Ukyo: I can’t do this anymore. My hearing is a curse. A literal curse.
Yuzuriha: [patting his shoulder sympathetically] Is it the boys again?
Ukyo: I am trapped in a noise war zone. On my left, Xeno and Stanley are destroying the drywall with what I can only describe as "passionate friction." And on my right?
Yuzuriha: Senku and Gen?
Ukyo: They were whispering for four hours. I thought they were being sweet, so I listened in. They aren't Yuzuriha. They are drafting a 45-page manifesto on how to psychologically gaslight Ryusui into funding a space program by manipulating the global oil market.
You stiffly turned your head to face the direction of the voice, flinching abruptly when intense vermillion hues scrutinised your hunched form. Gulping down the fear that silenced your voice, you racked every crevice in your brain for what possible business the Ishigami Senku may have with you. Did you accidentally contaminate one of his experimental samples or something?! Is that why he looked a breath away from submerging you into a bath of concentrated sulphuric acid?! Why else would he be staring down at you like that! "Uh— yes?!"
Paying no mind to your startled response, his expression hardened with sharpness as his following words— blunt in true Senku fashion— cut to the chase. "I'm going to confess to you on Valentine's day, so wait for me after school."
Your mind reeled with disbelief, eyes widening with pure horror as his words dawned upon you. "Eh—?!"
"After school is okay, right?" His brow briefly arched in concern, misreading your fluster for something else entirely. Were you busy with something afterschool? What were you busy with? Another guy? The unpleasant thought immediately pulled a frown out of him, filling him with more distaste than he’d like to admit. That, was a variable he didn’t account for… No, it could be something else. Maybe it was the weather? The forecast did say it would rain today, but he had his umbrella, and he was more than willing to let you use it. Sharing an umbrella with your beloved under the rain was commonly known to be romantic, was it not?
Senku cupped his chin in deep ponder as he considered every case scenario. Or was it because the sun set rather early this season? No issue there, he was planning to walk you home from the very beginning anyway, well, if you would let him…. Or was it something else? Dammit, what the hell am I missing? Should he have waited to say something on White Day instead like common customs? But then that was an extra month he had to wait. It was inefficient. Ah, but couldn’t he just confess today, on Valentine's, and then do it again on White day? Matter of fact, he could just say he's fond of you everyday after today's confession onward, no?
"Um- sure?" You answered unsurely, still dazed from what you heard come out of his mouth.
He snapped out of his train of thoughts the moment your meek response reached his ears. "Be prepared then."
"Okay…" Cheeks flushing with embarrassment, you complied pathetically under his relentlessness. How could you possibly put up a fight against the persistence that was him?
"Why is your face so flushed?" He pointed out shamelessly, abruptly pressing his rough hand on your forehead to check your temperature as if his oblivious nature wasn't the very cause of your malfunction. "Do you have a fever or something? Why come to school if you're unwell? Dumbass."
"No! It's just… this is— well, you basically already confessed…" Shoulders sagging with defeat at his denseness, you finally addressed the elephant in the room.
"…."
A deafening silence ensued between the two of you, so deafening you debated whether you could really hear the beat of the man's heart before you or if it was imagination's cruel delusion playing tricks on you.
The realisation of his stupidity finally dawned upon him. His ears flushed a comical red, you watched with enamour as he rubbed the back of his neck with once-in-a-blue-moon kind of fluster. Senku’s attempt to hide behind his face framing strands was undeniably pathetic, so much so you couldn’t help the titter that left you.
"Damn it... A brain clouded by love really is the most irrational kind..."
a/n: first dcst fic! it’s lowkey a slightly altered version of a rin/sae fic that i wrote but i thought it fit Senku sm so i just had to 😭 comment below if u have any dcst fic requests! most of all, i hope you enjoyed!
