#sakura is so cute falls onto the floor

[stunie]

˖ ݁𖥔 ݁ “MY BOYFRIEND IS GONNA KICK YOUR ASS !”

WINDBREAKER BOYS PROTECTING YOU FROM PERVS. ft. kaji ren, togame jo, umemiya hajime, sakura haruka, hayato suo, toma hiragi, kiryuu mitsuki, & kyotaro sugishita x f!reader

sfw. wc: 2.6K. oh how i’ve been wanting to write this since i finished the manga! but individual warnings are below <3

KAJI REN. referred to as she/her, ‘my girl,’ comments about your outfit

“My boyfriend’s real scary y’know.” Your voice falters a bit as you take another step back, hands coming up defensively. “And he’ll be here any moment.”

It’s a lie that you hope sounds convincing— because Kaji coming to save you today may be nothing more than a desperate wish of yours. How would he even find you in a place like this? You’re not sure exactly how much time has passed since you’ve started running, but you’re certain that by now, you and Kaji should have already been inside the bakery, finally getting to taste test the new fruit pastries you’d been dying to get your hands on.

It started off as just a loud whistle your direction, then led to an uncomfortable conversation about how you’re not interested— and that you have a boyfriend. One thing led to another, and somehow you’ve ended up here, out of breath from speed walking and completely lost— and to top it off, the only person near you is the one you’ve been running so desperately from.

You wish Kaji was here already.

“Oh yeah?” The man in front of you takes a step towards you, lips contorting into a sick grin when he sees your hands trembling. “I don't see him.”

Your lips tremble a bit when he reaches you, towering over you with ease. “Don’t you dare touch me.” You warn, “My boyfriend will beat your a—” you yelp as you’re suddenly pulled to the side, stumbling into someone’s chest as they pull you flush against their front.

The familiar scent of candy melts away your fear in a split second.

“Kaji!”

You can tell when you glance at him just once that he isn’t happy. His forehead is damp with sweat, and he looks disheveled, chest rising up and down with labored breaths— he must have been running around trying to find you this entire time.

Your boyfriend clicks his tongue in annoyance, eyes narrowing as he sizes up the man in front of him. “Problem?”

He rips off his headphones, letting them hang around his neck as the man feigns an apology, unapologetic eyes looming over your figure again seconds later. “But y’know man, you should be keeping a closer eye on your girl,” he points to you with a smug smile, “she was practically begging for me to say something with the way she’s dressed.”

“I wasn’t!” You protest, face burning as you tug on ren’s coat. You thought your outfit was cute— and definitely not anything crazy— you double checked. You really did. But he’s pointing at you now, rambling on about how you wanted this— and you can’t help the way tears start to blur your vision.

“Huh?” Kaji snarls, head tilting to leer at the man. The arm around your waist pulls you tighter against his chest, and you hear the angry thumping of his heart. “What'd you say?”

“Okay, okay, I’m leaving now.” The man chuckles in defeat. “I was just joking. Wasn’t gonna actually do something to your girl.” he waves him off. “You should lighten up—”

He chokes when Kaji grabs a fistful of his shirt, pulling him off balance before knocking him backwards, your pursuer falling roughly onto the floor as he winces in pain. “Then get outta here already.” Kaji glares, a stark contrast to the gentle way his hand is pressing against your lower back to guide you away.

“And don’t let me catch you looking at my girl again.”

TOGAME JO. referred to as she/her, ‘my girl,’ you wear his jacket

Togame gives you a sleepy smile as he watches you from Miniso’s entrance, excitedly sorting through the newly restocked blind boxes. He was resting his back against the wall behind him when he caught his first glimpse of that guy.

He’s wearing a dark hoodie, head turning back to shamelessly stare your direction as he passes by slowly. It’s enough to get togame back up on his feet immediately, quickly heading your way just as the man reaches to get a feel of your thighs—

“How shameless.” Togame laughs, big hand squeezing painfully into his wrist. “Tryna bother my girl?”

In any other situation, Togame would chuckle at your obliviousness, your headphones cancelling out any noise as your eye catches the cinnamoroll section, letting out an excited gasp as you head that way. You really had no idea.

“M-my bad man.” He stutters, ripping his arm from Togame’s grasp. “Just thought she was my sister— was just gonna tap on her back to grab her attention.”

Togame raises an eyebrow at the lazy excuse, leaning down until the man takes a nervous step back, eyes darting to the side to avoid Togame’s glare. “Sister? That’s my Shishitoren jacket she has on, no?”

The man feels heavy beads of sweat roll down his face when Togame’s hands curl into clenched fists. “You mean to tell me your lil sis is from Shishitoren?”

“I said it was my bad,” he repeats, chuckling nervously. “It won’t happen again okay? I won’t bother her again.”

Togame’s hands return to his pockets. “Won’t let you off so easy next time,” his voice is low as he steps aside to let him off, “so you’d better keep your distance.”

UMEMIYA HAJIME. referred to as she/her, ‘your girl’

Umemiya instinctively perks up when he hears two voices behind him, momentarily tuning out your gushing about how cute the little plant kits at barnes and noble are.

“….She's probably taken.”

“Is that her boyfriend behind her? Think she's talking to him.”

There's a chuckle between them. “Doesn’t matter. Go tell her what you just said to me when she's alone.”

“What?” The man laughs. “Ask her if i can grab a handful of that ass?”

More laughter.

Umemiya’s jaw clenches, eyes darting back at you in a flash, and he’s relieved when he sees you’re still gushing about the flower kits— completely oblivious to the two men just beyond this aisle. He’s by your side in an instant, arms wrapping around your waist as he rests his chin on your shoulder.

“Oh.” You turn to press a quick kiss against his temple, smiling when he melts into your touch. “Hi, Haji. Did you find a book?”

“Nothing here.” He sighs dramatically, his embrace around your middle tightening just enough for you to barely notice. “But we can grab some of those flower kits.”

“Really?”

“Of course—”

“Hey.” A familiar voice interrupts him with a stifled laugh, followed by a tap on his shoulder. With the roughness, it’s more like a jab— but he lets that slide.

“Ah— your friend, Haji.” Your voice comes off as a mix between a question and a statement.

“Hey, my friend has something to ask your girl.”

Umemiya’s jaw clenches again, and your eyes widen a bit at the sudden change in the atmosphere. The first friend’s hand is swat off of his shoulder in a split second, Umemiya straightening back up to look back at them.

Their first thought is that he’s a lot taller than they had pictured. A lot more muscular too— and they take note of the way his muscles bulge against the fabric of his shirt. “What, you have business with her?”

They flinch at the tone.

“Ah— sorry.” The second friend stutters. “We got the wrong person.”

SAKURA HARUKA.

“Ah— what happened?” Your hands delicately cup Sakura’s face, ignoring the way his cheeks instantly turn into a deep shade of scarlet. “N-nothing happened!” He weakly swats at your hand, a futile attempt to dissipate the heat spreading through the tips of his ears.

“I was only in the bathroom for five minutes.” You laugh. “How’d you manage to get into a fight so fast?”

He stiffens when your arms come to wrap around his bicep, resuming your ramble about some recipe you wanted to try tonight. Macarons…or something. He doesn’t pay much attention, because he knows whatever you end up making will be good anyway.

“—Are you listening, Sakura?”

The clueless look he gives you confirms it. “So you weren’t. I had a feeling— but it’s okay.” You giggle. “But you didn’t answer my question from earlier either. How’d you get into a fight?”

His eyebrows furrow deeply as he decides whether or not he should tell you. “They were….” he clicks his tongue angrily, “they were talking about you when you walked by.”

You can feel his muscles tense as he deepens his scowl, still trying to fight off the blush plastered across his face. “I just gave ‘em what they deserved.”

HAYATO SUO. referred to as she/her, mentions of how you’re dressed

“What a bitch. She was totally asking for it.”

I know— dressed like a whore.”

Suo stands up from the bench outside your local convenience store, hands dusting off the dirt on his pants. You had asked him to wait outside earlier because ‘you wanted to grab him a super delicious snack that he would most definitely love.’

He had a feeling the two dirty men who entered the store minutes later were bad news, so he was already on high alert before listening in.

“That whore— you mean my girlfriend?” Suo’s voice comes out calm, a stark contrast to the sickening anger and pressure he feels building up inside his chest.

“Huh—oh. Yeah.” One of them chuckles, jutting their thumb at the entrance. “That bitch inside your girl? You let her prance around with her tits hanging out for everyone to see?”

He's calm and composed as they size him up, their chins tilting up to look down at him. “She's pretty, isn't she?” and Suo fails to stifle the chuckle that escapes his lips. “Did she reject you too harshly for your liking?”

One of them balls his fists, muttering profanities under his breath as he leans closer to him. “Now how'd you know that? You should really teach that bitch some fucking manners.” He reaches forward to grab Suo by the collar, eyes blinking in confusion when he finds himself spun behind Suo seconds later, feet struggling to find their balance.

“—The fuck did you do?”

“It’s a bad habit of hers,” Suo continues. “I understand it though, not wanting to be around a pathetic thing like you.” The edges of his lips tug into a faint smile.

The other man’s eyebrows twitch, spitting empty threats as he he throws a wide swing, only to find himself reduced to his knees seconds later. “T-the fuck...” he grumbles to himself— he could have sworn he could practically see his fist connect. What happened?

“You'd be better off looking for someone to protect yourself the way I do for her.” His words are mocking as he heads towards the store’s entrance. “And— it'd be really unfortunate if i see something like this happen again.”

TOMA HIRAGI.

“H-Hiragi? What are you doing?”

Your lips are pressed in a nervous line as your hands come to shyly rest on his chest, sucking in a breath when his arms come to roughly cage you against the train’s walls, strong body towering just over yours.

“Do you…need more space?” You whisper, heart racing at the proximity. You can smell his cologne so well at this distance.

Hiragi simply shakes his head, distracted gaze shifting between you and something behind him every few seconds. “It’s okay.”

He swears his stomach isn't churning like this without good reason. It’s not just a coincidence that the same person who he had noticed eyeing you at the boba shop had gotten onto the same train. He could let it go at that, but the same man had been slowly worming his way through the crowd to get closer to the two of you. And while he’s not certain, he thought he saw the man take out his phone and try and angle it beneath you, but not before jolting and dropping his phone onto the floor when Hiragi's hands abruptly slammed against the wall beside you.

The train suddenly rocks, sliding his phone to the other side of the train, and you’re knocked off balance, face slamming against Hiragi's chest. “S-sorry!”

“It’s okay.” He gives you a smile, hand coming to cradle the back of your head and pull you closer. “You okay?”

“I’m okay...” you mumble, rubbing the bridge of your nose. “Your chest is hard.”

He responds with a light chuckle. It’ll be okay like this, he thinks. He’ll protect you with his body for now, and figure out what to do with that guy later.

KIRYU MITSUKI. ‘pretty thing’

“It’s no wonder she doesn't like you,” Kiryu sighs. “You're gross.”

Your mouth is ajar as you stare at the state of the man who was harassing you only moments ago, his unconscious body resting neatly against the wall after Kiryu had dragged him there.

“Sorry you had to watch that, pretty thing.” His hand comes to gently interlace with yours. “But he didn't leave me with much of a choice, did he?”

“It’s okay.” Your voice drops to a whisper. “That was so cool of you.”

His eyes widen a bit before his lips curl into a small smile. “Oh? You think so?”

“Mhm. I don't know what would’ve happened to me if you were there...” your voice trails off a bit.

You really don't know what would have happened, because it's not like you know how to fight or anything. Getting hit on is enough to make you nervous, so a pushy guy like that was too much— you froze up as soon as he started spitting threats after you expressed your disinterest.

There’s a light squeeze around your hands, and you’re reminded of this gentle warmth that Kiryu always brings with him. “Don't worry about it.” He gives you a small smile. “I’ll just need to accompany you more often when you go out. It’s no problem.”

KYOTARO SUGISHITA.

“You’re like a bodyguard, Kyo.”

You giggle at the huff beside you. “How’d you even react that fast?”

It all happened within a second. You were walking beside him, stopped for a brief second to bend down and peer at the plushies lining the shop window, not noticing the man approaching you— his grimy fingers coming to take a peek under your skirt. Before you had even registered the feeling of the cloth moving, there was a loud crack, and the man was on the floor, groaning with his hands covering his bloodied face and a very angry Sugishita on top of him.

“He made me angry.”

Of course he would be. And if you weren’t with your boyfriend, it would be an entirely different story. You’d bring along your assortment of self defense items, ranging from pepper sprays to taser lipsticks— and you’d be a thousand times more cautious. Pay extra close attention to everything around you.

With Sugishita, however, it’s different. You think of it as being able to turn off your brain… or something like that. Whatever lets you truly relax and enjoy your time with him, and it’s always okay because your boyfriend is there to protect you. “Well, don’t be so mad, cutie.” You smile, your fingers reaching to interlace with his as he tenses at the nickname.

“Everything is okay— I’m okay. I’ll even get us smoothies to help lighten the mood.”

He lets you drag him to your favorite smoothie shop in silence— still fuming about the incident. He wonders why you’re not shaken up. Ifnhe had been one second later, that piece of shit would have lifted up your skirt. In public. His jaw clenches at the thought, angry eyes darting at any anyone who dares look your direction.

“Why’re…” his voice trails off, remembering what Umemiya said about toning down his choice of words around others. “Why’re you so happy?”

“Hmm? I’m not too worried.” You laugh. “You’re my bodyguard right? Nothing will happen if you’re here.”

part 2

[cyberpunkgyu]

Power of Love - C.YJ

pairing: flirty yeonjun x cold at first (anti-love?) fem reader!

genre: school drama, angst, fluff (5k words!)

warnings: cursing, strict (a bit toxic and controlling) mom, panic attack (?), not proofread (let me know if there are more)

inspired by true beauty (soojin), all of us are dead, and penthouse.

this is the longest fic i've written :0 let me know what you think!

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yeonjun thinks you are the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

he is aware of your cold demeanor. although that didn’t stop him from wanting to get to know you. he told himself that he would make you his, no matter how hard that is. he is up for the challenge.

you are the school president, having to organize and deal with events, being a member of the opera, and having clubs that you are part of in addition. you have a lot in your hands, so stuff like having crushes or a boyfriend isn’t in your dictionary. there are things you need to prioritize in your life, such as graduating high school, getting into your dream university, and traveling the world. you have a lot of dreams that you want to accomplish, and you weren’t going to let anyone distract you from that, or so you thought.

currently, you were taking some books you needed for your next class in your locker, humming softly to yourself, having your headphones blasting your favorite playlist. closing it, what you weren’t expecting is the famous player, choi yeonjun, behind the locker door, making you flinch, the books in your arms falling down.

huh, how cliche.

you let out an annoyed sigh, kneeling down to grab the books that fell down, as well as the papers that slipped out from it. yeonjun quickly did the same, grabbing them hurriedly. good job yeonjun, way to go.

he stood up before you but held onto your stuff. “give me those.” you tried taking them from his arms but he stepped back, an innocent smile on his face. “well hello to you too, pres.” you let out a soft sigh, forcing a smile on your face. you do not have time for his shenanigans.

yeonjun was wearing a gray jacket on top of his uniform, his favorite headphones around his neck, his hair blue (which he dyed recently), and his usual double small hoop earrings.

“can i please have those?” you asked, keeping your composure, stepping forward closer to the boy and about to grab your stuff once again but he refuses.

“nope! i’ll carry them for you. we have the same class next don’t we?” he turned around and started to walk, much quicker than you as his legs were very long. he stopped when he saw you still standing by your locker, tilting his head cutely.

“you wouldn’t want to be late do you?” smirking, he continued walking, making you groan. what is he up to? a new target perhaps? with no choice, you start to walk after yeonjun, your mary janes clicking on the tiled floor of the hallways.

students gossiped with each other as they saw you and yeonjun walking together (finally being able to catch up with him). “woah, yeonjun and yn. two people i’d never thought i’d see together,” “she’s probably yeonjun’s new target,” and “are they a thing?”

placing your books on your desk, your friend, karina watching your small interaction with yeonjun. “here you go, gorgeous.” he winked before walking towards the back of the room, sitting on his seat.

you shook your head and sat down on your seat which was located at the front next to karina. “what was that?” karina whispered, leaning forward by the edge of her desk to look at you, a playful smile displayed on her lips.

“nothing important.” you said nonchalantly, organizing the books in front of you, placing them on the edge before you wrote stuff on your planner, ignoring karina’s stare.

-

“do you think love is an important part of life?” the prompt on the board pops up, any students now express their opinions.

you raised your hand first (something everyone expects), “yn.” ms. sakura, your philosophy teacher, nods at you.

