do i wanna know? - scaramouche

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(recommended) songs you should listen to while reading this chapter :

i wanna be yours - arctic monkeys

sparks - coldplay

over the moon - the marías

no. 1 party anthem - arctic monkeys

apocalypse - cigarettes after sex

try again - jaehyun

lovesong - beabadoobee

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spotify playlist link (or just search for my user, which is iyangie with an angel devil pfp) :

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/43n0d904STVYtzhgXqq062?si=d7iMoXYJQ12Se8Y2zkzj-g&utm_source=copy-link

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a/n ;

quite a long and romantic chapter 🤭 enjoy !!

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you stood by the bus stop, wearing a few layers of clothes that were enough to just keep you warm but not too warm to make you uncomfortable during the actual concert.

you were standing there, having the time of your life as you stood waiting for your biggest crush who blatantly told you that he liked you. a wide smile was plastered on your face with just the thought.

little did you know, poor kunikuzushi was experiencing the opposite.

he was dreading to see you. sure, he was excited, but he didn't know how you felt about him. he felt like he was walking directly into a minetrap knowing that it would explode; with either sparkles and confetti or just explode like a normal bomb absolute destroy him.

once he had arrived, kunikuzushi saw you standing there with a silly smile on your face. he felt a pang of relief hit his chest, because just seeing you after a few days made him feel a lot better. it felt like ages for him- perhaps, was this the feeling of reuniting with someone you had missed?

but that feeling was completely erased once your eyes met his.

you smile at him, but he was just overcome with embarrassment. to think that he had confessed so blatantly through text? oh no. he wasn't used to having his feeling out in the open, so this was very, very new to him.

kunikuzushi walks up to you hesitantly, head bowed a little. his face was a shade of beet red, his eyes avoiding yours.

"kuni! hello," tone a little excited, you glance at him with your eyes bright.

"hi." he mumbles, his face warm.

"...why are you so red?" you point out, making him shoot you a flustered glare.

"huh? what do you mean?"

"..." staring at him with an affectionate smile, you sighed. "are you embarrassed?"

the indigo-eyed boy then clears his throat, trying to compose himself. "no."

he still couldn't look you in the eye, though.

"aw, come on. liking me doesn't mean i'll treat you any different now," you chuckle at him, nudging him. "no need to feel embarrassed. i won't make fun of you– promise."

he looks at you for a moment- into your eyes, this time- then he sighs deeply, finally composed. "...i know. i'd kill you if you do."

"good. i can work with that." you smile at him.