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Teshima Junta: White Chocolate Mocha

A/N: I have thoughts about this being a two-part kind of chapter so, here we go!

Part 2 of Call Me Maybe :D

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A week had passed since your first encounter with Teshima. Christmas is over, and so were the small shops around the shopping plaza.

Your friend takes a sip from her cup of coffee before bringing the cup down on the table, "So, did you called him yet?" Her eyes are brimming with excitement.

"Well,"  You scratch the back of your head and laugh awkwardly, "not yet. To be honest I don't even know what to do."

"Oh, is that so?" (friend's name) laughs and grabs your phone from the right side of your coffee mug. 

"Hey, give my phone back!" 

"I believe that his number is (xx)xxxx-xxx-xxxx if I remember correctly? Let's see, um, here, and then, there! Dialed! Hehe!" She laughs triumphantly as she held your phone in front of you, ringing.

For a few seconds, no one picks up. Bullets of sweat rush downwards your forehead as you silently wish that no one does pick up the call. Unfortunately, someone does. 

A groan of frustration escapes your lips, "Oh dear crap, what do I do?!"

Your friend hushes you as she gives out another wide grin.

 "H-Hello? Who's this?" A mellow voice comes from the other line, unlike what you expected to hear, lively. 

"Is this Teshima?"

"U-Um, unfortunately, he's unavailable right now. May I know who is speaking?"

"I'm (l/n)(f/n). An acquaintance of Teshima-kun's."

Your grab your hair and let out a yelp. You glare at your friend, the one you'd usually use in times like these. 

"Oh hell. You're not escaping me, (friend's name)!"

"Wait, what did I hear just now, (l/n)-san?" You hear the person on the phone gasp.

"Don't mind her, she's just a friend of mine."

You give her a 'what-the-fuck' look. She shrugs before laughing silently.

"Oh, here's Junta! I'm going to give it to him now, (l/n)-san." The person on the line can be heard talking to Teshima. You hear someone laugh before the line goes silent. 

Your friend gives your phone back to you. With a sigh, you grab your phone.

"Mr. Dark Curls, that you now?" You only hear breathing on the other line. After a minute, someone talks.

"Told you that wasn't her earlier, Aoyagi!"

"Wai- what?" You ask, baffled by what he just blurted out.

"Oh, sorry. I just talked to Aoyagi, my best friend. He was the one talking to your friend earlier."

"H-How d'ya know?"

"That you weren't on the phone? Simple. It wasn't your voice." You hear him chuckle.

Your friend points at your face, "Oh, you're blushing!" 

"W-What!? I am not!"

Another round of laughter arose from the other line, "Hoho, is that true?"

"No! You did not, Mr. Curls!" You pouted.

"I can imagine you frowning right now."

"Oh god, stop teasing me, or else I'll hang up!"

"W-Wait, anything but that-" He stops in his words, "Oh shoot."

"Well, well, well,"  You let out a roar of laughter, sure that Teshima's bright red as a tomato, "look who's blushing now!"

(friend's/name) looks at you, wide-eyed.

He fake coughs, "So, coffee?"

You try to suppress your laughter, "Changing the subject now, huh?"

"Well, you can say I am, but I'd like to go out and hang out with you. In the first place I wouldn't have given you my phone number if I didn't, would I?"

At a loss for words, you stay silent for a minute.

Teshima breaks your silence by laughing, "Who's dumbstruck now, (y/n)?"

"Why you liar-" 

"But I do want to spend a day with you, alone. Seriously."

As your mind processes his words, your mind blanks. 

"So, coffee?"

You rest your head on the table. (friend's name) grabs your phone from your grasp, "Well, I think she just rebooted or something, but I assure you, she wants it." She sips from her cup of coffee, "True, I was the one who called you, but your contact information was already on her phone beforehand. Y'know what name she placed?"

Teshima lets out an 'oh' expression, "Well, dark curls perhaps?"

"White Chocolate Mocha."

Remembering your joke from before, Teshima suppresses a squeal that almost came out of him, "W-Wha-" He stops, frazzled by the new information. Your friend puts your phone in front of you before fishing for hers inside her purse and checking it.

For another minute, none of you speak, both of you being dumbfounded by each other's words.

As awkward can it be, you mustered your courage to speak up and break the silence, "So yeah, tomorrow? Your treat at the cafe?"

"Well, it's just your two white chocolate mochas with you, so no worries!" His voice was on the verge of breaking into laughter.

"Oh damn, I'm hanging up."

"Wai-" You click on the end call with a bright look on your face.