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the fluffernutters meme

fluffernutters meme

what to do:
☆ post a comment
★ others use the magic RNG 1-10 to pick their fluffiness
☆ then fluff it out

fluffy choices:
① Tiny kisses For some reason or another, the person in front of you? Needs all of the kisses. All of them.
② Love confession You feel the butterflies in your stomach, but there's no way you're going to back out telling that special someone how you feel right now.
③ Pillow talk You've just had the most fantastic sex (playing out is optional!) and now that you're both.
④ Sweets You are at the biggest tea party ever, and the table in front of you is just begging you both to clear it. Hope you guys like cake!
⑤ Picnic You and your main squeeze decide to spend the day in the park having a nice quiet picnic. Necking optional.
⑥ Star gazing It's a clear night out and you two are sharing a blanket to watch the stars.
⑦ Movie night Grab yo' sweetie and hunker down on the couch with a bowl of poppin corns to watch your favorite movie.
⑧ Cooking Your date night has to start with dinner! The two of you decide to cook a meal together and see how it goes.
⑨ Back together For whatever reason, you've broken up. But now, you've realized the error of your ways and want to get back together.
⑩ Rollers choice Pick one!

[originally from here.]

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[A week after the... "kissing incident", Himuro left for America to spend Christmas with his family. The exams for the semester had concluded in the past week and it helped Himuro's mind focuse only on studying. Even basketball club activities were toned down. In that week, he barely met Atsushi. If he did, it was mostly during and after club's activities. He had a feeling that he was unconsciously avoiding the other boy, which he didn't want at all.

Himuro thought everything will be fine after Atsushi left his room. But the reality is- nothing was fine. In fact- he became too aware of the other boy's presence, and the presence of the others that come up to talk to his teammate. Of course, Atsushi was either sleeping or eating so social activities were something to be desired from him. But even knowing that, for some reason, it kept Himuro on the edge and throw him into such mood-swings sometimes that he thought he went nuts.

So Himuro hoped that once he's in America, he will manage to rest a little. He will talk to his other friends, spend some time with his family and generally use the free time to relax. But things got only worse. He couldn't sleep, he stared off at empty space and kept dragging himself around the house as if he was a ghost. It was on the Christmas day, when he opened his present and found purple headphones (present from his father) that he got the epiphany. His staring at the color of the present got his mother into teasing mode. Turning towards the other's in the house, she poked some fun at his expense: "Oh there it is again, staring like love-struck fool. Seems you got him good gift, darling."

That sentence alone snapped him back to reality and he felt as if train hit him head on. He spent whole day afterwards shooting hoops from the adrenaline that was built up at the sudden revelation. And when the time to go back to Japan rolled around he both wanted to go and wanted to stay and hide here forever. But realizing that only cowards do that, he found his guts and boarded the plane to go back to Japan.

Finally arriving at the dorm room, he could feel his heart stuck in his throat, and he didn't even see Atsushi yet. He was getting increasingly nervous as he pushed the door of the building and entered, dragging the suitcase behind him. Pulling the headphones off his head and around his neck, he wondered if he should visit Atsushi immediately. Shaking his head, he scolded himself- he just entered the dorm, he didn't even enter his room yet and he's thinking of visiting Atsushi. Sighing, he made his way upstairs deciding to visit his teammate and bring him the gifts he got him after he warms up a little.]

[It was a curious thing, how he both wanted to see Himuro and was almost afraid to see him alone after that incident, how he both wanted to take advantage of the new ability to kiss him but was afraid of what could happen. With that came guilt and fear over how that first kiss he stole as the other boy slept may have changed things irrevocably. Or was it their agreement that changed things... ?

Murasakibara likes Himuro as a friend— if he didn’t then he wouldn’t hang out him —and he also happens to like the feeling and the specialness of being able to kiss him like no one else can. But after that day, there was little opportunity for either before he had to leave for winter break. Even when he’d given the other boy his Christmas present before departing, the atmosphere seemed oddly tense where it had usually been so comfortable.

It should have been simple, yet it was confusing him so much. Even back at his family's house it affects him by making it harder to sleep and to enjoy the new snacks he's gifted. How come discovering this wonderful new thing could make everything else worse? It's unfair. Perhaps there's a way to fix it, but he can't even begin to realize it. Half the time he could be pondering what the problem is, he's trying to avoid thinking about it.

Break ends and nothing is resolved. Currently, Murasakibara is in his room which he hypocritically has kept unlocked. He’s been trying to nap for the past half hour with no success. Instead, he's taken to sucking on a candy cane and periodically admiring the clean white left after the red stripes melt away from the portion he's been working on.

