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5. Umemiya
Bofurin's top dog merrily went his way to their school's rooftop. He's planning on visiting his cute sprouts and checking if there were any darn bugs pestering his babies. Humming to his self, the 3rd year opened the door and walked in.
Pleased that there weren't anything wrong with his sprouts, Umemiya walked his way to the picnic table in plans of lounging around. Stopping at the sight of a certain 1st year grade leader curled up on the bench, the white haired approached quietly.
Observing the sight, Umemiya felt fondness and warmth spreading in his chest. Split colored hair sprayed and tussled into the boy's arm which acted as a pillow. The normally scowling or beet red face is now relaxed and soft-like. Pink lips slightly parted as small puffs of air were being released.
Chuckling softly at the adorable sight of the younger curled up into a small ball, Umemiya sat on the space before the boy's head. Gently maneuvering the boy in fear of accidentally waking him up, the white haired successfully guided the boy on his lap. Threading his fingers on the soft mismatched locks, Umemiya softly hummed a lullaby he used to sing for Kotoha.
Seeing the boy so relaxed on his lap made a soft smile stretch on the 3rd year's lips. However it quickly turned into a small frown seeing the boy now slowly waking up from his slumber. Panicking slightly, Umemiya watched as the boy's eyes flutter open to reveal charcoal and molten gold.
With a baited breath, the older watched as the younger turned to him in question as he rubbed his eyes softly with a curled fist.
"..miya-san?" Sakura quietly whispered, drowsiness weighing heavily on him.
"That's right, it's me Sakura. Go back to sleep, I'm sorry for waking you up." Umemiya softly said as he tried to lull the younger to sleep again.
Half expecting the smaller to blush and flinch out of his lap to spew flustered words, he was pleasantly surprised to see the younger burrow his face into his stomach. Turning to curl further into the taller, Sakura nuzzled his nose into the older's stomach, breathing in the minty scent. He curled his fingers tightly on the back of the 3rd year's jacket and relaxed his self.
Slightly dazed from the adorable thing his junior just did, Umemiya chuckled. He resumed the carding of his fingers on Sakura's hair as his other hand draped on the boy's small waist, patting his hand in a rhythmical manner.
"...go?"
"Hmn?" Umemiya hummed in question, hearing the younger's muffled voice.
"Won't go?" Sakura quietly whispered, peeking up meekly to look at the blue eyes of the older.
"I won't." Umemiya firmly answered, eyes determiningly staring into uncertain ones.
"Won't leave..?" Sakura's small and anxious voice was clearly heard by the older.
"Never."
Umemiya leaned down and placed a gentle peck on Sakura's temple, hand petting the younger's head.
The white haired smiled down at the boy on his lap, eyes crinkling softly as he stared at bicolored teen like he hung the moon and the stars.
"I'm yours, just like you're mine."
"... You're embarrassing, you know?"
"And you're cute!"
"WHA-"
"Extremely adorable!"
"..."
"...?"
"OW- OWWWW DON'T BITE MY TUMMY SAKURA-"
6. Nirei
Nirei crouched into a ball under the staircase leading to the rooftop. Hands shaking as he desperately covered his ears to block off the sounds of roaring thunder. Shivering, the blonde let out small heartbreaking whimpers.
With the loud noises of the storm enveloping him, he didn't notice the approaching figure who kneeled in front of him.
"Nirei." A familiar voice called.
Said blonde opened his eyes and saw the face of his leader in front of him. He then watched the other raise his hand to gently wipe away the stream of tears falling on his cheeks.
"S-Sakura-san...?" Nirei shakily asked.
A loud bang followed by crackling noises by the thunder was heard. Nirei flinched violently at the sound, small sobs escaping from his lips as he shut his eyes and covered his ears again.
Suddenly, he was pulled into a warm embrace. He felt the taller maneuver him into his lap, strong arms wrapped around him as Sakura guided his head into his chest. He then felt the bicolored male tuck him under his chin.
Gently like a mother soothing her baby, Sakura rocked them both and rubbed soothing and slightly awkward circles on the blonde's back.
Unexpectedly, the taller began singing. Leaning down nearer and tucking the blonde further into him, Sakura soothed the trembling boy in his arms.
Hearing the soft and honeyed voice of the other, Nirei relaxed into the embrace, only letting out small shaky breaths as he fisted his fingers on the other's jacket. Soothed and distracted by the enchanting voice and the taller male's warmth, Nirei felt himself calm down completely.
"Hey, are you alright now?" Sakura softly asked.
Nirei only nuzzled his nose into the boy's neck as he breathed out a quiet yes. Feeling an unfamiliar rumble from the boy's chest, Nirei heard his leader quietly laugh.
Realizing their position and closeness, Nirei blushed heavily as he felt his head spin and become fuzzy. The blonde flushed so much, it's as if steam could come out of his ears and the sound of a screaming kettle could be heard just like from the cartoon shows he loves watching when he was a kid.
Whining embarrassedly, the smaller can only press his self closer to the taller, an attempt to not further make a mess of himself (and probably to not make his crush hate him-)
For a moment, Nirei let his self be selfish as he greedily took whatever he can from what his leader is offering. The blonde savored the other's gentle caresses, the soothing sound of his beating heart, and the intoxicating warmth that comes from his body.
"Sakura-san,"
"Yeah?"
"Thank you for helping me!"
"... Idiot, it's nothing."
"..."
"What is it, Sakura-san?"
"... Call me whenever you're scared, I'll be there."
