#Yamada Saburo x Reader

[kitsuani]

Strangers. {Yamada Saburo x Reader}

Description: 

A fic in which Saburo is nervous to meet his online friend and finds himself unlocking the “true route” to his game. 

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Tags: fluff, reader is saburos age okay!! theyre both baby!!, not beta'd, not edited, gender neutral reader, hypnosis mic/hypmic x reader, saburo yamada x reader, saburo yamada

Word Count: 1,132

A/N: Written on: April 9, 2021 

So one of my sisters was having A Time ™, as a fourteen yr old girl does, and she absolutely ADORES Saburo so I wrote him with her in mind as a little pick me up; figured it was cute and decided to share it! (my sister was around saburo's age when i was asked to write this!!! so it is assumed that YOU :pointing at viewer emoji: are close in age too!!!! mentioning bc he is fairly young compared to other characters!!)

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He knew he looked like a wreck. Saburo kept looking over his shoulder towards the café door, unsure of who he was even supposed to be anxiously waiting for; he was a bit sweaty and he knew there were dark circles under his eyes, because he certainly did not get any sleep beforehand. 

Saburo turned towards the pixel world to make friends; it came with some danger and a lot of initial uncertainty, but he’s found that some of the faces behind the 1’s and 0’s were much more interesting and genuine than those he could see in person. He’s found one in particular though, that he seemed to have clicked with well. 

He didn’t know their real name—unless the name they actually gave him was real—and he didn’t know what they looked like nor did he know what they sounded like. They were his age, as far as he knew at least, and lived around here. He couldn’t help but be so suspicious because... well... who knew? You could be anyone on the internet, after all; he wasn’t even Saburo the moment he sat in front of his screen, so he knew just how easy it could be to lie. 

But, he trusted them. He spent months talking to them, creating a connection that felt surreal, like he was on cloud 9 each time he saw their name pop up on any of his screens. He’s always wanted someone he could always be with, and it was always easy to be with them. He didn’t have to hold his tongue or change how he was—they either threw the sass right back or laughed. It was a strange feeling, one mixed with subtle anxiety, excitement, and... something else. He didn’t want to admit that he had actual feelings for them, because it would be ridiculous to do so. If he pretended these feelings didn’t exist, he wouldn’t have to face how funny he thought they were, or how caring, or how supportive, or smart, or-- 

He fidgeted with his phone, simply swiping between the different home pages aimlessly, waiting for them to text him back. Saburo tensed up each time his phone went off, only sighing in response as he swiped away his brother’s messages since they weren’t the ones he was waiting for. He didn’t tell them because he didn’t want to be treated like a child, though he knew the danger he was putting himself in meeting this person. It never really hit him that despite feeling as though he knew this person his entire life because of how easy they were to be with, he was about to come face to face with a stranger. They could be twice his age! They could be some scary looking thug! They could ACTUALLY be a thug! Or, maybe even something worse! The sudden realization started to mess with his head and caused him to start getting up, ready to leave; his phone went off. 

‘I’m here! You said the café across from the flower shop, right?’ 

Saburo’s pulse skyrocketed. He started to find it hard to breathe as he sat back down, semi-curling himself into a ball in a panic. He could no longer hear the hustle and bustle of the café, only the overwhelming sound of his heartbeat in his ears. It was happening—oh god, what did he get himself into? He was so excited to finally meet the person he considered his best friend, the one he found himself crushing on—it was going to be such a mind-blowing moment that he was sure his heart would feel as though it were a fireworks show. His heart felt like it was going to give out, instead. With shaky hands, he texted back. 

‘Yeah. I’m in the far corner.’ 

He could hear footsteps approaching. They sounded light and bouncy, a mix of what seemed like a bubbly step and potential nerves—a good sign, he thought. He closed his eyes tightly, fearful of what he was going to see if he opened them. He didn’t even think about the fact they knew nothing of his age or appearance either—oh god, what if they didn’t like him? What if they judged him? What if-- 

“LBRo?” his online name was called out by a sweet-sounding voice, “It’s you, right?” 

“Y-yeah...” he managed to open his eye for just a peek at them, and was in shock by what he came face to face with. 

They had the most beautiful smile. They were definitely around his age, and the giggle that came from them was angelic. He could feel his face heating up—he knew he was red—and he tensed his body to stop from shaking. Biting the inside of his cheek, he fidgeted with his hands underneath the table, unable to keep his eyes on them for long without losing his breath. They were even more attractive than he always pictured; they were even more perfect than his imagination and he didn’t even know it was possible. He suddenly felt painfully shy. 

“I’m (Y/n)!” their smile carried through their voice, “Please tell me you have a better name I can call you--”  “Oh,” he accidentally made eye contact with them and turned a darker hue of red, “Saburo.” 

“Saburo!” They playfully kicked his shin beneath the table, making him instinctively give them an unamused pout, “There you are; you didn’t seem like yourself. Feeling shy?” 

“No!”  

“Mighty defensive, don’tcha think?” 

He tried hard not to smile, but it was impossible to hold it back. Within an instant, he gave a genuine laugh and smile to follow suit. He continued to deny his shyness until (Y/n) playfully brushed it aside, changing the conversation to the new board game they saw announced earlier that day, immediately touching on some of his favourite things. Saburo couldn’t even remember why he had been so afraid just moments before. 

They talked for hours without realizing. They got into such a comfortable, effortless groove of talking about anything and everything, revealing things about themselves, and playful banter. It felt so easy, he would have described their presence as home, if he could without blushing. They were much cuter than he ever expected, and his heart certainly could not take the way they smile at him from across the table, looking at him through their lashes and playfully—flirty? --kicking him lightly, playing footsie. Like being hit by a truck, Saburo became well aware of just how large of a crush he developed on the person sat across from him, and stiffened up instantaneously. Their laughter played like music to his ears. 

Nothing warned him that the people you meet on the internet may turn into the future love of your life. 

[hypnomicimagines]

Taking Saburo to see the fireworks! Maybe a cute ‘sharing food’ thing too?

Yamada Saburo: 

Saburo tried to plan based on the layout of the festival, listing out each booth you’d be interested in based on your taste in food before landing on just the right side of the area where you could find the perfect fireworks spot. He’s quite proud of all the planning he did and you’re impressed, though you do ask if he minded if you take it a little more casually so you could enjoy each other’s company before the main event.

Saburo ended up a little more stressed out than he normally would’ve been. He was ready to treat this outing together like some kind of hang out, something friends would do, but his elder brothers seemed to regard it much more seriously. He was given an impromptu lesson on etiquette by Ichiro and was scoffed at by Jiro who bet he wouldn't even be able to hold your hand if he wanted.

Holding hands was a big step for Saburo but he does find it’s less anxiety inducing to brush hands every now and again, as it gets you to look over at him to see if he needs something; if he can’t come up with a question or something to say he just smiles at you, which you return with a smile that causes fireworks to go off in his chest. By the end of the night he does get the courage to hook pinky’s with you and you don’t react too strongly, not wanting to scare him off after he finally made such a romantic move.

There are some foods around the festival that you’re not familiar with but that you want to try, urging Saburo to share with you just in case you don’t like it. He didn’t seem to mind at all until you both went for the stick of piping hot food he was holding in his hand at the same time, bonking heads and nearly burning your tongues. Speaking of burning, his cheeks feel like they could roast marshmallows at that point, and from then on he allowed you to take the first bite before trying himself.

The spot Saburo chose was perfect in every way. It was a little more isolated so you could be alone, high enough up in a clearing that no trees were in the way and your view of the pretty lights exploding in the sky was unobscured. He’s struggling to hold your hand but his heart thudded against his chest when you leaned against him, head on his shoulder as you truly relaxed to watch the firework show. It was a fight for him to look up at that point as he’d much rather watch you, but he waited until he knew you were fully distracted before sneaking his glances.

[discotenny]

Pet-Names (hypmic)

What nicknames your partner would call you :3 Featuring EVERYONE(except Rei cause I don't write for him woahosoohosp) !!! THIS IS A BIG ONE RAHHHHHH

Mentions of “during intimacy" in Ramuda's section but no explicit smut. Everyone has attached drabbles :3

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Buster Bros

Ichiro

He's such a babe guy OHHHH my goodness he's such a babe guy. Maybe he'll throw a baby in there too but he throws out babe like it's your second name. It sounds so sweet and casual coming from his mouth you can just hear the smile dripping from it.

"Babe, come here for a sec!" Ichiro calls from the kitchen. With a hm in reply, you come in and see him doing nothing but stand there. You go to ask him why he called you over- only for him to bring you into a warm hug. "I just wanted to hug you baby," he says, kissing your cheeks as you chuckle.

Jiro

Jiro strikes me as the type to only call you cute nicknames as a ploy to get you annoyed. He'll snicker as he calls you his 'pookie little sunshine bear' in front of all your friends and run away cackling as you chase him down. In private he'll be more soft- picking up 'babe' just like his brother calls you.

"Hey darling little sweetie pumpkin bear pie?" He asks you with the most innocent eyes and you glare at him with the fury of a thousand suns. Your friends laugh behind you and you make a promise to get him back later. Later comes with you tickling him with no mercy in the confines of his bedroom. Through fits of laughter and cries he yells, "Babe! Babe! Stop! Please!" Too bad though, maybe he shouldn't have been such a dick :P

Saburo

He's into the classics. More so- he simply calls you by your name cause he's a bit too embarrassed to call you anything else. Once he tried to call you 'babe' like he's heard his brothers do but it sounded so foreign coming from his mouth he'd rather you forget it ever happened.

"H-hey, b-baabeee~" Saburo says, trying to sound suave and immediately regretting it. You're not sure you heard him correctly, sounding more like a squeaking door rather than an actual sentence. "What did you say Sabu?" "N-Nothing!"

Mad Trigger Crew

Samatoki

He calls you classy shit like doll, honey, love. He's so sickly sweet when he calls you these pet names that you can't help the fluster that comes to your cheeks whenever he says it.

You're just about to go to bed, Samatoki already laying down. He's half asleep so you try and get in without much attention. As you fix yourself in bed, his hand finds yours and he stirs in his sleep. "G'night, love," he mutters, voice husk with tiredness. He falls back asleep quickly, unaware of the warmth spreading in your smile.

Jyuto

mjmjmjmjmmhmmhmgmmg he's so annoying. He's gonna pull out all the stops in an attempt to get you flustered but he's so smug and obvious with it that it makes you laugh. I know people consider Jyuto this sex god type beast but in my mind but I cannot imagine him as anything other than a pathetic house plant type of man.

He's leaning over the counter of the bar, sliding a drink he just bought your way. "Why hello there, dream boat," His eyes watch you from behind his glasses to see if you'll give the reaction he desires. "Mmmmm, try better next time, love," you wink back at him and he flusters instead. "Wh- why can't you just play along," he sighs, adjusting his tie and looking down bashfully.

Rio

In my previous writing for Rio I had him call his partner "dear" and I think it's so applicable to him!! He's a classic type guy and him calling you dear is just fjdafjsdkfdsj cute!

At the grocery store you always have to ask him to reach for the items at the top of the shelves. Even if you can reach it yourself it's nice to see how sweet he is whenever he hands the items to you. "Ah, Rio can you grab that pasta up there." "This one dear?" Rio perks up, holding the box in the air. "Yep! Thanks, love."

Fling Posse

Ramuda

AAAA RAMU!! He's gonna call you all the sweets. Sweetie-pie, sweetheart, sweetie, etc etc. Augh he'll even throw out a cutie in there when he's feeling like it. When in private and in intimacy, he'll call you such sweet affectionate terms like dear and love to show just how much he cares.

Ramuda hovers above you. The sheets tickle against bare skin and he intertwines your hands. "You look absolutely wonderful," he says, a smile spreading along his face. Your face flusters at the ever closening proximity between you two as he bends down. "Thank you for making my whole world, love," your lips connect within the darkness of your bedroom.

Gentaro

In public, he'll call you the most complex, cutesy, annoying nicknames when referring to you. Just cause he likes the reaction of the people around him- looks of ludicrousness and cringe. In private, he's not the type to pull a 'baby' or 'honey'. But he is the type to pull out daarin, which translates similarly to "my darling."

Gentaro's awake in the early mornings of the day. While you're still in bed, he's preparing tea for the two of you to share. You start to wake when he sets up a table beside you. "Ah, good morning, my darling," he greets you with a warm smile.

Dice

Similarly to Ichi, Dice is also a babe guy. He's always calling you with the widest smile on his face and a cheery tone to show just how much he cares. He totally calls you babe on social media whenever he posts you two like the sicko he is.

Your phone rings in your pocket and a smile comes on your face when you see the caller. "Hey? What's up?" You say to your boyfriend on the other line. "Baaaaabe-" he starts off and you roll your eyes playfully. "Can you pick me up? I don't have enough money left for the train fair..." "Of course, baby," you say. In reply you get a bunch of fast paced thank yous and smoochie noises over the phone.

Matenrou

Jakurai

He calls you angel cause you're his angel <3. His light in life, the star in his sky. He's such a sickly sweet romantic it's gross and yucky BLAH !

It was a hot day in Shinjuku and you were sitting in front of the house fan, trying to cool yourself off. Home alone for the time being, Jakurai was expected to come back with takeout. It was wayyyy to hot to fire up the stove. As if on cue, the door opens and Jakurai holds a teddy bear patterned reusable bag filled with cold soba and iced drinks. Still in the doorway he calls out to you, "I'm home, angel!"

Hifumi

Hifumi's the type to default to a lot of food based pet names. Pudding, honey, pumpkin, sugar, etc etc. He never calls you these in public, instead calling you by name around people. But in private, he's happy to call you all the sickly sweet food based names he can think of!

Doppo's out of the apartment today and you're visiting your boyfriend. He's cooking up a meal as you sit by him, talking about your day. "Ah yeah, the trains were closed earlier- something about flooding cause of the rain yesterday..." you say, fiddling with a cup of water. "Did you take a cab instead then, honey-bun?" Hifumi doesn't even look at you as he says the term of endearment, focused on the hot pan in front of him. It just spills out so naturally, alongside the accompanying smile on his face.

Doppo

Doppo doesn't really use nicknames- also finding it embarrassing when they slip past his lips. Though, deep down he really really really wants to call you these names! He wishes to be the type that can call his lover baby, love, dear, sweetie, etc etc. Though, they only really slip out when he gets a bit toooo tipsy.

Doppo's head rests on your shoulder on the train ride home. You, as the designated guide for both Doppo and Hifumi after you three went out drinking in the streets of Shinjuku, held onto their arms as you tried to stop them from collapsing on the floor. Doppo murmurs, trying to bat your hand away from holding onto Hifumi in annoyance. "Mmmmm, baby stop holding onntoo him you- HIC- you're mine..." Doppo nuzzles himself into your neck. You silently thank the late night as the train car was basically empty at this time. "I'm the love of yer life... not him..." It'd be a cute memory if Hifumi didn't vomit on the floor as soon as you stepped out the station.

