#imawa no kuni no alice imagine

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— 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲

Arisu Ryohei (Alice In Borderland) X Gn!Reader

♡ 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Smut

♡ 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Spending the night in a tent has its ups and downs, one being having to share with Arisu. Luckily, he'll do anything for you.

♡ 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: NSFW, Dom!Reader, Sub!Arisu, Light Dacryphilia, Begging, Praise, Breeding

♡ 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.9k

“we have to share the tent.”

“huh?”

“the tent can fit us both but it’ll be a tight fit.”

“huh?!”

this had to have been the most awkward moment in arisu ryohei’s life. laid down in a tent with you next to him, shoulders touching as he attempted to shrink himself down as much as possible so you had more room. the tent was obviously only meant for two people at most, with hardly any margin of free space on either side of you two. not to mention he couldn't see anything with it being completely dark outside and the lamp already put out. it was silent in the tent, with the occasional sound of trees blowing and the wind hitting it making him jump every so often, worried about someone coming in and attacking you two. all he could hear was your breathing and his own, and he tried to be as quiet as possible without waking you up.

suddenly, you rolled over and wrapped your arms around him, leaving him holding his breath out of both shock and worry of waking you.

“ryohei…”

arisu tensed up at hearing his name from your lips, and he glanced down at you with wide eyes. “yeah?” he said stupidly, not knowing what else to say.

then, you lifted your head up and opened your eyes, one of your hands trailing up and down his chest, “you can't sleep?” you asked him.

“y-yeah,” he answered with a light stutter in his words, looking at you confused. “did i wake you up? i’m sorry.”

you shook your head, “no, you didn't wake me. i've been awake this whole time,” you replied, leaning closer towards his ear before whispering, “i have an idea on how to help you fall asleep, though.”

arisu felt a chill go down his spine with the whispering, and he could swore he felt himself getting hot inside the cramped tent. “wh-what do you-”

you cut him off by leaning more and pressing a kiss to his lips. his eyes went even wider at the action despite having kissed you on multiple occasions, it felt like the first time whenever it happened.

of course, arisu was far too shy to initiate the actions himself, so you had to often take the reels and do it or else you wouldn't get anywhere. but for you, that was a good thing. to put it simply, you wore the pants of the relationship. arisu would do anything and everything for you, no matter what it was or how difficult it was, he would always succeed because it was for you. all of it was for you. he was practically wrapped around your finger. anything you asked of him, he would drop whatever it was he was doing and start what you told him. he was good for you, just for you.

pulling away from the kiss, he looked at you with his eyes still wide “are you…right now???” he questioned once realizing the possibility of where this could go.

“all you have to do is say no and i’ll stop,” you told him seriously. you knew arisu’s limits, and he knew yours too, which was why you would be fine if he did say no, that he wanted to wait. you wouldn't freak out and be angry, of course not.

arisu looked at you quietly before shaking his head, “no it’s okay, i’m okay,” he replied. “i want this.”

you smiled at him, saying a quick “good” before kissing him again.

you were able to swiftly hook your legs over him, now straddling his waist while continuing to kiss. your hands trailed down arisu’s chest, going lower and lower until eventually reaching his belt buckle, unclipping it rather quickly and then pulling away.

“are you sure?” you asked him one more time, looking down at him through the darkness.

you were barely able to see his face in the dark, but you could tell his breathing was already becoming more sporadic the more you did. you moved one of your hands to touch his cheek, smiling at him lightly. he smiled back up at you and hesitantly moved his hands to settle on your waist.

“please,” he whimpered out quietly. “i want this.”

“if you say so…” your voice trailed off, leaning back down to kiss him.

the next few minutes felt like a blur to arisu. one second he was kissing you, and the next he was hovering above you, peering down at you with dark eyes, his hair already sticking to his forehead from the sweat gathering. he was panting slightly yet nothing had even happened so far, just kissing but it was enough for him to get like this. it was evident in his face that he didn’t have a whole clue what he was doing, but with a little reassurance, you knew he would be fine.

“can i…?” arisu hesitantly spoke, his voice quiet and almost shaky. his hands were on either side of your head holding himself up as he stared down at you. he didn't dare saying anymore than that, quickly becoming embarrassed just by the situation alone that if he did he would probably end up sounding desperate.

looking up at him, your arms linked around his neck, you played with his hair slightly, “can you what? you're gonna have to tell me,” you teased lightly.

arisu felt his face grow hot once understanding he would have to actually voice his thoughts and not rely on implications, and he bit down on his lower lip before speaking again, “please, can i…fuck,” he cut himself off by just pushing into you anyway. a moan fell past his lips as he put his face in your neck, his face red as he bit down onto your skin lightly.

you gasped when he bit down, your hands tugging on his hair, “there you go, so good.”

hearing your words made him accidentally bite down harder, thrusting into you and letting out a whine, “y/n…fuck,” was all he could get out before thrusting again.

“just like that…you’re doing so good, baby, so good,” you said to him, your hands moving from his hair to his back. “keep going, baby, you can do it.”

slowly, arisu started to speed up his thrusts, letting out strings of moans and whines whilst doing so into your neck, whimpering audibly whenever you clenched around him. he then lifted his head from your neck and looked down at you, breathing heavily as he moved with sweat already forming on him. he could swear his heart had never beaten so fast before, and part of him was worried you would hear it, but a bigger part of him could care less. he had never felt anything like this before. never once did he think this would happen, but he was so happy that it was. to know that you really did love him for him, even if he was sometimes childish and selfish, it felt otherworldly to have someone genuinely love him like you did. so much that he could cry.

you looked up at him and you were surprised to see tears beginning to well in his eyes. for a split second you were worried this was going wrong, but judging by his expression, you realized it was going better than imagined. “does it feel good? i want to hear you say it, ryohei,” you said to him, dragging his name out in a tone that made him thrust into you deeper, resulting in a moan coming from both of you.

“feels s-so good, fuck…i love you so m-much,” he whined out in response, continuing his thrusts as his breathing got heavier.

“good boy..you're doing so good for me, baby.” your nails starting to scratch his back as you stared at him. “i love you too.”

all he could do was whimper as a reply, leaning his head down and resting his forehead on yours while he moved. “p-please,” his voice croaked out.

you felt wet droplets on your face and soon realized that he was crying. wrapping your arms and legs around him, you pulled him down closer to you so your bodies were touching. “keep going, fuck, just like that…you're such a good boy for me, aren't you? i’ll let you do what-whatever you w-want..just say it,” you said in between moans as he continued thrusting into you.

“please…please let m-me cum,” arisu whimpered loudly, his thrusts starting to go faster and more out of pace. “please, wanna cum p-please.”

“if you want it so bad then you’ll have to beg more,” you told him with a slight smile on your face, looking at him and moving one of your hands to wipe away the tears falling from his eyes.

he cursed under his breath at the word beg. the whole point was that he didn't want to sound desperate, but that idea was getting thrown out the window entirely. he didn't care anymore if he sounded desperate. “please l-let me cum, i-i’ll be good for you i p-promise please..need it, pl-please i need it,” he begged, more tears starting to trail down his cheeks quickly. “please, baby, i wanna fe-feel good.”

you smiled wider at his words, and you leaned closer to his ear, whispering into it. “you can cum, baby. inside.”

arisu’s pace suddenly picked up at your words, letting out moans shamelessly as tears kept falling down from his eyes, fully confident in his movements as he fucked you. “f-fuck, you feel s-so good around me,” he moaned aloud, not even caring about what he was saying anymore. “i l-love you so mu-much…fuck.”

you could tell he was getting closer to the edge by how vocal he was suddenly becoming, and you pulled him closer to you and clenched down on him with your face in his neck moaning. “cum for me, ryohei,” you whimpered into his ear, your hands moving back to his hair and pulling on it.

he didn't need to be told again, almost immediately after hearing you, arisu let out a loud groan and pushed himself deep inside of you, cumming in you. he was panting more heavily now, and his arms gave out resulting in him laying on top of you while trying to catch his breath as he slowly eased out of you. his head was now resting on your chest as he closed his eyes, taking deep breaths. “i love you,” he mumbled out quietly.

you looked down at him, your hand playing with his hair as you kissed the top of his head, “i love you too, ryohei.”

he didn't respond after that, his breathing finally steadying as he laid on top of you. it didn't take long to understand that he had fallen asleep, and you let out a light chuckle, “i guess i was right, then.”

you kissed his head again before laying your head back and closing your eyes, going to sleep as well with arisu now asleep on you. maybe sharing a tent together wasn't so bad after all.

[vin-taege]

Hiii, if you're willing to, could I request a chishiya x reader where reader gets seriously injured and knocked unconscious during a game and chishiya carries you out of there and treat your wounds, and they only find out about it when they wake up and kuina tells them (+bonus points if they just assume someone else like ann or anyone else really was the responsible for letting you live🙏🏽) just had this thought and was like aaaaa👉🏽👈🏽🤔

Flesh Wound

Summary: Your body is aching all over when you wake up, but you have no idea who put the bandages on you.

Genre: fluff

Pairing: reader x chishiya

Words: 2k

Note: I got carried away aGAIN ; O; This is set during the five of spades game :>>

The wind blew against a lock of your hair softly. Chishiya leaned over the railing beside you, looking expressionless as always. Three stories below, you could see the Horse Mask empty another round of bullets into two poor souls—the girls who might have been friends. They stilled for a second, probably gauging their surroundings. Suddenly, they looked up, the front of their mask pointed directly towards you.

Chishiya swiftly grabbed your arm, pulling you down as he ducked. You shared a held breath, though you stubbornly peeked from behind the concrete. Horse Mask was unmoving, until they finally tore their gaze away and went back to loading their gun. After cocking it, they trudged slowly down the hallway. 

“It has a blind spot,” you told him. In response, he raised an eyebrow, tilting his head to the right a little. “It didn’t see us, I think. Kept on going the same direction.”

“That’ll come in handy later. I’m still figuring out where exactly the safe zone could be.” He leaned back against the concrete barrier, eyes scanning the night sky above you before landing on your own. You tensed up, but for a different reason this time.

Don’t let him intimidate you, Kuina had told you before you entered the game. This was the first time you and Chishiya went to a game together. Kuina usually went with you, and your trio was granted the same group each time. But ever since the tension with the militants grew, Hatter had to reshuffle the groupings in an attempt to quell Aguni’s temper. 

You opened your mouth in response, words caught in your throat as you heard another bout of gunfire. Carefully, the two of you peeked over the rails again, eyes drawn to a scraggly mop of hair poking from behind one of the lower floors. You craned your neck, trying to get a glimpse of were Horse Mask might be.

Chishiya tapped your shoulder to gain your attention. “It’s below us. The noise came from our area.”

“We need to move out then,” you muttered, getting ready to stand up. Chishiya stopped you with another tug on your arm. His eyebrows were furrowed a little, gaze transfixed on the spot Horse Mask shot at.

“It’s that room,” he nodded towards the bullethole-riddled door. The kid with messy hair dragged a man wearing a cap away from it, no doubt to seek a safe spot. “The tagger wouldn’t have shot at them from far away if it wasn’t.”

Without a second thought, you leaned over the railings and shouted as loud as you can, “Fourth floor, sixth door!”

Almost immediately, heavy boots smacked against the staircase on your far right. Shifting his hand to wrap around your wrist, Chishiya steered you toward the left-wing staircase. Your feet padded against the steps, heart beating rapidly. You let Chishiya lead you through turns and stairwells until you found yourselves back on the fourth floor.

You stopped momentarily, planting your hands on your knees to catch your breath. Chishiya panted next to you, though he tried to control his breathing more. In any situation, he’d never fail to keep up the mask of calmness.

“Let’s end this. I’m so hungry,” you attempted to banter. Despite having played several games together, you still didn’t know where you stood with him. At times he would act uncharacteristically… nice. Getting you meals unprompted, bringing you back trinkets he’d find lying around—like the hair tie that held your hair right now. And other times he’d be so withdrawn, going for days without a single conversation with you, as if he’s deliberately trying to ignore you.

Like now. He glanced at you blankly, eyes flicking for the briefest second towards your lips. Or maybe you imagined it?

“Let’s go.” Without another word, he peered around the corner before walking in like he owned the place. You were left to trail after him, anxiously glancing at the upper floors surrounding you. Sensing your nerves, Chishiya turned his head towards you. “We’ll hear the tagger coming because of his shoes. Don’t worry your pretty head too much about it.”

Oh! Pretty? Did he just call you pretty? 

Thankfully, you were behind him, meaning you’d be able to hide your cheeks heating up. To distract yourself, you looked up only to find the same mop of messy hair and a cap trailing behind him. Chishiya spoke first before you could. 

“You figured it out too, huh?” He said, almost as a challenge. 

