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「 I Need You 」

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♡︎♡︎♡︎
ACCIDENTALLY MEETING SOMEONE'S parent even though they're not a close friend — or a friend at all — felt like suddenly unlocking a part of a map in a game and you have no idea what to do there, there's so many quests and things to discover but stepping inside the zone felt illegal. You haven't even finished the main story quest yet, but all the possible discoveries are so tempting.
That's what Kise felt after meeting — or should he say getting closer — Yuuji's father. For the longest time, he thought he was just a widowed man with a kid abroad because of the short stories he'd tell him about his son who was apparently not living with him anymore. He never would've thought that the kid he was talking about was the very person he's doing his best to befriend, despite the obvious attempts to dismiss him.
It was an odd realization and definitely an odd feeling as well. He couldn't look at Yuuji the same way anymore after finding out that he was the boy that hit his head against a pole a little bit too hard and needed stitches on his eyebrow in his photographer's story, and he especially can't forget about the story where Yuuji absentmindedly drank spoiled milk and had diarrhoea for about four days.
To think that he'd know so much about Yuuji and at the same time so little. He knew what toy he always played with when he was six but he doesn't even know his favourite food, he could list down the moments where he nearly got kidnapped because of how gullible he was as a child but if he was asked if Yuuji likes chocolates he wouldn't know what to say. It's like unlocking voice lines of a character and never listening to any of them then suddenly playing the character's backstory. 
"Kitagawacchi," he called him, standing up from his seat and approaching the said boy with a box of chocolate pocky in his hand, "three of my former teammates have agreed to be interviewed already. Murasakibaracchi and his team is available later."
He placed the sweet treat on the other's desk, Yuuji gave him a confused look before picking up the Pocky, examining it close. "Thanks but what's with the chocolates? Do you want to do the Pocky stick challenge or something?"
Kise malfunctioned at the latter's words for a split second. The image of Yuuji looking up at him with a cute blush, being all shy and sweet with the chocolate dipped stick in his mouth suddenly flashed in his mind, causing him to become a stuttering, blushing mess.
"I— Wha— No— W-What made you think that—" 
WHAT MADE HIM SAY THAT!? AND WITH A STRAIGHT FACE TOO!! KITAGAWACCHI IS FULL OF SURPRISES!!
"Relax, dimwit. I know it's a gift," Yuuji chuckled at the sight of the stammering blond with a red face and hands coming up as if it was to help him defend himself. Kise couldn't formulate any more proper responses so he did what he does best: whine.
"WAAAHHH! KITAGAWACCHI IS SO MEAN!" Kise wailed like a brat, as always. And Yuuji ignored him like a brick wall, as always.
"Kitagawacchi," Kise called him again after some time, taking a seat next to him and pushing his desk and chair closer to him. Yuuji would've moved farther away but, unfortunately, he was already sitting next to the wall.
"I have a question," he said, trying to gain the other's attention. Thankfully, he did after tapping his shoulder lightly. Yuuji looked at him questioningly, opening the Pocky box and taking one of the sticks, putting the tip in his mouth and humming.
"Have you ever done the Pocky challenge?" 
Cue the sudden explosion of coughs from Yuuji, who accidentally choked on the Pocky stick, glaring daggers at the blond while hitting his chest. Kise smiled sheepishly at him while rubbing his back. "What kind of question is that!?" Yuuji barked at the taller, hiding the creeping blush on his cheeks by covering his face with his hand and pretending to cough.
Unfortunately — or maybe fortunately — Kise noticed this but said nothing.
"N-No, I've. . . actually never done that challenge," Yuuji replied hesitantly, looking away from Kise, who was already taking a stick from the box and putting the tip in his mouth. Yuuji noticed how quiet it had become, Kise wasn't responding and that worried him quite a bit. He turned to see the blond with the Pocky in his mouth, face dangerously close to his with such seriousness he wasn't expecting.
"Are. . . Are you being for real right now?" Yuuji asked in disbelief as Kise's face kept nearing towards him, he tried his best to push himself against the wall but he was already trapped. Soon, Kise's arms reached for either of his sides, the Pocky stick just centimeters away from him.
Should I push him away? Should I yell at him? FUCK!
"K-Kise. . ." he stuttered weakly, completely unable to think of a way out of this, even a simple idea would not come to his mind. Kise kept staring at him with something swimming in his eyes, he wasn't so certain what it was but it definitely didn't seem like something he'd see everyday from the blond. This— This side of him was quite scary, but. . . exciting.
So, without further delay, Yuuji moved from his spot and boldly took the other end of the stick in his mouth, pressing a hand firmly against Kise's chest to stop him from moving closer. He slowly inched towards the blond, the heat in his face increasing the closer they got. He could already feel Kise's breath gently fanning against his face, and he knew the latter felt the same thing. 
Fuck— What am I even doing!?
Soon enough, their lips were only an inch apart from each other, Kise was getting impatient as he held the latter by the waist, pulling him closer but not enough. To him, at least. Meanwhile, Yuuji was internally screaming and panicking, he didn't know if he should move or let the blond just kiss him—
IN NO WAY IN HELL AM I GOING TO LET THIS STUPID IDIOT KISS ME!
— But whichever way he sees it, the only outcome that comes to mind is the two of them ending up kissing. In public. And people might see them. This is not good nor entertaining. Especially since the classroom had multiple rabid fan girls that were already ready to bully any girl ballsy enough to confess to Kise.
Do I move away? Do I push him? Do I just bite this and pretend nothing happened after?
. . . Do I let him kiss me?"
"Public display of affection is not allowed in school, Kitagawa-san and Kise-san. Detention for the two of you."

                            

                                
                            
                              
                                  
                              
                              
                                
                                  
                                  
                                
                              
                             
                            
                            
                          
                          
Short chapter, I'm sorry.