#sk8 imagines

[fattuccini-afraido]

Cherry: You called Miya here to help instead of me?

Joe: Well, when you want to do something stupid, you don't call the voice of fucking reason, do you?

[thewritetofreespeech]

hello, how are you?

may i please request polyam!renga (skate the infinity) when their girlfriend is upset with them? maybe because they went to compete against adam, even after she expressed how against it she was (she was very worried)...

Reki /Langa/Girlfriend - Keeping secrets

The sound of wheels clicking against the concrete echoed over the man-made valleys of the skate park. At this time of night, no one was around. So the entire parks was Reki and Langas to command and practice.

“Yes!” Reki cheered as he landed his new trick.

“Good job.” Langa ‘cheered’ as well, although more subdued than his fiery companion. As usual.

“With these new moves, we’ll definitely be able to beat Adam when he shows up! No one will stand a chance against us at SK8 next week!”

“So this is where you guys have been?”

The boys job at the sound of a new voice, but recognize it instantly. They slowly turn around to see [Y/N] there. A frown on her face and Reki’s hoodie he had leant her, but was never returned, around her shoulders to keep warm. “What are you guys even doing out here?”

“We were….just practicing….”

“Yeah…practicing…” Langa chimed in after Reki. But his ability to lie was weaker than his ability to stand on a board just a few months again. “We were training to beat Adam.”

“Langa!”

[Y/N]’s frown deepened at Langa’s confession. “You told me you weren��t going to try and skate against him anymore.”

"We knew you'd be mad if we were training to face Adam."

"So we kept it a secret."

"I'm not mad you're training to face Adam." She told them, which caused the boys to look surprised. "I'm mad that you lied to me. Yes, I'm annoyed that you're still planning to face him after what he did to Cherry. The guy is psychotic! But instead of just talking to me the both of you lied and snuck around behind my back. We don't do that to each other!"

Reki & Langa hung their heads. They did agree to be honest with each other.

When they started this throple thing, no one really knew what they were doing. None of them had really dated before. Nor did any of them have experience in relationships. Let alone complex ones like this. But they all agreed to try, under the condition that they were honest with each other about things and how they were feeling.

“We’re sorry.” The boys apologized in unison.

“We just…didn’t want you to be mad at us.”

“Langa’s right. We thought if we could train and practice up, then by the time we told you about what we wanted to do you could see how much we’ve improved, and you’d be ok with it.”

“I’m not going to be ‘ok’ with you challenging an attempted murder. But I guess if this is something you feel like you have to do, I won’t stop you.” The boys smiled at [Y/N]’s understanding, but she still wasn’t smiling at them. “But if you hide things from me again, I’ll be ‘not ok’ with anything ever again. I mean it. No more secrets or this is over.”

Reki & Langa but seemed to be scared straight by her comment, and nodded vigorously that they wouldn’t keep secrets anymore. “Good. Now. Show me what you’ve been working on I guess. Let’s see how you improved.”

The boys beamed and ran off to show their girlfriend what they had learned. Excited to show off for her more now than facing Adam.

[duckymcdoorknob]

Heyo again! I have returned for the final order!

If it's alright, I'd like to order a medium iced coffee with extra ice; the toppings are cream + sugar and caster sugar (and possibly sea salt but that's optional :3) The name on the order is Joe :3

Thank you again! Here's my payment! :3 Have an amazing day and take your time with everything friend! Here's to an incredible event!

WIDHIDBSJWN DA FUCKING C A T E

HelLO WELCOME TO ORDER NUMBER 3 >:)

This one is self indulgent and was so cute 🙁❤️

CW BELOW THE CUT: None!

♫ -ᥕᥲі𝗍ᥱr, ᥕᥲі𝗍ᥱr, ⍴ᥱrᥴ᥆ᥣᥲ𝗍᥆r- ☕️

You never could’ve imagined that playing with your aunt’s spare camera would lead you to many, wonderful adventures. After picking up your first camera as a child, you fell in love with photography. Overtime, you developed a passion and talent for the craft, leading you to post your shots. After a while, you gained popularity, and the attention of a certain family…

Next thing you knew, you were hired by the Chinens to photograph Miya’s competitions. You didn’t much mind, though, since the boy was a riot.

