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@kachigaru said:
"Do you think I'll ever be cool like Geto-senpai?" 8DDD
"Nah. But why are you trying to be like him anyway?"
"Pft. Suguru's a lo-o-ser."
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@kachigaru said (inbox):
THOSE PANTS LOOK GOOD ON YOU, KENTO! :D (canon divergent verse uvu)
THOSE WORDS NORMALLY WOULD be met with a casual, unreadable glance, and though he did look at Haibara the same way he would anyone who brought up how ‘great he looked in some new pants’, the fact that it was them who brought such forward made the tips of his ears turn a faint reddish hue. ❝Mm…they’re not too different from my other ones. It’s just that these are a little larger so I can move around better.❞ Less tight in certain places was what he really meant. If Nanami had wanted to, he would have just gone to a personal tailor and had them make the perfect pair of pants for him, but alas, there was little to no point when they could get stained with blood and all manner of gross things that came with the job of being a sorcerer. Still, he was glad that Haibara had noticed the change, no matter how slight…even if that did bring to question HOW they noticed at all…
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@kachigaru said (inbox):
"I was told by someone that you're actually bald." He asked someone else that same thing earlier, but he just found out that person was old and bald. "You could really reflect the sun!"
❝...❞ THIS AGAIN?! HE WAS NOT BALD! Where had they even heard this nonsense? Clearly he had a head of hair! This wasn't a wig! ❝Do you believe everything anyone tells you?❞ Because if so, how gullible. They would never make it through life never questioning anything anyone ever told them. ❝Tch! What you see is REAL. I will even let you have the rare opportunity to touch my hair. You can praise me afterwards and thank me for this gift I will bestow.❞
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@kachigaru replied ; haibara vc: so u like short people?
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#kachigaru#gil vc: sometimes people ask me what it is that I love about humanity#the answer is nothing
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Do-do-do-do! CAN'T WAIT TO GET A MOUTHFUL!
YEAH!!!
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@kachigaru asked (inbox): He stares for a long while, seemingly wanting to say something, anything but he can't quite figure out what. At least, not until — "Are you bald? I mean, if you are, that's pretty cool! Be careful in the summer though. You could get sunburn up there."
“HHAAAAAAAAA?! BALD!!!?” Veins are popping underneath his eyes, on the side of his face, neck, and arms and he’s two seconds away from shucking his swords at the stranger in front of him. “ARE YOU RAISED BY BOARS? HAVE YOU NO RESPECT FOR YOUR ELDERS?!”
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@kachigaru : OF COURSE YOU ARE, GOJO-SENPAI! : D
This is why you’re my favourite kouhai, Yu-kun! Now treat your senpai to lunch!
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@kachigaru
“Heeeeeeeeey Haibaraaaaaaaaa~” Closer and closer would Gojo scoot towards him, a devilishly playful smile upon his face to reflect the likely childish plan floating around inside his head. “Doooooo you think you could tell me where Nanami keeps those new glasses of his? You two seem real close and I figured mayyyybe you’d have noticed where he puts them.”
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@kachigaru said:
"Please don't beat me up. I'm already dead." :(
“then disappear from my sight! otherwise i’ll break your ghostly bones.”
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kachigaru.
‘I made up my mind, so it’s going to happen.’
Did that mean Nanami was going to kiss him? For real and for true kiss him? With all the talk about it, he hadn’t thought they would get this far or that his friend had been serious. It wasn’t something to joke over, and Nanami being who he was, telling a joke about a kiss would have been out of character; Haibara might have wondered if a certain senpai had started to rub off on him. Smile softening, his attention lingered on the way Nanami worried at his lip, scrunched his face as he might have sucked on a lemon. It reminded him of a grumpy cat, but the difference was subtle, couldn’t be read as him being annoyed but rather — “Are you nervous?” Easing his grasp out of Nanami’s, he outstretched his arms and wrapped them around Nanami’s neck, gently tugging him down to his level on the floor. “Me too,” he muttered, looking away shyly with a pout. “Nervous that I didn’t eat enough pocky. What if I don’t taste good enough?!”
Of course, Haibara wasn’t so daft that it was a real worry of his, but it was better than telling Nanami that his heart felt like it was going to explode out of his chest. Or that he wondered if his lips were too dry or that Nanami would throw up or something after he kissed him. What a traumatic first kiss that would be! Not that he thought Nanami would lose his lunch on him, but that what if he was gross? People could still be special to someone but also gross, right? It was a long list of irrational thoughts when he knew the truth. Adjusting his arms a bit, he blinked up at Nanami with a timid expression. “You mean holding hands with someone? Or holding hands with me?” He hoped, he wished that it was the second one. “There’s still time for both of that. You can hold my hand whenever you want.”
❝N-NO,❞ HE WAS QUICK to answer, although the speed at which he did so said a great deal. Cheeks took on color once more, his soft expression replaced once more with that awkward scowl. He wasn't nervous! He was just...he just needed a moment to get ready. These things weren't spontaneous (probably). There had to be a build up to it. That's what gave kisses and all that meaning, right? In a story, that's what he would have preferred to read: that moment when everything came to that point in time. It brought about a greater connection between the characters involved, which in turn, would reel in the reader too. However, this wasn't a book, so... ❝I was just...❞ He trailed off the moment the other's arms wrapped around him, gentle in their hold as he was tugged down carefully so he was much more level with Haibara.
'Me too.'
