⑧ - 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐

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𝚈/𝚗 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚘

Softly greeting to Kitagawa-san while taking a step back from the Futon as she comes into the room, as Wakana-kun follows behind her. She scans around the room as I sat down on Wakana-kun's futon.

"Oooooh! It tooootally feels like your room Gojo-kun! Haha, and your futon is still out.. Do you use these for dolls? So you draw with these iiiitty-biiittyy brushes?!! Damn! That's so cool!! Oh, don't worry, I won't touch anything." 

She continues on with her little commentary, it's cute and all but I'm starting to get a headache at how high pitch her voice is when she's this excited. Narrowing my eyes onto her as she goes up at the desk as I clear my throat quietly. 

Then turning my gaze on Wakana-kun as I comment. "It's pretty impressive right?"  

"Yeaaaah! Wooow! look at the detail on these!! Talk about intense!!" She turns to me while holding up a few brushes and touch the tip slowly with an amused face. 

"You should have seen the look of his face when he's concentrating, it's like his life depends on it." I add on while getting up from the futon and walking up next to Wakana-kun then bumping my hips onto his. While I cross my arms together he bumps his hips to mine. 

"And that's what a compliment is Wakana-kun." I joke a little as he glances down at me. "Of course it is Y/n-san, I'm not that isolated..." Kitagawa-san then came to my view with a huge grin oh her face, she stands on her tip toes while leaning to my ear.

"Is Gojo-kun your boyfriend Y/n-san?" 

My mouth gaping as I stare at her, she tilts her head at me still staring at me with those, contacts of hers, I turn away from her and murmur. "What was it Y/n-san?" She peers over towards me leaning a bit closer as I then respond quietly, just enough for her to hear.

"W-were not in a relationship... he- he's just a friend, Kitagawa-san.." She backs off, as I look back at Wakana-kun gazing at the ceiling, glancing back at her she was having her thumb up. Then gazing at Wakana-kun, she walks up to him calling his name. 

"Yes!! W-wh-wha-what is it!?" He places his focus back on reality as Kitagawa-san moves a bit. "There, see?! You didn't hear a thing! I said.. wanna hurry up?.. and do it?"

"Do-Do what...?!" I then quickly smack his head lightly as Kitagawa-san spoke. "Measure, Duh! You said that came first, remember? So let's get to it.." He slowly turns his eyes at my direction seeing me staring at him with disgust as he laughs nervously. Seriously, shy guys are not shy. 

"C'mon let's get to measuring her Wakana-kun" I spoke and pinch his arm lightly making him wince his eye little, "..Um, about that Y/n.. I think you should measure her!" He blurted out, I tilt my head and furrow my eyebrows.

"Why?! You mean you're not going to take down notes!?" Kitagawa-san shrieked at him as he fumbles on his words to explain. "Wait you don't want to do this anymore Gojo-kun?" She adds.

"N-no...It's not that, But... um.. Y-yesterday, in the book you lent me, I read that... when.. when you take measurements... it- it said.. that you have to be in your underwear..!!"I mentally face-palmed myself as the familiar blush comes rising up again as Kitagawa-san announces 

"Oh. That! It's fine. Yeah no probs! No big, no big!" Wakana-kun glances at me while already staring back at him also not knowing what Kitagawa-san meant. I suddenly hear shuffling of clothes making me look back at her.

"K-Ki-Kit-Kita-Kitagawa-san!?" I quickly place my hand on Wakana's eyes covering them as she unbuttons her top.

"Tadaaah! I totally got me a bathing suuuiiit, I figured It'd be awkward for you, Gojo-kun sooooo, when the idea came to me, I was like, 'Ooh! Genius! Waaay to go meee!'.." I was in shock as she continued to strip off her clothes while Wakana-kun stayed silent.

"Ta-daaaaa! How's this?! It'll be easy now, right?!- Huuuh?!! Sato-san, Gojo-kun?!" It was easy to say that I've officially wanted to die right then and there since- she's basically well almost naked and in front of Wakana-kun and I. The least she could do is actually saying it then doing it. 

"Wait, what?! what's wrong?! You two are acting strange! Are you two okay?" She spoke while  grabing both of My arm and Wakana-kun's who only knew what he heard.

"P-please don't touch me right now!!!" He snapped at her as he blushes, while I turn my head away as the blush on my face was the same color as his.

"W-wait-wha-what?! Why- I'm real sorry! okay?!" She spoke while letting go of his arm then hiding behind me I was speechless at most. "Eeeh? Sato-san did I do something wrong? Sato-san?" I couldn't answer her at the moment.

After a few minutes later and finally came back to earth, We all then decided that I'll be the one measuring Kitagawa-san and Wakana-kun will prepare the cheese cake she brought and prepare tea.

"What's up with you two! scared the shit out of me!" She pondered whilst exclaiming then stands there near Wakana-kun's futon.

"Yeah I'm felling great, I don't know how Wakana-kun feels though so you'll have to ask him later.." I started taking the notepad and pen he has lying around then grabbing the tape measure.

"Got it!" She spoke as she leans forward then back, I walk up to her and since I was slightly taller than her I was glancing down at her. She closes her eyes as I then wrap the measuring tape around her head, I blink my eyes a little as she took a peek.

I smile at her as she then returns it with a grin. "Y'know Sato-san, you and Gojo-kun are quite the duo!" I slump my shoulders a little as I tilt my head.

"You think so? Hehe, we've been friends since we were little." I told her while grabbing the notepad, listing down her measurements. "Also, could you turn around for your shoulders.."

"No problemoooo!" She excited responded as I then took the measurement. "What was Gojo-kun like Sato-san?" She asks while I write it down again then going back to her arm.

"He's the same as he is right now." The conversation kind of died right there while I kept taking measurements and Kitagawa-san was watching.

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