in memory.

yearner.

[noirflms]

let’s meet under the moonlight , dear lover.

[noirflms]

and it’s an end to noirflms !

the story has come to end, thank you for the love and the support. i would always cherish it. i would forever remember having friends upon here! i would always be grateful to have everyone around here.

thank you and goodbye.

your loveliest,

zen

[noirflms]

a late happy birthday to you gojo satoru! happy 36th birthday 🎁

and he will forever be loved by all <33

[noirflms]

i apologise for being super inactive on here 😓 as i am graduating soon i am absolutely immersed in giving my best at university. i’m planning on archiving the account, letting it exist so everyone would come around to read my works every now and then 🥹

[noirflms]

TO YOU WITH LOVE — tendou satori

sometimes it is hard to express your feelings with words, for you may get nervous and tongue tied. but seems like tendou satori has found an alternative way to truly express his feelings and it turns out to be in the form of chocolates.

note. the haikyuu magazine made me write this cuz i miss this block monster so so much

sometimes words do not hold much meaning. they but become useless jumbles and utterances of signs that truly hold no significance at all. they are but nothing against the world at all , for none would ever come to care for such sayings.

sometimes they are a bit too difficult on how should one use them to truly describe what one is feeling. it is absolutely hard to ever but letters together to formulate the emotions in one’s heart.

but tendou satori , as smart as ever , has found an alternative way to express his feelings in a way that is not unimaginable nor is it unique in any away — it is but much more than silly whispers. so instead of words tendou satori spells out his love to you in the form of chocolates; not plain and simple , but interesting and new.

it started off with a silly prank , but soon it turned into a habit.

from making you weird shaped and flavoured chocolates to buying the most excellent and expensive chocolate there is. it all turned into a habit which he never ever came over from after a certain day.

he’s brought you almost all the chocolates one could find in paris. you scold him about such spending problems but he heeds no mind , only going further with throwing his money at another interesting brand he finds and another intriguing flavour he stumbles upon.

you never understood why he brought so many chocolates home. you truly never got the idea , until there were still notes stuck to them , words that he had said , words he has mumbled , but these words that are now scribbled on notes and stuck into chocolates seem much more than they ever could.

tendou has mumbled it many a times and you’ve heard them all , but they were never loud , they were always quiet and low , like whispers in a stormy night , audible yet inaudible at the same time.

but when they were scribbled in his handwriting , the words only seemed as sweet as the chocolate they were stuck on.

“i’m home!” tendou’s voice echoes throughout the house. he finds himself at ease once he had stepped inside after a rigorous chocolate making day at work. the warmth of your shared apartment makes him feel content and calm and the tired feeling from his body was thrown out of the window as soon as he heard your footsteps approaching.

“welcome home,” you smile , wiping your hands on the apron as you saunter over to him and take his belongings from him , but you stop upon seeing a big bag kept on the floor.

“what’s this?” you question , eyebrows furrowed as you inspect the black bag.

the way you looked at the bag made tendou laugh. he sets his shoes aside and shrugs his coat off. “something you might like.”

“huh? it’s for me?” you are quick to say and he nods as he picks it up and walks inside.

“yes , for you,” he says setting the coat away on the hanger, walking up to you as he presses a warm kiss to your forehead before walking past mumbling a ‘i’m going to shower’ as he vanishes into the apartment.

you stand puzzled as you pick up the big bag. the name of the brand printed in gold as it shines. you sigh when you take a peek within; a black box , white ribbon tied around it. you breathily chuckle to yourself as you turn to empty the contents of the bag.

“what could he have brought?” you mutter to yourself as you pull out the black box out, finally making out the letters seemingly engraved on it. your initials and his within a heart. a soft smile graces your lips as you trace the words.

it is with tender and nimble fingers that you take your time to open the present he had brought for you. you could smell the cocoa, the chocolate you were very well aware about — chocolates which were always brought to the abode of yours in means of showing affection.

but as soon as you open the box, your heart picks up pace and your eyes widen as a gasp erupts from you.

there in the middle is a beautiful diamond ring, surrounded by flavours that you always went for whenever he brought his latest inventions.

“you like it?” you hear tendou’s voice. he calls to you, luring you in with his ever so warm tone and love.

“what is the mea—” as you turn to face him, he’s already there, on his knee. hair damp from the shower, eyes glimmering underneath the warm kitchen lights and a grin so familiar on his face.

you stand stunned. you close your mouth as you swallow when you feel him reach out for your hand.

