#oh oh even the fact that he’s looking AWAY from Sakura?

[suuooe]

-- Touch deprived boys

✧ or: touch- or not so touch deprived wind breaker boys ✧ featuring: Sakura Haruka, Suo Hayato, Umemiya Hajime, Hiragi Toma & Kaji Ren x gn!reader [separate] ✧ content: established relationship & fluff ✧ a/n: i dropped one suo fic and got busy the same week and fell ill the next week lmfao. hiragi may be a bit ooc - ya know when you know how the characters act and how they are in theory, but can't articulate that in your works? yeah. yeah. this is not proofread we post this without beta-reading like real men.

Sakura doesn't register the feeling at first. To be more precise, he doesn't know what the feeling is at all when it first appears.

I imagine Sakura having a significant other that's the polar opposite to him when it comes to physical touch - as in they would 100% at any given moment when they're together hold any part of Sakura that they come in contact with. (This boy cannot for the life of him shake off anyone he deems close away, grab his hand and lead him on and he will 100% complain the entire way, but he'll never shake off your hand)

Which means that ever since he did start to date you, he wouldn't even know the meaning of what touch deprivation even is - because not a day goes by when you're not touching him some part of him.

So when a day actually comes when you're not holding onto him, he feels genuinely put off. Something is wrong, but he can't put his finger on it. And oh boy does that clearly show on his face. Sakura is after all - an open book when it comes to his feelings.

He's moody, he doesn't snap and yell like usual - but he only mutters answers back whenever someone asks him something. Even to you - if anything, you would think he's mad at you. He's fidgeting with his hands, tugging at his sleeves and averting his gaze from you whenever you ask if he's okay.

He's an open book yeah, but he won't say a damn thing - pride and all.

It'll most likely be in a scenario where you're surrounded by more people than usual that you hold back a bit on showing affection. But still, you're mostly by his side, talking to him, handing him drinks and heck your shoulders brush against each other every time you laugh at something his classmate had said - you're that close to him.

And yet it feels wrong.

"Oh, Haruka your drink is empty. Want me to go grab another one?" you're not even waiting for an answer before you lean away from the wall behind you to head towards the refreshments table on the other side of the rooftop.

It's only when your presence once again leaves his side that Sakura springs into action, reaching out to barely grasp the fabric of your shirt to hold you slightly back. Puzzled, you turn around with a confused smile, only to be met with an equally confused, but frantic stare from your lover. "Everything okay, Haruka?" you ask again, ignoring the fact that Haruka's gaze is looking all over the place but at your own face.

"Y-yeah, why wouldn't it be?" although he says that, his hand is still grasping onto your shirt. A few seconds go by in silence before you feel a slight tug against them - and suddenly every dot in your confused brain starts to connect on his bizarre behaviour today.

Your eyes soften, and Sakura can hear your quiet chuckle when you turn around to face him, forcing his fingers to let go. But before he can ask what you're laughing about, he can feel himself being pulled into a hug, and he can feel your smile against his shoulders as you pat his back comfortably. "You're so cute, Haruka." he can hear you say through your quiet giggles.

You can hear a quiet "Shut up…" from him, but you can feel the way his posture drastically softens under your hug. But before your duo-coloured lover could wrap his arms around your waist, you hear a low whistle coming from behind you. "Naaw, Sakura-kun was missing [Name]'s touch for the day."

And in an instant you're yanked (gently) away by an arms length with Sakura yelling profanities at a laughing Suo. Well at least he's back to normal.

Suo's never "deprived" per say of your touch - because he's the one initiating it 90% of the time.

He's already physically affectionate. He's usually seen having an arm around your waist when you're peering at something, holding your hand when the two of you go for a walk or leaning over you when you're standing still to rest his chin on top of your head (if you're shorter, if not he'll bury his face into the crook of your neck).

And while you don't mind (in fact often times you lean most of your weight on him if he's standing behind you once you feel his presence) Suo does want you to initiate contact once in a while.

But alas those feelings is rarely shown on his face, always sporting a neutral smile to any situation he's put in - no one can tell that he's a bit more troubled than usual.

But what kind of lover would you be, if you weren't able to spot these miniscule changes in Suo? When he now only briefly holds onto your waist to silently announce his presence beside you before retracting his arm back and when he waits for your fingers to graze against his own before he tangles them together?

You do notice, and Suo also knows you've noticed the slight difference in your otherwise normal habits. How you peer up at him a bit longer than usual when he decides to sit next to you in the library instead of behind you like he usually does so you can rest against him. But he only gives you a wide smile in return to your confused glance.

"You know-" you say with a start, seating yourself down on Suo's lap the moment he seats himself down properly on the tatami floor of his room, your lover only wrapping an arm around your back to make sure you don't topple over. "This is a very elaborate way to tell me you want me to initiate physical contact more often."

"Hmm? Whatever do you mean?" he feigns ignorance, merely tilting his head slightly to the side when you twirl your fingers around the tassels of his left earring whilst resting your head against his shoulder. "Why can't you just ask like any other person for a hug or something?" you question.

"That wouldn't be fun. I wanted to see if you loved the physical touch as much as me, after all." he says, and you raise your eyebrow in confusion, "Me not reciprocating your touches was not an answer?" you inquire, raising your head to stare at him, Suo only giving you a smile that seems a bit too mischievous back while shaking his head.

"Initiating and reciprocating are two different things, dear. Initiating takes a lot more courage after all." you only hum in return, resting your head back on his shoulder before taking a hold of his hand to toy with his fingers, bending the appendages while admiring how smooth his skin was - even with all the fighting he does. "I like it when you initiate contact first though…" you murmur in the end. Suo, who had initially thought you had put the matter of his impromptu idea to the side hums in surprise at your quiet confession.

"Why?"

You shrug, deciding to intertwine your fingers together before resting them on your own lap, smiling softly at how Suo's thumb brush against the skin of your hand. "I don't know either. I just know that it's you whenever someone takes a hold of my hand, you do have the habit of grazing your fingers against mine before holding them after all. It's almost like your way of saying hello before we even make eye contact." you tell, "You always reach out for my hand first after all."

You're not staring at him, still busy looking at your clasped hands - but he still smiles down at your form, turning his head to press his lips on top of your head. "Well with such a sweet reason, who am I to not initiate it more then, hmm?"

He makes it known that he wants your touch before you can even tell he's deprived.

Which means he's never deprived, because when Umemiya feels that he needs a hug, he's making a beeline towards you to engulf you in his arms.

Which means there are two outcomes to this. If you're within his sights and he sees you as soon as he wants a hug, everything is A-OK! Umemiya gets his well needed hug to tackle the next set of duties and tasks he has set for himself for the next 3 hours.

If you're not in his arms within the next 10 minutes of him wanting a hug, he's going to talk to his plants like you've gone off to war and won't come back before the next year. Talking about how much he misses your presence, your favourite food, what kind of seed you would probably prefer, how he's found a new book that you love. At this point feel sorry for the person that has to sit through those 10 minutes of constant love declarations. (Hiragi)

And yes, Hiragi has you on speed dial because of this. It does not matter that you've recently been up on the rooftop spending time with him, it does not matter if you've just gone downtown to get some drinks - Hiragi does not get paid enough for this and he will personally escort you back to Bofurin's leader to make him shut up.

You better clear your schedule for the next hour because Umemiya will have you in his arms before making sure you're well fed and spend time with you. He doesn't necessarily have to constantly touch you then - if he can see you within his vision he's already beaming brighter than the sun in the sky.

"Hajime, you're about to squeeze my entire air supply out." you manage to wheeze out while laughing, Umemiya merely burying his face further into your hair while swinging you back and forth in the air.

"You could've told me that you were going to go shop for groceries for Kotoha! I would've helped." he exclaimed whilst putting your down on the ground again, though his arms were still snugly wrapped around your waist and still keeping you pressed against his front. Your own arms around his back when you noticed that he wouldn't budge from this position anytime soon.

"Last time you helped out, you crushed 2 dozens eggs remember? The townsfolk love you too much too, we would've needed more hands if you came along because of the amount of freebies they would give you. Besides she just wanted a few things and I was already out when she asked where I was, so it wasn't too much trouble to make another round through the town." you replied, stepping side to side while pushing yourself against Umemiya, a silent request for him to move backwards towards the wooden canopy so you both could sit down.

Once seated, you find yourself placed on top of Umemiya's lap with his arms still snugly wrapped around your waist, securing your body close to his own when you lean backwards to properly look at him while talking. At this point Umemiya has gone off tangent, eyes brimming with excitement over what had happened on the day you had mentioned the crushed eggs, only stopping his tangent when you bring a handkerchief up to his face to wipe away the dirt.

"… How long have you been in that position?" an exasperated gruff voice questions, and both you and Umemiya turn over to the entrance of the rooftop to see Hiragi leaning against the door.

"Hiragi! You want some water? Maybe some onigiri? Oh right, [Name] had also picked up some snacks!"

"It's been 15 minutes."

"Good grief, Umemiya, let [Name] go aleady, they're not your personal teddy bear."

Hiragi in general is not a physically affectionate person. He doesn't mind it, softens quite a bit when you grasp his hand whenever you join his group when they patrol the town and relaxes his posture while sinking further down the slope of the couch so that you can rest your head on his shoulder - even if the posture itself causes him a bit of discomfort after.

He's quite content just having you walk by his side - as long as he can see you from his peripheral vision or heck, just hear your voice speak from beside him or behind him, he's content.

He does however have his moments. Although it's incredibly hard to spot because Hiragi himself doesn't mind going days without getting a kiss even.

And even when you do initiate the first touch, he handles you like a porcelain doll - almost afraid you will break. You can hug him as tight as you can, he'll laugh and say he's not going to disappear anytime soon, but the hug you receive back is so gentle and full of love it almost brings you to tears alone.

Hiragi is aware of his position within Bofurin, and the fact that his name carries a lot of weight and is known beyond the town - as such he initiates the most contact when you're alone. And even that is a rare occurrence being that you're both busy most of the time.

As such, even though it's rare - Hiragi will show subtle signs that he wants to cradle you within his arms or hold your hand. A gentler gaze when he addresses you - a more carefree grin when you open your arms wide waiting for him to come to you, but even you can see the slight hesitation.

All in all, Hiragi is quite content and rarely gets touch deprived, but no one is immune to their lover asking for a quick hug, even when you yourself isn't much of a physically affectionate person.

"Can I have a hug? Please?" Hiragi blinks slowly in confusion, takes a look behind him before directing his attention to you. "… Did you have to ask me in a sketchy alleyway of all things?" he finally asks, which makes you laugh, hands still outstretched waiting for Hiragi to take the 2 steps to reach you.

"And here I thought I was going to get a lecture from dragging you away from patrolling." you say, now wriggling your fingers to emphasise your current need for a hug from your boyfriend. "Think of it like an energy boost for the day! I know you've been craving a hug from yours truly for a long time after all, it's been a while since your last recharge!" you add on, Hiragi quirking an eyebrow with a smile.

"You're keeping track of them now?" he scoffs, taking the two steps you desperately wanted him to take, reaching out his own hands to intertwine them with your own before holding onto your wrists to rest your arms on his shoulders. "Hehe, next time I should keep track on how many Gas-kun 10 you take." you can see the roll of his eyes as he wraps his arms around your waist while you lock your own arms around his neck, rubbing your face into his neck to breathe in the faint hint of cologne he dons each day.

The arms wrapped around your waist tightens a bit more than usual, and you can feel the stiffness of Hiragi's form loosen "You're on your lunch break?" he asks softly, to which you nod against his neck, "Mhm, have to go back within 10 minutes if I don't want my teacher to give me an earful again." he hums, giving you one last squeeze before stepping back.

He only pinches your puffed out cheeks, "Don't give me that look, I'll come pick you up after school okay? I think Umemiya misses talking to you as well." Upon hearing that, your eyes brighten immediately before skipping past him out of the alleyway, "Promise to not be late?"

"When have I ever been?"

Another boy who does not know how to function when he's touch deprived! But unlike Sakura, he does know when he is indeed needing for some more cuddles than normal.

But he's awkward, he doesn't know how to actually go on about asking for hugs. Yes in his mind it's logical to just straight up ask you for a hug, or if you can just sit in front of him so he can lean his forehead on the nape of your neck and just breathe in your fragrance. Very easy to do!

Easier said than done. Especially when he's the type to not do anything before you give him permission - yes he's still scared of hurting you even though when he's around you, he's fully in control of his emotions and reactions. But there's always a lingering feeling, you know?

Still jumps in surprise at times when you graze your fingers against any exposed part of his skin, but once he sees it's you - best believe he's holding onto you till someone calls him out.

He's more prone to initiate more contact when you're alone, being that in public he's prone to get teased (whether that's voluntarily by his classmates or involuntarily by Umemiya's comments on how soft he's gotten)

So as a compromise to his awkward self when you're in public, you'll get random visits from Kaji numerous times a week - which is a silent request to just have you in his arms.

Kaji's attention is taken away from his phone when he feels your fingers graze against his chin. Glancing down, he cocks his head to the side while pushing his headphones down to rest on the nape of his neck. "What's up?" he inquires softly, you don't say anything at first - merely directing your fingers towards his cheeks to graze against his skin there.

"Weren't you supposed to patrol today?" you ask, bringing your other free hand to push Kaji's hand that's holding onto his phone to your eye level. "In around 15 minutes yeah, I just left earlier." he answers, his fingers that were absentmindedly stroking your head grazing a few stray strands away from your forehead.

"It already takes 10 minutes from Furin to my house though? Shouldn't you leave soon?" you point out, but instead of rising from his lap to let him get up from the floor, you merely roll to your side to bury your face against his stomach before becoming still - leaving Kaji with both arms in the air, waiting for you to move.

"If you let me go, that is." he finally says after a second of silence, he can feel your slight nod before you plant your hands beside him to heave yourself up from his lap. And in the blink of an eye, you're at eye level with Kaji - his breath hitching at the close proximity.

"Don't come back with too many bruises, alright?" you remind, before slotting your lips briefly over his own. As you lean back you pull his headphones snugly over his ears again, mouthing something that makes Kaji roll his eyes. "You still let me inside regardless, so that threat doesn't work anymore."

[kazuhaiku]

falling asleep on his shoulders

summary: wind breaker characters react to you falling asleep on their shoulder.

warnings: fem!reader, sakura, suo, umemiya, togame x reader (separate), fluff, inspired by multiple other fics about other anime characters reaction to you falling asleep on their shoulder :)

notes: silly little headcanon drabble :3 im hyperfixating on wind breaker someone save me + im gonna write a scara fic next trust

sakura

sakura freezes when your head hits his shoulder as you are dining in kotoha's restaurant. the toll of assignments, tests, and homework has catch up to you, which lead to you falling asleep in the middle of kotoha and sakura's talk. his face burns, unwilling to look at kotoha or even you who is fast asleep.

how is she asleep on my shoulder? what do i do? do i move? do i stay still? do i wake her up? do i-

"sakura, don't you dare wake her up." kotoha says just as sakura's hand was about to touch you.

sakura flinches. "i-i'm not-!" kotoha throws a towel at his face. "what was that for?!"

"shut up! you'll wake her up!" kotoha exclaims.

"she's a deep sleeper," sakura mumbles, looking away. "she's not going to wake up because of some stupid noise. she can sleep through anything."

"oh," kotoha pauses, then a smirk appears on her face. "eh? how do you know all that? have you spent the night at her house before? or vice versa? sakura you sly boy."

