#yandere matsuno chifuyu

[animeyanderelover]

For my Second request, of 10 random yandere of your choosing, being involved with a gang member female s/o who hides the fact she’s part of another gang from her yandere. She hides the fact she’s part of a gang due to several reasons: she feels a sense of connection and community with her gang, she feels obligated to be loyal to them as her gang had saved her and accepted her, she doesn’t want to be judged by her yandere that she is a part of a gang, and she knows with how stubborn/passionate their yandere is they will try to get involved and she wants to avoid that. With this reasons in mind, she tries to hide it, however, she sucks at lying, so whenever she gets injured, she basically tells them the truth but skips over the fact that since she’s part of a gang, she got it from fighting. But she’s says everything so cheerfully and obliviously, as if it’s no big deal. Such as “oh, this bruise on my arm? Some guy on a motorcycle tried to hit me on the head with a steel pipe, but I caught it (totally not the fact a rival gang member tried to jump Me)” or “oh my broken leg? That’s due to some guy trying to shank me at the side of the street, but don’t worry I kicked them to Valhalla!! (totally not from a group fight where a rival gang member played dirty)” It eventually reaches a point where she becomes hospitalized, but she cheerfully insists that she fell down the stairs, but the yandere by then already knows something is up.

I'm so sorry but this request is low-key Tokyo Revengers coded so this entire post is just characters from Tokyo Revengers. I only wrote about 7 characters since I've been under stress with my most recent exams so I hope that isn't too bad.

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive relationship, obsession, clinginess, manipulation, bribery, violence, injuries, isolation, female s/o

Gang member s/o who sucks at lying

Hanagaki Takemichi

👊​You'd think being part of Toman and having been part of countless battles would have hardened him against violence, especially because he himself has tanked quite a lot of heavy punches and kicks in fights. Any trace of normality has been thrown out of the window ever since he discovered his ability to travel back in time and he has most certainly been misguided by believing that you could provide him with a lingering sense of regularity. Seriously, with the way his life has been shaping what was he even thinking? Normally someone who is on the easier spectrum of being portentially manipulated by his darling since he is a simp, Takemichi recognises occuring injuries you suffer from all too well. His heart always drops when you appear with a new broken limb or injury, though by now he at least doesn't collapse out of shock like he did the first time he saw your horrendous condition. He's seen those wounds before and he has been in a similar position as you before. You can't fool him this time, as lovesick as he may be.

👊​His initial reaction would be to beg you to stop with the way you are living but he is surprisingly self-reflective enough to realise after his initial panic that it would be quite hypocritical of him to ask you to leave your gang whilst he himself has risked his life multiple times for Toman before. To top it all, he knows just how stubborn and scary you can be if you are told to do something against your will, even he is frightened of you when you get mad though it's somewhat sexy too. He turns to people like Chifuyu and Draken to ask them about other gangs they know about besides Toman to figure out in which gang you are even in and as a Division Leader and essentially another head of Toman overall, he does what he can to ensure that you will never get into a fight with Toman and him. Whilst he hasn't seen you fight just yet, judging from how well you deal with injuries he can tell that you are quite robust but he'd rather get beaten up bloody before he has to see you getting hurt in front of him.

👊​He eventually breaks down when he receives news that you had to get hospitalised due to a recent brawl that escalated. He goes down on his knees, begging you to stop with this as he is mentally beating himself up for not having done more to prevent this from happening. Takemichi has a habit of thinking that he has to shield everything by himself as the time traveler and for that beats himself all the more up when something terrible happens as he sees it as his sole fault for not having done more. He starts gearing up to finally take direct action. His route is initially surprisingly diplomatic as he offers your gang to work together as he wants to protect you in future fights either himself or by knowing that there are capable guys he trust involved in the fight yet a rejection won't be accepted in his vocabulary. Always one prone to attempting to do everything on his own, he's probably going to ask for a fight with your leader, even if they are a better fighter than him. No matter how heavy their punches are though, he always gets back up, desperate for them to accept his conditions and not caring what happens to him in the process.

