No Strings Attached

0.16

"Of course. I'll use those credits someday," His eyebrows wriggled and I pinched his side to stop.

"I'm guessing its for something bad," 

He placed his hand under his chin, acting like thinking while pouting his lips. I want to take a picture of this face and make it my wallpaper. He looked at me sideways, smiled and agreed with my statement.

"Told you. I could be a fortune teller," I joked.

"Yeah, you could be. Considering how you knew I was thinking about you last night," He placed his hands on his pockets and continued walking.

I was left behind, stunned by what he said. He stopped walking and looked back at me. His head hung low as if he doesn't want to directly stare at me and shoulders more uptight. His eyes were squinting probably because of the sunlight. He shyly extended his hands towards me and I just ran and linked our hands together.

When I side glanced at Haruki, his ears were red and is constantly biting his lips, as if trying to hold back a smile. He looked at me while I averted my gaze. If this is some kind of dream, then I don't want to wake up again. I just wanna stay here and continue walking with him to God knows where.

"Can you get your hands off her?"

It's him. Can somebody please lend me a time machine or something? I just want to go back to what's happening earlier and possibly make it longer?

Yuzuru is standing beside his car, hands crossed. He looked like an angry cat ready to scratch Haruki's face. His eyes were piercing into our locked hands, then into mine. He raised his eyebrows at me like saying, hands off.

I groaned before loosening my grip in Haruki's hands but he held it tighter and pulled me closer to him.

"We have the every right to hold hands. And I think you're being overly possessive being a friend that you are, perhaps?" Haruki said and I was shocked.

I've never heard such irritation in his voice since everybody gets along and likes him. I'm definitely getting scared that this will not end well, knowing that Yuzuru is not the type to back down in a fight. 

Haruki held his head high when Yuzuru walked up to me. He stopped and carefully unlocked my hands with Haruki's.

"I'm not his friend," He successfully untangled our hands and stood in between us.

"You're the friend and I'm his boyfriend, get it right."

***

"Why are following me here?" Yuzuru asked.

I'm supposedly inside the classroom, listening at our last lecture for the day, but our professor had a sudden emergency and we had an early dismissal. Now, I'm accompanying Yuzuru towards our school rink.

I decided to finally start my blog since Marie is constantly asking for updates. And I'm continuously lying to here that I've already started but its actually the opposite. Thanks to Marie's constant reminder I was able to keep this blog in the corner of my mind.

We are approaching the entrance when Yuzuru turned around, making me bump into his little luggage. He's currently wearing an all black training outfit and his hair are perfectly laid down.

"Aren't you supposed to be with that 'best friend' of yours?" He asked.

"Well, I can't spend some time with him because we are a thing right? Remember?" I said, as a matter of fact.

"This is also a good exposure for us. And I also need to start my blog about you. So it's a win-win situation," I lightly tapped his chest and walked past him to enter the rink.