Partying and painting walls

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00:30.

Shuichi was extremely late to Rantaro's party, to not say that he had totally forgotten about it until Kaito sent him a text. He probably looked like a mess right now ; he just threw on a white shirt and jeans, not having time to brush his hair or put on mascara on his lower eyelashes like he usually did. He really hoped no one would notice that.

He rang twice, hoping that his friends would hear the doorbell over the loud hip-hop music that was playing. Although he wasn't that comfortable in social events, Kaito forced him to ''move his ass and have fun for once, jeez''. Well, if he really felt uncomfortable he wouldn't have come anyway, Rantaro was here.

That guy was the prettiest teen Shuichi has ever seen, and he was smart and nice too, he couldn't couldn't get him out of his head. He liked looking at his green eyes, especially when he smiled when Shuichi was stuttering. He loved when he would move his hands when he talked, as if he was mimicking every words he saying. And, most of all, he absolutely loved his laughter ; it was deep sometimes, when Maki was complaining about Kaito or really loud when Kokichi was being stupid.

Speaking of the devil, it was the voice of the shorter teenager who pulled Shuichi out of his daydream.

''Hey, you're gonna spend your night on the sidewalk or what, dumbass?''

Shuichi jumped and let out a gasp when he saw Kokichi's outfit. He was wearing checkered
clothes, from head to toes, with sparkling green crocs.

''W-What are you wearing?!''

''Oh! Didn't we tell you? It's a themed party, we all had to dress up in a cool outfit.'' Kokichi glared at him ''...and you didn't follow the theme at all. I don't know if Rantaro's gonna be happy.'' He smirked and crossed his arm, looking with delight the other boy panicking.

''It's a themed party?! But Kaito never said-''

Kokichi wasn't listening, he had already turned his back to Shuichi and ran back inside, to scream at Miu who apparently was finishing a whole bottle of vodka by herself. Shuichi could hardly breathe, maybe he shouldn't have come, if Rantaro is going to be disappointed it would be useless to show up. He took a deep breath and stepped inside, anxiously tugging his own shirt.

He walked past the hall and glanced at the living room. Miu was standing up on the couch, chugging down a whole bottle of clear alcohol while Kokichi and a clearly drunk Kiibo were cheering. Angie was on another couch with Himiko, the both of them staring at the ceiling and not talking ; they were probably high. Some hip-hop from the 90's that was playing loudly on the speakers, making the windows shake with the bass. ''Even it was a small party, it's still very messy and chaotic'', thought Shuichi.

''Bro!!''

He turned his head when he heard Kaito's loud voice over the loud music, which was immediately followed by a smack on his back.

''What the hell happened man?! Did you fall asleep or something?''

He quickly looked at what the other was wearing : black shirt and plain purple pants. He sighed in relief, Kokichi obviously lied.

''No- I, uh...'' He was at loss of words, and when he saw Kaito's smirk he knew that he couldn't lie to him ''Yeah, maybe I did fall asleep. Where's Rantaro?''

''Woah-! Already looking for the pretty boy?! Calm your dick man!''

''No! It was just to signal that I am here!'' Shuichi couldn't help but feel a blush on his face. Kaito loudly laughed and smacked his back again.

''He's in the kitchen, probably smoking weed or something.''

Shuichi nodded and smiled. ''Alright, I'll be right back.''

Kaito gave him a thumbs up and shouted ''Go get him tiger!!'', making Shuichi awkwardly laugh as he stepped into the kitchen.