SENORITA — l. jy.
SYNOPSIS The hotel you work at isn’t the best. You wish to quit, so you won’t have to hear your manager yelling at you all the time. You could easily quit the job. But what’s stopping you from leaving? The bellboy you work with. You swear the day you started working there, you fell in love with that one bellboy. But after one fake date with him, you may want him to call you another name.
PAIRING bellboy!juyeon x fem!server!reader
GENRE fluff, crack, friends to lovers, fake dating au
WARNINGS profanity, gossiping, nicknames (love & senorita), a lot of pda (public display of affection), mentions of a threat
NOTE THIS FANFICTION IS PURE FICTION, ALL THE IDOLS MENTIONED IN THIS HAVE NOTHING TO DO WITH THEIR ACTUAL LIFE. THIS IS A NON-IDOL ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE.
AUTHORS NOTE my first oneshot, im so glad i was able to finish it (considering i NEVER finish my oneshots) happy bday to juyo and i hope you’ll all enjoy this ^^
☆ playlist — «love you so call me senorita»
WORD COUNT 4.4k
You could say you don’t like your job. You enjoy being a waitress, you just wish you didn’t work at a hotel. You would hear your manager yelling at you or your co-workers every day. At this point, you’ve gotten used to her voice. Every time you’d stumble upon her in the hallways, you would swiftly walk the opposite way. You hate your boss to guts—sometimes you wish for her to stumble on a rock or step on one of her son's legos. Either way, you wish her poor luck. You could easily resign from working at the hotel.
You’ve seen multiple of your co-workers leave because of your shitty boss. You’ve tried so hard to send a resignation letter but every time you’d try to fill one out, there’s this burden inside you that makes you not want to quit. You’ve forced yourself to quit but you were never able. You asked yourself why you weren’t able to quit. You soon acknowledged it was because you didn’t want to leave something. You could say you didn’t want to leave someone. Who is this certain individual?
Lee Juyeon.
Juyeon is this bellboy that works with you. You could say you’re friends with him but you only spoke a few times. You had short conversations with him but you weren’t able to have a full one with him. You constantly saw him at the hotel but never anywhere else. You enjoyed being around him so you told yourself to stay at the hotel so that you could see him. Maybe he saw you as a companion, but you saw him as a crush. You never liked someone as much as you adored Juyeon. You weren’t sure how you began to like him. Possibly it was because of the way he spoke to you.
“You don’t need men, just quit already!” Yoon mentioned as you two were wiping the tables. Yoon was the only person you told about your tremendous fixation on Juyeon, yet she has some sort of grudge against him.
“Yeah I don’t need men, I need Juyeon,”
“You don’t need him, there’s plenty of other guys just like him,”
“You don’t understand me,” you stopped wiping the tables to chat with Yoon properly, “Juyeon is… Juyeon.”
“And what’s so unique about him?” She plopped the towel and sat on the table next to you.
“It’s just… There's something about him that causes my heart to flutter. Every moment he smiles at me when we encounter each other in the hallways, it drives me to feel vulnerable,”
“I gagged a bit but cute, I guess,” Yoon admitted. You rolled your eyes and told her to get off the table. You checked the time and it was already time for you to clock out.
“I’m going to go, see you at school Yoon,” you quickly left Yoon to go grab your stuff. You held your bag and departed the hotel. The atmosphere was dim and you could only glance at a few cars parked. You weren’t confident if you could walk home contemplating how dark it was outside.
“It’s pretty dark out, not safe to walk home,” a familiar voice spoke.
“Hey Juyeon,” you turned around to notice Juyeon playing with his car keys.
“Want a ride?” You weren’t sure if you wanted Juyeon to bring you home. He wasn’t a dangerous person, you simply felt awkward around him. But he was right, it was somewhat risky to go walking at night alone. You couldn’t say anything so you nodded.
