dreaming of you

I'd wait for a lifetime

Just to call you mine

i wrote this for fun, i dont really plan on turning this into a serious series.

pairing: Momo Yaoyozuru & Netsu Kodo (my mha oc)

originally written on may 17 of 2022.
picture above is by janasokja on tumblr.
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Two girls sat on a lavish couch in awkwardness. Momo was a bit nervous of talking to this girl, this girl was called Netsu. She's the daughter of her parent's friends, the Kodo family, both families had pushed them to communicate with each other, to befriend each other. While Momo was very friendly, Netsu was still distant.

Momo felt like she couldn't reach to her, as if she was a thousand miles away from her. But she understood her, she had the patience to keep trying. She tried to see and feel through Netsu, wondering how she felt and saw the world; sympathising with the girl. Netsu was hesitant to this friendship; fearing it could be a trap.

Yes, it was some sort of one-sided friendship. But Momo didnt care, she grew to love Netsu as a person; though she did wonder if it was mutual.

Throughout her daily attempts, Netsu had came out of her shell. It was a rocky, frustrating, slow start to their friendship, yet it was delightful to them atleast.

Two girls sat on the same couch, no awkwardness lingered as both were comfortably discussing mundane things.

"Man, I don't know why you still hang out with me, Momo.. I'm a pretty fucked up person.." Netsu joked.

"Nonsense, Netsu! You're the perfect friend, even though you were one-sided during the earliest years of our friendship, I still loved you! Even now, I love you alot!" Momo hugged her tightly, a warm smile on her lips.

Netsu felt warmth flush in her face from the physical contact. She loved Momo.

Momo is a good person, she has heart, and she's kind. Netsu loved all the things about her, even the things Momo was insecure of.

She doesn't know how Momo calmly dealt with her bullshit, Netsu thought of herself of some asshole who is too insecure to the point her only found confidence was her cockiness and eccentricity. She doesn't mean it, yet her own perception naturally plays out as if it is the real Netsu Kodo.

Netsu was lucky that she was to be called a friend, not just any friend, Momo's best friend.

It's weird-

It's weird how sometimes, she'd feel these odd emotions about Momo. She'd wonder; how it would work between them. How selfish and silly.