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Request and idea by: @KkALORIN
Aye look who's doing their requests for once hehe~
I'll work on a wakasa smut soon
Also I may have rushed the beginning of this chapter so I apologize
Btw look how fine mf-ing Mitsuya looks
No warnings
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"Ne y/n-san." The blonde boy put a arm around you as if he was taller than you.
"Hm?" You hum getting used to his shenanigans.
"Can you and Mitsuya fix me and ken-chins uniforms~" you let out a sigh shaking your head in disappointment.
"Again? I fixed it yesterday." Mikey chuckles nervously.
"hehe sorry, Shinichiro tried to fix it but he couldn't." You giggled at the thought of shin using a sowing machine then failing.
"sure sure Mikey just be careful okay?" You were constantly worried for your friends as they were in a gang, sure you would join sometimes out of pure boredom but after a near death experience Mikey has banned you from fighting.
"Thank youuu" he hands his uniform thst has hiding in his other hand, you observed it seeing all the stitching that needed to be done.
"Wheres drakens?" You asks realizing there was more than one that needed to be fixed. Mikey raises his hand and point somewhere in front of the both of you. Your gaze follows his hand to where he was pointing.
"Draken hand me your uniform. You guys owe me." You groan at all the rips and tears.
"What happened to 'how are you?' 'Hello?' " Draken flicks your forehead annoyingly. You rubbed your forehead pouting at the tall boy.
"You know what get shin to fix it." You hand his uniform back at him annoyed. You kept walking forward to your school where Mitsuya was at.
"Y/n I was kidding - oi where are you going?!" He chased after you then handed you something.
"God there- Mikey told me to pick up something for you." In your hand there was (favorite snack). You couldn't help but smile.
"Thanks but stop with the forehead flicking. Ah shi-shoot I got to go-!" Grabbing his uniform you quickly wave goodbye at the two boys before running off.
The fall leaves crunched under your shoes as you ran. The chilly wind blew cool air on your features, causing your nose and cheeks to flush. Your skirt flew freely in the wind as you ran, all you could do was pray that you weren't flashing people.
