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"CAN YOU REPEAT THAT AGAIN, AKAASHI?" AKINORI ASKED, his jaw dropped like most of the other members of the fukurodani.
" The mark I put on his stomach is permanent." the green/gunmetal blue eyed male repeated for the 3rd time, sitting on the sofa in a calm manner like the usual, " The only person who can take it off is the person who put it there."
Then there was silence. Silence that made the boy to look at his teammates. They were all gawking at him, eyes wide, mouth agape, " What?"
" I think my ears are going blind." Komi jokingly said, even though he's still surprised by what the other male said.
Akinori sat beside him after getting some water, " Woah, Akaashi. Didn't know you had it in you." he kiddingly states, gulping the glass of water in one go.
" But why?" Sarukui asked catching the vice captain's attention, " Why did you do that though? Not being rude or anything."
Akaashi didn't say anything for a moment, also thinking about his own actions. Why did I do that again?
all at the same time, they turned their heads towards the door, where they felt the presence of someone very close and familiar to them.
The door opened, and the person—a boy with black roots and white hair stepped inside with a huge paper bag with him. The tall and muscular male went towards them and calmly placed the paper bag on top of the wooden coffee table before walking off without even greeting them.
" Bokuto's oddly gloomy." Komi muttered in a slight worried tone, watching the newcomer take off his black leather jacket while walking into the only room of the hideout.
" Akaashi, your best friend's in his emo mode."
" Shut it, Konoha."
Akaashi, with a sigh, stood up and followed the boy to the room, leaving the others behind to see what's inside the paper bag the owl head brought.
" Look, it's a human finger."
" It's a candy. Stop naming it like that, Komi."
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The black haired boy sat on the chair and watched the owl head lying on the bed with one arm over his eyes and the other on the stomach, " Something wrong, Bokuto-san?"
The latter didn't say anything yet, keeping silent on the other side of the bed. The green eyed male waited for the other to speak.
" Smells sweet here." Bokuto's low and dark voice spoke out in the silence between them, softly sniffing the air, " Human tangerines."
" Right. About that." a small smirk crept into the black haired boy's face, " I got something for you, Bokuto."
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It hurts. The redhead rubbed his aching tummy. It has been like that even after he ate a perfect amount of meal when Sugawara came to check up on him.
Speaking of the latter, he was sleeping beside him, his arms around his small waist while his face buried in his small chest.
It was kind of awkward to Shouyou, Sugawara on the other hand, was sleeping peacefully. Without a shirt on.
The redhead shivered from the medic's cold skin. He kept feeling the boy's hands slipping under his shirt behind him. As if they want his warm. They both already have the comforter covering them, but he was still cold.
" Does your stomach hurts?" his eyes shot open and looked down, only to see Sugawara nuzzling closer to his chest.
" A ... a little." the redhead muttered.
" Do you want some medicine?" the gray haired male asked without looking at the tangerine.
Medicine? " U-Uhm okay .."
Not sudden, but also not slow. Sugawara got on top of the ginger, both his hands on each side of the redhead's face to support himself to stay above him, " Which part does it hurt?"
" W-What are you doing ??" the redhead became panicky and scooted backwards, leaving the medic there in front of him.
" Giving you medicine. Like what you needed." Sugawara responded cheekily, his narrowed hazel brown eyes laid on the ginger with intense hunger, " C'mere." with one go, he pulled the ginger's small (right) ankle, making the redhead slide back under him, " I promise you it won't hurt."
" S-Sugawara ... what are y-you gonna do?" the redhead stuttered, shivering ever so little under the gray haired male's lustful eyes flashing red and showing lasciviousness.
He thought the medic would bite him when he leaned down to his neck. Instead, he felt a slick and smooth tongue slowly sliding from his collarbone up under his ear.
The shirtless male leisurely slid those huge hands under his shirt, stopping on his stomach, and slowly pushed it down.
Sugawara could only smirk lopsidedly hearing the ginger moan and mewl, feeling his small hands clawing onto his buff shoulders, asking him to stop, " S-Suga ... it hurts. Please ..."
The smirking male stopped like what he was told. He kinkily slid his huge hands on the redhead's remarkably small waist, and brought his face to the poor ginger's reddish ear, " You know, I have intense kink for small waists." he lewdly whispered, before bitting the squirming tangerine's earlobe with mischievous intent.
