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cherry-pyon · 6 months ago

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The four seasons of

Mankai Company

Synopsis: Things escalated quicker than you can process but luckily it ended well, for now. The four of you are on a mission to find new members, form the first troupe, and bring it to Furuichi until sunset or else the demolition of your father's agency will continue! Although you and your big sister are sure to find one, or two if you're lucky enough, is it just easier said than done? Or you'll be able to hold the title of 'The Saviour of Mankai Company'?

⚠️Reminders⚠️:

May contain incorrect grammars (English is not my first language)

Will follow the manga, but there will be a lot of changes

Different flow of story due to two protagonists (you and Izumi)

Reader is 16 while Izumi is 24 (not canon but is considered)

Fem!reader

Long ass series so I won't blame you if you get bored the first time you look at it

P.s: A3! Characters are legally and respectfully owned by Liber Entertainment Inc. and I do not claim them. I only own the changes in the plot of the story.

|☆Chapter 1| |☆Chapter 2|

Chapter 111:

Spring is...back?

You're trying to catch your breath. Both of your hands are now gripping tightly in your sling bag as you stand still beside a lamp post where your big sister holds onto for dear life. Your chest huffs and puffs and continues to seek for air to fill your deprived lungs

"Nee-san, are you sure we can find new members here?" It's the first thing you said before she looked up to you. You can see her drained face like the life inside of her has been sucked out, her grip is still on the lamp post as she motioned her other hand to wait for her answer. "I told you to slow down! I almost tripped on my feet earlier, you know!" you scolded your big sister, to which she just laughed off as her way of apologizing between her nonstop pants. The two males had just finished catching their breaths and are now looking concerned at the two of you

"Is she-"

"She's okay, Matsukawa-san, sorry for making the two of you worry" You swiftly turned your whole body to them with a reassuring smile whilst your hands are kept behind your back and bowed respectfully for causing such a ruckus, right now you're trying to distract them from your sister—who's now at the verge of dying but she can't just die yet, you still have a mission to accomplish!

A few minutes had passed, you decide to look behind your shoulder when your big sister finally replies to you, "Trust your big sister on this, (Y/n). I promise you I'll do the best that I can!" She proudly said with her hand pressing on her chest

"Ahhhh, this will save our agency!" Matsukawa cried out of happiness, the other boy couldn't hide his smile while he looked at the two of you

Now that you remember it, haven't the two of you met before arriving at the theater? You were confused as to why he acts as if you weren't there, you felt a pain in your chest as you dramatically closed your eyes while your lips formed a pout, you were lost in your own thoughts until you heard a familiar voice near you

"Hey! I'm sorry I couldn't find the perfect timing to talk to you earlier, but I'm so glad that we met again!!" You heard his cheery voice, the one that held so much passion earlier on stage, you opened your eyes and turned your head to your side, your eyes met his that matched the color of his beautiful dark-pink hair, together with his lovely smile that illuminated an exact replica of how each and every flowers bloom every time spring season arrives. He held so much joy that you can feel yourself hallucinate cherry blossoms blooming around his face, just like the first time you met

"I also couldn't find the perfect timing to talk to you, but I'm also glad to meet you again. I was also surprised to find out that we're actually going to the same location" you curved your lips into a small smile; a gentle one, he chuckled to your reply, "I was really surprised I saw you from the audience! How's my performance?" He was quick to switch the topic as he cannot wait any longer for your comment. "It was good! The talking parrot surprised me for a bit but you're good at acting, I think you just need some more experience and also members" his cheeks slightly turned pink and thanked you upon hearing your personal remark, he didn't know but just hearing it from you makes him feel like he doesn't need anyone's comments anymore; yours is the only acceptable one, but he brushed it off as he thought that's a bit too selfish to think about for someone he just met

Izumi clapped her hands to gain the other three's attention, to which she successfully did. "Come on now, everyone. There's no time for us to feel safe" she starts to walk away and motions her hands to follow her steps, "We have to find new members, we can't let him know we're just lying!"

And with that, you heard the manager scream as if his life was going to end now, actually, you knew this was coming so you covered your ears, you can't help but to look around after that, seeing lots of eyes looking at him weirdly for causing such a scene

"W-WHAT?! L-LIE? IT WAS ALL A LIE?!"

"It was more like a street act than a lie" your big sister pouts her lips in pure disappointment as he corrected him, I mean it shattered her heart knowing that thing wasn't considered a top-tier acting even though the first time she acted was in elementary

You averted your eyes from the two males, you know very well you're your big sister's accomplice because this feels more like a crime than a lie

"S-so our agency will actually be demolished?" You turned your head to the dark-pink haired boy-that-you-still-don't- know-the-name-until-now-because-it-kept- slipping-out-of-your-mind as his voice cracked, 'He's about to cry, nee-san! It's all your faulttt' you can see how his eyes attempted to tear up. The manager crouched down as he kept crying, not giving care about the people who came across him in this state

"We have to find new members to cancel it" Your big sister begins to look around for someone who looks interested in acting, "I don't think you can find someone who wants to act just by looking at their clothes and their aura alone, nee-san, that's called being judgemental" your sister tried to ignore your words as she kept her eyes on the lookout and her lips whistling as if to block your voice. "Nee-san!" You shouted as she began to sneak away from you and you caught her in action, "Don't act like you didn't hear me!" She tried to laugh it off but you gave her an unimpressed look

"I don't know what I can do, but please let me help too!" The boy politely interrupted as he openly rests his hand to his chest, 'Well atleast we have another help' you sighed in relief. Your sister, on the other hand, cooed at the boy's offer as she dramatically wiped a non-existent tear from her eyes, her hands clasped together and she approached the said boy

"What a sweet boy!" She unexpectedly ruffled the boys' hair, to which surprised the latter. Then she was quick to switch to pinching both of his cheeks which earned an uncomfortable groan from him, you tried to hide your laugh as the poor boy from your sister's grasp was trying his best to seek help. She stopped as she apologized to the boy who had his cheeks puffed up red and swollen

"Ah! By the way, I'm Tachibana Izumi and this is my little sister Tachibana (Y/n), what's your name?" She asked, atleast it didn't slip through your sister's mind, she saved you from it, you scooted closer to your sister as you mumbled a small, "It's nice to meet you"

"My name is Sakuya Sakuma. "Saku" as in "Bloom" Nice to meet you!" He happily bowed just like you did

Now that everything is settled, in the meantime, and now that you finally know his name, all you can worry about is how you and your big sister will find new members and bring it to Furuichi by sunset. You think that the three of you are depending on your big sister, but you don't want her to take all the responsibility, you're also here for a purpose, and you don't want your sister to take all of the problems and burdens and keep it to herself, you want to prove that she can also depend on you when it comes to situations like this. And with that, you decided that it's time for you to speak up and let them hear your own suggestion

"I think that if we need new members, we need to promote the agency. We need to start by showing them what we can provide and what makes the Mankai Company better than the others!"

"That's a great idea! What can the Mankai Company provide?" Your little sister happily agreed with your idea and turned his attention to Matsukawa, this of course boosts your pride as you can't help but smile so idiotically, you just wished someone won't catch you in the act for this kind of concerning behaviour

"The Mankai Company provides a personal dorm for members, and they get to eat my cooking, two times, day and night!!" Matsukawa proudly replied, atleast now he can show off how good of a cook he is

"Well that doesn't seem too bad now, is it? Let's proceed with that!" Izumi hummed in agreement, feeling really motivated, "Lil sis, you'll be the interviewer and we'll be managers in charge of the auditions, okay?" She added, which horrified you. "What?! Why me?!" You whined as you tried to protest, but to no avail, your big sister doesn't let this one slip out and ignores your childish cavil. You simply just moved on about it as you had no other choice but to do it, it's for the sake of your father's agency, although you're a bit too hesitant to go all the way just for it to be saved, you know your sister's true to her words when she told Furuichi just how persistent she is at cancelling the demolition, and you don't want to crush all of her hardworks. It won't be for too long, so trust your big sister on this

"The recruitment for Mankai Company starts now! And the audition for new members will start" You purposely made your voice a little bit louder than normal so you would successfully gain the attention of random passersby. Although, given this to be your first ever street act, you can't avoid the shakiness and cracks of your voice, making you more embarrassed than you were before, it cringed you honestly, but you're ready to take risks, just for the agency to be in peace

"First! My name is Sakuya Sakuma, 17 years old!" His voice came out shaky too, it seems like no matter how hard he tries to act very confidently, his actions do the opposite effect and he hates it, he wants to show everyone how exciting and how fun performing can be but he guessed maybe now's not the right time, not when he still lacks experience

The street act went smoothly, in your perspective, you know very well the passersby are in complete contrast with your view, about your own story, and even though you get strange looks from random people, you've begun to grow tired of others misjudging you at first glance

"What's that?"

"Oh my, that looks awful"

"Is that supposed to be a street act?"

"Is it a part of a punishment game?"

You can see how your sister's face gloomed, which worsened the supposedly lively and cheerful mood you all had, "Oh...no one even gathered around us" It was like you both could read each other's minds and decided to drop the act right after she saw how ashamed you must have felt while looking around, seeing no one took any interest in your performance (except for one). You risked your dignity and sanity for this and yet no one was there to even watch it longer? Not fair, not fair at all

The streets were back to normal, almost as if nothing had happened. You silently walked out from the rest, looking around to examine the structures of different shops, you noticed a sidewalk, a bit higher than the street you were into so it's clearly above. It was right in front of you in a small alleyway, just between two tall shops. There, you noticed a single person leaning their arms on the sidewalk's pavement fence, is he looking at you? Maybe? But if he's focused on you then, maybe he's interested, it feels like he's been there for a while, but oh well! It won't hurt to try and ask so you let your feet lead your way to the strange guy

'Let's just hope he likes acting'

"Excuse me, are you perhaps interested in acting?" You went in the alleyway on the other side of the road as you raised your head to look up to him, he was startled for a bit when you started talking to him—his cheeks slowly burning and a dust of pink can be seen if you pay close attention

"E-ehh? Uhmmm.." his lips moved a little but his voice can't be heard, it seems like he was mumbling something to himself but you can't really hear it because of the distance between you and him

"Maybe you saw our performance, or maybe not, but right now we're in desperate need of new members-"

"(Y/n)! What are you doing over there?" You were quick to turn your head when you heard your sister call you out, they crossed the road to get to you and were curious to know who you were talking to just now, you are about to explain when Sakuya spoke

"Eh? Masumi-kun? Aren't you Usui Masumi-kun?" He was the first to initiate a conversation with the mysterious guy

"Do you guys know each other?" It was your big sister's turn to ask, and Sakuya was quick to nod in response, also humming with it

"We never talked to each other before, but he is my underclassmen" Sakuya gave out a cheerful smile, while the guy who's named Masumi was much more doing the opposite: he was frowning as he holds the headphones dangling from his neck, attempting to put it back on as he observed us from above

"Who?"

