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thinking ab bf suna who holds your neck from the side of u and kisses your temples firmly

thinking about bf suna who puts things on high shelves just so you ask him for help

bf suna who takes videos of you doing mundane things like putting away your hair iron, and when you ask him to stop he simply pouts, “ but you’re so cute doing everything, just pretend you don’t see me”

bf suna who just gives anyone else who flirts with him the stink face, because ever since he met you he can’t find anyone else attractive

bf suna who has a necklace with a heart pendant that has your name engraved into it. whenever he does an interview, he puts it on. sometimes the interviewer asks him about what keeps him motivated, his passions outside volleyball, but he simply makes eye contact with the camera and kisses the pendant gently - “ my lover. they’ve always had this way of making me a better man, and if that’s not worth working for then i’ll simply just wither away.”

bf suna who bites back the urge to bite you whenever you say something kind to him, smiling so hard that his cheeks redden and then getting close- mumbling a , ‘you’re so perfect,’ into the skin of your lips

bf suna who bumps his hips into yours when you cook, then turns away and pretends he’s never done anything wrong his entire life

bf suna who hears wedding bells as you talk shit about him with his sister

bf suna who turns to osamu when you walk down the isle, not because he’s laughing or trying to be calm, but because there are tears pricking at his eyes. osamu’s eyes widen , and as you make your way to your fiancé he sniffles. “ thank you, yn,” he smiles down to you,” for being with me, for choosing me, promise i’ll take care of you, ‘kay? forever.”

bf suna who uses your perfumes when he’s away- even if he smells like ‘sweet sugar cookies’ he doesn’t care. it makes him feel closer to you.

bf suna that earns a ‘🤨’ from your parental figure because they fear that suna knows you better than them. he’s got everything about you memorised thanks to your mutual pining during college.

bf suna who rubs his face against you like a cat randomly when you two hang out in silence.

bf suna who would light himself on fire if you were cold [ his words, not my own 🤞🏻]

bf suna ☹️<3

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[jane lynch voice] i am going to create a fake wedding date bf!sakusa that is so boyfriend

you decided to visit your sister before the ceremony, even though she didn't invite you to be a part of her bridal party in favor of her sorority sisters that she was "just closer with, ya know?" it wasn't a bad idea, initially. but, ever the detective of things that will draw attention away from her, she zeroes in on you when you walk in on the arm of your date.

your sister has a death grip on your arm before you can speak, yanking you into the nearest quiet corner and away from your incredibly concerned, incredibly attractive man for the evening. you whisper reassurances that you're fine but not before his hand flies out to catch you after you nearly trip on the train of her dress. perks of bringing a volleyball player as your date: his reflexes won't ever let you fall. you're careful not to step on her bulbous, pristinely white dress because, as funny as it would be, it would make your situation so much worse if she decided to scream at you.

"are you fucking kidding me?"

you put on your best face of innocence and hope for the best. "i have no idea what you're talking about." she points an accusatory finger at your tall, muscled, suit-clad coworker currently plastered with a fake smile as he feeds your eager parents lies about your relationship. he sneaks a glance at you and meets your eyes, subtly raising a single sharp eyebrow in question. you okay? you nod, drawing your face into a tight expression and rolling your eyes that has him quirking the corner of his pretty mouth. he was really beautiful and you think that's why your sister is so enraged.

"you said you were able to find a date."

"and i did?" you raise your eyebrows at her skeptically. maybe it was okay to gaslight her a little bit, for your own sanity. she'd definitely done her fair share to you growing up. bride or not, she was still your sister. "is that not what you wanted me to do?"

"i didn't want you to bring someone from work," she hisses, grip on your arm becoming slightly painful as she sinks her gel-polished nails into your flesh. "do you know how many people are gonna be paying attention to your stupid fucking olympian boyfriend instead of me?" your mouth falls open in shock. that's what she's worried about?

