This story is meant for people who use he/him or he/they pronouns because I don't see many bxb stories but If you use the opposite still feel free to read if you'd like^_^
Y/n L/n:
Likes screamo music
He's emo/scene
Is introverted (sorry extroverts)...
UGHHH I don't even know what to do! Keiko what should I do!?!" I groaned as I was speaking to Keiko. "𝖸/𝖭 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗈 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 3 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗇𝗈" "Yeah cause I can't just go up to them and say 'Hey guys I'm (gay, bi, trans, pan, etc) like I guess that's up front but I don't wanna be THAT up front" "𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝗈 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝗒𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝗂" she said shrugging her shoulders "Then do I just.. not do it?" "𝖸/𝖭... 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅, 𝖨'𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖻 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗅." "Okay wow" I pretend to be offended as we both just laugh, "Idk I'll probably just be straight up but act like im joking" "𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈-" "Nuh uh Keiko I'm staying with that, that's my final answer" she giggles a bit "𝖺𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎" she shrugs again. I'm not excited.
It's been about 30 minutes since the club started the activities and I've been asked by atleast 3 people if I'm okay, all of them were clients which surprised me since I thought they'd all just ignore me. As I was placing down the teacups on Haruhis table, I felt someone place their hand on mine and asked "𝖠𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗄𝖺𝗒 𝖸/𝖭?" "Yes I'm doing alright no need to wor-" I look back to see the one and only Kyoya Ootori. "Oh yeah i'm alright" I smiled a bit as I began to walk away but as I turned away I felt him grab my arm, "𝖸/𝖭 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖾." "He asked which sounded more of a demand, I didn't question it I just nodded and walked over to the room he was holding the door to.
"𝖸/𝖭 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇? 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾... 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅, 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇?" I knew he probably knew about sexual identity/prefrence but it wouldn't hurt to confirm it. "I'm (gay, bi, pan, trans)" he looked at me with a barely visible smile but I noticed. "𝖨'𝗆 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍, 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅." "Oh god your the second person to tell me that, I swear I thought I was being obvious. I say as I mentally sighed. I then heard him walk closer as he put one of his hands on the wall next to my head "𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆𝖾𝖽" he starts as he walks even closer, I get more nervous as to what he's going to say. "𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾. 𝖠𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍?" He asks as I just nod lightly "𝖨 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗆𝖾." "ok.." I sais quietly. "𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 like 𝗆𝖾 𝖸/𝖭." '𝗢𝗵 𝗠𝘆 𝗚𝗼𝗱...' "Um.. yeah I guess.." "𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌?" I sighed as I nodded "yeah, I like you" "𝖦𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍." he whispered as he got closer and moved my hair to the side "Uh what're you doing.." he ignored me as he planted a small peck on my forehead, I could feel my cheeks get warm as he slightly moved back. I felt so nervous, I couldn't help but laugh a little "that was so corny i'm sorry" I say as I put my head down, I then heard him chuckle lightly "𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍" he says smiling "I guesss" I said as he planted another small kiss on my nose instead.
♪𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓔𝓷𝓭♪
!!Headcannons!!
•Kyoya loves to plant small kisses everywhere on your face
•He loves it when you talk about your interests with so much passion
•Whenever you guys are around a big group of people but he wants affection, he will always lock pinkies with you
•Whenever you talk about a piece of clothing or accessories you like but can't get, the next day he will come back with the exact same thing so you stopped talking about those things much cus you felt bad
•He wanted to give you a nice gift for your birthday so he gave you a small cuff while he wore the other one so you both can have matching cuffs
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