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Longing Feelings are Just Car Wrecks

Hello! I haven't written anything Ajin related in years. After reading (and cringing over) some of my old fanfiction, I really wanted to put out more content. I feel like the fandom has died off but to those who are still into it, I hope you enjoy!

Izumi Shimomura was a busy woman.

Tonight, Shimomura was finishing up on a few emails, fixing an excel spreadsheet, while listening to the latest update on one of her favorite podcasts. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Tosaki looking up at her from his own laptop every now and then. These quiet nights together used to make her nervous, their hierarchical relationship was still so strict, something that they were both trying to maintain. As the weeks went on, that feeling started to die down by a lot. They would check in with each other a few times a day, most of the time not saying anything at all. They didn't have to. Shimomura valued these moments; they were peaceful, and she didn't have to subject herself to listening to two teenage boys having a screaming fight back and forth at each other.

Tosaki reached forward and slightly angled her laptop so he could see it. Shimomura must have not noticed how much louder her clicking has gotten, something that happens when something had started to annoy her. She sighed, pausing her podcast and taking out her earbuds.

"Are you alright," Tosaki scanned through the email she was typing up.

Shimomura leaned back in her chair, "I'm fine," she paused, Tosaki waiting for her to finish her thoughts, "I just have to fix another mistake that one of the new interns made. I don't know why they were hired straight out of college. They don't know how to do much."

"Neither did you," Tosaki said, a small smirk growing on his face. . Shimomura shrugged, slightly defeated, "I suppose."

Tosaki shut her laptop, "Well, it'll get done tomorrow. It's late."

Shimomura checked the time on her watch. It was nearing two in the morning and as if on command, a small yawn escaped from her mouth. It wasn't often that the two were able to actually get any sleep. The day was a bit quieter though, and as of right now they couldn't track down Sato. Usually that would alarm all of them, but this wasn't the first time they tried to capture Sato. They had to remain calm in order to win.

"What were you listen to," Tosaki asked.

Shimomura looked down at her phone and smiled slightly, "A serial killer podcast."

Tosaki let a small puff of laughter out, "Are you taking notes on how to finish me once and for all when all this is over?"

Shimomura grinned up at him, "Well it would be nice to put my suspicions to rest on if you're an ajin or not Tosaki-san."

"Well," Tosaki shut his laptop off, "Perhaps we can find out at some point in the future."

Shimomura frowned, "I don't think I'd ever want to find out actually. The chance of you not," why was she getting so emotional? She must really be tired. She took a deep breath before starting again, "The chance of you not waking up...I don't think I'd ever be okay with that."

Tosaki smiled gently at her before going to hold her hand, "You can't get rid of me that easily."

Shimomura stared down at their hands before looking back up at him, "I know that Tosaki-san."

Tosaki felt a strange pang in his chest that he wasn't used to. The feeling was inappropriate, abusive, and just plain wrong. The feelings he had felt like a car crash in a dramatic movie. Long, dragged out, every small detail of the crash felt horrible, and yet he couldn't look away. Crashes only end bad, and this feeling felt like one of those situations. No matter how hard he tried to stop it though, he could never shake the feeling.

Shimomura felt her face heating up, "Well," she cleared her throat and pulled her hand away, "I'll be on my way."

He was upset that this feeling was going to end just as it started, "Alright. Sleep well."

Shimomura stayed seated for a few seconds, trying to figure out something else to say. She was just too damn tired, she could hardly think, and the way he stared at her made her go crazy. She stood up and slipped her phone away, "Good night Tosaki-san."

They both supposed internally that they could address these feelings at a later time.

Notes:

I'm happy to be writing some slow burn mom and dad again. I haven't watched or read the manga in a very long time so they might be a bit ooc but thanks for reading anyway! Maybe I'll post some of my old fanfiction since some things got lost when I deleted my old account.

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I use to make content for Danganronpa years ago, and then I stopped due to harassment that I was receiving. I deleted my old tumblr and stopped making content on AO3. Here is my comeback.

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I VOLUNTEER

They should give mr compress three weed smoking girlfriends

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Absolutely some sort of degenerate.

-100 points

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Sorry not sorry but if you send someone an apology but then delete it when they don't answer it a second later, it's not a genuine fucking apology.

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I know I've joked about only dating men that looked like Mr. Compress

BUT Y'ALL

I deadass had a customer that looked JUST like him!!! He was so damn cute and I hope he comes back in again

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hoping kyle rittenhouse never feels safe in his life ever again and lives the rest of his days in his undeserved freedom as scared as humanly possible to leave his house every day

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rb to give garlic bread and a warm hug to the person u rb'd from

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twice, walking into the base with an arm full of fresh loaves after stealing from a bakery: hey dabi, you want bread?

dabi, without looking up: yeah

twice, looking through his haul: you want uh.... sourdough or ...brioche?

dabi, visibly confused: huh

dabi: oh you meant the food

twice: ...

twice, knocking all the bread onto the floor: no i didn't

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I love Mr. Compress so much (duh) but he just looks like a fuck boy senior frat guy from TKE who asks you to do fireball shots because that's the hardest liquor he can do

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A want

Damn, Facebook advertising is really getting good at knowing what I want.

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getting really into penis lately

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@some-cookie-crumbz I love you and our Fuuka creations, and every au of her, fluff and angst and in between

there HAS to be a reason for this

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Hello please reblog this if you’re okay with people sending you random asks to get to know you better

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Literally

I could never be a prohero because we’d be on the battlefield and right before my colleague is about to take down the villain I’d be like “WAIT— STOP!”

and they’d be like “Why?!”

and I’d be like “… They’re kinda cute 😏🔥.”