#mikey oneshot

[airbendertendou]

bonten men seeing you with contacts for the first time.

[ glasses version ] no pronouns used / gender neutral. lowercase intended. cw : sanzu touches your throat non-sexually / non-threateningly , mentions of acne in kakuchos , reader wears a gloss / lipstain in kokos

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— MIKEY! ♥︎

it wasn't ideal, your current situation. putting on your most expensive jewelry ; practicing your laugh ; extending your vocabulary just in case — it wasn't something you did often.

however, your biggest investor was invited to a gala, therefore you were meant to join in aswell.

letting out a breath, you enter the ballroom turned meeting area. you blink, squinting lightly at the twinkling lights before relaxing your eyes. with a small nod to yourself, you put on your prettiest smile before turning left and beginning your evening of socialization.

your feet feel numb ; your voice is aching with use ; your eyes have long since dried out — and you hadn't even seen mikey yet. he was the entire reason you were pushed to this gathering. settling your back against a wall, you let out another breath, convincing yourself to stay for just a little longer.

"you look nice."

the voice gets your attention immediately as you straighten up. mikey stands alone, just a little ways in front of you. he tilts his head and you swear his lips tilt up the slightest bit. you smooth sweaty, trembling hands over your outfit before speaking. "i've been looking for you, mister sano."

mikey's eyes call to yours — you really can't look away. he lets out a huff — you'd never say he laughed. "we're past the mister sano bit, aren't we, [name]?"

"i guess." your eyes drop to the floor briefly, just to get away from his heated gaze. a small tsk is heard before your chin is held in a gentle grasp, pulling your eyes to his once more. "mikey?"

"better." his hand drops but your face is still warm from his touch. "let's talk somewhere privately, yeah?"

— SANZU! ♥︎

a movie you don't even know the name of plays in the background as you eat your chosen snack. all day you've tried to ignore him and his pearl-blue eyes that wouldn't look away from you.

you click your tongue, turning to send a glare his way. "you are staring, sanzu haruchi—"

with a squeal, you find yourself on your back. you let out an astonished laugh as sanzu's knees go to either side of you, caging you beneath him. you gape up at him in shock, "haru!"

"let me look at you." his voice is gentle ; tender in a way you hadn't heard before. sure, it'd been years since you spoke, but he wasn't known for being soft. your eyes widen at the thought — sanzu lets out a sigh, his body slightly sagging into yours. "there we go..."

you blink a few times, begging for your contacts to stay in place as they begin to feel dry at the edges — crisp the longer you keep your eyes open. you can't help but induldge him, though, let him look at you for however long he wants.

“how dare you hide this from me,” haru caresses your cheek softly. “can't believe you’re so pretty.”

"i've always been pretty," you reply with a small frown.

sanzu grins wickedly, his hand trailing down to your throat before laying it there. "yeah... always pretty."

— KAKUCHO! ♥︎

you're avoiding him. really, you're avoiding everyone in the office at this point. with a frown, kakucho gathers a handful of blank or useless sheets of paper, slipping them into an empty folder before heading over to your office.

"just leave it in the bin!" your hand stretches out, pointing to the blue, overflowing tray. your back is turned to him, hunched over as the sound of keys clicking meets his ears. his frown deepens before the back of your chair is grabbed and spun so you now face him. you gasp, "kaku—!"

he's kneeling in front of you before you can blink. a long, relieved breath escapes his chest as he settles his forhead on your knee. "god, i—[name], i thought something was wrong with you. thought i did something to upset you."

your bottom lip is chewed through, but you continue to nibble on it anyways. "...sorry."

kakucho raises his head so that his chin sets on your knee now. gone is his work exterior and in its place is the softened, lovesick daze he shows only to you. "they look nice on you — can see you better this way."

you let out a groan, throwing your head back before looking down at him once more. "i'm breaking out so bad right now! only thing people can see is that!"

he wants to reassure you — really, acne is normal and you're still beautiful with it — but he's so enamoured by you. the way your eyes are a little glassy because of your contacts ; the frown on your lips ; the way you've been stroking his hair mindlessly just because you could—

kakucho sweeps in and steals a quick kiss. you gasp again — kissing during work hours?! he was a horrid man. kakucho grins before patting your thighs and standing.

— KOKONOI! ♥︎

the feeling of guilt creeps up as koko's doorbell rings. his hair is tossed into a bun, white strands falling into his eyes as he opens the door. you stumble in, halfway through a sentence as he offers you a pair of house slippers.

"—and, really, you're doing me such a favor!" you plop down onto his couch unceremoniously, letting out a huff as you do. "this was the worst night for me. your call was a blessing."

kokonoi blinks as he stands frozen in front of you. with a frown, he bends at the waist and simply waits until you're looking up at him. you tilt your head, phone open on your notes app as you stop mid-way through your sentence.

sharpened eyes drift down the rest of your attire. wrinkle-free clothes ; your nicest shirt ; your lucky socks? all combined with the contacts you're wearing and the gloss staining your lips— kokonoi stands straight and crosses his arms. "where have you been, exactly?"

"a date." you let out another sigh, rolling your eyes at his rigid posture. "not a good one, i assure you! had the audacity, asking to see me again — after chewing with his mouth open and spitting his food all over mine! i can never look at tortellini noodles the same."

kokonoi taks a seat beside of you, the work he called you for out of his mind as he gestures for you to keep talking. "you called just when he was going to put his number in my phone." a sneaky, proud grin grows on your lips. "i have your bonten tattoo as the picture, so that really scared him off."

while you talk, you scroll on your phone until his contact photo is shown. it's true — his side profile is fully in view. what catches his eye, however, is his name. a simple haji with a spinning heart emoji sends his own heart into a frenzy.

at kokonoi's grin, you sense trouble. you clear your throat, taking your phone from his view before scrolling on it again. "what was it you needed from me, exactly?"

an arm is thrown over your hips as kokonoi pulls himself close. his nose bumps against yours before he slides just slightly away. "for you to not go on anymore dates. unless they're with me, of course."

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𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐈𝐓 𝐆𝐎 𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 [tokyo revengers various]

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𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎: too preoccupied with his work.

The sun disappears behind the horizon and the daylight soon fades. The once cheerful home, turn out dingy and dejected. Tears spew down your cheeks to your chin as you examine one single paper lay before your eyes. The saying above appear clear "Divorce Paper" with your signature on the very right and below.

"So, this is it?" You sneer, teeth grinding against each other "Don't 'so, this is it' me right now, you know well none of this would've have to happen if you could be a bit more considerate." He did not say a word, look down on the floor as if it could've been the most entertaining object in the world.

"I'm busy, there's too much works I need to tend-"

"You said that last week, and the other month and even months before that! How come you're always busy with your job that you can't loiter around with me even for a minute. You left at early mornings, before the sun pops out, you're gone, out of sight and when you came back, you're tired, hot and needed rest. I'm sick of it, Manjiro. I can't do this anymore, ...so yeah, this is it."

He didn't notice the luggage you had beside you until you pull it forward "I'll have my lawyer pick the paper tomorrow morning. Please have is sign by then." A last drop of tear fall cascade down your cheek, like a stray until you wipe it off.

"Goodbye, Manjiro."

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈: cheated on you.

He said- No, he promised the last will be the last time. The last time you had to pick up the last shattering pieces of your dignity. The last time you had to faced the brutally honest reality of your marriage. He promised...

And yet, he broke it again. Today is supposed to be a good day. A happy day as it's a 'happy' birthday for a reason, right? But no, the happy day turned out to be your most saddening, fucked up moment in life. You left home to pick up a dress you custom made for yourself, to go buy your favorite cake at your favorite cafe. You didn't expect to come home, seeing him with your maid on the bed. She was half-naked, bra straps off her shoulder and his clothes thrash on the side.

It's a mess. The splat noise of the cake make a noisy sound and both of their ears perked up "Thought both of you had gone deaf that you both didn't hear me knock for five fucking minutes!" She frantically hid herself beside the bed, where you can't see her but you practically lunge at her, ripping strands after strands of her fake blonde hair "You fucking bitch. I picked you up at the gutter and this is how you fucking repayed me?!" Hanma tries to block into your attack but you punches him making him stumbled.

"And you, rot in hell with your fucking promises! I trusted you, not once, not twice but fucking three times!" He hold you by your shoulder but you slap his face away.

"Dont touch me! Don't you fucking dare..." Your punches ended weak and helpless. Tears pool beneath your eyes but no, they're not sad tears. It's resent, anger and betrayed tears.

"I'll file a divorce, fuck you and that bitch." You push him off, slapping him on the face one last time. The stone on the ring slash through his cheek and he bleed slightly "I'l fucking take half of your fortune, lustful bitch."

You turn to the woman "And you..." You peel the ring off of your ring finger aggressively and throw it to her chest "Keep that shit. I'm outta here." Hanma didn't try to say anything, just mumbling an apology before you walk out that door.

You turn back and look at him, he didn't look remorseful - he did, but it could never be enough to make you crawl to him once more "Shove your apology up your ass, Hanma."

𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐈: can't move on from his past.

At first, it was okay. You can even claim it to be perfect. But that was at first, soon everything gradually becoming worse. He started to get busy with works or as he claimed it. He told you he won't be coming home at a day but sometimes, he remained unresponsive for days. You don't know where he go until you heard from his close friend, Inupi that Kokonoi had been sleeping over at his house.