He ushered you to his car and suggested you sit in the front—since the rear seats were filled with his belongings. When you entered, you weren’t surprised to see everything so neat. You could feel your heart racing so you examined everywhere but him. The first few minutes of the car ride were a bit awkward. You two never spoke a word and you could only hear music coming from the radio. He broke that stillness when he asked you a question that caught you off guard.
“Will you be my girlfriend?” he uttered. You were speechless, you couldn’t say anything. Out of the blue? You, his girlfriend? You spoke up and managed to say a few words,
“I’m sorry?” You were perplexed as to why he told you that.
“Oh, I didn’t get to clarify the wedding part,” he cleared up his throat, “I’m attending a marriage in a few days, my mother’s wedding. She anticipates me bringing my girlfriend except... She broke up with me about a month ago. I haven’t informed her about the news and I plan on telling her on the day of her wedding. I solely need you to pretend to be my new girlfriend for the wedding, that’s it.'' He was mum after.
You were trying to process what the hell he was saying. Could you help? Maybe a day with your crush wouldn’t be so bad.
“Alright,” you looked at him and made eye contact only for you to get redden.
“Really?” you nodded.
“Just tell me the details about the wedding,” He smiled at you so sincerely—something you’ve never seen before.
“You didn’t respond to my calls or texts last night,” Yoon grumbled on your locker, “Where did you go last night?”
“Home?” you answered her with disarray. She scoffed at your response and laughed it off.
“Then why did I witness you enter Juyeon’s car?” In all honesty, you wish you could tell Yoon what occurred, but she would think you’re hiding something from her—which you are. You weren’t convinced you could tell the truth or deny it; she was waiting for a response.
“Because he was nice enough to take me home,”
“Yeah, his home.”
“He brought me to my place, he never did anything to me.” Well, he never did anything wrong to you. All he did was ask you to be his girlfriend—that’s not bad, right?
You nervously smiled at her. You weren’t in the mood to tell her the whole fake relationship. You could tell her that you’re dating him but she would start becoming suspicious about it.
She raised an eyebrow and replied with “Okay…” and fled for class.
You sighed in relief, you had to tell Yoon about it. Before leaving for class, you received a text from Juyeon.
Juyeon: wanna go on a date after school?
Juyeon: to get prepared for the wedding next week
Of course, he was going to say that, you understood he saw you as a friend. It wouldn’t be normal for friends to go on a date—you just wish you were more than friends.
Y/N: ofc, you can choose the place
Juyeon: :)
You head straight to class and make an effort to forget about Juyeon.
The day went by so fast, it was already the end of your last class and you were relieved to go home. You went to your locker to grab your stuff and left quickly. As you walked towards the exit of your school, people would gaze at you and then gossip about you. It was normal to be talked about by your peers but the more you walked, the more they kept staring at you. It wasn’t ordinary and you knew something was going on.
“Aren’t you supposed to be going to the parking lot?” Yoon arose to you. You were confused about why you had to go to the parking lot. You don’t drive and your family doesn’t bother to pick you up, so why did you have to go?
“This is my way to go home,” you smiled and ignored her.
“Mr. Bellboy is waiting for you outside!” she shouted. You halted, remembering the date. You had completely forgotten that you had a date with Juyeon.
You ran to the opposite side of the school—where the parking lot was. You were lucky you were pretty fast, you felt bad for nearly ditching Juyeon. If it wasn’t him that asked you out, you would ditch them. You reached the parking lot and saw that same car from yesterday, except Juyeon, was waiting outside of it. His attire was a bit formal and here you were stuck in your school uniform. He grinned and waved at you. You quickly made your way to his car, to avoid the glares from fellow students.
He entered the car with you and noticed how gloomy you looked, “What’s wrong?”
You sighed and shook it off. You didn’t feel like telling him that there were a bunch of students talking shit about you for going on a date with a super hot guy, so you told him it was schoolwork.
