hello my beloved..... kiss number 8 for chigiri and anyone you choose <333
HI DEE <33 gonna go with barou bc they are my favourite blue lock friendship actually #mytruth
8. a platonic kiss + chigiri & barou
Chigiri pouts at the aggressive tone, looking up from where he was laying on his stomach, limbs sprawled out everywhere on his bed. Barou is folding laundry on the bed across from him. “I can’t find my hair tie.”
“It was my last one.” He sighs in misery. “And I can’t buy new ones because we’re stuck here.”
“It’s everyone’s problem,” he laments.
“You probably left it in the bathroom or something. This is why I’m always telling you and that lazy bum to be more organised. Stop bothering me.” He stands up then, coming over and slamming Chigiri’s folded laundry on his mattress.
Chigiri squints, reaching up and grabbing Barou’s wrist before he can walk away. There’s a familiar maroon hair tie around his wrist. “Hey, this is mine!”
Barou glares at him. “I found it in the locker room.”
“And you just took it? You don’t even tie up your own hair.” Chigiri sits up, smiling. “You took it for me! I knew you cared!”
He yelps when Barou makes a mad slap towards him, ducking under the attack. “Just take your stupid things already!”
Chigiri bursts out laughing as he pulls his hair tie from Barou’s wrist. Before he can go, he pushes himself up on his knees, planting a kiss on Barou’s cheek. “Mwah, thank you!”
To his surprise, Barou doesn’t explode at him. “Whatever,” he grunts, pushing Chigiri’s head and causing him to fall over with a shriek. “Don’t lose it again, ya hear me?!”
“Yes, sir,” he mutters, rolling his eyes.
p.s. look at them. very important
