HIGH-SCHOOL SWEETHEART -GenMui

CHAPTER NINE

IT'S A PRANK!! But, the last few days, I wasn't really able to update. Now, I'm back! Let's go!

GENYA didn't pay attention to them, instead he kept reading the textbooks. He's focused. Like, really. Not noticing that the others are calling him.

He snapped out of it when a someone smack him. "Ow! What the fuck?!" He looks up and glared at Inosuke who's smiling, proudly.

"We've been calling you so many times. We're heading to sleep now." Zenitsu answered while he ties his long golden hair. "Oh. Okay, thanks." Genya closes his textbook and stands up. "Where's the bathroom?" He asked.

"First floor, east wing. The last room there." 

"Okay. But, wait. Do you have spare clothes?" Genya asked. "I do! There's a closet there!" Inosuke yelled as he dragged his lovers on the bed, hitting them with a soft pillow. " Alright. Thanks."

Genya left the room to go to his destination. When he opens the door, there's someone. "Ahhh! What the fuck!?"

"Mui?! What the?! Lock the door, will you?!" Genya shuts the door close. Blushing after seeing Muichiro naked. 

"Learn how to knock, okay?!" The other man yelled. "I didn't know there's someone!" Genya argued. "Tch."

The door opened revealing Muichiro wearing a white sleepwear. His hair tied onto a messy bun. Genya sighed.

"Sorry for barging in earlier. I should've asked." He reached out his arms and hugged the latter. "It's okay. It's my fault too for not locking the door. " Muichiro hugged back.

Genya chuckled and leaned in to kiss Muichiro's nose. "Want me to tie your hair?" The latter nodded. 

Genya smiled and pulled out his hidden hairbrush and pins. He carefully brushed Muichiro's hair and ties it into a braid.

"You can go back there. I'll just wash up." Genya said and kissed Muichiro's knuckles. The latter blushed and nodded. "Okay." Muichiro also kisses the man's forehead before running upstairs.

Genya chuckled and touched his forehead before murmuring. "How cute." 

Muichiro shuts the guest room's door and jumped onto his bed, muffling his squeal. "Omg." He cups his reddened cheeks and smiled. "You finally did it!" He shouts a bit. 

He snapped out of his trance when his phone rang. He reached for it and reads the Caller's ID. Muichiro felt like a bucket of ice had been dumped on him.

Devil Brother is calling...

Muichiro trembled as he tried to deny the call but ended up accepting it. "Hello..."

| "Hello? Muichiro, is that you?" |

Muichiro released a sigh of relief. "Shouyo? Why did you call using his number?"

| "Where are you? Yui's gone feral. Please talk to him. If you didn't, he'll go to the police and declare that you went missing." |

"I will. Where's he? Can I talk to him?" Muichiro hugged the pillow.

| "Sure. Wait. BABE! Muichiro wants to talk to you!" |

Muichiro can hear a heavy footsteps from the phone and a sounds of snatching.

| "Hello? MUI?!" |

"Hey, Yui." Muichiro spoke, low and quiet. 

| "Where the fuck did you go? Why aren't you home yet?! You said that you and Genya will just go study!? It's already late!? Fucking give me an explanation." |

Muichiro's breath hitched. Oh gosh, Yuichiro's really scary. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you but we're having a sleepover. I'll talk to mom, can I?"

| "NO!" | Muichiro winced on how loud his twin shout. 

| "I want an explanation." |

Muichiro gulped. He was about to speak when Yuichiro's boyfriend butted in.

| "Babe? Auntie is really worried. You can ask him for an explanation later. Let him talk to Auntie first, okay?" |

He can hear his twin let out a whine but accepts it.

Genya wore a simple black hoodie and pants before going upstairs. He also had a glass of hot chocolate milk. He knocked on the guest room but no answer.

"Mui? Can you open the door?" Though, he never received a response. He just leaned on the door, waiting and knocking. "Mui? I can't open it here. Please unlock it. I'm also holding a hot glass." But, none.

Genya sighed and sat on the floor, leaning onto the wall. He puts the glass on the ground and pulled out his phone, calling his brother.

"Nemi?" He whispered, he's feeling drowsy. He's sure that he'll pass out. Genya can feel his eyes shutting close. His hand goes limp, dropping his phone.

He didn't know that he already lost consciousness.

Muichiro sighed as the call ended. He received an earful from Yuichiro. Shouyo also lectured him. 

He leaned onto the headboard, staring at the ceiling.

"Where's Genya?" He murmured. He stood up and unlocks the door. Muichiro was taken a back to the sight. Genya's sprawled to the ground, completely asleep.

"Oh god, why are you sleeping there? You could've knocked." Muichiro scoffed and tried to carry the man. They reached the ben but Genya added some weight causing the two of them to fall.

Muichiro blushed as he smelled Genya's sandalwood scent. "Gen? Wake up. You're heavy." But, none.

Muichiro sighed and pulled up his hand and strokes Genya's long mohawk hair. Its soft and shiny. "What's your secret?" He murmured. "How could you be so good looking? Ah, I'm so lucky. You know, the kiss is amazing. I didn't know what to say and those words came out of my mouth."

Muichiro continues to talk, not noticing that the latter is awake and just listening. "You know, you're the sweetest and kindest man I've ever met. I'm wondering how you ended up on having an asshole of a brother. "

Muichiro stopped when he heard a chuckle. His looked down and sees Genya's shoulder shake a bit as he laugh.

"Genya?"

"You're so adorable." Genya smiled and sits up.

"You're awake this whole time?!" Muichiro's eyes were wide, his cheeks reddening. "So, I'm kind and sweet."

Muichiro couldn't answer and looked at him, bewildered.

"You know, Mui. I can't stop." Genya slowly cupped Muichiro's face and softly pressed his lips again his.

Later on, the smaller kiss back. Hands wrapping around Genya's neck.

"Genya.."

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"I don't know but I really feel like some things is happening, Genya and Muichiro are involved." Sanemi scoffed. 

 "Babe, come on!" 

"Wait."

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BONUS:

"Who the heck left a choco milk here? How disrespectful toward the chocolate." Douma said and picked up the glass of milk as he walked downstairs.