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Requests

Okay, so I’m going to be resetting my ask box. Any ask that currently in there is getting deleted. Some have been in there for over a year and trying to go back and write for them is just too much stress for me.

Feel free to send in new requests. I’m going to be getting back on this fandom shortly.

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Okay, so I’m posting an actual scenario! How flipping crazy is that, am I right? It’s been a long while since I’ve written anything, and this is a bit short. But here’s a food fight with Mei.

Narumiya

It’s off-season for your pitcher boyfriend. Because of his performance in the last game, he isn’t allowed to join pitching practice for the next two weeks. So naturally he’s not participating in the other aspects of practice either.

He’s using his newfound free time to pester you into doing things for him. The latest of the long list is baking him cupcakes. So, here you are in the kitchen of the Inashiro baseball dorms, slaving over rum-raisin cupcakes. Narumiya is with you, of course, but you almost wish he wasn’t.

For the past twenty minutes, all he’s done is complain about how you’re not paying enough attention to him, completely ignoring the fact that you were doing this for him in the first place. Ten minutes later, all the cupcakes are out of the oven, and all you have to do now is put the icing on them.

“[Naaaaaaaaame].” Your boyfriend wraps his arms around you, making it so you couldn’t move. “I’m boooored. Aren’t you done yet?”

You take a deep breath before pasting a sickly-sweet smile on your face. “Mei, sweetie, I’ll be done in a few minutes. Then, you’ll have your cupcakes.”

The pitcher goes limp against you, nearly dragging you to the floor. “But, [Naaaaaaaaaame], I don’t want cupcakes. I want attention!”

Your mind goes blank for a moment, and when you come to, it’s too late. You’ve already poured the purple icing all over your irritating, whiny boyfriend. He was standing there dumbfounded. Deciding not to wait around for him to come to his senses, you start backing out of the kitchen.

But as you turn to run away, you get struck in the back of the head with one of your freshly baked cupcakes. Turning around, Mei’s standing there smile on his face, tongue out, and fingers in a V-shape.

The frustration of the past few hours doesn’t allow you to take a step back and deal with this as an adult. You grab one of your creations and hurl it at the child you’re dating. A glob of icing hits you in the face in retaliation. Next, goes the powdered sugar. And then the two of you are flinging food at each other faster than you can categorize them.

It comes to a screeching halt when you hit the floor. Powdered sugar sure made the ground slippery. Mei’s at your side in a second going off on how you could be dying. A kiss shuts him up easily enough.

It only took twenty minutes to turn the kitchen into a warzone, but it takes three hours of cleaning to make it presentable. But mainly because Mei kept getting sidetracked trying to lick icing off of you, which led to a bunch of makeout sessions.

One things for sure, you are never baking cupcakes for Mei again.

…At least, not while he’s with you.

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its says requests are closed?? but i'm so happy ur back

I’m going to open them after Christmas is over. I really just wanted to figure out if there were still people interested 😅

And thank you, I’m glad that you’re still following me :)

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Anyone out there?

So I disappeared for 7 months... Sorry about that. Main reason is that I sort of fell out of the Daiya fandom when the second season of the anime finished. Then I got into a bunch of different animes that took up my interests. And then I disappeared from tumblr in general.

But I’m back, and I’ve read Daiya Act II, which has gotten me hooked again. So I’m going to restart up this blog if anyone is interested. (Big reason is because I noticed a lot of the other ones went inactive too, which makes me super sad.)

I’m going to update the rules, so be sure to check those. I’m going to delete the old requests in my inbox and reopen for new ones! I’ll post when I’m ready for them.

P.S. - If you see this and you’re excited please like this so I can gauge about how many people are going to sending in asks.

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Hi?? Is this blog still running?

Hi! Yes, this blog is still running. I’ve just been a little busy with finals, a wedding, and getting things started as a participant in the Daiya Big Bang. There are have 28 asks in the inbox, and a bunch of are partially written already. I will hopefully have the next post up by the end of the week though!

Edit: Also, I’ve gotten crazy into Haikyuu!! So I’m kind of dying over here in rarepair hell.

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Hello! What does it mean when you put a line over the character's name? Does it mean that you've already written something for them??? I just found this blog and am enjoying it, but I wasn't sure so sorry if it was a bother!

That’s exactly what it means! When I get requests for multiple characters, there’s a chance I’ll break the request up into different posts. Just because it’s easier for me to write for some characters over others, so I’ll usual just post whatever I have done and work on the others later.

Also, my apologies to everyone for disappearing again. But next week is finals week and then I’ll be able to focus on writing some more :)

Edit: Okay, so I apparently don’t read things very well. A line over their name doesn’t necessarily mean I’ve already written the ask for them. It just means that they aren’t in the post.

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Here’s some jealous Miyuki (feat. Chris-senpai).

Miyuki

Since you were dating the captain of the prestigious Seido baseball team, of course you know the basics of the sport. However, that doesn’t mean that you know what to buy your baseball addict boyfriend for his birthday. So, you went to the one person you knew would be able to help.

Five failed shopping attempts later, and you finally relent and let Takigawa come with you. Why is it so hard to find one stupid catcher’s glove?! But Takigawa finds it in no time, which makes you feel guilty because he could be studying instead of helping you. You take the glove to the register and pay before offering to buy Takigawa lunch in thanks.

Taking him to your favorite café, you sit at your usual table and make small talk. A part of you feels a little bad that you turned down Miyuki when he asked you to go out today, telling him you had to study. But his birthday party is tomorrow, and you needed to get him the perfect present. Well… hopefully the perfect present.

“Chris-senpai?”

“Yes?” He looks up from his dish to see you looking nervous.

“Are you sure that Kazuya will like it? What if he wanted something else?” You ask, voice quiet.

Takigawa smiles over at you. “[Name], Miyuki will like it. Although, he would like anything you’d have picked for him.”

You pursue your lips. “But doesn’t he already have a glove?”

“It’s getting a bit worn out with how often he uses it.”

Rolling your eyes, you respond, “You mean with how often your freshman asks Kazuya to catch for him.”

“He’s not my freshman,” Takigawa says. His tone was annoyed, but he was smiling.

Laughing, you lightly kick his leg under the table. “Don’t let him hear you say that or he might start crying.”

Takigawa rolls his eyes. “I see Miyuki has rubbed off on you enough to have you making fun of Sawamura.”

You pout. “Nu-uh!” You lean forward to poke him in the chest. “It’s true though. Kazuya told me all about how creepy his was when he first started following you around.”

“He wasn’t creepy. He was just a bit overzealous.”

