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many-gay-magpies · 2 years

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jino insufferable history class vampire UR SO RIGHT okay but we assume that they Have been in the world for a good while and if the orphanage let them have newspapers (according to webnovel *gags a little* they did have ~classes~ of some sort) the guys Might have some knowledge of things just through current events and stuff. which would be hilarious. i’m also starting to get a fun sense of the dark moon moral compass with jaan at one far end and jino and shion on the other. one end being cautious and paranoid and the other being “🤣🤣 fuck it !” and you know what i see it and i vibe

NOT THE SPIDER-WALK. POOR STUDENT WOULDNT EVEN KNOW WHAT HIT THEM THEG PROBABLY WOULDNT EVEN RECOGNIZE IT AS JINO AND JUST TEAR OUTTA THERE LIKE A BAT OUTTA HELL. but hey at least it adds to the school urban legend of fuckin Monsters enforcing curfew?

GREAT WE’RE BOTH CRYING OVER NOA NOW GOOD TO KNOW

no yeah sooha would be a great foil to solon especially since being immortal/with your brothers for centuries is kind of . a static way to live. they probably have this mentality of “this is how we are and how we’ve always been and how we always will be” because of their immortality and experiences. sooha shows them they can still Change and they don’t have to stay static forever. being immortal doesn’t mean you can’t still grow along the way

- vrvr anon

honestly i Love the concept of immortals using their age/immortality to be like "smh yall are teaching it wrong believe me i was THERE" whether or not they ACTUALLY know the truth lmao. or just immortals using their immortality to fuck around in general.

NOT THE GAGGING HSFJGDJHFJ but yeah-- and now the thought of the orphanage giving them newspapers and such to keep up with current events and keep up the illusion of normalcy in the orphanage ALSO makes me think. well the vampires probably have a few possessions theyve collected over the years that are priceless antiques now just because of how old they are. like imagine they happen across an appraiser or a historian or something and they just LOSE IT because "holy shit that watch is worth hundreds of dollars i havent seen one like that in so long where did you get it?!?!" and jino just has to he like "HAHA I GOT IT FROM MY GRANDFATHER,,," even though he knows FULL WELL he bought and/or pickpocketed it from someone himself some time in the mid-eighteenth century.

also you know that thing with vampires going to museums and finding belongings of theres? imagine the guys going to a museum and seeing, like, an entire exhibit made out of the salvaged remains of one of their hideouts from the 1940s. they're all yelling at each other (telepathically, because revealing that you're immortal in a public setting where anyone can hear is probably not the best idea) "HEY WHAT THE HELL THAT WAS MY JOURNAL WHY DID Y- oh thank god it was burned in a fire when they found it" "your journal?!? bitch they have the fucking sKETCHES I DID OF THAT ONE RANDOM HOT GUY FROM THAT CAFE IN 1934, THEY CAUGHT ME BEING A CREEP IN 4K--" "is that my tOOTHBRUSH are you ACTUALLY kidding me--" "THATS where i left that necktie!" the possibilities are endless lmao.

yeah the moral compass-- jino and shion are definitely on the "🤣🤣 fuck it" side of the spectrum, while jaan, solon, and maybe jakah are more on the cautious/paranoid side. heli i feel like is kind of in the middle, where he's constantly some level of worried about them being found out and tracked by the orphanage, but he also likes to see his brothers have fun and doesn't see the harm in a few shenanigans here and there.

YEAH LMAO. and now im just picturing the decelis faculty watching all these reports of nightmare-inducing school cryptids roll in like "how much is too much,,,"

GOTTA LOVE SOME GOOD NOA-INDUCED TEARS.

okay but honestly speaking i have a Lot of feelings about how immortality changes the way people (or... NOT-people, as the case may be) exist and change and view themselves. living for that long, especially if you stay disconnected from the rest of humanity like the vampires evidently have been, probably makes you pretty detached from reality—it can create an "us" vs "them" mentality of sorts; the mortals, with their short, fleeting lives where everything goes so fast and they're constantly changing to keep up with it, and then us, the immortals, who have all the time in the world, so why shouldn't we take it? it seems like it would be easy for the vampires to become stagnant, like you said; convinced that their minds have been frozen in time along with their bodies. with no one to form connections with outside of each other, they just repeat what they've always done, forgetting that CHANGE is even possible for them. but sooha is mortal; even though she's like them, she's still growing and changing every day, and maybe being around her can teach them that they still can, too.

