Mysteria led Asher to the stadium seats that were closest to the field. Airyan was already in his seat, with both feet propped up on the seat in front of him.
As the pair approached, Mysteria sighed loudly. “Would you look at that! The singing dork is here!” She said equally as loud. Airyan turned toaards them before standing up.
“Back at you, baseball nerd!”
Mysteria rolled her eyes. “Yeah, yeah. Anyways, Airyan, meet my friend Asher. Asher… well, you kinda already know this punk.”
Asher chuckled as Airyan huffed, before nodding at Asher. Mysteria smiled and waved at them. “I’m going to practice, you two stay put till I come back!” She called out behind her as she ran to the locker rooms.
“Later Mysteria!” Asher yelled out as he waved back, turning to look at a rather menacing Airyan.
“So, you and Mysteria are-” Asher began with a nervous smile before he stlpped abruptly.
Airyan was beginning to pull up his sleeves, looking like he was ready to kill Asher.
“I heard you tackled my cousin to the ground.” He said simply in a threatening tone. Asher immediately raised his hands up in defense, shakig his head.
“Okay, first off, let me just say your cousin is stubborn as heck! I was trying to help her walk when she was injured and she fell and I tried catching her but she wouldn’t let me, then we both ended up on the floor!” Asher explained quickly, bracing himself for the worst.
Airyan blinked and stopped what he was doing. “Wait, she’s stubborn to you too?!”
Asher opened an eye and looked at Airyan. “‘You too?’ You mean, she’s like that with you?”
Airyan blew a raspberry. “All the time! I can’t believe she actually got stubborn with you!”
Asher took a seat next to Airyan as they continued to talk about the green haired athlete. “One time she threatened to smack me with her bat when I almost spilled chocolate ice cream on her white uniform during a game.” Airyan said, eating a handful of shell-less peanuts.
Asher took some peanuts from his bag and started to take the shell off. “Wow, remind me not to eat chocolate ice cream near her at a game.”
Airyan nodded, poppig some peanuts into his mouth. “What about you?”
“Hm… There was this one time when Mysteria pulled me out of the train just so we can buy bubblegum. We were both late to our practices, though Mysteria didn’t seem to care.” He recalled, proppin his feet the same way Airyan was doing.
The two guys continued to talk about their unfortunate encounters with Mysteria’s stubbornness, even long after baseball practice was over. They continued to talk about random things, slowly becoming best friends.
“Maybe I can perform to one of your songs, Airyan.” Asher was saying enthusiastically as Mysteria was leading them out oc the stadium, swinging her bat a few times while she listened to the conversation.
“It would be an honor to watch tou perform. Though, can you do that next month? I’m jam-packed in my schedule right now…”
Before Asher got a chance to respond, Mysteria blew a raspberry. “If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve thought you two were dating.” She joked. “Airyan, you’d make such a cute girlfriend!”
“What?! Mysteria, I swear-” Airyan began to chase after Mysteria, who sprinted ahead. Asher sighed and laughed, running after them.
Asher was sitting on Airyan’s living room floor, wearing pajama pants and a white t-shirt, while Airyan was dressed in a similar fashion. It was dark out, and Airyan was getting a midnight snack of popcorn. The living room was a victim of Asher and Airyan’s pillow fight. There was pillows and blankets covering the floor, and the furtniture was slightly unorganized, with cushiond thrown in the empty spaces of the room.
Rubbing his head, Airyan pouted as he walked back to Asher with a large bowll of popcorn. “Asher, for a fancy footwork man, you sure can smack hard.” He complained. Asher chuckled while Airyan sat down.
“I hope that’s just you trying to make me feel macho.”
Airyan laughed nervously, remembering something that happened a while back. “Did I ever told you about the time Mysteria slapped me for being depressed?” He asked with an embarrassed smile.
Asher was getting some popcorn and was beginning to eat it, before he suddenly began to choke. “What?!”
“Okay, so I was dumped by my girlfriend, andd it was my fiirst breakup and whatever. I was depressed, didn’t want to sing,” Airyan laughed slightly at Asher’s dramatic gasp. “I didn’t want to do anything, basically. Mysteria found out about this and she.. smacked some sense into me.”
“She… what?” Asher asked, confused andd terrified. He grabbed a nearby pillow and hugged it close, now starting to feel the of staying up late.
“She came up to the music studio, without her baseball cap,” Airyan continued. Asher’s eyes grew wide, knowing very well that Mysteria almost never went anywhere other thann the stadium without her cap, due to the crazy fans. “… came right up to the room I was in and began to yell at me.” Airyan sighed, takig a moment tto eat some popcorn.
“I barely even reacted to what she was saying. At some point, she had enough of my crap and smacked me.” Airyan finished, eating some more popcorn.
Asher sat there silently, resting his chin on the cool fabric of the pillow, thinking.
“She was crazy mad though. She was yelling at me at the top of her lungs, and she looked like she could’ve cursed like a sailor. She could’ve killed me if I wasn’t related to her! And she called me names, like spineless ninny, a shrimp, a loser, a wimp, I think..” As Airyan listed off the names, he noticed that Asher wasn’t really saying anything and was looking straight ahead. “Asher, you okay bro?”
Asher slowly began to get pale, as if he just realized something. He turned to Airyan before quietly saying, “Dude… I think… I like Mysteria.”
Airyan blinked, not entirely able to understand what Asher just said. “You have… a crush… on my cousin? The baseball prodigy?? My only cousin?! Didn’t you hear a word I said about the story where she smacked me?!”
The figure skater shook his head in frustration. “No, I was listening to the story. I just don’t see it the same way ad you do.” He sighed, hugging the pillow tighter. Airyan watched him attentively, curious about what he had to say.
“Mysteria might be a hot head who could probably kill us if we make her angry enough, is the best athlete out there, can show that she is more capable than what you might guess… but she’s also the modt caring person I’ve ever met.”
Asher paused to get a good look at Airyan, who was still actively listening. Seeing that, he continued. “She cared enough about your well being to go all the way to you, knowing her busy schedule and the risk of getting noticed by the public. She donates money to the orphanage she used to live in and puts up with your collab photoshoots to help raise money for that orphanage. She cares a lot about her dad, and not to mention, she is clever. And yet, some of these things she doesn’t want to be recognized for.” Asher stopled, thinking over what he just said.
Airyan began to grin from ear to ear. “So you really do like her?”
“Yeah..I think I’ve had a crush on her for a while, now that I think about it…” Asher shyly admitted.
Airyan patted him on the back, still grinning.
“Asher, you’re perfect for her.”