Follow Your Passion: A Seamless Tumblr Journey
Word count: 267
Authors note: here's some cuddles from our energetic girl. Even though she's not very energetic here lol. It’s pretty short because I couldn’t really think of anything but still wanted to write this idea down. Regardless, I hope you enjoy!
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Laying your head on Ibuki's chest, you can hear her heart thumping away; along with the sound of her humming.
Most others call her music tuneless, and horrible, but you like it. You can tell how much love goes into every song and this new one is no exception.
She called it "Love's sweetest tune". And it really was a sweet tune to your ears.
After a few minutes, she paused and poked your back.
"Poke, poke. Are you still awake? Ibuki wants you to sing too!" She said, still poking you.
You sat up to face her.
"Me? But, I'm not that good with singing.."
"Aw S/O, Ibuki believes in you! Oh! But you don't have to." She said, poking her index fingers together.
"Uhm… Okay. I'll do it" You smiled at her, "Get a tune started and I can join in humming." You continued, slightly unsure of your singing abilities. But if your girlfriend, the ultimate musician, believes in you it must be worth a shot.
You cleared your throat and nodded, signaling that you're ready.
With a big smile, she started humming again.
You laid back down on her chest and hummed along.
After you two finished your duo, Ibuki hug-squeezed you and squealed.
"S/O That was great! Ibuki's so happy you let her hum with you!"
You just chuckled and hugged her tighter.
Even though you often cuddled with Ibuki, this was your favorite cuddle session by far; and from now on you mentally promised yourself to sing with Ibuki more often, no matter how you felt about your singing abilities.
a/n - i wanted to write a danganronpa fanfic other than nagito because you're all fools/j.
ibuki let out an exasperated sigh, fidgeting with the strings of her guitar. “even with my tuner-thingy, i can’t seem to tune it right! ibuki can’t keep doing this!” she flopped down on your shared bed. the instrument seemed to just frustrate her more and more.
“how about you take a break?” you suggested “come back with a clear head.”
the rain pitter-pattered on the roof, the perfect weather to keep ibuki feeling down. “i don’t wanna” she complained, “i want to play!”
you joined her in laying down, jumping onto the bed. “doesn’t ibuki own another guitar?” you smirked, pointing to the other, equally awesome, guitar in the corner of the room.
“you’re.. right!” she perked back up, her cheerful smile spreading across her face. she quite literally rolled off the bed and hit the floor with an oomph. springing back up, she skipped over to the spare guitar and picked it up.
“what’d i tell ‘ya?” with a laugh, you sat up.
“yeah, yeah. now here’s a song i’ve been working on, ‘i squeezed out the baby yet i have no idea who the father is’!” oh no..