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sanaexus · 5 months ago

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social's as chigiri's girlfriend

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yourusername: he lets me touch his hair i win losers

tagged: chigi.who

kuniisuke: yeah but i'm the one who he kicks balls with ↳hiyori: MATE. NO. ↳yourusername: yeah and i'm the one playing with his balls ↳karasu_tabito: okay what the fuck ↳chigi.who: not true please don't trust her ↳eita.otoya: you sure ab that princess? ↳yourusername: ew don't you have enough bitches already?

nikkoki: he looks so tired of you in the second picture ↳yourusername: YOU CAN'T EVEN SEE HIM WHAT ↳nikkoki: exactly. his annoyance radiates off the picture ↳yourusername: go back to crying like a lil wuss or something

user1: i love your eyelashes ↳yourusername: i love you ↳chigi.who: no you don't ↳yourusername: i'm a free independent woman with my own free will ↳chigi.who: icecream if you shut up ↳yourusername: ok ↳karasu_tabito: so you just buy her silence? ↳chigi.who: yes ↳yourusername: HE LETS ME TOUCH HIS HAIR TOO SO HONESTLY I'M WINNING ↳karasu_tabito: valid

kenyu.yukimiya: what the fuck is he doing in the first picture? ↳chigi.who: can't you see? ↳chigi.who: oh wait no nevermind he actually can't ↳yourusername: THAT'S SO RUDE?? SAY SORRY ↳chigi.who: i'm sorry that you're blind as a bat i guess ↳kenyu.yukimiya: fuck you

mikka.kaiser: why is everyone fucking everyone in this comment section ↳alexis.ness: could be us? ↳isaichii: no one's fucking

-liked by megubachi, reo.miikage and 163.9k others

yourusername: in a world full of boys he's a gentleman (the last image is me n him)

tagged: chigi.who

chigi.who: no that is not us what the fuck. ↳yourusername: aww hyo don't be shy ↳chigi.who: you like playing w my hair right? ↳yourusername: no i'm sorry+ i love you+ don't remove my hair touching privilege + i'm js a girl + don't be a hater

megubachi: the last image is canon (i was the chair) ↳yourusername: my real one fr ↳isaichii: bavjura i didrn except tjis frmo yoi ↳rin.itoshi: what ↳yourusername: "bachira i didn't expect this from you" ↳megubachi: you're still my number one ↳isaichii: sorry guys kaiser was chasing me around like a mad maniac ↳mikka.kaiser: come to papa ↳reo.miikage: what the fuck

nikkoki: was the last picture really necessary? ↳yourusername: are you really necessary ↳isaichii: throwback to the time when someone asked chigiri if his haircare was necessary and without any hesitation he went "are you really necessary" ↳shiidoryu: dk ab that but i can throw a back ↳chigi.who: did it once and i'll do it again

user2: you should date me instead i'll let you touch my hair ↳yourusername: oh emm gee let's go on a date to the park and we'll terrorize kids tgt !! ↳user2: ofc bae ↳chigi.who: i am that kid because what the fuck . ↳yourusername: 🙁 ↳chigi.who: ew ↳yourusername: BEO YOU BETTER FUCKING SLEEP WITH A EYE OPEB I'M GONNA FUCKING CHOP OFF YOU'RE HAIR STEAL YOUR SISTER AND THAN LIKE DRAW IN YOUR FACE ↳mikka.kaiser: bro* an* open* your* then* on* ↳shiidoryu: SHUT UP CAN YOU NOT ENJOY THE DRAMA W/O BEING AN GEEK FOR 2 MINUTES ↳alexis.ness: it's a geek and don't talk to kaiser like that you good for nothing zesty butt loving horny demon ↳itoshi_sae: please help he keeps touching my butt ↳shiidoryu: you're into that bae 😘

-liked by julian.loki, oliver.aiku and 211.5k others

chigi.who: i actually act like a normal boyfriend

tagged: yourusername

julian.loki: just how broad is normal in this situation? ↳yourusername: broader than yo mom ↳julian.loki: .. ↳julian.loki: ok i kinda maybe sorta might have laughed ↳yourusername: normal can mean pushing me off a swing or fighting w a 7 year old who was rude to me btw ↳oliver.aiku: bro got bullied by a 7 year old ↳yourusername: you got cooked by a guy who does puzzles btw ↳oliver.aiku: bye

yourusername: i'm spiderman (REAL NOT CLICKBAIT 3AM CHALLENGE GONE WRONG 🙀🙀😱😱💯💯) ↳rin.itoshi: weren't you batman? ↳yourusername: shhhh that's a secret ↳megubachi: I'M BATMAN??? ↳yourusername: no but you can be hello kitty ↳megubachi: deal

nagi.seishiro: how much we betting y/n fell of the roof on her ass ↳yourusername: RUDE !! I HOPE CHOKI DIES ↳nagi.seishiro: not cool dude :x ↳chigi.who: she did in fact actually fall on her ass ↳yourusername: ihy ↳chigi.who: not what you were saying last night ↳yourusername: I'M STILL A MINORR ↳eita.otoya: TRYNA STRIKE A CORD AND IT'S PROLLY A MINORRR ↳mikka.kaiser: drake fr got cooked ↳yourusername: so did you ↳karasu_tabito: drake x kaiser

yourusername: no but i fr love you ↳chigi.who: i know you do ↳yourusername: WOULD IT KILL TO TELL ME YOU LOVE ME BACK?? ↳chigi.who: i'm js a girl ↳kuniisuke: I FUCKING CALLED IT HE WAS TOO 💅💅 TO BE A SWEATY MAN WHO KICKED BALLS ↳reo.miikage: what ↳megubachi: wajt ↳isaichii: huh ↳hiyori: the fuck ↳mikka.kaiser: why ↳alexis.ness: what ↳eita.otoya: 💀 ↳karasu_tabito: w h a t . ↳rin.itoshi: what the actual fuck ↳shiidoryu: I FUCKING KNOW RIGHT ↳itosh_sae: no ↳barou.shoei: get help and sleep because it's 2 fucking am ↳chigi.who: :p

chigi.who: you're pretty ↳yourusername: i know

wellll that was mid asf i don't know how to write chigiri exactly if you can see but it's fine

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yuzurins · 6 days ago

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# to tell you the truth

19 — the only one available

smau masterlist ∗ previous chapter ∗ next chapter

note: sorry the pov's kinda jump around, it's reo pov after the first pic and last pic is chigiri’s pov!

pairing ∗ itoshi rin x f!reader

synopsis — all you wanted was a peaceful and productive uni life, but despite your pleas, your plans start crumbling when the star of the football team, itoshi rin, begins to beat you in every aspect possible. as you confront the inevitable, what happens when you uncover secrets behind an unforgettable event from the past?

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kitorin · 10 months ago

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LOVE ALL PLAY. - ITOSHI RIN

THREE - TWO IDIOTS, A GENIUS, AND THEIR COMPANION.

contents. no warnings, smau

"I already want to go home." Rin mutters under his breath, thigh bouncing under the table as he stares at the first problem.

The combination of letters and numbers are quite grotesque, and the instructions are asking for far too much (how is he supposed to figure about what it was? It's unknown for a reason). Rin scrunches his nose in disgust at the sight, so does Isagi, who runs his hand through his hair while staring at his notebook. Shidou on the other hand was perfectly unbothered (as expected) as he displays discourtesy in the library's private room, resting his feet and legs onto the table (Rin thanks himself for sitting away from him).

