#puzzle shop owner takemichi

[lazysublimeengineer]

awake with your memory over me

Summary: That's a real fucking legacy to leave.

Or Takemichi and Mikey saw each other again after several years after the war between the Kantou Manji Gang & the 2nd generation of Toman. No time leaping has happened. AU.

Characters: Manjiro "Mikey" Sano, Hanagaki "Takemitchy" Takemichi, Chifuyu Matsuno & Senju Kawaragi

(A/N: Dedicated to @tinachan. Thank you for the continuous supports to my works and here is your request. Hoping that you’ll enjoy it as much as I did when writing it. Also, for the other readers, please mind the tags and rating of the story. Explicit sexual content ahead so read at your own risk. This is an AU fic meaning to say that there’s no timeleaping involve here and Takemichi continued to stay in the Kantou Manji timeline. Additionally, Takemichi and Hina didn’t get back together ever since they broke up in the BD arc. This one shot was also inspired by the song, “Maroon” from the Midnights album of Taylor Swift. Lastly, I don’t own anything from this franchise. Respective ownership belongs to Ken Wakui for this wonderful manga and Taylor Swift for this bittersweet yet memorable track).

When the morning came we

Were cleaning incense off your vinyl shelf

Cause we lost track of time again

Laughing with my feet in your lap

Like you were my closest friend

How’d we end up on the floor anyway?

You say, “Your roommate’s cheap-ass screw-top rosé,” that’s how

I see you every day now

The bright rays of the sun came beaming at him when he got out of the juvenile prison.

He automatically raised his left arm on his face as if to shield himself from the scorching heat of the sun as his other hand carried the duffel bag tightly on his grasp.

An audible sigh left his lips as he put his arm away and watched the surroundings in front of him.

12 years had passed.

But it felt like an eternity to Manjiro Sano.

The cold, grey walls and the iron bars on his cell were his mere companions and witnesses to the misery and anguish that he felt and endured every day and night.

He shook his head faintly and drove away those thoughts before it could wander again to the familiar presence that always haunted his mind and made his heart screamed out for his touch and smiles.

Mikey should keep going now.

No one was waiting to pick him up anyway.

And I chose you

The one I was dancin’ with in New York

No shoes, looked up

At the sky and it was

The familiar chime of the bell made his head looked up.

“Stop skipping lunch partner.” Chifuyu’s familiar admonishing voice washed over him and a small smile tugged on his lips.

“Just a sec. I’m almost done with the inventory Chifuyu.” Takemichi replied with an apologetic look on his face which made Chifuyu sighed lightly.

“Is he not done yet?” Senju’s familiar voice droned out as she entered the shop with the bell chiming in once again on the front door.

“Well, see for yourself.” Chifuyu raised his arms in defeat as he sat in one of the available chairs inside.

“You should eat on time y’know? That’s what the doctor told you know when you’re signed out from the hospital.” Senju sighed, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Well, I am going to eat my lunch on time. Just give me a few minutes and I’ll be finish soon.” Takemichi tried to give her a reassuring smile.

Senju sent a silent look to Chifuyu’s direction to which the other held a defeated look on his face and shook his head faintly.

“Well, it better be partner. We don’t want to lose an available spot again on the diner because of the influx of the customers later.” Chifuyu drawled out to which a hummed of assent only left Takemichi’s lips as a response.

“We’ll be waiting for you outside Hanagaki.” Senju added and she motioned for Chifuyu to follow her outside to which they left Takemichi on his own again in the shop.

Takemichi should be used to it by now.

But for some unknown reason a certain mitigated feeling surrounded his chest as each day passed by.

He ignored the feeling and focused on what he was doing.

It’s useless to be dwelling on a wishful thinking anyway.

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed the wine onto me

And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was

The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones

The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon

His faint shadow was outlined on the ground as he stopped in front of his house.

Mikey stared at the wooden gate for a few seconds before he took out his keys and inserted it inside the keyhole and finally opened it.

His eyes wandered on the surroundings as his gaze swept up on the sight that greeted him.

Nothing much had changed except for the slight cobwebs that formed on the sides signaling that a cleanup should start soon to get rid of the dust and dirt that accumulated when no one was looking out for his abode while he was away in prison.

