#manjirou x y/n

[bebe-writes-stuff]

It was risky and wrong, but you didn’t care; all you cared about was the desperate need to cum. You looked down at Mikey as he devoured you, his mouth working on you as if you were his last meal. Your mind was unraveling from the relentless orgasms he had forcefully drawn out of you despite your pleas for him to stop, but he ignored every word. Your back was against the tree he had pinned you to, starting with a heated make-out session before moving lower and lower.

"Mikey, no, the meeting is gonna start soon, and everyone is gonna come. And if someone sees us like this—" you whispered, trying to push his head away from under your skirt.

"Just a little taste, Y/n. No one is gonna find us here, at least if you keep quiet. C'mon," he insisted, lifting your skirt to nuzzle his head under.

You shivered as his fingers slowly ran through your folds. "You're so fucking wet. Did you really get this wet just from making out, you fucking slut."

You turned your head to the side, avoiding his gaze. "F-fuck you. You're one to talk. Your dick is probably leaking by now."

"Yeah, I'm hard as fuck, and that's for you and only you, babe."

Your legs trembled as you felt the vibrations of his voice on your sensitive clit. "Yeah, you like that? Rubbing your clit with my tongue. Your pussy is throbbing."

His tongue swirled in circles on your clit, occasionally fucking your hole.

Biting your bottom lip to keep from making noise, you tugged on his hair. "Mikey, fuck, don't stop, don't you fucking dare stop," you moaned, your head falling back.

"Yeah, cum on my tongue, just like that. Good girl."

You covered your mouth with both hands, stifling your screams as you came again, your cum being lapped up by Mikey. Finally, he pulled away, his mouth wet, cum dripping down his chin. His lustful eyes locked onto your tear-filled ones. Gasping for air, your chest heaved as you slowly slid down, your legs giving way as you sank to the ground, eyes fluttering shut.

You gasped when you heard a shout from afar, "MIKEY! WHERE ARE YOU, DAMMIT? DID YOU FORGET WE GOT A MEETING?"

Mikey pulled you into his lap, and you felt his rock-hard cock against your exposed, bare pussy. He moved his hips upward, grinding into you. "Y/n, shh, keep your mouth shut," he commanded, his voice rough and desperate, mirroring his fast and hard strokes. "I'm gonna fuck this pussy, and you better stay quiet." He placed his palm over your mouth, muffling your sounds as he took his cock out. You gripped the grass beneath you as he spread your pussy with his throbbing cock.

"Yeah, you like being my bitch," he whispered in your ear, thrusting up into you, holding your hips in place. "Don't run away now; you deserve this dick ramming inside you."

His tone was sadistic as he shoved his fingers in your mouth. "Suck on my fingers. That'll keep your mouth busy."

"Wanna feel that pussy pulse and clench on my dick. You hear me? You better cum on this cock, or you won't be cumming for the next week."

You were too fucked out of your mind to respond, just a moaning, wet, and sticky mess. All you could do was nod and take whatever he gave you.

"Yeah, cum for me, baby. Cum on this dick. It's all yours. Mm, fuck yeah, just like that. Tight fucking pussy."

...

--YALL I CAN'T CONTINUE THIS, BITCH I WAS FUCKING SWEATING WHILE WRITING THIS 😭😭😭

But if yall want me to continue it idk let me know, ima go cry now--

[usagikookiejams]

A/N: Hey peeps! Sorry for the long wait 👉🏻👈🏻 I was busy for quite some time due to the final examinations. I hope you guys don't mind me not updating for long. Okayy so here we go, enjoy!~

SOMEONE BAD MOUTHING YOU

Ryuguji Ken, Shiba Taiju, Sano Manjiro

⚠️Warning: curse words, aggressive behavior

Ryuguji Ken (Draken)

Today was weird, Draken felt like everyone was avoiding you for some reason. He couldn't quite put a finger on it. The school bell rang indicating recess time, he walked through the corridor to go to your classroom and have recess together. However, once he walked by the toilet, he heard a conversation mentioning about you, hence he halted his movement. "Do you know that Y/N from Class 3-1 was a bully during elementary school?," "Ugh, no wonder she's in relationship with Draken, they must enjoyed bullying people together during their elementary," the conversation continued which most of the time were about you. Draken couldn't hold it any longer, he has knew you since the elementary! He knew how you were a timid kid, and instead, you were the one that were bullied! That was why he came to your rescue and protected you since then. He approached those students in the toilet, "Repeat that again. I want to decipher whatchu you mean by that... ." They all frozed in their spot, not knowing how to reply. "He! He was the one saying that!," one of them pointed out at a certain guy. Huh..? Draken knows him, he was the guy that confessed to you before and he also went to the same elementary school you both went to. Draken felt enraged and grabbed the said guy's collar. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say that!," "As if! You literally throwing dirt on her name and now you are denying it!." Fast forward, Draken arrived at your class but with the man tailed behind him, "Kenny, why is he here?," you asked curiously. "This guy will confess his sin in front of the school gate after school, you will see why," Draken smirked. Glad to say by the time the school ended, the guy were kneeling in front of you while screaming how he made up those rumour as a revenge for your rejection. The next day, many students approached you to apologize for believing those lies.

Shiba Taiju

Taiju were currently relaxing in his office room. He has ordered one of his subordinate to grab him a drink at the coffee shop across the street. He was minding his own business when suddenly he heard those subordinates of his were chit-chatting at the garden. He happened to hear their conversation due to him currently sitting by the open big window in his office. "Y/N has made our boss becoming less powerful! I hate her! I joined Black Dragon as I admired our boss so much due to his power and strength! But it seems like our boss has become mellow once she came into the frame. How I wish I could broke them up so that we gotta have our old boss back!," the guy that was ordered by Taiju has voiced out his complaint to another subordinate. Without a warning, Taiju jumped from the window and luckily he didn't broke any bones considering that it was quite high. After landing, he threw a punch towards the guy's face. The impact was very shocking, as the guy broke some of his tooth and coughing blood in the process. "I asked you to get me a coffee! Not to badmouthed my girlfriend, asshole!," he kicked the guy in the stomach. The poor guy sworn on his life that he was joking. "Joking my ass! You fucking think I'm dumb huh?!," Taiju continued to punish him. "Drag this guy to the torture room, do as I said or you will become the next target!," Taiju ordered the other subordinate. By the next hour, you entered his office and you could see Taiju was smiling by himself. "Err scary! Why are you smiling like that when no one is around?," you asked him. Taiju walked over to you and hugged you, "Nothing babe. I am just glad that a pest was diposed! He was such an eyesore... ."

