7Tobe POV
So, here I was playing a King's game with my homies…oh, and Yuigahama managed to drag Hikitani and Yukinoshita into this! Those two should really smile more, they're always so gloomy when hanging out with us…i'm sure deep down they totally love being around us, heheh
So we were all having fun ordering each other around (Who would've thought, turns out Hikitani got some smooth dance skills, I think he called it finger tutting?), and everyone was all laughing and goofing around…till it was Ebina's turn to be the king.
Everyone tensed up, some even started eyeing the door or any other possible escape routes. And I can't blame them, that girl's eyes were glowing red. That evil anime villain ass laugh wasn't helping either!
She spoke the dreaded order. "No. 8, kiss No. 4."
Hikitani stared at her and sighed. "Straight for the jugular huh... whatever, let's get this over with. Oi! Who's gonna be the sacrificial lamb?"
Yeah! You tell 'em with that way too cool voice of yours! Wait, what- I'm number 4?! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!
Before I could even think of jumping out of the window, Hayato and Miura grabbed both of my arms and held me down.
"Stop struggling Tobe! Take it like a man!" Shut up Hayato! Bet you'd be doing the same thing if you were in my place!
"You heard Hayato! We don't get to see a spectacle like this every day!" What spectacle?! Is every girl here secretly a fujoshi?!
Hikitani stared at me, then gave a sad look to Totsuka, then he turned back to me. Ayo, what are the implications of that?! Am I not good enough? Wait this is starting to sound a little ga-
Hikitani slowly walked up to me, slicked half of his bangs back with his hand, and grabbed my chin. Not gonna lie, now that I see him up close, he doesn't look half ba- Pause?!
No way, is he actually gonna do it!?
NOOO, I don't want that! He may be a good looking emo dude, but I don't swing that way! If I run away fast enough, these thoughts can't catch me!
He leaned down. I closed my eyes for the worst, and I felt his lips press on my forehead. Oh.
A forehead kiss. Ayo, that felt kinda goo- i mean this ain't gay right? As they say, there's nothing wrong with kissing a homie goodnight, so this ain't gay right? Right?
Hikitani pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his mouth, while everyone stared at us with this weird look. They looked…shocked, impressed, scared, and jealous, all at the same time.
"H-hey dude… N-no homo, right?" I asked him hesitantly.
He turned at me, then chucked. "Indeed."
Oi, don't give me that shoujo ass smile dammit!