The boy nodded at him, saying how he also noticed the tagger’s protectiveness over that one specific door. He watched the taller man grip the door knob. Chishiya leaned against the wall, voice cool as ever. “What puzzles me is why the tagger isn’t here yet.”

You perked up, and you could tell that the other two players were intrigued by this statement as well. For a moment, everyone was silent. You turned your head towards Chishiya. “That means…”

“We don’t have time,” he cut you off, eyes meeting yours. He flashed his phone, showing the timer counting down from three minutes. His gaze never left yours, a silent plead for you to keep quiet in the meantime. You glared back at him, having a bad feeling that this was one of his tricks again.

“Arisu, he’s right. We need to finish this now.” The man in the cap whispered to who you now know as Arisu. 

Arisu nodded back at him. He took a deep breath, then swung the door open. The four of you peered from the doorframe, scanning the inside of the apartment. Suddenly, gunfire started once again. This time, you felt a bullet graze your calf. All at once, everyone yelled, ducking into the safety of the apartment. You squeezed your eyes shut, letting yourself fall forward into the darkness. 

When you opened your eyes, you were met with Chishiya’s chest. His arms were wrapped tightly around your back, and you could hear him try to stifle his heavy breathing. Slowly, you tilted your head to meet his gaze. His eyes widened a little, realizing the position you were in. He quickly retracted his hold over you, as if you were hot metal.

With the moment broken, you rolled off him with a grimace. You muttered, “Thanks for—Arisu!”

Behind the apartment door, a second tagger emerged from the shadows, shotgun trained on the back of Arisu. He whipped his head back upon hearing you, dodging just in time as you pushed the gun out of line. 

The tagger thrashed against you, bringing in a leg to kick at your stomach. With a step back, you managed to dodge them, taking the opening to knee them in the torso. Your fingers still wrapped around the barrel of the gun, struggling to point it towards the ground.

From behind you, Chishiya lunged at the tagger. The charge of his tazer broke through the air, the man driving its points deep into the tagger’s leg. The tagger let out a pained yell, their leg giving out. They managed to catch themselves on their other foot. With the sudden shift in position, the gun slipped from your grasp. The tagger brought their arm back, bringing the butt of the gun on the side of your forehead.

The room spun around you. It felt like your head was dunked inside a fish tank, with all the noise sounding so muffled. Through the bleariness of your vision, you saw another spark in the dark—probably from Chishiya’s tazer again. Before you fully blacked out, you could recall Chishiya calling after you.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

You woke up with a groan, not even bothering to sit up because of all the pain. There was a light throbbing in your head, and your legs felt incredibly sore. You squinted your eyes, letting them adjust to the light. When your vision cleared up, you recognized the room you were in to be yours.

There was a blanket covering you from the hips down.  A wide bandage was wrapped over your head. Gauze was wrapped around your forearm, held in place by medical tape, a faint red mark seeping through the light fabric. You hadn’t even felt that injury from the game.

The game!

Does this mean you won? Is Chishiya okay? What happened to that Arisu kid and the man in the cap? Before you could stand up and get answers for yourself, a soft knock on your door echoed in your room.

“Come in,” you called out softly. Your voice was hoarse, and if you had spoken any louder, it would start up the headache again. 

Kuina walked into the room, a bread basket slung on her arm. Chishiya shuffled in behind her, his gaze trained on the floor. They brought out some of the hotel chairs in your suite, sitting on either side of you. With a smile, Kuina proudly plopped the bread basket on the empty space of your bed.

“Where’d you even get that?” you chuckled lightly.

“Chishiya nabbed it on the way home,” she wiggled her eyebrows, a teasing smirk on her face. Across her, Chishiya scoffed, eyes not leaving the carpet. “He was very worried you know. It was the first time I saw him shaking in his flip-flops.”

“She’s pulling your leg. Not that it’s been injured already,” he replied curtly. 

Through the pain, a smile made its way to your lips. With your uninjured arm, you gingerly ran your fingers across the basketweave. Your eyes found their way to Chishiya, his face framed by loose strands of hair. 

“Thank you, for getting me out and for the bread.”

“I didn’t say I got you out,” he narrowed your eyes at you, though a smirk quirked at the corner of his mouth.

“I know, but you’ll never admit it anyway,” you grinned. Bringing your attention back to Kuina, you nudged the basket closer to her. “Here. I want you guys to have some too. Oh, and please bring some for Ann down in her dungeon as well.”

Kuina raised her eyebrows in confusion. “What for?”

“For patching me up,” you shrugged, gesturing to your bandage-riddled body. Kuina still looked partly surprised, before a wave of realization washed over her. 

“Ah… I see.” She shot a knowing look toward Chishiya. It almost looked like he had a small pout. You could sense him starting to deflate a little in his seat, one of his knees starting to bounce repeatedly. “You know what, Ann isn’t the only person in the medical field here.”

With a wink, she grabbed two muffins and waltzed towards the door. “I’ll leave you two to talk. I’ll drop this off at Ann’s too. To thank her for her ‘help’.” She emphasized with air quotes.

With a soft click, the door shut, leaving the two of you in silence once more.

You broke the silence first this time. 

“Chishiya?”

He hummed in acknowledgment.

“Who treated my wounds?”

He stayed silent for a moment, too stubborn to meet your gaze. Finally, he let out a long sigh and still his knee. “I used to be a doctor in the other life.”

It was a non-admission, but an admission nonetheless. He had this way of things where he’d never say anything directly. He loved puzzles so much, that he became one. But you were getting used to his hints. And over time, you were learning how to piece together his thoughts. 

“‘Shiya.” He finally looked at you. No one’s called him that since his mom. 

You shuffled to the side, patting the space you made. Hesitantly, he crawled beneath the covers with you. You laid down in now comfortable silence. Slowly, you placed your hand above his. 

He tensed for a moment before turning his palm up and enveloping yours. Your thumb traced his knuckle.

“How are you feeling?”

“Better.” You turned your head to face him. “Way better.”

He thickly swallowed, turning his head to face you. In the softest voice, he said, “I’m happy you are.”

The throbbing in your head faded. With that one small sentence, you understood most of the things he wanted to say, bubbling just beneath the surface. Over time, he’d be able to fully let his walls down. You just needed to trust that he will.

[eufezco]

BACK TO YOU — CHISHIYA X FEM!READER

MAJOR AIB SPOILERS !!

SUMMARY — you win the games and wake up in the hospital. remembering everything that happened in the borderlands and not knowing if chishiya made it.

your mouth was dry and it tasted like blood. your eyes opened slowly, getting used to the bright lights of the hospital room and you hissed when your hand landed on your temples. you had some cuts on your face, covered with gauzes and medical tapes, and some bruises too, especially around your eyes and on your cheekbones.

you looked around the room and you could see your mom's purse next to your bed, but she wasn't in the room. somethings never change, not even when you are at the hospital after having been dead for a few seconds. once you tried to sit on the bed, you felt a stabbing pain in your lower abdomen and then on your forearm. your hand went directly where it hurt in your belly and you realized that you were wearing a bigger gauze there and another of the same size on your arm, and at that moment a wave of memories hit you making you feel dizzy. the beach. the next level. the king of spades. chishiya.

chishiya.

you gasped and forced yourself to remember when was the last time that you saw him. niragi's gun was pointing at you when he suddenly stepped in the middle of your body and the bullet with your name written in it.

"why would you do it?" you asked him with tears in your eyes. chishiya just showed you a smirk. you told him that he needed to resist, that there were only two games left and everything will be over. a little smile remained on chishiya’s lips as he nodded slowly. he knew that by the time you completed the games he wouldn't be there. you wanted to stay by his side but usagi and arisu dragged you out of there when the zeppelin of the king of spades appeared.

the last thing you remember from that day was lying next to kuina and ann on the cold ground. your back hurt and your wounds didn't stop bleeding as you watched the fireworks and listened to what you were being asked. "i decline." you finally answered, with tears in the corners of your eyes.

you got up from the hospital bed and noticed that you were sharing a room with someone else. that someone in the room with you was separated from your side with a curtain. with small steps and with a hand on your belly, right where your wound was, you approached the curtain, and being extremely careful, you had a quick peek to the other side. you took a sharp breath after you recognized the boy on the other side. his thick brown hair was stuck to his forehead, and just like you, he had some gauzes on his face. he gave a small jump on the bed when he noticed that someone was staring at him from a small opening in the curtain, but his frown relaxed once he recognized you.

"y/n?" he asked, still a bit confused.

"arisu." you removed the curtain completely and his eyes opened wide. he removed the blanket from himself and turned his body to let his legs hang from the bed, ready to get up from the moment he saw you. you were quicker than him and hugged him, maybe a little too hard because you both hissed when your bodies collided. you stayed like that for a few seconds more and then he asked you if you were okay, and how long had been since you woke up.

"a minute?" you asked him. your head hurt. "everything- everything happened in a minute. all the games, all the deaths? in a minute?"

arisu nodded. you gulped. all the things you lived with chishiya happened in sixty seconds. you felt like you could throw up. you shook your head and decided to talk about anything else. "did usagi make it?"

"yes. she was with me when we finished the last game."

you nodded, glad to hear that your friend was alive. "kuina and ann also made it. i think i heard aguni and akane too but i can't remember well."

arisu then understood. you knew that all of your friends made it but not if he did. "i'm sure- i'm sure he's here. i'm sure chishiya got out."

you shook your head with your eyes closed. arisu didn't know that. when the king of spades appeared and him and usagi separated you from chishiya, his white jacket was already soaked in blood. the first bullet hit him in a noncritical area, but the second one, the one that should've got you, went directly into his chest. you didn't need to be a med student to know that that was bad.

"come on. let's go for a walk." arisu got up from the bed and kissed your forehead after noticing how sad your eyes were. you hooked your arm in his. every now and then arisu would stop to check up on you, if you were breathing well, if you were too tired to continue but you assured him every time that you were fine.

you saw aguni in the icu. the doctors that came out of the room were pointing out how that man being alive was practically a medical miracle. akane was on a wheelchair looking at him through the glass. the girl was very pleased to see you both again. she asked about your injuries and she thanked arisu in a subtle way for winning the last game. she didn't know if you were ready to talk openly about what happened. she didn't even know if she was.

you tried to run and arisu had to hold you so you wouldn't fall down the moment that you saw kuina. her face glowed and she had to blink a couple of times to believe her eyes. kuina was kneeling in front of a woman in a wheelchair, a man was standing next to the two of them, and you guessed that they were her parents. she was quick to stand up, her father had to help her to get to you and arisu, and then you hugged her tightly. you were careful though, you saw how bad her injuries were. you remember the king of spades on top of her, stabbing multiple times her stomach, blood coming out of her mouth and you immobile lying on the ground after being shot by him.

"have you seen him? do you know if he made it out?" you held kuina's cheeks. defeated, you let out a sigh after seeing kuina's confused expression. she shook her head to both of your questions. kuina told you that the last time that she saw chishiya was when the king of spades attacked for the first time, and then each of you followed a different path and she never saw him again after that. but when she met arisu again, he said that chishiya was fine.

you slowly turned to look at arisu with raised eyebrows, and the boy just shrugged his shoulders. on second thought, you were sure that arisu didn't do it with bad intentions. you had to explain to her that niragi shot him twice. kuina gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. you told her that the second time niragi was aiming at you but chishiya stood in the middle. that did not come as a surprise to her. she knew him longer than you did. they were already at the beach when you arrived there with arisu and usagi, and as long as she had known him, chishiya had always acted unbothered. he wasn't a big fan of showing affection. he was selfish, arrogant, and really self-centered. but kuina knew that he would take a bullet for you.

she insisted on joining you and arisu on your walk. you three recognized some people who were in the games with you: people from the beach, that kid usagi fought so hard to save, people you tried to kill, and people that tried to kill you.

"excuse me?"

the hospital reception was chaotic, and you barely heard the woman at the other side of the counter humming to your question.

"i'm- i'm looking for someone."

"name?"

you blinked a few times at her sudden question. you played with your fingers nervously. she raised her eyebrows waiting for an answer. "chishiya shuntarō."

you shouldn't have ask. you should have waited for him to find you. what if the woman told you what you didn't want to hear? no. no. no. you should've waited, or had arisu to ask for you. but now you were waiting for that woman to finish typing on the computer and maybe to tell you that he was dea-

"third floor, room 301."

"oh." you said in a sigh. you could feel all your body relaxing, your hands stopped trambling, your legs didn't feel like giving up anymore. but you could also feel your heart beating in your throat, and your chest slowly heaving. the woman raised her eyebrows at you again.