"shut up!" it's true, despite sakura yelling, you aren't waking up and kotoha can only wonder if you're actually asleep or you're pretending just to see how sakura reacts (maybe it's both but who knows?).

suo

riding the train back home has always been the usual schedule for you. however, riding the train back home with suo is a new thing. ever since you got together, suo insisted on accompanying you back home despite your house being far away from his.

you're still fifteen minutes away from your stop, so you decide to close your eyes and by the time you know it, you fell asleep.

suo doesn't flinch when he feels your head on his shoulder. he can see how sleepy you are when you sat down on the train. he smiles fondly, hearing your little snores as sleep peacefully.

suo carefully takes his jacket from the seat next to him and gently place it over you, acting as a blanket. he adjusts your head as to not strain your neck.

he doesn't wake you up until your stop, gently shaking you to wake you up. "y/n, come on it's our stop."

he ends up staying the night, unable to catch the last train since he was too busy eating dinner with you (well, that might have been his plan all along).

umemiya

umemiya loves bombarding you with little fun facts about his beloved plants. he loves it even more when he's talking with you on the rooftop of furin high school as you both cuddle on one of the (uncomfortable) seats there.

today was no different. he talks about his plants like they are his children and once he's done talking about the plants, he talks about his students who he deem as his little brothers.

"and you know what? sakura is such a cool little kid! he-" umemiya pauses when he feels your head fall on his shoulder. any other people will think you are just resting on his shoulder, however, umemiya knows the difference between resting and falling asleep when it comes to you. "oh, she's asleep."

umemiya doesn't move at all. he sits perfectly still and when he feels one of his hands going numb, he moves ever so slowly to not wake you up. he grabs his phone and texts hiragi with one hand, saying that he sadly cannot attend the meeting with the grade captains this evening. he locks his phone before he can see hiragi's response and lets himself drift off to sleep with you.

togame

you love the way togame speaks to you. his deep and slow voice always calming you down in different scenarios.

after a long date with togame, he insisted on bringing you back to the shishitoren terf, to which choji has allowed you to come in and out as you please (nobody has dared to touch you anyway, afraid that togame will quite literally beat their ass).

the rundown theatre is now your second home. although it is a bit dirty and an unsuitable environment for you to live in, you find it comfortable and quite safe (maybe because togame is beside you).

tonight, choji had something important to say to every member of shishitoren, togame had told you beforehand.

as you hear choji speak, your eyes slowly droop, but you force yourself to stay awake, just for the sake of togame.

"you can sleep." togame's voice sends shivers down your spine as he whispers in your ear. "'s okay. i know you're tired."

"really?" you yawn and making yourself comfortable on his shoulder. "thanks, jo. wake me up when the meeting's over, yeah?" you hear him hum in reply and you immediately fall asleep.

togame smiles fondly seeing your peaceful face asleep (the other members of shishitoren could only gape in awe seeing their vice captain with the softest and gentlest smile on his face for the first time).

[anantaru]

— calling him a petname for the first time

including kazuha, zhongli, kaveh, scaramouche x gn! reader

꒰ genre ꒱ — fluff, crack, very sweet n cute

— kazuha + "love"

"there you go."

kazuha proceeded slowly, carefully walking towards you with a cup of sakura bloom tea in his hand— although it was getting relatively hot around inazuma city, when the evenings shadow deepened into a blue and purple, a sudden cold breeze always pelted itself on your face.

you joyfully accept, pulling up the collar of your jacket to shelter your trembling body before taking the cup in your hand, "thank you love." and you certainly said your next sentence without thinking about anything and all.

in fairness, it tumbled out of you rather easily, but the following heat on your cheeks slammed you like a harsh blow when you realized.

"oh?"

kazuha makes himself comfortable next to you, and he looked absolutely beautiful when you face him directly— from the fierce humidity that had occurred earlier on, his upper garments were faintly plastered against his chest and showing a fine outline of his muscles, but the unexpected shade on his skin, the brilliant, blinding blush on his face was not the sun's fault, no, he cannot talk himself out of that one.

it's certain that while you were surprised by the sudden nickname bumbling past your tongue, he too found himself both dumbstruck and flustered by it, wondering why you never said anything like this before.

"I like the sound of that." he admits bluntly, both bracing yourself from a current of a cold breeze washing over your backs, bursting into the heat, his lowered eyebrows and squinted eyes illustrating a motion of both excitement and understanding.

"how should i call you?" oh, well, you didn't see that one coming, did you? but you laugh at his words, then realize he was actually being serious.

"however you want to." you lean close, resting your head against his shoulder as he slants against you as well, both fluttering your lashes open to watch how the sun still casted a faint yellow light through the sky, both awaiting the coldness of the night.

"I will think of something special."

he promises, because kazuha sees nothing but uniqueness and the extraordinary compassion you fueled him with, he's so desperately in love with you, he can barely manage to calm down his heightened breathing.

in his eyes, it's a sentiment not able to be characterized by words— that's how he'd personally describe it if he had to.

— zhongli + "darling"

black, deep branches that traced the blue black heavens overhead, cascading over the darkened night as zhongli finished the last couple tedious tasks he had left before being able to go home and most importantly— finally enclose you in his arms again.

but it was quite different this night, because in a sudden haste, he perceived the sound waves of footsteps nearby, undistinguished, progressively becoming louder until an unforeseen knock on his door.

"yes?"

the man adjusts his clothing before standing up, in pair with you voicelessly opening the door, yet with a smile, one zhongli had dreamed of all day long.

"hello darling." you joke around, being quick when you step towards a pair of open arms, welcoming you right away. "hello to you too."

as a matter of fact, there were a plethora of feelings being released right now, not from you, you were quite busy squishing your face into zhongli's chest, whereas he caught sudden wind of your welcoming words he, at first, didn't note as precisely as he should've.

at the same time, he was aware you were obviously joking around— which you would do more often than not but for some reason he found himself greatly enchanted by being called something else other than zhongli or morax— which, morax was a name you both agreed on not using anymore, despite his past being a pronounced part of him, he preferred to live a life with you, in the present and near future while leaving the past behind for good.

"darling."

in a trice, zhongli addresses you in the same way, but it sounds a little silly coming out of his mouth, maybe because of the certain manner of speaking he'd use on a daily. whilst, who were you to pass up on being called that as well?

with a giggle, you decide to lean into the flavorful gamble, "yes, darling?" and you're quick with your answer, finding it rather amusing how you were able to practically render your boyfriend speechless for a second.

"no wait!" you backtrack, "it fits you more." and point out with a flourish, placing both of your hands against his warm cheeks before puckering your lips out for a quick kiss, "so i figured why not use it on you tonight."

"very well." he accepts the compliment with a gravelly laugh— you cannot even blame zhongli for acting so awkward about it since he never really had something like this before, a genuine relationship with a human.

his gaze narrowed, your sights locked on like magnets, but his entire face sparkled, with the skin on his eyes a little wrinkled round and under them, and with the mouth a little drawn back at the corners he indicates a smile, voice low and ethereal.

it's almost as if with nothing but this, you managed to make his entire day all the more heavenly and fulfilled.

— kaveh + "sweetheart"

what were the specific chances of losing your house keys three damn times this passing week?

kaveh was truly embarrassed about it and wondered if someone else had been playing tricks on him but ultimately decided to brush it off for once in his life, because truthfully— he was tired, to a higher standard exhausted, of walking around sumeru city aimlessly to reach your home now, where he hoped he could stay the night.

to make things worse, it was pouring outside, violently raining and by the end of his designated route, kaveh was thoroughly swamped and so were a couple unfinished drawings he had originally tugged into an envelope, cursing underneath the gloominess of his breathing at the entire moment.

you open the door for your boyfriend, soused in worry, immediately being as understanding and careful as possible, you knew him after all and frankly, it was written all across his face on how awful his day must've went— his eyes lowed as he watched the ground when you took his hand to guide him into your bedroom, so he could change into the spare clothes he left behind at your place a couple weeks ago.

"i cannot do this anymore!" he curses, freeing himself from his drenched garments, the dramatic mannerism and tone was like written out of a dramatic book, fully illustrated and out in the open, and if you didn't know any better you certainly would've answered with a light hearted giggle.

"it's alright." you smile, "you're home now sweetheart."

and follow up your sentence with taking a warm, fuzzy blanket from a drawer, easily slipping it over his shaking body. but hold on— just a second if he may, did kaveh hear that correctly right now?

"what?" his eyes were glowing with a perception of both excitement and being utterly flustered, forgetting he was sad just a second ago.

"what did you just call me?"

it's done now, he can die a happy man after that encounter.

he was observing himself and noticed how this single word shoot an electric pulse through his bones and limbs, he was on fire, truly, already casting aside and putting away the awful day he had prior, it's like it never happened now.

"sweetheart?" you feign innocence, pulling yourself into your boyfriends chest before propping your chin up to face the blonde, the sweetness and compassion he desperately craved from you spiraling inwardly, "do you like how that sounds?"

"i do." kaveh wraps his arms around your body, sighing deeply in his chest, "i really really do."

and silently hopes you'd start calling him that now, because for some reason, hearing you address him in that way, with that familiar soft flutter and how it idly left your lips lingered in his thoughts, tranquilizing him tenderly.

— scaramouche + "baby"

"ugh."

"stop moving, kuni!"

bothersome, or quite tiresome, two words that would perfectly describe the situation you were a part of right now.

if anything would be said or done, scaramouche should be more than delighted, thankful to his very core, that you were gracefully helping him out with his eyeliner on this fine morning— well, if he wouldn't act like a little diva that is.

"i‘m not moving!" he frowns and rolls his eyes at you, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth, "but you‘re poking my eye on purpose, admit it!"

"i'm not doing it on purpose!" you swiftly bark back and don't give him a single chance to actively engage in a rebuttal, silently inching a little into him until fully seated on his lap, "you're just making it very hard."

okay, he might've been a little too brass today, but you can't really blame him since he had just woken up, his sleepy image was daubed all over him— not just the low-toned shape of his eyes, it's also about the difficulty of staying awake while you're helping him out, because most definitely was sleeping in sounding a lot more appetizing then going to work right after you're done.

maybe, only maybe, dear scaramouche over there did it on purpose, sabotaging your ways of aid, to have you on his lap a little longer. but it's not his fault so don't even dare saying that, you're so comfy when you practically liquefy into his touch and he cannot stop inching you closer to him.

"i'm almost done." you remind him of his current, active fear and he attempts to yank his head to the other side when you swiftly pulled him back to where you wanted him to be.

you whine loudly, "baby!" and quickly lick your thumb to get rid of the expelled color on his face, "i almost messed it up completely!"

"uh—"

he glimmers a little at the name, but tries to keep it low-key if only his cheeks wouldn't decide to blush right now, in the most inconvenient time, "i— I'm sorry."

you laugh before raising a brow, "damn, i never heard you apologize before." and finish up the last line to his eyeliner, yet staying on his lap before sneakily running your hands over the back of his neck to slant yourself into him.

"i never heard you say baby before either." he admits with a giant smirk, but in his usual fashion, with a little snark on the side as well.

"you're right!" you say all giddy, placing a subdued kiss on his lips, "i should use it more often."

in accessory to your kiss, your eyes sparkled vividly before showing the kindness and benevolence he fell in love with.

now, you had suddenly understood what it was about, that in reality kuni only wanted to spend a little bit more time with you before it was impassable to leave for work.

straightaway, scaramouche can't wait for the next time you'll call him that, the little word he already seems to fancy.

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[kingkatsuki]

Thinking about being Kiryu’s girlfriend and sending him a nude when he’s out with friends. But Sakura accidentally sees it by glancing over at his phone screen and cums in his pants.

Warning: 18+, sending nudes, Sakura cums in his pants in public.

Word count: 1.2k.

You[7.29PM]: I miss you :(

You text while you sprawled out in bed at home. It wasn’t your fault you were missing him so much, Kiryu always seemed to have that kind of effect on you. And bottom line— it wasn’t your fault. You knew it was a risk sending Kiryu such a lewd text when he was out with his friends, but it’s not like you hadn’t done it before.

Not even a month ago he’d had you squirting all over your favourite vibrator when he’d slipped away to the men’s bathroom to edge you over the phone. His smooth voice carrying you towards an intense climax hard and fast as he had you turning up the intensity to have you coming undone a little quicker than he would’ve liked, not that he was complaining. The pretty sounds you’d made over the phone were enough to have his cock throbbing beneath his slacks as he palmed himself to try and alleviate the tension, but he hadn’t expected you to squirt— you’re sultry whines of annoyance at the fact you’d ruined your fresh sheets filled him with an intense feeling of power as he shook his head, telling you that “You should’ve put a towel down, baby.”

Kiryu[7.31PM]: Can’t wait til I get home huh, pretty girl?

Kiryu texts back without even needing to look down at the screen, touch typing as he continues his conversation with Tsugeura. Leaving his phone unlocked beneath the table as Sakura squints from his position beside him, making out the colourful bubbles against the screen from a text conversation as he slinked lower in his seat. Who was he texting while he was out to eat with his friends, and why couldn’t it wait until he saw them in person?

You[7.34PM]: No :( I need you now.

Attached to the text was a photograph. A photograph that had Sakura’s hand slamming against the bottom of the table as he’d moved so fast to try and cover his eyes, knocking into the hardwood with the back of his knuckles as his cheeks flushed scarlet.

But now here you were once again playing with fire. And, if you’d have known that Sakura would’ve seen it, maybe you would’ve sent a better one. Instead of giving a pathetic pout up at the camera and hoping it would have Kiryu racing home.

The sudden movement caught everyone’s attention as Suo tilted his head to the side with concern, “Is everything okay, Sakura?”

“You don’t look so good.” Nirei offered from the other side of him as Sakura tried to remember how to breathe. His mind still focused on the photograph he’d just seen on Kiryu’s phone.

You’d looked so pretty as you stared directly into the camera with half-lidded eyes, a pretty pout on pink lips as you angled your body so your chest was in the frame. Round breasts cased in a lacy pink bra that matched the same shade you’d used on your lips, as Sakura struggled to breathe.

He hadn’t had a good look at the photograph, but it was enough to have him spiralling as he began to think about what the reast of you looked like, or how you looked without the bra at all. He hated himself for thinking such depraved thoughts, but even worse it was the rush of blood that left his brain and went directly between his thighs as his cock began to stiffen beneath his pants.

“Oh,” Kiryu looked down at his phone at the new messages from you, his eyes greeted with the pretty selfie you’d just sent, “is this it, Sakura? I’m sorry if you caught a glimpse, I didn’t even realise that she’d sent it.”

“Sent what?” Nirei asked as Kiryu held the phone up towards Sakura, this time the photo was zoomed in on your face so he could get an even better look at your lips. The gloss glistening against the light from the flash as Sakura squirmed in his chair, trying to alleviate the building tension as he swallowed thickly.

“My girlfriend sent me a photo, and I think Sakura snuck a peek.” Kiryu smiled innocently.

Normally Sakura would be fuming— he hadn’t snuck a peek when it was Kiryu who had been the irresponsible one and left his phone unlocked. Who did things like that? And the fact that you’d sent him such an explicit photo with no thought for the consequences.

Imagine if you’d sent it to the wrong person?! Imagine if you’d sent it to him—

Sakura felt a fresh wave of emotions surge through him at the thought. Picturing unlocking his own phone to a text thread from you and seeing that same, pretty photograph waiting for him. He began to wonder whether you’d send him more than just a picture, or whether you’d sent Kiryu any others.

“Just from a photo?” Suo laughed, “That doesn’t seem so bad.”

“I guess it was a little explicit, huh Sakura?” Kiryu smiled and then showed him the same photograph on the screen again.

“You should be more careful!” Sakura snapped, anger and embarrassment boiling in his veins. His voice came out louder than intended, as other customers turned to look at the commotion, only making him feel worse as he tried to tame his throbbing cock.

None of them had seen the photo though, seen how erotic you looked staring up at the camera. Only made worse when Kiryu got the same picture up on the screen again, and Sakura couldn’t tear his eyes away. Focused on the dark circles he could see beneath the cups of your bra that showed hardened nipples pushing taut against the fabric as he lost all sense of control.

“Oh, it’s that kind of photo.” Suo smiled, “No wonder. It seems like you’re not so shy after all, Sakura?”

Sakura was certain he wouldn’t survive, his balls seized between his thighs as they throbbed with desire. His cock hot and heavy as it pulsed beneath his boxers, fresh pre soaking the material as his knuckles turned white from holding onto the side of the table with such intensity.

