#which is what kaoru's voice falls under

[noxiatoxia]

question, just hypothetically speaking, when does his voice crack ? hypothetically

fuckk trying to think of examples off the top of my head. i think during their play acting in ep 14 is one.. i know it happens once or twice when he's just talking, i just wish i could remember what episodes specifically. i think maybe in ep 12? ohh wait in episode 21 (the devil) i recall he says "yeahhh, that's not gonna happen" to soga when theyre stuck in the classroom together, and his voice goes REALLY high for a moment on the word "that's", it's really cute. fuuuck i hate this man

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Baki Shorts: Three’s a Crowd but Four’s a Party

I decided to pick the Wake Up series back up as per Monster anon’s fun request to have a Pickle x reader x Jack. And I thought I should add Hanayama in that mix.

So enjoy!

“Jack is going to be fighting that caveman from the news.” A young man’s voice whispered in (your name)’s ear. The young woman sighed in annoyance.

“I don’t know why that has anything to do with me.” (Your name) responded to Jack’s half brother, Baki. Lately the redhead has been texting and calling her on Jack’s behalf. But to be fair, she did block Jack. She was ready to shut that chapter in her life but Jack wasn’t budging.

The blonde refused to sign the divorce papers and he demanded that she came back home. It’s been a stressful last few weeks.

She saw Kaoru here and there. Kaoru may have been a busy man, but he still made time for her. He’d take her on extravagant dates and sightseeing. Kaoru made her world bright again and she found herself slowly falling for his never ending affections… (your name) enjoyed being spoiled for a change.

But she did try to put in equal effort. She didn’t shy away from his kisses nor when he held her hand under the table during meals. He made her heart race again. (Your name) could really see herself with him, despite him being a few years younger than her.

Despite his career as a crime boss, he was surprisingly soft with her. It wasn’t uncommon for him to lay beside her on his bed with his arms wrapped tightly around her waist.. Kaoru didn’t push past her boundaries and was satisfied with small kisses and soft touches. She was surprised with how gentle he was being to her despite his hot pursuit prior. Maybe it had something to do with when she shared with him that she’s never been intimate with anyone before, not even Jack… either way, she was appreciative of Kaoru’s patience.

Kaoru told her that this side of him was specifically reserved for her. It made her feel special… she had wished Jack had reserved this sort of warmth for her… maybe then she wouldn’t be in her early twenties and already getting a divorce (or trying to at least).

(Your name) stretched her arms over her head with a yawn. Should she go see Jack and talk to him? Or should she sleep some more? From the way Baki’s voice sounded, it sounded like Jack needed support. And she knew she still loved him. Some small piece of her would always love Jack.

“(Your name)? Are you still there?” Baki’s voice drew her from her musings. Her heart beat erratically in her chest. She almost lost herself down memory lane there for a moment.

“Yeah, I’m here.” (Your name) softly muttered, she heart a deep breath being taken in by Baki on the other line.

“Look… I don’t know what’s going on between you two but… Jack misses you.” Baki whispered like it was a secret he shouldn’t be sharing. “I know he’s emotionally constipated but he loves you. I-“

“That’s enough, Baki.” (Your name) interrupted Baki with a shaky breath. “I’ll come.”

“Will you? Thank you. I’ll let him know-“

“But this is the only time.” (Your name) replied softly. Yes… one time. This is a one time deal and then she’d be a free woman.

“I understand. Have a good one, (your name).” Baki then hung up the line, which left (your name) to decide whether or not she wanted to tell Kaoru about this.

She decided to text her potential beau of this outing as she slipped on a light jacket over her tank top and shorts. She was sure he’d be understanding once she explained how this may be her only opportunity to get Jack to sign the papers.

(Your name) sent Kaoru a long text with a smile. Maybe once the divorce was finally over with, the two of them could be official? That was a nice thought.

Sadly it was an unrealistic one. Jack wasn’t quite willing to let her go so easily… and neither was his opponent.

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(Your name)’s hands covered her mouth at the sight before her. There was blood all over the arena and a slumped over Jack.

A strangled cry escaped her lips from Jack’s appearance. The skin from the lower half of his face was missing as well as many of his teeth.

Without another thought, she ran towards her fallen husband, unaware of the caveman who had spotted her. An amused rumble left his lips, his golden eyes fixated on her.

(Your name)’s hands brushed against Jack’s bare abdomen, tears gathered in her eyes at the sight of him. Jack was decimated by the caveman… he was just barely breathing.

“Jack?” She softly whispered, her eyes glanced at the blood on his fingers. He must have tried puncturing the caveman’s ear drums with his fingers… of course Jack would plan to do something so savage.

A large shadow loomed over her as a growl escaped the chest of Jack’s assailant.

“Get away from her, Pickle!” Baki shouted as she whipped her head around to come face to face with Pickle.

Pickle’s eyes were wide at the tears that streamed down her face, the cave man’s breath hitched. Why did she cry? Was the blonde her mate? He was a terrible mate if he was.

Pickle reached a clawed finger out to try to brush away her tears, his own started to fall from his face. Was she lonely like him?

(Your name)’s eyes widened when Pickle began to cry. Her hands slowly rose up to touch his pretty face, Pickle leaned into her touch with a purr.

He defeated her mate so that made her his. He was stronger so he would be more suitable for her. Or at least that’s what made sense to Pickle.

Pickle put his hands around her body and brought her closer to him, the fetid smell from his mouth almost caused her to hurl. Pickle smelled like something died… and maybe something did inside of his mouth.

She could see bits of skin in his teeth and without a doubt in her mind, she knew it was Jack’s. The horrid sight made her body freeze up like ice. She wasn’t sure what to do, she might be eaten right here…

Pickle brought her head close to his nose, a bit of his drool fell from his mouth and onto the skin of her arm. This was it… she was going to die.

And then Pickle sniffed her with a happy hum of contentment. The caveman then buried his nose into her hair and inhaled deeply. She smelled so nice… it wasn’t an overpowering scent but it was delicate. It wasn’t anything Pickle has ever smelled before and he liked it.

Pickle was about to lick her but (your name) shot her arm out to prevent him from being able to touch her more. Her fingers ran through his scalp as she tried to push him back.

A range of excited noises spilled from Pickle’s lips. Did she want to check his hair for bugs? He’d let her!

Pickle put her down and bent down to her level, he cooed at her to continue to pet him. The caveman’s foot bounced each time her small fingers ran through his scalp. This was lovely… he was so happy to have found her.

“It seems Pickle likes her…” Tokugawa muttered to Baki while paramedics took Jack away. “How do we proceed? I don’t know if he’s going to give her back…”

Baki frowned. He hadn’t invited (your name) here to meet Pickle. He wanted her and Jack to work things out… and now he had just made the situation even worse…

“We’ll figure it out.” Baki muttered with a sigh. He really hoped nothing happened to (your name)…

(Your name) noticed how everyone left her to fend for herself with Pickle, but the caveman made no move to release her. It would appear she’d have to be here for awhile…

Pickle growled when she looked away from him a goofy grin on his lips once her attention was fully on him again. He was sure she’d be a good mate. All she needed to do was accept him. He’d protect her from everything.

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(Your name) was stuck with Pickle and she had no way of contacting Kaoru to help her out. So she was forced to lay in Pickle’s arms as he rocked her back and forth like a prized possession. Perhaps in his mind, he rightfully won her? She wasn’t sure how Pickle’s mind worked.

She had tried to slip away from him a few times now but he would wail loudly and flail his arms around like a toddler throwing a tantrum. Pickle would not let her leave.

She glanced over to see the familiar figure of Jack begin to approach them in shock. What was he doing here? Shouldn’t he be in the hospital?

She watched Pickle jump up to his feet in shock, the cave man scooped her up in one arm to keep her safe. He had to keep her safe… from the wasp.

Jack made a sound from under his bandage but (your name) couldn’t understand him. His eyes seemed to hold some sort of emotion in them but she didn’t have time to figure out what it was.

Pickle fled from Jack with (your name) held tightly in his arms while Jack gave pursuit.

(Your name) felt like she had another head from how the crowd’s eyes were on her, Pickle, and Jack. Perhaps it was a strange sight to see a prehistoric man that held her in his arm while he ran from a man wrapped in bandages.

Pickle set her down, a loud snarl left his throat as he turned to face Jack. Jack made an incoherent noise, his eyes on her for just a moment.

But his eyes told her exactly what he had tried to say… run. Jack wanted her to run.

Pickle noticed how the two of them looked at each other. The caveman puffed out his chest and growled even louder.

Pickle then sent a punch at Jack that made the blonde spin like a wheel, Jack crashed his head into the ground with a loud smack. The bandages unraveled from his face to reveal the damage.

(Your name) put her hands over her mouth, the tears poured from her eyes. Why was Jack doing this to himself? He was going to die at this rate. She turned her head to look away from the gory sight of Jack’s destroyed face.

She watched as Pickle went to scoop Jack up in his arms, her feet dragged her forward to put her hands on Pickle’s back.

“Please… please don’t.” (Your name) whispered to Pickle who smiled at her. The caveman leaned down and licked her forehead. It was naive of her to believe Pickle could understand her.

She could only watch in horror as Pickle began to scale up the building with Jack in his arm. What was Pickle doing?

(Your name) began to cry even more when Pickle began to tie Jack’s foot to the pole at the top of the building.

With a heavy sigh, she took her chance to run. She didn’t want Jack’s sacrifice to be in vain.

(Your name) ran as fast as she could despite Pickle’s loud wailing. A loud booming noise could be heard as he gave chase to her.

She ran through the crowd to lose her tail. Her heart drummed in her head like a song from a horror movie. She needed to get away from him and fast.

(Your name) dashed down the steps and into the subway. She bolted towards the train, Pickle still hot on her trail.

(Your name) could feel Pickle’s claws snag her jacket and tear it apart but she was able to enter the train at the last second. The doors shut on Pickle, keeping him out.

Pickle whined and wailed while the train sped off, the caveman attempted to chase but the train was too fast. He’s never seen a creature like that from his time but he knew it had eaten his mate… was she okay? It didn’t seem to eat her, but transport her… maybe she’d be in another location?

Pickle cried, his hands held up her jacket to his nose to give it a whiff. A dreamy sigh escaped his lips. Pickle was sure he’d be able to track her down with this.

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(Your name) was able to make it home in one piece. The young woman finally able to get back to Kaoru. The yakuza boss answered her call right away.

“I’ll be over as soon as I can. Are you sure you’re alright?” Kaoru asked on the line, his voice filled with concern.

“Just a bit shaken up… and smelly. I feel disgusting.” (Your name) attempted to joke about her experience with Pickle, but Kaoru didn’t laugh. The yakuza was worried Pickle would show up again and hurt her.

“I’ll be there in less than an hour. If you want, you can stay at my place.” From Kaoru’s tone, she knew his brow was furrowed and he was pacing. A smile crawled on her lips at the thought.

“Don’t furrow your brow, you’ll get premature wrinkles.” (Your name) made another attempt to lighten the mood.

“Will you still like me if I’m wrinkly? I’m already scarred.”

“Of course I would, because it’s you.” (Your name) smiled as the two continued to converse.

“I’m happy you’re okay… if Pickle would have done something to you, I don’t know what I’d do…” Kaoru took in a deep breath, the man whispered softly. “I care about you.”

“Do you say all these soft things to all your girls?” (Your name) teased Kaoru for being so soft.

“You’re my only girl so it’s only you.”

(Your name) felt her heart flutter from his words. Kaoru knew what to say to get her flustered.

“I’ll see you soon.” Kaoru muttered. “Don’t answer the door unless you hear three knocks.”

“I won’t, sir.” (Your name) giggled at Kaoru’s huff. “I’ll see you soon, Kaoru.”

(Your name) hung up her phone and made her way to the bathroom for a much needed shower.

A certain caveman sat outside her window, his hands and face pressed up against the glass.

He found her.

[imaginingmanyfandoms]

all the time in the world | hikaru hitachiin

summary: Hikaru received a love letter from you, and allows Kaoru to talk him into putting you through their old test - but it only hurts you.

warnings: none i think, out of character maybe.

note: stunning lack of ouran fics to be found

"Hikaru is enamored with another, I'm afraid," Kauro said, leaning against a lamppost.

Your shoes crunched against the freshly fallen snow. It was unexpected, the snow, not supposed to start for another week. But here it was, falling to the ground all around you. Your cheeks turning rosey against the crisp air.

There was nothing to answer to Kaoru, what would there be to say? The note you'd left Hikaru, telling him about your feelings and asking to meet was clutched in Kaoru's hand. The pink paper crinkling in his hard grasp. You wanted to reach out and take it from him, yell that it wasn't his to read, wasn't his to sully, but you did nothing, just lifted the scarf higher around your face, blocking your trembling lip from Kaoru's cold stare.

"But you know~," he smirked, unmoving, "I'm always found you extremely cute."

You didn't know where this was going. There were never any signs he was interested in you, but how would you know? You'd clearly misread the notion from Hikaru.

What you didn't know was that Hikaru wasn't far away, eyes tightly shut and fingers crossed beside him. He was desperate for you to pass, he hadn't even wanted to do it this time, it felt wrong. But still, he allowed his brother to take his place at the meeting time, wanting to know it was truly Hikaru you felt for. Truly, Kaoru didn't know if he pushed for this out of protectiveness or out of spite. The way you two spoke in class, whispering and giggling and not involving Kaoru...

"Maybe we could hangout sometime," Kaoru finished, with Hikaru simultaneously mouthing to words silently in his hiding spot.

Hikaru couldn't see what was happening, but Kaoru watched you bow slightly.

"I'm flattered Kauro-kun," you said, voice wavering slightly, heard but Hikaru but not his twin, the cold politeness of the honorific wasn't lost on anyone. "But it's really Hikaru I-...." your voice broke, betraying you, showing how deeply you hurt.

He wanted to run out from hiding, beg you to finish your sentence, tell him how you felt, tell him you love him, but the script proceeded, and he stretched his fingers over the cool brick behind him. The scratchy texture gave him no comfort.

"Well!" Kaoru feighned excitement, "I really am Hikaru!"

"No, you're not."

Hikaru's eyes opened, and he felt a wave of guilt and shamed run through him.

He thought maybe you knew which was which, but, in the snow, in a time of obvious discomfort, you knew that it was Kaoru in front you you. He pulled the note out of his pocket, unlike usual, he wasn't willing to hand this one off to his brother, only the envelope. He never even let his brother read it, and that's how Kaoru knew this one was different, this is a situation where Hikaru actually had feelings for the one who professed their love.

"How did you know?" Kaoru asked, sure the game was over, but being nearly as curious as his brother, he had to ask.

"You don't... look at me the way Hikaru does, you don't... you don't say my name like he does."

It wasn't a physical tell, wasn't a cadence or voice thing, wasn't even personality. You knew from the moment Kaoru greeted you that it wasn't him.

"I should go," you said, "Tell Hikaru I'm sorry."

"Is there anyway I could convince you to stay with me?" Kaoru asked.

"No," you said, resolute and final, the game was over. You had won. "Goodbye, I'm sorry."

And you turned to leave, snow crunching under you as you walked away, tears freezing as soon as fell, causing your cheeks to sting. You'd nearly left the courtyard when you felt a hand on your arm, you jumped, having not heard anyone follow you.

And it was Hikaru, the way his hand felt wrapped around your wrist... this was Hikaru.

You'd barely looked at him, but still you whispered, "Hikaru?" and his heart nearly broke in two, the pain in your voice caused by him.

Hikaru hadn't thought this far ahead. What could he say? What should he do? Could he... should he kiss you? Fall on his knees and beg for forgiveness? Ask you to go for a walk? Call you a car? He couldn't figure it out, he was frozen, watching as you moved to look up at him, tears glistening in your eyes and on your cheeks.

"What is this?" you asked, "Was this some test?"

And before he could think he answered, "yes," not wanting to hide anything from you ever again.

"What - why? Was this to humiliate me?"

He was taken aback. "What? No, no, of course not."

"You showed him my letter?"

"No, I didn't, I swear I kept it, I have it," he said, pulling it out of his coat pocket. "I didn't let him read it."

"Why would you do this? Set me up to reject me like this? You could've been nice, I thought - I thought we were friends."

"We are!" he said, heart beating in his throat, threatening to jump out and land at his feet. He felt panicked, like he couldn't breathe properly. "There isn't anyone else, I care for you a lot..." he said, his hand tightening ever so slightly around your wrist, to show he cared, to keep you from running away, he didn't even know. "I just... I had to be sure it was actually me you wanted and not, someone who looks like me."

With that you huffed, yanking your arm out of his grip. He looked wounded, but not like you, not the way you hurt.

"Then why didn't you just ask me? All the time we spent together? All the excuses to come to my desk? Why did I need to prove myself to you? What did I ever do to deserve that?" Your tears continued, encouraged by the anger and humiliation. And Hikaru took all of it. He never defended himself, never blamed Kaoru or turned it on you. He just took it. "I'm not some client at the host club! I didn't want some fantasy version of you! I didn't want someone who could just replace you either. I just wanted the guy who started watching a show after I said I liked it so we could talk about it." You continued, not fazed by the blush blossoming across Hikaru's cheeks, even now, he was beautiful. "I have no issue with Kaoru," you said, "but you two are two separate people, and it seems like maybe you forgot that at some point."

Hikaru whispered your name, sadness etched into every letter. He wanted so badly to hug you, to tell you that he was that guy, the one who broke his pencil just so he could come talk to you. Or the one who called you on thursday after your show aired to talk about it. And especially the guy who just did anything he could that he thought would make you smile.

"Don't-" you said, holding your hand out, "please don't say my name like that I can't, I have to think."

"Think about what?" he asked, but he didn't know if he was brave enough to hear the answer.

"I don't know," you whispered, the anger faded as quickly as it came, and you were left feeling sad and humiliated. "I just need some space to think, please."

"I'm so sorry," he pleaded, desperate, "Will you call me?"

"When I'm ready, maybe."

And he sat in the snow after you left, in disbelief it had gone this wrong. He knew this was a bad idea. He knew they'd grown too old for these games. And yet, he'd done nothing to stop it. Whatever outcome this had, whatever fate he'd just sealed, he had no choice but to live with it. If it meant spending the next year trying to get back in your good graces, he would do it.

"Hikaru?" Kaoru asked, voice tender and calm, reassuring and warm. "Are you okay?"

"No," he answered, seat of his pants getting wet from the snow, but he didn't move. He wanted to cold to seep into his bones, that's where all the aching was, deep in his bones.

