#High & Low : The Worst X

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YALL SEE THIS??? THE AUTHOR OF WIND BREAKER IS A FAN OF TOKYO REVENGERS AND HIGH AND LOW EEEEKKK!! 🫣🫣🫣🫶🫶🫦

[the-chaotic]

「— Who fell first and who fell harder 2 」

「カオス ― This is part two of this post. I saw the first two episodes of The Worst and that was enough to start writing, lol. Just like the other one, everything is based on scenarios in my head and what I think looking at their faces and this one is also bigger than the other . 」

「pairing ― The Worst era + Bonus. 」

— Oya Koukou ,

Fujio — He fell first but you fell harder.

Tsukasa — You fell first but he fell harder.

Jamuo — He fell first and hardest.

Yasushi — You fell first but he fell harder (Good luck).

Kiyoshi — He fell first and hardest.

Nakaoka — He fell first and hardest.

Nakagoshi — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Suzuran ,

Raoh — You fell first but he fell harder.

Mercy — You fell first but he fell harder.

Binzo — He fell first and hardest.

Magoroku — He fell first but you fell harder.

Kansuke — You fell first but he fell harder.

Kamui — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Housen ,

Sachio — You fell first but he fell harder.

Eimei — He fell first and hardest.

Odajima — You fell first and hardest.

Shoji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Shidaken — He fell first and hardest.

Sabakan — You fell first but he fell harder.

Moji — You fell first but he fell harder.

— The 3 Schools Alliance ,

Amagai — You fell first but he fell harder.

Suzaki — You fell first but he fell harder.

Saboten — He fell first and hardest.

Tsudanuma — You fell first and hardest.

Sameoka — You fell first but he fell harder.

Fujin — He fell first and hardest.

Raijin — He fell first and hardest.

Reiji — He fell first and hardest.

Gandhi — He fell first and hardest.

「— Bonus Part」

「pairing ― Crows Zero 1 and 2. 」

「カオス ― Of course I would have to bring them here because of the crossover in The Worst X. Furthermore, I recently watched both films with my mum and I was sad to not find any of their content, just a oneshot of Genji and other for Rindaman. So here is my little contribution to this fandom! 」

— Suzuran ,

Genji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Chuuta — He fell first and hardest.

Makise — He fell first and hardest.

Izaki — You fell first but he fell harder.

Serizawa — He fell first but you fell harder.

Tokio — You fell first and hardest.

Tokaji — You fell first but he fell harder.

Tsutsumoto — He fell first and hardest.

Manabu (Mikami Brothers) — He fell first and hardest.

Takeshi (Mikami Brothers) — He fell first and hardest.

Rindaman — You fell first but he fell harder.

— Housen ,

Narumi — You fell first and hardest.

Tatsuya — You fell first but he fell harder.

Ryo — You fell first but he fell harder.

Matoba — He fell first and hardest.

Hayato — He fell first and hardest.

Rikiya — He fell first and hardest.

[itagakimizuki]

get a man hasegawa makoto that can do both

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[2.5k] Pairing | Takajo Tsukasa x afab!reader Summary | tsukasa just can't keep his hands off his girlfriend for some strange reason. Maybe he just likes her new perfume? Warnings | 18+ smut, swearing, established relationship, mild angst but not really? Reader is just mad, pet names (baby, babygirl), making out, dry humping, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!), semi-public sex, mentions of alcohol Authors Note | yeah I know all my banners are inconsistent sometimes they just don't wanna do as they're told, I'll figure it out eventually. this was supposed to be a short blurb- Request | someone on discord but I forgot who it was I'm sorry 💀

She was getting worried. No, she was concerned. Four hours in and her head started becoming fuzzy, she wasn’t exactly sure how many more tequila shots she could manage until she crashed. Yet, four hours in and her boyfriend was still a no-show.

It was embarrassing really. Gushing about how sweet her boyfriend was, how loyal he was yet all she’d done since the party started was check her phone. How utterly embarrassing. All she wanted was to introduce Tsukasa, her friend’s birthday party being the perfect opportunity but instead, all she had done was repeat the same excuse the whole night. She thought bringing him to see her crowd would bring them closer, not that she hated the Oya High boys, but there was only so much roughhousing and wound patching a woman could take before a favour turned into a chore. And since she’d just graduated, showing Tsukasa what her lifestyle was like was supposed to be a fun bonding activity, to show him what her life was like.

Sliding her phone into her back pocket for the final time, sighing deeply, y/n adjusted her hair and joined in her friend’s conversation, coincidentally, about their relationships. One of her friends, Sai, had recently got into her first serious one, and hearing her fumble about the dos and don’ts and worry about the little things was refreshing in a way. It was a canon event after all. Her other friend, Yoko, had just dumped her boyfriend, in short, he was a cheater. Enough said. She watched their eyes flicker around the room and back towards her as if they were begging for some explanation of her boyfriend’s whereabouts, or if he was even real to begin with.

“So yeah, I’m really hoping he doesn’t dare show his face here, it’s my birthday after all.” Yoko giggled, sipping her drink.

“Speaking of,” Sai looked directly at y/n, raising her eyebrow, and throwing a smirk, “Where’s this Tsukasa we’ve been hearing about? He is coming, right?”

Y/n’s breath shuddered, her face feeling hot as she opened her mouth to speak. What was she supposed to say? She thought he was coming four hours ago, but that never happened. Her heart pounded, palms beginning to sweat, maybe from the heat of the living room or maybe from the pressure, hard to tell.

She swallowed, a nervous smile upon her lips. Opening her mouth to speak, two arms snaked around her waist, lips placing a kiss to her neck and the familiar spiced cologne engulfing her. Y/n’s body melted back into his, heart relaxing and finally a sense of relief washing over her.

“Right here.” She grinned, Tsukasa resting his head on her shoulder and giving her friends a polite smile. Sai and Yoko giggled and began to shower her with questions upon questions, bombarding her with demands to spill details. Meanwhile, his arms hugged her waist tighter, nose diving back into her neck to soak up whatever the captivating fragrance she wore was. He’d never smelt that one before, and he’d spent a lot of time nestled into her shoulder to know what perfume she was wearing by now. But this one? Oh, this was new. This sent hot flushes through his veins, stomach flipping and deeming him a dizzy lovesick fool. Whatever it was, he couldn’t help but press gently kisses to her jaw, down her neck and to her shoulder, shamelessly while y/n’s friends watched with rose-tinted cheeks and side-eyes, half-listening to y/n’s voice sound like a sweet melody to his ears.

He pulled back, resting his chin on her shoulder, his eyes meeting her friends directly, burning through them. Y/n’s lip tugged into a smirk, he may have been late, but he didn’t disappoint in introductions. She would be lying if she said she wasn’t the slightest bit smug that Tsukasa was all over her in the open, bringing her chatterbox friends speechless by his ways. But regardless, all the heat from her body went straight to her core, thighs doing their best to subtly clench together.

