#it took a long time for jakurai to get to the point where he could set aside his anger

[akkivee]

‘since i’ve been placed in his body, i must make sure i don’t do anything that goes against harai-kun’s beliefs’

and like, i’m assuming that this is jakurai being very aware that kuukou is a monk, but i have been begging for a philosophical chat between sensei and kuukou since light & shadow dropped, i’m going to take this as confirmation that it did happen lol

[hypnomicimagines]

Hello! I was wondering if I could request the Division leaders (doesn’t have to be all of them, you can pick) going to confess to their s/o. Only to witness one of their teammates confessing their feelings to the s/o before they get the chance. Sorry this is so long but I hope you have fun! 🙏

Amemura Ramuda: 

Ramuda, intentionally or not he’s not sure, interrupted the confession without a second thought. There’s a mildly irritated look on Gentaro’s face and it’s clear he knows why Ramuda did what he did (even if the pink-haired man was still questioning it). His tone is short as he asked for privacy while Ramuda insisted it was his turn to talk to you, internally panicking as he wondered if all shots at romancing you were completely gone. Would you believe Gentaro was telling the truth, even if he spelled out his confession clearly? Ramuda didn’t want to rely on anything underhanded to win your heart but finally finding someone who he had genuine interest in... He couldn’t just let things be. 

Aohitsugi Samatoki: 

If you returned Jyuto’s feelings than Samatoki would accept the loss, there would be no point in questioning your decision even if Samatoki had to wonder if you were in your right mind. But if you seemed unsure, hesitated, if you wanted to ‘see how things would go’ than Samatoki would continue on with his original plans to confess (at a later date as two confessions in one day would be overwhelming for anyone). There’s a guilt that comes with knowing you have the same interest in a person as someone you have a (sort of) mutual respect for but your choice was what mattered in this situation, and if you wanted nothing to do with either of them than he would have to respect that as well. 

Harai Kuko: 

Nothing was ever worth sacrificing a friendship over. He had even called them family, and they were, no matter the circumstances. Watching the person you loved love someone else was hard, Kuko still hadn’t reached the level of selflessness where he could say he was happy for you and Jyushi quite yet, but even he knew when to accept defeat. His teasing might be relentless but he’d rather be seen as an annoying older brother type looking out for both of your bests interests than some bitter person mad that their crush hadn’t fleshed out the way they had imagined it would. He is genuinely happy for Jyushi to have found someone, knowing one day his own time would come. 

Jinguji Jakurai: 

Jakurai simply smiled. He must have been so blinded with his feelings for you that he hadn’t noticed Doppo was harboring the same infatuation, he was quite proud of his teammate for finally getting his feelings off his chest rather than keeping them inside to the point of misery. He supposed this was a type of breakthrough he’d normally be overjoyed to see occur but there was something else about the situation that left him slightly bitter, not at Doppo but towards fate that seemed to have happiness constantly evade him. He couldn’t bring himself to continue watching an intimate moment and he wondered if it was really respect fueling him to leave or if his own heart just couldn’t take being broken again. 

Nurude Sasara: 

Sasara had a hard time taking relationships seriously. It took so much out of him to think realistically, his emotions just felt so heavy and thus his ‘I must make them laugh!’ defense mechanism kicked in at all times. The irony of this moment is stifling as he watched the two most important people in his life bond without him, linking hands, getting close in a way that he now couldn’t. He would love to proclaim a friendly rivalry but there would be nothing friendly about it, even now he felt anxious as feelings of jealousy rose up to his chest and practically strangled him with their intensity. He couldn’t watch this for another minute, unable to even laugh at the joke known as reality as he walked with with his hands stuffed in his pockets. 

Yamada Ichiro: 

Ichiro had given up so many things for his brothers. He might not have always been the perfect older brother but everything he had done to protect them was out of love, out of wanting nothing but their happiness and this situation was the same. Watching Jiro pour his heart out to you made him feel sick to his stomach yet at the same time he was proud, proud to hear his brother proclaim these words that had clearly been weighing heavily on his chest. There wasn’t a chance in hell he’d ever take away that happiness from Jiro even if it feels like an arrow had pierced his chest, pushing his feelings as deep down as he could before leaving the two of you to it. 

[hypmicdaydreams]

May I request for tdd ichiro and samatoki finding out that their fem s/o is the adopted daughter of jakurai hc???

Yes, of course! This was cute to write, though I do hope that I was able to portray it well and accurately,,Thank you for the request though, and I hope you enjoy 💕

𝗧𝗗𝗗 𝗜𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗼 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗦𝗮𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗸𝗶 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝘀/𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝗝𝗮𝗸𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗶'𝘀 𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿

-pairings: ichiro yamada x f!reader, samatoki aohitsugi x f!reader

-genre: fluff

Ichiro

he certainly did pick up the semblance long before, though it was a bit more of intuition than anything, and ichiro never did take that thought of his too seriously

he couldn’t help but pick up on the small details, such as how you always seemed to talk highly of the doc and certainly were the closest with him when compared with the other members

but, again, ichiro didn’t think much of it. he simply thought that you and jakurai just got along well, more so than the others. perhaps the two of you even hung out often outside of the group. honestly, he was happy to see both his girlfriend and one of his close friends get along

so when it’s first brought up that jakurai had actually taken you in, presumably, after you’ve been orphaned, he’s initially quite surprised to see that you guys were actually related (well, not by blood)

ichiro actually finds out when he brings up meeting your family since you guys were together for a while by then. you had met his brothers (who loved you a lot and saw you as an older sister might i add) once the three of them had made amends, and he was excited at the prospect of meeting yours

draws a blank when you tell him that he already had given that he didn’t know or actively talk to many people. but when he says jakurai offhandedly, not really expecting it to be the answer, ichiro practically does a double-take when you nod

“seriously?! man, i never realized”

he may have had his suspicions that both you and him were closer than ichiro realized, but a parental relationship never was something that crossed his mind. now that it was mentioned, however, he was able to draw on the parallels, ones he had missed beforehand

at the same time, ichiro is definitely interested to learn more, specifically how jakurai had found you, when he did, etc. he thought it was all so compelling and listened to the story rather intently

(and, honestly, he felt relieved to know that you were in such good hands. ichiro trusted jakurai quite a lot after all)

despite that, ichiro also knew that you were your own person and weren’t tied to jakurai in any way, shape, or form; so it never was a fact he brought up often, though he certainly did think that it was neat

at times though, he seems to forget it, and each time it’s brought up such as when you were describing what jakurai had made for dinner last night, ichiro is always taken aback each time before remembering that the two of you had this conversation before

well, he was a bit forgetful back then i like to think, though in an endearing sense

Samatoki

the thought of both you and jakurai being related or even being friends, really anything that’d require you guys being close, never did cross his mind, not in the slightest

i mean, what reason did samatoki have to believe that his girlfriend and teammate were somehow related? there never was anything that would hint at that, at least, in his eyes

samatoki , admittedly, had missed all the little details, such as your high regards of jakurai or how he was the one you talked about the most when the dirty dawg was brought up. he didn’t think much of it, perhaps finding it a bit strange at times but never anything he pointed out

if anything, samatoki just thought that you were also a fan of his or were simply acquaintances, nothing really that big. you guys just so happened to get along really

so when he first learns of it, when you so casually mention that jakurai was your adopted father during a conversation about family, honestly, samatoki sorta just blanks and goes “huh??”

it was something that seemed so out of the blue, so random even, but that’s only because he never did connect two-and-two together. never in his wildest dreams did samatoki think that perhaps his girlfriend knew and was related to someone on his team, especially not when the two of you didn’t even meet through jakurai

but then he recalls back to all the moments where it should’ve been at least a little obvious. all the times he had caught you alongside jakurai, and how jakurai, in particular, seemed to be rather fond and soft towards you

man, he really was so blind to it, samatoki couldn’t help but think

but it was also something that, after the fact, he brushed aside, not really thinking much of it. sure, it was quite neat to know that you two were related in some way, and it did peak his curiosity so he may ask for the story, if you were fine with that; but overall, it’s not something he was entirely bothered by

lowkey feel like he’d try and reassure jakurai that, even if he was a member of the yakuza, he’d take good care of you even though jakurai had no doubts at all. samatoki could be somewhat old-fashioned at times just like that

samatoki is a huge family man, as we know, so i’m sure he’d be happy to also know that you had the doc as your dad since he wanted you to have nothing but support and love coming from your home life, especially considering your past and all (assuming that he took you up when you were orphaned)

honestly, he also loves teasing you about it at times, smirking and saying stuff like how he’ll snitch on you to your dad if you ever did anything that was dangerous or so inconsequential, such as forgetting to take out the trash, or even just to fluster you

samatoki loved to see how flustered you got, thinking that you looked rather adorable, though it was all in good humor

(don’t worry, you like to get him back by threatening to tattle on him to nemu as well, lol)

[missramu]

A kiss to wake up

Hello everyone! I'm bringing what I believe is my longest piece so far. As a disclaimer, this was a little bit self-indulgent, so I didn't want to spare a single detail. Anyways, I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

As a top note, this is kinda the prequel to this one! One day I'll make some sort of timeline, I promise. I just keep writing as the ideas come to me

Kiss number 32: to wake up

The last weeks had been an actual chaos for the fashion deisgner. Indeed, they had been chaotic, but in a sort of good way. After so many years waiting, Ramuda was about to undergo top surgery. He was finally getting his mastectomy done and, although these days he had to sign, read and send plenty of papers, he was happy. He was excited, but he was a bit scared too. After all, it was an operating room and he was still afraid of needles.

The designer sighed as he put the pen down, looking up with a faint smile. Jakurai walked by, taking his chance to kiss Ramuda’s forehead before leaving him a cup of warm tea, keeping the other one to himself.

“I can sense you are nervous”. He said tenderly, grabbing a chair and sitting by his partner’s side.

Ramuda glanced over the papers that were scattered in front of him, sipping from the cup. “Well, yeah… I’ve been waiting for this for so long, and now that’s here I just… Can’t imagine it”. His tone was calm, revealing his true self. It had taken a lot for him to learn to trust Jakurai again –they both had to relearn how to trust each other–, but he knew he didn’t need to fake anything. Not anymore.

Jakurai mumbled. “I see…”. He gently put his cup on the table, making space for the pink-haired man in his arms. As if the doctor had predicted his movements, Ramuda leaned forward and placed his head on his partner’s chest, closing his eyes.

“It’s perfectly normal to be nervous. It is a surgery, after all”. He did a brief pause, lifting Ramuda’s chin tenderly. “But everything will go smoothly. I cannot be on the operation room that day, but you will be in good hands. You will be okay, my dear”.

The designer smiled, nodded, and went in for a kiss. Jakurai eagerly corresponded, wiping Ramuda’s tears as they kissed.

“Plus, you deserve this”. Jakurai added after they broke the kiss. “You have fought bravely, and you had a lot of patience… Although I may recognize I didn’t think you were capable of having it”. The doctor added jokingly, which earned him a pout from his partner as well as a bump on his arm.

“Rude!”

Jakurai laughed softly, which made Ramuda’s pout go away quickly.

“My point is, you needn’t’ be nervous. You earned it, Ramuda. You deserve good things too”.

The designer took a deep breath, repeating those words in his head to himself. He still had a hard time believing that; but his Posse and Jakurai had been making a hard effort to help him realize his self-worth.

“Thanks, babe. I… kinda needed to hear that”.

“Then I am happy I could be of assistance, my dear”.

The days went by, and before the couple could realize it, it was time for Ramuda to check in in the hospital. Since they had agreed to live in Shinjuku, the surgery would be done in Jakurai’s hospital; and one of his co-workers was in charge of it.

Sadly for the doctor, he had to work to do. Ramuda understood that he couldn’t be in the operation room –although he wished he could–, but Jakurai felt bad about it. Old habits die hard, and he was distressed about not being able to directly help during the procedure.

However, he used his lunch break to make his partner some company. He knew his teammates would be coming soon, as they had promised to keep him entertained until the moment came. His surgery was scheduled at 16:00, and they would also wait for him to come out of the operation room.

Jakurai knocked softly on the white door, and entered the room after hearing Ramuda’s voice confirming he could come in. He knew that the designer mustn’t eat now, so he tried to somehow hide his lunchbox. As soon as the younger man realized, he laughed and encouraged him to eat.

“It’s your lunch break, silly! If you don’t eat now you won’t be able to do so later, and your patients need you on tip-top condition!”

“But it would be rude to eat in front of you, since you cannot eat before surgery…” Jakurai’s voice sounded sincerely concerned, as he was forgetting his own needs.

“Here you go again” he mumbled, rising to his feet and walking to the doctor’s side. “I’m ok, dummy. I will eat later, and y’know, my Posse will bring me a whoooole feast!” he laughed it off, grabbing the sleeve of his white coat. “Seriously, don’t worry about me. I will be fine! I mean, I’m kinda hungry, but you are working and need to eat”. Jakurai was going to counterattack, but Ramuda shushed him down. “If you don’t eat now Imma get angry! If you won’t do it for yourself and your own health and well-being, then… Do it for your patients?”

The doctor sighed softly, having been hit on his weak spot –his need to help–.

“Very well, then”. Ramuda wasn’t the right one to talk about self-care and preserving his own health, but he left the argument for another day. It was something they both have to keep working on, and they decided to help each other out.

“Bone apple teeth!” Said Ramuda jokingly as he saw him eat the first spoonful, making the older man to raise an eyebrow.

“Fascinating… I think that’s not the proper way to say it; however, it does sound similar”.

Ramuda bursted out laughing, and the doctor smiled tenderly. He would do anything to keep that smile on his face, and was willing to protect it forever.

Between laughs and fascination, Jakurai’s break was over sooner than they would have wanted it to be. The doctor neatly put everything back on his lunchbox before leaving, letting it down for a moment by the bedside table.

“I’ll see you in a couple of hours, then” said the designer, leaning in for a kiss. Jakurai was already on his way to kiss his forehead, so the gesture was well received. After that he nodded, cupping his beloved’s pale cheek.

“I will be by your side by the time you wake up. I will be waiting for you as long as I need to wait”.

Luckily for Ramuda, he wasn’t alone with his thoughts for long; for his dear friends arrived barely 25 minutes after his dear doctor left.

“Hey there man! How ya feelin’, huh?” Dice announced himself in that way, taking the seat by the left side of the bed.

“I’m tootes good! Not nervous at all, nope!”

“Heavens, and yet you dare call me the liar…” Gentaro added, closing the door behind him.

“But I’m not lying...” The writer rose an eyebrow, keeping direct eye contact with his leader. “Geez! Well, okay, maybe I am!”

The writer chuckled, shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders. “As if we didn’t know you enough, dear Ramuda”. The chuckle turned into a reassuring smile, and the leader of the Shibuya division thanked the gesture.

“I know this shit is scary and tough, but you got this! In no time at all you’ll be jumpin’ around again, you’ll see!” Dice smile was broader than Gentaro’s, but it was as reassuring as the writer’s was.

“I’m soooo lucky to have you two!” Ramuda yanked them both into a hug, and although it took them by surprise, they joined as soon as they felt his leader’s arms around their shoulders.

“Yeah, and we’re also lucky to have you!” the blue-haired announced with pride, ruffling the designer’s pink hair.

“As our beloved Dice once said,” Gentaro started saying, clearing his voice in order to make it similar to his partner’s, “we are the best, amazing, bounded-tight Posse!”

“Hey, quit messin’ around!” the impersonated man grumbled, much to the impersonator’s and his only public delight.

Their dialogue was suddenly interrupted by a knock on the door, and soon after a nurse entered the room.

The three members of Fling Posse quickly went to check the time, realising she came to bring Ramuda to the operation room. He took a deep breath, hugged his teammates tightly, and bis them farewell.

“See you later, Ramuda! I’ll make sure to bring you plenty of snacks!” Dice hugged him as tightly as he was being embraced, sad to leave the hug.

“And I will finance that, for our beloved Dice is as penniless as always”.

Ramuda laughed at their bickering, happy to see them as cheerful as always. Maybe it was selfish of him, but he thought they were doing that for him. Gentaro and Dice didn’t want to see his leader gloomy, so they did their very best to cheer him up. The designer thought that perhaps it was selfish to think so; but that was the truth. They loved him dearly, so it wasn’t selfish of him. It was a reassurance that he was loved and cherished.

The hours went by, the clock ticking its way to noon and, after that, to dawn. Three hours passed, and around seven o’ clock in the evening, Ramuda’s top surgery was successfully completed. All that was left was for him to wake up.

