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✷ | 𝟹, ੈ✩ yr.

🌻💌💫
𝒚𝒖𝒌𝒊 𝒓𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒌𝒂𝒘𝒂

word count: 924
reader: yuki's best friend

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MESSAGES
yucki

yucki
come to the dorm rat

me
no

yucki
whatever. forget about getting
those custom air forces you wanted

yucki
bye

me
wait no come back

me
i'll be there!!!!!!!

yucki
🙄🙄

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you pushed through the mankai dormitory's doors as soon as tsuzuru unlocked it.

"oh hey there y/n! here to see yukki again?"

you flashed the blonde a smile before heading to yuki's room. "yep! thanks for letting me in."

without knocking, you entered yuki's living space and collapsed onto his bed without taking account of all of the fabric and clothes hanging around the bedroom.

"urgh have you ever heard of knocking?"
although the green haired male was facing his desk, away from you, you knew he was rolling his eyes.

you hummed in response and inhaled his sweet scent that invaded his room. you sat up, "so what am i here for?"

yuki stood up from his desk chair and lifted up his new creation. "for this."

it was a black and pastel pink checkered skirt along with the rest of the outfit he prepared before you came over.

"i need you to model for me. misumi took my mannequin apart to see if there were any triangles inside and no one thought to stop him." the boy sighed in annoyance, probably thinking of having to buy another one.

you giggled and headed over to yuki and took the clothes he made. you fled to his bathroom to try on the outfit.

and wowza you've never seen a softer look.

it was a thin white turtleneck covered by a black graphic sweater that was tucked in the skirt. yuki prepared at pair of white lace socks and classic converse shoes. to accompany it, there was jewelry and a chain on the skirt.

you loved the clothes so much you spent too long looking at yourself in the mirror. so you hurried back to yuki's bedroom knowing he would complain as he usually does.

"sorry i took so long lol."

"did you get lost or something? you were gone for nearly twe--" the boy halted his movements the second his eyes laid on you. his jaw dropped ever so slightly and a light shade of pink dusted his cheeks.

a few seconds passed as you stood awkwardly while yuki was recollecting himself.

under his gaze you began to feel nervous and jittery.
it was no surprise that you feel that way. you've been harbouring feelings for the guy since you can remember.

"y-you look okay i guess,," yuki tried covering his cheeks by bringing his hand to his face and clearing his throat.

yuki's words triggered an eye roll from you.

sure you were absolutely head over heels for yuki but his comments never failed to get on your nerves.

you were about to cross your arms and complain but a sudden thought flooded your mind.

"wait- is this outfit for you? and what are they for?"

your question seemed to make yuki lose composure yet again. his choked on his own saliva as he was taken off guard.

"these clothes? they're for.. uhm.. tenma."

you slit your eyes and gave yuki a pointed look. after years of knowing him, you'd know when he was lying and yuki was absolutely lying right now.

sitting in his desk chair, yuki was hoping you wouldn't push the matter further. there was no way he would tell you he spent all night thinking of outfits you would look amazing in.

"why are you lying to me?"
you asked and walked over to yuki, staring at him in the eyes.

"oi oi!! personal space!!"

you got right into his face, holding eye contact with him.

your suspicious gaze had yuki sweating underneath his clothes.

"tell me. tell me. tell me. tell me. tell me. tell m--"

"they really are for tenma."

"--tell me. tell me. tell me. tell me. te--"

"fine, they're for me."

"--ll me. tell me. tell me. tell me. tell me. tell me. tell meSkdudjdk--"

yuki pushed his palm against your face and pushed you away from his. "fiNE I'LL YOU."

the male felt his heart speed up.
because  h e c k he is about to confess!!1!1!!

the green-head avoided your stare and crossed his arms over his chest. his cheeks puffed in annoyance.

"i made this outfit for you because i can't stop thinking about your dumb ass every single hour of the day."

yuki glanced at you and the grin that was plastered on your pink lips made his heart beat even faster.

"s-so that means you…."
you waited for him to finish your sentence as giddyness began filling every part of your brain.

"that means i like you goddamn it!" the boy yelled in frustration.

y/n!! stop playing with his heart!! yuki can't take it anymore!!!!!

you squealed out of excitement and engulfed yuki in a warm, loving hug.

you couldn't help it!!!! you've never been happier!! your heart was going: 💞✨💖✨✨💖💗💓✨ and so was your thoughts!

yuki hugged you back and after a while it got awkward because you realized it's your turn to confess now.

you pulled away from the hug shyly. you began playing with your hair, a nervous habit of yours.

"well th-that's convenient b-because.. ᵢ ₗᵢₖₑ ᵧₒᵤ ₜₒₒ."

although it was a whisper, yuki heard you loud and clear and he felt all the anxiety of being rejected crumble away.

he chuckled before pulling you back into the hug.

"turns out we're both dumbasses. you should've told me earlier idiot."