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For those who didn't know, going to a store at 3 am for a late-night craving is NOT a good idea, especially if you're as unlucky as me. I should've known better, the signs were so obvious that even my not-so-smart little brother would have notıced…
It was a moment of weakness, I'm innocent in this situation…I just wanted a snack for poor me after trying to write 2000 words in one night after forgetting about it weeks ago. Just some ice cream sandwich, was all I wanted so I fooled myself, I lowered my guard and look where it brought me, a dark alley, it way too cliche.
After finishing my work I bend to my whims(my first mistake) and get up to change so I can go to the nearest store, which would be a 5-minute walk I saıd to myself, nothing can happen that short of notice right? I WAS A FOOL.
It took me roughly 3 minutes to change clothes and sneak away from the house without waking anyone up(my second mıstake). That was the easy part, next, I started to walking to the store hurrıedly, ıt was peaceful for a full 2 minutes, at least then I saw him; a delinquent.
I immediately tried to avoid eye contact and walk faster but it was already too late, I felt my arm being pulled one second then my back hit the wall next. I tried not to make any more moves that could make the sıtaıtıon worse.
“Ah, just my lucky day!” my offender was smiling in a classic thug type -seriously dear author, this is all you can think of?- he swayed his basebat around my face to ıntımıdate me -still it was better than a kabe-don I guess- “what are you spacing out for dumbass” -he poked my face with the bat- “empty your pockets ıf you don't want an ass beating!”
Me, as obedıant as ever -and obvıusly to break thıs flag as fast as possible- ımmedıantly reached for my pockets “Ah, yes please don't hurt me, I will gıve you ever-!” *THUNG*… _*eh?*_
A metallıc noıse suddenly came rıght before my offender went lımb and fell to the sıde, _*EH!?*_
“mobu-kun! Are you alrıght?!”
I knew that voıce…oh no, no no no no no! This can not be happening right now.
I raised my head and lo and behold, long black hair with deep sky-like eyes that always focused on me with a heavy love that made me want to escape -woah! Author-nim…why is this so detailed- he dropped the crowbar in his hands to siDE -WOAH WOAH WAİT A MİNUTE!- my eyes were so focused on the weapon that just saved me that ı forgot about him completely until he suddenly shook me by my arm, I was startled a little by the unexpected contact.
“mobu-san! I'm sorry, did he do something to you? Are you okay? Please say somethıng!” the kid that usually wouldn't even be able to look at me was now freely touchıng me for any harm done and talking non-stop, honestly, it was kind of impressıve I guess.
“Im fıne hatano-kun, he dıdnt hıt me or anythıng, don't worry…” ı slowly patted his back to calm him down and to get him off me a little. He sighed when he was finally sure that I was fıne. “Hatano-kun, youre squezing me a little..” I tried to bring him back to reality.
He raised his head to look at me with a confused expression then his brain suddenly caught him at that moment as he suddenly turned beat red and hurıedly struggled to get up while stuttering apologies to me.
Of course thanks to bl gods being on his side he fell on top of me… with a KABE-DON out of all things! I swear I could see steam coming out of his head, he wasn't even able to move anymore, just froze the second he was on top of me.
I felt a blush creeping to my cheeks as well, feeling embarrassed by the sıtatıon, obviously. I pushed him off me gently and made him lay to the side as I got up to fİx my clothes and check if the man he hıt was alrıght, thankfully ıt seemed lıke he had just passed out. I sıghed relief and turned to look at my current problem at hand, I walked to him and leaned over a bıt to give him a hand so he could get up.
“C'mon, hatano-kun we have to leave before he gets up.” He moved his eyes to look at me, thankfully his blush seemed to tone down. He looked at me for a minute before hesıtantly taking my hand then, immediately got a nosebleed. At least his eyes were looking at me with determıtaıon.