#[ryuji] troublemaker

[nxtuselxss]

“What’s your favorite silverware? Because I like to spoon!”

@crossxskulled

          “Uh...” Admittedly, it took a moment longer than Makoto would LIKE TO ADMIT for the double-entendre to click in her LOGICAL mind. First, she had processed Ryuji’s question literally. Similar to a computer. Finding it an odd inquiry. One she’d never thought much on. Hardly even used silverware -- chopsticks sufficed. As soon as his words fell into place, crimson eyes shot WIDE and a blush tinted pale cheeks, “I--Ryuji! D-Don’t say things like that!” Was he flirting with her? Turning away from his gaze she shook her head in disbelief, “How utterly audacious. Right about now, I’d say my favorite piece of silverware would be a knife.”

[nxtuselxss]

“Give me a kiss. No wait…two kisses. No, three ki-”

@crossxskulled

          “—Ryuji. One more word, and I swear I will demonstrate on you what I learned in my last Aikido class.” Index finger burrowed into the flesh between her brows, she HOPED he couldn’t see the flush of pink that painted her cheeks. Did she want to kiss him? The thought SHOULD HAVE utterly repulsed her. Yet, it only mildly disgusted her. (Not even that if she were being perfectly honest).

[nxtuselxss]

☕!

@crossxskulled  

Send ☕ to run into my muse in a coffee shop!

          Makoto Niijima was in STUDY MODE. With exams nearing, she needed to keep her nose in the books. That being said, she was UTTERLY EXHAUSTED. Coffee would help with that. A nice warm beverage to go with her technical books and---wait? Was that Ryuji? He had PROMISED TO PASS. Though, he’d done so in a lackluster way. “Ryuji?” Thin brunette approached the troublemaker, “Please tell me you are not avoiding your studies again. We agreed, you would pass. Or else.”