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Headcannons!
-He enjoys quiet, hes more of a quiet lover standing by your side admiring you from afar. While crushing on you, when you'd notice him staring at you from across the lecture hall. A pink blush appeared on his ears when he'd turn away.
He would try to spot you on campus, to see what classes you took what day. And hopefully “accidentally” run into you.
-He doesn't know how to approach you, just awkwardly standing a few feet from you pretending to do anything.
"can I help you"? You noticed the green haired figure behind you, noticing his gaze on yours since you left literature.
"uh-!" he panicked when hes spotted pretending to glance over a book.
"it's uh- upside down" you point out
"...." he silently fixes the book.
"I, uhm… you’re in the same literature class as... me" he said pointing to himself.
"oh I thought a i recognized you, do we happen to come to the same library or did you follow me three train stops away from campus-"
"uhm, I wanted to... library" he cursed at himself mentally, for being so... odd and shy. It's a wonder how he knows so many people.
"uh, I need a book for class-" he mumbled avoiding your eyes
"oh i see, need help picking out a book..?"
"maybe, I don't read much. Plus I'm a swimmer not a literature major" he said with small confidence.
"I see, well the assignment is to read classic book, and report on it"
He followed behind, catching notes of your perfume and the small jingling of your keychains, and your small humming as you looked through the classic book section.
"hm, any thing you like?"
"uh the little mermaid" he uttered quietly, with a pink blush on his cheeks.
"cute"
"uhm, maybe frankenstien?" his face dropped at the idea
"okay, so no"
You named countless novels on the shelf and he made a different face at each, he knew he could easily read any book he wasn't picky. But it was fun to spend time with you. And for you to finally notice him.
-Your interactions were small, but meant everything to him. He constantly batted Hiyori away in the locker room, when he'd ask why he always left so quickly with a blush on his face.
-It led to sitting together during class, sitting together for lunch, and watching him practice.
-he'd ask you to hang out, or help for his classes.
Sometimes following you around campus. Accompanying you to different classes, while you lecture him about not skipping his own.
-After being very openly interested in you, he'll ask you out casually. After practice and on one of your studying dates.
"So wanna date?" he asked casually, (after asking everyone he knew for advice and talking to himself at his apartment).
"Hm? Sure". He smiled to himself as he continued to write his book report.
-He likes exploring new cafes and looking for vinyl, he likes to buy random CDs without knowing what they are to discover new music.
-he listens to a bunch of music, and always is trying to put people onto his niche peak music taste.
in his middle school days he used to night core but repressed that part of him into the depths of his consciousness.
he defiantly organizes his playlist his genre or mood (and gets mad when he puts a song in the wrong one).
he always has something playing in his apartment.
He’s not afraid to tell you what songs he doesn't like.
"this is ass" he said bluntly picking up your phone to change it.
"WHAT"
"what do you mean what? you like it?"
"I mean, yeah why else would i show you it"
"oh, it's still ass though"
Texts you some songs that remind him of you, he'll send you the link with a small blush on his cheeks.
'(link to song) it kinda reminded me of you >_>'
'relly (T_T)'
'yes. listen to it.'
'okey （︶^︶）'
-he prefers quiet dates with you, sometimes asking what you’d like to to during class as he packed up.
Or other times he’s text your screenshots of what you’d be doing.
‘Aquarium at 10 am on Saturday okay.’
‘Okay (￣、￣)’
-a little to honest.
-When you watch him at practice, he pretends to not care when he actually tries harder and shows off. Maybe even lecturing his teammates to try harder, (since you were there (●'◡'●)
-Its hard for him to trust at first, but eventually opens up to you here and there. Asking for advice over coffee or dinner.
-He'll tell you of his delicate health, about his drowning scares and how he once felt alone. But after reuniting with his old club members.
-He likes it when you pat his head, or play with his hair maybe even giving him a pony a tail 🤔
-When at his apartment, he'll watch you sleep when you two end up studying late. He'll wake you up sometimes, but other times he'll try his best to cuddle up beside you.
-He likes to leaning on your shoulder on the bus ride to campus, either asleep or peaking at your phone. Poking fun at you for whatever reason he can find.
-He isn't very affectionate, but he'll do small things. Like paying, making lunch, buying you small things reminding you of him, letting you rest on him, picking out the song (only if he likes it).
-but he likes to tease you, about any mistakes you make or bring up past ones.
-He likes it when you lay in his lap, but he also likes laying on you.
-He softly hums when he does anything mundane.
-He gets excited when someone asks him about things he likes.
-He likes it when he's remembered, like when you remember his favorite flavor, color, animal anything he likes that he's on your mind.
-He loves you quietly from afar, talking about it with his team. Giving you small tokens of his affection, admiring and cheering you on from far.
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"Iku" you call out from the living room, looking at his copy of the little mermaid.
"hm?" he replied popping his head out from the kitchen, as he walked over to the table. Setting down the two mugs on the coffee table, "stop messing with my stuff" he said with a huff, grabbing his notebook from his bag.
"I'm not messing with it you weirdo, I just wonder why you like it so much"
"uhm, maybe cause I see myself in the mermaid... wanting to fit in, and giving up something for her love" he began with a small smile, as he looked over the book again. "When my dad got it for me, I couldn't read english but I always loved the pictures"
"that's cute" you smile looking over the pictures, "they really are pretty". Noting the gilded illustrations, it's no wonder anyone would fall in love with it.
"you watch the movie?"
"duh, who hasn't"
"well you talk about the book so much one might think you've ignored the movie"
"I'm not that disconnected from the world"
"uh huh"
"Am not! Now do your work before I tell the professor you asked me for the answers cause you forgot" he threatened, "Well I'll just tell her I wrote half of your book report cause you have practice" you add sticking your tongue out.
"God! you're so childish you know, how'd you get into college I'll never know" with that comeback you simply giggle, your head against the open text book looking up at him. Admiring his pretty honey eyes, and delicate features.
"if you had a flavor, it'd be Pistachio Cream"
"You're not saying that cause its my favorite are you" he blushed grabbing his pencil case.
"No, it's cause its underrated, and Sweet. Just like you"