Sano Manjiro (Mikey)

Mikey was currently waiting for everyone at the Toman's meeting area. While waiting, he saw some of the Toman's members started to gather there. It seems like none of them noticed him as he waited near the big tree. Mikey started to hear mumblings from the group, so he started to eaves-dropped to their conversation. "Where is Y/N?," "I don't know, maybe she didn't feel like tagging along this meeting anymore," "Glad to hear that, she's no use. I don't know why Mikey let her participates in our meeting. It's not like she helps us fight too." Mikey started to see red, what the hell were they saying about you?! He got up from his position and walked over to the group, "I agree with you guys! Ugh... why would I ever let her in the meeting with us, right?." The group fell silent, most of them looked at Mikey horrified. "Hey, why are you guys not talking anymore? It's okay, just talk! Fill me in with the gossip you have," Mikey faux his smile. They remained silent, that is when Mikey felt like he couldn't take it anymore. He kicked one of them swiftly, making the guy thrown away quite far. The other guys were now begging for forgiveness, saying that they didn't mean what they said about you. Fast forward, you arrived at the meeting area with all of the other founder members of Toman. You ran to Mikey as you saw some of the members scattered on the ground, "What happened Mikey?! Did the enemy group attacked you guys?!." Mikey turned to look at you, "Hehe nothing happened babe! These guys wanna have a match with me so we did, but as you can see, I won!." You sighed and scolded him not to hurt his members anymore. Mikey just nodded his head and walk you along to the other founder members. Unfortunately, the next day, those guys that were found scattered on the ground were nowhere to be found, hmm you wonder why...

[yanderederee]

Congratulations!!!!!

Tokyo Revengers, Mikey

letter N

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Mikey does his best not to lose his temper with his s/o. He’s either ominously quiet, or obnoxiously affectionate to avoid being harsh on you.

It’s not very hard to piss him off; you can easily make him jealous by talking to anyone who isn’t him, make a rude comment you obviously don’t mean, etc.

If he feels like you needed to learn a lesson, he makes sure to give you a chance to redeem your mistakes. “Last chance y/nnchin… take it back…. You won’t? … fine.”

Unlike Izana, Manjiro doesn’t have the heart to hurt you. He would kill anyone who dared to lift a finger against you. He protects you from everyone, especially himself. He might have trouble controlling his dark impulses, but he refuses to let you be amongst the casualties.

Everyone else, however, is free game. Your closest friends will begin disappearing, your immediate and intermediate family befalling unfortunate accidents… everyone who you associate with will begin to avoid you or curse you for the things Mikey has done or will do to them.

Manjiro tries not to kill people if he can. He can and would, but he prefers to give you a chance to fix your wrong doings before he punishes you so deeply.

An example, if you tried confronting him about these disappearances, and try leaving him as a result, you’ll be soon be faced with a younger sibling, screaming and crying for you to help them. Mikey has their leg under his foot, pushing down hard enough for a bone cracking snap. “Last chance darling~ say you love me or break the other one…”

His eyes are void of all guilt, the child’s curdling wails for help sending you into such an extreme shock, you can’t deny him.

He knew you didn’t really want to leave him, you just forget what leaving him would mean.

[keiry]

Mikey hcs that no one asked for 😋

If yall are sleeping in the same bed HE WILL rub his cold ahh feet against your leg

When kazutora went to jail he fell asleep and woke up to kazutora staring at his feet (it was a dream) he woke up screaming

Slapped his grandpa when he was sleeping to see how it felt to slap someone

Made out with the wall to practice how to kiss

Once screamed so loud that the whole neighborhood heard it

Messed up his hair so bad once that he had to go bald

Has crunchy coughs

Farts in his sleep….

Sucks on his big toe when he’s laying down

Has burn marks on his ear because Emma tried to curl his hair

He likes getting those little star clips getting clipped into his hair

And Enjoys it when someone plays and his hair

@chifuyuskilikili @hrts4kk 😋

[effetsecndaires]

— 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤.

PAIRING | manjiro sano x fem!reader.

CONTENT WARNING | smut, pregnancy, bonten timeline.

NOTE | I know the pregnancy trope isn't everyone's cup of tea and I could see it with the poll, but I had to make a decision 🥲 enjoy! wc: 1,2k

“You’re upset.” Mikey whispered, his voice slightly muffled against your damp hair. "Talk to me."

"I'm not upset." you spoke lowly, staring at your knees that poked out of the water.

Mikey tucked some of your hair behind your ear, placing a lingering kiss to your temple.

"Don't lie to me."

One of his hands moved to rest on your stomach, his thumb beginning to trace random patterns on your bump which was growing more and more each day. You sighed in response to his touch, closing your eyes.

"You know why I'm upset, Mikey." you eventually answered, allowing yourself to relax a bit more in his arms, straightening your legs underwater as the warm water relaxed your muscles.

You remained quiet for a moment then opened your mouth as if to speak, only to pause again. Mikey kissed your cheek to encourage you and after some time, you collected your words.

"I'm just scared." you admitted quietly.

Mikey frowned, waiting for you to continue. "I'm scared that one day I'll wake up to a call from one of your men telling me that you’ve been arrested, injured, or worse. I'm scared that one day i'll have to raise my child alone because you've been taken from me." you explained, releasing a shaky sigh. "I'm just sick of living with the fear that every day we spend together might be the last."

Mikey placed a finger under your chin as you spoke, making you look at him. He wanted to say something but you cut him off before he got the chance.

"You've been playing with fire ever since you pushed Draken away all those years ago. He was the only one capable of keeping you on the right track." you said, marking a pause as you stared into his tired eyes. "You're digging your own grave Mikey, and it's only a matter of time before someone puts a bullet in your head." You snapped, freeing your chin from his grip and turning your head to stare at the water again.

Silence fell over the room at the mention of Draken, a soft sigh leaving Mikey's lips while you closed your eyes again to try to rid your mind of the toxic thoughts.

You eventually broke the silence after a moment, swallowing to hold back the lump in your throat. Your hand came to rest on your belly, hoping to feel a kick from your baby to bring yourself some comfort.

"I'm sorry." you mumbled, choking up. "I... I shouldn't have said that. It's just, I don't know what I'd do if—"

"Shh." Mikey interrupted your rambling, a quiet sound of surprise escaping your lips as he guided your jaw and leaned down to kiss you. When you parted from the kiss, a tear had rolled down your cheek. "It's alright." Mikey murmured. "Nothing's gonna happen to me. I promise."

"Let's run away, Manjiro." you said,completely dismissing him and turning slightly so you could look at him, reaching out to place a hand on his cheek. "Let's move to Europe, or America. Somewhere new. Away from trouble, away from everything we know. Just you, me, and the baby." you begged.

