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A Part Of You I Didn't Know

"Hurry up or we're gonna miss the train, (Y/N)-chan!" we ran, well more like I was dragged, the entire way to the station. "Wait up, Koichi! You're gonna rip my arm off!" I whined as Koichi yanked me up the stairway, through the crowd. I was getting tired but he still continued to run without breaking a sweat. The train doors started to beep, signaling that it will be closing. Koichi leaped in and pulled me in just in time, barely missing the doors. I shut my eyes tightly as reflex and braced myself to fall hard on the ground, with tons of passengers glaring at me for colliding into them. Nothing happened. I opened my eyes, my view was covered with a black shirt and strands of pink locks. I looked up and found out why.

"Koichi..." I muttered. "Ah, you okay?" He asked, concerned. I nodded and quickly pulled myself off him. About an hour later, we finally reached our stop. As soon as we got out, air has never smelled so good. He began to walk me back to Tsuzuku's home, but something felt weird. "My lady, we have arrived to your castle!" Koichi announced as we stood in front of his apartment building. I giggled and wished him goodnight before I turned to enter the building. He stopped me in my tracks with my hand in his. "No matter what happens, we got your back. I promise." He grip grew tighter as he stared dead into my eyes. I nodded and thanked him again before he let go of my hand. Once he let go, my hand felt weird, empty you could say. Like it could breath again. Has he been holding it the whole time?

"You're back early. Did you have fun?" Tsuzuku greeted me as I entered the living area. "Yeah, I did." I reassured him. We stared at each other in silence for a moment, until a growling sound shook us both. Tsuzuku furrowed his eyebrows and positioned his hand at his stomach. "Did you not eat yet?" I asked. There were papers scattered across his coffee table and on the floor. "No..." He answered me sounding sad. The band was to release a new single soon, so it was natural that he was busy. "Well, I could try to make you something... if you want of course." I offered, I think I can do it... "Can you?" His face lit up like a light bulb when he heard me. "It depends on your supplies..." I was not sure by what has he got so I didn't want to get his hopes up. "I think I have some left..." He leaped out of the couch and directed me to his fridge after I gently laid my bags on the couch. I bent down and examined the interior of the fridge "This will do." I pulled my face out of the fridge with ingredients is my hands. "What are you making?" He asked curiously as he followed me around. "Gyudon. (Beef rice)" I replied without looking at him. "Oh, nice! You know, I always liked girls who knew how to cook eastern meals." Tsuzuku stated as he sat at the countertop in the centre of his kitchen. "Really?" I was surprised by his confession. I felt so happy that he said that. Asian cuisine was all I knew. Tsuzuku hummed and nodded his head. I never knew that. But I never knew much about him anyway, dispite loving him dearly. He just sat there watching me work which honestly gave me a good amount of pressure.

I settled the plate down in front of the famished Tsuzuku and watched anxiously as he took the first spoonful. "Ah! It taste awesome!" he exclaimed, leaving my heart fluttering with happiness. "Really?" I had to ask. I was in so much disbelief that it was showing on my face. He hummed in agreement and continued to stuff his face. He practically inhaled it all within minutes without wasting a single bite. "Ah, that was GOOD! (Y/N)-chan, ostukaresama (thank you for your hard work)." His kind words made me feel warm inside and heat began to accumulate in my cheeks. I rapidly snatched the dirty dishes and began to clean them at the sink with my back facing Tsuzuku. "Ah, I could do it. You already made a meal after all." his voice echoed into my ears and before I knew it, he was already standing right next to me with a dish rag. We stood next to each other in pure silent apart from the clanking of dishes. We made our way into the living area as soon as we finished. I picked up my bags from the chair when he appeared out of nowhere. "Care to let me see what you got?" He peeked his head over my shoulder, attempting to look unto my bags. He was so near I could feel his breathing at the nook of my neck. "For real?" I asked. Why would he be interested with what I got? "I'm just curious..." he explained himself while still trying to peek. "Of what?" I turned around to face him fully as I questioned his behaviour. "What I'll be unwrapping you out of~" Tsuzuku said in a cheeky tone as he placed his hands on my shoulders and his face rapidly zoomed in to mine. "What the hell? Is he being serious right now?!" I thought to myself.

*Sorry it took so long!! Hope this was not boring... Let me know through the comments. ^^*