tumblr au? ShinxJuri
hey guys, i've seen a bunch of really good au lists floating around tumblr so i decided to use one! this is from this post
hope you enjoy!
Juri had seen a lot of crazy stuff happen on their little suburban street in Chiba, between his own brothers running half naked down the street to two old ladies fighting over a melon sale at the supermarket, but none of those incidents could have prepared him for the very awkward day he met his new neighbor.
It was mid afternoon, his mother was making some sort of snack cuncoction for his brothers and their friends, when she asked him to get the mail for her.
"Sure, just make sure you save me some of whatever it is you're making." He said before putting on his shoes and trekking down the street to the community mail box. On his way there he waved to Grandma Matsumoto, a nice old lady that seemed to flirt with his brothers all the time, when he noticed a moving truck in the driveway next to her house.
"New neighbors?" He asked her, she nodded even though Juri doubted she could actually hear what he said.
He continued down to the mailboxes and saw a man standing there looking confused at Juri's mail slot.
"Can I help you with something?" Juri asked as he took in the odd appearence of the guy, he was shirtless wearing very small shorts with a grossly bright neon color.
"The landlord explained this to me a hundred times and I still don't understand why the key turns left instead of right in the lock!" The guy said, very obviously frustrated at the pointless direction in which you turn the key. Juri just nodded and proceeded to get his mail and quickly sort it, throwing out any junk mail or potentially bad report cards that could get him in trouble.
"Do you live here too?" The guy asked, now not even concerned with the mail slots.
"Yeah, that's why my mail is here..." Juri said, looking stunned at the guy and his dumb question.
"Oh, right. My name's Ryutaro, just moved in." Juri nodded and mumbled something to Ryutaro before quickly scurrying home, successfully avoiding anymore dumb questions from his new neighbor.
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This was the second day in a row Juri had seen someone else staring stupidly at those damn mail slots, except this time, the guy was shorter than Ryutaro with a thicker build. Although they looked very similar, he doubted they could possibly be related as this guy actually knew how to work the mail slot.
Then, he did something really weird, walked around to the other side of the slot bin and opened Juri's slot.
He didn't really have time, or the audacity, to run out there and ask the guy what the hell he was doing, so he sat there and watched as the guy sorted through Juri's mail, took a few envelopes for himself, then put the rest back and lock the slot.
Juri started getting the mail everyday, without his mother asking him to.
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After about a week of staking out his own mail slot and seeing the same behavior from the same person everyday, Juri decided to confront him. He was preparing by boosting his courage and saying mini chants to himself...
Then, the doorbell rang.
"I'm not stealing your mail." Was the first sentence to leave the boy's mouth when Juri opened the door and faced the mail caper himself. He was a little taken a back if he was being honest, this boy was beyond attractive.
His build was thick but muscular, not too overbearingly so, his eyes twinkled in the most innocent way, his skin was soft and smooth like porcelain, and there Juri stood, staring at a stranger who had been rummaging through his family's mail for a week and a half.
"My mother has dyslexia and gave a lot of bill companies the wrong mail slot by accident, ours is 12 and yours is 21. I've just been trying to make sure our bills get paid on time. I'm sorry." The boy explained nervously, fidgeting a bit where he stood because of Juri's vacant stare.
"It's okay. You're really hot." Juri said unconsciously, and upon realizing his words and the boy's mad blush, he bit his tongue so hard it bled and started to stutter.
"I meant, it's hot outside, so come in. I'll get you lemonade or something."
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Through their awkward conversation Juri found out the guy's name was Shintaro, he was Ryutaro's younger brother, and they had just moved to Chiba after they found out their grandmother was ill and needed family to be closer. Shintaro liked to rough-house, his favorite food was ramen, and they both thought Ryutaro was strange for wearing neon shorts.
"I should probably get going now, my mom will be worried. Thanks for the lemonade though!" Shintaro said excitedly, with the brightest smile, as he put his shoes on. Before he walked out the door though, he turned to look at Juri and with a gleam in his eyes muttered "I think you're really hot too."
Juri had never felt so grateful to those damn mail slots.
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yay!!!!!!!!!! okay, i hope you guys enjoyed this tiny drabble. i just needed to write something. love yall.
hope you enjoy!