His gaze strayed on the other side of the place and landed on a familiar place of the house which brought a certain ache inside his heart.

A spot where Mikey, Emma, Draken and sometimes Takemichi used to hang out with after school or if there were no gang activities that they need to do for that day.

He swallowed the lump in his throat as the cheerful smiles, playful laughter and the ocean irises permeated his senses. His pace quickened, ignoring whatever noises or memories that had risen from the consciousness of his mind.

He needed to get his shit together.

And the only way to do so was to focus on getting back on track and drowned himself to whatever work that he needed to do to straighten out his life and reorient himself back to the society once again.

He blatantly ignored the way his heart was whispering to him to visit Takemichi.

Even though the pang inside his heart grew wider, he chose to ignore it for the next incoming weeks.

He didn’t need to bother the other’s life which was now peaceful and tranquil.

Not when he repeatedly hurt him previously and shattered his heart into tiny, little pieces.

Takemichi deserved better anyway.

When the silence came we

Were shaking blind and hazy

How the hell did we lose sight of us again?

Sobbin’ with your head in your hands

Ain’t that the way shit always ends?

You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallway

Carnations you had thought were roses, that’s us

I feel you no matter what, the rubies that I gave up

Mikey waved goodbye to the children who were now leaving his dojo.

Several weeks had now passed after he had opened the dojo of his late grandfather and continued running it under his hands.

He was slowly integrating back into the society and the daily routine of his life even though he experienced some difficulties at first as he previously became used to the daily lifestyle inside the prison wherein the guards or police officers where just calling or announcing their daily tasks and they had mindlessly followed it. Then he’d go to his scheduled checkups with his designated counsellor inside the cell.

But right now, this was his new life. His new freedom.

And he had to do things alone. Literally.

He had to stop himself from thinking about Emma or his late older brother to take care of the menial tasks around the house every day.

The cleaning, cooking and the household chores now fell solely on him.

There was a small part of him that was thankful for the change as it distracted his mind from wandering aimlessly to some of the memories that he chose not to dwell in.

Nevertheless, his heart was a traitorous part of himself.

It was stubborn. Determined. And sometimes a foolish organ.

Just like himself.

This should be one of those days where Mikey would treat this day as an ordinary, sunny day melting off from the vestiges of his calendar.

But it isn’t as soon as he decided to leave his house and headed inside the store to see those familiar royal blue eyes that continued to haunt him every day and night.

When I lost you

The one I was dancin’ with in New York

No shoes, looked up

At the sky and it was maroon

“Good afternoon welcome to—.” Takemichi stopped midway and his voice died down upon spotting the familiar face that he never thought would see again.

Those flaxen locks which were now shorter and dyed in jet black.

The once youthful face had now matured with a sharp angle of lines marring on his face that leant him a full-grown look of an adult that haunted him in those previous timelines.

And those eyes…

…those pair of midnight irises that continued to linger on his memories surreptitiously.

Of how he missed those piercing gaze on his frame like he was the only person that mattered to him the most.

Takemichi wanted to cry, yell, or even speak but he found his voice unable to come out as he could only stared mutely at the figure in front of him.

“Hello Takemitchy.”

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed the wine onto me

And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was

The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones

The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon

Takemichi balled his fists to his side as he remained rooted to the spot.

“What are you doing here?” He found himself asking and Takemichi wanted to slap himself for letting those words to slip out from his lips the first time he saw him again.

That’s not what he wanted to say nor ask.

But at the same the simple question was burning at the tip of his tongue.

He remembered the time when he was rushed into the hospital on the brink of his own death after that fateful night of being stabbed by Mikey under the illusion of his own dark impulses.

With Sanzu’s sword impaling him deeply, the only logical consequence for him was dying in that very moment.

Nevertheless, like some unknown joke or an opportunity provided to him by the universe again, he found himself waking up in a hospital bed and staring blearily at the ceiling.

It was all a blur to him but he could make out Chifuyu’s crying face beside him, the doctors and the nurses monitoring his vital signs and the rest of the Toman visiting him quite often since then.

Takemichi gave a wobbly smile that day and asked weakly where Mikey was to which all of them fell silent and some of them looked away from him.

It felt like a déjà vu to him back in the reception hall of Pah Chin’s wedding in the future.

