Me N Oliver :0

happy birthday isagi yoichi. you put the stars in the sky. i love u so much.

it hasn't been long since rin rejected you. actually, it's been precisely two hours, twenty five minutes and... thirteen, fourteen, fifteen seconds. yes, he's been counting.

a silent sigh leaves his lips as his arm falls limp against his bed. he's checked his watch too many times, and now it feels like time is running slow. usually he wouldn't mind but... with you being his last prominent memory, he doesn't enjoy the bitter taste in his mouth. thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three seconds... and...

he finally breaks his gaze away from the ceiling, sitting up with his head hung.

maybe it was a mistake.

no, isn't it weird to say he started liking you after he saw you cry? the tears brimming in your eyes, the obvious cracks in your voice, and the smile you tried to put on... all because of him. he should be guilty, if anything, yet there's an overriding sensation in his heart. one that he shouldn't be experiencing.

it's not a big deal. his feelings will fade soon enough.

soon.

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Devon Aoki in 2000⋆ ˚｡⋆♡˚ₓₒ

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cw: alcohol use, smoking

She’s drunk, sitting cross-legged on his bedroom floor. The tips of Atsumu’s knees brush against hers. He has a dying lighter in his hands and a poorly rolled joint between his lips. He doesn’t get it lit until his fifth try. Her head spins.

She watches through half-closed eyes as Atsumu inhales, and then tilts his head back to blow smoke up towards his ceiling. The smell of it combines with his heavy cologne. Watching his hands grounds her.

“Here,” Atsumu says, and he lifts the joint towards her lips. He doesn’t wait for her response before he’s placing it between her lips, holding it delicately with two fingers. She inhales like she was told to, and Atsumu hums. “You look so pretty like that.”

There’s a delay in her head, and she doesn’t hear his words until she’s exhaling through her nose and Atsumu’s hand’s retracted. She feels dizzier than before.

Atsumu doesn’t say things like that to her. He shouldn’t. It makes her throat tighten up and her skin prickles. “Tsumu,” she drunkenly slurs, pulling her knees up to her chest, “don’t say things like that to me.”

“Yeah?” he says, smoke billowing from his mouth as he speaks. “Why not?”

She’s not drunk enough to feel embarrassed. She thinks that maybe she will be in the morning, when she remembers that this is real, and her words hold weight. “Cuz it makes me want to kiss you.”

Atsumu doesn’t say anything for a while. He doesn’t say anything for so long that it makes her think that she made a mistake. Her eyes find the ground, and her cheeks grow hot.

“D’ya mean that?” he asks, voice suddenly lower.

Her eyes flash up to meet his. His eyes seem dark. He clenches his jaw and his Adam’s apple bobbles in his throat as he swallows. “Yeah,” she says lightly, afraid to be any louder than she is.

Atsumu grins, then. Slight and easy, and it makes her stomach flip. “You can kiss me in the morning, then, if you still mean it.”

She sleeps in his bed that night, limbs sprawled out and entangled in his. He keeps an arm over her chest and he snores in her ear. She tosses and turns but he doesn’t let her get an inch. When morning comes, Atsumu doesn’t let her forget.

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