Soft Boys (Ishimondo Oneshots)

Study Session

Note: This is based off of my fan fiction, but could be considered completely unrelated. You don't have to read the fan fiction to understand.

But, uh.. you should. ;)

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Ishimaru checked the titles of the books on his desk for the third time. He needed to make sure everything was perfect for the upcoming study session.

The clock read 12:57. It was about an hour until their planned meet up. An entire hour to himself. Nothing to study, nothing to work on, and nothing to set up.

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Odd. He thought having an hour to himself for once would be better. Ishimaru tapped his foot on the ground, becoming more anxious by the second. His thoughts clouded his mind and he needed something to focus on.

'Aha!'

He could go spend time with his father before Owada got here. Maybe they could make snacks or lunch together.

That would keep his mind occupied.

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Ishimaru and his dad were about halfway through making food before the doorbell rang.

"Is that your friend?" Ishimaru's father asked, putting the knife down.

"I believe so." He had already stopped what he was doing and started heading for the door. He opened it to, of course, find Owada standing outside.

"Sup' Taka" he said, leaning against the door frame.

Ishimaru took a bit to respond. He was too focused on how he'd never seen Owada in anything but a jacket. It was simply just a t-shirt and some shorts but something about it really drew out the more casual, layed back part of himself. It was a contrast from the biker uniform. Though he guessed it made sense, with it being early summer and all.

"Taka?" Ishimaru snapped out of his daze, his face somehow feeling warmer than it already was.

"My apologies," Ishimaru bowed, "Hello, Mondo, you may come in."

Owada slipped his shoes off and entered the house, looking around and spotting his friend's dad. He walked towards him, Taka following. "Hello Mr. Ishimaru."

Mr. Ishimaru looked up from the food he was preparing and greeted him. "Owada! Welcome."

"Father, we'll be going to study now." Before his dad got the chance to respond, Ishimaru grabbed Owada's hand and dragged him off. He saved a goodbye to the two and went back to making snacks.

"What's the rush?" Owada asked, flopping on Ishimaru's bed. "Couldn't wait a little longer to be alone?"

"The rush is beacause we need to hurry up and get studying or we won't have enough time to finish." Ishimaru said, moving some papers on his desk around. "That, um, might also be the reason" he said, continuing to face the desk.

Owada smiled and started walking towards the other, leaning down to rest his chin on Ishimaru's shoulder. "What're we doin' first?" he asked, looking down at the desk.

Ishimaru felt his face heat up a bit at the contact. "Ah, well. What- what's your worst subject?"

Owada groaned and backed up a bit. "Fuck, math I guess."

Ishimaru grabbed a stack of papers. "Right, we'll start with that then."

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