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sukiglycerin · 3 years

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soba, boba, and things that go on in a konpa || shouto todoroki.

* pairing: best friend!todoroki x reader

* genre: fluff, friends to lovers, uni!au

* words: 887

* warnings: implied brief mentions of alcohol/intoxication, shouto is an idiot but we love him

* original request from @todorokishotoswhore: Can you do a friends to S/O’s for Todoroki, Bakugo and any other character you’d like

* a/n: firstly, this title was tough to come up with! soba and boba rhymed so well & i couldn't find anything else T_T luckily, konpa is close enough...? now, for vocab explanations! the king's game is like a game of truth or dare, where everyone is assigned a number at random and there's one "king." the king chooses a number and dares the person with that number to do something. kabedon is that classic thing where someone traps aNother person against the wall by caging then between one (or two!) arms. a konpa is a gathering between uni students that usually involves drinking, and a shinkan konpa is specifically for uni freshmen to get to know each other. anyway, i hope you enjoy this! please reblog if you do >< you can find bakugou's version here.

shouto is clueless. you mean that in the most endearing way possible. for someone who gets confessed to every week like it’s a standard procedure, you’d expect him to maybe understand when someone’s in love with him. it’s a bit of an unrealistic expectation.

your best friend since high school, you hadn’t given him as much as a second thought romantically until the two of you entered university. this was an amazing feat in itself, considering shouto was known as your class’ in-resident pretty boy for as long as you’d known him. a semi-drunken king's game at a shinkan konpa led to shouto doing kabedon on you (much to mina's chagrin, as she was trying to get him to kabedon someone else). he was awkward and definitely lacked the aggression that made for kabedon’s appeal in shoujo manga, but shouto makes anything look attractive - even a terrible attempt at kabedon, which, if done badly, is merely cringe-inducing. that’s just who shouto is.

so, as cliche as it is, the realization of your feelings for shouto started with one mediocre kabedon done on a dare. you can’t even remember much of that night, having been offered one too many drinks by your upperclassmen. (izuku later told you that you’d apparently made a loud speech to your peers in your stupor.) it's only been downhill from there.

izuku, who you originally met at a creative writing workshop in freshman year at uni, urges you to confess to shouto. he’s shouto’s closest friend besides you (and arguably closer to shouto, too). izuku reasons that if you don’t, shouto’s oblivious ass will never know how you feel and by the time you graduate, celeb-on-campus momo yaoyorozu will have confessed and married shouto. it’s one of izuku’s less plausible theories - shouto has no interest in momo - but there is a partial truth in what he says. even if shouto has no interest in momo, he’ll probably date her if she confesses to him. she’s just that sweet and pretty.

“if you don’t want to talk to him, you could just write him a letter, or something,” izuku suggests while the two of you sit in the campus’ cafeteria. izuku’s laptop sits in front of him while you have a taro bubble tea from a nearby shop. “i think love letters are really romantic.”

you shake your head. “have you seen my handwriting? i’d rather just tell him.” you pause. “but how?”

he tilts his head in thought. “you could buy him cold soba and do it. if you do that, you’ve already won half his heart. he’ll be obligated to say yes.”

“who’ll be obligated to say yes?” speak of the devil. shouto’s approached your table, a bowl of cold soba (obviously) in his hand.

“where did you get that?” you ask, steering the conversation away and gesturing to his noodles. “i didn’t think they sold that here.”

“they don’t.” shouto shrugs. “this got in my hand somehow. i think lunch rush likes me, or something.”

“of course,” you sigh. he sits down next to you, breaking apart wooden chopsticks. he dips some noodles into a mahogany-colored sauce.

“i, uh, just remembered!” izuku exclaims suddenly, packing up his things. “i have… something to do!” it’s a really, really bad lie, but shouto buys it.

“alright. bye, izuku,” shouto says.

“bye,” you say, shooting izuku a dirty look. you knew his intentions very well. he skips out of your sight, looking far too happy to be leaving his best friends.

you sip your bubble tea, zoning out on shouto’s soba as you think.

“do you want some?” shouto asks, outstretching some soba dipped in sauce on his chopsticks. they did look really good. who were you to refuse free food?

you accept the offer, eating the soba from shouto’s chopsticks. you look at him, a wide look on your face, and he chuckles.

“thish-” you say as you chew, “thish is really good.” you swallow. “i think i see why you like cold soba so much.”

“um-” you say, looking for something to repay shouto with. “do you want some bubble tea?”

you extend your lavender beverage to him. it’s halfway empty with only a couple tapioca pearls floating at the bottom.

“no, it’s fine,” he says. “i know you really like the taro flavour.”

“o-okay,” you reply. “let me know if you want any…?” you try to remember when you’d told shouto that taro milk tea was your favorite, but come up empty. you sigh to yourself, deciding to finally take izuku’s advice before the conversation became any more stilted.

“i’ve been meaning to tell you something.” your voice comes out in surprising unison with shouto’s.

“you first,” shouto says immediately.

“um,” you say, gnawing on your lower lip. you did not think this ahead. “i, um, was wondering if you wanted… to go out. on a date.” wait, what if he didn’t like dates? “well, i- i just wanted to say i like you. romantically. so we don’t have to go on a date, if you don’t want. i’ll do anything with you, so-”

he puts his hand over yours, effectively shutting you up. “oh,” you say intelligently, gazing at his hand.