And Kaoru didn't say anything else, just dropped to his knees beside his brother and pulled him into a hug.

Kaoru felt totally responsible for his brother's despondence.

A week had gone by, and you hadn't called. Barely looked their way in class. When either of the twins walked by, you bowed your head, hiding your eyes from them. The way you refused to catch Hikaru's gaze... it was killing him, and it was all Kaoru's fault. He really, really thought he'd been helping. He thought he was protecting his brother, but maybe, deep down, he was just trying to protect himself, by keeping you at arm's length.

Kaoru had been a fool, and his brother was suffering because of it.

"Senpai," Haruhi asked, joining Hikaru on the couch, Tamaki sandwiching him on the other side. "What can we do?"

The whole host club had noticed that Hikaru just wasn't himself. He was constantly lost in his thoughts, drifting far away from the room he was in without ever leaving the couch. The guests were starting to catch on to the heartbreak. How there was no sincerity in his eyes when reciting their scripts.

Hikaru looked between his friends, and sighed. "There's nothing to do but wait, I guess. I hurt..." he trailed off, "I just have to wait for her."

Haruhi understood. You deserved the space you asked for, and she really couldn't fault you for that. They couldn't pull some scheme to bring you together, and she'd already had to stop Tamaki twice this week from various ideas, reminding him that you were hurt, and you needed space to be hurt.

"Have you tried talking to her?" Tamaki asked, wrapping his arm around his friend.

"She's asked me not to," he said, "She needs to think. What we did was cruel. She was vulnerable and we exploited that." Hikaru's shoulders slumped, and he fell limply into Tamaki's side, desperate for warmth, desperate for comfort.

Kaoru stood silently nearby, Hikaru's sad, crackly voice sending knives through his chest. He had to do something, he needed a sign of life from his brother, a sign that something was going to be okay. Hikaru had never blamed him outright, only himself, but the aura at the house... the amount of time Hikaru spent in bed, not speaking with his twin, it was a palpable tension.

And then, when he walked over to the big window, he got his chance. His eyes widened when he saw you, sitting in the cold by yourself, kicking some snow around with the toe of your boots, looking blankly at the frozen water.

Kaoru left the music room silently, trying his hardest not to alert the others. Mori watched him leave, but he said nothing.

You watched Kaoru approach. You weren't even sure how you knew who was who anymore. Just a glance and you knew that was not your Hikaru.

"Hey," he said, hands deep in his jacket pockets to avoid the cold. He gestured to the snowy seat beside you with his elbow. "May I sit?"

"Not if you're going to try and ask me out again," you mumbled. He nodded, brushing the snow off the bench the best he could and sat down.

"Scouts honour," he said, not taking offense to your comment. "I know you asked Hikaru for space, but he misses you."

You looked away, tucking your chin into the shoulder facing away from Kaoru. In your silence, Kaoru continued, "He's so upset with himself. We just... we don't get a lot of people who see passed our... ugh, this is hard. Sorry, I should've thought about what to say."

You turned to him, nodding him on.

"We're used to- shit, okay, I'm used to building walls. I thought I was looking out for Hikaru but really, I think I wanted you to fail. I didn't want him to go and fall in love and find someone who cares about him as much as me but... I was wrong. I was selfish, and childish. I wasn't ready to let go."

You took a deep breath, but Kaoru carried on before you could say anything. "I have feelings for someone, but I can't have her, she's taken. And then you come along and give Hikaru that note and he was so excited... and I was jealous."

"I'm not asking you to forgive me, I get it, I was being a jackass pushing Hikaru into that test, okay? We did it as kids and he didn't want to, really. I'm not just saying that so you'll forget about it. It was my fault. And you and I can figure that out later. And... and I'm not even asking you to forgive him, okay? I am only asking you to talk to him." Kaoru sounded so genuine, and he wasn't being pushy, or mean. He was only trying to help his brother, you knew that. "He cares about you so much, I think you're all he thinks about. I think you're exactly what he's always wanted, you're - you're a really good match for him. I think you make him happy. And I was so wrong to make you feel humiliated, and I'm so, so sorry. So just please, think about it, okay? Will you think about it?"

"I'll talk to him," you said, "I don't want him to be hurting."

"I know you don't," he said, "I was wrong to doubt that."

You smiled at him, and it didn't quite reach your eyes, but it was a start. Kaoru smiled sheepishly back, reaching a hand up to the back of his neck. "I should probably get back to Tamaki and Hikaru, Tam said a costume is what Hikaru needed to feel better so... so I should probably go check on that."

"I'll talk to him tomorrow, okay? I need to gather my thoughts."

Kaoru was quiet for a moment before he whispered, "thank you," leaving you to your thoughts, relieved that even if you didn't forgive him, you might forgive Hikaru.

"Hikaru-kun?"

He was startled by your voice, and he turned quickly to see you, his mouth agape. It felt like years since he'd heard his name fall from your lips, way too long, even if you were being too formal for his liking... you were talking to him, and he wouldn't complain.

He whispered your name, so soft and sweet. His eyes held the same look for you they always did, tender, happy to have you anywhere near him. "It's nice to hear your voice," he said, earnestly.

"Mm," you hummed, not really knowing how to answer.

Hikaru wanted to break the distance between you. He wanted to run to you, spin you around and tell you how beautiful you are, but he stayed where he was, beside the window in the empty music room. He had been watching the rest of the club from the window, watching as they played one of Haruhi's childhood games. Watched as Kaoru stood off to the side, watching as Tamaki and Haruhi gravitated to each other.

"I've missed you," you said, head hung, unable to see him while you spoke, fear that you'd lose your nerve if you saw how sad he looked.

"I'm sorry," he said, voice cracking as he tried to speak. He cleared his throat, trying to cover the tells of his sadness.

"I know," you said, looking up at him. He looked tired, and sad. He didn't have the same spark he usually did. "I know you were just trying to protect yourself."

"But that's the thing... I," he paused, waiting to see if you wanted to say something first. He didn't want to take your moment, when you said nothing he continued, "I don't think I have to protect myself from you. I fell into old patterns, and it was so easy to try and push you away but... I don't want to. I think I'd rather be hurt later than shut you out now, and it's terrifying."

"You have to promise to just talk to me," you said. And his eyes widened with excitement and fear. Did this mean what he thought it did? That you would welcome him to try again? He moved closer to you, holding his arms at his sides, resisting the urge to reach out for you. When he was right in front of you, you spoke again, "if you get scared you have to talk to me, and I'll do the same. It's the only way it will work."

"I'll tell you everything," he vowed, "I'll give you the world if you'd let me."

"I don't want the world, Hikaru. I just want you," you said, you reached out to him, holding a hand out to caress his face, gently stroking his cool cheek with your thumb, and he leaned into it, placing his larger hand over yours, savouring the softness of your touch on him.

His throat felt tight, he choked up. "I'm sorry," he whispered again, eyes closing as you calmed him, "I'm so sorry I hurt you."

"I forgive you," you said, "I understand why you had to protect yourself. And I understand why Kaoru didn't trust me. It's okay. I forgive you both."

He opened his eyes to look at you, really look at you. Your eyes watered, emotional at the reunion. You'd missed each other so much, being so close to one another yet so far.

"I hated not being able to talk to you," he said, "you were three desk away but I'd pushed you so far."

"Hika..."

"Wait, please let me say this," he said, taking your hand off his cheek, and holding it delicately in both his hands. "When I got your letter, I felt something I'd never felt before, in my whole life. I felt like... I had something that was just for me. That was my beautiful thing in the world and I didn't have to share. And I got so insecure, but I'm learning. I know I can be the man you deserve, I know it. And I can't promise to never make any mistakes, I promise to always care for you, and I vow to protect you from hurt and..."

"Hikaru," you laughed, and he smiled, goofy grin finally reaching his eyes in a way it hasn't since that day in the courtyard. "While I appreciate the sentiments, I don't think what you did was that awful. I was sensitive and I reacted hypocritically, and... and I promise to always care for you too. And always talk to you when I'm feeling upset, or hurt, or insecure. I wouldn't ask anything of you that I wouldn't return."

"I promise-" but you cut him off in the sweetest way. You leaned up, placing a gentle kiss on his lips, and his eyes widened in shock for only a moment before he close his eyes, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close.

"No more talking," you mumbled between kisses.

And he just hummed in response, melting into you. Letting you in, letting you have all of him. No walls, no games. Just shared affection and tender kisses.

Your hands placed on his chest, you pulled away, but kept your face close to his. He looked down at you, a small happy smile playing on his lips.

"Tell me how you know it's me," he said, hands stretching out over your back.

"I don't even know really, I just look at you and I know who you are. I can't explain it."

"I think you said something about the way I say your name..."

"Well yeah, that helps. You say it like it tastes good."

He smiles, a grin so happy and wide it makes his eyes close. "It does."

"And you just, you're you Hikaru, I know who you are."

And he kisses you again, with more passion. More joy, more affection, more everything. His lips move over yours like that's where they were made to be. Your hands move higher, and you tangle them in his hair while pushing your chest into his. Bodies built for each other, affection made to give to him, and him alone.

When you pull away this time, you're out of breath. And both of you have a rosy hue to your cheeks. He's just so happy to be here with you.

"Are you free tonight? I'd like to take you on a date."

"I'd love that," you said, kissing him quickly on the nose, then detangling yourself from his hold, finding your way to thread your fingers into his, holding his hand as he guides you out of the music room, holding the door open for you and gently guiding you under his arm to walk through first, never letting go of your hand in the process. He'll hold it as long as you let him. "Shouldn't you check with Kaoru first? Did you guys have plans?"

"He'll be okay," Hikaru said, not bothered by the few stragglers that saw you guys holding hands, walking through the hall like it was normal - which from now on, it would be. "We'll be okay, he thinks it's good for us, actually, to get out there more with other people. And he's gunna have to get used to me sharing my time with you anyway."

You hum, "Maybe we should make some time for all three of us to hangout soon."

"We will," he said, "but for now I just want you all to myself. Besides... we have all the time in the world."

[ouranbutworse]

Anime-Manga Comparisons, episode 13.

Oh boy, the Wonderland episode! Honestly, it’d be easier to write about the similarities between these two episodes rather than the differences, since these two episodes are so incredibly different. But both are actually pretty great in their own special ways, I just find it interesting and confusing why the anime decided to completely change the story.

For starters, in the manga it’s made clear from the beginning that the whole thing is just the hosts playing around. It starts off with the hosts breaking the fourth wall to explain that the theme was requested to them, and that the author wagered it’d be a safe choice since there are so many characters. Tamaki and the twins are excited to see Haruhi in a frilly dress, and she bemoans how the outfit is cumbersome, so the twins take over the role of Alice instead, because Haru just isn’t curious enough to ever follow a rabbit down a hole.

On the other hand, the anime starts with middle school Haru and light brown haired Ranka going to the academy to enrol her, with plenty of establishing shots of the school, inside and out. The painting behind her shows a similar little girl chasing a pink bunny, and before the zoom in we even see Kotoko under the tree on the left. I never noticed that before. It even looks like her appearance from the later Lobelia episode in her pink outfit. Ranka worries about her enjoying herself at Ouran, which is the overarching theme of this episode.

The manga and anime continue to be extremely different, as anime Haru chases Usa-chan as a living (living?) plush until he escapes via high powered motor, but the manga has the twins chasing White Rabbit Mistukuni (Mitsu-buni?) until he goes through a too small door and Nekozawa steps in as a mysterious merchant (who they point out was not a character) to give them a shrinking potion and offer them a Bereznoff puppet, Alice A (Hikaru) and Alice B (Kaoru) offer up Alice C (Tamaki) to drink it instead and then throw him to the wolves (The Roberia flowers) and abandon him.

Going back to the anime (Yeah, this is going to get very confusing, I foresee.) We see more callbacks to the earlier episodes, as Haruhi slips on a banana peel and falls into the hole left by the high powered motor and falls… into the same room to get her butt stuck in the vase. She then has to slither like a snail towards monkey Shiro (presumably the cause of all the bananas) to get help, and instead he eats a banana that causes him to shrink and runs off through a tiny door. Haruhi eats an entire bunch of five bananas, peels and all, and shrinks down, freeing herself from the vase, but not from the host club.

She then walks down a long, dark hallway, where we see the kanji for female in lightbulbs appear again, and then a final banana peel whisks her off to a long fall into a pool. I have Vietnam style flashbacks to the beach episode, and I think the overhead shot of her is meant to be a reference to her in the fountain looking for her wallet. The lack of music and focus on the water effects and the voices is actually pretty soothing. Haruhi and Kyoya both have very nice voices. Also Kyoya has very pretty lips.

I wonder if his warning about how Haruhi will be eaten in the pool isn’t strictly about the crocodiles, but rather about how so much grief can swallow you up. Maybe. Should I be analysing the silly homosexual supporting cast so much?

The roses would have been a nicer fit for the Lobelia girls (I’m using Lobelia as their anime names and Roberia as their manga names, aren’t I smart?) but I can’t deny it’s hilarious that they’re controlling robotic crocodiles rather than just being animals like the rest of the cast. Also hello to Kyoya in what is no doubt his silliest role of all time, and I’m including the live action drama in that.

It’s almost tragic that he looks like that, but honestly it’s still great, and it fits him. The manga just omits the caterpillar character altogether, which is weirder. In the original book the caterpillar is rude and and presented as mysterious and ambiguous, and in the movie he’s even more unhelpful and mean. In the anime Kyoya is presented as mysterious still, but Haruhi is aware of what he does, even if she can’t recall why. There’s ambiguity, but no sense of animosity between them. Also, Nekozawa becomes a baby and Kirimi becomes… ambiguously older. And bigger, in… certain areas. Kyoya forgoes the safety of a baby to flirt with a girl. Disaster bisexual at work. We'll return to him (or her) later.

Back to the manga and Tamaki-Alice. (Talice? Amaki?) he meets the Roberia roses, who are stunning and beautiful and I think I’d rather just stay here with them, but we must press on, unfortunately. Tamaki tells them he’s a man, and they call him a pervert for dressing up like that, which is rude! He looks great! And then they warn him about the black queen. Also they reveal Ranka is the red queen ahead of time, so there’s no big shock there. Even though the roses just attacked him, Tamaki is willing to save them from the black queen, until they show it’s Kyoya and Tamaki tries to chicken out because his gut tells him not to revolt. Finally everyone has had enough and they finally swap in Haruhi to play Alice’s role, and she looks so cute in that dress! So cute that the roses (Rose-beria? There’s so many puns to make here!) tell her to stay with them instead, but Haruhi goes off anyway. She’s not that interested in actually fighting the queen, but she’s true of heart and feels obliged to keep her promise, so she goes anyway. She meets up with some of the host club guests and Dr. Yabu from the physical exam episode to get information on how cruel the queen is, and finally to the well informed duchess, Renge! This is a similarity between the two, because she plays the exact same role in both and even dresses the same! The difference is that she’s going to court in the anime to be executed later, but Kyoya straight up sentences her to death in the manga with no court. Harsh, but fair. Hikaru also reappears here as her butler, and finally we see the biggest host of all: Mori! And he’s a very tiny baby named Moriko. Two guards come to take the duchess away, and her final cry for help to Haruhi is to gather a rescue team of gorgeous men to save her.

Ayanokoji appears here in the anime as a cook for Renge, but I’m not sure she ever reappears in the manga past her first appearance, I’d have to conduct a thorough investigation to be certain. She chucks a bunch of dishware at Renge, who is holding baby Nekozawa. Between her and Kyoya not giving a shit about babies, they should probably get together. Then again the baby turns into the curse doll, so maybe it’s fine he was in danger after all. I find it cute that Haruhi is still gentle with the doll and puts it down on a sofa before she leaves. She walks down another very long hallway while the twins bother her, but she’s quick to suss them out. They sound exactly alike in Japanese, but I don’t know if they do in the English dub. We also see Kanako dressed as a bird, floating in a teacup while staring wistfully into the sky and hoping Toru will come back soon. This seemingly adds nothing, but I like it anyway.

Back in the manga, Haruhi-Alice (Harice?) takes baby Moriko with her (who she says is ‘kinda cute’) on her quest to rescue the duchess, and then she meets the Cheshire Twins. They’re wearing almost the same outfits in each, except the anime gives them sleeves on their shirts, a bandana, and oversized cat paws. They tell Haruhi that they used to be a single person, until the queen split them in two after a prank. They also call the queen a grownup, which either means she’s actually an adult, or it’s a riff on Kyoya for being too mature for his age. Either works, really. Haruhi admits she’s starting to sympathise more with the queen. The twins try to get a reward for inviting themselves along on the adventure, but Mad Hatter Tamaki scolds them. Since Mistukuni is already playing the white rabbit, the march hare role instead goes to Shiro, but he’s called the May Rabbit instead… and he’s white. The twins call the hatter bogus and explain that he’s a fugitive who was jailed for performing some odd stage magic during a croquet game sponsored by the queen, but he broke out of jail. Tamaki offers to protect Haruhi and defeat the queen if she promises to marry him, which Kaoru points out is worse than them asking for money. Then the twins want to marry her.

Shiro then calls Moriko an ugly baby and causes him to cry. Shiro announces he’s going home while the others try to stop the crying, and Haruhi gives him a cookie from her pocket that causes him to grow into a man. A very naked man. The twins quickly clothe him, and he gives Haruhi a hug, and they all settle on whoever defeats the queen will secure Haru-Alice. She points out that there’s no more parallel and that it’s the old pattern remerging.

The anime scene is a little closer to the original, as Mad Hatter Tamaki and March Hare Honey announce there’s no room at the very long dining room table, or at any of the others. Haruhi, being who she is, simply accepts that and goes to leave until they demand she come back. They talk about her appearance, and Haruhi says it doesn’t matter whether she’s a girl or not, and then makes a callback to the last episode about his cavity, where Dormouse Mori wakes up to remind him to brush his teeth and then goes right back to sleep.

Mad Hatter Tamaki asks her a riddle about tuna, which isn’t really a riddle, and then yells at her when she gets it wrong, and the mannequin from the first beach episode returns, wearing the swimsuit Honey preferred, to offer wine. Hruhi points out it’s illegal for them to drink because they’re minors, and Tamaki and Honey say even though she’s not a very good Alice, she is pretty cute. The clocks strike three, and the hatter asks another riddle, how are he and her father similar?

He then asks her what else she’d do at Ouran, besides studying, and she’s confused by what else there is. And then we find out that the duchess is going to be executed.