“i think love is imporant, yes, however, it is not the most important thing in life. love can destroy things in your life, it can prevent you from doing things you really want in life. love can make things worse. your happiness can be found in much better ways, not just with love.” your tone was bland, expressing what you truly feel about that word. love isn’t real anyways.

“i disagree with that,” you heard a familiar voice, making you turn your body a bit, watching yeonjun stand up, his hands behind his back. “i think love is the most important thing in life. no matter how hard life can be, love can keep you moving. you can do a lot of things by yourself, yes. however, it is much more fulfilling to accomplish something with your loved one by your side, supporting you. love is a very powerful thing that can keep you going.”

“wow. good job yeonjun. great words, you should definitely participate more,” you huffed softly, sitting back down, clenching your first on your lap under your desk. “good job too, yn.” ms. sakura smiled softly at you before picking other students.

love? the most important thing in life? what a joke. love is a fucking joke and doesn’t exist.

you were so caught up in your head that you didn’t notice yeonjun staring at you from behind.

-

your heart beats loudly in your ears, watching as your mother frustratedly looks at you from the piano.

“dear, focus! we’ve been here for a whole hour, and you can’t get that one note right?” you closed your eyes for a second. “you have a competition in a week, you need to get this right.”

“again.” you let out a sign and began singing the chorus after hearing her start the piano, which felt like the 100th time already, holding your head up high.

your mother is a perfectionist and competitive. she wants and needs everything in her life to be perfect, including you, her only child. she wants you to always be on top of everyone, to be the best, to be perfect.

she is the only family member you have left, after your dad left for another woman. she tried giving you everything she thought was best. she would schedule everything for you, such as tutoring, enrolling you in additional classes outside of school, and other things that you thought weren't even important. she controlled pretty much everything, but she forgot to give you her affection, and spend time with you without raising her voice.

what seems like forever, you finally finish your practice, quickly walking into your room. you exhaled, pressing your back on your bedroom door after you got inside, wiping the tear that just dropped down your cheek. you sat down on your bed, grabbing the teddy bear that was by your pillows, pressing it on your chest, hugging it tightly. a hug would be nice. but, hugging your small teddy bear was the closest thing that can give you comfort.

you spent the rest of your night by yourself, preparing for another day.

-

yeonjun had been consistent, determined to win your heart. so for the next few weeks, he has done everything just to talk to you or get your attention.

he would find ways during classes to flirt with you, making your roll your eyes. during chemistry class, he would always help you carry things around, and would take over the lab when it became “dangerous” as yeonjun would say.

he always insisted to carry your books to your classes together, and you can’t even say no because he’d walk quickly away, and you have no choice but to follow him.

there was also a time you walked to your first class and you got startled when yeonjun started to sing to you while playing the guitar, your classmates going along with him, clapping their hands with the beat.

he would always compliment or praise you, either how pretty you look or saying “good job” when you get an A on a paper or exam.

although you kept scolding him or rolling your eyes at him, he never gave up, and that actually persuade him even more.

-

as soon as you stepped in the school building, you were blocked by yeonjun with that stupid smirk on his face. it’s as if it was on default.

“morning gorgeous!” you passed by him but he quickly catches up to you. “i bought a ticket for your opera performance by the way, are you excited for it?”

you kept walking, letting everyone go from one ear to another, walking to your first class. unfortunately he was in most of your classes, now having to deal with him bothering you.

sitting on your seat, you quickly organized your desk. as you were about to write on your planner, a very familiar beverage is placed on the corner of your desk, looking up to see yeonjun smiling down at you.

confused, you glanced down at the strawberry milk, which is your favorite drink that you always get from the cafeteria. “what is this for?” you looked back up at him, your brows pushed together.

“for you.” he said, as if it was obvious. your classmates glanced at you two.

“well you don’t need to buy that for me. i can do that myself.” you said with a monotone voice, looking back down to write on your planner, updating the things you need to do and have finished.

“well, i’m not taking it back. so you either drink it or throw it away. your choice, pres.”

he walked to his seat, looking from behind you.

what is this guy even up to? you looked back at him for a moment, him already staring back at you before giving you a wink, making you scoff.

-

staring at the strawberry milk that you held, you contemplate whether what to do with it. i mean, it would be a waste to throw it, and plus, it’s already mine. you thought.

how did he even know what your favorite drink was?

something not many knew about the yeonjun is he had always been attentive, noticing a lot of things from his surroundings. so when he noticed how you’d always buy a strawberry milk from the cafeteria’s vending machine, he kept that in mind. it’s not creepy okay! just the dude admiring you from afar. totally not creepy.

“yeonjun really seems to like you.” karina looked down at the strawberry milk then back at you, laughing softly to herself as you struggled deciding.

shaking you head, “pretty sure he flirts with everyone. he is titled the school player.”

you two were seating on the bench by the rooftop, under the big tree that protected you from the heat. it was breezy at the rooftop which you liked. the cafeteria for some reason made you feel suffocated, not liking how everyone is near one another.

twisting the cap of the bottled beverage, you then took a gulp. you let out a content sigh, admiring the view. though you stayed at the rooftop for lunch everyday, you never got sick of it. you felt relax and free.

“do you not think he’s cute?”

you’d lie if you said no. yeonjun is probably one of the most attractive people you’ve seen. his fierce eyes, cute nose, and his pretty pouty lips. but you can’t seem to admit that. “he’s average.” you lied, taking another sip from your drink.

“pres?” you closed the beverage, the guy that gave it to you now in front of you, then nodding at karina to acknowledge her presence.

“speaking of.” karina mumbled, suddenly grabbing her bag, standing up. “i remember i have something to do for another class, so i’ll leave you two. bye!”

“wait, rina!” you called out, watching her leave the rooftop, sighing to yourself

a smirk on his face. stupid smirk. “i see you decided to drink that strawberry milk i gave you.” a smirk on his face. stupid smirk.

“why are you everywhere?” your tone annoyed, glaring at him. why can’t this guy just leave you alone even for just one second?

“okay, i’m just here to give you a deal.”

you tilted your head, watching the guy suddenly become… nervous?

“go on a date with me.” there was a second of silence and you just staring back at him. of course he expected your response.

“no.” you stood up, grabbing your belongings.

“what. hold on, i’m not done yet.” he pouts, trying to give you puppy eyes. he did look adorable- gosh yn what are you saying?!

he followed you like a puppy as you walked towards the elevator, a pout forming on his lips when you ignored him, deciding to take the elevator of the building instead.

“do you really think i’m mid?” huh, so he was eavesdropping.

you stepped in the elevator, not even being able to close it on the boy as he kept close, following you inside. he’s like a baby duck following momma duck, and he looked exactly like one.

“pres.” he kept calling you out, making your roll your eyes. you looked up at the boy, smiling down on you.

“do you have nothing to do with your life that you keep bothering people?” you scolded, crossing your arms as you waited for the elevator to go down to the first floor, which seemed like forever.

“no, i just want to get to know you.” he said, his eyes remaining on you. yeonjun is someone who aren’t afraid to say what he truly feels, although you weren’t convinced.

“yeah, right. don’t you say that to every girl you see?” you snicker, shaking your head.

“no. i’m serious- oh shit!” he held onto the side railing of the elevator as it shook, the light starting to flicker. his arm quickly wrapped around your waist as you almost fell down, your hands fisting on his uniform, keeping yourself balanced.

you were breathing loudly, suddenly feeling claustrophobic. this is literally your nightmare. out of all the times this damn elevator has to malfunction.

“oh my god.” you breathed out, closing your eyes for a moment, a habit you do when you feel stress, such as when your mother screaming at you for not doing good enough.

yeonjun has been pressing the emergency button, still holding you. his eyes went on you, seeing your panicked expression. “pres? yn?” he gently shook you. you looked so pale it made him worry, sweat starting to form on your forehead.

“hey, look at me.” his free hand placed on your cheek as his arm remained on your waist, finally seeing you open your eyes.

your eyes stared back at yeonjun’s, his thumb stroking your cheek. surprisingly, that slowly started to calm you down. “you’re alright, i got you.” a reassuring smile on his face. how is he good at this?

so you do have things you’re afraid of. he thought to himself. this is the first time he has seen your vulnerable state, and all he wanted to do was hold you and protect you.

the elevator stopped moving, but you kept your hold on him. “i’ll call just call beomgyu to tell someone that we got stuck here.” he was about to let go of you but you grabbed his hand, wanting him to keep holding you somehow.

“keep holding me... please.” he nodded with no hesitation, holding your hand in his as his other hand grabbed his phone from his pocket, pressing under his recent contact.

“beom, can you tell a teacher or someone that i got stuck in the elevator, i’m with yn.” his eyes remained on you as you were in your own thoughts, not noticing how tight your grip was on him. “yeah. hurry up.” he hung up and placed his phone back in his pocket.

he gently tugged on your hand, making you look up at him. “let’s sit down, it might take a bit for them to fix it.”

you complied, both of you sitting down on the carpeted floor, his hold on your hand remained. you have also grabbed your phone with your free hand, messaging karina.

yeonjun was softly smiling at you, glancing down at your intertwined hands. he ignored the butterflies in his stomach, gulping.

“you okay?” he asked you sincerely, giving your hand a squeeze.

“yeah. sorry you had to see me like that.” you were looking down and it was very new for yeonjun to see. shaking his head, he placed your hand that he held on his cheek.

“you don’t have to apologize for that.” you felt your heart soften. maybe you judged him a bit too much. he was the only one who has comforted you like that, an actual person and not just the teddy bear that you sleep with.

the elevator soon started to operate, indicating it had been fixed, and both of you stood up. the numbers decreased, moving down to the first floor. once it opened, it revealed beomgyu, karina, the elevator repairers, and students who were just curious from behind them (or probably to gossip).

letting go of yeonjun’s hand, you smiled at karina who hugged you, asking how you were while yeonjun went to beomgyu who patted his back.

you and yeonjun looked at each other at the same time, giving him a soft smile. “thank you, yeonjun.” you sincerely told him, karina and beomgyu glancing at the two of you. both of them can see how different you acted. karina, someone who has never seen you look so relaxed and calm, knew it was the moment you finally start to open up.

you and karina left the building first, then beomgyu turned to yeonjun who was watching you walk out. the way yeonjun looked at you was very different. it was genuine, not in a flirty way. yeonjun didn’t even realize he was smiling to himself.

-

the next few days has been chaotic. it was the last week for you to practice, and you need to do everything right.

you were able to get through the weekday, and that’s because of yeonjun.

the guy has been placing stuff on your desk with a sticky note on it.

monday: “are you ready for your performance on saturday? wishing you all the luck!”

here’s your favorite drink :)

tuesday: “i was walking to school and saw a cute maltese dog, it reminded me of you.”

wednesday: “halfway there! also, i know this is not strawberry milk. i searched ‘best drink for singing’ on google and it said herbal teas are good. so i got some from nearby cafe. hope it’s alright!”

don’t worry, strawberry milk will be back next week :)

thursday: “kinda heard you practice yesterday, and you definitely have nothing to worry about! i honestly thought i was in heaven, because you sounded so angelic.”

friday: “you must be nervous, huh? but i know you got this. i’ll be there tomorrow to cheer you on!”

i’m sick, that’s why i can’t attend school today. i got the stupid flu. but i told beomgyu to bring these to you. don’t worry about me, i’m doing everything to speed my recovery!”

you haven’t interacted with yeonjun as much because of how busy you were, even during lunch you stayed in for practice, just having a quick meal to fill you up, wanting to have more time for practice. though he understands.

you were able to have quick conversations a bit before class starts and during passing period. it was an odd thing for everyone to see you two interact, but you didn’t care.

monday, he asked if you were feeling better, which you replied with a yes, and he was relieved to hear that. that was what your conversation was about, not knowing what else to say to each other.

tuesday, yeonjun got you not just a strawberry milk, but also a flower that seemed like he picked from someone’s garden, making you laugh softly to yourself. when you would look at him during class, he would always send you a wink.

wednesday, yeonjun not only got you a herbal tea (which you actually really enjoyed), but it also came with a sandwhich. it warmed your heart. no one has ever done that for you.

thursday, he still got you that herbal tea with a blueberry muffin. you now couldn’t wait to go to school, always looking forward for what he has for you.

it is now friday, the day before your performance. you were extra nervous for some reason.

you went on with your day, except yeonjun wasn’t there, missing his absence. you didn’t even realize how much of an impact yeonjun had on you.

he still had something for you even though he wasn’t there, but you now realized that it wasn’t the herbal tea or a new food item that came with it that you were looking forward to, it was him. it was him that makes you excited to go to school.

the last class soon ended and you quickly gathered your belongings before walking up to beomgyu’s desk. “uh, hey. beomgyu?” he looks up at you and raises his eyebrows before giving a smile.

“hey, yeonjun’s girl.” he teased, the nickname making your stomach flip.

“um, do you think i can get yeonjun’s number?”

-

you were sitting on your bed, staring at your phone, having a hard time deciding how to message yeonjun. you would type then press delete. why is this so hard?

sighing to yourself, you then thought of something else. what if you just call him? maybe that’s a good idea.

before thinking, you pressed call, you breathed out nervously.

“hello?”

yeonjun’s voice was very raspy and low, soon hearing sniffles from the other end.

“uh. hey.” you started off, taking your teddy bear to your lap and started to play with its ear.

a gasp left his mouth, hearing shuffling. “pres!” the name made you smile immediately, humming to him. “beomgyu told me he gave you my number, so i’ve been waiting for a text. but hey, this is even better because i get to hear you.”

“i just wanted to ask how you are now? how did you even get the flu?” you laid down, putting your phone on speaker before hugging your teddy bear tightly.

“i’m feeling a bit better now. i’ve been drinking a lot of water and some medicine. i think i got this from my friend soobin, when we shared a drink. i didn’t know he was sick.”

“you have to be careful yeonjun.” you lightly scolded, making him laugh for some reason.

there’s the yn he knows. “i know, i know.”

“well, what about you?” he asked, before he coughed, feeling his throat tingling.

“are you okay? maybe i can just call once you’re better-”

shaking his head, then realized you couldn’t see him. “no. please, i want to hear you. i want to hear about your practice and stuff. how you’re feeling.”

you grinned widely, “i’m okay. kind of nervous actually, but i should be fine.” yeonjun felt happy that you were open about what you were feeling.

“are you-” you started, but cut yourself off. what you wanted to ask was if he’d still go to your performance tomorrow, but you didn’t want to be selfish. he’s sick, so of course you knew he’d most likely stay at home to rest during the weekend.

“what it is?” his voice into a whisper.

“nothing. you should go rest now and sleep. i should probably do that too.”

“yes, of course. good luck tomorrow. you’re good, so you have nothing to worry about. you’re going to kill your performance, i know it.”

“thanks. well, night yeonjun.”

“night, gorgeous.”

surprisingly, you slept well that night with a soft smile on your face.

-

you woke up in such a good mood that you didn’t notice you were smiling walking in the dining room till your mother pointed it out.

"morning, mom." you greeted her, kissing her on the cheek, something you do every day.

"you seem in a good mood today, darling." she said as she had her cup of coffee, tilting her head at you.

your smile slowly faded, sitting down on your seat which was right next to hers, breathing out softly.

"just excited for later." you watched as the maid started to prepare your meal, placing a glass of water before a bowl of your favorite food, a hot steaming congee was placed in front of you. you looked down at it with a bewildered expression.

you haven't even had congee in a long time, and it was something your mom always made you to comfort you, either when you got sick or feeling down. however, she did stop that after your dad left.

"i made some for you earlier. i know it's been a while since i cooked congee, i know it's your favorite. i hope it still tastes the same."

you felt her hand find yours under the table, making your heart soften. "i know i have been hard on you these past weeks, well, in these past years that is. but, i want to let you know i was just trying to do what's best for you. although i think the way i'm treating you these past years has been... not the best and i want to change that."

it seemed like she was struggling with her words, looking up at her. "well, i do have to go now, but I'll see you tonight at the venue." she gave your hand a squeeze before she got up to leave.

you blinked back the tears that were threatening to fall. it felt a bit weird, but it also felt nice. you scooped some congee on your spoon, eating it happily, a smile back on your face.

it seems like yeonjun became your good luck charm.

-

the venue filled up pretty quickly, recognizing a lot of students, parents, as well as opera enthusiasts. all performers busy behind stage, some having their makeup touched up, some practicing, and some just waiting for their performance.

you were currently peaking through the curtain by the stage, your eyes scanning the crowd. you were looking for a specific someone, but you knew that won't happen. you can't help but feel a bit upset, but you knew he had a reason for not being there.

you did see karina with her parents and little younger brother, as well as your mother, which you felt grateful for.

