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Food poisoning and lawsuits
ft. low cap texts
” Eᴠᴇʀʏ ᴛɪᴍᴇ I ʟᴏᴏᴋ ᴜᴘ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴋʏ, ʏᴇᴀʜ “
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Y/n
Y/n
scaraa
I think i might be back a bit later
than when i said i would
Read 1 : 23 PM
You
why
Read 1 : 23 PM
Y/n
⁉️⁉️⁉️
Read 1 : 23 PM
You
wjat
wjat
wat
ehat
eh tat
qjat
wnat
Ejat
whar
WHAT.
Read 1 : 24 PM
Y/n
BAGAHAAAHAHAH
im keeping this forever this is a
historical moment
Read 1 : 24 PM
You
🖕🏻🖕🏼🖕🏽🖕🏾🖕🏿🖕
Read 1 : 24 PM
Y/n
at least you got representation
going on
diversity ‼️
Read 1 : 24 PM
You
fuck you
why are you coming late
Read 1 : 25 PM
Y/n
oh eam gee scary mouse caring
warinh for lil ol me ⁉️😱🧓
kicking my feet
Read 1 : 25 PM
You
arent you like 24 act your age
Read 1 : 25 PM
Y/n
my class teaches me things I
actually use in life like this
another reason on why calculus
isnt needed in this world 🎀
(Reacted with a 😐)
anyways
dyk mr kaedehara??
Read 1 : 25 PM
You
kazuha?
Read 1 : 25 PM
Y/n
wth scaramouche using lowercase
FIRST name on someone
are you two secretly dating
im genuine
are you ok today
Read 1 : 26 PM
You
first off die in a car crash
(Reacted with a 🎀)
second off he used to be my co
teacher before i moved classrooms
hes not bad
Read 1 : 26 PM
Y/n
scaramouche.
if you describe someone anything
other than family line degrading
insults it genuinely means you love
them.
and hes “not bad”⁉️⁉️⁉️
hes your soulmate atp
whens the wedding
👨❤️💋👨👨❤️💋👨
Read 1 : 26 PM
You
….
you know
im alone in your home right now.
i wonder l/n
Read 1 : 26 PM
Y/n
pedophilio 😱😱😱😱
anywaysss
WHY DID YOU NEVER TELL ME
THERE WAS SUCH AN ANGEL IN
YOUR DEP
im authentically sobbing
i think my eyesight improved by an
entire digit from looking at him
Read 1 : 26 PM
You
tf
im sending that to him 😐
Read 1 : 27 PM
Y/n
WAIT
okok im sorry 😞
Read 1 : 27 PM
You
you didnt answer my question
why are you coming late
the fatass scratched me when I
tried to get it off my bed to wash
the sheets
😐
Read 1 : 27 PM
Y/n
scaras crusty musty sheets
finally receiving salvation
i bet the waters gonna be pitch hlack
(Reacted with a 😐)
anyways kazu invited me to a cat
cafe nearby
Read 1 : 27 PM
You
since when were you two on
nickname basis
didnt you guys meet today
Read 1 : 28 PM
Y/n
awe are you jealous over your
husband
🥺
sharing is caring dont be a salty
homie dear roomie
Read 1 : 28 PM
You
What the hell.
(Reacted with a 👨❤️💋👨)
Read 1 : 28 PM
Y/n
i learnt it from itto
anyway
ill bring back green tea
bc im nice
Read 1 : 28 PM
You
whatever
Read 1 : 28 PM
Y/n
also
since when did you stop using caps
and periods with me???
im blushing
scara
scar à cheese
hello
ok im sorry i wont do thatagain 😞
#hartbrocken&ghosted
Delivered 2 : 00 PM
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Staring at the notifications popping up on the screen, he read the messages from the alerts but didn’t bother opening them.
With eyes that failed to grab their focus onto anything he dangled an arm down the edge of the couch, he reached his opposite arm meaninglessly into the air. His fingers curled and uncurled around nothing. No matter how much he tried to fill the empty bowl of thoughts, the cracked hole made everything it contained drain out within the same minute. Not even the flimsy patches of denial stopped the waterfall crashing out, further widening the hole.
Kunikuzushi closed his eyes, not wanting to feel any of this all over again.
…Everything that stood between them taken out, the world still forbid them. Both were neither in the position to patiently wait for one another to step a foot out. Neither had the capacity to fully devote themselves to each other, for their bowls were overflowing with the past they had yet to escape. Things would only end up as a disastrous concoction if they tried to mix two unpurifued mixtures together. Both would get even more hurt than they already were.
He was beyond saving. But she still had people who would be willing to give her unconditional support the moment she opened up. The moment she opened her eyes (that she seemed to hold as pretty decoration instead of putting to use) and looked around, she would realize of all the hands outstretched to her direction.
Why would she grab his, littered with ugly scratches and bruises that he had stubbornly held onto from the past he should have been long over.
Someone that didn’t hold a bouquet of trauma in all fleeting colours to offer, rather someone with the capacity to guide her steps to her own healing. Their hand milky and clean of marks, worthy enough to hold onto hers. He could practically already foresee the future even just remaining their weird current relationship as coworker-roommate-friends.
Just as he did multiple times before, the only thing he would leave her with would be additional shards of sharp words.
It would be best for the both of them if he distanced himself.
—Despite saying that, he held onto a string he named selfishness. The halfhearted hope dangling on one fragile leaf, barely holding onto the rotting bough. That she would be different. That maybe this time, he could make things work.