"I need help." At least Isagi was willing to reveal his confusion, Rin reminds himself to listen in carefully to the explanation. It's not that math is too hard, but that he hasn't seen anything like this before.

"Save it 'til the end. I'm working on somethin' for a bit." He doesn't look away from his phone, and from the way he picked his nose and watched with half lidded eyes, he obviously wasn't concentrating on anything. "Wait for the others."

"Who? I thought it was just us." Rin diverts his attention away from the question, the mere sight of mathematics was enough to make him nauseous.

"'Was'." Shidou still doesn't look up from the screen. "Isagi over here found people willing to help your dumbass." Rin opens his mouth to defend himself, but Shidou continues before he could do so. "They should be here anytime soon, oh, they just texted. Finding us right now."

The senior's lack of attention and care only frustrated Rin further, he's not quite sure if he hates the word problems or Shidou more.

"Who did you invite?" He wants to trust Isagi enough to find someone reliable, but that was difficult after Yukimiya grouped him with Shidou.

Isagi remains silent, as he rushes over to the door to open it when he hears a knock. "Hiori! Thank you for your time today." He greets him enthusiastically, bowing at an almost 90 degree angle, mannerisms flustering the taller boy.

"There's no need to be so formal—We're happy to help and it'll be good revision for us, especially since it's earlier than we usually study." He ushers Isagi to stand up straight, reminding him that formalities were unnecessary since they were the same age. "You must be Shidou?"

Finally, Shidou puts his phone away. "Yeah, thanks for helpin' us out with this idiot."

Rin interjects. "There's two of us."

"No, there's one of you, and there's Yoi. Yoi's cute. You are not." Shidou doesn't even spare a glance in Rin's direction. "Your brother on the other hand—that man is adorable."

Rin scowls. "Don't even call him that."

"Fine, he's my cutie patootie."

"The fuck does that mean?"

Shidou crosses his arms in attempt to mock Rin. "He's my pookie bear."

"Worst one by far."

As Rin finds himself more disgusted by Shidou's peculiar infatuation with his older brother, Isagi and Hiori didn't pay much attention to their conversation.

"y/n's here." Hiori points at somewhere out the door, down the corridor and Isagi peers outside to check. "They were at the bathroom."

"And why is that fucker here?" Rin regrets speaking, his harsh tone making Hiori flinch. He had no problem with Hiori, but he can't help how the thought of you makes his skin itch with agitation.

Panicking, Isagi inserts himself in the space between Rin and Hiori. "I invited them—They're both really smart and willing to help."

"Rin Rin!" To which, Rin groans. "I had no idea you could read a book, let alone study."

He scowls. "Very funny. As if you haven't heard me answer our teacher."

You shrug, actions and words dripped with sarcasm. "I dunno, if you really were capable you wouldn't be here relyin' on us."

Rin remains silent at that.

"I already like them." Their senior cackles. "Shidou Ryusei, by the way." Hiori briefly introduces himself, and so does he.

Isagi leans over to whisper into Rin's ear. "Feel free to complain and object, if you're willing to pay for a tutor, or okay with not competing." Rin's reply is non existent, and the silence already feels awkward.

"Anyways, though I can't and won't guarantee any results I'll do my best." You announce as Hiori nods along. "Let's all do our best, yeah?"

Isagi grins, full of energy and determination, returning to his worksheet. While Rin was quite the opposite. You and Hiori unpack, laying out everything you'd need for the study session.

Only for you to turn on your phone

Hiori pokes your cheek. "y/n. Do I need to remind you that now's not play games? We're here to study, remember?"

The oldest in the room interferes. "Who cares, one round. I play too." He mimics your action. "I'll make the room."

"See? Shidou-senpai gets me. Surely one round. All together. I can actually play properly since my hands aren't soaked with sweat."

Hiori winces at the unnecessary detail.

Rin interrupts. "You're just going to play games while we study?"

"Oh I'm sorry, when was the last time you got passed a test. Primary? Kindergarten? Pre-school?"

With a scoff, he retaliates. "And when was the last time you grew? Infancy?"

To the best of your ability, you conceal your offense. "I'll have you know I grew an inch in the past year."

"And I'll have you know that I ace English every year." At least foreign languages had practical use for everyone. He doesn't need to fully comprehend and analyse Shonagon Sei's The Pillow Book or be proficient in mathematics to dominate as an athlete. Arguably, fluency in another language was most important.

"Only English?" You critique him in another language; what he'd assume to be Mandarin. "Only two languages?"

Great, now you have another thing to make fun of him for. Maybe he'll finally start learning French.

Hiori hits your shoulder and you yelp (he also snatches your phone while he's at it). "You can't be talking—you only know a few sentences of Mandarin and didn't get any of the tones right just then." Rin holds back a groan for falling for your antics, while resisting a smile from Hiori calling it out.

"I would've sold it if you didn't point that out."

"You're a scammer, not a salesman. Quit being immature and stop trying to compete with the poor guy." Hiori mutters out an apology on your behalf, as he drags you by the hem of your shirt to where Isagi was scratching his head over a problem. "I'm separating you two."

Rin likes Hiori, quite a bit.

Shidou nudges Isagi. "I like this y/n." Well I don't, Rin thinks to himself. "Here's the plan. We'll teach the subjects we're best at. I think you 'nd Hiori are fine with everything though. Straight As, right?" Rin doesn't care about grades, but knowing that you're maintaining a results as an athlete and proficient in academics has his skin prickling with envy.

"Yeah." You reply nonchalantly, peering at the problem Isagi was stuck on. "Not that confident with science though."

Hiori nods. "As long as it's not math, but y/n can cover for that anyways. I started learning English from a young age so I guess that's my best topic."

Shidou claps his hands together. "Perfect."

"You're actually so fucking stupid."

"I'm sorry I haven't been studying for every day of my life." Rin spat, clenching the mechanical pencil in his hand hard enough to the point he started trembling. "You're here to teach me not to act like a fucking dumbass.

"It's long division." You yell. "It's literally the same as regular long division but with 'x' involved."

"Well I can't do the one with polynomials if I can't do regular long division." It completely slipped his mind once he discovered that high school tests often permitted the use of a calculator.

The poor table suffers an indignant slam from you. "How? I've done this stuff since I could hold a pencil."

"Not everyone's the same as you." Rin wonders, what sort of childhood you had to already comprehend such concepts at a young age (not that he cares, it's simply curiosity). "You don't even need to know how to do long division, you have a calculator."

"Well some shit you just don't forget.'

"You're clearly wrong in that case."

"No you're just stupid."

Amidst the chaos within the tiny room, Rin can barely catch the gentle encouragement from Hiori to Isagi. Why can't you be like that, or at least, why can't Hiori help him instead? Shidou fucked off somewhere a while ago, Rin's relieved that he doesn't have to spend time with him; but that means more time with you.

He leans back into his chair, tossing the pencil onto the table. "Why can't you be like that?" He aggressively points in Hiori's direction. "Mature and intelligent."

Though hesitant, Hiori denies his compliments. "y/n's a lot smarter than me... especially in mathematics."

"Smarter or not, doesn't matter. I hate them."

Now you're slumping onto the table, nuzzling your face into your own bicep. "Love you too, sweetheart."

"Do not call me that—"

You cut him off by slamming your palm on the table. "Food. I want food. A break is well deserved, don't you think?"

