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Harry Truman’s skirt bounces as he prances through the hallway, with his books in his hands. He gasps suddenly, blue orbs widening behind his silver-framed glasses, pink lips forming an O-shape as he tumbled to the ground, books flying everywhere (oh no!) The man he bumped into grunts, annoyed at first, looking down at Harry with disdain. Harry gets up with a struggle, barely finding his balance. The unknown man’s eyes widen as they meet Harry’s orbs, entranced with his immense beauty.
“U-Um! S-Sorry!” Harry exclaims, putting a hand over his mouth in surprise. The man he ran into runs a hand through his slicked-back black hair; he has an air of coolness around him, with his glaring brown orbs, luscious mustache, and pleasantly uneven arms.
“Just watch where you’re going next time, honey ~ ☆”
“O-Okay!” Harry pauses, then realizes he’s talking to the school’s bad boy, Joseph Stalin! “O-Oh, y-you’re J-Joseph S-Stalin, a-aren’t you?”
“What of it?”
“N-Nothing! S-Sorry!”
Joseph pushes him against the wall, leaning in close. “Are you scared, baby?”
“N-No! L-Let me g-go!! ♡”
Joseph pulls away, turning to leave. “I’ll see you around.”
Everyone else in the hallway stares, bewildered. Harry tucks his hair behind his ear and blushes. “O-Oh my…”
Everyone watches, confused but supportive, as Harry gathers his books prettily and prances down the hallway to his next class.
When he gets to his art class, he realizes that J-Joseph is also here! He'd forgotten! OWO! Harry shivers with nervousness and excitement.
Joseph saunters over to Harry's seat, smirking. “Hey, sweetheart. I'm interested in you. What's your name?”
“I-It's H-Harry T-Truman…"”
“What a beautiful name. Can I call you Harr?”
“N-No, b-baka!! ♡”
“Fine, I'll call you Harry. (╥﹏╥)”
“G-Go away, J-Joseph-senpai!”
“Not until you go on a date with me! ~ ☆”
Harry is elated at the prospect, but he can’t let Joseph kn-know!
“N-No way, baaaaaka!! ♡♡”
The teacher suddenly, very rudely, butts in: “Are you two done yet? Can we begin our lesson on sculpture?”
“Fine,” Joseph utters remorsefully, returning to his seat.
They make sculptures for about 6 hours, 8 minutes, and 8.947 seconds. When Harry looks up, exhausted, sweat beaded on his brow, he has unwittingly produced a perfect sculpture of Joseph Stalin’s face! He had meant to sculpt the Great Wall of China, b-but he was thinking about Joseph so much th-that he couldn’t help but sculpt him instead! ♡
When he looks over at Joseph’s sculpture, he’s stunned. The man has made a crude blob vaguely resembling a man’s nude figure. Harry shudders.
Joseph once again saunters over to Harry. “Do you like my sculpture, my little love muffin? I made you out of clay ~ ♡! It was like I was touching your skin…” Joseph smirks.
“W-Wow, s-senpai… M-Maybe I misjudged you… Th-that’s beautiful!” Harry is moved to tears. Joseph licks them off his face.
“Don’t cry, baby. Just go out with me.”
“W-Well, o-okay… B-But it doesn’t mean I l-like you or anything!! ♡”
Joseph takes Harry’s hand and pulls him away, taking him out the door. The two of them prance towards the parking lot hand-in-hand. Everyone claps.
“Class is dismissed,” the teacher says, exasperated.
The two of them get into Joseph’s tank and drive away.
“Wh-where are we g-going??” Harry asks, trembling.
“It’s a surprise ~ ☆”
“O-Oh my!” Harry puts a hand over his mouth in surprise.
Joseph takes them to an ice cream shop. After leaving his tank in the parking lot, parked in four spots, he very quickly saunters inside. Harry jogs to keep up with him. When he reaches the register, he quickly demands: “One chocolate ice cream for me, and one vanilla ice cream with rainbow sprinkles for my boyfriend here!”
“I-I’m not your boyfriend, baka!! ♡” Harry whines, clinging to Joseph’s longer arm with his eyes shut tightly in embarrassment. The worker at the shop blinks, confused at why they’re both wearing school uniforms when no schools around here have them. He gets them their ice cream and then rings them up.
“Hey cutie, you don’t mind paying, do you? I’m broke ~ ♡” After he attempted to stage a communist revolution against his parents, they cut Joseph off from his allowance.
“W-Well, o-okay… B-But only because I r-really like rainbow sprinkles!!”
