Well, since I don't understand how to use ffn, I'll just post it here. Don't think that this fic would worth even a flame in ffn. *sighs* I'm such a bad anime author. Not that I'm better in k-pop fic kekeke~~

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Author  :

Pair        : Deki/Nobi

Rating   : PG, R, M

Warns   : Typo(s), OOC, grammar, etc.

Summary: Just some daily basis of Dekisugi and Nobita, together.

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I – Lunch

“Nobita, let’s have a lunch.” Dekisugi called, not even bothering to wait on the other’s reply as he dragged the baby-faced boy to their canteen. Sometimes Dekisugi wondering if Nobita did aging or not. They were on High School now, but Nobita’s face was as same as when they were in fifth grade in elementary. It was more than often that Dekisugi felt like he was dating a minor.

“Dekisugi!” an all too familiar voice heard. The pair glanced across the other side of canteen; Shizuka, Giant, and Suneo were sitting on a table near the corner. The girl waved to them, smiling as she invited them to join.

“Eh, Nobita, you don’t bring any lunchbox like usual.” Suneo commented, peeking curiously around Nobita as if the smallest boy of the group hides a box with delicious food inside. When he found nothing, he looked up at the boy, frowning when a grimaced expression painted the said boy’s face. “Something happened?”

“E… eh, no… I—I just… last night—“Nobita stuttered, didn’t have any dare to meet three pairs of curious eyes around him. He elbowed Dekisugi softly, asking for help.

“Last night he came over and we played too much that he couldn’t make any lunch for us.” Dekisugi quickly covered up, yet still get another hard nudge on his rib by none other than his own boyfriend.

“Oh, I see. Then, would you like to have a share on mine? I think I brought too much. Nobita you want it too?” Shizuka asked, offering her lunch to the boys. Nobita shook his head and smiled weakly.

“Um, no, Shizuka-chan. Thank you.” he refused, unconsciously leaning on Dekisugi’s shoulder. The taller boy stared down at him, fighting the urge to kiss the boy right away. Nobita was just too cute for his own goodness.

“Well, okay then. Dekisugi, you want some?” again, Shizuka tried to offered. But the said boy –almost teenager, was already pulling Nobita up.

“Thank you, Shizuka. But I think I’ll just have Nobita for lunch today.”

The only thing that registered Shizuka’s confused mind was just a smirk on Dekisugi’s face, and Nobita’s soft blush as they proceed their way from the trio.

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