"do you need anything else?"

you gulped, shaking your head softly and coming back to you. "hm?oh. no, thank you."

you turned around and walked towards arisu and kuina, your eyes locked on the floor. your two friends arched their brows worried, by your face both of them expected the worse. kuina could feel that familiar lump that forms in your throat moments before bursting into tears. arisu approached you and his hands gripped your shoulders. your eyes connected with his.

"y/n-"

"he's on the third floor."

arisu sighed in relief. kuina also let out a sigh and she wiped away some tears off her cheeks before you could see her. she approached the woman and asked for an and she told kuina that she was in the operating room, which was also a strong relief.

time passed slowly, and the way to the third floor was the longest you could remember. not when you were walking to the control room with him and kuina, escaping from the militants, not when you were heading to a game, not even when you ran to him after niragi shot him. the elevator was too slow for you.

arisu was checking up on you, kuina was too deep in her thoughts. once the elevator stopped and the doors opened, you gulped and looked at arisu. he nodded for you to be the first one out of the elevator. what you didn't expect was to see chishiya in the middle of the hallway, his body slightly curved and one of his hands pressing his lower abdomen. he was talking to his doctor, probably asking a million questions like why he had put him on that medication instead of the other one, and trying to convince him why the other one was better.

"chishiya."

the boy quickly turned to see who was calling him and his eyes opened wide in surprise. "y/n." chishiya soon forgot about the doctor. one of his arms wrapped around your waist, the other one hugged your upper body, resting his hand on the back of your head and pulling you closer to him. he hid his face into the crook of your neck.

it was weird having him in between your arms in the real world. once you two were completely healed you'd go back to your normal life but you'll have each other. you were going to have to get used to his twenty-four hours shift as a doctor, and he was going to get used to hugs and kisses every day. but now, with his arms wrapped around you and after gone through that much, he thought that he could get used to that easily.

"i knew that you would make it." chishiya said with a small smile on his lips. one of his hands pushed your hair away from your face and tucked it behind your ear. the other one held your chin up trying to see through the gauzes on your face what type of injuries you had.

arisu and kuina were standing behind you. chishiya shared a glance with both of them. arisu was smirking, kuina was biting her nails with tears in her eyes, probably waiting for her turn to greet her friend but not wanting to separate you. you rested your head on his chest, careful to not touch where he was shot. your lower lip trembled, tears started forming in your eyes.

"i thought that you-"

someone talked before chishiya could. "that could never happen, you know what they say, only the good ones die young."

"you bastard." you looked over chishiya's shoulders and tried to move away from him the moment that you saw niragi at the end of the hallway, approaching the group from behind chishiya. he was quick to hold you tighter against him, to prevent you from hurting yourself even more by hitting niragi.

niragi was smiling. even though half of his body was covered with bandages you could see that disgusting smirk on his lips.

"i'm gonna kill you," you stated. niragi laughed at you. you couldn't see it but chishiya smirked, his arms still hugging you and not letting you part from him.

"it's not that big of a deal, honey. he's is alive and i got to shoot him. we both won."

chishiya could stop you but he didn't have enough arms to stop kuina. the girl passed by your side like a fury. arisu tried to grab her arm but she was mad. her fists were already clenched before she was even close to niragi, and arisu called her name in a last attempt of stopping her. niragi looked down at her with a smile on his lips. he knew what was coming. he had seen that face on kuina before.

her fist closed tighter and with all the strength in her body, she punched niragi. his mouth and nose started bleeding right after but he didn't stop laughing. she had her fist ready again but arisu grabbed her waist from behind pulling her away from him.

"better?" chishiya asked after feeling your breathing slowing down. you nodded and you both looked at kuina kicking in the arms of arisu. chishiya raised his brows looking at the doctors coming to assist niragi. "well, he deserved it." you rolled your eyes at him.

"you have to tell me a lot of things, i guess." chishiya said referring to your bruised face. you nodded, he was going to believe everything that happened between the time he was shot until arisu and usagi won the last game.

"i haven't seen banda and yaba."

chishiya smiled at your innocent. "i'm sure that they are fine but i'm also sure that they decided to stay." you already thought about that. you nodded understanding. what a shame because they were nice to you during the jack of hearts game, and they promised you that you'll see each other again. chishiya knew by your face that you didn't listen when he said that banda was a murderer and yaba was a scammer. people like that could only live freely in the borderlands.

not people like you two tho

[snzhrchy]

— ☆ Deja Vu !

chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader

summary; the patient you're looking after looks very familiar, almost as if you've known him for a lifetime. notes; i love making y/n a doctor/nurse in my fics (i'm projecting) taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it !

'If we ever get back, what do you think you're gonna do?' you asked, a simple question yet the answer to it was still unclear to you.

'I am already a surgeon so...' Chishiya responded after a moment. Though his face was covered by the darkness of the night, you could still see his smirk.

'No! I meant like... with your life,' you replied, 'like if I ever went back, I think I'd finally live my life, the way I want to live it.'

Being a nurse wasn't easy, it was even worse when many, many people got hit by a meteorite in one of the most busiest cities of Japan, you included.

Your injuries weren't as fatal as the many other patients and the day after you got discharged from the hospital, you were called back in to resume your job. Your injuries included a broken wrist and a few minor scars across your body.

The patients you were assigned were two young men, both of whom had suffered the same fate as you but their injuries were far worse than yours. One of them had various burn scars across his body and the other had terrible chest problems.

3 days after you resumed your job, the patient with ashy-gray hair was ready to leave as most of his injuries had been healed.

Though, you never communicated with the gray-haired man, there was something familiar about him. His facial features felt all too familiar, like you had seen him before or maybe it was just deja vu. You were very grateful that most of the time, he was asleep so he couldn't ever see you curiously examining his features.

The first time you ever talked with him was when you informed him of his release. It was also the first time you ever heard him talk. That feeling of comfort and familiarity was always present when you were near him.

'-please take caution however and if you feel pain in your chest, specifically...' As you explained to the patient about his now improved physical state, you couldn't help but notice his dark eyes fixate on you. His head was turned slightly to the side as he listened to your explanation. Though, you were unsure if he was actually listening to you or not.

'Do I know you?' he spoke at last, his voice was cold yet there was an odd sense of comfort in them; his voice sounded so soft.

'I don't think so?' your reply came out as more of a question than a response. He nodded, 'You were there? During the meteorite?'

'Yeah...' you trailed off as your eyes glanced at your injury for a moment. 'And they're still making you work?' He asked with an eyebrow raised.

You shook your head, confirming his statement.

You both stood silent for a few moments, he was propped up on his bed while you sheepishly stood there, toying with your uniform.

'Y'know, you really do look familiar to me, it's like we've met before but I don't know where,' you spoke, breaking the silence. 'It wasn't just me, then,' he said but it sounded as if he was saying it to himself than you.

Taking a gulp, you finally asked him: 'My shift ends in an hour, so what if we go visit the local coffee shop if you're interested, that is,'

He smiled - it wasn't a smirk but an actual, genuine smile, 'I'd like that.'

[yois2aki]

੭୧ chishiya with a reader who likes gift giving... . ۫

chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader (requested)

— warnings: fluff, ooc chishiya, beach arc, love confession, shy chishiya ohhh....

— summary: your gift giving and weird fact telling habit seemed to catch chishiya's attention. that was until it got too much to him.

— word count: 1.3k

people could tell you had a habit of collecting things that caught your interest in the most random occurrences. the motive had never been elucidated, as you wouldn't mind the others staring.

coming home from games tired and exhausted was part of your weekly routine. sometimes, you would refuse to take the car back to the beach just to breathe some air and later walk back by yourself.

it was unusual for you to come back empty-handed. during your time in the borderlands, you found out that gift giving was a pretty easy way for you to show your affection towards others. and even though sometimes you'd look at a pretty rock and mention it to kuina, or tell mira a random fact you heard about some time back in the real world, nothing compared to the surprises you'd prepare, chishiya.

you have noticed, way before even getting close to him, that he does not seem to get fazed by anything. if he complimented you, that'd be a reason for your sleep to be slightly better than the other nights.

knowing that about him, you made it your daily goal to try and steal a reaction from him. from the littlest things, like telling him all about how you learned that cheetahs don't roar but instead meow and purr. to more thoughtful stuff, like gifting him a personally handmade butterfly origami you spent an hour trying to figure out.

chishiya didn't understand the point of all this effort you took to catch him by surprise. why you were so devoted to making him seem happier. he had lost interest in life a long time ago. so why did he look forward to your every day's information?

"it's for you," you said, handing him a roughly made bouquet of red, white, and yellow flowers you plucked from a garden. "i don't have a place to keep them, and you seem like a much more responsible person for treating flowers."

chishiya knew that wasn't the real reasoning behind it, since your little presents and surprises every day had already become something he expected. he took the poorly made bouquet in his hands, which didn't really look like a bouquet, just a bunch of flowers gathered around.

he kept his eyes on them for a while, almost becoming philosophical from looking at them. he seemed to recognize this kind of plant; however, his memory betrayed him.

"these flowers are called chrysanthemus," you started, biting your lip in apprehension, in case he thought the idea of gifting him a bouquet was stupid. "or simply mums, or chrysanths."

chishiya didn't really know what to say. every single gift you had given him so far were simple things he found amusing but didn't pay much attention to. however, for some reason, being gifted a bouquet seemed to make his heart throb a little faster. he couldn't help but imagine the scenario in his head. you, contently plucking the flowers out of their natural spot and wrapping them together, thinking of him while doing so.

if he were with you at that moment, he probably wouldn't have minded it as much as he does now. instead complaining about the fact you're disturbing the eco system and urging you to leave the plants be. but he couldn't bring himself to be upset with you right now, not while you were so shyly giving him a bouquet of flowers.

"did you know these are native to east asia?" you commented, and he started listening intently. "however, the center of diversity is in china. i was quite lucky to find them."

chishiya felt like he should say something. perhaps a snarky remark on how you really gave yourself the need to study flowers well enough to recognize them, or maybe a lighter response like a simple thank you and a smile. but no coherent sentences could be formed in his mind, let alone out of his mouth.

at this point, he felt like even the flowers were judging him, given how silent the whole room felt. chishiya knew of the habit of giving others plants, obviously, but he had never even been on the giving end. how was he supposed to react to the receiving one?

it's necessary to mention that he also felt foolish. normally, it's the more serious person on both ends that gives the bouquet, as a way to show their appreciation towards the other if the physical touch or the words of affirmation are too tough. not the other way around.

"i also heard that the white variant of this species means truth, the yellow one means slighted love, and the red one means—" you suddenly stopped your words, your eyes opening like you had just seen a ghost, your line of thinking interrupting itself without your demanding.

"chishiya," you couldn't help but stand still, trying to make sure what you were seeing was true. the rosy tint present on his cheeks is getting more perceptible by the second. "are you blushing?"

he could only turn his head to the side in an attempt to avoid your attention. if he had the ability to sense others's feelings, he would be certain of the biggest smile on your face without even looking. this was definitely the largest process you had made so far, ever since you started this habit of yours. pride filled your chest as you finally realized you were the one capable of teasing him and getting revenge for all the times he made you feel like an idiot.

"why are you so shy?" you asked with a present smirk on your face. your voice alone was a sign you were smiling, not going easy on the teasing. "it's just flowers; have you never been given some?"

"shut up." chishiya managed to mumble out, seemingly not caring about whether you heard it or not.

he turned around, still with the flowers in hand, standing in an awkward position as he tried to remember who he even was and what he was doing here. he suddenly stared at an empty jar on his desk, his movements returning to usual as he seemed to have calmed down a bit, away from your gaze.

"hey!" you scurried after him, the smile unable to leave your face as your mind repeated the image of chishiya shuntaro speechless for once. "i wasn't done; don't run away!"

he ignored your protests, grabbing the handle with strength and almost kicking the bathroom door open, seemingly using anger to cope with the embarrassment he just presented you with. you could only imagine what was going on inside his mind. probably a ton of insulting words running towards him for looking like an idiot once in his life.

he filled the jar with water to a certain point, shoving the flowers inside it, and left the bathroom as he threw the item back on his desk.

"there you go," he began. back to that sharp tone of voice he normally uses, he still refused to turn around and look at you. "your plants are safe and sound."

"you still shouldn't have plucked them out of a garden." he sourly informed. you wondered if he was trying to save the littlest bit of dignity he had left on his soul; unfortunately, you were feeling quite mean that night.

"they were so pretty, though!" you whined out, your hands sitting at your hips. "oh, by the way..."

"the red variant of the chrysanths means i love you." you said with that devious voice again. the only thing that changed in chishiya's posture was the red tint of the flowers, now matching the color present on the tips of his ears.

