SO LETS MAKE A LIST LF EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED TODAY
1. FIRST MY GRANDPA IS IN THE HOSPITAL AND THEYRE KEEPING HIM ALL WEEKEND
2. SECOND AO3 IS DOWN LIKE WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK AT LEAST ITS BACK
3. THIRD I SEE A RACIST JOKE THAT PISSES ME OFF
4. AND FINALLY THE BEST BOB GIBSON BURNED DOWN JUST GREAT
Well the one good thing that did happen @starstune. LOVE YOU SM MADE MY DAY BETTER FR
Sorry I let my demons win
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a short drabble - juuuuust thinking about falling in love with yuuta.. :'))
nsf(w) ment, yuuta pining, honeymoon phase to love love
wc: ~500!
yuuta really was the perfect boyfriend.
not that this should have come as a shock to you - he was doting on you even back when you were just friends. ever the gentleman, yuuta would walk you to and from class every day, making sure you were safe and comfortable every step of the way.
"are you okay? are you cold? do you need to borrow my jacket? o-oh, your hands are f-freezing... here, let me warm them up for you."
you tried to relieve him of this obligation every once and a while, not wanting him to worry for you so much. but every time, he'd simply wave off your concerns by saying how it really was no trouble, your dorm was on his route anyways. (it wasn't. he just wanted an excuse to spend more time with you.)
when you think about it now, you feel so silly for ever doubting if he liked you back then. even before you agreed to go out with him, yuuta was already treating you like a lover.
his one and only.
at first, the love you shared with yuuta was light, airy, refreshing. somewhere between a schoolgirl crush and budding affection. the more you opened up to him, the more you felt... well, giddy! like a swarm of butterflies was erupting in your chest, leaving you weightless. his love was threatening to sweep you off your feet, and you were ready to close your eyes and enjoy the fall.
and fall you did. as weeks turned to months, you and yuuta stayed together, growing closer, more intertwined, by the day. the bond you shared still felt effortless, but somewhere along the way there was a meaningful change. maybe it happened when you met his friends for the first time, when despite all the clamor around you two, he kept his hand rested on your knee the whole night. like you were the single most important thing in the room to him.
maybe it happened during one of the lazy mornings you spent together, grabbing breakfast from the corner café or cuddling on the couch. you could see the way the hazy sunlight grazed his face, as if even it was afraid to mar something so perfect.
or maybe it happened during one of the nights nights you spent with him, intimately. after you were left spent and satisfied, lazily tracing constellations on his bare skin to map out every inch of his body. when he thought you had fallen asleep, he whispered such sweet words full of so much heart and longing that you ached.
you weren't exactly sure when things changed, truthfully. when the love you felt for him morphed from something whimsical and enchanting to something heady, intoxicating, all-consuming. no longer light, but almost painfully weighty now, reminding you of its presence with every breath you took. you knew now that a life without yuuta wasn't one you wanted. sometimes, it was just unbearable to be so in love with another person, no matter how easy it was to fall for them.
a heart's a heavy burden, after all.
but for yuuta, you'd carry it again and again.
© shookuna ! (peep the ghibli mention teehee)
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Same as it ever was, Same as it ever was,
first day of @themochimadeoftaro's paratober list baby!!
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