“yeah, that sounds nice,” shouto breathes. “a date.” he turns to you, a questioning look on his face. “soba?”

#todoroki x reader #todoroki fluff #bnha fluff #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha fluff #todoroki headcanons #bnha headcanons #todoroki drabbles #bnha drabbles #luna's writing

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sunshine-shitposts · 3 years

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(Takes place a few months into Sunnie's employment at the Foundation. The whole 'roommates with Dio' thing is still relatively new. 😌)

Experiment

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He was in his shower when he heard her muffled shout from her room.

"HOLY SHIT!!!!"

"Well that's odd," he mused, running his fingers through his wet hair, "She's usually asleep at this time."

He easily caught the sound of her wooden door slamming open with a resounding thud.

"HOLY SHIT DUDE!!!!!"

Dio smiled to himself and turned the water off, stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist. "It's not quite 'eureka', but it seems she has had an idea."

When he left his room, he heard furious grumbling and shuffling from the kitchen, so he followed the noises to see Sunnie, in her usual giant NASA shirt and cotton shorts sleep ensemble, rushing around the tiled floor and quickly looking into the recycling, pulling out a couple of empty Izze cans.

"Oho? What has you up so late at night?" Dio asked.

"Okay, so I had an idea? I guess? In my dream?? Well whatever it was, I woke up with an idea!" She was speaking quickly, not even really paying attention to Dio. "You know what wind is, right??"

He leaned against the doorway, smirking. "I'm familiar with the concept," he said, "but the specifics are something I've never looked into."

She continued to move around the kitchen, not sparing a glance at her roommate. "Okay. So, air is the word we use to refer to atmospheric gases surrounding our pale blue dot, kept in place by gravity, right?" She hopped up on the counter, opening various cupboards frantically, "Naturally, wind occurs because of—where the fuck is the flour—because of horizontal and vertical differences in atmospheric pressure, and I have a leetle theory that that might be what I can manipulate, through Windy." Sunnie looked behind some pots before closing that cabinet door with a thud as well. "Of course, that's just naturally. There's also mechanical reasons for wind moving; fans, turbines, even walking through a room, yadda yadda right? But I'm focused on the regular way, yeah? High pressure to low pressure and all."

"I understand," he hummed. Watching her tiredly yet animatedly rifle through their things was amusing, but he took pity on her and walked over to the pantry, pulling the flour off of the shelf as she hopped back off the counter with single-minded focus. "You were looking for this, dear?"

"Oh, you got the flou–" she turned around and nearly fell to the floor, finally noticing his glistening wet skin and the towel wrapped low around his waist. "FUCK. JESUS CHRIST DUDE, PUT ON SOME CLOTHES!!"

His smirk grew into a full-on grin, "I thought you wanted the flour?" he asked, leaning over her and jiggling the bag in front of her face. She stepped back, cheeks flushing.

"It's–I do, but you're…" Her eyes strayed from his face, tracing down the lines of his body, his abs, to the top of the towel, and immediately looked back up into his eyes, willing herself to not get distracted. "You're one mishap away from straight up nudity, man. Just… uh—"

Reveling in flustering her, he took a step forward, and she stepped back again. "Darling," he purred, backing her against the wall, "your eyes are wandering. I wonder, do you see something you like?"

The air between them was thick for a moment, her eyes darting to his arms, to his chest, to the scar around his neck, before she huffed and shook her head indignantly, laughing to herself. "Oh, no. No no no, I'm not letting this happen!" Sunnie grabbed the bag of flour from his hand and ducked past him. "I refuse to let you kabedon me when you're in nothing but a towel!!"

Dio turned and looked at her as she started to leave the kitchen, his eyebrows knitted in confusion. "Kabedon?"

"Look it up, asshole!!" She snapped, looking at him from the doorway, cheeks dusted with pink, "And if you're curious, I'll be in the living room. Put on some damn clothes."

Upon arriving in their living room, he was surprised to see that Sunnie had expeditiously spread the flour in a light layer across the coffee table, and was delicately placing an empty green Izze can in the center. Her hair, up in a bun, was a mess, and her eyes were wide, focused, and slightly manic.

"This is not quite what I was expecting," Dio hummed, an eyebrow quirked.

"Well what were you expecting?" She grunted, lining the other three empty cans up neatly along on the edge of the table.

He shrugged. "I suppose I don't have an answer to that."

"Well there you go," she replied, finally happy with her setup, looking up at Dio as he walked over to sit in one of the wing chairs and her expression dropped into an unamused leer. "Really dude? Just sweatpants? Not even a shirt?"

He gave her a dazzling, shit-eating grin. "What? It's comfortable." She scoffed and rolled her eyes, and he chuckled. "So, my dear, what's…" He whirled his hand in the coffee table's direction, "…all of this?"

"An experiment!!!" She shouted happily, demeanor immediately changing. "I thought up an experiment for me to do!! A test of sorts!! Something to try out!"

Dio raised his eyebrows, regarding her curiously. "Care to elaborate?"

"So how I usually use Windy is, either she or I physically manipulate the air to get it to do what we want. Like…" she thought for a moment, "...Think of it like pulling your finger through water. It leaves a path, you know? And then there's the direction, it feels like a push, or a pull. And that's how I," Windy's wing shimmered on her left wrist and she flicked her hand almost dismissively, knocking her scarf off the console table on the other side of the room, "do that. I feel like the physical aspect of it helps me… connect with the air molecules, make them flow. You following?"

