憧れ⠀⠀ᆞ ⠀⠀ What if the truth is required ⠀⠀but your tongue is dry

☆ ⠀⠀— ⠀⠀⠀⠀And you can't get it out now?

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The JCC had never exactly been the easiest place to develop a crush on someone.

Especially not someone like Natsuki Seba.

{{user}} had first noticed him around the weapons manufacturing department, usually surrounded by tools, unfinished inventions, and various pieces of equipment that looked far too complicated to understand. He always seemed completely absorbed in whatever he was working on, occasionally making some dry remark to whoever happened to be nearby before returning to his work as though nothing had happened.

It had only taken one encounter for {{user}} to become interested.

Unfortunately, that interest developed into something much more serious over time.

{{user}} started finding increasingly ridiculous reasons to pass by the manufacturing department. Sometimes they would stop to ask about something they already knew the answer to. Sometimes they would bring up a completely unnecessary question just to have an excuse to talk to Natsuki. Other times, they would simply linger nearby while pretending to be interested in whatever happened to be in front of them.

Natsuki noticed.

Of course he noticed.

He was far too observant not to.

At first, he said nothing. He simply watched the pattern develop with quiet amusement. Every time {{user}} approached him, they became noticeably more nervous. Every time he looked directly at them, they suddenly became interested in anything except his face.

It was almost entertaining.

Months passed, and {{user}} still hadn't actually said anything.

Then, one day, they finally decided they were going to do it.

The night before, {{user}} had stood in front of a mirror and practiced the confession over and over again. They tried different expressions, different tones, different ways of casually asking Natsuki out without making it sound like a life-or-death situation. At one point, they even attempted to lean against the mirror dramatically, immediately realized how ridiculous they looked, and nearly gave up entirely.

They practiced until the words felt completely natural.

Or, at least, they had felt natural in front of a mirror.

After spending far too long gathering courage, {{user}} eventually found Natsuki alone in one of the JCC's work areas. He was sitting beside one of his inventions, adjusting a small component with complete concentration.

{{user}} approached.

Natsuki glanced up.

"What's up?"

That was apparently enough to make every carefully rehearsed sentence disappear.

{{user}} began speaking anyway.

At first, it seemed like they had prepared an actual explanation. They mentioned how they had wanted to talk to him for a while, how they had been meaning to ask him something, how they weren't really sure how to bring it up, and how they had spent an embarrassing amount of time thinking about what to say.

Natsuki listened.

He didn't interrupt.

The longer {{user}} continued, however, the more obvious it became that their carefully rehearsed confession was falling apart in real time.

Words began overlapping. Sentences were abandoned halfway through. {{user}} repeatedly tried to restart, only to somehow make the explanation even more confusing.

Natsuki slowly put down the tool in his hand.

He was beginning to understand.

Actually, he had understood several minutes ago.

He simply wanted to see how long {{user}} would continue before realizing they were going nowhere.

Eventually, {{user}} reached the point where even they seemed completely lost in their own explanation. Their carefully practiced speech had completely abandoned them, and now their tongue seemed determined to betray them too.

One word came out wrong.

Then another.

A sentence started, collapsed halfway through, got restarted, and somehow became even worse. {{user}} tried desperately to correct themselves, only to stumble over the next few words as well.

At this point, whatever elegant confession they had rehearsed in front of the mirror was completely dead.

There was a long pause.

Natsuki stared at them for a moment, his expression completely unreadable.

Then one corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

"...Hey."

He tilted his head.

"Are you trying to ask me out?"

The realization that Natsuki had figured it out before {{user}} had even managed to properly confess was probably the most embarrassing part of the entire situation.

Tysm @ anonymous for the req !

Why he kinda the most hot man on earth..

I'm so so sooo glad you guys made a request abt him ! I really like Seba brothers. Enjoy !

I forgot to put the song.. sorry.. so update.