Shoving him roughly into the bathroom, y/n kicked the door closed and locked it. She spun on her heel, pressing her finger into Tsukasa’s chest as he backed into the counter, a proud smirk painted on his face while watching her chest rise and fall with every deep breath she took.

“What fucking time do you call this? Do you know how embarrassing it was to stand out there and have people ask where you were? ‘Kasa, you had one job! All I wanted was to bring you to one of my functions with my friends to show you off!” she rambled, holding back the urge to scream at him, but in the privacy of the bathroom where sound bounced off the tiles, she settled for an appropriate volume.

“M’sorry, baby,” his fingers hooked around her belt loops, purely to pull her into his crotch and get a whiff of her fragrance, “Got into an…altercation and wanted to make sure I looked good for you.”

Y/n dropped her finger, sliding both hands around his nape. Her shoulders dropped in defeat, forehead meeting his collarbone. She could bite anyone’s head off for hours if she wanted, but not his. Tsukasa had this sweet smile and soft voice, never angry and never raised at her. Every word dripping in sincerity.

“When I said meet me for eight, I meant eight on the dot. I told you how much this meant, and you still let me down. What the fuck was so much more important? Huh? You’re a dick, I hope you know that.” She spat, still looking at the floor, voice almost muffled by his shirt.

He chuckled with his shit-eating grin, “Quite the attitude you got, baby.” Unhooking his fingers, his hands met firmly with her hips, rubbing small circles with his thumbs and kissing the top of her head.

Y/n raised her head and looked up at him doe-like eyes boring daggers into his, although slightly hazy, glossy from the shots to get her through his absence, “Yeah? What are you ‘gonna do? Fuck it outta me? Couldn’t even come to the party let alone cum in me.”

Both gazes locked onto each other, watching grins drop into straight faces, eyebrows softening to what could only be assumed as brains thinking while music thumped in the background, slightly muffled but either way the buzz of the bathroom fan kept them grounded to where they stood exactly. Y/n fingers carded through the hairs on the nape of his neck, exactly the way he liked it, the way that made his eyes almost roll to the back of his head. A low grumble left his throat at the way she tugged; gaze locked onto him with a fiery passion burning through her. His cock strained in his jeans painfully, his hands sliding from her hips to her ass, cupping them like his prized possession. She dragged her hand from his neck to his cheek with a feathery weight, taking it into her palm and running the pad of her thumb over his bottom lip. So pretty. His brown, puppy eyes almost pleading for something. So pretty her pussy throbbed with how pathetic he looked under the bright light and some horny song playing from the living room. His limbs surged with adrenaline, her perfume shooting its spell into his veins all over again, going straight to his stiff cock.

Tsukasa pulled her closer, chests pressing into each other and cock proudly introducing itself between her legs, “Babygirl, if you wanted me to fuck you, you could’ve just asked.” His voice vibrated low, pleasant on her ears. So much so that sparks flushed through her. He’d never been this horny, not that she’d been around to witness. Did his dick always feel that good against her?

“We’re in public! What if someone hears?” her eyes widened and eyebrows raised, voice lowering into a whisper-yell. There was only so long you could hide in a bathroom until someone wanted their turn, but at least it was clean, and so far, the coast was clear. Tsukasa’s head leant into her palm, taking her thumb between his lips, and giving it a gentle suck, watching the fire glaze across her eyes. Releasing it from his mouth, letting it rest upon his bottom lip again, he smirked.

“So? Didn’t you want to show me off?”

Standing on her toes she pressed her lips to his, melting into each other hungrily. Tsukasa’s hands kneaded her ass, pushing his pelvis into hers and pulling a moan from her throat. Y/n’s hands found their way to his hair, carding through the stands and gently tugging until he could hold back at least a growl. That was his problem, she knew his weak spots and unfortunately having his hair pulled just made it harder to not rip her clothes off.

Pulling away with a shaky breath, he dove into her neck, taking a long sniff of her god-forsaken perfume again before. She tilted her head slightly, one of his hands moving her hair off her shoulder to douse her neck in open-mouthed kisses, savouring the arousal that led his hips to rut into hers.

Y/n whimpers dripped with saccharine with every nip to her skin, her hand sliding down to this cock to grope it over his jeans, yearning to hear the low growl emit from him, the kind that drenched her panties and made the world a little blurry.

“Such a fuckin’ tease.” He grumbled into her skin, detaching himself from her and throwing his head back. Like a hawk, she watched his Adam’s apple bob, straining whimpers bouncing off the walls and through her ears like her favourite song playing on repeat.

Feeling his cock leak with pre-cum, Tsukasa gripped her wrist, pulling her hand off and spinning her around so her back hit the counter. No words left anyone, just the hot breath from their lips and chests heaving into each other’s.

“You smell s’good, baby. Drivin’ me crazy. What y’wearin’?”

 “Pheromones. Bought it for you.”

 “Fuckin’ hell, c’mere” He kissed her again, lapping their tongues in a languid motion with spit forming a layer on their lips. Reaching down to her cargos and undoing the button, he slipped his hand down her panties, fingers finding her throbbing clit and rubbing slow circles. Moans tore through her, pulling out the kiss to lull her head into his shoulder. Tsukasa chuckled into her neck, fingers soothing and listening to his favourite sounds reverberate, soaking in the fact he made her feel that way.

“More, ‘Kasa,” she withered, goosebumps flooding up her arms and hips rocking into his fingers, “need you, please.”

Two fingers dipped into her slick, sliding through her folds, and feeling her nails dig into his shoulders as her pussy begged for the attention. He slowly pumped his digits, curling them until she wailed out his name, letting her squirm in his hold.

“Shit,” he swore, slipping his fingers out swiftly, spinning y/n around to face the mirror and tugging her cargos, “off. Bend over.”

She obeyed, hastily wiggling her bottoms off, panties in pursuit and following his instructions, catching his eyes in the mirror. Tsukasa fumbled with his belt, tugging his jeans down and pulling his cock out, spitting in his palm and giving it a couple of strokes before lining himself up and letting her cunt swallow him.

“Fuck! ‘Kasa,” she whined, hands laying flat on the marble counter, “S’good.”

Firm hands landing on her hips with a bruising grip, Tsukasa bottomed out and slowly rocked into her warm walls and buried his face into the crook of her neck. Y/n’s jaw fell open, adrenaline feeling like electrical surges in her veins and fogging her mind like the mirror in front of her, the one she watched her boyfriend increase his pace. What began as gentle grinding turned to pounding in a matter of seconds, the poor boy barely being able to help himself with the aroma of pheromones intoxicating him. One hand released her hip, fingers finding homage on her clit, stimulating with enough pressure to match the euphoria from his cock pounding into her. Drawing his cock out just to slam it back in harshly, watching her tits bounce, pussy swallowing him with nothing but sheer ecstasy submerging him in a pool of pleasure, he felt like a different person had taken over his body. He never imagined himself fucking his girlfriend senseless in her friend’s bathroom because her perfume got him so undeniably horny, it was like she wanted his attention like that.  

