kafe-ting

I think Jo would like someone flexible. He’s a pretty spontaneous person and likes it when his partner can do the same.

Having said that, he also needs someone to be a stabilising force in his life. He’s been through a lot, between Dionysia going defunct and then coming back, and trying to manage the chaotic ghouls and students of the house.

I feel like being a good listener is something Jo wouldn’t seek out in a partner but if you are one, he would be eternally grateful. He doesn’t always realise it but he needs someone he can turn to when he needs to vent.

Jo would absolutely love it if you liked dressing up! It doesn’t have to be anything crazy like doing full drag or even crossdressing if that’s not something you’re comfortable with. He just likes the excuse to get out his fanciest clothes and make use of them.

Mio would like someone creative. That doesn’t mean you have to paint or sculpt, or even do anything physically creative (although he would absolutely support you if you did). He just likes being able to discuss his work and having someone creatively minded be able to shoot back out-of-the-box ideas.

The exact opposite of Jo, Mio would love it if you’re a yapper. I feel like he struggles with silence a bit since he’s so used to being in the workshop where there’s always noise. If you’re chatting away about everything and nothing, it helps him focus when he’s away from all that.

He would also really appreciate it if you’re the responsible type. He’s vice-captain of Dionysia after all and a lot of people on campus count on him. Having a reliable partner to help him out would mean a lot.

Mio spends a lot of time in the workshop and running around campus doing odd jobs so he’d find comfort in knowing you have your own life and hobbies to fill the time he can’t be with you. That way he doesn’t worry about you being sad and lonely while he’s busy.

I think Elias would like someone chill. Someone who’s laid back and matches his easy going nature. I think he gets socially burnt out pretty fast after spending so much time as the quiet janitor so he needs to ease back into normal life.

Speaking of which, he would appreciate someone who can take the lead and suggest interesting date ideas. He’s all for going places, he’s just also not really sure what places you’d like to go. If you take the initiative instead, he’ll happily follow along.

Someone private would peak Elias’ interest. Initially, he wants to discover who you are but once you’re in a relationship, he values the privacy since you don’t go around telling everyone everything about the two of you.

That being said, he hears a lot of things while out doing his janitor work and I think he would like someone he can sit down with at the end of a long day and gossip with about all the goings on of campus. It's a nice downtime activity for him.

What Shion wants is someone fun. Someone he can be chaotic with who will be chaotic in return. The Harley Quinn to his Joker (although without quite as much manipulation). If he finds you boring, he wouldn’t seek out a relationship with you.

However, what Shion needs is very different. Above all else, he needs someone willing to learn. Being in a relationship with him brings a lot of new challenges to the table and you’re going to need to be adaptable if you’re going to manage.

For the sake of others, as well as himself, he needs someone who can manage him and keep him in line. Some of his ideas are worse than others and having someone around who can put the brakes on will do him good in the long run.

Having said that, he also needs someone accepting. You’d certainly have an influence over him but at the end of the day there are some things you’ll never be able to change. If you accept him, troubles and all, that will mean more to him than he’ll ever be able to express.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Hey, did you enjoy this? If you like my writing, please consider donating to my Ko-Fi page! This will allow me to make some money off my writing, something I enjoy doing.

ko-fi.com/justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms

Night terrors, though, were much more mundane than the usual sleep issues he researched and studied. That wasn’t to say that their causes were any easier to solve without thorough sleep studies and a proper history. He suggested that, if you wanted to do a full sleep study, going to Darkwick General was your best option. Your second-best option was allowing Yuri himself to monitor you on a semi-regular basis.

You had opted for the latter, much to his surprise - but he wasn’t going to deny a patient their request. Besides, he figured that keeping you in the same replicating circumstances would yield better results, anyway.

The night terrors appeared to come every night. He conducted regular checks himself or sent Jiro in his stead when he was focused on another task - and every night, around three in the morning, the night terror would hit. When you woke up, Jiro would conduct a full physical exam.

It didn’t appear to be rooted in sleep apnea or narcolepsy. That left a much less pleasant option - which was that night terrors were often rooted in trauma.

Yuri hadn’t asked you what they were about. The substance of the terrors was diagnostically irrelevant. Knowing that trauma was on the table, he wanted to avoid putting you in an uncomfortable position.