The usual procedure would have been to leave him in the awakening room for up to two hours, until he had fully recovered from the anaesthesia. However, Jakurai’s turn finished a couple of hours ago and, after pulling a couple of strings, he managed to let them take him to his room, where he would personally supervise Ramuda until he woke up. The doctor felt he owed him that, but it wasn’t his only reason- he wanted to be by his side when the designer woke up and, if something happened, be the one to tend him.

When the clock hit quarter to nine, Ramuda started to come back to his senses. Jakurai was by the window, watching the neon lights of Shinjuku flicker; but as soon as he felt movement, he rushed by his partner’s side.

It took the designer fifteen more minutes to fully wake up, still a bit disorientated. When he fully opened his eyes, he encountered Jakurai’s vast oceans looking directly at him, as well as his calm smile.

“Wake up, my dear”. He approached his side, taking a seat by the verge of the bed. He tenderly moved his bangs with his hands, kissing Ramuda’s forehead as full of love as possible.

Ramuda smiled sluggishly, still having a hard time focusing. “I’m awake, silly…”

Jakurai chuckled, caressing his hair softly. “I can see that, dear. You did a great job”.

The designer smiled again, reaching to grab his lover’s hand. “Did I?” Jakurai nodded in response, leaving him do whatever he wanted with his hand –which was to cuddle it against his cheek–.

They spent almost an hour cuddling in silence, enough for Ramuda to completely awake. As his energy came back, he felt more and more excited to feel his chest. Thankfully enough, since he was small and slim, the scars wouldn’t be that big. They would be visible under his nipples, but it didn’t matter. He would wear them with pride, as a badge that showed his victory over Chuuoku again. The doctor felt he was fully recovered from the anaesthesia now, and was glad to see him cheerful again.

Ramuda turned to him with puppy eyes, as if asking permission. As much as it pained Jakurai, he left him out of the embrace, helping him to sit on the bed. He understood his look: he wanted to check it for himself.

“I wouldn’t advise taking the bandages off, but you can feel your chest. It should not hurt much”. Ramuda’s smile broadened, and as he muttered his thanks, he put his own hands on his chest. The anaesthesia was wearing off and it was a bit uncomfortable, but the sheer joy of feeling himself completely flat made him forget about that. After years of using a binder, of feeling those tiny bumps under it no matter what, they were finally gone. No more binding, no more swimming shirts and no more hiding. There was nothing to hide now.

Tears of joy started to roll down his cheeks, and Jakurai quickly wiped them for him.

“Congratulations, my love”. His voice sounded full of joy, hope and love. All of that, things that Ramuda and he deserved, and now they were getting. Seeing the designer unable to move much due to the bandages and his own feelings, he made the first move and hugged him, letting Ramuda’s head on his shoulder. The embrace was mutual, the younger man hugging his waist as tightly as his chest let him.

With teary eyes and the brightest of smiles, he looked up to Jakurai, who cupped his cheek and kissed him fondly. They remained like that for a couple of minutes, which quickly turned into half an hour.

“Ramuda?” He asked with a gentle voice, as if he was afraid it would scare him. He then realized he had fallen asleep, and let out an affectionate sigh. He carefully moved him back to the bed, letting him rest after tucking him in. As soon as he was sure he was soundly asleep, he walked to the window, watching the restless streets of his Shinjuku as alive as every night.

Jakurai was happy. He knew this was important for Ramuda, so he tried his best to look calm. Inside, his brain had been worrying about the designer all day, making it difficult for him to focus on his job. He spent all his free time sighing and looking at the clock, which was unusual of him: he never worried about how much of his shift was left; but today he was driven by his own worries and guilt. Jakurai fought bravely against said guilt and managed to control the situation and himself. Still, he couldn’t wait to see Ramuda. He needed to see him alright, and being unable to control the situation was driving him insane.

And now, after a long intervention and an even longer day, it was done. The doctor watched Ramuda sleeping in the reflection of the window, and smiled again. He could see his chest rising softly as he breathed, and that was what ultimately made him keep smiling. All his worries left with that sight, his mind regaining peace.

Fatigue was taking its toll over him, so the doctor decided to sit down by the bed. His plan was to rest his eyes and legs for a bit, wanting to keep himself awake all night to watch over Ramuda. Before he could realize, though, he fell asleep holding his partner’s hand. It had been a long day, and his body talked louder than his plans.

As if the designer knew whose hand was holding his, he grabbed it back in his sleep.

Outside, the hustle of bustle of Shinjuku was never-ending. It didn’t matter to the couple, as they were soundly asleep side by side. At the end of the day, that was what kept them moving forward. They had been through a lot as a couple, but it was their similarities and wills what brought them back together. They still had a lot to work on, but one step at a time. For now, they had earned their peace and happiness, and they were going to spend it doing what their hearts desired the most –although it took them long to realize it– : being by each other’s side.

[mc-doppomine]

Dunno why this came to mind...maybe calculating Jakurai’s deal here...Who knows but here I am imagining how much schooling these boys have gone through. 

As a note, I am not saying their schooling level as any jab to them. All people are different. Some would prefer going to school, some do not have the opportunity and some have other things to do. It really is many reasons why they would or wouldn’t go on. And I’m just guessing what I think they’ve done based off information we have of them. 

Buster Bros!!!

Ichiro I feel only completed compulsory school and some of high school. He was too busy supporting the orphanage and his brothers to really keep up with it. And considering Yorozuya Yamada is likely their only source of income, he hasn’t really gone back either. I don’t that particularly bothers Ichiro since while he wasn’t bad at school he wouldn’t say he liked it either. 

Jiro is at the age where he didn’t have to go to school anymore but Ichiro made him stay. As it was just better options for Jiro if he does finish school. He also doesn’t go to cram school as 1) he can’t stand school as is, 2) he likely goes to help Ichiro with the business and 3) there’s a chance they can’t afford to send him. Despite the latest drama tracks, I don’t see school being a point of contention between them even if Jiro doesn’t like school. I don’t see him pursuing a traditional higher education, if he even goes at all.

Saburo is still in compulsory school as far as I understand so it’s not really a question of if he goes. But obviously Ichiro would want him to stay. Especially him because he’s good at it and seems to like it. That and it might help Saburo’s social skills to have to be around kids his age. For the most of the same reasons, Saburo doesn’t do cram school either. If anything he probably could tutor if he didn’t get so easily frustrated with people. I do feel he could make it to the top schools when he gets older but I see an interest in going overseas for uni.

Mad Trigger Crew

Samatoki I don’t think went past compulsory schooling. He was too busy with yakuza stuff to really deal with school. I see him getting into a lot of fights over his background, namely badmouthing of his parents. He probably had Nemu stay though because he wanted her to have options. I think he’s really good with money even though he probably hasn’t had to worry about it for a long time

Jyuto I initially was gonna say did go to college but researching a little bit, he probably didn’t. He only would need to finish high school and pass exams. Which I feel he was prepared for. Like I think he’s been set on being a cop for a long time and worked for that. Which is why I’ll also go out on a limb and say that in high school this boy was a runner so he was also in shape for his training when he passed exams. I also think Jyuto was a good boy student.

Rio likely went into military service as soon as he could, which I believe is 18 over there. It’s a little harder to tell about how the service was since the world of hypmic is one that had another war, so it’s likely his time was busier than what it would be normally for someone in the navy. He absolutely could’ve gone to uni and come back to get a better rank but I don’t think Rio really cared about that aspect of it. (This man knows communications and some hacking, you cannot tell me he couldn’t have gone far) I will say he likely took advantage of his half-American status and is fluent in English as it would’ve been useful for joint exercises with the states. I think the dissolution of the navy really shot him in the foot but he’s just too resourceful to keep down with that.  

Fling Posse

Ramuda...obviously didn’t. And I don’t think his records would show anything. Like if it had to show anything, it would probably show him going to a super large school where it’s completely possible no one knows who the hell he was (because he was never there). And if he was based off someone, he likely had some of his credentials taken from them. He understand the culture of schooling though, I mean his style and personality does seem to draw girls high school age and older. 

Gentaro is pretty hard to imagine to be honest. I don’t see him enjoying his school life and being around classmates for an extended amount of time. And while I think he could’ve spent some time in academia in literary research, I also see him finding it way too stuffy for writing. But I think ultimately...he went to uni for a short time. For some reason I just don’t see him vibing with how the system is for it. 

Dice did not. I don’t think he finished high school although he could’ve if he wanted. But he probably avoids it because it’d be an easier way to keep track of him and run contrary to his stray sort of life style. 

Matenrou

Jakurai...is a doctor...I sure HOPE he went to school for his profession. So he studied some of the stuff you need for doctoring during his time as an assassin but he didn’t actually go into studying to be a doctor until he quit his killing at 23. He probably went into the national defense medical college, which seems to be 6 year program but you have an extra 2-3 years of compulsory service with it. I think he likely finished his compulsory service, at the latest, a year before the Dirty Dawg timeline. Or OR he faked his schooling and just knew the equivalent knowledge from his time as an assassin and was able to pass his exams and later studied whatever he lacked. He’s basically fully legally certified NOW, don’t worry...

Hifumi I just can’t see going past high school. Like I’ve always seen the incident happening in his last year of high school and it made it difficult for him to even finish. And considering he claimed in the first Matenrou drama track that he didn’t find a way to live with his phobia until he was 20...I don’t think he went. Not that he would’ve been interested in it. Hifumi is interested in what he likes and wouldn’t want to put the effort either way. I don’t think he really cares and he has more than enough skills (and money) to do just about whatever he wants.

Doppo likely went to uni. He couldn’t get into the real prestigious schools and knew he couldn’t so just went for wherever he could get into rather than wait to test again. I feel like his degree is in either accounting or business. I think he had a part-time while in school to pay for it since it seems like his family might not be as well off or he didn’t want to burden his parents (in a passing conversation I think he mentioned paying for his brother’s exams or schooling). For some reason I also can see him having a minor in biology because I see him either knowing a lot about plants or knowing a lot about marine life. What kind of person just thinking of a water flea for like a small creature?

Dotsuitare Hompo

Sasara I feel like he didn’t go past high school. Not that he couldn’t. Just that he didn’t find a need to? Not when he was set on going into comedy. Like it was either make it or be trapped with his family. And he was hard noooope. 

Rosho....is a teacher? I sure HOPE he went for his teaching certificate. I don’t think he was going to initially and might not have while he was doing the comedy game with Sasara? Their time line is a little fuzzy, I haven’t found the indicator of if Rosho and Sasara disbanded before he went to MCD or after. If it was before, then yes he went to school after they disbanded. If not, then he was in school while doing the manzai thing. So yeah dual major of mathematics (or statistics) and education (he didn’t need both but I have faith in him).

Rei most definitely went to fucking uni. This bastard would let you think he didn’t but he did. He’s probably a fucking doctor or just shy of it. Drives me mad. Why am I sure? Because if Rei is behind the hypnosis mics. As in the designer and/or inventor of it, he is a scientist or engineer of some type. I see him having a degree in either biotechnology or neuroscience. I learn towards the latter because I feel like he also got a minor in psychology (or y’know what, business is possible too for a minor). Just to mess with people.

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Kuko I feel was the same as Ichiro in that he went to high school but not necessarily finishing it. I don’t believe he would’ve had to...if anything he’s gone back to his teachings at his temple. Yet it seems he doesn’t do that either so I’m not sure. I just don’t think he did anything past high school. 

Jyushi I think he might’ve just finished high school? I don’t know if he was just finishing or he’s soon to be doing exams. But I think he’s going to finish regardless. Y’know I feel like Jyushi would’ve liked going to uni. I can’t think of what he’d go to school for though! Would it be adding too much work to a passion if he did something with music theory? 

Hitoya...is a lawyer? So yeah? And you have to wonder if Hitoya is a masochist or loves to learn or what have you. Because he was in medical school WITH Jakurai. And then when they part ways, he quits and then goes into LAW. Are you kidding me? Hitoya, Hitoya please...I looked it up, he HAS to be a masochist! Law in Japan is super hard to get into! It has one of the most difficult bar exams to exist! What are you doing, man??? Although...I think Hitoya is still fairly new as a lawyer though because him starting when I assume Jakurai started school at 23, would have him only being fully practicing for 5 years. And that’s assuming he dropped out the first year and not later...which would only shrink he years outside. Unless whatever he got for his bachelors was applicable for law too (behavioral science?)...either way, yes he’s done it and he sure does do a lot to beat a guy that doesn’t even know they’re competing. 

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Ramuda and Doppo :0

OH MY BOYS LETS GO

Under a cut bc long

Ramuda Amemura

First impression

Baby boy baby. Very cute and sweet i love characters with ramudas aesthetic i tend to want to protect them, especially since its an aesthetic that i fall into myself and lo v e so kseidjsnfn YEAH this man is baby!!!

Impression now

Ohhh my god i love this man i love the way he is characterised he is so incredibly interesting as a character and tbh so realistic and honestly i adore him!!! I alarmingly see a lot of myself in him tbh, were incredibly similar and that isnt necessarily a good thing!! But still i love this man

Favorite moment

Oh man where tf do i BEGIN there are so many ngl, but mostly all of the moments where we see ramuda's humanity. There is still a sweetness left under the darkness, there is still a man who wants to cling onto everything he has - his emotion, his internal battles, his morality vs his desperate need to survive - oh fucking man so much.

Idea for a story

CAN WE FUCKING. HAVE RAMUDA TALK HIS SHIT OUT PLEASE can we just have others actively helping ramuda cAN THIS MAN PLEASE BE SHOWN THAT ITS NOT TOO LATE FOR HIM,,, PLEASE,, i just want ramuda to finally talk out everything and have people on his side. Please.

Unpopular opinion

This probs isnt unpopular by any means, but idk what else to put here so take this:

I dont really see it often discussed that yknow ramuda is an abuse victim. Like, its very clear that chuokhu uses and abuses him, and his life is constantly being hung over his head. No wonder the dude is doing anything he can in order to survive, he has no choice in that regard. Before i get told this in the notes yes i know this doesnt excuse the things hes done!!! But tbh i really think that like the trauma that ramuda is living with kinda needs to be addressed.

Favorite relationship

I am a huge multishipper and have found a way to ship ramuda w just about most people (that are adults and not in chuokhu lol) so this is pretty tough

Id say either fling poly or jkrm and these are my reasons lets go:

Fling poly: HAVE YOU S E E N THEM do i really need to say more here all three of them have such good chemistry together, theyre all clearly on the same wavelength and have such a wonderful dynamic,,, they found out about the clones and shit and they STILL chose to protect ramuda and to fight for him and with him and to stay by his side aND BLACK JOURNEY TOO I-- IM GONNA START SOBBING,,,

Jakuramu: this one is not based on canon too much i am sorry this is mostly hc but i am a huge sucker for enemies to lovers ok also, i feel like out of TDD these two would be the ones to reconcile. After all, jakurai is a rather empathetic man and he probably would def understand the situation that ramuda was in. After all this dude was an ex assassin, if ramuda was to tell him everything, im sure that he would be able to relate to yknow the time he took others' lives, people with families and friends that he killed because he was ordered to and most likely had no other choice. Of course, jakurai is well within his right to not forgive ramuda for what happened to yotsutsuji, but i feel like he would and would help him get out of the situation hes in,,, and also im soft for the TDD era ok like how jakurai WANTED TO KNOW THE REAL RAMUDA AND LIKE,,, even when ramuda snapped at him he was GLAD HE WANTSD TO KNOW HIM FUCK MAN,,, i just really like these two ok

Favorite headcanon

I have quite a lot of hcs! Here are a few and like some explanation as to why:

- hes trans - i personally believe this bc personally itd make sense. Ramuda has a very feminine appearance and build, those that are like typically common in asian countries. As well as that, he has his own autonomy unlike the other clones. It wouldnt surprise me if chuokhu orignally wanted to make a girl to keep the other divisions in check, but when he decided personally that he didnt want to be such a way, they said sure, more room for us to treat you as we want to. Hes got money, getting T wouldnt be that difficult for him either, so thats why his voice is. That way fiaudjsnfnd anyway i think it makes sense!! Idk--

- he has bpd - projection probably but the biggest inspiration for this headcanon is how he is emotionally. His swings are violent - he feels and expresses such a diverse range of emotions and its so easy for him to change his emotional disposition - whilst also mostly feeling totally empty. Relationship wise also, given how he was genuinely really close to jakurai and then completely splitting on him, h a t i n g him. Yeah that sounds like bpd to me chief i know i have it!!! Theres more ik there is but i cant pull up examples rn

- hes neurodivergent - again mostly projection honestly and like there isnt much of a canon basis in his behaviour, just little things, but i like to personally hc that aside from eating candy to stay alive duh, that he chooses lollipops bc they serve as a sort of stim?? Also ik that fashion is his job but hes also so so clearly passionate about it that its a special interest for him, and thats partially why he took it up as a job in the first place, so he could do something related to his special interest lol. Idk i know there isnt any basis for this but just let me have autistic ramuda iaiesjdnsnfn

Doppo Kanonzaka

First impression

Now THATS what i call a tired mf!!! This dude has yves saint laurent eyebags also he really reminds me of aggretsuko somehow??? Im really not sure what it is

Impression now

Yeah i was def right with the aggretsuko comparison siaishsnshfb BUT I LOVEEE HIM i love him very much and i think this man really needs a break and is also very relateable i love

Favorite moment

As much as i love fp i absolutely adore the badass koments that doppo has including when he absolutely fucking obliterated fling posse sksjxnxncn also!! All of his little moments with hifumi i genuinely enjoy their dynamic its so cute

Idea for a story

Honestly i wanna see him slowly recover from the teauma that he has experienced because this king absolutely deserves it, and also from a practical point of view itd make this mf s t r o n g e r i also just.... long to see doppo happy honestly he deserves to smile!!