Miya kept you entertained as you photographed. There was something so enticing about the way he performed his tricks. Your shots were beautiful, sending you, and your employers, home with a large portfolio of photographs.

After a competition, the boy begged his parents to go to a restaurant. They agreed and, to your shock and delight, invited you along.

It was there that you would meet the rest of Miya’s friends, and the owner of the place: Kojiro Nanjo.

From that point, you were deeply immersed in the world of skating, and “S” itself. You had become fast friends with everyone, for you found yourself feeling strangely comfortable around the motley crew.

You decided to keep your photography a secret from the rest of them, and begged Miya to do the same. You had a great plan in mind…

At every race one of your boys was in, you would discreetly follow him down the path and take action shots. After a while, each had their own portfolio stuffed to the brim with photos.

When Christmas came, you printed each of their photos and tied them neatly with a ribbon. They were all overjoyed to have such beautiful photos as a keepsake, but were careful to keep them hidden away.

It wasn’t long before word spread of your talents, and soon enough you found yourself as the official “S” photographer. The skaters would commission you mostly, but sometimes you would grab a few shots for practice.

After a while, skater after skater wanted their photos taken, and it became supremely overwhelming.

After a killer night of tournaments, you found yourselves all relaxing at Hiromi’s apartment, the seven of you somehow fitting in the three roomed place.

Miya, who had insisted that he wasn’t tired, was currently curled up on the floor with his head in Kaoru’s lap, the man running his fingers through the boy’s hair absentmindedly.

Kojiro, Hiromi, Reki, and Langa were all seated on the floor and watching your photo processing, since Miya had begged you to put it on the TV via an hdmi cable attached to your laptop.

Reki had ended up falling asleep first, head resting on Langa’s shoulder. The blue-haired boy didn’t miss a beat and mirrored his friend’s actions. Kaoru decided to move Miya to Hiromi’s bed, and Hiromi drifted off on the couch, resting his head on his palm, leaving you and Joe alone.

You wordlessly clicked through thousands of photos, checking the time every few seconds. You had been paid to have a whole portfolio ready by the next morning, and you had so many un-usable ones. The SD card was loaded with duplicates, blurry shots, unfocused shots, other skaters, motion blurred shots, photobombed shots, etc.

“Hey.” You heard a whisper from behind you. “How’s it looking?”

With a sigh, you pointed to the top right hand corner of your laptop, revealing harsh, white numbers that read 250/3250

“(N/N), you started this an hour ago. At the rate you’re going, you’ll be up all night.” Joe noted as his hands gently came up to rub your shoulders.

“It’s alright,” you replied. “I can’t sleep until these are finished.”

The green-haired male clicked his tongue in annoyance. His hands didn’t stop gently massaging your shoulders as he watched you agonizingly sift through your SD card.

After another half hour. The clock read 2:30, and you were bleary-eyed and delirious. Every photo looked blurry, and you were close to tears. Your hands grew shaky leading to trouble moving your mouse.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong? What’s on your mind?” Joe’s whispered question brought you over the edge. Tears leaked from the corners of your eyes as your shoulders shook. “Hey…”

“Joe, please just-“ you sniffled. “Please, I need a hug.”

The man wasted no time gently taking you in his lap and holding you close. He cradled your head and let it rest on his shoulder as he placed his other arm around your torso. “What’s going on in that pretty head of yours? Why can’t we go to sleep yet?”

“You can go to sleep whenever…” you murmured. “I have to get these photos out by morning or else they’ll-“ a whimper escaped you. “It’ll tarnish my name. This is my living, this is how I’m still able to see everyone-“

“Hey… don’t you dare think that you’ll lose us. You are a damn talented photographer, and I think that freakish competitive skateboarders know how important a good night’s sleep is. They will understand, (N/N). Make a note of where you are, and let’s get you to bed.”

With a nod and a sniffle, you agreed. Joe opened a notepad on your computer, writing down the number you left off on. He carefully stood up with you in his arms, being careful to not step on the sleeping bodies on the floor. He went down the hall to Hiromi’s room and was met with a sleeping Kaoru and Miya.

With a gentle sigh, he returned to the main room and carefully laid down on the sofa. He covered the two of you with a blanket and put a decorative pillow behind his head.

