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kpop-locks · 11 months
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꒰ ˀˀ ↷ secret number ; doxa ”♡ᵎ ꒱
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soulmateszedits · 6 months
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⌜ Minji × Secret Number ⌝ ᓚᘏᗢ
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prplocks · 10 months
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ourdadai · 2 months
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✿ dita ꒰ secret number ꒱ lockscreens !
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kpop-culture · 2 years
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->Secret Number [DOOMCHITA]
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tatsumessy · 1 year
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Missed calls - {itoshi sae}
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“gosh you’re so fucking annoying. I wanted to call my girlfriend so that I could calm down from the huge amount of stress I’m already under and here you are acting like a nagging clingy psycho.” before any other words could be spoken you hung up the phone placing it on the nightstand.
Sae <3: I’m sorry.
Sae <3: y/n?
1 missed call
5 missed calls
12 missed calls
20 missed calls
hearing your phone ring once again you picked up up furiously screaming into the phone. “WHAT?” you yelled out of character, there was silence before he spoke, “you’re ignoring my calls.” without answering you slammed your phone on the nightstand not before turning on do not disturb.
you and sae had gotten in a pretty heated argument which ultimately ended with you hanging up the phone and ignoring it. he is in the states right now for a tournament so he can’t come to you. usually his sullen, dull, asshole personality would be just fine because that’s what you’re used too but this time he went too far.
he seemed like he didn’t even care. he wasn’t due to come back until next month so you opted to block his number leaving him with his “issues” that he has to deal with. if he thinks you’re clingy, fine. you’ll just go on about your business and leave him to do whatever he wanted. he always acts like he doesn’t want to be in a relationship so why not give him the freedom he’s wanted.
sae the moment those words came out his mouth felt like a dick. you were only worried because he had gotten trashed in an interview and it was shown on tv everywhere. he was frustrated and took it out of you, he knew the choice of words that he spoke was wrong but he said it anyways.
after you hung up on him he decided to wait until the morning to talk to you but his text weren’t going through and his calls weren’t either. “I’m sorry, the number you have dialed-” he tossed his phone on the hotel bed grabbing his head in frustration. his day was already starting horrible, usually you two would call each other in the morning and talk about what you’d do during the day so that you two knew when to call each other later.
two weeks passed and at this point he had called your number at least 40 times a day. any free second he had he would call you or text you, this is the longest you two had ever gone without talking to each other and he was seriously getting worried. getting back to his hotel for the night he laid down on his back holding his phone above his face. his phone was basically stuck on your contact card and that was the only form of you he had besides the endless albums of you in his photos or his rotating lockscreen picture.
he backed out of your contact and went to his brother’s reluctantly pressing the call button and waiting for him to answer. “what?” he spoke and sae was already rolling his eyes at his brother attitude. “can you check on y/n?” rin let out an annoyed sigh and sae could hear shuffling on his end of the phone. “y/n are you okay?” he heard you say yeah in the background confused then he heard more shuffling before rin spoke up again.
“she’s fine.” he was about to hang up but sae needed to ask, “why are you with y/n?” “we have dinner ever sunday together.” before any more questions could be asked rin hung up the phone leaving sae feeling more empty than he already was.
a month passed and now with him coming home he was excited to see you but he needed to win this game before going home to you.
you were sitting in your car outside of the stadium debating on whether or not you wanted to go in. you had never missed any of his home games and you didn’t want to start, you just kept going back to your argument. the night sae called rin, that was the only time he had ever come over to yours and sae’s apartment for dinner. you had spoken to him about what happened and even though him and his brother aren’t really that close he gave you good advice.
“sae is an asshole, that not a secret. he doesn’t think before he speaks and doesn’t think about the damage his words can cause. all I have to say is he has never called me for anything relatively important but he just called me to ask if you were okay. I can’t speak for him, he said what he said and now he’s paying the price for it. only speak to him when you are ready.” he ended with that before leaving.
last night when you unblocked his number all the messages and missed calls that you missed flowed through your phone all at once. tears prickled on your bottoms lash line reading all of his text messages. the last one had you crying yourself to sleep while hugging his pillow.
sae <3: this is the last message I’ll send tonight. tomorrow we’re coming back and I would love to see you. I know you are probably still upset with me and I would be too. I hurt the person I love so bad to the point where we haven’t spoken in a month. I miss you, I love you and if you come to the game and even though I’m we haven’t worked things out, if you wear my jersey tomorrow I’ll know that we’ll be okay. sweet dreams princess i love you.
he was right, you were still pissed but you missed sae, prior to the argument he’d been gone for a month already and that made you miss him so much more. the sheets didn’t smell like him anymore nor did his pillow. you wanted sae back but you weren’t going to make it easy for him. unzipping your jacket you slipped the long sleeve over your head then pulled down the mirror to fix your hair and makeup.
