Imagine...

COOKIE JAR!

when a new bakery opens up in your small town, both its indescribable pastries and michael kaiser, the ridiculously attractive patissier, become the talk of the town. you love chowing down on a little treat yourself, worn out from your responsibilities, although that comes at the cost of bravely fending off a certain lovestruck pastry chef…

gender neutral reader

content warning(s): patissier au

Life was all about balance. This was a lesson you learned very quickly once you entered the working world, the world of functional adults, the world of corporatism and responsibilities. You never had any real qualms with your job: it paid well, your work was never too much, and your coworkers were all pleasant.

But even then, it still meant that every night you clocked out of your office to go home, fatigue clung to your body in the same incessant way the bitter aftertaste of coffee clung to your mouth in the morning.

Life was truly about the silver lining. The details. The finer things in life. It was the reason why you focused so much on treating yourself for even the smallest things. In the great scheme of the universe and the inevitable march of time, the only thing that truly ever mattered was the joy you could wring out from your drab life.

And that was where Patisserie Munchen stepped into your life.

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to the stars and beyond. - m. neito

my entry for my 300 flws + bday event ; 3. “i think i love you”

warnings : gender neutral (i hope) . lowercase writing . bakugou gets called “wet dog” one (1) time .

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the stars have always held a special place in your heart. a place specially for the carefree, sparkly enigmas in the night sky. a place you figured nothing or no one else would ever fill, you found it impossible. the stars held your gaze, as if in doubt, but all you could do was stare back at them. their beauty always amazed you - the countless constellations they created and the comfort they brought you on lonely and sleepless nights; it’s a void no one could ever fill.

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to the moon & back — iii. girlfriend

alhaitham x gn!reader

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CW — reader being heartbroken, angst to comfort

"He likes her, he definitely likes her."

"No, he's doing this because he's just nice."

"He's literally going on a date with her today."

The inside of your mind was having an internal war arguing about whether or not Alhaitham did like Nilou back.  You really didn't have to worry about this and yet, you've been overthinking. Your thoughts were so intense that it disturbed you with your concentration in class.

Once class was over, you immediately met up with Kaveh to hang out in his dorm.

"I don't get why you're suddenly hanging outnwith me again. You usually hang out with Alhaitham all the time." He emphasises on the words whilst walking with you.

"Yeah... But he's busy going in a date right now."

Kaveh looks at you with concern. "I see. Well, would it make you feel better if—"

"What if we spy on them?" You cut Kaveh off, leaving him shocked.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I completely trust Nilou, of course. But what if something happens?"

"Y/N, you're going too far with this. The two are definitely just hanging out."

Something inside of you said it wasn't that. However, you decided to take Kaveh's word and stay with him.

So here you were now, cuddling with Kaveh as both of you were gossiping about people in school. The two of you were interrupted when you heard the door open revealing Alhaitham, smiling slightly.

"Why are you smiling? That's creepy." Kaveh asks.

"Nilou asked me if she can be my girlfriend."

Kaveh could feel your figure shaking from anxiety. "What did you do?” You ask.

"I agreed.

That was it. That was your breaking point and Kaveh knew it. "Congrats but we were in the middle of something before you barged in."

"Alright, my apologies. I'll go retire for the night."

And with that, he went inside his room. Tears slowly fell down your eyes as Kaveh rubs circles on your back. "There, there. Let's go to my room and talk there instead, alright?"

You nodded as you followed him.

Once you sat down, you let out the sadness you've been holding over the years. Fortunately, Kaveh's walls were soundproof.

"I-if I'm being *hic* honest, I've been i-in denial for y-years. I d-don't get why I like him! He's arrogant and *hic* cold!" Your sobs made Kaveh realise, you were really into Alhaitham. Just when he thought he had a chance, this new information comes to punch him in the gut.

"Oh, Y/N. I know it hurts. But you'll have to let him go. You're gonna do well without that crush on him. You have have us, your friends. You have me."

You cry harder as you buried your face into his chest. He had nothing more to say but to just be there for you.

Cause after all, that's what a good friend would do.

