#i bet makoto just stares at those texts sometimes

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Deadline | Four

“The gym was a bit empty, not as empty as last night, but thankfully it wasn’t crowded. You scanned the gym for the sight of Jungkook and you spotted him in the ring again with his coach. You weren’t even sure if seeing him was going to make anything better for you, but you walked towards the ring anyway.

‘Oh, Jungkook, your girlfriend.’ His coach said out loud.”

↠fluff, angst, highschoolAU, fakerelationshipAU↞

word count: 5.6k

↠ series: 1 | 2 | 3 | 5 | 6 | ↞

A/N: WHOAAAAA OKAYYYYYYYYY I HAVE GONE MISSING BUT HERE I AM ONCE AGAIN. i know my last update was Deadline so i hope you dont mind another update of it huhu. i hope that you all enjoy this part to the series! don’t skip your meals and pls stay hydrated  ♡

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“No. Way. Makoto is the best girl! Did you not see how she held onto Joker when they were in the house?”

“I beg to differ! Futuba is the best girl and the ultimate waifu!”

Lunch was more lively than usual that day. Instead of just Namjoon, Seokjin, and Jimin sitting with you and Jungkook, Jennie and Taehyung joined as well.

Jennie took part in a playful argument with Seokjin and Taehyung about Persona 5’s romance options. Namjoon, Jimin, and Jungkook just smiled along, trying to keep up with their conversation. You, on the other hand, stared at your math notebook at the practice problems you copied from one of your textbooks. Maybe trying to study at the moment wasn’t such a good idea.

“Okay, yeah, yeah. I bet we can all agree that Ryuji should have been a romance option.” Taehyung added.

“Oh, totally! Joker and Ryuji is one of me and y/n’s favorite bro-tps, besides Yosuke and Yu from Persona 4. Right, y/n? Jennie mentioned. “Y/n?”

“What?” You whipped your head up, dazed about whatever conversation just took place. “I’m sorry, Jennie. I’m just swamped right now. I didn’t realize the math competition was at the end of this month until I looked at my planner in first period.”

It was honestly stupid of you to forget about something as important as the math competition. You had it written in your planner, on your calendar in your room, your whiteboard, and on a post-it note on your desk in some sort of red ink. The past weeks were filled with thoughts about the history project, tutoring, and having to keep up with your fake relationship Jungkook. This morning took you by surprise; Jungkook coming over and having breakfast with you and your mom. Plus, you were still having an internal battle about having to initiate physical contact with him.

“You need some help? I think I should know how to solve it because I have a killer math tutor!” Jimin winked at you and you smiled, pointing finger guns at him.

“Alright, I think I got this.” Jungkook scooted closer towards you and lifted your notebook for him to have a better look. “Mhm, mhm. I knew it.”

“What?” You questioned and everyone stared at Jungkook in anticipation.

“I actually do not get any of this.” Jungkook slid your notebook back in front of you and everyone scoffed, Namjoon even tossed a crumpled napkin at him.

“My God..” You laughed and naturally leaned towards your right to place your head on his shoulder. On impulse, Jungkook chuckled along and draped his arm around you.

Jennie’s facial expression didn’t go unnoticed by you and she gently nudged your leg underneath the table. You didn’t tell her about your determination to initiate PDA first so you were preparing yourself for an uplifting speech about how proud she was of you. Honestly, you were looking forward to it. This was pushing your comfort zone, but deep down, it felt nice.

“I’m going to safely assume you’re going to attend the math team’s meeting today?” Jennie asked.

“Yeah. It’s for the best--sorry Jimin, Seokjin. I can’t tutor today.” You pouted and flashed puppy eyes towards the two boys who enjoyed the look you gave them.

“Y/n, it’s okay.” Seokjin squeaked in laughter. “Jungkook, she’s so cute.”

Jennie leaned towards you to cup your cheek. “Yeah she is and she’s mine first, Jeon.”

Jungkook pressed his cheek against the top of your head and squeezed your shoulder. “Don’t worry, Jennie. Y/n is all yours--oh, so do you want me to wait for you until after your meeting?”

Before you spoke, Jennie poked Jungkook’s hand that sat on your shoulder. “It’s alright, Jeon. I’ll wait for her. I haven’t seen her mom in a while, so I think this is the best opportunity.”

“Oh, of course. Okay.” Jungkook smiled and held you closer to him. “I’ll just walk you to the math lab, so wait for me by your fourth period y/n.”

“Okay.” Your eyes were still trained on your notebook and you scanned your eyes across the table, towards the other side of the cafeteria and accidentally made eye contact with Chaeyoung who was staring you down with daggers in her eyes. In a state of panic, you kept your head down and tried to focus on your math problem.

Making Sehun jealous was one thing, but making eye contact with a jealous Chaeyoung was something else.

↠↞

Third period was the same routine: work on the day’s lesson and if there was any free time, work on the history project.

Fourth period flew by and you could barely focus. You had a lot of homework stacked on your plate, making you instantly overwhelmed. The math competition was at the end of the month, the history project was due next month and you were nowhere near assembling the visual aid.

If anymore stress were to be added into your life, you were so sure you were going to cry on the spot.

“Junior year can suck my ass.” You pinched the bridge of your nose and blew out an angry sigh.

“Are you sure you want to attend the meeting? You could always take the day to do homework. I’m pretty sure your teammates would understand.” Jungkook suggested.

“Yeah, I’m sure. It’s important that I go. I don’t think I can afford to miss anymore meetings.” You spoke sadly. “Wait here.”

You took a minute to take your belongings from Jungkook to place inside the math lab. Hani’s face lit up seeing you in the classroom and mentioned how much she missed you. A weak smile appeared on your face and you asked her to wait a moment before catching up with her. Chanyeol was in the corner of the classroom, making copies of some sort of worksheet—you made the decision to greet him later.

As you make your way back to the door, you spotted Jungkook and Sehun standing face-to-face with Sehun’s arms across his chest and Jungkook’s hands stuffed inside his pockets.

Oh no.

“U-Um.” You choked out.

Sehun turned his head and stepped back at the sight of you. “Hey, y/n.”

“Hi, Sehun.” You took your spot next to Jungkook and he automatically wrapped his arm around your lower back and settled his hand on your waist. “Uh, Jungkook? I’ll text you when I get home to let you know I made it safe.”

“Okay, babe. Be careful not to make your head explode.” Jungkook spun you around to have you in a hugging position where you face was buried in his chest. “See you around, Sehun.”

“Yeah. Whatever.” You couldn’t see his face, but Sehun pretty much spat out his reply.

It was quiet for a few seconds and you tilted your head to the side and caught a glimpse of Sehun walking away.

“What happened?” You asked, looking back up at Jungkook who had an obvious crease between his eyebrows.

“Nothing important.” Jungkook stroked your hair before letting you go, and nudging you to go into the classroom. “I’ll talk to you later, y/n.”

You felt uneasy because something definitely happened and Jungkook wasn’t telling you anything, but he smiled sweetly and poked your forehead.

“Everything is fine, y/n. Go on, you have math problems to tackle.”

Even with an assuring smile, you couldn’t shake the tension between Jungkook and Sehun. But Jungkook was right, you had actual problems to solve and you needed to be as focused as possible.

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“Ohhhhhhhhhh. See, I was trying to use the shortcut formula to figure this out but I guess sometimes you have to take the long way to reach your destination.” Jaehyun, another teammate who arrived later, sighed.

“Yeah, I made that same mistake too, but once you get used to the long version, it’s just as short as the short formula.” You underlined the answer on the whiteboard and took a sip from your water bottle.

To your surprise, you were figuring out math problems with ease. Considering how frazzled you were, you expect yourself to be a complete mess throughout the entire session. 

“Okay, let’s pick up here tomorrow. Saero High has a whole bunch of brainiacs this year, but we have to do our best to keep up our streak with them.” Chanyeol spoke. “Plus, we still have community service with the elementary school next week Wednesday, so clear your schedule that day too.”

