OT3 Prompt

Okumura Rin/Reader/Shima Renzou

Cram school had started two weeks ago, and Rin was already completely smitten with you.  You were just so cool, with your black ripped leggings and combat boots paired with the True Cross girl’s uniform, and the white band sweatshirt you wore instead of the girl’s blazer, and the uniform tie wrapped around your wrist.  Then there was the aqua blue streak in your hair, and the piercings.  You were sexy too, the top few buttons of your uniform shirt undone, long legs, and the way the uniform bounced when you jogged after your friends and offered a teasing peek at where your thighs and butt met.  You were so smart, there was nothing about magic you didn’t already know, and then there was the way you flipped, ducked, and practically danced around the training grounds in the Cram School gym class was...wow.  And that perfumed soap that cling to your skin, the scents of a beach paradise becoming your signature scent.

There was no way Rin was ever going to be able to talk to you without becoming a bumbling idiot in a matter of seconds.

You weren’t exactly paying attention to where you were going, focusing too much on studying for that demon pharmaceutics test in a few days, and ended up tripping as you walked down the steps.  Rin, having noticed dashed over to you and caught you before you hit the marble floor of True Cross Academy, with your eyes screwed shut to brace for the cold hard impact.  When it never came, you opened one eye cautiously and found yourself looking up into the deep blues of the cute boy in your Cram School class, having a thing for dorky guys like him as they tended to be the world’s biggest sweethearts.  Plus, as stated earlier, he was cute, and in better shape than you already thought based on the fact he was able to hold your entire body weight with one arm, his hand in your hip only stabilizing you and not actually holding any of your weight.

Your eyes shot wide open as a blush bloomed on your cheeks, frozen like a deer in the headlights.

The two of you stayed like that, completely frozen, until the other guys walked onto the scene, on their way to meet up with you for lunch.  It was there they saw an unexpected scene, class clown Okumura Rin holding you, gorgeous overachiever [F/N] [Y/N], in what looked like the final dip of a romantic dance, your eves wide and matching blushes on your cheeks.

Shima couldn’t help the amused grin that graced his features, preparing to torment his childhood best friend - you - with this until the end of time.

”Hey guys, when’s the wedding?”

Bon and Konekomaru briefly shared a concerned glance before turning back to the scene.  Even if their, unnaturally, pink-haired friend wasn’t aware of his feelings towards you, they sure as hell were.

Shima brought you flowers and that fancy soft serve ice cream you loved when you had your tonsils out last summer and stuck around to watch bad horror movies.

Shima’s tease brought you and the, still undiscovered, son of Satan out of your dazed state and back to reality.  The two of you leapt apart and started stumbling over your words as you shared awkward ‘thank you’s, unnecessary apologies, and quick ‘see ya’s before the two of you sped off in different directions.  Your old friends having to jog to catch up to you as you made your way to grab a quick lunch before returning to your studies.

”So, Okumura huh?” Shima was almost snickering as he teased you, having caught up with you first and waiting until Rin was far enough that he wouldn’t overhear.

”No, maybe, shut up pinkie,” you snapped as you cling your book to your chest and your angry pout grew as Shima laughed.  There was only one good way to deal with this situation.

Kick him in the shin.

”Oh, yeah, that’s classy,” your cousin rolled his eyes, causing you to blow a childish raspberry at the rooster-haired teen before storming off on your own.  Throughout the entire supernatural rom-com that became your romantic life, Bon only had one question.

Weren’t all the guys supposed to fall in love with the cute, sweet, naive Mary Sue and not...well...you?