Something tells him that it was directed to him, but Rin still responds. "I'm the one who needs a break. All you did was yell and it produced no results."

Your faux pout makes a return, as you make your way to Isagi, hands resting on his shoulders. "Think of everyone else dumbass. We've been locked in a room for hours—"

"You're free to walk out whenever, in fact, please do so. Now."

"You people need my genius—"

"The booking." Hiori interrupts. "The booking is finishing soon. So we're leaving soon either way." Relief makes Isagi pack everything up, stuffing it hastily in his shoulder bag. "And you willingly came here to study, stop hyperbolising everything."

"Hi-o-rin, we're getting food." Ignoring his scolding, you cling onto his arm, carrying the both of your bags while you're at it. "There's a nice place nearby, let's all go together." You sling your arm around Isagi's shoulder, pulling him in. “Surely we go get zaru soba too.”

Isagi falls for your charm—or what Rin would much rather call irritation. “That’d be nice. Where would you recommend, then?”

“y/n and I usually go to this place nearby. It’s a bit of a walk but it’d be worth it. They have other foods too if you’re more of a rice person.” Hiori had positioned himself between you and Rin, after weaving out of your embrace. “We can get ice cream from FamilyMart if we overheat.” He holds the door open for everyone, to which Rin bows politely in gratitude.

“I can’t.” Rin declines, partially because he prefers the quiet atmosphere of his home to eat; the rest of his reasoning is merely your presence.

What part of “I can’t” did you not understand.

Now he’s seated at a table in a crowded and noisy restaurant, thanks to you dragging him along (he's also confused at how you managed to pull that off). He’d be thankful that he wasn’t seated next to you, but that meant being forced to face you for the entirety of his meal.

There’s you in front of him (by Hiori’s side, of course), pondering a stupid decision while Hiori actually bothers to hear you out.

“Grape Calpis… or regular Calpis.”

“Can you even tell the difference between them?” Hiori’s fingers massage his temples. “Hurry up and give Rin the menu.”

“Yeah yeah, I know. You’re not my mum.”

Isagi interjects. “Which one did you pick?”

You hand the menu to Rin. “Milk tea.”

And with that Isagi returns to glancing over the menu.

“Ochazuke for me. Cold.”

“I’ll get the katsudon.” Isagi asks.

You stand up with a gentle slam of the table (what is it with you and that tendency?). “I’ll go order then. Hiorin, same as usual?” Your being to weave through people after Hiori nods.

“What’s wrong? Thinkin’ about somethin’?”

Isagi chokes on nothing. “No, I mean yes but it’s about y/n—”

Maintaining eye contact, Hiori takes a sip of his water. It doesn’t come off as intimidating, rather curious instead. “Have they been annoying you too?”

“Of course not—that’s just Rin being Rin.” Arms folded against his chest, Rin glares from the corner of his eye, but doesn’t say anything. “I hear a lot of people calling y/n a genius. Why is that?"

“Oh. That. Our club gave them that nickname because one, they're really good at school, and two, they were disgustingly good without knowing anything about fundamentals. And it didn't take long for them to learn it either, they were really awkward when first playing too." Hiori gazes off in the distance, grappling for the right words. "They're just naturally good at a lot of things too."

In other words, you’re one of those freakish beginners with a freakish start and freakish development.

Smart and athletic, you truly embody perfection, if character was ignored. Perhaps you made a deal with god, your sanity and maturity in exchange for skills others spend years refining.

“Good at school and sports. Must be nice.” Isagi sighs. “I still don't understand logarithms...what's your secret?”

Hiori shrugs. “Study. You get it after doing it a lot. Just ask y/n.”

A groan comes from the shorter boy. “Forget it, genius’ don’t have secrets. I’ll practice.”

Rin scoffs. “And how long are you going to stand there, dumbass?”

Hiori whips around to see you grinning. “Go on go on, keep praising me please.” You take your seat again. “Don’t worry Yoichi, just send me anything you need help with.”

Isagi nods, hesistant but determined.

“You’re going to be fine. If I can do it so can you.” You open your bottle of royal milk tea after distributing the other drinks.

“Thanks but we’re not the same…”

You yawn, eyes watering slightly. “I too have failed tests before. They’re recoverable.”

Rin’s heard stuff like this before. “Like what? A 99 instead of an 100?”

“30 instead of a pass.” Hiori covers his mouth to stifle a laugh, even going as far as turning away (it only made Rin feel more embarassed). “I knew I was screwed so I wrote an apology on my test paper. And that is why, you people should trust me when I say you’re going to do great. Eat well. Sleep well. Practice consistently.”

Check, check, almost check. It can’t be too different from learning English.

Hiori slaps you on the back, loudly. “Quit yapping when we both know you already only do the first.”

“And you’re no better—” The volume of your speech is quickly turned down by the waitstaff’s presense. “Thank you for the food.” Effortlessly you switch from your annoying self to a polite customer.

“Rin, Yoichi, don’t think about exams too hard. We don’t even know the dates yet so you’ll catch up fine.”

Rin trusts Hiori’s rationality—and yours too (he’ll never admit it out loud), as his picks up his drink and brings it to the centre of the table midair, against everyone else’s.

“Excuse me—?” Hiori calls over a staff member. “Can we split the bill please?”

She smiles. “It’s already been taken care of.”

“We paid already?” Isagi’s perplexity was evident. “I don’t remember doing that.”

“And you’re remembering right, dumbass.” Rin was confused as well, but Hiori seemed to understand the situation perfectly. The moment the waitress left he almost pounced on you.

You were unfazed by the attack; effortlessly dodging it and grabbing your bag while doing so. “My treat! Thank you and well done for your hard work today.” Out the restaurant you go, followed by a mad Hiori, attracting a few concerned glances.

“Oi—come back you fucking idiot. Let me pay equally dumbass.”

“Wait for us—” Isagi scurries out of the diner booth, ushering Rin out to chase after them. “Hiori—!”

With a tired sigh, Rin follows.

Rin pockets his phone, staring out the train's window instead. You're seated in the seat in front of him again, a similar configuration from lunch, but with Hiori by his side instead of Isagi.

You peer at Isagi's screen. "Your team group chat actually looks fun. Can I join it?"

"It's called a team group chat, of course not." Hiori objects on Isagi's behalf. "We have our own, anyways."

"You either leave me on read and Nijiro only responds with emojis. At least Kurona's fun and sends shark pics." Rin begs Isagi to not surrender to your pleas, the majority of that group chat was already irksome enough.

"Maybe stop spamming it with your reactions to a show that's clearly too scary for you to watch at 1 am."

You retort playfully. "It's not spam if it's beautiful, intricate media analysis."

"What part of screaming about shirtless Ahn Hyo Seop says intricate, or analytical?" With the way Hiori snapped, the gentle boy in the library room was nowhere to be seen. You must have a talent for ruining others' composure.

"Appreciation, of art?"

You continue bickering with Hiori, Isagi as a poor viewer. Rin watches too, in a much calmer way while Isagi awkwardly observes your squabble (and thanking the train for being so empty).

Only when you get up to shake Hiori by the shoulders (a stupid resort in a stupid debate about actors and actresses), Rin bends over to reach for your bag, hand reaching for the zip, an ephemeral disappearance into your bag.