Mikey inhaled deeply. There's a chance he was getting frustrated with this conversation, but you didn't care. You had every right to be upset, scared even.

"You know that's not possible." he said, his right hand trailing lower down your stomach. You were about to protest but Mikey cut you off with a kiss, probably to shut you up. You sighed against his mouth and jerked slightly in surprise as his hand dipped between your legs, his middle and ring finger finding your clit and rubbing it in circles. He set a slow, sensual pace, his main goal being to relax you. Almost out of instinct you spread your legs until your knees hit the sides of the tub, granting him easier access.

"Now be a good girl and stop worrying so much, hm...? I know what i'm doing." he murmured, your soft whimpers and sighs of appreciation prompting him to continue. You began to squirm, your hands gripping onto his arms. "I won't get arrested, I won't get injured, I won't die. You're not getting rid of me anytime soon."

You know he's lying. Mikey doesn't have everything under control like he claims he does — far from it. He's exhausted. He's sad. He's distant. He's only saying this because he wants to be done with this conversation and he doesn't want you to worry.

You released a shaky breath, reaching behind your shoulder to tangle your fingers in his silver hair, deciding not to say anything. You gasped when he slipped a finger inside of you, his thumb simultaneously flicking the bundle of nerves between your thighs.

“So beautiful.” Mikey whispered to himself, pushing in another finger. You began to squirm, the movement causing you to slide a few inches down into the water. "Do you have any idea how long I've dreamed of seeing you pregnant?” Mikey whispered in your ear, pausing to take your lobe between his teeth and nibble gently, “To finally see this beautiful bump. I can't wait for it to be all big and swollen from my baby growing inside of it."

“God— Mikey.” you breathed out, your hips instinctively lifting as his fingers rubbed calculated circles into your clit.

“Fuck, say my name again.”

You did as you were told, his name leaving your lips in a whimper. Mikey's free hand moved upwards and cupped your breast, his thumb toying with your erect nipple. You arched your back further, your lips parting as you panted and moaned, the water beginning to splash over the edge of the bathtub. Mikey's erection was pressing against your back, the friction caused by your squirming making him groan.

"Don't stop," you cried out, grabbing his arm that was wrapped around your body and digging your nails into his skin. "Oh fuck, Mikey, right there," you moaned loudly, your eyes fluttering shut as the pressure built up in your belly, your walls clenching around his fingers. Your hand fisted in his hair and you tilted your head to kiss him, muffling your moans that were getting louder by the minute. He pumped his fingers and rubbed your clit until you were a whimpering mess underneath him, begging and pleading for him not to stop, as if he would anyway.

“Come for me, princess. Wanna make you feel good.” He whispered softly against your lips. You moaned loudly as your orgasm took over, your back arching away from his chest and legs spreading as far as they'll go while Mikey pumped you through your high, never relenting until you slowly came down.

He eventually removed his fingers, using them to circle your clit a couple more times before bringing his hand back to your belly and kissing the side of your head lovingly.

The sudden absence of sound left your ears ringing, only heavy panting and the gentle pitter-patter of waterdrops touching the water filling the air. You started to relax again in Mikey's arms, you body thoroughly spent.

The two of you stayed wrapped up in each other for a while despite the water having turned cold, enjoying the rare moment of intimacy you were currently sharing, not wanting to let go just yet.

[mikeysonly]

Updated Masterlist

Tokyo Revengers:

Manjiro (Mikey) Sano:

Baby Steps

Anything For You

"You're Safe With Me"

Take A Chance With Me

Losing Dogs

3:08AM

In His Shadow

Ghost Of You

Funny How That Works

Matsuno Chifuyu:

Adopt Me

Strawberry Flavored Kisses

Izana Kurokawa

Already Done

Blue Lock:

Nagi Seishiro:

Lazy Sunday Morning

Same Time Tomorrow?

About Time

Through His Screen

White Lies (1) (2) (3) (4)

Isagi Yoichi:

Take Care Of Me

Bachira Meguru:

Shadows On The Field

Hiiii I'm new here, so feel free to send me requests, and I'll do my best to fill them if I have the time. I only write from Y/N's perspective (she/her) since Y/N is me in this case. These are all my word dumps. Just a heads up, I don't write smut—I have no idea how to do that! I mainly focus on angst and fluff. Thank uuu~

PS. all characters are aged up btw. Thats why they always live alone or with a roommate. I wont write them in highschool lol sorry.

[maehemthemisfit]

𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔

Thinking about how insistent MANJIRO is about you wearing his gang jacket, no matter how big or small it is on you. It makes him feel closer to you in a way and he smiles every time he sees you in it.

The first time, it happened during his meetings that he, of course, held at an ungodly hour. You wanted to tag along since you had nothing better to do but you didn't account for it being so cold at night.

He was already on his way to check up on you when he saw you shivering in a corner somewhere, holding onto yourself to combat the wind. When you finally locked eyes, you were barely two words in before his jacket was pulled around your shoulders, encasing you in his warmth and chasing away the cold. He was always gentle towards you, his hands prompting you to push your arms through the sleeves.

You watched him as he fiddled with the buttons, a pout tugging at his lips as he concentrated. When you quizzed him about his expression, he whined about you not telling him how cold you were and overexaggerated how you could of froze to death or worse.

He's mainly doing it so you can coddle him and tell him not to worry and maybe steal a kiss or two, you know what he's doing but you fall for it every time.

After he's done being a goofball, it's like he's struck by an epiphany when he takes you in completely. There's just something about you wearing his clothing, especially something with his name and gang etched on it that makes him all warm and giddy inside.

He will in fact beg you to keep it on, and will trap you in a hug to stop you from taking it off until you relent.

Please keep it on, it will literally make his day.

When he eventually gets his jacket back, he likes wearing it again because it reminds him of you. He'll also bombard you with his other articles of clothing to wear and keep on longer, either by shoving it directly in your hands or conveniently leaving it around for you to pick up.

[mytaiyakeylover]

scary stares.

synopsis: his gaze is penetrating, like that of a predator ready to pounce on its prey, and you can't help but wonder at what point you managed to anger the gang leader.

pairing: mikey x gn!reader

a/n: i don’t even know how my sleep deprived brain came up with this. was watching some random horror movie at 3 am yesterday and this is what happened😳 part 2?

warnings: just the reader freaking out and mikey being his usual oblivious self. guess some hints of angst too. reader misunderstands mikey, which isn’t that weird.

word count: 1.3k

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It’s unnerving. The way he keeps staring at you. Black, abyssal eyes penetrate your soul, making you feel exposed — naked even. You don’t know what he wants — what he’s expecting from you.

