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It was past 11:00 at night and you were both hyper off a can of monster and bored out of your minds. The sun was far set yet being inside was one of the last things on your mind. To your knowledge, Chūya owned a skateboard, and woah, no way—he knew how to ride it! Thus, you proposed he teach you how to ride it, and expectedly, the two of you raced down the apartment’s stairwell off to some unnamed spot near the building in which he’d begin “educating” you on how to ride a skateboard.

Chūya knew this had ought to be entertaining, and frankly, it was. Regardless of your laughable inability to balance on the skateboard, you were still a bit difficult to cooperate with. Even after trying to convince you to let go of the wall countless times, you continuously implored him to hold onto you, and to never let go.

“You’re fine, I’ve got you. You can let go of the wall,” he assured you with his hands now holding onto your middle.