#asks #anon 📝#vrvr anon #dark moon universe #dark moon nonsense

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utapri-imagines-scenarios · 5 years

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HEAVENS with a S/O whom is a couch potato (y’know- sweatpants and a hoodie, fuzzy socks, sleeping loads, C H O C O L A T E, doesn’t do much with her appearance, doesn’t like to go outside and doesn’t unless she ran out of chocolate, then she’s going to a corner shop to purchase that brown goodness). Then, one night, S/O and her partner are invited to a fancy party- so he comes down looking swanky and she emerges like a GODDESS (styled hair, nice dress, makeup) and is like “let’s go”-Amy

HEAVENS reaction to their couch potato S/O dressing up for date night:

Yamato Hyuga

This boy is used to coming home drenched in sweat after a long work out to be greeted with a lazy and messy S/O. They would have a makeshift nest in the bedroom with all the snacks in a pile, dark circles under the eyes, and blanket draped over themselves as they binge watch an entire Netflix series. Perfect, exactly where he left them this morning.

Yamato may seem like a freakish health nut, and he is, but he never forces exercise on his S/O - mainly because they would complain the entire time. He thinks it is kind of adorable how they get so immersed into a Netflix series or surfing on the internet for hours. However, he will draw a line if they begin to miss meals and completely ignore his presence.

Date nights usually are planned on his gym cheat days - meaning lots and lots of carbs with junk food. He appreciates a nice binge every now and again. His favorite date nights are when he and his S/O go out to pick out a movie together and buy snacks, then come home and completely immerse themselves into each other. That is usually the only time where you will see Yamato show his softer side towards his partner.

However, there will be a time when his S/O is invited to an important charity event that HEAVENS will attend. He is not worried about how they would dress, simply because he loves them no matter what they wore. However, when they did their big reveal out of the bedroom, Yamato was speechless. Sure, they would have looked hot with just a potato sack on, but something about seeing them dressed up formally just gives him something entirely new to appreciate about them. Expect plenty of compliments and showing off during the entire event.

Eichi Otori

A literal workaholic that seems to have never rested in their entire lives. Eichi honestly does not understand people who are very relaxed and prefer to stay home as opposed to working. However, having this type of S/O may be good for him! Having a partner who enjoys staying home in a comfy pair of fuzzy socks while eating sweets could be just the person to convince this young-old man to finally take a break.

It is possible Eichi may melt into his S/O’s soft pleas for just a few minutes of cuddling, which may lead to hours - then whoops, an entire day is gone and Eichi is sleeping peacefully. You may even get Eichi addicted to some of your favorite shows if they are not overly ridiculous. However, similar to Yamato, Eichi will take on the roll of caregiver if he sees his S/O begin to neglect their daily obligations or life being strained by their habit.

Date nights are far and few between, as you may expect. The poor boy is carrying a lot on his shoulders and may not have time to spend quality time with his love, however he does make up for it through specially planned dates or signs of affection. Dates are extravagant with Eichi, starting from the moment you wake up with a bedside note with breakfast to spending the entire day together that eventually ends with you both in each others arms in deep affections.

Being the leader of HEAVENS, Eichi has certain expectations upon him and as his partner - so do they. He won’t nag them or micromanage what they wear to formal events, but Eichi will remind them of the type of event they are attending. However, all of his worries simply melt away at the first glance of his S/O walking towards him. He swears he has never believed in Goddesses before until now. Eichi would not bother to hide his wide smile and glint in his eyes, opting to hold their hand and place a gentle kiss on their knuckles before escorting them inside the doors. Expect plenty of bragging and compliments from him, he can’t help it!

Van Kiryuin

Ms. Potato, please meet Mr. Potato. The boy may look high maintenance due to his amazing hair and style, but he is still a guy - and sloppy one at that. Only HEAVENS know the true side of Van, that he has a very messy room and loves to laze around instead of working. So of course having a similar partner is ideal for him and further enhances his habits.

Van is simply smitten with his S/O in the first place, so a bare face and a few food stains on their clothes does not deter him away. If his S/O happens to be too shy to go to the corner store to restock on snacks, he is your boy! He would buy an entire shelf of chocolate if he just got a smile from you (or a kiss...he isn’t picky). Also, PLEASE wear one of his hoodies. He would literally die if he got to see his partner wearing one of his hoodies, especially if they were a smol S/O and have sleeve paws.

Date nights are rare in your relationship, simply because Van is a busy guy and he also wants each to be special. However, he does make it a rule to do something together each Friday night. These nights usually consist of renting movies, going to a drive-in movie (While sneaking in snacks, of course), or perhaps just driving around in his car.

Formal dinner parties are part of the glam when you are living the Idol life, so Van knows the drill when he has to make a good impression for the media and potential record label owners. When these events arise, he may be hesitant to invite his S/O simply because he knows they prefer to be comfortable in their own way and rather stay home. However, on the chance his S/O surprises him with a beautiful ballgown with makeup fully glammed up - Van is flustered. Who are you, and what did you do to his girl? While he loves that they put in the effort, he will make sure to keep an eye on them incase they get tired of walking in heels or the atmosphere gets too much. While Van loves to see his S/O dressed up, he can’t wait to get them undressed to see their true selves!