Instead of ignoring you and driving off to your destination, he held his arms out—gesturing for a hug. His gesture confused you a little, was he reaching out for something or did he want a hug? You found it sweet how he was kind enough for a hug, knowing that you didn’t want to vent your problem to him. In return, you accepted his hug. It was a soft and sincere one. You could sense other making stares at you but you didn’t mind at all. With Juyeon, it felt different. Although you two weren’t close, you were already comforted. You two were awkward after that hug and Juyeon was quick to apologize for it.
“I know a great place to go, not sure if you’ll like it,” he smiled.
“I’ll like it regardless of the place, as long as I'm with you,” you uttered out of nowhere—not realising what you said. It took you a while to realise which got you flustered.
“Just drive,” you muttered. He eventually loosened himself and drove.
The destination wasn’t too far but you weren’t familiar with the street. He took you to a fancy-looking restaurant, you weren’t sure if it was expensive judging by the outside. He got out of the car and opened your door, only to see him stretching out his hand for yours.
“When we walk in, I want you to always hold my hand,” you clasped his hand and vacated the car. You two entered the restaurant, just as you said about the exterior. The inside was more grandiloquent than the outside. The hostess welcomed the two of you and ushered you to a table. You sat down and remembered that your hands were interlaced with Juyeon’s. You were quick to let go and he apologised. Seriously, when will this man stop apologising? He sat down and faced you.
He spoke up, “I used to go here all the time with my ex, that’s why some of the employees look confused when they saw us enter,” you nodded.
“Do you know why I asked you to go on a date with me?”
“Not at all…” you admitted.
“I want you to learn more about me,” he tilted his head, “Since you are meeting my mother for the first time. My ex has only met her once and she kinda brought her to flames. I’m hoping you’ll have a better attitude with my mother,” you nodded.
You clasped your hands together and stared at Juyeon, “So, how old are you?”
“I’m 17,” he replied. You were surprised by his response, you expected him to be a lot older.
“What high school do you go to?”
“I dropped out. Ever since my mom moved in with her fiance, I had to help my little brother. So I started to work more hours to take care of him.”
You nodded, “How old is your brother?”
“He’s turning 13 in a few weeks.”
“Is working at the hotel your only job?”
“No, I work at an arcade but most of my shifts are at the hotel.”
“How old are you?” he asked.
“Aren’t I supposed to be the one who’s asking?”
“If we’re having a fake relationship, I have to get to know you as well,” you sighed.
“I’m 16. I have an older sister and younger brother—which makes me the middle child—and I don’t work at other places other than the hotel. Also, I’ve never had a boyfriend before.”
“Well today is your fortunate day, you get a boyfriend now,” he chuckled.
The date was longer than you expected. You were able to exchange interests and have a few laughs. You didn’t even acknowledge it was already late and that your parents were presumably waiting for you. Luckily, Juyeon was able to give you a ride home. Your place was pretty close to the restaurant and you could already see your dad waiting for you near the window.
“I really enjoyed this date, thank you for today,” you beamed at Juyeon.
“I’m glad we both enjoyed it,” you two were silent after and you didn’t leave yet. The distance between both of your faces was too close. You shut your eyes and he leaned in closer to kiss your cheek. You blinked open, realizing that he didn’t kiss you on the lips.
“Erm. Good night, Juyeon,” you stammered and quickly departed. You sprinted to your house merely to notice the front door open, with your dad standing there. You went inside without greeting him or taking off your shoes. You immediately ran to your room and locked yourself in there. Sitting down next to your door, you hear three knocks.
“You know I don’t care what you do with your life but you never informed me you had a boyfriend,” your dad spoke up.
“It wasn’t necessary to tell you about my relationship,” you proclaimed.
“What if I don’t like how he’s behaving toward you?”
“He treats me well, now good night,” you got up and laid down.
That night, you couldn’t nap—all you were thinking about was Juyeon. What you didn’t know was that Juyeon too was pondering about you.
You woke up to a sound. Not your alarm ringing but a thud. Usually, you would never hear your surroundings, but this sudden noise woke you up. You got up and scanned around your room. Nothing suspicious. Normally you’d get up after you arise. You felt quite exhausted from yesterday. But it’s no problem, you could sleep easily; after all, it is Saturday. But you felt bothered, not sure why. There was no danger to sense, it was just a bother.
