hi there, would it be okay to ask for first kiss headcanons for the spring troupe please! and thank you!
Spring Troupe - First Kiss HCs
Sakuya’s performance had taken your breath away, pride swelling in your heart at how much your boyfriend’s acting had improved since you’d met him. Now, you grinned widely as he approached you, awaiting him backstage with a well-arranged bouquet of congratulatory Roses, Tulips and Daisies (Tsukioka had helped you pick them out; he’d always smile fondly whenever he saw the two of you together, your combined zeal was infectious).
You’d stepped forward and kissed him full on the lips, and when you pulled back, he’d flushed giddily and wobbled in his upturned, ‘deer-skin’ hunter’s boots. You couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction, but he’d laugh with you in joy, bumping his nose against your own in an little Eskimo kiss. You’d had to remind him not to be so affectionate he’d crush the flowers, and it was as if he’d barely noticed them in favour of you. Still, he was obviously chuffed to bits that you’d come to support him, and he hoped to himself that you’d always be there, filling his heart with warmth.
After evening practice, Masumi usually liked to find somewhere suitably comfortable around the dorms’ lounge to doze off. You’d noticed him on the sofa, a little lopsided, with his headphones’ cables tangled around his neck. He’d been working so hard lately, what with the next Spring play coming up...
Gently, unwinding those two rubbery cords and laying a soft (you’d almost considered a forehead kiss, but any kiss from you was sure to wake Masumi up), fluffy blanket across his sleeping form, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist, and you fall into him all too easily. He opens his eyes a crack, groggy, and nuzzles into your hair, “Mm... Don’t go... (Y/N),” he’d mumble. All Masumi felt like doing was falling into a sleepy daze with you, as his lips found your own, and you kissed him back. It was far too comfortable not to fall asleep in his embrace, perfectly content.
He’d been holed up in his room for a long while. Surely he must’ve have gotten hungry by now, right? It is at this point where you get up to go check on him; while you don’t want to disturb his creative process, especially at an important time, you also know there will be no process if he dies from lack of any proper nutrients. A glass of water with some buttery toast had been your offering of choice, knocking softly on his door, and well aware you wouldn’t receive a response, you slid inside. Ah, there he was...
In his dim, murky abode, he sits with his back to you, his only current movements the quickening tap, tap, tap of his nail against the wooden desk. Then, as if he suddenly was struck by lightning, he’d return to frantically typing out hunks of stage prompts and witty dialogue. It was a cycle, you’d notice. You come closer, he smells of coffee and fatigue, but when he notices you he still manages a soft smile. It’s not intentional; he’s simply always felt so comfortable around you. So he, still distracted, leans over to quickly peck you on the lips in gratitude, as if he already subconsciously views your fledging little relationship as something more, like you’d been married for years. You’d been a little shocked, flustered even, but you’d left quickly, trying to ignore the pink tint to your cheeks. When he comes fully to his senses, he buries his head in his hands and groans. Oh no... He’d have to make it up to you, that was no way to go about things! At least you’ll have an excuse to kiss him properly next time, won’t you?
To be with Citron often meant to be whisked away on all sorts of outings, and this time, idyllic, fields of insurmountable green spread wide before you both, dotted by specks of vibrant colour, waving in the cool spring breeze. Japan’s natural scenery could be breathtaking — it was a sentiment he had expressed to you on many occasions — yet only now did you feel this wonder as he did, threading your fingers into his, connecting palms and smiling at his elated grin.
So you proposed a fun kind of game; an obvious excuse to go dallying through the long grass. You were quite sure he’d win, but still, you bunched as many cloudlike dandelions in your hands as you could fit, only straightening when you felt a gentle tap to your elbow. Had he really gathered 100 in such a short amount of time? No, he’d used all his time weaving daisies into a circlet. You couldn’t feel so annoyed at him when he set it atop your head, stroking your hair fondly. “Ah, (Y/N), you look as if a Prince/Princess!” If it came from Citron, it must be true. You could nearly feel Muku’s sparkling eyes all the way back in Mankai as he took your hands in his own and twirled you, pulling you in again for a sweet kiss.
Taruchi’s S/O just had that magic touch, it was the only explanation why they’d given him 5 SSRs in a row each time they drew for him. You, this godly being, had even replaced Sakuya as Itaru’s lucky charm. I’m impressed. Either way, he’d gotten caught in a difficult situation; the next Spring and Summer joint training ‘camp’ would take place in somewhere that had Wi-Fi, but the poor man didn’t have enough gems to bulk draw in the new gacha yet! Well, it was more that he’d busted his wallet on other games, leaving him unable to whale buy more of them until his next pay-check. It was up to one single draw, and you were going to be the key in his master plan...
You’d come to give Spring and Summer a sendoff, having rustled up a couple of snacks for the journey with Izumi (non-curry flavoured). Itaru had been somewhat troubled on how to get your blessing if you weren’t going to be there, Sakuya’s draws just hadn’t been the same... Either way, at the time you’d been chit-chatting together on the sofa, when at some point the conversation veered onto the topic, and he’d gotten the idea. It was a good opportunity to tease you, as he suggested you give him a ‘good luck kiss,’ so that you’d work some of your magic on his own draws. You, however, were no coward, so you took him right up on that... He hadn’t expected you to actually do it, to be fair, you’d honestly managed to take him by surprise! Of course, he got his SSR after that, the one that reminds him so much of you...
Thankyou for the ask, Anon! Sorry for the long delay... •~•
(Tsuzu’s got long, wow...)
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