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hakaseheart replied to your post: Aside from the fact that Yuki and Shion are obviously dating, there is no reason for me to start shipping Joe/JK OR IS THERE

This. This right here. It’s awesome. I WANT TO READ IT (and maybe write it if no one else does)

WRITE IT WRITE IT WRITE…

No matter what, nobody ever wants to be in the school office. There’s never any music, no chatter, and the only thing to really listen to is the endless click-clack of fingernails on keyboard keys. It’s the worst place in the world to be, and JK is stuck there.

He hikes up the pink hood of his sweater a little further, if just to hide his face away from the other student also trapped in the waiting area outside the school counselor’s door. JK knows he’s seen the boy around before, but he can’t quite place where, and he’s not sure he wants to know, judging by the angry purple bruise sitting smartly on the boy’s jaw.

The jukebox in the back of JK’s mind starts up with a ska song he heard the day before, and his knee starts bouncing in time with the beat. It’s a struggle to keep himself occupied at times like these, when all he wants to be doing is talking and shmoozing and probably anything except sitting in the school office. Then again, it’s him doing those sort of things that’s landed him a meeting with the school counselor in the first place.

His eyes glance up at the large clock on the wall. It might be wrong - school clocks are usually at least five minutes off - but he knows his appointment seems to be running at least fifteen minutes late. When he looks back down he can’t help but look back at the sullen boy sitting across from him, sitting there quietly with not a trace of impatience across his face.

The boy notices and their eyes meet.

“What?” he asks, as if the bruise on his chin doesn’t even hurt.

JK looks away as fast as he can manage, slouching down further in the chair and hiking the hood up a little further. “Nothing, nothing at all.” He can’t even see the other boy’s eyes, but he knows that they’re narrowing angrily.

“You got a problem?”

It’s said almost dismissively, and the tone strikes JK as odd. For a moment he risks a glance back, and sees that the boy isn’t even looking at him anymore.

“Don’t we both?” The glare swings back and JK stands his ground this time, carefully testing the other boy. “That’s why we’re here, yeah?”

There’s a long, quiet moment of discomfort between them, and it seems like even the secretary has stopped typing. Then, out of nowhere, the smallest hint of a smile tugs at the corner of the other boy’s face.

“Yeah. I guess we do.”

The office door opens and another student exits. “Joe?” comes the counselor’s voice, and the other boy stands up. “Thanks for coming.” The boy named Joe gives JK one more nod before following the counselor into the office, and as the door closes JK wonders exactly how much longer he’s going to have to wait today.

HAKASE IS MAGIC AND ALSO WHEN WORK IS DONE YOU’RE GOING TO CONTINUE THIS RIGHT

I don’t think I can get them OUT of my head at this point. X.X

(Source: butyoumight)