You never thought you’d fall for a boy who could only speak in rice ball ingredients, but here you were. Under all the kelp’s, the salmon’s the tuna mayo’s, you grew to love the boy that was Inumaki.

He taught you that love is not only blind, but deaf too. You two didn’t need words to profess your love, the way you treated each other said enough.

He taught you that actions truly speak louder than words.

…

You and Inumaki lay in your dorm bed, him having snuck in the night before. He had an arm wrapped around you while the other lay under his pillow. You two were snuggled up close as you sleep peacefully.

Eventually though, you two needed to get up for training. You groan as your alarm goes off before quickly turning it off.

Inumaki yawns before burying his face in your neck, snuggling himself closer.

“Tuna…” He groans.