[Soraru x Mafumafu one-shots] One step closer to happiness

My light - Part 2

A/N : Y'all may have figured this out already, but this is a Highschool Au! I just randomly came up with the plot while listening to the rain, but it turned out very good and I'm having lots of fun writing it~ Please look forward to this series! *wink wink*

"... Mafumafu! Get back here!"

Mafumafu stuck his tounge out at Soraru. "Only if you can catch me, Soraru-san!"

He had no idea why he even thought about being carried by him. They were friends, and Soraru was a male on top of that. But despite knowing all these things, he still let the stupid "carry me" slipped. His feelings nothing but a mess, Mafumafu couldn't be himself anymore. There were times when he had the urge to hug Soraru, to touch his hair, and pet him. It was scary, it was disorienting, because his heart would beat like the wind in his chest, and the amostphere between them would end up getting ten times more awkward.

Mafumafu literally spent a whole night thinking about Soraru, only to be even more confused and embarrassed when he came across an understanable answer. Could it be that...

... he has fallen in love with Soraru?

No no no, that couldn't be right. Maybe he was just misunderstanding his own feelings because Soraru saved him once, that should be it. That must be it. However, the more he forced himself to believe that it wasn't love, the more he thought about Soraru, and the more he found out tiny little things about him. Soraru was definitely imperfect, yes, but Mafumafu didn't hate him for those flaws. Then again, he was the powerful magician Mafumafu! Everyone should be lovable to him, and that's why he couldn't hate Soraru. It makes sense, doesn't it? Of course it does, right?

But we just met three weeks ago, Mafumafu ended up convincing himself anyway, it's impossible to fall in love with someone you barely know.

However, he was wrong.

Because half a second was all you ever need to fall in love. 

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"You little--!"

Mafumafu snapped out of his reverie when someone grabbed the back of his shirt, pulling him against them. He didn't realize how much he had been running until his back touched Soraru's chest, both of them gasping for air. The raven-haired breathed out, his arms loosely wrapping around Mafumafu's waist. "I caught you,"

The albino was at a loss of words, and his mind went blank the instant their bodies came in contact. He gulped, and asked if Soraru could let him go.

"Why should I?" was what the raven-haired replied with, eyes glinting with amusement.

Mafumafu flushed red as he thought about how intimate their position was. "B-because... d-don't you think we're a little t-too close?"

Soraru said nothing in response. He just couldn't understand himself these days; like how he would always end up saying weird things when they spent time together. But he decided to put it at the back of his mind, because being with Mafumafu for the past three weeks was refreshing and comfortable. Soraru only ever made four friends himself, and wasn't interested in making any more than that. But he would be lying if he said he didn't like the albino, because Soraru could never bring himself to push Mafumafu away, no matter how dense and oblivious the boy was. To think that he was actually friends with someone the total opposite of him. Life is always full of surprises, huh.

Soraru realized he's never felt like this towards anyone. Not even Nqrse.

"Fine, I'll let you go," The raven-haired tightened his hold a little more, cheeks heating up as well. "Only if you come with me to this place."