You, Alhaitham and Kaveh were playing in front of Alhaitham's grandmother's house.

The sun was high up in the sky and the wind was blowing through your figures.

"Hey Y/N, who would you wanna marry in the future?" Kaveh asks, showing you his toothy grin.

"Huh?"

"Idiot, that's a stupid question!"

"What does 'marry' mean?" You ask, making the two other children look at you in disbelief.

"When two adults stay together forever!"

"Ewww I don't want to stay forever with any of you!" You stick your tongue out as you ran away.

"Y/N! Wait for us!" Alhaitham and Kaveh chases you down until you halt on a hill.

"No! I don't want to get stuck with you both forever!"

"That's not what Kaveh meant!"

The three of you were bow sat on the trunk of the hill, breathing heavily from the distance you three ran.

"I'll just make it easier! Who do you like the most? That will just say who you want to marry."

You were clearly confused with the questions. However, you've thought of it for a second and you've come to the conclusion.

"I choose Alhaitham."

The two were shocked, of course.

"Him?! You are mean!"

"Kaveh, don't shout you'll make them cry." Alhaitham then turns towards you and said, “Go on, continue.”

“I choose you cause you make amazing pita pockets! I would choose Kaveh as well because he taught me how to draw the moon but I love pita pockets!”

Kaveh could still remember that memory from his childhood. It was just ironic how even now, you’d still choose Alhaitham over him.

He looks down to see you sleeping softly in his arms after crying for an hour straight. He felt horrible. As much as he liked you, it hurts seeing Alhaitham having the opposite feelings for you.

sypnosis ; as best friends, it was your duty to support alhaitham no matter what. however, when he starts dating your roommate, things change.

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reo mikage & chigiri hyoma dating hcsꔛ

ac : i apologize if its ooc huhu, and i hope you all enjoy this

ꔛ genre : fluff

ꔛ reader : female

ꔛ warnings : cursing

reo's definitely a very attached boyfriend, someone who gets jealous easily and starts thinking things the wrong way. You'd always comfort him and he'll stop spiraling due to the sound of your gentle voice.

he's a very sweet one though! he'll buy you things you like because he's filthy rich mwehehehe (ง˙∇˙)ว his love languages are physical touch and gift giving.

his petnames for you are baby and love owshi

his arms always linger around your waist, and never dares to let go. "Good morning baby, had a good rest?" ๑♥‿♥๑

his specialty is sweet talk fr !! he just whispers some sweet ass tings into your ear and he got you blushing! "I'm so lucky to have you, my love." "omg stawpp (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)"

you, him and nagi always hang out together, going to the mall, eating etc. and nagi would whine about how he's a third wheel all the time😭

"Ughhh. Reo.. how long am i gonna be a third wheel?" "Alright... shut up for now, Nagi. (ꐦ°᷄д°᷅)" and you're just laughing your ass off LMAO

he's a sucker for kisses, giving and recieving. Every morning whenever you guys wake up, you'd feel his lips, peppering kisses onto your neck sleepily with him pulling you closer.

he loves it whenever you run your fingers through his hair or massage it, he feels so relaxed whenever with you. Do what you want with his hair, pigtail it, braid it, put clips etc. He doesn't mind as long as you're happy

he's very protective, whenever some flirt comes over he starts getting all personal... "Hey, what are you doing near my girlfriend huh? Want me to slug you in the face?" "Reo baby stop,,,( ∙̆.̯∙̆)" "Hmph. (`ヘ´*)"

whenever you hug him, he smells like Jo Malone perfume with a mix of fresh lavender. You could be in his arms for a lifetime and never get tired of his scent.

god, chigiri's a gem. Imagine having such a gorgeous boyfriend that's caring and good at soccer? wooh!

he's very gentle with you, his voice, his manners.. just everything in general. He turns into mush at the sight of you.

you'd always ask him what products are good for your skin and he answers quickly.