When you have enough of quarreling with Hiori, it was as if nothing happened, you plop back into your seat, not noticing a thing; Rin leans into the backrest, going back to gazing out the window.

TWO | MASTERLIST | FOUR

pairing. itoshi rin x reader

synopsis. all itoshi rin ever wanted was a peaceful high school career, his plans go to ruin thanks to the school's badminton genius; entangling their lives—and emotions together.

contents. rivals to lovers, badminton player!reader, sports romance, fluff, high school au

a/n. hardest part is always the fucking title i swear to god

taglist. @yuzurins, @silly-ez, @chigirizzz, @kaiserkisser, @httpshujii, @saesins, @yoimyas, @saetorinrin, @hxniplayz, @certaindreampost, @rroxii, @jar-03, @celestair, @satoruskitchenrag, @kaitfae, @biaonww, @hellothere9597, @its-ur-pillow, @saesofficialwife, @miyanaranagikenmal-intp, @popponn, @kascar-chronicle—bold means i cannot tag you

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krnsluvvie · 1 year ago

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love at first, love at second, love at last

summary: sae had chosen his career and that was shortly followed by his and y/n's separation. three years pass by and amongst all the lurking and stalking each other's socials, sae is suddenly found back in their hometown. old feelings are resurfaced, current ones are questioned and a whole load of future ones are found in a blur.

pairing: sae itoshi x gn!reader

status: completed!

genres: exes to lovers, hs/uni au

warnings: swearing, sexual and death jokes, extreme gen z slang, tiktok references (=overall goofiness)

taglist: closed

before you start: my first smau so pls excuse any typos, mistakes etc + don't mind the timestamps unless stated otherwise

PROFILES!

yn's squad

sae's squad

CHAPTERS!

ACT I - THE PAST YOU CREATED

uno: ...¿viste a quién?

dos: ¡ayúdame! (+ wc: 0.9k)

tres: quiero decirte...

cuatro: te echo de menos

cinco: no te vayas

seis: buena suerte

siete: dime (+ wc: 0.8k)

ocho: la importancia

nueve: el cuidado del niño

diez: nuestros recuerdos (+ wc: 2.8k)

ACT II - THE PRESENT YOU YEARN FOR

once: fue mejor

doce: el día d (+ wc: 1.3k)

trece: el ganador

catorce: tus excusas

quince: el pedazo de mierda (itoshi sae)

dieciséis: me has entendido mal (+ wc: 1.8k)

diecisiete: mi trato, tu trato

dieciocho: de vuelta a ti

diecinueve: mi corazón es tuyo (+ wc: 2.3k)

veinte: la incertidumbre

veintiuno: obligando por el fucking contrato

veintidós rompiendo el hielo (+ wc: 1,6k)

veintitres: te perdono (tal vez) (+ wc: 0.9k)

veinticuatro: entrando en calor

veinticinco: finalmente, tuyx (wc: 2,2k)

#blue lock #blue lock au #sae itoshi #itoshi sae #blue lock imagines #blue lock scenarios #itoshi sae smau #smau #social media au #exes to lovers #blue lock x you #sae itoshi x reader

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lunaviee · 1 year ago

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INFRUNAMI — rin itoshi SMAU

(400 follower event/special!)

,, cause i was blind to see that you were right in front of me “

⨳ SYNOPSIS — rin finally realizes what he had before he lost it..is it too late? or maybe you feel the same…?

⨳ TAGS — college au, hurt/comfort, classmates to friends to lovers, social media au, f!reader, idk what i’m doing

⨳ STATUS — ongoing, started: may 27th

⨳ AUTHORS NOTES — yes ik the song is about his ex but umm we’re ignoring that!! it’s basically the same thing methinks…anyways, this is my first smau and event! hope u all enjoy!! + idk how much i’ll upload so be patient!

PROFILES ✮ TAGLIST

01. - complaints

02. - denial is a river in egypt

03. - wingman?

04. - jealousy…?

05. - ,, yn, you’re an idiot… “

06. - sae is done with rin

07. - tba…

08. - tba…

#blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #blue lock #itoshi rin x reader #bllk #rin itoshi x reader #rin itoshi #blue lock fluff #smau #social media au #bllk fluff #itoshi rin fluff #rin itoshi fluff #infrunami smau

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obitofazbear · 11 months ago

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i like itadei to a normal amount

#naruto #naruto fanart #uzumaki naruto #naruto uzumaki #itachi uchiha #itachi naruto #uchiha itachi #deidara #akatsuki #free gyozas #i keep forgetting abotu my social media #its so hard to find naruto fans #i may or may not have dropped blue lock

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agnesandhilda · 4 months ago

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if isakainess were real I would be on twitter posting about how isagi should just leave the blond one

#bolo liveblogs #isakainess #blue lock #I love isakainess as a source of drama/story concept but thinking about how that would interact with an #even moderately realistic media/social landscape around football is just. bananas

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beanxiv · 2 years ago

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more lmfao

NAGI X READER WHO be texting him dumb shit 😭 -🌷anon

warnings: petnames, smau!! fluff like always, it's my first time doing a smau so im not sure if i did this right 😭😭

note: THIS WAS SO FUN TO DO THANK YOU ANON FOR THE REQ

i feel like sei responds in two ways when u text him in ur dumbassery language,

he's just done with u and ur silliness

or two, he thinks it's amusing that u come up with said dumbassery and feeds into it

and three (no matter the instance he responds this way) he just texts you back with sm love u can almost feel it dripping thru the screen.

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daiseukiis · 11 months ago

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╰ ⋆ 𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘 ଓ.° ╮

𓄹 ⌗ 026. ⠀⠀⠀⠀is this rejection

CONTENT. suggestive & profanity

025 | MASTERLIST | 027

𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 !

SPONSERS ( OPEN ) ,,, @okkotsuus @yuyan @ryuverse @renjiishot @aoshei @heartyouwon @roe-sinning @vvasant @eishtar @kakujis @rinniezz @deskaisersliebling @luvjiro

REBLOGS ARE APPRECIATED !

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sanaexus · 6 months ago

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social's as reo's girlfriend

-liked by nagi.seishiro, kuniisuke and 198.3k others

yourusername: he loves me (trust)

tagged: reo.miikage

isaichii: is he hiding his face bc he's ashamed or bc he's ashamed? ↳yourusername: COME ON I'M NOT THAT BAD 🙁🙁 ↳isaichii: the last time we went out to a fancy place you said deez nuts to the waiter who asked for your order ↳rin.itoshi: she dressed up as cinderella to take out the trash ↳yourusername: THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SECRET?? ↳reo.miikage: i love you but what the fuck? ↳yourusername: you don't get to say that when you threw a hissy fit over nagi choosing isagi ↳reo.miikage: betrayal often comes from the ones you least expect it from

user1: did he pay you to take that picture ↳yourusername: no ↳user1: know your worth girly ↳reo.miikage: you'll never beat the gold digger allegations this way ↳yourusername: what if they aren't allegations and actually true ↳reo.miikage: what ↳reo.miikage: Y/N WDYM ↳reo.miikage: OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR WDYM BY THAT

nagi.seishiro: without me? ↳yourusername: lil man you better stafu bfr i hurt your balls bc he's with you 24/7 ↳user2: lil man ain't he like 6'0 ↳user3: sometimes lil man do be a 6'0 giant oversized mop of white hair ↳yourusername: he legit pats your hair like a cat, carries you around, pays for all your shi, kicks balls w you tf you want let me have him for sometime ↳nagi.seishiro: choki misses him ↳reo.miikage: im omw dw ↳yourusername: step out of that fucking door and i'll make sure both of you end up like kaiser ↳mikka.kaiser: UN FUCKING CALLED FOR THE FUCK DID I DO ↳yourusername: idk im js a girl ↳alexis.ness: don't feel safe no more not until i'm around ↳yourusername: i like being kidnapped /hj ↳reo.miikage: wtf

