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ysdn where they've been dating for a good while, and yoshida, in addition to calling denji "denji-kun", also has pet names for him, whereas denji still calls yoshida "yoshida". bit impersonal for a boyfriend...? denji thinks he should at least use yoshida's first name, but...
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yoshida always smells nice. clean. it's his detergent, denji deduces, because he left his jacket behind at denji's place once and the smell lingered. it's propably something really fancy, unlike the powder that denji buys with coupons that makes his skin itch if he uses too much.
I think ive worked out a storyline and a central conflict for delinquent dnj/stuco president ysd at least... now if i could find the strength and discipline to make something out of it ๐ฅบ i will try my best
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one day they're watching a movie together on the couch, yoshida's head in denji's lap. the movie's alright, slow-paced; denji seems to be enjoying it despite it not being his usual action or sci fi picks.
then yoshida feels a hand in his hair. petting him.
kz ๐ ๐ช retweeted
i imagine that denji really likes getting his hair played with โบ๏ธ not that he'd admit it or ask for it outright, but he'd always lean into it whenever yoshida pets his head or washes his hair for him, sometimes he'd even fish for it by leaning his head on yoshida's shoulder
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delinquent dnj au //
"it's no biggie," denji says, straining. he points to his ankle, swollen and wrapped. he twisted it earlier during soccer practice. "nurse said i can walk."
yoshida frowns. he grips the handlebar of his bike tighter. "all the way home, denji? like that?"
yoshida laughs again. denji doesn't think it was that funny. then he looks over his shoulder, at denji, and denji can't see his mouth but knows he's smiling because his eyes are too, corners crinkling and gaze soft. not one of those fake cryptic smiles, but real. and gorgeous.