Unpopular opinion

I dont really have an unpopular opinion but saving like leaving this blank: as much as i absolutely adore jakurai and hifumi and their music (jakurai is my fave out of every hypmic character and i WILL drive this home), to me doppo just has the best music. Like, i love tigridia and BLACK OR WHITE so fucking much its absolutely unreal and all of doppos verses in every song are juust so fucking good. As much as i listen to you are, therefore i am on repeat every day of my life doppos music is just the best ✨

Favorite relationship

Again i am a huge multishipping bitch and i habe a few ships with doppo but in ahll honesty my fave is very clear - i absolutely adore his dynamic with matenrou as a whole and especially hifumi - his relationship with hifumi is clearly so special and it really shows how strong their friendship is, and in a ship sense i find it to be realy cute bc theres such a clear need for each other and that even if they clearly come at odds sometimes, at the end of the days theyre still clearly so close and i just,,, god doppo reallt deserves someone like hifumi in his life and im so glad that he has it!!!!

Favorite headcanon

Honestly i dont really think i have too many for doppo but given his general demeanor and his attitude, i personally hc him as demi. Yeah i know that sexualities dont have like typical personalities and such but i feel like given his anxieties around new people and how he clearly only really sticks to those that hes very close with, it makes more sense for him to be demi than any other sexuality to be quite honest - and this is also just pushing my hifudo agenda aiqiauansnssn but yknow!!!!

[we-justhere]

Oops pt. 2 but not like you’re thinking

Before I get into this, I just want to make it clear that I am very bad at commitment. I’m not good at doing things every day, either because I forget to or lose motivation, and almost as soon as I promised to post things I fell into a bout of ‘sadness’, no further details needed. I have requests that I will fill, you have been heard, but until then. 

I did a rp with @the-elusive-libbin and she gave me permission to post it. Granted there’s demand there might be a second part, but I’m posting this now because it’s starvation and the second half would be stuffing. I don’t want to subject you to it if that’s not what you’re here for, I understand. This is @the-elusive-libbin‘s own self-insert and Jakurai Jinguji of  Hypnosis Mic: Division Rap Battle. Let me know if you enjoy it. 

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Exhaustion and fatigue was something Jakurai was sort of used to. He had a high stress job that squeezed the energy out of him throughout the day, and often he would be able to be just fine until he got home and he would instantly collapse after getting at least a few mouthfuls of food into his belly. But that was all granted things went sort of well.

Everything needed his attention today, and emergency after emergency forced him to go in and out of rooms without being able to even think between moments. He lost track of time and didn't exactly desire to check, but before he knew it he was stopped and told to take his lunch.

He probably did need to eat. He definitely needed to eat, but by then he was already full of adrenaline and had patients to take care of. He brushed off his breaks and his lunches and kept working, not yet feeling any sort of hunger or exhaustion. He wasn't worried about it yet.

He actually didn't have to worry about it for a long time and his body was patient enough to keep him going until his last patient. All of a sudden his body started slowing down and it took that much more effort to keep his eyes open and stay awake. He fought with his body on it for as long as he could until he was free to go, at which point he went right to his desk and fell asleep.

It wasn't as much of a 'I'm going to take a nap', it was more of a 'I'm going to collapse in the middle of work if I don't sleep'. Either way, he was completely blacked out.

Lily started down the miraculously clean corridor towards the doctor’s office. Sterile white walls surrounded her as she walked, a maze of monotonous barriers that all seemed to connect to everywhere and nowhere all at the same time. Lily knew her route and hardly even had to think about where she was going or which direction to take, she had grown accustomed to it all through work.

The doctor was her higher up, that was all too true and she worked mostly for him as his nurse and organizer, in fact it was rare that she ever worked for another doctor within the practice; but today was different. She had hardly seen the long haired man with his ever present bags under his eyes and his white coat today aside from one point mid day where she had reminded him of his break, during a fleeting moment where the two passed by one another in a corridor. It had been way too busy to breathe, let alone chat and so the nurse thought it best to save discussing future plans with the older male until after the rush. The rush passed and the doctor was still MIA.

Lily approached a large, grey door that sported a miniature, frosted glass window and a small, golden nameplate. ‘Jinguji Jakurai Sensei.’ It stated in bold, black lettering. Perhaps the nurse had thought it best to check the doctor’s office last? In theory it should have been the first place she concluded to find the target. With a sigh at her own thought process, she turned the handle and entered the room What she saw left her slightly in awe. The doctor was sat at his desk, seemingly passed out, his long hair draped across the surface as his folded arms cradled his sleeping head. This was the first time the nurse had ever seen the doctor in this state. At first she became concerned that he may actually be dead but the soft rise and fall of his back as he breathed disregarded that notion.

The sound of the door stirred the doctor, forcing a quiet groan of unwillingness out of him. He hated the idea of moving, of waking up after sleeping for what only felt like a few seconds. His body was drained,, exhausted after not even finishing a full day. It was rather disconcerting.

His arms were suddenly comforting here, but once he saw who was in his office that comfort melted away into slight embarrassment. "Excuse me." He murmured as he straightened himself out, brushing out his uniform. "Our break.. is it over so soon? I only meant to be a few minutes." He combed his hand through his hair. "I'll be right out with you. I must have lost track of time."

“It’s only me.” Lily smiled, clipboard clutched close to her chest as she listened to his words carefully. Seeing him in a sleeping state like that was so out of character, so unusual, so....adorable! She wished just for a moment that he would fall back asleep. She shook the thoughts from her mind, quite literally and made herself dizzy in the process. “Hmm, sensei....you were gone for quite a while. You uhh, how do I put this? You fell asleep for longer than you may have thought. Your shift is over...you slept through.” She touched his shoulder gently with the softest smile she could muster. “You were so exhausted, I think your body may have started working against you there.”

His rest felt so short.. had he really slept that long? He glanced at his clock and felt his heart sink when it was confirmed before his very eyes. "Damn." Of course he slept through the rest of his shift. He held his hand to his forehead, cursing the time and his own body. It was embarrassing, being that reckless on the job when there very well could have been something serious that he should have been present for. Not that he seemed to mind that sort of thing, as his own stomach was one of the very things that he neglected most when it needed his attention. 

 "I didn't miss anything, did I?" He continued, meeting Lily's eyes. "I wish you would have woken me up sooner."

"You didn't, all of our patients remained stable after you left. We were busy but we managed to keep a hold of it all. Everything's okay. I'd have woken you up but I had no idea you were sleeping in here." She gestured to the office. "My apologies sensei, had I known where you were I'd have come to get you sooner"

It helped to know that he, at the very least, wasn't absent for something serious. He couldn't even imagine how embarrassed he would be if they needed him and he wasn't there because he was napping in his office. He would have to make it a note to force himself to sleep better at home, not that the damage hadn't already been done. "I'm glad they're doing better. Our patients, I mean." He started to trail off a bit as a growl tore through his stomach, stealing his thoughts away. He cringed at the feeling and clutched at his stomach. "Ah.. excuse me.."

Lily stared at the doctor’s stomach for a moment and then blinked. Once. Twice. Was- was that what she thought it was? The nurse’s thoughts were confirmed when she saw a hand grip tightly at the doctor’s abdomen. “W-was that your-?” A light blush rose to her cheeks as she accidentally cut herself off .

"We had an emergency during what was supposed to be my lunch." His arm didn't leave his stomach, partly out of shame and partly because the pain was somewhat lessened with the pressure. It was embarrassment after embarrassment, and Jakurai couldn't tolerate another noise like that. "I suppose that might have been a part of the problem. I didn't exactly have enough time to.." He cleared his throat and spoke in a more hushed tone. "You understand."

The nurse could feel her heart pounding in her chest and her face felt warm even without physically touching it. It took a minute or so before she could speak again, secondhand embarrassment washing over her. She had never in her life heard the doc's stomach and now she had, while they were alone....and it was fairly loud. "Y-you haven't eaten then?" A question that was more rhetorical than not.

The pause was just as excruciating for him, if not more. He was very grateful when she started talking. "Not since.." Well, his breakfast wasn't exactly outstanding either. He usually just ate whatever was quick enough to bring along with him if he even felt breakfast was necessary, as he was normally fine until lunch. Maybe 'fine' wasn't the best word, but rather he didn't feel weak or queasy until then. "No, I guess I haven't."

"Your poor tummy!" She almost cooed, accidentally using a less scientific term for stomach in the process. Perhaps she meant to keep that part in her mind bit regardless she blurted it into the open and now she felt even more warm in the face.

"It doesn't usually give me trouble." He loosened his grip over his stomach, choosing to ignore how cheery she seemed to be about the situation~ "I suppose I don't really allow it to give me trouble. We don't exactly have time to be focusing on ourselves." He was more or less speaking for himself. Obviously. "I'll be fine."

"You'll be fine when you get sustenance sensei. Your stomach is empty and you need fuel." She reached out and tentatively placed her palm against his midsection over his clothes, her hand shaking nervously as she did.

He didn't make any sort of effort to stop her. She already heard it, he didn't feel the need to pretend it didn't happen. He did get a slight tingling sensation under her palm, but that was greatly overshadowed by the dull, nigh constant rumbles that he had been trying so hard to conceal. He was sure she could feel them, but he couldn't tell how she felt about it. "I appreciate the concern."

It was then that without thinking Lily began to rub at the abdomen in front of her, setting the clipboard she held with her other hand down on the doctor's desk. She could feel harsh vibrations from palm to fingertip as his stomach clenched and spasmed under her hand. Deep yet fairly quiet grumbling came at intervals, sounding through the layers of muscle, skin and organ. Up and down, gently adding pressure as she rubbed his concave stomach, her face turning a colour that she presumed to be nothing short of crimson. The nurse could not meet his eyes and therefore could not tell his expression. The nerves were too real.

That certainly answered his question. He initially assumed it was a mistake, that her hand had slipped or something, but that proved to be absolutely ridiculous within the very same instant. He felt his breath leave his lungs once he realized what she was doing, but the more she massaged his clenched muscle the better it started to feel. Her hands felt soft and comforting even if they were above his clothes, and it really did feel like she was suppressing painful hunger pangs and making them more bearable. If not for her hot blush, the doctor would have no insight on how she was feeling or how nervous she was.

 He gently took her hands into his, temporarily pausing the massage. "I don't understand where this is coming from. You have to tell me."

"I-I just-" she stammered. He was actually HOLDING her hands. Both of them. Not just one, but both! She would have flushed more if she could. "I j-just thought if I massaged your stomach it would ease the p-pain. I meant no I'll will"

"It did ease the pain." He started to let go of her hands when he saw how quickly she fell apart. "It just seemed so sudden. You're always so nervous around me." It was such a confident move. Seemed so out of place for someone so timid, especially one that was proving his point with that powerful blush. "I really didn't mind it."

"w-well I..." she hid her face in her hands and said nothing more. What if he thought she was weird now? What if he became wary around her? 

  "I didn't mean to embarrass you." He stopped himself from touching her hands again. "I just needed to ask. I'm sorry if I.. spoiled it for you." Whatever 'it' happened to be. He didn't think of it as a pleasure thing and really did think she was doing it to help him feel better. It was a service, more like~ "It felt nice."

Lily peeped through the fingers on her one hand and gulped nervously. Was he actually smiling softly back at her? Her heart skipped a beat and she removed both hands from her face. "W-would you like me to continue?" She fidgeted on the spot.

The massages to help with the pain ironically kept him from going home and properly eating. The irony wasn't lost on him. This was the better option though-One where he got a free massage after a long day from someone that could hardly be around him without nearly combusting before this. "I wouldn't say no to it." He agreed, a slight purr evident in his voice. "Though I imagine it will get worse no matter how much you take care of it."

“T-then...” Lily tucked her hair behind one ear and knelt down on the floor next to the doctor. She placed her hand back onto his empty tummy and began to massage once again. “Then I’ll continue a while longer.”

His cheeks reddened as she knelt next to him. He didn't get this sort of attention a lot, really ever, and especially not from her. He didn't think she was even capable of doing this. He felt like he should talk, or say something at least, but all he could really think about was her hands. "Have you thought about doing this before?"

She flinched. “What? D-do you mean massaging your belly?” She immediately flushed and ducked her head as she realized what she had said. 

"Y..yes." It was strange to go from how they usually talked to each other to how they were talking now. His hand twitched, a visible effort he made to stop himself from covering his stomach as a noisy rumble sounded off beneath his shirt. It would take some time to get used to hearing that. "..You don't have to answer that."

Lily twinged as the doctor’s stomach groaned beneath her hand and was surprised at the little noise he gave off himself “Answer your question or your stomach?” 

"The question." His face flushed at her statement. "I assumed that this had to come from somewhere. That you wouldn't have done this for no reason." He looked at her hand rather than her face. "I'm looking too far into it."

“M-maybe you are.....” she trailed off, letting her words linger in the air for a while. She massaged what she thought was a knot and earned a deep roar from the belly in return. Changing the subject seemed to be a good option so lily took it. “You sound so empty.”

The roar was extra painful for him, making it impossible to stop a grunt. It was bittersweet, both the pain of such deep growls with the pleasure of the massage, and he couldn't agree more with her. "I'm sure I've gone this long without eating before. I can't remember it ever hurting this much." That didn't really mean an awful lot. "I guess I stuff it when I get home on days like this before I give it the chance to hurt."

The nurse’s eyes widened. “Stuff...” it came across as a question though it was never meant to be. Her eyes met his finally as they sparkled hopefully.

"Not intentionally." He dragged his fingers through his hair, taking her question as concern or judgment. "I just try to shut it up before it gets started. I don't mean to gorge or anything. I stop before it gets to be too much. I promise." His mood shifted when he saw that glittering in her eyes. There wasn't any sort of judging to be seen on her face. "I really do try not to eat too much. Even when I'm hungry." 

“I see~” she smiled, her grin showing just how happy in the moment she actually was. “But you have been stuffed before? Full of food.” She knew talking about food could possibly upset his stomach into complaining and cramping up but in Lily’s eyes that was a bonus. Regardless of embarrassment, she was finding a way to push through and talk about things she really wanted to talk about. Things she truly desired.

"I don't think I've ever needed to." He had accidentally overeaten maybe once, but he never let himself indulge. He was tired when he got home, lunch was his main meal and dinner was what he could get down before he fell asleep. Stuffing himself.. didn't seem so bad right now. It actually sounded nice, and thinking about it made his hunger feel that much more dramatic. "Maybe I will tonight.. since I've already slept plenty."

Lily fidgeted. She remembered how Hifumi tended to cook for the doctor on occasion to save time and an idea struck, sticking to her mind like tape to paper. “I....I could cook for you sensei...I-If you’re not busy.” She rambled, her face flushing. “I mean you don’t have to, it’s not weird like a date or anything....!!!Date?!? No I didn’t mean that, well I did, it’s just that you’re hungry and I have food...I mean I can make food....I’m going to stop talking now.”

Her scrambling was sort of charming. This was the Lily that he had come to know. He had somewhat expected an offer after her line of questioning, though he had to admit he didn't know what the offer was going to be, exactly. Free food was always a pleasure regardless. "I don't know how much energy I'd have to cook when I got home anyway. If it's not too much of a bother, of course, I'd love to eat with you. Ah, please don't feel pressured to feed me. I know it seems pretty bad, but I assure you I know how to feed myself.”

