I just want to say that I love Cursive and it is my favorite fanfic of Shiro and Siegbert, I'm really looking forward for the next chapter!
Hello thank you! I’m not sure why this didn’t show up in my inbox but I really do appreciate such a kind comment! I’m very busy in my last semester with school so I haven’t been writing much but I can share this with you for being so kind - thank you so much again! Here’s a small bit of the Cursive bonus chapter…this is first draft material so probably less than 30% of this will make it into the final draft. It’s not much, I don’t even know if you’ll see this but if you do I hope you know that I still love these two and want to finish their story.
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“What’s it like,” Asugi spoke softly. “What’s it like with a guy?”
It caught him by surprise. Asugi had put the phone away. “Why? Curious?”
He shrugged. “Thought I’d ask.”
Shiro smiled, teeth white and gleaming. “You don’t just ask these things.”
“Really, I can’t imagine the appeal.” He struggled with the words, Shiro notes. He understood. What felt like a flood rushing him, the half mast eyes, a deep brown, gazing back at him with flushed cheeks, and parted lips. Beneath the slender muscles of Siegbert’s chest, he thought of the rapid beating of his heart and how they matched with his own.
“I didn’t really either. But if you want to know what it’s like, I can’t help you there. We haven’t done anything,” he answered finally.
He tilted his head. “You haven’t–,”
“–no.”
“What about–,”
“–nope.”
“Even–,”
“No.”
“But you’re both guys, you should know how to–,”
“Stop.” He laughed.
“Why not though?”
Shiro pressed his palms into his forehead. “Hasn’t been the right time I guess.” Then when Asugi gave him a look. “It’s fine,” he said it reflexively and flinched when he saw thin lips press together in a smirk, bracing himself as he balanced on the blade of Asugi’s silver tongue.
“Scared you won’t like what you find?”
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He frowned now as he did then. He stood and dressed himself. The bathroom mirror showed his reflection when he stood to wash his hands. He looked like a mess, a residual redness on his cheeks, eyes too wide and bright.
“I don’t think that’s the case,” he said to himself.
Chapters: 3/8
Fandom: Fire Emblem: If | Fire Emblem: Fates, Fire Emblem Series
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Shinonome | Shiro/Siegbert
Summary:
Siegbert started work at the local cafe under his boss Jakob to help with his shyness. Shiro, the rugby team captain, needs a tutor.
Modern coffee shop AU.
In his presence, the world felt raw in your hands, ripe as summer fruit, and bursting with sweetness. There was nothing deliberate in his actions, nothing that hinted at a desperation for acceptance. Only an unself-consciousness that other popular people never carried with them making him infinitely more captivating. It would be impossibly cruel to hide him away from the world.
His eyes had caught the light of Siegbert’s hair in the sun; the shade had turned lucid, almost white, while the rest had remained golden. He thought of how much he would have liked to feel it between his fingers.
Siegbert started work at the local cafe under his boss Jakob to help with his shyness. Shiro, the rugby team captain, needs a tutor. Modern coffee shop AU.
“...I'm just not really into politics.” Shiro pressed his cheek onto the wooden table. His bangs fell into his eyes and Siegbert couldn’t help but think that this was what he looked like when waking. He forced his gaze away, pulling a textbook closer to himself.
“Start by reading the question and understand what they’re asking you. Then skim the passage looking for the same keywords to help you answer your question. Instead of remembering everything as singular facts, think of them like an interconnected story to make it more interesting. Those keywords should help jog your memory when reading them so it would be wise for you to be aware of them. It’ll be a good way to save time...in case you fall asleep during your test tomorrow… er..today.” He said with a smile.
“Funny. But tempting.” Shiro’s lips quirked up at the corner. “What time is it anyways?”
“A little past 2 in the morning. Don’t you dare give up now, you’re not even close to ready.”
“I’m not, I’m not. There are just a million other things I’d rather be doing right now. Notably sleeping. Eating is another. But thanks for staying with me, Siegbert. Isn’t it late for you getting home now? I could walk you home if you’d like.”
Siegbert raised an eyebrow. “Do I look like I need you to escort me?”
“Nah, that’s not what I meant.” Another smirk and Siegbert’s heart skipped.
