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TUESDAY, FIRST PERIOD

“So how the fuck are we gonna do this…” grumbled Fukase.

Len sighed and pushed the computer out of the way. “I don’t know, God I fucking hate English class,” he groaned.

“Oh come on, it’s not that bad!” Fukase slapped his shoulder. “You need to stop being such a pussy when it comes to schoolwork, working with me is NOT that hard, bro.”

“It is when you’re such a dickhead all the time!” Len muttered, rubbing his shoulder where Fukase had slapped it and he scowled at him.

The teacher then came over.

“Are you boys working or chatting?”
She asked in English.

“We’re working miss!” Len said back, Fukase just muttered “Yeah we’re working…”

“Good, I know you two aren’t best friends but I need you to get this done. Remember this is worth 20% of your grade.” She said, then walked away.

As soon as she left, Len switched back to Japanese, their first language.
“Okay, what about this- you do all the work, and I’ll do your next math test for you.”

“Hell no! I’m not gonna let you fuck up my math for me just so you don’t gotta do shit right now!”

“Fuck,” Len muttered. “So what do we gotta do, make a PowerPoint about English-speaking countries? In English??? Fuck me, I only know like, three words.” He groaned.

Fukase rolled his eyes. “How the fuck do you not know anything? You’ve been in the English program since you got into school??”

“Shut your bitch-ass up, Fuckass-!”

Fukase’s blind eye twitched, he looked livid. He spoke in a dangerous low voice: “Call me that again, motherfucker, and I’ll fuck you up so bad even the hospital can’t save you.”

Len smirked and winked at him. “Is that a threat or a promise, darling~?”

Fukase gave him a disgusted look. “I said fuck you UP, you pervert!”

“Ah well I bet you couldn’t even leave a bruise on me,” Len said confidently. “You wouldn’t, not with everyone in the class watching~”

Fukase kicked his leg under the desk. “Shut the fuck up, I could if I wanted to!”

“Len! Fukase! Is there a problem?” The teacher hissed from the front of the class. Everyone in the class turned to look at them.

Len sighed. “No miss…”

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TUESDAY, LUNCH

Len sipped his banana milk as his sisters gossiped. He couldn’t care less about what they were talking about; he just needed someone to sit with during lunch so he wouldn’t look friendless.

That didn’t make it any less painful, though.

“Ohhh my God, so Ruko’s boyfriend-“

“They have a boyfriend now? I thought they wanted to stay single.”

“Well, they still technically ARE single, but like he’s hanging out with Ruko all the time, everyone ships them.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Yeah. Anyway, so I was talking to him yesterday and he said-“

Len was almost glad to see Fukase walk up to him and place his hand on the table.

“Hey, Kagamine.”

Len leaned back and crossed his arms. “Fuckass.”

“I told you not to call me that…”

“And I didn’t listen. What the fuck do you want?”
Len’s sisters even stopped talking so they could listen to Fukase and Len.

“I just want to work on the English project,” Fukase muttered. “Can you come over tonight and help me work on it?”

Len was confused. “…You WANT to work on a school project? Are you fucking insane??”

Fukase rolled his eyes. “I just want to get it over with before suddenly we’re three months behind, you dumbass. You know?”

Len sighed, and noticed his sisters were looking between both of them with wide eyes, then giggling and whispering to each other. He sighed again.

“…Fine, when are you free?” He asked.

“Uh… tonight, and then I’m not free until the weekend, soooo…”

Len inhaled sharply through his teeth. “Ooo, shit, I’m not free until Thursday.”

Fukase narrowed his eyes. “Well, make some time. I’m not getting a shit grade just because you ‘don’t want to do the work’.”

Len felt a flare of irritation in his chest. “That’s not why I-“

Just then Len’s twin sister Rin interrupted.

“We have to go run some errands today and tomorrow, so that can’t be helped. Why don’t you guys just work on it during class time?”

Fukase glared at her for a minute. “…Fine.”

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WEDNESDAY, LUNCH

“So, Fukase, I hear you’re paired with that banana twink in your English class,” vFlower commented, stirring their straw in their Diet Coke.

Fukase sighed and took a sip of his own coffee. “Yeah. It’s a pain though, it looks like he doesn’t want to do shit.”

Piko gasped and covered Oliver’s ears. The small twelve-year-old squawked indignantly. “Hey! Language in front of the child!” Piko reprimanded Fukase.

“Shut the fuck up Piko,” Oliver piped up. Fukase and vFlower were startled into laughing.

The four of them were at a small café that they usually go to for lunch. Even though they were all in different grades, they were all friends for some reason.
vFlower was a senior, 17, and Fukase’s sibling.
Fukase himself was a sophomore and 15, but had been held back in several classes so he was practically a freshman.
Piko was 16 and a junior, and joined the two because he was vFlower’s ex that they thought was a girl, but was fun enough to hang out with that they kept him around.
And Oliver was in grade 7. Nobody knows how he joined their friend group, he just kinda showed up one day, some random kid from England, and they all liked hanging around him for some reason.

Probably cause he was fun to tease.

“But seriously, I hate being paired with him.” Fukase complained, still talking about Len. “He’s an annoying bitch for no reason, and I just know he’s gonna make me do all the work. I can’t afford to be held back again!”

vFlower thought for a bit. “Why don’t you try being his friend?”

Fukase laughed. “You haven’t met him, sis. He’s, like, the most annoying kid I’ve ever met.”

“It should not hurt, though,” Piko commented. “If you two are friends, then it would be easier to work together, right?”

“Oh! And maybe he can be your boyfriend!” Oliver chirped. Fukase blushed and rolled his eyes.

“Oli, what? And that’s gross! Just because I like guys doesn’t mean I like HIM. I mean, who would…”

vFlower suddenly seemed to remember something. “Oh, what’s his last name again? It’s Kagamine, right?”

Fukase nodded.

“Then wouldn’t that be a little weird if you started dating him, considering his sister’s my girlfriend?”

Fukase stared at them for a long moment.

“…Your what?!”

vFlower blinked at him. “Oh, didn’t I tell you? His older sister and I started going out last week. Hm, now I’m thinking about it it’s not THAT weird…”

Fukase buried his head in his hands. “V, you should really tell me when you’re going out with someone, especially if I know her fucking brother…”

Piko tilted his head at Fukase. “Why should they? Unless you are planning to date him yourself.”

Fukase blushed. “Wha- I- no I’m not!! It’s just… a little weird now.”

“Fuka has a cruuush, Fuka has a cruuush~” Oliver teased.

Fukase glared at him. “Say that one more time, Oli, and I’ll slap you so hard it’ll send your tea-sipping ass back to England.”

“Shutting up now~” Oliver said cheerfully.

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THURSDAY, AFTER SCHOOL

“Len! Hurry up already!” Len’s older sister called from downstairs.

Len groaned. “I’m coming! Jesus!”

He threw on his favourite oversized white t-shirt and some shorts, then grabbed a few other necessities- his wallet, his phone, his headphones, some gum, you know- and stepped out of his room and ran downstairs, to where his sisters were tapping their feet impatiently.

“There you are,” his oldest sister Miku scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Come on, I don’t want to be late.”

“Yeah, yeah…” Len muttered, then flipped her off. Rin bowed theatrically and let him outside first. Len just rolled his eyes and stepped into the outside air.

This was stupid. Why did he have to come along on this stupid date?! Rin and Len were old enough to be by themselves for a few hours, even with their parents at work and their aunt out of town.

At least Rin seemed excited.

Oh, right, Len remembered. That’s only because she has a crush on Miku’s girlfriend, even though they’re much too old for Rin…

He sighed. Rin had a habit of falling for legal adults, even though she was only 14 and couldn’t possibly have a chance with any of them. Even Miku’s girlfriend is almost an adult at 17 and a half, but Miku insisted it was okay since she’s 16 and it’s only a one-year age gap.

Anyway.

Miku was dragging her younger twin siblings on this STUPID date with her STUPID girlfriend for some STUPID reason.

Probably cause she didn’t want to be alone, and it would be awkward.

But Len didn’t want to watch Miku and her girlfriend make out for like five hours! That’s disgusting!

But he could do nothing but get in the car and wait.
At least he got the backseat to himself, since Rin got the passenger seat. He was fine with that. This meant Rin wouldn’t be poking him every five seconds.

Ow.

Never mind…

“Hey, do you even know where we’re going?” Rin hissed, turning her body around to face Len.

“No? And why should I care…”

Rin rolled her eyes. “Because with that tiny wallet, you won’t be able to do jackshit. We’re going to the mall.”

Len groaned loudly and banged his head on the driver’s seat in front of him. He hated going to the mall…

Len didn’t realize he didn’t know Miku’s girlfriend’s name or what they looked like until Miku parked in the parking lot of the mall, scanning around for her girlfriend.

“Hey, tell me if you guys see them, okay?” She requested.
Rin and Len exchanged glances, but just then, a tall white-haired man with purple highlights approached the car and wrapped an arm around Miku.

“Hey, babe~”

Oh no, he’s gonna try to hit on Miku, isn’t he? Len worried. I’ve got to stop him…

“Oh, sorry sir,” he said to the man. “My sister here actually has a girlfriend, so if you could kindly fuck off, that’d be great thanks~”

Rin shot Len a glare and drew a line across her neck. The man gave Len a startled look, and Miku laughed. “Len, this IS my girlfriend. This is vFlower.”

“Ayy, nice to meet you, I guess…” vFlower chuckled, rubbing the back of their neck.

Len turned bright red and hid his face in embarrassment. So much for a good first impression… “A-ah… I’m sorry-“

“So, who’re these?” vFlower gestured to Len and Rin.

“Oh, those are my younger twin siblings.” Miku explained. “Our parents are at work right now, and I can’t leave them alone, so I brought them with me… sorry, is that okay? I should have asked first…”

Rin stuck her head out of the car and stared at vFlower. “H-hi, I’m Rin…” she mumbled, her face a little pink. Len scoffed quietly at that and Rin glared at him again.

“Ah, nice to meet you Rin. And nah, it’s okay.” vFlower said to Miku. “Looks like we had the same idea…”

Before Len could ask what, they gesture to their own car with their fingers, and the colour drained out of Len’s face as he noticed who was approaching their car…

It was a boy a little older than Len with bright red hair in a medium-length wolf cut, a large scar covering half his otherwise-handsome face, and piercingly red eyes. He had a slim, twinkish build, although he was a little more muscular than Len. He was wearing some kind of black vest over a white long-sleeve shirt with some black pants and a black ribbon around his neck.

Len knew this face all too well.

His fists clenched as the boy spoke.

“Hey, V.” Fukase said. “What do you need?”

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THURSDAY, AFTER SCHOOL

Fukase noticed Len in the car behind his sister and their girlfriend, but he just narrowed his eyes at him and didn’t say anything.

Fucking banana twink smh…

“Fukase, we want you to come shopping with us.” vFlower explained, and Fukase’s face fell.

“What?! But I… I need to do my English work-! It’s due the Monday after next, you know, that gives up practically no time…”

vFlower rolled their eyes and threw him his wallet. “You’ll have plenty of time. You’re coming whether you like it or not.”

Fukase groaned and glared at Len. He didn’t want to spend the whole day with this loser…

“So! Let’s go everybody~!” The blue-haired girl who looked nothing like Rin or Len exclaimed, and Fukase watched Rin get out of the car, just staring at vFlower while trying not to make it look like she was staring at vFlower.

Fukase sighed. V’s got two people who have fallen for them, while so far he’s got no bitches whatsoever?!

“Fine, let’s get this over with…” Len grumbled, and stepped out of the car as well.

Their first stop was a boring-ass clothing store.

Rin’s eyes widened and she raced inside, immediately going to look at… some kind of shirt?? Len wasn’t sure.

“Ohhh, my gosh, Len! Wouldn’t this look AMAZING with that one skirt I have?” She exclaimed, holding up some kind of white sleeveless crop top.

Len shrugged and kept looking through the hoodies. “I guess…”

Fukase snuck a glance at the shirt Rin was holding up, then commented-

“Maybe if you wore a kind of sweater- like you know, the kind that’s pretty much just the sleeves and cut off about here?” He traced a line across his chest. “If you wore a white one overtop it, then get a black version of the shirt you’re holding up, I think that’d look pretty good.”

Rin’s eyes widened, clearly not expecting this kind of advice from Fukase. She went to a nearby rack and pulled out one of the short sweater things Fukase had mentioned, then stepped in front of a mirror and placed the shirts in front of her body.

“Oh my God…” she murmured. “Thank you so much Fukase! Yes this would look nice…”

She went over to the cash register while Len stared at Fukase.

Fukase eventually noticed Len’s gaze and gave him a weird look.

“The fuck do you want?”

“You never told me you were so good at fashion or whatever-!”

Fukase scoffed. “Do I gotta tell you everything? You’re my partner for a stupid class project, not my friend, dumbass.”

“Y-yes- well-“ Len trailed off, then shook his head. “I just… didn’t peg you as the kind of person who’d be into that.”

“You make it sound like you’re talking about a weird fetish. It’s just clothes, it’s not that deep bro.”

Now the five of them entered Spencer’s, a place Len had never been to before but had heard a lot about it, especially… The Back. *insert dramatic music here*

But he just stared at the entrance to the store, the dildos and other objects someone his age should not be allowed to even look at clearly nowhere near the back.

“The fuck-? Is this the entire store now?!” He exclaimed, staring at a card game that had something to do with sex positions while Miku snickered and pulled vFlower to the side to look at something, which left Len, Rin, and Fukase alone again.

“I guess so. It was a lot different last time I was here-“ Rin scowled at something that Len didn’t know, and didn’t WANT to know what it was.

Fukase just chuckled. “Oh c’mon, it’s not that bad here. Don’t tell me y’all are pussies.”

“I’m not, it’s just… a little uncomfortable when you’re here with your brother and sister,” Rin explained.

“Well I think it’s fucking hilarious. I’m gonna go look at the pictures on the outfits and see if they censored their tits or not-!” Len snickered and raced to a wall, examining the outfit packaging.

Fukase decided there’s nothing better to do and followed him while Rin looked at some piercings.

“Awh shit, they blurred it..” Len grumbled.

Fukase examined a mug on the shelf behind him that had a wiggling dick sticking out of it. “You sound awfully disappointed. You wanna see tits yourself? Just look ‘em up.”

“I can’t,” Len admitted. “I… I have parental controls on my phone…”

Fukase turned around to face him, and Len winced, preparing him to laugh, but Fukase just raised an eyebrow.

“Seriously? Parental controls on your phone, at 14? The fuck did you do to make your parents not trust you??”

Len smiled, not expecting this. “I know right! I mean, I order 57 dishwashers off my mom’s Amazon ONCE, and they suddenly don’t trust me with electronics anymore? I didn’t even get a phone until my 14th birthday…”

Fukase whistled. “Damn, I’m sorry, bro. At least it wasn’t as bad as vFlower- they only got their first phone when they turned 16.”

Len smiled. It seemed like Fukase wasn’t so bad after all…

The two of them were talking and laughing for a while. They seemed to be really getting along, surprisingly, before—

“Excuse me, but if you and your boyfriend aren’t buying anything, then I’m going to have to ask you to leave,” an employee spoke up, staring at Len and Fukase. “There are other people in the store who want to get through and you’re blocking the way.”

“Boyfriend…?” Len murmured. “Oh, no we’re not-“

“Yep, okay, my boyfriend and I’ll move. Come on, babe,”

Fukase took Len’s hand and led him through the aisles and out of the store, where their sisters were blinking at them in confusion. Len blushed at the pet name and lets out a squawk of objection, but doesn’t really try to stop him.

“Where were you two hiding?!” vFlower scolded them when they left the store. “We were looking for you guys for 15 minutes!”

“What how, we were in the same spot and it’s not a very big store…” Fukase muttered. Miku just rolled her eyes and just walked away, Rin and vFlower following her.

It’s a bit before Fukase noticed Len’s face was still red.
“Uh… you ok?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah- why did you say I was your boyfriend though-??”

“I don’t know. Just didn’t want to go through the trouble of explaining we’re not dating and in fact barely tolerate each other.”

Len smiled and nudged Fukase. “I dunno, I don’t think you’re that bad~”

Fukase laughed. “Hey thanks banana boy… I suppose you’re not that bad either.”

Len blinked. “‘Banana boy’?” He then got a mischievous look on his face and leaned into Fukase. “Does that mean I can call you Fuckass?”

Fukase has to physically refrain himself from smacking Len across the face. “I take it back, you’re as insufferable as before, you stupid pretty boy-“

Len freezed and stared at Fukase’s red face for a whole 20 seconds.

“…Pretty boy?”

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THURSDAY, LUNCH

“So, you free this weekend, sweetheart~?” Fukase tapped Len on the shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts.

It’s a week later at lunchtime, and to most people’s surprise, Len and Fukase actually started tolerating each other and were hanging out all the time. Fukase even got Len to hang out with the rest of his friend group. But because of how Fukase had accidentally called him at the mall before, they’ve started jokingly flirting with each other and they both found it hilarious.

Len raised an eyebrow. “What, why? What are you planning?”

Fukase laughed and sat down across from him, sipping the apple juice he had stolen from the lunch lady without her noticing.

“Nothing, calm down~”

“I don’t trust you when you have that stupid smirk on your face…” Len narrowed his eyes, scooting his food tray a little closer to himself.

“Oh come onnn, I’m not planning anything, I swear! I just wanna know if you wanna come over to my place. To work on the project that’s due on Monday that we have nothing done on.”

The two of them ended up using their English time to goof off and play various Poki games together on the school computers, and so far only have the title on their PowerPoint presentation.

“You… want me over?” Len was surprised. They hadn’t been friends for that long…

“Yeah, sure. My parents are out of town this weekend too, and I heard vFlower was gonna stay with Miku Saturday night anyway, so-“

“Alright, yep, I’m coming. I really don’t want to be in the house with THREE sisters at a time.”

Fukase smiled and rested his cheek on the back of his hand. “vFlower’s not your sister, though, they’re mine.”

Len rolled his eyes. “They’re my sister’s girlfriend, close enough.”

He just then realized something. “Hey, why are you so obsessed with that English work, anyway? You keep bringing it up…”

Fukase blinked and the smile faded from his face. “Oh, I… I don’t know. I guess it’s cause I just really don’t want to be held back again. Yknow how embarrassing it would be to be in a freshman class at 17??”

“Wait, you’re 16??”

“No, I’m 15. But by the end of next school year, I’d be 17…”

“Oh right-“

“So you’re coming home with me after school on Friday, then?” Fukase asked.

“Yeah bro. Uh… we’re not JUST gonna do work right?”

Fukase laughed. “Of course not. I got this whole thing we’re gonna do, it’ll be so cool~”

Len smiled. “I feel like I should be more scared than I am, but okay then.”

