Character Speaking: Kenjiro Shirabu.
Shirabu was waiting patiently at a dining room table for a old friend from High School. Estimating they probably haven't spoken in a good 5 years or less. (5 years into the future) Truth be told Kenjiro hasn't spoken to much besides to his two roommates. Goshiki and Tendou. He usually talks to Tendou the most because he claims they're so called "best friends" and if Kenjiro is intoxicated he will flat out admit it. Last time Satori recorded him saying it.
Kenjiro is uncertain if he even wants to be here. His big doey hazelnut iris rolled. His finger tips scrolled going down TikTok's while waiting for Ushijima to show up. There was a insignificant thought(s) that popped into Kenji's mind like, "Why did Wakatoshi...want to meet? We haven't seen each other in years." The male put his phone down and sat it to the side gently. Trying not to think about it. When it oddly started to buzz. "Of course after I sat it down." His hazelnut iris glared at it. "Tch, Tendou." It was Satori. Shirabu flipped it over and ignored it.
The male's finger-tips lifted up the menu to glance at what they had; His other hand grabbed the Wine glass that had ice water in it. The Waiter came over to see if he was 'ready'. The male glanced up lightly. "I'm sorry, I'm expecting a friend. He should be here in a moment. Could I have this Wine." The male pointed towards the Menu. Giving out a soft smile—
Kenjiro had an idea of what he wanted to eat but generally he thought mostly everything on the menu looked good so it was hard to decide. He was a Doctor now. Money really wasn't the issue. Looking around Ushijima did pick a 'fancy' establishment. Enough it's required to wear a suit. He couldn't help but think his career is doing quiet well too. Kenjiro often went to some games of Ushijima but after a while it got unbearable to see Ushijima and Oikawa together so he stopped going all together. He also couldn't help but think if we're only meeting up after 5 years why are we eating at a establishment with requirements. I could've easily just made something. It wouldn't of been a big deal. Kenji took his hand and rubbed the back of his neck. "Mm". "I'm overthinking..whatever" he mumbled.
The Waiter came back slowly pouring him his Wine and then leaving the bottle. Kenji told the Waiter 'Thanks'. The waiter nodded.
Shirabu picked up his phone again. Unlocking his phone with a picture of Tendou and Kenji. "Ack! Baka! Must've changed my display." The male blushed out of embarrassment. "He's lucky he's my best friend." He had a couple of messages from Tendou. "Stop ignoring me! It's important. It's about Ushi—" Shirabu quickly sent a message back.
"I'm sorry Tendo. I just seen Ushijima walk in. Unfortunately it looks like he's on the phone. Don't worry about my school boy crush. I don't have one anymore remember? It doesn't exist. Anyways, I really don't get why he wanted to see me. I gotta go. I'll see you at our apartment later, okay?."
((Reminder: Goshiki, Tendou and Shirabu are roommates to a semi large apartment))
Shirabu sat his phone back down. When he accidentally heard Ushijima's tone on the phone. His iris couldn't help but glance. He's on the phone. By the look from his expression. Wakatoshi didn't look happy and he could only think "Oikawa". "...None of my business..." he thought again. For a moment Shira felt embarrassed for even thinking that way even if his cheeks turned a slight pinkish tone. If only for a moment.
He heard him chatting with Oikawa. He'd know Toru's annoying voice anywhere. It leered throughout the phone, unfortunately. He told him, "I told you we're done. Over. Get your things and be gone by the time I'm back. Kenjiro was in absolute shock by the things Ushijima told Oikawa but at this point Kenjiro also didn't know their status. Not that he actually cared. Not even a ounce.
Kenjiro's Thoughts:
Don't blush.
Kenjiro's tongue slowly licked his lips. Looking up to see Ushijima instantly click end as he was licking his lips. Kenji slightly gulped with a soft smile. He didn't want to make it his business. So he pretended he didn't hear the conversation. "Hello, Ushijima." He said in a soft tone.
The male brought the Wine glass up to his lips pressing it. Letting it slip right down throat. His iris narrowed right down. He just felt relaxed.
Kenjiro's Thoughts:
Why does Wakatoshi have to look so nice? Who cares. Just keep drinking.
The waiter had came back and they'd both ordered Steaks. Again, Kenjiro softly smiled after ordering — The two had only enjoyed their steaks in-between Kenji had noticed Ushijima taking glances over at him. It was like he wanted to say something but he just didn't!? That was still embarrassing. It's so hard not to blush. Kenjiro will admit that much to himself. To contain himself.
Kenjiro's Thoughts:
I'm starting to feel a buzz maybe I should stop. If I don't and I start to speak I'll reveal to much or maybe say something dumb and regret it later. I don't want to make a fool out of myself and I definitely don't want to look like I'm blushing."
Kenjiro just couldn't figure out Ushijima at least for now. He wanted to figured it out but he just couldn't. So instead he continued to cut and eat his steak.
