Chapter 47

Mago watches as Harley pulls Wafi out by the kitchen, making the tanned boy giggle. "OW OW OW OW HARLEY STOP!" Harley rolled his head, letting go of Wafi. He instantly went to Kai, cuddling up to him. "Harley pulled my hair, and not in a good way! I need cuddles!" Kai rolled his eyes, hugging Wafi. Mago sneakily snapped a photo, snickering. "Ugh, a couple goals." Yoshi muttered. "I need someone like them."

Mago nudged Wafi. "Did you ask him?" He whispered. Wafi looked up at him, before gasping. "Oh, I totally forgot. Right when he comes out I'll do it!" He says, making Mago laugh. "Do what?" Harley asked. Yoshi's face palmed, rolling his eyes. "Please don't, that isn't funny." "It's not supposed to be. It's a genuine question."

Wafi's reasons for doing things were always so questionable.

Mago laughed, leaning back on Harley's shoulder. The student doesn't push him off, instead moving slightly closer so Mago could be more comfortable. Sweet. Ḧarley, let's be honest here. You totally would refer to us as friends now, right?" Mago asked, tilting his head up to look at Harley. He shrugged the tanned boy off instantly. Ok, not sweet. Yoshi looks up at him. "You don't hate us anymore, that's for sure."

Harley didn't give them a yes or no answer, instead scoffing. "Wow, so I'm just going to assume you agree with us?" Wafi teased. Mago sat up, crossing his legs. He turned his head to Baker, who had a slight redness in his cheeks, his blond hair falling over his face as he looked to the floor. Mago frowned. "Baker, you ok?"

The blond instantly looked up at Mago at his name being called, smiling and nodding his head. The red, fading. "Yeah, of course."

Hisoki walked out of the kitchen, with a platter of bowls, all with delicious fried rice. Mago squeals, leaning off of Harley and going to his knees, grabbing a bowl as Hisoki sat down. "Yay you made it!" He voiced happily.

For the two years that Hisoki and Mago were in communication, only once did the elder actually cook for him. He had made fried rice, only with shrimp. It was so delicious Mago had begged him to make it for him again. However, Hisoki, one day had told him no in a way he will never forget.

The dish is special to me, Mago. Very special. It means a lot to me. If I make it everyday, soon it will mean nothing. I will not allow that to happen.

Hisoki passed out the rest of the bowls and chopsticks. "Mago, are you happy now?" Hisoki teased, but Mago replied honestly, his mouth filled with the brown rice. "Hell yeah! Finally! Took you fucking long enough!" Mago muttered. Kai rolled his eyes. "Let's not choke, ok?" He joked, glancing over at Mago. He rolled his eyes, pointing his wooden chopsticks at the student. "Hey, I'm older than you. You must respect me, or else I'll sell you to a gang." Mago threatened a serious gang. Yoshi squealed. 'Which one? Did you hear about the Blue Rose Gang*? They seem so fucking cool! I would love to be in that gang, have a blue gun, and everything!" Yoshi aimed his chopsticks like a gun, shooting everyone at the circle, stopping at Baker.

"*You're too sweet for this world, he's your chance to run, boy.*" Yoshi said, in a stereotypical cowboy accent. Baker rolled his eyes, silently going back to his food. "So, HIsoki,"Wafi started.

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The food was delicious, better than something Harley had ever tasted before. He had many different types of fried rice before, but not with spam. That seems like such a random combo, fried spam with fried rice, it sounds unhealthy too. But it was delicious. It was something that you would need to try many times. He understood Magoś liking the food.

Harley looked up at Wafi as the boy started talking. But he wasn't the only one. Everyone was staring at the boy, some with more worried looks. They were warning him without saying a word. What was Wafi about to say? "Hisoki, I have a question. And I'm going to be blunt." Wafi said, placing his bowl and complementary chopsticks down. Wafi wasn't just going to the point, rare, especially for him. Hisoki looks up at him, nodding. "Ok, go ahead."

"Did you hook up with someone last night?"

Wait, what? Where did that- this is why Harley never should have left to go to the kitchen. Hisoki does freak out. He doesn't choke on his food or start laughing. He doesn't switch with anyone or stares out into space. The professor answered immediately. "Yes I did."

Harley felt a small pit in his stomach drop, disappointment lingering in the now empty space. He was shocked. He hadn't expected Hisoki to do something like that. But whoever that alter was, well he definitely expected that. He felt like Hisoki cheated them, without even doing so. Harley himself felt cheated. He was hurt, but didn't know why. How could he be hurt by someone hooking up with another person. He wasn't a part of that, was he? He shouldn't care.

But why did he feel sudden jealousy?