Sano Manjiro

🦶​There is no way to deteriorate Mikey's obsession into something leaning into his dark impulses faster than a darling as reckless as you. It is in a way almost laughable how oblivious you can be to the obvious signs of it all as you give him that carefree grin, reminiscent of the one he always has when he is in a relaxed and playful mood. Only that he does not reciprocate your grin, dark eyes widening as he looks at the cast plastered over your broken leg before dulling when you chirp cheerfully that a few guys ganged up on you. Your half-baked reassurance that you broke the nose of one of the guy and are responsible for a broken jaw of another one does not heal the growing hole in his heart. Instead he steps closer to you, hands grasping your shoulders in a tight hold as he asks you in a flat tone to tell him who did this to you, his grip tightening the longer he stares at the cast. You only get a few seconds to assure him that you dealt with them yourself before he cuts you off quickly. Answer his question. Who. Did. This. To. You.

🦶​Even Draken is astonished with the sheer outrageous lies you conjure up whenever a new bruise or cast appears on your body yet you insist cheerfully every time that it was a stupid coincidende or accident. It really isn't hard to deduce that you are also involved with a gang and brawl regularly with them and that knowledge only has Mikey seething with rage even more. His mind is filled with dark thoughts of murdering every piece of shit who kicked and punched you to the point where some members have caught him mumbling about his horrific fantasies, deeply stuck in his thoughts that he didn't even notice them standing there and looking at him mildly terrified. Another emotion that crawls up his spine after the revelation though is one that is a much sharper and stinging pain. Betrayal. Betrayal that you chose to keep your gang life a secret from him and betrayal that you chose them over him. He would have gladly let you join Toman if you would have asked him. Sure, he wouldn't have let you fight but he would have taken you with him anywhere. Why do you stay loyal to your gang still? He's your boyfriend...

🦶​Paranoia gets the best of him as he fears that you would choose them over him. It is a thought that dominates his heart and mind with fear and growing dark urges. Mikey normally is a person who doesn't want to show any weakness around others yet it is a different story with you. He demands of you to leave your gang and just join his instead so that you two can always be with each other and so that he can guarantee that no bastard harms you ever again yet it is when you firmly refuse that he snaps. Your rejection and affirmation of your loyalty to your gang essentially confirms his paranoia that you value them more than him and would drop him for them. With nothing able to hold him back, he drowns in his obsession and goes after your own gang with Toman, irrational to the point where no one can stop him. The final nail in the coffin is your hospitalisation that convinces him that your gang isn't even capable of protecting you. Toman assaults your gang whilst you lay in the hospital and Mikey takes on your leader, merciless and brutal even after they are down before he tells them with blank eyes that from now on you belong to his gang and that they'd do better to stay away from you.

Ryuguji Ken

🐉​Draken should technically be used to this all and he can't deny that this all is very reminiscent with experiences he was with another person in his life. Exhausting antics, a tendency to get into brutal fights and brush off all injuries despite their seriousness and a carefree grin always given to calm his nerves. It's like taking care of Mikey all over again yet the protective nature he has quickly tranform into an overprotective obsession with you as his darling. He's had his suspicions from a very early point on as he is well informed about gangs and the violent life they lead as the vice-president of Toman. Swollen eyes, broken limbs and other injuries you constantly have the next time he sees you quickly leads him to the conclusion that you must be involved with a gang yourself. Honestly, it really isn't hard to figure it out and he doesn't even know why you are so surprised when he presents you with his theory. Really, have you ever listened to yourself lying before? You're the worst person at lying he has ever met so far.

🐉​Whilst Draken won't demand of you to abandon your gang like Mikey does, he is not fully convinced to let you continue as you are doing either. He starts prying for more information and even if you do not want to tell him about certain aspects, it is rather easy for him to read you due to your inability to be convincing when you lie. It's by constantly questioning you without putting you under pressure by upholding a interested and caring facade that he is soon able to have a rather accurate picture about your gang and its members. That's when he starts using other ways to gather more intel about the individual members of your gang, mainly by letting members from Toman spy on them. All of that of course in secrecy as he wouldn't want to displease you as he's aware that you do not want to get him involved in your life. Draken on the other hand wants to figure out now how capable and loyal the people of your gang really are as you obviously view them in a subjective light and could never seriously criticise them.

