"Here." Kyotani tossed you a shirt from his dresser. "Thanks." You caught it in your hands slipping it over your head and through your arms. It was a little bit baggy but it was comfortable, so it didn't bother you. "Next time, please don't make the water steaming fucking hot." He glared at you, rubbing a towel over his head to dry off his hair. "Sorry, not sorry."

You walked back into his bathroom, throwing the towel you used into the hamper full of clothes. Kyotani tossed his on the floor, not caring where it landed. He just wanted some rest for right now. He plopped down on his bed, throwing his arms behind his head and gently shutting his eyes.

The air made his damp skin cool, sending a light shiver up his spine. "So, are you gonna be spending the night or something?" He questioned, his eyes still closed shut. Now that you thought about it, you were wearing his clothes and you've already been over his house for like two hours. Your mom wasn't home today. Thank God.

"Why? Do you want me to?" You teased, crawling onto the bed and sitting at the foot of it while you looked at Kyotani. He batted open one eye, glaring at you for that question. "I could care less whether you go home or not. I'll find something else to do."

You sat there, your mind reminding you of yesterday in the hallway at school. You overheard the girl Kyotani skipped with say that she likes him. And immense guilt just washed over you. "Kyo, what are you gonna do about Hisa?" You cautiously asked, biting your lower lip and fiddling your fingers. The weight of the bed shifted under you as Kyotani sat.

"What?" He asked, confused. "I feel guilty for doing all this with you. And I think you feel guilty too. You know she likes you, don't you?" You looked up at him, waiting for an answer to spill from his mouth. But he said nothing. He did nothing. He just sat there and looked at you. "Is that why you ran out of my house after you kissed me?"

"No." He sternly answered, moving closer to you. The only reason you were talking about this is because you had to know the truth one way or the other. And you weren't gonna go snooping around like some detective. You wanted to get straight to the point.

It seems like every time you and Kyotani end up around each other, something happens. Whether it's a kiss, sex, or overall arguments about each other. Nothing serious obviously, but you didn't feel right. And knowing just about thirty minutes ago you guys did the same thing, you felt disgusted. "Where the hell is all this coming from, y/n?"

"Hisa likes you," Kyotani nodded at your statement showing you that he did know about her feelings. "But do you like her? I just feel bad either way. It doesn't feel right." You shrugged, slightly pouting. "Listen, I only see Hisa as a friend and I've told her this. I don't see what the big problem is. You're just dramatic." He sighed, laying back down.

Maybe he was right. If Hisa knew Kyotani didn't feel the same way, then why should you worry? I mean, she should know nothing's gonna happen between the two of them because Kyo doesn't have feelings. "Maybe you're right." You mumbled, scooting across the bed so you leaned against the wall.

Kyotani let out a loud sigh again, staring at you dwelling with your feelings and thoughts. "You're annoying." He sat up, walking out of his room. You just ignored him, watching as he left. There was silence for a few minutes and wondered where he might've gone. Maybe go get himself some food most likely. And he was rude enough not to offer you none.

From a distance you could hear him walking upstairs, his footsteps getting closer and closer to the room. You looked over at the door, watching as his figures came into view with something in his hands. "Here," he handed you a pint of ice cream. "Just get your dumbass back to normal again." He scoffed, sitting on the bed across from you. "I am normal!"

Kyotani shoved a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth, rolling his eyes as he listened to you blabber on and on about how annoying he was. He reached over to your untouched ice cream, scooping up some with the spoon before shoving it into your mouth. "Shut up." He looked straight at you, leaving the spoon in your mouth while he continued to scroll in his phone and eat his.

You groaned in annoyance, eating the ice cream off of the spoon while glared at him with the most disgusted look on your face. "You never answered my question from earlier by the way." He mentioned, glancing at you from his phone. The light illuminated his face as the room started to grow dark. The only other light being the one on his dresser. "You never answered mine."

"I asked first," He placed another spoonful of ice cream into his mouth. "Which means you answer first." He spoke with his mouth full. "Ew, you're disgusting!" You laughed. Kyotani looked at you as you laughed at him. And there was that weird feeling he had again. That weird feeling in his chest.

It was just like the moment at your house when you were fixing his eyeliner. He just looked at you. Looked at your smile and happy you looked. This was so weird. He shook those thoughts from his head, turning away from you to distract himself with something else. "I'll stay over. But, I get to sleep in the bed." You raised a brow at him. "What? Why?!"

"Cause I don't wanna sleep next to you." You shook your head, plopping more ice cream into your mouth. "We literally just fucked not too long ago and you're worried about sleeping beside me?" He asked in disbelief. He couldn't tell if you were actually joking or not. "I was just messing with you. The bed is big enough for both of us. It'll be like a little sleepover."

"I'm not your best friend." Kyotani said with a straight face, placing his ice cream down on the nightstand. "Never said you were. I mean," you paused, "I could always go back home and just relax all by myself. With no Kyotani to bother me." You smiled. "Whatever, shithead." He chuckled, sparing glances at you from time to time. He watched as you turned on the tv, focusing on whatever show was on.

But he was focused on you for whatever reason.