“Oh, oh. Let me see, please let me see Kiryu-chan!” Tsugeura begged his friend like a desperate puppy, almost climbing out of his chair and across the table as Kiryu laughed playfully.

“I’ll have to text and ask if she minds you seeing—” He smiles, “And tell her that Sakura already snuck a peek.”

Sakura felt embarrassment surge through him at the thought of Kiryu telling you that he’d been like some sort of pervert over you, sneaking peeks at the photographs you’d intended to be for your boyfriend. But it hadn’t been his fault, Kiryu really should’ve been more careful— there was no telling how many sick, vile creeps were out there waiting to catch a glimpse of a pretty thing like you.

”Well, Sakura-chan?” Kiryu held his phone up to Sakura’s face so he could read the message, and it was all it took to have his hips jerking uncomfortably in his chair as his tummy caved in and he shot white, hot ropes of cum inside his boxers.

You[7.52PM]: Omg wait, Sakura saw?!?! Does he think I’m pretty?🥺 I can send another one if he wants—

Kiryu laughed beside him, watching as Sakura tried to hide his flushed face in the inside of his elbow as he planted his face on the table. Heaving in deep breaths roughly as he tried to fix the ache in his chest at the mere thought of you. Knowing all too well about your little puppy love crush on his best friend as he opened up the camera app on his phone—

“Maybe I should send her a photo back of you instead, huh Sakura?”

[chubypotato]

When they kiss you

This one was a request by @Isimsiz

I'm so exited to have my first request please go on ! It actually motivate me a lot!

Including Umemiya, Sakura, Suo, Kiryu

Umemiya

I feel like Umemiya would be very affectionate.

Like he's not the type to be shy around people if he want to hug you he will no question.

One day you were on the roof with Umemiya you were on your phone while he was doing some garden.

When you saw a shadow on you, you lift your head just to see your boyfriend happily smiling at you showing you his new plants.

You smiled at him before you started to look at your phone again.

Umemiya took your phone away from you.

When you lift your head with an angry face you couldn't even say a word before you felt soft lips against yours.

"Do I have your attention now cutie ? "

No need to say that now you weren't on your phone anymore for the all afternoon.

Sakura

Oh that boy is so shy. Don't get him wrong he loves you more than anything. He's just shy.

Not being used to all this attention he doesn't know how to react. He would love more than anything to see you in his arm (wear one his white shirt and boy will malfunction)

Whenever you get close to him boy will blush so hard more than you think it would be possible.

No need to say he's not into PDA boy already got enough trouble to show you in private affection without being shy. In public can you imagine?

But he would never refuse any contact that you initiate even if you guys are outside.

You guys were outside with the gang just walking and spend time together. When you put your hand in Sakura's hand he didn't say anything just slightly blushed a bit.

You guys were starving so you went grab something to eat. When you guys were only the two of you (other went ordering) you looked at Sakura and be like I want a kiss.

He would like at you blushing like crazy and after a few second he would put a quick kiss on your lips.

Unfortunately for him the boys saw you and started to tease Sakura while he was blushing and trying to hit them. You otherwise you were very happy and smiley.

Suo

Suo wouldn't be the guy to be bothered by PDA I think he would be the type to hug every chance he gets. Walking in the room? Hug. Talking about something you like? Hug. He just love to be close to you.

I think he would be very careful to you if you don't like PDA he won't do it he just stick to what is the more comfortable for you.

Even though he likes to hug you and have your hand in his I feel like private touch like kisses would be more things to keep private.

Don't get me wrong he loves to kiss you he just think is better when you guys are alone.

You guys were together at your home doing your own stuff like reading or trying new tea.

When he gives you a cup of tea you thanked him before going back to your book. Suo would sit in front of you before starting to look at you with a soft smile on his face.

He couldn't help but thought you were cute. And cute thing of his are meant to be kiss.

That's why he pulled away your book before pressing his lips against yours.

Its naturally that's your hand found their way to his hair while his hand was on your face.

When he pulled away you just wanted him to stay close to you so you asked him to cuddle with you.

"If that's want you want princess"

You guys went on the couch you between his legs your back on his chest while his arm were around your waist and you started to read a book together before falling asleep.

Kiryu

Kiryu would be the type to also don't be bothered by PDA in fact he would love showing other he's yours and you're his.

Dude would love to hug you by behind while his chin is on your shoulder.

Also I think he would be the type to put his cardigan around you while he hugged you by behind. No thought it's just cute.

You were on Kiryu's bed while he was getting new controller cause the other died.

When he get back to his room he just put the controller away before jumping on you and start to kiss your fave everywhere while you was just laughing and trying to get him off.

You guys were just playing fighting together while the room was filled with your laugh. It was such a nice moment.

After a few minutes Kiryu make you fall before taking your wrist between his hand and start tickling you.

You were laughing begging him to stop when you felt his lips connected to yours.

It was a chaotic moment but finished by a soft kiss. After that you guys managed to cuddle your back on his chest playing and kiss from time to time.

.・゜゜・✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*.・゜゜・

My first request omg thanks a lot it means a lot to me!!

If you guys want me to do any scenario with any manga just tell me!

[his-saiko]

Wind Breaker Boys when they accidentally hit you

Nirei Akihiko

No, he didn't hit you. He thought he did. You just said "ow" and his world crumbled. Knees, hands, forehead on the floor apologizing profusely.

When really—

"Ow... My eye." You try to blink out the pain. Tears start to pool in one of your eyes as they attempt to get rid of whatever's in there.

"Oh, a-are you okay? Let me get that for you." He carefully cups your face and blows on your eye. He also manage to get the stray lash out. "There. I really thought I hurt you there." He chuckles. "I should... probably be careful next time."

You stare at him confused. Why should he be careful?

Suo Hayato

"Oh—" You both say in unison when Suo's hand bumps against your cheek.

"Are you okay?" Suo's eyes are wide. He patiently waits for your response.

"I'm fine. But why are you asking as if you hit me that hard?" You rub your cheek but you can feel the heat on your face.

"Because I didn't mean to touch you like that."

"Huh?"

"I actually meant to do this." Suo reaches for your cheek again. You feel the warmth of his palm brush against you. His fingers reach the strands of your hair and he pulls off a stray leaf that got caught. "See? It was stuck in your hair."

You kept walking trying to hide the fact that you're blushing but he knows it already. You little cutie.

Kiryu Mitsuki

You bumped into Kiryu while walking. You were looking at everything, everywhere all at once.

"Oh, sorry." Kiryu pulls your hand and moves it to hold your waist instead. "I wasn't looking where I was going."

"Huh? But we're just going straight, right?"

"Huh? Yeah, but I was looking at you actually. Then I accidentally put my foot in front of yours."

You narrow your eyes at Kiryu and try your best not to smile but Kiryu gives you that smile that charmed you countless times, causing you to fail and blush.

Sakura Haruka

It was the first time Sakura didn't think about his presence around you. He had his guard down and why wouldn't he? He's supposed to relax with you and he was around his friends that he trusts.

"Ow..." You say. It didn't sting. The hit wasn't too heavy but the contact did surprise you. This is the first time that you guys are close to each other.

You look at Sakura and everyone else around you looks at you as well. You blink and Sakura just blinks back, frozen like a deer in headlights.

Aren't cool boyfriends suppose to comfort you when you're hurt? Why isn't he moving?

Your expression changes and you whimper — a moment too late maybe but it's a reaction nonetheless.

Nirei springs into action. "Y/N! It's just an accident. He didn't mean that."

Suo just chuckles to himself reading the room. Sakura was blushing profusely, embarrassed and not sure what to say.

"C'mon, Sakura. Say something!" Nirei tells Sakura.

"I'm sorry..." Sakura says with pursed lips.

"I think we can find something to treat Y/N's 'injury' somewhere around here." Suo prompts with a knowing smile on his face. "Is there a particular one you need, Y/N?"

"Just ice is fine." You answer. You can't help but feel a bit embarrassed. You only meant to tease Sakura but this is fine too. Better actually.

"I'll go get some." Nirei moves and comes back shortly after with an ice pack from one of the shop owners.

Sakura immediately grabs the ice pack then carefully places it on your 'injury'. He still has his lips pursed and cheeks pink. "I'm really sorry..." He mutters, looking disappointed at himself.

You put you hand over his and smile. "Thank you."

Sakura blushes even more and turns his head away. He should probably get used to being close to you moving forward.

a/n. I needed this out after reading half of the manga. 😅

[unluckilyimnot]

“You’re like, in love with me?” With the Tsunderes of windbreaker? Fluff pls

1 “you’re like, in love with me ?” + sakura, kaji, toma

m.list | rules | from this

Note: hiii thank you sm for participating ! I got carry away with sakura this time, sorry. And I had toma there because it was the same number <3 hiragi fans are the sweetest for real 😭

Sakura never understood why he minded having you around. It made him nervous from time to time obviously; you were a little too comfortable around your friends, leading it to a lot of small touches or hugs which made him drive him crazy. But after spending time with you, he first of all realized why you were going along so well with Nirei, and then that you were just like this. He even comes to love spending time with you as you hang out with them after school, back there or at Kotoha’s place.

You were loved by many and to be honest, he slowly learned why despite himself. You weren’t a particularly smiling person, but you always spent time with your friends and the one you loved, talking for hours – giving them your time. In a way, you reminded him of Umemiya. It didn’t help how he felt around you though. You were always leaning onto him, asking a lot of questions – dying to know more about him – but it simply made him a blushing mess as he couldn’t express himself without screaming.

So he shouldn’t be surprised when you asked him to hang out when both of you ended up alone after school one day, he really shouldn’t. Panicking wasn’t really the best way to react, but at first he almost screamed at you to leave him alone but he’s got this intrusive thought that he’s boring to be around since he doesn’t talk much with you. Not that it means he didn’t care about you – he did ! A lot, even.

You grab his wrist at the gate to force him to come with you, nothing much in mind but still going as if you were the master of the world. You never minded doing all the talking with him, guiding him around the town even if he knew it by heart too now. Hanging out with you was easy in fact. You’re the type to walk around with a drink from some random vending machine and snacks from your friend’s parents' small shop. He likes it that way, he was used to it. It was familiar and sometimes he wondered if you were doing this on purpose.

“Oh there’s a park with a swing that way ! Let’s go,” you exclaimed, taking his wrist again and running to the location. He never has enough time to answer, he’s always screaming too late and he’s sure that’ll make you laugh – but it’s ok. Because you were the only person to make him do those things he used to do alone with someone.

“Push me !” you commanded with a big smile only for him, and even if he argued a bit he just started to do it with a blush on his cheeks. Your laugh was priceless, he couldn’t help it but accept anything you ask for. He just kept on pushing you again and again, even if you had enough run-up.

“Do you like it ?” asked at some point, your voice just loud enough for him to hear you. You were slowing up, you just wanted to talk with him now. He frowned at you from the side, he took a seat on the one next to you and started to swing back and forth lightly. “Hanging out with me, I mean.”

“Yeah… I guess. It was weird at first but you’re… nice.” He didn’t dare look you in the eyes but he could feel you smile from behind.

“Great, I like it too.” You shyly answer and it was your turn to look at your feet so you won't catch his eyes. 

“Hanging out with me ?” He asked, a little confused. 

“You in general, I think.” 

Sakura's face flushed in a second, and he wanted to leave so you'll never get to see how embarrassed he looked right now – but he tried to compose himself the best he could instead. He started acknowledging all the things you two did together and suddenly everything made sense to him : you were always doing things he likes or making him comfortable. So you knew how he felt around you. 

“You're like,” his throat was as dry as desert suddenly and he had to clear it before continuing, “in love with me ?” 

He heard you squeal but when he turned to your side to see what was wrong, your face was hidden in your hands. He catches your eyes glancing at home quickly.

“Maybe yes…”

You didn’t notice Kaji walking up to you until his hand pulled you behind him. You were arguing with some random guy in the street because he assumed you were walking into him – when you certainly didn’t. You almost feel bad for him when Kaji stepped in with some done-dirty glances because if he tried to fight him, he would lose. Not so surprisingly, he left right after that, almost making you sight in boredom.

“What are you sighing at, huh ? Stop getting into trouble for real.” Kaji nagged while turning around to look down at you. “Are you alright ?” he followed up, already looking around your arms and hands – since he still has your wrist in hand – without letting you place an answer to him.

You blushed at his behavior, it was natural, he swore to protect the people around here, but never once you’ve seen him act like this for others. His grip wasn’t tight at all, probably to prevent hurting you and you felt all weird inside because of his touch. Not that you weren’t used to it.

It wasn’t the first time you got into an argument with an unknown and thankfully for you, for some reasons Kaji’s always been around to help you. You’ve also lost count of how many times he had to carry you away from people because you were the actual problem, but it was another question. Things are, it never flustered you as much as it does now, even if it was simply holding lightly onto your wrist.

You pushed him away, assuring that you were ok for him to stop trying to scan you up ; it didn’t work. It does the actual opposite. Now he was sure that you were lying to him when you just wanted for him to take a step behind because your heart was racing in your chest, menacing to jump off of it. His cologne was intoxicating you and he was simply driving you crazy. You had to push his chest for him to let you breathe.

“You’re like, in love with me or something ? Why are you– ”

“Yeah, why would I bother saving your ass every time if not ?!” he cut you out before you could even end your sentence, with an angry look yet a small blush on his cheeks. “Now are you hiding something away from me or what ?!”

Your eyes widened but you still shook your head so he would stop screaming at you. That clearly didn’t help your heart slowing down, but now you just wanted to hide away from him and scream. How can he confess he loves you just like that ?! You were going crazy, thinking about a million things before he took your hand in his.

“Come, I was going to eat at first.” he explained without looking at you.

“Hum, ok. I’m paying, you know. To thank you.”

In the end, he couldn’t let you pay on the first date.

Toma never felt this bad in his entire life. He never wanted to walk into you and Tsubaki talking when he got to the rooftop. He was looking for Umemiya ; but based on the conversation you two were having, he figured out he wasn’t there either. So it bothered him, to not know where his boss was, but what was bothering him even more – making him anxious even – was that he just overheard something he shouldn’t have. His stomach started to hurt again.

You’ve always been close to Tsubaki more than any other captains, talking to them about any issues or insecurities – they all know you two shared secrets about others but none ever had the heart to confront you. He would’ve preferred for you to whine about his behavior, telling you that you couldn’t stand him than that.

“You should talk to him !” Tsubaki exclaimed out of nowhere, or maybe he was thinking too much to pay much attention to what you were saying until that.

“No never ! I already feel like I’m bothering him to tag along too much with his team,” you complained to yourself.

He sighs to himself, hearing you being unsure of yourself hurt him deeper than he thought it would. He needed to talk with you about it, but it will wait for a bit – he still needed to find Umemiya first.

Later that day, Toma decided to stay until you came down to leave and go back home. It was the best timing he could’ve thought of to not let you go home as down as you must have felt earlier. He was anxious, he had no idea how you’d react and even if he seemed calm with his arms crossed on his chest, he wasn’t at all.

“Toma ? Why are you still here ? It’s late already.” And he almost missed you on top of that, great. You tilted your head at him, checking if he was doing fine.

“Yeah I wanted to talk to you,” he said straight, not wanting to spend hours talking about it because it would just make it worse for the both of you. Tsubaki who was just behind you passed through, waving at you two as a silent goodbye.

You two stayed still in front of each other, you were waiting for him to talk but he knew it would be awkward. He didn’t know where to start, how could he tell you that he overheard you earlier ? It was getting messy.

“You’re like, in love with me ?” he asked you straight away in the end, but still unsure and obviously intimidated. You freeze at his question but it was only normal, it was coming out of nowhere from your perspective.

“I– I overheard you earlier when I was looking for Umemiya… I’m sorry. I wanted to tell you that you never bothered me or anyone. I actually like it a lot.” he was digging his own grave and your blush was now impossible to hide. He could tell that you were upset but at the same time there was a small, reassured smile on your lips that you couldn’t keep away.