— n/a: KANDKSJFKEJFNSJDN THIS WAS SO CUTEEEE!! i love writing shy chishiya or stupid chishiya in love he's such a loser....... (i say about a man who's 13 times smarter than me) :cc it's quite sad i have to get a bit outside his character to make it better but i still loved writing this. i hope you guys like it as much!!!

[tofunabia]

An Ice Cream Bar

Summary:

You and Chishiya are both living in the same apartment. Suddenly, you decided to eat an ice cream bar in front of him.

You and Chishiya are both living in the same apartment because you both figured out that it'll be more convenient since you're both studying med, and it will also help your relationship in a strong bond.

Most of the time, you're always left alone because Chishiya is always busy. He's already taking his doctorate. That's why he doesn't have that much time to talk or hang out, but he promised you that after his doctorate, he would make it up to you.

You didn't mind it because you understood the situation between you and your boyfriend, which is why Chishiya loved you. You're understanding and always have a solution whenever a problem occurs for both of you.

It's already 2 in the afternoon, and anytime, your boyfriend will come home soon. You are already preparing food for both of you since you're a great cook too!

A few minutes passed, and you heard a beeping sound in your apartment.

Chishiya's here.

You saw Chishiya wearing his uniform and holding a lot of paper works. You immediately helped him, and he pressed a soft kiss on your forehead, a sign of gratitude, while you placed his paper works in his working table.

After you placed his belongings, you joined him at the dining table. You saw him remove his coat and see how muscular he was. You're still flattered that you caught a guy like him. Who can't be flattered by having a handsome, intelligent boyfriend? You're a fortunate girl.

"What did you cook," he asked.

"I made your favorite dish; open it. It's a surprise, my love!" you went to the kitchen to get the dish and placed it on the table.

He opened the pan and saw the shrimp teppanyaki you made. He looked at you and said,

"Thank you, baby. I love going home to you."

You both exchanged smiles and started to eat. It wasn't that long enough, and you are both done. You washed the dishes, too, while you saw Chishiya going to his working table and starting to get to work.

After washing the dishes, you decided to get an ice cream bar from your refrigerator and sat on the couch.

You peacefully started eating the ice cream and busy scrolling through your phone. You were unaware that your boyfriend was already watching you eat. You started to catch your boyfriend's attention because of your constant sucking and licking. Don't get me wrong, you are just lazily eating the ice cream, but your boyfriend started to wander his thoughts to something dirty.

"Are you enjoying that?" Chishiya asked you, and you looked at him.

You nodded, and you saw his cheeks were red. "Why are your cheeks red? Are you sick, baby?" you gave him a concerned look.

He shook his head in disagreement. "I-I'm fine. Don't mind me."

"Okay, just tell me if you need something." you proceeded to get your attention back to your cell phone and ice cream.

You finished your ice cream but left the stick in your mouth while biting it, and you're still busy scrolling to your cell phone.

"I'm just going to the bathroom." you heard Chishiya and saw him rushing.

You look dumbfounded but still don't get the chance to know what just happened. The real reason is you unexpectedly made your boyfriend hard and horny by eating an ice cream bar.

[klaustozier]

the truth ; nijiro murakami

SUMMARY: you and nijiro have been dating for almost a year, all his fans and your friends make jokes about how fun your sex life must be, but you never did anything, because of a secret of yours.

warnings: nijiro x virgin!fem!reader, he's cute :c and will teach you stuff, fluff, dirty talk, soft sex, big cock!nijiro, never mentioned this before but I think it's good: ALWAYS wear a condom, that said: no condom will be used, breeding kink

that was a request so here it is, i hope the anon that asked liked it!

word count: 2.4k

english is not my first language, so i'm sorry for any mistakes

enjoy!

Nijiro kissed you gently. They were both in bed in his room, they were supposed to be just watching a movie, but things were getting more and more intimate and when they noticed they were already kissing.

When Nijiro's hand began to seep into your blouse, your breathing hitched and anxiety consumed you. Pushing him away, you took a deep breath looking up, your breathing uneven.

You were supposed to tell him the truth, but it had been so long, you were nervous about his reaction even though he was always a dream and extremely patient and understanding. You remembered a tweet from a Nijiro fan commenting on Twitter with a photo of them together something like "if this woman doesn't ride this man at least three times a day, she needs therapy", little did they know that the two never go to fucking.

Once, after a friend's birthday party, Nijiro masturbated you, while kissing you in his car when they were still in the garage of their friend's apartment building. Another time, they disappeared at a party and went to the bathroom, where you jerked him off while making out. And it was only those two times that they had been sexually intimate.

Their friends were always mocking them, if by chance they didn't find them at parties, they would make fun of them, because one of them had caught them leaving the place together.

And there you were, pushing him away again, out of insecurity, "Sorry, Niji… I'm really sorry…"

"No need to apologize, baby…", he smiled and ran his thumb across your cheek, "If you don't feel like it, that's okay."

"It's not that I don't want to", you commented softly, sighing, "It's just that there's another problem."

He frowned, "What is it?"

"It's so stupid", you covered your face with your hands.

He smiled softly, taking your hands away from your face, seeing your face turning red with embarrassment, "Nothing that comes from you is stupid… tell me what's wrong, baby girl."

You sighed, "I'm a virgin", you whispered, so quietly he didn't hear.

"What?"

You sighed more deeply, clearing your throat, "I'm a virgin."

His eyebrows shot up, "Really?", you nodded, "I thought you already had sex… one guy even ended up in the hospital…"

You laughed, thanking him for wanting to lighten the mood, "He went to the hospital before anything happened."

The story was that you were going to have sex with a guy and he, also inexperienced, got tangled up in the blankets trying to stay upright on the bed, fell to the floor and hit his head. You didn't even have sex, at least he was still wearing pants.

"Oh", he nodded, "why didn't you talk to me? You didn't have to hide it from me."

"I was ashamed", you confessed, "I feel old to still be a virgin…"

"You're two years younger than me", he commented.

"Yeah! And you already fucked up half of Japan."

"Hey, hey, hey, what's that?", he laughed, "Maybe a little less than half, it's not all that."

"Dumbass", you whispered, giving him a peck.

"You don't have to be ashamed of me", whispered Nijiro, "We can have new experiences together…", he paused for a second and took a deep breath, running his hand through his long black hair, "So when touched you in my car, it was the first time someone jerked you off?"

"It was…"

"Oh", his gaze darkened, "I'll remember that when I think about that day again."

You raised your eyebrows, your hair being stroked, "When you say 'think about that day', what do you mean?"

He smiled, leaning in to kiss you, "I mean that I'm going to be thinking about you whimpering over me while I fucked you with my fingers in my car when I jerk off."

"You can't talk like that", you whispered.

"Why not, princess?", he smiled, feigning innocence.

"You know why…"

"Oh… because it makes your little pussy throb, doesn't it?"

"Niji… I've never done that…"

"But do you want to do it?", he asked softly, his thumb trailing down your bottom lip, "I can teach you."

You just kissed him, climbing into his lap, your hands running through his dark hair, your tongue and his tangling together. Something inside you heated up when you heard him say he would teach you.

You shouldn't have hidden the truth for so long, but you were so ashamed, even more so with so many people talking everywhere that they were basically two rabbits in heat. Nijiro always laughed politely, but never reinforced when his friends made these jokes or denied it, saying they didn't have sex, he didn't want to pressure you.

Nijiro took your pajama top off, throwing it on the bed, seeing the cute simple black bra you wore. He sighed, he loved your breasts, he always told you that when you wore cleavage or bikinis, but he had never seen your breasts, only touched them.

His fingers trailed down to your breasts as he removed your bra. You sighed, watched him take a deep breath and put his face between your breasts and pressed them against his face, distributing kisses along one of them until he reached your nipple, giving a little kiss raising your eyes to yours.

"You're so hot", whispered the brunette grabbing your breast, his tongue sliding over the delicate nipple.

Your body arched against his lips, "Nijiro", you whispered, your fingers stroking his hair as he licked and sucked your nipples, paying due attention to both, alternating when he felt it was necessary, "Fuck", you whispered, rubbing your hips against his.

When you had masturbated him at that party, you were slightly drunk, so you didn't remember how big he was. You could feel it pulsing against your pussy, thick against the football shorts he was wearing, you loved seeing him in those shorts, just imagining the volume, your pussy was throbbing.

Nijiro stopped sucking your breasts only to kiss you, his tongue licking yours and his fingers pinching your nipples, "You're so pretty", he whispered.

"You are so pretty", you whispered back, making him smile as you took his shirt off, "Niji…?"

"Yes, my baby girl", he whispered.

"Can I…?", your hand touched the elastic of his shorts, wanting to indicate what you wanted to do.

"Of course, you can do whatever you want, kitten", Nijiro smiled and sighed when you got off him and took off his shorts, leaving him naked, making you raise an eyebrow because he was without his underwear, "I'm glad I I chose not to wear underwear today", he joked making you laugh.

"Dumbass", you said, laughing and shaking your head.

You finally paid attention to his cock, your eyes widened a little. His body was laid bare and relaxed against the headboard, the thick cock, resting on his belly, pulsing, slightly reddened, the bulging veins lining the entire length, the tip glistening softly with a bit of precum.

You took the cock and sighed when you felt it hard in your hand, the sigh he gave made you tremble, "I don't know what to do…", you commented, being honest, "I've never done that…"

"Done what?", he asked, wanting to tease.

Your little eyes widened and your cheeks heated up, "You know…"

"Kawaii", he whispered, "I don't know", he smiled, "Tell me…", he whispered, his eyes dark, "What have you never done?"

"I never gave a blowjob…", you said very softly, despite the embarrassment, you felt so excited to hear him talk like that, he never talked to you like that, it was so good.

"Oh…", he nodded, "I got it, baby girl", and smiled, "Want me to teach you?"

"Please, Niji."

Nijiro took your hand and brought your index finger close to his mouth, "It's quite simple… you have to be careful with your teeth, okay?", you nodded paying all the attention in the world to him, "You can start licking", and his tongue slid along the base of your finger, "The tip is very delicate so you can give it a lot of attention too", he looked into your eyes as you watched his lips sucking the tip of your finger and rolling his tongue around it, your breath was almost hitched, "Since you've never done something like this, be careful when you suck, okay? I don't want you to get hurt."

"Okay", you replied automatically.

"And you don't have to be afraid of saliva, make it all wet", he explained, opening his lips and sucking your finger, being gentle, his tongue wrapped around it, rubbing against the skin.

"Can I try?"

"You can do anything you want, my pretty little kitten", you breathed and leaned towards him, your legs folded over the mattress, "Oh, fuck", whispered the brunette.

With the position you were in, he could see your ass in the small mirror he had in the corner of the dresser under the TV, he even adjusted your hips before letting you get to work so he could see better. Your pajama shorts were tight against the skin of your ass, marking perfectly.

His eyes closed as you took hold of his cock and licked up and down, spit sliding across the skin. First, you paid attention to the tip, sucking and licking, salty pre-cum slicking your tongue. With one hand, you began to move up and down the length of the cock while your mouth followed.

"Fuck", he purred, stroking your hair.

His moans were so sweet, soft little whimpers, his hands stroked your hair, his toes curled whenever you paid attention to his balls, especially when you used your index finger and thumb to massage the tip of his cock.

You couldn't go as deep as you wanted, your jaw hurted too much, you stopped sucking him and lifted your head to talk to him, one of your hands stroking his balls the other masturbating him. Poor Nijiro looked lost.

"How do I swallow everything?", you asked softly.

"You have to practice", said the brunette smiling, "and luckily, I'm here to be your little practice toy… anytime, anywhere, just tell me you want to practice and I'll drop my pants", he joked. him making you laugh, relaxing you, he didn't want you to be nervous about your first time so he wanted to make you laugh.

"Fine, I'll keep that in mind."

"Fine", Nijiro smiled and ran his thumb across your cheek, "Now, lie down on the bed."

You nodded and complied, your head lying back against the pillows. Your shorts were removed and he took a moment to look down at your panties, the black cloth glistening with your pleasure.

"Fucking shit", he cursed, his thumb digging into your pussy though the panties, "You're all wet… look at that… all excited from blowing me."

"Don't talk like that, Nijiro", you asked, "You make me feel ashamed."

The brunette laughed, "Are you ashamed of being hot now?", and clicked his tongue three times, shaking his head, "What nonsense."

Your panties were removed and he looked at you completely naked on his bed. He slid his tongue across your pussy, earning a startled little whimper from you as he purred from the pleasure he was having from licking you.

"You taste so good", he whispered, licking once more as he lay on top of you, "Taste it", and kissed you, the taste of you being shared between them. You didn't think you could get any wetter, but Nijiro was trying hard.

And that's when you first felt what it was like to be eaten out. Nijiro hugged your thigh with one arm, hand in hand with you, his other hand caressing the inside of your thigh as he licked and sucked your clit, his tongue moving up and down.

