Ask Me

Hello, hello! Mimmy here last minute with my Agency entry!!

#SweetHearts

Word count

726

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“So...” Keigo trailed off, looking up from his book, and glancing at Fuyumi, who was sitting at his desk. She turned to him, expecting him to ask about their project. “Is your brother going to prom?” he asked.

Fuyumi tilted her head. “Touya?” She blinked, not quite sure she understood the situation. “I don't know, he hasn't mentioned it, but he rarely talks with Dad around... you know how they both are.” Keigo groaned and flopped onto the bed. “Why do you ask?”

Keigo shrugged. “Curious,” he said after a moment of hesitation, glancing down briefly. “He's been different since he started hanging out with those guys... I barely recognise him anymore.”

Fuyumi leaned forward, her interest in the conversation growing and steering her focus from the project they had to finish by tonight. “Yeah... but he's still Touya. He's just not around the best company right now.” She offered a small smile, trying to get Keigo to stop thinking about it.

Keigo opened his mouth to answer but a voice from the door interrupted him before he could make a sound.

“If you want to know about my life so bad, ask me yourself, Birdbrain.”

Keigo shifted uncomfortably at Touya's sudden arrival, visibly ten as Touya leaned against the doorframe, eyeing him with an intensity that made Fuyumi feel out of place.

Keigo let out a scoff, trying to mask the shaking in his hands. “Are you stalking me now?” he asked, looking at him, his gaze barely lingering on Touya for more than two seconds.

Touya laughed, cold yet somewhat genuine, and Keigo's breath caught in his throat, his face flushing as he watched Touya step further into the room. Touya glanced at Fuyumi briefly. “Out,” he said.

Fuyumi frowned. “This is my room,” she argued.

“Scram.” Touya's tone was dismissive and cold as he turned back to look at Keigo as Fuyumi stood with a sigh and stepped out of the room, noticing two of Touya's friends in the corridor. Geten and Tomura.

Keigo’s gaze drifted nervously from the door to where Touya stood. “You’re acting like you own the place, doesn’t look good on you.” He shifted a bit, not daring to look as Touya stood at the end of the bed, looking down at him.

Touya clicked his tongue. “Are you sure? You look nervous.”

Keigo scoffed, crossing his arms in a weak attempt at looking unfazed. “Yeah, well, maybe I just don’t like being cornered by guys who think they’re all that.”

Touya hummed, stepping even closer, enough that Keigo could smell the faint scent of cigarette smoke clinging to his jacket. “Relax, Birdbrain, I’m not here to shake you down.”

Keigo rolled his eyes. “Oh, good, because I was so worried.” His voice dripped with sarcasm, but the way his fingers twitched against his sleeve gave him away.

Touya smirked. “You should be.” He sat down at the foot of the bed, stretching out like he had all the time in the world, his gaze never leaving Keigo’s.

Keigo finally looked at him, his expression guarded. “Then what do you want?”

Touya was silent for a moment, just watching him, like he was enjoying dragging this out. Then, with a slow smirk, he said, “Go to prom with me.”

Keigo blinked. “What?”

Touya raised an eyebrow. “Was that not clear enough for you?”

Keigo's brain short-circuited. “Are you—wait, are you serious?” He hated how his voice wavered, how his face felt like it was on fire.

“Dead serious,” Touya replied, tilting his head. “But hey, if you’d rather sit around and gossip about me with Fuyumi instead of getting an actual answer, I can leave.”

Keigo gawked at him, mouth opening and closing before he could get any words out. He knew Touya was enjoying this. He could see it in the way he leaned back on his hands, perfectly at ease, watching Keigo squirm.

Keigo swallowed hard, trying to force himself to act like this was no big deal. “Fine,” he said, as nonchalantly as possible. “It’s not like I had other plans.”

Touya snorted, pushing himself up off the bed. “Yeah, yeah, play it cool all you want. I’ll pick you up at eight.”

And with that, he strolled out, leaving Keigo staring after him, heart hammering in his chest, wondering what the hell just happened.