No Words [Prompt #28: Wada Calcium CD3]

"You're really skinny, Lune."

Lune stopped sketching, staring at Yamato.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, skletching again. Pencil streaks were harder now, less relaxed and light.

Annoyed. Nervous.

Yamato winced. He was ailing, and failing hard at trying to make a point. It always felt like he was going to accidentally break Lune whenever they did... stuff...

"Sorry. Nevermind." The tall boy said quickly. He glanced at Lune, and decided that kissing him goodbye would probably be a bad idea. Today at least. Any other day, it was fine as long as they didn't get caught.

"I gotta go- I'll talk to you tomorrow I guess." Yamato muttered lamely. Lune didn't respond and Yamato made his way out the door, clicking it shut behind him.

After Yamato left, Lune stood from his place on the floor to get paint and his easel when he saw a foreign, orange bottle on the desk by his door. He stopped getting his stuff out and walked over to the desk, picking up the bottle.

"Wada... Calcium CD3?" he muttered aloud, turning it over in his hands.

It promised strong bones. A growth supplement or something.

Staring at the bottle, somewhere between perplexed and unnerved, he sighed.

"What the hell Yamato?"

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