#wind breaker nirei

[101suouexpressions]

You know the friendship is real when your first instinct against danger is to protect the group's little puppy.

This is one of the scenes that I adore SO much. You can tell that both Suou and Sakura made the decision to shield Nirei subconsciously. This is so important because usually Sakura would charge into the battlefield and leave Nirei in the care of Suou since he was aware that Suou could do that with ease.

The look of surprise on their faces when they saw the other doing the same thing is so priceless. I think at that moment they really realised how much they had grown on each other.

[qweaenr]

WIND BREAKER - Furin -

“Those who cause pain; those who bring destruction; those who hold evil in their hearts… they will all be purged by Bofurin, without exception!”

[witch--btch]

Windbreaker Official Room Designs

by Satoru Nii

Nirei, Sugishita, Kiryu, and Taira’s under see more …

[meidiary]

( ♡ ) WHEN THEY'RE JEALOUS .. !!

synopsis : ur wbk favs get a little too annoyed because of the bold guy next to you

starring : sakura haruka, suo hayato, nirei akihiko, kiryu mitsuki & kaji ren

mei's note : eeehhh!! first time writing for wb.. i absolutely adore all the wb content on here && I wanted to contribute a bit- so that's what brings us here.. hope you enjoy! this layout was inspired by the lovely @stunie & @kaiser1ns ♡

SAKURA HARUKA

nicknames / f!reader

"baby~ need me to put some sunscreen on your back?" you grab the sunscreen spray and get up on your knees. you giggle as you see a faint blush on your boyfriend's face. "don't need any sunscreen," sakura mumbles, avoiding any eye contact with you.

you wrap your arms around his neck from the back, leaning down before brushing his ear with your lips. "nuh-uh, you do need it.."

"close your eyes, okay?"

he grumbles a bit before obliging and allowing himself to melt in your embrace.

the first spray was cold, albeit the warm weather, it still gave sakura the chills. but he forgets about the cold sensation once he feels your soft hands, massaging the sunscreen onto his skin. your fingers slowly gliding from his shoulders to his upper back.

sakura almost missed the cold feeling of the second spray because he was too focused on how warm your hands felt om him. your hands gently making their way to his lower back.

then the third spray- your fingers suddenly stop moving. his eyes jump open, his eyebrows are up in confusion, where did the warn sensation of your touch go? he looks to the back to see you waving to a group of people on the other side of the beach.

"haru', i'm gonna go say hello to some old friends! give me a minute or two, and I'll be back, yeah?" you tell him all giddy before heading to your old friend group.

a huff leaves sakura's lips, just a tad bit annoyed some randoms stole your attention. he meticulously follows you with his eyes as you make your way to the group. sakura internally scolds himself for not telling you to wear something on top of your little two piece bikini. don't get him wrong! he thinks you look gorgeous, stunning even! but now he has to restrain himself from going over there and punching the guy who's been undressing you with his eyes the second you greeted the group.

his teeth are clenched, the veins in his neck are popped while he struggles to stay put and not make a scene. sakura knows you don't like it when he starts a fight, that's why he's using up all the patience he has to prevent himself from beating the guy. if it were up to him, he would've started a fight the moment that weirdo started smiling at you like that! who does he think he is? does he really think he stands a chance with someone like you? funny.

sakura doesn't even know what you see in him, but there's absolutely no way he's going to stand by while some sicko is flirting with his girlfriend!

as if on cue, you bump into sakura the moment he started agigatedly stomping your direction. "eh? you miss me already?" a giggle leaves your mouth as you wrap your arms around your boyfriend's neck. "I didn't know you needed me around so badly!" another silly joke of yours flew right past sakura, his attention still being at your former friend group.

"hey..! what're you looking at?" your head spins to the same direction sakura's looking at before you notice he's glaring at your old friend. after a while the realization hit; your tsundere boyfriend was jealous! ah, lovely, another thing to tease him about!

"baby~ are you jealous I was talking to him?" you laugh, turning his head to face you.

"w-what?! of course not! w-what are you on, you weirdo!" he stumbles backward a bit before gaining his balance again, your arms now detached from his neck. sakura continues to mumble, "he- he should just stop lookin' at you like that.." your raise your eyebrows as you see a blush creeps up on his face.

you bite the inside of your lip, trying your hardest to keep yourself from smiling. "like what haru'? hm?"

"you know what I mean."

you reconnect your hands with his neck, tilting your head to the side. "no~ I don't!"

"[ ♡ ]!" your first name rolls off of his tongue so smoothly, reminding him not everyone can call you that. not everyone could stand as close to you as he is standing right now. not everyone could feel your hot breath on their skin as your fingertips slowly caress their neck. and even if they could, he wouldn't let them. you're his and his only.

"like you're his girlfriend, cause you're not! he should know his damn place.." sakura sighs before hiding his face in the crook of your neck, hesitantly wrapping his arms around your waist. "y-you're mine. just- just don't forget that.."

you gulp as you stand in the middle of the beach, completely enveloped by your boyfriend, not able to move an inch because of the way he's holding you. you receive glances from passers-by but you don't care enough right now. he called you his, it felt as though you could've squealed when he uttered those 3 words.

but truth be told, you are most definitely his, and his only.

SUO HAYATO

if you squint your eyes -> a bitttt of yandere!suo at the end / nicknames / reader wears dresses !

"but- it looked so cute!" you protest, your eyebrows furrowed as you look at your boyfriend rolling his eyes playfully.

"hey now, I thought i already told you that it definitely carries like atleast 10 diseases," suo glances at you, noticing your lips were still pouted, "look, if you had touched it, you'd probably have ended up in a hospital, we don't want that now, do we pretty?" suo lets out a chuckle.

you slightly shake your head before intertwining your fingers with his.

he lets out a quiet sigh before admitting, "it did look cute, though.." you giggle at your boyfriend's statement, your giggles mixing with his chuckle.

suddenly, you hear a small thud, which makes you swiftly turn your head to the side at the sound of something falling.

"ah! su', gimme a minute, stay here with the bags please!" you let go of his hand as you make your way to the guy who had dropped some boxes. you get down and start helping him put the items back in the boxes. "h-hey, thanks for helping out!" the guy spills out before he continues grabbing his stuff, his hand accidentally touching yours as you both go to grab the water bottle. awkwardly laughing it off, you two finish up refilling the box.

little do you know on the other side of the street suo drops the shopping bags he was holding for you, he doesn't care less what could happen to those pretty pink bags filled with cute dresses you tried on earlier in the shops, which you decided were essential additions to your already filled to the brim closet. if the bags would end up stolen, suo would buy you new ones anyway. so they weren't that important right now.

not when some guy was gushing at his girlfriend. not when that same stranger had touched your hand, which only he was allowed to do. and oh, definitely not when he had the courage to shove his phone in your pretty hands, waiting for you to put your number in.

"[ ♡ ]," suo calls out your name as he reaches you. "we should go, sweetheart, we told the others we'd be at kotoha's in 10," he forces a smile before taking the guy's phone out of your hand and pointing it towards him. "yours?" cold, that was the only way to describe your boyfriend, whose smile had disappeared into thin air, tone.

the guy who you were so innocently helping earlier, started awkwardly thanking the both of you before hastily making his way to his car.

"ah, su'! my bags!" you sprint to the shopping bags on the other side of the street, worriedly checking if all the items were still inside. "everything's still inside?" your boyfriend's smile was showing again.

you nod as he grabs the bags in one hand and locks his other hand with yours. this time with a tighter grip, the last thing he'll allow is for you to stray from him again.

"stay close to me now, alright pretty? don't let go of my hand."

and you could've sworn you saw him clench his jaw before relaxing it and sending you his signature smile again. "love you."

