Shima x Reader - That Awkward Moment When.........

TAMW(That Awkward Moment When) Challenge

48. That awkward moment when you get stuck in a bean bag.

You sighed slightly, staring at the ceiling.  It had been a tiring day at Cram School, especially with the prank war you and Rin Okumura, your best friend, were immersed in.  It was a close competition between you two.  You had had the upper hand so far.  But that would change very soon.........

You yawned, turning over and falling asleep quickly.  You were alone in your dorm that night, but you weren't worried about anything.

Rin snuck into your room, grinning wickedly.  He picked you up and carried you quickly to an empty room.  In the room was an empty bean bag.  It had soft pieces of fabric inside of it, cushioning you as he set you INSIDE the bean bag.  He quickly sewed it up, leaving a bit of room for air.  He poked holes in a box and set the bean bag inside, addressing it your crush, Renzou Shima.  He took a black permanent marker and scrawled, "HANDLE WITH CARE " on the top.  Smirking evilly, and knowing that you would kill him, he set the box on the entrance to Shima's dorm room that he shared with Bon and Konekomaru and knocking loudly, making a lot of commotion.  

It was 4:45 AM.  

The next day was a Saturday, so Rin just had to wait for your rage.  You wouldn't be missed so soon.

~Shima's POV~

I yawned, jolting awake as I heard a spastic knocking on the door.  Groaning, I rolled out of bed with a thump, pulling the string on the lamp as I went down.  The lamp crashed on top of me and muttered swears under my breath.  My graceful fall out of bed caused Bon and Konekomaru to wake up.  They sleepily glared as I stumbled to the door.  I yanked it open, revealing a big box in front of our door.  I picked it up, carefully after reading the warning on top.  I thought nothing of the winkie face and set it down, opening the box easily.  Inside was a pink bean bag, the same shade as my hair.  I shrugged and picked it up, my tired eyes widening at it's weight.  This was no normal fucking bean bag, my friends.  This was a special (Name) bean bag.   But of course, Shima never guessed that.

It went next to my desk and I slumped back in bed, turning out the light.  Bon and Neko grumbled and went back to sleep.

~Time Skip~

I woke up at 8:00, and looked next to my desk.  The bean bag was still there.  I got dressed in my usual outfit and decided to see what the bean bag felt like.  I shuffled over and plopped down on it.  As soon as I did, an inhuman screech emitted from the normally soft chair.  I screamed like a girl. 

"Thankfully (Name) isn't here......" I sighed. "That was an embarrassing scream."

The bean bag rolled around, squeaking slightly.

I suddenly remember WHY I screamed and well, screamed again.  The logical thing to do.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS CHAIR!?" I screeched, jumping onto Bon's bed and hiding under the covers with him.

~Reader's POV~

Your eyes widened in surprise as a heavy weight whumped onto you.  You then realized that you were in some weird cloth bag with white scraps in it.  You heard a familiar voice speak, but you couldn't hear what he was saying due to all the fabric around you.  It blocked out some of the noise, but you could tell one thing.  You were in Shima's dorm.

'Shit shit shit.' you thought, desperately rolling around, squeaking when you hit something hard on the floor.  It felt like..........a pair of headphones?
You continued to roll around, trying to roll out the door.  You heard a few girlish screams, and giggled.

~Shima's POV~

"THE BEAN BAG GIGGLED!  BON HELP MEEEEEEEE!" I wailed, scared out of my wits.  Bon glared at me, then his eyes widened in shock at the bean bag helplessly rolling around on the floor.  He took his pocket knife and handed it to me.

"The package was for you.  You get to see what was inside." he stated, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

I paled and took the knife, shakily walking over to the bag and slashing it open.  'Please don't be bugs....' I prayed as a (h/c) head appeared.  My eyes widened and I looked away, blushing slightly at the girl's revealing pajamas.  'Jesus Christ.  My crush in only her pajamas.' I thought, my eyes glistening. 'It's like heaven!'

"WHAT THE HELL?! YOU ALMOST CUT ME!" (Name) snapped angrily.  She then blushed, looking away. 

"Stop staring!" she pouted at me.

"Why were you in a bean bag?" I asked tenatively.

If she were a demon, blue flames would be everywhere.  s

She jumped up, shaking her fist at nothing.  "THAT SPAWN OF SATAN! HE'S TAKEN THIS TOO FAR!  SEWING ME IN A BEAN BAG AND SENDING ME TO MY CRUSH'S DORM!" she cried, then paled as she noticed what she had yelled in her anger.  

"Well, (Name)." I purred, smirking.  "Would the box happened to be addressed to said crush?" 

"M-maybe!" she stuttered, blushing cutely.  I moved closer.

"I guess your my gift then." I smirked.

"I was in a bean bag." she deadpanned.  "At least let me get dressed before taking me out on a date."

"Deal." I grinned.  She got up to leave and change, and I decided to follow.

"You aren't coming with." she rolled her eyes and ran off. 

I sighed sadly, and heard her giggle as she ran off.


Bean bags are weird.