#rui kamishiro drabbles©2023

[seirooo0]

eepyhead

Type: Drabbles

Character: Rui lol

Synopsis: You like sleeping a lot for some reason, just like me fr!

Content warnings: Reader is referred to with he/him pronouns, probably ooc I'm not really sure, the setting is in 3rd year Rui + Tsukasa; reader is classmates with these sillies, it's fluff if you squint hard enough I swear

Note: Something self-indulgent I made, nothing really long or big. I love posting once in a blue moon, you will never hear from me again

If there were any words to describe you, it would definitely be a sleepyhead. Waking up, yawning, and going back to dreamland, the cycle repeats that most of your peers who were once concerned now just took it as a trait of yours. Even your boyfriend, Rui, had accepted it, after so many failures of trying to keep you awake for the sake of class.

The situation wasn't far too different today, your head resting haphazardly on your desk as lunch time flew by. Really, you'd rather spend lunch break sleeping away than consuming anything, no matter how unhealthy the lifestyle you're living in is. Although, you did reason that it is to 'conserve energy' for the next classes after break times (but let's be real, you're just eepy). As you sleep and drift away to dreamland, at a distance you could hear (although barely) a familiar loud voice. However, it was difficult to make up whatever they were saying. (something about you sleeping again? Maybe?)

"Rui! Wake him up already! He can't be sleeping until next period again!" The voice screamed. Okay, perhaps maybe it's not so distant or maybe he's just loud as hell. The voice, to which with all your strength, recognized as Tsukasa, poked you mercilessly. But alas, you stayed unmoving, far too stubborn to stay in dreamland it seems. Even though you were asleep, subconsciously you could hear them talking about you as if you were the new gossip subject of today's teens. "Tsukasa, shh!! Don't be so loud, I don't want you to wake my sleeping beauty up!" "Nonsense, Rui! You gotta know he can't keep sleeping all day all the time! It's bad for his sleep schedule, it's unhealthy and you know that!" The bickering continued for what seemed like hours. You're far too tired (sleepy) to keep track of that. You don't care either anyway.

From what felt like an hour or two, you finally woke up from your (rather uncomfortable) slumber. Slowly fluttering your eyes open, the first thing that you felt was the stiff neck and a headache thanks to the hard surface of your desk. The second was the soft, yet undoubtedly large blue cardigan draping over your shoulders, blanketing you from the cold. You took the cardigan off and stared at it for a moment, before smiling and using it as a pillow for your next round of sleep. Thankfully, there was no teacher for today's subject class. So you peacefully slept away, unbeknownst to the fact your lover is looking over at you with a fond yet amused look in his eyes.

"You should really stop indulging him in his habit too much, Rui." Tsukasa said, grumbling behind Rui as the purple head stares at you with a fond, loving look in his eyes. "Oh, don't worry. I won't do it too much, fufu.." "CLEARLY, THAT'S A LIE!!" "Ah, don't be too loud now, Tsukasa. I don't want you to wake my dear up from his peaceful slumber."

My last post for now as I will go ahead and disappear for the next months (until I get another silly idea hahahahahhaha)

[raimoka]

hello can i request the any wxs character with a reader who hurts themselves when frustrated? it's a idea taken by a post from @/pjsk-writin but im desperately craving for a full oneshot sjjfsnd

iii. rui k. — masterlist

FORMAT: drabble

CONTENT WARNING: self harm.

— gender isn't mentioned, i had a clear picture of it but i lost it while writing srry if it isnt that good, you/yourself pronouns, lowercase intended.

PAIRING: kamishiro rui x reader

[author note] this type of things happens to me frequently so i think i might be able to do it correctly — though regarding my confession, dw i dont do it anymore unless im actually too frustrated.

୨♡୧ KAMISHIRO RUI

it was a simple mistake.

a mistake that can perhaps be forgiven anytime, yet it caused you to break down. you were afraid—they'll share you a cold stare, one that you received from your parents frequently every time you made a mistake.

a sting from your arm sent you a sharp pain, however with your vision blurry with tears—frustration perhaps—you were incapable of moving your body. you were a stranger in your own body.

have you ever been so overcome with trepidation that you were incapable of functioning? you had a memory of your parents' cold eyes, one of the rare moments the adults actually acknowledged your existence. It was your driving force to excel– an effort to feel like you were worthy of something, anything, no matter how much you attempted to act as if you did not care. you managed to fool yourself, until now.you were terrified—terrified they will find you worthless after your failure at the major part during the show tonight.

you were terrified they won’t want you. your nails pierced on the soft flesh, which resulted in leaving a mark on your arm, it happened all of the sudden. your head banged against the white colored wall.

it ached, however the stinging within your chest ached more. everything ached, you felt yourself numb from the aching, the tears that streamed down on your cheeks drifted you away from reality.

you have always been the best, and if you weren't the best—

then what value do you hold?

what value do you hold to wxs and perhaps rui?

 it was aching too much. your arms were covered in red marks along your leg. a ring crossed your ear every time your head banged against the wall, you want the pain to end but why were you doing this?

your head aches, an arm wraps around your waist. you weren't exactly expecting an arm to slip around your waist, pulling you close, head resting against your shoulder blades. you hesitated– uncomfortable with the unfamiliar affection, but your body is begging to melt against their warmth. an arm slides around your waist, a hand curling itself into your hair, and then they're holding you tightly; your face brushes against their hair and you breathed in the mix of cheap shampoo and sunshine. they may feel delicate in your arms, but you were the one who feels breakable.

your head rested against their chest. humming you a gentle tune that eased your mind, the void engulfing your heart ached you. their clothes—presumably their top—were slightly drenched from the tears streaming down your cheek.

their body's warmth comforts you. they hush you gently, a strand of their hair falling close to your cheek. and by their voice, you quickly come to a realization. “you can squeeze my hand if you want to, okay?” his words come into a halt, embracing your body closer.

"I, I'm sorry, i'm so sorry—” you stammered with your words, he hushed you swiftly upon taking a notice towards your actions. "shh... It's okay, just try to breathe in.”

“if this is about the show, i promise your fine.” he played with the strands of your hair, tucking it behind your ear.

“please don't hurt yourself, it'll take me and the rest more than a mistake to hate you.”

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tagging; @pjsk-writin — i just felt like i had to since the requester said the work was based on yours ^^