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“Tecchou-san,” he choked out in a gasp, “I can’t–“
But Tecchou simply stared at Jouno, rendered helpless at the sight unfolding in front of him.
Desperate, Jouno sucked in a sharp breath, exhaled it in a panicked half-sob, and managed to increase his pulse even further. He opened his mouth, his brows furrowed, his face ashen pale. “I can’t hear–”
Tecchou’s mind blanked. He staggered backwards and felt his stomach drop to the bottom of his feet.
“...What?”
Or: Jouno gets seriously injured saving Tecchou and Tecchou falls in love in a hospital
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05 Mar 2024
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After Jouno went missing, Tecchou went crazy. Which was why, now that Jouno was back, Tecchou was clinging to him with life - which, Jouno didn't have any complaints.
Talks and hugs happen, inevitably.
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or; jouno, tecchou, reunions, hugs and inevitable confessions.
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• 30 Comfort Prompts Challenge
• 2. Prompt: HugsSeries
- Part 2 of Caly's 30 Comfort Prompts Challenge
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05 Mar 2024
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"Jouno, let's kiss in the rain."
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05 Mar 2024
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After several moments of staring at the plate in silence, Tecchou tore his gaze away. “Jouno…?”
“Tecchou-san?” Jouno offered, a sarcastic lilt to his voice.
Tecchou tried to swallow around the lump in his throat. “There’s banana in my pasta.”
Jouno inclined his head. “Is there now?” he mused, and Tecchou almost missed the small twitch of his lips, the knowing pitch of his question. Something jolted in his stomach, spreading warmth to the far ends of his fingertips, and Tecchou pressed his lips tightly together.
Or: Tecchou gets hospitalised and Jouno stays at his bedside but complains about it the whole time because he is very much a tsundere
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05 Mar 2024
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ambivalence (through glass stained eyes) by sxtms
Fandoms: 文豪ストレイドッグス | Bungou Stray Dogs
10 Sep 2023
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With shaking hands and trembling legs he buried his head into his arms. The final bell rang, and Tecchou still found himself sitting at his desk. His stomach churned, an uneasy feeling washing through him. He was anxious, not because of the game, but for the absurd, rash decision he was going to make before it.
Irrational thinking and impulsive decisions led him to dragging himself to the third floor where he waited outside of a buzzing room. He didn’t precipitate the outcomes, nor did he have a chance because as each student filed out he understood that he was running out of time.
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05 Mar 2024
