“Hey, bastard.” The words were said casually like a greeting, but the coldness behind them was evident. Junpei gave Aoi a sly grin.
“Damn, nice to see you too. Whatever did I do, Santa?” Junpei’s voice said in a teasing manner, his face matching his tone. Aoi growled.
“Listen, I’ve got something to say to you, so just shut the fuck up for a second.” Junpei paused, watching as the boy with snow white hair approached him, his boots making small thumps on the concrete. As soon as he approached him, Junpei took off like a rocket, dashing forwards.
“You can tell me if you get me!” A mischievous smirk was on Junpei’s face.
Aoi’s eyes widened, his face burning up as he became flustered at Junpei’s sudden movements. “H-Hey! Get back here!” He hurriedly rushed after him, trying not to trip over his own feet. Junpei eventually stopped, only going to the bike racks which hadn’t been too far off from them. Aoi finally caught up, wheezing as he catches his breath. He was leaned over, hands on his knees.
“D-Damn you…” Aoi said in a raspy voice, trying desperately to gulp down some god damn air. He stood up, his legs wobbling ever so slightly. Junpei let out a laugh.
“Anyway, what did you wanna tell me?”
“I wanted to tell you that you better not be hitting on my sister!” He jabbed a finger towards him, rage sizzling on his features. “If you try and put the moves on her I’ll shove a sock down your fucking throat!” Junpei gulped, backing up with his arms raised in surrender. If he hadn’t known any better he would have thought he was talking to a demon.
“Woah woah woah, calm down! I’m not making a move on her!” He cried out.
“Oh yeah? Then why do you spend all your fucking time with her, huh?!” Junpei blinked after Aoi shouted those words. Then, his lips curled up in utter amusement, and before you knew it, Junpei was snorting loudly, laughter pouring out of him. He clutched his sides, his head tilted back as he roared. Tears formed at the corner of his eyes, dotting the sides of his face. For a moment Aoi just stood there astounded, looking at him with what could only be described as pure bewilderment.
“Hey, what’s so funny? Snap out of it, dammit! What the hell is so funny?!” Aoi screeched after he had managed to ground himself back to reality. Fury tinted his face a deep blush, his eyebrows tightly knit together. Junpei wiped away the tears in his eyes as the last of his laughs died down.
“Ahah, y-you see,” He paused, his voice shaking off the last trace of his sheer giddiness, “you’ve actually got it wrong. Backwards, really.” He waited for Aoi to fill the silence, but after a minute of nothing he realized he didn’t understand. He sighed, scratching the back of his neck. “Well, I don’t really spend time with her because I’m trying to hook up with her. It’s actually because I want to be hang with you.”
The dash of playfulness that had somehow managed to remain on Junpei’s face for the entirety of his laughing session was completely gone, now replaced by one filled with embarrassment. He continued. “I, uh… Well, you see, I wanted to hang out with you more. That means I’d have to actually ask you or some shit. B-But… I didn’t know how to do that without it being awkward, so when your sister wanted to do something I always jumped in because I knew you’d be there. Or you’d at least show up.” He shrugged, trying to seem casual but a fierce blush was forcing its way on his face. He took a deep breath, squeezing his eyes shut. “Doyouwannabemyboyfriend?”
It took Aoi a second to process what the brunette had just said. He didn’t know what to do. After not knowing what to say for a while he finally spoke. “Uhh, shouldn’t we at least have hung out together before you ask that?” He asked it as a genuine question, confusion mixed in with it.
“J-Just- Just answer it!” The air was empty, devoid of words. After what felt like decades, Aoi took a step forward. The noise alone was enough to make Junpei jump out of his skin, but he kept his cool, only riskily opening his eyes. It wouldn’t have mattered if he had opened them all the way, though. He was looking straight at the ground at which he stood. When the footsteps stopped, he looked up, locking his eyes with Aoi’s. Aoi cleared his throat.
“Je t’aime.” Aoi purred almost sexily, combing his messy, spiked hair back with a hand. Junpei blinked.
“Uh… what?” Aoi felt his face morph into a cocky grin.
“Here, let me translate for you.” He leaned in, lips gently brushing his own. Junpei leaned in to him, wrapping his arms around his waist. His mind didn’t even register his body moving closer towards his. The only thing he could focus on was the electricity coursing through his veins; the overwhelming sense of sparks and tingles and all good feelings. A surge of energy rushed through him, and there was nothing Junpei could do to stop it. But one thing’s for sure:
He didn’t want it to stop.