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summary: Suna x Reader. Weirdo on weirdo high school flirting.
word count: 1.3k
cw: sex jokes and cursing and terrible, sleep deprived writing
a/n: i’ve genuinely gotten so little sleep recently but i was like “i need suna to be more insane” so this is the product of that. it’s not feral enough. i can’t guarantee the quality of the grammar. i may edit heavily once i’m properly rested and sentient again
Suna thinks this is love at first sight.
Suna is prone to making grand, sweepingly overdramatic statements with a completely deadpan expression. He does this often entirely within his head, his inner monologue just as monotone as his actual voice tends to be. Occasionally, he references these statements out loud, and people just accept it, because Suna has the kind of self confidence that lets him get away with the weirdest shit.
“When’s the wedding?” Are his first words to you, but you don’t hear them, because you’re head down, ass up in a dumpster, legs floating inches above the ground. You push yourself up, hair matted to your head with sweat, eyes just a little crazed. He thinks you’re radiant. He thinks you have a nice ass.
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