That means he was not so busy after all. You confronted him about it and as you thought he'll get angry, he remained calm and apologised. He just said that he wanted some time for himself. Of course, that's foreign coming from him as he's always been the type to want to stay close to you.

He still bought you monthly gifts just as he promised he would when you both first got married but they are just not the same anymore. He started giving you tulips when your favorite flower is gerberas. He started giving you white flavored chocolate, and that's weird. You always like the original flavor with nuts in it. Kokonoi just started making unusual mistakes.

Then, one day, he did it. The mistake he can't never undo. You both had Inupi over to your house because Kokonoi wanted to discuss something with him regarding business and when he left for the bathroom, Inupi unlock his phone revealing whom seem like a teenage girl with a peach blonde hair like Inupi and she's holding a bouquet of pink tulips "Sei, who's this?"

He turn to look at you, wondering who you were asking about "...Oh, this is Akane. My older sister. She passed away when she was 16." You nod your head, sadden to hear that.

"I'm sorry for your loss." You look at Inupi then to the ground "But, can't I know if she had any sort of relation with Kokonoi before I met him?" Inupi is confused as to why you'd ask that but he nodded his head.

"Koko used to like my sister."

And he came into the living room. You turn to look at him, almost livid "Is that so..." Both Kokonoi and Inupi look at you, confused.

"What is it?"

"Can't you move on?" Your question caught both of them by surprise, especially Kokonoi "You've been buying me stuff recently but they're never what I like. You got me pink tulips, cute hairbands and books when you should know damn well I like none of those."

"Did you think of her when you got me all of those? Or was it Sei's sister you're trying to give that gifts to?" He tried to explain himself but you kept cutting him, not wanting to hear none of his excuses.

"Please, just listen Akane!" The silence defeaned and the occasional sound of the wind whisper in the background as it soon faded. You look at him, wide eyes "Wow. You are incredible, Hajime. So. Fucking. Incredible." You tried to walk past him but he kept you back, trying his best to talk it out.

Inupi just sat there, dumbfounded. He only back in his trance when he heard a crash and the vase on the table smash to the ground with puddle of water and the pink tulips scatter on the wet carpet.

You stare down at the tulips, scoffing to yourself "This is enough. I'm not nobody's rebound, I have respect for myself... I can't do this, I won't." You push him off and tread to your bedroom, slamming the door shut leaving Kokonoi alone in the living room as Inupi too, got up and left, disappointed by his friend's behavior.

𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈: constant jealousy and overprotective.

You know what you put yourself into when you started dating the Ran Haitani. Ran can be obsessive with you, overly jealous with whom you befriends with, and got really protective over it. But you'd never imagine even in your wildest dream would he start to oppressed your freedom away from you - objecting your idea to meet anyone other than him, that includes your family members as well.

You put up with it, begrudgingly until today, it's an important date for you to attend and besides, it's been a while since you meet your family members so you went ahead, not bothering to tell him because you know well he will say no, no matter how hard you. You are having a great time with your family, chatting together after a while and leaving Ran texts from time to time but you certainly did not expect him to burst his way inside the venue, all rigid and mad.

How rude of him. He pull your hand and immediately get you out of there "Ran, stop. Ran, stop it!" You smack his back and he halt in his steps. He look back at you, glaring down at you with his jaw clenched.

"Just what the hell are you doing, Y/n? Going out behind my back like this and for what? To flirt and whoring around─" Smack, blood trickles from the corner of his lips when you slapped him across the face.

"You had no respect for my family, and for me, Ran Haitani. You failed us." He tried to put his hands around you shoulder but you pry his hands away "Don't. I put up with your ridiculous acts for years. I obeyed like a goddamn dog for you to disrespect me like this? You are fucking insane, Ran..."

"Love, I just don't want you to mixed along with that kind of people─"

"What kind of people, Ran? They're my family. I may have not like most of them but they're my family and the least you should do is respect them as I do. You barged in, acting like you're the main event, embarrassing me, and disrespected them. You may think you're above others but you're not. My family, we may not be as rich and lavish as you - if we're talking about lifestyle, we're alien to each other but I always expect you to be kind, Ran Haitani."

"You can't go around acting like the world revolve around you. I can't, and I'm sorry for that." You look up at him with pitiful eyes "I'm going now, good bye." You turn around and enters the same room he barged into a couple of minutes ago.

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[haihaihaitani]

The Bucket List ~ *Manjiro Sano*

Summary: It's another late night without Mikey. It seems this keeps happening. After spending so many nights worrying, you finally decide to take action. All it takes is a notebook and a pen to try and fix your relationship.

Pairing: Manjiro Sano X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffyish Oneshot

Word Count: 2063

Warning: Mentions death, hurt to comfort

Masterlist

Taglist: @soulangel​

It was another late night and you were sick with worry. Mikey said he would be home at a decent time, but just like the last couple times he made that promise, he lied. So here you are, sitting at the kitchen table, wondering where he was. 

While you were panicking on the inside, you knew you needed to do something to take your mind off of things. That’s why you had a notebook and a pen before you. With a sigh, you picked up the pen and began to write. At first, your words were slow and unsure, but eventually you became more confident and sure with what you were writing. It was like the words were flowing out of you and you were determined to capture them all as quickly as they came into your head.

You were so absorbed in your little project that you didn’t hear the front door to your apartment open. You jumped when you felt Mikey gently put his hand on your shoulder. He gave you a small, yet sad smile. You returned the look before returning to your work.

He took the chair in front of you before softly saying, “I’m sorry.” When you didn’t answer, he spoke again. “How long have you been up?”

“I never went to sleep.”

“Oh, I see.” He mumbled, and you could sense him shifting in front of you as you worked. “What are you writing?”

With a sigh, you finally set the pen down, leaned back, and started to massage your hand that was beginning to ache. “I’m making a list, a bucket list to be exact.”

He looked at you suspiciously. “Can I ask why?”

“Well, I started thinking about the fact that you come home later and later each night.” You caught his wince at your words. “And as much as that bothers me, I know it’s who you are and I can’t ask you to give up your gang. So instead, I’m giving you an incentive to be careful and to always come home to me.”

Mikey’s eyebrows furrowed some more. “An incentive? What do you mean?”

You turned the list you were working on towards him. “These are all things I want to do with you before either of us die. I’ve already got a good start on the list, but I would love to hear your input as well.”

He took his time reading each item on the list. Occasionally he would ask clarifying questions, which you would answer, and he would return to reading. When he was done, he set the list down and stared at you for a long time. You weren’t uncomfortable under his gave. Instead of regarding you with contempt or sadness, he merely looked curious, almost as if he was thinking of what he would put on such a list. You gave him all the time he needed to make sure he had all of his thoughts in order.

“May I have the pen, please?” He asked quietly, holding out his hand to you.

You nodded and gave him the writing utensil. He stared at you again for a moment more before he began writing. You watched him write, unable to discern any of the words as he was hunched over the paper and it was upside down. Instead, you let out a slow, long breath from your nose and stood up.

This caught his attention and he gave an adorable, little pout. “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to make us some coffee. Is that alright?”

“Oh.” He gave a sheepish nod before returning to his writing.

A small smile escaped you. Quietly, you slipped into the kitchen and started the coffee pot. As you reached for two mismatched mugs, you sighed. This isn't how you expected this night to go at all. You thought you would be curled up against Mikey as the two of you dreamed the night away in your warm and comfy bed. It made your heart hurt. You thought that you would be able to find a guy who would do normal, domestic things, like sleeping in the same bed or drinking coffee in the morning together. Normal things that normal couples do when they’ve been together for almost three years. 

But nothing was ever normal when it came to Mikey. You would never get to do normal, domestic things with him. You would never get to fall asleep together in the same bed. You would never get to enjoy a warm cup of coffee in the morning as you both sat in comfortable silence. He would always be away from home late, and come back with more wounds than you could count. You would always be terrified of whether or not he’d come back home alive, or if the police would finally arrest him.

As much as those thoughts scared you, you weren’t too upset with how tonight was going. Sure you didn’t think you’d be making a bucket list with your lover at the crack of dawn, but you were glad you were. With each item you put on the list, it was another reason for Mikey to come back to you, safe and sound. It was another day the two of you could be together, away from danger. And that made you feel a little better. At least you could try to work through this list together. Perhaps the more you completed, the more he’d want to spend time with you, away from his gang. Perhaps the two of you could be closer to what normal couples did.

Mikey tapped your shoulder again, causing you to jump. “The coffee’s done.”

“Oh, okay.” Carefully, you poured two cups and fixed your coffee to how you liked it, while Mikey drank his black.

“Are you done writing your list?” You asked as you sipped your coffee.

He nodded. “I have one more thing to write and then I’m done.”

“Alright.”

You followed him back into the dining area where you saw a long list of words. You weren’t ready to read what he wrote yet. You watched him write the last thing he wanted on the list before sliding it slowly over to you.

“There.” He mumbled. “It’s up to you what you want to keep or what you want to get rid of. I don’t care. I just kind of let it all out. None of anything I’ve written needs to be set in stone. I don’t mind.”

You nodded and gently picked up the notebook to read what was written. Nothing he asked for was super big and extravagant. If anything, it made you smile. He had simple wishes. Easy requests that you’d be more than happy to grant. It was a shame it took this long to figure that out. If you had known, then maybe you could have gotten to work on this list a lot sooner. Still, you were glad you were learning all of this now.