Bad Ass Temple

Kuko

Kuko thinks of you as his little baby, no matter how annoying as it may come off. He loves being really cutesy with you, calling you his baby wherever he can. He's just silly like that!

You're sweeping the floor around his family's temple- gathering the falling leaves that come with the new season. You originally came to hang out with your boyfriend but he was no where to be found (probably procrastinating on sweeping the floor). The quietness is nice, you decide as you enjoy the peaceful change of pace. When a heavy presence hugs you from the back you start attacking it with the broom. "AHHHHH! BABY NO! BABY STOP WHAT ARE- OW! OW!" Kuko screams, disrupting the peace from before.

Jyushi

He's so cute I love him. He calls you all the terms of endearment relating to beauty, handsomeness, etc etc. If you're fem he'll call you princess (HE'S SUCH A PRINCESS GUY RIGHT GUYS???). But his general petname for you no matter your gender is gonna be 'dear.' Cause he's just so cute like that.

After one of his concerts you meet him backstage. He jumps into your arms, still in his stage uniform and makeup. But still, he’s your Jyushi. And your Jyushi peppers kisses all over your face as soon as you find some alone time. “Did you see me? Did you think I looked totally cool up there dear?” He’s excited, riding off the high from his performance. He’s smiling, radiating and you can’t help but reply with a yes, of course.

Hitoya

He's like Jyuto in he intentionally tries to be suave but unlike Jyuto, he actually succeeds. He calls you cutie cause he just thinks you're so adorable- all the time.

Its' the morning and he's about to leave. You fix his tie at the door, something he always chides you for doing for but never actually stops you from doing. It's a quiet morning and you fill the air with a hum. "And... all done, Mr. Bigshot Lawyer." A break from mundane routine, Hitoya hugs you and brings his face to your neck, speaking into it. "Thanks, cutie." You push him out the door before he can tease you about the flush on your cheeks.

Dotsuitare Hompo

Sasara

SASARAA MY BABY MY BABY. Out of the goodness of my heart, totally unbiased, Sasara is a total romantic UGH. He's the type to pull shit like "my partner," "my baby," "my love," UGHHHHHH I love him.

He comes home slurred, tipsy from a night of celebration with Rosho and Rei. Dotsuitare Hompo just passed their qualifying match to compete in the DRB and they couldn't be more excited. Sasara's drunken state results in 3 things- him struggling to open the door to your shared home, him buying you a several gifts from his night out, and him dropping several gifts on the floor as he tries to open the door. You hear commotion outside and open the door hesitantly. "Hello...?" You call, before you see your partner at the other side. "My baby!" Sasara screams, pulling you outside into a hug.

Rosho

Rosho's a pretty simple man. He doesn't want to overdo it with nicknames (unlike someone he knows) and he doesn't want to be so closed off you question his affection for you. He defaults to a simple "love" when referring to or from you- because that's all he feels for you.

He's grading papers and muttering to himself as he corrects the wrongs and praises the rights. Rosho's hand is in his hair as he whispers to himself. You walk into the living room, where he sits on the floor in front of the TV. Frowning at the messy state you find your partner in so late at night, you sit down beside him rest your head on his shoulder. "Ah- hello there, love," he smiles, a hand coming to your head to pat it. "Rest well."

Rei 404 NOT FOUND !!

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Long post, even longer taglist :3 Have this to fill the void between posts ehe

[nian-7]

Hypnosis Mic x gn!reader

✧February 11th - For you, My love (valentines day gifts for you)

✧valentines event, (all divisions + chuohku)

Something sweet and simple, probably a box of chocolates or a bouquet of flowers that they picked out for you specifically. They're not a big fan of Valentines Day but, to bring a smile to your face, they'll do anything. It might not be much but, they did put a lot of thought into which flowers to put in the bouquet or what kind of chocolates you'd like best.

-Jiro, Samatoki, Kuko, Hitoya, Otome, Ichijiku

They enjoy Valentines Day and get you something really cute! They get you flowers, some chocolate, and possible a little plushie they found! They likely slip some sort of gift card to your favorite cafe in as well. You mean a lot to them so might as well go all out right? They're also the type to make you those little paper 'coupons' that say stuff like "free one hour cuddle session" and put it in.

-Ichiro, Hifumi, Sasara, Jyushi, Nemu

He thinks Valentines Day is stupid and boring. He does not want to see all these lovey-dovey couples everywhere and it's honestly so annoying! That is until he realizes he has you. He still thinks the whole holiday is stupid but, he does buy you some chocolate and say Happy Valentines Day, just to make you smile. He might not like the day but he sure does love your smile.

-Saburo, Ramuda

Makes you something homemade that took them a lot of thought and time. They wanted the day to be special for you rather than simply giving what felt like no thought by buying simple flowers or chocolates. Their homemade creation could be chocolates they made themselves or it could be something they learned how to make just for you to enjoy. It might not be perfect but they're glad that you're happy with it.

-Rio, Gentaro, Dice, Doppo, Rosho

Very simple and honestly it doesn't seem like much thought was put it but, there was. He probably went to many shops just to find what he was looking for. It had to be the exact thing or else he wasn't buying it. He will eventually find what it is he's been searching for and present it to you. Hopefully you're happy with it because although it's a simple gift, he picked it out with you in mind the whole time.

-Jyuto, Jakurai, Rei

please do not repost any of my work without my permission, thank you for reading.

[guiraguira]

The hypmic guys sleeping with you.

💜 They hug you all night without moving an inch, with their chest on your back and burying their nose in your hair: Rio, Jakurai, Gentaro, Ichiro, Rosho

💜 They sleep on their backs and it is you who rests your head on his chest, feeling his heartbeat: Samatoki, Jyuto, Kuko, Rei, Hitoya

❤️ They need you to hold them all night and pat them gently on the back until they fall asleep on your chest: Doppo, Dice, Jyushi, (Saburo)

💜 It's impossible for them to stay still, they both change positions all the time and end up awkwardly with their arms and legs mixed together: Hifumi, Ramuda, Sasara, (Jiro)

Regardless of where I put them, I think Ichiro, Rosho, and Hifumi also really enjoy it if you let them sleep on your chest while you pat them gently.

(Actually, I feel a strong need to serve as a pillow to any of the hypmic guys)

[teriuss]

hello, i love ur writing so muchh! do u mind if i request about buster bros with reader that easily flustered? thank you!

thank you, love! that sounds so cute 🥺🥺🩵

Buster Bros!!! x Easily Flustered Reader

cw: slightly suggestive in jiro's part

Ichiro

It's what attracted him to you. He loved how easy it was to turn you red from something as simple as him running his hand through your hair.

Calls you Anpan-chan when you blush, because of how red your cheeks and nose get. (damn otaku)

He loves PDA, but understands it can sometimes be difficult with how embarrassing it is for you. That won't stop him from innocently holding your hand to make you trip over yourself hehe.

He writes music for you. It's always so sappy and cute, it makes you turn into a puddle of emotions.

The time he was as flustered as you was your first kiss. He took you on a date to a small cafe, one that had your favourite pastries. He had called beforehand to ask the staff to draw a heart on your food, and when it was brought out, Ichiro was covering half his face in embarrassment. You sat there in awe, not knowing what to do but stare at him. Your face felt so hot and no words could form.

"I, um, wanted to take you out today to tell you that I love you..."

He reaches over and kisses you softly. You're quietly screaming in the kiss, it was so cute, so romantic. But everyone who was in the cafe was watching!! It felt like a cloud of steam was about to come out of you. You pulled away to see he was the same.

Jiro

Does anything and everything to embarrass you.

Hand holding, sneaky kisses, laying an arm around you. All in public, by the way. You punched him when he brought you home.

"Haha, but you're so cute when you're shy..!"

He's very romantic in private, much to your torture. He kisses the knuckles on your hands with a tenderness you can tell he only reserves for you.

When this happens, it's so hard to look him in the eye. It's almost unbelievable that someone from Buster Bros! holds so much love in his heart for you! You hide your face in your hands.

He's still holding your hands, though. He's able to easily move them away and plant a sweet kiss on your face.

One time, you walked in on him watching an ero anime. You couldn't look him in the eye for days. What is up with that!

He ended up doing things to make you unable to talk to him without stuttering.

Saburo

Oh you think you're easily flustered? Check this out.

Who confessed first? Probably you.

You two barely spoke, so when you left a letter asking to meet after school in his desk, he had no idea it was going to be you.

The confession was an absolute disaster. No one could look each other in the eyes, someone tripped. Lots of uh's and um's. But it was perfect anyways. He accepted.

You two text more than you call, which works for both of you. Everything is new and embarrassing.

The first time he held your hand was when he walked you home for the first time. Your hand was sweaty, his was cold. So, so gross. But it was magical.

He began to hold your hand more often, which had your face a tomato the whole time. You so badly wanted to kiss him, but you were so flustered just having his hand touch yours. What would happen if his lips did? You might die!

Well, you didn't die. It was awkward, though. Your first kiss had too much teeth. But it was so you. You both were identical in redness and stammering madly.

[seangelfish]

would it be possible to request buster bros and what they would be like with a younger sister reader !! im not sure if this breaks any of the rules with like multiple characters im sorry 😭

Yes!! I love Buster Bros sooo much so I’m really excited to receive this request! And don’t worry, you haven’t broken any of the rules. I do allow multiple characters in headcanon/platonic fics, hehe! I hope you enjoy reading!!

Buster Bros w/ a younger sister

Featured characters: Ichiro Yamada, Jiro Yamada and Saburo Yamada (separate)

Genres/types: Headcanons

Word count: 2,006

A/N: For this, I decided to write the younger sister reader as a year or two younger than Saburo (age 12/13). I prefer the older sister trope when it comes to the baby bros, but this is actually a really cute fic request and I had a blast writing it!

Saburo's section was the hardest to write for, I'm not sure how it's longer than Ichiro's and Jiro's lmao I wrote this really quickly because I love them so so much, and I was honestly waiting for someone to request these three haha

ICHIRO YAMADA

- He doesn’t like picking favourites out of all his siblings, but Jiro and Saburo knows for sure that you’re his favourite.

- Is very kind towards you — of course he is kind to his brothers too — but even if you make a big mistake, he’ll just laugh at you, ruffle your hair, and tell you not to do it again. However, just because he's like this to you, doesn't mean he won't be stern. You need to learn that things have its consequences!

- You’re his cute little sister! All he wants to do is spoil you. Whenever he’s out and about in the streets of Ikebukuro, and something cute catches his eye, he’ll buy it for you. You’re always appreciative of it. Unfortunately, he won’t buy you snacks even when you beg for it.

“Nope, no snacks for you, (Y/N). It’ll ruin your teeth.”

“But onii-chan!”

“No means no.”

- Is very overprotective since he’s well known for his past delinquency and now for his role as leader for the Buster Bros. He’ll usually say no when you want to hang out with your friends from school. You understand why he’s doing this, but it’s still going to be annoying.

“Why can’t I just live a normal life?!” you cry one day.

Ichiro tenses up at this. “H-Hey, I’m trying my best, (Y/N)… Why don’t we do this? You can hang out with your friends this weekend if you let one of us keep an eye out for you?”

You take a while to answer.

“Okay… as long as you don’t make yourself seen by my friends.”

“Haha, deal.”

- Despite that, you’re able to hang out with all your brothers together whether it’s just to eat outside for lunch! Ichiro let’s you ride on his shoulders or hold hands with you. Even when you’re just 6/7 years younger than him, he still thinks of you as a baby.

- If you want a bite of his lunch, he'll easily give you some.

- Reads you a story when it's time to go to bed because he's been doing it since you were a toddler. He treasures this time so much because he knows that once you grow up, you won't want him to read you a bedtime story anymore.

- Sometimes you'll ask him to tell you a story of what he does with your brothers as the Buster Bros. He won't give you too many details, so you never know the full story of his adventures. Won't tell you much about his delinquent days. In fact, he may never mention it at all.

- Gives you a little goodnight kiss once you fall asleep, but will also kiss your forehead when you're about to drift to sleep.

- Is the first person to introduce you to his favourite animes and manga. You'd watch it together sometimes although your tastes may differ. If you like shonen, well good for both of you. If you like shojou, Ichiro will still watch it with you, and may even develop his tastes for it.

- Whilst watching anime together, you would rest your head on his lap. He'll stroke your hair like a cat.

- When you catch him taking a nap, you'd get on top of him like a blanket to take a nap on him. You're only doing this for the giggles because once he wakes up due to the heavy weight on his back, he gets super confused.

- Probably the brother that you hug the most out of. He's big and gives you the best hugs. Would lift you up in the air when the occasion is right.

- Your big brother that you respect. The first person you would go to whenever you need help. You find him to be the most reliable (which isn't surprising).

JIRO YAMADA

- You title him the more fun brother. Despite getting into arguments with Saburo all the time, he’s very sweet towards you. Why wouldn’t he be though? Look at you! You’re his cute little sister!

- However, if you were to make a mistake, he will get a bit angry with you, but not to a point where he’ll make you cry. He's just stern with you. Would probably pinch your cheeks and pull on them, laughing at how funny your face would look.

- Probably the brother that makes fun of you (but only as a joke)!

- Wants to spoil you too. Is willing to buy you your favourite snacks! Whenever he goes to hang out with his friends and he's at a shop, he texts you what snacks you want.

"Just don't tell nii-chan, alright?" he whispers with his index finger to his lips.

"Mmm!!" you agree happily.

- Is probably the brother that keeps an eye on you when you hang out with your friends from school. Weirdly enough, he's quite good at making himself not be seen by your friends AND you. It really feels like you're not even being followed by him. He also has friends that are willing to watch out for you too.

- He isn't really reliable when you need help on your homework though. Everyone in the family knows that Jiro isn't really smart when it comes to academics. You don't really mind it though because you still respect him nonetheless. You know he's trying, and you could actually relate to him in a way. He appreciates how understanding you are.

- So he's the only brother you would trust with when your grades aren't as good as you hoped they'd be. Sometimes you're just too scared to confront Ichiro about it, so Jiro would be your first option when you need to tell him about your failures. He would cheer you up and tell you that you can do better next time, encouraging you to tell Ichiro when you're ready.

"Jiro nii-chan, I didn't do well on my science test..." you whimper. "Onii-chan is going to be mad at me..."

"It's okay, (Y/N). It was probably just a bad day. You'll do well next time, so don't be sad! Do you want me to be there for you when you tell nii-chan?"

"Yes, please..."

- Likes to give you piggybacks, and is also willing to hold your hand too — only if you want to though, he doesn't usually initiate it.

- Unlike Ichiro, if you want a bite of his lunch, he'll refuse (only jokingly though). He ends up giving you a bit if you really wanted it.

- Likes to make you laugh by either telling you stupid jokes, making fun of Saburo, or just tickling you.

