"What’s the matter?" he asked, seemingly puzzled.
"You tell me! Get your fucking hands out of my armpits!"
"C’mon, you’ve got to be okay with lending me some warmth."
"Yeah, well, not if you borrow it this way!"
Looks like he got behind me during the mere instant I was distracted. And, in a repeat of last time, he thrust his arms into my armpits again. Worse, we were stuck so close together that I felt his breath on my neck. It was so nauseating that I wished I was dead.
"Come on, get to walking. I’ll prop you up so you don’t fall down the stairs."
"If somebody sees us like this, I’m going to want to fall off a cliff!”
"Look, I’m willing to compromise if it’ll get you to shut up and deal with it."
"Quit whispering in my ear. That’s just gross."
"So, what do you say?"
A compromise, huh. Well, there was one obvious concession I could have him make.
"At least put some glasses on, dammit."
"You don’t have a pair on you, do you? Just pick a pair you like out of my jacket and put it on."
"Well? Put it on already."
"This is gross."
"So are you.
In the interest of world peace, I’ll spare you the details of exactly how we ended up getting to the club room.
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this is so sweet(:
Hiromi Nase. Too fabulous to join the Literary Club.
Kyoukai no Kanta Idol AU: In which Hiromi and Akkey are a duo as idols. Hiromi confronted Akkey about his way too obvious feelings for him only to find out that Akkey tried to deny it since they are male idols after all. Hiromi on the other hand, admits he thought of Akkey in that way. Never change, Hiromi. Never change.