It wasn’t comfortable whatsoever, but the important part was that you were finally asleep.

Smiling, he cradled your head once again and felt his eyes drooping shut.

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

[cricketwrites]

Intro/Rules/Fandom List (Edited: 03/27/2023)

I go by Cricket, and my pronouns are they/them!

Moved from @thatwritercricket :3

I have too many fandoms, so send in an ask if you want! Ill let you know if I do or dont know that fandom/media <3

RULES:

-NSFW okay but MINORS DNI WITH THOSE POSTS or you will be blocked, no exceptions.

-Please forgive crappy NSFW I am not good at writing smut but I wanna get better!

-Messages are okay! I would prefer you to send an ask though <3

-Emoji anons are totally fine! I think that’s really sweet

-I don’t do potentially triggering topics (Ex: Self-harm) Some things are a personal trigger

-I won’t write about pregnancy, it gives me dysphoria ;;

-I won’t write for IRL people (Ex: Jacksepticeye), it makes me uncomfortable. I don’t mind the people that write it or read it! Its a personal thing. IRL people who play characters in a show (Ex: Teen Wolf) are totally fine though!!

Fandoms I write for below the cut!

Other than that, feel free to send an ask or request!

Fandoms I can write for (ask for more though! These are just off the top of my head!)

-Fullmetal Alchemist

-One Piece

-Kuroko’s Basketball

-Naruto

-Sk8: The Infinity

-Castlevania

-Haikyuu!

-Ensemble Stars!

-Bungo Stray Dogs

-Stardew Valley

-Our Life: Beginnings and Always

-Blooming Panic

-Jujutsu Kaisen

-Twisted Wonderland

-Genshin Impact

-Touchstarved

-Tokyo Revengers

-Blue Lock

~Cricket

[taones]

tw - flirting, good girl x bad boy, school setting but they are vv much 18+, suggestive, swearing

“How’s my favourite girl today?”

Your best friend tensed up from her seat in front of you. She had chosen to hide out in the stuffy school library to avoid exactly this. She had never been a huge fan of him, but his recent attempts to catch your attention had been grating on her nerves. The boy seemed obsessed with you, following you into the cafeteria and hanging around in the shop you frequented on your way home. Nothing but bad news followed him, and she needed to keep him away from her friend. You were a good student, perfect attendance and good grades - the last thing you needed was someone like him bringing you down. 

“Fuck off, she doesn’t want to talk to you” she huffed at the man, “you’re not her type”

He chuckled, placing a hand on the back of your chair. Goosebumps travelled up your body. The musky scent of his aftershave permeated the air around you, settling in your lungs like a cloud. If you could bask in that scent forever you would. The top three buttons of his shirt were undone, tie loosely hung around it. Thin fabric did little to hide the muscle definition of his chest, slight but still very visible to you. And you couldn’t help but peer through the gap. His tan skin contrasted the crumpled white shirt beautifully. You felt your mouth go dry. 

“Hmm, I’m not too sure about that one” his voice rang out.

“She seems very interested”

You jumped slightly as his face was far closer to you than you realised. If you were to turn your head slightly, your noses would be just touching. A warm flush flooding your body. You gnawed at your fingernail, peering up at the man next to you through your eyelashes. He dropped his eyelid down in a quick wink and set his sights back on your fuming friend. 

“Why won’t you just leave us alone? She’s trying to study”

He tutted.

Next thing you knew the pressure of a wide hand was resting on your shoulder - making you freeze on your seat. The feeling of his warm, calloused palm on your shoulder did nothing to cool your feverish body and you tried desperately not to gasp. In through your nose, out through your mouth, you tried to remind yourself. You couldn’t let him fluster you - then he would be winning. 

A warm chuckle sounded from above you. The palm on your shoulder travelled towards your face, lithe fingers gripping your chin gently. He curled his index finger and dragged the knuckle up the soft skin of your throat. It was like you were frozen in place but your body was squirming under your uniform. His actions left you breathless and you couldn’t help but feel he knew exactly what he was doing to you. If the way his eyes trailed up your legs, thighs clenched together under your skirt, was any indication. Soft lips stretched into a smirk. 

