sweet and sour | yamaguchi tadashi

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the rest of my week consisted of talking to yamaguchi. a lot of talking to yamaguchi. on tuesday, we walked to class and texted. wednesday was the same as monday. thursday was the same as tuesday. friday was facetime and more texting.

i found out about his friends and family, he talked about his friend "tsukki" a lot. we would snark back forth, laugh at each other, the occasional flirty comment. i really enjoyed talking to him, which was surprising considering how antisocial i am.

"hey! don't laugh at me!"

"bet you had sick moves like these!"

"yo, that looks so good"

"i like your laugh, it's cute"

that's one thing i hated. his laugh. it was so cute and contagious. i could listen to it for hours. and his piercings are my weakness. one day, he had it on a small chain that connected from his lip piercing to his ear piercing. it felt like my heart was gonna stop.

this whole week made me realize i was falling for him. i was falling hard. and i'm not gonna lie, it terrified me.

"so like, what are you guys?" kenma asked me saturday night as he laid on my bed, playing on his nintendo switch.

"i don't know. friends? i mean that's what he said we were. and we are, but it's only been a week, it's kind of too soon to get together." i said, tuning my bass, sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed.

"well how long would you want to wait?" he asked.

"i don't know. two months. but that's so far, i can't wait that long." i said.

"you know time is just a measure to show what part of the universe we're in" he said bluntly.

i paused and turned my attention to him. "kenma, are you on something and you didn't give me any? i mean you're not wrong, but still."

"i haven't had anything besides three cups of coffee and a bagel since this morning," he said.

i put my bass down and turned to him. i lightly bonked him, which caused him to look at me. "stop eating so badly. it's gonna come back to bite you in the ass."

he rolled his eyes and turned back to his game. "whatever,"

i picked back up my bass. "give me a song."

"uhh, billie jean" kenma said.

"alright," i said. kenma took his phone and played the song, it was on low volume so you could hear me playing. i started playing and closed my eyes as my fingers moved at the lower part of the bass, my fingers flying across the fretboard. after the long intro, i started singing.

she was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene.

i said, don't mind, but what do you mean i am the one?

who will dance on floor in the round

she said i am the one

who would dance on the floor in the round

she told me her name was billie jean as she caused the scene

then every head turned was that dreamed of being the one

who will dance on the floor in the round

people always told me, be careful of what you do.

and don't go around breaking young girls hearts