ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ, ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ (𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘬𝘪 𝘬𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘰)

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 50 (𝔥𝔦𝔡𝔢)

stay with me, here, alone.

𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖐 3; 𝖒𝖆𝖐𝖔𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖚𝖍𝖆𝖘𝖍𝖎

𝔱𝔥𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔡𝔞𝔶

. . .

"YANNNNN!"

it was already after school — you hadn't realized how fast the time passed. makoto was running after you and kusuo, who had both forgotten about the plans made the day prior. "oh, hello." you said dryly, face almost pale as you sighed; having the extreme heat being deep in the summer was the worst, and kusuo merely scoffed at makoto's existence.

"saiki!"

ah, and here comes the other nuisance. you know, it really would've been better if nendou was stupid enough not to see teruhashi's beauty and just called her blue hair girl buddy. [that would be insufferable.] kusuo just muttered a "good grief" under his breath. (which seemed to be his actual voice, but as always, was just his crazy telepathic powers.)

you looked at teruhashi — no wait, scratch that, that's confusing with both the teruhashis here — kokomi, and just stared for a moment. "what's up?"

"did you forget, my lady?! we've got ourselves a double date...hehehe..." makoto said, giggling creepily, and you just gave him an odd look. "....i don't remember that, lol." you back away vaguely. kokomi just tilts her head slightly, attempting to look cute and innocent in front of kusuo — you noticed — and looked in confusion alongside her brother.

you began speedwalking away, grabbing on kusuo's sleeve to make him follow after you. "isn't that right, ku?" you were close to laughing, but couldn't blow your cover. "ah, yep." he agreed, but wasn't exactly paying attention to what he was agreeing to. he was more focused on the fact that your hand was glazing upon his uniform.

"mhm, see?" you nodded, bringing an alibi to his so-called double date. you actually did remember but you're petty and want to make things harder for him.

"well— i, i.. you're going anyways!" he stutters. you sigh in defeat, knowing you can't exactly brush it off because of how pushy he is. and also because you somewhat take pity on him, regretfully so, yet still. "fiiine." you made sure to extend to "iiiii" in your wording, making it seem like you really, really didn't want to go. 

he almost barked like some dog that finally got its treat, and you look behind in shock and slight, no, extreme disgust.

turning your head towards kusuo, you could see his expression clearly differing from his usual stoic one; this one looking more like he was on the verge of tearing makoto to shreds. [he wasn't this down bad for his sister, was he? in any case, the next time he pulls this shit, i'm going to make his balls explode.]

ah. thanks.

you tug kusuo backwards, getting yet another short "good grief" from the boy, and began walking back towards makoto and kokomi. "so...?" your hands laid on your waist, eyes peering at the two siblings as kusuo stood stiff beside you. "right! let's go!" makoto said, immediately grabbing hold of your arm. "oh." was all you could get out before the blue-haired intertwined your fingers together. oh...

kokomi, on the other hand, attempted to do the same to kusuo, but got dodged completely. 'saiki... i am sure i'll make you gasp.. at least 18 times today! once during the ride there, twice at the snack counter, and the rest during the movie while i hold on to you during the climax!' oh. 'i'll make sure to win yan over this time! i know she'll fall head over heels in love with me, i tell you!'