At the very bottom of the list, the smile you held inside broke to the surface. He had asked for more mornings enjoying coffee together. A normal, domestic couple moment. A moment that you wanted more than anything else in the world. He wanted it too. It made you so happy.

“Is it good?” Though Mikey’s voice was quiet, you could hear the eagerness of a child in it. “Do you like what I wrote?”

Looking up at him, you smiled and nodded. “Yes. I like what you wrote. All of this, we can do. We can work through this list with ease. I’m not worried about missing a single thing.”

“Yeah? That’s good.” He smiled a little and sat back in his seat. He finished his coffee before frowning at you. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t…”

“No, I need to say this.” He sat up again and took one of your hands in his. “I’m sorry for everything I’ve put you through. You don’t deserve any of it. You have always been there for me when I needed you most. But when you needed me, I was nowhere to be found. You didn’t ask for this life. You wanted me to be the perfect boyfriend and I’ve tried. But along the way, I stopped trying because things got too hard. You are worth trying for and I want to try again. That’s why I want to work on this bucket list with you. I want to do everything written here before we die with you. I want to try and be that perfect boyfriend again for you.”

Tears welled in your eyes, but you refused to let them fall. “Mikey, don’t. I knew exactly what I was getting into when I first started dating you, so don’t act like I didn’t know. I knew how much the gang and the boys mean to you. I wasn’t going to get in the way of that. But you are right. One day, I don’t know when, it felt like you didn’t care anymore. But I still cared, I still love you. That’s why I put up with it all this time. I won’t lie and say what you did didn’t hurt. It’s going to take some time to rebuild that trust and get back to where we once were. But if you want to stay and you want to try again, I will be right beside you as we work through this, okay?”

He nodded, eagerness in his actions as he squeezed your hand tightly. “Yes, I want to try! I want to be with you forever. I promise I’ll do everything in my power to be the man you need, no matter what I have to do to achieve it.”

You smiled and rubbed your thumb over his knuckles. “Thank you for the apology, Mikey. I really appreciate it.”

“Are you sure it was enough? I don’t think-”

“It was enough.” You assure him. “It was enough for now. As we progress, your apology can be in the form of you trying, proving that you want to be with me. Then it will all be enough.”

He pressed a kiss to your knuckles. “Thank you. I can’t thank you enough. You’re too good for me. Sometimes I wonder if I’m even worth everything you’ve done for me.”

“Hey…” You whisper, taking his face in your unoccupied hand. “Hey don’t say that! Don’t even think that! You’re more than enough, my love. Yes, you’ve dropped the ball on numerous occasions, but that doesn’t mean I’ve stopped loving you. I will always love you, no matter what you put us through.”

He gave a small chuckle. “You make it sound like I’m a bad boyfriend.”

You smile. “You have your moments. But you’re not the worst boyfriend in the history of boyfriends. You just need a little help from time to time. And I’m more than happy to be of assistance. I do it because I love you.”

“And I love you too.” He kissed the palm of the hand on his cheek.

You sighed before standing up and withdrawing your hands. “It’s late. We should go to bed. I’ll clean the mugs.”

“Just leave them in the sink, I’ll clean them in the morning.” Mikey took your hand gently. “Come to bed with me.”

You nodded and followed him into the bedroom. He changed into comfy clothes and you pulled back the covers for him to slide into bed. As soon as he was in bed, he wrapped his arms around you and cuddled you close. It had been so long since the two of you cuddled like this. Tears again appeared in your eyes and you blinked them away. You wouldn’t cry about how much you missed this. If you did, you would break his heart. Instead, you smiled and melted into his embrace. You wished that you could have more soft nights like this.

“What should we work on tomorrow?” Mikey mumbled, his voice thick with sleepiness.

“What?”

“On the list. What should be the first thing we do tomorrow?”

You couldn’t help but chuckle before shifting so you could kiss his nose. “How about I make coffee in the morning?”

“Sounds perfect to me.”

“Don’t worry, we have the rest of our lives to finish this list together.”

He sighed and pulled you even closer. “That sounds absolutely wonderful.”

[softxsuki]

Hi!! Congrats on 1.5k! May I please request 10 troupe with Shinichiro from Tokyo Revengers x fem!reader? Thanks in advance and I hope you have a good day! 💜

1.5k Follower Event Trope 10: Tokyo Revengers

Trope 10: Marriage of Convenience

This event is CLOSED. You can check out the masterlist here.

Pairing: Bonten!Mikey x Fem!Reader

Warning: mentions of killing, bad childhood, stalking, injury, blah

Genre: idek, kinda fluff?

Post-Type: Oneshot (so much for drabbles smh)

Word Count: ...1.1k (oops)

Note: Hey! Thank you so much. So for my tropes, you're only supposed to send in a trope number and fandom name, then I pick which character from that fandom I think it matches with the most! I've also already written one of these for Shinichiro hence why I've written this for Mikey. I hope you still enjoy it though, I love this trope! Also side note: I’ve read like 2 seconds of Bonten Mikey but I felt it fit this trope more SO if this makes no sense, you know why :)

Marriage was the last thing on Mikey’s mind, until your father approached him with a contract that included you and part of the city he owned, in return for protection from Bonten and the chance to make Bonten grow even more powerful. Naturally Mikey agreed, taking little interest in you as a factor, but desiring to see his gang flourish even farther.

As the daughter of a gang leader, your role since birth had been to be used as a means to help your father, ensuring he was always well off. There was not a day when your father thought about you or your own feelings. 

You were handed over to Mikey straight away, allowed to pack up the few clothes that you had, along with any other personal items. Meeting with him briefly to sign a few marriage documents, signing away your life, and ultimately leaving one prison and entering a new one–or so you thought.

For the most part Mikey left you alone to do as you please, only giving you a few rules to keep you safe and away from the darker areas of their base where you were staying. But you were given your own room that was nicely decorated, new clothes that fit you perfectly, and the freedom to do as you please within their building. It was more freedom than you’d ever had in your life.

Even though you were trapped in what you thought was a loveless marriage, at least everyone treated you respectfully. Though, Mikey found himself opening up to you in ways he’d never opened up before after all the trauma that he befell in the past. He admired how you carried yourself, standing tall and proud despite being thrown in an unfamiliar place by force, the least he wanted to do was make you comfortable…but why?

He found himself inviting you to the dining room for meals with him, quite enjoying your company even if you ate in silence. Flowers and other gifts were left by your bedroom door, shocking you. Why was he doing this for you, wasn’t this just a marriage of convenience? There was no need for heartfelt gifts and attention like he was giving you.

But Mikey couldn’t help himself, he felt lighter around you as if he could finally breathe again and it was such a relief–a good change from the usual heaviness that clouded over him. He realized you were slowly becoming someone he wanted to keep happy and safe; he wanted to protect you from the cruel world that existed outside those walls, the cruel world he was also a part of. 

Mikey kept his feelings to himself, aside from the random gifts he’d leave you and quality time he’d spend with you every now and then. That was until one day you were granted access to wander outside in the city, saying you needed fresh air. Enemy gangs were always keeping a close watch on Bonten headquarters, just looking for any weakness that could cause the huge corporation to plunder, and finally they had one–you. 

Word that Mikey had taken a wife spread quickly in the underground world, a potential weakness of the big boss man behind Bonten, everyone was waiting to get their hands on you to bring Mikey crashing down–and that’s exactly what happened.

A few blocks later as you walked peacefully through the cool streets, loving how calming the area was at night and enjoying your new found freedom, that all came crashing down as you felt the presence of someone following you. 

At first you thought nothing of it, but every turn you made, they made and when you turned around to glance behind you, they’d stop walking and pretend to be busy with something. You quickened your pace, your heart beating out of your chest at the prospect that you were in danger and needed to get back home quickly. The man noticed this and also fastened his pace, getting closer and closer to you.

You begin running, but you’re not fast enough as a hand wraps around your wrist, pulling you down to the floor.

“Gotcha,” the man grins. “Let’s see how riled up your husband gets when we send your head back to him.”

Fear fully floods you as the man takes out a knife and approaches you with it. He only manages to scrape your cheek though before adrenaline kicks in and you push him back with the strength you didn’t know you had, jumping back to your feet and running full speed back to your home–back to Mikey.

Upon returning back to your home and bursting through the door with blood running down your face, mixed with tears, you ignore the questions of Mikey’s men who were keeping watch by the front door and run to your room.

Urgently, the men report to Mikey who jumps up from his seat and runs to your room, bursting your door open, not caring if you were decent or not.

“What happened?” He demands, closing the distance between you as he approaches your bed where you’re sobbing into your pillow.

When you don’t speak, he sighs and gently takes your hand, pulling you into him. “Let me see,” he softly says, guiding your chin up so he can get a better look at your face, gritting at the cut that had been so close to hitting your eye. 

His fingers wipe your tears away and slowly graze over the cut–he was upset. “Who did this?” He hisses. Who would dare place their hands on his wife?

You felt surprisingly relaxed and safe in his arms as he held you close, never once breaking eye contact with him, you had no choice but to fill him in on what happened during your walk.

“I just went out to get some fresh air and take a quick walk, but I noticed someone following me. I tried getting back here before he could catch up to me, but he was too fast. He said,” you gulp, fear once again filling your body as you remember the man's words. “He said he was going to send you my head back.”

