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 He didnât have time to reply to them right away, delving into new routes for better medicines for different illnesses in an attempt to branch his knowledge past the point where it stood now; he took a break for a second to read them, as much as he would have liked to respond the prior night. He didnât recognize them, so the message was obviously not meant for him in the first place, but you know.
 Actually, he was absolutely positive if he had met the stranger behind this picture heâd remember them without a doubt. Even if he was blind drunk during whatever encounter they may have had in the pastâbut, thatâs debatable. It didnât really take long for him to click the difference between last nightâs, and the panicked morning texts. He understood better than anyone when it came to drinking too much and sending out provocative messages, pictures, voice mails⊠although heâd wind up making quite a couple trips to and from the bathroom the following morning with excruciating hangovers and you can guess what else, swearing up and down heâll never drink again.Â
 Anyway, mixups just leave more room for opportunity, right?Â
To: h.w.a.b. From: hakutaku âȘ Subject: RE: oh my god oh my g
[msg.] well..the texts make a lot more sense now! [msg.] anyway itâs fine!! TBH it feels more like a blessing on my end âȘ [msg.] so what do you do all day besides looking good?
 Wouldnât hurt to take a shot at flirting with them anyway. Accident or not, he wasnât really going to just let someone like that go at the drop of a hatâtext in this case.
Embarrassed and already exhausted Toudou snaps his cell phone shut with a sigh, raising himself out of bed with extreme caution. He inhales sharply through his teeth while trying to keep his aching head balanced, stepping so carefully it was as if he were on a minefield.
After careful and somewhat painful maneuvers, the climber finds himself at his bathroom, stark white, everything aligned and in perfect conditionâjust how Toudou kept things. He partakes in the usual routine: stare at himself, brush his teeth, stare at himself, brush his gorgeous hair for 20 minutes, stare at himself, and shower. Honestly, Toudou was coming to believe he was his own hangover remedy, the once straining headache melting away under hot water. Drying soaked skin, he forgetsâpractically deniesâall previous events: no one had to know, and the picture wasnât the most revealing .
All feeling of relaxation is seized in a breath, instead replaced with a stilling panic. His pale blue flip phone rests atop the covers of matching bedsheets, buzzes indicating new messages. In any normal situation, Toudou would jump at any chance to check his cell phone, whether it meant contacting fans or his beloved rival. However, this situation was anything but normal, small device glaring holes into his stomach. It takes several deep inhales to stumble across to the beds surface, eyes squeezed shut until he flips open the phone, forcing himself to read the incoming response:
â?!â
Is heâwas this happening? How bold was this guy? Not that Toudou hasnât gotten his fair share of compliments on the numerous photos he posts to his blog, or to friends(and admirers alike, if they were so lucky)âbut to be so bluntâŠto be truthful, had his heart racing.
The atmosphere changing in itâs entirety, the climber crossing his legs with the sudden shift in situation. Sweeping hair behind his ears, the boy giggles tapping out a response.
TO: ??? ??? ???? SUBJECT: re: oh my god oh my g
(1/4) oh... like what you see hmmm ? lucky for you then huh!! (2/4) i ride, if ur really wondering. a cyclist.. tho i look beautiful then too if im being honest!! ha ha ha :) they called me â sleeping beauty â back in highschool... (3/4) u can call me toudou tho. i might as well tell u my name since u've seen... well (4/4) what about U mr mystery... who are u
 He wasnât in high school anymore? Well! Thatâs good! He wouldnât have to cut off whatever possible sprouted experiences they could have had then and there. On itâs own, it leaves a certain feeling of electric fervor and warmth throughout him.Â
 A pause between answering the new messages as he completed making an herbal brew for a customer (theyâre all important to him, after all). Despite being rather excited to answering the messages, he was still a professional.. and he could handle more than one thing at a time--easy!
 Without missing a beat with the click of the door closing after the woman left his shop, he opened the messages once more--he ready over them quickly before, give him more time to think about what to reply with after he finished up--swift fingers tapping the keyboard screen on his phone meticulously for his next reply.Â
To: toudou ⧠From: hakutaku âȘ Subject: RE: oh my god oh my g
[msg.] ooh, so you must be pretty healthy then! you certainly do a great job at taking care of yourself..or at least it shows. youâre very radiant! [msg.] itâs a pleasure to meet you. âȘÂ
 Wait, wouldnât it be more exciting to keep that mystery? At least a little longer. Thatâs all meetings come down to, right? Good first impressions and hope for something more. At least, thatâs how it was for Hakutaku. Even if someone said otherwise, he was rather sure he was pretty good at it. Frankly, itâs not like heâd really mind that much over being a rebound either. Sooo...
[msg.] say, actually, Iâd much rather introduce myself in person. [msg.] if youâre not opposed to it, how about we meet up? kind of like.. [msg.] a.... [msg.] date! [msg.] oh, unless youâre busy, of course. [msg.] how about this really cute tea shop? their tea is probably the best Iâve ever had, honestly, and their food is heavenly! Iâll pay for the expenses, also. [msg.] the address is: ### e. xxxxxx. xxx. [msg.] see you there! [--file attached--]