One of the first suggested treatments, the easiest route, was to wake you before the night terror occurred. They happened frequently enough around the same time that this was a feasible option, and Yuri suggested an alarm twenty-minutes before it usually hit.

That was the night he discovered that you were a heavy sleeper. Your alarm blared, but you remained asleep, only jostled awake screaming when another unfortunate episode took place.

Trial and error, though inevitable, was frustrating for him. It was easier to accept trial and error when his specimen wasn’t a student from his house who he could see the negative effects on. You were exhausted day in and day out, your dark circles worse than his own after nights of late-night research. He knew from both watching the process over the past two weeks and from your own admission that it had been weeks since your last night of full rest - possibly months.

That led to a slew of other issues. He was concerned about new or worsening depression, a weakened immune system, cardiovascular symptoms - he prescribed certain things to address your symptoms, but the root cause was stubbornly consistent.

Enough so that you appeared to be losing hope about avoiding them at all.

“Maybe I won’t have a good night’s sleep ever again. Being afraid to go to sleep and waking up at three in the morning is just my life now.”

That lack of hope had gotten under his skin in a way nothing else you’d said ever had before.

“Nonsense!” Yuri had insisted to you in a huff. “You’re not allowed to give up until all methods have been exhausted. If an alarm won’t wake you up, I’ll do the job myself!”

The offer had left his lips before he had a chance to second-guess it. Your eyes widened in shock, but once you accepted the offer, he couldn’t back out.

Now here he was, lying in his own bed, eyes on the clock.

He hadn’t had the chance to sleep well himself recently, if he was being honest with himself. Not only was there more to be done than usual this week in terms of experiments, but with your case… Yuri had found himself unusually preoccupied with it.

He was hoping that, if waking you up did prove successful, he could go right back to his room and have a rare night of sleeping in his actual bed rather than the lab.

Once it was only fifteen minutes until three in the morning, Yuri stirred himself from bed, loose notes falling to the floor. Even when he was in bed, work never stopped. Yuri was no stranger to falling asleep surrounded by loose notebook paper and a pen still loosely in his grip. He pulled his robe tighter around him - he’d usually never leave his room wearing only his pajamas and a robe, but surely his attire would be the last thing on your mind - and headed toward your room.

Mortkranken’s halls appeared to echo louder than usual as he walked toward your room. Yuri had to keep reminding himself that he had permission to enter, that he wasn’t trespassing into a student’s private quarters by doing this. You had wanted him there. That fact was key.

Your room wasn’t entirely dark. There was one light still left on at your desk, and a memory stirred that you hated waking up in the dark after night terrors. You always left a light on for that reason. Yuri’s eyes drifted to your sleeping form. This should only take a moment, Yuri reassured himself, drawing in a deep breath as he approached you. I’ll wake them up, make sure they’re okay, and then head back to my own room. It’s simple.

Yuri hesitated for a moment before reaching out, not yet making physical contact with you. This was… intimate, he suddenly realized. Not in the traditional sense of ‘intimacy’, but there was something about rousing you awake in the middle of the night to make sure you were alright that felt…

He couldn’t put a word to it, and that made heat slowly rise to his cheeks. I just need to get this over with, he decided, reaching forward and putting a hand on your shoulder, shaking you lightly. He didn’t want to raise his voice, afraid that would wake you up with too much of a shock, so he kept his voice soft as he called out your name.

At first, you didn’t move at all. Then your eyes snapped open with a startle, and you sat up quickly in your bed, pulling your covers closer to yourself. “Yuri!” you called out, voice still heavy with sleep. You didn’t seem scared, which Yuri was thankful for, but you still seemed surprised.

It made him more flustered to think that you forgot that he agreed to do this for you. Suddenly, more heat rose to his face, and he found himself tripping on his words. “I’m - you asked me to wake you up, did you not?!”

“Oh, right,” you relaxed, drawing in a deep breath. “Sorry, I forgot. I just - I thought… never mind what I thought.”

Yuri hummed, taking a moment to regain his own composure as he looked you up and down. “Your hands are shaking,” he noted. But no sweating, no flailing, no screaming… maybe I was right on time, Yuri thought. I should have brought my stethoscope to check on their heart rate.

“You startled me, that’s all,” you excused. “But… I think this helped. I didn’t have another nightmare.”