“He followed you into the bath.”

Takigawa winces at that, and you burst out laughing. He lets you gone of for a little bit, but when you don’t stop, he reaches across the table to flick your forehead. “He felt guilty. He wasn’t that bad.”

“He was. You’re just too nice to say so. But here,” you grab his chopsticks and pick up some food, “eat. This is why I brought you here!”

Chuckling, he allows you to feed him. You keep going until you hear someone call out to him.

“Chris-senpai! Figures you’d have such a cute girlfriend.”

Recognizing the voice, you turn just as your boyfriend stops behind you. “Kazuya!”

Miyuki’s smile wavers. “[Name]? What are you doing here? I thought you were studying.”

“Oh um… I was just… I needed… Um…”

“And why are you feeding Chris-senpai? What is this?”

You can’t think of anything to explain why you’re out with Takigawa that wouldn’t make things worse, so you just sit there staring up at him.

“[Name],” Takigawa gestures for you to lean closer to him, “perhaps you should just tell him the truth.”

“But, Chris-senpai, it’s not tomorrow yet!” You give him your best pouting face.

He gives you a look in return. “[Name].”

“But-!”

Takigawa reaches across the table and cover yours mouth with his hand. “You’ll upset him if you don’t.”

Huffing, you turn back to your boyfriend, who’d been following the exchange with a frown. “Kazuya!” Miyuki turns towards you as you stand and grab his hands. “You suck.”

“What the he-“

“And because you suck, I should return this.” You grab the shopping bag and hand it out to him. “However, because I’m an amazing person, I won’t.”

Miyuki takes the bag from you and asks, “What is this?”

You give him your best annoyed look. “Open. It. Stupid.”

When he pulls out the catcher’s glove, you shout, “Happy tomorrow birthday!” Your smiles falters however when you see him just staring at the glove. “What is it? Is it not the right one?” He still doesn’t say anything, so you glance over at Takigawa, worried.

“[Name].”

“Hm?” You turn back to face your boyfriend only to be pulled against to him. He captures your lips in a kiss. You feel Miyuki bend down in order to grab your thighs so that he can lift you up, but he stops when Takigawa clears his throat.

You break apart from each other. While Miyuki is standing there, shit-eating grin in place, you stare down at the floor embarrassed that you almost let your boyfriend get carried away like that.

“I think it’s best,” Takigawa says, “that you two head back to the school.”

“But, Chris-senpai, what about lunch? This is how –“

“It’s fine, [Name].” He cuts you off, smiling. “I don’t mind.”

“Then I’ll be right back!” You head over to pay for the meal. When you return, you place a quick kiss on Takigawa’s cheek and say, “Thank you so much for all your help, Chris-senpai!” before leaving the café with Miyuki in tow.

After only a few steps, Miyuki stops and pulls you so your back is against his chest. He wraps his strong arms around your waist and whispers in your ear, “Now, now, my little [Name]. How am I going to punish you for today?”

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Yay, another jealousy ask! Sorry for the month long disappearance! Uni has me super busy. And thanks for the 124 followers!!! Here’s a quick little try at jealous Ryo-san. He’s such a problem though because he’s not like a regular guy. Hope you like it, anon! Oh, and you guys can all call me Coco :)

Kominato R.

Kominato peeks out from behind the bushes, watching. Watching his younger brother move his arms around his [Name]. His eyes focus on Haruichi’s hands on your waist. Hands on your hands. Arms wrapped around you. A body lined up behind you. A body that’s not his. A body that’s not his that’s oh so close to something that is very much his.

The feeling burns itself in his throat.

He wants nothing more than to rush out there and rip Haruichi away from you. To lock you away into a little box. One that only he has the key to.

But there’s also anger. You told him that you were studying. Liar.

Kominato watches you turn and wrap your arms around Haruichi, pulling him closer to you. He can’t breath until you finally release the younger boy.

It continues like this for another hour. The two of you just keep at it. Eventually, you tire and decide to call it a day. Haruichi moves around and cleans up the space, and you stand wiping away sweat from your body.

You bend down and lift your shirt, using it to wipe away sweat from your brow. A bruise has already started to form from your time with Haruichi.

Seeing the mark on your skin is the last straw, and Kominato rushes out.

Looking up, you see your boyfriend walked towards you. You freeze in place, caught.

Stopping in front of you, he says. “Haruichi, go away.”

“A-aniki, what are you doing here?”

“Haruichi,” he turns to face the boy, “go.”

“Haruichi, it’s okay.” You offer him a reassuring smile. “You can go.”

When the younger boy is gone, Kominato faces you. “Well?”

“Ryo, what are you doing here?” You laugh nervously. “I thought you were hanging out with the other seniors today.”

“[Name]-chan.”

The way he says your name makes you remember why everyone’s afraid of him the most. Deep down, you know that you shouldn’t have lied to him. But you had wanted to surprise him!

“[Name]-chan. Why were you here with Haruichi?” He asks when you don’t respond. “If you wanted something like this, you could’ve told me.”

“No I couldn’t,” you reply quietly.

“Why not?”

“It was supposed to be a surprise for you! For your birthday! But now you’ve gone and ruined it.” You turn away, pouting, and make to leave.

Kominato wraps his arms around you. “Fine. Consider me surprised.” He turns you to face him and captures your lips in a fierce kiss, leaving you breathless. “But next time you want to learn how to bat, come to me instead.”

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Your Mei scenarios make me giddy and giggle like an idiot. Your writing makes me smile a lot. ^^ I think you're good at fluff!

Omg you are so sweet! And I’m glad you like the scenarios! Mei is such a little cutie, isn’t he? And I’m glad you like the fluff! I’m not very confident in it because I tend to read more angst than fluff.

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So I don’t know if you people have noticed but I’m kind of bad at fluff and updating regularly. But here’s some fake fluff. And like, same, anon. I never paid Mei any mind until a read a scenario for him. So I hope you like this, sorry it’s not very fluffy! Bonus will be another post because I’m lazy and want to be able to post now.

Narumiya

You run towards the dorms. Tears are streaming so quickly down your face that you have to trust that your feet are taking you in the right direction. When you’d called Narumiya, he offered to come to you, but all you really wanted was to get away from Miyuki.

“[Name]!”

You stop and whip around. There’s Narumiya Mei, your best and oldest friend, already waiting for you. Rushing him, you throw your arms around his neck and start crying even harder. His arms wrap around your waist, making you feel secure. And, not for the first time, you find yourself feeling at home in his arms.

