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thinkingotherwise · 2 years ago

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Takuya x Inazuma! Confident! reader

Well... I didn't finish this on Valentine's but it's here before White Day.

It's more of a Confident-in-their-feelings! kinda thing.

It's a bit different then previous things I wrote, as the dialog is only at the end, but I hope you like it either way.

Little unrevealing of Itto Story Quest - I mean Takuya is here

You were not part of the Arataki Gang, well not officially. You were always there whenever they needed help that is. It started when you somehow befriended Kuki Shinobu and then came the rest of the Gang and now whenever Shinobu is not available to help the Gang get out of trouble they seek your help.

Surprisingly, you weren't scared of the Oni leader, opposite actually. You found him rather childish and irresponsible but he never failed to bring a smile to your face.

That's why when your extravagant friends first introduced you to Takuya he was surprised that you cared so much for the Arataki Gang and for the Red Oni. That another human beside the gang members and Traveler could be even a little compassionate when it comes to oni.

And well, after a few more meetings and experiencing your acts of service and protectiveness on a more personal level he ended up falling. Hard.

It was difficult for him to admit it, but he really felt like you were his other half, the better half. And he would be lying if he said he didn't become protective of you in a certain way.

After all the trouble he caused and the punishment he served for it, he felt a little better knowing there could be- there was and still is someone who could help him.

His little changes in character and behaviour when it came to you were quickly discovered by you yourself of course and so a little fast forward you started dating.

You, as always, were confident in yourself and your feelings. On the other hand, the blue oni felt like despite his feelings and the bond you two had, he wasn't enough for you, but he wanted to. He so wanted too.

He felt himself struggling to admit out loud the feelings he harboured but he learned from you that he could show it also by taking care of you, by being protective and by being by your side whenever you needed help.

It would be another calm day for him, if not the conversation he overheard while in Ritou. Apparently a couple broke up because one wasn't clear enough with their feelings making the other seem as if they weren't happy and didn't even try to keep the relationship going.

This caused the blue oni to worry even more. Would you also break up with him because he can't say the words back to you? Maybe you're tired of not hearing it, or maybe you are not even aware of the fact that he truly adores you and you're just with him because you're jo- No. This thought didn't even finish inside his head, you wouldn't do something like that to him. He knew you well enough to know that.

His troubled expression was soon noticed by his red oni friend and well once he set his mind to it Itto wouldn't leave anyone alone before getting what he wants.

Takuya then reluctantly told him about his worries and the red oni's mind was on one thing that could help in this situation. Ms Hina.

The advice column she has in the Publishing House. Immediately he proposed for Takuya to write about his problem to Ms Hina because she surely could help him solve it.

So they both write to Ms Hina about how Takuya has trouble telling you that he loves you and he is really nervous and worries that you may get finally sick of it and break up with him. They waited patiently for the response and you noticed that Takuya was more fidgety around you and certainly more stressed as of late. But whenever you tried to talk with him about it he always said it was nothing.

Finally the day came that Ms Hina replied that there may be other ways to say the phrase and other words to mean the same thing and if his partner loves him they surely won't mind other ways of showing that he cares.

At the same time you didn't have much to do that day and while walking past the Publishing House you decided to read through the column of Ms Hina and surprisingly you recognized one of the stories. It was odly familiar to that of yours and Takuya's and the way of writing also pointed at Takuya being the author of this question.

And so even more curiously you started reading about it.

Takuya, after acknowledging the advice from Miss Hina, asked around with the Gang's help what is the best way to tell someone 'I love you' and he finally found in some poetry book the phrase that was used with young couples nowadays and so he decided that it would be his phrase to show how much he was actually enamored with you. Hoping that you'd get what he meant and if not he decided to make you read the book and that way you'd now for sure. He also hoped that these words would actually be easier to say then the actual meaning of them.

When you and Takuya meet the next time he invited you for stargazing and he nervously tried to tell you but you decided to tease him a little, because how could he even think that you'd want to break up with him because of that. It didn't really mattered to you, not everyone was so upfront and confident in their feelings like you and you understand it.

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?"

He told you suddenly and you smirked to yourself before tilting your head and replying,

"You could say that, although if the skies were a little bit clearer it would be more visible."

You teased him and when you turn to him to saw the confused face he had and the grip he now held on the book he brought with him.

"I- I mean- it was..."

You smiled slowly and pushed yourself closer to him taking his hand in yours and entwining your fingers together.

"Hahaha, sorry. I understood, don't worry. I also think the moon is beautiful."

His gaze finally stopped at your eyes and seeing them sparkling with the night lights he sighed in relief tightening the hold on your hand.

You chuckled lightly before placing youself in front of his view and holding both of his hands.

"You don't need to worry about it. I can wait as long as needed to hear you say the words, for now I'm just happy with you showing me that you love me and that you care about me."

You told him, slowly. Hoping he'll be as confident in you not letting yourself slip out of his finger as you know he won't from yours.

"But I thought you'd be angry that I can't say it."

He muttered lowly, his head falling down but you stopped him with your hands which now were placed onto his cheeks making him look at you and only you.

"I won't ever be angry at you for something like that. For now let me be the one to say it for the both of us. I love you. I really do."

You sealed the words with a meaningful kiss on his lips and you could feel his hands twitching to hold you closer to him. And when they fell upon your figure a booming voice yelled from the nearby bushes.

"See I told you the One and Oni Arataki Itto's got you covered!" The Red Oni enthusiastically run up to the two of you.

"Itto, what the hell are you doing here?" Takuya questioned slightly angry at being interrupted in his time with you.

"Just making sure everything goes according to our plan, my oni, my bro, my dude."

"Leave." The blue oni said firmly, glaring at his friend. His hands left your waist so he could turn towards Itto fully.

"But I-" The red oni tried to talk back but you intejected quickly.

"We'll talk later Itto, thanks for help though. You can go share with the Gang how great of a wing-oni you are." You cut in before they could start arguing and sent the Red Oni away.

"What- but-" Takuya turned to you perplexed but seeing your smile sent towards him he shut up.

"Yeah! Will do (Y/n)!" Itto called loudly and run away to look for the rest of his Gang.

"See, now he's gone and we can spend some more time alone." You said joyfully sending a big smile towards Takuya who sighed loudly at the other oni's antics.

Nevertheless he quickly forgot about the loud leader and hugged you hesitantly. And as you started playing with his hair he couldnt help but bath in the warm of your body.

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It took me three tries but I did beat Cyno in TCG after Windblume 💪

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cryoculus · 2 years ago

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— reparations 06 ⟢

do i get a gold star for doing a great job or no?

★ FEATURING; arataki itto x gn!reader

★ WORD COUNT; 5.4k words

★ TAGS; modern au, flower shop au, slow burn, idiots to lovers, tooth-rotting fluff, mutual pining, no smut, sfw

★ NOTABLE CHARACTERS; arataki itto

★ DISCLAIMERS; contains completely made up shuumatsuban lore, please don't take it too seriously!

★ MASTERLIST . AO3 ★

A young boy trudges to the side of a run-down building—vials of medicine clutched in his small arms as he rests against a dingy wall. His heart still races with adrenaline as he examines the amber bottles, wondering if he even snatched up the right ones.

He lets out a shaky sigh, dabbing his fingers along the open cut on the back of his head. The warm liquid of his blood seeps from the wound, and he hisses at the abrupt contact.

Granny is so going to give him an earful later.

“You look pretty scratched up over there.”

The boy jolts at the sound of another voice. He glances around the abandoned warehouse, wondering if that security guard managed to tail him. But all he sees is a man in a gruffy looking suit—the buttons of his shirt undone to reveal twin dragon tattoos inked onto his chest. A pair of black sunglasses sits on the bridge of his nose, and the boy gulps, knowing exactly what type of person this is.

A yakuza.

“You need any help?” the man asks, taking out the cigarette from his mouth before killing the light underfoot. “Kids don’t usually wander ‘round these parts.”

“No,” he mumbles quickly, hugging the vials in his arms tighter to his chest. Granny is waiting for him back at home. He should probably get going—

“It’s your first time shoplifting, isn’t it?”

Before the boy can even move another step away, he freezes in his tracks. Is this guy going to scold him for it? Worse, is he going to turn him over to the cops?

“Yes…”

“Mmm? Figures. You’re fast enough to get away from the man guarding the pharmacy, but not nimble enough to do all that unscathed,” the man chuckles, walking closer to stare him down. “So? Why’d you steal those in the first place?”

The boy is compelled to tell him to mind his own business, but he can almost hear granny’s voice telling him not to be rude to strangers, much more adults. Even if this guy is the epitome of a shady adult himself.

“I-It’s my granny,” he mumbles. “She’s sick. She… She’s always the one who takes care of me, but we don’t have a lot of money so…”

The man nods. “You’re pretty honest for a kid.”

“...”

“Say, how about we go back to the pharmacy and apologize like proper citizens. I’ll pay for granny’s medicine if that’s what you’re so worried about.”

The boy gapes. “You’d really do that?”

“Oh, it’s not for free, though.” He laughs again, bringing down his sunglasses to give the kid a glimpse of his eyes. “You see, kid, in a world like ours, nothing is freely given. Everything comes with a price.”

“...What do you want in return?”

The man hums thoughtfully, as if only having considered it when the boy knows he probably approached him with an ulterior motive in mind. Still, if it means getting medicine for granny in a way that won’t disappoint her…

“Well, it just so happens that my team has been declining in number as of late,” he sighs and takes out a handkerchief from his pocket as he kneels in front of the boy—dabbing at the wound on the back of his head. He stares at the man, puzzled, but he only responds with an almost-gentle smile.

“What do you think about becoming my disciple, huh?”

A few days later, you can say that things have become relatively peaceful.

Too peaceful.

As promised, Itto always keeps you updated about his plans and whereabouts—texting you so goddamn often that you had to tell him to knock it off in real life. You just wanted to know what he was up to; not be unknowingly lectured about the ingrown toenail he had checked in the doctor’s clinic. Well, even if he can be a bit gross, at least he’s honoring his end of the agreement.

Your apprentice has been timing in regularly again like usual, too. Itto has familiarized himself with the specifically assigned placements on your shelves, and you can finally rely on him to do inventory while you take care of the delicate orders from your clientele. (He’s still a long way from handling your flowers with those heavy hands of his, but he’ll get to arrange a bouquet of his own one day. Maybe.)

The customers have definitely taken a liking to him as well. Ever since Itto got back from his so-called leave, the old ladies in the neighborhood fawned over him as he helped carry sacks of fertilizer to each of their houses. The bastard was all-too happy to serve, but you can’t quite put down the feeling that’s been nagging you since he returned.

This is what you wanted, right?

Itto is somewhere you can carefully watch over him, and in the event that he isn’t, he always keeps you posted through badly punctuated text messages. Just like you agreed.

But from his ghastly run-ins with the yakuza to the portrait he’d smashed that night, you were beginning to wonder if you really knew this guy as well as you thought. Well, technically speaking, it was normal not to know a whole lot about Itto. He was just a sacrificial lamb offered up by his gang to compensate for the inconvenience they caused. Your relationship doesn’t go beyond employer and employee, so the fact that you’re having all these complicated feelings about the situation doesn’t really make a lot of sense.

Everyday, before he times out for the night, you make it a point to inspect Itto’s back for any new injuries. Though he insists that the last time he’s met up with his yakuza friends was the time he passed out on your door the other night, you still can’t be too sure. You pretend not to notice the way he tenses up every time your fingers graze his healing wounds, but you’re just glad that he isn’t out there hurting himself on purpose again.

But you don’t have the time to mull over trivial things right now, sadly.

“Alright! So the wedding is in four months, and the bride wants the motif to be…” You proceed to encircle a poorly drawn doodle on your notepad before showing it to Itto. “Hydrangeas.”

He examines your work with one hand on his chin. “I don’t need to know how to spell that, do I?”

You pointedly ignore his question. “These babies will take about ten to twelve weeks to grow. If we plant them today, they should be ready by spring.”

“Am I really going to work for you for twelve more weeks, master?”

“Got a problem with that?”

“...Strangely, no.”

And that’s how you ended up going to Konda Village alongside Itto. As he helps unload the gardening tools out of the taxi, you pay the fare to the driver once your helper has retrieved everything from the trunk. The guy promptly sees his way out of the dirt road and back to the city before you can even thank him for the ride—the wheels of his car kicking up dust everywhere.

“Okay, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t expect us to just plant all these in your back alley or something,” Itto pipes up suddenly, red eyes transfixed on the plot of land that stood before you. “But isn’t goin’ all the way out here too much?”

“You’re asking an awful lot of questions today.” You roll your eyes, undoing the latch on the wooden fence as you swing the small gate open. “Hydrangeas are huge when they’re fully bloomed. Plus, I had to call in a few favors just to free up this spot. Are you saying you want to render all my efforts futile, Itto?”

“I’m saying that it probably isn’t a good idea to close up shop this time of year,” he tells you, stepping inside the lot as he sets down your equipment. “Why do you think I’ve been timing in every single day, huh?”

