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IN WHICH —otogi and toki goes out on a date on an arcade, but they're both still a bit shy with their newly built relationship!
CONTENT: fluff, kinda in otogi's pov (not 1st person pov)
word count: 1,1k
╰╴➤ notes (a bit of spoiler): this takes place after chapter 27, no major spoilers though just mentions of them dating!! not proofread
It was Monday morning and the sun was close to setting. Otogi and Toki was cleaning up the class, the rest of the student had gone home yet they stayed to clean up the extra corners of the class.
The humid in the air was low, the room was only filled with sounds of objects clattering—neither of them was speaking, until..
Togi coughed for a second before muttering something, Otogi heard it but she couldn't make up on what he was saying.
"Hm, did you say something, Ikkoku?" Otogi answered, her voice soft like a whisper in Toki's ears.
"Do you want to go on a date, Katsura-san.." His gaze turned to see her eyes wide opened, since last time it was Otogi who asked to go on a date.
"Hold on, what's with the sudden question!?" Otogi shouted, but not loud enough for the sound to go through the coridors.
"I mean like—go out as in the weekends, not now. We should go somewhere together." he confirmed.
"I know that! But—I mean, I guess I'm free this Saturday, if you want." she mumbled, she can feel her heart pounding hard enough to be heard in her ears.
"Sure. I'll see you Saturday then, I'll text you where we'll be going." he responded, tucking his hair behind his ears showing his undercut.
"Can't wait to see you, Katsura-san!" Toki continued as he walked out the door with a smile.
—
Later that night Otogi couldn't take her eyes and hands off her phone, her mind was focused on a certain persons chat. Until later that night the notification she was finally waiting for came with a 'ting!' sound.
Toki: Hey, for Saturday, how does the arcade sounds like? And we'll go to the near cafe right after.
You: Sure! What time are you going to be there? Can't wait to meet you!! >///<
Toki: I'll meet you at 10, see you soon.
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Currently, her eyes fixated on her phone, still opening her messages with Toki. All she could think of was how exited she was for the upcoming Saturday out with her boyfriend.
—
After almost a week of waiting, the awaited Saturday eventually came. She spent quite awhile getting ready but not too long, always feeling confident like her usual self.
As soon as she got to the location, she was about to text him when she heard a familiar voice calling out to her.
"Katsura-san!" it was Toki calling out to her as he ran up to her.
"I'm sorry, did you wait for so long?" he pants. His outfit was casual like his real self, his hair this time was tied up showing his undercut. He's wearing a white shirt with a black jacket.
"No, I just arrived too actually!" Otogi responded with her sweet smile, their gaze met each other as they form a blush.
"You look cute with your hair like that, Katsura-san." he said as his arms reach the back of his neck.
"Ofcourse I do! I always look cute. Although, you look really good like always too.." she said with an obvious tint on her cheeks.
—
The date went by smoothly, they played multiple games together and shared even more laughter. Neither of them realizing the time that has gone by and currently it's close to the sun setting.
"Ikkoku! I saw a photobooth earlier, lets do that before we go home.." she smiled, pointing at the direction of the photobooth.
"Sure, you can go first—I'll be right behind you." he chuckled lightly.
He watched as his girlfriend went first, with no realization that her boyfriend had stopped to buy something.
Otogi turned around to see her boyfriend missing, she felt her heart skipped for a second—but not out of love.
"Ikkoku-" "I'm here sorry! I was gone to the restroom, sorry to scare you." he smiled while running back to Otogi.
"Don't do that again! I was so scared I thought you got snatched!" she says while hitting his shoulder in a joking maner.
"Yes ma'am, will be sure to remind that!" he smiled.
—
After the photobooth, Otogi was planning to go home herself but her boyfriend stopped her from doing so.
"It's getting dark, we can go back together—you don't have to go alone." he suggested, taking her hand with him.
"I- Sure.. I guess" she muttered, she bit her lips lightly to try and hide her wide smile.
The walk home was pretty quiet, but they managed to make some small talks and created more heart flutters in eachother. The whole way through they were holding their hands, each step their grip getting tighter to one another.
—
"Thanks for taking me home, Ikkoku—make sure to get home safe!" she thanked as she turned around still smiling towards Toki.
"Hold on!" he gripped her wrist firmly but not enough to hurt, just enough to hold her back.
"Hm? Need anything?" she questioned, turning her body towards him.
"Here.. I bought it earlier when I was gone, you can take one of them" he held out his other hands showing matching lego keychains that slightly resembles them both.
