Host bar // kazuscara [EDITING]

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T/W: Sexual Scenes

"Kazuha, are you almost there?" Mina asked through the phone as Kazuha stepped off of the metro, heading towards the mall that the two of them agreed on reconvening.

"Yeah, just give me a second." 

Kazuha looked around for a short girl with a bob cut, waving his arm up in the air as he spotted her pacing back and forth, her phone up to her ear. 

"Kazuha!" Mina called out as Kazuha jogged towards her.

"Hello, Mina."

"Gosh, you look disheveled. Are you okay?"

"Haha, is it that obvious?"

"Well, how is it not?" Mina pointed her finger towards his face, "You look like you haven't slept in days."

Kazuha touched his undereye, "I didn't even notice. I don't really use the lights anymore, maybe that's why."

Mina shook her head, "Was it because of that guy?"

Kazuha remained silent, eyes dropping a little. Mina must've caught onto what Kazuha was feeling, and decided to drop the question. 

This was just supposed to be a rendez-vous at a small cafe, Kazuha doesn't know when it turned into a date. Mina just randomly pointed towards stores, and Kazuha just mindlessly followed her with no clear goal. 

"How does this look, Kazuha?"

Mina asked as she stepped out of the dressing room with a plaid skirt and sweater, spinning around so Kazuha could see her from all angles. 

"You look fine." 

Mina pouted, "Just fine? Wow Kazuha, clearly you don't know how to compliment girls."

Kazuha awkwardly laughed, "I'm not sure how this thing works, I've never dated someone before."

"Yet you know how to compliment that guy." Mina rolled her eyes.

Kazuha sighed, "Mina, come on. We're not even dating."

"I'm just joking." 

After years of admiring the girl that he's roaming the mall with, Kazuha thought he'd feel different. Maybe even a spark of how he felt before, yet he felt nothing. He wondered why he came out with Mina in the first place if he knew he didn't feel the same way towards Mina as he did before. But when he glanced towards Mina's behind, he was almost certain she looked identical to Scaramouche. The same haircut, the same height, the same shade of hair color. 

She reminded him on Scaramouche, and maybe that's why Kazuha wanted to keep following her to random destinations, even when he wanted to walk away.

Mina dragged him yet again into a random store, looking around at the random pieces of clothing. Kazuha wasn't exactly interested in the idea of clothing, and wondered why women loved the concept of garments so much. 

Or, maybe the reason why Kazuha wasn't fond of clothings was because of Mina. 

"Kazuha! Look at this!"

Kazuha peered at Mina, who was proudly holding up two matching hoodies. One clearly for a woman, the other clearly for a man.

"What about them?"

Mina smiled, "Do you wanna get them?"

"For us?" 

"Yeah!"

Kazuha shut his eyes, and let out a sigh of disbelief. He didn't know what to say, or how to respond.

Mina shuffled her sneakers around nervously, stepping on them like she's about to break the floor, "...So, that's a no?"