“I am but I never plan on telling you like this…” you giggled a little bitterly, but you were still happy that it was done.

“You’re taking me home ?” you asked, daring him to in your tone and he couldn’t back down now. 

[popquizhot-shot]

Ume comfort because my vice principal made me cry onstage while i was anchoring an event💀

If there’s ever one thing that Umemiya hates, it’s seeing you upset.

Whatever you maybe be upset about, when he sees you sad, he makes it his personal mission to get you to feel better. He hugs you and kisses your forehead and cracks stupid jokes to coax even a huff of a laugh out of you.

So imagine the absolute heartbreak he’d have when he saw you sobbing your heart out when he came to surprise you.

He freezes first, face falling dramatically as he takes in the sight before him, your face peeking out and eyes staring at him like a kicked puppy.

A small broken, “Ume.” is what gets him to move and cup your face in his hands, trying his best to wipe his tears away to no avail, since more just keep dripping.

“Oh baby,” he coos when you let out a small sob and bury your face in his chest, “Let it all out, my love.” his hand strokes your back comfortingly.

Each little whimper only shatters his heart even more, he feels such pain to see you so sad. And a festering anger grows in his mind towards whoever made you feel this way.

“Tell me what happened, angel.” he says softly but assertively, pulling back to look you in the eyes, his hands still holding your face.

You hiccup and give in, trying not to break down again when you recall what made you feel so shitty.

Umemiya is pissed at the asshole who made you cry, and as much as he wants to go give them a piece of his mind, and maybe his fist, he needs to be with his baby now.

“Shhh, you’re alright now, i’m so sorry that happened. You didn’t do anything to warrant such a stupid reaction from them. What a dick.” he rolls his eyes dramatically before holding your hand in his and kissing each knuckle, as well as the tips of your fingers, some of which are torn up due to your stupid habit of biting the cuticles off of your nails when you’re anxious.

He looks closer at the skin, raw and red with some light bleeding, and frowns again. Taking your hands in his and squeezing them, he kisses the back of your fingers, “I’m always here for you, okay?” he all but whispers, “I’ll always be here for you.”

Ume hates seeing you cry. There’s nothing worth more in the world than seeing you cry, but a small selfish part in him will always relish that fact that you will always look to him for comfort. Even if you might be normally closed off, the fact that you trust him enough means the world to him.

He hugs you tight, nose buried in your hair. He rocks you a little as your arms tighten around his neck and he hums softly, smiling a little as you chuckle into his neck.

“Thank you, baby.” you whisper.

“Never thank me for things like this.” he answers, kissing the top of your head, “I love you, okay?”

“I love you too.” you smile and he can feel your lips quirk up against his neck.

“Now, should I send Sakura or Hiragi to deal with the ass who made you cry?” he raises and eyebrow and you laugh.

“Ume!

“What?”

[minjoonapio]

🎐 Wind Breaker CH.154: Raging Inferno

💭 THOUGHTS & ANALYSIS

[ ⚠️ SPOILERS ⚠️ ]

💭 Whenever it’s Wind Breaker day, I’m a nervous mess as the time of the chapter drop approaches. It’s worse that it’s my time of the month. I kid you not, when I was reading the chapter, my whole body was icy cold. I hope I get my thoughts across here.

I appreciate y'all for reading and liking my threads. Never expected it.

I wanna take this opportunity to appreciate Nii sensei’s fighting panels. They’re easy to follow and he brings impact on the punches.

This chapter though…it’s triggering my scoliosis 🫠 Twice! In one chapter!

Oh the way Sakura shuddered when Umemiya lifted his bloody face after he punched Chika on the back. The way Sakura stuttered a “H-hey…”

Our boy is scared of our leader.

And now he’s scared for Chika’s life because he believes Umemiya might seriously do a bad number on him even though he’s aware he’s strong too.

I know. I don’t like this either. The fact he had had this close bond with Ume especially after the leader shared his heavy past to him. And now…Sakura looks like he has this urge to stay away from him.

I've mentioned before that if the Old Ume never won against Chika...and with how he is acting right now, Ume might lose. Ume needs to stop being blinded by his rage and be clear of his goal here. Because right now, it just looks like he just wants to render Chika unconscious.

Just as I imagined, Ume would bother the heck out of Chika as he did with Hiragi, Tsubaki and I’m sure even Momose and Mizuki. But Ume tries to speak in Chika’s language. I'm sure he got to know him a little bit through him or their schoolmates. And it led Ume to place bets in their fights for Chika to join him.

"If I win, you gotta join me"

Chika left because most of Furin was getting soft and boring thanks to Umemiya. But most of all, he can't enjoy fighting Umemiya anymore. He enjoyed fighting THAT Ume. The Ume that was struggling and grasping for a change in the gang. The Ume who would do anything to have his goals and ideals met. But Ume was already gaining that. Because Ume was already attaining his goals, he changed; he has gone softer and gentler like the rest of Furin. So Chika left.

When Endo finally noticed, he had to make Furin and Umemiya like how they were before. Angry, unhinged, and desperate…so his dear Chika wont get bored.

Well, here it is. He made it happen. Endo sent that declaration of war, brought the town and Bofurin into chaos, and made sure Umemiya stood helplessly in the rooftop as h watched his found family get hurt...all to bring back that old Umemiya from few years ago. Anything for his sweet Chika Takiishi.

Thinking of what Endo said, we get that Chika has an unfathomable excitement to fight Umemiya. Perhaps it's the thrill of fighting someone as strong as him, someone like a raging fire. But is there something more to it? The way Chika's eyes shine, getting a kick out of their exchange of hands together. Is it to shut Umemiya down? Crush his soul? Break his spirit? (Oh wait. That's reminding me of how Endo attempted to do on Sakura chapters ago... 👀)

If you've been following me (in twitter), I was clinging to this idea that Umemiya would do something scary that would trigger Sakura to act and snap Umemiya out of it. I never thought it would already happen. That Umemiya would lose. As a cliffhanger, it seems so.

I had to zoom on the last page to see if Umemiya's eyes are actually closed. But I wonder what would happen next. In the last page, Chika just lifted his head, filled with excitement and adrenaline, but is he fully aware that Ume is unconscious? IF he is unconscious.

If he isn't, would he be like "Hey! Let's continue fighting!"

But if we're thinking of the weights of their fists, Umemiya would have weighed heavier; if he managed to make his resolve and goal clear in his fight with Chika. But if he's just so blinded by the heat of his emotions, it probably explains why he's knocked on the ground.

But for Chika? What is it he's fighting for? It must be something more than the thrill. Because what if Umemiya...won't fight him anymore?

Ngl, I desperately want to see a point of view of either Chika or Umemiya. So far, we only have been hearing from Endo and Sakura. We are stuck with them as spectators of the fight; which I think is what Nii-sensei wants us to feel. And I'm sure we feel the same way as Sakura: helpless (like Umemiya watching from the rooftop 🥲)

My initial predictions?

This may just be for cliff hangers sake and Umemiya is still conscious. And maybe...we might see another side of Umemiya. Defeated? A pathetic side Sakura's never seen? Because Nii sensei has built Umemiya (even in his character design. Hello, wide shoulders?) to be this protective big brother in the gang.

But I feel like that's kinda farfetched. Umemiya and his friends have worked so hard to bring peace to the town and bring order to Bofurin. He should not be defeated. He wouldn't allow it.

Whatever will happen, I believe Umemiya has to stop being like his old self and be firm with what he needs to do in order to stop Chika.

[spooky-bunnys]

Could I request omegaverse Neji x male reader where in order to strengthen relationships with another clan Neji gets engaged to the other clan leaders son whose an Omega?

Like Neji is incredibly cold to him but reader keeps trying to show he's more than just a bargaining chip

I'm not just some Omega

When Neji found out he was being betrothed to an Omega from (Clans Name) he was upset. Rightfully so. The Omegas he had met were no good weak, gold diggers that only cared about getting the biggest baddest Alpha with a lot of money. So he figured this Omega would just be the same.

When (Name) found out he was betrothed to he was egangged to Neji of all people, he was nervous. Neji had a rough opinion on Omegas. Luckily though, (Name) isn't like the typical Omega. His father raised him to not rely on an Alpha. In fact, (Name) was stronger and smarter then most Alpha's in the Village.

Most Alpha's didn't like him since he didn't act like most Omegas. He didn't lay around waiting for an Alpha to save him. Or for an Alpha to tell him to get on his knees and beg for attention. No. (Name) doesn't want an Alpha that'll smother him in "attention". He doesn't want to be viewed as an Omega. He wants to be viewed as a Shinobi and an equal.

It was two weeks after the announcement of the engagement for the two to meet. Neji was taking a stroll around the village when he saw a beautiful male Omega walking into a training ground. 'Probably looking for an Alpha to follow around'. Neji thought rolling his eyes.

But when he caught a certain (scent) he unconsciously followed the Omega. What Nei wasn't expecting was for the Omega to be so....non-omega. This Omega was throwing ninja weapons like it was the most easiest thing. Breaking trees with strength he's only seen from Sakura while she's been training with the Hokage.

Neji was hypnotized by the beauty that was this Shinobu. He's never seen an Omega like this. Ever. He was so surprised he didn't even notice that the Omega had throw a Boulder in his direction until it wasn't that far from him. "Look out!" Neji went to punch the Boulder until the Omega with such grace kicked it. Shattering it into just mere pebbles.

"Oh my Kami! Neji I'm so sorry! I was so busy training I didn't notice you come in." Neji looked at him confused. "Do I know you?" The Omega looked hurt. "I'm (Name). I'm your betrothed from (Clans Name)." Neji felt like a huge weight was lifted from his shoulders. This is supposed to be his Omega?

This graceful, beautiful, strong shinobi? "You..." Neji lightly blushed and looked away. "Your my Omega?" (Name) blushed brightly and lightly played with his hair and nodded shyly. "Yeah. Sorry. I know most Omegas don't train but-". Neji cut him off quickly. "No! I actually like that you train. Most Omegas I've seen usually hide-".

(Name) cut Neji off with a sour look. "Yeah I know. Hide behind Alphas. I'm not like most Omegas if you can't tell. I don't need to hide behind an Alpha or ANYONE for that matter. I was raised to be an appropriate and loving wife and mother but, to also to not take shit and to fight by my father." Neji smirked.

"That sounds like a perfect Omega to me. I don't want a normal housewife Omega. I want one that isn't like most and if I'm correct I got just that." (Name) smiled softly and flipped his hair and started walking away. Neji was confused. "Where are you going?" (Name) then looked over his left shoulder and smirked. "I'm gonna go and make some food. Wanna join me for dinner Alpha~?"

Neji smirk grew wider and he growled playfully and chased after the Omega that ran quite quickly and gracefully. This Omega was his perfect Omega. He doesn't need a big strong Alpha with big pockets. He needed an Alpha that loved him for who he was. Shinobi and all. Neji can't wait for his future with his Omega.

[bimbo-writer]

She said fuck me like I'm famous

Contains: rockstar gojo, model reader, enemies to fwb, pet names, semi-public, praise, dumbification, semi hate sex, overstimulation, creampie, almost caught.

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Modeling in simple terms is not for the weak and definitely not for those who can't handle pressure. That's why when your agency asked if you'd be willing to do a duo shoot with a rockstar you complied. It wasn't like you hadn't done duo shots before so this shouldn't be too hard.

The only problem was that your agency purposely left out the fact that the rockstar you'd be working with would be Satoru Gojo. The absolute worst rockstar to work with. You knew this and so did your agency that's why they didn't tell you.

It wasn't like he was a straight up jerk but they way he talked to people and the way he treated others really pissed you off. Like he was somehow better than them because of his talent. You were also someone that people said was really gifted but you didn't brag about it 24/7 like he did.

That's why when you pulled up to the shooting location you almost walked back to the car that drove you there. You would have gone back home in a instant had it not been for your reasoning manager. "Come on please don't do this I know you don't like him but it's not everyday you get to model clothes for sakura blossom."

She did have a point this was one of the quickest growing clothing brands. If you did the job well your name could spread further than ever. You sighed deeply and nodded telling her you would go through with the shoot. Even thought you really didn't like Gojo.

You had to tell yourself it would only be for about 5 hours. Then you could go back to pretending he didn't exist. Simple really.

You walked up to Gojo and extended your hand, "Nice to meet you Gojo I'm with moonlight productions, I look forward to working with you." He didn't even give you a proper glance and just shooed you away.

Oh hell no

"I'm sorry but when someone, especially a lady extends her hand to you, you shake it" you spat angrily grabbing his hand and forcing him to shake yours. Everyone was kinda taken aback, no had ever really raised their voice to gojo. Gojo himself was stunned by your boldness, even a little impressed.

"Sorry dear but I only shake hands with those who have earned it, and by the looks of it you haven't." He spat back yanking his hand away from yours. The mood of the room shifted, tension building quickly.

Thankfully your manager was close by and dragged you away to be fitted for the clothes. If she hadn't there was no telling what you would have done. "Dear please don't do anything like that again we don't need rumors spreading."

You know she ment well but you just couldn't help getting mad at him for acting so stuck up. Like would it kill him to be a decent person? It wasn't something you should focus on for long, it would only distract you.

They fitted you for the clothes and had you go to the trailer they had and have you change for the first photo. The clothes looked nice on you, not something you yourself would wear but pretty. As soon as you stepped out of the trailer you were met with Gojo's piercing eyes.

"Doesn't someone look nice for once" it was a backhanded compliment. You knew he was just trying to get under your skin and get a reaction out of you. Too bad he wasn't going to get one.

You walked right past him back to where the cameras were set up and asked what poses you would be doing. To your horror though they said they decided to change the theme last minute to a fancy couple on vacation look.

You were used to having things changed last minute but this was something you weren't really sure of you wanted to do. You could feel Gojo's smirk from behind you, he was just loving this. "That's perfectly fine. It's just different is all."

You weren't going to let this upset you and give him a reaction. "Thank you for being so cooperative. So for the first pose we want you to lay on the couch with Gojo looking at you lovingly." God you wanted to gag.

With a small sigh you walked onto the set and layed down making sure to not wrinkle the clothes too much. While Gojo rested his head on the top of the sofa looking down on you. "Alright that looks good but can Gojo bring his head a little closer and maybe put your hand on her cheek."

Alright nope that wasn't going to happen. But before you could protest he already had his hand on your cheek rubbing it lightly. The action was supposed to anger you but you found yourself blushing a little trying not to look into his eyes. "Come on sweet cheeks you have to look at me remember?"

God you hated how the pet name made you weak. You looked into his eyes for but a moment long enough for them to take enough photos. "Alright that was good we're gonna go ahead and take another with the roles reversed this time."

Perfect.

This was your change to show him just how good you are at being a model and at being a flirt. As you got into position you realized that you were a little too short for this couch, arms being extended too hard. "Um is there anyway I could get like a step stool, I'm afraid I'm a little too short for this."

You hated this, it was so embarrassing for you. The staff didn't panic and brought you a step stool to kneel on so your arms wouldn't hurt as much. "You feel better now sweet cheeks?" You rolled your eyes grabbing his cheek a little rough forcing his face your way.

"I'm fine but are you darling? After all I'm the one looking down on you, this doesn't hurt your ego does it?" You smiled warmly at seeing his eyes widened a little before returning back to his signature smirk.

"Not at all, after all I'll be the one looking down on you later" his tone a little too seductive for your liking. You could hear the shudder of the camera, it's fine you just have to put up with him for a little longer. You wanted him to know just how much you disliked him so you grabbed a handful of his hair pulling him even closer to you.

"You sure about that honey" you decided to give him a little nickname too just to spite him. He didn't complian about how rough you were being with him but instead he pushed forward his lips metting yours. It caught you off guard and accidentally fell forward more trying to get back.

The camera man gasped while your managers simply giggled, much to your dislike. The camera clicked away quickly taking advantage of the situation. You quickly pulled away a little breathless and face flushed a dark shade of pink.