“ready everyone!”

you all went to your places, letting out an exhale, the show soon began.

the show felt so quick, everyone doing their parts flawlessly. it felt so surreal being on stage, the spotlight being on you, singing your heart out. you had always been good at singing, although the way you sung was different. it was full of emotions and it was because now, you have a muse.

a wide smile displayed on your face as you finished the show off, soon hearing cheering and whistling, people standing up from their seats. all performers then held hands, bowing to the audience before the curtain closed.

-

“oh my gosh! you did so good, i’m so proud of you.” karina engulfed you with a hug before giving you a bouquet of flower, smiling excitedly at you.

“thank you rina, i appreciate you coming here.” you said genuinely, smiling at her before glancing behind you.

looking around, you mother smiled softly at you, slowly opening her arms. without hesitation, you quickly walked up to her, hugging her tightly, something you’ve been wanting to do.

“i’m so proud of you, darling. i knew you’d do amazing. phenomenal.”

she stroked your hair, holding you so gently. “thank you, mom.”

“i ordered a lot of food at home. you can definitely invite karina and any of your friends. you deserve to celebrate.” your mom glanced at karina, smiling at her before back at you.

karina walked up to get closer to you, before taking your hand. “is it okay if i steal her for a moment? i have a surprise to show her. i can’t really wait to show it to her.”

“of course, dear. i’ll just wait in the car. here, i’ll take care of karina’s bouquet for you.” you handing her the bouquet before looking at karina, raising your brows before excusing yourself, following the girl.

she led you to a garden, which you were not aware of, looking around in awe. it was full of flowers, different types and different colors. you looked back at her, “you know you don’t have to give me anything.” you smiled softly.

she shook her head before letting go of your hand. “just wait here, okay?” she turned around and left before you could even say anything, leaving you alone in the garden.

there was a water fountain in the middle, and a few benches surrounding it. you took a coin from your purse, standing in front of the fountain, deciding to entertain yourself while you wait for your friend. closing your eyes, you quietly wished to yourself before you opened your eyes, throwing the coin it, hearing a splash. you also then hear quiet footsteps, assuming it was karina, making you turn around.

“i knew you’d kill it.”

yeonjun stood in front of you, just a couple steps away. he has a black mask on, wearing a blue and white thin striped button up long sleeve with a tie, a black pants that paired with it. he looked so handsome even when he had a mask on. you quickly noticed the bouquet of flowers her had, along with a familiar drink, of course your favorite, strawberry milk.

it seemed like everything overwhelmed you, tears starts to form in your eyes.

yeonjun had made such a big impact in your life, he doesn’t even know it. what he didn’t know is you started to form feelings when he gave you that strawberry milk. every day after that, he would be always be in your mind. you even dreamed about him one time, which is something you will never tell him, knowing he’ll tease you about it.

you always thought love isn’t real, but that definitely has changed. this man changed that.

you can’t help but run up to him, wrapping your arms around him, feeling him stumble a bit. “you missed me that much?” he laughed softly, his voice was still a bit raspy, wrapping his arms around you, holding the bouquet in one hand.

your face buried in his chest, not wanting to let go. “i thought you wouldn’t be able to make it. aren’t you still sick though?” you pulled your head a bit to look up at him, seeing him staring back at you. you knew he was smiling even with the mask on because of his eyes.

“just a little bit. i only have a cold now, and just a little bit of cough,” he patted your head softly, “and i needed to come. i had to see you perform. i knew how hard you’d been practicing.”

you were listening to him intently, your eyes full of love, sparkling through the night. you knew you wanted him to be part of your life, to have him meet your mother, for him to be there next to you.

“be my boyfriend.” you whispered, watching as his eyes widened, being caught off guard. he let go of you and just looked at you shockingly.

“wait, what? really?” he smiled, his nose scrunching behind his mask. “oh my gosh.” he placed down the bouquet on the bench nearby him before running up to you, picking you up from the ground, feeling yourself being swirled around.

you giggled, your arms around his neck, closing your eyes. you felt you were on top of the world.

“holy shit. am i dreaming?” he put you down back on your feet, his palms caressing your cheeks.

“so it that a yes or a no?” you jokingly said, laughing softly.

“of course! yes!” he said, the smile never leaving his face. “damn. i wish i could kiss you right now. this flu came at the wrong time.”

without a warning, you pulled his mask down, now seeing his face. his face was a bit flushed, his cute duck lips pink and soft. pulling him by his tie, you smashed your lips on his, a soft gasp leaving his mouth.

he can’t help but kiss you back, his arms around you tightening, pulling you as close as possible.

“wait, you’re going to get sick.” he mumbled through your lips, slightly pulling away, his lips hovering over yours.

“then we can be sick together. i wouldn’t mind.” your hand went up to his face, your thumb stroking his bottom lip, feeling how plump it was.

yeonjun wasted no time and quickly brought his lips back to yours, “you have no idea how crazy you’re making me, pres.”

oh yeonjun, you don’t even know.

[justalonelybitch]

Idiots In Love

Yunjin x F!Reader

Genre: goofy

Warnings: poor attempts at cooking

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Yunjin rubbed her eyes tiredly as she wandered into the dorm's kitchen, a yawn escaping her as she approached the tortuously loud sounds that had kept her from relaxation. The ghost of a smile crept onto her lips when she reached the threshold, eyes landing on you. Your brows were furrowed in concentration as you hurriedly stirred a pan of sizzling food. Various ingredients were scattered around the area, your focus wavering as the boiling pot of water began to bubble up. Completely ignoring the chaos before her, Yunjin carefully tip-toed towards you, a menacing grin adorning her lips. 

You jumped in surprise, a yelp ripping from your throat when Yunjin’s arms looped around your torso. “Fuck! You scared me,” you exclaimed, one hand resting over your thrumming heart and the other playfully slapping Yunjin. “Sorry,” your girlfriend chuckled against your neck, not an ounce of remorse in her tone. Shaking your head in disbelief, your eyes flickered back to the dish you’d almost momentarily forgot about. Yunjin grumbled at the lack of attention, hugging you tighter as she pulled you impossibly closer. Unable to resist the bright smile breaking out on your face, you clumsily turned off the stove. Spinning around in her arms, you lazily slung your arms around her neck, coming face to face Yunjin’s smug grin.

Only the sleeve of your hoodie caught the pot handle, knocking it off the stove and spilling the boiling water across the hardwood floor. Thankfully, the spillage narrowly missed the two of you. “Bro..” Yunjin uttered incredulously, pink lips parted in shock. “Shit, sorry.” You muttered apologetically, frantically searching for a paper towel. “Let me help you,” Yunjin offered, swiping the tea towel laying discarded on the bench. “Thanks,” you murmured, cheeks flushed red at the mess you’d created. You had no doubt that Chaewon would kill you had she been there to witness you in the kitchen. It definitely wouldn’t be the first time she’d tried to ban you from cooking.

Once the two of you had successfully cleaned up after your near catastrophic clumsiness, Sakura swooped in to save your poor, but appreciated attempt to cook dinner for everyone. You and Yunjin landed on the couch with a huff, exhaustion finally catching up on everyone. Silence enveloped you, Yunjin’s head falling to your shoulder where it would rest as you two watched the sun fall beyond the horizon. “Jennifer.” You mumbled, your girlfriend's eyes snapping opened at the mention of her English name. Dear lord, she was in trouble, but whatever for? 

“What did you call me before?” You questioned, brows furrowed as you stared down at her expectantly. Yunjin hesitantly raised her head, slowly- fearfully turning to face you. “I’m not sure I know what you’re talking about,” Yunjin winced when faced with your intense glare, tongue poking the inside of your cheek. “I think you do,” you stated seriously, eyes narrowed in her direction. “I promise I don’t, please tell me,” she frowned in confusion, relentlessly racking her mind for anything she may have done to upset you. 

“...bro. You called me bro.” You stated in disbelief. Shaking her head softly, Yunjin allowed a breathless laugh to escape her lips. “Seriously bro?” Your girlfriend allowed the playful pet name to tease slip past her lips once more, receiving a distasteful glare. “I’m not your bro. I’m your girlfriend,” you complained, forehead creasing in an adorable frown. “I’m sorry baby,” Yunjin mumbled between bouts of laughter, not even trying to hide her amusement. “Jennifer,” you scolded sternly, but to no avail. “You’re so cute,” was all she managed to utter, squishing your cheeks when you pouted. 

Shifting away from her, you crossed your arms over your chest, eyes narrowed at the wall. “Y/nnnn,” Yunjin dragged out, shuffling closer to you, a goofy grin plastered on her features. She repeatedly poked your cheek, but you refused to give in just yet. “Bro…..” Yunjin groaned, smiling innocently when you turned to face her- if looks could kill. “....romantically.” Yunjin finished proudly, and this time you couldn’t resist the smile that tugged your lips upwards, rolling your eyes fondly. She was never gonna let this go. 

i was in such a goofy mood while writing this

[crackedpumpkin]

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Hey guys :) I'm sorry :) This took so long :) I'm currently exhausted :)

-Love, crackedpumpkin

“Where have you been?!”

“I was at SFIT.” You admit, tossing your bag on the neatly tidied bed. Your roommate, Sakura, snorts.

“What, the nerd school?” 

“Hey, they’re pretty chill,” You defend, throwing a quick frown over your shoulder. “Besides, one of them asked me to come in for an interview tomorrow at nine for a new job!” 

“New job?? Don’t tell me…Did you get fired for real this time?” Sakura sits up as her jaw drops, sliding off the beanbag next to you and landing on the floor. “What about rent?”

“Don’t worry, I got enough for this month and the next.” You assure her, pulling out the tips Noah generously gave you. 

“How’d you even go from being fired to having an interview at a cafe just from SFIT? Because if it’s for the cafe there, their coffee is barely adequate.” Sakura sticks her tongue out in disgust. 

“Some guy named Tadashi Hamada has an aunt. He even brought his little brother along — Hiro. He’s a prodigy, I think, but get this: he’s the same age as us!” Your lips tug up into a smile, recalling how he had geeked out about meeting Robert Callaghan earlier, protesting to Tadashi that he needed to enroll in SFIT.

“Oh no. I know that smile. Is he cute?” Sakura sits on the edge of your bed, and you scoff, pulling out some pastries from the cafe in your bag and handing it to her. She takes them with a happy hum. “He’s cute then?”

“He’s…alright, I guess. I don’t know, I’m not looking for anything right now,” You admit, sitting next to her with a weary sigh.

“Right,” She hums through a mouthful of Danish, “Your parents and all. But you know what they say: There’re lots of fish in the ocean, and maybe this ‘Hiro’ guy might end up as your new crush.” 

“Shut up,” You laugh, shoving her off your shoulder, which she leans on, “And don’t get crumbs on my bed.” 

“Yes, mom!” She calls out as she walks out of your room, shutting the door behind her. You shake your head with a chuckle, quickly getting ready for bed. You glance at the clock, excited about the interview, and doze off to sleep.

— — — — — 

“-terview? Y/n! You’re gonna be late!”

You blink your eyes, your vision blurry as you mumble an incoherent sentence. You place your pillow over your head, not ready to leave the comfort of your bed. Sakura sighs. Time for the extreme method.

The silence continues for the next few moments, and you sigh in relief, starting to fall back into your usual deep slumber.

Then the clanging starts.

“Wake up!! You’re gonna be late!!!! We’re going to starve if you don’t land that interview!” Sakura shouts, walking back into the bedroom with a pan in one hand and a wooden spoon in the other, banging them against each other like a gong.

You groan loudly, wriggling back down into your duvet to escape the loud disturbance that threatens to continue. But she moves even closer until it’s right next to you.

“I’m up, I’m up!” You finally protest with a loud grumble, sitting upright as messy strands of hair fall around your face. You muster all the strength you have in you to shoot her a glare, and she shrugs, dropping the pan and wooden spoon onto your bed and leaving.

Sometimes you wondered if you had made a horrible decision in choosing her as your roommate.

You reluctantly leave the warmth of your safe haven, the chilly air of SanFransokyo’s seven a.m. weather greeting your bare legs. You shiver, quickly grabbing a change of clothes and getting ready.

“If you don’t get that job, I’ll laugh at you!” As you prepare to leave, Sakura shouts from the kitchen, and you roll your eyes in mild amusement. You’re biting down on a piece of bread in your mouth, keeping it from falling to the ground as you wear your shoes.

You shut the door, munching on the bread, sling your bag across your shoulders, and letting it rest on your hip. The journey to the cafe is peaceful, your earbuds blasting some hype music to get your mood up before you meet the cafe owner.

You reach minutes before nine, almost getting lost from the confusing directions a quick internet search provided. You reach out for the cafe’s door with a hesitant hand, heart thrumming in your chest as you take a deep breath.

You swing the door open, heading inside. As you walk in, the pleasant scent of freshly baked muffins and ground coffee greets you. You inhale deeply, a warm smile on your lips as you breathe it in.

“Hello, I’m looking for Tadashi Hamada’s aunt?” You ask the woman behind the counter. She’s wearing an apron, so you figure she must be working here.

“Oh! You must be Y/n. I’m Cass, but you can call me Aunt Cass.” She greets you warmly, stepping out from behind the counter. Her eyes shine with a welcoming gleam, and you immediately feel at ease around her. 

You find yourself smiling back, following her to an empty table where she sits. You sit opposite her and place your bag on your lap.

“Hi, Aunt Cass. Tadashi actually offered me an interview with you to work here. I’m interested in working as a barista and have some experience from my previous job.” You explain, and she nods.

“Tadashi showed me a few pictures of your coffee, and the latte art looks amazing! Tell you what, how about we do a quick test run?” You follow her behind the counter, the familiar sight of the espresso machine making your shoulders relax.

If the space behind the counter were a castle, you’d be its lord.

You crack your knuckles, stretching your arms above your head with a confident grin. “What would you like to drink?” You ask, turning to look at Aunt Cass, who’s surprised by your sudden confidence.

Her stunned expression melts into an easy grin, hand propped on her hip as she thinks of a beverage. “A flat white.”

You nod, grabbing a mug and a metal jug for the milk. You ready the ground coffee, using a wire whisk to stir through the tiny grains before tempering it with just the right amount of force. You slot it into the espresso machine, starting it with a happy hum.

Grabbing some full-fat milk, you pour it into the metal jug and place it under the steamer. The milk begins to froth with a loud hiss, and you hold it for a few moments until the texture is just right. 

Grabbing the mug with the fully extracted espresso from the ground coffee, you position your hand above it and tilt the cup. Then, you start to pour the milk in slow circles, letting it fill the mug until it’s almost at the brim before beginning to move your wrist and creating an intricate heart with the foam.

You’re so at ease, moving to place the mug in front of Aunt Cass with a relaxed smile. “Flat White for Aunt Cass?”

She picks it up with a chuckle, tucking her auburn hair behind her ear before taking a sip. Your confidence slowly morphs into nervousness, fidgeting with your hands and glancing at the espresso machine unsurely. 

Was it bad? Did you put in too much milk? Was it too cold?

“It’s good!” Your tense shoulders relax, and the tightness in your chest releases with a snap, looking up with a hopeful gaze.

“I guess it’s fortunate that you walked in. I was getting a little overworked myself,” She chuckles, holding her hand to shake yours, “Welcome to the Lucky Cat Cafe. Are you alright with starting today?” 

You grin, holding her hand and giving it a firm shake. “Is there a uniform?”

She briefs you on the shift timings and pay and invites you for dinner, which you eagerly accept. 

“Great! Tonight’s dinner is hot, spicy wings that’ll melt your face right off!” She laughs with a goofy smile, and you giggle at her bright smile. “You’ve met the boys, right?” 

You nod, recalling the events of last night with a grin. “They can be such troublemakers sometimes, so if they cause any trouble for you, you be sure to let me know, okay?”

“I will,” You reassure her, and you see her visibly relax, smiling at you fondly. She places a hand on your hair, gently rubbing it before heading upstairs for your apron. You wait patiently, hearing the thud of multiple footsteps running down the stairs.

You stand up, about to greet Cass once more, when you come face to face with the two Hamada brothers. Hiro’s baffled, looking at you with a confused gaze while Tadashi grins. “Hey, kiddo, how’d the interview go?” 

“It went great. Thanks for giving me this chance Tadashi,” You smile gratefully.

“Wait, interview? You work here now?” Hiro speaks up, and your nod makes him scoff. “Sure, like a fourteen-year-old knows how to work the huge espresso machine.”

You frown, and Tadashi gives him a noogie, sending you an apologetic glance. “What’s so unbelievable about me knowing how to make good coffee?” You fold your arms, practically challenging him with a glare.

Hiro shrugs, ignoring the way Tadashi glances between the both of you with a wince. “Oh yeah? Make me some then.” He gestures to the counter, and you walk behind it with a huff, throwing your hair up in a quick ponytail before starting on one of the best drinks you’ve ever made. 

