Abe The Nurse [A Big Windup! Fanfic]

Chapter 2: An angel toying with my heart

Hello! I haven't written in a long time, but now I'm starting to try and update my stories! I'm sorry if my writing style has changed, as I said I haven't written in a long time. I'll try and keep it good though. This whole story has just been kinda improv, that's what I do for most stories. I hope you enjoy it though!

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"Takaya! It's time for dinner!" Whenever I heard those words come from my mother my heart sank.

How would I ever explain to her why her grown son was wearing a sexual nurses outfit? It was ridiculous.

"Shit....this /can't/ be happening...." I groaned to myself, struggling with the pink fabric clinging to my skin, refusing to let go.

I didn't want to rip it off. I paid actual money for this crap. All because of that stupid strawberry blonde pitcher in my mind. Why wouldn't he leave it?

"Hey Takaya, one of your friends are here!" After a few minutes my mom began yelling again up the stairs, her voice traveling to the bathroom. Friends? Who could that be?

I didn't really have friends. I was on the baseball team yes, but I wasn't much of an approachable guy like Tajima.

"It's someone named Ren! Ren Mihashi!" My mother added loudly.

Oh no. Oh no oh no oh no. Why was he coming now?! Why now?! Did God hate me or something?

I took a deep breath, calling out, "Tell him to come upstairs!"

There was shuffling around heard, and after a few minutes a tiny knock was heard at the bathroom door. "U-Um Abe-kun? A-Are you in there?" Came the familiar wimpy voice of my pitcher.

It was now or never I decided. I quickly opened the door and pulled the blonde inside, Mihashi letting out a little confused yelp. "A-Abe-Kun what're you-" his voice stopped as I closed the door once more, his honey-colored eyes staring at me in shock.

In just a moment his beautiful pale skin turned to a dark crimson shade, the blush spreading across his face and reaching his little ears.

"Look......this....this is probably disgusting right? I just....it may've been an impulse. Once I heard you say what you like I couldn't help but....get this." The words tumbled out of my mouth. Luckily I wasn't really an easily embarrassed or blushy person like Mihashi. But one part of me felt that slight bashful was inside. I mean, I did look plain dumb.

"You probably like sexy women like this and I'm just looking like an idiot, can you at least help me get it off?" I asked the stunned pitcher who just kept staring.

Silence. Disgusting silence. It made my heart feel like it was wanting to beat out of my chest, like it was having a boxing match with my ribcage.

"Mihashi dammit just say something!" I yelled at him in annoyance, my brow furrowing. Oops, there goes my anger issues surfacing.

The blonde jumped, shivering as he messed with the hem of his shirt. "I....I...I...l-like...A-Abe-Kun like this..." He said in a barely audible whisper. But I heard it. I damn heard it.

I heard it along with his quivering whimpers, along with taking in his blushing face, and his sweating hands, and cute little shuffling feet. All of it.

My eyes slowly widened, tilting my head. "....you....actually like this....?" I asked in disbelief. "But Mihashi, I'm a boy. Isn't that nasty?" I asked him in confusion.

Mihashi slowly shook his head. "I....I...It isn't nasty a-at all! I-I-I like it on you!" He said, moving his hands to hide his face, starting to sniffle. Oh my God what was it now?

"Mihashi what're you cryin for?" I asked, rubbing my temples with a sigh. I rolled my eyes. However the words processed and I stared back at him. "Like it on...me? Honestly?" I couldn't believe it.

Had someone put Mihashi up to saying these things? It had to be Tajima right?

However I stopped thinking as Mihashi was bawling. As usual. But this time it was strange. "Mihashi seriously, stop cryin. Why are you crying anyways?"

There was more silence, the air only being filled with his sobs as he stammered out. "Y-Y-You just l-like big boobies! I-I don't h-have any!" What the actual heck.

"Mihashi, I don't like boobs-wait, why would you care what /I/ like?" I questioned him, starting to feel confused.

"Y-You don't?" Mihashi looked up with an expression of relief, sniffling now. "O-Or....a-are you...j-just saying that to make me feel better?" He mumbled.

"No! Honestly, I don't like chicks!" I admitted, suddenly regretting how I said that. I just came out of the closet to Mihashi. The boy that I liked.

However I wasn't getting the disgusted glare or disgruntled comment I was expected. What came from that confession was Mihashis face lighting up like a lightbulb, basically illuminating the room.

"You....y-you don't like girls?" He asked, his voice....happy? Where was this going? Was Mihashi....

"Mihashi are you gay too?" I asked bluntly in shock, taken aback. Was I dreaming again? Mihashi, gay?

Mihashis face went back to that bright crimson color, and he also went back to his damn stammering. "I-I-I dunno I-I-I just kn-know th-that I-I really l-like Abe-Kun!" He looked up to me with teary eyes.

Yeah I had to be dreaming. I even pinched myself. Ok, that hurt. It wasn't a dream....?

"Mihashi!" I grabbed him by the shoulders, surprised and confused. But feeling happiness surge in me. I really wanted to kiss him now. But that'd surely spook him.

"You like me? Honest? You like me romantically? Like, both of us boys?" I reminded, wanting the answer to be solid, cuz I knew Mihashis wishy-washy ways.

The male stopped, staring up at me. At that moment, I took another time to appreciate Mihashis features. His dark eyelashes were similar to a girls. Dark, full, beautiful eyelashes I wanted to kiss. His eyes a glossy honey color, filled with tears right now, that made him look even cuter. His quivering body, quivering from fear, fear of rejection, fear of disgust, fear of anguish, fear of me. Every part of him was just so beautiful, like a tiny little angel sent to go around being cute and making gay boys (like myself) fall in love with him.

Then the words came out.

"Yes....yes A-Abe-Kun.....I love you."