"i'm not trying to upstage you on your day, big sis, really." you try to patch up her panic and wrath while also suppressing your laughter. "we'll sit in the back and keep to ourselves. i'm not part of your bridal party, so no one should think twice about your relationship to me anyways." she ponders this idea for a moment and then humphs, satisfied with your answer and finally releasing your arm.

in a matter of seconds, he's politely excusing himself from your parents and at your side, gently taking your forearm in his hands as you regretfully rub the nail-marks imprinted on your skin. his thumb leaves goosebumps where it runs over the little cuts left by your attention-hungry sister.

"i'm fine, omi."

"you sure?" his dark eyes are soft with concern and you want to kiss him right there. "i know a good sports medic that can check these out for you," he jokes, the medic being you and the sports part being the black jackals.

"mhmm. let's go sit down." he laces his fingers in yours as naturally as if you were actually dating and you have to constantly remind yourself that he is, in fact, not actually your boyfriend.

it was a miracle you were able to convince him in the first place and you found it a little amusing that he volunteered himself to go after you said you would ask bokuto and atsumu if he said no. you walked an odd line with kiyoomi, sometimes, between friends and more than friends but never actually talking about your feelings. as such, you asked him about three million times if he was sure that he wanted to go with you and only stopped asking after he said he looked forward to it. when you asked him if he was looking forward to the wedding itself, he gave you a perplexing answer: not necessarily.

you sit down in the garden where the ceremony will take place at the very back corner, under the shade of some blooming trees. the flowers are beautiful, vibrant shades of purple cascading down from the branches in tiny rosettes. your hand doesn't leave kiyoomi's even after you have a seat mostly because he doesn't let you, resting your hand in his on his lean thigh. at some point and to your disappointment, he lets go of your hand, but you're pleasantly surprised to see he doesn't go far as he shrugs off his suit jacket and stretches his arm around your shoulders. you lean into him, feeling the crisp fabric of his buttonup on the exposed back of your clothes and his fingers absentmindedly tracing shapes on your bare skin.

"i don't think they're going to be a good fit for each other," he whispers in your ear and you have to bite your fist to keep from laughing at his brutal honesty. you start to tear up from the hilarity of the moment, laughing in the middle of your sister's wedding, and you look over to see him biting his lip in suppressed chuckles too. his fingers pick some stray flower petals from your hair.

"omi, you can't just say things like that." your gaze flicks to meet his and you're grateful you're sitting because he's looking at you so intensely that it would have your knees dropping from under you otherwise. "but...you're not wrong." he gives you a rare smirk and you feel your face start to burn a little bit.

after the ceremony, his suit jacket remains off and you have to stop yourself from drooling when he rolls up the sleeves of his shirt, draping his jacket on one arm and holding your waist possessively with the other. every time he did something different or something that you didn't ask him to do, he's asking for permission in your ear and it takes all of your willpower not to scream at him that he could do anything he wanted to you man has you absolutely WHIPPED. your hand finds a place on his chest when you talk about him to your friends or relatives that approach you to make small-talk and ogle your date. at one point, you think his heart starts to beat a little faster when you look at him and smile, your faces so close you could feel each other's breath. however, no matter how many eyes are on him, the only person kiyoomi ever looks at is you.

the dinner reception takes place outdoors and you unconsciously cross your legs from the sudden chill. he notices because of course he does and wordlessly drapes his jacket over your shoulders, humming in assent when you quietly thank him. his strong hand is still in yours whenever you're not eating; when he gets tired of letting go and retaking your hand while you're clapping during speeches, his palm finds the bare skin of your thigh and rubs maddeningly loving circles on it.

after the first dance between the newlyweds, your father is stealing you away for a song to ask you about omi and when your wedding would be. when the interrogation gets to be a little too overwhelming, you shoot your date a look and he's standing in a blink, gracefully walking over to you and taking you from your father as the song ends. he doesn't lead you off the dance floor, instead positioning your hand in his and guiding the other to rest on his shoulder while his holds your waist. you admire how handsome he is at this proximity, brushing a stray curl from his face and tracing the two moles above his eye with your finger. when he speaks, his voice is low and doting.

"are you having fun?"

"i am." you beam at him and receive a soft smile in return, the equivalent of omi grinning. "thank you for agreeing to being my fake boyfriend for the night."