Mikey was seething now. Not only had someone harmed you, but they’d also threatened to kill you? 

“Sanzu!” He screams, calling his most trustworthy man to enter your room, to which the pink-haired man appears immediately. “Have a few men patrol the area, I want any suspicious men taken in, I don’t care if you bring in everyone, I want him found, whoever it was that did this to my wife,” he grits, holding you tightly to him. 

Though anger was bubbling up inside him, he couldn’t help but feel slight relief that you were still alive and safe in his arms. He couldn’t lose you too…

That man would be tracked down and made an example out of. No one would dare try to harm his wife again. This marriage was now real to him and Mikey would do anything to protect it–to protect you.

EVENT REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

REGULAR REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Posted: 10/23/2023

[navithescribe]

So, @tmntxthings wrote me this because I have been having a tough time lately, and I was in need of some turtle-comfort, and I love it. 💕

Thank you again, sweet Grace, I really appreciate it. 🫶

[todoroki-waifu]

I was wondering if I could get a fluffy Draken x Fem Reader x Mikey where all three are married and the reader finds out that she’s pregnant but doesn’t know how to tell them with them being busy with the bike shop they both own and the constant visits with the other gang members so she decides to surprise them all at once when they come to visit.

Note: Thank you for the request! My first Mikey x Reader x Draken fic. :) Definitely feel like I need more practice writing Draken, but I hope you enjoy!

Draken x Reader x Mikey

Warning: Female reader and mentions of pregnancy.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,403

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"Breakfast is ready!" You called your husbands from the kitchen, setting up the table.

"Coming!" Mikey attempts to get up from the table, but Draken stops him. 

"Stay still! I'm not done with your hair." He scolds, combing his blonde locks before gathering the section that falls over his eyes. Draken then secures the chunk of hair with an elastic.  "Hurry! I'm hungry, Ken-chin."  "Shut up. If you only knew how to do your own hair, we'd be in the kitchen by now."  "I don't wanna." Mikey liked having Draken do his hair.  "No bickering this early in the morning." You said as you placed their respective drinks on the table. Your partners both mumbled before giving you a kiss each on the cheek.  "You're not eating?" Draken raises a brow at a lack of plate on the table. "Uhh..nah, I'm okay, actually. I'm just gonna have some tea." You walk over to the boiling water, checking to see if the electric kettle was finished.  "You sure? You okay?" Draken frowns at you skipping breakfast. It was the most important meal of the day. "Yes, baby. I'm fine. I'm just not ready to eat yet." The truth is you were a bit nauseous, but you couldn't let them know. Not yet. You had to figure out a way to tell them that they were going to be fathers.  "Do you want Ken-chin to make you something?" Mikey offers Draken to cook you breakfast which the taller blonde doesn't mind, but he does shoot a small glare at his partner. Mikey had hands, too... "No, really. I'm good with my tea for now. Besides, I'm off today so I have all day to eat." You did sit between them when your tea was done, conversing about your plans for today.  Once they were finished, you gave them the lunches you packed for them, both men kissing you before heading to work. You had the day off because of a doctor's visit, but you didn't tell them what kind of appointment.  You were pregnant, about 8 weeks now and today was going to be your first ultrasound. You wanted your husbands to be present, but at the same time, you wanted to surprise them. Also, you wanted to make certain that you were actually pregnant. You were paranoid, hearing stories of false positives and you knew that an ultrasound would help determine the truth. And it did! You walked out of the appointment with a picture of your tiny baby. You smiled, overwhelmed with so many emotions. Happy, because you’re growing the family you, Mikey, and Draken had been talking about. Nervous, because there’s no manual on how to take care of a child.

You desperately wanted to talk to someone so you went straight to Mikey’s and Draken’s bike shop. However, their store was full of customers. Clients were picking up their motorcycles, bringing in their impaired ones, or purchasing new parts. You realized that now that winter was ending, spring was beginning which meant bike lovers were going to be out more. 

“Ah, my sun and star!” Mikey stops his conversation with a customer and leaves the task to Draken. Draken yells at him briefly before going back to their client. Mikey hugs you tightly, lifting you up slightly from the ground before peppering your face with his lips. 

He hated being apart from you too long. Didn’t matter if he had Draken. He wasn’t you. 

“My love, you can’t just abandon work like that.” 

“But you’re more important.” He pouts. 

“I understand, but paying our bills and not living on the streets is also just as important. If we don’t have money, then we can’t get any dorayaki.” And that seemed to motivate your invincible husband. 

You waited for them in the back, not minding if it took them a while. It gave you some time to think about how you were going to tell them the good news. You figured you could just show them the ultrasound pictures and take it from there. However, you hear a group of familiar voices enter through the front. You immediately stuff the pictures of your sonogram into your bag, peeking your head out from the break room. It was some of the Toman group. A few of them needed repairs on their bikes while the rest conversed with you and Mikey. The Toman gang stayed until the shop closed, but invited the three of you for dinner.

And it had been like that for almost two weeks. Your partners have been extra busy at the shop, finding that more people were discovering their small business. Not only that, but it seemed as if all of Toman wanted to catch up with their previous captain and vice captain. You didn't mind, but you were focused on how you wanted to announce your pregnancy to your husbands. 

You preferred them to be the first ones and eventually tell the rest of your friends, but seeing how busy their schedules were, you decided to do it at tonight's dinner. It was at a restaurant where one of the Toman members knew the owner so the place was reserved just for you and the gang. Since you didn't know how you were going to reveal the news, you decided to seek help from Hina.

"Oh my gosh, you're preg-" Hina nearly screams out your secret, but you quickly had to hush her.

"Shh..! Yes, I am, but I need help telling everyone." You whispered low enough to where only she could hear. 

"Hmmm....okay, okay. I got it. I'll take care of it." She winks as you both walk from your little corner and merge with the rest of your friends. A few minutes later, Hina is calling everyone to take a picture. You all gather around the coral haired girl, attempting to squeeze into the little phone screen. She holds her arm out, adjusting it as needed. Draken and Mikey take up both your sides, making sure to stand where you all could be seen.

"Okay, ready? 1...2...congrats to Papa Mikey and Papa Draken!" Hina says gleefully, recording everyone's initial reaction. Everyone made various noises, all eyes turned to you.

"Wait...what? Papa?" Mikey raises a brow then glances up at Draken.

"Hold on...you're..pregnant?!"  

"Mhm!" You're trying not to laugh at everyone's faces, especially the ones who were still trying to process it. You pull out your phone, showing them a picture of the little life that was growing in you. Everyone cheered loudly for the three of you, wishing you good fortune and offering any help that you may need. 

Dinner was fantastic and also relieving. You're finally free of your secret's burden. You're currently nestled between Mikey and Draken, the three of you looking over the sonogram pictures from your previous appointment. 

"So you've been going to these appointments by yourself?" Draken realizes how long you've known about your pregnancy. 

"Well, yeah. At first, I wasn't sure and wanted to confirm with my doctor, then after that, I was trying to find a way to tell you."

"I'm sorry. We've been so busy with the shop." He starts to feel guilty for not noticing sooner. 

"I'm gonna stop going to work and take care of you from now on. Ken-chin can handle the shop." Mikey snuggles into you and Draken reaches over to bop him on the head. He was so attached to you. Not that Draken wasn't either, but he was more realistic when it came to wanting to be around you and earning a stable income. 

"Manjiro, you know you can't do that. And Ken, no need to be sorry. I chose to not say anything." You grabbed both their hands, giving a kiss each to the back of them.

"Well, expect us to be coming with you to those appointments from now on." Mikey smiles, his heart beating with happiness and excitement. Draken nods in agreement then goes back to stare at the ultrasound photos, his cheeks hurting from the smile that was plastered on his face for a while. 

You let out a happy sigh, snuggling into Draken while Mikey is hugging you from behind. You're excited and nervous about this new chapter in your lives, but you feel less anxious knowing that your two loving husbands are going to be with you all the way. 

[ranhaitanisgf]

Can I pls request a class president and delinquent w mikey, and the pocky game??? For the scenario Mikey got dared to play the pocky game w u. (The both of u are on good terms w each other) u accepted and covered his eyes to make it easier for him (his cute flustered face ;-;) and u kissed him while bitting the pocky.

— sano manjiro (mikey) // delinquent & class president // pocky game

[𖤐] anon...ur a genius for this. flustered mikey is the best one so that's what i did lolol. ty for requesting (2 years ago 😭) and i hope you all enjoy my lovelies! xoxo

wc: 1.1k+

masterlist || 2k masterlist

your pen scrawled across the paper, completing the work that you had to finish before the end of the day. the budgets for clubs was not to be messed with; the club presidents were very passionate, and if you didn’t have a budget for them in time, they would probably go nuts, (you’re not sure what it entails, but it’s enough to get you going on the work). 

the sliding door to the empty classroom opened up, making you flick your eyes up briefly at who was entering. 

“yoo, are you in here (y/n)-chi?” you smiled a bit at the familiar voice, your heart speeding up a bit. 

“right here.” 

“i finally found you! you’re a hard one to find, y’know that?” mikey whined. he looked around the classroom, not seeing anybody else and grinned. “what’re you doing here by yourself?” he asked, sitting down in the chair in front of you and facing you. you didn’t even have to look at him to know that he was definitely up to something. 