“Okay, see you then, babe.” Fukase winked and stood up, going over to join the rest of his friend group’s table across from Len.

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FRIDAY, JUST PAST MIDNIGHT

“And every time I cry, it’s about you… and every time I laugh it’s for you too♪”

Fukase hummed quietly to the song that was blasting through his headphones as he doodled in his sketchbook.

He had been having a headache lately, and he wasn’t entirely sure why. He found listening to music and drawing helped him take his mind off the pain.

He wasn’t entirely sure what to draw, though, so he just started scribbling a human shape on the paper. Maybe it would become one of his OCs.

Len had messaged him earlier that day and told him he couldn’t come over on Friday, but he could show up sometime on Saturday which was fine with Fukase.

“So do your little dance around my room… I know I’m gonna join you soon♪”

He started scribbling the hair, then realized something and frowned at the paper. This looked like…

No, it doesn’t. Stop it, Fukase.

He erased the head and tried again, still humming the words to a new song now.

“He thinks I’m cool, I think he’s cooler, I wish he knew… how cool I think he is♪”

He didn’t even realize he had changed the pronouns to the song.

Wait, it still kind of looked like-? No, it couldn’t be. Fukase HAD been thinking about him a lot recently, ever since he agreed to come over. But why was he drawing him..?

He scratched over the whole thing and started again on the bottom of the page.

It started to take shape, and Fukase paused.

“I’m a fool, I think I’m falling for a friend, what to do♪” his music continued, but Fukase wasn’t singing anymore and instead stared at his art.

Yup. That was definitely Len.

“Fuck it…” Fukase muttered, and decided to just draw Len cause he apparently couldn’t draw anything else.

“Boys making out! Committed to a chick, at your house!” Fukase sung a little louder this time, without noticing. “I couldn’t do that to my friendship, or my future spouse! So I’ll stay quiet and just stare at your mouth! I’m such a fucking piece of—“

He yelped and pulled his headphones down and covered up his art as the door suddenly burst open, and vFlower came through the door.

“Hey, what did I tell you about singing so loud?!” They reprimanded him, crossing their arms.

“Sorry, V… I didn’t notice,” Fukase muttered, and slowly flipped over his sketchbook to hide that he was clearly drawing Len.

vFlower sighed. “That’s fine… just be quieter next time, okay? And maybe you should stop listening to shteppi and Stomach Book. Their lyrics sound depressing…”

“Hey, I can listen to whatever I want! And like you don’t listen to femtanyl and Billie Eilish’s old songs when you’re sad.”

vFlower just rolled their eyes and stormed out of the room.

Fukase let out a sigh of relief and carefully lifted up his sketchbook to look at what he was drawing, and he winced. It had looked so much better while he was actually drawing Len, but now… it didn’t exactly look right. The anatomy was good, and the details were decent, but it didn’t really LOOK like Len. Something was off…

He could feel the headache coming back, and he let out an annoyed growl. This wasn’t working, he needed something else.

He spotted the pack of cigarettes on his bedside table.

Well, it would help for a little bit, anyway.

He grabbed the pack and a lighter and pocketed them, then left his room, his headphones around his neck still playing music.

“I’m going out,” he called to vFlower.

“What? Where are you going?” They demanded, and Fukase sighed.

“Just to the park a block away, I just need some fresh air. I’ll be back soon,” and he unlocked the door and stepped outside.

Once he got to the park, he leaned against the post supporting the slide at the playground. Thankfully, the playground was deserted. Of course it would be at this time of night, 12:30 am on a random Saturday morning.

Fukase reached into his pocket and fished out the packet of cigarettes, then put one in his mouth and lit up.

He exhaled the smoke, watching it fade into the sky. Len had been passing through his thoughts a little more often than he should’ve, Fukase had noticed. Sure, they were friends now, but Fukase was pretty sure this wasn’t normal-

He took another drag as he watched a blond teen run across the street, and his heart skipped a beat as he thought he recognized Len. However, the teen turned around once they were on the other side, and Fukase realized it wasn’t Len.

He ran a hand through his hair. What was wrong with him?!

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SATURDAY, 1:30 PM

“‘Some English-speaking countries include… the United Kingdom, Canada, the United States of America-‘“

Len muttered, his fingers moving across the computer keyboard.

“Why are they all United?” Fukase wondered aloud, throwing his frog plush in the air so it hit the ceiling.

It’s the weekend, and Len came over to work on the English project, just as they’d planned. Fukase was lying on his bed, and Len was seated at Fukase’s desk on the computer, with the PowerPoint presentation open. They had been working for an hour, and only got three slides done.

“I dunno. Uuugghh, I hate this-“ Len groaned, and spun the chair around to face Fukase. “Can we do something fun now??”

“Fine,” Fukase said, and sat up. “What do you want to do?”

“Uh… I don’t know-“

“I don’t know either.”

“What about that super fun thing you mentioned you had planned on Thursday?!”

“Yeah I lied about that, I just wanted to be sure you’d come-“

“Well that’s fucking helpful.” Len rolled his eyes.

Fukase scoffed. “Well I don’t know what you want from me bro???”

“An idea of what to do??”

“Why are you mad at me? You couldn’t come up with anything either!”

“Shut the fuck up, Fuckass-“

A flash of anger shot through Fukase. He stood up and grabbed Len by the collar of his shirt, and glared at him. “The fuck did you just call me?!”

Len didn’t flinch, and instead narrowed his eyes and held onto Fukase’s wrists. He said in a challenging tone, “I called you Fuckass. Got a problem with it, hon~?”

Fukase threw him off and Len stood up. “Yeah, the hell I do, and you know that, bastard.”

“It’s just a name, Jesus calm down-“ Len muttered.

Fukase shoved Len’s chest and Len stumbled back. What was this guy’s problem…?

“Why the hell are you so upset?! I’m just teasing you!” Len snarled, and pushed Fukase back.

“I told you I don’t like that name, so don’t fucking CALL ME THAT!”

Fukase suddenly shoved Len again hard, and Len let out a soft grunt as his back hit the wall.

“Hey, what the he-“

Len tried to say, and he was about to push Fukase away again, but Fukase grabbed Len’s wrist and pushed them against the wall. Len’s words were cut off out of surprise.
It didn’t take long for Len to realize what position they were in, and he stared up at Fukase with a red blush dusting his face.

Fukase had him pinned against a wall…

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SATURDAY, 1:45 PM

“A-ah…” Len gulped as he stared up at Fukase. He could feel the blush on his face- dammit, why was he so flustered?? It’s normal to push your homies against a wall like that right-

Fukase sighed and lets go of him.

“…Sorry bro, I didn’t mean-“

“It’s- it’s okay-“ Len mumbled. “I’m sorry I called you Fuckass…”

“No, I’m sorry I overreacted… it’s just- I used to get bullied, and people have been calling me that my whole life and I kinda hate it…”

“Oh I’m sorry…” Len immediately felt guilt wash over him. He hadn’t known…

Fukase rubbed the back of his neck. “Nah, it’s fine… it was a long time ago anyway.”

There’s a long silence.

“Uhhh… you wanna play Minecraft?” Len offered awkwardly.

“Bro- what?”

Len laughed. “Sorry it’s just- I needed to break the silence. You got Minecraft on your computer? My phone’s dead.”

Fukase blinked at Len. “…Uh, yeah, I do… you wanna play, or?”

Len shrugged. “I mean sure, since you’re so kindly offering~”

Fukase chuckled and pulled out his phone, opening Minecraft. “Okay then… I already have my accounts friended, what do you wanna do-?”

“Oh, I actually want to show you how good I am at pixel art you should watch.”

“Oh really? Okay I’ll join my main world and you can build something there-“

Fukase logged onto his world. Len raised an eyebrow at Fukase as he went on the friends tab. “The world is called ‘the place your dad went’? What the hell does that mean??”

Len logged on the world, and the first thing he saw was a giant sign that said ‘Welcome to Milk Land’. He slowly spun the chair around to face Fukase with a deadpanned expression.

Fukase snickers. “I made the world when I was 8, shut up.“

“Whatever…” Len mumbled, then flew up- he was in creative mode- and gasped as he saw the beautiful detailed structures over the mountains of spawn. There was what looked like an entire accurate city there, as well as some mob farms and other random yet cool-looking buildings.

Fukase’s avatar was over by what looked like a main plaza, where there seemed to be a villager trading hall. Len flew over there as well.

“What the fuck, bro?! This is amazing what!”

Fukase smiled. “Aww, thanks~ it’s taken a while but Milk City is nearly complete, I’ve been building this since I was 8.”

“What the hell, it’s been 7 years… and even in creative mode this is impressive.”

“Yeah, so you said you were going to show me your pixel art?~”

“Well to be honest I don’t think I can compete with THIS, but I’ll try…”

Len took a few blocks out of his inventory and started building something over the ocean, and it slowly started to take shape-

Fukase tilted his head at the screen. “…Is that an anime version of me?”

Len blushed. “Oh shut up and let me cook…”

Chapter Text

SATURDAY, 2:30 PM

“Okay, that’s pretty cool,” Fukase admitted when the art was done- it was indeed an anime Fukase. “It’s very accurate somehow- how does one even learn this kind of art?”

Len smiled and spun around in his chair. “I have a lot of free time…”

“I can tell.” Fukase chuckled. “Y’know I’m a bit of an artist myself~”

Len tilted his head, curious. “Yeah? What do you do?”

Fukase stood up and grabbed his sketchbook from the desk beside Len. “I draw… I’m not very good at it though.”

“Oh, can I see?” Len asked curiously.

“Uh…” Fukase quickly flipped through his sketchbook, making sure there wasn’t anything too bad in there.

“Uh… okay, it should be good just don’t judge okay? I’m not that great of an artist-“

Len took the sketchbook and started examining the drawings.

“Oh damn… the hell you mean you’re not very good?! These are the best drawings I’ve seen in my life what-“

Fukase laughed nervously. “Oh no there’s got to be lots of artists better than me ahah-“

Len glared at Fukase. “These are the best drawings I’ve ever seen. Shut up and accept that.”

Fukase blushed. “O-okay… thanks~”

Len paused as he stumbled across a specific drawing, near the end. It was dated yesterday…

“Hey, is this a drawing of me?”

Fukase blushed harder and snatched the sketchbooks back. He must have missed it when he flipped through it-!

“Ah okay that’s enough looking for now-!!”

Len blinked in confusion at him. “…uh okay?”

Awkward silence.

Len then turns back to the computer. “So uh- show me around the rest of your Minecraft world?”

Fukase cleared his throat.

“Ah, yeah, okay-“

Fukase spent the next twenty minutes showing him everything about Milk City. At the end, he turned back around to see the entire thing in flames.

Len grinned as he realized that Fukase had noticed.
Fukase looked PISSED.

“You burned Milk City?! Why the hell would you do that!! Get the hell off my computer I don’t trust you anymore!”

Fukase stood up and Len squeaked, then darted out of the chair and tried to run into the hallway, but he tripped on his own ankle and fell flat on his face.

Fukase quickly threw himself on top of him, pinning him down and putting his hands behind his back.

“V! I need backup!”

“Noooo, don’t call vFlower…” Len groaned, and vFlower came out of their room to drag him away by the feet into their own room.

“AAAAAGHHH WHAT THE FUCK HELP MEEEEE” Len shrieked. “I’M SORRY FOR BURNING YOUR MINECRAFT WORLD!! I’LL GO HOME AND NEVER COME BACK I PROMISE!!”

Fukase crossed his arms as he looked at Len from the hallway.

“No that’s not necessary. Instead I’m going to stare at you in the eyes uncomfortably for twenty minutes straight while vFlower sits on you and plays their new song.”

Len covered his face with his hands.

“NOOOOOOOO”

Chapter Text

MONDAY 4:00 AM

“Ah- fUcK-“ Fukase gasped as he tried to stand up, then immediately crumpled over on the floor.

“My foot’s asleep?! What the hell-“

He HAD been sitting in the same position for five hours straight… hm. Maybe that was why his foot was completely numb. Not sure tho.

“AaaAaaAAaAAaaAuuughhhh, ookayy I can do this-“

Fukase hissed, gripping the sheets on his bed as he attempted to stand up. He almost fell over again as he put pressure on his right foot, but he braced himself on the wall for support. Fukase gently set his foot down- weird, it was like his foot wasn’t there. Is this how people missing a foot feel all the time?

He reached down and poked his numb foot. Whoah, it was like he was touching another person, since his foot didn’t detect his hand’s touch.

“Oh that’s WEIRD…” he muttered, then made the foolish decision to attempt walking.

This happened often because of the way Fukase sat, but it was always cool to try walking on an asleep foot.
He took a step forward…

And immediately twisted his ankle and fell to the floor again.

“sHiT-!” He cried, and just then vFlower throws the door open wide.

“What the hell are you doing?! Why are you even up??” They scolded him.

Fukase winced. “I couldn’t sleep- but my foot could apparently. I was gonna get a glass of water.”

vFlower leans against his doorframe and crosses their arms. “You couldn’t sleep? What, you tryna be me or something?”

“No, I- I was just- I don’t know, I just kind of couldn’t fall asleep no matter how much I tried…”

vFlower paused, tapping their purple-painted nails on their arm. “Were you… thinking about anyone~?”

Fukase turned pink. “Ah- noooo? I don’t think so-“

This was a complete lie of course. He couldn’t stop thinking about when Len had came over- he had him pinned against a wall! How the hell did he manage to do that?? Why did it feel so-

“You’re lying,” vFlower stated bluntly. “I can tell. C’monnnn, who is it! I won’t tell I swear.”

Fukase scoffed. “First, I don’t trust you. Second- it’s no one! I just couldn’t sleep, that’s all.” He tried to stand again and cried out, the numbness had gone away in his foot and it was just that STUPID FUCKING FEELING that HURTS and it feels FUZZY but you can’t move it or touch it because THE PAIN THAT WILL TOUCH YOU. YOU WILL GET TOUCHED BY THE PAIN AND NOT IN A GOOD WAY. RUN WHILE YOU CAN EXCEPT YOU CAN’T BECAUSE IT’S SO FUCKING UNCOMFORTABLE AAAAA

vFlower stared at him. “It’s that banana twink, isn’t it?”

Fukase’s cheeks turned a brighter red and he let out a squawk of indignation, immediately throwing the nearest object he could find at vFlower.

“What the hell no it’s not!! Shut up”

vFlower just stood there as the object (one of Fukase’s plushies) soared past them. You could hear the sound of glass shattering in the distance.

“Yeah it definitely is him, I can tell. You haven’t been able to stop thinking about him, have you?”

“He burned my Minecraft world…” Fukase muttered.

“You have a backup.”

“Yeah but the backup doesn’t have the entire aquarium I built or the secret base where I farm money or-“

“Oh shut up you’re fine. I’m going to sleep. Go to bed soon I guess-“

“What- hey! V!! Can you get me some water pleaseeeee :c” Fukase called as vFlower left.

A moment later vFlower came back holding a glass of water. Fukase still hasn’t moved from the floor, scared of disturbing his foot because if he does the FEELING. will come back. vFlower hands over the water.

“Thanks V,” Fukase said, making grabby hands for the water.

Before he can take hold of it, vFlower dumped the water on his head and ran down the hallway, cackling.

“WHAT THE FUCK? V I HATE YOU!!” Fukase cried, and spat out some water before attempting to stand up and run after them.

Of course, he tripped on his somehow-still-asleep foot.

:3

Chapter Text

MONDAY, FIRST PERIOD

“Len, Fukase, it’s your turn.” The teacher called in English. “Can you two show us what you’ve done on your English project?”

Len and Fukase exchanged glances.

“Uh… no?” Len mumbled.

“What do you mean no?!” The teacher snapped.

Fukase rubbed the back of his neck. “Well we’re not exactly done…”

The teacher sighed. “Fine, you both get a zero. Dex, what do you have…?”

Len noticed that Fukase looked crushed. He’d be held back again…

“Wait, what-?” Len cried. “A zero? But miss- can you just give us a little longer?”

She just rolled her eyes at Len. “Len, I told you that you only have a limited time to work on this. It’s your fault for goofing off during class time.”

Fukase groaned as the next group went up to present their finished work. “Great, I’ll be stuck in this stupid freshman class forever, I guess. Unless I somehow magically get an A+ on the next one.”

“No, I’m not doing that to you,” Len said sternly. “I’m gonna find you a tutor.”

Fukase sighed and scratched his nose. “That’s sweet. But it’s fine, I don’t need one. I’ll just be held back again.”

“Okay wait I actually have a lot of questions I’ve never really asked. I thought you said you spoke Spanish? Why didn’t you pick that from the start?!” Len sounded confused.

“I thought it would be fun to learn a new language-! How wrong I was then,” Fukase scoffed.

Len thought for a moment. “But I thought you said you grew up in America-? Wouldn’t you know English from there?”

“Yeah, like five words.” Fukase muttered. “I grew up in a place very close to Mexico where they almost only spoke Spanish, then moved here in grade 2 and since my dad spoke Japanese and my mom spoke Spanish, I kind of forgot every English word I knew.”

Len sighed. “Well that’s incredibly helpful in this scenario.”

“Yeah I know✨”

LUNCHTIME

“You got a zero?”vFlower exclaimed. “Then what the fuck have y’all been doing when banana boy came over on the weekend?!”

Fukase winced. “We got some work done! But then we… got distracted.”

“Seriously? How short are your attention spans?” Piko said, exasperated.

“Well since Len is currently tracking a squirrel outside the window instead of being in this conversation, I’d say about ten seconds.” Fukase quipped dryly.

Len shook Fukase’s shoulder. “Fuka look-! There’s a black squirrel over there! I didn’t think we even had those here…”

Fukase glanced out the window as well. “Oh my God there is, that’s fucking sick,” he pulled out his phone and started taking a few pictures. Piko just sighed and facepalmed.

“How old were both of you when you were diagnosed with attention deficit hyperactivity disorder?”

vFlower punched his arm playfully. “Just call it ADHD, bro.”

“Contractions and acronyms are a menace to our language,” Piko said matter-of-factly, rubbing his arm where vFlower had punched him. “I would rather everyone know exactly what I am talking about instead of having to guess through all the apostrophes and acronyms.”

“Icl ts pmo fr rn js stop vro” Fukase said casually. Piko looked like he’s about to flip the table.

“What, when you’re talking about something that belongs to someone do you say of?” vFlower raised an eyebrow at him. Piko laughed. “Obviously not, vFlower. Do you think I am insane?”

vFlower smirked. “You do know you just used an acronym right? My name. The V stands for something, y’know.”
The color drained out of Piko’s face, and he facepalmed and collapsed on the table as though he was contemplating his life decisions.

Fukase turned back to them and gave him a weird look.
“vFlower did you break Piko again?” He asked. vFlower stared at him, their eyes widened innocently.

“No.”