"Hyo-chann, what skin products do you recommend?" "Hm? Oh, i recommend Ponds facewash with blah blah blah" you better take note..

his petname for you is love

he always styles your hair while looking at you, full of love. Whenever he's done styling it, you look so goddamn cute that he can't help but smile.

he always lays his head on your chest, silently hinting for you to play with his hair until he falls asleep.

he introduces you to Isagi, Bachira or just basically his teammates, so they know you're his.

he likes to pinch your cheeks and carress them, sometimes he does it at such random times that it take syou by surprise.

*squeeeeze* "Chigiriiii,," "I can't help it love, your cheeks are just so squishy and soft." "Hm.."

sometimes he teaches you some rules of soccer, and you listen intently every time.

he loves it whenever you make his hair all nice, the feeling of your fingers running through his red locks makes him feel sleepy. Do what you want, as long as you don't tug on it.

a huge sucker for hugs, he feels as if he's protecting you whenever you're in his arms.

his scent is just straight up fresh sakura blossoms from his shampoo,,, and cherries.

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OMGGTR THERE R SO MANY ENSTARS SMAUS NOW,,, BACK WHEN I WAS QUITE NEW TO THE ENSTARS FANDOM THERE'S THIS ONE NATSJME SMAU I ENCOUNTERED (it doesn't have chaps yet during that time) WHEN I WAS READING NATSJME X READER FANFICS HELFLF IM SO HAPPY THERE R NEW OTHER SMAUS NOW TOO

bullies to lovers with kaiser?? yes please

anyways i think i should stop writing about kaiser at this point 💀💀

bully kaiser! who would always snicker at you whenever you answer a question and turns out your answer was wrong.

bully kaiser! who pretends to bump into your shoulder everytime you past each other in the hallway, making you drop your notes to the floor.

bully kaiser! who would stick his leg out and making you trip in the cafeteria, laughing at your clumsy self along with his group of friends.

bully kaiser! who slowly becomes attached to you, disturbing your peace is a must for him and when you seem to ignore him, his heart will feel uneasy because deep down, he wants your attention.

bully kaiser! who came to rescue you when he saw that you were actually being picked on by girls who envy you because you caught his attention and not theirs.

bully kaiser! finds himself getting closer to you day by day by asking you to sit with him at lunch and accompanying you back home after school.

bully kaiser! has his head full of you and you only when his group of friends teased him for having a crush on you.

bully kaiser! finally admits and as he was walking you home, he stopped in front of your door and asked you to go to the soccer match this weekend to support him which you gladly accept his offer (your answer made him wide awake that night btw).

bully kaiser! who saw you in the crowd, smiling and cheering for him during the match as he scored the final goal for you.

bully kaiser! who hugs you after the match, whispering "thank you for coming" in your ear as you quizzically hug him back.

bully kaiser! who holds both of your hands in his and finally confesses to you about how much he likes you and explained how all the stuff he did to you back then was unintentional because all he wanted was your attention (you chuckled at his rambling on this one).

love struck kaiser! who felt sparks flying around him when you kissed him for the first time. you told him that you liked him back and accepted his apology with a smile. thus, that marks his very first relationship journey with you. he doesn't tell this to anyone but he hopes for you both to grow old and even start a family together. god thinking about that just makes him feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

✎Regret, love and death

Itoshi Rin, Itoshi Sae, Michael Kaiser x g/n!reader

Summary: The bllk boys break up with you not knowing you're terminally ill and they meet you again but this time you're dying right in front of them.

Warning: Angst, no fluff, breakup and breakdown, death, grief

A/n: this is super cliche ik but this has been on my mind for months now, it's time i actually write about it. Listening to ditto while making this. I tried to make it g/n so bear with me

Itoshi Rin

"Stay in the middle, like you a little"

Itoshi Rin who left you months ago after a stupid argument he wishes he could've prevented. He tells himself that he doesn't need you anymore and that he'll never open up his heart again.

Itoshi Rin who gets mad when he sees happy couples, he swears it's anger and jealousy but it's mostly confusion and betrayal. He believed that it was your fault that he became this vulnerable but he willingly gave his heart to you.

Being a professional athlete like Itoshi Rin it's common to regularly get some injuries here and there so he visits the hospital.