“[surname] [name], i’ve loved you since the moment i had laid my eyes upon you. you have been nothing but the light in the days where darkness once shrouded me. you have been my everything since the moment you screamed to the world i was yours before anyone else’s. you are but my soul, my life, you are the sun that engulfs me in its warmth when the days grow cold,” tendou satori clutches your hands tight, he feels his voice giving up on him but he has so much to say.

“you are the being that breathes life into me, so i would want nothing more than to spend the rest of my life with you,” you feels a tear roll down your cheek when your hear the utter and absolute devotion presented to you within his voice. “so will you do the honour of being my forever? will you marry me?”

“yes!” you sob as you fall down to his height and into his arms. you hear him sniffle as he chuckles, holding you close, tucking you right near his heart and underneath his chin.

“i love you , mon amour,” he whispers with tear brimming in his eyes. he stares at you as if you had been the one to hang the stars in the skies and given him meaning.

“i love you, mon duece lune,” you softly say, laughing a melody and he finds nectar on your lips, as he kisses you with want and adoration. he relishes the divine sweetness that you fill in his life, for that is what had always prayed for.

sometimes words may not be able to truly tell what one feels. so what better way to express them but in the way of the sweet delicacy that chocolate is.

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[noirflms]

going to watch infinity castle tomorrow wish me luck guys. i hope i don’t cry and kms in the middle of the movie 😭😭😭

[noirflms]

okay so i think i’ve cried enough for the day. i sobbed throughout the backstories and gosh 😭 the animation was peak like PEAK FICTION TYPE SHIT and lord i don’t think i have the heart to watch the rest of the movies cuz reading the manga was enough thank you 🙏

[noirflms]

going to watch infinity castle tomorrow wish me luck guys. i hope i don’t cry and kms in the middle of the movie 😭😭😭

[noirflms]

TOGETHER — itadori yuuji

itadori yuuji has finally found something to wish for and it is nothing more than to be with you, to be able to love and to grow old with you.

note. i miss him and i cried writing this 😭 i think i’m to emotional these days wtf

“i want to grow old with you.”

the words are uttered without a thought in the dewy winter morning where warm breath turns into condensed clouds of fog as it escapes from one’s mouth. the words are uttered by yuuji the same — unhesitant and firm, like the word of judge in a court.

“what?” you breath out, eyes drifting to gaze at him but it seems like he had already been staring.

“that i want us to grow old together,” he speaks too nonchalantly for your liking. it is as if he doesn’t know what these words truly are doing to you. they make warmth blossom in your cheeks and give rise to the ever present feelings in your heart.

“stop joking,” you find yourself hiding in the scarf around your neck. the baby blue wool as soft as a rabbit’s coat felt much like home.

“i’m not joking,” yuuji is quick to defend his honour after the comment you had made. his eyebrows furrow as he continues with a voice much stronger, “i want to grow old with you, i mean it.”

your eyes widen. you sit frozen at the staircase by the practice ground. his words echoed in your ears, overpowering the thunder of your racing heart as it pounded against your chest, hammering its way out of you, leaping with fear and hesitation.

“you don’t grow old in the jujutsu world,” your words are harsh, blunt even and in the moment you wished nothing more than to bite your tongue, cut it off and shrivel up and rot in the corner of your dorm room.

itadori yuuji sits staring at you. the one who doesn’t even meet his eyes as of now. he only takes to look, he has never been sure with what he wants, everything he has ever done is in the wake to make his deceased grandfather proud, but since the moment he saw you, he wanted nothing more than to be yours.

“we will,” he states, voice low and sure. yuuji is sure of what he wants this time.

your head snaps to look at him, your eyes soften as they gloss over with tears. you feel your chest tighten. the words felt like hope in a depressing world, the felt like light in the dark.

“we’ll grow old together, it’s my promise,” yuuji’s gaze never falters, his eyes glimmer as you see your reflection within the swirling pools of emotions as he solely has his eyes fixated upon you.

“don’t say it so easily,” you muster, throat constricting. your throat only tightens upon uttering such words. you clench your fists, knuckles turning white as you looked into his eyes.

“but everything seems easy with you,” yuuji swallows. he didn’t cry when his grandfather died, nor did he cry when sukuna pulled his heart out of his chest, but in this moment he might, because finally he has a dream, he has something to look forward too.

he finally has something to live for.