- Sometimes you hang out with him to play soccer. He really enjoys the sport, and you were always curious as to why. You may grow to like it too or maybe it's because you're just spending time with your big brother.

- Along with Saburo, he is the brother who picks you up from school. Ichiro is sometimes busy to do so. If he comes along with Saburo, you would link arms with both of them, you being in the middle.

- When Ichiro can't read you a bedtime story, Jiro tells you stories of what he has done instead, or the stories he hears from his friends. They are always so interesting.

- Usually gives you side hugs more than actual hugs. Ruffles your hair a lot. Gives you forehead kisses, but is pretty rare.

- Your big brother that you respect. He may not be reliable when it comes to school work, but you trust him with everything else.

SABURO YAMADA

- Since you're only a year or two younger than him, your relationship with Saburo is kind of... 50/50? A best friend kind of relationship more than an older brother one.

- The brother you actually get into mild arguments with, but since it's you, he'll actually apologise first. He won't ever apologise to Jiro, but you're his only sister, so he'll suck it up and try to fix things with you.

- Therefore, if you were to make mistake, he WILL be mad at you.

- Makes fun of you more than Jiro does. Of course, he's just joking though. He's not as harsh to you as he is with Jiro. All three brothers love you too much.

- If you ever start crying because of him, he'll immediately backtrack. Will start comforting you, rocking you like a baby although this is something anyone would rarely see him do. If he doesn't do this (which is rare), you'll threaten him with the 'I'm telling onii-chan' phrase.

- Will eat the snacks with you that Jiro had bought.

"But Jiro nii-chan bought me those!"

"Yeah? Let's go tell him to buy some more then."

"Saburo nii-chan!!!"

- Won't spoil you, but will do whatever you ask of him if it's reasonable.

- You title him the smart, but kind-of-mean brother. Probably scolds you the most out of all your brothers.

"(Y/N), what did I tell you?! It's your turn to wash the dishes today!”

"I'm sorry, Saburo nii-chan! I forgot!"

- Will help you on your homework even if you don't ask him for it. He's very reliable, so if you did need help, you'll always ask him for it. Surprisingly, he's happy to help you, and you bond with him every time you study together.

- You admire how smart he is, and you're always complimenting him on his high grades (and his hacking skills). This makes him realise how much he wants to keep getting better for you, so you could look up to him more than Jiro. After all, Saburo's the smart one, and your role model should be smart too.

He giggles to himself as he is finally given his test papers back to him, knowing he has full marks yet again. "I've got to show this to Ichi-nii and (Y/N)! They'll be so proud."

- Saburo doesn't have that many friends, so he's always appreciative of you that you'll accompany him around town to do errands or something mundane like that.

"Saburo nii-chan, let's go to the arcade today!"

"Eh, alright. Is there something you want to win?"

"Yes, that plushie over there!"

"Alright, here goes...!"

He actually ends up getting the plushie you want to your surprise.

- Cares a lot about you. Is always happy to see you come out of school as he picks you up. Asks about your day, and is always listening to you on whatever you have to say.

- If you want a piece of his lunch, he’ll immediately say no though. He’ll just buy you your own lunch.

- Is probably the brother that doesn't hug you as much or show too much affection. However, if you're deeply upset about something, he'll hug you without hesitation. And if he's extremely worried about you, and hasn't seen you all day, he will run up to you for a tight hug, then flick your head hard.

- Yet he won't say no if you want a piggyback from him. So most of the affection comes from your side.

- When it's time to go to bed, he acts like the annoying brother. He opens the door to your room, stare at you for a bit before leaving the door open.

"Saburo nii-chan! Close the door!"

"Nah."

- He's just joking though, so he ends up coming back to close it. He'll say goodnight to you and you'll say it back.

- Even when the two of you are close in age, you still call him 'nii-chan'. He finds it cute, and he hopes you won't stop calling him your big brother.

- Your big brother that you admire and respect despite his annoyingness. You can trust him with a lot of things and you appreciate how he is always willing to help you out.

Ultimately, you love your three older brothers very much, and you can never live without them.

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[hifuminnn]

hugs !

wanted to make hugs hcs to make up for all the inactivity :,))

ichiro - bear hugs 100% and side hugs when cuddling

jiro - bear hug as well, but more reserved than ichiro. loves to pick you up

saburo - quick hug but prefers holding hands

samatoki - arm around the shoulder to greet you, hugs you from behind in public and would hug you at the waist, resting his chin on the top of your head

jyuto - hugs you from behind ALL the time. loves it when you squeak at the sudden contact

riou - does not initiate hugs. usually calls your name to get your attention. however, if you hug him, he will wrap his arms around your shoulders to hug you back.

ramuda - runs and jumps at you in a catcher hug. does NOT care if he pushes you over as a result of the hug. he just wants to get close to you

gentaro - short hug as a greeting. prefers intertwining his fingers with yours as compared to hugging

dice - catcher hug. he would catch you but probably not all the time. doesn't care if the two of you topple and you crash on top of him either. he loves you too much

jakurai - unlikely to hug but if you initiate the hug, he will do a respectful hug where he wraps his arms around your shoulders. likes it when you hug him around his ribs.

hifumi - shocked when you hug him but would happily return the hug in a bear hug. smiles and giggles a lot when you do. would also do a catcher hug when you come home after a long day outside

doppo - one armed hug probably because he's an awkward man...would probably stand there shocked if you try to hug him, resulting in an unreciprocated hug (would probably apologise for being sweaty)

sasara - bear hug 100% as well. he loves you a whole whole lot and would immediately tell you all about his day while still having his arms wrapped around your waist. would also put his arm around your shoulders while talking

rosho - hug at the waist, he especially likes having his hands on your hips (although he may not admit it)

rei - loops his arm around to hook you in closer to him via your waist. loves it when you squeak from the contact as well and WILL grin at you as a result of that. would carry you like a princess. patting hug sometimes

kuko - almost yells at you when you first try to hug him but he slowly opens up to it. unlikely to initiate hugs as well but will wrap his arms around your waist/hips when you do hug him

jyushi - gets flustered when you hug him and exclaims out loud. hates sudden hugs and would prefer it if you asked him for a hug. would awkwardly wrap his arms around your shoulder

hitoya - wraps his arms around your waist and would lean his forehead against yours while hugging. loves slow dancing this way as well

[hypmicdaydreams]

valentine’s day 💕 pt. 1 (buster bros and mad trigger crew)

-pairings: buster bros x gn!reader, mad trigger crew x gn!reader (individual)

-genre: fluff

a/n: i wanted to post something short yet sweet for valentine's day, so i decided to write some headcanons about gifting the boys chocolates!! this is kinda based off the tradition in japan where girls usually give the guys obligatory (as the name suggests) or homemade (suggests that you have feelings for them) chocolate and they return the favor on march 14 or white day. reader is gender neutral, ofc. and i decided to split this up into three parts to make it easier to read, but every boy will be given a chance nonetheless! hope everyone enjoys 💕

ichiro

it comes as a welcome surprise, but ichiro is taken aback more than anything and definitely a little flustered

it’s been quite a while since he’s been gifted valentine’s chocolate, from what he can remember. it’s a bit shocking though, receiving chocolates from you. he doesn’t know what to feel exactly

he’s a little shy when you give him the chocolates, perhaps speechless for a second or two. he doesn’t quite know what to say or how to react, besides a sheepish thanks. it’s been a while after all

was this obligatory or homemade chocolate? ichiro couldn’t tell, not that it entirely mattered. it still made him feel butterflies, as sheepish as he is to admit

either way, his chest and mind felt all muddled. his heart beat resounds in his ears, and his face flushes, but ichiro still doesn’t entirely get it. mm, everything was too confusing

he’ll have to get you something more for white day. and perhaps get his feelings sorted out as well

jiro

flustered as fuckk

i mean, he for sure gets stashes of chocolates from others on valentine’s (and he has a lot of obligatory chocolate shopping to do next month); but from you?? yeah, jiro gets shy

mm, maybe he did have a little crush, who knows. but even as awkward as he gets when the others give him chocolates, he only seems to blush and stumble upon his words around you

jiro doesn’t know what to say or how to say them. the words get stuck in his throat, and he’s kinda left looking dumbfounded. and red

he’s already thinking of what to get you for white day next month, perhaps a bit too excited

homemade chocolate? he thinks he’s going to burst right then and there. he’s malfunctioning, his face too warm and heart beating too fast

he tastes your chocolate right away, unable to hold off ‘till after school. it’s sweet, of course, but more so than usual. yet, it’s still his favorite he’s ever tasted

saburo

doesn’t know how to receive it, really, because he’s so surprised and taken aback by the entire occurrence

saburo’s a bit popular, but he’s never thought of this happening. so right away, he’s stuck in a strange position

he’s all awkward i suppose, and stiff. he’s never been too well with others, of course, so saburo simply doesn’t know what to say or even how to physically react (maybe it’s a little cute). this was way beyond his capabilities

if it’s homemade, he kinda just…overloads? malfunctions maybe. it’s the thought and effort of it all really, no matter who it was. he’s never really had anyone that’d show him that much appreciation

he tries a bite, trying to suppress how strange he feels and how weird this entire ordeal was. it melts so smoothly in his mouth; he’s left a warm mess

ah, his feelings for you were definitely going to be a mess and so unreadable afterward

samatoki

confused, bewildered, surprised? more or less. i mean, he’s not exactly the type of person that’d be receiving chocolates to be honest

it could only mean one thing, really, if samatoki was getting chocolates from you, obligatory or not. but it probably doesn’t hit him until later, much later

mm, he does think it’s cute though. nemu used to give him obligatory chocolate back then, and i guess it is a bit of a soft spot for him. perhaps his heart skipped one beat afterward

he’s not exactly like giddy or anything, but he does seem less..irritated? than usual. actually, he feels pretty good that day. it’s subtle, but it’s there and very much noticeable

it’s sweet, perhaps too much for his liking, but you bet he’s going to devour it all regardless. it was you who gave it to him after all, and that meant everything. he couldn’t let your thoughts go to waste

jyuto

more amused than anything, mostly because he hadn’t entirely expected anything from you

it could be obligatory or homemade chocolate; either way, he’s probably going to tease you to some degree, especially if you guys were close to some extent

but really, this man is probably flustered internally. i mean, he hadn’t expected this gift; it had thrown him off. and jyuto usually likes to remain cool and composed, so it’s not a feeling he all too likes

but it’s the only thing his stupid mind can think of that day, always trailing back to the chocolates even amidst work. ugh, he’s unsure why he feels less well than usual that day, all warm and knots in the chest

it tastes better than all the obligatory chocolate he’s received from his coworkers at the station, that’s for sure. it melts in his mouth, a sickly feeling

it was definitely amusing, both the chocolates and himself

rio

definitely grateful!! but also a bit confused? he’s not entirely well versed

rio is aware of the tradition and holiday to some extent, but it’s never really been on his mind. but, he does think it’s super sweet of you to make the trip and gift him chocolates, even stay a little, even if he’s a little confused

he’s content in your presence, and you can tell how happy he seems, probably more than usual. rio has that soft look in his eyes, and his smile is sweet

the chocolates taste good! they’re delightful, he tells you. rio isn’t sure why, but he feels something fluttery in his chest, though it feels all too good

he’s definitely going to make it up to you, probably cook the two of you lunch at his site or whatnot or perhaps make his own chocolates for you as well

[matenrou-fan]

Could I request Saburo and Jiro's reactions to Ichiro announcing his engagement to his girlfriend?

Saburo and Jiro view her as a big sister.

Saburo and Jiro's reactions to Ichiro announcing his engagement to his girlfriend

femreader, fluff, just wholesome stuff;;

Despite Ichiro always trying to be strict with his youngest brothers, he hears their perspectives in all things and values their opinions very much. So when he started dating you, it was such a relief that both Jiro and Saburo surprisingly quickly adapted to your presence in their lives and didn't try to ruin your relationship with their big bro, as he doesn't want to choose between you and them.

After some time as he carefully watches how you treat his brothers and the opposite, Ichiro finally makes a decision. His feelings for you are almost at their peak now, and he was sure your soul was burning with passion no less than his own.. So today, he got ready to announce his engagement with you to his brothers..

-"Ni-san, are you for real?! There's no way..!"

-He doesn't want to sound annoyed or angry, Jiro just can't believe it! His big bro is old enough to marry someone now, and he has no idea how to react..

-Like, of course he's happy that his brother's bride is not someone but you, who's Jiro seems almost like a sister. Now he's sure Ichiro is in good hands..!

-Yet he can't help but feel a little worried. You wouldn't move away with him now, are you? Jiro would prefer to live all together, as a big family.. You already stay overnight a few times here and he's too ashamed to admit it but he actually was very happy to eat your cooking for breakfast or being met with your soft smile when he got back from school.

-He's a pretty sensitive boy who values his older brother very much, so please don't laugh at him for being a little bit clingy to Ichiro after this announcement.

-"Ni-san, even if you will be married soon, you wouldn't have children, are you..? Y-you know, you still have me and Saburo.."

-Jiro is just so afraid that a new, closer life with you will make Ichiro forget about him as he would be too busy raising his own kids. So there's no way he would let his big bro move out of this house in the next few years!

-"Huh? Well, what does it matter to me? I don't mind.."

-Well, it's actually a big matter for him, yet Saburo doesn't want to show it. With his arrogant attitude it was already hard to realize he's actually really like your presence here, and now this..!

-Don't get me wrong, he's actually happy. Saburo wouldn't respect someone who's not deserve it and sometimes it's very noticeable, even if he's trying to hide it, so he does see you as a good match to his brother.

-Also, thoughts about seeing your kind smile as you praise him for good grades on a daily basis sound so great.. Sometimes he feels like he loves to brag in front of you about his new achievements even more than in front of his big bro. (and you're not scolding him that harsh for how much time he spends hacking something..)

-"Ichi-ni, just don't forget about us too..! You're not building a new family, you're expanding our, okay..?!"

-One of rarest occasions where Saburo agrees with Jiro about keeping you both under their attentive gaze, as he also gets quite jealous of you spending more time with their big bro now. Yes, he sees you like a big sis, yet don't get cocky about it, okay?!

"It's seems like they both still not really ready to let you go.." - you giggle, playing with your lover's hair as you two sit together in his room.

"Ahh, don't think about it too much. It's just their way to get over it.." - A small sigh escapes Ichiro's lips as he embraces you, throwing you on his bed. - "You know, it's actually a pretty soft reaction.. Most of the time they don't even let anyone talk with me properly.."

"It's pretty cute you have such defenders.." - another laugh bursts out of your chest, and then you kiss him on the forehead.

"You said it's because you didn't see them that often. Now when they become quite attached to you too, expect that they both would cling to you the same way they annoy me.." - Ichiro mumble yet you can see the corners of his lips lifted up, as he enjoys the warmth of your lips.