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you sat in the VIP section in your normal seat playing on your phone until the game ended. everyone stood up leaving the area while you stayed put, you could see sae being interviewed by someone but because of the distance you couldn’t tell if he was actually paying attention which irked your nerves. he was always so rude to people whenever they interviewed him but went through with them because you asked.
a couple of minutes passed and once almost all the people were gone you noticed sae started to walk towards your direction so you stood up and walked down the steps stopping at the railings that was separating the two of you. “y/n…” he spoke stopping right infront of you, looking at him you kind of glared trying to hide how much you missed him. more silence filled his ears and out of defeat he dropped his head taking a deep breath.
suddenly a small quiet sniffle sounded and he looked back up with tears in his eyes. “I can’t lose you, I fucked up I know I did. if you want to punish me some more then do it but please stop ignoring me I physically can’t do it anymore, I can’t live without you.” standing there you looked at him in shock, he’s never cried before especially over something like this.
“meet me in the tunnel.” “no.” he quickly responded jumping up and climbing over the railing. he landed immediately taking you into his arms, you gasped at his action but ultimately wrapped your arms around him gently rubbing his back. for a quick second you could feel him shaking but you may have been imagining it.
he pulled back keeping his arms wrapped around you so that he could admire what he missed in these two months. “you look gorgeous, I love you princess.”
“I know you do, you and your 1,882 calls” he laughed awkwardly as you pressed a small kiss on his sweaty jawline smiling up at him. “I love you too.”
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hii :) i love ur fics & i was wondering if you could do childhood friends to lovers with friends to lovers w/ miles morales (e-1610) where they're mutually pining but think that they don't feel the same but literally EVERYONE else sees it. bonus points if there's a confession in the rain or an accidental confession while crying when one of them gets seriously injured. sorry if my ask is either too descriptive or not descriptive enough thank you for your time <33
(Hello! Of course I can, lovely! Enjoy!)
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Your guys' crushes on each other was practically orchestrated by y'all's parents
They always knew you guys would in some way like one another
You guys were best friends growing up, never leaving each other's sides
You also forced your parents to be friends just so you guys could hang out even more
You guys were always connected by the hip
If one was near the other was following closely behind
Miles and you always shared everything, sometimes you would come home at like 6 and your parents would be like
"Whose sweater is that?"
"Miles!"
And look at each other knowingly
Rio and your mom were mostly excited, as Rio wholeheartedly approved of you as she thought of you like a bonus child
Everyone could tell you two liked one another, it was no secret
But you guys didn't even know you had feelings until you guys got older
Miles would do anything for you
And I mean anything
Constantly sketching you, you and him as a photo on his lockscreen, he was bursting at the seems trying to keep it in he was Spider-man, but you found out
You guys had those little kid marriages under the slides at recess
You and him fended off childhood bullies or one who teased you guys
Only you two needed each other honestly
You guys obviously had other friends but always were each other's number one
The one to walk with you anywhere just to hold your hand
You guys had "platonic" affection but really just acted together
So many people thought you two were dating when they saw you guys
Ganke actually thought you were dating for like 6 months
You guys denied it over and over but couldn't help but wonder if you guys would ever actually date
His mom was constantly teasing him about you
Half of your closet was really his because he knew he wasn't getting them back
You guys were always out with one another, getting food, hanging on top of rooftops, sneaking away from your parents
He sometimes swung you around on his web shooters
You guys would also hang out at Uncle Aaron's apartment
You were there with the good and the bad
And Miles really needed you in the bad
He was always outside knocking on your window, or sneaking inside or just standing in front of your apartment door
You guys had movie marathons or pulled out old photos of you two when younger
"Look at your missing tooth!"
"Well, look at this horrible ponytail! What is this?!"
"You cut off half of it!"