“Come here, [Name].” He maneuvers you back towards the bench he’d been sitting on, pulling you down into his lap before rewrapping his arms around you. “Do you want to talk about it?”

Shaking your head, you cuddle closer to him. “Maybe in a little bit. Right now I just want to be here with you.” You bury your head in the crook of his neck. “Sorry I made you come out here though. I know you have that big game tomorrow.”

Narumiya smiles and lightly kisses your temple. “Don’t worry about it, princess. After all, I am the best pitcher in the country, so there’s nothing for me to worry about. Besides,” he tightens his hold on you, “I’d rather be out here with you than in the dorms listening to Itsuki.”

You pull back enough to lock eyes with him. “You should be nicer to him. He’s an underclassman,” you scold him lightly. He starts to pout at that, and you can’t help but laugh. “Don’t make that face at me, Mr. Prince of the Capital.” You place a quick kiss on his nose.

The blonde’s face breaks out into a smile. As he’s wiping away your tears, he asks, “You’re coming to the game, right?” His eyes light up in excitement. “I’m going to make sure it’s a called game!”

“Hey,” you flick him on the forehead, “don’t forget that there are eight other guys out there on the field with you.”

Pout back in place, he responds, “I won’t! But the other team can’t score if the pitcher does his job!”

Leaning against him again, you roll your eyes. “Just try not to give Itsuki too hard a time tomorrow.”

The two of you stay outside and get lost in cuddling and talking. It isn’t until the second-year catcher comes out to find Narumiya that you realize how late it’s gotten.

Sliding off his lap, you bring your arms over your head in a stretch. “I guess I should get back to my dorm.”

Narumiya pulls you into a hug. “I’ll walk yo-“

“No,” you say, shoving him off you. “We’ll end up in my dorm, and you’ll whine about having to walk back and then just crash in the extra bed.” You roll your eyes at his pouting face. “I said no. Besides, you need to be over here for the game tomorrow, remember?”

“[Name] is right, Mei,” Tadano says, trying to get the pitcher to start towards the baseball dorms.

“Wait!” Narumiya shakes off his junior. “Then [Name] will just stay with me!” And off he goes, dragging you towards his room.

Digging your heels into the pavement, you exclaim, “Wait, Mei! I never agreed to that!” You twist yourself to look back at Tadano, who only offers you a helpless smile. With a sigh, you allow Narumiya to continue pulling you after him.

The other members of the baseball look over when Narumiya throws open the door. But he doesn’t stop and continues on towards the stairs. You shout a late greeting behind you at the other guys before the ace tugs you into his room.

“Mei,” you shoot him an annoyed look, which he responds to with a large smile.

“Yes?”

“Why?”

His grin widens. “Why what?”

“Why this,” you gesture all around you. “Why did you drag me up here?”

Narumiya pouts at you. “Because I didn’t want you all alone after what happened today.”

You roll your eyes but can’t stop the smile that forms on your face. “Yeah, okay.” Rummaging through his clothes, you say, “Where’s that shirt I like? If you’re making me stay here, I demand that shirt as ransom!”

“One the one from back in junior high?” He asks, scratching the back of his head.

Shooting him a look, you reply, “Of course that one!”

Narumiya reaches for the bottom of his sweatshirt and pulls it over his head. Then he whips off his shirt and throws to at you. “Here then.”

“Ew, I don’t want it if you’ve been sweating all over it. Gross.”

“Hey! I put in on after my bath, so be quiet!” He grabs the shirt from you and shoves your head through the proper hole. “Besides, you should be lucky that I’m allowing you to wear it!” Mumbling, he adds, “And I don’t smell bad anyway.”

“I can put a shirt on by myself!” You take the next few minutes wrestling Narumiya’s shirt on and yours off. “And yes you really do. After games you always smell awful. Worse than anyone else on the team,” you tease.

Before you know it, the ace tackles you to the ground, tickling you mercilessly. It’s all very unfair, you think, because your best friend is absolutely not ticklish at all, so what he’s doing is basically cheating. Eventually, probably around the time you start choking on air, Narumiya stops and flops down next to you.

“Hey,” you poke in on the shoulder, “you have to pitch tomorrow. So don’t fall asleep on the ground again. I’ll have to get Masa, and then you’ll be in trouble.”

The blonde turns onto his side and pulls you close to him, mumbling something into your shoulder. When you try to get up, he hold tightens. “Let’s just stay like this for a little while,” he says, speaking through a yawn.

After a few more moments, his guard is sufficiently lowered, and you’re able to slide out of his arms. The loss of contact has him whining and pouting. With a kiss on the forehead and the promise of more cuddles, you’re able to coerce him up his ladder and onto his bed. A bed he quickly drags you onto. Arms rewrapping around you, he holds you close.

Neither of you speak; soon you’re both sure that the other is asleep. Until…

“Mei? Are you still awake?” You whisper quietly into the darkness.

“Hmm?”

“What kind of girls would you what to date?”

You can feel him go rigid next to you.

“Why?”

You sigh and cuddle closer. “It’s just that… Kazuya… The girl he was with isn’t really known for being very nice and is actually kind of mean.” You tilt your head up to look at Narumiya’s face. “Is that what boys like? Mean?”

The third-year pulls you even closer and tucks your head under his chin. “No,” he says very firmly. “Maybe some guys are into that, but you can do better than those guys.”

Smiling, you start to drift off, lulled to sleep by the sound of Narumiya’s heartbeat and the warmth from his embrace. “I guess I just need to find someone like you,” you reply drowsily.

You feel him sigh. “Why bother with someone ‘like’ me when you could just have me?”

Filing it away as something to talk to him about tomorrow, you finally float away to unconsciousness.

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First attempt at headcannon-y thing, so I hope you like it, anon! Also, this whole breaking asks up thing is probably going to be a regular thing. It’s just overall easier to get them done. (Not long, but now I’m used to the cut so...) (Also, I’m so sorry about Eijun’s because it’s awful because I can only see him with Chris and Miyuki, but I tried!)

Narumiya

He dates the parent of the friend group. Because he can be really ridiculous and childish, Narumiya needs someone who has the patience to deal with his ridiculousness.

It has to be someone who knows how to pick their battles since everyone knows Narumiya wants what he wants. They have to be willing to concede over the little things while still being strong enough to hold firm to the things that are important to them. Because, if they let Narumiya run the show, they’ll end up being frustrated and possibly resenting him, but if they fight him over everything, then the relationship doesn’t stand a chance.

