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[Ayura and Tetora had encouraged her to get all her emotions out on a piece of paper - particularly after she had spent a good portion of a week unsure whether Yamamoto being nice to the maids was a sign that he was a no good dirty heathen that handed his affections to everyone!! . . . . . and refused to admit that the reason behind that emotion was jealousy.
So she wrote a letter. It was a mix of scathing, frustrated, and -- she was so awful with words -- honest only because she couldn't think of what else to write.
She doesn't know what it's like to have a crush on someone - this is her first! - but Yamamoto is someone that makes her feel safe, someone that makes her happy, and someone that she doesn't want to stray from her side.
That wasn't supposed to go to him though.
But she should've known better when Ayura and Tetora went to clean her room and then suddenly the letter was gone.
NOW HERE SHE IS, SITTING IN THE GARDEN AND CONTEMPLATING THE MERITS OF JUST RUNNING AWAY AND NEVER RETURNING.
And also embarrassed beyond belief - did he even receive it?]
oh my god this is like the tsunnest tag i've ever received
[ look, just because he makes friends with the maids and talks to them when he passes by the kitchens doesn't mean he's a playboy, okay. besides, it was a good thing he made friends with them because how could he manage to sneak lili out of the palace last time? also, they give him food too so how could he not be friends.
and so came the day he receives a love letter from the princess.
it's not his first love letter, no. growing up, he's always been relatively popular; what with his sweet boy next door look, easy smiles, and athletic physique. while yamamoto may be a closet romantic at heart, he always felt he never could devote the time to a relationship that it deserved. things weren't very different now, being lili's bodyguard was a full-time occupation for life, but he never thought he'd ever get a love letter from her royal highness.
to be honest, he wasn't sure it was an actual love letter at first because it definitely.... didn't sound like one. after reading it a few times and gleaning the gist of it (she likes him, but has conflicting feelings?), he decides to go find her.
when he does, he lingers at the opening of the garden for a moment before approaching her carefully. ]
[she was so deep in thought that suddenly hearing his voice makes her jump a bit
Except, wired and paranoid as she is, 'a bit' is basically her looking shocked and scared out of her skin before she realizes that ah yes, this is Yamamoto. This is the person that she both really wants to see and doesn't want to see at all.
Look, she's not turning red because of him or anything but it's just really warm all of a sudden!!]
..... H-Hello.
[yes that's definitely everything that she wanted to say to him
but if nothing else, she moves over on the bench so she's just on one end. it's as much of an invitation for him to sit with her that she can manage, even if she can't look him in the eye]
[ he takes her up on that, leaning his sword on the opposite end of the bench before sitting next to her.
how does he begin...........
after a moment of awkward silence, he reaches into his robes and takes out lili's letter, holding it out to her. ]
I found this in my room this morning. [ he scratches the back of his neck, feeling his ears start to warm. he puts the letter back in his robes before attempting to look her in the eye. ]
Thank you. I'm honored to receive a letter from you.
[ because obviously she had intended to send it to him, right. ]
[you can attempt to look her in the eye all you want, Yamamoto, but she can manage it for maybe 3 seconds before she realizes she's blushing and then looking away and blushing more]
It's....
[what does she say to that.... idly, she fiddles with her hands and hesitates]
It's not like-- [it's not like it bothered her that much is what she wants to say. but that's.... that's wrong.]
It's not your fault... [he was just being himself and she was just seeing it weird because-] It's mine.....
[and she spares a glance at him for a moment before glancing away yet again
ah.... she's so nervous, has her heart always been able to beat this fast?]
[ he can tell that she's nervous, especially when she won't look at him for more than a few seconds at a time. but there's that concern and a little bit of confusion in his expression, bleeding into his voice. ]
... But you've never done anything?
[ at least, not that he can tell. and they both know that if he did anything wrong, she'd be the first to say anything about it. ]
fuuka idk a sort of love letter prompt work with me here
[so Sakon works with the student council and he loves it - he's also completely out of place by being the most social and outgoing of the bunch, that's just how it works. but it also makes him ten times more approachable.
including the times when he's approaching you, a bag of Valentine's grams hanging off of his shoulder as he runs across campus with a fake bow and arrow (the tip is a heart). also hot red pants.
no shirt but that was by popular vote
but now he's looking for Fuuka and utterly happy when he catches sight of her, bounding up and probably doing a couple of cartwheels and flips on his way over]
[ there's really something to be said when you see a half-naked sakon with hot pants cartwheeling towards you from across the hallway. fuuka nearly jumps, narrowly avoids dropping her laptop and a tangle of extension cords she had to deliver to the IT club, standing stock still as she tries to figure out if this is all a dream.
she rubs her eyes with one hand... nope, he's definitely still there. the gaggle of students lingering outside the classrooms give sakon a wide space and by the time he reaches fuuka, she manages to compose herself. ]
[definitely not a dream but it's as bizarre as one so there's that
But he's just grinning now, perfectly pleased with himself for the huge scene that he's apparently caused. There are probably people sending snapchats of him as they speak but does he care? Not really, no. All publicity is good publicity!!]
[ ok. ok fuuka, you can do this. all you have to do is say yes. this is a once in a lifetime chance, girl, you gotta grab life by sakon's hips -- i mean by the horns. you can do it. yukari would be so proud of you. she may even loan you a cute outfit so you don't embarrass yourself by wearing that dumb poncho thing that makes you look like you're wearing a canvas bag. ]
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yama love letter 10!!
