#nearingend

The academic year is almost nearing end and we’re gearing up to go into exam season. I finished off my A2 Demo which went rather well I feel - Preparing for which I realized how important it is to understand and to be able to explain how your code runs. I feel, I learned more about my code myself while preparing for the demo. Now that all the assignments are done and over with, we have the final exam to look forward to and review everything we’ve learned over the semester. 

          Nothing to do. How boring. Not even able to eat more chocolate for he has already a slight stomachache ( due to all that fucking chocolate everyone gave him. ), but it's not like he can't work without his sweets--

     "...?" On the floor there lied Near's present, half of the chocolates on that basket were already gone. Mainly because some of them were in his stomach right now and the other's were in the fridge, but now that he glanced over it - his eyes caught something that wasn't of the colors of the chocolate's wrapper.

Ah, the note. He never read it, did he? It's been a week already -- perhaps he'll should probably read it now before he'd forget about it again. He leaned down on his seat, an arm stretching out to the basket to grab the paper.

          Eyes only widened due to of Near's actions, and how the distance between them had shortened. Brows knitted together in a frown, and just when he was about to slap those hands away, he had been pulled down----

          Astonishment, shock, and even fright. Though the latter one was just a moment ago, as his face was pulled closer to the other's, and said emotion had disappeared slowly. The thought claiming with a rather foul language for an explanation was now swirling on his mind---

          Of course he had not see the mistletoe above them, if he had, then he would've avoided standing under him and having Near close. But now it was just too late to change what was done.

          Getting those hands off his face in a rough manner, then pulling away, he wiped his mouth with his hand, that frown only increasing as he glared at the other. All that was done just at the second he found himself liking it.

                      "Don't you dare---... of doing that ever again."

"Hm? Oh, no reason." Although, he seems pretty smug about it.

"No," His voice became a bit stern. "I’m fine." He turned away from the phone to sneeze again, a hand going up to cover his nose.