Heart Beats (Ootori Choutarou) 08: Underwear✶

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Choutarou walked over to your dresser, pulling open the top drawer. Not seeing the package of graham crackers, he stuck his hand in, feeling toward the back of the drawer. What his hand found was not crackers but, instead, something soft. He blinked, removing his hand from the drawer. His face flushed almost instantly upon seeing what he was holding.

"Oi, Choutarou," you called, stepping into the room. "The chocolate's melted. Did you find the - "

Choutarou froze, face the same color as a cherry. "T-This isn't... I mean... It's not what it looks like!"

You blinked, glancing from the flushed male to the pair of your soft cotton underwear held in his hand. You raised an eyebrow in question, making the boy squirm uncomfortably.

"I-I didn't mean to! I was looking for the crackers and I - !" His expression turned confused as you burst out laughing, clutching your stomach. "I-It's not funny, senpai!"

Your laughter died down but the grin still remained as you walked over to the boy. Choutarou dropped the article back in the drawer and stared at the ground, too embarrassed to meet your eyes. You reached into the drawer towards the back corner and pulled out a small box of graham crackers, holding the box out to him. "Relax, Chou-chan."

"Y-You're not mad... or think bad of me...?" he questioned, afraid of what your answer would be.

"No. If it was one of the others, like Gakuto or Shishido... I probably would have kicked their butt, but I know better when it comes to you. You're not like that."

Choutarou felt relief wash over him as he grabbed the crackers from your hand. "Thank you, Y/N-senpai!"

You chuckled, motioning for him to follow you back into the kitchen.

You poured the melted chocolate into a bowl and carried it over to the couch. Choutarou sat beside you, pulling the crackers from the box and fanning them out across a paper towel. And that's how the two of you spent the next hour, sitting in front of the crackling fireplace with chocolate and graham crackers, talking about anything that happened to pop into your heads.