You feel small under his gaze; like a mouse. It doesn’t seem to bother him whatsoever, dead eyes simply watching you from the other side of the classroom, not paying any mind to what the teacher is saying. Usually you would have at least tried to pay attention — which you are — but the blond boy sitting at the back of the classroom is staring so intently, you can practically feel his eyes lingering on your vulnerable figure.

He doesn’t break eye contact when you look in his direction, and you find yourself shrinking. Perhaps you’re overreacting. One of your friends had once told you that he probably likes you, but you’re not too sure. Not when he keeps looking at you in a similar way that a predator watches its prey. You rake through your brain, trying to remember at what exact instance you had managed to anger the gang leader, but find none.

It’s quite hard to pinpoint what exactly you must have done however, as neither of you had even as much as exchanged one word with each other. The teacher doesn’t make things easier for you as he starts putting students into groups for some project. By some miracle you and Sano just happen to get into the same one. But you try not to show the relief you feel when his tall friend — Ryuguji — also joins you.

They may be friends, but even you were observant enough to notice that the short boy was less intimidating with him. That Ryuguji more or less, had at least some control over the commander. It was also common knowledge that between the both, the taller one was always the more reserved and collected one.

“…So, uh,” you start, rubbing the back of your head sheepishly. “What exactly were we supposed to do?” You ask tentatively, still feeling quite intimidated by the shorter boy. Ryuguji lets out a barely audible sigh, but then smiles. You think he must be sensing your unease and is trying to make you feel more comfortable.

“Guess somebody must have zoned out, huh,” he states, a teasing smirk appearing on his lips, which urged you to let out an embarrassed laugh. “Guess so,” you mumble, smiling faintly as a soft pink hue dusts your cheeks.

The other boy doesn’t say anything, eyes vacant as he seems to be deep in thought. You’re not too sure of what he’s thinking about, but there is something in your gut telling you that you want to know. Still, the question remains unspoken, letting curiosity simply continue to eat at your sanity. Bits by bits; like a parasite.

It has always been a bad habit of yours. Sometimes you wish you had more courage. More courage to speak your thoughts. Perhaps then you wouldn’t have been here right now, feeling like this — so helpless and lonely. It's not that you don't enjoy being alone; in fact, you love it. However, there have always been moments when you wish you had done things differently.

You know you should ask. Should ask why he’s been staring at you for so long — in such a way. To clear things up. To save yourself from the growing anxiety. To protect your sanity.

Then someone clears their throat. It’s Ryuguji. You guess he must have noticed the tension between you and his friend. Sano still doesn't make any acknowledgment of either of you, and you can hear the dragon-tattooed boy sigh from your right.

“There is nothing much, we’re just supposed to answer these questions and then discuss them,” the tall boy explains, losing any hope he may have had previously for his commander. You can practically sense it by the apparent vein that has popped out above his right eyebrow.

A barely audible, “Oh,” leaves your lips at his words. Then you sit down, doing your best to avoid making eye contact with the other boy. He’s still staring, and you're not quite sure what to make out of it. A part of you hoped that it would at least be easier for you to understand what that gaze means. Unfortunately, instead of making things clearer, it only seems to confuse you further.

The closeness isn’t helping in the slightest, despite the desk separating the both of you. If anything, it only makes you more nervous. You try to break the tension by asking him questions here and there, whenever you get to a new question that you need to discuss. Sano never answers you however — never says anything at all, in fact, and Ryuguji looks truly fed up with his behavior.

Time passes. Ryuguji is speaking, but you only seem to hear the ticking of the clock, so all you do is nod. Nodding at him with a polite — and perhaps slightly awkward — smile whenever you catch his lips moving. Heart beating erratically in your rib cage as the oh so familiar irrational sense of fear and dread envelopes your senses.

The feeling leaves you confused as you had never experienced such emotions without any apparent reason. Communication was never a problem for you before. Despite occasionally overthinking things, it had never occurred unless it was due to something you had said that was foolish or poorly thought out. Your friends would sometimes tease you, claiming that you paid too much attention to trivial matters.

“(L/n)-san,” you hear Ryuguji’s voice calling out for you, pulling you out from your thoughts. His eyebrows are furrowed, a look of concern plastering his face. “Are you okay?”

Your eyes widen as you rush to come up with a response. "Of course," you say, realizing you had zoned out. The boy arches an eyebrow in response, dismissing your later stuttered apology with a wave.

A lump forms in your throat as you catch the pair of onyxes still very much concentrated on you. Your cheeks flare up at their intense look, but try not to acknowledge that fact. Instead you simply turn around, and continue on with the questions.

Minutes pass by and you feel cold sweaty trailing down your neck as they remain fixated on you. You try to form a coherent sentence whenever Ryuguji is asking you something, but they only come out as a stuttered mess. The boy is considerate enough to not comment on it however.

You feel a wave of relief flooding your system as the bell rings and the teacher announces the end of the lesson. However, it's only when your feet step out of the classroom that the feeling fully registers in your brain. Even then, you fail to notice the forgotten notebook on your former group member's desk.

Draken sweatdrops at how quickly you bolted out of the classroom, noticing the notebook you had accidentally left behind. He feels slightly guilty for the obvious discomfort you were displaying, fully aware that Mikey's weird demeanor must have caught you off guard. The short boy did look kind of creepy throughout the entire lesson.

He sighs, about to stand up and try to catch up to you, but a familiar voice stops him in his tracks. “Hey, Ken-chin?” There is a slightly dreamy lilt to it, and the addressed boy feels his brain short-circuit. He can’t help it, he’s never heard his friend speak in such a manner, like…ever.

“Don’t you think (Y/n)-chan is pretty?”