“Doin’ s’well for me, baby.” He panted in her ear, never shying away from letting his vocals known to her. A heat coiled in her stomach, one arm reaching behind her and looping around his head, holding his face into her neck while his arm snaked around her waist, relishing in the way her walls clenched around him as his thrusts became sloppier.

“Tsukasa!” she mewled, grip on reality slipping from her.

“Yes, baby? Say it loud and clear.” He rasped, feeling himself become closer to the edge with the way she chanted his name like a mantra.

“Please, ‘Kasa. M’gonna cum.”

“Me too, baby.” Y/n’s hands slammed against the counter, Tsukasa’s grip on her hips deathly as he slammed his cock into her cunt, lifting one leg on the counter and pushing her further onto the marble and fucking her deeper, groaning himself not only at the sounds that tore through her as he’d ripped an orgasm straight through her but at how she wrapped around him perfectly like a glove. She succumbed entirely to him, writhing under his embrace and completely enamoured by the way he grunted and whined as she soaked his pulsing cock.

He placed a sloppy kiss on her neck, “Such a good girl f’me, that’s it.” He purred, watching her lips quiver and chest pant in the mirror, his muscles relaxing as he released a satisfied groan into the room. His body fell limp, arms wrapping snug around her waist, holding her stable as she brought her leg down to stand on two feet again while thick ropes of cum spilt into her cunt. They stayed like that for a second, catching their breaths, an exhausted giggle filling the silence here and there. Y/n’s eyes diverted to the mirror – steamed up from the heat radiating off their bodies – and wearily pressed her finger to it.

A heart. Gently, she dragged her finger around the condensation to draw a heart around their faces, colouring it in and wiping the fog off. Tsukasa lulled his head from her shoulder, giving a lazy smile upon seeing her drawing. She smiled back. It could have been the adrenaline, or maybe it was straight from her heart but wherever the fuel came from, it made her chest swell seeing him give her a smile that made his eyes crease. He looked so pretty when he was fucked out, even under the blinding light, in a small bathroom where he was still stuffed deep inside her. He may have shown up incredibly late to the party, but deep down she was glad he just turned up eventually, and maybe wearing that pheromone perfume just to show off was worth the money after all.

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"So sick of kpop idols picking classic romance scripts for their kdrama debut...like no bitch!! I want to see ur ass fighting!!"

There you go🙌👇🙌Yuta at your service

Yes...we know that it was an undercover BL...kinda...😎😉

[simpforchuchu]

High And Low Memes 💀

Ryo Suzaki:

Tsuji:

Shidaken about Yasushi:

Fujio Hanaoka:

Kohei Amagai:

Yosuke Todoroki to Tsuji&Shiba:

Yuken Odajima:

Yasushi Nishikawa:

Kamui Ito:

Tsukasa Takajo:

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Please Only Look At Me (Fujio x reader)

Have I written a Fujio x childhood friend reader post before? Yes

Am I gonna do it again and again because Fujio + this trope is my favorite thing? Absolutely

Genre: Fluff

___ is used in place of y/n to address the reader

Reader is written with female attributes, please feel free to change these while you read if you do not identify as such

Warnings: none other than like a few kisses

I listened to "From The Start" by Laufey while writing if you want to listen to it while you read.

Inspired by my bestie @high-and-low-all-the-way 's post High and Low reactions Them as Love tropes

The one where Fujio isn't gonna lose the girl he's been in love with his whole life to some rando who doesn't know you like he does.

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___ and Fujio have been friends since they were kids. The two lived in the same housing estate at Hope Hill and were over at each other's places all the time so that they weren't home alone.

Both kids were very outgoing growing up but ___ started to retreat into a shell as puberty hit because growing up as a girl with people telling you how to act and be took a toll on her. Fujio stayed the same, extroverted and excited to make friends. The only people who get to see ___ extroverted were Fujio, Madoka, Seiji, Arata, Shinya, and Masaya. Yui too once they became friends through Madoka.

Fujio never treated ___ any differently. He saw the changes in her personality but didn't mind because he still got to see your extroverted personality when you were together. Not going separate ways once you grew older was already more than Fujio could ask for because he was scared you would grow up and realize you didn't want to be friends anymore, wanting to hang out with different people.

Fujio staying the same even through puberty, made ___ question her feelings for him. It’s not like he treated her any differently from everyone else, so why does she like him more than a friend? Because he's nice? Well, he's nice to everyone so it doesn't mean he feels the same way. Being nice is the bare minimum, so why is it different when Fujio is nice to her?

Fujio on the other hand thought his feelings were obvious. He waits for ___ to pick her up from school, even on late nights where she stays after for after school club events. He shares his food, and won't let anyone else help him patch up his injuries because "only ___ knows how to do it correctly". Fujio is brave in all situations... except for his feelings for ___; so he thought he would let his actions speak for him instead of saying it directly. She would surely pick up on the signs... right? Wrong. ___ is convinced he's just being nice because he is a nice person.

The only people that know for sure ___ likes Fujio are Madoka and Yui. She chose not to tell the boys because she was scared one of them would accidentally slip and tell Fujio, scared that he might not feel the same. More people know Fujio likes ___. Seiji, Arata, Shinya, Masaya, Tsukasa, Jamuo, and the rest of the boys who follow him. They always hear him talking about you and how much he likes you but doesn't know if you feel the same because you don't show any signs of feeling the same way. You don't blush at his words or actions, and you never seem nervous to be around him. (The truth is that you've been hiding your crush on him for so long you've gotten good at pretending he doesn't affect you in any way when he really does.)

Madoka, Seiji, Arata, Shinya, and Masaya are sure you both like each other but don't know what to do with you guys. The friend group was sworn to secrecy by the respective friend, so they weren't allowed to give the other person a little push in the right direction. It seemed you were both doomed to not know how the other felt until a certain group date was crashed.

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Madoka, Shinya, Yui, Sawamura, and a few other girls from the band club and their boyfriends were all going on a group date. Madoka, Yui, and the girls got you to tag along because they said that the boys would bring a few friends who are single also.

"I don't know guys, I don't have someone to go with. It'll be boring if I just sit there while you're all talking to your boyfriends. I don't want to be a third wheel to four different couples."

"We took care of that! The other girls told us that their boyfriends have friends who are also single and a few of the other band girls who are also single are coming too. So, you guys can all do blind-dates or even speed-dating!" (Yui)

"I don't know about this guys...."

