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Tatsuya lay down on Hiroto’s sofa with his phone in his hand. Dark circles lined his lower eyelids. His eyes no longer held his signature childish enthusiasm.
Hiroto looked at Tatsuya with concern. According to Midorikawa, Tatsuya had barely slept and was addicted to a new mobile game. Midorikawa had been unsuccessful in prying the phone away from Tatsuya. Apparently, Tatsuya had picked up the game during the 2 days when Hiroto was away with Hitomiko nee-san to attend a distant relative’s wedding.
“Are you going to keep playing that?”, Hiroto asked, concerned.
“Ok”, Tatsuya replied.
In the last 2 days, Tatsuya had realized “Ok” was the best response to any question. It worked best and people generally left him alone if he said “Ok”.
“Tatsuya?”, Hiroto asked, worried. Tatsuya did not reply.
“Oi, TATSUYAAA...”, Hiroto raised his voice.
Tatsuya paused the game he was playing and looked up at Hiroto unenthusiastically.
“What?”, Tatsuya asked, irritated at being interrupted.
“Are you going to keep playing that?”, Hiroto asked, annoyed.
“Yes”, Tatsuya replied as if that cleared things up and returned to the game.
“Leave that stupid thing and come practice soccer with me”, Hiroto commanded.
“Ok”, Tatsuya replied, but made no move to get up from the sofa.
“TATSUYAAA...”, Hiroto yelled again, annoyed.
“What?”, Tatsuya asked, equally annoyed.
“I said, leave that and come practice soccer with me”
“Not now... go practice with Reina. She was looking for you to try a new move”, Tatsuya added.
“That was weeks ago”, Hiroto replied astounded.
“Ok”, Tatsuya replied, returning to the game.
“Are you kidding me?”, Hiroto asked, pissed.
“Ok”, came Tatsuya’s standard reply.
“It’s like you have turned into a robot that says Ok to everything”, Hiroto growled.
“Ok”, Tatsuya replied.
Hiroto couldn’t believe what was happening. He raised his eyebrows in amusement, a smirk appeared on his face. This could be fun.
If Tatsuya was going to say “Ok” to everything, maybe he could get away with somethings.
Hiroto took out his phone and pressed the record button. He said, “Oi, I don’t want to buy medical supplies with Saginuma. He doesn’t shut up”,
“Ok”, Tatsuya’s reply came as expected. Hiroto gleamed at the win.
He pressed the record button again and asked, “Can I have the cake you got Midorikawa?”
“Ok”, Tatsuya responded, lost in the game. Hiroto smiled smugly.
Hiroto waited long enough before turning on the record button again and asking, “Can Nagumo replace you as Eisei’s captain?”
“Ok”, Tatsuya responded, still engrossed in his game. Hiroto smirked. He could put Tatsuya through hell with that.
Hiroto waited again before pressing the record button and asking, “Can I sell your motorbike?”, Hiroto asked, his eyes scheming.
“Ok”, Tatsuya responded, not really paying attention. Hiroto gleamed at the recording.
Hiroto glowed evilly. Maybe it was time to step things up.
Hiroto was getting a new line of ideas. He took a minute to get his thoughts in order.
“I am going to lick your ass”, Hiroto stated, not too loud, but loud enough for Tatsuya to hear.
“Ok”, Tatsuya responded as usual. But something about what Hiroto said caught Tatsuya’s attention. Did Hiroto just say - lick your ass ???
“Wait... What did you just say?”, Tatsuya asked, his head raised from the phone screen, his eyes wide.
“I said I am going to kick your ass”, Hiroto replied, trying to look as upset as possible. “You have been playing that stupid game ever since I got back”.
“Oh... Yeah... That makes sense... I thought... Never mind”, Tatsuya said, shaking his head.
“What?”, Hiroto asked, popping his strawberry bubblegum.
“Never mind”, Tatsuya replied, his face blushing slightly.
Tatsuya disappeared behind his phone screen, lost in his game.
“At this rate, I am going to kiss you”, Hiroto said, smiling deviously.
“Ok”, Tatsuya replied before realizing what he had just heard. Did Hiroto just say - kiss ???
“What did you just say?”, Tatsuya asked, his eyes, trying to find Hiroto’s.
“I said, at this rate, I am going to kill you”, Hiroto repeated, huffing angrily.
“Oh... I thought... I heard... something else”, Tatsuya replied, his cheeks turning pink.
“What did you hear?”, Hiroto asked curiously.
“Never mind”, Tatsuya replied, blushing profusely.
“Tatsuya, are you ok? You look red. Are you having a fever or something?”, Hiroto asked, getting up from his bed, trying to take Tatsuya's temperature.
“No... I'm ok... It’s ok”, Tatsuya replied, pushing Hiroto’s hand away from his forehead, but still turning redder by the minute.
Unable to face Hiroto, Tatsuya returned to the game.
Hiroto was starting to enjoy messing with Tatsuya’s head. He returned to his bed, smirking.
He let Tatsuya get engrossed in the game again, waiting for the right moment.
“Tatsuya, do you want to get fucked?”, Hiroto asked, working really hard to maintain a poker face.
“What?”, Tatsuya asked, his eyes popping out of his skull. Since the last conversation, he wasn’t able to pay any attention to the game. This time, he was sure of what he thought he heard.
“I asked you if you want to get tucked? You look like you have a fever and I thought, maybe you could use a blanket”, Hiroto replied, trying to sound as innocent as possible.
“Oh”, Tatsuya replied, feeling as stupid as a sloth.
“Tatsuya, is everything alright? You have been asking me to repeat everything I say for the last hour... I am concerned”, Hiroto replied, getting up from his bed once again, grabbing a blanket.
“Maybe it’s time to stop playing that mobile game. You have been playing it non stop for 3 days. Get some shut eye”, Hiroto suggested, gingerly taking the phone away from Tatsuya’s hand.
Tatsuya did not protest. “I think I’m losing it. Please delete that game from my phone. Don’t ever let me download it again”, Tatsuya replied, turning around on the sofa, hiding his face under the cushion.
Hiroto brushed Tatsuya’s bright red cheeks. He gently tucked Tatsuya under the blanket before returning to his bed, headsets plugged in, loud music blaring, blowing another strawberry bubblegum bubble.