Eiji Otori

Absolutely loves his little couch potato. Eiji loves nothing more than to come home after a long day of work to find his darling wrapped in a burrito blanket on the couch. Often he find them watching their favorite show without him - even if they agreed to watch those episodes together.

He thinks that they are absolutely beautiful they way they are, no matter how many food crumbs are on their shirt or hair is knotted up in a bun - they are a vision of beauty to him. Eiji is also a huge softy, so it is not uncommon for his darling to coerce him to partake in lazy food fests.

When date night comes up he always takes in their comfort into account. He knows they are not one to dress up often - so he will opt to take them somewhere casual. However, what he did not know was his darling was planning to surprise him with a fancy dinner and romantic night out.

Hours of styling their hair and picking out the best fitting attire becomes minimal by the sheer reaction of the idol when he sees his normal potato turn into a beautiful flower. Seriously, who is this person in his home? Eiji is so shook and honestly cannot wipe the smile from his face! Although he loves his partner no matter what state, something about seeing them dressed up and clear eyed makes him wonder how they look on a special wedding day, hopefully in the future - if that date night goes well.

Shion Amakusa

This boy is probably a couch potato, too. He prefers the comforts of home and away from the overbearing crowds that come with being an idol. To have a lazy, cuddly S/O makes him feel at home and he enjoys their comfort in each other. If you are not careful, he will enhance his habits of not picking up for himself or postponing his work to the point of his own S/O nagging him. Shion honestly would use his partner as an excuse to stay home from practice or interviews because he is just too comfortable to leave their side. Please, someone give this boy structure in his life.

If their shared home runs out of food, then it would probably be the responsibility of his S/O to run to the corner store for a quick snack. Usually Shion is good with keeping up with your stockpile of junk food goodies, but there are times his S/O catches him in the kitchen in the middle of the night snacking. Shion is a huge midnight snacker and will happily binge that chocolate cake you were saving in the fridge for later.

Date nights consist of quite walks around the block and perhaps a nice visit in a secluded cafe that no one really goes to. Shion cherishes his privacy and does not want to involve his S/O in his public life - therefore he will choose simpler date nights. Although they may not be exciting, you can tell by the way Shion acts that he enjoys his alone time with his partner. When Shion goes on tour, dates are far and few between, so expect a lot of nights where it is just him and his partner comfortably embracing each other on the couch with a movie.

Every once in awhile Shion may be forced to attend a formal gathering, so it is without question his S/O would also be invited and perhaps expected to be his date. During these times Shion will emphasize that they should just wear what makes them comfortable, they could wear sweatpants for all he cares. However, the moment he sees his lovely partner walking towards him in their beautiful dress and hair neatly fixed - the boy is smitten. He will slightly stumble on his words while trying to compliment them, he is just so shook. He may even feel a bit insecure next to his S/O because they are just so beautiful in his eyes, so expect an arm wrapped around their waist the whole night.

Nagi Mikado

Honestly, the only one in HEAVENS that may have a problem with having a potato as a S/O. Nagi prides himself in being pristine, cute, and overall well put-together. While he adores his S/O, he can also be overbearing and may nag as his S/O to try and put an effort in their appearance. It is possible that this may lead to arguments in the relationship, however once time goes on Nagi may begin to embrace the potato side of his S/O.

His S/O may have an influence on his diet, especially if they eat sweets. Nagi has a sweet tooth and may allow himself to indulge in a binge or two while spending time with his partner. He sees no harm in spending time with them and snacking on their favorite foods, just as long as they are together! Nagi is also a fan of wearing comfortable clothes, but they must be tasteful. You will often find S/O stealing his partners sweatshirts or fuzzy socks because, “they are much cuter than his”.

When date nights come around Nagi would usually take the more comfortable route just because he is used to living on the road with HEAVENS and honestly nothing can beat spending quality time at home with his partner. However, he will often wonder what his partner may look like dressed up for a special dinner date or photoshoot together.

When Nagi sees his S/O dressed up for the first time in full glam, the boy is simply star struck! Please, someone check up on him. He cannot breathe and he is beginning to stutter at every word, no one has ever gotten the better of Nagi like this before. He cannot help but to survey his S/O and make them twirl around so he can get a better look. Expect plenty of comments and bragging on his part during your date - He cannot stop gushing about having the cutest partner out of HEAVENS and he will literally talk every mans ear off until they get the picture that they are his.