This ace would probably be best with someone who indirectly shares his love of being the center of attention (so long as that isn’t their first priority). But that doesn’t mean that he’s no good with those who are shy; he’d just have to control himself and keep from literally dragging them out into the spotlight.

Overall, Narumiya just needs someone who will be able to grow with him and keep him happy without letting him run over them.

Sawamura

Sawamura really can’t go wrong when it comes to dating. Look at him team, they’re all so different from each other, but they all care for, respect, and love the pitcher.

But because Sawamura’s whole life mood is sometimes tethered to a single pitch, he would do best with someone solid, in an emotional and mental sense. However, that doesn’t mean that they have to be perfect; he’s more than willing to push anything he’s going through to help them (which would end up helping him in the end, probably).

He’d mesh better with another extrovert right off the bat, just because it’s easier. But he’s probably better off dating an introvert. But expect to have to have a conversation at some point along the lines of “Eijun, sometimes I just need space, and I need you to leave me alone. No, no, Eijun, don’t look like that. Don’t cry! It’s not you; you didn’t do anything! Wait, let me explain!” because at first he really won’t understand the whole exhausted-from-peopleing thing.

Someone cool, calm, and collected would perfectly fit the bill for this sunshine child. Sawamura’s already chockfull of energy and emotions, so finding someone who would be balance him out would be best. But overall, he can’t really miss when it comes to dating.

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@celestialcyndaquil thank you so much! (Sorry it took me so long to reply, I posted on the wrong blog and only just realized because I’m an idiot.)

And thank you as well, anon! I’m glad that people like these!

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Christmas has passed, but shhhhh this is still sort of Christmas-themed. By the way, sorry for just disappearing; holidays are rough on little introvert me. This is also kind of short, so I’m sorry, anon! I hope you like it though!

Yuuki

You absolutely and completely don’t understand it. But, for whatever ridiculous reason, your fiancé has decided that he doesn’t need you. Personally, you think that this is one of those ‘I’m a manly man. Just look at my manly man-ness.’ things. That’s the only reason that you can think of for Yuuki doing something so stupid.

Still, nothing you said to him could dissuade him, so here you are inside. While your idiot future husband is up a ladder taking down the fairy lights. Despite having yelled up to him about how you weren’t going to the hospital with him when he falls and breaks something, you’re stuck on the couch, sitting and worrying out of your mind about him.

Just being out there on the ladder by himself is dangerous enough. (Because “No, it’s fine. You can go inside. I’ve got this. No, I don’t need to call Jun.” is apparently a good answer when faced with normal ladder safety precautions.) But, with the added biting chill outside, Yuuki is pushing it.

To take your mind off of all the recklessness outside, you begin to make tea. It’s not so Yuuki has something hot for when he comes back in, you try to convince yourself. When you’re done, you pour yourself a cup and go return to your seat on the couch, the only place you can see outside to see if you still have a fiancé.

After a few more minutes, you hear him slowly descending the ladder. You wrap your arms around your legs to keep from jumping up to meet him at the door. Schooling an upset look on your face, you wait for when he comes in the living room.

Yuuki enters and offers you a sheepish expression. “So, it probably was a bad idea to take down the lights today.”

You just turn to face forward again. “There’s tea in the kitchen. Be sure to warm up. You have a game this weekend, and it would be bad for you to get sick.”

Not expecting him to pick you up and plop you down on his lap, you scream in surprise. When you shoot him an annoyed look, he just smiles at you. “You said ‘to warm up,’ so I am.” And you shriek when he slips his icy hands up your shirt and drag them across your stomach.

“Tetsuya, let go! You’re freezing!” You try to squirm out of his grasp but to no avail. And after a few more struggle attempts, you concede to being force cuddled.

Yuuki begins planting kisses on your exposed neck in an attempt to placate you. You shiver from the cold when his nose brushes against you. He responds by tightening his hold on you. Finally, you sink back into him, turning your head so you can brush your lips against his.

“Wait a minute,” he growls quietly in your ear. You turn back to look at him. “Kiss me properly.”

And you can’t help it.

You burst out laughing. How can you not when your scary-on-the-field-and-in-the-batter’s-box fiancé is basically pouting because he wants a kiss? Your laughter gets cut off by a gasp when he lifts you from his lap and replaces you so that you’re straddling him. Leaning your forehead against his, you smile and ask, laughter still in your voice, “Can I help you?”

Yuuki re-wraps his arms around your waist and lifts his mouth up to capture yours. Your arms slip around his neck, one of your hands sliding itself through his hair. He pulls you closer to him and deepens the kiss.

When the kiss breaks, you’re both flush and panting. You smile down at him and place a chaste kiss against his lips before getting up from his lap. He catches your hand as you move away and lets you pull him along with you.

You lead him over to the front door. “I’m going to go shower and get ready.”

The baseman smiles at you and says, “I’ll join you.” He’s leaning down to capture your lips again when you push him outside.

“Nope. Go put the ladder away and clean up out here.”

At his bewildered look, you roll your eyes.

“You were extremely stupid earlier. You’re not getting rewarded for that.”

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Scenario in question

Worry not, dear anon, reader is not cheating on poor Toujou. Kanemaru was shaking his head because he and reader had plans to do something for Toujou. I don’t know what, birthday gift shopping or surprise party planning, something like that. But it was because they love him.

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So, here’s half of this one. Because Tetsu doesn’t want to be Christmasy right now and I haven’t posted in forever. As usual, I have no idea what happened with this...

Narumiya

You’ll never know what exactly it was that compelled you to agree to wrap presents with your boyfriend. Most likely, it was him pulling out the teary-eyed pout he always used to get his way. Regardless, here you are sitting with Narumiya on the floor of his dorm room wrapping presents together. That’s is, if you count you wrapping presents and him doing his best to distract you, together.

“Who’s this one for?” He asks, holding a can of body spray paint.

“Oh, that’s for Shirakawa. So when Carlos takes off his shirt, he’ll be able to just spray paint a new one on him.” You take the can from him and begin wrapping it. “Hey, Mei.” You gesture towards a teddy bear holding a ‘you’re the best’ sign. “Who’s that for?”

Narumiya looks at you, smirking. He grabs the bear and cuddles it to his chest. “This? This is for Saku-chan.”

You look up, completely forgetting about finishing wrapping. “What?” Your tone is harsh, and your eyes are cold. Tanaka Sakura is the president of your boyfriend’s fanclub at school. And despite him having a girlfriend, she still confesses to him regularly.

He smiles over at you. “Yeah, I saw it in the store, and I just had to get it for her. You know how much she does for me all th- Hey, [Name]! Where are you going?!”

