@stardiam left a message :
someone has to date me eventually, right ? 😏
PROMPTED ⠀ ⠀ / ⠀ ⠀ACCEPTING !!
eyes like black coffee go wide at the words seemingly spoken from nowhere , as preceding them had been gentle silence , settling comfortably over them like a warm blanket . now , however , okuyasu is staring at his best friend in the purest state of shock , the lines on his face creasing deeper as influenced by the dramatic change in his expression . did josuke really just say that ?? josuke , who girls follow & nearly kill each other in their attempts to get his attention . josuke , who is not only flawless on the outside , but on the inside , too ; his charms a unique combination of rough and boyish & sweet and charming . josuke , who could surely have anyone in the world that he desires ??
“ you’re fuckin’ shittin’ me right now , right , man ?? ” the shorter boy asks , a bony pinky finger scratching at one of his nostrils , which is flared in his disbelief . “ i always thought you weren’t datin’ anyone because you’re just not interested , considering , like , any girl in school would wet herself at the mere thought of goin’ out with you . ” he notices that he sounds bitter . why does he sound bitter ?? it’s not that he’s jealous of josuke , for while it’d sure make things easier on him if he was as pretty as his very pretty best friend , he’s never really had much trouble getting a date , when he really wants one . a tanned hand scratches at the back of his head , dismissing his strange thoughts at he gets back to the matter at hand . “ not to mention you’re the best lookin’ guy in school by , like , a fuckin’ longshot . maybe even in the whole town , dude . you literally have nothin’ t’ worry about . ”
okuyasu leans back in his chair , knowing that if josuke’s mom were home & saw him sitting that way , he’d be a dead man . but she’s working late , leaving the two of them alone , bored enough to attempt to ‘ study ’ after playing video games for a few hours & getting tired of them . their books are open , but the pages are glossy with a lack of fingerprints , and unused pencils are strewn about the tabletop , aside from the one okuyasu is currently attempting to balance on the tip of his nose . it falls , inevitably , but he catches it on his upper lip before it can clatter noisily to the floor .
his mind drifts along , thinking about how truly gorgeous josuke is ( as often it does , he’s just convinced himself that it’s normal , because holy fuck is josuke gorgeous ) , when his imagination takes him a bit too far , imagining that he could be the one that ends up dating his friend . the chair , formerly balanced on its back legs , slips as okuyasu loses his balance in his oncoming state of disorientation , causing him to bump his head on the wall behind him before slamming into the floor , the airborne pencil soon rattling against the hardwood , prior to rolling away .
“ fuckin' shit , ” he groans , rubbing his head where he’d smashed it against the wall , and then the floor . “ that’s prob’ly why your mom yells at me not t’ do that . ”
