"I loved you with a fiiiire red, now it's turniiiiiiing bluuuuuuueeee, and you saaaaayyy!"
"I say shut the hell up, bratling."
Kirihara abruptly closes his mouth, glaring sideways at his boyfriend as the song continues to play on the radio. "You totally ruined my jam, Haru-senpai!"
"You totally ruined my eardrums," Niou retorts, flicking the second year's forehead.
"Fine. Don't appreciate my serenading skills, then," Kirihara pouts. He crosses his arms and looks away.
"You were serenading me?" Niou clarifies incredulously. "Why the hell would you do that?"
"'S called expressing love!" exclaims Kirihara, and seeing the perverted look on Niou's face, adds, "And don't you tell me 'there are other ways of doing that'!"
Niou shrugs and pretends to zip up his mouth, leaving Kirihara satisfied. After a while, Niou throws a glance at him, eyebrow raised. "You honestly thought…"
Kirihara starts to protest, but Niou is already pressing his lips against his, smirking all the while.