#n the ten dollar thing happened like shortly before that. there were two other cashiers tonight tho so ig they realized their fuckup

[greatgoddyke]

[shortprince-cos]

The Woes Of An Emo

Summary: He can have one brain cell. As a treat. Also, y'all knew I couldn't resist angst for this long.

Warnings: A little bit of anxiety, off-screen kissing, not much money(?). Tell me if I need to add anything else!

{Masterlist} {Previous}

Chapter 6: Let's All Run From Our Problems, Shall We?

"Patton!" Roman called. "Why don't we go get ice cream for everyone while Virgil checks out?"

Patton debated it in his head for a second before responding. "Ok! What does everyone want?"

"I'll take a dark chocolate." Virgil requested while handing a five dollar bill to Patton to pay for his order.

"A vanilla, please." Logan handed Roman a ten.

"Alright! Let's begin our journey, Patton!" Roman linked arms with Patton and ventured out of the Hot Topic store.

Virgil immediately looked to Logan. "So what's that about?"

Logan flushed. "Wh- ahem- what do you mean?" He cleared his throat nervously.

"That was pretty out of the blue and strange, and you are definitely acting sus."

" 'Sus' is not a word-"

"What's your plan? To ditch me? Cause if that's your plan you can just tell me to leave-"

Logan put a hand on Virgil's shoulder, and for a moment Virgil thought he was about to die.

"Virgil, you invited us. If we didn't want to hang out with you, we wouldn't have come, ok?"

Virgil let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. "Ok." He sighed. "Then what is the plan?"

Logan turned red again. "Oh- um- well- I just wanted to um- surprise Patton with the plush he wanted, so- uh- Roman took him away to distract him." Logan explained nervously.

Virgil smirked. "Oh? Do you...like Patton?"

Logan turned towards the shelf where the Pusheen plush was. "Lets just get the plush and check out." Virgil chuckled as he followed.

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"Here's your change." The cashier said as he handed Roman some pennies.

"Thank you, sir!" Roman graciously took the three pennies and joined Patton at the bench he was sitting at next to the ice cream stand.

"Your ice cream, my good sir." Roman dramatically handed Patton a superman ice cream cone with sprinkles on it.

"But- I didn't order any!" Patton protested.

"C'mon Patton, I saw the way you looked while ordering everyone else's!"

"Well- I-I can't pay you back-"

"I'm not asking you to." Roman continued to hand the ice cream to Patton, which Patton took reluctantly.

"Thanks." He said with a small smile.

"No problem, Padre. I mean, I can't count how many times you helped me with practicing my lines, or baking snacks for the musical cast, or even just coming to all our musicals, despite not having any friends in them! This is really the least I could do!"

Patton nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "Ah gee, it wasn't that big of a deal! ...But thank you."

Roman took a sip of his milkshake. "Speaking of," he said with his mouth full. "why did you come to all the musicals? It's not like you knew anyone that well in the cast. We basically only talked when I needed something, and I'm pretty sure the rest of the cast did the same."

Patton's face went a little pinker. "Oh- well, uh- I just...like supporting you guys!"

Roman smirked. "Patton Hart, do I sense a lie?"

Patton panicked. "What?! No, of course not! Why would I lie about that?!"

Roman only smirked more and leaned closer. "Because someone there is really important to you?"

Patton's entire face went red. "I- well, I don't know if that's the only reason-"

"Aha!" Roman laughed. "He admits it! Who was it? No, who is it?"

"N-No one!"

"C'mon Patton, this is a safe space! I won't tell! But if you want I could totally help you!" He offered excitedly.

Patton thought about it for a second before sighing. "Islogan." He mumbled.

"Sorry, Pat, I didn't quite catch that." He said in a teasing tone.

"ITS LOGAN! I LIKE LOGAN!" Patton exclaimed.

"You do?" Suddenly Logan was a couple of feet from the bench they were sitting at, definitely hearing what Patton had said.

"Uh-" Patton practically shoved his ice cream into Roman's hands, quickly sat up and r a n.

"Oh sh-" Logan took off after him, leaving Roman and Virgil with extra ice cream and concerned faces.

"Um, I think we should let them sort that out." Roman said.

"Are you sure? What if Logan doesn't find Patton?"

"Logan took track in middle school and he still sticks to diets and work-outs. I think he'll be fine." Roman explained. "Besides, he'd probably run ten miles just for Patton to smile, so."

