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forusomimiya · 1 month
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@lycheesuwa ship & prompt: “One more time” w/ Akira Kunimi ˚₊˚✧👅✧˖°🩵
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"Im not with you yet" Kunimi grabbed your body and manipulated it to his liking, putting you down next to him, face up this time and letting your arm around his neck. He pressed himself against you and unconsciously, you spread your legs, a usual reflex response whenever Kunimi wanted to touch you. He smiled at the not so unexpected act. "You really know what I want, huh?"
Heavy breathing. Hands around your hips. Moans mixing curse words and your lover's name as Kunimi slipped his arm behind your head and covered your eyes. His other hand crawled to your pussy, rubbing it without any mercy, care or calm. Depriving you of a sense made your hips rise instinctively. You wanted to feel him closer than he already was. You wanted him to once again take possession of your body.
"Who´s my girl? He asked. You didn't even listen to him, or so you thought. His words were tangled together. You only had ears for your moans and the sound of his wet fingers filling you again and again. "Who´s my girl?" He asked again loudlier, with authority.
"I am, I am!"
His hand left you for a second, but when he returned, you felt cold, as if a fluid added more lubrication to the movement of his fingers on your clit. Kunimi licked your juice and returned to you quickly. He felt filthy, but your taste on his tongue and the sight of your body squirming next to his made him realize it was worth it.
"You're close, aren't you? I can feel it" Your stomach burned every time you listened to him. Rough, sensual words, tickling your ear and overflowing you with each one.
"Kunimi... Kuni- ah!"
"One more time. Who´s my girl?" No doubt he wanted to see you cumming on his fingers as you reminded him of who you were. "Who?"
"I am"
"Say it" His breath reached yours, almost breathing both in unison. He was also close.
"I am Kunimi. I am, just me! Make me yours, make me—" and a burning heat crept from your stomach to your belly, lingering there for a few seconds, as sweet and electrifying as torture. Kunimi let you see at last, before now depriving you of your mouth and being able to moan in freedom. You watched him shudder beside you, regaling you with his deep growls in your ear, watching you both convulsing, and slowly recovering with wide breaths of air when he finally released you. His eyes were still fixed on your contracted bellies.
The ecstasy was grueling, but you swore that no one had ever touched you like that before, let alone almost depriving you of your complete release. Clearly Kunimi was a box of surprises.
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doodle-bun-makes · 10 months
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I made some Haikyuu family trees...
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heartsoji · 1 year
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KUNIMI AKIRA: the start
the start of your relationship with kunimi was very hesitant.
you had seen all those cute couple things online and had complained about wanting to do them, but kunimi wasn't one to take the initiative and take you out for picnic dates or ask you to do the laundry with him, and asking him was actually a lot more nerve-wracking than expected.
one thing in particular that you had always wanted to do but couldn't because you didn't have a boyfriend (rip i don't either) was to steal his hoodies, wear them with pride, and not giving a f*ck about his demands to give it back. and in your pre-relationship mind, kunimi had lots and they looked really comfy so it would be cute. however, it was actually kind of scary. like this was the start of your relationship with him. you didn't want to cause any conflict. what if he got mad that you took one? what if it caused a fight between the two of you and your relationship would become rocky? there was just too much at risk.
however, you still desperately wanted to wear one, so you not-so-subtly tried to get kunimi to give you one instead.
"aki, i'm kinda cold."
"yeah?" *gives you a hug*
and while yes, this was very cute, he was not taking the hint.
he was denser than you thought.
eventually, you couldn't take it anymore and just took one. you decided to take one that you rarely ever saw him wear and just hope that he didn't notice.
you came to kunimi's prepared. you had already memorized where kunimi kept that specific hoodie and where he put his spare hangers. you brought a large tote bag to store the hoodie with a plushie inside to avoid suspicion. you put an alarm on your phone as a fake reminder that would strike after you had stolen the hoodie. then, while he was in the bathroom, you sprinted to his closet, opened it quietly, pulled the hoodie off the hanger, put it with his other spares, quietly shut his closet, pulled out the plushie, and replaced it with his hoodie. you then tossed your bag by the door underneath your coat and ran back to your former spot on his couch, plushie in your arms. when he came back, you presented him with the plushie.
"ta-da! i saw it at the arcade and it reminded me of you, so i got it."
this wasn't a lie, so you were able to say it smoothly.
he smiled softly and accepted the gift, giving you a small "thanks" and a shy peck on your forehead, which made you fall for him a little more.
then, your "reminder" on your phone went off.
