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"So.... what do you wanna do?" Makoto asked awkwardly.
Kisumi just smirked.
"You."
"W-what?!" Makoto exclaimed.
Kisumi's eyes flashed before he laughed. "I'm just joking with you, take a joke."
"Right..." Makoto suddenly felt uneasy. "He really didn't seem like he was joking. That would have been bad, I mean I like Haru... right?" Makoto rambled silently.
"So did you wanna watch a movie?" Kisumi asked. Makoto looked up and saw that Kisumi had already moved to the couch. He pulled a case of movies out from the side table and looked over at Makoto. "Come on." He patted the spot next to him on the couch.
Makoto sat down and looked over the movies with him. He had a lot of movies. There were mostly horror movies though.
"Here why don't we watch this." Kisumi pointed to The Ring.
"Uuuummm...." Makoto scratched the back of his neck. "I'm not that great with horror movies."
"It's okay, I'll be here." Kisumi flashed a smile. He got up and popped the disc into the DVD player. While the previews played, Kisumi got up and grabbed two sodas and made some popcorn. He turned the living room lights off and closed the blinds before he sat back down.
"Oh thank you." Makoto said when Kisumi offered him the popcorn. Makoto held the bowl on his knee so that Kisumi could grab some popcorn as well.
About half way through the movie.... okay more like the first ten minutes, Makoto was scared.
Kisumi realized and scooted closer to Makoto. Makoto jumped and Kisumi put a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, don't be afraid. I'm here to protect you." He moved so that he was shifted slightly behind Makoto. He wrapped his arms around the other boys chest and held him.
"What. Is. Happening" Makoto thought to himself frantically.
"Shhhhhh." Kisumi hushed while he moved his hand lower and under his shirt. He moved over his toned stomach and back up to his chest.
"K-Kisumi. What are you doing?" Makoto panicked.
"Don't worry about it. Just let yourself feel good." He moved his hand back down and past his navel.
"Kisumi stop!" Makoto yelled. He stood up and faced him. "Look. I'm sorry but I don't feel that way about you. I already like someone a lot, so I can't do this."
Kisumi didn't seem shocked by this. "It's Haruka, right?"
Makoto's face paled. Was it really that obvious? "It doesn't matter who it is."
Kisumi smirked. He knew he guessed correctly.

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