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yourusername: i've only had mr.teigo for a day and a half but if anything happened to him i would kill everyone in this room and then myself

tagged: reo.miikage

chigi.who: who the fuck is mr.teigo ↳yourusername: SHUR UP GIVR HIM RECPEST YOU FOOL ↳yourusername: hes the purple ballon btw ↳sae_itoshi: shut* give* rsepect* ↳shiidoryu: YOU GOT IT WRONG TO LMFAO ↳itoshi_sae: it was fucking autocorrect ↳shiidoryu: you can be "it" i can be "autocorrect" that way you can fuck me 😊😊 ↳itoshi_sae: and they say romance is dead ↳chigi.who: are we gonna ignore the fact Y/N WOULD COMMIT MURDER FOR A FUCKING BALLOON??? ↳reo.miikage: pretty tame if you ask me ↳nagi.seishiro: it's normal ↳rin.itoshi: surprised she hasn't already ↳isaichii: v v normal ↳megubachi: my monster likes him ↳julian.loki: being honest so would i he's so cute 🎀 ↳yourusername: hOW DARE YOU TWO ASSUME IT'S GENDER !!! THEY SHOULD BE ABLE TO DECIDE FOR THEMSELEVES APOLOGIZE TO MR.TEIGO ↳kuniisuke: YOU CALL HIM "MR" INDICATING HE'S A MALE FUCKING DUMBASS ↳yourusuername: my balloon my rules

megubachi: i'd let mr.teigo braid my hair and then we skip to the near by garden where we swing tgt ↳yourusername: YES OMG YES !!!! ↳reo.miikage: no ↳yourusername: go be 👬 w nagi or something

user3: why do you look so 😾😾 in the first picture ↳yourusername: i pointed at a fish and said "aww look it's so cute" and without any hesitation he's like "yeah reminds me of nagi" ↳nagi.seishiro: L ↳yourusername: i'll beat your ass in fnaf come fight me lil boy ↳nagi.seishiro: i'm betting choki on it ↳oliver.aiku: GASP!11!!1!11 HE'S BETTING CHOKI?? Y/N'S GETTING COOKED ↳yourusername: like how isagi absolutely cooks you<3 ↳eita.otoya: foul? yes. do i want you to keep going? yes

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yourusername: it isn't reo without nagi

tagged: reo.miikage, nagi.seishiro

user4: the third picture LMFAO ↳yourusername: when reo realized his soccer (life) partner got stolen by some puzzle solver ↳mikka.kaiser: IT'S FUCKING FOOTBALL WE'VE GONE OVER THIS ↳hiyori: suck my dick ↳yourusername: ask ness to do that he does it to kaiser all the time, his head is prolly better ↳alexis.ness: no what the fucj ↳yourusername: 🎀👬

nikkoki: damn shawty you seem good at biting lips how ab biting mine @/reo.miikage ↳yourusername: take nagi instead pls

reo.miikage: who the fuck and I MEAN WHO THE FUCK EDITED THAT LAST PICTURE ↳yourusername: it suits you ↳reo.miikage: does not ↳chigi.who: you were plucking out the hairy part of your tooth brush to see if nagi would choose you ↳hiyori: HAIRY PART LMFAO WHAT ↳rin.itoshi: you mean bristles? ↳karasu_tabito: there's a name for that shi? ↳kenyu.yukimiya: no shit?? you don't js call it "the hairy shit on your tooth brush" ↳karasu_tabito: ... ↳eita.otoya: ... ↳kenyu.yukimiya: PLEASE DON'T TELL ME YOU THOUGHT THAT'S WHAT IT WAS CALLED

isaichii: wait if you two were kissing and nagi was playing video games then who the fuck took that picture? ↳yourusername: idk someone randomly dms it to me on instagram and i'm like yeah this is useful ↳reo.miikage: WHAT ↳isaichii: someone sent bro a picture of her and her bf kissing and she's like "yeah thanks" ↳yourusername: how else was i supposed to get pictorial evidence of nagi always being there ↳reo.miikage: that's js lies ↳yourusername: LOOK AT THE FUCKING PICTURE MATE

i'm so sorry this took so long and it's so mid?? but i had no motivation and i js had to post something so

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yuzurins · 2 months ago

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# to tell you the truth

17 — meet me at the fair

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You couldn’t get Rin’s words out of your head. The feeling of guilt that he planted in your head didn’t budge at all, even with Reo’s reassurance. Were you missing the big picture here? Was there something that you just hadn’t recalled? Are you seriously as dense as Reo constantly says you are?

The long-awaited university fair was getting closer by the second. Despite countless days of preparation, the initial excitement you felt had evaporated, leaving only dread and confusion. It took all you had to simply drag yourself out of bed the morning of, half due to being terribly sleep-deprived and the other half being the sinking feeling of anxiety in your stomach.

“Y/N, can you stop making such a ruckus first thing in the morning, for god’s sake–“ Reo grumbles, rubbing sleep out of his eyes as he languidly walks out into the apartment living room. “Eugh, you look disgusting.”

“Good morning to you too,” You’re practically seething with irritation, but Mr. Just-Woke-Up-2-Minutes-Ago was too drowsy to notice and spare even the slightest bit of consideration. “I can’t find my notes for the presentation, and I am so, so, close to running away and booking a flight to Korea.”

Reo scrunches his nose. “Why Korea?”

You roll your eyes and go back to scavenging through your belongings. The notes were literally in your bag yesterday night, so there was no way on Earth they would have found a way to escape. You made sure that they were secured—triple-checked!—in that cute Chiikawa folder that Isagi got you last Christmas. Gosh, there was no way you were going to be able to survive the day. Sure you knew enough to simply go off the top of your head since you were the one who researched and put together the project, but this was something that was getting marked, by the top professors too, and even worse, Itoshi Rin was going to be there and if you fucked up in front of him then you might as well simply die from embarrassment—

“Are these your notes?” Reo’s voice echoes from the kitchen, and you turn around abruptly to see him holding papers decorated with barely visible colour-coded notes and sticky tabs. He yawns, still drowsy from sleep, and next thing he knows is that you’re pouncing on him and yanking the sheets out of his hands.

“Jeez!” Reo yelps, but your glare shuts him right up. “Um–Y/N, are you okay?”

“No, not at all, thanks for asking.” You exhale, finally releasing the breath you were subconsciously holding the entire time. You briefly glance at Reo, the male blinking with confusion in response, before patting him on the shoulder and sprinting out the front door. “See you later!”

All that is heard from Reo is a soft “huh?” as you quietly close the door (because it was still early in the morning) without losing any haste.

And now you’re running down to campus, clutching that Chiikawa folder close to your chest.

Contrary to your spiralling thoughts, you were not late at all. In fact, you happen to be one of the first to arrive, so you decided to take a pitstop at the washroom first to fix yourself. No one would look presentable after running a full sprint against the wind at 6 in the morning, anyway.