Although he was speaking to the entire team, if felt as if Chanyeol was speaking directly to you. Come to think of it, he was being short with you the entire afternoon. You greeted him, asked about his day, but his replies were quick and he didn’t even bat you an eye.

Was he that angry with you?

“Y/n, you’ll be here tomorrow right?” Hani asked.

“Yeah I am. What’s up?” You replied whilst organizing your things.

“My sister came back from her trip and she has a lot of packs of those wasabi almonds you like! I’ll bring you some.” Hani’s warm smile melted away some of the exhaustion you were feeling.

“Thanks, Hani—oh! Mingyu, when you see Eunha in your second period tomorrow, can you tell her that Ms. Song gave her the ‘okay’ for the history project? She wasn’t in class today, but she’ll know what you mean.” You called over to Mingyu who was ready to leave the class.

“You got it!”

The class began to empty out but it still felt stuffy, only because it was just you and Chanyeol left in the room. The tension was apparent and it felt like you were about to suffocate if you didn’t leave anytime soon. You had to get out of there. Especially because Jennie was still waiting for you in her car.

“O-Okay, Chanyeol. I’ll see you tomorrow.” You stuttered.

“Wait.” He replied and you froze up. “I need to discuss something with you.”

Chanyeol was finally looking at you with ice in his eyes and all you wanted to do was run away. You hated confrontation with every fiber in your body. You especially hated arguing with people because even if someone raised their voice at you a little, tears would form in your eyes.

Weak? Yes, very weak.

“Where have you been these past weeks?” He asked coldly.

“S-Sorry, Chan. I’ve been extremely busy these days. Homework from other classes, projects, tutoring friends—It’s been draining.” It was your turn to avoid eye contact with him.

“I understand that we all have other classes we have to focus on, but the competition is at the end of this month! You can always use this time for study hall, just be here.” There was a hint of annoyance in his voice. “And tutoring? Who are you tutoring?”

“Oh, um, Jungkook and some of his friends. They’re having trouble in their trigonometry class, so I offered to help.” You spoke softly.

“Ugh, seriously?” Chanyeol scoffed and squeezed his eyes shut. “You have responsibilities here too. They can always find another tutor.”

What the hell is he even saying? 

“H-Hey, I actually enjoy tutoring them. It’s always a great time.” You spoke a bit louder this time.

“You’re having a great time tutoring them or having fun spending time with your boyfriend?”

Chanyeol’s comment took you by surprise.

“Why do you even go out with guys like Sehun and Jungkook? For your information, this happened last year too. You skipped weeks of meetings to watch Sehun practice out on the football field.” Chanyeol bluntly said.

“Ex-Excuse me?” You furrowed your eyebrows.

“What’s the point of dating someone who’s not on the same academic level as you anyway? They’re just going to slow you down.”

Your blood was boiling at this point. Was Chanyeol seriously judging you? Was he that angry because you’re dating someone who isn’t as “smart” as you were? He had no right—

You clench your fists and angrily grabbed your backpack off the table. “You know what, Chanyeol? You’re in no position to judge me right now. I’ll see you tomorrow.” In a huff, you left Chanyeol in the classroom ignoring his requests for you to stay. 

There were tears stinging your eyes.

Weakness.

What the hell was his problem?! Where did those words even come from anyway? God! 

You didn’t need this right now. You were already stressed and frustrated as is and Chanyeol just made everything worse.

With heavy footsteps, you reached Jennie’s car and you spotted her laughing to tears staring at her phone. You smiled and knocked on her window.

“Oh, God, hey.” Jennie said in between laughter as she rolled her window down and unlocked her car.

“Funny video?”

“Just catching up on some vlogs, oh man, I have to show you some videos when we get to your house.” Jennie waited for you to get settled in the passenger seat and watched as you raked your hands through your hair. “You okay?”

“I’ll tell you at home.” You sighed. “Can we get some things for a coke floats and kettle corn popcorn?”

Jennie started her car right away and pulled out of the school parking lot with determination. “Say no more, y/n!”

↠↞

The trip to the supermarket to your house felt like three seconds as Jennie was anticipating for you to spill the tea. Your mother was in the kitchen when you got home and Jennie was delighted to see her. As they caught up, you began popping two bags of popcorn and poured coke over two tall glasses of vanilla ice cream.

Before you vented to Jennie, you spent thirty-minutes watching the videos Jennie wanted you to see. In the midst of frustration, the vlogs were a ray of light, making you laugh until your stomach hurt.

Jennie pulled up another window on your laptop and showcased the outfit one of the girls in the video wore. “Girl, you would look hot in that!”

You scrunch your nose. The outfit was an off-the-shoulder crop top paired with light denim high-waisted shorts; totally out of your comfort zone.

“It’s cute.” You admitted. “But I think it would look better on you.”

Jennie shuffled on top of your bed and sat up. “Ugh, y/n, come on! You would turn heads of both girls and boys! Let’s go to the mall next week and look for something like this. Plus, I need a whole new outfit for my sister’s dance recital.”

“For the cute high school siblings of your sister’s friends?” You chuckled.

“You know me so well!” Jennie laughed. “So, please?”

Your stomach turned at the thought of dressing up in an outfit like that. “O-Okay, I’ll give it a try.”

Jennie practically jumped on you, suffocating you with a hug. “Yes! Love you! Okay, now it’s your turn. What the hell happened during the meeting?”

Ugh.

You explained how tired and stressed you’ve been and that getting into an argument was the last thing you needed. Then, you dropped the bomb and told her about how Chanyeol was pretty much pissed off about how you weren’t attending the meetings.

“What the hell? You have your own responsibilities dude.” Jennie huffed.

“I know, but I’m doing the last questions for the math competition this year like how he did last year.”

“Oh fuck, so you’re doing the hard questions?” She sighed. “But still! You’re allowed to do your own things.”

You sighed. “I guess...but that’s not all..”

You then explained how Chanyeol also blew up about your choice in boys.

“He said what?!” Jennie tossed your pillow off the floor. “You want me to kick his ass? What the fuck is his problem?! He’s judging you about your choice in guys—fuck out of here!”

You flopped onto your back and grabbed another one of your pillows to scream in. “I don’t know what’s his problem, like what did I do…” your voice began to falter.

“Y/n. Can I be honest?” Jennie pulled the pillow away from your face and waited for you to nod your head. “I think Chanyeol is jealous.”

You sat up at an instant. “Jealous?! No, no, no, no, no.”

“Yes! Jealous! Y/n, you need to open your pretty dark brown eyes and realize that guys find you attractive!” Jennie put her arm around you and leaned on your shoulder.

Chanyeol? Jealous?

You’ve known him for a while and spent a lot of time together through the math team, but he was nothing more than a friend to you. Of course, you were dating Sehun last year, so you didn’t notice any signs of him liking you. But it seemed too weird. There was no way Chanyeol was jealous.

↠↞

Jennie left your house around 8 pm and took a pack of popcorn with her. You sat at the dining table with a fresh glass of coke float in front of you. Traces of the jealousy conversation still lingered in your head and it made you plant your forehead on top of your table.

“Everything alright, honey?”

You peeked over to your mother who was heating up leftovers from the previous night for her dinner.

“Yeah, mom, just...stressed.” You said quietly.

“Want to talk about it?”

There was no shame in talking to your mom about your problems, but you didn’t feel like speaking to her about it at the moment.

“Not right now mom. I’ll be fine though.”

Sigh. You felt uneasy.

“Mom, you can have this.” You pushed the glass away from you. “I’m going to go for a drive. I need to clear my head. I won’t go far, I promise.”

“O-Okay, hon’. Just be careful.”

Where were you going? You just started your car and began driving, feeling the fall breeze against your cheeks. If you kept thinking about everything, you were so sure that your brain was going to start melting inside of your skull.

After driving around for fifteen minutes, you pulled into a parking stall.

“What am I even doing here?” You breathed.

