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Miscommunicating in the Cold [Isagi Yoichi]

❄ Isagi Yoichi x f! reader

❄ notes: proofread, small miscommunication, friends to lovers, fluff,

❄ Day one of the Christmas Series.

❄ Extras: Work count 3.4k+ The first of the best Christmas series. I loved writing this and got carried away with it. I love Isagi and his little quirks Masterlist of series

both of you don't know what or how to say what you feel toward each other leaving misinformation to wonder about.

The winter in Japan always was a sore sight to {Y/n}. She hated the cold weather, the snow piling up on the trees, the ground, and the houses. It bothers her to her core. Along with the days always feeling gloomy, she liked the bright and warm weather. The weather that does conjure up smiles and not depression. Having to keep the heating and bundling up every time you wanted to go outside.

“Hey, {L/n}!” The [h/c]-haired female looked up from her desk to see who called her, it was one of her classmates with a folded-up letter in their hand.

“I have a letter for you,” They say as they drop the letter on the female's desk and bow slightly.

{Y/n} looks at the folded-up letter, she opens it up and reads the small note: After school meet me by the train station. Also, can you buy me a drink on your way here, I promise to pay you back. –Yoichi.

She giggled at the note. Looking over to the door of the classroom, she saw Isagi with a smile on his face and rose-colored cheeks. She smiled at him back before he went back to his class.

The teacher was at the board at the front of the class teaching his lesson. {Y/n} wasn’t paying a single mind to her teacher as she looked out the window. The soft snow falling from the sky reminded her of how much she hated it. Hated seeing the snowfall lay on every surface it could, hating being reminded that it was cold outside.

After school, Isagi was waiting by the train station, where they would meet up and go home but he hopped in giving her the letter that she would know they weren’t going home this time. Isagi heard footsteps behind him, he snapped his head around. To his dismay, it was not who he thought it would be, but it was her best friend.

When the black-haired girl saw raven hair that belonged to a certain someone she walked his way. She thought he would be home by now with her best friend, but it seemed he was waiting for someone.

“Hey, Yoichi!” She called out, “What are you doing? Waiting for someone?” She asks tilting her head ever so slightly in curiosity.

Isagi turned on his heel, his full attention now on the girl in front of him. “Yes, I’m waiting for {Y/n}.” He says politely, even though he doesn’t want her here. “Shouldn’t you be getting home, Miya? The next train is yours.”

“That can wait,” Miya Yuzu says with a smile planning on staying with him.

{Y/n} walks down to the train station with two hot drinks in her hand. She hoped they wouldn’t get cold by the time she met with Isagi. Her eyes widen upon seeing Miya being close to Isagi, touching him and Isagi having to intent to push her away. She knew Miya liked Isagi but seeing it in person did something to her.

Shut up, She cursed at herself. You don’t even like him, why am I being so pressed? He is just a friend. {Y/n} puts on a smile and walks over to the two.

Isagi snapped his head, his blue eyes meeting with a pair of [e/c] ones. He looked the female up and down. His eyes stopped at two warm drinks in her gloved hand. He noticed her cheeks and nose were a little rosey as she didn’t have a scarf to keep her face warm. Detaching himself from Miya he walked over to his friend.

“Thanks, {Y/n},” He says, taking one drink from her hand. “Do you wanna stop by your house so we can drop off our school supplies?” He asks, eyeing her bag that was around her shoulder.

The female nodded, she looked past the male's shoulder to see Miya. She had an idea in her head, one that was brewing the second Isagi moved away from her.

“Can I come with you?” Miya asks, interrupting the two.

“No–”

“Yes,” Isagi cut off {Y/n}. He looked at Miya, a smile on each of their faces.

My body feels cold, {Y/n} thought looking at the two, her [e/c] eyes losing the once happiness for a second. It must be the weather. I despise this gloomy weather. Always makes me feel cold and miserable.

The three of them get on the next train and stop at {Y/n} house. Each of them dropped off their bags and walked around the town. Miya was close with Isagi and yet he still had no intention of pushing her away. {Y/n} was on the far right of Miya as they walked together. She didn’t want to stand next to Isagi as he was already being led around by the petite girl.

Isagi looked over to {Y/n} seeing her walk by herself excluded from the small group. Why does Miya have to do this? Why did I have to say yes when {Y/n} was going to say no? The words just naturally came out. Isagi bashed himself over and over claiming himself stupid.

The three of them walk in silence for a while until Miya says something to {Y/n}. “{Y/n}?” She calls over making her friend look at her, “Can we talk in private real quick?”

The [h/c]-haired female nodes her head as Miya breaks away from Isagi and grabs onto her friend's hand taking her away to talk. Now they both look at each other, {Y/n} being curious as to what Miya needs, while Miya is trying to find the right words to say without being to harsh.

“Can you leave me and Isagi alone?” She asked though it was more of a command.

{Y/n} heart sank to her feet– no it sank deep into the winter snow, only now to be covered as it started to trickle down with snowflakes. She looked at her friend not knowing what words to say, not knowing how to form a sentence anymore.