"Masumiiii!" He fake cried, expecting to get Masumi to feel guilty but he felt no remorse at all

"Uhmm..Masumi-kun, if you're interested, why don't you try to join?" Izumi offered, clasping both her hands on the side of her face as she tilted her head to the side, willingly waiting for either his refusal or approval. It went silent for like five seconds before he could muster up the energy for an answer, or rather another question

But before that, he held onto the fence really tight and hopped over it and did a stunt you all didn't expect, you had a mini heart attack from what he did because it was kinda high and it's scary but you're left amazed and impressed at the same time

"Is she also a member?" He was surprisingly calm right after he did that scary stunt. He averted his gaze from everyone else but he kept stealing glances at you every second. Surely, he doesn't want you to feel uncomfortable by his eyes slowly burning a hole through you from all of that gazing and glancing. You don't know but your sister can smell something fishy going around, and she's certain that she can't just let it slide

"Eh?? Oh kids these days..." She sighed at herself while clicking her tongue in disapproval, but the only thing that didn't match her overall behaviour was her smile creeping up, you weren't too happy about it, I mean your big sister is back to being that typical aunt that likes to ship you with almost every boy he met, not to mention her being too similar to that one aunt you both have in your hometown

"Nee-san, you're acting way too similar to auntie Rina" you joked, while giving her the 'I'm tired of this stuff, Nee-san' look, she only replied to you with a knowing smile, thinking that you're just acting too shy about it

"I don't know about that Mas-"

"What are you talking about?! She's one of our boss! Both of them are our directors!" Matsukawa interrupted, which was unexpected and it surprised the two of you because he had been real quiet after that horrible street act

'I haven't even agreed to join yet' Izumi thought but she realized it was too late to back out now, she hopes this won't be too hard of a job

"I will join if she's there" He finalized his words with a quick glance at you, which you didn't quite catch but your big sister was quick enough to nudge your shoulder and tease you

"Really? You'll join?!" Sakuya was too happy to care about how harsh Masumi is to him, he was quick on his feet to run towards him

"I don't care about you"

"That's true, but I'm happy!" He tried to hug him but he was quick to dodge and grabbed Sakuya's hair, pushing him down as Sakuya tried to fight back by grasping his arms

"You hear that (Y/n)? He's so sweet, that boy is sweet"

"Nee-san, pleaseee" you whined, not really in the mood for things such as this

Izumi was having fun teasing you about it, Masumi can't stop looking at you, Sakuya and Matsukawa are way too busy celebrating and here you are, trying your best to stay calm and composed

'What should we do? I didn't even decide to join yet' You bit your lip as you felt your anxiety rising up, can you really handle such a big responsibility?

'But he's our newest member, it feels bad deceiving him, but I guess I should keep it in me for now'

"Entry no.2: Masumi Usui, sixteen years old, my hobby is listening to music, and my reason to join Mankai Company is to support the director"

And right after that, girls swooned around him, completely blocking him from the others, you can see how he's trying his best to break free, which he successfully did, but the girls were still busy sticking to him like some leech, squealing and screaming then and there

"Masumi-kun is so cool!!" Sakuya exclaimed in awe, too stunned with how much effect Masumi has on the girls

"He's well composed, and he's incredibly good" you mumbled as Matsukawa hummed in agreement

It was obvious how irritated he is, with the way his eyebrows furrowed as he looked behind him where the girls were, and it was obvious how his mood quickly changed from irritated to head-over-heels. I swear you're starting to think if this was some sort of prank or act

"Really?"

"EEKKK!" You swear you felt your life was sucked out of you when he suddenly popped out in front, he mumbled out a worried "Sorry" before patiently waiting for your reply

"How's my performance?"

"It was good!"

"Did I do well just now?" You can hear how desperate he is for your answer just by his tone

"Your performance was outstanding-" Matsukawa decided to join in, but was quickly cut off by Masumi himself

"I'm not talking to you" He shot a glare to Matsukawa before taking all of his attention back to you

"Yes! Yes! Just continue doing that!" You replied back, feeling too bad about the manager's cries of sorrows. But honestly, you don't know anymore, you exhaled right after he blushed at your comments and left the scene. Right now you're trying to regain who you are the seconds before the incident. Izumi tried to cover her mouth and keep herself from laughing way too loud, you glared at her as you tried to cover your blush from the close proximity with him minutes ago. You're having a hard time differentiating what's true and what's not

"That was a good performance, Masumi-kun" Your big sister clapped her hands to gain the attention of the two boys across the street, Masumi politely thanked your sister, completely ignoring Sakuya who kept complimenting his performance

You were too relaxed knowing that you found another member that the deadline had slipped out of your mind, you reminded everyone as they came to realization except for Masumi who was a bit confused, but you'll explain the rest later and right now, all of you should run right now because time's running as well. You can see the station where you and your sister came from (Ch.1) and you caught a glimpse of a familiar person who just turned

"Nee-san! I know just the right person to find" you ran off, completely ignoring their calls because you might be too late to stop him

"Hey, (Y/n)!" Izumi groaned when you were nowhere to be seen, she began to panic about the thought of you getting lost because both of you are unfamiliar with this place

"Don't worry, I'll follow her" Masumi dashed away which left Izumi fumbling to find the right words to stop him

"Masumi-kun!" Sakuya was next to run. Izumi and Matsukawa— who were both being tagged into this mess had no other choice but to follow and run too

"PLEASE WAIT!" You don't care anymore, you don't care about attracting the attention of everyone who was there, he's the only last hope you have

"E-eh? Oh! It's you!" You were relieved he already recognized you, as you held onto your legs and pant uncontrollably, earning a worried look from the said male. It took you minutes for your breathing to be back to normal, maybe it'd be best if you never ran from the start

"You said you were looking for a dorm, right?!" He was confused at first but nods to your question

As you were about to introduce your agency, you were left astounded when you heard a familiar voice shouting not too far in front of the station

"PLEASE JOIN MANKAI COMPANY!!! WE PROVIDE DORM AND MEALS TWICE A DAY!!"

"Meals twice a day?!" It was more than enough for him to turn his head to find the source of this generous offer

'It seems like everyone managed to catch up' you sighed in relief as the blue-ish sky had started to slowly turn orange

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garden-of-omegas · 2 years ago

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⚜ FIRST MEETING [A3! - SPRING TROUPE] ⚜

┌── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────

characters: sakuya sakuma | masumi usui | tsuzuru minagi | itaru chigasaki | citron | chikage utsuki summary: the details of your first meeting with your future mate. warnings: references to injury rating: sfw a/n: this was a different experience to write after all the supernatural nonsense of arcana and obey me, really not sure if this is as exciting as those ones, but y'know, sometimes a bit of a chill pill is a good thing.

~🎕

└── ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ••✎•• ──────────

≿━━━━༺❀ sakuya sakuma ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were, to put it nicer than anyone else at the time bothered to, a disgraced actor who'd just moved away from your home country to japan in order to start over so to speak. mostly you were just in the middle of getting situated into a new country and living style.

✿ you were 18, and out of those years you'd been an actor for nine. sakuya and you had barely a year of age difference, with him being 17 at the time.

✿ you were in veludo way as you'd heard it was a good place to look for employement as an actor, when you came across a young man advertising try-outs for their company, mankai. you politely asked for one, which ended in sakuya staring at you in awe for a long time before you just awkwardly took one of the fliers and fled the scene.

✿ you showed up to the try-outs the next day, which didn't end up being a lot as you were given the position immediately by the eager looking director. sakuya finally introduced himself and the two of you were set to share a room together.

✿ sakuya was immediately in awe upon seeing you, i mean, you were famous! a talented actor who had years on him in the industry! and you were talking to him! after calming down from his fangirling, he actually came to appreciate your positive and cheerful disposition. you thought sakuya was sort of cute, if not a little overwhelming with his hero-worship. but once he managed to calm down, he made for good company and was eager to help you get settled down in your shared room.

≿━━━━༺❀ masumi usui ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were an aspiring actor, who despite your tremendous talent had thus far been rejected from every theatre company you'd tried out for. thankfully, a certain director happened to see one of your try-outs and scouted you to join her company.

✿ you were sixteen at the time, though you'd started your hobby of acting when you were just five years old to the delight of your mothers. masumi was also sixteen.

✿ you were brought to the mankai company doors by izumi, where she informed everyone that you'd be joining the spring troupe. masumi wasn't all too happy about the attention you were receiving from her, and after being informed that the two of you would be roommates proceeded to insult you and walk away.

✿ masumi pretty much ignored you from then on, even as you were moving to your shared room. you didn't really care, though you would've loved if he got off his ass long enough to pick up his own stuff from his side of the room. it's how he ended up with a book thrown at his face.

✿ masumi absolutely did not like you upon first meeting. you were far too pretty and izumi was already praising you, you were bound to take her away from him. the book incident most certainly didn't help his opinion of you either. you didn't pay any mind to masumi really, his opinions on you were his own problem. it wasn't until you actually had to start sharing a living space with him did you start getting even a bit annoyed with him and his habits.

≿━━━━༺❀ tsuzuru minagi ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a set designer looking for work, as you'd just recently become the legal guardian of your three younger siblings and needed to support the three of you. so, you'd applied to work at the mankai company and somehow got roped into doing acting work as well.

✿ you were 20 years old, two years older than tsuzuru. you'd been working as a set designer to about a year at that point, which is probably why you needed to apply at such a small company.

✿ you were hired to design and help build the set for mankai company's first production, which is why you didn't get to meet the rest of the actors at first. it wasn't until izumi brought tsuzuru to see the set for some inspiration did you two meet and hit it off, which lead to the two of you being assigned roommates.

✿ you didn't really spend a lot of time in your room, on account of having to look after your siblings and being busy with the set, so most of the time you only saw tsuzuru and the rest during practice sessions.

✿ tsuzuru admired your work immensely upon first meeting, and came to admire you as a person when he found out about your family situation. you were so... so kind and caring, always hard at work, that he couldn't help but grow a bit of a crush immediately. you didn't have much of an opinion on tsuzuru upon your first meeting beyond him being easy to get along with, but after being placed as roommates you came to appreciate his kindness and dedication to taking care of people.

≿━━━━༺❀ itaru chigasaki ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were recovering from a career ending injury that you had sustained while swimming in the ocean. having previously been a professional swimmer, you were still looking for what you wanted to do next and acting seemed like a good fit.

✿ you were 24, at the peak of your career just before it was all over. you'd been in recovery for about four months at that point. itaru was 23.

✿ you'd actually previously met in some online games you'd been playing while you had to be off your feet, but you didn't officially meet until you moved into the mankai dormitory after izumi recruited you to join the spring troupe. you were placed with itaru, to his initial annoyance.

✿ after moving into your shared room, you discovered itaru's "secret" and subsequently realized that you'd met before. after that whole debacle, itaru made it his life's mission to introduce you to as many games of his as possible.

✿ itaru was initially rather annoyed with your mere presence, but after realizing that you'd met before, playing games, he became much more amicable to your presence in his room. not to mention, you were hot as fuck. you didn't initially think much of itaru, until you figured out that they were your gaming buddy who'd been a great comfort to you during your recovery. after that your relationship skyrocketed in closeness, and your huge crush grew just behind.

≿━━━━༺❀ citron ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ well, truth to be told, you were a princex of a certain country, but due to your status as second born you were allowed certain freedoms that you took advantage of by travelling and looking for your personal paradise in the world.

✿ you were 24, you'd been spending the last five years just travelling and seeing the world. citron was 22, having just recently arrived in japan.

