TIMELESS

Takemichi stood in the middle of the store, holdind various clothing items while Y/n continued to sort through the racks, handing him pieces she deemed fit.

"Is all of this really n-"

"Why are you asking me dumbass questions Hanagaki? Your graphic tees scream 'my mom bought me this in middle school'."

Takemichi gasped, somewhat pouting at the girls response. He glanced down at the apparel he had on, and he couldn't deny the girl was somewhat right. All of the other guys dressed more maturely and appropriately for their age, but Takemichi couldn't help but find himself keeping hold onto his old tee shirts.

"Come on Michi, let's try these on you," she snapped her fingers walking towards the dressing room with Takemichi not too far behind. Swinging open one of the curtains, she shoved him inside before shutting it.

Takemichi fumbled kicking his shoes off, and taking off his shirt and pants. He was careful enough to take the clothes off the hanger before putting on a pair of black cargo pants and some sort of expensive hoodie. He stared at himself in the mirror for a bit, seeing him in more of a relaxed style of dressing.

"Michi you have something on yet?"

"Y-Yeah," he opened the curtain and stepped out, standing in front of Y/n who was sitting there. Her eyes widened seeing him in something so opposite of what she's used to.

"Damn, you'd give Mitsuya a run for his money in that fit," she smiled giving him a thumbs up. Takemichi shyly looked away, with a small smile on his face.

"Uh thanks. I should try the best one on," he hurried off back inside of the dressing room.

Y/n released a breath she didn't even know she was holding. Why am I acting like this? It's just Takemichi. He's such a dork. A cute one. No, he's just a dork, he's Hina's dork.

Takemichi came out sporting different outfits that she had picked out, leaving the girl more and more proud yet flustered at her choices.

Putting everything back onto the hangers, Takemichi got himself dressed and grabbed all the clothes leaving the dressing room.

"Alright give me those," she took the pile from his hands and headed off to the register.

"Y-Y/n wait, what are you doing?"

"My treat," she smiled before setting the clothing down on the counter pulling out her wallet. Takemichi awkwardly scratched his neck, not understanding why she'd offer to pay for this stuff. Y/n paid for the clothes, handing Takemichi all the bags and walking out.

"Let me pay you back."

"Don't worry about it Michi. Think of it as a gift."

"Oh come on at least let me get you dinner or something?"

"This weekend. Let's get ramen," she agreed. Takemichi smiled before giving her a nod.

-

Hina held her mug of coffee in one hand, while holding some of her course notes in the opposite. She was sitting on the couch in her and Takemichi's apartment, studying. She was surprised to see Takemichi not home playing video games or making a mess entirely.

As if on cue, Takemichi opened the door struggling to make it through with the bags that held the earlier purchase him and Y/n had made earlier. Hina jumped up from the couch, grabbing some of the bags and setting them down on their kitchen counter.

"Takemichi what is all of this?"

"Oh uh, Y/n and I went shopping. She said I dressed too childish."

Hina raised an eyebrow before letting out a laugh. Takemichi crossed his arms, pouting as his own girlfriend stood there laughing at him.