Taste in men! Semishira

Chapter 17

Semi's POV:

"You know what, it wasn't as bad as i let myself believe it would be." I put my hands on my hips, completely faking a confident stance. It was in fact incredibly awkward. I mean... i just asked two parents if their son can come live with me, a complete stranger. How in the world did they agree...

"Shut up.. i still hate you."
Shirabu has been in a mood with everyone since we left. His parents, me, the world, the stone he continually kicked across the ground.
He claims it was 'embarrassing for him' and i was 'too cheesy'.

"Awe come on Shiraboo," I sing the stupid nickname he always tells me he hates. However, it's not on the bottom of the list. I think he's told me he hates: 'Shirabitch', 'Shiraboobs', and especially 'Shiratits' the most. So he's gotten a little resilient towards 'Shiraboo'. "You know you don't hate me." I began poking his cheek with my finger, seeing his rage build up in seconds was amusing as always.
Well.. i do hope he doesn't. That would be pretty awkward with the whole living together-one sided crush-kissing thing.

With more force than needed he whacked my hand away, "Fine. I just dislike you very much."

Okay, i'll settle for 'dislike very much'. "Wow." I crossed my arms with an over exaggerated pout. "Letting you live with me and this is how you repay me?"

"Temporary."

I just hummed in response, it's impossible talking to him. Sometimes we have that one good conversation but most times i'm just reminded how very not friends we are. Which sucks. A lot. Because, did i mention we're living together? Or the me having a crush on him? No? Well.
I really do hope Shirabu thinks of me as maybe a tiny bit of a friend. Especially after telling me more about you know who. I really hoped he thought we were at least friends. I really hoped.
I thank whoever the fuck was up there that gave me a ping from on my phone, an excuse to turn my attention elsewhere, i take it out of my pocket.

"Who is it?" Shirabu asked.

"Nosey much." I laugh but he doesn't. "It's Tendou."

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GuessMonster:
Sooo... What happened?

Me:
Ex boyfriend
long story short we're living together

GuessMonster:
...
....
just.. back up a little

Me:
Pretty self explanatory
He didn't feel safe at home.
I offered him to stay at mine for a while until the whole thing passes over

Guessmonster:
Ohhhh... ohh okay;)

Me:
Come on, not like that
I just want him to be safe

Guessmonster:
MmmHhhHhmmmm

Me:
Yeah bye.

GuessMonster:
;)))
~

"Asshole." I mumbled under my breath. Because, let's be honest...

"Huh?"

"Sorry, just... never mind."
What's the point in trying, i doubt he cares.

I hope he cares.
Shirabu Kenjirou, you give hell of a lot of mixed signals.

"Okay.. weirdo.."

~ time skip brought to you by my impatience ~

"Semi."

"Yeah?"

"I'm fucking hungry."