Chapter eight: stupid

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(IM SORRY THIS IS SUPER SHORT BUT--IVE BEEN BUSY AND HAPPY PRIDE!!)

{Shuichi's POV}

Once everyone left I just stood there for a second.

"Way to go Saihara," I grumbled to myself, "there was your chance to confess, and now...now!"

I sighed and went back upstairs. Should I confess now...? No! He's--he's not okay this would hurt him more...or...maybe I...I have an idea. I walked into my room to where Ouma was hugging his plush.

"Hey Ouma..." he looked over at me. "Would...would you like to go to a festival with me sometime?" He nodded his head.

"Let's get you cleaned up," I smiled. He smiled back. Maybe...by the time that festival rolls around I'll confess...yea......

I guided him to the bathroom and got a wet cloth. I started to clean off his messy makeup.

"I'm sorry this happened, you still look beautiful," he smiled at me. The room stayed silent, the only thing you could hear was the hum from the AC. Once I was done cleaning his face I broke the silence.

"Ouma-Kun, thank you," he looked at me confused "Thank you...for everything," he smiled i carried him up bridal style."Lets head to bed shall we?" he nodded his head, i layed him down and hugged him closely i closed my eyes.Im sorry Ouma...Im stupid

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