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🐍Obanai + Giyuu🌊

Summary:

Just a gay little story about Obanai and Giyuu smoking and getting together. Related to my ‘Hashira Groupchat!’ fic but it’s not necessary to read it. Please be warned, there are mentions to suicide/suicidal thoughts, self-harm, smoking, and a very very slight reference to drugs. None of it is very graphic besides the smoking. The self-harm is putting cigarettes out on one’s arms and there’s a mention to previous scars. If any of this triggers you, please click away. There is swearing.
Based vaguely on ‘Cigarettes out the window’ by tv girl, you can probably tell with the way it’s written lol. Thank you for reading this cringey story of an underrated ship, please take care.

Notes:

I want every single who reads this to know that I HAND WROTE THIS and am now typing it out for ao3. This starts off pretty bad but you can see where I really got into flow state and my writing got scarily good. Thank you! 🌊🐍

Chapter 1: 🐍 Chapter 1 🌊

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Private messages between Obanai and Giyuu
Giyuu- what u need man?
Obanai- u feeling ok?
Giyuu- Obanai, I’m fine.
Obanai- u sure?
Giyuu- yes, I’m sure. Stop worrying about so much
Obanai- u want me to come over?
Giyuu- is that u asking to come over?
Obanai- maybe…
Giyuu- well yes, I’d love if u came over.
Giyuu- I gotta make sure the kids r ok w/ it tho k?
Obanai- ‘the kids’ is crazy
Giyuu- shut up. Or ur not staying over.
Giyuu- AGAIN might I add.
Obanai- oh hush. Don’t act like u don’t love having me over
Giyuu- yea yea ig I do love u
Obanai- … love u too…
Giyuu- JESUS FUCK! I meant to say I love having u over!
Obanai- mmh hmm… dw, I love u 2.
Giyu- SHUT UP!
Obanai- get wrecked hoe.
Giyuu- fuck off bitch

~Obanai pov~
Did he just… Did he just say he loves me? This dumbass doesn’t even know he’s fucking with my heart. Why the hell did I say it back? Twice! What the fuck is this man doing to me? Nope. No. Not going to think about it. Leaving. Leaving now. Keys, phone, Kaburamaru. Good to go. Oh god. He said he loves me. But it was a typo right? He didn’t mean it. And neither did I. It was a stupid reflex or something. I don’t love him and he doesn’t love me. And I am completely fine with that truth.