A smile crossed Yuri’s face as he made a gesture. “Of course it worked! I told you I’d land on an effective treatment, didn’t I? If you hadn’t slept through your alarm, this method would have proved efficient earlier. Will you listen to me from now on when I tell you not to give up hope?”

For the first time, Yuri saw a relieved smile on your face. It nearly made his confidence melt into something softer. “I’ll listen,” you told him, eyes bright for the first time since he met you in his clinic. “Thank you.”

He cleared his throat, shoving his hands nervously into the pockets of his robe. “Well! If that’s settled, then I’ll get going. I’ll see you -”

Before he could finish his sentence, you suddenly reached out, your hand wrapping around his wrist. “Wait!”

Yuri’s eyes widened, his entire face tinting pink. “What - what are you doing? What is it?”

“Will you stay? Please?” You asked, voice nearly pleading. “I know - I know it’s an unusual request. You can sit at my desk, if that’s easier. But I don’t want to go back to sleep alone. I’m… scared.”

Scared it’ll happen again anyway, Yuri thought. It made him wonder if this meant you saw him as a comforting presence.

If you did, he found himself oddly unopposed to that perception. Having someone - or not just someone, but you - see him as someone reliable, comforting… he wanted to live up to that expectation.

“I’ll stay,” Yuri pulled his wrist away from your grasp, grabbing your desk chair and pulling it closer to the bed. “It would be beneficial to ensure that this isn’t just a one-off, anyway. I’ll stay here in the event you have another episode.”

When he came closer again, you reached your hand out again. “Would it be a little too much to ask you to take my hand?”

Your voice was quiet, unsure, as if you expected him to lash out at the mere idea. It made his chest hurt. So, even if it was something he was unused to, he took your hand in his. “That’s fine. Just focus on going back to sleep.”

You nodded before smiling at him again. “I like this robe, by the way. It suits you,” your voice was relaxed again. “And you have soft hands.”

“Shut - no commentary! You’re supposed to be sleeping!” Yuri insisted.

“Sorry, sorry. Don’t leave, please.”

Your eyes were sad. Yuri sighed.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

When you eventually fell asleep, Yuri found himself finally drifting off too, falling asleep with your hand firmly in his.

Night terrors, though, were much more mundane than the usual sleep issues he researched and studied. That wasn’t to say that their causes were any easier to solve without thorough sleep studies and a proper history. He suggested that, if you wanted to do a full sleep study, going to Darkwick General was your best option. Your second-best option was allowing Yuri himself to monitor you on a semi-regular basis.

You had opted for the latter, much to his surprise - but he wasn’t going to deny a patient their request. Besides, he figured that keeping you in the same replicating circumstances would yield better results, anyway.

The night terrors appeared to come every night. He conducted regular checks himself or sent Jiro in his stead when he was focused on another task - and every night, around three in the morning, the night terror would hit. When you woke up, Jiro would conduct a full physical exam.

It didn’t appear to be rooted in sleep apnea or narcolepsy. That left a much less pleasant option - which was that night terrors were often rooted in trauma.

Yuri hadn’t asked you what they were about. The substance of the terrors was diagnostically irrelevant. Knowing that trauma was on the table, he wanted to avoid putting you in an uncomfortable position.

One of the first suggested treatments, the easiest route, was to wake you before the night terror occurred. They happened frequently enough around the same time that this was a feasible option, and Yuri suggested an alarm twenty-minutes before it usually hit.

That was the night he discovered that you were a heavy sleeper. Your alarm blared, but you remained asleep, only jostled awake screaming when another unfortunate episode took place.

Trial and error, though inevitable, was frustrating for him. It was easier to accept trial and error when his specimen wasn’t a student from his house who he could see the negative effects on. You were exhausted day in and day out, your dark circles worse than his own after nights of late-night research. He knew from both watching the process over the past two weeks and from your own admission that it had been weeks since your last night of full rest - possibly months.

That led to a slew of other issues. He was concerned about new or worsening depression, a weakened immune system, cardiovascular symptoms - he prescribed certain things to address your symptoms, but the root cause was stubbornly consistent.

Enough so that you appeared to be losing hope about avoiding them at all.

“Maybe I won’t have a good night’s sleep ever again. Being afraid to go to sleep and waking up at three in the morning is just my life now.”

