Makoto had known that Haru was a person that was quite sought after. Being multitalented meant that everyone at school wanted him on their teams and clubs, and with his good looks, there was no doubt that he had more than a few admirers. But Makoto didn’t mind that, because he knew Haruka was his friend. If anything, he might be the most likely to have a romantic relationship with him, considering how much time they had spent together and how deeply Haru trusted him.
So when Makoto stumbled upon Rin and Haru kissing in private, he was absolutely crushed.
His heart sank to his stomach, and he felt as though he was having trouble taking deep breaths, as his chest had tightened up considerably. He wanted to leave. He wanted to escape somewhere where no one would see him, and he wanted to cry all his feelings out.
“Hn-!” As he whipped around the corner of the school to get away, he crashed into something hard, and quite solid, and fell to the ground. It was as if the universe wanted him to stop and stew in his emotions for even longer, just to make him that much more miserable.
“Oh. Sorry.” It took him a moment to realize that it was actually Sousuke he had bumped into, and not a brick wall.
“It..it’s fine..” Makoto gratefully took the hand offered to him, and pulled himself back to his feet. Although at that moment he wanted anything but to make eye contact, Mako’s gaze ended up wandering upwards towards Sousuke’s big, blue eyes-and for a moment, he saw right through his usual stone-faced expression, and he realized Sousuke was feeling the exact same way as he was. He was heartbroken.
Sousuke didn’t reply, and Makoto found that his feet refused to move. He couldn’t walk away, which meant he probably had something he wanted to say. “I..um..” He’d never felt so lost for words in his life.
“It’s Nanase, right?” After a few moments Sousuke finally spoke, which startled Mako and made him jump a bit.
“Actually, I-I’m Tachibana..” He sputtered out, only realizing afterwards what Yamazaki had actually meant. The dark-haired boy smiled ever so slightly, especially when Mako’s cheeks turned a light shade of pink from embarrassment.
“Come on, Tachibana. You look like you could use some tea.” Sousuke rested a hand on his shoulder, and led him off towards his dorm residence to relax a little bit, and perhaps talk their feelings out together.
***
“Ah…ha..” It was supposed to be just tea, and a nice conversation at the most. At least, that was what Makoto was expecting when he went over to Sousuke’s room. He certainly did not consider the fact that he might be in Sousuke’s bed, his clothes abandoned on the floor and his face several different shades of red.
Sousuke himself was panting softly, still catching his breath from the exercise the two of them had just endured. He loomed over Mako’s body, which would usually make the brunet feel tiny in comparison-but in the moment, he felt warm and comfortable under Sousuke’s gaze.
“You’re…so cute..” He murmured to himself, and another smile stretched across his face when Makoto pouted in response. “I can wash your clothes for you, if you like…you can wear mine for now.” Sousuke slid off the bed and pulled on something to cover himself with. Makoto didn’t think of it at the moment, but later he would come to realize that perhaps Sousuke had offered that to make Haru just a little bit jealous.
“Thank you…I guess I should go, now..” He sat up and waited for Sou to bring him something to wear, which was a snug-fitting shirt and a pair of worn jeans. As he put them on, he couldn’t help but notice that they smelled just like him…it was kind of nice.
“Come back again, and I promise we’ll just have tea this time.” Sousuke showed off another one of those kind smiles that he had rarely seen, and he looked away as he got up and prepared to leave.
“I, um…I’d like that. I really would…Sousuke.” The shy, but happy look on Makoto’s face made Sou’s heart melt, and he had to stop himself from pulling him back into his bed to cuddle him a bit longer. “I’ll see you…next week?” Sousuke grinned.
Imagine that when Nagisa’s feeling mischevious, he’ll sometimes call Rei his “cutie patootie with a swimmer’s booty” just loud enough for everyone in the vicinity to hear.
Imagine Nagisa acting all cute and coy afterwards when Rei shrieks and tells him that he’s humiliating him, and just gives him kisses until he stops whining.
//souai Imagine Ai picking out nice, formal-looking clothes for his boyfriend in an array of dark colours. Imagine that when he goes to show Sousuke what he bought, he finds him choosing a nice blouse just the right shade of pink, to compliment his fair skin. Of course Ai gets all flustered and insists that he doesn't need any more clothes, but Sousuke just comments on the presents in his hands and smiles. "Go on, try this." He gives Ai the shirt and gently ushers him into a nearby changing room, waiting patiently for him to show off his new gift. "Oh..this is kinda cute.." Ai's eyes are wide as he looks into a mirror, fully able to appreciate Sousuke's sense of style. It drapes around his frame perfectly, with sleeves down to his elbows decorated with a few small bows, including the one adorning his collar. Overall, incredibly cute! "You look adorable." Sousuke kisses his ear, and watches with delight as Ai's cheeks turn to a sweet pink colour. "Come on, I want to find something else that looks even cuter~" "Ah, w-wait! Sousuke-!"
Imagine holding hands with Makoto, and realizing how unusually soft his hands are. You don’t comment on it, but later when you find him delicately smoothing down his nails with a file, he admits that he actually takes great care of his hands, and he's quite proud of them too. Imagine getting Makoto to give you hand massages and paint your nails because he’s just so good at it, and it's so relaxing every once in a while.
//holiday imagine Imagine Gou holding a sprig of mistletoe above your head, and smugly telling you how much of a cutie you are before giving you a gentle kiss.
