Sensei always held my hand tightly. But Mamura… He held me like he was protecting something fragile.
heeeeere’s a messy doodle of mazume to help get me out of my art slump.
i’m v tired now time for bed!
half hour drabbles WOO
sorta messy but oh well
inspired by pineapplemoustache's text post LOL this one's 4 you!
title: something borrowed
fandom: hirunaka no ryuusei
summary: Suzume finds a sweater in her room one day. Hint: it’s not hers.
The maroon sweater on her chair is a downright mystery. Has it always been there? Suzume isn’t too sure of where it came from, but she’s leaning towards the theory that perhaps Uncle mistakenly put it there in a fit of forgetfulness, as adults are prone to doing.
Puzzled, she picks it up with deft fingers. She’s five seconds away from tossing it in the laundry when she stiffens—Mamura’s cologne wafts enticingly from the fabric of the sweater.
What is his sweater doing at her house?
mamura wears a lot of sweaters. and significant others wearing each other’s clothes is super cute. so let’s all now take a moment to imagine suzume
stealingborrowing his sweaters and them being just a tad to big and her looking super cute in them and him being SUPER flustered over it.
*flies into space*
THIS IS THE CUTEST HEADCANON EVER????? OH MY GOODNESS??????