In front of you was the gym Jungkook trained at. It was definitely deja vu because you were just here last night but under different circumstances. For a second you weren’t sure if Jungkook was going to be there, but you spotted his car parked near the entrance. You had the choice to turn back around to lay down at home, but you opened your car door and darted towards the entrance doors of the gym.

The gym was a bit empty, not as empty as last night, but thankfully it wasn’t crowded. You scanned the gym for the sight of Jungkook and you spotted him in the ring again with his coach. You weren’t even sure if seeing him was going to make anything better for you, but you walked towards the ring anyway.

“Oh, Jungkook, your girlfriend.” His coach said out loud.

Jungkook let his stance down and whipped his head around to find you several feet away from the ring. His coach gave him the okay to take a quick break to have a chat with you. He hastily took off his boxing gloves and exited the ring.

“What a nice surprise.” He chuckled. “I’d hug you but I’m all sweaty.”

“No, it’s fine.” You hesitated at first, but followed through with the hug you planned on giving him, ignoring the dampness of his t-shirt.

“Hey,” Jungkook leaned you back a bit and held your face with one hand. “You alright?”

Instantly, you cheeks flared. Wha-wha-what is he doing!

“Sorry,” you panicked and let go. “I’ve just been stressed out since this morning, I guess.”

“Nothing got better?”

“No, worse.” You accidentally blurted out. You had no plans on telling Jungkook about your altercation with Chanyeol especially because he was slightly involved.

Jungkook nodded and stroked your hair. “Have you used a punching bag before?”

“U-Uh, no?”

“Okay, Just wait like ten minutes and I’ll get you set up with a punching bag.” Jungkook gently touched your cheek with his fingers and walked back into the ring.

What the hell is up with today?

↠↞

After patiently waiting for Jungkook to finish up, he assisted you in finding a perfect fit for boxing gloves, he even let you borrow one of his t-shirts from his gym bag so your shirt wouldn’t get sweaty.

At first, you were self conscious; you had no idea what you were doing and plus there were people around. You were going to make a fool out of yourself, but Jungkook encouraged you and promised to beat the shit out of anyone who laughed at you.

“A little too extreme, but okay.”

With each punch you threw, Jungkook praised you and encouraged you to hit harder to let out all of your frustrations. It was difficult, but little by little, you were feeling bits and pieces of relief. Your idea of stress relief was five cups of coffee and netflix, but using the punching bag gave the exact same feeling. 

Jungkook taught you how to throw an uppercut, how to block, and even a quick lesson on kicking. You were grateful that he took the time to teach you some of the ropes almost like how you tutored him. It was different, but it was exhilarating.

“Here you go.” Jungkook handed you his blender bottle filled with water and protein powder.

You sparred with the punching bag for about ten to fifteen minutes before you threw in the towel. Now, you were in the same spot as last night, sitting on a parking block near your car.

As soon as you are done making his protein shake, he offered you a sip but you quickly rejected it remembering how gross it tasted last night.

“You’re drinking chocolate grass.” You squirmed.

“Trust me, you’ll get used to it after a while. Come on, just one sip.” Jungkook loomed over you and gestured his blender bottle near your lips.

“Fine, but if I die—” you threatened him with your finger pressed on his chin.

You stared up at him with disgust before taking a quick sip of that god awful protein shake. On the other hand, Jungkook looked satisfied.

“So, what happened today?” Jungkook took the bottle out of your hands and sat beside you, barely leaving an inch of space between you two.

“Uhhh, well,” you started off nervously. “I uh, I got into an argument with Chanyeol.”

Jungkook tilted his head. “Chanyeol? That guy is so quiet, I can’t imagine him getting into an argument with anybody, let alone you.”

You chuckled. “I know, but he was just angry about me not showing up to the meetings. I can’t blame him though.” It felt as if this was the thousandth time you were explaining this, even if the only person you told was Jennie; having to admit it to yourself is what gave it extra numbers.

“I-I’m sorry, y/n. I think that’s my fault.” Jungkook dropped his head.

“No, it’s not your fault, Jungkook. I chose to help tutor you guys, it’s fine.” You boldly shifted your body to rest your head on his shoulder. It was a cold night, so even the littlest body heat felt nice.

It was quiet for a moment and within that moment, you were debating if you wanted to tell him about part two of the argument. He had the right to know, right? At the same time, he wasn’t actually your boyfriend so it technically didn’t matter. But ugh. Why were you feeling so damn guilty?

“Um, there’s more actually.” You said quietly.

“Hm?”

“I think Chanyeol was judging my taste in guys.” You admitted sadly.

“What?” Jungkook adjusted his body and you lifted your head to make eye contact with him.

“Y-Yeah.. he pretty much said I should be dating smarter guys..” Your voice grew softer and slower towards the end of your sentence. “And I’m sorry, but I pretty much stormed out instead of defending you or myself because I was enraged about what he said.”

Jungkook sighed and bit the inside of his cheek. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders and rubbed it. “Don’t apologize, y/n.”

“But still…” you lowered your body to rest your head near the crook of his neck.

You felt horrible. The least you could’ve done was defend Jungkook, boyfriend or not, Chanyeol’s words were hurtful. God, you felt like crying. Nothing was going right today.

“Ugh, I want to crawl under a hole!” You exclaimed.

“I’ll join you, then.” Jungkook said and held you closer. “I know I’m not as smart as you are, but I think I’m getting better, thanks to your tutoring and being on my ass about my classes.”

You laughed knowing he was trying to make you feel better.

It got quiet again, but the silence was comforting in a way. You noticed that your friendship with Jungkook was beginning to grow. 

In the beginning of high school, you could barely say a word to him. Then junior year rolled around and you saw Jungkook sitting in the corner of the classroom with two of his friends. The first thing Jennie said to you was, “look it’s Jungkook, the guy who put that stupid gum in your hair.”

Nowadays, it was easy to breathe in the same room as Jungkook. Texting and talking to him was always a great time, plus you expanded your group of friends by getting acquainted with his own. It was a wild ride so far, but you were beginning to see the good things flourish from it.

“You know, y/n.” Jungkook started off. “It kind of sounds like Chanyeol is jealous.”

You immediately pulled yourself away from Jungkook. “Oh, please don’t say that because Jennie said the same thing.”

There it was again, the stupid jealousy thing.

“It’s true! I mean think about it, Chanyeol is just as smart as you. He’s pretty much saying ‘hey, you should be dating me instead.’” Jungkook nudged you and chuckled. 

You shake your head and facepalmed. The idea of Chanyeol being jealous seemed too out of the ordinary for you and it was even weirder hearing it come from other people. 

“You sure have a lot of guys after you, huh?” Jungkook said.

“Guys? After me? Wha--?” You snorted which turned into a full-hearted laugh. “There are no guys, Jungkook.”

“Sure, y/n--hey, you’re going to your team meeting tomorrow right?” He asked, quickly changing the subject. You nodded your head waiting for him to continue. “Would it be alright if I came too? I won’t bother you guys, I’ll just wear some earphones, sit in the back and do my own work. It’ll be like I’m in study hall or something.”

Having Jungkook in the same room as Chanyeol seemed like a risky idea. You were afraid Jungkook was going to say something to keep up his boyfriend-act and more arguments was the last thing you needed. But Jungkook was asking so nicely and being who you were, you couldn’t say no.

↠↞

“Just text me if you need me for anything. I’ll be able to hear my phone vibrate against the desk.” You set out your history and math notebook in front of Jungkook.

“Alright. Just let me know when you guys are going to clean up soon.” He stuffed his earbuds in his ears and winked at you. “Have fun, babe—oh, hey, Chanyeol. Don’t worry. I’ll just be back here.”

You looked over to the side where Chanyeol was grabbing a few papers from the printer. He pressed his lips together and gave Jungkook a small nod.

Could this be any more awkward?

Thankfully, Jungkook remained calm and collected. He kept his nose in the books and checked his phone a few times; he even sent you a few memes, so you had to stifle your laughter whenever he did. However, you could tell there was obvious tension and you were so sure the rest of your teammates could feel it too.

