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tonguetiedraven · 2 years

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Fandom: Ao No Exorcist/Blue Exorcist

Pairing: Bon/Rin

Summary: Fake dating Au. When a strange, masked demon starts attacking the couples of True Cross Academy, Rin and Bon have to pretend to be a couple to stop the demon.

It should be easy, as long as those pesky feelings don't get in the way.

Part: one , two, three, four,, five, six (you're here)

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Bon’s eye started to twitch almost the moment he got in his dorm. Shima and Konekomaru were already inside. Shima was lounging on his bed while Konekomaru was sitting at his desk and reading through his Chemistry book.

“Why—”

“Bon!” Shima sprang upright, dropping his (probably dirty) manga on Bon’s blankets as an ecstatic expression spread across his lips. “Tell us everything!”

“Shima! Let him get settled first.” Konekomaru got up from the desk politely to offer him the seat. Bon waved off the offer and locked his door.

“I already told ya. Okumura asked me out.”

Shima leaned back against his pillows with a scowl. “You didn’t ‘tell’ us anything. You sent a text. A text! You’ve been pining for Okumura for months and you finally give into your worldly desires and you let us know by text!”

Shima’s ability to make him flustered in a sentence or two was astounding.

It’s not like that!”

Shima crossed his arms over his chest. “No? Then what is it like?”

Awful was what it was like. Ever since Lewin had caught his gaze wandering after Rin, the arch-knight had been teasing him. Bon had never expected that it’d escalate into something like this. Into his mentor telling him to pretend he was dating his crush.

Ugh.

“He just asked me out. Just a date. It ain’t like it’s serious.”

Bon really needed them to think it wasn’t a big deal. They already knew too much, but there wasn’t anyway he could get away with not telling them. He needed people thinking they were together, and he needed that demon to attack them so this entire painful affair could just be finished as quickly as possible. Hopefully with a split that looked amicable, and he could pretend he was happy just being friends and Rin would never find out the truth.

If he didn’t tell them and they found out…

Shima would blabber about how long Bon had been crushing on Rin in an effort to tease him, and Bon couldn’t have that happen. This was just a mission. Just a strange sort of stake out to gather information and the attention of a demon so they could neutralize a threat.

His affections weren’t returned, not in that way, and that was okay. He had friendship and that was pretty damn great even if he was pretty sure it was going to be hard not to think about how warm and comfortable it was to hold his hand.

Shima’s face scrunched up with confusion. “Not serious? What? You saying he doesn’t like you? Then why would he ask you out?”

Bon stomped to his dresser and set his wallet and keys on it. This entire conversation sucked. “It’s a date. Maybe another one. I don’t know. Just don’t make it into a thing. Why’re you two even here?”

“For details, man! I wanna hear about it. And Konekomaru’s just acting cool. He wants to hear too.”

“Since when did you turn into a gossipy girl?”

“Where’d ya go?” Shima asked, ignoring the jibe.

Bon made a point of slowly taking off his bracelets and chains. He couldn’t stall for too long though, and they didn’t look like they had any intentions of going anywhere else. He was going to have to talk.

Woo-fucking-hoo.

Bon steeled himself for the conversation and turned to face his friends. “The deli? Okumur got me after class and asked if I wanted to get dinner together. I said sure, and that’s when he said it was a date.”

“So you promptly swooned and didn’t declare your undying love?”

Bon glared at Shima for all the good it did. “Shut up! It wasn’t like that. It was just…”

Konekomaru leaned forward a little with eyes that always saw too much. “Just what, Bon?”

“Nice,” he finally muttered, blushing and trying not to remember how right Rin’s hand had felt in his own. He tried not to think about the moment when Rin had grabbed his hand and glared at Sakura like he was jealous and actually wanted to be on the date.

Even if it had been a real date, he was pretty sure he wouldn’t have wanted to immediately talk about it. He’d want it to be something a little private. Just for the two of them. At least for a few days. He’d wanted it for ages, and having it…

Bon forced his lips up in a small smile and stared at the ground. He wouldn’t have been able to keep it secret for very long. He’d have been too happy to not give it away.

“It was just really nice. We went to the deli and then had a walk around the garden level of campus. Rin still gets distracted by squirrels, and still gets embarrassed if you point it out. He, uh, had to go see Moriyama , but we’re gonna meet after to talk some more. I think… I think it went well.”

He justified himself by the fact that none of it was technically a lie, and the ‘date’ had indeed been really nice, even if it had felt a bit torturous any time he really thought about it.

“Musta gone well with that smile.” Shima was smirking, and Bon’s cheeks heated up all the more in an embarrassed blush at that sight.

Bon stomped to his desk and grabbed his homework up. “If you’re gonna stick around you’re gonna be working.”

“Will you be talking?”

Bon glared at him. “No.”

Shima sighed in a long suffering way. “Fine, then I’ll just bug Okumura tomorrow after class.”

Shit.

“I’ll tell you one thing for each subject you finish.” If he was going to be tortured by all this, he was sure as hell going to torture Shima for the fake information.

"Deal!"

Bon took a seat on the floor and spread his books out as his phone pinged with a message from Rin.