NIREI AKIHIKO

no warnings, just nirei being adorable

how did nirei even get himself into this situation? no, but really, how? it was a perfect day; sunny weather with clouds nowhere in sight, nirei was hanging out with the people he loved being around, his friends, and of course, you! yet somehow, he finds himself in the bookstore, ignoring his friends' stories.

he isn't purposely ignoring them! it's just hard to listen to them when his, his girlfriend is being hit on by the employee.

you were talking him about how badly you wanted to read this book. it was of a psychological genre, and when you explained the story premise to your boyfriend, he got totally spooked by it! but when you two and your friends got to the store, you couldn't find it at all..

you were searching for an employee to help you find it as your earlier attempt with nirei and the others weren't really successful.

but, oh, the regret nirei's feeling right now about letting you go off on your own to find someone to help is absolutely tearing him apart! he doesn't want to seem like the possessive type by waltzing over there and snaking an arm around you, but he can't stand witnessing one more second of that guy flirting with you!

"hmm, what're you gonna do now, huh nirei?" suo teases the blond, elbowing kiryu to witness nirei's predicament.

"hah? you gonna let 'em take your girl, eh nirei?" kiryu chuckles, playfully pushing his shoulder.

nirei shakes his head before sending yet another glare at the employee. he was an older man, way too old to even think about flirting with you. what's worse is that you were completely oblivious to the situation, you probably just thought he was being friendly!

that's it. with that thought flowing in nirei's brain he makes his way to you.

"h-hey! you find the book yet, sweetheart?"

nirei usually sticks to calling you by your name or nickname, occasionally even calling you baby. but never had he called you sweetheart before. so that was what caught your attention.

"yes, darling, I have!" you giggle as you decide to play along this game of his, oblivious to the way your boyfriend's staring at the older man, waiting for him to get the hint and back off.

"well.. I'll be going then.." the employee abruptly leaves, after rolling his eyes at you two.

nirei's knot in his stomach finally seems to loosen as he intertwines his fingers with yours. "glad you found it," your blond boyfriend sends you a cheeky smile.

"thank you, sweetheart!"

"SWEETHEART?!" tsugeura yells out, fake-fainting into kiryu's arms. the pink-haired individual struggling with keeping tsugeura on his feet. "y-yo, you're 'bout to make me trip!"

suo smiles widely, one of his hands on nirei's shoulder. "my, my, you've progressed a lot in the past 5 minutes, haven't you? you even got sakura blushing like crazy.."

"hey shut up!" sakura hides his face behind the book he was holding, pretending he was checking it out. mind you, it was upside down..

oh my, nirei is going to be teased about this for the rest of the year. but honestly, he'd do it all again to see your pretty smile again. your laughing mixing in with all the ruckus the guys are making brings another genuine smile to nirei's face.

this was his happy place, right here with you.

(just look at him omg... i-)

KIRYU MITSUKI

nicknames

"ah! mitsuki, look at this top, isn't it adorable?!" completely in love with the clothing piece, you show it to your boyfriend, waiting for his opinion on it.

"mhm, it'd look so pretty on you. and it'd fit with your new shoes!" kiryu adds, slightly wiggling his eyebrows up and down to convince you the top is a must-have! "come on~, tried it on for me."

kiryu locks his hands with yours before pulling you along with him to the dressing rooms.

you hand your boyfriend your handbag and jacket before picking out where you'll try the top on. "I'll be quick, kay?" you tell him, earning a smiley nod from him.

after some time, kiryu sees your hand coming out of the dressing room, signing to him to come in. chuckling, he goes into the small space.

"baby, look how small it is! 's like a baby size.." you mumble, still trying to adjust the top.

the back of your top gets adjusted by kiryu before he shakes his head, "baby-, I'll just go grab another size for you. this size could actually be a baby's size.." you giggle as you nod, planting a quick kiss on his cheek before letting him go look for a different size.

kiryu searches at the original spot, but he doesn't seem to find the other sizes. after a long while of searching and asking the employees, going through 3 floors searching for the top, and then suddenly remembering there's a fourth floor, kiryu finally finds the infamous top.

this piece of fabric better be the best clothing piece ever.

with the top in his, your boyfriend makes his way back to you, eager to see you wearing the right size this time.

he turns the corner to get to the dressing rooms when he hears your voice. you're sitting on the couch, talking to some guy. that isn't a bad thing, it really isn't! what is, though, is the fact that the guy was giving you heavy heart eyes as he grabbed your phone to add his number. like yes, you're pretty, gorgeous, stunning, but you're taken, so no, thank you!

"h-hey.. maybe we should y'know go there togeth-"

"hey, princess, I found your top," kiryu walts over to the sofa, standing in front of the two of you. his smile disappears almost immediately once he shifts his gaze to the man next to you. "and you are?"

you widen your eyes a bit at your boyfriend's sharp tone. "baby-," you mumble

kiryu's fixed stare started to make him feel fiddly as he starts awkwardly laughing. "h-hey man, didn't know she was taken.. was just hitting up a pretty girl, right?" he chuckles before standing up.

"mhm, next time, don't hit on my pretty girl, yeah?"

another awkward laugh flows out of the man's mouth as he leaves the dressing rooms.

"mitsuki-"

"don't even get me started," kiryu hands you the top. he motions for you to try I on before plopping on the couch again, still annoyed at the individual trying to get with his pretty girlfriend.

but all that pent-up annoyance and frustration suddenly goes right out the window when he sees you walking out of the fitting room. wow, you look incredible.

the way the top hugs your figure so elegantly yet somehow still remains a casual vibe, surprises him.

"baby? what do you think?"

"you look so pretty, princess.." kiryu wraps his arms around your waist before pulling you closer to him. "you always do."

kiryu's bank account might be experiencing an existential crisis because of all the items he bought you, but he couldn't care less when he sees you smile like that.

KAJI REN

teenie tiny bit of swearing / reader's wearing a skirt

where is that damn soda of yours?! kaji's been roaming the grocery store, searching for another soda for you because you were all "baby, they're buy 1 get 1 free!". and how could he tell you he wasn't in the mood to go to the back of the store to get it for you when you were puppy-eyeing him.

damn you. (he loves you)

if kusumi were there with him, kaji just knows he'd be poking fun at him, calling him a simp again.

finally, he found the bottled soda! he angrily grabbed it, making his way back to you, who stayed in line, waiting for your turn at the cash register.

kaji moves past families with full carts, jumps over children playing on the ground, and almost knocks over a fabric softener stand.

reaching the line at the register, he hears your laugh and follows it past the others in line to get to you. wait, who were you laughing at? as he stands behind you, you turn around to greet him.

"baby! this is kai, he was telling me all about some trivia about fruits!" you giggle, waiting for ren to greet the man in front of you, who had reached out his hand to him.

your boyfriend only stares at him before the man retrieves his hand, uncomfortably running it through his hair before letting out a forced chuckle.

you smile awkwardly, turning your head a little to kaji's side. "ren. be nice," you warn with a smile still on your face.

"anyway, did you know figs aren't fruits! they're inverted flowers, isn't that crazy?" you start rambling, hoping to dissipate the awkward situation. you were completely amazed at what the stranger told you. unbeknownst to you though, kaji was fuming, he was humming at your rambles whilst scowling at the man in front of you.

you should've seen how the stranger was looking at you before kaji stood next to you! his toothy smile, flirtatious glances, the man even playfully touched your shoulder. but you, of course, being the clueless person you are, thought he was just being friendly!

as you ended your newly learned trivia about fruits, you saw the man grabbing his stuff and hastily walking off.

"y-yeah well, was nice to meet you too.. bye.." the guy turns around, not even sparing you another glance.

kaji rolls his eyes as you too load up your groceries in a bag and start heading out.

"baby, you were so rude!" you state while taking a sip from your soda, and then offering it to him. "the guy was just being nice.."

grabbing the sods, kaji lets out a scoff. unamused with your cluelessness. "the guy was trying to get in your pants," kaji's eyes shot down, only to see you were wearing a skirt. "..uh skirt, whatever, you know what I'm getting at..!"