"Right, right." Virgil nervously sat down next to Roman, hoping that this wouldn't be awkward.

"So, what'd you get, Hot Topic?" Roman askee, pointing to Virgil's big bag.

"Aww, you think I'm hot." Virgil teased before he could stop himself. He said that with Princey one time, and it's become an inside joke for them.

Roman chuckled. "Indeed I do. Is that a problem?"

Virgil flushed a bit. "Only if you make it one." He flirted back. Wait, flirted?

"Oh?" Roman leaned in a little closer, and by little, Virgil means that wow his lips looked super soft. "Would you like me to make it a problem?" He asked, dropping his voice lower unfairly.

Virgil's face went redder. "I-" Virgil's phone started ringing. Thank god, Virgil didn't know if he liked where that was going or not, and he didn't want to find out either.

"S-Sorry I have to take this." Virgil quickly stood and walked a few steps away before answering. "H-Hello?"

"Hey, Virge! Just wondering if you're doing ok, I haven't heard from you for awhile." Emile said.

Virgil sighed in relief apon hearing his father. "Hey, Dad. Yeah, I'm doing good. Just eating ice cream right now."

"Oh good! How are your friends?" Ah. He was worried about him. "Everything going fine?"

"Uh-" Virgil glanced towards the direction Patton and Logan ran in, still not seeing them. "Yeah. Everyone's fine. We're having fun."

Emile sighed a little on the other side of the phone. "Good. Did you spend all your money yet?"

Virgil chuckled. "Ha ha. Very funny. But no, I still have some."

Emile chuckled as well. "That's really good. I'm happy for you, Virge."

"C'mon Dad, don't get all emotional on me now."

Emile laughed a little. "Alright, alright. I'll leave you be then. Call if you need anything!"

"I will. Love you."

"Love you too, Virgil." And with that, they hung up, and Virgil was left alone with Roman again.

Virgil sat next to Roman again, when this time Roman's phone dinged.

Roman gasped as he looked at the message. "It's Logan."

"What?" Virgil leaned over Roman to look at Logan's text. "What does it say?"

" 'Don't worry too much, we'll be back shortly. -Logan.' " Roman read off his screen.

"Does that mean everythings good?" Virgil asked cautiously.

"Sounds like it. Though, Logan isn't that great at communicating emotions over text." He chuckled.

"What do you think happened with them?"

"Hopefully they made out."

Virgil laughed hard, making Roman smile sadly.

"I hope they did too." Virgil said, still laughing. "I swore Patton was gonna swoon when I saw them talking for the first time. Or at least die of blush."

"Oh I know. They're so oblivious, its almost not funny anymore!" Roman smiled. "Almost."

From there, Roman and Virgil laughed over their friends' pining, eventually talking about all kinds of random things while the waited for Patton and Logan to return, all ice cream long gone.

"When Trevor missed his cue? God, I thought the show was over." Virgil reminisced.

Roman laughed that loud, boisterous, adorable laugh of his. "I still can't believe he did that! I mean, how do you forget when you do a quick change right before it?"

Virgil laughed along with Roman when two familiar faces showed up.

"So you ate all our ice cream?" Logan asked, calling attention to himself smiling softly and holding Patton's hand.

Roman and Virgil immediately brightened. "Logan! Patton! You two finally got together!" Roman exclaimed.

Both of them blushed and Patton even hid behind the Pusheen plush in embarrassment.

"Soooo~?" Roman teased. "Tell us everything."

"I-" Patton giggled. "I think we should maybe keep that to ourselves." He said as he blushed again.

"Oh my god, you two actually did make out." Virgil accused. Logan and Patton only went paler.

"OH MY GOD!" Virgil freaked. "YOU ABSOLUTELY DID!"

They all laughed over it after awhile, leaving Roman staring at his phone.

Now he really didn't have a chance.

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[haiky-u-lously]

December 2nd: Hot Chocolate

For the fantabulous @vball-baes-bball-babes ! I am so happy to present you with your very own Christmas gift! When I first got into reading fanfics for my Haikyuu boys you were one of the first blogs I started following, and man did you send me down the dark whole of obsession. Because now I can’t stop writing about my vballers. But, because of your wonderfulness and the joy reading your works brings me, I hope I can bring even a fraction of that to you.

Character: Kasamatsu Yukio

This is my first time writing for anyone from KNB so I hope it isn’t too bad.