Walking down the hall away from his room, you’re silently fuming. What was he thinking?! Getting a gift for another girl, especially Tanaka. You’re so mad at your jerk of a boyfriend that you end up walking right into his captain.

“[Name]-chan, are you alright?”

You offer the catcher a strained smile. “Oh, hey, Masa-san. Yeah, I’m fine.”

Obviously, he doesn’t believe you and can tell you’re upset. “Are you sure you’re alright? You can talk to me, you know.”

At his words, you feel tears spill over your cheeks. You move towards him, and he’s quick to wrap you in a hug. “It’s Mei.”

The third-year sighs, knowing how your boyfriend can be. He herds you into his room and sits you on the bed. “Alright, so what’s he done now?”

Pouting, you shake your head. “No, it’s okay. I was just gonna go home and not come back until Mei realizes what he’s done.”

Harada gives you a look. “You do know that there’s a huge possibility that he might never realize what he’s done, right?”

When the only answer he gets is more pouting, he thinks about his options. He knows that leaving this in the second-year’s hands for fixing is an awful idea. And you seem too upset to be able to rational go back and deal with whatever the boy has done. So, all that leaves is him to fix the pitcher’s mess. Typical.

“Alright, come here.” He pulls you over until you’re comfortably cuddled against his side. “Now, [Name]-chan, just tell Masa-nii what happened, and he’ll fix it.”

You snuggle closer to the older boy. He really is the only person that you can talk to about Mei. So you decide to tell him what happened. You also take the chance to explain to him that you’re worried about Narumiya leaving you, not just for Tanaka, but for anyone.

Harada stays silent the entire time, wondering how Narumiya let you feel like this. When you finish, before he has a chance to respond, the door to his room is flung open.

“Masa-san! Help! [Name] went missing! They must be walking home alone! Help me find them! They could be being murdered or kidnapped or- [Name], what are doing in here? Masa-san, get away from [Name]!!!” Your boyfriend rushes in and rips you away from Harada’s side.

You and Harada look at each other, both trying to catch up with your whirlwind of a boyfriend. But it only takes you a moment to remember that you’re mad at him. You pull free from his hold, sit back on Harada’s bed, and proceed to ignore the blonde.

Before the pitcher can do anything, Harada hauls himself up and drags the second-year from the room, closing the door behind him. They must’ve gone further down the hall because you can only hear muffled voices from where you’re sitting.

When they come back in, Narumiya rushes you. His arms wrap around you and pull you in a bone-crushing hug. You shoot a questioning glance at Harada, who just smiles back at you in response. Trying to extract yourself from your boyfriend’s arms, you say to him, “I don’t know what you and Masa-san talked about, but I’m still mad at you. So let me go.”

He tightens his arms around you. “We should talk,” he replies, sounding serious. Picking you up bridal style, he nods in thanks to Harada before carrying you back to his room. The pitcher sets you down gently on the bed before going and closing the door. He makes his way back to your side and cuddles against you, burying his head against your neck.

You hear him mumble something against your skin and lean back to look at him. “What did you say?”

“I’m sorry, [Name].” Narumiya looks straight at you. His usually sparkling blue eyes are dark, and you can see the storm behind him. “Masa-san told me about what you said. And I didn’t mean to make you feel that way.” He reaches down and grabs the teddy bear. “This isn’t actually for Saku-chan. It’s for Masa-san.” You shoot him a slightly disbelieving look. And he smiles sheepishly back at you.

You move so that you’re no longer crowded by him and angrily ask, “Why did you say it was for Tanaka then?”

Looking down ashamed, he reaches out for your hand before stopping and just letting him arm fall down between you. “I just… Saying it was… Because you always… I’m usually the one who…”

There’s a pull on your heartstrings as you watch your usually overconfident boyfriend stumble around for words. You reach out and intertwine your hand with his. “Mei,” your voice is much kinder than before, “why did you say it was for Tanaka?”

And then he’s ranting. “Because you’re always the one that makes me feel better, and it’s not fair! Whenever other boys talk to you, I can’t help but get jealous! And you never get anything when other girls talk to me. You’re always just okay with it! Except when it’s Saku-chan, and then you get all irritated. And then I finally get to be the one who grabs your hand and gives you the ‘you have nothing to worry about’ kiss.” He sighs, looking dejected. “Whenever the other boys talk to you, I always worry that you’ll decide that any of them would be better for you than me.” Eyes full of unshed tears, he looks up at you. “Why don’t you always get worried about losing me?”

Your heart breaks at him sounding so lost and scared. “Mei,” you move closer to him, resting your forehead against his. “Sweetie, I do get worried about losing you.” You give him a chaste kiss on the lips. “But I just want you to be happy, no matter who you end up with.” His arms wrap around your waist, and you settle onto his lap. “That’s how much I love you. You’re more important to me than I am to myself.”

Narumiya buries his head back into the crook of your neck. You only move when you feel his tears start to fall. Wiping them away, you litter kisses across his entire face before finally stopping at his lips. Your quick kisses soon turn into a make-out session though.

“Mei, wait,” you say as his maneuvers you back onto the bed. “We still need to finish wrapping the presents.”

With a wicked smile on his face, he says, “That can wait.” He places a bow on your hair. “I have a Christmas present that I want to unwrap early.”

[handful-of-daiya-guys]

I love jealous baseballs boys too, anon. Somehow this went from answering the ask to me shamelessly writing scenarios for my headcannon where baseball s/o gets used to make baseball boyfriend do stuff. I’m not even all that sorry.

Lemme know if you want something else, anon. Because I don’t even know what any of these are. Also, thank you @imagine-daiya-art for your dating guide for Toujou. (Under a thing again because length is ridiculous.)

Yuuki

Your lovely dork of a boyfriend is good at many things, most of which mainly require physical skills. He is a very, very talented baseball player, but not that great of a shogi player. Not that you really minded; after all, you love Yuuki for who he is, not because of what he’s good at. However, you do feel a little bad because you know that he’s always bothering his team’s catcher to play against him.

With his training being so busy, it’s nearly a week before the two of you can get away to spend time with each other. And when he finally asks you to hang out that Sunday, you can’t help but feel bad when you turn him down. Yuuki smiles and nods understandingly at your excuse, but you can tell he’s disappointed you’ll have to wait yet another week to go on a date.