“i like you, [name],” the world slows down. the morning becomes warm rather than cold. “and i mean it. i’ll do anything to grow old with you.”

you exhale shakily as your bottom lip wobbles and you finally cry. a sob then another and another. the tears do not stop and in the moment you believe that you might get to grow old together. you might to get to have something special, that you could call just yours.

“i like you, yuu,” you sob, crying like a child. the sight makes yuuji’s own becomes softer and tender, as he reaches out to wipe your tears away.

he chuckles when your bottom lip juts out and you sniffle. tears in his own eyes as he looks at you. yuuji feels warmth blossom in his chest, even with a heart not his own, it raced with the love he has for you.

“so, will you grow old with me?” he leans forward, forehead pressing against yours, smiling the grin of his as tears glimmer like crystals at the side of his eyes.

it’s for the first time the two of you had found peace in such a violent place. the place where all find it hard to belong, for there is no tender to warmth that may cradle young and sorrowed heart.

it was but peace in a abrasive storm.

“i would like to grow old with you too,” you answer. your tiny hands clutching onto his clothes.

yuuji nods, ecstasy rushes through him as if he had won a war of his own. this was but a little victory that brought him joy nonetheless.

“i’d like that very much.”

and that is enough for now. to have you. to be with you. to hold you, to touch you, to caress you and to love you.

( snip-snap )

“woah! is that how you asked grandma to be yours?” doe-like wide eyed gaze up at the smug old man sat with pride before him as he stared at his wife gardening and picking out vegetables from the backyard.

“it was so cool of me right?” he rubs his nose as he wiggles at his eyebrows at his grandson.

“awesome! you are old together now,” and the old man softens for a moment, picking his grandson into his lap, ruffling the young boy’s hair.

“well, i promised her that,” and that is all he has ever wanted.

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[noirflms]

the haikyuu magazine got released and it’s all over my tl 😭😭 but all of them are ringless and single as hell for the instance 🤣🤣

i saw the leaks and i actually got so overwhelmed like i saw them grow up or something. i almost cried 😭😭😭

[noirflms]

i hate being sick 💔💔 that shit hurts my soul 🥀🥀

currently down with a sore throat and cold 😔😔😔

[noirflms]

ALSO YOUR THEME SO CUTESY

MISSED YOU SEN 💔🥀 THE ICE-SKATING TOUYA FIC WAS CALLING TO ME FROM THE TRENCHES 😨

[noirflms]

in honour of the new kny movie, yes. write. i will indulge. yes.

YES YES A 100% BECAUSE I’VE BEEN THINKING FOR SO LONG!!

[noirflms]

ykw i might also end up writing for demon slayer 😭😭😭

[noirflms]

WHAT DO THEY LIKE ABOUT YOU — mashle

to be in love with you is to adore you. worship you. to cherish whatever is there about you. to make there sole existence about you and only you.

note: finally writing for mashle and a new addition to my collection!

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ MASH BURNEDEAD !

he likes how smart you are. if he makes up for the strength then you complete him with your intelligence. he loves how everything becomes easy with you. how he doesn’t have to completely rack his one brain cell to do something when he has you. he likes to rely on you — which he doesn’t realise he does. he absolutely adores how quick witted and brilliant you are. he 1000% trust your decisions without a second thought.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ LANCE CROWN !

he absolutely adores the way you are so caring. so kindhearted and tender. so warm and gentle. most of his life he was not as cared for as his sister was, so when he found himself returning to you again and again to get his wounds fixed and healed. he became attached to your caring attitude. in no time he was absolutely down bad for you. he would time and time again find himself under your care and he wouldn’t deny that he liked every bit of attention he ever got from you.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ FINN AMES !

it’s your patience. the way you give him time to calm himself down after a breakdown or a crash out. you would sit beside him and just give him all the time in the world to compose himself. he wondered why you have stayed for he was not someone who didn’t fear anything, he was a crybaby yet you would sit with him through it all, like an understanding and patient being. he can only wonder how much patience you hold. how calmly you do things. he can’t help but find himself attached to the comfort you bring.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ DOT BARRETT !

