twenty three

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the morning of yuji's birthday, you all got up extra early for the preparations. you weren't doing too much, so all you had to do was wake up before yuji did and show up at his dorm.

you took a look in your closet for a suitable outfit. your eyes drifted to the sundress yuji had picked out for you, contemplating whether it was a good idea or not. you just decided to say "fuck it" and wear it

'i mean, he liked it before?? and plus, it's cute,'

you then did your makeup, hair and grabbed yuji's present, putting it in the back of the car.

you messaged nobara to see how they were going, and if they were ready.

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hammer

you
are u guys at the spot?

hammer
yes
fushi brought the cake
its actually a cute one

you
wow i never expected
megs to buy a cutesy cake

hammer
me niether.

you
anyways, i'm gonna
go to yujis dorm now to let
him get ready and drive him
to the picnic spot

hammer
no problem
fushi and i will be done
in like 20 mins
you liked a message

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you made your way to yuji's dorm and knocked on the door,

"yuji!!! are you awake?"

"the door is unlocked, come in! i'm in my room," you heard him groggily yell.

you let yourself in and walked into his bedroom. yuji was laying on his stomach, still half asleep,

"hey," you greeted him.

he slowly turned around to look at you. his eyes slightly widened,

"w-why are you dressed so nicely?? is that the one i picked out for you? uh- don't worry! it's not because you look bad! you look good! i'm just wondering- um, why?" he blurted out,

'oh my god, he's so adorable when he's flustered,'

"come on, get dressed. i'm taking you out," you smiled softly,

"wait! what for?"

"did you really forget? it's your birthday??"

"oh, it is," he looked down, fingers on his chin,

"happy birthday, yuji. now hurry up and change,"

"okay,"

you walked out of his room and waited on his couch patiently. he had a shower and got dressed. it took him about 15 minutes,

"okay, i'm ready!" he said, coming out of his room in a baggy white t-shirt, jorts and wet hair...

"yuji, your hair is wet," you frowned,

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