He was expecting another lie again to protect his torn mentality and weary soul from all the bloodshed and misery he went through with them for saving Mikey.

Not until…

Chifuyu admitted that Mikey was arrested by the police and was put into the juvenile prison.

For 12 years.

The verdict was that he’s gonna stay there for 12 years.

Takemichi’s heart was torn to pieces a long time ago and he thought that nothing could ever probably break it.

But hearing those words from Chifuyu made it hard for him to breathe as if his own heart was splintering harshly everywhere.

However, it was unavoidable.

Seeing the crimes, he committed.

It was only a matter of time before he eventually ended up in the same fate as Kazutora.

After being confined in the hospital for quite some time and being discharged, the first thing he did was to visit Mikey in the prison.

But the other refused to meet him.

Not even getting a glimpse of him.

But it didn’t deter him at first. And he continued to visit him and failed to see him every time.

Until Chifuyu almost pleaded at him to stop doing it. His best friend was still worried about the rejection he experienced every time he went out of the visitor’s hall with a lukewarm smile on his face and serenely downcast eyes that almost made his best friend’s heart went out for him.

It was a wakeup call to him.

An event that he needed to realize that he needed to move on and pick up the pieces of his life together.

Without Mikey by his side.

At first it hurts. It hurts like fucking hell. But if it’s the price that he needed to pay for grappling and meddling with timelines just to save him, he’ll endure it. Even if he can feel his heart was being ripped out from his chest at every rejection he experienced every time he tried to visit him.

So, now when he was starting to finally move on from him…Mikey decided to waltz again back into his life like it was nothing.

Was a this a cruel joke from fate that he needed to experience and endure once again?

“I… I wanted to see you Takemitchy…” Mikey’s soft yet hesitant voice cut off his derailing thoughts and Takemichi couldn’t help but to laugh bitterly on it, his sight was getting blurry and eyes were stinging but he refused to let out his tears this time.

He cried so much for him already that it felt wrong to shed tears for him once again.

“That’s funny Mikey-kun because that’s not how you made me feel back then to those times where I visited you in prison.” Takemichi wanted to punch himself for letting the hurt bleed into his words where he wanted to mock him instead.

“Takemitchy…” Mikey started off in an uncharacteristic mellow voice that he couldn’t help but to glance up at him and tried not to catch his breath at the expression he was making. His eyes were serenely downcast and a sad smile was painted on his lips.

“It wasn’t my intention to make you feel that way… I thought that by pushing you away Takemitchy I’m doing you a favor and atoning for the sins that I’ve caused in every timeline which always ended up being terrible because of me. But I guess I didn’t learn any better huh? The things that I’ve been doing to make them right were making things worst… I’ve hurt you time and time again even if I didn’t mean to… But that’s no excuse Takemitchy for being a fucking terrible person to you…” His voice cracked at the end.

“And why are you here now?” Takemichi asked shakily.

“I’m here because I still love you… And I wanted to see you… That no matter how many times I can lie to myself that I should leave you be and this is for the best, my heart won’t shut up about you. I’m sorry for everything… I know it’s too late and this won’t amount to anything for the fucking misery that I’ve caused but I just want you to know I’m still in love with you and there can be nobody else that would make me feel the way you make me felt towards you. But… But… I’ll understand if you don’t want anything to do with me. You’re not obligated to—.”

Mikey stopped midsentence and his eyes widened for a fraction of second as Takemichi suddenly stormed into his spot and pounded his fists into his chest, his head dropping down on his left shoulder.

“Damn you to hell Mikey-kun…! How dare you come back and say that to me! Just as I was… As I was…. Slowly moving on from you then you came storming into my life again unexpectedly…!” A small sob tore out from Takemichi’s lips as tears finally came crashing down from his eyes like a waterfall, wetting the sleeve of Mikey’s shirt.

“T-takemitchy…” Mikey was taken aback but only for awhile before his eyes softened and one of his hands reached up to card through his locks gently.

“I’m still an idiot because… because… the feeling is mutual Mikey-kun. I can’t fall in love with somebody else if it’s not you. I’m a fucking moron but I… I… I wanna take a gamble again with you because I know that you’re worth it…” Takemichi whispered faintly, small hiccups slipping past his lips.