let’s be honest. he likes cute girls. has a thing for damsel in distress but gosh it’s just something about a woman who could fend for herself that is just too hot — he denies that he doesn’t find strong women hot. he is a big fat liar. he is absolutely taken with how fearless you are. that fighting spirit of yours just turns him on, sending shivers down his spine. the way your hold your ground when fighting it’s just so cool. he could never take his eyes off you. gosh, he is absolutely smitten with you.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ KALDO GEHENNA !

he is undoubtedly in love with your cooking more than he in love with you. but there is a reason he absolutely adores your cooking is because of his sweet tooth. he likes to pair almost everything he eats with syrup or honey, so when you had for the first time during your relationship cooked him a hearty meal that had the use of sweet syrup he was absolutely smitten. he has almost eaten all the foods you cook. it just satisfies his stomach and his sweet tooth. since than he has stopped pairing combos and eats whatever you cook — except for the sushi and syrup combo he snacks on time to time.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ORTER MADL !

he doesn’t like to accept such trivial things but he adore the way you perceive things. it’s just your ability to read through everything and be able to have a broader perspective upon almost anything. it must be this inability his, to perceive things, that makes him find how insightful it could be to see things with a perception such as yours. he is always interested in how you see through things and are able to decipher and break it down for him. he always comes to you for a second opinion when he is not sure of himself at times. he would never accept it but when he hears you talk to him to fix the estranged relationship between him and his brother. he dreams to try. he wills to change.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ RAYNE AMES !

there are many things he likes about you, but there is this one thing in particular that he seems to adore about you. it is but the way you seem to remember the even most trivial of things he chooses to ignore. you keep track of everything and by everything he means from the smallest detail to the biggest detail are but remembered by you without a doubt. you are but a great sport when he forgets his brother’s birthday or a divine visionary meeting. he likes how you resemble a guiding light for you show him the path and clear out the obstacles, that are not clear to him but to you they stand like thorns in his way and you finish them before he could. you are but his special person.

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꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱₊˚⊹ opening file four : MASHLE !

𓄼 . drabbles !

[tba]

𓄼 . headcannons !

what do they like about you

𓄼 . time stamps !

[tba]

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[noirflms]

ALWAYS — nanami kento

he would always come home to you. he would only ever always belong to you.

“would you even wear that tie with your wedding suit?” nanami’s hands come to a halt. he freezes in the midst of tying the printed tie around his neck. he stares at you through the mirror.

you stand with your hair in a low ponytail, yet some strands still escape the confines of the hair tie framing your face. you still adorn the [f/c] sleepwear. eyes still trying there best to stay open as you rub away at the sleep that lingered.

“it’s an awful print,” you yawned as you shuffled closer. kento watches. “would make you look like an odd fashioned man.”

his hands have long let go of the tie. it sits half wrapped around his neck. your sleepy figure reaches him. kento turns around without a word, watching as your hands take hold of it and begin working on it.

“but you like it,” he says, voice hushed as he only looks at your face. one of focus, sleep long gone.

“you wish i did,” you snort. pulling at the tie as you tighten it, just enough, the way he likes it.

a soft smile is on his face. it a rare sight to many but not to you. the smile is only reserved for you. he only ever smiles at you this way — even gojo wonders what you have done to the aloof nanami to have him smiling this way.

“it would be the sign of me being the groom,” he retorts, the smile never leaving. gaze unwavering as you fixed and dusted his shirt’s collar.

“you like standing out this much for me?” you jested, chuckling. [e/c] eyes finally locking with his. those hues of his soften when you finally meet his gaze. it fills him with warmth, that it is only him that ever gets to see your sleepy face.

“only for you,” he answers without hesitation. your gaze turns tender, one full of love. you feel his fingers brush the strands of hair — that were falling in the front — behind your ear.

“and so i could embarrass you by wearing this tie you hate so much,” he chuckles as you puff your cheeks and smack his arm.

“gojo’s gonna keep up with that then until i die,” you rolled your eyes, laughing for you could certainly imagine that moment. “gosh, he would never let me live a day without remembering it then.”

“at least it’s me,” he says, voice soft as his hands wrap around your face and he pulls you in.

“don’t be going sappy on me now,” you mutter, wrapping your arms around his neck. a love struck grin on your face and he could only chuckle breathily at your silly attempt at ruining the moment.

“i think i’d like the malaysian beaches for the honeymoon,” he hums.

“i wouldn’t mind,” you reply, as he presses a chaste kiss to your forehead. your eyes close upon feeling the warmth and he only reels you in closer.