"AH! sorry aki gotta go no time to explain no need to see me off love you bye!" and with that, you rushed off. you didn't want him to see your stuffed tote.
when you returned home, you pulled the hoodie out of your tote. it was a simple dark grey hoodie with a small logo on the top right corner. you pulled it over your head and inhaled its scent.
because he didn't wear it often, it didn't smell like him very much. however, it did just a little bit, which left a little grin on your face. you hoped that he wouldn't notice it was gone.
but of course, kunimi's an observant guy and noticed.
"hey, y/n?" kunimi waved you over the next day at lunch.
"what, aki?" you asked innocently.
"have you seen my hoodie? the grey one."
fuck.
"y-you have a lot of grey ones, aki." you stuttered.
"i guess. sorry, just wanted to know if you had seen it since you came over yesterday." he said.
"n-no..?"
"oh. ok. thanks anyways. i love you."
you felt your heart flutter at the last part and couldn't take it anymore.
"a-aki.. i took your hoodie. 'm sorry." you admitted, looking down shyly at your feet.
he looked a little surprised. just a little.
"but why though?" he asked. "i'm not mad by the way, just curious."
you could feel your cheeks heating up. "it.. kinda smells like you."
anyone who didn't know better would think that kunimi was unfazed by this. but if you just looked at his ears, you could see a red tint.
"oh." he said slowly, before pulling his favorite hoodie out of his bag.
"here." he held it out to you, eyes to the side.
"huh..?" you were confused. what was going on?
"i don't wear that one often. take this one instead." he mumbled.
you felt your heart swell and you accepted the hoodie.
"thanks, aki!" you said happily.
you nuzzled your face into the soft material. this one had a much stronger scent than the other one and you loved it. you pulled it on over your uniform and smiled brightly, burying your face into it like he did with his.
he looked away, his ears a bright red. "yeah, yeah." he muttered before giving you a quick peck on the forehead.
"and by the way.. you can take them whenever you want. it's a good way to brand you as mine." he added before walking back to his table, leaving you standing there, frozen. you could feel your cheeks burning like crazy.
bonus - 3 months later
"Y/N GIVE ME BACK MY HOODIE ITS BEEN 3 MONTHS"
"NO"
*tackles you on the couch and tickles you until ur wheezing before pulling it off of your figure and holding it in the air triumphantly*
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jemmahazelnut · 1 year
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dlscenarios · 9 months
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Kunimi has a lacation k1nk, send tweet.
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kenhinaist · 6 months
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"He saw, instead, bodies of water as if drawn on a map. A lake for an iris. Translucent wash of ocean over skin. Rivers for teeth, for lips, for the line that swims from the chin, up the jaw, over the curl of an ear." - Fatal
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KUNIMI AKIRA: the start
the start of your relationship with kunimi was very hesitant.
you had seen all those cute couple things online and had complained about wanting to do them, but kunimi wasn't one to take the initiative and take you out for picnic dates or ask you to do the laundry with him, and asking him was actually a lot more nerve-wracking than expected.
one thing in particular that you had always wanted to do but couldn't because you didn't have a boyfriend (rip i don't either) was to steal his hoodies, wear them with pride, and not giving a f*ck about his demands to give it back. and in your pre-relationship mind, kunimi had lots and they looked really comfy so it would be cute. however, it was actually kind of scary. like this was the start of your relationship with him. you didn't want to cause any conflict. what if he got mad that you took one? what if it caused a fight between the two of you and your relationship would become rocky? there was just too much at risk.
however, you still desperately wanted to wear one, so you not-so-subtly tried to get kunimi to give you one instead.
"aki, i'm kinda cold."
"yeah?" *gives you a hug*
and while yes, this was very cute, he was not taking the hint.
he was denser than you thought.
eventually, you couldn't take it anymore and just took one. you decided to take one that you rarely ever saw him wear and just hope that he didn't notice.
you came to kunimi's prepared. you had already memorized where kunimi kept that specific hoodie and where he put his spare hangers. you brought a large tote bag to store the hoodie with a plushie inside to avoid suspicion. you put an alarm on your phone as a fake reminder that would strike after you had stolen the hoodie. then, while he was in the bathroom, you sprinted to his closet, opened it quietly, pulled the hoodie off the hanger, put it with his other spares, quietly shut his closet, pulled out the plushie, and replaced it with his hoodie. you then tossed your bag by the door underneath your coat and ran back to your former spot on his couch, plushie in your arms. when he came back, you presented him with the plushie.
"ta-da! i saw it at the arcade and it reminded me of you, so i got it."
this wasn't a lie, so you were able to say it smoothly.
he smiled softly and accepted the gift, giving you a small "thanks" and a shy peck on your forehead, which made you fall for him a little more.
then, your "reminder" on your phone went off.
