Again
Why hasn't he called. Misaki think while he eats his hamburger. It has been a week since the kiss incident happened. Misaki hasn't received any call from Fushimi, which is extremely rare. He has attempted to call him but there's no answer. Fushimi hasn't visited the bar neither.
Fushimi's absence isn't the only thing that has bugging Misaki. Since that time Misaki feels different. He now smile when he sees a couple, or get butterflies in his stomach when he remembers Fushimi's lips, he has even started to feel bad about calling him a monkey, and it is really getting on his nerves. He doesn't want to accept it but he is falling for Fushimi.
An incoming call pops Misaki's bubble and it is the one he has been waiting for. Misaki stands up hastily and hits the table as he answers.
-Fushimi! Where the fuck have you been?!-
Fushimi doesn't answer right away and when he does, he sounds nervous.
- H-hey, I want to meet, at… at the park. I'm already here so hurry,, and please don't be barefoot this time-
Misaki softly smiles and agrees. The butterflies appeared again.
Fushimi is already getting pissed by the wait when he sees his friend at the distance. He was in his skateboard as usual. Fushimi has developed feelings for Misaki too. He now regrets kissing Misaki, since the event triggered this avalanche of emotions. Fushimi thought that they were only a momentary thing. He felt like not seeing or talking to Misaki would cool them down, and they would go away faster; but as the days passed,and the butterflies occurred more and more frequently he knew he was wrong.
-Hey…-
Misaki said softly looking at the floor. Fushimi's cheeks became a cute pink. He is really cute.
The two teenagers walked around the park talking, but none of them dared to mention the incident or Fushimi's sudden disappearance. The time to go came and Misaki almost felt sad that he had to leave.
-I should go…-
Fushimi nods, but both of them stand still. Misaki looks at his feet wondering why he hasn't moved them yet. Fushimi stares at the shorter boy's head as an awkward silence formes. Fushimi then realizes, Misaki have feelings for him too. Thereupon the darked haired tooks the other's hand and with a blush in his face whispers:
-No, you shouldn't…-
Misaki flushes and tries to mouth some kind of answer but he can't make a sound. Fushimi takes a step forward and gently touches Misaki's face. The redhead's spine shiveres; he clenches his fists and close his eyes. A smirk in Fushimi's face appears as he places both of his hands in the other's neck forcing him to look up.
-Do you want to go, Yata?-
Misaki opens his eyes unwillingly. His heartbeat accelerates and his legs weaken. He doesn't know what to answer so he simply closes his eyes again hoping that Fushimi would get the message; and sure he does.
Fushimi founds very amusing to have Misaki on his feet. He gives a soft kiss to Misaki on his forehead and turns around. Fushimi adjusts his glasses and starts to walk away, leaving Misaki in the same state as the last time: bewildered and flushing. Misaki looks Fushimi walk away, again.
Notes:
Heyyy… so I decided to continue this. Sorry that this chapter is so short. The next one is going to be really hot, I promise. Thanks for reading this story, my first story.