"Oh, right-"
You guys always were seen giggling, holding each other or laughing your heads off
Everyone would look and know
Begging to be put out their misery
Confessions didn't happen for a long, long time, until a certain time you were almost bleeding to death
"Holy- I'm so sorry, (Name)!"
Miles panicked, by your side and spitting out apologies as you bled, holding your newly adorned soon-to-be battle scar.
"Are you okay?" Miles asked, glancing behind himself as Peter fought, Gwen and the rest of your friends desperately trying to keep up without you guys.
"Are you okay to fight?" Miles asked, grimacing at you and even more so at the look you gave him.
"I think I'm dying, Miles!" You yelled, holding your side in the pain as Miles tried to help stop the bleeding.
"Don't die! You can't die!" Miles said once more, trying to convince himself more than your blood piled beneath you.
"Why not? I'm gonna anyway!" You bickered back, much less concerned for your wound than Miles.
"Because I still have something to still tell you!" Miles tried once more, his own small tears in the corners of his eyes at the thought.
He couldn't lose you.
"Tell me then! What's the point of holding it in now?!" You continued on, shaking your head as your hand was almost coated red.
"I can't!"
"Why not?!"
"Because I'm scared you won't like it." Miles revealed, shaking his head as you gave a look of disbelief.
"Who cares! I'm dying." You countered.
"I like you! I've liked you since we were kids! And I don't want you to die because I'm scared!" Miles yelled back, looking down at his hands as they both tried to stop the blood, making it better, somewhat.
Miles then noticed his mistake, not able to take back his words but instead being able to slowly look up at you, grimacing at himself.
You couldn't help but stare at Miles, barely believing your ears, much less now.
Much less with the boy you had liked since you were kids.
"...you like me?"
"...yeah."
Miles stared at you for a moment, like the world went away as he took in your face as you spoke.
And suddenly, Miles laughed.
Miles laughed hard, the tears in his eyes turned to relief as he laughed. As your best friend, and maybe now more, laughed, you couldn't help but join in.
Miles then took a moment, turning it over in his head before he launched forward, bringing you in closer to him.
You and Miles stared at each other, closer than normal, then suddenly, you couldn't help but lean in and kiss him, one you wanted to do for so long.
The kiss wasn't long, but it was waited for, dreamt about and slow and passionate, lips moving together almost like they were meant to be.
Miles pulled away, not away from you but away enough he could laugh, smiling in victory.
"Have you wanted to do that for as long as I have waited to do that?" You laughed at the both of you, and so did Miles as he nodded.
"Yeah. Yeah I have." Miles shook his head, the same smile there as he hugged you, arms around your waist as he almost pulled you into his lap, but stopped.
"Ow, ow, ow!" You cried out, punching his arm, cause even if you liked each other, you were still best friends, and friends hit.
"I'm sorry! Shit! I'm sorry!" Miles cried out, wincing as he looked at the blood on his arm, wiping it away quickly.
"We gotta get you out of here." Miles said, tucking his arm under yours and starting to lift you to your feet, a bit too rough at your circumstances.
"You think I don't know that?!"
"Don't make me leave you here!"
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wuahae · 8 months
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congrats on 1k!!!!!!!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 i was wondering if I could propose: seungcheol + 12:17am + the swings at the park down the street? hope you have a great day!!!
[00:17] / swings at the park down the street
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the night air sits a little chilly on seungcheol's skin, his t-shirt and jeans not doing much to keep the warmth on an september night. if he looked on the bright side, seungcheol supposes it's a good thing the alcohol comfortably buzzing in his system lets the cold turn into more of a cool breeze, but on the other hand...
"cheol, i think the world stopped spinning!"
seungcheol sighs, turning his head to you. you turn back to him, eyes shining bright as you lean your head on the swing chain. his jacket runs a little too big on you, the ends of the sleeves covering your palms as you hold onto the swing. "do you wanna go for round 2?"
"we have to go home," he chides, exasperated.
"oh relax," you wave off, pushing up the sleeve to take a good look at your empty wrist. "it's only um... 11:00! live a little!"
seungcheol whips his phone out, the time on the lockscreen glaring at full brightness. "it's midnight."
you pout, kicking the bark beneath your feet sullenly. your right heel comes flying off, landing somewhere between the park bench and the see-saw. "lame..."
seungcheol gives you a flat look, making a mental note to pick up your shoe before you leave the park. “you barely made it out of the karaoke bar in one piece, and you want to go for a round 2?”
