Earl grey tea for Shouji please 💖🍵
I am so sorry it took me this long to get out!
Earl grey tea - how did they court their s/o?
Confessions
Shouji Mezou x GN!Reader Fluff, romance, little bit of angst 💌 409 words
He was a nervous, self conscious wreck. He had liked you for what felt like forever, and yet he couldn’t get himself to say anything. The fear of getting friend-zoned was too strong. He knew that he wasn’t the standard pretty guy, he knew that some people found him scary or downright ugly. He wanted to tell you how he felt, he craved your acceptance of who he was, but… he didn’t want to risk being referred to as a ‘monster.’ Not again. And especially not by you.
So he’d decided to keep everything subtle. If he ever sensed that you needed help with something - be that schoolwork, training, or just having someone to talk to - he made sure to let you know that he would always be there for you. And he relished in your smile when you thanked him.
When he’d first met you, he’d quickly picked up on what your favourite snacks and treats were, as he had with all of his friends. He’d grown into liking most of them because they reminded him of time spent together with you. And he made sure to always keep some on hand, just in case you’d drop by.
One day, everything came tumbling out. The two of you were in his room, studying. You let out an irritated groan, making Shouji look up from his book.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“It’s these stupid equations! I can’t make heads or tails of them!” you said, while cradling your head in your hands.
Shouji just stared at you. Despite your frustration, you looked so adorable. He wanted to do anything to cheer you up.
“Willyougooutwithme?” The jumbled words were out before he really knew what he was saying.
“What was that?” you asked, your head now resting on your arms, crossed over your math book.
Shouji let out a small, frustrated noise. He hadn’t meant to ask you out like that. He hadn’t meant to ask you out at all. But now that the words had slipped, he might as well continue. Hopefully his feelings would die out once he was well established in the friend-zone.
Clearing his throat while looking away so he wouldn’t have to see your reaction, he said. “I like you. Will you go out with me?”
And because he was looking at anything but you, he didn’t see the bright, happy smile that blossomed on your face.
“Sure,” you replied, “and I like you, too.”
