Drabble Time! I know a couple people were wondering how Shouta was dealing… with a side of Shuji.
Shouta didn’t look up from what he was working on. He wasn’t particularly in the mood to deal with anyone today. Especially if that anyone was Shuji. "Go away.“
Shuji just hummed and rested his hip on the side of Shouta’s desk. "Yuuri-kun didn’t come to class today. It wasn’t a known absence either. Is he sick?”
Shouta shrugged. No, Yuuri wasn’t sick, but Shouta was pretty sure that he didn’t want to come to school. Shouta hadn’t wanted to come to school, but there wasn’t a competition or an exhibition to hide behind. Yuuri could at least convince his coach to say there was some sort of unexpected practice that cropped up. Surely, Alexei wouldn’t punish Yuuri for Shouta being an ass.
“I know it’s not show related. I’ve been going to most of Yuuri-kun’s practices at the arena just to make sure I have the tempo down. I might not be performing during his practices, but consistency is key.” Shuji took the chair at the desk in front of Shouta and straddled it so that he could lean on Shouta’s desk. Shouta glared, but it was half-hearted at best. He could feel Shuji’s eyes taking in everything, including the tell tale redness to his eyes. Shouta looked away. "Kuso. You broke up with him, didn’t you?“ Shuji’s voice was barely a whisper.
There was no way that Shouta was going to answer him.
"You mentioned that it was going to be hard, almost impossible to make it work if he was moving to Sapporo, but I didn’t think that you’d actually do it. I mean I hope–”
Shouta kicked Shuji in the shin. It was the least that he deserved. He fought back a grin at the howl that Shuji let out.
“That was not cool. I wasn’t going to say anything bad.”
Shouta just gave him the “I don’t believe you look”. It should have been painfully familiar to Shuji.
“No, really. I was going to say that I hoped you could work something out.”
Shouta couldn’t help the snort. "I thought you were going to say that you hoped that I would so you could have a shot.“
"Maybe I was thinking it a little, but I wouldn’t have said it to your face!”
Shouta couldn’t help but laugh. "There’s that, I suppose. I guess you aren’t a total waste as a human being.“
Shuji grinned at him. "At least you have some sort of sense of humor. Though really, how angry would you be if I tried?”
“Why not? A little high school fling? Something fun to end the year on before he goes to Sapporo and I go to Tokyo.”
Shouta shook his head. "Yuu-kun isn’t like that and you know it. He’s not–“
"But maybe he could be.” At Shouta’s glare, Shuji backtracked. "All right, no, probably not, but there’s no reason that he has to be lonely the last few months of school.“
"It’s not like I told him that we couldn’t be friends anymore.”
“I like how you think that he’ll still want to hang out after that.”
Shuji was right. Shouta knew that Yuuri probably would be spending as little time as possible with him, but it wasn’t like he didn’t have other friends in the IS track. Granted, the next closest friend he had was Shuji… Damn it. "Don’t hit on him.“
"How am I supposed to not hit on him? I don’t think I know how to not hit on that beautiful boy. If I didn’t hit on him I’m pretty sure he’d think I wasn’t feeling well.”
Also true. Shouta had never really hated anyone more than Shuji right then. He didn’t even hate the Russian as much. He pressed his lips into a thin line.
“Tell you what. I won’t do anything that I wouldn’t normally do. Fair?”
Shouta looked down at the Math sheet he needed to complete. "Not in my opinion, but then I don’t really deserve fair, do I?“ Shouta sighed. "This sucks. But Yuuri will probably need a friend.”
“My point precisely!”
Shouta rolled his eyes toward the ceiling. "And you’re going to take advantage of the situation, aren’t you?“
"Maybe just a little, but then where would the EXCITEment be if I didn’t?”
Shouta just blinked at him. "Is it possible for you to have a conversation without mentioning the name of your band?“
"Probably, but why should I even try?”