He waited patiently right outside his clinic, an earbud in one ear and he listened to the environment around him. Squeaky wheelchairs, cries from a hospital room nearby and patients conversing in daily chit-chat. The line at the clinic was taking too long so he decided he'll go next time; but something caught his eye. The soles of his shoes clack on the marble floor at the empty hallway and the music he's listening to but he hears the faint beating of a heart monitor. Then, he sees your name in one hospital room.

He couldn't believe his eyes. There was a folder attached loosely on the door, your name written in lazy cursive and numerous descriptions he couldn't understand. Rereading and rereading the name on the folder over and over again, his eyes narrowed as he decided to look over to the glass window at the door; he saw you. Rin doesn't understand why you were here and why the folder was marked "terminal— confined" . The writings are too messy for him to understand but his heart beats loudly through his body like a gong.

He tries to convince himself it's probably someone else but he knew you too much to know that the one stuck in that wrinkly hospital bed was you.

He has to go, he has to but he doesn't. He takes a deep breath and opens the door. You open your eyes as you realize your peace was disturbed from the loud creaking of the door. You scrunch your nose and blink your eyes as you take a look at the figure standing at the side of your bed, it was Rin.

"You… why are you here?" He whispered, you could barely hear him but he stared down at you with pity, anger, grief— you don't know.

"I should be the one asking you that." Your voice was muffled by the oxygen mask strapped to your head as you sat yourself up and looked up to him, he tried to avoid your gaze as he looked over to the IVs inserted into your wrists, wires everywhere he was sure he almost stepped on one.

Rin furrowed his brows in irritation, all this pent up anger from the break up bursting all at once, "What the fuck happened to you?"

You gave him a weak smile, "A week before we broke up… I was diagnosed with a heart disease. I couldn't tell you what happened to me, then we fought but I was too scared and stressed I broke things off."

Rin breathes raggedly, fear and guilt flooding his senses; wondering why he was such an idiot to leave you.

"Will you get better?"

You smile again at his stupidity, you know he's seen the document attached at the door saying 'patient in hospice' but Rin wants to hear it from you, he wants you to confirm his thoughts. Maybe even deny it so he'll feel better. You feel tears drip down your arm as you watch him shaken like he's seen a ghost.

"I won't, so go now."

Rin wants to pour out all his emotions, everything welling up inside his heart— the thoughts brewing in the depths of his heart that ate him alive from the time you were seperated but he holds himself back.

His knees buckled and his strength prior to this incident dissipated into nothing as he held onto his remaining resolve. Like the coward he always was, he leaves and never comes back… but he will come back to you eventually; with a chrysanthemum in hand this time and a fresh black suit he picked out.

Itoshi Sae

"Don't want no riddle, Say it, Say it back"

Itoshi Sae who visits Japan for the first time in months, only going back to renew his passport.

It wasn't his intention to pass by your old friend group in public, he eavesdropped on their mindless conversation then they started talking about you.

Itoshi Sae listens to their conversation, getting some details about you. Hearing that you got confined somewhere and that there was no one to take care of you other than the nurses and hospice workers stationed at your room.

Itoshi Sae who tries to keep that newfound information out of his mind but the thought of you being confined in a hospital is making his heart race. Not in love nor from the butterflies he used to get when talking to you— no. He couldn't stop thinking of you. He promised to himself to never interact with you, avoid every single thing that reminded him of you but he couldn't. He just couldn't.

Itoshi Sae who visits the hospital and asks where you are, pretending that he was a visitor to the nurses was easier than he thought.

"Are you asking about that patient?"

He nodded, the nurse was stupid enough to fall for his charms as she sent him the directions to your room. Sae knows what dangerous game he's playing, if he comes back to you again then it defeats the purpose of avoiding you forever like he promised himself but he still goes.

It was a nice afternoon, birds chirping and he saw little children from the nursery running around in the hallways with toys in their hands. He mentally prepared himself for what he was about to see, turning away from your hospital room for a moment before entering.

His eyes softened for a moment when he laid his eyes on you, you were reading a book— an eerie one at that. Sae raised an eyebrow when he noticed that you didn't hear him enter, what if you were deliberately ignoring him? He was sure you were but he didn't catch your attention until he stepped closer to your bed, a shadow looming over you as you slowly looked up to him.