“i’m not a very hard person to find, mikey, i’m sure you were just looking in the wrong places. and i’m working on the budget for this year’s club, since i need to be able to have it done today to get it reviewed by administration.” mikey blew a raspberry at you. 

“boringggg…you never do anything exciting, do you?” 

“hey! for your information, i do lots of fun things! just not during school or student council hours!” you huffed. mikey tilted his head at you, questioning your words a bit. he resembled a confused child for a moment, (it was pretty cute). “aside from that, why were you looking for me? is there something i can do for you?”

“well, i got dared to ask you to do something, but’s it’s fine if you don’t want to do it.” pausing your writing and looking at mikey, you noticed a bit of a flush in his cheeks as he mumbled the last part of his words. 

“oh? consider my interest piqued. what is it?” you set your pen down, giving him your full attention as a playful smile played across your lips. 

this should be interesting. 

“...p…game…” 

“hm? i didn’t quite catch that.” mikey whined and groaned a bit at your teasing voice, huffing as he avoided eye contact. 

“...the pocky game…” your eyebrows shot up at his words; you definitely had not been expecting that, (although it’s hard to expect anything that mikey says or does). 

“oh, uh, i see…” you said out of surprise. 

“it’s fine if you dont wanna, it was just like a dare so it’s stupid…”

“no, i’ll do it.” 

“…wait, really?!” mikey shot up in his seat, his hands slamming onto your desk as his eyes damn near sparkled with happiness, (seriously, how was he always so cute?). you giggled a bit at his reaction, taking your papers off your desk and setting them to the side. 

“yes, but hurry up before i change my mind!” 

“wh-uh, okay!” mikey dug through his pockets, looking for something, before he sat back down again. from his pocket, he pulled out a box of pocky, sitting down and setting it gingerly on your desk, looking nervously to the side. you raised an eyebrow at him, a teasing smile on your face. 

“are you embarrassed, mikey?” 

“w-what?! nah, of course not! who do you think i am!! i am-”

“pff, i’m joking. you’re just too cute to tease.” you laughed. mikey’s cheeks puffed up as he glared at you, though you knew the glare was fake since you could see his cheeks coloring up a bit more. he started mumbling things, too low for you to hear, as you opened up the box of pocky, taking one and slipping it between your fingers. mikey still wasn’t looking at you, making you sigh a bit. 

“you’re cute, but you need to look over here in order to do this, you know?” you couldn’t help the teasing lilt in your voice; he was just acting so different than he usually acted that you just had to tease him. mikey finally turned his face over to you, scooting a little bit closer and resting his arms on your desk. 

“you’re being really mean right now, i thought you were supposed to be nice…” 

“just because i’m student council president doesn’t mean that i can’t tease you.” before he could say anything else, you slipped the pocky stick between his lips, effectively silencing him. now that he couldn’t turn away from you, you were able to see the flush along his cheeks and ears a lot more clearly. a small laugh slipped from you at the sight. “since you’re sooooo embarrassed, i’ll make it a little easier for you.” you placed a hand over both of his eyes before putting the other end of the stick between your own lips. you could tell that he tried to protest, but the pocky stick effectively silenced him. 

for a moment, nothing happened. 

then, chomp! 

the distinct sound of you biting the stick. 

you took a couple more small bites before mikey finally bit the stick a couple times. your noses were close to touching at this point, and you could feel his breaths fanning across your face. the pocky stick was rather small at this point, making your heart skip a couple beats. 

oh, whatever. 

after a moment of pondering, you went for it. you bit the last end of the pocky stick, pressing your lips against mikey’s. his lips were a little chapped, but they were warm and they fit perfectly with yours. a couple seconds passed before you pulled away, chewing the rest of the pocky in your mouth as you took your hand off of his eyes. 

that expression makes it all worth it. 

there was a deep flush across his face now; it spread all over his cheeks and covered his ears as he gaped at you. 

before he could recover, you gathered up all your belongings, hefting your stack of papers in your arms. 

“well, i have to go drop these off now.” you leaned closer again, pressing a soft kiss against his warm cheek. “i do hope you’ll be attending all your classes tomorrow.” you whispered, smiling at him. you pulled back, admiring the shocked and flabbergasted look on his face as he tried to form words. 

“y-yeah…” he managed to get out. 

“great! see you tomorrow then!” before you left the classroom, you peeked back at him one more time. 

you had to resist giggling as you saw mikey brushing over his lips with his fingers, his eyes wide. 

oops!

[kisakis-boyfriend]

Can't stop thinking about taking afab!mikeys virginity.. i wanna see his reactions to being eaten out for the first time and how he'd react if you didn't stop after he came and overstimulated him on that very first. god.

Pairings: Mikey x GN reader

Warnings: GN!reader, dom!reader, sub!Mikey, trans Mikey, eating out, overstimulation, worship, use of the term 'tdick'

You swear that the person lying on your bed right now is an angel. A divine being sent from heaven itself, sent to grace you with his beauty and affection. You were dating an angel.

This celestial being lay here on your sheets, his head surrounded by a wavy halo, with those gorgeous eyes nervously trained on your face — searching for something to calm his nerves.

“Nervous?”

At this, Mikey shook his head. It was clear as day that he was, indeed, fidgeting with his sleeves as you stood above his delicate form; like a demon waiting to corrupt him, and strip away his innocence.

You were oh, so gentle with him, making sure that Mikey was comfortable before you even so much as kissed his lips. Physically, he was so far from being considered "fragile". He's the leader of a gang; very well respected and even feared by the smart ones. There wasn't any need to treat him like a glass sculpture—ready to crack into a million pieces from the slightest bump—and yet, here you were, trailing one hand down his side, to his hip, with all the care in the world. Like he was almost too precious to touch, even.

A hand between his legs had Mikey moaning into your mouth, squirming while you touched him for the first time. He became wet so, so easily. That wetness coated your fingers even through his underwear, urging you to break the kiss sooner, so that you might taste another part of your lover.

“God you're beautiful...” You breathed, while pulling Mikey's pants off to expose his entrance. His legs instinctively closed, clamping his thighs together so that you had to hold them apart if you wanted to have access to him.

Your lips connect with Mikey's thighs, pressing little kisses along the insides. They were so soft, but you knew that Mikey could probably suffocate you if he really wanted to — you've seen him fight before, and surely his thighs were rather powerful to allow him to move the way he does.

One look into his eyes as you ask him, “Ready?” and, with his confirmation, you delve down, connecting your tongue and his cunt. You start out slow, so as not to overwhelm your partner. Lapping at the sensitive area first, then pushing your tongue inside a bit.

Mikey's hips jerk the first time you suck his tdick, which soon turns into him trying to fuck your mouth with the length he has. It's adorable — the way his hips thrust up, almost mindlessly so, as your lover chases anything that makes him feel good.

Soon enough, Mikey's moans become more frantic; he's getting close. One hand flies down to your head, pushing you deeper into his heat. You take this as a signal to keep doing what you're doing; licking and sucking while Mikey bites his lip hard enough to make it bleed, eventually adding your fingers to help your partner get off.

With one adorable squeal, your lover cums in your mouth. His hips rise off of the bed and his hands fly up to grasp at the sheets-

“Mmmhaah!! Aah~ ” Mikey's eyes glaze over as the sound of his own panting fills his ears. Everything becomes hazy, until it registers in his mind that... you're still going at it.

Despite the intense first orgasm he just experienced; you haven't stopped eating him out yet. Your lips are practically suctioned onto his pussy.

When he realizes that you don't plan to stop anytime soon, Mikey tries to wiggle away, attempting to push your head back with his hand. All it takes is one arm to pin down his hips, the other to hold his wrist, and Mikey isn't going anywhere.

Fully intent on keeping your partner here until you're satisfied, you moan into Mikey's cunt, keeping up the assault until he can no longer do anything other than whimper and buck his hips pathetically.

After all; if you're lucky enough to pleasure an angel, why not get the most out of it?

[serotonins-stuff]

Y'all cant convince me that he wouldn't buy every single clothing item in your online cart to surprise you. You're shocked to see packages on your front doorstep, filling your porch to the brim. It's the fact that all of them are in your size but you don't remember specifying that on the website. Meaning that a sneaky- someone decided to take it onto their own hands.

"Baby you can't waste money so carelessly" you crossed your arms.

"There's no rule saying I can't spoil my baby"

Tanaka, Denki, Bachira, Baji, Hanma, kuroko, GOJO

"Nothing is wasting when it comes to you."

Nagisa, MIDORIYA, Nanami, AKASHI, Armin, Seishiro Akashi, Isagi, Chifuyu

"Its better than buying things I'll never use"

KENMA, nagi, itona, levi, Mikey, Megumi, Aizawa

"But I wanted to see you in all those pretty outfits!!"

Tanaka, BOKUTO, Hinata, Asta, Bachira,Takemitchy, Itadori, Denki

"Stop complaining and give me a fashion show"

BAKUGO, Aoimine, Karma, Draken, Ran, Geto, SUKUNA

[lssugaluv]

Brushing your teeth together.

• MDNI 18+ only

You and your man were laying down when he brings up the idea to go brush your teeth together. It was all cute seeing you brush your teeth until you were brushing your tongue and gagged. That set the man off. He was dying of laughter but at the same time with a boner.