✿ you were vaguely aware of citron's existence even prior to meeting him, which is why it was surprising to come across him on the veludo way while you were sightseeing. extremely curious, you went up to him to have a chat which lead to him (poorly) telling you about the mankai company which led you to wanting to check it out, and then absolutely falling in love with the place and joining the spring troupe.

✿ izumi was... surprised by your enthusiasm for joining, but accepted after seeing your talent and assigned you to room with citron. and let's just say that we don't talk about the disaster that is two members of royalty sharing a room.

✿ citron found you so interesting, with all your worldly stories and knowledge. even if some of your talks were... strange, your free-spirit more than made up for it. if only you would stay still for more than five minutes to have those talks. you thought citron was just the cutest thing ever, especially his rudimentary japanese. sure, you could talk to him in his native tongue, but what's the fun in that? besides, his drive to learn was just too adorable.

≿━━━━༺❀ chikage utsuki ❀༻━━━━≾

✿ you were a nurse working at the mankai company, though recently you'd also been recruited as an actor. while initially you'd started to work just for the free room, now you saw the company as your home and family.

✿ you were 26, the same age as chikage. you'd been working at the mankai company for a year at that point, and had been a registered nurse for three of those.

✿ you weren't around when chikage originally joined the troupe, as you were taking a supplementary medical classes in an another city. it wasn't until you were called back due to an injury to sakuya during practice that you actually met chikage, your new roommate. and to say that you didn't particularly like him at first was an understatement.

✿ you weren't particularly happy about having to share a room originally, especially not with chikage who you found... shady. so your initial days spent together were mostly in uncomfortable silence and several glares sent one way.

✿ chikage didn't originally have much of an opinion on you, as he mostly just heard about how nice you were from the other troupe members. but after meeting you, he found your suspicion of him to be rather amusing. you didn't trust him a single bit to start with, you found him to be incredibly shady and annoying. and it got only worse once he refused your medical check-ups, which you then made your life mission to get him to take.

#⚜ garden walks #omegaverse #a/b/o #alpha!reader #x reader #a3!#sakuya sakuma #omega!sakuya #masumi usui #omega!masumi #tsuzuru minagi #omega!tsuzuru #itaru chigasaki #omega!itaru #citron #omega!citron #chikage utsuki #omega!chikage #a3! - spring troupe

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banzaitaka · 2 years ago

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Spring Troupe's kisses

Sakuya Sakuma, Masumi Usui, Tsuzuru Minagi, Itaru Chigasaki, Citron x gn! reader

This has been a great way for me to be productive, so please bear with me. Also, I'm still sad the eng server of the game is down, so I need some A3 content to cheer me up Funfact: A3 was the first fandom I chose to write for here...No one ever requested A3 stuff <;/3

Summer Troupe's kisses

Autumn Troupe‘s kisses

Sakuya Sakuma...

...kisses you in private, often for special occasions. His kisses are shy, yet full of joy and adoration for you. He gives you a feather light peck as a thanks for every little thing you do for him, and giggles shyly whenever you give him one in return. He only ever kisses you on the lips with your permission, and when he does, it's sweet and innocent, often lingering for about 3 seconds before he backs up again. Which gives you the opportunity to gaze at his rosy cheeks, while listening to his loving laugh.

Masumi Usui...

...kisses you whenever, wherever, however you want. He wants you to enjoy it as much as he does whenever his lips meet your skin, he is satisfied as long as he gets to kiss you. He absolutely loves long kisses. Pecks aren't on the table if you don't say you like them. His kisses always linger for a few seconds and go as deep as you allow them. The sound of lips seperating from the place they kissed sends an additional shiver run up and down his spine, makes him want more. He melts when being on the recieving end of your kiss, no matter where you kiss him. He swears, with every kiss he loves you even more.

Tsuzuru Minagi...

...kisses you in a more casual manner. He likes giving you a quick one on your head whenever you spend some time together alone. He appreciates recieving forehead kisses when he's sensing a headache from late night script writing coming up. The kiss might not magic the pain or fatigue, but it certainly lifts his spirits. He gets incredibly embarrassed by kisses when the other Mankai Company members are around, though. He once thought you were alone when he rushed over and gave you a quick kiss goodbye on your lips, turning around in horror when he heard Kazunari whistle behind him.

Itaru Chigasaki...

...kisses you for a few other reasons besides showing affection; distracting you from the game you're playing against him, to butter you up for a favor, good luck for gacha pulls...He likes to tease you when he notices you want to kiss him, maybe even make you 'go on a quest to get one as a reward'. He will end up giving you a lot of apology kisses because you know how to get back to him, all while quietly laughing into the kisses. His kisses overall are in a good middle point; not very long, but not very short, not very deep, but not very light either. Only in sentimental, in quiet moments, he takes his time to really appreciate the feeling of your skin, the feeling of your lips. He would cringe if someone would ever actually say it out loud, but he could kiss you all night long.

Citron...

...kisses you multiple times, and with much energy and joy. He loves kissing you, especially when he catches you off guard doing it. And one kiss is hardly enough, he will always go in for another few quick pecks, sometimes moving from your lips to your cheek, to your neck to leave another few smooches there, loving the way you giggle at the ticklish sensation. He is not being a show off whenever he gives you a lot of kisses in public, he just really doesn't care when people see. Also, he doesn't like not being able to kiss you when he wants to. He begs you for kisses when he feels especially needy by wrapping his arms around you and puckering his lips, while repeating, "Gimme kiss! Gimme kiss!", over and over until you give in.

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lcs-library · 3 years ago

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hiii!!!! can i rq headcanons of masumi usui and/or sakuya sakuma with a s/o who's super happy and affectionate and cheerful? :D

Yep!! I had a lot of fun writing these, so please enjoy!!

Sakuya!

🌸He really loves having someone near him who is also super optimistic!

🌸He tends to find that your positive energy rubs off on him :)

🌸You always have such cute dates!!

🌸A lot of the time, you go to a small coffee shop, then rehearse lines for an upcoming show(whether it be yours or his) on the riverbank

🌸From there, you often find yourselves cuddling under the shade of a nearby tree

🌸You always shower him in so many kisses just to see the cute expression on his face!!!

🌸His face gets all scrunched up and he closes his eyes with the most giddy smile n he’s so wiggly when you try to hold him still to give him more love and aaaaa he’s so cute help

🌸He’s so giggly when you do it too omg <3

🌸Scratch that, he’s super giggly all the time around you and he finds that he can’t help it

🌸Whenever you greet him, you almost topple him over in the biggest hug and he usually returns it with an excited smile.

🌸Although one day, when you greeted him with your usual hug outside of your favorite cafe, he starts crying after you hold him for a bit.

🌸“Oh, oh no, what did I do? Here, let me get those tears,” you blubbered out, releasing your hold on him to cup his face and dry his tears.

🌸Sakuya gave a weak grin, gazing into your eyes with his own teary ones.

🌸You continued swiping your thumbs across his cheek, quietly shushing him, allowing Sakuya to let his emotions out.

🌸He practically became a puddle in your hands, his weight sinking into your hold until he felt that his tears were almost dry.

🌸Sakuya took a deep breath, then finally spoke.

🌸“It’s just… I’ve never felt this way before. So…loved. I feel so cared for. I have the troupe, of course, and they do so much for me, and I appreciate it, I really do, but being held like this, getting showered in so much love and affection, it’s not something I’m used to. It’s not something I ever was really able to have. That all just hit me right now, so you don’t need to worry, okay? I’m just really happy. And a crybaby.” He finished with a giggle.

🌸That was a lot to take in.

🌸He had told you about his past and all that, but you never realized that such simple actions you did practically on instinct meant so much to him.

🌸All you could muster as a reply was “Can I hug you again?”

🌸Sakuya simply nodded, and you could notice a few small tears well up in his eyes.

🌸You wrapped your arms around him, leaning your face into his shoulder, nestling it into the crook of his neck. Sakuya returned the gesture by holding you just as tightly, resting his own head on top of yours.

🌸You both decided to stay there for a bit, and you felt the small tears from his eyes make their way down his cheek and reach the top of your head.

🌸You sighed, noticing the sounds of Sakuya’s breathing start to become more steady, and you finally smiled.

🌸This boy meant so much to you, and the thought that you meant just as much to him was satisfying.

🌸You found your way out of Sakuya’s arms to hold his hands, giving him a reassuring smile.

🌸“Come on, let’s go get those drinks before people start to think that what we were doing was a street act.”

🌸He only laughed before replying with a sigh and a simple “Yeah.”

Masumi!

🎧He’s the type to simply relish in your happiness from afar, so a lot of his displays of affection come in the form of small gifts and taking you to places he knows you’ll enjoy.

🎧He likes watching you enjoy yourself and knowing that he was the one who made you that happy.

🎧He never expects you to always return his gifts in the form of affection.

🎧Masumi is another person who doesn’t realize how touch starved he is until he gets even the smallest hint of affection.

🎧And you can see his eyes sparkle when you hug him every. Single. Time.

🎧And when he sees you happy and enjoying yourself, you always manage to get him to flash one of his rare smiles.

🎧Which is absolutely heart-melting, but it’s when you touch him that he really gets excited.

🎧For example, on your first date, you decided to go to a small music festival, and on your walk there, you decided to casually grab his hand as you talked.

🎧You didn’t mind touching him, and small acts of affection were always the norm for you, but to Masumi, it was an entirely different story.

🎧This person he’s always liked and cared for and adored likes him back.

🎧You didn’t even say anything about liking him back, but such a small act of affection told him how much you cared for him.

🎧You swung your clasped hands back and forth as you rambled about something that happened to you recently, almost skipping ahead of the wide-eyed boy.

🎧“…right, Masumi?” You finished, turning to him for confirmation.

🎧It took you a moment to register his expression.

🎧His eyes were almost soulless and his jaw was practically on the floor. He looked as if he was only there physically, and he had emotionally left the vicinity.

🎧Masumi’s head was practically racing with thoughts.

🎧Oh my god this is real. They like me. He simply melted into your touch, and he didn’t even think about his expression as he stared at your hands blankly.

🎧It was only when you asked for his response that he snapped out of his daze.

🎧“Mmhm…yeah…” he mumbled, looking down, his face a slowly deepening shade of red.

🎧You grinned at his surprisingly cute response, then slowed your pace a bit to match his.

🎧With you this close to him, you really wouldn’t expect Masumi of all people to be a blushing mess.

🎧His face was never towards you, but you could always see the tinge of red on his ears and notice the way his hand kept adjusting in yours.

🎧It was honestly so different that you couldn’t help but bask in his bashfulness, further encouraging it by inching your face towards his with every step you took.

🎧And by the time you made it to where you could touch his face with your own, you gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

🎧Masumi finally turned towards you, his eyes wide. Never in his life would he have thought that you’d fully return his affections.

🎧“Hm? Massu, you okay—mmph!” You only wanted to see if you had upset him or crossed a boundary, but you were met by Masumi tackling you into a big hug.

🎧He held you against him, his arms fully crossing your back, his fingertips barely reaching the front side of your belly. His head was in between your neck and your left shoulder, his eyes closed.

🎧“I love you so, so much. I always have and I always will. Let me devote myself to you.”

🎧“Woah, slow down there. I love you too.” You managed to get out with a chuckle, patting his back.