"you're going to need to walk me through the rest of this process, by the way."

"process?"

"mhmm." his eyes are shining with something like mischief and it makes your heart skip a few beats. maybe it's the heels or maybe it's how fucking beautiful his face glows in the soft light, but you can barely keep your voice steady and your legs are already threatening to give out.

"what do you mean, omi?"

"well, how does one get promoted from fake boyfriend to actual boyfriend?" your mouth falls open in disbelief and, after he gives you a few moments to process what he said, his face comes dangerously close to you so that all you see, feel, hear, and smell is him. "may i?"

you nod and then all you could taste is him, too. his kiss is sweet and gentle and furiously leaves you wanting more. he promises to take you on a proper first date when he pulls away enough to talk but you're too much of a smiling mess to form coherent thoughts. his eyes give away that he's a smiling mess on the inside, too.

"you look happy."

"i'm always happy when i'm with you, even if it doesn't show."

"can i ask what's got you so love-struck all of a sudden?"

"i just think it's a little funny that we're starting at the ending." your lips form a single oh of understanding at what he means by "the ending." you look around at "the ending," the dresses, the buffet, the dancing, the laughing, the cake, the speeches.

The love.

"and do you want this ending? with me?"

"i want you to take a wild guess," is all he says before he's kissing you so fervently again that you'd be a fool not to understand his answer.

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WAIT. I'm losing my mind over that friends to lovers post you reblogged. All I can think about is college Albedo + mutual pining, romantic tension, and friends to lovers OTL

- Leaving little post it notes in his bag or inside the cover of his textbook to tell him to have a nice day or remind him to take care of himself because you know he has a tendency to work too hard sometimes!! And what if he meets up with Sucrose and Timaeus because they like to catch up and sometimes discuss their research or homework, and they see Albedo hiding a grin behind his books and think that he's solved a particularly difficult problem but it's just a cute little note you slipped him when he wasn't looking

- You stay up studying for exams with Albedo and he dozes off on your shoulder so you sit there afraid to move because you don't want to wake him but you're also dying inside

- The two of you go to the library to work but eventually get distracted so it turns into the two you sitting close together on a couch and reading each other sections from your favourite books

- I can also see him as someone who rambles about labs or new research he's absolutely taken by. Weeks later when you mention something he said before, he's a little surprised but you just tell him that you tried your best to understand everything because you know it's important to him and maybe his heart skipped a little

- Going off your headcanons: Albedo looking for little specimens and deciding it could be a fun outing with Klee so she can get some sunshine and you find the two of them in the park. You end up joining them and Albedo's heart softens seeing you and Klee laughing and smiling together!

- I remember this little headcanon you had where he snorts when laughing sometimes and imagine Albedo letting one slip out while he's with you, and Kaeya teasing him later on.

- Eventually, his friends start asking if the two of you are together because of the silent affection and teasing between the two of you. Albedo knows he likes you but he's scared a relationship will ruin everything and you're too important to lose even if it means he never says anything, but little did he know, you have feelings for him too.

Anyway, I hope you have a nice day and week! Sorry about this monster of an ask lmao

NEVER APOLOGIZE FOR ALBEDO

NEVER

Like... there are two characters that I seldom, if ever, turn down and that's my beloved Albedo and beloathed Scaramouche- If you don't want me to shut up about a topic??? Like just utter word vomit???? Bring them up. Bring them up, I dare you--

Okay okay okay okay now lemme just--

oops. 1.4k words. Enjoy your headcanon drabbles, courtesy of me being a hard simp for Albedo--

College au Albedo is pretty close to how he normally is! Brilliant, though having difficulties with making friends and keeping said friends, getting carried away with experiments (did you know if you're on good enough terms with the professors, they'll vouch for you so you can use the lab when there aren't classes using them?? Yeah)...so the friendship that you have with him is certainly the closest one he has.

It'd be the kind where you knock on his dorm or apartment door at 11:45pm with some takeout and your textbooks and he'll let you in without a second thought. You slip inside and settle on the floor next to the coffee table cross-legged, setting the food out as if you don't live a good walk away. He wasn't going to sleep any time soon anyway.

