I just moved to the UK to start university, it was difficult to adjust since my mind still was in Italy. Everybody is so smart here!
Even after their kiss broke, none of the boys wanted to let go of the other. As a result, Shindou and Kirino were just standing in front of each other, the brunette gently holding the hand of his friend.
"So what are we going to do now?", the pink-haired defender asked. His voice was insecure and he hesitated before he continued. "Maybe…."
"Do you… want to go- hang out with me on Saturday?" Shindou blushed, angry at himself as he had intended to say 'go out' but lost confidence halfway through.
The pink-haired boy hadn't missed his friend's words and blushed. "Sure", he managed to whisper, hiding his face. "Idiot, of course I want to."
Shindou was happy the other boy couldn't see his face, as his relief was obvious. On the other hand, wasn't it normal for friends to hang out? He should have stuck to his initial intentions, making his feelings clear.
"To be honest, there is a place I want to go on Saturday, Shindou", the defender began carefully, keeping his voice low. He stopped, looking at his friend. It was nice being close to him, so close that he could smell the shampoo the other boy used. And close enough to find his body naturally drawn to the body in front of him. However, there was something he had to do first, and the pink-haired boy was painfully aware of that. He had never shown his 'other side' to Shindou. There were just too many things his captain didn't know about him. "And I want to show you-." Kirino watched his friends face, trying to find out his reaction before he continued. "Kariya, he might come, too."
Shindou froze. He knew it. The other boy had misinterpreted his words. Well, not exactly, as he had indeed said "hang out". Why was talking so difficult while kissing was so easy? Somehow, he managed to nod and express his consent, not without pressing Kirino's hand, which he still held tightly. He wouldn't lose him to that blue-haired disturbance who seemed obsessed with his best friend.
"Shind-.", Kirino wanted to tell the brunette that his hand was hurting under the pressure but a sudden noise stopped him.
"Captain! Are you in here?!" The voice came from the corridor and only seconds later, too fast for the two boys to react, the door opened. "I knew you'd be here, Captain!" Hamano's smiling face turned into a more unrecognizable expression as he realized what his Captain was doing.
Hamano's dream has come true—or maybe not?