🎧In the end, you had to practically pry him off of you, and his eyes wouldn’t leave you for the rest of the date.

🎧All in all, he loves you. A lot.

#for once I like the Masumi one more than the Sakuya one #now to start on the other requests #a3!#fanfiction #a3! x reader #a3! act! addict! actors!#act! addict! actors!#a3 game #sakuya sakuma #sakuya sakuma x reader #Masumi usui #masumi usui x reader #my fics #request

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mashuhiso-writes · 2 years ago

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hi!! me again with more asks😭 can i req masumi w a s/o in a vkei band? with them doing vocal/guitar

Welcome back and no worries, you can send in as much as you want!

Masumi Usui HCs w/ and S/O Who's in a Visual Kei Band:

He always goes to their concerts but in times where he can't, he makes up for it with a date!

He's absolutely stunned with their vocals, and loves to hear them sing <3

He also asks them to play the guitar, and asks them to teach him how to!

He picks up on it quite fast, and he surprises them with a guitar performance on their birthday/first anniversary :)

They often recommend songs to Masumi, since he is very interested in the genre they play!

Most of their dates consist of karaoke dates <3

On holidays with Mankai, they perform together with Masumi!! Mankai enjoys their performances a lot :)

#masumi usui x reader #a3 x reader #a3xreader #mankai company x reader #sorry if i wrote anything in this wrong ;-;

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citowon · 3 years ago

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First and Second 🎧 Masumi Usui

hi hi!! are writing requests open?? if so then i’d like some headcanons for masumi with an s/o who’s izumi’s younger sibling!! if that’s okay!! (the reader can be either male or gender neutral please!!) thank you very much!! also happy fuck tsuzuru friday

did someone say ‘carried away?’ because OH MY GOD i got so carried away with this one, but i’m very proud of it! a lot of the concepts i included are ones very dear to me, and this one made me think of so many silly masumi hcs. i might make another hc list about the massu thoughts i had here but the next request in the inbox is also for masumi, so stay tuned massu fans 🖤

word count: 8625

tags: gender neutral reader, fluff, headcanons + fic, just a little bit of angst, most of this was written at various times between 1-3 am so there’s a few funny hahas in there

summary: Masumi meets the in-laws and Reader makes a new friend. Izumi is delighted at this turn of events.

Izumi’s family visits backstage on the second-to-last night of Charlatan of Oz.

Ms. Tachibana is reserved, but they’re still mother and daughter. No one talks about Yukio. It’s clear to everyone Izumi is the spitting image of her dad as well as what he left behind when he disappeared.

But Ms. Tachibana still breaks into a smile, kisses Izumi on the forehead, and presents her with a bouquet of roses in orange, red and gold like a bright sunset.

(Masumi notes one of the roses, a peach bordering on pink, matches the exact shade of Izumi’s eyes. He’ll have to ask Ms. Tachibana about the species- he has a new goal to save up and buy Izumi 99 roses in the same color.)

The Director introduces her mother first, and Masumi is the first to shake her hand.

“Good evening,” he greeted. Ms. Tachibana is pudgy and warm, and her handshake is firm, but he can feel the beginnings of prominent veins that come with age. “I’m glad you could make it. Did you enjoy our show?”

“It was wonderful,” she said. “You’ve scouted some talented actors, Izumi, not to mention polite. This one respects his elders, unlike some people I know.”

“It was one time, Mom, and I was like three and barely knew what manners were. You can’t blame me for Christmas at Uncle Masahiro’s anymore.”

“What happened on Christmas at Uncle Masahiro’s?” Sakuya asked.

At the same time, Masumi said, “Thank you, Ms. Tachibana. I want to leave a good impression on my future in-laws.”

Yeah, that explained why no one answered Sakuya’s question. Itaru let out a massive “HAH” right next to Chikage’s ear, the latter alarmed but unsure whether to laugh or not.

Tsuzuru went in for the rescue and bowed. “I am so sorry for Masumi’s behavior, I don’t know what got into him. Please forgive him.”

“Oh! So that means you’re Masumi,” Ms. Tachibana said. She elbowed Izumi, whose mouth was pried into a thin, tight-lipped smile, then went to pinch Masumi’s cheeks. He fought the innate urge to shake her off. “Izumi! You didn’t tell me you had such a handsome admirer!”

“That’s a word for it,” Izumi muttered. “Don’t encourage him. Give him even the smallest crumb of hope and he’ll run with it.”

“I love your daughter,” he said. “Can I have your blessing?”

Tsuzuru made a choking noise behind Masumi, but Ms. Tachibana just laughed. “I’m afraid I’ll have to decline. Izumi is way too old for you.”

“I know, but hey,” Izumi whined, suspiciously like American comedian John Mulaney.

“But since you seem like a good boy, I have another kiddo about your age.” She looked over Masumi’s shoulder. “Reader!”

None of the Spring Troupe even noticed them enter the dressing room, save for Citron. They were looking at the prop table as the actor pointed out the cool wizard staves and a half-eaten bag of expired Fritos he found halfway during a show the other day.

Reader cocked their head and approached as Ms. Tachibana beckoned them over. “This is Reader, my youngest. You’ll have better luck with them than you will with Izumi, I can tell you that.”

“But I don’t want anyone else. I want Izumi and nothing could change my love.”

Reader’s mouth formed a big fat O. “Wait, Izu, is this the guy?”

Izumi popped the P in “Yep.”

“Oh,” they said.

Then they giggled. “Oh.”

They gave Masumi a once-over. “Ohhh,” they repeated.

There is nothing in this world that outweighs my love, Masumi thought, but if this kid doesn’t stop staring at me like I’m out of the loop, I’m gonna bash their head in with Citron’s staff.

“Hey, Izu, you tied down a good one,” they said.

“I did not.”

“I better be in the bridal party once you guys pick a date. Hear me out- beach wedding.”

“Reader,” Izumi said calmly. She wore a smile like a customer service worker on the last leg of their shift. “There is no wedding, there is nothing between us, I am single-“ Reader raised their hand to interject- “and I swear on my secret spice blend, if you take that as an opportunity to hook me up with another one of your friends’ siblings- which, by the way, is none of your business and I’m sure your friends know that as well- I’m going to strangle you.”

Reader lowered their hand.

Masumi joined them and held a hand out to Reader. “Thanks for coming to our production. Have we met? It’s a pleasure to meet you. I’m Masumi, Izumi’s future husband.”

Reader looked Izumi dead in the eye with the biggest shit-eating grin as they shook his hand. “The pleasure’s all mine. Treat my sister well, okay?”

Izumi buried her head in her hands.

Masumi’s on cloud nine after introducing himself to you. After all, you said you were expecting a wedding, right? How could he not be happy about that?

The Tachibanas stay in town for a few days to watch the last showing of Charlatan, then spend some time with the eldest daughter. They don’t say hello backstage, but that is… fine, actually.

He sees you once again that night for dinner at the dorms, though. You mention offhandedly you missed Izumi’s curry, and he relates to that. He’s blessed to have the perfect woman make him a perfect meal every night, and he’s glad someone else in the dorms can appreciate that, even if only on visiting hours.

The grind stops for no one. Well, it stops a little for Spring Troupe as they recuperate after Charlatan closes, but the next day Izumi is back up and at it with Summer Troupe, running through exercises like a woman on a mission.

For Masumi, though, it’s a lazy morning. All his plans today are to wake up at 12 PM (done), make some toaster waffles (done), and smoke Tsuzuru out of the room with his big-ass speakers so he can enjoy some music in peace.

He’s on his way to his room, munching on some cinnamon toast Eggos when he crosses the practice room. It’s his favorite part of the walk. He doesn’t even need to listen specifically to hear dramatic lines, Izumi’s sweet voice, and… math rock?

Lounging beside the door was Reader, a folder perched along your legs as you worked on some homework. Beside you was your phone, connected to you by earbuds in your favorite color.

You were immersed in your homework, but Masumi just had to ask. The song blasting through your earbuds was from an independent band he recently found, and he’d never met anyone else listening to it.

You feel something nudge you and you jump, but you’re relieved when you realize it’s Izumi’s loyal follower. As much as she complains about the guy, he doesn’t seem to be much of a threat to you.

The unfamiliarity is palpable as the conversation starts, but once you hear the band’s name, you’re glowing. You’ve been listening to them since their first EP, and you’ve finally got a willing audience to listen to you and why you love them so much!

You know the discography like the back of your hand, while Masumi’s a new listener, so in a lull in the conversation you skip to a new song and offer an earbud. “Hey, listen to this. Super underrated.”

He takes the earbud and sits down beside you. His arm brushes against your sleeve from close proximity. The song is sparse and dissonant. You said it was one of the most vulnerable, heartfelt pieces the band’s created, and it shows; the vocals are at a whisper and the guitar acoustic as wind effects outweigh the actual melody-

Whatever lovely trance Masumi found himself in, it was broken the second the practice room door slammed open and Kazunari strode out, Summer Troupe in tow. “Hey, it’s Massu and E-Reader! Whatcha doing out here alone?”

“Woaaaaah, look at all those papers, Reader! Were you camping out here or something?”

“I bet they were looking for triangles!”

“Wait, Masumi, were you helping Reader with homework? That’s just like the latest chapter in- eek! Actually, how about I leave now so you don’t have to deal with a third-rate third wheel like me?”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Muku. Izumi’s inside, so if you were looking for her, you came to the right place. No need to be shy.”

“Shut it, hack, did you even consider that they didn’t want to interrupt practice?”

Leave it to Summer Troupe to instantly kill the mood.

You made small talk with Summer Troupe while Masumi stuck to the sidelines, not interested in the conversation but refusing to leave without the name of that song.

By the time the actors left, you handed Masumi your phone.

Masumi checked the now playing feature on your phone, his mind reading the song title over and over again. Once he got back to his room, he’d do this track justice by listening to it beginning to end with one of his high-end headphones.

“Give me your phone number,” you said. “Please?”

He’s used to random students asking him out of the blue for his number or socials, but never one that seemed as cool as you, or at least as cool as your music taste suggested. “Why?”

You shrugged. “It’s what friends do, isn’t it?”

Hell yeah. Izumi was going to be so proud that her future husband and sibling were friends.

Masumi’s eyes were straight on the phone screen as he made a contact for you, but you couldn’t help but feel a little prideful for getting along so well with one of the most standoffish members of Mankai Company.

You return home, but you make good use of Masumi’s number. Your text threads aren’t much for conversation, but you both send links to music videos to each other.

“check out this band! [link] i saw them live last time they toured and they were amazing afskshsla”

“cool. think youd like this. [link]”

You can’t pinpoint when it started exactly, but over time you and Masumi get comfortable enough to just call each other and talk about whatever. He becomes a steady, reliable friend that never judges you for anything and always chills you out.

You come to more and more of Mankai’s shows with or without Ms. Tachibana, and always show up for two or more of Spring Troupe’s performances.

For Harugaoka Quartet, you decide to drop by backstage on opening night and congratulate everyone-

-but Masumi’s the one that ends up on the receiving end of your bouquet of flowers, all of them big and pale purple.

You say it’s to celebrate nailing the a lead role, but he can’t help but notice Citron doesn’t have a single flower from you.

Both of you spend all your time just talking as everyone decompresses from the play. Even though it’s been a while since you last saw each other, you don’t need to catch up- you guys talk so much, you already know where you’re going to college at, problems and interests, everything.