"It sounds very intuitive for you, little bird," he said, "What does this have to do with the empty cans?"

"PRESSURE, dude! Atmospheric pressure!!" she shouted, throwing her hands up in the air, "If that's what I'm able to manipulate, if THAT'S part of my ability, I may be able to remotely crush an empty Izze can!! By exciting or dampening the activity of air molecules, I might be able to do it. And I want to try!!"

Dio grinned widely, thoroughly amused and highly intrigued. "And the flour you've spread on our coffee table?"

"The flour's so I can see the movement of air. It helps me visualize it!!" She said, clenching her fists excitedly, "I used to do this with my best friend after I told her about Windy. Given, that was with dirt or sand or whatever was available at the time, but it's the same concept! She'd set up courses that I'd have to move a line of air through, and I steadily got better at controlling wind that way!!"

Hearing that there was someone besides her immediate family and her husband that knew about her Stand was news to him, but he took it in stride for the moment.

"See? Like this," Sunnie continued, the wings appearing on her wrists again and she swept her hands up and out, and two curling paths began to snake through the flour like filigree. "I've gotten really good at it, to be honest."

"Your control over your Stand is impressive indeed, Sunshine," he agreed, and she smiled wide, a satisfied giggle escaping her.

"Hell yeah. So! Let's begin!!" Sunnie plopped on the sofa and Dust in the Wind popped out behind her, grabbing her shoulders and looking at the can as well. "I'm gonna try to do this without, y'know," she gestured wildly with her hands, "any of that. Just… stare at it and go cronch." She paused, then her eyes positively lit up. "Like Mewtwo!!!"

Dio looked at her oddly. "Like what?"

She gave him a dismissive wave of her hand. "That's Pokémon, I'll introduce you later." Sunnie settled into the sofa, wiggling a bit to get comfortable, then gave him a slightly shy little glance. "You, uh, you don't have to stay and watch. This is just a little personal project of mine and all. You can sleep or whatever."

His smile, this time, was sincere rather than smug. "Oh, I know that, but I don't technically need to sleep, and I'm also terribly curious about where this goes." Dio crossed one leg over the other, leaning back in the chair and propping his elbow up on the arm rest, settling his jaw in his palm. "Watching you approach your Stand's ability with science in mind is utterly fascinating, you know."

He caught a faint pinkish blush on her cheeks, which dissipated as quickly as it rose and she looked back at the can, her Stand tapping her fingers on Sunnie's shoulders excitedly. "Whatever. Now, it's time to get funky."

Thirty eight minutes later, the Izze can was still intact and all Sunnie had to show for it was some eye strain and a very light sheen of sweat on her forehead.

Dio, who had been watching her the entire time, had seen her eyebrows begin to twitch in frustration. He had a feeling she was seconds away from snapping when she suddenly careened herself into the corner of the sectional head-first, whining loudly.

"Bullshit, this is bullshit!!! I can't—I can't feel anything, I can't feel the air, it's… fuck this, dude. Fuck this!!!" Dust in the Wind floated over her user, massaging her fingers on Sunnie's scalp reassuringly.

"You do seem tired, dear, would you like to—"

"BUT THERE HAS TO BE A WAY!!!" she insisted, shooting herself upright once again. "There has to be. I just have to figure it out. Maybe if I…" She looked down at her hands, perplexed, and flexed her fingers. "Yeah, I mean, I can feel the air now, but I wanna try without moving my hands."

Dio grinned as she continued mumbling to herself. His little human certainly was stubborn. "So, how exactly are you envisioning doing this?"

"Well, I supposedly should be able to do it two ways off the top of my head," she replied, pulling her legs up onto the sofa, resting her elbows next to her feet and subsequently almost folding herself in half. "The first is simple brute force. That's the easy one. Pushing the can in on itself from the outside. The second one is more fine-tuned and still a theory. That's the air pressure one." She sat back up, the soles of her feet pressed against each other and tapping impatiently. "So… air molecules, right? They're everywhere, air is basically everywhere. You know the 'glass half full or half empty' thing? It's bullshit because the glass is always full. It might not be full of water, but it is full. Air takes up space. That's why we can blow up balloons, or make bubbles underwater. That balloon is inflated because we put that air in there. We see the bubble in the water because water has to move out of the way because air displaces it. Make sense?"

"It does. I can see why you used to be a STEM teacher," he said, bouncing his foot slightly.

"Alright. So the reason that can," she pointed at the can in the center of the table, still undisturbed by her efforts, "is still the way it is is because the pressure outside the can is the same as the pressure on the inside of the can. If there's an imbalance, it rushes to maintain equilibrium. That's why weather happens. Hot air rises, and the denser cold air swoops in to take its place. Hypothetically, if I can manipulate air molecules, I should be able to cause a pressure imbalance great enough to trigger an implosion." Windy swooped over to the can, hovering above it and inspecting it curiously, and Sunnie heaved a large sigh. "There's some temperature stuff involved, water molecules and all, but again, this is a theory."

"Interesting," Dio hummed, uncrossing his legs slowly and leaning forward, "Well, if using your hands helps you feel the air, why not hold them out in front of you?"

Her shoulders slumped and she pouted. "I said I don't want to use my hands though." Windy, however, floated over to Dio and cocked her head to the side inquisitively.

"I didn't say you needed to move your hands, dear," he said, reaching a hand up to pet Windy on her head, earning him a swift blush from his roommate while the Stand just made a soft yet happy trilling noise, "Just hold them out. Not unlike warming your hands in front of a fire."

