-'✮'- balance // Asahi Azumane -'✮'-

-'✮'- 10 -'✮'-

they make their way inside the cafe, the bell jingling to signal their arrival. y/n chooses the usual table he and suga occupy when the two come to gossip about their coaches.

y/n sits to the window, kenji sitting quickly by his side much to asahis displeasure. he frowns but shakes off the feeling and sits across from y/n instead. suga beside him and daichi pulling up a chair to sit at the end.

"are you getting your usual y/n?" suga asks him tapping his finger against the menu in thought as he decides his own order.

"yup! i look forward to the kittys they doodle." asahi gives him a small smile. kenji cuddles up to y/n's arm looking to the menu.

"what should i get n/n?" y/n thinks a moment and points something out for kenji.

"it's not too sweet and we can share the cake like we used to." y/n turns and smiles at his friend who grins back.

"i want all the strawberries." and y/n rolls his eyes with a smile.

"of course of course, you always get your way." asahi watches the exchange, his brows furrowing but he turns to look out the window. his finger taps restlessly against the wood of the table and he watches as a bird flutters by them. warm hands are holding his now and he turns to look, a flush climbing up his neck.

"what are you getting asahi?" y/n has his hand cradled in both of his own, soft palms and spindly fingers calm the useless tide of jealousy within himself. he smiles at y/n, squeezing his hand in one of his own now.

"i'm not sure, why don't you pick?" and y/n grins at him excitedly, he plucks the menu from the table again, his hand still clutching asahis own. daichi smirks at him and asahi can see it out of the corner of his eye.

"hmm, maybe this one?" he turns the menu to asahi placing it in front of him, he points to something on the menu and the brunette agrees happily. y/n stands quickly, climbing over kenji to escape the booth.

"i'll go put in our order, I'll be right back, suga can you help me carry it all?" suga nods and hops up chattering with y/n on the way to the counter. daichi excuses himself to the bathroom.

kenji and asahi sit in silence.

"you like him don't you?" and the brunette tenses, his eyes widen as he finally makes eye contact with the other boy.

"i–"

"don't lie." he cuts him off, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning forward against the table.

"i can see it in the way you look at him." he frowns at asahi, pointing in his direction.

"don't even think about it, not only is he too good for you he'd never date someone like you." and he sits back against the chair.

"so give up, he's got me. he always will have me." and asahi furrows his brows once more, he looks almost defeated, but then he sits up straight, glaring at the smaller boy.

"i don't know who you think you are but you don't own him. and my affections are none of your concern." kenji glares right back scoffing.

"i've been with him for the longest, i understand him better than anyone else. there's no competition between you and me." the brunette rolls his eyes.

"and yet.. you two aren't together hm? wouldn't that be the case if he felt the same way you do about him?" kenji wants to yell at asahi, to blow his head off with his mind alone.

daichi returns to the table noticing the tension in the air, he quirks a questioning brow in asahis direction and asahi just gives him a small reassuring smile.