You went back to bed and try to ignore whatever was bothering you. Seconds later after you closed your eyes, you could smell something. Not the breakfast your siblings were making, but the scent of a particular perfume. Tropical-scented perfume. The smell of tropical fruits woke you up; it wasn’t just the smell, but moreover the person who was wearing it.
“If you’re going to hide in my room, don’t wear the perfume I gifted you,” you declared. A few seconds later, a familiar friend appeared in front of you.
“Are you aware of the time right now?” Yoon asked.
“No,” you rubbed your eyes and got up, “Why would I care?”
“We have a shift today, at eight,” she looked at the clock and back to you, “right now, it’s half an hour before eight.” Yoon pulled you and took you to the bathroom.
“Your future boyfriend is waiting for us,” she yelled as she closed the door and left.
“What boyfriend are you talking about?!” you scoffed.
It took you a while to get ready but luckily you managed to arrive at the hotel before nine. Yoon wasn’t kidding when she said Juyeon was waiting for you. He wasn’t at his usual spot, rather much, sitting alone at the restaurant you're working at. He caught sight of you and waved at you.
“Go to him!” Yoon pushed you towards Juyeon. You walked to his table and sat down. Gazing at him, who was smiling so innocently.
“We’re quite fortunate aren't we?” he whispered and tilted his head. The only luck you can contemplate is the fact that you can date the one guy you desire.
“How come?” you questioned. He slid a white card to you. It was the wedding invitation. You picked it up and slowly opened it.
Tuesday, February 26, 2019. 8 PM.
“What’s so lucky about a wedding on a school night?”
“Look at the location,” you looked down at the card and saw where the marriage was held. It was none other than the hotel you and Juyeon were working at. You’ve seen many weddings at the hotel and to be truthful, you weren’t so pleased about it. Considering you were a waitress for the hotel’s restaurant, you had to work for countless hours. What’s even worse about this wedding is that you were indirectly invited. You prayed not to have a shift on this specific date.
“Don’t worry, I requested for us not to have a shift on that day. Surprisingly, we never had a shift on the day of the wedding.” You sighed in relief. You stood up from your chair and suggested he start working.
This weekend working at the hotel felt awfully different. Not because your manager is unexpectedly quiet but the way Juyeon had been treating you. He would constantly make conversations with you whenever you two would encounter each other. Occasionally on his break, he’d go to the restaurant for a quick snack when in reality, he wants to see you.
Recall when he said to always hold his hand when you two went to that restaurant. Undoubtedly, he would sneakily clasp your hand when you would get interested in your discussions. Even after your shift was over, he’d take you to the most spontaneous places.
Once he called you ‘love’ on accident and got you flustered; so he kept calling you that. You found it cute how he was acting like an actual boyfriend. You weren’t the only person that noticed how different he was behaving. Yoon too noticed it.
“Isn’t it odd how Juyeon is such a flirt for you?” Yoon questioned.
“I’ve noticed it as well,” you tried to ignore Yoon as you two were walking down the hallways.
“Why are you playing along? He could be doing some devious trick on you,”
“Well…Maybe we’re just on good terms, that’s all,” maintaining to disregard her on your way to class.
“Good terms?” she questioned. She was silent for a while when you both entered the classroom. Sitting at your usual spots, Yoon was guessing what you meant by ‘good terms’. Then it suddenly hit her.
“You’re dating Juyeon?!” she yelled out, having some classmates turn their heads to peek at the two of you.
Before you could answer, you were saved by the bell—hoping Yoon would forget about your discussion.
As you two were doing work, Yoon would occasionally interrogate you. She’d ask questions such as “Are you really dating him?” or “How come you never told me?” From time to time, you’d ignore her and tell her to concentrate on the work. But even after class, she’d never stop bothering you. During lunch, she’d mention your relationship to your other friends—which makes it ominous because they’d question you as well. When school ended, she expected you to go home alone but you headed toward the parking lot. She followed you and assumed Juyeon would be waiting for you. But she was wrong, he wasn’t there at all.
