"...why what?" He's gonna get anxious about it now.

"...okay but I want it entered into the record that I did originally decide not to ask. Why me. Why haven't you ever liked any of these guys you've had - available - in the past."

"Haah... I don't know, Haru." He has no idea why he is quite this insane about Haru. "I've—told you—about all of the things I like about you. And there are things I liked about all of them, too, but..." He shrugs, and remains hidden in Haru's shirt. "I've never met anyone—quite like you. And, and it must be true that people have—types. Or, or something. I don't know. Or, I mean, if people have types, then, then I guess they, I guess none of them were mine."

Pet pet.

Yutaka would like to ask the mirror question but he's totally certain that the answer will be something like "oh I don't actually like you that much" so he's not gonna.

Snuggle snuggle.

Think happy thoughts: Haru agreed to snuggle him to sleep! This means that he gets to wake up next Haru tomorrow! That's good! Yay! He's feeling insecure and sad and like everything is going to go wrong and bad and it's probably a dumb feeling to have. Thinking happy thoughts. "I like you," he mumbles. "A bit too much more than makes any sense, but I do."

Haru kisses the top of his head.

And isn't it telling that Haru doesn't say it back.

It's been a week and a half for Haru. And if Haru remembered last month (remembered all of this month) he'd definitely like Yutaka a negative amount so Yutaka should count himself lucky.

His stomach hurts.

"Iwasaki! You're late!"

"Am I? Dear me, I'm so sorry, I must've been so busy kissing men I lost track of the time."

"Ugh, filthy homo."

Nakao punches Ashikaga on the top of the head.

"Ow!"

"You're teammates now, so you're going to behave." He looks at Yutaka. "Ignore him, you're not late."

"Happy to know all the men I've been kissing haven't made me late for practice."

"Don't you have a boyfriend?" asks someone else.

"Well, the number of men I've been kissing may be one but I sure have been kissing him quite a lot."

"If you're done making sure everyone's gotten their homophobia out of their system can we get started?"

"Oof, I've been read."

"I told you, anyone's homophobic, you tell me." He starts menacingly slapping his hand with the bat he's holding in the other. "I am going to break their legs. I've been yearning for an excuse to break some of these guys' legs for years." He looks at Ashikaga again. "That was the last shot you got so I hope you enjoyed it."

"—what! What'd I do! He started it!"

"He baited you by saying something entirely innocuous and you took it. So. Next time." Bat. "Legs."

Grumble grumble.

"That's kinda hot."