That lack of hope had gotten under his skin in a way nothing else you’d said ever had before.

“Nonsense!” Yuri had insisted to you in a huff. “You’re not allowed to give up until all methods have been exhausted. If an alarm won’t wake you up, I’ll do the job myself!”

The offer had left his lips before he had a chance to second-guess it. Your eyes widened in shock, but once you accepted the offer, he couldn’t back out.

Now here he was, lying in his own bed, eyes on the clock.

He hadn’t had the chance to sleep well himself recently, if he was being honest with himself. Not only was there more to be done than usual this week in terms of experiments, but with your case… Yuri had found himself unusually preoccupied with it.

He was hoping that, if waking you up did prove successful, he could go right back to his room and have a rare night of sleeping in his actual bed rather than the lab.

Once it was only fifteen minutes until three in the morning, Yuri stirred himself from bed, loose notes falling to the floor. Even when he was in bed, work never stopped. Yuri was no stranger to falling asleep surrounded by loose notebook paper and a pen still loosely in his grip. He pulled his robe tighter around him - he’d usually never leave his room wearing only his pajamas and a robe, but surely his attire would be the last thing on your mind - and headed toward your room.

Mortkranken’s halls appeared to echo louder than usual as he walked toward your room. Yuri had to keep reminding himself that he had permission to enter, that he wasn’t trespassing into a student’s private quarters by doing this. You had wanted him there. That fact was key.

Your room wasn’t entirely dark. There was one light still left on at your desk, and a memory stirred that you hated waking up in the dark after night terrors. You always left a light on for that reason. Yuri’s eyes drifted to your sleeping form. This should only take a moment, Yuri reassured himself, drawing in a deep breath as he approached you. I’ll wake them up, make sure they’re okay, and then head back to my own room. It’s simple.

Yuri hesitated for a moment before reaching out, not yet making physical contact with you. This was… intimate, he suddenly realized. Not in the traditional sense of ‘intimacy’, but there was something about rousing you awake in the middle of the night to make sure you were alright that felt…

He couldn’t put a word to it, and that made heat slowly rise to his cheeks. I just need to get this over with, he decided, reaching forward and putting a hand on your shoulder, shaking you lightly. He didn’t want to raise his voice, afraid that would wake you up with too much of a shock, so he kept his voice soft as he called out your name.

At first, you didn’t move at all. Then your eyes snapped open with a startle, and you sat up quickly in your bed, pulling your covers closer to yourself. “Yuri!” you called out, voice still heavy with sleep. You didn’t seem scared, which Yuri was thankful for, but you still seemed surprised.

It made him more flustered to think that you forgot that he agreed to do this for you. Suddenly, more heat rose to his face, and he found himself tripping on his words. “I’m - you asked me to wake you up, did you not?!”

“Oh, right,” you relaxed, drawing in a deep breath. “Sorry, I forgot. I just - I thought… never mind what I thought.”

Yuri hummed, taking a moment to regain his own composure as he looked you up and down. “Your hands are shaking,” he noted. But no sweating, no flailing, no screaming… maybe I was right on time, Yuri thought. I should have brought my stethoscope to check on their heart rate.

“You startled me, that’s all,” you excused. “But… I think this helped. I didn’t have another nightmare.”

A smile crossed Yuri’s face as he made a gesture. “Of course it worked! I told you I’d land on an effective treatment, didn’t I? If you hadn’t slept through your alarm, this method would have proved efficient earlier. Will you listen to me from now on when I tell you not to give up hope?”

For the first time, Yuri saw a relieved smile on your face. It nearly made his confidence melt into something softer. “I’ll listen,” you told him, eyes bright for the first time since he met you in his clinic. “Thank you.”

He cleared his throat, shoving his hands nervously into the pockets of his robe. “Well! If that’s settled, then I’ll get going. I’ll see you -”

Before he could finish his sentence, you suddenly reached out, your hand wrapping around his wrist. “Wait!”

Yuri’s eyes widened, his entire face tinting pink. “What - what are you doing? What is it?”

“Will you stay? Please?” You asked, voice nearly pleading. “I know - I know it’s an unusual request. You can sit at my desk, if that’s easier. But I don’t want to go back to sleep alone. I’m… scared.”

Scared it’ll happen again anyway, Yuri thought. It made him wonder if this meant you saw him as a comforting presence.