“You know how much I like, Yoichi. Right now I feel like you are ruining the moment.”

Stunted, {Y/n} was stunned by her friend. She nods with nothing to say. The [h/c]-haired girl waves to her friend and walks away. She meets Isagi who is standing in the same spot they left him, she waves to him with not a word to say.

Isagi watches as {Y/n} walks away from him, he was going to run after her when he hears a noise making him turn his head to see Miya walk gleefully with each step in the crunching snow. Isagi stands confused.

Miya takes his arm and walks dragging the boy with her. A smile on her face as it was just the two of them now.

Isagi walks with her confused. I could have sworn the letter was for {Y/n}. Why is it just Yuzu and I? What did they talk about? And why did {Y/n} seem so sad when she waved? All these thoughts he sought answers to, but he would not ask out loud, not making it awkward.

{Y/n} was waiting in line at a convenience store, she had a bag of bitter dark chocolate, a small cup of noodles, a sparkling drink, and the cash she would pay with. She was next in line so she didn't wait long. It was a weird combo of items but it was all for her lonely self.

She made it home with the paid items in the bag. When she arrived home the items of the other two were sitting on the small bench. She took her bag to her room leaving the other two where they were. She opened the cup of spicy noodles and boiled some water. She popped open the lid of the drink and put the dark chocolate in the freezer, though from the hateful weather, she could let it sit in the snow and freeze much like her heart.

As the female was getting in warm house clothes she heard the boiling water go off. Taking it off the stove and pouring it into her noodles, she put the lid back down along with chopsticks on top to keep the steam in.

Isagi and Miya were walking back to {Y/n}’s house as that is where they left their school bags. Miya had a big grin on her face, big enough to not notice the dissatisfied look on Isagi's face. They made it to {Y/n} place. Isagi knocked on the door awaiting an answer from the person inside, yet nothing. He knocked again and still no answer.

His heart started to race with panic. What if something happened to her? How is he supposed to help if the door is locked? How can he save her if he can't even get in? If he doesn't have a key?

Miya opened the door seeing that it was unlocked. She yelled through the house, “{Y/n} we are here to pick up our stuff!”

“Ok,” was echoed back with little volume and voice.

Isagi grabbed his stuff and walked back out. He looked at Miya who was now in the female house. He didn't care if Miya would call him names, he had to get away from her. He didn't walk, but he ran back to his house.

Now standing in front of his own home he walks in. The crunching sound of the snow beneath his feet as he walked. Closing the door behind him, he slid off his shoes and took off his jacket. Going directly to his room without saying a word to his parent Isagi changed into some nice lounge clothes and went back to greet his parents.

“Did you have fun with {Y/n}?” His mother asks while making supper. “We could invite her to dinner as her parents aren't home yet.”

“No, it's fine. She seemed to be eating something.” He shook his head.

“Oh did you not hang out with her today?”

Again Isagi shook his head, this time sadness in his eyes. An empty stare at his mother. “It seemed {Y/n} didn’t want to hang out today.” He reached into his pocket feeling a can of something. He took it out to see if it was the drink he got from {Y/n}, and he realized he didn’t ask for a price so he would have no idea his much to pay her back.

Dinner was ready and Isagi came out of his room. He sat at the table with his parents, all like a big happy family– or a small happy family. He looked to the set beside him, a spot reserved for {Y/n} when she would come over for supper. His mind only of her, of her in that spot with a smile on her face.

Gosh, stop thinking about her! His mind was a wonderland of just her. She is so pretty— but just a friend. We have been friends for seven years now. Why can’t I get her out?

“Are you going to eat your food, Yoichi?” His mother asked eyeing his plate of barely eaten food, then back at her son seeing he was straying off into the abyss.

Isagi snapped out of his thoughts, looking down at the plate he ate a bite with a smile on his face. “Thanks, mom.”

The next day at school {Y/n} entered the gate alone with no friends by her side. Across the entrance, she saw Miya clinging to Isagi, still the male had no intent to kick her away. Clutching her school bag strap facing her head down and walked away making sure not to face either of them. Her heart felt cold and broken like an icicle falling from the highest mountain. The coldness of her whole body brings an unfamiliar feeling of discomfort, but also a sense of realization, like not having school on a snowy day. He doesn't want her, she can’t be fine with the weather, not even seeing the bright side of the snow. The blizzard caught this uncertain feeling, a day of cold weather when it didn't want you outside, just like how Isagi could only strain further for her, only to be with her best friend.

Isagi looked up from Miya with an uncomfortable smile she seemed not to notice. His blue eyes caught the sight of a huddled frame walking further from the two of them. The girl seemed to not be wearing a scarf and she must be cold. ‘{Y/n}.’ He could out to her through his thoughts as if they could communicate telepathically. The snowflakes started to fall in front of him as he watched the female walk into the school. This feeling of coldness shadowed his body, a day to be outside and enjoy the snow with someone you like, yet the cold weather only lets you be outside for so long. He wanted to break away from Miya, he felt if he broke away then the only connection to the snow would wither away and how else would he be able to see the white snowfall? Such a beautiful sight ripped away from him.