Like the kind of friendship where your hand instinctively slips into his to tug him towards something cool you found or to the café where you tend to go after classes.

Even after you get to your destination, you don't let go.

Now that that has been established--the little notes you slip into his bag or on his books really began as a little reminder. Despite his keen intellect, Albedo tends to easily forget things because his mind is always going onto the next thing. So, being the great friend you are, would just slip a note to remind him to take breaks, eat a snack, or that you're supposed to go and meet Sucrose and Timaeus after class to prep for the upcoming exams.

Neither of you really know when they began to turn into doodles or 'seemingly platonic declarations of adoration'. It's normal for friends to write a heart besides "Don't forget I love you!", right? Yeah.

The smile that makes it's way on Albedo's face is unmistakable the moment that Sucrose accidentally stumbles upon a sticky note carefully tucked in one of his notebooks.

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Speaking of Albedo and his tendencies to get carried away with stuff, he often functions on...minimal sleep.

Those nights that you pop up at his place to study or just hang out, he often ends up dozing off, glasses sliding uncomfortably down the bridge of his nose and hair tousled out of it's usual style.

You never plan to stay the night (though even when he's awake he insists you do because it's not as safe at night to make the commute home), but you can't just disturb his sleep when it's the first time in a while that he's probably gone without taking a capsule or two of melatonin to help himself back into some semblance of a sleep schedule.

It's these moments that you remember just how soft his hair is and just how nice his shampoo smells.

Also that he's a cuddler.

You awake in the morning, back aching and eyes squinting against the sudden brightness of the world around you and limbs tangled with your best friend. He's unbothered because his face is half-shoved against the crook of your neck.

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With the library, you often find yourselves in a little game. There's so much to learn and so, so many topics through the old vanilla-scent found between pages!!

So trips to the library end up with the two of you digging and sifting to find a topic you've never heard of, sit and read for 15 minutes, then proceed to explain said topic the best you can (without looking!!). It almost always ends up with a few chuckles from Albedo as you fumble explaining (and half-making up) information and Albedo's (unfairly) great short-term memory winning out.

Speaking of...between actually studying and your little topic games, Albedo turns to you to bounce off his current observations and ideas. Sucrose and Timaeus, though both in similar majors as Albedo, are busy with their own projects and research to the point that they don't really have the time to help with stuff as extensive as his research.

Annnnd, naturally, since you don't have anything better to do and are almost always by his side, you play that part!

You listen intently no matter how dense the subject may be and no matter if you do or do not have the background knowledge.

When you ask him to explain something you don't quite understand, he can't help but blink in surprise because you were listening??? And wanted to really understand? You prove time and time again (even days, weeks later) that you listened to every word that tumbled out during his rambles.

And of course you do! Albedo's one of the most important people to you, so it's only natural that you want to show interest in his interests.

Also it's pretty cool to find out those random bits of trivia (like lobsters and their repairable telomeres-).

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Klee!!!

Oh man, the first time that you met Klee was a pretty hectic day for Albedo. Due to his Aunt Alice's incredibly busy schedule, he tends to care for Klee on days that he doesn't have class.

However, that particular day he just barely finished class before he had to go and pick her up from school.

With you in tow, that is.

Immediately, the little girl brightens up at your presence, no doubt excited from what she's heard about you (listening in to Albedo's conversations with Alice and the embarrassed tone in his voice when he realizes that he's let your name slipped again and now Aunt Alice wants to know about this particular friend who's captured dear little Bedo's attentions). He's relieved when Klee doesn't immediately reveal that.

From then on, Klee insists that Albedo invites you for every outing they have.

The cafe for a quick treat? The bookstore to sit and read a few books?

"Oh, please please please?? Can they come Albedo? Klee promises that she'll be good!"

Who is he to say no?

But above all, those park days are his favorite. You end up running around with Klee, lifting her up so she can reach a particular leaf on a branch, squatting down to see a bug or lizard that she's entirely enthralled by--all while Albedo sits under the shade of a tree on a blanket, sketchbook and pencil in hand.

