[🎶] '' cold as ice '' || fubuki s.

Chapter 2.3 (19)

The three of us stopped as soon as we heard the laughing from the teachers lounge. Cause usually, the teachers lounge was always filled with groans of tiredness after their hard work where we'd always laugh to.

But today, particularly when Ms. A/t/n came in, she made some laughter for once. They didn't think it was a bad thing as they smiled as well, thinking it was a good choice to hire Ms. A/t/n. But what I thought was something else.

"You coming, Y/n?"

"Yeah, I'm coming!"

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Soon, when we got to the schools garden, we quickly rolled down the grass until we reached underneath the blossom tree, bumping into each other simultaneously.

Me and the brothers began the talk. The good thing about being friends with them was endless conversations and a handful of ideas to talk about. Thus, nothing would be awkward.

Although, after a few moments of talking, everyone began hugging each other. Me in the middle as I felt the boys sleep in my arms as I receive their sleepy energy and sleep as well.

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I woke up, finding Shirou by my side.

"Where's Atsuya?"

I'm guessing he were to go first in the classroom. Well, that's just about right. Of course the third wheel will always ship the other two unless the third wheel should be jealous in some type of way.

I look up at Shirou with his tight yet soft arms slithered around my waist, holding me tight just in case he might lose me. Although... I'm nothing special to anybody. I just wanna win at soccer... nothing else. The Fubuki brothers are just friends: Nothing else.

I could feel Shirou's heartbeat on my chest, my heartbeat also playing in sync. My arms were all over Shirou and all I could see is his soft, pale skin. I bet Atsuya didn't want to disrupt up because he knew we would be embarrassed.

Smart Guy.

I began to move, tapping Shirou on the nose, trying to see if he were to wake up. Trust me, I've tried I don't know... a hundred times? And no, he doesn't wake up. Heavy sleeper, huh?

I began to shake myself out of his tight grip. Nope. Sure this guy has been playing soccer. Resulting him to have strong legs. But surprise, surprise, he also he has strong arms. How cute of him.

Wait, What am I thinking? Get to the point.

Get out off Shirous grip. "Shi- Shirou?" I started to speak up, softly. "Shirou? Shirou~~." Wow, what a heavy sleeper. If only if I could only shout. Oh yeah! I could, only to result with a deaf Shirou and my ear drums broken. But, it's worth a try.

"SHIROU!!"

The guy opens his eyes in shock as he looks down to look at me. "Y- Y/n?" He blushed, taking his hands away from my waist, sitting up. "I- I'm sorry, Y/n." He smiles sheepishly, looking very much tired.

"No it's fine," I sat up as well, reaching his eye level. "You were sleeping, anyway." He nods, letting a soft smile form in his pale-colored face. "Plus, you were as soft as a pillow. I like that you make me feel comfortable at times when I'm not." Shirou giggles, standing up.

"Come on, Y/n... I think we're late for--." I stood up, cutting him off. "Heck no. We're not going into that living hell, again. I'm gonna make this fun for us, I'm not gonna let you down, Shirou." Shirou blushed, looking away while covering his face with his long-sleeved jacket.

I took a gentle step closer to the light-gray haired boy and took off the hand that were covering his mouth and cheeks as I grabbed the other hand and wrapped both of his hands around my shoulders and let him let it out, embracing his warm energy and hugging him back.

"I love you, too, Shirou." 

Date: January 14-17, 2020 [February 22, 2020]

Words: 659 [673]