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🌈 MatsuHana 🌈

Ship: Matsukawa Issei x Hanamaki Takahiro
Category: 💧, ☁
Other Pairs: IwaOi, DaiTeru (Daishou x Terushima)
(Highly) Suggested Song: Strawberries and Cigarettes by Troye Sivan

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Hanamaki distanced himself from his tipsy to full on drunk friends at the party and had escaped to the balcony. It was a rich,  beautiful night, and he couldn't imagine anything better than gazing at the sky of an everlasting blue lined with silver specs, while feeling the intoxication of a lit cigarette.

He inhaled the smoke and soon exhaled the substance, enjoying the relaxing atmosphere. It wasn't an amazing taste left in his mouth, but what else could he do?

"Light my cigarette."

Hanamaki flinched in surprise and stood up from leaning on the railing of the balcony and saw a handsome young male that looked about his age. He was surely a sight, if you didn't mistake him for a drunk manic at first glance. [He himself couldn't really talk]. His unruly black hair and the strong appearance made him instantly melt. His skin complexion was a near beautiful tan, as if it were unintentional. Even those eyebrows too. Wow, just, wow.

He glanced at the cigarette in the other's hand and shrugged. "Sure thing."

The other walked up to him and stood next to him, putting the cigarette between his lips and leaning back on the balcony railing. Hanamaki turned to the newcomer and motioned for him to come closer.

The cigarette ends touched and the unlit one soon began emitting smoke as the ravenette blew it out.

Hanamaki blushed faintly, he knew that this was a so called cigarette kiss, Oikawa and Iwaizumi did these the few times they smoked. He'd only done it once when Oikawa proved to him how simple it was to do it. He brushed the thoughts off as emhe exhaled again, and stared at the night sky. The smoke rose and disappeared just as his thoughts often did, leaving him empty minded.

"The sky is surely pretty tonight." The raven whispered, looking at Hanamaki as he said it.

"It really is." Hanamaki mumbled, sighing. He already knew what was coming, seeing it from miles away. Looking through Instagram all day really did save you some trouble.

"You know what's even more beautiful?"

He scoffs, taking the cigarette between his fingers delicately. "You?"

"Nah, that's pretty nice and all, but no," he paused, blowing another puff out. "You're even prettier than beautiful."

Hanamaki, instead of being flustered, had obviously given him an 'are you fucking serious' look. Maybe he was a tiny bit flustered. Maybe the fact that even the stupidest joke was flattering enough since it came from the other male, of which he was already interested in.

But that cheesy pick-up line was possibly one of the lowest of low class ones. "I'm swooning, oh dear, catch me in your arms, I'm falling for you."

The other burst into short-lived laughter, but the sound was just so enticing he couldn't help but hope to hear more of it. Genuine laughter wasn't always difficult, since Hanamaki was the fucking life of the party wherever he went. But coming from this specific individual, it made him feel things.

Feeling things was overrated. Why else would he go numb with smoking in the first place?

"You're pretty, and funny. What a goddamn catch. Matsukawa Issei, at your disposal," introduced Matsukawa. He smiled softly, presenting himself fully to him.