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Yuuta lifted his head from his brother's shoulder to glance behind him, as he heard the sound of footsteps. Tilting his head slightly, he shifted his gaze around Kaname, eyes squinting slightly to look past the approaching teen.
“Kaname,” he mumbled slowly, “where's Shun? I thought he went with you.”
The raven haired boy shrugged slightly, stabbing his straw into the box of oolong tea, “Some third year asked him to go to the gym with him. He said to go on without him, so-” Kaname stopped speaking abruptly as his tea was yanked from his grip, gaping at his empty hand before turning to shriek at Yuuki.
Sighing softly, Yuuta pushed himself up from the ground and began to walk towards the roof door. Calling out his intention to go find Shun, he left the group, vaguely listening to Yuuki's monotone complaints about Kaname 'flashing his money around' and Kaname's screamed responses.
Running his fingers through his hair, Yuuta strolled casually to the gym. He knew that Shun was probably perfectly able to take care of himself, but his fellow second year's innate innocence gave the twin a deep rooted urge to protect Shun, and he needed to make sure Shun hadn't gotten himself into any difficult situations. The pink haired boy had always clung to Yuuta, since all the way back to kindergarten and Yuuta had grown used to watching out for him to the point where it was ingrained into his daily habits, almost as much as taking care of Yuuki was.
Rounding the corner of the gym, he took in the scene in front of him. Shun was smiling politely at the tall, muscled, third year stood before him, his head tilted slightly to the side, and Yuuta could just about hear him asking his senpai why he'd asked him there in his usual, soft voice. A sense of relief washed over Yuuta, Shun seemed okay. Turning around to give them more privacy, Yuuta took a step forward and-
“I-I love you!”
Yuuta's mouth fell open, his stomach twisting uncomfortably. Spinning back around, he stared at the pair, his stomach still clenching. He watched them, gaze locked on Shun, waiting for his repsonse.
Shun had paled entirely, his mouth hung open in shock. Stuttering out a few jumbled words, he fell backwards slightly, knocking into the wall behind him.
“I love you, Matsuoka-kun. I-I have done since I saw you at your first year opening ceremony.” The senpai looked at the ground, a light blush spreading across his cheeks, “A-And I-I was wondering if you would go out with me!” The final sentence was yelled out, the senpai staring at Shun with determination, fists clenched and face flaming red.
Shun stared up at the older teen in a daze, his mind racing as he tried to come up with a response. He didn't know him! He'd never even seen the senpai before! His throat clenched as he stuttered more words out. The senpai simply watched him, refusing to leave until he heard Shun's response. Glancing to his feet, Shun felt a surge of guilt rush through him.
“I-I-” He took in a deep breath, steadied himself, and looked to the older boy before him, “I'm sorry senpai, but I can't accept your confession. I-”
The third year stumbled back in shock, “Eh?! But why not? Are you with someone? Is that why you can't accept me?” He surged forwards with each step, staring down at Shun with something akin to anger in his eyes. “Well?” He demanded, “Who is it?”
Shun blanched, pushing himself back against the wall to get away from the upperclassman looming over him. He startled slightly at the sound of footsteps coming towards them, turning his head, he let out a small gasp. “Yu- Yuuta-kun?” The twin stalked towards them as the senpai flinched back in surprise.
“Yuuta? Asaba Yuuta?” He asked, “Asaba Yuuta is your boyfriend?”
Shun turned towards the senpai in shock, about to retract his statement when a firm hand grabbed his arm and pulled him away from the third year.
“Excuse me, may I borrow Shun here for a moment, Senpai?” Yuuta questioned, not waiting for a response before he dragged Shun away, barely registering the frustrated calls of the senpai behind them.
They eventually stopped at the juice machines, Yuuta turning to Shun and inspecting the pink-haired teen's wrist.
“Did I pull you too hard?” he said gently, rubbing his thumb over the slightly red skin. He looked up at Shun, taking in the distressed look on his face and the resolute way Shun refused to look him directly in the eyes.
“Shun...” he said slowly, stepping back slightly to give the other teen some room, “Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?”
Shun finally looked up at Yuuta, guilt lacing his eyes, “I...” he started, words clogging slightly in his throat, “He...”
Yuuta watched him carefully, knowing not to push Shun and that he would speak in his own time.
“Before you dragged me off,” Shun's soft voice whispered out, “I accidentally said you were my boyfriend, and I never got to say it wasn't true. I'm so sorry Yuuta-kun, I'm really sorry I'll tell him right away that it's false!”
A deep blush spread across Shun's face, tinting the tips of his ears pink as his gaze returned to the floor, head bowed in guily.
Looking down at Shun, Yuuta thought over the new information. When he'd seen the older teen begin to get aggressive he hadn't paid much attention to what was being said, simply going on instinct to get Shun out of there as soon as possible.
Taking in the guilt-laced face before him, Yuuta lifted his hand and gently patted Shun on the head.
“There, there,” he said softly, “It's okay.” He looked over Shun's head for a moment as a thought made it's way into his head. “I have a feeling,” he began, his eyes meeting Shun's, “that if you tell that sempai what you said was a lie, he'll just keep trying to force you to be with him.”
A small look of fear flashed in Shun's eyes as he remembered the way the sempai pushed him back into the wall and he let out an involuntary squeak.
Calming slightly as he felt Yuuta's large hand pat him gently on the head again, he let a small sigh escape him, “What am I going to do, Yuuta-kun?” he asked quietly, leaning into the sandy-haired boy's touch.
Watching the teen stood in front of him, Yuuta felt his stomach twist in a not-unpleasant way as it so often did around Shun. “We keep it going.” he said suddenly, hand dropping from Shun's head.
“Eh?!” Shun stared at Yuuta, confusion clouding his expression, “What do you mean Yuuta-kun?”
“We keep it going.” Yuuta said firmly, “Until this guy gives up, I'll pretend to be your boyfriend.”
He pretends that he doesn't feel the way his heart jumps at the bright, thankful smile Shun gives him.