I suck at making deadlines. Sorry for the slow updates, school started and homework is an absolute bitch. So yeah thank you for 203 reads. Like always my Beta Read/Editor is GottaGoSanicFast and pls check them out cause they make a chatfic THAT THEY NEED TO UPDATE. Yeah pls enjoy the story bai.
Snap. Snap
I wake up to the sound of a camera taking pictures. I slowly open my eyes and waited for them to adjust to the brightness. When they finally adjust, I see Nejire with a camera taking pictures of me.
I turn my head and see that I'm on something soft and fluffy. It was bright yellow, and smells like mints and lavender.
"Mmmm, Nejire why are you taking pictures of me?" I said with a groggy voice.
"Hehe. You're not the only one in the picture."
Confused by what she said, I tried to sit up. Key word:tried. I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me back down.
"Just 5 more minutes please." I heard Mirio mutter.
M-Mirio!" I exclaimed blushing. I try to wiggle my way out, but he had a iron grip.
"Huh?" He slowly got up and looked over my way. He noticed he had his arm around my waist and starting blushing. He unwrapped his arm from my waist quickly.
"SorrySorrySorrySorrry! I didn't mean to, I'm sorry." He waved his hand in the air like a person I know. I couldn't put a name to the face: blue hair, glasses, stern. Whatever it doesn't matter.
"It's fine Mirio, it was an accident. Now, would you like breakfast?" I asked.
"Uhhhh, sure why not. What about you Neji-" he trailed off.
I turn to where Nejire was originally standing and saw she was gone. I swear that girl is going to kill me one day with her witchcraft.
"Where did she go?" Mirio asked
"I have know idea, she has her own way of doing things and it confuses me to this day."
"Oh."
I checked the time and saw it was 5:30. I have work in a hour, I have time.
"So what do you want for breakfast?"
"Uhhh I don't care, I can eat anything right now."
"Ok, is an omelet fine?"
"Sure"
I cooked him an omelet and started to clean up our mess from last night.
"I can help you with that."
Before I can say anything he started to pick up blankets and put them neatly on the couch.
I heard the microwave beep, I went to get my tea and finish Mirio's omelet. Soon I called him over for breakfast.
"Do you want anything?" He asked
I shook my head and returned to drinking my tea. I looked down for a minute and when I looked back up I almost choked on my tea. Mirio had his head tilted like a dog and had a puzzled look on his face.
He looked adorable, I almost wanted to take out my phone and take a picture.
"Why don't you want to eat, aren't you hungry?"
'No, I just hate my body and think that I'm too fat so I starve myself' my inner voice supplied.
"No, I usually eat at the cafe I work at."
"Oh, that makes sense."
Soon, Mirio finished eating and put his plate in the sink. He checked the time on his watch and saw it was almost time for him to go to work.
"Sorry I have to go. It was nice being here. Wanna meet here next week?"
"Sure, I can do that."
"Ok bye."
"Bye."
I checked the time and saw that it was also almost time for me to go to work. I started getting dress and went walked the path over to my job.
As soon as I stepped into the store, I smelled the chaos that was about to happen.
"TAMAKI! HOW WAS YOUR DATE WITH MIRIO?!" Kirishima shouted.
Editor notes: E
"I-it wasn't a d-date, just a hangout. Yeah."
He wiggled his eyebrows," Okay suuuurrreeee, call it what you want but it's a date in my book."
editor note: how does one wiggle their eye brow can you explain please
Author note: I don't know but I can kinda do it and besides it's a fanfic, we can The rock appear for all I care.
I blushed and avoided eye contact with anyone as I go to the locker room and changed into my uniform.
Time skip - 4 weeks
I for the past 4 weeks Mirio and I A/N (look at that great grammar produced my me.) hung out every weekend. I learned a couple things about him. For example: he has two dogs, works at a grocery store, and wants to be a doctor.
editor note: you really just did a 4 week time skip im dead
Work had been normal except for the constant teasing from Fatgum and Kirishima. Mirio has been a regular at the cafe and would always spend 20 minutes at the cashier talking to me.
Over the time I've been hanging out with Mirio, I realized one thing. I have feelings for him and I need to get rid of them. I mean why would he like someone who is so broken? That doesn't make any sense.
"Kirishima what should I dooo?" I whined in the back room.
"Well, if you really like him then you can, oh I don't know, TELL HIM!"
"But what if he doesn't like me back? He'll reject me and I'll be embarrassed and we won't ever talk again because he'll think I'm disgusting."
"First of all, you're not disgusting. Second of all, how do you know he doesn't like you? Third of all, if you won't tell him, then what will you do? Come on, man be manly and tell him. I mean look at me I have an awesome boyfriend because I told him."
"Uhhhh, that is not correct. Cause you were in the same position as me, lovesick and to embarrassed to do anything about it. He was the one who confessed to you. Then you being the idiot you are, ran all the way to my house, pounded on door, shrieking like a girl saying he likes me, then realizing you never responded to the confession, and cried for 5 hours thinking he hates you."
Kirishima away in embarrassment and laughter nervously. "So you remember all of that but don't remember to put your shoes on?"
"Wait did I?" I said looking down at my feet.
"Wow, you are truly something Tamaki."
I laughed and looked at the clock. It was my shift now.
"Hey, it's my shift now. See you later." I waved.
"Bye. TELL HIM." He said as I closed the door on him.
The cafe wasn't busy so I pulled out my phone and played some games. Soon I heard the door open and looked up to see who it was. At that moment I knew, I was going to be fucked.
editor note: do you not know the difference between "Your" and "You're" like my god
A/N: Nope cause I'm dumb and hate grammar
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We're in it Together
FanfictionTamaki is Coffee shop worker with social anxiety and problems with his personal life. A strange man comes and tries help him out.
