Chapter 61

Kai sat back down in his seat, after turning in his quiz. "So, curious. WHat do you think your grade would be if you actually did this class?" Kai asked, looking down at Mago's phone. He was typing bullet points on something. Mago turns off his phone so that Kai couldn't see. "Well, when I actually did Hisoki's class, I failed my first semester." Mago answered. He placed his phone on the table, face down.

Kai laughed, nudging Mago lightly. "No way, really? You just failed this semester? How? What happened after?" Mago rolled his eyes at Kai's amusement, sitting up. "I was too focused on Hisoki instead of what he was saying. So, when we accidentally kiss-``''You guys accidentally kissed?" Yoshi asked, suddenly interested. Mago turned to the boy, rolling his eyes. "Like an accidental kiss. You should know what I'm talking about, you read bl manga." Mago muttered, crossing his arms.

"Damn, you just got shaded." Wafi, walking up to them. He sat on Baker's desk, the blond looking up. Wafi had on his yellow and navy vest, with his normal trousers on. However, over the vest was a yellow and black Nike windbreaker. His face had a small hello kitty bandage on his chin, probably from doing something stubid. His hair was a pale brown, almost the color of his skin. He looked like a ghost, with sand colored eyes. His lips were thin and pale as well. He kicked his legs out, a hand leaning on the table.

Kai stared at him for a minute, just looking at the small details on his face. The dimple on the left side of his cheek, the redness on his nose. Wafi looked back at him, smiling. "Are you two going to kiss or what?" Mago asked, crossing his arms. Kai turned around to look at him, rolling his eyes. "Mago, can you come here real quick?" Hisoki asked from his desk. "Ooooohhhh you in trouble…" Yoshi immaturely teased, as Mago stood from his seat. Kai placed a hand over Yoshi's mouth, stopping him from saying anything else. Mago walked over to Hisoki's desk, leaning on it lightly.

Wafi leaned into the circle. "So, it's either something really bad, or something really good." Wafi whispered. Yoshi shrugged Kai away, scooting closer. "It can't be good." Yoshi gossiped. Kai rolled his eyes, 'sitting back. "Should we really be doing this? It's not nice to talk about people." Baker mumbled. Wafi stood up from Baker's desk, brushing off his jacket. "Our little muffin is right. We shouldn't be gossiping about our little Mago. Har-Har-Sugar-Pumpkin -Hunny!"Harley looked up at the nickname, rolling his eyes.

It seemed only Kai could see the short glimpse of a smile on his lips.

"You keep calling me that." Harley muttered, which made Wafi giddy. "I know, you love it don't you? Come here." Wafi giggled, making grabby hands towards Harley. The noirette sighed, shaking his head as he stood. He walked over to the group, making sure not to get too close to Wafi or else the boy would latch onto him. He looked at Yoshi and gasped. "I have something for you." Harley said quickly.

Yoshi tilted his head, confusion prominent on his face. Baker sat up in his chair, allowing to see what Harley was doing. The boy scrambled through his backpack, before pulling out a daisy flower, a turtle, and a fox. He cradled them in his hands, before dropping them onto Baker's desk. Yoshi squealed, grabbing the turtle plushie instantly. Kai looked up at him and smiled. "How did you know he was into stuffed animals?" Kai questioned. Harley lightly shrugged. "I had some on my bed, and when he saw them he fell in love with the turtle." He picked up the flower and fox, giving the flower to Baker and the form to Wafi.

"I thought these fit you guys."Wafi clinged onto it immediately, hugging and snuggling with the stuffed animal. Baker had the exact opposite reaction, staring at the flower with wonder. Harley frowned at Baker's reaction. "Do you not like it? I can get you something-"

"I love it.."

Harley smiled and nodded. Kai reaches over to pet the bunny's fur coating. It was soft, and very fluffy. "It fits you perfectly." Mago voiced, walking over to the group once again. He had a soft smile on his face as he looked down at the bunny. "What did Hisoki want to talk about?" Yoshi asked curiously, however Mago just shrugged it off. "Nothing that important, just about adult things." He teased.

Harley rolled his eyes, scooting a chair to sit next to Kai. "You should go keep those on your desks. They can be your little desk pet. I used to have one in kindergarten." Mago prompted, leaning on Wafi's shoulder. Yoshi, who hadn't looked up from his plush, smiled. "Yeah, that will be cool!" Yoshi placed him on his desk, Baker doing the same. Kai's face palmed. "You guys are acting like giddy children. It's… not ok." Kai said, laughing in between their sentences.

Though they seemed happy, which made everything ok.

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Mago hated cleaning. It was the one thing he couldn't do. Cleaning a mess was irritating, and made him want to jump off a roof. No matter how many times he looked, the mess would still be there.

He had invited Kai and Harley to eat at his place. And though the group had helped him clean up, they had a curfew. So, Mago was stuck with the rest of the mess.

They owe him ice cream.

Mago rubbed his face with his hands, before glancing at the mess. Still there. "Fuck me." He muttered, before going towards the kitchen, where most of the mess was. It was just dishes that he had to clean, but dishes were the worst part! Why can't Japanese apartments come with a dishwasher? It would make everything a lot easier.

Mago's phone rang from the living room, making the now red head scramble to get it. Any distraction from the hell borne mess in the kitchen was a good distraction. Soki <3. Mago smiled at the contact name. He hadn't changed it from when they were dating. He had never gotten to it. Mago swiped the green answer button, placing it onto his ear.

"Sup, loser." Mago answered, flopping onto the couch. It took him a second to hear it, soft…. Sobbing…? "Ma- mago…" Hisoki sobbed through the phone, his voice muffled. Mago froze. "Hisoki? Hisoki, where are you?" Mago asked tensely. He quickly stood up, running to grab his shoes and keys. There was a short sniffling before the boy answered. "N-no….." He mumbled, only crying harder. Mago's breath stilled at the others' words, standing halfway down the stairwell, his breath stilled.

If it wasn't Hisoki, who was he on the phone with?