Then he breaks that portion off with a crack.]

[Tossing the bags in the corner of the room, Himuro closed the door with a sigh. He was feeling a bit jet-lagged, but the constant travels he has throughout the year to America got him used to it. Therefore he didn't fall face first on bed. It was seven pm and he had enough time to take shower to warm up and the visit Atsushi. Maybe they can even plan something for New Years eve.

The thought made him stop with unpacking. Plan with him.. was that okay? Was it really okay? Would he even want to? Maybe he has something planned already or something similar... And why is he over-thinking this? Are this thoughts important or are they trivial? And would he think of that before Atsushi kissed him? Before he realized he has... this enormous crush on his teammate that makes no sense whatsoever.

Shaking his head, Himuro took a quick, warm shower, for once happy that he is in the room, no matter how small and cramped it was. He walked over to the bag and pulled out a medium-sized bag that had bunch of trinkets in it- from snacks and sweets that can only be found in America, to Chuzzle key chain and mug that looked like cat when the cat-ear lid is put on.

Pulling on thick, zip-up hoodie, he left the room and headed downstairs where Atsushi's room was. For some reason, he could feel heart up in his throat, making it hard to breathe. Trying to push away any and all troublesome thoughts from his head, he slowly knocked on the door of Atsushi's room. Maybe... he's asleep..?]

[The clear wrapper left beside him on the bed and the last of the candy cane disappearing in his mouth, Murasakibara's eyes shut as he finally manages to drift off to sleep. Even if his mind is preoccupied, there is a tipping point at which his body needs to nap and its reached it.

That's the state he's in when Himuro comes knocking, lying on the bed with his legs handing off the foot of it. The sound disturbs him slightly, making him turn his head and grumble, but he doesn't fully awaken yet.]

[Himuro blinks at no response, titling his head at the door (as if it will give him answers). He knocks again before trying the knob.

Oh. It's unlocked.
Why is it unlocked? It's evening. Is Atsushi being reckless when he's not around?

He steps in, slowly calling out:]

Atsushi? Are you here?

[He should be. He left the door unlocked, for God's sake! He makes few steps then stops. He has that sense of deja vu- didn't this happen once? When Atsushi was at his room. When-- okay! Time to stop thinking about it, he was getting flustered.
He left the bag on the desk and walked over to the bed, leaning over him. He brushes few bangs off his forehead and sighs- idiot will catch cold like this. Should he wake him up? Or just cover him with blanket and let him sleep?

It's obvious which one.]

Atsushi? Atsushi, you will catch cold like this. [He shook him slowly, trying to wake him up.]

[He can't sense the deja vu yet when he's off in dream land, even though Himuro's noise starts to rouse him. The gentle touch to his face makes him sigh and murmur in his sleep something that sounds suspiciously like "Muro-chin". Finally, the shaking seems to do the trick.]

... Hnnn? [ His eyes blink open and his head tilts a little against the sheets, the fuzz in his mind taking its sweet time as it slowly dissipates.]

Ah... It's Muro-chin~.

[Still not all there yet, the big lump just stares up at his senpai and offers a sleepy smile. He's not awake enough for all the worry to come back; all that's there in his expression is the happy feeling of seeing the other boy after a long while.]

[Yes, he though he caught on something like 'Muro-chin' being mumbled but he immediately wrote it off to him not hearing him well. After all, it was everything but clearly spoken word.

At the smile he receives he can't help but return with one of his own. Even his heart's erratic beating and almost suffocating him couldn't stop it. He can't help it- drowsy Atsushi is cute. He chuckles lightly and messes up Atsushi's bangs again, nodding.]

Yes, it's me. I'm back.

[Maybe it's the happiness or the fact that he hasn't had the chance to do it very much since he was allowed to, but Murasakibara gets up on his elbows and stretches his neck to give Himuro a little peck on the lips.

It's at the point where he's leaning up and can no longer stop the movement that he really realizes what he's doing, that it might not be the best thing to do right now, and that he should probably stop.

Oh well, too late now. It still feels good to press his lips to the other boy's. He missed it— missed him.]

Welcome back~.

[He lies back on the bed and covers his mouth to yawn.]

Did you have fun in America?

[Himuro was unable to move few seconds after Atsushi kissed him. He expected peck on the cheek maybe but then again, he can't say no to this. Not after all the epiphanies he went through in America.