"Ahh, decided to scare me away after I already got engaged with you? Don't worry, I love to spend my time over them.."

Ichiro smirks, kissing you back in the nose too, before looking right into your eyes with a soft loving gaze.

"Well, maybe that's the reason they liked you that much now.." - his lips finally meet yours in a quick soft kiss. - "And the reason why I fell for you so bad.. Cause you're always so attentive and kind, s/o, to everyone around you.."

"Ah, no, Ichiro, stop it.." - you can't help but blush, giggling shyly from his words before luring him into another kiss.

"I'm serious, s/o… my bride, my wife, my love.. I love you.."

[dreanwitch]

O dia mais quente do ano

Jiro monta um plano supercomplexo de diversão do verão para vocês dois, mas desde o primeiro momento as coisas já começam dando errado. Será que ele irá resistir em te dar o primeiro beijo, ou irá conseguir seguir o plano para o fim de verão perfeito baseado em mangás Shoujo que ele planejou?

Independente do resultado, Ichiro gostaria de ter sido avisado com antecedência.

|Jiro Yamada x F!Reader| - | 7.000 palavras |

O verão, como sempre, estava extremamente quente. O sol ostentava seu brilho no céu azul reluzente, os jardins estavam verdes e bem vistosos combinando perfeitamente com a beleza alegre de um dia iluminado. Seria lindo e inspirador se não fosse tão desagradável.

Bom, quem sabe caso estivesse em casa... Descansando em seu quarto com a cortina aberta para a luz entrar e sentindo a brisa do ar condicionado lamber seu corpo vestido com roupas leves, talvez pudesse apreciar a beleza da estação. Se fosse assim, você poderia afirmar o quanto aquele dia estava belo.

Contudo, sua situação no momento era bem adversa. Você estava no meio da rua, debaixo daquele sol escaldante. A tarde estava tão quente que chegava a ser opressora. Tudo o que desejava mais profundamente era que o calor aterrorizante do verão não existisse, mesmo que aquele desejo não fizesse exatamente sentido. 

O suor saia de dentro do seus poros em massa, ele escorria pela pele como água enquanto você lutava contra uma subida íngreme em cima de uma bicicleta. Pedalando dolorosamente devagar. 

Para piorar tudo, até mesmo a pouca brisa que corria pela cidade era agonizante e quente, o vento parecia até mesmo ter saído direto de um forno aberto. Você ofegou e arfou, a mochila que estava meio pesada com cadernos e livros nas costas esquentava. Definitivamente aquela não era a melhor maneira de aproveitar uma terça feira no meio das férias. Nem pensar. Não mesmo! E nem de atravessar as ruas de Ikebukuro num dia quente. Onde estava com a cabeça quando teve a péssima ideia de sair de casa naquele dia, de sair de bicicleta ainda por cima? Se pudesse voltar no tempo definitivamente não teria tomado aquela decisão, talvez até tivesse optado por não sair e remarcar seu compromisso para a próxima semana.

Antes de sair de casa havia tomado banho, tanto para amenizar o calor quanto para se preparar. Seu corpo que antes estava cheiroso e fresco agora não passava de uma coisa pegajosa, molhada e grudenta, envolvido por suor salgado e incômodo misturado com o cheiro leve cheiro de sabonete, creme e perfume. Você sentia as gotas escorrendo com vontade por todos os lugares possíveis enquanto molhava suas roupas, cada vez mais arrependida por ter tomado a decisão de sair de casa de bicicleta e totalmente incerta e sobre aparecer na frente de Jiro nesse estado.

Apenas a ideia lhe fazia revirar o estômago. Era bobo? Sim, bastante, mas não deixava de ser verdade. 

No entanto, não havia mais tempo para refletir e se importar com o tópico que, provavelmente, nem mesmo o próprio Jiro se importava. Logo em frente ao seu destino você desceu da bicicleta ofegante e ficou segurando o guidão com força, tomando tempo para se recompor embaixo da sombra de uma árvore. 

Depois de tomar certo tempo para acalmar as pernas, os pulmões e os nervos você pegou o telefone na mochila e ligou para Jiro, avisando que havia chegado em sua casa. Ele não atendeu. Então, você resolveu mandar uma mensagem, contudo, ele também não respondeu, na verdade, nem mesmo chegou a visualizar. 

Você bufou irritada, pois quando precisa que o telefone dele esteja no bolso ele nunca está. O telefone de Jiro fica em todo lugar, até mesmo na geleira, mas nunca com ele, pelo menos não quando você precisa que ele esteja. Você fez uma careta e guardou o próprio celular no bolso de trás do short, até o aparelho que estava dentro da mochila estava quente, provavelmente iria descarregar em breve. 

Bom, não lhe restava mais muitas opçẽs. Encarando a fachada da casa, você respira fundo. Foi sua primeira vez na casa dele, será que ele estava planejando lhe apresentar para os irmãos? Ou ele queria poder passar algum tempo sozinho com você? Ambos os cenários deixavam você extremamente nervosa, afinal, vocês namoravam apenas desde a última semana de aulas. Tudo era muito novo e muito embaraçoso. Céus! 

Claro, na medida do que fosse possível, em meio aquele dia infernal, você deixou as reflexões de lado e finalmente se moveu. Parando em frente a inscrição Yamada, aguardou por um segundo, o rosto estava corado e talvez não fosse simplesmente por causa do sol. Por que você havia concordado com aquilo mesmo? Fazer as tarefas em um café seria mais que suficiente, teria ar condicionado e você poderia comprar algo delicioso.

Reunindo forças, você estacionou a bicicleta e tocou a campainha esperando na porta. Nervosa, estalando os dedos suados.

Não muito depois a porta foi atendida e um garoto apareceu do outro lado. Você rapidamente o reconheceu como o Yamada mais novo, Jiro já havia contado do irmão menor muitas e muitas vezes. A expressão dele enquanto te olhava indicava sem rodeios que você havia batido a porta em um momento inoportuno, ele nem tentou disfarçar. Aquilo te fez engolir seco e sentir um leve calafrio naquele dia calorento. Quem diria, que depois de tudo o que havia passado para chegar até ali, agora seria enxotada por um garoto de quatorze anos.

— Precisa de alguma coisa? — o garotinho indagou no meio do seu silêncio, a sua voz era meio aguda e engraçada, mas ainda assim fofa apesar de estar na fase de mudança. Ele era engraçadinho.

— Que fofo… — sem querer lhe escapou. Mas era verdade, não tinha como não ser, o rosto gordinho e as manchinhas pelo rosto que lembravam as de Jiro lhe davam muita vontade de apertar suas bochechas, e isso sem falar nos olhos redondinhos e em cores exóticas. O irmãozinho do seu namorado era uma gracinha e você estava toda boba agora que finalmente havia o visto de perto.

— Oi? — Saburo questionou fazendo uma careta irritada, franzindo o cenho e quase fechando a porta em sua cara. Você recuou meio passo e tentou ver alguma coisa dentro da residência. Céus, que vergonha. 

— Ah, eu… uhm... desculpe! — Você conseguiu dizer com clareza, olhando nos olhos do menino e levantando a mão em uma saudação tardia para o cumprimentar. Não que fosse uma pessoa tímida, mas estava envergonhada pelo elogio jogado sem querer. Finalmente se estabilizando novamente, bom, mais ou menos, você mexeu na alça da mochila. Distribuindo melhor o peso dos cadernos e falando um tanto mais alto do que deveria:

— Yamada-kun. Eu vim ver o Yamada-kun. — Prontamente o arrependimento bateu pela escolha tola das palavras que foram desperdiçadas e jogadas para fora da boca. Todos os que moravam naquela casa eram Yamada. Sua voz saiu travada e robótica.

Aquele garoto fofinho provavelmente acabava de gravar em sua mente o seu rosto lhe associando a figura de uma grande esquisita, a cara dele mostrava isso com clareza. Ele nem sequer tentou esconder o fato. Cruel. Talvez ele estivesse a ponto de a chutar para fora... quem sabe? Você definitivamente não duvidava. Que beleza, heim…

Saburo era meio que daquele jeito e isso não era nada que Jiro não tivesse comentado uma vez ou dez antes, quem sabe até mais. E falando em Jiro, onde será que ele estava quando você mais precisava da presença dele?

Encarando o garoto mais novo na porta da casa com nada de relevante, você sentiu um flash de curiosidade a respeito de como Jiro se parecia nessa idade. Provavelmente não havia mudado coisa alguma já que tinha tanto tempo assim. No máximo ele deveria ser um pouco mais baixo do que era hoje.

Saburo inspirou fundo, ele estava suando. Abrir a porta apenas fazia com que a brisa incômoda e quente entrasse dentro de casa. Se pudesse, ele preferia passar o menor tempo possível ali e voltar o mais rápido possível à sua leitura.

Não era necessário ser um gênio para perceber que aquela pessoa do outro lado da porta estava procurando por alguém em sua casa que provavelmente seria o seu segundo irmão mais velho. Como ele nunca a havia visto em toda sua vida, soube instantaneamente que não era ele, e, sem pensar duas vezes, julgou também que seu irmão mais velho, Ichiro, não se envolveria com alguém daquele jeito, nem pensar. Além do mais, ele também não tinha avisado sobre estar esperando alguém a trabalho.

Aquela garota plantada na porta estava praticante cheirando a Jiro Yamada. Ele sempre trazia problemas a Ichiro.

E antes de deixar que ela falasse mais coisas confusas Saburo bufou, passando as mãos na testa suada colocando o cabelo para trás. Procurando acabar com aquilo de uma vez, ele voltou para dentro gritando alto o nome do irmão acompanhado de um insulto, claro, apenas para não perder o costume. 

Você percebeu a voz dele afinar um pouco quando gritou e riu baixinho, infelizmente ele ouviu. Você notou a estranha rigidez e irritação em sua postura quando ele a encarou rapidamente. 

Felizmente, sem muita demora a voz de Jiro também pôde ser escutada do lado fora onde você estava. Ele gritou algo meio incompreensível de volta para o irmão mais novo e você aguardou por ele ansiosa. 

Inclinada em direção a dentro da casa sem conseguir ver nada, você escutou uma briga florescer do lado de dentro. Nenhum dos dois meninos parecia se importar em lhe atender apropriadamente. Sem o poder da escolha você ficou escutando tudo sem jeito, quase querendo ser engolida pelo chão e envolta pela sensação pesada de que não deveria estar ali. Não agora. 

Era impressão ou eles estavam se estapeando ou algo parecido?

Quando menos esperou Jiro abriu a porta abruptamente chamando seu nome no susto, ele estava todo desgrenhado e parecia estar vendo um fantasma. Saburo falou mais uma coisa e foi ignorado pelo irmão que mostrou o dedo do meio para ele. Jiro deu um passo em sua direção instintivamente você deu um pequeno passo para trás. Ele se inclinou para ficar na altura dos seus olhos, o rosto dele estava corado, mas você não sabia dizer se era apenas pelo calor que fazia.

Cruzando os braços sobre o peito, você reprimiu um sorriso que surgiu em seus lábios quando o viu e falou um oi sem graça, pretendendo estar brava. Contudo, terminou rindo baixinho dele, que parecia muito ansioso. Apesar de sobrecarregada, vê-lo fazer aquele olhar fofo e sem jeito enquanto estava inclinado em sua direção recarregou as suas energias mentais exauridas. Bem, ao menos boa parte delas.

— O que você está fazendo aqui!? — seu namorado grosseiramente questionou ainda se mostrando confuso demais, mas com um largo sorriso no rosto. Ele correu para dar uma olhada bem rápida dentro de casa dando a impressão de estar conferindo algo e então saiu para se encostar na porta entreaberta, encarando-lhe, incerto.

— Do que você está falando? — Você ficou tensa tentando lembrar se de fato era terça-feira.

— Ué… mas…

Em dúvida, você não esperou por Jiro e tirou o telefone do bolso nervosamente para conferir. Ao confirmar que estava certa, aproveitou para abrir o aplicativo de mensagens à procura das conversas da última sexta, agora muito chateada por Jiro ter simplesmente se esquecido do compromisso dos dois.

— Não lembra que a gente combinou de fazer as atividades das férias hoje? — Você indagou com a mão na testa, tremendo de indignação. Erguendo o telefone na altura dos olhos coloridos do Yamada para que ele pudesse ler a mensagem, onde você confirmava o horário em que iria aparecer no dia em que ELE havia sugerido e insistido para que VOCÊ aparecesse.

— Era hoje?!? — o rapaz alto exclamou grosseiramente, tomando o telefone de suas mãos com força para olhar de perto. 

— Que dia você acha que é hoje? Me fala? — você encarou Jiro decepcionada, bom, ele sempre trocava tudo isso não era surpresa nenhuma.

Como se estivesse sufocado, ele puxou a camisa e a usou para se abanar. Jiro grunhiu alguma coisa e engoliu seco sem conseguir olhar em sua figura de pé a frente dele. 

Você arregalou os olhos, secando o abdômen meio exposto dele. Não achava que fosse presenciar algo assim tão cedo, pelo menos não antes da volta às aulas ou dos treinos do clube de futebol.

Sinceramente… Se apenas você não estivesse muito envergonhada enquanto o encarava praticamente se despir na porta de casa… Droga, você o mataria.

— …Domingo? — o garoto perguntou com a mais pura incerteza esperando do fundo do seu coração uma resposta positiva. Quando não teve resposta ele bagunçou o cabelo aparentando estar sem jeito e então lhe devolveu o telefone.

Você começou a brincar com o aparelho sem saber o que fazer com as mãos olhando para Jiro com descrença. 

— Não, hoje é terça-feira, Jiro. Dia do lançamento dos episódios de semanais daquele seu anime. — Depois de alguns segundos sem conseguir dizer nada você finalmente o respondeu apática. Era normal ficar perdido durante as férias, mas ele deveria ao menos saber que dia era aquele já que acompanhava religiosamente os lançamentos daquele shonen a um ano. Não tinha como o Yamada ter confundido uma terça. Além do mais, aquele era o dia em que vocês tinham marcado de se encontrar. 

O adolescente não disse nada, ele desviou o olhar para o lado completamente. As bochechas vermelhas demais para ser considerado apenas um sintoma do calor excessivo enquanto enfiava as mãos nos bolsos da frente da bermuda. 

Os dois apenas se encaram em silêncio por um longo momento.

— …

— …

— Confundiu os dias, não é? Não faça isso comigo de novo. — você indagou certeira, balançando a cabeça em negação. Recusando-se encarar o rosto de Jiro por um momento. Esse tipo de coisa era bem irritante.

O garoto mordeu o lábio olhando para longe.

Você levantou uma das mãos em descaso e soltou uma respiração profunda antes de chamar a atenção dele. Cansada demais para se esquentar com Jiro sendo Jiro. Não dava nem para falar nada, você sabia o que estava se metendo quando decidiu se declarar para ele.

