s̶o̶u̶s̶u̶k̶e̶ mitsuba / ミツバ (
thirdcharm) wrote2020-12-23 11:35 pm
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[ The fourth class of the day has ended and now it's time for lunch. After slogging through one class to another, Mitsuba's just looking forward to having lunch and talk endlessly with anyone. Satou and Yokoo had quickly apologized to him as they leave the classroom to attend some emergency club meeting.
He smiles at them and waves it off. It's fine to him -more than fine, even- because that leaves Mitsuba with a boy who wears the lamest earring he's ever seen.
Mitsuba turns to approach Minamoto's desk with an impish grin, placing his bento on the table. ]
You're not gonna run from me like those guys, right, Minamoto-kun?
[ He flips his chair around then sits right in front of the other boy. ]
I'm gonna cry foul if you just up and leave me to find someone else like I'm some sort of used goods, just so you know.
He smiles at them and waves it off. It's fine to him -more than fine, even- because that leaves Mitsuba with a boy who wears the lamest earring he's ever seen.
Mitsuba turns to approach Minamoto's desk with an impish grin, placing his bento on the table. ]
You're not gonna run from me like those guys, right, Minamoto-kun?
[ He flips his chair around then sits right in front of the other boy. ]
I'm gonna cry foul if you just up and leave me to find someone else like I'm some sort of used goods, just so you know.
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But that's impossible even if everything inside of him wishes it were otherwise.
It's easy, though, to just talk right back with him, mumbling as he takes out his own bento:] You're just as dramatic anyway.
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Mitsuba pouts as he rests his chin against the palm of his hand. ]
Well, it's not my fault that I've been abandoned. Besides, I want to have lunch with someone, and you look like you need someone to sit with you.
[ So maybe he was a little concerned about the lame traffic safety earring's well-being along with wanting his company. ]
What's with you anyways, you're less noisy than usual, it's like you're thinking about something or someone.
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Instead, he latches onto the question.]
I think plenty! I've got a lot going on up in my mind y'know. [He pulls out his own bento and of course it's all been handmade, looking impeccable as always.] I was just thinking about you, I guess.
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And for what reason? He couldn't think of any reason for Minamoto to focus too much on him. Though he'd be lying if he said he didn't like the attention and if that warmed his heart a bit then... that's his little secret.
Mitsuba calmly opens his lunch, gingerly placing the lid right next to it. ]
3 points, that was rough around the edges.
SOBS THAT'S SO CUTE!!!
[He certainly hadn't said anything worth grading, had he? What was so weird thinking about Mitsuba? His friends were always on his mind, just like his family. Wasn't it weirder to not think about the people you cared about? Maybe he thought more about Mitsuba but how couldn't he? ]
ty!! i'm glad you like it 'v'
What do you mean what? You get three points for saying that to someone as cute as I am.
[ There's no way he could be that dense right? That was way too obvious-- Plus the more Mitsuba thinks about it, everything suddenly made perfect sense. The way Minamoto always looks at him, the way he always just seems to hover over him. Minamoto's always thinking about Mitsuba! That's why he acts the way he does.
He tries to deny the small jealousy in his heart. ]
If you're going to try doing that at least do it more properly! Build it up and used proper words, idiot!
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Despite it all, he smiles because even if he's not sure at all what's going on here or what this Mitsuba means at all...
It's nice to be remembered.]
Cocky as always. But yeah, still got no idea what you're talking about. How many other ways can I say I think about you? [What was getting him so worked up about being thought about? Considering everything, how couldn't he?] But you should eat before lunch is over. Can't do anything on an empty stomach.
[Despite everything, he can enjoy this much, he thinks.]
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Mitsuba shakes his head before grabbing his pair of chopsticks. ]
Doesn't sound like you're all that clueless to me. You're bad at lying, lame traffic safety.
