I'm Tired...

Chapter Sixteen

Everybody stared in silence, stunned by Giyuus question.

Sanemi looked nervous, rubbing his neck sheepishly.

"I... Giyuu- you're drunk..." He said softly, clearly shying away.

Everybody waited for Giyuus answer to that- he was obviously pretty tipsy.

"Oh."

Was all Giyuu replied, now also looking embarrassed at his question.

"But.. I could technically kiss you.."
Sanemi stammered out, avoiding eye contact with anybody there. Everybody was sipping on the hot tea that was happening in front of them.

Yet a few of them were worried- they didn't know if sanemi was straight or not.. and.. it worried them-

They didn't want Giyuu to get rejected like that.

"Can you.. kiss me?"

Giyuu asked again, but his tome was slightly different.. it was softer than before.. he seemed hesitant.

"I.. not.. not when you're drunk.."
Sanemi said, scooting a bit away from Giyuu.

"Guys, I think we should stop playing."

Makomo spoke up, the others agreeing quietly. Now the atmosphere was awkward.. everybody was hesitant to say something.
They were all nervous- not wanting to cause a problem.

"Giyuu- can you come here for a second?" Sanemi asked, grabbing giyuus hand and pulling him to the place where they would smoke out back.

Giyuu followed, almost tripping as he forgot how to walk for a second- his eyes glued to how sanemi was gently holding giyuus hand.

He was so gentle with him..

Giyuu heart fluttered like a teenage school girl when sanemi closed the door behind them, and they were outside alone, in the night.. when it was cold.

"I'm sorry-"

But before giyuu could continue, sanemi was kissing him, well- barely. It was like a peck, an experimental little peck on the lips.

Giyuu froze, not knowing how to react to that tiny little peck.

"Sanemi? What are you doing?" Giyuu asked, curiosity in his slurred words.

"I think I can get used to that.."

Sanemi muttered to himself, wiping the bottom of his lip with the tip of his thumb.

"What?"

"Giyuu, will you be my boyfriend?"

When the words left sanemis lips they both went quiet. Giyuus drunk mind was racing a million miles per hour.

He felt so many emotions.. relief, irritian, love, confusion- all of those emotions mixed inside his brain, causing a reaction neither of them expected.

Giyuu started crying.

First, it was a single tear rolling down his cheek- then another.. and another- until he was full on crying into his hands quietly.

"Wait, Giyuu- why are you crying?!"

Sanemi asked, trying to comfort giyuu- but it was proving slightly difficult as Giyuu was a drunk loser who didn't know how to handle emotions very well.

"Yes.. and I will.. I want to.. be your boyfriend.." Giyuu said, trying to wipe away the tears. He didn't know why he was crying, but he was.

"I'm sorry- I don't..  I don't know why I'm crying. I just-"

He muttered, sanemi now helping him wipe away the tears.

"I'm glad,"
Sanemi said, finally managing to calm Giyuu down. Giyuu had finally finished crying, his head rested in sanemis' hand.

"Why?"

Giyuu asked. Although he knew the answer, he just wanted reassurance. 

"That you accepted.. but You're totally fucking wasted- you should go inside."

Sanemi said- but giyuu cut him off with a hug.

"I'm not very clingy, but.. I just want to hug you.." Giyuu said quietly, hugging slightly tighter.

'Man, when did he become such an emotional drunk?'

Sanemi thought but decided to hug giyuu back.

They stayed like that for at least a minute until a light flashed in their eyes.

"Oh, Giyuus gonna be so excited!"

Mitsuri said, holding her phone, looking at the picture with a smile.

"Mitsuri, do NOT-"

Giyuu said, chasing after her as she ran back inside the bar.

They had a wild goose chase together, running around the bar like drunk idiots- until Daki decided to playfully trip Giyuu- who landed on sabito, and they both crashed to the ground.

"You little prick-"

"You little ass!"

Him and sabito both said, "directed to different people.

Sabito was talking to Daki while Giyuu was talking to Mitsuri, who was laughing, hiding behind her husband, waving her phone in the air.

"Giyuu- why are you chasing Mitsuri?"

Makomo asked curiously. A light flush went to Giyuus's face as he covered it.

"Kanroji-, delete the photo. Now."

"Nope! Guys, do you want to see what I got on camera?!" Mitsuri said, and immedeintly everybody crowded her.

Giyuu and sanemi both groaned, looking at each other.

But eventually, their pouting turned into quiet laughter.

"Wow, giyuu, never took you for the type who enjoyed hugs,"

Gyutaro said, giving mitsuri his number so she could send him the photo.

"That's because I dont-!"

Giyuu argued, but it was to no avail, and he was stuck quietly pouting- while laughing.. he didn't really know how to feel at that moment.

"Sure, seems like you do,"

Iguro pointed out, looking at the photo.

"Stop, you guys are so embarrassing" Giyuu whined quietly, pulling his hood over his head..

It was definitely going to be a rough night.

A/N GUYS IM SORRY IM TRYING TO GET CHAPTERS OUT THE BEST I CAN BUT ITS SO FUCKING DIFFICULT 😭 IM SO SORRY THAT ITS SO SHORT ILL TRY TO MAKE THE NEXT CHAPTER LONGER THE PROBLEM IS JUST THAT I FORGOT WHAT I WROTE BECAUSE I WROTE THIS LIKE A WEEK AGO AND GAVE UP