Yagyuu Hiroshi
Well, I suppose it is true when they say that "opposites attract"….
"L/n)-san?"
Startled, you almost dropped your book. "Yeahgyuu?"
Yagyuu chose to ignore that. "May I…." He raised an eyebrow at your messy room. It was even messier that Niou-kun's room, making it a record. "… come in?"
Tossing the book away into your unmade bed, you grinned at him. "Why else is my door open, Yeahgyuu?"
"I would prefer if you didn't call me that." With difficulty he hesitatingly moved in your room, expertly avoiding the stuff lying around the floor.
You whistled. "Well, you look like you've had practice. What do you think? I've cleaned up a lot, you know!"
Yagyuu blinked. You cleaned up? "It is quite... naturally suiting for you." He wondered whether he should sit, scratch that, where should he sit.
You grinned again. "Thanks. Why are you standing? Sit down somewhere…"
"Precisely, where may I know?"
You blinked, looking around. "… Hm. Good point." You stood up and offered your seat to him.
… and Yagyuu, being the gentleman he was, refused. "Where will you sit?" Was his only response.
There was a glint in your eyes. "I'll find a seat…. Come on, sit."
Noticing the tone of your voice, Yagyuu knew better then to disobey. Sighing, he sat down, in your seat.
… and a second later, he found you snuggled comfortably in his lap.
You smiled up at him, half hugging him in order not to fall from the small seat. "Well, I told you, I'll find a seat." You were expecting him to totally push you off or something.
What you didn't expect however was that Yagyuu pulled you closer to him, resting your head on his chest. "Well, I don't particularly mind either with your seat selection." He chuckled.
"..… well, that backfired." You blushed, despite your tone.
"I prefer it this way, backfired or not, (Y/n)-chan."
You really hated how his mere words made you blush.