"AH! sorry aki gotta go no time to explain no need to see me off love you bye!" and with that, you rushed off. you didn't want him to see your stuffed tote.
when you returned home, you pulled the hoodie out of your tote. it was a simple dark grey hoodie with a small logo on the top right corner. you pulled it over your head and inhaled its scent.
because he didn't wear it often, it didn't smell like him very much. however, it did just a little bit, which left a little grin on your face. you hoped that he wouldn't notice it was gone.
but of course, kunimi's an observant guy and noticed.
"hey, y/n?" kunimi waved you over the next day at lunch.
"what, aki?" you asked innocently.
"have you seen my hoodie? the grey one."
fuck.
"y-you have a lot of grey ones, aki." you stuttered.
"i guess. sorry, just wanted to know if you had seen it since you came over yesterday." he said.
"n-no..?"
"oh. ok. thanks anyways. i love you."
you felt your heart flutter at the last part and couldn't take it anymore.
"a-aki.. i took your hoodie. 'm sorry." you admitted, looking down shyly at your feet.
he looked a little surprised. just a little.
"but why though?" he asked. "i'm not mad by the way, just curious."
you could feel your cheeks heating up. "it.. kinda smells like you."
anyone who didn't know better would think that kunimi was unfazed by this. but if you just looked at his ears, you could see a red tint.
"oh." he said slowly, before pulling his favorite hoodie out of his bag.
"here." he held it out to you, eyes to the side.
"huh..?" you were confused. what was going on?
"i don't wear that one often. take this one instead." he mumbled.
you felt your heart swell and you accepted the hoodie.
"thanks, aki!" you said happily.
you nuzzled your face into the soft material. this one had a much stronger scent than the other one and you loved it. you pulled it on over your uniform and smiled brightly, burying your face into it like he did with his.
he looked away, his ears a bright red. "yeah, yeah." he muttered before giving you a quick peck on the forehead.
"and by the way.. you can take them whenever you want. it's a good way to brand you as mine." he added before walking back to his table, leaving you standing there, frozen. you could feel your cheeks burning like crazy.
bonus - 3 months later
"Y/N GIVE ME BACK MY HOODIE ITS BEEN 3 MONTHS"
"NO"
*tackles you on the couch and tickles you until ur wheezing before pulling it off of your figure and holding it in the air triumphantly*
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whatisreggieshortfor · 11 months
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Real Sweet But I Wish You Were Sober
Kunimi x gn!reader
Finals were finally over. To most of your peers, including your best friends, it meant it was time to blow off steam.
Unfortunately for some of those friends, it also meant they would find you at a frat party two shots shy of becoming whiskey drunk- and you were pretty sure they drew straws or something to decide who to send after you.
And when you were whiskey drunk, you would become brutally honest with anyone- while still managing to be a hype man.
It was an odd combination, not one many people could walk the line of, but you always managed to do it.
Kunimi sighed as Kindaichi patted his shoulder, “You know the rules man, it’s your turn.”
“I know,” the tired man watched from a distance, grimacing as he saw you down another shot, “I hate when it’s mine turn.”
“Makes you feel better, Y/N doesn’t generally remember anything the next day.”
“That’s what make it worse.” He sighed again, dodging his way through the crowd until he managed to slide into the spot next you, “Y/N-“
“Akira!” You exclaimed, falling on him as you stumbled over a step to throw your arms around him in a hug, “Are you gonna be any fun tonight?”
“I think you’ve had enough fun for both of us.” He grumbled, catching your weight in his arms when you shifted and almost tumbled to the ground, “Come on, let’s get you some water.”
“But-“
“No buts-“ He hoped you wouldn’t notice the smile he was trying to suppress tugging at his lips when you pouted, “We need to get some into you or your hangover tomorrow will be god awful and I’m the one that’ll have to hear about it.”
Your pout shifted to a glimmering smile, and he cursed the way his heart betrayed him as it thumped at seeing it so close, “You always take such care of me, Akira.”
Do you think he could do any less? He sighed for what felt like the hundredth time since Yahaba had even broached the idea of celebrating the end of another college year to begin with, “Yeah, yeah, come on.” He slung his arm around your waist, trying to support you as he led you to the kitchen to find water.
“Are you trying to cop a feel, Akira?” He wished he could blame the flush in his cheeks on alcohol like you could, “I’m kidding!” You snorted, “We both know you don’t think of me like that. No matter what I do.”
You were already at this point?? Fuck, he’d have to get you home fast. Usually when you started gushing his praises it meant you were on the verge of passing out for the night.