If you did, he found himself oddly unopposed to that perception. Having someone - or not just someone, but you - see him as someone reliable, comforting… he wanted to live up to that expectation.

“I’ll stay,” Yuri pulled his wrist away from your grasp, grabbing your desk chair and pulling it closer to the bed. “It would be beneficial to ensure that this isn’t just a one-off, anyway. I’ll stay here in the event you have another episode.”

When he came closer again, you reached your hand out again. “Would it be a little too much to ask you to take my hand?”

Your voice was quiet, unsure, as if you expected him to lash out at the mere idea. It made his chest hurt. So, even if it was something he was unused to, he took your hand in his. “That’s fine. Just focus on going back to sleep.”

You nodded before smiling at him again. “I like this robe, by the way. It suits you,” your voice was relaxed again. “And you have soft hands.”

“Shut - no commentary! You’re supposed to be sleeping!” Yuri insisted.

“Sorry, sorry. Don’t leave, please.”

Your eyes were sad. Yuri sighed.

“I’m not going anywhere.”

When you eventually fell asleep, Yuri found himself finally drifting off too, falling asleep with your hand firmly in his.

Hotarubi

Subaru

“Meow!” “Whoa! You scared me.”  He looks around. “A-Are you lost?”  In response, you rub your head against his hand. His anxious expression turns into a smile.  “If you don’t mind…would you like to join me for some tea?”  Subaru searches a few things up on his phone. "Apparently, you can’t have sweets or tea…” He pours water into a matching tea cup and elegantly places it in front of you. “I’m sorry, this is all I can give you. I'll have something prepared for your next visit. ” 

Haku

You find Haku laying down on the ground, taking a nap under the sun.  “Meow.”  He peeks with one eye.  “...Hm?”  He smiles sleepily.  “You're looking for a place to nap too?”  He lazily lifts an arm, inviting you in.  “C’mere.”  You curl up against him. “Heh. Good choice.” 

Zenji

Zenji’s playing out in the rain again.  “Meow.”  He turns and immediately beams. “Oh my! Have your little ears led you here, to my Biwa playing?” A sudden gasp. “Oh, but look at you. You’re soaked.”  Zenji springs to his feet. “Saburo! Protect the cat with your body while I’m gone. I shall have Haku bring an umbrella for you.” He starts drifting off into the distance. “Just wait, I’ll be back soon!”

Obscuary

Ed

The 400-year old vampire knows it’s you immediately.  “My. Hello there, Little Lady. You look quite lovely in cat-form as well.”  He gently scratches your ears.  “This won’t do. A lady shouldn’t sit on the floor.”  So he picks you up and puts you on his bed.  You'll be his company as he watches youtube videos for the rest of the day.

Rui

“Meow.”  “Whoa!” Rui jumps several feet back. “You gotta be careful. I almost disintegrated you.”  But his surprise quickly turns to curiosity. He studies you from a distance.  “You look mega cute. Like cutie cute!” He grimaces. “Ugh. I wish I could touch you.” Suddenly, his eyes light up. “Just a sec!”  Rui comes back with a back scratcher. He extends it as far as it will go, and scratches your chin.  He looks like he’s in heaven.  “OMG. You’re so cute~”

Lyca

Lyca walks around campus with a puzzled expression.  “I swear I can smell her…”  “Meow.”  Lyca whirls around, ears perked and claws ready.  He growls. Cats are his natural enemy. “What do you want–”  He pauses. Sniff. Sniff. “Why do you smell like…” His eyes widen. “D-Did you…eat her?!”

Mortkranken

Yuri

(For some reason, I feel like he’d be allergic to cats. He just seems like the type) You hear a shriek.  You find Yuri looking at you in horror. A hand over his mouth.  “What is a creature like you doing here?!”  When you step closer, he jumps onto an operating table.  “S-Somebody! Get that thing out!”  …Later, he’s sneezing nonstop. 

Jiro

Jiro finds you in the lab. “I don’t know how you got in here, but you’ll comprise the lab’s sanitation. I’ll have to ask you to leave.”  He picks you up, carries you outside, and sets you down. You expect him to go straight back inside. Instead, he crouches down in front of you, quietly watching.  Suddenly… “Pfft.” You tilt your head. “No…It’s just. You look like a certain someone."