— Então... amanhã você aparece lá em casa, tudo bem? Eu não vou mais andar esse caminho todo de bicicleta nesse calor nunca mais na minha vida. — dando meio volta ao terminar, você procurou a chave da corrente da bicicleta no bolso. Preparada para ir embora.

Nesse momento Jiro deu um passo à frente e agarrou seu ombro. A sua mão era grande e estava suada, assim como você. Nesse momento você parou bruscamente, ouriçada pelo toque quente. Então o garoto chamou seu nome para que você o encarasse. 

Jiro engasgou com as palavras diante do seu olhar curioso, ele então optou por pegar na alça da sua mochila, com medo de que você estivesse desconfortável com aquele toque suado. 

— Você vai voltar agora? — O garoto quis saber, apreensivo.

— Sim. Tenho a impressão que não cheguei em um bom momento. — você apontou para a porta.

— N-não é nada disso! Saburo só gosta de me irritar, você sabe. — Jiro respondeu repentinamente, um pouco alto demais, acenando ambas as mãos em negação. Ele estava bem nervoso agora.

Afinal, você estava na porta da casa dele naquele momento enquanto ele havia acabado de pisar na bola. Seu plano de verão perfeito já havia começado com o pé esquerdo e para piorar, tudo no que ele conseguia se concentrar agora era como você tinha um cheiro tão doce e como estava prestes a entrar em sua casa. Ele ainda não estava mmentalmente preparado para isso.

Jiro fechou os olhos com força, e, ao ignorar a culpa que sentiu por ter trocado os dias da semana a primeira coisa em que pensou foi: Saburo não estava tão errado quando dizia a todo tempo que ele era burro. Custava colocar um alarme no celular? Ele havia ficado tão focado trancado no quarto lhe preparando um presente especial que mal havia percebido os dias passarem. 

Ele queria muito te puxar para dentro de casa logo e ir para o quarto para ficar a tarde inteira conversando, assistir anime, comer alguns salgadinhos, ver um filme e poder ficar pertinho de você, só os dois. Tudo aconteceu tão rápido que ele sequer teve tempo para isso. 

A última semana de aula passou voando! Ele nem mesmo conseguiu te acompanhar até a rua de casa como costumava fazer por causa do reforço de matemática depois da aula. Além disso, parecia que seus amigos sempre te monopolizam durante os intervalos de almoço, foi um saco. Por isso ele fez todo o seu plano de verão, que começava com vocês fazendo as tarefas de férias juntos. Você iria o ajudar com as atividades e ele poderia lhe mostrar como estava se esforçando ultimamente com os estudos, e no final os dois terminariam tudo e sentariam para assitir um filme em seu notebook. Nesse momento, Jiro tomaria coragem e iria casualmente colocar a mão dele sob a sua! Aguardando pacientemente que voce relaxasse sob o toque dele para finalmente entrelaçar seu dedos juntos. Ai vocês finalmente ficariam de mãos dadas pelas primeira vez! 

Só havia algo muito importante do que Jiro estava se esquecendo, extremamente importante. Você havia ido até lá, mas como será que estava o estado do quarto dele agora? Bom, com certeza não era o lugar mais arrumado do mundo, ele planejava limpar tudo na noite seguinte caso hoje fosse mesmo domingo mas não tinha mais tempo pra isso. O pensamento lhe deu calafrios.

Aquele era um momento decisivo na vida de um casal recém formado. E, mesmo incerto sobre a impressão que passaria para a garota de quem gostava ao mostrar toda sua bagunça, o que quem sabe, poderia até mesmo chegar a custar sua relação recém estabelecida. Jiro não queria deixar a namorada ir embora daquele jeito. Andar no meio da rua naquela tarde era crueldade.

Jiro respirou fundo após tomar sua decisão, rezando para que você não quisesse terminar com ele depois de ver toda sua bagunça. Você sempre relevava todas as besteiras dele desde o dia em que se conheceram, mas ele ainda continuava temendo por coisas assim, afinal, nunca se sabe.

De todo jeito, ainda tinha a sala... Bom, Saburo provavelmente iria fazer caso apenas porque ele estava com visita, mas Jiro podia tirar o irmão mais novo dali facilmente e o carregar a força para o quarto...

Não, não. Era melhor nem tentar.

Um frio nervoso congelou o estômago do Yamada e ele empalideceu, a ideia do seu irmão mais novo cismar por alguma coisa e terminar por contar a sua namorada coisas constrangedoras sobre ele era aterrorizante. O merdinha do Saburo com certeza iria fazer algo daquele tipo se ele tentasse tirar ele dali. E mesmo que eles dividissem o cômodo, Saburo não perderia a oportunidade de provocar o irmão mais velho. Iria ser um inferno e atrapalharia tudo. O mais novo era qualquer coisa menos bobo, ele com toda certeza já havia entendido a situação quase toda, até mesmo as estrelinhas dela. Era melhor não ficar por perto agora, a bomba era fácil de explodir. 

Não que Jiro mantivesse segredos da namorada, ele nunca fez isso quando eram apenas amigos, não tinha motivos para começar agora. Era só que… bem, existem algumas coisinhas que para o bem de homem é melhor que a namorada não descubra o que ele faz. 

— Como você já veio e trouxe suas coisas a gente pode fazer as atividades hoje, que tal? — Jiro ofereceu, de repente meio pertubado tentando distanciar esses pensamentos da cabeça. Ele ergueu as duas mãos até os ombros da garota como se fosse tocar, mas não o fez. — O Ichi-nii foi conseguir um gelo picado, a gente vai fazer raspadinha. Podemos comer enquanto fazemos as atividades.— o garoto completou doce e entusiasmado sabendo que sua oferta era irresistível naquele calor.

Ele não estava muito animado para passar a tarde no quarto fazendo todas as atividades das férias. Jiro definitivamente não gostava nada de estudar, mas até mesmo essa tarefa torturante poderia se tornar algo bem interessante se ele estivesse junto com você. Jiro iria poder passar a tarde quente vendo de perto como você ficava fofa concentrada, rabiscando anotações e resolvendo exercícios. A tortura iria valer a pena. E depois vocês poderiam ficar juntos e tomar uma raspadinha!

O pensamento antecipado arrancou um sorrisinho satisfeito do menino. Com atenção ele lhe encarou e esperou uma resposta. Você passou a mão na testa limpando as gotas de suor e abanou o rosto, evitando olhar para ele. Não estava mais nem brava nem nada, era só que ele era muito fofo sorrindo assim e aquilo era demais para você. Dando uma olhadinha brevemente na bicicleta estacionada, você guardou a chave e o respondeu, sem jeito.

— Faz sentido. Eu também não acho que tenha disposição para fazer o mesmo caminho agora, apesar de que seja mais fácil por causa da descida… E uma raspadinha cairia muito bem. — sorriu.

— Não é? — Ele concordou abrindo a porta para você e esperando que entrasse na frente dele.

— Entra, é por aqui.— Jiro estendeu a mão a chamando quando você permaneceu timidamente parada do lado de fora.

— Com licença. — você engoliu seco e entrou, parando apenas para tirar os sapatos. A casa estava bem mais fresca comparado ao lado de fora então foi um alívio enorme entrar. Adentrando no lar dos Yamada, seguindo atrás de Jiro você olhava com curiosidade para todos os cantos. Moravam apenas os três irmãos, mas a casa era muito bem arrumada. Na sala você teve o vislumbre de Saburo deitado no chão, havia um ventilador ali, você o encarou e não resistiu de comentar com Jiro assim que vocês dois entraram no quarto dele e o garoto encostou a porta:

— Seu irmãozinho é muito fofo.

— Eh? Você acha isso? — Jiro parecia em choque, ele até mesmo se atrapalhou ao abrir a mesinha no centro do cômodo. 

— Sim.

O rapaz escutou a resposta franca mas não acreditou. Ele perguntou o que o pestinha do Saburo havia dito a ela na entrada para que sua namorada pensasse algo assim. O namorado se aproximou da garota inclinando-se sobre ela a obrigando a recuar um pouco para trás. Ele averiguou o rosto dela, estava levemente úmido e vermelho, mas não é como se isso significasse muita coisa, estava quente o suficiente para que fosse normal. Provavelmente os seus miolos fritaram com o sol no caminho de sua casa até a residência dos Yamada.

Comovido com a ideia dela estar super aquecendo e poder morrer ou algo assim, Jiro rapidamente toma os ombros da menina, perguntando apreensivo:

— Você está bem? Acho que todo esse sol e calor te fez mal. Não quer uma água? Chá gelado? — Ele ofereceu sério e por dentro riu da própria atitude exagerada, pois ela o encarava com olhos enormes e adoráveis. Aquilo deixava o seu coração fraco e molenga. 

Ele sem querer encarou os lábios da menina por um segundo e, usando de toda força de vontade que tinha, não se permitiu pensar em nada indevido. Jiro estava planejando o primeiro beijo a tempos, iria acontecer no final do verão, no último dia, e seria como a cena de light novel romântica ou de um mangá shoujo. Ele faria de tudo para que fosse perfeito para ela e que ela adorasse, tinha de ficar marcado e ser especial, então ele resistiu com a toda força do seu espírito contra a vontade de se aproximar nem que fosse só um pouquinho pra tocar sua boca. 

Meio assustada a garota segurou os pulsos do rapaz tentando aliviar a pressão e o empurrar para trás, Jiro estava perto demais. Ela olhou nos olhos dele mas sua atenção caiu quase automaticamente na manchinha preta bem ao lado da boca dele. Era fofo. Ela espiou a boca dele e engoliu seco, sentindo uma gota de suor escorrer pelo próprio pescoço. Ela sem querer olhou para a mandíbula do namorado, o pescoço e então clavícula e quando percebeu o que estava fazendo, com força desviou o olhar para qualquer coisa no canto. Sendo rápida em dar uma resposta a ele, levantando o dedo indicador no processo próximo ao rosto de Jiro.

— Já que você ofereceu, eu quero água gelada. Bem gelada. Tá calor aqui, né. Se não for incômodo pode trazer uma garrafa?

Ele prontamente concordou e se afastou transtornado. Aquele último momento foi… definitivamente foi algo. Eles nunca estiveram tão próximos desde o início do namoro. 

Olhares estranhos assim já aconteceram anteriormente, Jiro lembrava bem da vez que eles seguraram as mãos por mais tempo do que seria realmente necessário quando ele a ajudou a se levantar na aula de educação física ou quando ficaram em frente ao semáforo aberto voltando para casa, em silêncio apenas olhando um para o outro, mas dessa vez eles estavam… tão perto. Jiro havia se esquecido de como respirar por um segundo enquanto a segurava. Fazer o coração voltar a bater normalmente seria muito difícil. CÉUS, essa tarde seria uma provação. 

Quando Jiro se foi, você finalmente respirou com calma, ainda com os sentidos perturbados demais pra pensar coerentemente.

— E não seja exagerado, Saburo tem uma aparência muito fofa. — Se Jiro não a houvesse desconcentrado segundo atrás, você teria dito antes. Era difícil focar depois daquilo, seus sentidos pareciam estar embriagados enquanto o coração batia descontrolado no peito. Será que ainda dá para voltar para casa agora? 

Jiro estalou os dedos como se lembrasse de algo de repente e pontuou, todo mole e gaguejando:

— Você tinha de ver quando ele era bem pequeno. Ele me tratava como irmão mais velho e tudo mais! Não era um chato metido a inteligente. Era mais fofo ainda! Ele detesta quando eu falo disso. Tenho certeza que tem algumas fotos em algum lugar aqui.

— Fotos? — você perguntou contendo o riso devido a postura boba do Yamada.

— Você quer ver? — ele questionou ficando sério novamente, Jiro tinha de perguntar para Ichiro onde os álbuns da época do orfanato estavam guardados por que ele não fazia a mínima ideia.

— Sim, quando terminarmos. — ela assentiu com um sorriso, colocou a mão no queixo e franziu o cenho olhando para o garoto em sua frente de cima a baixo. 

— O que foi? — curioso, Jiro perguntou.

Ela fechou os olhos séria e contemplou assentindo:

— Mm, acho que você devia ser uma gracinha também quando era criança. Ainda é. — Ela riu, dando tapinhas na cabeça dele como se Jiro fosse um filhote.

— E-EU? — o Yamada engasgou, seu coração acelerou novamente e ele encarou o chão com um jeitinho bobo e acanhado, pedindo para que a namorada sentasse e saindo do quarto depressa.

Você fez como indicado. Deixando a mochila ao lado da mesa, arrumou os cadernos e aguardou. Aproveitando o tempinho sozinha para dar uma olhada comprida no quarto de Jiro. Não era tão cheio nem tão grande. Alguns mangás estavam empilhados no canto, pôsteres de anime, de músicos e bandas conhecidas adornavam as paredes, também tinham algumas figures espalhadas decorando o quarto aqui e ali.

Coisas de música que você não sabia bem qual era a função estavam espalhados pela cama e chão. Alguns instrumentos nas paredes do cômodo também lhe captaram a atenção; encostado a cama havia um notebook com um programa aberto, fones grandes logo ao lado e junto de uma caixa de som pequena estava sua guitarra conectada. Você chegou mais perto para dar uma olhada no que ele estava fazendo e sentiu tentada a pôr a mão, mas resistiu com força. Tinha algumas coisas marcadas em uma folha, era uma espécie de partitura incompleta. Será que ele estava compondo uma música? O pensamento lhe deixou muito admirada. 

Sabia que Jiro era muito bom com o instrumento barulhento e fez anotação mental de pedir para que ele tocasse algo para que escutasse qualquer dia. 

Ele não demorou em voltar e encostou a porta mais uma vez depois de entrar. Sem jeito, vendo que você mexia nas coisas, Jiro quase tropeçou enquanto corria para catar tudo e deixar em cima da cama. Envergonhado. 

Você ainda não sabia, mas ele estava trabalhando em uma surpresa. Era bobo e ele não queria que você risse dele, então Jiro tratou de guardar tudo o mais rápido possível. 

Você aceitou o copo de água fria e bebeu logo de uma vez, envergonhada pelo namorado te-la pego fuçando em suas coisas pessoais. Assim, para disfarçar, pegou logo o caderno e sinalizou que era melhor começarem com as atividades.

Jiro sentou-se bem ao seu lado. Você corou, nada naquilo parecia bem real. 

Dias atrás, você estava atrás dele como um cachorrinho, acompanhando o garoto pela escola e assistindo seus treinos no clube de futebol enquanto não percebe que ele está fazendo o mesmo. Então, você finalmente decide que vai falar com ele sobre seus sentimentos e ele aceita tudo tão feliz que chora. E aí você está namorando com seu idiota favorito e vocês então sozinhos no quarto dele em um dia tão quente quanto o inferno. Era muito pra acompanhar. E para piorar, você não conseguia se concentrar. 

