how do weeaboos end their prayers
just kidding they are godless heathens
i can’t even appreciate the beauty of the sunrise after staying up all night because it’s just like. fuck. there it is. there’s the sun. i fucked up. why am i laughing. nothing is funny. the sun is there and it’s harshly reprimanding me for being awake all night. “this is the life you’ve chosen for yourself fucker” it says. i’m not laughing. i’m crying. there’s the fucking sun
((Sure! Here it is! <3))
Nitori was glaring at the alarm clock like hypnotized. 3:00 AM. 3:01. 3:02. Every minute felt like a thousand years.
‘’That’s one huge…Cinnamon roll…Nitori-senpai…Look!’’
‘’Huh? What did you say, Mikoshiba?’’
But the red haired boy was only talking in his sleep.
Nitori sighed for the millionth time that night. He was in bed too, but he couldn’t sleep…All he could do was toss and turn. Look at the alarm clock. Toss and turn again.
He’d tried every trick on the book already: He even tried hugging his pillow, trying to imagine it was Rin. Heck, the pillow still smelled like him…It should have worked!
But no. That pillow wasn’t warm enough…It didn’t hugged him back and more importantly…It didn’t whisper anything in his ear or gave him goodnight kisses.
Nitori was really frustrated. Even knowing they were just steps away, he felt so lonely…
He took out his phone from under his pillow and for a moment he just stared at the screen.
‘’Would it be ok if I send him a message?…No, but we said goodnight hours ago…What if I wake him up?’’
Suddenly and while he was thinking that, the phone vibrated and fell on his chest, scaring the hell out of him.
‘’Ouch! Shi…A message? It’s from senpai!’’
Nitori read the message eagerly and then they started texting.
RIN: Damn, I can’t sleep.
Nitori smiled, so happy he could die.
NITORI: Me neither…
RIN: Sousuke snores.
Rin couldn’t know it, but Nitori was disappointed. He didn’t laugh as Rin had expected and instead, he just started complaining about his own new roommate.
NITORI: Mikoshiba talks in his sleep and moves way too much. It’s like an earthquake every five minutes.
RIN: Jeez…I wonder why I’m not surprised.
NITORI: …It’s torture.
RIN: Just kick his mattress and he’ll stop.
NITORI: I don’t mean that. This stupid bed is too big and uncomfortable without you. And it still smells like you. It’s driving me crazy. I can’t take it…
RIN: Ai. I’m literally just some steps away. If I drop my phone, you’ll fucking hear it. Don’t make this harder, please.
NITORI: I know…I’m sorry…I’m just tired…Good night.
But Nitori couldn’t do that anymore, so he turned off his phone. He had a lump in his throat and his eyes were starting to itch.
He didn’t want to make things more difficult…However, he needed to talk to Rin about it, because he needed to know he wasn’t the only one feeling that way. He needed to know he wasn’t the only one who cared.
Sometimes he just felt stupid…Like a kid throwing a tantrum…And Rin was being so rational about the whole situation…
Sure, deep down inside he knew that was just the mature way to act…But that kid just couldn’t help but wonder if Rin missed him at all.
…And that question killed him every time.
Nitori hugged his pillow again.
‘’Damn, I’m such an idiot…’’
‘’Yes, you are.’’
Nitori almost jumps off his skin.
Rin was standing there in the dark. He told him to hush and then he got in bed.
‘’Senpai! What are you doing here? If Mikoshiba wakes up…’’ Nitori whispered.
‘’Sousuke snores like a motherfucker.’’
Rin looked at him, this time with a serious expression.
‘’Are you still upset about the whole change of room thing?’’
Nitori remained silent for a few seconds. Then he sighed.
‘’I know, I’m an idiot. You don’t have to tell me.’’
The couple didn’t say anything else for a while.
Mikoshiba suddenly moved and the whole bunk shook.
‘’Mother of god…You weren’t exaggerating.’’ Rin commented.
Rin smiled at Nitori tenderly and then he ruffled his hair.
That encouraged Nitori to talk.
‘’Rin…It’s not about the room. I’m just scared…Because I’ve noticed…Time goes by so fast…Before you know it, everything changes…And I’m so happy right now with you…I’m afraid because I don’t want that to change…Do you understand?…Aren’t you afraid?’’
‘’No.’’ Rin answered without hesitation.
‘’…N-No? Then…It’s just me I guess…’’
Nitori tried to look away, but Rin grabbed his chin and wouldn’t let him.
‘’I’m not afraid because everything around us may change some day, but I know there will be at least one thing that will always stay the same. And it’s the most important one.’’
Nitori’s eyes started to pour tears. But he seemed relieved now.
Rin just let him cry, pulling him closer.
‘’Besides…Aren’t we always talking about that house we’ll buy some day, silly?’’
‘’The one with beaded door curtains and a pool?’’ Nitori smiled for the first time, between tears.
‘’…And a dog. A huge dog…Don’t forget that…’’
‘’Gou-san…I can’t eat any more cookies…I’m so full…Mmm…Ok, just one more…’’ Mikoshiba mumbled.
‘’…Or, maybe you’ll have to visit me in jail, because I’m killing every member of that family.’’ Rin said.
Nitori giggled at last and when Rin heard him, he smiled and kissed the boy’s lips.
‘’Don’t worry so much, ok? I love you. That’s why I know everything will be fine…’’
‘’You’re…You’re right!…’’ Nitori nodded, convinced.
‘’Now…Can I go to my room? It’d be trouble if that brat up there wakes up…’’
‘’…Nope…’’ Nitori cling to him shamelessly. ‘’Not until I fall asleep’’
‘’Fine, but fall asleep already…’’
‘’I swear. You’re such a baby sometimes.’’
‘’I’m sorry.’’ But Nitori was smiling against his chest.
‘’But at least you don’t snore…’’
‘’Hehe…Senpai, so…You think I’m a better roommate than Yamazaki-san?’’
‘’Absolutely. You’re the best. That’s why I want you to be my roommate for the rest of my life, idiot…’’
‘’O…Ooh…That…Makes me… so happy…’’
It didn’t take long…Nitori started yawning and in a matter of minutes, he fell asleep…Holding Rin tight.
A game of Never Have I Ever that takes a twist, and will leave you with chills at the end.
that is not what i expected, woah
I thought this would be fun, but I got bitch slapped with life
a little girl who grows up thinking all doors are automatic but actually she’s haunted by a really polite ghost
I have worked too hard for too long to get here, and I am NOT going to jeopardize it for some garbage boy who got lucky! Got it?
I don’t think writers realize that “strong female character” means “well written female character” and not “female character who punches stuff and shoots stuff”
Let’s play a game called “I’m totally joking, but would do that in a heartbeat if you were into it”