Kira Sumeragi

Although Kira would not necessarily call himself lazy, he does have his flaws where he would procrastinate or completely avoid doing a task all day. Having a couch potato for a partner will only enhance his bad habits. Sure, he needs to be getting ready to practice with HEAVENS or go to an interview for TV - but doesn’t just laying here on the couch together feel nice? He loves to just put on cozy clothes and have his S/O lay their head in his lap while they immerse themselves in TV or afternoon naps

Rainy days are the worst, because Kira will simply fall into the trap of his S/O’s big puppy eyes and he will join them for a movie marathon or search the internet together. He will even order pizza if they do not feel like cooking, which is most likely. Kira also has no problems with going out to restock their snack stash in exchange for more lazy time together.

Date nights usually consist of going to a local park and eating out or perhaps seeing a movie - nothing really fancy or worth dressing up for. Kira knows that his S/O is more comfortable wearing just pants and a T-Shirt, which he is completely fine with. However, he does something wonder what they would look like if they perhaps dressed up a bit.

Once a special event arises that requires Kira to wear a suit, he is almost giddy with the thought of his partner dressing up as well. Once they are getting ready and reveal themselves, he is breathless. Their skin is clearer, eyes are bright with long lashes fluttering and their figure is decorated with a beautiful formal outfit. This is usually one of the rare moments that Kira will actually express himself and verbally compliment his S/O, almost to the point of worship. All through the night he doesn’t hide that small smirk tugging the corners of his lips as he watches people do a double take on his beautiful partner.

#Utapri #uta no prince sama #Utapri Imagiens #uta no prince sama imagines #heavens #HEAVENS imagines #eijiotori #kirasumeragi #nagimikado #shionamakusa #YamatoHyuga #EichiOtori #vankiryuin

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yumapii · 4 years

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[Event Story] Gold ☆ Hunter [9/12]

Parts 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12

Yuma: Erm, Kumarin-senpai.

Rintarou: Huh? Wassup, Yuma-kun. That’s a serious expression you’ve got there.

Yuma: I… Can I use some golden potatoes to make Sweet Potato Soup? I just really miss the taste of Kagoshima…

Rintarou: !

Rintarou: Of course ☆

// At Yuma-kun’s proposal, we cut up a bunch of chicken, burdock, carrot, radish, konjac, wheat, onion, and deep fried tofu, to mix together. Plus a sprinkle of miso at the end for flavour. //

Rintarou: How’s it?

// Yuma-kun pinched some of the soup, chewed, then titled his head. //

Yuma: Something’s… different…

Yanagi: It’s delicious but I guess it’s because we made Sweet Potato Soup without sweet potatoes?

// Yanayana poked at a golden potato and laughed. //

Rintarou: Maybe it’s the different seasoning? This is rice miso, after all.

Yuma: Ah, I think that’s possible…

Rintarou: The one you use at your place is wheat miso, right?

Yuma: Yes.

Rintarou: As I thought ☆

Yuma: …But I get the feeling that’s not all.

Rintarou: ( Oh, it’s that thing, huh? )

Rintarou: Because this place isn’t home?

// Yuma-kun nods, then as if thinking of the sea in his hometown, he closes his eyes. //

Yanagi: Well, Yuma’s Granma is a really good cook after all.

Yuma: Mari always asks for too much and I end up eating her leftovers. Even though it’s become cold, it’s still delicious.

Yuni: They call that the ‘taste of family’ don’t they?

Rintarou: Yuniyuni?

Yuni: I also like nii-sama’s cooking so I understand.

Yuma & Yuni: …..

Yanagi: Hmm, I guess you’re homesick.

Rintarou: Homesick?!

Rintarou: ( That’s something I don’t understand~ )

// It just doesn’t make sense to me. //

Rintarou: ( I understand treasuring your family members, but why is there a need to feel dispirited when the other party is still alive? …Is what I think but I prolly shouldn’t say that. )

Rintarou: Yanayana, what should we do at a time like this? Should we invite everyone’s families here?

Yanagi: Err… I don’t think that’s…

Yuni: Mou man tai! Because the proof of love is right here!

Rintarou: And this is?

Yuni: Nii-sama’s cooking recipes.

Yuni: When it was decided that nii-sama would go to Shinonome, he left a collection of my favourite recipes with the family chef, and I stole it ♪ From Menthol Zata to Cassata and Granita… Each one is very buono! (1)

// Taking a look at the notebook, apart from the list of sweet, cold desserts perfect for summer, there were also some staple Italian pasta dishes. //

Rintarou: Way to go, Shigure-chan. Oh, there’s even a recipe for potato Gnocchi! (1)

Yuni: It’s very good!

Rintarou: Then let’s make some golden potato Gnocchi ☆

Yuni: Yay!

// Yuniyuni and Yuma-kun’s eyes lit up. //

// We boil the golden potatoes and add some flour, then knead the mixture together with salt and olive oil. From the huge ball of dough, we pinch out smaller rolls, and use a fork to create the patterns. Then, we boil those with a lot of water, and after draining, dress with sauce, and voila. //

……….

