n. a recurring thought that only seems to strike you late at night-an overdue task, a nagging guilt, a looming and shapeless future-that circles high overhead during the day, that pecks at the back of your mind while you try to sleep, that you can s...
it takes grace to remain kind in cruel situations - rupi kaur
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ushijima was very hard to get to. i wanted nothing more then to get under his skin, and to do that, i need to do something completely unique, something he would never forget.
and that's how i got here, sitting at my table, trying to make the perfect valentine's day card.
the card was covered in glitter, to the point that the envelope was holding more glitter then paper. by the time the card was finished and put away i was ready to head to bed. ready to totally watch ushijima's face when i gave him the card.
by the time i saw ushijima the next day he had already received multiple valentine's day cards, and it wasn't like i cared. this was to get under his skin. only to get under his skin, totally.
i flagged ushijima down, waking beside him.
"good morning ushijima." i smiled, looking at some of the cards in his hands.
"good morning." he replies, turning to look at me.
"i made you a card." i chuckles softly, holding it out to him. he takes it, smiling gently. "it's nothing great, but i thought you would like it."
"it's perfect," he says, the emotion in his voice gone, as per usual.
"go ahead, open it up." i grin, waiting patiently.
he almost rips the card open, but i'm not going to stop him. if this ends with him covered in glitter i wouldn't mind. he grabs at the card inside the envelop, and when he finally looks at it he sighs, glaring at me.
