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felyned replied to your post “if you wear a maid dress ill let you touch my feet”
... ' ugh, gross. fine, but you'll have to do cute poses with the dress too. '
“ o-okay fine. i’ll do it. but make sure not to tell anybody, okay? i know how you are... and if you take pictures you are NOT showing anyone! “
if you wear a maid dress ill let you touch my feet
his cheeks are flushed against his tan skin at the mention of the thing he hates most; the thing that masashi tortures him with on a day to day basis. however, he doesn’t react angrily like normal, rather he delves into thought about the consequences of such an action and whether or not the other was telling the truth. “ w…. “ he stutters in a quiet, low voice, his cheeks growing pinker and pinker. “ will… you pet me with them if i do…? “
“ bye i’m leaving this hell school. “
felyned replied to your post “"wannyan - nii..." he fiddles with the object in his hands — haruki's...”
you cant accuse me with no proof :// i wouldnt touch ur phone its cursed
“ i’ll use my dad’s forensics equipment to get your finger prints. “
"wannyan - nii..." he fiddles with the object in his hands — haruki's phone, light radiating from the screen. for a second, he almost seems hesitant to show it to him. " i - i thought it was yours since it was left in our practice room b-but ... you didn't seem like the person who'd set /feet/ as a lockscreen. "
yellow eyes widen significantly, beads of sweat dripping from his face in rapid succession. he snatches the phone out of the other’s hands ( as gently as he could of course ), and holds the phone screen against himself so that the other can’t see it. “ l-listen tamotsu!! i-it’s not supposed to look like that, okay? masashi got into my phone again and changed it! he’s playing one of his stupid pranks again! “ he was telling the truth; he would never set his phone screen to one of his kinks. “ it was originally a picture of all of us! “
" no, and yes.. " he responds, still standing so that the other blocks him; he isn't wearing his heels so he stands at his actual height of barely 5"6 instead of his usually 5"8.5. " well, my brother is at campus and i have yet to find out why he is here. but i was wondering, do you mind if i spend time with you during our breaks, of course, i won't follow you everywhere but i -- do not wish to talk to my brother, and i do not know for how long he will be here. "
“ huh… i see. “ he decides not to push it any farther. his classmate seemed genuinely nervous about seeing his own brother, and though haruki doesn’t empathize well enough since he has a good family, he’s also not an idiot. a smile is flashed towards the other, and his hands are placed on his own hips. “ sure! if it makes you feel better. masashi usually hangs out with me too during breaks, so i hope you’re okay with his company too. “
felyned replied to your post “felyned replied to your post “ “ i’m breaking up with masashi,...”
' 10 feet ' god stop bringing up your weird fetishes in public
“ tell that to the restraining order i’m going to get against you. “
felyned replied to your post “ “ i’m breaking up with masashi, disbanding kemomi, and leaving...”
THANK GOD
“ don’t get within 10 feet of me you fucker. “
“ i’m breaking up with masashi, disbanding kemomi, and leaving yumenosaki. fuck ya’ll. “
felyned replied to your post “felyned replied to your post “it was not his intention to come across...”
YOU'RE TEARING THIS RELATIONSHIP APART
“ NO YOU ARE!!! FUCK YOU!!! “
felyned replied to your post “it was not his intention to come across that cursed folder --- he just...”
DISGUSTING
“ STOP JUDGING ME!!!!!!!!! “
it was not his intention to come across that cursed folder --- he just wanted to look for a cute selfie of them together in haruki's phone gallery. sure, maybe he should have asked and this is karma for getting into his phone without permission, but he doesn't deserve this. at all. ' haru - chan, ' his face contorts between amused and disgusted, yet there's some morbid fascination making him keep looking at all those ... feet. ' give me one good reason not to kinkshame you for this . '
while he’s used to the other stealing his phone, he still finds himself irritated and shooting a glare at the other, however at first he makes no move to steal it back. but, then the other’s face churns an unlikely expression. “ huh?? “ the question is off-putting, confusing him at first. but, after a minute of thinking on it ( and seeing a glimpse of his phone’s screen ), his face turns a bright shade of red, reaching the tips of his ears.