The two of you stare at each other for what it felt like forever, he's still looking at you like that. Love in his irises but there's a tint of melancholy.

You could see Sae saying something to you, you tried to read his lips but his words fell on deaf ears.

Sae was getting irritated on why you didn't respond but you took the white board that was resting on your bedside table. He patiently watched you write something on the board, clack, clack, clack.

'Im deaf. I can't hear you.'

Just months ago you were fine but he gets more ill with worry when his mind starts to drift and wonder what could've happened to you when he left you here all alone.

You erased the writing on the board, giddily like a child as you handed him the board next, signaling him to also write you something.

The athlete hesitated for a moment before grabbing the board off your hands, writing something hastily. He feels like if he wasted any more time he'll lose everything— but he knew that he already did the moment when he called it quits months ago.

'What happened', he wrote on the board, streaks of ink staining his palm but that's the least of his worries.

You sat up in a more comfortable position before opening the drawer, taking a clipboard, medical documents clipped to the board. Sae reads the papers, his throat starts burning and he feels tears building up in his eyes. He flips through the papers, information about your condition printed on the tiny pieces of paper as he reads through everything.

You couldn't understand what he was muttering under his breath but you were sure it was something… the way he bit his lip to hold back the tears and the way his hands got sweaty as he scanned the board.

Sae loved many things, you, soccer, coffee and the beach. There was something about hospitals that made him uneasy. Hospitals correlated to injury and death— a big no no for him. But as an athlete, a pro one at that it's not surprising that he regularly visits the hospital for nutrition advice or medicine. Though… this one was his worst visit yet. He told himself that he won't ever cry or love you again, that's why it's 'Sae loved' but he realizes he still loves you. Even though you're stuck on the hospital bed, sickly and dying, your arms littered with scars from the tubes that go in and out your skin and maybe the way you look so frail and skinny now compared to what you looked like months ago; he still loves you. He realized that in this moment he's always going to be looking for you the way you pathetically looked for him in the hospital, wishing he was there after you two broke up.

At least now the gods were merciful enough to grace you with his presence for the last time, even in this situation you still smiled at him like he deserved to see that again.

Itoshi Sae who visits you again tomorrow before you pull off the plug, Pain plastered on his face as he holds you tightly. He broke his promise.

To you, to never hurt you.

To himself, to never love you again.

Michael Kaiser

"Oh say it ditto, Can't wait till the morning, So say it ditto"

Michael Kaiser pretends he's fine after the break up and to distract himself from the pain, he dates other people— looking for someone who can fill the void you carved in his heart, looking for you.

Michael Kaiser who still wears the cardigan you bought him, giving him solace and comfort when he curls up in his bed alone, wishing you were there with him.

You and Kaiser didn't break up on bad terms, more like a confusing and neutral breakup. He told you he was done and you didn't beg him to stay, after all he neglected you for his selfish desires. He's like an icarus who has flown too close to the sun, his ego representing the melting wax wings of icarus— it burned your skin and melted your patience.

Michael Kaiser still stalks you in his other account you forgot that existed. He wouldn't admit it but he patiently waited for an update on your account.

Michael Kaiser who stalks your account and finally sees something. Your parents' post talking about you being stuck in the hospital.

Michael Kaiser doesn't cry, he can't. Images on the posts ingraining— burning itself in the deepest parts of his brain then it triggers something in him. Confusion.

He doesn't know the exact details of your situation but he's too curious to scroll past the post.

Michael Kaiser who gets a cab and arrives at your hospital, like a man with no shame he looks for your room.

It was nighttime and the hospital was uncannily quiet, he wasn't sure why but the guard was doing a terrible job at guarding the entrance of the hospital. Kaiser walks past the sleepy guard, ignoring the thumping sound of the guard falling on the floor as he makes his way to the lady on the desk.

"What brings you in here, sir?"

He pushes up his glasses, "I'm looking for my lover, [patient name]", he says boldly, lying through his teeth but he knows it's the only way they'll let him in.

