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“Well I don’t know if you have to go that far— I mean, they kinda livin up the place.” 

He’s listening.

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            ❛  one day, but i’ll be GRADUATED by then. i’m a 3rd year, REMEMBER ??  ❜

                        ❛  then why haven’t we gone to nationals ??  ❜

        his mood just completely crashed & now he wants to curl up in a hole.   this is fine.

hands a bundle of flowers. 

intimacy || @rabbitplayed || Accepting 

 Fingers tangle in the locks, gently running the pads through the hair. It was a way to destress. There was a need to touch something to make the pit in his stomach go away. Each nerve ending was calmed by the feeling of something there and the knots in the bottom of his stomach started to come undone. It no longer hurt to breathe. Everything was going to be alright.

    “Because you’re a great s——–….kouhai…”

“Since the day I became vice captain.”

bye son you’ll be missed

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

♕: Holding hands

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

♙: Sharing a bed

♚: Head scratches

♛: Sharing a dessert

♜: Shoulder rubs

♝: Reading a book together

♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

♟: Patching up a wound

♤: Taking a bath together

♧: Your muse playing with their hair

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

♣: Back scratches

♥: Your muse crying about something

             boy—- he was gonna SMACK the kid before the shopping trip was over.  now, his sisters seemed like a DREAM to shop with, even if they were picky little DEMONS, but kichirou couldn’t back out now. he would follow through with his promise of HELPING— though his patience were wearing THIN.  ❛  did i say you COULDN’T get that one ?? no, so quit your bitching & go try some other shit on. get something that ISN’T floral.   ❜     that’s a lot to ask, isn’t it ??

Lips tug downward at the thought of having to try on more clothing. Shopping was a bore once Aoi had found something that he liked. The time seemed to drag on and the clothes kept on getting more and more bland. There was no longer color or life to the fabric as it passed over his head. 

❝ We can get other sweaters. But it’s not like I’m going to wear them. ❞

              ❛   quit FUSSING before i GIVE you something to fuss about.   ❜      how very mom of you, kaze.  all he’s trying to do was HELP. everyone needed a second opinion on clothes, & while kaze had quite a different taste in style, he could at LEAST tell what looked good & what didn’t.    ❛  go try this on— the color looks good with your skin,  ❜  kichirou said, shoving the 10th sweater of the evening at the libero.

                            @ciicuta

Fingers grip the fabric of the sweater and play with the edges of the large sweater, trying to see if the fabric felt nice against his skin. He didn’t want to itch for the day and would never wear anything that gave him an uncomfortable feeling. 

❝ But this one doesn’t have the flower pattern on it. I want the last one Kaze. ❞

Iconic || @semiisemi || Accepting 

                 huh— only aoi would be EXCITED about practices OUTDOORS. the rest would probably bitch & moan, but hey, they could use some god damn SUNSHINE themselves. it might even LIFT their spirits a bit. with the thought in mind, he settled eyes on where  the other was just so EAGER to show him.      ❛   i suppose it’s fine only when the weather isn’t too hot.  why do you wanna practice out here so much ??  ❜    

Blue hues scan the field and his heart jumps in excitement at that the wording. It was a yes. Aoi could not help but let a small grin crack onto his features and light up the blue hues.