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“It’s cold!”

You rolled your eyes at the blond walking next to you. “It’s not that bad, Kise.”

Laughing as he gaped at your dismissal, you continued on your path. Determined to follow the man that had caught your eye.

“I’m practically a snowman. Can’t we be done?” He whined, tugging on your arm in the opposite direction.

You turned to him, frowning. “You said you could get him to talk to me. That hasn’t happened. So no. We can’t be done until I at least introduce myself.” Throwing your hands into the air you expressed your exasperation with the copy-cat. “How can I ever expect him to fall for me if we’ve never even met? That’s stupid thinking.”

He shook his head. Laughing as he did so, “You can try all you want but it’s not gunna work.”

Pouting at your tall friend, you silently asked for his reasoning.

Kise just repeated his actions and pulled out his phone.

Had you still been watching him, you would have seen Kasamatsu Yukio pull his portal device out shortly after. Seeing it was the basketball prodigy he answered.

“What is it Kise? You better not be giving Hayakawa a hard time!”

Suddenly Kise was laughing into his phone. You were annoyed that your friend was now ignoring you and kept trying to get his attention. Attempting to get him to answer you.

He waves you off and turns away to talk into the phone. “Of course not! It’s fine! It’s fine. Hahaha Anyway, are you free to meet? I’m near your apartment complex and its cold and I want something warm to drink.”

“Yea, well as long as you aren’t skipping practice I guess that’s fine.” Kasamatsu replied.

You were practically glaring at the tall blonde by the time he turned back to face you.

He looked you in the eyes as a sneaky smile grew on his face. “Perfect, meet at the corner cafe?”

The person he was talking to must have agreed, because he gave his farewells and stuck the phone back into his pocket.

“So now you are going to ditch me?” You growled at him, eyes ablaze with the feeling of betrayal. “It’s not even that cold, Kise.” You threw your hands out and away from you.

He stuck his tongue out at you but sauntered away before you could retaliate. Calling over his shoulder, “Come on. If you really want to continue your crusade after I get my drink I’ll still join you.”

Figuring this was his attempt at a compromise, you yielded. What ten minutes drinking a hot beverage and dealing with some random Kise-fan to the possibility of following your crush.

“Fine.” You rushed the distance between you, despite knowing Kise would stop and wait.

Entering the warmth of the quiant cafe, you let your nozzle waft in all the scents. “Mhmm, this was a good idea, Kise.” He smiled and just ushered you to the line in response. “Well, now look who’s in a hurry.”

Had you been paying more attention, you might have seen the spiky black haired male that had just walked in behind you.

“Welcome. What can I get started for you today?” The cashier sent a practiced customer service smile your way. Having had friends in the industry you knew that forced expression anywhere.

You stuck a couple extra dollars into the tip jar as you placed your order. Two large hot chocolates. It was the least you could do for your friend after practically dragging him all over town, not that you’d let him out of holding up his offer to continue afterwards or anything silly like that.

The cashier sent you a grateful smile after handing you your change, a silent thanks for the tip.

You stepped off to the side to wait for your drinks, not noticing or caring that Kise wasn’t right next to you anymore.

“I have two large hot chocolates!” The person placing the styrofoam cups called.

You stepped up and grabbed the drinks, “Thank you.”

The worker nodded to you and called, “I have a caramel hot chocolate!”

Trying to quickly get out of the way, you forgot to pay attention to your surroundings. BUmping into someone and spilling one drink all over yourself.

The other had the fortunate pleasure of coating the poor individual you seemingly attacked.

“Oh my gosh! I am so sorry! I wasn’t paying attention.” You reached for some napkins from behind you and started dabbing the male’s chest. Thankful that it had not been woman’s because you really did not want to get accused of groping in public. “Crap this isn’t coming out at all. I’m so sorry. Please, how can I-” You cut yourself off as your eyes traveled up the form. (e/c) orbs looking with steel blue. “-I-I repay you…”

Kasamatsu’s face was completely red. He had turned mute as soon as the accident occurred, unsure of how he should respond in this situation. Too scared to run away because it might cause you to think you did worse then what happened, but too afraid to say anything because ‘Crap it’s a girl!’

“You’re blocking the pick-up area. Go figure things out somewhere else.” Another customer said to your pair, side swiping around you to grab their own drink. Yelling back to the workers, “And, someone come clean this mess up. Why the hell I’m paying this much for this shit coffee and you can’t even keep your store clean, I’ll never know.”

