Poke, poke
You poked Kenya-san's Iguana, Speedy, as he called it, a few times. "Uh... Kenya, your iguana is not reacting! It's so boring.."
"Iguanas are like that! He shouted through the bathroom door.
"Kenyaaaaa... I'm bored.." You shrieked to the ceiling and rolled over on his bed.
Just at this moment, the light-brown haired boy poked his head through the bathroom door and went out of the bathroom, shirtless. You accidentally turned over and saw him, which made you blush.
"Ah, is little (Y/N)-chan embarrassed to have seen me like that?" Kenya-san teased.
"Don't tease me like that!" You pouted.
He just couldn't help it. He climbed onto his bed, still shirtless, and embraced you from the back. You turned your head, and blushed.
"Like what you see, (Y/N).." He chuckled as he felt the heat on your cheeks.
"H-hey! It's not like I want to do it... we're just.. 14!" You shrieked.
"I'm not that much of a pervert."
"Oh really?" You fired back. Geez, what an annoying guy.
Kenya-san thought, I'm not a pervert. Maybe she is the pervert.
So who is the pervert?
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Prince of Tennis || One-shots
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