🐉​His mind is made up when you land in the hospital with severe injuries from your last fight. His expression is unreadable as he visits you, dark eyes watching you as you muster a grin and tell him that everything is fine and you just fell down the stairs in an attempt to hide from him that you got into a rather intense fight this time before he interrupts you. He thinks it would be better for you to leave your gang. In a short fit of outrage, you nearly get out of bed but he quickly forces you back down and hisses at you to lay still or else your injuries will open up again. His gaze is firm though as he informs you that he doesn't think the members of your gang are good enough to survive gang life out there nor do they possess other qualities needed in his opinion. You're terribly stubborn and he knows that but he can't bear to watch you like this anymore. He will have to find a way to have you leave the gang or to come up with an idea how to break them off. Perhaps he should pay your leader a visit himself and show them just how silly their fantasies are. A good dose of genuine fear may finally help them realise just how dangerous the life of a gang not suited enough is in the streets out there...

Baji Keisuke

🖤​People like Chifuyu can only watch with eyes as wide as saucers as it is almost like watching two Bajis at once when you are around. The similarities between him and you are mindblowing and Baji himself isn't sure whether he should find this amusing or if he should be slightly concerned. Your grin is like a trademark, one that you always flash him even if there are stitches over your eyebrow or if multiple fingers of yours are bandaged. Baji on the other hand always turns up his sleeves whenever he sees your injuries, a feral grin of his own on his face that does little to hide his sparking anger as he asks you which bitch he has to pummel into the ground. The First Division Captain is strikingly possessive and protective and his concern mainly shown in his willingness to beat anyone up who he suspects to be responsible for your emotional or physical strain. He has never gotten a truthful answer from you though as you always come up with bullshit on the spot in hopes of calming him down.

🖤​Whilst Baji may lack in academical knowledge though, he is someone who has a sharp intellect and can understand things well outside of school. He suspects that there is something up that you don't want him to know about and it irritates him that you keep it from him. The irritation is quite visible on his face but he doesn't force you immediately to spit it out what you are keeping from him. As a countermeasure to the wounds you have received though, you find Baji taking the role of the guard dog for you whenever you go anywhere. He's far too stubborn to listen to you when you reassure him that you can spend time on your own without the need for him to protect you. The injuries pile up on you though and he feels more and more like wanting to murder someone as he starts pressuring you to tell him the truth only for you to remain silent. Chifuyu eventually brings up his idea that you may also be involved in a gang and fight with them as your injuries and your horrible lies would line up nicely with that theory.

🖤​Somehwere in his mind he can acknowledge your loyalty to your gang as he is nothing short of dedicated to Toman as well yet there is a double standard that becomes soon apparent. He'd rather have you take a step back from gang life as he deems you as too weak to continue. Far too often do you end up with wounds and injuries that he takes as proof that you are not good enough in fights and that belief is especially strengthened when you end up needing to stay for a longer time in the hospital due to your most recent injuries. Both of you get in an argument as neither of you backs off from their belief and it ultimately leaves Baji with no choice but solve things the way he knows best. With a good brawl. He seeks out your gang himself and challenges them to a fight. If he wins, he demands of them to disband and to not get involved in fights anymore. He's fully prepared to become the villain in your eyes, though that doesn't mean that he'll let you leave him. If you really wanna beat up people that bad though, he wouldn't mind jumping random guys in the streets with you. You look rather hot after all whilst beating someone up...

Mitsuya Takashi

🪡If there is one person in Toman who would see right through your lies even if you wouldn't be such a terrible liar, next to Draken obviously, it's Mitsuya. As level-headed and calm as he is, he serves as the counterpart to your reckless and occasionally feral behavior by attempting to calm you down and talking some sense into your brain. He can tell by simply observing you and taking notice of your injuries that you are part of a gang. Whilst Takashi is also a very essential part of Toman, he surprisingly enough isn't too keen on fighting unless it is absolutely needed which is why your willingness to constantly join the fights of your gang is something he is secretly displeased about. He may not outright scold you nor even let you know that he is already on about your secret that you try to cover with horrendeous lies yet he is already trying to make plans himself. As someone who is a subtle manipulator, Mitsuya gently coaxes you into revealing bits of information about your gang and the individual members every time you two meet.

