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Stubborn kids ~ Tsukasa (fluff)

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Premise

° flirtatious banter between two dumb kids who will not admit their feelings for each other

2981 Words

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Tsukasa is jolted out of focus by the sound of a high-pitched scream. Disorientated, he leaves his bloody finger painting behind, grabs the first object he can clobber someone with (somehow in the panic forgetting that he is a literal apparition and doesn't need to react like a human), and bursts into the broadcasting room.

He shouts your name upon entry.

You're lying on your stomach, kicking your legs and mooning over your phone. The door slamming open startles you and you jump, flipping over to your back and looking over at Tsukasa. "Why are you holding a shoe?"

"I-You screamed!" He looks around, flailing a beat-up sneaker. "I thought you were being murdered!"

"How would a shoe stop me from being murdered?"

"I-I don't know!" he huffs, "I was just trying to save your life. You're welcome"

Your lip quirks up, probably on the verge of saying something characteristically snappy when your phone bings again.
"Oh my God!" You're flailing your phone around like it's the golden ticket to Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. "Oh my freaking God! I'm a genius!"

Tsukasa groans. "Hate that word" He rubs his eyes with the back of his hand. "You're desecrating my holy ground. What's even up with you?"

"Hmph," you huff triumphantly, "don't you want to know"

Tsukasa whines your name and gives you a look, a boyish mix between desperation and impatience. You give in, but more because you're excited to share the news than wanting to appease him.

"Ugh, fine, sit down" You roll to your feet and then proceed to throw yourself on the couch, patting the spot to your right.

"Are you going to try to smother me with the cushion again?"

You try to smother the guy one time and suddenly that's all you're known for. Your head rolls back against the couch, "It's called sitting down together," you said, dragging the words out exaggeratedly. "Most people can get through it without turning it into an act of war"

"Mm.. I'm not most people," Tsukasa said. "Also, kinda is an act of war, and if ya' think about it. Do you think that everyone is always wanting to sit with you for your amazing emo personality or something?"

The words were harsh, but the tone was light. You had come to appreciate Tsukasa's way of speaking to you. Curt, and sometimes biting, but the devil was in the way he said those sharp words. There were definitely times when they were hissed between his teeth, purposefully meant to be a pointed insult. But then there were times like these, where the words almost rolled off his curled tongue. Smooth, lazy, and almost soft.

Honeyed.

Never quite sugary sweet, but...

You smile, all toothy like it's picture day, and sit your chin in your hands to really sell it. Huh, if he didn't already know you, you could've fooled him. "I guess you're just immune to my charm," you said.

"Duh," Tsukasa hums, but he was grinning at you a little, almost tentatively, obviously he was lying.

"And I'm goth by the way"