There was something altogether comforting about hearing that he was not the only one who felt this way. It was a given, yet hearing it voiced was different than assumption. He huffed, a soft chuckle that helped ease him a little more at Haibara's ridiculous statement. He knew what they were trying to do. A hand pressed against the floor, using that as a means of keeping his balance while his free hand gently slipped through Haibara's hair. ❝I'm sure that chocolate and banana is going to be pretty prevalent. There's nothing to worry about.❞ Honestly, he had nothing to worry about too when he thought about it. Leaning in a bit more, he paused. ❝Just you. I mean, who else would I be talking about? Gojo-san? Bet his hand is clammy,❞ was his quiet reply, the hand that had been in dark hair moved to gently cupping their cheek.
❝Yu...❞ He trailed off, groaning and glancing to the side as Nanami cut off whatever else he was about to say. He was overthinking this. No more talking. No more biding time. He just -- he just had to go for it. Turning his gaze back to the Haibara’s, he leaned closer, lips pressing against the center of their forehead; chaste, and soft. A small sigh, the warmth of his breath brushing against skin before he moved on, his lips hovering over other’s, close, hesitant, as if he wanted to be one hundred percent sure that there were no ‘take-backs’ or anything of that nature. When it seemed that wasn’t going to be the case, he closed his eyes and pressed his lips against theirs.
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@kachigaru replied:
still eating half of it. '...oh.'
“Haibara-kun.” Inching closer.
“Is there something you want to tell me?”
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@kachigaru said (inbox):
"You wouldn't ever forget me, would you?" The mission may as well be a vacation for them when their upperclassmen were somewhere else, having him and Nanami kept in one place until they were given the signal to return back. Though with little to do and staying on alert for the call, it makes thought run rampant.
Haibara rolls onto his side, inches closer to Nanami and curls into the space next him before tucking an arm under his head. "If something happened to me, not saying that it will..." But it can. "...but you would remember me, right? You would tell my parents and my sister how cool I was?" His gaze averts away and closes, pausing as he speaks again. "I wouldn't want them to forget me either."
NANAMI WAS USED TO Haibara asking him questions at night, but the one he was asked…it was not at all expected. He was so taken aback that it took a moment for the other’s words to fully sink in. Turning his head, the surprise he felt must have been reflected on his face, although the dim lighting in that room from trickles of moonlight that leaked through curtains made him harder to see. ❝Where’s this coming from?❞ he asked, faint concern in his tone despite Nanami’s best efforts to hide it. ❝Kinda difficult to forget someone like you.❞ Because Haibara was one of a kind just like Nanami was the same. There would never be another them. Not only that, they were his closest friend and one who knew him the most. Before he had been scouted to attend the Jujutsu school in Tokyo, he had mainly kept to himself. There were people who knew him, people who spoke to him and even called him a friend, but Nanami was a loner and preferred to keep to himself. Even his classmates had known little about him with none being aware that he could see things they never could…
Then came Haibara.
Rolling on his side to face the other fully, his brows furrowed. ❝Don’t talk like that. Nothing’s going to happen to you.❞ He wouldn’t allow such. Sure he wasn’t as strong as Geto or Gojo, but he was skilled enough that he was sure that if a curse appeared before them, he and Haibara could handle it. Reaching out, his hand rested upon the other’s cheek, hesitantly at first, yet such was but for a moment before he allowed tense muscles to relax. ❝I’d never forget you, Yu. Your mom, dad, your sister – they wouldn’t forget you either. No one would because you mean a lot to a lot of people.❞ You mean a lot to me, he nearly said. ❝So, go to sleep and rest. We’re going to be pretty busy tomorrow.❞ They had their own things to do, after all. While their senpai were off protecting that vessel, he and Haibara would be elsewhere gathering intel for a different mission.
#kachigaru#;v: high school days#answered#;;inbox#[UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH#HOW DARE YOU LEAVE THIS IN MY INBOX#I SAW THIS DAYS AGO BUT I WAS TOO DEAD TO ANSWER#AND NOW THAT I HAVE I'M REMINDED OF HOW DEEPLY#HAIBARA AFFECTED NANAMI AND LEFT SUCH AN IMPACT#forgetting him???? impossible#he thinks about haibara on a constant basis]
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@kachigaru said (inbox):
Tip toes really quiet and stretches out his hands toward the Pharaoh's sphinx cubs. He only wants to pet them! That's all! But even he feels intimidated by the Rider and hesitates, blinking up at the other. "I'm gonna pet them, okay? I promise not to take them somewhere else, but if they follow me, I can't help it."
THEY WERE CURIOUS OF those reaching fingers, the one closest to Haibara 'watching' him with a slight tilt of their head. They made no move to come closer, but they certainly didn't seem bothered. Ozymandias took a sip of his tea, lazily lounging against his seat with book in hand before turning his head just slightly to glance in Haibara's direction. ❝Do as you wish. It is ultimately their decision if they allow you to touch them.❞ Which they would. The sphinx cubs were not PICKY about who gave them attention. Now if they liked Haibara enough, they would probably cling to him for more affection later down the line, but that wasn't too important--
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DO YOU LIKE FRENCH TOAST
YEAH I LIKE FRENCH TOAST !!!!
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@kachigaru (inbox) asked : pls don't blow up the planet. i like it here :(
“No one is blowing up the planet!” Flicks Yu’s forehead. Take that!
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@kachigaru said:
feeds french fries to his belly button mouth.
did this fool just approach him? and more so than that.... did he just feed the mouth on his stomach? that giant mouth?
he’s almost astounded by how brave, if not stupid, the other is.
“....i didn’t give you permission to do that.”
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