Lily paused, her face turning red. She stood and looked around the doctor’s chin area, again avoiding eye contact. “T-then....w-would you like to come to my house for a homemade meal? I’ll t-try to keep the portion size as accurate as possible...”

He wasn't sure what she meant by 'accurate', but he would trust her. They were both trained to take care of people, who would know better than her? Homemade sounded good anyway, no matter what it was she planned to cook. He supposed people enjoyed cooking for him, that he wouldn't have to cook for himself with all of this pampering.  "That sounds nice. I wouldn't mind the company, either."

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That’s all I have for you. It’s pretty long, sorry about that. Maybe.

[hypmic-writings]

Hi!!! Happy 2 year anniversary! ❤️❤️ Can I ask number 8 with Jakurai? Neutral pronouns please owo I am a shy person, but very talkative and funny (I guess ^^’) when I get comfortable with someone. I’m a bit clumsy too Thanks in advance ❤️ your writing is amazing, btw

8. “Let’s go to the beach!”

This was super cute and perfect for the summer time! I only wish we could go to the beach right now! Let’s all live vicariously through Y/N as we always do! Enjoy~

Word Count: 933

Genre: Fluff

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“Wait, I know what we can do for our day off! We can go to the beach not far from here! That way we can still do something different, be close enough to home in case your work calls, but still spend time together!” you had exclaimed, excitedly. Jakurai had looked at you with amusement before nodding his head.

“Yes, I do suppose that sounds like a rather fun outing. I haven’t been there in a while, so let’s go to the beach,” he had agreed. You had kissed him farewell before running home to plan for the long weekend.

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As you recalled your past conversation you took a deep breath of the ocean air and sighed contently. The warm sun shined down on you as you walked slowly along the shoreline, hand-in-hand with Jakurai.

“Are you feeling too hot?” Jakurai asked, looking over at you with some concern. “We can go back under the umbrella if you like.”

You shot him a smile and shook your head.

“No, it’s perfect,” you assured him. “And before you ask, yes, I made sure to put on a lot of sunblock!” you added, laughing a little.

“Good, that’s important,” Jakurai noted with a serious look on his face. You nudged him a bit with your shoulder as you smiled.

“Don’t look so serious! You should be enjoying yourself as well. This is a holiday for you too,” you told him with sincerity.

You knew Jakurai could be prone to over-working himself which is why you had suggested a mini-vacation in the first place. Even though it was just a long weekend, getting away from the city seemed like something both of you needed. As selfish as it might sound out loud, you were happy to have time with Jakurai all to yourself. However, Jakurai was also grateful that you had pulled him away from his busy work life and had told you as much

“I always enjoy myself when I’m with you, dearest,” Jakurai stated, shooting you a warm smile as he brought your intertwined hands up to his lips to kiss the back of yours. You felt yourself instinctively turn away a bit in shyness as you bit back a smile.

“That’s good, but you should enjoy the beach too,” you said, with feigned sternness.

Jakurai let out a low, hearty laugh and you felt your body naturally relax at the delightful sound.

“Of course,” he agreed, humming lightly.

You spent the next few hours exploring the beach, collecting lots of little rocks and shells and finding all sorts of interesting things. At one point, he offered to carry you over some small tide pools after you tripped one too many times, much to your embarrassment.

The flow of conversation was always smooth between the two of you, and today was no exception as you took turns discussing your weeks, your jobs, and even just funny little things that had happened to you recently.

After exploring the beach, you bought some light lunch at a nearby food stand, eating over a small lookout by the ocean before getting some ice cream as well. Once the two of you finished, you walked around the tourist town, peeking into all the shops and looking at all the sundries.

In the evening, Jakurai insisted on buying you dinner at a rather upscale restaurant, and you could only indulge him as you ate all the best seafood the small town had to offer.

At the end of the day, the two of you found yourselves back on the beach. This time, you were cuddled together on a bench, looking out at the sunset over the horizon.

“It’s so lovely,” you mumbled as you nuzzled into Jakurai a bit. He wrapped his arm more tightly around you and hummed as you felt the vibrations in his chest.

“It is quite stunning isn’t it,” he said, his voice soft. You could hear the crash of waves along the shore in a relaxing rhythm along with the sounds of birds in the distance.

“Y/N?” Jakurai asked, making you turn towards him. “I wanted to give this to you.”

You sat up a bit, watching in curiosity as he reached into his pocket, pulling out a circular conch shell. He handed it to you slowly and you took it with care, running your fingers over the grooves and ridges of the ribbed, pink shell.

“Jakurai, it’s so pretty! Where did you find this?” you asked, trying to rack your memories of the day to think about when he could have possible gotten the gorgeous shell.

“I found it in the cove this afternoon. It was beautiful and reminded me of you. I thought it would be a nice way to remember our time here together,” he explained, looking slightly embarrassed. You clutched the shell in your hand tightly, but taking care not to crush it as your heart swelled with love.

“Thank you so much, Jakurai,” you said, leaning in to kiss him gently. “I love it. I promise I’ll keep it and remember being here with you forever,” you exclaimed, wrapping your arms around him as you fell back into his embrace.

You felt him kiss your forehead and you thanked him once more as you held him tightly. Looking out at the sunset, you held out the shell in front of you, twirling it slowly in your fingers. You felt Jakurai shift slightly and you glanced at him to see him smiling fondly at you with gentle love in his eyes.

“Thank you for being here with me, Y/N.”

[lovehotelreservation]

I Fancy You - Mayday, This Will Be Very Serious

Summary: At the end of a long, hot and grueling work day, Doppo especially of all people needed to unwind.Perhaps he should have thought twice than to touch himself while nuzzling his face against the seat of your chair though.

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Reader/Doppo

GOT

DANG

THIS IS REALLY TURNING TO BE THE RISE OF SENPAI-KOUHAI OFFICE SHENANIGANS IN MY WORK HUH

THO NOT AS MUCH AS THIS YEAR FEATURING THE SUMMER OF TWICE AS THIS WEEK’S FICS WILL ALL HAVE A BIT OF A TWISTED TAKE ON THEIR IMMACULATE “FANCY”

ANYHOW I HOPE U ENJOY THIS NASTINESS FEATURING MY BELOVED SALARYMAN HUSBAND

**Warning: this fic alludes to themes of obsession, creepy perversion, etc. Please take discretion while reading!**

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Filth.

Absolute filth.

This was no way to behave during after hours.

Hell, any hour.

It was typical for Doppo to stay in the office well after the work day was over.

However, instead of staring at yet another spreadsheet on his computer screen with strained, dreary eyes while he prepared a quarter review report, he was working himself to a frenzy in a different part of the office.

Not within the familiar confines of his cubicle.

But at the comfy desk chair of his superior who he respected and revered immensely.

You.

For when Jakurai's counseling wasn't immediately available, if there was anything keeping his peace of mind in tact from the long grueling work days under the burdensome watch of his boss and the pressures of society, it was you.

His sweet, inspirational senpai.

Infatuation, love--the line between those contrasting feelings was muddled to say the least. However, what he was most certain of was that all he craved was you.

You weren't too much older than him, so relating with you never came off as awkward or strained. No matter how demanding or difficult a task was, you always seemed so eager to work, committed to seeing your job through to completion. Even then, for as busy as you may be as his superior, you always offered him a listening ear, welcoming him to be open about whatever was stressing him out to you while encouraging him during his low points.

And it was for this reason that he felt so disgusted with himself to be acting so selfishly depraved upon your personal work space.

Here, kneeling on the floor right in front of your desk chair, Doppo had his face planted upon the seat, nuzzling into the leather material while he stroked his cock with hurried, desperate strokes.

While the fingers of one hand curled around his cock, the others gripped onto the soft fabric of your handkerchief.

The tiny fabric itself was the catalyst for his deplorable shamelessness.

Japan was in the midst of summer, the intensity of its humidity inescapable.

Given that the office was under some renovations, staff had to be shuffled around, especially since air conditioning in certain rooms had to be disabled. Though Doppo had to be shifted over to a desk space much smaller than his cubicle, he had no complaints whatsoever.

Because he was now situated in your side of the office once again--the last time being when he was a new recruit and was shadowing you for training.

With the scorching weather at its most brutal this afternoon, you--being his ever benevolent superior--decided to surprise him with a refreshing iced coffee from the cafe just down the block. Grateful as he was to receive this simple treat, the calm tranquility that he was enjoyed while working so close to you again soon shattered into a chaotic storm of lasciviousness.

Right when you handed over his iced coffee--looking so radiant and heavenly while he gazed up towards you--he was so enthralled yet so stunned by your generosity that he barely registered what happened next.

As you stood right by his desk, your arm extended to hand over his drink, you were balancing a considerable stack of folders, along with a loosely closed box of paper clips that you picked up from the supply room. Right when you adjusted your hold on the items, it was then that the box began to slide away from you.

And crashed right onto Doppo's lap.

Given the flimsy structure of their containing box, the paper clips were all over his thighs and seat in an instant.

Doppo was surprised to suddenly have a rain of paper clips fall upon him. And though it wasn't his fault whatsoever, an alarmed yelp of "So-- Sorry about that, senpai--!" still flew out from his lips.

However, shocked as he was, there was absolutely nothing in the world that could have prepared him for what you did next.

While you sweetly reassured him that he had no reason to apologize and that the fault was yours, you quickly set your things down on his desk.

And proceeded to pick up the dropped paper clips .

In your haste, with your fingers picking off the paperclips from his seat, the brush of your knuckles against his thighs was a call for immediate willpower. The ghost of your touch knocked at his sensibility, cracks forming in his good conscience, which only worsened as the absolute filth in his mind dared to rush out.

Trying to keep his feelings at bay, Doppo instead focused on helping you pick up the fallen pieces of paper clips.

While his heart rejoiced at hearing your thanks upon reclaiming all the lost paper clips, his loins ached from the faint but blessed physical contact shared with you. As you turned to leave, he immediately rolled his chair further into his desk to hide the bulge that was quickly forming in his work pants.

There was the idea to slip away to the restroom to relieve himself, but he scolded himself for even thinking up such a deplorable solution. It was already one thing to be thinking of you in such a way, but to act upon those feelings at work was down a path where there was no turning back.

Thankfully, with the stack of sales forms and contracts that needed to be taken care of by the end of day, he was able to guide his mind away from personal matters to professional.

While he usually was so at ease whenever you were around, he was relieved when he noticed that you were about to take off early for a meeting with some clients, as he came to realize when he noticed some movement from your desk. Your purse was set upon the table surface while you were busy fixing your make-up.

He was quite taken by the sight of you pressing your handkerchief over your lips to remove excess lipstick.

As much as Doppo always hated to have to say goodbye, he was finally able to release the tension in his shoulders once you stepped out of the office.

Even though his cock began to stir once again while his gaze lingered on the outline of your backside, made even more prominent by your form-hugging skirt.

While he scolded himself for his loose control over his own libido, Doppo continued to finish his tasks, working well into the late evening until completion.

With his quarter report completed at last, all that was left was to leave a newly organized binder on your desk before he could finally take off.

But once Doppo approached your work space, it was then that he noticed something that caught his eye.

Hanging off of your office seat was your blazer, while on your desk was your handkerchief, your lipstick print from earlier still displayed prominently on the fabric.

You must have forgotten the two when you were about to head out. Professional or not, it was much too hot to attempt going outside with a blazer.

Even without you there, a sense of guilty exhilaration began to take hold of Doppo once placed the binder on your desk.

Only to reach for your blazer and bring it to his face for a deep, indulgent inhale.

Your natural scent paired with your favorite perfume made his head spin with bliss. For the times he would get to be close to you, whether you were hovering over his shoulder while going over a sales chart in his cubicle or standing beside him in the elevator, he wished to be able to enjoy your scent fully.

While he probably wouldn't get to inhale your scent off of your neck while offering it sweet nips and bites, getting to nuzzle his face against your blazer was the closest opportunity to do so, and he definitely didn't want to miss out on the chance present before him.

But if he was to truly and fully indulge...

His gaze shifted to your the small square cloth on your desk.

Carefully returning your blazer back to your seat, Doppo quickly plucked at your handkerchief, pressing his lips over the lipstick kiss mark your mouth left earlier.

An indirect kiss.

With you.

His senpai.

Doppo's eyes slowly shut.

He took in another careful breath.

It was that rare time he was so happy to have stayed in late for work.

And it was then that he immediately reached up to loosen his tie before nearly ripping off his belt and yanking down at his zipper.

Doppo's knees plummeted to the carpeted floor before he near slammed his face down against the seat of your chair while he proceeded to soothe the longing ache of his cock with the stroke of his hand.

How long had he fantasized about kneeling before you while you sat at your desk, his lips parted and eager to feast between your thighs, his tongue hungry for your taste?

You worked so diligently, spending hours seated at this very chair.

The jealousy he had towards your work space had an intensity that could rival the summer heat.

This long-running fantasy of his, where your legs were parted, those pretty stockings of yours torn at the crotch by his hands because he couldn't wait to plant his mouth all over your dripping core. Your voice, so shaky with delighted pleasure, praising him, encouraging him--perhaps even begging him if he so dared to imagine.

His imagination fell into a more depraved pit than this particular one, but it was this scenario that seemed so attainable.

Still, knowing that there was no way that you would even look at him twice for a relationship, if this was the closest to his fantasy that he could experience, then he would indulge himself to the fullest.

Until someone yanked and dragged him all the way back to reality with a single, stuttered word.

"Do-- Doppo?"

The voice was familiar.

Too familiar.

One that had his head snapping upwards to the side in surprise, his breath becoming still as his hand immediately drew away from his cock.

Standing right to his side, a dropped purse fallen to the floor, still dressed in the very same work attire from earlier, expression frozen in absolute shock was you.

Doppo felt hollow as his eyes grew wide upon feeling the gravity of this situation crash right onto his shoulders.

"I-I...I don't know what to-- Doppo--" You were at an absolute loss for words, confusion so present on your features as you struggled for something to say.

He could feel his cock throb even more. Here you were, his dependable superior, looking so adorably flustered with surprise. The expression on your face made him want to ravish you on the spot.

While everything in his conscience was yelling at him to say something, to apologize, all Doppo could get himself to focus on was how lovely the view of you was from his place on the floor.

Though you mentioned that you weren't going to be back in the office, he assumed that you probably forgot something of importance.

Like the blazer he was indulging in your scent from.

You were still dressed in your business attire. Though it was summer, you still wore sheer stockings beneath your pencil skirt. Paired with the short-sleeved blouse that hugged your curves and the pretty pair of heels adorning your feet, you looked like the deity he revered you to be.

Doppo's shoulders tensed.

Then if you were his goddess, surely it was on him to confess to his sins now that you caught him, no?

While you were still struggling with something to say, Doppo found it in himself to rise up to his feet, immediately catching your attention as he did so.

Without bothering to cover his perversely sloven appearance, his shadowed green eyes were cast to the floor as he mumbled out your name, making sure to emphasize your honorific.

Though you seemed unsure of how to process the situation, you still responded with a gentle, "...Yes, Doppo?"

The hand that was still holding onto your handkerchief reached forward to take hold of your wrist, right as he lifted his head so his eyes could gaze into yours. "Senpai, you always say to not bottle up my feelings right? ...I ended up not following your advice and look where that's gotten me..." He panted out, proceeding to guide your hand over to his stiff, aching cock. When your palm was close enough, he immediately nudged his hips against your fingers, doing his best to hide back his rejoiced yell from both the blessed physical contact and how you didn't immediately snatch your hand back in response.

His hold on your wrist tightening, a quiet but building passion rose within his voice as he then confessed. "I have so many feelings pent up for you--I'm gonna go crazy if I don't release it all right now...!" He took a step forward, daring to bring his face right up to yours as he pleaded with a needy gasp, "Will you help me? Your disgusting, perverted kouhai?"

While it was evident that you were still reeling in from literally stepping into this situation, Doppo was glad to have not heard a firm, immediate "No." He watched as your eyes remained trained on his blushing face before slowly gazing down towards his cock as he continued to rub it against your palm. Your bottom lip was caught between your teeth, your demeanor teetering on that fragile balance of hesitation.

And then, after some thought, you answered.

"I-I...I suppose it wouldn't be right to leave you this distressed, Doppo."

So gentle, so shy, so genuine.

Your handkerchief fell to the floor as soon as he released it and your wrist.

