Skaters 101 (but without the skating)

Rekindle

"Shoma?"

The soft question is uttered none other than Yuzuru.

Shoma pretends to have fallen asleep, evening out his breathing and making sure he didn't scrunch up his eyes.

In return, Yuzuru sighs, and Shoma hears a rustling of clothes.

Then, he feels the material, a fabric of some sort draped over him.

"'Good Night, Shoma!" Yuzuru whispers, laughing a little at his own ironic joke which wasn't even funny in the first place. He was probably gleefully patting himself on the back for coming up with such a joke right now.

Shoma resists the urge to snort.

BEEP

Oh dear.

His watch.

Shoma forgot that he had not cancelled the set alarm on it.

Instinctively tensing up, he wondered what course of action would he take next?

Shoma waited until the footsteps fade out, before safely opening his eyes again.

He looked down at the blanket covering him.

"Shoma!" Yuzuru's voice caused him to snap up. There he was, running back towards him. "You not gonna sleep anymore? Can I have my jacket back?"

Shoma whipped it off himself, balled it up, and flung it to his roommate. "Here you go!" He watched as Yuzuru caught the jacket and slipped it on. "It will be cold later when you run." Trudging past Yuzuru, Shoma gave him a pat on the shoulder.

.

Leaning against the bed frame of the bunk bed, Shoma looks at his phone, before dropping it limply onto the bed.

Perhaps, he decides the better of it, and seizes it into his possession again, only to drop it after a few seconds.

Finally, he picks it up, and hesitantly types out a message.

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Ding Dong!

"Javi!" Yuzuru flies to the door, yanking it open and welcoming his friends into the room. "It has certainly been a while since we hung out together."

"Yeah, well, Shoma called us over. Said he needed some help or something." Nam cuts in, and Yuzuru's face falls.

"Oh, he asked you over?" He mutters, eyes drooping. "Alright, go and help him. He probably needs it urgently."

Just before they enters Shoma's room, Yuzuru catches Nam's arm.

"Also," Eyes drifting over to the door of Shoma's room, he whispers softly, "make sure he is fine."

With that, Yuzuru turned and left.

"I'll be going out!" He calls from the front door, "Need to meet up with Boyang for some stuff!"

"Boyang? Since when were they on good terms?" Shoma leans forward, interested.

Javier shrugs, kicking the baseball bat that stands in the corner of the room over haplessly, "When did he learn to give people space?"

Shoma visibly stiffens, although he left his face void of any emotion.

Nam seemed to sense the tension in the air and shoots Javier a glare. "Haha, very funny. Unfortunately, we aren't here to make jokes." He deadpans.

Almost immediately, Javier spins to face to Shoma. "Yes, what is this situation that you need help with?"

"Well, uh," Shoma hesitantly starts, "Yuzu and I, we haven't been on good terms."