Otogi was stunned for a few seconds before slowly lifting up her hands to grab the keychains before she felt a large hand on her head.
"Hold on! What are you doing..!" she blushed, her hands moved to grab his hand that was patting her head.
Toki pulled her in closer to his chest, leaning his chin on her head.
"You're so damn cute.." he muster, his words were quiet but enough to go through Otogi's ears. Her hands that were going to hold his weakened, going down to his chest.
The setting was quite romantic, the sun was setting and the breeze was light. Both of them stayed quiet in eachothers arms before Togi moved back lifting Otogi's chin to look at him, giving her a slight peck in her mouth.
Otogi didn't pull back, she kept her eyes opened in shock for a few seconds before pulling him closer. The kiss wasn't too long but it was enough to keep their hearts beating in a faster pace.
"I'm sorry, if it was too sudden—but here's the keychain." his hands held out with the other behind his neck, she took the keychain from his hands but avoided eye contact.
"It's.. okay. Get home safe." she stayed a quiet a few seconds before continuing her words.
"I enjoyed today, thank you—Ikkoku, for taking me out.." she expressed, her eyes finally meeting his as she smiled as the happiest girl in the world.
"I did too, thank you for today—Otogi." he professed as he smiled back to the love of his life.
The sun sets as both of them said goodbye to one another and went their separate ways for that day, waiting for the next chapter of their relationship to unfold.
extra scene:
Otogi kept staring at the keychain he gave non-stop, she had displayed it on her bag, but not too obvious that people would notice right away.
"Damn it.. I know I'm that cute but still, hearing him say that.." she mumbled as she sank in her pillows, her cheeks are now filled with pink pigments.
You: [photo] Thank you for the gift! I'll wear it on my bag from now on!!
Toki: I'm glad you liked it, but you should go to sleep. It's already midnight, I want to see you next Monday so don't get sick..
You: Geeezz, I will!! Goodnight, Ikkoku!
Toki: Goodnight, sleep well, Katsura-san.
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authors note
eeekk!! they're so freaking adorbs i swearr, i don't usually make character x character but i love this smm, and this is for my friend nay so i hope you like itt!! i know that non reader x character fic isn't gonna do well but i enjoyed this so much and i hope you do too!! sorry if they're too ooc but i tried making it as canon as possible ♡
OTOGI X TOKI SHOT ONESHOT COMING SOON!!!! watch out guys they're gonna be so cute on their little "date" omd i love them, although they might be a lil bit ooc sorry!!!!!!
ngl idc what ppl do with my gfx, art, or creations in general, i mean i appreciate if you don't but if u do—honestly we all know you cant be better than me lol
edit: this is ab stealing, don't steal ppls art though guys.. BUT LIKE IDC IF U USE IT WITHOUT CREDIT (like i love if you use it despite no cr but they're appreciated) JUST LIKE IF YOU CLAIM IT AS YOURS YK DAMN WELL YOU'LL NEVER BE AS GOATED AS ME!!
The first thing Sukuna notices is that you stop touching him.
Not dramatically. Not in a way anyone else would clock. But he notices.
Usually you’re always somewhere near him. Leaning against his shoulder while you scroll through your phone. Tugging the sleeve of his hoodie when you want his attention. Stealing fries off his tray like they legally belong to you.
Now you’re sitting across the room. On the floor. Back against the couch like it’s the only safe distance from him. Sukuna watches you from the armrest where he’s sprawled, long legs stretched out, jaw tight.
You’re pretending to focus on your laptop, pretending very hard. The silence drags.
He huffs. “You gonna keep acting like I killed your dog or what.”
You don’t look up.
That makes something in his chest twist unpleasantly.
Earlier at campus you’d been excited about something. Some presentation you were doing. Talking fast, hands moving around like they always do when you start rambling about nerdy stuff.
Sukuna had been tired. Annoyed. Some guy had been staring at you the whole time you talked.
So he’d said, flat and careless, “You talk too much.”
You’d gone quiet immediately. He hadn’t meant it like that. He never means half the shit that comes out of his mouth. But you’d just nodded and said, “Okay,” and now you’ve barely looked at him for two hours.
He pushes himself upright. “You’re still mad?” he asks.
Nothing.
You type something on your laptop. The clicking of the keys feels like it’s mocking him. Sukuna glares at the back of your head. “Oi.”
Still nothing.
“Are you deaf now?”
Your shoulders shift slightly. That’s it. That’s when irritation finally boils over. He swings his legs off the couch and stalks over, looming behind you.
“You’re being dramatic,” he mutters.
You finally look up.
Your eyes are shiny in a way that makes his stomach drop.
