“Hasegawa…wait.”
He continued the kiss and Kousuke had his hands pushing against Yuma’s shoulders. His face flushed red and he pushed Yuma away.
“You idiot, someone would get the wrong idea if they saw that. What are you thinking,” Kousuke shouted.
“Cute,” Yuma thought.
Yuma hugged him.
“Sorry sensei, I’m at my limit,” Yuma said.
“Your limit?”
Yuma kissed Kousuke’s neck.
“W-what the hell do you think you’re doing you idiot,” Kousuke shouted before punching him.
Yuma backed away and slammed his head against the other wall.
“Fuck, sensei you let that go on way longer then I thought,” Yuma said.
“Huh?”
“Sensei, if you don’t punch me or push me away I won’t be able to stop. Also I left a mark, sorry,” Yuma said as he kept his distance from Kousuke.
Kousuke’s face turned completely red.
“You’re an idiot.”
Kousuke picked up his bag.
"Look, Hasegawa, I won't hesitate to punch you next time, okay," Kousuke said with a glare.