"Come on ___, it'll be fun! Maybe you'll like one of them and stop liking Fujio," said Yui.

"Pleaseee, she's liked him since we were 6. I don't know if she'll ever stop," said Madoka.

"No need to call me out like that Madoka."

"It's true! You've liked him since we were kids. But take what Yui is saying into consideration. Maybe you'll like one of the guys that comes on the date."

"Okay fine." The other girls hugged you, squealing with excitement; happy that you agreed to come along.

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The next day after school, you guys walked to a café nearby, meeting the boys there. Your friends ran to give their boyfriends a hug, you following behind.

"Hey ___." (Shinya)

"Hey Shinya."

"Hey ___! What are you doing here?" (Sawamura)

"Madoka and Yui convinced me to come and join the blind dating. Told me it would be fun. I figured it wouldn't hurt to just mingle."

"Guys, let's go inside!" (Yui)

The group began to file into the cafe, but not before Sawamura looked at Shinya and mouthed "Text Fujio" before they all went in. Shinya didn't need to be told twice, he was already thinking about it, Sawamura just helped double confirm his thoughts. All the boys who were friends with Fujio knew he liked you, everyone was surprised none of them have spilled the secret to you. I guess that comes with being loyal to Fujio. Both guys knew that Fujio would flip if he knew you were here on a blind date.

As everyone was waiting to be seated, Shinya pulled out his phone to text Fujio.

Hey Did you know that ___ is also here?

Fujio was hanging out on the rooftop with the others when his phone buzzed. He picked it up and read the notification from Shinya, almost spitting out his drink after reading the messages.

F: What do you mean ___ is there?! Aren't you on a group date?! S: Yeah. I guess some of the other guys here brought their single friends and the girls and guys who are single are blind dating while the rest of us are on a group date. Sawamura and I just wanted to let you know she's here. F: Where are you guys? S: The café near Seiho Girl High School.

"Guys I have to go!" shouted Fujio as he ran out of Oya. The others looked at him, a bit baffled because he ran out before any of them could answer. Fujio began running towards the café. He ran and ran and didn't stop until he had arrived outside of the café. Fujio quickly entered and looked for you, seeing you talking to some random boy from another school.

"Fujio! What are you doing here?" Shinya asked out loud, pretending like he wasn't the one who notified Fujio of your whereabouts.

Fujio walked over to your table and grabbed your hand, pulling you out of the café with him without a word.

"Fujio? Fuijo, where are we going? Fujio I left my date back there by himself because you pulled me out of the café!"

Fujio turned around to look at you, not letting go of your wrist. "Don't look at anyone else."

"Huh?"

"Don't look at anyone else. Don't look at other boys. Please only look at me."

"Fujio what are you talking about?"

"I like you ___. I've liked you for a long time ___, since we were 6 years old. I've liked you every day since we met and I've been trying to show you I like you since we were 10. I haven't been able to tell you because I was scared you didn't feel the same, but I'm telling you now. All the boys know I like you, I told all of them. When Shinya and Sawamura saw you here they texted me and I came as fast as I could. I can't lose you to someone else when I've loved you my whole life ___. I love you ___! So please don't look at anyone else."

A moment of silence passed between the two as they continued to stare at each other. "Well at least accept or reject me ___. Don't leave me hanging," said Fujio.

___ grabbed a hold of Fujio's other hand, getting up on her tip toes, and kissed the boy. Fujio let go of ___'s hands to wrap his arms around her waist as he melted into the kiss. ___'s hands going up to grab his shoulders. The two finally pulled away when they needed air.

"You should've just told me that from the beginning Fujio."

"I know. I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you. Be my girlfriend?"

"Yes, I would love to finally be your girlfriend."

Fujio hugged ___ and spun them in a circle. "I've been waiting my whole life to hear you say that."

"In my defense, you took a whole lifetime to ask."

He let go of the hug to look at her. "But I've been showing you that I liked you since forever!"

"Showing me how?!"

"By being extra nice to you!"

"That's not valid! You're nice to everyone!"

The two held hands and walked off, continuing to bicker back and forth about whether or not Fujio's actions spoke loud enough to convey his feelings or if he should've just verbally confessed sooner. Behind a bush, Tsukasa, Jamuo, Todoroki, Yuken, Tsuji, and Shibaman hid to look at the two.

"Well, now they're dating, but they still bicker the same way they did when we were all 6." (Jamuo)

"I don't think that'll ever change about them." (Tsukasa)

"Finally! Now we won't have to hear him mope about how ___ doesn't return his feelings anymore!" (Tsuji)

"Yeah but now it's gonna turn into him talking about how much he loves her instead." (Shibaman)

Yuken was taking a picture of the two walking hand in hand.

"Uhhh what are you doing?" (Todoroki)

"Sending it to the Housen-Suzuran group chat obviously." (Yuken)

"You guys have a group chat?" (Todoroki)

"Yeah. It's new. Made it since Rao and Sachio are friends now." (Yuken)

"Are you updating Rao on Fujio's love life?" (Tsukasa)

"Yes. And making Binzo jealous." (Yuken)

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TA-DAH! You made it to the end! This was just something small and fun I wrote today when I got a break from class and training at my new job. I miss writing😭 I need to get back into writing more, I didn't get to post anything in the Summer. This blog is gonna see an insane amount of self-indulgent fluff fics being posted because I'm gonna need those to get through my Master's program this year (help I'm dreading it already and this is only my second day)😭😂

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[sollattes]

Hnl boys as bf types

Hanaoka fujio

-the type to taste the home made face masks you make for you skincare nights

-the type to kiss your hand to your neck then face then lips

-the type to get flustered when you kiss his knuckles

Tsukasa takajo

-the type to stare at you with so much adoration it makes everyone around him sick

-the type to interlock your fingers together in his pocket in a crowded place so you won't get separated

-the type to get flustered everytime you would flutter his face with kisses

Todoroki yosuke

-the type to ruffle your hair to brin gyou back to reality everytime you would get too focused in studying

-the type to subtlety intertwine your pinkie underneath the table

-the type to flustered when you take off his glasses for him before making out with him

Tsuji

-the type to always give you forehead kisses

-the type to always bring an extra jacket on him if ever forget your jacket

-the type to get flustered when grab his neck when kissing him

Shibaman

-the type to squish your cheeks while kissing your squashed face repeatedly

-the type to always have an arm around the back of the chair your sitting in

-the type to get flustered when you grab his chin to look at you

Sachio Ueda

-the type to back hug you and burry his head on your shoulders when your cooking

-the type to flaunt to you to anyone that flirts with him whether he is drunk or sober

-the type to get flustered when you put your hands inside his shirt and trace his abs

Yuken odajima

-the type always ALWAYS hype you up everytime you would try something new from your wardrobe