Sunnie considered Dio's suggestion for a moment and Windy returned to her, circling her a few times before holding her hands out. Sunnie then grinned and gave her Stand a double high-five before facing the can again, determined. "Alright." Both user and Stand readied their hands. "Second try. Let's crush this bitch."

Seventy two minutes after that, there was a small, barely-there flicker of flour kicking up about an inch away from the can. Sunnie's eyes sharpened and she leaned forward a bit, focusing on it like a hawk.

"Shit. There–I just—"

Dio raised an eyebrow and watched as more flour began flying in the air bit by bit, like a butterfly unsure of how to get off the ground.

"Come on," she grunted, "A dome…"

The geometric wing shapes on Windy's outer wrists flared up, spreading open slowly into ferocious points as the flour began to swirl around the can in a circle. Sunnie's skin glistened with sweat, her teeth gritted and her jaw tight. Her fingers twitched, tensing up, and her hands shook from being held up for so long, for trying as long as she had been. Puffs of flour shot off in a few directions, and the white particles churned up and around, the rough shape of a dome slowly becoming more and more refined, twisting faster and faster.

Dio sat forward in the chair slightly, watching the scene before him with interest. He knew she'd already been working hard earlier that day, doing tests with Catherine and Ellison, and humans typically felt fatigue when using their Stands for extended periods of time. She was already tired when she came back down to their suite, and she was pushing herself even further simply because of an idea she had.

She truly was a fascinatingly stubborn woman.

The dome around the can smoothed out, and both Sunnie and her Stand's fingers were trembling with effort and single-minded focus. The geometric wings on Windy's head had also begun to grow in length, the Stand's narrowed yellow eyes nearly glowing.

Then in a flash of a second, Sunnie turned her hands upwards and clenched her fist, and the aluminum buckled inward with a metallic crunch.

It took a second for her to process what had just happened. Her eyes were wide, her mouth dropped open slightly, and her breath stuttered. The room was silent for a moment, and she shot up off of the sofa, threw her fists up in the air, and crowed with triumphant laughter.

"HAH!! I GOT YOU, YOU METAL MOTHERFUCKER!!! I CONQUERED YOUR ASS!!! I FUCKING DID IT!!!!! YEAAAAAAH!!!!"

But almost the second she was up, she was falling. Dust in the Wind vanished and she toppled to the side, and Dio was there to catch her.

"If you make any sort of 'falling for me' joke," Sunnie grunted, "I am going to kick your ass."

"You're far too tired for that, darling," he chuckled, "And I highly doubt that you could."

"I would fucking try," she insisted, trying to move. "…My bones are jelly. Help."

"You worked hard today, Sunshine," he said, standing up with her in his arms, "And you accomplished something fantastic. I'm quite impressed, you know."

She buried her face in his chest to avoid him seeing the blush on her face. "Shut up. I wanna hibernate now."

"Understood," he said, turning to the hall and starting to walk as a grin curled his lips.

"Maybe…" she mumbled softly, "maybe I'll try the second method later."

"There's an idea," Dio replied, The World materializing in front of him and opening the door to Sunnie's room, following its user in as Dio walked over to her messy bed.

"Ellison can probably get his hands on some instruments that can help," she continued as Dio bent over, laying her down on the nest of fluffy blankets and pillows on her mattress, "It's not like I can, like… see air pressure. I need to monitor that shit."

"That would certainly make it easier for you," he murmured, pulling her favorite comforter over her as she snuggled her face into her pillow.

"Dioooo," she whined after a second, "I'm gross."

"You're not gross," he laughed softly, moving a bit of her wet hair out of her face.

"I'm sweaty."

"That isn't gross," he continued, "That's just proof of your incredible efforts tonight. You can bathe when you wake."

"Fine," she huffed, her eyes losing the fight to stay open. "Night, Dio."

Dio stood and turned to leave her room, eyes twinkling. "Goodnight, Sunshine."

#i just had a little idea and wanted to write it hehehehe #SunnieD #sunnie writes

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ichirostitties · 5 years

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It’s great to see another HypMic imagines blog around!! Can I request some headcanons for how Ichiro, Dice, and Samatoki (desperate ofc) react when they’re attempting to flirt with their crush, but their crush doesn’t understand the flirting and just thinks the guys are being super nice all of a sudden? Hopefully that made sense agsjjfkvkv. Best wishes for you and the blog!!!! ꒰#’ω`#꒱੭

aah thanks also this is a v cute ask they r all babey (yes even mr hardcore)

Ichiro

-POOR BOY he really has no experience with this at all :^( it’s basically canon that his only relationship experience comes from light novels/manga and all that nfdjfhssj

-he was probably SO NERVOUS he’s liked you for so long!! for ages he was trying to drop subtle hints (’subtle’) but you just didn’t understand him. he’s so nervous cause he wants to tell you but he just..can’t

-it’s just..,,this one day in particular you guys are hanging out alone FINALLY (since jiro and saburo are at school, he has the day off and you happened to be free too!), and he’s dropping so many hints (it’s up to you whether or not he uses purposely cheesy pickup lines to no avail lmao) he’s tried EVERYTHING.