As soon as you finish rinsing off the mouthwash, he goes from behind you and lifts up your cute night gown. He starts power thrusting you. At first it’s funny until he grabs a fist full of your hair and has you stare at the mirror. He pulls up your night gown letting your titties out free. “Look at your gorgeous titties baby.” He says as he squeezes them.

He turns you around and gently puts your back facing the wall. He starts to make out with you, tasting nothing but the fresh toothpaste as his tongue attacks yours. He lifts one of your legs, having it wrap around him halfways. He inserts one finger and starts pounding it in and out having you already become a mess.

He takes his finger out and proceeds on taking off your underwear. “These stay here. Walk with nothing under your night dress to the room.”

The rest was history. 😉

Characters who I think will do this:

• ATSUMU (HQ), Kuroo(HQ), Nanami (JJK) , Gojo (JJK) , Suna (HQ), SAKUSA (HQ), Mikey (TR), Ran (TR), Iwazumi (HQ), Ushijima (HQ), TSUKKISHIMA (HQ) , Daichi (HQ)

Afterthought:

• Well that overheated real quick 🥵

• Not proofread.

• Like, Comment, and reblogg. <3

• 5 a.m. thoughts. 💭

[taijuslegalwife]

Tr boys reaction to tailor!reader literally making a little version of their gang uniform and dressing up their pet to it

(Lmao one day all my ideas are going to be inside your inbox frf)

Kitty Cat 🐈‍⬛ ྀི

Tr men x tailor!reader

Men featured: Baji, Chifuyu, Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya

this request is so cute bye, also the animal I chose is a cat!

warnings: gender-neutral reader (I think??), fluff

Baji:

ʚɞ Baji would be VERY confused when he comes home and sees his cat dressed in a miniature version of his uniform

ʚɞ The minute you tell him though that you made it for the cat, he would love it!

ʚɞ When your not looking he takes pictures of the cats in uniform and sets it as his wallpaper lol

ʚɞ Overall he is very happy that his cat looks like him now.

ʚɞ He would brag to Kazutora and Chifuyu on ‘how his amazing girlfriend made their cat a small version of his Toman uniform’.

ʚɞ He would immediately show the cat dressed up to Chifuyu whenever the blonde comes over to help Baji study.

Mitsuya: 

ʚɞ Mitsuya thinks that the cat is very cute in the uniform

ʚɞ However, he is a little confused on why you wouldn’t ask him to make the uniform for the cat, so he would probably ask you if you thought you needed to for him.

ʚɞ Once you tell him that it was just a little side project his mood lightens up wayyyy more and complements your sewing skills

ʚɞ He spends his time lounging around the house with his cat on his lap while admiring your tailoring and sewing skills.

ʚɞ Since he also is good at sewing he would try to make another outfit for the cat secretly, but he got found out when you snuck up behind him to hug him 🥲

Mikey:

ʚɞ We all know Mikey is childish, so when he comes home and sees the family cat dressed up just like one of his many gang members he doesn't waste any time running up to you asking if you made the uniform yourself.

ʚɞ He absolutely would secretly pretend that the cat in uniform are one of his soldiers; commanding the cat to bow down to him and everything.

ʚɞ He would shower you in cuddles and appreciation for the making of the cat uniform.

Chifuyu:

ʚɞ Chifuyu would 100% shower both you and the dressed cat in constant love.

ʚɞ He would cuddle up with the cat while trying to snuggle up with you at the same time as a special ‘thank you’ for making the cat uniform.

ʚɞ Knowing Chifuyu, he would put on his Toman uniform while dressing the cat and taking matching pictures of him with the cat all dressed up.

Draken:

ʚɞ Draken would be extremely flattered if you made the cat’s uniform matching his uniform

ʚɞ He's not horribly overbearing about caring for the mini uniform, but he will make sure no harm comes to it when the cat isn’t wearing it.

ʚɞ He secretly is playful with the cat when it’s wearing his uniform, calling the cat his new sworn brother jokingly.

ʚɞ Knowing how gentlemanly Draken is, he would commend you for doing such a good job tailoring the uniform while hugging you from behind.

MASTERLIST

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!!

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[airbendertendou]

for ur event - 41 + live action!Mikey

mutual obsession number 41 + oryo's mikey

“‘CAUSE THE REST OF YOU, THE BEST OF YOU, HONEY BELONGS TO ME.”

hands clasp around the back of his neck, pulling him in closer. mikey lets out a hum, ignoring the meeting he's supposed to be leading - ignoring the eyes burning into him.

you shuffle closer, burying your nose into his neck and pulling him even closer. mikey sighs, his own grip tightening on your hips. "do you have to go, mikey?"

the blond clicks his tongue pulling away to meet your gaze. you frown at the space between you, wanting him as close as he could be. mikey copies your scowl, frowning deeply as he looks at you. "what did you call me, baby?"

"manji," you correct yourself. mikey nods with his eyes closed, gathering you back into his arms. "you don't have to go to this meeting, right? you can go on a date with me instead?"

"mikey." draken shoots you both a look from the corner of his eyes. he's met with matching pouts - it's endearing and nauseating at the same time.

mikey frowns, "can't. later, though. promise."

a kiss is planted on your cheek, and then your nose before your lips meet his. "'kay," you hum, "since you promised."

"let's go!" baji calls out. mikey plants another kiss on your cheek and then lips before letting go of you slowly. you give him an answering, lingering kiss. baji groans loudly again - you giggle against mikey's cheek before he leaves. "you're both gross!"

you blow mikey a kiss as you leave, if only to hear the boys complain about it.

——♡—— this song suits him so well i astral projected to another dimension i swear HAPPY NEW YEAR!! heres to more silly content and brainrot in 2024 <3

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[mchlgayser]

𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘 ft manjiro mikey sano

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: It was your daughter's sports day at her kindergarten, and your husband participated.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff / ✮

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠:none

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: I miss writing for him! It's been a while I don't know if it's good but I hope it is. It consists fluff, fluff and fluff!!

(( my navigations ))

This Saturday morning was not as peaceful as the others. You had to wake up and six sharp to prepare a box of sandwiches for your daughter to bring to her school. You got to readies her uniform and her father's. Today was your daughter, Megami's first sports day. It was chaotic the night before because the reckless poor girl dared to forget her big day, as she said, and forgot to tell you that it's a must for the pupil's parents to bring food or snacks along.

It was past seven-ten when you woke up both of your beloved ones, Megami was a light sleeper so it was not hard to wake her up but it was the opposite for her father.

You wake him up multiple times for him to snooze back halfway.

'Manjiro, hurry up your daughter will be late for her school!' He rubs his eyes and got out, legs groggy and buckled. You give him a towel along with a toothbrush, readied with its paste 'Go! I give you ten minutes!' Then, you went back to your daughter's room to see she had just got out of the bathroom 'Where're my clothes, mama?' You get her uniform from her walk-in closet and handed it to her 'You want me to blow your hair for you?' She smiles, eyes twinkling with luminaries.

You put on her p.e uniform tucking the shirt under her tracks, and then you make her sit on her bed whilst you dry her air and comb it using her 'magic' brush.

'How do you want to style your hair today, princess?' She turns her head at you 'I want a tight one, the one that is high like a unicorn's ponytail!' You smile, feather-light kiss her temple, and did as she instructed.

You notice from the corner of your eyes, your husband leaning against the doorframe with his hand crisscrossed 'Are you ready for the big day?!' He said lifting Megami and twirling her around, she happily giggle and nods her head at her dad's question.

Manjiro was wearing a slack with a white button-up polo 'Let's go, you should hurry up too, babe.' He kisses your cheek and left downstairs with Megami still in his arm.

You went to your room and did a short half bath before you change into a pair of shorts and a short sleeve crop top printed 'rays of sunshine'.

'Mama, hurry up!' You went downstairs and straight to the kitchen to grab a large-size tumbler and stuff it inside your bag.

'Come on, let's go!' The maids had just finished wrapping up the box of sandwiches inside the car before bowing down, you thanked her and get inside to see Megami already in her seat with her backpack in her arms.

'You comfortable?' She nods, and you buckle the belt after Manjiro did the same.

The ride to her school was peaceful, Megami sit at the back with her legs bouncing as she looks outside the mirror, humming Spongebob's opening tune.

'We're here!' She cheers feeling excited 'Easy there, honey.' Manjiro assured her and went to buckle her belt for her. You three got out, Manjiro with Megami holding his hand and the other one holding her bag whilst you had both hands holding onto the sandwich container.

The school was lively, with pupils running around the front garden 'Hello Megami!' A sweet voice called out, and it was a woman in her mid-30s, with dirty brown hair and a similar uniform as Megami's 'Hello teacher!' Both you and your husband bow your head in gratitude as she did the same 'Hello Mr. and Mrs. Sano, From here on, I'll take care of Megami to get her ready for her sports application, you two can head to the counter over there and wrote your name for attendance's purpose, and please let me get the box for you. I'll sort it out at the food section.' You thanked her. Megami wave over at you and Manjiro as she skips away with her teacher.

'Hello! Can you please sign here, and here... I assume you know about the parent's sport application as well?' You and your husband shared a look. Your mind has already imagine a scenario of Megami and her mocking smile.

'Yes.' You heard your husband confess, 'I know about it. Which is why I wore the perfect outfit for it.' The receptionist looks at him up and down with a nervous laugh 'You will run track in that...Sir...?' He looks confident as ever, nodding his head.