Why has he been timing everyday, indeed? That’s the same question that you’ve been wanting to ask him for days now. But the answer apparently has something to do with the season? You shoot Itto a puzzled look that he only returns with a gasp.

“Don’t tell me you don’t know.”

“I don’t know what?”

“You run a flower shop but you have no idea that Valentine’s Day is right around the corner?!”

“...Oh.”

Okay, maybe you lacked a bit of foresight in that regard, but… You’ve had a lot on your mind lately, okay? Sure, the sudden influx of customers is unusual enough for you to notice, but you’ve been so out of it that you never attempted to wonder why. Gods, you live in a reality where Arataki Itto—the main reason why you’re distracted in the first place—is more aware of your shop’s surroundings than you are. The world must be ending.

Just when you expect him to hound you with questions, Itto pushes up the sleeves of his shirt as he picks off a gardening hoe from your bag of tools. He flashes you a determined smile that makes you want to punch him in the face immediately after.

“So, where do we start?”

You suppose that you could’ve just ordered some pre-grown hydrangeas so you could continue cultivating them on your own. That’s going to be much faster than growing the flowers from scratch, but this is the first major booking you’ve ever accepted. If you want your business to gain a reputation for itself, you might as well showcase your skill in the process, right? What better way to ensure quality control than to grow them yourself?

You tell Itto to leave ample spaces in between plots, reminding him over and over that hydrangea shrubs take up a lot of space to the point that you’re probably annoying him. Which is fine. He should think of it as payback for all the times he talked your ear off about the most insignificant things during work hours and beyond.

Of course, you’re not some tyrant that just orders their loyal subjects around, though. You pitch in your brunt of the work by planting the seeds your mother gave you. The hydrangeas back at your parents’ house were always so lovely, and you hope you could emulate the same quality for Andou’s wedding in the spring.

“You said this plot of land was owned by your mom, right?” Itto asks out of the blue, hefting the garden hoe over his shoulder as he glances at you curiously. “Is she into growing stuff too or somethin’?”

Patting down the lump of soil you scooped over your next patch of seeds, you reply, “She used to run a flower shop before she had me. This is where she grows plants that are too high maintenance for indoor environments.”

“Ohhh, it runs in the family.” Itto nods thoughtfully. “You’ve been doin’ a pretty good job for yourself, though. I’m sure she’s proud of you.”

You try not to let the compliment get to your head.

“What about you?” you ask him. “Do you have any other family aside from the gang?”

He hums before resuming his work. “Yeah, my granny. She took me in when I was just a kid, but the folks around Hanamizaka started calling her Granny Oni after.”

“...Were you that much of a problem child?”

“Nah. It’s ‘cause I’m an oni, remember?”

You do remember; you just refuse to acknowledge it. Why is this man so determined to brand himself as a demon anyways? Either way, you’re not really in the mood to pry about that in particular.

“Right,” you say dryly. “How about blood relatives? Have you ever seen your real parents?”

You immediately realize that you’re toeing on dangerous territory when Itto visibly stiffens. The grip he has on the handle suddenly turns knuckle-white, but he’s quick to compose himself before you can even retract the question.

“My folks died of some nasty disease when I was about, I dunno, five.” He shrugs, sounding way too nonchalant for someone talking about his dead parents. “I did have a cousin who was with me all the time, though. He’s like a brother to me, but… We got separated eventually, and I haven’t seen him since.”

Something about the somber tone his voice suddenly takes on makes your face twist with sympathy. Idiotic as he might be, it isn’t so weird to know that Itto has incurred his own losses, too. What does come off as strange, however, is how he seems more attached to this cousin of his than his own parents.

“Have you ever tried looking for him?” you wonder, rising back to your feet to pat the dirt off your pants.

It takes Itto a while to answer, and you hear nothing but the sound of the garden hoe sinking into the rich brown soil. You quietly plant the seeds in the spots that he carves out for you, and when he finally speaks, you listen to every word.

“I have,” he murmurs. “But he doesn’t really want to be found.”

This time, you know better than to shatter the silence.

“Hey, master! Can you hold on for a sec?”

You glance over your shoulder with brows raised. Itto is absentmindedly hooking back the latch on the fence’s gate when you catch him typing something on his phone, and you wonder what he’s up to.

Hydrangea gardening was quite the success, and you were already done talking to the elderly couple who’d taken care of your mother’s plot since she’d purchased it. All that’s left is to head back to the city before nightfall, but your wonderful apprentice seems like he’s being held up by something entirely.

“What’s the matter?” you ask Itto once you’re in close proximity. “Since you graciously reminded me that it’s Valentine’s season, I might have to make some last-minute shipments. So I’d appreciate it if you hurry up.”

Itto chuckles softly, pocketing his phone. “I’ll have you back at the shop faster than you can blink if you come with me.”

“Come with you? What—”

You don’t even get to finish the sentence because he’s already seized you by the wrist; dragging you further into the village without giving any leeway for protest. That obviously doesn’t stop you from making a scene, though. You thrash against Itto’s grip, yelling in a way that both attracts the attention of the villagers and smashes through the peaceful air of Konda.

“Where do you think you’re taking me?! This is kidnapping!”

“You’re not a kid anymore.”

“I’m still my dad’s little rascal, so you don’t get to decide that!”

Okay, bringing up the silly names your father calls you is quite the low blow to your own pride. But just when you expect Itto to tease you about being a daddy’s girl or whatever, you briefly get a glimpse of a grim look settling over his face. He doesn’t give you time to make sure it wasn’t just a trick of the light, though. In the next second, he full-on grins with that stupid, shit-eating smile—making you forget about that split-second shift faster than a bullet train at rush hour.

“Relax, and quit making it look like I’m a serial killer,” he huffs. “I’m just going to grab my bike from the repair shop so I can give you a lift! Shinobu’s gonna cut my family jewels off if she finds out I made you walk from here to Hanamizaka, so…”

Huh. So he does have an ounce of gentlemanly pride in that thick skull of his. But still.

“You had your motorcycle fixed all the way here?” you ask incredulously.

“Konda Village may not be known for their mechanics, but the guy that tunes up my ride whenever I need a fix is trustworthy, ‘kay?” Itto informs you before finally letting go of your wrist. “In fact, we’ve already arrived~”

You blink, taking in your surroundings. Itto stopped in front of a building that looks a bit more modern compared to the other houses in the village. The metal shutters are up, revealing the inside of the shop for easier viewing. Spare parts are lined haphazardly along rows of metal shelves, and various tools can be seen hanging from the side of a wall just above a cluttered work table. The space kind of seems cramped, though. You wonder if Itto’s mechanic simply overhauled their garage and turned it into something profitable.

“‘Sup. You here to get your ride?”

You’re a bit surprised to see Haru emerge from inside, a dash of grease smeared across the side of his face as pushes up the goggles on his head. He’s one of the first members of the Arataki Gang you’ve met aside from Itto and Shinobu. But it makes sense for your apprentice to trust him with his bike so much if that was the case.

“Oh? You brought the boss lady, too?” Haru raises an eyebrow—gaze flicking your way.

“Hey, I only let it slide when Tora called them that one time,” Itto grumbles. “I’m still the boss, got that? Master over here’s got nothin’ to do with the gang.”

The mechanic chuckles, using the small towel slung over his shoulder to wipe the sweat and dirt off his face. “Well, y’know how osmosis works between brothers.”

“Osmo… what?”

“Anyways, I don’t believe we’ve properly been introduced,” Haru says, turning to you as he completely dismisses Itto’s question. You and him are going to get along; you can already feel it. “I’m Kanzaki Haru. Nice to meet you.”

Once you introduce yourself back, you can’t help but ask, “You and Tora are brothers?”

“The resemblance ain’t very uncanny ‘cause we have different mothers, but yeah.” Haru nods. “By the way, Itto. Your bike’s as good as new in the back. You wanna try it out?”

“Of course I do!”

Seemingly familiar with Haru’s workshop already, your apprentice is quick to bolt back outside—presumably to check on his motorcycle where the bike should be. You sigh. So much for packing up as soon as you could.

“You know, he’s started to look better ever since Shinobu forced him to work with you.”

His words catch you off guard a little. “I’m sorry?”

“I mean, our boss is in good hands,” he chuckles, pulling out a wheeled stool beneath his work desk before plopping himself on top of it. “The gang was pretty opposed to the idea when we broke the news, but now everyone seems convinced enough that you’re taking care of him alright. Myself included.”

“...I’m not trying to steal Itto away, if that’s what you’re insinuating.”

“It would actually do all of us a favor if you did.”

You scowl. “Do you hate him or something?”

“Quite the opposite, actually,” Haru interjects with a smile. “We love Itto so goddamn much that we want him to start thinking of himself for a change. That guy’s got a heart that’s bigger than his own body, if you still haven’t noticed.”

You have. In fact, it’s harder not to notice.

Despite the (probably) illogical reason behind it, Itto willingly deals with his own problems under the Arataki Gang’s noses because he doesn’t want them to share the same burden. He doesn’t even have to say a thing for you to know how much he cares about them. And if the hearsay about the gang being a safe haven for misfits has any real weight to them, then it would just prove Haru’s words tenfold.

“I’m sure he’s always going on and on about his oni heritage, am I right?” Haru asks.

“Actually, I’ve been meaning to ask someone about that,” you admit. “But I thought Shinobu was still busy, so I kind of put it off…”

“Haha! Well, the first thing you should know is that every word that comes out of his mouth is true.”

“...Are you telling me to play along with his oni superhero fantasy or something?”

The mechanic shakes his head. “No, I’m telling you to believe him when he says he’s an oni.”

You proceed to stare at him like he’s an escaped mental ward patient.

Haru lets out a lighthearted laugh, reaching for one of the loose screws on his desk as he fidgets with it. “It’s a bit of a stretch, yeah. And the oni blood has watered down after several generations. But those marks on his face and chest? Those ain’t tattoos. He’s had them since we were kids.”

“I’m still not buying it,” you tell him. “He doesn’t even have horns!”

“Hey, his genetics are out of anyone’s control, you know?” Haru rebuts. “Either way, I can’t and won’t force you to believe me. I just thought it’d do you some good to learn more about Itto now that you’re stuck with him.”

“Temporarily,” you add. “It’s not like he’s going to work for me forever, right? The gang’s waiting for him.”

The mechanic pauses, quietly placing that loose screw into a jar full of all sorts of metal fasteners. “You know, the Arataki Gang wasn’t always this big of a deal.”

“It started with Itto and three of his friends from the city. Now those guys were the actual delinquents. Stirring up trouble for no real reason. But after a few years, they accumulated more and more members.”

“Yet you were recognized as the top dogs of Hanamizaka,” you point out.

“Well, that’s all thanks to a certain…third party. Our mentor.”

“Mentor?”

Haru nods. “Back in the day, Shinobu, Itto, and I all trained under the Shuumatsuban. Does the name ring a bell?”

Shuumatsuban? That's the first you've heard of it, and you let him know with a shake of your head.

“Aha. Think of it as a…martial arts club of sorts,” he chimes, and you get the feeling that there’s more to it than what Haru is willingly divulging, but you opt not to press. “Our mentor trained the three of us along with a handful of other kids for a while. Tora even joined in when he was old enough to fight.”

Martial arts club, huh. Well, that explained how Itto was able to hold up against the yakuza multiple times. It also explained how Tora had it in him to jump off your balcony unscathed. That’s some mentor they have.

“We had the time of our lives—that’s the thing I remember the most. Even if our mentor was starting to disappear on us, we never stopped carrying out missio— I mean, training. You know how kids take those taekwondo tournaments seriously.” Haru punctuates this with a suspicious-sounding laugh. “At least, that’s how things were until our mentor stopped showing up completely.”

“He…abandoned you?”

He shrugs. “More or less, yeah. And get this, when we tried to investigate, we found out that he has a family of his own. He never really told us that. Shinobu even said that we were all big enough to clean up after our own messes, and that we should just leave our mentor alone with his family, but…”

“I’d be furious if my mentor suddenly left like that,” you tell him. “Isn’t that a bit harsh on his part? I know it’s just some martial arts club, but he could’ve at least explained what was up.”

Haru laughs again, but it sounds a bit lonely. “We don’t really get to have everything we want. That’s just the way things are. Although, out of the four of us, I’m pretty sure Itto was the one who took it the hardest.”

“He resents our mentor for what he did. I don’t think he’s actually over it to this day... But even if the other kids from the Shuumatsuban carried on with their own lives, Itto made sure there was still a place where misfits like us can belong,” he continues. “I was one of the first people he tried to invite. But I was already dead-set on keeping my nose out of that gang business.”

“And look where you are now,” you tease.

“Hey, if you have an adorably pushy little brother, and an equally pushy friend named Kuki Shinobu, it’s hard to keep refusing.” Haru sighs. “Now here we are, one big happy family.”

“That still doesn’t explain why the Tenryou Commission recognized you guys officially.” You cross your arms. “Come on, Itto’s taking his sweet time inspecting his ride as is. I’m sure you can share some more details.”

