rj, the unbeatable love rival

feat. the ppl looking at you, weirded out

“hah, are you not done yet?”

you huffed and turned, crossing your arms, “ryouhei, if i knew you'd be whining for the first two hours then i wouldn't have brought you with me to shop.” haizaki gave you a glare, “that's because you sure take your time when you shop–”

you squinted your eyes, returning his glare, “watch your attitude, ryouhei. don't forget you were the one who wanted to come with me.”(trans: “don't come at me with an attitude or i might just grill you right here and now”) haizaki let out a defeated sigh, slumping.

you decided to take a good look at the man behind you and then you felt a little bit sorry for him, only a little bit though (a one out of a thousand, maybe?).

he was donned in casual clothes, hair still kept untidy but still stylish anyways. his hands were occupied with your shopping bags and he looked tired. well, that's a record (you managed to tire a soccer player such as haizaki ryouhei in just two hours of shopping, wao).

you let out a sigh and left balenci*ga with haizaki trailing behind you, confused. “what, where are you going now? we just entered that stall.” you frowned giving him a huff, “well, what do you think? you were the one complaining earlier about having to put up with me shopping.”

“oi, if you want to continue shopping, i don't mind–” you neared him and grabbed his arm, “you do. now let's go, we're leaving.” you said as haizaki raised a brow, now feeling a bit guilty: “no, let's go back–”

“hey, don't get me wrong. we're not going home, we're just going downtown.” (“i heard from yurika that there's a food fair and today's their last day.”) haizaki irked, his guilty conscience vanishing immediately (“i take it back, this woman is a monster” “do you want me to staple your mouth shut or do you want me to staple your mouth shut? ”).

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the two of you blinked, staring at the crowded place. before you arrived, you've sent all the things you've bought back home so the two of you could enjoy the rest of the day. (which made haizaki grumble: “you could've just sent all those shopping bags earlier instead of making me carry them for hours”)

“oh my, is that churros i smell? ryouhei, hurry your ass up, let's go..!” you exclaimed as you hurried but was pulled back by a hand grasping your arm.

“huh– what's wrong?” you turned to haizaki, perplexed. he only looked away, his hand that previously grabbed your arm fell into your hand, intertwining them. “woah, your hands are cold as h*ll!” he exclaimed as you blinked, still baffled.

haizaki only sighed, “let's hold hands. you're horrible at directions, i don't want to lose you in the crowd.” you grinned and nodded, dragging him in, “rude, but okay! let's go to the burrito stall over there first!”

haizaki only let out a huff, smiling. ‘she's just like a child...’ he chuckled when the the two of you stopped in front of the stall. “hey, you want?” you looked up at him with your bright orbs.

haizaki's breath hitched, ‘she looks... so endearing...’

“hey, ryouhei..!” you called as haizaki blinked, “aah, what is it?” you huffed, “i asked if you wanted a burrito.” haizaki shook his head as you rolled your eyes, “suit yourself then. just don't go asking for a bite later, mkay?”

you hummed happily as you took a bite at your warm beef burrito. “ooh, let's go to that chicken nuggets stall next!” you exclaimed as haizaki sighed with a smile, “fine, fine.”

the two of you were currently waiting in a line when suddenly, the smell of something delicious caught your attention, “oh, takoyaki!” you unknowingly went by yourself to find the stall.

“aah, two orders. one spicy and one...” haizaki turned to his side, “y/n, do you want cheese with your nu–” he blinked and looked around hastily, you were missing.

“sir? sir, your order–” haizaki glared, “three orders, one spicy, one normal, and one with cheese. i'll be back.” he said. “aah, but sir, your payme–” haizaki gritted his teeth and slammed some bills on the counter, “i'll be back. keep the change.”

and off he went.

haizaki clicked his tongue, the crowd was getting in the way. even though he was tall, he still can't find you in the crowd (mostly bc you're a midget lol).

he sighed, ‘this calls for drastic measures...’ haizaki took a deep breath before yelling, “kumamon is so much better than trashy alpaca rj!”

“a filthy dimwitted cockroach dared to insult my pretty, cute, and sexy rj?!”

haizaki chuckled, “there she is.”