Written for a tumblr prompt + pairing meme. The prompt was 'you did all of this for me?'.
Kashima Has Zero Sense Of Self-Preservation
by hashtagartistlife
Hori looks around the large drama clubroom with something akin to wonder.
"You did all of this… for me?" he asks, taking in the colours and textures and, just, the sheer amount of effort that has clearly gone into the place with an awestruck expression. Every single surface in the clubroom is covered; not a speck of the original white-and-beige colour scheme remains. He can't even begin to fathom the number of hours that would have gone into the planning alone, never mind the flawless execution. This… wow. That Kashima really is… something.
That Kashima is currently standing a little behind him, off to his left; she's practically glowing with pride and kind of bouncing on the balls of her feet, she's so excited. "So do you like it, senpai? It took me a while to organise, but honestly the best repayment for me would be if you just enjoyed the ride the whole way through! You start over here, see, just change into these clothes I prepared and—"
Kashima's elated spiel is interrupted by a giant wreath of pink roses to her face.
"Fuck. You. Kashima." Hori enunciates clearly, a vein bulging in his temple, "why the fuck would I want to change into a fucking dress? And what the hell is all this you've done to the clubroom?! We're supposed to have practice here in ten minutes!"
Kashima rubs her nose where the wreath hit her, but continues on undeterred. (That girl really has zero sense of danger.) "But senpai! It's every girl's dream to have a prince escort her through a Valentine's Day Special Event like this! Look, I even rolled out a red carpet for you, and made sure to strew it with rose petals—"
"Precisely when did I give off the impression that I wanted to be a girl!?"
"You don't need to hide your desires from me, senpai! I'll support you no matter what life you choose—GACK!"
Another wreath of roses to her face, this time a red one, and by now Hori's so fired up that every single other decoration in the room follows suit. Kashima stops trying to convince him to get changed by the fifth projectile and starts dodging the wreaths instead, with a dawning look of shit i fucked up slowly creeping over her face.
Hori doesn't even notice; the only thoughts running through his head are what the hell did I do in a past life to deserve this, how the fuck does Kashima spend so much time on such elaborate pranks and slack off so much during the club, but that was actually a pretty good set design I wonder if I can use it for a play, and there's no way I can get this cleaned up in ten minutes I'll have to postpone practice for today.
It's only after the decorations are completely trashed and Kashima looks on the verge of tears that Hori realises what he's done.
Shit.
Nozaki had told him that next week's chapter of Let's Love was going to be a Valentine's Day Event special.
….
He should have taken some goddamn reference photos.