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drunk/drinking starters ! | accepting!!

Seki takes his hand in hers, and pulls it up, swinging both of their hands back and forth. “Who’s who? We need to–” Hiccup. “Know that, first off. G-Get it together, Nagachika.”

Her hand feels light and warm against his own. His heartbeat pulsates through his wrist as he felt her nails prickle against his flesh. It was the most fluttering sensation he has ever felt up to this point, and he thanks the heavens for the liquor that’s muddling up with his thoughts right at this moment. He could feel her small little fingers aligned with his own just right, and her hand felt so soft against his own he didn’t want this sensibility to end, ❝What? Oh, um…❞

Please don’t let go, please don’t let go, where the only thoughts that were wondering in his head. Holding her hand tighter as if she was anchoring him to this earth.

                          ❝Oh, you could be Batman, and  I could be  Robin 
                            if-if you  want  to. After  all,  Robin  always  looks 
                            after Batman. Or was it the  other  way  around?❞ 
                                     He  throws  in   a   half-hearted   laugh   out   of   nowhere 
                                     before   accidentally   bumping   his    shoulder    against 
                                     hers, ❝Oops, sorry.❞

He tries to hold her in place and make sure she wouldn’t fall over. But at this point, he’ll probably be the reason she’ll leave her feet off the ground and bring her asunder, ❝Please don’t let go. I feel like throwing up.❞

A soft giggle parted from her lips as she leaned over, moving a bit closer to the male before resting her head on his shoulder, eyes closing. “I think that was right..?” She let out a soft laugh, and brushed her bangs behind her ear. “I never actually cared for Batman. I mean, he was normal. I liked Spiderman and shit, y’know..?”

A deep conversation about superheroes between two teenagers as they walked through the city, golden lights’ reflecting in Hideyoshi’s eyes as she watched him. There was something different. A flustered sensation in her heart. Had he ever felt something like this..?

“It’s beautiful down here..” Seki said softly, running a hand through her hair as they walked. “This is my favorite place in Tokyo, all these lights really make it a perfect place. I honestly wanna’ get married down here.” Seki whispered, keeping her voice quiet as she took in the festivities around the two.

“I’m not gonna’ let go,” she hummed. “Your hand is warm.”