Huffing out, you quickly made your resolve, “I’m sorry Kasamatsu-senpai.” You turned a scowl on the rude customer. “How dare you yell at these people as if they were your own personal slaves. This is the 21st freaking century you jerk. Obviously this spill just happened, otherwise you would not have felt the need to comment to us about it. Additionally, it was my fault so I will be cleaning it up. Unlike you, some of us actually have respect for ourselves and take responsibility for our actions. These friendly workers made your drink and I’m sure they didn’t mess it up, they do not choose what prices of items are, AND you freaking chose to come here. So get off whatever freaking high-horse you think you are on and apologize for your behavior!”

You were breathless by the time your rant finished. You had accidently drew the attention of many patrons within the small cafe, but many started applauding your outburst. The person you had scolded however just shook their head at you and smirked, “You have no idea who I am, princess. So why don’t you hold your tongue before you hurt yourself.”

It sounded like a threat, and while you weren’t one to back down from a challenge, someone else beat you to it.

“It’s not about who you think you are, it’s about being morally correct. She’s right, the workers did nothing to deserve you attitude or comments. You need to apologize to them before YOU get hurt.” Kasamatsu said evenly, his bushy eyebrows squishing in above his nose as his face expressed a near scowl.

The customer rolled their eyes, “Yea whatever. Sorry, I guess.” And promptly left the store.

By the time Kasamatsu realized he had said a full sentence in front of a member of the female population he had already returned to the blushing mess he was before.

“Geez, (F/N).” Kise called, wrapping his arm over his former captain’s shoulders. “I’m gone for like a minute--you make a mess and cause a scene. What am I going to do with you..?” You knew he was just trying to tease, but it was to early for that.

You knew you messed up. And looking up at the pair of boys from you position on the ground, having already crouched down to wipe up your mess, you told him so. “Not now, Kise. I feel bad enough.”

“Well then.” Kise smiled, “GUess I just gotta brighten your day, huh?”

Ignoring him, you went back to wiping the floor. Eager to get out of the embarrassing situation, get home, changed and out of you now soaked clothes.

“This is--” The blonde basketball player started.

Just to be interrupted by Kasamatsu simultaneously ducking from beneath his arm and realizing something new. “Wait, what? How do you know me?”

Kise was really surprised by his former captain’s ability to form a coherent sentence. Not only in front of you, a female, but also directed at you, a female.

You stayed silent, hoping it would save you.

Forgetting you had your nose-butting-into-everyone-else’s-business-friend with you. “Oh, (F/N) has been begging me to introduce you two for a while now.” You shot your head up and glared at the blonde. He pretended to duck behind his black haired companion. “There I kept my promise, now it’s up to you.” And he left.

Just like that. He left you.

Alone.

With your crush.

“I’m going to kill him.” You said staring at the door intently.

“That’s not legal.” Kasamatsu countered, “I’ll just make Hayakawa run him to the ground in their next practice.” The third-year’s blue eyes were trained hard on the same door you had previously been looking at.

Unfortunately for your sanity, you had turned your attention to your new found company.

Standing up from your position you made quick work of taking care of your trash. Reading yourself for a hasty exit after your sub-par performance of a first meeting.

“W-w-wait, sh-shoul-d-n’t you get a n-new drin-nk?” He stuttered out, face back to resembling a tomato.

You shook your head in the negative, “Nah, I spent my last bit of cash getting these for Kise and I because I owed him.”

The male in front of you just nodded his head. Internally accepting the fact that of course you were with Kise. ‘How could someone so willing to stand up for what’s right be with a silly boy like him?’ He wondered, before mentally slapping himself. He hardly knew your name, who did he think he was to get jealous over your relationship with his older teammate.

“He did hold up his end of the deal by introducing me to my crush, so I guess I could thank him formally for that later.” You mumbled to yourself.

Unfortunately for you, fortunately for everyone else in your life, Kasmatsu heard you.

And while he returned to a stuttering mess of a cherry faced boy, he grabbed onto your wrist, walked you back to the cashier, re-order you and his hot chocolates and paid for them both.

Kise looked through the window at his friend with a small smile playing on his lips, “You go Kasamatsu! Take good care of her for me.” And walked away to leave you to your make-shift date.