“I’m getting there.” He rolls his eyes. “We never expected it either, you know. One of the officers from the police station suddenly just showed up at home base and broke the news. Shinobu and I suspected that our mentor pulled a couple of strings in the sidelines as an apology of sorts, though we could never really confirm it.”

“But even if that guy left us all in the dust, it doesn’t change the fact that Itto created a safe space for people like us.” Haru smiles. “They didn't have to train the way we did back in our Shuumatsuban days. As long as they felt estranged, despised, or abandoned, we’d take ‘em all in. That's what the Arataki Gang is all about.”

…These boys aren’t troublemakers at all. Not in the slightest. You have no clue how the rumors about the gang even sprang up in the first place, but after hearing all this, you couldn’t help give Itto a couple of brownie points for his unwavering compassion. You never would’ve expected a guy like him to care about his friends so deeply.

Suddenly, a loud roar snaps you out of your musing.

“Oi, Haru! You sure you washed the engine properly? I don’t like how it sounds when I’m revving it up.”

As if on cue, the man of the hour brought his motorcycle back to the front, looking in much better condition than how it used to be the night he crashed it into your shop. The silver handles were polished to perfection, and the dragon sigil—oni sigil, you correct yourself—festooned by the headlight glimmers like solid gold.

“You’re not doubting my expertise now, are you?” Haru sighs. “That shitty bucket of bolts has been sitting in the garage for weeks. I was wondering when you’re going to bother picking it up.”

“Well, sorry I had my hands full with my new job,” Itto bites back sarcastically, but you feel no antagonism in the words. “Speaking of my new job… Master! Hop on! You still need to make a few orders, right?”

You shoot him a perplexed look. “After what you did to my store, it’s bold of you to think I’m just going to let you drive me back on this thing.”

Itto shrugs. “You seem to trust me with a lot of things now. Isn’t trusting me with your life included in the package this time?”

“You’re despicable.”

“Really, I’ve been told worse.” Itto smiles as he holds out his hand, and you hate the way your heart flutters at the sight. “Come on! We’re burning daylight!”

Reluctantly, you turn to Haru who’s already waving a hand in farewell. “It was nice talking to you, boss lady. See you soon.”

You return the gesture with a warm smile, grateful that he trusted you enough to tell you about the lives they lived as children. The mechanic’s tale certainly painted your not-so-good-for-nothing apprentice in a different light. Maybe you’ll start being a bit nicer to him from here on out.

Haru doesn’t ask, but you say it anyway.

“I’ll take care of him. That’s a promise.”

“You know, I really don’t appreciate being left in the dark!” Itto yells over the blare of the traffic as he eases his motorcycle at a red light. “Not only are my boys callin’ you boss lady now, but who the hell are you and Haru talking about? Take care of who? Do you need back-up or somethin’? I bet I can knock that guy dead!”

“Yeah, I’m sure you can,” you say, leaning against the backrest of his bike. “Don’t worry your empty little head about it.”

“Empty?!”

Before he can get another word out, the light turns green. Itto groans.

The trip was faster than you’d expected. Konda Village was a thirty minute drive away from the city, but Itto made it to the outskirts of Hanamizaka in fifteen. While you had some reservations about riding with him, he proved to be a much better driver than you thought. Those yakuza assholes must’ve bashed his head pretty bad that night for him to crash into your shop.

But that’s not the only thing you end up mulling over about the man in front of you.

You think about Haru’s words over and over. About how Itto takes poorly to being left behind; about how he makes sure no one else has to feel the same way. Then, you remember the fact that his parents passed so early in his life, and the cousin that he seems to have never stopped looking for.

He always takes things in stride, you realize. Always grinning like a goddamn madman before hurtling headfirst into his stupid ideas. But you also realize that just because he’s someone who can effortlessly make the people around him smile, doesn’t mean he’s invincible.

You witnessed that firsthand when he came to you, sporting the worst piece of hazing evidence you’ve seen in your life.

When it all comes down to it, you still don’t know how to feel about this stack of contradictions that goes by Arataki Itto. You don’t know why he’s dabbling with the yakuza. You barely know anything about the guy at all. But you do know that a person who can easily tell you that you’ve been doing a great job also needs someone to let them hear the words in return.

It’s the least you can do, after all.

Your eyes rove over the way his unruly white hair sways in the breeze. Itto had the decency to tie it when you decided to ride behind his back. And it makes it awfully easy for you to circle your arms around the broad circumference of his torso—pressing your cheek against his back as you lock him in a loose embrace.

Itto doesn’t flinch at the contact like you expect him to. He merely tenses for a fraction of a second before his muscles ease up after a moment’s hesitation. You breathe in the scent of sun and sweat clinging to his hair, and surprisingly, you don’t mind. In fact, you even find yourself worrying about the wounds on his back. But if you were so concerned, you suppose you could just inspect them once you got back to the shop.

“You’re doing a great job,” you tell him, hoping the words won’t get lost in the wind.

He doesn’t say anything; doesn’t give any sort of reaction. But you can almost feel him smiling away from view either way.

For you, that was enough.

“So? How’s my driving?”

“You had me at a loss for words there,” you say once you hop off his bike—handing the only helmet he has in the trunk back to him. “You’re a pretty decent driver yourself, Itto. Though if you’re going to let other people ride more often, you should have two helmets in stock.”

“Right, right. Road safety and all that jazz.” He waves a hand nonchalantly.

“You’re good enough to get a license~”

“Um, excuse me, I so have a driver’s license!” Itto corrects, fumbling around in his pockets to bring out his (usually empty) wallet. “Here! See that? I look dashing in my picture, just so you know.”

You lean in for a closer look as he shows you the card. Hmm… It’s issued by the Tenryou Commission’s Land Transportation Department. Looks official enough—

Wait a second.

“Itto,” you begin, meeting his eyes warily. “This thing was issued two years ago.”

“Yeah, what about it?”

“You do know that you have to renew your license every year, right?”

“... No, I did not know that.”

“Is this why you’ve been getting arrested so often?!”

“Hey, I’ve never once been arrested for violating traffic regulations! Okay, maybe I was thrown into the slammer once for beating a red light. And I almost ran over a kindergartner on his way to the day-care. Oh, and let’s not forget the very reason why the two of us even met in the first place—”

I can’t believe I felt sympathy for this guy, you think to yourself—groaning as Itto lists off his public offenses while you both head inside the shop.

But it's not like I’m about to stop, either.

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The Perfect Girl - Chapter 9 (Kamisato Ayato x Reader)

Author’s Note: All characters are OOC! Please be reminded that this fanfic is Modern! AU and Highschool! AU and none of this are canons to the actual lore of Genshin Impact. I do not own Genshin Impact or the characters in the game!

Synopsis: You were a graduating high school student who somehow got involved in unfortunate events and transferred to Teyvat International School. Due to your “complicated” physical features, you became the main target of the school’s “bully”, Kamisato Ayato! Together with his friends, Diluc Ragnvindr, Tartaglia, and Arataki Itto.

Word Count: 3.7k

Taglist: @frieschan @nejibot

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It was already 8 pm when Kamisato Ayato came home, he willingly fell asleep next to you and wasn't aware how many hours had passed since he left.

"What are those looks for?" Ayato entered the living room quietly with his friends staring at him as if they saw a ghost.

"Where have you been?" Miko asks, it is seen in her eyes that she was worried.

"I went for a stroll and bought dinner for everyone" Ayato replied and showed the bag packed with Japanese food.

"Let's go to the table then" Ayaka grabbed some of the bags from her sibling and hurried to the dinner table followed by her other friends.

Diluc sneaked up behind Ayato and slightly smelled his clothes. He knew the smell that stuck to his clothes he was very familiar with this smell. It was the smell of the ICU in the hospital.

"Liar" Diluc whispered to him. Ayato felt cold air straight down his back followed by his friend's gaze

"You went to the hospital didn't you?" He added.

Ayato was stunned by how his friend guessed correctly that he visited you.

"I heard something from an old friend." Ayato stared at his neutral face.

"Alright, then that settles it. I thought you were visiting Y/N" Diluc grinned at him and followed their friends to the table.

—

"We've been worried sick about you"

"He probably felt sick inside the house that's why he went out to stroll for a while."

"Hey, Ayato…"

Ayato never had proper sleep for days ever since you were put into a coma. Every day, every night, the memory of you bleeding on the floor has been haunting him and he still blames himself for it.

"So where did you go Ayato?"

"Hey Albedo, can you teach me this lesson I didn't understand?"

"Sure!"

Today, he slept peacefully next to your hand holding his. Even if visitors have a limited time of visiting, the nurses didn't disturb him that his time was up already when they saw him sleeping peacefully. He felt warmth around you.

"Why didn't you tell us that you were going to go out? Ayato?"

"Is he hearing us?"

"He's… just eating his food…"

"I think he's thinking something very deep that he remained unbothered even after we called him."

What's even weirder is that Ayato seemed to lose his feelings for Miko because she gradually changed when you came. She wasn't sweet and compassionate like she used to be, maybe it was her true colors. Then why does it feel like he likes someone other than Miko? Was Ayato in denial? He wasn't sure about his feelings whenever he was around this someone.

(No, I only love Miko… and it will always be here.) He said to himself while chewing on his food quietly.

"Why don't we visit Y/N?" Ayaka suggested, this set the mood of the table from something quiet to something full of hope and excitement.

*Chopsticks dropped* *choke* *cough* *cough* *cough*

Ayato quickly grabbed a cup of water and drank it to prevent himself from choking. He was wondering who that person might be and who knew that hearing your name would skip a beat of his heart.

"Brother? Are you okay?" Ayaka offered her sibling some tissues and fetched more water for him.

"Y-yes I'm alright. Thank you. It's just, this is too peppery" He replied while wiping his mouth with a tissue.

"Peppery? You're eating sashimi… there are no peppers in sashimi and you're not eating those pepper-crusted tuna or salmon" Childe said, he wondered how could Ayato choke on sashimi alone and said it was too peppery? If it's wasabi, he would have said the food he was eating was a little spicy or minty. He couldn't have mistaken it for pepper.

"Maybe he added more wasabi…" Ayaka embarrassingly replied to his friend. Even his sister doesn't know what happened to her brother.

"Miko, you don't have to come if you don't want to," Diluc suggested, he only thinks of your safety. Who knows if that girl unplugs your life support, after all, this is her best chance to end you if she wants to.

"I don't want you to come with us at all" Lumine said and just like Diluc, she has the same reasons for your safety.

"I don't care because I'm not going to volunteer to visit her." Miko placed down her chopsticks and then rolled her eyes while crossing her arms.

Ayato quietly finished his food. He wasn't talkative as usual, his mind was somewhere else while his friends continued talking about their school work. He must have missed a lot during his suspension.

…

The night has ended peacefully, fortunately, nothing bad has happened. Everyone decided to visit you tomorrow morning before they bid their goodbyes and gratitude to the Kamisato Family.

— The Next Day —

"Brother, are you going to join me in going to the hospital?" Ayaka knocked on her brother's room but no one seemed to answer her back.

"I'm going inside now." She said and slowly twisted the doorknob of his bedroom. A few walks in revealed a sleeping Ayato, he was tired from yesterday.

(Maybe it's best if I don't wake him up now, I'll just text him.) Ayaka thought to herself while she fixed the bed sheets for her brother before she closed the lights that were left open and left him alone.

Ayaka texted her friends that were already at the hospital waiting for the Kamisato Siblings. She informed them that Ayato would be joining soon since he was fast asleep.

She bid the maids and servants goodbye before going inside their private car where the driver would bring her to the hospital where they were confined.

—

"I hope Y/N's finally awake!" Lumine said she's so excited to see you even if there's no update about your condition.

"Hopefully she's… awake…" Diluc softly said.

"I'm here!" Ayaka opened the door of her car waving to her friends.

"Hey!" Childe waved at her.

"So is your brother coming or not?" Diluc casually asked if Ayato went out to visit you and not just some of his old friends.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to leave him a text message!" Ayaka quickly grabbed her phone from her purse and texted Ayato whether he was awake or not.

"Let's go in shall we?" Diluc suggested and his friends followed him inside.

—

"We're here to visit Y/N L/N," Diluc said to the nurse.

"Ah, we only allow two visitors at a time inside the ICU. What's your name? So I'll write it down in the visitor's list." The nurse replied.

"Diluc Ragnvindr," Diluc said while glancing towards his friends who seem busy talking to each other. He walked up to them, mainly Childe.

"So we're up first in visiting her, the nurse said two visitors are only allowed at a time" He smiled.

"Let's go then!" Childe stretched his arms around before preparing to enter the ICU. The two men were helped by the staff in wearing their gowns before entering.

They slowly walked up to your room and as expected you were still fast asleep in a coma but you looked so much better than when Diluc first visited you. However, there is something very odd, something that doesn't belong.

—

"Oh shoot, I forgot my handkerchief in Y/N's hands…" Ayato quickly stood up from bed when he received his sister's text message.

