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The middle school nurse’s office was quiet, save for the faint hum of the fluorescent lights and the rhythmic scratching of bandages.
Touya Todoroki stood by the counter, his uniform shirt unbuttoned to reveal fresh bruises and a jagged cut across his collarbone from a playground brawl he had initiated earlier. Standing directly in front of him was Keigo Takami, entirely focused on dabbing antiseptic onto Touya’s skin. Because Keigo needed a steady hand, he stepped close, his small crimson wings partially flaring to block out the draft from the hallway.
Keigo leaned in, his gold eyes narrowed in deep concentration as his breath brushed softly against Touya's neck.
Touya’s throat tightened. Up close, he could count the freckles on Keigo's nose, and the sudden, intense proximity sent a massive heat rushing straight to his ears. Touya turned bright red, fiercely trying to look anywhere else while keeping his posture stiff.
"Stop moving or the bandage is going to be crooked,"
Keigo replied easily, completely oblivious to Touya's inner panic as he smoothed down the tape.
The heavy door of the med bay suddenly burst open with a deafening bang.
"Guess who brought snacks!" Himiko Toga shrieked, bouncing into the room with a chaotic grin, trailing a fiercely energetic Rumi Usagiyama, or Mirko, right behind her.
Toga, entirely blinded by her own excitement, tripped over the leg of a nearby rolling stool and lunged forward. She crashed heavily directly into Keigo’s back.
"Whoa!" Keigo yelped, his wings flaring wildly as the sudden impact threw him entirely off balance.
With a loud yelp, Keigo tumbled forward, colliding straight into Touya. The force of the impact knocked both of them completely off their feet, and they went crashing onto the linoleum floor. When they finally stopped sliding, Touya was pinned flat on his back, and Keigo ended up completely straddling Touya's lap, his hands planted firmly on either side of Touya's shoulders to brace his fall.
The room went dead silent.
Keigo blinked down through his messy blonde hair, his face instantly exploding into a matching, bright red blush as he realized exactly how they had landed.
Touya froze underneath him, his ears burning crimson from the shock.
But as he looked up at Keigo's completely flustered face and trembling wings, a slow, cocky smirk began to spread across his face despite his own blush. He locked eyes with the blonde, thoroughly enjoying how flustered the birdbrain had become.
Toga poked her head over the edge of the counter, her eyes wide and glittering with pure delight. "Oh wow, are we playing a game on the floor? Can I play next?"
Mirko burst into loud, mocking laughter, leaning against the wall and slapping her knee. "Man, if you two wanted to wrestle, you just had to say so! Look at you both, you're redder than Touya's fire!"