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by lovejjong

by lovejjong

Soraru allows Rib to drag him into a small cafe, the second one today, and he lets Rib order for him as he searched for an empty seat only for his eyes to fall on a young male, with pitch black hair in a dark red sweater, and a small smile blooms. "I'll go sit first?" he asks, and Rib gave him a fleeting glance before he nods. Soraru ran towards the table where Hashiyan is seated, dragging the chair and sitting down. "hey," he chirps, and Hashiyan smirked. "how's your date with Rib?" he asks, and Soraru pouts. "don't be like that," he whines, but Hashiyan sighed.

"how could I not?" Hashiyan replies, but Soraru frowned. "we thought you're out with Naruse-" "-he is an asshole," Hashiyan cuts him off with a scowl. Rib arrives right on time, his arms full with the tray bearing the three drinks and a few desserts. "from your voice, I figured you need something sweet," Rib explains, a small smile playing on his lips as he sets down a piece of cake in front of Hashiyan. "no nuts, just pure sweetness," he continues, with a wink at Hashiyan. "I remember what you hate in a cake."

The rapper smiled despite himself. "thanks, babe," he says, humming as he cut himself a piece and breathing out a satisfied sigh. "here, Sora, try one," he pushed a forkful of cake towards Soraru and the male laughs. "it's sweet," he sighs, and Rib leans forward. "what happened, Hashi? Trouble in paradise?" Hashiyan's eyebrows pulled down in a small frown, and he scowled at the drink. "it's nothing," he answered curtly, and Rib exchanged a worried look with Soraru.

"anyway, when you came back?" the rapper asked, and Rib grins. "barely a week ago," he replies, and Soraru startles at that. "yeah, I went back to US for a while after I came back that time," Rib says, noting Soraru's look. The shorter male flushed red, ducking his head a little and sipping from his drink. Hashiyan made a face at the scene he just witnessed, but tapped his finger on the table. "hey," he says softly, bringing their attention to him, "why don't we dance again? As a trio? For old time sake."

Rib gave him a feral grin, before he nods. "I can't see why not," he says, and Soraru shrugged lightly. "maybe if we are good enough, we can get into the competition we wanted to enter last time," he says, and Hashiyan grinned. "that will be great!" he says happily, clapping his hands together.

The three friends continued to chat for a long time, until Hashiyan glanced at his watch and sighed. "I've gotta go, guys. Call me if you wanna meet up again." he stood up, pulling the coat over his shoulders and shooting them both a suspicious look. "and don't do anything stupid, okay? not without me," he says, with a small smile playing on his lips. With a small wave, he walked out, and Rib turned fully to Soraru.

"wanna come my house?"