DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PRINCE OF TENNIS. NOT NOW, NOT EVER.

10. Atobe and six cups of coffee can be amusing.

Atobe Keigo had definitely drank too much coffee. Six cups of coffee, little sleep, a very enticing boyfriend, and a house with them alone was never a good thing.

The warm study was empty by end of the day, and Keigo was just about to call it a day. However the little 'creek' from the door made him turn around to give the unwanted intruder his best bitchface, but then holy shit.

The guy is anything but the type he wanted to scare off. He had dark green messy hair with traces of snowflakes because of the wind outside, and the light rain of snow. Keigo realizes, with a strong blush, that even with his headache and his lack of sleep, the intruder wass quite handsome.

'Strong jaw line, that's all,' he thinks, closing his mouth and removing his hand from his grey hair. He smiles at the guy, but then he looks directly at his eyes.

And then, holy shit. Again.

His eyes were golden toned, sucking his soul in, capturing all at once, and when he returns his smile, Keigo grabs the arms of his seat tighter, knowing well how he reacts to his dear koibito's eyes.

'What the fuck is this evil handsome son of a bitch doing here now?'he thinks, suddenly sweating.

"Hi, what brings you to Ore-sama's study today?" he asked like an robot.

Ryoma turned and tilted his head slightly to the side, "Do I need to have a reason to come and see you here?" he asked back.

Atobe suddenly shot him a weird look.

"It is not often you come to Ore-sama's study so Ore-sama is quite curious as to why." He answered, trying to not look foolish.

The brat began smile. "That asshole." Atobe thought.

"Alright then, I came because I heard from Oshitari that you didn't join today's practice at your school and just dismissed everyone. He also said that you looked like you didn't get a wink of sleep from the black shadow under your eyes." Ryoma said as he slowly entered the room.

Keigo would have punched Oshitari in the face if the guy was there.

"Ore-sama is fine. He just wanted to be nice since its nearly Christmas and all." he mumbled.

Ryoma smirked as he stood across Atobe's table, smirking now.

"That's awfully nice of you, Keigo." The dark green haired boy said, the name rolling off his tongue in a very sexy and very dangerously tempting way.

There is a silence just after that, and Keigo couldn't believe it was him who broke the silence, "So, that's all the reason to visit Ore-sama?"

If it were possible, Ryoma's smile got bigger.

"Nope, I have other reasons as well."

Before he could say anything stupid, Ryoma moved to look outside the window. It was not that often that Ryoma would come and smile at himlike that, and Keigo was now kicking himself in his head to actually believe one second that he was dreaming.

"Look whatever it was that Oshitari told you, pay it no mind. Ore-sama is just fine and that there is no need to keep watch." he said, his back turned to Ryoma.

He stood up and turned around to see Ryoma still smiling as the younger man looked out the window. Ryoma turned and smacked against Atobe's body, shocking the caffeine high Hyotei Captain at the sudden contact. Ryoma looked up and stared into Atobe's eyes before heating up and moving away.

Keigo remained shocked for a few more moments before clearing his throat and apologizing.

"No, no. Don't be silly Keigo. It was my fault." Ryoma said as he looked away, trying not to show the blush.

Atobe grabbed his sixth cup of coffee and downed it instantly. Ryoma cleared his throat and turned to look back at Atobe who was still looking at him.

"Come on, since you're up and about, let's have a light game of tennis." Ryoma suggested and moved to walk to the door.

Atobe simply nodded and followed. However they get to the door at the same time and with a lack of coordination only Keigo could manage due to the caffeine overdose, they get stuck at the entrance, bodies close and faces even closer. Keigo thinks that if he blushes more than he had blush already the whole time, he's going to burn alive.

"Sorry, my bad" he murmured, while he got lost once again in those eyes. "I didn't think you were going to…"

Ryoma smiled, "What happened to Ore-sama?" he teased which just made Atobe turn a deeper shade of red. Ryoma then looked up, smiled wider and pointed to Atobe what he saw.

"Mistletoe." Was all Atobe heard. He didn't even have time to look up when Ryoma had his lips on his, and the wind from hallway made Keigo shiver, but he didn't care. Because he didn't even know what the hell was happening.

A few minutes later, they managed to pull away from each other, Ryoma smirking at Keigo now.

"Well, at least I can tell Choutaro-sempai and Muhaki-sempai that their mistletoe didn't go to waste." Ryoma said as he walked and climbed the staircase, probably heading to his bedroom to grab his tennis racket.

Atobe just stared after his koibito, and with a last smile, "Try to get rid of that look of your face Keigo, it my permanently stick." Ryoma teased and disappear from the top of the stairs.

Atobe shook his head upon realizing what had just happened. "Ore-sama should really not have drank so much coffee…" he thought to himself but smiled a second later when he recalled the kiss his Ryoma gave him. Maybe he wouldn't torture Choutaro and Mukahi. They did give him a nice present.

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