Hearing this, Nirei beamed brightly as Sakura turned to look at the other side, failing to hide his blush and the small smile on his lips.
7. Togame
Togame Jo felt like dying. No, scratch that, he is dying. He felt like the world is punishing him again for all the sins and mistakes he has made. He felt like the world is crumbling down and that the universe is against him. Well to be specific, a certain bicolored teen seems against him.
He can't believe it. His favorite and adorable feral cat is avoiding him like a plague. And what's even worse is that he doesn't even know what he did wrong! Someone tell him what sins he committed to the younger before he truly considers committing seppuku.
It went on for long excruciating painful days. The bicolored teen avoided looking at him all the time like he hated the thought of locking eyes with him (Togame lamented the thought of never being the subject of those jewel-like eyes.) The younger also avoided any form of contact with physical touch with him, always a few feet away from him and making excuses to be away from him.
Fuck. Someone just kill him now.
So one day, having enough of the torture given to him by the split haired teen, Togame cornered the boy in a small alley away from prying eyes. Backing up the smaller into the wall, he slammed his hands on the wall to cage the younger.
"W-WHAT THE HELL??" Sakura screeched, blush taking over his face.
"Sakura." Togame called the other with a firm voice.
"OI LET ME GO-!"
Sakura was cutoff by the way Togame dropped his head on his shoulder, forehead pressed into the fabric of his Furin jacket.
"Did I do something wrong? Please tell me, Sakura." Togame softly whispered.
"Huh?! Wha- No, you didn't do anything wrong!"
"Then why? Why are you avoiding me? Why are you distancing yourself from me if I didn't do anything wrong? Do you hate m-"
Togame groaned as he felt the other smack the back of his head. Raising his head to look at the smaller's face, his breath hitched at the sight.
Sakura is red. Red and beautifully flustered. Red lovely blooming all the way to his fingertips. The younger's arm raised and blocking his quivering mouth, eyes staring intensely although hints of embarrassment could be seen in those bicolored orbs.
"Wha-"
"Idiot. Dumbass. Freaking dumbass!!" Sakura barked at the flabbergasted taller.
"I don't hate you! I could never- Why would I even hate you!"
"At least tell me why you're avoiding me, please." Togame basically begged the younger, desperate for answers.
He watched the smaller fidget under his stare, eyes darting back and forth from his face to the other side of the alley. Huffing and ruffling his hair in a frustrated manner, Sakura spoke quietly like he's speaking out a secret.
"...It's cause you're too handsome, damn it."
Togame gaped at the other, slowly processing the words of the younger. "I-it's because... I'm too h-handsome?"
"DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT MYSELF, BASTARD!"
Sakura clicked his tongue in annoyance, eyes not looking at the confused pair staring at him. Glancing briefly, he felt his self burn extra degrees seeing the flustered and confused expression on the taller.
"WHAT? YOU WANTED AN ANSWER RIGHT? THERE I GAVE YOU-"
Sakura felt Togame hold his hands firmly as the black haired guided his flushed hands to cup the taller's face. Togame turned his head and pressed a chaste kiss on the warm palm, nuzzling into it afterwards. Sakura felt his heart thump loudly and erratically in his chest as he shivered under the other's gaze.
The bastard looked like he wanted to devour, to consume him whole right there and then. He looked so attractive. Emerald eyes slanted sharply. Short black hair being ruffled gently by the wind. Lips curved into an annoying (charming) smirk.
"Stop l-looking at me like that..."
Togame pressed a kiss on the corner of the other's lips, reveling in the cute whimper he got.
"Darling. Haruka. Let me make up the days I've been deprived of your touch, of your attention."
Sakura shuddered under the beastly look he's under in.
8. Bonus
"What is it, Sakura?"
The raven haired smirked, amused at the smaller shamelessly staring at him. Mirroring the younger, the taller also propped his chin on his hand as he stared back at mismatched ones.
Interestingly, the younger seemed to stay calm, gaze unwavering. It was then that the older realized that the other is still inside his own little world, with apparently him being the center of it.
Feeling his self shudder at thought of him being the one occupying the bicolored teen's thoughts, the raven haired flushed and let the still unfamiliar feeling of warmth consume him.
With their food now ignored and the ice of their drinks slowly melting, Endo was brought back from his thoughts when he heard the younger quietly whisper, as if fixed in a trance.
"Why the hell are you so handsome...?"
Endo's eyes widened as he felt his breath hitch. His heart thumped loudly against his chest as he widely stared at the now sputtering and flustered teen in front of him. It seems like the younger finally realized his state and the words that came out of his mouth.
"I- I MEAN- I- NO- THAT'S NOT WHAT I-"
Sakura flailed his arms around, desperately trying to redeem himself by sputtering out embarrassed words. His lips were formed into a scowl, eyes wide and shaky as his face flushed down to his fingertips.
Now realizing the sudden quietness from the older and the lack of reaction, Sakura stopped and looked properly at the man in front of him.
'Oh- Oh...'
Endo stared at him, gaze dripping with adoration and amusement. His eyes were crinkled at the sides and were twinkling with endearment. His lips were curled into a soft sweet smile, half of it being covered by his tattooed hand.
Sakura burned even more at the surprising sight of the other. He didn't know Endo could have a pure and genuine expression like that. And he was the cause of it and the receiver of that attractive smile.
"Ne, Sakura." Endo chuckled as he titled his head.
"Compliment me more, hm?"
And for once, Sakura fell weak into his enemy's charm and willingly complied.
"... Whatever you say."
Endo grinned wide and bright at the quiet mutter of words from the flushed younger.