Ship: Imayoshi/Hanamiya Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke Major Tags: tags omitted Other Tags: tags omitted Word Count: 418 words
Well. It’s definitely ridiculous! XD
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Shouchi,
I hate you. You got my expectations up, you got me used to having someone around that I can actually talk to and now everything without you is twice as dull as it was before we met.
Everyone here is an idiot. I’m smarter than every teacher and they don’t even realize when I’m being insolent.
It’s not as much fun without you. Nobody laughs at my comments. I have to dumb myself down constantly and pretend to be on their level. I hate this. I hate you.
-Makoto
Darling Matoko-chan,
That’s not how you write a love letter. This is how you write a love letter.
I love you. When you came into my life, you ushered in a new era where I was no longer alone. I had a true equal besides me whose mind matched my own for quickness and insight and now you have left me forlorn. I think back on the days before we met and though they were dull, they did not pain me as the present does for now I have the richness of our days together to compare against my current anguish.
There is nobody in the school who can compare to you for intellect or companionship. The jokes I make fall flat upon ears that have not the wit to appreciate my remarks. My incisive commentary goes unappreciated and I think of you and how you would have laughed to hear my thoughts voiced so cleverly. Even the teachers who have been entrusted with my education cannot keep up with me the way that you would have. Even when I mock them, as they so rightly deserve, they are deaf to my insolence. Spoiled by your sunshine, I find myself unable to bear the misery of the misty moors that I have been exiled to without your presence.
In order to mingle with the natives, I find myself compelled to hide my own intelligence and speak with them in their own coarse tongue. How I long to talk once more with you, my beloved. I love you as much as I detest the current situation I find myself in. I love you as I love happiness, for you are the only happiness I have ever known.
With all my heart,
Shouichi
Shouichi,
Shut up. I don’t love you. And don’t call me Makoto-chan.
And if I wanted to write a love letter, I could do better than that.
FILL: Team The Prince of Tennis, T
Ship: Imayoshi/Hanamiya
Fandom: Kuroko no Basuke
Major Tags: tags omitted
Other Tags: tags omitted
Word Count: 418 words
Well. It’s definitely ridiculous! XD
***
Shouchi,
I hate you. You got my expectations up, you got me used to having someone around that I can actually talk to and now everything without you is twice as dull as it was before we met.
Everyone here is an idiot. I’m smarter than every teacher and they don’t even realize when I’m being insolent.
It’s not as much fun without you. Nobody laughs at my comments. I have to dumb myself down constantly and pretend to be on their level. I hate this. I hate you.
-Makoto
Darling Matoko-chan,
That’s not how you write a love letter. This is how you write a love letter.
I love you. When you came into my life, you ushered in a new era where I was no longer alone. I had a true equal besides me whose mind matched my own for quickness and insight and now you have left me forlorn. I think back on the days before we met and though they were dull, they did not pain me as the present does for now I have the richness of our days together to compare against my current anguish.
There is nobody in the school who can compare to you for intellect or companionship. The jokes I make fall flat upon ears that have not the wit to appreciate my remarks. My incisive commentary goes unappreciated and I think of you and how you would have laughed to hear my thoughts voiced so cleverly. Even the teachers who have been entrusted with my education cannot keep up with me the way that you would have. Even when I mock them, as they so rightly deserve, they are deaf to my insolence. Spoiled by your sunshine, I find myself unable to bear the misery of the misty moors that I have been exiled to without your presence.
In order to mingle with the natives, I find myself compelled to hide my own intelligence and speak with them in their own coarse tongue. How I long to talk once more with you, my beloved. I love you as much as I detest the current situation I find myself in. I love you as I love happiness, for you are the only happiness I have ever known.
With all my heart,
Shouichi
Shouichi,
Shut up. I don’t love you. And don’t call me Makoto-chan.
And if I wanted to write a love letter, I could do better than that.
-Makoto
Dear Makoto-chan,
Prove it.
-Shouichi