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I HAVEN'T POSTED IN LIKE- SEVERAL MONTHS I APOLOGIZEKJASNFKJNSFKJDN
Here's some fluff to make up('・` )♡
Semi POV
It was a warm Saturday afternoon, my bedroom window was cracked open. I had my earbuds in, my playlist blaring while I looked up the guitar chords of "Burning Pile" by Mother Mother on my phone. I was about to pick up my guitar when I got a text from... Shirabu?!
Why would he be texting me of all people?
Shirabuuu
Hey Semi-sanI furrowed my eyebrows at the text, wondering why he had texted me.
Me
Uhh hi?Shirabuuu
Idiot, why'd you put a question markMe
Shira- why did you text me
Do you need smthShirabuuu
Uhh
Kinda?Me
Is that a yes or a noShirabuuu
...a yesI sighed, my fingers swiftly gliding across the digital keyboard.
Me
What do you needShirabuuu
uhm
WellllMe
Just spit it out, Shirabu.Shirabuuu
Fine fine
So like
Can I go over to your houseI blinked, reading the message over a couple times. Shirabu, the salty kouhai Shirabu Kenjirou, asked to come over to my house?
Me
Uhm yeah sure?
But uh, why?Shirabuuu
Idk I'm just bored igMe
Ok
You can come over wheneverShirabuuu
K thanksI put my phone down, slightly dazed. As I was pondering what had just happened, I heard the doorbell ring.
I rushed down the hall, opening the door to reveal a slightly flustered Shirabu. "Uh, h-hi."
I stepped to the side, making room for him to go through the door. "Come in."
He quickly nodded before coming into my house, awkwardly placing his bags down on the ground next to the door. I waited till he set his bags down before asking, "So.. what do you wanna do?"
"I dunno." A light blush dusted his cheeks, which I found oddly... cute.
"Ok, then are you fine with watching a movie?"
"Sure."
I gestured for him to follow me, and I lead him to my bedroom. He looked around, scanning my music corner (including several lp records, my guitar, my microphone, and keyboard), makeshift vanity (a table with a mirror on top, all stained with liquid eyeliner), and the mass amounts of sweaters and shirts piled in the corner because I was too lazy to use my laundry bin. (me lmao)
"You should really clean your room, Semi-san."
"Wow, thanks."
I pulled my laptop out of my book-bag, hopping on the bed. I patted the spot next to me, gesturing for Shirabu to take the spot next to me. I felt the bed sink down beside me as I opened my computer. His shoulders brushed mine, which I felt my face heat up at.
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SEMISHIRA ONESHOTS
FanfictionUh hi- this is just a bunch of plots i was too lazy to turn into books- shit ton of angst. Like a shit ton, i'm a sadist. REQUESTS OPEN, if ya wanna request smth, please do im not good at coming up with plots- THIS SHIT SHOW WILL INCLUDE: -FLUFF M...