#OO3 - Invitation

Today, you stretched your limbs as you celebrate the fact you finished up work early. Maybe you would invite Ohma over to laze around with you for the rest of the day if you ran into him.

You crossed the road and entered the convenience store. You bought both your favorite snacks and drinks and new ones you hadn't tried before, in the hopes that Ohma would like it. That is if you ran into him.

You checked out and left to wait for the bus outside only to be greeted by a tall and muscular figure next to a skinny short one.

"Oh, hey you two." You said to them both. They seemed to have noticed you first but you beat them to the greeting.

"L/N, nice to see you today." Kazuo greeted you. Ohma nodded. "Could we- uh..perhaps talk to you about something?" He added nervously.

You shrugged. "Sure. You guys wanna come over to my place? I was going to invite Ohma over anyway." You give them a smile. Kazuo was going to decline and propose something else, but Ohma cut him off.

"Kazuo Yamashita, we will visit L/N F/N's home." He said, so sternly that Kazuo had given up on whatever he had tried to say or do. "Y-Yes...We will."

The chatter the three of you had made time pass by fast enough for the small and cramped bus to make its arrival by the time Kazuo's hope was crushed. The three of you board, with Ohma standing up, You and Kazuo sat on the seats.

The space was cramped. It's pretty loose at night, but in the late afternoons it's filled with passengers.

You were looking out the window in boredom, when you heard silent squeals. You turned your head to see two high school girls, squealing in excitement. Ohma was stood in the middle between two seats, in the hall of the bus. They were seated on his left.

This made you laugh. They were obviously reacting this way because they'd seen Ohma.

You glanced at the girls, then Ohma, then the girls, then back at Ohma's face.

Honestly, he indeed was handsome. And you never really noticed this before. He has some sort of weird charm to him. Wait. What are you on about? You're probably just tired from work.

You arrived at your stop. The three of you paid, then got off the bus.

"You live quite nearby, L/N." Kazuo said."Yep, I do. Also, you can just call me by my first name. Especially you, Ohma." You shot him a nasty look. He returnef the expression with a confused look on his face, but remaining silent.

You arrived, welcoming them to your home. You threw your keys on the table, your uniform blazer on the couch, and rushed to the kitchen for a cup of coffee. "Make yourselves feel at home. Kazuo, if you want coffee you can join me right now." "Oh no need, Y/N. I've already had my cup for the day." He chuckled. You returned it with a smile. "Alright. You, Ohma?" You asked. He simply shook his head.

With a cup of coffee and a cigarette, you sat down on the table. "So, whats up? By the way, help yourself to the snacks on the table." You offered, and so they did. Ohma did, at least.

"Well Y/N, would you perhaps be, uh, interested in cheering Ohma on tomorrow? It'll be his first kengan match." He asked, his voice breaking a little.

Right, you forgot about all that nonsense. You blew out a stream of smoke.

"I dunno...I don't want to see Ohma getting beat up. I smoke, you know. I'll probably die from getting a heart attack just by watching him." You said.

"I'm not going to get beat up." Ohma expressed a cocky yet amused smirk.

You stare at him in disappointment. "It's a fight. You're going to receive and give punches. I don't want to see you getting hurt." You said to him."So you won't cheer me on?" He sarcastically replied. You wanted to mop the floor with his face so badly.

"Fine, whatever, i'll go. I'll ask for a day off." You sighed. Kazuo's face looked both happy and worried.

"Wonderful, Y/N." He remarked. "Oh, I shouldn't stay too long. I'll go now. I have my own home to take care of as well." He chuckled. You assumed Ohma would follow, but he stayed snacking on the couch even after Kazuo had closed the door to leave.

"You're not going home?""No.""Alrighty then."

You brought your mug to the sink and joined him on the couch. You enjoyed your smoke while beginning to watch random videos on youtube on your TV.

"Ohma, you want?" You slightly propped up your hand that held your own lit cigarette. "Just one." He replied. You grinned. You crawled your way over to him on the couch.

You propped yourself over his lap, with your left leg next to his right and your right leg next to his left. He looked confused. You took one smoke and his expression quickly turned into surprise when you pushed your own cigarette onto his lips.

You cackled to yourself, letting yourself down to rest on his lap."HAHAH, I bet you didn't expect that! Did I make you blush? Did I fluster you? Oooohhh~" You teased him. He looked unphased.

He blew out his last smoke before speaking.

"It didn't. It was just surprising.""Tsk, youre boring. Gimme that."

You got off his lap and laid down on the rest of the unoccupied parts of your couch. Your head was supported by Ohma's right thigh.

"Get off. Your head is heavy.""Shut up, it's not easy being so smart."The two of you bickered every now and then whilst watching TV.

"Ohma." You called out to him."What?" He replied. He looked down to see your face. Your head remained resting on his thigh."Your hair looks good." You complimented him. He looked away from you, silence filled the air.

......

"Can I touch your hai-""No.""I hope you lose your kengan match tomorrow."

It's been a while since you were able to act this childish and carefree with someone tolerating it.