You don't know it (even though there's many occasions where he's shown you his sketchbook), but the pages are filled with your smile.

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Around you, Albedo's found that he's most comfortable.

There's no need to hide insecurities or hold his tongue when something particularly exciting comes to mind...nor does he hold back in his laughter. Especially with your insistence that his laugh is cute.

That scenario with Kaeya is entirely an accident, proof of just how used to your presence he's become.

It's a late night and you're out with a bigger group of friends than usual, some friends that Albedo's only known since the start of college, but definitely good ones.

With a drink in your hand you all sit at a large table, chatting about anything and everything when you crack a joke and Albedo snorts.

Not like a snort with his normally quiet chuckle, either.

Instead, he's laughing hard, tears gathering at the corners of his eyes and stomach hurting (and maybe it's because of the few sips of drink he's had) and he snorts. The moment the sound escapes him and he's trying hard to calm back down, Kaeya grins.

He's most definitely one of the first people to put two and two together.

After all, Albedo keeps to himself, even around them. But with you around? There's a certain spark of life that ignites.

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It's no surprise that the two of you are close when all is said and done.

But that doesn't stop either of you from choking and cheeks from flushing when someone asks if you're a couple. It happens often--too often to count--and ranges between Kaeya's teasing comments and a few sweet words from an elderly woman passing by your table at the cafe.

And you laugh--you and Albedo--because no, no, you're just friends.

Right?

Then the light hits your features just right, illuminating you in a soft glow that makes your eyes shine and--

It's undeniable the way that he feels for you. The sudden quickening of his heartbeat is proof enough. You slide your drink towards him for him to try and he does the same, eyes unable to leave your lips as you take a sip and then smile.

Between the cracks of his appreciation, of this warmth, dread seeps.

Though...that was just over a week ago.

Sitting down back at his apartment, your head resting on his chest and your hands intertwined while you watch whatever's on tv, you shift. Your lips meet in a sweet kiss.

And Albedo wonders how neither of you managed to see it sooner.

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chapter 2 of chemical reaction sitting in my drafts

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chemical reaction<3

chapter 1: but they could never know that

tags! albedo x f! reader, academic rivals to lovers, albedo is a teasing shit i love him, college au!

a/n: disclaimerr when you see a butterfly that means it’s y/n pov and when you see a star that means it’s albedos! okay? okay.

“okay class i know it’s only the first day but to test ready you are for this course we will conduct a lab research” the teacher said as everyone settled down. almost immediately whispers and slight groans were heard all around the laboratory.

internally you were complaining as well but you could never let him know.

you were always naturally gifted in the science department no matter what you did the understanding of different elements and atoms was just second nature.

growing up you were always the top of your class even when your mom inducted you into the favonious science and tech school.

that was until some cocky prodigy came into ur path.

albedo, “the chalk prince” or whatever. and for the rest of middle school and highschool you two were well…competitive.

one fond memory was when you two were actually tied for the top 1% of the school and ended up having a full on fight that got so bad teachers had to pull you apart.

but nonetheless you graduated top of your class expecting to never see the aforementioned chalk prince after highschool . though to you he was really more a tyrant than anything. but even then life always finds its way to screw you over. it came to your surprise that you would once again see the blonde in college.

how splendid.

“oh cmon it’s just baby chemistry i’m sure all of you will do just fine, i’ll assign partners and you will have to work with each other for the rest of the semester”

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shit shit shit shit. why is this stupid ass teacher assigning a LAB on the first day? and partners? absolutely not. maybe if i get lucky i’ll get partnered with sucrose. right? right?

“okay first up we have y/n and…albedo”

oh archons why me.

“well it seems we meet again y/n” albedo says across the room waving to me with his oh so ever shit eating grin.

i stood there in silence. i want to scream.

“well y/n best start your research soon so go sit next to mr.albedo” the teacher said reminding me of how miserable this semester is about to be!!!

i gather my belongings as i heard a few scattered laughs either from old classmates or just the pure expression i probably had right now.

i sat down next to him (sadly)

“y/n it looks like you’ve seen a ghost” albedo said laying his face on his palm looking at your face

“if you’re just going to repeat the cat and mouse game we played back in high-school then i don’t want to hear you talk” i said sighing

“chill out in not here to pick a fight, it’s just natural we meet again considering how last year went”

since we both were talented in the sciences and graduated at the top of the class it was natural you both applied to the same college.