He dashed through the bathroom to take a bath not minding where his dirty clothes would be, he'll fix them later.

He opened the shower as cold water streams down from his toned body while he brushes. Even if he's already awake, he still feels like his whole consciousness is asleep.

Ten minutes after he goes out of the bathroom, he wraps his bottom with a towel while checking for something to wear.

"What should I wear?"

"Should I bring her flowers?"

"Why would you bring her flowers?"

The man started to speak to himself. Thoughts about something that would make you happy but he shouldn't care right?

"What am I doing?"

"Ugh, I hate you so much Y/N, you're making me talk to myself like I'm crazy." He rolled his eyes while he finally found something to wear, it was a long-sleeved sky blue polo and black slacks together with some necktie and cost. Ayato looks like he has a formal party to attend.

He goes down from his bedroom and informs Koharu that he'll be leaving for the day.

"You're going on a date, my Lord?" Koharu asked and hid her laugh.

"Yeah… I mean no! Take care everyone." Ayato walked outside the house to his car while covering his reddened face because he suddenly said he was on a date but the date was going to visit you.

Before starting the car, he texted Ayaka that he was already on his way to the hospital.

—

*ding*

"O-oh! My brother just replied to my message. He said that he's on the way now." Ayaka said to Lumine who's currently sitting in the waiting room of the ICU.

"I wonder how's Diluc and Childe doing inside. I hope they don't cry out loud for her." Lumine laughed thinking about Childe since he's a bit panicky about his friend's safety.

…

"I knew that son of a b- lied!" Diluc whispered to Childe while looking at you.

"Lied? Who?" Childe faces Diluc whose face is quite… irritated.

"Ayato, he went visiting Y/N yesterday. That's why he's been acting all odd and quiet. Look at the handkerchief in Y/N's hand, I wouldn't mistake that for another person. He even left a Sakura petal and his omamori" Diluc said while pointing at your hand.

"Wait you're right, that is his handkerchief. That man is like walking art. He has his cup, own style of clothes, whatever." Childe said while pointing at the piece of white cloth with a thin sky blue border.

"Do we leave it here on her hand?" Childe's face showed a look of puzzlement.

"He left his omamori or the good luck charm… he probably wished for Y/N's recovery… so we should let it be." Diluc was convinced that he shouldn't return it to Ayato since he probably left it there for a reason. But he's more curious about why didn't Ayato just tell the truth right away yesterday.

Diluc's eyes wandered around the hospital and noticed that Ayato changed the red roses he brought last time to blue stargazer lilies.

(Could it be that Ayato? No that's not possible, he doesn't remember.) Diluc shook his head. It's not likely that Ayato is starting to have feelings for you as well because that would mean there are three of them wanting you to be their girlfriend.

"Hey Y/N! Once you wake up and the doctor says you're free to go. I'll bring you dates every day or every week!" Childe said to your unconscious body.

"That's if she wants to go out with you." Diluc teasingly replied to Childe which made Childe's face frown a little bit.

—

While patiently waiting for her brother, Ayaka recalls a memory from more than 10 years ago right after the accident. Coincidentally, you were having the same memory from your dream.

It was a memory about how Ayaka was ordered by her parents to stay quiet or have her lips zipped for her entire life not unless Ayato remembers it himself.

Kamisato Ayato truly loved you even if he was young, he knew that you were the one for him.

His feelings all started back then when you accidentally pushed him down the stairs during the Kamisato Annual Celebration.

"Hey watch where you're going! You're destroying my handsome face…" Ayato looked up at you.

You were panicking because you accidentally pushed downstairs the heir of a prestigious family and from the look of it, he looked really mad at you. You covered your mouth with your hands while looking around if anyone saw you but fortunately, no one was there.

Ayato scanned your face, there stood a drop-dead gorgeous young lady.

"There you are Ayato, we've been looking for you." A large man came up to him, you assume that it was his father.

(So his name is Ayato…) You thought to yourself.

"What happened to you, my child?" The man asked his son who has a small bruise on his arm.

"I… I'm so-" You were cut off by an answer that you didn't expect to hear.

"S-she was so beautiful! I didn't notice where I'm going and I fell off" Ayato lied and covered for you.

You were blushing when you heard what he said. Your heart was pounding, how could someone you just met would lie and cover for your own mistakes.

"Her?" The man looked up at you.

"She is Lady Y/N of the L/N Family. The main purpose of this party is for the collaboration of their family with ours and you are supposed to meet her later but it seems like fate was on your side. The two of you already met." The man laughed while he helped his son stand up.

"D-dad I want to marry her!" Young Ayato tried to convince his father but all that he got was his father laughing again.

"You can but for you to do that. You're going to court her since these kinds of things shouldn't be forced. You must know if she would reciprocate your feelings or not. You're still young, my child." The man explained to him.

You're too far from them and you can't hear a single thing so you decided to come downstairs.

"I was about to help him b-but- he's so handsome. I was too stunned to move" You went with the flow with his lie but little did you know how much this affected Kamisato Ayato's heart.

His heart was racing and it was obvious from how red his ears and cheeks are.

You came up to him to hug him but what caused a little… commotion is when you kissed his cheeks because you thought, as a child, that kissing cheeks are normal things to do because your parents often do it to shower you with their love.

"D-DAD! S-something's h-hard!" Ayato immediately spoke after kissing his cheeks which shocked his father.

"I'm taking him away from you now, I'll see you later Lady L/N" The head of the Kamisato Clan pulled his son away from you and walked away.

You wonder what you did wrong.

But now that you see this memory, you knew that you gave Ayato his first boner and he was panicking about what was happening.

Kamisato Ayato can't get you off his mind that after the party he requested that the two of you meet more often whether it's at your residence or his.

"Is your brother here yet?" Ayaka snapped back from reality when she saw Diluc walk out of the ICU with Childe following him.

"Not yet, let's go. It's our turn to check up on Y/N" Ayaka replied and signaled Lumine to enter the changing room so they can wear proper gowns for protection.

Just like Diluc, Ayaka was quick to notice the items that his brother left inside the room.

Lumine was busy talking to your unconscious body which left Ayaka reminiscing before your family disappeared from the public after the accident.

—

Ayato arrived at the hospital with his two friends staring at him because he looks so formal while they only wore their casual clothes.

"Where's my sister?" Ayato asked.

"You know where she is right now, you probably won't need a guide from the nurses either." Diluc calmly said before saying his next sentence that might make Ayato fall to his knees.

"The next time you lie, you shouldn't leave evidence. It's alright, it's our little secret, no one's mad. Pfff, but your sister is very sharp, she'll know it too." Diluc laughed which made Ayato cold sweat.

Ayaka and Lumine walked out of the ICU.

Ayaka handed out in secret to Ayato the handkerchief he left on your hand but she didn't bother bringing back the omamori he left for you.

"Just in time, I guess…" Ayato scratched the back of his head and quietly walked inside the ICU after.

—

"My lady is going on a trip!" Ayato happily sings inside the car with you.

"Calm down Ayato, you're too excited" You slid closer to him from your chair which frightened Ayato because behind his pocket, he hides a special necklace specifically made for you.

"My Lady… Y/N L/N… I love you with all my heart. I swear by my name that I will always be your Knight in Shining Armor, your only prince who will protect you from danger." Ayato held your hand and placed it on his chest, you felt his heartbeat racing for you.

It's been an hour already since you left the Kamisato residence, the driver was different and the two of you thought that your family hired a new one so you had your guard off around him.

"Children like you are very annoying…" The driver said but wait, that doesn't sound right.

You looked at the driver in the mirror, it revealed a creepy creepy-looking predator.

"I'm just following orders… at least my family wouldn't be poor now…" The driver continued and drove the car at more than 100mph. You immediately knew that this man was going to kill both of you, even himself.

"Ayato- he's going to crash the car! We're going to get killed." You said to him, you could see it all from his face. Regret, anger, and sadness.

"Don't worry my lady, I'm going to protect y-" The car suddenly made a turn making you two thrown off to the other side of the seat, in a matter of seconds before the car crashed.

Ayato didn't make it to protect you but ins, but it was you who tried to shield him but your body is too small for him. All you heard was the sound of a crash with your arms wrapped around him before everything turned black.

Luckily, Ayato was still conscious right after the crash, thanks to your protection.

"I… I'll get us out of here Y/N!" Ayato tried to get outside the car by crawling through the broken window and pulling your body too. Even with a bleeding head and a broken leg, Ayato successfully got out of the car with you. He got burns on his skin due to everything that felt hot around him, he didn't recognize what fire was since all he had in mind was to get out with you no matter the danger surrounding you.

Ayato knew he had to crawl far away from the car since it was going to explode sooner or later due to the fire, there, he managed to crawl a little before the car exploded. He looked at you completely bleeding with broken bones, he placed his head on your chest, and he cried because of the low pulse he felt. It was a miracle that you were still alive but he's still worried.

When Ayato looked back at the car there was another explosion with flying debris hitting him on the head, knocking him unconscious on top of your body that barely survived.

…

The next thing you know is you're in a white room with a lot of beeping machines. Your vision is blurry and hazy but you tried to look around to look at your mother.

Your head felt light, you tried to recall what happened but your mind went blank. You no longer remember anything and your parents are very well aware of this which is why they decided to move to another state far away from the Kamisato Family and from there you grew up with the feeling that you were always forgetting something very important, something you didn't want to forget but you did.

On the other side of the country where Ayato resides was Ayaka being ordered by her parents.

"My dear, Ayaka, you must never bring up this incident again with your brother. I'm ordering you to zip your mouth and keep quiet with all of these. Your brother has lost a part of his memory and it would be most likely about the Lady of the L/N household. Her family has decided to disappear from the public after the attempted assassination of their daughter and our son and who knows if you reminded Ayato, he'll be angry at us because no one knows if the Lady is still alive and you know your brother. He doesn't give up and will not believe until he sees Y/N in the flesh." Ayaka's mother said to her, she is tearing up already but she was glad to know that her brother is alright. All these years she has been keeping it to herself that deep inside her heart she was happy seeing you alive when you first entered the school and somehow… fate reunited you again with your lost lover.

Maybe you and Ayato were truly meant for each other no matter how long and even if people tried to separate the two of you.

You'll always find a way back to each other.

…

"You're the perfect girl I've met."

…

Your eyes open, you wake up from your comatose. Tears were streaming down your face and as soon as your vision began to clear you looked at someone who looked like they'd seen a dead person who resurrected from the dead.

What is he doing here? Is he still apologizing to you but you already forgave him a long time ago. (A/N: Y/N doesn't know that Ayato apologized the other night since she doesn't have a perception of time while she was in a coma so she thought that was a long time ago already.)

"Y/N…" He softly said while tightening his hand around yours with the omamori in between.

"Ayato…" You whispered to him, feeling the warmth of his hand. There was a long silent pause between the two of you, only the sound of the machines beeping.

No words were said, he let go of your hand and wrapped his arms around you.

"I'm sorry…" He said to your ear, you could feel his tears from your neck and shoulder.

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ninlilwinds · 3 years ago

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(OLDER)Genshin Impact MasterList

Character Defending Fem! Best friend! Reader! (Venti, Scaramouche, Xiao, Childe)

Genshin Characters x Reckless Fem! Reader (Venti, Xiao, Childe)

Genshin Characters with hardworking and admirable reader! (Scaramouche, Childe)

Fem!Reader gets insulted behind her back, but their girlfriend hears(Ningguang, Raiden Ei, Kujou Sara)

Characters x reader who says I love you without thinking!(Monstadt: Diluc, Kaeya, Venti. Liyue: Xiao)

Fem Best Friend Reader cuddling with Characters!(Xiao, Childe (Tartaglia), Scaramouche, Venti)

Reader who Doesn't know how to react to gifts(Monstadt: Diluc, Venti, Kaeya. Liyue: Zhongli, Xiao. Other: Childe) (Part 2: Arataki Itto, Ayato, Thoma, Kazuha)

Genshin Characters With Stressed out Reader because of testing(Monstadt- Diluc, Kaeya, Venti. From Liyue: Zhongli, Xiao. Inazuma: Arataki Itto, Thoma. Other: Childe)

Characters Taking Care of Overworked Reader! (Venti, Scaramouche, Childe)

Reader Who Tries to Talk to Hillichurls!(Kaeya, Dainsleif)

Genshin girls helping stressed out and tired reader because of exams!(Ei, Ningguang)

Reader falling into their arms!((In order) Xiao, Childe, Zhongli, Diluc, Kaeya, Arataki Itto, Ayato, Thoma, Scaramouche, Bennett, Xingqiu)

Scaramouche with Best Friend Fem Reader Who's opposite of him!

