#opm reader insert

[honeycomb-fics]

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Fandom: One Punch Man

Pairing: Saitama x Female!Reader

Word Count: 1.2K

Slight NSFW/ Minors DNI (Contains: Drunk Texting, Accidental Nude Text)

Summary: Saitama asks the reader for a picture of the flyer for the super sale at the market and gets more than he bargained for.

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**I feel like i have to put this disclaimer here i do not condone sending unsolicited nude photos- this is a work of fiction**

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It was a hot summer afternoon and you found yourself sprawled out on your living room floor, three beers into relaxation mode, soaking up as much of the air conditioning that was weakly spilling in through your run down wall unit. It was almost unbearable the way your shirt was sticking your sweaty back, you casually stripped yourself of the half soaked garment deciding that decency didn’t matter today. You lived alone anyway, who cares? Summer was the absolute pits, you thought to yourself just as your phone buzzed from across the room.  

You groaned at the thought of dragging yourself across the floor to grab the phone but when it buzzed impatiently again, you gave in. You grabbed your phone to see two texts:

Saitama 🥚: > Send me a copy of the super sale flyer for the grocery store near you. Can’t find mine. > HEY?

The only thing your friend was ever incredibly demanding about was the sale day at the grocery store. You had to admit, your local store had some really good deals, but you did not understand how he was willing to brave this heat wave to get them. The man was something super human that was for sure. You admired his dedication to getting the best price and hurried yourself to rifling through the stack of papers on your table.

Saitama was lucky you had a soft spot for him because you were entirely too drunk to be doing this right now, you thought, as you finally grabbed the right flyer checking the date. You quickly snapped a picture, not even checking if it was blurry.

You: >As you requested. Always, your humble servant [2 images]

Saitama 🥚: >Thanks.

After your task was completed, you again tossed your phone and laid back on the floor sprawling out trying to bask in the weak, tepid air blowing from the wall unit from you as you could. You mentally chastised yourself for not begging Saitama to pick you up some more tea or even beer at the store as compensation for texting him a measly flyer. You were almost out of anything relatively refreshing and were on the verge of having to bear the heat wave yourself. Your body had just started to relax and you could feel yourself begin to drift off to sleep when your mind recalled ‘[2 images]’.

What the heck did you send Saitama besides the photo of the sale? Your mind was scrambling trying to think of what was most recently in your camera roll when you felt all the blood drain from your face. Remembering your late night “photo shoot” from the previous night. On occasion, when you felt like boosting your self esteem, you would take rather risqué photos of yourself. Nudes. You never intended them to see the light of day, let alone send them unsolicited to your friend. You didn’t exactly mind the idea of Saitama seeing you naked but this is not how you intended that to ever play out. He had never given you any indication that he was interested in you either other than a few offhanded jokes, but you had always taken them at face value, jokes.

Frantically this time, you scrambled across the floor towards your phone hoping that the second image that was sent was just a meme or at the worst a screenshot of the most personal conversation you’ve had about your feelings for Saitama with your friends. Anything but your naked torso.

You were relieved that the first image you sent was indeed the requested flyer, at least you succeeded at sending that. Your finger hovered over the second image, afraid to face the truth of whatever happened to be behind it. As the image opened, your horror increased, the only saving grace was that it was one of the more tasteful shots you had taken that night. The photo was from your neck down to your waist, you had opted to use your hand to cover your nipples and push your breasts together for what you, in that moment, considered the perfect shot. Even now, you thought it looked pretty damn good but very inappropriate considering the situation.

You were really sweating now. You tried to take a few deep breaths remembering that he did respond to the text, simply just saying “Thanks”. Maybe he was going to just let it go and act like it never happened, saving you the mortifying experience of having to explain why you sent him a half naked picture. You couldn’t actually picture Saitama being angry or disgusted with you, all things considered, if he didn’t like the picture he would probably just delete it and move on with his day. But your conscience wouldn’t allow you to personally not address it and at the very least apologize.

Your catastrophizing was cut short when you heard a sharp knock on your apartment door. Frustrated, you let out a groan and kicked your feet against the floor at the fact you had to get up again. You got to your feet and stomped over to the front door, not even bothering to toss back on your sweat soaked shirt, it was probably just some solicitor you were going to have to chase off anyway. When you opened the door and saw Saitama standing there with his bags of groceries in tow, all you could do was stand in the doorway with your mouth agape. You did not miss the way his eyes quickly ran across your half dressed body and disheveled state.

“Oi. Are you just going to stand there or are you going to let me in?” Saitama asked with an annoyed expression, shuffling his shopping bags around, “It’s like a thousand degrees out here.”

You moved aside allowing him to brush past you into your apartment. He quickly kicked his shoes off and began to make himself at home in your apartment as he usually did. It surprised you at first just how comfortable he seemed everywhere. You wondered if he ever got nervous about anything. He opened your refrigerator and started putting some of his items inside.

“I’m going to be here awhile so, I need to use your fridge,” He explained giving you a quick glance, haphazardly shoving his eggs and pork onto one of your shelves.

“Just make yourself right at home,” you replied plopping back down on the floor.

“Nice tits, by the way,” Saitama continued conversationally pouring himself the last of your iced tea, “Did you mean to send that?”

Your eyes widened and your cheeks burned with embarrassment. You couldn’t even begin to form a response to his blunt question.

“You don’t have to be weird. I liked it. I just want to know if you meant to send it,” He said as he sat down beside you, stretching out on the floor.

“Well, no. I didn’t mean to send it,” You admitted, “But, uh, I am glad.. that you liked it.”

The quiet that followed your admission was unbearable. You could hear the ice clinking together in Saitama’s glass as it slowly melted and shifted.

“Wait.. is that why you said you would be here awhile?” You suddenly questioned, breaking the silence.

He looked over at you with a blank expression, “Yeah, I thought you wanted to uh.." Saitama made a crude gesture. One of his hands making the shape of an ‘O’ with the index finger from the other hand pointed towards it, "ya know? But if you don't, that's cool too.”

You laid back and threw your arm over your eyes and laughed at the turn of events, “Oh, I mean I definitely do.”

[gatitties]

Can I get a one punch man saitama genos and garou accidentally saving a female reader from a villains or monster attack and the reader becomes madly in love with them and like stars following them and clingy to their art etc

─Saitama, Genos & Garou x reader

─Summary: You think that the person who saved you needs all the love in the world even if it was an accident.

─Warnings: none

─ In this world of heroes and villains you consider that you have a superpower, the superpower of being in the wrong place at the wrong time.

─ Somehow you find yourself involved in battles that do not concern you, being just another civilian who is rescued, it has happened to you several times, but you usually go unnoticed and flee from danger before someone decides to use you as a hostage.

─ It didn't happen like that when Saitama saved you, although he didn't even see you, he destroyed that huge stone that was going to crush you when defeating a villain, your eyes could only look fascinated at the shine of his bald head and his bored expression.

─ You thanked him in different languages and he just gave you a thumbs up without knowing how to respond when he didn't even notice you in the first place.

─ He was certainly happy thinking that he had gotten a fan, but you went a little too far.

─ You went crazy looking for information about your now favorite hero and love, you sighed every time you saw him knock down enemies with a single blow.

─ Saitama met you more times a day than he did with Genos, and he lived with the cyborg.

─ You always tried to start a conversation with him, no matter how brief, you love the simple interaction.

─ Saitama will run away from you, seriously, he appreciates your letters and gifts but you are reaching an extreme, the man wants to lead a fairly peaceful life and you are a whirlwind of emotions.

─ Genos got a taste of his own medicine when he prevented a pile of rubble from falling on you, he hadn't noticed that you were the only person there, he just diverted the pieces of building for a battle strategy.

─ You didn't need anything else, once he realized that there were civilians, he apologized and helped you get to the nearest hospital to check if you had any injuries.

─ You were creating imaginary scenarios with the cyborg throughout the medical checkup and immediately sought to have more interactions with him.

─ It's difficult for Genos to reject some of your offers once you manage to establish some kind of friendly relationship, although he feels that you are being a little suffocating with your affection.

─ Appreciate your enthusiasm and affection, but seriously, relax a little, his brain will short-circuit from the amount of love you show him.

─ This boy has zero experience in romantic relationships so he is a little lost when it comes to reciprocating at first.

─ You will take care of that as long as he ends up accepting you as a partner, since he is still confused by your sudden appearance in his life, especially when he has such clear life goals, he doesn't know if you could distract him from his occupations.

─ He doesn't want to make you feel bad so he won't ignore your signs of affection like Saitama, ironically he has more heart than his bald friend.

─ In general he is a good boy and he will accept your love bombing, but he also has clear goals for himself, and he lets you know if you really want to be part of his life.

─ This idiot surely saw you and he was even the one who planned to use you as a hostage, but someone beat him to it and put a knife against your throat before he could do anything.

─ Fuck everything, the cheap villain was his priority now and he forgot about you, no one would take away a target even if it was a hostage, speaking of capricious boys…

─ Of course the whim of fighting your captor indirectly saved you, although he didn't look at you when you fell to the ground or help you after he broke the other guy's face, but your heart experienced an instant crush.

─ Garou had the feeling that someone was after him after that day, he thought that some rival was after him only to find... you with a love letter in your hands?

─ You looked at each other in an uncomfortable silence and he decided to leave without saying anything, but your spirits did not falter, you tried by all possible means to spend as much time as possible with him to establish a relationship.

─ The man simply got used to having you by his side, ranting about anything or receiving compliments for any little thing he did.

─ He was so embarrassed, not only because the sight of him as a villain would be destroyed, but because he was not used to receiving so much praise and affection.

─ You may have a rather negative reaction towards your love, he doesn't feel confident enough to start something and you also came out of nowhere, but now that he knows you a little more he won't kick you out of his life either, at least for now…

─ Don't expect any signs of affection from him, he's a tough guy and has to look tough.

─ He constantly reminds you that he's not a good person and what his goals are right now, but he gives up when he sees that the look in your eyes clouded by love, won't scare you away so easily, although he might like that.