Leaning forward once again, his eyes met yours under a piercing gaze. He let out a teasing coo in your direction. 

“Oh I'm sorry pretty girl, did I scare you?”

- ATSUMU, tsukki, oikawa, SUNA, tanaka (hear me out), kuroo, gojo, KOJIRO, adam, bakugou, SHINSOU, dabi

[yup-thats-me]

"let's see kids who can hug mamma the first!" Your husband told or rather commanded your twin boys as the three came back from their grocery run.

Your two sons giggled as they ran towards the house and the thirty-something-old kid (your husband) too ran with them. The only visible difference being was that he was taller and was carrying three to four bags with him. He, same as his kids, had that stupid little smile on his face.

When the door barged in and her kids ran to your side, Y/n couldn't help the smile that made its way to her lips. Putting down the cup of coffee she was holding, she stumbled back a little by the force as the two little humans hugged their mother like their lives depended on it.

Smiling, Y/n was caressing her two boys lovingly. What she did not expect was to see her husband as well to join in on the group hug and forcibly make his way into the middle making the kids grumble in dissatisfaction.

"That's not fair, dad! we came first!" Your kids whined.

The man gave them a smug grin. "You think? You little seaweeds wouldn't be here if I did not come first, you know." He blew raspberries at the kids. "Also, did you not know your mother loves me the best?"

His comment earned him a smack on the head from his beloved wife. The man held his head in feigned hurt and looked at Y/n like she just betrayed him in the worst ways.

The boys laughed at their father but were quick to ask, "Do you really love Dad more than us, mama?"

Smiling she pecked the two on their cheek, and her husband too to make him stop pouting. "Well...it may be partially true."

It was the kids turn to look betrayed. "But mom!"

Y/n giggled. "I do love you boys. I love you two so much. How can I not when you are literally a part of me? I love you two." She caressed their cheek.

"But as much as it's true that you two are a part of me," she continued, "I wouldn't be able to have you with just myself. It is thanks to your father that I am given such a beautiful gift." she smiled, her eyes shining with a sadness that is not melancholic. It was the realization that her kids would someday leave her. Of course they would, they are bound to. And when they do, she'd be thankful to her husband who stayed.

Her husband smiled at her and gave his kids a nod. Upon the command, the three hugged Y/n out of the blue and greeted, "Happy mother's day momma!"

Y/n was brought back to the present, she smiled, a few tears pricking her eyes. "Thank you, boys," she kissed their cheek. "We have brought you some food as well! We'll go bring it!" The two got up and ran to the kitchen to bring whatever they brought as a gift for their mother.

In the meantime, Y/n's husband snaked a hand around her waist, pulling her close. "Thank you, baby, for being the mother of my children. Really, thank you." And this time, her husband was speaking from the bottom of his heart

[zombie-evan]

[albetown]

THEM 🩷💚

[mymrsweirdnessshipperstuff-blog]

What's funny about enemies to lovers romcom is the best friend walking in the bedroom after they do the deed like they're asleep and cuddled up under the covers. Then they all shriek in surprise and then the best friend goes "DIDN'T YALL JUST TRY TO KILL EACH OTHER YESTERDAY?!"

[norimiya]

Patch and Fix

reki kyan x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

warnings: blood and injury(nothing major) 447 wc

a/n: HELLO REKI NATION

“Does it hurt?”

Reki shrugs, muffling a groan with his hand when you wipe at the cuts on his leg. “I’m used to it.”

“I asked if it hurt.” You said, looking up at him from your position knelt in front of him. “I know you’re used to it.”

He blinks, “Are you mad at me?” You sigh in response. That’s all he needs. “I can clean these up myself.” He tries to nudge your hand away, and he finds it useless when you don’t budge. “Y/n, I can do it.”

“Every time you go skating, you come home with twice the amount of bruises you left with.” He nudges your hand again and feels tears building in his eyes— for whatever reason, he couldn’t understand. “Then, at the end of the day, you come to me.” A shaky breath from you lands against his leg and sends shivers up his spine.

“I can support your passion to the ends of the earth, Reki.”

“But?” He interjects, fist clenched against his knee.