Chapter Text

SATURDAY, 2:00 PM

“There you are, one strawberry-watermelon frosted quencher, a small latte, and a banana muffin. Have a good day boys~”

Fukase smiled and took the food from the cashier, then sat down at a table by the window.

“So, uh, why did you want me here again?” He asked Len, passing over his coffee and muffin.

Len took them then sat down across from him. “I don’t know. Just wanted to do something and was bored, I guess.”

“So… you asked me to Tim Hortons?” Fukase smiled and sipped his drink.

(Yes I know there aren’t any Tim Hortons in Japan shut up this is a fictional story and also I’m Canadian and I’m writing things I can relate to or whatever also the black squirrels anyway I’ll shut up enjoy the fic)

Len turned red for some reason. “Well I-I dunno. Just… this was the first place I could think of.” Len drank a bit of his coffee.

Fukase chuckled. “That’s fine. It’s just not very romantic for our first date~”

Len almost choked on his coffee, face bright red. “Wha- first date?! What makes you think we’re on a date??”

Fukase shrugged, his eyes wide and innocent. “Well I walked a whole 15 minutes uphill to get here, it BETTER be a date~”

“Oh nooo, how will you survive,” Len said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.

“I know right, I’m too fabulous to be walking that far~” sighed Fukase dramatically, flipping his hair.

“Well, consider it a date if you want, but just know I don’t think it’s one. So.”

“Lennnn, you’re meannn~”

Len glanced out the window behind Fukase, noticing a couple stores. “Hey, you wanna go shopping?”

“Shopping? That seems kinda girly, don’t you think?”

Len felt a stab of something go through him at Fukase’s words, and his smile faded. He cleared his throat. “Well not necessarily- I just meant if you wanted to go look around… never mind, if you think it’s too girly we don’t gotta go-“

Fukase noticed the change of expression and he frowned, sensing something was up. “No no, we can go if you’d like. It’s something to do.”

“That’s true…”

Fukase stirred his drink. “Then let’s go?”

“Uh, sure. If that’s what you want.”

“Hey-“ Fukase placed a hand on Len’s shoulder. “You alright?”

“Ah- yeah I’m fine.” Len smiled. “Let’s go, then.”

Fukase still gave him a skeptical glance, his mind sensing something in the back of his head… no, that’s probably not it. He shrugged it off.

“Okay then…”

They ended up exploring Walmart. (Ok atp they’re not in Japan at all lmao just ignore that none of this can happen, they’re in Japan cause I said so and I’m the author so uhhh take that >:3)

Len poked a weird-looking plush of Mario at the gaming isle. “Why is he deformed?”

Fukase glanced over from looking at the Pokemon games, and burst out laughing. “Oh what the hell, why DOES he look like that whattt-“

Len laughed too. “I know right- like at this point that’s not Mario it’s- uuuh-“

“I don’t know like fucking Giuseppe or something. Oh my god we should adopt him, he can be our son,” Fukase gasped, immediately reaching for his wallet.

“Oh my God yes that’s beautiful-“ Len snickered, picking him up and staring at his deformed face. “Welcome to your new family, Giuseppe. I’m your dad Len, and that’s your mom Fukase.”

Fukase paused and gave him a weird look. “Hey, hold on why am I the mom?!”

Len shrugged. “Well you wear a skirt and you kind of are a femboy. So you’re the mom.”

“What? Okay but I’m also taller and bigger than you and am more, uh, masculine looking. In appearance. And plus also your voice is a little girly. Therefore you should be the mom >:3”

Len’s hands tightened on the Mario plush slightly, and he rolled his eyes. “Nope. It’s already been decided- you’re the mom, I’m the dad. And that’s final.”

Fukase smiled. “Oh, fine~ but only because you’re being so difficult.”

They walked around Walmart for a bit longer. Near the end, Len held a poster of some anime he liked while Fukase held Giuseppe. That was going to be it, until they passed the candy isle, and Len’s eyes immediately locked onto the banana marshmallows. Y’all know the ones, like the things that have the “banana taste” but don’t taste ANYTHING like bananas or marshmallows and more like plastic, but are still delicious as hell? Yeah those.

Len suddenly grabbed Fukase’s arm tightly, forcing him to a stop. He then said in a low voice- “Fukase. I’m going to steal your money and buy eighteen packs of banana marshmallows and seven packs of banana peelerz, we’re stopping at a CircleK on the way home and getting a banana slushie, and then you’re coming back home with me and watching the banana song from project diva on repeat for 24 hours straight, is that clear? And we’re leaving our son on the side of the street.”

Fukase stared at him in surprise and concern. “…Oh damn, okay, uh how about no? Why don’t you use your own money, you strangely banana-obsessed freak?”

Len took Fukase’s chin and turned it towards him, tilting his head down a bit to look straight in his eyes.

“I don’t have any money left after Giuseppe and this ¥900 poster- but I can’t live without bananas so we are buying them and bringing them home with me and you’re coming too and we’re gonna eat them until both of us are sick of bananas which will NEVER HAPPEN for me.”

Fukase blushed at the sudden proximity. “You’re addicted…” he muttered.

Len scoffed and tilted his head. “No the hell I’m not. I can stop whenever I want.” He grabbed five packs of the banana marshmallows, and Fukase blinked and checked the price first.

“Uh, no way. Not five packs at least. They’re ¥500 each, I can’t afford that-“

“Well then afford it? Lmao I don’t understand the problem-“

Fukase chuckled and took three of the marshmallow packs. “You can have two. That’s it. I’m not wasting all my money on your crazy addiction.”

Chapter Text

SATURDAY, 5:30 PM

Fukase and Len ended up going back to Len’s place. Len flopped on his bed and immediately switched on the TV and opened a pack of banana marshmallows. Fukase smirked mischievously and threw Giuseppe at Len then jumped on the bed too, almost landing on him. Len let out a squawk of indignation and tried to move the marshmallows out of the way, but they spilled over the bed. And Fukase was now right on top of Len.

“OW! What the hell Fuka-!” Len laughed, pushing him off. “You made me spill my bananas!”

Fukase laughed as well and let himself get pushed away, but as Len was gathering the bananas off his bed, Fukase snuggled himself really close to him. Len sat up and paused as he realized how close they suddenly were.

“…What are you doing?”

Fukase’s eyes widened innocently. “I don’t know what you mean. I’m not doing anything. Let’s put something on.”

Len sighed and opened Netflix on the TV. “Fine. What do you wanna watch?”

“Oh, anything is fine. You pick.”

“Uh ok… what about Wicked?”

“Seen it. It was underwhelming.”

“…okay. So then what do you want to watch?”

“I told you, Len. It’s up to you.”

“Okay… what about SAW?”

“I’m not really a fan of horror.”

Len nudged Fukase playfully. “What, too scared?~”

“No, I just don’t find them interesting.”

“Fine, then what do you want to watch?”

Fukase smiled sweetly. “Once again, it’s up to you and I’ll let you decide.”

Len took a deep breath. “Fine. Arceus chronicles?”

Fukase thought for a long moment. “…nah.”

They ended up watching Sonic 2 :3

A COUPLE MONTHS LATER
WEDNESDAY 12:15 PM

Len and Fukase were walking to the rooftop, joking about Piko’s way of speaking. The two of them had become the best of friends over the past two and a half months, and every other day they had lunch at the rooftop instead of the cafe with the rest of the Meme squad, since everyone else was in a bunch of clubs three times a week. They had both gotten a 0 on their English, but Fukase had pretended like it didn’t bother him. Len could tell it did, though, even a little bit.

The new semester had started (it’s mid February) and Len had secretly been planning for Fukase’s 16th birthday, which was at the end of the month. Fukase had been complaining about it ever since February started- “I was born on a leap year so if I had been born ONE DAY LATER- not even, if I had been born THREE HOURS LATER- then this year I’d be turning 4, I would’ve been born on a leap year day how cool would that be??”

Two months ago, Fukase and the rest of the Meme Squad had come over to Len’s place uninvited for his 15th birthday and it had been the best day of his life. Rin was also out that day (not Miku cause she wanted to spend time with vFlower) so it was even better. Len was planning to throw a birthday for Fukase that was just as good as his own.

Fukase nudged him gently, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Bro you okay?” He asked. Len shook his head and smiled. “No, I’m fine don’t worry- I just zoned out for a bit. What were you saying?”

He pushed open the doors to the rooftop, and Fukase shook his head as well. “It’s nothing. I made a joke but the time’s passed so it’s not funny anymore-“ his gaze flicked up for a moment, then he glanced back to Len. “Hey, there are people up here. Wanna go to the courtyard?”

Len shrugged. “Nah, it should be fine. Let’s stay.” They were already here anyway…

He pushed past Fukase and took a seat on the other side of the rooftop, then opened his bag and took out his lunch. Fukase sat across from him and started eating too. Len couldn’t help but look at the group of girls who were also there. He only recognized one of them, a white-haired girl from his geography class. He couldn’t remember her name, though. Was it Chai…? No, it started with a T. Oh well, it wasn’t important. She was there with two others, a cute pink-haired girl in a maid outfit for some reason and an orange haired girl holding an mp3. He didn’t recognize any of them, but they clearly recognized him. The maid dress girl kept glancing over at Len and giggling after the orange haired girl made some kind of comment. They were obviously making fun of them, and that wasn’t in an overthinking kind of way. It was pretty obvious.

Fukase scowled at the three girls. “What’s their deal?”

“I dunno,” Len shrugged and took a bite of his sandwich. If he just ignored them he’d be fine. “You know any of ‘em?”

“Yeah.” Fukase nodded at the orange haired girl. “Her name’s Adachi Rei. She’s in my gym class. And I think the one in a maid dress is in my art, I think.”

“The other one’s in our geo,” Len muttered.

“Oh yeah, she was the one who’s always staring at you, right?”

Len blushed out of embarrassment. “Wait, what?”

Fukase nudged Len playfully. “I think she likes youuu~”

Len scoffed and went back to eating his lunch. “Yeah, right. Like anyone would have a crush on ME.”

Fukase’s eyes widened. “Oh shit, they’re coming over-“

Len turned around to see the girls rapidly approaching their location.

“Heyyy Rinnn~” the white haired girl called.

“Uh, sorry that’s my twin sister, you probably have the wrong person,” Len corrected her, eyes narrowing.

The girls exchanged glances, clearly trying not to laugh.

“Right, sorry, my bad,” the white haired girl said, and Maid Dress Girl started giggling uncontrollably, only stopping when Adachi nudged her in the ribs.

Fukase and Len looked at each other, then back at the girls.

“Uh… do you need anything?” Fukase asked tentatively.
“Yeah. We wanna talk to you, Satoshi,” Adachi said to Fukase.

He blinked in confusion. “Uh, me? Okay…”

The girls took a seat in front of them. Since they were talking to Fukase, Len figured it wasn’t important to him, so he stood up and walked away. “I’ll be downstairs if you need me, Fuka.”

Of course, he wanted to listen, so he ducked behind the stairs to eavesdrop.

“So, Satoshi.” Said Adachi’s voice. “You know us, right? I’m Adachi Rei, this is Momone Momo, and this is Sukone Tei.”

Len’s eyes widened. Sukone Tei-! That was her name, right... which meant the one in a maid dress must be Momone.

Sukone… he had heard a lot of things about her, and none of them good.

Uh oh.

“Yeah, I know y’all.” Fukase’s voice said. “What do y’all need?”

“We wanted to ask you about that… banana ‘boy’,” snickered Momone. Len froze. They must be talking about him, who else could ‘banana boy’ be? His hands gripped tighter. He remembered what Sukone had just called him and the tone of Momone’s voice just now, and he had a scary feeling he knew where this was going.

He had to get Fukase out of there.

Fukase shouldn’t know…

“You mean Len? What about him?” Fukase asked, and Len could easily envision him tilting his head in the cute way he does when he’s curious.

“Why do you hang out with her?” Adachi blurted. Sukone elbowed her. “Rei, don’t be so blunt-!”

There was a long pause.

“…Because I can?”Fukase’s voice said, a little more firm. “He’s my best friend. And also, HE’s a guy. Yeah, maybe you have him confused with his twin sister? They do look alike.”

Len could feel his heartbeat speed up. No, no stop it Fukase- he has to get out of there, what would he think if-

“No, we definitely have the right person,” Adachi said.

“We’re trying to save you from her, you know,” Momone murmured condescendingly.

“…Why would you need to save me? Len’s not dangerous or anything.”

“Oh, you know,” smirked Sukone. “She’s just confused. We don’t want her to corrupt you or anything.”

Len was going dizzy. No… he had planned to tell Fukase about this sometime, but not for a while- what would he think?! Would he leave Len?? He had to stop this. He knew that, but he couldn’t get himself to move. He just completely froze up.

“Corrupt me? What are you all on about?!” Fukase said, clearly angry.

“You know, cause she’s a tranny,” said Adachi matter-of factly. “She might try to turn you into one too.”

Len felt the world stop spinning for a moment.

That was it.

He had been outed.

Fukase knew…

There was a long, agonizing silence after that. The only thing Len could hear was ominous bells tolling inside his head. What was Fukase thinking?! He was probably thinking about how disgusting Len was, how he wasn’t a real man, how he had been tricked for months-

Len’s hands were shaking. He couldn’t do this anymore- he had to get out of there.

He could faintly hear Fukase say “What.” In a low voice. He was clearly upset, now knowing that Len wasn’t a real guy. He must be pissed, Len had been lying to him-

Len suddenly felt a burst of energy and bolted from his hiding spot, avoiding looking at Fukase. He pushed the doors open, ignoring Fukase’s cry of “Len- wait!”

Len ran downstairs as fast as he could and on instinct, crashed into the bathroom. He felt sick. What would Fukase do now that he’s been outed?! He washed his face quickly, then realized he’d gone into the boys’ bathroom. For the first time, he suddenly felt like he didn’t deserve to be in there anymore, when earlier that day he could go in as though it were completely normal.

You’ll never be a real man.

Why are you even in here? You’re a girl, stay in that
bathroom where you belong.

Fukase will never love you now.

You disgusting tranny.

Len took a few deep breaths, trying to ignore the self-deprecating thoughts swirling in his mind, some whispers of things people have said to him in the past, others thoughts his mind came up with when he was at his worst, all resurfacing in one painful wave.

He fell against the bathroom wall and started crying.

Chapter Text

WEDNESDAY, 12:20 PM

“We wanted to ask you about that… banana ‘boy’,” snickered Momone.

Fukase blinked in confusion and curiosity. He didn’t know what this was about, but he knew he didn’t like the way Momone had said that, as though she was mocking. He knew immediately who this was about.

“You mean Len? What about him?” Fukase asked, tilting his head.

“Why do you hang out with her?” Rei blurted. Sukone elbowed her. “Rei, don’t be so blunt-!”

Were they seriously asking him that? It had been very obvious, to Fukase at least, why he bothered spending his time with Len. He was funny and adorable, and had been with Fukase for months now. There were so many reasons, but many of them were personal, and there was no way he was telling these girls any of them. And what’s with calling him “her?”

“…Because I can?”Fukase said lamely, but his tone was firm. “He’s my best friend. And also, HE’s a guy. Yeah, maybe you have him confused with his twin sister? They do look alike.”

“No, we definitely have the right person,” Rei said.

“We’re trying to save you from her, you know,” Momone murmured condescendingly.

“…Why would you need to save me? Len’s not dangerous or anything.”

“Oh, you know,” smirked Sukone. “She’s just confused. We don’t want her to corrupt you or anything.”

Now Fukase was pissed. Who do these girls think they are? What do they mean by “corrupt”? Len wouldn’t do anything bad, at least not now. And seriously what’s with them calling him her?!

“Corrupt me? What are you all on about?!” Fukase tried to keep his tone even, but failed.

“You know, cause she’s a tranny,” said Rei matter-of factly. “She might try to turn you into one too.”

Fukase froze.

He had suspected this, of course, for months. Every time someone had referred to Len as feminine- people accidentally calling him “ma’am” after bumping into him at the store, when Fukase joked about how small he was and how his voice was a little girly-sounding- Fukase had noticed Len’s muscles would tighten slightly, but then he’d laugh and correct them.

He hadn’t fully realized it would actually hurt him.

He immediately felt guilty for every time he had done that. Did Len hate him for that now…?

The silence dragged out, until it finally set in Fukase’s mind.

Len was trans.

And these bitches had just outed him.

Not only that- they called him that. How dare they use such a disgusting word for him?! Fukase was shaking with anger. He wanted to punch them all across the face, he wanted to so bad- but he knew he shouldn’t.

Instead, he lowered his voice dangerously, glaring at the girls.

“What.”

Before the girls could continue, he saw a short blond figure bolt from behind the stairs, and Fukase’s eyes widened in panic. Len had been listening the entire time- he knew that Fukase knew about him.

Oh no.

“Len- wait!” Fukase cried, reaching out to him, but Len didn’t reply or even look at him as he crashed through the door and ran downstairs.

The girls were snickering to themselves, and Fukase couldn’t take it anymore and stood up, then grabbed Rei’s shirt collar and pulled her closer. “What did you just call him?!” He growled.

Her eyes widened in slight fear, but she scoffed (a little nervously). “I called her what she is. Rin thinks she’s a guy- don’t you think that’s a little weird?”

“Just because you’re not trans or you think it’s weird doesn’t mean it’s okay to make fun of him over it,” Fukase hissed. “Would you like it if someone said that to you?!”

Rei shrugged. “Well I’m not delusional so I wouldn’t care.”
“I mean, Rin kinda had it coming,” Sukone said matter-of-factly. “Thinking she’s a guy- heh, she needs to be thrown in a psych ward or something, don’t you think?”

Fukase could barely remember anything after that. All he remembered was Sukone’s cry of pain and Rei tackling him, and after that it was a blur. Before he knew it, he was in the principal’s office with a bloody nose, but luckily Rei and Sukone looked a lot worse.

Momone had apparently snuck off to alert an adult authority figure, and now all four of them were there, no one saying a word.

Fukase narrowed his eyes, throwing out the blood-soaked tissue he had been pressing to his nose, ignoring Sukone’s glare from across the room.

Just then the door opened and the principal came in, a brown-haired middle aged woman. She sat down at the desk and folded her fingers together, staring at the four of them.

“So,” Meiko said coldly. “Mind telling me what happened?”
There’s a long silence, before Rei blurted out- “Satoshi beat us up for no reason!”

Meiko just stared at her, and Rei seemed to shrink under her gaze. “We all know that’s not true, Adachi.” Meiko said.

Fukase decided now would be a good time to speak up. “They were talking about my friend behind his back,” he stated. “They called him really terrible things, and- I just got so mad that I punched them…” Fukase’s gaze dropped to the floor.

