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๐ the star-athlete. he/him. eighteen. feral's agency. mentioned; feral. tagged; toshi. wc; 1223.
xxxxxrunning off three hours of sleep and four energy drinks was not the ideal start to haruโs day, if he was going to be honest. it wasnโt necessarily his fault, per se, it was more his mind not being able to shut up for half of the night, filling him with thoughts of self-doubt and insecurities that had piled on during the day, something that was familiar to him whenever he was left alone in his dorm room. finally, his head let him dose off at 3am. yet his alarm, the traitor, rang him awake at 6am. and so began his day, sleep-deprived and a little sad, not to mention he completely forgot to get his fill of breakfast before leaving for feralโs agency, and the hunger was eating him alive at this point. he truly wanted to succumb to death. it was fine though, he told himself, two more energy drinks in his arms waiting to be downed, and the usual smile on his face as to hide the fact that he was on the verge of death, because everything was fine. except, nothing was fine, he realized as soon as he stepped foot into the agency and heard the word โsparringโ fall out of feralโs mouth. damn him.
xxxxxnothing was going according to plan, apparently, because the world hated him on that day. he was sure that the sparring session wouldnโt be so bad, he had confidence in his skill and his ability, and he wasnโt too concerned about getting his ass kicked by any of the other students, it would be good fun, even, to have a sparring session to get his brain to wake up. though to be fair, it was pretty much fully awake at this point, the sugar and caffeine from the energy drinks having really kicked in, and he was already buzzing with his usual energy, this would work out just fine. but no, luck was not on his side today. it had completely slipped his mind that toshi (you know, the guy he was currently pining for relentlessly) could be a potential sparring partner, and when it became a reality, he had to urge himself to not scream. this day had something against him, he swore it.
xxxxxitโs not that he didnโt want to be partnered with toshi, really, it was more the fear of accidentally hurting the boy during sparring, and although he had a good amount of control over his quirk, he could get a little ahead of himself once the adrenaline kicked into his system. the sparring wasnโt too eventful, he could see that toshi was trying to create distance between them, manifesting objects out of thin air at a fast pace, but haru had maneuvered around the objects skillfully, even the larger objects that toshi had manifested, almost making haru stop and stare in awe. heโs always loved toshiโs quirk, loved watching it be put into action, though he also knew that toshi was overusing it, going past his usual limit, making haru frown in concern. heโd make sure he was ok afterward, for now focusing on getting closer towards toshi to actually make some contact. he felt a little bad, going after toshi like this, but he felt feralโs eyes on them as he watched not only him and toshi, but the other three students sparring. he didnโt want to disappoint.
xxxxxit ended up in haru knocking the shorter boy over with a little more force than he intended (force of habit) and the panic set in. he froze, breath stopping, and his mind screaming at him to move and help toshi up. god why can you never do anything right in your life we literally agreed on going easy on him youโre such an idiot- his mind had rambled, as he finally willed his feet to move to the edge of the room that they were in and picked up the remaining two bottles of energy drinks that he had brought with him (it was a subconscious decision to bring in two, just in case toshi wanted to drink something as well), before moving back towards the boy, who was now standing to haruโs relief. upon hearing toshiโs voice, bursts of soft purples and creamy colours had filled his head, and the smile that appeared on haruโs face was inevitable. he was reminded of how much he actually liked toshi, so much so that his heart began to race just from the sound of the boyโs voice. god, he was so, so screwed. his feelings for him had grown so much for the past year, and toshi was definitely going to be the death of him.
xxxxxhe shook his head dismissively at toshiโs words, โdonโt apologize, you can use my dreams whenever you need,โ he replied softly, offering one of the energy drinks to toshi as he spoke, โthatโs what friends are for, right?โ the word โfriendsโ was painful to say, and he had to urge his face not to wince whenever he said it, but he couldnโt help it, really. after thinking of toshi as more than a friend for such a long time without voicing his feelings, it was just becoming more and more hurtful by the day to acknowledge the fact that they were, in fact, just friends, because haru was convinced that toshi would never like someone like him back, and the fear of rejection had plagued his mind every time he even considered confessing. he hated it.
xxxxxhe noticed how flushed toshi was, and he remembered that the younger boy was most likely tired from using his quirk so much, โhow are you feeling?โ he asked, placing the back of his free hand against toshiโs forehead instinctively. heโs more likely to be having a headache than a fever, dumbass, his mind snapped at him, and he wanted nothing more than to strangle that little voice inside of his head. thank you for the ever so helpful input, consciousness. he snapped back, before removing his hand sheepishly, his cheeks flushing a little. dammit. โyou shouldnโt overexert yourself like that, you know.โ it was maybe a little hypocritical of him to say, considering that haru overexerts himself during his personal training almost every single day. how is he alive, you might be asking? only god knows. but he didnโt like seeing toshi like this, seemingly exhausted because of the overuse of his quirk. he knew what it was like, and he still felt slight soreness from yesterdayโs training in his muscles now, not to mention the nosebleed he couldnโt stop for a whole five minutes yesterday because of how hard he went. he should really start taking care of himself properly.