[nnajiro]

sano manjiro x reader

can we sit like this for a little while?...

on days like these, where everything was quiet and peaceful, you and mikey, your boyfriend chose to sit in silence in the presence of the other. as the blue hour began, the one second in which the night birds fell asleep and the morning ones still rest, where everything is as quiet as a nap’s dream, only the soft wind being present

“you know, at times like this i remember why i fell for you”

you hummed in response, allowing him to continue

“in the moments of quietness, i see how calm i am with you, when i am with others just cant help but wander”

you looked at him catching his eye fast enough since he was already looking at you. his features were your favourite thing to watch, his little pores on his nose and his beautiful smiling lines forming as he laughed, the way his eyelashes moved and those pure black eyes…

“i feel the same with you”

you finally replied, feeling your heart being completely full with adorations towards this boy infront of you, whom you call your boyfriend

you guys breathed out in sync as the two of you leaned in to rest each others heads on the others shoulder, bumping heads in the process

you both whined and started chuckling together at the silly move

“c’mere”

he muttered as he patted his shoulder, you stared in his eyes in awe as he let you win. his shoulder being so comfortable despite the roughness of his skin

“do you ever think about the future?”

almost like a whisper he said, his eyes moving around the room you two were in, making sure you were sitting comfortable by watching over you

“what about it?”

the rusty chuckle he let out made your stomach feel things as you closed your eyes to hear his breathing

“you answered my question with a question again”

there was a moment of silence before you spoke again

“i dont really, im too afraid i will loose the present moment if i do so”

you leaned back on the couch again, looking at his side profile as he stared at the closed tv infront of him. you took a strand of his hair and pulled it back behind his ear, making his beautiful dark eyes look into yours, as always making you feel things as you saw your reflection in them

“i do”

he muttered

“a lot”

you found his eyes moving away from yours, carefully avoiding the continuation that was about to come anyway

“about what?”

he stood up immediately, wanting to break the silence and ruin the intense mood he was making himself, and grabbed you off of the couch, tickling at your sides as he did so

“ahahh shdusb bahahah! mikey wha—“

you found yourself moving back to fight against his tickles, falling abruptly on the soft mattress of his bed

he looked down at you form where he stood, he adored the way your body looked and how your hair framed your beautiful face, how your eyes looked so soft towards his and how warm your skin was everytime he held your hand

you saw as his figure stood infront of you, everything you loved stood right there looking down at you

“you’re so pretty”

he said softly as he towered over you, releasing all of his weight on top of you in a hug

“uuhhh you are so heavy mikey!!”

but still you hugged him back, so grateful for being here with him

“i was thinking about our future”

he whispered in your spread out locks on his bed

“how i always want to be with you, from now on”

he finished, picking himself up by placing both hands to both sides of your head. you find yourself being silent and soon your hand moved out of instinct to the back of his head, fingers all over his ash blonde hair

you pulled him closer to you and soon there were only mere inches in between the two of you

“are we happy in that future version you are thinking about?”

you smiled softly as he leaned by his own will and kissed your soft lips, breaking it soon after and looking into your demanding eyes

“yea, really happy”

he chuckled once again before leaving his body to fall on you again causing you tho whine in pain once again

[stxrmylxve]

Hi! Can I ask for nsfw: breeding + jealousy with Mikey?

Okay so I kinda added my own twist and made this bonten!mikey since I think it fits the best 😙

"You think you can just say those things with sanzu? Even if you were high." he spits as his hands wrapped around your neck, guiding you down ruthlessly on his cock even harder.

"I-T-too much!" is all you could call out as you squeezed your eyes shut to not look into his icy glare.

"Eyes open." he says, forcing you to immediately open your eyes again to face the white-haired man.

"S-sorry." you mutter as you avoid his gaze, glancing out the window before his calloused hands came back to turn your head towards him.

"Stop avoiding my gaze, y/n." he says before his eyes light up, only in the slightest, as he felt you clamp down slightly.

"What, you like that talk?" he teases, his old nature coming back for a second as he releases your face with a grin.

"We not talkin' now? Need me to breed your fucking words out?" he coos as his harsh grip comes down on your hips, bruising the plush as he meets your slow thrusts with powerful ones.

"Gonna' fuckin' breed this pussy to show you who you are; mine."

Special mentions: @shelly-ya

[bebe-writes-stuff]

Hidden Hearts Reunited

A Mikey x reader oneshot (part 2, read part 1 so you understand what's goin' on sucka)

-- You were Manjiro's first and closest friend, before Baji, Sanzu, or Draken. You were there. Your mothers were friends, meaning you were destined to be friends either way. You spent every second together since birth, a result of both mothers planning the deliveries on the same day. They realized a distinct difference between you and Manjiro, like night and day; you and Manjiro are polar opposites. Unlike Manjiro, who was always crying and screaming, you were quiet with a cute smile on your little round face. Manjiro would constantly cling onto you, as toddlers, crying louder if you were ever separated. Both mothers gushed at his actions. He would share his toys only with you and sleep peacefully next to you. It was an unbreakable bond between the both of you, from birth --

Taking a single step forward, you urgently called out to him, "DON'T MOVE! STAY RIGHT THERE, MANJIRO!"

Your aunt, still bewildered by your abrupt encounter with the enigmatic boy, observed as he came to an abrupt halt. Simultaneously, a speeding car raced in front of him, emphasizing the gravity of the situation – had he taken another step, he might not have seen the sun again.

A sigh of relief left your lips as you realized what you had prevented,

"Damn, if that kid would've taken another step, he would've been mangled, shit. How do you know that car was coming?" Your aunt was somewhat surprised by the speed of your reactions and the intensity of your voice, considering your soft-spoken and gentle demeanor since she picked you up from the airport.

"Mikey! Where the hell are you going, man?!" His friend finally caught up, emerging from the restaurant they had just left a minute ago.

"Draken! It's Y/n, she's there!" He pointed across the street, locking eyes with his friend.

"Mikey...there's no one there."

"What..." his voice barely more than a whisper as he turned, only to be met with the sight of an empty street.

No...no...where did she go? Damn it, Y/n, why? Why do you keep leaving?!

He felt like he was losing his sanity. He had found you, after all these years. And now, he lost you again. You called out to him, saved him from getting hit. It was truly you, despite your physical changes over the years. The look on your face as you uttered his name, he was certain he made no mistake.

Your aunt wore a look of extreme confusion as you grasped her hand and hurried away, your expression dazed and breaths heavy.

"Are you okay?" she asked, concern evident as she cupped your face and observed your bewildered look. "Did you know that boy?"

"N-no, I didn't. I-I really didn't," Your tone suggested a mixture of shock, uncertainty, and a hint of nervousness, as if you were trying to convince both her and yourself.

Giving you a moment to catch your breath, your aunt supported you as you leaned against a random store's wall. You fell into a heavy silence, the repetitive thoughts echoing in your mind:

That wasn't him...

That wasn't him..

Your aunt enveloped you in a protective embrace, as if shielding you from your own thoughts.

"Hey, it's going to be alright. Let's head home. You've just endured a long flight, and you should have rested first. Leaving the house was a bit of a foolish idea anyway," she comforted, rubbing your back.

You trembled slightly in her arms as she continued to offer comfort.

What was I thinking? She needs to rest, especially considering what she's been through recently. I'm sorry, Y/n.

