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evergumi · 1 day ago
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M. FUSHIGURO ⋆ no more running.
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pairing ⋆ guilty!megumi fushiguro x reader
summary ⋆ megumi cant be close to you anymore at all. hes avoiding you, and you dont know why. it hurts. missing your friendship, you are determined to find out why hes doing this.. ending in a unique relationship
warnings ⋆ fluff, fluff, fluff !! one sooort of spicy kiss heh :P also lowkey angsty.. poor gumi thinks hes hurt you but you prove him wrong ! we love y/n <3
wc ⋆ 2.56k words
a/n ⋆ awww the cuties ! i love gumi sm omg my adorable boyfieee, anyways enjoy ! i lowkey dont like this buttt :((
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the warm glow of the setting sun stretched across the training grounds as you and nobara exchanged quick strikes, the air sharp with the rhythm of your sparring. you moved effortlessly, feeling the rush of energy, but something in the corner of your vision caught your attention. megumi stood at the edge of the field, his posture tense, eyes fixed on you. you knew exactly where his gaze was: the scar on your neck, a permanent reminder of that day.
you couldn’t help the tightness in your chest. you’d never asked him about it, never pushed him, but you knew it weighed on him—that day. the day he was trapped inside his own body. the day he killed two people he cared about the most. the day he hurt you.
"hey, fushiguro," you called out, your voice light, teasing, but there was an edge to it that betrayed your curiosity. you paused mid-motion, turning toward him with a grin as nobara glanced at you knowingly, heading toward her water bottle where yuji was standing. "wanna spar?"
for a moment, megumi didn’t respond. his eyes stayed on you, but they were unreadable, heavy. his jaw clenched. when he finally spoke, his words were quiet. "no thanks," he muttered, his gaze flickering to the scar on your neck, then quickly darting away. "i’m… busy."
you bit your lip, sensing the guilt in his tone. it was almost like he was afraid to be near you, and that stung more than you expected. he’d been distant these past few days, but maybe it was just a one-time thing. maybe he really was busy. you smiled, brushing it off.
"busy with what?" you asked softly, the teasing edge in your voice. "you don’t seem to be occupied, fushi."
"with—uh. itadori. me and itadori were heading to the… uh… store," he mumbled, looking anywhere but at you.
you frowned, your eyes shifting to where yuji was chatting with nobara, totally unaware of the tension between you and megumi. he was holding out a towel for her, laughing as she tossed her empty water bottle at his head. you smiled softly at the sight but then turned back to megumi.
"yuji… seems busy with his own things," you murmured, watching him shift under your gaze. his eyes avoided yours, and you couldn’t help but notice the bead of sweat rolling down his temple. maybe it was just sixteen-year-old-boy things, you thought, trying to convince yourself. but it still stung a little.
"oi! itadori! get the hell over here!" megumi called out, his voice rough, as if he couldn’t get away fast enough. yuji scrambled over with a pout, and megumi grabbed him by the collar, pulling him along hurriedly as they left.
you frowned after them, a strange mix of confusion and something else stirring in your chest. why was he avoiding you? why did it feel like he was running away from something that had nothing to do with the store?
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this wouldn’t be the last time. over the next few days, you’d start to notice little things. his avoidance grew clearer. texts would go unanswered for hours, or when they were answered, they felt curt. and every time you tried to ask him to hang out, there was always an excuse.
you decided to reach out again, despite the growing frustration in your chest.
you hey fushiguro! wanna hang out today? maybe watch tangled in my dorm for the millionth time?
you smirked to yourself. tangled was your favorite movie, and you knew megumi wouldn’t be able to resist.
megumi can't, got stuff to do. sorry.
you frowned at your screen, your grip tightening imperceptibly, your smile fading.
you oh, okay. well, tell me if you change your mind!
megumi yeah, sure. maybe.
you stared at the message for a while, the vague response gnawing at you. megumi had always been blunt, but he never seemed to shy away from hanging out before. so why now? what was he busy with?
you walked to the dojo early, hoping to catch megumi before his training session. as you approached, you saw him deep in conversation with yuji and nobara, laughing about something—you couldn’t hear exactly what, but their laughter seemed genuine. when you stepped into the room, the conversation stilled for a moment.
megumi didn’t turn to greet you. he just nodded quickly, his eyes darting back to the floor. yuji, on the other hand, waved at you, totally oblivious to the tension.
"hey, you finally here?" yuji grinned. "we’re just talking about our next mission."
"yeah…" you said softly, but your eyes flickered back to megumi. "hey, fushi, wanna train?"
he hesitated. too long of a hesitation. then, he mumbled something you couldn’t quite catch.
