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It was the rainy season. The light patters of the rain on glass was comforting as you stared out the window, mindlessly petting Fat Gato, the sleeping chonky orange tabby snuggled up on your tummy. Your laptop left open & untouched by your folded legs.
Usually, both you & Hanta appreciated rainy days, always pleased to enjoy the coziness it brought to your shared home.
However, your boyfriend knew you'd been struggling to get some work done & as much as he'd be fine with lazying around all day with you, he knew you'd get upset & beat yourself up if you didn't make any progress on your assignments that has been slowly piling up over the weeks.
"Hey, bub?" he called tentatively, voice low as though to not to disrupt the tranquil atmosphere.
"Mm?" You hummed in response, eyes still glued to the window.
"Wanna go on a study date?"
Hanta never saw anyone light up so fast, as you instantly perked up, head whipping around to look at him at the suggestion.
"Really?" You asked, eyes practically sparkling. He couldn't back down & say no even if he wanted to.
"Yeah," he said easily, an adoring smile tugging at his lips as he watched you excitedly scramble to your feet, briefly apologizing to the cat that got jostled awake before rushing to your shared bedroom to get dressed.
The orange ball of fur shot him an accusing look of displeasure for being the reason he now no longer had a cuddle buddy which prompted Hanta to apologize as well as he got up to pack his own laptop & notes.
You reappeared looking just as excited as you left, doning his custome cellophane hoodie- black & white with a stark bright orange on the inside of the hood & a pair of black tights with the cutest little white bow in your hair. Padding over to your boyfriend, you stopped just in front of him, bouncing on the balls of your feet slightly, holding out your arms that were absolutely drowning in the stretched oversized sleeves towards him, silently asking for him to help fold up the excess fabric. Hanta happily obligued.
You had your own hoodies, even this exact one, that fit your frame a little better with sleeves that weren't stretched out from his elbows but you liked stealing his anyways.
Especially after that one time he slipped up & apologized, having felt guilty for ruining the sleeves of a hoodie you gifted him for his birthday. He appreciated his quirk but sometimes, he couldn't help be insecure & wished his elbows were less 'freaky'.
He had never seen you looked so eerily serious as you stared him dead in the eyes with what he could only describe as the intent of murder & tell him to never talk about himself or his quirk like that ever again.
Or else.
Ever since then, whenever you wore hoodies outside, you'd steal one of his instead of wearing your own, stretched sleeves & all. Apparently adamant on proving your point. He never minded. You did look fucking adorable in his clothes after all.
"Plus, it makes me feel like yours," you've casually stated on date one time, smiling up at him with such genuine innocence & adoration that he had to take a minute to cool off before he keeled over from the way his heart squeezed so tightly in his chest from the wholesomeness.
"Got everything? Laptop, charger, wallet?" he asked, listing off the necessities while checking for his own.
"Yep, yep & yep."
Easily slipping your hand in his, you stepped into the elevator together. Hanta let you pull your joined hands to push the button, before letting your hands drop in between the two of you, swaying lightly while you fiddled with his rings.
"Anywhere in mind?"
"Not really," you hummed, seemingly so content to just the prospect of going on a study date that your boyfriend had to chuckle.
"Hm, you feeling like any pastries in particular? Didn't you mention craving a chocolat au lait cake or something from that one cafe a few days back?" Hanta mused, recalling the very passionate conversation about desserts.
"Oohhh! I did! Thats the cafe with the nice window seats too, right? Yeah, lets go to that one then!" You agreed, squeezing his hand excitedly, as the elevator dinged upon your arrival.
It was still raining as you stepped into the lobby of your apartment. Thankfully, not heavily pouring, just a constant drizzle that was mild enough to walk in. Huddling close under the protection of the umbrella, you & your boyfriend stepped out & started your short journey to the cafe.
The walk was nice, the silence you shared pleasant as you two enjoyed the weather. Hanta watched you reach out a hand into the rain, squealing in delight at the cold raindrops.
"Its cold," you reported, grinning up at him like a kid with so much enthusiasm, he couldn’t help but grin back.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah!" Hanta laughed under his breath at your childish joy at something as simple as rain while the two of you made your way down the block.
You were both very lucky to have found a place close enough to campus but also a walking distance away from multiple good hangout spots. You had a handful of cafes to choose from when going on study dates.
Stepping into the cozy little cafe, Hanta closed the umbrella & popped it into the holder by the door. You let out an excited little squeal when you saw your usual spot by the window was vacant as Hanta dragged you to the counter to order your drinks.
"Usual or something new?"
"How bout your usual &.." you trailed off, squinting at the seasonal menu before your eyes widened in excitement. "Orange coffee?? Okay we have to try that!! It sounds like its made for you!" You squealed, referring to your boyfriend's knack for the fruit.
Hanta has to smile at that. Of course you picked up on him favouring oranges despite him never explicitly mentioning it, only having snacked on it every now & then.
After ordering your drinks, the two of you went over to your usual spot & set up your impromptu work spaces.
"Spotify or Murder podcast?" Hanta asked as he dug out his airpods from his bag.
"Just music today~" you sang out happily, as you reached for the single earbud Hanta offered you & putting it in. Easily settling into your usual study date routine with your boyfriend.
True crime was surprisingly good for background noise. Occasionally though, the stories got a little too dark that both of you needed to stop & listen. Its funny to think back on- the times your waiter sent your orders only to have the two of you seemingly staring into space with the most intensed horrified looks on your faces.
Fucking hilarious.
Your drinks came a bit later & the two of you fell into a good rhythm with your own assignments.
Once in awhile, Hanta'd catch you pouting at your laptop screen, seemingly glaring at the material you were reading up as though it personally offended you. Nudging you gently, he'd steal your attention to ask what had you stumped, prompting you to go off about what you were studying.
"I know it increases the blood flow but what- OH," you'd cut yourself off, eyes wide as realization hit you like a snowball in the face. He hardly ever understood the tangent you went off on but was always pleased to see you reached an understanding on the point that had you stuck earlier as he watched in amusement as you furiously scribble down the explaination to your confusion, muttering that 'it makes sense now' under your breath.
The two of you ended up staying all day til dinner & by then, both you were admittedly tired but very accomplished & satisfied with the progress on your work.
Stepping out of the cafe, you leaned to rest against your tall, lanky boyfriend, cheek smushed against his arm as you looked up at him.
"Thanks, Hanta," you smiled & Sero's heart could not have felt fuller even if all you did was study. That was what he loved about you. You made a point of sharing the simple things with him. What could be passed off as mundane, you made special. Every little moment spent together you truly cherished.
God, he was so glad to have you to share his days with.
"Anytime."