Isekai'd Best Friend Reader! (Venti, Scaramouche, Zhongli, Ei)

Reader Rejects them!((In order) Scaramouche (Bad ending), Diluc (Good ending), Childe (Neutral? ending)

Character's defending Reader(In order) Shenhe, Yanfei, Rosaria. Lumine)

Gojo-Like Reader x Characters(Ei, Ningguang, Yae Miko)

Reader that can fall asleep anywhere(Ei/ Raiden Ei)

When Reader gets a Brain Freeze(Venti, Childe, Arataki Itto, Diluc, Kaeya)

Professional, but Fan reader!(Scaramouche, Ayato)

Taking Care of Sick Reader!(Ninggaung, Shenhe, Ei, Lumine, Xiao)

Cuddling with Lumine

Scaramouche finds long lost "sibling"

Reader has a crush one someone else (Scaramouche, Childe, Ayato, Venti)

Physical touch love language (Ei, Ningguang, Rosaria, Ei)

Reader with powers like Scarlet Witch (MCU) (Scaramouche, Lumine, Childe)

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neko-nemesis · 3 years ago

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Just a toy~

Arataki itto x afab reader

Warnings : sexual content below, MDI (minors don't interact), mutual pinning, a little bit of pervert! Itto (stealing your underwear), mostly Dom reader x sub Itto, Degradation, Oral (receiving), brief description of everything. Lmk if I missed anything <3

Note: Hii hello, yes I'm not dead dw. IM SORRY DJDJDKDjhfejke I know I've been like deactivated for like a whole ass month? I'm sorry my luvs, I've been sick and terribly busy. Been busy with going to the hospital, with classes and personal issues. Aite enough information of me, HOWS EVERYONE BEEN. I GOT ZHONGLI EVERYBODY!! <3 I hope everyone is getting whoever they wished for! During my time off, I've noticed that I got 500 followers?!?!? I started written from last year's December and been dead all around January (OOPS) but this is insane? Thank you ALL so much for the support, y'all are keeping me going to write out all my fantasies mwah. I've something coming special soon enough, that is if I don't ghost y'all again <3 (I'm kidding, pls god no)

Interactions and reblogs are very much appreciated <3 thank you all sm for everything. Hope you enjoy this bit of Itto that I've rushed writing while literally waiting for my appointment LMAO

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-You're one of the well respected noble lady of all Inuzuma, one that catches everyone's eyes, even the one particular Oni.

-The familiar red eyes would linger on you longer than anyone else as you went around the city. While most citizens would come up to you, starting conversations or simply pay respect as they greet you, Itto Arataki stayed behind.

-Usually the great one and oni feared none, specially not those who are little compared to his height, forget status! But something about y/n made him act like a silly teenager with a crush.

-preferring to loudly announce that suddenly some onikabuto are screaming his name or that he's simply done annoying kids for the day as he quickly runs off whenever he senses you near.

-But unfortunately for him, he was into an onikabuto fight with the kids one day, that he didn't even notice how he caught your eyes as you walked up close and peered over his shoulders, intrigued to see who wins.

-imagine his surprised when he loses but then hears you from behind, "Oh don't be discouraged! You may win the next." And lay a hand on his broad shoulder, giving a comforting squeeze.

-from that day on, he manages to be friends with you. Often surprising you with his palm full of Sakura petals with his face turned pink or little trinkets he buys with little money but that's okay, he always thinks of you, hoping you would like them.

-the innocence only could stay long as now being close to you, his mind would take a turn and fill in thoughts he shouldn't have for a friend!

-But he can't help it, not when he finds baskets of laundry nearby and 'accidentally' fishes out used undergarments belonging to no one else but you whenever he had the chance to visit you in the noble residence.

-But little did the poor oni knew, it was your own little setup, oh how naive and adorably dirty he was, did he think you didn't know? Did he think you wouldn't know of your missing panties? Or how his eyes darkened and stayed glued whenever you dressed almost barely around him alone.

-Seeing the pattern continue for weeks now without seeing Itto making a rather straight forward move on you was getting on your nerves, so you took it all on yourself to 'confront' your friend and give him a piece of your mind.

You could hardly think straight, you couldn't believe your eyes to say the least. You definitely weren't expecting seeing your usually confident and loud "friend" giving you nervous glances every so often as he sat down close below you under your command while you sat near the edge of the your bed, toying with your kiseru pipe with one hand.

"Look at you baby~" you purr, leaning down as you ran a hand down from his burning face, upto his neck, wrapping those pretty fingers of yours around it and giving a gentle squeeze. "I can't believe it, the proud one and only oni, being such a pathetic little thing in my hands" you mock him, smoke coming out of your mouth as you laugh as he shivers under your gaze. Well fuck, he dares not to even breathe as you bring your face close to his, he could smell the hint of tobacco on your breath.

"So, repeat what you said earlier baby." Your grip on his neck gets a little harder, "I need to hear it again." He gulps. Every touches you proved to him has him on a chokehold, he was craving more and more and the way you bit your lip seductively while inching your foot closer to his cock that was so painfully erected, leaving an obvious imprinted on his pants as you pressed on it, making him whimper below you as he felt a sick sense of pleasure from such humiliating acts you put on. The once great Oni was really under your feet, below you reduced into nothing but into a puppet, of whose strings you pull onto doing whatever your little heart desired.

His face turns into more shades of red than anyone could even imagine of, "I- I'm sorry, I didn't-" this angered you, why is he saying he didn't wanted to? When you clearly were aware of all the panties that randomly went missing on the days your Oni friend came around. Why is he saying he didn't wanted to when it was so painstakingly obvious that he is in love with you? Why is he saying he didn't wanted to when he wrapped around all those mere fabrics, which were stained of you around his throbbing cock as he couldn't help but moan out your name whenever he had the chance to?

"oh? You didn't?" You question, "are you saying you didn't wanted to steal my panties and fuck yourself with it?" You grin seeing his wide eyes, "NO- it's n-not" "are you denying the fact you want to fuck me?" "L-Lady- y/n, No-" "are you saying you're not in love with me?"

He's heavy breathing now, taking alot longer for him to process everything. I mean, could you blame him? The well-respected Noble of all Inuzuma caught him red handed doing such a disgusting act and on top of that, having to hear them recite all his secret feelings he hold for them. He felt so embarrassed yet so aroused, the feeling of being so small under their gaze was setting off fireworks in his stomach, it was driving him crazy.

"What if I were to say that...I hold similar feelings for you?" You say, inhaling smoke from the kiseru, watching his handsome face turning into a frown with confusion. "Oh- now don't tell me you're that dumb, Arataki itto." You giggle, sighing you boldly grab one of his arms, running the tip of your sharp nail on his red lines, teasing him to the edge. "It's why I dared to befriend you, didn't you notice?" "I a-apologize or whatever for interrupting you my lady but a-are you saying you like me?!?" Ah, there he is. You can tell he's trying his best to not grin from ear to ear, Itto could only pray you can not hear his heartbeats, it was hammering against his ridcage. "Oh.. I don't know" you faked a sigh as your small hand brought his between your thighs, "you tell me, my dearest." The feeling of your bare soaking cunt on his finger tips had the oni frothing from his mouth, oh how he has dreamt of this!

Months of pinning over the noble lady everyone wished to be with, the oni couldn't help but feel the primal urge inside of him to slaughter whoever dreamt the same of him. Not one day has passed where he hasn't thought of touching y/n like no one else has before. Always wondering how your smooth skin would feel under his, how your arousal may taste like on his long tongue, how fucking good your tight cunt would feel wrapped around his cock as he gets the chance to yell out loud his love for you if he has to.

Now all that he dreamt of, was coming true.

You roll your eyes, letting go of his neck as you lean back, "Oh now, don't say I need to bring you to kiss me too." Don't tell it to him twice. The pipe drops from your hand on the floor, making a clang sound as you felt his lips mold onto yours in a hungry manner, he could feel you smile on his skin, the feeling of your soft lips on his left as soon as they came, when he felt the rough tug. He realized you pulled away by tugging him off by the spiky collar on his neck.

"Patience~ now, I'm hoping you do know what to say for your confession, yes?", He almost whines in disappointment but obliges with no hesitation anymore. "I'm sorry for s-stealing your undies!" He exclaims, trying his hardest to sound normal but failing. "I- I couldn't help it, you know?" It's now him bowing down and leaving a trail of wet kisses on your exposed thighs. "I was gettin' desperate, you're a big tease, lady y/n." a gutteral growl erupts from him as he sinks his fangs onto your flesh, hard enough to leave a crescent mark. You give him a pleased smile, "yeah?" "Yeah." "Well then-" you stood up only to put on a show as you let go of the loosely tied kimono and let it pool beneath your feet, standing bare. Itto once again drops his jaw as he could only stare up. Memorizing every curves and exposed skin his ruby eyes could look at.

"Go on then." Your sinister grin did not go unnoticed by the man below you, "Kneel down properly and show me, just how desperate you can be, hmm?" This time, flushed face but lips tugging into a smirk, itto's arm rose to wrap around your hips.

"oh my lady, I will show you just what dreams are made of."

"Attaboy."

Getting the confidence back, he made quick work on you. So here you were, clutching onto his silver locks and horns for leverage as you rode his face, itto happily complying as he thrust his long tongue into your needy hole, licking and slurping down everything you had to offer. Getting a taste of you was enough to convince the man, half oni to mark you as his.

If you wanted him as your toy, oh he so happily will be your fucking toy as long as you stayed his and his only for a long time.

xxx

#genshin impact #arataki itto #arataki x you #arataki itto smut #itto smut #itto can fr use me however #itto x reader #Arataki #arataki gang #genshin arataki itto #genshin smut

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slimearchon · 3 years ago

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Arataki Itto x GN Reader Comfort and Care

🍮- is my signature for my fics @slimearchon

Word count: 3104

Warnings: Being sick. Very brief mentions of blood and torture.

Title: Arataki Itto x GN Reader Comfort and Care

Summary: Itto takes care of you when you are sick.

(Picture/Gif not mine, credit to owner)

🍮-You had been fine that evening, you had taken a long relaxing bath and eaten a good meal that night. You had to dine alone that night, your husband having a huge meeting with all the other gang leaders in the area.

🍮-He didn’t exclude you, you requested to dine alone yourself, you enjoyed dinner a lot more when blood and torture weren’t brought up constantly. You had welcomed them into your house before retiring into your room to eat and laze around until the moon was high in the sky.

🍮-You treated yourself to a long soak in the tub, taking extra care to scrub your skin with soothing oils and soaps. You even treated yourself to a face mask, leaving your skin feeling rejuvenated.

🍮-Itto had been known to spoil his spouse and you weren’t one to refuse any gift sent your way. You weren’t shy about him spending money on you, every shiny coin of mora he sprinkled you with brought a smile to your face and that was the only thing he was after.

🍮-Your praise and your lovely lips peppering soft kisses on his face.

🍮-He might have spoiled you in mora but you tended to spoil him in affection. Lazing on his lap constantly, like a cat who found a good sunspot by the window. Running your hands lovingly up and down his chest when he would get a little too aggressive in meetings.

🍮-Washing his hair in the luxury bathhouse that he had constructed on the property, its use was only exclusive to you two. Countless hours of you combing and washing his hair in the very big tub.

🍮-The Oni was a big man so it was only right he had a bath that was the size of a pond to share with his spouse. The dark wood he had picked out giving an amazing smell of cedar to the whole room.

🍮-He also had no problem joining you in face masks and scented oils, he was a man that took pride in smelling and looking good. Not caring if anyone thought any different from him. One of your morning rituals being you standing on a stool and lovingly applying polish to his horns.

🍮-The transparent ointment making his red horns glisten nicely in the sunlight.

🍮-Once out of the bath you had dressed for bed, putting on a little more layers than usual since the season was changing and the nights had started to grow colder, which usually didn’t bother you much, your husband providing enough heat to make the sun jealous.

🍮-But with his absence, it brought not only a mental coldness but a physical one as well. One of the maids had already lit the stove in the room while you were in the bath, you hummed happily at the toasty room.

🍮-You crawled into bed without trouble and settled into the headboard, enjoying a nice book to help pass the time before your eyes began to sting in tiredness. You blew out the lamp by the bed and settled into the sheet.

🍮-The bed was also custom made to fit your husband’s size, without his massive frame cuddling up next to you the bed felt even more ridiculously big. It seemed your body had changed from being happy and content to miserable and uncomfortable in just an hour.

🍮-You had been tossing and turning in the bed, not able to get comfortable, you had assumed it was because your husband wasn’t with you but soon a chill overtook your body. You felt sweaty and overheated but the moment you tried to take your hands out from under the comforter you felt them grow ice cold.

🍮-Soon your throat started acting up as well, it was becoming itchy and swollen, the sides of your neck becoming tender, forcing you to settle into the bed flat on your back.

🍮-Itto’s dinner meetings usually ran late, well into four in the morning when he would finally stumble his way into bed with you. You tended to get clingy when sick, not wanting anything more than to being coddled a tiny bit when you weren’t feeling well.

🍮-You imagined it was because in your childhood if you had fallen ill barely anyone would show an inkling of concern for your health your way. Leaving you to take care of yourself when ill, you were often jealous of those around you who had a caring parental figure who would make them soup and brew soothing teas for their throat to aid them in getting better.

🍮-Instead, it was you who made yourself soup and brewed tea. Each time cutting yourself on the knife while chopping up vegetables for your limbs had grown weak in sickness or burning your hand on the tea that you had shakily poured into your cup.