You leave late when the theater’s about to close for the night and the actors are packing up props.

You hug him goodbye, and he watches and waves you off as you leave. It’s always a bummer to see you go, but your personality always leaves a warmth that he clings onto.

“Ah-hem. Masumi?”

What? Huh? Who was that? Masumi surveyed the room, forgetting where he was. Where was he?

“Boo!”

“Gah!” Masumi recoiled as Citron grasped his shoulders from behind, a mischievous smirk on his face. Masumi’s breath hitched in his throat, but he brushed off the shock with a huff. “Don’t do that. Try it again and I’ll kill you.”

“But I called your name so many times! I was starting to get lonely.”

“Then just walk in front of me or tug on my sleeve like a normal person. Or even better, go bug Tsuzuru instead. What do you want?”

“Director wants us to check the soundboard before she locks the theater. You wouldn’t want to disappoint her, would you?”

Well, of course not. Izumi was the one that dragged Masumi into a new family and a new passion, and he respected her deeply for it, but the reverence he once reserved only for her was dwindling. Maybe he was feeling unwell?

Whatever it was, he nodded, still holding your bouquet close to his chest. They certainly weren’t his first bouquet, and every actor usually got one or two by the end of a production, but they weren’t yours. Yours were his favorite color.

Citron led him into the wings of the stage. The curtains were already drawn and the house lights gleamed through the gaps between fabric and wood.

“Reader gave you those flowers, yes?” Citron asked as they approached the tech booth.

Masumi’s grip on the bouquet tightened on instinct. “They’re mine.”

“Of course! I would never dream of taking them. But have you thought about what you will say to Reader?”

“What?”

“You are a smart boy! You know what I mean. Do what feels right to you, but I think you should say yes.”

“What?” Masumi repeated, even more lost than before.

Citron’s face fell. “Keep your kangaroos! Haven’t you noticed?”

“It’s ‘hold your horses.’ And seriously, what? I have no idea what this conversation’s about.”

“Oh,” Citron said.

Then he glanced at Masumi’s flowers and how he held them so close to his heart and held a hand to his mouth. It did nothing to cover the pitiful smile on his lips.

“Oh,” he repeated.

“If you keep staring at me like I’m out of the loop, I’m going to go to the storage room just to dig up your staff from Charlatan and beat you with it.”

“But you are out of the- do you truly not know?”

“What are you talking about,” Masumi hissed.

“It’s about how-” Citron combed through his long blond hair with his fingers as words escaped him. “Let me be blunt. Are you in love with the Director?”

“She’s the love of my life.”

“Think. Just for a moment. Why do you love her?”

“Everything about her is perfect.”

“I want specifics, Masumi.”

“She is…”

Masumi’s mouth went dry. Of all the times when someone was actually interested in his love life, why did it have to be the one time he couldn’t drum up unconditional love?

Think, Masumi. She was pretty. That was the first thing he noticed about Izumi, and what drew him to her, but he wasn’t so shallow he would fall in love just because of looks. He couldn’t say that.

Her curry? Masumi loved her curry. Sometimes he would wake up and think, Day 482 of eating curry for at least one meal. I haven’t gotten jaundice yet. It was delicious and enough to make Gordon Ramsay cry tears of joy if he were real, but again, not something to fall head over heels over, even if he’d willingly eat it for the rest of his life. He couldn’t say that either.

But Citron was still watching him owlishly, curling a lock of hair through his finger and expecting an answer.

“Izumi was the one that gave me a chance,” he settled on. “She was the first person that taught me how to care for people other than myself.”

“That is very sweet,” Citron said.

But he didn’t say anything else. Masumi wondered if he was unsatisfied.

“She also showed me how to act. I found something to dedicate myself to.”

“Yes, yes, I see that.”

A lull in the conversation. Citron licked his hand and went back to combing.

“Did you just spit in your hair?”

“It breaks down the hairspray.”

“That is disgusting. Just, so gross on so many levels.”

“It’s- how do you say?” Citron asked as though he indeed knew how one would say. “Whatever!”

“So are you done interrogating me now or can we work on the soundboard already- wait.” Masumi looked around. They stopped walking a while ago, but never registered where exactly in the theater he was. “The soundboard’s on stage left.”

Citron ignored him. “Say, Reader is pretty neat.”

“Yeah, they are. They’re great at listening and so easy to talk to. We’re going to go to a small club gig for a progressive indie rock duo I showed them a while ago in a few weeks and I can’t wait to see them again,” Masumi said.

Citron covered his mouth again, this time to hide a laugh. “Very cool, Masumi.”

“Seriously, why are you acting like you know something I don’t?”

“I do.”

“Then tell me already.”

“No, no, I think it’s your realization to have.”

“Are you kidding me? I’m fine, Citron. if you have something to say about me or the people close to me, then just say it instead of being vague. Do you really think- are you braiding your hair?”

“It leaves very nice waves overnight,” Citron said, halfway through a smooth side braid. The spit, unfortunately, must’ve worked.

“Seriously, you dragged me out to skip on a favor for the Director, talk trash about my beloved and my friend, and keep expecting me to know something you’re just refusing to tell me. What’s your point? If you wanted to know about my life, you could’ve just asked instead of this roundabout conversation. I mean, I talk to Reader all the time, I thought you would’ve known already how close we are-“

Masumi shut his mouth. He blinked. Blinked again. Clicked his tongue like he was about to say something else, but no words came out, and he instead decided to purse his lips like he just ate something sour.

And Citron, ever the enabler, paused his braiding just to watch his junior go through a full slideshow of faces.

Masumi spent a long period of time sticking his tongue in his cheek and staring off into the curtains, lost in thought. Citron had half a mind to make some popcorn, but instead enjoyed the silence. Thinking was a good look for Masumi.

“Oh,” Masumi finally said.

“Just ‘oh?’”

“Shut up. This is serious.” Masumi made a very uncharacteristic groan and pinched the bridge of his nose. “I’m so stupid.”

“Not stupid,” Citron said. “Just inexperienced. You’ll get there in time.”

“But I wasted a whole year. What do I do? I’ve never felt this way before.”

“How a door bull!”

“It is not adorable,” Masumi retorted. He covered his face with the bouquet. Violets, his favorite. Dammit, you even remembered that offhand comment from months ago. You were such a good listener. “I- I don’t know. If the Director wasn’t love, then what does that make Reader?”

“If I may? Attraction gives way to love, but love at fistfight isn’t common. You don’t need to make a decision right away. Time will tell.”

“It’s called l-love at first sight. And I don’t want to wait.”

“There is sweetness in taking it slow. No one will judge you for being uncertain as long as you don’t play with emotions.” Citron ruffled Masumi’s hair, the latter too dazed to protest. “And I doubt you would! You’re very genuine.”

“How do you even know all this stuff?”

“I may have never carried a torch for anyone, but everyone carries a torch for me,” he boasted.

“You’re useless,” Masumi deadpanned, hoping it would hide how his heart felt so small and soft. “I’m leaving. I’m not talking to you about this again.”

As he stalked off, Citron called out, “Good luck with your fart puddles!”

“It’s ‘heart troubles!’ Say that again and you’re dead!”

Masumi in love- maybe? He’s not sure what to call it; what he felt for Izumi was real, but the way he sees you is different. All the bravado he had proclaiming his crush on Izumi goes out the window for you.

He likes you, he can admit that to himself, but it’s something he wants to keep a secret to himself for now. It’s nice. He used to think that love was preformative and grandiose and the bigger, the better, but now it’s soft and subtle with him, and he can’t stop thinking about how he wishes you were here.

(Masumi hates to admit it, but maybe Itaru was onto something when he said the best kind of love was unrequited.)

He places your violets on his desk right where the sun hits and asks Tsumugi how to preserve them as long as possible. He checks on them every morning and evening without fail, and can’t help but think of how light he felt when you gave them to him.

Only a day has passed, but he misses you. He scans the audience for you, and when he can’t find you he busies himself with tidying up backstage after the play and hoping you’d come by again.

It’s natural you wouldn’t go to each and every performance. You were busy, and Mankai productions usually lasted a week or more. It’s understandable. But even though he gets it, he’s still the first to enter the theater and last to leave on performance days, and as much as he tries to hide his disappointment, he notices Citron give him sympathetic looks every time his hopes of seeing you again are dashed.

Three days into the week Masumi gets a text from you, wishing him a broken leg tonight. That must mean you’re watching tonight, right? He has to prepare something for you, and he’s excited.

Sure enough, look at seat 4-27 and there you are.

Masumi sees you from behind the curtain ten minutes before showtime. Nervous energy rushes to his head, but a Spring Troupe pre-show huddle steels his nerves and he gives a performance of a lifetime, definitely his best run of the play yet as he’s fully immersed in the world of Harugaoka.

The focus ebbs once he sees you in the audience during the curtain call. He’s a bundle of nerves as Spring Troupe returns backstage, but when he sees you smile and congratulate him again, it all melts away.

There’s no way he doesn’t like you. You’re infectious. He finds himself laughing with you far more than anyone else, and he trusts you beyond words.

You shrugged on your jacket as you got ready to leave again, but Masumi tugged on your arm. “Hey. Before you go.”

“Huh? What’s up-” You turned to face him and caught a big whiff of lavender. Masumi clutched a small bundle of flowers, tall licks of purple buds tied with a twine bow.

“It’s for you.” He scratched his neck with his free hand. “For the flowers last time. Thank you.”

“Oh! No no no, thank you. They smell wonderful.”

“Yeah. I need to tell you something important.” Even just saying that made Masumi’s inner voice recoil and cringe. What a childish way to go about it.

But you perked up, scanned the room, and waved your hand to your sister. “Izu! I’m borrowing Masumi!” You shouted.

Izumi shouted back, “Have him home by midnight!”

“Done deal!” You grabbed Masumi’s hand. “Hey, let’s go outside.”

“Okay,” he said, eyes boring holes into your intertwined hands. Your hand was so soft, and the fingers fit between his knuckles like puzzle pieces. He must’ve been distracted- how else would he explain not remembering the walk at all?

You dragged him to an ice cream parlor a block down from the theater, grabbed one cone for you and a cup for Masumi (“My treat,” you insisted even as Masumi opened his wallet), and plopped yourself across from him in a corner table for two.

“So.” You licked your ice cream. “What’s going on?”

Masumi dug his spoon into his Dutch Chocolate. “I don’t like Izumi anymore.” You hummed and nodded in acknowledgement, and a quiet urge for him to continue. “It’s hard to explain. She was the first person to make me feel like that.” He paused to sink his teeth into a spoonful. “But it was a lot. It didn’t feel real in hindsight.”

You hummed again, this time while swallowing. “I get that. Feelings come and go.”

“I think I was projecting.”

“Mhm?”

“I got so caught up in someone caring about me for the first time that I thought there was no other explanation but love.” Right. You knew about Masumi’s life and the loneliness that came with it, but it still stung to know he was still grappling with the past. “So I just acted like what everyone says love is. I don’t think it was love. A crush, maybe, but not love.” Not love like this. Not like how you’re the only person I could be truly vulnerable around.

He swallowed a spoonful of his ice cream. His cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk as he ate. “So yeah,” he said dismissively, like it wasn’t a huge weight off his chest.

