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"I didn't expect that at all." Kouta admitted when he and Naoya met up later to walk home. "Itsuki-kun even said he was looking for a girlfriend at the drinking party. Ah, but he did say I was kinda cute enough?" He huffed a bit, clenching his fist. "If I wasn't hiding this side of me, I would've hit him. Guys don't like being called that."
Naoya was looking at him seriously, "But I think I've told you that often."
"Uh, that is..." Kouta blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Er, you're my lover so I don't hate it coming from you."
"About that... Kouta, how about letting others know we're dating?"
Kouta widened his eyes, "Eh? W, why? After all this time...?"
"Whenever girls come to me, don't you get upset?" Naoya asked. "I mean, I told them I have someone but sometimes, they keep insisting."
Kouta pursed his lips, before directing towards a nearby bench. "Of course if you're in a relationship, no one likes seeing their partner get hit on. But it can't be help, you're so handsome everyone wants a piece of you." he laughed, then narrowed his eyes a bit. Naoya jerked a bit at the sudden change. "Just don't give it to them, and it's okay."
"Of course not. You already have all the pieces, including the most important one." Naoya replied seriously, taking Kouta's hands and placing it against his chest meaningfully.
Kouta looked completely flustered. "I, idiot." he hissed, "Seriously, you say these things too easily."
"Because I'm serious about you." Naoya said, "Also, it would be nice to hold your hand freely like this."
Kouta pursed his lips. Sure, he feels embarrassed when they do these things but he doesn't hate it. On the other hand, he doesn't really fancy girls glaring at him like hyenas waiting to go for the attack just because he's the one, not them, dating Naoya.
He would be lying though if he didn't feel a certain pride that he's the only one who can get Naoya to laugh or smile the way he does when it's the two of them. But for the same reason...
"I don't like people to see it."
Naoya blinked. "Eh?"
"You smile and laugh easily when we're together, Naoya." Kouta said with a pout, "I mean, you do smile and laugh. But the ones you make with me... I don't like anyone else seeing it either."
Naoya looked thoughtful, "Even if I do that with other people around, you're always the reason why." he said. "So I don't like seeing others trying to take you from me. You make me really happy, Kouta."
"Heeeeeh... This is why the girls won't leave you alone, you know."
"Eh?"
"Jeez, so unaware of your power..." Kouta shook his head, while covering his heated face, "Fine, fine, you can tell people you're dating me. But we still aren't doing anything beyond the usual when we're in public."
Naoya broke into a grin and embraced Kouta.
"Oy, oy! Where do you think we are?"
"It's okay, no one's around. And I won't kiss you."
"That's not the issue here!"
Naoya just continued to laugh at that, embracing Kouta tighter. Eventually, even Kouta couldn't help but smile and laugh with his boyfriend. That was his boyfriend's effect on him after all. Well, perhaps Naoya had the same effect to other people too. But it held a different meaning whenever Naoya made him laugh and smile.
Of course, even Kouta would be happy if people knew he had more of a claim to Naoya that they can only dream of.
Kouta thought that, however...
"Ehhh?! Shinomiya's lover is Fukuhara?!"
Kouta laughed nervously, sticking closely against Naoya. He had a feeling just being an arm's length from his lover in this moment will cause immediate death. Even now, there were terrifying death glares the girls gave him when they thought Shinomiya didn't see it.
Finally, with Naoya's charm, they finally got to move towards the table where Mugi and the others were.
"It's not a punishment game?" Minato asked, "Not like Itsuki's?"
Kouta blinked, looking towards the bespectacled guy. "Eh? Really?"
"Ah, eto... Not really? I just thought I might so there was a punishment game as an excuse, and it didn't really hurt when you said no, so maybe that wasn't it." Minato rubbed the back of his neck, "But I really did think that it would be fun to go out with you that way."
Kouta looked thoughtful for a moment before grinning, "Well, that's good." he said. "That is, it won't be weird to continue being like friends then."
They all stared at him.
"Fukuhara-chan, so cute!"
"Man! Really, so refreshing!"
Kouta blinked in surprise at the sudden hug he got from the four, "Eh?"
"Oy," Naoya narrowed his eyes, "stop that."
"Hey, Fukuhara-chan's squishy cheeks should be for everyone."
Mugi grinned at that, "Shinomiya's jealous." he poked at Kouta's cheeks just to mess with Naoya.
"Hey Fukuhara-chan, maybe lock him out of the room tonight." Saku followed up, "Or he's going to devour you tonight."
Naoya grunted, "I wouldn't do that without his permission." he said, before pulling Kouta back to him. "Anyway, stop it. He doesn't like it."
"Ehhhh, he doesn't like it, or you don't?" Minato hummed, "Or like, would you actually devour him with his permission?"
Naoya scowled, "Shut up, that's a silly question. Anyway, we're heading out for ice cream. Let's go, Kouta."
The other guys protested that, but they were out the door anyway. When they were, Kouta couldn't help but chuckle.
"What?" Naoya frowned.
"I just realized, it's another face you only make if it's because of me." Kouta looked towards him and smile, "But... You don't have to worry. I only like Naoya, after all."
Naoya paused for a moment before embracing Kouta once more, "Kouta... You're so unfair, sometimes."
"H, huh? What does that..."
"They're right." Naoya mumbled, suddenly poking at Kouta's cheeks too. "they are squishy."
"Naoya!" Kouta snapped, "don't change the subject!"
