Kyotani Pov:
"Hey yahaba, I'm back. Sorry it took a while. I got food though!" I yelled as I took my shoes off. He walked into the living room where I could see him and he had his phone in his hand. "It's fine, I was hungry anyways since you only fed me a banana this morning!" He sat on the couch. "Well, you could've gotten more to eat, or told me you were still hungry rather than being quiet like an idiot." I said, bringing food to the living room. "I also got boba, but I didn't know what you wanted, so I just got you brown sugar." I said, setting everything down on the coffee table. "Yey! Thank you!" Yahaba said, sitting up and getting closer to the food. I passed him his and a pair of chopsticks and we ate.
After we finished I took the stuff and threw it away since it wasn't washable. "Thanks Kyo, it was really good." Yahaba said, laying down on the couch. "No problem." I said, flopping down on the other side of the couch. "So what now?" Yahaba asked. "I don't know. It's already almost 2:30 so I'm not going back to sleep." I replied, pushing myself up into a sitting position. "Wanna play mario kart?" I asked, hoping he'd say yes. "Hell yea I do!!" Yahaba exclaimed, sitting up as well. "Okay, wanna play on the wii u or the switch?" I asked, getting up to get the remotes for either. "I don't care, the switch?" Yahaba replied.
We got ready and yahaba was still laughing over the fact the we had sailor moon stickers on our controllers. "Shut up creampuff. At least I didn't go basic bitch and pick Bowser." I snarked. "Oh shut up Mr. QuIrKy mad dog. You literally chose Rosalina." Yahaba said, putting his hand up to block my face. "Bitch, Fine. You'll see the queen Rosalina is when I kick your ass." I said, starting the race without warning. "Wait! I'm Not ready!" Yahaba yelped, trying to get into position. "Too bad, basic bitch!" I said, Scooting away from him so he couldn't mess me up and I started the race in second. Yahaba was struggling the first lap, but quickly made his way up to third. I hit yoshi, who was in first, and took over the race. Yahaba also passed him though and was still hot on my tail.
We eventually finished. I beat him by milliseconds and Jesus was he mad. I'm pretty sure he was cursing me out in his head. "Haha, told you creampuff. Can't beat the queen Rosalina." I laughed at him. "Hush, you started without warning me, I only lost because of that." Yahaba pouted. It was kind of cute, but it was also funny knowing the context of why he was pouting. He texted someone and he just got more pouty. "What happened creampuff?" I asked and picked up the phone he decided to chuck across the room. He was texting someone named 'Bald bitch' in his contacts. I'm pretty sure it's watari though because of the picture. He said:
Yahaba: 'Kyo beat me in mario Kart ;-;'
Watari: 'Well, to bad bitch, someone finally took your basic ass down. Plus you're gay dumbass, you can't drive in the first place'
That was an interesting chat. I couldn't stop from laughing. "Damn even watari came after your basic ass!!" I laughed at him. "Shut up. He'll come after you too for picking Rosalina." Yahaba said, rolling his eyes. "Whatever creampuff." I said, laying on the floor.
Yahaba just flopped over, not even caring his head almost hit the coffee table. "Well, what now?" Yahaba asked, fixing his socks because they had fallen to his knees instead of his thighs. 'Stahp with the nice ass thighs goddamnit!!' I thought, feeling my ears turn pink. Thank God yahaba hasn't seen that yet. "I don't know." I said, running my hand over my curls. That's honestly always something people don't notice. I actually have really short curly hair, not a buzzcut. Yahaba got up and walked towards me. I figured he was going to sit down, so I moved a little. But instead, he touched my head. "This isn't a buzzcut, is it?" Yahaba asked, running his hand over my head. I shook my head, no. He just kept running his hand over my head. It honestly felt nice
He kept doing it and I felt myself begin to doze off. 'Stahp I don't wanna go to sleep, but it feels good...' I thought as I moved my head away from it. "Oh, sorry, was I making you uncomfortable?" Yahaba asked, pulling his hand back. "No, I just didn't want to fall asleep." I said, shaking my head. "Oh, you looked like you were about to fall asleep anyways." Yahaba giggled, covering his mouth. "Well, I couldn't help it." I said, turning away. He patted my head and sat down next to me. I just let him and he started running his hand over my head again. I felt myself start to fall asleep and I didn't fight it this time.