“I can’t keep doing this thing— patching you up and pretending I’m okay with having to see you limp into my house or–or be carried in by your friends.”

“Then what, we break up?” His words are quick. If he speaks slower, he thinks it’ll tear his heart apart. “Is that what you’re trying to say?”

When you sigh again, the string that tied you and Reki seems to snap in his mind, and when you stand up and set the first aid kit on the counter, he thinks it’s over for good.

You shake your head, “That’s not what I want. I just–” You pause, watching the water change color as you wash your hands. “I don't want to be the person who only ever sees you at your worst. I want you to come home one day without any injuries or rips in your clothes that I’ll have to treat or fix.”

Reki looks down as you say your words, to the bandages wrapped around his legs, to the sewn patches and embroidered patterns on his jacket. You had every right to be upset; he just didn’t know how to handle it.

“I’ll do better.” He says quietly, looking at his hands that were folded in his lap. “Try not to get hurt as much, and to not rely on you when I do.”

“You can come to me, Reki.” You murmur, storing the kit away. “Just not when you’re bleeding. Blood is supposed to be on the inside.”

“So I can come to you about internal bleeding then?” He tries, smiling when you roll your eyes at him.

“Not a chance.”

[mollymijh]

I decided to watch the sonic movies on a whim the other day bc tiktok has been bombarding me with edits of stobotnik and I was unironically shipping them.

I’ve just seen the second film and it’s safe to say it’s not ironic anymore

[thewritetofreespeech]

Could I request Reki and Langa finding out their s/o's family is famous? (Mom's a pianist, dad's a painter, older sister's a jewelry maker, etc.)

Reki + Langa + Reader - a star among the cosmos

“Is that a Grammy?? And an Oscar!?!” Reki asked excitedly as he looked at your mantel.

“Yeah. The Grammy was for one of her first albums. The rest of them are in storage. The Oscar is for some US movie she helped write the soundtrack for a few years ago.”

“Your dad has a doctorate in art studies?”

“It’s honorary.” [Y/N] told Langa. “We was awarded it from Oxford after some installation he did for their campus.”

“Isn’t your sister in London for some expo?” Reki asked, stepping away from the awards to focus on some other marker of achievement on the wall.

“Yes. To showcase her new jewelry line.” [Y/N] sit down on the couch and wait for them to be done.

“Wow. It must be so amazing to have such famous people in your family.”

“Yeah….it’s great….”

The boys stop their perusing and turn to [Y/N]. Who looked sullen for a moment before they sat up straight again. “Don’t look at me like that. It is great. I love my family. And they love me. They’re all great but sometimes they’re….too great.” Reki & Langa don’t seem to understand. So [Y/N] explained further. “It’s hard being in family were everyone is so successful. And I’m just…average.”

They seem to get it now and jump into action. “You’re not average [Y/N]!” Reki exclaimed. “You’re an awesome skater!”

“I’m above average at that.” They told him. “I’m no where near as good as Cherry or Adam.”

“Well, yeah. Cherry ‘s a lot older, so he’s had more practice. Adam is just…crazy.”

“You’re also really smart.” Langa chimed in.

“I’m average smart.” As and Bs, some Cs. Not advanced placements or classes. Just regular ones that they did pretty well in. Nothing like their sister. “Look, I’m sorry. I don’t mean to be a downer. It’s just…hard to be a regular person in a house full of overachievers. I’m not amazing like them.”

“You’re pretty amazing to us.”

[Y/N] looked up at Langa, who was looking at you seriously. Reki beside him with also an eager disposition to agree.

It felt warm. Comforting. Again, your family was very accepting and supportive of you. This wasn’t some teen movie where they cast out the ‘under achiever’. They treated you as an equal. But being treated as an equal and being an equal were different things.

“Thanks guys. I appreciate it.”

“Come on. Let’s get out of here.” Reki suddenly said. “Your house is cool, but I don’t want to waste a nice day like this indoors. Let’s go skate!”

He was already pulling [Y/N] up from the couch and towards the door. Langa in toe. [Y/N] thought that they might not be great at everything like their family, but at least they had great friends.