Meiko nodded. “I see. Still, that’s no way to act. You’re almost 16, Satoshi. You should know better than this.”
Fukase sighed. “I know…”

“And you three,” Meiko said sharply, talking to the girls. “Detention for two weeks. You are to stay after school and wipe down every whiteboard every day. Verbal abuse will not be tolerated at this school.”

Fukase’s heart sank. That was it?!

“It was your son!” He blurted suddenly. “They were bullying him for being transgender.”

Meiko’s eyes widened and she stared silently at Fukase. She then cleared her throat. “Scratch that. You three will be suspended for two weeks starting tomorrow.”

“What?!” Sukone cried. “That’s not fair! You’re biased! You’re only saying that cause she’s your kid!”

“And now you’re talking back and deliberately misgendering him. Three and a half weeks.” Meiko said coldly. “This school is a safe space for anyone, no matter their sexuality or gender identity, and if you three are going to threaten that, then there will be consequences. Is that clear?”

Fukase let out a breath of relief. The three girls stared at Meiko in shock for a moment before saying in small voices,

“Yes miss.”

“And Satoshi,” Meiko turned to face Fukase, and he flinched. “Don’t think you’re off the hook. You still assaulted these girls. I’m giving you detention and extra homework for a month.”

Fukase’s heart sank, but it would be worth it. He felt a sense of satisfaction as he glanced at the girls’ fucked up faces. He nodded. “Yes miss,” he muttered.

“Good, you’re all dismissed,” Meiko clapped her hands together and the three of them left her office.

Chapter Text

FRIDAY, LUNCH

“Hey, Fuka, have you seen Len?” Oliver chirped. “I haven’t seen him since last week.”

Fukase flinched guiltily and shook his head. “No, he ran away after lunch on Wednesday and I haven’t seen him since.”

“You still have not told us what happened,” Piko mused, taking a potato chip and eating it.

Fukase didn’t answer. He knew it wasn’t his place to tell them why Len was missing, but he wanted to. “Some girls were making fun of him, and they said some real bad shit. I haven’t seen him since.” He shrugged. He knew he couldn’t tell the others the full story. And it wasn’t exactly a lie…

The other three exchanged glances.

“I saw him this morning, though,” vFlower commented. “He had his hair down, I thought he was Rin at first. He was walking to his science class, I think.”

Fukase sat up, his eyes wide. “You saw him?! Was he okay??”

vFlower rolls their eyes. “Cool your lovesick ass, bro. He looked fine to me. But I only saw him for a bit, so I’m not sure.”

Fukase breathed out a sigh of relief. Still, there was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind…

Piko and vFlower exchanged amused glances. Fukase wasn’t sure why.

“I still hope he’s okay,” Oliver said worriedly, not catching their look.

“I tried to talk to him, but he wouldn’t even look at me,” vFlower admitted, letting a twinge of worry seep into their voice.

Fukase stood up and slammed his hands down on the table. One of the café employees blinked at him in surprise. The other three just stared at him.

Fukase paused and slowly sat down self consciously.
“Sorry,” he muttered, “but I just- I’m really worried about him. I need to go find him.”

“Your fault? What do you mean?” Oliver asked, at the same time as vFlower said “Of course you’re worried about him, you’ve got it bad for him don’t you.”

Piko paused to let the others finish before saying, “I am sure he is okay. It has only been two days, after all. He will get over whatever it is soon.”

Fukase stared at his hands, tracing his finger over the one yellow-painted nail on his right middle finger. His other nails were red, and he knew Len had the opposite.

“Still, I don’t think he’ll feel better if I just don’t do or say anything to him,” he said firmly. “The problem won’t go away on its own.”

Piko shrugged and sat back. “Well, it is not my problem, so do what you want, I guess.”

vFlower nudged him. “Bro, he’s our friend. You could be a little more empathetic or whatever the word is.”

Fukase stood back up and got out of the booth. “I’m gonna go find him,” he said, determined.

“Good luck, Fuka-chan~!” Oliver called, stretching his arms forward.

“Bye whore,” vFlower said.

Fukase’s feet started walking by himself, leading him to a place where he didn’t even know where he was going. It was like his brain just knew where Len would be. He walked for about fifteen minutes, before he found himself back at his school, in front of the art classroom. He took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

The art teacher looked up at Fukase.

“Hello, Satoshi,” she greeted him. “What do you need?”

Fukase stared at her, breathing hard from the speedwalking. “Is Len here?” He asked desperately.
She blinked slowly at him. “Er, yes. You can come in…”

She pushed open the door to the main art room and Fukase stepped in. He looked around for a while, before his eyes finally landed on a short blond figure sitting at one of the tables, hunched over his phone. Fukase almost thought he was his twin sister, since his hair was down, but Fukase was sure he had the right person.

He would know him anywhere, from five miles away.
The blond banana boy looked up when Fukase walked in, and Fukase’s breath caught in his throat.

They stared at each other in silence for a long moment.

“Hey, Len,” Fukase breathed out.

Chapter Text

FRIDAY, LUNCH

Len set down his phone and leaned back in his chair.
“Hey, Fuckass,” he mumbled, looking away.

Fukase’s hand twitched slightly at the name, but surprisingly, he ignored it.

There’s another awkward pause.

Len looked back up at him.

“Uh, you gonna sit down, or…?” Len asked hesitantly.

Fukase blinked. “Oh, right right right-“

He sat down at the table and set down his backpack on the floor beside him. Len couldn’t look at him- he didn’t know what Fukase was thinking…

Neither of them knew what to say or do.

“…so,” Fukase started. Len still wouldn’t look at him.
“Mn?”

Fukase rubbed the back of his neck. “…are you mad at me?”

Len blinked, looking up at him in surprise. “No? Why would I be?”

Fukase shrugged. “I don’t know, just- you seemed pretty upset when…” he trailed off, but Len knew what he meant. Len sighed and hesitated for a long moment.

“…What do you see me as?” He asked softly, fidgeting with his sweater zipper.

Fukase paused, thinking.

“Well… wait, what do you mean?” He asked.

Len looked away again. “Like… what do you think of me. What am I to you?” He then stared straight up into Fukase’s pretty red eyes, completely serious. “Am I just your friend? Your best friend? Or more than that? Am I… am I a guy or a girl in your eyes?”

Fukase sighed and looked away, clearly wondering how to word it.

“Well I…” he hesitated again. “I- Fuck, this is gonna sound so cheesy man don’t do this to me.”

The corners of Len’s mouth twitch up in a small smile.
“I promise, it’ll only be this once~”

Fukase took a deep breath. “I… I think you’re- the best friend I could’ve asked for, bro. I can’t believe we ever used to fight. If we had just started this sooner-“ he cut himself off and covered his mouth. Len was still staring at him expectantly, wondering what he was about to say.

“…I think it’s too- fuuuuck-“ Fukase groaned and tilted his head back, squeezing his eyes shut. Len giggled softly. “Bro, it’s okay- you don’t have to say it if you don’t want to,” he said quietly.

“No- no, it’s fine.” Fukase took another deep breath then looked right into Len’s eyes. “I think you’re a little more than a friend to me at this point. I would do things for you that I wouldn’t for anyone else. I love you, bro.” His face was a little red at the last part, and he blinked and avoided eye contact again out of embarrassment.

“Happy now, you bastard…?”

Len couldn’t believe what he had just heard. Fukase loved him…? What did he mean by that?! Was it just platonic love, or did he mean something more? No… there’s no way he could love someone like Len like that. He must have meant that in a platonic way. Or maybe he was just saying that out of pity. That was probably it…

Len was so absorbed in his overthinking that he completely missed Fukase asking,
“What about you?”

Len started and blinked at Fukase. “Oh, um, I… I think you’re my best friend…”

Was that a hint of disappointment on Fukase’s face? But how come? What did he want from Len, he asked a question and Len answered honestly.

“Ah. I- I see.” Fukase muttered.

Neither of them say a word after that for a couple minutes. Len knew lunch was almost over, and he should probably go to class soon.

“And- and for what it’s worth…” Fukase muttered, still embarrassed, but he managed a smile.”I think you’re the most dude bro man I’ve ever met.”

Len smiled at Fukase’s words. Even though he was clearly joking, he knew Fukase meant it. “Awh, thanks~”

Fukase looked back up and smiled as well. “Yeah, you’re the best masculine male boy homie ever you know.”

Len laughs. “Ahah, okay that’s enough~” he punches Fukase playfully, and Fukase giggled as well. Len’s smile turns a lot more sincere. “But seriously… thank you~ you have no idea how much I’ve been wanting to hear that.”

Fukase’s hand twitched slightly, as though he wanted to do something, but it looked like he was too scared to. Instead, he just stood up, came around the table- and pulled Len into a tight hug.

Len blinked in surprise, a little stunned, but then he hugged Fukase back, unable to stop the smile forming on his face.

“I missed you, Kagaminecraft Live~” Fukase mumbled into Len’s neck.

Len laughed. “Not my name. Also it’s only been two days.”

“Yeah, but it felt like forever. Kagamine Leg.”

“Also not my name. And I missed you too, Fuckass.”

“Don’t call me that, bastard…”

Len grinned and, before he could help himself, he pressed his lips to Fukase’s forehead.

Fukase looked up at him in surprise.

“That’s pretty gay.”

“Uh. No homo?”

“No, homo was definitely intended.”

Len laughed. “Yeah, okay maybe a little~ …okay now get off me I can’t take this amount of sappiness-“

Fukase snickered and pulled away. “Fine, fine~”

Just then the bell rang, and the both of them stood up, grabbing their bags.

“We have geo next, right?” Fukase commented.

Len groaned. “Yeah. Oh my godddd, it’s gonna be so boringggg~”

Fukase laughed. “Yeah, I know. Oh, by the way, I heard Sukone and the others got switched out of all our classes.”

“Oh, thank God- what happened to them anyway? Mom said the problem’s been ‘dealt with’ but she didn’t say anything else.”

Fukase chuckled. “Ah. I may have, uh… slapped them. Really hard. …with my fist. Doesn’t matter, anyway they won’t bother you anymore hopefully. They’re also suspended.”

Len stopped and stared at Fukase. “…you did WHAT?!”

Fukase’s smile faded and he blinked at Len. “Uh, should I… not have done that?”

Len punched Fukase’s shoulder gently. “You asshole, I thought you hated me after that! You seriously beat them up? And I didn’t help you??”

“Well you ran away! I thought Meiko would have told you about all of this or something!”

“Well she didn’t for some reason. Anyway, I’m glad you did that for me. You didn’t have to get in trouble for that…”

Fukase rolled his eyes. “Yes I did. They said you were delusional for thinking you’re a guy. I just couldn’t hear them saying shit like that.”

“Awh, you’re so niceee~ makes me think you’re gay for me or something.”

Fukase scoffed, but his face was a little red.

“Pfft. Yeah, right.”

Chapter Text

SATURDAY, 4:00 PM

“Okay, everything’s set up!” Called vFlower from the kitchen. 

“Okay, V, thanks!” Fukase said back. 

Len tilted his head, putting a fistful of chips in his mouth. “So,” he said, “there’s one hour until the other people get here. What do you want to do?”

Fukase shrugged. “I dunno, wanna make out?” He suggested, subtly foreshadowing chapter 23.

Len almost choked on his potato chips. “What-?! Why the hell would we do that!”

Fukase laughed. “I don’t know, something to do I guess.”
Len laughed too. “Yeah you’re right-”

There’s a pause as both of them try to think of things to do. Len watched Fukase look him up and down, then his eyes sparkled when he got an idea. 

“Hey…” Fukase muttered softly, “…Why don’t we play 20 questions-?”

Len’s eyes narrowed, sensing Fukase was up to something.

Oh, well. They got nothing to do until Fukase’s birthday party started, anyway.

“Uh, okay then. What rules?”

Fukase stood up to go get a ginger ale from the mini fridge beside the TV. “Uh, I don’t know let’s just ask each other 10 questions each or something.”

“Ah, a little boring, but it’ll do. Uh, what’s your favourite colour?”

Fukase stepped right in front of Len, his eyes a little wide in desperation. “Triangle. DO YOU LIKE MEN.”

Len stopped and stared at Fukase for a while, then started laughing. Fukase eventually broke and laughed too. 

“PFFT WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT-“

“LMAO IT WAS A MEME I SAW ONCE”

“Oh wow, you truly are a disappointment aren’t you.”

“Hey! No the hell I’m not! …You never answered the question, though.”

Len gave him a deadpanned look. “Neither did you.”

“What do you mean, triangle is CLEARLY the best colour.”
“Fukase.”

“Fine! It’s red.”

“That’s the most boring ass answer I’ve ever heard, anyone could guess that!”

Fukase rolled his eyes. “Okay, then what’s yours? Let’s say it at the same time, okay ready? 3, 2, 1, yellow.”
“#FDE74C.”

Fukase stared at Len. “…You what?”

Len giggled while Fukase looked it up, then he rolled his eyes again and smacked Len’s shoulder gently. “You bastard! That’s still yellow!”

“Yeah but we didn't say the same thing, so it doesn’t count.”

“Pfft. Cheater~”

A long pause.

“…But yes, I do like men,” Len admitted.

Fukase smiled. “That’s good to know~ cool cool cool cool…”

SATURDAY, 9:00 PM

(FROM LEN’S LEFT TO RIGHT (IN A CIRCLE): RIN, MIKU, VFLOWER, GUMI, TETO, PIKO, DEX, OLIVER, FUKASE (just for a reference cause I would not remember this lmaooo)

“8… 9… 10!” The group chanted, then cheered as vFlower and Miku pulled away from each other. Len scoffed. 
“Pfft, that’s cheating. They’re already dating, so they would have no problem doing this.” 

It’s Fukase’s birthday, and the entire Meme squad plus Len’s sisters for some reason and some other friends-of-friends to make Fukase look more popular were sitting down in Fukase’s living room, playing spin the bottle.
Len was still planning the big surprise birthday thing, but turned out it won’t be ready until Sunday the 29th. So instead they were doing some birthday sleepover college party thing. It was kind of sad to be honest.

It was perfect.

Oliver shushed Len and watched as vFlower spun the bottle. It landed on Fukase and everyone started screaming in protest.

“What the hell! I ain’t kissing my brother!” vFlower cried, disgusted.

“Yeah, ‘m gonna throw up,” Fukase declared, his voice slurring (he had apparently related to everything in never have I ever. Len suspected he just wanted to drink, since he never got alcohol ever. vFlower brought it from their work just for today).

“Okay, so obviously that does not count,” Piko said.

“vFlower, just spin again-“

“What! But when I landed on Len I had to drink?” Rin cried.

“You chose to do that…” Teto muttered to her.

“Whatever! I’ll just spin again,” vFlower sighed, then spun the bottle, watching it land on Rin.

vFlower got up on their knees and pulled Rin’s face closer to them. “Alright, c’mere bbg~” they said in a fake flirty voice. Rin turned bright red and just squeaked. Miku smacked vFlower’s shoulder gently and the other people chuckled.

vFlower’s lips met Rin’s and everyone started counting to 10. 

“1… 2… 3…”

“Bet Miku’s having fun with this,” Fukase chuckled. Len smiled. “Heheh, yeah~”

“8… 9… 10! …11?” vFlower tried to pull away, but Rin held on and kept kissing them. Miku let out a jealous kind of noise and pulled vFlower away. “Hey, stop! They’re taken y’know!”

“Awhhh…” Rin pouted.

“Hey, imagine if Rin lands on you,” Len snickered to Fukase. Fukase scoffed. “Pfft, it wouldn’t though. I’m in a… statistically… improbable place for fuckin uuhhh…” He stared at the floor and trailed off. Len laughed and patted his back. “Awh, you’re cute when you’re drunk~”

He stopped as he realized everyone had gone silent and was staring at them. The bottle Rin had spun was clearly pointed at Fukase.

Fukase seemed to snap out of it and stared at the bottle, then glanced between Rin and Len. He seemed to be thinking hard about this. Rin sighed and adjusted her shirt, then rolled her eyes and got ready to go over to Fukase.

“Alright, Fuckass, let’s get this over with…” she muttered. Fukase’s eyes widened as he finally realized what was happening, and he suddenly darted towards the vodka. Everyone let out groans of disappointment. 

“Seriously, Fukase?” Dex scoffed. “You’ve gone for the alcohol every time the bottle lands on you.”

Fukase flipped him off and took a shot. Len glanced at him worriedly. “I don’t think all that alcohol is good for you.”

“Mnh, shut up~” Fukase breathed out, then before Len could react he grabbed his face and pulled him in.

Len’s eyes widened in shock. Fukase… was kissing him?! He could hardly believe it, but the feeling of Fukase’s soft lips against his and the faint taste of alcohol was unmistakeable…

He could barely hear the shouts of confusion and surprise around him, but after five seconds- or maybe ten, or maybe three minutes, or maybe two years- Len wasn’t sure- Fukase pulled away, his pretty red eyes fluttering open.

There’s a long pause where everyone is completely silent, and then-

“What the fuck?! Fukase didn’t even spin!” Gumi exclaimed.

Len is bright red and his heartbeat is going faster than it should. Fukase… no, this must be because he’s drunk. He probably thought he spun the bottle and it landed on Len… right? It doesn’t mean he liked him or anything… right????

“…Wait I did what now?” Fukase slurred.

“Uh… does that count, or?” Piko asked tentatively.

Len tried to speak, but no sound came out. He couldn’t look at anywhere but Fukase…

Oliver tapped Fukase’s shoulder. “Fuka, it’s your turn…”

“Mn?” Fukase mumbled, turning towards Oliver. Oli pointed at the bottle, and Fukase grumbled something and spun the bottle. Len stared at Fukase, he could clearly hear him whispering under his breath- “Please be Len please be Len please be Len-“ and Len couldn’t believe what he was hearing. What the hell was even happening right now-?

Len’s face turned red and he let out a squeak as, for obvious plot relevance reasons, the bottle stopped on him. Before he knew what was happening, Fukase’s lips were on his again, and then the ten seconds were up before Len even noticed. Fukase pulled away, but then Len shook his head.

“Wait-!” he cried, then, without really meaning to, he grabbed Fukase’s collar and pulled him in for another kiss.
This time, he actually knew what was happening, but it didn’t completely set in that he was kissing his best friend until he felt the other people’s eyes on him and heard,

“Oh my God, we get it! You’ve got it bad for each other! Now stop making out and just spin the bottle again, you faggots~”

Len quickly broke away, his face the reddest it’s ever been. He was going to yell at the person who had called them the f slur, but then he realized the voice came from vFlower, who had the pass and didn’t mean it in a derogatory way because that word is almost half of their vocabulary. He cleared his throat and reached for the bottle.

“Anyway,” he tried to say casually, but his voice cracked a bit. The other people giggled, even Fukase, and Len gave him a flustered glare.
“Oh, shut up. You’re drunk.”