Hiro eyes your furrowed brows and walks over, leaning on the counter. “How’d you even get fired anyway?” He asks curiously. You pause, giving him a quick glance before deciding to humour his question.

“I threw coffee at someone.” Your answer simply, and he chokes. 

“You what??” He splutters, Tadashi having gone back upstairs to grab something else.

You shrug. “She threw it at me first.”

“Dang.” He’s speechless for a moment, but another question occurs to him. “Wait, then why were you at SFIT anyway?”

“Fred brought me there. He stops by my old workplace to buy a cup of coffee every now and then. He’s the one that introduced me to everyone and asked Tadashi to let me have an interview here.” You explain with a fond smile.

“Cool, but it still doesn’t explain why you don’t go to school. I mean, I graduated early, but you? You should be in class or something.” 

You’re steaming the milk, and you’re lucky he doesn’t see your eyes roll at his subtle brag. “Well, unfortunately, because I’m not a prodigy, I didn’t graduate early. But it’s the holidays right now, so I’m trying to find work to keep my rent afloat and support my journalism.”

“Journalism?” He questions. You nod. 

“Yeah, I’m in a journalism club for my school, but a lot of work we do isn’t exactly…supported by the school. Plus, I have to pay the electrical bills for all my research.”

“Have I read any articles of yours then?”

You pause briefly, thinking hard, before you shrug nonchalantly, “I doubt it. The school paper is usually just circulated in the school, not outside.”

“So, you’re not a real journalist then.”

“And you’re not a real scientist.” You shoot back without thinking. 

“I am!” Hiro protests, and you’re ready to groan at how you once again spoke without thinking.

“Look, kid-”

“We’re the same age.”

“Just because I didn’t graduate early or whatever doesn’t mean you can comment on my hobbies and life. Besides, we barely know each other.” You turn back to the mug before you, picking it up and doing some sloppy latte art before placing it in front of Hiro.

He stares down at the deformed cat you drew for him.

“That’s you,” You add an unnecessary explanation, incredibly amused by how his eyes widen indignantly. But he glances back up at you with an aloof gaze, picking it up.

Hiro sips the hot coffee, eyes widening slightly when he registers how good it tastes. “So? How is it?” You ask with your arms crossed as you lean against the counter smugly. He coughs, wiping his lips with the sleeve of his hoodie.

“It’s acceptable, I guess,” He hums with a smirk, taking another tiny sip. You roll your eyes playfully, already starting on another order. 

“Sure, Hamada. Enjoy your coffee.”

“Yeah, yeah” He walks off to the stairs that lead to the living area above, and you watch his back gradually disappear from your sight with a laugh and a shake of your head. You’re startled, however, when you hear an intrigued hum from beside you. You flinch, doing a double take, when you notice the tall male beside you with wide eyes.

When did he get here??

Tadashi watches you with a knowing smile, and you clear your throat, looking back down at the coffee in your hands and continuing to work. However, he doesn’t say a word, continuing to watch you with that smile that's slowly becoming irritating. You try to shake it off, but it’s as if a heavy weight settles on your shoulders.

“Can I help you with something?” You plaster a fake smile onto your lips, setting down the small metal jug to heat up milk for a latte.

He hums. “Nothing,” And walks off right after.

Your jaw drops, bewildered by his response. 

Boys are weird.

You try to brush it off, focusing on the orders that are steadily beginning to pile up. You make each one quickly, ensuring the quality doesn’t suffer as Aunt Cass focuses on clearing tables and the cash register.

The day goes by in a flash, and you’re already mopping the floors when the last customer leaves, the door closing with a quick chime. 

“Great work today!” Aunt Cass beams, handing you a glass of water which you accept thankfully. You gulp it down, the cool liquid incredibly refreshing after the dinner rush from earlier. 

You had eaten lunch earlier with Tadashi, the younger Hamada nowhere to be found. (And thank goodness for that.) Tadashi had mentioned that he was preparing for an exhibition to enter SFIT, and you chose not to pursue that topic. Instead, you had asked him about Baymax, and he answered all your questions effortlessly, lighting up as you asked more in-depth questions.

“Let’s head upstairs for dinner. It’ll be ready in a jiffy, so you can make yourself at home first.” Aunt Cass says warmly, leading you up the stairs and instructing you to take off your shoes before stepping onto the welcome mat. 

You place your shoes to the side, toes wiggling in your socks before you also take them off. She hands you a pair of house slippers that you accept gratefully, slipping them on and stepping into the living room. 

It’s relatively large and comfortable enough for a family of three. You sit on the couch, and Aunt Cass turns on the television, handing you the remote and telling you to pick whatever channel you want. 

“Hey, kiddo,” Tadashi greets you, sitting down. The couch sinks slightly from the sudden added weight, and you lean back with an easygoing grin. 

“Hey. Where’s the prodigy?” You ask.

“He’s still stuck upstairs, thinking of what to make.” He hums. “Sorry about him earlier, though. He’s usually not this much of a jerk unless he feels comfortable around someone.”

“That’s okay. I don’t think before speaking either, so I might be a little…mean? In my response.” Tadashi chuckles at your confession, grinning widely. 

“Don’t worry about it. He needs to be put down a peg or two sometimes.” 

“Y/n! Tadashi! Hiro! Dinner’s ready!” Aunt Cass calls from the kitchen.

“Coming!” You hear Hiro faintly shout back from upstairs before you hear a thud. Your brows crease, shooting a worried glance at Tadashi, who just shrugs.

You glance at the doorway, almost laughing, when a grumpy Hiro walks in with a hand massaging the side of his head.

“You again? What’re you doing here??” He points an accusatory finger at you, and you ignore him, choosing to sit down and thank Aunt Cass for dinner. He grumbles something as he sits down.

"Fake journalist," Hiro coughs under his breath, yelping when Tadashi not-so-subtly kicks his leg under the table. 

He shoots a glare at his brother. Aunt Cass is about to scold her nephew, but you interrupt her with another cough. 

"Fake scientist," You cough out with a smirk, Aunt Cass stunned by your sudden comeback. 

Hiro sits back in his seat, his brow raised. "Touche."

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can we do a little angst 🥺 where maybe reader is dating another idol or even a member but sakura plays them enough they end up cheating w/ her?… she’s so fine me next!!!

OHHHHHMYYYYYGAAAAWD THIS IS GONNA BE SO HARD TO WRITE CUZ THE REAL SAKUKU WOULD NEVER DO THAT 😭

UGHH cmon autumn be strong 😫

also srry i didnt do it sooner smth came up and i didnt have time to write at all :(

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“Was it worth it?”

sakura rn: 🤫🧏‍♀️

Sakura Miyawaki x female reader

Kim Chaewon x female reader (‼️For the plot‼️)

Angst

Cheating & getting caught

Manipulation (not really? idk :V...)

Betrayal

Swearing

Making out

I couldn't think of other warnings. If there are, please tell me!

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"CHAEEEEE! COME BACK!"

"No."

You get off the couch and drop to your knees, holding one of Chaewon's legs to prevent her from walking as you faked a cry. All the other members watch as they laugh their ass off.

"Chae, please-"

"YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME FALL! LET GO!!"

Reluctantly, you let go, watching her leave as you lay down, stomach on the cold floor. Sakura was the only one to stand up and walk towards you, a few chuckles leaving her as the others kept laughing and joking about your behavior.

"Y/N..."

She gently taps on your shoulder. Her voice was soothing and calm.

"Come on, get off the floor, or you'll get cold."

You lift your head up, a pout on your face as you look to your side, seeing Sakura kneeled beside you.

"No (⩺_⩹)"

"Y/N..."

"No >:("

Sakura sighs and wraps her arms around you, forcing you to sit up before lifting you up 'bridal style', settling you down on the couch next to her sitting spot. She sits down next to you, patting your head as you pout angrily at her.

"Aww, you look so cute when angry, unnie!"

"...>:("

Yunjin laughs hard when Eunchae makes that comment, Kazuha smiling uncontrollably just by seeing her laugh.

"Chae is so mean."

You fake cry onto Sakura's shoulder, the others bursting into laughter again. That moment when Chaewon came back with a glass of water, she looked between you and the eldest.

"OH, SO YOU'RE REPLACING ME NOW?!"

"YES!"

She puts the glass of water down and grabs your arm, pulling you up.

"You think Kkura unnie is a better girlfriend? I'll show you >:("

"Shut up D:<"

Meanwhile, Sakura puts her hands on her face, but they weren't on her mouth to silence her laughter, they were on her cheeks to hide her blush.

You see...

Long story short, Sakura has a massive crush on you. Ever since you've met her at a signing event, she can't stop thinking about you. However, she slightly regretted the moment when she told the other members she asked for your number because you looked like a nice person – that wasn't the reason; she found you stunning – since after you met the idols, Chaewon fell hard for you, and unlike Sakura, SHE made the first move.

Honestly? She was happy for her leader, but jealous because she stole her secret crush that she met first.

But there wasn't anything she could do... Right?

[...] — End of flashback

On that same night, after all the girls fell asleep, you stayed awake, still thinking about what Chaewon said. You started feeling insecure; does Chaewon really think that low of you? I mean, it was a joke, yes, but did she think you would actually cheat on her? You rub your forehead, trying to ease your headache. It wasn't all that, you also trusted Sakura, she wouldn't do anything like that... Or would she?

You planned on going out with all the members to the attraction park tomorrow, but little did you know things would take a wild turn.

[...]

The next morning, you wake up last. Realizing you were late and everyone is probably waiting for you downstairs but for some reason didn't wake you up, you jump out of bed. When you turn around, someone is standing behind the door, and of course, it's Sakura.

"Am I late?!"

"No, don't worry. We're all eating breakfast downstairs."

You sigh in relief, making Sakura giggle lowly.

"I'll be with you guys in a minute."

"Alright..."

She trails off, scanning your face.

"Have you slept well? You seem tired."

"Well..."

You pause, thinking if you should answer truthfully or brush it off. You thought mixing both would be the best idea.

"Not really... But it's okay, I was just having, uh... Some thoughts before sleeping."

"Are you sure? We can cancel the-"

"No, no, I'm okay, really."

Sakura smiles warmly at you and nods, leaving the room. Her actions made you all fuzzy inside; she was so caring.

You head over to the closet, choosing your clothes before finishing up in the bathroom, then go downstairs. You were greeted warmly by all the members and sat down, eating breakfast with them. By the time you were done, everyone was ready and it was time to go.

You all decided to walk there since it was close to your house, the girls wearing caps and hoodies to not be recognized. It was gonna be annoying to keep their identities hidden during the entire time, but they were confident in the fact that they will have fun either way.

Now you all forgot one thing: the attraction park doesn't open so early. You all laugh as you realize how stupid the decision was so you end up waiting in a nearby cafe instead.

Once the attraction park opened, the maknae ran first, followed by Yunjin then Chaewon, yelling at them for being childish and that you should stick together to not get lost. You and the other two run after them with big smiles on your faces; this is the beginning of a fun day!

[...]

You guys literally tried ALL attractions, from fun to scary ones, and you also tried claw machines! Most of them were scams, but you managed to get one for your girlfriend! Not the one she wanted, though she took it anyway. You also got one for Eunchae while Sakura got none, even though you expected her to get the most. Yunjin and Kazuha didn't mind not having a plushie, and you were all getting tired anyway, so you went back home and Sakura cooked ramyeon for lunch.

Nothing happened much after that, just Eunchae picking on Chaewon because her plushie was bigger than hers, recalling funny moments back at the attraction park when you all screamed and laughed; everything was filmed on Sakura's phone.

Night came by quickly, and you ordered takeout for dinner since Sakura didn't have the strength to cook anything, just like all of you. You and Chaewon shared a plate (she just gave you a piece because you said you weren't that hungry but you were actually starving and since that was Chaewon's favorite plate you weren't going to bother her) and Sakura and Eunchae shared theirs.

It was now time for sleep, and you all headed to your bedrooms.

[...]

4 am.

I'm so hungry...

You get out of bed, carefully trying not to wake up Chaewon. You tiptoe downstairs, but there was already a silhouette in the kitchen...

"Y/N?"

Of course, Sakura.

"Hey..."

"Why are you here?"

"I was hungry... Why are you here?"

"I was also hungry."

You two chuckle quietly, what a coincidence!

"Here, I made some extra ramyeon. Have some."

"It's fine, I won't steal from your plate, I'll just eat something else..."

"Hey, it's okay. There is too much, I wasn't gonna eat it all anyway."

You give in, watching as Sakura gives you a plate. It was really hot so you just waited until it cooled down.

"Does Chaewon know you're here?"

"Haha, no, she's still sleeping."

Sakura smiles, playing with her chopsticks. A few moments pass and you try to eat again, but it's still burning hot.

"Still hot?"

"Yeah... I don't know why."

Sakura gets up, looking around.

"What are you searching for?"

"My mini fan, maybe that'll cool it... But I don't remember where I put it."

You also get up, helping her search for it. Eventually, you find it on the living room table, but it was low on battery, so you had to charge it somewhere. While waiting, you settle down on the couch, silence engulfing you both.

"This is... Awkward."

"Truly, but I still find it weird that your ramyeon isn't cooling off."

"I know, maybe I turned the heat on too high."

"Wouldn't it have burnt?"

"Hm."

Your stomach growls as you keep talking about the ramyeon waiting for you in the kitchen, and you blush in embarrassment.

"Very hungry?"

"I think the sound from earlier answered your question, Kkura."

She giggles, but then her phone buzzes.

"...why did you bring your phone downstairs-"

"It's just a habit of bringing it wherever I go."

"Who is it?"

Sakura reads the message, her eyebrows frowning.

"Kkura?"

"My friend broke up with her boyfriend."

"Oh."

You look at the message, reading it too.

"Shitty personality?"

"Yeah, he was like that."

"Like what?"

Sakura pauses, thinking on how to explain it.

"He's... A bit like Chaewon, but worse."

"Like Chaewon?"

"Kinda, yeah. I mean, you know..."

You nod, understanding. Chaewon, at first glance, would be considered as a toxic person, but she does care about others. But then, Sakura asks a question that makes your whole insides working to answer it.

"But, speaking of Chaewon, does she... Hurt you, at least a bit like him?"

You pause, rubbing the back of your neck.

"What... Do you mean?"

"Considering that him and her have alike personalities, I just want to know – since my friend was hurt enough to break up with him – if you feel the same way."

"Oh..."

"I know Chaewon could be... Quite disrespectful and selfish sometimes, but I want to see your point of view."

"I mean... She is, sometimes... But she's just like that."

"It still doesn't mean that she can hurt you in any way."

"No, no, of course, but..."

You trail off, thinking. Sakura puts a hand on your shoulder.

"Y/N, I know I shouldn't intervene in your business with Chaewon, but I care about you as well, and I need to know. Is she treating you unfairly?"

"Recently..."

"Tell me."

"It's just... She started growing more distant. Less clingy than before and she's more angry at me. Whatever I do, even as a joke, is considered something bad for her. And especially after what happened yesterday, I just can't stop thinking about it."

"What part of yesterday?"

"When she said that I think you're a better girlfriend."

"I see."

"I started thinking that she really thinks I would cheat on her like that? Even if it was a joke, she does it pretty often, like last week with Yunjin..."

Sakura nods, caressing your back.

"Have you... Thought of talking to her?"

"If I open the subject, she'll definitely think I am trying to manipulate her or gaslighting her, and she'll break up with me."

"But you can't keep everything to yourself, knowing that she's the one hurting you."

Ouch. Sakura was right though, Chaewon IS hurting you.

"...does she even act like a lover to you? I only see the regular bossy Chaewon, even around you."

"No... I don't think so... She doesn't hug me or hold me, never even says 'I love you' back... She doesn't even kiss me!"

"All that? But... How, I mean, do you feel the love or connection between you both? At least..."

"..."

You pause. You didn't feel a connection. Sakura was entirely right, you never did, you were just super obsessed with Chaewon and the fact that she kept being possessive made you think she cared, but she was just bossing you around like all the other members.

"I'm not special..."

"Hey, Y/N..."

You look at Sakura, caressing your lips before looking away.

"She never kissed me..."

"..."

"You... Really opened my eyes there."

"I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, I should've known... I should've taken the hints and compared her actions with yours."

"Huh? Mine? Why me?"

"You treat me better than Chaewon... You... Simply care more."

"...mm."

"Hm, maybe you are a better girlfriend."

You both chuckle, the joke having perfect timing. But was it really a joke? Would Sakura actually be a better girlfriend? Would you feel loved thanks to her?

You weren't really sure what happened, both of you were so tired and caught up in the moment that it just happened: when you open your eyes, you see Sakura on top of you, both of your mouths locked together as you kiss.

You close your eyes again, your hands grabbing the back of Sakura's neck while hers were holding her up, trying not to put too much pressure on you. You literally wrapped yourself around her, both of you making out in the middle of the silent night.

