in which gouenji, kidou and y/n go to the arcade to feel like kids again and run into some unexpected familiar faces
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endou was dead.
LOL just kidding!! this is chrono stone, he was alive and you all knew it. but what could you do about it? nothing! for some reason you had left the fate of the world to raimon, again. and with soccer, again.
god dammit this always happens.
you were draped across the couch in raimon's soccer club, while the other two conversed passionately about something you didn't care for. probably taxes, or something like that #taxfraud4life
"guys, i'm bored," you whined, staring at the ceiling and blinking rapidly when you accidentally stared at the lights for too long.
they both looked over to you, sweat dropping when you writhed in pain from the fluorescent lights. kidou coughed, "um, y/n, we're meant to be grieving."
"we've been 'grieving' for like two weeks now," you turned to face them. "it's hard pretending to be sad when we all know he's still alive."
"then where do you want to go?" gouenji asked.
"arcade—"
"shut up, y/n, i'm not winning another stuffed animal for you."
"i didn't even—!"
"i know what you're thinking, it's a no."
"fucking dammit, shuuya, you're such a mood killer."
"but maybe yuuka would like one.."
"yuuka likes me, so that obviously means you need to get us matching ones."
kidou stifled a laugh. "i, personally, am not fussed by wherever we go."
"then how about it? let's go straight after work tomorrow."
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now imagine this; three grown ass adults standing outside the arcade, looking up at the sign as it flickered intermittently. with all of you having just come out from work, you all were in your work clothes.
all three of you had discarded the outerwear of your outfits, leaving kidou with white shirt and red tie, with rolled up sleeves. gouenji was left with his shirt and waistcoat, while you were left in your blouse and skirt/trousers, your tie loosened around your neck.
"i bet i'm still first on the racing game after so many years," you stated, confidently walking in and straight towards the machine. you stared momentarily as the screen changed to the leader board.
1st : 1:56.79 — KARIYAS BETTER THAN Y/N
2nd : 1:57.26 — Y/N LOL
3rd : 2:03.03 — the emperor
4th : 2:10.68 — kariya sucks
5th : 2:11.37 — shut up kirino
6th : 2:26.84 — ootani !!
7th : 2:29.38 — anna (ootani)
8th : 2:36.73 — anon
9th : 2:45.12 — fudous bench
10th : 2:49.48 — goujin takes 1st"pfft—"
"shut your ass up, kidou!" you turned back to the screen, muttering to yourself as you sat down on the seat. "that little bitch, masaki. i'm taking that first place back."
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