🍮-The thought of being miserable and alone like that had made you reach over to the nightstand and pluck the bell off it.

🍮-You rarely touched the object before, feeling that it was rude to call on your maids in such a way. You much rather preferred to go to the door and call out for them yourself. The bell rang in the dead of night, startling the servants outside your door.

🍮-Birds outside your bedroom flying away into the night at the harsh sound.

🍮-The servants rushing into the room, concerned for your wellbeing. Three of them rushing to your side, one of them lighting the lamps hurriedly and another coming to your side trying to figure out what was wrong.

🍮-The third person wasn’t a servant but a knight tasked with making sure you were safe and sound, they had stalked into the room, eyeing every corner like an intruder would jump out at any moment.

🍮-“Is something a matter, your grace?” The maid asked, leaning down to your head, nearly gasping when the candlelight revealed your poor state. Bloodshot eyes and a frail wheeze to your chest with every breath you took.

🍮-“My husband, please.” You whispered, your throat too sore to talk much louder without irritating it.

🍮-“Yes, right away, your grace.” She nodded, rushing out of the room to find your husband.

🍮-She knocked politely at the door that led into the big dining room, waiting until she was given consent to enter, once she was approved she darted inside, her presence going undetected by most of the bumbling and drunk men in the room.

🍮-No doubt all five barrels of ale and wine they had ordered for the occasion were already drained and empty.

🍮-The head of the household sitting the farthest away from the door at the head of the table, laughing boisterously at his subordinate’s drunken antics. The maid went to his side and bowed, leaning into his ear to tell him that his spouse had fallen ill and wished to see him.

🍮-The shift in the mood of the room was prominent, big Oni slamming his ale mug onto the table with a loud thunk, his fanged smile no longer adorning his face. The booze in his system seemingly evaporating from his blood on sheer will.

🍮-“My spouse has what?” He thundered, his ruby eyes blazing in worry and concern.

🍮-The whole room was now so quiet you could hear the hooting of the owls in the trees near the residence.

🍮-“They have fallen ill, my Lord.” The maid deepened her bow, showing her submissiveness but also giving her a reason not to look into his eyes, she doubted she could stay upright if she did. “I’ll fetch the physician right away.” She bowed once more and left the dining hall.

🍮-The Oni stood, his hulking figure dwarfing those in the room even more since most still sat on the padded tatami flooring.

🍮-“This meeting has concluded, everyone must be off my residence in under fifteen minutes.” He said nothing more, his frame leaving the room quickly, dashing to his spouse’s side. Everyone was quick to follow his order, clearing the house in record time.

🍮-He crashed into the room, not caring in the slightest that his big frame nearly splintered the shoji door frame with his horns, usually, he bent down some before entering the room but he was much too preoccupied with his worries to care for such trivial things.

🍮-“Sweet one, I heard you were sick.” He soothed, his voice losing all its thundering sternness and morphed into a soft croon.

🍮-Your tired eyes connecting with his, the miserable look in them lightening some, you just nodded at his statement, not daring to speak with your worsening throat. He disrobed quickly, he crawled under the covers, reaching for you and pulling you into his chest.

🍮-His skin felt blistering to your sickened body, a scratchy wail tearing through your throat, you tore yourself away from him, far enough away from him that his warmth wouldn’t reach your side.

🍮-The wail you had let out causing tears to spring in your eyes, your throat raw from the disturbance.

🍮-Itto was frozen to the bed, too shocked to do anything but stare down at your weak form crawling to get away from him. Never in your two years of being married had you ever slept so far apart, you certainly never tore yourself out of his awaiting arms.

🍮-Your throat was already hurting to you didn’t see the point in staying quiet anymore. “Too warm Itto. Lend me your hand.”

🍮-You had seen the pain in his eyes when you moved away from him, you both needed comfort from the other. You didn’t grasp his fingers but instead rested your fingertips on his lengthened nails.

🍮-His cool talons being a neutral source of comfort. You sighed at his touch, sinking into the bed with your eyes closed, his presence enough to calm you enough that you faded away into unconsciousness.

🍮-Itto didn’t move his hand an inch, staying on his side and watching you as you slumbered, sickness to him was a foreign subject, the Oni blood in his veins making him immune to human illness.

🍮-A bitter taste settled in his mouth, not liking the fact that his spouse wasn’t immune to illness like him.

🍮-The physician had chosen that time to enter the room with his large wooden box filled with healing pastes and herbal pills, glaring red eyes and a fanged scowl greeted him. “Leave for now. Stay in the residence, I’ll call upon you once my sweet one awakens.”

🍮-“Yes, my Lord.” He bowed before quietly shutting the door, his legs nearly rattling together.

🍮-The next morning the sun was barely warming the dew on the grass when a cough rang out in the bedroom. Your eyes shot open with a wince, your husband’s eyes blinking open the second your body began shuddering the bed.

🍮-“Sweet one? How are you feeling?” He asked, trailing a talon across your head, careful not to let his skin touch yours and cause you discomfort. He called for a servant and asked them to fetch the physician.

🍮-You weakly pointed to the tissues on the nightstand, as embarrassing as it was, you couldn’t breathe so did what you had to. You made sure to toss the soiled tissue into the basket by the bed, not wanting to infect any of the servants if they had to pick up after you.

🍮-The entire time your husband didn’t bat an eye, not caring in the slightest at the display. You were ill it was only natural for things like this to occur.

🍮-The physician had come in and examined you, once everything was all said and done he prescribed some medicinal leaves to put into the bath to help relieve some of your congestion and soothe your aching muscles.

🍮-He prescribed some pills to help with the infection in your body and left some instructions on how to brew a tea that should help soothe your throat. He cautioned against solid foods at the moment, not wanting to irritate your throat more than necessary.

🍮-No sooner than the doctor had left, Itto was dropping a kiss on your forehead and leaving the room as well. He called in a servant to sit with you and watch over you in his absence. You wanted to call him back but sleep was pulling at you once more and you drifted off once again.

🍮-The soft sounds of the maid doing needlepoint lulling you to sleep.

🍮-While you were getting your much-needed rest, Itto was out terrorizing the town, he was a man on a mission. He ignored the local vegetable market and went straight to the farmer’s door. The poor farmer’s wife nearly had a heart attack seeing the Oni at near dawn on her doorstep.

🍮-He politely asked if he could pluck up the vegetables to make a soup from their farm, making sure to compensate them with a massive pouch of mora for the inconvenience. The farmer and his wife nodding hurriedly at his request and leading him in the direction to their radishes, carrots, and cabbages.

🍮-The Oni judged the vegetables for a few minutes, scrutinizing each one of them with a fierce look. Once he decided on which ones he would take he wasted no time using his hulking muscles to rip them from the soil.

🍮-Borrowing a basket from the farmer to wash off the vegetables and hurrying on his way to his next stop, he tore through the tea house like a bull in a china shop. His big figure having to bend and squat down to the grandma who ran the shop as he showed her the prescription the doctor had given him.

🍮-He got everything he needed and went to the butcher, requesting bones to make a nice stock for the soup and nice cuts of beef as well but he also made sure to buy a vegetarian option in case you preferred that instead.

🍮-His last stop was at the local bee keeper’s house, he had suited up and went to get the honey himself, not caring that the beekeeper’s suit was much too small and tight for him. He went home victorious with a big golden jar of honey and a few red bumps on his skin as battle scars.

🍮-He had paraded into the kitchen with his bounty, all but shoving the chef aside as he set bit pots on the stove to make two different soups, one a nutritious tofu soup with a vegetable broth and the other a hearty beef stock with nicely cubed chunks of red meat and vegetables.

🍮-The bread he made was rising in the oven, not quite done yet.

🍮-He was called away from the stove when a maid had come into the kitchen and informed him that you had woken up and were refusing to drink any water. He went to the cupboard and plucked a tea glass from it, brewing a tea as the doctor had written down.

🍮-He was generous in adding the honey, knowing it would help mask the bitterness of it and it was very beneficial to your body. He grabbed a handful of salted crackers and put both of them onto a serving tray. A smaller jar of honey also accompanying everything.

🍮-He walked out of the kitchen with the tray, not caring that the white apron he had tied on earlier was still wrapped around his waist.

🍮-He walked into the master bedroom, a pointed look meeting your sheepish one when you refused water from your maid once again under his watchful eyes.

🍮-“What’s this I hear about you not wanting to drink anything?” He softly reprimanded, he laid the tray on your lap.

🍮-You looked down at the spread and grimaced, you would have rolled over to avoid it if it wasn’t sat in your lap.

🍮-“None of that sweet one. Once you get the first swallow of tea down it should help soothe your throat just like the doctor said, I even went out and got the honey to sweeten it. Try it.” He ordered, picking up the cup and holding it to your lips.

🍮-You took the cup from him, heat warming your heart at his gentle demeanor. Your eyes catching a few red bumps on his forearms. You guilty swallowed the liquid, tasting its bitterness but the honey did help.

🍮-You spooned more honey into the cup after the first sip. Swallowing the liquid for a second time was much easier than the first. You sighed happily, the tea numbing your throat some. “Thank you, darling.” You hummed, setting the cup down and grasping his arm, and bringing it to your face.

🍮-You peppered kisses on the bumps, feeling a tad guilty for when you woke up and held traces of ire at your husband’s absence. He was busy dedicating himself to make you better, that was why he wasn’t at your side.

🍮-Heat rushed up to the Oni’s face at your gentle kisses. “I want all of that drained and at least a few of the crackers eaten. Your soup is almost done.” He softly commanded, allowing his nails to rake across your scalp to soothe you.

🍮-You nodded, obediently, picking up a cracker at his words. “Thank you, I love you.” You sweetly whispered, your eyes gazing up at him with a tender gaze.

🍮-“And I love you.” He grinned, happily for the first time since finding out you were ill.

🍮-Later that night after he had forced two bowls of soup into your stomach the both of you rested in the bath, the medicinal herbs the doctor provided floating around in the water. Itto was softly scrubbing at your skin, afraid if he rubbed too hard it would cause you discomfort.

🍮-You laid in his lap, your fever had gone away later in the night, causing you to plaster yourself to his side like you wanted the night before.

🍮-“Thank you for taking such wonderful care of me.” You softly said, your fingers following the water droplets that trailed down his chest.

🍮-“Of course, anything for you my sweet one.” He smiled down at you, moving on from washing your body and bringing his hands up to your head to wash it.

🍮-“Once I am better I’ll be sure to switch places with you, I know how much you love when I wash your hair, my darling.” You promised, grinning up at him.

🍮-“It’s a promise.” He chuckled, happily enjoying your weight in his arms once more.

🍮-Under his comfort and care, you would never have to suffer alone again.

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I tried to make it gender neutral but I am sick at the moment so please tell me if I used the wrong pronouns. I will edit it later.

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herrscherrofyatta · 3 years ago

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Are you satisfied?

Pairing: Thoma x reader, mentions of Kazuha x reader (past relationship)

Mentions of suggestive, nothing too serious.

Alternative ending from this.

"Give me a chance to make you happy." You look at Thoma, your mouth slightly open as you see his face fluster a soft red he holds your hands in his. Bringing your hands to his face, he gently places a kiss as he look at you with such a determined face. Forcing yourself to smile at him, you nod your head hesitantly.

Present Day

"Heyyyy! There goes my favorite Arataki gang member!" A figure freezes in their stop, their stroll coming to a stop as the person turns back and smiles slightly at Itto who is a flustered mess as he approaches. "Y/n! It's been a while!"

Smiling at the taller male, your corners of your lips curl up at the sight of him. "Itto, it has been a while."

Itto gives you his normal lopsided smiles as you can't help but chuckle. He was the person you would come to if you were ever feeling down, he could cheer you up with anything.

You two spoke for a few about things but soon, it was getting closer to the time you had to meet Thoma at the prior in Ritou. You two were always there in case of shipments coming with probably some intel although some days there was no ships coming through. Saying your goodbyes to Itto, you promised to watch his performance later tonight with his boys and walked away.

Arriving in Ritou, you spot Thoma sitting on a crate, flipping a coin and slowly approach him. Greeting some of the men that were standing on the side, Thoma turns his head to see you waving at him. You could see a smile appear and you shyly return one.

He jumps off the crate and his arms snake around your waist, burying his head in your hair as he breathes in your scent. You pat his back, knowing how tired he must be after a hard day's work. No words are said as he helps you up the crate, intending you to rest while you both wait for any boats to arrive. Leaning your head on his shoulder, you close your eyes and relax. Smiling slightly as he plays with a strand of your hair. Dozing off slightly, his arm snake around your waist, his finger gazing past the red kimono you wore. A gift he had given you when you first officially started dating a couple months back.

"I see the kimono I gave you fits you quite well, I'm glad." With a tiny smile, you feel your face heating up before looking away. Not wanting him to see how flustered you were. Glancing up at him through your lashes you seem looking at you with the most fondest look before patting your head softly.