"Give me a minute," the nurse starts flipping through the hospital log book, "They're at room 405, third floor."

Kaiser nods, thanking the nurse as he takes the elevator.

'ding' Kaiser enters the elevator, checking his watch while waiting for it to arrive at the third floor. The elevator was dimmed and it looked like a scene straight from horror movies, another old lady in a wheelchair strolls to the elevator.

"What's a handsome young man like you doing in the dead of the night here?" The grandma says in a hoarse voice, grey hairs covering her face as she holds onto both her wheelchair and fruits.

Though Kaiser is an asshole, a liar, he naturally had a soft spot for children and the elderly. "I'm here for my… lover" he doesn't know what gave it away but the older woman noticed the hesitance in his voice.

The grandma nodded at his reply, 'ding!'

"I guess this is my stop." Kaiser stepped out of the elevator, waving goodbye to the elderly woman and ambled in the hallway.

The scent of disinfectant invaded his nostrils, though the smell gets more diverse as he passes by different hospital rooms. He hears people screaming and crying at the room to his left and the other room dead silent, as if a corpse inhabited the room to his right.

Sweat starts trickling down his forehead when he counts the hospital room's numbers and realizes he's getting closer to yours. 'shit, shit, shit' his mind spiralling into madness, anxiety as he braces himself for what he's about to see.

His legs started to feel like jelly as his feet dragged him in front of your hospital room. A feeling of uncertainty, something he never felt again after breaking up with you.

Months ago when you two broke up he wondered if maybe you'd crawl back to him, like a child who ran away but comes home again the day after, but you didn't.

The door pulled open as he made his way inside, the lights were turned off but the sound of humming took him by surprise.

"I can hear you, you know."

Oh, that voice. That voice that could soothe him on days like these, your voice so gentle he thinks it's a sweet melody, a lullaby so sweet it would bring the devil down on his knees begging and repenting for forgiveness if he ever heard your voice.

The German boy doesn't come forward, only staring at your disheveled figure on the bed, waiting for death themselves to take you away from your misery.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Your fingers traced the lamp before finding the switch, making a flick sound as the soft illuminating glow lights up the room. You nod as you sit up, hugging yourself as you find comfort in the bandages that wrapped around your body.

"I'm sorry." It was the first time he's ever said this to you in ages, he wished he said this to you back then, he wishes that he was there for you.

Maybe he was the devil, cruel and mean, strong yet so weak. His knees buckled as he let out a choked sob, his fears that builded up couldn't hold in much longer as tears streamed down his face.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Kaiser says in between his sobs, the prideful man being broken down into a pathetic, crying mess.

Your fingers fiddled together in anxiety, you always had that stupid habit of yours when in distress. As much as you couldn't forgive Kaiser— he's too weak, too vulnerable for you to ignore.

Still Kaiser was shameless but not too shameless to go even a few inches closer to your bed, his mind racing— thinking that everything is all his fault as his heart rate goes up.

"Why should I? We're not even together." His chest tightens, if anyone could see him right now they'd think he's a fucking idiot— crying over the dying lover he left to rot in the hospital? Piece of shit.

"Yeah I know." He tries to calm himself down but he knows it's useless when you pick up on his uneasy behavior.

Kaiser wanted to ask you, 'let's get back together?' or maybe 'please forgive me' because he's a shameless prick but it's the first time he doesn't let his pride take over his senses.

He grieves right in front of you, your eyes never leaving his as his body language is signaling you, begging you to say something but it's better that you didn't.

He has all the time in the world to grieve for you after all, he's a shameless, selfish man… isn't he?

Notes: hell nah i'm sorry if there was so many grammar mistakes and stuff this isn't really proofread and i'm thinking of opening requests so like uh what do you guys think should i open requests

Written by @khuzena. Likes, reblogs and comments are always appreciated. ♡

Hii! For the valentine's event can i please request Kaiser with marriage booth? Thank you so muuuch!⚘️

##DO YOU LOVE ME OR NOT, WANNA FIND OUT?

↪In which, Kaiser thinks the best way to find out if you love or hate him is by a kiss

↪ft. Kaiser

↪Guess who forgot who Kaiser was halfway through😍😋 Also, I tried.

