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Yuuto laughed artistically.
He took in Issei's bewilderment. The embarrassment, and pink hue.
His heat.
And his own.
The knight stayed there just a touch longer...
Before he pulled away from Issei.
Making sure his regret remained hidden.
"Like I said, it's time for lunch." He repeated. The blonde sat once again cross-legged, arms down his front, with hands clasping firmly at his ankles. Issei propped himself up on his elbows, still unsure.
"And they're right here, so I don't know where you were thinking of going. I went to pick them up from Gasper, remember?"
Issei's tension eased, "Oh. That lunch."
Yuuto gave Issei a dashing, gently challenging look.
"What did you think I was going to say?"
"…! I th-thought…"
"Yes?"
How the hell was he supposed to reply?
'I thought you were going to were going to confess something I never ever wanted to hear from another guy's mouth. Especially yours.'
Li-like hell!
"It's nothi-" Issei started to mumble, avoiding Kiba's gaze. He cut himself off though, as the prince's chuckles grew ever louder. He looked up, frowning, furrowing his eyebrows at his friend's knowing smile.
Suddenly he got it.
"You bastard! You did all that stuff on purpose!"
The blonde's eyes twinkled.
"Is that so?"
"Yes!" Issei insisted vehemently. He raised himself properly, wiping his body, his ears, his hands, as if to erase Kiba's touch. What, so that stupid bastard was only horsing around with him! Misleading him! He bared his teeth, furious with himself. And he had so idiotically fallen for it!
Yuuto watched Issei fume, for a moment or two.
Finally he cut in, his jovial countenance ever present.
"Did you not appreciate my joke, Issei-kun?"
Issei snorted crudely before turning his head to the side. As he waited Kiba opened his bento, starting to eat.
"It was a stupid joke." The Sekiryuutei grumbled soon after.
"That bad?" Kiba questioned curiously. He reached to his side, to pass a bento to his sparring partner.
"Th-that bad." Issei confirmed clumsily, accepting the box.
"I see."
Kiba took another bite.
…
"Something else I have to work on, I suppose." He remarked lightly.
The brunette kept eating, and didn't reply.
Yuuto looked to his friend. He was a touch worried.
What if…
Had he really gone too far?
"…Are you mad at me?"
Issei looked at him, bewildered.
"Hah?! No…" He trailed off, only to pick up again, "What's with you, suddenly?"
"Aha, I don't know…" The laughter returned to Yuuto's voice, though it was fleeting. He leaned back, having finished eating,
"Maybe I'm just trying to figure you out."
"…Wh-what kind of creepy things are you saying now?!"
"Haha, sorry."
Issei twitched. There was seriously something wrong with his friend today. He took a big bite out of his bento, pondering. Kiba usually wasn't this weird. He seemed distant. Lost.
It was hard to understand this guy, at times.
Trying to figure him out…
Issei paused, before voicing a reply, grumbling, "…That should be my line."
"Your line…?"
"..! Never mind!" The Sekiryuutei said hastily. Uwah, he had to be careful. For some reason, it felt like they were moving into BL-territory…
Having finished as well, Issei stretched, and turned to Kiba once again.
"Let's continue?"
…
Yuuto smiled.
"Of course."