“Where’s Juyeon?” she asked.
“Why are you so curious about him? Didn’t you despise him a week ago?” on your way to leave school while Yoon follows you.
“Why are you close with him then?”
“As I said, we’re on good terms, that’s all.”
“What do good terms even mean?”
“Haven’t I already said enough,” You didn’t want to tell Yoon that she was right about your relationship but you also didn’t want to say that it was all a hoax. She wasn’t sure why you kept scrolling downtown. It wasn’t near the hotel or your home.
“Where are you going?” Yoon interrogated.
“A restaurant,” saying that right on time when you appeared in front of it, “this one.” It was the same restaurant you went to on your date with Juyeon. You remember Juyeon asked you to meet him at the same restaurant after school.
Yoon’s eyes went wide, “You can afford to eat here?”
“Who said I was paying?” you scoffed. You two entered the building and recognized that same hostess at the front. The place was full but luckily Juyeon made a reservation for you.
“Ah I’m sorry but we are very packed,” the hostess apologised.
“Oh, don’t worry, I have a reservation,” you reassured the hostess.
“Name?” You looked back to Yoon then glanced at the hostess, “Lee Juyeon.”
The hostess smiled and led you to where Juyeon was sitting. It was the same table where you and Juyeon had your first date. His head facing down, Juyeon didn’t notice you until you sat down. He looked up and saw Yoon standing next to you.
“Look who tagged along,” he chuckled.
“She followed m–,”
“What funny business do you have with my friend?” Interrupted by Yoon.
“It's evident, she’s my girlfriend,” Yoon was bewildered by his response. She wasn’t confident about how she felt about it. Last week she saw you pondering—wishing you were dating him—and now you’re here, holding his hand.
“I-I see…”, she stuttered, “Enjoy your date, have fun Y/N!” She quickly left the restaurant, trying to ignore the idea of you and Juyeon together. You two laughed it off and started conversations about yourselves.
Tuesday, February 26, 2019. 6 PM.
You stood in your room thinking about what to wear. Two hours before the wedding and you still weren’t prepared. Yoon was rummaging through your closet to find proper clothing but she was competent to find a few. She revealed a brown silk dress with short sleeves and a lavender long-sleeved dress.
“Does the wedding have a theme?” Yoon asked.
“Something about blue,”
“Do you detest blue? ‘Cause, I don’t notice any formal attire with any blue,” You grumbled, trying to think whether you should go out to buy a dress according to the theme or loot one from your mom’s closet.
“Wait! I see something blue!” Yoon pulled out a navy blue dress, “Found it deep down in your closet.”
“Oh, that gown. My mother gifted it to me. She said to wear it on a romantic night with your first love because she wore it when she had her first kiss with my dad.”
“That’s so cute. You should wear it!”
“I can’t, the wedding is about Juyeon’s mom and not me.”
“Your point is?”
“It’s not an idealistic night for me,”
“It is. Weddings revolve around love and considering you’re going with Juyeon—with him being your first love—it’s a romantic night.”
You were reluctant to wear the dress. It had a profound meaning yet it looked so simple. Yoon was right, it is a romantic night. You had less than two hours to arrive at the wedding and there wasn’t time to purchase or steal.
Tuesday, February 26, 2019. 7 PM.
You appeared at the hotel—wearing the dress Yoon suggested you wear—with Juyeon by your side, who was wearing a navy blue tuxedo as well. There were a ton of visitors and it felt uncommon to be attending it—especially at the place you work at. A fellow co-worker greeted you two and directed you to a table. It was a bit near the front but quite distant from other tables. As you two sat down, there were a few families of Juyeon greeting the both of you. You felt a bit ashamed to be called ‘Juyeon’s second girlfriend’ but you didn’t seem to care at all; after all, you two weren’t a real couple. You were able to meet a lot of his relatives—young and old ones. Juyeon introduced you to his little brother, Wonjun, who you found adorable.
