there CAN be yuri between a himejoshi and a fujoshi
cw: fem!hiori x fem!reader , part THREE (!) of this , fanficwriter!hiori , fanficwriter!reader , hurt/comfort , lesbians , a LITTLE heavy in some parts , 1.1k wc
!! -> because the whole premise of this continuation is how dating fem hiori would be like, i couldn't just not add the average, probably the most basic struggles of a queer relationship, which is why this part is a bit heavier than the other (not just silly cute fluff aww hiori cham so cute i'll bite her ahoge off) ((this still happens))
i hope i painted it well enough!
what else were you supposed to do other then say yes?
seriously, what else? you felt like you got whiplash from how hard you nodded your head when hiori asked that fateful question. she laughed at your enthusiastic agreement and kissed you once more. now you knew she was just doing this to torment you.
when the overall excitement had died down, and the whole idea of "i am now dating the girl i have wanted to kiss for so long oh my god oh my god fuck" had settled, life just seemed to feel like a dream. every minute, every hour, every day. always.
by now, school had adjourned, leaving students with the freedom to do practically whatever they wanted.
which meant the most perfect summer with hiori as girlfriends.
you had it all in your head—beach dates...chewing on popsicles…braiding each other's hair…collapsing on each other as the two of you groan about how hot it is (even if most of the problem came from being unable to detach from the other).
dating hiori wasn't exactly how you had imagined it in your head when you were still replaying the same scenarios to lull yourself to sleep—but it was pretty close.
by that, it meant that all the things you would do with hiori when the two of you were still "just friends" suddenly had this romantic context. a sleepover so she can get away from her home? now turned date night with just the comfort of each other and the light from her computer as the two of you gamed all night. carelessly sharing each other's drinks? another excuse to make an indirect kiss a direct one, sharing the taste of the beverage.
now, she'll let you lay on her lap, playing with your cheek instead of typing away at her computer, writing god knows what. actually—god does know what, because now she happily shares all her fics with you, making you beta her fics while she betas yours.
now, she'll let you twirl her ahoge around, giggling and muttering a "that tickles!" as you continue spinning the strand of hair around your finger. pull too hard and she'll bite you… what? it's not like you're doing it on purpose or anything…
it was the first relationship for both of you, and admittedly, both of you were equally as terrified. what would happen? what would be next? what type of problems would we face? how do we act? should we hide? should we be loud?
however, all those doubts fade away if you ignore what you think is the "correct" way to love someone. it fades away if you ignore what you think others would say. everyone will have their own personal judgements—but what of them? why should anyone get in the way of your love for hiori?
hiori was always such an amazing person, you mull. that extreme athleticism made her a quite desirable person. it gave some men an idea that never should've been in their head the first place.
you get it though! her quiet listening, the gentle reminder that she'll always be there. the quiet motivation she gives others. her way of words really do have an effect on people. you get it—of course you do. you're the only one who does.
but over your dead body is anyone getting to have hiori the way you do.
there was one particular time where she got cornered by this nameless guy's total unwillingness to leave her alone. she tries to deflect, but he remains insistent. not taking it anymore, you go up to him and shoo him away, threatening all sorts of things. it was probably the scariest thing you've ever done, and as he finally got him to leave the two of you alone, you turn to her and collapse, breaking out in a cold sweat. she holds you tight, but you could feel her equally shaking.
suddenly, all those questions, all those doubts, make their way back to your head uninvited. will everything really be okay?
but when you look at hiori, see her usually bright eyes drain of their light, you realize that once more, it wasn't about what others would do—what they think, what they react with, what they attempt. it was what you would do.
you slowly pick yourself up. "you're okay, right?"
she easily senses the quiver in your voice—she has the same one. "yeah… i'm fine, y/n. let's go."
"you could have easily beat his ass, yo-chan," you say as the two of you walk home together, nerves eased.
she smirks, as if waiting for that remark. "well, maybe i just wanted my pretty girlfriend to save me."
you flicked her on the cheek.
hiori always found opportunities to relentlessly tease you about small things in this whole new context, leaving you stammering for words with fire on your cheeks.
"ya sure look happy to see me with that pocky…wanna try it again?"
"awh… a whole new character in that new chapter of yours based off me? you're too sweet."
you try to do the same, get back at her, but her quick mind always somehow figures out a way to turn it on you, smirking as you get silenced.
but she never overdid it, never made you feel like you weren't enough. and you tried to do the same, knowing all about her.
sometimes, you'd catch her staring aimlessly at her laptop, her video game music looping in the background as she just stares.
or the same when she's still moving—but only her fingers and her wrist do as she navigates through whatever fps game she's playing, with that same, dissociated look in her eyes.
you steadily appear beside her, not rushing, not anxious, just there. being the presence that she was for you. being the one that she needed, not the other way around.
you hug her, gently letting her rest on your shoulder. she closes her eyes and you can feel her muscles instantly relax, days or weeks of being constantly tensed. quietly, you save her progress, knowing how much these kind of things mean to her, and shut down her laptop, offering both her and the device a reprieve. you kiss her on the cheek and try (with all your strength) to carry her to your bed.
and when the two of you wake up to a glowing sun that promises a better day, you realize that dating hiori—this beautiful girl—should never become something that weighs on your mind, something that scares you and makes you cautious of who you interact with and who you decide to be truthful with. it should just be you and her, loving as the two of you were always meant to do.
and love is something everyone is meant to do.
a/n: thank you for reading!! actually tho this means so much to me. finished my exams yesterday fem hiori fic out TODAY! hope u enjoyed my slop (i'm not writing another part)
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