//GUYS I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING ASJDHSKDHKS I FEEL SO BAD BUT IM HERE NOW--//
Shinsou sighed, tapping his pencil on his desk. It was his last class of the day, and he was positive Monoma was supposed to be in it! He was sure he had this class with Monoma.
So where is he?
Shinsou stared out the window, bored completely out of his mind, when suddenly, the teacher was cut off by the bell.
Shinsou immediately got up, shoveled his stuff into his backpack, and raced to the door, relieved that the quiet tension of the room was broken by more than the teachers monotone voice. He let out a small sigh of relief as he exited the classroom and trudged to the dorms, small groups of students behind him.
He scanned his ID and, as he pushed open the doors, he saw a flash of blond hair that could only belong to one person.
'Monoma!'
Shinsou's eyes got alittle wider, a flash of happiness on his face until he was shouldered by a few students walking past him. He realized he was still in the middle of the doorway, and quickly shuffled out of the way of the flow of students, dragging himself up the stairs.
As he approached his floor, his eyesight immediately went to a blanket wrapped Monoma, fumbling with his keys. He smirked, and slowly walked over, setting his hand on Monomas shoulder gently.
Monoma jumped, jerked back, and tripped over his blanket, dropping his keys, and causing himself to pull his blanket off. Shinsou's eyes widened alittle as he stared down at Monoma. He had an adorably large dark grey sweater on, with some tight fitting red boxer briefs, that shinsou couldn't help but stare at as Monoma fumbled with his keys in one hand, and his fluffy blue blanket in the other.
"StOp staring at me, creepy!"
Monoma exclaimed, scoffing, despite his red, blushing face, and his wavering voice.
Shinsou shook his head alittle to snap himself out of it, and grabbed Monoma's keys, unlocking his door for him and starting to walk away.
"Sorry, seemed like you were having trouble."
Shinsou stated as he walked past Monoma, a slight hint of pink on his cheeks as he continued to his dorm.
//*yadda yeet its a POV change*//
Monoma tried to calm his beating heart and his severely heated face as he pushed his already unlocked door open, rushing inside and pulling his blanket along with him. He flopped on his bed and shoved his face into his pillow, growling into it, which soon turned into screaming as he realized, the ONLY person he absolutely DID NOT want to see him like this, just saw him. Like this.
And whats WORSE, is that he was
STARING!STARING!
Monoma screamed one more time, and took his pillow off his face, walking into his bathroom, glaring at the mirror and splashing his face with cold water. He threw on some red, white, and black plaid pajama pants and just decided to skip dinner, curling up in his fluffy, baby blue blanket, and drifting off to sleep.
//I do not have a reason for skipping out on updates, but imma try to be better, im sorry im just lazy ;-;'//
Buh bai--
~ pivvy
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Splintered walls of cement °[monoshin/shinoma]°
RomanceMonoma, a snobby, and snarky on the outside, nerdy, and adorable on the inside theatre geek who somehow finds himself letting shinsou, a tired-looking, purple haired, insomniac, who also shares a love for theatre, slowly corrode his cement walls he'...