Shirabu always feels strange around Semi Eita. Sometimes it's an accelerated heartbeat. Sometimes it's a nervous blush. Sometimes it's a smile he didn't invite onto his mouth. And then one day, a single flower petal. *TW: Blood, implied self harm* (Also I changed up the hanahaki thing just a bit for increased pain sorry)

« Kenjirou's chest swells and he knows he had one drink, but he's so high on whatever he's feeling and it's euphoric. He wants more, he just wants to feel whatever he's feeling over and over and over again. » completed 03-26 at 11:22pm

Shirabu likes to think he's a decent person who occasionally does nice things for others. So why does he have to be stuck sharing a futon with Semi Eita of all people? And why is he the small spoon? (Ft. The third years (+ Kawanishi) being crackheads.) SemiShira Week Day 2: Sharing

(8:32 PM) UNKNOWN NUMBER: Neither do I, but I value my fucking job (8:32 PM) UNKNOWN NUMBER: Anyway, who are you? Cos you're definitely in the same region cos I just mistyped one digit (8:33 PM) Not-Taichi: wouldn't you like to know weather boy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (8:33 PM) Weather Boy ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ: Oh my God, that was a vine reference wasn't it? (8:33 PM) Not-Taichi: yes, yes it was ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) (8:34 PM) Weather Boy ಡ ͜ ʖ ಡ: Alright that's it, I'm blocking you, whoever you are (8:34 PM) Not-Taichi: OKAY OKAY DON'T (8:34 PM) Not-Taichi: I'm Semi In which Shirabu accidentally mistypes Kawanishi's number and manages to text his workplace gossip to a stranger who seems more than happy to listen to the full story and for some reason Shirbu follows his gut and keeps talking to the stranger whom he later learns is called Semi Eita - who is unbelievably attractive and Shirabu's thirsty. Cover art credit: @/BRTRmilk_ (on Twitter)