"Nijiro", you moaned, your back arching when you felt a finger slowly penetrating you.

His eyes crossed yours, low and dark, his mouth and finger never stopped, you moaned louder when another finger joined the first and after a little while, another was inserted.

Your free hand was in his hair, stroking and holding it, pushing it out of the way as he made a mess of it. It didn't take long for you to cum, calling for your boyfriend, begging him to give you more of that pleasure.

He leaned over to the bedside table and grabbed a condom from the drawer, "No", you whispered, "you don't have to."

"No?", he repeated.

You shook your head, "No, I need to feel you inside me…"

Nijiro nodded, letting the condom fall back into the drawer and got back on top of you, kissing you as your hand guided your cock inside her.

His movement was slow, very carefully he penetrated your pussy, staying still from time to time so you could get used to it until he was all inside. Once he was all the way inside you, he stood there just kissing you and kissing and sucking on your neck.

"Nijiro", you whimpered, "please, move… I can't take it anymore."

"Of course, my princess."

Nijiro kissed you and began to move, his hips first thrusting calmly, being gentle, however, as your moans became more desperate, the faster he began to thrust.

You held his shoulders, scratching gently, as he tightened the sheets as he kissed you, his hips working nonstop.

"So tight", whispered Nijiro, biting your bottom lip, "You're only mine…"

"Only yours, Niji", you agreed.

It didn't take long for both of them to be cumming. Your eyes rolled back as the orgasm pressed into your belly before you finally came on his cock. Nijiro came right after, his cum filling you, making you purr.

"I love you", whispered Nijiro, smiling.

"And I love you too", you whispered back, being kissed with all your love.

"Do you want a little water and something to eat?", he asked, softly.

"Please", you agreed.

"Wait for a bit, I'll get something for us to eat."

Nijiro got back twenty minutes later, still naked, with a tray filled with food, there were two bananas and a half papaya, a glass of orange juice and a glass of water, a little plat had waffles freshly made with honey, strawberries and whipped cream, and a little grilled cheese for them to split, and also silverware for them to eat.

He was so caring.

"You didn't have to do this much", you said.

"Yeah, I did."

"I'm sorry for not talking to you earlier."

"I'm just happy you've told me", he smiled and sat down, putting the tray on top of your legs, "Now let's eat."

"Okay", you agreed, softly, both of you eating together, starting the movie once again because you both stopped paying attention ten minutes after it had started.

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[amortentiaz]

alice in borderland season 2 out of context

hatter: if you were to die what would your last words be?

aguni: finally

hatter: no—

[imagine--if]

hii i saw that requests for alice in borderland were open and i rann 🏃🏻‍♀️

could you do a scenario where chishiya and banda have a crush/interested in the same s/o?? how tense would that be, especially in the solitary confinement game?? 👀👀👀

A/N: Oooo this is an awesome scenario idea, thanks for your request!! I'm still open for AIB requests until the 15th, so if you're interested then send some in!! A particular ask has caught my attention for after this... jealous Chishiya 😵😍 Little obvious disclaimer that the GIFs aren't mine- but look at Chishiya's, he's staring RiGhT aT uSsS 😭

Chishiya and Banda Both Crushing On You Includes...

💛• How'd you even manage to get the attention of both these guys?!??! I'm jealous 🥲 because the way these two fall for someone, combined, is basically the most intense and warm and crazy hot experience you'll have in quite a while. Let's say that this all starts in the Jack of Hearts game:

💛• With Chishiya, he's drawn to the little, unnoticeable things that interest him, like being a lot smarter than you look, or making a good decision that surprises, or even outwits him somewhat. There's not much of that in the borderlands, apart from Arisu's selflessness that absolutely confuses him until he starts admiring it, and the deadliness of the games, everyone looks like they're going to die. Except you. So he'll most likely start following you around - very subtly - observing your way of doing things and interacting with other players, until he properly approaches you. Probably asking you for his symbol on his collar, and asks you if you want yours. If you turn him down but give him his or something, he'll actually be taken aback... in a good way, because now he's obsessed with wanting to know how your mind works. So, basically, you've got yourself a new partner.

💛• With Banda, however, subtly and patience are not his things. All it takes is one minute of eye contact, or hearing something a little psycho come from you, anything that's potentially original and beautiful to him, and suddenly he's right in front of you with that dark smirk, giving you a twisted but flattering compliment. That's it. Now you've got a new protector who grows oddly possessive and obsessive over the first few rounds, pulling you back when you think about joining the others' big group. You don't need them. You've got him.

💛• So when the two ultimately end up bumping into each other when they both go to talk to you or something, there's just a moment of stretched, painfully strong silence as Banda eyes up this new 'distraction' to your attention, and Chishiya takes him in with that annoyingly indifferent, and kind of smug, look, before his brown eyes meet yours. Banda looks in your direction too. No pressure 😅

💛• I mean, Chishiya tolerates pretty much everyone, but Banda lurking around and infecting your brain with his sadistic ideas of entertainment and advice on how to win every game like he has, is something he's apprehensive of. He'll see how you react to it at first before jumping in, but overall, Chishiya thinks you're the first truly curious and inspiring person that's caught his attention in the Borderlands, and that's something he doesn't want to let slip as soon as he's found it.

💛• Banda has little to no empathy or care for anyone except what you're happy and unhappy with, so he's gonna be pretty forward with Chishiya and give him one of his hushed, intimidating, close-up threats to move along and find someone else to play with. When Chishiya retorts smugly with a comment about how the last women he hung around with suddenly made it onto the murder section of the newspapers, he'll get a deathly glare in his eyes, and basically the only thing stopping him from snapping at that moment is the rule of the game being that you can't outrightly hurt anyone.

💛• They let it go for now, but neither one of them is put off from hanging around with you. The rest of the players in the big group find it odd how you're just sitting there at a table, and within a few moments, Chishiya comes striding in offering his snack with you, sitting beside you on the table, all the while Banda's unblinking gaze is fixed on you from the other side of the cafeteria, where he sits on the floor against the wall. The Jack probably notices it too, but doesn't say anything, since no one really wants to see Banda Sunato get angry.

💛• Once the game has gone on and it's over, Banda has some 'business' to attend to with Jack, and probably makes you wear a tracker or something so he knows how to come and find you when he's done and figuring out how he can have more, or all, control over the lands. Cocky psycho even tries to kiss you goodbye too, and whether you let him go for it and leave you flustered after an intense few moments, or push him away gently with a blush is your choice. Either way, he'll still respond with one of his smirks and a wink before he causally pulls out his pocket weapon and goes into one of the cells after Jack.

💛• That just leaves you with Chishiya, who Banda has 'trusted' to keep you safe while he's gone. Since Chishiya figured it all out with him and survived the round in a pretty impressive way, Banda doesn't misjudge his intelligence and capabilites, even though he seems a little too relaxed when entering these life-or-death games. Still, you'll end up leaving with Chishiya wandering by your side and making small talk about who you are as a person as you go for the next game, or to meet his gang from the Beach, like Arisu. He's surprisingly talkative in his own way as he uncovers more about you and listens to every word you say, but when the questions are reflected back at him, the answers are simple and short - at first, anyway. It's not all because he's reclusive, but mostly because he didn't really like his life, or have much of one, in his opinion, before the Borderlands. But now, maybe he does. Intelligent and nice to look at. He'll stick around for sure 😉

💛• Elsewhere, Banda basically pulls up every file and piece of information on you instead of outrightly asking. It's safe to say that he's an obsessive and possessive crusher/lover, and he'll make that known once he's sorted things out and comes to find you again. And he will come and find you again 😏

[usetheeauthor]

I Still Get Jealous (MDNI +18)

• Possessive!Boyfriend!Arisu Ryohei x Sub!Reader

Summary: Arisu doesn’t like the idea of you spending time with mentor and friend, Chishiya, who’s assisting you on your PhD dissertation. He develops a possessive attitude which prompts you to prove your loyalty to him.

A/N: Thank you again, @amortentiaz for the request! I’m so glad Arisu’s getting some love! This is a spicy one with a fluffy, happy ending. Hope you all enjoy!

Word Count: 3.2k+

Warnings: jealous!Arisu, angst, fluff, smut, sub/dom dynamics, daddy kink, graphic language, slight!tipsy/drunk Arisu, traffic light bdsm system, spanking, hair pulling, biting, markings/hickies, finger sucking, light degradation kink, brief nipple play, creampie, breeding kink, dacryphilia, orgasm denial/delay, p in v (unprotected), oral sex (m receiving), fingering, sex positions (full nelson, doggystyle, reverse cowgirl), lots of pet names (sugar, prince, baby and so on), fluffy aftercare/happy ending

They say there is no greater glory than love, nor any greater punishment than jealousy. Arisu’s love for you results in the consequence that he loathes seeing you with any other man aside from him.

It’s not like he’s unreasonable. He’s fine if you have guys friends…just not guys like Chishiya. It just wasn’t a fair fight. Chishiya’s really smart, a doctor, AND—the kicker— he was handsome.

And, sure, Arisu felt as if he had ‘2 out of 3’ of those things listed but what he felt really set himself apart from Chishiya was how cool Chishiya was. He didn’t have to try. Women and even men are naturally drawn to him just based on first impressions alone. Meanwhile, Arisu was an unsociable loser who would rather play video games for hours on end than strike up a conversation with a stranger.

Why did you have to choose Chishiya of all people to help you with your dissertation? And now you’re in a residency program working in close quarters with him, too?!

Arisu could see it now. He paces back and forth in the apartment the two of you shared creating hypothetical scenarios.

What if….One day, you and Chishiya are working in a room together when the two of you ‘accidentally’ touch hands. Next thing you know, the two of you are making out and ripping each other’s clothes off in a room meant for a patient needing heart surgery!

He shakes off that silly imagination. No! You wouldn’t possibly do something like that to him. You love him. You wouldn’t just cheat on him but what if….you broke up with him instead?! That way you wouldn’t feel guilty for being with Chishiya instead.

Arisu bangs his head against the island table in the kitchen when he decides to call his friends over for some drinks and very much needed advice.

“You should just tell her how you feel,” Chota begins. “You’d be surprised to recognize what you discover about yourself when you speak about your feelings with her. Shibuki and I are going strong because she taught me how to be more open.”

“No offense, Chota, but that’s pussy advice,” Karube remarks. “Whenever my girl does something I don’t like, I lay down the law. I put my foot down,” He slams his beer on the table for dramatic effect. “Works every time.”

“Is that so? Because last time I checked, she made you cry that one time she threatened to leave you. Didn’t see any laws being laid down.” Chota chuckles.

“Up yours, man.” Karube bites.

“You guys aren’t helping me feel any better,” Arisu groans. “The girl of my dreams is slipping away as we speak. For all we know, Chishiya’s already asking for her hand in marriage.”

“You could always try rebounding if she does dump you. What about Usagi?”

“No way! She’s only a friend. Y/n’s all I ever wanted. I’ve imagined my future and she’s always in it. I won’t let her go.” Arisu says, determinedly.

Chota pats his back. “Then you’ve gotta fight for that future, brother.”

Arisu nods, a lot more confident in his decision. With another shot of hard liquor, he plans out exactly how he’ll approach the situation with you soon as you step through the door.

—————

You turn the key in the door of your apartment and the first thing you’re met with is empty bottles of liquor. Arisu is sprawled out on the couch, asleep.

You smile, shaking your head, knowing that he probably was hanging out with his best friends. Removing your heels, you tiptoe over to him. Crouching down on your knees beside him, you place kisses all over his face until his eyes flutter open.

You soothe his hair, whispering a greeting. “Hello, my sleeping prince.”

Instead of being met with a smile, you were given a blank expression. “Hey.” He says, dryly, speech slurred.

“I’m sorry? Did I do something wrong?”

He sits up. “Where have you been? It’s late.”

“It’s 6:00 noon,” You giggle. “And you know I’m getting some help from Chishiya with my paper. It’s like 300 pages. I’m dying.”

“Chishiya, Chishiya. Seems like he’s all you ever talk about now,” Arisu chides. “Does he even know we’re together?”

“Where is this coming from, love?” You say, rubbing his arms with your soft, patient hands.

“You’re mine! Okay? You belong to me. We’re supposed to be happy and in love. I know I’m not this lady killer like Chishiya but I know that I can love you better.”

“Ryohei…baby,” You say, shaking your head in disappointment. “I am yours. You don’t have to compare yourself in any way to Chishiya. I don’t see him at all in the way I see you. You tilt my world off its axis whenever I’m near you. Even after two years together, I still get butterflies.”

“So you won’t leave me for him?”