“then maybe i could take an early retirement and settle somewhere around there,” he softly utters. you don’t say nothing, only nodding as he looks down at you with eyes full of warmth.

“buy a beach house, take yuuji with us, and stay happily ever after,” you laughed softly as he joins in.

“that’d be nice,” he says leaning his head down. his gentle with the way he rests his lips against yours. it leaves you feeling fuzzy in the morning. you take a deep breathe in, smelling his cologne and sighing when warmth seems to fill in your senses.

it’s moments like these that make his morning better. it leaves him feeling like he’s won the world even when the curses that linger within his sight seem to be some sort of irritants, yet when he he remembers of your presence everything that has ever been bitter become sweet and warm. it leaves his yearning for more.

“you’re going to be late,” you giggled as you pull away. “gojo’s going to not like it.”

“he can handle it. he should understand a man with priorities such sweet,” nanami sighs as he rests his forehead against yours, eyes closing as he relishes your warmth.

“yeah, yeah, go now,” you usher him, fixing his collar, pressing a quick peck to his lips. “and don’t forget to bring yuuji today. i’m making his favourite.”

nanami’s could only sigh as you mention the kid you had so unintentionally adopted as your own. he shakes his head as he let’s you go and picks his coat of the hanger and picks his bag up.

“i’ll be home soon,” he says leaning into take your lips in another kiss. this one quick and gentle.

“come home safe,” you tug at his tie. fixing a talisman onto his bag that is unseen to the eye.

“always, to you,” he smiles, knowing well he’d only ever come back home to you. always will return to the warmth of the cozy place you make home, the walls that always fill him with the love he always need.

but you. it is you he always wishes to turn to when the world becomes bleary and unkind. it is but you he clenches on tightly to when the brutal world of sorcery is nothing but a pain. it is only you who calm his heart and fill him with tranquility.

and maybe this is all he’s ever wanted. to be sitting in the vicinity of his home at the dining table, as yuuji pops a joke and you are so endeared by him that you couldn’t help but laugh and through it all nanami but looks at you.

the smell of dinner that you cooked enters his system and the aroma enough runs him full. it is but the warmth that you create within these four walls make this house a home, where none are harmed and only loved.

“i love you,” he speaks before finally walking out of the house. bag tucked to his side and coat adorned as he stands by the entryway.

you look at him with so much love in your eyes that he wishes to stay longer. but he knows he must go on an conquer the world to give you all, to but give you everything you have ever desired.

“and i love you, kento,” and it is clear. being enough to soothe his soul as he finally says his goodbye and goes on with the day.

only wanting to come back to you. always.

missing nanami hrs 🥹💔🥀

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[noirflms]

CURRENT BOYFRIEND PRANK — bllk boys

taken aback is but a much smaller feeling, it should be described as a grave offence and crime to be called your current boyfriend after so many years of dating.

prompt: your mindless doomscrolling on tik-tok and instagram has brought you to a trend that is absolutely devious and harmful to the sensitive and vulnerable heart of your dear boyfriend. you have prompted up your phone to record your day as usual, but there seems to be a twist, it is the ‘current boyfriend prank’ and your unaware boyfriend seems to not know what mischief you have hid up your sleeve.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ BACHIRA MEGURU !

the stupid dopey lovestruck grin is washed right off his face the moment he hears the unholy word spill from your mouth. the word is like a punch to the gut, it washes all the life from his face, he goes pale. “c-c-c-current BOYFRIEND? WHAT!?” he screams, and you already feel a stomach aching laugh raking through your body.

“WHAT?! What do you mean current boyfriend? am i supposed to be in line again to become your future boyfriend?” oh, gosh, this was so much better than you had expected, you are tearing up at how funny it is but your boyfriend on the other hand is absolutely bamboozled and confused as to what you really mean.

“i’m sorry,” you say through the laughter. “it’s a prank meguru.” and it was as if the line had instilled his bodily functions to come to a halt as he freezes, eyes turning into beads as he stares at you, uttering no word as you still keep laughing, holding onto your stomach.

and the moment ends with you hugging him, assuring him that he is the only one for you, as you make out his drooping imaginary ears and tail, as he sulks for the rest of the day, but the day only ends when meguru has finally spoken his mind after wallowing all day:

“am i still at the position of current boyfriend?”