 He couldn’t even remember who the bottle landed on, because his mind was still stuck on the memory of Fukase’s lips against his…

Chapter Text

SUNDAY, 10:00 AM
“Fukase.”

“Fukase, wake up, you’re crushing my arm-“

“Fuka.”

“Babe.”

Fukase is shaken awake by someone’s hands, and he looked up groggily at the sound of his name.

“Mnh… I what…? Ngh-!” He winced as he noticed how shitty he felt. He had a painful headache, and he realized he must be hung over. Awh, shit.

He heard a familiar voice make a cute noise like an affectionate chuckle, from really close to him. He let out a groan and nuzzled into the owner of the voice. They were warm. How nice…~

“Fukase, seriously.” The voice said again. “You’ve gotta get up. Everyone’s going home soon, you should at least say bye.”

“Mmmmnnn, nooo, five more minutes…?” Fukase mumbled.

The voice sighed and pulled Fukase closer. “Fine…~”

The five minutes gave Fukase a minute to wake up fully, and then-

He finally felt himself cuddling Len.

His head was buried on Len’s chest between his neck and shoulder, and his arms were wrapped around his body. Their legs were tangled together too.

How did this even happen…?

He was about to get up, but blushed hard instead when Len kissed his forehead.

“Okay, that’s enough sleeping, time to actually get up.”

Fukase sighed then slowly got up, still red. “Mnh… fine.”

He sat up sleepily, stretching his arms above his head. Len was still lying down, with his a hand on his arm and gazing at Fukase affectionately.

“You’re so old now~” he teased. Fukase rolled his eyes. “Oh shut up, I’m not that old.”

“You’re 16. Ancient as fuck.”

“Len-!” Fukase smacked Len’s shoulder and Len giggled.

“Hey, we should go to the park today,” Len suggested randomly.

Fukase blinked at him in surprise. “Uh… what? Why?”

Before Len could reply, he got interrupted by Gumi, who was staring at the two of them on the couch from the floor where she had slept.

“Hey, just letting you know that I’ll be driving everyone home,” she said to Fukase. He blinked again. “Uh… okay. Bye then, I guess.”

Gumi tilted her head at Len. “Do you need a ride home too?”

Len glanced at Fukase, then shook his head. “Nah, I got to give Fuka his present today. Tell Rin and Miku I’ll be home tonight.”

“All right then,” Gumi nodded, then started to wake up some other people.

Fukase groaned and rubbed his forehead. “Mnh… fuck, how much did I have to drink last night…?” He muttered.
Len looked over at him, a mix of concern and nervousness on his face. “Uh… do you remember anything?”

There was something expectant in his expression, as though something important happened… what was it?! Fukase’s head hurt too much to think about it. He shook his head. “No… I don’t think so, anyway.”

What did Len’s face mean? Was that relief, or disappointment? Or a mix of both? It was hard to tell…
“Anyway… why did you wanna go to the park?” Fukase asked. “Isn’t it a little cold for that-?”

Len shrugged. “Just… just an idea. Something to do.”

Fukase had a suspicion Len was up to something, but he was too tired to care.

“Alright, fine then. We’ll go after lunch.”

“Cool.”

Fukase wanted to ask why they had been cuddling or how that happened, but he didn’t know how to word it. So he just left it unsaid and said goodbye to everyone.

SUNDAY 2:30 PM

“Grounders!”

“No one!”

Fukase groaned in frustration and kept moving, his hand on the rail and his eyes tightly shut. He could hear Len going down the slide, then heard the sound of woodchips crunching, like he was running for the stairs.

“Grounders!” Fukase called.

“No one!” Len yelled.

“You frickin’ liar! Eagle Eyes!” Len froze where he was and Fukase opened his eyes, peering over the railing without moving to look below him where Len was hanging onto the climbing spiral with one foot on the ground. Fukase pointed at him and laughed. “Hah! I caught you! Your turn~”

“Okay, what! That’s not fair!” Len grumbled, stepping off the spiral.

“It totally is fair. You suck at Grounders, bro.”

“No I don’t.”Len scoffed. “You just abuse Eagle Eyes like my stepdad abuses his meds.”

Fukase blinked in shock at Len. “…was that supposed to be a joke?”

Len just shrugged, and Fukase put his hand on his shoulder with a serious expression. “Bro, that wasn’t funny. You shouldn’t joke about that.”

Len stared at him. “I- okay…”

A pause while Fukase stared into Len’s eyes in the most awkward way possible, and then-

“But also, got you.” He then ran away from Len as fast as he could. Len made an indignant sound and chased him. He could heard Fukase’s cackling from ahead.

Instead of tagging him, for some reason Len tackled him, his arms circling his waist. Fukase let out a yelp of surprise and fell to the ground while Len put his hands behind his back.

“Got you~” Len smiled. Fukase laughed. “Oh- okay now get off of me you whore!”

Len grinned and messed up Fukase’s hair, and Fukase made a squeak of irritation. “Hey! You bastard, I spent all morning getting that right!”

“Yeah, instead of spending time with meee~” Len pouted, coming to a sitting position. “You don’t gotta try to look pretty just for me, y’know. I think you’re pretty enough already~”

Fukase blushed a bit- dammit this stupid cute banana twink- and rolled his eyes. “I wasn’t making myself pretty for YOU, dumbass.”

“Really? Because you’re not seeing anyone else today, and you said wearing makeup and doing your hair on weekends is a waste of time. You used to not do that when seeing me, so-“ he grinned and leaned in to Fukase. “What changed~?”

“Bro actually shut your bitch ass up before I throw you into the river,” Fukase said, pointing his thumb at the river that ran through the park.

“Bro stop your BS before I kiss you on the mouth,” Len quipped casually. Fukase snickered. “Yo what-“

“What, you don’t think I would do it? I got you a frickin’ cat, bro, that’s basically a confession of love right there.”

Fukase froze and stared at Len with a shocked expression. “Wait, you what…?”

Len blinked as he remembered he hadn’t shown him the surprise yet.

“Oh shit- ahah, that reminds me come with me-“ he stood up and grabbed Fukase’s hand, then dragged him to a small gazebo in the middle of the park.

“Wait- did I hear you right?! You got me a WHAT-??”

“Shut up and pretend you didn’t hear anything! It’s a surprise!”

At the gazebo, there was a middle-aged woman holding a pet carrier, who was scrolling on her phone. Len took Fukase’s shoulders and guided him over to the woman.

She looked up at Len.
“You’re Kagamine?” She asked. Len nodded, then turned to Fukase. 
“Fuka, if you could hypothetically own any kind of cat, what would it be?”

Fukase blinks at him nervously. “Uh, one of those pretty fluffy white ones with the gray legs and blue eyes, what’s it called- oh, a Siamese. A girl, and I would name her Cocaine.”

“…okay that’s pretty specific- uh what if I told you I got you a random orange male kitten from the street?”

“I would still be happy because I fucking love cats. And I would name him Kyle.”

Len grinned. The woman handed over a clipboard and a pen.

“Sign here, please,” she said, and Len did, then took the carrier from her.

“Soooo, I talked to your parents a LOT and I finally got them to agree with this buuuuut- here you goooo~” he kneeled to the ground and opened the carrier, taking out a small baby orange kitten. Fukase covered his mouth in disbelief and joy.

“No fucking way,” he breathed out, unable to stop the grin on his face.

The kitten squeaked when Len gently placed him in Fukase’s hands.

“Happy birthday, Fuka~”

Fukase stared from the kitten to Len, then after a long silence he said-

“I think I wanna marry you.”

Chapter Text

SUNDAY, 6:00PM

“So, how was your date with the banana twink~?” vFlower asked as Fukase walked through the door when he got home. Fukase blushed and rolled his eyes. “It wasn’t a date-!” he exclaimed. “We just went to the park.”

vFlower eyes the cat carrier suspiciously. “What is that...?”

Fukase grinned and sat down on the floor of the living room, setting down the cat carrier and opening it. “This is our new son. His name is Kyle :3” 
Kyle stumbled out of the carrier and squeaked at vFlower. They just stared at his tiny orange body for a while. “I’ll say it again- what is that.”

Fukase blinked at them and picked up Kyle, holding him up to show vFlower. “He’s our new cat!! Dad said it was okay for Len to get me him. Isn’t he so dumb looking??”

“Yeah, he looks stupid as hell,” vFlower said, smiling. “He doesn’t have any thoughts does he?”

Kyle jumped out of Fukase’s arms and raced over to vFlower, immediately biting their ankle.

“OW!! WHAT THE HELL! KYLE! BAD!” vFlower yelled, clutching their ankle, and Fukase scooped up Kyle and stroked his head.
“Awww, who’s a good little dumbass~”

Kyle chirped and nuzzled into his touch. vFlower squatted down and glared at him, but their eyes softened as Kyle widened his dumb gray-green eyes at them. vFlower reluctantly pet his head. “Oh, fine- only cause you’re cute... I guess,” they grumbled.

Kyle immediately attacked their hand and vFlower pulled away with a hiss.

Fukase fondly watched Kyle run around their living room for a while. “Well, seems like he’s already used to the place~”

“Why’d you choose the name Kyle, anyway?” vFlower asked. “That’s a stupid human name, why would you do that? Name him after a drug or something, like Methamphetamine.”

Fukase shrugged. “We already have a cat named after a drug, that’s why. And I chose it because I saw this TikTok once where an orange cat was hitting a candle and the owner just screamed ‘KYLE. STOP IT. KYLE YOU FUCKING-’ and I found the way she said it so funny for no reason.”

“Your sense of humour is a little fucked up.”

“Not as bad as yours.”

“Shut up...”

After that, Fukase and vFlower locked Kyle in the bathroom (his new home for a week or two before he would get used to the rest of the house. Also so their other cats don’t eat his food) before going to the pet store to get kitten food, kitten toys, a bed, and some other stuff. Apparently Fukase’s dad had left him some money to get supplies for Kyle, so they had everything they needed.

“I don’t get it,” Fukase mumbled, examining the various kinds of cat food. “Why can’t Kyle just have some of Heroin’s or Mocha’s food?”

“Why do you think baby humans don’t start eating hamburgers and mac and cheese or whatever you people eat as soon as they pop out of the womb?” vFlower answered, rolling their eyes as though Fukase was one of the dumbest people in the world. “Babies need milk before they can eat food, dumbass.”

Fukase punched vFlower’s arm. “I know that,” he said indignantly, “but Kyle is too old for milk. He’s, like, four in people years. Why does he need kitten food and not grown-up cat food?”

“Fukase stop asking stupid questions and just buy the cheapest option,” vFlower sighed.

“I can’t! They’re all like a million yen per bag! Why is kitten food so fucking expensive...?”

vFlower groaned in exasperation and grabbed a bag off the shelf. “Here, this should be good. Hey, why isn’t your boyfriend doing this instead of me?! He’s the one who got you Kyle, isn’t he?”

Fukase blushed and scoffed, flipping his long fluffy hair. “Len isn’t my boyfriend,” he corrected them.

“But you want him to be. Don’t you?” vFlower asked bluntly. 
Fukase froze. He wasn’t expecting that.
..

And did he?

He thought of how he was so much happier when Len was around.

He thought of the way Len smiled at him and laughed at Fukase’s jokes that made Fukase’s stomach do a silly little flip.

He thought of how he would do anything for Len.

He thought of how he lowkey wanted to kiss him.

Oh shit.

He had a crush on his best friend.

“I mean, I think everyone thought y’all were dating because of what y’all did last night.” vFlower said matter-of-factly, examining the mice-shaped cat toys that you fill with catnip.

Fukase blinked in shock and turned around to face them. “What?! What did we do?” he cried.

vFlower chuckled. “Awh, it’s cute how you were so drunk you don’t remember anything. I would’ve thought you’d remember this, at least.”

“What?”

“You kissed him,” they explained. “I mean yeah, we were playing spin the bottle, but you, like- ACTUALLY kissed him. More than once. And then you two snuck off to a broom closet, no one knows what the fuck happened in there because Banana Twink won’t say, but I think we all know what happened~ and by the end of the night, you both passed out on the couch and you got REAL clingy with him. Wouldn’t let him go.”

Fukase’s mind was reeling. He had just now realized he liked Len... but he had apparently already kissed him before?!

And even worse-

HE DIDN’T REMEMBER A SINGLE THING?!?

“...Three moons,” he breathed out.

vFlower snorted with amusement. “Oh, you’ve started saying that again have you? ...damn it, I thought your obsession was over, I thought you got rid of those books...”

“Dear StarClan- I kissed him?! And you didn’t tell me!!”

“Why should I have? Not my business. Besides, I thought you would remember that.”

Only now did Fukase realize that he did vaguely remember playing spin the bottle last night... and the faint yells of the other guests when he kissed Len...

“...I think I need a minute to think about this,” Fukase said weakly.

“Save it for home. The car ride’s like two minutes.” vFlower said, smirking knowingly, before taking their stuff and bringing it to checkout.

“So, you do want to date him then?” vFlower asked, scanning the barcodes at self-checkout.

Fukase blushed hard and couldn’t look at them. “...Maybe a little,” he admitted.

“Good, that means I didn’t break up with Miku for nothing.”

Fukase stared at vFlower in shock. “Wait- you did WHAT?!”

vFlower shrugged. “Yeah, we broke up last night. She went home early. You didn’t notice?”

“But... why?” Fukase sounded confused.

vFlower shrugged again and held out their hand, asking for the money to pay for the stuff. Fukase quickly slapped a couple candy bars onto the scanner and vFlower rolled their eyes at him.

“Well, I was mainly dating her just to try it, y’know? Some girl in my chemistry class set us up, and we decided to keep doing it, I guess. And you look like you really like that banana twink, don’t you?”

Fukase scoffed in embarrassment. “Stop calling him that, he’s not a banana twink-”

“He looks like one. Anyway, I know it’s normal and fine to be dating your brother’s boyfriend’s sister but, like, it still felt a little weird to me, y’know? I think you and Len would be cute together, and I want to give you two a shot.”

Fukase blushed. “Please say that’s not the only reason... you didn’t have to break up with Miku just for me.”

“Yeah, it wasn’t, to be honest.” vFlower tilted their head and picked everything up, starting to walk towards the car. Fukase grabbed the candy bars and stuffed them into his pocket.
“Well now I’m a little offended,” he grumbled, half joking.

vFlower just chuckled. “It was never going to work out, anyway. It was starting to get a little boring, really. And...” Surprisingly, when they reached the car, their voice softened and they started putting stuff in the trunk. “And seeing your face when you looked at him... it made me realize what love really looked like. And it wasn’t what I felt when I thought of Miku.”

Fukase turned red, but was still surprised by the sudden tone change.
“Oh...” he breathed out softly, watching his breath in the cold winter air.

He got in the car and just stared at nothing for a while, his hand subconsciously tracing over the yellow-painted fingernail.
vFlower got in too after a bit and smiled affectionately at Fukase.

“Hey,” they started, “you okay?”

Fukase shook his head. “...I’m fine.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. I’m the finest guy you’ll ever see~”

vFlower laughed. “Don’t use that on me, idiot! Use that on that banana twink you’ve got it so bad for!”

“Hey! I said stop calling him that!” Fukase smiled.

“...But actually, yeah I will~”

Chapter Text

MONDAY, 12:20 PM

Len cried out as his ass hit the floor, and he suddenly felt Fukase’s hands on his shoulders.

“Len, you okay?!” Fukase asked worriedly. Len could hear Piko, vFlower, and Oliver laughing at him, and his face felt hot with embarrassment.

“Yeah… yeah, I’m fine,” he muttered, taking Fukase’s extended hand and pulling himself up.

Wait… was that a hint of redness on Fukase’s cheeks?

No, must be the lighting.

“Bro how do you even do that,” vFlower snickered.

“Yeah, you just crashed into that wall- were you not looking where you were going?!” Piko commented.

“Shut up! I was just- thinking… I got distracted,” Len said.

In truth he was thinking about how to ask Fukase out.

But he DEFINITELY couldn’t tell his friend group that…

“You’re okay, though?” Fukase asked, dusting off Len’s shoulders awkwardly.

Len shifted his backpack strap and shot Fukase a grateful look. “Yeah, I’m good. Thanks.”

Fukase’s eyes darted to a small, folded-up piece of paper on the ground.

“Oh… you dropped this,” he said, picking it up and handing it back to Len. Len turned bright red and snatched it back- he was preparing to give that to Fukase… later. He couldn’t see it-!

He then realized that must have looked very suspicious, so he muttered out a “Ah- t-thanks…”

Fukase just blinked at him, but vFlower clearly noticed something was up with him. They grinned and tried to make a reach for the paper.

“Ooo, what’s that~?” They asked, reaching an arm over Len’s shoulder and trying to get the paper. Len squeaked and pocketed it quickly, batting them away. “V! Leave me alone!”

“What is it though?” Oliver asked curiously.

“It’s nothing!”

“It does not look like nothing,” Piko smirked. “Mind sharing with the class?~”

Len glared at him and was about to shoot something back, but instead Fukase got there first. “Not helping, Piko,” he said. “Mind your own business.”

Len breathed out a sigh of relief. The three of them seemed to drop it after that. But now that Fukase’s seen it, there’s no way he can give it to him. It would be too awkward- like ‘why didn’t you just give this to me before?’ And if he did, he’d just have to stand there awkwardly while Fukase read it. No, Len would have to memorize it. But then he’d actually have to tell Fukase how he feels, with… words. Ew. Maybe if he wrote them down- wait, they’re already written down-

“Len?” Fukase blinked at him. “You good? You seem distracted again.”

Len shook his head. “Yeah, I’m fine, I swear-! Just thinking about, uh… schoolwork. Yeah. I gotta, uh, finish a really big Excel spreadsheet for business due on Friday…”

Fukase gave him a skeptical look. “Mn, whatever you say, bro.”

The other three were farther up the hallway and out of earshot, so it was just Len and Fukase. This would be a good time to tell him… or would it?

You know what- fuck it. If Len doesn’t tell him now, he might never.

Len opened his mouth to ask him, but no sound came out. His heart started beating too fast, and he shook his head and gave it up.

It didn’t matter, anyway. Fukase wasn’t looking.

“V, wait up!” He called, then ran down the hallway to meet the others.

Len let out a breath and followed him.

“We only have ten minutes left of lunch,” Piko said. “Five if you do not count the warning bell. Should we start going to class now?”

“Oh yeah, I have gym next. I should probably get changed…” Fukase sighed.

Now or never, Len. C’mon, get over yourself and just ask him-

“Actually, Fuka, can I talk to you alone for a moment?”

Yes!!

Now to actually ask him the hard question…

Fukase turned to him and blinked in surprise. “Oh, uh, okay.” He started to follow Len to the closet because where else lol.

The other three snickered to themselves and went “Oooooo~” and Len glared at them and flipped them off.
Fukase let Len into the closet, then closed the door and leaned against it, crossing his arms.