Seeing that you were quite red, he decided to shift the conversation to something else, "oh! Now that I remember, I wanted to ask if you wanted to join a hot pot with the Kamisato siblings later tonight, my treat of course."

You can't help let out a small laugh at this, with your hand slightly covering your smile and remembering the last hot pot you and together. "Thoma, didn't you get sick last time we had one? I was pretty sure I told Ayato to tone it down since you got sick for a whole week with a stomach ache." His hand grabs the one hiding your smile, looking at you with such emotions in his eyes that you can barely look away.

"Hey but I did make you smile a lot that time, didn't I?"

You scoff at this, "yes you did and appreciate it but I would rather have you not get sick for me".

The next hour was him just knitting you a small scarf, his excuse was that you seemed a bit cold these last couple of days. "And done!" He holds up it, a couple of red streaks on it combined with your favorite color and wraps it around your neck to see if it fit nicely.

Both of you were so caught up with each other that you didn't notice a couple of eyes watching until you jumped into his arms due to the sudden voice, one you didn't recognize. Thoma smiles at this, looking up to see a woman along with a blonde traveler and a flying child.

"Thoma, it's nice to see you." You look at the woman, a bit frightened at her sudden appearance before feeling Thoma's hand on your shoulder, reassuring that this was fine, nothing to worry about.

"Captain Beidou and a pair of new faces, nice to meet you, I'm Thoma." He greets and introduces himself.

Captain Beidou.....you check her out, she was a beautiful and powerful woman in your eyes and you could see she was possibly the captain on the crew who were in the boat behind her. And you look to her waist to see an.... electro vision.

Ah, you visibly took a step back and this seems to catch her attention, "oh? And who is this beautiful young lady, I didn't know someone had you wrapped around their little finger. Nice to meet you, Captain Beidou's the name."

You relaxed a bit from this, "The pleasure is mine, Y/n L/n, at your service." Slightly bowing your head, you greet her with formality. Thoma jumped down form the crate, helping you down afterwards before approach the three.

Smiling politely as you see the white haired floating kid gives glances at you, you pull out two lollipops from your sleeve and hand it to her without a word. She gives a confused look before shrugging her shoulders, smiling to herself as she sucks on the candy and giving one to the blonde beside her. Taking a better look at the pair, you take a glance behind them to look at the boat. This was the first time you ever came close to a big ship like this so this was something new.

The conversation between the three didn't really involve you so you continue to examine the boat but something in the boat caught your eye. Looking at you, you see a familiar figure whose back in facing you, speaking with one of the crew members on board. Your eyes widen slightly at this and it seem like he sensed your stare and turned around. Your breathe hitched upon making eye contact with him that you take a step back, bumping into Thoma's hand, making him glance at you a bit confused. The expression on your face made him a bit alarmed and looked in the direction you were staring at....only go see who it was.

"....kaz...uha..." He watches as you take another step before running off, panic in your eyes as you ignore Thoma's calls. Pushing pass people who gave confused stares.

"Y/n? Y/n!" The blonde calls out but he sighs seeing that you didn't stop and continue running. "Well, I'll leave you four on your own now, time to leave, don't want to be caught with a my sails down when I have a fugitive on board."

Thoma nods at this but he's more concerned on how Y/n was feeling upon seeing Kazuha again.

—

Sipping a cup of sake, you try to calm yourself but the memories you tried so hard to block are coming at you full force. With a frustrated sigh, you refill the cup only for a gloved hand grabbing the cup form you and you immediately recognize it. "Alcohol isn't good for the stress, you know?"

"Lord Ayato-" you gasp slightly, not expecting his appearance, usually he was so busy during this time of day. "What are you doing here?" He sits down in front of you, putting your cup down and waving a one of the workers to take it away.

"You see, I was taking a small stroll when I saw you storm in here with face filled with such a troubled expression, I couldn't help but wonder if anything bad happened with Thoma recently?"

Looking down, you answer truthfully. "He has done nothing wrong, it's just I saw someone from my past and didn't know how to act, that's all."

Ayato let's out a hum at this, "I see. Allow me to ask you something and I want you to think this through, take a couple days off for this, alright?"

Looking a bit confused at this, you nod your head slightly.

—

Brushing your hair with a brush, you hear the noise of the door opening of your room and you sit up, placing the brush down just as you see Thoma appear in your bedroom. You watch as he approaches you, kneeling down in front you before resting his head on your lap, a tired sighing leaving his lips. Smiling, you softly run your fingers through his hair as he hugs you gently. "Tired?" You say quietly and he nods. He relaxes in your hold as he soon begins to fall asleep.

Gently guiding him to the other side of the bed after a few minutes of staying in that position, you take off his outer clothes and shoes before helping him onto the bed. Tucking him in, you fold his clothes and place them near a chair and put his shoes next to the bed before getting into bed as well.

Rolling over to face him, you caress his cheek before pulling away and drifting to sleep.

The next morning, you wake up to find yourself in his embrace as he's still asleep. After a few minutes of watching him sleep, you decide it was time to get up and prepare some breakfast for him.

It wasn't until you were out of bed and putting on your robe when your eyes widen slightly and turn around to see Thoma curling up into a ball in his sleep. "....don't leave me....again...." You stand there a bit with an unreadable look on your face before taking off your robe and place it on top of him. He seemed to calm down at this before going silent.

"I won't leave, not after everything you've done for me."

—

It was three days later and you were wondering off in the forest when your mind began to wander to Kazuha, you haven't thought of him in so long and you walked towards a place you haven't visited in a while. Walking passed the Kamisato estate, and down the path to the shore, you stroll along the quiet place and look up at it. A lone sword in the ground as the sunlight shined down at it and a couple of crystal flies fluttering around.

Taking a heavy breath, you walk to him and kneeled down and began to speak your thoughts. "It's been a while.... brother. Sorry for not visiting." Muttering softly at yourself. You stay quiet after wards, not knowing what else to say.

You hadn't seen Thoma since he visited the tea house in the city with Ayaka to meet with the traveler. Strange, you thought. It was nearly lunch time and he hadn't pay you a visit which he usually does to make sure you're doing okay, especially now that you saw Kazuha again. The blonde attempted to cheer you up upon probably sensing your change in mood.

Smiling to yourself, it immediately drops as you hear the distant calls of your name and you quickly get up and run out from the secluded area to see some of your co-workers on the shore before spotting you. "What's wrong?" You rush over and try to calm them down as if they ran a marathon here. "Wait, shouldn't you in the city shopping for ingredients for dinner later tonight." This began to alarm you as you see the panic in their eyes as they gripped your wrist.

"Y/n! It's awful, Thoma, he's..... he's been taken by the Shogan's soldiers for the 100th vision ceremony!" Your eyes widen at this.

'No..." You're taken back by this as a thought of what happened to your brother would happen to Thoma flashes in your mind before running passed them. "No!"

You run as fast as you can to the very same place where you refused to step near but you had to, to save Thoma. Crossing the bridge, you spot a crowd and the sight of them just whispering and doing nothing to oppose boiled your blood as you push through the crowd to see Thoma kneeling. His hands were tied together behind his back and you could see his brow furrow with a serious look on his face. Looking at the statue, you feel your fingers twitch at the sight of the Shogan who was looking back at the statue as the soldiers around her spoke a few things.

"hey, aren't you....." Looking beside you, you see a pair of golden eyes make eye contact with you and you recognize it was the traveler. The two look at each other before hearing a spark of electricity in the air and you look back to see the Shogan lifting her hand up directly to Thoma.

Without a second later, Thoma's vision is ripped form it's holder and flying towards her in a rapid speed but then the traveler who was just beside you jumps in and catches it in time.

It all happened in a matter of seconds as the soldiers beside Thoma try to attack him only to be hit by the traveler using electro powers and runs to untie Thoma from his restraints only to him stopped when a bolt of electro hits his hands.

With a heavy feeling, you're hesitant to step in and summon your weapon but the sight of the Shogan we walking down towards them made your fingers twitch more. The sight of the Shogan summoning her sword from her chest horrified you a bit as the traveler stood in a battle stance but within a blink of an eye, he's gone from where he stood.

"...y/n?" Thoma's voice brought you out from the trance you were in and just as you went to look at him, you heard a thud and see the traveler back but collapsed on the floor. You look back at Thoma the moment you see the Shogan approaching them and could see the look he was giving you, he doesn't want you to step in.

Summoning your weapon, you jump down just as the Shogan lifts her sword and the sounds of Thoma struggling to free himself behind you, makes you hold you sword out in front, ready to fight if necessary. She stares at you a bit before her eyes harden as she lifts the sword higher than before and just as you prepare yourself, Thoma's voice from behind you reaches your ears.

Tilting your head to the left, you feel a sling on your cheek as a spear missing your head, aimed at the Shogan.

With this, you take a few steps back as she blocks it, the impact of it sending a shockwave of electro in the area. Blowing you and the traveler back, Thoma catching the now traveler, still in a daze, and you slid across the floor, feeling a few stings on your skin as push yourself up just as Thoma grabs ahold of you. The three of you run and jump off and land on the path of ground beneath, the impact of the fall making you stumble before regaining the ability to run.

You all make your way to the teahouse and once inside, you helped the traveler calm down and tend to any wound he may have. While you were making sure he was alright, you turn your attention to Thoma who is not visible shaken up but the way he leans in your hand when you touch his face, makes your furrow your brows.

No words are spoken between you two as you clean his wrists that were bruised up. Normally you weren't comfortable with showing any affection in front of people you hardly knew but this time you push it away as you brought his wrists and placed your lips on it softly. "Hey, no need to worry so much, it doesn't hurt that much." He tried to reassure you but you didn't budge even when Ayaka arrived to discuss what happened, you held onto his pinky throughout the whole conversation, without saying a word.

That is until you were brought into the conversation by the traveler's small companion. "Um, sorry to bother you but who are you exactly?"

"...."

"hey, I'm talking to you." You stand up from the floor and walk away. "I'll go fetch us some tea." You say walking out the room and out to the hallway, the sound of your footsteps fading as Paimon just shrugs her shoulders. "What's her problem?"

Ayaka sighs and Thoma just crosses his arm, "her name is Y/n-"

"yeah, we know that but we hardly know anything else about her."

"like Thoma, she works at the estate and sometimes follows my older brother's order. That's all I can say, it not place after all." She finishes off just as you walk back in the room holding a tray and Thoma quickly stands up and helps you with it, upon noticing the small limp in your steps.

—

"let me see." Thoma lifts your chin up to get a better look of your face, he leaned in and looked at the cut on your cheek. "It's just a scratch, it won't scar I can reassure you." The doctor in the room says but that doesn't stop Thoma from worrying.

Just as he's about to gesture to your leg the doctor speaks once again. "It's just sprained, nothing to serious if she's carefully not to put too much weight on it."

"Dear, I'm alright." You pat his hand as he sighs, nothing else to say as you look at the doctor. "Thank you for coming here, despite the trouble we're both in."

The doctor just waves his hand at this, "it was the least I can do after everything you two done for me." You smile at him as he parts away, leaving the room.

"I'm sorry." You look down, a surprised look on your face as Thoma sits up to look at you. "For what?

"Hurting you."

Confused you look at him, "being in that situation brought back horrible memories and the cut on your face as well." He explains, "you're shaken up-"

"you are as well Thoma. No one is to blame for this, okay?"

"Y/n, Thoma," you both look up to find Ayaka at the door way. "A room has been prepared for you two in case the soldiers do get permission to check here." She says before telling you the last room to the left and leaves the tea house.

Thoma's pov

"Thoma, there's no need to carry me to the room." I look down at Y/n who is clearly flustered as we approach the room we'll be stay at for the next few days. "I can walk." She mutters, avoiding my eyes.

"This is the least I can do." Opening the door, we go in and (what's the dog's name again?) close the door and lets out a bark before walking away. Setting the h/c haired down, I lock the door and sit down beside her and just after a few minutes of silence, I hear her call my name, making turn my head only to be met with her lips on mine.

"I thought I was going to lose you too." She says when she pulls back after a few seconds and saw the surprised look on my face. "I'm sorry! I should've asked first—!"

I capture her lips, my hands going behind her head to pull her close as I kiss her softly. She returns the kiss as our lips move in sync with each other as she grips my shirt with her fingers. Pulling back to get some air, I see her chest raising up and down as she catches her breathe and her face was red as it can be as she looks up at me through her lashes, making her look like a god in my eyes. The way her lips part, her eyes that glint with emotions, everything about her was perfect.

Our lips captured each other once more, the kiss grew more passionate as she leaned into my chest and my hands wondered to her waist, slipping underneath her coat.

The sounds of leather and belts filled the room as I soon hovered about her as she stared up at me as our lips continued to capture into another kiss.

"Are you sure you want to go any further?" She nods her head as she wraps her hands behind my neck, bring me close. My lips sucking on the sensitive skin on her neck as she gasp softly.

—

Sipping on a cup of water, you watch Thoma look out the window, it was almost two weeks since you two were staying at the teahouse and it seemed like it was staying like that until the traveler did something about the situation.