Kunimi didn’t care for a lot of things. He didn’t care for wasting energy. He didn’t care for people nine times out of ten. He didn’t care for parties.
And yet here he was, wasting his own energy surrounded by people at a frat party he didn’t want to be at.
The reason for that was the same reason every time he found himself in this situation: you.
“…okay with the way things are, really I am.” He looked at you, struggling to keep your eyes open as you kept muttering more to yourself than to him as your hands clutched the water glass he managed to place in them. How were you still so ethereal to look at? “Seijoh gifted me with so many friends in the years we were there. The old captain is actually famous now and all… but I don’t think I’ll ever be half as thankful for what I got there as I am for our friendship. Even if it’s only ever friendship.”
You grinned at him, bright and happy, with eyes like you were looking at everything you could ever want in the world, “You’re always so sweet.” He sighed, practically grumbling under his breath, “I wish you could say it sober for once. I grant the wish in a heartbeat.”
The next morning you didn’t seem to remember any of it, you never did. Kunimi never let it show on his face but, as much as it hurt him, he still cherished those drunken moments from you. They gave him hope that maybe one day you could actually give him the type of love he had been waiting to give you for years.
But he tried to ignore it, tried to shove away the feelings he wanted to share.
Instead of taking the night in with you like he always did after you drank too much, he found himself at another party hoping to drown his own feelings.
He didn’t see Kindaichi and Yahaba watching him warily, didn’t see when they placed the call, but suddenly you were sitting beside him. Smiling like you always did when you saw him. Too bright to be for someone as grumpy as he was.
“There you are, Akira!” You said in lieu of greeting, “Didn’t get enough last night?”
“Didn’t.” He grunted, why were you here? You never left your dorm after a night out.
Poking his side, you laughed when he jolted, “Come on, grumpy. Thought you didn’t like going out.”
“Don’t.” He grunted again. “But do it for you.”
You blinked, your big eyes looking back at his, “You do it for me?”
“Yup. Cause I like you- someone needs to take care of you when you go out.”
The smile was softer this time, he always got lost in that one, almost didn’t hear you speak, “That’s really sweet, but I wish you’d say it sober.”
“What?” He went stock still, but you didn’t seem to notice.
Your fingers ran through his hair, you never had qualms about touching him like the others did, “It’s impossible to read your mind. Sometimes I think you feel the way I do. Sometimes I think you tolerate me at best.”
Someone called your name, and you pressed a kiss to his cheek before your presence was gone. Had he imagined you here to begin with?
When Kunimi woke up, he had no memory of getting home. But he could remember you, saying exactly what he’d said the night before. That was real, wasn’t it? Did you actually remember what he said in your drunken state?
Hangover be damned, he was throwing on the first sweats he could find, feet being stomped into his shoes.
“Whoa-“ Kindaichi jumped as he shoved his way past to get to the door, “Kunimi, what’s the hurry?”
“I need to talk to Y/N. Something they said-“
“Akira?” He spun around, in his haste to find you he hadn’t actually looked around the apartment he shared with Kindaichi, but now he found you in the kitchen nursing a cup of coffee as you slid one his way, “What’s the hurry?”
“Are you sober?”
His question made you tilt your head, but he could see something like hope glimmering in your eyes. “I am.”
“I am, too.” He echoed, “At least I’m pretty sure I slept it off. But-“
“Breathe, Akira. I’m not going anywhere.”
He did so obediently, wondering how he never noticed the power you have over him in its entirety. You always had him doing things he would never let someone else talk him into.
“I like you.” He knew Kindaichi’s eyes were bugging out if his head somewhere behind him, shocked to hear him actually admit to feelings of any kind even if all their friends already knew. “I just-“
He wasn’t sure what he was going to say, he had never intended to tell you to begin with, but something this morning made him feel like he had to.
“I like you, too.” And then that soft smile was back on your face, “I know you always told me that you wished I was sober, but I just never knew what you’d say. At least I could pretend that it didn’t happen before.”
“Just say yes now,” he offered, “I know I’m not… I’m not what most people would want. People want effort and optimism and stuff that I’m not known for. But I’ll try for you.”
Laughing, you took his hand, “You don’t need to try to be anything but you. I’ve known you a lot of years now, and you’re exactly what I want.”
Oikawa FaceTimed in the middle of the night- greatly offended to find the two of you answering the call from a cuddle in Kunimi’s bed- that he had to hear the news from Kindaichi.
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xankiir · 1 year
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ʜᴀᴘᴘʏ ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴋɪʀᴀ ᴋᴜɴɪᴍɪ!
