𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘: accidentally telling your romance-crazed friend who your crush is sounds like a terrible mistake... but maybe it's not so much of a mistake after all
𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: pure fluff, kind of awkward conversation from the reader(real), ft. wingwoman nana ashida (and aph), reader is shy and exasperated
𝐂𝐖: none!
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you should've known she was up to something again.
"want to go to the cafe for some coffee and snacks this morning?" nana had asked you in the doorway of your room, holding a bundle of her clothes in her arms and rollers still in her hair.
"oh, yeah! like, now?"
"um, in an hour... i need to leave early and run some errands before and then i'll meet you there," she says with a small nervous giggle. "oh, and wear something cute! i have another friend coming!"
"oh...kay?" you barely agree before she had darted back down the hall.
you should've known. it was too late, though, when you looked up from nana's last minute canceling text as your eyes met his. you repressed a groan when you saw realization dawn in his dark blue eyes.
recently, the two of you had reconnected after bumping into each other. your jaw had dropped at how much he had changed since you last saw him.
not only had he somehow gotten even taller after high school, he looked... better. naturally, he had matured further into his features, as did you. but you noticed a completely different change in him. it was something deeper than skin, you realized, when he had begun to apologize for how he had acted in high school. his expression was genuine and his eyes were full of regret.
deciding to leave the past in the past, you both agreed to have a second chance at friendship. over the course of the past month you had bonded and grown closer, and you couldn't help but admire him for how much he's grown. then, slowly, that admiration has snowballed into... affection.
sure, you always thought he was attractive, but the irregular beating of your heart against your rib cage was something new. suddenly you started paying more attention to his features. how one side of his mouth turned slightly down as he smiled. how his dark black hair was somehow always perfectly messy and attractive. or how his sleepy and bag-ridden eyes would squint and light up when you managed to say something funny. did he always have that little freckle near his jawline?
this is what you get, you internally scold yourself, for letting your feelings slip in conversation the other night. katelyn nearly blew a gasket, complaining about how you were way above his league and could do way better. but aphmau and nana couldn't stop squealing and teasing you about it until you finally managed to retreat to your room for the night. you should've known it would be only sooner or later that they would pull something like this.
"...hey." he greets, the deep rasp in his voice almost physically startling you out of your thoughts. "i thought nana wanted to meet me here to talk about a job at their new cafe, but..." he trails off, lifting up his phone with a shrug.
