❝ want me to kiss it better? ❞
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┆in which y/n meets the esoteric boy
┆that used to doodle on her in class years
┆later at his tattoo parlor
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tendou satori x black/hispanic (fem) reader
est. 050821
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09
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"OH MY GOSH, i'm gonna be late!" you yelled to nobody in particular, skidding to a stop at the mirror in the hallway. you stared at yourself for a moment—your frizzy curls protruding from places they shouldn't—and groaned.
"what's the occasion?" you jumped at the sound of the voice, a hand habitually flying to your heart.
"jeez, shishido, stop creeping!" you chided while flattening your hair into a low bun, a hair tie nestled between your teeth.
"what? i was literally here before you were!" you turned to look at your high school—and now present—roommate and shook your head.
after graduating, you didn't know whether or not you wanted to stay with your parents, and seeing so many other students branch out and get their own place made you want to do the same. since money was too tight for you to get your own apartment, shishido, being the angel she is, offered to share a living space with you.
of course, you couldn't pass up the offer, it was a damn good one. you wouldn't have to deal with new annoying roommates that you weren't acquainted with or continue living with your nagging parents.
"i have an important meeting in a few minutes that i am very late for so i do not have time for your games!" you scolded, continuing to toy with your hair.
shishido threw her hands up, scoffing incredulously, "i didn't, even so, anything!" she shook her head, "where are you going anyway?"
"to the tattoo parlor for my consultation appointment, i told you!"
"no you did— forget it," she sighed, "aren't you supposed to be leaving right now?" the girl stirred her coffee around with her finger, her nail grazing the ice cubes.