Because he quickly cupped your cheek as smothered your mouth with a needy kiss, yanking you over to him with his other hand.

As much of a dream as this moment felt, Doppo couldn't have been more elated that this was all reality.

Joy truly seized hold of his heart as he loomed above you, a saccharine smile on his features--his typical gloominess nowhere in sight. beneath him, lying sprawled over your desk was you, with a cute, flushed complexion, your blouse undone, bra unhooked and gorgeous breasts freed, and careful anticipation in your eyes. He couldn't resist from stealing another kiss from you, just before he mumbled against your lips, his words melding together in a pleasured slur.

"Doesn't it feel uncomfortable wearing something so form-fitting all day, senpai? Why don't I help--" Trailing off, his hands reached for your thighs, spreading them wide apart for him to soon fill the space. for your stockings. As his fingers touched over the flimsy sheer material, he couldn't wait a moment longer to start tearing at the material.

The sound of your stockings ripping drummed up the same ferociousness that took over him during Hypnosis Microphone battles.

Noticing the adorably shy look that formed on your face along with the sight of your now exposed panties, Doppo shuddered before you as he quickly bent down to press his face and nudge his nose against your clothed center. Your heady scent wafted forward, causing his cock to ache with painful need. Tugging your undergarments to the side, his tongue reared itself as he began to indulge in the feast he longed and craved for so long.

Hungrily sucking on your clit, lashing his tongue up and down the slit of your core in long and indulgent strokes, even nuzzling his face right onto your sopping center, Doppo sloppily licked away and left you squirming and thrashing beneath him in pleasure.

His hands gripped onto your thighs, keeping your legs spread wide and open for him as he ate--all the way up until he had you bucking your hips against his face before you mewled and gasped out his name in pleasure.

A sound that resonated deep within him once he drew his mouth away, licking his lips longingly as he cleaned off your taste.

While you thought to catch your breath, Doppo was only filled with a surge of energy that he couldn't wait to fully exert out through you as he quickly pushed down at his pants and boxer-briefs.

You felt Doppo's hand on your hip first and then the blunt, wet tip of his cock against your core second.

While expected, you were still surprised with how eager your subordinate was.

He didn't give you a moment more to think about this contrast in personality however.Not when he was fully sheathing the full length of his cock inside you. To be stretched out like so you had moaning, to which Doppo responded with an awed noise.

The sweet sound of your pleasure ringing in his ears, Doppo began to move.

Pounding.

Pummeling.

Hunched over you, with his face nuzzling over your breasts, Doppo kept you tucked close to his body in a tight embrace while he hammered his cock inside your core. If this all turned out to be some fantasy he lost himself in during the work day, then there was no way he could allow for you to leave.

But as he felt you writhe beneath him and your hips actually raise to meet the ravaging tempo of his thrusts, he was glad that this was very much the present.

"You work the hardest out of anyone I know, senpai!" He declared just before indulging himself with the taste of your nipples, his mouth planting over your breasts with noisy sucks and tender kisses. His voice was muffled as he spoke with a mouthful, but still he spoke, "You deserve to feel good and you can trust me to make sure of that!"

You gasped out something, of which had little coherence with how much pleasure you were currently lost within the depths of. Your response--or lack thereof--caught his attention as he lifted his head, his expression yearning and sweet.

"Does my cock feel good, senpai?" Hugging around you tighter, he groaned, feeling even more compelled to slam into you, his balls slapping over your ass with each thrust. "I need to know...!"

"I feel--" You began, eyes clenching shut in pleasure as you felt the tip of his cock hit over a particularly sensitive spot within you, causing your lips to squeal out, "I feel so good, Doppo-kun! I feel good because of you!"

The rate of his thrusts began to slow while his eyes continued to bore into yours.

The flustered look on your face intensified as you caught on to what he was asking of you. "--because of your cock too!"

His tempo was back to its merciless rhythm, now with the rising build of your climaxes finally approaching its peak.

"That-- Ahh that makes me the happiest! I'll continue to make you feel good then...! From now until forever!" Doppo declared with an earnestness you had yet to ever witness.

His lips found yours again, the connection messy as it was passionate. Driving into you over and over until the both of you were damn near clinging onto one another, he--a long last--confessed in a burst of the emotions he had been bottling up for so long, soon pouring it all into you upon his release. "I love you, senpai! I love you! I love you!"

"Doppo, I--!" What you had to express as well was cut short as your release soon claimed you. However, by the way your hands cupped his cheeks, keeping his face still as you kissed him with a hunger that matched his, you already expressed everything he wanted to hear and more.

And thus on this night, rather than bear the stressful loneliness of overtime, Doppo instead spent the evening as he had been working so diligently to achieve: In the tenderly affection embrace of you, his senpai.

[fwhypmic]

ichiro x reader

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[ y / n ] your name

request for @lunarrin

" oi oi oi oi , let's get this party starteddddddddd , " ichiro slurred with one bottle of alcohol in his hand and the other pointing at his classmates . it was his 21st birthday and his friends wanted to throw him a party but they didn't realize he was such lightweight considering his first time drinking . you didn't want to go but your friend dragged you here , the only reason why you knew him was because he was your childhood first love , you had to move and this was the first time in 10 years seeing him once again but him in his drunk state .

ichiro started to chug more and more until the bottle was half empty , his eyes were getting droopy until he started to climb on the table , all his friends cheered him on , rooting and yelling , he started stripping . he took off his shirt then started to unbuckle his belt , his friends suddenly stopped cheering and started panicking , they tried to get him down but he slapped them away . they tried once again and he finally got down except he kept struggling in one of his friend's arms . while ichiro struggled , " does anybody know where this guy lives ? he's seriously getting out of hand , i want him to have fun but he's way too drunk and fucked to keep him handled , " his friend sighed , your friend raised her hand and pointed to you , " this girl right here is actually his childhood friend , " you looked at her as she nudged you , " i could call one of his brothers so they could get him instead " you answered , his friend just nodded his head .

as ichiro was sat down with three guys around him just encase he would go wild again , you stepped outside of the bar and called jiro , since you still kept contact with him without his brother knowing , you knew he would pick up . three rings , he finally answered , " hello ? " you heard his deep voice as you answered back , " hey jiro , uh are you currently busy right now ? ichiro is drunk at a bar and i don't know how else to take him home , " he sighed , " sorry y / n , me and saburo are currently at an away camp " you heard a little voice in the back , " what happened jiro ? " jiro answered back and explained , the voice gasped , " ah really ? can you send me his address then ? i'll take him home myself then , " you answered back , " i will , be safe with him and watch out on the way home also , his keys are in his front pockets if the apartment is locked without his fingerprint , " jiro replied , you hummed , " okay , thank you so much jiro ! say hi to saburo as well , have fun at camp you two , hope to see you soon ! " you heard a goodbye and a faint ' protect ichi - nee ! ' the phone hung up as you giggle a little .

you went back into bar and saw that ichiro had fell asleep on the chair , his friends were taking care of him . as one was fanning him and the other had a glass of water in his hand , one of them saw you come back and wave to you to come over there , as you went over . his friend patted you in the back and mouthed ' good luck ' , they handed you ichiro , his arm around your shoulder . ichiro suddenly woke up but he wasn't as wild , he just rubbed his eyes and walked with you , " oh by the way , we called you guys an uber ! " his friends shouted , you nodded and you walked out with ichiro . he was still a little drunk so , it was quite hard to hold him and walk in a straight line but the uber was out there waiting for you two . both of you got in the ride and you gave the driver an address and she nodded , as she started to drive , you could feel ichiro falling asleep .

he was dozing off , right and left until he put his head on your shoulder and you blush a little as he put his hand on your thigh as well . four minute past , the driver stopped , you thanked her and paid the amount that was needed before exiting the car . you shake ichiro and he woke up but barely , he was still tired but he had enough energy to leave the car and put his arm around your shoulder as you walked him to his apartment that he shared with his brothers . you remembered jiro's advice to get his key from his back pocket but as you reached for them , ichiro's hand grabbed yours . he smirked and he pressed his thumb on to the fingerprint pad , once it opened , he grabbed you and pulled you inside .

he closed and locked the door , you both were standing in the doorway , he looked at you , " ichiro , what's going on ? " you questioned him , he didn't answer and he pulled you into a tender kiss , " i've been meaning to do that for awhile . " you blushed deeply as he started kissing you again . he started to move his hand up and down your body , you shudder a bit , as he pulled away , he lifted you up in his arms and started walking towards his bedroom . he placed you down gently on the bed and admired you , " fuck , you're so beautiful " he nuzzled his head in your neck , " i really wanna do it with you " he looked back at you and his face was flushed , you just nodded you head then smiled .

he kissed your lips softly , he moved to your neck and slowly started sucking , you moaned as he whispered into your ears , " you look so gorgeous under me . don't hold back your moans princess , i want to hear you " you blush deeply as he moved futher down . he removed your shirt and unclipped your bra , he sucked on your breast then sucked harshly on your nipple , he did this a few time on each boob then he started to move down even futher , he got to your skirt and removed it slowly , as he got to your panties , he teased you .

he guided his hand down your clit and he moved his fingers in a circular movement , you softly moaned as he removed your panties , he stuck one finger up you , you gasped . he thrusted in and out , " ah , you're so wet " he looked at you , you both locked eyes with each other as he put another finger in . he moved up to you while he was fingering you , he pulled you into a deep kiss . he bit your bottom lip causing you to open your mouth a little for him to stick his tongue in , he swirled his tongue with yours . you gasped once more as he thrusted his finger in more to the point where it reached your g - spot , you pull away from the kiss and came onto his fingers . he slid them out and chuckled , he licked your cum off , " you taste so sweet " you blushed even more and you covered your face with your hands , he pulled them off and he pecked your cheek .

he took off his shirt revealing his hard abs , you ran your hands up his stomach , he groaned while you started to feel around him , he continued to take off his belt and drop his pants . you looked at his private and you could see his bulge , you widen your eyes and wonder if it was going to fit in you , he kissed your forehead , " i'll go easy on you considering it is my first time " his sentence stopped midway and you looked shocked cause this was your first time as well , " guess we're both each others first " you laugh a little .

he smiled at you as he removed his boxer , his hard on slapped his stomach and as he started to position himself at your entrance , you felt his tip pierce your wet area . he entered slowly starting with his tip , you winced a little but he just grabbed your face and pulled you into another kiss mouthing ' it'll be okay , my darling ' . his dick fully went in , he waited for you to adjust before you nodding and him finally slowly thrusting in and out . it was pleasure and pain at the same time , he kissed you again , his movements were slow and passionate . he pulled away from the kissed and interwined your hands with his . he started to move a little faster as you moaned his name , he sucked your neck and started to leave marks , he thrusted in and out deeper and deeper every pace . you were moaning like crazy , he filled you so nicely , your guys first time was really going to be a night to remember .

as his thrusts got sloppier and sloppier , you put your arms around his neck and legs wrapped around his waist , he thrusted faster and harder , all you both could hear was skin slapping against each other with loud groans and moans heard from the both of you . you and ichiro were close to your limits , " fuck , i'm gonna cum " you moaned out with those words that came out of you , his thrusts were sloppier more then before , " cum with me , babygirl " he whisper into your ear . more thrusts came into place , as you and him came , you felt his hot fluid in you and ichiro pulled out of you , before you could catch your breathe , " i love you " ichiro said as his eyes closed and he laid right on top of you .

you were surprised and blushed deeply as you softly pulled him off of you , you got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to wash yourself before grabbing ichiro's shirt from the floor and wearing it . you went back in bed with him and laid next to him as you did , he turned back and held you close to him , you were to the point that you could hear his heartbeat . your eyes drooped and you fell slowly to sleep with ichiro holding you close .

[ the next morning ]

it was 10am , ichiro woke up first and for his surprise , he woke up with his arms around your waist , he was so shocked as he yelled , " e - e h , why is my childhood first love in bed with me and we're naked ? " for the whole world to hear . [ to be continued ]

[ sorry for the long wait and i’m very sorry for disappointing you with this horrible s m u t but honestly i had fun writing it lolololololololol anyways hope y’all enjoy even though it really is b a d also thank you lunarrin for the request ! also , scenarios will come soon after the jakurai imagine that i was planning to finish ]

[ill-doc-s-personal-nurse]

Dinner Night - Jakurai x Miho (Drabble)

After a week after their time at the cafe, Jakurai was finally visiting Miho’s home for the weekend. But one thing was for sure…

It was a mess.

With hair up in a bun, exercise clothes on, and a rag in one hand and spray in the other, Miho was tackling the place. After polishing the kitchen it was time to carry out cleaning the furniture in the living room, mainly of cat hair that had accumulated that week.

The lanky white and cream spotted cat that had shed its fur all over currently lounged in her small enclosed bed, watching every move Miho made. She set down the surface cleaner and rag on the kitchen counter before picking up the lint roller and proceeding to the couch. It took a few strips of the roller before the fabric couch was free of mainly white fur. The blanket took at least ten strips.

“There, now there’s less chance of him being stuck in cat hair,” Miho spoke to herself. While she had gotten the note from Jakurai that he didn’t mind, she knew any cat hair was a pain to remove from clothes regardless.

The next plan was to vacuum the rug. Miho picked it up from its place in the small closet and went back to the rug before she checked its battery: 75%. It was enough to clean without dying on her.

In the next moment of it turning on, Tenshi jumped out of her bed and up onto the couch. She was quick to hiss at the small red device and set herself in a defensive position.

Miho ignored her aggression at the vacuum and finished up quickly. She knew if she took too long, the cat would lunge at the electronic. Once finished with that task, Miho took care of the vacuum and visited the couch again to see the startled cat.

With Miho’s hand extended to Tenshi, she let her cat sniff her hand before moving in to scratch her ears. “You’re such a moody little girl, you know that?” A smile brought itself on Miho’s face as Tenshi headbutted her hand for more affection, which was willingly returned. Miho soon was able to get the cat in her lap and stroked Tenshi’s body, the cat purring.

“You better be on your best behavior tonight.”

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A text appeared on Miho’s phone, one from Jakurai. Miho had to move from her position on the couch in order to bring him in. Tenshi hopped off of her lap as she moved to stand up. In the time after cleaning, she made sure to change into something not as homey, but kept her hair up in its bun. She proceeded out of her apartment with keys and phone in hand, giving a quick text back to say she was on her way.

Soon she was in the lobby area and spotted Jakurai sitting in one of the chairs available. Once they made eye contact, Jakurai stood up from his seat. “Good evening,” he spoke with a polite bow.

“Good evening,” Miho greeted back with a bow of her own. “Was travel here okay?”

“It was doable. Nothing extreme.”

“Ah, that’s good to hear.” Miho paused and spoke again, “Well, we can go up to my apartment. The stairs are faster there.”

“Lead the way,” Jakurai spoke with a small smile.

They both went toward the staircase, Miho in the lead. They went up two flights before going down the hallway and stopping at a door where the hallway changed to the right. Miho unlocked the door and let Jakurai in first, him thanking her for the kind action. Miho then entered and closed the door behind her.

While the place was still tidy from the earlier clean up, Tenshi sat just a few feet from the front door, her eyes trained on the new human in her sights.

“This is Tenshi?” Jakurai asked as Miho stepped up next to him.

“Yes, she is a very sweet girl but is not that fond of new people. It may take her a while to trust you.”

Miho glanced at the jacket Jakurai was wearing. “Would you like me to take your jacket for you?”

Jakurai started to take his jacket off and spoke a thank you to her. Miho took the jacket to the closet and hung it up before walking back to the couch where Tenshi had now moved.

She gave the cat a few pats and spoke, “I did just do grocery shopping yesterday, so there should be enough options for making something.”

They both went over to the small kitchen and proceeded to look at the ingredients before deciding on a dish to make. While they were able to pull out the ingredients, it was up to Miho to retrieve the necessary cookware from the cupboards.

“This is a bit more than the general recipe says for,” Jakurai commented.

“The extra I will give to Tenshi. She eats at about this time.” Miho spoke as she washed the vegetables. She then moved them into a metal bowl and set them next to the cutting board before drying her hands. “Is that knife okay for the chicken? I haven't sharpened them recently.”

“It’s working alright.” Jakurai kept his focus on how to cut the meat with the bone still present in it.

They both worked on preparing the ingredients before moving onto the stock for the dish. While it was simple, Miho’s general habits stopped Jakurai for a moment when he saw her pull out a small stool.

“Is the powdered stock all the way up there?” Jakurai asked as he looked at where Miho set the stool.