“So what’s up? You sure you feeling okay?” Fukase asked.
Len couldn’t look at him, damn he was too hot… but he had to say this, if he could just figure out how…

“I- yeah, I’m fine… But I-“ he took a deep breath- “I wanted to tell you something… something that I’ve been thinking for a long time.”

By the look on his face, Len was pretty sure Fukase already knew what it was. Which wasn’t good- Len had to be the one to tell him. Damn this twink and his stupid big ego. Or maybe he just automatically assumed, because usually when people say “I want to tell you something I’ve been wanting to say for a long time” they’re either coming out as gay or they’re saying they like you.

But thankfully, Fukase seemed to act oblivious. “Yeah?”

He said, encouraging Len to go on.

Len couldn’t speak for a while. A few minutes ago, they had been with the meme squad, how could he just drop this on him all of a sudden-?? He should’ve waited for the right timing…

But whatever. Len had him here, right now, so he was going to do it.

“Fukase, I…” he swallowed and groaned, covering his red face. “Fuuuuck, why is this so hard?!”

Fukase giggled. “It’s okay bro, you’re good. Take your time.”

Len took a deep breath and tried to look him in the eyes. Nope, didn’t work. He tried to look lower- no, then it just looks like he’s staring at his chest. Fucking hell, Len, get it together.

“If you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine,” Fukase said a little nervously. Len sighed. “No, I got you this far, I’ve gotta tell you now. Otherwise- what even are we doing here.”

Fukase was about to answer, when suddenly the warning bell started ringing.

“Oh shit, we’re supposed to be in the changeroom by now… I should get going-“ Fukase muttered, reaching to open the door. Len’s eyes widened and he grabbed Fukase’s wrist.

“Wait-!”

Fukase looked at Len’s blushing face in surprise.

“I’m in love with you, dumbass.” Len spat it out before he could think about it. “I was gonna ask you if you wanted to go to that underage bar with me on the weekend. As a date. There, happy?”

Fukase just stared at Len, and Len shut his eyes, preparing for the worst- “Sorry Len, I don’t actually like you and I never will.” “I only date REAL men.” “As a date?? You’re joking, right? Pfft, you’re funny, Len.”

But Fukase didn’t say any of those things. Instead he took his hand off the doorknob. “You’re serious…?” He asked softly. Len nodded, carefully opening one eye.

A pause, and then Fukase started laughing, falling forward a bit so his head rested on Len’s shoulder. Len blinked out of shock.

“I- hey! Stop laughing you bastard! You know how hard it was to tell you that?!”

“Hah- that’s why I’m laughing!” Fukase smiled, and Len was about to slap him when Fukase got up again, and to Len’s surprise he cupped his cheeks. “You didn’t have to worry so much about asking me. I like you too, and I thought I was being very obvious.”

“What- no the hell you weren’t!” Len said indignantly, though secretly overjoyed that Fukase liked him back. “How was I supposed to tell?! You’ve barely done anything!”

“I kissed you at my birthday.”

“You were drunk!”

“We made out in the closet.”

Len paused for a moment.

“…What? No, we didn’t. At your birthday, you mean?”

Fukase blinked. “Wait, what? vFlower said we did. I don't remember anything from then, to be honest, but-“

“We went in the closet so I could clean you up, you looked like a mess,” Len said, smiling. “You’re cute when you’re drunk, did you know that?”

Fukase blushed and just scoffed. “Oh shut up. And yes, I will go with you to the thingy. Saturday, right?”

“Yeah…” Len couldn’t stop himself from smiling. “So it’s a date, then?”

“Mhm.” Fukase seemed to realize he was still cupping Len’s face and dropped his hands. “So… what does this make us, then?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like… are we dating, or just going out once and then staying friends? Cause usually a date is something you do to get to know the other person better, right? But we’re already friends so-“

Len tilted his head. “I mean… I kinda wanna be your boyfriend…~” he muttered, his face still red.

“Me too. But- uh- yours- I mean-“ Fukase groaned in embarrassment and Len smiled again. “Hey, it’s fine- I know what you mean.”

Len took Fukase’s hand and hooked it with his own. “So… you wanna try it then? Being boyfriends?”

“God, you are SO CHEESY, yes, of course, dumbass.” Fukase said.

Len laughed. “Can I kiss you?” He suddenly blurted, then realized what he had said. “Wait- I didn’t mean-“

“Hey, it’s fine,” Fukase said. “If you want to, you can. I wanna have a kiss I can actually remember.” He scowled, and Len knew he was talking about his birthday.

“Okay then- but, uh, I don’t have like any experience so-“ Len started, but Fukase cut him off.

“Don’t care. Just do it.”

Len took a deep breath and cupped Fukase’s face, then pulled him in and pressed his lips to his.

The final bell went off in the distance, meaning they would definitely be late for class now, but Len didn’t care.

Fukase was finally his…

They pulled away after a bit, and Len whispered “we should get to class now…” Fuck, why was he shaking so bad?! It’s not a big deal, Fukase’s kissed him before… but never sober.

“Yeah…” Fukase breathed out, but gave Len’s lips another peck. “I guess. Ughhh, I don’t wanna do gym,” he complained.

Len laughed. “Hey, I don’t wanna do business class, either. But we’ve gotta go.”

“Why don’t we just skip?” Fukase suggested.

“Yeah that sounds like a better idea.”

They ended up just walking around the place and going to like a coffee shop or something until 3:15 :D

Chapter Text

SATURDAY, 8:30PM

“You got everything?” vFlower asked. “Keys, wallet, phone, everything?”

Fukase groaned. “Yes V, I’m not five. I’ve been on a date before.”

“Another thing, boys don’t like it when you lie to them. So maybe don’t say stuff like that,” vFlower suggested.

“Ha-ha.” Fukase gave them a deadpanned look and flipped them off. “And anyway, it’s Len. I know how to act around him.”

“So you’ll act like a lovestruck idiot around him again?” vFlower asked, smirking.

Fukase rolled his eyes. “What the hell? I don’t act like that around him.”

“Yeah the fuck you do. Remember you were eating lunch with him the other day and he looked at you, then you started choking on your sandwich?”

Fukase glared at them, but vFlower was saved a witty retort from him when Fukase noticed a gray minivan pulling up behind them in the rearview mirror.

“Shit, he’s here-“ Fukase started gathering his stuff together and opening the car door.

“Have fun!” vFlower called. “Make sure to use protection!”

Fukase blushed. “Shut up!”

He stepped out of the car, ignoring vFlower throwing a condom out of the window at him.

He watched Len step out of the car and wave to a blue-haired middle aged man in the driver’s seat. Fukase took a deep breath and approached him.

“Heyyy~” Fukase said to Len, trying to be smooth but had a bit of a voice crack halfway through. Len snickered.
“hEy to you too,” he said, imitating the voice crack. Fukase blushed in embarrassment and punched his shoulder.

“Shut up. Hey, you look nice. You actually took a shower for once? For me? I’m flattered~”

“You look exactly the same.” Len observed. “I see you, as usual, haven’t showered for two weeks?”

“Not true! I have one every day,” Fukase protested.

“Every day? Isn’t that kinda bad for you?” Len blinked at him.

“What, how often do YOU shower?”

“Once every other day? Like a normal person?”

“Wow, you’re kinda disgusting,” Fukase said, without any real offense in his tone.

“No the hell I’m not. Shut up and let me take you out.”

“You got money, right?”

Len gave him a deadpanned look. “No, Fukase,” he said sarcastically, “I just wanted to ask you if you’d want to go out with me and then make you pay for everything cause I’m an asshole.” He held up a 5000 yen note. “Of course I have money. Dad threw some at me when I left the house.”

“Oh wow, Kaito’s just spoiling you at this point isn’t he?” Fukase grinned.

“Yeah, it’s weird. He usually doesn’t give me any money, it’s always ‘go ask your mother’.” Len shrugged.

“Anyway, we going in or nah?” Fukase gestured to the bar, and Len adjusted his shirt.

“Yeah, okay. Let’s go.”

They pushed their way inside the bar, only to be immediately face-to-face with Kasane Teto. Fukase barely knew her, but she had been to his birthday party as one of his random invites. She was also in his hairstyling class last semester.

“Heyyyy, Len! Glad you could make it!” She exclaimed excitedly.

“Yeah, of course!” Len replied, smiling. “I hope it’s alright that I brought my boyfriend?”

Teto glanced at Fukase, and Fukase wondered if he imagined the look of disdain that appeared on her face for a fraction of a second. But she just smiled at Len. “Of course! So, you guys are a thing now? Like, it’s official?” She asked curiously, but Fukase definitely noticed the hint of bitterness behind her tone.

“Oh- yeah, we’ve been dating since last Monday,” Fukase admitted. Teto narrowed her eyes at him.

“Nice,” she said. “That’s super cool.”

Teto suddenly clapped her hands. “Well! You guys can join the party then, the drinks are non-alcoholic BUT-“ she lowered her voice- “If you do want something in there, just ask for your drink with some cinnamon in it, okay~?”

“Thanks Teto, we’ll pass,” Fukase said, while Len said “cinnamon? Really?”

Teto didn’t respond to either of them and instead walked away, joining the crowd of people inside.

Fukase and Len glance at each other, then step inside after her.

The bar was filled with people, mostly from their school. All the popular girls were there, and a lot of the boys too. Fukase had been expecting this to be more like a club or a college party, but it wasn’t. It was surprisingly chill. The music was loud, but not so loud you could barely hear each other, and not intense enough that people were dancing. Well okay, some people were, but they looked drunk off their asses.

Fukase had a feeling the only reason this was happening is because Teto’s dad owned this bar and there was literally nothing else to do for anyone this weekend.
Len looked around too, and made a soft little “hm” noise in his throat.

“So… what now?” He asked Fukase.

“Uhh… you know what, I’m not sure,” Fukase muttered.
“Let’s just get some drinks, I guess. Pretty much nothing else to do.”

Len shrugged and followed him to the drinks.

“Hey,” Len called to the bartender. They glanced behind their shoulder at him.

“Can we get something?” Len asked. The bartender nodded and approached him.

“We don’t have many options for non alcoholic drinks, I’m afraid,” they said. “We have pop and water.”

“This party sucks,” Fukase mumbled to Len, and Len nodded back in agreement.

“Uh… we’ll take 2 ginger ales then. Is that good?” He asked Fukase, and he nodded.

“Alright then, that’ll be ¥950.”

Fukase and Len exchanged glances. This fucking economy man istg

“Uh- you know what, I’ll just get the one-“ Len muttered.
Fukase elbowed him. “Wow, selfish much?” He said without meaning it. “I guess I’ll just suffer here then, alone and thirsty~”

“Oh shut up, it’s for you,” Len grumbled, passing over the money, and Fukase felt his face going red.

“Oh- a-ah, you don’t have to-“ he started, but Len cut him off. “I’m getting one for you and that’s final.”

Fukase looked at him in surprise. Len was acting a little different today, wasn’t he? Wonder what happened…?
It was kind of hot, if Fukase was being totally honest.
Len took the ginger ale and passed it to Fukase.

“So what now?” Fukase asked. “There’s nothing to do here…”

“I don’t know.” Len sighed. “This is stupid. Sorry for making you come here…”

“No, it’s okay! You didn’t know it would turn out like this.”

Len muttered something under his breath that Fukase couldn’t catch, just when Fukase noticed Miku in the corner of the room, dancing with some guy he didn’t know. She had clearly moved on from vFlower fast…

“Hey, let’s go bother your sister,” he said to Len.

“What? Why??” Len protested, but Fukase was already making his way towards Miku.

He heard Len sigh, but then he heard “Fukase watch out!” And before he knew it, he was ass-up on the ground. The ginger ale can was a foot away, and was slowly spilling out on the floor.

Face hot with embarrassment, he sat up, ignoring the gazes of the snickering people around him.

“Oh my god you dumbass- you okay??” Len asked him, rushing over to his side and lending him his hand.

Fukase suddenly remembered the thing he had said to vFlower a while ago, and he took Len’s hand and helped himself up. “Yeah, I’m fine,” he said, setting up the joke.

“You sure??” Len asked worriedly, falling for the trap easily.

“Yeah.” Without knowing what he was doing, but also knowing exactly what he’s doing, he lifted Len’s hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it. “I’m the finest guy you’ll ever see~”

Oh, the shade Len’s face turned at those simple words was something not even Fukase, who was bright red even at the mention of Len, could be.

Before he knew it, Len was kissing him. On the lips. He just smiled and kissed him back, and now his face was almost as red as Len’s by the time he pulled away.
“Let’s go back to my place,” Len breathed out.

Fukase burst out into giggles. “Oh, someone’s eager isn’t he~ after just one sentence? You must be down BAD for me~ I mean I get it, I am gorgeous✨-“

He’s shut up again by another kiss. “No you dumbass, shut up!” Len hissed. “I’m just saying I’m bored, let’s go play Mario kart.”

“Ah, okay,” Fukase grinned. “But we’re totally gonna bang after, right?”

“We’ll see! Just let’s get out of here…” Len groaned, taking Fukase’s hand and pulling him towards the exit.”

“Heh… we’re not actually gonna bang though right?” Fukase asked nervously when they were outside the building.

Len sighed and flicked his forehead affectionately. “Obviously not,” he said in exasperation. But Fukase definitely heard him mumble under his breath, “unless you want to…”

Fukase chuckled nervously. “Hahah, nooo… first of all we’ve only been dating for less than a week, and I think that’d be moving too fast- and second…” he played with a black gray white and purple keychain on his bag. “I’m a sex-repulsed asexual, actually, so… I don’t know if I’d ever be comfortable doing that.”

Len blinked at him. “Oh, really? I didn’t know that.”

Fukase looked up at Len. “And you’re fine with that?” He asked for confirmation. “Cause, well, I’m asexual and you’re not, so wouldn’t that cause a few problems…?”

“Oh, it’s fine. If you don’t wanna bang I don’t mind. Just cause we’re dating doesn’t mean we automatically have to do that,” Len said, waving his hand dismissively. “And yeah…” he turned a little red and looked away. “I might maybe want to do that, at some point… but it won’t be worth it if you’re not comfortable-“

Fukase smiled at his boyfriend. “Awh. That’s sweet~ and thanks.”

The minivan from earlier pulled up in front of them, and it was Meiko driving this time.

“Hey, Fukase,” she called. “You boys need a ride home?”

Len got in the passenger while Fukase got in the backseat. “Hey, Mom. The party sucked. Where’s Dad?”

“He’s out with Gakupo right now,” Meiko answered. “He asked me to drive you back.”

“Ah, okay,” Len nodded.

Fukase blinked. “Wait, so this is a weird question but like- what’s the deal with your family?” He asked Len. “Like are your parents still together or-?”

Len shrugged. “Mom and Dad are still together, but Dad has a boyfriend too. Miku Rin and I are all biological siblings even though we don’t look it. Miku just takes after Dad while Rin and I take after Mom. Also, Rin and I were born as each other but found out the other was trans at the same time so we just kinda switched.”

Fukase looked a little confused. “Uh… okay. And Len’s Mom, you’re fine with your husband having a boyfriend?”

“Call me Meiko, dear,” she said. “And yes, Kaito has explained that he’s polyamorous to me already, and we’ve made an agreement that he can date whoever he wants as long as he’s honest to me about it. And Rin and Len, naturally, are blond because I may have eaten too many bananas and oranges while pregnant.”

Fukase laughed, but then he realized neither Len nor Meiko were laughing too. “…There’s no way you’re serious,” he said.

“No, the doctor actually said that’s the reason,” Len said.

Fukase stared at Meiko’s car seat in front of him in disbelief. “What…”

Chapter Text

SATURDAY, 10:00 PM

Len flopped on his bed as soon as he and Fukase made it back to his house. He let out a sigh of relief and then a squeak of astonishment as Fukase jumped on him. He laughed and pushed Fukase away.
“Get off, you fatass-!” he said affectionately. Fukase laughed too and climbed back on top of Len.

“Nuh uh, you can’t escape meeee~” he teased.

“No seriously get off! You’re crushing me-” Len objected with a smile on his face, shoving him off again.

Fukase snickered, but didn’t push it and settled back into the corner of Len’s bed. “Fine, fine~”

“So, Mario Kart then?” Len suggested, reaching for the Nintendo Switch at the foot of his bed.

Fukase grabbed Giuseppe (they had decided to share custody of him and this week it was Len’s turn) and cuddled him. “Sure. I call blue.”

“What, that’s the good joy-con though!” Len muttered, then scoffed and threw the blue controller at Fukase. “Fine, whatever.”

Len turned on the TV and connected the Switch, then stood back up and climbed back on the bed, snuggling up next to Fukase.

Len selected Bowser Jr and Fukase chose Daisy. They both looked at each other weird.

“Baby Bowser? Really?” Fukase scoffed. “You do realize he has, like, the worst stats right?”

“Why did you choose Daisy?” Len raised an eyebrow.

“Cause I like her?? You got a problem with that?” Fukase demanded.

“No- okay fine, I’ll be Toad.” Len muttered, then chose yellow Toad and started the game after selecting the kart.

Just as Lakitu appeared on screen, Fukase smirked and said “If you lose you gotta kiss me bro.”

Len blinked in surprise, but then shrugged. “Alright bet~”

Fukase started it and quickly gained first place, but he noticed Len wasn’t really trying. He was in sixth.

“Uh... okay, I get it you wanna make out,” Fukase mumbled, “but can you like- actually try??”

Len shrugged. “Nah. I’m good.”

He got an item box and it was the crazy 8, but Len didn’t use it. Fukase just scoffed as he finished the first lap. “You got the 8 and you’re not using it?? I never get the 8! Please bro just try these bots suck and I need a challenge-”

Len smirked and just kept going. By the end, Fukase got first and he finished in eighth.

“Oh noooo, I lost,” he said sarcastically. “Now I have to kiss you I guess.”

Fukase just stared at him.

“You little bitch,” he breathed out. Then he shook his head and his tone grew more annoyed. “I meant if you actually try to play the game! You can’t just lose ON PURPOSE, that’s not fun! We’re going again, and this time y-“

He stopped his annoyed rant when Len got on his knees and leaned forward, then cupped Fukase’s face and kissed him. Fukase decided to give it up and he kissed Len back.
They broke apart after a bit, and Fukase just tilted his head, still staring at Len’s lips.

“You absolute dumbass…“ he muttered, then held his face and pecked his lips again. “You think you could just shut me up like that?”

“I mean, it worked~” Len grinned. He let go and instead snuggled up closer to Fukase, one arm wrapped around Fukase’s torso. He kissed his forehead before turning back to the game. “Anyway… we still got three more rounds left, so-“

“Nah, fuck that~” Fukase scoffed. And before Len could say anything, he was kissing him again. The game had started without them, and Toad and Daisy were just sitting behind the starting line, forgotten.