“well i’m here, aren’t i? perfectly fine and normal!”
“really? what street are we on.”
"you know i'm bad with directions!"
he resists the urge to run a hand down his face. the only reason seungcheol even agreed to coming to the college mixer with you is because he knew you wouldn't fare well if left on your own. the last time you went out drinking, you threw up in the bushes a couple feet behind the street vendor, and the time before that, you'd drunk-dialed him at 3:00AM in tears, and when he managed to get out of the house wearing mismatching flip-flops ready to find you, your friends had managed to grab the phone from you and tell him that you were only crying over a stray cat that wouldn't bother to give you the time of day.
and of course, he was there for you both times, and all the times before that, which only meant that he needed to be there for you this time too. (seungcheol tries not to think about the implications of that statement for too long, otherwise he'll start feeling as stupid as jeonghan's judgemental looks tell him he is.)
you narrow your eyes, waggling your finger at him. "so are you gonna tell me about it?"
"about what?"
"the mixer!" you exclaim. "i saw nayoung making googly-eyes at you the whole time. did you get her number?"
seungcheol pauses. "who?"
you throw your hands in the air, exasperated. "um, lee nayoung? literally every guy in our year would pay to get her to even look at them for five seconds, and she was looking at you all night. for free!"
frowning, seungcheol tilts his head. “doesn’t ring a bell.”
you lean back on the swing, and seungcheol readies himself in case you lose balance and fall backwards. "you're so hopeless, cheol. i keep inviting you to these things cause everyone keeps calling you painfully single, but we end up having this conversation every time. isn't there anyone you like?"
yeah, he bites his tongue. you.
he could say it. he could say it right now. maybe if he said it, then it would be like ripping off a bandaid. quick—not quite painless, but it had to be better than existing in this weird limbo where he's the first one you call when you're drunk and you're the first person he thinks of telling when anything good in his life happens. if he said it, no matter the result, at least he wouldn't have to keep it a secret anymore. at least you would know.
but instead, seungcheol says:
"it's late. we need to go back."
there's a brief pause, one where you shift in your swingseat and the cold metal presses against the skin of his palms as he wrestles with the weight of everything he's squashed down inside him, yet again.
“…can we at least get fishcakes on our way home?" you ask, and you at least have the decency to sound a little sheepish about it.
your shoulder moves slightly, jacket slipping off your shoulder. seungcheol sighs, walking over to adjusting it, before zipping it up fully. it would only get colder through the night. he really was an idiot.
"yeah. the usual?"
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epickiya722 · 2 years
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💚 More Random Headcanons I Have for the Izucrew (or Dekusquad) Because, Again, Why Not? 💚
YOU CAN FIND THE FIRST PART HERE!!
AND LOCKSCREENS OF THE SQUAD HERE!!
AND MEMES BASED OF A FIC OF MINE HERE!!
As a gag, Iida, Shinsou and Uraraka had gotten Todoroki an assortment of those special ice molds with the funky shapes. Turns out, he loves them and uses them faithfully. He was very amazed to know he could make teddy bear shaped ice.
Todoroki has a first aid kit on hand wherever they go. They can be in class, out training, even in a convenience store picking up snacks. He has it.
Midoriya has notebooks for each of them. Special notebooks that hold individual memories he has with everyone in their group along with his appreciation and what they do for him. Each notebook is also decorated based off their aesthetics and he plans to give them the notebooks at their graduation. (He has a notebook for everyone in the class… and his teachers.)
Asui’s siblings, Todoroki’s siblings and Iida’s older brother are everyone’s siblings in the group. No questions asked.
On that note, Iida still doesn’t know how his friends got Tensei’s number.
Eri is also their little sister. She can get away with almost anything and she gets along with Asui the most, other than Midoriya.
Believe it or not, they have gotten into situations more times than the Katsucrew (Bakusquad, yeah I’m sticking to it). Mostly for the unfortunate events of being trouble magnets. It’s not on purpose and Aizawa gives them a slap on the wrist, but they do worry him a lot.
Ojiro, Yaoyorozu, Aoyama and Tokoyami are occasional members. They usually know about anything secretive from the squad.
Shinsou owns fuzzy socks.
