You finish the job as you stand, kicking him in the no-no square. “Want a taste of your own medicine, big bully? Not so tough now huh?” You’re throwing punches at their leader while the others are staring in shock. While they were laughing, you had stomped right over to them and punched their leader in the face, knocking him down. “Oh? Is your girlfriend here to save you. They all turn to you in surprise, including Tsukki. This time it was an innocent, green-haired, freckled boy. His hand is warm against your back as he leads you inside.You and Tsukishima has been walking home when you see a group of your school bullies traumatizing yet another victim. “I don’t think it’s too early”, you say softly with a wide smile. You imagine nights ringing with laughter over hearty bowls of food in front of crackling fireplaces, cuddling up beneath blanket forts for warmth. You imagine mornings where he kisses you awake and teases you for refusing to get out of bed, insisting that the sunrise is the prettiest ever despite saying that everyday. You imagine standing in fields of gold with Kita Shinsuke by your side, harvesting crops that you’ve grown from the rich earth with your own hands. “I thought it might’ve been a bit too early to ask that of ya”, he says calmly, even as his pink flush travels down the column of his neck. You watch as Kita flushes pink - you’re pretty sure it’s not just from the day’s heat, scratching the back of his neck as he resolutely lifts his gaze to you. “He means to ask if you’d like to stay forever!” you faintly hear her call.
Grandma Yumie chooses this exact moment to pop her head out from the farmhouse. “Anyway, I came over to ask if you’d like to stay for dinner.” “I’ll try for ya, princess”, he says, eyes shining with mirth as your heart explodes at his use of his childish nickname for you. “Could you erase the last fifteen seconds from your memory?”Īlways the gentleman, he nods even as he chokes on laughter.
Kita’s mouth falls open. Oh gods what happened to your sense of self-preservation? Did you really say that out loud? The gods have mercy on you - you shared baths with him as a child, but if you look at him any longer you will spontaneously combust. “Ya make me sound like a stranger”, he says with a chuckle. “Hello Kita-san”, you greet him politely. Hard labour and the sun’s rays have sculpted your solemn childhood friend with chubby cheeks into a handsome stranger with golden skin, starbursts of freckles across his broad back, making your heart stutter in your chest as he greets you with a polite bow and an uncharacteristic wide smile. You could plausibly argue that your last memory of Shin is of his serious, lean teenage self - the photos his grandma sent you hardly does his present self justice. You have the excuse that you’ve been busy, been away at the university studying business at your parents’ insistence instead of taking over your family’s farm like you always intended. You’ve known him all your life, and yet you can hardly recognise the figure striding across the fields towards you. He’s your classmate, waiting patiently at your front door to walk together to you, chiding you whenever you fall asleep in class or catch a cold from forgetting to pack an umbrella. You’ve grown up with him. He’s your first playmate, always to help you out when you fall whilst climbing trees or riding a bicycle too recklessly across the farm, always willing to entertain your fantasies of being a princess, acting as your knight and saving you from the dragon - his father’s old bulldog that only seems to snore. Your family owns the farm right next to his, your grandmothers are best friends, and when you were just a baby your mother swaddled you and tucked you next to him in his cot whenever she pops over to his family’s home for a chat.
Childhood friends to lovers with Kita Shinsuke - 607 words of fluffĪs requested by known Kita Shinsuke your entire life.
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