“Guess we’re both idiots then Takemitchy.” Mikey chuckled softly, blinking back the tears that threatened to fall from his eyes. “But I’m your idiot though. And you’re the one who can only hold my heart until the day I die.” He added before he gently pulled away and tilted Takemichi’s face to reveal that familiar crying face of his and those deep blue eyes that he can drown himself in.

His thumb reached out to gently caressed his cheek and wiped away the tears from his face before he slowly leaned down and remove any remaining gap between the two of them and captured his lips in a kiss that’s been waiting for them in a lifetime.

Awake with your memory over me

That’s a real fucking legacy that you see (It was maroon)

Awake with your memory over me

That's a real fucking legacy to leave

Upon feeling the other’s lips against his own, an electrifying sensation shot down through his veins making his body sizzled out in scintillating sensation.

He always just dreamed of it. Those sleepless nights wondering what it would feel like to be enveloped in his awaiting arms once again and to feel his warmth embrace engulfing him.

But now it was much better in reality.

Takemichi’s hands carded along his hair and massaged on his scalp as Mikey backed him against the wall, instinctively deepening their shared kiss when he sensed that the other reciprocated passionately on their tight embrace.

His tongue coaxed at the entrance of his mouth to let him in to which Takemichi gladly do so and opened his mouth wider to let the other’s tongue explored the interiors and sensitive seams of his own mouth. A moan slipped past him as he felt him licking through the roof of his mouth while the other’s hand gently caressed and kneaded on the side of his hips.

“M-Mikey-kun…” He mumbled hotly against his lips as his legs automatically wrapped themselves around his waist for leverage and support because of the overwhelming sensations bombarding throughout his body.

“Hm?” He mouthed distractedly as his tongue was busy exploring the deepest crevices of his mouth which elicited soft moans from the other and his hand was now inside his shirt and mapping the sensitive flesh of his torso which had the other shaking like a leaf against him.

Takemichi briefly pulled away to catch his breath and ended their kiss reluctantly. Nevertheless, Mikey didn’t waste his time and let his eager mouth travelled down on the pale column of his neck where he showered it with heated kisses and love bites.

“Ha… Mikey-kun… C-careful I’m s-sensitive there…” Takemichi moaned out as his hands were now on the lapels of his shirt and gripping it for support.

“I know… But you’re so cute like this Takemitchy… Can’t help myself…” Mikey breathed out as his tongue lapped at the sensitive skin, his hot breaths leaving a trail of fire as his mouth grew bolder and hungrier, going down below his chest where he mouthed the flesh even if is shirt was still on, his other hand gripping his sides tightly to secure his spot on the wall.

“W-would you wanna take this upstairs? Bedrooms on the left side… I d-don’t think it’s wise to be doing this if we’re going to caught by a c-customer…” Takemichi stuttered out in between his gasps and moans.

As much as Mikey wanted to tease him and watch him fall apart against the wall, he was too pent up and wanted to take the blond in his arms right there and then.

“Okay…” He murmured before he pulled away and scooped him up on his arms, not wasting his time as he made his way upstairs going to his bedroom.

The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed the wine onto me

And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was maroon

The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones

The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon

Mikey didn’t waste his time as he proceeded to put Takemichi on the mattress with ease, throwing his shirt somewhere from the ground.

Takemichi watched in rapt attention, mesmerized with the way Mikey was moving, half of his mind was still in a daze and thinking that this must be a dream because he would never think that they would see each other like this.

And if it was a dream, it was one that he wished he would never wake up on.

As soon as Mikey discarded his shirt recklessly on the ground, his hands deftly moved to his pants where he unbuckled it. While Takemichi’s eyes feast on the lean, sculpted frame of the other. He wasn’t bulky or too muscly per se but it revealed on how toned his physique was. That despite being in juvenile prison, he was still involved in strenuous activities that maintained his shapely thighs and well-toned body.

As if by some force urging him to turn around, Mikey slowly faced Takemichi’s direction and found out the other was eyeing him with unabashed admiration and want, his ocean blue eyes turned a tad darker and was swimming in lust and need. A small smirk found its way towards Mikey’s lips as their eyes clashed. Indigo irises meeting his obsidian ones. A shiver ran up through Takemichi’s spine upon meeting his intense gaze. His sable orbs bored right through his soul as if Mikey was seeing through his innermost thoughts and he couldn’t hide anything from him.

