Masked to Perfection [ A Hinata Harem ]

𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 - 47

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•Hinata Shouyou •Ginger • Youngest •
•Yumma Takeru • Platinum blonde • Oldest • 6'4 •
• Ryoma Sota • black and white hair • 6'1 • Second oldest•
• Ren Kenji • Dark purple hair • 5'9 • Third oldest •
•Sekimukai Koji •Brown Hair • 5'8 • Second youngest•
• Megumi Hinata • Ginger hair • Shoyo's mom•
• Akira Hinata • Dark Ginger Hair • Shoyo's dad

    "Sho?"

     "Sho-Chan?"

        "Shoyo!"

     The ginger shuffled around, shoving his face into his pillow. "Leave me the hell alone." He then mumbled something incoherent.

      "You have to wake up, we got you something to eat." Koji shifted next to Shoyo, still sleeping comfortably.

     "Koji?"

      "Koji-Kun?"

      "Wake up Koji!"

        Just then the brown haired boy looked up at the group of boys. "Leave me the hell alone." He then shoved his head down into a pillow, grumbling about his sleep.

      "Now I can definitely tell they are childhood best-friends, they are just alike." Yumma smiled a bit, looking at Hinata.

      Kenji nodded in agreement.

Ryoma the smirked, "Well that's a shame, If only they knew we brought Tamago Kake Gohan and— ." Just then the ginger shifted in his light sleep.

"Did you said Tamago Kake Gohan?" Shoyo then opened on eye, waiting for a response. Kenji then went along with Ryoma's obvious trickery.

"Well of course." Shoyo then slowly got up, swing his feet over the side of the bed. "Come on Koji!" He then shook the brown haired boy, waking him up.

"Fine.." Koji then slid out of the bed as well, standing up right on his feet. "Alright, now where is the food?"

Yumma rolled his eyes "We already set it up at Shoyo's table, kind of sad you didn't see it." Both tired boy looked over at the table and sure enough there was a table full of food.

The ginger rubbed his eyes before a small smile played across his lips. You would miss it if you weren't looking directly at him. Though as soon a the smile came, it went.

    Hinata then walked to the table, waiting for his friends to join him. He nodded his head in a 'come on' motion, giving them a permission to sit with him.

     The all walked over, smiles on their faces. You could tell they were genuine and had no signs of pity.

       Once all the boys were neatly gathered at the table they all bowed, and gave their thanks for the food.