You thought about wanting to apologize or running out of the classroom as soon as the meeting was done, but apologizing seemed like the best choice. Even if you already said it, maybe it would be best to say it again in a more formal matter.

“Y/n, did I do this right? Because if a problem like this shows up during the competition, it’s going to be over for me I know it—I can feel it in my bones.” Eunha buried her face in the crook of her arm as she handed you her paper.

“Let’s see…” you muttered.

Hmm…she got the square root…okay, she remembered to keep the parentheses...hm?

You looked up from the paper and made eye contact with Jungkook who seemed to be in a daze. His elbow was on top of the desk with his chin settled in his palm. Studying for an hour was probably deep-frying his brain, so you shot him a sweet smile to encourage him to keep going for a little while longer.

Jungkook reflected the same smile and went back to scribbling away in his notebook.

“Ugh. You guys are so cute.” Hani whispered.

“Th-Thanks.” You muttered realizing your cheeks were starting to feel warm.

After a few more exercise problems, Chanyeol called the meeting to a close and added that tomorrow’s meeting will be canceled so everyone can catch up on school work or extracurricular activities. You waltzed over to Jungkook and instructed him to put your guys’ things in his car for the time being because you wanted to print out a few articles for the project.

“Okay, I’ll come back though so we can walk together.” He gathered the bags, but left your binder so you could keep the papers nice and tidy.

You scrolled through social media as you waited for the last of the ten pages to be printed out. It was a good thing the printer sat near the door so you could just turn on your heel and walk out when it’s done printing.

“Alright, that’s it. That is the fifth photo of iced coffee I’ve seen—maybe Jungkook won’t mind going to a coffee shop before dropping me off home.” You muttered to yourself.

“Y/n?” Chanyeol approached you, keeping a two-foot distance.

“Y-Yeah?”

He tugged at the end of his sweater and stared at his toes before looking at you. “I’m uh, I’m really sorry for my behavior yesterday. I shouldn’t have said those things. I don’t know what’s gotten into me lately. I guess I’m exhausted as well.”

“It’s okay, Chanyeol.” You smiled, satisfied that he apologized first. “I’m really sorry too—for not attending any of the meetings lately. I’ll do better.”

Chanyeol smiled back at you and you noticed a light pink hue across his cheeks. He reached out and rested his hand on top of your head. “You’re doing fine, y/n. I know you’ll do great during the competition.”

“Y/n? Are my earphones on the desk?”

Jungkook’s voice came from a short distance and Chanyeol retracted his hand back to his side.

“U-Uh, oh! They’re actually on the floor.” Chanyeol stammered and pointed at the red wire sprawled on the tiles.

“Oh shit, thanks, Chanyeol.” Jungkook crouched down and curled up his earphones to stuff them inside his pocket. “Ready?”

You collected your binder and held Jungkook’s hand, lacing your fingers in between the spaces of his own. “Yeah. Bye Chanyeol!”

Before leaving, Jungkook reached out to fist bump Chanyeol who seemed to be standing awkwardly on the side.

You seemed to be in a much better mood, probably because everything seemed to be alright with Chanyeol. Although the idea of him being jealous still hasn’t left your mind, you decided to not dwell on the thought that much.

“Can we go to a coffee shop before dropping me off home? It seems like everyone has an iced coffee and I feel so left out.” You pouted thinking about the creamy taste of an iced hazelnut latte. Cold weather or not, you were always going to choose an iced coffee over anything else.

“Sure. Is your mom home? We can get her a cup of coffee too.” Jungkook offered as he opened the passenger door for you.

“That’s so sweet, Jungkook. Okay.” You smiled at him as he closed the door.

Since you were free tomorrow after school, you thought it would be the best time for you and Jungkook to finally work on the details of the visual aid of the history project. It was shocking how much eager you were to work with him these days compared to when the project was assigned. It probably had to do with the fact that you were spending more time with him or maybe your willingness to act more like a girlfriend. Either way, it was a positive change.

“Oh yeah, there’s no meeting tomorrow so did you want to work on the poster board for our project tomorrow after school? We can work on it at my house if you’re not busy.” You asked, watching Jungkook fasten his seatbelt.

“Yeah, sounds great.”

“Perfect! Okay. We really need to work our asses off tomorrow.” You fist pumped into the air and you caught a glimpse of Jungkook smiling down at you. There was a small feeling of uneasiness in his smile that you couldn’t ignore. Maybe he was tired from studying for so long?

Hmm..

However, now was not the time to overthink anymore negative feelings because for the first time in a while, you felt as if there was a little more life pumped into your veins. You planned to exercise peace and positive vibes from here on out.

What could go wrong?

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♡ rae jagi

[liittlemac-a]

The Truth

Continuation of Hiraeth.

[text / birdbrain 🐦] Are you sure you’ll be okay? [text / Mako 👑] yes stop worrying lmao [text / Mako 👑] just nervous. thats all

Mac’s eyes stared at his phone screen, awaiting response. He pushed his glasses further up his nose, refusing to look over at the taxi driver beside him. He hadn’t uttered a word to them since he got in the car, and he’d normally worry about seeming rude, but his mind was elsewhere right now. He was just thankful they hadn’t moved out of state, but the ride from the inner city to the countryside was quite a long one. He couldn’t imagine how much this would have costed, but thankfully his manager organised this whole trip with Doc’s permission, and had already paid for the travel costs…

He just hoped that money wouldn’t go to waste. He shuffled in his chair, still awaiting a response, before he looked out of the window. Just seeing the long stretches of fields lined with tall trees made him feel homesick, already. His lips pressed tightly together, blinking slowly. He thought back to the image of that woman in the locket he once held, so dear. He never knew her name, only her face, in that tiny faded picture. Short, brown hair, and the softest grey-blue eyes… That was the only image he ever had of his mother. Or, who he believed to be his mother, anyway.

Masumi Takeda. Or, that was her name, before she was married to what he was assuming was his father. Trying to find her new name, Masumi Esposito, and a way to contact her was such a long and aggravating process, but eventually he found an email, a phone number, and a picture. It all seemed to be a match- seeing her picture again after all these years felt like getting hit by a ton of bricks, actually! But there was something… Amiss, and he couldn’t put his finger on it.

A hand reached up to feel the gold chain that hung around his neck. The locket he once had had long been lost, and replaced with an iridescent feather that he’d fashioned onto it. A reminder of what he’d fought through. The soft, silky feeling of it brought comfort, if only a little, but he made sure to tuck it away under his sweater. He just couldn’t stop thinking about… Her. Though she had agreed to meet and allow him to stay over, she was very sparing about the details of her family, and was reluctant to even share his father’s name (who he discovered by his own digging to be Clemente). It seemed odd, but, then again, he supposed this was just as awkward for her as this was for him.

He jumped out of his skin when his phone buzzed in his lap, however, snapping out of his thoughts. Mac’s eyes turned down to his phone again, sighing gently.

[text / birdbrain 🐦] Okay! Okay. I’m sorry. [text / birdbrain 🐦] Please just call or text me sometime.

His lips twitched a little into a smile, and he quickly typed back.

[text / Mako 👑] yea yea will do [text / Mako 👑] thanks [text / birdbrain 🐦] It’s fine. Thank you too. I hope everything goes well.

He reclined into his chair, trying his very best to relax for the rest of the journey. The last thing he wanted to be was a bundle of nerves, but it was difficult not to doubt himself. This… was going to be harder than any match he’d ever had before, and the anticipation was killing him. But… What was the worst thing that was going to happen? They’d kick him out and he’d have to go home? Yeah, nothing much would change then, right? He shoved those thoughts to the back of his mind, as the driver pressed down on the breaks, slowing down as the car cruised into a small town.

