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FINDING LOVE LETTERS ON YOUR DESK.

▹ featuring eijirou and denki. happy almost valentine’s <3

it’s all smiles with eijirou until his gaze lands on the neatly folded letter placed on your desk, the corners of his lips falling just in the slightest. his spirits sink when he hears your hushed gasp behind him, scooting past him to pick up the envelope. it’s not long before your friends crowd around you, tittering over the anonymous confession.

the flowers hidden in his bag seem to wither away with each giggle that leaves the cluster surrounding your newfound admirer, the sound of paper ripping open to peer inside like nails on a chalkboard to his ears. and he feels the sudden want to wish for the earth to swallow him while when one of your companions start to read the letter out, whistling and cheers filling the air soon after.

“this was sweet and so thought out,” you begin after a moment, folding the letter back up and placing it inside the envelope, “but i already have a valentine. he’s really special to me, you know. always has been.”

eijirou perks up when your gaze meets his, the crowd parting to let you through while he fishes the beautifully wrapped bouquet out of his bag to present to you. a grin as bright as the sun spreads across his lips when he offers it to you, and this time, the cheers that follow suit only serve to lift his heart up.

the letter is snatched from your desk with the precision of an undercover agent by your beloved boyfriend, brows furrowed in disbelief - and nearly comical offense. denki turns the letter over in search for a name, anything he could place to a face… but to no avail.

he shakes the offending envelope, somehow expressing even more disbelief, and sputters out a, “you got a letter! a letter!”

“are you going to let me read it?” your question makes him snap towards your voice and your laughter is just barely stifled, arms crossed over your chest in amusement.

“no! or— well.” the blond pauses as a influx of embarrassment courses through him, setting the letter back down and averting your gaze with a pout. “it’s meant for you, i guess…”

grinning faintly, your arms move to cup his face, pulling different faces from him until a few giggles manages to slip from him.

“don’t want to,” you declare with finality, smiling when his hands move to rest at your waist. “not when i’ve already got what i wanted for valentine’s day.”

and the smile denki gives you is worth more than any handwritten letter.

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