#ntstru

of course, teru had no idea what was in store for him. he had never really interacted with natsuhiko outside of school, just passing glances and quick hellos. for someone to ask him out so directly, isn’t new to him; what was new was how quick teru found himself agreeing to it. usually, teru would always come up with excuses as to why he couldn’t go, but this time it was different. admittedly, teru could feel excitement bubbling up within him.

thing was, he had no idea natsuhiko drove a fucking motorcycle. minamoto had never rode on one, he was always somewhat a sheltered child. this made him even more excited about going out with natsuhiko, who never told him where they were actually going still. whenever asked, natsuhiko would smile and say ‘you’ll see’. 

for whatever reason, natsuhiko made him feel so childish. hugging him by the waist at the back of his bike filled teru with such glee, it was slightly embarrassing for him; it didn’t help that natsuhiko poked fun at him for holding on so tightly either.

“natsuhiko, when did you learn to drive a bike like this?” teru pressed his cheek onto natsuhiko’s shoulders, noting the fact natsuhiko had a strong scent of cheap cologne and candy. 

“hmm...maybe when i was 15” natsuhiko hummed, smugness laced in his voice. teru could tell he took pride in learning to ride at such a young age, which made him laugh lightly. the conversation died back down to comfortable silence. normally, teru would never allow himself to be so relaxed and close to someone he was unfamiliar with, but natsuhiko had a aura to him. it was like anyone who talked to him could feel at ease with him, truthfully teru was jealous of that.

after another twenty minutes of driving, natsuhiko finally slowed down and parked near a building with a weirdly shaped red rooftop. teru didn’t recognize this place, must’ve been another thing he was missing out on.

“you can let go now, you know” natsu teased, smirking when the realization hit teru’s face, that he was still holding onto him. teru quickly pushed himself off the bike and handed the white helmet back to natsuhiko, his helmet that he insisted teru wore. teru smiled awkwardly while rubbing the back of his neck; causing natsu to lightly punch him in the arm telling him to lighten up.

“so, where are we?” this comment made natsuhiko stop dead in his tracks, he turned over to minamoto with a confused look on his face, that then turned into him holding back a laugh.

“you...you don’t know what mcdonalds is?” teru nodded, natsuhiko was in disbhelief. he had a feeling teru was pretty disconnected with the outside world (from what akane had told him), but this was just ridiculous. natsuhiko shook his head and told him to follow, he was going to show him the wonders of the mcflurry.

“isn’t this just icecream-”

“just eat it.”

“but its-”

“eat it.”

“natsu-” natsuhiko shoved the black spoon into teru’s mouth. he watched his dumbfounded slowly shift into a look of delight. natsuhiko could practically see teru’s eyes dilate and hearts form in his pupils; natsuhiko sighed, he really was a child.

“is it good?” teru nodded, taking the spoon out of natsu’s hands and eating it himself. it was so sweet he never had anything like this before. whenever minamoto tried anything new, he had the habit of unintentionally reverting back into a child. with each bite, teru hummed to himself. he hadn’t even noticed natsuhiko’s stare at him.

“hey minamoto” teru didn’t bother to look up at the mention of his name, to busy enjoying the treat natsuhiko had bought him. natsu sighed and leaned over the table. his hand cupped teru’s cheek, which made him freeze for a moment. natsuhiko gently rubbed the excess icecream off the sides of teru’s lips with his thumb. teru looked up at natsuhiko with a curious gaze, heart slightly fluttering.

“you eat like a baby” natsuhiko smiled, sitting back down; not before licking his thumb clean. “you taste sweet, minamoto” natsuhiko laughed, mostly ad teru’s reaction; which was just his face slowly turning red with a dumbfounded expression. 

teru put down the spoon, smiling into his cup. he could feel his heart racing with excitement, nobody has ever been this direct with him. and even if they have, minamoto has never felt this excited about something so small and cheesy. natsuhiko’s laughter died down when he felt a cool hand pressed against his cheek, teru’s hand.

“...your hands feel dead” natsuhiko commented thoughtlessly, he had no idea what to think, what the hell was minamoto gonna do? teru hummed in response, leaning in to press his lips onto the others cheek. after, teru went back to eating his mcflurry in peace. natsuhiko didn’t react, what the hell was he supposed to say???? before he could ask, teru snorted. 

“you wanted to kiss me right? usually people ask”

© natsuteru. <3