Its IonianSunset's Main! Hello, we used to be Crypto-Hackerposting/VentoAureoRun but now its a happy little multifandom blog for me to post my non-league drabbles and bots.
Currently making content for:
Shidou Ryusei (BLLK)
Barou Shouei (BLLK)
Kamo Noritoshi (JJK)
V (DMC5)
Crypto Park Tae Joon (Apex Legends)
Messmer (Elden Ring)
Erik (Monster Hunter Wilds)
Cu Chulainn (Fate)
~Shall add more to the list as I remember who else I'm in love with~
I...the HSR collab really like, grabbed me by the throat and told me to go back to playing FGO......................
Out in the middle of Fuyuki, Saber Alter finally falls. While Mash is away, Caster is the one that checks up on you.
◄━ Out in Fuyuki with Caster Cu Chulainn [FGO] ━━━
Art
SYNOPSIS: Somehow, every single one of your classmates failed to make it to your little meet-up to buy a present for your sensei, so now it's just you and Noritoshi - who you have had a crush on for a while. What a coincidence.
TAGS: Fluff, holding hands, slight pining, not proof-read
WORD COUNT: 859 words
NOTES: Happy first day of December!
The impatient clicking of your tongue turns out to be a little louder than you had anticipated, your expression equally as startled as your classmate’s when he turns around to face you.
“Whoops,” you mumble, feeling embarrassed but thankfully, Noritoshi is not one to dwell on stuff like this. With the slightest hint of irritation, he sighs.
There’s a frown on his face, his brows drawn together and you think this might turn into his default expression soon if you have to deal with the others and their antics any longer.
The two of you had gotten to the meeting point early. Since you both had work to finish at school, you decided to just come here together right after that, still wearing your uniforms - with the addition of thick coats due to the cold weather.
“Did anyone text you?” the young man asks. Checking your phone you scroll past the messages of Aoi texting you that there is a limited edition Takada-chan collectible being auctioned online, Mai excusing herself by claiming she dragged Momo out on a last-minute, highly important shopping trip, and Kasumi telling you she is out to grab some oil for Mechamaru. So to conclude: a bunch of excuses.
“It looks like we are on our own.” With a sigh, you lock your phone and put it in your pocket. The two of you begin your walk along the streets of the eastern Higashiyama District. Looking around, your eyes drift over the wares that the shops are offering. From clothes to overpriced tourist gimmicks, there are a lot of different things to buy. While a wide selection is favorable, sometimes having too much to pick from makes it difficult to settle on something.
You trudge from one shop to the other, unsure what kind of Christmas present to get for Utahime-sensei. Everybody had pitched in generously but without Mai’s expertise and Kasumi’s fun ideas, it’s a little rough to come up with an idea for a gift.
“Does Mechamaru actually need oil?” you ask, trying to make some conversation with Noritoshi. He huffs softly, his breath escaping as a little puff of white. It’s cold today.
“I am pretty sure he doesn’t need anyone else getting some for him, at least,” comes his reply before he stops in front of a little kiyomizu-yaki pottery shop. There are two little stands with display wares on them in front of the door and you move closer.
“Oh! They have sake cups!” you mumble excitedly, tugging on Noritoshi’s sleeve absentmindedly. A soft smile tugs on his lips and when you turn around, pointing at a purple one, he raises a brow, acting as if he’s not particularly amused by your enthusiasm.
Clearing his throat, he asks, “Is it wise to encourage our teacher’s alcohol consumption?”
With a dramatic groan, you let go of him, turning towards the cup again. “But it’s so fancy! This is such a sophisticated present,” you counter, your fingers carefully tracing the rim of the cup.
Noritoshi watches how your breath is visible with every word you speak. Your neck is awfully bare in this cold weather. Carefully, he takes off the soft, white scarf around his neck, wrapping it around yours instead. You shudder at the faint smell of his cologne that lingers on the fabric but he pays your reaction no mind.
“The sophistication of alcoholism is quite the concept,” he tells you and you don’t need to turn around to know that he is smiling.
“However-”
You shoot him a hopeful glance.
“I do think it is a good present for Utahime-sensei. I am sure she will appreciate it.”
A little whisper of victory falls from your lips as you ball your fists for a moment and cheer to yourself, before grabbing one of the boxes behind the sample and heading inside to pay for it.
Once you come out holding a little bag with the present wrapped up prettily inside, Noritoshi is still standing outside and he holds his hand out to you. Tilting your head to the side, you look at his hand and then at his face before reaching out to put your hand in his, your fingers holding onto his warm hand.
Your cheeks feel warm and you try to tell yourself that the warmth from his hands is simply spreading through your cold body. Noritoshi doesn’t comment on it as you tug him along, back towards the dorms but his free hand reaches for the bag, gently taking it from you.
It is then that you realize that this was probably what he wanted to do in the first place.
Feeling bashful, you try to pull your hand away before things get more odd but you find yourself unable to. Slender fingers slip between yours, intertwining them and giving your hand a gentle squeeze.
“Your hand is cold. Let’s stay like this,” he tells you with a soft smile and you bury your nose in the scarf that he lent you, trying to hide your giddy smile.
You don’t notice how your phone vibrates in your pocket twice.
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Mai (2 messages)
6.34 PM: Did you guys find a present?
6.51 PM: Please go make out after you find something. The stores will close soon
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