Cringeworthy [COMPLETE]

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I'll do a drawing of human Silver Chariot and human Magician's Red soon- //

Narrator's PoV

2 days already had passed and Mideiro tried to stay calm whenever the huge man closed up on him. This has been the usual routine between them, Hoshiro leaving the small one in a mental mess while Mideiro is trying to not make a bad impression on this delinquent. Like every other morning, Argent blabbered about some stuff and Mideiro either listened or just ignored him.

And, just then, a stranger had walked into the Frenchman's class, shutting up the said Frenchman as his attention was taken along with the others in the room. The stranger was quiet, walking over to an unoccupied sit by the corner and near the door. The two friends were confused, Mideiro leaning over to his pal and whispering, " Hey, Argent, do you know him? "

" No? " replied the the grey-haired French in a confused tone, also confusing his fellow friend. " What do you mean 'no'!? " the other whisper-yelled while Argent just shrugged, his hands up defensively. " I don't know! I haven't met him before! " Argent frantically said, confused as his friend was. The two were just really suspicious of the new man, trying to just bring up a new conversation but it was a bit too late.

The bell rung again and Mideiro had to take his leave, and Argent was now alone. He's taken his seat, which was a couple of seats away from the stranger, and their teacher finally came into the room. He cleared his throat, capturing everyone's attention and spoke up, " Before we start our class, I have someone new to be introduced. Ahmar, would you please kindly stand up? "

Ahmar, who was this stranger in Argent's class, stood up like he was told to. " Greetings, everyone! My name is Ahmar Sahir Avdol, but I'd would like everyone just to call me Aka. " Argent just stared at the other while he continued his short introduction. He was from Egypt, and his father is a fortune teller. The way Aka just spoke couldn't help the Frenchman but stare at him in awe.

The two met eyes, snapping Argent out of his trance while the other just blinked. Then, he slightly raised up his hand, waving a little 'hello' towards the other with a small, adorable smile. That smile immediately captured Argent's fragile heart, his face turning red almost immediately at the spot as he tried to return his gesture. Once it was done, the Egyptian man had sat down back to his seat and Argent was just mentally scolding at himself for looking so foolish in front of the new man.

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Meanwhile with Mideiro, things were happening like the usual and Hoshiro still only asks the pale man whether he needed something and Mideiro, as always, was just being the awkward person he is. It was finally lunch time and Argent had texted him earlier that he had other plans. Mideiro probably understood it was either his fangirls or dad so he decided to go out for now.

He walked down the street, all by himself unprotected. He felt his hands getting all sweaty again, the same strained gaze just making him all twitchy. He fastened his pace but the feeling remained. He just wanted to have lunch! And what's wrong with that!? Finally, the heavy feeling of those intense eyes soon disappeared, a wave of relief flushing the man's feelings. ' Finally, no one can bother my perfect lunchtime, ' he thought..

Until he was pulled into a dark alleyway, his back suddenly pinned against the wall with harsh force. He squeaked in fear like a mouse, his eyes shut tight, scared whoever he might see was something he didn't want to see. He glanced over to the side slowly and opened at eye, yelping as a hand slammed onto the empty space on the wall, a few inches away from his even paler face and he turned to face who it was.

Oh fuck.

Oh shit. Oh fuck.

" Please don't hurt me!!! " Distraught, the small one yelled and hid his face behind his arms. He felt his eyes beginning to well up, panicking even more so as his breathing was getting ragged with each second. His arms were grabbed by the other and put them down, revealing Mideiro's teary, frightened state. Their eyes met, Mideiro's glossy, yellow-golden eyes meeting with the same teal irises he had always met in class.

Hoshiro Kujo.

He was fucking screwed.

Or that's what he thought.

The larger man tried to reassure the other, his voice soft and gentle as he spoke, " H-hey.. it's just me, Hoshiro Kujo.. I'm not going to hurt you. "

" If you're just joking, just break my bones already-- "

" I like you. "

Mideiro stared at the man, laughing awkwardly as he spoke very weakly, " You're joking. Right? " No response, and Hoshiro's face looked serious as fuck. The smaller one stared, blinking.

" So.. you're not going to beat me into a pulp? " The pale man asked as he trembled beneath the looming giant. Why the fuck was he built like a fucking Greek God? A short howl of laughter came from the other, making the smaller one freeze from where he stood. He had his back pressed against a wall, his legs shaking as if he was a newborn calf and were about to give out from all the tension between them. The said Greek God had a hand slammed right beside the pale man's head, his forearm above the other. The large man's laughter had stopped and the smaller one gulped in anticipation for his answer. The man finally spoke, " You aren't deaf. I told you already, " he then repeated he had said a while ago.

" I like you. "

Mideiro just stared at him. ' Like? Like!? What kind of like!? ' his chaotic mind screamed at him. They just stared at each other for what felt like hours(in Mideiro's perspective) and the tension around them was just.. awkward as shit. There was only one option left. It was stupid but it's the best he can do. With one swift move, he slipped under the other's big, meaty arms and used all the strength in his legs to run away, leaving Hoshiro without an answer.

Hoshiro just stood there and withdrew his arms to himself, his palms facing him and burying his face in them. With a groan, he complained in an irritated, grumpy voice,

" Damnit, gramps, you said this would work. "