The first time I used an otp prompt to ((gasp)) write about a non-OTP!
The prompt: Imagine Person A of your OTP singing along to their favorite song with their headphones in. Person B has never talked to Person A before but taps them on the shoulder and tells them they have a lovely singing voice. Bonus if Person A didn't realize they were singing aloud.
No, no, no… Ah!
Finding the song she wanted, Nonon stopped shuffling her iPod.
"Unravel", how I adore you…
Halfway through, someone tapped her on the shoulder.
"What?" she snapped, yanking out her earbuds. "Nobody interrupts me wh–"
She choked on her words when she saw who was standing there.
"K-K-Kiryuin-san!"
She's talking to me she never talks to anyone why is she talking to me?!
Satsuki Kiryuin gave a small nod. "Jakuzure-san, correct?"
"Yes…?" She fought down the irrational urge to salute.
"You have a beautiful voice."
Whaaaaaaaaa–- "Th-th-th-thank y–-"
Satsuki walked on. "My sister and I are entering the music contest later this month. We could certainly use talent such as yours."
Only when Satsuki was out of sight did Nonon speak.
"I was singing?"
She buried her face in her hands with a groan.
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"Inumuta!"
Her roommate looked up from his laptop only when Nonon slammed her hands onto the table.
"You'll never guess who spoke to me today."
"Was it by any chance the person who stole your heart all those months ago-–"
"Satsuki-sama spoke to me!"
"-–despite the fact that you've never gotten closer than twenty yards?"
"And she touched my shoulder. And I shouted at her but I didn't know who it was…"
"It's a wonder you survived the encounter."
"It was like looking at the sun," she whispered, hand on her chest. "Inumuta." She snatched him by the collar; he didn't blink. "She said I have a beautiful voice. Tell me what I'm supposed to do! How do I react to the highest compliment I could wish for, from a goddess, no less?"
"About how you're reacting," he said, adjusting his collar as she let go of him in favor of more rhapsodizing.
"She wants me to sing with her. I'm going to do it. I can only hope I'll live up to her expectations. Please, Satsuki-sama, let me down gently. Don't be cruel! Just to share the stage with you is a dream come true!"
"I feel it would be much more effective if you told her all this instead of me."
"No, no, Inumuta, she spoke to me. I couldn't say a thing in the face of such glory."
"Perhaps you've missed your calling. I'm sure drama club would welcome your presence."
"Your sarcasm doesn't affect me this time. I have been anointed! Nothing can touch me!"
And with that she collapsed into a chair.
"Oh my god she touched me. I can't sing when she's there, I'll be too nervous. I'll sound horrible…!"
Inumuta sighed gently. "Listen. She spoke to you, and touched you, and you didn't die. So anything that happens after that is insignificant. Right? You can handle it. And your voice is nice, from what little I've heard."
He returned to his laptop, missing her smile.
"You do have useful things to say occasionally," she said.
"I try to make an effort now and then."
"So you're coming with me when I talk to her tomorrow. For moral support. Roommate's duty."
"You had to bring up duty…"
"I won't bother you while you play Skyrim for a week."
"…Fine. Tomorrow, then."
They shook on it.