-he asked you to go to the movies sometime (he was like “so uhh..,,,would maybe wanna see this [insert cheesy romantic movie title here because ofc he would pick that to be as obvious as possible] together sometime y/n??”) and u were like “yeah i’d love to!! how did you know i’d love to see that movie you’re so thoughtful! :) is it ok if i bring some other friends too?” and he just internally cries because he MEANT just the two of you because it’s a movie COUPLES see together

-you guys were chillin on his couch probably watching uhhh NARUTO like weebs or something and he even tried the ‘accidental contact’ strategy but you just apologised and moved your hand away (he cries again because he just wants to hold ur hand aw)

-so in the end he’s tried all of the worst flirting strategies ever and not only did none of them work, you didn’t understand aNY of them (although you DID notice he was being a little more touchy than usual) and he’s sitting there wondering what to do because he’s so nervous!!! He’s sure he’ll have to actually confess at this rate and he’s never done it before his poor mc big bro heart is beating so fast!

-you probably notice that he seems to be sweating up a storm and you ask if he’s okay and I think that would do it for him honestly

-he takes a deep breath and is like right.,,ok mr mc big bro u got this in his head and turns to you with the reddest face you’ve seen in a while and blurts out that he really reaaallly likes you and he’s had the biggest crush on you for so long!! and he even tells you how he’d been trying to flirt with you all day (honestly flirting for ichiro is sending the ‘:3′ emoji) but you didn’t notice so he decided to just tell you and he Really hopes you feel the same way

-you’re like “oh…oH” and then it all clicks and you FINALLY understand why he was acting the way he was, and you give him the biggest smile ever because you really like him too!!

-”I really like you too, Ichiro!” and the moment you tell him all his nerves just drop to 0 and he’s SO HAPPY, he doesn’t even register you apologising for not understanding his advances cause he’s too busy trying to believe that this is real and he really just did that and you actually like him back

-and now u r dating ichiro and u guys went to that cheesy romance movie and maybe u smooched him and maybe he cried himself to sleep that night because of how happy he is

-wow this turned into an entire scenario oOPS BUT ANYWAY basically i think ichiro would just confess out of sheer desperation because he’s never really experienced this before and he has no idea how to best handle the situation

-he’s just a big soft nerd idiot but he’s the best big brother ever and we love him anyway :’) ily ichiro ughhh this made me wanna go on so many dates with him

Samatoki

-angery man

-Samatoki would actually be pretty good at flirting honestly, he’s probably had a lot of positive reactions from people in the past so when you don’t really get what he’s implying he like ???? nani the fuck

-he’d probably repeat himself expecting you to get it but you just. don’t and he doesn’t actually know how to react at first.

-he’s not shy when it comes to this stuff, but he does get embarrassed easily when he has to admit his feelings. flirting was so much easier for him because he can just pass it off as not being that deep

-he probably becomes more aggressive with his flirting, like he starts leaning into you more if ya get what i mean

-he just goes with it the first few times it happens, but when you’re continuously oblivious to him he rapidly gets very frustrated, and he becomes more pouty as time goes on and you still just don’t get it!!

-he has trouble expressing his true feelings. he’s such a tsundere oh dear

-he wouldn’t get mad at you though, he really doesn’t want to hurt you even if he does come across as prickly, he just doesn’t really know what to do other than get angry at himself for not just telling you straight away

-you notice he’s feeling down so you ask him what’s wrong and he just blushes and looks away like the dumbass he is. his heart aches when he hears the concern in your voice and he really just wants to tell you. so he mumbles something but you can’t quite hear him, so you ask him to repeat himself and then he turns to you that’s when he confesses to you because he’s tired of feeling like a coward

-he tells you he’s liked you for a while now, and that it’d be fuckin great if you felt the same way otherwise he’d probably never be able to talk to you again (he probably says it all while looking to the side because he’s a stereotypical tsundere when it comes to this and i love him)

-you sort of take a moment to process it, but when it all clicks you realise how much he’d been dropping hints and you’re sorta like damn ok..he’s really smooth im just a dumbass ok but it’s ok cause you guys can both be dumbasses together!!

-he’s still waiting for your response, so you just lean in and kiss him on the cheek and he goes. very red but once he realises that means you feel the same way (it takes him a full 5 seconds), he has the biggest cheesiest grin on his face and gives you a REAL BIG SMOOCH because he’s secretly a pretty big dork

-soft samatoki makes me go sicko mode oh my god

Dice

-DICE’S FLIRTING IS SO STRAIGHTFORWARD AND HE REALLY DOESN’T UNDERSTAND HOW YOU CAN’T REALISE HE HAS A BIG FAT CRUSH ON YOU???

-he’s literally been like “u look hot” and you’re like “aw thanks dice ur the nicest friend!!!!” he literally had question marks in his eyes the entire day

-he has tried EVERYTHING he even used “ya like jaaazzz???” from the bee movie but you thought he was just making a horrible reference and depending on how u feel u either refused to talk to him for the rest of the day or laughed until you cried because he’s such a clown

-he really doesn’t care that much, he’d LOVE to date you but hanging out with you is fine too so he wouldn’t be in the biggest rush to confess. Honestly he’d probably have a blast finding out just how far he can go before you realise how he feels (in a way it’s kinda like gambling cause he never knows when you’re gonna get it ooooo)

-after a few weeks he probably starts to get pretty desperate tho. he sees ur hand once and goes apeshit cause he wants to hOLD IT SO BAD he just wants 2 give u a big soft hug (dice gives the BEST hugs just saying) and now he realises that maybe he should just tell you

-and Dice has no shame, so he does! he goes up to you and is like “hey so uhh..,,,i’ve literally been dropping hints for weeks that I really like you so would you maybe wanna go on a date sometime??”.