-the type to complain to the other guys at housen that he's missing you the whole freaking day(shidaken almost knocked him out because he won't stfu) even when he is gonna see you after

-the type to get flustered when you wear his sweaters

Shoji sawamura

-the type to wear very VERY obvious couple jewelleries with you and lowkey but obviously(?) Flaunt around the other housen boys

-the type to make plans for future dates with you while ON a date with you

-the type to get flustered when you help him take his jackets off

Shida Kenzo

-the type to be his no.1 priority would be to introduce you to his mom

-the type to prefer calls with you than texts

-the type to get flustered when you help him fix hair then give him forehead kisses

Shoji sameoka

-the type to draw circles pn your palm when your holding hands and your feeling anxious or uneasy

-the type to have small snacks that you like in his pocket for you

-the type get flustered when you softly stroke his cheeks and kiss his eyes

Reiji himuro

-the type to have a softer personality with you than the gang personality he has around his friends

-the type to spoil you, either with materialistic needs or being immediately there whenever you need or want him

-the type to get flustered when you shower him with words of affirmation

Tags @simpforchuchu

[ataryutaro]

HANAOKA FUJIO & TAKAJO TSUKASA / BODYGUARD BY BEYONCÉ

[onlyrains]

Halo!! Can I request a yuken x sachios's bestfriend? Where yuken really likes the reader and tries to make her notice but the reader is oblivious, so yuken had enough and confessed to her! Thank youu!! I love your works so much! ♡♡

a/n: hi!!! thank you for requesting! this was spontaneous and i hope you like it! and also thank you so much for loving my works, that means a lot!❤️

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[11:23am]

—t/w: kissing, harsh words

to have a complete, supportive, and rich family is a biggest blessing, you always thought. and that is not something you're blessed with.

luckily for you, god have sent sachio as your best friend as a redemption to it.

you met him in middle school as a classmate until one day you helped a little girl crying on the side of the road who turns out to be his sister, you two become a best friend.

you know from the deepest part of your heart, he's one of the people that you're going to keep forever. he's just too good to be true as a best friend—or even as a human in general. you won't forget that day when he offered you to live in his big big house because your work is nearer from his place than yours. so that you can walk everyday and save up more money to give to your parents.

little did you know, he also feel very grateful to have you as his people. you know who he is and never be judgmental about it even though you never understand a bit. he is the reserved type of person yet so many burden on his shoulder and you never hesitate to lend yours whenever he needed without adding more pressure to him.

both of you just so thankful to have each other and always keep things below the limit so the relationship is stable to say at least.

living in his house is such a grace because the amount of working maid here is enough to make you only minding your own business. and that time when his friends visiting is the only time you were out of your room because the maids won't complain when you're helping at this particular moment. at least, you have to serve the guests, right?

the more you socialize with them, the more they feel like a friend to you too. especially that one friend, who visit more frequent lately, yuken. like you know him enough to say that he is a good guy although his cocky attitude often inviting an eye roll from you. but seriously though, they usually come in a horde, but why this odajima yuken come by himself for two weeks in a row now?

“is there a problem?” you ask bluntly as you put a welcome drink on to the table.

yuken staring at you for a few seconds before taking the drink calmly. the eye contact lingers.

“yes.”

“really? but sachio haven't home since yesterday. is that something serious?”

“you sounds like his mom.” he chuckled.

“no, i'm not.”

“yes, you are.”

you frowned. his tone shouldn't be sounds so playful in such a precarious situation, right?

“you better call him, yuken.”

“i can take care myself.”

“huh? then go? why are you still here?”

“did you just throw me out? this isn't even your house tho?”

ouch.

he is always like this. annoying, cocky, even flirty, and overall a menace. you still trying to get used to it as his attractiveness keep making you forgetting it. you do admit he is damn attractive—like, annoyingly attractive.

you inhaled deeply before got up. “just call sachio. i'm sorry i can't be here with you now, need to take care a couple thing,”

he rests his back on the sofa. heart thumping like crazy contrary with his demeanor and smirk on his lips.

“the problem is here, sweetheart.”

oh, you wonder does he always did this to other people? this is not the first time you heard this from him but you aren't familiar with pet names so it is always make you feel something.

“what do you mean? am i the problem?”

“you are.”

huh?

“i heard you doing an amazing job at work,” he scoffs. “but why not this one?”

you came back to the sofa and sat closer to him this time. confusion and anger etched across your forehead. “what are you trying to say?”

“did you receive the daisies? the coffees? the bento? the—”

“wait what?”

yuken let out a soft giggle seeing your face processing everything these past few weeks.

“so those were for me?”

“who else?”

“and—FROM YOU?”

“who else?”

“oh.”

shame on you, girl. really. you thought it was for the company by using your name as the receiver. so you gave most of them to your co-worker.

“is it enough for me to call you stupid?” yuken grins while take your chin up to met his eye.

you really want to punch the shit out of him but that is just your cheap way to get away from this embarrassing situation and that's not nice at all.

you sighed and trying to back away but his fingers was faster to catch you up, no other option for you except to move closer, making his face is just inches away from yours.

“yuken—”

“shhh. i don't think you got the point, blossom.” his thumb caresses your cheek like it's the only thing they do. feels so familiar and comforting.

but shit. what is he talking about?

“huh?” you murmur while your eyes wandering his face like the answer is hidden there. the second your eyes laid on his forehead, you catch a small dried leaf hanging on his hair, causing your hand to reach for it in a blink.

“where were you—why is it so dirty?” you said absentmindedly.

yuken stared intently before laugh it off to hide the racing blood inside him. he put his head on your shoulder while still laughing and now your blood turn to race to your cheeks while feeling his warm breath fanning your neck.

your body freeze as realizing this is the closest distance you ever get with yuken—even a guy. you do lend each other shoulder with sachio sometimes. but not in this face-to-face position even after he grabbed your chin twice. this is too intimate and you can barely breath.

“w-why are you laughing?”

“are you always this oblivious? like are you trapped into a spell or something?”

“i'm not—”

“i think i know why,” he adjust his position and take your hand in his. “i only do this to you, stupid. do you think it's such a habit for me to send everyone those things at work? no, right? do you see me as someone like that?”

you shook your head.

“that's right. so what is the reason?” he waits to let you think, to stop denying the thoughts you have in mind since almost two months ago, to stop feeling afraid of affection you may receive, to stop arguing with the voice in your head.

your grip in his hand got tighter as you found honesty and sincerity in his eyes that don't usually sparkling.

you nod twice. “i just stopped denying.” you say innocently and yuken can't help but ruffled your hair.

“ah, how cute.” he chuckling.

“but is it true—i mean, why? how?”

he clears his throat shakily. “it is true. i just can't resist everything i feel for you these past few months. the more i see you whenever i'm here makes it harder everytime to go without stealing you with me. you're just… i don't know. i like everything in you.”

you watch his lips move effortlessly for every word he said. he was just being spontaneous and you can see that. it was still genuine though, you can feel it. it is the first time you see him on his nerves while shaking subtly.