[dinodaweeb]

I am once again asking for genos x reader. Will I receive🤔

ofc pookie 😩💗🫶 anything for you. But here is the price for not being specific teehee!! Hope he wasn’t too odd :>

STAY WITH ME | One-Shot

Slight?Yandere!Genos x Gn!Reader

Summary: You get hurt, Genos goes apeshit. (Yippee!)

The night was cool and quiet, oblivious to the chaos that was about to unfold. You were out for a walk, enjoying the calmness of the evening, when you heard the distant sounds of a battle. Your heart sank; you knew Genos was out on patrol, and the thought of him in danger always filled you with dread.

Foolishly, you ran head first following the sound.

You quickened your pace, your curiosity getting the better of you. You hoped to catch a glimpse of him in action, but as you rounded the corner, the scene that greeted you was far more terrifying than you could have imagined.

A massive, grotesque monster towered over the street, its eyes glowing with malice. Genos was there, his body already showing signs of damage as he fought with relentless determination. Half of his was peeled off from what was probably and you watched his eyes widened when you got his gaze. You watched in horror as the monster’s attention shifted from Genos to you.

“Get back!” Genos shouted, but it was too late. The monster lunged towards you, its massive claws aiming to strike.

Before you could react, you felt a sharp pain as the claws raked across your side, sending you sprawling to the ground. Blood seeped through your clothes, and a searing pain radiated from the wound. Your muscles contracted and it hurt to breathe.

Crimson liquid spilled from your side. You tried to move, but your body refused to cooperate.

“No!” Genos’s voice was raw and the intensity of his voice was shocking. In an instant, he was by your side, his eyes wide with panic as he assessed your injury. “Stay with me,” he pleaded, his voice breaking. “Please, stay with me.”

You tried to speak, to reassure him, but the pain was too overwhelming. Your vision blurred, and darkness threatened to overtake you.

Your eyes started to shut.

Genos’s expression shifted from desperation to a silent rage. His animosity was leaking through his figure, his golden eyes dim with ire. He turned towards the monster, his body lighting up with energy. “You’ll pay for this,” he grunted, his voice filled with deadly promise.

The fight that followed was a blur of light and sound. Genos unleashed his full power, his attacks fueled by emotion. Didn’t matter if his limbs tore off or he was losing his energy by the second. It hurt you. The monster stood no chance as he tore it apart, his strikes defined and developed. The ground shook with the force of his fury, and within moments, the creature lay defeated, its body reduced to smoldering rubble.

With the threat eliminated, Genos rushed back to your side, his face covered with blood and grime. “Hang on,” he whispered, his hands trembling as he carefully lifted you. “I’ll get you to safety.”

You felt the warmth of his embrace, the steady hum of his heart as he carried you. The pain was still there, but his presence was a comforting despite the situation.

Genos moved with a delicacy you admired. His speed bringing you to the nearest medical facility. The doctors sprang into action, and you were whisked away, leaving Genos to pace anxiously in the waiting room. Time seemed to stretch on endlessly as he waited for news, his mind racing with a thousand what-ifs and fears.

Finally, a doctor emerged, and Genos rushed to meet them. “How is—” he began, but the doctor held up a hand to calm him.

“They’re stable,” the doctor said. “We’ve managed to stop the bleeding and treat the wound. They’ll need time to recover, but they’re going to be okay.”

The relief that washed over Genos was palpable. He sagged against the wall, his eyes closing briefly as he let out a shaky breath. “Thank you,” he said, his voice thick with emotion.

When he was finally allowed to see you, he approached your bedside cautiously, his usually confident demeanor replaced with hesitation. You opened your eyes, offering him a weak smile. “Hey,” you whispered.

Genos sank into the chair beside you, taking your hand in his. “I’m so sorry,” he said, his voice cracking. “I should have protected you.”

His head hung low in shame.

“You did,” you replied, squeezing his hand gently. “You saved me.”

He shook his head, his eyes filled with regret. “I couldn’t bear the thought of losing you. I allowed you to get hurt.. what kind of hero does that?”

You reached up to touch his face, your fingers brushing against the cool metal. “I’m here, Genos. Thanks to you.”

He held your hand to his cheek, closing his eyes. “I’m yours.”

“And you’re mine.” You grinned.

“I swear I’ll never let anything happen to you again.”

“I know,” you said softly. “Just… stay with me.”

“I will,” he promised, his voice a vow.

“Always.♡”

[lexsssu]

Lucky (Saitama)

Flufftober Day 28

TAGS: Saitama/Wife!Reader

“Why the hell are you all eating hotpot at someone else’s place like it’s your damn right—”

“Anata, don’t be rude. They’re our guests and friends,” before another protest could leave your husband’s lips, you stuffed a steaming piece of cooked meat into his mouth to silence him.

“It’s been a long time since we had so many people visiting. The house feels nicer like this.”

Leaning against the bald hero’s side, your smile reached ear to ear at the antics of your friends as they fought for their favorite morsels. All the time you spent away from Saitama and Genos while you trained your powers had taken its toll on you. Being able to share a warm meal with them and so many new friends was the cherry on top.

“If it’s not too presumptuous of me to ask, do you have any plans of having children soon? I’m sure Genos would be thrilled to have a little sibling to dote on—”

“DOCTOR!”

“Don’t make me wait too long for a grandchild, Saitama-kun. There’s no telling how long these old bones can last—”

“...My wife and I aren’t your kids, Bang. And what we do behind closed doors isn’t any of your business.”

“But I was her shishou for a time, and I’ve adopted her in all but name. You wouldn’t refuse a frail old man’s last wishes, won’t you?”

Despite all the hardships you’ve dealt with, there’s no denying that you are lucky. Gazing over your assortment of family and friends only further affirmed that.

[the-daiz]

Speed-o’-sound sonic, falling inlove?

Genre; fluff, hcs

pairing; Speed-o’-sound sonic x reader

A/N: THIS IS VERY LONG, I REPEAT, VERY LONG HEADCANONS!!! Anyhow no joke I’ve been obsessed with sonic for like 2 years now. Like non stop, its actually insane, I HATE THAT HE’S SO UNDERRATED MAN, i need more content of him 😞

There are only 2 possible answers: protective OR full blown unhealthy obsession (aka yandere)

me personally, I’m more leaning into the Protective maybe stalker-y instead of the obsessive sonic. Sonic in the show honestly navigates his emotions better than most of the people in my life so…

He’s hesitant at first, almost unsure of what the hell he’s feeling. That little flutter in his chest, that almost ghostly force that pulls his gaze towards you, that sharp yet gentle impale that strikes him in the chest whenever you catch him staring. It almost irritates him.

perhaps he was sick. Or maybe his subconscious was picking up on something dangerous emitting from you that he couldn’t sense…? Whatever it was, it kept pulling him back to you, whether it was to watch you walk through the streets as he hid in the shadows, (he convinced himself that you were up to something and planning for his downfall so he must keep an eye on you.) Or “bumping” into you while you’re grocery shopping. (He blushes when you wave at him) or even pass by your house and watch you as you sleep (wtf??? Well in his defense he only watches you for a minute or two then leaves haha)

When he picks up nothing weird about you, or nothing that would point to you being a threat to him, he starts becoming increasingly frustrated by these new set of emotions. He honestly takes a moment to himself to think, maybe while he’s training or taking a bath in a lake.

Sonic may have lived most of his life isolated in a ninja village, but it wasn’t like he never heard of romance (though he does detest it and deem it a waste of time, space, effort, strength, anything you could think of, really…) and he’s definitely seen it with how comfortable people are with PDA in the outside world.

but when he realizes… DENY AVOID DENY AVOUD, well, only for awhile, when he realizes that denying these feelings weren’t going to do anything but intensify them and even interfere with his day-to-day life. He decided he had to accept those feelings, and inturn, overcome them!

In order to overcome these feelings, he needed to understand why he had them to begin with. So he stalks you. Ten times more than he used to. Watching your every move, every decision, EVERY TURN. Picking up on every little quirk and action you did, the good ones, the bad ones, the embarrassing/awkward ones… and he found he was infatuated by all of them.

“why am I getting so much goosebumps these days… It’s like someones breathing against my ear.” -Y/N

Those minute-or-two stares at you while uou were sleeping, became longer as he memorized every smooth end, bump and feature on your enchanting face.

he tried to approach you after he realized his feelings, but oh, no, he did not expect his heart to be beating this fast, or his face to feel this hot, or his hands to feel this sweaty. When you spot him and give him a very normal greeting. He’s frozen in place and so incredibly hot. He dashes off with no further explanation, leaving you confused, but not questioning too much since he wasn’t the most normal individual from the start anyway.

Everytime he tries to say anything to you, he just stumbles and stutters, then quickly disappears in sheer humiliation.

He decides to just avoid you, but he can’t even do that with the way his mind keeps nagging at him about you. Constantly making everything he sees somehow trail right back to you. Oh do you see that? It’s a black bird! Y/N wore a black coat that one day. Is that a shoe? Mannn Y/N loves [shoe brand name]. *Sonic staring down at his hands* …Y/N has real nice hands- FUCK

One thing tho is that his interest in you doesn’t completely consume the rest of his life, he still can manage his life as normal as possible along with his training and rivalry with Saitama, it’s just a lot more of his time is spent thinking about/stalking you.

after lots and lots of trying , he found that he couldn’t get rid of the constricting feelings in his heart. And he didn’t even want to anymore, he almost adored how it made him feel. How you made him feel.

his love language is acts of service, he’s not good with physical touch or words of affirmation. So instead of trying to have a conversation with you, he starts doing more stuff for you. Watering your flowers when you forget (how does he know you forgot?? Creepy.) sweeping the dust away from your balcony with his speed. Or maybe help you with grocery shopping once he finally stops stumbling over his words as much.