“if you say so then i propose that we make a promise” i said stating it almost as a demand

“oh? and that is?” he said intrigued

“that we won’t let our competitive side get to us. this course benefits in our teamwork so if we don’t work together than we will both fail. so no cat fights and no comparing ourselves.”

“for once i agree with you, almost like you read my mind” he said leaning back fixing up his hair.

a few more minutes passed and the teacher finished assigning groups and thus began our research.

albedo and i had to study the quality of life and how it was created.

he seemed surprisingly well versed in the topic despite how complex it is.

just examining how he worked was already enough to explain how despite his sour personality how he always managed to beat me at everything.

the more minutes i spent next to him the more i felt guilty for treating him like an asshole just because he got a better score than me sometimes. sometimes that competition kept me pushing through my hardest times

but he could never know that

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i’m pretty sure y/n hates me. usually people describe me as shy but i’m just working all the time. despite most kids using me for homework answers or some stupid favor they need me to do y/n always kept me on edge. it was always nice having the sort of push and pull we had.

it pushed me further

to do better is something that takes passion and no matter how much i love science and alchemy the thrill i feel from fighting for the number one spot will alwyas be my main motivation. but if i were to do that for the rest of my life with y/n, i wouldn’t mind the challenge.

but she could never know that

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wait my last post…but albedo 😯

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i’m sorry but i cant get out academir rivals to lovers kazuha like oh my god the tension heloo?

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headcanons for liyue characters! in school…

tags! modern au!, school, mentions of math (gross), pretty much all younger liyue characters

includes: chongyun, hu tao, xingqiu, and xiangling!

chongyun!

tbh he would be a good student but def the “too gullible for his own good” made OBVIOUS by xingqiu (i literally hate them bye/p). his grades are average and he would probably like sitting in a more secluded area maybe in the courtyard or in a classroom. xingqiu would obvi sit w him and prob tell him some ghost stories. also i feel like chongyun would be superstitious abt ghosts in the school and hu tao would prob make fun of him.

xingqiu

my fave guhua geek or whatever. OBVI a try hard but in the cool way. but honestly he’s definitely that one super smart kid who will try to help u out if anything, he gives off that vibe yk? definitely spends most of time in the library always picking up new books to read and his best subject is defo literature tho he’s pretty much good at everything bc of his business background. although he speaks with eloquence he’s definitely more of a little shit head then you might think. his words definitely carry a second meaning and that definitely comes out when he’s messing around with chongyun or hu tao (although hu tao catches on much easier).

hu tao

i feel like she would honestly be a secret try hard. she likes trying to keep a less tied down point of view in life but i feel she still strives to do her best yk? though i feel as if her smarts come naturally. more of a social type but people sometimes find it hard to communicate with her. luckily she has chongyun, xingqiu, and xiangling by her side. i feel she would try turning to zhongli when she needs help with more personal matters (i love their dynamic sm ). like i’ve mention like ten thousand times she definetly loves pulling pranks and teasing her friends, especially the more gullible ones in the group xiangling and chongyun who seem to fall for anything.

xiangling

my faveee ever i love her sm <3. anyways xiangling would definetly strive in more…creative arts, but would 100% be lost in things like math and science. tho lowkey i feel she would try apply cooking to science and i feel as if that’s her main way of trying to learn the subjects. like hu tao she slider on the social side but she would much rather spend her free time with the group. i feel she would be one of those girls who brings like cookies and cupcakes to school and just gives them out to her friends, she’s just nice like that. a little gullible sure but she doesn’t take it to offense and enjoys the pranks as much as anyone else does. plus, who ever said she didn’t ever get payback with some of her more… questionable dishes ;)

a/n: idk this just came up in my head but i had sm fun writing this i think i might make some scenarios for this group if friends they’re all so cute :( <3