Requested by: MiddleEarth111

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It was yet another lazy weekend with the twins, nothing worth doing except hanging out together.

Your head rested against Smiley's lap as he leaned against the side of the bed, Angry being bored enough to just let his arms dangle to the floor.

Angry gently dozed off on his stomach, the sound of his soft snores filling in the silence. Smiley kept sighing, apparently too bored to even grin.

He felt you shift your head in his lap as you turned and looked at him, him only tilting his head slightly at your actions. You only stared at him though, not minding his confused face.

"Hey (Y/N), if you keep staring at me like that, I might think you have a crush on me, you know!" he spoke mischievously, his grin once again appearing on his features.

You only blinked at him once, poking his cheeks with a finger. You wondered how he perceived you as... Just a friend or more than that?

He was never clear with his intentions, always saying shit and being too blunt. Well, it's kind of nice seeing him play the game to which both of you have been playing for a while now.

"You've got soft cheeks, baby boy." you muttered, his face slightly tinting red as you did so.

He looked away as he leaned a bit further from your touch, grinning his flusteredness away.

He too, never gave any second thoughts about your usual comments, waving it off as something a friend would say.

Well, would a friend joke about their feelings for you? Probably. Probably not.

"Aw, shucks, you really do have a crush on me, huh?" he asked, trying hard not to let you know how embarrassed he's getting.

"What if I do?" you mumbled, barely coherent to others but sounding as clear as day to him.

He turned redder, his only response being his nervous chuckle. His breath caught in his throat as he tried again and again to process what you just said.

"Just kidding."

He deadpanned, his hopes of dating her ruined just because of one stupid comeback.

He liked her, no, maybe more than that. And there's no other way for him to know if she felt the same. Except for shamelessly asking if she liked him, of course.

Well, she always told him to just ask. And he always does.

"You're too hard on my brother (Y/N)-chan." Angry mused, yawning as he turned on his back now.

You giggled at the younger one, the older one being too preoccupied with his thoughts to even listen in on the conversation.

"With all the asking Smiley does everyday, his crush on you becomes more obvious." Angry added.

You only smiled at this, the thoughts of the  orange-haired male being infatuated with you being pushed to the back of your mind.

There was no way. He was just teasing, nothing more. Teasing was always a part of your daily life, and it was apparently a part of his too.

The younger one though, being the only one who gets to notice everything going on around the both of you, well, he just sighed.

"Let's play truth or dare." you suggested, hoping to at least lessen the boredom.

With these two, nothing's ever boring. Well, there are exceptions.

"Sure. No going back, though." Angry spoke, now trying to get his brother's attention.

Smiley was far too lost in his own world, now thinking about how dumb you are for not noticing all the signs he obviously dropped. Maybe he needs to be more straightforward?

Or maybe you don't like him the way he likes you at all... Huh.

"...Smiley!"

Angry was waving his hands in front of his brother's face as Smiley finally went back to Earth.

"Huh?" he asked, his eyes closed as usual but without the grin.

He looked cute like that, his confused face mixing in with his usual closed eyes.

Wonder what his eye colors are.

"We were just wondering if you'd like to join us on a game of truth or dare." you answered, now sitting in front of him.

He blanked out for a moment before realizing what you said, his grin returning to his face.

"Truth or dare? What are you, a ten-year old?" he asked, sounding happy like always. He's grinning too.

"Yes." you replied.

Smiles lips formed into a straight line as Angry facepalmed.

"Okay!" you huffed, looking as excited as you can at that moment. "Who'd like to go first?"

Angry pointed at his brother who didn't have much time to react. Your eyes also landed on him as you thought of what conditions to put in.

"Hehe, truth or dare, Nahoya?" you grinned, glancing at Angry who held two thumbs up.

"...Dare?" Smiley asked, sweat forming on his temples.

Nope, he wasn't ready to spill his feelings over a silly game. Never.

You need to be the one to confess first.

"Aww man..." Angry whined.

"Okay then. I dare you to call Mucho and tell him you like him."

You now had a shit-eating grin as Angry stifled his laughter, handing Smiley the phone. He looked at the phone for a brief second before pouting, literally not wanting to call Mucho and tell him shit that ain't even real.

Well, it's a dare, and it's from (Y/N).

"Eh, what did I say? I picked truth." Smiley defensively spoke as he tried to reason his way out of it.

You pretend to think deeply for a moment as your grin returned, something he always found cute.

"Okay then, if you want truth then tell us who's your crush." you chuckled.

He gulped out of nervousness as he slowly picked up the phone, pressing some numbers while silently hoping Mucho doesn't pick up.

