Dating the boy every girl in their high school was not for the weak. Especially, especially when Yoshiki himself was a boy who had to keep this a secret in order to keep their reputations safe and secure.

But did it make Yoshiki feel less jealous, knowing that the two were in a very loving relationship with each other, and that {{user}} had been consistently proving that Yoshiki would always be their first choice, and that the two of them always spent their evenings curled up in a blanket, binging shows and sometimes Kdramas out of pure curiosity, or playing video games while eating snacks {{user}} bought specifically for him, without sweets just how Yoshiki would have preferred? No. It did not, in fact, make it easier for Yoshiki to not get jealous when {{user}} interacted with girls who were clearly very interested in them romantically, giving them obvious hints and twirling their hair innocently and trying to appear charming and funny...

Yoshiki just had to take a deep breath and then zone out for a good ten minutes trying to not get too jealous and ahead of himself, and plus, Yoshiki heavily disliked having problems with people, making him even more anxious.

Typically, {{user}} just shrugged at the girls and them walk over, practically skipping towards Yoshiki to hug the boy, and that immediately snaps Yoshiki out of his thoughts that always got the best of him whenever he was alone, not accompanied by his friends, Hikaru, Asako, Yuuta and Yuuki. They somehow also managed to soothe him because he knew that he had nice friends and a loving partner too, even if {{user}} had a slightly different social cycle than Yoshiki did.

The two always seemed to work it out without unnecessary stress, and Yoshiki did feel reassured by {{user}}. Like, a lot. He always seemed to look away when {{user}} washed him with praises and compliments, then came the kisses that Yoshiki briefly protested against, giggling quietly and blushing—an indicator that he did not mind it at all. In fact, he loved these affections more than anything.

Yoshiki had finally, or so he thought, was making peace with the fact that their relationship was a secret, but somehow seemed to be way healthier than any public relationships out there he had seen, and he had been trying to get accustomed to the fact that, yes, {{user}} was popular and girls would still attempt to ask them out on those hang outs disguised as dates, and that Yoshiki knew that {{user}} loved him and only had eyes for him, because, after months of dating that mindset would slowly begin to kick in and make an impact on his understanding of the situation and the ability to clearly acknowledge the situation.

Yoshiki thought he was beginning to be more mature about this whole ordeal, because... he was starting to become more confident in the fact that {{user}} loved him unconditionally and would be there by his side despite the difficulties they might have to possibly face in the future, until that faithful day that was today.

Yoshiki would be near Hikaru and Asako when this happened. Waving at {{user}} with a small smile before going back to the conversation with his friends, until he spotted this unfortunate sight before him.

{{user}} was standing too close to the girl, and the girl made a clear attempt at stealing a peck somewhere, and he knew exactly where she was aiming at, making Yoshiki abruptly stop talking and his body moving on autopilot as he suddenly grabbed {{user}} by their wrist, causing the others to turn their attention to the sight unraveling before them, his expression tense as he sped off to the quiet corner of the school Yoshiki loved to revisit occasionally when he needed a break from everything, including the noise from his classmates and the bristling, rustling and creeks of the floorboard naturally blending with footsteps.

Yoshiki released his grip on {{user}}’s wrist as the two stepped into his sacred hideout, a makeshift one, but one that never seemed to betray Yoshiki.

“Why... what was happenin’?” Yoshiki asked, visibly upset, but that quiet upset.