— meeting KYOUTANI KENTARO in a flower shop ᝰ afterglow / the driver era ᝰ cherry cola / kuwada ᝰ tear in my heart / twenty one pilots ᝰ glitter / benee
as the months goes by kyoutani realised that the end of year prom was closing in, and yet he still has yet to gather the courage to ask his date to go to prom with him yet. when it comes down to expressing his feelings, kyoutani had to admit that it wasn't exactly his jam.
his cloud of thought popped as soon as yahaba scooted his chair over to kyoutani's table. the sound of the chair scraping irritatingly across the tiled floor brought a frown to the blonde's face.
"will you shut it?" kyoutani growled at his friend.
"well someone didn't have breakfast this morning." yahaba joked. "anyways, have you asked (y/n) about prom yet? you're not gonna go alone are you?"
the male sighed and slammed his fist to the table unintentionally, surprising poor yahaba. "if i knew how to ask them would i be here right now?"
yahaba raised his eyebrows as a mischievous grin started forming on his face.
"i might know a person that can help you with that!"
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when it comes to trusting people, yahaba would've been first out of 3 people on kyoutani's list. but right now he had to admit that his dear friend was making him regret all his life choices.
"YOU WANT ME TO GO IN THAT FLOWER SHOP?" kyoutani groaned. "i refuse, you know i'm allergic to roses right?"
yahaba rolled his eyes, knowing that his friend was only faking this 'allergy' because of something else that he feared.
"bullshit, i know you're scared of bees. trust me, THERE ARE NO BEES IN THERE! now get your ass in there and ask for a bouquet of [favourite flowers]."
after arguing for a while, kyoutani finally gave in to yahaba after he threatened to beat him up. the blonde teenager knew at heart that if it's anyone that can beat him up, it's yahaba (i headcannon this akdbdjd).
"oh, kyoutani?"
the soothing voice caught the teenage boy by surprise and he dropped his wallet. a hand reached out to help him as he bent down to pick it up.
"(y/n). um. hi." he spoke in a stiff voice.
kyoutani could imagine yahaba face palming in the background if his friend knew how he had just greeted his soon-to-be prom date.
(y/n) let out a soft giggle. of course that caused kyoutani's heart to beat harder, and his face to become a deeper red shade.
"so whatcha doing here?" they asked and looked around the flower shop. "i definitely didn't expect to find the kyoutani kentarou in a place like this."
they were right, a flower shop wasn't exactly a kyoutani kentarou 'habitat', not to mention that he was scared of bees.
"nevermind about me, what are you doing here?" kyoutani avoided their question.
"you ain't slick man." (y/n) said in a sassy tone before responding to his question anyways. "i'm here to pick up some flowers for my date!"
you could say that kyoutani's little heart sank right to the bottom of his chest as soon as he heard that. his one and only shot was gone, and he was furious at himself at how bad he was at expressing his feelings. this time he actually lost all the courage he'd gain before to ask them to go as his date.
before the boy could turn his back and tell (y/n) that he was leaving, he felt a tickle at the back of his ear. (y/n) stuck a yellow petal behind kyoutani's ear and grinned.
"heh it's blending into your hair."
the male felt his face heating up all over again. unable to say anything he just stood in the middle of the flower shop like a statue.
"so kyoutani," (y/n) spoke as they fiddled with their school tie. "do you wanna be my date to prom?"
"huh?"
(y/n) chuckled at the confused blonde. "i did tell you before that i was getting flowers for my date didn't i? i never said it wasn't you. so d'you wanna be my date,"
"yes or no?"
a/n
whoop i havent updated this in a while
if i am using gender neutral pronouns incorrectly in any ways please let me know! i really don't want it to come off as offensive and i don't want to upset anyone.