"m' not,” you say quietly.
Your voice is soft, but it’s the kind of soft that means you’re actually upset. Sukuna immediately regrets everything he’s done in the past five hours. He shoves his hands into the pockets of his sweatpants, looking anywhere but directly at you.
“You’re literally ignoring me.”
“You told me I talk too much,” you reply.
Your voice cracks a little and you immediately look back down at the screen. That does it. Sukuna crouches down in front of you so suddenly your laptop wobbles.
“Give me that.”
Before you can protest, he gently but firmly pushes the laptop shut.
“Hey-”
“No,” he cuts in.
He’s frowning, brows pulled together like he’s trying to solve a math problem he hates.
“You’re not allowed to just ignore me.”
You blink at him. “I’m not ignoring you.”
“Yes you are.”
“No I’m not.”
“You haven’t looked at me in two hours.”
“That’s because you said I talk too much.”
Sukuna exhales through his nose, clearly frustrated. “I didn’t mean it like that.”
“You literally meant it exactly like that.”
You try to reach for your laptop again, but he grabs your wrist. Not rough. Just enough to stop you. His grip is warm.
“You’re being annoying,” he mutters.
“You’re the one who-”
“You know I didn’t mean it.”
Your mouth snaps shut. Because the thing is… he sounds genuinely irritated.
Not at you.
At himself.
Sukuna runs a hand through his hair.
“I was in a bad mood,” he says gruffly. “And that guy kept staring at you.”
You blink.
“What guy?”
“The idiot behind you at lunch.”
“I didn’t even notice anyone staring.”
“Yeah well I did.”
You stare at him for a second. “…So you told me I talk too much?”
His ears are faintly red now. “Shut up.”
A tiny bit of your anger cracks. But you’re still upset.
“It still hurt,” you mumble.
That shuts him up immediately. Sukuna goes quiet, eyes flicking over your face like he’s searching for something. Then he groans softly and drops his forehead onto your shoulder.
The movement is sudden and heavy.
You freeze.
He’s half kneeling between your legs now, forehead pressed against you like he’s exhausted.
“m' bad at this,” he mutters into your hoodie.
“At what.”
“This.”
He gestures vaguely with one hand.
“Feelings and whatever.”
You huff a tiny laugh despite yourself.
He peeks up at you.
“Don’t laugh.”
“You literally insulted me and now you’re headbutting me like a sad goat.”
“Watch it.”
But he doesn’t move away.
Instead, he shifts closer until he’s sitting on the floor with you. Your knees bump together.
There’s a long pause.
Then Sukuna nudges your shoulder with his.
“…You don’t talk too much.”
You glance at him.
His eyes are fixed stubbornly on the wall.
“I like it,” he adds, quieter.
Your heart does a stupid little flip. “You do?”
“Yeah.”
He scratches the back of his neck.
“You get all excited and start waving your hands around like an idiot.”
“That’s not a compliment.”
“It is from me.”
You try to stay mad.
You really do, but Sukuna looks genuinely miserable.
His knee bumps yours again.
“…Stop ignoring me,” he mutters.
“I wasn’t ignoring you.”
“You were.”
“Well maybe don’t be mean.”
“I said I didn’t mean it.”
He glances at you again. Then he suddenly reaches over and tugs your sleeve.
Not hard, just a small pull.
“…Talk again,” he says.
“What?”
“About the presentation thing.”
You stare at him.
“You want me to?”
He shrugs, trying to look casual. “Yeah.”
Your voice comes out hesitant. “It’s about urban infrastructure and—”
Sukuna immediately leans back against the couch with a sigh.
“God it’s boring.”
Your eyes narrow. “You literally just told me to talk.”
“Yeah yeah keep going.”
“You’re the worst.”
But you keep talking anyway.
And about five minutes in, you notice Sukuna slowly sliding closer until his shoulder is pressed against yours.
Then his head drops against the top of your hair.
He stays there. Quiet. Listening.
And when you stop mid sentence, he nudges you.
“Why’d you stop.”
“…I thought you weren’t listening.”
“Idiot,” he mutters.
His hand reaches over, tugging lightly on the hem of your hoodie.
“I am.”
this guy makes me wet i can't-😔✌️ #godplsblessmewithsukuna
guys im gonna start making gfx again.. once i get my phone back, last time was a logo for my school classmeet event ;-; (also give me a character, i'll do them for you baby)
i finally dyed my hair black again for school since im finally out of tht religious school, omdddd im gonna miss my brown and pink hair (i'm gonna dye it brown again next sem though lololol)
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