Minutes after waiting for the wedding to start, you recognized a familiar face. The person caught you staring at them and went up to you.
“Y/N my little Senorita! It’s so nice to see you,” Your aunt greeted you, “And who is this handsome man you brought today?”
“Actually auntie Jihyo, this is the bride’s son and my boyfriend, Juyeon,” You introduced her to Juyeon, “He invited me. What brings you here?”
“I’m the bride’s co-worker. She’s told me about him so it’s a pleasure to meet you,” she shook his hand and whispered to him, “If you break my Senorita’s heart, count your days,” your aunt let out. She hugged you and left.
Juyeon chuckled, “That’s a cute nickname, Senorita. Where’d she get it from?”
“It was the name of my favourite song,” you giggled awkwardly.
The officiating minister appeared and it was time for the wedding.
As the wedding finished, you were able to meet Juyeon’s mother.
“Juyeon, it’s nice to see you. I’m so glad you attended,” his mother hugged him and turned to you, “Hello Yuna, it’s nice to see you again,” she stopped smiling at the sight of you.
“Mother this isn’t Yuna, this is Y/N. Yuna ended our relationship,”
His mom nodded, “It’s lovely to meet you Y/N, welcome to the family!”
You got along with Juyeon’s mother easily. Every time you speak, you always manage to make her smile and laugh. She told you a lot about Juyeon and quite exaggerated information.
“Juyeon had such a cute butt when he was a baby,” you two giggled while Juyeon groaned at the fact that his mom was informing you of embarrassing knowledge about him.
You eventually got her number to call her if Juyeon ever misbehaves. She left to interact with the other guests.
Hours after the wedding ended and you found Juyeon holding you, swaying to the melody. Your heart was beating fast, you were this close to Juyeon. In addition, your favourite song began playing and he brought you closer to him—still holding your waist.
He whispered, “I think I’m in love with you,”
“Pardon?” startled by his statement and confused if he meant it.
“I’m in love with you, Y/N,” he spoke up. You were silent and he was worried that he was getting rejected.
You spoke up, “I love you too, Lee Juyeon,” bringing his face closer to yours. You kissed him. He felt like a dream, a dream in which you never wanted to wake up.
“So, when’s our next wedding, Senorita?”
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♠️ How aib males comfort you having your period. ♠️
A/N: So, I got something in my mind because it's literally my time to shine ... maybe this makes me feel a little better. 🫠
Summary: You're fighting for life and death, nobody understands why the streets are empty or how you got to the Borderland in the first place, and as if all that wasn't stressful enough, you also get your period. It feels like anything is possible here, but your body is definitely no exception. On an evening when everyone at the beach is trying to have a good time, you prefer to stay in your room and snuggle up in your bed while you pout to yourself and don't feel like doing anything.
Characters: Aguni, Arisu, Chishiya, Karube & Niragi.
POV: fem!reader
Warnings: Not given.
A g u n i
Not gonna lie, I guess Aguni would be the man a woman would need the most in that time of the moth. I see him as someone who wouldn't be too intrusive but also doesn't make you feel like he doesn't care about you. He knows you well enough to know that chasing you out of bed or out of your room is pointless. As number one, he has to hold the position at the Beach, but that doesn't stop him from at least checking up on you.
And when he finds you in the room, as expected, he prefers to just stand at the door and look at you from there, asking something like:
"Do you need something?"
"Are you in a lot of pain?"
"Can I do something for you?"
"Wanna be alone?"
Aguni is a man. He isn't just a boy anymore who would play down your suffering - your pain - or exaggerate it. Want him to leave? He will. Want him to join you for a moment? He will. Want some cookies or some other snacks and candies? He will bringt them to you.
It's that easy for him, there is nothing to discuss about.