↪Mentions of murder(jokingly, probably) and uh roaches?(somewhat a replacement for butterflies bc im original like that/j im sorry)

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"You insufferable bastard."

"D'aww, can't you at least sugarcoat your words, mein Liebling?" You scowl at the pet name, and Kaiser finds the sight adorable—very kissable, he'd add.

Kaiser places a hand on his chest, his face mocking a hurt expression. "You wound me, dearest. The price for this experience was not a hefty one; the least you could do is thank me for giving you this one-of-a-kind experience." 

The gasp you let out was nothing short of comical. And the guests—your classmates—grows curious about the conversation you're having.

"You paid to have us in this hellhole?!" 

The way Kaiser looks at you makes it seem as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Yes," he said, and you considered committing 2nd degree murder right then and there.

Your hands are trembling with fury, and all you see is red. Blood—you're out for Kaiser's blood, and you'd be sure to squeeze him of every last drop once you've managed to stop his heart from beating entirely. 

"Why do you hate me so, dearest?" he asks, and you're drawn out of your thoughts as you stare at him dumbfoundedly.

Come to think of it, why did you hate him exactly?

The answer to his question was left unfounded, even to you. All that you knew was that ever since he'd decided to bother you to the best of his abilities, your heart started to flutter as your liver and lungs danced around, doing a tango in your stomach. Heat would rise up to your face and smoke would come out of your pores the more he spent time pursuing you, and from then on, you assumed it must be because you hate him. 

"That's none of your business."

"Oh, but it is. You're bullying me for no reason whatsoever." 

You flare your nostrils in annoyance—at least, what you think is annoyance—at the way the cockroaches fly and buzz around in your stomach, begging to be sprayed with insecticides. You've noticed it appearing more often; the insects comes and flies around at times where Kaiser flashes his stupid, stupid smile at you. You remain silent as the makeshift priest drags on his speech. A second more, and Kaiser asks you yet another question: "Is it really hatred you feel for me, dearest?" 

"Yes," you reply without skipping a beat.

"Oh, how you hurt me, beloved." 

He begins his theatrics, and you roll your eyes at the sight. But despite your apparent display of annoyance, a microsmile graces your lips, barely noticeable to normal people but an easy find for Kaiser, who loved you dearly.

He takes ahold your hand in his, and you try to pry his wretched hand away from yours, pulling and tugging on it with force no stronger than when you try to lift a hundred weights. But Kaiser makes it clear he has no plans of letting go when he refuses to budge his hold on yours. His eyes gleams with something you find, you are a stranger to. And the heat of summer seems to hit you the most as blood rushes to your cheeks and leaves it smothering.

"Pray, do tell, does your heart flutter when I hold your hand like this?" He asks, and your face forms an expression you think is one of scorn. The next, he's inching your hand closer to his face—too close to feel his breath, in fact, and the room grows hotter; despite the ac being turned on to the highest point, it's as hot as the desert's temperature—and maybe even hotter than that.

Your heart, the idiotic organ that pumps up blood, leaps and soars and has suddenly learned to do ballet when he presses his lips on your knuckles, eyes never leaving your face as he kisses it softly. It's similar to the hundreds of novels and movies your friends had forced you to watch alongside them—the way he looks at you, as if he's the main lead of a romance movie—and you, his love interest. "Or does it do leaps and twirls when I do this?"

By now, you're rendered speechless and immobile as Kaiser asks you questions you'd answer yes to. Lungs almost failing when he pulls you closer, the crowd gasps and cheers, but you pay them no mind. Your focus remains on Kaiser and how he looks so frustratingly beautiful wearing that suit and along with it, his hair tied up in a ponytail. 

"Well? Riddle me this, dearest, does my face without fail, pop up in your daydreams? Do I ever cross your mind, and do you wonder how do I do?" 

If you were to answer truthfully, you'd tell him yes. That his mind plagues you every waking moment, that you worry and wonder if the smile he makes whenever he's with you isn't exclusive only to you, that you wonder if his teasing remarks meant anything at all. You'd tell him you think of him too much; it's maddening and bothering. 