Dionysia

Elias

“Meow.”  He looks down at his feet. You’re curled around his legs.  “To what do I owe this pleasure?”  He gives exceptionally good head pats. You can’t help but purr.  He chuckles.  “You’re a lovely little thing. You remind me of a certain someone.”  After a while, he lifts you onto his desk.  Elias picks up a broom. So random.  “I’ll sweep up these paper sticks. I can’t have you choking on them.” He smiles. “Right…inspector?” 

Jo

“Meow.” You hop onto his desk.  “Hey, sweetheart. What are you doing here?”  He scratches your chin and strokes your back.  “Oh~Just a sec.”  He rummages through his closet before returning with some fabric.  A few minutes later, you’re dressed in ribbons.  He grins.  "I love making clothes for cuties like you. Next time you come, I'll have an outfit ready."

Mio

Mio’s working away…as usual.  You bite the hem of his jeans.  “Huh? What are you doing?”  You tug him to the nearest bench. “...You want me to sit?”  “Meow.”  “Hahaha. Fine.”  He relaxes into the seat.  You lay on his lap.  “Forcing me to rest, huh?” He smiles softly. “You’re just like her…” 

Shion

╔══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╗

♥︎ It wasn’t exactly a secret that Jiro and Yuri were together, they weren’t too public about it, but there were definitely signs. You’ve walked in on Yuri quickly letting go of Jiro’s hand, Yuri pushing away Jiro when the door opens, and Yuri‘s half baked attempt at hiding his embarrassment. Actually, it may be Yuri that’s keeping it a secret, because Jiro doesn’t seem like he cares who knows.

♥︎ You’ve noticed that they’ve been very interested in you lately, and are a bit confused… They invite you over more, and Yuri looks like he wants to ask something, but refrains from doing so. Jiro has been treating you with more delicacy, and Yuri makes you assist him more often than usual.

♥︎ Jiro asks if he can come over, because he needs to talk with you. It doesn’t take long for him to arrive, and it makes you anxious what he—of all people—wants to talk about.

♥︎ He confesses that him and Yuri have been together for a bit of time, and they both found out that they like you. He doesn’t want to pressure you into doing anything that you don’t want to do, but he wanted to propose that the three of you could be a triad. You stood there, head on the brink of explosion, and took time to think of what to say. You quietly ask Jiro if you could have some time to think about it, and Jiro left without saying much else.

♥︎ You were insanely confused, and your heart was beating a hundred miles a minute to wrap your head around what Jiro was asking. Both of them liked you, and they want you to be in a three person relationship?! You honestly thought they were joking, but neither of them are the type to do such a thing. I mean, how could they be interested in you like that?

♥︎ You spent all day in your bed, not sure what to think, or what’s real. You were nervous to ask, but you had to confirm with Yuri that their proposal was genuine.

♥︎ He took a while to type, and his text summed up to ‘how oblivious are you to think that we’d joke around. Yes, it’s real.’

♥︎ You always thought both of them were cute, but you were under the impression that they were exclusive… and monogamous.

♥︎ You weren’t too sure about the idea, so you looked to Jiro to express your confusion. He pulled you aside in Yuri’s office, and you find out that it’s mainly Yuri’s idea to keep things a secret for the time being.

♥︎ “If you don’t like the idea, that’s fine. But, you can try it out, and if you don’t like it then you don’t have to stay with us. We weren’t expecting you to give us an answer right away. We like you, and we’d appreciate it if you didn’t think it was a joke.”

♥︎ Yuri walks into the office with an inquiry for Jiro, but he catches on that you’re here to discuss their proposal, and he tries to make a 180. Jiro stops grabs him and forces him to stay in the conversation, because you seemed unsure of yourself. Yuri looked like he wanted to crawl into a hole, but he put on a brave face for the sake of making it less awkward for the two of you.

♥︎ You ask how a three person relationship would even work, and Yuri said it’s like a triangle. You date Yuri and Jiro, Yuri and Jiro date each other. Communication is important, and your boundaries are important, like they would be if you were in a monogamous relationship. It’s up to you to make the choice, while it’s a new concept to them as well, they’re more than willing to learn alongside you.

╚══ஓ๑♡๑ஓ══╝

Taglist: @gieeeeeeeeeee @tohma-ishibashi