“well, only so you could be the future husband.”

that was enough to send meguru to the ER as he faints onto your bed with a nosebleed.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ GAGAMARU GIN !

he’s seen you do it every day, propping your phone on the study desk in your room and starting the day with ‘hey guys, get ready with me’ but today seemed to be a bit different. he is mindlessly scrolling through his instagram, cracking in laugh when something funny catches his eyes, but he was not ready to hear what you had to say on your tikky-tokky today.

“hey guys! get ready with me to go on date with my current boyfriend!” you say it with all smiles, putting on your moisturiser and you make out gin all ears in the background now sitting straight with a blank look on his face as if his mind was processing what was said.

“what did you say?” he finally fathoms, his voice laced with complete bafflement, as he stares at you with a questionable look, but you only give him a short and sweet response of ‘what, baby?’ and it only makes him look at you with a more surprised expression on his face.

“no, no, no, you called me what? current boyfriend? so whose next? huh?” the series of questions makes you snort, as you laughed heartily, head thrown back, enjoying his reaction a bit too much. gin doesn’t take laughter for an answer as he walks over to you, swivels your chair to face him as he eyes you.

“what?” you smiled, looking up at him. “well current girlfriend i didn’t like what you said,” and you snort before jumping him and tackling onto the bed with offended gasps of ‘how dare you?’ to which he responds with:

“karma is a bitch, ain’t it baby?”

“is it? then seems like you’d be punished with no kisses for a week!”

“a week? baby, now that’s plain rude!”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ RAICHI JINGO !

it takes him a hot minute to process everything and react. eyes blown open as he stares at you from the mirror in the bathroom where your phone is propped up and you’re putting your gloss and fixing your makeup to go out.

“so me and my current boyfriend are planning on shifting,” you speak, focused on the reaction that jingo was supposedly making and you almost laugh when you catch him looking at you weird, side eyeing you as if deciphering what you had just spewed.

“the house was picked by my current boyfriend guys!” and he is super stunned now, staring at you with his eyebrows raised and halting in putting gel on his hair.

“wait, what did you call me?” he questions now nearing you to get a clear view of the mischief plastered on your face. you act uncaring and he speaks up again. “current boyfriend? this might get you to having no boyfriend.”

and the sentence makes you turn to him, and bursting into laughter as you slam your hands into the sink, laughing heartily. “it’s a prank, jingo!” and he’s like :0

“i saw it on tik-tok and i wanted to try it on you,” you are giggling at him and he just turns flustered. “but wait, would you have seriously broken up with me?” and the question gets him malfunctioning but he answers;

“what the fuck, you started it how are your turning it on me?”

“okay mr. soon-to-have-no-girlfriend.”

“huh? HUH? WHAT DO YOU MEAN?”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ BAROU SHOHEI !

he is absolutely not caring at the fact to what you had called him, but it irks him that you calling him ‘current boyfriend’ on the internet would make a bad impression of him and you to being open to having another in the future and he hates it. he despises the words in itself, but the nonchalant tone of yours has him reeling back all cringed and weirded out.

“today me and my current boyfriend are gonna try the spicy ramen!” you smile into the camera, tapping at the plastic covers of the ramen boxes. but as soon as the words had been spilled past your lips, barou was quick to catch on.

“current who?” he stares at you through his glasses. he looks absolutely offended at the fact that you had called him something he was not. “what did ya’ say?”

you are trying your best not to break character as you turn to face him. “that we’re trying spicy ramen?” you play your role well as you have him your sweet saccharine smile. at your words he only seems to give you a deadpanned look and you bit your bottom lip to stop yourself from laughing.

“before that,” he urges you to speak, reminding you of your wordings before hand. “ya called me something bad.”

“what? but you are my current boyfriend,” you giggled, speaking the words with such nonchalance that he absolutely wants to jump you and take you in a headlock and tickle you until you give up and beg him for mercy.

“i am just your boyfriend. there is nothing current about what we have,” he scoffs and you want to pull his cheeks and pepper him in kisses but you take to only stare at him, holding your laughter in.

“but aren’t you currently my boyfriend?” you tilt your head on so innocently at him and he has now had enough, so he does what he does best — throw a pillow right at your face and you gasp before throwing it back at him.

“hey, now that’s rude!”

“well you called me the c word.”

“it’s just a prank sho!”

“oh…but are we still eating the spicy ramen?”

i love this prank but i have no bf to do it with sadly 💔🥀

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