#sougre

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[   🦈 ] —   Rin blinked as his best friend passed by him while feeling something being put in his pants. He frowned, thinking if Sousuke did a prank on him again, he was going to regret it.

But then his comment made him think again and he searched for what it was. Taking out an envelope with the 'Happy Birthday, Rin', the redhead then realized his best friend hadn't forgotten his birthday. He sniffed, totally not crying mind you so shut up.

"Thanks, Sousuke!!"

MIZUHARU ASKED: A stray Haru is found asleep sitting in front of Sousuke's door.

Grabbing his keys off the table, he turned towards the door about to head out. Extending his arm forward to grip his hand around the door knob, Sousuke pulled the door open and stepped forward and through threshold only to come to a sudden stop. “What the?–”Balancing against his toes he reached out to slam his palms into the door frame attempting to keep his balance and not step on the sleeping swimmer. Teal orbs shifted to fall upon the sleeping form of the dolphin, both brows raised and then furrowed shortly after. A heavy breath escaped his lips as he stepped back enough, and lifted his foot to tuck against the other teen’s ribs in an attempt to shift him a bit. “Hey- Get up.” Not the most welcoming of wake up calls, but nearly tripping over someone and falling flat on his face was also not a nice thought first thing in the morning. Squinting at the still form, the lanky man dropped down to a squatting position, hesitantly reaching a hand out to rest upon his shoulder, giving a little shake to his body.

“Nanase, wake the hell up—”

Sleeping in this position had been uncomfortable to say the least. Haru was used to getting a good night of sleep and waking up early in the morning, but that was when he had access to an actual bed. The previous night he had wandered the streets like a lost stray until he eventually wound up at a familiar doorstep, where he’d passed out thinking that Sousuke wasn’t home yet.

Now he slowly came to at being shaken awake by a strong hand on his shoulder.

He produced some noncommittal sounds before finally coming to enough to recognize the face looking at him.

   It had been some odd hours of the night and many people on the street had already shut their lights off for the evening. Kisumi hadn’t slept a wink, having been too excited that his birthday was that day. He would stay up all twenty four hours to make the day worth while. After all, it was his day. What better way to spend it then with some convenience store chocolate muffins and a pint of ice cream? 

   A better question would be: what better say to spend it than by bothering Sousuke to eat all the treats with him? 

Masaomi was holding Sousuke’s feet while the other was doing morning situps on the floor, quizzically being reminded that his friend was an athlete now. A full-fledged one.

   He didn’t know how long he was standing at the front gates of Samezuka. It was his final year as a student before the idea of University would cross his mind. His stomach squeezed at the thought of being somewhere completely new -- somewhere far from what he knew was home. His hand had gripped so tightly on the strap of his bag that his knuckles turned white. 

   And once Yuuri inhaled, he was almost too afraid to let it back out. It wasn’t that Samezuka was creepy or daunting, but Yuuri didn’t know how well he could fester among a population of students that have been going to school with each other since the beginning. The Tottori prefecture had some clear differences from Saga, but they were both country side and so close to the beach. His mother insisted that if he closed his eyes and listened to the ocean, he would know it was still home. 

   But this wasn’t home.    This school wasn’t home.    The ice was his home. 

   It was the ice that brought him here, after all. A coach from the area recruited him and insisted that this area would do him better than back home. It wasn’t that Yuuri was a stranger to ice skating competitions either. He had ranked in the junior divisions as one of the highest in the country and would soon excel to the next level. Within the next five years, he planned to get the gold at the Grand Prix final. 

    That would have to wait. His concern now was to get past the gates and actually go to his class. Yuuri bit down on his pride and pressed past the gates and followed the crumpled up school map in his hand to his class. He imagined that from there, another student would offer to show him around -- surely the boys here had the decency to do so. 