The two of them, Isagi and Miya walk into the school still clinging to each other– or Miya not wanting to let go of the male. {Y/n} was at her getabako putting her outside shoes away and her school ones on. Looking over she saw Miya mulling over Isagi as he was doing the same.

{Y/n} faced the other way, hiding her embarrassed face. She went to her first class and set her items on the table. Looking out the classroom door she saw Miya pull Isagi to their class as they shared first period. They seem happy, She thought with a forced smile on her face genuinely trying to feel happy for them, but she couldn’t be less.

Next class, Isagi saw {Y/n} sitting by herself in her usual spot. Though by now she would have realized him and started to talk, this time was different. She didn’t even look in his direction, this was worse when they were arguing and saying words back and forth cause at least they talked with each other. The male sits in his seat that is right next to hers. Still, she ignores his presence, and as soon as class ends she packs her things and leaves without a single word. As Isagi was leaving the class Miya was waiting for him– yet he ignored her this time.

It felt good to ignore his problem at the moment. Miya meanwhile stood by the door confused as to why he just left her. Why he was following behind {Y/n}. She was ruining them, {Y/n} was running Miya and Isagi as though the snow ruined the ground and the mood of the sky.

{Y/n} went to her class with Isagi tracing behind. It was like that for the rest of the day, a cat and mouse chase over and over with a human interfering trying their hardest to be the special one for the cat to love.

At the end of the day, {Y/n} was putting back on her outdoor shoes along with bundling up for the weather outside. Isagi peered over to her as he was done. He wanted to wait for the right moment to talk to her. A classmate passed Isagi, he gave them a note for them to hand over to the [h/c]-haired female.

“Hey, {L/n}!” The classmates called waving a folded-up note in the air. “I have a gift for you,” they handed her the note as they bowed.

“Get up,” She says with a rather annoyed tone. The classmate smiles at then walks away. {Y/n} read the note: Please please please meet me at the train station. I’ll find you this time, and you don’t have to buy drinks this time. -Yoi-chan.

{Y/n} looked at the note, a smile creeps on her face that she didn’t control. It was a natural reaction. The female laces her shoes up and walks out of the school now to the train station she and Isagi meet up all the time when they can hang out.

Isagi was waiting at the train station with two warm drinks in his hands. He looked around at his surroundings to see if she was there yet. After a while, she finally arrived and the snow started to fall. From where Isagi was standing she looked like an angel, a snow angel created by the hands of God.

{Y/n} walked not seeing Isagi anywhere. She looked back at the now crumbled-up letter in her hand, unfolding every crease she read the letter. It says that Isagi will find her. Yet she doesn't know the said male is lost in a trance while staring at her. Looking at her and seeing she was lost he walked toward her.

“Hey, {Y/n},” He called softly to her.

The female turned around seeing that he had two warm drinks in his hand. Isagi gave her one that he already opened knowing how much she can struggle with gloves on to open the can. The both of them stood there, staring into each other's eyes as if they were lost in an endless battle.

“Yoi, can you answer my question without distracting yourself?” {Y/n} asks sympathy in her eyes.

He nodded his head in response not letting a word escape as he let her speak. “Why don’t you push Miya away? You keep letting her crawl back to you like a leach.”

His blue eyes wideen by her question though it was bound to be asked. He takes a deep breath not knowing how he should answer the question without letting the whole truth out. But he couldn’t stop himself from the truth. “I thought by being close with her then you would want to be with me. That if I was nice to her then you would see me more. I know it’s stupid. You pay attention to me without her being in the way, my parents love having you over for dinner, they love when you are happy. I love it when you are happy {Y/n}. And now having seen you feel sad and left out I realize–” He took a break looking into her pearly [h/c] eyes. Such emotion, such love not even the snow could cover it up. “I realize how much my mind yearns for you, how much my body wants to be close to you in this cold weather.”

“I’m sorry for not saying anything to you, {Y/n}.”

The female stood in her spot. The snow wooshing all around them as the weather picked up, he looked like a mighty god saving her in the wind. His hair slightly shifted with the wind. {Y/n} dropped the can spilling the remains of the drink into the soft layer of snow. Her arms wrapped around his body bringing a warmth to her whole body. Her once ice-cold heart was being heated up by him.

“It’s all my fault, Yoi. I should have spoken louder when you said yes to Miya. You gave the letter to me with that grin on your face. That grin that can’t be covered by the snow.” She nuzzled her whole body into his as he returned her warmth.

“I’m so sorry,” They both speak in unison, tying the knot of their relationship. Serving the ties between any other the two might have with another person.

The winter in Japan was never a sore sight to {Y/n}. She was just never taught how to appreciate it with someone. The snow falling into the trees was a sight to see. Seeing the weather change in front of her eyes and being able to bundle up with someone close who she held dearly in her heart. The snow brought happiness to her, it held her close like a blanket.

Isagi planted a soft kiss on her nose warming up her whole face. “It’s your turn to mull over me, {Y/n}. And I will never want to push you away.”

a/n: this wasn't supposed to be this long, but I love it so much I can't change it. My pookies hope you liked it

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