21: Unexpected Declaration

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"Onoda,"

Onoda looked up at Imaizumi.

"What's wrong Imaizumi?" Onoda cocked his eyebrow at him. Imaizumi awkwardly rubbed the back of his nape. He was trying to mount up all his courage and ask Onoda to go on a walk with him but his mouth just wouldn't let it out.

"I was asking if you wanted to-"

"This is so delicious!"

Imaizumi was interrupted mid-sentence by Onoda's remark on the food he had just bought. It was a crepe filled with strawberry syrup and slices of bananas. Onoda savoured it as he wiped the remains of the syrup from his mouth.

Imaizumi just shook his head at the sight of Onoda's face.

"Do you want some Imaizumi?" Onoda brings the crepe to Imaizumi's mouth, making him not have the chance to miss out on the delicious taste. Imaizumi sighed and slowly took a bite. It was delicious.

Imaizumi made an effort to wipe out the syrup that drooled through his mouth, which made Onoda chuckle. He then pulled out a piece of tissue that the vendor gave him a while ago and wiped Imaizumi's mouth.

Imaizumi was startled at the physical contact, only separated by a piece of tissue. He did have physical contact with Onoda during training back in high school but he hadn't thought about it that much. But why is he so damn conscious of it this time around?

Onoda noticed Imaizumi staring at him, he quickly removed his hand. "I'm sorry, I should have just handed you the tissue."

"It's fine.."

They walked away from the stall in silence. Onoda started walking back towards his friends who were lying down om the grass in the soccer field.

"Onoda," Imaizumi called out once more. Onoda turned around.

"Yeah?"

"Want to take a walk?" Imaizumi let out a breath, finally relieved that he got it out of his mouth.

"Yeah sure!" Onoda was happy because they haven't had any moment alone together nowadays. It was always because of his art group projects getting in the way that he wasn't able to take bike rides home with Imaizumi anymore.

Imaizumi was grateful that Onoda accepted the offer. They changed their direction and decided to walk among the many stalls set up. They walked in comfortable silence, Onoda busy munching on his food.

Apparently, as it grew late into the night, the place became more crowded and they were being pushed around.

"Onoda?" Imaizumi looked around and couldn't see him by his side. Was he pushed around? Where could he have gone?

Imaizumi walked through the crowd, ignoring the grunts of irritation he received from people he didn't mean to bump into. His brain was clouded with worry to focus on those little things. He frantically searched, his eyes going through each stall.

"Imaizumi?!" Imaizumi looked back among the crowd, certain he heard Onoda's voice. Imaizumi saw a hand shoot up among the people and he saw Onoda waving as best as he could to get his attention.

A feeling of relief washed over him as he walked through the crowd to where Onoda was.

"Stay close to me you idiot," Imaizumi didn't​' mean to sound so harsh, and in turn made Onoda feel worried that he angered Imaizumi.

"S-sorry. I was pushed around and I had to escape so I stayed here on the side,"

Imaizumi let out a sigh and shook his head. Onoda thought he will be scolded more but he was surprised to feel a warm hand clasp his own. Onoda looked wide-eyed at Imaizumi.

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