[duckymcdoorknob]

Little baby drabble to celebrate my sleep-deprived self eating cold chicken nuggets with Chic-fil-a Polynesian sauce eXACTLY like this at 3am

The muted sound of air hissing wakes you from your sleep. Well, it wasn’t only the air; you did have to go pee too. You blink a few times, rubbing your eyes to try and center yourself, wondering if it was just a hallucination. That’s when you hear it again…. And again… and again…

Best to go investigate. Was it a ghost? An appliance? Did you leave the faucet on?

Nope.

When you step outside your bedroom door, the sound got clearer, growing more and more loud until you had reached the kitchen.

There, you saw the faint light of the refrigerator and a figure hunched over it. You were about to jump on their case until you hear the sound again, followed by a hum of approval.

You step closer and closer, bleary eyes and barely conscious. When you reach the foot of the fridge, you realize that the silhouette was none other than your beloved boyfriend.

“Babe, iz 2 in the mornin’,” you slur, causing your beloved to tense. “Why’re you ‘wake?”

He turns around to reveal exactly what he was doing, and a mouthful of what you had just heard. He smiles (well, as much as one can smile with a mouthful of food), plucking a strawberry from its container and shaking the can of whipped cream. “Strbebby?” he asks, voice greatly contorted.

You close your eyes as a smile creeps onto your lips. “I’d love a ‘strbebby’,” you tease, grabbing the fruit from his fingertips.

He swallows and laughs a bit as you take a bite. “Open,” he demands and you obey. He sprays a small amount of whipped cream in your mouth, quickly doing the same for himself.

You both swallow the the food in your mouths, laughing with little exhales through the nose. He pulls you in for a gentle kiss. “Tastes sweet…” he murmurs.

— Satoru Gojo, Yuuji Itadori, Armin Arlert, Ranpo Edogawa, Atsushi Nakajima, Howl Pendragon, Kojiro Nanjo, Finral Roulacase (SHUT UPPP I LOVE HIM SO MUCH), Sanji, Usopp (HIM TOO 😍😍), Kaveh, Tighnari, Itto, Thoma—

[dinosaur-mayonnaise]

does anyone else really love seeing middle aged and older queer people in media?

i mean, don't get me wrong, i love seeing queer teenagers and 20-somethings grappling with their identity, young romances, rom com style stories, but it hits different seeing older people who've gone through it and come out the other side, people who have stability and a life together and just get to accept themselves and love each other.

i guess i like seeing that that's an option, even if it's in fiction. it's hope and that goes a long way.

[themidwintermuse]

Bro Miya is gonna grow up to be so homophobic after being stuck with these motherfuckers

He is so done I can't 😭

[imagineanime2022]

Who You Are.

Ainosuke Shindo X Fem!Reader

Word Count: 1182

Requested: @00aw

Request: Hi I hope you’re doing well. I would like to know are you still taking request for Ainosuke Shindo (Adam) x female reader? If so, then can I please request you to write about politician Ainosuke x female reader (reader is a foreigner living in Japan and doesn’t know much about skateboarding)? They met somehow and he liked her and asked her out. Later they became a couple. She learned more about him like him being Adam doing skateboarding. She likes him just the way he is. When he decides to marry her his aunties didn’t approve it. But he went against it and married her.

If you’re unable to write it, then it is fine to. Sorry for this long and detailed request. I got this idea while reading one of stories about him. Thanks in advance for reading my message. Take care.

Shindo had met you when you first moved to Japan, you were still trying to find your way around and make sense of all of the new social behaviours. You were different from anything else that had faced. You didn’t know him, you didn’t judge him and you didn’t expect anything of him, that was what made him take an interest in you and the time that you spent together made him fall for you.

Dating was easy for the both of you, especially after you officially moved to Japan. His aunts never liked you but he didn’t care about what they thought that was even clearer when he asked you to move in with him. What he hadn’t thought about was SK8 and having to hide that from you. You were more observant than most, you noticed when he was a little tired than usual, you always asked to make sure that he was okay and even said that you had heard him moving around at night.

Tonight was a night that he had snuck off to SK8, however tonight you woke up. It was only to go to the toilet but Shindo wasn’t there, you didn’t think much of it at first instead thinking that he must have been in the toilet himself, that is for the first 5 minutes. Eventually you got up and went to the toilet falling asleep again before he came back to bed.