The receptionist nods once more before you two leave for the school's backfield. The arena was full of students warming up, and parents recording them. You look around for Megami seeing her at the front row stretching with her teacher and her friends.

The girl was not doing it suitably, she was laughing with her friends. You smile at the sight 'Megami!' She turns to you, expressions brightening 'Mama! Dad!' Manjiro and you smile back at her before moving to the benchers as the emcee announced the first activities.

It was halfway through, you and your husband had been cheering nonstop for your daughter. She was running past everyone with a bright smile on her face, her eyes barely open as she giggle and past the winning's line.

You yell and clap your hand so hard it's becoming red.

'Next activity, we'll bring along the fathers for the three-legged race!' You started cheering again eyes following your husband as she was near your daughter and get the robe. Manjiro's hand was all over her head attaching it to his midriff, and her arms clutched onto his shirt.

'Ready? Get set. Go!' They began running as they murmured 'one, two' to keep balancing 'You can do it!' You clap your hand and watch them with pure adoration. His scrunching competitive face, his desire to win for his daughter, and the similar bright eye smile once they made it to the finishing line.

Although they didn't end up winning first place, you are still happy that they're happy with their hard achievements 'You did wonderful, pretty girl!' You went to high-five her and offered your husband one reassuring hug 'Let's go get the medal!' She jumps up and down running back to her teacher to get her class the medal they've earned.

You silently cheer when she lifted the medal at you and clap once more.

'You are sweating a lot.' You said bringing out a handkerchief and wiping the sweat off your husband's forehead for him, he held your hand to stop you 'It's fine, I can do it.' He lifts your chin to kiss the corner of your mouth and wipes off the sweat all over his face 'Mama! Dad!' You two crouch down on the ground to give Megami one long and warm hug 'Another medal to hang on your room, yeah?' She giddily agreed and skip away with both of her hands holding yours and Manjiro's hands.

'I want an ice cream!' She ushered you 'I don't think they've got an ice cream here, right now.' She pouts, bottom lip jutting out 'Then can we get an ice cream later?' She asks for a confirmation. Manjiro pets her head 'Yes but for now, you're going to spend some time with your buddies alright?' She hums and jog to where her friends is. You smile watching her play along with her friends.

'Our beautiful baby girl is all grown up.' You muttered, eyes never leaving hers. Manjiro wraps an arm around you giving you a soothing squeeze on your core 'Yes, all grown up but still our same sweet little girl.' You turn to him and smile.

'Mama! Dad! Come!' She takes you both to the food section and handed you plates 'Let's eat! I'm hungry!'

[izunx]

heyoo! Would you like to make a story about Kakucho x reader afraid of rejection? I'm curious what it will look like!

kisses :3

(sorry for my English :c )

bonten KAKUCHO x reader

jealous reader is afraid of rejection

xx this is a very cute request ty!

no warnings.

you had kakucho have been friends since childhood. ever since you guys have been young, he’s been protective over you.

he’s always been nice to you, caring considering how sensitive you’ve always been. you would’ve assumed that he’s fed up with you now. but he’s not. why?

you were too fear struck to face the reality that he LIKED YOU

kakucho never had eyes for any woman other than you. but you were riddled with stubbornness.

the fear of rejection.

you couldn’t blame yourself though. when you and kakucho were both 15, you went through something ‘traumatic’.

you went through rejection.

“kakuu” you whined while your head was in his lap whilst he was scrambling his arms in the air, wondering how to comfort you.

“it’s not the end of the world, y/n”

“you don’t get it!”

“I do tho.” he grumbled.

“I thought he liked me. he even chose ME to do his homework..”

he struck at disgusted face at that one.

“come on, you can do better than him.”

“NO, I’m never doing that again!”

and you were not joking about that.

your female friends at work ridiculed you for that, they didn’t seem to understand why you didn’t make a move on kakucho when he cared about you so dearly.

“y/n you can literally see his heart eyes for you!” your friend squealed seeing kakucho in his car, picking you up from the work dinner you guys had.

“stop, he’s just a friend” you sighed.

“just a friend MY ASS”

“I swear he’s been in love with you since you guys were like babies” your friends snickered.

“ugh you teases”

you stormed away, approaching kakucho.

“what’s up with you?”

you pouted.

“why are you moody for,”

“they’re asking about us again”

“is it bothering you?” kakucho in reality liked it when both your friends suspected you two, but he wouldn’t let you know that. likewise, you only pretended to be annoyed.

“never said that,”

“did you have fun with them?”

“yeah but I’m drained!”

he sped off, you in the passenger seat talking his ear off about your day at work. he didn’t complain tho.

“we can’t stay out for long tho,”

“hm?”

“there’s this girl I gotta help out at her little cafe, made her a promise.”

“girl?”

“yep”

you unintentionally tightened your grip on your seatbelt - you didn’t like hearing about that one. what you failed to see tho, was the reddening on his face as he glanced at your moody face.

but you were afraid to ask. I mean, who were you to ask about any girl he hangs out with?

you did like him. you couldn’t deny that one, but could you say the same for him, did he like YOU?

“do you have to do it?” you meekly whispered.

kakucho raised his eyebrows at the one, he didn’t think you’d really want him to stay. considering the mood you’re in.

“thought you weren’t ina good mood?”

“I feel better now though”

“sorry y/n, but I really did promise her”

but he did want to stay with you.

you didn’t respond to this, rather you turned your head to look at the cars rushing past you two and you stayed silent the rest of the ride. sulking.

he sighed as you got out, “it won’t happen again so don’t be too mad at me.”

but it did.

it happened again.

with that same cafe girl.

“what do you mean she broke her arm and now she needs help working around the cafe?”

“y/n I still owe her a favour ..”

“we haven’t hung out in ages though.”

he moved the hair out your face and just smiled.

“I promise, after this one we’ll go out”

again, you just didn’t reply. ‘he’s falling for her’ you assumed.

“you could clearly see the blush on his face talking about her” you grumbled into your pillow.

turning on your phone, you just looked at the multiple pictures you took of kakucho as kids.

you really did want to ask him out. but what if he rejected you and then that would mean you guys won’t ever be back to being bestfriends, was it worth the risk?

you phoned kakucho, and he answered immediately.

“you done? can’t you come over now?” you asked first thing.

“I got a work call pretty, I can’t right now” you were too oblivious to hear his disappointed tone.

“mhm, yeah that’s fine.”

you hung up.

‘pretty’. you loved when he called you that, it was the same name he’s been calling you since you were young.

you simply just stayed depressed the whole weekend. well that was initially what happened, but you were disrupted.

bonten had kakucho working like a dog, considering he was an executive. he was gone up until the moment you called him to now.

he appeared in front of your door shamelessly wearing a white shirt covered in blood, his suit jacket unable to cover it properly.

“hey pretty,”

you were persistent however, refused to talk to him and instead attempted to slam the door. he knew better though, stopping it with his foot.

“you know you can’t be moody forever”

he forced himself in,

“my shower ain’t working, I’m using yours.”

but you stayed silent.

his eyes was observing your every move. your awkward stance in the hallway, your averting eyes, and nervous leg shake.

“I’m not liking this silent treatment anymore, y/n”

still no answer.

he furrowed his brows, “hey, come on, talk to me”

“the girl.”

“girl?”

“yeah.”

kakucho didn’t have to ask further to know what you were talking about. he covered his face with his forearm, attempting to hide that stupid boyish grin.

“ahh come on now, don’t tell me you think I like her, pretty?”

“don’t call me that.”

he raised his eyebrows at that one.

“I didn’t mean to make you upset, were you jealous?” he took steps forward towards you.

“jealous? I don’t even like you.”

that would’ve made anyone laugh.

“really?”

“yeah”

you weren’t taking a risk, he probably liked that other girl more is all you could think.

“yeah but I like you”

guess you didn’t have to take the risk but —

“no you don’t”

he was playing with you. it was plaguing your mind.

“y/n. don’t do that”

“do what?”

“I know what I feel for you, are you just tryna say you don’t like me?”

was he testing you? you don’t want a replay of when that boy humiliated you. 7th grade or not. you still had the video he had recorded of your watering eyes and flustered face.

“I’m not like him y/n, you think I’d hurt you?”

your eyes again just watered, you covered your face.

but this time, he gently moved your arm away and held onto it.

“been wanting to be with you ever since then”

“I trust you, kaku”

“I’d trust you with my life, if that means anything to you”

he didn’t have to say a word more before you moved quick to steal his lips. he didn’t hold back either.

“knew you were jealous,” he mumbled smirking against your lips.

“shut up.”

hands tangled in his hair, you stared up at him worried.

“no more talking about that girl”

“if it means I can have this everyday,” he rested his forehead on yours.

“maybe admitting I like you wasn’t that bad of a thought”

“you think? told you could do better than that wimp.”

STOP THIS IS KINDA CRINGE BUT HOPE U GUYS ENJOYED LMFAOO

[softxsuki]

STRONG ENOUGH--Mikey Sano (WRITTEN BY 🕰️ ANON, NOT ME)

Pairing: Mikey x Fem!Reader

Warnings: mentions of guys ganging up on a woman, fighting, feelings of fear

Genre: Fluff

Post-Type: Oneshot

Word Count: 1.3k (almost 1.4k)

Summary: In which after training you to fight a little, Mikey walks you home, but you run into a little trouble after stopping somewhere quickly and waiting for Mikey to get back (it turns out to not be so troublesome though)

[A/N: This piece is written by one of my followers that she wanted me to post for her, so I hope you guys enjoy it as much as I did! This is written by my 🕰️anon! So again, I did NOT write this. ]

*****note N/N means nickname*****

  “Make sure your foot is aimed a little higher. See, like this.”

