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A/N: Exactly 111 words. Set after Atobe's loss to Echizen.
Nothing But You
However gracious a loser he had appeared to be in public, Atobe still felt like a complete fool in private afterwards. He told everyone to get out of his sight. One person, however, stayed despite his little tantrum.
Atobe lay on his bed, trying to hide his hair under a pillow. The other person stayed quiet, staying beside him.
"Why do you still hang around ore-sama, Kabaji?" Atobe asked quietly after a moment. "Why bother with a loser like this?"
Kabaji gave him a honest, simple gaze. "Where else would I go?" he asked in return.
Atobe didn't answer, instead reaching out a hand. Kabaji grasped it.
Suddenly, Atobe felt warmer.