How I’d imagine he’d confess, is if you confronted him first, considering his over all personality and lifestyle, the way he acts towards youis definitely not normal, its not hard to pick up on that. He denies it at first, just for a little while cause he is kind of embarrassed, but after realizing this might be the only way to successfully confront his feelings, he does confess to you, but isnt really romantic about it. More like “Yeah, I’m interested in you.” And just looks elsewhere with his brows arched downwards as usual, waiting for whatever your response might be.

OR

If he stays stuck with his feelings for you to the point he can’t handle not really engaging with them (and I mean like holding hands or being close to you in general…) he’ll confess, again with the same blunt attitude but he’ll be more awkward about it like, I kinda wanna hold your hand sometimes, or stand next to you, or stare at your face, I think?

or he just kills you (and falls into a deep state of depression, Ill write about that scenario later, maybe)

ANYWAY, when his feelings are reciprocated, he’s just like “why??” not because he’s actually confused on why you like him, well, he is a little confused, as he is not the typical lover boy… but he mainly just wants his ego to be stroked by the person he’s been crazy over for the past few weeks.

again, his love language is acts of service, (and quality time now that he can be as close to you as he wants to be), so he’ll mostly do stuff for you, get your handmade gifts, and little stuff like that. He’ll always sneak into your house through your window, even if there was no problem with him coming thriugh the door. And he just stays there with you. Whatever you’re doing, he’ll just sit there and watch you do it, as you talk to him about your day. It makes him feel at ease, and the warmth he feels sprout in his chest when your voice reaches his ears, or when your bewitching eyes gaze lovingly into his, it makes him feel like he’s about to melt at the spot.

one thing you notice is that he often gets a bit sleepy or dozes off when he’s with you, even if its the middle of the day. It shows how at peace and how off-guard he is around you.

He’s not the romantic type so don’t expect him to give you nicknames, unless they’re insults.

as unexpected as it may seem, he rarely ever hurts your feelings. He’s very vigilant, and has stalked you long enough to know what upsets you and what doesn’t. So although he may be protective and slightly possessive over you, your relationship isn’t really “toxic” or even unhealthy.

if you’re a yapper, then you’re in luck, he LOVES listening to uou talk or gossip or info dump, and he actually listens very well. He doesn’t talk much on his own, you guys can have long conversations though, that’s no issue. But long, solemn silences aren’t a foreign thing in your relationship

but also, when he does talk its mostly about himself, his improvements, and stuff, he lovess when you acknowledge his achievements, especially if he didn’t point them out. I told you, he loves having his ego stroked, especially by you.

as for physical affection…no PDA, lets just get that out of the way, but away from prying eyes… He’s desperate, rough, aggressive and so so needyyyy. His kisses make you feel like he’s searching for something in there istg, you have to tap him aggressively a few times on the shoulder to get him to pull away before you suffocate to death. A lot of the time, your kisses don’t just end at short, simple, cute “kisses”, they lead to makeout sessions quite quickly.

He’s the cockiest, most narcissistic bastard alive btw, loves teasing you like crazy… but that’s all I’m gonna say.

anyway he love love loves you and would kill for you, very very literally.

him from one of the latest chapters omg he’s so pretty im kicking my feet and twirling my HAIIRIIRIRIRID

[garoumylove]

Just posted the new chapter of Love/Hate if anyone is following 💖

You can find it here on AO3 :)

[scary-senpai]

“If you aren’t dangerous then you are merely harmless, not gentle.” BRILLIANT. May I borrow that?

Every time I see Garou compared to a wolf, it reminds me of the correlations between wolves and gentleness, the idea that only something capable of great harm can be gentle, because if you aren't dangerous, than you are merely harmless, not gentle. Gentleness is a choice, a deliberate decision to sheath claws and hide teeth.

I think it's the idea that he could never be capable of such a thing that drives Garou to try and become the ultimate evil. If he can never be seen as kind, then he'll bare his fangs and lash out instead.

[zykamiliah]

so let's get one thing straight. airplane's original outline had no plans to make the original shen qingqiu luo binghe's soulmate. that is false.

in fact, in his original outline, Bing-ge hadn’t even had a romance plotline; he had been doomed to fade away, alone and unaging forever. airplane extra part 4

but the conversation that's confusing and can initially make you think he could be saying that bingqiu was part of his original outline is the last conversation he has with sqq in the novel's finale.

"Compared to writing the kind of stallion guy who’s everywhere on Zhongdian, it’s better to portray a male lead like the current Bing-ge, whose life is full of mishaps, whose personality is a bit more complex and full of contradictions and conflicts—that kind of weirdo. That’s more in line with my writing philosophy."

here he's talking about what kind of protagonist he would have liked to write about- basically a flawed character full of complexity like the current binghe. here he's telling sqq that he much prefers this version of binghe than the stallion protagonist that didn't have much substance.

now that part that gets misinterpreted the most is the following part. sqq asks sqh if his writing philosophy is about writing gays (bc ofc that's the part he's fixating on lol) and after sqh goes on about how pure literature favores gays, he says this

“Cucumber-bro,” he said, impassioned, “if the System hadn’t selected you, a loyal and die-hard reader, I’m afraid the plot would never have been distorted to this extent, right back to the outline I discarded. I wasn’t able to withstand the loneliness in real life and caved to financial pressure, so I chose to finish Proud Immortal Demon Way in accordance with others’ tastes. However, thanks to you, everything that I wanted to write has already played out before me. Cucumber-bro!” He clapped Shen Qingqiu’s shoulder solemnly, filled with deep emotion. “You are the chosen one, and my career is at last wiped clear of regrets!”

so, what are the things that were discarded in favor of writing pidw according to the fanbase's tastes? well that would be all the hidden backstories, characters and subplots that sqq unearthed: qijiu's backstory, sj's character complexity, tlj and zzl, the opm being the actual villain, lbh being a complete weirdo-- sqh doesn't say this, but since bingge is kind of his own self-insert, it's obvious that he's a repressed gay in the same way that sqh is. and since bingge was his self-insert, his original idea was for lbh to end up alone, with neither a harem or a fated person.

[dancingaura925]

As an experiencedTM danmei reader, I've come across many genres, and I feel like that the one genre that the SVSSS fandom needs to exploit is the interstellar genre. Why? Because it'd be fucking hilarious. Hear me out:

In the original work, Luo Binghe is - instead of part demon part human - is part zerg part human. Zerg, if you aren't familiar, is basically the interstellar genre's version of reallyyyyyy strong aliens, and depending on the author, can range from actual literal beasts to human-like creatures with insect features to just straight up humans with nice-ass wings, which can then have different degrees of autonomy due to this hivemind they've got with the Zerg Queen. Basically, nobody has any clue on what a proper Zerg should be, but nobody cares :D

In addition, these stories often have a human empire dedicated to fighting against these Zerg. This may include a main planet where the emperor lives and other planets with different nobles, territories, military bases, etc. It almost always has a research lab on the main planet that usually have some sort of dastardly scheme related to the main plot. On top of that, these empires are very militaristic, with mechas and combat and mental power and all sorts of interstellar travel

...

Do you see where this is going?

Once upon a time, Tianlang-Jun (perhaps the descendant from the Zerg Queen) and Su Xiyan (a researcher) fell in love with each other in the research facility. SXY was assigned to TLJ because the research facility wanted to know how to harness the Zerg Queen's power to once-and-for-all wipe out the Zerg race. However, once the two got together, they started to plot how to get out and along the way, LBH was conceived. OPM, the ex-head researcher got FURIOUS and badabing badaboom, you've got SXY on the run before sending LBH to another place to survive.

Fast forward a lot, LBH shows up at the Cang Qiong Military Academy, which is split up in different divisions under different commanders. For LBH, he goes to the Qing Jing division where he is led under General Shen Qingqiu, someone who often boasts of his own mental power and lies and takes other people's credit to get to the lofty position he is today.

When LBH is training, he starts standing out in unusual ways. His physical prowess is through the roof, but his mental power is abysmal, which is bad because that's kinda how you use mechas, and often, physical strength can be enhanced with mental power (kinda like cultivation). So LBH is bullied, harassed, etc, and all the while, SQQ is like "this dude is a beast/derogatory".

Insert a long few years, including a Zerg invasion with none other than Sha Hualing. You go, girl.

When the Empire's Military Academy Tournament (could not think up a name rn) shows up, he's sent to go and instead of being sent into the Abyss, he's sent through a wormhole to a Zerg-infested place, where he learns more and stuff. Wowee!

He comes back with revenge on humans and stuff and integrates both the humans and Zergs under his iron fist. The fight against the emperor takes up like a hundred chapters or whatever.

So that's the OG version. Now, let's insert a millenial mess that is SY as SQQ and see how he handles being in the military. He better put to use that military training Chinese kids are put through.

On the other hand, if you wanted to take a completely DIFFERENT direction, have LBH be a test subject in the lab and have SY transmigrate into a researcher. LBH was supposed to be a human weapon, designed from intentional breeding. SY, knowing LBH will break out and cutely demolish the human race, tries to befriend him, teaches him everything. LBH, despite being a weapon designed to destroy the Zerg race, falls in love. And then he breaks out. Cue drama and kidnapping.

[gatitties]

can you make a scenario where saitama accidentally makes his s/o cry and he just panicking and tryin to calm down or makes his s/o laugh (But do whatever seems right in ur opinion!)

Please and thank you!

─Saitama x reader

─Summary: Luck is not on your side today, you just hope you can rest and return home but it seems that you are more sensitive than you seem when Saitama makes a joke, don't worry, he is still your personal hero.

─Warnings: none

It wasn't a good day for you, the alarm clock didn't ring because Saitama broke it ─again─ and as a consequence you arrived late for work, getting scolded by your boss. As if that were not enough, the rest of the work was a bit of a disaster, your body did not seem to react correctly to the stimuli and you were clumsier than normal.

When you returned home you couldn't buy your favorite sweet, you had hoped that the food would make your day a little better, but the disappointment of not finding your favorite dessert only made you sink deeper into your misery, you stepped in a puddle, dirtying some of your pants favorites, a cat scratched you when you tried to pet it, you stepped in a dog's poop when turning a corner...

