#HiGH&LOW sanemoa

[airbendertendou]

UNTiL YOU LOVE ME! ♥︎ sanemoa shoji

synopsis : it’s up to tsuji and shiba to watch after you — unofficially, but they made a silent promise to your older brother to make sure you’re safe in their care.

cw : todoroki!reader, called ducky / little duck, they call todo boss , shoji referred to as braid boy a lot

song inspo ; paparazzi by lady gaga

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“You’ve scuffed your shoes, ducky.” You look down at said sneakers, seeing the streak of black across the lightened color. Tsuji raises an eyebrow over his sunglasses, tapping the edge of your shoe with his own. “Boss’ll be pissed.”

Shibaman tsks, tapping your shoulder playfully. “You just got those!”

You roll your eyes, trying to hold your smile and keep your face stern. “Why are you two more concerned about my shoes than me?”

It’s Shibaman who laughs first — a loud, rattling laugh that seems to shake the bus you’re on. Tsuji keeps quiet but grins, shaking his head as your own cackle builds up.

And then the bus is halted to a screeching stop.

Standing cautiously, two hands are held out to you silently. Stay here, they plead. Stay where it’s safe. We’ll check it out.

You do as they silently advise, peeking out of the bus window to see a crowd of high schoolers. You gulp, phone trembling in your hand as you send your brother a message you hope he receives.

“Oh, Todoroki!” A voice calls out. A breath leaves your parted lips, shaking the whole way through. “We’re just looking for your pal, Todoroki.”

Maybe you could distract them for a bit — cause chaos long enough for help to arrive. With that thought in mind, you and your newly scuffed shoes make your way down the empty bus aisle. Wobbly knees hinge until you’re standing on the last step.

It’s silent, all eyes on you as you land onto the street.

“Yes?” You say, poised and calm as if your heart isn’t racing in your chest. Shibaman is on your left instantly, his elbow nudging until your back is to the bus. Tsuji covers you both.

A voice creeps up, “who’s this?”

Your head is held high, chin pointed forward. “Todoroki. You were calling for me…?”

A boy — in a uniform your brother used to wear — steps through the crowd. His hair is braided into boxer braids, eyes narrow as he looks you over. “You. What do you know about Todoroki?”

You gulp. Tsuji is looking at you from the corner of his eye — nothing. Say nothing. You heed his warning, “why?”

A loud laugh — stinging and awful to your confidence — pierces through the quiet abruptly. The stranger claps, “what the hell is this? A joke?”

Braid boy holds a hand out, silencing him at once. His eyes haven’t left you — your own gaze has dropped to Shibaman’s shoes. “You. Why do you know Todoroki?”

“Brother,” it’s out before you can think, “he’s my brother.” Tsuji closes his eyes — Shibaman tenses even further. You raise your eyes to him, “what do you want with him?”

“Oh this is our lucky day!”

“A new toy to play with!”

“Todoroki? A brother?”

“Ducky.” Shibaman has leaned in to speak lowly in your ear. “When Tsuji says so, run. Until you get to town ; until you get to Oya. You run.”

“But—“

“Little duck,” Tsuji’s smile is weak ; submitted, “do as we say.”

Before you can move, arms are wrapped into your own. With a screech, you kick and wiggle as hard as you can. Tsuji lets out a yell, but is soon surrounded and fighting on his own. Shibaman frees you before another crowd is around him.

Warm, calloused hands grab you by the upper arm, pulling you from the fights. You yell out for your friends — this was an abush and they could be killed. Tsuji alreadys sounds weakened and you can no longer see Shibaman.

"Stay," it's breathed against your ear. You are turned around, away from the view of the fight and closer to the surrounding buildings. "Stay out of the fight. It's safe over here."

"Let me go!"

Your friends' pained yells echo in your ears, bouncing in and out of your thoughts. Braid boy stands in front of you now, his hands cupping your own as he places them over your ears as he watched the fight over your shoulder. His eyes meet yours, "they wanted to protect you, right? Stay here."