"This is not right... We can't do this..."

"..."

"Damn it, why does it have to feel so right, though?"

You pull her back into another kiss and Sakura sighs into your mouth. Your lips move in perfect sync, as if they were always meant to be. It didn't matter in what position you were in, how you were dressed, or any of these unimportant details; it was Sakura. Sakura was the one who could make you feel loved, no matter what the conditions are. Chaewon was just a step, a trial, something to lead you to the eldest, the one for you.

It was literally all clear; the way she's holding you, the way she's kissing you, the way she touches you... She knows how to do things because she loves you, and she knows how to show it. Not even an 'I love you' from her was necessary.

You break apart, still holding each other.

"Sakura... What... What is this?"

"Y/N, I... Can't stop, you... You just taste too good."

"What are we? W-What are we now?"

Sakura pauses, panting heavily.

"I don't-"

"A cheater, that's what you are, Y/N."

Sakura rises up from the couch, and so do you, your eyes widening as you see Chaewon staring at both of you.

"Ch-Chae-"

"So? You really took what I said about Sakura seriously?"

"Chae, it happened too fast, I-"

"Just shut up!"

Sakura stands up and so do you, watching the angry female figure in front of you.

"Chaewon, it's my fault, I shouldn't have, but spare Y/N, it's not her fault."

"Don't talk, unnie. Don't take the blame for her."

She looks at you, her eyes fuming.

"We're over. Go sleep in Sakura's room instead, 'cause one of us is gonna pack our things and leave tomorrow."

And with that, she leaves. Sakura looks at you, concern visible on her face.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..."

"...don't be, it's... Probably for the best."

"Are you going to leave?"

"Yeah... I don't think the others will want to see me after that..."

"Me neither, I might just leave as well..."

You look at her, feeling guilty.

"I'm sorry I dragged you into this."

"Don't be, I couldn't control my feelings either."

"I don't think you understand; I cheated on Chaewon, messed up the whole group, made you feel guilty and half-rejected your feelings. There is nothing positive about what we've done."

"...and the kiss?"

Your cheeks redden.

"Right."

"Sorry."

"No, no, it... Was a positive thing."

Sakura smiles softly.

"I can let you live with me for a while since you're getting kicked out of your 'multi-dorm', as you call it."

"Heh, yeah... I hope you don't hate me too much for it..."

"I'm not, I don't mind having you around, but I don't want you to feel uncomfortable since you know that I like you now."

"To be fair, I think I might have feelings for you too, but I need time..."

Sakura caresses your back with a nod, and you smile back. It's true, the situation was a mess, but Sakura has your back, and you'll figure it out together.

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gyatt dayum this is crazy

[erimeows]

Single

May 10th, Day 2: Reunion/Parting @sandsibweek​

Temari and Shikamaru’s wedding isn’t exactly Kankuro’s scene, if he’s being honest. As someone who’s been pathetically single for the past- well, forever- seeing so many happy couples on the dancefloor makes him feel insecure and awkward in a way that he’s never had to experience before.

Then again, he’s happy for his sister, who’s finally found love and happiness after wasting her formative years taking care of him and Gaara. She deserves to have this, so he plasters on a smile and hypes her up for the event, only reflecting on his own feelings when he finds himself sitting alone at the reception. 

Most of the tables are grouped in sixes with the assigned seats, three couples to each table. Kankuro sees Naruto and Hinata, Ino and Sai, Choji and Karui, Kakashi and Guy, Anko and Ibiki, Baki and Genma, Kotetsu and Izumo, Hanabi and Konohamaru… It seems like the place is flocked with couples, with Shikamaru and Temari at their own head table, starting to slice the cake.

At Kankuro’s table is pretty much everyone who came without a plus one; himself, Tenten, Gaara, Rock Lee, Sakura, and Kiba. Though Tenten, Sakura, and Rock Lee get along and chat away easily, Kankuro sits there silently, his dark brown eyes flickering between Kiba (who is distracted by Akamaru) and Gaara (who is staring at Lee).

Kankuro holds his head in his hands. The cake is served, and it tastes of strawberries and vanilla that blends well with the white champagne he has sitting in the flute in front of him. Tenten and Sakura stand up and go to chat with Ino and Sai, which is somewhat of a relief. Kankuro isn’t socially awkward by any means, but he prefers his siblings’ company more than anyone else’s, so being almost-alone with Gaara isn’t too bad…

At least until Lee excitedly drags a blushing, stammering Gaara onto the dance floor.

While Akamaru takes a nap on the floor beneath Kiba’s chair, Kankuro and Kiba are left alone. The two men glance at each other, and Kankuro’s heart skips a beat much faster than it should.

Memories of the war flash through his mind. Memories of staying together in the middle of nowhere, covered in dirt and sharing a tent, curious hands roaming bodies and lips roaming lips because ‘why not, we could die soon anyway’. And maybe inexperienced teenagers having sex for the sake of doing it before dying at the hands of the Akatsuki was all they were back then, but Kankuro would be lying if he said his feelings for the Inuzuka hadn’t gone a little deeper back then.

Now, those feelings are resurfacing even though it’s been literal years and Kiba looks much, much different now. The younger man’s brown locks have grown out to just above his shoulders, and he has the beginnings of a sharp beard on his pointed chin. Though the red marking on his face and that familiar look in his narrow obsidian eyes remains the same, he’s different; taller and more muscular, too. 

“So, looks like we’re all alone, huh?” Kiba starts, taking the words right out of Kankuro’s mouth. “What a coincidence… Just us two again after all these years.”

“Yeah…” Kankuro mutters, because while he would usually be able to hold conversations with people in a social setting like this, Kiba is wonderful at turning Kankuro’s brain to mush. “What a coincidence.”

Akamaru suddenly stands up and runs off. Kiba is too distracted to command him to stop, so the big white dog rushes through the dancefloor, effectively tripping Gaara, who falls into Lee’s chest. Lee catches him right as Akamaru steals Baki’s cake and steps on Genma’s shoes. The chaos he causes has half the reception room cursing, but when Kankuro looks to see Temari and Shikamaru laughing their asses off and asking the photographer to get pictures of the scene Akamaru is causing, he doesn’t bother telling Kiba to wrangle the cute mutt. 

“You still single?” Kiba asks as Akamaru runs back to him, brown nose covered in white frosting and strawberry cake crumbs that he probably shouldn’t have had. 

“Uh, yeah,” Kankuro answers with a blush that he hopes is well-hidden by his face paint. Though he’s not at all disappointed that Kiba seems to be on the same page as him, he is surprised at the other man’s straightforwardness. “I haven’t really… Bothered, y’know, since after what we had during the war. How about you?”

Kiba smiles.

“Me, too.”

And suddenly, being one of the few single people at this wedding isn’t as bad as Kankuro thought it was.

“Hey, everyone, it’s time for the bouquet toss!” Temari calls out, much cheerier than usual on her happy day.

Kiba stands up with Akamaru happily trotting up next to him.

“Wanna come with?” Kiba offers and nods his head towards where Temari is standing on a platform with the bouquet of white jasmines in her hands.

“Sure,” Kankuro nods and follows Kiba to the crowd that’s gathered behind Temari.

Then, the bouquet is tossed. It soars past the front of the crowd and past the middle to the back where Kankuro and Kiba are. Kankuro has never cared much for traditions like this, but he does make an attempt at catching it, only to see that Kiba is also reaching for it when Akamaru suddenly jumps up and puts his paws on the Inuzuka’s back. Kiba stumbles and falls forward, still catching the bouquet but about to hit the ground. Kankuro rushes to catch him, only for it to backfire. Kiba falls into his chest and knocks him onto his back. Their faces brush, and their lips are smashed together for the first time in five years. 

One of Kankuro’s hands wraps around the bouquet to make sure it doesn’t fall and get crushed in this clusterfuck of shit, but when he opens his eyes, he sees that one; both he and Kiba have caught the bouquet, and two; there’s a circle of all the reception guests made around them, staring, laughing, and talking about what’s just happened.

To make the situation even worse, that knucklehead Naruto is behind them taking pictures and laughing his ass off. Temari rushes over to make sure they’re both okay while Shikamaru and his best man, Choji, snicker at the display over two glasses of champagne.

Kiba jumps up with the bouquet in hand and grabs Kankuro by the arm to pull him up

“I’m so sorry, man, are you okay!?” Kiba asks, then turns to Akamaru before Kankuro can even answer and scolds him. “Akamaru, why would you do that? I can’t believe you!”

Akamaru lets out a noise that sounds like a laugh, or maybe a snort. He lowers his head with a guilty expression.

“I’m fine, but you know, you should really train that dog of yours a little better!” Kankuro chuckles and reaches down to scratch Akamaru’s chin.

To his surprise, Akamaru leans into the touch and licks his hand. 

The crowd disperses and slowly starts to leave the reception. Kankuro and Kiba linger behind, going back to their lonely little table. Tenten and Sakura are dancing together, and Lee and Gaara have fucked off to God knows where together. The other couples have either left or are sitting at their own tables. Temari and Shikamaru go around to thank the remaining guests for attending, Temari with an arm over Shikamaru’s shoulder.

“You haven’t danced at all today,” Kiba says, but it’s not true.

“I did, too! Remember when I danced with Temari and Gaara earlier? It was part of the ceremony,” Kankuro explains in reference to the ‘father daughter dance’, which he and Gaara offered to do with Temari in Rasa’s place so she wouldn’t have to cut it out of the ceremony entirely.

They walked her down the aisle, too. Kankuro briefly wonders if their parents’ absence on a day like this is bothering Temari at all, but then he looks over to her and sees her and Shikamaru still beaming at each other.

“Oh, right, but that’s not what I meant,” Kiba says with a dismissive wave. “I meant you haven’t danced since the reception started.”

“Well, no one’s asked me to,” Kankuro shrugs. 

“Then I guess I’ll have to bite the bullet and do it myself,” Kiba grins, then stands up and offers Kankuro his hand. “Wanna dance, Kankuro?”

“...Sure, Kiba. For old time’s sake.”

[artistic-intrxvert]

tsukasa on caffine

how would that play out

who gave it to him

who tried to stop it from being given

gimmie the deets fren

Aight i gotchu

✨Tsukasa on caffeine✨

I think that either Natsuhiko or Mitsuba gave it to him, Sakira would do no such thing

If it was Natsuhiko, it would be a 50/50 on whether it was on purpose or not

If it was Mitsuba, it was 100% on accident

Honestly once those two have noticed their terrified to say anything to Sakura about it

She found out once Tsukasa started clinging onto her tightly while rambling about Amane at maximum speed

Yeah no she just like

Pries him off and sets him down on the sofa, pats his head and just fucking leaves

Now it's Natsuhuko and Mitsuba's problem

In general he will talk much, MUCH faster

Will wave his arms around as he talks and floats only for a while before deciding it's much more fun to run around on the floor

Yeah so hes a chaotic motherfucker-

If you walked into the broadcasting room while he is on caffeine, he will cling to you and just hold you close, not letting you go despite any protests (if he sees your actually wanting him to let go he will)

Will want to cuddle but honestly won't be able to sit still long enough for either of you to sleep

So you just start playing tag around the school

He's giggling the entire time, running at a speed that you didn't think was possible

It's cute to see him run around on his short legs (he's like 4'11" to put that into perspective)

Over all very chaotic and not able to sit still for very long, if you want him to calm down, give him some tea or just tire him out the best you can

Once he's tired he will fall asleep in your arms, clinging onto you still but it's not as tight as it was when he was awake <3

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TSUKASA MY BELOVED-

Did i do these instead of other requests because i really wanted to write for Tsukasa? Yes, yes i did :> hope you enjoyed it fren and I'm sorry if I misinterpreted anything!

[ligett]

the idea of going public... sakura shudders at the idea. he knows the students of bofurin are all kind-hearted — too kind-hearted for him — but he knows within their kind heartedness is their good natured teasing. he isn't sure if he could handle that without exploding, nor did he trust himself to not say something stupid that could possibly hurt suo. however he knows they can't keep their relationship secret for long; it was a selfish request by sakura so he could warm up to the emotions and the newness of his first relationship. he's not really sure how to navigate through it all. not to mention still dealing with the trauma of his past...

“i don't know,” sakura mutters honestly, cheeks still read while knowing suo was lightly teasing him. his eyes furtively glances at suo toiling over the question. “d-does it bother you? keeping us a secret... you just went along with it, but i guess you might not want to anymore?” it wouldn't hurt to talk about it, right? he can rely and trust suo beyond just being his vice-captain.

sakura tilts his head slightly. he knows only bits and pieces of suo's past, considering the other talks next to nothing about himself. sakura couldn't really say much or judge, considering he isn't open about his past either, however it's interesting, the bits of suo he does get beyond that playful smile. “the hell is a wok? iun got one of those,” sakura frowns slightly. he wonders if that girl, tachibana, would have one since she works a kitchen all the time. he probably wouldn't be able to ask for it without embarrassing himself or being asked a million and one questions why he needed one since sakura often eats there instead.

he groans softly, with a roll of his eyes; suo is back to teasing him again. “give the guys these sweets and shit. i can't eat it all by myself.” he scowls at the use of -chan tacked onto the end of his name. suo has a habit of doing that to make him sound cute. whatever; sakura thinks to himself opening the door to his empty apartment. he hasn't had time to properly do dishes or throw junk away, since he only comes home — if one could call it that — when he's ready to sleep. he moves some trash aside, onto the floor mostly, uncaring where it falls to, to make room for the new groceries.

“if i'da known you were comin' i would've cleaned up some,” he mutters, but he's not at all embarrassed by the mess. suo and nirei had seen his place in such a state before after all. he grabs a large trash bag to start sorting some of his junk, it's the least he could do to get rid of the copious amounts of water bottles and bread wrappers he has littered around. “find a place to sit, i'll have this cleaned up soon. then we can cook... after the dishes.”

HE IS A TRICKSTER IN NATURE FROM THE WAY HIS SMILE FRAMES HIS LIPS & THE WAY HE AIMS TO DEAL WITH THREATS. it's a not a surprise that he tends to joke around with sakura, but he is serious about showing sakura the tender side of things. suo can only speculate upon sakura's reactions, the way he tends to encase his heart in a safebox that he's been deeply hurt. however, suo knows it is not in his style to force sakura to open up, he will not take a crowbar & reveal his scars. this takes a greater finesse, a kind of art that reminds him of tea ceremonies. his lips curl even further when sakura's lips finds his & he relishes in wanting to kiss him a little longer.

❛ still too shy? what happens when we decide to go public? are you going to freak out when i hold your hand? ❜ he muses with the playful intonation in his voice. it is sakura's purity towards any form of affections that make it so endearing to suo. there are many things he doesn't reveal, but it is for the sake of the violence that breathes in these streets. he is mostly careful about what he puts out there considering nirei's notebook is a walking data book. ❛ i do. my master taught me quite a lot. with the ingredients you listed, i should be able to make a nice chicken fried rice. by chance, has the townspeople gifted you a wok? ❜

the stroll to sakura's apartment was nice, in a way this is what youth & highschool life should be about. there are snapshots that a teenager must experience & despite everything all of them should be able to live a life such as this. ❛ oh ? what would you like to do with it? sakura-chan, i can't read minds. ❜ even if he can read the other boy pretty well he would like to see the other use his voice more. it was nothing a little bit more goading wouldn't do. suo would be every step of the way for him, a crutch for him to lean on when times were bleak. ❛ one of these days, i'd like to invite you over my place. ❜

[t4tcecilos]

sakura homophobic arc.. </3

@mcyt-cats

[duckymcdoorknob]

I’m gonna try it. I’m gonna try it.

I’m gonna try to write something small.

A foot in the door is all this anon situation is. One toe at a time.

I’m happy I wrote this. It’s cute and it didn’t make me feel weird writing it.

𝕆𝕜𝕒𝕪 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖...

Being childhood best friends with Yamaguchi. The two of you sharing every waking moment together. Your parents being longtime friends and introducing you to each other as young kids. Finally reaching high school and being thrilled to spend even more time together.

Telling each other about anything and everything. From grades, to crushes, to gossip. Never keeping any secrets from one another.

Entering class one day to be met by the class heartthrob bowing before you. His arms being outstretched to offer you a letter and a flower.

Taking it with burning cheeks, and visible confusion as eyes fall upon you. Hearing the cooing and giggles from your classmates.

The rest of the class going on as normal, as if no one had just witnessed what you had. Being unable to help but wonder… was it true?

Fingers toying with the folded half of the envelope, wanting to read it so desperately. However, ultimately waiting for the right moment to read it.

The day ending, walking to the spot where you and Yamaguchi usually meet to walk home together.

“So? Have you read it?” Him asking, suddenly holding onto the lightpost and spinning around to meet you with a smile.