That Sunday comes and everything is going fine until you’re seen entering Miyuki’s room by the one and only Sawamura Eijun. The first-year promptly runs off to Kominato Haruichi, who advises him to calm down and talk to Takigawa Chris Yuu about it. So the boy then runs off to find his beloved senpai, and when he does, he promptly yells, “Chris-senpai! Captain’s [Name] just went into Miyuki’s room! Should we tell him?!” The loudmouth, however, is completely oblivious to the fact that said captain is standing right next to the ex-catcher.

The air in the indoor training space is thick with tension as the other third-years look at their friend waiting to see his reaction. Yuuki’s face is emotionless as he exits the room and heads toward the second-year’s dorm. He reaches to knock on the door when he hears laughing. Frowning, he knocks.

The door opens, and there stands one Miyuki Kazuya. “Oh,” he laughs awkwardly and rubs the back of his head, “Captain, what are you doing here?” The sound of scrambling and cursing could be heard coming from behind him.

“[Name].”

“Oh, um… They aren’t here right now, but if you’d like to try again later then that’s okay.” Miyuki tries to close the door, but the first-baseman stops him and lets himself into the room. Yuuki is greeted by the sight of his precious [Name] sitting atop one of the beds.

You offer him a nervous wave. “Hey, Tetsuya.” You smile at him. “What are you doing here?”

The third-year looks that you and replies, “Sawamura told me you were here.” You can tell that he’s upset, and he’s staring at you more intensely than usual.

Feeling guilty, you look away. “Tetsuya, this isn’t what it looks like.”

“You said you were busy today. You said you had to take your dog to the vet.”

You wince, not your best choice for an excuse. Sighing, you look up at your boyfriend. “Tetsuya, you’ve been to my house right?” He nods. “Have you ever seen a dog at my house?”

He thinks before slowly replying, “You don’t have a dog, do you?”

You shake your head no. And before you can say anything else, he’s walking back out the door. “Testuya, wait!” You run after him and grab hold of him arm to try and keep him in place.

“[Name], why did you lie to me?”

“Shogi.”

Yuuki looks at you, confused by your answer.

Sighing again, you wrap your arms around him. “I know how much you like to play shogi, so I asked Miyuki to teach me how to play.” You look up at him and see his eyes often and a smile forming. “It’s what I’ve been doing while you’re busy with all that extra practice you give yourself. Miyuki says I’ve gotten pretty good.”

He lights up at that. “Really? Let’s go play now.” He grabs your hand to pull you back towards Miyuki’s room.

You pull your hand away from his. “Nope. If your clothes are any indication, you were in the middle of practice.” He grabs your hand again and continues to move you towards the room as if telling you it’s fine and doesn’t matter. But you pull away again. “Besides, it was supposed to be a surprise. And you and Sawamura ruined it.” You pout cutely. “I don’t know if I even want to play with you anymore.”

You walk away, smile on your face. While he’s left standing there wondering how valuable Sawamura really is to the team.

Narumiya

You’ve been spending a lot of time with Tadano Itsuki lately. The first-year was still having problems controlling your childish boyfriend. The catcher felt like he should be able to handle him like his predecessor had, while you tried to explain to him that Narumiya didn’t listen to Harada at first either. Finally, you decide that you need to have a talk with the ace about being a better upperclassman to his poor teammate.

Leaving Tadano, you head towards your pitcher’s room. “Mei?” You say, knocking on the door. When he doesn’t answer, you inch open the door and peer inside. “Mei, sweetie, are you in here?” You don’t get a response, but you do see a suspiciously ace-sized lump on the bunk. You enter, closing the door behind you, and climb the ladder. “Mei, are you asleep?” You peel back the blanket enough to see your boyfriend’s pouting face.

When he sees you, Narumiya huffs and flips over to face the wall. For the next twenty minutes you try to get him to talk to you but to no avail. Eventually you get fed up with his juvenile behavior and threaten to leave. He doesn’t speak until you’re about the open the door to go.

“Going back to Itsuki?”

The jealousy and petulance in his tone is almost tangible. And finally, the reason for his behavior becomes clear. You smile and climb back onto his bed. Climbing over him, you slip under the blanket to cuddle into his arms.

Deciding to tease him a bit, you say, “Hey, Mei. Itsuki and I talk a lot you know. More than you and I talk. Sometimes we just spend hours together while we-“ Before you can go further, Narumiya flips over again, back facing you. You laugh, drag him so his back is on the mattress, and settle on top of him. “You know what we talk about though?” The blonde stares at the ceiling and can’t help but pout. “You.”

His eyes shoot to yours faster than a bullet train. “Really?” He sounds hopeful, maybe even a little excited. And you wonder for a second if he might actually have been worried for real.

Smiling, you nod reassuringly. “Yes. Actually, all we talk about is you.”

Narumiya smirks for a moment before frowning. “But why do you have to talk about me with him? Why can’t you talk about me with me?” He’s whining, and you can tell he’s back to normal.

You laugh and place a chaste kiss on his lips. “You know what? If you don’t want me to talk to him, it’s really simple.” His eyes stare at you, waiting for you to finish. “The better senpai you are to Itsuki, the less I’ll have to talk to him.”

He thinks about it for a moment before opening his mouth to speak. But before he says anything, you cut him off with a kiss. After all, as much as you love him, an I’m-sorry-for-worrying-you make-out session is a lot better than his I’m-the-best-at-everything speech.

Shirakawa

Yesterday Shirakawa decided that you were incapable of fending off the advances of other young men. Of course you disagreed, not that it mattered. And here you are, one fight later, sitting near the baseball fields doing your homework. The weather is nice, so you really don’t mind being outside instead of in the stuffy library.

Normally you wouldn’t have caved about something like this, but during the fight, your possessive boyfriend blushed. Not just any blush either; it was his ‘I really care about you and you’re making me have feelings stop right this instant’ blush. It happened right after you asked him why he was making such a big deal out of nothing. He got all quiet, looked down at the ground, and blushed. It was the most adorable sight you’d ever seen.

And that’s why you are laying on the grass doing your assignments. You’re almost done when Harada calls you over. You’ve never talked much to the captain, so walking over, you wonder what he could want from you. You’re able to talk for about five minutes before your boyfriend shows up, death glare in place.

“[Name], shouldn’t you be doing homework? Or are you not smart enough to do it on your own?”

You roll your eyes at that. Knowing how he can be sometimes, you don’t take his words to heart and return your gaze to Harada. “I don’t really think it’s a good idea. Doing something like that would probably just cause more problems than anything else.”

Harada nods and walks back to the dugout after thanking for your time. Now you’re (relatively) alone with a very angry boyfriend. As you turn to go back to your work, Shirakawa’s arm shoots out and grabs your wrist. You look back at him with a frown and pull at your arm, testing how strong his grip is. You’re pretty sure it’ll bruise.

