I LOVE YOU MORE. . !

"Cuz' you're so lovely
You're so lovely

I cant help but fall for you, love

When you love me
It's so lovely loving you."

sunkissed : khai dreams

— ACTOR AU PART TWO!
— ONCE AGAIN, SPOILERS!
— yes that is a preview of the s2 ;)

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"Amane-san, could you refrain from hugging Yashiro-san's waist?" One of the staff said, a tick mark on his face. Yashiro was almost sure he would snap right then and there. "It's not part of the script." Yashiro was unsure whether she heard Amane hiss at him.

"It's been three times — we had to remake the scene three times," Akane sighed, looking beyond annoyed. "Even if the camera isn't focused on you doesn't mean it doesn't record you."  Amane stuck his tongue out in response. Ah, rivalry sparking even outside of set. No wonder why they're so good at acting out their parts about them.

Yashiro stared up at the boy hugging her from behind, a smile on her face. Maybe that's also why Hanako and Nene's chemistry are also getting clearer (and cheesier) in each new episode.

Amane pouted. "Eh? Why not? Hanako is pretty clingy if you ask me, I'm just playing my role here."

Excuses, excuses, literally everyone except Yashiro and Amane thought. They should be used to Amane somehow always searching for a way to act like a spoiled cat for Yashiro's affection by now.

Ever since they became official, Amane is able to be as affectionate as he wants, and no one has the right to complain or else they'll experience the wrath of an angry Amane — no one wants that.

"Can we take a break?" Aoi chirped from beside Akane. "Maybe Amane-kun needs a break. I actually also need one." There was a glint in her eyes. No one trusted it. Amane side-eyed Aoi and sent her a thumbs up, to which the latter winked at. What a wing-woman.

"Alright," the director sighed, "I guess we also need it. 30 minutes and we'll finish this up, alright?" He clapped a few times before saying, "and read your script again for last episode of Fake World arc!"

"Okay!"

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"Where are we going, Amane-kun?" Yashiro asked through bated breaths, her feet forced to follow Amane's as he tugged on her wrist. Yashiro huffed.

It was a bit cold out — Amane had to lend Yashiro his fluffy jacket, which was why Yashiro was worried if Amane's cold. But then again, Amane's body temperature is pretty odd: he's too cold compared to normal human temperature. So maybe he's fine?

Amane grinned at her, making Yashiro shake away her unnecessary thoughts. "You'll see!" He seemed very excited.

Yashiro tried to match Amane's pace, but her radish ankles prevented her from doing so — and there's also the fact that Amane is just so athletic from all the training for the fight scenes (and also his love for sports). Yashiro didn't doubt that he's athletic. He's always running around, maybe he doesn't know what stamina is? Yashiro began to wonder further. He's pretty skinny, but maybe he has some muscles underneath?

Oh God. Yashiro's exploded bright red. Where was her train of thoughts headed? In a dangerous territory, that's for sure.

Yashiro couldn't help but let her eyes wander on his calves. He has nicer legs than me, Yashiro thought, pouting.

Amane waved his hands in front of Yashiro's face. "Yashiro? Hello? Nene!" Yashiro flinched and stared at Amane in surprise. "There you are!" Amane snorted. "You spaced out so hard — why were you staring at my legs, pervert?"

Yashiro blushed profusely and playfully slapped Amane's arm. "Shut up! We both know you're the pervert in this relationship."

Amane shrugged. "True."

Yashiro rolled her eyes and looked away, a smile instantly blooming on her face. She was so focused on Amane's amazing legs that she didn't even realize they were at her favorite spot — the rooftop where Nene and Hanako would often stargaze at.

"When we used this spot again, I realized that you seem to be really excited," Amane said aloud. "Pretty funny, isn't it? This is Hanako's favorite spot, and this is yours."

They both trudged over to the railings, where they could get a better view of the sunset from afar. "Is it not your favorite?" Yashiro asked, breathless from the sight.

It wasn't often they had the place to themselves. Usually, there would be staffs, or maybe fellow actors, but now, it's all to themselves (and it's not because of a scene for a set).

"Well if it's your favorite, then it's mine, too," Amane said, grinning. Yashiro noticed he had slight dimples, but you'd have to squint to see it. Had it always been there? Or is it because they're so close?

Yashiro realized that both of them weren't enjoying the sunset — they were enjoying. . .each other's faces? You can't blame Yashiro, Amane does have a pretty face.

"I love you," Amane said, his grin softening into something more fond, and soft. He's always so sweet, but that's okay, because Yashiro has a sweet tooth.

Yashiro returned the smile. "I love you, too."

Amane inched closer, as if to taunt her. The personal bubble was non-existent by now. His breath fanned Yashiro's face, oddly warm for someone who has a cold body temperature. "Oh yeah?" Staring at Yashiro through half-lidded eyes made her. . .feel funny. Yashiro felt things that she didn't even know she could feel.

The butterflies increased, so light and soft like Amane's tender touch. Yashiro's cheeks hurt from grinning. Their noses were less than an inch apart.

"Yeah," Yashiro whispered.

"Well—" Amane pecked her lips, eliciting a gasp from the girl as she was caught off guard— "I love you more!" He pulled away and laughed at Yashiro's steaming face.

"Not fair!"

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Requested by:
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