"um, maybe later. i think i have a… thing," he said, trailing off before turning back to yuji.
your heart sank. thing? was he just brushing you off again?
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you hey. you still up for tangled? we don’t have to do that if you're not comfortable, of course! i just want to hang out.
megumi no, sorry.
you oh. okay, ig.
megumi sorry. just been busy. i didn’t mean to make it awkward.
you it’s fine. just… if you don’t want to talk, it’s okay. no need to make excuses.
you stared at the messages for a long time. the words felt like a punch to the gut, but at the same time, they made your chest ache. what did you even do? was he avoiding you because of that day? the day when he hurt you? was he punishing himself for it? or was he just… shutting you out?
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you walked down the hallway toward the dorms after sparring, your body still buzzing from the fight. nobara had gone off to take a shower, and yuji was probably somewhere being loud, as usual. but tonight, something felt different. you couldn’t shake the feeling that megumi had been avoiding you more than usual.
as you passed the common area, you noticed the dim light spilling from the small courtyard outside. curiosity pulled you in that direction. the quiet night was starting to settle, and everyone else was winding down. there, leaning against the stone wall of the courtyard, stood megumi.
he didn’t notice you at first. his shoulders were tense, hands shoved deep in his pockets, and his gaze was lost in the shadows. he looked almost… distant, like he was trying to escape from something. but you knew—you knew—he wasn’t running from the world outside. he was running from you.
you paused for a moment, your thoughts racing. then, despite every instinct telling you to leave it alone, you stepped forward. gravel crunched softly beneath your shoes as you approached.
"fushiguro," you called, your voice cutting through the stillness of the night.
he flinched like your words had startled him. slowly, he turned his head, but not enough to meet your gaze right away. his eyes lingered on the ground, and when they finally lifted, they didn’t seem to focus on you. they flicked up, then down again.
"hey," you said again, trying to keep your voice steady. but there was something shaky in it you couldn’t hide. "are you gonna keep avoiding me?"
there was a long silence. then, he spoke. his voice was low, strained. "i'm not avoiding you."
you raised an eyebrow, crossing your arms. "really? 'cause it sure seems like you are."
megumi shifted uncomfortably against the wall, his gaze drifting away again. "it’s not like that."
you could feel your frustration building. every time you tried to reach him, he shut you out. you stepped closer, standing just a few feet away. your voice grew sharp.
"then what is it? why do you keep pushing me away?"
he hesitated, his jaw tightening, then finally met your eyes. guilt and something darker swirled in his expression. the same guilt he’d been carrying since that day. the day he hurt you.
"come on, fushiguro! this is stupid! why are you doing this? don’t you realize it hurts me?" your voice rose, frustration spilling over.
his gaze flickered to your neck, the scar still fresh, and for a moment, it looked like he might say something. but instead, he stepped back, his shoulders tensing.
"god, just—just shut up!" he hissed.
you stopped talking immediately. the words stuck in your throat.
"don’t you realize? i can’t do this anymore!" he exploded, his eyes wild with frustration. "i can’t just—just watch you knowing what i did!"
and in that moment, you knew. he wasn’t just avoiding you. he was fighting something inside himself.
you took a deep breath, stepping forward, your pulse quickening. "fushiguro… i…"
but before you could say anything else, he was already walking away, his steps quick and purposeful. leaving you standing in the cold silence.
you stood there, the words still hanging between you, unspoken, unanswered.
and then you moved.
one step, then another, quickening your pace until you were right behind him, fingers brushing against his shoulder.
"don’t touch me!" he snapped.
you recoiled, hurt flashing across your face. so, he had yelled not once, not twice—but now three times. at you. you couldn't breathe, the question on your lips strangled by confusion and pain.
"what did i do wrong?" you whispered, almost to yourself.
megumi glanced away, a sharp look of anguish in his eyes. "i can’t. i can’t do it. i can’t come near you, talk to you, touch you, look at you."
you frowned up at him, confused. "can’t do… why?"
"i can’t go a day without thinking about what i did to you!" he hissed, voice breaking. "i see that scar, and i beat myself up over it. i… i can’t look at it. i can’t even spar with you. i can't… even stand my hand being this close to yours."
without thinking, you reached out, gently taking his hand, giving it a soft squeeze. you looked him in the eyes, your gaze tender. "look," you murmured, cupping his calloused hand with your own. "is this hurting me in any way?"
he didn’t answer.
you brought his hand to your face, cupping your cheek with it. "am i hurt?" you whispered, eyes closing for a moment, savoring the warmth of his touch. you felt his thumb twitch as it brushed against your skin. you leaned into it, your breath catching. "am i hurt, fushiguro?"
you stood there, the weight of his hand in yours grounding you, as the silence stretched between you. his thumb brushed against your scar, and you could feel the tension in his body, the way his muscles were taut as if he were about to break. you could see the guilt clouding his eyes—heavy, suffocating. you knew what he was thinking. he was terrified.