[scene: lounge]

// Surely this potato-ey menu would restore the overall mood, I think, as we bring out each dish to the lounge, ready to start the Golden Potato Party. //

// Even the others who didn’t participate in the treasure hunt were lured over by the smell. //

Touji: Mikekado-senpai! I had been meaning to ask, but how did you and your family spend the holidays?

Shion: What’s up with that all of a sudden?

Touji: Ah, no, I am surely not asking out of a guilty conscience! I was wondering if Mikekado-senpai’s family also passed the year favourably, or something!

Shion: I don’t know.

Touji: You don’t know?

Shion: Since I didn’t go back.

// Saying his piece, Mikepon leaves the area. //

Touji: Didn’t go back? Not once throughout the holiday?! Mikekado-senpai! …He’s gone.

Touji: What a thing! Does this mean my plan failed? No wait, maybe I just have to increase the volume!

// Murmuring something to himself, Touji exits the longue hastily. //

Rintarou: ( Huh? )

// That’s the direction of… //

(1) another list of food they talk about - menthol zata is the only thing here i transliterated because i couldn’t find a corresponding item description in english, however i do gather that it’s a type of minty drink and in particular was featured as the kumayuni pair item during dream!ing’s white day cafe event - cassata: traditional sicilian cake - granita: frozen dessert similar to shaved ice - gnocchi: a type of pasta

#dream!ing #translation #event story #event:gold hunter #kuma rintarou #bianchi yuni #mochizuki yuma #hanabusa yanagi #harimiya touji #mikekado shion

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no6secretsanta · 6 years

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A Tale of Two Idiots (In Love)

Merry Christmas, Weisel! This came to me as cracky idea and developed itself into something I actually like. Hope you enjoy this dorky high school AU! ~asterrat

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Shakespeare in the Park was one of Nezumi's favourite parts of summer, because what was better than seeing a casual yet spectacular performance of a great play right in the middle of the local park? Sure, he could do without the screaming children and their harried parents, but who was he to complain? (Really, he complained a lot, but he still went every time there was a play he liked)

Usually, he'd perch up in a tree for the best view and fewest disturbances, but today was...different. Nezumi had taken to the ground and spread the picnic blanket on a slight hill on the field, facing centre stage. It had not been easy to get such a good spot in the field―just enough distance to see the whole stage but just close enough to hear everything wonderfully clearly, and with just enough incline to get the perfect view. And as a bonus, no one's head was obscuring his vision.

In short, it was a great spot. But why wasn't Nezumi in a tree?

Simple: Shion.

Nezumi had dragged his friend with him after having promised to do so the moment he learned that Shion was unaware of Shakespeare in the Park. For someone who spent so much time wandering about the park and its surrounding nature reserves, it was a travesty.

It hadn't taken much for Shion to get excited about the event, either. Apparently Nezumi's passion was contagious.

Nezumi had expected Shion to be watching the stage with rapt attention, so when he turned to whisper a comment to Shion about the intricacies of Viola's disguise, he was surprised to find that Shion had set his arm over his knees and rested his chin in the crook of it. His eyes were closed, and for a moment, a dark cloud of annoyance shadowed Nezumi―they'd come here to watch a play and Shion was sleeping?

But then a gust of wind swept Shion's hair away from his face and blew the storm cloud right out of Nezumi, stealing his breath along with it.

Shion was alluring, and it hit Nezumi like a full compilation of The History of Middle Earth dropped directly on his chest. The half-light of late afternoon glinted off Shion's fluffy white hair and cast light and shadows on his face that softened his jaw and cheekbones and smoothed his skin, making him look like an oil painting. He seemed so at-peace and ethereal that Nezumi almost felt bad about waking him up. Almost.

He reached out, intending to jostle Shion's shoulder until he woke up, but then he noticed the dark semicircles under Shion's eyes, only accentuated by his pale skin and snowy eyelashes. His studious friend had probably been up too late, absorbed in some assignment or paper.

Maybe he'd let Shion sleep on; he certainly seemed to need it. And since Nezumi had fallen for a distraction during a performance, it wouldn't be fair if he didn't let Shion get away with it once too, right?

2.---

At first, the touches had been so subtle that Shion hadn't noticed at all. He and Nezumi were unusually close friends, so what was weird if the backs of their hands brushed as they walked? Or if they leaned on each other while reading or soon homework? Or if Nezumi ruffled Shion's hair whenever they passed by each other in the hallways?

The answer was: nothing. There was nothing weird about it all, even if recently, Nezumi did seem to initiate casual physical contact a bit more often.

