Fake Boyfriend for the Holiday

Enjoyment On The Beach

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After returning from their shopping trip, everyone was completely exhausted. As soon as they reached their apartment, the group quickly dispersed, retreating to their respective rooms to rest. In Sanemi, Giyu, and Iguro's room, the moment Iguro stepped inside, he collapsed onto his bed with a heavy sigh.

Giyu, still riding a wave of excitement from the upcoming beach trip, flopped onto his own bed and turned to Iguro with a mischievous smile. 

"Iguro, what are you going to do at the beach? Are you finally going to propose to Mitsuri?" he asked, his tone teasing but laced with genuine curiosity.

Iguro's face flushed bright red at the question. "W-What? No way. I'm not ready for that," he stammered, clearly embarrassed.

Giyu rolled onto his side, propping his head up on his hand. "Come on, Iguro. You should tell her everything on this trip. I mean, the beach at sunset? It's the perfect place to confess your love!" Giyu's eyes sparkled as he imagined the scene.

Iguro sat up, running a hand through his hair as he let out a nervous sigh. "I want to, believe me. But... I'm scared. What if I mess up? When she's around, my brain just stops working, and my heart feels like it's going to burst out of my chest. I can't think straight. And what if I say something stupid?" His voice was filled with anxiety, his usual calm demeanor shaken by the thought of confessing his feelings.

Giyu sat up too, leaning forward with a determined look on his face. "Iguro, seriously, you love her. She knows it. We all know it. What the hell are you waiting for? Just go for it, you idiot!" Giyu said, his words blunt but full of encouragement.

Iguro let out another sigh, though this time it was softer. "You're right... I guess I've just been waiting for the perfect moment. But maybe... maybe this is it." He looked down at his hands, visibly nervous but also thoughtful.

Before Iguro could delve deeper into his worries, Tengen barged into the room, breaking the moment. He was carrying his laptop and had an excited look on his face.

"Hey guys, I found us a hotel for the trip!" Tengen announced, plopping down on one of the beds. "It's nice, affordable, and we can all afford it. Plus, it's close to the beach, so we won't have to walk far."

Sanemi, who had been quietly listening from his  bed, nodded in approval. "Sounds good. The less walking, the better. I'm still sore from all that shopping."

Giyu chuckled, his earlier excitement returning. "Perfect! This trip is going to be amazing. Just imagine it—sunsets, the ocean breeze, and Iguro finally confessing to Mitsuri!" he teased again, causing Iguro's face to turn red once more.

"Shut up, Giyu," Iguro muttered, though a small smile played on his lips.

As the night wore on, the room filled with excitement and nervous energy for the upcoming trip. While some were looking forward to the fun and relaxation, others—like Iguro—had much more on their minds. The beach would be the backdrop for not just sun and sand, but perhaps some long-awaited confessions as well.

Weeks passed by in the blink of an eye, and finally, the much-anticipated day of the beach trip had arrived. Everyone piled into a Toyota Noah, the seven-seater car packed with snacks, music, and excitement. The journey was filled with lively chatter, occasional teasing, and even a bit of playful singing. Iguro and Sanemi were perhaps the most excited, but not for the same reasons as everyone else—