“thank you.” you say.

his eyebrow rise in unison. “what do you mean by thank you?”

“for everything you feel about me and everything you gave? it's more—”

“and?” he cuts, impatient.

“you don't accept rejection, do you?” you laugh.

“you're right, i don't. it's the first time i feel this kind of feeling and emotion—i even let those bald jerks making fun of me when i come—”

you decided to shut his ramble with your own mouth. it was just a peck but then his hand placed on your nape to pull you closer. he tilt his head for a better access and his lips hugging yours just perfect. your hands squeezing his shoulder as the heat escalated in your body. a knot forming in your stomach when he refused to pull away.

“i-i can't breath.” you say when you finally manage to broke the kiss and both of your forehead still stick together.

he’s breathing heavily, eyes still glued on you. “does that mean we are…?”

“yes.” you say confidently. succeed to let your first guard down. “we're dating.” you cringed a bit.

a mischievous smile appear in his lips. “oh? i was about to ask you are we going to get married?”

“huh?”

“huh?”

“yuken, are you serious?”

“no.” he grins. you were ready to throw hands but he held it back first then closing the gap between you again. he even take off his glasses this time.

“you know why sachio not here since yesterday?”

“no.”

“because i told him not to.”

you gasp. “how dare you?”

“he even advised his sister to stay at her friend's house today.” oh, that cocky tone again. “guess i'm the boss now. thanks to you.”

“god, so they know?”

“everyone are already know about my feelings, silly. you were the only one who oblivious.”

“oh? i'm sorry. let me make it up.”

“how?”

“is this enough?” you kiss him again and pull away a few second later, deciding to let your mischief side arise since you were also wanting to do that for a long time now.

“no.” he kisses you, deeper this time.

“yuken, that's enough.” sachio's low voice echoed causing you to push away your-new-boyfriend and his back meet the end of the sofa roughly.

yuken squeaks loudly. “fuck you sachio. i just got abused in the first ten minutes of my relationship.”

[hyugaruma]

H&L: Petname HCs (Part II)

♡

re: what they call you…

some petnames geared towards “feminine”

♡

Fujio: You kidding? This dude lives to give you any sort of nickname he can. “Cutie” is his cheeky go-to that he likes to call you. Sometimes he’ll use “Chief” if he wants to be a goof. Also, any version of your actual name that he can come up with.

Tsukasa: Your name… Don’t expect much else. He thinks petnames are a bit weird.

Jamuo: “My Heart and My Soul” or “My Steamed Dumpling”… There’s no rhyme or reason; you can never tell which it’ll be.

Yasushi: “Little Duck.” It started out as something he said to be annoying, but somehow it ended up sticking. Now even his goons call you “The Duckling.” Great.

Kiyoshi: “Honey,” “Cupcake,” “Plum”… Notice a trend here? You’re subject to being anything that is ‘sweet.’

Nakagoshi: “Babe,” he’s basic. Might be “Baby” if he’s feeling a bit soft or sentimental.

Nakaoka: Also “Babe,” also basic. Sometimes he thinks he’s real funny and will call you “Stink.”

Shibaman: The whole petname thing makes him feel a bit shy and awkward… He’s started absentmindedly calling you “My One” on the occasion, though. If you want him to keep doing it, don’t point it out.

Tsuji: “Darling.” Though, this tends to be something he says more within the privacy of just the two of you. He doesn’t really say it around other people. Maybe sometimes around Shiba and Todoroki, maybe.

Motoaki: “Cutiepie.” He just can’t help it, because he thinks you’re just so stinkin’ cute. Will call you this around anyone, anytime, he doesn’t care. (I think you give him mild cuteness aggression.)

Sachio: “My Love,” always said very softly and with the gentlest of smiles. It took him awhile to get to the point of calling you this, but now he uses it just as often as your own name.

Yuken: “Princess,” which he started out by calling you this ironically, but turns out he actually has trouble saying ‘no’ to you, so the name is fitting.

Eimei: “Apple,” aka “Apple of My Eye.” You’ve kind of all-consumed him, honestly.

Arata: Nope. Too embarrassing; he’s too shy. Just the thought is enough to make him keel over.

Amagai: Almost always your unaltered name. Randomly, though, it’ll be “Bug”… and it’s impossible to tell if he’s saying it affectionately or not.

Ryo: Though he’s a bit shy about it, he does call you “Angel” in private. He accidentally called you that in front of Amagai once and got laughed at, so now it stays between the two of you.

Mario: “Treasure.” And he doesn’t mind calling you this in front of anyone either (because he knows they’re too scared to make fun of him for it). Also, he’s just really proud to show off the fact that you’re his.

Sameoka: 99% of the time he’ll only refer to you by your name. But, during the occasion that he’s in a really, really affectionate mood, he might call you “Love.”

Fujin: “Doll” will basically become a replacement for your name. Does he even remember that you have a name? Who knows, you’re “Doll” at this point.

Binzo: “Kitty”… not “Kitten,” but “Kitty.” He’s a little confused, but he’s got the spirit. Also, if you call him any petnames, he’ll call you the same ones in return, whatever it may be.

[star2fishmeg]

Hey, Queen, me again. Got another B O M B idea right here. Got the G O O D S. hickey obsession with Fujio. Mother lover can’t get E N O U G H, he can’t stop, he can’t understand why he loves the sight of you being cOvered in love marks made by HIM. Slight boob worship? (I love my boobs and should be worshiped.)

Slay, Queen. Gonna do so well sweetie! 🫶🫶✨✨🤭🤭

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Pairing | Hanaoka Fujio x afab!reader

Summary | fujio is a true artist when it comes to his girlfriend being the canvas

Warnings | 18+ smut, hickeys, marking kink, praise, tit play, swearing, pet names (baby, princess)

Authors Note | thank you for the request! I’m so sorry it took so long!! I'm not really sure if I like this one, it’s a lot shorter than usual but I’m still rusty

“You’re so fucking hot,” his teeth met her skin again, leaving a hot kiss on her breast and sucking another hickey into the collection, “Love seeing you marked up. All mine, aren’t ya?”

Y/n’s back arched against the mattress, fingernails digging into his back muscles in all their ridges, creating an art piece of crescent indents and red marks clawed over his skin. Fujio held her hips down in a bruising grip, knee between her legs and trapping her exactly where he needed, blood rushing to his cock with every languid drag of her pussy over his knee while high-pitched whimpers bounced off his bedroom walls. He loved it, bathed in the stinging of her scratches, it reminded him that he was making her feel like she was on top of the world at that moment and that no one else could ever do what he could. He thrived in the aftermath. Looking in the mirror the morning, seeing her territory marked vividly. Suddenly walking around in just a tank top became more appealing than before, screaming a big ‘fuck you’ at the other guys.

