'trauma simply adds ✨flavour✨' shut the fuck up
also i got told by an american to get help coz im british i hate people
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"Alright, my friend's gonna be here any time soon," Kaz informs me, handing me his freshly used hairbrush.
We're both sat in front of the body length mirror in my room, getting ready for the arrival of Kaz's mystery friend. I toss my newly conditioned wavy hair past my shoulder and comb it with the brush, feeling my silky locks run through the bristles smoothly.
"D'you want me to do your plait? Hey! We should totally do each others!" he suggests, shuffling round to face me. I nod enthusiastically and swivel around and our knees brush each other. He grabs a thick strand of my red hair.
I pick a lock of his hair and split it in three sections, weaving them in and out in the correct pattern, being sure not to mess it up. My hands tremble and I hold the completed, short plait between two of my fingers, while I grab a small hair tie, securing the plait with it.
A knock is heard from the door and Kaz ties my plait before shooting up to his feet. "Hey, that should be him," he states, holding his hand out for me to grab. "By the way, he knows you're here. Don't worry."
I tuck my hand into his palm and use it to help myself up, grinning at him gratefully. We leave my room and walk down the red carpeted hallway, and we split paths as I head into the living room and he heads to the door. I enter the cosy room and sink into the leather sofa.
Pulling my beanie over my head, I hear the front door open and another, somewhat recognisable male voice begins to speak. I try my best to recognise the voice, but I can't seem to. Ah, I can't wait to meet this person.
"Come in here, meet my childhood best friend," Kaz's voice speaks from the other side of the door.
The door suddenly swings open and I turn around, ready to greet this friend of Kazuichi's.
But little do I know we've already met.
The guy with grey hair and the purple scarf saunters through the door, and as soon as his eyes hit me, he gasps overdramatically, his two toned eyes widening and he jolts back in shock. I just stare at him, eyes wide, speechless. Kaz looks at the two of us in confusion, his gaze switching between us.
"Hey! What's with you two?!" he whines, scratching his head. "Uhhh, Koko, this is Gundham Tanaka, and Gundham this is Yaeko Jinnouchi, the Ultimate Outfit Creator."
Gundham folds his arms and relaxes and I sigh and sit up.
"It appears we have met before today," Gundham explains to Kaz.
"Who-hoa! You could'a told me about that, Koko!" Kaz shrieks, his face painted with shock.
"Well I didn't know he was your best friend!" I sulk.
"Anyways, how'd you know each other?"
"So uh...when I ran away from Kyoto, I ran into him on the street. I found one of his hamsters-"
"-dark devas, fool."
"Sorry- dark devas and he came over, we started talking then he game me directions to this place," I explain.
"Indeed, that is the tale of our meeting," Gundham slurs, speaking in his usual drawn out tone.
Kaz shrugs and smiles in glee. "Well this isn't as awkward as I thought it'd be, so I'm glad!"
"So...uh...Tanaka-kun....friends?" I ask quietly, holding my hand out in hope for a handshake of some sort.
"I suppose I shall be happy to be deemed your acquaintance as you are a lifetime friend of Kazuichi's," he mutters. "And I do not partake in physical contact."
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Blush- Gundham Tanaka x OC
Fiksi Penggemar"Once he's finished, he re-zips the onesie up and envelops me in a tight embrace. "I will never allow anyone to even lay a finger on you ever again," he states. He allows me to rest in his chest, curled up like a small cat of some sort. My heart rac...