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“Thanks for coming!” the purple head barista called out her goodbyes as Aizou walked outside the café, carrying a cup of coffee and hot chocolate. And a bag of cookies.
It was a lazy Saturday, and Aizou was going to visit his long time friend ever since high school...Yuujirou.
Well, you could call them long time best friends now, in some way.
Their first meeting wasn't really the best.
Aizou just got done showering and was about to walk to his room, but the moment he opened the door, he was greeted by the most unexpected sight.
A boy stood there in front of him, wide-eyed. Blue hair and blue eyes. Up closer inspection, it seemed like he likely taller than him. Aizou's eyes flickered to the bag he was holding.
They stared at each other for a moment.
“You're...” the boy started.
“Err,” did he knew Aizou? The blonde doubt so.
That, however, was not the case.
“...kinda ugly.”
One of the blonde's veins popped.
Well, of course, after that, they had hated each other for quite some time, constantly fighting a lot but not on the dinner table, where Aizou's brother was setting food. Eventually, they did make up, after Aizou coincidentally saw Yuujirou crying on a playground swing. He made an effort to be nice to Yuujirou, and the boy returned the favor after a while.
It was in high school that Aizou started to have feelings for him...and he took it to college, because they never disappeared.
But his feelings were never reciprocated.
Well, anyways...
Aizou sighed. “This semester's a drag…”
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Yuujirou hummed as he finished his newest piece for their project. It looked perfect.
His phone pinged, and he opened it. There was a new text message from Aizou.
Aizou
I'll be there in a few.
Yuujirou typed back.
You
Did you bring my cookies and hot chocolate?
Aizou
Take a guess
You
Nevermind.
Aizou
Pfff yeah, I brought them
Yuujirou huffed and closed his phone, heading over to the couch.
He picked up his sketchbook and opened it, eyes softening upon seeing the drawings. The person he liked ever since his first year of college. Kaidou Asuka. He grabbed his pencil and started drawing on the next page.
Few minutes later, he felt a tap on his back.
Yuujirou looked up and met brown eyes, he startled back. “Aizou!” he yelled, pressing his sketchbook right to his chest. For a moment, he noticed a tint of bitterness in the blonde's eyes. It quickly disappeared.
Aizou grinned and offered him his chocolate drink and cookies. “I told you I'd be here in a few, didn't I?”
“You should've knocked.” Yuujirou muttered, taking the drink and biscuits. “Thanks.”
Aizou sat beside him, taking a sip on his coffee. “Did you finish your piece?”
Yuujirou proudly smiled and pointed to his finished artwork.
“Oh, wow.” Aizou looked stunned. “It looks amazing.”
“But of course,” Yuujirou beamed and took a bite of his cookie.
“Hey, Yuujirou.”
“Yes?”
“Draw me.”
Yuujirou shot him a confused look. “What?”
“Just do it.” Aizou insisted.
“Eh?” he sounded completely baffled. “I don't wanna…”
“What? Just draw me!” Aizou raised his voice, getting close to Yuujirou's face. He could see the seriousness in the blonde's face. Yuujirou blinked, surprised.
“F-fine, I can draw you later th–”
“No way, I want you to draw me now.” Aizou's brows furrowed.
Yuujirou hesitated, then sighed and pushed Aizou's face away with his cup. “I get it, I get it, get your face away from me. Sit there.”
Aizou set his cup down on the table and sat in front of the boy on the couch. Yuujirou set his drink aside and got out his sketchbook. He flipped over the pages until he got a blank page.
“There. Don't move.” Yuujirou measured the other with a pencil. “Smile a bit.”
Aizou let out a small smile.
He started drawing the blonde.
When Yuujirou looked up at him, Aizou's smile was no longer there but...there was something in his eyes. Determination?
Yuujirou pushed his thoughts away and continued drawing.
After a moment, Yuujirou stared at his work in process, then back at the blonde's face.
...huh?
Yuujirou blinked. He paused drawing.
Shining blonde hair, melted chocolate eyes...
Did he...always look like this?
Yuujirou felt his face heat up for some reason.
“Is it done yet?”
Yuujirou jumped, he kicked Aizou. “Don't move!” he hissed, wishing for his blush to not be visible.
W-why am I getting nervous for no reason?
He shook his head and got back to drawing.
It's all in your head!
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Yuujirou was looking through his sketches of Asuka that afternoon. He somehow managed to sketch him as while in class.
He really is handsome...
Then, Yuujirou flipped to the next page. He paused.
It was his sketch of Aizou a while ago.
He stared at it.
“He didn't even smile.” Yuujirou huffed out a laugh, “How unpleasant.”
The sketch looked cute, Yuujirou thought.
The boy let out a soft smile. He should probably draw Aizou more often.