lmfao tbqh

anonymous asked:

I always imagine sloth pair just normally walking down the street, when Mahiru starts smiling at Kuro for some reason I haven't thought of yet and Kuro being so captivated that he walks into a lamppost.

Just… yes. I was going to just answer this screaming buT THIS is me we’re talking about. All I do is write lmfao. Tbqh anon I might love you? Like yOU HAVE nO IDea Im YELLING…..

Pairing: Kuro/Mahiru
Fandom: Servamp
Rating: SFW

Notes: This is a little short piece for you friend!

     “…and then he asked me to do that as well! Can you believe it Kuro?” Mahiru raged.

Walking a step behind Mahiru, Kuro sunk his hands into his pockets and grunted along placatingly. To open and mouth and actually answer would only prolong the suffering Kuro was going through. It wasn’t fair. He was just a cute, docile vampire. Why did he have to have such an energetic eve? 

    “…but I guess it’s fine.” Mahiru sighed and Kuro looked up just in time to catch Mahiru stop and wait until they were side by side before he began walking again. “Since all I need to worry about now is my really lazy cat.”

Slightly surprised, Kuro looked down to see Mahiru was watching the floor. His eyes were narrow but soft and his lips were pressed together in a small, stretched smile. For how much Mahiru had been raging, he was now…happy… because…of Kuro? Because he spoke about him, Kuro?

He didn’t want that responsibility but he took it on anyway. Collected every image of this smile that he could until Mahiru must have felt him watching and looked up to him. Their gazes clashed and Kuro’s heart twisted in his chest, vines twisting tightly at his stomach and he splashed his hand on his face, turning away.

     “Annoying…I can’t deal…”

     “Haaah?” Mahiru questioned, but let it slide. Clearly chalking it up to Kuro’s weird sensibilities. 

The walk carried on in moderate silence with Kuro making a point not to risk that romantic, shoujo manga moment happening again. Mahiru’s smile was too bright; it was blinding. And that was just way to troublesome for him. Yet, contradicting himself at a point where he thought it must be safe to see why Mahiru had gone so silent, he shut down his defenses and glanced at Mahiru again.

                                  Regret. Severe amounts of regret.

He immediately wished he hadn’t done anything. Because that smile hadn’t left Mahiru’s face and those eyes had definitely kept glancing to him. Kuro might not have noticed if not for the blink that followed a quick glance away and the uncomfortable shift to hide the embarrassment. Kuro knew the feeling only too well.

This time however instead of looking away immediately, he make the dual mistake of keeping his eyes trained on Mahiru. He had seen enough of it that it had ensnared him into being unable to look away until it was too late. Mahiru’s lips parted, ready to speak and the spell was broken but just as Kuro whipped his head forward again– 


There was nothing but pain and far too loud for him, yelling.