my priorities are obviously screwed up

(laughter is) the shortest distance between two people

summary: Nishimura makes Natsume laugh. It’s kind of a really big deal. 


Natsume's head is dipped forward, eyes hidden behind a fair curtain of fringe—but his shoulders are shaking softly and his mouth is muffled in his hands and he’s laughing.

Nishimura can’t help but stare, even as something golden and bubbly fills his chest. Behind him, close enough to fall within his admittedly limited radius of awareness, Kitamoto is still talking to another classmate—missing out on this miracle, because his priorities are obviously completely screwed up.

Nishimura wouldn’t miss this for the world.

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