You were accumulating a lot of things that drained your mood to a minimum, the only thing you hope is to get home and for Saitama to shower you with love, hugs, kisses on your face… any show of affection right now would improve your day, you didn't expect that could get worse, but you thought about it too quickly.

You know that Saitama is quite sincere and gets straight to the point of the matter, so he doesn't usually soften his words when he speaks ─something he's working on improving just for you─, today he didn't mince a word when speaking as soon as you walked in the door.

"Honey, you stink, did you bathe in poop?"

Saitama's purpose was just to mess with you, he just wanted to say something funny that would make you smile when he saw your discouraged face, since sometimes you mess with each other making jokes, if you had had a normal day you would have laughed and returned him the joke, but that was not the case today.

He turned around when he didn't hear a response from you, a feeling of guilt stuck in the pit of his stomach as he saw how some tears escaped your eyes, he rushed to your side to grab you by the shoulders and pull you closer to him in a hug, he caressed your back gently while you stained his shoulder with snot.

"He-hey, you know I was joking, right? Even if you woke up tomorrow as a worm, I would still love you."

Sobbing a little more before laughing lightly, your breathing hitched due to a strange cry and laughter at your partner's unexpected comment, he began to panic when he saw how you wouldn't stop crying, at this point you were just letting everything that you endured during the day out.

It wasn't until long minutes later where Saitama was racking his brain thinking about what to say to make you feel better that you stopped crying. He still looked at you worried, considering the options of making you tea or giving you a tranquilizer to calm you down, but he discarded the ideas when he saw how you regained your composure, he sat you down and stayed next to you rubbing your back for a couple more minutes, silent so as not to force you to speak until you felt ready.

"I'm sorry for making a scene over something so stupid, I just had a bad day."

"No, it's okay, at least you feel better now, right?"

"Yes, thank you Saitama."

With a new, much more cheerful mood, you lay down on Saitama hoping that at least your sleep would not be interrupted while you snuggled with him, nothing could go wrong tomorrow if it was your day off.

[dinodaweeb]

thoughts on saitama with an airhead lover?

um fucking awesome 🗣️🗣️🚨 omg I need more opm content!! Forgive me if this was not what u wanted 🗣️☝️ but I love comedy

PERMANENT IMPRESSIONS | Saitama x Gn!Airhead!Reader

Saitama stretched lazily on the couch, flipping through channels with a disinterested expression. His usual routine of hero work and mundane errands had left him feeling particularly bored today. Just as he was about to settle on a nature documentary, the front door swung open, and his lover, You bounded in with an exuberant grin.

“Saitama! Guess what I did today!” You exclaimed, bouncing on your toes.

Saitama raised an eyebrow, already bracing himself for whatever unpredictable adventure you had embarked on this time. “What did you do?”

You rolled up your sleeve to reveal a fresh tattoo of a mosquito on your forearm. Saitama’s eyes widened slightly as he took in the detailed design.

“A mosquito?” he asked, puzzled.

“Yeah! I got it to spite you,” You said proudly. “Remember that one mosquito you couldn’t kill? Well, now you have to look at it every day!”

Saitama sighed deeply, shaking his head. “You really went and got a tattoo of a mosquito just for that?”

“Absolutely,” they replied, beaming. “Isn’t it hilarious?”

Saitama rubbed his temples. “You do realize tattoos are permanent, right?”

You shrugged, unfazed. “Yeah, but it’s funny. Plus, it’s just one little tattoo.”

The next day, Saitama came home to find you with yet another new tattoo. This time, it was an intricate design of a robot on their upper arm.

“Let me guess,” Saitama said, dropping his grocery bags on the counter. “You got that because you think Genos is cool?”

“Exactly!” You said, eyes sparkling with excitement. “He’s so awesome with all his gadgets and stuff. I wanted to honor that.”

Saitama sighed, feeling a mix of amusement and exasperation. “You know you don’t need to get tattoos to show admiration, right?”

“But it looks so cool!” you protested, flexing your arm to show off the robot.

Days later, Saitama was unsurprised but still slightly dismayed when you revealed yet another new addition. This time, it was a large cross on your back.

“Why a cross?” Saitama asked, genuinely curious.

“It looks badass, doesn’t it?” you said, twirling to give him a full view. “I saw this design in a magazine and thought it would make me look tough.”

Saitama nodded slowly. “I guess it does look pretty cool. But are you sure you’re not going overboard with these tattoos?”

“No way!” You replied confidently. “I’m just getting started.”

A week later, Saitama walked into the living room to find you looking unusually sheepish.

“Saitama,” they began hesitantly, “I… might have made a mistake this time.”

Saitama raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. “What happened?”

With a deep breath, you rolled up their sleeve to reveal a small, crude tattoo of a penis on your arm.

Saitama stared at it for a moment before bursting into laughter. “What in the world were you thinking?”

“I didn’t notice it when the artist was showing me the design,” you admitted, cheeks burning with embarrassment. “I thought it was just a random doodle.”

Saitama wiped tears of laughter from his eyes. “You really need to start paying more attention before getting these done.”

“I know, I know,” they groaned. “I’m going to get it covered up as soon as possible.”

Saitama’s laughter died down, and he placed a reassuring hand on their shoulder. “You know, despite all the crazy things you do, I still love you.”

You looked up at him, their embarrassment fading. “Really?”

“Really,” Saitama confirmed with a smile. “But seriously, no more impulse tattoos.”

They nodded earnestly. “Okay, okay, lesson learned. No more impulse tattoos.”

“Yup.”

“But, what about an egg on my butt for a tattoo?”

“[Name].”

[opalfairy]

Oh, this gave me an idea! What if SQH, as the only writer/artist that actually notices that the characters are kinda sentiant starts... experimenting. First, he starts communicating with SQQ (still in the water prison) through narrator text. And SQQ starts responding, and they talk and become the worsties we see in canon. But narrating does nothing to change what's going on in the story, since only the 4th wall breakers (aka just SQQ) can see/hear him, so he draws himself, full on self-insert character, and realizes this way he can actually interact with the world and the heroes and villains. (And maybe he gets hurt the first time he meets MBJ and offers his help, maybe that injury carries to the real world, but he cannot erase said self insert character because the publishing house saw how well this mega-crossover was doing and how the public where eating up this meta-fuckery up and told him to keep going)

And now I'm imagining how this single cameo triggered a multi-issue crossover event where the reader learns about the fucked up stuff the Palace Master was pulling from behind the scenes, involving LBH, SQQ, the Junior Heroes, MBJ and his new lackey SQH (because of course Mobei's uncle was doing some shady business with the Palace Master), and maybe even the other Peak Lords. Obviously this event has a name with a gold pun in it.

I want to believe that this time the misunderstanding between Binghe and Shen Qingqiu gets solved relatively quickly and they decide to investigate what's going on in Huanhua Palace, since it directly ties to Binghe's origins, and since the readers love their dynamic (and the tonal shift between what's basically a toon and a serious 90's antihero working together [do they have hamnoir vibes?]), they get their very own series as a mistery solving duo!

For Gongyi Xiao, I vote for him to work under the palace master's hero public persona, but also be part of the Junior Heroes, and in one of his fights with SQQ is that the second slipped and mentioned something he wasn't supposed to know. So of course GYX tells the OPM, since even if he looks harmless, SQQ is still technically a villain, and this is why the palace master has SQQ trapped in the water prison. And this plus other stuff makes GYX doubt the OPM so he starts to investigate as well, and recruits the Junior Heros for that (which is how they find out their favorite villain has not shown up in two weeks). Wait actually, another GYX idea 100% compatible with what I just wrote... what if GYX is actually a clone made with the DNA of Su Xiyan and the palace master (a superboy situation kinda)... except nobody but the palace master (and SQQ and SQH) knows!

A fun prospect for Superhero-themed SV AU's that I don't often see is genre dissonance. Like, Luo Binghe as this edgy 90's style antihero who just straight up kills his enemies and sleeps around and is driven by selfish motives (revenge, ambition, etc) rather than altruistic morality, vs Shen Qingqiu as this kid-friendly supervillain who is "evil" mostly in terms of aesthetics and his ability to make inconvenient problems that are reasonably safe for child heroes to solve. Something like Punisher vs Team Rocket in terms of vibes.

Maybe the reason they meet is because some big publishing house akin to Marvel or DC just bought up the rights to whole bunch of older, discontinued comics titles, and decided to do a Justice League/Avengers style mash-up with a bunch of nostalgia properties and their most recognizable heroes and villains. Which means lots of crossovers condensing several titles into a handful of series.

Luo Binghe's origin always features him as a teenager, so he reboots as the youngest Avenger-equivalent team member in the new continuity. Even in this reboot, however, the writers still mostly go the gritty and dark route with his plots and stick to the same key developments -- his abandonment as an infant, his adoptive mother's tragic death, his tough life on the streets, abusive mentors and backstabbing "allies", and so on.

But Luo Binghe's life suddenly starts experiencing periods of dramatic change in his life when he's brought in for appearances in the lighter, friendlier world of the Junior Heroes continuity. After all, he's a natural choice for tying the two continuities together thanks to his youthfulness. Luo Binghe isn't consciously aware of the fact that he's moving between different titles and different writers. All he knows is that sometimes, when he hangs out with the bright and talented Ning Yingying, he's drawn into "conflicts" with Shen Qingqiu -- the kind of "villain" who will call for tea breaks, never actually hits anyone when he shoots his ray gun, leaves clues for all of his crimes, and can't seem to stop from imparting genuinely helpful advice in between his witty quips and taunts.

When Luo Binghe fights Shen Qingqiu, somehow he never actually gets hurt. Neither do any of his friends. The world in general seems brighter and lighter, as if there is some secret barrier protecting everyone from all the evils Binghe knows only too well exist in the rest of his life. Luo Binghe is increasingly convinced that Shen Qingqiu is the source of this mystical safety net. After all, for an allegedly powerful genius who is able to fool half the world about his wicked aims, he's never won a single fight against a kindhearted but somewhat ditzy teenager and her ragtag bunch of friends!

