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“Hey, bud. Where the fuckdo you think you’re going?”

Asahi is used to being mistaken for some guy in a gang. Heknows that his built figure, stubble beard, sideburns and man-bun don’t helphis reputation in the slightest. He’s used to walking to volleyball games andhaving competitors turn towards him, skeptical and nervous glances, and turningaway to whisper about how he failed high school five times or was caughtselling drugs behind the gym. He really, really is.

What he isn’t usedto, however, is being upright confronted by yakuza members about some ‘trade’he had never so much as heard about.

“Um… I think you’ve got the wrong idea,” Asahi saysnervously, putting up his hands defensively. “I don’t know what you’re talkingabout. I think you’re looking for someone else? Look, I don’t want to cause anytrou—”

Asahi’s weak explanation was cut off with a swift punch tohis stomach, causing him to keel over. The man in front of him roughly grabbedhim by his collar, pulled him up and shoved him roughly against the wall, butit’s not until he reaches into a pocket and pulls out an easily concealablepocket knife and traces Asahi’s neck with it, prodding lightly on his Adam’sapple, before Asahi truly begins to freak out.

“I’m sick and tired of your bullshit excuses. Tell us where you guys put the shit at, or the trade’soff.” The man explains gruffly, applying just a tad more pressure for Asahi toreally start to feel the blade’s edge.

Then he hears the voice of an angel, but it unexpectedlycomes in the form of a shrill scream and loud shouting, as he hears, “Police! I told you they were over here!Come, hurry!”

He turns to see you—his crush, his salvation, the angel that had just saved his life—just as the man roughly lets go ofhim, and the criminal gestures to his friends before they flee towards theopposite side of the alleyway. Asahi collapses against the wall, half out offear and half out of relief, and you rush to him.

“You—oh my god, Asahi, are you okay?” You ask, pulling outyour phone to tell the coach and the others that Asahi was alright, and to fillthem in on what had just happened.

“Yeah… yeah, somehow.” Asahi says, recovering slightly andsitting up a little. He’s still breathing heavily, and you can’t exactly blamehim. “You… oh my god, that was terrifying. I love you.”

“What?”

Asahi freezes, realizing that with one problem averted, hehad just created another—he hadn’t meant to—oh, no. That was totallyunromantic, wasn’t it? Sure, he had been wussing out of telling you for awhile, always coming up with a different strategy and discarding the last, wonderingif he was good enough for you, thinking about being with you and how to dealwith rejection and this was most definitelynot the right time. Confessing in a dirty alleyway in a spur-of-the-moment decisionsounded absolutely terrible.

Asahi stutters a bit, quickly having snapped out of hisearlier stupor. “I mean, no. Wait, well… uh, yes! But… no. No, I can’t, I—erm…is… is this a bad time?”

You look back at him, genuinely surprised. “Wait, can yourepeat that?”

Asahi takes a deep breath in, and then looks away. He doesn’twant to look lame and be a stuttering mess, so he can’t bring himself to lookinto your eyes. That, and he’s somewhat ashamed—he had planned so many otherconfessions far better than this one,but then again, he hadn’t bet on getting attacked and having you save him. “I…uh, I’ve actually liked you. For a while now, and… and it kind of just cameout. I’m sorry. It’s just… you saved my life, and you were like… I was seeingthe light? Man, that sounds terrible…”

“Asahi,” you start to explain, slowly but surely, “Don’tworry about it.”

“Ugh, this is the worst… I’mthe worst. I’m sorry for springing this on you, and you’re probablystressed too because you had to save me, and…”

You press a kiss to Asahi’s lips, holding it for a fewseconds, and then separate. “Asahi, I love you, too.”

hey y’all. i’m a new admin here and ig i’ll introduce myself???

i’m canadian, eh. i’m smol but actually really sociable despite how unenthusiastic this post sounds. i’m just a lil high schooler but already operating on .2 hours of sleep/night so i’ll always be available one way or another :^)

i know this might be a little random but i feel like i still have space to fill in so i’m hella interested in hogwarts rn because (for those who know), nineteen years has just passed since the last harry potter scene and his kids are just starting hogwarts

i’m pretty knowledgeable in a bunch of things so hit me up any time 

Tetsu was staring at the field while reflecting back on the practice and he saw someone approaching him. Yuu was smiling as she gave him a drink, so he smiled back.

“Thank you very much for the drink.” He took it and drank the fresh water; just what he needed after practice. Yuu then asked playfully about whose birthday is it today.

Furuya slightly nodded to Ruby’s words and the two of them stretched for a while after sitting for at least two hours. Furuya and Ruby returned the book to where it belonged and they head out from the library along with the book Ruby needed to check out.

Ruby reassured Furuya that he could still see polar bears in the future was one thing but… her pecking his cheek was new. As Ruby went back to sleep, Furuya felt a little bit nervous. That was only natural; no one had done that to him before. Nevertheless, he kept his cool to not disturb the girl that was resting on his shoulder.

Furuya listened to the sound of rain and it sounded like it was not raining as hard as before. …I might still catch a cold though, he thought. Knowing that he couldn’t do anything about the weather, he carefully took the book Ruby and he were reading earlier to his lap. He immersed himself to the lives of the animals living on the icy parts of the world.

…

“I’m okay.” As Ruby mentioned Svalbard before, he pondered about how it would look like. An icy place with mountains, with some parts of the archipelago being a tundra. Ruby suddenly cuddled his arms, surprising him a bit. Furuya looked at Ruby, who looked tired and sleepy, and decided to not to move.

The library was silent and all he could hear was the sound of the rain and the sound of people flipping through pages of books. His mind wander further about Svalbard and somehow remembered reading about climate change in the Arctic region.