《OCCULT CLUB》ˢʰᵘ ʸᵃᵐⁱⁿᵒ┆⁰²· her snuggle buddy ⛥·˚
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note: this route episode does not intervene with the actual plot. what happens in the shu route didn't happen in the main story.
shu and y/n during sunday's group date:
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⛥┊オカルトクラブ ˎˊ˗
┊₍✞︎₎ ..⃗. ꒰ ⁰²· her snuggle buddy ꒱ ⛥ೄ ・゚ˊˎ
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✞︎ when she felt the stranger's lips, she had a big gut about who owned the soft pair. y/n kept her eyes closed as she continued feeling how his lips nibbled hers gently.
feeling his tongue on her lower lip made her jump. not just in pain, but also in surprise.
but she kept letting him. y/n reached for his arms and held onto him as he gently grabbed y/n's waist closer.
it didn't take her too long to reply to his kisses. they nipped each other's lips, lightly and meticulously yet it delivered the message of affection and care towards each other.
"you knew." shu whispered after they parted their lips.
y/n scoffed a little. "i know your smell."
"my smell?" shu asked with amusement lingering in his chuckle.
y/n's cheek heated a little bit. "yes. was it weird?"
shu shook his head. "what do i smell like?"
"i don't know... you have your own smell. like i just know it's you."
"maybe it's magic?" shu said and bopped the tip of y/n's nose with his.
that made y/n close her eyes tightly, making shu chuckle. "ah... you're so cute."
his eyebrows furrowed upon looking at y/n's face. at her eyes to be exact.
"you're wearing make up?" shu asked.
y/n looked at shu, making their eyes meet. "yep. do you like it?"
"why yes, it's really pretty on you." shu said. "i would say you look more beautiful without it, but you worked hard to wear them to be more beautiful, didn't you?"
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"kinda." y/n said and giggled.
she cried and he knew. he just knew.
"come here." shu said and gently hugged the lady.
he held her head and buried her face in his neck. shu started humming while stroking y/n's hair too.
and just like that, y/n felt weak again.
does shu know? she thought as tears brimmed on her eyelids again. no... i can't cry right now...
he felt y/n trembling a little bit, so shu gently led her down to the floor. he leaned on the wall and let y/n sit in between his legs, still hugging her and not letting her go.
shu knew she was embarrassed to show him that she's crying—it was obvious. so instead of speaking a word, shu continued humming.
"mysta was worried." shu said out of the blue. "and so was vox, and luca. but especially ike. he may not say it, but he's the most worried."
"are you sure you'll be okay with the transfers? you can tell me if you're not, sweet cheeks." shu gently said.
y/n shook her head. "i-i'm good."
"come here." shu pulled her up and brought her arms around his neck. he wrapped his arms around her waist and kept her balled up.
and just there on the floor, they snuggled each other without saying anything. words can be useless most of the time, so they listened to each other's hearts instead.
“ he snuggled his way through her heart. she snuggled back. ”
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┊⛥ ..⃗. ꒰ ⁰²· end ꒱ ・゚ˊˎ
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a/n: i won't deny that i'm a sucker for shu... should i make two kinds of main story endgames? this route thing is making me crazzzyyyyyy
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