[just told Shiemi!!! i told her you asked me :)]

Oh no.

Bon stared down at the text for a long moment and tried to tell himself he was reading it wrong, despite it only being a handful of words.

How in the ever-loving-hell had they not corroborated their story? How had they overlooked that stupidly important detail? How were they going to catch a demon preying on students if they weren’t even smart enough to get something as simple as who asked who out right?

The words weren’t changing, and both Konekomaru and Shima were staring at him. He couldn’t just sit here.

[I just told them you asked me out.]

How were they so damn stupid?

It… it had just seemed so obvious that Rin would be the one to ask him out. He’d been crushing on Rin for ages at this point, and it was heartbreakingly obvious he was never going to get the courage to do it. He just… he knew Rin liked girls and there had never been any evidence that he liked guys as well. Rin was a touchy person, and for a few weeks he’d harbored a crazy hope that the way Rin was always reaching out might mean that he liked Bon, but that had died a dismal death because Rin acted like that with everyone.

Konekomaru and Shima would know he hadn’t been the one to ask because he would have ages ago. He didn’t like to think of himself as a coward, but the entire thing had been so pointless that he wouldn’t have bothered. It had to be Rin, or it wouldn’t have happened.

Bon stuffed his phone back in his pocket — Shima would absolutely try and steal it and look at his texts messages like a jerk — and pulled his notebook out of his stack. This was unbelievably stupid.

“I finished my English before you got here,” Shima stated the moment he was sitting.

“So?”

“So tell me a thing!”

Bon stared at him in disbelief for a long beat. “Are you shitting me?”

“No! I wanna know! We’ve been waiting for hours. You just sent us a text and this is a huge thing! That was your first date and you’ve been driving us crazy with your stupid pining. I wanna hear the gushing.”

“I have not been pining!”

“Shima,” Konekmaru chided. “Don’t embarrass him.”

Bon glared. They were both traitors, and they may not know they were hurting him, but they were. He should be blushing and happy and silly, but instead he was tired and miserable because this was all a damned lie.

“We went to the deli,” he muttered, “we got sushi.”

“That’s it?”

“I didn’t see you do the English, so yeah. That’s it.”

His phone vibrated.

[Rin: (ʘᗩʘ’)]

[Rin: no]

[Rin: fck]

[Rin:ヾ(ﾟдﾟ)ﾉ゛]

Bon very nearly laughed. He could picture Rin’s expression, and there was some solace in joint stupidity. They had fucked up, but they’d done it together, and that was something.

[Rin: we can fix this]

[Rin: wht did u say]

[That you asked me after class if I would like to get dinner.]

The … of Rin typing showed up and disappeared twice before he got a reply.

[Rin: ok. i think i fixed it]

[How?]

“Whatcha texting?” Shima — who Bon had not heard move — plopped down in front of him and reached for his phone. Bon snatched it away and turned it off before he could see the messages.

“None of your damn business! Get back over there and do your homework or leave.”

Shima stared at him hard for a long moment, and his smile began to grow. “Gee, Bon. You’re awful defensive. Texting your boyfriend?”

His face immediately grew horrifyingly warm. Boyfriend. His heart thumped and ached and he gripped the phone too tightly as it pinged with another text from Rin.

Shima’s smile dropped. “Bon?”

“Shima,” Konekomaru got up from the desk with a tentative expression. “Let’s go get dinner. I think Bon needs to concentrate for his homework?”

Shima looked over his shoulder with a pout. “What? But I wanna—”

“Shima,” Konekomaru gathered their items together. “Bon will tell us later.”

Bon wasn’t sure he could. There was simply nothing to tell. Not until he figured out what Rin had said. This entire thing was so frustratingly stupid. Light could have picked anyone, but he deliberately chose them because he knew how Bon felt. It was a jackass move. His master wasn’t exactly kind, but he hadn’t turned his violent side on Bon. This… this was just cruel.

“Fine,” Shima huffed as he stood up, “but I demand details in the morning!”

“If you’ve finished your assignments.” Bon got up as well and moved toward his now free desk. Konekomaru left him with one last strange look, and he was alone again.

Alone with loud thoughts and a lot of learning to do about hannyas. At least he shouldn’t exactly be an easy mark for the stupid demon. Jealousy wasn’t the emotion he felt for Rin. If it was a demon of pining he’d be fucked, but Rin was just as single as him so he didn’t have to be jealous.

Not yet.

Besides, it wouldn’t be Rin he was jealous of. It’d be someone like Shiemi.

Bon shoved those thoughts away and pulled his phone out.

[Rin: i told her i mentioned dinner and you got excited so i said it was a date and you said yes.]

[Rin: ok?]

He could see that playing out. A little too well.

[That’s good. It fits what I said. Let me know when you’re ready to leave and I’ll walk you back.]

[Rin: ╰(▔∀▔)╯ d(>_･ )]

Bon dropped his head on his arm and groaned. It was going to be such a long week.

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A/N: If you want to read the full story (it's ahead of the tumblr updates) you can go here. Feel free to let me know your thoughts or if there's anything you'd like to see/read :)

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