xxxxxferalโs voice had boomed through the room, a new burst of colour flashing through haruโs mind, but he was relieved to hear that they were done for now and could go wash up. he turned his attention back to the shorter boy next to him, a warm smile on his face as he asked, โwalk with me?โ it was a simple question, but there was a small part of him in the back oh his head that was begging for toshi to say yes, because haru secretly craved more closeness to him, even if it was just a simple walk back to the dorms.
xxxxxnothing was going according to plan, apparently, because the world hated him on that day. he was sure that the sparring session wouldnโt be so bad, he had confidence in his skill and his ability, and he wasnโt too concerned about getting his ass kicked by any of the other students, it would be good fun, even, to have a sparring session to get his brain to wake up. though to be fair, it was pretty much fully awake at this point, the sugar and caffeine from the energy drinks having really kicked in, and he was already buzzing with his usual energy, this would work out just fine. but no, luck was not on his side today. it had completely slipped his mind that toshi (you know, the guy he was currently pining for relentlessly) could be a potential sparring partner, and when it became a reality, he had to urge himself to not scream. this day had something against him, he swore it.
xxxxxitโs not that he didnโt want to be partnered with toshi, really, it was more the fear of accidentally hurting the boy during sparring, and although he had a good amount of control over his quirk, he could get a little ahead of himself once the adrenaline kicked into his system. the sparring wasnโt too eventful, he could see that toshi was trying to create distance between them, manifesting objects out of thin air at a fast pace, but haru had maneuvered around the objects skillfully, even the larger objects that toshi had manifested, almost making haru stop and stare in awe. heโs always loved toshiโs quirk, loved watching it be put into action, though he also knew that toshi was overusing it, going past his usual limit, making haru frown in concern. heโd make sure he was ok afterward, for now focusing on getting closer towards toshi to actually make some contact. he felt a little bad, going after toshi like this, but he felt feralโs eyes on them as he watched not only him and toshi, but the other three students sparring. he didnโt want to disappoint.
xxxxxit ended up in haru knocking the shorter boy over with a little more force than he intended (force of habit) and the panic set in. he froze, breath stopping, and his mind screaming at him to move and help toshi up. god why can you never do anything right in your life we literally agreed on going easy on him youโre such an idiot- his mind had rambled, as he finally willed his feet to move to the edge of the room that they were in and picked up the remaining two bottles of energy drinks that he had brought with him (it was a subconscious decision to bring in two, just in case toshi wanted to drink something as well), before moving back towards the boy, who was now standing to haruโs relief. upon hearing toshiโs voice, bursts of soft purples and creamy colours had filled his head, and the smile that appeared on haruโs face was inevitable. he was reminded of how much he actually liked toshi, so much so that his heart began to race just from the sound of the boyโs voice. god, he was so, so screwed. his feelings for him had grown so much for the past year, and toshi was definitely going to be the death of him.
xxxxxhe shook his head dismissively at toshiโs words, โdonโt apologize, you can use my dreams whenever you need,โ he replied softly, offering one of the energy drinks to toshi as he spoke, โthatโs what friends are for, right?โ the word โfriendsโ was painful to say, and he had to urge his face not to wince whenever he said it, but he couldnโt help it, really. after thinking of toshi as more than a friend for such a long time without voicing his feelings, it was just becoming more and more hurtful by the day to acknowledge the fact that they were, in fact, just friends, because haru was convinced that toshi would never like someone like him back, and the fear of rejection had plagued his mind every time he even considered confessing. he hated it.
xxxxxhe noticed how flushed toshi was, and he remembered that the younger boy was most likely tired from using his quirk so much, โhow are you feeling?โ he asked, placing the back of his free hand against toshiโs forehead instinctively. heโs more likely to be having a headache than a fever, dumbass, his mind snapped at him, and he wanted nothing more than to strangle that little voice inside of his head. thank you for the ever so helpful input, consciousness. he snapped back, before removing his hand sheepishly, his cheeks flushing a little. dammit. โyou shouldnโt overexert yourself like that, you know.โ it was maybe a little hypocritical of him to say, considering that haru overexerts himself during his personal training almost every single day. how is he alive, you might be asking? only god knows. but he didnโt like seeing toshi like this, seemingly exhausted because of the overuse of his quirk. he knew what it was like, and he still felt slight soreness from yesterdayโs training in his muscles now, not to mention the nosebleed he couldnโt stop for a whole five minutes yesterday because of how hard he went. he should really start taking care of himself properly.
xxxxxferalโs voice had boomed through the room, a new burst of colour flashing through haruโs mind, but he was relieved to hear that they were done for now and could go wash up. he turned his attention back to the shorter boy next to him, a warm smile on his face as he asked, โwalk with me?โ it was a simple question, but there was a small part of him in the back oh his head that was begging for toshi to say yes, because haru secretly craved more closeness to him, even if it was just a simple walk back to the dorms.