"you're not hurting me," you whispered, your voice quiet but steady. you brought his hand to your cheek, pressing it gently against your skin. "see? you're not hurting me, megumi."
he didn’t say anything at first, but his breath hitched at the touch. his eyes flickered between yours, searching for something—maybe an answer, maybe reassurance. his thumb gently caressed your jaw, and you felt your heart race in your chest.
he opened his mouth as if to speak, but nothing came out. instead, his gaze shifted to your neck—the scar that was still so fresh, the scar he couldn't bring himself to look at. you watched his jaw tighten, his gaze drifting downward like it always did when he was avoiding something he couldn’t confront.
you took a small step closer, your fingers brushing over the back of his hand, encouraging him, urging him to let go. "megumi," you whispered again, this time a little more gently, "please… look at me."
his chest rose and fell with every shaky breath, and for a moment, you wondered if he was going to pull away. but he didn’t. he stayed, standing there in the quiet of the night, his body so close to yours that you could feel the heat radiating off of him.
slowly, carefully, his hand moved to your neck. his thumb brushed lightly over your scar, and you could feel him flinch, just a little. but then he stopped, his hand hovering over your skin, like he was afraid to touch it too much. you gently guided his fingers down your neck, showing him that you weren’t afraid.
"megumi," you whispered, your voice softer this time, "i’m not afraid."
his gaze finally met yours, and you saw it—the hesitation, the guilt, the regret all etched in his features. but underneath all of that, you saw something else, something raw and vulnerable that made your heart ache.
"i’m so sorry," he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. "i can't… i can’t stand seeing it. what i did to you…"
you shook your head, a small smile forming on your lips. "megumi, you’re not the only one hurting. but i’m not afraid of you. i never was. i never will be."
he swallowed, his hand trembling in yours. he was close enough now that you could feel the warmth of his breath, could hear the soft hitch of his breath as his eyes flickered down to your lips.
you closed the distance between you, your heart pounding in your chest as you lifted your other hand to his face, cupping it gently. "look at me," you whispered again, your voice barely audible. "please."
he did. and when his eyes met yours, everything else seemed to fade away. there were no more words, no more hesitation. just the soft, steady rhythm of your breaths as your faces inched closer.
he leaned in, your lips brushing against his. it was tentative at first, just the barest of touches, as if he were still afraid that he might hurt you. but when you didn’t pull away, when you leaned into him, the kiss deepened. his hand found the back of your neck, pulling you closer, his other hand sliding to your waist, holding you as if you might disappear.
you let out a soft gasp as you melted into him, the kiss growing more urgent, more desperate, as if you both needed this, needed to feel the connection, to feel the warmth of each other’s presence after so much distance. his lips were soft against yours, and you could taste the mixture of fear and longing that had been building between you for days.
when you finally pulled away, breathless, you rested your forehead against his, your heart still racing in your chest. you could feel his pulse under your fingertips, his breathing shallow as he tried to steady himself.
"megumi," you murmured, your voice barely a whisper. "you’re not the only one who’s been hurting. but i’m here. i’m not going anywhere."
his eyes were wide, almost searching, like he couldn’t believe what had just happened. his thumb gently traced your jaw, his touch tender now, as if he were finally allowing himself to feel what had been building inside of him.
"i’m sorry," he whispered again, his voice cracking with emotion. "i didn’t want to hurt you. i don’t ever want to hurt you again."
you smiled softly, bringing your hand to his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart beneath your palm. "you won’t," you said simply. "i'll say it again. i’m not afraid of you, megumi. i never was."
the tension between you had finally broken. and in its place was something deeper—something real, something raw. you didn’t need words anymore. all you needed was him, and you knew, in that moment, that he needed you too.
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a/n ⋆ nonnie ! ty for this req, this was so fun to write ! i honestly had trouble at the start butttttt omg the fluffy moments near the end made my heart melttt <33 i hope this was what you were looking for !
i heart the way megumi cares soooo much for yn but just wont admit it :( he literally says it but so indirectly yk ?? like he toooootally doesnt care..
thank you for reading, ily ! lmk if you wanna be tagged and remember, reqs are always open loves !