They sit down at a booth with their ice cream and eat for a while. After they’re done, they sit and stare at each other for several hours; they begin by sitting across from each other, but progressively get closer throughout the time. First Harry moves over to Joseph’s side of the booth, then he scoots closer and closer, until eventually he’s sitting in his lap. With the ice cream long gone, he simply sits there contentedly with Joseph’s comfortingly uneven arms wrapped around his waist. Suddenly, after the hours of silence, Joseph speaks:
“Hey Harry, I really like you. You’re the one for me.”
“Sh-shut up ~ ♡!” Harry exclaims, giggling. He leans back against Joseph’s chest, imagining what his wedding dress might look like, thinking about taking his last name: Harry Stalin . He giggles some more.
“Hey, guys, it’s about closing time, so, if you could please…?” a worker very rudely asks, walking up to the couple with a broom in his hand and gesturing towards the door.
“Sure, we’ll get out of your hair,” Joseph says, winking.
“Ehe ~ ☆” Harry adds.
When they walk outside, it just so happens that a horse-drawn carriage is passing by! Joseph decides to abandon his tank and take Harry on a ride on the carriage.
“Excuse me!” he calls out to the driver, who promptly stops next to the road. “Can we take a ride on your horse-drawn carriage?”
“Kyaa ~ !” Harry squeals with excitement, jumping up and down, skirt fluffing as he does.
“That’ll be 500 dollars,” the man says. Joseph looks to Harry, who quickly produces five one-hundred dollar bills. “Uh… Okay. Where should I take you?”
“To the park near here.”
“There are a lot of parks,” he says, very rudely.
“Wh-whichever one is n-nearest!” Harry cutely demands. The man chuckles, smiling at his beauty and charm.
“Well, alright then.”
He rides around town for thirty minutes, while Harry and Joseph snuggle in the carriage. It’s a bit cold, so Stalin offers the blazer of his school uniform to Harry, whose uniform only has a short-sleeved button-up as well as a short, pleated, plaid skirt, which doesn’t give him much warmth. Even though it’s a bit too small (as Joseph is around 4 inches shorter) and the arms are cut to uneven lengths, it makes Harry happy so he wears it.
Eventually they arrive at a large park, empty at this time. The park has very large oak trees as well as sakura trees in full bloom, with blossoms drifting through the air. It overlooks a large lake, and there are several benches surrounding the lake. Harry and Joseph get out of the carriage and thank the man who brought them here.
The sun is nearing the horizon. The two of them walk down a long sidewalk towards a bench, sit down, and watch the water shimmer with the light of the sun and the reflection of the sky and the clouds. As the sun sets, the world turns pink and orange.
“I-It’s so b-beautiful,” Harry whispers, shivering. He puts a hand down on the bench, looking into the setting sun. Joseph places his hand on Harry’s, to which the younger man gasps, heart beginning to beat faster. “A-Ah ~ ♡! J-Joseph, baaaaaaaaka, d-don’t surprise me like that!!”
“Harry, my darling.”
“Wh-what?”
“I love you,” Joseph confesses, orbs shaking with nervousness. Even though he’s the school’s bad boy, love makes him nervous. What if Harry d-doesn’t like him back?? (╥﹏╥)
“I-I…” Harry closes his eyes, blushing. Joseph’s heart begins to beat faster, somewhere around 142 bpm. “I love you too!!! ♡♡♡♡”
Joseph breathes a sigh of relief, grabbing Harry’s face and pulling him close. He crushes their lips together, and the two share a sweet kiss with the sunset in the background. Joseph grunts, running his hands through Harry’s hair as they kiss for around 1.389 minutes.
“Nn ~ ♡!”
When Joseph pulls away, both of them are breathing hard, as neither of them had breathed at all during that whole time.
“Harry,” Joseph says.
“Joseph,” Harry says.
They kiss again.
After more or less 1.572 minutes, they pull away again. By now, it’s gotten dark. The sky shimmers with millions of stars.
“J-Joseph-senpai, I’m s-scared! It’s so d-dark!!”
“Don’t worry, baby, I’m here to protect you ~ ☆”
“O-Okay,” he mumbles, holding Joseph’s hand tightly and squeezing until his knuckles go white. They travel several miles back to the tank at the ice cream shop, skipping and prancing the whole way.
Once they make it, they both get into the tank. Suddenly, Joseph says, “I have something to give you ~ ☆”
Harry gasps, putting a hand over his mouth in surprise. “Wh-what is it, s-senpai?”
He produces a rose from behind his back. “I got you this flower.”
“W-Wow ~ ☆!! Wh-where did you g-get it?? Don’t you have no money?”
“I stole it from a flower bed over there,” Joseph says romantically, pointing. Harry’s heart thumps out of his chest at the thought of such a thoughtful gift.
“Th-thank you so much!!”
“You’re very welcome, my dear little princess.”
Harry shivers.
Joseph drops him off at his house, kissing him goodbye.
