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[text] Are you safe?

[text] Are you home?

[text] Are you hurt?

[text] What’s happened?

[text] Please text back

[text] Where are you?

[text] Why are you in the hospital?

[text] Why didn’t you tell me sooner?

[text] Come back

[text] Stay with me

[text] I can’t feel my legs

[text] Are you sure?

[text] I feel sick

[text] Please come over

[text] I need you

[text] I need you to listen

[text] I need to look after you

[text] It’s urgent

[text] Help me, please

[text] You’re not listening! This is important!

[text] Please be careful

[text] Stop showing off, you’re not impressing anyone

[text] You worry me so much sometimes.

[text] I’ll wait for you to get back

[text] Please wait for me

[text] I don’t want to live without you

[text] I don’t know what to do

[text] Don’t touch anything

[text] I’ll be there right away

[text] What do you mean?

Quickly Kise threw himself back into the flow of things and greeted the other with a smile, "What can I do for you today?"

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"Woah, when did you get that?"

"Who did this to you?"

"How many time have I told you to be more careful?"

"You’re saying this was an accident?"

"What a shiner!"

"If you look like this, I’d hate to see the other guy."

"I’m not buying it, you don’t walk into a door and get a bruise like that!"

"Does it hurt when I touch it?"

"Let me kiss it better."

"If you don’t rest, you won’t heal."

"Another fight?"

"What happened to your face?"

"I don’t think your arm is meant to bend like that…"

"Let’s get you to bed."

"Let’s get you to the hospital."

"Why are you so calm about this?"

"You’re bleeding!"

"What are friends for, ey?"

"So, instead of helping you, they ran off the moment they saw what was happening?"

"You need to look where you’re going."

"I’m not accusing anyone, I’m just saying it looks suspicious."

"Do you want to tell me what really happened?"

"Don’t move! You’ll faint!"

"I’ve got some bandages, wait a sec."

"You’re the clumsiest person I know."

"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."

"How could you be so careless?"

"I can’t even look at you, you promised not to get into any more fights!"

Guew sighs, finally able to catch her breath. She stood up straight and pets the dog, causing him to wag his tail with delight knowing fully well he was forgiven.

"I’m not," he grumbled, raising the shoulder with his gym bag slung over it and gesturing to the clothes he was wearing, Seirin jacket and basketball shorts and all, his uniform right underneath. "We had a practice game. I was looking for a place to play around here, but I ended up here. You’d think they’d put a court somewhere around here." That would make a lot more sense than all of this. He watched as the photographer went over to talk to some other people, others scattering around and rearranging the couch and discussing whether or not to move it. Something about natural lighting. 

A nod indicated that Kise was listening, but eyes traveled over his friend examining his clothes. Kagami almost looked out of place, contrasting in his uniform jacket and sports shorts against the more casual form of Kise's outfit. The blond was sporting a salmon colored shirt accompanied by a light grey sleeveless jacket that perfectly complemented his look. The tail end of an orange belt peeked out from the bottom hem of his shirt hanging carelessly to the side. The belt merely there for show seeing as his black slacks had no problem staying up on their own. "This is one of Tokyo's finest parks-- well, one of it's largest at least." The gymnasium had a basketball court, but that was on the complete opposite side of the park... And it was more of an arena.

What was that look he had just received? A smirk. Wait-- eyebrows furrowed and Kise took a tiny step back when Kagami's hand inched toward his face, "It makes my lash-line look fuller." He claimed in defense as the makeup artist made her own noise of protest. Soon she was summoned away by the photographer and Kise rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "How'd the practice match go?" He was sure that Kurokocchi's passes were as amazing as ever.

While Kise pestered Kagami with small talk, his photographer had an idea in mind. Grouped over with the stylists he quietly gave commands to have "Kise's red-headed friend" made up for a few shots. Expert eyes skimmed Kagami's form from afar and annualized his size, determining what they could put him in. The team got to work gathering an attire and signaled the photographer when they were ready. Putting on his most charming grin, the photographer approached the two basketball players ready to pitch a deal to Kagami. He spoke with his hands and paid close attention to every single one of Kagami's reactions.