“Never! You’re my sweet prince,” Still on your knees before him, you pry his legs apart to place yourself in between them. Leaning over his clothed cock, you lick a long stripe on the crotch area of his pants. “I love and serve you and you alone.”

He strokes your hair. “I wanna mark all over your body. That way when he sees them, he’ll know I’m the one responsible.”

“Please do, my prince.” You moan out.

He leans forward, capturing your lips and slips his tongue down your throat. Your fingers entangle in his dark locs, tugging him down to you when you felt like he was trying to pull away.

His hand collects your hair in a ponytail, pulling your lips away from his. “You don’t think I’ll let you off that easily, do you? I’ve been planning a punishment for you.”

“But I’ve been good.” You pout.

“Don’t pretend like you weren’t liking the attention from him? Like you weren’t trying to make me jealous,” He yanks at your hair again causing you to whine. “You like when I get like this, don’t you?”

You whine out again, squeezing your thighs together to suppress the throbbing between them.

He yanks your hair once more, growling. “I asked you a question.”

“Y-yes, I fucking love it when you punish me. Please fuck me.” You sounded absolutely wrecked and he hadn’t even begun yet.

“It’s gonna take a lot more begging than that to get what you want, sugar,” He lets go of your hair, patting his thighs. “Lay yourself across my thigh.”

You comply, lifting off your feet to crawl into his lap. Your plump ass perched up high enough for his hands to indulge.

“You remember your colors in case we need to stop, do you?” He asks while kneading your plush globes in his hands, marveling at its perfection.

You nod. “Green is a ‘yes’, yellow for ‘slow down’, and red is ‘stop’.”

“Good girl.” He purrs. Then, he pulls your panties to the side just enough to dip his longest finger into your sopping pussy.

You moan, clutching the couch cushion. “Fuck! That’s so good.”

“I don’t want to hear you.” He pulls out the glistening finger, shoving it into your mouth for you to suck on. With his other free hand, he slips two longer fingers into your core and pumps away.

You swirl your tongue around his finger, tasting yourself on it. Your eyes roll into the back of your skull as his fingers deliciously flicked against a soft trigger within you. Your muffled moans get louder.

“You’re so loud. Quiet!” Pulling the finger from your mouth, he slaps the hand over your mouth. It’s clamped tight enough to assure your sounds aren’t heard. Of course, the action would also affect your breathing but somehow the lack of oxygen heightened pleasure to the point of euphoria.

You could hear your wet pussy squelch around his fingers, juices trickling down your inner thighs, onto the couch, and his khaki pants.

His erection pokes against your belly and, with you fucking back against his fingers, it begins to increase in its size. He licks his lips, lust splayed on his features while he watches you rut desperately against his fingers.

“You look like you want to cum, sugar?” He asks, mockingly.

You nod frantically, bouncing back against his fingers with rigorous intent. He’d long removed his hand from your mouth, you could’ve spoken up but with his skillful fingers buried so deep into you that was too much a challenge.

“That’s it, love. Use my fingers to get yourself off. So pathetic and desperate for it. Bet, you’re wishing it was my cock instead.”

His fingers do the famous ‘come hither’ motion within you and your legs begin to shake. You were on the edge, a stream of drool pouring from your tongue as you pant out like a dog. Your eyes cross and just as you’re within reach of the big one, he slips out of you.

You sob and scream your frustrations into the couch cushion, biting down on the fabric to keep from hurting yourself or him.

He sucks your arousal off his fingers, looking at you from the corner of his eyes while you glare at him. When he finishes them clean off, he smirks at you. “Sorry. But that was punishment #1.”

“#1? As in…there’s more?” Your voice trembling in fear.

“Uh-huh. And we’re going straight into your next punishment,” He strikes your asscheeks hard enough for you to feel it ripple. You hiss at the sting. “You’ve got 4 more of that to go, sugar. Count for me, please.”

Smack after smack, you’d count and your hungry cunt would throb in need in anticipation of his assault. You needed to be fucked badly. You’ll remain obedient. Anything to get him to finally give in.

He lands the final smack, the hardest of bunch. Your ass is as red as he hoped for. He soothes it, massaging each globe carefully.

“For your last punishment, I want you to suck me off. If you’re good for it, I’ll make you cum on my cock right after.”

You love how filthy Arisu’s mouth gets whenever he’s in the act with you. It’s a complete parallel to his usual shy and reserved demeanor. You slide off his lap enough so that you’re laying on your stomach over the couch seat, your hands in his lap. You fondled with the buckle of his belt then his zipper.

With your hand down his pants, you carefully pull him free. The thick two-toned length was hard to wrap your whole hand around the base. You flick a tongue against the pink head, collecting the salty precum on your tongue.

He moans, moving your hair out of the way so he can watch you take himself in your eager mouth. You lower your mouth over him, swallowing around him while he hits the back of your throat. Whatever your mouth couldn’t get to, your free hand would make up for it.

His head is thrown back against the couch overhead, enjoying the warmth of your mouth. You slurp up the excess saliva from his cock, spitting it back onto the base again and jerking him off.

“Ohh, babygirl,” Arisu groans. “Your mouth feels like heaven. I almost feel bad for the bastard never getting the chance to have you.”

You moan, sending the vibrations straight to his cock. You could suck his dick all day and never get tired. You’ve actually done that before while he played his video games.

“Shiiit! I’m gonna cum down your little throat.” He whines, thrusting forcefully with his hand cupping the back of your head. Then, he stills, cock rested deep enough to cut off your air supply as his warm essence shoots down your throat. You play with his heavy balls in the process, prolonging his orgasm.

“Fuckk yess.” He groans, feeling the way the muscles in your throat flex around him, swallowing every drop.

When you remove your mouth from his twitching member, he immediately places his lips on yours not caring to taste himself on your tongue as he sucked at it. You straddle him and sit directly over his stirring cock, drenched clothed core rubbing against the hardness.

He stands on his feet and carries you in his arms, your legs wrapped around his waist. It surprises you every day the strength he possesses in such a slender body.

“We’re taking this to the bedroom so I can fuck what’s mine properly.” He says.

“Please, daddy.” You plead, head rolling back when he sucks at your neck as he leads you to the bedroom.

He throws you onto the mattress. “Take those clothes off. Then, stay on your hands and knees.”

You follow his orders, pulling off your clothes so fast you nearly tore at them in impatience. You are on your hands and knees, back facing away from the headboard.

His clothes are off and you’re given a moment to admire his physique. He does the same, circling around you as if to decide what else he planned on doing to you.

Arisu disappears from your vision and you feel the mattress dip behind you. You feel the back of his knees resting against your calves, prompting you to glance over your shoulder. Arisu was laid on his back, your ass just inches from his jutting hard cock.

“I want you to fuck back into me like this. Show me how badly you want me.” He said it in a way that he’d hoped to sound authoritative but instead it came out sounding like a whine. He couldn’t help his desperation for you, especially when you were this dripping wet for him.

Shimmying back so that your glistening pussy rested over his cock, you rubbed yourself back and forth on it. You reach a hand down beneath you, grabbing his cock to tease your entrance before you let it slip in.

The two of you groan simultaneously at the feeling of you stretching around him. “Oh, fuck! Ryohei…daddy please.”

“Go on,” He smacks your ass. “Ride me.”

You mewl, taking him in all the way so that your ass rests on his pelvic area. You start off rocking slowly against him. You can hear the familiar squish of his cock penetrating you deeper and deeper with each in and out.

Gripping the sheets beneath you, you use the leverage to slam down harder against him. He lets out a strangled cry that cuts abruptly and you look over your shoulder to see that he’s biting his lips.

“Please let me hear you, daddy. I want to know that I’m doing good for you.” You moan, sounding already so fucked out.

“You’re doing amazing, sugar. Love seeing your ass from this view. Can’t believe you’re all mine.” He praises.

“Only yours.” You added, going fucking back into his even harder and the sounds of your plump ass colliding into him is thunderous.

“Shit, I can’t take it anymore.” He says. You barely register what he said until he sits up and brings your back to his chest, ass in his lap in reverse cowgirl.

Arisu takes your ankles in his hands, spreading your legs wide open. He plants both his feet against the mattress, jackhammering into your greedy wet hole.

“Oh, god!” You squeak, bringing your hand back to cup the back of his neck.

He takes this as a sign to litter your neck with hickies and you scream and writhe against him. He was too good. Expert level as if it were an actual game and the objective was to make you dumb on his cock.

Letting one ankle go, he tweaks a hardened nipple between his fingers as he fucks up into you. You begin to feel the familiar pressure build within you again and he senses this with how hard you clenched around him.

He drops his hand down between your legs rubbing your sensitive nub back and forth. “You’re getting so tight,” He whispers in your ear, teasingly. “You gonna cum?”

You felt a sense of panic rush through you. The mocking tone in his voice can’t be good. Was he really thinking of pulling away again? You began to cry real tears, nodding your head. “I’m gonna cum! Please let me cum, daddy. I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I’ll be yours forever. Don’t punish me!”

“Aww, sugar, I wasn’t going to take this away from you,” He pounds harder and rubs tight circles on your clit. “You… deserve it.”

Arisu punctuates the end of the sentence with two hard thrusts that hit against your g-spot. Your mouth opens in a silent scream, eyes widening as you squirt your juices all over.

This surprises him as well, a guttural groan escaping his lips. He throws you onto your stomach and pummels away from above you. “Gonna fill up your tight little pussy. I’m gonna get you pregnant and full so everyone knows I did that to you.”

You both knew you were on birth control because neither of you could afford to have a child at the moment. Nonetheless, you begged him to fill you with his seed and scream out to the top of your lungs how you’ll carry his babies.

A few dizzying thrusts has you biting into the sheets and without you even expecting it, you cum for the second time that night. Arisu cums a split second after you, moaning shakily as if he’s on the verge of sobbing. He trembles from above you, jerky thrusts into your core to give you all of his cum. He stills then collapses, weight on top of you and cock still buried deep as you shook against each other.

“Ryohei?” You pant softly.

“Mhm.” He says, unable to form a sentence.

“How are you this good?” You giggle in a euphoric state.

“I’d say it’s the liquid courage. I am still a little tipsy.” He admits with a chuckle.

“No, baby…that was all you. I fucking love you.”

“I love you more.” He retorts, breathlessly.

“Not as much as me.”

“Not possible,” He laughs, kissing your shoulder before pulling off and out of you. You whine at the loss, feeling cold without his warmth. You try reaching for him. “I’ll be back, love. Just gotta get a washcloth to clean you up…and some fresh sheets.” He says looking down at the wet puddle.

Arisu returns with a washcloth and fresh sheets as promised. He carefully cleans the sticky mess between your legs, planting a kiss on your thigh when he’s complete. While he lays down the new sheet, you find one of his hoodies to dress yourself in taking in his scent around you.

Curling into his naked body as the big spoon, you littered kisses on his shoulders. Then, a realization hit you to address your feelings, too. “I get kind of jealous, too, ya know.”

“You do? He asks, dumbfounded, turning on his side to look you in your eyes

“Yeah. I mean, whenever I see you with any other girl like Usagi, Heiya, or Kuina…I feel so petty. They’re my friends, too, and I know they wouldn’t hurt me that way. But they’re all so beautiful and—“

He cuts you off, kissing you passionately. “I belong to you just as much as the other way around. Remember that. No one gets me like you.”

You rest your foreheads against one another, cradling each other’s hands. You stare into each other’s eyes and listen to the sound of the rainfall pitter-patter against your window in time with the beating of your hearts.

Arisu has his friends to thank for giving such great advice.

[riseatlantisss]

Safe and warm

Pairing : Chishiya Shuntaro x gn!reader, post-Borderland

TW : Mentions of smut, very short, just F L U F F, pure and simple. <3

A morning in bed with the love of your life. 

 ♡ ♢ ♤ ♧  ♡ ♢ ♤ ♧  ♡ ♢ ♤ ♧  ♡ ♢ ♤ ♧

Soft needles of rain click against the window. The morning light is grey but bright. There is a sliver of sunlight leaking through the closed curtains that runs all up the bed and over Chishiya’s face. You are breathing softly through your mouth, so that the only other noise you hear is him, laying beside you, his breathing slow and steady. Like a dance he didn’t know he was leading. 

He isn’t sleeping. Neither are you. Slowly, softly, his hand drifts up to your waist and he draws closer. You inhale his scent and his warmth, adoring the closeness of your bodies.

“Morning,” Chishiya says. The low tone of his voice sent a thrilling shiver down your spine at the memory of the night before, of that same voice wrecked with desire, giving off long moans and deep sighs as he showed you just how much you meant to him.

You move your hand down to his, interlacing your fingers. He squeezes it tighter and kisses you and you lean into it with a grateful sigh, working your tongue around his.