The next morning you woke up to your alarm, finding that Shindo was again in bed next to you “Your back.” You mumbled. “Back?” He asked with a frown grip tightening around you. “You weren’t here last night when I woke up to go to the toilet.” You explained briefly snuggling into his chest. “Mmm, I was in my office, I remembered something that needed doing for this morning.” He explained. “I hoped that you wouldn’t have noticed that I was gone.” “Oh well if I didn’t need to pee I wouldn’t have.” You smiled softly. “Why didn’t you just do it in the morning? All we do is lay around until you have to leave for work.” “Yes and I enjoy the time that we spend together. I will not let my work ruin that.” He answered. “It wouldn’t ruin it, you don’t do it every morning I wouldn’t have been angry. I’d much prefer that you get your sleep.” You gently traced patterns over his chest. “I’ll keep that in mind next time.” Shindo nodded.

Over the next couple of days you woke up now probably because you were checking but every night he was missing, you started to think that what he had told you wasn’t true and before long you found yourself trekking to his office to check if he was in there. He wasn’t… That night you stayed up in the kitchen. You mind raced with all the things that he could be doing, the things that he could be hiding. Your eyes drew to the door as it opened revealing Shindo and Tadashi walking into the house. There was a skateboard clutched in his hand which you watched him stow away in the cupboard before he turned towards the kitchen and noticed you at the table. “(Y/N)? What are you doing?” He asked. “Waiting for you to finish your work.” You answered, Tadashi took that as his que to leave, giving Shindo two taps and a look before leaving the house. “(Y/N)-” “I need you to be honest with me.” You cut him off and he nodded waiting for you to talk. “Are you bored?” “Bored? Of what?” He asked, stepping forward. “What do you think?” You shot a question back at him without a second. “You think I’m sneaking out because I’m bored of you?” He asked “where would I be going?” “I don’t know, Shindo you tell me, you're going there!” You argued. “I… I’m not bored of you, it’s just not something that I like to speak about.” He answered. “My father and my aunts never liked this side of me.” “And you think that I will be the same?” You shook your head “I’m nothing like your father or your aunts, I respect that you have interests the same way that you respect mine. I love you for who you are, but you still hide things from me” You explained. “(Y/N) I-” “It’s fine Shindo I’m tired, I’ll see you in the morning.” You stood from where you were sitting, putting your cup in the sink, as you turned Shindo caged you to the counter. “No, I won’t let you walk away from me like that.” his hands lifted to cup your cheeks. “Like what?” You asked. “Defeated.” He leaned down brushing his nose against yours as one of his hands fell to your waist and pulled you closer. “I was only hiding it from you because I didn’t want to disappoint you the way that I had disappointed everyone else… I should have told you before I showed you, I thought that I could have both without them ever having to meet, I was wrong.” “Shin-” “The secret that I have been hiding is my secret skateboarding club.” He explained. “Secret skateboarding… What?” You asked, he chuckled as pulled his phone out tapping away before turning it to show you someone you could easily tell was your Shindo dressed as a matador on a skateboard. “This is what you were hiding?” “It is.” He nodded. “Why would I be disappointed in this?” You asked “you look like you're having fun, I wish I was there to see it.” “Next time.” He promised “there’s one last secret that I want to share with you.” “Mmm?” You hummed.

He led you to his office, turning on the light as he walked around his desk to sit in the chair, pulling you to straddle his lap before reaching around to grab something from one of the draws. Leaning back with a velvet black box in hand, tears welled up in your eyes as you looked at it. “You are the most important person in my life, I need you to know that and with this last question all my secrets are bare to you, so will you marry me?” He asked, opening the box to reveal a beautiful ring. “What about your aunts? They won’t want this.” You frowned and you looked at him waiting for him to speak. “I don’t care what any of them want, I want you for the rest of my life, so I ask again will you marry me?” He asked, emphasizing the you in the question. “Yes.” You answered, you couldn’t imagine what you looked like in that moment tears streaming down your face and a huge smile but he slipped the ring on anyway, before pressing his lips to yours. Your arms wrapped around his neck pulling him closer still as his hands rested on your hips, grip tight and unyielding in that alone you could tell that he wasn’t letting you go. That was enough.

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