"Sawamura, wait up!"
Sawamura increases his pace. "Don't follow me!" he shouts.
I really am an idiot! All the ways I could've confessed and I did it by accident! Sawamura thinks. This is really all his fault. But then, it's also Miyuki's fault for being such a sneaky bastard. For his Potions quiz he had to follow a recipe, make a potion, and name what that potion was. He didn't know what his potion was, all he knew was that it had Miyuki's scent-musky but almost sweet-and that there was no potion he'd heard of that smells like Miyuki. With his nasty personality, Sawamura was sure Miyuki put a curse on him or something that made everything smell like him. How was he supposed to know it was Amortentia?
Maybe he should've studied.
So when Miyuki showed up at his Potions classroom after class(why was he even there?)Sawamura really let him have it. That's when Miyuki read the recipe paper and told him what the potion was. Which meant that he basically just told Miyuki exactly how he felt about him. Without even thinking he dashed out of classroom at full speed, hoping to put at much distance between him and Miyuki before he died of embarrassment.
"Sawamura, don't run away!" Miyuki calls after him.
He's still chasing after me? Does he want to tease me that bad? He can't keep up this pace much longer. Eventually, he starts slowing down and breathing heavier until he comes to a complete stop.
Miyuki catches up with him and grabs his arm. "Finally," he says. He's breathing heavy too. Without saying a word, he pulls Sawamura towards an empty hallway.
"So, Sawamura," Miyuki starts, putting on a playful smirk. "Is there anything you want to tell me?"
Sawamura blushes. "No, there isn't."
"Really?" Miyuki invades his space, backing him up until he can feel his back hit the wall. Sawamura tries to think fast, think about what else he could say that's not "I love you, you bastard."
"You have nothing to say to me?" Miyuki puts his hand against the wall. He's so close to him that Sawamura can feel his breath puffing out against his lips, and of course he can smell his stupid, amazing scent.
"Smell me again. Maybe you'll come up with something." Sawamura can hear the teasing in Miyuki's tone and it infuriates him.
He shoves Miyuki back harshly. "Don't make fun of me! Don't treat my feelings like some joke!"
Sawamura catches Miyuki's shocked expression but he can't stop. "You want me to say it? Fine, I will! I like you, okay! I really, really like you even though you're sarcastic and twisted and you only think about yourself! I've liked you for a long time, even though I didn't realize it till now! Maybe since the first time I saw you, in a Quidditch game. Laugh at me if you want, but you were the one who inspired me to try out for the team! It's stupid to like a jerk like you so much but-"
Sawamura is interrupted by Miyuki's lips landing on his own.
He freezes with the thought of Miyuki's kissing me! Miyuki's kissing me! running through his head. Miyuki tangles his hands in Sawamura's hair, his tongue shamelessly invading Sawamura's mouth. That wakes him up, and he clutches the back of Miyuki's shirt and shyly starts to kiss back. They stay like that for a while, lips joined together in an empty hallway where anyone could see them.
After some time they separate. Miyuki breaks the silence first. "Wow, you really are an idiot."
"What?!"
"It was obvious how I felt about you. The whole team knew. The only one who didn't figure it out was you."
Sawamura blushes. "Oh."
Miyuki looks at his watch. "Speaking of the team-shit we're gonna be late for practice!"
Miyuki takes off running. "Hey, wait for me!" Sawamura calls after him.
They run side by side. "Wait a second. If I 'inspired you to join the Quidditch team' or whatever, why did you become a Seeker?"
"Being a Keeper is boring. All you do is fly back and forth smacking the Quaffles away from the goals. Seekers have the best job. Catching the Snitch means I win the game for the whole team. Hearing the crowd's cheers, earning the respect of my teammates, there's nothing like it. I'll do whatever it takes to be the main Seeker." Sawamura's eyes flared with anticipation. He couldn't wait to get back on field, on his broom and feel the excitement of playing a real game again.
He's surprised by Miyuki's laughter. "Man, you really are an attention hog!"
"Shut up!"
Miyuki smiles. "Your drive is what I like about you, though. That unabashed spirit is what made me notice you, ever since you came on the team." That spirit lifts me and the team up. You may say I inspired you but you inspire me, Sawamura. Miyuki would never say that aloud though. Enough embarrassing things have happened today.
Sawamura smiles a little. "Huh, so you are capable of saying nice things."
"What's that suppose to mean?"
Laughing, the Seeker and the Keeper race off to practice.
EXTRA:
"So, everything worked out with Miyuki-senpai?" Haruichi asks later in the fifth-year dorm.
Sawamura flushes with embarrassment and says, "Yeah it did. It turns out he likes me too. So guess we're...dating?"
Thinking back on it, all they did was kiss. Miyuki vaguely confessed his feelings and then they ran to Quidditch practice. Does that count as dating? Was Miyuki just screwing around with him?
Kanemaru, who was just passing by stops abruptly and says, "Wait, did you just say Miyuki-senpai and you are dating?"
"I guess, if that bastard isn't playing around." Sawamura grumbles.
All of the fifth-years look up. Kanemaru sighs and pulls a list out from his back pocket. "Okay everyone let's do this calm and orderly. I have the list too, so don't go saying you changed your bet or anything.
"What is Kanemaru talking about?" Sawamura asks as fifth-years line up beside Kanemaru's bed.
Haruichi looks away. "Um, well, you see...even if you didn't realize it it was pretty obvious how you felt about Miyuki-senpai, Eijun-kun." Haruichi nervously chuckles. "So Kanemaru started a betting pool on how long it would for you and Miyuki-senpai to get together."
"What?! Since when? And how come I didn't know about it?"
"Because you're stupid." Furuya says, appearing besides Haruichi's bedpost. "Couldn't you have waited till after winter break?" he murmurs.
"You made a bet?" Sawamura says outrageously. He turns to Haruichi swiftly. "Harucchi, did you make a bet too?"
"W-What? I didn't I swear-"
"Don't worry, folks!" Kanemaru's voice resounds throughout the room. "Once I'm finished with this I'll get the next pool running on how long it'll take those two to break up!"
"Kanemaru!" Sawamura stands up suddenly, stalking over to Kanemaru's bed.
"I'm betting two months," Furuya says.
"Furuya-kun," Haruichi chastises softly. "I'd go for three."
Meanwhile, in the Gryffindor common room a similar affair was taking place.
"Wow, Kuramochi. You really know how to make your money, huh." Miyuki says, the regret from even telling Kuramochi about what happened still fresh in his mind.
Kuramochi laughs. "If I'm going to have to watch you and that idiot be all mushy with each other I may as well get paid for it."
Miyuki stares in contempt at the line of sixth and seventh-years collecting their money from Kuramochi. Come to think of it, there had been a lot of times where he'd see sixth-years watching him and Sawamura talk or seventh-years he had never even met handing Kuramochi stuff, which now he realizes must have been money. In hindsight, he should've realized this was going down. But all of his thoughts have been so filled with Sawamura lately that he just ignored it.
Sawamura, this is all your fault. But then he smiles. Whatever, you're worth the trouble anyway.
Ryousuke calls out from across the room, "I bet they won't last a week." A line starts to form in front of him.
"Hey!" Miyuki shouts while Kuramochi says, "Nice one, Ryou-san!"
Miyuki sighs. He's really in for a ride.
