Yaku glared up at the half-Russian student, arms wrapped around his stomach. "Did you come here through the rain?"
"Venture a guess," he grit out, shivering. "Will you let me come in or not?"
(more) Lev stepped away, letting Yaku into his home.
"Pardon for the intrusion," Yaku mumbled.
"I'm happy that you're visiting, Yaku-san, but why?"
"Because I wanted to apologize."
"Tossing the button you gave me."
Lev's eyebrows rose. "The-"
"I know it-it was a crappy thing to do, because you're graduating, and I just didn't know what to do so I threw it."
"I didn't think you actually liked me, though. I thought you'd been messing the whole time, so I thought this was another prank, that you realized I liked you already and were just messing with me. But that button means something, and having me throw it into the grass like I did probably felt like shit-"
"Um...what DOES the button mean?"
"The button...closest to your heart...?"
"It means you're confessing your love...?"
"Oh, wow! I just found that one on the floor, but-"
Crap, Yaku thought. Suddenly he felt so much smaller than before. "Fuck," he said out loud. "I didn't-wow, I'm really just that hopeful-" He turned to the door and grabbed the handle, face burning in shame.
"Yaku, wait, wait."
He froze. "Wait here, okay?"
Lev's footsteps thudded away, and then they were back. "Look." He peeked over his shoulder, catching sight of Yaku's uniform in his hands. With the care of a bulldozer, he tore the second button off, holding it out right after.
"I /do/ care, Yaku-san, and I do really like you, but I...I hate being rejected, you know? Rejection would mean it's final-"
"Just shut up," Yaku grumbled, "and please kiss me."(less)