Masumi Sadow

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caption: “Okuto keep sneaking photos of me!”

art credit: @yunnieluvssoul

Masumi lays on the floor, a nearly empty bottle in hand. His cheeks flushed as he watched the ceiling fan. His heart was racing, the sound of moving blankets filled his ears. He faced towards the bed looking at his childhood best friend…Okuto Nakamura.

“Okuto kun…”

Nakamura perked up at the mention of his name. He tilts his head and looks at his … drunk friend. He scrunches his nose and groans before responding.

“What is it Masumi…?”

Masumi cant help but giggle, his grip on the glass bottle loosening. He sits up and quickly drinks what’s left before tossing it to the side. His movements where wobbly, but he managaed to make his way over to the bed.

“I like you Nakamura. I like you a lotttt..”

His words started to slur as he spoke. The alcohol finally catching up to him. Nakamura just frowns in response. He was disappointed. He hated how Masumi drunk himself silly. He hated that he was constantly being kicked out of his house and has too much pride to even try and ask for help.

Masumi watched him, knowing that Nakamura hadn't liked him back. It was all a fantasy. Nakamura likes Hirose. That wasn’t going to change. His vision blurred slightly but he watched as Nakamura’s lips moved.

Masumi’s ears ringged not hearing a word Nakamura said to him. His eyes fluttered closed as he then slumped into his friends lap and slept.

“I like you too Masumi”

(English isnt my first language.. so im sorry if this is bad..- and i kinda left it at a dead end bc i was writing this late asf and my face hurtssss)

photo credit: @yunnieluvssoul and my sister (who doenst use social media…)

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photo credits: @yunnieluvssoul

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Art creds: @yabadabadooda on tumblr