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Aira was stumped.
Of course, it was Valentine’s Day! No wonder why there were so many couples flocking about the academy. People gave each other gifts, exchanging pleasant words and praises, and gushing over chocolates and sweet kisses.
Hhpm! Well, it’s not like Aira cared that much. He didn’t need a significant other. He was perfectly fine without a partner. Though it was hard to cover the loneliness he felt in his chest when he watched another couple pass him.
He was idol for goodness sake! He needed to get a grip!
Fortunately, Aira had a dance practice meeting with Blanco. They were planning a short Valentine's concert for the special occasion.
Just as he opened the door, he froze before entering. Tori was smiling, and Tsukasa was also there, holding a bouquet and a box of chocolates for the pink-haired male.
“Thank you, Tsu!” Tori exclaimed, gushing bashfully after giving the male a peck on the cheek.
“No problem, your Majesty,” Tsukasa mumbled as he pulled Tori into an embrace.
Aira quietly shut the door behind him. He sighed to himself as he decided that practice won’t be happening for a long while. Just as he turned the corner, he slammed into Hajime. The blue-haired male went tumbling, spilling his box of chocolates in the process.
“Oh no! These were for Subaru! He’s going to be so sad.” Hajime whined, frantically running to pick up the box and leftover chocolates.
“I’m sorry, Hajime. I didn't see you there.” Aira apologized, awkwardly scratching his cheek before kneeling to help pick up the dirtied treats.
“It’s alright! I have another batch. So I'm good!” Hajime explained, bowing to say goodbye, and running off in the opposite direction.
Aira stood there a little speechless until he felt a droplet land on his cheek. He touched his face which was suddenly covered in tears. Aira gasped before he quickly tried to wipe the tears away, which only caused them to fall faster.
“Aira!”
The said male turned to the voice.
Hiiro ran up to him, a little out of breath and panting. Aira quieted down his sniffles and dug his face into his sweatshirt to hide his red cheeks.
“What is it?” He mumbled through his shirt and Hiiro began to dig into his dance hoodie pocket.
“Give me your hand.” Aira complied and placed his palm into Hiiro’s. He pulled out a Hershey candy bar, a single bar that was crumpled and starting to melt.
It was so bad it made Aira sob.
Hiiro was taken aback by the blonde’s cries which grew louder when he retracted his hand. “I’m sorry, Aira.” He muttered apologetically, Aira shook his head.
“It’s- It’s not you.” He managed to stutter out before another sob came out of his throat.
“I-What? Aira-“
“Please hold me, Hiro.”
Hiiro didn’t waste any time before he wrapped his hands around Aira’s waist and rubbed his back as a means of comforting him.
Which worked, Aira’s cries came to a halt, and before he knew it. He has also wrapped his around Hiiro’s neck and melted in the other’s warm embrace.
After what felt like a couple of seconds but what was minutes, Aira backed away a little but kept his hands around Hiiro’s neck.
“Thank you, Hiro.” He thanked, a smile overtaking his face. Hiiro blushed at the blonde’s words. “Really? I thought it was not good enough. I wanted to give you flowers but the shop ran out of them and-“
Aira cut the male off with a chuckle which turned into a full out belly-laugh that caused him to clutch his stomach in pain. Hiiro soon joined and the two were in a fit of giggles.
After calming down, Hiiro leaned forward and bumped his nose over Aira’s. His eyes flickered to his lips and then his eyes.
“Can I kiss you, Aira?”
Aira gulped, blush dotting his cheeks before he frantically nodded. Hiiro smiled before he closed the small space between them with a kiss.
Aira could taste all the chocolate in the world, but nothing could compare to Hiiro’s lips. He tasted like extra-sweetened chocolate and smelled like freshly baked cookies. And when Hiiro tilted his head at the right angle…
Aira felt like he was floating.
When they pulled apart. Aira pouted at the loss of contact and Hiiro giggled at his eagerness. He grabbed the blonde’s hand, placing a kiss on his knuckles before placing the chocolate bar.
“Happy Valentine’s day, Aira.” Aira smiled, taking the present and pecking the auburn-haired cheek, entwining their hands in the process.
And for once, Aira believed it was okay to be selfish for one day.