-He wouldn’t seem like it, but he is actually a little nervous. After all, he’s some hopeless homeless case addicted to gambling, why would you ever like him back? But for as few brain cells as Dice has, he actually has more sense than the others and thinks that hey, you must like him at least a little to have been hanging out with him for as long as you have

-when you say that you like him a lot too, he feels his heart swell!! he’s really happy and gives you one of his big signature grins. You apologise for being so clueless, you really thought he was just trying to be nice or entertaining in general cause that’s how he is with everyone else

-Dice pulls you in for a Big Dice Hug and assures you that it’s fine, he’s just as bad as you seeing as he still believes literally everything that falls from Gentaro’s mouth despite knowing how he is, and that he had a lot of fun trying to flirt with you using literally any tactics he could think of (even the kabedon didnt work smh)

-dice is such a genuine person i really can’t see him not confessing. he’s just a babey please give him lots of love and food

#hypmic #hypnosis mic #ichiro yamada #samatoki aohitsugi #dice arisugawa #this was so cute #all 3 of them are v good 10/10 guys

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SF9 Reaction to: You Being Afraid to Touch Them Because of “The Almost Kiss” Incident

Hello my fellow people! Welcome to another reaction/ scenario! Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide~ So C,C&I have been talking and we decided to write a reaction today on another contingency.

For this reaction the answer is NO, you are NOT DATING yet! (Despite all of C,C&I and myself’s efforts, it isn’t enough yet). So, we are going to have you become shy from that kiss incident. (Pretend okay? Okay?!) You would be avoiding any direct contact with them for a while now, and at first they would think it was their imagination. But after a blatant incident, it would lead to DUN DUN DUN and some confrontation. What will happen? Tune in to find out! Next WEEK!!!

No.... Just kidding. NOW. NOW IS GOOD TOO.

Word of warning, these are getting longer!! Just saying! But is that really bad? Really??

Youngbin (The Leader)

After days of avoiding his contact, he would have been losing his patience. He knew from day one that something was off, and would have grown fed up. He wanted to confront you right away, but he knew that it was better to wait it out and see if it was something at all to begin with. Finally, you pushed him over his limit. You would be watching a movie together, and you would be sitting a mile away. “Why are you sitting so far away?” You would tell him that you could see the same movie from there, so why should it matter where you sat? He would nod to you, and proceed to ask you why you’ve been avoiding him. “Did I do something wrong? Is there something going on with you? What is it?” You would tell him you were watching the movie, and he would stop it. “You aren’t anymore. Tell me why.” You would yell at him for stopping the movie, and he would come close to you. You would instantly close your mouth as he stared at you. He would touch your hand, and you would jump. You would try to leave the couch, but he would catch you from your back and hug you. You both would be there frozen until he said, “Talk.” You would shake your head, and he couldn’t for the life of him understand why you were shaking. He became very still, and then he smiled. “I can hear your heart beating.” You would tell him that it was his fault for being so close right now. He would whisper, “Are you sure that’s all?” You would get out of his grip and start whacking him, and he would start to laugh. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. But stop avoiding me! It hurts if I can’t get close to you, let alone touch you.” You would stop, your face turning crimson red. And who would have thought? His face would match yours in seconds. (Uuuuuuuu~)

Inseong (The Smartest and the Eldest)

Inseong wouldn’t understand why you were being like this. He wouldn’t wait like the others and would confront you. You would be sitting looking at a book together, except you would be a couple feet away from the book (it looks like Inseong is reading the book alone for goodness sake, subtlety people, SUBTLETY) He would motion for you to come look with him, and you would say that you weren’t interested in it. He would then breathe out sharply, and close the book. “Yah. Why are you being like this? Did I do something? I don’t think I did.” He would scoot closer to you, and you would get up to leave. He would grab your hand and pull you onto his lap. In a mocking deep tone he would say, “What’s a matter? Tell me your problems. I’m all ears.” He would have his arms around you, holding you in place. You tried to use your own strength to get up, but he was much stronger than you had thought. You could see that he had no intention of letting you go. You would tell him to let you go, but he would tilt his head in thought. You hated how he was so calm in this situation while your heart was beating faster than a metronome, and faster than any drum. “Hmm.... Well if you hug me back then maybe I’ll consider.” He kept his mocking tone, and batted his eyes at you. You would be beet red and shaking. Why did he want hug, you wondered to yourself. You wanted a way out, but it seemed that at this point? The only way out was to give into him. You would give in slowly, and hug him back. You would end up clinging to him, as if you were afraid to fall off a cliff. He would relish in this, and sigh deeply as he heard the beating of your heart. You would tell him that he didn’t let you go, and called him a liar. “I said maybe. Besides I like this better anyway. Better than any old book.”

