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[summer-oil]

also relationship dynamics that are just one guy cooing condescendingly while their partner lashes out at them will always be peak

[indianapolis500]

jenson button | thursday | las vegas 2024

[cathartidae]

moodboard

[tabicoeur]

[wet kissing smacks and languid sighs of pleasure] ♡

[lvmimis]

“Hmm… so what it says here is we might not be very compatible by astrology,” you muse, tapping your chin as you scroll through what’s offered by the website’s assessment of your budding relationship. You’re killing time, sitting at a table across from Shin, taking a quick bite at a fast casual restaurant before you’re off to a meet-up with friends and he’s off to the Sakamoto store. Shin frowns, then gently reaches over to take your phone.

“Hold on, let me see.”

He scrolls quickly with his thumb, while you amusedly take a bite out of your burger. It’s not an outright condemnation of your prospects, but the implication is dire, with the suggestion that you’d take work at best, or your relationship would fail dramatically at worst. Shin’s looking more annoyed by the second, stuffing a handful of fries in his mouth as he reads, then looks at you.

“Okay, so clearly they don’t know what they’re talking about.”

You laugh as he hands you back his phone like a hot potato.

“I mean considering that this practice has been done for thousands of years-”

“It’s kind of bullshit, actually,” Shin pipes up. You raise an eyebrow at him as he sips his shake, and you can see his cheeks turn red with embarrassment as he notices your look. “I mean, not to say that I don’t think you should be paying attention, it’s just that I feel like there are other factors at play, you know and maybe we could just try,” he adds.

You agree with him wholeheartedly, but there’s no need to tell him that. You wonder if his urge to peek into your mind will crop up again so you fortify it against him before teasing him further.

“You’re an actual psychic but you think astrology is fake?” you ask, resting your chin on your propped up hand. “I would have thought you’d be partial to the supernatural.” He genuinely looks surprised at your supposition, but is soon ready to debate you.

“Well, the two aren’t related in the least, my powers were made in a lab, plus there are a lot of compatible by astrology people who end up hating each other, so we really shouldn’t put too much stock in it,” he insists. 

As he continues to go on to explain,  you chuckle to yourself, and say nothing, and he stops.

“Okay, what’s so funny?” he says.

“I think it’s funny how hard you’re trying to convince me. It’s almost like you want us to work out.”

Shin rolls his eyes, caught red-handed, then reaches over for a fry from your plate. You take one in your mouth and lean forward, bidding him to bite. He blushes.

“We’re in public,” he starts, but you smile and tilt your head and he looks around before leaning forward and biting the other end.

“See, teamwork! That’s compatibility, I guess. Maybe you’re right and this random online website that knows nothing about us is wrong.”

He gives you a mock exhausted look but then gets up and shifts into your booth, so that’s closer. 

“Let’s not worry about compatibility based on some random factors and just on us, okay?” he asks. His look is genuine as he pleads. You wonder if he’s been able to creep into your mind once in a while and know how easy it is for you to overthink and question happiness.

So you rest your head on his shoulder in response, snuggling close.

“Deal.”

[allgremlinyaps]

sometimes a pillow princess is just a man who holds 40 tons worth of emotional baggage in his aircraft carrier sized pectorals

[cruel-hiraeth]

resisting the urge to speak abt…gestures vaguely

[chrollogy]

calm and composed man on the outside but the freakiest pervert on the inside yes