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story by RedFlowerbub on a03

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summary. you're not so sure how they ended up in your locker but you take the box of candy and split them with Denji during a free period

wordcount. 1.6k+

pairing(s). denji x reader

tag(s). sharing candy, fluff, denji is very nervous


'BE MINE'

You tore apart a box about the size of your palm. It was made of a thin cardboard material that tore like paper when it opened. The box itself was poorly painted white, a few splotches of the terrible paint coverage made view for the original color underneath; a light purple, near lavender, along with a multitude of other shades around it.

In big bold letters on a small heart shaped candy that was the lucky piece of the many inside the box you plucked from it, read,

'BE MINE'

The box was found in your locker. It sprang out of the door and fell to the floor face down and upon picking it up the bell overhead, somewhere down the hall, resounded in the air. You stuff it in your pocket quickly without giving thought to how it got in your locker originally and hurried off to class, bag and books clutched to your chest as tightly as you could muster.

Denji was there to meet you, just as late as you but not in nearly as much of a hurry. You genuinely smiled and he did too. For a moment your eyes met as you both did so, but you disappeared behind a door which he thought to be your classroom leaving him in the hallway with his own bag lazily draped over his shoulder.

'HUG ME'

After you chew on the first one you reach two fingers into the depths of the box to fetch another. It isn't the best tasting candy in the world, however it's good enough for you to want one more. It has a chalk like consistency and would've been bitter if not for the excessive sugar ingrained into it. You crunch on the heart but while you do you think of its purpose.

These moderately corny notes shaved into each candy are obviously a cash grab for couples to gift to each other on Valentine's Day but why? Were you meant to do what they say while you eat them? You've never heard of people eating candy together... as an activity. It seemed a bit weird.

But why would anyone give one to you? If they wanted to do these things with you wouldn't it make more sense to give it in person and not throw it in your locker and run away to hide and gouge your reaction from a safe distance? You're not complaining by any means, if anything, you're relieved you didn't need to reject anyone today however you're still on edge. Anyone could confess their love for you at any moment and claim the candy was their gift to you. How frightening.

'HUG ME'

You found Denji waiting outside of your classroom, right where you'd left but he's slumped against the wall and sitting on the floor. You tapped his shoulder to garner his attention but reprimand him for sitting on such a floor. "I don't even remember the last time I saw someone with a broom come down here!" You tell him.

He's volant to apologize but switched the subject right as he leaped from where he sat, "Ya' get anything for Valentine's Day yet?" He had a smile draped across his face, one you couldn't read all that well.

"Nope." You snapped, "Oh! I did get this box... it's right in my pocket." You felt around your pants for it and pulled it from your pocket.

"Oops. Crap. It's a bit squashed 'cause I just threw it in my pocket when I heard the bell." You felt a bit bad for whoever put it in your locker to begin with. They'd obviously spent time preparing it for you from the way the box was painted white however it was chipped and didn't have nearly enough coats on as it needed. Still, you could see some effort through the bad brand covering.

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