🪡​Partially he is self-aware about the fact that you essentially do what lots of members in Toman would also do. Inherently he isn't completely against the loyalty and devotion you exhibit for your gang yet all the wounds and injuries you constantly suffer as a result hamper his patience and willingness to let you go on that way. You disregard your own health and body and merely brush it off as little scratches even if he reminds you sternly that one day you may not get away with only a broken leg or twenty stitches. Really, he doesn't want to be overbearing but how can he not end up being very overprotective when you yourself are so incapable of looking after yourself? It gets more noticable as time passes by and he essentially turns into the overly worried mother for you who constantly has to remind you to rest in bed or take it easy to not strain your already injured body. He offers all the help he can give though even if you reject it, he'll end up giving it to you anyways.

🪡​You do not know that yet but Mitsuya has actually already gotten in contact with some members of your gang out of concern for you yet it is when you end up in dire need of an operation that he finds himself confronting them with a much more serious disposition. This has gone too far. You could have died this time around. He demands of them to do some serious reflection on their ways and reminds them that they would stand no real chance if a bigger group would ever decide to take them on. A serious and level-headed composure can be rather frightening under the right circumstances and this is what happens in that moment as he also reveals nonchalantly that he has gotten his hand on some unsavory information that could end up fatal if given to the wrong people. He refrains from violence and instead goes with blackmailing for now, though perhaps his status as a Division Captain is already protection and intimidation enough. Perhaps it would be seen as dirty in the eyes of your gang and even yourself but Mitsuya would be open enough to admit that he has actually held back merely because you see those people as your friends and from what he has observed, they value you as well.

Matsuno Chifuyu

🟡​Chifuyu is the definition of loyal and sticks with you through thick and thin even if your antics threaten to drive him up the wall at times. Your whole demeanor reminds him very vividly of his own Division Captain and even Baji himself likes to make jokes about it when you spend time with Chifuyu. Truthfully spoken, it really isn't difficult to sense that there is something you are hiding with all the injuries that litter your body on some days. You deny it every single time as you come up with an explanation for every broken limb or every scar and stitch that you sport yet seem very unaware of the fact that your lies only fuel his suspicion further. Chifuyu is honestly not sure whether he should be baffled or pull at his hair in frustration whenever you present him with another excuse for an injury. Do you even know that you suck at lying or do you genuinely believe people to accept the lies that you offer? He's worried for you though even if you lie to him again and again and refuse to tell him the truth and those protective instincts push him to grow clingier, worried that with your careless behavior you might end up reopening some stitches.

🟡​He tolerates your bullshit for quite a while though even if he feels like a kicked puppy every time he attempts to ask you if you could tell him the truth only for you to dismiss it with yet another of your stupid lies. Chifuyu is honestly too good to you at times and he is actually self-aware of that but can't help himself. The longer this drags on though and the more serious your injuries get, the more he finds himself pushed closer to the edge. He knows, alright! He knows already that you must be involved in the gang life yourself but it is killing him that you don't let him in on it. He could help you. He could protect you! He's your boyfriend, for fuck's sake. Why are you locking him out? The habit of stalking you is solely born because you refuse to let him in on everything and it is via stalking that he also figures out who the other people belonging to your gang are. He hates to admit it but he feels a sense of anxiety as he realises just how loyal you are to them and wonders if he is just second place as he has entered your life after you had already met your gang.

🟡​He's witness to another violent fight between your gang and another one and when he realises that you are down and seriously injured, he rushes in and takes the beating for you from a member of the enemy gang. Even bruised and battered though, he puts your health before his own as he drives you to the hospital where he waits for hours on end before he can finally visit you. Even then you still dare to lie to him and that's when he breaks. He lashes emotionally out as tears run down his face. Are you serious?! You're still trying to lie to him?? Do you really think of him as that untrustworthy?? It's rare for him to let his emotions overwhelm him easily but it happens in that moment, the most prominent ones are betrayal and a doubtful fear that he really means less to you than your own gang. It's after his outburst that he is finally done with keeping up with your behavior as he reasons that he has in fact been too tolerant about everything. No wonder that you seem to take him for an idiot. He hasn't been assertive enough. That'll change from today on though...