It’s a while before the fruits pull away from each other. Len kissed his cheek and then snuggled into his neck. “Mnh… the game though-“ he mumbled.

“Oh, we can play Mario Kart anytime. When are we gonna be alone like this again?”

Fukase waved his hand, and Len made a soft noise in his throat (not a freaky sound it’s like a mnghhhh kinda thing if that makes sense).

“That’s true,” he mused. “So you wanna make out until my mom and dads get home, then?”

“I mean, I’m obviously down,” Fukase shrugged.

“Cool.” Len kissed Fukase again, and this time it lasted for longer. At some point- Len wasn’t sure how long they’d been kissing for- Fukase opened his mouth and started using his tongue. Len just pulled away in surprise, his face red.

Fukase’s eyes widened. “S-shit- I’m sorry- should I not have done that-?”

“O-oh- no it’s fine! I just wasn’t expecting that-“ Len muttered. “I don’t mind if you…” he can’t finish the sentence.

“Mnh… okay then…”Fukase mumbled awkwardly, then took a deep breath and kissed him again, this time with tongue.

It was the first time Len had ever kissed someone like this, so he didn’t know exactly what he was doing. He just kind of tried to kiss back, and he felt Fukase smile against his lips. At that, he felt a little embarrassed- was he doing this wrong? Was Fukase making fun of him??
He was snapped out of his thoughts by Fukase sucking gently on his lip. Len let out a soft moan, but then slapped a hand over his mouth in embarrassment. Fukase giggled and kissed his forehead.

Face burning, Len covered his face and turned away from Fukase.

“…I didn’t mean to do that,” he mumbled.

“It’s okay! It’s okay,” Fukase reassured him, a smile on his face. “You’re good.”

Len made another small noise which turned into giggles as Fukase started pecking his cheek and corner of his mouth. “What the- pfft-! Get off, Fuckass~!”

Fukase then made a small noise at that word and kissed him again a lot harder when Len called him that, and he tangled one hand in Len’s hair. Len was surprised by the sudden intensity that he moaned softly again before kissing him back with a smile on his face.

Fukase broke away, his breathing a little more rough than usual. “You taste like bananas…” he breathed out. Len just stared at him, face red.

“…I didn’t think you would do that,” he said softly. “I thought you hated it when I called you that.”

Fukase shrugged. “I guess it’s fine if you say it… I don’t know what happened, but now I don’t mind as much, if it’s you.”

“I think I know what happened,” Len muttered.

“Yeah?”

Len flicked his forehead. “You became EXTREMELY gay for me, that’s what~”

Fukase scoffed and batted him away. “I did not!” he objected. “Not EXTREMELY, anyway...”

Len laughed. “You’re proving my point-”

“Mnh shut up-“ Fukase shut him up with another kiss, his tongue entering his mouth again. Len kissed him back contentedly.

They were so focused on each other that neither of them noticed the sound of the front door opening.

Fukase slid his hand under Len’s shirt just when Len’s bedroom door opened, and Len’s dad walked in.

“Rin, hon, I just wanted to-“ Kaito stopped, staring at the sight of his son’s best friend’s hand under his shirt, faces flushed like they were doing something 🏳️‍🌈✨gay✨🏳️‍🌈.

Oh and he definitely saw Fukase’s tongue in Len’s mouth.

They immediately pulled away from each other and stared wide-eyed at Kaito.

There’s a long pause before Len speaks, his voice shaky and nervous.

“H-hey, Dad… when did you get home…?”

Chapter Text

SATURDAY, 10:45 PM

Fukase managed a weak awkward chuckle. “Oh- uh, hey… We weren’t doing anything weird, we were just-“

“Enough.” Kaito sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Rin, come with me. We need to talk with your mom and Gakupo.”

Len and Fukase exchanged uneasy glances and Len slowly got up off the bed, casting a look back at Fukase before following his father out the door.

Kaito gestured to the couch and pulled out his phone.

“What are you doing?” Len asked nervously.

“I’m telling your mom what you were doing. She’ll want to talk to you about this.”

Len rubbed his wrists anxiously. He wasn’t sure if he was in trouble or not- his father’s tone was hard to read.

Kaito set down his phone and crossed his arms. Neither of them spoke until they heard the front door opening ten minutes later, and Meiko walked through. She sat down on the couch next to Len and leaned forward, her hands clasped together as she stared at him with an expression as unreadable as Kaito’s.

“So. Mind telling me what your dad said he saw?”

“We weren’t doing anything, I swear-!”

Kaito sighed. “Rin, I saw his tongue in your mouth. This is exactly why I didn’t want you to have boy friends, I always knew it would end like this.”

“I didn’t know you liked boys,” Meiko said more sympathetically. “This must’ve been a strange way to tell your dad, huh?"

Len couldn’t look his mother in the eyes.

“I thought you said you were a lesbian?” Kaito said. “Was that just so you could have boys over??”

“I’m bi,” Len muttered, hands tightening on his pants. “Or maybe pan- I’m not sure…”

“Yeah, gay.”

“Hey, lay off him,” Meiko glared at Kaito.

Kaito just blinked at her. “Him…?”

“I’m trans,” Len said bluntly to Kaito. He wasn’t worried about how he would react; he knew Kaito would try to understand and support him, even if he’s mad right now. “My name’s Len.”

He looked a little confused. “But isn’t your twin named Len?”

“She’s trans too and we just took each other’s names.”

“Okay that’s not important right now!” Meiko said dismissively. “Len, you know we don’t care if you have a boyfriend. I just wish you had told us. It’s Fukase, right?”

“I didn’t even tell her that,” Kaito clarified, and Len blushed. He cleared his throat. “Uh- yeah… we’ve been dating for a week now- I was meaning to tell you, but… I guess it just never came up-“

“You know what this means, right?” Kaito said, sitting back in his chair. “You can’t have him over for sleepovers anymore. And keep your door open when he’s over.”

Meiko rolled her eyes. “Kaito, he’s 15 now. He knows better than to do anything like that.”

“I wouldn’t anyway!” Len interjected. “He said he isn’t comfortable with it.”

“So you’re saying you’ve considered it?!” Kaito asked sharply.

“Leave him alone, Kaito,” Meiko snapped, then turned to Len and gave him a serious look.

“No banging before you turn 18,” she said. “I don’t want you to get pregnant before you-“

Len squawked and batted her away out of embarrassment. “I’m not planning on it! Eww that’s gross-!”

“Good. Fukase can stay over tonight if he wants. Just don’t be too loud or anything.”

Len nodded, just grateful that this conversation was over. “Thanks, mom…!”

He stood up and ran upstairs to his room to see his boyfriend again.

Meanwhile Fukase had been freaking out in a notes app about what just happened :3

Chapter Text

TUESDAY, 5PM

(at the local playground/park)

“You’re dating my brother?! What! Since when??”

“Uh. About a month now...?”

“It’s been a MONTH and y’all didn’t bother to tell me??”

“Hey, it’s none of your business, vFlower,” Fukase snapped at his sister. They scowled at him. “Sorry for just wanting to know what goes on with you, you never tell me shit anymore...”

Len avoided their gaze, fidgeting with his hair. Oliver poked his shoulder from behind and Len looked down at him.

“Len?”

“Yeah?”

“I predicted this months ago.”

“...that’s good for you, buddy.”

“I did though!” Oliver blinked his golden eyes at Fukase. “Remember? In the cafe that one time, you were saying bad things about Len then I said you would start dating! I was right!”

Fukase looked at Piko and vFlower, confused. “Do you guys remember that...?”

“No,” said vFlower.

“No,” Piko said, although he was hardly paying attention. He had headphones in and was scrolling on his phone.

“You were talking shit about me?” Len asked nervously.

Fukase blinked at Oliver, ignoring Len. “Oli, stop making shit up. No one believes you.”

“But I’m not! It was in chapter 3!”

“OH MY GOD no one cares.”

“But-”

“No.”

“I just-”

“Shut up.”

“Fuckass, don’t be mean,” vFlower punched Fukase in the stomach and he fell over with a grunt.

Len rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed. “It’s not important anyway- we just wanted to let y’all know or something I guess...”

Piko just gave him a thumbs up. “That is cool, I guess.”

“Have you two kissed yet??” Oliver squeaked. Len punched him in the arm, but playfully instead of how vFlower punched Fukase. “Obviously?”

“Can you do it now?”

“What the fuck Oli, no. Fukase’s still on the floor.”

“Why would you wanna date my brother though?” vFlower scoffed. “I mean, look at him.” They kicked him in the back so he looked even more pathetic.

Len rolled his eyes and sank to the floor, placing his hand gently on his boyfriend’s back. “vFlower stop bullying him!”

Fukase made a fake whimpering sound and hugged Len’s waist. “Leeennnn, vFlower’s being meannn~”

Len sighed and patted his back. “It’ll be okay, I know they’re scary but I’ll protect you~ >:3”

Fukase smiled at him and started giggling uncontrollably for some reason, but stopped with a yelp when vFlower kicked him in the ass again.

“Are you high or something-” Piko muttered to Fukase, still not looking up from his phone.

Fukase just nuzzled into Len, his voice slurred a bit. “Mmmmnoooo~ I’m fine eheheh~”

“Yeah he’s stoned,” vFlower commented.

“You good??” Len poked Fukase’s cheek and Fukase batted him away.

“Yeahhhh, I jus got uh... maybe 2 hours of sleep last night?” Fukase slurred.

Oliver tilted his head. “How do you guys function with less than 8 hours of sleep?”

“Because you’re a six year old trapped in a thirteen year-old's body and you still probably go to bed at 6:30 every night,” vFlower shot at him.

Oliver gave them an irritated expression. “Not true! My mom takes my iPad at seven and I go to bed at 7:30. On weekends I can stay up till 9!”

The rest of the friend group started laughing their sleep-deprived asses off. Oliver blinked at them in confusion.

“What’s so funny...?” he asked.

“Nothinggg,” Len snickered.

“We’re making fun of you,” said vFlower bluntly.

Oliver hid under the playground and started crying. Fucking loser lmao

“I knew you would start dating eventually,” Piko commented. “From the way Fukase talked about or to Len...”

“Shut up Piko,” Fukase grumbled. “We get it, you know everything, can you just act surprised or something for once?”

“Why should I?” Piko mumbled, turning back to his phone.

“Does Dad know?” vFlower snapped at Fukase.

“Mmmmno. Why should I tell him?” Fukase sat up and glared at them tiredly. “He couldn’t care less who I date as long as I don’t accidentally knock someone up. And I don’t have that problem, thankfully.”

Len cleared his throat, and Fukase blinked at him.

“Oh, right- well I’m ace anyway so I still don’t have that problem.”

“Ace people can still bang,” vFlower raised an eyebrow at their brother. “I mean look at me for example-”

“Oh my God- NOBODY CARES, V,” Fukase groaned. “No one wants to hear about your sex life.”

vFlower shrugged. “Alright then, I’m just saying-”

Chapter Text

THURSDAY, 6:30 PM

(At Fukase’s house)

“Urghhhh, I’m boreddd,” Fukase complained, flopping an arm over his face. “I need something entertaining to do...”

Len looked up from his work, staring at him sympathetically.

“Why don’t you do your homework or something?” he asked.

Fukase flipped over on his bed and glared at him. “That’s not entertaining!” he scoffed. “That’s boring as hell.”

“Something to do.” Len shrugged.

“Could we play Mario Kart again?” Fukase suggested, snatching Giuseppe from the bed and throwing him in the air violently. Giuseppe fell to the floor pathetically, and Len gave the deformed Mario plush a concerned look.

“You just wanna make out again don’t you~” Len commented.

“Leeeennnnn...” Fukase whined.

Len sighed and put down his pencil. “Look, if you’re so bored, just do as I said and do your homework.”

“Don’t got any,” Fukase grumbled.

“Uh, any overdue assignments?”

“Done.”

Len blinked when he suddenly remembered something. “Hey, what about that English project we had last semester?”

Fukase laughed. “That was due in November and it’s May, they’re not gonna let us hand it in-!”

Len shrugged. “You never know~”

“Oh whatever- fine, let’s do it.” Fukase flipped over and fell cross-legged on the floor next to Len, then pulled his school laptop out of his backpack and started it up. “It’ll take a bit to find it though, these computers are slow as FUCK.”

Len laughed. “Yeah, they suck~” he agreed.

“You better work on this with me, babe.”

“I mean I have about 10 not-months-overdue assignments I should be doing right now, but sure.”

Fukase opened the PowerPoint and Len painfully tried to read it aloud.

“T... te... te English-”

“Bro you suck. It’s ‘the’.”

Len slapped his shoulder playfully. “Shut up! Not my fault I suck at English!”

“It kind of literally is your fault, if you had just paid attention...”

“That’s rich coming from someone who’s failed English class TWICE despite living in the States for, like, the first five years of his life. At least I passed!”

“That’s different, I only failed cause I never handed in anything.”

“Whatever!” Len sighed and read out the title (although with a heavy Japanese accent) “’The English-speaking countries of North America.’ There, see? I can speak English if I want to.”

Fukase winced at his diabolical pronunciation. “Yeahhh on second thought, I think I can do this by myself-”

Len scoffed and turned back to his own work. “Fine. Whatever...”

Fukase looked at the other half-complete slides and groaned. “You had to put skibidi toilet on EVERYTHING?”

“Hey it was funny at the time-!” Len pouted. “And I needed to make it more interesting SOMEHOW!”

“Why didn’t you just do it normally...”

“Yeah but that’s boring.”

“Do your work.”

“Alright yep yes sir-”

And so, Fukase locked in months too late and got the entire thing done in less than an hour. When he finished the last word, he snapped out of it and blinked in shock at the computer and the fully complete PowerPoint slideshow in front of him.

“Oh my God,” he muttered. “That was so easy! And that took like no time! Why didn’t we do this sooner-??”

Len shrugged. He was cuddled next to Fukase; his arms wrapped around Fukase’s right arm. He had finished (aka gave up on) his own work a while ago, so he just watched Fukase work the whole time.

“Cause literally anything is more exciting than that? Like for example Subway Surfers?”

“Ah so I got you addicted then~?” Fukase chuckled, and Len blushed a bit for some reason.

“No! I was just trying to beat your high score the whole time... how the hell were you so good at that-”

“What do you think I was doing during the pandemic?” Fukase gives Len a strange look. “Obviously I joined the zoom meetings then turned off my camera and went on Poki and played Subway Surfers the whole time. I got stupidly good at it then.”

“...That makes so much sense.” Len mumbled.

Fukase stretched his arms above his head. “Mngh, so we’ll go to our old class tomorrow and hand this in then?”

Len nodded and adjusted himself, pressing a kiss to Fukase’s cheek. He could feel himself get a little tired. “Mhm...”

“Oh c’mon bro, don’t fall asleep on me now...” Fukase said in a panic, shaking his shoulders. “Get up, you go home in like half an hour-!”

“Mnhh... I’m up-” Len murmured. “Eheheh, you’re very warm though~”

Fukase sighed and looked away, ignoring his reddening face. “Fine, I’ll get your stuff together then. I’ll wake you up when your mom gets here.”

He makes an attempt to stand up, but Len whines and pulls him back down. “Noooo you’re warmmmm~”

“If I’m gonna get your stuff and let you sleep, then I kinda have to get up-”

Len groaned and stood up himself. “Fine, I’ll get my shit together...”

Fukase smiled affectionately as he watched Len tiredly get his things. He stood up himself and stretched his arms above his head, noticing Len’s subtle attention shift to his stomach. He scoffed and put his arms down again, blushing, then went up to him and punched his shoulder gently. "Gayass.”

“I don’t know what you mean.”

“You know damn well what I mean.”

Len got on his toes and kissed Fukase, then tilted his head at him and stared at his lips. “Mm, no I don’t I’m straight~”

“Yeah, right you’re the most heterosexual person in the world,” Fukase says sarcastically, kissing him again.

“Mhm.”

“Len! Your mom’s here!” Fukase’s dad called from downstairs.

“Coming!” Len called. He hugged Fukase quickly and pecked his lips again. “Bye! See you tomorrow~”

“Okay, bye. Lo-” Fukase caught himself quickly before Len noticed what he had been about to say, but it didn’t matter anyway. He was already gone.

Fukase didn’t realize what he had been about to say. And he couldn’t help thinking...

Was what he was about to say true?

...Did he really love Len?

Chapter Text

FRIDAY, 8:50AM

“You really think they’ll let you hand it in?” Len asked nervously.

Fukase just shrugged and adjusted the shoulder strap of his backpack. “I mean, what’ll they do? Yell at us? We’ll be fine.”

“Mn, I guess...”

They were walking down the hall of their school, heading towards their old English class just before school started. Fukase carried his computer in his arm with the PowerPoint open, and they were going to hand in the presentation that was due almost 6 months ago. Just to see if they could.

For funsies.

“Wait, what if Ms. Megpoid isn’t in the class?” Len realized, looking up at Fukase.

“Then whatever. It’s not a big deal, we don’t even technically have to hand this in at all.” Fukase said just as they reached their old English classroom. Fukase knocked on the open door and a green-haired woman in her thirties glanced at them.

“Oh, Satoshi, Kagamine. What are you doing here?” she asked. A couple students were already in the class- a group of four guys and one girl with heavy makeup were laughing and shouting at the back, and two or three girls were scattered around the class, scrolling on their phones.

Len cleared his throat. “Uh, we’re here to hand in that assignment from November?”

Gumi stared at them in surprise, then after a moment she started laughing.
“This isn’t your class anymore-! You can’t hand this in. You already got a 0.”

At that moment, one of the boys looked up and stared at Len. He looked to be maybe grade 11- he must have been held back at some point, because the others were grade 10. He nudged his friend and whispered something to him pointing at Len, making the other boy laugh. Len noticed them and glared at them, wondering what they were laughing at.

“Can you just look at it please Miss?” Fukase asked, opening his computer. Gumi sighed and watched him open the PowerPoint.

“Hey, Kagamine, was it?” The first boy called to Len.

Len looked up at him while Fukase started presenting.

“Yeah, that’s me,” Len said. “What do y’all want-?”

“What’s with the, uh…?” Another guy waved his hand at Len, and the girl laughed.

Len stared at him in confusion. “Uhh… what do you mean?”

“Dude, knock it off-!” The third kid elbowed the second guy, making him roll his eyes.

“But she clearly doesn’t know!” He hissed. “I’m not tryna be mean, I just wanna help her!”

Len was getting annoyed now, and he has a small feeling like he knew where this was going.

“Him,” he corrected them.

The second guy cleared his throat in embarrassment. “Oh, my bad-“

Huh. So maybe it was something completely different, not a repeat of what happened in February. Thank God for that.

“When are you gonna cut your hair?” The fourth one asked bluntly.

Len self consciously patted his yellow-blond hair. Was there something wrong with it…?