“It is.” Miho got up on the stool and opened the cabinet. “I don’t make soup based foods often, so I put them up here…” She trailed off as Jakurai’s hand reached in before she could and pulled out the desired packet. Despite the bit of agitation she now felt, she didn’t make comment on it. “Thank you.” As she got down, Jakurai offered her a hand so she could keep balance.

Both of them continued on, the large pot being for their meal while Miho had set a much smaller pan down to cook the extra chicken and carrots she had out. While it would take a while before any of the items could be put in, there was at least one part of dinner Miho could get completed.

“What would you like to drink?” Miho asked. “I have orange juice, milk, cranberry juice, and water.”

“I’m fine with just water, thank you.”

Miho went to grab two glasses and filled both with water. She handed one to Jakurai and they both took a sip at the same time.

“I’m a bit surprised,” Jakurai spoke. The questionable look from Miho gave him the indication he could go on. “Most of the time when we’re with Doppo-kun and Hifumi you have wine or sake.”

“I do enjoy those, yes, but I don’t want to be drinking that all the time. It’s not healthy,” Miho spoke before taking a sip of her drink. “Plus those nights where we’re all together only happen about once or twice a month.”

Resolve came to Jakurai’s face after hearing that answer. “That’s good you don’t do it daily and that you are caring for your body.”

Miho gave a smile in a silent reply before it changed to one of thought. She had a question of her own to ask. “Say, may I ask why you don’t drink? I know that one episode happened on game night two months ago, but Doppo never explained to me the situation.”

A sigh left Jakurai’s lips. He wasn’t sure himself and had to think about how to explain the strangeness about the situation.

“All I know is if I take a sip, I become drunk. I don’t remember anything that happens during that period either.”

“So, your body acts as if you’re lightweight with any drinking alcohol as well?” Miho questioned.

“From what I know, yes,” Jakurai nodded his head in confirmation.

“Ah, alright.” Miho set her glass down and went over to the pot to check on its status. She looked up for a moment at Jakurai to make one more comment. “Then I’ll be more careful with drinks next time. I’m sorry about that slip up.”

“Don’t blame yourself.” Jakurai came over and stood next to her, a caring expression on his face. “You didn’t know, so don’t feel like you did wrong.”

The two of them continued on talking, Miho working on maintaining the food as it cooked as well. Much more was shared as they conversed. More about things from life were shared, mainly parts of their past that were fun and enjoyable. Soon, it was time for the food to be served and was done efficiently with both of them working together to serve it.

“Jakurai, could you please hand me one of the small bowls from the cupboard right there?” Miho pointed to the one she was asking for, which Jakurai willingly got a small ceramic bowl out of for her.

When she thanked him and took the bowl, Miho took the chicken and carrots from the small pan and put the contents into the bowl. The chunks of chicken were shredded with the cooking chopsticks efficiently before Miho walked over to where the small mat with Tenshi’s water bowl rested. She set the bowl down after it had cooled a bit as Tenshi went straight to devouring its contents once her head could reach the food.

The two of them then sat at the small dining table just on the other side of the half wall that divided the kitchen from the living room area. Their conversation started back up as they ate through the meal together.

“No, I didn’t really participate in clubs during high school,” Miho spoke.

“Why not? They’re great ways to build more friendships for sure.” Jakurai picked up some of the leek and chicken together after that.

“I had a lot of work around the house helping my father.” Miho picked up some of the food with her chopsticks but didn’t eat it just yet. “Since my mom was gone, it was up to my dad and I both to keep the place neat. He was a busy man when he still had a job too, so it was mainly me managing the house.”

“It seems the whole family gets worked to the bone then?” Jakurai knew Doppo worked way too much, now he had learned even Doppo’s uncle, Miho’s father, also was a busy businessman.

Miho nodded her head and swallowed what food she had in her mouth before speaking again. “In a sense, the Kannonzakas are cursed with being heavily worked.” She took a moment before adding on more, “But I think it also depends on time management and standing your ground too. I do feel with the new government that males in the family are having more of the issue for sure.”

“I can see that,” Jakurai noted. “The new system is supposed to be something to help, but none of us know if it will be efficient or not.”

The conversation continued on a while later. When Tenshi had finished her meal, she had started walking around Miho’s feet and peering up at the table to see what food she and Jakurai were eating.

Jakurai took another bit of his food and went to go eat it before freezing as Tenshi jumped up on the table and put her head out to sniff the contents between the chopsticks. He looked from the cat to Miho, who was glaring at her feline.

“Jakurai, no matter how cute and innocent she acts, do no give her any of it.” Miho started to tap the table with her nail and make small noises with her mouth to get Tenshi’s attention.

Jakurai slowly brought the food to his mouth and ate it, but Tenshi didn’t leave his meal alone. She proceeded to go to his bowl and start to dip her head in. It didn’t last long as Miho stood up from the table and picked the cat up.

“You are very naughty!” Miho spoke to the cat in her face and then looked at Jakurai. “I’ll be back in a moment. She’s being put in the bathroom for now.” Miho walked off with the cat to leave Jakurai in the main room. A door was shut in the small hallway a few seconds later and Miho was back at the table.

“Are you alright?” Jakurai asked.

Miho fixed a stray hair behind her ear and let out a small sigh. “I’m good, just didn’t expect Tenshi to do that, even if she’s a bit of a princess sometimes. We can eat in peace now.”

They continued on with conversation, enjoying one another’s company. One thing that felt great about the time together is how often Jakurai could see Miho smile and let out laughs. They were pleasant and made his own spirits rise even more. This meal together was definitely making his night a great one.

Although it was soon time for it to end.

Dishes were washed and set to dry. Once the last one was set down, Miho went to the small closet and pulled out Jakurai’s jacket and brought it over to him.

“Don’t want to leave without this!” She gave him a smile with it as he picked it up from her grasp.

“Thank you.”

He put it on and went to the door to leave, stopping as his hand rested on the handle. “Tonight was a nice night. Thank you for inviting me over.”

“Thank you for all the help you’ve been doing.” Miho gave him a warm smile. “I hope you have a safe travel back home.”

“Thank you, I hope you have a good night, Miho.” Jakurai bowed and then took his leave.

“I hope you have a good night too.” She was able to say it before he was out of view.

Once the door was shut, Jakurai stood there for a moment. It already felt a little less lively with saying that farewell. It was a wonderful night for sure, but why did Jakurai feel somewhat unfulfilled?

He shook his head. “Maybe I just forgot to do something today…”

And with that, he was off.

[ethereal-galaxies]

@magical-lollipops​

Lamda smiled and led the way to Nemu, figuring he knew where she'd be by that point in time. He clung to Gentaro's arm then, his opposite arm holding Moko. He really liked bringing his stuftie everywhere with him. It made him feel more comfortable and relaxed. As they walked away from his lookalike, Lamda cringed at the goodbye called after them. He... had a feeling he'd run into him again later. But for now, he just wanted to relax and spend some time with his friend now that he was feeling better.

Once they'd arrived to where Lamda thought it was most likely for Nemu to be, he knocked and called out to her. "Nemu-chan!!" His voice was a little more confident then usual. He was happy to get to spend time with the only two who really cared about him in this godforsaken, heartless prison he called home. After a moment, he pulled out his phone and sent Ramuda a text, saying that another clone had spoken to him and Gentaro that morning and that it looked like he was running out of time.

Ramuda had finalized the packing and gently got Himegimi into her carrier. She mewed at him, but he soothed her and allowed her to calm before he took the carrier out into the hall. "Hmmm, I don't think so~! We picked the room clean! Ready to go, Daisu?" He bid farewell to this hotel and to Rio who was waiting for them outside to see them off.

"Please, have a pleasant trip to Shinjuku. Dice, feel free to swing by my camp any time. Same for you, Ramuda. I'll cook you up a wonderful meal," said Rio as he watched them get into their taxi. He was glad to finally be out of the hotel, but with how close all three of them became, it was still hard to say goodbye for now. After the cab was out of sight, he began his walk back to his campsite.

Ramuda cringed at the idea of more of Rio's cooking, but he hid it well. "Bye~bee, Rio~! Thanks for everything!" he said to the retired navy vet before the cab door closed. Himegimi even seemed to be sad as she let out a mew to Rio.

He watched the town of Yokohama flow by outside the car window as he leaned against Dice, feeling content. The second DRB was not too far off though. He was both scared and excited at the prospect of openly defying Chuoku like this as Shibuya and Yokohama united as allies for a common goal. And not only that, through this, the three of them would save both Gentaro and Lamda. He knew Lamda didn't like it there. He'd been texting him back and forth, and with the recent text he'd received, it seemed like Lamda was next on the chopping block.

After a moment, he showed the text to Dice. "Daisu..." His tone was worried. They'd just made friends with Lamda not too long ago. And the fact that they could lose him scared him. And it wasn't just that. This could very well mean Gentaro's life was in danger too. They just had to save them! And they would. They would and everything would be okay again.

After a while, the taxi finally pulled up in front of Jakurai's house. It had been forever since Ramuda had last been here. He was a little concerned. What if their combined efforts weren't enough to figure out this recipe..? He sighed as he knocked on the door. He still had plans to correct his mistake, but, now with the crisis, he wasn't so sure about the timing. After a moment, he actually rang the doorbell and waited.

Dice frowned at the text. He wasn’t surprised but... he didn’t know for how long their deal with Chuoku would last. 

Jakurai looked up from where he sat on the couch. The doorbell rang and assuming it was already Ramuda and Dice arriving, he stood up and answered the door. “Ah, so it is you, Amemura- and Arisugawa.” He opened up the door and stepped back, out of the way. His home hadn’t changed at all over the years, but now it was dust-free and smelled of tea and eucalyptus. The only difference now was the space had some furniture moved for his guests.

“I’ll show you to your rooms, but for now feel free to set your things down anywhere,” Jakurai tilted his head at the carrier. “Oh? The little one...” He rubbed his head, nervously smiling, “I completely forgot to purchase a litter box for her...”

Dice shrugged. “We brought the box we had from the hotel. I cleaned it before we left, and we have some left-over litter in one of these bags...” he set down everything near the front door after entering and slipped off his shoes. 

Jakurai sighed, “Oh, good. I suppose you can set up the litterbox in the guest bathroom then. Would you like me to help you get settled? I’ve taken the day off to make sure all goes smoothly here. Oh, that reminds me. I hope you don’t mind, but Hifumi and Doppo are coming over for dinner. I let them know you were staying here and Hifumi offered to cook. I didn’t have time to go grocery shopping either beforehand so we won’t have to go anywhere tonight if he comes.”

Dice perked up, “Thanks, Jinguji-sensei.” He looked over to Ramuda, mostly checking his mood. The air between Jakurai and his friend was... a bit stiff, or at least he felt that. He started going through their bags and taking out Himegimi’s things first. 

[arni-writes-sometimes]

Miscommunication and reassurance

[Jakurai/Doppo/Hifumi piece I tried writing]

Angst/comfort

As stress and insecurities overpower Doppo, it is only a manner of time he will snap. One misplaced joke was all it took for Doppo to reveal his deeper insecurities to his two boyfriends

Words: 2.2K

[might contain mistakes, as it was written at 4am with no proofreading]

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Can today be over already? Was the only thought in Doppo’s mind as tiredly walked home from work. It seemed like today the world decided to go fully against the young man. Work was awful, more than usual. His boss appeared to be now specifically targeting Doppo for hours, searching for him to tell the young man how worthless he is. His harsh words lingered in Doppo’s mind for hours, even after the work his words remained.

All Doppo needed now was a nice cup of tea and sleep. After all, today was Friday and Doppo might allow himself to not stay up until 4 AM to do extra paperwork. He just wanted to arrive home and spend the rest of the evening with his two favourite people. Thinking of them, Dppo signed, realising that he cannot remember the last time three of them had a normal evening together. Doppo frequently if not always had extra paperwork, Jakurai had night shifts and Hifumi’s work was even busier during the weekends.

Doppo smiled a little as he walked closer to the building, seeing that the lights were turned on, meaning that at least one of them (if lucky then even both) was home. Today, he felt even more vulnerable and weak, feeling on edge as hid mind was ready with another irrational and hurtful thought.

As he entered the flat, he could smell Hifumi’s amazing cooking.

“I’m home” Doppo called out. He heard someone walking towards his direction. From the bedroom, an excited Hifumi appeared, then hugging Doppo as the latter sighed in his hold.

“Tired?” Hifumi asked, drawing comforting patterns on Doppo’s back.

“Always” Doppo answered back, feeling as if he might fall asleep right there, in Hifumi’s hold.

“I made us dinner but Jakurai and I already ate since you arrived late. I am sorry” Hifumi said, scratching his neck “But I can sit with you if you want!” he quickly continued.

“No need, it is really late anyways. Go to bed, I will join later”

“Okay! Don’t stay up~” said Hifumi, letting out a yawn and returning to their shared bedroom.

Doppo sighed. First – shower, then he would eat and finally sleep. Easy enough. As he walked past the bedroom door to bathroom, he could hear both Jakurai and Hifumi giggling and talking about something. I guess Jakurai was here too. He quickly entered the bathroom, his clean clothes prepared already by Hifumi and lying down on a washing machine.

After the delightful shower, Doppo went to the kitchen and poured himself a cup of tea, sighing at the pleasant smell. He could still hear Jakurai and Hifumi talking about something but at this point, he was too tired to try and focus. A part of him considered sleeping on the couch since it was sometimes hard for the three of them to fit into a bed. They still haven’t gotten a bigger one due to the recent number of battles and work three of them had to focus on.

It didn’t help that recently Doppo started to feel insecure about himself as a partner, often questioning why Hifumi of Jakurai would even consider him to be a potential love interest. He couldn’t help by to compare himself to them and by his comparison, Doppo always lost. Especially now that he had more work to focus on, disallowing him to spend more time with Hifumi and Jakurai. When he arrived home at almost midnight on some weekends, seeing the two of them cuddled together on a couch brought him not only happiness but also slight jealously. Some part of Doppo knew that these insecurities are irrational and that both men love him dearly, but still, more than often his anxious side won over his rational.

As he finished drinking tea and subconsciously overwhelming himself with anxious thoughts, Doppo was ready to head to bed. After contemplating for a minute where to sleep, he opted to share the bed with Jakurai and Hifumi.

After opening the door, he was finally faced with his partners. They appeared to be lying comfortably, leaving the only space for Doppo near the edge of the bed.

“Hello, Doppo, welcome back. I hope you had a pleasant day” the warm voice of Jakurai filled the room and Doppo felt himself sighing once again.

“Thank you, likewise” is all he could say, yawning and approaching the bed. He felt as if he didn’t even have the strength to hold a normal conversation, instead opting to just fall asleep. As he approached the small free space and lightly nudged Hifumi to move. He then lied down and sighed, quickly looking at the two men who laid comfortably. Allowing himself a moment of sincerity, Doppo spoke.

“Can I be in the middle tonight?” it seemed like an innocent request.

“Go away, Doppo” Hifumi said jokingly, “today is my turn to cuddle with our doctor” he chuckled, hugging Jakurai closer and lightly pushing Doppo away.

“Hifumi”

“Nah ah, you missed your chance by coming home late” the blonde continued teasing and pushing Doppo away, not realising that the man appeared to not react well, instead of the usual nudge or retort back he was silent. Dopo didn’t even try to jokingly fight back or grab onto Hifumi or the bed. Usually, Doppo responded to his jokes well. However, today Doppo just couldn’t bare it. His weak mind already constructed situations where he isn’t needed nor loved and where such jokes have a real meaning to them. This resulted in Doppo falling off the bed as he quickly started to get overwhelmed, then quickly snapping and frantically standing up.

“Doppo! Are you okay there?” Hifumi’s now anxious voice called.

Instead of answering, Doppo was silent. He felt like crying. He quickly gathered himself mentally, exiting the room, his mind cancelling out worried voices of his boyfriends asking if he is alright. Arriving to a living room, his eyes found a blanket. Doppo quickly took it and lied down on a coach, covering himself in hopes of escaping anyone. He desperately tried to get his feelings under control in order to not bring any more pain to himself or accidentally snap.

“Doppo” he heard Jakurai’s voice. God, please not him. I can’t. “Doppo, can you talk to us?” Jakurai asked, lightly putting a hand on top of Doppo’s head under the blanket.

“I’m sorry, Doppo! I am sorry I pushed you, does it hurt? I’m sorry” he could hear worried Hifumi, who as Doppo assumed, has sat on the floor waiting for Doppo to reappear from the blanket.