As soon as Harry is alone in his room, he squeals loudly. “Kyaaaa, I l-like Joseph so m-much!! I can’t b-believe that the bad boy and h-hottest guy in school would go for someone like m-me ~ ♡! Doki doki ~ ♡!”
He rolls around in his blankets excitedly, then gets ready for bed, putting on kawaii pink pajamas with adorable little sheep on them, consisting of shorts and a soft button-up top, which cling pleasingly to Harry’s figure.
It’s hard for him to fall asleep at first, as imagining him and Joseph’s future together keeps him up. He stares at the ceiling and sees images of them kissing and hugging and holding hands. He holds a stuffed animal and hugs it tightly, giggling to himself for a while.
“Th-this is like a d-dream come true!!” (⋈◍＞◡＜◍)。✧♡
Eventually he drifts off, dreaming of Joseph.
The next morning, Harry puts on his uniform, as he does every day, and gets ready to go to school. He does his makeup and fixes his glistening gray locks of hair, stares at himself in the mirror for about 20 minutes and 7.444 seconds, then walks to school with his backpack on. His skirt blows in the wind. Be careful, Harry ~ ♡!
When he arrives at school, Joseph is waiting at the front door for him, leaning against the wall and completely blocking the entrance. A fairly large number of students crowd him and attempt to get through, but he doesn’t budge until he sees his soulmate prancing in the distance.
“Harry!” he calls out. Harry giggles and runs towards him, jumping into his arms. Joseph catches him and spins him around before gently setting him down.
“Y-Yay, J-Joseph-senpai!! You c-came to school!!”
“Only to see you,” he confesses, leaning Harry all the way back, as far as the man’s back flexibility will allow, and kissing him passionately. “I love you ~ ♡.”
“I-I love you too!!! ♡♡♡♡♡”
Everyone claps and cheers, shouting out Harry and Joseph’s names and ship name (Harseph) and that they’re everyone’s OTP. Harry winks at the camera, then everyone goes inside to attend school. The end ~ ☆
☆ BONUS EXTRA ~ ☆!
“Min-naaaaa, I need to tell you something!” Harry announces to his classroom, skirt fluffing. Everyone listens to him attentively, as they all are supportive of his relationship and he’s very beautiful and charming, so he’s everyone’s friend.
“What is it, Harry?”
“U-Um, I—! L-Lately, I’m w-worried about senpai… Th-there’s a lot of girls around him, a-and I’m worried because they’re prettier than me!! What should I do? (╥﹏╥)”
“Harry, I don’t think anyone else really wants to be with that guy,” someone comments, but all of his classmates give him a glare and he quickly shuts up. “Or, nevermind. I think you should just be honest with your concerns.”
“B-But, senpai is always so c-confident and cool… I c-can’t tell him something so lame…”
“It’s okay Harry, just follow your heart!” his English teacher comments.
“I-It’s just not that easy!” Harry cries.
“It’s okay Harry, we believe in you!”
“Th-then, I gotta go talk to him now!!”
Everyone breathes a collective sigh of relief as he prances out of the room.
He goes to where Joseph’s class is, but as usual, the bad boy is skipping class. Harry pops around to the places he might be hiding, like the library or the cafeteria, but he can’t find him anywhere!! Eventually he climbs the stairs to the roof, thinking he might be here… When he approaches the door, he can hear Joseph’s voice. He grins, running closer to the door, but when he gets there he realizes that someone else is with him!!! What’s this??
Harry peers through the door and realizes it’s another girl! Oh no!
“J-Joseph,” she says, presenting him with a love letter. “I-I l-like you! P-Please go out with m-me!”
“N-No way!!!” Harry gasps, putting a hand over his mouth in surprise.
“Sorry, but I’m already in a relationship with my one and only soulmate,” Joseph says. Harry’s heart wells with joy. “That’s Harry Truman! So I can’t possibly accept your confession!”
She cries and runs away. She’s also wearing a schoolgirl uniform? What the hell, that’s Harry’s thing! He frowns at her as she runs past him.
Harry emerges from the door, looking at Joseph’s hair ruffling in the wind.
“Oh, Harry. Don’t tell me you saw all that?”
“Y-Yeah… U-Um, J-Joseph, I know what you said, b-but, you’d never… leave me or anything, r-right?”
“Don’t worry your pretty little head about things like that,” Joseph tells him, bringing him close and holding his head against his chest. “I love you and only you ~ ♡. Even if I successfully stage a communist uprising and become the leader of the Soviet Union (whatever that is), I’ll still be with you.”
“O-Okay… M-Me too! Even if I become President of the United States (whatever that is) and we become rivals in some sort of Cold War or whatever, I’ll still be with you, senpai ~ ♡!”
They kiss for approximately 2.348 minutes, then prance off into the sunset. The end ~ ☆