“Uh, I’m not planning on it?” He said. “I think it looks fine to me.”

“Well, it doesn’t.” Said the fourth one, crossing his arms.

“You’re gonna get bullied, like, so hard,” the girl said, not looking up from her phone.

“That’s assuming you haven’t already,” the first boy snickered.

Len scoffed and flipped them off. “Well I don’t care, I think my hair looks fine.”

“No, it REALLY doesn’t,” the second guy told him. “You won’t be able to pull ANYONE with that cut.”

Fukase looked up at that. “Hey, leave him alone,” he snapped. “Why do you care so much what he looks like?!”

“Uh, because we have to look at him?” The fourth one drawled.

“Well then, I don’t know, don’t? Leave him alone and just talk to your friends or something.”

“Why are you doing that for him?” Asked the third kid. “You, like, gay for him or something?!”

Gumi glared at them sharply. “That’s enough. One more comment and you’ll be sent to the office. Is that clear?”

“Yes miss,” The five of them grumbled.

Gumi turned to Fukase. “Well, your project isn’t terrible, I guess. Meets all the criteria for a level 2. However, you were several months late, so I’m going to have to dock your mark by quite a lot. I’ll give you both a 50; now get out.”

“Thank you miss!” Fukase smiled at her, then took his computer and gestured to Len to leave.

“I can’t believe we actually got a mark,” Len murmured. “And you passed! You won’t be held back anymore!”
“Oh my God, I completely forgot about that part,” Fukase laughed.

Just then the bell rung, and Len sighed. “Okay, I should get to Tech Design now,” he said.

Fukase smiled. “Yeah, I need to get to Art. Bye, then-“ he kissed Len’s forehead, and Len smiled. “Bye~”

He started heading down the ramp ahead of them to the tech hall, but he noticed a girl with hair in twin drills as red as Fukase’s passing him. He silently watched her go up to Fukase and smile at him, her arms clasped behind her back.

“Hey Satoshi~! Could I sit next to you today?” Teto asked him.

“Uh… sure, but I thought you usually sit at the table across the room…?” Fukase said, turning the doorknob of the art room.

Len couldn’t hear anything else, because after that they were inside.

Chapter Text

FRIDAY, 9:05AM

“Hey Satoshi~! Could I sit next to you today?” Teto asked, her eyes shining.

There was something off about her today, but Fukase wasn’t exactly sure what. “Uh... sure,” he said, “but I thought you usually sit at the table across the room?”

Why would Teto want to sit next to Fukase? They had never really talked before, other than at Fukase’s birthday, and when she found out he was dating Len, she looked a little upset. Fukase had a little theory on why, but he wasn’t completely sure.

“Yeah, well,” she started breezily, “my friends are all away today, and I need someone to sit with. And I need to ask you about something~”

“That’s not ominous at all.” Fukase mumbled, turning the doorknob and entering the art room. He sat down at his desk and placed his backpack on the floor beside him.

Teto sat down in the chair right next to him and folded her hands in front of her, staring at Fukase. Unnerved, Fukase decided to ignore her.

A little later, they had gotten out the project they were working on and were drawing in silence, but Fukase noticed Teto’s eyes sneaking toward him occasionally. He felt a little uncomfortable at that, but just kept ignoring her.

Eventually though, he got irritated and set down his pencil.

“What do you want?” Fukase snapped suddenly. Teto blinked at him in surprise.

“What? I don’t want anything.” She said innocently.

Fukase narrowed his eyes at her. “You keep staring at me like you want something.”

“That’s more true than you think~” she said quietly, and Fukase felt a chill of apprehension go through him. Something about the way she said that…

Teto made direct eye contact with Fukase.

“Y’know, I was wondering- when are you gonna break up with Kagamine?”

“…what?”

“C’mon, we both know you don’t really like him. You’re only dating him cause you feel bad for him, yeah?”

Fukase clenched his hands, getting pissed. “No? I do like him. What kind of question is that?!”

“You can be honest with me, Satoshi. I promise I won’t tell him. Everyone knows you really like me instead of him.”

Fukase was so confused. “Literally how did you come to that conclusion. I don’t even like girls. And I definitely wouldn’t like YOU.”

She narrowed her eyes at him. “Well aren’t you blunt,” she snapped. “I was just asking a question, no need to get crankmonstery…”

“That doesn’t even make any sense-“ Fukase sighed and put in his headphones, then ignored her and kept drawing.

"Y'know, Satoshi, I think you're pretty cute~" Teto smirked, twirling her red hair around her finger. "You wanna get a drink or something this weekend?"

"I literally just said no."

"Fine, whatever." Teto scoffed. "You're lame." She stood up and went back to her usual spot, taking her art project with her.

(This is just a filler chapter I don’t like writing filler sorry it sucks lmaooo)

Chapter Text

FRIDAY, 3:30 PM

“Urrghhh, it had to rain TODAY...”

“I thought you liked the rain?”

“I have makeup on, Len. And a giant-ass gay flag on my back. It is literally, like, the WORST possible time for it to rain.”

“Fukase just suck it up,” vFlower commented, adjusting their own flag on their back.

It’s June 21st, and the Meme Squad plus Len’s sisters were at the Pride Parade. And of course, because the weather hates them (Len especially hehe mini foreshadowing), it started raining about half an hour in.

The seven of them had gone to a store earlier and all bought giant Pride flags they tied on their backs like a cape. Fukase had gay, Len and Rin got trans, vFlower got non-binary, Miku got bi, Oliver got pan, and Piko was upset they didn’t have any of his very specific microlabels so he just got a small straight ally flag instead. They had all gotten a lot of free stuff like pins or bracelets or other small shit like that that’ll end up all over their bedroom floors after today and never be seen again. But it was still sick.

They were all cowering pathetically under a gazebo in the park, beside where the vendors were selling Pride-related things or other crafts, to avoid the rain.

“We could still go and buy stuff though?” Oliver said. “Who cares if we get wet? I like the rain!”

“Yeah, well I don’t, Oli,” Fukase groaned.

Len suddenly shivered. “It’s collllddd,” he complained.

“No it’s not!” Rin objected, elbowing her brother. “It’s, like, 25 degrees out! How are you cold?”

“It is because of the rain, probably,” Piko interjected. “According to https://newsnetwork.mayoclinic.org/discussion/rain-doesnt-have-to-mean-a-washout/#:~:text=While%20getting%20caught%20in%20the,potentially%20leading%20to%20coldlike%20symptoms , ‘While getting caught in the rain does not directly cause illness, it can lead to a decreased body temperature. This drop in temperature can create an environment where certain bacteria thrive and can weaken your immune system, potentially leading to coldlike s-’”

Everyone started groaning and shouting at him. “NOBODY CARES, PIKO,” they said simultaneously. He sniffed and turned away from them, crossing his arms. “Fine, whatever.”

“You can borrow my sweater, Len,” Fukase suggested, unzipping his sweater. Len shot him a grateful look and took it from him, throwing it on. “Ooo, it’s big :3"

This freaking sucks,” Miku grumbled, shivering. “I’m going home.”

“Oh, I’m coming too-!” Rin called. The Meme Squad looked at each other and Fukase sighed. “Okay, show of hands who wants to stay and get rained on but will be able to buy a bunch of rainbow shit?”

Oliver and Piko raised their hands.

“Would you be fine if we left you two and went back home?” vFlower asked them.

Piko shrugged, and Oliver pouted. “Noooo, I don’t wanna be alone-! Please don’t leave!!!”

“It’s fine, Oli,” Len said, ruffling Oliver’s golden blond hair. “Next year, okay?”

Oliver sighed. “Fine… I’m following you, Piko~!”

“That is fine. As long as you do not mess anything up,” Piko muttered, scrolling on his phone.

“I won’t!”

“So, I guess I’ll go home with my sisters then…” Len sighed, running a hand through his wet hair.

“Yeah, okay,” Fukase said. He gave Len a kiss goodbye. “See you~”
“OOOOOOO,” everyone else called, and Len and Fukase both glared at them, which shut them up.

Len followed his sisters to Miku’s car, cowering under the rain that still poured down on them. Once he entered the backseat, he watched Fukase and vFlower go to their own car, and Piko and Oliver stayed under the gazebo, talking to each other. He leaned his head back against the seat and closed his eyes, not reacting when Rin opened the passenger door and got in, then Miku in the drivers’ a moment later.

“Well, that was disappointing,” Rin sighed.

“Yeah, I thought that would be a lot more fun,” Miku said, starting the car and backing out of the parking lot.

Len didn’t say anything the entire drive, just turned on his music and stared out the window while his sisters chatted. He had been feeling like shit recently, and this was supposed to be one of the only fun things around this time.

They could have kept going, of course, but Len didn’t really feel like it.

Oh, well. He’ll just ask his mom and dads for a sleepover with Fukase this weekend.

A few minutes later, they got home, and Len stepped out of the car, entering the house while not looking up from his phone. He went upstairs and flopped on his back, still on his phone.

Wait... when was the last time he charged this?

He glanced at the battery. Shit, it’s at 1%. He should probably plug it in-

Len sat up, looking around for his charger. It should be at the outlet at the foot of his bed... but it wasn’t. Where did it go?

He searched his room for a while but couldn’t find it. Frustrated, he yelled-

“Rin! Miku! Have you seen my charger?!”

“No!” The girls called back.

Maybe his parents needed it for something. No- Kaito and Meiko both had Apple phones. They wouldn’t need his charger...

Gakupo.

He sighed and left his room and went across the hall to the guest room, which is also where Gakupo usually stays over on Thursdays to Sundays.

“Hey, have you seen my charger?” he asked.

Gakupo looked up at him. “Yeah, I have. I’m using it though.”

Len groaned and left his dad’s boyfriend alone. There was no point in trying to ask for it back. He went back to his room and sat on his bed, bored.

Hm. It’s kind of hot in here.

He sighed and took off Fukase’s sweater-

Wait.

FUKASE’S sweater??

Oh, shit. He forgot to give it back.

“Oh, Fuckass...” Len grumbled, slapping a hand on his face.

He should probably tell Fukase he had forgotten it.

He picked up his phone, then remembered it was dead and threw it on his bed.

Well, he could of course just walk to Fukase’s place and give it to him in person.

Even though he was just out...

Len glanced out his bedroom window. It had conveniently stopped raining in the ten minutes he was home, because it’s just his fucking luck I guess.

He went downstairs and threw his shoes on, then he heard-

“Hey, Len. Where are you going?” Meiko asked him.

“Just gonna give Fuka his sweater,” Len called. “He forgot it.”

“Oh, but you just saw him. Can’t you wait until Monday?” his mom asked, and Len simply ignored her and walked out the door.

He really needed something to do while his phone charged.

Then he remembered his phone wasn’t plugged in and he groaned again.

What was wrong with him today...?

And naturally, because the weather fucking hates him, it started raining again five minutes into his 20-minute walk to Fukase’s house.

“Great,” Len mumbled, “Just fucking perfect. I can’t have anything today can I?!”

Fifteen minutes later and soaking wet, he arrived at Fukase’s house. He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

A minute later, vFlower opened the door, and stared at Len in surprise.

“Uh... what the hell are you doing here?”

“Hey, V,” Len breathed out. “Can I see Fukase please-”

“Uhhh... sure.” vFlower blinked at him then yelled, “Ay, Fuckass! Your bitch is here to see you even though he saw us like half an hour ago!”

“Don’t call him that!” Called Fukase’s voice. He ran down the stairs and blinked at Len, standing in front of the door.

“You’re wet,” he remarked, looking his boyfriend up and down.

Len shrugged. “When am I not, when I’m with you~?”

Fukase scoffed and rolled his eyes, but he was smiling. “What do you want. And how come you didn’t just text me?”

“Phone’s dead. It’s just a brick now. I just-” Len cleared his throat- “I wanted to uh. Give you back your sweater...”

Fukase stared at the wet sweater in Len’s hands and hesitantly took it from him. “Uh... thanks, but you could’ve just waited until Monday for that.”

Len shrugged. “Yeah, I don’t know. I needed something to do, I guess.”

Fukase sighed and looked back at Len. “Hey, listen, I-”

“Are you two lovebirds done making out yet?” vFlower asked from the living room. “I wanna go to the convenience store.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Fukase mocked them, and stepped out of the doorway onto the porch, closing the front door so Kyle didn’t escape.

“Look, Len, there’s something- just a little thing I wanted to talk with you about... I maybe realized this a month ago, but I just-”

“Come on, spit it out- not like you’re confessing to me or anything.” Len smiled at him, and he smiled back nervously. “You already did that, remember? And it ended up with us dating. So nothing could go bad, right?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I know-” Fukase looked up at him, and Len started to feel a little nervous about what he was going to say.

Chapter Text

FRIDAY, 4:30PM

“Fukase?”

Fukase looked up at Len, and the words felt harder to say then they should’ve been. Just three words, Fuckass, calm down-

This was so random, too. Maybe he should just say never mind and tell him later, more casually as they were leaving or something... that might be easier. And less awkward.

Come on, just spit it out, he told himself.

So that’s what he did.

“I love you,” he blurted.

Len blinked at him. “O-oh,” he said. “That’s, uh- not what I thought you would say...”

Fukase’s stomach dropped. Of course, he knew it, Len didn’t love him back, it was too awkward, he should just find the nearest cliff and-

His thoughts were interrupted by Len hugging him. His eyes softened and he hugged him back, ignoring the feeling of Len’s still wet hair against his neck and chest.

“But I love you too,” Len said. “You didn’t have to be such a pussy about it, y’know. You could’ve just told me.”

Fukase couldn’t help himself from smiling and he hugged Len tighter, kissing his forehead. He did it... after all these months of liking him, of not knowing how to sign his cards because what if it was too soon- it was all worth it, because Len loved him back.

Genuinely loved him, not as a friend or in a fake flirting kind of way- he was in love with Fukase.

And Fukase loved him too, so much... it was hard to believe they ever didn’t like each other, especially just at the start of the school year. Just seven or eight months ago, if Fukase had told his younger self he was in love with Len, younger him probably would’ve thrown up.

“Yeah, but that’s boring~” he said in response to Len.

“You wouldn’t have thought much about it. I wanted you to know that I really mean it~”

Len scoffed and flicked his forehead, grinning. “You big sap~” and he kissed Fukase on the lips.

Fukase held his face and kissed him back.

“I love you,” Len repeated.

“I know,” said Fukase.

Fukase smiled and suddenly grabbed Len’s hand, dragging him into the pouring rain and brought him to the middle of the empty road.

Len squeaked and almost tripped on his jeans, but Fukase caught him and Len held onto his shirt sleeve, blushing hard.

“You idiot-!” he cried. “We’re in the middle of the road! You’re gonna get us hit!”

“No cars ever come down this way unless they live here, we’re fine~,” said Fukase. Len still looked like he wanted to object, but Fukase’s hand on his cheek shut him up. He closed his eyes and got up on his toes when Fukase kissed him again.

The rain was still pouring around the two idiots standing in the middle of the road kissing, but neither of them cared. Drying machines are a thing, y’know.

Fukase had his hands on Len’s waist and Len’s arms were wrapped around Fukase’s neck as they kissed. vFlower watched them from the living room window, sighing in exasperation and a bit of affection. They propped their cheek on their hand and pet the top of Kyle’s head.

“Should probably get the fags out of the rain, huh?” They said, half to Kyle and half to themself.

Kyle meowed and bit their hand, and they hissed and pulled away. “No! Bad Kyle!”

They opened the front door and shouted at them, smirking when they watched Len and Fukase jump and pull away from each other in surprise, “Hey! You homos done making out in the pouring fucking rain like gay little dumbasses?! I don’t care if this is ‘romantic’ or whatever, get the fuck out of the road so I can go to Family Mart!”

Len and Fukase blushed, stammering objections, and vFlower just rolled their eyes and went back inside.

“I-I mean, yeah, they’re right, we should, uh, probably go back inside now...” Fukase muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

“Nah, I’m gonna head home. I’ll ask for a sleepover this weekend though, eh?” Len smiled and kissed his cheek.

“Love you, Fuckass~”

Fukase’s voice was soft as he replied. “A-ah... love you too, Kagaminecraft Live...~”

“Twinkkase.”

“Kagamine Leg.”

“...I don’t know any more nicknames for you lol-”

“Just call me yours~”

Len groaned and punched Fukase’s arm affectionately. “That was the cringiest thing I’ve ever heard from you. Never say that again.”

“Mm, okay banana boy~” Fukase said with a kiss to his cheek.

Len blushed. ”I-I said don’t call me-”

“Fagamine Len~” -A kiss on his jawline.

“Bro what...”

“Mirrored sound left.” His neck.

“Okay that’s enough~” Len pushed Fukase away and laughed. “I have to go now-! Seriously!”

Fukase laughed and kissed his forehead. “Okay, okay~ bye then. Love you~”

“Love you too.” Len started walking back home, waving at him. Fukase waved back and stared at him with affection for a while longer, when he was startled by the starting of vFlower’s car and them screaming out the window,

“SATOSHI FUKASE WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY, GET OUT OF THE FUCKING ROAD YOU DUMBASS!”

Fukase snapped out of it with a yelp and ran to the car, blushing out of embarrassment and hopped in the passenger seat, buckling himself quickly. vFlower gave him a weird look.

“Oh, you’re coming then? I thought you would want to stay home.”

Fukase mentally hit himself. He had been distracted... he didn’t even have shoes on. Oh, well. I guess he’s going to Family Mart now.

“I- ah, yeah, I’m coming.”

“Alright then,” vFlower shrugged and drove out of their driveway.

Fukase’s eyes automatically snapped to the sight of Len on the sidewalk, sill soaking wet and walking home.

vFlower just sighed, and Fukase noticed that their eyes were fixed on Fukase. “You really have it bad for him, don’t you?”

Fukase’s cheeks burned, but he mumbled out a response. “I-I yeah, I guess I do...”

“Huh. I gen thought y’all were joking about that.”

“Literally how. You gave me a whole speech at Home Depot on my birthday about how you broke up with Miku because you realized Len and I liked each other.”

“Yeah, I don’t know. I was just feeling sappy that day.”

They punched Fukase’s shoulder affectionately then made a right turn. “But I’m happy for you, bro~”

Fukase smiled to himself, playing with his fingers. This will probably be the gayest day of his life, he realized. Pride Parade AND whatever the hell he just did with Len?! Unless they, like, bang or something, I don’t think you can get gayer than that.

Nope, scratch that. The ‘straight’ BOYZ!!! in some of their classes were ten times gayer than all of that on a daily basis. (y’all know what I’m talking about I hope)

They drive in comfortable silence for the three minutes it takes to get to the convenience store. vFlower patted their pockets and groaned.

“Shit. I forgot my wallet.”

“You suck, V.”

“Kill yourself, Fuckass.”

“That’s nice.”

THE END