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may i have this dance?
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( art by instagram user b0iledgatorade ! )
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𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕠 𝕠𝕟𝕖: 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕞
kaede akamatsu and korekiyo shinguji were going to the hope's peak prom together.
to some, they might have seemed like an unusual couple, but the two felt like they were a perfect fit, and anything but unusual. kaede had been the one to ask— a few weeks before, in fact. it was exciting; kaede, at least, had been looking forward to her senior prom ever since she was a little kid.
so soon after she asked korekiyo, she spent a good couple hours looking through possible dresses, trying to find just the right one. everything needed to be perfect, because she was only going to get one shot at this.
makeup and hair done, kaede felt butterflies in her stomach all the way to the venue. ugh, god, what if something went wrong? what if there was some kind of drama she had to help with? eventually, she got there, stepping out of the car and taking a deep breath before she headed in.
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" shinguji - kun ! korekiyo !! " a bright voice called from the anthropologist's left. when he turned to look, he'd see kaede quickly walking up to him with a smile on her face. she was wearing a long purple dress with a small top and a long skirt that flared out where it started. her hair was wavy, and two braids from the front of her hair met in the back. she'd managed to pin down that stubborn piece that always seemed to stick up.
the pianist stood on her tiptoes to kiss korekiyo on the cheek. " oh my god , kiyo , you look stunning , " she gushed.
what do you do?
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𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕒𝕣𝕚𝕠 𝕥𝕨𝕠: 𝕓𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕕
it almost never snowed in japan.
but here everyone was, snowed into their homes and apartments. most schools and places of work called off, leaving most people with either nothing to do, or having a time to catch up on everything they'd missed. but unfortunately, kaede and korekiyo, who lived together in their own apartment, were fully caught up on their workloads— ahead, even.
so when the storm came and they were on their third day of being unable to get out of the house, the two were completely and utterly exhausted of options of things to do.
somewhere in the middle of the day, though, kaede knocked on korekiyo's door before gently opening it and leaning in. when she opened the door, the anthropologist could hear faint music coming out of a speaker from the other room. " babe , can you come out here for a minute ? " kaede asked, suppressing a smile. did she plan something...?
what do you do?
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