Kokonoi Hajime

💴​Normally Kokonoi would love to mess around with his darling a bit since he can be a tad bit more malicious and sadistic at times yet it's those repetitive injuries that trigger a vulnerable and raw side out of him. Every time he spots you with new broken bones or he notices a freshly stitched wound of yours, his mind automatically flashes back to Akane in the hospital. There is probably no quicker way than to break him down faster than constantly appearing with new casts or stitches in front of him. There has never been a time where he hasn't demanded from you with narrowed eyes to tell him who did this to you so that he can arrange some things here and there to see it through that they never bother you again yet it is your unwillingness to tell him and always present him with a dumb lie of yours that always serves as fuel to the stirring inferno. Whether you see him as an idiot or merely try to hide something from him and just suck at lying, his anger only festers every time another lie leaves your lips.

💴​It really doesn't take long for Kokonoi to already know everything he needs to know and he is beyond unhappy. As someone whose obsession is one build one possessiveness and the desire to control his darling, everything you personify goes against his own wants. You are far too independent, recklessly throw yourself into brawls to defend the honor of your gang as your loyalty lies with them when it should belong to him and risk your own body and health as a result which seems to be a constant fear that has a vice-grip on his heart. He despises your antics and the grin you give him every time you end up with a new reminder of your most recent fight and act as if nothing happened at all. Do you seriously think you'll be fine or do you simply not care? Part of his ire is also turned against your gang though as he loathes them for many reasons. Not only does he see them as a threat to your safety but also as rivals he has to get rid of. He has to cut their ties with you and make you believe that they abandoned you so that he can swap roles with them and become the person you depend on.

💴​Money has always been something he could use to corrupt and buy people and he uses it in this situation as well. He hires thieves to work as spies for him and collect more information on the life your gang leads as well as digging up some dirt on individual gang members. Even if he finds none, he can always make up some stuff. As Kokonoi wants to break your trust in your own gang, he even attempts bribing them with money and manipulating them to abandon you. It's when he is informed that you were sent to the hospital and had to go through surgery that he finally loses composure when he visits you only to be greeted with that same cursed smile that you have been giving him since forever. Do you have a death wish or what?! He flips out for a few moments, hisses out words dripping with venom as he openly admits how he feels about your gang and directs some of his words against you as well. He won't let you risk your life for those people! He can't understand for the life of him what worth they could possibly have. You just wait, he will see it through that you will never see them again.

[seijorhi]

Tailspin

it's still the weekend somewhere, right??

Matsuno Chifuyu, Baji Keisuke & Hanemiya Kazutora x female reader

w.c 6.3k

tw: noncon, yandere themes, character death, manga spoilers, minor blood and gore, violence, nsfw, smut, murder

Chifuyu remembers things he shouldn’t.

Events that never happened, fights, brawls, the death of his friends… his own demise, drugged and tied to a chair, the muzzle of Kisaki’s pistol, burning from the prior shot, pressed to his forehead in the split seconds before he pulled the trigger.

He remembers other things too. Futures that clash and diverge, timelines that can’t have existed, they play out in his head, over and over again.

“Who’s that chick talking with Emma?”

Chifuyu doesn’t have to follow Baji’s line of sight to know who he’s talking about. Inevitably though, he does, catching you giggle at something the blonde says, sipping absentmindedly at the glass of champagne clasped in your fingers. 

His gaze slips to the dress you’re wearing, a satiny, floor-length floral and blush number, lingering on the slit at your mid thigh – the flash of skin he gets when you shift your weight.

His throat dries, and Chifuyu covers it with a cough, tearing his attention back to the table, his own drink in front of him, a bead of condensation slowly rolling down the glass. “A friend of Hina’s.” He shoots Baji a brief, pointed look, “And she’s got a boyfriend.”

Fuyu remembers him, too. 

Baji’s canines glint in a toothy smirk. “Yeah? He here tonight?”

As if on cue, a familiar, handsome brunet appears at your side, leaning down to drop a kiss to your cheek, his arm winding loosely around your side. There’s nothing all that possessive about the gesture – it’s unthinking. Instinctual. It has you smiling, mid-way through whatever it is you’re saying to the youngest Sano.

His chest tightens.

That same man, not nearly so good looking with his face all smashed in, leaking brains and blood onto the concrete–

“Shame,” Kazutora, sitting on his other side, murmurs, his dark, honey eyes still drinking you in as he downs another mouthful of whiskey. The corner of his lip quirks up, “She’s cute.”