[ He starts eating anyway, but not without occasionally glancing at Minamoto's more elaborate-looking meal then back to the blond boy. Mitsuba stays quiet until he's halfway finishing his bento. ]
... The other invited me to go stargazing tonight. Do you wanna go o-- go with me? I mean, Satou and Yokoo will probably end up goofing off and leave me with a bunch of high schoolers I don't know. They might eat me alive or make me do something humiliating and livestream it, I need someone to be my meatshield.
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Instead, as he listens to his request, Kou wordlessly puts one of his tamagoyaki on Mitsuba's lunch. If he offered it then the other boy would only complain and act like he didn't want it. Better to skip that whole act.]
So you want me to come along and what, be your bodyguard? Heh, you think I'm real strong, don't you? [He grins even if that isn't what a meatshield means at all.] Sure. I'll come along. I'll even bring something to eat. [A bodyguard doesn't also bring along a meal.]
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His heart does something funny again, this time different from the jealousy he felt earlier on. His body is acting haywire, he's almost worried that he's gonna fall apart at the seams. Let's be frank, Minamoto Kou is pretty bad for Mitsuba's health.
And yet, he doesn't want to leave him in the old world. If anything, it felt like the right decision to have him stay in this world with Mitsuba. After all, this way, both of their dreams could come true. Mitsuba stares at him incredulously. ]
Since when did I say guys with lame piercings are strong, huh? I'm starting to think that thing is somehow affecting your brain.
[ More quietly, he adds: ]
I guess I'll make you something in return if you're gonna through all that effort.
[ It's only fair! But enough of that, he clears his voice and points at Kou. ]
You better not be late, Minamoto-kun! We'll be meeting at the high school building after all the clubs finished for the day, or are you unfaithful along with being unfashionable?!
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That would have been really nice...
Selfishly, childishly, he wants to just enjoy this momebt. It isn't real. A trap at worst and a dream at best but Kou thinks it might be nice to just lose himself in it for a bit.
Maybe Kou is bad for Mitsuba's health but Mitsuba is just as dangerous to Kou. Even if this isn't the same Mitsuba and Kou knows it but...
Nope. Not thinking about that! He had said he was going to enjoy this. So instead, he only points to Mitsuba with his chopsticks. Rude but it isn't like Mitsuba is the type to care about manners.]
You keep that up and maybe I will be late. [He won't and this is an empty threat.]
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[ Mitsuba furrows his brows as he makes himself look as hurt as possible. Though he's could see right through Minamoto's bluff, it doesn't stop the panic rising in him. Even the mere mention of it sets him into worry-- for all he knows, the other boy could just up and decide to dessert him despite him asking No.4 to create this idyllic world that they both could be happy with.
But it won't happen, it's an empty threat and he'll continue to repeat that in his head. However that won't free Minamoto from his revenge: weaponizing his cuteness. He looks down on his hands but it isn't long before pink eyes stare at Minamoto again, he bits his lip, then he speaks up in a small voice. ]
But I really want you to eat my gift as soon as possible...
[ No escape, no mercy. ]
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But still, he can't make it too obvious he's this easy to play! Even if it's obvious he is by the fact he isn't going with his own empty threat anymore.]
I was kidding. Geesh, relax relax. No need to go all out on me. I’ll come, okay? I’ll play bodyguard and everything. [And it’s a good excuse to figure everything out, too, he thought.]
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He looks away, muttering: ]
... You better not be late, that's my final warning.
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Minamoto-kun... this is so good!
[ Sure it's just tamagoyaki, but it's surprisingly a nice cleanser even from his own lunch. ]
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Still, even if he didn't make it, Mitsuba concedes that the other boy has taste. His gaze goes back and forth between his chopstick and his friend.
Mitsuba just shot himself in the foot by making him cookies. ]
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But then Mitsuba is complimenting his food and Kou can't control the grin on his face or how good it feels to get a compliment from Mitsuba at all. They're rare.]
Thanks! [But then he notices how Mitsuba looks at him and he becomes almost teasing.] What, so impressed you're speechless? Heh, Teru-nii says my cooking could make anybody speechless!
[So Kou didn't always catch onto every little emotional hint.]