Haruhi stands in as her lawyer, and a lot more presence is put onto the queen here. I wonder if this argument of a parent leaving their child for work was part of her own feelings, but she didn’t realise it. The king accuses her of breaking the vase, and Tamaki steps in to defend her, while also roasting the shit out of her for being boring. She then calls him by his name and the lights go up to reveal all the guests watching, and the other hosts appear and Ranka unmasks himself. He’s really happy to see her make ‘fine friends’. Until later on when he stands on Tamaki I guess, haha.

Of course, then we get the reveal that the queen is Kotoko, and for some reason it always makes me tear up. The clock chiming distantly as the dream fades out is sad.

And then we see the hosts dressed as their manga counterparts, which just makes me wish the black queen would step on me. I’d say enough about that, but now that the anime episode is over, it’s back to the manga, where black queen Kyoya is calling the team rats.

The team are immediately brought to the queen, to the dismay of Hikaru, who thought there’d be more action, and Kaoru bets it’s because they’re running out of pages. White rabbit Honey reappears with his double personality and dark mode, calling them vermin and telling them that if the queen had let him, he’d have finished them in an instant. The queen also justifies her executions and explains that everyone who’s caused trouble was also costing a lot of money, including the red queen. Haruhi feels the need to apologise for Ranka’s actions. Haruhi tells the queen that executions still aren’t right, and asks if she ever went to kindergarten (what kind of kindergarten teaches kids not to execute?) and the queen says no, she didn’t. The mad hatter then summons a giant griffon and it fights the black queen, and while that happens Haruhi finds a tiny Bereznoff eating a cookie in her pocket, and sends him to fight too. He grows large from the cookie, and presumably kills the queen? It’s not very clear. The last line explains that the queen and castle disappeared, and white rabbit Honey seems confused on where he goes, too. Nekozawa returns to become the White King, the Cheshire Twins, Mad Hatter, and White Rabbit argue over who’s going to marry Alice, only to turn around and find Alice is now Mori, and Haruhi wakes up from her dream to her mother Kyoya taking her home for dinner. The others are trapped in the dreamworld and Duchess Renge is still behind bars. Maybe the White King will save her, eh? Haha.

Episode 13… is a happy ending!

[aeoki]

Sandstorm - Desert Survival: Chapter 9

Location: Desert Characters: Hinata & Kaoru

TL Note:

This is a reference to one of “2wink’s” songs: “Welcome ☆ 2wink Acrobatics” (歓迎☆トゥ・ウィンク雑技団).

The Budokan Stadium (official name: Nippon Budokan) is a well-known stadium located in Tokyo which was primarily built to host martial art events, but is now mainly used for musical acts. Performing at this arena is generally seen as a huge accomplishment and a number of voice actors for Enstars have, in fact, performed here in 2019 for the Enstars 2nd Starry Stage concert.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< A few hours later. Tottori Desert. >

Kaoru: Haa~ Just a lil’ break~…♪

Hinata: Ahaha. Hakaze-senpai, your actions aren’t fitting for someone young like yourself ♪ You’re acting like an old man~♪

Kaoru: Whaat~? On the other hand, how do you have so much energy, Hinata-kun? I had this thought when I was at school too but you’re kinda always like a kid~

Well, you might be seen as someone adorable that way, though.

Hinata: Ahaha. It’s better for people like us to act more like an innocent kid instead of a mature adult, right? It’s a marketing strategy ♪

Kaoru: Did Anzu-chan tell you to do that?

Hinata: Nope. We wanna come up with our own ways to market ourselves… Well, it does look like Anzu-san prefers it when we’re on the childish side, though.

Kaoru: Wait, really? Good job asking, me! Then should I suck on my finger and go “goo goo, gaa gaa” the next time I see her!?

Hinata: She’ll definitely be creeped out by that and in the worst-case scenario, she might call the cops or an ambulance over.

Kaoru: Then, what should I do? None of my mature charms worked on her! Which means the only choice I have is to do the opposite and act like a baby, right!?

Hinata: Ahaha. This guy sure loses all his brain cells when it comes to Anzu-san.

…You look like you’re really tired, Senpai~ Maybe we really do need a break.

Kaoru: Yeah. I’ve got a surfboard here so let’s use it and rest under its shade. We’ll die for sure if we keep being under direct sunlight.

Hinata: Okay… I’ve been wanting to ask but what’s up with that surfboard? Where’d you buy it?

Kaoru: I didn’t. The idol who stole from me in the beginning left it behind when he took all my “Desert Coins”.

Maybe he felt guilty about me dying a dog’s death or maybe he bought it on a whim but ended up thinking it was a hindrance…

Good thing it was me who ended up with it. I’d think if it was anyone else, they probably wouldn’t know what to do with it.

Hinata: Ahaha. I don’t particularly care about that, but Hakaze-senpai, you look like a surfer based on looks alone~♪

Kaoru: Yeah. I didn’t think I’d be making use of my surfing skills here. It’s pretty useful when sliding down the sand.

It also looks like it’s got a feature that a normal surfboard wouldn’t have, though. Look, if you press this button, it can move about on the sand like a jet ski.

You’ll probably hurt yourself and fall if you’re not used to balancing on it, so I don’t think you should use this new feature just yet, Hinata-kun.

Well, it seems the balancing gods have blessed me with their skills, so I think I’ll be fine if I practise a couple more times.

Hinata: Heheh, “2wink” are a pair of acrobats[⁎]…☆

Kaoru: That’s just the name of one of your songs, right?

Hinata: Yeah. But on second thought, I’m really glad I get to walk around with you, Hakaze-senpai~

Just happily chatting with you like this really helps take the load off. I definitely would have gone crazy somewhere along the way if I continued wandering the desert all by myself.

I feel pretty calm now so I’ve been watching our surroundings… And I’ve noticed there are safety zones here and there.

Kaoru: Yeah. There was a billboard that said “Oasis” and you can restock your supplies or take a rest there by the looks of it. It’s a safe and comfortable environment – you can even eat and sleep there.

You need to spend “Desert Coins” to use its services and since we want to save up, we don’t have the luxury of using it all the time.

Hinata: But I think the other idols like the powerhouse ones who were brought up like princesses are using it without a care in the world~ If anything, they probably won’t even take one step out of the “Oasis”, don’t you think?

Kaoru: Looks like there are a lot of those sorts of idols. No one would want to walk around the desert of their own accord.

Hinata: That’s our chance of victory, Hakaze-paisen!

While the other idols are practically using all of their “Desert Coins” to stay in the “Oasis”, we won’t use it and save up!

If we’ll win our battles and earn even more “Desert Coins”, we can make a comeback somewhere along the way! We can win “SDS”!

Kaoru: Yeah. Well, we’d be putting the cart before the horse if we pass out from heat stroke, so I think we should use the “Oasis” at appropriate times, though.

Even then, we should still have spent less “Desert Coins” than the other idols. And it should definitely affect the end results.

Sorry. You split your “Desert Coins” with me, so we’re starting off in a pretty disadvantageous position.

You could have just lent me a couple.

Hinata: Well, a couple would still be pretty harsh~ Besides, it wouldn’t sit right with me unless we split it in half.

Kaoru: Hmm, is it because you’re a twin? You’re always sharing things by halving them, right?

Hinata: Yeah. It’s a habit from when we were little~ It’s kinda embarrassing ♪

Kaoru: It’s nothing to be embarrassed about.

But we’ve only got 50 “Desert Coins”, so we’ve got to battle the idols who have their full 100 pieces from the very beginning.

They say that 50 isn’t that much different from 100, but even 1 “Desert Coin” has a lot of value, so it’s tough to be in a situation where we’re starting off with just half of that.

Hinata: We’re playing on hard mode, huh~

But on the other hand, that just makes me even more motivated! I’m a man, after all! Unlike the other idols, we know to use every single one of our “Desert Coins” carefully…

And I’m sure the bigshots who can fill up the entire Budokan[⁎] Stadium by themselves can’t even remember each and every one of their fans’ faces.

But we can do that. We can cherish each and every one of them.

Kaoru: Oh, you’re talking about idols?

Hinata: Yep! We’re in a ridiculous situation that’s got nothing to do with idols, but we’re currently in the middle of a big event that will determine who’s the best idol out there, you know!? We can’t forget that!

If we’re no longer idols, then we’ll become living creatures who don’t know who we really are deep inside.

Kaoru: …………

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[that-one-ao3-writer]

This was something I wrote on a whim but you know.

Tw: mentions of transphobia

Matchablossom royalty au where kojiro is the emperor and kaoru is the heir to one of the kingdoms.

Since kojiro was still unmarried and didnt have an heir yet, the court ladies choose a lot of brides and asked him to select one to produce an heir, preferably a son.

It was during this time that kojiro met kaoru. Kaoru had beautiful pink hair that shined like cherry blossoms and sharp eyes that held on to striking knowledge. Kojiro was smitten from their first meeting.

Kojiro and kaoru spent a lot of time together, learning about each other, bickering with each other, meeting for dinner and a play, among others. And each meeting, kojiro fell more and more in love. Lingering touches, subtle glances, secrets whispers shared in private....

But kaoru was always holding back from something. There was always a slight hesitation to kaoru's touch before leaning into kojiro. It was something that bothered him, but did not give a second thought about because this was /kaoru/ and he wanted to spend his entire life with this person.

He had decided it

On a beautiful full moon night, kojiro had set up a small table at the top of the terrace with the best wine of the land. It was a simple gesture, but it had kaoru looking at him like he hung the moon and stars himself.

He would, if kaoru gave him a chance

They were passing time with their usual friendly banter and inside jokes, when kojiro made his move. He held kaoru's hand gently, and gazed into those golden eyes, making kaoru fall silent. They leaned towards each other, their lips nearly touching........when kaoru pulled away, breaking the spell.

'What happened? Did I do something wrong?' Kojiro asked, scared that he had done something to hurt kaoru or worse, to make kaoru resent him.

'No, no, nothing!' Kaoru said, but it did not convince kojiro. That hesitancy was back again, and this time he wouldn't let it go unnoticed.

'I love you kaoru,' kojiro said, pleading. 'Please tell me.' Kaoru was silent for a long while, before speaking up in a timid voice.

'You don't.'

Kojiro was taken aback. How dare kaoru doubt his love, his feelings?

'You love kaoru sakurayashiki, princess of the sakura kingdom,' kaoru continued. 'Not me.'

Kojiro took kaoru's hand in his own, caressing it. He hoped it conveys the message he wasn't brave enough to say. /tell me everything. I will listen to you. I will believe you, even if no one else does./

'I'm not a princess,' kaoru said and kojiro listened.

'I'm forced to be a woman, someone who would please the emperor,' and kojiro believed.

'Please dont hate me, even if I'm not the woman you believed me to be,' and kojiro brought kaoru close.

'I still love you. I love the kaoru sakurayashiki who is the most beautiful, kind and caring person I've met. Who isn't scared to butt heads with me. Who will still care for everyone even if it got thrown back in your face.'

And under the beautiful moon and stars, kojiro kissed the most beautiful man he had ever laid his eyes on. Pulling back, kojiro saw that kaoru's cheeks were wet with tears. He gently brushed them away. Kaoru gave him a small smile, which made kojiro's heart melt.

I love you, kojiro,' kaoru said, and there wasn't a hint of hestitance in his voice.

'I would love to marry you.'

[violetarks]

and it went bang! bang! bang! straight through my heart!

anime: ouran high school host club

characters: suoh tamaki, ootori kyoya, morinozuka 'mori' takashi

summary: giving the hosts a valentine's gift

a/n: g/n! reader, they/them pronouns and Mx used, second person pov, it's nowhere near valentine's day ❤️

↣ suoh tamaki:

"Oh? For me?" Tamaki chimes, voice dipping as he raises a brow towards you and lifts a leg over his knee. You stand in front of him, watching while he sips from his teacup. "My, my, sweetheart, I never would've guessed that you would go out of your way to buy me something."

You could smack that shit-eating grin off of his face. And something in your head says that it was a mistake to even show the present to him. "Well, you did help me with my French class, Tamaki." You exhale, placing the box on the small circle table that he sits at. It shifts with a quiet clap against the wood before you cross your arms over your chest. "It's a 'thank you'."

French might not have been your strongest class, but thanks to Tamaki's 'chivalrous' heart, you managed to pass with flying colours. You seriously didn't know what you would've done if it weren't for that moron.

Tamaki holds his chin in his palm, smiling up at his classmate. "Is that so?" He hums out, "And it's just a coincidence that you decided to hand it to me today of all days?"

"It's Valentine's Day, isn't that right?" You huff back, tilting your head at him, "Make what you will of this, I just came by to drop this off." Turning around, you wave your hand at the blonde and make your way to the exit. "If it's not up to your liking, feel free to give it to Kyoya."

The way you look at him over your shoulder is all that he needs in order to know that you were hoping he'd keep it. Whatever it was. You were slightly smiling, eyes softening once you see his blush on his face. He could be embarrassed by the fact that you've caught him, as if you knew his heart was racing all that much. But the way you close the door and sigh to yourself, makes him turn his head away with furrowed brows.

The first to speak on the strange behaviour is Kyoya. "Oh? Is our prince falling for the gifts given by a 'mysterious' stranger?" He hums, hand on his hip as he watches Tamaki had the gift under the table, "And what did Mx L/N give to you?"

"C'mon Boss, you gotta' open it in front of us!" Hikaru calls, leaning on one side of Tamaki's shoulders as his brother does to the other, "Maybe it's something frisky...? Is that you don't want to show us?"

Before he can react, Kaoru chuckles out, "Oh no, Hikaru, don't tease him too much! He's gone all red, look!"

The twins poke at Tamaki's cheeks in unison. "Our prince has fallen for his knight in shining armour!"

Tamaki almost couldn't believe what he was hearing. How stupid could these twins be? No way would Tamaki be falling for someone else... In fact, he had people fall for him.

It didn't matter what this present was. He was not falling for you just because of some gift. A gift on Valentine's Day. A day of love and appreciation.

And he was, in fact, feeling loved and appreciated.

Haruhi raises a brow. "Wouldn't Tamaki be the knight since he helped them with their homework?" She questions.

Honey jumps up, holding his bunny high in the air, "Yeah, but Tama-chan likes thinking about Y/N-chan saving him!" Mori agrees eith a nod of his head, picking up Honey and setting him on his shoulders.

"That's not true!" Tamaki shouts in retaliation, standing up and stalking to the changerooms to get some privacy. He hears the Twins' laughter die down as soon as he closes the door, present clutched in his hand. The slender box is violet, the same shade as his eyes. He wonders if you chose this colour specifically because of that.

His chest pumps as he opens the pretty present, revealing a beautiful silver watch. The time was already set correctly. Which meant you had gone through the trouble of getting it exact before handing it to him.

Not only that, but the name of the watch. He notices it's the same brand of jewellery as he wears in casual. You must've seen it.

"Oh wow..." He mutters to himself, slipping the watch out of the box and holding it up. "It's magnificent..."

"Yes, the only brand of jewellry that you accept to wear out." Kyoya is heard from the other side of the door. Tamaki almost jumps. "I always wondered why L/N was so invested in why I purchased different sets of earings for you."

Tamaki hums to himself, trying on the watch for size, "It fits."

"I may help slipped out some measurements while I was speaking to them." Kyoya cheekily replies, fixing his glasses, "Now, we open for business soon. Gather yourself, put the watch on and get out here."

With his disappearing footsteps, Tamaki finds himself smiling. He doesn't try to stop, only clicking the watch on and holding his hand close to his chest.

"What a sweetheart." He chuckles to himself, reminding himself to buy you something in return, "Trying to trick me on Valentine's day, no less..."

He really would need to thank you, in some way.

↣ ootori kyoya:

"Ah, Mx L/N. What a pleasant surprise." Kyoya says, tilting his head with a hand in his pocket. You freeze in your spot before standing up straight and holding your hands behind your back. He notices, of course, with what an observant guy he was. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"K—Kyoya, I... um..." You stammer, the collar of your uniform feeling just a bit too tight at the moment. He raises a brow at you, moving around to place his school bag on the hook of his desk. "Nothing. I'm sorry, I just... mixed up the seating plan, I thought this was mine."

He doesn't buy it one bit. Not with how you're shifting on your feet and looking around. "Is that so? But from what I know, you've got Biology with Haruhi." The way he says it, with such confidence, has you questioning your made-up excuse. "And that would be on Level 4, not here on Level 2. I don't believe your father would appreciate you skipping on that class, being the excellent doctor he is."

You blink at him as Kyoya plants a hand on his desk, leaning in your direction with a small smirk. "Is there, perhaps, something you need from me?" He hums.

A deep breath in and out is all you need to gather yourself. You pull out the box from behind you, looking back to him. He raises his brows. You huff out, "Happy Valentine's Day, Kyoya."

For the first time, he has no witty comeback. He stares at you and the small present in your palm. You've always been so kind to him, no matter what cocky front he'd put up in front of you. While you didn't visit the Host Club for the same reason all the other students did, you always managed to make it more fun for Kyoya to turn in for the day.

But he knows the look of someone who is in love. He's seen it on countless people who come to visit Tamaki and Haruhi, mostly. And you have the same look. Has he never noticed it before?

"Well, I... truly don't know what to say." He chuckles, taking the velvet box from your hands, "Thank you. May I open it now?"

The students that file into the classroom stop to stare at the both of you. Whispers spill out amongst them, making you a bit antsy. What would the Host Club come to if their brains was mixed in some scandal? Maybe you really shouldn't have done it now.

The look on his face, a warm smile and calm demeanour. You know he doesn't really mind right now. So a smile sets on your lips.

You let out a short laugh, "What? You can't wait to see what it is?"

Kyoya rolls his eyes.

"You can open it now, if you'd like." You respond, playing with the cuffs of your sleeves.

It would be an understatement to say you were nervous. What if he ended up not liking what you bought him? You took your time choosing it out. Okay, you really shouldn't have let him open the present now, the disappointment could be too much.

Too late, he's opening the box. Kyoya's eyes land on the silver circle lodged in the cushion of the box. There is a slanted, thick line on the front of it, embedded with black diamonds. Needless to say, it was a simple design, but it was still so beautiful to him.

The silence that overtakes the two of you only allows for the gasps to be heard. A bunch of 'no way's and 'is that a proposal's come out. While some believe it to be surprising, others awed at the cuteness of its romance.

