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Come with the beloved couple of the author 8059.

I've been crazy for many years and haven't stopped fantasizing.

If there are any typos, omissions, omissions, or mistakes that are not to the liking of the reader in any way, I apologize here.

Introduction

Gokudera is Tsuna's friend. I myself used to think that he was just a friend like Tsuna.

But now I have to change my mind.

My relationship with Gokudera is like normal friends but only in the facade.

But behind the scenes it's the other way around.

Namimori School's Baseball Field

Hands shield the sun before a baseball is thrown to someone across the field. The spiky black haired boy, Yamamoto, was currently practicing baseball in his club.

His eyes suddenly turned and saw a young man with silver hair.

That's Gokudera. Yamamoto thought to himself.

Two legs, walking and running towards the person in front of him when he finished practicing.

Come to me, is there something wrong?

I....I didn't come to see you, you baseball idiot. I was just walking by.

Goku scurried back and forth.

Come see me?

No, no! I saw that I was tired so I bought some water.

Gokudera handed him a water bottle before Yamamoto took it and opened it to drink.

Thank you, I really understand.

Yamamoto smiled before bringing his face closer.

Thank you, darling. Just a moment and we'll be finished from here.

Yamamoto smiled evilly before the person in front of him retreated and his face turned red like the Thai sun.

//Really, the sun is the same sun as the whole world? Oh...

Hurry up, sir.

Gokudra groaned before standing and waiting with his arms crossed.

Just a little teasing, I don't see the need to be angry at all.

So why are you making me irritated?

Then I'll go change into my school uniform first.

I'm going too...don't want to stand here alone.

Yamamoto smiled before thinking about the incident from yesterday. Gokudera was going to follow him because yesterday Gokudera had been waiting for him. It turned out that he had caught the eyes of many other men in the club and came to flirt with him. Gokudera was so annoyed that he threw firecrackers at him.

Anyway, come on.

Yamamoto smiled before walking away, whistling leisurely.

Why does this guy seem to be in a better mood? Or do you have any plans? Gokudera, who was following behind, was curious but he only thought about it in his heart and followed silently.

It's really hot today, Gokudera.

That's because you're sweating. It's actually warm today.

So?

Yamamoto turned to look.

You're really stupid.

Gokudera said before turning away from Yamamoto.

Haha, I say this all the time.

Well, it's true.

When he arrived, Yamamoto took off his club shirt and put it in his bag to wash at home. while unbuckling his belt to take off his pants He noticed that Gokudera was silently staring at him.

If you stare like this, be careful of your stomach like a fighting fish.

What? Who's looking at you? I'm just looking at the name on your locker, in case you accidentally open someone else's.

Haha, it can't be like that. Each person has their own locker key.

Heck, who would want to look at your hot dogs and eggs?

Oh....Actually, he was staring there at me. Yamamoto thought to himself before smiling back.

Yes, when girls come to watch baseball, they always look at my crotch.

Yamamoto spoke with a hint of truth.

Noi...those girls are really creepy. But will you really look at it?

Your hot dog might be small or short. Or just one tiny egg. Or there may be no eggs at all.

Hey, I'm not disabled, Gokudera. To the point where there are no eggs at all?

Yamamoto sweat dropped at what the person in front of him said.

Then why sweat profusely if it's not true?

Gokudera pointed.

Yamamoto suddenly pushed Gokudera until his back crashed into his locker, causing the silver-haired boy to be caught off guard by the sheer force of the athlete in front of him.

Do you want to see mine?

Yamamoto's mouth curled into a smile.

I said no, no.

Gokudera blushed even more as the person in front of him was just inches away.

What a pity. I'm really going to let Gokudera watch it alone. Don't you care?

Who is going to care about your stuff?

Gokudera shouted before Yamamoto released him.

If you don't want to watch, that's okay. But let me tell you, you'll be shocked.

What else is wrong with you? Hurry and change your shirt.

Don't you want to see it anymore? That my hot dog is really long and has big eggs.

Wow!

The silver-haired boy lost his nerve and decided to stand outside the changing room instead. I hope he's still as annoyed as ever with the worry.

teen

Gets on the nerves of that baseball nut.

It's really cute. Just ran away and waited outside. Yamamoto thought to himself before changing his clothes.

It's because of this that he captured my heart.

End of the story introduction

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After they were finished, they both agreed on whose house they would sleep over tonight. while walking along the path

Gokudera pretended to think about it before speaking.

Go to your house.

Gokudera said while looking at the faces of the people next to him.

Hm...last time you slept at my house.

Well, it's all over now.

So I'll leave it for you. Stop by to buy rice around here. If you want to eat anything, just tell me.

um...

Gokudera took the lead before accidentally taking Yamamoto's hand and leading him to stop at this shop.

half an hour later

Wow, you bought so much stuff, are you going to eat it all? Gokudera

Why are you complaining? You said you were raising this.

Tokudera turned to look. His hand was empty. It's different from Yamamoto, who carries all his things in bulk.

But...it's a bit much. Play until tomorrow's money is gone.

The two walked to Gokudera's apartment. He tapped the key card before the door opened for them to open. The two of them sat down to eat, watch movies, and play games until late into the night. Next thing I know, it's already 11:00 p.m. But tomorrow is a holiday, so no one is in a hurry to sleep. Yamamoto started to limp because he was forced to drink cans of grape beer by Gokudera as his friend.

Haha, you're already confused. My neck is so weak.

Gokudera is the same.

Do you have any more? It's delicious. Haha. Yamamoto, you can go to bed first.

Hm....was he so drunk that his ears were distorted or did the person in front of him really say that? It's been a long time since I've called my name once to try and please him, causing him to feel shaken until he acted incorrectly.

I'm not worried yet. Besides, you drank it all.

Sigh, that's so bad haha.

Gokudera lost control of his mind. He normally doesn't laugh like old people like this. But probably because I drank too much.

Both of Yamamoto's eyes suddenly blurred and he fell asleep on the ground. He didn't know how long, but he could feel that someone was now crushing him. Or is it a ghost? Or that Gokudera's cat slept on him?

Yamamoto slowly regained consciousness before opening his eyes to see Gokudera lying unconscious all over him.

Even hugging him tightly wasn't enough. No more clothes on the whole body.

How can it be like this? It wasn't in this condition before.

Yamamoto was confused but didn't mind much before slowly getting up and carrying the sleeping man to the bed.

Yamamoto tries to put some clothes on. But because of that drink, he started to get really aroused. He had never seen Gokudera like this before and his heart fluttered.

Come on, why do you have to think evil?

....but in the end His good sense disappeared... Yamamoto slowly buried his face in the neck of the person in front of him before caressing his entire body. I can't take it anymore.

The next morning at nine o'clock

Sunlight shone through the glass and dazzled the eyes of the two people lying there. The silver-haired boy woke up to find that he was naked. But there was a pile of clothes next to him. Pick it up and put it in. before seeing Yamamoto lying next to him

What's wrong? You put me on the bed and didn't even put any clothes on, you idiot.

Gokudera was annoyed and secretly pinched the nose of the spiky black-haired boy who was lying down.

Uh huh. Hmm.

Yamamoto was still asleep, but because he couldn't breathe, a sleepy sound came out of his throat.

Gokudera secretly laughed inwardly before smiling.

After a moment, Gokudera scratched his hand at his neck. Why does it hurt and itch like this? Gokudera went to look in the mirror and saw a red mark.

Damn it, what kind of insect is biting it? I guess I need to buy some insecticide to spray the room.

END