You sigh exasperatedly as you spot the bane of your existence casually standing at your assigned table on your way back from the washroom. You take a moment to analyze said person before being forced to join him for the rest of the day. Rin was definitely taller and more muscular than he was in high school, and his bangs now flowed a bit past his nose, his jaw sharper with signs of maturing. You notice his prominent eyelashes fluttering as he focuses on reading something and envy that he was born with such pretty, long lashes. Despite his personality being dogshit, you couldn’t lie, the man himself was absolute eye candy—

Rin huffs as he spots you staring at him. Okay, never mind. He’s hideous.

Perhaps you were going delirious from the lack of sleep. Yeah, that must be it.

Having been caught drooling at the man you swore you hated, you awkwardly straightened your back and reluctantly walked over to the table. You look away as Rin narrows his eyes at you, practically burning holes into your face the entire time.

You settle for the spot right beside Rin, ignoring the glare that’s still on his face, and begin setting up your little panel for the day. When Chigiri arrives shortly after, the three of you begin rehearsing and confirming parts of your presentation. Like usual, there are a lot of disagreements with Rin, but something is off about him today. He doesn’t retort as harshly as he previously would have, and it actually looks like he thinks about what to say before responding. It’s insane–Itoshi Rin was being considerate. Was this because of the conversation you had yesterday? How was he acting so calm when you were losing your mind over what happened? You’re aware that you’re missing a huge piece of the puzzle here, but brush it off as a later problem as the sight of advancing freshmen pulls you back to reality.

Though for the record, he still hasn’t given your keychain back.

The fair goes smoothly (for the most part), until you and Rin begin bickering in front of the professors that were in charge of marking you.

“Itoshi-san, I think you must be mistaken. The Impressionist era was obviously inspired by works from the Romanticism era, which means—“

“This information does not mean anything regarding their contributions to society. Chronological order does not play a part in their significance or importance in history.”

The female professor on the right raises a brow at the two of you. The one on her left is furiously writing notes down on his clipboard.

“Sorry, can you repeat that again? There is a crucial difference between pieces created from a blank canvas and pieces created from one with a sketch.”

“You’re acting like Realism and the Renaissance didn’t exist.”

“I did not–”

“Well,” Chigiri brazenly interrupts, taking control of the situation before it gets out of hand. “That is the main point of the era of impressionism and how it had affected both art and literature. Seeing by the lovely example that my fellow group mates have reenacted, there is heavy debate about the similarities and differences of Impressionism and Romanticism.”

You tune Chigiri’s voice out as you grit your teeth and glare at Rin. He flashes you a quick glance before turning back to continue faking a smile at your superiors.

The hold this man had on you was insane. There was no way you were going to let him embarrass you in front of your professors again.

(Unfortunately, it happens once more when you guys argue about which was more impactful, literature or art.)

When it’s your turn for a quick lunch break, Chigiri eyes Rin for a while before he approaches. He’s been watching his friend the entire day now, concerned about what he might impulsively do.

He ponders on what to tell Rin and how to word it without accidentally provoking him. It’s obvious you’re his soft spot, so he instead decides to casually ask, “Penny for your thoughts?”

Rin grunts, intensely analyzing his fingers. Chigiri doesn’t push for an answer.

“I think I should talk to her.” He finally admits after a few minutes of silence. “That’s what you were going to tell me to do too, right?”

“Intuition is spot on,” Chigiri smiles. “Though maybe not always.”

Despite the obvious jab, Rin simply rolls his eyes in response.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Nothing…”

Rin’s eyebrows jerk up and now it's his turn to question Chigiri. “What?”

Suddenly feeling awkward now, Chigiri purses his lips and looks anywhere but Rin’s face. “I know you’re usually a somewhat stoic person, especially in public, but your lack of response today is seriously throwing me off.”

“Might as well just say you like to pick fights,” Rin scoffs. “Stop acting like I’m the weird one. You are.”

“And he’s back.”

“Shut up.”

Chigiri’s about to ask Rin about you again, but you appear right then and there as if you were summoned on the spot. Originally you were sent off to get some rest before continuing with the fair, but somehow you came back looking worse than before.

Surprisingly, Rin initiates the conversation first. “You’re back early.”

“The place I wanted to go to was too packed to dine in,” You mumble, not giving much mind to his actions. “Would probably be better if I came back to eat here instead.”

Chigiri furrows his brows. “You workaholic. You knew you wouldn’t get an actual break if you came back here.”

You shrug. “Says who?”

It wasn’t supposed to be this big of a deal.

You’re first aware of the fact that you aren’t feeling well when Chigiri accidentally knocks a piece of paper onto the floor. It lands near your feet, and you bend down to pick it up for him, but a sharp pain in your head begins as you stand back up. The world goes black, and it takes you a bit to stabilize yourself again. It’s not like it hasn’t happened before, but it’s lasting way longer than it usually does. When colour finally returns, you see Chigiri in front of you uttering words of concern, except the fleeting pain in your head is overwhelming your ability to comprehend what he’s saying. You feel a hand on your shoulder, but it slips your mind that the only other person around is your ex-situationship-turned-rival-and-enemy.

Not wanting to ruin all the hard work that you all collectively put into these few days, you put on a small smile hoping to convince your group mates that you aren’t dying and can continue on with the arranged schedule. It was probably some after-effect from running against the wind first thing in the morning. You would just take medicine after you got home, sleep the pain away, and wake up feeling refreshed.

But the throbbing just doesn’t stop.

The second sign is when your body refuses to stomach your favourite onigiri. Typically, you’d be ravenous by lunchtime, especially if you haven’t had anything to eat after practically staying up the entire night. But your appetite is at the lowest it’s ever been (since becoming a university student) and you’re getting annoyed over the fact that you’re wasting food you would’ve wholeheartedly enjoyed any other day.

Well, a low appetite and seeing static for a few seconds doesn’t necessarily mean anything’s wrong.

Rin stares at you, an unreadable expression on his face, but it’s weird. There’s no aggression at all, nothing spiteful in the way his eyes studied you all over, as if trying to unravel your true feelings. He almost looks like he’s in pain. Maybe it’s concern? You shake the thought off as there would be no way on Earth Rin of all people would be concerned about your wellbeing.

Perhaps that was sign three that you were slowly becoming delirious.

“Itoshi, stop looking at me.” You bring yourself to say after continuous staring from Rin. It was really getting distracting now.

“You look terrible. Like you’re about to collapse any second now.” He admits, gaze flicking away from yours and the ground.

Rolling your eyes, you cross your arms over your chest and glare at the taller boy. “Okay? Thanks? Like I need to be reminded of that fact by every person I talk to today?”

“I refuse to work with a person who’s incapable of taking care of their wellbeing. You’re just going to drag us down.” Rin winces at how that came out. He was terrible at properly expressing his feelings. “No— I mean—“

You cut him off with a groan. “Well I’m sorry that you got stuck with such an incompetent group mate. As if you weren’t the one responsible for why I’m looking like this right now.” Your voice trails off at the end, regret already settling in prior to finishing your sentence.

“I didn’t mean–” A freshman running by shoves Rin and the push knocks him a step closer to you. He looks down at you from where he stands and exhales, “Sorry. Y/N, can we talk?”

You stare up at him blankly in response.

Frankly, you were too tired to care; It felt like nowadays all you two were doing was just going around in circles with no end. What made it worse was that your head was searing with pain now, and it was seriously getting impossible to ignore.

