Anna and I sat beside each other with s'mores in our hands and a fire burning in front of us. We all sat around the dancing flames, the boys laughed and told horror stories. The stories were so horrible they could have been categorized under comedy, but it lost its humor once Yata started freaking out.
"Don't tell me you're scared," i mumbled to Yata in a teasing manner before I bit into my sweet. Yata jumped in his seat and turned to me with wide eyes as if expecting to see something else.
He quickly composed himself, and defensively shouted, "Men don't get scared!"
I smirked at this and continued, "I know men don't, I mean look at King,"
"Are you degrading my masculinity?"
Bandō chuckled to himself. "Yeah, Yata. Men don't shout like you do." he added in just as Yata kicked him in the chest.
I giggled to myself as I watched the rest, aside from Anna and the three oldest, join in to find reasons to tell Yata he isn't a man.
Anna and I were happily munching on our treats when I nearly choked on my last piece. "A man has at least kissed a girl."
Yata fumed and mumbled something under his breath, and within a few seconds I found Yata's lips on mine. My stomach churned, and did somersaults. As fast as they came, they were gone. "There, I'm a man!"
"Baka!" I shouted shoving his shoulder, "Next time ask me!"
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Cold Heat
FanfictionMy mom once told me that when a boy was being mean to me it meant that he liked me. I guess all moms tell their daughters that, but they all couldn't be more wrong. If someone were to like you wouldn't they be there to protect you, to see if that no...