"What's the matter sweet cheeks a little kiss got you hot and bothered?" He was being an ass about it whispering to you as to not draw anymore attention to the two of you. That was the biggest thing you hated about him, just how smug he could be.

"For your information I'm fine lets just hurry and get this stupid photo shoot over with already". You motioned over to the photographer and waited for them to give you more instructions.

It didn't take long for them to run the two of you through the rest of the poses for the first few outfits. However you needed a break in between the first and second half as the second half would take place outside when it was darker. You started heading to the trailer they had for you until you felt a tug on your hand.

You looked back thinking it was probaly your manager but to your disappointment it was Gojo. "What do you want Gojo? This is my time to rest and be away from you". Your face giving away your annoyance before your tone could.

"Calm down princess I'm not here to be a bother I just figured we would spend a little alone time together. Y'know get to know each other a little more". You didn't like the way he worded his sentence let alone what his idea of getting to know him could be. However you didn't really need to push him away since he wasn't really being a bother.

"Fune but as soon as I'm annoyed with you, your out of my trailer". He smirked and allowed you to open the door for him and stepped in after you. He locked the door behind him and made himself comfy on the small couch in the trailer.

"So princess how long have you been a model?" You looked over from where you were standing and thought about it for a second before responding.

"I think next month will make my 5th year modeling but professional only 2 years". You hadn't been in the business for too long but drew enough attention to be highly respected.

"That's cute, I've been in the music industry for almost 6 full years now princess and y'know how famous I am right?" He asked as I'd he wasn't on almost every radio station and music platform. Unfortunately for him you liked be a tease to stuck up people like him.

"Can't say I do. I mean I barely knew your name until a couple weeks ago when my agency told me I would be modeling with you". It was a lie but you wanted to see what kind of reaction he would give.

"Is that so? Then why is it that you have a copy of my latest magazine in your trailer?" His question caught you off guard since you forgot your manager picked it up for you a couple days ago to see what Gojo looked best in. It was purely for research and not because you wanted to see him shirtless in the magazine.

"That's none of your business and that's not even mine". You tried to protest but he wasn't falling for it at all.

"Then why's it in your trailer princess? Unless it's yours you have no reason to keep a magazine that doesn't belong to you in your trailer". God why did he have to be such a persistent man?

"Okay so what if it's mine it's not like it means anything". You decided yo give up on trying to pass it off as someone else's. Even if it brought you shame it was better than trying to keep up with the lies.

"No I think it does mean something. I think you got it because even though you put up a front you actually like me. I've seen you at my concerts before and I promise I've never forgotten a person that's come to my concerts".

Fuck, he knew.

It wasn't planned, when you were still in training to be a professional model you were given tickets to go see him perform. At first you weren't going to but your friend convinced you it would be a waste if you didn't. So you went and were blown away at the vocals that Gojo had.

However that excitement was short lived as when he stopped singing to talk with the crowd he became the same smug Gojo you know today. You thought that it was just the fame getting to his head and that he was different off stage. But when you went home and looked up some of his interviews he acted the exact same.

And ever since then you made it your mission that if you ever worked with him you would show him that his ego needed to be much smaller than it was. "That concert I went to on a wim because my friend gave me the tickets. I didn't really want to be there but she would have been sad if I didn't". The was all there was to it nothing more.

"You say that but your face tells me otherwise, that you really liked my performance that night". He stood up and was now standing behind you pressed up against your back. "Just admit you like me" he whispered in your ear all to sweet, making it hard to resist giving in.

You crooked your head back against his shoulder staring into his deep blue eyes. They were always the one thing you liked about him, the fact that they looked so good on him made you flustered. "Like hell I'll ever say that I like you Gojo, I'm not some girl that you can just take in your trailer. I have my dignity after all".

He smirked at hearing you deny him. It was always more fun for him when he was denied because in the end he would get what he wanted. "Then if I talk about how much I want you, you won't fold?" He raised a brow as he asked the question.

You looked at the clock and noticed you still had about an hour before you needed to be ready. Plus seeing Gojo fail at something he is so proud of would be funny. "I'm game" with that he pushed away from you and went back to sit on the couch then patted his lap.

He seriously wanted you to sit on his lap? You sighed heavily and walked over to him but didn't sit wanting to test his patience. And clearly he wasn't having it because he pulled you into his lap quickly making you grind against his crotch.

"Gojo you can't do stuff like this!" You yelled but he cared very little what you thought, making you grind more. It was hard to suppress the sounds that treatned to spill from your lips. He knew this and forced you down harder wanting to hear the sounds you would make.

"Gojo- mhp stop this isn't professional!" You tried to reason with him but he wasn't listening to focused on the pleasure you were giving him.

"You know for someone how's complaining I'm not seeing you do much to stop me" and he was right. As much as you denied liking it you really loved it, being put on your place by the man you say you hate. It brought you great pleasure unlike anything else.

As much as Gojo loved seeing your composure break slowly he wanted to see you desperate for him. "You know you complain too much" with that he silenced you with a passionate kiss. It wasn't hard or extremely rough just filled with lust and need. The kind of kiss that made anybody weak.

That fact that Gojo was willing to kiss you like that made you shiver, he might have been an ass but he did care about you. You melted into the kiss allowing him to do whatever he wanted. The need to try and fight with him leaving your body.

He pulled away when you started to paw at his shirt, a small string of saliva connecting the two of you before quickly falling apart. "You seem go be enjoying this princess" his signature smirk made you want to punch him. But it also made you want to kiss him again.

"Shut up gojo" he pulled you down harder feeling his cock stir more. It was growing bigger by the second and felt heavy in his lap. He wanted to be inside you already, to see you fall apart completely for him.

"Oh fuck princess I can't take this much longer, do me a favor sick me off" with that he pushed you off. Making you fall to the floor and on your knees, turning around to yell at him you were met with his cock in your face.

The tip was red and it looked way bigger than it felt through his pants. You stared in awe for a moment before Gojo's voice brought you out of your daze. "See something you like?" He always had something smart to say.

You didn't answer him and just moved to start kissing along the base of his cock. He groaned feeling your lips on his cock, bucking his hips lightly. You pulled away completely much to his annoyance, "be patient you big baby". You teased moving back to kiss the tip, slowly moving back down to the base.

You wanted to take this part slow knowing once he was ready that he didn't plan on stopping. Unfortunately Gojo wasn't a patient man, his hand finding his way into your hair and forcing you to take his length.

It didn't hurt as much as you thought it would but it caught you by surprise and made you gag a little. You glared up at Goji but he couldn't care and actually found it rather hot. He liked the girls he fucked to have a little fight in them, made it that much sweeter when they submitted to him.

You bobbed your head up and down his clock allowing Gojo to guide you for the most part. You weren't taking all of him yet but he wants going to push you that far yet.

You wanted to tease him and see him falter from the whole play boy attitude. Slowly making your movements more precise and focussing your attention on the tip. His breathing became shallow and his thrusts started to be sloppy. He was close and you could feel it, his cock twitching ever so lightly in your mouth.

"Fuck princess you really know how to make me breathless" you smiled at his comment going even faster. He couldn't hold it in much longer and was spilling in your mouth after another thrust. His grip on your hair was bruising, he wanted to make sure you had no choice but to swallow everything he was giving you.

And you did, taking every drop of cum that he was giving you. Once he finished you pulled off his cock with a pop and wipped your mouth with the back of your hand. Gojo was just staring at you blankly, being the tease that you are you opened your mouth. Showing him that you had swallowed all of it.

He groaned at seeing you obediently showing him that you swallowed it all. His heart swelling with pride and making him hard again. "Such a good girl, now let me do the same thing to that pretty pussy of yours". His hand moving to bring you up off your knees before forcing you back into his lap.

His cock layed hard against your stomach showing just how far he was going to reach inside you. It almost made you nervous to take him but he pulled you into a kiss melting away that nervousness. "I'm gonna take care of you baby don't worry" his loving words making you wet again.

His hands moved toward your hips lifting you up slightly, before moving you down on his cock. It hurt being stretched out so much but it also felt so good. Inch by inch he slowly pushed his way inside you until he was all tye way to the hilt. The tip almost kissing your cervix, he held you still while you squirmed lightly. Lettung you get used to the feeling of him.

"Gojo... move please..." it came out as a whisper but he heard it loud and clear. His hands teasing your clit, rubbing light circles on the sensitive nub. Thinking he didn't hear you and was just playing with you whispered again just a little louder this time. "Gojo please..." the plea more desperate this time.

He smirked hearing you beg again, "please what princess? I'm not a mind reader you know". His tone coy and mischievous knowing full well that he knew what you were talking about. Bringing his hips down just a little to create some kind of friction between you two.

It irritated you that he wanted you to practically spell ot out for him. But as much as you didn't want to admit it you wanted him to fuck you and ruin you. "Please fuck me gojo" you grumbled louder as your blush deepened. He laughed a little which only aggravated you more but he did as you asked and started to thrust up into you slowly.

"Anything for you my baby" he purred against your ear as his hands moved to tease your nipples over the fabric of your shirt. A shudder ran through your body at the feeling of his fingers rolling your sensitive nubs. The situmaltuon from both ends causing you to squirm and whimper. His hips slowly moved back before slamming into you rough. His pace hard and fast from the get go, "gonna make you scream my name sugar".

The sound of his hips meeting your ass could be heard throughout the whole trailer and potentially outside. Though that didn't matter to you in the moment, all you wanted was for Gojo to make a mess of you. And he's was pushing his cock deeper and deeper into your sloppy pussy.

"Gojo... Gojo please more..." the plea leaving your lips as if it was your dying wish. And being the pleasing man he was he did, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder. The sloppy sounds growing louder and echoing off the trailer walls.

It felt amazing and euphoric as his tip kept kissing against your cervix ever so lightly. "Fuck, fuck Gojo please don't stop...".

"Wasn't planning on it baby" his hands moving to spread your legs wider and give him a better view of his cock splitting you open. "God you look absolutely beautiful on me" he groaned, the sight of his cock starting to form a white ring at the base. The mention of you looking good on him made you wetter, being Gojo Satorus woman want exactly you wanted but it didn't sound that bad.

Right now though you weren't too busy thinking about it as he was brining you closer and closer to the edge. Just a little more and you would be coming undone, he could tell to and was just shaking at the thought of you cumming all over his cock. Being a shaking mess, whimpering for him to keep going and make an even bigger mess of you.

His hips coming up to meet your ass hard as his cock began to start twitching. "Gonna cum soon baby, need to hear you beg for me". He whispered into your ear, and just as he was about to let you go there was a knock at the door.

"Miss are you almost ready we need to be on set in about 30 minutes." His question catching you both of guard but only you froze in place. Gojo simply continued to pound you uncaring that there was someone on the other side of the door.

You frantically looked back at him trying to convey that he should stop but he didn't care nor did he want to. So it was left to you to try and respond to him without giving away that you were being fucked. "I- I'm almost down changing just give me a minute-" your senetce being cut short by kiss lips landing on yours. Muffiling what was left of the response as he completely dominated the kiss.

The guy didn't seem to notice and took his leave quickly after. Then it was just the two of you again. You pulled away from his lips and glared angrily at him, "what is wrong with you we could have been caught!" He just smirked and trusted up harshly the action making you moan.

"Calm down princess nobody would come in here without your permission. Plus you were gripping me real tight when you heard his voice. I think you wanted us to be caught." His teasing tone making you blush harder, and he wasn't wrong the thought of being caught had made you tighten around him.

"You're being ridiculous..." you stammered now feeling on edge again and so close to cumming your brains out. Hands gripping his shirt to try and stabilize yourself from losing it.

"Come on baby let yourself go and let me make you scream" he whispered his breathe fanning over your ear. Hips coming flush against your ass, tip kissing your cervix in a brushing manor. "Fuck- gonna cum baby, wanna see you let go" lips ghosting over your shoulder.

Small maons a and whimpseres were all you could respond with as your orgasm came crashing down on you. The clear liquid coating his cock and the floor, he released soon after you. Painting your insides white with his seed.

"Fuck baby your gripping me real tight wanna keep my cum that bad?" He teased riding out his high with you. Hands digging deeper into your thighs, small crescents forming from his grip.

As tye both of you came down from your highs you started to realize just what you and done. You fucked the very man that you said was just another loser in the world with too much of an ego. Now here you were split open on his dick and his cum deep inside you. A giant blush formed and he could see it all.

"Aww coke on baby don't tell me you're getting all shy now, after the fact?" His tone mocking, giving a small squeeze to your thigh again.

"I'm not it's just I..." you could find any words and just kept quiet. "Come on we need to get dressed this photoshoot isn't over yet". You grumbled trying to squirm out of his grip.

"Wow princess calm down, unless you want me to get hard again" he whispered, kissing along your neck.

"No don't do that, we seriously need to get dressed-" her sentence getting cut short by a small knock on her door.

"Miss its almost time for you get come out" her voice ringing out making her freeze in her tracks. Pussy pulsing a little.

"Baby your doing it again" his voice only loud enough for you to hear. You quickly clasp a hand obverse raise mouth before he does something stupid. Though it was of no use since he just used you to try and get caught. Giving a small thrust up into you making you whimper.

Your boss didn't notice and just waited for a reply. You glared back at Gojo before responding, "I'll be out in a minute just go tell them for me please". She said okay and left, now it was just you and Gojo alone.

"What is wrong with you!?" You turned to scold him but he just laughed.

"Sorry princess but I couldn't help it" his smirk making you both turned on and irritated. Though right now you couldn't tell which one you were feeling more. "Just pull out so we can change" you pushed on his shoulder to put you down.

He laughed and slowly pulled out a small glob of his cum spilling out with him. You looked down and decided to not worry about it right now. Just as you were going to grab a wet towel Gojo stopped you. "I was thinking you keep it in" he cooed.

Your eyes widened in horror at his suggestion, now that could really get the two of you caught. But part of you thought you've come this far why not just do it. So you did getting dressed and pushing your panties up to keep his cum snuge inside you.

You walked out of your trailer and there were a few people around that saw you exit with Gojo but they didn't say anything. Just as you saw your manager you walked over to her, Gojo pulled you to his side and made an announcement.

"From this day forward this little cute is my girl" everyone just looked at the two of you in shock. You yourself were stunned at his words, sure you fucked him but seriously!?

He pulled you to kiss him in front of everyone before whispering in your ear. "Be mine and you'll be getting creampied all the time baby".

[xq1zi]

simple words

warnings: angst, badly written in my opinion, english not first language, and rushed.

word count: 1.9k

A/N: i did this in one sitting bc i had to get off my mind. but i couldn’t choose on how i wanted to end it T_T

it was known that you were friends with everyone. friendly with everyone. being the leafs sweetheart almost. but even a little more friendly with shikamaru nara. only being aware of your feelings two years ago during the time when naruto had gone away for training.

it was during a sleepover with the girls. the question had come up about crushes naturally. all were teasing hinata for still not being able to be in a 10 meter radius of naruto without passing out.

and how ino and sakura are still going at it for sasuke. but unfortunately tenten just happened to mention how you would prefer shikamaru’s presence than anyone else.

naturally you were denying these claims. how you act the same with everyone and how they are just seeing things. “[name] you really think that we are that blind? we all can tell that you have a thing for him.” sakura pointed out.

“right. you couldn’t be more obvious then hinata. no offense hinata.” ino added on.

“none taken.” hinata spoke softly as always.

“i think you should make a move [name]. i don’t see anyone else competing with you.” tenten teased. “guys stop it i don’t have a crush on him or anyone else! it never even crossed my mind!” the feeling of blood rushing to your cheeks.

now that fact has crossed your mind. it seems like your cheeks even reddened more. liking the possibility of being with him. ‘i do i actually like him?’ you thought.

