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It was close to dark, orange light dancing around the two, Satoru clinging to Suguru's back. He leaned back, almost leading to Suguru being unbalanced and sighing for what must be the hundredth time.
Ignoring him except for the roll of his eyes, Satoru sighed louder and tightened his arms around Suguru's neck.
"Fine, Satoru, what's the matter?" A ploy to get his attention. His arms loosened, "What does Sugu mean, there's nothing wrong." the bitch was playing hard to get. Suguru wasn't going to give in this time, he was already giving the damn guy a piggyback; he didn't teleport them home apparently he was out of cursed energy, he then flat out refused to ride one of the curses, "We can't be seen" he said, since when did he care. Finally, they resorted to walking, before he started to complain about how tired he was and how his feet hurt.
Obvious fucking lies (Suguru gave in).
"What you thinking about, Suguru?" Satoru said in a low voice, his face now in Suguru's neck his warm breath tickling his skin and his lips making contact. It wasn't a kiss. "Are you thinking about that guy? You seemed happy to see him."
After saying this he leant back, looking at the fall sky, growing aggravated with each passing second. Suguru didn't say anything, for one he was more concerned about his racing heart and flaming face, secondly, his brain struggled to come up with an image of said guy.
"Who?"
"That Mecali or whatever his name was, we just passed him."
ohhh, Mikail.
"Satoru, that was like an hour ago, before the mission even." Satoru could hear his eyes rolling.
"Anddddddd so? Were you thinking about Michael? Who is he even, a boyfriend!?"
"... he's just a friend, Satoru." Always with that soft tone of his.
"Doesn't seem like just a friend." the brat mumbled, Suguru slowed down, "I thought I was your only friend too.."
Suguru stopped, "Satoru, you're not my only friend." He pouted even more, growing upset at what Suguru was implying, he wanted to be the only one Suguru wanted or even had- "You're my best friend."
Wish you were more.
Suguru tilted his head to the side and smiled, eyes shifted to look at the one on his back, eyes crinkling, and just fucking beautiful.
Satoru took him in, engraving his details and felt his anger subsiding, heart getting soft and achy. Satoru buried his head back into the other's shoulder drawing his arms tight but not constricting. They stayed like that for a while before Satoru brought his lips to Suguru's cheek, tenderly and short then buried his face in Suguru's shoulder.
"Satoru..." Suguru's pretty mouth opened and closed, at a loss for words and heart warmed by the action. Suguru blushed and adjusted his grip around Satoru.
"You wanna stop for ice cream, I know a place near here." Satoru nodded, suddenly in a good mood and enthusiastic.