eccedentesiast || s.manjiro

- seven

your figure was slumped on the velvety sofa in the living room if your house, chewing some gum as your eyes were trained to the television screen, however, your mind was elsewhere.

"are you really okay?" b/n askes. you lost count of how many times had he asked you this today.

you sigh and nodded. "just go. you forbid, i obliged."

your twin bit his lower lips, why at the last moment had he suddenly felt anxious? "i'm calling someone over." he snap his finger and fish out his phone, he was hesitating for a few seconds before sighing and decided to tap on the contact, it rang.

"hey, i want you to come here and take care of my sis."

with that, b/n hang the phone, not letting the person on the other side to reply. he wan not taking a no for an answer. if it's for his sister then he'd do anything.

gee, that sounded cliche.

"he'll be over in about 15 minutes so, i need you to lock the door, don't fucking open it to stranger, until he came."

you hummed, signalling that you were listening.

after hearing the clicked of the door, you hurriedly run up the stairs and strived towards b/n's room. twisting his doorknob and welcomed yourself in, smelling the cologne he always use before going anywhere, his neatly made bed and the papers scattered on his study desk, eyes raking everywhere to scan the what ifs he had left something behind that would make him come back here later, when you see none, you quickly crouching down beside his bed and pulling out an old metal box.

you opened the box cautiously, and reach out to grab the switchblade.

it wasn't that small nor was it big, it was just enough to defend yourself. though, your brother being a typical overprotective brother, he scolded you and took it away from your hold.

you quickly push the box back underneath the bed and run down after hearing the doorbell ringing.

peeking your eyes through the small hole, you smiled upon seeing the person.

"manjirou!" you greeted the said male.

"hi, y/n-chin." he opened his arms and went forward to bring you into a hug.

"did b/n told you to come?" he put his hands on your shoulder and pushed you slightly away to look at your face.

"no? i came because i knew you won't go to the festival."

then, who the hell did he called? you thought.

just as the two of you broke the hug, mikey's phone rang. "oh, wait."

mikey put his phone to his ear, his back facing you. you'd see him occasionally nod here and there before letting out a long sigh.

mikey turned to his heels, muttering a sorry to you then brought you into a bear hug. "sorry, big baby. i couldn't accompany you tonight, it's an emergency."

you mentally sigh. nodding your head, you smile gently into the hug.

after he left, the sound of another motorcycle's roar gained your attention.

seeing a familiar face, he smile, lifting a bag of food. you broke into a grin. "i'm here to babysit you, kitten. were you waiting?"

he entered the house, placing his arm around your neck. despite having a mask on, his eye smile alone was enough to make you feel secure.

"no, haru. manjiro came before you did earlier."

the male halted his step. "mikey did?"

you hummed. "said he was gonna keep me company but then shit happened."

"by the way, why are you in your uniform?"

chilling in the kitchen eating ramen with haruchiyo. his phone rang.

with no hesitation whatsoever, he answered and put it on speaker. you swore this man would never keep anything from you.

"hello?"

"sanzu, there's gonna be a big brawl on the parking lot. come here, fast!"

mucho hang the phone.

haruchiyo's eyebrows knitted together,  clicked his tongue. "tch, old man doesn't even let me speak."

he was going straight to the door yet you managed to caught the back of his uniform.

he blinked. his long lashes fluttering with every blink he did. he could've swore that you unconsciously tugged at his heartstring.

"yes?"

your eyes shine with hope, lips pressed together and your eyes not leaving his. "can i come?"

idk just thought it'll looked good to end it here 🤡