“Not yet… I’m worried.” replying anxiously, hiding your face, “What if it’s a prank? I mean who would believe a guy like him would like someone like me?”

Yamaguchi looking at you with pure confusion as you talk on and on about your self doubts. “I mean how could he not like you?” Him finally barking in reply.

“What do you mean by that?” asking sheepishly.

“And hearing you say all of these things that are totally untrue.” him continuing, plucking the letter from your hand.

“Hey-“ whining as you attempt to

“No! You don’t get to read this until you learn to like yourself like he does!” Yamaguchi snapping back, “I don’t understand why you can’t see what a catch you are!”

Stopping dead in your tracks and blinking a few times. “What?”

The pinch server rambling absentmindedly as you listen dumbfounded, “I wish you could see yourself the way everyone else does, the way I do. You’ve got such a cute and dorky personality, and your eyes I could just drown in them! Your smile just about drags me to the floor every time I see it. And gods don’t get me started on how cute your laughter is. I just-“

“Tadashi-“

“And your kindness is unmatched. There isn’t a passing day when I don’t wish that I could be the one brave enough to finally tell you how long I’ve loved you!”

The two of you both gasping with wide eyes.

“Wait (Y/n) I-“

Not giving him any time to defend his words, or make an excuse. Promptly pulling him close and kissing him with years of bottled-up love.

And the letter? It could’ve quite possibly been a prank, but it was picked up in the wind, alongside the sakura blossoms.

—————♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎✞♡︎—————

[nagipops]

KONOHA ELEVEN IN A ZOOM CLASS!

FEATURING: naruto, sakura, shikamaru, ino, choji, hinata, kiba, shino, neji, rock lee, and tenten

WARNINGS: mentions of food

NARUTO

definitely has forgotten that he was unmuted multiple times

or his camera was accidentally turned on

you could just see him sprawled on his bed with a bowl of instant ramen on his lap and a blanket wrapped around himself

EARRAPE SLURPS!! rip headphone users.

sometimes he notices that his camera’s turned on and you can see him freak out and scramble to turn it off

but he accidentally unmutes himself too and so you just hear panicked yelling

his device topples to the floor with a loud crash and he screams so loud istg

the next thing you see is naruto’s face hovering over the camera in fear just before his camera turns off and he’s muted again

the teacher is so confused?? naruto should i call an ambulance

but when he’s not eating in class, he’s sleeping in class

too busy sleeping to leave the zoom at the end of class so he’s always the last one left in the meeting besides the teacher

always asks sakura what happened during the zoom and she is FED UP

SAKURA

enters the waiting room 15 minutes before class is actually supposed to begin

spends the next 15 minutes rearranging her work area, making sure she’s prepared for the day

sits properly at her desk with her hair smoothed down and her face positioned perfectly in frame

if no one else has their camera on, she’s the only one with it on

seriously, she ALWAYS HAS IT ON

and she never leaves the screen somehow

diligently takes notes, uses the “raise hand” feature every two minutes to ask a question

sometimes it can get a bit annoying, even for the teacher

but she almost always gets perfect marks

acts like in angel in class, but after class... no promises, naruto!

SHIKAMARU

this man can barely stay awake during missions, so during a zoom? HECK NAH

shikamaru is literally me,, half asleep during lessons but somehow gets amazing grades

everyone’s either pissed at or envious of him (especially naruto)

obviously does not have his camera on

and rarely ever unmutes

uses the chat feature to answer the teacher’s questions but this man is basically asleep so its so incoherent

“shikamaru, what is a hyperbole?”

in chat: “a hyeprbole is a exsaggerayed phras,e”

teacher definitely thinks he’s cheating on tests

INO

either a) daydreaming about boys or b) checking herself out in the zoom camera OR c) secretly fuming at sakura’s know-it-all behavior

the two girls definitely compete to see who can raise their virtual hand first

"ahem, ahem- sensei? could i answer this question?"

her voice gets all sickly sweet and sakura HATES IT

the two of them totally got caught insulting each other in the private chat

100% the type of student to rewrite her notes after classes with various markers and colored pens and pretty fonts and patterns and whatnot

loves doodling flowers in her notebook during boring lessons!

CHOJI

another strong contender for the Loudest Student award!

not on purpose though, he just forgets that space bar = unmute, and plays some jumping game in another tab (like the no internet dino game!)

also,, rip headphone users

c r o n c h munch munch munch

are you kidding this man's chews are loud enough in person, but with a HEADSET?! hoo boy.

has conked out several times during class

just imagine the name Choji Akimichi with a profile picture of a bag of chips light up with the green box around it with a thunk

the teacher and class is so confused

but then you hear mumbles of "barbeque... chips... barbeque..."

and you realize that the man fell asleep onto his keyboard

he sleeps through the rest of class

HINATA

shy bb has never ONCE turned on her camera

the only time she's ever unmuted was to say "here" during attendance on the first day of school

if the teacher ever takes attendance again, she just uses the raise hand feature

what if naruto-kun thinks my voice is ugly? what if i accidentally turn on my camera? what if the teacher thinks i'm not paying attention? what if-

poor baby is too busy worrying about showing herself on zoom to actually pay attention

actually gets good grades though and her classmates wonder if she’s even there

her zoom pfp is definitely just a purple google “H”

KIBA

has the CUTEST zoom pfp hands down

it’s a selfie of him grinning cheerily with baby akamaru

100% has his camera on the whole time to show off his pup

he loves seeing everyone’s faces on screen melt and aww at the lil big doggo

sometimes akamaru just walks in front of the camera and blocks kiba from view and you just see a massive wall of white fur on screen LMAO

even though kiba’s muted, you can see him and akamaru bickering about who knows what

or even play fighting,, these two get into full on BRAWLS during class

just imagine akamaru shoves kiba into his desk and his camera crashes to the ground overturned so you see the ceiling and the occasional dog tail wagging in the corner

seriously, can the teacher ever catch a break with this class?

the answer is no.

SHINO

his zoom pfp is just a tick.

a singular tick

totally answers questions in chat with proper capitalization and punctuation

shikamaru’s improper answers tick him off

“A hyperbole is an expression that is greatly exaggerated. They are used in order to create emphasis.”

has never unmuted in his life either

he’s so unfazed by everything that goes down in class that it’s funny

if anything the slightest bit RELATED to bugs comes up during class, in 0.00238 seconds this man has an entire essay about them posted in chat, almost like he had it copied and READY to paste

everyone's definitely shocked that there’s actually a human listening behind a tick profile picture

NEJI

a very diligent note taker

seriously, this man writes like a printer; perfectly even handwriting that looks like a font, a million words per minute

everyone asks him for his notes after the zoom because they’re so neat (especially naruto, to neji’s dismay)

he gets excellent grades since he’s so organized and focused

just wishes the zoom would be over so he can work alone in peace

really hates unmuting so he often gives one-word answers in the chat

“Yes” “47” “Present” “Goodbye”

has used a zoom reaction ONCE in his life and he has never wanted to crawl into a hole and perish more

it was a complete accident,, mans was just trying to open the chat to type in his answer, but in a cruel twist of fate he clicked on the 😂 reaction

and he just sat there for ten excruciating seconds in complete and utter shock and shame for ten excruciating seconds as he prayed for it to disappear

tenten would never let him live that down

ROCK LEE

Zoom Reaction Enthusiast

😂😮👍🎉❤️ 24/7

naruto accidentally unmutes himself? 😮

choji falls asleep on his keyboard? 😂

neji answers something correctly? 👍

tenten received the highest score in class? 🎉

akamaru appears on screen? ❤️

unmutes whenever he needs to, but he thinks the little emoticons are so silly and cute

otherwise, he is EXTRA FOCUSED and EXTREMELY DETERMINED to learn all of the things

he’s the first to unmute whenever the teacher asks if the class can see the screen share, hear them correctly, etc.

never takes his eyes off the screen!! he could be missing out on important information

I FEEL LIKE,, i feel like he would totally keep his camera off when he’s muted but whenever he unmutes he would also turn his camera on

so when he says a quick “yes!” his camera turns on but before his camera can adjust properly to the light he mutes and turns his camera back off so his face is just super dark for a split second LMAOOO

tell me im wrong

TENTEN

exasperated by this entire class

thinks her and neji are the only sane ones in the class and it’s true

wants to tell sakura and ino to stop competing and just focus on learning, since they’re the only other girls in the class besides hinata

plus she’s just fed up with all the lazy boys

takes great pride in passing every assignment, test, or exam with flying colors

teachers pet, but the quieter type who stays after every zoom and sends lots of emails regarding assignments and grades and whatnot (unlike sakura and ino who rub it in the teacher’s face)

doesn’t like helping other people besides neji, girl’s got a soft spot for him since they have a mutual respect for each other

but if you’re a handsome prince, maybe she’ll help you out!

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[thefairyletters]

NaruSaku Fanfics

I wouldn't say much – I love NaruSaku and I hate to see great works shadowed behind the piles of popular NS stories that I never have liked as much except for a few, which also I'll drop below in the list.

I'll update this list whenever I come across a story that I particularly enjoy or finds worth spreading word across. So be sure to like and reblog this post so you can revisit it to add new story in your reading pile later.

Also, genres vary and are not mentioned, but does it make any difference as long as the story is good?

Warning: super long post featuring beautiful, beautiful stories that you wouldn't regret reading. I swear. I'm positive. Contains SNS and other side pairings.

Without further ado;

How I fell in love with my best friend: Krapo || ff.net || M || complete

How the little blond boy Sakura had always known had changed, changing as well her feelings. The unfolding of their life, while Naruto worked to become the best Hokage and she faced her own emotions. Growing Love.

(I have nothing but upmost reverence for this story. This author writes one of the nest NS and I have loved all. NS is beautiful and Sakura is badass. Everything we already know is here and more.)

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Dangerous infiltration mission: Krapo || ff.net || M || complete

Naruto and Sakura are send by the Hokage for a difficult infiltration mission. They will have to face more than just the danger itself as they will have to keep their cover to be fake husband and wife credible. how it will impact the relationship between the two ninja. Growing Love. Misunderstanding.

(If you loved the aforementioned story, you'll love this one too. Mutual pining.)

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All over again: Krapo || ff.net || M || post-war || complete

Sasuke come back, Team seven is reunited. But Sakura has lost Naruto. How will she make him fall in love with her again? What other difficulties lies ahead of them?

(Naruto loses memory. SasuSaku angst but not in romantic sense and I loved it all. Misunderstanding and more mutual pining. And I'm in love with this story too.)

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Hit the floor running: Sakurablossom009 || A03 || M (but unnecessary) || Modern Hitman/Robbers AU || complete

Life was going great, Sakura thought. She was penniless, stranded in Europe without a way home, her fiancee had just dumped her for another woman AND her new companion was quite possibly a thief. How could things get any worse? Wait...was that guy pointing a gun at her?

(Now, personally, I don't prefer modern AU, but this story really had interesting characterisation and more character depth. NaruSaku is pretty spot on. It also features SasuHina and bamf!Hinata)

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The greatest pretenders: snowyseas || ff.net || M || Borutoverse || ongoing

Fifteen years is a long time to not talk to someone you consider your best friend, and is made even more difficult when they (and you) are married. The things Sakura should have confronted Naruto about never came to fruition, but as an old saying goes, "the truth will always be revealed".

(Your typical I-made-a-wrong-choice-but-now-can-be-done story but unlike many other stories in this they don't admit their love for each chapter at the first chapter itself. In fact, it feels so canon and you can almost superimpose it upon the canon. Sakura is mentally strong and knows what's right. )

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He was the sun: SavageTrickster || ff.net || T || Canonverse || ongoing

He had come a long way - from a lonely orphan ostracized by everyone to a loved hero. He deserved all these. His Hokage dream to come true. All the ramen he could eat. - Her eyes fell on a certain Hyuuga seated close enough for accidental touches. Her heart sank a little at a harsh whisper of reminder - And a deserving girl...who could give him all her love.

(So far so good. It's ongoing, and is at chapter 3. Sakura leaves Konoha much like how Naruto did, to explore the world aka seeing my headcanon in writing.)

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Wilderness: Kanji no Sakka || M || canondivergent || ongoing

As the war screeches to a temporary halt, Naruto leaves the battlefield on a unique mission only he can complete. Sakura is ordered to go with him. In the days that follow their bond is changed forever.

(Although I hate any explicit stories that involve characters below age 17, I give this a pass because of the uniqueness of plot and characterisation. It has fine lemons that comes with a good plot.)

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How It Should Have Been: OfPaintAndOil || ff.net || T || canon divergent || oneshot

It wasn't supposed to be this way. Sasuke was supposed to be the dark one, the unredeemable one. Naruto was the bright one, the good one. It wasn't supposed to be like this, with blood on his hands and glowing red eyes and a grin. Naruto was supposed to make everything better, and maybe he did, in the end, but Sakura had never expected the end to look quite like this.

(Featuring Yandere!Naruto. It leaves you wanting for more and is a fascinating read. It's dark themed so proceed with caution as your favorite character might or might not be dead.)

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The Best Dates are the Cheap Ones: Shivakashi || ff.net || T || post!Timeskip || Oneshot

The whole point was to get the best date; that meant the richest and classiest guy, right? Sakura realizes what she has taken for granted and Ino learns a lesson in value.

(Sakura learns her lesson and snatches her boy. InoNaru is worth noting. Not the best characterisation of Sakura but bear with her jealousy for that is the reason why NS fluff exists. Story itself is very light and entertaining.)

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mangoes and strawberries: ohthelinsanity || ff.net || T || postwar || oneshot

Sakura Haruno was elbow deep in Naruto Uzumaki's guts when he asked her to marry him. It was so not the right time. But she still said yes.

(This story just screams NS upon every single line. Diabetes warning. Too cute for this world. One of the best NS fluff I've read thus far. It kinda sticks to you forever!)

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18 minutes, 23 seconds: ohthelinsanity || ff.net || T || postwar || oneshot

in which Naruto asks Sakura about that time she literally reached into his chest and grabbed his heart with her bare hand.

(Heartwarming. We all know how Sakura held Naruto's heart on her palms and how we love that moment. This is memory of that moment reminisced by our cutie pies.)

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One Big Uzumaki Family: John Smith || ff.net || T || postwar || Complete

A set of drabbles revolving around Naruto, Sakura, and their children. It turns out that, when the war ends, these two get busy. Real busy.

(IF YOU DON'T READ THIS MASTERPIECE HOW DARE YOU CALL YOURSELF NS FAN?!!! READ!!! This story should be on the top of your reading list.

UNDERRATED AF!

R e a d t h i s s t o r y and cry with me for this should have been canon. 100%)

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My Life Would Suck Without You: peanutbutter126 || ff.net || T || oneshot collection

Sometimes it's the smallest things that matter the most.

(Read this and then One big Uzumaki family. You'll feel super satisfied. I promise.)

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Colors and Carousels: Folle Sakura || ff.net || T || oneshot

She couldn't count the number of times she'd been mistaken for Naruto's girlfriend. Not that she minded. But Naruto acted like it was so… so… offensive.

(No words for this one. Just read and enjoy the confusion.)

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Let's Get Married: luvtoshi || ff.net || M || postwar || complete

It was supposed to be a simple solution to their immediate problems. But maybe they took more than they can chew?

(This is one of my few favorites that is also popular. Spot on characterization and beautiful relationship growth. This is one of the few stories that always stuck to me.)

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Chasing Smoke with Bare Hands: soulaire || ff.net || T || oneshot

"I could have loved her," Sasuke says flatly. "If she'd just given me the chance—" "Sakura gave you all the chances in the world," Kakashi cuts in, stern. "You underestimated her. And you underestimated her ability to walk away from you. At the core of it all, that's where things went wrong."

(This story is for those who loves both SS and NS but thinks Sakura deserves happier life than what she got in canon. Features NS and slight SS.)

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Touch: ohthelinsanity || ff.net || T || oneshot

Kakashi watches as his student grow to be more physically comfortable with one another. He finds it kinda ridiculous.

(Fluff. Feelings. Kakashi's fed up and might have diabetes from all the observation.)

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Moonlight shadows: luvtoshi || ff.net || T || oneshot

Sometimes, the moon brings out hidden feelings to the surface.

(Beautiful literature. NS feels. You can almost mistake it for canon with the way characters are written.)

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Seriously Serious: Damsel in Shining Armor || ff.net || T || modern AU || oneshot

He confessed to her when they first met. He confessed to her years after. He confessed to her almost everyday. Her response was almost always positive... So why the heck was he still single? "I love you." "Love you too. So is Sasuke-kun taken or not?"

(The only reason why I even picked this story is that it is a oneshot. I have very little interest in modern AU. But this one makes another exception. Pining. Love at first sight.)

