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❦ — and if u guys don't like hiruhoshi [idfk how that's possible💀], then i can't help u bc Kōrai [hoshiumi] is added and slight hiruhoshi at the ending of part 3 soooooo idk. But like if u stop reading here, idk. That's u but make it to the end ig
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Three days later, Tōru is completely bored and unexpectedly got the motivation to vacuum the house. Luckily, their nephew was here so they could ask him to pick up things while they maneuvered the machine.
Took them an hour to clean up the house. "Good job Takeru!" he put their hands up and Takeru responded by high-five ing him and they packed up the vacuum.
After, they got a notification from the group chat requesting for everyone to hang out, to enjoy the nice weather. They agreed and started freshening up.
Today, they felt more feminine, agreeing on wearing clear lipgloss for his pink lips. Not caring about his outfit, they put on a sky blue shirt, black fitted jeggings, and the classic black and white vans.
"Aimi, can you drop me off?" they asked their sister who agreed and was waking up from her nap.
She drove him to a nearby park that was close to a café like the group chat planned. "Thanks sis," he hugged her and she responded with a kiss on the right cheek. As they got down from the car, immediately spotted the group of three. They greeted them warmly with a hug and a happy hello, already commencing a delightful time.
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Uninterruptedly, Kōrai made a sign that he wanted to make an announcement. Tōru noticed that and hushed the chatty group. "Go ahead," they fell silent.
"I'm gay," he spoke softly, "it's okay if you don't support me."
"I fully support," Tōru answered with a smile.
"I..don't support. But I don't hate," said a friend.
"Yeah...me too," said the other friend.
"It's completely fine," Kōrai stammered while speaking.
"And we have to go," the first friend said indicating she and the other friend which is also the first friend's best friend.
"Yeah," the best friend nodded in agreement.
"If you guys don't want to be friends, just say so instead of being cowards. Kōrai, let's go to the café," they sternly dragged Kōrai's hand and walked to the building with a pissy attitude.
Upon entering the petite shop, they slowly calmed down letting go of his hand. "Are you okay Tōru?"
"Not really. I'm just pissy at their behavior," they grumbled as he sat in one of the booths and Kōrai on the other end.
"Oh..." was all that rolled off his tongue.
"Yeah."
"Thanks for your support."
"Of course. Also, I'm a genderfluid pansexual and go by he/they. Also, don't mind masculine compliments."
"Okay! And I'm assuming you're on the feminine side today?"
"Mhm!" they nodded.
"Do you know the app ChatWrite?"
"Yes?" he answered not knowing Kōrai's reaction to that app.
"I just got into fanfictions, specifically Personality, and this app is perfect!" he said dazzled by the app.
"Really?!"
"Yes!"
"Okay okay," they spoke trying to contain the excitement, "I've had the app for over a year. Made a friend which I'll definitely tell," making those eyes when girls want to spill the tea, "but what's your account? Mine has fonts, emojis, and emoticons."
"Same. And can't wait to hear!"
"How about you copy and paste it into our DMS?"
"Sure! Give me a second. And you do yours too."
"Followed!" they cheered staring at Kōrai's account. It wasn't much to the bio and the account itself, mostly because he recently got connected to this app. But, they really liked his username which read:⚡𝗛𝗼𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘂𝗺𝗶_𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁🌊 and profile picture of a seagull. "I like your username! And profile picture!" he complimented.
"Yours too!" he squealed staring at the username that read: ༄𝗞𝗮𝘄𝗮,,𝗖𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗻𝘂𝘁🥴✌︎ and the churros as their profile picture. "Definitely matches them," Hoshiumi thought.
"Sooooooo should we talk about Personality?"
"Yes yes! And order something. It's on me."
"If you say so."
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Four days later, Iwa-chan has been noticing that Kawa has been online everyday doing whatever and hasn't spoken to her. "Had I done something wrong?" their thoughts began. "No...the last time we talked—wasn't even talk, it was an argument."
"Don't tell me he's being petty about the argument?!"
"Wait, I can't just confront them like that! Maybe a simple hello...?"
"No no! I'll just say, 'Let's talk Kawa' yeah..I'll do that!" And she did exactly what they had planned.
< ༄𝗞𝗮𝘄𝗮,,𝗖𝗵𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗻𝘂𝘁🥴✌︎ 📞 📹 ┇
Let's talk Kawa
About?