It makes you nervous. "So, uh, you told me once that you lost that ring you were on casual days..." You begin, awkwardly filling the silence, "And you haven't had time to replace it so I, y'know, thought I would... get you... one. Is all."

Kyoya finally looks back up to you. The anxious expression on your face is cute to him. His glasses slip down his nose a little, resulting in him clearing his throat and pushing it back in its place. He sighs out, "That's very reasonable. And kind of you, Mx L/N."

You feel a proud smile roll onto your face. "Ah, I'm glad you like it, Kyoya." You chime, standing with joy, "And you can just call me Y/N. No need to be so formal now, right?"

He closes the box, putting it on his desk. Kyoya supposes you were right. You'd gone to the same Middle School and now High School. And you've crossed paths multiple times, even spending school activities and events side by side. It should be natural to call friends, or whatever, by their first names.

"Thank you, then... Y/N." He hums out. You nod your head in return, and he notices you playing with your now empty hands. A thought strikes him and Kyoya rubs the back of his neck. "Oh, I apologise." He says, upturning his brows with a sad smile, "I didn't buy you anything for this Valentine's Day."

You widen your eyes and shake your head. "You don't need to give me anything, Kyoya." You explain to him, "But I appreciate the thought, really. It's sweet of you." You pick up your bag from the floor beside his desk, turning to leave. "I should get going before class starts. See you later, yeah?"

A hand gently takes yours before you can get too far away. Kyoya wears a smile and slightly pink-dusted cheeks. "I can't allow myself to not repay you." He claims, brushing a thumb over your knuckles, "I think a date would suffice, hm?"

And how could you say 'no'?

↣ morinozuka 'mori' takashi:

He's a quiet man. Everyone knows that. The only person who hears the most out of him is Honey, and even that is only a handful of words. It's not really like he has to, anyway. Honey is there already. He talks enough for the both of them. But that didn't mean he could escape certain situations.

So, you could imagine the surprise on his face when you take the giant by the hand and drag him off just before the Club opens for business today.

"I need to borrow Mori for a moment, is that alright?" You ask, poking your head around the guy to look at Tamaki and Kyoya.

The two share a look between each other and turn to the tall Third Year. Mori is blinking at you and then at the Second Years, helpless. Kyoya hums, checking his clipboard, "Well, considering the line-up we have today with him—"

"Go ahead, Y/N!" Tamaki yells, covering Kyoya's mouth as he waves the both of you off, "Take all the time you need on this fine day! Good luck!"

You could punch that blonde in the face for how obvious he is. But screw yourself for accidentally spilling your Valentine's Day plans to him during Classic Literature class.

"But Honey—" Mori begins, looking towards his cousin who was sitting with some clients. Usa-chan sat on his lap as he ate his strawberry cake happily, girls gushing over his cuteness.

"Do not worry, I will take care of him." Kyoya speaks up, sending a supporting glance towards the both of you. Tamaki places his hands on his hips, nodding his head.

The doors close behind you as you drag Mori towards an empty area. Most people would be attending the Host Club during this time period, so it was good that the courtyard was empty. When you let go of Mori's hand, he stops walking and sees you do the same.

At first, he believes that he's done something wrong. You've never asked to speak in private to him before, and you have always been really patient and nice to him. The only time he has seen you upset was when Honey ate the piece of cake the Host Club (specifically Mori) had saved for you. You were really excited to have it, but felt your spirits drop a little when Honey admitted to have eaten it. He apologise profusely to you, and you forgave him.

But Mori knew deep down you were a bit disappointed. No matter how childish it felt, you kept it inside. Plus, you were even more excited when Mori presented you with a mini shortcake the day after.

You see the confusion on his face and chuckle, "It's okay, Mori, I just wanted to give you this." From your school bag, you pull out a wrapped box. It's in a deep blue colour with a tag reading 'To: MORINOZUKA' on it. The kind smile on your face eases his nervousness. "Happy Valentine's Day, Mori."

His fingers brush against the material of the wrapping before holding it in his palms. He looks down at it, as if it were the most delicate thing in the world. Maybe it was, since you had wrapped it so nicely. "You got me a Valentine's Day present?" He mumbles quietly.

"Yeah." You respond, closing you school bag and holding it at your side. He looks back at you and blinks cluelessly. "You want to open it now?"

He gives a slow nod of his head before sitting down on the bench close by. You follow behind after a few steps, setting beside him with your gaze locked on him. He seemed so small in times like these, where he didn't know what to say or do. It was cute in some sense. You always found yourself wanting to take a picture of him. Maybe that was weird...

He wouldn't think you were weird for this present, right?

The present is already uncovered. He raises his brows and stares at it. You disrupt his silence, an awkward mutter, "Just in case you're in... kendo training... or something, and you want to listen to something." You poke the box of headphones, the latest model. "You told me once that you don't play music since you wouldn't want to play it out loud. So... this way, you can compromise."

Mori could almost pass out by how kind you were being right now. He can't even suppress the smile on his lips. When you notice him, Mori rubs his cheek and sighs, "Thank you, L/N."

Oh god. Your heart feels like it's going to jump out of your chest. You lean back against the bench, looking across the yard to the fountain presented to you. "You can call me 'Y/N', if you want. We've been friends for a while now."

He doesn't really talk much, but it's pretty telling that you want him to go out of his way to speak out your first name. On top of that, your Valentine's Day present? Were you being too forward?

"Call me 'Takashi'." He huffs back, standing up with his new present tucked under his arm securely. You stare up at his figure and the pink hue dusting over his cheeks. He looks back to you, extending his other hand. "We should head back now, Y/N."

As your heart flutters, you take his hand and stand up, making your way back to the Host Club. You couldn't miss Tamaki's face pressed up against the window of the music room that could oversee the courtyard. Nor Honey and the Hitachiin Twins spectating expressively too.

"Hey Takashi?" You say, feeling Mori squeeze your hand a little tighter at his name, "Do you want to go out for dinner tomorrow?"

He knows what you mean when you say 'dinner'. You meant 'date'. And while he was used to the Host Club type of 'date', he could feels his chest twist with nerves at your type. He didn't want to mess up, and how should he even act?

Nevertheless, he responds quickly, "Yes, I do."

[shotthemessenger]

Paantu Visit~

au: Miniseries(?) continued off from this commission~ Disclaimer: This was a requested harem (possible) series, so there will be a love square/triangle thing. Reader is fem black; some grammar mistakes are there for a reason. Mentions of nudity, nothing really suggestive.

You have been warned~

"Haaah! The road is so smooth! So easy to skate on!" Reki exclaimed, with Langa following behind him. "Excuse me, I need an adult!!!" Shadow screamed from in the car, not wanting to be driving the car. That's when you sneak around. Appearing out of nowhere once again. Cherry and Joe start bickering, leading to Joe speeding up and doing his little thangy thang. Which made Reki want to do it.

"No Reki. We are here to let your wounds heal, remember?" You chuckle, scaring them. "Indeed Reki, Langa's right. And you can't race me if you're still all bruised up, can you? I mean, I'm sure you'd try, but I'd never." Everyone's eyes widened at the sound of your voice. Reki grew excited. "Really?! You're willing to race with me?!" When you nod his body was set at ease, a soft smile placed on his lips. Now this was how he was supposed to feel. Excited and warm, not anxious and worried. Langa pointed out the beach, catching everyone's attention. It was beautiful indeed. You turn your head to Cherry and lock eyes with him.

You slip your mask off and catch the boys, and Shadow off guard. Of course, you were as stunning as always, which wasn’t what was expected to be under that mask. A sweet smile danced on your lips as you looked at the pink haired male. "I missed you Kaoru." His eyes soften at your words, and for the first time, he smiles as well. "I missed you too [Reader]. You left me with this ape." You giggled while Joe shouted back at the two of you for making sly jokes. Things we're turning out great.

You had your sundress on over your bikini so for the most part you played in the sand or watched the boys in the water. When you were ready to get in the water, you pulled a seat up next to Kaoru and poked him. "Hey, you think you could put some sunscreen on my back? I'd ask Joe but he looks to be sulking after what Miya just pulled." Kaoru sits up and offers to switch seats, which you gladly take, laying on your stomach. Right before he started Joe popped in to see what the two of you were up to. Totally not because you were with Kaoru and not him.

"Oh Kojiro? I thought you were sulking." You giggled, looking over to him. "Well, I was, but what are you two doing?" He asked, looking at your not so kid friendly bikini and Kaoru's hands. "Mm? Well I asked Kaoru here if he could put my sunscreen on my back. If you want you could do my back legs. I haven't started yet so they still need to be covered." He excitedly agreed to it, taking that opportunity to get a good feel on your legs, and he realized they were much bigger than he anticipated. This sunscreen did wonders for your skin though. Throughout it, you could feel the difference in size and length between their hands, however...

It was ticklish, very ticklish. You didn't have anything to worry about because you had Cherry to watch Joe if he got too handsy.

After getting all covered up you ran out to enjoy the water, like a little kid again. You got a little too far out and got hit with a humongous wave. And then, attempted, to run all the way back to shore with your eyes closed. Of course, you run right into Joe, almost falling over. He's quick with his hands and cradles you in his arms. "Hey [Reader]. What happened?" You move away from him and snorted some water out of your nose. "I can't see I need my beach towel." He was so lucky you had your eyes closed because he had to stop himself from laughing at the situation, that was too funny.

His hand was steady on your back as he guided you to the towels. You wipe your face off and blink a couple of times. "Thanks! I'mma go grab a drink from the bar, don't wait up!" With that you dipped, Joe leaving you to your own activities. While waiting by the bar, two men approached you from behind, coughing to get you attention. You turn around in disgust, looking at the person that just coughed on you. "Uh, 6 feet if you're gonna be coughin' on folks." You back up and they come forward. not respecting your boundaries. They start trying to flirt with you, but it makes you uncomfortable, so you just take you drink and leave.

But these dudes don't understand what no means. Joe and Cherry were actually sitting and having a serious conversation when they heard you shout. "Dude, I said I don't wanna give you my number, what's your issue?!" Joe hopped up from his seat and stalked over to you, sliding a hand on your waist and pulling you into a back hug. "Hey babe, are these guys causing you problems." You wanted to laugh at his terrible acting, but you were still irritated. "Yes, they won't leave me alone." You exaggerate a little, crossing your arms and leaning on one foot.

They made up a fake excuse to get out of there, seeing as they are very out matched. Once they were out of sight you gave him a high five. "Let's go, randoms - 0 Kojiro - 1!" He flexed to your silly voice, acting like an idiot with you. Kaoru scoffs with a smile, going back to relaxing.

Later that day, the guys were ready to go to the hot springs, of course since you were the only woman, you'd have to go to it alone, but you were amused at the joy they found in skating even at this time. On a count of three they were off, leaving Reki behind. "Oh, why me!" You chuckle and tap his shoulder. "Come ride with me, we can see if we can catch up to Langa or Miya." He really didn't want to, but you were super nice and pretty, so he must of course. Your conversation was mainly you listening to him ramble about skating and about how he makes and improves boards and such. He was embarrassed when he realized what he was doing, but you waved him off. Oh, so humble.

You put a hand on his shoulder and put your fan up to hide your lips. "I think we are being followed, you got straight, and I'll go back that way to distract them." He was creeped out but nodded, going ahead while you turned around. You just passed your destination.

On Cherry and Joe's end, it seemed as though they were waiting for the longest. "They are really late, man. Do you think that something happened to them?" Cherry scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I did hear you were into haunted houses, if I'm not mistaken." Joe shrugged his shoulders and clicked his tongue. "Yeah, I dig women clinging onto me." Cherry scoffed again, sharing a usual insult. They bickered a little until the sound of footsteps approaching caught them off guard.

"You guys are late!" Joe announces, which makes the footsteps stop. It was eerily silent, even with them questioning who it was. You coughed and appeared from the steam, a towel hugging your body. "Hey, it's just me. It was really quiet and lonely over on the woman's side, I hope you don't mind if I join the two of you. I would've stayed over there but I noticed that the others haven't made it back yet." The both of them relax seeing you. It wasn't common you saw them close enough like that, well it wasn't common that you saw them at all. You round the hot spring to join them in the spot that was empty and in between them.

You lowered yourself in & sat comfortably next to them. "Haaah, this reminds me of old times. You know, when Adam wasn't such a bitch." The two of them shared a laugh to your comment, easing up on the tension. You lower yourself all the way to where half your head was visible. You thought to yourself for a moment while the other two started arguing again. You looked over to Kaoru and stared at him, almost through him. He's gotten really pretty over time.

You look over to Kojiro and analyze his features, and then you sit up and look down at yourself. "Damn. You guys are so well built. And Kaoru you've gotten prettier..." You mumbled the last part, but they definitely heard it. And obviously, Kojiro started teasing you, making you shrink into the water again. It should be right about now that they should be coming. You quickly move away from the two of them, hiding at the opposite side of the pool. Confused, they were about to call out to you when squelching noises caught their attention. "Now you guys wanna come?" Joe huffs at them.

"That smell is offensive!" Cherry exclaims to them. Then two hands held onto their shoulders. Into the mud they go.

The next day, back on the ferry that you decided to join them on this time, Shadow complained about the smell. Miya retorted only to get slammed back down by Shadow's profession. Joe piped up as well, stating something about ghosts and shit. You weren't really paying attention because you were lost in your own world.  You had this really big ice cream cone and you were watching out the ocean before going to sit next to Reki. "What the? Where the heck did you get that from?!" Reki exclaimed, looking at how big it was.

"I got it from the kitchen. Also, it was Paantu. Didn't you read the flier?" You asked and they all paused for a moment. "What flier?!" Joe and Shadow shouted at the same time. You reach into your purse and pull out the flier that was literally everywhere and they passed it around. Looks like someone didn't do their homework. "If you guys knew ahead of time you probably wouldn't have gotten mudded." You say while licking your ice cream. Joe tried to snatch your ice cream but failed. You switch seats over next to Cherry, playfully saying "Kaoru, protect me from that beast!"

He rolls his eyes and continues reading on his tablet when he realizes something. "Did you get covered in mud like the rest of us?" You cringe slightly. "No, uhm, I think because of my skin they probably thought I was already mudded..." You mumbled. A vein popped on Joe's face, raising a brow. "What...?" Uh ohhhh. "We are never coming back here." Kaoru announced, to which Joe agreed, for once. Welp!

"Tadashi, I have decided. We will hold a tournament. That way I'll regain her love again! [Reader] is my Eve and I need to keep her raw talent by my side. Forever." Tadashi cringed internally but stayed neutral on the outside. This guy is obsessed with her.

au: I hope you liked itttttttttt @simpingforwakasa04

[illegal-spiegel]

Firsts w/ Kaoru

Pairing: Kaoru Hitachiin x gn!reader Genre: fluff Warnings: none

first meeting:

y’all met through, you guessed it, The Host Club

it wasn’t your idea to go

but Haruhi, poor, sweet, innocent Haruhi, was about to lose her marbles

she practically got onto her knees to beg you to keep her company

and what kind of friend would you be if you declined?

(you mainly just went because she bribed you with free tea and desserts)

when you showed up to Music Room #3, it was all that you were expecting and not at all what you were expecting at the same time

you eventually spotted Haruhi through all the people and eventually made your way over to her

the look on her face was almost comical

she bid her guests she was entertaining farewell and they left with watery eyes

you covered your mouth to hide your giggles as you took a seat on the soft couch across from her

“Thank god you showed up,” she groaned as she slumped back into her seat

you let your giggles out freely, studying her tired form

“Awe, is Haruhi tired of flirting?” you teased

she only grunted in response, closing her eyes and letting out a content sigh

you hummed in return, picking up a cookie that was on the table and started to munch on it

you two had a few minutes of silent peace before it was rudely interrupted

“Oh, Haruhi!” you hear two voices shout from behind you in unison

you swear you saw an irk mark appear on her forehead

you raise your brow and go to turn around to see who was causing her so much trouble just by saying two words when two people were suddenly leaning over the back of the couch you were sitting on

you looked to your left and saw a boy your and Haruhi’s age

you turned to the right and had to do a double-take when you saw the same face

‘these must be the infamous twins,’ you thought as you studied them

“What?” Haruhi groaned with dead eyes

you could see the smirks come onto the two boys’ faces

“What are you doing slacking off-” the one on the right started off

“-when you have a guest?” the left one finished you raised a brow at them as you pursed your lips

“She could ask you two the same thing? Why aren’t you tending to your guests?” you defended

the twins’ eyes widened as they turned to look at you, both silently studying you for a moment

“We got bored-”

“-so we came to see what Haruhi was doing.”

your brows furrowed as you look to the one on your left

“You just left your guests?”

Haruhi was the one to respond

“Kaoru probably ran out of fake tears,” she said with a smirk

the twins’ attention went back to her, the one on the right’s eyes widening

“Fake tears? My tears are real!” he defended

you took a mental note that the one on your right was Kaoru. Haruhi may have told you about them before but you were terrible with names

Haruhi only grunted in response before closing her eyes again

you saw their mouths open, ready to bother her some more

so, being the good friend you are, you quickly said something before they could

“Just leave her alone, okay? How about you entertain me?” you offered

from what Haruhi has told you, the twins liked to mess around with people. Whether it is playing pranks and tricks or just annoying them

so, you figured they’d happily take you up on the offer to ‘entertain’ you

as soon as you finished your sentence, a smirk was curling up on their lips

“Entertain you?”

