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At the Gym
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Yaku-san has been watching over me to count my reps, it's lift session. I have to say that being paired with him is working... Looking at his face alone just adding more weight and feel like I should do it until my soul is leaving, at times he verbally tells to me to pull it higher.
But why is Yaku-san's face is getting too close?! What if I bump him with this bar!? I think he knows what he's doing though? Oh what is it again? My mind is going anywhere again... Especially with Yaku-san blocking the view like this how can I concentrate?!
When, and how should I tell him? What’s the right moment? Okay, okay, before I can politely ask to him to move away, I need to bring the weight down for safety. Yeah I can’t really see anything above and all is just his face hovering over.
“Sorry Yaku-san, you're too close I think you should—”
HIS LIPS
WHY HE PRESSED IT AGAINST MINE??!!! Wait, was it a kiss?? It's only a split seconds though!!
"Yaku-san?!! What did you–!!" Yaku-san darts away with a sudden speed, to what direction I can’t see. And when I get up he has left completely. Glad that I already put the weight back safely, if not I would have definitely kill myself, talk about the shock.
"What's the matter?" Kuroo-san asks as if leading the entire room, they all look just as curious.
"I don't know, it's Yaku-san." I'm not giving the answer, I'm just as clueless as they are. "Did you see that?"
"See what?" Kuroo-san raises one of his brows.
Fukunaga-san gets in the commotion, "What he did to you, Lev?"
I don't know!! These two then just stare at me, longing for answer. It’s not like I can explain what actually just happened, I'm not sure about it on the first place!
Kuroo-san puts on his usual smug looking face. "Well, as far as I'm concerned, Lev is in the safe hands, we don't need to worry."
Do you guys even know what did he just do to me?!!
Oh what was that really?! I was still in my position, unmoved, in the middle of talking a sentence and I was too suprised, too confused to stop him in the very moment? Did Yaku-san just bump into my face or his face just so happen to slipped down and touched mine?! But the lips part felt… Uh, I’ll talk him out tomorrow.
I haven't thank Yaku-san for helping me too. And my reps!! I don’t know how much it was, really.
The Practice Tomorrow
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"You must be looking for Yaku, right?"
The moment my feet hit on to the court, Kuroo-san approaches, as if it's already written all over my face. Does he still remember what happened yesterday…?
"Yes... I don’t see him here?"
"He called in sick today so he didn’t come to school."
Why is he sick now, all of sudden? What happened to him? How come it’s coencidental that I want to speak with him today… Was it because he… Yesterday his lips touched mine and I contracted him with a disease, and he fell ill immediately?? What do I do?!!
"But I heard it’s nothing serious though, maybe you want to let him rest peacefully." That's unsual to hear.
"... What if I give him a visit?"
"Well I guess it’s especially you?"
"Did Yaku-san say that I'm not allowed to see him?!"
"No, nothing like that!" Kuroo-san smiles, his usual grin with full teeth.
I never thought that I would go Yaku-san’s house, and now under circumstance that he’s sick. What Kuroo-san said was true, but he’s sick because of me! And it’s common to give a visit to a sick friend right? There’s also stuff that I need to… with him.
"Do you know where his house is, Kuroo-san?"
“... Are you really going to pay him a visit?"
“There’s some… Unfinished business.”
“Business, huh..?”
Later
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Seems like I can't find the right direction and keep getting lost. If Yaku-san was here he'd probably call me dunce. I haven't even met him yet but feel tired already, maybe I should just forget this and go home. Maybe I really shouldn't meet him? Lost and stranded like this, only makes me look like a runaway.
Later my phone rings.
"Hello?"
"Lev, is this you?"
Yaku-san is calling me...
"Yaku-san what's up? Yes it's me.” Why didn't I just tell him that I'm lost on the way to his home!
"Kuroo said that you'll be visiting my house. When is that?"
He knows after all.... "I-I'm on the way."
"Where are you?"
I put on a brief silence not knowing the answer, "... Maybe I'm just nearby your house?"
"You airhead, you can't even tell where you are!"
"I'm lost, okay!" I yell back at him, my eyes catching a small park just a few steps across. "I see a small park."
"I'll meet you at that small park."
Uh that escalates, I don't want to trouble him. "No, Yaku-san, you supposed to rest fully and shouldn't come! Sorry for disturbing you."
"I am in perfect condition and I could give you a good kick to prove." Honestly he doesn't sound ill at all.
"What I'm saying is!" , " I want to apologize that you got sick because of me, so..." I think that's the most important thing I should tell him.
"What are you talking about?! Just go to that park and wait there!"
He hangs up.
I keep the same expression and freeze, I maybe need to say it face to face... But thinking that we'll be meeting, for some reason I don't want to...?
Later
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"Yaku-san!" , "Are you alright? do you still feel sick?!"
Why do I feel the urge to run in to him the second his tip of hair pop up. Holding my enthusiasm, I'm still sitting on the park bench, or... is this impolite I should welcome him more? He is walking slowly towards me, wearing a hoodie and short pants, with the face that looks... Healthy.
"I've told you I'm super fine right now and not sick at all." He slips both hands inside his pocket, and stands in front of me close.
I feel my thoat dries up and have to take a small gulp, in this position we’re at the same height. "Oh... that's good."
