Hey guys, Just thought I'd put something out there. Its been a while since I updated any of my Oofuri stories. Does anyone know when season 2 starts? So pumped!

Disclaimer: Do not own Oofuri :]

Abe tries everything in his will power not to jump an unsuspecting Mihashi.
It was his fault after all.

A light misty shower bestowed the fresh ground with rain. It was the peak of spring. Mihashi is right in front of me, slightly shivering as he avoids my gaze. Why does he have to look like that?

He bites his wet pink lips and glances to the side. His delicate shoulders heave with every breath and his face was flustered. Maybe he ran over here.

I wait for a while for him to say something but he seems too enraptured in his thoughts; or too scared to speak up.

Over time, learning to bear his nervousness became the slightest bit easier but there are still some things that will always piss me off. Like how he averts his gaze from mine. Or how he clams up and I can't understand a damn word from his mouth.

"Abe-kun…" He says standing at my door step, dripping wet and soaked by the April rain.

I don't stop to wonder why he's here, standing at my doorstep. I was captivated by the way his damp blond hair clung to the sides of his face, framing his hazel eyes alluringly. I couldn't tear my gaze away, but he doesn't seem to notice.

"Um.. S-sorry for bothering you…" He pauses and risks a glance upwards to my eyes. I merely grunt to let him know that the fact that Mihashi came unexpected didn't bother me.

I was more concerned with the possibility of Mihashi catching a cold or a fever in this untimely weather. Why was he running around without a jacket when it was pouring!?

"Eh…Um.. A-"

"Come inside." I growled when my patience waned. I glance behind me and drank in Mihashi's flustered face. His hair grew since I last saw him. Looks nice.

I shake my head and wonder what the hell am I thinking.

Lately for some unfathomable reason, I've been noticing the strangest things when it came to Mihashi. Like for instance how his white, drenched shirt clung to his lithe, slender body…

I must be going nuts.

There may be a part 2? But this is for sure going to be part of a collection of any sort of oneshots that pop into my head.