“See something that you like?” He asked throatily.

Takemichi couldn’t stop the rosy hues coating his cheeks upon hearing his question and the way he caught him staring like some lovestruck fool.

“Stop being too cocky Mikey-kun…” He tried to warn him but it came out as a soft whine which made the other chuckle lowly.

“You’re still you Takemitchy. And that’s what I love about you.” Mikey murmured softly which made Takemichi’s heart somersault wildly inside his chest.

He could only stare at the other completely mesmerized as he descended and crawled slowly beside him on the bed after successfully discarding all his clothes.

Upon reaching his spot, Mikey stopped right on top of him. There was a soft yet inscrutable expression on his face as one of his hands had reached down to caress his cheek gently.

“S-shut up M-Mikey-kun… D-don’t ruin the moment by being cheesy…” Takemichi grumbled out in a stuttering voice but his cheeks were painted in crimson red but refused to let him know how his words melted his entire being right there and then.

A saucy grin made its way towards Mikey’s face before he leaned down on his face, stopping a few inches from him. “If you say so.” He whispered throatily before he captured his lips in a deep kiss and his hands started to take off his clothes one by one.

A light gasp escaped from Takemichi’s lips but he reciprocated his kiss, matching his passionate rhythm with his own. He couldn’t help but to whined and whimpered softly as he felt the other’s tongue brushing along the roof of his mouth, the ecstasy running through his veins.

Mikey continued in kissing him ferociously, taking advantage of the other’s whimpers and slipped his tongue inside the entrance of his mouth wherein he explored the crevices and sensitive nooks inside of it.

Takemichi trembled underneath him like a shaking leaf as Mikey’s hands caressed every part of his body in a way that left him breathless and wanting for more.

Upon reaching his plump buttocks, he gave it a soft squeeze before one of his fingers had started to breach in his warm entrance which made Takemichi moan against his mouth. His finger circled around his quivering walls expertly, trying to loosen him up when he inserted another finger and began scissoring him.

Takemichi jolted slightly when Mikey hit a certain spot that made him see stars right that instant. It made Mikey smirk.

“Found it…” He mumbled hotly against his lips.

Takemichi briefly pulled away with a drool and lecherous moans leaving from his lips as the onslaught of ecstasy bombarded his senses when Mikey continued hitting on his sweet spot.

“M-Mikey-kun…” He whined needily as he bucked his hips for more, wanting more friction against their bodies.

Mikey continued to abuse his sweet spot repeatedly resulting in the other being a complete drooling and moaning mess beneath him.

“What?” He breathed out as he licked his lips slowly.

“P-please… I-I w-want m-more…” He whimpered against him.

And how could Mikey refuse those bewitching ocean blue eyes and pleading yet sultry voice of his?

If it was another time, Mikey could’ve tease and edge him more but not today.

Not today.

When he wanted him. Desperately.

“If that’s what my Takemitchy wants… then I’ll simply grant it…” Mikey murmured as he slowly pulled out his fingers which resulted to the other whining because of the loss of contact.

But only for a moment as Mikey situated himself on top of him and pulled on his legs on his shoulders. He gave himself a few pumps before he plunged in and breached his sensitive walls with a one, swift thrust which made them both moaned out in ecstasy and in unison.

Takemichi stilled beneath him, the scalding sensation of his member penetrating his insides almost made him melt and split into half because of how thick and wide it was in girth which made him took a deep, shuddering breath as his body shivered from the impact.

On the other hand, Mikey paused beneath him and swallowed thickly. He tried to let Takemichi adjust to their current situation even though his body was screaming at him to take him recklessly and plowed him ferociously on the mattress.

“T-tell me when you get used to it Takemitchy…” He whispered breathlessly, gripping his sides tightly that he swore it would leave bruises tomorrow.

A few moments would pass before one of Takemichi’s hand had rose to cradle Mikey’s nape and brought him down to his face to brush his lips gently against his own.

“Don’t hold back for me Mikey… I want to feel every part of you… I want to feel what your body and heart sincerely wants with me…” He murmured softly against his lips.