Você o observou de canto, enquanto fugia das questões de literatura. O tempo parecia não passar. Jiro franzia a testa, provavelmente muito confuso com a leitura de alguma palavra na atividade e você apenas prestava atenção em sua fisionomia pensativa e em seu bico preocupado. Talvez fosse culpa da quantidade de mangás shoujo que andava lendo nos últimos tempos, mas tudo o que você queria agora era saber qual seria a sensação de um beijo dele. Quem diria que essa ideia de estudar fosse mesmo uma grande furada.

— Ahhh, está tão quente hoje. — foi tudo o que você pensou em comentar, enquanto bebia mais água e colocava a garrafa perto de si. Procurando uma forma de dissipar esses pensamentos.

— P-pode apostar. — Jiro sentado ao lado respondeu, não muito diferente de você agora. Ansioso por estar tão perto, as bochechas coradas enquanto ele prestava mais atenção do que realmente deveria em seu joelho tocando na perna dele. Ele respirou fundo e não demorou em seguir o exemplo em beber um copo de água fria. Ele tinha que ser legal agora se não seu plano perfeito estaria estragado no primeiro dia. 

Jiro tentou pensar em Ichiro, em como ele provavelmente não teria problema com essa situação, como ele estava tendo agora e se sentiu mais determinado em resistir. Mesmo quando todo toque e roçar de ombros o lembrava de como ele queria abraçar você e beijar todo seu rosto. 

E falando em Ichiro, Jiro também queria muito poder finalmente apresentar você ao irmão mais velho. Iria ser uma surpresa para Ichiro, ele queria contar para o irmão sobre você o mais rápido possível, pois com seus conselhos ele finalmente havia conseguido que você o aceitasse como namorado! (mais ou menos, já que você quem havia tomado a iniciativa e confessado, mas ele estava prestes a fazer isso corretamente! Jiro apenas estava se preparando mentalmnete primeiro).

Infelizmente, as coisas não poderiam ser como ele havia planejado, já que com você na casa dele não teria como passar despercebido pelo irmão mais velho. Sendo assim, ele se pegou distraído, pensando em como faria para apresenta-lá corretamente a família de uma forma legal e memorável.

— Ei, Saburo, quem está aqui? — Ichiro perguntou curioso depois de ser recebido pelo seu irmão mais novo quando voltou para casa. No hall de entrada havia um par de tênis o qual ele não reconhecia.

O menino estava animado com as raspadinhas e queria decidir logo qual sabor. Ele deixou o livro dela de lado e foi até o irmão em busca de sua atenção, respondendo sua pergunta muito rápida e casualmente, querendo logo saber do refresco doce. 

— Uma garota veio visitar o Jiro. — essa foi a resposta de Saburo. Ele queria aproveitar que o irmão mais velho bobo estava trancado no quarto com você, assim, seria fácil de passar um tempo com Ichiro e ter a atenção só pra ele. Os dois finalmente poderiam jogar seu novo jogo de tabuleiro juntos!

— Ah sim, entendi você pode avisar ele que... Espera! Uma garota?! — ichiro se atrapalhou com o gelo picado que estava carregando e arregalou seus olhos encarando o irmão menor em confusão quando registrou o que ele havia falado.

Saburo deu de ombros com o mais puro desinteresse a respeito disso e apenas sentiu a necessidade de completar para poder esclarecer a Ichiro, mas só porque se tratava dele.

— Sim, ela apareceu aqui pouco depois que você saiu, Aniki. 

— Entendi… Saburo, você sabe o que eles estão fazendo agora? — Ichiro perguntou ainda meio espantado. Ele recordava bem de como o irmão mais novo andava muito sorridente para a tela do telefone nos últimos tempos.

Além disso, não muito tempo atrás Jiro havia chegado até ele constrangido, em busca de uma ou outra palavra útil para a situação de um amigo de um amigo dele que estava a fim de uma garota... Mas ichiro não sabia que tudo estava tão adiantado assim. Por um segundo o irmão mais velho se sentiu preocupado e realmente bem velho, apesar de mal ter vinte anos de idade.

— Não sei. Provavelmente estão fazendo alguma tolice juntos. Eles parecem ser bem parecidos. Já temos o gelo picado, podemos colocar xarope e ir! Vamos Nii-san? Está muito quente. — Saburo reclamou.

O menino tentou mudar de assunto, não era como se ele se importasse com o que seu outro irmão fazia ou com quem estava, não enquanto não fizessem algo que devesse respeito a ele, mas como seu irmãos mais velho, o respeitado, parecia ainda confuso e preocupado o garoto resolveu explicar tudo.

— Ah nii-san, não fique com essa cara preocupada. Ela estava com uma mochila e eu ouvi algo sobre as tarefas de férias enquanto eles estavam na porta. Vamos comer! Depois podemos jogar meu novo jogo de tabuleiro juntos também! — sem dar mais importância a tudo aquilo o Saburo foi para a cozinha ansioso pelas raspadinhas.

— A-a.. claro, claro! Atividade de férias... — Ichiro riu e coçou a bochecha com o indicador, indo até a cozinha também para preparar as raspadinhas com Saburo o quanto antes. 

Para ser bem sincero, ele também estava curioso agora. Levar lanches seria uma ótima desculpa para dar uma olhada no quarto, não porque ele queria bisbilhotar ou qualquer coisa assim, mas apenas porque ele estava preocupado com o que os dois podiam estar fazendo, afinal ele também era um adolescente e sabia bem como eles podiam se sentir com todos os seus hormônios louco. Era só um irmão mais velho sendo um irmão mais velho atencioso que olha pelo seu irmãozinho e um grande curioso que se sentia traído por não estar por dentro dos assuntos românticos do irmão mais novo. Jiro o pagaria por isso.

Ichiro entrou no cômodo, deu uma olhada comprida em Saburo também e pensou em Jiro. Era estranho, ele ainda os via como crianças pequenas, como anos atrás. Mas esses garotos já estavam ficando mesmo bem grandes e estava acontecendo muito mais rápido do que ele gostaria de admitir, afinal ele também estava ficando mais velho. Talvez logo saburo estaria fazendo o mesmo.

Ichiro se sentiu preocupado e feliz por isso, poder acompanhar os irmãos e vê-los crescer era algo muito bom. Eles estavam felizes, mas ao mesmo tempo o fato deles estarem crescendo tão rápido diante de seus olhos deixava um buraco no coração.

Ele respirou fundo e só voltou dos devaneios quando saburo lhe chamou a atenção, ternamente Ichiro afagou a cabeça do menino que murmurou alguma coisa sem jeito, mas apreciou o gesto do irmão mais velho. Feliz em poder monopolizar toda sua atenção enquanto o outro estava ocupado namorando lá no quarto.

Ichiro estava feliz, seus irmãos também, eles estavam crescendo e isso era uma prova de que ele estava no caminho certo e havia feito boas escolhas. Definitivamente.

O lugar é o quarto de Jiro. 

E você havia desistido das atividades cerca de meia hora atrás. Não parecia chegar a lugar nenhum com a resolução das questões e tudo parecia progredir muito lentamente. Talvez o calor apenas estivesse lhe deixando mais lenta que o comum. A música que havia começado a tocar baixinho no seu celular toma conta dos seus sentidos e você cantarola enquanto gira o apontador em volta do lápis. 

A ideia de uma playlist de estudos não foi tão mal. Você observa Jiro anotar algumas coisas em seu caderno, ele parece estar em uma situação melhor. Pois pelo menos continua fazendo alguma coisa e sendo realmente produtivo em seus deveres, isso faz com que você sorria.

Então, lhe surpreendendo, ele geme desconcertado esfregando uma borracha na folha e joga a cabeça na mesa, deitando em cima do caderno.

— Não entendo um por cento dessa droga.

— Não xingue a tarefa. — Você ri dele. Decidindo tentar colocar o cérebro para funcionar, pois pelo menos assim sua mente estaria menos sobrecarregada de pensamentos inúteis como: será que ele havia chamado você para realmente fazer as tarefas? Se sim, por que a porta estava encostada e ele estava tão perto? Será que ele queria beijar você? Você com certeza queria o beijar. Seria bom? Ele iria a abraçar e tocar gentilmente sua cintura como o protaginista de um livro de romace? Quando vocês iriam poder comer as raspadinhas? 

Olhando atentamente para Jiro, você balança de um lado para o outro e tebta dissipar os pensamentos. Apontando para ele com o lápis. Questiona:

— O que você não está entendendo? — Jiro tentou olhar os livros e anotações abertos para se localizar, mas ele rapidamente desistiu com um gemido alto e levou as duas mãos até a cabeça como se estivesse farto. 

— Não dá, eu não aguento mais isso. Você sabe como eu sou muito burro. — Ele choraminga envergonhado. havia se concentrado ao máximo nas atividades para tentar esquecer como você estava tão pertinho dele assim, mas tinha exagerado na dose pois agora parecia que seu cérebro estava em curto circuito. Ele ergueu os olhos apenas para olhar para você e quando identificou que você olhava de volta, Jiro desviou o olhar com a cara amarrada. Se não o conhecesse bem, ele te enganaria com aquele olhar de mal. 

Você sorri, acariciando a cabeça dele e chega a se arrepiar quando sente ele estremecer sob seu toque. 

Sem jeito, você pega o cabelo dele que está caindo na frente dos olhos e coloca atrás da orelha. — Você não é burro, não gosto quando fala assim de si mesmo. Você apenas não deve está tentando fazer a questão da forma mais eficiente. Vamos, eu vou te ajudar. 

— Tudo bem, então, me mostre como eu posso resolver isso. — Jiro relutantemente levantou a cabeça do caderno e você se aproximou mais para dar uma olhada na questão de cálculo pela metade. Colocando-se entre ele o caderno, agora verdadeiramente perto. 

Apenas passando o braço em sua frente, Jiro seria capaz de lhe abraçar. Ele engoliu seco e tentou não se mover, mas foi mais forte que ele. Seu braço lhe envolveu enquanto ele se curvava para ficar mais perto da sua figura ao mesmo tempo em que você explica para ele o raciocínio por trás da questão. Ele nota como o gesto faz com que você vacile e se perca na explicação, mas termina convencendo a si mesmo que era apenas para te ouvir melhor e que um abraço não devia ser nada demais. 

Infelizmente, era muito difícil manter o foco enquanto ele lhe abraçava assim. Você quase tremeu, mesmo com o calor que fazia no dia. A pele dele na sua chegava a dar um choque gostoso com todo o contato.

— Então aqui, a resposta seria correta seria essa? — Jiro perguntou, com dúvida enquanto escrevia o conjunto de números e montava o cálculo. Quando você assentiu desconcertada, ele sorriu feliz por ter acertado e a abraçou com mais força, envolvendo frouxamente ambos os bracos em volta de você.

— Você é realmente uma nerdona. — ele caçoou, rindo e então murmurou alguma coisa sobre a próxima questão. Você automaticamente comentou que era o mesmo processo, mas tudo que conseguia ouvir de verdade agora eram as batidas rápidas do coração dele e a melodia da música de fundo. 

Jiro notou seu silêncio e estranhou. Inconscientemente a apertou com mais força em seus braços. — Ei, está tudo bem? — Ele perguntou, preocupado.

Você olhou para aqueles olhos coloridos e quase se sentiu tonta, âmbar e verde eram suas novas cores favoritas no mundo. Como Jiro podia ser tão bonito e tão bobo? Ele realmente não sabia o que estava fazendo ou só estava brincando com você e aquela foi sua intenção desde o início? Você se encolhe quando ele ergue uma mão para arrumar o seu cabelo. Permanecer em silêncio parece ser a única opção viável naquele momento em que as palavras fogem completamente de sua boca e de sua mente.

Tudo em que você sabe se concentrar é em Jiro encarando você com preocupação e em como a manchinha que ele tem ao lado da boca é extremamente fofa e beijável. você não sabe o que se passa pela cabeça dele, mas engole seco quando um pensamento atrevido cruza sua mente.

Gostar de Jiro por um longo tempo como um amigo sem poder estar junto com ele sonhando acordada com esse momento era terrível. Ser abraçada dessa forma era tão gostoso! Mesmo em meio a um dia quente, havia pouco tempo de namoro, mas você queria mais. Se pudesse, gostaria de estar ali para sempre.

— Jiro… Posso beijar você? — Você pede, sai tão baixinho que é quase como um sussurro.

Surpreendido pelas palavras inesperadas, Jiro coçou o rosto com o dedo indicador e desviou o olhar. Ele queria tanto que chegava a sonhar com um pedido como aquele quando deitava para dormir. Ele engasgou com as palavras na hora de dar uma resposta. Jiro tentava lutar com todas as suas forças para resistir e realizar o plano perfeito que havia bolado, mas quando você colocou as mãos no peito dele e o encarou com aqueles olhos brilhantes o garoto não teve mais forças para resistir e se deu completamente por vencido, segurando você com força em seu abraço.

— Você não precisa pedir. — ele murmurou sem jeito. 

Sem bem saber o que fazer, Jiro apenas fechou os olhos e se inclinou com cuidado em sua direção. Percebendo o que viria a seguir você fechou os olhos também e se aproximou. era como se um imã estivesse os atraindo na direção um do outro. Você sentiu Jiro segurar seu queixo, ele tinha muito cuidado e suavidade em suas ações, o toque leve no rosto fazia a pele formigar ansiosa. 

Então aconteceu. Seus lábios se encontraram pela primeira vez. Foi tão leve e suave. Para Jiro beijar você era o mesmo que beijar um pedaço de algodão doce macio. Você agarrou a camisa dele com força, extasiada com a sensação de sua boca quente junto com a sua. Seu coração batia tão forte que parecia que ia sair pela boca a qualquer segundo. 

Infelizmente foi rápido e logo vocês estavam um de frente para o outro em silêncio com os rostos corados, felizes e tímidos. Foi uma sensação viciante.

— Vamos continuar estudando. — Jiro gagueja, encarando o chão como se fosse algo interessante. Ele não consegue conter o sorriso feliz e abobado que brota em seus lábios. Você não é muito diferente. Dessa forma, solta uma risadinha contida e o abraça com força. 

A mão de Jiro está na sua, ainda segurando o lápis. Elas se sobrepõem de forma confortável. Vocês fingem prestar atenção nas atividades na mesa por alguns segundos, antes de se voltarem de frente um para o outro. Jiro murmura o início de uma palavra, talvez esteja pedindo desculpas, ou comentando sobre a questão mais uma vez, quem sabe.

Mas você não deixa que ele termine e o beija novamente. Dessa vez, o experimento é diferente, suas bocas se encaixam levemente abertas. É suave, quente e gostoso. Os movimentos são muito experimentais e cheios de cuidado.

É muito bom. Apesar de um pouco estranho também. 

Você quer estar mais próxima dele, tanto quanto seja possível. Apesar dele a abraçar, a pouca distância ainda não parece ser suficiente. Você tebta respirar e sente tonta, com falta de ar por toda a comoção. Sua pele é sensível aos toque de Jiro por cima de sua blusa, você sente as mãos dele nervosamente descerem até seus quadris para descansar sob o local. 

