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Venti's clingy, very touchy, too but Kazuha's never minded.
If he's being honest; enjoyed Venti's company just that much more ever since dating Kunikuzushi and Heizou. Heizou and Venti are two of the same, energetic and amusingly friendly. Venti's loud, Heizou's flirty. Scara on the other hand merely tolerates their shared friend. Venti's passionate, Scara's indifferent. The differences are quite entertaining to experience but, his favorite encounters have to be these.
...
The trio was walking the halls of their university while conversing about whatever halfhearted argument Heizou and Scara were having at the time when they'd all suddenly lost balance. Heizou, having been the one to fall first, cushioned the fall of his boyfriends in turn for his own hard hit onto the floor. He groaned. "What the..?" He murmurs noticing an unusual additional weight on top of him besides his boyfriends.
"What the hell, Venti!" He distantly hears Scara yelling as he's relieved of some weight; Venti must've just been shoved off, he concludes. The next to stand is Scara followed by Kazuha who helps him up. "Kuni means that you should be more careful next time, Venti," says Kazuha, ever gentle.
Unsurprisingly (at this point) Scara is the first to address Heizou. "Hei, are you alright?" He asks with furrowed eyebrows, annoyance, and concern etched into his expression. Heizou clears his throat. "I'm fine," he assures. "What are you doing here, Venti?" Heizou questions. "Yeah. Your classes are on the other side of the building," Scara seconds with a frown.
Venti puts his hands on his hips in a proud display. "Ehe, since you both are so curious, I've come to see you three." They share a confused look before Venti adds, "And to ask for Kazuha's physics notes."
Scara gives him a deadpan glare. "We're leaving." He announces, turning away. "Wait, seriously, I'm sorry for pushing you just now!" Venti clasp his hands around Kazuha's.
"Please?"
Kazuha smiles.
Scara's back remains turned as he has his arms crossed in annoyance at the shorter's words, but...
But a quick glance towards Heizou, confirms it. The small downward twitch to his lips as he stares at the locked hands of him and Venti displeased. Kazuha hides his smile, how possessive. "Of course, Venti," he drawls softly, he can feel Heizou's eyes bore into him as he speaks. Before any more words are exchanged, Heizou gives Venti a sweet smile, throwing an arm around his shoulder.
"Come on, Venti!" Heizou speaks with mock amusement. "What made you unable to take notes this time, hm?" Venti removes his hands to animatedly place one onto his hip while he throws the other up into the air in exasperation. Venti always was prone to talking with his hands expressively.
Scara turns and huffs at Venti's rambling. "Why are you humoring this idiot, Heizou?" He interrupts, deadpanning. Heizou sends Scara a pointed look with an unreadable expression that Kazuha just barely catches. Then, he's shrugging, releasing Venti to clasp his hands together. "His excuses are amusing." He laughs, and Venti frowns. "I'm right here, you know?" Scara nods. "Unfortunately." The male's frown deepens.
Kazuha smiles politely. "Don't be mean, Kuni," he's lightheartedly scolding. "Yeah, Listen to Kazuha, Scaramouche." Venti smugly teases, Scara gives him a hard glare, a promise of death. Venti unconsciously takes a step back with a nervous smile, his gaze falls onto Heizou who is unusually quiet in his efforts of calming Scara. Heizou shrugs with a small smile. "He's just like that," is his halfhearted answer. Venti sighs and opens his mouth to retort before being cut off by Kazuha. "I'll have it to you tomorrow," Kazuha speaks up.
Thankfully they will be at his apartment tonight instead of at Heizou and Kuni's.
Venti's face lights up. "Oh, Thank you, Kazu!" His hands return to clasp around the blond's, Scara's eyes immediately follow the action, frown ever prominent and face matching Heizou whose smile has dropped.
Possessive.
Kazuha smiles.
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The next time it happens truly isn't Kazuha's fault—not like it ever is but, that goes truly for this time!
He's sick, a simple cold yet he feels like he's dying, resulting in him clinging onto whichever of his boyfriends he can find. He's suffering and craves comfort, sue him, how was he supposed to know that the short and gloomy Xiao wasn't his short and brooding Kuni in his fever-hazed vision?
He wasn't.
From what he could deduce Xiao and Aether supposedly made a visit, unaware of his state, and he'd accidentally grabbed hold of Xiao mistaking him for Scaramouche. In his defense, he wasn't so out of it as to cling to random people. He knew that the blonde senior wasn't one of his partners... it's just that in his haze teal conveniently was mistaken for indigo.
The silence held loud but in his state there was a consistent white noise playing distantly despite the situation so, to say he hardly noticed was an understatement.
"Kazuha," Scara had spoke carefully. He hums in question. "Why are you holding Xiao?"
Oh.
Now he can hear the irritation and how distant the voice seemed.
"Huh." He murmurs dryly, even with his revelation.
His grip loosens and Xiao slips away. Aether snorts quietly, face red as he tries to contain his laughter. Scara, as always, seems unamused while Heizou stands behind the others glaring silently at Xiao as if he wasn't, in fact, the victim in the situation. He gives a dopey grin, arms extended for his actual Scara to hug him.
They're so ironically possessive and yet he loves them so much even with their blatant contradiction.
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He's not being dramatic. Heizou's definitely doing this on purpose.
Heizou and him are out on a coffee and tea run and he swears that if the redhead was here with Kazuha instead he would be way. Less. Friendly. (He's just being nice but he doesn't care. Why does he have to be nice?)
Scara glares furiously at his boyfriend. "Hurry," He urges—and since he's not completely lacking in manners he doesn't strangle him but instead pinches his forearm, hard. Heizou pulls his arm away with a pout. "Ow- What was that for?" He whisper-yells. "You're talking too much." He deadpans. The cashier eyes the two in concern which earns her a glare from Scara. "I'm ordering for your antisocial ass." Heizou retorts. Scara's glare returns to him as he wordlessly grabs him by the wrist and drags him out of the cafe. "Cancel the damned order." He calls coldly over to the cashier who merely blinks in surprise.
Heizou distantly thinks he made a mistake, or not, depending on how he looks at it.
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