Prompt: "I'm not cool"
Characters: Yamamoto Takeshi/Chrome Dokuro. TYL/teen years.
"I'm not cool," the young black-haired man slumped against the sofa, blankets bunched around his waist and body half-hanging precariously from the edge, admitted with a moan.
Chrome, perched upon the armrest of the sofa across him, only lifted an eyebrow. She was clearly not impressed with his antics.
Reaching up to push her hair behind her ear, she dabbed one last time at the dark soda stain upon her pale lace top. Regarding him quietly, she had to let a tiny small cross her lips. "It was a good first date."
By the way his self-pitying moans had ceased and the stillness of his body, she knew he was listening intently. She exhaled and shook her head, shoulder-length locks swaying about her face. Her smile was tangible in her voice.
"You don't have to try so hard, Takeshi."