He sometimes uses his Persona Chords for fun on the group. Hearing the words “So I’m sitting there, barbecue sauce on my tiddies” in Todoroki’s voice will never not be funny to them. Yes, including to Todoroki.
The group once had to comfort Midoriya when he missed the sale of a special edition of an All Might figure set. He was unaware All Might actually got it for him before it was even released.
Shinsou was chased down by Midoriya for making his hot cocoa with water. It took Asui and Bakugou to team up and calm him down and convince that “No, Shinsou doesn’t need to have a broken arm”. Later, Shinsou’s cat sweaters went missing.
Todoroki has a lot of embarrassing photos.
They had learned the hard way that Uraraka’s mochi is not to be touched unless she wants to share.
Maybe a part three if anyone wants it!
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gallavich-headcanon · 2 years
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Today headcanon questions! Send a number to hear the headcanon
Where do Ian and Mickey go for their first international vacation?
Have Mickey and Ian ever snuck in gone to a concert together?
Who is more jealous?
Do they have another anniversary besides their wedding? (First time they hooked up / kissed)
Does Ian get a tattoo for Mickey?
Do either of them have a secret talent?
Do either of them snore?
What’s Mickey’s favorite position?
What’s Ian’s favorite position?
Who is Mickey’s favorite brother/sister in law?
When did Ian first say I love you to Mickey?
What’s their lockscreen?
Secret dirty kink they have?
Secret cute pet name for each other?
Did Mickey learn how to swim?
Can Ian actually successfully grow tomatoes?
Do they share shampoo and soap or do they each get their own?
Did Mickey give bubble baths another chance?
Did Mickey actually spell monogamy wrong?
What social medias do they have?
don’t be shy, tag your favorite blogs so you can hear their headcanons!
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kpop-locks · 11 months
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soulmateszedits · 8 months
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⌜ Léa × Secret Number ⌝ ᓚᘏᗢ
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prplocks · 4 months
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1. What's set as your palmhusk's lockscreen? Hivescreen? Why?
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Ive been u2ing 7hi2 2ince feeding 2chool and i 2hall never change i7
3. Do you have any nicknames given to you that are especially close to your pusher? Any reason why?
I2 i7 weird 7o an2wer "goldie" i 7hink goldie, i72 mo27ly cau2e of 7he who called me 7ha7, al2o i7 wa2 funny when 7hey did i7
4. Barkbeasts vs. purrbeasts?
BARKBEA272! ALL 7HE WAY! purrbe272 are no7 bad 7heyre cu7e bu7 cmoooooon you ever play wi7h a barkbea27? You even hang ou7 wi7h one? Ab2olu7ely barkbea272!
9. What's your favourite obscure fact that you know?
Oh 2hi7 uhhhhh uhhhh i don7 know any fac72 im ju27 now learning 2orry
14. What's something you've always wanted to do but been unable to, for whatever reason?
I 7hink 7hi2 i2 7he 7hird 7ime ive been a2ked 7hi2, i main7ain 7he an2wer of picking up corr and 2pinning him really fa27, i al2o wanna grow old in al7ernia
16. Three things that make you happy?
I can7 ju27 make a li27 of people can i? 7ha7 would be way more 7hen 3 anyway 2o im pu77ing my whole 7roll2 li27 on number one
2 would be cooking
3 would be mu2ical2
17. How many goregle/flamingslybeast tabs do you have open right now?
OH BOY, wai7 le7 me coun7
Palmhu2k: over 600 i 27oped coun7ing
Hu2k7op: 87 bu7 i have around page2 2aved
Ive been working 7woard2 clo2ing 7hem la7ely
20. Do you collect anything?
2eed2! Ac7ually i collec7 every7hing i encoun7er my 2ylladex i2 a me22, bu7 i have 2o many 2eeeeeeed2
21. What's something that never fails to cheer you up?
7roll2, being 2urrounded by people i like i2 my jam, 2ound2 of 7raffic ou72ide 7o 2leep and chill 7o
24. Share a secret?
I have no 2ecre72, excep7 7he one2 i have, bu7 7ha72 no7 for you 7o know
27. Describe yourself in three words?
Cool. Funny. Confiden7
32. What's your dream job? (Not limited by caste)
Hone27ly i don7 7hink i have a "dream job" a2 long a2 i ge7 free 7ime and good pay, my la27 job wa2 dealing wi7h cu27omer2 in a re27auran7, i7 wa2 pre77y grea7
