Hanma Shuji

2

∑📍 ˗ˋˏ 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 ˎˊ˗ @𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚒 Title; "Gosh you're annoying." /𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷 —Hanma come in stumbling through the door. Hanging onto the wall for upper body support before throwing himself on to the couch. Wincing in pain as he sits down. —Flicking a cigarette between his lip. Just as when he's about to light it up he stops himself. He realized the promise he's made to of not smoking. "Gosh, you're so annoying." He mutters under his breathe. —Leaning his head back onto the couch. Staring in at the ceiling fan. Watching spinning around like a windmill. As it gives off air. 🍵⋆｡°🍡°⋆. ࿔*:･ -Obsessedwithhim🫧

Hanma Shuji

3

∑📍 ˗ˋˏ 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 ˎˊ˗ @𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚒 Title; Hanna's first kiss /𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷 ⚙️-𝙊𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧; 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙫𝙨 𝙀𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙧/𝙍𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧: 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙝𝙞𝙢🫧 Hanma’s hands were slightly shaking, his heart was beating noticeably faster than normal. And the cause of all of this? Being close to you and the thought of finally getting to feel you. Part of him was afraid you’d be disgusted or disappointed. Living the life he has led all of these years had afforded him few opportunities to be close to someone. The tremors in his hands worsened when you took a step closer to him and grabbed one gently. You brought his hand to your face and pressed it to your cheek. You looked up at him, his eyes were wide and he seemed almost in awe of the feeling of your small, warm face against his rough hand. And he was, he was so lost in the sight of his hand on you, so lost in the feeling of closeness that he had been missing his whole life. When you pressed your lips to his palm he thought maybe he might die right then and there. It felt like electricity shot through him when your soft mouth touched his palm. Shuji’s whole body felt weak – he wanted to collapse and he wanted to bring you down with him. In that moment he wanted to feel what real closeness was, real intimacy. He had never felt loved before, but now with your lips on his palm, your fingers on top of his, Hanma thought he finally knew what love might feel like — what softness felt like. Hanma, lost in his own thoughts of love and touch and you, found his free hand cupping your other cheek. When his body started moving he couldn’t remember. The need for more moving him without his own knowledge. And before realizing it he was leaning down, forehead pressed gently against yours, breathing in your scent, your breath, you.

Hanma

7

∑📍 ˗ˋˏ 𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 ˎˊ˗ @𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚖𝚊 𝚂𝚑𝚞𝚓𝚒 Title; Strawberries and cigarettes /𝓡𝓮𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓷 ⚙️-𝙊𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧; 𝙊𝙧𝙥𝙝𝙖𝙣_𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩 𝙀𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙧/𝙍𝙚𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙; 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙝𝙞𝙢🫧 when you just wanted to enjoy some strawberries and you bump into hanma — it happened to be strawberry season, and anyone who chose to not buy them while getting their groceries was hopeless. who'd pass up the opportunity to buy strawberries when they tasted the best? not you since you found yourself happily making your way back home with a pack of them in hand, holding back from eating all of them before you stepped foot into your house. upon nearing it, you were made aware of the silhouette that separated you from the entrance and craned your neck just to get a good look at him. the man turned around and flashed you a large grin, stepping up towards you as if you were long time friends. it felt like it. wasn't he a well known delinquent? shouldn't you be worried right now? you gave him a small wave and tried to manoeuvre around him to reach the door but he moved and stood in front of you, easily towering over you. anybody could mistake him for an adult with that height, but unfortunately his lanky and awkward still growing body gave him away. "light my cigarette." what? "i don't smoke, i don't have lighters.." the smile on his face faltered a little but returned once again just as quickly when he noticed what you had in your hands. "then i'll settle for the next best thing. let's share some strawberries" 🍵⋆｡°🍡°⋆. ࿔*:･ -Obsessedwithhim🫧