mizukiiinahellhole

[mizukiiinahellhole]

||𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐤𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 ||

+ Sugawara would definitely be the type to call his s/o “Sunshine”

+ Sugawara looks like the type of person who would be lowkey good at arts and no one would be surprised about it.

+ Sugawara would have a small easel near his bedroom’s window along with a few paintbrushes and canvases.

+ Would help you with your homework. Sometimes, when you lose focus, he rolls up a notebook and gently whacks it on your head before saying, “y/n? Are you listening?” 

+ Would bring the team out to eat spicy food with him and would end up the last man standing.

+ if this man ever saw you crying, he would pull you into a hug before petting your hair gently.

+ Would be the type of guy you’d bring home to your parents.

+ Sugawara would be the type to randomly find a stray cat and would feed it every time he goes home from school.

+ If you ever told him about your crush, it’s either he teases you when your crush is near or would be that quiet friend who would send you the looks.

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𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙝𝙪𝙪𝙮𝙖 𝙣𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖.

The sound of a cork popping resonated in the room, the sizzling sound of wine making its way to your ears. You looked back at your senior, the bottle of wine in his hand--he was holding it gently. If only he held your hand that way, you thought. As you stared at him, his eyes flickered, both of your eyes meeting. Flustered, you looked away, you couldn't help but get nervous under his gaze.

"Relax, dove. Let's enjoy our night," Chuuya chimed, the corner of his lips pulling into a smirk as he walked closer to you. Sitting beside you, he offered you a wine glass. You held the curved under-bottom in your palm, holding it carefully as to not drop it. Chuuya leaned in closer, tipping the wine bottle into the cup's rim. You held your breath, his face was so close to yours, it was inches away from your own. You tensed.

He pulled away, grabbing a glass of his own before having a sip. He chuckled loudly, the liquid inside the cup sloshed as he moved. "That's quality wine there, dove! Try it!" he urged you as his expression showed eagerness. Bringing the rim up to your lips, you gulped down the wine. Chuuya was right, it was delicious. It felt fresh, as if it was brand-new. It must've been exported outside of Yokohama. "You're right, Chuuya! It is good, where is it from?" you asked, looking at him before taking another shot. He smiled, eyes closing for a brief moment.

"It's a secret, dove," he said as he pressed his index finger to his lips. You nodded before finishing up the drink your superior had poured you. Placing the wineglass down, a sigh erupting from your lips, you looked out the window. The night was indeed beautiful, evenings in Yokohama felt like a dream. The city lights were visible from your apartment, they looked like dancing stars of different colors. Yokohama was definitely a breathtaking sight.

A weight rested itself on your shoulder, it was warm and heavy, it pulled you away from your thoughts. You looked beside you, it was Chuuya. He was already drunk, he had always been light-weight when it came to drinking. Nonetheless, he still enjoyed popping open a new bottle of wine every now and then. You chuckled, he was careless even though he was serious about his work. With the distance between you two, you could see his refined features. From his long lashes to his fair skin, you could see every bit of it, every little detail.

His eyes peered open, lashes fluttering as he looked up at you. A disoriented giggle left his mouth, his smile was messy as well. "Sorry dove, I just can't help myself," he reasoned before hiccuping again. He was gone at this point, no more rationality left in his body. Chuuya Nakahara was officially drunk and out of it.

Chuuya hiccuped a few more times and would fall onto your lap, his cheek pressed onto the flesh on your thighs. Your cheeks burned red, eyes widening at the contact. "C-Chuuya?!" you yelped, your voice going high pitched for a moment. He hummed, snuggling onto your lap before saying, "Just for a few minutes, dove.."

He really was hopeless at this point. Definitely out of it, you thought. You didn't mind it though, it was awfully funny and entertaining seeing him act this way. As your lips curled into a smile, your hands brushing through the soft, curly locks of Chuuya's hair, everything indeed felt beautiful.

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𝙥𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙢𝙞 𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙤.

"Megumiii! Come on! Just one pet name, it won't hurt you, ya know!" you whined as you wrapped your arms around your boyfriend's neck. He refused to call you anything even after months of dating; sometimes you wonder if he really loves you or perhaps he has something against nicknames.

The latter let out a small yet frustrated sigh, his eyebrows furrowing. "I told you, Y/n, it's not gonna happen." This made you sad, it really did feel like he didn't love you. As if there was a barrier between you two. You pulled your arms away, letting them fall to your sides as you scowled.

"Fine then, if that's how you want it," you exclaimed as you rushed upstairs. You were hurt, beyond hurt. Megumi was being hard again, you hoped that maybe, just maybe, you had softened his heart; even just a little. However, it seems that wasn't the case.

Opening the door to your shared bedroom, you ran straight for the bed. Curling yourself into a ball, comforting your own sorrow. Oh, how you wished Fushiguro could've at least reassured you, or perhaps explained why he didn't like names of endearment.

As you wallowed in your own grief, loud footsteps could be heard from outside the door. Of course, it was your partner. Who else would it be? The door creaked open, revealing the one and only. You peered at him before looking away, you were clearly upset.

Your partner walked up to the bed, sitting beside your curled up body as he called your name. No response. You didn't exactly want to talk to him right now, you weren't in the mood. "Y/n," Megumi said once more, this time you could feel the desperation in his voice. You found in cute, however, your pride knew better. Thus, you continued to ignore the man beside you.

A shaky sigh was heard, the shuffling of sheets followed shortly after. "B-Babe..." Megumi stuttered. For a moment, your eyes widened. Did he just... you thought, craning your head to look at your lover. He was stark red, his eyes wandering off to something else, his lips pursed into a pout. He looked adorable.

At that moment, your desolation melted away. How could you possibly stay upset when Megumi was acting this way? You reached your hand up, Megumi's cheeks fitting perfectly on your palm as you replied, "Yes, babe?"

This made him turn more red, you could feel the heat rush up to his cheeks as it did yours. Fushiguro opened his mouth before looking into your eyes, saying, "I'm sorry.." and would gently place his hands over yours. Definitely adorable, you thought as you chuckled.