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Merry Christmas and a very Happy New Year to all of you!
I guess I have now officially wrote to my 4 otps.
Negitoro, Monochrome, MakixNico and Pink Pocky.
*cries aggresively*
Okay so this one is just some random drabbles that are inspired by my life experiences. So it's up to you to figure out if it happened or not.
UHHHHHHH of course, it's already altered because I made it to match the theme of the idiots.
UHHHHHHHHHH yes.
Hope you enjoy
Isuke sighed.
She sighed for the nth time that night because a certain roommate was still outside in the middle of the night, probably running until her legs gave out from exhaustion. Isuke should have been tucked comfortably under the covers she specifically asked her Mama to purchase along with the queen-sized bed of hers. There was no way that she was going to endure four years in this university, learning with other pathetic individuals, staying awake with boring lectures by her boring professors along with a dump-looking dormitory. There was only so much her patience can do.
And Haruki was testing it.
Isuke had never thought that she would actually wait for her roommate to return to their dorm room. It began when that idiot kept on collapsing on her bed, thus waking her up in the wee hours of the morning with her body being freshly slapped with an imbecile covered in sweat, mud, and filthy germs that may carry life-threatening diseases. Scolding her was a futile attempt since that red-head had an attention span of a five-year-old. Isuke would probably have white hair by the time that idiot would understand. Pushing her out of the bed can only do so much since Haruki was quite heavy with her muscles. But Isuke couldn't blame her for that. Haruki didn't have overly developed muscles like other athletes .Toned muscles were a turn on for her and even she couldn't deny that Haruki fits her type of candidate.
That is, if she had finally realized it.
Yes, Isuke, the most stubborn, narcissistic, and sadistic byproduct of her two loving parents, admits that she has taken a fancy on her roommate.
On her first day at Myojou University, she had vehemently opposed to have a roommate but seeing as it was in the rules, she had to comply. After a few days, her roommate didn't show up much to her delight. She made her Mama do the entire interior design and asked her Papa to make it happen. It was after a week that idiot showed up when all the preparations were complete. It was a good thing Isuke's Papa left the standard bed just in case this happened.
"Heya! Nice to meet you, roomie!" she said, stretching out her hand. Isuke merely grumbled in acknowledgement. She wasn't going to shake her hand not knowing what she could've touched with it.
"Name's Sagae Haruki! Let's be friends, yeah?" Haruki, being the friendly idiot that she was, took Isuke's hand and shook it. She had a strong grip, Isuke recalled.
"Inukai Isuke." She said. Haruki began to chew a piece of Pocky in her mouth and offered some to Isuke.
"Want some, Isuke?"
"Ugh no. That's baby food and I'm going to bet that it's not good for you." she flipped her hair. "Also, it's Isuke-sama . You better remember that, Sagae."
"Ehh? It's just Pocky, ain't gonna hurt no one." Haruki looked like a dejected puppy. "But if you say so, Isuke-sama."
Haruki is too naïve. She was openly accepting at everything. Isuke knew she wasn't the kind of person anyone would want around but Haruki said that she'd rather be at Isuke's side at all times. It was proven when Myojou held their annual acquaintance party and she stayed with her the whole evening. 'It's no fun without you, Isuke-sama so I'd rather stay here with you.' Were her words that night.
Haruki is too selfless. She practices everyday to improve of herself. Isuke learned that Haruki was in a scholarship because she was an excellent runner. She couldn't pass up the opportunity of having a good education and to ultimately secure the future of her family, not hers. The red-head was considered the breadwinner of the Sagae family since her mother was sick and her father was dead. She welcomed the weight of her family's problems and never complained. The burden she carried was her drive to focus on graduating.
Haruki is too friendly. She gets invites to parties from classmates almost everyday but declines. Isuke would rather lock herself up in her room painting her nails than go to those filthy parties. The red-head would persistently push her into coming along but she wasn't called stubborn for nothing. As compromise, Haruki would let Isuke paint her nails. The strain of athletics was present in her poorly manicured nails and Isuke had taken it up for herself to graciously do it for her. Besides, if Isuke was supposed to live with her for four years, she'd rather have Haruki's nails clean and trimmed so she won't have any issue with the idiot touching her clothes, stuff, and most especially, her hand.
