Mizuki/Syuusuke "Are you flirting with me?"
For as long of a wait as this was, it’s really short. These prompts were meant for short pics anyhow.
A moment of chatter andthe confident male knew he would clash with the person he had since proclaimedhis rival. He chuckled quietly to himself as he observed the calm, youngermale’s play, writing down everything he could. Fuji Shuusuke was a toughsubject; Mizuki figured – no, he was sure – that he was one of the first peopleto successfully catalog every aspect of Shuusuke’s play.
Mizuki learned that therewas little to anger him, save for threats or plays or some kind of close plan.Mizuki figured he knew what buttons to press. It was easy, the dark-haired maletold himself, easy and rewarding.
He would defeat Shuusuke,regardless of the means.
“Hm?” Shuusuke let theball he was hitting fly out, a surprise to his practice partner and the rest ofthe team. “Ah, I’m going to get a drink of water. Continue without me.”
He held his racquet stillas he passed through the gate of the tennis court, smiling at the first yearsthat looked at him curiously. “Fuji-senpai, what’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing. I’m gettingsomething to drink,” Shuusuke answered, causing the younger teammates to tilttheir heads in confusion. Shuusuke really was mysterious.
“Come out, Mizuki,”Shuusuke finally said, standing by the water and looking forward to the busheswhere Mizuki made his observations. Caught by the genius. Not surprising atall.
“I was not hiding,Fuji-kun. I meant for you to find me.”
“Is that so?” Fuji asked,smiling with all but genuine feelings. No, this smile was discontented, cruel.Typical of a male that hated someone.
“Fuji-kun, let me say thatyou are doing quite well in your movements.”
“Mizuki, it sounds as ifyou’re flirting with me.” Fuji said it, point blank, blunt. Mizuki gained hisbearings easily. Fuji was good at this, but Mizuki swore he was better.
“If you believe that so,then that’s interesting. However, I was merely telling you this to let you knowthat I will defeat you.”
“You won’t.”
“That or Yuuta-kun will.”
Mizuki chuckled,retreating in the same pattern he had come. Fuji wouldn’t let Mizuki win. No,this was war. Always had been and always would be.
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"You're so cute, my samurai… I wanna touch you all night."
please Tumblr, there's not nothing explicit- i just a.... Masssage, yeah-! (??)
Anyway, i was thinking in some like this for monthsss and i finally commision-! I so happy with the results KJSHGF Mizu expression is>>>>>>>>
Credits to @melanie_draw12 on Instagram-!
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