He stares at me with pointed brows as if asking me for an action, I do have unfinished business I told Kuroo-san. On the contrary I must be looking clueless, of course... Feels like I've forgot on how to talk and why I wanted to meet him on the first place.
"So how-"
"You're-"
We started and cut the line on the same time, both of us. And the air feels tense suddenly, Yaku-san should talk first.
"You skipped practice for this?" Whenever he brings volley-related stuff, I can always feel he's being assertive.
"Yeah..."
Should ask my question before I lost it. "Why Yaku-san didn't come to school today?"
Yaku-san looks away to a random direction. "I wasn't feeling well this morning."
"It's true that you're sick, right?!"
Yaku-san looks back at me as if he’s disagree. "Only this morning, afterwards I was getting better."
"No! My point is, you might got sick because of me!" I reallyy don't want to say this words, "uh... You put your lips on me yesterday and might be from that..."
Don't know if the blush on Yaku-san's face is because he's embarassed or getting angry. "It was only a coincidence that I got sick! And I was the one insisted!"
Hearing the last sentence, I can't think of anything to throw back at him… He insisted on what? So he deliberately did that?!
Yaku-san is only side-eyeing me. "... What do you think about it?"
"I think it was okay?" Oh shoot I answered too fast…
"Huh..?!" Yaku-san's starting to glare at me.
"I-It was unusual but alright!" I don't know what else to say but want my reply to satisfy him. "Yaku-san might just do it on a whim?"
There's a subtle change on his expression that I can't translate. "What if I do that again to you?"
I stand up immediately, "Ehh?? It's no good!!"
"Why?"
"We're not lovers we dont do that!"
Oh Yaku-san I'm just your inferior junior! Were you just joking by asking that? I was only saying the fact. He looks at me straight and a little… disappointed? I can say we're close enough but not in that kind of relationship. But now that I've said it… What would it be like if we were dating…?
"I like you Lev."
"Wha-"
The unfinished word left my mouth open. I didn't hear it wrong did I?! I take a step away from him autonomously. I just realize my heart have been pounding fast ever since this encounter, my hand almost moving on it's own to cover my warm face.
“I thought why I was drawn in to you might only because I wanted to make the best out of your volley,” , “but… I feel something else."
I can’t breathe after hearing his words. Yaku-san sounds so determined and genuine I feel like I can't look back at him. " … So how…" He asks.
Shoot it’s my trun to talk! I feel reallyy happy for what he said, I want to thank him and let him know I’m very grateful for it… Yeah but Yaku-san is not hearing it and it’s all in my mind! As if I’m being choked, I can’t even swallow the air and losing oxygen by the second. It feels so hot I nearly want to pass out. What If I just do something else to him.
This is supposed to be the moment we’ll cherish! And I can't stay like a living statue for hours! Alright... I already have it scripted on my mind, and now to release it on to the wild! I let out a heavy sigh, to relax my nerves and put my breath in it’s original rythm. I take a hard, long gulp, and clear my throat.
"I thought that you’re supportive and considerate towards me because you're my senpai." , "... A person like me wouldn't make you feel that way." This is not the initial stuff I wanted to say! But, uh…
Yaku-san crosses his arms on the chest, and rotates his position. "That's one of the rarest talent y'know, to make me fall for you." I briefly chuckle hearing that. "And I would never do that if I don't have feelings for you."
Did he just say that he kissed me because he has feelings for me?! Oh well he already said it…
I retract my step and be close in front of him again, "Okay, I like you too Yaku-san."
"Youre saying it like without thinking..."
"W-well, how can I not like you? You're so adorable!" , "And I want to kiss you too!" My hands step on his pair of narrow shoulders, but only with that it looks like I’m also pushing him down to sit on the bench.
Can I kiss him from this position?! With the size difference I'm completely shadowing him, yeah this is too intimidating… Yaku-san looks like he’s cornered. I retrieve my hands back from his body, don't know if I ever hurt him from that. I sit beside him with no distance.
His hand is so tempting I have to pick it and wrap it inside mine, it’s sweaty hot. I want to check thoroughly and using my back of the hand I sweep his temple down to cheek. "Yaku-san sure you're not sick? Looks like you get a fever."
"You should see how red your own face is," I smile widely almost laugh.
We both know this is the time and our sight become shorter with each eliminated centimeters. I can feel the sheer heat from Yaku-san’s face the moment he is tilting it. I was still opening my eyes until the distance too close I shut it, he moves too so we meet on the way. The next split second it's done.
"That was too fast!" I almost felt nothing.
"What were you expecting?!"
To think that I can do this with him everyday, no, maybe at least hundreds of this. What did I miss all these time? "I'm sorry I should've realized it sooner.” I begin to roll out these arms to wrap him, it’s not a tight hold but I put my forehead on to his shoulder. “I’m very happy that Yaku-san likes me, thank you, I mean it.”
Yaku-san is not replying verbally and I can't see his face, but the next second a touch arrived on to the back of my head, and the hair gets ruffled. Oh I can get used to this. "Is the lovers you're talking?” I hear his voice.
I’m adjusting the position, my head is facing the bottom of his neck like I want to bite it. "Are we dating?"
"I don't know." He sounds very stoic.
"Okay we are dating."
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Epilogue
"Yaku-san, even if you're still sick right now, I wouldn't mind getting sick because of you."
"And? You're gonna skip another practice because of that?"
"Oh I didn’t think that far, but I think it's ok– ouch."
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