You licked a drop of melting ice cream off your cone, and lowered it to give your best friend your full attention. “Can I be real for a second? That’s great to hear. Changing feelings means you’re growing.”

“You say that like I grew an inch taller,” he quipped.

“It’s still important, though. You learn something new about yourself after every failed relationship or crush, so I’ve heard. Makes you mature or something.”

“So you’re not mad?”

Your face fell. “What? Of course not, why would I be mad?”

“It was your sister. I didn’t want to hurt her.”

“Ohhh.” You relaxed. “She’s tough, and she gets business relationships. I’m sure she’ll get over it.”

“I hope so.”

Masumi’s spoon scraped against the wall of his cup. You weaved a sprig of lavender behind your ear.

“Got any other suitors on the horizon?” You joked.

You. I feel for you. I missed you. I want to be here with you. I wish I could tell you how I feel.

Masumi suddenly stilled. He could tell you how he felt.

After all, you’re alone in an ice cream parlor together. He gave you flowers. He trusted you. You listened to him. The stalk of lavender brushed against your hair and pointed to your eyes, tender and attentive, and the scent was coaxing him to get closer. I want to tell you how I feel.

Citron saw the signs before Masumi himself could, and told him to say yes, yes, yes. He must’ve seen it realistically working out. And you could never look down on him, you were too kind and considerate. Every bone in his body said yes, yes, yes.

“No,” Masumi said. “I’m enjoying the single life.”

“You sound like a regular bachelor,” you teased.

Don’t rock the boat. Don’t ask for more than you deserve.

Masumi shoved his heart into a bottle and let it lie there as he took the safe route.

Masumi led you out of the parlor and into the night streets together. When you were talking about a new movie you saw the other day, you went to grab his hand, and his fingers laced between yours. He escorted you to the train station, made sure you knew your route, and left after the train did, just like a true gentleman.

Then he walked home alone. He knew Veludo Way like the back of his hand, and passed by the bright signs and neon lights. His headphones canceled out the noise of street acts and the lively city as he continued back to the Mankai dorms, but no song played.

He stepped through the doors at 11:43, and Izumi welcomed him back and thanked him for being on time. Tsuzuru was halfway through a bowl of tomato basil soup Masumi could’ve sworn was labeled “taichi’s - DO NOT STEAL!!” and wondered aloud where he was. Citron asked how it went.

The youngest of Spring answered them all with a simple hand wave and “It’s fine,” and didn’t stop walking until he got to his room.

He closed the door, but didn’t flick the light on. He stood there in the dark, headphones blocking out the world for a moment, moonlight shining through the blinds and on the floor.

Masumi buried his face in his hands.

Masumi Usui does not cry. It’s not an issue of vulnerability, but just a part of him. He didn’t cry when his parents ignored him growing up. He didn’t cry when they announced their divorce, or finalized it, or during any of the arguments that led up to it. And though it stung and burned and felt like a paper ripped apart, he didn’t cry as he anticipated his flight from his found family in Mankai to America, not even when all the actors, his grandmother, and one hellbent director came to his rescue at the very last minute.

But something about laying here in his bed like a dead fish, hiding from the world underneath a blanket and squinting as he anticipated tears that would not come, only made it more miserable.

The light turned on, piercing through his barrier of blankets and searing his retinas, and he quietly sucked in air like a hiss.

“Masumi?” That must be Tsuzuru. His sneakers squeaked against the floorboards as the door closed.

Masumi grunted from the pile of blankets.

“Are you okay?” Tsuzuru asked. As the silence stretched on, he added, “Citron wanted me to make sure.”

“Citron can mind his own damn business.”

“You know as well as I do he’s trying to look out for you.”

“Doesn’t matter.” He rolled over and pressed his nose down into his pillow. “Do you ever just have something you want in your grasp but every time you try and make a move for them you always wuss out and it never goes anywhere?”

Ohhh, it’s that kind of conversation. Tsuzuru pursed his lips. This was sounding an awful lot like the impromptu intervention he and Spring Troupe held when his heart broke just before Romeo and Julius, and he had half a mind to fetch Sakuya, but it was late and Masumi definitely didn’t need to be alone right now.

And, well, geez. Masumi just said more in one breath than he did in full conversations. Tsuzuru couldn’t just leave him without feeling like a monster, even if he had good intentions,

Tsuzuru climbed the ladder to his bed, and sat against the wall, not quite next to Masumi but not at the far end of the room, either. “All the time, actually. It’s a common feeling.”

“It still sucks.”

“Yeah, it does.”

The pile of blankets rose and fell in time with Masumi’s silent breathing. Tsuzuru distracted himself with a pen he found in his pocket. He clicked it once, twice, and three times to expose the nib.

“Do you want to talk about it?” He asked.

“No.”

Even with seven younger brothers, comforting never got easier. Tsuzuru dragged the pen along his wrist, leaving a spotty black line along his veins. The line made hard turns and corners as Tsuzuru doodled, and formed a geometric pattern. The blanket monster steadied its breath. “I mean, not about it. But talking is okay.”

“Okay. I can get that.” The ink lulled as Tsuzuru thought up a story, anything to take the pressure off Masumi. “I wasn’t lying when I said it’s a common feeling. It happens to people all the time. When I was your age, I had the opportunity all throughout my school career to join a drama club, but I never got around to it.”

“You’re only two years older than me,” Masumi grumbled.

“It still counts! The point is, I always had a reason not to join every time I really considered auditioning, but they weren’t actual dealbreakers. I could’ve made the time to go to rehearsals and balance it with the rest of my life, but I never did, and I knew my excuses were bull even when I was still in school. I’m grateful I found my place with Mankai Company, but I still wonder how different I would’ve been if I just joined the club.”

The room was eerily quiet. Masumi wasn’t protesting, so Tsuzuru assumed he was on the correct route. “But I’m still here, right? I can’t imagine myself acting anywhere else, so I like to think that the stage is where I’m supposed to be, even if I didn’t get a head start with club activities. I regret avoiding the club, sure, but if I had the choice to start over and audition while I was still in school, I don’t think I would take it.

“Even when you hesitate, you learn something new about yourself, or the world around you. I think avoiding theatre for so long only cemented how much I wanted it in my future, and in the long run? I’m still an actor. And I’m still a scriptwriter. I might’ve chickened out, sure, but my regret is one of the reasons why I’m so determined to help Mankai bloom.”

The blankets grunted in acknowledgement, and parted to reveal Masumi’s head, still face-down in his pillow. He held them close to his body like a security measure. “But I feel helpless.”

“But you’re still in control of yourself, aren’t you? You get to decide what to do.” The bedding around Tsuzuru crinkled as he stretched out. “I don’t know your situation, but whatever you decide on, it’ll still teach you something about yourself, and let you improve yourself.”

“I guess.” Masumi rolled over and clasped his hands over his face. “Reader is just- they’re not perfect, but they’re perfect for me. I feel so comfortable around them. So why can’t I just be honest with them?”

“Wait, hold on.” Tsuzuru, who spent the last few minutes staring at the wall as he talked or drawing on his arm, snapped to look at his roommate. His face colored underneath the cracks of his fingers. “I’m going to be frank. Are you trying to ask Reader out?”

Masumi shot up like a cobra. His hair was disheveled and his blush still apparent, but he looked at Tsuzuru like he casually suggested they should eat a baby, or that a clothing line made of sandpaper was a good idea. “You trying to take them away from me, Minagi?”

“What? No! No way!” Tsuzuru smacked his hands over Masumi’s shoulders. “Everything I just said was important and good advice, but trust me this time. Ignore everything I just said and ask them out. I promise it’s going to work out.”

Masumi gave him a once-over. “You are the last person I want to hear love advice from.”

“Promise on my life. Actually, scratch that, I promise on my laptop and all my backup data. It’ll work out, I swear.”

“Why?”

Tsuzuru stared at the ceiling. “Uhh… It’s not my place to say. But it’s fine. It’ll all be fine. I’ve got your back.” He ruffled Masumi’s hair.

“Try that again and I’ll spoon your eyeballs out.” Masumi said this darkly, but he didn’t move to shake Tsuzuru off, and when his roommate climbed back down the ladder to finish Taichi’s soup, he wrapped the biggest of the blankets back around his shoulders. It enveloped him in down as he struggled to shake off the way his heart was still fluttering.

He had a lot to think about.

Something about that night in the ice cream parlor awakened something in Masumi. Ever since his crush first sprouted, he wanted you to be happy, and that wish never changed.

But he wants to be true to himself, and regarding that, true to you. You were a welcome interruption to the life of acting he was getting used to. He found himself checking your text history together, theorizing your next visit to Veludo Way despite you never uttering a word.

The feeling is strange now. He misses you, and the time you spend together is treasured, but he worries he’s growing too attached to you, like when he was head over heels for Izumi.

It’s because of this that he really decides that he needs to tell you how he feels. Not over-the-top or superfluous like how he handled it with Izumi- he does this on his own terms or not at all.

But there’s still a fear. Not about whether you’ll reciprocate- he’d love to date you but at this point it’s more about being honest to you than being your boyfriend, though he really wouldn’t complain with the latter- but he’s afraid of losing control of himself. He doesn’t want to treat you as a second Izumi.

After all, you’re his dear Reader. Not Izumi. He cherishes everything that makes you unique, and you deserve to be treated as no one else but yourself.

A night at the theater passes. Backstage, Masumi checks his phone in case you decide to come, and doesn’t notice Citron poking his head through the curtain and searching for you.

“Have you decided what to do?” Tsuzuru casually asked one night as the troupe was striking the set, and he and Masumi were carrying a box of props.

“Piss off. It’s none of…” He trailed off as he remembered their conversation the other night. Tsuzuru looked unfazed. “Sorry. Yeah. I’ll do it after closing night.”

Tsuzuru walks off, seemingly satisfied. It wasn’t really a lie, but his plans were far off in the future, and not in two days like the scriptwriter assumed. He couldn’t afford mixing two of the most important things in his life like that.

Saturday, the night before Harugaoka Quartet’s final performance. Masumi was already tucked into bed and checking his Reddit feed for the last time before he fell asleep when his phone vibrated with a text from one of the few people that could override his phone’s Do Not Disturb mode.

“break a leg tomorrow! clear your schedule after the play, i’m kidnapping you for the night”

Whatever drowsiness Masumi was feeling dies in a single shot as he snaps to attention. He’s already typing out a response when he sees the three dots appear on your end of the text app.

“i have something to talk to you abt tomorrow”

And before he can even think of a response to that one-

“FKJFKLAD it isn’t as intense as whatever you’re thinking”

“don’t worry about it”

“it’s not important”

The dots appear again, but it takes more time for Reader to respond this time. “you know how i got an apartment in veludo for yosei uni next term? i’ll show you around my place”

That seems to be the end of Reader’s multitext, and Masumi can’t help but smile as he responds. “k. ill let you know when im free.”

Closing night is a whirlwind, and by the time you pick Masumi up, his adrenaline has died down but the nervous excitement from a show still remains, or maybe that’s just the effect you have on him these days.

But the point is, it’s probably why he was so direct.

“What did you want to talk to me about?” Masumi asked.