O gesto arrabca um guincho surpreso de seus lábios, mas ele morre na boca de Jiro. Você serpenteia lentamente até ficar confortável no colo dele, em respota Jiro aperta o seu quadril com força demonstrando toda sua surpresa. A sensação é boa para ambos. Mas infelizmente, toma muita atenção dos dois que não escutam passos propositalmente ruidosos se aproximando do quarto.

Ichiro está particularmente curioso, tanto que tomou a decisão de ir até o quarto de Jiro levar raspadinha. Havia dois copos com ele. O mais velho podia apenas chamar, mas “não queria interromper os estudos do irmão gritando da cozinha” e inclusive, planejava entrar no quarto dando essa explicação aos adolescentes. 

Enquanto subia, ele tentou imaginar que tipo de pessoa era a garota que o irmão havia convidado. Talvez Jiro estivesse testando águas ou algo do tipo, tentando conquistar a menina a trazendo para casa para fazer as atividades. Talvez quisesse parecer responsável ou algo assim. Afinal, ele não chegaria a namorar sem contar para ele, certo? E como um irmão legal Ichirp iria o ajudar a parecer um cara maneiro. A raspadinha nesse clima quente seria uma boa jogada, ele refletiu. 

Chegando na porta, ele pensou em algo para falar que não entregasse que ele estava subindo apenas para interromper e ser curioso. Ele riu sozinho e quase derrubou o que trazia quando teve um vislumbre da porta totalmente encostada.

Ichiro sentiu um arrepio e um mal pressentimento. O que dois adolescentes podem fazer em um quarto trancados? O Yamada mais velho tentou se aproximar para ouvir alguma coisa mas não identificou som algum além de uma música tocando, e aquilo o preocupou ainda mais. 

Afinal duvidava que o irmão soubesse como se cuidar da forma correta. 

Sem mais delongas e sem graça por estar fazendo aquilo, ainda esperançoso na ideia de encontrar o irmão apenas estudando. Ichiro tentou se recompor e abriu a porta meio ansioso, esquecendo-se de bater. Pelo menos não estava trancada.

— Hey, Jiro! Saburo me falou que você estava com visita, eu trouxe- — Ichiro começou, mas logo quando seus olhos avistaram o irmão no quarto ele congelou sem saber como continuar.

— Aniki!? — Jiro exclamou congelando, pálido e assustado, tal como se tivesse sido pego cometendo um crime enquanto encarava o irmão. 

Ao registrar a voz estranha no quarto você empurra o namorado que tenta lhe segurar com força e os dois acabam caindo no chão no quarto.

Você se afasta do namorado imediatamente, encarando o chão e procurando se esconder. Se pudesse entrar embaixo da mesa o teria feito. Seus olhos encontraram com os de Jiro no mais completo pânico e vocês dois inevitavelmente encaram Ichiro que não está menos assustado. Ele então, sem palavras, apenas fecha a porta devagar e ruidosamente muito pertubardo.

Após o flagra, você e seu namordo se encaram em um silêncio mortal. 

Então, após finalmente relaxarem do trauma terrível apenas caem na risada, inicialmente de uma forma nervosa, mas então ela se torna tão alegre e genuína que após alguns minutos vocês não sabem mais do que estão rindo, deitados no chão como dois bobos. 

Que tarde, heim?

[eve-lullabye]

Ichiro Yamada

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Jiro Yamada

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[channelinglament]

Aww this is so cute!

Hello hello! I absolutely love your blog and all your fics are amazing 💖 with that being said, I'd like to send a request if it's not too much trouble. Can I please request hcs of Saburo, Gentaro, Jyushi, and Sasara reacting to somehow accidentally kissing their crush? Thank you for your time!! 😘

Aimono Jyushi: 

Jyushi could actually scream. He had romantic daydreams floating around his head for hours at a time, he had always thought his first kiss with you would be perfectly thought out... Not this travesty! He wants to declare a re-do but he knows that might sound too dramatic and you might think it’s simply because he didn’t want to kiss you when nothing could be less true than that. He mumbled out a weak apology, begging for your forgiveness and hoping you could both just forget this happened so he can replace a much sweeter first kiss when the time was right.

Nurude Sasara:

Sasara’s life had always been a set of hilarious events, more adventures meant more content for his comedy routines so he always encouraged the unexpected. He could have gone without this though, his long, almost gangly limbs moving without him even thinking about it. When you had swooped in to save him like the superhero you were he had looked up to sheepishly thank you, the joke dying on his lips when they brushed against yours. You both just stared at each other, blinking in time with each other before you started to giggle; the sound put him at ease, finally opening his mouth as he said he hit a new prideful milestone, able to make you laugh without having to say a word.

Yamada Saburo: 

Saburo breaks out into a cold sweat. He hadn’t even been thinking about kissing you, not in that moment at least. He couldn’t lie and say that the thought had never crossed his mind but his little heart wasn’t prepared for the reality of that feeling. It’s even worse that you don’t say anything after the accidental kiss, just staring at him with wide eyes before touching your lips; he mirrored your movements, not sure if that moment was even real, only having the illusion shattered when Jiro called out for him to hurry up. He doesn’t say another word but he’s already drafting the apology text as he turned away from you, hoping his brothers can’t see his embarrassment written all over his face.

Yumeno Gentaro:

Gentaro had always maintained a careful distance. His interest in you was a secret, as far as he was concerned, even if you could assume he liked you from the fact he requested you each time he came into the restaurant you worked at. Seeing you outside of work had been enough of a surprise, but having to hide from rabid fans was the next, pulling you along with him without considering it might be easier to leave you be. Cramming into a tiny space with you was about his fifth mistake of the day, but when he turned to ask if you were alright he realized he had sorely misjudged the distance left between you.

[discotenny]

Sleeping Positions (hypmic)

Their favorite ways to fall asleep with you <3

Everyone (-Rei) x reader, fluff, mentions of nightmares in some drabbles

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Buster Bros

Ichiro

Ichi likes feeling like he’s protecting you. He loves being the big spoon, holding you from behind with his arms wrapped around you tightly. And he’s so strong too so just dndnmmmmdmn. His arms are sturdy and secure- while his face is squishy and soft. When you nap on the couch together, he’ll zip up his jacket with both if you inside so you’re nice and snuggly, together.

On a cold winters day, this was his favorite. His brothers were out for the evening and it was just you and him alone- cuddling sleepily on his sofa. The two of you huddled into his jacket, a silly yet familiar position. Like a sack of potatoes, there’s little the two of you can do other than flop down sideways.

His head finds its natural place on top of your head as he starts to doze off. Ichiro mumbles words of love in his cozy delirium and kisses your head all around to the best of his ability.

“Ah…” Ichi lets out a loving sigh, “perfect. You’re perfect. I love you.”

Jiro

Jiro loves laying down in your lap. It’s the optimal position to be in when procrastinating on work, trying to cool down on hot days, and to stare at you of course! He sneaks in admiral peeks while pretending to be asleep. He’s not very subtle about it, not that you mind though. Please play with his hair though, he’d fall asleep immediately if you started doing that while he was in your lap.

A hot summer day warranted this situation, Jiro justified. “Babe please I just need a break!!” He whined as he wiggled his head into your lap- desperate to escape the study session you surprised him with(you told him it was a date).

Also hot and exhausted, you reluctantly sighed and brought a hand to his hair, ruffling it slightly as you looked down at your notebook. “Just ten minutes though, ‘kay baby?”

Nodding enthusiastically Jiro closed his eyes and relaxed, “Yep, yep, just fifteen~”

He would end up napping for twenty.

Saburo

Saburo loves sleepovers! Through video calls, of course. He’d never let anyone know this, but he falls asleep with you on call basically every night. He props his phone to face himself and feels giddy every time he gets to sleep looking at you. Saburo’s already on video call with you practically the entire day, so why not the entire night too?

Saburo fixes his sheets as he places his phone on his desk, facing the camera towards his form. “Are you ready to sleep yet?” He calls from behind him. From the phone you give a light hum in acknowledgment. Already snuggled in your bed, you wait for your boyfriend to finish his tasks.

Once he is done the lights turn off and he brings his phone closer to his face. Sleep lines his voice as he speaks through a yawn, “Make sure to set your alarm for tomorrow y/n.”

He’s only met with your snores as a reply. Smiling to himself, he fights the tiredness and sets an alarm on his phone for the both of you.

Mad Trigger Crew

Samatoki

Samatoki’s favorite sleeping position isn’t something he goes to subconsciously. Going to bed he swears up and down he needs his space cause he overheats. But through the night, a hand finds its way to yours. An arm finds a comfortable place under your head. And slowly but surely, Samatoki unknowingly nudges you closer and closer to his chest. Maybe it’s remnants of the desperation not to lose another one important to him, but who really knows.

He wakes up and there’s something on his chest. Opening his eyes, he's confused because he doesn't remember getting a cat. Patting around, his hand accidentally smacks your face and you awake with a jolt. "What the-" You roll off his chest unceremoniously and glare at him. "What was that for Toki?"

"H-HUH?!" Samatoki scoots away at your angry glare. "What were you one me for- ow?!"

You smack him in the chest for that. "You bring me to you every night asshole! Why are you surprised?!" His only reply is an annoyed grumble at a truth he can't deny.

Jyuto

Jyuto adores being able to fall asleep on your shoulder. Being the type of person he is, he tends to have his guard up a lot. But falling asleep on you, giving up his defenses and showing off pure vulnerability- it’s an expression of his trust to you. It shows just how much of himself he’s willing to show you just because he loves you so much more.

You and Jyuto sit in the back of Rio's car, driving to a far away destination unbeknownst to you. Jyuto said he needed you to come for emotional support- but maybe it was just so he could have a comfortable pillow to sleep on during the ride.

Already fully asleep on your shoulder, drool threatens to drip from his lips and onto your clothes. He lets out loud snores that tests everyone's patience each time.

After one particularly loud SNNRRRRRR, Samatoki has enough and screams in frustration. Through your fits of laughter, Jyuto wakes up, letting out a delirious "what" at the glares of his teammate.

Rio

Rio prefers it when you sleep on him. He feels the most comfortable when he’s protecting you. The most relaxed when he knows you’re safe. And when you’re sleeping, when you’re at your most vulnerable, he likes keeping an eye out for you in those moments. He may not be sleeping then but keeping you safe will always be his favorite thing ever.

You’re drooling on him but he doesn’t mind. An arm wraps around your shoulder, keeping you pressed tight against him in slumber.

There’s a warm feeling that finds itself comfortably in his chest as he watches you. Your chest rises up and down with each breath, your head bobs slowly with every soft sound you make, Rio can’t help himself but give you a little kiss on your head.

“AH-“ you awake at the startling contact, clocking your boyfriend in the jaw with your head, causing him to let out a monotone “ow-“

Fling Posse

Ramuda

Ramuda sleeps in the fetal position. Curled up into a ball. He feels the safest when you’re surrounding him though. Holding him through the night, keeping him grounded, securing him to your love. Alas, Ramuda is a little spoon. When you hold him at night he’ll cuddle into your chest, loving the way your touch is all he senses, your scent is all he smells, your face is all he sees, and your love is all he feels.

Ramuda's ahoge seemingly targets your nose with tickles. Back and forth movements, it doesn’t seem to keep still. Almost like it has a mind of its own, you scrunch up your nose but never manage to get away.

Sentient ahoge aside, Ramuda himself is curled into you. It’s so innocent the way he does it, you could cry. Soft breathing can be heard coming from his nose. Sometime during the night a piece of your pajama shirt found its way into his mouth, and he chews on it slowly. His drool makes a wet spot on your shirt but the way his lips purse out alongside his chubby cheeks just make you want to squish him.

And so you do, and that wakes him up with a whine. Kneading his cheeks and kissing his face, his complaints turn into gasps and his gasps turn into him doing the same.

“I have such a sweet partner, don’t I?” Ramuda says before climbing on top of you, sentient ahoge tickling your ear as he snuggled into your neck.

Gentaro

Gentaro loves to be snuggled up next to you. All over you in fact. He naturally runs cold and especially in his sleep he subconsciously searches out the most comforting source of warmth. Gentaro’s almost overwhelming in how much cuddling he wants to do. Tangling legs together, cold hands up your back and on your stomach, and he teases you all the while!! He’s super annoying with it SMH

A cold finger swipes itself down your spine and you have to hold yourself back from throwing your boyfriend off you. “Gen! Why would you do that!” you whine at his giggles to your shock.

With a kiss to your neck, you feel him smirk. “Why, I didn’t do anything darling. Maybe it was the ghost that haunts the Yumeno residence halls. Do not worry! I will protect you dear~” He presses himself closer to you before allowing another cold finger to tickle your stomach.

“Keep that up and you’re gonna be the next ghost to haunt these halls, Gen,” your threat makes him pout as he sighs against your neck in defeat.

“My darling threatens me even in the face of the absurd and paranormal, life is cruel in many many ways I’m afraid….” Pinch his cheeks, will you? It’s the only way to get him to stop.

Dice

Dice is used to falling asleep in any position he finds himself in at the night. He's not particularly picky nor does he really have favorites. Feel free to maneuver his body anyway that you like for your comfort. He’s like a rag doll that you can move any which way. He sleeps like a log and won't even wake up if you kick him in the face LOL

You wake up to use the bathroom and almost scream at the feeling of your leg behind held in someone’s arms. Scared half to death, you kick the source but receive no response. In a familiar sense of deja vu, your mind is barely there to check under the sheets for the source of the hold. Of course, you find it.

For some reason, your wonderful partner Dice managed to maneuver himself to be upside down in the middle of the night. With his feet at your pillows, Dice found himself cuddling the closest source of you to him, your leg.

You rub his face a bit to make sure you didn’t hurt him. He leans into your warm touch uncontrollably, a smile falling upon his cheeks. A pleased sound leaves his chest as he snuggles up to your hand.

Then, you’re left with two options. One, go upside down as well to cuddle with your partner. Or two, let Dice continue cuddling with your foot. The choice is up to you~~~

Matenrou

Jakurai

Jakurai loves holding your hand in your sleep. He’ll let you cuddle into him if you’d prefer so, of course, but something about being connected through your hands makes him feel warm. He often stays up later than you do so he likes to squeeze your hand while you sleep. His heart feels funny when you subconsciously sleeps back. Bonus! He likes your natural expression as you fall asleep and doesn’t want to disturb that by whatever movement close contact brings.

Jakurai’s slender fingers tap along your knuckles in a rhythm. Tip tap tip tap. As he reads his book, a title focused on the human psychology, you stay beside him, snoring into a pillow already fast asleep. Tip tap tip tap.

The clock ticks away as the seconds pass by. Tick tock tick tock. As he gets to the last page, a satisfied smile comes onto his face, pleased at finishing his book. Tick tock tick tock.

