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the two of them trained for what felt like hours. every now and then, kaito's skin brushed against saihara's, and saihara swore that even this minute contact was causing his heart to cease beating.
as soon as saihara was home, he found a few messages piling up in his phone. one was from kiibo, an old friend of his who he was beginning to drift away from. it was pleasant to hear from him after so long.
kiibs:
good evening saihara!!! it came to my attention that you were spotted with momota kaito tonight ? is that true ?
huh? the only reason kiibo messaged him was... kaito? furrowing his brow, saihara checked his other messages, and sure enough...
iruma miu:
whoa!!!! ur smashin kaito momota now? that's fucking huge saihara!!!!
kaede:
hey! maki told me you and kaito left together... did anything happen? juuuust curious!
saihara sighed. who knew that engaging with kaito would earn him so much attention?
shaking his head, saihara locked his phone and sprawled out on his bed. just as he did so, however, another text came through.
who now?!, saihara thought to himself, growing rather frustrated as he snatched his phone off his mattress. only...
momota 🌌:
it's kinda lonely without u :/
momota 🌌:
sounds kinda sudden but do u wanna meet up tomorrow?
shu ✨:
sure, where?
saihara was freaking out a little. kaito was asking him out- for the second time in 24 hours!
all of the concerns of kaito's actions were wiped from saihara's mind in an instant. the rush of being by the side of the man who created a swarm of whispers and second glances wherever he treaded made saihara's heart point a little. it was exhilarating, and saihara wanted more.
momota 🌌:
do u like coffee?
shu ✨:
sure
momota 🌌:
then it's a date. 1pm tomorrow, if ur late then there's no way im paying..
YOU ARE READING
red ; saimota
Fanfiction❝remembering him comes in flashbacks, and echos.❞ - momota kaito was nothing but trouble; saihara was fully aware of this. and yet, he allowed himself to become infatuated with the mere thought of him.
