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It was not like Kazuya thought that Eijun and he should spend every single free time they had in common making out.. except yes, he had kind of expected them to. So when Eijun had come looking for him during their once in a blue moon free morning together and had dragged him to a secluded place, it would not be an understatement to say that he was highly disappointed when he had looked both ways before leaning in close and tried whispering in his ear.
"I heard Onii-san and Kuramochi-senpai are dating!!"
Eyes shining and smile expanding, his naive but very cute boyfriend was practically vibrating with excitement.
Kazuya, on the other hand, could feel his mouth frown in distaste.
"I don't know nor do I care who Kuramochi does or does not fuck during his free time and honestly I wish you didn't either. Or you could at least spare me the knowledge."
Eijun gasped loudly.
"MIYUKI KAZUYA!! This is your best friend you're talking about!"
"Ew."
He hit him lightly with his hand.
"You see, this is why you have no friends!"
"Thank fuck."
"Anyway, say whatever you want, Kazuya! I know you do care about him!"
He didn't bother to protest again, he knew he was stubborn but in this particular area, his boyfriend had him beaten by a lot.
Kazuya sighed.
"So, in other words you drag me here, to this empty place, during one of my precious free time, not to make out or anything but to talk to me about Kuramochi, of all people, and about something that may not even be true. Did I get that right?"
Eijun stilled. A light blush tinted his cheeks in a lovely shade.
Kazuya watched as he started fidgeting and felt a tinge of guilt. He sighed again. Hard. The catcher was weak to his southpaw pitcher. He approached him and tilted his chin up. He gazed at him with a small smile and warm eyes.
"You're such a gossip, Eijun. Are you actually a forty year old auntie?"
Eijun's cheeks turned a deeper red.
"Mean, Miyuki Kazuya! You're so mean! Why do I even like you?"
Kazuya laughed.
"Honestly? I have no goddamn idea. You have such bad taste, Eijun."
The first year examined the face of the infuriatingly handsome man in front of him with a pouty face.
"I get it! Now shut up and kiss me, you heartless man!"
He smirked.
"Finally."