I was woken a little while later by my mom shaking my shoulder. "Hm?" I questioned, stretching some. "Wake up kid." I nodded and looked around. I was still on the couch and yahaba was on the other end on his phone. "What time is it?" I asked. "3:00, why?" Mom said, Walking to put her bag down in her room. As soon as she walked down the hall, I felt a pair of arms around me.I quickly flinched and turned around to see who it was. It was mama and she had a silly little smile on her face. "Mornin' kiddo, Did y'all eat yet?" She asked, walking behind the couch and into the kitchen. "Yes ma'am." Yahaba replied. I looked to the kitchen where mama was getting some chicken out of the fridge. Mom walked back into the living room, putting on a sweatshirt. "Hey, Yahaba. We're all going roller skating with some friends later. You're welcome to come or invite your family." Mom said. "Oh, okay. Thank you mrs. Kyoka, I'll ask them later." Yahaba said with a smile. "We're going somewhere later???"I asked, honestly having no clue about this. "Yeah, didn't I tell you?" Mom replied, looking just as confused. "No? When do you think you told me?" I asked, curling back up into the corner of the couch. "I don't know, I thought I told you yesterday." She replied as mama walked back in with her plate.
She sat down next to yahaba. "It's funny how confused these two get over the smallest things." Mama said with a giggle. "The only reason I'm confused is because I was unaware of this." I said, pointing out the context. "Why did you need to be aware of it?? You'll just probably end up throwing on a hoodie and pair of jeans like anytime we go somewhere." Mama said, pointing to what I was wearing, basically pants and a tee-shirt. "False." Me and mom said at the same time. "You're the only one that does that mama." I said, pointing to the jeans and blouse she wore to work. "Yeah, you know half the reason we're almost late to everything is because he spends more time than either of us trying to pick out an outfit and overthinking it." Mom said, rolling her eyes playfully. "Uh- I do not!" I exclaimed. "Not to mention his need to spend forever doing his makeup." Mama teased. "Oh you wanna talk makeup?" I said, getting up to go get it. I came back in the room with my eyeliner pen. "This is my makeup. One. A singular thing." I turned around and brought back two big boxes with handles on the tops. "This is yours, don't even try to say I take forever when you spend half your time trying to find stuff in these."
Yahaba Giggled as I turned around to go put everything back. Before I made it down the hall, I heard him snort while laughing. It was quiet for a second before I heard my moms squeal. I came back in. "Which one saw the spider and who died?" I said, carrying a shoe to kill whatever they were squealing over. "Neither.."Yahaba said with a red face. "What happened?" I said, going to put the shoe by the door. "You didn't hear that??" Mama Asked. "Hear what? Him laughing? I heard him." I said, sitting back down. "You didn't hear all of it then." Mom said. Yahaba was shaking his head. Yes, I heard him snort. But, I didn't want to embarrass him. I know snorting when you laugh can be embarrassing. It is really cute though, especially coming from the right person.
"Anyways, you were told about it Kentaro, you just have crap memory." Mom said, motioning for mama to sit with her. She gladly complied. "No, I don't. You just didn't tell me." I said, sitting back down in my corner. "Yahaba are you gonna bring your siblings?" I asked. "Hopefully not, I'm going to have to watch them the whole time." He said with an unenthusiastic voice. "You have siblings?" Mom asked. "Yes, I have a twelve year old little brother and 7 year old twin brother and sister." Yahaba said. "Cool, I bet it's a handful being the oldest of them." Mom said. "It is." Yahaba replied.