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grungeeuvu · 1 year
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Anyways, heres the link to the fic this is based off- Feel free to read it if you get the time :))
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My doodling got really out of hand oh gods-
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heartsoji · 1 year
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cherry pop
kunimi akira x reader
summary: you, a volleyball player, are getting advice from your also volleyball player boyfriend, kunimi akira, on how to gain muscle.
a/n: akira is criminally underrated i actually love him sm wtf why does no one talk abt him
warnings: a lil suggestive? but not rlly just some kisses <3
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"this is actually so nasty."
you'd been chewing on a piece of beef sausage for a solid minute now, and you couldn't bring yourself to swallow it. it was too big and like.. meaty? damn the taste was getting overwhelming now and you wanted to spit it out.
"you're the one who asked how to build muscle. you gotta have protein after working out. would you rather have my protein peanut butter powder on ezekiel bread instead?" he smirked, getting down to your eye level, knowing how much you hate the texture of peanut butter.
you pouted. "you're so cruel."
"you asked. i'm helping."
you rolled your eyes before finally managing to swallow that last bite of beef sausage.
"bleh. that was getting really gamey. i need something sweet to wash it down, ugh." you spit.
"you have such a sweet tooth, you know that?"
"you say that like it's a crime! i just like sweets, is that so bad?"
he chuckled. "don't worry y/n. i've got you and your sweets kink."
"it's not a kink!"
"yeah, yeah."
you scowled and turned around, arms crossed, eyes closed, when suddenly, you were met with a cold, wet, sensation.
"AEEEE! oh my god-AKIRA!"
he batted his lashes at you. "yes, y/n, dear? i've retrieved a can of soda to satisfy your desires.."
"don't press it to my cheek like that, its so cold!"
he laughed. "kinda the point, babe. here, drink up."
his stupidly handsome face melted away your fake-anyways anger. you popped open the can and took a big chug.
"mmmm! that hits the spot! so good!" you said, savoring the sweet cherry flavor and the way the carbonation tingled in your throat.
"i'll never understand your obsession with that stuff. i mean, is it really that good?" he questioned.
"yeah!" you replied. you want a little taste?" you asked, offering him the can.
"yeah."
with that, instead of taking a sip from the can, he gave you a sweet kiss on the lips that made you melt.
when he pulled away, he licked his lips and sent you a look that sent shivers down your spine. "i kinda get it now. it is pretty good."
you ignored the racing in your heartbeat. "right?"
"and oh, hey, look!"
you looked around. "huh?"
"that cherry flavor was pretty good, but i like this one better," he said, cupping your cherry-red cheeks.
you couldn't help but laugh. you knew that if you told akira's team about this cheesey side of him, they'd raise their eyebrows and go, "huh? kunimi? no way, that's just too hard to believe." you were kind of glad, though. you got this version of him all to yourself. you stared up at him with a goofy lovesick grin.
"god, i love you."
he smiled in return.
"ok! now that you have something to wash down the sausage, how about we try my protein pasta?"
"NOOOO"
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lolol my brain when the big meaty sausage came up resisted the urge to make my first spicy post(even though i'd probs get embarrassed and erase it after bc i know myself well enough to know that there's no way i can write anything more than slightly suggestive)
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shemi-snacks · 1 year
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Hypnos!kunimi and Zagreus!Hinata sketches
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jemmahazelnut · 1 year
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215-luv · 1 year
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the type of boyfriend who is an absolute shithead to anyone but you. he could point out a lot of brutal things about anyone but when he looks at you, he couldn’t find himself to think of a single mean thing simply because he doesn’t find any reason to
SUNA RINTARO, EREN YEAGER, SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI, KYOTANI KENTARO, TSUKISHIMA KEI, KUNIMI AKIRA, KOZUME KENMA, SHIRABU KENJIRO, SAKUSA KIYOOMI, SAIKI KUSUO
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semifilms · 1 year
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ATSUMU, BOKUTO, HINATA, oikawa, tendou, KUROO, aran, kenma, KAGEYAMA, SUNA, hoshiumi, kunimi, SUGAWARA
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sunkeji · 1 year
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He's so delusional that he starts thinking about what you'd say about the outfit he's wearing today. He's a bit more dressed up today, not for any special reason other than trying to stand out to you today. He knows around this time you'll be passing by this area to head to your next class, so he heads there too. The two of you pass each other, and at first he's dejected that there's no reaction. But from his peripheral vision, he sees that you have turned around to look at him. He us elated, he is screaming and reminding himself that he has an image to uphold for you. So he silences his happy but very panicky thoughts and continues walking like normal. Later at home, when he's lying on his bed, he has his feet kicking and giggling while recounting the way you looked at him.
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