You get a quick glimpse of Rin’s glossy eyes and open your mouth to give him a proper response after it processes in your head that he was probably waiting for an answer. But you never end up letting your true feelings out of your throat, because suddenly you can’t feel the pain anymore, and the world goes black again.

Except this time, colour doesn’t return as soon as it did before.

You’re met with the comforting feel of warmth and the not-so pleasing smell of medicine when you finally regain your consciousness. It’s cozy, and you groan as you roll over in bed in hopes to find a new sleeping position.

The sound of footsteps gets louder as you hear a familiar voice harrumphs. “Y/N, I know you’re awake.”

So much for trying to sleep again.

“Nonono, don’t go back to sleep. You need to take your medicine first.” Reo nags, carefully feeling your forehead with the back of his hand. “And eat. You definitely haven’t had anything all day.”

You hum in acknowledgement, but make no real move to comply with his instructions. The bed was too comfortable, too warm, too safe. You never wanted to get out and offer yourself back up to the scary world of judgemental freshmen and strict professors.

Screw the fair. You just wanted a break.

“I rushed out of my meeting for this,” Reo sighs. “just to find you passed out in the medical office.”

“Sorry for worrying you, mom.” You mumble, stretching your limbs briefly in bed, having given up on trying to return to a state of slumber.

Two hands are hoisted towards you, one harbouring a few pills and the other a glass of water. “You seriously need to take care of yourself better. There is no way on Earth you’re going to survive living by yourself.”

You roll your eyes, and reluctantly sit up to take the medicine and water from Reo. “That’s why I have you, though.”

Reo frowns, but you can tell he’s probably holding back from bursting into tears. It’s only then you notice his complexion; the way his clothes were wrinkled from too much movement, the way his hair was blown in all directions from the wind, and the way he was anxiously picking at the skin around his fingernails from anxiety.

You quickly down the medicine and give him a small smile in hopes of easing at least a quarter of his worry. “I’m fine, Reo. Thank you, seriously, but it’s okay. It’s not like I’m dying or anything.”

He laughs, jokingly, in an attempt to conceal how he truly felt about this situation. “Yeah right. Just ‘a moment of weakness,’ like you always say.”

“Because it was.”

Reo’s the one rolling his eyes now, and a laugh comes out of you as you playfully push him. The two of you fall back into an easing silence before he speaks up again.

“The fair’s over for today. Chigiri and Rin covered for you and offered to cover the next two days too.”

Ah. So that’s what you were forgetting.

You jump out of bed immediately and almost tripped over your shoes from the sudden movement. Reo catches you, but keeps his hold on your waist as he stares at you for an explanation.

“I’m never showing my face here ever again, especially in front of that one!” You ramble, eyes widening in realization of what actually happened when you fainted. “He’s never going to let me hear the end of it! I can’t!”

“Wait, calm down–”

“But if I don’t show up, then that’s going to look even worse! He’s going to think I’m slacking and weak and incompetent and then rat me out to all my favourite profs and sabotage me and spread rumours and knock me off the leaderboard entirely and–”

Reo interrupts you as he brings you back onto your feet. “Is that all you’re worried about? What Rin thinks of you?”

“I–” You start, but no words manage to form. “Oh.”

He smiles, before turning around, pushing aside the curtains around your bed, and walking away.

“Wait, are you going home? Hold up! Wait for me!"

note: lol i started using capitals when writing i hope this isn't too trippy,,, THANK YOU @kitorin FOR BETA READING I LOVE U <3

pairing ∗ itoshi rin x f!reader

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kitorin · 11 months ago

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OUR SPRING

016. a sight just for us

"ARE WE THERE YET?"

YOUR LEGS ARE BEGINNING TO TIRE OUT, fatigue's arrival has sweat accumulating on your forehead as your breathing becomes unstable as you stare at the way Hyoma's carmine ponytail sways.

Without turning around, Hyoma calls out, still far ahead of you. "Maybe. Maybe not."

"Self care day my ass." Though you mutter it under your breath, he chuckles as a response, halting his movements for you.

When he'd texted you to meet up at a park nearby the city, you expected a casual stroll in the park, not a borderline hike. You would've brought a much smaller bag—and a larger water bottle.

"I promise you it's not too long. Hang in there, we'll take a break if you need it." A hand offers his help, and you accept thankfully. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah—." You huff out, slightly embarrassed at how unfazed Hyoma remained, a contradiction to how the summer air relentlessly harassed you with its heat. "Just hot."

But he knows better. "There's no shame in resting. We'll take a break."

A tired nod, and you're fishing through your shoulder bag for your water bottle, hurried enough to almost spill it everywhere. You're not bothered by it though, as you're admiring the scenery; how the trees stretch their coffee coloured arms above you, emerald leaves holding hands whilst permitting some sunlight to shine through.

It's worth it, you think, even if you're sweating uncomfortably.

"Come to think of it, I didn't know this path existed." You're not constantly seeking outdoor activities nor are you particularly into them, but the park was well known enough for a multitude of reasons; one being their nature walks.

But those were outlined with stone steps, while the one the two of you were walking down remained untouched, earth and all. There were supposed to be wooden handrails accompanying the path too, as well as the occasional map adorned with a sign.

You begin moving again, a silent way of telling Hyoma you're ready to continue. "Is this a secret one? I don't think they included it on the website either."

"You're not exactly wrong."

"Meaning?" The sun's gleam was becoming more prominent, as you approached what you'd assume to be the end of the path.

"This isn't one of their nature walks, I just happened to find it one day." Before you're able to question his words, he grasps your wrist, pulls you towards the light.

You'd tried to protest, but it was difficult as you (barely) matched Hyoma's pace.

"Oi—"

To no avail you're ignored, as the two of you rush, probably disrupting a few creatures of the local ecosystem, some dirt being kicked up as he pulls you along. "Just wait."

Not like I have a choice, dumbass.

In no time, the trees standing over you were gone and you're met with the sun blinding you, breeze immediately playing with your hair.

"We're here!"

He releases your wrist, as you ignore the stifling heat discomposing your skin to admire the view.

Your true surroundings were revealed, a small field of grass adorned with a couple of trees, peering down at the park. Cautious, you inch closer to the edge, now noticing people—walking, cycling, jogging, appearing like small beetles hassling amidst the earth. Though the height of the cliff evokes nausea, it was beautiful, how small everything looked; how you could see so much.

"Are you really that unfit?" His teasing tone makes you realise how out of breath you were, as Hyoma holds out a bottle of Pocari Sweat, one from his backpack.

You pant a bit. "I just hate the heat—summer's not my thing." You accept the bottle, taking a particularly large sip from it after squatting down. "I'm surprised they didn't make this place and the route one of their nature walks. It's so pretty. How'd you find it?" It's a hidden gem, you look around and the area's spotless, not a single sight of rubbish, nor any damage inflicted.

"I didn't, Nee-chan did." He joins you, settling down in the grass. "She showed me when I was a kid, and after becoming an idol I've come to love this place more." Hyoma leans backwards, plopping into the soft grass.

You mimic the action, though a lot more hesitant and careful. "So you have an older sister." Your gaze fixates onto the sky, wispy clouds slowly drifting along. "Is she your only sibling?" You turn to see his response; a nod with a grin.

"I love her so much. She's always been there to help me, and taught me things like how to cook or tie my hair. She's so cool, too. I don't know what I'd do without her."

