𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦 | 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰

Chapter 3

"He had a weird way to show how sorry he is."- Sano Shinichiro.

A sunny afternoon in Shibuya, their classes finally ended a while ago the youngest Imaushi directly headed to the cooking club- where his cousin is, M/N spent his weekend sleeping, sleeping, sleeping, overthinking, overthinking, and sleeping it was 'productive' as fuck as what M/N said since it requires a lot of energy to do those or it's just probably him being lazy as hell. He was forced to visit the club to try out her new recipe that M/N doubt it's edible but who is he to say no.

Girls who passed by him nudge each other while the other one 'accidentally' bump onto him but the albino move away quickly letting the girl fell down with a thud, he barely cares about it anyways he has a lot of problems to solve and there's no way he'll help when he knew it was intentional, not even daring to stop or look back just to check he continue his journey to the ground floor where the club room is.

R-1..

R-2..

R-3..

Where the fuck was that?! he thought with a scowl.

He will graduate middle school without memorizing or knowing where the heck are the specific classroom, being too lazy to explore lead him into this situation since he prefers to sleep in every free time his brother didn't mind a bit knowing his lazy nature, well fuck that. Both of them are lazy by nature and no one can blame them.

"Oi" he called out a random student- who turns out to be non other than the oldest Sano.

Shinichiro almost, yes almost broke his neck when the familiar voice called him out- the male who have been occupying his mind a lot these past few years, his mind drift to the 'thing' that happened back then he could and still feel the lingering touch of his around his waist and Shinichiro suddenly flushed unaware that the young Imaushi has a judgmental face plastered the whole time as if he was judging his wholeass existence.

"Fuck, he's having a mind failure" M/N mumbled under his breath and rolled his eyes, the blackette was still in daze his cheeks getting warmer and redder.

Is he sick?

Nope, M/N is definitely not worrying over this lame deliquent in front of him he's totally not so what he did because he's not worried he walk towards him and put a hand on his forehead feeling his temperature, definitely not.

Shinichiro almost jump from the sudden touch. "I..i'm fine"

M/N retrieve his hand away from him, putting it in his baseball jacket's pocket.

"Sad, was planning to harvest your organs and sell it" M/N joked as he shrugged his shoulder with a solemn face.

"Wha- hey! that's rude" Shinichiro groaned feeling so offended, he was expecting a better reason but nope we're talking about M/N who speaks and do violence for fun.

M/N hummed keeping a direct stare towards the short male who visibly flinch from the stare he's getting from the other male who looks like he was planning an entire murder in his mind, how did Shinichiro know? he doesn't know too he randomly guess.

"Where's the cooking club?" after the staring contest with the male M/N finally broke the silence between them, Shin was silently thanking the gods.

"Are you really planning to murder me in the cooking club?" Shinichiro being the dumbass he is asked, M/N doesn't look like he was joking at all when he have that expression of his.

"Shin i fucking swear if you won't tell me where is it i'll cut that lame hair of yours" M/N's scowl came back, getting too impatient for his own good.

"Okay okay 'm sorry this is the cooking club" Shin sweat dropped while pointing at the door where they are closely standing.

"..unfuck you or whatever, come with me" without thinking much M/N grabbed his arm sliding open the door where they were greeted by a black haired female, the President of the cooking club.

"There ya are did 'ya just bring yer boyfriend?" the girl stated with a teasing tone, Shin let out an 'eh' while M/N keep his natural expression pulling out a chair for Shinichiro.

"Shut it up you're making him uncomfortable" M/N flip her off, Shin took a sit surprised by the gesture he did- M/N would do this a lot, pulling out a chair for him to sit yet it still surprise him to do so.

Sora raised her brows and serve a two sizzling plates which contains a sizzling tofu with a cube shaped meat. "Since when did you start caring for someone else's feelings other than your brother?"

Sora then place a two bowls of rice.

"Sora" M/N spoke with a warning tone sending a glare, Shinichiro who dig in immediately after saying his thanks, he didn't mind the conversation too focus on the delicious food. "and this is not a new recipe you dumbass"

"Bro shut up i added extra spiciness for ya"

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"Hold tight" M/N spoke as he turn on the engine of his motorbike, Shinichiro hummed and put on the helmet.

When the engine start M/N didn't even hesitate to go in a fast driving breaking the speed limit cause who the hell gives a fuck not him for sure, Shinichiro almost fell he was hesitating to wrap his arms around him fully convinced that he'll lose his shits when he did.

"You dumb fuck i told you to hold me tight" damn, sounds like i'm a touch starve M/N thought.

"Sorry!" this time Shinichiro swallowed it all and wrapped his arms around his waist, forehead resting on M/N's shoulder as he go 170 km/h avoiding another vehicle with much ease.

M/N almost went stiff when Shin wrapped his arms but that's what he told him and the poor male just followed too scared to die young, the familiar scent of the albino calm Shin's nerve his hold tightened feeling himself being drowsy by the strong wind.

After they ate Sora didn't let them go for a chattering session that includes her teasing the albino and Shin being Shin the whole time, it was already five when they decided to leave, leaving Sora with her friends.

"M/N?" Shin mumbled sleepily. "i adore you" unaware of his own words Shinichiro drift to sleep.

M/N hummed and look at the mirror. "Yeah, I know"

Kawasaki Ninja exist in 2006 but let's just pretend it exist earlier.-

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