❝ 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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"I'M JUST CONFUSED as to why you didn't invite me to this concert!" shishido grumbled. she'd been complaining all day, and one you began getting ready, it only got worse bc she realized you weren't lying. "like—you're actually seeing avenge the dandelions without me..."
you sighed, shaking your head. "you didn't even know them until like two weeks ago," you yelled at her from your bedroom as she paced around the apartment building.
"yeah, when spotify introduced me to this amazing band. i listened to all their albums in one sitting! i think im qualified to go!" she grumbled.
"i never said you weren't qualified, shi," you laughed. "one of my best friends leads the band and we—hirai, tendou, and i—haven't seen him in two years. and hirai only gave me one extra ticket, so how could i not take tendou?"
"oh." she said it like she just had an epiphany. all of a sudden, she was all relaxed, as if she hadn't been complaining like a toddler just seconds ago. "well, you could've just said that," she rolled her eyes.
"i did tell you! multiple, multiple times!" you exclaimed, ready to run out there and knock her upside the head. "i wasn't the one dragging it—" you were interrupted by a knock on the front door.
almost immediately, you heard shishido's voice echo, "i'll get it!" sighing, you turned back to the mirror only to hear her yell, "NO, I DON'T WANNA BUY A BOX OF INSTANT UNDERWEAR!!"
unable to help it, you burst of laughing, making it hard to fluff your hair. "do i wanna know?" you asked.
"stupid salesmen," she spat. and you could hear her groans as she plopped down on the sofa and turned on the tv.