He sat back on his knees, his smile dripping in charm plastered on his face, admiring his work like it belonged in a museum. He didn’t know where this obsession started, but he loved how beautiful she looked covered in blossoms of pink and purple, created by his and only his teeth sinking into her while she sang his name. Her neck, her chest claimed by the only boy she’d ever loved at full capacity. Every bite, every hickey placed over her was like a medal, it just really got him going like nothing else. Perhaps it was the thrill of everyone knowing his sex life, rubbing it in at Oya that someone like him could pull too. Or maybe it was territory, a dominance over other guys sort of thing. Or maybe it was the way she wriggled and cried his name with erogenous wails that stimulated his every fibre in such a euphoric way he just had to fuck her in some way. Whatever it was, he loved it shamelessly.

Shuffling back, his lips met her hips, hands soothing up and down her thighs as his canines nipped at the flesh with urgency, leaving eager hickeys over the intimate areas of her that only he had the privilege of basking in. The soft little moans she let out as he sucked filled his veins with some sort of perverted elation. Not the same adrenaline he felt when fighting, but a consuming one, a loving one that practically made his heart swell and made him wish he could wipe her clean and start his handiwork all over again.

“Yours, ‘jio! All your- yours.” Her jaw hung open, strings of broken whines slipping from her throat the closer his lips hunted her cunt, hands carding through his thick strands and tugging harshly, his groans vibrating on her skin and through her body. He may have eaten her out like a starved man once that night but could anyone blame a girl for wanting to be devoured again, especially by her boyfriend who just loved putting his mouth all over her?

He pulled away, panting heavily and chuckling, his voice low. His eyes raked over her body; squirming beneath him, dishevelled with sweat glistening over all her curves and marks. God, he thought it was such a delicious sight to succumb to.

“Why’d you stop?” she whined, the tone needy and desperate and luring him back into her neck, assaulting her column with more wet, sloppy kisses over the established hickeys that lived along it – like she’d been mauled. He trailed kisses down the valley of her breasts, attending to them not with his mouth, but with his hands that groped gently, squeezing, and pushing them together. His thumbs circled over the buds, lips ever so softly ghosting over the skin. She knew he was smiling, she could feel it, feel every nuzzle and peck, relishing in how the boy was on cloud nine when stuffed between her tits. Only hers. Only her tits could make him as hard as he was, her thighs could feel him, and she wanted nothing more than his bedframe to bump into his wall in an erotic rhythm.

“So fuckin’ perfect.” He mumbled; voice muffled by her body, “So soft ‘nd warm and all fuckin’ mine.”

His lust fed into her ego, eyes half-lidded and she bucked her hips up into his. Lips tugging into a weak smile, she threw her head back into the pillows, mouth shuddering open when his clothes cock dragged over pussy; exposed and wet, practically spilling in arousal and cum from before still. She choked out his name in a carnal moan, losing her breath and feeling her hair stuck to her forehead.

When Fujio did pull away, chest heaving and face flushed rosy, his eyes flicked across her face. To him, she was stunning when laying pornographically like that. Making pretty noises for him, being his blank canvas and tasting exquisite as always.

“I lo-“ she panted, trying to find the strength to smile, “-love you, ‘jio.”

“I love you too, princess.” He placed a sweet kiss on her lips, his grip loosening, and he held her as if she were glass. There was no other way he’d rather spend his nights, taking care of his girlfriend felt far more meaningful than throwing fists in some junkyard. Y/n meant that much more, and he sure did love showing everyone who she belonged to.

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AKIHISA SHIONO as Odajima Yuken —HIGH&LOW THE WORST Cross (2022)

[ryosuzaki]

Nakamoto Yuta as Suzaki Ryo

High & Low The Worst X (2022) 

[simpforchuchu]

Hi! How are you? May I please request a fic with Kamui where he gets caught sneaking around SWORD territory and badly beaten, the reader finds him and takes him to the Nameless City where she nurses him back to health? The theme is "be good to the crows, the crows will be good to you" because crows do remember faces and will give people who are nice to them random trinkets they find. In H&L, that could be saving her from some thugs or bringing her to live with one of them. No pressure, take your time! Thanks! ❤️

Crows never forget

a/n: Hello, it took too long for me to write sorry:( But it was really an amazing idea, there will be definitely a part2🫡 It is all fluffy and soft 😭 I hope you like it 🌸💕

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: mention of fights, blood, wounds but mostly fluffy

Dark streets had always scared the young girl. Even though she had been wandering the streets for years, she knew that the SWORD area was never safe. She was going to a nearby market to cook dinner for the kids. Even though she couldn't buy much, she wanted them to be able to eat warm meals on a cold winter day.

The weather was quite cold, she had to be quick. The moment she left the Nameless City, she had a bad feeling.

SWORD was pretty chaotic these days. She had to go back before anything happened to her.

She hadn't gone far, and as she walked down the quiet street, she saw someone fall to the ground in the narrow passage behind the containers. Even though she was undecided whether to check it out or not, she gave in to her curiosity and walked there slowly.

A masked boy, dressed in black and obviously around her age, was lying on the ground. Blood was flowing from his head and his face was injured. Even though she couldn't see his face because of his mask, she was sure she didn't know who he was.

"Hey! Are you okay?"

She asked worriedly and shook him gently. When she realized that the boy opened his eyes but could not move, she was not sure what to do.

Should she help him? Her brothers probably wouldn't like this. But she didn't want to leave him here injured.

She looked for a while to see if there was anyone around to help her. Noone was there. But the boy didn't look too heavy.

Kamui was watching the young girl with faint eyes. He should have stood up, he should have walked away from here immediately. But all his bones ached. He couldn't even move his finger. The young girl was calling out to him, but he didn't have the energy to answer.

Y/n crouched down in front of him and called out to Kamui

“Jump on my back, I will carry you.”

Kamui was looking at her in astonishment as if the young girl had just said the most ridiculous thing in the world. He never believed that this girl could carry him. But y/n was pretty confident.

“Hey, hurry up. We must leave here as soon as possible.”

Kamui knew he had no choice. Even though it hurt a lot, he sat up slightly and wrapped his arms around the young girl's neck.

He was heavy, the young boy was heavier than he looked. But y/n was determined. She would carry him to a safe place, albeit slowly.

***

Despite all the stares of the people around, Y/n brought the young boy to the Nameless City. Kamui knew that the young girl could be in a difficult situation. He had regained some of his strength. He gently touched y/n's shoulder

“You can put me down, you must be very tired.”

Y/n giggled.

“I'm not very weak. Don't worry, we're almost there."