  You felt slightly anxious as Mikey kicked the air, his feet making a clean one-eighty degree. Did he think you could do that on your first day practicing with him?

  Mikey turned to look at you and gestured for you to copy what he just did. You groaned internally, regretting the fact that you didn’t listen to Draken and Mitsuya’s warnings to not ask Mikey to teach you self-defense. 

  “Um…’Jiro?”

  “Yeah?”

“Maybe let’s leave the hard stuff for later, please?” you asked, practically pleading with him to understand that you might just break your hip if you tried to pull what he just did.

  “But I could do this when I was in elementary school”, Mikey said, tilting his head to the side in confusion. 

  Of course he could! He’s the Invincible Mikey! You thought, cursing your luck. 

  Mikey wasn’t the best teacher when it came to fighting but he loved you and so, thankfully, he was as patient as he could be with you.

  After a lot of practicing, you could finally do a decent kick (though it was nowhere near as good as Mikey’s, of course).

  You spent the rest of the day talking with Mikey and Emma. Amidst the laughter and slight bickering between the siblings, you decided to head home as soon as you realized that it was getting dark.  Mikey noticed you looking outside and decided that he should walk you home.

  “Ah, (N/N), it’s getting dark. I can wa-"

  “Manjiro!! It’s getting dark! Can’t you walk your girlfriend home?!” Emma yelled at her brother who was looking flabbergasted at the fact that he lost the opportunity to be a good boyfriend. You laughed at their antics and just shrugged.

  “It’s alright. I can go home on my own- “

“Ah, great, now you’ve upset her '', Emma said, crossing her arms over her chest as she looked at Mikey disapprovingly. 

  Mikey just deadpanned at his sister before getting up and grabbing his jacket. “Come one, (N/N). Let’s get you home.”

You nodded before thanking Emma for her hospitality. Emma just smiled as she thought to herself how wonderful it would be to have someone as kind and sweet as you in the family.

  Both of you turned around quickly to see Mikey starting his motorcycle. Upon seeing the both of you staring at him, he thought he needed to clarify what he was doing.

  “Oh. I am dropping her off on the bike- “

  “Like heck you are!”

  You wouldn’t have minded it one bit but Emma didn’t like the fact that neither of you would be riding with helmets.

  “AH! You are turning into Ken-chin…”, Mikey said, causing Emma to blush as he mentioned Draken. You smiled knowingly at her which caused her to turn even more red. 

  “Oh, fine! I’m going inside!”

  The both of you watched as Emma went back inside the very beautiful house that the Sanos lived in. Mikey sighed and scratched the back of his head as he hopped off the bike. “The last thing I need is more nagging once I come back… you don’t mind walking, (N/N)?”

  “Nope!”, you said. You walked towards where Mikey was standing and took his hand in yours, causing his face to flush pink. Chuckling slightly at how adorable he looked, you both began walking back to your home. 

  Winter was soon coming and the air had a chill to it. You felt a sneeze come along and you tried your best to stifle it. Mikey saw you desperately trying not to look like you were cold and tried not to laugh at your actions. He was still in his Toman uniform after a meeting and remembering something Chifuyu taught him, he took off his jacket and placed it around your shoulders.

  He smiled in relief as he saw you fit your arms into the sleeves. You sighed as you felt the warmth now surrounding you. Though you were thankful, Mikey didn’t have another jacket and his shirt was just a thin cotton one. 

  “Wait, ‘Jiro, aren’t you cold?”

  Yes, yes he was, Desperately. He hoped you wouldn’t want to keep the jacket once you reached home. 

  “No”, he said, moments before he let out a big sneeze. You started laughing before starting to remove the jacket. But Mikey stopped you as he rubbed his nose. 

  “Keep it on. Ken-chin’s place is nearby. I’ll borrow a jacket from him.”

  As you tried to imagine Mikey wearing Draken’s jacket, you felt Mikey take your hand in his again, making you feel happy. Mikey, noticing your smile, felt even happier. 

  Soon, the both of you reached the brothel where Draken lived. You didn’t feel like going up there, so you chose to stay down while Mikey went up to see Draken. 

The minutes seemed to be passing by peacefully as you watched the slow moving traffic in front of you. But it was only a moment before some guy and his friends started to hit on you.

  “Oh, come on, darling. Just come with us, we’ll be nice”, one of them yelled, as the others chortled in response. You hated feeling this uncomfortable. As you thought of what you could do, you remembered what Mikey taught you.

  “You’ll feel scared when you think you aren’t strong enough to beat them. You don’t have to be physically stronger than them though- just make sure to show them who’s boss.”

  “So, what do you say, doll?” sneered the one who was speaking earlier. 

  “No”, you said firmly. 

“No?”, the guy repeated in disbelief, “I don’t think so, missy.”

  You panicked as you realized he was coming towards you. He grabbed your arm quickly and you tensed up not knowing what to do. Everything you learnt was disappearing from your head-

  “Remember to position your foot correctly. Then you can land the strongest kick.”

  There were no thoughts put into your actions as your instincts took over. Quickly raising your foot as high as you could, you land a hard kick right at his groin.

  The man let go of you and whimpered as he fell to the ground, his arms clutching where you had just kicked him with full force.

  “H-Hey…dude. Isn’t that a Toman uniform she’s wearing? Is she…is she from Toman!?”, someone from their group screamed and suddenly all the men who had gathered there ran away (one of them dragged away the guy who was on the floor).

  Your breaths were labored as you watched them scurry away from you. Your face felt warm and your body was still shivering from the sudden movement and from how scary the situation was. 

  You almost cried in relief when Mikey came out wearing a jacket that looked five sizes too big for him.

  “Manjiro!”

  His eyes widened at your disheveled state. “(Y/N)?”

  He quickly walked up to where you were standing and wrapped his arms around you. He didn’t know what had happened after he had left but he knew he needed to be there for you right now.

  “I was so scared, ‘Jiro… “

“(N/N)...what happened?”

  You told him everything that had happened and you saw his face turn angry for a second before he started laughing when you told him about how you kicked the guy right where the sun doesn’t shine. 

  “And then they all ran away after seeing the jacket cause they thought I was in Toman!”

  Mikey was chuckling even as placed a small kiss on your head. “I am sorry you had to go through that, love. But didn’t I tell you? You are strong enough to deal with anything.”

  You smiled at his words. Manjiro Sano believed in you. And slowly, you started to  believe in yourself as well.

  “And what on earth are you wearing?”

  “Um, Ken-chin’s jacket?”

  “You look like a toddler who went shopping in the adults section.”

  And that was why you had to deal with a pouty Mikey all the way to your house.

  You also shouldn’t have been surprised to see the same people who had tried to hit on you yesterday beaten up until they were black and blue. How Mikey knew it was them, we don’t know. He just does. He’s Manjiro Sano after all.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 1/10/2023

[dzvelinaskebiyars]

Too busy.

You were having exams soon, so this entire week you have been studying. You always were the good student with Straight A's/10's/5's. You couldn't afford to fail this exam and lower your grade. That's why you couldn't spend time with Mikey anymore.

Everytime he told you to hang out with him, you'd turn him down by saying "Sorry, Manjiro. I have to study." He's not the type of person who studies, rather he always neglects his studies and seriously couldn't understand why you were studying this much, for entire week. But despite that, he tried to be understanding.

Instead he'd hang out with Draken, Takemichi, Kawata twins, Pah-chin and Peh-yan and those who don't give a shit about studying. Even Mitsuya and Baji were studying. But spending time with his friends was so different from spending time with his girlfriend.

That's why he's at your place now. Pouting and sulking like a cat.

"Can you please take a break and cuddle with me?"

"I can't, Manjiro. I'm halfway done, I can't abandon it now."

"When will you be done?"

"I'll take notes from three other paragraphs and that's it."

He groaned, falling on your bed dramatically, as if waiting for you tired him to the point he collapsed. You told him to eat Tayakis meanwhile but, surprisingly, he turned them down.

He'd randomly say things like "guess who's bored? That's right. Me. I'm bored. Give me attention." But you ignored him, brushing him off and focusing on reading the paragraph again. He started sulking again.

Mikey stood up to take a look at what you're reading--biology. He didn't understand whatever was written or drawn in the book. Then he took the chair from the living room and put it beside you, sitting down and staring at you while you were focused on reading.

He couldn't take his eyes off of you because, my god, you looked so attractive when you were so serious and focused on something. He just sat there, unable to look away. Out of curiosity, you glanced at him. Manjiro's cheeks were slight pink, eyes focused on you that got you blushing. "S-Something on my face?" you asked, looking away.

He shook his head. "No." He suddenly snapped out of it before asking for cuddles again. "Cuddle with me."

"No."

"Please cuddle with me."

"No"

"I swear I'll be good."

You finally put your pen down. "Alright, only for ten minutes." His eyes sparkled in joy as he suddenly picked you up. "Hey!" "Finally!!"

He throw you on the bed before crawling on it and resting you head on your chest, wrapping his arms on your waist.

You have ignored it but you really did miss his touch.