I'M NOT GAY! [semi × shirabu]

Chapter Seven: I love you... a lot.

How does it feel to have a boyfriend?

Good question.

I definitely do not recommend it.

"Kenjiro, ah."

"Ah." I opened my mouth to eat a tablespoonful of shirasu-don that this idiot wants me to eat. I'm currently busy doing the homework that I forgot to do last night, so I have him to feed me since I use both of my hands for writing and flipping the pages.

"Hello? There's a single person here." Yunohama rolled his eyes, but that's none of my concern.

"Then find a girlfriend," I said as I flipped another page. "What's the answer to this one?"

"It's an essay-type, you shouldn't ask for others' answers."

These types of questions are seriously irritating. They take a lot of time for just one point. And not to mention... "Oi, go away."

... I have this idiot who buries his face to my neck all the time.

"You smell nice."

"I know. So go away."

"Second-years have their lunch early, huh? I'm envious!" Tendo-san sat in front of us, holding his and Ushijima-san's tray. "Tashiwaka-sensei doesn't even let us go even if the bell rang three times!"

"Then how did Semi-san-" I stopped. "Nevermind. I already knew the answer."

"What?" He smiled awkwardly. "The class is boring, anyway."

"Keep doing that and you'll repeat next year."

"I'm going to be a musician once I graduate anyway, so I don't have to study that hard!" He said as if there's nothing to worry about. "What job will you take when you graduate, Kenjiro?"

"Shirabu wants to be a doctor," Taichi answered for me. "He has the top score in Science among the second years."

"My baby's doin' good," I slapped Semi-san's hand that was about to wrap around my waist. "Aw."

"Eh? But there are ten sections, right?" Ohira-san patted my head. "Good job, Shirabu."

"You're doing great both in school and club," Ushijima-san remarked. "That's impressive."

"I'll ace my exams this semester!" Goshiki slammed his tray on our table along with Yamagata-san. "I won't lose to you, Ushijima-san!"

"I saw your report card last month, Goshiki. All of them are F's, it's kind of amazing that you failed every single one of them."

"..."

"Pfft."

"Don't laugh at me, Shirabu-san!" Goshiki pouted. Now he looks like a duck who's wearing a bowl-cut wig. "Anyway, you and Semi-san are dating for three months now, right?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

"What do you mean, 'unfortunately'?"

"Then who's the top?"

"..."

The whole table just went silent.

Right, I never thought about that. We never did it, but it's a nice question. I did think of some scenarios wherein I'm a top, but it's hard to imagine such a scene if you have no experience.

... well, I have one. But I'd rather die than experience it again.

"That doesn't matter," I look back to Semi-san who looked up and placed his chin on my shoulder. "We didn't date for that... I don't mind either way."