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Unfollow me now, this is gonna be the only thing I talk about for the next week. I’ve wanted this for years fuck. What the fuck

Yoho, Ame dayo~! Sorry for the long absence! School, work and the server have been taking up a lot of my time, and honestly I just haven’t been consistent on my writing at all. So for the sake of finishing up the requests on my ask box atm, some of my replies are going to be quite short and light hearted. Heck, some are not even mine! @merumoth  (who is!!! So!!!! Amazing!!!!! please read that with Wataru’s voice They are really kind and they work so hard!) literally wrote this whole thing, I only had two sentences there ghhsfhfhsh. I’m super grateful tho! I’d still be sulking about not having anything to post if it wasn’t for them lol. Thank you so much, Merumeru! And I hope you enjoy anon!

It's 3 in the morning and you haven't been able to sleep, so when the phone buzzes, you are almost grateful for this distraction. You're not so grateful for the contents of the message.

It's just a screenshot of "how to attract a Scorpio man" off a webpage.

[ "In order to seduce the Scorpio man, you will have to make sure to keep an air of mystery around you. With a Scorpio man, it's all about the challenge and about capturing something, so don't make it easy, play hard to get." ]

A second message comes in right after:

[Kaoru:] See, I told you we were totally compatible.

[Y/N:] Stop texting me weird stuff so late at night.

[Y/N:] You don't even know my birthday.

Giving this guy your number was a big mistake.

There you go anon! I’m going through a serious case of Shu brain rot so I really enjoyed working on this 

Shu’s room was unusually quiet when I stepped in; his sewing machine wasn't running, and the music he usually listened to in the name of inspiration wasn't playing now that Valkyrie’s leader was sound asleep on his bed. I closed the door behind me really slowly, scared of making any noise that would disturb his precious resting time, so scarce and necessary these days. The clock on the wall marked there were only a couple minutes left before 7pm rolled by, the time in which I had promised to wake Shu up. I set the tray I was carrying on his bedside table, careful not to knock Mademoiselle over. I poured some coffee on the teacups I had brought with me without taking my eyes of his sleeping form. He wasn’t really a fan of the bitter brevage, but his usual tea just wouldn't do this time. I took a look around the the room; mannequins with outfits in various stages of completion were taking up most of the space, rolls of fabric and pattern papers were scattered on the floor, while his habitually pristine desk was a mess of pins, needles, thread, beads and sketches. There were even some bags belonging to a renowned haberdasher at the foot of his bed, still unopened and intact, like he had just dropped everything and plopped down the second he walked through the door. I couldn’t blame him, though.

In any other circumstance, Shu would’ve never even dared to close his eyes with his bedroom in such a state, but with the amount of deadlines hovering over us, tidiness was the least of his concerns. His constant need for perfection, paired with his unwillingness to let anyone besides Mikachin help, made the creation process a lot slower than it should've been, so he almost always ended up burning out sooner rather than later.

The walls were slowly being painted in gold as the sun made its way down in the sky, it’s rays leaking through the lacey curtains. Shu’s face was also being illuminated, giving him an ethereal look, like he was something more akin to an angel than a mere mortal, even more so than usual. His long eyelashes projecting shadows on his cheekbones, slightly parted lips, porcelain like skin, peaceful expression;it all combined in an exquisite view. To my eyes, Shu was a piece of art himself.

I nervously eyed the clock again, noting it was already a couple minutes past the promised hour. With a heavy sigh, I tugged on his sleeve as gently as I could.

“Shu?” I murmured his name softly.

The pink haired man, a light sleeper by nature, sat up slowly, looking around in a clearly confused state. He stared at me for a couple seconds before he spoke.

“Hm? (L/n)? Is it time already?”

He looked so exhausted, the eyebags were so noticeable on his young face. He seemed so frail, almost like a lost child. Even if it was for what he loved the most, I just couldn’t bring myself to let him up.

“No.” I lied, deciding I’d deal with the consequences afterwards. Shu threw me a questioning look. I didn’t really have time to think of a proper excuse, so I went with the first thing that popped into my head. “I just wanted to ask you something… Can we cuddle?”

He didn’t even reply, plopping back onto the mattress and lifting the sheets up just enough for me to slide in next to him. The action took me by surprise, physical contact was never one of his fortes, but I didn’t question him, climbing onto the bed before he could change his mind. He was out like a light before I could even thank him.