your love is my drug (Tokiie)

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Brett had finished loading his tray with some of his favorites. Veggie burger, trail mix, apple, and a cookie in tote he was completely ready to eat. Brett looked guiltily down at the cookie momentarily. Being a nutrition major wasn't fun when you had to eat and you started counting serving sizes and calories in your head. Brett looked even more guiltily down at the bulge around his waist. The last thing he needed was extra fat or calories. It was kind of silly that one of the overweight guys on campus was a nutrition major. Brett shook his head to get out of his self-pitying funk. He didn't mind the fact he was overweight. He felt good and he only really started to hate himself for being heavyset when he was alone or other people didn't like him. When other more accepting people were around he had no problems with his self esteem.

Brett turned with his tray and faced the open area. The cafeteria wasn't all that crowded so late in the afternoon on a weekend, so Brett's options weren't that varied. After scanning the cafeteria a couple of times Brett didn't see anyone he really knew. He recognized a few people from his class but he didn't want to bug them. Seeing no other options Brett headed over to an empty table somewhat in the corner of the cafeteria, away from where most people already were. He wasn't being a loner, but if there was nobody to sit with he felt left out. He picked a bit at the veggie burger as he hoped someone else would come over and keep him company.

There wasn't many people that Brett felt comfortable around that would also want him around. But when he spied the telltale mohawk he couldn't resist waving Tokiie over. The Asian boy had Brett's full attention since the first time he met him. Brett had tried to be coy in hiding his crush but he was pretty sure the whole school knew. He felt his cheeks turn bright red as he realized how stupid he probably looked waving clear across the cafeteria trying to call over a friend. He gave a small bashful smile to try and hide his embarrassment and managed to stammer out a sentence. "Uh... hi... hi Tokiie," Brett stuttered. He was so utterly tongue tied around his crush it wasn't funny.

[Tokiie Shibata]

”Let Tomorrow Sleep

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Run, Don’t walk
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Well, lines sure as hell sucked; especially if you were in a line and knew what was at the end wouldn’t be worth it. Tokiie stood and waited for the cafeteria lady to stop gawking at him and actually begin to take his order. What was so difficult about a plate of pasta with soup on the side and a mug of tea? A few strands of his wildly coloured hair fell in front of his face, and he brushed it aside with one hand as he was handed his tray. Did he seriously look that flashy today? He had actually dressed down because he was feeling sluggish this morning, but from the stares he was getting, obviously not enough.

He quickly paid and stepped out of the line. The open area of the cafeteria wasn’t all that busy today. It was a bit late in the day and a weekend none the less. Normally, Tokiie wouldn’t have been here unless he already had somebody to be with. However, today was slightly different. The friend he had buddied up with canceled their plans of cafeteria food before going to the beach, but since Tokiie was already in line and waiting, he figured to just go through with it alone anyways.

Today just wasn’t his day, it seemed. He didn’t spot anybody he knew well, even after looking over the area four or five times. This morning he had woken up late for his first class, and since the teacher was a complete prude, she had given him an earful right at the front. He had unfinished homework burning a hole in his side-slung bag and he had successfully fallen down the stairs on his way to lunch, just to have his friend not show up.

Lost in his own mind, it was fortunate that he spotted somebody waving to him. It was from one of the farther tables. Tokiie turned and squinted at whoever was waving at him. Who the hell was that? The kid kept waving at him, so he walked a little closer, making his steps slow and deliberate to give him more time to figure out who the guy was. Well, he looked familiar, but not too much. Maybe they talked once or twice? Had a class together? Damn, he had no freaking idea, even as he stood at the end of the table. The boy had flushed a funky shade of red and was greeting him with a slight stutter.

Analysis: he was nervous, according to his stutter, and a bit embarrassed. Tongue tied too, but for what reason? Tokiie couldn’t exactly decide whether it was something worth looking into. ”Um… Hey?” Tokiie cocked his head to the side. ”Do I know you, kid?”

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Tag: Brett
Notes: None
Stats: Done
Clothes: Picture at the top of the post