34. What is the ideal time and length for a nap?
15 minu7e2, any longer and i72 a wa27e of 7ime, 2leep during 7he day fucker
37. Do you think you fit into stereotypes for your caste?
Nope, im bad a7 compu7er2, i have no in7ere27 in bee2, and i don7 even look like a goldblood, im a2 non gold a2 a gold ge72
40. What is your favourite thing about Grumblr?
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muses-archive · 2 years
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On the cards #6: success in cringe
They were late even with Thoma speeding way too dangerously so they only saw the last few moments of the performance. The darkness and the mirror setup nonetheless leaves Kazuha in some stupor days after. The lithe figure, the form fitting outfit, the trailing sleeve… it’s a departure from the more baggy clothes he’s used to seeing.
He can’t possibly bring it up though. He doesn’t think he’s meant to see it. After all, he never made any mention of it. He should apologize, right? He takes out his phone, intending to make a call, then realizes he’d never asked for Xiao’s number. He’s already asked for so many favours of Tomo (by extension, Thoma) to not want to request this Totally Vital Information, nor does he want to make it seem even weirder. 
All he wanted was a change of pace to maybe kickstart his writing after work. It was the only one they could watch that weekend since its scheduling was erratic to begin with. He really didn’t know! Is there anything he could do to apologize? Did he even realize he was there? This is just getting out of hand -
The salesperson is giving him a look. He must have been making faces while browsing. He wants to die. He tries to give an apologetic smile, slowly backing away from the markers he’d been scrutinizing, and bumps into someone. Mentally cursing the narrow aisles of this hole-in-the-wall shop, he begins to say sorry, and freezes. Before he can collect himself, Xiao’s dragging him out by the wrist.
Next thing he knows, he gets treated to some juice. “Wait! I wanted to apologize for the other weekend! I really didn’t know it was you -”
Xiao doesn’t look particularly menacing when he’s drinking from a garishly coloured cup with a straw, but -
“That’s what you’ve been worrying about?” 
“Y-yes…? Weren’t you keeping it a secret?”
The suspense is killing him. Xiao raises an eyebrow. “I am.”
“I thought you’d be madder…”
He shrugs. “I didn’t intend for you to find out. Since you have, it’s… not that big a deal, really. I trust you.”
Kazuha is sure his heart stops beating for several seconds. He knows his jaw falls open. Xiao’s laughing . He’s trying to cover his mouth but he’s laughing . He almost wants to throw the juice in his face. His face heats up in response, and he sinks to the ground. Remembering the drink in his hand, he sips away, feeling like a complete loser.
“How much of it did you see anyway?”
“Maybe 5 seconds,” he mumbles. He was too busy overthinking.
“And you were worried over that? I’m surprised you even recognized me.” He sounds like he’s struggling not to laugh again. Gods above, someone just shoot him already. 
The realization dawns on him. Had he been thinking of Xiao often enough to make the connections…? He needs to fly home to Inazuma and walk off a cliff and even that wouldn’t be enough to relieve him of his embarrassment. He deserves to be laughed at.
“What were you performing anyway?” he asks, in the most defeated tone he can muster. In for a penny, in for a pound.
“It’s some short excerpt I found. No ending,” Kazuha perks up when it’s Xiao’s turn to be flustered, avoiding his eyes. Must be more self disclosure than he intended.
“Oh?” 
“Well.” A deep breath. “You can come watch next time and decide. I’ll let you know when.”
He holds out his hand. Kazuha stares, dumbfounded, feeling ridiculously pleased at the shade of red creeping up Xiao’s face. He pulls over his hood, in a cute attempt to hide. It does nothing while Kazuha’s still crouched, his self pity ebbing away with every passing minute at this turn of events. “I’ll give you my number.”
Obediently, he fishes out his phone and places it in the proffered palm. He’s dimly aware that his lockscreen and homescreen are fortunately very innocuous things, being photos of some cloud formations that he likes, and that in the rush, he both forgot what supplies he actually needed, and that he has to run to class very soon. 
“There. I…” as though he hit his quota of words for the day, Xiao hesitates. “Treat me next time.”
With Kazuha’s phone safely back in his hands, Xiao leaves with haste, leaving him in a daze. 
Attendance score be damned. There’s no functioning to be had today.
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