jikari okane oneshots

jiakru ur such a stupud idiot

Jikari stared at his ceiling, smiling to himself. His mind was occupied with thoughts of him and Edith.

Jikari had never had a crush, or fallen in love, but he knew he felt *something* for Edith. He understood that Edith gave him a little fluttery feeling in his stomach. He knew sometimes he wanted to be intimate with Edith.

He didn't really know what intimate meant, but the idea of being close to Edith, and it just being them together. He knew he wanted to be closer with Edith, physically or emotionally, he just wanted to be with him.

He adjusted himself, moving his pillow into between his arms, holding it. Jikari continued to hold the pillow close to his chest, hoping it was Edith, even if he knew it was just a pillow.

Jikari never really thought about if he had mutual feelings. He tried to live in his own little dream world, where Edith did have mutual feelings. He tried not to look too deep into ediths actions, he didn't want to get his hopes up.

He flipped over in his bed, thankful that it was finally quiet in his house. Jikari felt slightly cold, but didn't mind it, he preferred being cold rather than being hot. He smiled to himself thinking about how Edith would react to the cold.

He tended to link things back to Edith, especially when he was alone. A lot of things reminded him of Edith, and he didn't mind it, he loved thinking about Edith.

He continued staring into his room, noticing how he needed to clean it. It was sometime early in the morning, Jikari didn't really know.

He tightened his grip on the pillow, burying his face into it. Jikari slowly began to grow more and more tired, eventually drifting off to sleep.