He didn't manage to return the peck in time- whether that's good or bad he can't really tell- so he's giving him the biggest smile of them all.]

Happy to be back.

[He really is. Himuro had a gut feeling that if he had to stay more there he would go crazy. He stands straight before he gives in the temptation to kiss him. He will need a lot of that restraint right now. He walks over the desk and returns with a bag, sitting down on the edge of the bed.]

I got to see my family so yeah. I brought you few souvenirs.

[... ah. He does get to see that smile which warms the post-sleep chill right up, but now that his mind's clear enough, Murasakibara wonders if maybe a welcome back kiss was the wrong thing to do. Making things awkward right away after being reunited was not the plan.

That worry's relegated further back in his mind as Himuro mentions souvenirs. He perks up, lifting himself to sit before leaning over to try peering into the bag.]

What kind of souvenirs... ?

[No, the kiss wasn't wrong thing to do at all. It's just Himuro being all surprised and staring at cute sleepyhead.

Subsiding a chuckle, he places the bag right in front of Atsushi, turning a bit so he can face him.]

See for yourself.

[He knows Atsushi will like sweets. Not so sure about the key-chain and the mug. His other mug suffered big damage from Liu so Himuro thought to get him another one.
...maybe he overdid on that one.]

[Ooh, it's like a late Christmas! Murasakibara wears a grin as he starts to root through the bag.]

Ah, look at all these~

[Different kinds of Skittles, Twinkies, Goldfish... He doesn't try to pronounce the letters on the packages; he'd probably get them wrong anyway. They aren't anything familiar to him but he can't wait to try them. Then he finds the little fuzzy keychain and plucks it out of the bag to inspect it.]

Cute...

[He holds it up next to his face with the tips of his fingers.]

It matches~.

[Himuro just can't wipe off the smile from his face. Seeing Atsushi happy over something simple like sweets is.. is.. well he has no words for it, in both English and Japanese. He got a lot of Skittles packages because the bonbons have all different flavor. He thought it will be amusing for him to try them all out.

He nods and pulls out his own keys, showing him very light purple Chuzzle key chain he got.]

There was a black one as well, but it's too depressing.

[What? Colors are lively and nice. Purple is ~~very~~ nice.]

Edited (FLAVOR! god I'm stupid >>) 2014-01-05 21:07 (UTC)

It's okay. Like this— [He presses his close to Himuro's.] We match too~

[Matching keychains. Isn't that kind of...

No, says his mind, let's not think about the implications or the way such a trivial thing makes him happy. Let's keep looking through the goodies. So he gives Himuro a little smile and sets aside the fuzzy doodad before going back to looking inside the bag. Murasakibara takes out the last thing, obscured by paper to cushion the ceramic, and unwraps it to reveal the cat mug.

Naturally, the first thing he does is take its head off. The quirk of his mouth says he finds that oddly amusing but then he makes a rather practical comment:]

Ohh, if it's hot chocolate then it won't get cold so quick...

[Winter's still in full swing after all.]

[He's not blushing, he's not blushing, he's blushing damn it all. He nods and tries to cover it up with another smile and peeking at the bag, as if not knowing what he put there. Makes no sense but anything to wipe off the blush.

He can't help the mental sweat-drop, even if he's right about hot chocolate.]

The one you had got broken so I thought I'd get you new one.

[There were many mugs, but this one was the only one interesting... as long as the lid is not broken.]

Oh yeah...

[He sounds distant for a moment as he sees the pretty red in Himuro's complexion; it was too obvious to escapes his notice. Then Murasakibara sets the top back on the mug and might be teasing on purpose when he comments:]

I'll take good care of this one, then. 'Cause it's from Muro-chin~.

[...Well this is just not fair. It should be forbidden for kouhai teammates to say things like that!
The blush he tried to will away- is not going anywhere. He can feel the heat in his cheeks and it's not a nice feeling. And he probably looks disastrous too. How can someone younger than him make him feel like this!?

He picks at his hoodie before shoving hands in the pockets- he's starting to fiddle with fingers again.]

I'm happy you like it. [He tries to hide the shyness+embarrassment behind small teasing-] It reminded me of your sleepy face when you're bored. [~~...or he made it worse.~~]

[Himuro may think he looks disastrous but to Murasakibara, the embarrassment gets more endearing just as it gets more obvious.]

It reminded you of me... ?

[Even when it's turned back, making him start to feel a little too warm, he doesn't relent in his teasing. Why would he when Himuro looks so...