“I am okay, please go to sleep” he tried to fake it, hoping that his own voice won’t betray him.

“Doppo” Jakurai insisted further.

“Please, go to sleep, we are all tired” Doppo tried a different approach, trying to calm himself down.

“Doppo, this isn’t normal, are you okay?”

“Let’s go back together so we can cuddle, right Doppo?” now Hifumi spoke. Before Doppo could stop himself, he answered back

“We won’t”

“What? Why?” Hifumi’s confused voice filled the room. Jakurai was silent.

“It is not like you would allow me. I don’t want to be pushed down again. If you wanted Jakurai to yourself, you should have said so”

“Doppo, wai-“

“So you wouldn’t give me a false hope”

“False hope? I-“

“False hope that I could actually enjoy this evening for once without feeling like this. I am so tired of these feelings”

It was known that under the stress Doppo can become extremely talkative and vulnerable and in this case, he couldn’t stop himself from snapping, pulling the blanket down as tears ran down his face and his fast ramble continued.

“Nothing is enough. I am trying to fight them, yet I only feel worse. When I should be feeling happy, I can’t. I just can’t. I keep thinking to myself that all this is a cruel joke, a lie and that soon enough you will realise that you should leave me, both of you. I keep comparing myself to you two and I lose. You can’t compare trash to perfection. You can’t compare miserable to lovely. You will lose and I feel like I am constantly losing. And I am so scared to tell anyone, because it is stupid. It is so stupid that I just want to disappear. I can’t” he gulped down, panting and losing himself “I’m just tired…I’m so tired, please. I just want to feel happy. I’m tired. I’m sorry” Doppo hugged his knees, trying to further hide before he would faint from anxiety.

“Doppo…” Jakurai couldn’t find any words for a moment while Hifumi started to cry as well. Approaching Doppo

“Can I hug you?” he asked with teary eyes. Doppo only lifted his arms a little, a small gesture that said ‘yes’. Hifumi immediately brought his as close as possible as Doppo cried into Hifumi’s neck. Jakurai soon followed, wrapping his long arms around the two of them and placing multiple light kisses on top of Doppo’s head while Hifumi affectionately nuzzled into Doppo’s neck. Doppo finally felt warm, allowing his feelings to escape as he cried into Hifumi’s shoulder.

“I’m so sorry, Doppo. Please forgive me for my behaviour. I swear, I never wanted you to be away from us nor can I imagine my life without you in it” Hifumi was the first one to break the silence, hugging Doppo even closer and apologizing profusely “Please, don’t cry, Doppo. I love you so much. I won’t be leaving anytime soon”

Jakurai then followed.

“Please forgive me for not noticing your feelings sooner, Doppo. As Hifumi said, we love you dearly and cannot imagine being without you. I apologize for not acting sooner and allowing such dark thoughts to cloud your mind. I love you, my dearest Doppo. I am so proud of you for voicing your problems and feelings. I promise we won’t ever think of you less, so please, be as open with us as you can” the doctor said, one hand now stroking Doppo’s hair.

“Okay” that was all that Doppo could say through his sobbing, but it was enough for the two men.

“Let’s go get some rest. We can talk about this more tomorrow” Jakurai said, reminding the two other men that it was past the midnight at this point.

They all stood up with Jakurai and Hifumi on each side of Doppo. Hifumi then briefly stopped

“First, let’s go wash your face, Doppo” he said warmly, leading his loved to the bathroom while Jakurai brought the softest pillows and the biggest blanket to the bedroom. He then lit up a candle, hoping that the fire from it would help Doppo relax a bit. He then moved to the bed, taking the position next to the wall. After a moment, Hifumi and Doppo returned with Doppo looking a little better. His breathing seemed to be even but his cheeks remained red from crying.

Hifumi made a move to nudge Doppo to get in bed first, making the man take the middle position. He then turned off the big light, allowing the candle to be the only light source. After the three of them got in, Jakurai spoke up.

“Everyone comfortable?”

Doppo gave a weak nod while Hifumi excitedly said yes, the latter then asked if Doppo is okay with cuddling tonight or if he is too overwhelmed.

“It would be nice…but you don’t have to” Doppo’s insecure voice spoke. He didn’t really know how to behave after his outburst. A part of him desperately wanted to apologize, however he was too tired to do so.

“Of course we want to” Jakurai instead said “Which side?”

Doppo turned towards Hifumi, deciding to sleep on his left side today. This prompted Jakurai to spoon him from behind but not before stealing a goodnight kiss. His long arms wrapped around Doppo, bringing the younger man closer to his chest and warming him up. Jakurai was the first one to fall asleep, seemingly exhausted.

Hifumi meanwhile stroked Doppo’s hair, a small whisper escaping his lips.

“I’m sorry, Doppo”

“It’s okay, I am sorry for snapping at you, I shouldn’t have” Doppo whispered back.

“I understand, it is okay” Hifumi got closer, kissing Doppo cheek.

“Hifumi”

“Yeah?”

“Can I be the big spoon tonight? It has been a while and you are always taking care of me”

“Of course, but not before…” Hifumi took Doppo’s face in his hands, lazily kissing him.

“Now that I got my goodnight kiss, I am all ready” he smiled widely

“Jeez, you are too cheesy” Doppo couldn’t help but to roll his eyes.

Hifumi then settled so that his back was facing Doppo, which led the latter to bring Hifumi closer, affectively nuzzling into his neck. He now felt two of his most important people next to him. After couple of minute, Doppo could feel that Hifumi had fell asleep. Feeling both Jakurai’s breath on his neck and the smell of Hifumi’s shampoo, Doppo finally felt free, allowing himself to relax. Tomorrow, the three of them would talk about what happened. But knowing that their love for him won’t change, Doppo felt at ease, ready to confront his insecurities, one small step at a time.

[missramu]

Back with the kisses!

Hiya! I know it's been a while, but, good news! Have some sappy JKRM beach episode

Kiss number 26: as an apology

“Are you ready, hun?”

The doctor asked while he went down the checklist. Organized as he was, he insisted on checking every item that was lying by the sofa right in front of him, in order to make sure they wouldn’t forget to bring anything important. It was finally August, and Jakurai’s summer holidays had just started. And, with that, their summer trip.

“Ngh-- Almost! Oof!--”

Replied the younger one, as he tried to close a small suitcase by sitting on top of it. Jakurai, intrigued by his partner’s frustrated noises, went to see what was going on in their bedroom. As soon as he stepped inside, he found the designer struggling with his luggage.

“What on earth could you be possibly packing, Ramuda-kun? We’re going to stay at the hotel for a week, not a month.”

The doctor said that mockingly, but Ramuda stopped right on the spot, looking at him as if he just asked the most stupid of questions. How dare he question his fashion needs?

“And? You never know when you will need fancy clothes! What if I need more shirts because I get mine dirty? Or--!”

Jakurai sighed, drawing a half-smile on his face. This was their usual procedure, after all. Ramuda insisted on packing –excessively– extra clothing, and he had the task of making him see he didn’t need that many.

“You never cease to amaze me.”

After a quick rearrangement and a couple of pouty faces, Jakurai made the pink-haired man realize it was alright to leave behind a three-piece suit –which he wouldn’t have needed anyway– as well as, at least, 7 extra shirts and tees. No need to say that it took them a little while, because Ramuda was stubborn and refused to leave without the garments, but the doctor managed to convince him. He just knew too well how to deal with him at this point.

“It’s good to be ready ‘just in case’, but that was… exaggerated”

Once everything was settled, Jakurai checked his mental list again, trying to recall if something was missing. Meanwhile, Ramuda fastened his sandals and waited at the entrance, swinging his feet back and forth playfully.

“Good thing we’re driving there, cuz if we had to take a train, we’d have probs missed it by now”

The taller man raised an eyebrow as a response, turning to face him.

“Says the one who made us lose our time because he couldn’t decide whether he should bring a blue or yellow sweatshirt on August”

“But!-“

“A sweatshirt. August.”

Ramuda puffed, unwilling to recognize his defeat. The doctor gave him a small pat on the head, offering him his suitcase as a truce.

“Let’s go, then. Our holiday awaits, doesn’t it?”

The younger’s gloomy face suddenly lit up, and it only took the designer a small jump to stand on his feet again. He waited with their luggage outside –since he was already wearing shoes– while the doctor checked every door and window. He knew they had asked their teammates to keep an eye on their apartment just in case, but he couldn’t help but double-check before leaving.

“C’mon, Jaku! It’s gonna be night by the time we arrive!”

It was undeniable that the younger man was excited. Sure, he had the liberty to have his holidays whenever he felt like –benefits of self-employment–, but going on vacation together felt… different. It felt better, just like the old Kuujaku Posse days. It wasn’t their first trip together, he knew that. The designer could never forget their training camp, after all. However, he was beyond excited: it was their first trip to the beach since he got the mastectomy. Ramuda couldn’t wait, and Jakurai was also looking forward to it.

As soon as they got everything in the car and were ready to go, the doctor started driving to their destination: Oarai Sun Beach. They were in for a ride that would be two hours long, which the designer was planning to spend between snacks and Instagram stories while his partner drove. Besides that, Ramuda had a self-imposed duty in every single one of their road trips, and that was to take pictures of the scenery and, more importantly, of his boyfriend. Jakurai wasn’t the only one fascinated by his partner; and the younger man loved to see how every single scenery and light managed to boost up his partner’s mature beauty.

The hours went by, and before they could realize it, they were already reaching their destination. The pink-haired man screamed enthusiastically as he saw the sea through the window, losing interest even on the snacks he was eagerly devouring merely 30 seconds ago. After 20 minutes or so, they arrived at the hotel, did the check-in, and rushed to the beach. Jakurai would have loved to take his time, but his partner’s actions didn’t seem to agree with his ideas.

Energetic as always, Ramuda rushed towards the sea as soon as he saw it from the seafront promenade, without caring about the sun cream nor leaving his tee somewhere that wasn’t the sand after launching it. That took Jakurai by surprise –although he should have seen that coming–, quickly finding himself running after his partner, as if he was running after a dog who had something in his mouth that he wasn’t supposed to have.

“AMEMURA-KUN! CAREFUL! THE BODY MUST ACCLIMATE SLOWLY! –“

The designer laughed at the top of his lungs, ignoring his partner’s yelling. Having fun was his top priority right now.

“Oh, shoo! Don’t be such a party pooper! The water’s warm!”

The doctor stopped at the shore, sighing. The younger man was already splashing around in the water, and there was nothing he could do against that. Oh well, at least he was happy.

“You could have waited until I had prepared everything here… Or until you had cream on”

He complained again, as he picked up the t-shirt from the sand, shaking it a little before folding and putting it inside the bag. While the designer was swimming around, the doctor started to set up their beach umbrella, as well as two chairs and a small fridge. He watched Ramuda having the time of his life, now free from the burden of having to wear swimming t-shirts and a binder under it. He could see his boyfriend jump, swim and run in the beach with a liberty he hadn’t had before; and, for him, that was enough to make the trip worth it.

The taller man took his time with the sun cream, and he headed to the water only after being sure it was absorbed. The pink-haired man didn’t hesitate to approach him, sporting a pink and white striped short swim trunk, decorated with lollipops. It was part of his new summer collection, as well as Jakurai’s: his had a light-grey and white plaid pattern and was knee-length. Although it wasn’t as colourful as Ramuda’s, it still had his touch, since it had little lilac plum blossoms around, as well as lilac laces.

Spontaneous as ever, the smaller man jumped into the doctor’s back, taking his chance to braid his hair and make said braid into a low bun. He left a kiss on his partner’s shoulder before jumping back into the water, splashing around once again.

“I wonder how many ways of braiding my hair you know”

Ramuda laughed cheerfully, swimming by Jakurai’s side as he entered the water.

“I’ve always liked to do your hair! So there’s nooo absolute way I’ll ever stop doing so!”

Jakurai stopped walking as soon as the water reached his waist, took a deep breath and submerged for a couple of seconds. Ramuda clapped and followed him to do the same, only to find out that, while that depth was acceptable for Jakurai, it covered his chest and almost his neck. The doctor tried to suppress a laugh at the scenery of his partner floating because of his short height, but in the end, the effort was in vain.

“What’s so funny?! Not everyone’s a damn tower, you know!”

Jakurai laughed again, picking the designer up and letting him sit on his shoulders.

“Then, how does it feel to be one, then?”

The pouts and complains quickly were changed by laughter, as he held tight onto his head, watching his surroundings from his privileged seat.

“It feels… weird! But it’s also funny! It’s like I could crush everyone under my feet like widdle ants!”

They both laughed at the designer’s comparisons, and after a couple of minutes, he took the freedom to launch himself back into the water from his shoulders, swimming somewhere where he could reach without problem –or, at least, stand–. Pitying him, Jakurai followed his partner and stood by his side once he found the perfect depth for himself: now the water was at Ramuda’s waist level, and barely reached Jakurai’s hip.

“That’s on you for being so tall, you know”

The doctor sighed, shaking his head.

“And there’s nothing I can do about that either, my little one”

Ramuda splashed him in response, cracking a laugh. Accompanied by that laugh, the doctor saw behind his blue eyes that he had mischief planned. Whatever it could be, he had no idea.

Like a shark ready to attack its victim, the younger man kept watching his partner closely. The doctor realized his gaze upon him, and although he was ready to counteract, he didn’t pay too much attention to it. He thought that, perhaps, Ramuda would get tired of waiting and would eventually forget whatever he had in mind ready to mess with him. However, he was wrong in thinking that, and he definitely should not have let his guard down. It is not as if he had ever had his guard up around Ramuda, after all.

As soon as the designer noticed him trying to go out of the water, he ambushed. His plan was to run towards him and throw him back into the water. Still, it was quickly thwarted by Jakurai’s height; since he just kind of stumbled against his legs on an attempt to sink him.

“OH, C’MON!”

Jakurai watched him bump against him, raising an eyebrow with curiosity. Ramuda crossed his arms with frustration, sitting in the water by his side.

“Was that your attempt at… sinking me?”

“Yes! And it didn’t work!”

The lilac-haired man laughed playfully, ruffling the younger’s wet hair.

“I’m sure you can do better than that”

Obviously, Ramuda took that personally. He got up and sat back in the shore, arming himself with patience. There, he waited until the doctor tried to leave the water again, and prepared his attack once more: this time, he charged against Jakurai’s knee pits and successfully made him fall into the water. What he didn’t plan, though, was that he would fall with him too, making a splashing mess that could have ended in broken bones if it weren’t for the doctor’s quick reflexes.

“What were you thinking now, Amemura-kun? You could have hurt yourself! What if I had fallen on top of you? Did you think we could have gotten serious bruises, or even worse?”

The designer quivered at his partner’s angry tone, lowering his head while he was being scolded. He just wanted to joke around, but ended up taking it so seriously that he didn’t really think it through. The fact that surprised the designer was that Jakurai wasn’t concerned at all about himself, but rather about him.

“I’m… I’m sorry…”

He replied in a quiet voice, looking at Jakurai with honest puppy eyes. The doctor tried to hold his ground, but Ramuda did know well his weaknesses. He clicked his tongue, sitting on the shore and placing his boyfriend on his lap.

“Are you alright? Does it hurt somewhere?”

The designer climbed onto his lap, hugging him and leaving a shy kiss on the taller-man’s lips. Jakurai replied tenderly, pressing him against himself in an embrace, as he realized it was Ramuda’s silent apology.

“Next time you’re tempted to do such a thing, at least do it where the water covers me”

Ramuda nodded, and said gesture earned him another kiss as a way of settling things up.

[mc-doppomine]

30 Days of Hypmic Challenge

Day 3: Favorite Division

Represent Shinjuku!

I’m sure that’s not a surprise to anyone that wandered on this sideblog. Like... *stares at name* *stares at avatar and background* I hope that wasn’t a surprise. But I will say Matenrou was surprise contender for me. Because I think when I first stumbled onto Hypnosis Mic, I read like rough translations of the profiles (I don’t know why a wiki never occurred to me) and I was like ‘this sounds so crazy, it almost feels stupid.’ Like you ever see a mash of things and just think how this feels like the set up to a really bad joke? A doctor, a host and a salaryman walk into a bar--does that not sound like some set up?