"ren, you're exaggerating so much it's starting to give me a headache!" you joke, locking your arm with his.

another sigh leaves kaji's mouth. "baby, why else would a guy randomly tell a pretty girl some shitty trivia in a grocery store if not to get close to you?!"

a moment of silence lingers between the two of you before you look back at your boyfriend. "... you think I'm pretty?" you deadpan, holding in your laugh as you see kaji literally breaking.

"I should've let him have you-" as your boyfriend hears your giggles a tiny smile creeps up his face.

"love you too, rennie."

his arm slings around your waist and holds you even tighter to him than usual.

kusumi's right, he definitely is a simp.

[yanderederee]

Orange Theory

Bofurin Edition

concept: The Orange Peel Theory is from a viral trend where you ask your partner to bring you an orange. If they bring it to you peeled and ready to eat, it indicates that they're thoughtful and caring. If they bring it to you with the rind still on, it could indicate a lack of consideration.

a/n:I tried sticking as closely to their character colors as I could٩( ᐛ )و I also tried including as many characters as I could, even lesser written characters like Tsubakino/Taiga/Kiryu/lowkey Kaji too lol… I hope you like and agree!♡

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Sakura Haruka

Poor boy would be so lost.

“I’m really craving an orange…” you mumbled to yourself.

“There’s some in the kitchen.” Sakura would reply casually, popping another grape in his mouth.

You’re silent for a while. Eventually he picks up on it and looks at you with a raised brow. “What’s up?” He’d ask.

“Can… you bring it to me please?” You’d ask. Sakura wouldn’t mind. He’d simply nod and hoist himself up, walk into the kitchen, and return with two unpeeled oranges. “I kinda want one too…”

He hands you one, distracted by the group chat on his phone as he began to peel the orange in his hand.

You were beginning to give up on the test, looking down at the unpeeled orange solemnly. “You haven’t touched your orange, you okay?” He’d ask, cluelessly.

“Im fine..” you’d reply, feeling silly for feeling so distant.

Sakura knows something’s up, so instead, he leans over, and takes the orange from your hand, replacing it with orange he had just peeled from his other hand. “If you wanted me to peel it for you, ya couldn’a said somethin’.”

Overall; 4/10. He sees you as a person who can do simple things for themselves, and may only feel the need to act more considerate if he notices you having a hard time.

Suou Hayato

The two of you decided on having a movie night at your place, and Suou thought it’d be courteous to bring a bag of oranges with him as a gift.

“You know what they say, oranges being good luck and prosperity.” (I was the one who wrote this and I still expected to proof-read ‘an orange a day keeps the doctor away.’)

Before you even had the chance to ask for one, he’s asking to use your kitchen to fix one up for you.

You agree, trying to watch him from the kitchen entrance. He smiles sweetly at you and politely asks you to wait for him in the movie viewing area.

It’s curious, but you do as he says.

He returns soon with a plate, neatly peeled and decorated.

Also asks if you would prefer a fork, if you didn’t want to risk getting your fingers sticky. It’s a little over the top, but he’s only trying to be considerate.

Overall: 11/10, He even saves the peels for Umemiya to use as compost. Encourages you to eat the entire plate, but will indulge in one if you insist.

Nirei Akihiko

Nirei asked if you’d like to binge your favorite show that night. As you both stopped by the store to pick up snacks for the binge, you remembered a couples trend, centered around the oranges in front of you.

You bought a couple, the excuse for them being one of your snacks for the night. Sweet Nirei praises you for making such a healthy snack choice, and even inspires him to put back some of his own snacks to live up to your example.

Just as you were about to begin the binge, you got very comfortable on the couch, and batted your eyelashes at your sweet boyfriend. “Can you bring me an orange please? I forgot them in the kitchen..”

Immediately agrees and hops up from beside you and to the kitchen.

He’s very happily humming to himself as he’s concentrating on the orange, walking back to the couch trying to get a good peel started.

Poor Nirei is so bad at it though, only able to peel off little bits of rind at a time. Half way through the first episode, the orange is crudely peeled, and he’s holding a slice out to you for you to eat.

Overall: 9/10, while its poor, he peels the orange with no indication you need him to, and feeds it to you one by one. ♡

Sugishita Kyotaro

Oh no.

Umemiya led you to Furin’s back yard area, eager to show you and Sugishita the fruits(haha) of his labor; a freshly grown baby orange tree.

Sugishita is immensely proud of his senior, and praises him for his hard work. Umemiya sends you two off with only one orange, since he needs to share the few he did receive from this harvest with the others.

At first, Sugishita doesn’t want to eat it. He wants to preserve it for as long as he can because it was something his previous Umemiya grew.

After a few comments like “It’ll go bad soon, you wouldn’t want Umemiya-san’s efforts to go to waste, would you?”

No way in hell would Sugishita allow that.

Sugishita hands you the orange, perhaps too nervous of accidentally crushing the fruit with his immense strength.

If you’re too slow on the take to peel it, he will accept the task. However, his worries are warranted, you discover, when he shares a slightly soft and dripping orange with you.

Overall: 5/10. He’ll initially wait for you to peel the orange, but he’s too impatient and will offer to do it instead. It’s slightly crushed, but that’s okay.

Hiragi Toma

You asked Hiragi to come over and help you with some yard work. Of course he’s happy to help.

During a break from the work, you lazily asked him to bring you an orange while sitting in front of the box fan.

He chuckles, kisses your sweaty cheek, and walks off to fulfill your request.

It takes him a minute, until he asks from the door way, “Can I go ahead and make some juice outta these?”

You blink wide at him, unexpectedly. “If… if you want to.” You mumble in response.

He nods, hustling back into the kitchen, before he begins peeling multiple oranges, and blending them up and straining them to make a fresh orange juice.

He returns with two full glasses and a half pitcher resting in your fridge. “You’ve worked hard today, hopefully this helps.”

Overall: 11/10, one of Hiragi’s love languages is acts of service, and of service he is to you all the time. Mr. “You want it? I got it.”

Kiryu Mitsuki

Sweeet sweet baby.

The two of you are just hanging out in his room, listening to whatever bedroom-pop song he put on while you both scrolled on your phones.

You come across the orange theory while on a social media app; and grin.

“Mitsuu~ I’d like an orange~.” You singsong to your boyfriend.

Kiryu looks up from his phone, and lazily hums. “Good idea~ can you bring me up one too?” He asks.

Your mouth almost hits the floor at his casual tone, but it ends when you see him hoist himself up from the bed, laughing “Just kidding angel~ I’ll be right back.”

Holding one of his many plushies close to your side, you wait for your boyfriend.

Kiryu returns with an unpeeled orange and a knife. The knife takes you by surprise at first, but once he sits at his little table and begins working on the orange, you realize he’s cutting it into sections with the rind on.

He offers you a slice with a lazy smile. Once you take it, he quickly pops a slice into his own mouth, making a cute wide orange smile.

The unexpected action sends you into a fit of laughter, your adorable boyfriend only grinning wider and blushing at how cute you are.

Overall: 10/10 I guess? He loves seeing you smile and actively does things to make you do so.

Kaji Ren

Oop

The two of you will be chilling on the Furin rooftop, enjoying the cool breeze and quiet hours, now that everyone was finally gone.

The only sound coursing through the air was the music escaping from his headphones, which lay carefully by his side, instead of his neck, so you could both enjoy the tune.

A bag of snacks lay between the two of you. You felt a bit peckish, so you glanced over at the bag and spotted an orange. Quickly, you get the idea to test the orange theory.

“Re~n, could you give me the orange?” You ask, feigning your inability to get it yourself as he was closer to the bag than you were.

Kaji looked over and spotted the orange from the bag. He reached over with ease and made a gesture like he was preparing to underhand throw it at you.