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It was always you: luvtoshi || ff.net || M || postwar || complete

The war is long over. They have both grown. Now it's time to conclude their story. Naruto and Sakura.

(You know what, all stories from this author are just, Chef's kiss. )

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A Safe Pair of Hands: Kanji no Sakka || ff.net || T || oneshot

Sakura heeds a stern warning to make it clear how she feels about Naruto.

(Feels. You'll love this if you like first person pov. This story told from Sakura's pov.)

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Other Dreams: tricksie || ff.net || M || oneshot

"Naruto, you shouldn't endanger yourself—" "Stop it," he snapped. Dropping his arm to hook under her seat, Naruto pulled her firmly onto his hip, locking her to him. Sakura gasped, suddenly aware of just how very close they were.

(Sexual tension. Romance. Leaves you wanting. Also, high on feels and lust on equal measure.)

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Heaven Unexpected: Folle || ff.net || M || oneshot

Because nothing can happen; it's Naruto. He always comes back. He's practically indestructible.

(Heavy on feels. There are chances that it might rain. Actually there are high chances. But oh well, it's beautiful and one of my favourites so here it goes.)

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Shade of the Leaf: Ravyn || ff.net || T || canon divergent || complete

Sasuke is back. Naruto has joined ANBU. Sakura is spending more time in the hospital than in the field. Team 7 struggles to redefine itself, because sometimes you don't know what you really want after all.

(Featuring Mature but still in-character!Naruto, Badass!Sakura, (Bit)Supportive!Sasuke along with Team 7 friendship. Mutual pining. Ending but with a lot loose ends.)

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Breaking Up Isn't that Hard to Do: Narf-for-the-Garthoc || ff.net || T || oneshot

This is not an epic tale of action, suspense and true love. Yeah, I'm disappointed, too.

(This is pure comedy. With a dash of romance. And insanity.)

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Steamy Encounters: Narf-for-the-Garthoc || ff.net || T || oneshot

A flurry of coincidences and fateful machinations bring Naruto and Sakura together at the local baths. Can they rein in their animal passions? And do you really think that's the kind of story I write?

(Just r e a d. Please.)

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Garden of Sanctuary: Nes Mikel || ff.net || T || Canon divergent || oneshot

An alternate ending to Naruto. The Heavens describe the Garden a peaceful paradise. The Hells describe the Garden a baneful prison. In here... which is it?

(This is part of a series which you can follow from the author's profile. This is the second part, but can be read exclusively. As far as the AU goes, this story and settings is brilliant and heartbreaking. This is told from Naruto's pov. To look at things from Sakura's, read the first part. It is multi-chaptered.)

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Complications: Geno Calamari || ff.net || T || canon divergent || oneshot

While capturing the Kyuubi, Uchiha Itachi finds true adversaries in the form of Haruno Sakura and Uzumaki Naruto.

(Wanna see NaruSaku teamwork? This is it! You wouldn't find it anywhere better. Strong!Naruto, Strong!Sakura versus Itachi Uchiha)

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Life is a waving feather: jusrecht || AO3 || T || AU || oneshot

Everyone thought they were inevitable.

(There's beauty in subtlety and this is that. Also, mentions of character death.)

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Home: kirabook || AO3 || T || AU || complete

Shinachiku finds himself in a strange place with little to no explanation. Everyone he knows is there, but why are they acting so strangely? Why do they seem so different? And where is his home? 

(Cute and heartwrenching at the same time. Cameo Stalker. Read this for NS family feels pre-marriage.)

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Things we never say: thekatthatbarks || AO3 || T || oneshot

She wished she knew how to hold things lightly. There were some things she was terrified of breaking. Whether it be from an honest misstep or simply because she could.

(Reminds you why we love NS so much.)

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Open seasons: sazzafraz || AO3 || T || SNS || postwar || oneshot

The way Sasuke comes home is less myth and more devastatingly embarrassing happenstance.

(Featuring badass!Sakura, obedient!Naruto and normal!Sasuke, as well as Sakura's commentary on her life)

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Five things Sakura will never tell Naruto: sowell || AO3 || T || AU || oneshot

Kunoichi know how to keep their secrets.

(NS relationship analysis story.)

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Artistic purposes: StormyInk || AO3 || M || AU || Oneshot

Sai finds his favorite drawing subjects a bit lacking of late, and he sets a plan into motion to draw his team mates together. Simply for the sake of his art, of course.

(Aka Sai is fed up from seeing his teammates dancing around each other and decides to help them get laid–the story. You gotta admit Sai is the best wingman.)

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I collect my tears (so I can drown you in them): amako || AO3 || T || AU || complete

The hardest thing is letting go. Or Sakura sees Naruto falling in love with Shikamaru a little more every day, and she does the only thing she can think of. Then it's only a matter of learning how to stop loving Naruto.

(Sakura and Angst that has nothing to do with Sasuke. Featuring Sakura-sensei. And Shikamaru. It's a great story if you know when to let go of canon)

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Stranger than the wild: kiddattwell || AO3 || M || SNS || postwar || Ongoing

The war is over and Sasuke is home for good, but Sakura can't choose between the boys she loves. Sasuke still has his demons and Naruto still fights them and Sakura still follows them both, but this time down a path that none of them expected.

(This is canon. It is the best SNS story I've ever read. Story told in SNS POV in rotation. Slow burn, pining and relationship complication. YOU GOTTA READ THIS, I INSIST!!!! Also features SaiIno and InoShika.)

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Bringing Back Sasuke: Blue Jeans || ff.net || T || post war || oneshot

Naruto brings Sasuke back to Sakura. Many, many times over. Sasuke does not appreciate; not the blood and definitely not the angst.

(I've read this story multiple times and it gets funnier and makes your heart hurt and swell simultaneously each time. NaruSaku wouldn't be blissfully happy together without Sasuke thrown somewhere in the mix, that's exactly why I love SNS. This story perfectly represents the dynamic of team 7.)

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Yurei: Kanji no Sakka || ff.net || T || AU || oneshot

The past should stay dead and buried, but it won't if Naruto can't let go.

(Not exactly my favourite story, but I liked the concept. We all know how stubborn Naruto is once decides on something. If he wants to become Hokage, he will become Hokage. If he believes in Sasuke, he will believe in him forever. If he loves Sakura, he will marry her – uh, or should have, very OCC of him that he didn't.)

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Tag NS fan you know so they don't miss any of this!

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

I was wondering if you'd be cool doing the climbing request again but the thh cast's reaction to their s/o's climbing. Please and thank you!

Makoto

“S/o what the-?”

“See? Now I’m taller than you~!”

“...a-are you calling me short?!!”

“I’m shorter than you so why are you complaining??”

Cue the brunette awkwardly sweatdropping.

Oh well, he’ll let you have this victory.

Sayaka

She’s confused why you’re climbing onto the music stage, standing on a chair, and looking down at her with a grin.

Did you wanna play a song?

But you just proudly declare you were taller than her.

It makes her laugh.

Mukuro

“....what are you doing?”

“I like feeling taller than everyone else, so this became a habit of mine.”

“Alright..as long as you don’t fall like a klutz.”

She doesn’t mind it too much.

Tho as she turns her back, you catch her tiny smile of amusement.

Leon

Confused af.

But also amused when he sees you standing on the desk.

Such a rebel you are.

Tho he’s taken aback when you use his head as an armrest.

“S/o do you have any idea how long it took to gel this hai--”

“Idc. I’m getting my revenge.”

Chihiro

Poor boi is confused.

Until you explain you just liked climbing stuff to feel tall.

He blushes and admits he used to do that too.

Just bc his short height didn’t make him feel manly.

You smile and bring him up with you.

“Then, how about we be taller together?”

Chihiro.EXE has stopped working

Mondo

“The hell you doing?”

“I wanna feel taller, what does it look like?”

He’s quiet for a long time...

Before he grins and goes to pick you up from where you’re standing, hoisting you on his shoulder.

“Mondo put me down!!!!”

“....you’re still taller than me, ain’t ya?”

You realize that was a valid point, so you stop struggling.

Taka

Standing on desks isn’t welcomed in a school environment.

Neither is the kitchen counter or coffee table in a home environment.

But you do it anyway to lure him into a trap.

As he goes to scold you--you sit on the surface and hug him tightly.

His heart explodes and he’s left stuttering and blushing.

“You always fall for this.”

And he always hugs you back and forgets what he was gonna say.

Hifumi

“Oh!!! I see you wanna dominate me in height, hmm?”

“Listen, I love you..but I can and will jump down and dropkick you.”

You know he’s only joking.

He just giggles at how cute you are trying to be taller than him.

Celestia

“So..you do this just to feel superior in my height, correct?”

“Yeah.”

“And once you achieved that...then what?”

“...nothing. I just sit here.”

And that’s exactly what you do, despite feeling awkward after that conversation.

But Celeste just chuckles.

Sakura

Pretty much like Mondo.

If you wanna be tall, she’ll gladly carry you around on her shoulder!

She’s amused at how happy you are with her just doing that.

She loves you dearly.

And will crush anyone who tried to hurt you or insult your height.

Yasuhiro

“S/o..are you doing this just bc I teased you about your height earlier?”

“....maybe, maybe not.”

“C’mon it was funny!”

But you just huff and refuse to get down from where you’re standing.

He gets scared you’re mad and apologizes profusely.

Even tho you know he didn’t mean it.

Aoi

Very amused.

“At least you’re getting your exercise in! Btw can you get that jar of sprinkles down for me, please?”

Of course, you oblige, tho you refuse to get down.

She pouts.

“Aww okay...I guess these donuts are mine-”

0.2 seconds later you’re on the floor like “wAIT NO-”

Toko

Very confused and concerned.

“Wh-What if you fall and hurt yourself? Then you’re gonna feel stupid for climbing up there to begin with.”

“Which is why I promise to be careful! Don’t worry, sweetie~!”

That nickname (plus the wink you give her) makes her nearly pass out.

Damn you for being so cute.

Byakuya

“......”

“......”

“...should I even ask?”

“No.”

“I figured.”

He just leaves the room while you’re standing there awkwardly.

Oh well, you’re gonna be superior to him this way.

Kyoko

Pretty much the same as Byakuya.

Tho she’ll often question if there’s something you’re trying to reach.

But when you give her your answer she’s just like:

“Oh, okay.”

Then she leaves you be.

Junko

“Wowie! You really wanna be on top of the world, huh?”

You just glare at her, wanting to jump off to wipe that smug grin off her face.

But you stay put and huff.

She’ll let you have this victory.

Even if it’s just one compared to her many “victories”.

[fluffyfranny]

hey so now can you do where togami is back to normal and he's all shy PLEASE ITS SO CUTE

Oof this one was a bit of time coming but YES, post-wolfie rich bish :3

Part 1 to this follow-up can be found here

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It had been an interesting few hours of work that night, with Celeste coaxing the full moon-afflicted Togami around the school, last-minute explanations tumbling out of her mouth when she ran into a few of her classmates who questioned why the heir, of all people, was partaking in Halloween, why he didn't seem the dress-up type, blah blah blah-

So Celeste had to explain that he was merely modeling the "fake" ears and tail for a costume company and that they had gone to the woods for an impromptu photoshoot, a generous portion of the funds being donated to the Togami corps in the end, because duh, you've got to give back to the gracious volunteer of one of the most notorious families in all of Japan.

After shooing them away, the maiden had ventured to the kitchen and, good heavens, found Yamada prancing around in a Princess Piggles getup he had obtained from Tsumugi a few floors up, rummaging around to see if he could smuggle any more candy that Monokuma may have hidden away. Celeste sneered behind a hand that shielded her eyes from the sight while Togami's ears went down and he let out a displeased huff.

Rapping her knuckles against the wall, Yamada promptly shrieked before getting blushy at the sight of Celeste, freezing up like a deer in headlights before the lady spit at him to fetch some dinner for the two of them to take back to their rooms, as she didn't want either of them to dine in the presence of...that 'pink puffball of putridness,' Celeste would later remark.

After some crudely heated chicken from that night's dinner they had missed during their woods escapade, which Togami scarfed down with no shame whatsoever, despite Celeste letting out many a giggle afterwards, she tried to usher him back to his dorm room on their walk back, only for him to stop at his door and latch onto her, a low growl vibrating through his stomach as he shoved his face in her shoulder, clearly showing an unforseen 'clingy' side and not wanting her to leave.

More giggles escaped Celeste before prying his arms off and scratching the scalp by his ears once more before bidding him goodnight and shutting the door in his face. A sound akin to a huff and a whimper was heard, followed by a scratching at the door. He was trying to get her to come back and let him out.

Celeste merely shook her head with a hint of a smile as she arrived at her own room.

"How did I get so close to that blonde oaf?"

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The next morning came, as did the new month of November, and the next phase of fall had begun. Monokuma and his Kubs had surprised the students by decorating the cafeteria overnight in garlands and wreaths of autumn leaves, along with floral arrangements at the center of each dining table.

As class 78 convened for breakfast, all except for Togami, Celeste sat alone, as per usual, sipping her tea. On occasion, she'd enjoy the company of the blonde or any of the other females in her class, especially Sakura and Asahina, for they too had a knack for tea and pastries.

About ten minutes had passed, with Celeste's eyes coming up to scan the room for any sign of Togami on more than one occasion, before he finally walked through the doors, head slightly turned down as he paced to the back corner she sat by. His hair was smoothed back down again, his ears gone, but a few strands of blonde fluff stood up messily from where they formally were.

Celeste couldn't help but hide her mouth with her hand as she giggled under her breath at the sight.

Making no eye contact with any of his classmates that either bade him a good morning or simply stared, he drew back the chair next to her and took a seat, arms crossed and head now turned down further to hide his rose-dusted cheeks as he mumbled something to himself.

"I'm sorry, come again?" Celeste politely questioned.

"...sorry you had to see me like that."

Togami? Apologizing? This only happened once in a blue moon, if at all!

"You needn't apologize, I assure you," the lady remarked, going in to smooth down the strands of hair that were still unkempt, but not before leaving a tiny, one-fingered scratch at one of the spots where his ears once were after she was done, causing him to flinch and hide his face in her shoulder again, cheeks dusting themselves a deeper pink.

"WHA- you can't just do that in here with all of them watching!"

"Trust me, dearest," she reassured. "Hardly any of them know or will if they ask."

The heir's shoulders loosened up slightly, and he sighed as his face still remained close to her shoulder, cheek now leaning against hers.

"Alright, but if anyone asks-"

"Yes, yes, I understand," Celeste prattled, making a tiny shooing gesture with her free hand. "Tell them that I was merely assisting you and Enoshima with a modeling project, I've got it."

She felt Togami nod in understanding as the two were silent for the remainder of breakfast, nobody sparing them any form of judging glance, thank goodness, as the lady finished her tea.

To be honest, she'd miss those ears until next month...

[honeesucker]

Akaashi Keiji x F!Reader

Akaashi Keiji as part of my Haikyuu Boys reacting to your hand on their thigh…

Word Count: 2,165

Warnings: None worth mentioning, just smutty and cute.

“Keiji~” you gave a plaintive whine and huffed, arms crossed as you plunked down on the soft leather of the sectional in Akaashi’s main office space shared with the other editors; he had just walked out of his personal office to grab more coffee when he saw you walking in, dressed up and looking as breathtaking as ever - he never got tired of seeing you, or telling you how lovely you were to him. You; however, had thought to surprise him by setting up a reservation at one of his favorite restaurants that was more out of the way of your guys’ apartment, but he had been working so hard and you missed him so much and wanted to do something nice for him until all fell through, like always.

“I’m sorry my love,” Akaashi’s voice was soft, a tinge of sadness for having to reject your plans again for a deadline on an important project but he would make it up to you, he always did. It didn’t stop you from being disappointed in the moment, or him feeling bad because he knew that the pain of rejection stung you each time.

You noticed the change in his demeanor and how he was pulling and fidgeting with his long fingers. You stood up and crossed the short distance before wrapping your arms around his waist and snuggling into him.

“No big deal, ‘Kaashi,” you placed a soft kiss on his jawline, “I really should’ve asked instead of assuming you were free tonight. I know your work is important to you.” Akaashi cupped your cheek and placed an equally soft kiss on your lips, you smiled against him which caused him to laugh.

“Mind if I keep you company ‘til you’re done with work for tonight?” You gave him your best puppy dog eyes and he just shook his head and asked if you wanted any coffee. You walked ahead of him to his office and noticed he wasn’t set up at his desk, but on the couch against the furthest wall, laptop and mock-up pages to review all over the coffee table. You sat down and he followed shortly behind you, taking a long sip of coffee before leaning over his work and getting back to concentrating. You leant into his side in a way that kept you close to him but didn’t inhibit his arm movements so he could work freely and comfortably; you pulled out your phone and began typing away but Akaashi wasn’t able to see your screen, though curiosity almost got the better of him a couple of times almost making him lean over to peek (though he knew it he asked you’d have no problem handing it over without a second thought - he appreciated that trust you both have in each other).

