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43.YUKKI, THE PRETTY BOY!
note: okay guys i think i lied. call me basic or whatevr but i think isagi and [name] mightbe my fav now... like isagi isnt my fav character ofc but ugh the development u two got was so cute and ahshjsjd
anyways take this chapter (primarily yukki ofc) and setting up for the next chapter (you all better be excited because i swallowed my pride HARD writing the next chap.)
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RIN
takes the shot, and scores the winning goal, an easy 5 points compared to Team C's measly 3. You let out a heavy puff of air in relief. Winning two games in a row... that's expected out of the top two players. It's nothing special. But...
You watch Rin and Shidou get into another ensuing argument about Rin's last goal. It's not easy for them to get along. That's why... I'm here.
You furrow your brows and start to reach into your cooler bag—when a hand on yours stops you. You squint, observing the fair-skinned hand—and looking at its owner, your jaw almost drops to the floor. Yukimiya Kenyu—standing there beside you with a radiant glow seeming to emit from his smile. Sweat drips down his cheeks but it doesn't do anything to deter his beauty.
He laughs lightly, and you almost hear angels singing when he does, "I don't think that's necessary. Looks like they got it under control." He jots his free hand's thumb towards the broken brawl—where Shidou is being held by his collar, dangling in the air by the tallest high school player, and Rin is being tugged away by Aryu, who is whispering glam into his ears repeatedly.
You let out a heavy sigh once more, and you can practically feel the grey hairs forming. You slump down, and you place your face in your hands. Yukimiya places his hand on your shoulder in a friendly gesture, making you look back up at him when he says, "And, I heard the shock effect wears off if it's used too much... so maybe you should save it for when you really need it."
The teasing wink he sends you makes your heart skip a beat in your chest—but when his words sink in—he's telling you a joke?—you laugh, a hearty sound rumbling from your chest. Your shoulders shake, and he chuckles along with you until you catch your breath and smile up at him. "Thanks. Guess I'll have to start using it sparingly. Maybe, instead of twice per day, it can go down to just once."
Yukimiya laughs a little of his own at your words, and you don't notice how hot your ears feel until now. Sliding his visors down to his eyes—covering the pretty amber is a sight that made you feel a little disappointed—he grins, showing off perfect pearly whites, "I'm Yukimiya. I don't mind if you call me Yukki. You're [name], hm? Nice to meet you. I believe you've met Otoya? I hope he's not giving you too much trouble. Sometimes he can be persistent with that sort of thing."
