#tokyo revengers inupi x gn reader

[stffed]

funny thing - inui seishu x gn reader

warnings: mentions of cheating

when you showed up on inupi’s doorstep in tears, he had to let you in. he didn’t ask any questions. instead he silently sat you down in his living room, put on your favourite show, grabbed some snacks and drinks from the kitchen, covered you in blankets from his room, and placed two boxes of tissues on the coffee table.

“i’ve ordered some pizza,” he said as he sat down next to you. inupi wrapped an arm around your shoulders and you cried against him.

your whole body shook as you sobbed and wailed. snot ran from your nose and yet you didn’t care. all you wanted to do (and did) was cry.

and inupi let you do that.

he rubbed loving circles against your back, comforting words leaving his mouth. in all his years of knowing you, he had never seen you cry like this before. it scared him to see you so shaken up. he had to stop himself from clenching his fist. when he figured out who made you cry like this, he wouldn’t let them walk away.

once you cried yourself hoarse and had started taking sips from your drink, inupi asked what had happened.

“the bitch cheated on me. for eight months. and i didn’t know.”

oh. so it was your girlfriend - well, ex-girlfriend now. she should start counting the remaining days she had left.

“it’s not your fault,” said inupi. he moved to sit closer to you, knees pressed up to yours. “don’t blame yourself for something she chose to do.”

“the funny thing is,” your voice shook as you spoke, “that she didn’t want me hanging out with you in case i’d cheat on her. funny, isn’t it?”

inupi’s brows furrowed. he loved you - he had loved you from the minute he had seen you, but he never acted on it, scared that he would lose you. having heard you say that made his heart beat faster.

you leaned against him, your head against his shoulder. out of reflex, inupi put his hand against the side of your head and softly played with your hair. some more tears fell but you stopped yourself from crying again. there was no reason to cry over a cheater.

the two of you sat in silence for a bit. inupi continued playing with your hair as you calmed down. you pulled the blankets around you tighter, enjoying the soft texture.

“would you... would you have?” inupi spoke quietly, his voice barely above a whisper. “cheated on her? with me?”

you were silent, mulling over his question in your head. in reality you didn’t need to: you had known the answer to that question for a while.

“of course.” slowly, and with caution, you said, “i love you. i think i love you more than i ever loved her.”

the doorbell rang. a heavy knock followed it.

inupi let go of you and went to answer it. he returned not even a minute later, pizza boxes in hand. he moved over to the kitchen, you followed after him with his blanket trailing on the floor. if it were any other time he would have chastised you about it (and you fully expected him to do so in an hour’s time).

laid out on the kitchen table was your favourite pizza, next to inupi’s favourite. you sat across from him and started to eat. he watched you eat with a small smile before picking up his own slice of pizza.

“i love you too,” said inupi. he looked at you with nothing but pure love and adoration. “i love you more than you could ever imagine.”

“be my boyfriend then.”

“okay.”

and for the first time since you showed up, he saw you smile. and his heart melted knowing that he had made his partner smile.

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Who I write for:

My Hero Academia

Dabi

Hawks

Tokyo Revengers

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Chifuyu Matsuno

Inui (Inupi) Seishu

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Live action:

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# 🔗𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

— Pairing: Club!Representative!Inupi x GN!Reader

— Genre: Tooth rotting fluff

— A/n: Your brain ever picture Inupi as an art person? Inupi painting? On top of that a rising campus crush? Yeah, me too.

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Inui Seishu, or as he likes to be called, Inupi, it’s a name known in your school but not to the point everyone can pinpoint who he is. Let’s just say that he’s been the talked about boy around the campus recently. Besides his talents, he apparently has his looks partnered with it.

Inupi is merely a high school boy who happens to attend the same school you’re currently enrolled in. To add cherry on top, he happens to be someone you set eyes on. Someone you admire from afar since the start.

You’ve been there with him ever since the beginning. You have seen all of him, from his achievements to his confidence. His once covered burn scar is now framing his pretty face perfectly.

You still remember when Inupi was covering his burn scar with light makeup, the way you gather all your courage just to come up to him and converse with him. Toughening yourself to interact with the boy you admire amongst others.

“Inui, do you have a minute to chat?” You ask with a rather shaky voice, fingers fidgeting from the nervous feeling spreading inside you.

The blonde looks up from the paper he’s drawing on, emerald eyes meeting yours, “No, it’s alright. Care for a seat?” He says while patting the seat next to him.

Besides Inupi finally interacting with you, the way the event is taking a turn to your favor had your breath hitched. Considering his offer, you take a seat beside him.

That was the beginning of your heartfelt talks with Inui Seishu. You came to learn how he’s the only member of his family remaining. How he got his burn. How he became an open book for you to read in a matter of months.