Joy was evident, from the way he spoke, to the beam he donned.

It's not like he was constantly stoic, but right now he was smiling as though without restrictions—a countenance completely different from the subtle and polite one he wore in photoshoots and interviews.

"What about you?"

"Huh—?"

His question snaps you out of it, a silent reminder that you've been staring. "What about you? Do you have siblings?"

"Oh. Nope." You pray that he didn't notice your staring, and if he did you hope he didn't misinterpret it nor feel uncomfortable. "That's why I'm so close to Yoichi and Meguru, since we grew up in the same neighbourhood. My parents were busy so I played with them all the time instead." You sit up, admiring the view once more.

"I see." He imitates your action, leaning back into his arms, palms pressed into the earth behind him.

"It feels sort of wrong to be here." The comment comes out wrong, bordering on the line of discourtesy.

But Hyoma didn't seem to take any offense. "What do you mean?"

"It's you and your sister's place. It doesn't feel right coming here for content."

"Content?"

"You know, taking photos for your social media."

"Oh." You regret speaking immediately when you notice his frown, and your worry still persists even after he smiles again. "Recently we've only talked about our 'deal', I wanted to spend time as friends rather than just business partners. Right now, I'm showing this to my friend y/n, not my partner l/n."

"I thought it'd be nice, it's been a great escape. There's pretty much no one here, I don't have to worry about being watched. I wanted it to be equally comforting for you too, after all, rumours are expected as an idol, you're just trying to live normally."

Lips slightly parted, and heart warm, you study his expression, painted with genuine solicitude, rose coloured irises soft. The definition of your relationship was perplexing; you know you're only there because of a mutually beneficial deal, yet at times it feels like authentic friendship wove the two of you together.

"Thank you, I love it." Say more, idiot. Desperate, you piece the words together hurriedly in your head, not wanting to leave things unaddressed but worried about uttering the wrong words. "But things like rumours shouldn't be expected for anyone. I'm studying and you're simply making and performing music. Just because it's common and expected doesn't mean it should happen, nor you deserve it."

For moment the two of you sit in silence, listening to the wind sing alongside the rustling of leaves.

Hyoma eradicates the silence first. "You're right, I never really thought about it that way since a lot of people tell me success like that comes with a price."

"Then fuck them. I mean there's nothing you can do about speculation, I won't blame people for their curiosity but not harassing someone is basic human decency." You've never actively updated on a celebrities' image to the public, and you have good reason to. Anonymity served as encouragement for some people to behave in such an intrusive manner. "You're just as human as anyone else, just a lot more skilled. And attractive."

"Aaaand that's where I stop you. You were sounding ever so wise til that part. Shut up." He turns, hand reaching to your face for what you'd assume to be a flick to the forehead. You push his hand away (being friends with Yoichi had made you immune to that attack).

"Am I wrong though—?"

Hyoma speaks with a straight face. "Yeah. How about we start off with how good you are at school?"

You roll your eyes. "Anyone can study."

"Not as well as you though."

"It's not like I'm number one in the entire grade." You almost wince at the memories of that one classmate that manages to surpass your score by just a tiny bit.

"Not to mention you have a life—"

"—of watching kdramas and reading books." You chuckle, it certainly wasn't as thrilling as how Meguru or Yoichi lived their lives, but it was your way; one that made you happy.

Hyoma's finger goes to your lip, hovering just above as to not touch you without permission. "At least it's not drugs, reading's good for you anyways, now shush for a moment." He lists off the other hobbies you indulge in on each finger, outlining what makes them hard. "Your personality is great, you're emotionally intelligent, you're really pretty too—"

The final clause earns a burst of laughter from you.

"What? Are you doubting me?"

"It feels weird coming from you. You're surrounded by attractive idols all day, and spend so much time with other ones in other groups. Calling me 'really pretty' after meeting all those stars is crazy. Not like anyone else would agree with you either."

Hyoma becomes silent at the comment. "This place is hideous."

A sudden readjustment in topic has your eyebrows furrowing with confusion. "Pardon?"

"Kawachi Fujien is stunning, a shame really since that just makes this place ugly."

"You can't say that, one being pretty doesn't make the other ugly—"

The moment those words left your mouth, victory pervades his features, a toothy grin, which was quite frankly quite adorable.

"I made you say it! The same applies to you, yeah the people on tv are pretty, but it doesn't mean you aren't. And—" His hand holds yours. "—if no one else has said the same things as me, then that doesn't mean I'm wrong. It simply means you're an undiscovered flower, one that the world has yet to discover and appreciate the beauty of."

Though the unexpected grandeur accompanying his words leaves you speechless, it's not unwelcome—you can't deny the ebullience creeping onto your lips.

"That's why, you shouldn't let anyone nor any self deprecating thoughts get to you, okay?"

His words erased any memory of any negativity you held against yourself. Sure, you can recall how you doubted why'd he choose you for this role, but the insecurities regarding your appearance and the misery they carried were gone.

"Got it. I promise you."

"One more thing."

"Hit me."

"At the end of March, come here with me. Let's watch the cherry blossoms together, away from everyone else. A spring just for us."

That would be nice, gazing upon the sea of pink, out of anyone else's reach.

That's if, if he even has reason to speak to you after this deal of yours, or if it lasts for that long.

You hold up your pinkie. "I promise you that too."

Hyoma's pinkie intertwines with yours. "It's a deal then."

In spite of whether this deal will last until then, and the heat permeating your cheeks, there's nothing but merriment blooming within your heart.

LEGS SORE AND EXHAUSTED, you plop into your chair, absentmindedly drying your hair while texting. Your feet spin yourself around, as you send a final message to Ness before tossing your phone onto your bed.

You're concerned regarding the project, you ditched the gathering and are quite certain Ness wants you dead and has convinced the rest of the group the same. You've the faintest clue on the overall quality of the assignment, but at least you know you did everything you needed.

You're really pretty too—

It's been hours since you guys bid farewell, Hyoma had a family dinner he had to attend to, while you caught the bus home. You ponder a bit, who exactly was he having dinner with? Just his household? His sister would've definitely been there too, right? What about the food? Are there any foods he doesn't like eating? Or does he eat whatever?

You're an undiscovered flower, one that the world has yet to discover and appreciate the beauty of.

Chigiri Hyoma truly is talented, from his graceful execution of his words to the way your memories with him linger within your mind. It was as if he was a character that was birthed from the pages of a romance novel, particularly with how seriously he spoke those grand words. No wonder he's grown in popularity so much since the beginning of his career. To persist in one's mind must be a gift not many possess.

You shrug it off, flipping through your textbook and opening your exercise one, focusing on your priorities for the time being.

FIFTEEN | MASTERLIST | seventeen

PAIRING. chigiri hyoma x reader

SYNOPSIS. school gets overwhelming with constant rumours and accusations, thankfully someone is willing to help. but what happens when this mutually beneficial agreement escalates into something more?

GENRE. social media au, fake dating, idol / actor au

TAGLIST. @saesins, @punkhazardlaw, @silly-ez, @y-sabell-a, @mellozhi, @luvlunazx, @oldest-dream-pdf, @misfits1a, @hoshithinker, @livelaughloveisagiyoichi, @mave-in, @rinsie, @luvcryo, @fabitheraven, @h3xi2g0n3, @yuzurins, @ch3nyan, @jammiycge, @jocynotcute

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