Midorima couldn't stand that it seemed like you talked to Takao a lot more than him. And in all honesty, you did.
Midorima was always busy, and you needed someone to talk to.
"[First Name]." It was one of those rare occasions when he was home in time for dinner. "I don't want you talking to him."
You gave him a slight glare. "Excuse me?"
"Stop talking to Takao."
You put your chopsticks down. "Shintaro, I'll talk to whoever I want."
He stood up abruptly, sending his plate flying. "You will stop talking to him!"
Tears welling up in your eyes, you get up and grabbed your jacket. "I-I'll be back..."
As soon as you left, Midorima sighed, slumping back into the chair. He rested his elbow on the table and put his head on his hand.
What had he done?
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Lol bad Shin-chan.
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