“Why, we’d be honored!”

they ended up trying to actually do so at first, using their little brotherly love act

you quickly shut that down

once they realized you knew all their secrets, including Haruhi being a girl, there was a sudden shift in the way they acted towards you

they were more open suddenly

hanging out:

after meeting, he instantly took a liking to you

he and his brother wanted to become friends with you, mainly to annoy Haruhi 

they hung out with you as much as you allowed them to, which was often so you could give Haruhi a break

it took a couple weeks for Kaoru to work up the nerve to ask you to hangout with him without his brother there as well

you were surprised when he asked you, to say the least 

“Hey, would you wanna go to this museum with me? I somehow won free tickets in class and Hikaru doesn’t want to go. I, uh, know it sounds boring but—”

“I’d love to go with you, Kaoru,” you reassure with a big, warm smile

it was the first time he felt his heart do something weird in his chest 

that weekend, you two went to the museum and honestly had a really good time

you two pretty much just wandered around and talked the entire time, which was several hours 

he found it surprising and like a fresh breath of air at how easy it was to talk to you

he liked studying you when you would stare at something before you, your figure glowing under the big lights 

he knew by the time you two left that he had feelings for you

first hug:

you two hugged for the first when he took you home from the museum, actually 

his palms were sweating just from thinking of doing it 

he tried to tell himself that it wasn’t a big deal but he was just so nervous 

he opened the car door for you when you reached your house and even walked you to the door 

“Thanks for today, Kaoru,” you say softly, giving him that radiant smile that he loves so much 

“It was nothing. I’m just glad you agreed to go,” he admits with a small chuckle

you giggle in return and then you both go into silence 

“Well, I’ll see you at school on Monday,” you say to break the silence

without another word, he quickly pulls you into the hug then

he hears and feels you gasp, your arms staying by your side for a moment before slowly wrapping back around him 

“Yeah, see you on Monday,” he whispers, still holding onto you

you two hug each other a little longer than necessary but neither of you cared 

when you finally did let go of each other, both of your faces were warm

“Goodnight, Kaoru,” you whisper a little breathlessly 

“Goodnight, (Y/n),” he whispers back, finally stepping back to let you go inside

he walks back to his car and watches you unlock your door to make sure you get inside okay 

he then finally leaves with a racing heart and a red face

first time holding hands:

after going to the museum together, you two slowly started to get closer

you texted more often, always called, hung out without Hikaru more, and so on 

it didn’t take long for you to fall for him but you were unsure if he liked you back 

well, that is until October came around

the boys decided they wanted to do a haunted house type thing for their monthly event

after Kyoya talked it over with the principal, the club got permission to do it and to have it held inside the entire school

Kyoya went all out too. He hired professional actors and businesses to scare in the school

the club held it during Halloween weekend, that way they could clean up all the props before Monday

the club made a killer with the amount of people that wanted to participate and walk through the ‘haunted’ school

on Sunday, after the ‘maze’ closed, the host club decided that they should be able to walk through it as well

that’s how you ended up partnered up with Kaoru to walk through together

you two went last out of all of the groups, both of your hearts racing as you two walked into your dark school 

after the first jump scare, you two clung together before relaxing until the next scare

after a few scares, you two just ended up holding hands the whole way through 

you honestly didn’t even really notice since you were too focused on what’s around the corner, what’s in that room, or what that sound was

but Kaoru’s entire focused was on your hand in his, the way your skin looked, the way it felt

when you came out the back main exit of the school though, you instantly noticed

you both shyly smiled as you let go, trying to ignore everyone’s teasing as you all started cleaning up 

first date:

it wasn’t until mid-November that Kaoru asked you out on a date

you both were blushing like crazy as he stuttered out his date proposal and it was the most enduring thing you’ve ever seen 

he asked you out, to which you instantly said yes to, but when you asked where you two would be going, he refused to tell you 

he ended up taking you to a festival that was in town after you said that you didn’t want him wasting a lot of money on you 

plus, he’s really competitive, so it’s fun to play games with him 

you two tease each other back and forth the whole night, both of you winning a lot of games

he even won you a stuffed animal to which you playfully named it Hikaru

he ended up getting too much cotton candy and begged you to help him finish it 

you two spent the entire day there and when the sun started to set, he dragged you onto the ferris wheel 

it was very cliché but he kisses you at the top and you loved every second of it 

when he drove you home, neither of you were ready for the night to end 

so, you just ended up sitting in the car for hours just talking up a storm

when your first yawn is released, he does his best to ignore it but after the second time, he sighs and gives you a soft smile 

“You should head inside. I’ll text you when I get home, okay?” he says quietly, secretly wishing he didn’t say anything when you start to pout 

you rub at your eye though as you yawn again, slowly nodding your head

“Okay. Goodnight, Kaoru,” you whisper sweetly before hugging him

just before you get out of the car, you quickly peck his cheek before practically flying out of the vehicle

he chuckles at how flustered you are as you walk to the door of your home

he makes sure you get inside okay before driving back home

he sticks to his word and texts you when he arrives at home to which you both stayed up late texting each other because you didn’t want the mystical night to come to an end

first time giving a gift:

(we ain’t counting the stuffed animal (Hikaru) he gave you on your first date)

you two had been together for 3 months when Kaoru decided to get you something to celebrate

he asked all your friends along with all the people in the Host Club what they think you’d like 

he got many ideas ranging from clothes to food

he wasn’t quite sure what he wanted to get you but he’d figure it should be something nice but ‘simple’ 

on the day of your 3 months together, he picks you up from your house and takes you on a date

you tried telling him that you two didn’t have to celebrate the 3 month mark, but he wasn’t having it 

“You’re special to me and being together this long means a lot to me,” he said softly to you before kissing the back of your hand

he ends up taking you to a hill that looks over most of the town, a smile coming to your face when you see the view 

“It’s beautiful,” you reply when he asks what you think

“Not as beautiful as you,” he teases, shooting you a wink before hauling the picnic basket over to the blanket he set down for you both 

after setting everything up and getting comfy, you two dig into the food that he made

once you two have had your fill, you curl up together and watch the sunset

just before the sun completely sinks below the horizon, he pulls away from you a bit to reach into the basket

“Here,” is all he says as he offers you a rectangular box covered in velvet

you raise your brow up at him but gently take it from him and open it up 

you jaw drops open a bit when you see what rests inside, your heart skipping a beat as your tummy fills with butterflies

“Oh, Kaoru...” you whisper breathlessly, staring down at the intricate necklace

“Do you like it?” he whispers, worriedly staring at your shocked face 

“I, um, got it to represent our first date at the festival...” he continues when you don’t reply. “Sorry, I know it’s ugl—”

“No! No, I love it, Kaoru,” you quickly interrupt when he starts to backpedal. “Sorry, I just was thinking that it looks kind of expensive...”

“Well, ha, you see—”

“Kaoru, how much did you spend on this?”

he stays quiet for a moment, knowing how you’d react when he tells you 

he finally pipes up when you give him the look™️

“It was, um, ¥43,687...”

“Kaoru Hitachiin!” you screech, fully turning to face him with a horrified expression

“What? It’s not that bad!” he shouts, his cheeks starting to warm for some reason 

“Not that bad? Not that bad? You’re right. ¥43,687 is way worse than bad!” 

he groans and rolls his eyes, taking the box from you and taking the necklace out 

“Turn around.”

“No way! What if I break it? What if I lose it? What if—”

“What if zombies raised from the ground right now and killed me? Bam! Dead! Wouldn’t you want something to remember me by?” he teases with a smirk

it’s your turn to huff and roll your eyes now 

“That would never happen.”

“Well, yours would never happen either,” he argues

“Yes it could!”

“We can go back and forth all day, sweetheart. We can never know the future and it’s best to just live in the present.”

When you don’t reply, he smiles at you and holds up the necklace 

“You like it, right?”

“Well yes, but—“

“And you like me, right?”

“Kaoru—”

“Do you?”

“Yes! But, Kaoru—”

“Then put it on!” 

you two have a stare off before you give in, letting out a hefty sigh and turning to put your back to him

he slips the necklace onto you and your hand instantly goes to the ferris wheel pendant resting between your collar bones

“There. Ya see? That wasn’t so bad and you look even more beautiful than usual.”

your cheeks warm with the compliment as you spin around to face him again

“Shut up and kiss me,” you snap with a pout

he chuckles and leans forward to do just that 

first “I love you”:

you both actually wanted to say this on your picnic date but both ended up chickening out since you both thought it was too soon

ever since then, you both have tried and failed to say it 

when is the right time to say it? How long do you have to be dating for it to be okay? What if the other person wasn’t ready to say it back yet?

yeah, a lot of unnecessary worries and insecurities

it isn’t until it’s almost your sixth month anniversary that Kaoru finally works up the nerve to say it 

he was planning a little get away vacation for you two during the summer

when you came over to his house one day to hangout, he first plays it cool

you two do the normal stuff whenever you two hangout, watch your show, makeout a little, make food, the works

after you two are done eating and go to continue watching your show, he stops you

“Hey, there’s something I want to show you.” 

you raise your brow at this, wondering what he could want to show you

maybe a new show he wants to watch? 

“Yeah?” you ask, watching him pull something out from between the couch cushions 

he hands over an envelope to you with a smirk, making your brows furrow 

a letter?

“Go on. Open it,” he says with a chuckle 

you let out a short hum in reply and begin to open it up

you pull out two tickets to something, turning them around to look at the front 

“Are these first class tickets to Italy?” you ask, your voice trembling a bit 

“Yeah! I figured it was about time we went somewhere together!”

you shake your head and offer the tickets back to him, feeling as if you’re going to be sick 

“Kaoru, no. This is too much. I don’t need to go somewhere far or fancy or expensive to have fun with you,” you force out with wide eyes

he frowns at your words, refusing to take the tickets out of your shaky hands

“What? (Y/n), this is an amazing opportunity! Besides, these tickets were for me and Hikaru to go with our mom to one of her fashion shows in Italy. Hikaru is grounded now though for that stunt he pulled in class and she asked if I’d like to take you instead,” he explains with a soft smile, bringing his hand to your free one to give it a squeeze

you relax a bit at this news, now knowing he didn’t waste thousands of yen on you 

“Your mom offered?” He nods his head. “You’re sure she doesn’t mind me coming?” 

“Of course not, baby. You haven’t been around her much since she works so often, but she really does like you. She wouldn’t have asked you to come if she didn’t want you there. Plus, she has to punish Hikaru somehow.” 

you chuckle at that last part with a nod of your head

“Okay, fine. I’ll ask my parents about it and see if they’ll be okay with me going,” you agree

he lets out an excited squeal and surges towards you for a hug

“Yes! You’re the best! I love you!” 

at the three words, you both freeze and stare at each other, both of your faces heating up to a dangerous degree

“Sorry, I, um, I d—”

“I love you too, Kaoru,” you rush out before he can take it back

his grin comes right back to his face before he kisses you passionately 

first trip together:

turns out your parents were okay with you going since Kaoru’s mom will be there 

when you three were on the plane, you and Kaoru leaned against each other the entire time

to keep you busy, you two watched your show and movies, played card games, played games with each other on your phones, and so on

when you all finally reach your destination, you’re exhausted but you instantly perk up when you reach your ride to your hotel

you climb into the limo and both you and your boyfriend ‘ooh’ and ‘aah’ at the beautiful scenery 

when you get to the hotel, his mother announces that Hikaru will share a bed with her while you get the other one. You don’t really mind since she’s paying for all this and you’re in Italy for crying out loud, but Kaoru whines and pouts for at least fifteen minutes

once you’re all in your jammies, you all practically pass out as soon as your heads hit the pillows 

you three were there for two weeks and you and Kaoru had so many cute dates

you went hiking, rode on gondolas, went on tours, took cooking classes, saw a musical, visited ancient buildings, went to the beach and did lots of swimming (where Kaoru got burned), and lots more!

his mom even let you participate in her fashion show

she dressed you up in expensive clothing and pushed you to walk on the runway

you were nervous at first but eventually got into it the more claps and cheers (from Kaoru) you got 

it was honestly some of the best days of your entire life

when it was the last day of being in Italy, Kaoru took you on your last date in the beautiful country

you both shared lots of ‘I love you’s followed by several kisses

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MASTERLIST

More with Kaoru 

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[isamijoo]

First Lines Meme

Thank you so much to @andithiel for tagging me!

List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have less than 20, just list them all). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favorite opening line. Then tag 10 of your favorite authors!

Firstly, this tag is so fun and secondly, 20 works? Wow! Thankfully I wrote a number of drabbles for the HD Candy Hearts Fest, so I’m including each separate prompt in this list. I made this list according to my AO3 works list. The pairings are either Drarry, Matchablossom or one Perciver.

When Draco Malfoy broke his leg from a nasty fall in the middle of an important match, it cost Puddlemere the game. (Butterflies, T, ~1k, Drarry)

It was still dark outside when Harry woke up. (Waking Up Together, G, ~200, Drarry)

The end credits were rolling, but Harry hadn’t been watching the screen for some time now. (My Heart, G, ~400, Drarry)

Sometimes, Draco would doze off in Harry's arms, his head tucked under Harry's chin and resting against his chest. (Cuddling, G, 130, Drarry)

If Draco is late for work, he swears he is going to kill Harry. (Chocolate, T, 900, Drarry)

"Yes… that's it, baby," Harry's voice cooed through Draco's headphones. (Baby, E, ~500, Drarry)

It starts with just a crush, not expected to last longer than a thunderclap or go farther than a stone’s throw, but when it comes to Harry Potter, nothing ever turns out as Draco predicts. (Crush, M, ~680, Drarry)

Harry isn’t sure how he ends up with Draco Malfoy’s number. (Texting, M, ~900, Drarry).

"Draco," Pansy snaps, her tone as sharp as a serpent’s bite, "you're my dearest friend in this shite company.” (Dearest, G, ~600, Drarry)

As soon as Draco steps out of the Floo, he freezes at the sight of the massive construction of blankets, pillows and bedsheets in the living room. (Blanket Ford, G, ~300, Drarry)

Things went wrong on Draco and Harry’s first date. (First Date, T, ~350, Drarry)

The nickname started when Draco bumped into Potter at a club. (Sweetheart, T, ~800, Drarry)

The front entrance of Sia la Luce was locked, so Kaoru went around the back, where he found a nondescript door protected by steel bars. (Touch Me Like You Touch Nobody, E, 3.3k, Matchablossom)

The last sensation Harry remembered before he blacked out was the flutter of the snitch's wings against his fingers and the feel of the golden sphere in his fist. (Accident, G, 1k, Drarry)

When Kojiro first broke the news that he’d be leaving for Italy over the summer, Kaoru raced home brimming with an intense urge to lock himself in his room, upend every piece of furniture, throw every object into a wall and scream the roof off. (Future, E, 6.4k, Matchablossom)

Kaoru sat on a bench, his elbow balanced on his crossed knees and his chin resting on a palm. (Your Name On Me, T, 3k, Matchablossom)

The most embarrassing moment in Kaoru's life involved Kojiro and sex. (Can’t Stop Waiting, E, 2.6k, Matchablossom)

It was too cold and windy at this time of the year. (Let Me Be, T, 3k, Perciver)

"What's the biggest lie you've ever told yourself?" Malfoy asked Harry. (Lies, E, ~300, Drarry)

Cherry arches his back and takes Joe deeper. (Crazy Rock, E, 350, Matchablossom)

I honestly can’t see any pattern? I think I rarely open with dialogue. I tend to open with statements, which isn’t very exciting, but I like doing it because I like to get as much information or perspective as possible from the get-go. I can't choose a favourite one but a beta reader has commented that opening 7 is good, so I'll pick that. I also like opening 15 because it gives so much information and imagery in one sentence.

Tagging (but no pressure! Sorry if you're already tagged or have done this already): @curlyy-hair-dont-care @moonstruckwytch @phoebe-delia @corvuscrowned @m0srael @the-starryknight @wheezykat @ihopeyoubothstaysafefromharm @orange-peony @written-in-ash and anyone interested in doing this :)

[lemons3ason]

SK8 THE INFINITY (Late Valentines Special Headcannon

(A/n: I HAVE BECOME A SLUT FOR THIS SERIES SK8 THE INFINITY GIVES ME SO MUCH LIFE EVEN THOUGH ITS STILL SO NEW! DIDNT HAVE TIME YESTERDAY SO HERES THE LATE VALENTINES SPECIAL WITH THE MAINS FROM SK8 THE INFINITY)

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Langa Hasegawa

-Sweet clueless child is a complete idiot when it comes to love and to make it worse you’re dense to his advances.

-Met you at school with Reki and would try to be as close to you as possible, letting you borrow his board so he could enjoy your smile as you skated.

-Due to personal reasons you were extremely touch starved and Langa was more then willing to hug you all day long but he’d find himself staring at your lips in want.

-Once Valentines came around he felt like finally confessing to you despite the holiday being a total cliche.

-Decided to make you chocolates, unfortunately he kept burning the batches so he had to ask his mom for help which resulted in her finding out about you.

-Wrote a message on the chocolates himself despite his terrible penmanship and hoped you would appreciate it and accept him.

-Almost forgets the chocolates the next day since he overslept and was late for school, wishes you a good morning over texts and asks you to meet him at the front gates to talk to you.

-Was bombarded by fan girls at school that wanted to give him gifts and found himself bumping into someone, just so happened to be you, but he realizes that he knocked something out of your hands and it got crushed under another girls foot.

-For the first time ever he actually saw your face pale and tears prick the corner of your (e/c) hues, he growled under his breathe shouting at everyone to leave as he wrapped his arms around you.

-You didn’t hug him back, you just silently cried somehow not making a sound and he sighed seeing you upset.

-“I’m sorry they crushed your gift, were you giving it to someone?”, he tried to hide the jealousy in his voice as he wiped away your tears.

-You nodded your head before explaining that they were meant for him. He blushed of course but a goofy grin plastered itself on his face as he cupped your cheeks and slammed a kiss against your sweet warm lips.

-He pulled away leaving you a stuttering mess as he presented you his little pink gift box. You took it and opened it giggling at what he had wrote, “We’re already friends Langa.”, you giggled showing him his incorrect kanji.

-“N-no I-I meant boyfriend, can I be your boyfriend pretty please?”, he begged as if he still had no chance with you.

-You giggled and smiled again before cupping his cheeks and returning his sweet kiss from before. Successful Valentines Confession.

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Reki Kyan

-Y’all already been dating but this was your first Valentines together so he wanted to make it special.

-“Gotta head to work bye Reki.”, you hummed kissing his lips sweetly before you skated away on your board.

-He smiled watching you disappear into the sunset but once you were out of sight he bolted the rest of the way home.

-He’s not your ordinary guy and he loves skateboarding so he wanted to protray his feelings for skateboarding and you into his next project.

-Stayed up day and night in order to finish it and rushed to your house Valentines morning to spend the day with you before he presented your gift to you.

-Treated you to your favorite ice cream shop and a shopping spree at the plush store where you excitedly bought all the cute anime and animal plushes you had been dying for.

-You presented his gift to him around noon by taking him to a very special skateboard shop that your dad owned, he got first dibs at all the latest equipment and parts he needed for future projects and you couldn’t help smiling as he gasped at your father for letting him keep everything he had picked out and wanted.

-Your dad dropped you both off at Reki’s house in a pick up truck since Reki and gotten so much and helped unload it while you went in to greet his mother and sisters.

-He ran to his garage to get your gift but started getting nervous thinking that you wouldn’t like it.

-“S-she’ll like it I know she will. (Y/n)’s always spoiling me so this will pay her back for being so wonderful to me.”, he thought hugging the board tight to his chest as he ran back in to see you.

