Chapter 6

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I slammed my fist against the door way. 

"Let me out! I refuse to wear this!" I shouted, receiving only giggles in return. 

"Wear it and I'll open the door!" She called back. I sighed. It can't be that bad, right?

I ever so slowly changed into the clothing she handed me, which just so happened to be a teddy bear onesie. It wasn't revealing or anything, it was just painfully cute. 

It was so adorable that I knew I'd ruin it if I wore it. Sure enough as I looked into the mirror I looked awful. 

I hugged my stomach, slouching in on myself. 

I knocked on the door leading out. 

"Are you wearing it?" She asked. 

"Yeah...." I mumbled. She opened the door, a look of triumph on her face. I walked out slowly. My face feels hot. 

"Really?" I mumbled, sinking onto my bed. She nodded, laughing. 

She handed me a controller and she started up Mario kart. About ten or so minutes in I heard a knock at the door. 

I yelped slightly, remembering what I was wearing. I wrapped myself up in a blanket despite the heat and tried to cover myself. Nejire got up to open the door. 

In the doorway stood Mirio, backpack slung across one shoulder and a teddy bear onesie on. My face flushed and I looked at the floor. The onesie itself was adorable and now he's wearing it to!?

I shrank in on myself, trying to hide my face. 

"You said it was an emergency and I needed to wear the cutest thing I could?" I hear Mirio ask Nejire. 

"Yup!" She chirped. 

I saw a large shape approach me then sit down next to me. I looked over and saw Mirio smiling at me. 

"What's up?" He asked. 

"Nothin'" I murmured. Nejire shot me a glare. 

"You're not gonna tell him?" She asked, crossing her arms. 

I sucked in a breath. I do eventually have to tell him, but the more I think about it, the more my stomach churns and my brains fogs. 

"I was thinking... of... coming out... to my parents," I stammered, bringing my legs closer to my chest. 

"Wow! Your so brave!" Mirio gave his signature smile, patting me on the shoulder slightly. Without thinking I flinched. Dammit. 

"So you guys are playing Mario Kart?" Mirio seemed to notice my discomfort and turned to the TV and grabbed a controller. I'll tell him about my boyfriend later, I'll ask about moving in later, I'll tell him everything later. 

Just not now. 


We played various video games for about three or so hours before I received a text. I checked my phone and saw one from Kiyoshi and one from my coworker, Kirishima. I opened the one from Kirishima. 

Kirishima: Your friend Nejire texted me, just to confirm, I'm covering your shift tomorrow, right?

I turned and glared at Nejire, and she looked at my phone. She giggled. 

"Your not going to work tomorrow after what just transpired," She responded, stern all of a sudden. 

"I can't skip out on classes though," I tried. "I've already missed to many classes because of when I was sick earlier this year." 

She sighed, nodding. Luckily Mondays I only have one class.  

Mirio on the other hand was looking extremely confused, but was trying not to show it. I breathed deeply for a moment before opening the text from Kiyoshi. 

Kiyoshi: Why did you break up with me? 

Kiyoshi: You didn't mean that, did you?

Kiyoshi: Come to my place tonight. That wasn't funny. 

Kiyoshi: If you don't come to my place tonight I'm outing you to your parents

Kiyoshi: Please text me babe

Kiyoshi: I don't want to hurt you. I love you. 

Kiyoshi: I love you, please respond

Kiyoshi: Come to my place. Now. 

I shut my eyes, setting my phone face down in my lap. 

"You should block him," Nejire muttered lowly to me. I nodded, pushing my phone onto my bed. I don't want to deal with him right now. He probably would out my to my parents, he probably would show up and drag me to his place, he would do anything to get me back again. 

This wasn't the first time I tried breaking up with after all. 



I woke up, hearing my alarm clock blaring loudly. I yawned, attempting to sit up to shut it off, but couldn't. I couldn't even move due to two sets of arms wrapping around my middle. I looked around to find Nejire Koala clinging to me and Mirio cuddling me. 

I flushed, trying to break free of their grasps. 

"Turn it offff....!" Nejire groaned, turning away from me, and thus letting me go. Mirio on the other hand had a firm grasp on my waist. I started trying to peel his arm of desperately. 

At the rate my alarm was going my neighbors would be knocking on my door in a matter of minutes. 

After a few moments of struggling I extracted myself from the dog pile and shut off my alarm. I looked at the clock. 

9:00 already? 

I groaned, pushing my hand into my hair. 

"Tamaki...?" I heard a small voice whimper. I turned back to the bed and found Mirio clawing lightly at the sheets, muttering my name almost pitifully. I flushed a little bit. 

Wait where did Nejire go?

I felt a firm hand push my back, causing me to tumble into my bed. Mirio's sleeping form wasted no time in wrapping me back up in his arms. 

I looked up to see Nejire giggling. I tried to scowl despite my face heating. 

"Really?" I grunted. 

She seemed to smile evilly before prancing into my bathroom. 

I turned back to the situation at hand. Mirio's arms firmly wrapped around my waist, pulling me against his chest. 

"M-Mirio?" I stammered, trying to wake him up. If he knew what he's doing he'd probably be really embarrassed. 

Mirio kept muttering something to himself. I couldn't quite make out any of it. 

"Mirio please, I can-" I felt my breath hitch, my sentence cutting off. I finally deciphered what he was muttering. 

"I love you Tamaki" Over and over again. My eyes widened and my face burned bright red. 

What kind of dream was he having to be saying crap like that!? 

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Sorry this took so long. My wrists been hurting a lot recently so it's been harder to type long periods of time. But yay, It's out, and I had way to much fun writing it. 

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 08, 2020 ⏰

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