“um,” atsumu looks at you over his phone screen. “no? we’re babies, dude.”
“we’re twenty,” you sigh, and he watches as you kick your legs up and settle them over his, hooking a hand around your ankle and rubbing his thumb in circles over the nub of bone. “i want to get married.”
“you don’t even have a boyfriend,” he scoffs. “who’re ya gonna marry?”
“i dunno,” your eyes are heavy-lidded, hazy. talking for the sake of talking. he’s listening for the sake of you. “i want… a frat wedding?”
“a what?” he puts his phone down, dropping all semblance of disinterest.
“like, when the american universities have everyone get really drunk and do a pretend wedding for fun. i just want to put streamers everywhere and have a tacky balloon arch and pretend to get married. i want to wear a veil and a miniskirt.”
“okay,” atsumu says hazily, suddenly very aware of the shortness of your shorts and the bareness of the leg he’s touching. miniskirt… “let’s have a frat wedding.”
suddenly, you let out a big huff of air and tip your head back.
“what’s up?” he asks.
“i remembered i don’t have anyone to marry,” you explain. “so no fake wedding.”
you look so dejected, and the corners of your lips are turned down in a pout, and atsumu’s honestly still dedicating about 60% of his brainspace to miniskirt.
“i’ll marry ya,” he says, a little too quickly.
“really?” you say hopefully. “you know that means you’re gonna have to kiss me, right? in front of all of our friends.”
“sounds high-pressure,” atsumu says, lifting your legs out of his lap and setting them aside so he can leverage himself over your prone form. “we’d better start practicin’ now so i don’t embarrass myself.”
𝐂𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐈𝐈𝐈. In this fitting day and because it's less than a month until it happens, I'm bringing back to light that Dain, for the life of him, doesn't remember his own birthday. Besides the fact that erosion plays a part in this, so does his own negativity about himself that made him forget many things related to himself because he simply doesn't view himself as important anymore as an individual, only what he can or can not leave behind through his actions (for example his endless fight against the Abyss Order to not wreck Teyvat). But I will say, however, that depending on whether the year is comprised of 356 or 366 days, he's aware that the 345th / 346th rise of the moon is a special day that concerns his existence.
fun fact: my birthday was also today (or technically yesterday coz timezones, i am in the middle of the pacific lmao) and I've had the just best time watching my fav egg's lil birthday too
I broke up with my bf today and I feel like my final straw was such a dumb reason helppp
Look, my final straw with my only ever boyfriend — in a like 3yr long relationship — was the fact that he stood there while I was building a desk and just pointed out what I was doing wrong instead of trying to help.
In that moment, I was done.
There are no stupid reasons, sometimes when you’re done, you’re done <333