#ik i always disappear but lifes been so so hectic recently

[hypmicdaydreams]

Glad you’re back! Your writings are always super cute. Not sure if your ten spots have been filled yet, but I would love to see some nice fluff of Rosho and his S/O stargazing and relaxing together out in nature. Rosho seems like the type of person who had an astronomy phase as a kid, lol.

!! he does seem like the type! i ran with that idea bc i found it v cute lol. hope you enjoy anon~ and super sorry for taking so long for getting around to this! regardless, thanks for requesting🧡

-pairing: rosho tsutsujimori x gn!reader

-genre: fluff

-word count: ~1.25k

“hm, do you know that star, rosho?” you point to a seemingly random spot in sky, among a myriad of other stars that all looked the same. truth be told, you couldn’t tell them apart, and you were teasing your boyfriend on that aspect. he knew so much about them, all the sorts of constellations and how to identify them, and you had wanted to trip him up.

“that’s part of the lyra constellation,” he responds, “i-i think.” he adds the last part with a soft mumble, looking off the side and awfully embarrassed.

“wha– how’d you even discern that?!” he seemed to only get a bit more shy at your answer, how bemused and im awe you sounded. it was a skill in and of itself to be able to differentiate them, and rosho was just so cool to be able to do so.

you look back up at the same spot, tilting your head to try and get a new angle. but yep, still the same, just as the hundreds of other stars around. “they all look the same to me..” you mumble with a pout.

“there’s the star up there,” he points up to a spot, but you can’t really quite tell. “that’s one of its stars and—” annd he’s lost you, all of a sudden. it was all the same, except maybe that one particular star was a little brighter than most.

rosho was certainly just too good at this, you conclude, and you can’t help but wonder how he knew so much about it. well, math was a part of astrology, right? (or was that astronomy…). but it was also interesting to hear him go on about it, especially when he knew so much.

perhaps it was the bias of rosho being your boyfriend, but you always did find a cute fascination with him telling you about the countless constellations and stars of the night sky; he sounded a bit excited, though it was subtle, and you could never miss the the slight gleam in his eyes when he talked about it. it was just as fascinating to stare at him just as the subject matter was, to be honest (and he catches you staring and scolds with a blush, asking if you were even listening at all).

he was the one that suggested the stargazing trip in the first place when you brought it up, taking you off to the osaka mountainside that you didn’t even know existed. osaka’s rather bright, after all, clad with all the bright neon lights at night that hid away the sky. but over here in the field, there were only a few scattered dim street lamps, and you could very well see the bright stars and moon above. this was quickly becoming one of your favorite places.

rosho had actually been here many times, or so he’d told. it was a common trip he took back as a kid and even in school or uni when he needed to clear his mind. and although it’d been a rather humid summer night, which wasnt too ideal, with the stray hairs sticking to your face, you’re rather glad that rosho had shared this sight with you. stars are always so calming, you had to admit, especially when far off with the rush of business in the osaka district.

this lone atmosphere was nice. there was nothing better than getting to spend a quiet night with your boyfriend in the osaka nature, especially when he gave commentary. it was relaxing, being able to view the stars, and it put your mind at ease in a way. getting away from the usual life was very much needed every once in a while.

“welll, how about that one?” you point to a random spot again, wondering if this time it’d be another constellation as well. though it had to be said, you admired how pretty they all looked in the dark night, especially as small wisps of clouds rolled by.

“that’s just a random star,” he sighs, and you can’t help but give a cheeky grin in return. they were all random stars, more or less, in your eyes anyway.

“how do you know so much anyway?” you lay down on the soft grass below

“um, y’know—” he’s a bit antsy, you could tell, which only makes you all the more curious. “as a kid, i actually had an astrology phase..”

and that softens your heart instantly.

“aww.”

“h-hey!” and he’s flustered again.

you can so imagine a little rosho studying the stars and space, truthfully, holding his book and spouting random facts. he seemed like the type, and the image of him perhaps doing a project about space was enough to melt you. how cute. maybe he even went to many observatories and had many stargazing treks back then as well; that’d certainly explain how he knew it all (and you’d be sure to ask for pictures next time).

“i used to study a lot, because of my parents and all, y’know,” he goes on, rubbing the nape of his neck. “and i used to love studying the night sky. i dunno, i think i just found it interesting.”

“how come you went into math instead?”

“i mean, i just fell out of it, i guess?”

there’s a hum from you and then silence. there really wasn’t much else to say, not when there was an amazing sight right before you. it was a comfortable quietness, really, the type you didn’t mind.

“then,” you sit up on the grass and play with a few sticky strands, “have you ever wished on a star before?”

rosho looks puzzled more than anything, wondering if you seriously just asked that question. everyone knew that was a child’s myth after all, not true in the slightest.

“do you really believe that, y/n?” he sounds done with you, but you know more than anyone that was far from the case.

“well, no,” you draw shapes in the grass and pout a bit, wanting your boyfriend to play along for once. he was oh so naive — but cute. “but it’s fun. and what if, one some off chance, it does come true?”

“then it’d be a coincidence.”

ah, you give up convincing your boyfriend. rosho was a bit of a hard-head after all, perhaps a bit oblivious as to what you wanted.

“well, you should just try.” he looks at you like you’re crazy, but you know him very well. he’d give in, like always, and wish on one. rosho very much liked to put on a front, you could tell, like a tsundere almost.

and you two pick some random star and wish on it. it wasn’t a shooting star, certainly, but this would make do. it was silly after all, making wishes on stars that were oh so far away.

“what’d you wish for?” rosho asks not long after. he didn’t necessarily wish for anything,or so he’d tell you if you asked. in reality, he did, though rosho would never say. it was a bit embarrassing in his eyes.

“i can’t tell you that! haven’t you heard? tell someone your wish, and it won’t come true.” and you wink at rosho, only laughing when he shakes his head at how childish you sound. it was a secret first and foremost.

but, well, perhaps it’d be a little embarrassing to tell rosho what one of your wishes were — that you wished the two of you would have nights like this for a long time after.