Ok, just like I promised, here are some tags for you guys. ty for shipping with me ;3;

i know there are more ppl but cant remember atm, pls let me know if you want one. will get to those replies today too

ᵐºʳⁿ'ⁿᵍ ʷ'ᵗʰºᵘᵗ ʸºᵘ 'ˢ ᵃ ᵈʷ'ⁿᵈˡᵉᵈ ᵈᵃʷⁿ [ rinxmisha ] - @miann-mhor

ᵏ'ˢˢ ᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ʸºᵘ ʷ'ˡˡ ˢᵉᵉ ʰºʷ 'ᵐᵖºʳᵗᵃⁿᵗ ' ᵃᵐ [ rinxrei ] - @detective-ryugazaki

ˡºᵛᵉ 'ˢ fʳ'ᵉⁿᵈˢʰ'ᵖ ˢᵉᵗ ºⁿ f'ʳᵉ [ rinxharu ] - @harukalovestoswim

ʸºᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐʸ ᵗºᵈᵃʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃˡˡ ºf ᵐʸ ᵗºᵐºʳʳºʷˢ [ rinxharuka ]    @probably-not-haru

' ᵃᵐ ᵃ ʳºᵐᵃⁿᵗ'ͨ fººˡ, ⁿº ᵈºᵘᵇᵗ ᵃᵇºᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ [ rinxmakoto ] - @fearbehindasmile

ʸºᵘʳᵉ ˢᵐ'ˡᵉ ͨʰᵃⁿᵍᵉˢ ᵐʸ ʷºʳˡᵈ [ rinxmako ]      @totally-not-a-makoto-blog

' ˡºᵛᵉ ᵇᵉ'ⁿᵍ ºⁿᵉ ʰᵃˡf ºf ᵃ ʳºᵐᵃⁿᵗ'ͨ ͨºᵘᵖˡᵉ [ rinxsousuke ] - @sougre

''ᵐ ᵃ ʰºᵖᵉˡᵉˢˢ ʳºᵐᵃⁿᵗ'ͨ ʷ'ᵗʰ ᵃ ᵈ'ʳᵗʸ ᵐ'ⁿᵈ [ rinxrai ] - @raimpire

ᵇᵗʷ 'ᵐ ʷᵉᵃʳ'ⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵐ'ˡᵉ ʸºᵘ ᵍᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ [ rinxnagisa ]    @rosy-nagisa

 ' ˡºᵛᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ fᵉᵉˡ'ⁿᵍ ' ᵍᵉᵗ ʷʰᵉⁿ ' ˢᵉᵉ ʸºᵘʳ ˢᵐ'ˡᵉ [ rinxchris ]    @itschrissenpai

                               —— » [ @sougre ].

♒ — It was yet another awful day Rin had to endure. But he did the best he could despite how horrible he felt, and there was no way he was going to let it show once he got home to Lauren and Russell. No way, those two been nothing but supportive and encouraging, making sure he was at home, cooking him his favorite foods, buying him things and helping with whatever he needed.

He did appreciate their love, and support and consideration; but it wasn’t the same. He missed his mom and sister. He missed his friends back home. And he missed Sousuke most of all.

His best friend who was always there for him, even though he acted like a totally butt sometimes but Sousuke never left his side.

And being so far away from him was so tough too. He didn’t have anyone to play with (other than Winnie, but she doesn’t count), no one to talk to or anything. Sure, he talked to a few kids in school, and some at the swimming practice…but it wasn’t he same and it made him really sad.

Leaving school and heading home, Rin contemplated again if coming here was such a good idea. There were lots of great swimming schools and centers back in Japan, and he would be with his friends. But he knew that coming here was a great opportunity that not many will get in their life, so he had to be grateful for it too.

Reaching home, he smiled happily at his stay at home parents, talked with them for a little bit before heading to his room. God, he hated lying to them but he didn’t want them to worry about him.

He sat by his desk, getting ready to study when he noticed an envelope on the surface. His eyes lit up when he saw who its from and quickly grabbed for it. Homework could wait.

Rin immediately ripped the envelope and took out the letter. His little gaze scanned the words, reading it over and over…and with each time he read it, tears formed in his eyes. He sniffled, but he held a large grin and all the horrible feelings he was having earlier, momentarily disappeared as he read Sousuke’s letter.

It wasn’t a long letter, and it was just so simple…but so Sousuke. And if that butthead thought he didn’t understand the last three words despite the scratching over them, he was stupid.

He sighed, a longing gave over his features as his tears slowly fell.

             “Dummy, I miss you too.”

He should write him a letter too, but not right now…he had homework and Lauren was calling him for dinner.

                                        —— » [ @sougre ] 

♒ — Twitch. “Oi, oi…get off me, you big oaf!”