?-?? ?? Supernova ; Aquamarine Hoshino

•*¨*•.¸¸☆*･ﾟaishi's pov

"come on, come on, we're going to be late, melt-kun!" that's what we get for deciding to eat outside within the one hour break that the workshop allotted everyone.

yes, the rumors are true, i managed to convince melt to come with me to the work shop to watch. please congratulate me.

"are you sure it would be fine? i...i don't think i even have the right credential to be there and watch" he asked, fixing the cuffs of his sweater.

i just laughed at him, patting his back as i wrapped my arms around his, pulling him with me.

"don't ya worry, i'm sure william-san and the others wouldn't care but...you can speak english right?" i asked, ignoring his flustered expression. sorry my son but the one that i like is always related to hikaru kamiki.

"ah, i...understand the words that they're saying but i can't speak it fluently.." he replied sheepishly, trying to pull his hand away from me. i didn't let him go of course and just continued pulling him towards the workshop room.

"it's fine, you can just ask me things that you don't understand and i'll translate it for you" i happily exclaimed as i grabbed the door handle and pulled it, opening the door.

"ah, there she is, hello miss aishi" the first person who saw me enter was william. he just came out of the kitchenette holding the script of the phantom of the opera. (e)

"oh, hello mr. holmes, did you meeting with mr. park and mr. laurent went well?" i asked, smiling politely as melt and i approached him. melt awkwardly stood beside me as i continued to speak with william. (e)

"it went as you would expect it to go. we decided to start teaching them on how to control their voices while singing..." william raised his head and looked at the quiet boy beside me. (e)

"oh, your boyfriend?" he asked, making me laugh a little. melt seemed to understand what william just said as his face turned completely red. (e)

"n..no, no, no, j...just friends... we're f..friends.." he struggled to complete a sentence without stammering. i have never seen someone shake his head that fast. (e)

'nah, the automatic rejection is harsh (⁠‘⁠◉⁠⌓⁠◉⁠’⁠) just kidding, i know what you are meruto (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)'

i stifled a laugh as i stopped melt from having a complete mental breakdown beside me. "calm down, melt-kun." i muttered with a smile before turning my head towards william.

"mr. holmes, this is my friend melt, melt narushima. he's an actor from the other room for tokyo blade." i explained, patting melt's shoulder with a huge proud smile. i will flex you everywhere my son. (e)

"is that so? why is he here by the way?" william asked, still sporting his usual angelic smile. his blonde hair are glowing a little as it reflects the light from the ceiling lights. (e)

"oh, i just want him to see how our workshop is doing. he's quite a hard worker, so i just want him to learn some things from here" i shrugged, turning  looking at meet melt's flustered expression and smiled. (e)

"it's fine, right? we will be quiet, i promise" william laughed and just nodded. (e)

"it's fine, feel free to do what you want." he replied before walking away. (e)

after that confirmation, i gave melt an "i told you so" look and a smug smile, causing him to finally calm down and shook his head.

"why did you even pulled me here, aishi-chan?" melt asked out of curiosity, looking around and seemingly memorizing the layout of the room in his mind.