So what's he spending his actual energy on?

Luo Binghe is pretty sure it's keeping the real evils at bay. Making himself the biggest bad in town, and in doing that, making it so that the "biggest bad" is nothing worse than a slightly judgmental teacher in a pretty costume.

It's not long before Luo Binghe doesn't want to go back to the Justice League equivalent, to his world of misery and strife, even after his visits with Ning Yingying are supposed to be over. Especially as the global stakes of various heroic activities start getting higher, and it becomes clear that the boundary between Shen Qingqiu's safe world and the grimdark reality of Binghe's usual life are getting thinner...

[underqualified-human]

Saitama NSFW Headcanons

Request: Hello O3O do you have nsfw saitama hcs? Hihihi thankyouuu 🙈🙈

A/N: Oh wow look at me actually posting my own works

Fandom: One Punch Man

Genre: NSFW Headcanons

Pairing: Saitama/Reader

Warnings: explicit NSFW,

Pronouns: They/Them

He’s packing a solid 5 inches & is pretty girthy as well

I refuse to believe this man is a dom, maybe a sub leaning switch

He’d be really eager to have his s/o take charge in bed, while he does enjoy being a hero and saving the day he’s very unappreciated and would be very happy with a dom-leaning s/o

Probably has some sort of uniform kink - not school girl uniforms more so uniforms of people in power

He’d also be pretty into roleplay (mostly teacher/student)

Would really like to keep things private- the sex will almost always take place at your house and if you live together he’ll double-check to make sure Genos is far gone

He’s also mildly possessive so he’d be pretty against the idea of a threesome, but he would change his mind after some convincing

He’s also mildly possessive so he’d be pretty against the idea of a threesome, but he would change his mind after some convincing

He’s actually pretty scared to take charge, mostly because of his strength. He really doesn't want to hurt his s/o

On the rare occasion that he is more dominant, he’d require a lot of reassurance

Probably wouldn't tease all that much, he’s pretty impatient in general

Speaking of which I think he’d last about 5-6 rounds, he lasts pretty long as well (he does have a fair bit of stamina after all)

He’s pretty ok when it comes to aftercare, he hasn't had a lot of partners in the past but he’s a quick learner

I’m sorry to say it but he’s a missionary man. His other go-to position is doggy-style or face sitting (with his s/o on top). He’s pretty willing to experiment though.

[garoumylove]

Posted a new chapter of Love/Hate. That's my ongoing GarouxReader fanfiction. Thank you to anyone and everyone that reads!! I really appreciate it 💕💖

Also, I've been inactive due to not feeling very well recently so I'm sorry if I didn't respond to anyone anywhere ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

[hanii-rose]

*cough* yo 🥰! I found myself her again as I fall in love with your writing😶. Ahh... Now to the point🤣🤣 hahaha (sorry), so garou have best friend (female) who is also his crush but didn't addmit , pride you know. But but she met Suiryu😐 (and you know which type he is). Plus she didn't like Suiryu. Rest I leave it to you ☺️hope you understand. Have nice ❤️❤️❤️

A Little Vomit, A Little Love

Garou × Female Reader

Garou nonchalantly walked through the tall forest trees, his hands folded into fists beside him, his karate gi ruffling with each long stride.

He was excited today, a vast change from his usual mood. There was an oddly cheery bounce in each of his steps. Today, he was going to impress you with his amazing martial arts moves and make you instantly fall in love with him. You, the most kind, smart and beautiful girl he had ever laid his gold laced eyes on, would be coming to his dojo for the first time.

The two of you had planned it two days before. You had oh so sweetly suggested that you wanted to see him 'in action' and he had happily obliged to invite you to Bang's dojo. They were going to have sparring matches with other well known dojos so it was the perfect opportunity to showcase his talents. He was skeptical at first, unsure if Bang would allow a girl to be present in the first place. But seeing as to how enthusiastic (and absolutely adorable) you were, the old geezer wouldn't mind having you around. It was best to bring an offering though, just to be safe incase the old fart was blind and completely ignorant towards your unmatched beauty convincing nature.

The bubbling splashes of a rushing waterfall could be heard and when Garou faced upwards he observed the large, bountiful mountains poking up near the horizon. A little further away stood Bang's infamous dojo, the stone stairs stood tall, leading up to the proud face of the facility. He could hear the other members warming up, their grunts and heavy breaths, the pounding of their feet against the thick mats of the room at the command of none other than their master, Bang.

So, he was a little late. Tough shit, he had to make sure he looked extra good today. Although Garou would never admit it, he had looked at himself in the mirror this morning while getting dressed. Like, actually looked at himself in the mirror!

Taking a deep breath, he roughly slid open the dark brown doors of the building and walked in. Numerous eyes fell on him and the carefree expression on Garou's face left, being replaced with a look of intimidation. They all quickly turned away, afraid of their senpai's sharp gaze piercing through them. All but one, of course. Bang walked forward, his hands behind his back, body arched.

"How nice of you to join us, Garou."

He instantly recognized the rickety old voice, he didn't even have to look to see who it was. Garou scoffed, smirking sinisterly. Shoving his hands in his pockets, Garou swaggered past him. Bang sighed, shaking his head and turning back to the rookies, muttering under his breath but not before taking into account the extra amount of gel in Garou's hair. Hm... peculiar.

"What am I going to do with this one..."

>>

Garou had finished warm ups a while ago, now opting to sit out a match to get his head straight. What would he do when you got here? How would he greet you? It's not like he didn't know you. The two of you were good friends, yet he always felt the need to make a good impression on you. Garou thought hard, exploring the options in his head. Let's see...

'Hey there, cutie...'

No, no. That's stupid.

'So, ya' made it huh? Nice.'

Pfft. Please, that's not like him at all!

'Hey baby, ya' wanna blow this joint and head back to my place?'

As if Bang would let him leave early. Tch, stupid old grandpa...

As the clock ticked by and numerous students of other dojos filed in, Garou waited patiently for you, his face pulled into a dreamy dazed expression that hadn't gone unnoticed by Bang.

"Thinking of anything in particular?"

Garou straightened himself out quickly, clearing his throat and avoiding eye contact.

"Ain't none of yer' damn business..."

His sensei huffed, placing a hand on Garou's shoulder.

"Oi, what the hell, ya' old geezer?"

"You seem quite distracted. Anything troubling you...?"

Garou looked taken aback at the sudden question and scowled. Just as he opened his mouth to spit out an insult, the door of the dojo rattled as it slid open.

Garou excitedly turned around, facing it, expecting you to be standing there holding a bag of goodies, smiling your sweet smile and greeting him with your warm embrace.

Instead, he saw a guy, taller than himself and bulkier in build, black uniform and chocolate colored hair, scruffy and pulled into a long ponytail.

Garou's face instantly fell, the sparkles in his eyes disappearing as quickly as they appeared. Bang cleared his throat, walking over to the other boy and greeting him and what seemed to be his sensei. Calling him over, Bang introduced the two to Garou.

He couldn't care less who they were, knowing he'll most likely be sparring with the guy later on. So his name's Suiryu and he trains with his grandpa and sister at their dojo. At least, that's what Bang explained...

"I'll be looking forward to our fight, Garou-kun."

Suiryu stuck out his hand, casting a charming grin. Garou shrugged, shaking it.

"Hm, yeah..."

>>

He had waited and waited and waited. It was around twelve in the afternoon when the last of the members from the other dojos filed in. Garou fought tirelessly and somewhat reluctantly, drawing out the matches so they wouldn't finish before you got here. He climbed up the charts successfully, winning every single match with ease. God Y/N, what's taking you so long?

He really wanted you to see him. He really wanted to see you.

But alas, you were so very late. It was time for a break before the last match. The two finalists stood beside each other, Garou with his hands in his pockets and Suiryu with an everlasting smile on his face.

"Ne ne Garou-kun, did you know that I won the last 3 Super Fight contests? I'm a consecutive champion..."

Garou glanced at the boy next to him, relaxing his shoulders, sighing.

"Then there ain't gonna be problem if I go all out on ya', eh?"

Suiryu chuckled, cracking his neck.

"There won't be a problem at all..."

The two watched each other out of the corner of their eyes, analysing, calculating. The atmosphere had gone thick, the other contestants could feel the fighting spirit radiating from the two finalists, their confidence and opposing personalities clashing in a frightening staring contest.

A soft knock erupted from the front of the dojo alerting Bang of someone's arrival. He slowly trotted towards it, cracking it open, only to come face to face with two excited eyes.

"Hm? We weren't expecting a guest today. Are you lost, little miss?"

You giggled at the old man's tone and politely shook your head.

"I'm Y/N. I'm friends with one of the members of this dojo and he invited me to come and watch him today."

Bang raised his brows, enlightened by your explanation. Now which one of his students could be acquainted with such a cute girl like you? Sour Face? Charanko?

Either way, Bang simply could not let an innocent girl like you into such an intense environment.

"A dojo is no place for a young lady such as yourself, especially this one..."

Bang momentarily thought about all of the things that could go wrong with you here. The boys could get distracted and stop listening to him, the children might ask for a free day (which Bang promised but never really gave) and worst of all, Garou is present and seems to be in an unpredictable mood. It's just not safe...

"Oh, I see..."

You pulled the cutest sad face you could muster up and looked at him. Shiny tears sat at the corners of your eyes as you popped your deliberately shakey lip out.

"I guess I'll just have to finish all of this homemade mochi all alone, with no one but myself..."

Bang huffed and nodded. Ah, he's still not convinced!

"A-and I'll have t-to throw away the homemade matcha pudding with the a-adzuki beans still inside."

You fake sniffled some more, the basket In your hands shaking as you quietly cried near the doorway. You raised your index finger, dramatically wiping a single tear from your eye. You looked up at Bang once again, lashes glistening with the remnants of your salty tears. Bang furrowed his brows and made some random old people noises.

"Young lady, don't cry. If I could, I would've let a nice girl like you in ages ago "

"A-and these premium beef slices that are imported all the way from (foreign country)? What will I do with them? Oh, the humanity!"

