"It's a Love-Hate Relationship" (modern AU Heizou x male reader)

Chapter 6: Heizou, what were you thinking?

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Heizou smiled, pulling Ink by his hand into the crowd. He tried to get the both of them as close to the front as possible, and he got pretty darn close. He held Ink close, making sure he wasn't being too crowded by strangers. His arms were tight around Ink's waist, he liked the feeling of his fingers on Ink's sides and his chest pressed to Ink's back. It was comfortable, and it made his heart race.

The cheering and the loud music filled their ears, making it all the more exciting. Heizou leaned down to Ink's ear so he would hear him.

"Was this a good surprise?"

"Yeah! Thank you so much for this, Heizou."

Ink turned to face Heizou, a smile on his face.

"I love you."

He moved closer, and closer, and closer, and Heizou felt his heart hammering in his chest, anticipating the moment when their lips would meet. Then...

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Heizou sat up, his face dusted with blush and his heartbeat quick. What was that? he thought, trying to process what just happened. Did he seriously just dream about Ink? And in such a way? How embarrassing...

He turned to look at the TV, which was still on. It displayed the words: "Are you still watching?" How long was he asleep for? He checked his phone. It was 3:37 AM. Geez, what were you thinking? A sigh left his lips. He'd never dreamed about Ink in that way before. The worst part was it felt so real, and it wasn't one of those dreams you forget as soon as you wake up.

His brain could have at least had the decency to wait until after the kiss to wake him up... Wait. No. That's weird! Fantasizing about him is... weird.

Heizou got up from the couch, stretching. Ow... Sleeping on the couch was never a good idea. It always made his back hurt. So why did he keep doing it? He didn't know. Walking to his room and into his bathroom, he couldn't stop thinking about the dream. He couldn't stop thinking about how much he wanted that to be real. But it never would be. 

He looked at his face in the mirror. Yeesh, I look terrible... His hair was messy and sticking up in various places, prominent dark circles were under his eyes, he looked disheveled and depressing (I say he looks terrible but Heizou with messy hair and dark circles would be SO HOT just saying). He tugged at a bit of his unkempt hair, frowning. His fingers poked at the two moles under his eyes.

A small sigh left him as he picked up his hairbrush, beginning to fix his long hair. He wanted to get that dream out of his head, but he didn't know how he was going to accomplish that. It was probably going to stick with him for a while. After some work, he was back to his normal, pretty self. It was kind of a pain being pretty sometimes. Admirers would never leave him alone.

Then again, he was far too confident to let that get to him. He'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the attention. Although, admittedly, sometimes it made him feel bad having to reject people all the time, it didn't bother him enough to desire to look different. He smirked as he gazed at himself in the mirror. How could Ink not have fallen for him? He's so good looking, and he has an amazing personality. Oh well, he'll win him over eventually.