Except...Safu didn't think so. Her eyes always narrowed when Nezumi slung an arm around Shion's shoulders and leaned slightly to rest his weight on him, when Nezumi rested his elbows on Shion's shoulders as Shion studied with Safu, or when Nezumi's fingers lingered in Shion's hair for longer than the usual platonic hair ruffle.

"Is he taking advantage of you?" She asked, standing next to Shion in the bus to go to the local museum, where there was a human anatomy exhibit she was interested in.

"Who, Tori? Maybe a bit, but I don't mind! I actually enjoy collecting samples and checking in on the planned quadrats, so it's no big deal. Besides, he's not the laziest lab partner I've ever had, so it's fine, Safu, don't worry!"

"No, not him. Nezumi. I know you've known him for a long time, so you should be well aware of his habits. Aren't some of his recent behavioural patterns unusual?"

And that was when it finally hit Shion. "No! He's not being weird, or anything! I mean, yes, he's been acting differently, but I've been doing that too..."

"..."

"And besides, I kind of like it", Shion admitted, unembarrassed, though he felt heat creeping up the back of his neck. He didn't know why, but a warm swooping feeling in his belly made him feel like he was spinning, falling. It was nice, he thought, as he flashed her what he thought as a reassuring smile.

3.---

"The point, envenom'd too!? Then, venom, to thy work!" Nezumi shouted, jabbing his umbrella in a rather impressive lunge as wind whipped his hair wildly behind him.

Even though Shion was getting drizzled on, he found that it was impossible to be annoyed, not when Nezumi was posed so spectacularly, a coil of power, as wind and rainwater swirled about his body. Shion was captivated.

"Nezumi, that was really, really passionate and angry, I think you're going to be a really good Ha-"

"Fuck!"

There was a sudden gust of wind, and the umbrella inverted. Caught off guard, Nezumi lost his balance and stumbled. Then, as if on cue, thunder rumbled and the sky broke open. The drizzle became a downpour, and of course Nezumi had just broken their umbrella wielding it in some swashbuckling display of swordsmanship.

Nezumi yanked his oversized scarf over his head and frantically tried to fix the umbrella. It was a battle of metal joints versus human joints―and they were locked in stalemate.

"Hey!" Shion shouted to be heard over the sound of the pouring water and Nezumi's own creative insults toward the umbrella. "Let's just wait out the storm in the cafe-bookstore ahead, alright?"

Hair slicked to his face and grey eyes flat like cement, Nezumi agreed and jogged after Shion. He usually hated the place―whose idea was it to open a cafe next to a bookstore, a bastion of literature? All that the cafe caused were sticky covers from unfortunate spills and crumb-filled picture books. Books were the casualties, and that rankled on Nezumi's nerves.

It'd be unforgivable except for the fact that it actually got people to walk in, so Nezumi reluctantly concluded that it was a necessary evil, one that he was about to take advantage of, because he was drenched and freezing.

They skidded to a stop right before the entrance and, after Nezumi leaned the broken umbrella on the wall outside, walked in as dignified as they could, given their dishevelled states. The bored-looking teenager at the counter spared Nezumi and Shion an uninterested look, probably to ensure that they weren't criminals, then ignored them completely. Perhaps a cup of hot chocolate would warm him up, Nezumi thought, then patted his pocket. Nothing.

"Shit, I forgot my wallet," he hissed to himself, but Shion noticed and looked up at him with those bright red eyes, slightly mischievous.

"Thought you were the one who's talking about always being prepared?" Shion teased, setting a hand on Nezumi's arm. At Nezumi's thunderous glare, he continued, "It's fine, I got you."

"You sure?" He didn't like being indebted to anyone.

"Yeah! It was my idea to come here in the first place, and besides, you're always doing so much for me that-"

"I get it, I get it," Nezumi said abruptly, to cut Shion off before he could launch into some embarrassing spiel, though there was an unmistakable note of warmth in Nezumi's voice. "Hot chocolate, same as yours?"

"Sure."

"...thanks."

At his quiet mutter, Shion flashed him a brilliant smile, so radiant and warm that it could have been the midday sun. "It's really no problem, Nezumi!" Shion exclaimed, gaze still locked with Nezumi's, hand still on his arm.

The ambient warmth of the cafe was nothing compared to the way Shion's touch was burning Nezumi's arm, nor the way his smile scorched.

And that was the moment everything fell into place for Nezumi.

4.---

Okay, now what the fuck was that fool up to? For all he postured about never taking someone else's food and always having plenty of one's own, he sure was being awfully eager to relieve Shion of his cake.

Inukashi scrolled through their camera roll on their phone as they munched an apple. Across from them were Nezumi and Shion, whose attention was fixed on the study guide―too much biology, too much chemistry―he was populating. Nezumi, script in one hand, was sneaking bites off his vanilla cake with...Shion's own fork?

