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Male! Osoro Shidesu X Male! Prankster! Reader: I'm Sorry

"Well, what a surprise! Shidesu's actually in class today!" Y/n teased while walking into class, catching the attention of the tall, blonde boy. Osorō muttered something under his breath and let out a low, menacing chuckle.

"I had to make sure you didn't do anything idiotic today. Y'know, after yesterday's incident?" He replied, glaring at the other male out of the corner of his eye. Y/n winced and laughed nervously, sliding into the desk beside the delinquent.

"Haha, right.." He paused. "About that, I.. I'm sor-"

"Okay class, settle down, I hope you took notes in yesterday's lesson; it's pop quiz day!" The teacher, Shiori Risa, announced. The entire class groaned, but obliged, and sat in their seats. Y/n sighed and sunk low in his chair, rubbing his forehead in frustration.

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About 10 minutes after the test had been passed out, y/n had finished it and was doodling aimlessly in his notebook. After he had finished a drawing of a male with bi-colored red and white hair, and heterochromatic grey and blue eyes, a large scar over his blue one, he glanced around. The teacher was nowhere in sight. He shrugged, and sketched a small picture of Osorō, scribbled out a message, then balled up the page and tossed it at said boy. The blonde saw it coming and caught it, before glaring and opening up the paper. Y/n hummed and tapped his desk in anticipation. After reading the note, the delinquent's face flushed lightly as he compacted the note into a ball again and effortlessly chucked it into a trash can across the classroom.

"Apology not accepted." He whispered to the other boy, turning his head the other way, causing y/n to groan. At that moment the Sensei stepped back into the classroom.

"Y/n, go to the counselor's office immediately please." She said quietly. Y/n sighed, but obliged and got up, winking at Osorō on his way out, who turned pink again.

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"I assume you already know why you're here, y/n." Y/n nodded.

"I do, ma'am." He muttered, crossing his arms and staring at the ground. The counselor sighed and stood up from her chair.

"Why is Mr. Shidesu's sexuality any of your business?"

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"As none of you may know, your beloved leader of the delinquents is in fact gay! Isn't it incredible? Who would've thought that the tough Osorō would like guys, hm? Okay, you all can get back to your tests or lessons, whatever you're doing right now in class. I'm gonna head back to good ol' 2-2. Have a splendid day everyone~!" Y/n's voice flooded the entire school over the PA system. Of course, he didn't actually know if Osorō was homosexual or not, but y/n was going to find out soon enough. Smiling to himself, he walked out of the room and headed to the gates of the school. Soon after he walked out of the main doors, y/n got pulled back by his collar and he knew exactly who it was.

"What the hell are you trying to pull this time y/n?!" Osorō shouted, pulling y/n around the corner of the building and planting his arms beside y/n's head, an extremely irritated and terrifying look on his face. Although y/n was so used to it, Osorō's glare didn't scare him anymore.

"So you are. Hm." Y/n concluded abruptly.

"You can't tell that just based on my reactio-"

"I can actually, well, thanks for the information." Y/n slid under Osorō's arms and walked off, leaving the blonde in a state of shock and... mild attraction to the other male.

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"Y/n. Y/n!" Y/n flinched and turned his attention back to the counselor. "Y/n, this is the fourth time I've had to get on to you about your foolish pranks. I don't want to have to do it again." Ms. Kunahito insisted firmly. Y/n sighed and got up from his chair.

"Okay. It won't happen agai-"

"Did I say we were finished? Sit down." Y/n sat back down, mentally scolding himself for getting into this situation.

"You didn't answer my question. Why did you make that announcement?" The counselor asked in a stern, yet softer voice. Y/n took a deep breath.

"I... I can't exactly... tell yo-"

"Y/n."

"Okay, fine! I like him, okay?! God.. this is exactly why I shouldn't have gotten myself into this situation.." He said, his voice raised, although he muttered the last part. The counselor raised her eyebrows as her eyes widened.

"Oh.. so you wanted to see if-"

"Yeah. We don't need to talk about it." He interrupted quietly. There was an uncomfortable silence before Genka spoke up.

"I think you should tell him."

"Wh-what?" Y/n stammered in confusion.

"You should tell him. You could help him readjust his attitude anyway, and.. you are a formidable young man. I wish the best for you." She spoke again, her voice gentle. Y/n stared down at the ground, before letting out a small laugh.

"Thanks.. so, am I free?" He asked, glancing back up at the counselor. She sighed and rolled her eyes, before nodding. The boy walked out of her office, sliding the door closed behind him. Suddenly, he bumped into someone.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't see you the-"

The male was abruptly pulled into a nearby storage closet and before he could register what was going on, rough, chapped lips were pressed against his own. Y/n's eyes widened, before realizing it was the leader of the delinquents himself, Osorō Shidesu. His eyes were closed and a pale blush tinted his cheeks. Finally, y/n relaxed and eased into this kiss, tangling his fingers in Osorō's shaggy hair, his face heating up. The blonde forcefully untucked y/n's shirt and slid his fingers under the hem of the button down. All of a sudden, y/n pulled away, smirking.

"Nu-uh, not here. School's almost over, I'm sure you can wait." He teased, ruffling Osorō's hair. Osorō sighed and wrapped his arms around y/n's waist. There was a comfortable silence looming in the air between the two.

"So.. you did all of that just because you had some crush on me?" The taller male finally said. Y/n hummed as an answer.

"I'm assuming you heard all of that... right?" He asked. Nodding, Osorō nuzzled against y
/n's soft h/c hair. Y/n smiled.

"...y'know, maybe I'm not sorry after all."

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