-“H-hey (Y/n), can you come here for a sec?”

-He could hear you running towards him and smiled nervously as he hid the board behind his back.

-Has you close your eyes and places the board deck side down in your arms so you can see the custom design he made for you on the back.

-You absolutely screech in joy seeing the new board in your arms, you couldn’t believe it was actually yours. Reki has to grab you by the cheeks hold you in place and tell you it was yours like five times just for you to believe him.

-You can’t help but throw yourself against him to hug him and kiss his pudgy face all over while chanting ‘I love you’ over and over again.

-He’s so happy you like your new board, he’s so overwhelmed by your affection but he absolutely adores you and kisses you one more time before dragging you off to his room for a movie and cuddles.

-A dorky sweetheart you can’t tell me otherwise.

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Miya Chinen

-YOU ARE VIDEO GAME BUDDIES!

-Met during an online gaming tournament, you actually beat him, you became rivals for each other.

-When you both met in real life he absolutely adored you, sweet, kind, outgoing, and obviously taller than him, he couldn’t help the blush that rose to his face upon meeting you.

-You two were a match made in heaven but he couldn’t bring himself to confess to you no matter how hard he tried and then he found out you had a crush on a boy from your school.

-Helps you shop for the perfect gift for your crush despite it breaking his heart and finds himself still buying you something in hopes of confessing to you first.

-Has a little Bunny plush holding a single sunflower in its arms in his room since he couldn’t bring himself to confess to you the day of Valentines.

-Doesn’t hear from you about your confession until the day after when your both playing online against each other.

-“Come on (Y/n), you could’ve easily deflected that! Don’t become a slime on me now player two.”, Miya yells into his mic regretting it immediately when he hears you sigh.

-“Sorry Miya I’m just not feeling it tonight, I’m gonna go to bed see ya later.”

-Your sad he can tell instantly from the sound of your voice, calls you on the phone to demand an explanation on why your sad and you burst into tears on the other side.

-“S-sorry...hkk...i-it’s just that I let myself get played. I got heartbroken yesterday by the guy I liked and I realized that I’m pretty much a weirdo that no one wants to be with. He laughed at me and tossed my gift out the third story window of the school and walked away with a prettier girl in his arms.”

-You don’t hear anything from Miya and sigh hearing the call end unbeknownst to you Miya was skating his way to your house as fast as he could to comfort you, his Valentines gift in his arms.

-You jump when you hearing tapping on your window and watch as Miya sneaks in with a little rabbit in his arms.

-“Then be my weirdo! Stay by my side and we can be weirdos together, you don’t need that slime ball when I wanna be the grand knight that protects my princess!”, Miya screamed extending the gift to you in hopes that you would accept his feelings.

-He feels the rabbit leave his hands and opens his eyes to see you smiling through your tears, he kinda panics and wipes away your tears with his sleeves and just holds you.

-He presses his for head against yours and sighs, “You don’t have to answer right now it’s just that...I-I umm...I want to be the Link to your Zelda i-if you know what I mean.”

-You giggle and hug him thanking him for his kind words and softly whisper, “I love you, Miya, and thank you.”, into his ear making him smile against your shoulder.

-Sweet baby boy!

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Kaoru Sakurashiki

-This dipshit works Valentine’s Day and forgets about it due to all the orders for custom calligraphy messages for couples.

-Annoyed by all the sappy messages and honestly putting half his effort in any of them.

-Forgets he has an interview that day until he hears a knock at his office door and you nervously enter.

-His heart races seeing you for the first time, you look so adorable in your business casual outfit, and your nervous smile has him falling over himself.

-“H-hello my name is (L/n) (F/n), I-it’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Sakurashiki.”

-“She’s beautiful like a cherry blossom.”, he thought to himself.

-Overall the interview goes great, you’re just a year younger then him looking for a new job to pay for your new home.

-Loves you a lot and asks you to start immediately as his new secretary, you accept and start getting right to work. Eventually he notices you running around in your socks since your feet were hurting from the heels.

-Treats you to dinner once the shop is closed to welcome you to the team and falls in love with you more as you talk more about yourself.

-You are playful but still you have a calm and collected mind something he admires greatly.

-Waits till next Valentines to properly confess to you since he found it extremely hard to put his feelings into words.

-You surprisingly accept and he treats you to a rooftop diner where you both share a sweet dance under the moonlight.

-Dubs you his Blossom and spoils you with sweet gestures and shy kisses until he’s confident enough to kiss you properly.

-Laughs when he finds out you are jealous of Carla (his skateboard), you fume and decide to race him at S which shocks him because he didn’t know you could even skate.

-Absolutely loses it seeing you in your S wardrobe, a rather revealing kunoichi styled outfit that showed all the right parts leaving him wanting more.

-“Well Cherry Blossom let’s see what you can do.”, you smirked behind your fox mask.

-You end up slaughtering him in the race just from pure skill alone, Karla couldn’t keep up with your calculations and you won by a landslide.

-Gets jealous of the fan boys that suddenly accumulate over you once the race is finish, takes off both of your masks so he can kiss you silly.

“I won jealous cherry.”

“Shut up and kiss me little blossom.”

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Kojiro Nanjo

-This large himbo had a whole plan to make you extremely jealous by flirting with other women until you were furious with him before surprising you with a special hotel room that he rented out for just the two of you for Valentines.

-Unfortunately he was unaware of some bullying and self esteem issues you were having because of work so you patience with him dried out fast.

-“Huh baby cakes what’s the mat-“

-“If they’re so pretty why don’t you just stay with them instead of someone useless and ugly like me!”

-Regrets everything he said as soon as he sees you running away in tears, ditches the fans immediately and skates off to find you but you’re already long gone.

-Calls Cherry who has you weeping in his arms and groans as his old friend starts scolding him for being a ‘Heartless Dumbass Gorilla’.

-Hugs you as soon as he sees you practically tackling you and Cherry in the process and begs for your forgiveness.

-You pout and refuse to forgive him which in turn makes him sigh, he scoops you up in his arms and tosses you over his shoulder to carry you away despite your protest and skates off to the hotel.

-“I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you, I wanted to make you jealous and then spoil you rotten. This wasn’t how I wanted today but if you’ll let me I’d still like to spoil you and make it up to you.”, Joe admits in a soft voice.

-You agree hesitantly and he puts you down, cups your face, and presses a tender kiss against your plump lips. Smiles against your lips when he feels your cheeks heat up.

-Takes you to the hotel, chuckles at your shocked expression to the huge lavish room and invites you for champagne in the jacuzzi.

-Leans you against his chest and wraps an arm around your waist, whispers sweet compliments and praises into your ear until a goofy smile is plastered over your face.

-Smothers you in kisses and cuddles even if you playfully try to escape his strong arms.

-Watches sappy movies with you and holds you tightly until your glowing with joy. Kisses you good night as he snuggles his head into your adorable chest and happily nods off to sleep as you play with his curly green hair.

“Happy Valentine’s Day love, I’m sorry and thank you for today beautiful.”, Joe hums kissing your cleavage sweetly.

“I’m sorry I ruined your surprise, thank you handsome.”

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Hiromi Higa

-Meets you the 13th when you come in to buy flowers, there’s such a sad aura about you that he can’t help but gift you a fresh pink rose that brings a sweet smile to your face.

-Instantly falls for you as you ask for an arrangement to take to a funeral of a dear friend.

-Makes you a beautiful arrangement himself and let’s you take it free of charge despite your argument to pay.

-“Just try to be happy for me and that’s enough, you look beautiful when you smile.”, he simply says making a blush roll across your face.

-As nightfall hits the city he dawns his Shadow look for S and starts heading over but he stops after hearing a scream and finds you being attacked by a small group of idiots.

-Instantly picks a fight with them in order to defend you and wins just from knocking one out with a single punch and scaring the others away with a glare.

-Sees you trembling on the floor with a hand covering your left arm and sighs seeing the blood, you had been slashed by one of their blades so he carefully wraps it with an extra cloth that he had and picks you up carrying you to the train station.

-“Stay safe little flower, I won’t always be able to save you.”, he grins at you making you blush for some strange reason.

-“T-thank you for saving me.”

-He smiles at you and leans forward leaving a purple lipstick mark on your cheek as he disappears from sight.

-He skates his best that night at S while thinking of you.

-You appear again in the flower shop the next day, a bandage wrapped around your arm and a shy smile on your face as you walk up to him.

-He’s surprised to see you again so soon and prays that you didn’t recognize him from last night.

-You smile and press a kiss to his cheek, leaving a red stain on his cheek that has his face flaming up in embarrassment.

-You hand him back his cloth and a note and rush out of the store while shouting, “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“H-huh well seems she did notice m-ehh... i-is this her phone number?”

[jenanigans1207]

so matchablossom hc: yk how cherry can't sleep unless carla plays him a lullaby or smth??? one night carla's battery gets damaged and cherry panics in the dark and calls his latest contact which, surprise surprise, is joe and gets him to sing the lullaby instead. this works, so everytime they travel together, cherry uses this instance as an excuse for joe to sing him lullabies to sleep~

Oh my GOD I love this so much it’s actually painful. I really hope I did the idea justice because it’s so soft and perfect, thank you SO MUCH for this!! ❤️

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It’s pitch black out when Cherry blinks his eyes open. It takes a long second for reality to filter back in, fought off temporarily by the hazy edges of the dream he’d just been submerged in. He feels warm, comfortable in his bed as he slowly rolls over to look at the clock, 2:03 am.

With a content noise, Cherry settles back into his pillow. He still has a few more hours to sleep. “Carla, play my lullaby.”

Seconds pass, the clock ticks on, but Carla makes no sounds.

“Carla.” Cherry repeats, squinting through the darkness to where he knows Carla is plugged in and charging. There’s no light coming from that corner of the room, no sign that Carla is even there. “Carla?”

Without a response still, Cherry groans and throws the covers off, padding across his bedroom to where he’s absolutely certain he plugged Carla in before bed. Sure enough, she’s exactly where he left her, but she’s not charging. Fumbling through the darkness, Cherry tries to figure out what went wrong.

The cord is plugged into the wall, that’s a good start. He traces the cord with the tips of his fingers— it’s plugged properly into Carla, too. His clock is still on, so he hasn’t lost power. Confused, he reaches for Carla, his fingers closing around her with the intent of picking her up, but the moment his fingers skim her battery, he understands. There’s a sizable dent right underneath his hand.

Of course.

Honestly, he should’ve expected this, should’ve known to check her more closely once he’d gotten home. It had been reckless, rising to Joe’s challenge at S the way he had, but he wasn’t one to back down, especially from Joe. And really, he and Joe had been skating together for years, so it should’ve been fine. It would’ve been fine, too, if Joe had been able to keep that giant mouth of his shut. But he hadn’t— shocking— and Cherry had risen to a reckless level that wasn’t his style, barely avoiding a wicked fall and damaging Carla in the process.

It’s fine, he tells himself as he heads back to his bed. He’ll just go back to sleep and fix Carla in the morning. He can’t see the extent of the damage but it feels like a quick replacement of the battery should be more than enough to get Carla functional again. Easy, he can do that in no time. So all he needs to do is sleep.

Sleep. In his dark room that is eerily quiet.

It’s completely fine, he tells himself. He’s been sleeping in this room for years and hasn’t had a problem yet. There’s no reason to be—

The shadows dancing on the wall across from him look like menacing shapes.

Cherry closes his eyes, reminding himself firmly that the shadows are only shifting because of the trees outside his window. There’s a perfectly logical explanation, no need to let his imagination—

Was that a creak? No, it sounded closer to a groan.

Before he can stop himself, Cherry already has his phone to his ear, the familiar number dialed and ringing.

“Do you have any idea what time it is?” Joe grouses into the other end of the phone when he picks up and it’s abundantly clear by the sleepy edge to his voice that Cherry just woke him up. “You better be fatally wounded or I’m hanging up.”

“Carla’s battery is damaged.” Cherry says, eyes still pinched shut. But something about the sound of Joe’s voice is still soothing, especially as rough as it is with sleep.

“And?” There’s a muffled sound that makes Cherry think Joe is changing positions. “I know I’m the most brilliant person you know, but I really think problem solving this could’ve waited until morning.”

Despite the fear, despite the fact that Cherry’s heart is racing in his chest as he hears another one of those creaking groans in the distance, he can’t stop the huff that comes out. “For your information, it’s your fault that she’s damaged. I’m certainly not calling you for advice on how to fix her.”

“You took that jump on your own.” Joe dismisses immediately but the tiredness in his voice is replaced with a bit of that smugness that Cherry knows so well. “But why are you calling, then?”

“Carla’s battery is damaged.” Cherry repeats with emphasis, as if that should explain everything. When he gets nothing more than a frustrated sigh and some mumblings about missing out on beauty sleep in response, he elaborates. “She won’t turn on. And I need to sleep.”

“Oh.” Cherry can hear the moment the implication clicks in Joe’s mind. Because Joe knows— Joe is the only one who knows, the only one Cherry has ever told. And yes, Joe had teased him mercilessly about it, but only in a friendly way that was meant to put Cherry at ease about sharing his secret. And it did. “Same one?”

Joe was a lot of things— primarily a muscle-headed, dim-witted gorilla— but he was not cruel. The image he projected to the rest of the world was often times far from the person he actually was, especially when he was alone with Cherry. The Joe that Cherry knew, the one he had spent many late nights with, shared many glasses of wine with— that Joe was tender and caring.

As soon as Cherry had admitted to Joe that he needed a lullaby to soothe his anxiety so he could sleep, Joe had demanded to know which lullaby. Cherry had showed him, expecting nothing more than laughter. But Joe hadn’t laughed, not even once. In fact, he’d gone out of his way to learn the lullaby, to memorize it.

He’d never breathed a word of it to anyone, but a few times back in high school, Cherry had caught him humming it under his breath when he’d thought that Cherry was already asleep.

“Yeah.”

And just like that, Joe launches into humming the lullaby. It’s soft and quiet, but there’s so much feeling behind it. Suddenly, Cherry’s heart is racing for an entirely different reason. Joe’s humming is beautiful, slow and rich, filling his ear. The creaking groans fade out into the background and the menacing shaped shadows are no longer on Cherry’s mind. He settles back into bed, cradling the phone gently against his cheek as he tries to breathe slowly and just listen.

He really ought to thank Joe for this in the morning, but he won’t. They’ll never talk of this moment again— never talk about Cherry choosing Joe in a moment of vulnerability or Joe being there for him with unwavering support.

They’ll never talk about it again, but they’ll both know. They already did know, that’s why Cherry called Joe in the first place. Because he knew that Joe would be there for him, the way he had always been. And Joe— Joe understood that Cherry trusted him unconditionally, even if he never said it. If he didn’t, he would’ve been surprised by Cherry’s request.

As the world fades out around Cherry and coherent thought begins to fade, he grasps on to the idea of how nice this is, and how much more he likes this compared to Carla’s version. Perhaps, he thinks before he falls asleep completely, he should have Carla be nonfunctional more often.

The very last tendrils of wakefulness are starting to recede and Cherry’s almost completely asleep when he hears a faint, “Goodnight, Kaoru. I’m glad you called.”

It’s the first time in awhile that he falls asleep with a smile on his face.

[krappykawa]

ಌ i mildly like you more than like (p.4) 

— in which an incessant fan girl, a kiss, and a little bit of denial makes oikawa tooru realize he might mildly like you more than like

description. you’ve been in love with oikawa tooru for longer than you can remember. having known him for the better part of nearly 11 years, you’ve come to accept that you’ll never be more than a best friend to him. but with the help of a few irritatingly persistent fangirls and a kiss that was only meant to drive them away, a tale of unrequited love might just prove to be something more.

warnings. language

word count. 3.8k

oikawa tooru x f!reader, childhood best friends to lovers, fluff, some angst

parts. 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6

1 new message: tooru ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭

Received: did you get home safe?

1 new message: tooru ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭

Sent: yes (´｡• ᵕ •｡`) ♡ 

1 new message: tooru ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭

Received: what’s with the hearts?? … did something happen with captain pretty face?

1 new message: tooru ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭

Sent: captain pretty face?  

1 new message: tooru ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭

Received: that was hard enough to type y/n-chan i’m not saying it again (>_<)

1 new message: tooru ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭

Sent: he bought me a cup of frozen yogurt and free frozen yogurt makes me happy :D

1 new message: tooru ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭

Received: that’s good to hear

1 new message: tooru ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭

Received: i think i’ll crash for tonight, don’t stay up too late

1 new message: tooru ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭

Received: goodnight y/n-chan ٩(◕‿◕｡)۶ sleep well

Oikawa sets his phone down on his nightstand and lets out a heavy sigh as his fingers come up to massage his eyes. His gaze comes up to the ceiling, eyes locking on a picture of you, him, and Iwaizumi that’s surrounded by bounds of glow in the dark stars. It’s from your first year -- the first time that he’d lost to Shiratorizawa. 

He’s laying a head on your shoulder, looking dejected in comparison to the grin on your face as you hold your arm up for the selfie. On his right sits Iwaizumi with a mildly confused look on his face as he pokes Oikawa’s shoulder with a lone chopstick. Oikawa feels a grin crawl up onto his lips as he stares at it. He wonders for a moment how different he’d felt about you then. He wonders if first-year him felt the same fluttering in his stomach laying his head on your shoulder the way it does now. 

The grin fades when he remembers that that fluttering should’ve died the moment he started dating Hishoko. He knows that it should’ve. 

And yet, despite it all, he ends up calling you at 3AM in the morning, feeling that same familiar feeling when he hears your mildly fatigued voice on the other end. 

He falls asleep to the sound of your laugh. 

You thought that maybe it would get easier. You thought that maybe your heart wouldn’t ache every time you saw Oikawa’s fingers wrapped around Hishoko’s smaller ones. 

It doesn’t. Not when Oikawa still smiles at you like you’re the best thing to happen to him. Not when his eyes still look for yours whenever you enter a room. Not when he still calls you in the middle of the night to tell you about his day because it’s well past midnight and he just can’t fall asleep. You decide that maybe you’d let him tear your heart bit by bit every day for the rest of your lives if it meant that he would always love you the way he does now -- even if it’ll never be in the way that you want. 

It seems like maybe you could actually do just that, to love him from a distance for the rest of your lives, when suddenly it hits you that this isn’t like the other times he’d gotten a girlfriend. That something about loving him now is different. Maybe it was the kiss you shared, or maybe it’s something else, but you realize for the first time that maybe you can’t keep holding on to him the way you do. This realization comes after Aoba Johsai’s first win of the Preliminaries. 