Mac’s head instantly lifted, alert. This must have been the place… Masumi had said they recently moved into a small town, but he never expected it to be so quaint. Nothing like the city, and it only made his stomach flip all over again. Even if this was just a first meeting, it wasn’t like they were taking him in and starting all over again, he just knew this definitely wasn’t his home. He’d never fit in here, and it was so tempting just to tell him to turn around and go right home to Doc. Where it was safe. Where he knew he’d be okay.

As they drove past people wandering down the pavements, he couldn’t help but feel like he was being watched. He shrunk down again, chest tightening as the car turned into a side-street, lined with houses. His eyes squeezed shut when they pulled over to a stop, fists balling up and teeth gritting. The voice of the taxi driver sounded distant, and his eyes snapped open, blinking as he looked over. “S-Sorry, what?” Mac asked, his question coming out more anxious than he wanted it to be.

“Ya gonna be okay?” The man asked, brows raised in concern. Mac offered an awkward smile in return, nodding. “Ya sure?”

“Y… Y-Yeah. I-I’ll, uh…” He mumbled, shaking his head, pocketing his phone. He scrambled for his wallet, looking through it hastily. Would only be polite to give a tip, especially after the silent treatment he’d given him. He heavy-handedly slammed a 20 down into the middle compartment, along with some change. “I’ll get my things- th-thanks.”

He hurried out of the vehicle before he could get a thanks in return, grabbing for his things in the boot of the car, almost dropping everything on the floor in his nerves. Mac managed to grab his bags, however, hauling them over his shoulder before slamming it shut. He stood there for a moment, taking a moment to breathe, deeply. Now he was here, he could feel his heart beating wildly against his ribcage, and all his previous doubts began bogging down his mind again. He forced his legs to move, adjusting his glasses again, walking up onto the pavement. He gave an idle wave back to the driver before the man drove off…

This was it, now. The moment of truth. Mac swallowed, hard, glancing up at the house. The address matched the one he was given… This… This was it, now. He held his breath was he walked up towards the door, shaky hand giving it a knock, before stepping back. Mac’s eyes remained focused on the floor, holding onto the strap of his bag as if for dear life as he waited for what felt like forever. Sweat began beading on his forehead in the silence, time seemingly frozen still. His head snapped up, however, at the sound of the lock being fumbled with, before the door cracked open.

The woman that answered stared at him, and Mac shuddered under her gaze, throat drying up as he stood, still as a statue. “Makoto?” She blinked, frowning, yet her voice so soft and gentle. Just hearing her speak made his eyes well up, legs beginning to tremble, opening his mouth to speak but nothing came. No words were needed however, as her face dawned into one of realisation, practically jumping out of the house and wrapping her arms around him. “M-Makoto--”

“M… Mom…” God, it felt so strange to say that. It was like the word didn’t belong on his tongue. His arms fit so snugly around her waist, it was surreal, like everything just fell into place… The missing puzzle piece. Tears fell from his eyes like a river, resting his head on top of hers as she pressed her face against his chest. “I-I didn’t think-- think I’d ever s-see you, I- I…” He didn’t know what he wanted to say. He didn’t know if he was happy, or sad, or just overwhelmed.

Masumi nodded in understanding, choking on a sob herself, holding onto him tightly. “I-I know, I know, y-you must- you must have a lot of questions…” She spoke, shakily, moving away. She ran a hand through her hair, pushing her bangs out of her eyes, her gaze shifting up to his face. Her eyes brimmed with tears again, but this time, she smiled. “My, you’ve grown so, so much… You look just like your- y-your father…” She breathed, reaching up to brush away his tears.

He let out an awkward laugh, sniffling, hand coming up to clasp over hers. “I… I-Is he… Is he here?” He asked, and his question was met with a nod. She took hold of his hand, gently guiding him inside. Her hands were so soft and warm, giving his a gentle squeeze as he was pulled into the house. He pushed the door shut behind him, and Masumi let go of his hand, rushing ahead towards the staircase.

“Clemente! C-Clem, come here...!” She called, and after a few moments, thundering footsteps echoed down the stairwell. Mac edged forward, as the man’s head poked around the corner. He only saw his eyes widen before he was yanked into another embrace, lifted off the ground and spun around like a ragdoll. He let out a yelp of surprise as his legs hung loose, before he was firmly planted back down.

“Y-You’re him, right? Makoto?” Mac was taken aback by the question, and didn’t even get a chance to answer yes or no before he was pulled in again. He was so tall, and his grip was crushing, Mac only managed a muffled mumble in response, before Clemente moved away again. His hands rested on his shoulders, holding them firmly. Mac only stared up, a bewildered look on his face. “How long has it been now? You must be what, sixteen? Seventeen? God, you’re a handsome lad, now! I bet you get all the ladies, huh? Jus’ like me when I was your age--”

“Clem, you’re gonna overwhelm him…” Masumi rolled her eyes with a laugh, pulling him away to give Mac some space. He let out a deep breath once some space was put between them, deflating once he was let go.

But Mac smiled, nervously, but it was genuine. A bit of an odd introduction, but he’d had weirder. “Th-Thank you, a-ah, d… dad.” He spoke, quietly. He pulled a bit of a face when he referred to him as his father, guilt rising in his chest as he recalled Doc, but he shook his head. His hands reached up to grip onto his bag strap again. However, Clemente quickly reached for it.

“Lemme take that for ya, son.” He reached out to ruffle his hair, and Mac gave a half-hearted chuckle when he did, allowing him to take his bag. “Let’s get ya settled in, yeah? You’ll be staying in the spare room, alright?”

He nodded. “Y-Yeah, yeah! That’s fine…” His gaze turned back to Masumi, who beckoned him over with a wave of her hand, guiding him towards the living room.

“Make yourself at home, Makoto. I suppose we do have a lot to catch up on…” She spoke, making a motion for him to sit where he pleased. He stepped into the room, and sat down in one of the single chairs, slinking down into it. The place seemed to be quite minimalist, very clean and tidy… Very unlike his own apartment, which was an organised mess at best. The contrast was so strange, but he didn’t have much time to dwell on it. “Would you like something to drink? Tea, coffee, juice, anything?”

He shuffled into his seat, shaking his head. “Uh- I��m- I’m fine…” He answered, and Masumi just nodded, before taking a seat of her own opposite him, near the coffee table. “S-Sorry, I’m jus’... This is k-kinda surreal. I d-didn’t- didn’t think this would ever happen, aha, y’know?”

Masumi smiled warmly. “Me either, but we’re here now… Right?”

Soon enough, they became lost in conversation, a deep back and forth. They discussed almost everything, from Mac’s school life, to his career, to when Masumi and Clemente got married, their honeymoon. Mac was enthralled, and for the first time in forever, he was… Contented. Her presence put him at ease. He supposed that was what a mother was supposed to do. However, soon enough, peaceful silence fell over them… He still hadn’t asked… that, yet.

He thought for a few seconds, thinking about how he was going to word the question. Mac’s eyes looked to the floor in thought… Was it even appropriate to ask? He chewed his lip, before taking a deep breath, blue eyes directing at her once again. This time, expression much more stern, and the look she returned seemed to be expectant. As if she knew what was coming. He held his look, before speaking up.

“Why didja give me away?” He asked, voice low, almost accusing, but above all else, curious. It had been a question he’d been holding in his whole life. The very reason he felt unwanted for so long, and now... Now, was the time he finally got his answer. He needed to know why he suffered for so long. He couldn’t come here and pretend he wasn’t looking for answers, after all.

Masumi took in a deep breath herself, eyes shutting, before exhaling. “...Makoto, it’s…” She began, placing her hands in her lap, looking down at them. Her silence was thoughtful, and Mac leaned forward in his seat. He was itching for an answer, and his teeth clenched as quiet fell for a few moments. Her head picked up again to look him in the eye. “We weren’t ready. We… Could hardly make ends meet, for just the two of us. We weren’t ready to have a family.”