So she wrote a letter. It was a mix of scathing, frustrated, and -- she was so awful with words -- honest only because she couldn't think of what else to write.
She doesn't know what it's like to have a crush on someone - this is her first! - but Yamamoto is someone that makes her feel safe, someone that makes her happy, and someone that she doesn't want to stray from her side.
That wasn't supposed to go to him though.
But she should've known better when Ayura and Tetora went to clean her room and then suddenly the letter was gone.
NOW HERE SHE IS, SITTING IN THE GARDEN AND CONTEMPLATING THE MERITS OF JUST RUNNING AWAY AND NEVER RETURNING.
And also embarrassed beyond belief - did he even receive it?]
oh my god this is like the tsunnest tag i've ever received
and so came the day he receives a love letter from the princess.
it's not his first love letter, no. growing up, he's always been relatively popular; what with his sweet boy next door look, easy smiles, and athletic physique. while yamamoto may be a closet romantic at heart, he always felt he never could devote the time to a relationship that it deserved. things weren't very different now, being lili's bodyguard was a full-time occupation for life, but he never thought he'd ever get a love letter from her royal highness.
to be honest, he wasn't sure it was an actual love letter at first because it definitely.... didn't sound like one. after reading it a few times and gleaning the gist of it (she likes him, but has conflicting feelings?), he decides to go find her.
when he does, he lingers at the opening of the garden for a moment before approaching her carefully. ]
... Hey.
[ smooth operator. ]
it's only going to get tsunner from here
Except, wired and paranoid as she is, 'a bit' is basically her looking shocked and scared out of her skin before she realizes that ah yes, this is Yamamoto. This is the person that she both really wants to see and doesn't want to see at all.
Look, she's not turning red because of him or anything but it's just really warm all of a sudden!!]
..... H-Hello.
[yes that's definitely everything that she wanted to say to him
but if nothing else, she moves over on the bench so she's just on one end. it's as much of an invitation for him to sit with her that she can manage, even if she can't look him in the eye]
i can't handle
how does he begin...........
after a moment of awkward silence, he reaches into his robes and takes out lili's letter, holding it out to her. ]
I found this in my room this morning. [ he scratches the back of his neck, feeling his ears start to warm. he puts the letter back in his robes before attempting to look her in the eye. ]
Thank you. I'm honored to receive a letter from you.
[ because obviously she had intended to send it to him, right. ]
But, I'm sorry I've been upsetting you so much.
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It's....
[what does she say to that.... idly, she fiddles with her hands and hesitates]
It's not like-- [it's not like it bothered her that much is what she wants to say. but that's.... that's wrong.]
It's not your fault... [he was just being himself and she was just seeing it weird because-] It's mine.....
[and she spares a glance at him for a moment before glancing away yet again
ah.... she's so nervous, has her heart always been able to beat this fast?]
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... But you've never done anything?
[ at least, not that he can tell. and they both know that if he did anything wrong, she'd be the first to say anything about it. ]
fuuka idk a sort of love letter prompt work with me here
including the times when he's approaching you, a bag of Valentine's grams hanging off of his shoulder as he runs across campus with a fake bow and arrow (the tip is a heart). also hot red pants.
no shirt but that was by popular vote
but now he's looking for Fuuka and utterly happy when he catches sight of her, bounding up and probably doing a couple of cartwheels and flips on his way over]
Fuuuukaaaaaa-chan!
sakon pls
she rubs her eyes with one hand... nope, he's definitely still there. the gaggle of students lingering outside the classrooms give sakon a wide space and by the time he reaches fuuka, she manages to compose herself. ]
S-Sakon-san! H-Hello....?
[ sort of. ]
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But he's just grinning now, perfectly pleased with himself for the huge scene that he's apparently caused. There are probably people sending snapchats of him as they speak but does he care? Not really, no. All publicity is good publicity!!]
Hey, hey. Are you done with class yet?
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but anyway, fuuka nods her head wordlessly for a moment before clearing her throat, hugging her laptop closer to herself. ]
Yes, I am! I just need to drop these cords off at the club. Um... did you need something, Sakon-san?
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but still he seems amused as he grins and reaches into his bag and pulls out not only a rose, but also a card!]
Just for you to take this, Fuuka-chan!
[the card reads: my heart does flips for you! dinner with me tonight?
someone's confident]
1/??? we're done when i say we're done
[ wow suddenly rose. and a... card?? so this is what a rose looks like in person.... wow.... (fuuka, please)
but wait. wait what is this message??? ]
A d-... dinner?
actually yeah we're done 2/2
[ sakon shima, three time Hottest Bod winner at homecoming is asking her to dinner. is this the real life........ ]
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Did I stutter? Yep, I wanna go to dinner with you, Fuuka-chan!
1/2
[ ok. ok fuuka, you can do this. all you have to do is say yes. this is a once in a lifetime chance, girl, you gotta grab life by sakon's hips -- i mean by the horns. you can do it. yukari would be so proud of you. she may even loan you a cute outfit so you don't embarrass yourself by wearing that dumb poncho thing that makes you look like you're wearing a canvas bag. ]
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chokes on air for like two seconds and finally: ]
Y-Yes! I'd be honored to!