🎀Non-Despair AU — — — — Rantaro re-read the page for the umpteenth time, his mind not being able to process any of the words on the page. He rubbed his eyes, and hung his head, relaxing his body. Maybe midnight reading wasn't the best idea.
The door slammed open with a loud thud. Rantaro flinched and almost tossed the book in the air, looking up to face the door.
"Rantaro." "(Y/N)?"
(Y/N) stood in his doorway, her clothes disheveled like she just stumbled out of bed, straight to his room. She wore a tired smile, as she leaned against the door frame.
"Do me a favor please?"
It wasn't unordinary to have them run into Rantaro's room at odd times, to request him to do something.
Rantaro placed the book aside, and nodded with a yawn.
"Cut my hair, please."
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"Are you completely sure you want to go through with this? It's like 1 AM." Rantaro peered over their shoulder, looking at them through the mirror. (Y/N) nodded, handing him the pair of kitchen scissors they found.
Rantaro hummed, brushing his fingers through their hair, combing it out. "Okay, I think I know how to do this."
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He took a step back, placing his hands on his hips, observing their hair. "This looks okay." (Y/N) smiled brightly at him, a wide smile on their face. "I think it looks fantastic!"
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They got up and pulled him into a embrace, burying their face into his chest. "Thank you!" Rantaro chuckled, pressing a kiss onto the top of their head. "You're welcome. Anything for you, dear."
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8:32 AM
They sat at the breakfast table, eating eggs that Rantaro prepared. (Y/N) shook their head, hair falling onto the table. "(Y/N), don't do that at the table, you're getting hair all over your food." They snickered but nodded. "Yea, yea. Sorry." Rantaro shook his head with a smile. "Maybe you should go take a shower." "After breakfast." — — — — I'm really sorry, this is so short 😥 — Next up: Shuichi X Reader