“Kats-“

“Be quiet,” he hisses at you. His grip on your wrist tightens even more. “So what were the two of you talking about, huh? Was he asking you out? Is that what’s not a good idea? Because I can assure you, that’s a very bad idea.”

Your voice is quiet and can barely be heard over his seething. “Katsu, you’re hurting me.”

The second those words leave your lips he releases you. He backs up and refuses to look at you. Despite what he may think, you’re not afraid of him. You know that he would never knowingly hurt you. So you walk up to him and pinch his arm. Hard.

He shoots you an annoyed look, which you answer with a smile. “Harada just came to ask me about your attitude. You’re going to be a senior soon and need to try and not talk as harshly to the future freshmen.” Before he can say anything, you continue, “I told him that trying to make you change wasn’t a good idea.”

Shirakawa smirks and pulls you into a hug. He places a kiss on the top of your head in a rare display of public affection. Mumbling something, his arms tighten around you.

“Hm?” You lean back to look at him. “What did you say?”

“I’m sorry,” he repeats, gingerly lifting up your bruised wrist.

“Just make sure you don’t do it again.” You stretch to give him a quick peck on the lips. He blushes in response. “Otherwise I’ll handcuff you to Mei and Carlos for a week.”

Kamiya

All of this was just a big misunderstanding. Yes, you were alone with Fukui in his room. Yes, it was late at night. Yes, he was offering to walk you home. And yes, your boyfriend hadn’t even known you were in the dorms. But that didn’t mean Fukui had been taking advantage of you.

Unfortunately for you, your boyfriend doesn’t seem to agree. This would explain why he is currently holding his baseball captain up off the ground by the collar. And nothing you’re able to say is helping to calm him down.

The other members of Inashiro are all standing around watching, not quite sure what to do. Kamiya isn’t one to act like this; this level of dramatics is usually reserved for their ace. The center fielder doesn’t even seem to feel at all threatened when said ace threatens to go get their previous captain, Harada.

So, you do the only thing you can think of to get your completely over the top slightly protective boyfriend to release the poor boy. You sigh dramatically. “Oh well. Looks like I’ll just have to walk home alone in the dark all by myself.” Your boyfriend is walking beside you, arm around your waist, before you’re even close to the door.

You’re about halfway home before Kamiya breaks the silence. “So why were you in his room?” He tries to sound casual and unbothered, but you’re going to have finger-shaped bruises on your waist tomorrow from how tight his grip is.

“He just wanted to talk to me about something.” You try to keep your voice light. A fight with your boyfriend two days before his next game isn’t really something you want.

“And you had to do that alone in his room?” The edge in his voice is unmistakable. And you realize that this possessiveness is something you’ll need to talk about later.

“It was about someone on the team. We wanted to keep it as a private conversation.”

“Who was it about?” Naturally, you don’t respond to this, and Kamiya thinks about how to get you to answer. Because he wants an answer and he’s going to get it. So, he does the only thing he can do to make you answer.

At first you ignore the pokes. They aren’t that bad, and you can take it. However, the closer you get to your house, the more frequent they are. Soon you’re seething with annoyance and ready to break all ten of your boyfriend’s pretty little fingers. You’re not going to break. You’re not going to break. You are NOT going to break. YOU ARE NOT – “We were talking about you!” You practically scream.

He looks at you confused. “Me?”

You roll your eyes. “Yes, you. Who else would it have been?” You slap away the arm he tries to wrap around you. “Your desire for constant complete nudity annoys every single one of your teammates. Fukui came to me hoping that I’d be able to get you to stop.” You duck out from underneath the arm he places around your shoulder. “And I sympathize with your team.” The two of you finally reach your house. “So, if you are anymore nude than topless, I wouldn’t be hanging out at the dorms with you anymore.”

“Wait, what? You can’t be serio-“ is as far as he gets as you shut the door in his face. That night you ignore his texts asking if you meant what you said. After all, you need some kind of revenge for his annoying poking.

Toujou

If anyone asks, you’re not avoiding your boyfriend. And you haven’t been spending an unusual amount of time with Kanemaru. Expect for that you are and have been for the last two weeks.

It’s weird because Toujou hasn’t said anything about it. He’s just been accepting your excuses for why you can’t hang out. It almost has you worried; maybe he doesn’t care about you anymore?

When you stop by Kanemaru’s classroom, Toujou is there with him. You greet both boys, and your boyfriend places a kiss on your cheek. He wraps an arm around your waist and starts to speak to you. While he’s talking, you and Kanemaru are busy shooting each other looks.

“Well, [Name], what do you think?” He asks you.

Your eyes return to your boyfriend. “What do I think about what?” Feeling guilty because you weren’t listening to him, you cuddle closer to him.

He smiles down at you. “We haven’t been able to hang out lately, so I was wondering what you thought about us having a day-long date to make up for lost time. This Sunday because we don’t have practice.”

You panic for just a moment. “Um… This Sunday?” Your eyes dart to Kanemaru who subtly shakes his head no. “I’m busy this Sunday.” That little exchange doesn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend though.

Smile a little dimmer now, he nods and kisses your temple. Break is about to end, so the two of you decide to go back to your classrooms. Waving bye to Kanemaru, you both walk out. Only you don’t go to your classrooms because Toujou pulls you down a secluded hallway.

“[Name], what’s going on with you? We barely talk anymore.” His hands find yours, and your heart breaks a little when you feel him shaking. “Have I done something wrong?” You can’t bear to look the center fielder in the eyes, afraid of what you’ll find. “And lately you’re always with Kanemaru.” He’s rambling now. “At first I was really excited that the two of you were getting along so well. After all, you’re both so important to me. But now you spend more time with him, and I miss spending time with you, [Name].” Toujou leans down and places his head on your shoulder. “I just… I miss you.”

“Hideaki,” you throw your arms around him, “I’ve missed you too.” His arms wrap around you. And you just cling tighter to him. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel like that.” Tears start to fall, crashing down onto his shirt. “You didn’t do anything wrong. You’re perfect; I’m the one that’s awful!”

Toujou gently grabs your chin and lifts your head. He silences you with a sweet kiss, which evolves into desperate making out. It feels like forever since you’ve been in his arms like this. When you finally break apart for air, he takes the opportunity to wipe away your tears. Kissing the trail that your tears made, he continually whispers ‘I love you’s.

Despite his words, you feel the need to ask, “Are we okay?”

