"𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎"
❥ kaji ren x fem!reader
❥ fluff
❥ follows manga
❥ slight chatfic
❥ 1k+ words per chapter
⊹ #3 in kaji
⊹ #1 in enomoto
⊹ #2 in wbk
⊹ #3 in nireiakihiko
⊹ #2 in suohayato
✩ started : 09...
kaji woke up to a lazy sunday. horizontal beams of light coming from the shaded window next to his bed made their ways into his dark room, illuminating dust particles floating silently in the air.
he hazily brushed his hair out of his face and rubbed his weary eyes, then stood up. when he walked over to the window and pulled open the curtains, light flooded the room.
"it's my birthday." the realization hit him—he was now seventeen. (so like in chapter five i wrote that y/n was seventeen but ignore that and pls pretend she was sixteen at that time since she's younger than kaji 😭)
but he wasn't really excited, since every time y/n, kusumi, and enomoto or the second year's planned something for him, it ended disastrously. the last time they threw a surprise party for him, he got smacked in the face with cake.
he lazily went to the kitchen, eyes half-lidded, and made himself a bowl of cereal. it was 11:05 and definitely not a time to be eating breakfast, but what could he do? his sleep schedule was fucked.
the small chair placed in fromt of the kitchen counter he used for eating made a scraping notice when he pulled it backwards to sit. aside from the soft clinking of the spoon hitting the bowl, the house was quiet.
kaji was about to take another bite of the cereal when his phone buzzed.
skibidi rizzlers
y/n's.sandwich
KAJI
GO TO KOTOHAS CAFE LATET AT 11 OR I WILL ROB UR HOUSE OF ALL ITS TOILETRIES
kusumii><
don't be late
"im late," he said out loud after reading the messages. but well, what're the consequences of going anyway?
after finishing his breakfast and taking a shower, he went to his room and opened his wardrobe, scanning its contents. the white towel resting over his hair was soaking wet, leaving him without many options. he always had very few clothes. among the plain articles of clothing like hoodies, shirts, and jeans were some more stylish ones bought by y/n.
he decided to go with a more fashionable but comfortable outfit.
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he stuffed his phone, wallet, and keys in his pocket and headed to the venue his friends had shared with him: pothos cafe.
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it was eerily quiet outside. the refreshing zephyr sent leaves skidding across the cement streets and ruffled kaji's sandy-colored hair. he eyed the too-silent cafe building suspiciously, knowing that yhey were gonna throw a surprise birthday party for him.
whatever. i just hope i won't get cake in my face again. he shrugged to no one in particular and walked up to the door, pushing it open.