However- the silence of tips and ticks and taps and tocks is interrupted by a gasp in your sleep, Jakurai immediately alerting at the sound. You grasp his hand tightly in your sleep and lean into the touch. Jakurai brings his free hand to your cheek, stroking it with the softest touch a human could muster.

Your face morphs into a smile, and the room again fills with the sounds of tip taps and tick tocks. “Good night, angel,” Jakurai says with a whisper.

Hifumi

Hifumi sleeps on top of you. Like legit on top of you. He subconsciously rolls over on you in his sleep and there’s nothing you can do about it. He’s heavy and you can’t push him off- but with the smile on his face and the way he smells so good- do you really wanna move? Yes. You do. Cause you’re desperately thirsty and Hifumi refuses to move until morning.

It’s 3 AM and you’re not sleepy at all. You woke up earlier from a dream and was incredibly thirsty. Lucky for you- your partner always keeps two glasses of water, one for each of you, beside the bed for situations just like this.

If only you could reach it.

Hifumi lays starfished on top of you. His cheek presses to your neck, his arm encapsulates yours, and his legs are twisted to be one with yours. Overall- he’s immovable. Desperate for a sip of what sounds like the most refreshing drink in the world, you try to pry your partner off of you bit by bit.

And it works, surprisingly. Your arm manages to roll his off of you. You somehow get his legs to swing to the side. However, once you try and move your head, trying to propel your body sideways- Hifumi’s unconscious body stumbles back onto yours unceremoniously.

And it’s even heavier this time! Your hand motions for the water, so, so needy but to no avail.

If you’re desperate enough, call Doppo in to help you. He’s definitely still awake.

Doppo

An arm under your back or one over your shoulder- Doppo loves cuddling to sleep. With him there is no big spoon or little spoon, it’s just whatever position gets the two of you in as much skin to skin contact as possible. He loves indulging in everything you have to offer- whether it be your warmth or all your love. Doppo loves kissing whatever space he can access- wanting to show just how much he missed you during his workday.

Tears stream down his face and sniffles fill the quietness of the room. His arms are curled around you, and yours do the same to him. Doppo tries his best not to let the tears fall onto you, but all worries of that are whisked away as you bring his head to rest in the crook of your neck.

The stress of his work day culminated to a bed time breakdown- where the one moment he had to rest and relax was taken over by all the shit piling up from the day.

He’s regretful, guilty that you’re taking time out of your night to comfort him like this. Quiet “shhhs” and soft pats to his back soothe him ever so slowly- the guilt being overtaken by his focus on your presence.

Doppo tries to wipe his tears but you beat him to it- kissing his under eyes to his shock and awe.

“It’s gonna be alright baby,” you muse, “just go to sleep.”

Your words make him feel 100% better and make him squeeze you 100% tighter.

Bad Ass Temple

Kuko

Kuko will ALWAYS sleep on your chest no matter what. Not in any perverted way- but he loves listening to your heartbeat and refuses to fall asleep without it. He calls it his personal white noise (yuck!!). Kuko holds you tight as he rests on you- not allowing you to escape or push him off lol. It gets really annoying when he tries to take a nap on you cause he’s just dragging you down with him. AND HE DROOLS TOO!!!

“Kuko get off me I have to piss,” you say, your palms moving to his cheeks as you try to shove him off your chest.

The action only makes him burrow his head deeper into you, hair moving wildly with the movements. “Nope, I’m sleepy baby, so ya’ gotta stay here,”

“Well I have to piss so you have to move!” You start to squirm, moving your body every which way as an attempt to get your clingy partner off.

Through your wiggles, Kuko lets out an obnoxiously loud snore, muffled by your clothes. Your further attempts to shove him off are to no avail as his grip remains unmoving. With a sigh, you turn to your final choice.

“Kuko if you don’t get off I’m dragging you to the toilet with me.”

With no grumble let our, Kuko lets you go almost immediately.

Jyushi

Jyushi’s too cute guys 😭😭😭 HE KOALA HUGS!!! He clings to you like a koala at night, arms and legs wrapped around you. His head is on your chest and he lets out the softest noises it’s kndjdnfkfndkkdk. Be warned, if you decide you need to get up for whatever reason he’ll let you go but start subconsciously pat around the bed looking for you

Coming home late due to being forced to work (unpaid) overtime, you expected your partner to fall asleep without you.

What you didn’t expect was to see him squirming around, snoring while his arms pat down your side of the bed, twisting turning and somehow frowning when he reaches an empty spot of mattress.

A nightmare? You’d rather not entertain the thought, but the small whimpers he lets out indicate otherwise. With a frown of your own you place a hand on his head, patting it to hopefully calm him in his slumber.

What you also didn’t expect was for Jyushi to throw his unconscious body into your lap, snuggling up to you with concealed strength. His whimpers turn to happy hums- and part of you is left to wonder if he was even fully asleep at all…

Hitoya

Arm around your shoulder holding you tight- what a classic guy! lol. He's not the type to initiate cuddling but he does like having you close at night. Throw an arm around his chest why don't you- it'll make him flustered ehehe. Hitoya snores LOUD though guys, be careful!

“Mmmm, you smell good ‘Toya,” you say, cuddling into his broad chest.

You feel the vibrations of fluster rise up, hearing your partner stammer as his hands raise in defense and surprise. “W-why’d you say that huh?”

The reaction only causes you to snuggle deeper, and to hold his hand to bring it back to your shoulder (where it belongs). “Cuz it’s true,” you say with smugness lacing your tone.

You don’t even need to hear the mumbles that come from his mouth, the rising heartbeat from his chest says everything about his reaction and more.

Dotsuitare Hompo

Sasara

Sasara loves cuddling at night ugh! He's a big spoon, holding you with strong arms and burying his head in your hair. He has nightmares at night and he swears cuddling you is the only way to make them go away. Buuuut, Sasara is a bit annoying because he tries to tickle you sometimes. A quick jab to his stomach puts a stop to that though LOL.

It’s a stormy night and Sasara Nurude cannot sleep. Every flash of lightning brings back painful memories and cruel “what ifs.” Every clap of thunder makes him hold you tighter in his arms.

Unlike him, you were fast asleep. He preferred it this way, at the very least he knew you were safe and that you couldn’t go anywhere. Your soft snores are his only lifeline as he winces at the shadows of trees knocking at the window.

It’s hard to breathe but he tries to slowly sync his panicked breaths with your relaxed ones. It’s hard to think but he focuses his mind on the amazing memories the two of you shared. He starts to feel disconnected from his body and all of a sudden it feels like you aren’t in his arms anymore.

His eyes open and he can’t see anything. His breath picks up. His mind starts to race. He starts to squeeze his arms around himself until he can feel anything but just him.

“Mnhmmm, Sasara,” through tired deliriousness you go to pinch your lover’s cheek.

“H-huh?”

“Yer squeezing the life out of me baby,” you let go of his face and move to hold his hands, already dozing back off to the dream you had prior. “It’s gonna be alright, just focus on me.”

“R-right, it’s gonna be alright.” He turns his gaze away from the window, he closes his ears off from the storm, and his body focuses back on protecting you. At least, as long as he’s with you, he can start to feel like everything’s alright in the world.

Rosho

Rosho wants to fall asleep holding your face. His hands hold you so gently it's like another pillow in of itself. You're the light of his life, the shining star in his world, everything that makes waking up worth it. He likes knowing you’re going to be the first thing he sees when he wakes up and vice versa.

His hands are dirty, you note to yourself. There’s graphite stains that outline his fingerprints, pen ink under his nails, and you’re pretty sure that paper cut next to his wedding ring is going to get infected if you don’t put a bandage on it soon.

You have to stop his hand from touching your cheeks and the devastated look he gives you makes you want to die.

“You need to clean your hands before we go to bed.”

The blank look of confusion he gives you would almost be funny if it wasn’t about something so serious. “My hands aren’t dirty-“

“Have you looked at them?!” You start to rub the places that have marks, pointing them out and rambling about needing to take care of himself even after grading so many papers.

“And look right here! Why is there green pen ink on the side of your nail? We don’t even own green pens- seriously you’re going to get color all over me and the sheets- are you even listening to me?”

There’s a light fluster on his cheeks as he stares down at your hand touching his. The way your soft fingers rub against his own, how your chiding voice contrasts against the tenderness of your actions. The question you ask makes him cough and light up even more.

“Ah- I- Sorry- I-“ Yeah no. He can’t really give a good excuse to the blush on his face.

Rei

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Beefy post yet again!!! Please give me your thoughts on this I worked real hard >,<

Some of the drabbles gave me more trouble than others, like I was really stuck on Doppo’s for like a week LOL. I hope you enjoyed it though, imagining all these sweet soft moments makes me feel warm.

Currently also working on Akechi’s part to “lost you once” and it’s looking to be one of the longer fics I’ve written 😳😳😳

N E WAYS!!! I’ll see you guys later! Have a good day/night/afternoon, W HT EVER ‼️🥶🫵

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Older Sister Yamada ~ *Ichiro Yamada*

Summary: Ever since you've started dating Ichiro, you've taken on the role of older sister of the Yamada Brothers. Each night is crazy, but it's times like this that makes you happy to have that role.

Pairing: Yamada Ichiro X Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 830

Warning: double entendre, making out, gets steamy towards the end.

Masterlist

Upon entering their apartment, the two younger Yamada brothers were greeted with the smell of food. Jiro could feel his mouth water and Saburo closed his eyes and hummed in delight. It seemed their oldest brother was making dinner already. Which was good, as they were both starving.

“It smells amazing, Nii-chan.” Jiro called out, dropping his backpack off at the door.

Both brothers were surprised to see you peak around the corner with a cheerful smile. “I’m happy to hear it, Jiro. Ichiro stepped out for a minute, but he should be back soon. Dinner’s not ready yet, so the two of you have time to get started on your homework.”

“Ah, what?” Jiro whined, which made Saburo laugh.

“You need all the help you can, so you better get to work.”

“HUH? WHAT’S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?!”

“HEY!” You pointed the spoon you were cooking at them threateningly. “If you two are just going to cause trouble, you can take it outside. I just cleaned this place.”

Both boys dropped their fists and hung their heads. “We’re sorry.”

“Mhmm.” You tsked under your breath before returning to the stove. “Dinner should be ready to go in about twenty minutes. Ichiro should be back around that time, so let’s see how much you can get done in that time. Whoever gets the most work done will get extra dessert.”

That seemed to satisfy them both as they scrambled to get out their homework and get to work. You kept a chuckle to yourself as you continued cooking. It seemed the bargaining strategies you also used with Ichiro seemed to work with his brothers as well. You’d have to save this information for later so you could exploit the hell out of it.

As the twenty minutes passed by, you’d occasionally have to scold the boys for bickering too loudly, but it went pretty smoothly. Dinner smelled divine and you were ready to dish it out when the door to the apartment opened again.

“Ichi-nii! I got all of my homework done faster than Jiro!” Saburo called out to his oldest brother.

“HEY!” Jiro shot back at him. “I got all of my homework done too!”

“Not as fast as me. That means I’ll get more dessert tonight!”

“LIKE HELL!”

“WANNA PUT YOUR MONEY WHERE YOUR MOUTH IS?!”

“GUYS!” Ichiro finally shouted over the two of them before sighing. “I’m proud of you both for getting your work done so quickly. But what do you mean extra dessert tonight?”

Saburo pointed to the kitchen, where you were finishing up dinner. “Y/n said.”

You weren’t really paying attention to the brothers behind you, which is why you jumped when you felt Ichiro hug you from behind, placing his head on your shoulder.

“Smells good, babe.”

“Good, I’m glad. If you want to help me serve it, I’ll give you some extra dessert tonight as well.”

He hummed against your shoulder, understanding your double entendre. “You always know exactly what to say. When the boys are in bed tonight, I’ll take that dessert.”

“Get a room, you two!” Jiro groaned.

You felt Ichiro tense against you and you laughed. “Don’t tell me the great Yamada Ichiro is embarrassed about a little playful teasing!”

“Shut up.”

“Alright, alright. Dinner is getting cold. So let’s eat!” 

Pulling away from Ichiro, you handed a plate to Saburo. Ichiro grabbed Jiro’s plate and the four of you ate together at the small kitchen table. Conversation came easy, as you all talked about your days and the new anime that was coming out in less than a month that all three boys were excited to start watching. Jiro was annoyed to see Saburo get his extra dessert, but you managed to sneak him some more when he flashed some pleading eyes. Ichiro winked at you but kept his mouth shut. 

Anyone outside looking in would think the four of you made a perfect family. And it was nights like this that made you believe the same. It really was the perfect night.

After watching some TV with the boys, Ichiro shooed Jiro and Saburo to bed. Of course they complained, but you simply told them that if they stayed, they’d have to watch you and Ichiro snuggle together. That easily got them off to bed without further delay.

When Ichiro was sure they wouldn’t be coming out anytime soon, he hovered over you. “So, about that extra dessert?”

You rolled your eyes. “You’re insatiable.”

“And you promised.”

“I suppose I did.” You pressed a kiss to his lips. “But I gotta say, tonight was the perfect night.”

He hummed against your lips, holding you close. “You’re right. Days like this, I think you’d be the perfect older sister to Jiro and Saburo.”

You chuckled. “Slow down, Ichi. Put a ring on it first and then we can talk about being the older sister to your brothers.”

“I intend to, someday.” He mumbled.

“I can’t wait for someday.”

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The Hypmic guys share their clothes with you ✨

❤️Yes they do, but good luck finding something that fits you, maybe you can wear their shirts as a dress but only inside your home because he like those things more than necessary: Samatoki - Rio - Jakurai - Rei

💜Yes and he is able to share any garment with you, you can go for a walk with his clothes and he will choose a matching outfit for you, proudly walking hand in hand with you: Ichiro - Ramuda - Doppo - Jyushi - (Jiro and Saburo)

❤️No, he will wear your clothes. All your clothes and he will come out with it as if it were his own, several times you already caught him going through your closet and trying on things in front of the mirror, waiting for you to rate his choice: Gentaro - Dice (don't blame him, he has no clothes!) - Hifumi - Sasara

❤️He doesn't share much, but he will buy you whatever you want in return. He believes that in this way he can pamper you better, but he will lend you whatever you ask without problems, he will even give it to you if he makes you very happy: Jyuto - Hitoya - Kuko - Rosho

🌟🌟Category apart 🌟🌟

You receive them with his clothes barely covering your body...

🔥They get excited but take it easy, leaving their belongings neatly at the entrance before dragging you into the room: Samatoki - Jyuto - Ramuda - Gentaro - Doppo - Hifumi - Jakurai - Hitoya - Sasara - Rei

✨They worry believing that you don't have clean clothes to wear, looking for something more suitable among his belongings for you to use: Ichiro - Rio (later he realizes what your intention was)- Dice - Kuko - Jyushi - Rosho