Sure he could just lie his way out of her so-called 'question' but he doesn't want to. Now that he's sure of his feelings. But is he really?

The phone rang for what felt like forever before someone finally answered, a voice being all too familiar with the three.

"Hello?" a voice asked, sounding very much like Mucho.

Smiley's doomed.

"Hey asshole, guess what? I like you!" Smiley said as fast as he can. "Bye bye fucker!"

He then ended the call, an irk mark on his face appearing.

Angry was now lightly punching the mattress, still trying his best to stifle his laughter. He failed a little bit though, as muffled wheezing sounds can be heard.

You giggled as well, wondering what Mucho will do to Smiley once they see each other. It'll be awkward for sure.

"There, are 'ya happy now?" Smiley grinned, looking like he just died.

"Yeah... Jeez if that's how you say you like Mucho—"

"I never said I liked that piece of shit!" he grumbled.

"Calm down Nahoya, I was just messing with you." you stated, smiling at him as Angry finally looked at the both of you.

"Heh, you're next, Angry." the older one grinned, almost as if to tell the younger one that he's doomed as well.

"...Okay..." Angry sighed. "Truth?"

Smiley chuckled as the thought of his brother being embarrassed ran through his mind.

"You like that one girl in our school right? The pretty one, a year above us?" he asked cheekily as he watched his brother's cheeks erupt into various shades of red.

Hearing him say that she's pretty kind of made you a bit... Jealous?

"I-uh..." Angry was stammering at this point, his mind already filled up with their senpai's images.

"Come on! I always see you staring at her everytime we eat lunch together! You're like a deer in front of headlights when you see her." Smiley teased further.

"Correction, a cute deer in headlights." you spoke, closing your eyes and making sure to emphasize the word 'cute'.

Smiley paid no attention to the fact that you thought Angry was cute. They're brothers anyways, so no need to get jealous over something such as that.

Yep. No need to get jealous over his own little brother.

Angry basically looked like a tomato at this point, feeling like he's about to pass out. He never knew his crush on the girl would be that obvious but oh well, they caught up faster than he expected.

So instead of answering properly, he gathered his courage and ran out of the room.

Both of you called him but he just went out of the room, saying he needs to take a shower or something. It seems to be fine until you remembered that Angry already took a bath earlier.

"Well, guess that leaves us, Smiley." you shrugged.

His grin stayed in his face as he looked at you with amusement, wanting to see if you still wanna drag this little game further.

"Yeah, and it's your turn (Y/N)." he stated.

"Yeah, right. I pick truth." you spoke, smiling at him and presenting it as some sort of challenge.

He seems to have caught up as a specific question entered his mind, right when you finished saying which of the two you picked.

"I know. Who do you like? The person you'd like to do sweet shit together, I mean. What was the term again? Romantic?" he asked, a nervous grin on his features as well as a prominent blush.

He was never interested in such things.

But it seems he is now.

"That's easy." you started, half teasing and half hoping that this was the perfect time for you to finally end this game between you and him.

"You." you muttered.

It was literally so impossible to ignore the fact that both if you kept on flirting with each other, although not as flashy as the others. The kind of fitting that would come out as friendly and simple, but everyone around notices the obvious.

And there was no way on Earth you'd drag this silly little game on for longer.

He took a few good seconds to process your answer, thinking it was some sort of trick.

"I mean, only if you'd like to do sweet shit together... Otherwise, it's fine dealing with your crackhead energy." you internally panicked, not knowing what the hell you're saying.

Oh great. What a completely fine way to say it.

Smiley was unusually quiet, his playful grin no longer in his flustered face. His face turned red from ear to ear as he looked down.

"And yeah... I kinda like you that way cause who wouldn't when you're basically the guy who... I literally don't even know why I like you, man..." you added.

His gaze flicked on you for a split-second before looking away once again, grinning sheepishly.

"Look, I know you don't even feel the same and it's totally fine I mean shit like this happen all the ti—"

"You're not the one who gets to decide if I like you back." he grinned, the playful tone in his voice almost impossible to ignore.

He finally got what he want, and that is to make you confess first. Although he doesn't fully know if you're serious or not though.

Even if you aren't, the fact that you said that wouldn't change his feelings.

"So let's go do sweet shit together." he mused, his face close to yours.

He made sure to make it sound as something friendly, but we all know he doesn't mean it as that.

"Sure... Let's try dating each other first." you replied, smiling at him.

His face reddened even more as he leaned in to give you a chaste kiss on the cheek, him not having enough courage to kiss you right on the lips yet.

Yet.

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