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When Takao bounced into his classroom (before the bell for once), the first thing he noticed was the rather conspicuous absence of a lucky item on a certain green-haired teammate's desk. The second thing he noticed was the owner of said desk sitting uncharacteristically hunched over and looking abjectly miserable.
"Shin-chan?" he asked uncertainly.
When that received no response, he poked Midorima in the shoulder. Said tactic was usually a surefire way to get the tsundere's attention. Instead of his normal acerbic comments though, Midorima just gave Takao a half-hearted glare before returning to staring dejectedly at his desk.
"Umm, Shin-chan, what's wrong?" Takao asked, still poking his teammate.
Rather than respond, Midorima handed his phone to Takao. Onscreen was the day's Oha Asa horoscope. Takao read through it, and then doubled over laughing when he reached what was most certainly the cause of Shin-chan's current predicament.
"Shin-chan…," he began when he finally caught his breath.
"Don't. Say. It," Midorima hissed.
"…the only thing that can make you lucky is you!"
Midorima hissed again and snatched his phone back from Takao before curling himself into an even tighter ball until only the top of his head was visible.
Takao knew he wasn't supposed to tease his teammate, but it was just too easy, and Shin-chan's ears did turn such an interesting shade of red.