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Oh, My, My, My

Summary:

Threee tales about the three childhood friends to lovers couples in the HQ universe.

Notes:

Day 1: Taylor Swift - Mary's Song.

Chapter 1: Just two kids, you and I

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”W-what should we do now, Hajime-chan? The ball’s sucked!” Tooru whimpered, pointing at said ball between the branches of their backyard tree.

”Why should I know, dumbass? You were the one who spiked it up there,” Hajime barked back and Tooru’s lower lip wobbled.

”Hajime-chan, you are such a meanie!” He protested and Hajime rolled his eyes.

”Stop being a crybaby! You are already ten for fuck’s sake,” he said and Tooru gasped, hearing the swear leaving his best friend’s lips.

”I had no idea you knew such unattractive words, Hajime-chan,” he said with amusement and Hajime rolled his eyes once again.

”Stop using words I don’t understand, Shittykawa!” Hajime grumbled, marching up to the tree. ”I’m getting back the ball,” he announced, but before could start climbing, two arms were wrapped around his waist, holding him in an iron grip.

”You cannot, Hajime-chan!” Tooru protested, looking at the other with teary eyes. ”What if you fall?”

”I’m not a dumbass like you,” Hajime assured him, unwrapping his arms around his waist.

He stepped to the tree and followed by Tooru’s concerned gaze, started climbing. At first, it seemed that everything would be okay. He reached the ball and put it under his left armpit. He heard Tooru cheering and felt his chest swell with pried. As he started to climb down, however, the branch beneath him broke. The next thing he knew that he was sitting on the ground with his butt pulsing with pain.

”Ow!” Hajime mumbled, rubbing his butt with a frown.

”Hajime-chan!” He heard Tooru’s loud shriek and in the next moment, the brown haired boy had his arms around his neck, bawling into his shoulder.

”Stop crying, Dummykawa! I’m okay!” Hajime tried to calm him, patting his back.

”I-I told you it was a bad idea, Hajime-chan!” Tooru sniffled, looking up at him with accusing eyes. ”You should’ve died!” Hajime looked up from when the branch broke down and constated that it wasn’t that high at all.

”You’re exaggerating it,” he said matter-of-factly, to which Tooru pouted. Hajime leaned forward and kissed him on the forehead, making the other child gasp. After leaning back, he smiled at him, gentler than usual. ”I promise, I won’t go where you can’t follow.”