Jaeyoon (The Bright Jokester)

Jaeyoon would find the fact that you were distancing yourself cute at first. Until, one day, while he was over, you nearly tripped, and he caught you. You would instantly shove him away (not on purpose, but gahhhhhh!!!!) and he would be all wide eyes. You would instantly apologize and thank him, but then you ran away. You ran off to the bathroom, and hid there to hide your red cheeks. So, when you heard the door click (because no one taught you how to lock and no one taught him how to knock) in Jaeyoon would come. He would sit down in front of you on the floor and ask you, “What was that just now? What’s going on?” You would play dumb, and say you didn’t know what he meant. You were avoiding his eye contact because even looking at him was hard. “This, avoiding my questions, and more importantly me.” You would say you aren’t, and that things were normal. You even dared to say he was the one acting strange. He would chuckle at that before breathing sharply. He would smile, and say, “Okay. My bad. Then, do you mind if we play a game?” You would agree, anything to get away from this situation. You still hadn’t looked at him. “Let’s have a staring contest.” You would gulp, but nod your head, eyes on the wall. He would clap his hand, and say, “Let’s go then. Loser has to make lunch. But to start... You have to look at me.” You would keep your eyes on the wall above him, and he would grab your face to force you to look at him. “There is those pretty eyes. Hi!” You would blush as he took his hands away. While he was calm and looking at your eyes, you felt like your heart may burst. Then, you felt his hand touch yours. You shook, but kept your eyes on his. You told him he wasn’t allowed to touch you. “Why? That’s not against the rules is it?” He grabbed your hand and squeezed it in his own. He didn’t blink, but you felt his eyes drift down to your lips (ah, references). He blinked, and you shivered as you said he lost. He smiled at you before saying, “Did I though?” He put his forehead against yours and breathed out as he said, “You’re driving me crazy.”

(Sorry that was longer but... Sorry not sorry? It’s reactions/scenarios, psssh)

Dawon( The Acting Joker)

Dawon wouldn’t stand for this kind of behavior from you. He would try to chase you over this and drag the answer out of you. You would be talking, and you would look anywhere but him. When he brought it up, you told him that it was nothing. “Is this about the ‘kiss’?” You would freeze at the words, and he would know within an instance that it must be true. He would scratch his head and sigh as he said, “Look... I’m sorry about that... You must have hated it if you are avoiding me like this...” He would look at your face, and his words would stop cold. You were finally looking at him, face the deepest shade of red, and you took his heart away. He finally put two and two together and smiled big. “Were you embarrassed?” You would instantly shake your head, and leave the table. He would follow closely behind you and tell you that it was fine, and that these things are natural for people. You began to walk faster and he picked up his pace too. You were both running through the house at some point (yeah, you’re in a house) and you both tripped over each others feet. You fell on top of him (C C and Iiiiiiiii) and he looked up you. (Like floor kabedon) He would smirk at you. “I knew you liked me, but this is a bit much for even you. Embarrassed?” He would put his arms around your neck cutely, and say slyly, “Ready to give me that kiss from before?” You would get up, and he would laugh and apologize, saying, “It’s just a joke don’t take it seriously. You said that yourself, remember?” He would relish in the fact that he could make you feel embarrassed, and would use that to hide his own embarrassment.

Zuho (The Charismatic Daydreamer)

Another one who would pick up on your change in behavior fast. However, Zuho would find this adorable. He knew that this meant you were conscious of him, and loved that he made you nervous. He would go out of his way to make intentional physical contact with you, whether it be to swoop your hair behind your ear, or to pat your head once in a while. One day, you were picking a movie to watch, and he motioned for you to sit next to him. You were trying to hide the fact (and you thought you were hiding it well too) so you decided to sit next to him. Despite the fact that the movie was playing, you could only focus on the fact that he was so close to you. He found it so cute that you were trying so hard to hide it, and decided to take a step further. He leaned on your shoulder to go to sleep. You asked him what he was doing, and he said, “I’m sleepy.” You got up fast and ran to where else but the bathroom. You would sit on the floor, fuming at how it felt like he was doing this all on purpose. You would hear a knock, and would yell for him to not come in. He wouldn’t listen to you (because who listens now and days???) and would come in and see you on the floor. He would breathe out, before joining you on the floor. “What’s the matter?” You would look at the floor, and say that it was nothing. (My gosh, you are the most denying Danny EVER) He would say, “Really? Can you look at me then?” You would ask why he wanted you to, and he would say, “I want you to look at me. And I want to look at you.” You would feel the blush creeping up and refused. He would move in front of you and ask again. You couldn’t help it. You looked at him, his arms trapping you against a wall. He looked you in the eyes, his face mere centimeters away from yours. You would hold your breath. He would hold your face with one hand. “I want to be able to see that beautiful face of yours, all the time. It’s scary when you avoid me, and it kills me.” You wouldn’t be able to hold eye contact and looked away only a moment, before he dropped his hand and place his forehead on your shoulder. He chuckled to himself. “I can hear your heartbeat. It’s crazy.” You would yell at him, and say it was because he was so close. “So it’s because it’s me? That makes me feel pretty happy. It’s nice knowing I make you crazy.”

(Long again, but hey people gotta scenario you dig?)