His eye twitched, heart rate picking up again, expression remaining hard. But she continued, expression concerned. “I-It hurt so much, to do that to you. We would have kept you, Makoto, but we couldn’t provide... It wouldn’t have been the life you wanted. We didn’t have a choice--”

“Don’t. You did have a choice.” Mac cut in, voice sharp and quick. Tears pricked the corners of his eyes again, and he could see the hurt in her eyes, her face at his scathing words. Noticing this, his expression softened, but only momentarily. “Y-You did- you did…” His voice cracked, throat tightening. “I- I jus’ want answers, Masumi, th-that’s all.”

She shook her head. “No, no, o-of course.” She waved dismissively, and he shuffled back again. Maybe he should have been more understanding of her as he shrank away, but he had to live with this pain. The pain of feeling rejected by those who created him… It hurt, and left a permanent scar on his mind. He’d been here for less than half an hour, and he knew, already, this would have been the life he wanted. The life he needed. He’d have been a totally different person, but it was the life he longed for, the life he craved in all those years he spent in torment...

He frowned when she began to speak up again. “I know- I know, no answer would be good enough, and M-Makoto, I’m so sorry… But it’s the truth.” She uttered, head hung in shame, bangs falling over her face. His shoulders tensed up, but he gave a stiff nod, wiping away his tears. “And I promise… W-We can rebuild. W-We can, okay? We’ll--”

Both their heads snapped towards the door as it was pushed open, and Mac’s eyes widened. Clemente quickly grabbed for the little girl who stood in the doorway, hushed but hastily giving her a scolding word in the ear. Their eyes only met for a brief moment, but it said more than any words could. “Dad, wait, I wanna meet ‘im! Daaad--” He could hear her complaints as she was pulled away, the door slamming, which caused Mac to jolt a little. The two remained quiet as the sound of footsteps going up the stairs echoed through the quiet house.

Masumi looked over to him, suddenly looking fearful. It took Mac a moment, but his eyes narrowed, expression carefully neutral. He wasn’t sure if he was scared, sad, or furious, or a mix of all of them, right now.

“...Who was that?” He asked, voice cold, though he already had a feeling he knew the answer. Masumi swallowed, clearing her throat, but Mac interjected before she could continue. “W-When were you plannin’ on tellin’ me?”

“Y-Your sister.” She paused. “Makoto… W-We were going to tell you as soon as possible, b-but we didn’t know how you’d take it. Please don’t get upset, I know this is hard for you…” He held his look, and his phone buzzed noisily in his pocket. He took this as his opportunity to take a breather, to think over everything. Mac rose to his feet, chest puffing out as he reached for his mobile.

“Sorry. Gotta take this.”

The phonecall turned out to just be an automated call from a spam company, so he immediately hung up on them. But he took in a deep breath, once outside, cold air filling his lungs. The breeze was chilling, but somehow felt more welcoming than the inside of the house. Mac unlocked his phone a second time, quickly texting away.

[text / Mako 👑] birdy call me when you can [text / Mako 👑] its important

...Suddenly, he felt homesick all over again.

[free-pool-trash]

Cuddling with the Free! boys:

Haru:

- Bath cuddles. (Obviously while wearing swim suits god guys)

- He isn’t the biggest fan of cuddling so consider yourself blessed

- Will 100% be holding your hand the entire time

- Hand holding is his favorite form of physical affection so you can bet he’s going to incorporate that into the cuddles

- Likes if you play with his hair

- Like a lot

- Cuddles with Haru will usually lead to really deep talks

- Imagine it’s 2am, your heads on Haru’s chest, staring up into his eyes, you’ve got one hand in his while the other plays with his hair, his free(!) arm wrapped around your waist tightly to keep you close, all is quiet, until…

- “Do you think we’ll love each other as much when we’re 80?”

- Anything along those lines is common with Haru

- People usually get the wrong idea when you tell them you didn’t get much sleep that night

- The cuddles are surprisingly warm and tight, they happen as often as possible because as much as Haru hates to admit it, he needs you close more than you know

- He’s not apposed to being the little spoon every once in a while

- If his days been hard you’ll get a very needy text from him telling you to meet him at his place, if you’ve had a hard day the same applies 

- Makes you feel special type of cuddler

Makoto:

- BIG SPOON

- He’s a literal heater, by far the warmest person in the world to snuggle into save me

- Wraps his arms around your entire body because the height difference between you is ridiculous, you’re the height equivalent to Nagisa compared to him

- But that means that you fit together like pieces of a puzzle, an amazing warm cuddly puzzle… 

- Imagine your back tucked against his chest, his long arms wrapped securely around you while you both talk softly about what you’ll do with your futures

- Ren and Ran 1000% get involved at least 4 times a week, it’s no question that they absolutely adore you and you them, like sometimes when you go to visit Makoto you just end up playing with those two little rascals 

- Makoto thinks the cutest thing ever is seeing you and his siblings asleep all cuddled up together basically using him as a bed.

- The formation is: Mako’s arm around your shoulder as you lay beside him with your head in the crook of his neck and one of your hands in his hair (you were playing with it before you fell asleep). Ran in the same position as you on the other side of Makoto only she was laying on his chest then finally Ren squeezed between you and Makoto, his head nestled into your stomach and your arm wrapped tightly around his waist while he hugs you like a teddy bear

- You end up in this position every time without fail

- Makoto definitely has taken a billion pictures of this, it’s without a doubt his phones wallpaper

- You have a thing about leaving butterfly kisses on his neck while you cuddle because it makes him giggle and that giggle lemme tell you– damn

- He loves it, he’ll never admit it, but he loves it. Y’know what? Love isn’t even a strong enough word.

- Makes you feel protected type of cuddler

Nagisa:

- Oh mY G0D,,,,,,, This B0Y,,,,,,,, this,,,,,,, boi

- Hugs you as if you were a literal teddy bear, his hold on you is so tight but in the most comfortable way imaginable 

- You two don’t spoon, you hold onto each other in a bear hug but it’s not your typical bear hug, you both refer to these types of hugs as ‘extra special Nagi-(Y/n) snuggles’

- Alright so,,, imagine you’ve both had a really tiring day at school (everyday with this ball of sunshine to be honest) Nagisa invites you over to his house to ‘study’ which is usually true for about 5 minutes before Nagi starts nuzzling his head into your shoulder complaining about how boring studying is.

- And since this boy has made you soft you give in in about 0.2 seconds

- He’s taller than you so when you guys cuddle he wraps his legs around your waist and arms around your neck, like a koala, a blonde, happy, adorable, sunshine filled koala

- ESKIMO KISSES OH MY GOD PLEASE SAVE ME

- As a couple eskimo kisses are like,, your thing. Some couples hug or give kisses on the cheek, you two? You do it all + an eskimo kiss because you’re extra

- His hugs could end wars if we’re being honest here, if you’re having a hard day Nagisa is there and he will give you the warmest cuddliest hug in the universe

- He’s just so pure and soft and joyful keep him safe the world does not deserve him

- His older sisters take pictures of you both cuddling and post them online 

- ‘Baby bro and his girlfriend are the cutest awww!

- Makes you feel like nothing else matters type of cuddler

Rei:

-  Rei is a whole different story alright hold on tight kids

- He is absolutely ridiculous when it comes to cuddling 

- “(Y/n) I can’t I’m studying.” 

- “(y/N) i CaN’T i’M STuDYiNG.”

- This gets on his nerves so you do it until he agrees to give you the snuggles that you deserve for being the most patient girlfriend ever

- One time you got sad because sometimes he stresses himself out with studying and school work that he barely spares you a glance and your mind straight away jumped to ‘Okay he hates me. Great going (Y/n)’… sad bean.

- Rei’s super smart but oh my god he’s so blind, this boy loves you, he loves you so much and that day when he saw the look on your face he was destroyed, he was so worried when he asked what was wrong and you told him he hugged you so tightly

- That was the start of hug tolerant Rei. He discovered he loved your cuddles. He now wants them all the time. You’ve created a monster.