"What are you trying to say?" 

"I'm saying, are you sure it's hatred you feel for me rather than love?" 

"Interesting, where did you get the idea? Was I doing a bad job at not leading you on?"

"Certainly not, you've done too good of a job I almost got discouraged," he chuckles, "but I've read somewhere that love and hate are two sides of the same coin, and I'm just a hopeless fool who wishes you've mistaken the other for the truth."

Kaiser leans closer, and your breath hitches because of the proximity you share with him. "Won't you indulge this man in his foolishness, dearest?"

Your eyes lock onto his ocean blue eyes, and for a moment, you're stuck in a trance. "Why not? This ought to be fun," you say, and you almost fall to your knees when you find Kaiser smiling down at you. god, this stupid man and his stupid smile, you'll kill him someday, most probably.

"Splendid!" 

"Well, what do you have in mind?" 

He hums, and it's only then that you haven't released yourself from his hold yet. His face is close, so much so that you could count his eyelashes, and his breath tickles your skin, leaving goosebumps trailing over its place. His arms rests on your waist, holding it firmly yet loosely enough for you to move out if you wanted to. And maybe you should; it's the most genius idea you could come up with at the moment. But something in you refuses to let you move away, and rather makes you lean into his touch. And if Kaiser noticed—which he most definitely did—then he didn't say anything.

The priest continues his speech, and you notice him pausing from time to time to eavesdrop on your conversation. But it seems like Kaiser didn't mind, given the way he continues speaking despite the priest's obvious eavesdropping.

His eyes flickers to your lips for a split second, and had you blinked, you're sure it would have gone by unnoticed. But you noticed, and it sure didn't do well for your mental health.

"I've been thinking long and hard about it, and how about we kiss?" 

His blunt words leaves your mouth agape and your eyes looking at him with a silent question of "what?"

Laughter bubbles up from Kaiser's lips, and your stare turns into a glare, one sharp enough that should you not have an ego as large as Kaiser's, you'd be sure to cower away in fear. 

"Be serious"

"Oh, but I'am, darling dearest. I believe kissing is the best way to know if you love me or not."

Doubtful, those were the words that were imprinted in the way you stared at him. "Be for real, Kaiser. How are we supposed to know with that method?" 

"If we kiss and you feel something, then you're in love, simple as that." 

"How am I supposed to know if it's special?" 

"You'll know when you feel it. Experience is the best teacher above all else, after all." He pauses, giving you time to think. "Well, what do you say?"

You nod, and at that very moment, the priest finally gets to the part people seemed to be aniticipating from the start.

"You may now kiss the bride!" 

Kaiser moves his hand to rest on your shoulder, face moving closer until he's a breath away, and your hand trembles, whether from nervousness or excitement, you aren't sure. He connects his lips with yours, and you shut your eyes close.

Oh.

A firework is sparked, and it soars into the sky, exploding into thousands of pieces in the shape of a heart. The butterflies goes rampant, aggressively fluttering around, and it feels like you're riding a rollercoaster, your heart thumping so wildly it's almost concerning and inhuman. Your legs are weak, threatening to give up underneath you, and it's pathetic how you have to hold onto him for balance. 

His hand moves to caress your cheeks, and the simple gestures sends over a tsunami of emotions you don't know how to process. It gets your lips twitching, threatening to form a smile too dorky for your character, and you feel like melting into a puddle of nothing but the emotions the event makes you feel.

When Kaiser pulls away, he's grinning from ear to ear, and you think you'll faint with how unfairly pretty it is. 

"Well, what do you think?" he asks a minute later, but the smirk that rests on his face tells you he's already figured out the thoughts that courses through your head as you gasp for air.

"Do you think you've got it all sorted now? If you don't, we can always go for another one," he winks, and you think all the feelings you had for him had been washed away by the shore. It's funny how love comes and goes so fast. 

And oh, heavens no, you think it's returned—the feelings that the waves had taken away—happily returned on a silver platter when you spot him looking at you, so full of love it leaves you gagging. Why does love come and go so fast.