He nods and places a kiss on your forehead. “Yeah, we’re okay.”

[handful-of-daiya-guys]

First ask to be answered! Please let me know what you guys think! I don’t even know what happened with any of these… Also, big thanks to @daiyanoask​ whose hcs for Carlos helped me with his. (Under a thing for length.)

Sanada

“Shunpei!” You yell from the confines of your bed. “Go home! I’m feeling much better and stronger and not sick at all!”

“Yeah, yeah, there’s no need to yell. I’m right here.” Sanada says, entering your bedroom. He places a tray containing soup and medicines on your nightstand. “Now time for food and medicine.”

“No,” you respond, turning your head the opposite direction. “I said I was fine!”

Sanada smiles at your childish behavior. “Now, now, [Name]-chan, don’t be like that. I just want to make sure you’ll get better. After all,” he reaches out and ruffles your hair, “I can’t trust you to take care of yourself.”

You turn towards him, pouting. “Shunpei, if you’re going to take care of me, stop being such a meanie.”

He laughs at that and hands you the medicine. “Here take this, and then you can eat.”

You take the pills before looking at him again. “Shunpei?”

“Yes, [Name]-chan?”

You look down at your hands in your lap. “After I eat… you aren’t going to leave are you?”

Sanada raises an eyebrow at you. “Huh? I thought you wanted me to go? So of course I’m going to go.”

Without responding, you grab the soup and start to eat. Sanada sits beside you, noticing the pout that’s made its way back to your face. Once you’re finished, he takes back the bowl.

Getting up, he places a kiss on your head. “Guess I better get going, right?”

But before he can exit your room, you stop him. “Shunpei, wait. You said you wanted me to get better right?”

Looking back at you, he nods.

You begin to nervously chew on your bottom lip, before you work up the courage to reply. When you do, you hold out your arms to him. “In order to get better… I think I need boyfriend cuddles.”

He has a game this weekend. If he gets sick, Raichi will probably come after him with that ridiculous bat of his… But Sanada’s never been able to say no to you yet. And, with how cute you look now, he doubts he’s about to start.

He returns to your bedside, sits next to you, and pulls you into his chest. “Alright, my cute little [Name]-chan. We can cuddle until you get better.”

Mei

“[Name]!” Narumiya whines. “[NAME!]!”

Sighing, you look away from your homework at your childish boyfriend. “What is it, Mei?”

The pitcher, who was leaning against your desk, takes this is permission to practically throw his body onto your desk and over your work. “[Name].”

Shooting Mei a look, you motion for him to move. When he doesn’t, you give him a quick peck on the lips and push him aside. “Mei, I’m very busy right now.”

Narumiya allows himself to slide off your desk and onto the floor. “But, [Name], you’ve already been busy for the past two days.”

“Mei, sweetie, I need to finish this, and I still have to double check my essay.”

Narumiya shoots you a look that tells you want he thinks of that before wrapping his arms around you. He buries his face in your stomach and groans. You return to your homework, one hand writing and the other stroking his hair. It continues like this until your stomach decides to interrupt by growling.

Pulling his head back, Narumiya looks at you. “Have you eaten dinner yet?”

You shook your head. “No, I wanted to finish this first.”

Without another word, Narumiya gets up and exits your dorm. You look after him for a moment before returning to your work. Your boyfriend returns about fifteen minutes later, weighed down with food, all of which he dumbs down on your bed. Grabbing your hand, he drags you to sit down at the food of your bed.

“Mei, what are you doing?” You ask as he begins feeding you various junk foods.

The ace shoots you a smile. “Well, my [Name] wasn’t taking care of herself. So it’s up to me to make sure she’s okay!”

You think about telling him that he should know that junk food isn’t good for you, but your lovely boyfriend was so sweet that you decide against it. You instead move to curl up against him. “Wow, Mei, how did you know to bring all of my favorite things?”

The smile that light up his face makes you completely forget about all the things you have left to do. And you spend the rest of the night cuddling.

Kamiya

“Come on, come on, come on!” You say, dragging your boyfriend behind you. It’s your first anniversary, and the two of you are going to cook a romantic dinner together. Kamiya just lets you drag him along until you get back to your house where you pull him into the kitchen.

The two of you spend the next hour cooking and goofing off. While the food is in the oven, you and he are curled up on the couch, lips locked and arms wrapped around each other. What you didn’t realize is that you got a little too distracted by your boyfriend. It’s the smell of burning food that brings it to your attention.

“Oh, no!” You jump from his lap and run into the kitchen. Pulling open the oven door, you quickly grab the pan inside, forgetting to protect your hands. You toss the pan on top of the stove with a scream.

“[Name]!” Kamiya asks, running into the kitchen. “What’s wrong?!” He sees your red hands and makes quick work of taking care of you. Grabbing your wrists, he walks you over to the sink and puts your hands under cold water.

Tears gather in your eyes as you bite your lip so you don’t whimper in pain. Eventually, you pull your hands out from under the water and turn into your boyfriend’s strong chest. He wraps his arms around you and begins to rub your back.

You both stay like that until he moves to pick you up bridal style and takes back to the couch. He takes your wrist and brings your hands to his face. “How are you?”

Shrugging, you lean back onto him. “It isn’t that bad.”

He brings your hands to his lips and begins to litter your red hands with soft kisses. “My [Name]. What on earth am I going to do with you?”

Sawamura

When your academically challenged boyfriend ran up to you, wide eyes on the verge of tears, to ask for your help with studying for exams, how could you say no? What you didn’t plan on was falling asleep in the middle of helping him study.

Still groggy from sleep, you turn over and nearly topple of the bed.

“Be careful, [Name]!” Sawamura says as he enters your field of vision.

“Eijun? Why are you in my house?”

Sawamura laughs and responses, “[Name], you fell asleep while we were studying last night. You’re still at the dorms. And you should just be lucky it’s the weekend, so there’s no school.”

You groaned. “I need to start getting more sleep. Did we at least finish studying?” You ask getting up from the bed.

“Not even close actually.” He smiles and lifts you up bridal style. “But we can worry about that later. You said you needed more sleep.” He places you back on the bed and wraps his arms around you. “Sleep now, study later. You have to start taking better care of yourself.”

Rolling your eyes, you smack him on the arm. “I don’t want to hear that from you, Mister Run-Until-I-Die.” But still, you turn in his arm and cuddle into his chest. “Besides, isn’t that why I have you? To take care of me?”

Sawamura smiles again, wide enough to split his face. Placing a kiss on the top of your head, he pulls you closer. “Yeah, that’s why you have me.”