You’ve been going to every single one of Oikawa’s and Iwaizumi’s games for as long as you can remember. The only two games you missed was a day in which some bad planning landed a date with Kaoru on the same day as one of their games, and the other was when you were forced to take an extra shift at the bakery.  

Hishoko stands next to you, speaking quietly to you. You feel relaxed as she speaks, the tenseness in your muscles ebbing away with every soft word from her lips. Despite her relationship being the cause of the ache in your heart, you can’t find it in you to fault her. She’s a friend to you now, no matter what happens with Oikawa. 

Your eyes follow the small figures of your best friends as they huddle up, and a smile slips onto your face when Matsukawa looks up at you and smiles that tiny smile that he only reserves for people he really cares about. Hanamaki follows his line of vision and blows a kiss in your direction, which you make a show of catching and stomping on. 

But then Oikawa turns and smiles like he’s ready to take on the world and you think that the ground might fall out from under you. Because for a moment you think that smile is for you, but you remind yourself that you’re sitting next to his girlfriend. The knife in your heart twists. 

The game goes by the way you expect it, with Aoba Johsai winning after two relatively easy sets. You wait with Hishoko in the lobby afterwards, waiting for the team. 

It’s only when Oikawa walks out and Hishoko runs up to him and pulls him into a kiss that it finally hits you. It hits you for the first time that you might not be able to do this. That despite everything, you might not be able to watch them fall in love when Oikawa still has a firm string tied to your heart. 

You try not to cry as you run into Iwaizumi’s arms and stay there. He’s understanding. 

Hanamaki and Matsukawa each throw an arm around you. Hanamaki ruffles your hair. Matsukawa offers to hold your hand. 

For a bit, it doesn’t hurt as much. 

You think that maybe the world hates you when you’re about to close up the bakery and Kaoru walks in. You had to leave shortly after the game, but your shift was only until 6 pm today, so you didn’t really mind. Oikawa, Iwaizumi, Hanamaki, and Matsukawa were going to spend the night at your house to watch a movie anyways, so you didn’t feel too bad about leaving them so early. 

“Hey,” Kaoru says as he walks up to the counter. If there’s anyone that you would rather not see right now, it’s him. 

You try your hardest to muster a convincing smile. “Did you want to order?”

Kaoru rolls on the balls of his feet and you already know from when you dated that he’s about to ask you something big. You remember because he confessed to you while rolling back and forth on the balls of his feet. “Actually, I was hoping to ask you if you’re free today?”

You almost laugh at yourself at that point. Here’s your perfect-on-paper ex-boyfriend asking you on a potential date, and you can’t find it in you to say no because you’re still thinking about another brown-haired volleyball captain that’s probably happily smiling at his girlfriend right now. 

“Not today, no. I made plans,” you reply with an apologetic smile. 

You try not to notice the way he seems to deflate. “Oh that’s okay. You’re closing up though right? I’ll buy two cupcakes and walk you home if you want?”

“As friends?”

You can’t seem to understand why he decided to ask you this today, of all days. 

“Sure. As friends, if that’s what you want.”

“Okay,” you say because you’re only human after all. 

You feel the tears flow down your face the minute that you close the door after thanking Kaoru for the nice walk.  

The tears come hot and heavy because you think that it’s fucked up how you’ve got a guy that’s so obviously still in love with you, and you still can’t love him back. All because you’re in love with your dumb, stupid, oblivious best friend. 

You wish that you’d never taken him up on his offer to kiss him in order to get the fangirls off his back. If you’d never kissed his lips, then maybe you wouldn’t be as hopeless as you are now. But you did, and now all you can think about is him and why -- just why -- the kiss hadn’t meant something to him the way it meant something to you. 

You’re still curled up on your couch with tears leaking out of the corners of your eyes when the doorbell rings. The clock on the wall opposite to you tells you that it’s not even close to the time that you and the others had set for your movie night. 

“Give me a second!” With as much haste as you can muster, you run to the kitchen and attempt to rid your eyes and face of the redness that crawled onto your features. A quick glance at the window tells you that you didn’t do a very good job, but it’d be more suspicious if you took more time. 

You open the door to find Iwaizumi standing there, his expression changing the moment he lays eyes on you. “You’ve been crying,” he says.

“No.”

“I’m not Oikawa, Y/N.” He closes the door behind him before looking back at you. “You don’t have to try so hard to hide your feelings around me.”

You sigh to yourself and make yourself busy with cleaning up the randomly scattered objects littering your floor. “I don’t do that.”

“Right,” he snorts. “You’ve been walking on eggshells with him ever since he’s started dating Hishoko, it doesn’t take a genius to notice.”

Oikawa hasn’t noticed, you think bitterly. He’s been able to read you like the back of his own hand his entire life, and yet, he seems to be completely oblivious to the way your heart belongs to him. 

“Yeah, well he hasn’t noticed, so I guess doing alright,” you shrug.

“He notices.”

Your head whips up faster than it should’ve and Iwaizumi raises a brow at you. You bow your head. “Oh.”

Iwaizumi sighs before taking a seat on your couch. “Not in the way you think he does though. Knowing that shithead, he’s probably come up with some bullshit excuse for why you’re acting different.”

“And what would that be?”

“Kaoru.”

It’s a half truth. Kaoru has been putting you on an extra edge lately. You two kept on friendly terms after your breakup, but you rarely saw him. At least, you barely saw him before. Now you see him nearly everyday, either in passing in the hallways or at Takeru’s volleyball camp. You’re not sure why he’s decided to start making the extra effort to see you now, months after your breakup. 

“He knows that I don’t like Kaoru like that anymore.” You’re sure that he should at least know that with how much you complain about the brown-haired baseball captain whenever Oikawa ends up calling you at some ungodly hour. 

Iwaizumi chuckles lightly, like he’s amused. “Does he really? Cause if he did, he wouldn’t be talking my ear off whenever Kaoru comes anywhere near you.”

“He does that?”

“Yeah, makes me want to punch him in the face. Maybe if his voice wasn’t so annoying …” There’s a smile on his face as he says it, so you know he doesn’t really mean it in a harsh way. 

A silence engulfs you as you head to the kitchen for a glass of water. You don’t know what Iwaizumi wants you to do with that information. At the end of the day, the way that Oikawa reacts to Kaoru is of no matter because he has a girlfriend who he seems happy with. At least, that’s what you tell yourself. 

“Do you want something to eat?” You call from the kitchen. “You came early.”

As you walk back into the living room with a glass of water in one hand and a bottle of juice in the other, Iwaizumi looks up at you with that same worried gaze that he had on that first day that Oikawa had broken the news of his new girlfriend. “I wanted to check on you. It’s not healthy not talking to anyone about it. I know you’ve been avoiding it.”

You hand him the juice and sit down next to him. “I haven’t been avoiding it, I’ve just been … skirting around the problem.”

“You were crying because of him,” he says as he takes a drink from his juice. 

You shrug. “People cry, no big deal.”

“I can’t just stand here and watch while you tear yourself apart watching them. It’s like seeing your heart fall to pieces. It’s painful to see.”

“I’ll get over it, Iwa. I always have.” You train your eyes to your feet and try to stop yourself from feeling that same drop in your stomach. 

“No,” Iwaizumi shakes his head. “Something’s different this time and neither you or Oikawa are willing to tell me what the fuck went down between the two of you. So as much as I respect your privacy, tell me before I drag Oikawa’s ass over here and make you two sit here until you finally fess up.”

A small smile creeps up onto your face as you remember the way he looked at you after you pulled away from that kiss. Despite everything, that look is forever ingrained in your brain. “We kissed.”

Iwaizumi looks at you warily. “You … kissed? Don’t tell me that he…”

“No!” You’re quick to deny that assumption. “No, it was before he and Hishoko started dating. It was the day before we went for karaoke actually.”

Realization dawns in Iwaizumi’s eyes. “Christ. He’s so fucking dense it hurts me. How stupid is he?”

“What?”

“Nothing, he’s an asshole. I’ve got things to say to him later. But I came here for you. How are you really feeling?”

“It hurts I guess. I really thought … Iwa, he changed after we kissed. Something changed, I could’ve sworn it did.” You don’t even notice that you’re crying again until a tear falls into your lap. Iwaizumi places his arm around your shoulders. You smile gratefully at him. “But then he started going out with Hishoko and it was like waking up from a really good dream you know? I thought that maybe he finally liked me back but … I guess he didn’t.”

“That’s a lie and you know it,” Iwaizumi mumbles as he rubs your shoulders. You remember a similar conversation you had like this a year ago, when he confided in you about how he figured that he had a crush on Hanamaki. Though he’s since moved on to having eyes for the girl that sits to your right in class, it still brings back an odd sense of nostalgia. Iwaizumi chuckles from beside you. “Have you seen the way he looks at you? It makes me want to gag, but he loves you. That much I can tell.”

You shake your head. “He loves me as a best friend, just like he loves you. You know that.”

“Bullshit. That’s bullshit. He’s never looked at me the way he looks at you. You know that.”

You know that maybe Iwaizumi has a point, that maybe all the years you spent denying that Oikawa could ever see you as something else might have been in fruitless efforts. But, even if Iwaizumi has a point, Oikawa has a girlfriend. You don’t know what hurts you more - that Oikawa might actually love you the way that you love him but decided to get a girlfriend anyway, or that Iwaizumi is wrong and that Oikawa doesn’t think of you that way at all. 

“Whether he’s in love with me or not, that doesn’t really change the fact that he has a girlfriend,” you sniff. 

Iwaizumi sighs. “Yeah, well he fucked up.”

Before you can even think of a reply, the doorbell rings. Neither of you have even moved from your place on the couch before it swings open. 

“Makki, you can’t just go around opening people’s doors,” comes Matsukawa’s exasperated voice. 

There’s a snort, and you’re sure that Hanamaki’s about to reply with something mildly sarcastic until you find his eyes on you. Evidently, you forgot to rid your face of the evidence that you were just previously crying. “Woah, what’s going on here?” 

Matsukawa’s head appears right behind Makki’s shoulder. “Y/N? Why are you crying?”

You shuffle away from Iwaizumi’s hold and wipe at your face before moving to get up. “Nothing,” you say as you flick your arms.  “Just stressed.”

Matsukawa snorts. “Didn’t know that Oikawa’s name is ‘nothing’ now.”

Your head snaps up to where Hanamaki and Matsukawa are standing. They’re both looking at you with raised brows that are so similar that you have to suppress a shiver. 

“Does every person know?”

Matsukawa walks into your living room and puts his bag down next to your coffee table. Hanamaki follows after him. “No, just us. The rest of the team could really care less because they all have some weird massive crush on you, and Oikawa’s been living in denialville for a while now I think,” Matsukawa says as he takes Hanamaki’s bag from him to put it down next to his own. 

You slump back down against the couch, feeling a fatigue that you’re sure is a result from all the crying that you managed to do. Makki hurries towards you.  

“Ah, ah, ah. No getting down on yourself. Seriously though, moping over Oikawa? Not a chance. Come on, up, up,” Makki extends a hand towards you, but you simply look at it stubbornly. 

“No, you’re mean. I’d rather talk to Mattsun.”

Matsukawa smirks. “You hear that Makki? She likes me better.”

“Yeah, Mattsun’s my favorite.” You nod. “He’s nice to me and is only irritating when it comes to bombarding me with requests for lemon squares.”

Iwaizumi cocks his head from beside you. “Hey, what am I then? A pile of dog shit?”

“You transcend all of them, there’s no competition there. Though you might be marked down points for not carrying me everytime I ask.”

“So all I have to do is carry you? Fine then.” Before you can protest, Hanamaki takes you by the midsection and throws you over his shoulder. You slap his back in an attempt to get him to let you down. You can practically hear his crooked grin when he yells, “I’m not letting you down until you stop crying over a stupid brown-haired bitch!”

You hear Matsukawa yell out from where he’s leaning on the wall. “Yeah fuck brown-haired bitches!”

Iwaizumi scoffs, but even as you hang upside down, you can see the small smile gracing his face. “Mattsun, you have brown hair dumbass.”

“Okay then fuck brown-haired bitches.” You can’t see either of their faces, but you’re sure that Matsukawa is smirking at Hanamaki. You can only guess that Hanamaki has turned red from Matsukawa’s comment. 

“Oi! Don’t flirt with me when Y/N is crying over her love life! It’s rude.”

“Who said I was flirting with you?”

Hanamaki gasps dramatically. “So you want Y/N and Iwaizumi to fuck you then? I’m wounded.”

At this point, the blood is beginning to rush to your head. You continue to thrash around in Makki’s grip. 

“Makki, let me down!”

You can feel Hanamaki stand straighter and you’re sure that he has the stupidest triumphant grin on his face. “No. Not until you stop crying over captain pretty face.”

“Y/N-chan’s crying over who now?” 

You feel Makki freeze in the middle of his marching. Awkwardly, you turn to see Oikawa’s figure at the door from your position thrown over Hanamaki’s shoulder. You forgot that he was the only one that doesn’t knock. 

Something in Oikawa’s expression is odd.

“Makki, fix this or I cut off your dick,” you whisper into his ear. He gulps.

“Oh, hey Shittykawa. We’re just helping Y/N with her captain pretty face problems,” Hanamaki says. You already don’t like the way that this is heading.  

“Who … exactly is .. captain pretty face?” Oikawa’s eyes are on you. The irony of the nickname is not lost on you. You can only hope that the words that come out of Hanamaki’s mouth next are not the words you’re dreading. 

“Don’t worry. You’re not captain pretty face. Kaoru is!” The world does not seem to be on your side. 

Oikawa’s smile drops and suddenly you have the urge to cut Makki’s dick off anyways, because he just made this a lot, lot worse.

note. don’t read too much into the hanamaki-iwaizumi crush thing,, it’s really up for interpretation but at this point in the story, mattsun and makki have this weird will they-won’t they relationship so iwaizumi’s crush on hanamaki was unrequited and he never confessed. (also, iwaizumi’s crush on makki wasn’t huge, it was just important to him because it was how he realized that he liked guys too). 

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please, xanny. | sanzu haruchiyo

"𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚."

- wherein sanzu haruchiyo falls in love. that's all. (i'm bad at summarising my stories, i'm sorry ><)

current word count: 3.1k

tw (throughout the series): mentions of drug use and abuse, manipulation (gaslighting) and toxic relationships, mentions of blood, death, and murder, rape (attempt), use of deadly weapons, slight nsfw (??) - kindly tell me if i missed one. thank you.

date started: 07/29/21 (wattpad) | 07/31/21 (tumblr)

date ended: -

01 ! please,xanny.

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what was it? was it the alcohol? was it the food they ate earlier? maybe it was spoiled, or worse, maybe it has drugs? probably no.

 maybe she's just overthinking things.

maybe she's just imagining all of this.

to say that she's inloveㅡ no, cross that out, to say that he's inlove is dangerous.

but how is it that the sanzu haruchiyo, bonten's number 2, is making her feel numerous things?

he reeked of instability, insanity.

yet his touch was as soft as the cotton, gentle like the wind, it was comforting.

say....

have you ever known what it felt like to drive on highways, with gnawing trepidation?

to taste betrayal and fondness while running on an endless tunnel of vague roads?

to be loved by none other than sanzu haruchiyo?

-

"welcome everyone, to our company's afterparty, please enjoy yourselves for tonight!" honey dripping voice echoed throughout the wide spaced room that is decorated with some dimmed and flashing lights, shimmering crystals plastered on the wall, extravagant leather couches, and large, black speakers booming with music. her soft, delicate hands then set the microphone down, as her wavy jet black hair bounced and swayed as she walked down the stairs with elegance.

"nakashima-san, the director wants to talk to you, he said to head towards the VIP area, over there." a small voice beside the stairs managed to squeak out, catching the girl's attention and turning her head to the direction he pointed at.

"did he told you the reason why he wanted to talk to me?" she asked, voice filled with a hint of irritation and tiredness - the complete opposite of how she sounded earlier on the stage. the boy shook his head, then uttered 'excuse me' before dashing away from his superior.

the girl then just sighed and walked towards the bar counter, which is the complete opposite of the direction she was told to go.

"one grey goose martini and a plain cranberry juice, please. thank you." she ordered as she sat down.

"wow, you're actually gonna drink tonight, kasumi? are your shits finally getting to you, girl?" the lady beside her stated with amusement as she popped out of nowhere, a glass of whiskey found in her hand, still laughing and smiling drunkenly.

"yes, kaoru. where the fuck were you? you were supposed to be the one to speak up front earlier to welcome the guests, not me, because i was the one who arranged this. and now boss said he wanted to talk to me about something." kasumi vented to her friend while her friend's grin just got wider, further infuriating her.

"whY THE HELL ARE YOU SMILING KAORU I-"

"calm the fuck down, kasumi, don't let boss get into your nerves, okay? its just me, so inhale, exhale. nice! see, just go drink your shits and talk to boss later. maybe hand in your resignation slip, you know?" kaoru laughed while wiggling her eyebrows and hugging kasumi.

the two talked to each other for a while before kasumi bid her goodbye and stood up to head to the direction she was supposed to go to earlier.

her heels clacked on the expensive marbled flooring while her black silk dress hugged her curvaceous body, gently flowing while walking.

upon reaching her destination, there she saw her boss with at least 4 women whispering and flirting with him, one on his lap and 3 beside him, along side with his other friends and acquaintances. they both shared a glance momentarily as kasumi forcefully smiled to her boss.

"ah yes, everyone, excuse me for i have something to finish up with my personal assistant." her boss announced to all the people around him, making kasumi uncomfortable and embarrassed, by all the stares she accumulated and daggers she got from the women who was flirting earlier with her boss.

"let's go, darling." sentence uttered by her boss before they left the place with him grabbing her wrist, and oh heavenly archons how irritated kasumi was because of her boss' actions and words.

she was practically being dragged away the from the event area, their shoes resonating throughout the empty hallways that are connected to the parking lot when she asked him, "excuse me sir, but where are we going? i thought you said you wanted to talk to me?"

"hmmm, yes. that's right, don't worry, kasumi-chan, we're just going to talk while where on a late night drive, and it'll definitely enlighten you. now get in the car." he ordered with flirty yet stern voice but kasumi did not budge at all - she just stared in disbelief to her boss, anger bubbling up within her.

"kasumi, we both know that i don't like repeating myself, now do what i said, please."

