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mister shaky hands got the assurance he needed from mel and then decided to drag robbys ass On Sight

#fairs #da pitt #frank langdon #melissa king #kingdon #whack em again for me mister king!

pink triangle on her sleeve ft. Otoya Eita

everyone's a little queer, oh can't she be a little straight? :(

based off of this song by weezer!

Otoya Eita x <- (well not really) fem lesbianreader! cw: swearing, otoya being put in his place 😶

"Thanks for coming, nice to meet you..." Otoya sighed like a robot for the nth time as he handed another young fan's jersey he had autographed back to them.

This meet-and-greet had been a total bust.

He'd kindly asked Anri (who might've been fed up with his incessant flirting), to only involve him in events which either included fun, cute girls, or partying. (Special exceptions included being featured on Clavicular's stream or brand trips to post on his insta). How did this check any of his boxes? At this point, Otoya was doing charity work.

He hadn't even agreed to this. He'd been mindlessly scrolling on his phone in the locker room when Anri came up to him with a proposal for a signing event. And, of course, when he heard the words "meet" and "cute people" escape her lips, Otoya blindly accepted whatever it was and signed the form. I mean, did she really think he'd want to do a four-hour long meet-and-greet with a bunch of little kids? How was this his fault?

After the form was signed, there was no backing out. To his dismay, this children's meet and greet was neither fun, nor did it involve girls his age, and it was certainly not Clav's stream.

Well, there were only a couple of minutes left before the panel ended. Otoya breathed a sigh of relief. Just a few minutes, and he'd be able to flop onto his bed and check his DM's.

That was his plan, until he caught sight of you and (what he desperately hoped to be your younger sibling), the last fans in line.

Immediately, Otoya sprung up in his chair, feeling his energy returning by the millisecond.

Had his DM's come to him?! Who was this beauty?!

"Hi," you said with a little wave as you approached the stand. You motioned to your little brother. "This is my brother George. He's a huge fan."

"Hi, George," Otoya chirped, giving him a quick smile before focusing all his attention on you. "What can I do for you guys?"

Your brother smiled meekly, holding up Otoya's jersey like all the other kids had. "Could you sign this?"

"'Course, little bro," Otoya chuckled, giving your brother a tiny fist-bump before signing the jersey. That's it, he told himself. Keep it cool with the little kid. Now, time for phase two.

"Hey, matter of fact, would you guys want a selfie?"

"Sure," you accepted graciously, pleasantly surprised. This guy was super nice! No wonder your brother practically worshipped him.

In Otoya's mind, however, everything was going according to plan. This was how he did it with most fans. He'd snap a selfie with them and ask for their insta so that he could feature them in his story. But you? You were a different case. There was no way he could fumble a girl like you.

As soon as he got out of his chair, his hand was around your waist. At this point, you were good as married in Otoya's mind. He could practically feel the wedding bells.

You raised a brow at that. Weird, but okay. Extending out your arm to accommodate everyone in frame, you smiled for the camera.

"Alright, say 'soccer' everyone!"

Just before you could snap the picture, your phone began to buzz.

"Oh- sorry, that's my girlfriend."

Otoya's heart dropped to his feet. Your words rung in his ear.

Girlfriend. Girlfriend. Girlfriend...

Okay, maybe it was just one of your close friends, he told himself, trying to regain any of the dwindling confidence he had left. I mean, the chances were low, but never zero.

"Wait," you interrupted just as you were about to take the photo. "Would you mind if we answer, like, as a surprise?"

Otoya shrugged nonchalantly. Smooth. "Yeah, no problem."

Pressing the facetime button, you kept only you and George in frame.

Your girlfriend answered after a few rings. "Hello?"

"Hey, babe," you giggled. "Guess who George and I are with right now?"

Babe. Babe. Babe...

Immediately, all of Otoya's energy left his body again. Fuuuuck.

Your girlfriend laughed on the other end. "Who?"

You passed the phone to him, giving him a quiet thumbs up.

Otoya smiled stiffly at the screen. "Hey, uh, sorry, what's her name-"

"Ashley," you said.

"Hey, Ashley! How are you doin-"

The moment Otoya's eyes fully focused on your girlfriend, he was convinced the world had lost all its fairness. How was it possible that two such beautiful women could even coexist in the universe, let alone be girlfriends?

By the time you and little George had thanked him and said your goodbyes (without giving him your instagram), Otoya was glued to his seat.

He'd unfocused his eyes and disassociated to deny all that he'd just witnessed. He had so many questions. Who? Why? How? Was that kind of hot?

"I'm so dumb, she's a lesbian," he muttered to himself, shaking his head in disbelief. "Thought I'd found the one."

Out of the blue, he heard a stifled chuckle behind him. "Can't get 'em all, can you, buddy?" Anri snickered, giving him a firm pat on the back out of pity.

Otoya let out a groan, swiping open snap on his phone. Oh well.

Windy day, huh?

a/n: i love lesbians they are all so beautiful and just imagine otoya doing the "#fairs" 👌 i love and hate his evil ahh