Hori x Kashima by 喜果

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Hori x Kashima by 喜果
”Luckily so. Though it’d teach you a lesson for being so careless.” Of course, though, he wouldn’t wishit upon her. But surely she could have done something to avoid grabbing right into something that is supposed to snap bones— if only smaller and weaker ones. He let his hand circle in the air a bit, as if to keep it busy, and gave a light shrug. “And that is where you ought to be more careful. Keep that in mind for next time.” For a moment, he was certain that he should have let her hand go earlier— though her statement pulled him out of his thoughts. “I’ll go with you. Otherwise you’ll just end distracted by some girls again.”
She nodded stiffly gaze cast down to the slowly reddening finger. While the shock of the snap had started to die down, the pain only slightly subdued. It was nothing she wasn't used to, but the consistent throbbing proved to be incontinent an annoying at best. (it had absolutely nothing to do with the stinging blur in the corner of her eyes, nope).
She looked up at him from under her eyelashes, head tilting slightly to the side and hand pressing to her chest a little more tightly on instinct. "You plan on placing more traps in my locker?" There was a jesting undertone in her words though, the sincere curiosity (and dread) were not completely masked. Though she softened up at his net words, her body already half turned towards the infirmary. "You don't have to, it wasn't really the girls that distracted me. Though if you want to nurse me back to health I won't object!"
#senpai! wow
Do. Not. Start.
"But you look so dashing!"
Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy- Queen
HORI CHAN SENPAI BY KANAPY
A part of him was certain that it was overdue to hit the breaks on the little hits he landed on Kashima from time to time, and the idea with the trap had been one made in a moment of utter frustration— and one he had been confident would not succeed. It was reckless to think the such in the first place, and the student couldn’t help but feel a tinge of guilt pulling at him. His finger extended, he let her hand rest on his palm and gave a small sigh. “Stop whining,” he began, then gave a small nod. “I doubt it’s broken, but some damage was probably done. Seriously, why would you even touch the trap anyway? Be more careful.”
"I'm sure it's not." When the pressure on the injured digit was relieved, she relaxed her posture again, puling herself to stand upright. The situation was embarrassing to say the least and as the little twist of her mouth joined a the small frown on her forehead, she shrugged. "I was distracted. I wasn't really looking inside the locker when I reached in. I didn't think there'd be a mouse trap." She gave a lopsided little grin before pulling her hand from his. "Ah-- I should have probably gone to the infirmary for an ice pack!"
You should wear your hair like this more often.
Her obviously overdone reaction had him huffing quietly. He did have a tendency to get a bit direct when it came to the club’s ‘prince’, but he wouldn’t go so far as too purposely pour salt into a wound— or in this case, to further injure a possible broken finger. His head tilted lightly at her response, and he carefully grasped the tip of her finger and bent the entire digit a little. “How about this?”
Had the shock not kept her completely grounded to the situation, there'd be a smallbig part of Kashima that'd be overly giddy at the gentleness her idol treated her with. But as it was, she was constantly on guard for any signs of displeasure in form of pain bolting from her finger -- which is probably why her reaction(s) had been overreacted. As the finger was bent, Kashima's whole upper body followed, bending down slowly and as close to the finger as possible. "If it's okay with you, Senpai, I'd rather you not do that again. It hurts."
’ thanks! ah, maybe he’s jealous? '
’ oh, i’ll probably be fine though the art club just needs one of the props as a reference… ‘
"No problem! Huh, jealous? Chiyo-chan, you're so funny.
"Huh, that's strange. Do you mind me asking what reference you need? I mean most of the props are still life..."
The red haired boy turned around to look at his friend as he chuckled “Of course, they would been asking for me~” He run his fingers through his hair “So, what did they want to know?”
"Well..." She tapped the tip of her chin with her index finger, forehead worrying into a frown after a beat of silence. "...one of the girls' friend has a blind date ad she doesn't want to go alone naturally so she asked me if I could accompany her. Pres would kill me if I skip for a faux date so I had to turn her down. She asked me if I could ask you to substitute instead. I know how you get around girls so I told her you'll probably be busy but that I'd run it by you anway."
"Wow~ I had no idea you felt this way! Of course you could just be good with words.. that’s probably how it is. After all you’re calling me ‘princess.’ Say Kashima-kun, do you know my real name?”
--crap.. busted.
A tense, awkward little smile curved her lips as her mind went into overdrive, overturning every little metaphorical nook and drawer in search of a name she could put to the girls face. ryu..rye...ryosomthing crap
"Ahaha, of course I know your name! It just wouldn't do it any justice if I spoke in the middle of the school hallway! Such a waste of a lovely name~ ha--haha."
"Hmm. I did use new conditioner. I was over at Nao-chan’s and she let me use her shower. That must be it! Otherwise it’d never look this good! E-V-E-R ! Kashima-kun, you’re the best. A total savior to all girls everywhere. Keep it up!”
"Now, now Princess, it's not nice to spread lies about yourself! You always look good. Marvellous even! it's just today you shine that much more~"
A sigh escaped him, and he roughly grabbed her by her wrist. The touches that followed, all above her wrist, were gentle and careful, more so as they neared her supposedly wounded finger. He softly tapped a joint, an eyebrow raised. “Does it hurt?”
She let out a little yelp when her writs was grabbed, body immediately freezing in place and face contorting in the pain she expected to follow. Several moments passed before she realised Hori wasn't planning on pulling her wounded finger and she slowly began to ease into his gentle touches, shoulders and muscles relaxing. "Mh~" She began, opening her eyes to peak down at him. "A little, yeah."
"Hehe, you think so? I must be having a good hairday or something.”
"Ah yes, I can see it now! It looks softer too. Did you do something special?
{ shy-flower-prince } started following you
"Hey, Mikoshiba, a few girls asking about you the other day!"
How would I know, as far as I’m concerned you’re a mystery to me.
"Quit squirming and let me have a look at your finger!"
She gulped as she stiffened, forcing herself not to move when she removed her hurting hand from the cradling embrace of her chest. Extending it towards Hori, she kept a tight hold of her wrist, eyes closed and only ever so often peaking to see what the shorter man was doing.
{ gisxi } started following you
"Hello Princess, you're looking exceptionally lovely today~"