“based on how your face is red as a tomato, i think you do have a crush on him. no way you had a crush on him without knowing.” the teasing only began from ino.

sakura joined in only to say how could you like someone who’s so lazy. but he wasn't, he was a hard thinker. and a good person. luckily they calmed down and you learned on how to be more aware about your relationship with him.

preparation for the chunin exams have begun. and with the newly bloomed relationship with the sand village. and with that temari came to help. with that shikamaru was appointed to be her escort.

you could tell they have a different relationship. it was almost like they were more comfortable with each other. he claimed it was a drag and he didn’t like doing it. but secretly you had a feeling you just couldn’t ignore. especially the rumors.

it gotten worse each day. how they looked and acted like a old married couple. ‘how annoying.’ as soon as that thought came you stopped it. ‘no way am i jealous? this isn’t like me…’

these feelings are only brewing more and more. one day you asked shikamaru if he wanted to hang out.

“so shika what do you say? we haven’t hung out in a while?!” you said excitedly.

“nah, sorry can’t. i have to escort temari again. this is starting to be a real drag.” he groaned.

“oh.. well i can help you or something? you know like keep you company!”

“too much company in my opinion. women can be such a drag.” typical response. but it still hurts a bit. “oh okay next time then.”

he walked away while waving from behind. wasn't the first time he rejected your proposal. you would often do a little pleading with him. but this time it’s different. it's for a girl that he’s rejecting you. but it’s his job right? to keep her safe while here. not like he want that time to be alone with her.

now shikamaru was no idiot he could tell you were drawn to him more but merely brushed it off. girl and boys can be just friends too. when naruto had come back he walked with him alongside temari and sakura. after leaving the hokage building. naruto hinted at the idea of him and temari he also said something else.

“you know shikamaru i would always thought you would end up with [name] seeing how she was always close to you.” naruto blurted out.

“shut up you idiot. i’m not with anyone, nor am i going to be.” he said right back.

“yeah as if i would ever be with him.” temari almost grossed out of the idea.

he can’t lie that he enjoys temari’s presence. it was different. without both of them knowing they do some friendly flirting.

lady tsunade sent you on a mission alone C level nothing you can’t handle on your own. you had heard some voices coming. once they became more clear it was them. shikamaru and temari in pure panic you hid up in a tree. he never walked her this far; he always left her at the village entrance.

“so you have a little girlfriend. is that right?” she teased.

“huh? what are you talking about.” he raised an eyebrow.

“naruto was talking about how [name] is so close to you. and always with you.” she elaborated.

“she more like a clingy friend than anything else. a nice friend but extremely clingy in my opinion.” did you hear that right? are you sure you aren’t imagining it?

“aw come on, don't be like that, she's nice. she probably just has a crush on you.”

“yeah, yeah whatever. bye see you.” he didn’t want to continue the conversation so he left.

“see you soon!” she yelled as he walked away.

you stood in place. clingy? is that how he saw you. that’s the equivalent of being annoying. were you annoying? you know how he didn’t like people who were annoying. he likes to be at peace. your mind being sent into a mental overdrive. seemingly almost forgetting that you were being sent on a mission.

the whole time being sent on your mission his words repeating in your mind. your soul was crushed. someone who you thought had a good relationship with. only thinks you're clingy. heartbroken was an understatement. what if others would agree? were you actually clingy?

‘i have to stop thinking this is getting out of control.’ you thought. and with that you completely shut off the rest of the time and not think about it. when coming back it felt like a fever dream.

not to mention what happened in the sand village when you were gone. sakura fills you in on what happened. shocking as it was if you were being honest that wasn’t your main concern. now being self aware of how you acted, you made sure you toned it down a bit. sakura invited you to a dinner that everyone is coming to.

when dinner time came you went to the restaurant where dinner was taking place. you greeted everyone, sitting down and the night began. you kept your answers nice and short.

nothing too complicated. sat between naruto and lee you didn’t have to say much. but having shikamaru across from you your nerves never seemed to calm down. having to be painfully aware of a reality that you just didn’t want to face.

“i think i'm going to call it a night. i'm still tired from coming back.” you got up while making the announcement.

as you were walking out ino nudged shikamaru to walk you home like he has always done.

“hey!, i’ll walk you home.” he called out. you stopped. but not turning to face him.

“actually, there isn’t really a need. I'll be fine on my own but thank you.” you stated walking out.

he stood there confused and sat right back down. “damn shikamaru, whatcha do that got her upset? i don’t think i’ve seen her reject someone walking her home, even you.” kiba laughed as akamaru barked.

“you think something happened to her? i feel like something is upsetting her.” sakura said in a worried tone. “yes!, indeed! i feel as if something happened to [name] also!” lee agreed.

“i hope nothing happened to her while on her mission.” hinata spoke. “nah! [name] is a sweet person you know! with a strong mind no way a little C level mission can change something. right shikamaru.” naruto yelled while eating his food.

“yeah, no way something could’ve happened.” shikamaru reassured. neji agreed with him, the others were not so convinced. nonetheless didn’t think much of it.

days went by and you didn’t seem to revert back to your old self. everyone was concerned but you told them it was nothing to worry about.they were just imagining it.

you stopped hanging out with shikamaru as much. not like you think he actually mind that much. you say by yourself under a tree, and shikamaru seemingly popped out of nowhere.

“you women, you're such a drag.” he said, surprising you.

“what are you talking about shikamaru?” a dry but warm response. also using his full name. no nickname.

“what’s up with you. why are you being so weird. i’m getting dragged into this because everyone thinks i should talk with you.” he sat down just about 1 foot away from you.

“i honestly don’t know where you guys are getting this from but it’s getting annoying. i think you guys are imagining things” almost chuckling.

“stop the bullcrap. something’s bothering you. you haven't hung out with us as much anymore” what a serious tone he used.

“would you leave me if i told you? would you drop this and forget it.”

“yeah, i guess i would not sure about the others.” he put his arms up against the back of his head and laid back on the tree.

“fine then. more or less i got heartbroken by some guy and he told me something that made me aware of some things. there. happy now?” said with a defeated tone. if you were to go more into it you fear you would burst into tears.

“man, all of this over some dude. what a pain. he probably wasn’t worth it.”

“…” it was too much. you had overheard about how temari had broken down into shikamaru’s arms after almost losing her two brothers. villagers stating how they almost kissed.

how they went out to dinner and he never made her pay. new travels fast. not to mention how you overheard him to the guys saying he wouldn’t mind the idea of being married to her. when he was asked.

“don’t start thinking about how he was probably worth it.” he complained about the idea of you spouting nonsense about this “guy”.

“i won’t. he doesn’t even like me. he likes someone else. anyways you told me you would leave me alone.” you huffed. still acting like nothing personally wrong with the two of you.

“oh right, man this is over some guy? don’t be getting everyone worried like that.” he stood up.

“you don’t understand. you’re just a guy.” you playfully said with a hint of sadness. not only did he make you self conscious about how you act. and how annoying you could possibly be. a girl who has known him in less time has won him over.

“right, sure even then that’s too much work to even understand so i’ll let you be.” so he left. leaving you with your thoughts.

when he returned to report on the conversation to the rest of the girls, they had a feeling that “guy” was actually the person spilling all this information. they came to your house later that night. and eventually. you caved.

“he likes her. i can’t compete with her. he called me clingy?! i’m i really that clingy?? am i so annoying to him?” the tears went on for the night. nothing that others could say that would help.

unfortunately now you had your brain chemically altered. over just some simple words. and your unrequited love is nothing more than a mere empty fantasy.

heyy! hope this wasn’t a pain to read. i feel as tho this was badly written and rushed. lmk if it is then i’ll fix it!

[kingkatsuki]

Sakura isn’t scared of anything, or at least he thinks he isn’t. Never one to back down from a fight or cower away from a challenge — until now.

He finds himself cornered like a frightened animal, backed against a wall as you stalk towards him like he’s prey. Shoes clicking against cold stone as his eyes dart side to side to try and think of an escape— he knows he could shoulder past and easily overpower you, and yet he stands statuesque in place as you stop in front of him. So close that he can smell the floral undertones of your perfume permeating his senses and making it difficult to breathe, the back of his head knocking against hard brick when you press the front of your body against him. Warm breath fanning against his cheek as your glossy lips graze his jaw, dangerously close to his lips as he feels the heat begin to rise inside him.

“I didn’t think you’d run,” You coo appreciatively, reaching out to place the flat of your palm against his sternum. Feeling him stiffen instantly as his heartbeat increased, hammering against his ribcage as your lips curl into a grin.

He knows he should fight you, that you’re certainly a fair match— and yet he’s somehow convinced himself that he can’t fight you when you’re dressed like this.

“You’re not scared, are you?” You mock, and Sakura feels pathetic when you pull back to look him in the eyes, “Oh— you are? That’s kinda cute, actually. I could do whatever I want to you right now—”

Barely able to hold himself back as the something takes over and he loses complete control of his body. Sakura isn’t sure if it’s fear, embarrassment or simple subservience as he feels his bladder release and the warm flow of piss begins to seep against his underwear. Soaking the fabric as hit tacks against his skin uncomfortably, cooling in the evening air as it lays heavy against his skin. The flow is constant as it begins to seep through to his pants, trickling down his thigh as it follows the curve of his leg. Passing his knee and dribbling lower until it begins to soak into his socks and dampen his shoes, causing you to pull back with an amused grin as you watch him shiver.

“Fuck,” You gasp, feeling your clit pulse between your thighs at the sight of him as you instinctively rub your legs together for some slight friction, keeping him pinned against the wall as his Adam’s apple bobs in his throat, “Did you just piss yourself, Sakura?”

He can’t stand the pathetic tremble that surges through him at your question, or the debauched whine that slips out from between parted lips as you reach forward to cup his semi through his pants which causes his wet boxers to press against his length. Shifting his hips as he ruts himself into your grip, feeling himself harden under the scrutiny of your gaze as you add further salt to the wound by laughing.

“What would your friends think if they found out you pissed yourself because of little old me?” You flutter your lashes, and he hates how easily his body responds.

His thoughts far from innocent as he begins to imagine all the depraved positions you could have him in, completely forgetting the fact that anyone could walk by and catch him like this.

“You’re so fucking easy, aren’t you pretty boy?” You coo, and his cock pulses in response.

But Sakura is certain there’s nothing more embarrassing than this when you begin to peel his pants down his thighs, just enough to free his piss-soaked cock as the wetness dries against his skin in the cool evening air.

“Look at the mess you made, is this all for me?” You murmur, wrapping slender fingers around the length of him as your thumbnail presses against his leaky slit, dragging another needy whine from his throat.

He really was too easy.

[blushy-tigerrr]

Saved By The Bell - Naruto Tickle Fic

Fandom: Naruto Shippuden

Summary: During the second bell test, Naruto makes an interesting discovery about his Sensei.

Content Warning: mild language

Word Count: 2.7k

Author's Note: it has been SO LONG since i last wrote a fic so i'm v nervous about posting this, but i am pretty proud of it! i hope you enjoy!

Naruto and Sakura ducked behind a tree, breathing heavily as they tried to recover some energy from all of the failed attempts at retrieving the bells from Kakashi. Their brains were moving a mile a minute, trying desperately to figure out a new tactic. It’s been about three years since the first time they had tried to do this, and as strong as the two of them have gotten in that time, it was still incredibly difficult. It didn’t help that the pressure was up this time as Lady Tsunade, the Fifth Hokage and Sakura’s mentor, and Jiraiya, Naruto’s mentor, were watching and evaluating their fight. With the extra amount of pressure they were feeling, the two of them couldn’t help but wonder if they had even progressed much at all.

Kakashi, however, felt the amount of growth his students had achieved. As opposed to last time they fought him like this, he wasn’t daring to let even a little bit of his guard down. He knew how much stronger Naruto and Sakura had become, and because of this, he knew he’d be defeated easily if he relaxed for even a second. Even so, he couldn’t fully keep his mind away from his new “Make-Out Tactics” book that Naruto had brought him. He’d never dare to start reading while facing opponents like these, but the desire was there, and it was strong.

Naruto sighed, his breath becoming steadier. “Man, that Kakashi is ridiculously strong. I mean, he’s smarter than Shikamaru, he has a better sense of smell than Kiba, his Sharingan is better than Sasuke’s, his Taijutsu is better than Lee’s… and he’s got way more experience than us.”

“You’re right, but even so…” Sakura interjected curiously, “even he must have a weakness.” She squinted her eyes as if to see the possibilities written out in front of her. “We just have to think about it…”

“A weakness, huh?” Naruto wondered aloud, joining Sakura and becoming deep in thought. He cycled through every fight he’s seen Kakashi in, trying to figure out what his weakness could possibly be. It was hard to find the answer with an opponent so strong. Maybe, his weakness wasn’t a physical thing, like a blind spot. Maybe… Naruto gasped suddenly. “I’ve got it!”

Sakura’s head whipped towards Naruto in surprise, her brow slightly furrowed. “Really? You know Kakashi’s weakness? Tell me!” She leaned in, prompting him to whisper so no one would overhear their plotting. Naruto stifled a giggle, playing out his ridiculous plan in his head.

“Sakura, think about it for a minute. If you really look back at all of Kakashi Sensei’s actions, you’ll know what I’m thinking of.” Naruto smirked, waiting for Sakura to think of it, too. She did think very hard, in fact. Alas, she wasn’t able to see it the way that Naruto did so clearly. He beckoned her close to him and whispered his plan into her ear. As the words left his mouth, her face switched from a confused expression into a wide, scheming smile.

“Oh, I get it now! Naruto, that’s a genius idea!” She exclaimed, feeling her hands begin to shake in excitement. “You really are the most unpredictable knucklehead ninja I’ve ever met.” Naruto growled, lightly smacking Sakura in the arm, making her laugh.

“Hey! How dare you call me a knucklehead when I just came up with that amazing plan! You said it yourself, it was genius.” He smirked, crossing his arms in a playfully arrogant way. Sakura rolled her eyes at his actions.

“No matter how many great plans you come up with, you’ll always be a knucklehead to me, Naruto.” She teased. Naruto copied her eye roll, still smirking.

“Whatever. Let’s just go before Kakashi Sensei starts getting suspicious.” He began to move noiselessly in Kakashi’s direction, Sakura close behind him. They both focused on their movements, making sure to draw no attention to themselves while also making their way through the trees as quickly as possible. Before they knew it, they were crouched behind a bush about thirty feet away from Kakashi.

Kakashi couldn’t sense their presence yet, but his guard was very much up, anticipating a sneak attack from a direction that wouldn’t be expected. He would never admit it to his two students, but he started to feel a bit nervous. He couldn’t place exactly why. All he knew is that he should be expecting the unexpected. But then he wondered, what could be so unexpected that it warranted him feeling this nervous? When he saw his two students appear from behind a bush, that was when the nerves really started to kick in. They couldn’t possibly think a head-on attack would work, could they?

“Huh… attacking me head-on like this. Are you sure that’s the best course of action?” Kakashi questioned his students, keeping his voice even as he readied his defensive stance. The two stood before him, and Kakashi couldn’t miss the eagerness in their stances. What on Earth did they have planned?

“Now, Naruto!” Sakura’s sudden exclamation prompted the two of them to jump into the air, diving slowly towards Kakashi. He couldn’t help but gain a confused look. All three of them knew that Kakashi could destroy them easily in a frontal attack like this. He stood, still ready to attack at any moment, but he watched them closely, analyzing every movement down to the tiniest muscle twitch.

“Alright, Kakashi Sensei…” Naruto started to speak as they continued to descend. Kakashi cocked his head to the side slightly, surprised that he’d use a moment like this for conversational language. “At the end of ‘Make-Out Tactics’…”

Oh. Oh.

Those words sent a chill down Kakashi’s spine. There was no way Naruto was resorting to such a dirty trick. Spoiling the ending of the book he had just received that day? What kind of a monster did he train?! Kakashi covered his ears out of instinct, preventing himself from hearing any more of Naruto’s words. He kept his eyes locked on their movements, but then he realized…

“As it happens, the main character…” No! He could still read Naruto’s lips because of his Sharingan! His eyes clamped shut, determined not to find out any spoilers that Naruto might have known. He was also Jiraiya’s student, and he’s the author of these books, after all. It was more likely than not that Naruto knew exactly how this book went, and Kakashi would rather lose this fight than have his favorite series spoiled for him.

