"It is just a confession," Chuuya says looking up from the papers in his hand, "why are you panicking so much?"
Tachihara is pacing around Chuuya's office. "Yeah, it's just a confession to the person I have had the longest—the biggest crush on."
Chuuya sighs and goes back to his work, not paying attention to the guy in front of him.
"What if [L/n]–san doesn't like that? What if I look presumptuous? What if [L/n]–san starts to hate me? Nakahara–san please help me!"
Chuuya just gives him a thumbs-up in response.
"You are not even listening to me!"
"Mhm."
Tachihara groans in annoyance and walks out of the office. "Whatever, I'll ask the old man instead."
"No."
As he hears Chuuya say that, he comes back and peeks out the door only to realize that Chuuya's responses are programmed while he works. He turns around and is met by a familiar face.
"Mornin' Michizou."
"Yes," he has a wide smile plastered on his face, "good morning [L/n]–san."
"I have never seen someone as happy as you this early in the morning." You look at him carefully, knowing full well what's going on. You pat his shoulder and enter Chuuya's office.
When Chuuya sees you he signals you to close the doors and you oblige. He drops the papers in his hand and leans back in the chair.
He glares at you as you walk over to the desk next to his and sit down.
"Do you find this funny?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about."
"Really," he folds his arms in disapprovement, "you, the person who has the ability to see and hear everything on the other side of the wall as if it were happening right in front of you, have no idea whatsoever that Tachihara likes you?"
You smile a little. "I may have a hunch."
Chuuya sighs and stands up.
"Don't fuck with his feelings. I may be keeping quiet but if you don't tell him by the end of the day," he points at himself, "I will."
He leaves and you're alone in the office staring into nothing. Chuuya's words are slowly sinking into your brain. You take your phone and text Tachihara to come to the office. Within seconds he is standing in front of you as if he knew you would call for him.
Wouldn't it be shitty if I did it now?
"The front entrance is missing a guard, sub in while I find one."
"That's it?" He scratches his arm. You look at his face and it looks like he is waiting for something more.
"What is it?"
"Well, Nakahara–san said you had to tell me something, it seemed serious."
There it is. The explanation of why he managed to come so quickly to the office. He never saw the text, Chuuya sent him.
You spin your chair and turn your back to him.
"Let's have dinner tonight."
"Just the two of us?" You can hear the surprise in his voice. You just raise your hand and sign an okay with it.
"Alright! It seems like you are busy now, please text me the details later." You hear him rush out of the office.
"God," you hold your red face with your hand and laugh, "he even forgot to say goodbye from the excitement."
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