Now, as you lie in your bed, the weight of your new life in Japan, the recent loss of your parents, and the guilt of leaving your friend all converge, overwhelming you. The room feels heavy with emotions as you grapple with the fear of him hating you.

Tears well up in your eyes, slowly trickling down your face and cheeks. Each tear seems to carry the burden of your emotions, staining the pillows beneath you. The quiet sobs escape as your emotions spill over, and the room bears witness to the silent upheaval.

Your aunt, leaning against the door, observing the emotional storm within you. The weight of the situation hangs in the air, and her presence serves as a silent support, allowing you the space to navigate the complex emotions that engulf you,

"Y/n." Her voice was a little muffled, being behind the door.

"I know how you feel, I promise you, you aren't alone. Love has never been in my life; I never had the blessing of children, and loneliness was my constant companion. Until a couple of weeks ago when I was informed you'd start living with me. It felt as though the weight of a lifetime of isolation had finally lifted because of you. I love you more than you could imagine. I'll never let you have to face anything on your own." There was genuine caring and compassion in your aunt's words.

You fell into a contemplative silence, realizing that you had never known or met your aunt during your childhood, given her youth. Yet, you could sense the unwavering love she held for you.

…Could someone really continue loving another despite not seeing them?

Eventually, you assume your aunt has left because the shadow under your doorframe has disappeared. You hugged yourself realizing the constant sense of inadequacy that plagued you throughout your entire life. Fear holds you back from speaking up, going out, or forming meaningful friendships. Even the one friend you managed to make, seemed to hate you.

God, your message resonates with me – I know that I've been pathetic for as long as I can remember.

You rose from bed, changing into a pair of basketball shorts and a hoodie. You left your room and made your way downstairs, your aunt was engrossed in flipping through TV shows with the remote.

"Hey, you're up. Feeling better?" she inquired.

"Yeah."

You lied.

"I was thinking of taking a walk. Need some fresh air," you requested.

"Kiddo, as long as you're not into anything illegal or harmful, feel free. I trust you to make responsible choices and not get yourself into trouble Oh and here's some cash, if you want to treat yourself to something, keep it healthy." she assured.

Having made the decision to venture outside, you felt a slight chill in the air as you strolled through the neighborhood. A quick stop at a corner store satisfied your snack craving. Unbeknownst to you, your legs seemed to guide you effortlessly to the neighborhood of your childhood, drawing you closer to where Manjiro lived. Looking around,

I used to come here a lot with him, I wonder if he still lives near here

You thought about your choice, continuing on your path or checking if Manjiro was still there. Curiosity prevailed, and you found yourself walking toward the familiar location.

Unbeknownst to you, your arrival caught the attention of someone inside his shop, engrossed in working on bikes. Shinichiro paused his screw-tightening, squinting to confirm what he was seeing.

"Shin, you good?" Takeomi inquired, casting a peculiar glance your way.

"Manjiro wasn't joking. She's really around here! Keep an eye on the shop for a moment, Takeomi," Shinichiro declared, swiftly wiping his greasy hands on his jeans before dashing out of the shop to follow you.

He clearly hadn't thought it through, as, from your perspective, a fully grown man was rapidly approaching you.

Wait...WHAT THE-

In a panic, you sprinted scared for your life.

DAMN IT, I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE COME HERE; NOW, I'M GONNA GET MURDERED BY SOME GREASY OLD GUY WITH A PIPE.

Glancing behind you, he was still in hot pursuit.

WHAT DID I EVEN DO?!

Abruptly, you collided full force into someone.

"Ow, fuck." you muttered, rubbing your arm.

"Watch where you're going, you idiot. Who do you think you are?" The man, radiating a tough demeanor and grabbed you by the collar of your hoodie.

...yep, I definingly should've stayed my ass home. Goodbye world.

"What the hell do you think you are doing? Let her go now!" The old man chasing you earlier, spoke in a firm tone, causing the guy to straighten up and bow.

"S-sorry, Shinichiro."

Shinichiro?

"Please don't kill me, old man," you pleaded, taking a step back.

"...Y/n, I'm only 25," he retorted, visibly hurt by your "old man" comment.

"Why are you running away from us, dude?"

Us...?

"Wait, Shinichiro Sano?"

"Yep, try not to fall for me." He remarked, a hint of smugness in his tone.

"...You don't have a girlfriend yet, do you?" You bluntly asked with a blank expression.

"You and Manjiro are bullies, I swear to God," he uttered, pained by the resemblance.

You looked away, hearing his name,

"I know it's hard after all these years Y/n, but I promise you. Manjiro doesn't hate you."

"You don't know that!" You were quick to shoot back,

"You're only saying that because you're scared." His voice was comforting just as it was back then.

He extended his hand towards you with a gentle smile. Though hesitant, the growing distance between you and Mikey became unbearable in your heart, the chains of your shared promise, shared curse, weighed heavily on your heart.

So here you were sitting awkwardly in front of Manjiro, not a single peep leaving your lips, your hands in your lap.

Damn you Shinichiro, I don't know what to say.

Abruptly rising from his seat and making his way to the door, you expect Manjiro to leave, not wanting to see your face ever again. But to your surprise, he did not leave; instead, Your heart skipped a beat as he locked the door.

@mysouleaten (You wanted to be tagged in part 2 so here ya go)

-- looks like Ima have to write part 3, it's probably gonna have some spice. Hope you enjoyed part 2

go read part 1 if you didn't, like who reads part 2 without reading part 1 lolol --

[sanzusslutt]

How I thing the Tokyo Revengers characters would hug you

Pairing: Manjirou Sano, Ken Ryuguji, Takashi Mitsuya x Y/N (Separately)

Warnings: None♡︎

Sano Manjirou (Mikey)

The last weeks have been crowded for Mikey with things including Toman, making it very hard for you to schedule a date with your beloved boyfriend. Even if you eventually plan to go out, most of the time he would cancel it due to gang's business or meetings. So, tonight was no different. He called you half an hour before your date saying that, an unexpected meeting had to take place and since he wouldn't be able to go out, you could go where he was to see you. You agreed and some time later you were in front of your lovely boyfriend. He almost started running towards you, hands on your waist, both southing and caressing lovingly your back, and his forehead rested on your shoulder. "I'm sorry that I had to cancel again, pretty.." he murmured. You reassured him that you weren't upset about the cancellation mostly because you knew how important Toman is to Mikey and the other members. Being the leader of a gang that popular comes with drawbacks.