The neon lights outside rolled along slowly. It was getting late, but traffic was just starting to let up and keep the car’s momentum going. Saturated magenta from a late-night pub sign across the street flashed across the steering wheel and your knuckles.

Green colored your eyes, and the car sped up as you left the block.

“I didn’t expect you to remember that,” you observed.

“You mentioned it.”

“Yeah, but I didn’t think it would be memorable.”

“It was you. You literally texted me that directly.”

“I’m not exactly the most memorable person.”

“Well, I remembered,” Masumi said with an air of finality.

You didn’t respond as the car followed a curve on the road, and he took the victory in stride. Then he realized how desperate he sounded. He looked out the window, watching the orange construction reflectors by the side of the road bounce light into the car and onto his embarrassed face in the glass.

That managed to shut him up for not even half a minute. “Seriously. What were you going to say?”

In the time it took for him to recover, you were already pulling into a parking lot. “Lemme show you my apartment first. I’ll get you some snacks and then I’ll explain, alright?”

“Alright,” he said.

But on the elevator, he continued. “You’re acting weird, though.”

“Ouch. I’m almost offended.” You grabbed his hand and led him down the hall as you deadpanned. “I guess you’re right, as much as I hate to admit it.”

“Are you okay?”

“I guess? It’s more of an ‘us’ thing?”

You stuck a key into your door. It swung open, an invitation into your abode. “That’s not exactly confidence-inspiring.”

“Who said I was confident?” The door opened, and you welcomed Masumi into the kitchen. “I’ll get you some hot Cheetos. I got the ones with lime.”

You turned the corner and ducked into a nondescript room. The actor might not know the layout of your apartment, but he was pretty certain that wasn’t your pantry.

Well, at least your apartment was cool. Like every student’s first time living alone, the hallways outside were dingy and the wall damage was unfortunate, but you already started decorating, and traces of you were left around the open area between the kitchen and the living room- a CD here, your chapstick there. A flowery scent permeated the air.

He scanned through your kitchen, from the refrigerator whiteboard reminders to the reusable cups in the drying rack, but his survey was cut short. In the corner of the kitchen counter was the lavender he gave you, poking out of a small glass cup tied with the twine he attached to the original bouquet.

The flowers hadn’t lost their color yet, and the stems stood strong, insisting they would last longer. No wonder why your apartment smelled so nice.

“Isn’t it crazy they’re still alive? I’m not much of a green thumb, so I’m surprised how hardy they are.” Masumi jumped at your voice. You had quietly entered the kitchen and spoke up without him noticing, then opened the door to the pantry and brought out two bags of chips. “Here. I might just be thinking of Autumn’s plays, but I’ve heard acting burns a surprising amount of calories.”

“Thanks.” He took a seat across the counter and in a living space with an L-shaped couch. “Nice place.”

You finally looked at Masumi directly, and brushed a stray lock of hair out of your face. “Oh. Thank you. I’ve been working on making it presentable for a few weeks now.”

“It suits you. You did a good job.”

“Thanks.”

“Are you stalling?”

“Just my luck you’d figure it out. Yeah, I am.” You ripped open a bag of Doritos and slumped over the couch. You were right next to Masumi, your arm against his while your head lounged on his shoulder.

“You know you can tell me anything.”

“Yeah, I know. It’s one of those things that’s hard for me to admit to myself, though.” You shut your eyes, as though it would make it any easier. Masumi felt like he was going crazy. You begun to speak, slowly and erratically as you pieced the words together like a puzzle. “Do you think something’s changed between us?”

Masumi’s heart sunk. “What?”

“It’s weird. I don’t know how to describe it, but I feel like we aren’t really just friends, you know?”

“Oh.” He stared into his bag of chips, focused on the folds of cellophane and the dark corners, anything to avoid looking at you. “I’m sorry. I’ll stop talking to you if you want.”

“What? No! That’s not what I meant at all!” You pressed a hand to your head. “Oh, I really messed that one up. I mean, you’re very close to me. I wouldn’t ruin that for the world. I just don’t think ‘friends’ is the word to call us anymore.”

“So we’re more than friends?”

“Yeah. More than friends.”

Masumi nodded with understanding and crunched on a Cheeto. “So we’re best friends.”

“Oh, come on, Masumi,” you groaned and wrapped a hand around Masumi’s cheek. “You’re smart. I think you can figure out what I’m trying to say.”

The actor felt like he was drowning. You were no stranger to casual touching among your friends like Masumi, but even this was pushing it. How was he supposed to keep a cool head while his cheeks were growing warm and here was no way you wouldn’t notice-

Then it all clicked together.

“Reader,” Masumi said. “Do you like me?”

You tensed.

“Because I like you,” he said.

The room was so still.

“A lot, actually.”

Now or never.

“It was hard figuring out everything, and I don’t want to cause any trouble for you, but you should know. I think the world of you and it felt wrong to ignore that, but I don’t want you to think I’m saying this for something in return. I just wanted you to know.”

The words spilled out of his mouth, but he couldn’t find the urge to regret any of it. Everything was true.

“You don’t have to say it back, though. I’m fine where we are, and if you think that’s weird or want to stop being friends, then…” He trailed off. “Then that’s okay.”

“But it’s not,” you said. “It’s not okay. I mean- I feel the same.”

“You like me?’

“You gonna make me say it twice?” Your head lolled further and you looked up at Masumi. As red as he was with your hand along his jawline, you were sure you were even redder. “Yeah. I do.”

“You mean that?”

You drew him forward and kissed him.

You were too caught up in the moment to remember that you’ve never really kissed anyone before, not like this, and the inexperience must be mutual, but Masumi’s hands were on you, feeling your hair and running down your neck and against your chest, and his breath hitched when you pulled him to pin you down, and you relished in it, utterly spellbound.

Your lips slid off his, and rested against his cheek, out of breath but not quite ready to part. “I mean it,” you whispered. “I- I like you too…”

Masumi’s voice was muffled as he rested on your shoulder. “You kissed me but you’re shy about saying that?”

“Oh my god, shut up.”

To his credit, he did. He dove back into your arms, taking the initiative this time, and whatever protests you had died on your lips while your thoughts were only Usui, Usui, Usui.

❖ bonus ❖

“I should probably hang up soon,” you said. “I’m going to the gig soon.”

You laced up your concert boots (well-worn and well-loved, and steel-toed to protect your feet from moshers and dancers), your phone pinned between your ear and shoulder as your sister talked over the phone. “Riiiight. I forgot you were going to a concert-“

“It’s not a concert, Izu,” you shot back. “Concerts are stadium-sized events. This one is just at a small bar venue, so it’s a gig.”

“Same thing. I think he already told you, but Masumi’s on the way to your apartment.”

“I heard. I’ve got a date.”

“Since when did you get a date? Did you tell Masumi?” Izumi sounded worried. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m proud of you and I want to know everything when you get the chance, but I thought it was just going to be the two of you.”

“Yep, just the two of us.”

“But what about your date? Are you meeting them at the venue? That’s not exactly romantic, or considerate- HHOOOUUUGGGHHH.” Izumi gasped.

“Wow, you sound like a broken air mattress.”

“Reader,” Izumi squeaked, holding onto her breath. “Are you dating Masumi?”

You held the phone away from your ear, fully expecting the loudest noise you’d ever hear on the other end of the line. “Uh, yeah?”

…

……

………

Oh. That was disappointing.

You brought the phone back to your ear as Izumi continued, not at all shocked but relieved. “Oh, that’s good. Congratulations! It’s been a long time coming.”

“Thanks. I’m really glad you- wait, what do you mean, ‘long time coming?’”

“You haven’t noticed yet? Almost everyone in Mankai saw it coming.”

You stood to your full height just to glare at a wall. “Seriously? That is so immature.”

“You would too, don’t even lie. If you keep trying to set me up with people, then I reserve the right to tease you over your relationships. I so called it.”

“You are ridiculous. I hate you and I’m going to cut up all your stupid striped T-shirts. How did you even figure it out?”

“You’re kidding me. How do you not?” Izumi laughed. “The second Masumi stopped following me around on his free days, I figured something was up. He’s not very good at hiding his feelings.”

“No, he isn’t! I had to egg him on so he would confess before me.”

“Wait, what? What happened?”

You recounted the beginning of your relationship, without all the raunchy details, and realized Izumi was quietly echoing everything you said. “Are you writing things down?”

“I have a duty to know. There’s a massive betting pool on you two.”

“See?! Ridiculous! That’s so obnoxious!”

“Don’t worry, it’s a community pot. You said he confessed first, so that’s some points for just about everyone in Winter Troupe, Sakyo, Kazunari and Sakuya.”

“Even Sakuya’s in on this?”

“Spring wants to see their boy winning,” Izumi said matter-of-factly. “Hey, did you offer him any Takis? Chikage was certain you’d offer him Takis right before you became an item.”

“Nope, Cheetos. The hot lime kind.”

“They’re basically the same thing.”

“No, they aren’t. He says Takis are too spicy.”

“But the hot lime Cheetos are spicier than Takis.”

“No, they aren’t.”

“I’ll just say they were Takis. If Chikage got that one right, Itaru has to pay him in gift cards from his whaling stash, and I’m kind of miffed at him for eating a whole jar of guacamole in one night.”

“In one night? But he’s built like a curtain rod, how can he physically do that? Better question, what’s Chikage going to do with a bunch of iTunes cards?”

“I heard he was going to get Minecraft, but if you ask me, I think it’s about the principle of the matter.”

“It has to be. Pocket Edition sucks.”

A knock on the door interrupted your conversation. “Speak of the devil, he’s here. I’ll talk to you soon.”

“Noooo, Reader! I need to know if there was a love letter involved! My salary versus Homare’s pocket change is at stake here!”

“It can wait until tomorrow!” You abandoned the phone on the counter and opened the door. “Hey, babe.” He pecked you on the cheek in greeting.

Meanwhile, Izumi was still yelling on the phone. “Is that Masumi? Give him the phone, I need to do a shovel talk.”

You hung up without a care in the world, and turned to your boyfriend. “Sorry about that, Izu called. Did you know Mankai has a betting ring about us?”

He sniffed. “I overheard Tenma talking about it the other day. I thought it was a joke.”

“You thought wrong. Itaru’s in for a world of pain.” You locked the door behind you, adjusted your T-shirt, and brushed Masumi’s knuckles with your own. “Ready to go?”

“Always.” He held your hand as you began to walk together. 🎧

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dexpairs-blog · 11 months ago

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I'm working on a mistery dungeon au

#masumi usui #usui masumi #masumi usui x reader #a3! masumi #act addict actors #a3!

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mokuhchi-manuscripts · 2 years ago

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Masumi Usui with an S/O who's a Wheelchair User

A/N: So i recently got my first wheelchair (just a hospital style for rn, but hopefully I’ll get a custom relatively soon) so i wanted to write something for one of my favs with an s/o who is an ambulatory wheelchair user; it ended up being non specific to an ambulatory wheelchair user, and this is pretty niche, but I hope y'all enjoy anyways! *(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*♡

❀ Masumi Usui

Masumi doesn’t see you any differently than if you weren’t in a wheelchair. He doesn’t see what the big deal is whether or not you’re walking or using your chair- you’re still the same person he fell in love with no matter if you’re standing or seated

Whenever you go anywhere with him, he always lifts your wheelchair into the trunk of the car and takes it back out again. He may not be as strong as Tasuku or Omi, but he’s able to do it without struggling. He gets used to the weight of the chair very quickly!

