𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘 彡 [jjk oneshots]

ミ✮ 𝐬𝐦𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬┆[t. inumaki]

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: toge inumaki x fem!reader

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 5196

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: in which a serial texter and a cursed speech user just can't seem to get over the honeymoon phase of their blossoming relationship

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: strong language, hella fluff, a short make out scene??, gum sharing (you'll see ;), reader and toge are too clingy for their own good, my lame ass humor, this fic is honestly chaotic as hell 

𝐕. 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐬 — toge literally owns my heart. this dude is my baby–uGHH!!!

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𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 of night there was a familiar glow—in the shape of a rectangle—emitting from beneath a pile of blankets as hushed chuckles bounced around the otherwise silent dorm room. The audible sound of typing was making its rounds around the enclosed space as the air beneath the heavy blankets was depleting for the girl who was eager to come up with the perfect caption for the picture she was preparing to send to her lover.

When she was satisfied with her work, the text was delivered and almost immediately read by the recipient. That recognizable and very loud ping of a reply to her previous message reverberated around the girl's organized dorm room in almost half a second. And just when another low giggle signaled her amusement, that was when a green-haired sorcerer stirred in her sleep and lifted her head from her pillow—which had been placed on the ground seeing as there was no room on the small bed beside her friend.

The thin blanket that had been previously covering Maki Zen'in fell from her shoulders when she propped herself up on her elbows, stomach still planted on the cold floor. Some sleepover this was—the host was actively occupying her time with someone else who wasn't even in the room. Squinting her eyes in the darkness, Maki projected a dirty look at the human-shaped heap of blankets on the bed belonging to [Y/N] [Y/L/N].

Turning her attention to the short-haired girl lying on the floor next to her, Maki roughly kicked Nobara's ankle with her foot to get the auburn-haired girl to rouse from her deep sleep.

"Psst, hey, Kugisaki. Wake up."

Maki called out for the first-year sorcerer, making sure to keep her voice low as she delivered another kick to Nobara's ankle. The Zen'in cleared her throat to get rid of her voice's hoarseness, though it's not like [Y/N] seemed to notice. She was still entirely infatuated with typing up a storm on her phone and occasionally displaying her amusement by obnoxiously chuckling.

Maki rolled her eyes and finally put her glasses on at the same moment. She couldn't bear to keep watching her fellow second-year anymore. Not when [Y/N] was breaking the sacred rules of a slumber party: No communication with boys. The green-haired sorcerer felt she needed backup, and so, for a final time, her foot made contact with Kugisaki's leg—the harsh action finally proved to have results.

"Huh? What? You better have a good reason for waking me up at...I don't even know what time it is. It's still pitch black outside, so leave me alone. If I have dark circles under my eyes by tomorrow because of you, I'll—I'll, well, I have no idea what I'll do, but you'll hate it."

Nobara sleepily stated, depending on her tone of voice to make her sound threatening, though her exhaustion ultimately betrayed the way she hoped to convey herself. The aburn-haired first-year's drooping eyes and vacant expression gave away just how much she wanted to sleep some more.