#screams softly

druck | Kieu My/Fatou | 25k words

Summary:

“Do you want to get out of here?”

The words tingled on Kieu My's tongue, in her lungs. Like her whole body had been struck with something unreal.

Fatou grinned; and her skin grew hotter.

Like staring at the sun.

“Funny,” Fatou said. “I was going to say the same exact thing.”

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It's a quiet and lonely summer night for Kieu My. Then she runs into Fatou outside the building they both live in, and suddenly it's not. Or: an AU in which Fatou and Kieu My's paths don't quite cross until the summer before university.

Fic:

It was half past seven on an early summer evening, which meant it was still light and still unbearably hot outside. It was better than being inside, though. Inside was too quiet - too stagnant. Standing on the corner of the street outside her building didn’t change that Kieu My had no plans this Friday night or that everyone, even her parents, had left her alone today. But at least with the hum of the vibrant city pressing in on her and the warmth of the evening sun on her skin she could convince herself that something was happening to someone, somewhere out there.

(It was nice to pretend that thought was enough, if only for a little while.)

“That’s quite the offer. What’s in that exchange for me, hm?”

           If there was one thing ( among many ) that growing up with and around yakuza affairs taught her, it was how to spot and recognize someone that didn’t want to be noticed. Even with her right eye covered with a black patch, it’s not hard to see a man trying to sink into a corner— gathering of selected people be damned. His behavior catches her interest, as plain as it is, like a predator watching her prey before deciding if it’s worth it to pounce.

            But she can wait until there are less eyes on both of them— she was a patient creature.

            The next hour drags on with the political speak and mocked niceties that had long become a normal part of the ivorette’s life. She was her father’s only heir, after all, and she’d had to familiarize herself with such proceedings years ago. This didn’t stop her from occasionally glancing into that dimly lit corner— but her curious spectacle never once seemed to do anything more than shift in his seat.

            It’s only when the gathering is almost completely disbanded that the heiress slips away, silently trailing her target with intent until he’s wondered into a quieter area away from prying eyes and pricked ears. Nigh ghostly appearance is enough to cause quite a start as she seems to simply appear in front of his down-turned gaze.

@cremationtm​ :  “Why are you being so nice to me?” BABY TOYA

   “  why not ?  “  there’s noise coming from outside the alley they are in ,  and the man’s voice is quiet ;  for only the kid beside him to hear ( and the sight breaks his heart ever so slightly --- but it’s a clear reminder of why he became a hero in the first place ) .  backs are  against the wall as they sit down on the ground eating ,  and the cap and sunglasses he wears prevent from prying eyes to recognize him --- all might --- and even if he wasn’t in duty ,  well ;  he was .

   not that he would mind it usually ,  but right now ?  peace and quiet sounded nice .

   he takes a bite from the sandwich he got for himself ,  before eventually looking at the young boy beside him and smiling the best he can .  toshinori hopes he likes the one he got for him .  “  it’s not hard being nice to someone ,  you know ?  that’s why i always try to be .  “  to everyone he comes across ,  his presence usually giving anyone hope to keep going .

it is actually. really hard for me to make friends I actually wanna be around frequently so I usually have a max of 4 people I talk to regularly. I used to have people I’d play games with but now everyone has jobs or just like.... their own priorities basically.

I had an intake appointment for case management and the lady asked if I had trouble making friends or whatever and I said no because it’s not something I really thought about, I said “I’m not a very social person” but I actually super am so idk why I said that at all.

idk gaming is the thing i usually make friends through but since I don’t have income I can’t really keep to date, and because I’m not cis not straight and not nt that kinda limits my pool of potential friends. a lot of hobbies in general are just? so expensive? but that’s also how you make friends. it feels like every way you make friends you need money for. even just going to a bar is expensive and for someone like me could be dangerous so I just... won’t.

I’m in several discord servers but I just don’t click with people. I don’t relate to people usually. I can make passive conversation and I’m sure people think I’m likeable enough but I just don’t relate! I don’t relate to most people and it sucks n its a cocktail of my brain problems and just social problems generally

I wanna make friends but most people I meet feel.... unappealing. that sounds mean but that’s just how it feels. maybe it’s bc I’ve been extremely depressed, idk. I can usually manage but tonight it’s hitting hard.