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[typical-highschool-princes]

Weekly Pair-Up: AiMasa

“Masato. . . I want a hug. . .”

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While patrolling the halls, Ai hugged Masato out of nowhere from what seems to be a sudden urge to cuddle.

The lovestruck student council vice president was surprised to say the very least, but reciprocated soon after despite being in public.

[kitahara-rei]

Ai and Masato going out on a brunch date

Truly a rarepair that deserves some softness, I hope you like it!

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“Mikaze-sempai, I’m sorry that I’m late. Have you been waiting long?” Masato asked, sliding into the seat opposite Ai’s. The morning’s work had gone on longer than he had expected, so he ended up running ten minutes late for their lunch appointment. He didn’t get a chance to send Ai a text message, wondering if the senior (who was very particular about punctuality, according to Syo) was mad.

Furthermore, the cafe in particular was hard to find, with only Ai’s directions to go on. It was tucked away in a corner of a side road, a little rustic shop that was reminiscent of those in Europe.

Said man only turned to him, face blank. It was hard to tell what was on his mind. Was he mad? “No, it’s fine. I’ve been catching up on my reading,” he said, tucking the Kindle back into his bag. He was dressed casual in a large navy coat complemented by a pale lavender scarf, the one that Masato had knitted for his birthday. His bright hair was mostly hidden under a beanie, probably to avoid the fans from recognising him on the streets. “I’ve already ordered something for us to share, and one of it is especially interesting. Do you want any drinks?”

Masato looked up from the colourful menu. “A pot of tea sounds nice.”

The waitress returned to their table with a tray of sandwiches. “Reiji said they were good,” Ai said offhandedly, peering down at the sandwiches. He almost looked like he was disappointed by how ordinary they were.

Masato couldn’t help but to chuckle. “There’s some things that you can’t judge by the cover alone,” he said, gesturing for Ai to take one. “Maybe the taste will change your mind.”

Ai complied, nibbling at the bread. He blinked, then took another bite. Masato watched as he practically finished the sandwich in three bites, taking one for himself. It was good, with how the flavours melded together. The crunch of the lettuce was satisfying, the juiciness of the tomatoes leaving a sweet taste on his tongue. Masato wondered if he could find the recipes for these sandwiches, only because Ai seemed to like it a lot. Rarely did Masato see Ai eat with such vigour.

But he hadn’t expected Ai’s eyes to light up entirely when it came to the dessert. When he had said it was interesting, he hadn’t expected it to be a completely round, clear ball of…something, laying in a plate of syrup and powder. “What is it, exactly?” Masato asked. He had the compulsion to poke it with his spoon, but he was afraid to disturb its current shape.

“A raindrop cake,” Ai said, as if it explained anything. He took a picture of it with his phone, then scooped up some of it up and held the spoon out to Masato, waiting.

At first, Masato didn’t understand what he wanted until Ai shook the spoon gently, the jelly wobbling on the curved surface. “No,” Masato said, face burning. To be fed with a spoon by his senior was no less than embarrassing, not to mention that Ai looked earnest in his endevour.

“Masato,” he said in that soft, sweet voice of his. “Try it. If it helps, you can close your eyes.”

Heeding his advice, Masato leaned forward, eyes squeezed shut. It felt so awkward after a few seconds. Masato wondered what Ai was doing until something soft touched his lips, something that wasn’t a spoon. His eyes snapped open to see Ai already pulling back, a rare smile on his face. Masato was at a loss for words, his thoughts jumbling up as his face burned.

“I couldn’t help it,” Ai said, licking his lips. “You taste much sweeter, in my opinion.”

[mas-ai]

i erally want to write more masai i’m in the mood for them so much but i have no ideas for what to write. the motivation is there, the inspiration is not. eiichi ate all of it and i’m too tired to write for eiichi.

[mas-ai]

Ai decides to conduct a bit of research.

He's staring at Masato, long after everyone else in the room has left and the latter is starting to get a little uncomfortable. They're both quiet, but Masato is starting to cast some glances and occasionally sigh in attempt to divert Ai's attention elsewhere - or at the very least, make him say something to break the tension. Alas, he continues to stare.

And stare.

And stare.

He's just watching. Over time, his head continues to shift to the side and he begins to slowly creep forward, pausing when Masato catches the movement out of the corner of his eye to look up at him in question. They both remain silent as Ai freezes in place like a cat waiting to pounce, but Masato returns to his calligraphy completely unexpecting of what comes next. He's interrupted when the robot is suddenly in his lap and staring into his eyes - he's now flustered, internally screaming and not sure how to respond to Ai. Before he can muster a response, a kiss is on his forehead and Ai is promptly up out of his lap and leaves the room.

He's still not pulled himself together when Reiji's laughter fills the room; he walked in on the whole endeavour and was watching it unfold. 

Apparently, Ai had gotten his hands on some e-magazine which detailed cute ways to show affection. He combined this with the thousands of questions he hounded Reiji, Natsuki and Otoya with - deeming them some of the most affectionate in the agency.

[mas-ai]

for those who signed up for masato/ai content:

don’t worry i have some queued, they haven’t left this blog and i love them very much still i just have not been in the writing mood recently. i’m slowly getting back into it and finding inspiration for them again. feel free to slam into my inbox with ideas for headcanon lists, i don’t take requests for anything else but i do for masato/ai so if you have any like- ... “who would do x” or “sleep headcanons” or whatever just invade my inbox at any point in time and i’ll write for you <3

[mas-ai]

Do you see it 

Look at these precious four.

AND THESE TWO.

[mas-ai]

One way Ai recharges when critically low on battery is wordlessly dropping almost on top of Masato on the couch as he's writing lyrics. Masato is startled, becoming flustered when Ai cuddles into his side and buries his face into his arm. After about ten minutes of being stiff, he relaxes and continues writing, believing Ai to be asleep until he mutters some recommendation about the lyrics despite his eyes being closed. When Masato finishes, you can practically see the 'charging' symbol above Ai's head and hearts above his own. (Ren points this out when he walks by. Ranmaru thinks Ai looks more like a purring cat. Worried they'll try to wake him/that Ranmaru will pet him, Masato carries Ai back to his room to recharge properly and sleep peacefully.)

[mas-ai]

Masato would personally prepare Ai's outfits before each live. It would be a form of his love language, as well as he would probably find issue in the way someone else did it. He'd iron it to perfection and have it laid out in Ai's dressing room in the order the clothes were to be put on. He'd also bring a care basket, with a light set to Ai's lilac - because Masato's always cheering for him - and it would include enough water and snacks for the evening. There'd also be a hand written note, explaining in detail what he was looking forward to and a little pep talk for Ai who didn't understand originally, but noticed the crowd cheered louder than usual and Reiji said he seemed to have more fun than usual.