Well. He's not sure what word would be appropriate. Murasakibara carefully sets the mug down on the bed before leaning closer to peer at Himuro's face.]

You're really red right now, you know. Is it too hot?

Yes, it did.

[No point in lying when it really did reminded him of Atsushi. Many things did (considering his state of mind) but he can't actually buy everything. Speaking of his state of mind... he should probably calm down. He had something in mind when he came to Atsushi's room but it was easily erased. He even forgot everything he wanted to tell him but... he wasn't sure if it was smart to tell him in the first place.

He was snapped back from his racing thoughts by Atsushi pointing out he's red. Himuro stared at him for split second, before crossing his hands.]

I'm.. fine. Besides, it's not nice to mock your senpai like that. [He's pretending he's scolding Atsushi. He needs to change subject. Fast. And he hopes this works, even a little. But it's hard to take him seriously with face like that.]

Edited 2014-01-05 23:58 (UTC)

[No such luck. His grin does fall into a brief pout but Himuro's still right in front of him with that blush on his face and trying hard to divert attention away from it. That just makes him want to continue poking the normally so collected older boy.]

I'm not mocking, I'm taking care of my senpai~

[Sure. He pinches Himuro's hoodie's sleeve fabric between his fingers and tugs gently, tilting his head in question.]

Maybe it's cause you're wearing this... ?

[Oh he is, by shoving his thoughts into complete turmoil. He can't remember last time he was teased enough to get blush on his face.
His eyes fall on place where Atsushi's fingers tug at the sleeve, then rubs his cheeks with hand that isn't tugged on.]

I put it on not to catch cold because I took shower before coming here.

[Yeah, he barely waited to dry off a little before rushing over. And he managed to stop himself from spilling 'I really wanted to see you' after it. He's just going to accept the escape route... even if he shouldn't. It's against all his plans and preparations.]

It's thick so I guess it warms me up bit too much.

[Unfortunately for Himuro, it's not an escape route. Murasakibara keeps his hold and tugs again as he gives some truly enlightening advice.]

Then you should take it off now, right?

[His expression has settled to something close to how he usually looks, though he's normally not so close to Himuro, sitting beside him on a bed. That makes things a little different.]

[As enlightening as it is, it makes Himuro get too aware of surroundings and of how close he is to Atsushi. Isn't this somehow dangerous- getting undressed? And how come he keeps listening to Atsushi and what he suggests? Because he nodded shortly and unzipped the hoddie, letting it slip down, and remaining only in black t-shirt.

He shifts, turning a bit so he can face him, still holding the garment in his hands and on his lap. Himuro's a bit irked that he has to look up at him even when they sit down. Their proximity is making him squeeze the clothes in his hands.]

Are you feeling alright? You didn't get sick while I was gone?

[He raises his hand and presses the back of it against Atsushi's forehead then cheek. This is only to check, is an excuse his mind provided. The hand was gone pretty fast- lingering too much wouldn't be appropriate no matter how much he wanted to keep hand there.]

[He wouldn't have been surprised if Himuro refused and insisted he was fine but no, he takes it off. Murasakibara's eyes shouldn't have flitted down no matter how briefly but they do and suddenly, it seems Himuro's warmth problem is contagious.

Oops.

And it just gets worse when Himuro starts to touch him. He stills until the hand falls away, leaving his skin feeling like it's been licked by fire. Maybe he should have exercised more restraint before this became so... precarious.]

Nah, I didn't get sick... [Even if sometimes it felt like it when he couldn't sleep, even if his appetite was disrupted enough for his mother to wonder the same thing. Unbeknownst to him, he really is a certain kind of sick, but it's not the fault of any winter bug.]

Why? Do I look bad?

[Contradictorily, Murasakibara misses the other boy's touch when it's gone, making his frown slightly.]

[It was kind of pointless question since Atsushi didn't look as if he was or is sick. Still, a small excuse to touch him, even briefly. But he is also happy to know that he didn't get stomachache because of too much sweets. Christmas tends to push buttons with all the presents and cakes.]

That's good to hear. [The worry-bug is gone. He shakes his head slowly-] Asking just in case. You look.. good. [Really good.

He notices the frown since his hand moved the bangs a bit out of the way. He gives him worried look.]

Is there something wrong?

.///. 2.... sorry for novel... omg this turned out longer than I planned...

Never be sorry for that! ouo I do apologize for my slowness, though;;

yea but book-long is not a tag =.=;; and it's ok<3 Holidays,holidays<3

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/whilst eating skittles

/has chocolate pralines >>;

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