Kakashi felt a sudden jab at his right side, close to his hip. His eyes shot open with a gasp, as his hands flew down to protect himself from… that. Much to his dismay, the jabs kept coming one after another. He felt his face begin to flush in embarrassment as he choked back the laughter that was about to come out of his mouth. There was no way he was letting his students learn both of his weaknesses in the same day.

“Damn it, where the hell are they?!” A familiar voice mumbled to no one in particular. Kakashi looked down to see that the culprit of the pokes was none other than Naruto. He was obviously searching for something… wait. “Where are they? Where are the bells?!” Naruto’s hands kept searching as Kakashi felt his defenses begin to crumble. He inhaled deeply and held his breath. He could not, would not let this happen. Not in front of the Fifth Hokage herself.

When Naruto’s hands reached the bottom of his ribs, Kakashi felt himself involuntarily move away from the poking. This made Naruto stop what he was doing and stare curiously at his teacher. Kakashi stared back, his eyes a little bit wider than normal. His heart rate began to increase when he saw a devious glint in Naruto’s eyes. Naruto reached out to land another poke into Kakashi’s ribs, eliciting a quiet yelp from the older.

“Say, Kakashi Sensei…” Naruto’s voice was lower than before, almost a growl. Kakashi swallowed, his face growing more flushed the closer Naruto gets to him. “You wouldn’t happen to be ticklish, would you?”

Kakashi felt his breath catch in his throat hearing those words. “Now, Naruto…” His voice had a slight tremble to it, but he tried to keep his tone calm and level. “Is this really necessary? You would have defeated me just now. We don’t need to resort to such tactics.”

Naruto chuckled, stepping even closer to Kakashi with his hands reaching out in front of him. “If you’re hiding the bells from us, then I have no other choice.” He leapt at Kakashi suddenly, attaching his fingers to his sides and digging in mercilessly. Kakashi gasped, putting his hands over Naruto’s in an attempt to push them away. He gritted his teeth to prevent any laughter from slipping out of his mouth. He was determined to keep up his stoic facade for as long as possible.

“N-Naruto, this isn’t necessary. C-come on, stop this.” Kakashi’s voice came out a bit more strained than normal as he held back his laugh. As ticklish as he was, Kakashi was able to handle this spot pretty well. As long as Naruto didn’t get any other ideas, that is. Not satisfied with the reaction he was getting, Naruto furrowed his brow in deep thought.

“I think it’s very necessary, Kakashi Sensei! If you’re unfairly hiding the bells from us, I have to find them by any means.” Naruto moved his hands up to Kakashi’s ribs, scratching each finger between each of the bones. Kakashi let out a strong exhale, still holding his laughter in, but just barely. His hands still stayed on top of Naruto’s, trying to detach his fingers from his ribs. The feeling of all ten of Naruto’s fingers wiggling in between his ribs was almost too much to handle. Naruto grinned mischievously, noticing Kakashi’s face becoming more red as the tickling continued.

“You’re really not letting up? Man, I guess I have to do it, then…” Those words from Naruto made Kakashi’s stomach do a backflip. He started to squirm underneath the tickly touch, wondering what on Earth he could have possibly thought of to escalate the situation.

“Well, as I was saying before, the main character in ‘Make-Out Tactics’…”

Kakashi gasped, covering his ears and clamping his eyes shut once more. Damn, Naruto was much better at finding his weaknesses than he’d like to admit. “N-no! I’m not listening!” Kakashi exclaimed in a panic. What he failed to consider, however, was just how vulnerable he had made himself in this one motion. Naruto chuckled, taking the chance that was given to him. He shot his now free hands up into Kakashi’s underarms.

Kakashi’s arms came crashing down as his entire body curled in on itself. The laughter that he was fighting back finally bubbled to the surface in the form of soft, hysterical giggles. His face flushed even deeper than before, feeling embarrassed about reacting in such a way, especially in front of the people that were around. As Naruto’s fingers scratched in the sensitive spot, Kakashi couldn’t help himself but squirm even more than before.

Naruto was shocked. He had never heard Kakashi laugh like this. He didn’t even know if he’d heard Kakashi laugh at all before, so to see him reduced to a giggling mess was a hilarious sight. “Wow, Kakashi Sensei! You’re way more ticklish than I would have thought!” He continued to scratch his nails in Kakashi’s underarms, causing his teacher’s laughter to slowly get louder.

“N-Narutohoho, plehehease! This ihis soho childihihihish!” Kakashi cackled, trying half heartedly to bat Naruto’s arms away from him. Could he have gotten the kid off of him easily with one swift motion? Absolutely, but to be honest, he couldn’t remember the last time he had allowed his guard to drop this much. It had to have been years since he felt himself laugh even a little bit. As embarrassing as it all was, a bigger part of it felt refreshing.

“Oh, you think this is childish? I’ll show you childish!” Naruto taunted, throwing pokes all around Kakashi’s torso, making his laughter spike up an octave. “Childish is hiding the bells from me when I beat you, fair and square!”

Kakashi’s eyes were still squeezed shut due to his loud laughter. All of a sudden, the tickling sensations increased rapidly. He felt so many different spots being targeted all at once. While the scratching in his underarms continued, he additionally felt fingers wiggling against his stomach and his ribs. Then, there was a pair of hands scratching behind his knees, forcing a surprised squeak out of Kakashi’s mouth. His legs began to shake due to the new spot being targeted. How was this even possible? He forced open his eyes and finally realized: he was being attacked by Naruto and three of his Shadow Clones.

Once he found out what had happened, Kakashi’s body surrendered to the sensations. He let unfiltered laughter flood out of his mouth as his legs finally gave out, making him end up on the ground. All four Narutos followed him down, all of their hands staying attached to the spots they were targeting. Kakashi was almost in tears laughing, completely unable to get away from the eight hands that were attacking him. “Nahahaharutoho! Plehehease, stohohohop!”

“I’ll stop as soon as you tell me where the damn bells are!” The real Naruto yelled, his three Shadow Clones laughing along.

Jingle.

Hearing that soft, familiar sound ring through the chaos made both Naruto and Kakashi freeze. All of their remaining chakra was focused in their ears, listening intently for the sound of the bells.

Jingle.

Their heads whipped around to see Sakura standing a few feet away from them, holding both of the bells, one in each hand. Kakashi felt his face pale at the sight as Naruto bolted over to grab one of the bells out of her hand with a satisfied chuckle.

“Y-you had them the whole time, Sakura?” Kakashi stammered, slowly gathering himself and getting to his feet. Sakura had a small smile on her face as she blushed a bit.

“Yeah… I’m sorry, Kakashi Sensei! I just thought… you looked like you were having fun, so I didn’t want to make you guys stop so soon.” Sakura explained sheepishly. Kakashi couldn’t help but smile at her statement, his face remaining a deep shade of pink.

“Well… you aren’t necessarily wrong.” Kakashi admitted, making both of his students stare at him in shock. He shrugged as he continued his thought. “I mean, I can’t remember the last time my body was able to relax like that, and I don’t even think either of you had ever heard me laugh before.” Naruto and Sakura looked at each other, knowing that to be true. Kakashi smiled at them before looking around the area. “Now, I have one thing to ask, and this goes for everyone here, so listen up.” As Kakashi spoke, Tsunade and Jiraiya poked their heads out of the trees, their grinning faces focused on him intently.

“What is it, Kakashi Sensei?” Naruto asked, his eyes shining with glee. Kakashi sighed, directing this statement mostly at the two Sannin.

“Please, do not tell Gai about this. He will never let me live a peaceful life with this information.” Jiraiya snickered as he and Tsunade shared a mischievous glance. 

“No promises.” Tsunade responded with a scheming smile. Kakashi sighed even deeper this time, holding his face in his hands.

“Don’t worry, Kakashi Sensei! We’ll protect your honor!” Naruto exclaimed, positioning himself in front of Kakashi, using a defensive stance.

Sakura giggled and mirrored Naruto’s actions. “Yeah! We’ll protect you no matter what!”

Kakashi smiled, grateful for the incredible Shinobi his students had become. “Thank you. Now, what do you say I treat you two to some ramen as a congratulations?” His students let out a yell of excitement, racing each other back to the village. Kakashi followed close behind them while Tsunade and Jiraiya lingered for just a moment longer.

“You’re going to tell him, aren’t you?” Jiraiya asked the Hokage.

Tsunade chuckled. “Oh, I absolutely am.”

[goldennikko]

MY NUMBER — kim chaewon

summary : you and chaewon meet for the first time at a restaurant. however, the waiter in charge of the group made a serious error and you were forced to intervene. she didn't get your phone number that night, but the label hosted a party to which you were invited.

pairing : chaewon x jung!reader

tags : f!reader ; lots of gay panicking ; lots of awkward moments ; friends as matchmakers

requested: ✔

word count : 3.9k

"unnie, we're here." 

chaewon woke up to kazuha nudging her and she grumbled in response, but she managed to climb out of the van with the help of sakura. the short-haired girl squinted at the bright sign, trying to read the name of the restaurant yunjin had discovered the day before.

le lieu royal.

"what does it mean?" the leader heard eunchae ask yunjin and the american was quick to respond, sounding excited. "the royal palace."

sounds really fancy, chaewon commended.

yunjin led the way inside, where a waiter led them to the table she had reserved for the group. the girls marveled at the restaurant's interior design: red and black were the dominant colors, with a hint of gold thrown in here and there.

"it looks really good here."  sakura commented as she adjusted her seat. kazuha nodded from beside yunjin, who flicked her hair back with a proud grin.

"how did you find this?" chaewon asked curiously.

"apparently, this restaurant is well-known among idols, particularly hybe artists. i just don't know how so." yunjin answered with a shrug.

the previous waiter reappeared, smiling as he handed them the menu. the girls thanked him, and he bowed before leaving to attend to other customers, who happened to be an artist. the girls' heads turned as eunchae's eyes widened and subtly pointed at a guy.

"isn't that jungkook sunbaenim?!"

the golden maknae, who appeared to have just returned from a schedule, was indeed sitting there. despite the fact that he was surrounded by his management team, his eyes seemed to be searching for someone.

reaching over, chaewon slapped eunchae's hand in panic before the bts member noticed them pointing at her, causing eunchae to yelp while holding her hand to her chest.

sakura patted her head as the leader smiled apologetically at her.

"sorry, i panicked." 

eunchae simply pouted but let it go, returning her gaze to the menu after one last look at the jeon jungkook.

the girls talked quietly, exchanging their thoughts on the food on the menu. yunjin mentioned some food recommendations she'd heard from other artists, which they decided to try and gave to the waiter when he came back to take their orders.

the girls quickly struck up a conversation, but chaewon was too preoccupied with scanning the restaurant. there were far too many artists, most of whom she knew by name and some by face.

her gaze returned to jungkook, who stood up. the moon shape of his eyes indicated that he was smiling behind the mask.

then you appeared, dressed both attractively and handsomely. a red hue appeared across her cheeks as she felt her cheeks burn up, realizing she was checking out the newly arrived girl. chaewon's heart skipped a beat when your eyes crinkled happily, but it was quickly crushed when jungkook took you into his arms.

"ooh, unnie found someone pretty." yunjin teased when she finally noticed the frozen girl.

chaewon snapped out of her daze. "huh? no, no. i didn't…" she denied it, but the flush on her cheeks and the way she threw a glance over her shoulders said otherwise.

the girls followed her line of sight just in time to see you pulling away from the guy and punching jungkook in response after he whispered something to you. chaewon frowned as he laughed, watching you glare up at him.

"oh, sunbae is talking to her." sakura said.

chaewon quickly shook her head. "i think she's his girlfriend. stop staring!"

yunjin looked at her friend in disbelief. you dressed as if you wanted to attract both men and women. even kazuha could see it. with one last wave from you, they watched you walked away from jungkook's table. they had no idea where you had gone, but you would never leave your partner hanging like that.

but chaewon was in denial and refused to admit it, insisting that you were already taken.

"maybe she's meeting someone else?" eunchae suggested.

chaewon turned around to see you gone, and jungkook was returning to his seat, but she shook her head to get rid of the image of you in her head, the way you carried yourself with such grace, or the way you pushed your hair off your shoulders, and the way—

"no. enough, that's enough. kim chaewon."

the girls watched in amusement as their leader gay panicked miserably, her anger issues showing as she clenched her fists on the table. yunjin crossed her arms and leaned back in her seat, shaking her head and looking at the other girls.

"she's hopeless." the american commented.

sakura laughed. "i think she's broken."

"how do we fix her?" kazuha asked, concerned, but eunchae shook her head. "she's beyond fixing, unnie."

the waiter then arrived and served them the food they had ordered. the sight of the food made their mouths water and the smell made their stomachs growl. at that, the girls exchanged surprised looks and pointed at each other, blaming one another.

"that was you?"

"what? no! i think it's yunjin."

"why me? maybe it's you?"

"i think it's zuha."

however, they couldn't tease each other any further because the waiter tripped while holding a glass of wine. because he was standing next to chaewon, the liquid was inadvertently thrown over the poor leader's lap.

chaewon pushed herself away from the table as she gasped at the coldness seeping through her. the other girls shot up from their seats, staring at the mess in front of them. the waiter apologized profusely, bowing repeatedly.

"i'm sorry! i'm so sorry! i apologize!"

"it's okay. hey, can you, uh, calm down now?" chaewon tried to calm down the panicking man because all the other customers were staring at them, not to mention they were all idols, and she was becoming even more embarrassed, but then a stern voice cut in.

"what's happening here?"

chaewon got goosebumps all over her body when she heard the voice, and the red flush of her cheeks returned when she turned her head and saw you standing in all your glory. chaewon's blush worsened as she watched you eye the mess and remove your blazer. she hadn't realized you were handing her the garment until kazuha took her hand and helped her take the blazer from you because you had broken her.

chaewon cleared her throat and let out a high-pitched thank you, causing the girls behind her to facepalm. the situation was stressing you out, but the flustered idol made it slightly better, so you gave her a quick smile before turning to the waiter who caused all of this commotion.

"you. let's talk." your stern voice returned and the guy followed you, his ears flushed with embarrassment. the other restaurant employees were bowing to the customers, with one man loudly apologizing for the inconvenience.

you walked past an elderly waitress, whispering something to her, and she nodded in response. they turned to the elderly woman who approached them as you passed through a door.

"ms. kim? kindly follow me."

chaewon did as she was told, her mind racing with the possibility that you knew her. the elder waitress had addressed her by her family name, so perhaps you recognized the idol or perhaps it was the old woman who knew her, but she wished it had been you.

click. chaewon jumped at the sound and turned around, only to realize they were in a restroom. chaewon nervously returned the elderly woman's gentle smile.

"apologies, ms. kim. the boss has gone to get you some extra clothes. she'll join us in a moment."

boss? chaewon blinked at her words. was it you? you're the boss of the restaurant? the elderly woman watched in amusement as chaewon processed her words. she knew that look, she'd seen it before. so she stood quietly with a smile.

the door clicked open and chaewon let out a small 'eep' as you entered the comfort room with your clothes hanging on your arms. the woman turned to leave, offering you two a bow, which you returned and chaewon hurried to do the same.

with a soft smile on your face, you finally faced chaewon. "i apologize for the inconvenience, ms. kim." you said as you extended your arm where your clothes hung.

ms. kim... ms. kim? so she knows who i am? oh my goodness. oh my god, chaewon panicked yet again. she stood there, frozen, staring at your lovely face. you were undeniably more attractive up close.

meanwhile, you waited patiently, confused as to why the idol was staring at you. is there something on my face? you wondered, briefly glancing at the mirror. there's none though? i hope there's none… maybe on the other side of my face?!

you were beginning to worry about your appearance in front of the beautiful idol. you didn't want to leave a bad impression, like she'd remember you because of the dirt you hadn't noticed on your face or something. aside from that, her stare was so intense that it made you nervous.