Bang grumbled but immediately perked up at the mention of the quality meat that you carried with you.

"B-beef, you say...?"

>>

You had been quietly escorted by Bang to a safer area in the facility, mostly being ignored by the students there. As you radiantly glided through the room, you managed to catch the eye of Suiryu, who momentarily took his eyes off of Garou's intimidating figure.

Your observant eyes latched onto Garou, or the back of Garou at least. Unbeknownst to him, you had just passed behind him, sitting down with Bang and the other grandpa all the way at the other end of the dojo.

You sat down politely, knees folded and hands curled in your lap.

"So young lady, which one of my students invited you here?"

You looked at Bang and then turned to look at Garou again. Pointing in his direction, you smiled shyly.

Bang's eyes trailed the direction which your finger led to, landing on Garou and Suiryu, standing in front of each other. Suiryu, huh? Bang wasn't surprised. Suiryu was a rather handsome fellow, polite and optimistic. Of course he would be friends with someone like you.

Well if a good boy like Suiryu was the one you came to see, there wasn't much to worry about.

"Oh that boy, yes I see. He's not a part of my dojo though..."

You tilted your head in confusion. You were sure Garou told you he practiced at Bang's dojo...

"Eh really? He told me he practiced here."

"That's odd..."

Bang huffed and the other grandpa next to you grumbled.

"Hello there little lady, I'm Suicho."

You turned to look at him and cast him a shy grin.

"Hello. I'm Y/N."

The three of you had gotten introductions out of the way and the two old men seemed to have taken a liking to you. Garou hadn't noticed you yet, too busy intimidating his opponent.

"Um Bang-san, I brought all of this food for today to share with you and your students. I hope it's enough..."

Bang nodded with his eyes closed, a simple smile on his wrinkled features.

"Of course, there's nothing to worry about, most of them have left already. Now, how about you go and speak to your friend over there while I get Charanko to set the mats for us..."

You happily obliged. Bang watched as you ran towards Suiryu, waving your arm and smiling brightly. Ah, young love~

"Garou! I'm here ♡"

Ah yes, Garou...

Wait...

Garou?

Did he hear that right?

Garou?

G A R O U ?

W-what did you just..? G-Garou?! You came to see Garou?!

Bang's eyes turned to the size of saucers as he watched you run into Garou and embrace him from the back.

"H-hey, wha... Oh, Y/N!"

You let go of him and he turned around fully. He couldn't believe it! You're finally here, standing in front of him with your hands behind you, hair pulled back with a pretty little ribbon, long dress swaying as you fidgeted in front of him. You seemed to have lipstick on too, ohhh your lips looked so pretty...

"I'm sorry I'm late! I was busy making the food and I kind of lost track of time..."

You rubbed the back of your head cutely and Garou genuinely smiled, placing an extended palm on too of your head and patting.

"Don't worry bout' it. Ya' kinda missed most of my fights though..."

"O-oh yeah, sorry about that..."

Your face fell a little, brows furrowed and lip popped out. You fiddled with your fingers and played with your hair a little, eyes nervously darting around the room. Why isn't he saying anything about your appearance? Do you not look good? You made sure to look extra cute today...

"Y-you look really cool in your martial arts uniform."

You stated shyly. Garou straightened up quickly, rubbing the back of his neck, a pretty blush decorating his cheeks. You reached up, stepping closer to him, gently grasping his collar and fixing it.

"Yeah thanks, heh."

...

"I um, brought food for you so I want us to share it together. You can even invite your friend!"

Grasping Garou's hand with one of yours, you poked your head around his large frame, locking eyes with a charming gentleman, just a tad taller than Garou.

"Hello there, I'm Y/N. What's your name?"

The unfamiliar boy just stared at you at first, eyes wide in curiosity at your shorter form. But he quickly regained his composure, clearing his throat and stretching a powerful grin.

"I'm Suiryu."

He dipped his head down, grasping your free hand and giving it a light kiss. Slowly, he rose, not once breaking eye contact with you. You blinked, a bit taken aback by his actions. Nevertheless, you invited him over for snacks and he obliged, still holding your hand.

Garou stayed silent throughout your introduction, partly due to the fact that you were holding his hand and he was slightly bashful, but also because he knew that look Suiryu was giving you, that look of sheer interest and fixation, that was Garou's look.

The three of you walked hand and hand back to Bang and Suicho and you signalled for the two to sit down on either side of you. You also lowered yourself to the floor, sitting politely on your knees. Bang and Suicho sat opposite to the three of you, leaving space in between themselves and you three.

"Bang-sensei, I couldn't find the other mats in the storage room..."

Another boy came walking in with some rolled up mats, his scruffy orange hair swaying lightly as he entered the room. That must be Charanko... He's cute, kind of like a dog with all of that shaggy hair...

"We shouldn't need more than six, roll them out here and sit down."

"Yes, sensei..."

After Charanko had set the mats perfectly and had gone to get his water bottle, you began unpacking your food basket, taking out the beef slices and placing them in the middle of the mats for everyone to share. Next came fried vegetables and sautéed mushrooms.

"Garou, fetch the chopsticks and bowls for us."

Garou scowled angrily.

"Why do I gotta Argh! Nevermind..."

Garou momentarily left, coming back with a bundle of chopsticks in his hand and a number of little wooden bowls stacked on his arm. But when he returned, Charanko had already set himself down beside you, replacing Garou. He growled in irritation, his face becoming more and more twisted every second.

"Thank you, Garou."

"Yeah, whatever old man..."

Stupid Bang, stupid Charanko, ruining his chances of wooing you!

Garou grumbled, setting everything down on the mats and sitting beside Bang, directly in front of you. You in turn, took the bowls, filling them one by one with equal amounts of beef and veggies. You served Bang and Suicho first, as they were the eldest in the room. Next came, Charanko and Suiryu.

And at the very end, you sweetly handed Garou his bowl, rubbing one of his shoulders in a soothing motion. Picking up your own food, all of you began eating.

"My my young lady, you're such a good cook."

Suicho complemented, noisily eating the rest of his food.

"Yes Y/N-san, this beef is outstanding. I wouldn't expect anything less from a girl like you..."

Suiryu brought his face closer to yours, dreamily observing you eat. You could've sworn you had seen Garou's eyes glowing red while he loudly crashed his teeth together, chewing and glaring at Suiryu. It was making you kind of uncomfortable. You hoped for an interruption and thankfully, Charanko was here to help.

"Are there any more vegetables left?"

You set your bowl down and happily gestured for Charanko to hand you his.

"Of course there are. Let me fill that for you..."

Charanko hadn't really gotten the chance to see you up close yet, busy doing Bang's bidding and whatnot. So when he finally turned his head towards you, watching you smile at him with your pearly white teeth, glossed lips and caring expression, his brain momentarily short circuited...

He's been sitting next to such a pretty girl this entire time?!?!

"W-w-who are you?!"

You brought your fingers to your lips, chuckling.

"I'm Y/N. You're Charanko, right?"

He vigorously nodded, his cheeks tinged pink, taking his bowl back from your hands. His eyes looked wide, sparkling like a little puppy and you couldn't help but pat his head a little. Charanko seemingly drooled and wagged his nonexistent tail as you ruffled his shaggy, ginger hair.

Garou wasn't even jealous at this point, like seriously, Charanko is weird...

"Oi Garou, you haven't said anything to your friend yet..."

Bang grumbled, putting his chopsticks down and clearing his throat.

"I'll talk to her when I wanna talk to her, what's it to ya', old man?"

Garou huffed, crossing his arms, his brows knitted and lips tugging downwards. You giggled and waved your hand in front of your face.

"Garou usually talks a lot when he comes over to my house but sometimes he just gets shy, right?"

"Is that so?"

Bang looked at Garou and said boy quickly looked away, his pink blush reaching the peak of his ears.

"M-More..."

Hm? Did Garou say something...?

"Sorry, did you want something Garou?"

"I said...I want more."

You nodded but reached into your basket again.

"If you fill up on those now, you won't be able to eat the sweets. Is that ok?"

Garou crossed his arms, turning his head away from you.

"I ain't one for sweets..."

And so you began to fill up his bowl once again after handing Charanko his plate of veggies back.

"Ne ne Y/N-san, did you know I love sweets? I don't mind any kind..."

"Oh I see, then please, help yourself..."

You carried out various traditional wooden boxes, placing them neatly on the mats.

"I made a lot because I thought there would be more people here so eat as much as you guys want ok?"

You reassured, taking out some sweet syrup to drizzle over the pudding.

"That pudding looks splendid. Where on earth did you acquire such talents, Y/N-chan?"

Bang inquired, delighted by the way the pudding jiggled.

You shrugged, pulling up a slice of pudding and placing it on Suicho and Suiryu's plates.

"I don't have much to do at home except study and help my mom around the house so I try to learn and perfect new recipes."

"That's very admirable, Y/N-chan. Learning new things is a great way to use your free time. Don't you agree, Garou?"

"Y/N can do a lot more than just cook, stupid old man!"

"Ah, is that true Y/N-san?"

Charanko spoke with his mouth full of strawberry mochi.

You shook your head out of modesty, smiling sweetly as everyone thoroughly enjoyed the food.

"Y/N-san, I heard somewhere that food tastes better when someone feeds it to you. I would love to test that theory out, in the name of science, of course..."

Suiryu held up his spoon, winking. You had heard that saying before and to be completely honest, you wanted to know if it was true or not too. Alright then...

You opened up your beautiful glossy lips, tucking a strand of loose hair behind your ear, leaning in towards Suiryu's spoon.

KHWAP...

You blinked, surprised. The piece of pudding had vanished from the spoon, now tumbling around in Garou's mouth as he gobbled it up.

"Ahhh, tastes like shit when it's from you."

D-did Garou just...?

"Garou my boy, I thought you said you didn't want any sweets."

Garou didn't answer, smugly grinning at Suiryu, who had an irked smile of his own.

