#1.29.19

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January 29, 2019

Briana & Freddie ☺️

(originally posted on a briana unseen account that is now deleted)

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First time 🌨

Briana via her IG | 1.29.2019

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Brendon during Girls/Girls/Boys in Grand Rapids on Tuesday featuring a little bit of confetti

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Toshinori watches water droplets inch their way down Shouta’s pale shoulders. His hands are buried in his dark locks, massaging at his scalp, the shampoo lather dripping down his forearms. Shouta tilts his head further, easing into the touch and Toshinori knows from past experiences, if he isn’t careful, Shouta has no problem falling asleep right there.

He extracts his hands from Shouta’s wet hair, careful not to pull at any tangles. “Rinse,” he instructs quietly.

Shouta makes a soft noise of acknowledgement, but it still takes him a few more minutes before he moves, dunking his head underwater. Toshinori hardly believed it was possible, or reasonable, to find a tub that could fit him comfortably – regardless of which ‘form’ he was in, his height alone was a challenge – so when Shouta suggested special ordering the tub even larger than his original estimate, he couldn’t fathom why. Now, Toshinori is thankful for the suggestion, even if it still isn’t perfect. He dips his arms into the water to wash away the suds, but his upper arms and chest are still cold above the hot water.

He doesn’t dare sink deeper, however, especially not with Shouta still under water. The last thing they need is to flood his bathroom. Again.

Shouta rises with a quiet sigh, pushing his hair back from his face. Weighed down with water, his hair hangs straight, stopping at his upper back, just between his shoulder blades. There’s a fading bruise on his left side, the mottled edges fading just over the curve of his shoulder and down around his ribs.

Toshinori sits up, reaching around Shouta for the conditioner. He bends his head to press a chaste kiss to the purpling bruise. He feels Shouta shiver as he pulls away. Toshinori works the conditioner into the bottom of Shouta’s hair carefully, letting it soak before he begins to card his fingers through the tangled ends.

“How was the newest class?”

Shouta sighs loudly, shoulders dropping to sink further into the water before he remembers the conditioner and sits up once again. “Annoying.”

Toshinori laughs softly. “You always say that.”

“They’re always annoying.”

“How were they really?”

Shouta is quiet for a long time, considering his answer. “They were okay,” he finally admits. He shrugs, wincing a moment later. Toshinori rubs a comforting hand over his arm. “I still expelled three of them. But they have some potential.”

“I wouldn’t expect anything less.”

“We met the one year I didn’t expel anyone, immediately, I’m still surprised you aren’t aghast every time I expel someone.”

“Well I trust your judgement. Now.” Toshinori can’t see him, but he’s almost positive Shouta rolls his eyes. He drops his hands back into the water. “You can rinse again.”

They leave the bath a few minutes later. They dry off. Toshinori lets his hair from the bun he put it in to keep it dry and drains the tub, while Shouta towels off his hair. If it was up to him, Shouta would simply leave the damp, wavy locks however they fall, but when Toshinori sits on the edge of the bed, placing a bottle of argan oil on the side table, he all but melts into his side.

“Hizashi and Nemuri would never let me live it down if they knew I had a hair-care routine.” Shouta complains, even as he shifts his position so Toshinori can work the oil into the ends of his hair, carefully combing out any last knots with deft fingers.

Toshinori laughs, leaning down to press a kiss to his temple. “Your secret’s safe with me.”

“I only have this secret because of you,” he huffs, shifting to lean his head against Toshinori’s shoulder. “Somehow you tricked me into letting you pamper me, and I still haven’t quite figured out how it happened.”

Toshinori puts the oil aside, sitting back to rest against the headboard. One arm goes around Shouta’s waist, pulling him tighter against his chest. The other tucks damp hair behind his ear, so that he can leave chaste kisses just under it and along his jaw.

“I believe it happened some time between the second time you broke both your arms, and our class’s graduation,” Toshinori says against his skin. They had had a number of shared classes over the years, but there was only one they truly considered their class in a way so different from all the others. The only one Shouta stayed so deeply intertwined with even after they were no longer his first-years, but second- and third-years and eventually Pros. “And if I’m remembering correctly, it had something to do with my, what was it…’incredibly talented fingers,’ hm?”

Shouta scoffs loudly, even as he tilts his head to give Toshinori better access, eyes fluttering shut. “You’re definitely delusional, old man.”

“Of course, my mistake.” Toshinori agrees, but the smile on his face matches the soft one lifting Shouta’s lips all the same.

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Day 754:

1.29.19

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[nbamayne]

Jahlil Okafor w 27 pts and 12 rebs in win vs the rockets

[giganticactus]

As my 21st birthday slowly approaches, I think back to the days when I promised myself that I'd never make it to see 20

[opheliarot]

limerence

honey      drips           the sun across your face in golden light. she would have swallowed it to make you warm enough.

her need sits beside her with gnashing      teeth—           muzzle it and watch her strangle herself on the leash just to be closer, closer, closer to you.

somewhere along the way you lost the true meaning of      passion:           latin root: pati. it is written on her bones. she was made for this.

[brianajungwirththrowbacks]

January 29, 2019

Briana on her & Olivias Instagram story!!

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Photos from last night

I know I just got back but I really want to see this show again

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[literery]

1.29.19 || in other news all of my classes are cancelled for the rest of the week due to this crazy weather ❆ so it turns out this concussion won’t make me fall as far behind as I thought it would. sometimes, life really does look out for you like that ✧

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1.29.19 Tuesday

Read, read, read

Spent some time doing some of my readings and preparing quiz questions. How's your day so far?