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[when-wax-wings-melt]

BABE IM YOUR FAVORITE HOLIDAY? 🥺

NO WAIT I DIDNT SIGN UP FOR THIS I DONT WANT A RIVARLY–

yes 💕 you share the same vibes lmao

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HINATA

@serendiip

The crowd was absolutely ridiculous really. He was steady getting tossed around, his small stature was against him in this fight against the raging crowd. He was steady getting separated from the one he had came to the mall with and it was annoying really. He was about to just go sit in the food court and pout when a hand slipped into his. Orange hues stared curiously at the one who the hand belonged to. “Kenma?”

He blinked, glancing down at their hands and then it hit him like a lightning bolt. A bright smile tugged at his lips. “Oh! Good idea! Holding hands so we won’t get separated in the crowd anymore!” Doing this made him remember elementary school when his sensei’s would make him and his classmates form a line holding hands when out in public.

KENMA

lithe  shoulders  throttled ,  a  clamorous  crowd ,  rambunctious --  he  was  never  good  with these  sort  of  situations ,  the  blossoming  discomfort  courts  his  brows ; desperate  for  an escape   (  this  timorous  kitten  surrounded  by  the  howl  of  beasts  twice  his  size  !  )  

the  setter's  hand  seeks  shoyo's  out ,  finding  a  transient  solace  in  his  competitions exuding  ebullience.   how  his  gaze  captivates,  the  smile  that  births  is  intimidating  in  its lustre  but  he  founds  himself  nodding  albeit  slowly.   he  was  safe.