“ G-GIVE IT BACK!!! “ he shouts, making a dive for the phone in the other’s hands in a desperate attempt to relinquish any sort of dignity he may have left. “ D-DON’T FUCKIN’ JUDGE ME I BET YOU HAVE SOME NASTY ONES TOO!!!! “
" haruki-san... " his voice is weary, looking about the room. " i don't normally ask you for favours but -- " an eep can be heard, and he stands behind the other male; hiding from someone walking a couple of feet away from the class. ( if anyone paid attention theyd see the similarities between that man and ringo himself. )
color him surprised when a person like ringo is the one hiding behind him for once. while he’s used to people hiding behind him for a multitude of reasons, it’s usually his kouhai tamotsu who’s doing it ( and maybe masashi if he’s playing around ). he casts a glance to his classmate, an eyebrow raised in confusion, before turning back to catch the last glimpse of someone walking past their classroom door. “ uhh.. “ he let’s out, turning around to face the other. “ everything alright? “
munchkined:
” wannyan - ni …” tomato blinks, tilting his head to the side as he lets out a soft whine. his bottom lip sticks out into a pout, and his arms fold across his chest. “ did tamonyan say something wrong ...? tell me, wannyan - nii ! ”
he can’t look the other in the eye as the younger pouts like that, yellow eyes glancing away awkwardly and a hand reaching up to rub the back of his own neck. “ it... it’s nothing, tamotsu-kun. “ he replies, reaching out to ruffle the other’s light blonde locks. a smile cracks on his face. “ don’t even worry about it. let’s just keep practicing okay? “
" if you call that ' tea ' one more time i will have to pour scalding water down your throat. "
he has to admit, the sudden threat of violence does make him a bit nervous. but he hopes upon the fact that acts of extreme violence are forbidden in this school, and that the rule alone will stop his fellow student idol from doing anything. “ what? it’s called ‘ iced tea ‘. just because it’s gatorade doesn’t mean it’s not tea! “
benibana:
Has they apply for the dream fest? Anzu really needs to check on her notes again. She doesn’t want to be yelled by Keito again.If something goes wrong. Again.
“…Oh.” so that’s why. Anzu sighs in relief. “Ah.. I would be happy to help you. But don’t expect much..”
she scratches her cheeks. She , herself still learning how to be a producer. Since she really knows nothing about producing.
he was a bit surprised by her words, to be honest. after all, he had heard quite a few good things about this girl ( and not just because she was currently the only known girl in the idol course ). he remembered that no-name group called trickstar, and remembered hearing that her work was behind their success.
“ why do you say that? don’t be so hard on yourself. “ a smile spread across his face as he patted her shoulder. “ you’ll be an amazing help to us, i just know it! “
felyned:
‘ when someone says they love you , you’re supposed to say it back . do you treat girls like that too ? tsk tsk ’ haruki’s reaction is almost as sweet as the sugary treat — seeing him get flustered never fails to lift masashi’s spirits ; part of it because he loves to tease him , and part of it because he’s just objectively adorable . his mouth is wide open in an uncharacteristic show of obedience , eyes closed as he happily aways for the food — except , his brows crease at the feeling of whipped cream on his cheek .
‘ nya ~ ’ his whine is cut short — he opens an eye to watch his boyfriend cleaning his cheek and lets out an appreciative hum , ‘ because ~ i like being spoiled . it’s only natural ~ besides , i have more important matters in my hands right now , ’ one of the cats meows in between purrs as if to prove his point , ‘ and that’s a shame . haru - chan should wear a maid dress for me ♡ fufufu , it’d suit you much better than those terrible tank tops . ’
“ n-no, of course not!! besides, i’m dating you, so what girls would i be talking to?? “ he pouted stubbornly, trying his best to keep his calm despite his embarrassment. he hated how easily embarrassed he was ( and he hated even more how the other took advantage of this little quirk of his so easily ). huffing, he finished wiping the other’s mouth, continuing to take another fork full of the sweet fluffy pastry and holding it out to the other. he could feel a few stares from surrounding patrons in the cafe, but he chose to ignore them as best he could.
“ i can see that.. “ a wary glance is cast towards the cats lying next to his boyfriend, meeting the eyes with the felines before a slight hiss is sent his way. he ducks away back into his seat. “ i don’t know why you drag me here when cats hate me so much.. “ he mutters, though his expression gives way to a more flushed face. “ e-eh?! no!! i told you i’m not doing that! and don’t hate on my tank tops, they’re swag! “
