𝗜 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘 𝗬𝗢𝗨.

05𖦹

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You opened the small container waiting to eat Michiya's surprise bento he'd made for the both of you.

Character bento.. You hummed a bit staring at it for a few moments with a calmed face,
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❛ This morning

"Ah, so you made this kind of bento." You muttered staring at both the containers that had both your faces on them.

"It's our own face we're eating."

You watched Michiya put one of the containers in a small bag for you to take to work, "I'll wait until your lunch break at work. So let's eat it together at the same time.♡" Michiya said, walking over to you and handing you your lunch.
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Interesting thing he came up with….well, I guess that's Michiya being Michiya.

You put your hands together giving thanks for the food, "I'll eat it now!" You quickly mumbled before digging in,
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"..fufu, The listening device on his phone is working fine today too.." Michiya said, beginning to dig in as well while having a video of last night's event play on his computer.

"Ehh.. there's bell pepper again today!" Michiya listened closely with his headphones on and smiling at his computer screen.

"Take your time eating. M/n."
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You stayed silent while eating and staring at your food,

"What's wrong? Why are you making that kind of face while eating." A familiar voice asked, catching your attention.

"Hm? Shiho-chan."
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"...Shiho!!? That voice.. it's the one who deceived M/n, that ramen girl!!" Moreover, with a "-chan"!?

He leaned forward startled by the voice and the name you called out to putting his bento on his desk and clenching his chopsticks practically snapping both of them in half with his teeth gritted and his other hand pushing the headphone a bit closer to his ear to listen in clearly.

"What does she want."
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"Why are you standing so far away?" You asked, raising your brow

"No, it's nothing.. I just had a feeling that my life would be in danger if I come too close." She muttered in a nervous and wobbly voice while looking away, sweating in nervousness while holding herself.

"?" You stared at her in confusion still having food in your mouth,

Your bento caught her eye which made her turn her head to stare at it, "Your bento is amazing today too. Is the person you're living with tenaciously expressing his feelings.." she asked you, wanting answers to her question.

"Ah, that's probably it? I mean, It seems like that person had liked me since way before–" You mumbled staring at the office wall with chopsticks in your mouth.

"Eh!?"

"I was surprised you knew, I only found out just recently." You said mumbling in shock.

How can you not realize!? She thought having a flashback of her encounter with him shivering at the memory of it.

"I guess that's what it was if you think about it." You said swallowing your food and looked down at your desk with a tint of blush showing on your face.

You looked up staring at the ceiling, "Everyday that person would prepare food to fix my unbalanced diet. Choosing the clothes I wear even." You said lifting your fingers up one by one remembering every single thing that Michiya has done for you.

"Ah, this phone was a present too. If I'm tired from work, that person would give me a massage in the bath." You said you're already running out of what he's ever done for you.

You then turned your head to her, putting your chopsticks and bento on your desk and scratching the back of your head while laughing nervously at her. "Eheh, I'm really useless huh.."

She eternally screamed inside from the information,
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"What the heck is that!? You've got to be kidding me!? That M/n blabbering about our relationship to that girl." He winced from the sound,

"I'm going to get scolded tonight as it is.." He heard you say leaving him confused and suddenly hearing a small disconnection hearing nothing but muffles.

It's crosswiring!!…
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"You know how he's always thinking about me." You smiled, staring at your office wall silently with blush covering your cheeks.
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Shit, a line interference!? He winced taking off the headphones,
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"But then.. Recently, I feel like it's no good since it's always just about me." You sighed staring up at the ceiling, resting your head on the palm of your hand.

"I'm happy that he's doing all that for me but.."
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Damn it!! At a time like this!!  He quickly switched his computer screen and started typing while attempting to fix the monitor to be able to listen in on the conversation.
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"That guy.. He'll probably be fine without me.." You sulked in sadness, lowering your head down as you scratched the nape of your neck.

"I wonder.. What should I do with him.." You muttered with a panicky and uneasy, worried expression on your face while scratching your head.

She stayed silent, you finally snapped out of your little daze and realized she was still here.

".. something like that." You said chuckling nervously at her,

She seemed to have a sort of shocked and dead expression on her face almost as if she was stunned by the whole information.

I shouldn't.. get involved, She thought anxiously not wanting any part of it.

She quickly turned around, facing away from you quickly speedwalking away"If that's what's troubling you, Isn't it better to speak honestly with the person instead?" She muttered with a deadpanned expression.

I have lunch to go for..

"Eh! What did you say!?" You shouted at her not hearing what she said, "Please think about it on your own." She said loud enough for you to hear this time.

You watched her figure disappear before dozing off into space and continue back to what you were doing thinking about what she said.

"I guess you're right.."You mumbled,
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Michiya stayed silent from what he heard, having an unreadable expression on his face and staring off into space for a moment before standing up and moving the headphones to rest on his neck while he had a moment to think.

"I wonder if it's about us.." He mumbled staying silent

"...M/n, what are you worried about..?" He furrowed his eyebrows before attempting to place the pieces together finally coming to a conclusion.

He gaped his mouth open with wide eyes while staring at his desk,

"Is it..
        Because of me..?"