𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 ⁜ 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

𝑈𝑧𝑢𝑖 𝑇𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑛 ~ 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑡

𝙐𝙯𝙪𝙞 𝙏𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙣 𝙭 𝙛𝙚𝙢 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝙃𝙞𝙜𝙝 𝙨𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙖𝙪

𝘾𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧: 102/100

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oh the sun. the fucking ball of yellow shit that hung in the sky as if it was some mighty being. i don't know about you, but y/n despised it with every inch of her being.

the way it made her sweat buckets, and the way it made her dehydrated as a dog that ran a thousand laps, made her wish it never existed.

but maybe, then again, the resentment should have been directed towards herself, for she was the one who so stupidly forgot her water bottle.

her throat was dry, and she knew her cheeks were flushed from the unnecessary heat. her white shirt had become drenched with sweat, turning it ever so slightly see-through.

yeah, screw the sun, and screw the lack of water.

as she walked back from the basketball court, — where she had played a game with her friends during sports period — she spotted Uzui sprinting to the canteen with his rowdy friends. he carried in his muscular hands a at least 1.5 litre water bottle.

now, here's the thing. uzui wasn't just uzui to y/n. he was her — and she reluctantly admitted — crush of almost two years. the man kept going on about flamboyance, and y/n agreed that it was his most prominent trait. the elegant yet simple tattoo over his eye was alluring to her. so was his strength and confidence. god damn, he was sure as shit her type. but, sadly, they're relationship status was still stuck at "friends."

"yo,uzui," called y/n as she brisk walked up to him. sure as shit she wasn't gonna waste her energy running. uzui gestured for his dudes to go on ahead without him while he halted his footsteps, waiting for y/n to catch up to him.

"yo, y/n. you seem like you've been though hell and worse. what the fuck happened?" he enquired, referring to her shirt, that was plastered to her body, as well as he dog-tired state. y/n didn't miss his glance down to her bust. he was a little bit of a pervert, admittedly. the flirtatious type, one could say, but that was attractive to her. a boy that most girls would want, and she wanted to swipe him from right under their noses. that, and she was also simply infatuated. surely, for a girl like her that boys were after, that would prove not to be so difficult?

"the sun is a bitch, and i'm thirsty. fancy going up to class and getting me my water bottle?" she responded dryly.

now, uzui didn't know what in hell took over him in that moment. boldness? the desire for her? the least bit of contact even in the most indirect manner? or her see-through shirt that reeled him in? nah, not that, he didn't like her for just that.

oh, did i not mention it? uzui likes y/n too.

appearance was a contributing factor, yes. but personality was also an astounding trait of the girl. she was the type that was a lil ray of sunshine that was sweet and friendly. but once you piss her off, you'll never see the light of day again. feisty, you could say. she was popular, too, to say the least. her happy-go-lucky outlook on life, as well as her ability to absolutely flame anybody and everybody, seemed to draw every member of the male species in. uzui was competing with them, and he wanted to steal the girl they wanted a piece off. of course, just like for y/n, he wanted her also because he loved her like fucking hell.

anyway, back to the conversation.

"why go take yours? just drink from mine," he said nonchalantly. he wore a poker face, which he used to hide his underlying embarrassment at his comment.

y/n, too, could feel the rush of pink coming to her cheeks. if they were pink-ish before due to the scorching heat, they were full on crimson red at the moment.

it's just sharing the same water, lovesick idiots.

that's what most may think. but hey, when you love someone to the moon and back yet cant bring yourself to say it, something as small as an indirect kiss sends your mind into a short-circuit pretty damn easily.

though she was struggling to formulate an answer, y/n managed to choke out, "y-yEah.. thanks."

uzui smirked slightly despite the pink tinting his cheeks. upon seeing this, the girl elaborated, "i'm just really fucking thirsty."

she unscrewed the top of the water bottle, and uzui watched as she chugged its contents ecstatically.

as she focused on the cool liquid quenching her thirst, one of uzui's friends walked past casually, his hands tucked in his pockets. he pretended to be simply strolling by, though he looked much too pretentious.

"indirect kiss~" he cooed in a sing-song voice.

y/n and uzui felt the blood rush to their faces. fuck, why did the bastard have to say it out loud? they both knew it, sure, but to have it emphasised on sucked. but, it seemed to push uzui to do what he so desired.

"why does it have to be an indirect kiss, though, y/n?" he questioned genuinely, though his eyes held mischief and playfulness.

what came over him? no one knew. but it was good, wasn't it? the surge of confidence? well of fucking course, he got to confess. pfft, he was confident in anything other than his skills with y/n. but hey, it was out in the open now. pretty obviously, he liked her.

"i.. uh.. what now??" y/n stuttered, and i shit you not, every inch of exposed skin on her face was a deep red hue. "what do you mean uzui??" clearly, speaking in elevated circumstances wasn't her stronghold.

"do you want me to just show you?" he asked, the cocky smirk only growing.

y/n remained quiet, but her eyes were filled with the desire to say yes. euphoria was her predominant emotion at that moment; she longed to have him to herself, and vise versa.

uzui didn't give her a chance to reply, instead, he leaned in, pressing his lips to hers. it was slow and drawn out, not rushed in any way. clearly, he wished to savour the sensation, just as she did. mind you, they were in the middle of a school canteen, so people watched. did they give half a shit? of course not. it got more heated, with both parties deepening the kiss by having their hands on each others neck or waist. uzui's right hand rested on y/n's hip, and his free hand raked through her h/c locks, y/n had her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers pressing against his neck.

when they separated, quite the crowd had gathered around them. god it was heated and they were embarrassed to say the least, but still, they were elated.

"y/n, be my girlfriend. nothing needs to be indirect anymore~" uzui smirked.

"love ya too. sure." she replied with a grin.

goal achieved, for both of them.

the urge to steal the other for themselves was fulfilled.

the yearning for the other was satisfied.

but hey, all their kisses could be direct.

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died writing this

also y'all watched mugen train?? akaza hot as shit i'm sorry