"Garou, it's ok. I understand. I know you're shy when it comes to sweets and cutesy things but trust me when I say that no one will think you're soft if you eat some dessert. You can have as much as you want, no one will judge you!"

You exasperated, balling your fists and putting on a determined expression.

"Ah, that ain't why I don't want any "

"Yes Garou, Y/N-chan is absolutely correct. Here, have some of mine!"

With that said, Bang quickly grabbed a new spoon, taking a large portion of pudding, he shoved it into Garou's mouth before he could protest, although Garou seemed to try to push Bang's force off of himself.

It was so cute to watch, you couldn't help but squeal.

"That was so cute! You two look like family, ooh I think I'm gonna faint!"

Garou looked at you incredulously. You...you like that kinda stuff, Y/N?

"Grandpa Suicho, me too, me too!"

Suiryu scooted closer to his grandpa, grasping his arm and tugging like a child.

"Alright, alright, settle down..."

And just like that, Suiryu also had a heap of pudding in his mouth.

"Aww, cute!"

The two boys seemed to scarf down the sweets that their respective elders shoved in their mouths, chewing and making an overall mess on themselves and their senseis'.

A hushed grumble erupted from next to you, prompting you to look at the source of the noise.

Charanko poked the matted floors of the dojo solemnly, one finger under his wobbling lip, squatting and teary eyed.

"W-who's gonna feed me...?"

"Oh..."

You patted his back, getting his attention.

"It's no big deal. I'll do it."

Picking up some mochi with your index and thumb, you fed Charanko to which he delightfully chewed, blushing cheeks and all.

"Ahhhh, you were right Suiryu-san, food really does taste better when someone else feeds it to you..."

Suiryu watched in disdain as you continued to feed the last of the mochi to that orange haired wimp.

Garou on the other hand, had enough of Charanko.

"Here, you like bein' fed so much? Take this then..."

With that, Garou flipped the pudding box onto the poor guys face.

"Oi Garou! Look what you've done, you troublemaker!"

Bang raised his fist to wack Garou across his head but you stopped the situation from escalating.

"There wasn't much pudding left anyway, Bang-san. Don't worry about it. Garou, if you wanted mochi you could've just asked, I would've given some to you too!"

Charanko had scurried off somewhere to wash his face, his expression cowardly in front of Garou. You looked at Garou with your brows furrowed, concerned at his attitude.

Garou growled, aggressively crossing his arms.

"Y/N, ya' came here to watch me! Yet, ya' haven't even seen me beat one loser here!"

You chuckled nervously, trying to calm Garou down.

"Is that why you were so aloof this morning? Because Y/N-chan came to watch? Is it also the reason behind all of this gel?"

Bang asked, turning towards Garou.

You looked at Garou with surprise. Does that mean...?

Garou's ears reddened, burning with embarrassment. He smoothed out the gel in his hair, fidgeting under everyone's gaze.

Suiryu cleared his throat, diverting attention away from Garou to which he was mildly grateful for.

"Now that we've all eaten, isn't it finally time for our last match? I'm getting very impatient..."

Suiryu abruptly stood up, placing his hands on his hips. He sent a smirk Garou's way before bending downwards until his nose brushed against yours.

"Y/N-san, watch me, okay?"

You leaned back, away from his hot breath and nodded uncomfortably. Garou slowly rose from the floor, his striking eyes glued to the scene in front of him.

"Oi oi, Y/N's here to watch me. Get yer' own audience..."

He pulled you by your wrist, meaning to move you farther from the tall asshat that stood in front of you. But alas, he had hugely underestimated the force of the pull he had on you, thus pulling you onto his chest.

Your cheek collided with his skin, and blinked, confused of your position.

You heard a loud drumming noise, getting quicker and quicker, and the your skin suddenly started to warm up as you pushed yourself off of Garou's warm body.

Was that his...heartbeat?

You looked up innocently and to your immediate surprise, Garou's cheeks were flushed, decorated with a ravenous red tint, ears taking the same appearance. Even his chest seemed to be of a pinkish hue.

Woah, Garou was blushing! Because you bumped into him! He was blushing because of you!

Garou's eyes darted from you to the floor, his hand coming up to his chest, gingerly rubbing the area where your head had been.

Bang cleared his throat catching your attention.

"Prepare yourself for this match, Garou. It won't be an easy one. Especially if you're trying to impress your little lady friend..."

Garou scowled, still quite red-faced.

"What's that supposed'ta mean? What do you know about impressin' girls, old man?!"

Bang said nothing, turning around in a suave fashion, straightening himself out and running a calloused hand through his silver locks, casting a smouldering look in your direction. You giggled, stepping next to Bang as he set his hand on top of your head, patting you.

Curse that old man! How's he so good at...at whatever that was?!

>>

Garou and Suiryu both took their stances opposite to one another. The audience, you, a now fresh Charanko, Bang and Suicho, sat by the wall, keen to observe the brawl that was about to commence.

Garou cracked his shoulders, rubbing and stretching as you marveled at his body. It was embarrassing but you really couldn't take your eyes off of him. He tightened the black belt around his abdomen, making his clothes press up against his form.

Suiryu on the other side of the room also stretched, his stretching more jovial and light-hearted than Garou's. He grasped his foot, pushing his leg up with his hands and stretching it all the way until his leg reached his ears. He stayed in that position momentarily, sending you a flirty wink once he caught your eyes on his pose.

Garou growled, taking your attention off of Suiryu and back to him. He smirked at you, licking his lips. You fidgeted in your place, rubbing your thighs and knees together. What is this feeling...? Why did the two of them keep looking at you like that? Boys are really weird...

"The both of you should know the rules by now. Let's have a fair and clean match."

Suicho explained, arms folded with a stern expression. Bang nodded and sighed, nodding twice to let Garou and Suiryu know the match had just begun. Garou took his stance, his body moving with purpose, precision and strength. Suiryu followed, his technique being more languid, with fluidity running through his bones.

Both boys huffed, eyes locked in a vicious stare.

Suddenly, they both jumped up, their legs in the air as they both kicked, chopped and wacked one another. Suiryu harshly kicked Garou's side, to which he responded with a block, twisting his leg and knocking Suiryu's tooth out with his elbow. Suiryu stumbled back, grasping his chin and smirking. Garou turned around quickly, his eyes sharply on you. He smiled lightly to which you reciprocated, waving. Without warning, Suiryu swung at Garou, his fist tightly balled. His fist collided with Garou's solar plexus, the impact sending Garou a few feet back. Garou staggered a bit before bending over and retching. Oh no...

W-was that Garou’s puke?

Everyone watched in shock and disgust as Garou expelled the last of the food he had eaten prior to the fight. He sluggishly wiped his mouth, looking up, thoroughly surprised and embarrassed. Suiryu callously snickered behind Garou, who seemed to remain silently furious.

Before Suiryu could process his thoughts, Garou's foot smashed into Suiryu's side, knocking him over and triggering his very own puke session.

Bang rubbed his temple, frustrated. Suicho followed with an exasperated sigh. You on the other hand, cringed at the repulsiveness of the situation. Charanko almost couldn't believe his eyes. Garou...threw up in the dojo!

"What in the world is happening today, Garou?"

Bang asked, voice stern and eyes narrowed. Suicho questioned Suiryu similarly, arms folded. You observed in concern while Charanko looked on with a weird grin. You nudged his side with your elbow, annoyed.

"You shouldn't laugh when people are having a tough time."

You whispered, angrily. Charanko nodded, wiping the happy expression from his face.

Without another thought, you rose from your seated position and approached Garou's disoriented form. Gripping his arm gently, you gingerly rubbed your palm onto his cheek, patting it lightly.

"You guys should take a break. Come sit down with me."

Gesturing to Suiryu and dragging Garou by his arm, the three of you sat down to where you had previously sat.

"Oi Charanko, get two buckets of water and washcloths. They'll need it. And when you're done with that, you can clean up the mess..."

You offered to help him but Bang had said that this would be good training for Charanko and waved him away.

You sighed sadly, feeling somewhat responsible for the incident today. The two must've gotten sick from eating your food...

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Bang-san, Suicho-san..."

The respective elders raised their brows, surprised at your sudden apology.

"I'm sorry Garou and Suiryu."

The two boys looked at you with their brows furrowed, confusion laced with their features. Your shoulder dropped sadly as you became visibly disheartened.

"I should have known eating so much before a big fight would cause something like this... I hope you can forgive me."

You spoke shamefully, bowing to the elders.

"Y/N-chan, please. Nobody anticipated this. Pick your head up."

Suicho replied, patting your head. Bang made a sound of agreement, pushing some of the loose strands of your hair away from your face. Nodding shyly, you turned back to the two boys who had concerned looks on their faces.

"Yeah Y/N-chan, we should've known better than to start fighting right after filling up on all of your delicious food."

Garou nodded, his hand caressing your shoulder, soothing you. Charanko came wobbling in with two metal buckets filled with water and two washcloths hang from his shoulder.

"Here you go, Garou-senpai, Suiryu-san..."

Charanko wheezed and huffed, sweating. You patted his back as a thanking gesture and he stumbled back a bit, running the back of his neck, blushing.

Garou ignored the two of you, too engrossed in his thoughts to care. He lowered himself to the floor, pulling the bucket closer to him.

That was so embarrassing!' he thought, his hands dipping into the bucket with the washcloth. 'She saw me throw up...this couldn't have been any worse'. Hanging the cloth on the edge of the bucket, he cupped some water with his hands, bringing it to his lips, he washed his mouth. Suiryu followed him, wiping his face one last time with the washcloth.

"This fight will be continued at a later date, when there aren't any beautiful little women to distract us."

Bang looked at you with a handsome glint in his eyes and you looked away shyly, giggling softly. Garou grumbled something, annoyed.

"Yes, it's about time we leave, don't you think, boy?"

Suiryu dejectedly sighed, nodding. His shoulders slumped forwards sadly as he came closer to you, holding out a hand.

"Y/N-chan, your number, can I have it?"

You shook your head gently, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. Bang and Suicho watched at the exchange of words between the two of you and poor Charanko had been too busy cleaning off vomit.