Akaashi was deep into his work when he felt a sharp sensation shoot through his thigh, to his stomach and straight to his cock, already half-hard against his dress slacks. You had placed your hand on his thigh (fairly high up, and close enough to almost be palming him through his slacks, he might add) and was stroking lazy lines with your thumb mindlessly, still finishing something up in your phone, not even noticing that Akaashi’s full attention was now on you, on your small hand. He swallowed harshly, trying to push down the surge of urges coursing through his body now, not realizing it had been so long since you and him have had any time to be together lately that such a small, innocent touch would trigger an instant hard-on. He glanced at you from the side, not turning his head much away from his laptop. You were snuggled up against him, the office slippers you had put on were on the floor and your legs were pulled up into the couch, you were still fixated and typing away on your phone, still thumbing little motions on Akaashi’s thigh, in such a flattering skirt and cardigan it was almost impossible for him not to pounce on you like a Lion to an antelope.

He shifted in his seat, causing you to fall against him a bit further and giggled as he placed delicate kisses along the length of your arm, long your shoulder, up your neck and across your jaw, a sweet one on the tip of your nose, before locking onto your lips with a deep growl in his chest. He pulled you into his lap, your legs on either side of his as you straddled him, and broke the kiss to breath, which caused Akaashi to pepper more kisses and gentle bites along you neck.

“Ah-Akaashi-“ you whimpered when he bit down a bit harder, sucking the skin enough that it’ll leave a purple mark. “Keiji don’t you have work to get done?” You said, unconvincing that you didn’t want him to continue.

“Mm, yes baby, I’m doing my work,” Akaashi mumbled against your skin, ghosting his nose along your neck before breathing in the scent of your perfume and clean hair. “My work as a good boyfriend, you know I’ve been slacking a bit lately,” he captured your lips back into a passionate kiss and you melted into his touch. Allowing his slender fingers to undo the buttons of your soft cardigan until nothing but the lacy emerald green bralette remains. You can hear a muffled groan that he’s trying to hold back as he reaches up and cups each of your breasts, molding the supple flesh with his slender fingers and giving a quick chuckle when you yelp as he pinches each rosy bud between his pointer and thumb through the lace fabric. Between the friction of his fingers on your nipples and the way he occasionally lifted his hips up to grind the hard cock straining against his slacks against your own clothed core was driving you insane. You let out a breathy moan and he just tilted his head and gave you a cheeky smile - one you didn’t see often and cherished.

“Awe,” Akaashi drew out, “is my baby horny for my cock? Hmm?” You only nodded and grinded back down against his lap and he laughed again. His hands found purchase on the soft sides of your hips and held you down against him as he rocked his hips up, teasing you further.

“Mmfph, ‘Kaashi please!” You whined and Akaashi just halted all movement, causing you to let out such an annoyed sound that he found so cute.

“Please what baby?” Akaashi hummed, “use your words.”

“Please n-need to feel you, need you inside me!” Your adrenaline and need for him was the only thing controlling your thoughts and actions right now, Akaashi was all you saw in the moment.

“Oh my poor baby,” Akaashi cooed gently, stroking your cheek with one hand and sliding his other beneath your skirt until the pads of his pointer and middle finger were pressing against your clit through the thin lace of your matching panties. “Is this what you wanted, hm? Already soaked through your panties like the needy little slut I knew you always were,” his tone of voice was so gentle but the dirty words he used only spurred you on.

“N-!” You were gonna tell him you needed so much more than what he was giving you but in the second you were distracted Akaashi has slipped your panties to the side and plunged two long fingers into your silky cunt, curling the digits to press against that spongy spot that had you seeing stars, his thumb was rubbing fast pressured circles on your clit that had you moaning and clinging onto him for dear life.

You were so close, so, so close.

“Ah! NO!” You hit his chest when Akaashi stopped all ministrations and his fingers stilled inside of you, he enjoyed how your gummy walls were clenching around him, sucking him in and it was almost impossible for him to resist giving you exactly what you were selfishly trying to take.

“Tsk tsk,” Akaashi scolded playfully, scissoring his fingers inside of you, causing you to groan at the pleasant stretch. “I thought you knew better my little Sakura blossom,” his fingers curled and his thumb found that sweet spot of perfect pressure on your clit again that had you moaning and squirming in his lap, your nails were digging into his shoulders through his dress shirt and he so enjoyed watching you come undone, “knew that you had to get permission to cum on my fingers first, like a good girl - you are my good girl aren’t you?” Akaashi knew he had won the moment you still your frantic grinding down on his hand to look at him with teary eyes, your cheeks flushed pink and hair sticking to your forehead from the small build up of sweat. Akaashi’s dick flexed when you have a hard swallow and nodded, he knew no matter what you were always his good girl, but seeing you pull back and do your best for him just filled him with such pride and love for you.

“I’m’a good girl p-pl-ah~please Keiji let me cum, please let me cum for you,” your begging turned incoherent and Akaashi felt bad for maybe pushing you a little past your limit. He added a third finger and got back to work hitting exactly where he knew would have you cunning in seconds and he was right. Your moans grew louder and soon he could feel your walls clenching around him again but this time he didn’t stop.

“C’mon baby, cum for me. Be my good girl and cum for me, you can do it,” and like a switch flipped in your head you were spasming and gushing on Akaashi’s fingers, his fingers still curling and his thumb still working your clit slowly as he helped you through your orgasms, prolonging it a little until your whines of it being ‘too much’ came through. He pulled from your body slowly, reveling in how your pussy seemed to want to keep him inside of you, and watched your heavy-lidded eyes glass over when he brought his fingers up to his mouth and cleaned himself, the groan he let out going straight to your clit and shocking awake a renewed craving for your love.

There was a buzz throughout the office that shocked you both, until reality hit and you whined, straightening your skirt and re-buttoning your cardigan to run down to the lobby and grab the door. Your legs were wobbly from sitting in that position for so long and Akaashi helped you balance. You looked down to see his cock straining against the zipper of his slacks, painfully harder than you’ve ever seen it before.

“Who’s here?” Akaashi questioned, and you just gave a smile.

“I paid ‘Tsumu to come and deliver some onigiri from Onigiri Miya,” Akaashi’s eyes widened and as if on cue his stomach growled, “I also had him stop at another place on the way to get you a side of nanohana no karashiae for you since I know it’s your favorite and we haven’t had it in a whil-!” You giggled and screamed as Akaashi pulled you into a tight hug, kissing your cheek and smiling. “I figured since we couldn’t go out, I could bring something to you - I know you haven’t eaten at all today Keiji...” he flashed a sheepish grin at that and just nodded.

“You’re right, and I love you - for getting food and just being you,” the buzzer rang throughout the office again and you ran to grab the food from Atsumu before running back to Akaashi’s office. Akaashi was on the couch with his slacks undone and down to his ankles, his cock was as hard as you’ve ever seen it and a bead of pre-cum was leaking out of the slit, and dripping down the front. You licked your lips out of habit and set the food down on his desk before turning back to him. He had his head leant back on the couch and his arms crossed behind his head. He was eyeing you hungrily as you walked over and reached down as you straddled his body like before. You lined him up and sank down on the thick length, your intense orgasm still leaving you sensitive from earlier.

Once you were fully seated on Akaashi’s cock he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you to lean forward on him as he began to thrust like a man possessed, your cries and his moans the only sounds aside from slapping skin filling the office. This went on for an hour longer before the hunger got the better of both of you, and exhausted and starving you both slunk to the ground half-dressed and ate the thankfully still warm food.

Akaashi kept taking side glances at you, thankful to have someone so perfectly suited for him in all the ways you were.

[dangerousstrawberryshark]

Yandere Izuku Midoriya x Villain Male Reader

I would like to clarify something, I never watched “My Hero Academia,” so don’t know much about this show. 

Warning: Violence, slight mention of bullying. 

Requested from Pokadeathpony

Background: Midoriya is doing the normal thing patrolling the city when he finds this beautiful villain male and falls for him. Midoriya decides after already killing an investigator on M/N to join and be the best killing couple.

M/N: Male Name

V/N: Villain Name

E/C: Eye color

S/C: Skin color

H/C: Hair color

sorry if this is bad!!

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Midoriya was patrolling the city at night when he noticed something happening in an alleyway. he saw a guy attacking someone else! As he got closer, he noticed the features of the assailant. (You’re a murder by the way.)

He had soft, fluffy H/C hair, a nice S/C tone that radiants from the gray and dark colors, and couldn’t see his E/C, but it must be beautiful like the rest of him. Midoriya blushed at his features. He had never felt this towards anyone. This is a new feeling to him. 

He was stared for too long because M/n saw him and ran away. I wanted to stop him and bring him to justice but something in me told me to just let him go. ‘Well, I guess I won’t see him again.’ I sighed to myself as I walked away from the scene. 

(Why didn’t you cover yourself in black clothing so you couldn’t be seen? Because of plot purposes.)

Flash forward to morning (By the way it’s summer break in this story. Again I have never seen the show, so don’t judge me.)

Midoriya’s sleep was disturbed by his alarm clock. “Ugh!” Midoriya groans as he smashed his clock. ‘Well, I’ll have to get a new one,’ Midoriya said to himself saying that this wasn’t the first time he has done it. Midoriya just laid there for the next 10 minutes before getting up. 

‘What day is it today?’ Midoriya got up and checked the calendar, seeing that it was Spring Break. ‘Yes, It’s spring break!’ Midoriya went to the kitchen to make some breakfast and watch TV. Midoriya made a traditional breakfast that consists of steamed rice, miso soup, protein such as grilled fish, and various side dishes. 

After making his breakfast he sat down and watched TV. nothing was really so he went on the News Channel. “Good morning everyone, it’s a wonderful day here in Musutafu I’m Himari Yamamoto, and now for the weather with Sakura Kobayashi.” (Random name I created.) it then flashed over to the Weather woman. 

“Thank you, Himari Suzuki. So today, we have warm winds coming in from the south and today’s temperature is 18 °C (64 degrees Fahrenheit) now back to you, Himari.” she was done giving the weather. 

“Thank you, Sakura, now onto breaking news. A dead body was found in an alleyway near (insert random restaurant name) last night at 10 something PM.” 

(Does this sound like a good news broadcast?)

when the news lady said that Midoriya had a flashback to last night, he remembers seeing the cute murder. ‘Wait cute?!’ Midoriya was getting all confused about this. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard the news say, “An investigator is currently trying to bring this murderer to justice.” 

‘An investigator?!’ something is triggering Midoriya. For some reason, he’s mad at this person, but he should be happy that someone is going to bring them to justice. ‘Why I’m I like this?! What I’m I feeling?’ Midoriya was confused, did he like this murderer? 

Time Skip (10 PM)

It was 10 PM, the same time Midoriya first spotted ‘him’. Midoriya hated night patrol (does he?) but this time he is actually was excited because maybe he’ll accidentally into him. Nothing really happened until he sees the same H/c and S/c. just to be sure, he got closer and he could confirm that was M/n.

M/n was just walking around. People assumed that M/n was a kind person and that he would never do anything bad towards anyone but behind closed doors, M/n can be the most dangerous person you’ll ever meet. He shows no mercy and is ruthless. But he only kills people who wronged him and people who bully him because he was the ‘quiet kid.’

Anyways M/n was just walking, he was going to the store to get some items. As M/n was walking he could feel someone watching him. He kept turning and looking around. This is what years of bullying can do to you, it makes you more aware but of course that all changed when M/n killed his bullies. M/n arrived at the store and got what he needs. 

While walking home, he could still feel eyes watching his every move. ‘Is it that damn investigator?’ M/n yelled in his mind. But little did he know that those eyes were not from the investigator but from a hero.

Time Skip (3 weeks)

For the past three weeks, M/n felt like he was being watched. M.n could rule out that it wasn’t the investigator because he still doesn’t know who is behind all of these murders. As for Midoriya, he watched M/n from the top of the building just in the shadows. He learned a lot about M/n from stalking him, he discovered that most of M/n victims are his bullies. Midoriya is lovesick for M/n. 

Midoriya finally understood what he was feeling. These feelings developed as he began to stalk M/n more. He denied it at first but it got more controlling. Midoriya wanted to join M/n but he couldn’t do that because of the investigator. So he had to deal with him.

Midoriya got out his phone and called him. It was ringing for moments until someone picked up, “Hello?” the man finally picked up. “Ah yes, is this Satoshi...  Hashimoto?” “Yes, this is Satoshi. What do you need?” “This Izuku Midoriya and I want to help you with the murder cases.” “Wait you’re the Izuku Midoriya?!” Looks like Satoshi is a fan of Midoriya. MIdoriya is just getting more annoyed about this man. 

“Answer my question. Yes or no? The more time that is consumed, the more time that killer is out there.” “Yes, I’ll be honored for you to help me.” “Okay, I want you to meet me at my apartment. Today at 11:00.” “Uhh, why your place?” “Do you want me to help or not?!” “Yes, sorry, I’ll be over there.” “Great see you at 11:00.” then Midoriya hung up. 

Midoriya sat there with a sadistic grin on his face. ‘This night will be your last.’

Time Skip (11:00)

It was 11:00 and Satoshi should be arriving soon.11:10, Satoshi hasn’t arrived. 11:30 still hasn’t arrived. Just then Midoriya received a call. “Yes, I don’t know where you live.” *sigh* “Okay I live in the (Apartment name) complex, on the 4th floor. Go straight and then take a left, and go straight.” “Okay thank you.”

It was currently 12:10 AM and Midoriya heard someone knocking on the door. ‘About time.’ Midoriya got up and walked to the door, unlocking it. “Hey, Satoshi nice to meet you.” he extended his arm out. “Nice to meet you too,” Midoriya said while shaking his hand. “Come inside.” “Okay.” Satoshi walked inside and Modoriya locked the door. 

Midoriya slowly walked behind Satoshi, pulling out the knife he had in his pocket. “So wha-” Midoriya put his hand over Satoshi’s mouth covering it so he wouldn’t make a sound. And Midoriya shoved the knife into his head killing him instantly. ‘So this is what murdering someone feels like?’ Midoriya didn’t feel guilty, he felt relieved. 

Midoriya didn’t stop there, he continued to repeatedly stab Satoshi’s body. He cut his fingers off one by one. He cut open his chest and pulled his intestines out. Midoriya released all of his anger. “Tsk, what a mess.” Midoriya grabbed the body and put it in a trash bag. He cleaned up the blood and cleaned the knife. 

Once completed Midoriya took the body to the nearby garbage dumpster and there it in. “Time to go to sleep.” 

Time Skip (3 days) 

M/n turned on the news and he was shocked at what he just saw. “The body of Satoshi Hashimoto was found in a dumpster. The killer is unknown but it is speculated that it’s the same murderer.” ‘I didn’t kill this man? If it wasn’t me then who was it?’ M/n thought to himself. But M/n didn’t care at least Satoshi wasn’t a problem anymore. 

Times Skip (10:00 PM. Another one?! Just too lazy to put anything else.)

M/n was walking when he was grabbed and pulled into an alleyway. He was shocked at first but he regained his focus and looked up at who it was. ‘Just who I looking for.’ M/n smirked but before he could pull out his knife, and stab this person, someone else killed him. The body dropped to the ground revealing the person who was behind him. And it shocked M/n.

‘Midoriya?’ M/n mouth dropped. “Hello, M/n.” “How do you know my name?” “Well… you see. You caught my attention and... to be honest I was the one watching.” M/n couldn’t process what was going on. The MIDORIYA was interested in him and he didn’t care that I kill people? “But I kill people… how are you interested in me?” “Well I knew you were a killer but I just stayed quiet. And that investigator, Satoshi? I was the one who killed him.” 

M/n was now more shocked. “You were the one who killed him?! Why though? I thought you were a hero?” “Yes, I was the one who killed. Why? Because while I was watching you, I started to develop feelings… sick feelings. And now the last question, I WAS a hero but now I want to join you.”

Not only does Midoriya want to join you in killing people but also has feelings for you. Sick feelings. ‘I mean Midoriya is kind of cute.’ you thought to yourself. “Fine, I give you a chance and you can join me.” Midoriya face lit up and he grabbed your face and pulled you into a kiss. You blushed at this. “Okay stop that, you need to prove yourself first.” Midoriya nodded his head. 

Time skip (5 months later)

Midoriya proved himself showing you that he can handle it. He also was ruthless as you and showed no mercy. You also began to develop feelings for Midoriya and you confessed to him, he was ecstatic.  He pulled you for a long kiss and you kiss back, melting into it. He pulled back and whispered.

“You’re mine. You belong to me and I belong to you.” 

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