Rowoon (The Caring and Cheerful)

Rowoon would pick up on your change in behavior, but he would think that you were scared of him for what he did the other day, and think that it was natural for you to be this distant. One day, you were helping him to cook, and you had spilled something in the hot oil. He would cover you quickly, and shield you with his body. You would be scared, but not because of only the oil. He was so close, and was holding you so tight. When you finally heard the oil stop crackling, he would pull away from you and frantically yell, “Are you okay?! Are you hurt?! Be careful next time!” You would distance yourself from him, and say you were fine. You asked if he was hurt, and he stood there with a look of frustration. He turned the stove off, and took of his apron. He took your hand and said, “No”, before leading you to the bathroom. He closed the door behind you and locked the door. You looked at him, and it felt like your heart stopped when you saw him take off his shirt. You froze, and then you saw the small marks on his back. He sat on the edge of the bath, and said, “Help me please. I can’t reach back there.” You would get the first aid kit, and would begin to clean his back burns. You would touch him so lightly, he would turn to you and grab your hand. “You can press it harder than that. It’s okay to touch me. Okay?” You would continue and he would say, “I’m sorry for before. I was just trying to tell you be careful. But I guess it came out wrong and scared you. I won’t do it again.” You would stop touching his back and He would turn to face you and you would put your head in his chest. You would tell him that it was his fault that you were avoiding him, but not because you were scared. He would tell you to speak up, and put his hand on your back and rub it, when he felt your heartbeat. He would freeze, and you tell him that he was the one driving you crazy and making you nervous, but never scared; that he shouldn’t say stuff he doesn’t mean. He would be blushing madly before smiling. You would apologize about the oil, and he would shake his head as he hugged you. “Forget about it. These burns were worth it if I could get this from you.” He would sigh. “Ah, I really don’t want to let you go.” You would ask him what he said, and he would smile and say, “Nothing. Let’s go finish cooking!”

Taeyang (The Thoughtful Fashionista)

You couldn’t help but be shy around Taeyang, when you had so boldly kissed his cheek. Every time you got close, you remember and replay it in your head, causing you to distance yourself. And Taeyang would love this. He would remember too, and it would make him happy. You were sitting together, and of course a kiss scene comes on the TV. You both blush, and he says that this is like last time when you kissed him. You told him to forget that already, that you were just keeping your word, and to not read too much into it. He would be offended at first. Was it so embarrassing to have kissed him, and then he would remember the last part of what you said. “Is there something more I’m meant to see or read into?” He would lean close to you and smirk. You would scoot away and ask him what he meant. “It sounds like you want me to read into it. That maybe you want--” He would grab your hand and kiss the back of it before finishing, “Something more than this.” He would lean closer to you, and say, “If you have something to say, say it before neither of us can say anything at all.” You would jump up and run away, but he would hug you from behind and stop you. He would laugh and ask why you were running so far and so fast away from him. “Doesn’t matter how far away you try to go, I’ll always find you. You and I are stuck together now.” You would beg him to let you go playfully, and he would only smile as he felt your hearts beat fast in sync. “Never. Never gonna let you go!” He would drop his head into your shoulder as you two swayed.

Hwiyoung (The Emotional Gentleman)

Hwiyoung on the contrary would be just as shy as you were after that. You were like two bipolar puppies, who wanted the other to give you attention, but was afraid to do the same. You two would be together, and were walking with a meter stick between you (metaphor). You being the clumsy clam you are would trip and he would be over in a second. He would have caught you, and you would both stand there frozen. He would pull away from you, and apologize. “S-Sorry! Wait a minute, why am I apologizing? You’re welcome.” He would gain confidence and would hold his hand out. “Let’s hold hand so you don’t fall over your own feet again. Why are we even walking so far apart?” You would decline (denying Danny) and he would say. “Either I’m going to hold your hand, or I’ll carry you. Pick a poison pervert.” You wanted to retaliate, but gave in and held his hand. This lovely guy would take it upon himself to lace your fingers together, and would walk closer to you than ever. You would tell him to give you some space and he would walk behind you and lean into your ear saying, “Why? Do I make you nervous?” You would shake his hand off and whip around, only to realize your mistake. Hwiyoung was still walking and didn’t realize you would stop. So... Your noses kissed. He would jump back, and quietly yell at you, “Pervert! You attacked me! I know you love me, but control yourself.” You would laugh at this and say that if anything, he was the one who attacked you. You two would get so caught up in your fighting you began to feel, what was the point of being embarrassed around Hwiyoung to begin with.

Chani (The Brave Maknae)

I. Don’t. Think. He. Would. Know. I don’t. He would be able to tell something is off (obviously) but I don’t think he would be frantic about searching for the reason why. You would be hanging out together, and he would ask about whether you wanted this or that. Well, you heard this as kiss and was going frantic embarrassed. Chani repeated himself, and when you explained what you heard, he would burst out laughing. “Why would that make you so embarrassed though?” You were in disbelief about how he could be so carefree and dense to what he did. You would say that you didn’t know, and that maybe if somebody hadn’t just randomly placed a kiss on you, that you would be able to calm down. He thought about this, and laughed again. You would demand for him to tell you what was so funny, and he would say, “Do you want an apology?” You would pout and say that it may help you feel better. He would smile at you and say, “No.” You would whack him and ask why he was being so difficult and doing this to you. He would lean close to you, smile faint but there. “Because I wouldn’t mean it. I’m not sorry.” You asked how he could be so mean, and to show some remorse or regret. He would say arms crossed, “But I don’t regret it. I would do it again and again and again. I wouldn’t change the fact that I kissed you. I liked it. Didn’t you?” You would be a mess of red, and he would be completely relishing and almost oblivious to the power he had over you.

Badabing badaboom! Another scenario! To answer your possible question NO you are still NOT dating yet. But you are SO close, don’t ya think? I hope you enjoyed this, and I would love to get credit where it is due to DEAN_D- half moon. This beautiful song was played on repeat while writing this, and was so nice. Outstanding. May you all have a lovely day, and enjoy the reaction. See you next time. Bye bye.

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