"Did they just...?" they thought as her anger level is gradually rising.
Wdym about?
I'm talking about u being online and not talking to me. Did u not see the new update?
Well, needst I remind u, I was hurt, angry, sad, and frustrated about our last argument. So, I took a break
A break?? More like a break away from me
U word it that way, not me
You're so petty
I did tell you I can be
Yeah. You did. Shld have paid attention to the warning
But it wasn't
I kinda took it as one
That's on you
Don't do that
What? Gaslight you?
Yes. Don't
We've been friends for a year+ and we've been through little arguments. This petty argument shouldn't be the cause of a broken friendship
Exactly
When did u plan on actually talking to me?
Idk. But like I felt u never get any sleep
Are u...
I may not get enough sleep, but what's happening in my life is part of why I don't get 8 hrs of sleep!
It's not like I never sleep. I do. Just not enough
Exactly. Get enough
Don't command me like that
I'm not. I'm telling you
Yh. Don't
Sorry
Okay
Okay. Bye
Kawa left afterward. Iwa-chan felt dreadful. The way she's getting treated by Kawa is first, not acceptable, and it hurts. They've been crying too much. They didn't need another reason to cry. It stressed her out; dehydrated her. Yet, she felt the tears drop down, sub-consciously tugging on their hair.
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Five days later, Tōru and Kōrai are spending the day in Hoshiumi's sky blue painted room chatting and occasionally gossiping about everything that is there to talk about.
"So, tell me about this Iwa-chan," he cooed at Tōru who seemed to be tensed up. "Or it is a bad topic?" he spoke concerned as he relaxed on his twin bed.
"No...no. She and I are in a...I don't know what to call it but we argued about a week ago."
"Spill."
"You already—"
"Sorry to interrupt but I don't know anything. Tell me every detail Tōru."
Tōru rolled their eyes as he played in the wheelchair in front of Kōrai's dresser. "Fine. Iwa is what they asked me to call her but I insisted Iwa-chan because why not. We've been friends for more than a year. I had a crush on them. It hurt of course. But we made up and got closer pretty much every day. Recently, I got upset with Iwa-chan's sleep pattern. They live in Japan, by the way. 12 hours ahead. And we got into an argument. I cried. Then the new update came that you can see if someone's online or not. She saw that I was and confronted me. I was petty; I'd admit that. But..." Tōru trailed off and sighed.
"That was sigh was concerning." Tōru shrugged as he took off his round spectacles with silver-toned rims laying the on his bedtable. "But what?"
"Huh?"
"But what? What was the problem?"
"I didn't like Iwa-chan's sleep pattern. How would you feel if your friend wasn't having enough sleep and if you told them to go sleep, they'd be stubborn? It infuriated me!" they accidentally yelled. "I'm sorry."
"It's fine. But why is it hard to talk to them?"
"Because it makes me vulnerable."
"It shouldn't. Tōru, communication is key. Talk to her. Now. I don't want to hear it."
"Sheesh. Okay mom," he rolled their eyes picking up the phone. "Good thing they're online."
< ✎┊𝗜𝘄𝗮🫠☙ 📞 📹 ┇
I'm sorry for being childish and petty. It made me feel vulnerable. I don't really like it when you don't sleep when I tell you to. But it's fine or wtvr. You do you. I felt weak because I couldn't do much w/ ur sleep pattern. Again, I'm sorry
I'm sorry if I hurt you. I understand you care but it's more than "go sleep"
I understand. And it's okay. You're right. We shouldn't let this petty argument get the worst of us
Yh. We shouldn't
I'm glad we're cool🤍
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🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
DID YOU JUST SEND A WHITE HEART?!
OMG
yes I did. I've been wanting to
Platonic, right?
Yeah. I love you/p🤍
🥺I LOVE YOU TOO🤍
I'm gonna go write. Ttyl✨
Okay!!🥺
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"You're still love-struck."
"Shut up! And you can't talk when I know you've been blushing about someone."
"I'm not. It's about a story."
"Like you ever blush at a story."
"I do."
"Hoshi, I'm not buying that," they called him by his nickname.
"Okay mom," he rolled his eyes.
"Look who's acting like me now."
"Shut up," Kōrai said nonchalantly, but Tōru laughed, "for that, you're only getting his name."
"I—Come on!"
"Nope. Not listening. His name is Hirugami Sachirō."
"He sounds cute."
"You have your partner. Back off."
