Straight to Gay (SoraMafu)

Chapter 3

Mafumochii : wtf did you write on that fucking drink

Daddy : naughty boy, cussing like that.
Daddy : anyway your name is bbyboy from now on

Mafumochii : what

Daddy : you did promise me that when you see me again today or tmr, you will change your name to bbyboy

Mafumochii : fine but only for your chat asshole

°*°Mafumochii had changed his name to Babyboy*°*

Daddy : good boy.

Babyboy : fuck you.

°*°Babyboy had exited the chatroom*°*

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         Mafu sighed, plugging his phone into the charger. Kuro had been hurt and pissed off, taking her leave before they had even started their date. He had been stuck there, with two drinks, feeling miserable. The albino put on his shoes, and grabbed his coat, before heading to the park. It was almost midnight, but since he can't sleep, he decided to walk around.
         Mafu sat down on a bench, his fingers tracing aimless patterns on the surface. He was freezing, but he gritted his teeth, and decided that he has to punish himself for hurting Kuro like that. He will apologize to her tomorrow. For now... He would sit in the cold.

        He blew air into his cupped palms, sighing, and closed his eyes. When he finally thought he can doze off, something hot came in contact with his skin, making him yelp. "Really, if I known that's all it takes to make you scream, I should have done this earlier." He heard the obnoxious voice and scowled.
       "Stay away," he mumbled, and Soraru crouched down. "You might need this, Mafu." He hands the albino a cup of hot coffee, and against his will, Mafu sighed happily when he received it. "How happy you look, baby boy." He opened an eye to glare at Soraru, who was smirking. "You're a prick," he countered, frowning.
        "So tell me, what's wrong?" Soraru asked, sitting down next to Mafu. The albino stared at the cup unhappily and sipped from it. "You," he mumbled, and Soraru quirked an eyebrow. "Me?" He asked, and Mafu nodded. "You made Kuro sad," he sighed out, and Soraru shrugged. "Well, what can I say? I don't like her. She is standing between me and you."
        "She is my girlfriend," Mafu stated calmly, before standing up and pouring the coffee on the ground right in front of Soraru. "Don't come find me ever again," he hissed, his eyes meeting Soraru's wide ones, and turned on his heels, walking away.

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        Mafu spent the entire next day by staring at the table, doodling some weird looking things on his book, and not being able to focus on his studies at all. He was either thinking about Soraru, with his knowing smirk, or Kuro's hurt face when she showed him the drink.
        He breathed out a sigh, and felt someone sat down beside him. He turned his head slightly towards the person and his shoulders slumped a little- it was Amatsuki. "Amachan~" he whined, burying his face into the brunette's shoulder. "What is it?" Amatsuki asked, rubbing Mafu's head absentmindedly. They have already put the argument about Amatsuki being gay behind them; it always happen. Mafu didn't even know why are they fighting about it anymore.

      All his life, Mafu had been raised up being taught that being gay is bad. However, as he grows up as a teenager, he learnt that most of his friends, like Luz, Un:c, and some others are all .... well, not straight. The argument is something that both Amatsuki and Mafu cannot avoid, they ended up having it every week, whenever something triggered them.
         He had always thought that he is straight. He like girls, heck, he was the one that confessed to Kuroneko. He wouldn't deny that he have crushes on guys before, but they had never make him think about them all day and all night. He had always thought that Kuroneko was the only one that will make him crazy in the head just thinking about her... But now...

"Amachan, what do you feel when you fall in love with Kashitaro-san and Hashiyan-san?"

A/N : yay its valentine's day like two days ago and I spent it alone, vomiting my guts up in the toilet. It is an improvement.

-Aru