The next day, Midorima and you were both having a nasty cold in this blizzard. (Not exactly, but to you, it was Antarctica.)
The two sick teenagers decided to walk to school together, and another one who decided to follow. He had black raven hair, a cheery character and, the knowledge of something pretty important. Obviously, it was Takao.
"Eeh? You guys got sick at the same time?",he asked, "What did you do... together?"
Midorima could have sworn on his love for red bean soup, that he saw that idiotic grin stretching on Takao's "poop-eating face".
"It's not odd for people to get sick during this whether, right?", you stated naturally.
"By the way, what's your lucky item today, Shin-chan?"
"A (your favorite color) scarf."
"Eeeeeeh? Isn't that what (First Name)-chan is wearing?"
"No way!" , you crossed your arms stubbornly.
"I'll exchange my green one for yours."
"This scarf isn't leaving my neck!"
"Don't be such a stubborn idiot me the scarf!"
"Nu-uh."
"(Last Name)."
"Hey! I thought we agreed yesterday!"
He sighed, and quickly skidded past the term, "(First Name)-chan."
"Oh my gosh! Shin-chan said that?", Takao interrupted.
"Takao, I want you to go to hell and never come back."
"Aww, don't be so harsh on him...," you tugged Midorima's coat with extra puppy eyes.
"Fine, but only for your scarf."
"No can do, Shin-chan. My grandma knitted this!"
"But it's an essential for me!"
"So it is for me too!"
"Guys, why can't you just share a scarf?", Takao suggested with a playful shrug.
"..."
"I'm fine with this idea. Are you, Shin-chan?"
You never knew how this one sentence increased Midorima's heartbeat.
"S-Sure... But how?"
"You're right, I'm a head shorter than you ..."
"How about he carry you while you guys share a scarf?"
"..."
"..."
"I'm fine if ...she's all right with it."
"Wait. Say my name."
"Why?"
"Say it!"
"(Last Name)."
"The other one! The other one!"
He let out a breath of anxiousness, and hesitantly, but quickly mumbled, "(First Name)-chan."
"Yay! You said it! Okay, the scarf is a deal!"
"You're such a pain in the butt."
"(First Name)-chan, don't listen to Shin-chan, he's enjoying this!"
"Eh? What are you talking about, Kazu-chan?"
"Heeheehee~ Nothing~"
"No need to hide from me, go on," you smiled.
"Well, you see, Shin-chmmnph! Mmnph!", his voice was muffled my Midorima's palm.
"Aw, Shin-chan, no need to be so harsh on Kazu-chan~"
His ears twitched to the term "Kazu-chan", he truly felt uncomfortable hearing that. It was that feeling he never felt before, than sour, painful feeling - jealousy.
"Shin-chan... Do it for me?", you looked at him with your pure (eye colour) orbs.
His eyes soften, as his let go of Takao.
"Yay! Now piggyback me!", you ordered like those cute little princesses you see on TV shows, and you can never get mad at them.
"Why should I?", Midorima tried to hide his blushing face by the turning away. Of course, you didn't know that.
"So we could share a scarf?"
"Can't Takao do it?"
"What? Don't pull me into this,"
"Shin-chan, I thought you wanted the scarf," you looked at him innocently.
He grunted and squat down,"Get on."
"Yeepee~!", you cheered as you hopped onto his back and wrapping your arms around his next, as he fumbles himself into your scarf.
Takao laughed, "You guys look like a couple!"
"Takao, I thought I sent you to hell already," Midorima glared.
"Shin-chan, now I know why your house doesn't have a heater!"
"What?"
"Your whole body is so warm! I mean, it's like a huge teddy bear! I can hug this all day," your words blurted out, no naturally you didn't notice that furious blush scattered over Midorima's cheeks.
"Pfft..Heeheeheehee," Takao giggled.
"Kazu-chan, what's wrong?"
Midorima's ears twitched again, so did his eyes.
"Oh nothing. Say, (First Name)-chan, have you ever had a crush on anyone before?"
"Uh... Does Einstein count?"
"No, on like a real boy?"
"Einstein is real!"
"As in, someone who is alive?"
"Um.. Stephen Hawking?"
"He has children!"
"What answer exactly do you want, Kazu-chan?"
"The identity of your crush!"
"I don't have one, honestly."
You never realised how that four words hurt Midorima.
"(First Name)-chan, really?"
"Mmhmm~"
"Do you two idiots want to continue chatting or enter the school already?", Midorima interrupted, with a rather disappointed look on his face.
And just like that, the three of you, actually two of you walked in, and you on Midorima's back.