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Chazz  was panicking more now than before.His face tinted red he was blushing at the fact he gone though with this. But acting stubborn still he trying glaring at Aster. trying to find his voice. "It was nothing!” he attempted to get out of this with a weak lie..

“Ju-just  a stupid dare?” He replied hoping that was the talk done. Moving his arm to try shaking the hold from the pro grip.It really hadn’t been a dare or well he could have refused but here he was now after kissing the other cheek..lips.

@lumitrs​ said: “I’m not saying I don’t believe you, I’m just saying I don’t see anything.” - hiei c: || Meme

“That’s ‘cause you gotta wait a minute before it starts up again. Just keep lookin’, alright?” Yusuke says, sneaking a peek at Hiei to ensure he’s listening before directing his own gaze back to the sky. 

He never woulda expected Hiei hadn’t seen fireworks before, but he guesses it makes sense. He’s not exactly an expert in Human World stuff, no matter how common a thing it is. Thus, his alertness when he heard the first explosion overhead, eyes widening just so and searching as if he expected someone to be holding a gun nearby had been pretty hilarious.

Not that Yusuke just left him hanging. Who knows, maybe once he sees what’s really going on, Hiei will like this kinda thing?

It takes its sweet time, but eventually, another firework shoots into the sky, an brilliant explosion of gold bursting above them. Yusuke grins, wide and bright. “See? Cool, huh? Bet you feel pretty stupid for worryin’ about it now!”

“Oh.... Do I?” Automatically, Sucrose straightened herself, seemingly trying to dispel any worry her appearance might’ve caused but that only layered another pound of stress on her shoulders. When was the last time she took a break? Might’ve been a few days by now but.... She very well couldn’t let Amber know that, could she? Speaking of... Amber’s raised arms, waiting to engulf her in the hug she mentioned, made Sucrose pause. 

“Ah, th-there’s no need for that, really! But, thank you. You’re... kind.” Stumbling over her words wasn’t exactly a rare occurrence, neither was the feeling of awkwardness that settled over her every time she opened her mouth. Simply put, she didn’t know how to respond to worry but silently accepting the hug hadn’t seemed to cross her mind either. Well, now it did but it was too late for that, wasn’t it? She already made things weird... Ah, this is why she didn’t go out often! Being faced with situations like this made her fidget. Ears flickered up in a fretful manner despite her best efforts to keep them still, deflating back into the state Amber first found her in. 

‘It’s just work is all... My latest experiment hadn’t turned out the way it was supposed to but... That’s trial and error, you know.”

 he had been a vicious creature, a cold one. and he still was - he was still a fox that preferred to play with his food before devouring it, a practice that was evident during the early years of when he had run with the spirit world’s detective. 

 the kindness of shuichi had always hid his cold savagery, and for a while he thought he had it hidden. but hiei had known. he had always known, since the day they met when his human prison was only fourteen. hiei had seen through the act, the soft spoken but calculating boy that had faced off against him without fear, the boy that had dragged him home and healed his wounds without a second thought, it had all been a farce.

 hiei had had him pinned from the beginning and for that, he’s immensely grateful. because for all the imiko’s own savagery, he had a strict honor code and over the time of their friendship, that code had left impressions on kurama, leaving him a far better creature than he had been before.

 he couldn’t - wouldn’t give hiei all the credit, his pride was still much too big for that, but he was willing to give him enough for it. 

 so because of that, because of that sense of respect and responsibility, and small sense of feeling indebted to him, kurama knows he has to be honest, or at least somewhat honest to him. because for all the teasing, the baiting, the jokes, he genuinely respected and cared for the younger youkai, and as much as he enjoyed the reactions of the other, he knew he could do better, that hiei deserved better.

 so, he sets no plan for once, he waits a gentle patience for him to return to the human world and his apartment. the near chaotic workload he balances - human and youkai - keeps him busy enough, that kurama can almost pretend he’s not counting the days. ( but he is. )

 the slow slide of the balcony door opening is a welcomed sound in the quiet of the apartment, and kurama does not perk his head up at the sound. instead, he carries on with pouring tea with calculated patience, waiting for the other to appear in the doorway. 

             Who knew there was a legitimate difference in trash and smack talking? You learn something new everyday, or so Fugo said often. He nods along in agreement, eyes wide as he takes in the information she’s offering up, although he’s pretty sure she could tell him about algebraic equations and he’d listen just so he could...well, listen! She seemed pretty satisfied with her examples, but Narancia taps his chin with one finger as he thought about her statement.

           “Ok, so what about shit talking? What would that sound like?” he asks, because he definitely preferred the term ‘shit talking’, it just sounded more rude and wasn’t that the whole point of trash/smack/shit talking?

          He runs over the two given examples in his head again and then a thought strikes him and he fixes her in a disappointed stare, shoulders slumping and lips turning down in a pouty frown.

@lumitrs​ asked: ❝ My heart no longer felt as if it belonged to me. ❞ hajime to nagito c:

“Ah, well that’s an easy fix, is it not?” Nagito muses, almost wistfully as he scoots himself closer to Hajime, legs crossing in front of him and leaning forward on his elbows. Eyes carefully follow the other’s every movement, Nagito almost too sure the same is being done unto him. Though not even the lucky student couldn’t define their relationship to one another, one thing was for sure - wariness was a given. So he was sure there’d be a hint of resistance once he raised a hand and that’s why Nagito moved in slow. 

Call him what you will, but Nagito could be quite observant. And careful as well. 

Hand connected gently with Hajime’s chest, right over his heart and he needn’t a second to feel the pulse radiating underneath. “Hm...” Nagito hummed, staying like that for a moment, feeling his classmate’s heartbeat before he sat up rather abruptly, a wide-eyed look and almost amazed grin on his face. 

“My, my..... our dear little Hinata......” An airy chuckle slipped out of his lips, Nagito shaking his head slowly. “I thought you were smart. Feel for yourself, why don’t you-” Brows raising, Nagito’s hands immediately shoot towards Hajime’s, closing over them and lifting them back to his chest. “Your heart’s beating rather fast, isn’t it? Inside your chest. I’d say.... that’s as good as evidence as any to prove.... your heart is indeed yours...... am I right?”