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CHAPTER 7
「 Kiss Kiss Fall In Love 」
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━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ♡︎♡︎♡︎ THEY WEREN'T DATING, but they weren't just friends either. Midorima likes [L.Name], and [L.Name] likes Midorima. The only problem was that none of the two were willing to actually ask the other out, it was either because of pride and shyness or the lack of knowledge how to. None of the two had ever dated anyone before, despite rumours of the perfectionist student having a past romantic relationship with a sadistic tadpole eyebrow basketball player, and Midorima has surely never asked anyone out in his entire life.
But what was quite funny though is the fact that both assumed that they are dating, they've already confessed to each other so there's really no point in thinking that the other had little to no feelings and that they weren't dating.
While walking together in an empty hallway, [L.Name] gently tugged on Midorima's uniform, stopping him from walking. "Lean down." He told the taller while gesturing for him to do so, Midorima wordlessly leaned down albeit reluctant, looking at the former with furrowed brows and a slight frown. Without thinking of what he'll do, Midorima was stunned to feel a pair of soft lips against his cheek, nearly brushing against the corner of his lips. It took him a whole minute to process what happened and once it clicked in his mind, his heart had finally erupted.
"Wha- Did- Did you- Hah-" He was a stuttering, blushing mess as he watched the shorter chuckle at his flustered misery, linking his arm with his and dragging him back to their classroom. Even as they walked through the hallways and the stares of their fellow students laying upon them, his mind was only occupied the sweet little kiss he received from [L.Name].
But this wasn't the only time he got a kiss from his 'boyfriend' today, he had received another one during lunch time while Takao was busy stuffing his face with the food [L.Name] had prepared for the three of them. It was a simple, harmless kiss against his cheek as he was drinking his cold red bean soup, too quick for all the other people in the cafeteria to see but lasted long enough for him to feel and have his heart pounding against his chest yet again.
