feat. his killing intent

“ryouhei...”

“...”

you puffed your cheeks at the male.

the boys left without warning, leaving haizaki and you alone in the huge dorm (mansion, it's a mansion ;-;). it's been hours since they left and all you've done is stare at the ceiling (bc you're laying on the couch like the lazyass couch potato you are).

you looked from beside you to see haizaki sitting on one of the couches, holding up what seemed like a comic. and for half an hour, you found yourself staring at his face, openly expressing his emotions.

‘he's truly... changed, compared to the first time we met...’

you could only smile as you watched him scrunch his nose, narrow his brows, widen his eyes, and the like.

“can you quit staring.”

haizaki averted his gaze from the comic to you. “oh, so now you're noticing me?” you huffed as you sat up, crossing your arms.

“are you sulking?” haizaki asked as he dropped the comics on his lap and stared at you with a small smile (it's very rare okay, only u can see it ;;). you stayed silent and rolled your eyes, turning away from him (obviously sulking).

“are you seriously sulking?” haizaki let out a chuckle as you rolled your eyes (haizaki sees it as ur way of sulking tho ;-;).

“... well, we rarely talk to each other and spend time anymore, and now you're ignoring me, such a dumbass jerk.” you admitted with a low voice.

haizaki flinched when you suddenly slapped your cheeks. “wait, that sounded cringey, i think i sounded like a jealous girlfriend there...” you muttered as you shook your head.

“... what do you want to do?” haizaki asked as he stood and walked to you. you looked up to him with a frown (now haizaki sees you as a puppy who's been abandoned).

“meh, you won't do it even if i tell you...” you mumbled with a blank face as haizaki sighed, he bent down to your level and flicked your forehead, “hah... fine, i'll do whatever you want to do for the rest of the day.” (well, you would've threatened him if he didn't do as you asked him to ;-;)

you brightened (which struck haizaki's heart) and leaned closer, oblivious to the male's blush.

“promise?” you raised a pinky at him, making him smile at your childish antics. “yes, promise.” haizaki linked your pinkies together (aww haizaki's soft when it comes to you uwu).

“okay, it's hairstyle time!”

haizaki winced and prayed, ‘please let this end peacefully, please let this end peacefully.’

—

“y/n, haizaki, we're home!”

endou yelled as he slammed the door open. the boys blinked when none of the two of you came to greet them.

mansaku sighed, “for some reasons, i don't feel good at this...” hiura and asuto nodded from beside him.

they all walked to the living room only to gasp at the mess. “what's with these strands of hair laying on the floor..?” sakanoue asked as they all looked down.

“wait, these hairs...” goujin trailed off as they all looked up.

yup, they were right.

they were greeted with such a lovely (other whipped boys: NOT) view. there you and haizaki laid, asleep and unaware of the laughs from the boys.

you were holding a scissors and a comb in your hands, your head tilted in an awkward angle as it laid on the backrest of the couch. haizaki was sitting on a smaller chair in front of you, position similar to yours.

they all sighed in relief when they saw that the two of you were pretty much the same.

well, except for haizaki.

they whistled at haizaki's new hair style.

“man, i never thought of haizaki as the bob cut type...” they laughed as they took the chance to take pictures. all is well until suddenly, haizaki fluttered his eyes open.

“what the he** do you think you all are doing?”