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CHAPTER 1
「 Yellow 」
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♡︎♡︎♡︎ MIDORIMA FOUND HIMSELF looking at the boy during class hours more frequently. Was he concerned for himself? Just a tad bit. Was he concerned that [L.Name] had noticed? Absolutely. He knows that there will be a time that he'll either get caught by the teacher or by the teen himself, and he was still unsure of which is worse.
"You know, Midorima-kun, I can feel your stare on me every class time, you should probably tone it down a bit."
If Midorima could physically facepalm then he had already done so.
He couldn't remember when they've gotten past the point of formalities to each other and have decided to use more casual suffixes but it did feel nice to know that he was the only one in the entire school who gets to be called like this. He wouldn't downright admit it, of course, but the small bubble of joy he gets whenever [L.Name] calls him -kun never fails to make the tips of his ears blush a faint red.
"I wasn't staring at you, your head was in the way of the window." He uttered defensively before taking a bite out of the sausage [L.Name] cooked - they were currently situated behind the school, eating the food prepared by the one and only robotic student for the both of them - surprisingly, it tastes better than it looked. It wasn't all too greasy and it definitely tasted like it was cooked by a professional.
"Whatever you say, Midorima-kun." His soft little hum at the end of his sentence made something erupt in the deepest parts of Midorima's stomach - he greatly feared that he suddenly had diarrhea but that wasn't the case. He knew he experienced this before and it was the day he and his teammates won the practice match against the nobody high school, [L.Name] was waiting for him and Takao outside the shower rooms with his congratulatory gifts for them.
Midorima was the first one to get out while drying his hair, he had accidentally bumped into him and had nearly let him fall if he hadn't quickly grab ahold of his waist and pulled him close. And as per usual, Takao had ruined the moment by marching out of the shower rooms while singing a butchered children's song.