Juri had seen a lot of crazy stuff happen on their little suburban street in Chiba, between his own brothers running half naked down the street to two old ladies fighting over a melon sale at the supermarket, but none of those incidents could have prepared him for the very awkward day he met his new neighbor.
It was mid afternoon, his mother was making some sort of snack cuncoction for his brothers and their friends, when she asked him to get the mail for her.
"Sure, just make sure you save me some of whatever it is you're making." He said before putting on his shoes and trekking down the street to the community mail box. On his way there he waved to Grandma Matsumoto, a nice old lady that seemed to flirt with his brothers all the time, when he noticed a moving truck in the driveway next to her house.
"New neighbors?" He asked her, she nodded even though Juri doubted she could actually hear what he said.
He continued down to the mailboxes and saw a man standing there looking confused at Juri's mail slot.
"Can I help you with something?" Juri asked as he took in the odd appearence of the guy, he was shirtless wearing very small shorts with a grossly bright neon color.
"The landlord explained this to me a hundred times and I still don't understand why the key turns left instead of right in the lock!" The guy said, very obviously frustrated at the pointless direction in which you turn the key. Juri just nodded and proceeded to get his mail and quickly sort it, throwing out any junk mail or potentially bad report cards that could get him in trouble.
"Do you live here too?" The guy asked, now not even concerned with the mail slots.
"Yeah, that's why my mail is here..." Juri said, looking stunned at the guy and his dumb question.
"Oh, right. My name's Ryutaro, just moved in." Juri nodded and mumbled something to Ryutaro before quickly scurrying home, successfully avoiding anymore dumb questions from his new neighbor.
>>>> <<<<
This was the second day in a row Juri had seen someone else staring stupidly at those damn mail slots, except this time, the guy was shorter than Ryutaro with a thicker build. Although they looked very similar, he doubted they could possibly be related as this guy actually knew how to work the mail slot.
Then, he did something really weird, walked around to the other side of the slot bin and opened Juri's slot.
He didn't really have time, or the audacity, to run out there and ask the guy what the hell he was doing, so he sat there and watched as the guy sorted through Juri's mail, took a few envelopes for himself, then put the rest back and lock the slot.
Juri started getting the mail everyday, without his mother asking him to.
>>>><<<<
After about a week of staking out his own mail slot and seeing the same behavior from the same person everyday, Juri decided to confront him. He was preparing by boosting his courage and saying mini chants to himself...
Then, the doorbell rang.
"I'm not stealing your mail." Was the first sentence to leave the boy's mouth when Juri opened the door and faced the mail caper himself. He was a little taken a back if he was being honest, this boy was beyond attractive.
His build was thick but muscular, not too overbearingly so, his eyes twinkled in the most innocent way, his skin was soft and smooth like porcelain, and there Juri stood, staring at a stranger who had been rummaging through his family's mail for a week and a half.
"My mother has dyslexia and gave a lot of bill companies the wrong mail slot by accident, ours is 12 and yours is 21. I've just been trying to make sure our bills get paid on time. I'm sorry." The boy explained nervously, fidgeting a bit where he stood because of Juri's vacant stare.
"It's okay. You're really hot." Juri said unconsciously, and upon realizing his words and the boy's mad blush, he bit his tongue so hard it bled and started to stutter.
"I meant, it's hot outside, so come in. I'll get you lemonade or something."
>>>> <<<<
Through their awkward conversation Juri found out the guy's name was Shintaro, he was Ryutaro's younger brother, and they had just moved to Chiba after they found out their grandmother was ill and needed family to be closer. Shintaro liked to rough-house, his favorite food was ramen, and they both thought Ryutaro was strange for wearing neon shorts.
"I should probably get going now, my mom will be worried. Thanks for the lemonade though!" Shintaro said excitedly, with the brightest smile, as he put his shoes on. Before he walked out the door though, he turned to look at Juri and with a gleam in his eyes muttered "I think you're really hot too."
Juri had never felt so grateful to those damn mail slots.
>>>> <<<<
yay!!!!!!!!!! okay, i hope you guys enjoyed this tiny drabble. i just needed to write something. love yall.