This...trainwreck-waiting-to-happen continued for several minutes, broken only by the occasional crinkle of page-turn.

And then Shion tapped Nezumi on the shoulder, and rather than dropping the fork and pretending like he hadn't been blatantly stealing his food―like any same and normal human being―Nezumi stabbed a larger chunk and held it to Shion's mouth.

Shion turned his head to eat the bit of cake, gaze never leaving his work, and Inukashi nearly fell out of their chair at the besotted little grin that had taken residence on Shion's―no, both of their faces.

Oh. Oh hell, ew. Who'd a thunk Nezumi's face could contort like that?

Normally, Shion's cheeriness was enough to balance Nezumi's miasma of all-around unpleasantness, but like this, like―dare they say it―a couple, the awfulness was only multiplied.

Their teeth hit the core of the apple, and Inukashi suddenly realised that they'd devoured nearly all of it. Normally, they'd eat the core too, but getting up to toss it was an excuse for them to abscond from the vicinity of this horrifying clusterfuck before they fell down dead from sheer revulsion.

5.---

Sleepover, Sunday morning, 1:47 A.M.

"Nezumi, you know you can tell me anything, right? If anything's bothering you? Sometimes you seem like you're bearing the weight of a world's worth of secrets on your shoulders, and you're not Atlas. You're amazing, but you're still human too."

"..."

"You don't have the bulging muscles for it, heh. But, seriously, I'm here for you. I'll always be here for you. I've been drawn to you since the day we met, you're very important to me, and I don't think that'll ever change. I won't let it ch-"

"You can't just go around saying shit like that, your Majesty!"

'But I'm yours, too, Shion,' was left unspoken, because really, did it need to be vocalized?

Quietly now, night continued to fall as sleep warped both of them in its downy waves and each other's arms.

6.---

"SoIjustheardSafutalkingtoherfriendaboutaskingmeouttothedancewhatdoIdo?!!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, slow down!" Whatever this was, it had to be something big―Shion was not typically one to dash through the hallways, throwing composure to the wind.

Shion leaned closer, almost crowding Nezumi back against his locker. "I heard, hah, Safu, telling one of her friends that she was gonna ask me out, and I don't know what to do because I don't want to reject her, but at the same time, if I go with her, I'll feel like I'll leading her on and as her friend, that just doesn't sit right with me. Besides, I-"

As Shion rambled, Nezumi could feel a fond grin creeping onto his face, but he covered it with an exasperated expression because if he didn't interrupt, Shion would just continue having a moral crisis.

"Simple. Hey, your majesty, want to go to the dance with me?" he asked, purposefully raising his voice to reach any brunette flickers of movement he'd caught just behind the corner of the hall. Safu was listening; of course she was.

Yeah, this one was his.

When Shion nodded furiously, face red, white hair swishing furiously, he leaned in and whispered directly into his ear. "We can just chill at my place if you want. Just tell Safu I made you skip or something, yeah?"

Nezumi didn't mind being Shion's excuse to dodge her; there was nothing wrong with alleviating a bit of guilt, especially when Shion's heart was ultimately in the right place...even though he needed to reject her properly at some point.

And so it was decided that Shion would go over to Nezumi's apartment in place of attending the dance. It'd be the same as any other time they'd hung out, except for one change: no studying would be allowed.

That, and maybe Nezumi would finally get to kiss Shion on the lips. They'd been in a relationship for a while now, but hadn't yet progressed beyond goodnight kisses on the forehead, or kisses to Shion's hair whenever Nezumi leaned over him. Shion had never initiated anything, so Nezumi didn't want to push him.

That prospect was bright enough to fully counter the dark looks Safu cast at him the next few days.

And then it was Saturday, and Shion was knocking on Nezumi's door, before opening it with his copy of the key ― it wasn't that weird; Nezumi lived alone and Shion having a copy significantly reduced the times he had to pick his own window lock ― and entering.

Shion opened the door to Nezumi fiddling with his laptop before he turned, strode over to the doorway, and pulled Shion in by the arm.

"I know I said we could just chill, but how about we dance?"

"I can't dance!"

"Of course you can; it's easy, just follow my lead. You're a quick learner, yeah?"

"Um..."

Nezumi pulled away, heading toward his laptop to start the music and to hide the way he suddenly couldn't conceal a grin fit for a lunatic. Shion was blushing, an anticipatory yet confused expression on his face, and it was just too damn cute.

He clicked trough his music folder until he found Chopin's waltz in A minor ― it had a steady, slow beat, perfect for teaching a beginner how to waltz. Then, as the music began filling the room, he schooled his expression and turned back to Shion.

"Nezumi, is that my shirt?"