Tears well up into your eyes before you can stop them. Your lower lip wobbles — you can still hear the fight, muffled as it was. Braid boy softens at your tears, his shoulders drooping. "Oh, don't—"

"Your turn, cutie!"

"Hey!" A hand reaches, grasping at your bag before you're pulled away from it. Braid boy snarls — he's no longer the softened, tender boy you were staring at previously. "This one's off limits. Time to go."

Various groans of refusal are heard — braid boy's voice deepens. "I said time to go!"

As he leaves, his eyes meet your tear-stained ones one last time. His mouth parts, going to speak, before he shakes his head and simply leaves.

Your knees hit the concrete below you as you kneel between Shiba and Tsuji. Hiccuping, you shakily type a number on your phone. He picks up after the third ring. "Yosuke? I— there was an accident."

—— after the movie ——

Your brother leads you aimlessly, telling you about his recent fishing trip. He denies letting you meet this Odajima friend of his — must be a cute guy, then. You frown behind him, squinting with your arms crossed. "Are you leading me to a trap? I've broken Tsuji's nose before, you know."

"I remember," your brother lets out a bark of a laugh. Todoroki stuffs his hands in his pockets, "that was funny. You should do it again."

"To who? Fujio? Yasushi? Their reactions would be funny."

A throat is cleared in front of you, the sound of shoes shuffling against pavement paired with it. You look up, eyes widening. "Hello."

Braid boy stands in front of you, braids gone from his hair. It hangs loosely to his cheekbones, his shirt messily tucked in and arms stiffly at his sides. Your brother tilts his head, "you're early."

You whip your head his way, "you're friendly with this guy? After that fight he caused?"

"Well," Todoroki crosses his arms, "we came to an agreement."

Your eye twitches. "What sort of agreement, brother?"

The stranger clears his throat again. He bows at the waist, hair curtaining in front of him. "I owe you an apology, as well. We didn't know you'd be with the Oya boys. You shouldn't have seen that fight."

"I've seen other fights before," you speak stubbornly. Todoroki bumps your arm, giving you a stern look. You sigh, "okay. Apology accepted. Now what?"

He stands once more, twiddling with his fingers as he looks to the side. Todoroki lets out his own sigh, rolling his eyes. "Todoroki [Name], this is Sanemoa Shoji. Shoji thinks you're pretty and wants to take you out. Do you accept?"

Shoji frowns, "why so formal..."

"I—" you look over the boy once more, seeing his heavily pierced ears and bruises on his skin. Usually, you were kept away from any delinquents. But, if your brother was urging you towards this one...

"Sure," you say, "let's go on a date."

Todoroki scoots his glasses up, calm and friendly facade dropping as he glares Shoji's way. "Come back no later than nine tonight. I'll be timing you."

——♥︎——

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Hi honey 🌸 Can i request a fic for Shoji from High and Low ? It can be anything you want 🌸 Im choosing the number 23 💜 Have a great day/night 💜

an angsty-ish number 23 + sanemoa shoji

"WE JUST FUCK THINGS UP YEAH, I NOTICED."

your bottom lip is bleeding as you collapse into the chair closest to you. the sleeve of your sweater covers it, attempting to stop the small blood flow. shoji sits across from you, stone-faced and furious.

you already know what he's going to say before his mouth opens.

"you ruined the plan."

sighing, you roll your eyes, "it's always me ruining the plans. easier to blame someone else or something?"

shoji leans forward, his elbows on his knees as his eyes stay on you. "it wasn't me though, was it?"

you slump further into the chair, checking to make sure your lip has stopped bleeding. the bruise on your right cheekbone is already throbbing ; your knuckles battered and ripped from the hits you'd taken.

silence hits the room, your eyes on the floor as shoji's stay on you. you gulp back your guilt ; gulp back the fear and distaste and lack of safety you feel. "you want me to leave?"

shoji scoffs, rolling his eyes as he relaxes back into his chair. his voice is a mumble, "no. i don't want you to leave."

he never does. he never will.

——♥︎——

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