𝔞𝔠𝔦𝔡 𝔴𝔞𝔰𝔥𝔢𝔡 ⁂ {𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪}

_9

kairi's oddly delighted to see mattia sitting alone at a lunchroom table waiting impatiently for him to show up. his legs rattle under the table, cocking his head back and forth as he tries not to lose his cool. he sneaks up behind him, giving him a rhythmic tap on the shoulder.

kairi visibly sees mattia tense up at this, letting hushed apologies fall out of his mouth. the younger turns around, he looks revolted, however, kairi cheeses, sitting down on the exact seat next to mattia. he curses.

"you're too close. scoot over" he spits, and kairi does. he does until mattia's body falls back loose, rolling his eyes in dismay. kairi's in bliss, on the flip side. he's happy to see mattia alive, unharmed. he's proud. "how have you been mattia?" kairi eye smiles, and mattia's clearly bothered, it takes him a while to answer, his impatience growing so swiftly you can almost see it. the younger says this with a diffident voice "bro you're so gay" mattia's right hand trails behind his neck, left hand pressing against his thigh as if he were planning on pushing himself up and getting the hell out of there. he scoots back, kairi snaps.

"just because i'm asking you how you are doesn't mean i wanna fucking get with you, you homophobic fuck. you're not about to ruin my fucking day because you're uncomfortable around me" kairi can't believe what he's just said. whoa.

and mattia, oh mattia's mouth drops. "well..." he starts, "i guess i have no choice but to stay huh,"—"i haven't been too bad, kairi, thank you for asking" he lets his head fall back in defeat, a forced smile stretching his face. placing the palms of his hands on the lunch table, spinning his head back around. he examines kairi for a while, the older is frightened by the way he looks at him, however, he can appreciate mattia's beauty. "he's very cute" he thinks.

mattia's looking kairi up, down, and all around. nothing weird, just looking. he can see the older's eyes trailing him as well. they sit quietly for a bit, just... looking at each other. mattia obviously in a different way than kairi. well, maybe.

then the first bell rings. the silence breaks and mattia stands up, looking down at kairi infront of him without explanation of how he managed not to break eye contact. "you're pretty cool, kairi.." and with one final smile, he walks off.

kairi's so... so fucking confused. he tries to shout one last thing at mattia before the flood of voices from teachers and other students drown his small incapable voice out. "but we barely... even... had a... conversation..."