You quickly crossed your arms to show you did Not want him to throw it. He considered his options for a second, before huffing, sitting up, and leaning over so the orange was just a few inches from your reach.

‘Damn.’ You frowned. ‘Maybe this wasn’t the right opportunity to ask?’

Kaji noticed the disappointment on your face, but even after staring at you and trying to figure out what was causing your sour mood, he couldn’t imagine why. He gave you the orange just like you asked, and didn’t throw it.

“What?” He asks bluntly, causing you to flinch. “Nothing.” You replied back, closing your eyes to enjoy the evening breeze once again.

However, your answer was unsatisfactory, and your orange was left untouched. He really had no idea what he did wrong.

Kaji walks over to you, and squats to glare at you. “Quit lyin’ ‘n just spit it out.” He’d press. If you kept being stubborn, he’d just tickle you ruthlessly until he got his answer.

“T-the orange..! Aha—it, ehe… it w-was a test!” You yelped. Once you came clean, Kaji would stop just for a second to let you explain further.

Once you explained it clearly for him, his expression only soured further, tickling you even more sternly. You screamed for him to stop but he refused.

“That’s so dumb, of course I care about you. If you want me to peel a damn orange just say so, ‘n I’ll do it.” He huffed, finally releasing you and sitting by your side.

Overall, 1/10. Kaji is extremely caring and indeed will do anything for you, as long as he knows what’s expected of him. He’s doesn’t much appreciate his affections being tested in such a lame way though.

Taiga Tsugeura

Sweet angel child

You agreed to come over to his house and spot him as he did his usual muscle training routine.

Once he’s finally tired himself out, he begins talking about wanting a healthy snack. He’s going through the options he has while raiding through his cabinets.

As he does this, you notice a load of fruit in his fruit bowl. “You should eat a banana Taiga. Would you mind getting me an orange while you’re there, please?” You’d ask him nicely.

He grins as bright as the sun at your suggestion. “Great thinkin’ Y/n!!” He’s quick to grab both the banana and orange from the bowl. Before he can hand you the orange, his grin becomes more mischievous.

“Check this out,” he says with pride, holding the fruit in both hands. Then, with a quick snap, he rips the orange in half.

You’re BAFFLED. mouth agape and simply, STUNNED. Your shocked expression is all he wanted. He laughs hard, and displays the two halves face up, his own face in the middle.

“Cool huh!” He asks, before doing the same thing with the banana. “Want me to break the rest up for ya?”

Honestly, you aren’t sure what to say.

Overall: 7/10. He… does? It? But it’s more because he wants to show off a cool skill of his than he’s doing it for your sake. He also always asks you if you want him to peel your oranges, so… the thought is there.

Tsubakino Tasuku

Aaaaahh! (Post edited to use he/him pronouns)

You were cuddled up with Tsubaki in his bed after a long day. After a well deserved nap, you woke up when Tsubaki gently slid out from under you, assumingely to use the bathroom or something necessary.

Groggily, you reached out your hand, and whined. “Dar~ling~ ‘so snacky… can.. you bring me back… an orange… pleeeeasssse…”

Tsubaki thought you were the absolute cutest. “Of course my dove~” he would kiss your forehead and pat your hair down sweetly. “I’ll be right back.”

You fell back asleep, but when you did wake up, you saw Tsubaki only a few feet away painting his nails. “Ah! You fell asleep before I got back, you know!” He pouted.

You giggled an apology, and looked around for the orange you’d asked for. “On the nightstand darling.” Tsubaki helped direct you.

You are not expecting to look over and see a dazzling fruit assortment waiting for you. Halved grapes, thinly sliced strawberries, heart shaped banana slices, and bite sized mandarin oranges, all neatly assorted in a bowl…. With a sprinkle of sugar making the entire display shine.

You’re stunned, gasping at the beautiful display. “It’s so cute!! All for me?” You asked, glazed eyes seeking your partner out. He giggled back. “Of course all for you~ enjoy!” And blew you a kiss.♡

Overall: ∞/10. Are you kidding me? Tsubaki ABSOLUTELY would go ABOVE and BEYOND for the ones he loves, ESPECIALLY his partner. PUT SOME RESPECT ON BABE’S NAME RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME!!!

Umemiya Hajime

As much as your boyfriend wishes he could grow a fruit tree of his own, he knows that they take time. So, he settles for easy to grow vine fruits like Strawberries and blueberries.

He loves making you an assortment of berries, and presenting them to you with love. It’s so so very sweet.

ALWAYS encourages you to eat vegetables and fruits, even if you’re not in the mood for them. “They’re super good for your health y/n!”

So you indulge him.

When it’s you who’s asking instead, “Can you bring me an orange please?” He’s elated.

“YES MA’AM!” He all but yells, rushing to get you just that.

Umemiya returns with two imperfectly peeled oranges. He’s a little clumsy with it, but he’s just excited.

Loves sharing food with you and will hand feed you them like a goddess.

Overall, 12/10. The assignment is to gauge one’s thoughtfulness, and Umemiya blows it out of the water. He wants nothing but the best for you and aims to give it to you tenfold.

[ichiharasenrii]

when you're in a sakura haruka glazing competition and your opponent is nirei akihiko😥😂

he’s so cute AHHHHHー🥰🥰🥰

[the-mighty-e]

I forgot I have Wind Breaker fans

I love them a whole lot 🥺

[eevees-hobbies]

Don't Threaten Me With a Good Time!

This is a response to this anon request: Hii can i request wind breaker boys : bofurin and shishitoren with a reader that love to flirt and hard to flustered although they tried to do it back? Thank you

Author’s Note: Thank you, Anon, for being my first Wind Breaker request! I feel like we were on the same wavelength because I was planning on doing a flirt fic/headcanon, but you beat me to it! Unshy and bold is how I like to write my readers, too!

Content Warning: Fem!Reader x Characters. Not smut but highly suggestive in some parts. Use of the word slut in the beginning background piece, a brief examination of the word and scenarios in which it’s weaponized. If you’re not into that, feel free to skip that part. But I’ve seen what some of you all are into and seen some of those reblogs—you know who you are, so spare me. You’re also a major flirt. Like, you’re at a 10 on the flirt scale. Go, you! Nothing too explicit, but here’s what we’re working with: mention of panties in Sakura’s. Kaji needs to learn to keep items inside of his mouth…unless? Suo intends to punish you so pick a god and pray. Hiragi needs you to chill out…but say more, please. Umemiya is too shy to ask you to call him Daddy (please call him Daddy). Togame tells you what you’ll be sitting on by the end of the night (also mention of alcohol in his). Nirei is a cute little bean <3. Minors Don’t Interact.

As always, I appreciate comments, reblogs, and likes. Requests are as open as my legs are for Haruka Sakura’s dick.

Word Count: 2.8K

Dividers by Saradika. Story banner by me.

Background: How You Got Here

You’ve always hated the word ‘slut’

It’s not that you wouldn’t personally consider yourself one. Depending on your ideologies, reclaiming the word can feel liberating and you find that to be true for yourself. 

You consider yourself to be naturally flirty, sexy, bold, and charismatic. You can also be a bit of a tease and have slut-like-tendancies in the bedroom, so, sure, a slut. And for the right person or people, if you’re feelin’ nasty, you’re willing to be whatever they want you to be. 

You’ve just grown to hate the word because slut is often used to mischaracterize a woman that men often can’t understand. 

They can’t, or choose not to, understand a woman who is vocal about who she wants and how she wants it. 

They call women sluts who do the chasing.

They call women sluts who fuck on the first date. 

They call women sluts who don’t fuck on the first date. 

The word slut has lost all meaning.

Patriarchy issues aside, this wouldn’t be a problem if you didn’t also have a mouth on you. So when some low-life-loser cat calls you from across the street, asking if you got a man and then calling you a slut because you chose not to answer in front of his five loser friends, you turn around and yell, “Sorry, buddy! Experiencing disappointing sexual experiences isn’t on my bingo card for tonight!”

