hey hi 👋 could I ask for a scenario where saihara’s fem crush/so/whatever asks to paint his nails for practice and the whole time he’s just “andjjfkaiaxklclakakd” and blushy and stuff but his so is just entirely oblivious?? just like,, really fluffy,, if that makes sense. thank you!!
I’m so sorry for how inactive I’ve been for a few months! I’ll try my hardest to write more again. My writing is pretty rusty so please excuse that as I haven’t written anything like this for awhile.
- When you first offered to paint his nails, Shuichi was hesitant with your innocent proposal. He kept denying your ask and kept requesting to you ask somebody else to engage with your activities. Shuichi gave into your stubborn nature and eventually agreed, but he still sounded unsure.
- “What colour?” You asked, while showing off the available colours. They were quite diverse, some were bold, bright colours that stuck out from the crowd. Some were dark, melancholic ones that seemed to work on the young man perfectly.
- “I-I don’t mind...” He stuttered. He was completely surprised at the fact that you couldn’t tell how flustered he was. His face was flushed with a deep shade of red, he just didn’t want to believe that you were this oblivious to his emotions.
- “I’ll just pick this dark blue one, it fits your uniform perfectly!” You flashed a warm, comforting smile which didn’t help Shuichi’s heart rate at all. But then you held his delicate, pale hands in a light manner and started doing your job. This only made the butterflies in his stomach linger and wander around even more.
- His hand didn’t stop shaking, not even one bit. They were trembling so much as if he was in the coldest area on earth. “Shuichi, are you cold? Do you want me to get you a blanket?” He turned his head, signaling you that he doesn’t need a blanket. The way he moved his hands made it almost impossible to paint his nails. They were chewed on, most likely because it calms his anxiety down. He’s a detective with a tower of cases that do nothing but increase his stress levels.
- You had to use a cotton bud to clean up the sides of his fingers so many times because he couldn’t keep his fingers still. “Shuichi! I need you to stay still or else I can’t paint them properly.” The way you talked, the flow of your words and the way you were so focused on his hand made his blush deepen even more. The simple nose scrunch you did whenever you messed up made him tingle even more. He was completely vulnerable in this situation.
- After you were finished, Shuichi analysed his hands. He just couldn’t stop looking at them. They were so beautifully and meticulously painted that it was astonishing. The best part about it is that it was done by you. Even though he couldn’t function throughout the process. “Thank you, s/o. I like them a lot, I really do like them.” He mustered the courage to plant a small kiss on your forehead. He was still surprised at the fact that you didn’t notice a thing.