"i'm sorry but i don't think i'll go with you since we can talk here. so just say what you need to say so i can get on with my life, thank you." she declared cheekily.

"i said get in the car, why are yo-" he blurted out with annoyance but was cut off when kasumi said, "seems to me like you don't have anything to say, well i have one, i'm resigning, kitamura-san, i'll hand the file tomorrow, so if you have any requests, tell them to your next assistant." then proceeds to walk away that made her boss snap.

rushing towards her with malice and anger, with his system being controlled by the alcohol he consumed earlier, he grabbed kasumi's hair making her stumble and lose her balance, while the towering man held her waist with his left arm and his right arm held her face forcefully, and whispered to her from behind, "that's what i hate about you, you're so fucking stubborn, you and your smart ass mouth, i hate it so fucking much makes me want to shove my dick down your throat to make you obey me, and cry you bitch."

kasumi had chills run down her spine when she heard her boss mutter those words to her, and when she felt him grinding on her from behind ㅡ the last string of patience she had snapped in half, all she can see was red.

she used all her strength to stomp on the man's foot making him clutch down because of pain inflicted by her stiletto, releasing his hands that grasped her smaller frame. her hands then moved swiftly with anger to slap the man before her, knees being lifted up to kick his crotch making him to finally crumple down on the floor, silently mumbling profanities under his breath containing hatred.

"the next time you pull that stunt with me, or with other girls, i'll make sure you won't have something called dick after that." she threatened, voice laced with venom as she tried to wipe the ruffles that ruined her expensive, dusk colored dress.

"don't think you'll get away with this, bitch." the man croaked out while standing up, eyes filled with animosity, but then falling on his knees once again when a sharp, solid whipping sound tore through his thighs, vermillion colored blood gushing out of the gaping hole that was shot, followed by his shrill, agonized wail.

"seems like you grew stronger these past few years, kasumi-chan." a familiar voice grinned, few meters away from her.

"haruchiyo." she whispered under her breath, astounded.

***

"kasumi? are you listening?" a soft feminine voice spoke out, breaking the deep trance the raven coloured hair girl was in - chasmic ebony eyes stared at the person next to her, embarrassment creeping up in her system, realizing that she hasn't paid any attention to the words and sentences that her friend was telling her.

"i'm sorry, kaoru. what were you saying again?" she apologized, tuning her attention towards her half eaten sandwich that she was munching earlier.

"i was asking you if you know that boy over there, 5 o'clock," kasumi whipped her head towards the direction her friend gave her, eyes landing on a somewhat familiar person - he had a medium length hair dyed with bleach blonde, eyes glimmering like precious blue zircon gem, long and beautiful eyelashes that highlighted his daring eyes and a noticeable black mask covering half of his face. he looked so serene among the vast crowd  filled with bustling people.

"sanzu?" she asked turning her head to her friend who's eyes sparked with curiosity and underlying suspicions.

"how'd you know him?" the petite girl squinted her eyes to her friend, making kasumi roll her ebony orbs. "i just happen to know his name. after all, he's in a gang, right? toman, i think."

"i wasn't aware that you know about gangs, kasumi-chan. perhaps you like their leader, huh." her friend teased earning another eye roll from her brunette friend. "i'm just kidding. its just that i haven't saw him without his mask. some people say he has nasty scar on both side of his mouth, and i don't know if its legit, but given the fact that he wears that mask, its probably true." kaoru shrugged and stood up to head to their class.

sanzu haruchiyo. he was definitely mysterious, kasumi mused, as she walked. he was quiet and he had a calm demeanor when he talks. they weren't close but they shared a small talk in the past, and usually its just about school, like each of their classes borrowing and returning some school supplies and other little things. she never even heard him speak more than 7 words. well, it wasn't a big deal, since she thinks that he's just an another person on this world who has probably their own shits to deal with. he was insignificant to her as she was to him. or so she thought.

their room was filled with silent mumblings, a heavenly boring stupor that kasumi tried to fight, heavily lidded eyes blinking slowly in the hopes of trying to understand their lesson - she was tired and sleepy and it was not long until their class ended, her mind being awakened once again like a newborn baby, because she's going home.

their house reeked of alcohol and despair, of cigarettes and sorrow - it was a hopeless sight. everything was a mess. kasumi then heard a faint coughing on their kitchen and there she saw her ill mother who's trying to wash the dishes with her frail arms, her thin and small frame found her daughter who rushed to her side to help her do the chores but then just told her to sit down and rest.

"mama, you're not supposed to be doing that. you're the one here who needs to rest, i can handle that. besides, where's papa?"

"he's out, i think. but don't worry, kasumi i'm almost finished. we can then eat dinner afterwards so you can talk to me about what happened today with you? you don't have work tonight, right sweetheart?" her mother's voice was definitely her haven, it was warm and sweet. "yes, sure." the girl replied, already at ease but then her phone chimed loudly, signaling that someone texted her - it was her co-worker that texted her he can't attend his shift, and was asking kasumi to be the one to replace him for the mean time.

what are the fucking odds.

her mother noticed the younger's change of emotion and asked, "who was it, sweetheart?" and it pained kasumi to leave her mother alone again but she needs to work. she needs the money. "i need to go, i actually have work since im covering for my co-worker's shift. i'll be right back, so make sure you eat your dinner. i love you." she kissed her mother on her forehead before she left.

***

"thank you, come again!" the girl chimed in, weariness evident in her voice. it was 2:30am and god knows how tired she was. this was supposed to be her day off but the universe just straight up said no.

"nakashima-san, i'm so sorry, you can now go, i'll take it from here on. please take this on your way home as a compensation for what you did to me. thank you! take care on your way home." her co-worker apologized, shyly smiling and blush evident on his cheeks as he handed her a plastic bag filled with some foods and snacks.

kasumi uttered her thanks, with a small smile as she went to change her clothes to go home already as all she wants to do right now was sleep and rest.

upon reaching the store's parking area for bicycles, she noticed that one its tires was flat. she sighed loudly, venting out her exasperation and frustration.

"well, guess i'll walk then. fuckkkkkk. this isn't my day huh." she groaned, muttering some profanities before going on her way home.

it was a chilly night, the breeze was crisp and wintry, with her trembling breath rising up forming a ghostly smoke, vanishing into thin air as she exhales. her whole body was quivering because her cardigan was too thin for this type of weather. kasumi hugged herself in hopes of warming herself up. the skies were tainted with midnight blue perfectly combined with the pitch black heavens decorated with gleaming constellations and stars, along with the dimly hanged moon.

her way home usually takes around 30-40 minutes with her bike, and around an hour and a half if one decides to walk. it was a peaceful and cold night not until she passed this one dark alleyway where there were 2 men laughing their asses off, and another one drinking away his life. kasumi paid no attention to the men and just picked up her walking pace to quickly get out of the picture when her left arm was sharply snatched by one of the men in the dark alleyway.

"hey pretty, wanna have fun with us?" the man grinned like a maniac, his yellow teeth visible and his breath smelled like rum and hostility combined together. the other men laughed like crazy while the last one ogled at kasumi's body.

"no, let me go you ugly bastards." kasumi snapped, snatching her hand away from the man, before turning away to run. she wasn't dumb to not pick up what in fuck was happening back there, so she tried to regain her composure by trying to find her phone to dial the number of her friend who's probably still awake by now to call for help when her hair was maliciously dragged backwards making her lose her balance only to fall on the ground and be dragged away. the plastic bag she was carrying along with her phone was now nowhere to be found.

only her hoarse cry for help was audible, she was too slow, too tired, too exhausted for all of the things happening to her - but her body was flailing so hard, trying to release herself from the man's tight grasp on her hair and it felt like its going to be ripped off her head anytime soon when they stopped on the same alleyway the men were previously drinking. "bitch thought she can get away with us, well let me tell you something sweetheart, we don't take no as an answer. plus you were wearing that thin-ass blouse,  you're trying to seduce us after all so let's have fun shall we?" the bald headed man smirked while he held kasumi down on the ground.

she was terrified, frustrated, and she's doing her best to try and fight them all away. she was able to slap and kick the two of them, desperation was highly evident as she frantically scramble to her feet but that was as far as she can go for she was violently punched and slapped before she fell down with her vision getting hazy, tears streaming down her face non-stop as she lost all her energy to fight. everything was becoming blurry and she was now just hoping for everything to just end.

she was so lost in her train of thought that she didn't even realize that the men who were trying to break and ruin her were now out cold, laying on the freezing ground while a man towered over them.

"stand up." was all kasumi heard when she snap back to reality and saw a figure standing before her, wearing an all black outfit - black jacket, black jeans, and a black mask. his straight bleach colored hair was neatly tied up in a ponytail too.

"stand up." sanzu repeated as kasumi tried to stand up, still shaken by what happened to her and the picture of the scene before her. kasumi then felt something drape over her shoulder when sanzu came near her, his mint and delicate masculine scent filling her senses.

"follow me." was all the boy said before he exited the alleyway leaving her all alone with his jacket that he gave her. following his footsteps, while tightly clutching his jacket, she saw a shiny, and expensive looking car few meters out the alleyway with sanzu standing near it, and as she got closer to him, she heard him say, "get in."

not wanting and not having enough energy to fight nor say anything, kasumi just silently obliged to what he said. after getting inside the vehicle, sanzu followed afterwards, turning on the car and driving to god knows where - kasumi was drained, and she couldn't care less what would happen anymore although she wanted to say and atleast utter her gratitude towards the boy beside her, but her voice just seems to be gone. the car ride with him was silent, but it wasn't awkward. it wasn't uncomfortable. it wasn't scary either, rather, it was surprisingly comforting.

moments later, kasumi saw a familiar house outside her window when sanzu pulled up and opened the door for her, handing her some of the things she brought earlier - her bag and her phone.

he didn't talk, he didn't say anything before heading out and going inside his car once again, and driving away.

kasumi was dumbfounded.

she have so many questions whirling over her head like, how did he know my place? why did he do that?

she entered their house with her head aching - cross that out, with her whole body aching, everything that happened to her this day had taken  a toll on her. she was definitely traumatized and shaken by what happened. with her literally dragging her body towards her room desperate to rest and lay down on the soft and smooth mattress.

and even though she was almost raped, and potentially murdered, the one thing that stuck in her head was sanzu. sanzu haruchiyo.

and she swore to find him tomorrow before she fell into a deep slumber.

[noxiatoxia]

i’ve began reading OHSHC and i’ve seen a little bit of the anime. i keep reading haruhi as transmasc/non binary, so sometimes i get confused when the characters use “she/her,” pronouns for them. overall i do like the series :> i like the twins a lot and haruhi

haruhi is VERY nb/transmasc like!!! my personal headcanon is that they are bigender being both demigirl and transmasc but fall under the nonbinary label and use any pronouns..... yes it is complicated but haruhi is my girlboyfriend and i care for him so so so Much.

I'm glad you like it so far tho!!! I need to read the manga, I haven't yet. I dunno if I will bc it's overwhelming to me to get tasked with that but I do see a lot of panels and pages from it and it seems very funny. Plus a lot of stuff in there doesn't make it to the anime/stuff that doesn't get resolved in the anime does in the manga. But the anime is just so fun, especially the english dub.... caitlin glass was the literal perfect choice for Haruhi and also she did a great job directing the anime too iirc. Also I just looked her up on wikipedia and she did Whis's sister in Dragon Ball Super??? www

Also the anime does just have an iconic voice cast with both Todd Haberkorn and Greg Ayres doing the twins. I LOVE greg's voice so much and it makes Kaoru really unique with his voice. the one downside is that they sound.... nothing alike.... unlike the Japanese dub where their voices are very similar. So this makes the "Which one is Hikaru?" game make like 0 sense in english lol which one is hikaru well obvious the one who isn't a chain smoker

Also Vic Mignogna (despite the... '''history''') does a VERY good Tamaki and I adore it. He's also Broly in dbz/dbs which!! I love dragon ball super: broly so that is awesome to hear. Speaking of Greg is Frost in that series too. Then again, I think if you're in anime, you've voice acted at least 1 character in dragon ball... also Michael Tatum as Kyoya is perfect.

(btw Tamaki's japanese va is the same va as light yagami..... keikaku)

also was anyone gonna tell me Mori's va IS KNUCKLES CURRENT VOICE ACTOR???? HELLO??? MY FAVORITE SONIC CHARACTER.... IS MORINOZUKA....

well anyway i went on a little tangent Huh. sorry dlkjkgren glad you like the funny series so far!!! tell me what you think of the carriage allegory. when you get there

[jubesy]

Could I get no.40 for matcha blossom 😅 if it’s not to much Trouble I don’t want you to over work yourself

Aww, thank you, anon! Yes, I’m trying my best to take breaks so I don’t burn out, haha. And this one is so cute!

You’ve got it, anon! Thanks for the ask~

Matcha Blossom #40 “I could hold you forever.”

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The calibration had been off. That was it. A simple error. Frustrating. But not the end of the world.

Cherry sighed and stared up at the night sky above, his back flat on the dirt. He winced slightly as he turned toward his board, which had landed a few steps away. “Carla,” he began.

‘Yes, Master?’ 

“Make the necessary adjustments.” 

‘Yes, Master.’ 

“Kaoru!” Joe’s voice sounded high and panicked as he approached, audible even over the rumbling of his bike’s engine and the crunch of the gravel beneath its tires. Joe skidded to a halt and dismounted, falling to his knees at Cherry’s side. “Shit, Kaoru! Are you all right?” 

Cherry took a deep breath and nodded. “I’m fine.” 

Joe looked him over, large hands surprisingly gentle as he searched for any injuries. “Are you hurt anywhere?” he asked, a bit calmer now. 

“Just my pride,” Cherry answered, shifting his gaze over toward his childhood friend as he sat up. “Carla needs a bit more work before she’s perfect, I think.” 

Joe simply stared at him before letting his shoulders drop, a shaky breath escaping his lips. “You asshole,” he said and then pulled Cherry into a tight hug. “Don’t scare me like that.” 

Cherry blinked and tried to force his way out of Joe’s tight embrace. “Have a little more faith in me,” he wheezed. “I’m not so fragile.” 

“You fell off a cliff,” Joe replied flatly, though when he pulled back, his face still showed concern.

Cherry couldn’t help it. He reached up and softly pat Joe’s cheek. “What kind of skater would I be if I couldn’t handle taking a tumble from time to time?” He wet his lips, trying to ignore the heat rising in his cheeks. “But I’m sorry for worrying you, I suppose.” 

“You suppose,” Joe echoed with a snort. “All right, let’s get you back home so you can fix your robot girlfriend.” Before Cherry could object, Joe had scooped him up into his arms. “You can ride with me.” 

Cherry wriggled in his hold. “Kojiro, put me down!” 

“Nope,” Joe replied. “Actually, do you think you’ll be able to sit on my bike?” he asked. “Did you fall on your butt?” He hummed. “That could be pretty uncomfortable.” 

As if it wasn’t embarrassing enough to be held in Joe’s arms, he didn’t need the other to be going on about -- the rapidly forming bruise on -- his backside. 

“Maybe I should just carry you all the way home,” Joe suggested.

Cherry scoffed. “As if you could.” He rolled his eyes. “Put me down.”

But Joe shook his head. “You barely weigh a thing,” he supplied as if giving an explanation. “I could hold you forever.”

Again, Cherry’s face flushed, his ears burning. “Ugh, just shut up and put me on the damn bike.”

Joe laughed and Cherry spent the entire ride with his face pressed up against the other’s broad back.

They were drinking after hours. Joe had brought out the good wine. Cherry’s favorite. It had been a very busy week and it felt good to just...relax.

“Hey,” Joe said suddenly, his cheeks rosy. “Remember that time you totally ate it on that corner?” His eyes were shining. “Before you had Carla all…” He gestured vaguely with his hand. “Perfected or whatever.” 

Yes. Cherry did remember. “I didn’t ‘totally eat it’,” Cherry mimicked, his face growing warmer. “It was a simple miscalculation. And that was years ago.” He took another sip from his glass. “Besides, you’ve ‘eaten it,’” he used his term, “Far more often than I have.”

Joe narrowed his eyes, but he was still smiling. “Maybe so.” He lifted his glass to his lips, but missed his mouth. “Oops.” He wiped his chin with the back of his hand, the animal. “Guess that’s enough for me.” 

“Hmm…” Cherry hummed in agreement. 

“Wanna go upstairs?” Joe was suddenly right beside him, his lips brushing against Cherry’s ear as he spoke.

Cherry didn’t answer, his heart hammering in his chest at their sudden close proximity. Blame it on the wine. Instead, he posed a question of his own. “What made you think of that all of a sudden?” he asked and when Joe cocked his head to the side in confusion, he clarified, “Me ‘eating it,’ as you so eloquently put it.”

“Oh.” Joe scratched his cheek and gave a sheepish little grin. “I was just thinking, I could probably still carry you now.” He lowered his hand. “Actually, it’ll probably be a lot easier, since I’m much stronger than back then.”

Cherry gave that some thought. It was probably unwise to let a tipsy Joe carry him up the stairs. But Cherry had downed a few more glasses than Joe had and he wasn’t sure his legs could carry him. And it was only seventeen steps. And Joe was strong…

Without his permission, Cherry’s gaze lowered to Joe’s chest, barely concealed by the button-up shirt. Were those buttons for show? Did he not know how to close them all properly? 

“Kaoru?” Joe’s voice broke Cherry from his thoughts. “I can’t let you drive home.” 

Again Cherry hummed and then bobbed his head. “I bet you can’t,” he challenged.

“Bet I can’t…? Let you drive?” Joe furrowed his brow.

“Carry me,” Cherry corrected, his head fuzzy and warm. How many glasses had he…? Or maybe it was just having Joe so damn close. “I bet you can’t carry me. I’ve gained several kilos since then.”

At that, Joe grinned, his eyes flashing. “Oh yeah?” he asked, sneaking an arm under Cherry’s knees and using the other to support his back. “So have I.” He lifted him up like he weighed nothing. “See?” he teased. “Light as a feather.”

The flush on Cherry’s face spread down his neck to his chest and he burrowed into Joe’s shoulder to hide it. “Let’s just go upstairs,” he mumbled against the fabric of Joe’s shirt, warmed by his skin. “Before you drop me.”

Joe chuckled, the sound reverberating in his chest. “Please, Kaoru.” His voice softened. “I could hold you forever.”

And Cherry couldn’t ignore the way his pulse jumped at that. Stupid gorilla.

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