Ken Ryuguji (Draken)

You waited for Ken to finish fixing a bike at least the last three hours. Scrolling on your phone, looking through Draken's stuff, admiring his beautiful build or anything that could make time go faster as your boyfriend took his time fixing that damn bike. Eventually, he became tired of just sitting there trying to repair something when you were standing alone behind his tall figure. He looked over his shoulder only to see you looking around to find anything interesting to pass your time. He stood up, walking over your smaler figure, turning you around, planting his hands on your hips and pulling you closer to him. Then, he putted his hands on the fat of your butt as he easily lifted you from the floor and placing you on the counter that was behind you. You placed your hands on his shoulders, playing with his loose braid as he southed your lower back with his big palms. "Sorry, angel. The bike took a little longer than expected but I'm all yours now" he said as he massaged your back. Every thought you had, disappeared as soon as he caged you between his strong arms.

Takashi Mitsuya

It was one of the many times that your date had included Takashi's younger sisters, Mana and Luna. You were in his sister's room, talking and gossiping with the little angels before you put them to sleep. Your boyfriend was done with chores, leaving time for the both of you to spend some time together. He stopped at the door of Mana's and Luna's bedroom when he heard his sister's question. "Do you love big brother, Y/N?" the younger girl asked. "What kind of question is that?? I very much do, bug. He is one of the best things thats ever happened to me and since I met him, I can't imagine my life without him anymore". Taka leaned against the door frame, hands crossed at your sweet words and the softest expression on his face. "Eww, stop!! that's disgusting Y/N!!" the older sister yelled at you causing you to barst out laughing. "Come on girls, it's finally time you go to bed!! You got up, guiding the sisters to their beds when you felt two hands grabbing your waist from behind. "Suya?-" you called. He started kissing your neck as a reply. You giggled as he circled his hands on your waist and rested his head with his chin on your shoulder. "I can't imagine living without you either, darling" He whispered kissing your cheek as you felt your body grow hotter from the embarrassment that he heard what you said. It was true though, you couldn't live without him.

I love him. I think that shows...

[yanderederee]

ForeverYours,

tw; obsessive behavior, manipulation(?).. kinda soft? Sorry if I missed anything. ;~;

Part1 … now~ … Part3 … Part4 … Part5

A civil twilight graced the sky before Mikey felt the urge to stir himself awake from a nap. While he may have rustled himself awake by accident, he did his best to pretend he hadn’t.

There was no way he was getting up.

Immediately, he went to shift into a comfortable sleeping position. In this attempt, his conscious took note of a squirming warmth lingering against him. Immediately feeling a large smile creep past his fake sleep.

Then, in a gentle squeeze, he feels himself being tucked deeper under a duvet.

So thoughtful.

So considerate.

You hated when Mikey looked like he may be cold.

“Manjiro?” You whisper.

Immediately his eyes feather open, tickling the hollow of your neck intentionally. You let out a silent giggle , before taking the blond’s face in your hands.

“C’mon baby boy, you have a meeting soon.”

He wanted to argue, mostly that it was absolute law he couldn’t separate from you.

“But I’m cold~” he lied in between his yawns.

And like a spell, he found himself drifting into your scent. You held him tighter in your embrace.

“Ten more minutes,” your lips etched against his temple, your breath sending his entire body into high alert when you brushed passed his ear. He’d expected you to cuddle yourself into his neck, expecting himself to scoop your form out from under him and laugh.

He loved imagining your laugh. You smiled a lot around him. You couldn’t help but swoon for his charm.

Mikey loved the affection. The connection. The refreshed feeling he has after a good nap. Nothing wrong in the world.

But rather than cuddling into his side as he’d expected you would, you shifted an elbow to prop your form to look down at him.

In his late dreamy daze, windows misting a bright blue screen across the room, he’s never known a peace as perfect as this.

Security and reliance. Give and give and give and give. You were all that is right in this broken world.

And he will not let you go.

“Manjiro,” you sang, fingers tracing the hair that fell into his face.

“Yes?” Mikey answered obediently.

“Have you eaten today?”

“Mmhm!~”

“Mannnjiroooo..” you protested.

You always knew when Mikey wasn’t taking care of himself. With no real encouragement, he would honestly probably only eat sweets, and ruin his health. Skipping Meals. Become malnourished. Sleeping too much or not enoug—-

“Is my cutie worried about me?~”

“I always worry about you,”

“You worry too muchh~”

“I love you.”

•

The world stopped.

And something snapped. What was it?

He tried coming back to reality, to ask if he really heard you correctly.

Before Manjiro had the chance, he couldn’t help taking note how dark it was now. How much time has passed? Time wasn’t moving, but the color of the room darkened like a blanket.

“You do?” He asked, serious.

Never losing his intense stare, your pupils dilate with glee.

“Maybe,” you teased.

Uninterested in the chase, he pressed.

Automatic and rough hands shape along the side of your neck.

Calloused fingers weave your scalp, and thumbs brush harshly against your cheek bones.

You let out a sharp gasp when he tore you up and against his chest. It was jerky and possessive. His love sick smile gently lay on the back burner.

For now, his blank black eyes bare down at you.

“Y/nnchin is mine, right?”

You’ve heard people address Mikey by many scary titles, but he had never seemed scary to you. He was intimidating and forward, but you’ve felt nothing but safe in Manjiro’s presence.

But every ounce of darkness he possessed, seemed to spiral you into a heavy, crushing fall.

A cold sweat forces your body to adjust to your surroundings.

Yet despite his expressionless stone mask, you saw through Manjiro, who’d always found himself racing against something. Racing a victorless race at full throttle. Chasing that one headlight is what keeps his sanity tethered.

The headlight he chased after, he saw it shining against the tears that glass over your adoring gaze.

“Yes, Manjiro. I love you,”

You straighten your form to sit with the boy.

“So,”

Your hands cover his dry and scabbed over knuckles.

“Very”

Gently, you rest your lips against his motionless ones.

“Much.”

You let a giggle escape, Manjiro’s hands, that you were cradling so tenderly just a second ago were now tangling circles around your stomach.

“You’re so amazing…” he breathed heavily against your diaphragm. Tears welling up in his eyes,

“Too good for those assholes to take advantage of.” Mikey felt his nails dig deep into your hips, an emotion of love and anger rushing through him all at once.

“Whatever you want the future to look like, I will make it happen.

“For as long as you live, I won’t let anything bad ever happen to us.”

Manjiro felt himself praying against your chest. Quickly following, he lifts his head, chin resting against your chest. His face was flush with emotion and immediately after catching your eye, couldn’t stop himself from devouring all the love he could from you. …❤︎

~ , ~ , ..

[fuutakaijyama]

weekend naps :: manjiro sano — drabble

ah yes, the weekend. every five days you get two where you get to do absolutely nothing, in this case you just so happened to be over at mikeys place as he laid practically face down in bed.