- He’s an old soul and it’s the cutest, when you hang out he wraps one arm around your shoulder and keeps you close then in the other hand he hold up a book and reads to you

- He lives for sleepy (Y/n) trying to stay awake while he reads to you, he loves the face you make to show how interested you are in what he’s reading but at the same time he’s been waiting to snuggle up to you and sleep since he opened the book because lets face it this happens all the time

- You guys cuddle weirdly, he lays on his side, arms around your torso facing you while you wrap your legs under his knees and your arms circle around his neck with your forehead against his chest

- It’s insanely comfortable don’t even question it

- When you guys lie like that he’s constantly kissing the top of your head and it is the bestest thing in the world

- When he falls asleep he nuzzles his nose into your hair but he doesn’t believe you when you tell him because “nuzzling is illogical” but you know he loves it

- Makes you feel complete type of cuddler

Rin:

- Did someone say cuddle monster?

- He is lowkey the softest boy oh my god he makes me weak send help, he loves cuddles, he’ll deny it to the guys but when you’re alone there is 0 shame

- Buries his face in the crook of your neck, he thinks the smell of your hair is so comforting- he’ll notice if you change shampoos

- protective bby boy

- He holds you a certain way that I don’t think words can describe correctly because it makes me way too emotional, 

 (HE’S THE CUTEST OH MY FUCKING GOD, I’M SORRY)

So basically he lays like this and your head is rested on the arm he has behind his head, his other arm is around your shoulders while his hand plays with your hair

- He loves just staring into your eyes, it makes him less stressed about being the captain and helps him forget his responsibilities for a little while

- Gou thinks it’s the cutest thing ever seeing her big brother all mushy with you, oh god he gets the goofiest smile on his face just looking at a sleeping you in his arms it’s too much I’m dead

- You let him cry on your shoulder and give him your undivided attention because god knows he’s got a lot bottled up

- When he’s upset like this you end up just cradling him against your chest while his arms are holding onto you for dear life

-  So before a big race you lie in your usual position (The one I mentioned^^) and if you fall asleep he’ll kiss your forehead and whisper to you

- “I’m gonna win this one for ya, babe”

- And he does

- You can get him to do anything if you promise him cuddles

- a n y t h i n g

- Makes you feel at home type of cuddler

Sousuke:

- He has a playlist specifically for cuddling 

- It’s full of cute duets and slow songs, A+ for this boy because he makes sure to add in your favourite artists

- Alright down to business

- He hugs with his entire heart, it’s not his favorite thing to do but he doesn’t not like it either

- You lie your head on his chest and one of his arms is around your waist and the others under his head

- He shares an earphone with you, awwwwww

- He plays with your hair constantly, it’s actually his favorite part of cuddling, another is the fact that he can sleep without getting called lazy by Rin

“I came into the dorm today and you were asleep.”

“And?”

“It was like 2 in the afternoon, what the hell man?”

“Yeah my girlfriend wanted to cuddle, I was just being the amazing boyfriend I am.”

“Whatever.”

- THIS POOR BABIES SHOULDER HE DOESN’T DESERVE THIS TO BE HAPPENING TO HIM OH MY GOD 

- You always always always give him little shoulder massages, he sits in between your legs while you do this

- He also secretly lives for when you leave little kisses on his injured shoulder 

- “Feels better already”

- He’ll always lean down and peck you on the lips before you fall asleep because it always makes you smile and you end up falling asleep with a little smile on your face

- Rin can lie to himself all he wants but when he comes back to the dorm and sees you two all cuddled up and asleep his hard-ass facade fualters a little bit

- Sousuke will sometimes sing along to whatever song is playing and that is enough to melt your heart

- Makes you feel like you belong type of cuddler

Nitori:

- Littlest of spoons

- Hold him tight please

- We all know this baby boy wants to be the best swimmer he can be but sometimes that means he overworks himself and spends longer in the pool than is good for him

- Hence, as his girlfriend it is your duty to drag him away from the pool, get him warm and fed then haul his ass to bed and show him through warm secure hugs that you care about and love him very very much

- He’s so amazing and it hurts you so much how insecure he can be sometimes like I’m sorry bby I love you so much

-When this happens you get all sad and just kind of wrap yourself around him as if you were a koala on a tree and rest your chin on his shoulder until he accepts the fact that you’re in love with him and most likely always will be

- Once he realizes that you aren’t going anywhere he kisses your cheek and thanks you for being so amazing

- You’re a little bit taller than him so when you cuddle his heads in the crook of your neck while his arms are circled around your waist, one of your arms in under his head usually playing with his hair while the other’s thrown over his waist

- He is the most gentle human being and he has softened your heart by 100000000000%

- He deserves the world and to him that’s you

- You kiss his beauty mark and he gets all blushy and smiley

- He gIGgLeS, it is the actual most cutest thing

- He’ll always take charge of the cuddles if you’re upset. He is hands down one of the best comforters ever.

- It’ll be the same way you both normally cuddle only the roles are reversed and he just strokes your hair so gently it’ll make you instantly calmer

- Makes you feel like you’re important type cuddler

Momo:

- Energetic to the max

- Okay he has a lot of energy but that won’t stop him from being the sweetheart he is, you wanna cuddle? Okay let’s cuddle.

- Cuddling usually starts off with a tickle fight followed by some rolling around trying to find a comfortable position

- Never one designated position 

- You could be spooning, one of your heads on the others lap, sometimes Momo just flops down on his stomach and you just kinda lie down on his back and neither of you will move for like 3 hours

- He’ll talk to you about his beetles, you don’t really care but it makes him happy so you listen intently watching the dorky little smile on his face

- “OH OH AND THEY’RE NOCTURNAL SO THEY ONLY COME OUT AT NIGHT SO THEY’RE REALLY TOUGH TO CATCH, NOT FOR ME THOUGH- GEEZ HOW LUCKY ARE YOU YOUR BOYFRIEND IS THE KING OF STAG BEETLE HUNTING!”  

- You being half asleep by this point

- “Mhm, that’s great babe… really really great, I love you.”

- He just laughs at you but then starts to gush about how cute you are

- After he’s sure you’re asleep he gets really sentimental and he talks to you 

- “Maybe I’m the lucky one, ending up with someone as great as you, huh?” Then he’ll brush the hair from in front of your eyes away behind your ear and kiss you ever so softly on the tip of your nose before he finishes “Yeah, I’m definitely the lucky one.” 

- I’m not dying inside

- He’ll probably drool on you once he falls asleep.

- Makes you feel loved type of cuddler

Wow this took me so long so I’m putting it up, yeah I know nobody asked for this but I want these boys to cuddle me, writing this killed me inside a lot, anyway hope you like it!

[uniformbravo]

god free! is such a dumb goofy series i love it like shit gets real sometimes but when it comes down to it it’s just a bunch of dumb goofy teens living their lives together?? i have compiled a list of my favorite examples from s1

makoto: *enters haru’s house uninvited, walks right into the bathroom while haru’s in the bath, presumably naked* hey haru: ....................................hey LIKe he just.... Accepts that this is happening, theres like a solid like 2 seconds of him just staring at makoto like he’s debating within himself whether to Say It or not before almost tangibly going “fuck it” & just going along w/ it*

haru & makoto & nagisa going “is it really okay to dig up our old trophy if rin isn’t here? idk it just feels wrong w/o him” only to find out that rin not only beat them there but also fucking just went ahead and dug it up by himself hfjdkjgd

haru having some kind of sixth sense for sugar apparently??? when nagisa throws “salt” on them he like tenses up all dramatic & goes “this isnt salt........................ it’s sugar” like ok????? just gonna let that one go i guess

rin having sharp teeth for absolutely no fucking reason

haru & rin not noticing the fucking pool they're about to race in is empty????

