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@venerace
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crystace.
in hindsight, having his phone out in full view was a terrible idea with yua around— doubly so when yua sends a little kaomoji, to which he’s fully prepared to respond to with one of his own despite the fact that they’re sitting right next to each other. the nickname ‘ yuyu ‘ sits in bold letters at the top of the message, and he pulls his phone to his chest when his friend notices.
“ i— well, you— why were you looking over my shoulder?! “ he stammers out a weak response, pink dusting his cheeks as he locks his phone.
There’s no response, only bubbly laughter — loud and disbelieving and endeared. It’s with a gasping breath that he throws his arms around Touma’s neck, granting him at least the small mercy of not looking at his reddening face. There’s no holding back the glee, though, not when his feet feel light and his heart feels about to burst with affection, very much like the first time that nickname had been spoken years back.
‘ Touma, ’ he stutters out between giggles. ‘ Do you still like calling me Yuyu? Like when we were kids? That’s so cute! You’re so cute! ’
It shouldn’t be surprising for curious eyes to wander at the ping! of a message received when he was its sender, but when he peeks over Touma’s shoulder to look at his phone’s screen, Yua gasps and tugs excitedly at his sleeve.
‘ ...“Yuyu”? Touma, that says Yuyu! ’
@crystace
sierend.
“ oh— uh… what did you bring..? “ his lunch might be more sweets than actual food, after all.
‘ Fufu, I brought... ’ Voice trails off, lie lost in his tongue. Quickly switching tactics, Yua claps his hands and excitedly asks, ‘ Is that chocolate!? I love chocolate! Can I pleaaaase have some? ’
this too
I SHOULD’VE UPLOADED THESE AGES AGO @crystace
‘ Hiromi, Hiromi! Let’s share lunch! ’ Because he didn’t bring his.
@sierend
can you stop bringing that up
maybe if you sew my lips shut!
crystace.
“ i thought i explained it pretty well. “ except he hadn’t, and any further attempts at explaining only seemed to confuse the both of them more than needed. maybe he wasn’t cut out for tutoring, but at least he had made some attempt at helping, “ what, do you think your teacher’s an idiot? besides, i seriously don’t think you guys are talking about ethics pertaining to hero work. “
‘ M-maybe we’re not, but...turning anything in counts...? ’ Realizing how flawed his logic is, Yua leans into Touma’s back and slumps his entire body weight on him with a long whine, arms around his shoulders and chin at the top of his head. ‘ You always get good grades, and you aren’t even awake half of the time! Don’t think I haven’t heard about that! You might get in trouble, and then you’ll be expelled, and then I’ll be sad! ’
i would die for you
You Will
crystace.
“ give that back. “ it’s not a request and pretty quickly becomes irrelevant as touma reaches over to snatch his homework back. a quick glance over it reveals it to be fine— not that he’s particularly worried— before he huffs a little and looks over to yua, “ we’re not even in the same class, what makes you think you can copy my homework and get away with it? y’know if you wanted help, you could just ask. “ / @venerace
‘ Ugh— ’ Busted! A genius strategy should have had genius results, but Touma had always been the smart one; perhaps Yua had made himself a fool to believe he’d ever trick him. Pouting, his shoulders slump and his head hangs low. ‘ But... you’re so bad at explaining! I don’t get what you’re trying to say! ‘Sides, how different could our classes really be? I’m sure if I write over some of this stuff my teacher won’t even tell the difference! ’
:P
how did you do that with your mouth
There’s no such thing as a useless emotion.
Blue Night, April 18th 2015 (source: cosmicsticks)
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♡ pink ♡