Haruki is an idiot. She would think of others before herself. She would risk everything for her loved ones. She would train herself to the point of collapsing so she wouldn't get kicked out of track-and-field. She would offer Isuke some Pocky even though she had told her many times that it was disgusting. She would wait up for Isuke to get up before going to class. She would cook her breakfast when she needed to go early. She would always tell Isuke where she would be at all times. She would never let some guy touch Isuke. She would do her best to calm her down when someone pissed her off. She would always try her best to not disturb Isuke when sleeping. And Haruki, would always affectionately kiss her hand when she knew Isuke was deep in slumber.
In short, Haruki is an idiot.
She was an idiot for not realizing Isuke's advances.
Isuke might add that she's oblivious. She's just as dense as the Great Wall of China.
"Where is she?" Isuke scoffed. She was about to grab her jacket when the door opened, revealing a sweaty Haruki exhausted from her run.
"Haven't you ever learned how to knock?"
"Oh, Isuke-sama. You're still up at this hour?" Haruki grabbed her towel and wiped her forehead. She smiled and grabbed her hand. "Great! Maybe you could come with me to the cafeteria! I'm starved."
"What are you-!" before she could even retort, Haruki was already pulling her towards the cafeteria.
Presently, Haruki was noisily slurping her noodles infront of Isuke. She thought her arm would fall off from all the pulling and when she had finally let go, she was pushed to the variety of food offered by Myojou's world-class catering. And of course, from all the choices she had to pick Ramen. Just great.
"You sure you don't want to eat, Isuke-sama?" She finally looks up and dabs her lips with a napkin.
"Isuke is not some kind of a pig to eat at the middle of the night when I'm supposed to be getting my beauty sleep." She quipped.
"Then why weren't you asleep?" She started slurping her noodles again, it disgusted Isuke. Next time, she would smack some manners on that thick-skull of hers.
"Because you keep on collapsing on my bed and I had to wait for you to make sure you sleep on your own." She flicked her forehead.
"That's so sweet of you, Isuke-sama." She grinned, catching Isuke off-guard. That signature smile of hers was not only contagious but also made her stomach go queasy. Isuke wanted to strangle her from awakening her emotions. "Why don't you come with me sometime when I jog? That would make you sleep easier." Haruki suggested, beaming at her genius idea. She slurped her noodles once more.
"I refuse to jog with you because I'm certain that your so-called jog is just you running all around campus for I don't know how many laps." Isuke smirked. "And besides, I'm more interested in a different kind of exercise." She seductively bit her lip, hoping that the dense idiot would pick up.
Then again, she shouldn't have had her hopes up.
Haruki was in a coughing fit after her statement and Isuke assumed she choked on her noodles. Showing no sympathy whatsoever, she raised her eyebrow when Haruki hacked loudly.
"Oh myyy gahd that hurt!" Haruki cried. It seemed as though the noodles went through her nose and was now hanging in her nostril because of the sudden coughing fit. Isuke wanted to murder her for ruining the mood but tried to resist laughing when she saw her pitiful state.
"Serves you right, idiot."
"Isuke-sama, it buuuuurns." It felt like she was snorting noodles rather than eating them a while ago. It was agonizing. Her nose felt on fire.
"Suck it in, loser. You kept me awake the whole night, you dragged me here pulling my arm, and you are an idiot. So deal with it." Haruki was dense but Isuke was sure she'll get her one day.
"That's so mean!" Haruki pouted. "It's your fault in the first place for saying those things."
"Oh." Isuke stood up and slowly sat beside her. The heat from both of their bodies was enough to make her sweat. "And who might be the reason for that?" she asked in her sadistic tone. She flicked her forehead once more. Haruki blushed furiously making Isuke want to grin.
Isuke has four years to reel her in.
She now only needs a few weeks to have her at her grasp.
Besides, that idiot may be dense about her advances but Isuke was positive that those hand-kissing gestures meant something.
Did it happen?
Yes.
What really happened:
Okay, so my family were eating and father suggested we should all go exercise because me and mother usually stay at home and only him and my lil bro go outside to play or socialize.
Father:We should exercise sometime!
Mother: But your kind of exercise is different from what people usually do.
Me: *chokes on noodles*
that's how I laughed and cried at the same time because of the innuendo and the noodle sticking out from my nose. IT HURT. SO VERY MUCH.
That's it!
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
