#tsundere miya for the winnnnnn

[thebeautyoffanfics]

Can I get a small one shot with Miya.

Like the reader and him hanging out like going to the arcade together. If you want or can.

Happy Pride Month🏳️‍🌈

Stay safe and healthy!

Have a good day or night!

miya chinen x gn!reader

a/n: sure thing!! Happy Pride Month to you as well!!! I hope you stay safe and healthy, and have a good day/night too!! <33 Thank you so much for requesting!! And I’m sorry for the time this took!!;; i’m also sorry that this is,,, hot garbage-

warnings: none <3

word count: 1,216

Arcade dates. Truly, the most romantic of dates… is not what you would have thought nor said- but still, they were always the most fun. Romance wasn’t the best part of dates in your humble opinion- it was about getting to spend time with the person you cared for. For you, that person was Miya Chinen.

“Spending time with the person I care for? Psh- lame. The only person I care for is right,” He pointed dramatically at himself, “here.”

“Ah, yes, that explains all the time you spend with me and the others.”

“That’s not care, it’s free food.”

You raised an eyebrow, before shrugging halfheartedly. “Whatever you say, ex-bo-”

“Shhhut up. You’re still my partner.”

At that, you laughed, ruffling the boy’s hair despite the fact that he seemed to get annoyed whenever you did it. Through all the fronts he put up, you knew in your heart that he didn’t mind it- nor did he mind you. You were positive he didn’t mind arcade dates either.

“Shut up, dummy- let’s just go,” He said, shoving your hand lightly, and looking away as to hide the growing smile and blush- you let it slide, patting his head once more, before tossing your skateboard down. “Hurry up then,” You told him, before starting down the sidewalk, making your way towards the arcade.

As you expected, Miya caught up quickly, sticking his tongue out at you as he sped ahead. Though you tried to subtly speed past him, he kept up a steady pace a good foot or two ahead of you- he did so until you arrived at the arcade, grinning proudly as he stopped first. “Hah. Looks like I win at both skating and games.”

“You don’t know that you’ll win. Here- how about we each get the same amount of coins, play the same games the same amounts of times, and see who ends up with the most tickets?”

“You’re setting yourself up for failure, but alright.”

Ignoring that last comment, you pushed open the door to the arcade, holding it just long enough for Miya to trail in behind you, before making your way to the coin machine. Miya offered you a bill, which you dispensed into the machine. After it finished emptying your coins below, you scooped them up and waited for Miya to do the same. Then, it began. A war- more or less. You and Miya walked over to the first game, giving each other a sort of competitive look, before placing the coins into the game. The beeping signaled you to start- and so you did, each giving it everything you had.

The energy of the first game didn’t end there- the two of you “fought” energetically, going through each game that the arcade had to offer. Skee-ball, basketball, knocking things down, shooting zombies- the list went on with each game you stopped at.

Finally, the last coins had been dispensed into the game. The slight buzzing sound made the two of you aware that your final tickets were being handed to you. In sync, you both ripped your own tickets from the game, sticking them in a bag, then turning to face the other.

You glanced at the bag Miya held, then back at your own, silently trying to evaluate who could be in the lead. Miya did the same, though more subtly than you. After a moment, he spoke.

“I’m hungry.”

“Yeah, same-”

The two of you headed towards the tables, placing your bags in seats, then agreeing to get your favorite kind of pizza. You left the table, ordering the pizza, then taking it back to where the two of you sat. Miya opened the box, grabbing a slice, then taking a bite from it.

“First slice of pizza for the winner,” He said proudly, holding his pizza slightly in your face. Rolling your eyes, you quickly leaned forward, taking a bite from his pizza, then sitting back as if nothing had happened.

“Hey-!” Miya exclaimed, holding his pizza back, a look of utter disturbance on his face despite the blush that was growing. “Gross,” He made sure to add, before taking a bite, going out of his way to make it clear he wasn’t biting from the part you had “contaminated.” You knew he was going to eat it eventually, but- you also knew he just had to keep that grumpy sort of facade up. Or maybe it was just his embarrassment- or maybe both. Either way, you smirked proudly, as you began to eat your own slice of pizza.

Minutes passed, turning into a half hour as you and Miya talked lightly, the slices of pizza in the box slowly reducing until few were left. Shutting the box, you agreed to split the pieces evenly later- the winner getting to take one extra piece.

Miya was the first to stand, taking his bag proudly, and placing a hand on his hip. “Ready to eat your words?”

You stood up after him, copying his pose, and raising your eyebrows. “Ready to eat your words?” You mocked, sticking out your tongue, then rushing towards the counter. Reaching the counter before Miya, you emptied your tickets onto the tray. The worker let the machine count them up, before declaring your number.

“203.”

Miya then poured his tickets into the tray, glancing up at the worker expectantly as the machine counted them. Almost dramatically, the worker paused a longer moment to read the final amount.

“209.”

“YES!” Miya shouted, tossing his arms up proudly, as you crossed your arms.

“Well, you come here more often than I do anyway,” You argued, sticking your tongue out slightly. Miya grinned, sticking his tongue out back. “All is fair in love and war,” He countered, before placing his hands on his hips. “Alright, (Y/N), you pick your things first. Y’know, since I’m nice.”

You flicked his shoulder lightly, earning a small “ouch-” from him, before looking across the options. You chose a few things, varying in size, and placing each item in your bag. After you had picked your things out, Miya immediately stated what he wanted. A fairly-sized stuffed bear sitting on the back shelf.

“Oh, but-” Miya paused, reaching for his hoodie pocket, then pulling out more tickets. “These are from previous times. I think this’ll be enough for the bear.”

Sure enough, the tickets added up, earning Miya said bear and a tiny plastic dinosaur. True treasures, really.

The two of you stepped outside of the arcade, bantering lightly over whether or not Miya had been playing fair. The bantering stopped for a moment, when you felt something soft be shoved against your shoulder.

You glanced over, noting the bear that Miya had pressed against you. “Huh?”

“...since- since you lost and all. I’m nice, like I told you.”

Hesitantly, you took the bear, before giving Miya an unsure look. He avoided eye contact, instead hopping on his skateboard. As he began to skate ahead, it clicked-

“Awwh!! Did you save up to get me this?”

“Can’t hear you, slime! You’re too far behind me!!”

Almost too excitedly, you copied Miya, tossing down your board to chase after him. Maybe you had lost, but he was going to be the one not living that day down.