"uhm, ms. kim?"

chaewon didn't hear you, but she noticed your lips moving. you shifted your weight from one leg to the other, opting to wait for the idol to recover from whatever state she is in. am i that unbearable to speak to? the longer chaewon stared at you, the more attractive you became to her, but also the brighter your face turned.

it took her a while to come to, but once she did, she jumped and snatched your clothes before sprinting to the nearest open cubicle, which was right next to you two. in a panic, she swung the door open, almost hitting herself and you, but you dodged. you stared, perplexed, at the door she had slammed shut.

is she that mad? or i'm now unbearable to look at as well? shit. you faced the mirror, turning your head from side to side to check for something on your face.

fucking shit. what was that, chaewon? what in the world was that?

chaewon clutched the garments close to her chest, biting her lip to keep the frustrated squeal from escaping her throat. she buried her face in your clothes, red ears poking out from behind the curtain of her short hair, as the sweet scent of your perfume entered her nose.

just… what the hell, kim chaewon?

when the door opened, you looked up to see the idol finally dressed in your clothes, but you quickly averted your gaze, not wanting her to feel awkward. you quietly handed her a paper bag into which she placed her own clothing.

chaewon tried to catch your attention and apologize for her actions, even though she knew she'd just panic, but you refused.

"i know your night is probably ruined, but please do try to still eat." you started and the idol paid attention, watching you speak. "the food is good, i promise, and it's on the house."

chaewon's eyes widened at your statement and she shook her hands in the air, relieved, when you met her gaze. before she could say anything, you unconsciously grabbed her hand and shook your head.

"it's on us, ms. kim. please allow us to make it up to you and your members." 

chaewon couldn't say no to you, so she sighed and nodded. she looked at your clasped hands and you quickly let go, causing disappointment to bloom in her chest. she consoled herself by resting one hand on her arm.

"thank you."

"of course, ms. kim. apologies again. shall we?"

you led chaewon back to their table and gave them a deep bow, which they returned before you left. the girls looked at chaewon, who groaned and buried her face in her hands.

chaewon would scan the restaurant for you all night, but you had hidden in the office. even then, she hoped you'd come out. the leader told her members what happened, which they should have expected, but they were disappointed to hear the story.

"you should've asked for her number." sakura sighed.

chaewon was perplexed. "she's jungkook sunbaenim's girlfriend!" she hissed to the oldest girl.

"unnie, she wouldn't go out of her way like that if she really is sunbae's girlfriend." yunjin pointed out.

kazuha nodded along. "that's true. sunbaenim didn't even care when your… crush disappeared into the restroom for fifteen minutes or so."

"she's exaggerating, but she's right!" eunchae agreed, a bit weirded out by the way kazuha worded that, but still agreed.

chaewon furrowed her brows. "but she's the boss. shouldn't she be naturally concerned about her customers?"

sakura was so done with her. "if i were a boss, i wouldn't care." sakura was lying, she'd care, but not like that.

chaewon remained silent while poking at her food. the girls sighed before changing the subject and yunjin was the one who led the conversation about food. when they were finished eating, the same elderly woman led them out the door with a bow. chaewon stood stiffly in front of her as the girls thanked her and returned the gesture.

"yes, dear?"

chaewon took a deep breath. "uhm, could you please thank her? i appreciate her concern."

the woman nodded, her lips pulling up into a soft smile. "of course, my dear. anything else?"

when the idol opened her mouth, the words "her number" almost slipped off her tongue, and the old lady wished chaewon would just say it because watching you two act like little children was painful. even though she was smiling the entire time, an imaginary irk was already on her brow.

chaewon, however, shook her head, overcome by the fear that you were really jungkook's girlfriend, and held her tongue. so instead, she shook her head, and chaewon entered the van, staring at the restaurant until it was no longer visible. the short-haired girl slumped against her seat, disappointed at not getting your number.

"...was what she said."

you were sitting on the couch, the red flush on your face forcing you to hide it in your hands. the old lady was amused by your reaction and chuckled lightly, despite wanting to smack you for being a chicken, as the door opened and jungkook stepped in, raising his brows at your flustered state.

"you good there, saeng?"

you shook your head. "no, she was too pretty."

jungkook huffed out a laugh. "chaewon, huh?"

you hummed and faced the guy after composing yourself and rolled your eyes at the grin on his face. "get that stupid grin off your face please."

"you like her~"

"shut up please."

you never left chaewon's mind after that night. you afflicted her as if you were a virus and she was the odd willing recipient. the girl wanted to return to the restaurant and maybe ask for your phone number this time. however, she was still unsure whether you were jungkook's girlfriend or not. besides, her schedule was already jam-packed and she didn't know how to fit her own desires in.

days passed and chaewon found herself thinking of you even while at a party, more specifically, a get-together party hosted by the label. almost every artist under the label was present, but everyone kept an eye out for the idols below eighteen years old and kept them away from the alcoholic beverages. the leaders also checked the clock from time to time to see if the minors should go home.

it'd be really funny if she's here as jungkook sunbae's date, chaewon thought bitterly and drank the drink in her hand to hide her less than pleased expression behind the glass.

"hobi's here!"

chaewon ignored what was going on behind her, but the girls were on pins and needles trying to figure out what was so exciting that had their seniors running over to hoseok, who had just arrived.

then their eyes widened as they reached for chaewon and smacked her repeatedly. the leader cursed and narrowed her eyes at her members, who only pointed to the door. she turned around, puzzled, and her jaw dropped at the sight.

you were clinging to hoseok's arm, laughing at the bangtan boys' antics as they hyped you up. you wore a dress and tied your hair, exposing your neck and ears, which were adorned with jewels and earrings.

"ah, hoseok's little sister?"

"yeah, she owns le lieu royal, you know?"

"ooh! right! i remember!"

as she watched you whisper in hoseok's ears, the familiar flush returned to her cheeks. hoseok sunbaenim's little sister? the main dancer gave you a small nod and you walked away, heading for the drinks.

chaewon felt a push on her back and she walked mindlessly towards you. 

whoever that was, thank you. if you hadn't pushed her, she would've stayed standing there.

her steps were hesitant and slow, but she wanted to seize the opportunity. it had to have meant something, right? she had predicted your presence and arrival, chaewon hoped.

she came to a halt right behind you and heard you thanking the waiter before turning around, eyes widening at the sight of the le sserafim's leader standing there silently.

"ms. kim…?"

the short-haired girl huffed at your formality. "chaewon. call me chaewon please."

you blinked, but smiled gently at her. "then call me y/n."

"you're…?" chaewon didn't know how to ask you, but you assumed she was talking about hoseok.

"hobi oppa's sister? yes, i am."

but chaewon shook her head, which confused you. "no, no. i got that. but, like, are you…"

you waited for her to finish her question, but all she did was stare helplessly into your eyes, captivated by your face. but then jungkook appeared out of nowhere, a teasing grin on his face. you reached out to shut him up, but he simply dodged your hand.

"yes, she's single." jungkook said, causing the both of you to blush. he left, but turned back around to yell at chaewon. "and hopelessly in love with you!"

chaewon looked up at you, slightly embarrassed, with questioning eyes, but you avoided her gaze. you were blushing, hard, and you tried to hide it by sipping your drink.

chaewon laughed because she thought you were cute. she wasn't sure if that was the real reason, or if she was relieved you were single and interested in her as well. all of the above perhaps. you tilted your head in admiration as you watched the girl.

"i'm sorry for acting that way." chaewon said quietly, but you could hear her over the music.

you made a humming sound. "it's all right. have i made you uncomfortable?"

chaewon shook her head quickly. "no, no, you made me feel... safe."

chaewon smiled, biting her lower lip to keep it from spreading further as your shoulders bounced in shock and excitement. relief flooded you and your previous fears and hesitance disappeared.

you grinned. "i'm glad."

a slow song started playing and you looked over to see taehyung by the dj's area, wiggling his brows at you. you rolled your eyes at him before returning your attention to chaewon, who had extended her hand to you.

chaewon was glad she wore the suit tonight.

"shall we dance, ms. jung?" chaewon asked with a crooked smile.

you laughed and gave her your hand. "we shall, ms. kim."

despite being taller than her due to your heels, she drew you in by the waist and you wrapped your arms around her shoulders.

"you look stunning." chaewon tilted her head to catch your gaze when you had avoided her gaze after her unexpected compliment. "y/n/n, stop avoiding my gaze."

you laughed. "sorry, chaewon-ie."

then she remembered something. "your clothes, they're at the dorm."

you hummed and she felt you play with the baby hairs at the back of her nape, lightly tickling her. "it's fine, you can keep it."

chaewon flushed and gave you a look as if to ask if you were sure. you simply laughed and nodded, causing her to smile back.

you stayed with chaewon for the rest of the night. you danced with her, talked with her, joked with her, and shared your interests with her. chaewon wore this lovestruck expression the entire night, her members from afar playfully gagged, and stared at you with heart eyes, eyes bouncing all over your face to memorize your features.

chaewon had memorized every single one of your habits as well: how you'd duck your head to hide your blushing face or avoid her gaze when she complimented you out of nowhere, how you'd grab her arm to steady yourself as you laughed at seungkwan's antics when you found him in the middle of the room.

when hoseok took the dance floor, you cheered him on, and chaewon, who should have been watching him, found herself staring at you instead. chaewon noticed how your eyes turned moon-shaped when you smiled, how your voice stood out among the other people shouting, how you swayed to the music, and how you approached hoseok after to give him a big hug. chaewon adored all of it and all of you already.

the night seemed long, but it was also short, and before you knew it, it was time to part ways. it was past curfew and eunchae had to go back to the dorm, which meant chaewon and her other members had to as well.

"i have to go." chaewon pouted sadly.

you smiled at her cuteness and reached out to hold her cheek. "that's okay. i'll take you out on a date when you're free if that's okay with you."

chaewon eagerly nodded and moved closer to you, wrapping her arms around you. you returned her hug, eyes closing at the warmth, and took a few seconds to separate. 

chaewon would've stayed there in your arms and warm embrace, but she had duties so she begrudgingly pulled away. you watched as chaewon turned to leave, only to turn around and walk backwards.

"bye?" she called out in hesitance, waving her fingers.

you smiled. "you're forgetting something."

chaewon came to a halt, furrowed her brows, and tilted her head. you chuckled and approached her. you took her hand and placed a piece of paper on her palm before making a fist with it. then you grabbed her necktie and planted a shy, hesitant kiss on her cheek.

"my number." you said, pointing to the pink lipstick stain on her cheek. "as well as that."

you left her there, staring at you with a surprised expression. her members inside the van were cheering so loud you could hear them and you giggled into your fist. chaewon's face had turned bright red and goosebumps had risen all over her skin. she watched you walk past the bts members, who were all beaming, especially hoseok, pushing the maknae line off you when they tried to tease you.

chaewon dashed to the van after she was done processing and gay panicking, squealing loudly as the door closed. the members laughed at her as she stared at the paper with your number written on it, but she didn't mind the teasing that was about to come her way.

meanwhile, hoseok sighed contentedly. "ah, my baby sister is growing up. i'm so proud of her."

hi?

ms. kim?

chaewon giggled, typing out her reply. 

yes, ms. jung.

take care, okay? good night!

you, too.

chaewon slumped back against her seat once more, clutching her phone to her chest. the only difference was that she finally got your number this time and was on cloud nine.

nikko note: i'm not really proud of this one, but i find it a tiny bit cute. thank you for the request! i was kinda pressured and worried when i received one hehe. thank you for trusting me with your request, but feel free to request if you're not satisfied with it TT hope you enjoyed it! thank you!

[celestoria]

Heaven Knows I’m Miserable Now

Summary: Both of you have already broken up but, deep down, he knows he still loves you. Worst part about this? You’re dating his best friend.

Characters: Ayato x Reader x Thoma, Kaveh x Reader x Alhaitham

TW: ABUSE OF ALCOHOL

A/n: It’s been a long time since I wrote anything and out of all times, I chose to write at 3 AM with no glasses. Anywho, I hope you enjoy!

Ayato 

Ayato should have seen this coming. 

When the both of you were dating, there was so much pressure placed on you as his significant other. Even if you did nothing wrong, judgemental eyes would stare down at you. 

Everyone looks up to the head of the Kamisato clan for all the things he has done for the nation of Inzuma and with that, the masses have placed a standard for whoever he is with. They expect them to catch up on the same level as him in terms of diplomacy, bravery, and etiquette to ensure the honor of the Kamisato clan is in good hands. Sadly, you weren’t built for their expectations.

You forced yourself to fit into what you want them to be out of societal pressure. You loved Ayato so much, you didn’t want to be the reason why they would give his family dirty looks. You’ve changed so much since the first time you met that you don’t recognize yourself anymore. 

After you called it quits, Thoma was always there to comfort you. He knew that you were just trying your best but you were perfect the way you were. He was always there when you needed him. It wasn’t long that both of you saw your friendship in a different perspective.

When Ayato saw you with Thoma accompanying him on his errands as he held your hand, he can’t help but hear his heart break into a million pieces. 

You had the same glint in your eyes when you were smiling so freely at Thoma, something that was lost when you were with him. 

Ayato eventually turned to pile more work on himself. There was little room for love in his life. With you gone, it felt like half of him was missing. He wanted to be distracted from that feeling of loneliness and work felt like the most efficient way to do it.

He wanted to rip that pain off his chest and forget about you, but how can he when every little thing would remind him of you? 

From the sakura blossoms of spring to the first fall of snow, a vision of you would always come into his mind.

Still, he didn’t want to take you away for himself. Especially from Thoma who has been so selfless since the very start. The blond man looks so happy every time you give him little kisses on the cheek or when you made him homemade lunch. 

All he can ever do is smile and pretend that his lonely heart doesn’t crave your touch…

Kaveh 

When he’s sober, he’d blame you saw things differently and you often never tried to understand him. Both of you have common interests but your ideologies never crossed paths. 

However, when he’s drunk on whatever he is in his cup, he’d babble to himself that it was all his fault. He knew he had too much emotional baggage for one person to handle. He knew his sensitive nature would be the demise of your relationship since no amount of love could change the fact that everything felt so draining for you.

Kaveh also blamed his tendency to get drunk every other day. You had to pick him up, walk him home, and cry yourself with how frustrating it is to deal with this. 

Being with him felt more like taking care of a sad man rather than falling in love. 

Now that you’re gone, alcohol was the only thing that gave him comfort. Oh, how it numbed him from the pain of losing you. Specifically losing you to someone who he considers the worst person in the world. 

You seemed more tranquil and carefree now that you’re with Alhaitham. You don’t have to walk a staggering man home often and listen to him rant about the smallest of things. 

What he hates the most about all of this is that he still sees you every day when you come by their home. 

Kaveh wears his heart on his sleeve. So much restraint has to be placed for him to not just fling himself onto you and beg you to take him back. It’s a miracle that he hasn’t whined about Alhaitham dating you (you can blame that on the guilt that weighs on him)

He’s surprised that you don’t see the heartbreak and regret in his eyes. Probably because you’re too busy staring at Alhaitham’s, which are filled with a sort of tenderness not everyone can see from a stiff man like him. 

Mr. Heartless was the last person Kaveh thought to fall in love with anyone, yet here he is with his head on your lap while you ruffle his hair while you snuggle on the sofa.

Kaveh missed the times you also had your hands on his locks. It brought him so much comfort and peace of mind that made him forget all his troubles. Now, none of that is for him but all of it is for Alhaitham.

The worst part is, he can’t tell this to Cyno or Tighnari. The two are always up to date regarding his complaints about everything whenever they meet up for a game of TCG at Puspa cafe. However, Kaveh fears that his troubles would reach his roommate via Cyno and Tighnari, and eventually would end up going to you. He can’t handle the shame of his jealousy and inability to move on from you.

All he could do is waste away in a corner of the cafe as he deludes himself that it was the warmth of your love filling him and not the daze of countless wine bottles he drowns himself in to get out of this dreadful nightmare.