Mature

{C4} Jealousy

        Wakasa's eyes widened as he saw his friend walk through the doors, one he wish never stepped foot in here. At least today. Saya walked to the table after spending a couple seconds looking around for him. She set down her coffee, passing him the change she got back. "Thanks, Wakasa-san." Saya smiled kindly, but slightly forced as her lips twitched. She seemed oblivious to the boy who walked into the cafe. Wakasa nodded a big vigorously, which got the girls attention. "Oi, everything alright?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. He saw Blake facing forward as he stood in line, but Blake had noticed them from the corner of his eye. He remained unphased. Wakasa had looked away, facing his attention to the girl in front of him as he began to apologize for yesterday. Saya waved it off, saying it was fine. Blake got his coffee and sat down at a table not far from them smoothly, showing barely any emotion. He took out his phone and texted Wakasa's phone, glancing up at him slightly with a bored expression. As soon as he sent the text, he stood up with his coffee and walked out smoothly.

        Wakasa's phone vibrated and he took it out of his pocket, opening his messages and seeing one from Blake. He silently freaked out, his eyes widening.

       Wakasa~ How about we hang out? 

        He got sent another text.

        Oh, are you hangin' out with Saya already?

        This will only take a couple seconds, Wakasa-kun~

        Wakasa immediately stood up from his seat, laughing nervously. He's seen Blake on a whole other level before, and he's probably going to see it again.

        "I-I have to get going now, I have business to take care of!" He slammed money down on the desk. Saya tilted her head, her face blank. "You alright?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "I'm fine!" He exclaimed, darting out of the restaurant.

        He thought that he could run by Blake without him noticing, but that wasn't the case. Blake stood outside, leaning against the edge of the doorframe. As soon as Wakasa ran, he reached his arm out and grabbed the back of his shirt. "Wakasaa~" he cooed, tugging him back. Wakasa's back hit Blake's chest as he wrapped his arms around Wakasa's neck and squeezed him, as if hugging him around the neck, only with much more force. Blake pouted. "I only wanted to hang out, why run~?" He whined, squeezing tighter as Wakasa flailed his arms in an attempt to get out, but failing miserably. Blake felt the signs of struggle and let go, but still keeping a grip on his shirt. He smiled widely from ear to ear, hovering over Wakasa. "If you go anywhere alone with Saya-chan again, I will not hesitate to teach you a lesson, okay?" His smile grew wider, if possible, showing he was not joking. Wakasa nodded fearfully, running off and tripping on the way to god knows where.

        Blake sighed, letting his smile falter, for it hurt his cheeks. He walked back into the coffee shop, walking towards Saya's table. She was typing on her phone, her shopping bags on the floor next to her seat. Blake skipped over, resting his chin on top of her head and looking over her head to look at the phone. "What're you doing?" He asked calmly, his expression blank. She jumped at his presence.  "Ah, nothing." She mumbled, quickly putting her phone away. She had been looking for things online to order, and didn't want him knowing about it. Blake shrugged, drooping his arms over her shoulders. "Wanna go hang out or some shit?" He suggested, his expression never faltering. Saya nodded. "Sure."

ew i haven't updated this in like 2 weeks and ive had this on draft for 1