#ִֶָ𖤐˚ ⠀ t. hanagaki.

[bobeni]

10:35AM!  ↷ takemichi hanagaki, m!reader.

✶ synopsis! › in which you confess to one takemichi.

✶ wrdcnt! › 394.

✶ cw’s! › fluff, morning confessions, dorkmichi.

✶ notes! › (feb. 23) i would like to sincerely apologize bc this mf doesn’t even work in a convenience store-

  You rushed up to the store out of the blue, saying that you had “something hella important” to tell him and that you “couldn’t wait ‘til he got off.” He ended up taking his break a little bit earlier (with a little bit of begging to convince his manager) just so he could listen to you, seeing how anxious you looked.

  “So what’s going on, [name]? You’re pacing like crazy, you okay?” You exhaled deeply and turned to him, he blinked at you and you felt like the more you locked eyes with him, you’d eventually sike yourself out. Sharply looking away, squinting at the wall of the backroom, you finally said what you’ve been waiting to let out for this past year; you liked himーway more than a friend.

  Takemichi spluttered and almost fell right out of his seat the moment he realized what you said. “You… like me? Like, like like me? Forreal?!” He stood up and the chair knocked back, gaining your attention once again; to which you saw his beet red face and him staring at you, mouth agape. You confirmed it with a slow nod and a strangled noise came from the back of his throat. “Oh shit,” he covered his face. “Who knew I could pull dudes, too…” although he was mumbling under his breath, you heard it and smacked him upside his head.

  “I’m kidding, I’m kidding!” He shielded himself from your attacks. “But, [name], I actually like you, too.” He sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck, a shy grin pulling his lips. “Maybe when I get off you can come over?…” Takemichi bumps you a little bit, you snorted and looked at the time, seeing his break was over. “Absolutely not. I’ve seen your place, man. I’m not stepping foot there again.” The black-haired man gasped, offended. You snicker more as he trails after you, talking about: “it’s gotten better since the last time!”

  “Just come to mine, you know the way.”

  Once you reached the front doors, you gave him a peck on his cheek and left, just like that. Takemichi stood in front of the doors, hand ghosting over where your lips were. For the rest of his shift, his manager and the customers that came through gave him weird looks since he was all smiles and pink cheeks all because of you.