“Manjiro..?” you whispered with a small shove of his shoulder, his hand reached out for yours as he pulled you into his sheets.

“come nap with me [name]-chin..” he mumbled as he pulled you into his cramped bed with him, shuffling around until you laid on his chest, his arms wrapped around your waist as his nose peaked out from your neck.

“your still tired?” you blinked at him while he closed his eyes, a small hum could be heard from the boys mouth before he looked at you.

“i wanna just lay here with you..”

[calebx1as]

7:03pm

head full of pining ! mikey struggling to open up to you </3

it was so cold;a bitter winter evening that had you and your best friend manjiro layered in many jackets, scarves, thick pants that almost served no purpose against the nippy air at your skin. you two were walking around a park, deserted and left alone with nothing but the unspoken comfort in the silence. you looked to him; and it would be a crime to say he wasn’t stunning.

blonde, ruffled hair and pale skin kissed pink from the harsh weather. he was in his usual cream toned sweater- albeit many layers under it- and you could barely see his chin from how snuggled up he was. manjiro took notice of your gaze upon him- your eyes sparkling with admiration that never failed to confuse him. his own flit across your features, the plump of your cheeks and stoic expression that he knew didn’t match how you were feeling .

when your eyes meet his- your blond friend says nothing. he cant say anything. he wants nothing more than to kiss you- the way he’s wanted to for years- but he simply can’t. manjiro only shoves his hands further into his pockets, hoping that maybe if they go deep enough he’ll find the courage to speak; to ruin this beautiful moment with his even more beautiful friend.

it’s always been this way. everyone around you two could feel the thick, suffocating tension between you and the blonde. whenever he wants to say something - fucking anything- he chokes up and makes some dumb joke, or worse, his least favorite: he says absolutely nothing. he leaves you high and dry when he knows that you feel the same and are waiting for him to be ready. you were considerate like that.

that’s why it really startled manjiro when you tucked a stray strand of his hair behind his ear. the sparkle of your eyes was hopeful , he noticed, as his cheeks went a deep pink. to any person it would be a rather normal gesture of someone who had known him for so long, but to him- he knew that from the soft tremble of your gentle hands and subtle smile- you were talking to him in a way only he could hear. he smiled, and you couldn’t help the bubble of affection in your chest.

“you’re so pretty, mikey,” you mumbled, air misting up from the warmth of your breath. manjiro chuckles heartily, he prays you can’t hear the thump of his heart. “cheesy,” he replies, shaking his head slightly. the whine you let out is so cute, he thinks, and as he ruffles your own hair he feels every thought he had beforehand dissipate into the air around you.

manjiro knows that you care: he knows that you’ll wait for him. that’s what keeps him hopeful for the world, that there’s people like you around. what’s better- he can barely believe that people like you, love him.

[buccini555]

≡ “I want to go back to being the Mikey I used to be”

⌕ x r e a d e r !

☆ 𝑭𝒕. Manjiro Sano (Bonten!)

⚠︎! references to post traumatic stress/trauma

★ As you never failed to do, you went to visit Manjiro at one of Bonten's many hideouts, despite the boy being isolated and most of the time not wanting to have contact with anyone at all, you really never failed to see your sweet boy.

As soon as you arrived, you looked for Sano, thus arriving in one of the rooms of the huge building, you came across Manjiro sitting on a small old and broken piece of furniture, as soon as you laid eyes on the boy and he noticed your presence, Manjiro invited you to sit next to him and you, of course, cannot tell that he was crying, or at least he seemed to have been crying a few minutes before you arrived.

— Manjiro? Something happened? Are you hurt?

You questioned, worry always took over your mind when seeing him in that state, even if you were already used to your loved one's depressed appearance.

— I-I'm scared, I'm so fucking scared right now.

He was different, you can see the difference in his blank look before, he seemed to be totally out of his "impulse", just being less aggressive and totally fragile at that moment.

— Scared? Why?

You questioned again, you were more and more worried, since you knew that the boy had not been well in the last few days, you watched him, curious to know what he had to say.

— You know, the memories won't leave me alone, you know, don't you? I live my nightmares even awake.

𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭

Dealing with trauma? It was really never an easy task for Manjiro, he never managed to recover from all the tragedies that occurred throughout his life, only an emotional blockage took care of him, after all, he believed that if he didn't feel "nothing" anymore, the pain would pass.

𓈒 ﹒ ☆ 𓂂 ˚ ☆ ꙳ * ࣭ ࣭

— I can't imagine how you feel, but I honestly didn't want you to go through that.

You wanted to hug him at that moment, but you just held back as you knew Manjiro couldn't handle contact well.

— My brothers... My friends... My family? I? Where did all this go? How was I able to destroy everything I loved most? And I still think my post traumatic stress shit fucked me up even more.

He started to cry almost desperately, you could feel his lover's pain, he really couldn't handle it all alone anymore.

— Y-you need to calm down, please baby!

Despite wanting to comfort him, you still feared for the mood swings he had, of course, he was never aggressive with you, but you knew that he just didn't show aggression because he gave everything to control himself.

Since those memories and flashbacks took over Manjiro, he never again had the ability to show the slightest bit of affection, but, he hugged you, as tight as he could, you can feel Manjiro's trembling body, which at that moment, looked more like the "Mikey" you knew years ago.

— I hate being emotionally fucked up, I hate being so traumatized! I hate myself for all the times I treated you like crap, I love you... I love you but I can't even show my fucking feelings.

Still holding you in his arms, he continued to break down in tears, you had never seen Mikey so sensitive, you just remained silent, not holding back the tears at hearing those words.

— It's okay, Manjiro, it's okay, I'm here.

You gently caressed Sano's face, trying to do your best to at least keep him comfortable.

— I want to go back, I want to go back to the start.

— Go back? What do you mean by that my love?

— Back to the beginning of it all...

You just remained silent, clearly Manjiro was thinking about all his past, friends, family, and most of all, who he used to be.

— Help me to be Mikey again, only you can do that for me.

— I'll do anything to help you, I promise! But, I think you better rest now, don't you?

— I'm sorry for making you worried...

— Come here, try to sleep, okay? This will help with your crisis.

You knew that Manjiro had been without sleep for days, the tired look on the younger's face wouldn't let him lie and say he was having a good night's sleep.

— I really love you, you make me feel alive again.

He looked at you with joy in his eyes for the first time in years.

— Rest, I want you to get better soon.

He subtly rested his face on your chest, as he used to do and while he slept, you just caressed the boy's bleached hair.