You love him.

It’s impossibly simple yet horribly complex. It’s sweet and sour at the same time. It’s terrifying and wonderful, all at once.

You love him.

It’s the only thing you have known with absolute certainty in your entire life. You knew it in Borderland. You know it in this world. And you’d know it everywhere else. 

You break off so that you can look at him and savor his tender smile, the deep blackness of his eyes and the beauty of his traits. He lays his head on your shoulder and wraps you up in his arms. You feel safe and you wonder what you did to deserve this cocoon of protection. You close your eyes and hold onto him fiercely, sealing your bodies as tightly as you can. No matter how tight your grasp, it never seems to be close enough.

You love him.

And, in an amazing twist of fate, by some bizarre universal lines of force and weird planetary alignment —he loves you, too.

[24hlevi]

Sup! hope you’re having a great day and congrats on getting 1,700 followers!! 💗🎉

Can I request fluff prompt with 7 & 10 for chishiya (this could be either in or out of borderlands) with the dialogue

“Just five more minutes please?”

“go back to sleep, it’s okay”

“I feel safe with you”

“Don’t worry, i’ll be here when you wake up”

I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to only pick two so feel free to decline/shorten this if I broke a rule T—T take care! ⭐️

this is adorable and i love it esp with chishiya, thank you so much for requesting 🫶

also i forgot to say it but you can use as many prompts as you want!

— hug me tight

chishiya shuntaro (alice in borderland) x gn!reader

genre: fluff

summary: fluff prompts 7(forehead kisses) + 10(sharing a bed) with dialogue prompts 5("don't worry, i'll be here when you wake up") + 7("just five more minutes please?") + 10("go back to sleep, if's okay") & 11("i feel safe with you") from my 1,700 follower event

warnings: language

chishiya shuntaro was not a very affectionate man when in a relationship. some may say he's emotionally unavailable, and while at times it appears to be true. it's times like this when you're able to see that he can be loving at times, mainly during times like this. times where he showed his true colors on how he felt about you. that he loved you.

waking up in a bed next to him was odd, especially being the first time he's even dared to suggest it, but you couldn't just say no. the sunlight was peeking through the halfway shut curtains, and when your eyes opened you immediately closed them again, squinting. you felt movement beside you and froze when you felt an arm wrap over you.

"why're you awake?" chishiya's groggy morning voice muttered into your ear.

"because you're dumbass half-assed closing the blinds," you retorted, your eyes still closed.

"sorry about that," he said, peering down at you as you laid there still. "do you want food?"

you hummed no in response, shaking your head whilst doing so and rolling over to wrap your arms around him, making it his turn to freeze up at the action. "i wanna sleep more."

"we have to get moving eventually, you know," chishiya sighed quietly, laying back down on his back. "i would rather not spend the whole day in bed."

"just five more minutes please?" you asked him, finally opening your eyes to look at him. you rested your head on his chest, one of your hands moving up to his hair to fix it back into place from it messy state.

chishiya sighed again. sadly, he wouldn't say no. well, he didn't want to say no. so with one of his hands still around you, he leaned down slightly and gently placed a kiss on your forehead, "fine. but i'll be counting."

"mhm, sure," you replied, your voice laced with sarcasm as you spoke. "before you know it, it'll be half an hour."

rolling his eyes, chishiya laid his head back on the soft pillows behind him. "this is weird," he mumbled absentmindedly.

"hm? why is that?" you couldn't help but ask. you were still looking at him, only now with confusion as to what he meant by those words.

shrugging, he responded with, "i never thought i would be with someone like this is all. so it's weird."

"well," you patted one of your hands on his chest, making him look down at you, "i feel safe with you, shuntaro. so even if it feels weird, i'll still be here with you. okay?"

chishiya nodded as an answer. turning his head to read the digital clock on his side of the bed to read the time, he then looked back at you. "you better get back to sleep before it hits 9," he said.

"9? that's so close," you whined, resting your head on his chest again. "now i can't get back to sleep."

"just go back to sleep, y/n, it's okay," chishiya told you, lightly poking your head with his pointer finger.

"are you sure?" you questioned, pushing his hand away from you.

"yeah," he nodded. "don't worry, i'll be here when you wake up." he added, this time gently patting your head.

"promise?"

"i promise."

"okay then," you said with a smile, your head laying down on his chest as you closed your eyes again. "i hope you know i care about you a lot."

"yeah, i care about you too, y/n." chishiya responded, leaning down and kissing your head again, pulling you closer to him subtly.

"a little too much, probably."

[vin-taege]

Can I request a chishiya fluff? can you do reader taking caring of sick chishiya? we see chishiya taking care of reader but never a reader taking care of chishiya so i wanted to see! Thank you if you do!!

Stubborn

Summary: Who knew the worst patient on earth would be a doctor? Alternatively, the one where Chishiya is being stubborn and whiny because he ALLEGEDLY never gets sick.

Genre: fluff, normal!au, slight ooc chishiya

Pairing: reader x chishiya

Words: 1k

“___… ___… where’s my briefcase?”

You could hear him groaning from your room, undoubtedly prying himself up on the dresser again in the attempt to prove that he is totally not sick. With a fond sigh, you set the hot soup down on the tray, which also had a cup of warm tea and migraine medication.

Maneuvering past your boyfriend’s hunched-over form, you set the tray down on the bedside table before walking over to him and lightly taking his hands into yours. His polo shirt was buttoned asymmetrically, his hair tangled and tied into a messy bun. His eyes were half-closed from the headache and he sniffled every few seconds, but he was trying his best to stand up straight and look normal. Before you could open your mouth, he cut you off.

“I’m not sick. I never get sick.” His voice came out small and groggy, like shrapnel shredded his throat.

“Yes honey, sure you don’t,” you gave him a patient smile. Begrudgingly, he followed you back to the bed, never once letting go of your hand. You tucked him back in, suppressing a chuckle upon seeing a permanent grimace on his face, his arms crossed tightly against his chest. “I need you to finish the soup so your stomach is full enough for the meds.”

“I know that. I’m a doctor, ___, for fuck’s sake. I’m not sick,” he rolled his eyes, turning his face away from the spoon you held up. Hesitantly, his eyes darted back to meet yours. Upon seeing the pout on your face, he let out a long sigh, followed by a painful groan. He held his head in his hands, leaning over before he fully fell back into the headboard. “You hid my briefcase, I know you did.”

“Chishiya, I didn’t do anything to your briefcase. Maybe it’s God’s way of telling you to rest and drink your medicine,” you punctured the sentence with a light jab of the spoon.

He huffed before finally accepting your offer. “There is no god.”

“But there is a flu and right now your head sounds like it’s about to pop off. Don’t get all philosophical with me, doctor. If you be any more difficult, I’ll have to strap you to this bed,” you teased half-heartedly.

In all honesty, you were worried. Chishiya was right in saying that he never gets sick—which is exactly why it’s such a big deal when he does. When his immune system finally crashes down because of all the late nights and missed meals, it fully implodes. You were well aware of his tendency to be cocky and stubborn—though never towards you—but being sick definitely amplifies it. Why else would he be in an unpressed polo shirt looking for a briefcase all the while his skull felt like it was getting jackhammered?

Halfway through the bowl, you set the spoon down and pressed the back of your hand on his forehead. You gently swiped at the beads of sweat, frowning at how hot his skin had become. He had his eyes fully shut, barely containing a whimper.

“___, I’m dying.”

A laugh escaped your lips before you knew it. He opened his eyes slightly only to squint at you. “You’re laughing. I feel like I’m dying and you’re laughing.”

“You are not dying. You’re in the care of Dr. ___!”

“Which is exactly why I’m dying.”

“Hey!” you squeezed his arm lightly. To your relief, he was well enough to let out a small laugh. After that, he thankfully allowed you to keep feeding him without much resistance. When he finished all the soup, you gave his cheek a small poke.

“You’re starting to become the patients you hate the most,” you teased.

“I was born into the world to annoy you, actually,” he grinned, peering up at you with his honeyed eyes.

“You’re thankful you have a smart mouth and a cute ass,” you stuck your tongue out at him. Picking up the meds, you showed him the label to get his confirmation—which he gave to you with a worldless nod, his lips turning into a smirk.

“You love my mouth.” He raised his eyebrows suggestively. Your own cheeks burned, bringing a hand up to smack his arm lightly. He groaned again, this time more exaggeratedly. “That’s medical malpractice!”

“I’ll cheer you up once I get the sponge bath running,” you purr into his ear. His eyes lit up despite the pain in his head.

“Will you actually—”

“No, you’re sick. I’ll give you a special treat once you get better and only if you’ll be a nice patient for me.” You pressed the pill into his lips, letting it slip inside his mouth gently. Taking the glass of water, you carefully tilted it towards him and waited for him to finish drinking.

“Yes ma’am,” he beamed. You mirrored his smile, pressing a hand on his chest to feel his heartbeat. He covered it with his own, fingers automatically weaving with yours. 

“Rest, okay? I mean it. Go take a nap and I’ll wake you up when the bath’s ready” You leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss to his forehead. Feigning innocence, he turned his cheek towards you as well. With a playful eye roll, you pressed a kiss against it as well.

He rolled over, burying his head in the pillows and duvet. “I love you,” he murmured into the sheets. You almost didn’t catch it on the way to the bathroom.

“I love you too,” you called out to him. You opened the cabinet under the sink first before taking out his suitcase. Snickering to yourself a little, you tucked it back in. Right now, your main focus was to get the water temperature right. Beyond the water running, you could hear Chishiya’s snoring muffled by the duvet. Who knew he could be so dramatic?

[prodbyblush]

arisu, chishiya & niragi + spill the tea

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→ gn!reader

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[snzhrchy]

— ☆ Ill-Fated !

chishiya shuntaro x gn!reader

summary; you and chishiya surviving the borderlands together. themes; friends to lovers; coworkers; trusting eachother with their lives; death; slowburn; one of two parts. notes; back from hiatus (maybe) i got carried away w/ this lmao - i jus love chishiya so much <3<3

MAJOR AiB2 SPOILERS !!

You first met Chishiya in your first year at medical school: you were studying to be a neurosurgeon while he was studying to be a general surgeon. You both met during a theoretical session about the brain and how to remove tumours from it.

You both sat rather close to one another in amidst the lecture hall. Every now and then, he'd glance at you but would immediately look away once your eyes landed on his figure.

He was infatuated with you from the moment he saw you: unlike the other students he'd met, you were the only one that seemed different. He really wanted to get to know you better which was not like him at all and it made him want to know you even more.

Fast forward a few weeks, Chishiya is still admiring you from afar when you finally spark up a conversation with him: 'Could i borrow your notes from the past few lectures?' you asked him in the middle of the lecture. He was surprised to hear such a request from you - he'd always assumed that you were one of the smartest in the class. Nonetheless, he still gave you his notes to copy off after the lecture without asking for anything in return.

The rest of your first year at medical school was spent with you both having small talk in the middle of lectures - it never exceeded past that but you both did get a little closer. Until, in your second year, you asked him out for coffee. He agreed:

The tedious lecture was finally over and you grudgingly dragged yourself out of the class. However, as you carried yourself, you noticed a familiar white-haired man walking leisurily in-front of you. A rather odd idea popped into your head and you jogged up to the man, asking him a question you never thought you'd ask.

'Say, Chishiya, would you want to go out for coffee?' His slow pace immediately came to a halt as he turned to look to you with a small smirk on his face. 'Are you asking me out?' he asked, in turn. 'I guess,' you sighed, averting your gaze. 'Sure, why not.'

Though, your relationship with Chishiya mainly remained platonic throughout your school and medical years, Chishiya's infatuation never really left him. You were the only person he trusted and he trusted you with so much personal information of his. He'd always turn to you for comfort. You were the only person he ever considered as a "friend."

That is, until you both were going to a cafe for brunch on a comfortable, tranquil afternoon when you both saw a weird light travelling in the sky. 'What do you think that is?' you asked as you pointed to it. 'Unsure. Come on, let's go,' he brushed it off as you both continued to walk to the cafe but once you both entered it, it was completely barren - no customers, no clerks, nothing, no one.

You and Chishiya had now unfortunately landed in The Borderlands.

Your first few days were filled with dread, you both had barely any idea what was going on. All you both knew were that you both were fighting for your lives.

A few weeks later, you and Chishiya found out about The Beach and were taken in as members with him being number 11 and you being number 12.

Your time at The Beach was rather boring and mind-numbing. Your days were filled with dread since during the days, everyone would be drinking and partying and they’d do the same at night too. It was almost as if the people had forgotten their lives were at risk. You despised every second of it.

Most of your time spent was with Chishiya or in your room, you barely left it unless you were hungry. You’d be accompanied by Chishiya everytime you left your quarters.

