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meet sasha and kiyoshi, disaster duo

going off this poll, i've decided to share a snippet of my original work ft. the main protagonist and her boyfriend :> more under the cut!!

Sasha sucks in a deep breath and steps in front of the couch. Immediately, her boyfriend’s eyes flick up from his phone screen to her face.

‘Kiyoshi.’

‘Yes, Sash?’

With as much will as she can muster, Sasha says, ‘I need your help with something. Something only you can help me with.’

‘Sure!’ Kiyoshi declares, and his enthusiasm is enough to cause a small smile to tug at Sasha’s lips. ‘What is it?’

That small smile quickly falls apart and dread fills every crevice of Sasha’s being. But she needs to do this. She has to. It’s the only way. It’s the worst idea she’s ever had.

‘I can’t believe I’m saying this, but…’ She shakes her head, wincing at the words that come out of her mouth. ‘D’you wanna go to the gym… together?’

The following silence is devastating. Sasha wants to dig a hole into the floor and crawl into it.

Kiyoshi blinks at her, his mouth agape. ‘Huh?’

Groaning into her palms, Sasha bites, ‘Please don’t make this more painful than it already is. Just say yes or no, dammit!’

‘Sasha…’ Peeking through her fingers, she sees Kiyoshi dump his phone onto the cushion next to him and hold his hands out to her, palms up. ‘As much as going to the gym together would make me very happy, I also know you.’

There is no malice in his voice, just pure fact. He does know her, and she knows herself. Kiyoshi’s the sporty one, the gym rat, the muscle pig. Sasha is… not.

‘Which is exactly why I need you to motivate me to go. Who knows what can happen in the future?’

‘The future?’ Alarm is rife in his expression. ‘Babe, where are you going with this?’

Sasha drops her hands from her face, her voice turning dry as she shoots Kiyoshi a weary look. ‘Well, y’know how it goes. All those YA novels. The trope is always the same: the protagonist didn’t know they were magic, and then all of a sudden they need to save the fucking world and they are very conveniently armed with MMA knowledge and are super fit and have amazing stamina and know how to hold their own in a spontaneous fight with otherworldly creatures. As you know, I am the complete opposite, so I better start training in case one of my future goddamn visions ends up being a plot to destroy the world and I’m somehow the only fucking person who can stop it.’

Gasping for air, Sasha tries to catch her breath and curses her lungs for not being to do their job properly. It just hammers the truth of the matter right down to its core. Kiyoshi is frowning, deep in thought, but there’s something in his expression that flickers ever-so-slightly. She knows what’s up. He’s trying to keep his face neutral, and if her nerves weren’t so shot, she’d be doing the same.

‘Tell me I’m wrong,’ she says to him instead.

‘Sasha. My love.’

It’s inevitable and Sasha cannot blame him for it. No longer able to keep his face straight, Kiyoshi crumbles and peals with laughter. Never mind that Sasha glares at him.

‘My love, I adore you, but you are thinking way too hard about this.’

‘I gotta be prepared, Kiyoshi!’ Sasha argues.

‘You are prepared!’ he counters. When all Sasha does is stare at him, question marks flying around her head, Kiyoshi puffs out his chest and states with confidence, ‘You have me! Ya think I’m gonna let ya fight alone should one break out? Girl, please. I’ll always have your back. Just say the word and I’ll come and one-two punch the living shit out of whoever tries to mess with you!’

The whole scenario is emphasised with Kiyoshi’s signature grin, the one Sasha’s seen flashed at the opposing team during his volleyball matches, and with him flexing his biceps. The whole thing is hilarious, and Sasha would laugh if not for the overwhelming fondness that blooms across her whole chest. God, she got lucky with this guy.

But there’s just one small problem with his proposal.

She says gravely, ‘That’s sweet of you, darl, but I hate to break it to you... you don’t have MMA skills either.’

Kiyoshi blinks. Sasha blinks back.

‘Guess we’re fucked then,’ he says.

‘Guess we are,’ she echoes.

‘Better go train then.’

‘Better go train.’

Tapping a finger to his chin, Kiyoshi’s voice suddenly becomes pensive. ‘Say, wanna place a bet?’

Not one to back down from a challenge, Sasha asks, ‘What kind of bet?’

Dark eyes sparkle and Sasha’s hooked.

‘If you can survive two consecutive days training at the gym with whatever regime I throw at you to “prepare for the end of the world,’ Kiyoshi pitches, ‘I’ll do whatever you want for a week.’

‘A month,’ Sasha rebuts, smiling when Kiyoshi nods his head in agreement. Then she pauses. ‘And if I can’t?’

She regrets the question the second it passes her lips for an evil-looking grin splits Kiyoshi’s cheeks.

‘Kiyoshi—’

‘If you can’t,’ he says, ‘you have to eat my famous stir-fry.’

Horrified, Sasha splutters, ‘Kiyoshi—’

‘Broccoli and all. Every. Last. Bite.’

‘You fucking arsehole!’ she shouts. Seeing no other alternative that won’t end up with this conversation being a waste, Sasha throws her hands up in defeat. ‘Fine! Just you wait. I’ll fucking do it.’

Two days later

She storms out of the living room, not wanting to give her boyfriend the satisfaction, but his delighted laughter follows her. It’s contagious, and she laughs quietly to herself. But her determination is stronger.

‘I gotta say, Sash. I’m very surprised,’ he says in awe.

Watching Sasha drop the weights on the floor with a deep groan, Kiyoshi’s mouth turns down at the corners.

With her hands on her knees, huffing and puffing and wishing for a long, long shower, Sasha peers up at him through her eyelashes. Her hair is stuck to her forehead, disgustingly damp with sweat, and her arms are screaming at her, but she manages a smug grin.

‘What can I say?’ she wheezes. ‘I’d rather kill my arms and legs, hack a lung out and feel like death than put Satan in my mouth.’

Kiyoshi laughs and smiles hugely at her. ‘I can see that! I’m super proud of you though.’

He makes a heart with his hands to exemplify this, and Sasha barely manages to make one as well.

idk who else specifically is interested, but i'm tagging @alastairstom since you wanted to read ajksdas ♡

#original work #original writing #original characters #my ocs #sasha #kiyoshi #snippet #some more info about these two!!#they're 22 currently at university and have been dating for 2 years #kiyoshi may have bokuto vibes (overexcited volleyball player who loves life?? please!!) and i am not sorry about it #sasha is TiredTM and has clairvoyant powers #and she's not happy about it lol #unwilling hero so to speak #does not want to be the chosen one #also i wrote this a few years ago and only just quickly glossed over it #so excuse any errors lol

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