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╰┈➤ DUMD IDIOTS, 𝘩𝘹𝘩 𝘹 𝘮! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

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╰┈➤ DUMD IDIOTS, 𝘩𝘹𝘩 𝘹 𝘮! 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳.
© vampzkai

CHAPTER ONE, TEXTS ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

CHAPTER ONE, TEXTS ׂׂૢ་༘࿐

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ʚ 🍓ɞ

monday, nine o' clock in the morning.

THE SMELL OF coffee hit the golden-haired boy. the bells on the door ringing as his feet hit the floor. when kurapika looked up he was greeted by a black-haired boy, his crush. m/n.

"morning, kurapika," m/n said. kurapika swore he heard the voice of an angel. m/n's voice was soft but deep. he could go on and on about his voice.

kurapika walked up towards the counter to finally ask m/n for his number—and coffee.

ask him, you got this

kurapika's hands were sweating, why was it so hard to get m/n's number?!

you got this. i think?

"what would you like?" m/n asked.

his voice is so—toe curling

"the normal," kurapika said with a small smile. his heart was racing—too fast for asking for a number. at this point, he couldn't say anything about his number.

"hey, kurapika? can i ask you a question," m/n asked while kurapika was sweating balls.

"sure, ask ahead," kurapika said. it was his chance after he asks him a question he could ask him a question!

"can i get your..number?" m/n was nervous to ask him but if he knew about kurapika...

"huh?" kurapika mentally died.

what the fuck?

"can i get your number, kurapika?" m/n said.

"o—okay," kurapika said with a crimson-red face. m/n let out a soft giggle at kurapika's red face. he found it adorable—really adorable.

m/n toke the coffee cup that was left on the container and sat down at the nearest table. he took out his phone and put the number in his phone.

m/n
————
damn u r finer than a mf. <3
read at 9:30am

kurapika felt his phone vibrate, and he checked his phone. he was reading the text, not noticing a black-haired boy analyzing him.

m/n loved seeing how he react to things and especially loved it when he would compliment him and he would blush.

m/n might already realized it but his feelings for the boy was growing every day he make kurapika, coffee.

pika <3
————
thank you, you look really
good in your glasses.

can i ask you a question?


m/n
————
sure ;D

pika <3
————
do you have plans
tuesday or wednesday?

if not then, can you spend
the day with me?

m/n
————
sure. sounds fun
especially wit u <3
im free tuesday

pika <3
————
great I'll see u
at the mall place at 12!

if u spend all day out
we can go to my house :D
here's my address
(address)

m/n
————
so we making out or nah?
read at 9:40am

m/n————so we making out or nah? read at 9:40am

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p.s. kurapika is nineteen
in this story <3

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