hi zaina!! tysm for posting the prompt list!! can i request #2 for rio and tersaka?? thanks!! i hope you enjoy the rest of your day!!
Hi! Of course, I’m so happy you wanted to request one!! I hope you enjoy your day too!! 🥰
AND AHHH SUCH AN UNDERRATED PAIRING!! Excellent taste, anon 🥺💜I hope you like this!
Listen to: The King by Conan Gray
“This is bullshit,” Terasaka grumbled, pulling his chair out with unneeded aggression. It screeched across the aged wooden floor, and he ignored his companion’s wince. He sat down irritably and leaned his arms onto his desk.
Nakamura gave him a pointed look from where she stood, at the entrance of the classroom. They were both clad in their P.E uniforms, since they’d been pulled from class and sent to stay inside for “being distracted and playing around.”
It really wasn’t that big a deal in her opinion. All she’d done was splash Terasaka with some of her water bottle once he was done sparring with Maehara. And of course, the big lug didn’t take well to it and tried to chase her, get her back with his own water bottle.
Mr. Karasuma stopped the two of them and sternly sent them back to sit in the classroom for the duration of P.E class. After a few minutes of futile protesting, they walked back, ignoring Muramatsu and Okajima’s “Ooooohh you’re in trouble!”
Terasaka shut his eyes, agitated, and simply reached into his bag to pull out his phone and earbuds. He hated being scolded, but at least he could understand it when it came to academics. But P.E training? The one area of his school life where he excelled? Shame bit away at him inside.
But whatever. He might as well take advantage of his new free time. Listen to some music, eat some of that food Muramatsu brought... Now as he thought about it, this was a good thing. A grin spread on his face as he realized he finally had some quiet time, no idiots or maniacs around.
He was mistaken however. He had forgotten the presence of the blonde fool that got him into his mess in the first place. Nakamura pulled a chair up and lazily sat right next to him, her knee brushing against his outer thigh. He immediately pulled out his earbuds and glared at her. “What?”
Nakamura smirked and casually plucked one of the earbuds from his hand, placing it in her own ear. “Let’s hang out together, Terasaka~ Don’t leave me alone.”
He rolled his eyes and reached for the earbud again, only for her swat his hand away. “Nakamura, just let me listen in peace,” he half-pleaded.
She waved a hand and leaned in closer, catching him off guard as she snatched his phone and began searching for music. “Relax, you make it sound like I’m murdering you. You’ll like my music, trust me.”
“Give me my pho-!” Terasaka’s voice cut off as he looked at her more clearly. Nakamura was sitting opposite of him, her back facing the window. And so, she was illuminated by the sunlight that poured into the classroom. Her blonde hair looked even more golden and her skin glowed. Even her smile seemed more blinding than usual.
Crazy...I’m going crazy, Terasaka thought to himself. What, is Nakamura a princess or some shit? Get your head in the game, man. Just grab your phone and shoo her away.
He failed.
Ten minutes later, he was subtly nodding his head in approval to the third western rap song she introduced him to. They were still sharing the earbuds, as well as a box of pocky that Nakamura had pulled out of her bag. He glanced at her, earning a smile as she passed him another chocolate-covered stick.
Hanging out with her wasn’t half as tiring as he expected, he thought as he bit into the pocky. A fast-paced rap was playing vaguely in his head, but his thoughts were centered around her more. Nakamura was...nice to be around.
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“Hello?” Kurahashi asked as she entered the classroom first, peering around for her classmates. Her gaze finally fell on them and her eyes widened. She instantly turned to the others, approaching the room. “Guys, be quiet,” she whispered.
Kimura’s brow furrowed. “Why?” He inquired softly, exchanging a confused glance with Isogai, who looked equally unsure.
Kurahashi gestured to the back of the classroom. Kimura’s eyebrows shot up while Isogai just laughed softly.
Terasaka and Nakamura were sitting so close to one another at his desk, almost adjacent at the hips. They were both fast asleep, leaning their heads onto the desk, using their school blazers as make-shift pillows. Their heads were touching as sunlight blanketed both of them with its warmth from the open windows. A single earbud was in both of their ears as music continued to faintly play from the phone on the desk.
It was such a touching, picturesque moment...surprising considering who the two of them were.
Kurahashi and Kimura had already pulled out their phones to snap some pictures of the duo, only for Isogai to gesture a “no.” They looked at him questioningly, but he just said quietly, “Go get Okajima’s camera instead. They’ll come out nicer.”
They did so without hesitation.
