#ottoge thoughts

[koviah]

💍🍙 ottoge thoughts

Yuuta has a weakness for ridiculously cute things, but he’s far too self-conscious to ever buy them for himself.

Toge notices. He notices the way Yuuta’s gaze lingers on pastel keychains, the way his fingers almost reach for a plush before retreating.

So Toge starts buying them quietly, slipping them into Yuuta’s life piece by piece. A charm on his bag. A mug on the counter. A blanket draped over their couch.

And no one thinks twice about it—because it’s Toge. Of course he likes cute things. Only Yuuta knows the truth: every little gift is Toge’s way of saying I see you, and I love even the parts you’re afraid to show.

[koviah]

inuokko • ottoge thoughts 💍🍙

What if Toge did ASMR? 🎙️ No-Curses au

Yuuta never asked for it, but the doomscrolling algorithm always had a way of knowing his weak spots before he did.

Toge’s no-mouth-sounds ASMR slides onto his feed like it belongs there—pages turning, soft brushes across the mic, tapping against cork. It’s calm, precise, oddly intimate.

Yuuta ends the night with a new subscription. Curiosity got him started, but it’s the rhythm—the slow, deliberate sounds—that finally tips him into sleep, something nothing else has managed to do in months.

Weeks pass. Then comes a room tour. The camera pans casually across Toge’s walls—string lights, stacked books, a few photo strips—and then Yuuta sees it. Half-obscured by a photo strip, but undeniable: the menu of the new bakery downtown, taped neatly in place like it matters.

Coincidence? Or maybe—just maybe—a breadcrumb trail leading straight to a meet-cute Yuuta’s already too invested in.

Time for an “accidental” meet-cute? 🤭