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UN VERANO SIN TI - HINATA SHOYO X f!READER
he leaves home in search of new roots, she uproots her own in search of a home. behind them, there are oceans; between them, there is only sand.
warnings/tags: smau, semi canon-compliant, brazil arc, immigrant experience, surfer!reader, beach vball!hinata, angst, alcohol, smoking, love triangles, kys jokes, suggestive themes but nothing explicit
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INTRODUCTIONS: intercontinental besties | finding tsukki
CHAPTER 1: a gente vai ser carioca
CHAPTER 2: shrimp meteorite
CHAPTER 3: collective psychosis
CHAPTER 4: second plane has hit the towers
CHAPTER 5: everything's samba
CHAPTER 6 (part 1): does anyone know if we have to alert interpol
INTERLUDE: normal levels of emotion in a completely healthy way
CHAPTER 6 (part 2): does anyone know if we have to alert interpol
open channel
characters. enjin. tamsy. rudo. zanka. gris. follo. tomme. semiu. cleaner!reader
desc. open channel through the chokers means no privacy, no muting, and no escape from follo and the microwave.
a / n. i almost made this a group chat fic, then remembered they have chokers. so unfortunately this is canon now. enjoy reading as much as i enjoyed writing and laughing at this monstrosity ♡. ( still waiting on flipping tumblr to review my tamsy fic... ).
wc. 295
static clicks on.
beep.
“…why did something just beep,” enjin asks.
silence.
then—
beep.
“…that’s a microwave,” gris says calmly.
“why do i hear a microwave,” enjin says. “who is using a microwave during comms.”
“…i am,” follo admits.
“why,” enjin asks.
“…my food was cold.”
beep.
“it just finished,” tamsy notes mildly. “so we’re good.”
the microwave door opens.
then closes.
beep.
“…why is it going again,” rudo asks.
“…still cold.”
“how,” rudo says. “it was just in there.”
“…not evenly.”
beep.
“are you standing there watching it,” tomme asks, alarmed.
“…yes.”
the microwave hums louder.
“…that hum is aggressive,” you say quietly.
“why is it humming like that,” semiu asks.
“…i changed the power level.”
“why would you do that,” enjin snaps.
“…experiment.”
the microwave stops.
silence.
everyone exhales.
then—
beep beep beep.
“oh my god,” rudo says. “it’s still going.”
“…it does that,” follo says. “when you don’t open it fast enough.”
the beeping continues.
“open it,” enjin says.
“…i’m trying.”
the beeping gets faster.
“why is it panicking,” you ask, laughing.
the door opens.
silence.
“…okay,” tamsy says. “we survived.”
a pause.
“…it’s still cold,” follo says.
no one speaks.
“…don’t,” enjin says quietly.
the door closes.
the microwave starts again.
everyone loses it at once.
"WHY—”
“STOP—”
“TURN IT OFF—”
“just eat it—”
“i can’t,” follo whines. “it’s uneven.”
another beep.
someone groans audibly.
zanka exhales into the mic. slow. approving.
enjin goes very still. “…of course.”
the microwave stops.
the door opens.
“…okay,” follo says. “i think it’s done.”
“eat it somewhere else,” rudo says immediately.
“…i’m walking away.”
footsteps. distance.
silence.
everyone waits.
then—
“…it’s too hot now,” follo says, apologetically.
enjin closes his eyes. “i’m ending the channel.”
static crackles.
“…wait—”
“no,” enjin says.
the channel cuts.
creds ― Ი𐑼
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