Today, Inui became the art club’s representative which you’re coincidentally a part of. The very same reason why you had the chance to get close with the sunflower blonde boy. It’s no secret that the art club members are in awe of his talent as a painter but also his visual and calming demeanor.

Like how you witnessed his previous accomplishments, you are once again present to see with your own two eyes and engrave in your mind another milestone of his.

There he is, Inui Seishu, majestically holding a brush on his left hand, a palette on his right. His blonde locks pushed back from hindering his vision. A boy oozing with stunning features sitting amongst other artists.

As if he was called by you, his beautiful emerald eyes scans the crowd effectively meeting yours in seconds. Unconsciously, you hold your breath while your eyes remain on each other, the buzz of the crowd fading away.

Inupi’s lips stretched up to a small smile, waving his hand with the brush in between his fingers. Cupping both of your hands, you mouthed “You got this,” as a form of encouragement for him. The blonde nods to your words and looks back at his blank canvas, enthusiastic than before.

Soon after, the host gives the students a go signal to start with their pieces. Your eyes remain focused on the boy, mentally chanting for him to win the competition. From time to time, you notice how he glances at you before looking back at his canvas.

You brush off the thought of being his muse, it’s too ambitious for you to come to that conclusion. He might have been looking at someone nearby rather than you. As if on cue, Inupi once again glances your way.

Oblivious. You’ve always been oblivious to Inupi's recent advances. Which forces the boy to go out his way and take his confession to another level. Confessing with the help of this competition. Making you his muse to win the contest just like how you won his heart.

The competition comes to its climax, the crowd growing big as the artists give finishing touches to their masterpieces. Murmur of a beautiful portrait painting starts to be talked about in the crowd.

“That portrait is amazing, the details are incredible”

“His art is as ethereal as him.”

“What’s his name?”

“Inui Seishu, if I’m not mistaken”

You can’t help the proud feeling overflowing inside you, chin up high as you watch the boy give a few strokes in his canvas before moving back to examine his art with a fond smile on his face.

This makes your heart clench while you recall the crowd’s words. He painted a portrait meaning he had a muse. Inupi has never done a painting of a person, he does abstract more than realism.

“And that’s time’s up, everyone. Kindly put down your materials and display your arts to this side in order to let the judges evaluate them,” The host announces with excitement in their tone.

You didn’t get to see Inupi’s piece as the crowd began to disperse, blocking your vision while the participants did as told. You let out a sigh and pull out your phone to distract yourself, patiently sitting through the whole program for Inupi.

The end of the competition approaches faster than expected, the host speaking in their mic holding a white envelope in hand. “For the long awaited part of the event, let’s call in our winners, shall we?” The crowd erupts in applause.

Third and second places are announced, one of which is not the blonde’s name making you grip your cloth in both anticipation and anxiety.

“As for the winner of this competition, we’ll ask the artist’s inspiration behind their art. Are you all ready to know who they are?” The host puts the crowd at the edge of their seats.

“I hope it’ll be him,” Someone beside you mutters under their breath while you agree with them in your head.

The long wait is over in a matter of seconds, “Our winner is mister Inui Seishu from 3rd year of Junior high with his beautiful portrait!” The host announces in an enthusiastic voice, Inupi walks beside them thanking his fellow competitors along the way.

His art is revealed beside the two of them, a portrait of a person, painted with both precise and tenderness. Inui glances at the painting before smiling at the host, “Does your art have meaning or title of anysort?”

The blonde nods at their words, “I’m calling it, ‘The Confession’” The other is quickly intrigued by its title, “May we know why?” Inupi nods at their words and holds at the mic that’s given to him.

“As you can see, I painted a portrait of someone. A muse that recently had a special place in my heart. A person that captured not only my eyes but me as a whole person. They’re also the ones who never fail to make me feel special, as if I stand out from others…”

Inupi searches the crowd before locking eyes with you, “I’ve never imagined myself as someone who will have a muse throughout my art journey. It was a cliche thing, something that never struck me yet they came to my life proving myself otherwise.”

The crowd and the host looks in awe, listening attentively as the boy pours out his heart, “Just like the title of the piece, it’s a way for me to make my feelings known. An art piece that has a lot of meaning for me. So I would like to take this chance to confess…”

Gasps and squeals fill the crowd, eyes focused on the boy, “L/n Y/n, I’ve liked you for a long time. It would mean the world to me if you become my forever muse.”

Your breath hitches just like how it did the first time you approached him, not believing the scenes that unfolded. Everything felt too good to be true. Pointing at yourself, you look back at him in shock, “Me?”

Inupi nods his head with a faint blush dusting his cheeks. Not trusting your words, you nod at his words and begin walking down the stairs with a little push of encouragement from the person beside you.

Standing in front of the boy, you look at him with tears in your eyes, smiling wide from his brave confession.

“I would love to be your muse until we grow old,” you whisper to him, arms wrapping around his neck pulling him in a hug.

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