And just like a thin thread snapping out of Mikey’s senses, the last vestiges of control slipping instantaneously from his entire being and washed him through the shores of lust and ecstasy.

“If that’s what you really want Takemitchy then I’ll gladly do so…” He mumbled back hotly on his lips and gave him a one, last deep kiss before he pulled away and thrust right back into his scorching heat with intense ferocity and lust that made Takemichi mewled like a helpless kitten beneath him.

“F-fuck…! F-feels good Mikey-kun…! Please don’t stop…!” He moaned out salaciously as Mikey’s thrusts grew faster and harder until he was pounding him relentlessly on the bed which creaked violently from their wild movements.

“Fuck you feel good around me Takemitchy! I missed this…! I missed the feeling of you tightening around me like you’re made for my cock alone!” Mikey groaned out as he held the other’s hips in a bruising grip, the feeling of the other’s walls holding his cock in a vice like grip made him lose his mind and catapulted into the sea of pleasure and need of the other.

“Ngh… God… Feels good… Why’re you so big…! Hit there harder…!” Tears of pleasure streamed down on Takemichi’s face when the other finally reached his sweet spot and abused it repeatedly which made his body went into an overdrive and he came too soon, the splashes of his cum painting their chests in white.

“You came unexpectedly without me Takemitchy? How naughty of you. Guess you’ll lend me a hand to make me come too, right?” A wicked smirk ghosted around Mikey’s lips as one of his fingers brushed along his chest and swiped on the cum towards his lips teasingly.

Takemichi’s eyes widened briefly at the action before a loud moan escaped from his sinful lips when Mikey flipped him over the mattress and his pace grew deeper and rougher, his cock hitting all the right places inside his body which was still sensitive from coming too soon. He continued to rail him mercilessly on the mattress, the blazing heat of their bodies and the cacophonies of their lecherous moans ringing out against the four walls of the room.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Mikey-kun if you keep going on at this rate I’ll come again!” Takemichi mewled out like a bitch in heat but he couldn’t even stop his body from reacting instinctively as his hips were grinding back harder against the other’s thrusts on his body.

“Can’t even fucking stop when you felt so good around me Takemitchy…!” Mikey growled out lowly. “Fuck! I love you! Gonna come soon!”

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck! Please give it to me!” Takemichi whined out before a salacious moan slipped out from his lips as he felt Mikey convulsed on top of him and the hot, scalding sensation of his cum painting his walls in white and filled him up to his brim instantaneously.

A loud groan escaped from Mikey’s lips as he reached his peak and splashed his load into the other’s walls before his knees gave up and fell on top of him.

Their ragged breathing and loud heartbeats were the only sounds reverberating inside the room until he felt Takemichi’s hands carding through his locks which made him sigh out in contentment.

He was almost dozing off before he heard Takemichi’s soft voice in a faint whisper which made him smile and heart soared out in happiness and delight.

“I love you too, Mikey-kun.”

It was maroon

It was maroon

(A/N: My first one shot in this fandom for this year. Not my best but I tried. I’ll prolly work on my in-progress TR fics soon but the succeeding chapters will take time because I’ll be busy with work and career so hopefully you can wait patiently for that. Belated happy new year everyone. Reviews are amusing so let me hear them from you).

[beeing1alive]

Cute headcanons with Tokyo Revengers boys Pt.3

f.t.: Mikey (Manjirō Sanō); Draken (Ken Ryūgūji); Mitsuya (Takashi Mitsuya); Chifuyu (Chifuyu Matsuno); Baji (Keisuke Baji); Takemichi (Takemichi Hanagaki); Angry (Souya Kawata), Smiley (Nahoya Kawata); Hakkai (Hakkai Shiba); Kazutora (Kazutora Hanemija)

Mikey's hands are always warm. No matter how warm or cold it is outside, his hands are always the same pleasant temperature. In winter you can always warm your hands on his. However, his hands are also warm in summer, which means that in summer you can just intertwine your little fingers.

Darken usually has to leave the house very early, which means he never really has time to talk to you in the morning. That's why he always sticks a note on the mirror in your bathroom. Every day it says something different, but usually something like: "Have a great day, be safe, I love you -Ken"

Mitsuya organises a photo shoot for the two of you every few months. One of these couple photo shoots, and it's always super fun, especially because he already knows all the photographers. The pictures that come out are always so cute, and he prints out the best of them and puts it in his wallet.