“What the FUCK did you just say to me?”

And contrary to what some may say, you aren’t fucking stupid. You know what happens to women when a man hates them and decides that you’re the object of their rage.

So, you often find yourself running in situations like this. Running until your lungs are about to explode and the only thing keeping you going is adrenaline and the fear that that word—and your mouth—might get you snuffed out. 

You’re looking over your shoulder as your assailants close the distance, painfully aware that this can’t go on for too much longer when you collide with someone’s chest. Strong hands grip your arms, anchoring you in place. 

You look up, expecting to see one of the men from the group but you’re instead taken aback by the stranger in front of you. He seems like the kind of boy you’d let call you a slut—-his close-mouthed smile disarms you, and even though it doesn’t reach his eyes, you’re almost certain he’s someone you can trust. You don’t have too many options right now, anyway!

His tassel earrings swing as he raises his head from looking down at you, and his eyes follow the sound of running feet emerging from the alley. 

“Oh? You look like you could use some help. Stand over there for me?” He tilts his head when asking you the question, but part of you feels like he’s not really asking, so you nod and watch with bated breath as the young man methodically mows down every one of the men. 

Afterward, he turns to you, pristine and perfect, “I can’t let you walk home alone after that.”

“Sure,” you say, taking his outstretched hand. What’s your name? I have to know the name of the person who just saved me.”

“Oh, I guess that’s a fair point. My name is Hayato Suo. It’s nice to meet you despite the circumstances.”

It’s not long after that event that you fall into the protection of the Bofurin & Shishitoren men; your natural charisma quickly gets you in their good graces and earns you a special spot among their ranks. You give off mascot vibes—if mascots were cute and didn’t have gigantic, scary bodies!

Hanging out with them means being yourself without experiencing judgment or retribution. Your laid-back persona and flirting are met with laughs, blushes, and even sometimes flirtation in return. You’ve never felt more at home than with them. 

Haruka Sakura

Flirting with Haruka Sakura is like flirting with a brick wall; either he notices and chooses to ignore the situation as his face turns a crimson red, or he’ll yell at you for being a pervert in public. And both of those reactions are equally cute, so when one day you’re sitting at a booth at Cafe Pothos—-with Sakura, Suo & Nirei—-you decide that this is the perfect environment to get him riled up.

You gently knock your shoe against Sakura’s, which earns you an eyebrow twitch as he continues to shovel food into his mouth. Oblivious as always. 

You do it again to prove that it wasn’t an accidental nudge. Sakura’s eyes shoot up to yours, frantic because this is something you would do. His eyes are met with your innocent smile and subtle shoulder shrug.

As you all continue eating (excluding Suo, who enjoys a cup of tea), you gradually move your foot up his leg until it rests between his thighs. Sakura is trembling like a leaf, eyes darting between the faces of your friends, who could very well notice that you’re trying to get him to play footsie under the table. What if they notice? 

The meal concludes; Suo and Nirei exit the restaurant, and you and Sakura linger for a bit. Part of you hopes that he’ll call out your behavior, but he’s doing his best eye-avoidant routine. As you rise to leave, Sakura stops you, grabbing you by the hem of your sleeve and pushing you into the last booth at the back of the restaurant, where the line of sight is blocked.

Sakura climbs on top of you, your bodies crammed into the leather booths in a way that feels deliciously intimate. His hands are holding your arms at your sides, and his knee settles in between your thighs—and you are now more than ever painfully aware of how high your skirt has bunched up as his knee is dangerously close to brushing up against the seat of your panties. 

“Y-you can’t control yourself in public, can you!?” Sakura practically spits out. He’d sound angry to anyone else, but that’s not what you see in his eyes. 

You look up at him, mesmerized by his vulnerability and the proximity of his well-placed knee. "Do you want me to stop, Haruka?”

He again avoids eye contact with you, but the way he bites his lip gives him away, “No, I-i didn’t say that.”

Akihiko Nirei 

“Have you added anyone else to that book of yours, Nirei?”

Nirei beams at you. You’re one of the few people who takes an interest in the compendium of facts and stats he’s collected about the others. He flips through the pages and starts pointing out information he’s added since you’ve last spoken.

You nod along, taking a genuine interest in what he says; you barely notice your hand moving up to brush away a strand of hair that had fallen out of place. His cheeks tinge pink, and he stutters as he continues to read to you.

After he’s done hyper-fixating, a comfortable silence sits between you.

“What do you have about me?” you say, leaning closer to him. You’re teasing him; you don’t exchange blows like the subjects in his journals, so there’s no practical reason for him to collect information on you. That’s what you think until he reaches into his back pocket and brandishes a small notebook with your name on the front. 

“I-i uh have the basic demographics, but uh…still need the more personal things like your favorite color and food.”

“What about my bra size?”

“B-bra….” The pencil in his hand snaps, and he looks everywhere but at you. “I uh… s-sure! I’ll take that if you’d like me to!”

You laugh; you genuinely find him endearing. “I’m kidding! We haven’t even had our first date yet, Nirei!”

He looks at you, pulling out a new pencil from seemingly nowhere. “Well, once I find out what food you like, I’ll add the anniversary date of our first date here, too.”

Ren Kaji

Flirting with Kaji feels dangerous, but you do you, friend. You, as an individual, and the way compliments flow easily from your lips makes Kaji uncomfortable, and he admittedly doesn’t understand why someone as gorgeous as you gives him the time of day. It isn’t until you somehow become closer that the absence of your flirting with him sets off blaring alarm bells. 

Are you ok? 

Who did this to you?  

Who does he have to kill?!

As you thumb through the vinyl at your local record store, you feel a bump against your shoulder. You look up and see your favorite platinum blond guard dog; his headphones are settled around his neck, heavy metal pouring from the earphones. His piercing gaze is a clear indication that you might be in trouble. Oops. 

“You mad at me or somethin’?”

You raise an eyebrow at him, “Mad? Why do you think that?”

“You haven’t been pestering me lately, and it feels…odd.”

You can see him chewing on the inside of his cheek, even with the round sucker placed snugly in his mouth. 

“Ohhhhhh, no, Kaji! I was giving you a break, but if you insist on flirting, how about-”

“Shut up,” he pulls the sucker out of his mouth and presses it against your lips, watching as you purse your glossed lips and kiss the candy. Neither of you breaks eye contact; an unspoken threat between you dares the other to yield first. His eyes narrow as you poke your tongue out and stroke the sides with intentional, slow licks.

“Tch!” he turns quickly, marching away from you. Despite his back being turned, you can tell by the way his arm raises that he’s now placing that saliva-soaked sucker in his mouth. 

Hayato Suo 

Suo might be one of two people on this list who might be a worthy opponent for you. How do you flirt with someone who is perpetually unbothered? Good question! I see your flirting as back-and-forth quips, playful jabs at one another that get increasingly sexual and oddly specific throughout the day.

If you meet up with the group and one strand of your hair is out of place, Suo chirps, “Bedhead, huh? What were YOU doing last night?”

If you see Suo break a sweat after an intense fight, “Wow, Suo! You really need to work on your stamina. I can imagine a few ways to help with that.”

Sure, it’s all in good fun, but there’s a sexual undertone to it all; between the smiles and sarcastic comments, you’re both participating in your special version of foreplay, and you have never been more turned on. 

Everyone around you thinks you should get a room, and as sunset approaches, you two do exactly that.

“Ready to work on that stamina, Suo?” you chide as you push him against the wall in your apartment. You know you’ll pay for man-handling him later, but that’s part of the fun, isn’t it?

His earrings sway back and forth from the force, but he gazes down at you with smoldering ruby-toned eyes. Every smart-mouthed remark you’ve said that day replays in his head, contributing to his desire to make you atone for your brattiness.

“Yes, Y/N and I promise I won’t let you out of bed with your hair a mess like I did this morning.”

