THUNDER DEITY.

“ YOU OWE ME nothin’, dude! ” said ryuji. of course he would decline as politely as he could. this was yusuke he was talking to. he leaned against the wall. they were already near the malls and ryuji was hungry. as always. he din’t want to go alone, either. “ jeez, you sound like my mom! i’m your friend, dude. if you need something, i’ll spot you as best as i can. i’m no ann but i can afford food. ”

ryuji paused, his cheeks warming. “ would like t-to go on a DATE with me. . .? ”

But he pushed back those negative thoughts and only thought of his mother throughout his time learning. By the time he was thirteen, he could speak german like a natural. his favorite part of learning the language was the swear words. He’s been watching and translating the show for his mother . . . even if the show was out of his forte.

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“ man, why you gotta go say something like that ? ”

“ etiquette lessons ?! ” groaned ryuji. “ i don’t need i don’t need lessons on decency. besides, ain’t etiquette like for ballet n’ shit ? ” 

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