I Think You Think Too Much Of Me

really doesn't matter if you can't tell the stars from the streetlights

Because this was an alliance and not a friendship, Sae had been trying to avoid the guy off the field as much as possible, so he wasn't exactly thrilled to find Bunny lingering outside of his room when he got back from his nightly shower. Worst part was, he didn't look at all ashamed to be there. He was leaned up against the wall, doing something on his phone, but when Sae stepped into the hallway, he looked up, smiled, and tucked his phone into his pocket.

There was no denying it. He'd been waiting for him.

Not that he had any reason to be. It was after hours, curfew looming on the horizon as the sun threatened to sink into it. Sae would be lying if he said he hadn't been on his mind too, but that was hardly his fault. I heard Bunny likes ya. What was Sae supposed to do with that besides turn it over in his mind like a child fidgeting with a coin in his pocket?

He'd come to the conclusion that it had been about soccer, but he still wondered. Seeing this, he only wondered more.

"What do you want?" Sae asked when he got close enough.

"Some of us are going out to the woods tonight to hang out," Bunny said.

"What?" Sae asked, partially annoyed, but mostly confused.

"Around ten," he said. "Maybe eleven. I'll come get you."

"After curfew?" Sae spat.

He wouldn't go as far to say he was a goody two shoes or a stickler for the rules; in fact, he actively refused to follow any rule that didn't make sense to him. But for all the ones that did, he stuck to. Because he wanted to get enough rest as much as he didn't want to get kicked out of training camp.

He scoffed and turned to unlock his door. "No way."

"No."

And with that solid word, two hands came down on his shoulders and rested there. Sae wasn't so shocked by the contact, because it was something he'd gotten used to, had learned to tolerate. But he was shocked, and deeply offended too, by how unplayful this was, by the ease of it, by the confidence. His hair was still dripping from the and the shoulders of his shirt were speckled with droplets, but the hands didn't mind at all.

I heard Bunny likes ya.

"I'm not hanging out with those losers Michael and Lorenzo all by myself," Bunny said with the same ease. "You're coming. That's final."

"Like hell," Sae said. "I need my recovery time and adequate rest."

"Don't tell me you buy that," Bunny said.

"It's not a matter of buying anything," Sae said. "It's important. And they're the rules. I'm not getting kicked out of training camp over you."

"They're expectations, not rules," Bunny said. "People sneak out of training camp all the time. Worst they'll do is yell at us and make us run extra laps, which you like anyways. If you do end up getting kicked out, it's not like Re Al won't take you back. Worst case scenario, you get a couple weeks of summer vacation back home with that one good player you like so much. Best case scenario, you actually have a good time."

His grip on Sae's shoulders tightened a little, enough so he could playfully sway him from side to side. Sae just watched the door like his life depended on it, greatly unsure of what to make of this.

"C'mon," came from behind him, maybe closer to his ear from before? "Say yes."

"Fine," Sae snapped. "Now fuck off. I'm going to sleep for a few hours before you drag me out in the middle of the night."

"Eleven is not the middle of the night. But good enough for me!," Bunny pulled back from Sae's shoulders. But not before lightly tapping a palm on his back, right between the shoulder blades. Sae didn't understand the purpose of the he just knew that he noticed it. "See you later."