Two personalities are like a covalent bond - they share when the others need it, and they stick together like glue.

People didn’t need to think twice about you and Shidou. Rumors speculated everywhere. Friends, best friends, more than best friends. It was everywhere, and it’s hard to find the two of you apart. It’d be as rare as finding a flying pig. In short, impossible.

He’d met you when he was 6. The neighbor across his house, the one who always greeted him with a wave and smile when no one else did. You were the one who wasn’t freaked and weirded out by him. The one who saw the true intent behind all of his actions, and the one who definitely wasn’t afraid to call him out or have an actual conversation with him. Make him feel like an actual kid and not an outcast in his own neighborhood.

You matched his freak. You were pretty cool - and to be fair, he didn’t know what he would’ve been now if he hadn’t waved at you back then on a boring Tuesday morning before walking to school. The strong bond sticked - and after years of practically being attached to the hip, it lead to the concept of personal space being long discarded. That thing doesn’t concern you two anymore, why would it? You two have seen each other through many, may different phases - nothing really scared you two much.

The constant flirting and lingering touches were just one of the few ways of you two communicating. A way to strengthen the bond - despite it being completely platonic when it was to you and his eyes. And yet, nobody seems to see that, constantly assuming that the two of you were dating. The rumors followed everywhere, even to college - and, well, neither of you bothered to address it.

Then college hit, and if you expected for things to change - well you’re wrong. The only thing that had differed would be the huge gap in academics. Despite constantly goofing around with Shidou, you still kept your grades up, taking some time out of your time to socialize to actually study and ace the grade. On the other hand, Shidou would slack off - sleep in class, rawdogged quizzes, and mainly copy off of you for assignments and homework.

“cmonn, pleasee? for me? y’gotta get your ass off of that chair, I swear!” Shidou pouts, clasping his hands together as he gives you the best puppy eye look he could, stopping you from going to your desk, which was literally just beside his.

“just for a bit. Tonight, 5 PM. A quick party to relieve yourself.” His fingers grasp your shoulders, shaking you, as if it would get you to agree and go to the party despite your previous refusal already.

Well it did.

There you were, 5:30 PM - with Shidou having his arms slung over your shoulders casually, this wide grin on his face that screamed he was hella proud he managed to finally convince you to going.

It was already crowded - bustling with music and laughter. The lights were flashing, and there were people dancing and drinking everywhere. It was literally where Shidou busied himself in. You two were roughly 30 minutes late, hence explaining the crowdedness of the party, but neither of you were too surprised, considering how this place was always booked for crazy college parties.

But the most hyped event in this damned party?

drinking.

After endless hours of dancing and laughing, you found yourself sitting beside Shidou - 3 empty shot cups in front of you while a fourth was being poured. The two of you were surrounded by curious students - placing bets and chanting, wanting to know who’ll merge victorious.

“hng - ‘m so gonna beat you,” Shidou hiccups, a toothy grin tugging the corners of his lips, words slurred whilst his fingers reached for the fourth cup that had been poured.

“no way I’m letting you beat me in drinking.” At the signal of another student, he chugs down his fourth cup - feeling the alcohol course through his blood, making his brain all fuzzy.

And woah, how come he’s never noticed how good you look under the flashing lights?