𝐂𝐚𝐤𝐞 ♡

Immerensis

"Yo, m/n wanna come to my house party? it's on saturday"

M/n was busy munching on the snack given by kita the morning before. His mind was beyond the clouds.

"Here, i made one just for you."

Said by the solemn boy beside him, extending a bento neatly wrapped in a cute fox print handkerchief.

"What's inside?"

M/n curiously asked, holding the bento close to his chest, he cane feel the warmth of the food inside. 'he must've cooked it..' he thought to himself, the feeling of tenderness hits him bringing a small smile upon his face.

Kita stared at him with such adoration, the face m/n made brought a satisfactory feeling to him. The mere fact that he can make him smile with small acts of kindness makes him want him more.

"Thanks kita, i'll be sure to tell you what i think about it later"

he beamed, earning a pat from the captain. slinging his arms around m/n awkwardly, an attempt to make a move on m/n that obviously did not go unnoticed by the boy.

Despite knowing, he actually, didn't mind at all. He felt more....safe in a way.

"M/n...M/n!"

A loud gruff voice pulled m/n back from the present, turning to look at the person who interrupted his me time.

"What?"

"I was asking you if ya wanna come to my house party this saturday"

"Uh yeah, sure. I'll go."

He mindlessly replied, savoring the tofu burger kita made for him. God he's the best! his wife would be hella lucky to marry him. His happy go lucky face turned into a sour frown. Setting the burger down and putting the half eaten food back to the bento as he wrapped it the way it was given to him.

His thoughts of kita marrying a girl, or basically someone else brings a painful sting on his chest. He couldn't fathom why.

He pulled his head away from the thoughts and decided to get ready for his first subject of the day.

His day went on like the usual, his seatmate, ei. Moved seats after the little commotion that happened last time, he couldn't care less. She could jump of a cliff and he would not even spare a glance.

So his new seatmate was a guy. A talkative one at that, his name is kishimoto. They got along well, sometimes kishimoto would give him answers on mathematics which he was grateful for of course.

It's time for his managerial activities again, this time he was doing his usual routine until atsumu approached him.

"M/n-san i have a question"

He walked up to him, fiddling his fingers as he looked shy? anxious? m/n couldn't quite make it out. The boy was looking down.

"Yeah sure, what is it?"

He replied confidently, propping his arms on the table where the water bottles were lined up.