I'm going to shoot myself for this, but

[strawberrykaoru]

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So disregarding the fics I still owe people lol what requests, here's another writing meme, this time from karrissarella:
➊ First 10 people to comment will get a free (...do drabbles generally cost anything anyway? o.O) drabble from one of my fandoms. I might do

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The World's Worst Confession [1/1]

[strawberrykaoru]

Homare will admit upfront that he's the jealous type, although he isn't one to visibly show any sort of negative emotion on his face. A smile always makes a day better, and people don't need to know if there's any malicious intent lurking behind his cheery mask.

Whoosh.

The arrow he draws cuts through the still air in the archery range, and it hits the target accurate and true. Homare imagines the target to be Kazuki - simply because he's angry at Kazuki and the President hasn't come by to apologize yet.

To anyone else, it probably isn't a matter to be angry or jealous over, but to Homare, it's a different matter. He grits his teeth, closes his left eye, and draws again.

"Homare?"

He knows this voice by heart, and it doesn't belong to any of the usual members of the archery club. So he opts to release his arrow, hitting the target's bulls-eye again.

It's not like he's mad, really.

"Kazuki."

"Why'd you run off like that, Homare, we weren't done talking."

He can tell the President is a little miffed, bordering frustrated (as he's prone to being when things don't go his way). "It just looked like I wasn't needed there, so I left for club practice."

"If this is about Shirogane, you could've just ignored him."

"That's exactly the problem, Kazuki. It's because it's Shirogane that I can't ign-"

Kazuki turns him around, panicked eyes searching his own. "Homare, don't tell me you like him, I won't stand for that!"

Homare shrugs off his arms, pale pink dusting his cheeks. "Excuse me? You're the one who's on excellent terms with him - where do I fit in, Kazuki?"

Kazuki blinks, comprehension slowing dawning on his face. "Homare, you're...are you jealous?"

"And so what if I am?" He huffs, staring at a spot over Kazuki's shoulder.

Kazuki's laughter echoes in the empty archery range. "Homare, really, Shirogane's just a friend. He's a little more touchy-feely and open than most, but you're the only one for me. Really."

It's almost stubborn the way Homare avoids Kazuki's eyes.

"Really," Kazuki chuckles softly, leaning in closer. "What am I going to do with you?" His lips hover over Homare's cheek, brushing over it with every word he says.

"Stop that, Kazuki." A smile is threatening to break through, and he doesn't want to give Kazuki the satisfaction he wants.

Even if this smile is genuine and happy.