Chifuyu insists on showing and introducing you to every animal in the pet shop. After closing time, he walks through the shop with you hand in hand and enthusiastically shows you all the animals. After a few months, you know every animal by name and its characteristics. He just loves animals, but he loves you more, he just can't help it.

Baji has got it into his head that he wants to learn how to cook. That's why he suggested that you cook something together at least once a week. He would like to pursue this habit but sometimes he just can't make it, but at least one evening is always reserved (if he can't make it, he feels bad and brings you something from out of town)

Takemichi regularly puzzles with you. He just finds it super relaxing, he already enjoys doing puzzles on his own, but it's a thousand times better with you. You usually watch a film or listen to your favourite music on the side. He could spend hours doing it. Just not having to think about anything, with you close to him.

Angry has a playlist with you, which is full of your favourite songs. He always pays attention to what music you listen to and when he sees how much you enjoy a song, he will immediately add it to this playlist. When you listen to music together, he always puts this playlist on and seeing you enjoy every song makes his heart melt.

Smiley introduced you to his brother first. He just cares what Souya thinks of you because he knows that his brother has a much better sense for healthy relationships. His heart skips a beat when he sees Souya talking to you enthusiastically, his face relaxes a little and he nods to him, and even if Souya didn't like you, he would have loved you.

Hakkai always left one thing in your house when he was with you at the beginning of the meeting phase. Whether it was a hoodie or a packet of chewing gum, just to make sure you'd see each other again. He always made it look like it was accidental, but it never was. He just always wanted to see you again sometime.

Kazutora writes you poems. When he goes to class for you, he usually gets so bored that he starts scribbling sweet words for you on a random piece of paper. Sometimes his texts stretch over several sheets of paper, it's just so easy for him to write how he feels about you. Much easier than telling you, he prefers to show it.

Note: I hope you like it and my requests are open. If you want to read the other parts, here is P.t.1 and here is P.t.2 :3

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[severelystrangewriter]

Opposites Attract (Flufftober 2023 Day 16)

Pairing: tetta kisaki x reader

WC: 380

Warnings: none

Summary: just a kisaki drabble using the prompt "opposites attract"

Note: i had so many ideas for this prompt but i'm not a skilled enough writer to execute a single freakin one of them lmaoooo. i still thought this was cute enough so i pressed post before i could overthink it

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Kisaki didn’t know how it happened. You two were so different from each other that it wasn’t even funny. Kisaki was a ruthless, cunning, cold, and calculating individual who kept his cards to his chest. He was a successful businessman and vice president of his company. You could say he had it all.

But you? You were the complete opposite. You were sweet, almost sickeningly so. You showed genuine kindness to every person you met, you were warm and wore your heart on your sleeve. You were passionate and acted without thinking sometimes. And you were the owner of a small floral shop, not some rich CEO.

It started when he showed up at your shop, looking for something to spruce up his rather boring office when he met you. He thought you were a friend of Takemichi’s. You helped him, eagerly explaining the meaning of a lot of flowers and he even gave you free rein over what to choose after showing you a picture of his office.

He was feeling a little bold and charmed you into giving him your number. Kisaki didn’t know why, but just one simple meeting had him wanting to get to know you better. Both of you messaged each other regularly. You would use several emojis and gifs in your texts and you even taught him how to properly use them too, but he only ever did it with you.

It wasn’t long before Kisaki asked you out on a date, which went splendidly. He didn’t understand it. It was like he was showing you a different side of him, one that no one else got to see. He wanted to make you feel special. You weren’t used to being doted on, praised constantly, and given little gifts, but Kisaki didn’t seem to mind spoiling you. And as more time went by, you only grew closer.

Kisaki’s friends were just as puzzled. Hanma and Kokonoi couldn’t figure out how someone with an icy heart like Kisaki’s could ever fall in love with a warmhearted person such as yourself. Maybe that was just it. You spread warmth wherever you went and Kisaki wasn’t immune to having his heart melted by you. It was all so cliche.

What was that silly saying again? Opposites attract?