˚ ༘⋆｡♬°•*⁀➷ ❝ 𝙏𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚! ❞
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╰─ ┈➤ 𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 to my Oneshots book for Tokyo Revengers, it's open to requests, please enjoy!
I'm sorry for the grammar mistakes, but I really hate editing, so try your best to ign...
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╰─────── ┈ Request ┈ ───────╮ ╭──────────────────────╯ ╰┈➤ 𝒀𝒐𝒖 woke up drowsy, surrounded by the warmth of an unfamiliar couch.
The soft, inviting aroma of freshly cooked pancakes filled the air, coaxing you out of your sleepy haze. Blinking groggily, you took in your surroundings.
Fluffy blankets and pillows were strategically placed around you, making the couch feel like a cozy nest.
As you stretched and yawned, Mitsuya entered the room, a surprised smile lighting up his face when he saw you were already awake.
"Morning," he greeted, his voice soft and warm. "You looked so peaceful sleeping, I didn't have the heart to wake you up."
You felt a flush of embarrassment as you sat up, your tousled hair sticking out in all directions. "I must have been really tired," you mumbled, rubbing your eyes.
Mitsuya chuckled, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "Well, the guys did watch that long movie marathon last night."
You couldn't help but smile back, feeling grateful for Mitsuya's thoughtfulness. "Thank you for letting me crash here."
He waved it off casually.
"No problem at all. Now, how about some breakfast? I made pancakes, your favorite."
Your stomach rumbled in agreement, and you couldn't help but laugh. "You know me way too well."
As you both dug into the delicious breakfast, your conversation flowed easily. Mitsuya had always been a great friend, and you cherished the moments when you could just relax and chat with him.
You talked about everything under the sun—from the latest movies to your favorite childhood memories. Mitsuya shared some hilarious anecdotes from his time with the gang, making you laugh so hard that tears welled up in your eyes.
"And—and you even ran back over to check up on me! Even after," you had to pause to catch your breath, "even after Mikey had vomited all over everything!"
Mitsuya chuckled heartily at your recounting of that hilarious incident. He shook his head, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, yeah," he said casually, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, "it's only because I had to come back and check on the girl I have a huge crush on."
You nearly choked on your pancake, your eyes widening in surprise. Did he just say what you thought he said? You blinked at the male, who was stuffing his face with food, your brain scrambling to process his words.
Mitsuya, completely unfazed by your reaction, continued, "I mean, it's been that way for quite some time now, I'm honestly surprised you didn't notice."
Your heart was doing somersaults in your chest as you stammered, "You... you have a crush on me? Like a crush crush? Like—you like me?!"
He grinned, his smile warm and genuine. "Yeah, I do, stupid. That's what a crush is."
"Y—you're seriously serious right now?!"
His lavender eyes locked onto yours, grinning as he finished his plate.
"Is 'be my girlfriend' serious enough for you?"
• • • ┊ ┊ ╰┈➤ NOW OR NEVER 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪
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