idol.

eight - kaigaku.

hewooo, how've y'all been? Hopefully nice and bored in your isolation place uwu.

- what's your first anime that you've ever watched?
   = mine was detective conan, then sailor moon, then dragon balls, then one piece, then naruto, then Pokémon.
   = but fairy tail was the first anime I've watched seriously. The series ended already and I'm TT-TT

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"Zenitsu-senpai?" Tanjirou worriedly glanced over the boy behind the counter. The blond seemed to be in kind of a heavy trance since he hasn't touched his frappe yet.

Zenitsu got out of his small nightmare dream and blinked owlishly at the younger before smiling nervously, "Sorry? I had a weird thought."

A very weird thought honestly, like why did he even imagine Tanjirou and a random girl kissing right in front of his salad and hearing his hard go from something who would dance to momoland's boom boom to shattering into pieces like some aesthetic video you would as a red velvet's psycho music video scene. Sorry, Zenitsu's a Korean pop fan confirmed.

"Oh, okay, I'll go back doing the other orders today and I'll join you in a bit." Tanjirou said, still with that blinding smile slap to his face. Like honestly, that's rude to Zenitsu's sleep deprived eyes.

But nevertheless, the older one out of the two nodded and started sipping into his frappe. Once the drink hit his tastebud like how my maths teacher hit me with the exam questions last year, Zenitsu felt like he was in heaven and honestly speaking, Zenitsu swear he feels like one of those judges from the anime that he recently binge one. Shokugeki no Soma or something.

So the day went on like this, Zenitsu making small talks with the idol occasionally as the younger shuffles through the back with some of his relatives coming in to do their shifts. Jiseok and Riyoku were honestly enjoying the cafe, especially when they found out there's ice cream mochi around the place and they're definitely not willing to go anytime soon considering they made a bet against each other on who could eat the most ice cream mochi flavour that the cafe has to offer.

At that, Zenitsu snorted out 'rich people' before cowering from Riyoku's 'I'm broke but living the dream you blond looking as mop!'.

The day went by and honestly, Zenitsu should be at his dorm right now. Just depressingly going through his demon slayer collection, watch Inosuke's dumb compilations, internally and externally fanboy about Tanjirou's one in a lifetime shirt-lift choreography dance move (whew jeon jungkook wherefore art thou jeon Jungkook) or maybe even go back to his wattpad fanfiction writing at two am because his writers block at the moment is crap.

"Tanjirou-senpai, I'm finished." The burgundy tipped man said cheerily before settling down next to the blond all nice and freshly cleaned. Even smelling a little bit like coffee beans.

Haha, Zenitsu's heart really cant handle anything right now. All he wants to do is sing dumb dumb in his head and cry while dancing to the chorus but he knows that song is literally a banger to dance on happy days, unless you're a hardcore emotionalist like this blond dude name Zenitsu.

"Senpai." Zenitsu increasingly grew a tick mark over his head considering it has been like what? An hour and a half since his damn favourite idol and bias from his ultimate group joined his moping by sitting evenly close next to him throughout the end of his helpful work and contribution to the cafe. Even his two new friends ditched him with mischievous grins plastered on their faces because Tanjirou seems to have taken a liking to the blond college boy since their beloved encounter back in the v.i.p section whew.

"Tanjirou-san, would you mind stepping out of my personal space please?" Zenitsu asked the idol politely who in returned just nodded and scooted a tiny inch away from the blond. That didn't even make a difference though.

"Why did I even bother to ask?" The blond muttered, Jiseok left him a lot of ice cream mochi since the couple wasn't feeling like they could eat more after they hit their one hundred and sixty-ninth ice cream mochi. Honestly, how small are their stomach? Zenitsu asked himself and plopped in a vanilla ice cream mochi in his mouth.

Tanjirou kept on watching him and if he was a puppy, Zenitsu would've thought his imaginary tail would wag happily right now and that's what honestly confuses him. Like, what are you smiling for you little piece of adorable muffin bonbon pupute that Zenitsu wants to keep inside his pocket forever but too bad he's tall as while I'm stuck at the 4'9 height since high school.

"Zenits-" Tanjirou voiced out before someone else yelled Zenitsu's name.

"Zen!" A dark haired man came over to their spot and basically manhandled the blond. Tanjirou frowned at that.

"Kaigaku-nii!" Zenitsu slightly squealed from the sudden change. Kaigaku huffed out an irritated sigh and turned to look at the idol with a hard stare in which, Tanjirou returned with a genuine smile as if he wasn't trying to grill him earlier.

"I apologise, Zenitsu's friend but this brat needs to have a little chitchat with a certain grandfather and I will not have that old man fucking ram me with those shitty speeches about how I'm supposed to be looking after my younger siblings." Kaigaku said and nodded to Tanjirou before walking out of the cafe with Zenitsu who just lamely gave the idol a pathetic goodbye wave.

"I'll see you tomorrow Tanji- oW!"

"I ain't carrying your ass all the way to the car."

"You should've just dropped me nicely."

"The fuck is 'nice'?"

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ùwú y'all got worried for nothing.
it was april fools yesterday you know
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