#when you look back (look back mention 🗣️) its been very much there since his intro chapter 😭

[homolobotomized]

such a big fan of this page. nagumo's text emboldened, yotsumura's expression,, "shaddup ab why im keeping this dude who has no chance of recovery (barely) alive. let's talk ab the reason im keeping this dude who has no chance of recovery (barely) alive",,, good shit

[jumexju]

BATHROOM

Fic Type !! : Fluff / Queerplatonic

CW !! : Small mentions of body dysmorphia, reader has curly hair & is genderfluid, other than that, none !

Summary !! : Yuta wakes up to see you cutting your hair.

Notes !! : This is very much self-insert but idc, genderfluid ppl RISE UP 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ (Its my first time doing a qpp pairing so any feedback would be appreciated!!)

✦ MASTERLIST

IT WAS the middle of the night and you couldn't sleep.

You had tried to go to sleep, trying to find the right position so you could indulge in a much-needed slumber, yet even as the moon rose ー you still could not for the life of you, get to sleep.

"Hhhh.." You groaned as you rubbed your face, you were bored. It was around 2 am by now, so you decided to just say 'fuck it' and get up. The scissors were cold when you picked them up, but you couldn't be happier. You'd been putting this off for the longest time, wondering if you should do it, knowing there was a possibility you could cut your hair too short.

But it was better than having that heavy feeling weighing on your chest because you didn't look the way you wanted to. You smiled as you softly stepped out to head to the bathroom, careful not to be too loud so you didn't wake anyone up. Lord knows Maki would be pissed if you were to interrupt her sleep.

The lights blinded you for a bit before your eyes adjusted to the brightness. You looked into the mirror with a smile, happy that you were finally going to get to cut your hair after weeks of ignoring it.

You stood there for a moment wondering what hairstyle you should go for, whether you should keep it the same as before or try out something different. After a while, you decided to cut it the same you always have and take it from there.

You smiled as you hummed to yourself, tresses of hair falling into the sink as you snipped them off. That weight on your chest had finally been lifted, it was like you were you again. For the past two weeks, you didn't really feel like yourself, you felt.. wrong?

So the relief you got from being able to look at yourself in the mirror and actually be happy was assuring.

That was, until you heard the door to the bathroom open.

Your eyes widened as you looked at Yuuta who was looking at you. He could tell you'd done something to your hair with the way there were pieces of it in the sink & counter. You looked like a deer caught in headlights.

"Uhm.. ?" He looked confused.

"Hi." You blurted out as a smile began to tug at your lips. "Sorry- I'll clean this up." You laid the scissors down on the counter so you could get to cleaning up all the cut hair around you & on your clothes.

"Why are you.. cutting your hair?" he asked as he sat on the counter, looking down at you as you cleaned up. He genuinely wanted to know why.

"I needed to." you said to him.

He chuckled, "No, I mean- How come you're cutting it at this hour?" He didn't need you to explain yourself, he was just curious.

"Oh- Well, i felt like i'd been putting it off and just couldn't sleep so," You shrugged. "Just decided to do it now or else i'd just keep putting it off."

"I see.." He smiled as you looked at yourself in the mirror. He understood why you were doing it & was honestly just happy that you were happy. "I like it."

"Like what?" You looked over at hi curiously.

"Your hair. It looks nice." He smiled warmly as he reached over to pet your fluffy hair, he was one of the people you let touch your hair since you trusted him.

You smiled at how accepting he was. He was the first person you came out to after all, so there was an unbreakable trust between the two of you.

"Thank you," you smiled and looked around to make sure the place was clean, "I'll see you tomorrow for training?" you grabbed the scissors & the comb you'd brought.

"Yeah," He smiled as he hopped off the counter, "Good night, ____."

"Night, Yuu..!" You smiled to yourself as you walked out of the bathroom, heading back to your room.

Truly, there was no other better feeling than being comfortable in your own skin.