Hajime Umemiya

The complexity of Hajime Umemiya should be a case study. You’ve witnessed his laid-back nature as he jokes with friends, and you’ve seen the scary side of him that bubbles over when anyone threatens those he’s closest to. 

You’re truly attracted to both sides, but when it comes to you and the way you tease him, running manicured nails through his gelled hair and scratching gently at his scalp, he’s putty in your hands.

One of your favorite ways to experience Umemiya is meeting him in his element: his garden. It allows you to bond with him, and he often shares information about his life. Somewhere, Sugishita is biting his fist. 

“Big brother,” you whine as you plant okra, “am I doing this right?”

Umemiya’s eyes widen, and he looks at you across the garden. In what feels like seconds, he’s kneeling in front of you, your hands cupped in his own. “Y-you can’t call me that!”

You blink, confused, “you tell everyone to call you that.”

“I don’t want YOU to call me that.”

“Why not?”

“Because it’s weird when someone you…like…calls you big brother. It’s worse than being called a friend!”

You snort, but when you meet his eyes, you quickly straighten. Oh! He’s serious! 

“So, not into me calling you big brother even during our ‘private moments?’ What about ‘Daddy?’ How do you feel about that?”

He laughs loudly—not because he thinks that was especially hilarious—but because you just make him nervous. 

“You can call me Hajime or…’my boyfriend?’ Yeah, let's stick with my boyfriend!”

“Not Daddy?”

“I won’t stop you! Now, how about that okra???”

Toma Hiragi

“You’re a pain in my ass.”

Hiragi’s simultaneously rubbing a knot out of his neck while chastising you. You found yourself in an all too familiar situation, running errands when a drunken man approached you and began to hurl “that word” in your direction when he didn’t find your reaction to his advances to be appropriate: same shit, different day.

As you were looking for an escape route, Hiragi rounded the corner and snatched the man by the collar—it was almost comical to see the drunkard's feet dangle feverishly off the ground. With a scowl and a threat from Hiragi, he was stumbling off.

You sigh, “I don’t mean to be a burden, Hiragi. But something on my forehead must read, ‘fuck with me’ because this is becoming a common occurrence.”

“I didn’t mean it like that,” he grumbles, “I just find myself worrying about you too much. Might give you my jacket to keep these creeps at bay.” 

Before the last syllable leaves his lips, he’s stuttering and trying to walk the statement back, “I mean uh…or any Bofurin jacket! We have boxes of these somewhere! Not mine, per se.”

You smile, placing a hand on his toned bicep. “I’d love to wear my protector's jacket.”

You need not say more. He removes his oversized jacket and places it over your shoulders. The smell of him and the warmth he left behind makes your heart flutter. You give him your best grin, “you know you’re never getting this back, right?”

“See? A pain in my ass. With a mouth like that, I’m goin’ to have to teach you how to fight.” 

You lean into his arm, “With a mouth like this, you might have to teach me more than how to fight.”

“Jesus.”

Jo Togame 

Jo Togame is the other person on this list who’ll give you a run for your money when trying to flirt. He may seem turtle-adjacent, but his rebuttals to your flirtation attempts are quick. 

You’ve been shooting Togame smoldering glances for the entirety of the night, and even though Shishitoren men surround him, he’ll catch you looking, give you a lopsided grin, and then turn his attention back to the group,

You lick your lips. The draw of his signature sweatpants, black, loose-fitting tee, and Shishitoren jacket is doing something to you. 

And maybe it’s because you’re on your fifth shot of mystery concoction, and the music they’re playing at the house party makes you feel bold and think that what you’re about to do is a good idea. 

With all the courage you can muster, you walk up to Togame. He tilts his head in your direction, but you can see amusement in his jade-colored eyes.

“Took you long enough. Thought you were never gonna get tired of starin’ at me.”

“Dance with me!” you yell over the music. You can feel everyone in the group sizing you up and waiting to hear how Togame responds. 

He puts his beer down and takes your hand. You pull him to the center of the room, where a makeshift dance floor has been constructed. You allow the music to move you before you can talk yourself out of whatever is happening. Togame puts his hand on your waist and allows you to grind against him and to the beat. 

“You like the idea of making me nervous, huh?”

You stand on the tips of your toes to get as close to his ear as possible, “You caught me! Is it working?”

He chuckles and shakes his head, “No because I know exactly how this night is going to end.”

Your heart picks up a bit as his hands slide down from your waist and rest above your ass.

“How?” You squeak.

“With you grinding just like this on my dick.”

You open your mouth to respond, but he presses his lips against yours, his kiss hot and hungry. 

Your eyes flutter closed, and you agree that this night will likely end how he prophesized.

[ambigirl]

Wind breaker season 2 announcement for 2025!!!!

Keel arc on its way to break the Internet!!!

[finn-cipher]

Caught

[unonoyouwont]

saw this one art template, i couldn't resist drawing them together.

[witch--btch]

fanart by: @SOSKNR

Please support the artist on their preferred platform♡

[101suouexpressions]

(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*) （・◇・） (O・O)

^ THATS LITERALLY THEM!!!

[qweaenr]

WIND BREAKER - Sketches

[yoshikoooo]

WIND BREAKER| HCS

Synopsis: Furin boys when they found out that Reader Have another side to them. Featuring: Sakura Haruka, Nirei Akihiko, Suo Hayato, Kaji Ren, Hajime Umemiya. Warnings: no established relationship, Reader is a civilian, Violence, Slight ooc, fluff if you squint.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･SAKURA HARUKA °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

He always believed you were the kindest.

You were someone he knew from Makochi Town, helping out at a small bakery—that’s how you met the monochrome-haired delinquent.

No matter the situation, you remained calm. Smiling. Saying everything was okay, that you were fine. "Oh my, I'm fine, thank you"

Even when the shop was nearly wrecked—tables overturned, chairs scattered—because some fucking idiots guys decided to cause trouble, you simply sighed.

Furin did came in minutes, beating those guys that you almost cast divine punishment on them.

sakura looking at you more intently made you notice him, and simply waved at him.

in which he blushed and looked away.

With Furin’s help, the shop was cleaned up in no time, and as thanks, you handed them warm bread before they went on their way.

And yet, little did they know—inside, you were boiling.

That heavy, searing feeling churned in your chest, clawing at you from within.

Your fingers clenched around the wooden spatula, staring into nothing, oblivious to the world around you.

Sakura, for some reason, had turned back. Just to check on you one last time.

That’s when he saw it.

The spatula in your grip, now broken. Your expression hollow, eyes dark as they met his.

A shiver ran down his spine.' D-Dangerous..' that's what his instinct is telling him.

"Y/n..?"

At the sound of his voice —your lips curled into a smile.

"Oh? Sakura san, You forgot something?"

-----

₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆AKIHIKO NIREI ₊‧˙⋆˚｡⁺⋆

Your name in his notebook was simple. Only one word defined you. "Angel."

You were helping your grandmother run the small shop.

Always gentle, always kind. That’s how he knew you. That’s how everyone knew you.

And with that, you were almost childhood friends with everyone in makochi town including Nirei.

You even cheered for him and supported him when he decided to go to furin.

But why Angel? Because with the way you spoke—soft, warm, like a breeze on a summer afternoon—it was impossible to call you anything else.

Nirei had watched you before, from the sidelines. And all he ever saw was a ray of sunshine.

Someone who looked at the world, at people, without the slightest trace of judgment.

You never saw anyone as lower than you. Never looked at people like they were trash.

He didn’t think you could.

Even when he shared to you his cowardly side, You simply listened to him.

"Sometimes… being a coward is a good thing, Nirei-kun."

And just like that, the nickname stuck.

Until one night—when he saw you in an alley.

A fist, swinging. Connecting. A sickening thud.

The man—someone who looked eerily similar to one of the thugs who had trashed your shop—stumbled back, groaning in pain.