"My mother said I'm not allowed to give my number to boys. Sorry."

"Oh, I see. Well, is there any other way I can keep in touch with you?"

Suiryu rubbed the back of his neck, a boyish grin decorating his features.

"Through Garou, I guess. Other than that, I don't think so..."

Suiryu nodded, glancing at Garou. Garou glanced back, smirking. 'That's right, you get through me...' .

Suicho and Suiryu bowed, exiting the dojo, Suiryu winking cheekily at you before disappearing over the horizon. You let out a breath of relief you didn't know you had been holding in.

"Garou, go home. Take the day off. Clear your head. And Y/N-chan, thank you so much for your amazing food. I'm sure our guests appreciated it."

Bang picked your right hand up gently, encasing it in his hands lovingly. Your face donned a happy smile as you bowed in respect to the elderly man in front of you. Garou stood with his arms crossed, irritated but remained silent. He knew you cherished moments like these, considering you've had plenty with him...

You turned back around to Garou who had handed you your empty little basket. Pulling on the fabric tied around his waist, Garou loosened the grip of the belt, letting him relax a little in his clothes.

"I really wish ya' could've seen me win today. Instead, ya' had to see me at my lowest..."

Garou sighed, his expression disheartened. You approached him, gently dropping the basket to the floor, brushing his cheek with the back of your fingers.

"Garou, it's ok if you didn't win. It's not like it would've made a difference with the way I see you."

The boy in front of you bashfully scratched his cheek, his mood lighter than what it had been. You had successfully lifted his spirits.

"Hey, Y/N? Did yer' mom really say you can't give boys yer' number?"

You nodded, giving him his answer.

"But don't ya' have mine? Didn't she mind?"

Your arms slowly slithered up his white uniform until they wrapped around his tight neck, ruffling his collar a bit. Garou's hands shakily came to hug your waist, his face pink and pretty.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt me. And anyway, she knows I only give my number to people who are important to me, to the people I love..."

Garou chuckled, fully holding you in a warm, sweet embrace, his nose buried at the crook of your neck, loving the scent of your perfume. You also found comfort in this position, your fingers weaving through the hair that lined his nape. But alas, the beautiful hug was cut short when Bang cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Y/N-chan, you don't think an old man like me could also have a chance at your contact, could he?"

'No, didn't ya' hear her old man? She only gives her number to the people she loves...' Garou thought, priding himself.

'Heh, she'll never give it to ya '

"Of course you can!"

'What '

Bang's tone was light and funny and you grinned, happy to give him your number. He was such a nice old man!

You wrote your phone number down quickly on a notepad Bang had handed to you, smiling sweetly as you gave it back to him.

Garou and you had said your goodbyes to bang and Charanko and exited the facility, walking side by side together, a serene silence surrounded the two of you.

As the two of you made your way farther from the dojo, Garou grasped your hand, stopping you from walking any further.

"I'm glad ya' came today, Y/N."

Garou's hand tightened slightly around yours, pulling you gently to his chest. You shyly looked down, avoiding his soft gaze.

"I wouldn't have missed it for the world, a chance to see you in action doesn't come everyday, you know."

Garou caressed your cheek, gingerly brushing his thumb on your lip, parting it.

"Seein' you all dolled up and pretty like this... I really just wanted to impress ya'."

"You don't have to do anything to impress me, Garou. I'm always surprised at how great you are..."

Your voice had gotten softer as Garou's defined nose brushed against yours. You carefully looked into Garou's eyes, your palms flat on his broad chest.

"Y/N, I...When that annoying idiot told you to watch him, I almost lost it. I didn't grip ya' too hard that time, did I?"

You shook your head softly, pleased with his concern.

"I like when you hold me. I feel warm ♡"

At that statement, Garou's hands came to rest at your shoulders, his beautiful, gold eyes gazing deeply into your honest ones.

"Do ya' really, Y/N?"

Garou whispered in your ear, causing you to bashfully nod.

"Because if what yer' sayin' is the honest truth then, I gotta tell ya' that it ain't any different for me..."

When your gaze finally met his, the sincerity of his words shown through the gold of his eyes. Your lips stretched into a timid smile and you his your face in his shoulder. He chuckled at your bashful demeanor, smoothing your hair out with his hand.

"Y/N, I need to tell you somethin'..."

"Of course, you can tell me anything. We're best friends after all."

Garou gulped, his hands stopped playing with your hair and instead, rested around your waist.

"W-well, what I wanted to tell ya' is that uh, I uh...have feelings for...Charanko?"

You blinked in surprise, mouth agape. Behind you, Charanko wobbled into view and Garou stared at him in confusion.

"Ch-Charanko...?"

"Garou-senpai, there you are! I finally caught up to you two. Bang-sensei wanted me to deliver this to you..."

Charanko stood hunched over, gripping his knees panting and sweating. Garou let go of you as Charanko handed Garou a small paper bag filled with various items.

"I think there's some cough syrup, bandages, Tylenol, Antacid, a container of Tums and bottles of water. He said you might need it due to the whole vomit thing, ya' know?"

Garou chose to ignore his last statement and thanked Charanko.

"Tell the old geezer that I said thanks..."

Garou blushed, rubbing the back of his neck. Charanko pointed at his face, surprised.

"Wahhh, senpai! You're blushing!"

With a death glare, Garou sent Charanko on his way and turned back towards you.

"Aww, look how much Bang cares about you "

"Y/N... I was about to tell ya' my feelings."

Garou interrupted you mid-sentence, his expression serious.

"...About Charanko?"

"W-wha...? No! I just said his name cus' he showed up outta nowhere. I wanted to talk about my feelings regarding you..."

You grasped his hand with both of yours, bringing it to your cheek. You tilted your head, leaning into it, laying a soft peck on his palm.

"Garou, I know..."

"Ya' do?"

You nodded, a genuine smile gracing your features. Garou felt like his heart had stopped, or maybe it sped up, or maybe it was the rushing of his blood to his cheeks which caused him to stumble forward, laying his forehead on yours. He seemed surprised, bewildered even.

"I like you, Garou."

Tilting your head, you laid a gentle kiss on his lips, which remained in an 'o' shape. Garou closed his parted lips, tasting your flavoured gloss on his tongue. You did it again, you kissed him, placing a palm on his cheek after disconnecting from his mouth.

"Y/N... I like you."

You chuckled, still cradling his face in your hands.

"I know, Garou."

"With how I acted today and how that tall, long haired bastard flirted with ya', I thought for sure you were gonna hate me..."

"I could never..."

Garou burst out into a grin, his hands finding purchase in your hair, his nose nuzzling yours. You connected together again, passionate lips softly colliding in a heated kiss. Your arms wrapped around his neck, his own wrapping around the small of your back. You gradually backed into a tree, leaning on it as Garou gently pulled on your dress.

Breathless pants and starry, lustful gazes we're being exchanged between the two of you. Who knows what would've happened if your phone hadn't started to ring.

Who on earth could be calling you right at this moment? Garou growled, suggesting you to leave it to ring but you ignored his breathy request.

"Hello?"

"Ah, Y/N-chan, it's Bang. I have something to say to Garou. Do you mind putting me on speaker?"

"O-oh, of course not..."

With that said, you complied to Bang's sudden request, confusing Garou.

"Oi Garou, I can still see you two from here. If you want to please your girlfriend, take her home. It's getting late. You need rest too. And were you able to wash your mouth out thoroughly with that small bucket of water?"

Garou grew more and more agitated by each passing second, folding his arms near his chest.

"Listen old man, I don't give a rats ass if you see Y/N and I doin' the do out here. Ya' don't have to badger me about that, I'd take her home no matter what."

He spoke, winking at you.

"I saw that too, Garou."

"Whatever..."

Bang abruptly ended the call and Garou smirked, trapping you between him and the tree behind you. He leaned in to kiss you and you giggled, pushing his chest.

"That was so embarrassing! I can't believe Bang saw us..."

"So what? Not like he can stop us..."

You sighed, shaking your head, grasping a hold of Garou's arms, linking it with yours.

"Remember to thank Bang in person the next time you see him, ok?"

Garou rolled his eyes, reluctantly accepting your request.

"Now, take me home, Garou. I want to go home with you..."

>>

Some days later, Garou swaggered in through the dojo doors, confidence oozing from his form. He had just walked from your house where he had spent the night, feeling the most refreshed and alive than he had ever felt before. Scanning the room, his eyes latched onto Suiryu and his grandfather conversing with Bang.

"So ya' came back to lose, huh?"

Garou snidely said. Suiryu chuckled, retorting back.

"You mean like how you lost your chances with Y/N?"

Garou snickered proudly, undoing his black belt and letting his top fall to the ground.

"Lost my chances? When?"

Suiryu looked in shock at Garou's exposed skin, his chest and neck lined with love bites and lipstick stains leading down to his stomach and then to his...

Suiryu's confident look faded and Garou smirked.

"What? Don't tell me yer' givin' up already? Not that ya' ever had a chance anyway..."

The match had begun and Garou had fought exponentially well, being focused and diligent without having to worry about losing you to his competition. In fact, he felt like he had somehow gained strength. The adrenaline pumped through his veins, itching to see Suiryu lose the fight.

Suiryu seemed to be less pompous suddenly, being more defensive, missing punches and swings, barely dodging Garou's expert skills. It was clear who would be winning the match and Garou revelled in the exhilaration.

Bang and Suicho passed each other knowing glances, both elders having experienced what Garou now proudly gloated about. After all, they too were young once...

Poor Charanko on the other hand, anxiously observed the match taking place, afraid of the fact that if the two fighters threw up again, Bang would surely make him clean it.

And you blissfully laid sprawled out on your bed at home, bare and satisfied, counting the minutes until Garou would return and hold you tight in his embrace once again.

Istg life would not let me get back to writing but I pushed through! I'm not very proud of this one but I tried my best. I've been busy with assignments and I recently bought a car so I had to spend time on that as well. But I'm so glad I'm back (＾∇＾)ﾉ

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