《" It all started with the hate "》~ 8 ~
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Madara had to leave earlier than many, so he didn't bother to say goodbye to them all. He thanked for the invitation to certain people, has a word or two with the seniors, and headed out of the buiding.
But just like before coming in, now too the door opened automatically.
Who was coming in..?
- Is it your job to enter or leave the building 3 seconds earlier before me?
- as if I knew when you were coming in or going out. Pf, hell,I didn't even know you had anything to do with this night.
- .... so what if you known?
Hashirama's heart thumped.
- What do you even m-mean.. What if I had known?
Madara didn't answer, he was only looking at him.
Then at some point, he just smiled and passed by Hashirama.
- Night.
- Y-you're already going?
Madara looked back.
- Can't you see?
- I mean- Of course I see it's just- there are a couple more left to present and I thought you were gonna stay.
- No, I have an early meeting tomorrow.
- Oh. O-okay then uh.. goodbye.
- ....
Hashirama turned back to enter the building, even though you could see how much he didn't want to.
Madara could see it too.
- dammit - he said under his breath. - H-hey, wai..t..
- hm?
Hashirama looked back while the door was closing itself. Madara sent a signal with his head telling him to come out.
Hashirama came out again.
- I thought you were leaving.
Madara leaded along the sidewalk to his car which was standing nearby, but he didn't say anything.
Hashirama followed, but he didn't know where to.
They were walking slowly.
- Well I leaving.
Hashirama stopped.
- Then why am I following you?
- As if you didn't know!
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- What?!
- You almost cried when I said i was leaving!
- c-cr-CRIED? I DIDNT CR-Y?!!
- But the face you m- like- come on it's your own fault you're following me right now. I'm just making it up to you and myself, okay? You could've just said a proper goodbye and gone back in, no?
- i did - Hashirama mumbled.
- Yea rrright. You frowned like a crying baby.
- CUT IT OUT WITH THE WORD CRYING. And anyways, again please, why am I following?!
- About that..
Madara stopped next to his Bugatti so that Hashirama's back would face the car.
He stood in front of Hashirama and out of nowhere, he leaned down to his lips in softest possible way.
- Do I really have to believe that you want to stay here until morning, listening to your drunken father and tens of hundreds of people you don't know babbling?
- You can believe whatever you want.. - He was blushing endlessly, so he was trying not to look at Madara straigt in the eyes.
- Okay, then I want to believe in what I just said.
- So? What much does it do for you..
- Hmhm ~ Madara chuckled
- ?
- Are you playing hard to get? - He closed the gap between their faces again, but not too much.
- Wh-what? - his heart was pounding way loud.
- I asked,
Madara stepped back and headed to the driver's side of the car, and before getting in, he finished his sentence.
- If you were playing hard to get.
- Does that mean you're trying to get me?
Hashirama tried to sound as if he had the upper hand in this conversation, so he arrogantly smirked.
- You know when was the moment I could do that? When I was sucking on both of your nipples sequentially, holding your whole neck in my left hand, and the back of your waist with my right one.
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Hashirama's arrogant smirk turned into a blushed face again.
- You still remember right? How I lifted you up in the air beforehand and slammed you down on the table you dad might have been working on a few days before.
- Y-you're an asshole - He didn't know if he was mad or turned on right now.
- Right then and right there, if I had grabbed your loin and gotten a hold of your shaf-
-OKAY OKAY! Damn it, okay! Enough is enough.
- Okay, my bad.. - he was enjoying seeing Hashirama blush so much.
- Y-.. you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?
- What?
- First, you had me kicked out of your stupid company!
- Ah I wish you had called my company stupid a couple of hours ago where I still hated you, maybe I would've punched you for good and leave myself at ease..
- Second, you show up out of nowhere at a night like this, where my dad-
- Can you just keep all your reasoning to yourself about why you don't want to get in my car and just get in?
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