Nirei’s breath hitched.

Is that… really you?

Or just someone who looks like you?

Was his notebook wrong?

His thoughts halted when your eyes met his.

But you? You simply smiled. That same soft, familiar smile. The one he had seen a thousand times before.

"Hey Nirei kun"

Your voice was light, warm—like you hadn’t just driven your fist into someone’s ribs moments ago.

"It's getting late, why are you still out here?"

____

୭ ˚.⁺⊹ .ᐟHAYATO SUO ୭ ˚.⁺⊹ .ᐟ

To everyone, you were that naive kid. Dense, clueless, and impossibly pure.

Suo never argued against it.

Why would he? You were Nirei’s little sister, and because of that, the two of you met often.

But why naive?

Maybe it was how you never hesitated to help strangers with directions—even when those strangers were covered in tattoos, gripping metal bats, their very presence radiating danger.

Or maybe it was the time an obviously shady man—black hoodie, sunglasses, and a mask covering half his face—offered to “help” with your groceries.

Without a second thought, you handed over the bags with a bright smile.

The man sprinted off.

One of the clerks stood frozen in shock. "Y/n! He just stole your groceries!"

"Huh..?"

Suo was nearby and stepped in. The guy didn’t get far.

When Suo heard the whole story, he laughed so hard tears formed in his eyes. "You’re seriously something else."

To him, you were fun. Not in a mocking way—he genuinely found your naivety charming.

"It’s not every day you meet someone who can’t tell when they’re in danger," he’d say, patting your head gently.

"But that innocence? It’s kind of nice."

Innocence, huh?

That belief shattered the day Nirei got beaten up.

The first-year Furins were walking altogether, and suo carrying your brother trailed behind them.

They seemed to notice you from afar and approached you. You tilted your head confused,

" eh? Suo san... brother...?"

That was the only word you managed before your phone cracked under the pressure.

The sharp snap echoed in the air.

No one missed it.

Suo, usually the one amused by your antics, felt something unsettling crawl up his spine.

"Who did this to you?"

____

✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧✮KAJI REN ✩°｡⋆⸜ 🎧✮

You and Kaji had always been close—mostly because he constantly dropped by your shop to buy candies.

It was a small, cozy place you had been taking care of since your grandparents.

"The usual?" you asked without looking up, already reaching for his favorite candies.

A simple nod came from the blonde, the slight rustling of his hoodie the only response.

"Come again."

"Yeah."

That was the usual exchange between you and Kaji.

Simple, routine, familiar.

Even with his headphones on, drowning out the world, he still knew—everyone in the neighborhood liked you. How could they not?

The shop was a little busier than usual, people coming and going, voices blending into the background.

And Kaji—he couldn't seem to tear his eyes away from you.

The way your hands moved so gently, carefully packing each bag as if it were gold.

The soft hum in your voice as you greeted each customer with a cheerful smile.

He blinked. 'Wait, what the hell am I thinking?'

Tearing his gaze away, he stuffed his hands into his pockets and left the store, shaking his head.

You caught the sight of his retreating back, a small furrow forming on your brow.

Kaji didn’t get far before some low-life thugs decided to pick a fight.

Even without his vice-captains, this was nothing. A couple of swings, a few cracked ribs—this should’ve been over in seconds.

Should've been.

"Move, and this old man will die!"

Kaji’s jaw tightened as he turned, his last lollipop breaking between his teeth.

One of the thugs had grabbed a frail old man

But before the bastard could even tighten his grip—

A sharp kick sent the thug flying, his body crumpling to the pavement with a sickening thud.

The old man stumbled free, coughing, but unharmed.

Kaji blinked.

And there you were.

Standing over the fallen thug, looking completely unfazed.

He stared at you like you had just done something outrageous.

You dusted off your hands, lips curling into something almost amused.

"That's my customer, you jerks."

・✦ʚ♡ɞ✦・UMEMIYA HAJIME・✦ʚ♡ɞ✦・

That guy’s famous as hell—of course, he is. He’s the one leading Furin.

despite all that reputation, Hajime Umemiya is just your regular at the flower shop.

Always checking out different fertilizers, running his fingers over the leaves of new plants like he actually knows what he’s doing.

"Oh, Hajime-san, I got some new ones in."

People liked to say the two of you were alike—aloof, carefree, always carrying that easygoing energy.

Hajime had heard it, too, but he never took it seriously.

Because to him, you were the opposite of violent.

With hands as gentle as yours, arranging petals and carefully nurturing life, there was no way you had a mean bone in your body.

You, who smiled at him so softly, who carried the scent of flowers instead of blood and sweat— you were nowhere near his dirty world.

That’s what he believed.

On his way to grab his usual supply of fertilizer, he spotted the mess before he even reached the shop—

scattered soil, shattered pots, the scent of crushed leaves hanging heavy in the air.

And then, a body flew out of the doorway.

Hajime barely had time to register what the hell just happened before more guys scrambled to escape.

stumbling over broken pots and spilled dirt.

And then, you stepped out.

Dark eyes shadowed under the morning light, fists clenched tight.

Hajime was about to step in, to say something, to do something—but then your gaze met his.

A slow, deliberate look. Not shaken. Not apologetic. Just… steady.

A chill curled down his spine.

Then you spoke, voice light, almost conversational.

"Oh, Hajime-san, you ever heard the sound of a jaw breaking? It’s kind of satisfying."

________

Happy Valentines ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[sunnyangy]

I loved your drunk reader x windbreaker boi work so much!!

Could you maybe do a similar style one with the same boys but it’s them showing up at your apartment in the middle of the night because they miss you and couldn’t sleep? I think that would be so cute 🥹

🐚 Synopsis : Umemiya, Togame, Sakura, Nirei and Kaji can’t sleep at night, so they come to you !

🫧 Notes : first i wanted to apologize to anon for doing this so late !! but i’m back from my big break now and i will be doing my old requests <3 thank you to all of those that are still here, i love y’all !! <3

🐬 wc : 494, 447, 470, 401, 359

23h46. That was the hour indicated by the small oven, the number casting a red light on your apartment.

The silence of the room was suddenly disturbed by the door opening. The person who was pushing it was doing it carefully, seemingly not wanting to make any noise.

But you weren't sleeping, and you heard the soft click of it when it closed back behind the person. You were frozen in your bed, scared of who this might be. That could have been your boyfriend, Umemiya, but when he came, he always sent you a text beforehand to not scare you.

You slowly stood up, silently walking out of your room in the dark, the remote of your TV in your hands as if you held a baseball bat.

Your hand reached for the light switch, abruptly turning it on, hoping to catch by surprise the intruder.

But what was your surprise when the only thing you saw was Umemiya standing in the middle of the room, his eyes wide and his body coiled like a spring. You took a second to realise it wasn't an intruder, and you dropped the weird defensive stance.

"... Ume??"

"Hi sweetheart.. I.. Uh.. I didn't wanna scare you.. But my phone died on the way, I couldn't send a text.."

You couldn't do anything but sigh, dropping the remote on the couch as you walked up to him, putting your arms around his neck as you hugged him tight, before discarding him of his scarf and his vest.

"Look at you, all soaked.. Why did you come now ? It's pouring outside.."

You said with a slight pout, going towards your kitchen cabinet. But you felt his strong arms wrap around you, preventing you from moving as he kissed the back of your head.

"I couldn't sleep, and I wanted to come here.. Don't bother getting me a hot chocolate, I'm tired now.."

You sighed softly, turning back towards him as you reached to his hair, trying to wipe off the droplets. He reached down, gently kissing you lovingly. Both of you then went back towards your room, as you shut off the light again.

"You got some of your clothes on my desk chair baby, and a sweater on the hanger if you're cold."

He thanked you, changing his clothes in the dark as he heard you get back in your bed, pulling the covers on you.

After a few minutes, you felt him slide in too, immediately pulling you against him, pressing your bodies flush to share as much warmth as you could.

