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action, one day after their 'bet'

[nuraridouman]

Haha... That's the bells! That means I win! From now on-oops!

[Douman laughs from where he is perched as far out on a tree's branch as it can carry him, pumping his small fist in the air victoriously only to yelp and quickly cling on the moment it starts to sway dangerously in response to his antics. Escaping Sakura for a full day had turned out to be far harder than the boy had thought it would be, but in the end his smallness won!]

...This means from now on you're my underling!

[antisocialable]

Tch!

[ nothing to do now but grumble. ]

So what is it you need doing anyway?

[nuraridouman]

What I need doing? Uh, I dunno. I guess something to eat and a good place to rest come first, I'll somehow get that for me and for you too since I'm the leader--

*CRACK*

Uh-oh?

[Maybe that branch wasn't that sturdy after all.]

[antisocialable]

Oi — [ sakura quickly runs up to catch him. ]

action; curry time

[savetheweak]

[Oda thinks he's found the right place. As promised, he has two bags of leftovers from his weekly date with Maruki - had him make a little extra, some spicy, some mild. He knocks on the door of the little mushroom, tickled as ever that he gets to knock on the door of a little mushroom.]

[antisocialable]

[ sakura doesn't get visitors.

his classmates make a habit of dropping in these days. giving him things to decorate his empty apartment. this is the first time he's lived in a place with . . . space and rooms. a kitchen. a fridge. a proper sink.

no longer shunted into tiny sheds because he was . . .

sakura shakes it off. he cleans. he frets. he doesn't really talk to adults, save for the few he's met here. he's just worried. adults have power over kids. he doesn't want to give up his independence. but he has to keep moving. and well, knowing people better is the cause, right?

this is good. if umemiya was here, would he be proud? god. what an embarrassing thought. anyway.

sakura opens the door, eyes diverted downwards as he scuffs his foot on the floor. ]

Uh. Welcome.

[ sakura's house is like all the houses, but uncomfortably bare. there's nothing in here. except for the broken light. ]

[savetheweak]

[If only Sakura knew that he was meeting with perhaps the most unjudgmental person on planet Earth (or whatever planet it is they're on). Odasaku's outward demeanor probably doesn't do him many favors. He's tall, imposing, stone-faced, cold-looking - but it couldn't be farther from the truth. He nods his head at Sakura's greeting.]

It's good to meet you in person.

[Just a kid, like Odasaku thought, and a shy-looking one at that.

[That's fine. He's dealt with shy before. It doesn't bother him. Does anything bother him?]

I'll have to heat this up on your stove, if that's alright.

[antisocialable]

[ his shoulders relaxed, relieved. he doesn't need to explain anything about some kid living on his own. ]

Sure, okay.

What am I supposed to do? Since I'm learnin' and all.

A week before Christmas;

[heir_conditioned]

Good morning.

I need your address. Following you home would constitute stalking, and I'd only like to leave you a gift. I don't want to stalk you.

[antisocialable]

[ what. what is going on. ]

yeah don't stalk me.

also don't give me gifts.

[heir_conditioned]

Yes I'd like not to do that. Stalk you, but I understand about your gift. In that case, let me know where you want me to leave it and I will avoid the giving part of it. You can pick it up when you're ready.

[antisocialable]

that's not the point!!

why are you giving me gifts anyway?!?!

Forward dated to Christmas

[callmekacchan]

[Whatever location Sakura ends up giving Shoto to drop presents, on Christmas morning he'll find a package left full of assorted homemade cookies. And a simple note wishing him a Merry Christmas and signed. Bicker with a guy enough and apparently you get free cookies out of the deal?]

[antisocialable]

[ oh.

that's . . . nice. so sakura will at least shoot off a message. ]

thanks.

it looks good.

Secret Santa time!

[omnipotentwriter]

You know, I'd say this was for the winter, but knowing this stupid place it's going to snow in summer or an ice god will descend, so let's not jinx ourselves. Besides, it's stylish enough for any occasion and waterproof too. Merry Christmas!

[A constellation who brings gifts to the good reveals their modifier!]

[Stand-in constellation "Single Night Delivery Master" hopes you enjoy the gift!]

[And to the credit of her hype, it's a pretty nice coat indeed.]

[...yes, she thinks she's being clever and not self-revealing with that sign-off. Look, that sort of thing was pretty common back home!]

Action; about 2 days before New Years

[nuraridouman]

[Douman had meant to do this shortly before Christmas, but as usual things never go as planned. He had kept his contact with the teen very court in order to respect Sakura's wish of solitude, but by the time Christmas Day had rolled around the gnawing twists in Douman's stomach had won out. So - against knowing damn well better - he sends a simple text to check if the coast is clear.]

Are you free later today?

[antisocialable]

[ other than his secret santa and his plans with shouto and bakugo, sakura's just been staying at home. it seems best to just . . . stay away. especially when his feelings are still in flux. ]

yeah? why do you ask?

[nuraridouman]

[Ugh. Why, really? That's a good question. Because he is apparently turning into a stupid, meddling old man who sees too much of himself in a random teenager, apparently.

(Not like he's still sorry about how much he hurt Sakura earlier.)


(Or kinda lonely with nothing better to do on this day too.)]

Want to meet up and get something to eat in the evening? Or whenever you're hungry.

[antisocialable]

[ sakura's always hungry and the promise of food is always a good lure to get him to do whatever you want. so even though he lingers reluctantly in his house, he does give in. ]

sure if you want to.

text; un: sano

[noentry]

[He hasn't gotten a text from Sakura in a while. After Sano's conversation with Douman, he thinks he understands why.

[He hates it. He wants to be friends. It takes him a while to work up the nerve to say something, and even then, it's not much.]

hey

[antisocialable]

[ oh. he hadn't expected this. he thought . . .

his own response takes a while. ]

hey.

didn't think you'd talk to me.

[noentry]

why not?
ur still my friend

right?

HNH Gift

[heir_conditioned]

On his doorstep is an envelope with a dried, flattened flower in a clear plastic cover, sealed on each side to keep it preserved. Look familiar? It should. It's one of the preserved ones that he got given for Christmas. Inside is a piece of paper with handwriting on it.

Now you have a part of her, too.
Thank you, even if thank you will never be enough.
-Shoto

P.S. When is your birthday?

crying why is he so cute

[antisocialable]

[ what is this. why does shouto keep doing this. it's disarming and he hates it!!

well. not really, but it leaves him lost and confused. ]

i'm not telling you. what's with the gift?

Your boy's the cute one! I lost my mind seeing that in the inbox.

[heir_conditioned]

You don't have to tell me, I can just choose a day. It happens once a year so I should be able to pick any date. Let's see. Bakugo's is April 20th, so yours should be March 1st. I think that will work. Does that work for you?

It's a thank you. It meant a lot.