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bromology · 2 days ago
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This reminds me of my boyfriend's furry ass.
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aleniaaa · 3 days ago
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„Happy New Year" Rafe Cameron smut
a/n: hey guys my first every smut fanfic lmk how you like it :** (kisses on y'all's foreheads)
warnings: 18+ only! blow job, fingering, kinda praising(?)
words: 0,5k
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It was 10 minutes to midnight. Last ten minutes of the current year. The party was downstairs and everyone was waiting to welcome the new year. Well, almost everyone. Rafe sat spread out on the couch as I was on my knees gripping his thighs and sucking his dick dry. "Fuck, y/n. I'm so close" He was panting and whimpering. I raised my gaze at his face and saw his mouth open and his eyes closed. I moaned which sent vibrations to his cock. I cupped his balls in my hand and massaged them.
"Jesus you feel so good" I felt his release in my mouth soon after that. I swallowed salty cum and licked his shaft to clean it in a way. As I was getting up I downed my vodka shot and sat on his lap. He smiled at me still on his orgasm high and kissed me, tasting bitter alcohol on my tongue. We heard the fireworks and people screaming. I took his face in my hands and he held me tight by my ass and legs.
"Happy New Year, baby" I said before passionately kissing him. I could feel him grinning and as I was still holding him by his cheeks, I sensed his hand moving to raise my dress. He lightly ran his palm over my soaked panties. He then pressed two fingers to my clit and gently massaged it through my expensive lingerie.
Fireworks were slowly silencing. I broke the kiss and lowered my hand to his neck. I started planting sloppy kisses all over his neck. He moved my panties to the side to have access to my cunt. I moaned into his ear when I felt his index finger go in and out a few times. I already gave him a hickey as his middle finger joined the pleasures sensation.
"Oh my god Rafe" was all I could whimper, overwhelmed with excitement. I hung my head on his shoulder while rocking my hips back and forth.
"That's right baby. Ride my fingers just like that." he said.
"Oh god Rafe I'm almost there don't stop! Ah ahh" I groaned a bit louder and came in the next few seconds. I was trying to catch my breath.
Rafe was staring at me with a wide grin as he simply said "Happy New Year to you too, babydoll."
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perfectfeb9 · 20 hours ago
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PHOTOS YOU TOOK OF YOUR BF SUNGHOON
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Pls don’t repost ! Remember to like reblog, and follow <3
(Reqs are open!)
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burgundymaria · 2 days ago
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beautyallaroundus25 · 2 days ago
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James💋💋💋
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floweraccidental · 2 days ago
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Epic: The musical! Again! Yay!
God games Version
Okay, the song is a banger, we all know that. BUT! I'm sure some of us tried to analyse parts of the song. You know, trying to find Easter eggs and stuff. Well.
My boyfriend (yes, him again, he does most of the thinking) had an interpretation for Ares' part that left me speechless for a few seconds.
We, today, know Ares not just as a God of war, but as the protector of women due to his demeanour towards women (aka, protective and respectful).
In God Games, Ares accuses Odysseus of being a coward for not fighting Scylla, but more importantly, not trying to kill her. And boyfriend said "what if he's mad because, in his opinion, Scylla served her punishment and Odysseus, by killing her, would have freed her of her suffering and torment? Ares saw Odysseus as a mean to free a woman who was punished in an unjust way. And Odysseus didn't do anything. With his anger issues, of course he was mad."
Your thoughts on this??
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iseulcottage · 2 days ago
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͏ ͏ ͏͏𝗆𝗎𝗌𝖾.
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vannesyta · 2 days ago
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Uhh
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ddaenig · 3 days ago
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⠀⠀ꞝ 𖥻wonbin 𔘓
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ⓘ créditos não são obrigatórios, like or reblog if you save.
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evergumi · 1 day ago
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M. FUSHIGURO ⋆ when words fail.
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pairing ⋆ bf!megumi fushiguro x reader
summary ⋆ reader is feeling overwhelmed and bf gumi comes to them to comfort like the amazing bf he is <33
warnings ⋆ fluff, sliiiiight angst if you squint (it wouldnt even be called angst), sad reader, megumi loves them but shows it in his own special way !
wc ⋆ 0.7k words
a/n ⋆ awww the cuties ! i love gumi sm omg my adorable boyfieee, anyways enjoy ! i lowkey dont like this buttt :((
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you couldn’t pinpoint exactly what had drained you—maybe it was the mission gone wrong, the constant tension, or just the weight of everything pressing down on you. all you knew was that your chest felt heavy, and you couldn’t shake the dull ache that settled deep in your bones.
