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"Maki-chaaaan~"
"Oh God," Makishima grumbled as Toudou waved at him from the other side of the road. Both climbers were standing on opposite ends of the barricade, waiting for the final day of their kouhai's Inter High to come to an end. Makishima cringed as Tadokoro elbowed him in the gut.
"Well? Aren't you going to say hi?"
Makishima begrudgingly waved back. Only Kinjou knew that he had snuck away the night before to go see the other.
To race! He thought as heat rose to his face. They snuck away to race each other. Nothing more. No kiss happened when Onoda ran off to find them water. Definitely no kiss...
"Did you two kiss?" Kinjou asked quietly. Makishima nearly jumped out of his skin at his friend’s proximity.
"Well would you look at my wrist," Makishima croaked as he looked down at said wrist. "It's time for me to leave," he exclaimed. Then, without warning, he jumped over the barricade and sprinted away from his friends. He'd rather die than answer that question, but as he ran across to Toudou's side of the road, Makishima acknowledged that his eerie behaviour gave him away.
Whatever. Now, only Kinjou knows. Kinjou would take his secret with him to the grave unless told otherwise.
"Hey!" Toudou chirped as Makishima jumped over the guard rail like an Olympic hurdler. "You didn't actually have to come over here."
"It's fine," Makishima shrugged nonchalantly. Shit. He had run off to Toudou to get away from admitting that he had kissed him the night before, but now he needed a reason to get away from Toudou before he accidentally did it again. All he could hope was that the other was more of his normal obnoxious self rather than his well-mannered (and surprisingly cute) self that he had displayed the night before.
"I hear Manami is at the lead right now," Toudou smiled, a drip of arrogance and pride noticeable in his tone.
Makishima let out a small scoff, his kuha implying that Toudou shouldn't get too cocky. "Sakamichi's right on his tail."
Toudou crossed his arms but smiled. "Those two really like cutting it close eh?"
Makishima nodded. He pushed back his bangs and turned away from the other, pretending that he was interested in the road in front of them more so than Toudou.
He was also trying to hide his blush. Toudou's smile had triggered him into recalling last night's kiss. Onoda had run off to fetch them water, which gave the two time to properly greet each other. That night, Toudou didn't hesitate as he pulled Makishima into a tight hug.
"I really missed you," he mumbled into Makishima's shoulder.
Makishima had been too embarrassed to say it back, but he squeezed Toudou tightly, knowing the other would understand his gesture. Going months without each other was a bit tougher than he thought it'd be. Makishima found himself wishing Toudou were with him on countless instances; and not just when he was riding his bike. No. There were places Makishima would go to, and sights he would see that made his heart squeeze with sadness. Toudou would love it here, was a thought he had quite often while in London.
"Tomorrow, after the race ends, lets get ice cream!" Toudou had suggested. He was still holding onto Makishima tightly as he spoke.
Makishima didn't even think when he agreed. Although he would normally put up a fight, he couldn't bring himself to do so at that point in time. Being away made him realize how precious every minute with good company was. Being away made him realize that Toudou was part of that "good company".
"You can't scold me about the calories," was Makishima's only request. Toudou backed away to smile up at him, eyes sparkling and rosy cheeks lifted with glee. The sight made Makishima's stomach flip. He had automatically pinched Toudou's cheek in response. When the other scowled, Makishima's chest fluttered violently. Toudou had looked really damn cute for a second there. His eyes were wide, his brows were knit, his scowl was prominent despite his cheek still being pinched by Makishima. How could he not have kissed that face?
"...ki-chan~"
His lips had been incredibly soft.
"...shima..."
His cheek was burning beneath Makishima's flattened palm, and the arms wrapped around Makishima's shoulders tightened desperately as they deepened their kiss.
"Yuusuke!"
Makishima jumped out of his daze. He turned around to face Toudou, who was frowning profusely at him.
"Huh?"
"I asked if everything was alright..."
"Everything's fine," Makishima answered with a raised eyebrow. "Why?"
Toudou shrugged but didn't speak, which to Makishima, was extremely concerning.
Without saying a word, Makishima reached over and pinched Toudou's cheek.
"Ack—!" he grunted in surprise. Makishima grinned as he lifted his other hand to mimic the action; wanting to roughly pinch both sides of Toudou's face.
"Maki-chan, whater yu doin'?" Toudou asked as he grasped the taller boy's forearms.
Makishima's chest squeezed at the sight. He had gotten used to that feeling well enough to ignore it. Toudou looked adorable frowning against the obscurity of his cheeks. Not that I'll ever admit it out loud, he thought before leaning forward, and much like the night before, planting his lips against Toudou's. When they parted, Makishima was no longer pinching Toudou's cheeks. Instead, his palms had flattened to either side of his face, holding him steady as the other struggled to grasp what just happened.
"You're burning," Makishima stated calmly, which was surprising given that he was freaking out on the inside. His thoughts of "IDIOT! You just did that in broad daylight! With people all around you! Including your friends!" and " I think I'm going to pass out!" was overridden by his need to tease Toudou. It was the only way he could mask his own embarrassment.
"I'll definitely need that ice cream," Toudou croaked with widened violet eyes and searing cheeks.
Makishima's inner self clutched his heart tightly and screamed cuuutteeee, while his outer self squeezed Toudou's cheeks together and leaned forward to kiss his forced fish lips.
“Sounds like a plan,” he huffed happily against Toudou’s mouth.