A r i s u
Different from Aguni, Arisu would be the one who is the less experienced in that kind of topic. I can imagine he wouldn't even understand whats going on. So he asks you lots of questions, when he realizes you aren't with your and his own friends but instead lay in bed, impassive.
"Y/N, is something wrong?"
"Did something happen?"
"Has someone important-?"
"I don't understand why you are in such a bad mood. Please, tell me, I can't help when I don't know what's wrong with you."
Let's be honest: yes, in the first place some of us girls and young women would feel a little annoyed by all his questions, but it's not his intention to! So, we shouldn't be such bitches and tell him at least the truth:
"I got my period today and ... yeah, that's it."
He may not have much experience with it, but we all know he's not stupid.
"Well ... I saw a plate of chocolate chip cookies in the lobby earlier. Shall I steal them and bring them up to you?"
Yes, king, please, steal the cookies ... ! 🫶🏻✨
C h i s h i y a
Definitely the most annoying and strenuous of all. Sorry, you know I love you, but you just know too much!
"From a medical point of view, physical activity relieves the pain of cramps."
"Carbonated drinks should be avoided. The same goes for drinks with caffeine. This only exacerbates the pain."
"Heat can help. And I'm not talking about the warmth provided by your comforter, but by hot water bottles or warm teas, for example - while we're on the subject of drinks."
Good tips, but nothing you want to hear in moments like these. No, really, we won't, darlin'.
"Don't you have anything better to do right now than bother me with your factual knowledge, Chishiya?"
He and Niragi would be the two most likely to awaken the monster in you.
"There are enough days left on my visa."
"Means there is enough time to bother you with my factual knowledge."
... At least he takes his time for you and spends his day with you in bed, you can't deny you enjoy this a lot, honey. Neither can I ...
K a r u b e
A mixture of Aguni and Arisu, I think. I don't think he would be that calm like Aguni is and I don't think he would be as lost as Arisu is in that kind of topic. Karube knows that we normally get our period again every month, the only question is how long you've been a couple.
You have to get to know behaviors. Aguni is a man with a little more life experience than most. For him, all kinds of behavioral changes in women are not without reason and are often obvious- but for Karube? Hard to say, but as loyal and optimistic as he is, I think you will have good cards with him at your side.
At least he can see that you're not doing well. The reason doesn't matter at this point, only the fact counts for him and he automatically makes it his goal to see you laughing again, or at least smiling. So, Karube would stay with you in bed, no matter what. Except his visa says he will die tonight, then sorry, we have to let him go for a game ...
Time in bed includes much of cuddles, less talking but much little kisses all over your face, especially when it comes to your forehead and your cheeks. And when you look up to him, he will take the chance putting you a small kiss on the tip of your nose, finally making you giggle a little.
He loves hearing your laugh- most when he is the reason for it.
N i r a g i
I don't know why, but I just can't hate him, help.
The past often plays a major role in how a person develops over the course of their life. Niragi didn't have it easy back then and you are aware of that. But that's also why you're aware that he's not the best person to talk to in cases like this.
You can try to deal with it on your own, but that won't do you any good. And you can't hide anything from him either, which is why he will come up with the idea of visiting you in your room all by himself at some point. When he finds you, he just looks at you in irritation and says things that aren't bad, but in view of your situation … well, let's just say he is not that good with words and he can be happy that you know it.
"Laying in bed all day?"
"What's that pout on your face, has someone upset you?"
"Come on, let's get moving, the fun is just beginning."
And when you tell him, you are in a bad mood and he should just leave you alone, he is saying something he'll maye regret in just a few seconds ... or minutes ... or never.
"Why are you kicking me out now, are you on your period or-"
Believe me, Niragi IS regreting what he was saying. From that moment on, where you just sat up, gripping one of the pillows next to you, only to immediately throw it at him. Thanks to his reflexes, he is able to catch it- now he is just speechless, staring at you with his mouth, formed as an "o".
"I- ... Gotta get you some snacks."
"You better do, Suguru."
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