you walked into the dorm, hoping for a few moments of peace, but as soon as you closed the door behind you, the silence felt suffocating. the soft thud of your shoes hitting the floor echoed too loudly, and your gaze lingered on the messy space around you. it had been a long time since you'd felt like this—numb, hollow, as though no matter how many times you exhaled, you couldn’t breathe deeply enough. unlocking the door to your room, your eyes heavy with exhaustion, you shuffled over to your bed. god, this feeling. it was so heavy it hurt. it weighed on your shoulders like the sky itself had decided to settle there. letting out a deep, shaky sigh, you flopped back onto your bed…
bad idea.
now, as you lay there, it felt as though you were lying directly on the weight you were carrying—sharp, heavy, painful… overwhelming. you just wanted to sleep and forget about it all. squeezing your eyes shut, you brought a hand to your face and dragged it down your features, the stress evident in every line. anything to get rid of the gnawing ache.
your phone buzzed.
with a soft groan, you lazily draped your hand over your eyes and blindly reached for your phone. when your fingers brushed against the white case adorned with a small black cat (the one your beloved boyfriend had given you), you brought it up to your face, squinting at the sudden bright light. and then, a soft, gentle smile spread across your lips. it was megumi… you had been waiting for him. unlocking your phone, you tapped on his name.
megumi: how was the mission?
you sighed, running a hand down your face again, and typed a quick response.
y/n: it was terrible, gumi. miss you so much.
before you could set your phone down, it buzzed again, the shrill ping echoing through your dorm room and making your growing headache worse.
megumi: be there in a sec.
your eyes widened.
y/n: wait--
before you could send another message, trying to stop him from coming all the way over, the door to your dorm creaked open.
“y/n?” megumi’s low, familiar voice called from the doorway, tinged with softness only for you. “where are you?”
the soft glow of moonlight filtered through the curtains, highlighting megumi’s features as he stepped inside. his gaze softened when it landed on you, and his lips parted in concern. he was holding a plastic bag by the handles, the straps dangling from his calloused fingers as he stepped closer.
“you’re not alright,” he said, his voice gentle but sure. you liked that about him. most people would’ve asked “are you alright?”—a question that would’ve only frustrated you more. but megumi didn’t need to ask. he could see through the walls you built around yourself.
he sat at the edge of your bed, his soft, spiky hair catching the moonlight, making him look almost ethereal. without looking at you, he pulled a stuffed bunny from the plastic bag and handed it to you.
“you left this at my dorm,” he muttered, avoiding your gaze. you knew he hated the idea of your stuffed animals receiving more of your attention than he did, but he also knew how much they meant to you. that’s why he’d brought it back.
you took the bunny from him, hugging it to your chest, almost like you were holding megumi himself (not that he needed to know that). “thank you, ‘gumi,” you whispered, looking up at him.
he avoided your gaze, a blush creeping up his neck. he knew what you were asking through your gaze, even if you hadn’t said it.
“fine,” he muttered. “but only because you’ve had a long day.” with a small, pained smile, you shuffled over on the bed to make room for him. megumi kicked off his hello kitty socks (something only you knew about) and climbed into your soft, pale pink sheets.
without missing a beat, he slid his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him. you rested your head on his toned chest, feeling the tension in your body slowly melt away.
he could do this for you. he could make everything feel a little lighter. “thank you,” you whispered sleepily, your eyes fluttering shut. “thank you for coming to me.”
megumi hummed in response, pulling you closer. you nestled your head into his favourite spot—the crook of his neck, the place that always felt warm even when it had no business being so. his scent was there, in that one spot; always stronger than other parts of his body, forever comforting.
after a while, he spoke up, his deep voice reverbrating through your relaxed body.
“you’re welcome,” he murmured softly into your hair, his fingers tracing circles on your shoulder when he thought you’d fallen asleep. “sleep, y/n. i’ll be here when you wake up. i always will.” he pressed a soft kiss to your temple, a gesture so small but full of so much meaning.
you just hoped he didn’t feel the smile tugging at your lips as you drifted off, content in his arms.
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a/n ⋆ lowkey giggling omg ?? i hc him to wear the most adorable socks ever and only y/n knows... like he def accidentally forgot to wear 'cool' socks one day when u guys were hanging out after you first started dating ahhh !
thank you for reading, ily ! lmk if you wanna be tagged and remember, reqs are always open loves !
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elegantsoulgiantfish · 2 days ago
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yeah, sorry… your boyfriend was :3ed by niche internet micro celebrity … yeah he's minori hanasato now… sorry
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9-93 · 21 hours ago
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