What. Nezumi was caught off guard. "Uhh, yeah? Borrowed it last time I was over, thought I'd dress up a bit to match you, Mr. Button-downs-and-sweater-vests-every-day."

"So you're saying you stole it?" Shion said, deadpan, but Nezumi could easily tell how much effort it took for him to not laugh. Besides, the merriment twinkling in his eyes was a big enough giveaway.

"Nah, stealing with an intent to return it is borrowing. Hey, you want it back now?" Nezumi asked as he undid the topmost button.

"Um!!" Shion exclaimed as he slammed a hand over Nezumi's in an attempt to stop him from just taking off his shirt.

"I'll take that as a no, then. Come on, let's dance!" Nezumi said as he relocated a hand to rest on Shion's lower back. "Left hand up here, around my shoulders, yeah, that's it, now follow my steps." He grabbed Shion's right hand and extended their arms as he swung his steps in time with the music.

Shion's movements were clumsy at first, leaning a bit too heavily into Nezumi to keep his balance, but he soon got the hang of it.

Steep learning curve, that one.

Now that he didn't have to focus so much on teaching Shion to dance, Nezumi relaxe and let himself indulge in the way Shion felt against him. A while ago, Shion had stopped holding himself so stiffly and instead leaned gently into Nezumi.

Nezumi was used to the full-body exercise that every dance was, but Shion wasn't, and it showed in his elevated body temperature. But it wasn't just physical heat that made Nezumi feel like he was being all but welded to Shion at their every point of contact.

He pressed his hand flat against Shion's back, then ran it all the way up the curve of his spine, relishing how soft and warm Shion was. Nezumi wanted more; he wanted to touch Shion all over, to draw shivers and gasps from the other boy, to taste those lips that were slightly parted as Shion breathed fast.

The wave of lust ebbed as Nezumi regained control of himself. He'd test the waters first.

He let go of Shion's hand to cup his cheek instead, tilting his face up to press their lips together in a hard kiss. Shion's hands both wound into Nezumi's hair, loosening the ponytail and making strands cascade down.

Nezumi barely noticed. He pressed Shion harder toward himself, then tilted his head to the side and parted his lips so he could chance a quick flick on his tongue against the seam of Shion's lips.

Shion gasped, and Nezumi felt helplessly dizzy as he angled Shion's lower lip between his own and sucked on it. Logically, he knew that Shion probably just tasted like spit and his vanilla-flavored Chapstick and maybe what he'd last eaten, but there was no place for logic in Nezumi's mind, where Shion tasted like perfection, like something Nezumi wanted more of, wanted all of.

Then Shion pulled back with a whoosh of an inhale, face flushed a dangerously beautiful pink, lips temptingly wet and red. Nezumi could not look away.

"What, I, I mean I loved it, but what was that?" Breathless. Delectable.

"A real kiss, your Majesty," Nezumi teased, smirking, trying to regain his composure. "Are you seriously telling me you don't know what a kiss is?"

"No, I know, but why?" Genuine confusion now, not just general airheadedness.

Nezumi slid his fingers from Shion's cheek to toy with the soft white hair at the back of his head, exhilaration still thrumming like a quickened pulse through his body.

"Because we've been in a relationship for a while now but we haven't we haven't really kissed yet?"

He felt Shion stiffen against him, and not in the fun way that could make their embrace far more heated. As if to punctuate the sudden break in action, the piece ended, and silence draped over the room like a shroud.

"Wait, we've been dating?"

"What."

Fidget, fidget.

"Shion. So you're saying that time you treated me to hot chocolate and we linked arms all the way back until you got home, those times we fell asleep on each other, the way we share food, and how we hold hands all the time, and how I ..that was just―"

"That's not much different from what we usually do, I thought that was all―"

"―as friends!?" They finished together, Shion's intonation an exclamation and Nezumi's as a breathless end of a spiel.

Silence.

"Shit, this has been a massive fuckup, hasn't it, I'm s―"

"Nezumi!! Go out with me!!"

And Shion looked so damn earnest and excited that all the tension in the room just evaporated.

"Aw, come on," Nezumi groaned. "I thought I'd finally have a chance to, y'know, ask you out first."

He made absolutely no sign of how terrified he'd been that, knowing his feelings, Shion would withdraw and upset the comfortable balance they had with each other. They might know each other well, but there were just some disgustingly emotional insecurities that Shion didn't need to know about Nezumi.

"Hm?"

"Yeah, yeah. Did you really need to ask?"

"Apparently so. But now that we've cleared that up," Shion said, suddenly very, very close to Nezumi, "kiss me again?"

And then, as the Grande Valse Brillante in A Flat Major crescendoed in the background, Nezumi and Shion fell together, arms holding each other up, holding close what they most treasured, as they kissed the living daylights out of each other.

~Owari~

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