"I'll make sure to send you a text next time sweetie.. Sleep well, I love you.."

He mumbled with the softest voice, caressing your head and your back, and kissing your forehead. You smiled stuffing your face in his neck as you closed your eyes.

"I love you too my Haji, but trust me next time I'm hitting you with that remote.."

Togame was laying in his bed, looking up to the ceiling. He wanted to sleep, he knew he needed to, but he could not.

When he closed his eyes, his brain couldn't help but display some images of you on his eyelids, your laugh resonnating in his mind, and he found himself missing the feeling of your arms around his torso.

Even while turning around in his sheets, hugging a pillow, stuffing his face in one of your shirts, he couldn't fall asleep. He needed to be with you, he missed you too much.

After long minutes of deep sighs and annoyed grunts, he decided to finally stand up, lazily putting on his clothes, his orange vest, and slid into his geta. He didn't even tie up his hair, just putting his glasses on his nose and getting out of his apartment, yawning and rubbing his eyes.

He walked in the dark streets, his shadow casted on the ground because of the street lamps. He walked slowly, but he was determined to reach his target : you.

You were sleeping rather deeply, until you heard your phone buzz a few times. You ignored it, too groggy to do anything, and fell back asleep. Your phone kept lighting up, displaying some texts from "Togababe<3".

"Baby can I come over ? I don't have any ramune left and stores are closed"

"Babyyy ?"

"You up ?"

"Well you're probably sleeping but I need my ramune anyways, you won't hold it against me if I bring you some snacks"

"I'm there, open to me baby"

But Togame was still facing the door, and it was not opening. He sighed, thinking for a moment, before sticking his hand in his pants pocket.

He smiled, feeling the cold metal of keys under his fingertips. He forgot he had kept your keys when he had to go get something in your apartment, one time you were away, and he was glad to have them right now.

He silently opened the door, discarding his geta to the side as she walked quietly up to your room. He slowly kneeled next to your sleeping form, his hand reaching to caress your forehead and the top of your head, gently petting your hair and moving his fingers up your scalp. He gently kissed your forehead as well as your cheek.

"Hi baby.. I needed some ramune, but you won't mind I come sleep with you now that I'm here mh ?.."

He said, his voice deep yet quiet, as he slipped under the covers next to you, craddling you in his strong arms. He finally fell asleep in a minute, thanks to your presence with him.

Once again, Sakura was staring out of his window, sat on his futon. He stared up at the moon, just watching the dark sky, appreciating the silence that surrounded him.

Yet this silence allowed his thoughts to flow. Sakura always reminded himself of those feelings he had before Bofuurin, that feeling of having to balance himself on a rope, pulled down by all the laughs and mocks he had to face from his peers.

How he had to still go forward, despite his bruised feet, the tears falling on his cheeks, and the hands that grabbed at his ankles. The moon shone in his eyes, those very own eyes that reflected his past, that he couldn't get rid off.

He kept sighing, feeling his heart grow heavier. His throat was tightening, his eyes watering, and a knot was forming in his stomach. He knew this was going badly, and he didn't want to be alone through it. In a second, he was up, putting on his Fuurin vest and his shoes, almost running out of his little house.

He quickly made his way to your appartment, and stopped once he was in front of your door. He hesitated for a second, hoping he wouldn't disturb you, not wanting to annoy you. But he ended up knocking anyways, his voice raising.

"Baby ?.. It's me.. Sakura.."

Luckily for him, you were not asleep, too engrossed in the anime you were watching on your TV. But when you heard the knocks and his quiet voice, you immediately paused your show and stood up.

You almost ran to the door, opening it in a swift motion. Sakura was standing there, looking away from you, his breaths divided into small hiccups.

"....Sweetheart are you okay??.." you asked, reaching a hand to his cheek that you gently caressed.

He stepped in, closing the door behind himself, and pulled you in his arms, resting his head on top of yours.

"Sorry it's late I.. I just needed you.." he answered, his voice quiet and almost broken. His arms got tighter around you, hugging you closer to him, almost leaving no space.

"Can I sleep here ?.." he breathed out in your ear, stuffing his face in your neck with another shaky sigh.

You put one hand on his head and the other in his back, caressing them soothingly as you started to maybe understand what had him in this state. You knew him well enough to get it, to get that it was the same thing as always. You nodded, taking his hand to lead him to your bedroom.

"Sure baby sure!.. Come here.."

He followed you in the room, holding on your hand like a lifeline. He couldn't wait for the reassurance, the comfort he was going to get from your sweet and loving cuddles.

Nirei was laying in his bed, on top of the covers. The only light was coming from the moon outside, and yet he couldn't sleep.

He was stuck on his phone, scrolling through his gallery, looking at pictures of you both. Him and you, his beautiful girlfriend.

He was smiling like an idiot, watching all the pictures, videos, everything you did together and recorded. Things like baking together, doing his skincare, play fight, doing tiktok trends, etc. All of those sweet moments he loved to record in order to keep them forever.

But as he was watching all of this, he couldn't help but miss you. He missed you so damn bad. He wanted nothing but to be with you right now and create more of those amazing memories. But he was so far away, almost at the other side of city.

Thought that'd stop Nirei ? Of course not. He didn't dress up as fast in his life as right now, and almost ran all the way through the city.

He arrived at your door completely out of breath, sweating and barely holding on his legs. He knocked, hoping you'd be up, because he of course forgot the keys you gave him.

And luckily, after a few second, he saw the door slowly creek open, and he noticed you peering out, your eyes darting around until they landed on him. You instantly opened the door wide, reassured that it was only Nirei.

"Baby? What are you doing here?" you asked, before you finally noticed his state. "... You okay?"

He quickly nodded, before coming in and letting out a big sigh, taking his vest and shoes off.

"I'm sorry cupcake, it's late.. But I was watching some pics of us and I missed you.. Is it okay if I stay here for tonight ?"

You couldn't help but chuckle, before quickly nodding and hugging him tight. It wasn't the first time he had done this, but you never complained. You loved how much he was affectionate and needed your presence, he really made you feel loved.

"Of course you can!" You replied with another laugh, pulling him towards your room.

You made sure to spend the next few hours making more memories, more goofy and lovey dovey videos, as well as some cute pictures, before both of you finally went to sleep at around 3, held in each other's arms.

Kaji could feel his blood boil.

He had gone for a late night walk, as he couldn't sleep, thinking of you too much. But when he reached the park, he heard some noises and went to make sure everything was okay.

But this ended in him getting in a fight with some nasty guys who were harassing a woman. He beat them all up, but his headphones sadly didn't survive.

He was breathing heavily, feeling all the anger run in his veins, and he had nothing to calm him down. The only thing he could think of was coming to you. To his girlfriend. You didn't live so far away, but it was late.

Should he really be coming to you this late? Asking you to calm him down? He didn't want to annoy you, but came to the conclusion that this was his only choice if he didn't want to get himself in this state he hated so much.

He walked as fast as he could towards your apartment, keys in his hands. His knuckles were turning white, with how hard he squeezed those damn keys in his hand.

You were laying in your bed, staring at that "im coming rn" text from Kaji, your boyfriend. You almost jumped when you heard the keys in the door, opening it and closing after a few second.

You stood up and made your way to the entrance, seeing Kaji standing there, breathing heavily. He dropped all his stuff next to him and walked towards you.

He put his arms around you without a word, stuffing his face in your neck as he breathed out, slowly starting to calm down. You didn't dare ask anything, simply caressing his back, his nape and his head.

".. It's okay Kaji.. I'm there.. It's fine.."

He could feel himself relaxing in your embrace, soothed by your sweet words. After long minutes, he slowly let go of you, but grabbed your hand and pulled you towards your own room.

He didn't mutter a word for the whole night, simply trying to fall asleep while holding you like a precious presence that calmed down his nerves.