haru straight up rejecting their encounter with rin & trying to convince himself they all hallucinated him like huh? what? rin?? haha impossible he’s in australia there’s no way he couldve been at the swim club last night. no theres no such thing as airplanes he’s gone forever. yes im sure

rin going back to the old swim club again bc the first time his melodramatic brooding was interrupted by those old elementary school Goons showing up so he needed a do-over

nagisa skinny dipping in samezuka’s pool??? an apparently prestigious competitive swimming powerhouse that trains up future professional gold medalists, reigning champions of interhigh swim meets near and far in that same water & nagisa just jumps the fuck in dick out no fucks to give whatsoever???? this bitch

haru literally only showing up to both the old swim club and samezuka academy for the pools, it’s literally the equivalent of college students showing up to any given event for free food (and the fact that they had to break in both times, these Rowdy-Ass Teens)

rin showing up just in time to interrupt their illicit pool activities bc he Sensed Them

haru wearing his swimsuit under his clothes literally everywhere despite reportedly not having actually swum since middle school (except for in the ocean during summer, but it’s like the middle of spring rn?? is he just doing this in way advanced preparation? is this the equivalent of people who start posting abt halloween in july)

gou showing up to haru’s house bc apparently she just Knows where he lives (also haru hearing the doorbell & immediately submerging his head in the bath bc he’d rather drown than have to answer the door #relatable)

rei calling haru “haru-chan-san” upon first meeting him bc “haru-chan” is what nagisa has been referring to him as so that’s his sole point of reference but he also has to add his own honorific too bc come on

haru being instantly pissed at this random new fuck for calling him not only -chan, his Least favorite honorific, but now -san on top of it too??? Outrageous (and this is the same guy who reportedly “hates water,” a completely unacceptable sentiment that should under no circumstances be allowed anywhere near their team in the first place- honestly from haru’s pov it’s like “oh so this is the guy who hates water huh, this hot shit” & then the hot shit’s all “you must be haru-chan-san” he probably just immediately sees red ghdjsjf)

nagisa’s whole “we need this guy bc he has a girly name just like us it’s fate” thing even tho rei’s already in the track club doing pole vaulting that he’s obviously been training v hard to be able to do is such a stupid anime bullshit motivation & my favorite part of it is that their plan for recruiting him basically amounts to the whole gang of idiots showing up to all of rei’s practices and staring at him intensely from the corner until he joins them, like,,,, think of this from rei’s perspective he’s just minding his own business trying to perfect pole vaulting & these fuckers have fixated on him for no apparent reason? he can’t even swim???

rei going so far out of his way to avoid admitting to nagisa that he can’t swim that he comes up with this bullshit philosophy about “humans evolved from the water so why would we regress and get back into it??? Checkmate y’all are fucking idiots now leave me alone” (& also the effort & passion he puts into the delivery, the overdramatic gesturing hfhhddjf rei are u sure u don’t actually belong in the drama club)

after all that, rei up and deciding to leave the track team (even tho he literally structured his daily schedule around it, went running in the mornings & everything, read books n shit) to join the swim club bc haru just looked really, really cool while swimming that one time

haru legitimately having a hard time choosing between like 5 of the exact same swim suit

when they’re trying to figure out why rei can’t swim & haru’s like “the water doesn’t like him” & nagisa’s immediately like “poor rei-chan :(” like hfkglfkj he just Accepts

rei being so frustrated with his inability to swim that he blames it on his speedo & is very convinced that buying a new one will somehow solve all of his problems (& everyone else just going along w/ it like ok i guess it’s time to go swimsuit shopping then)

haru, the owner of the previously mentioned 5 identical swimsuits, joining in with everyone else to go shopping for even more swimsuits, and picking out another one that looks just fucking like the other 5 he already has

nagisa being told that he can’t put their ugly-ass bird mascot on the swim team uniform so he puts “secret iwatobi-chan” on the back of the shirt that will be hidden beneath the jacket as if that’s not Blatantly what he was told not to do (also the fact that anyone entrusted the handling of the uniforms to nagisa, the exact kind of person who would do exactly that kind of thing)

(ok this one isnt rly goofy but haru just bit his ice cream & im so intimidated rn??)

rin’s fucking 6th sense for haru again???? “smells like mackerel”????? i truly cannot handle this one (haru & company are looking in at samezuka’s practice through the window & rin’s just like “HUH what the fuck is that who’s there i smell Mackerel” like????? oh my fucking god)

amakata “we don’t have enough money for a training camp” miho renting herself and gou a room at a lodge on the beach?????? power move

this goddamn show having a fun ~spooky~ haunted house adventure right after everyone almost fucking Died

haru’s story about his “first love” being about a fucking waterfall igmgkdjkg

rin jogging on the beach the next morning & stopping by the tents like “who r these fuckin dumbasses camping right on the shoreline” & then he turns around and there’s haru & his band of swimming idiots

rin waiting in the hallway at the interhigh in case haru comes by so he can casually get up & have a Cool And Dramatic confrontation w/ him where he brags how he’s gonna beat him in their upcoming race (which, even better, he purposely entered himself at a lower skill level to be able to do while probably his whole team went “uhhhh are u sure abt this lmao we’re kind of trying to be the best here” & hes just like “yeah yeah its fine it’s gonna be so fucking cool just wait”)

haru apparently also having a Rin Sense where he just Feels that rin is there, watching him about to swim (although now that i think about it that bright red hair is probably a fuckin beacon, i bet literally everyone looked over at him the second he stepped out of that doorway- that and the massive aura of Teen Angst surrounding him at all times)

the whole thing with nagisa & rei’s operation at the summer festival to keep haru from seeing rin? first of all is v cute but they get so into it fjdhgkdj fucking dumb cute kids playing secret detective mission texting each other Classified Intel about the location of their targets while also trying to hide it from haru & makoto (who eventually find out bc nagisa is literally the worst liar ever while also already being the most suspect little shit out of all of them by nature)

rei getting so caught up in the detective shit that he ends up following rin out of the festival entirely & into town where the purpose of his pursuit in the first place is irrelevant bc haru’s not gonna suddenly happen upon rin at the elementary school?? rei is such a nosy bitch i love him

rei being such a nosy bitch that he inadvertently fixes the emotional turmoil that has been building between rin & the others unresolved for years

rin texting gou to get rei’s number bc he needs to have a Serious and Dramatic conversation w/ him but he didnt have the chance to exchange contact info the last time they yelled at each other behind the school

rin sitting alone in samezuka’s bus bc they banned him from swimming for being too obsessed w/ haru & he needs somewhere to Sulk

rin finding some random tree outside the swim meet & being like “this reminds me of that tree from elementary school” bc hes a nostalgic bitch like that

haru being able to find rin bc he saw the same tree earlier and went “wait, rin’s a nostalgic bitch, i know Exactly where the fuck he went” & Sure Enough

iwatobi getting themselves disqualified bc they wanted to swim w/ rin in an official race like??? i know it’s an emotional & satisfying moment but miho chewing them out for it afterward is so fucking funny like objectively this team was doing rly well & then suddenly went “u know what, we do what we want, this red guy is ours now” & the judges went “hmm............... no”

in the v last episode when theyre all just sitting in a classroom w/ rin having him pretend to introduce himself as if he were a transfer student like theres absolutely no reason for this, theyre just goofing off together and reconnecting after having lost each other for so many years & it’s so dumb & heartwarming & the perfect way to close off the season & im crying i really do love this show i love these characters so much what a dumb cute goofy heartfelt show aaaaaa free is a treasure

*from the very 1st point: i know there r cultural differences to take into account where it’s probably not as big a deal for makoto to walk in on haru’s bath time in japan as it would be in like, america & the real issue haru takes w/ this happening is that his one little place of refuge in a world w/o water is being breached by this annoyingly persistent guy who not only interrupts his coping time but is actively trying to get him to leave it for “important” things like “going to school” and “not being late” & the extended pause is really him registering this unpleasant situation & trying to decide if it’s worth it to fight for his solitude, ultimately deciding it’s not worth the energy and begrudgingly accepting makoto’s outstretched hand, though he vocalizes his displeasure by rejecting his -chan bc no one who pulls him away from the water is someone he can call a friend, not even his like. actual friend. only friend. either one

anyway i love free bye