"Chill. Can't I compliment someone?"
"Yeah. Just not mine."
"You guys aren't even dating."
"Still."
"I bet you if you end up confessing, you'll be panicking because you think he's going to reject ya."
"Can you not?"
"What? Y'know it's true."
"I hate you so much."
"No you don't." Just then, Tōru received a ringing from their phone. Except it wasn't a direct call, it was from an app; specifically ChatWrite.
"You get called from Iwa?" he asked looking at the caller ID.
"No?" they suspiciously answered. "Hi..?"
"Surprise?"
"Wait wait...your surprise is me listening to your voice?!"
"Yes. Do you like it?" Tōru did not respond. "Hello?"
"Hello. This is Tōru—Kawa's friend, Hoshiumi. They're currently blushing and constantly saying how hot and deep your voice is," Kōrai snitched making Iwa-chan laugh loudly.
"Well, hello Hoshiumi. I'm Iwa or Iwa-chan as Kawa would call me. Is their first name Tōru?"
"Yeah, I just heard about you. And yes."
"Really? What did he say about me? And nice."
"Good things. And thanks for being a good friend to Tōru. He really deserves someone to be there for him."
"No need. And he's been the same to me."
"Was it a dream?"
"Was what a dream?"
"I thought I heard Iwa-chan's voice."
"It wasn't Tōru."
"And she heard all that?"
"Yes."
"Okay, I'll cut this short. My real name is Iwaizumi Hajime. When you're done panicking Kawa, I'm free to talk unless you're still chatting with Hoshiumi. Bye! Thanks, it was nice talking to you guys."
"Bye Iwaizumi! And I go by Hoshiumi Kōrai."
"Alright."
"You're not going to say bye to your crush?" Kōrai whispered crush to Tōru and smirked at them.
"I hate you." Tōru mouthed to Kōrai.
"You wish," he mouthed back.
"It's cool if they aren't. I'll catch them next time. Bye!"
"Bye!—" he got interrupted by Tōru pouncing on him. "What the fuck?"
"I'm pretty sure you don't want me to tell Hirugami you like him, right?"
"No!"
"So don't do that again."
"You're so mean."
"Says the one who was just mean to me."
"Teasing, Tōru, teasing."
"Don't care."
"Also, I hope you don't expect it as a promise because I'll continue to tease you."
"And I'll do the same."
"Fair enough."
"But really," he pulled him into the wheelchair and made him look into the mirror, "Sachirō will like you for who you are. Okay? If he doesn't, fuck him. He's missing out."
"Oh..kay," he softened slowly breaking down.
"Come here," they engulfed him in a tight affectionate hug. "I love you Kōrai. You're my best friend."
"I love you too Tōru. I've never had a wonderful, trustworthy, supportive, and talented friend ever. I'm delighted you think of me as a best friend."
"Goes for you as well. That makes two best friends for me."
"Oh. Who's the other?"
"Don't be jealous. I have room for both of you."
"Okay fine."
Tōru giggled, "I understand your jealously. His name is Hanamaki Takahiro."
"My teacup is ready," the best friends laughed heartily while laying next to each other as they occasionally looked at each other with love—platonic and best friend love.
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10 years later.
Tōru and Hajime's platonic friendship are the closest that any human being has ever witnessed. Their online bond sometimes gets mistaken for real-life friendships because those two call on the app—sometimes video call—and chat about anything. Sometimes with Kōrai around who would constantly tease Tōru in front of Hajime.
It's also been five years since Sachirō and Kōrai became a couple.
As a couple, they're cute. Teasing each other, being affectionate, loving, caring, silly, and the list would definitely goes on infinitely.
Tōru would sometimes melt on the inside of how cute their friends are; occasionally getting jealous seeing himself getting surrounded by taken friends whose partners are nearby. Unlike him and Hajime.
Takahirō and Tōru's friendship had evolved since they were still living in Japan before moving across the globe. The friendship was very similar to the current Kōrai and Tōru's bond but Takahirō is Takahirō.
He was the strawberry-colored male that always told Tōru, distance: It either gets us closer or drifts us apart whenever the chestnut-haired gender fluid seeks advice.
Their communication isn't constant. But, they make it work by calling each other, directly, every week due to the limited time that comes with the phone subscription service. And often on social media platforms because Tōru isn't keen with that. They find it, toxic.