Kamui was listening to the young girl with fascination. She was both strong and fearless. He was also feeling quite embarrassed.

Not much time had passed, when y/n walked the streets of the Nameless City for a while, her brothers blocked her path.

“Rude Boys” y/n stopped her steps when Kamui whispered in surprise. Of course, they couldn't pass through here without being seen by them.

Kamui slowly landed on the ground, but y/n immediately took his arm. The young boy looked pretty bad for standing.

“Y/n, who is this?”

When Takeshi approached the young girl and asked, Kamui shivered as he looked at the man in front of them. SWORD was much more than their little games.

“I don't know who he is” y/n replied calmly. “I found him injured on the street.”

Kamui looked at the young girl's answer. Yes, it was true, but was now the right time to be so honest?

Takeshi didn't react. He didn't want to shout at the young girl. Everyone loved y/n. He also loved the young girl very much. But he couldn't allow a stranger to enter the city.

“I can't allow this y/n, you have to leave him where you found him.”

“Hey, stop talking about him like he's a puppy.”

The young girl wanted to erase her brothers' seriousness by making a joke, but she wasn’t successful.

“Y/n, Im telling you for the last time-“

"Me too. I want to help him. He's just a boy around my age."

When the young girl raised her voice at Takeshi, P intervened. He was always more understanding.

“Y/n, you know the rules of the city. You don't even know who he is. I'm sorry, but we can't allow this."

Even though P spoke in a soft tone of voice, his authoritarian attitude was clear. Kamui didn't know what to do. He knew that he had really put the young girl in a difficult situation. But he didn't ask her for help.

As the argument between Y/n and the Rude Boys continued, a voice everyone recognized was heard. When Kamui looked at who the deep but sweet voice was coming from, he didn't expect to see the famous leader of the Rude Boys.

Of course he knew him. The famous Smoky. He knew he would do anything to protect his family. So he couldn't help but wonder what he would do to him right now.

“Y/n-chan… is he your friend?”

With Smoky's question, everyone turned to him. Y/n looked at the boy on her arm who couldn't even stand and smiled.

“Will you believe me if I say yes, Smoky-nii?”

Y/n was a sweet girl. She had never done anything to put her family at risk. She cared about everyone as much as Smoky. But Smoky knew she was still a kid. Of course she could make mistakes

“Y/n, I've known you almost since you were born. Of course, I know that when you want to lie, you start mocking.”

Y/n smiled but Smoky wasn't smiling.

“I'm sorry, I can't allow this.”

"Then I'll go with him too."

With the young girl's sentence, there was a deep silence. Smoky knew her well. He knew she could really do it. He didn't like the determined look in her eyes.

When Y/n looked into her brother's eyes, Smoky sighed even though Takeshi and P protested. He nodded and took a few steps closer to Y/n and Kamui

“Okay, but we won't take responsibility for him. Please don't disappoint me, kiddo.”

Y/n smiled and nodded. Even if she was making a mistake, she would figure it out before anyone else. But she still trusted the boy she had met half an hour ago.

***

After Smoky’s permission to the young girl, P did not want her to suffer any more and took Kamui on his back. After walking for a while, they entered the building where y/n was staying. After placing Kamui harshly on the bed, he gave the young boy a threatening look and turned to the young girl.

“One of the boys will also stay here for the night. If there is a problem, don't forget to call us.”

Y/n smiled and nodded at the soft-hearted boy.

“Thank you nii-chan, don't worry.”

P patted the young girl's head and took one last look at the boy who was watching them with weak eyes on the bed and left.

Y/n looked at the young boy after P left and smiled. The mask on his face was still there.

“I won't ask who you are.”

Kamui whispered.

"Thank you"

Y/n could tell from his voice that he was still in pain.

“I'll find something to clean your wounds. Don't go anywhere okay? Although I don't think you can go, but-"

Y/n giggled at what she said and left the room. She knew that there was a first aid kit in one of the old cabinets inside the building. She quickly started looking for it.

After a while, she returned to the room with the kit she found. But she noticed that the boy in the bed had already fallen asleep.

***

When Kamui woke up in the morning, he could feel his whole body aching. He was surprised to realize that the mask on his face was still there. He looked around and looked for the young girl, but the room was empty.

Even though it hurt, he stood up and looked at himself in the broken mirror on the wall. He had bruises and band-aids on his face. Someone had cleaned his wounds. When he pulled down his mask and looked at his face, he realized that the mask had never been removed and smiled.

Didn't she really wonder who he was?

He lay on the bed in the room and thought for a while. Should he go? But he wanted to thank the young girl. Were his friends worried about him? They would probably be very angry.

While he was lost in his thoughts, he did not notice the young girl entering the room. When he noticed the girl looking at him with a tray in her hand, he turned to her.

The young girl looked confused for a while, then smiled. Kamui was trying to understand what she was surprised about. Immediately afterwards, he realized that his mask was not on his face.

“Didn't you really take off my mask yesterday?”

Y/n laughed and shook her head.

“You were injured, I didn't want to take it out without your permission. This is SWORD, everyone has a valid reason to hide their personality.”

Kamui smiled, surprised by how thoughtful the young girl was.

“You must be hungry, I brought warm soup for you.”

Kamui looked at the tray in the girl's hand and slowly sat up in bed. His whole body still ached.

“Kamui, Kamui Ito.”

The young girl sat on the chair next to the bed and handed the tray to the boy. She smiled.

“Y/n, but you probably already know my name.”

Kamui laughed and shook his head. The smell of the soup on the tray made him realize how hungry he was.

“I… thank you. I will never forget what you truly did for me.”

Y/n smiled at the boy who shyly tried to thank her. The scars on his face were obvious, but he had a very sweet face. For a moment she realized that she had been staring at his face for too long and looked away. Kamui had done the same thing.

“I better go now, I don't want to cause you any more problems.”

Y/n laughed.

“If you are still tired, you can rest, but if you want to go, I can walk with you.”

Kamui laughed.

“I may look pretty weak, but I'm not bad at fighting.”

Y/n giggled and shook her head.

“I don't think Suzuran students are weak, I just wanted to say goodbye to you.”

Kamui was embarrassed by the sentence the young girl said sweetly, he even thought his cheeks were turning red. But then he realized what the young girl said.

“You… How do you know that I am from Suzuran?”

Y/n smiled and nodded.

“I hope you don't think you're the only one who knows something.”

Kamui frowned when he realized that the young girl was much more mysterious than she seemed, now he was even more curious about who she was. But he left that for later, he had to enjoy the short moment he could spend with her right now.

He took a spoonful of his soup and relaxed with the warmth entering his body. Y/n smiled as she watched him. He knew that the boy sitting in front of her was a very dangerous person, despite his innocent face. She didn't need to know him completely to know that. But she didn't want to think about that right now, she had to enjoy the little moment she could spend with him.

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