𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐬 | ʰ. ʳⁱⁿᵈᵒᵘ [✓]

twenty-one

happy 5k reads!!! again, tysm <333 enjoy!^^ (and i want to apologize in advance because i'll be quite busy starting today because our classes started *sad hoe noises* but i promise to update whenever i can! again, tysm!!!)

Hana immediately hid her face with chopsticks upon hearing his name. Mitsuya immediately snatched the chopsticks from her hands. "Give those back!", she whisper-shouted. "You're embarrassing yourself, stupid!", Mitsuya whispered back. They continued to play tug of war with a pair of used chopsticks that was drenched in soy sauce. 

"So this was your errand?"

Hana froze as his voice reached her ears. She curled her tongue upon her teeth as he stared at Mitsuya with a 'help me' expression painted on her face. Mitsuya stood up from his seat and faced Rindou. "Hey, man. I know we're in your turf and all but we didn't come hear to make a mess. We just shopped for a few things. Right, Hana?", he explained, turning to look at an anxious Hana.

Hana then proceeded to point at the shopping bags that were neatly lined on the floor. "See? I told you I had an errand. We just stopped by here to eat lunch", she continued with a nervous chuckle. If only he could, Mitsuya would've flicked her forehead. It was too obvious that she was nervous. It was like she wasn't even trying to hide it.

"But that doesn't explain why you were trying to hide."

Hana let out a laugh. No, she forced one out. "HAHAHAHA! Was I?", she asked before kicking Mitsuya's leg from under the table. Mitsuya grunted as he tried to keep his composure. 

"Yo. Can I borrow her for a bit?"

Hana and Mitsuya both looked at the unfazed man in front of them with widened eyes. He wore a baggy tee together with baggy pants as his hair was tied in a tousled bun. His round glasses slightly tilted lower on his nose bridge as he leaned his head down to eye a startled Hana.

Half-opened, lavender eyes lazily stared at the stunning girl that sat in front if him. She was wearing a white tank top tucked inside faded pants as a crochet jacket covered her arms from the cold. But they only covered her arms alone. Her chest, shoulders, and neck were exposed for everyone to see. But Rindou felt that it wasn't right for him to share such a view with other people. Even with Mitsuya.

"Borrow her? What is she? A toy? And what are you, a kid?", Mitsuya calmly retorted, though a hint of irritability was evident in his tone. Hana was quick to lean over and tug on the hem of Mitsuya's shirt, stopping him from saying anything further.

"It's alright, Takashi! You're too tense!", Hana joked though she was panicking inside. Mitsuya looked at her with a troubled expression on his face, but Hana just gave him a smile. An 'I'll be fine' smile. Mitsuya let out a defeated sigh before gathering the bags from the floor. "Fine. You can borrow her. I'll just drop these bags at your place. And be back before 7, auntie's gonna kill you. And stay safe", he instructed, flicking Hana's forehead.

"Bring her back to Shibuya before 7, unharmed. Don't you dare fuck this up, Haitani. You're not the only one who can break joints here", Mitsuya whispered as he walked by Rindou. Rindou let out an amused chuckle as he watched Mitsuya's figure leave the shop.

"And you borrowed me because?"

Rindou turned around to face a curious Hana. "Do I really need a reason for that? I borrowed you because I want to. Now let's get out of here", he commanded. Hana, startled, immediately fished paper bills from her wallet and placed it on the table. "Thanks for the meal! And keep the change~", she smiled at the kind lady as she was dragged outside of the shop.

"Wanna crash at my house?", Rindou asked bluntly. Hana's cheeks immediately flushed in heat as she heard his suggestion. "You're a creep", she grimaced, making Rindou roll his eyes. "Don't be a dumbass. I just want you to cook yakisoba for me. The one I had at your place was good. Gimme your recipe", he casually demanded, making the girl scoff.

"Excuse you, for your info; that recipe is my very own. And I won't share it to anyone but my future children. So keep dreaming, sir~", she jested. Rindou, once again, rolled his eyes. "As if anyone wants to have children with you", Rindou spat back.

"Excuse me? You'd be shocked to know how wrong you are", she laughed, but immediately stopped as she processed what she said. She looked at Rindou who wore a disgusted expression on his face. "And I'm the creep?", he teased. Hana, embarrassed, pushed his face away. "Shut up!", she yelled as she walked ahead, leaving him behind.

"Where you goin'?", Rindou asked as they continued to walk. "I need ingredients for your yakisoba, stupid", she countered, entering a grocery store.

Her heartbeat began to quicken its pace as she stared at Rindou who continued to walk whilst pushing a shopping cart. "He looks like a lost child in a supermarket", she chuckled to herself. As they roamed around, Rindou continued to push the cart while she proceeded to add items inside.

"This kinda feels like a date", she thought to herself. 

"Is it not?"

Hana froze as she heard him respond. She bit her lip as she began to drift away due to embarrassment.

"Did I say that out loud?!", she panicked. she looked up only to meet gazes with Rindou. "What?", she asked.

"Idiot. This is a date." He repeated. Hana looked at him with her mouth agape. "You said you wanted me to cook for you. How can that be a date?", she raised a brow though she was internally screaming.

"Then how do you suppose we can turn this into a date?", he asked, emphasizing the word that made Hana's knees buckle.

"I don't know. Maybe do something fun?", she suggested.

"Then let's save 'fun' for the next date. Right now, I want you to cook for me. And you're giving me that recipe whether you like it or not."

Hana playfully rolled her eyes. "Fine. Whatever." She sighed as she continued to place items inside the cart. Everything was going fine when she suddenly came to a halt.

"Wait a minute... there's a second date?!"