On Takahirō's side of his world, he had a boyfriend named Matsukawa Issei. Issei is a smoker which he isn't proud of, same as Takahirō. He started when he was 16.
When he did start, it was supposed to be fun; like a joke when he stole it from his old father's stash. Unfortunately, it became a habit, a bad habit.
He also exhibits fuck and playboy traits. Messing with the girls and boys at his school to make Takahirō jealous as revenge for whatever mean thing Takahirō did to him previously. Although, he isn't really that. He doubts he'll ever be that because he knows he is fully committed to Takahirō. And always makes sure his boyfriend is constantly aware of that, even if he ends up messing with the fans a little too much or often.
He gets called Matt by Tōru and Takahiro, both finding out that in the Bible, Matt meant the Gift of God. But he doesn't believe he's one because of his flaws. What's ironic about this couple is, that they both try to get each other to be aware that they're perfect, when on the inside, they downplay themselves.
It's currently February and the university is still in session. They're both dorm mates but sleep together in whichever dorm is comfortable for the night. Recently, Takahiro has been asking for more advice than usual and he refuses to tell Kōrai or/and Tōru why.
"Is Matt around?" Tōru asked calling Issei his nickname while Kōrai's chilling in the background on his large iPad big enough for Kōrai to see in his room.
Unexpectedly to Tōru, Kōrai and Takahiro became best friends the minute they held a conversation. But sometimes, when Takahiro is annoyed he messes with Kōrai and Tōru for being "backstabbers" by being best friends behind his back—but thankfully, he rarely gets annoyed. Even if he does, he tried to refrain from it as the joke gets old.
"No."
"Wait—am I allowed to call him Matt?" Kōrai asked even though he's been told it's fine to do so. He just doesn't want to step out of his boundaries because from time to time, he feels left out not knowing certain things that Tōru and Takahiro talk about.
"For the umpteenth time Kōrai, yes," he answered with a groan while stuffing his face on the pillow in Issei's dorm.
"I'm sorry."
"It's okay. I'm just annoyed," lifting his head off the pillow to smile at Kōrai in the video call.
"Why?" both Kōrai and Tōru asked.
"Because of Matt."
"What he do?" Tōru asked while eating churros on Kōrai's dresser.
"Nothing but messing with those fans of him."
"I'm surrounded by jealous people."
"Shut up."
"As if you aren't one yourself," Kōrai added.
"Whatever. But still. I thought you've talked to him about it."
"I did."
"So what's the problem?"
"I don't know. I'm just annoyed at him. Does that make sense?"
"No...?" they raised their brow while answering.
"Well...yes."
"How?" he turned around on the wheelchair.
"Maybe it's because they're single," Kōrai snickered at Takahiro's remark.
"You're mean. Both of you," they pouted.
"I think Matt's home Bready," he called Tōru his very old nickname to annoy them from when Tōru ate a lot of milkbread when they were still in Japan.
"Not Bready—" he cackled.
"Again, so mean."
"Hey berry," Issei greeted with a kiss on Takahiro's lips and made himself comfortable on top of his boyfriend who was laying on his back and slowly drifting off to sleep.
"Hey Bready, hey Kōrai," he greeted Takahiro's friends at the phone that's leaning against the wall and bed, calling Tōru the same nickname as he was also there when Tōru ate that much milk read and wrapped his arms around Takahiro making sure he acknowledged his boyfriend's other best friend.
"Heyy Matt," Tōru greeted energetically.
"Hiii Matt."
"You're going to sleep there?" all he could do was nod, "Alright. Switching topic—"
"To this fanarts," they sent two fanarts to the besties group chat via ChatWrite since Takahiro also got involved in the app with the username that read: 𝗠𝗮𝗸𝗸𝗶_𝗠𝗲𝗺𝗼😹.
"Tōru what the fuck?!"
"What?"
"Why would you send me this nonsense?!"
"First off, don't yell because my man is asleep. And Kōrai's right."
"I agree with you both. I don't like how they drew Petty. It's weird. So weird. I understand that they might have wanted him to be feminine or that's the idea like y'know, but this is...wrong."
"Well, thanks for ruining our mood. But you right. I really dislike all the baddies type of shit. I doubt there are guys like that," he shrugged, "but you never know."
"True. But can we talk about something else? Like the show instead? Or ships?"
"What are you getting at?"
"The ship Stoic x Cheryle."
"OH MY GOD!! I LOVE THAT SHIP!"