He wasn’t as powerless as he was before. So perhaps, he would be able to hold onto the people he loved before they could fleet away like the wind that came and went in the blink of an eye. What a joke. Even she grew tired of his insufferable attitude and planned on leaving.
His back began to grow sore. Strange.. It couldn’t have been more than ten minutes since he laid back down on the couch after texting her.
“—Guess who’s back!!”
Turns out it had been two hours since.
Head crooning towards the door that swung open, Scaramouche was met with the sight of Y/n tossing her shoes off by the side of the front door. She held two plastic bags with the store label printed on front in her hands, both so filled that they looked on the verge of bursting any given moment. “I didn’t know matcha came in such huge packages.” He raised a brow, sarcastically looking at the bags after recalling her comment that she would only bring back matcha. She looked down at the damage of her shopping and sweatdropped, caught guilty. “I may have gone a wee bit overboard.. But but, the store I found was closing down soon so everything was on discount!”
“Check the expiration dates.”
“…You and I are both young and healthy. If you die I’ll pay for your insurance.”
“That’s not how it works—”
Meow!
A blob of purplish black hopped down from the stairs, stumbling over to f/c coloured socks eagerly. But a millisecond after he pushed his head onto Y/n’s ankle, Kabuki paused abruptly. A loud hiss followed as the feline backtracked upon a whiff of her skin. Scaramouche raised a brow, well knowing that same cat was yowling and meowing for his roommate’s return all day along. “Kabu, what’s wrong?? C’mere, jeez your fur is sticking up.” Her hand reached out to carefully grab his body up, but was met with another threatening hiss before Kabuki ran away.
The h/c haired teacher blinked and stared back at her hand, giving it a quick whiff. Her brows furrowed. “..Maybe it’s the smell of other cats on me?” She guessed awkwardly. Kunikuzushi let a huff out through his nose and grabbed the grocery bags she placed on the ground and headed into the kitchen.
“Awe~ so gentlemanly.” She teasingly cooed, trialing behind him. He ignored her prodding and set one of the bags on the counter, eyes locking on an item. While Y/n was moving onto another topic, he reached his hand into the bag and pulled it out.
…Four boxes. Of pink trash bags.
“Oh yeah, these babies were half price because of final sale discount!! You’ll never have to worry about a black trash bag in your class again.”
“I hope you get food poisoning.”
“Can you play along for just two lines please??”
Meanwhile, Kabuki swished his tail aggressively in an upset manner as his electric violet eyes glowering daggers into her direction from the dining table. He was usually clinging and rubbing all over the same woman he was hissing at the moment she returned home. Jealousy. Y/n washed her hands in the sink, hopefully to rinse whatever smell of other cats from her hand at the very least. The cold water slid off the surface of her skin, getting absorbed into her clothes that she lazily wiped it on instead of going over to the hand towel hanging on the oven handle.
She choked back a laugh once she turned around.
Kabuki and Scaramouche’s figures were perfectly aligned, both with the same salty scowl in their eyes. Imaginary cat ears drew themselves onto her roommate’s head in her mind. The teacher finally gave up on holding it back, fighting for her breath as a series of cackles soon followed. Scaramouche sent her a weird look, rolling his eyes.
…..
Turns out, she really did get food poisoning.
Scaramouche let out an exasperated huff of breath for probably the billionth time that week. His back leaning against the wall next to the bathroom doorframe, trying to ignore the unpleasant sounds of gaging and groans of pain. “Told you so.” He dismissively hummed.
“Ughh…. My guts feel like they’re about to burst, mpfh—”
He frowned and finally ran dry of patience before twisting the metal knob open. A curse flung under his breath as Kunikuzushi padded towards the hunched figure over the toilet and crouched down next to her. “You’re slow in the head. Hurry it up and take medicine.” Her fingers felt frozen from the inside, insides churning and doing national gymnastics within her own skin. Y/n didn’t even notice her hair being swept from her shoulders and held back by a hand that didn’t belong to her.
Scaramouche grumbled incoherent mutters about her being a grown adult that lived alone for years and that the fact she still managed to stay alive and intact was a miracle. Eventually, the female teacher sighed and slumped against the wall, finished reverse swallowing her entire stomach from the previous night. “How come you’re perfectly fine… Life isn’t fair.” “You just realized that now? You’re god chosen to be alive for this long. As a teacher nevertheless.”
His hand lingered in her h/c locks for a little longer than necessary, feeling the soft texture beneath his fingertips. The excuse he made up in his head being that she could jerk back down to throw up again any moment. Upon no signs of her reaching her head towards the toilet again, he relaxed the curled position of his fingers before they retreated back. Her hair slithered back into place, the smell of floral shampoo lingering in the air between them.
“Hwah…. I’m tired.”
She barely felt the shuffle of movement nearby, mind hazed by the lethargic cloud of aftermath. Until something stuck out in front of her mouth. A.. Measuring spoon?
His eyes peered into her own as nonchalantly as they could muster. “I’m shoving it down your throat if you’re just going to ogle at it for five more seconds.” The threat didn’t come off as dismissively as he wanted it to be. Y/n lazily smiled in a teasing manner, silently opening her mouth and closing it around the spoon. He lifted the spoon slightly so the liquid would fall into her mouth more easier.
Once finished allowing the contents into her mouth, she parted from the metal utensil with a small pop. His ears felt disgustingly warm.
“Thank you~”
If he got admitted into the hospital because his stomach burst open because of that smile.. He was charging lawsuit.
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A/n Sigh theyre kinda cute maybe i should just give them a happy ending 😞
Sorry for the short chap, im working on a new fic thatll be published soon so i didnt get as much time to work on notes
anyways FANARTTTTTT
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