I think what changed that for me was both Rhyme Anima and hearing Battle Battle Battle for the first time. Like what sold me was the fact, you find a dead body and your first instinct isn’t actually phoning the cops but calling your dumbass friend to be like ‘why is there a dead body in our house?!’ And then both of you proceeding to still not call the cops but phone your responsible friend to be like ‘hey, we found a dead body in our home and the cops are coming, please help us.’ And there was no real questioning of the whole ordeal? That’s real homie stuff there. I believed from the jump that these guys were friends. True friends. 

And then I would say I jumped into the real strength of their music, which I feel are them as rap battlers. I think their best performances are in relation to DRB, which I feel fits them as they are not harming or (purposely) malicious to anyone until they have to be. Which I feel is both cool and scary at the same time. I think Jakurai’s chill remaining the same but his intensity changing is great. I think Hifumi is really good at finding the places to poke where it hurts, he’s like a middle schooler. He makes fun of you but in an accurate way. And Doppo is a dog that’s been let off the leash and y’all better fucking run because he gets a hold of you. And that combination is a force. Someone remarked their material in relation to DRB looks like some final boss material and I agree. 

Sadly I would say that I felt like I got to their strongest and then it went down from there. Not that their stuff was bad, I don’t think there’s many songs I hate. But I think half their group songs are absolute bangers and then the other are okay. It kind shows the eccentric bit of their dynamic, which can still be...off. I think Hifumi’s solo songs took the longest to grow on me and I think it’s mainly because at this point the word champagne is dead to me from it. 

I would say time for rumination and admittedly fanfiction gave me a better appreciation of their dynamic. Like I feel like Jakurai’s initial reaction was best put by him in first drama track ‘because it is interesting.’ A curiosity and maybe a chance to help save someone else. But I don’t think he expected to end up finding sanctuary in the two he set out to save. And he is pensive about it but also unable to leave either. I see it as the one bit of selfishness that Jakurai can’t hope to part with. And he serves as a grounding force to Doppo and Hifumi as they are both ‘flighty’ in their own way and despite all of them being apart of the dark of their town, he keeps it from swallowing either of them. 

Doppo’s seems a bit harder to place since some seem to place that he is like a child that has be cared for by Hifumi and Jakurai. And admittedly, he does have hard times and he does need them to pull him from his own self-destruction. But he is endlessly kind and I believe those two are only ones truly see this silent strength and support that he lends. And for both of them, they do not necessarily someone ‘loud’ about that support because either an unwitting pride (Jakurai) and just needing a hand to hold (Hifumi). In addition to that, Doppo is likened to a dog because of his viciousness as rapper but I see it also fitting because he’s like a guard dog to both of them. He’d put his body and self on the line if it meant the safety of the other two. He’s not standing by for anyone’s disrespect of them, I mean he was willing to face the force he knows could wipe him off the face of the earth to defend Jakurai’s honor (FP vs MTR when they first arrived) and protect Hifumi from the source of his trauma (BAT vs MTR), who could utterly destroy him.

Hifumi’s I’ve only become a bit more acquainted with because it seemed so straight forward at first. He’s the sunshine of the team, probably why he’s designed as he is. I mean if you notice in their parts in group songs, he hypes up the others and his voice is distinctly lighter in tone and material than the other two. Weirdly, Hifumi is also the one with the most sense in Matenrou. That sounds so strange if you know his personality and his penchant for trouble but like he pushes past the eccentricities to get to the heart of Jakurai and Doppo. And Jakurai probably doesn’t feel he needs anyone to see that aspect of him but he has to compete with Hifumi’s straightfowardness and stubborness, which he actually loses against a lot. And Doppo is long accustomed to it because he’s probably had his heart open to Hifumi for years but still touchy because of how bright Hifumi seems. Although also simply, Hifumi is the one that actually looks out for the basics that the other two seem to over look a lot. 

I have a lot of feels of this guys and probably could write a whole thing on them but this is already long so I’mma end it with...anyone else notice that these guys are the one power of friendship team? Like their whole team only works because they genuinely like each other and want better for/defend their friends. A lot of the other divisions have a friendship, don’t get me wrong, but if you notice in the 2nd DRB season, a lot of the original ones are having arcs where they are figuring out that yes indeed they are friends and they have each other’s backs. (Only exception probably being Bad Ass Temple, which is probably why they were paired against each other). But Matenrou on the other hand were already at that point. This season was more to emphasize that they’re not fair-weather. Like they’re willing to go through the mud and pain that could be faced when you say that you are a confidant and ‘there’ for your friends. Which is why regardless of how ever they are seen as, I believe they possess such a strong and beautiful love that while unreal, is nevertheless a light and warmth within the dark.

[missramu]

Fishing lesson

Hello there! Enjoy another one of the kiss prompts!

Kiss number 22: in a rush of adrenaline

Matenro, the division from Shinjuku, had an entertaining tradition. Every once in a while, whenever their days off coincided with each other’s, they would go fishing. It was a hobby Jakurai had in common with Hifumi, and Doppo ended up tagging along with them. This weekend would be no different, and the doctor even made a reservation to have a guaranteed spot...

If it wasn’t for Doppo’s boss.

“I am truly sorry, sensei… I am just garbage, the worst kind you can find, and I ruined our day out…-“

The salaryman apologised, showing once again his low self-esteem, and sounding pitiful even during a phone call. Jakurai felt he wasn’t helping Doppo enough during their appointments.

“Do not worry, Doppo-kun. Don’t say such things, as it is not your fault after all. We will go fishing the next time, alright? There’s no need to be so hard on yourself…”

Jakurai cut him during his speech, not wanting Doppo to deprecate himself. He knew well his teammate was sorry, so everything the doctor needed to do for him was to reassure and calm him down. After all, Doppo didn’t ruin a single thing nor was his fault. If it was someone’s fault, it would be his boss for not respecting his leisure time. As he had predicted, Hifumi would make him company in order to finish Doppo’s tasks as soon as possible, so it would be just him at the fishing centre this time.

After –once again– reassuring the couple at the other line of the call that it was going to be all right, he hanged up the phone, making a half smile as he put it back on his pocket. He found lovely how Hifumi could be so devoted to his partner, sacrificing his own day off to help him and keep him company. With his teammates still on his mind, he started gathering his supplies: fishing rod, a replacement reel, lures and everything else he could need.

Just when he was going to leave his house, his phone buzzed again, this time receiving a call from someone completely different.

“Hey hey old coot! Whatcha doing on this loooovely Saturday morning?”

Ramuda’s voice announced him as cheerful as usual. Of course, who else would call him during his free day?

“Why, good morning to you too, Ramuda-kun. I was about to go fishing-“

He announced, holding his phone with his shoulder as he fetched his car keys, opening the vehicle’s trunk to start packing his gear.

“Ohh, one of your booring hobbies? Lemme guess, you’re going with your teammates, right?”

The fashion designer laughed at the other side, rummaging through his desk to pick a lollipop to unwrap and enjoy.

“That was our initial plan, yes”

Jakurai left out a heavy sigh, deciding that his gear could wait for a little, as he found himself incapable of holding the phone with his shoulder as Doppo could do.

“What do you mean with initial?”

Curious, the younger man popped the candy out of his mouth, paying real attention to Jakurai.

“I mean that they cannot come this time, so I am going alone”

“Boo-hoo, then Jakurai must be feeling soooo lonely!”

His curiosity changed to a tone that could be considered a mock or real concern. The doctor, knowing his partner, interpreted his words like what they were: something in between; real concern disguised with jokes, because that’s just how Ramuda was. Jakurai laughed softly, shaking his head a little.

“Why don’t you come with me, if you are so concerned about me being lonely?”

A small gasp was heard at the other end of the call, audible enough for Jakurai to notice the fashion designer’s surprise.

“Uh-mhhhh, fishing sounds a bit too boring for someone like me, but I guess I could go and make you some company! Don’t want my old man to be all gloomy!”

That was Ramuda’s way to announce that he was free and willing to go with him, if only he was honest enough to recognize he wanted to spend the day together with his lover.

“Alright then. I’ll be at your place in 30 minutes, so get ready. I guess you do not have a rod, do you?”

“Nuh-uh! As I told ya, I’ve never went fishing. You see, I don’t have grandpa’s hobbies!”

“Very funny, Ramuda. I’ll lend you one of mine, then”

“Wow, so cool! Thank you babe! See you real soon!”

Before Jakurai could reply, Ramuda ended the call, leaving the older man wondering whether he liked or not to be called “babe”. Letting that aside, he finally got everything in the car and, before heading to Shibuya, he came back home and fetched another rod for his new companion.

As scheduled, the doctor was in front of Ramuda’s shop just in time, only to see Ramuda was waiting for him. Jakurai chuckled, not expecting him to take fishing so seriously. He was dressed with a knee-length jean overall full of patches, a plain and short-sleeved blue crop top, matching sneakers and bucket hat.

“I didn’t imagine you would take this so seriously”

The doctor announced jokingly, rolling down the window and inviting the designer in.

“I must follow the aesthetic, you know!”

Replied the designer, opening the door and hopping in the passenger’s seat, grabbing the seatbelt and securing it. He then kissed his partner on the cheek as a greeting, giving him a paper bag.

“And I got you something too! You gotta be fashionable if I’m coming with you. I can’t let you ruin my reputation as a top designer”

Sceptically, Jakurai took the bag before starting up his van, checking what was inside. The contents surprised him, as he was expecting a present like the one he received last time –when Ramuda gifted him that one hat with the “women want me, fish fear me” phrase–. This time it was also a hat, but a decent one. One Jakurai could wear without having everyone’s eyes on him. The doctor smiled, putting it on and kissing his partner’s cheek.

“Thank you for gifting me this. I shall cherish it”

Ramuda giggled, opening a lollipop and lifting it cheerfully.

“You’re soo cheesy! I just wanna see you dressing fashionable for once, and not like a grandpa!”

Soon enough, the couple headed to the fishing centre, Jakurai driving back to Shinjuku. The ride was short and full of bickering from Ramuda to Jakurai and vice versa, since the doctor couldn’t help but fall right into the other man’s shenanigans.

After parking the car, they both got out of the car –Ramuda previously put on a pair of sunglasses–, got the fishing gear, and proceeded to go in. The staff welcomed the older man, as he was a regular there; and was asked about where did his teammates were as well as who his new companion was. It didn’t take them longer to realize he was the leader of Shibuya division, because Ramuda soon started to behave like, well, like him. The room was soon filled with cheers echoing how cute he was, as the designer was laughing and taking pictures with everyone that wanted one.

“I’m glad you’re already having fun, Amemura-kun. I can’t wait to see how will you react to fishing itself”

Jakurai waited for the crowd to calm down, heading right to his partner and gently reminding him what were they going to do. The smaller man put his phone back on his pocket, grabbing his boyfriend’s hand and going with him to the ponds.

“Since it’s your first time, I should tell you about this place”

The older man led the way, waltzing around fellow fishermen and families that went to enjoy their day.

“This is the Ichigaya Fish Center. People from both Shinjuku and other places frequent it, and, as you can see, it is family friendly. That’s because they don’t have a focus on professional fishing, having a small pond with goldfish that’s very popular among children”

Seeing his usual spot free, Jakurai went there, placing everything –starting by opening their chairs– down. Ramuda launched himself to the chair, enjoying the remains of his lollipop while the doctor continued his explanations.

“Since it’s your first time fishing, I’ll guess you don’t know how a rod works, am I right?”

“Yup! I mean, I know that you have to use a bait and things like that…”

Ramuda stopped mid-sentence, appearing paler and frowning.

“Wait wait waaaait a minute there. I’m totally NOT touching a worm, for your information!”

Jakurai laughed, sitting by Ramuda’s and starting to assemble both rods.

“Rest assured, it is not allowed to use live baits. They only permit mashed baits, so you will not be touching any worms”

The young man let out a relieved sigh, now intrigued by the doctor’s assembling task. He would ask him whenever he got a question, no matter how silly it could be; and Jakurai replied with pleasure, thanking Ramuda’s interest. It didn’t take them long to be completely ready, Jakurai handing Ramuda a rod and making sure he was holding it right.

“Always make sure to tie the knot tightly. A bad knot may make you lose a good catch. Understood?”

“Right and clear, mister!!”

And, like that, Jakurai taught his partner how to throw the rod, what led to a couple of failed attempts –where a fisherman’s hat was related, as well as an apology for “fishing” his hat– and a final success that made Ramuda enthusiastic enough to keep going.

“It’s important to know that fishing takes patience. Do you think yourself capable of such thing?”

Jakurai joked, receiving a pout as a reply from the pink haired man.

“I can be pretty patient if I want, humph!”

“Alright then. Keep an eye on your bobber, and if you see it shaking, then a fish is nibbling on the bait. If you see it going completely under the surface, quickly set the hook before losing the fish”

“Aand… How do I do that?”

His question was answered with actions: a fish happened to nibble on Jakurai’s bait, and he took that as an opportunity to teach Ramuda.

“It’s simple. You just have to do this–“

As soon as the bobber submerged completely, the doctor quickly rose the pole, pointing it straight in the air.

“By doing this, the fish will swing to you. Like that, you will have successfully catched a fish”

The designer looked at him in awe, amazed by the scene –and by how hot the doctor when he rose the pole–. He set down his rod and rushed to Jakurai, who was now holding his catch gently.

“Remember to hold it carefully. Pond fishes don’t usually have sharp teeth, but you may find fishes with spiny fins and, overall, they are very slippery. You have to hold them behind the head, without fear and gently”

Ramuda looked at the carp full of curiosity, admiring how his partner was holding it. He estimated that it was about 60 centimetres long, and laughed at the sight of its moustache.

“Before releasing it back, we remove the hook with these–”

Jakurai motioned to his other hand, showing a pair of needle-nose pliers. He took out the hook with ease, showing his skills and how accustomed he was to the activity, leaving Ramuda to wonder for how long he has been fishing.

The younger man took out his phone, making the doctor pose for a picture. Jakurai agreed happily, letting him take a picture.

“This is bringing back some memories! I used to be your teacher, but you’re the one teaching me now!”

They both smiled bitter-sweetly, remembering the old TDD days. The bitterness didn’t last long, because now everything was in the place it should be. No more misunderstandings that could make everything tangle up the way it was tangled before.

“Now it’s your turn, Ramuda-kun. Show me what you can do”

As soon as the picture was taken, Jakurai put the fish back on the pond, watching it swim away before sitting back and launching again his rod.

“Alright! Well then, here we go!”

Ramuda launched his pole, looking to Jakurai occasionally in order to check if he was doing it right. After he reassured him, he gazed again to the bobber, frowning as he focused on the task.

“UGH! This is taking forever! Why don’t they come faster?! Silly fishes!”

As the older man had anticipated, after 10 minutes motionless, his partner lost what little patience he had.

“What was the first thing I told you before starting, Ramuda-kun?”

“That it takes patience…”

He replied, somewhat irritated and frustrated.

“And what did you answer?”

Jakurai kept the conversation going, taking his chance to bicker the designer.

“Geez, I know, I know! I gotta wait! Now shut up, old coot!”

The lilac haired man laughed, launching his rod back in the water and providing Ramuda with small talk to help him overcome dullness. As someone who had lots of energy, he needed to be in constant movement; and activities such as fishing could be frustrating due to long waiting times and needing to be calm and quiet. For that, they kept talking about whatever topic they could find, keeping the designer entertained and focused –not losing his patience was the main goal–.

Their counting, after a while, was still negative for Ramuda. Jakurai managed to catch three medium sized carps and a big one, whereas the younger man only had a couple of failed attempts.

“I swear if I don’t get one the next time, I’m launching this stupid rod to the pond and never coming back!”

The doctor could notice how this was more frustrating than entertaining for his partner, and started to feel sorry for bringing him here. But the feeling didn’t last long, because soon enough Ramuda’s bobber went underwater again.

“Now, Ramuda-kun! Do it as I taught you, quickly!”

The designer reacted swiftly and, thanks to his efforts, he finally succeeded and raised the pole straight, catching his first fish. He grabbed it just like Jakurai told him to, and right after taking out the hook, he started to jump enthusiastically, laughing with pride and showing off his “prize”.

“Look!! I got it, I got it!!”

He couldn’t help but laugh, smiling widely for his picture. The doctor felt relieved, letting his recent thoughts go away, washed by his lover’s laugh.

“Yes, you did it very well. Congratulations on your first catch, my love”

Moved by the adrenaline, Ramuda jumped to kiss him after releasing the carp, clutching to the doctor’s neck and trusting him to hold him. The kiss was eagerly replied, Jakurai caressing his hair after putting him down again. The designer’s broad and sincere smile was something he would never get tired of watching.

“See? You just needed to be patient”