"DON'T YELL!"
"Oops—sorry. But I love them!"
"I just got a fanfiction idea."
"I'm all ears."
"Same!"
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After his best friends video call which lasted for hours, he was bored.
He didn't know what to do. All he could possibly do was think about why he was annoyed at his boyfriend.
Was it the fans?
No. They already talked about that.
Was it smoking?
No. Issei was a big boy—a grown boy. He'd correct himself every time he said big boy.
So...what exactly was it?
He had no time to think because Issei is up and ready.
"Hey."
"Hi," he smiled at him flipping him underneath to kiss him on pink petal flowered-colored lips, "I hope I didn't squeeze you."
"No no. You're good. How was your make-up test?"
"Tiring. Have you eaten?"
"No. But I'm not hungry at the moment. I want to talk..." He trailed off hoping Issei caught unto him.
"I didn't mess with the fans. I'm sorry."
"No—it isn't about them. We've talked about that so it's cool. Besides, I mess with them as well."
"Okay, so what's the problem?"
"That's the problem. I don't know."
"You don't know?" He raised a brow as he slowly stood up and helped Takahiro up.
"No, I don't. And I seemed to be annoyed at you. But it's like I can't."
"I didn't do anything wrong, did I?"
"No."
"Let's get something to eat. We'll figure it out," he picked up the older in bridal style as Takahiro fawned over Issei's numerous tattoos.
He got sitted on their dorm kitchen counter while Issei got his phone out ready to order something.
"How can I be annoyed at you? You're literally so perfect," he thought to himself.
"I think the same thing every time and day."
"What—"
"Didn't read your thoughts. You spoke out loud," he winked at him causing Takahiro to playfully hit him and Issei responded with a laugh. "What would you like to eat?"
"I'm craving McDonald's. Fries and chicken nuggets are good enough for me."
"No McChicken sandwich?"
"No."
"Okay. I don't want to see your mouth on my sandwich."
"I—Matt!!" he wailed like a baby.
"No. Eat your own food. Not mine."
"Yours is better."
"But if I order yours, you won't eat it."
"Because I want yours."
"I—that doesn't even make sense."
"It does to me."
"Whatever. I'm ordering two."
"Good."
"Now that's settled, do you have an idea why you're annoyed by me?" He queried finalizing the order with no drinks as their drinks would be water and turning off his phone that has the mini collage of Takahiro, a tiny bit of them when they were in high school as his wallpaper, and placed the phone next to the sink away from them.
"No. No clue. Nothing."
"Maybe our relationship?"
"I don't know. It might be."
"How about a date tomorrow? But something different."
"Like?"
"You think of that," he flicked his head and then proceeded to kiss the flicked area.
"I—seriously?"
"Yes," he wrapped his arms around him, "whatever it is, we'll get past it, okay?"
"Okay," he smiled genuinely, "I love you."
"I love you too," closing the gap and taking Takahiro under him till the delivery man came. Even if they had a minor setback, the love in both hearts was still blooming—always and infinitely.
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❦ — Little bit longer but eh, it's awesome!! The Takahiro art is Issei's wallpaper🤞🏾
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❦ — Also, I want to talk about this arts. DISCLAIMER; I AM SAYING MY OPINIONS ABOUT THE ARTS!! IF U DON'T LIKE THEM, JUST IGNORE AND LEAVE ME ALONE. IF THE ARTIST SAYS I SHLD TAKE IT DOWN, I WILL!!
Guys. I do not know the intent of the artist but I feel like it's weird and wrong. Okay? This is also the art the trio was talking about. No insults intended. I understand if you want Oikawa to be feminine or wtvr, but why this of all things. His breasts are bigger like they were to be female breasts. And he's dressed like...???? Idk if there's males like this irl. U never know. There might be. But...idk Ik i'm not the only one that thinks this is wrong or weird.
Like all the feminiztize and baddies shit aren't for me. I won't hate on creators that do that. I just will ignore. Plus the """""top""""" and """""bottom"""""" bullshit.
Excuse my language but i'm just done. Again.
𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑; 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒!! 𝐈𝐅 𝐔 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌, 𝐉𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐈𝐆𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐄. 𝐈𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍, 𝐈 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋!!
Thanks for your time and for reading this.
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❦ — See ya Royals in the final ending 😘💜
❦ — On Wit ( https://witapp.co/story/56198999 )
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