FuyuPeko: Dates on the Beach

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Warnings: Language (it's Fuyuhiko, so...), implied make-out scene


Fuyuhiko was nervous, which as a Yakuza heir, was an emotion that he was told to bury deep and eliminate. But, in this case, he couldn't.

He and the rest of his classmates were currently on a trip to Jaberwok Island (which he thought was a stupid name, especially considering that there were multiple islands).

They had been there for about a month now. Fuyuhiko, upon Peko's request, had been attempting to make friends. It wouldn't have gone very well if the painfully colorful Kazuichi hadn't taken him under his wing of friendliness and extroversion, and, luckily for him, that exact scenario took place. By default, Fuyuhiko became friends with Kazuichi's other "best bro", Hajime. So, he was actually doing quite well on the social front.

But, that wasn't what he was nervous about, oh no. He was nervous because he had finally worked up the guts to ask Peko on a date, after a decade of wishing he could express how much she meant to him. While he had already asked her on a date and gotten a positive reply, he now had a little over twenty-four  hours to plan the perfect evening for Peko.

And he was going to ask his friends for advice because he had no idea what to do.

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Fuyuhiko made sure to hide his nerves before knocking on Hajime's cabin door. He would have gone to Kazuichi if he was sure that the mechanic wouldn't freak out and spill oil on him. Anyways, he psyched himself up and knocked on the wooden door.

He heard a thud, followed by a bit of yelling.

After a few seconds of commotion and slight rustling, the door opened to reveal a slightly disheveled Hajime.

Fuyuhiko's amber eyes trailed down to Hajime's chest. "... You look alarmed."

Hajime laughed nervously. "O-oh; do I? I didn't mean-"

Fuyuhiko looked over the brunet's shoulder. "Is that... Komaeda?"

Hajime froze, lookining like Fuyuhiko had just caught him committing treason. "Komaeda-kun? W-why would he be in my ca-"

Nagito promptly rolled out of the closet, along with various other random objects that Hajime had collected over the month that they had been on the island.

Nagito got up quickly, not even bothering to dust himself off. "I... n-need to go!" He exclaimed nervously before crawling out of the cabin window.

"Oi! Na-" Hajime sighed defeatedly. "Okay, yeah, Nagito's here. Or, well, was." He admitted.

"Were you and him... actually, I don't care, right now. I have something to ask you."

Hajime was taken back by the yakuza's unusually level tone, usually he sounded much angrier when he spoke. "Sure... great timing. What's up?" Hajime was sure to add a little sprinkle of sass into his response.

"I..." He forced himself to continue. "I need your help."

That seemed to catch Hajime's attention because of how unusual he sounded. "What do you need?"

Fuyuhiko released a breath. "I need your help planning a date."

Hajime's eyes gradually widened. "With Pekoyama-san?"

Fuyuhiko nodded in confirmation. "I was thinking... since you and Kaz are my 'bros' or some sh*t, that asking was a normal thing to do..."

Hajime smirked at the tiny yakuza's wording. "I'm in. I'm sure Kaz is too, whenever he comes back from his Sonia simping session. When's the date?"

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