During the Ten of Hearts game, you mostly kept to yourself and observed the players descending into madness. Nearly everyone was running for their lives away from Niragi and the few people with weapons. Luckily for you, you didn’t get into much trouble.

Once The Beach was deemed uninhabitable due to the fire nearly demolishing everything, you couldn’t help but be glad. For the first time since your arrival, you finally felt glad that the hellish nightmare that was The Beach was finally gone.

Chishiya was the first ( and only ) person to pick up on your rather joyful mood, he chuckled at the sight of you watching the house burn down with a smile spread across your face.

‘Enjoying this a bit too much, aren’t you?’ He asked as he sat beside you. ‘I’ve always wanted to watch that place burn,’ you responded.

However, your happiness was short-lived since the moment the 10 of Hearts game was cleared, the next stage was announced. It started quite eventful as well with the King of Spades shooting everyone in sight.

You and Chishiya barely survived with your lives and you both got separated from your group. Things weren’t in your favour today.

Luckily, Chishiya had managed to find a safe space in the farther ends of Tokyo — away from The King; you both decided to spend the night there before figuring out what to do next:

The night was quiet, quieter than usual. You didn’t enroll Chishiya into meaningless conversations nor did he have a remark for any of your actions — it was unusually quiet and you were quite grateful for it.

Morning came faster than you wanted to. Since you both were still in excellent condition, ( aside from the fatigue due to the past few games ) you suggested that you both should try defeating some other games: ‘he’ll kill us eventually so in the mean time, why don’t we kill a few of his friends?’

This lead you both to join the Jack of Hearts game. Since Hearts was your speciality, you were pretty excited to see what this game had in store — you couldn’t mask your excitement at all.

Once the game started and the rules were explained, unlike everyone else in the prison, you were very calm. You’d made your way into the food area and began to munch on some cookies you found while Chishiya trailed behind.

‘You’re really calm for someone who’s in a life-or-death game,’ he said as his eyes scanned your figure. ‘Why should I be? After all, I’ve got you,’ you responded, not even bothering to look at him.

‘What if I lied? Or, what if I was The Jack?’ He implied. You chuckled at his futile attempts to make you panic, ‘I’ve known you for 7 years, I don’t think you would. Besides, if you were to kill me then you’d also lose your chance of survival here.’ ‘Fair enough.’

The game went on, everyone started to betray one another, only 6 people remained, including you.

The interval for the game had begun, you and Chishiya lounged in the food area, observing the remaining 4 players.

‘Who do you think the Jack is?’ you asked Chishiya, ‘this is most likely the final round so he might make his move now.’ ‘Enji,’ he simply replied, not giving you an explanation. You simply nodded in his direction since you understood why he suspected Enji.

Once The Jack revealed himself and was being interrogated by Banda and Oki. You both left the game venue, feeling pleased with your efforts.

In the process of going back to your hideout, you and Chishiya got attacked by The King of Spades which resulted in you getting fatally shot in your left leg.

You both barely made it out alive but atleast, Chishiya had gotten you back to the hideout, safe and sound.

Immediately after confirming that The King was gone, the first thing he did was tend to your wound. He searched the place for a rag or fabric but failed.

Ultimately, he wrapped leg with a make-shift bandage made from his shirt.

The entire day was then spent with him looking after you even though you reminded him multiple that you, too, were a licensed doctor like him. He didn't care. He was far too worried.

The following morning, Chishiya informed you that he would be leaving for another game - The King of Diamonds game, that is.

Though, it killed you both to leave eachother but you both knew it was the only way so reluctantly, you let him go.

You were propped up against a wall with pillows to comfort you - the bullet wound in your leg wasn't getting any better, you could barely walk.

Chishiya told you that he'll be leaving soon for the King of Diamonds game and you tried to make him stay but he didn't budge.

You then suggested that you join him in the game but he forced you to stay and rest since the details of the game were unknown and he didn't want you to struggle in it.

Though you were very against his plan on defeating The King, you still trusted him. You knew that he would be successful.

Painfully, you stood up with one hand attached to the wall behind you. Once Chishiya noticed this, he immediately rushed over to your side to help you; one of his hands were on your waist while the other was free.

Your faces were merely inches apart and on impulse, you closed the gap between you two with your lips connecting with his.

After a few moments, you both pulled apart, your cheeks were tinted pink but Chishiya seemed unfazed.

'Good luck,' you smiled as Chishiya let go of his grip on you and began to walk away, leaving you. Making you feel as though you had destroyed a 7 year long friendship.

The entire day was filled with unease. Your overthinking got the best of you which lead you to think that the unthinkable had happened to Chishiya.

Until, you heard movement coming from near the area surrounding your hideout. You took your make-shift cane ( which you had made in his absence ) and limped towards the source of the noise.

You were expecting the worse but it was just Chishiya. Safe and sound.

You rushed over to him, as fast as you could and enveloped him into the tightest hug ever as relief washed over you.

The Borderlands weren't a place where you thought you'd find your happiness but you were so glad for Chishiya.

[yois2aki]

੭୧ chishiya with an introverted reader... . ۫

chishiya shuntaro x fem!reader (requested)

— warnings: fluff, maybe ooc chishiya, beach arc, fem pronouns, niragi doing niragi things, typical aib violence, swallowing razor blades lol...

— summary: chishiya is very enticed by the fact you seem to trust him so much, he can't help but tease you.

— word count: 1.6k

you were known around the beach, specifically for being on the quiet side, avoiding any compromising relationships, platonic or not, with people around you, knowing that would only be a flaw between others, especially in a place like the borderlands. people like this always managed to stand out more than intended between others.

it only half worked, though. when you first arrived in this sick world, it didn't take long for you to get invited to the beach, which you reluctantly accepted since there weren't that many options for you.

everyone there seemed untrustworthy and deceitful, especially the group of militants. so you decided to keep to your side, having a few acquaintances here and there but nothing too profound.

that was until a blonde guy named chishiya decided to do the job himself and approach you. you were never aware of the reason, but at this point, you didn't care. your only goal in a place like this was to never let your guard down next to others, but unfortunately, this man managed to make you. he could be using you all this time just to have someone to sacrifice when the needed time comes, and you would fall right onto it given how much trust you had put in him.

being friends with chishiya later on drove you to become friends with kuina as well, but still, you weren't as close to her as you were with the guy.

it turns out you were simply introverted, and having someone to confide in ended up helping you in a place like this, contrary to your beliefs. you'd continuously get teased by niragi for being so shy and reserved with yourself, but that didn't happen with chishiya. you could tell he was quite curious about your behavior as well; however, he didn't press it on you. 

this reflected on the time you two spent together. you ended up sticking next to him more than you realized. people around the beach would be surprised if they went on a walk and saw one of you both alone. kuina was also after him sometimes, but it didn't compare to you guys's proximity. this only made him seem more suspicious, given that he only kept two people close, and even so, he would appear slightly reluctant to anything you guys did together.

before you could realize it, you were practically blabbering your mouth out whenever you were both alone, contrasting the personalities you made up around other members. and surprisingly, chishiya didn't complain, instead just staying silent for most of the time you talked. you weren't sure if he was even listening most of the time, apart from some occasional comments he decided to add when wanting to share his opinion about whatever matter caught your eye that day.

as of now, chishiya was sitting on the chair by his desk as you lied down on his bed, looking at the ceiling. his hands were moving around on a device, and you had no idea what half of its purpose was. sometimes, you would try and peek to see whatever he was doing with it, but upon recognizing the usual pliers and wires he must love so much, given he "spends more time with them than with you" (as you dramatically proclaimed a few days ago), you just gave up.

he looked very focused right now, and you knew better than to disturb him at times like these, but your boredom somehow managed to get the lead as your mind looked around for a chat theme.

"did you know that the human stomach can dissolve razor blades?" you ask out of the blue, your gaze still fixated on the ceiling.

he did not answer. instead, he stopped his movements around the device in his hands and gave you a side look. you could feel his gaze, so you immediately tried to explain.

"i'm not planning on anything!" you said it with a hurried voice, coming out with a tone of humor. "it's just a scientific fact."

he sighed, his attention turning back to the box to which he added two metals. it was now much harder to guess what the hell he was trying to make out of it.

"no, i did not know that." chishiya replied, his eyes never leaving the gadget he held as he kept fixing it. his voice was heard again shortly after. "but it's quite obvious, actually. the ph level in a human stomach varies between 1 and 3, which means it is very acidic. you could get away with swallowing a lot of things."

you could tell by the way he spoke that he tried to use easier words to make you understand, and honestly, that only made your heart beat faster and your cheeks redden. 

"that doesn't mean you can do it." he stopped his movements for a second, talking with a stern voice, but quickly went back. he really looked more preoccupied with the piece of equipment.

you gasped as if you were offended by his remark, a chuckle leaving your lips right after as you rolled around on his bed. "i would never swallow anything suspicious. i'm not that insane."

"you considered pressing a button that had "don't press" written on top of it." he answered without thinking twice.

you laughed it off again, remembering how he had to physically pull you away from the tempting button you found together on a game you played. it consisted of finding the exit to a labyrinth as a killer chased the players. you knew where the exit was from the very beginning since, before entering the game, chishiya had the brilliant idea of going to a point high enough to study the whole arena. when you both finally finished the game, someone ended up pressing it, and the whole place blew up. at least you found out what it did.

"come on, i was curious!" you complained, still giggling, when the memories of chishiya being so done with you came back. "i would never swallow a razor blade, you know that."

"not even if it had "don't swallow" written on top of it?" he ironically asked, doing his best to make his voice come out nonchalant, but you could basically hear the smirk he held.

"chishiya!" you whined out louder, starting to laugh again.

after your fun died out, you got up from the bed and stopped beside him, a hand holding onto the back of his chair. "what miraculous electrical device are you making this time?"

at this point, chishiya didn't even question your choice of words, instead keeping his gaze on the item. "it's a taser," he replied sharply. "so i can bring some sense into the heads of idiots like you."

"i hate you." you admitted, rolling your eyes and turning around with a sigh, lying flat dead on his bed again. both of you knew you were not telling the truth, and he was about to tease you for it.

until he was brutally broken out of his line of thinking by an equally brutal niragi slamming the door open. you flinched at the sound, while chishiya just closed his eyes and sighed, frustrated.

"oi. executive meeting by eight o'clock. make sure not to skip it again, or the hatter might not like it." he exclaimed, referring to chishiya, not bothering about keeping his voice down or even lowering his gun to appear a bit more sociable. "oh. look who we have here..." now referring to you.

as niragi's eyes fell upon you, your eyebrows immediately furrowed as you looked away, sitting up on chishiya's bed, avoiding as much contact with him as you could. 

"why are you always after this guy? there are so many better men in a place like this, and you choose him?" niragi asked with that sharp voice of his, which you profoundly despised, as he approached and pointed his gun at you. you didn't bother looking at it.

your cheeks were pretty warm from this whole interaction. you weren't scared of him physically hurting you, since chishiya wouldn't allow it and niragi knew it, but confrontations were always awkward with him.

you didn't even realize that chishiya finally let go of the device in hand, turning around in the chair and watching the scene with not too much interest. "she isn't that fond of me. actually, she just claimed to hate me."

your mouth fell agape as you looked his way with a gaze that could kill. you noticed he had a smirk, and all you wanted to do in that moment was wipe it out of his face, but you knew best with niragi there. 

"oh, so she talks? now that's a surprise." niragi lowered his gun to his sides, chuckling at the end of his sentence. you could only lower your head in embarrassment and avoid any more conflicts.

"well, i'll be taking my leave. thanks for the attention, you both!" niragi yelled ironically, slamming the door shut behind him.

and as soon as he made his way out of the room, you turned your attention to chishiya, who had already mentally prepared himself to deal with your talking.

"i might not be the one dissolving a blade in my stomach, but i know who will." you said, trying your best to sound mad, which probably didn't work out because he didn't move a bit from his usual position.

"well, niragi might need to take care then." he said, turning around in his chair, back to his own world.

"i wasn't talking about him!" you rolled your eyes, fuming and concluding that it was useless to argue with him. 

in truth, your tantrum didn't last much longer than 5 minutes, since soon you were already chattering about whatever came into your mind next. even if it seemed like not, chishiya was always listening, often adding a comment or two, but at this point, it was routine for both. it was entertaining to him to see how different you could be depending on the people present in the room and how you became much more comfortable with him around. he took pride in that.

— a/n: waaah this was so fun to write!!! i love making chishiya an insufferable one so i hope this was okay and fitted your likings... i think i ran away a little bit from the topic but i wanted to make chishiya as in character as possible because imo that's what makes him so interesting. ohh i love a jackass of a man......