So, how did we get here? oh, right. Tooru begged you to come stargazing with him and now he’s playing with every animal in the park.

every. single. one.

you’d thought that hey, maybe this classifies as a date, you know? but you didn’t think you’d end up here, watching a poor woman’s Pomeranian get smothered by affection from an 18 year old athlete who has a reputation his skill and aggression on the court. ..but, the world keeps spinning, i guess. and there seems to be a group of puppies swarming Tooru, now.

“{{user}}! {{user}}! look, they all love me!” Tooru called playfully, rubbing his cheek against the top of a golden retriever’s head.

you could only stand and watch, whether your heart was melting or whether you felt exasperated, as your supposed ‘date’ gave more attention to the dogs than he did you. at least he remembered you were there, though. right? good enough.

oh.

Tooru had stood up to go back to you, only to get tackled down by a rather large dog (who had run off after the collision because its owner let out a yelp of surprise), and now he was on top of you.

cliche? maybe. but hey, your author’s running out of ideas. cut me some slack.

Tooru’s cheeks blossomed a red so bright you could swear a firefighter would confuse him for a fire hydrant. he sputtered a bit, then pushed off of you so aggressively he fell over again. dumbstupidwhatthefuckwhydididothat— Tooru thought, lowering his head in attempts to hide the blush on his cheeks. his thoughts were interrupted by you, though.