You suck at dancing but you're doing it in the middle of a bookstore to the crappy music on the radio and I think it's pretty damn cute AU
"Select English…Select…" Sousuke was muttering to himself while walking through the Tokyo University Bookstore trying to find a last minute textbook.
He had applied on a whim, and got in thanks to some stellar recommendations and his impressive swimming history behind him. His physical therapist said that he could safely complete the physical aspects of learning to be a swimming instructor, and Sousuke already had grown an affinity for anatomy and physiology after his accident, so off to Tokyo he went.
But if he couldn't find this damn textbook in less than 2 hours, he swore he was going to drop out of college.
He had already been late to the entrance ceremony for freshman orientation, got locked out of his apartment, and gotten lost on his way to the bookstore. If this wasn't the universe telling him to drop out of college, he didn't know what it was. Despite his 185 cm, 76 kg frame, and naturally angry looking resting face, he was pretty darn close to crying today.
And to top it all off, that damned SKE48 song was playing in the bookstore radio.
"Kyuuto da ne, my ass," Sousuke frowned, angrily turning the corner in the English Book section of the bookstore and going down yet another aisle. Suddenly, he was faced with the back of a guy only a few centimeters shorter than him, wearing an apron and shelving books. He was clearly into the song, Sousuke noted, watching as the young man performed choreography a tad too "kawaii" for his age and stature.
"Haato ubawarete dare mo kare mo…"
Oh my GOD, he's SINGING, too!
The store clerk, still unaware of Sousuke's presence, was really getting into it now, and was starting some intricate hop and skip routine.
Sousuke tried to push away the thought that this guy was pretty cute. And has a nice ass. Wait. No, stop.
The store clerk twirled around daintily, and was instantly met with Sousuke's smirk and sarcastic-but-enthusiastic applause.
"SHIT!" the boy yelped, tumbling over in surprise as his feet didn't move to the next choreographed step and got caught on each other.
"Are you ok?" Sousuke laughed, helping the store clerk up, and noticing that he had a very familiar voice and hair color.
"Ah—yes, thank you so much, I'm fine now."
"…Makoto?"
"A-aaa-aaa…SOUSUKE?"
Makoto blushed an even darker shade of red than Sousuke imagined was possible.
"I'm so sorry, I thought I was alone in the store, and I…Don't tell Rin! Or Nagisa! ESPECIALLY Nagisa!"
"You're secret identity is safe with me. But when did you join SKE48?" Sousuke teased.
Well, his bad day was definitely getting better.