If your arms ever get tired of pushing your chair, he’ll gladly push the chair for you! He always waits for you to ask though, not wanting to be rude or to push your chair while your hands are still on the push rims. He always presses small kisses to the top of your head when he’s pushing your chair!

He either makes sure to hold all the doors open for you or push all the disability buttons for them. Not because he doesn’t think you’re capable, but he feels it's the gentlemanly thing to do. He’d hold the door open for you even if you weren’t in your chair!

He misses not being able to hold your hand when you’re self-propelling, but he doesn’t complain much about it. He makes up for it by holding your hand when you’re no longer in motion

If you ask him to help you decorate your wheelchair, he’ll happily oblige! He’ll help cut spoke covers to size and place them on your chair, as well as add lights to your wheels. Whatever you decide to do to your chair, he’ll definitely ask if he can help!

If you ever need help fixing something on your chair, he’ll gladly help. He’s not the most knowledgeable when it comes to fixing wheelchairs, as he has no experience, but he’ll listen intently to your instructions and do exactly what is requested of him

He always checks to make sure that wherever you’re going together is accessible! He wants you to have the best possible time, no matter if it's a date or not, and he knows accessibility factors into your enjoyment.

He always asks to make sure that what he does is okay. He doesn’t want to do anything wrong that you may take the wrong way so he always asks before doing anything. And if he forgets to ask beforehand, he always asks afterwards.

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thatsnotrightfandomeddition · 3 years ago

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Izumi: Masumi, can you pay for this for me please?

Masumi: Sure thing.

Tsuzuru: He can't just pay for you!

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jjuzoir · 4 years ago

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Azami, Taichi, Masumi and Juza with a clingy and affectionate S/O

request: “hi! can i request hcs of azami, taichi, masumi, and juza with a s/o that is clingy and affectionate?” from anon

a/n: hi anon^^ this request was so cute, i really enjoyed working on it;; thank you sm for requesting! since it’s so long and over 1k Taichi, Masumi nd Juza are below the “read more”!!

Word Count: 2125

— Azami

- With him... he’s okay with you being emotionally affectionate; he actually finds it kind of cute. Seeing the person he likes fuss over him and get excited, it’s one of the few times you’ll see his guard almost completely down.

- While he might deny it if outright stated, Azami is affection-starved and he didn’t really know it until you two started dating. He unknowingly sponges up all the love you give him and he doesn’t even realize the effect you have had on him until Shifuto calls him out on it, he’ll get flustered and deny it but the next time you’re together and he sees how you’re with him and processes how you make him feel and how nice it is... he can’t help the soft blush that tints his cheeks.

- He may find it embarrassing though, especially if you’re super blunt about it too - it always catches him off guard and it may lead to some teasing if you’re both alone. Don’t get him wrong though, he grows to love it a lot. He’s just not used to it and his response might be kind of stiff or may come off as him scolding you or joking, but the look of shyness and appreciation in his eyes gives him away.

- In the clingy aspect, at first he might find it bothersome, I won’t lie, but eventually your presence kind of becomes reassuring to him. It’s something he’ll need a lot of warming up to but eventually he does come to appreciate it, though it is in his nature to want to be alone every once in a while - so he might need you to step back every so often.

- The one thing he might get weirded out by is physical touch, he’d been taught that it’s something only married couples do (like: hand holding, hugging, k-kissing and stuff!) so if you’re more of a physical lover he’ll probably oppose many things at first, sorry!

- Eventually, with some time and coordination (and tons of patience) he might warm up to holding hands, mainly pinkies, and hugs. Kissing is still too much for him, and even a little peck to his hand has him blushing and stuttering, calling you a perv but he can’t hide the small smile that crawls onto his features when he looks over the area you kissed later that night. I will warn you that this stage will need a lot of work from both you and him, a lot of reassurance and understanding from your part, to get to - and he still might be kind of reserved. And depending on how much your physical affection matters, it could even put a strain in your relationship.

- Overall, Azami kind of grows fond of how clingy and affectionate you might be, especially since he often felt extremely lonely when he was younger, he’s still highly aware of what is and isn’t in his comfort zone and he isn’t afraid to let you know, don’t expect him to be very affectionate or touchy either, - but as more time goes on, he becomes more open to more types of affection.

- To him, though, he probably enjoys being able to have you around him, you’re special to him and while it is new he isn’t completely against adapting.

–– Taichi

- Oh god, he’s exactly like you! He was always kind of worried he was going to be a bit much in a relationship but after he realizes your love languages are kind of similar he’s ecstatic!

- Nano himself can be clingy, so you being clingy too really isn’t a problem at all. In his case, he’s always wanted a S/O who could make him feel cool and who he could be cool for, like he wanted someone he could protect and be there with, you know? And having you be so affectionate with him really makes him feel cool and appreciated.

- He’d been afraid that maybe his attitude might’ve been to much, he’d been told he was always so extra and loud with him emotions he was afraid it might end up creating an uncomfortable situation, Taichi is the type of person who doesn’t really like keeping his feelings bottled up (unless he deems that it may end up worsening or badly affecting the situation), and he wants to be honest with his S/O.

- So you being clingy really couldn’t be better, in a way Taichi wants to be wanted, he’d been ignored for so long that the idea that the person he likes doesn’t only like him back (to the point you’re actually in a relationship with him, something he might struggle understanding sometimes) but also enjoys his company so much they go out of their way to be with him? He might tear up a bit as he realizes you care about him so much.

- So he really doesn’t mind, if anything I can see it actively benefiting the relationship!

- Much like Azami, he absolutely absorbs all the affection you give him - it’s almost like an energy boost to him. Things like little cheek kisses or simple words of encouragement really get him pumped up, his favorite energizer would be you calling him cool.

- If you’re a physical lover, Taichi would probably short circuit, honestly, your touch - no matter how small - really ends up flustering him; he loves it, don’t get him wrong, but it’s the sort of thing he won’t get used to it no matter what or how long you’ve been together.

- Since you’re so similar in expressing yourselves, you’d actually kind of be reassuring Taichi things were going well. He really values and needs reassurance often, and it may sound annoying on paper but keep in mind he’s been ignored and pushed aside most of his life while all he wanted was to be likes, so having you be so clear - making your feelings known to him like that, in a way he really can’t deny their existence really makes him feel safe and loves. And really, that’s all he’s ever wanted. Not that he wouldn’t feel safe if you weren’t, but this type of approach is the one that Taichi is more responsive to. He can’t bring himself to doubt you knowing how upfront you are about your feelings, there’s always been a small voice in his head telling him he’s not good enough and being with you leaves him with no choice but to understand you actually love him and you won’t leave him behind.

- You really won’t ever catch him not smiling when it comes to you, just your presence alone makes him smile, especially when he knows you enjoy it too!

- Overall, he really won’t mind - it’s actually the sort of attitude that would make him feel safe and loved in a relationship. Nano really couldn’t realistically want more in a relationship.

— Masumi

- He’s naturally always melting like ice cream every time you’re near, but with how affectionate you are? He’s always a little puddle of mush on the floor.

- Much like the other two, Masumi is affection starved to the absolute max; with his parents always abroad and his grandma only being able to do so much, he can’t help but swallow every piece of attention and love thrown his way.

- It’s kind of sad, in a way, how dependent Masumi becomes of you. Your behavior is everything he ever wanted in his life, and knowing that you of all people are the one who’s supplementing the affection he so desperately wants makes him oddly emotional.

- It really wouldn’t be uncommon for him to

- He couldn’t be happier that you’re clingy, as he himself is nothing short of it either, having you around keeps Masumi energized and determined to do better. While he naturally strives to become better, knowing you’re there makes that desire tenfold. If it was up to him, you’d probably be joined by the hip forever.

- Masumi is really reliant on you when he’s feeling down, he might not show it much (and when he does it often sounds silly and people tend to laugh it off) but he’s a highly emotional kid, more often than not he finds himself feeling alone and scared, and it’s during these moments he’s grown to need you the most.

- Even simple things mean the world to him. He remembers everything, even small actions like holding your hand while walking down the street or you telling him you love him while you’re watching a movie together, you might not even realize how much all of that means to him and honestly, he couldn’t be happier if he tried.

- He’s absolutely whipped, he’d be more than happy to have you there with him forever. There really is no way to win against him, though, no matter how clingy you think you are he always finds a way to be clingier.

- He’s a natural romantic too, so even if you don’t really expect it, get ready for him to outdo you with his gestures; they might be ridiculous even for your standards but just know he’s doing his best and this is genuinely how he thinks things work.

- You’d be the couple that’s always holding hands and hugging, it’s so cheesy everyone is jealous of how in love you two are (Tsuzuru might have written a couple of romance scripts based on you two that got called out for being too cheesy by Masumi himself and no one had the heart to tell him it was literally based on him and you).

- Overall, he couldn’t be happier - Masumi loves you and the way you express yourself in the relationship and he is so, so thankful for everything, even the small things, he can’t think of anything he’d want more in the world than be with you.

— Juza

- He gets so shy, oh my god… he can’t help but ask you if you’re sure you want to be so lovey dovey with him.

- For a very long time he won’t understand why you’d want to be so openly affectionate with him, aren’t you afraid of being seen with him and someone getting the wrong impression?

- Keep in mind this is probably also Juza’s first relationship so please be patient with him, though, while he definitely loves it he needs time to get used to it (he doesn’t take as long as Azami but he isn’t as natural with it as Taichi).

- He’s very shy and kind of insecure when it comes to your relationship, but eventually he’ll get used to the fact you do love him and you do want to be with him and that you don’t intend on leaving him; Please assure him he’s not some sort of scary guy.

- While he does enjoy having you cling to him, something he often finds cute and endearing (which leads to Banri making fun of him and the two fighting) he’s a total goner for sweet words and actions.

- Especially things like holding his pinkie or tracing patterns on his hand he melts, he’s gone - you’re too sweet even for him.

- Juza isn’t used to affection or touch, so having someone like you is a very big change from what he’s used to.

- He’s totally stiff at first but he’d also like, hold your hand a bit tighter if you tried pulling away. He enjoys it but he doesn’t know what to do about it, to many people’s amusement.

- So while he might be kind of awkward at first about it, he genuinely enjoys having someone caring like you around. Makes him feel loved and nice, you know?

- He’ll also try to return your affection in his own way, which mostly translates as him trying to take care of you via protecting you from harm/people (Banri) or giving you sweets or food that reminds him of you.

- It’s very cute to see though, how such a scary looking guy seems to turn into a puddle of mush and love whenever you come and hug him; it’s a sight for sore eyes, really.

- He’s not a very talkative guy but if you stick to him enough he’ll definitely start opening up faster, think of it as speedrunning that aspect of your relationship if you will.

- He might not say it often because he’s scared he’ll sound creepy but he genuinely loves the way you are so much, it makes him feel small in a weird way but also loved. You definitely become a calming, almost down to earth presence in Juza’s life.

- While he may not be too vocal about his fondness, he quickly grows to love how much love you seem to have for him, with you becoming a rock for him to settle on when he’s feeling down. Juza really, really just loves the way you are a lot.

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