I'M NOT GAY! [semi × shirabu]

Chapter Two: Okay, maybe slight.

Out of all the decisions I made, entering the changing room that day is what I regret most.

"Go away. Why are you even here?"

"Hot-headed aren't we, Shirabu?"

"I'll kill you."

Semi-san wrapped his arms around my neck. "How could you? After you hugged me yesterday?"

"Kenjiro hugged you, Semisemi?!"

"Oh my God, please kill me now."

"Did you really hug him, Shirabu?" Reon-san asked.

"Of course not! I don't even know why this guy is clinging on me all day." I said as I pointed on Semi-san.

Tendo-san chuckled. "I don't know what happened, but so far, I'm liking this."

"I don't. Please take him away."

He's weird. He definitely is. After he hugged me, he insisted on taking me home, and then he fetched me earlier. I asked him why, but he just shrugged it off. And now he's flirting with me non-stop.

He didn't ask about the reason I cried. I'm actually thankful that he didn't ask because I know that I can't answer it myself.

"Ah, I think I'm the one who hugged him, but that doesn't matter," Semi-san grinned. "Shirabu, you wanna date—"

"No."

"Have some mercy on your senpai, would you?"

"Go away."

"I don't know about the rest of you, but we're in the middle of our lunch... would you guys quiet down?" Taichi rolled his eyes as he raised his tray. "Semi-san, you're so noisy."

I gave my classmate a thumbs up under the table. Good job, Taichi. No wonder you're my best friend.

"Did I disturb you, Kawanishi?" As if he's a totally different person, Semi-san's grinning face completely changed into a stoic one.

"No, but Goshiki looks like he wanted to smash the table already." He pointed at the other table where the first years and Yamagata-san are eating.

Goshiki flinched when we looked back at him. "W-why are you looking at me?"

I returned my gaze on the table. "... how ugly."

"SHIRABU-SAN, I HEARD THAT!"

"Now, now," Tendo-san patted my shoulder as he stands up to get his food on the counter. "Our baby is going to be the face of the school magazine next year, you know?"

"I WON'T LET YOU DOWN!"

"... Goshiki, if you send your selfies on our group chat, I'm going to kick you out," I warned. Tendo-san once complimented him about his height and he started to send his height to our group chat every three hours.

"There, there. Don't be so rude to my son, Kenjiro." Tendo-san walked to the other table and ruffled Goshiki's bowl-cut hair. "Isn't it—"

Tendo-san's words were cut off when suddenly,  Ushijima-san coughed as he held his neck with his right hand, putting the glass of water with his left. "Tendo, I didn't know that."

"... that?"

"Goshiki's your son? I thought I'm your first relationship?"

"..."

"..."

"... Wakatoshi-kun, that's not how it works."

Tendo-san sighed. "I'll get my food first, be right back."