Disclaimer: Sekaiichi Hatsukoi does not belong to me.
PS: Damn, I've missed writing fanfiction!

Tiny black paws, little pink nose, pointy ears.

Brown messy hair, flushed cheeks, pouty snoring mouth.

Saga was enjoying his view, leaning against the cold leather that was his desk chair. He had placed himself by the window, feet resting on his desk, taking in the nice display that was in front of him.

Sorata, the kitten had nestled itself next to Oda's face, sharing his pillow with him. The sound of Sorata's purring mixing with Oda's light snoring was music to the young man's ears.

The kitten had gotten used to Oda over the last few weeks, and before he knew it, the cat would be more likely to cuddle with Oda than with him.
He was a bit jealous, jealous that the cat got to cuddle more with Oda that day than he did.

The young man enjoyed these moments of pure silence, when nothing was hectic, a relaxed atmosphere.
He had gotten so used to his parents fighting, doors that got slammed, dishes that were thrown aggressively down the sink.

Oda had asked him to help study for his upcoming math exam. While Oda was considered a force to be reckoned with when it came to English and history, his mathematical skills didn't compare to Saga's.

They met at the park next to the school building and found their usual table. The library was never crowded, but Saga had noticed staring and whispering from the other students who usually spent their time at the library. People had gotten suspicious why this introverted senior was hanging out with this kohai.

He didn't care, and then again he did.
He was still a teenager, no teenager has nothing they're not embarrassed by. Saga often felt self-conscious of his lanky figure, wishing he was more muscular. He didn't like that in the last three years he had to buy new clothes all the time, he would never stop growing he thought.

After studying algebra, which felt like forever, Saga asked Ritsu if he wanted to go home with him so they 'could watch a movie', (they could still look at the TV and have fun). He found courage in knowing that Oda would always say yes. The first time he asked him if he wanted to, he wasn't rejected.
When he asked if they 'could do it?' he wasn't pushed away. He never felt insecure when it came to Oda's answers.

They had the house for themselves, as usual. His mother was in Osaka on a business trip, and he had no idea where his father was.

He looked away from Oda and the kitten and stared out of the window, searching for life outside. There were some feral cats (if he could he would adopt them all), some cars that drove down the street and a man walking his dog late at night.
The street lights were reflecting in the rain puddles by the pavements.

It had been a long time since Saga felt this content, he felt courage.
His parents weren't the kinds that would say that they were proud of him.
The young man never got any 'Good Morning, slept well?' 'I packed you your lunch'. 'Have a nice day'. 'Welcome home'.
No, 'I love you son'.

But when it came to this guy sleeping in his bed these days;
'I waited for you Saga-Sempai', 'Can you help me Saga-Sempai?', 'I'm sorry Saga-Sempai'.
'I love you Saga-Sempai'.

He felt it in his chest, that swelling feeling. His heart growing in size, his palms sweating, his cheeks blushing, his pants tightening.

He was loved and he loved back.

The young man walked back to his bed, placing himself on the other side of the bed. He wanted to remove the tiny kitten, wrap his arms around Ritsu, but he let the sleeping ones be content in their dreams, thinking;

'Come and catch me Ritsu, I'm falling'.

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