Another week went by when it was early in the morning when a knock at the door to your room was heard. Making you and Thoma sit up still half asleep, rubbing the sleep away from your eyes as Thoma went to the door only to find Ayato.

"Lord Ayato-! What brings you here?" Thoma looks back at you before letting Ayato in. You stood up and greeted him as he pats your head slightly.

"Good news, it seems like the arrest for you both was lifted so you're free to leave this place."

"Oh thank the archons." You and Thoma said a the same time ,making you two laugh afterwards. Thoma went to work on cleaning up the room as you were pulled aside by Ayato out the room.

"You have a visitor outside." He tells you, "an old friend who seems to be ready to face you on." Gripping the robe closer you take a deep breathe and walk outside. Opening the door, you're met with a pair of crimson eyes looking at you.

"Kazuha..." You say a bit taken back.

"Y/n, it's been a while." He starts off, "I know my appearance may be sudden but there's something—oof?!" He stumbles back at the sudden weight on top of him.

"You idiot, I'm glad you're okay." You sniff slightly, hugging him tightly, "sorry for running away last time, I didn't know how to act." You hear him chuckle at this, his hands patting your back as you hear the door behind you open.

"My, looks like this reunion is going quite well, don't you think so, Thoma." You lift your head off Kazuha's stomach and see Thoma offering his hand to the two of you. Picking yourself up, you apologize to Kazuha for the sudden hug while he just said it was no problem.

"I came by to see Y/n, there was something I wanted to show her." Kazuha pulls out a familiar vision you immediately recognized." He holds it out for you to take and you're hesitate.

Lifting your fingers, you gently take it and turn it over to see the familiar carvings on it making you let out a small noise.

"You kept it..." You look at Kazuha, "thank you for not letting go of it." Giving it back to him, you curl his finger son it, "but instead, why don't we put it where it belongs." You hint the small shine just in the outskirts of the Kamisato estate and he smiles. "Of course, I was planning on heading there after this but we can go together."

—

"Thoma! We're back!" Thoma looks over to see Y/n jogging to him, giving him into a hug as Kazuha trails behind. He chuckles at this as he hugs her back. "It's only been an hour since we parted ways."

"I know, but I missed you." Y/n gestures Kazuha to get closer, "we talked about a few things and sorted somethings out, we're back on good terms."

"That's great." Thoma says as Kazuha nods.

The white haired looks at Thoma just as Y/n quickly walks away upon hearing one of their co-workers calling for her. "I'll be right back!"

"Just like I told Y/n, I hope you two are happy and don't let our past relationship get in the way of your happiness. When I decided to flee Inazuma, I threw my feelings for her as a significant other because I saw no future of us together in this situation. Her happiness now, is all I ask of you, Thoma." Kazuha speaks with honestly, "before becoming my lover, we were once great friends and I don't see why we can't go back to that now."

Thoma nods at this, "you can reassure that I will stay by Y/n's side."

"Thoma, Kazuha!" They both look to the side to see Y/n peeking out from the corner. "Come on! We're having a hot pot!"

Kazuha looks confused as Thoma grins at this, "alright, I'm gonna win this time-"

"If you get sick again, you're on your own." Y/n says sternly as Thoma visibility flinches at this, leaving Kazuha behind as he runs after Y/n who disappeared around the corner.

"H-hey! I was kidding!"

Kazuha couldn't help but laugh at this, sighing in relief, he knew that if he did try to win Y/n back, it was pointless since she moved on.

"That's what you said at the last hot pot with the traveler and you had a bad stomach ache when you came home." He followed the couple inside the estate, hearing their playful bickering, Thoma holding Y/n's hand as she looks up at him. Their intertwined fingers swing slightly as they continue to bicker. "Thoma, I can't take off any more time off to take care of you in case you get sick again or else Lord Ayato will tease us to no end again."

'She's in good hands, Tomo. Rest well.'

"Hey but at least that means more cuddles."

"You're helpless...."

"Helplessly in love with you."

I feel like this was a bit rushed but oh well.

okay but writing for Thoma was so fun, might do it again :D

sorry for any errors

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin x reader #thoma x reader #thoma genshin #kazuha x reader #genshin imagines #thoma imagines #thoma x you

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arcaneroses · 3 years ago

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heyy! i was wondering if you could do thoma ayato and itto taking care of/reacting to a sick reader?? thanks!

I'll do a part two with the one and only Arataki Itto because he deserves it<3

Ayato will be part three :)

Thoma x sick! reader

When Thoma had heard from Yoimiya that you had caught a nasty cold he was quick to ask for some time off work to focus on taking care of you. "Thoma-" You coughed harshly while looking at Thoma bleary-eyed, "Isn't the festival coming soon? They need you more than I do." You sighed feeling his cool hand on your forehead, gently pushing your head back to your pillow. "Hey, your only worry right now should be getting better. Okay?" Thoma smiled at you softly, his eyes scrunched from worrying. Another coughing fit came over you, you could feel your bones rattling. "Shh..Shh..Do you want some water?" He asked with a quieter voice as to not worsen your pain, at the same while stroking your back trying to comfort you. "No-" A sneeze. "But could we cuddle? It's okay if we won't I don't want to get you sick too-" You tried to explain but were interrupted by two strong arms around you, "Anything to make you feel better" Thoma said and you could feel a light kiss on your neck.

After an hour or two, honestly you had a hard time keeping track, a hand was on your forehead for a while. Then you heard a sigh with Thoma saying "Your fever feels higher, try to rest while I'll get you some medicine sweetie."

With Thoma's efficient care and affection you got better quite quickly, even though sometimes you felt like death atleast you got to enjoy your boyfriend's comforting company through it all. He kept your apartment clean and tidy the whole time and always knew the best recipes to make that you could mostly stomach even at your lowest points. Overall not that bad of an experience with such a sweet guy like Thoma having your back.

#genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin thoma #thoma x reader

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aruuq · 3 years ago

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“Purple Cones” – Arataki Itto; Advent Calendar Day 13

characters: itto x gn!reader

genre & style: fluff

word count: 1.4k

notes: i love him

warnings: a tiny little bit suggestive in one short moment

event’s masterlist

A loud vocal laugh fills the room as a man enters, his silhouette hidden behind a huge conifer, its tip bent against the ceiling, snow falling from the twigs to the floor you have just finished mopping. “Look at this fine gentleman!” Itto says loudly after throwing the tree into the corner, his hands on his hips, chest pushed forward and swaggerish smirk on his face as he turns around, visibly proud of himself. You sit curled up under a blanket, random book in your hands, eyes lazily following its text, deciding not to pay any more attention to the Oni than it’s necessary. “Please, sweep after yourself, honey. I’ve just finished cleaning the house.”

“Yeah, yeah, will do. But first, look. at. it! I’ve found the perfect tree, dontcha think?” Itto makes one jump so he’s in front of you, and kneels immediately, large palms slapping your covered thighs, head moving forward so he blocks your sight from the book. You look up at him, his cheeks in pretty pinkish color, lower lip quivering, tears collecting on his bottom lashes, tiny amounts of white fluff on his horns. You only sigh, rubbing his cheek bone with your thumb, shaking your head slightly from side to side. “Why didn’t you put a jacket on? You’re gonna get sick. Your nose’s already runny.” You pull a handkerchief out of your pocket and start gently drying his upper lip. Itto leans into your touch, and when you’re done with wiping his face, he smiles widely. “I would sweat my clothes otherwise! Besides, it's good training to chop a tree in snow, ya know? Cold builds immunity, baby! And you’re speaking to Arataki ‘the One and Only Tree Decapitatorritto!’ I definitely know what I’m doooinngg!”

You chuckle softly, pressing your mouth against his forehead. “So silly…” You can swear that his pupils are heart-shaped when you pull away to kiss his cold cheeks. “So, we’re dressing the Christmas tree up today?” After putting the book on a coffee table, you stand up and approach the tree. It’s big, barely fitting in your living room. The branches are extensive and full of needles in a pretty deep shade of green. There’s more than enough space for all of the Christmas decorations hidden in your attic, the ones you’ve bought this year and those that Itto’s won in competitions with (mostly) children and adults in town.

“Can you please put the tree on a stand and go for the ornaments? They’re in these big boxes with the colorful tape on it, right next to my old desk.” Before you have a chance to finish your request, Oni has already picked the tree up, and is trying to fit its trunk into the metal stand. His movements are chaotic, a bit too aggressive and hasty so you try your best to guide him. Sometimes you feel as if Itto wasn’t a grown up man, his behavior surely reminding you of the kids he’s always making fun of being dumb because they’ve been beaten in a game he himself has created the rules of. But you can't complain, it has never even crossed your mind, since his light-hearted soul always lights up your day, making you forget about all the cares of the world.

“What do you think, baby? Yellow, blue or pink?” Itto asks with a boyish smile, holding three pieces of Christmas lights. “They’re made of luminescent spines, the seller said they’re gonna work for at least a month! So sparklyyy! See? See? They even blink!” He waves with them right in front of your face, bright colors mixing in your head. You try to catch them to take a closer look but right before your hands land on the cables, Itto snaps his arm backwards. “You can’t be so careless when touching them, they’re really delicate!” He instructs you with a low voice, ignoring the fact that he’s just almost slammed them in the wall behind him. “So which one? Yellow? Blue? Or pink?”

“Maybe yellow?” You murmur slightly unsure. “‘Think they’ll match the rest of the ornaments the best.” Itto focuses his irises on the lights, his fingers rubbing the chin, as he squints. “I think you may be right, sunshine,” he speaks slowly, nodding in agreement. “Always knew you’ve got a good eye! Well, maybe it’s not as good as mine, but it’s ‘cause I’m Arataki ‘The Master of Color Theory’ Itto!” He lowers his face, lips brushing against your ear. “You can always sign up for private lessons with me if you want so you’ll get even better, baby. Maybe one day the student will surpass the master, hmm?” Itto’s voice’s deep and low, and it makes a shiver run down your spine as you playfully smack his arm. Oni raises his hands in a gesture of defense, a wholehearted chuckle escaping his mouth. “Kidding! Just kidding!” The man begins to hang the Christmas lights on the branches of the tree, yet his gaze shifts to you again for a short moment. “But if you’re down, I can even get you a discount.”

You roll your eyes, sticking the tip of your tongue in his direction, while rummaging in the box. The amount of ornaments is a bit overwhelming, but you’re sure that Itto will eventually end up buying more, ‘cause for him the term too much is non-existent. You say he’s eaten too much for dinner and his stomach is going to hurt? You’re talking nonsense. The fault lies in the current phase of the moon, not in the triple portion with a quadruple spiciness, additional rice, three sauces and a pinch of a secret ingredient. He’s bought too much and now you don’t have enough money for food? A lie! Of course it’s been a money goblin stealing precious mora from your pockets. And, well, maybe there’s too much of one thing in the world and it’s beans. Because why? He, as an Oni, doesn't understand the phenomenon of it. But besides that, too much? What does this mean? For sure it’s not a perfect term for his personality sometimes, yeah?

“It looks sad,” Itto pouts, looking from the end of the room at the tree. “It’s so… naked. Feels almost illegal. And I don’ wan’ to interfere with the police... again.” A loud sigh escapes his lips, and you catch his palm. “Well, that's all we’ve got, bun. And please, don’t buy more ornaments. It’ll look much better at night, when the luminescent spines shine the brightest.” You stand on your toes, connecting your palm with his cheek, giving him a signal to bend down. “Should we put a star on now?” Your question is muffled, your lips pressed tightly against his mouth, and another wide snicker appears on the Oni’s face. “You know that the tree’s finished when the star’s on, so no more changes, yeah?” The man nods, his face melting in your touch, craving for more tenderness. It’s maybe a bit unfair of you, to play little games like this with him, but it’s the only option to keep him away from spending more of your savings for unnecessary decorations.

Itto picks the star from the bottom of the last box – it’s big and shiny, with tons of gold glitter glued everywhere and slightly worn paint in some parts, tiny purple cones sticking at the bottom of it; the last one being a modification done by the one-and-oni Arataki Itto himself. It’s the first one the two of you have ever had, so it holds a special place in your and man’s heart. Still in the crouching position, Oni hands you the embellishment. “Wanna put it on, baby?” You giggle, taking the decoration from his big palms. It’s obvious that you’re too short to press it onto the top of the tree (which, by the way, almost reaches the surface of your really high ceiling), so with a bit help of Itto’s firm grasp on your hips and lots of scared noises leaving your mouth when the Oni almost drops you once or twice, you’re able to put it on!

“So what, tomorrow’s the cookie baking, huh?” Itto suggests, while cleaning the melted snow from the floor. You chuckle, corners of your mouth raised as you nod, while deep, deep down inside you’re scared as never before. May Archons protect you, ‘cause it’s gonna be a long day with an adult-kid messing with extremely hot objects. Ah, maybe one day you’ll have the blessing of encountering Arataki “The quiet and unproblematic boyfriend” Itto. Well, you can dream of it, even if at the end of the day you know you wouldn’t want him to change ever.

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