‘There. Problem solved.’

Chifuyu returns the grin, leaning back in the chair with an exaggerated sigh, “Do not get into a fight on Takemitchy’s wedding day.” He side-eyes Baji, “Either of you.”

“You scared of him?”

“No, I don’t want to be kicked out of the reception because you two idiots started an all out brawl,” he laughs, and prays that neither one of them notice that his hands are all clammy, gripping too tightly at his drink. 

“What kinda wedding doesn’t have at least one good fight?” Baji scoffs, only half serious – enough of a concession that something loosens inside of him and his next breath comes easier.

Baji won’t start a fight, Kazutora won’t start a fight. It’ll be fine. 

You’re close with Hina and Emma and friends with Takemichi by extension. But gone are the days of Toman, where they’d spend the better part of their time screwing around together. Their lives aren’t all tangled up like they used to be. Another few hours, and this’ll be over. You’ll be gone, taking your stupid, handsome boyfriend with you and Chifuyu won’t have to worry about seeing you again. He can go back to pretending that you don’t exist.

Anything else is…dangerous. 

Moments later, they’re joined by Mitsuya and Hakkai, Yuzuha drifting to join the girls, and the conversation shifts to other, safer topics. Plates of canapes come by, and they eat and drink and talk stupid shit, most of it laughing and reminiscing over the dumb things they’d done with Takemichi as kids. 

For a while, it feels like he can breathe. Relax, and enjoy this, because it didn’t come easy. 

And you, you look happy enough with whatever his fucking name is. Chifuyu tells himself that that’s a good thing, too. 

The night wears on, slow, romantic tunes drifting from the speakers. In small groups and pairs, their friends have begun to leave, either heading home to crash or to find somewhere more lively to keep the party going. 

Amongst the few couples remaining, Hina and Takemichi cling to each other, swaying drunkenly on the dance floor, oblivious to anyone or anything but the other. It’s cute, in a disgustingly mushy sort of way. For his part, Chifuyu hangs by the open bar, nursing a glass of whiskey and doing his utmost to focus on anything but the space you occupy, dancing with your boyfriend. 

“You’re staring again.”

“Fuck off,” the words come out more tired than anything else. 

Kazutora drops into the empty seat beside him. “From the moment she walked in tonight, you’ve been all… weird about her. Why?”

‘Please, you’ve gotta help me get out of here, he– he’ll be back any minute.’

Chifuyu shrugs, “‘s nothing, really she just… reminds me of someone, that’s all.”

Kazutora hums, looking entirely unconvinced. For whatever reason, and much to his relief, he decides not to push it.

Bruised, split knuckles grip your chin tight, ‘You’re gonna be good for us tonight,’ Baji smirks. ‘‘Cause I’m really, really not in the fuckin’ mood, princess.’

“C’mon,” Chifuyu says, knocking back the last of his whiskey and slamming the glass down. “We should head out. Some of us have to open the store tomorrow.”

Kazutora snorts, but follows suit without complaint. The sooner they’re gone – the sooner you’re out of sight, out of mind – the better.

—

When Chifuyu shoots awake with a gasp, pulse racing, heavy beads of sweat rolling from the nape of his neck down his spine, it’s to the sound of his phone vibrating insistently.

Kazutora, he realises when bleary eyes adjust to the bright screen, and with a sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach, he answers the call.

Wide, panicked eyes meeting his, hands grasping tightly at his arms. Two bodies lie on the floor; only one draws breath.

‘It was an accident, I swear to fucking god– you have to believe me. You believe me, right, Fuyu?’

The sheer relief that hits when the first words out of Kazutora’s mouth aren’t some combination of ‘I fucked up’, but ‘It’s Baji’ nearly knocks the breath right out of him.

Least ‘til they’re followed up with ‘accident’ and ‘ER’. 

He’s never thrown clothes on quicker.

The stuff he remembers from before – the timelines that don’t exist – they’re not always clear. Sometimes it’s difficult for him to place certain events in the right order, in the right timeline. He doesn’t always remember the knock on effect.

Baji’s death isn’t like that. 

You don’t forget that kind of pain. And yeah, maybe he got Kazutora out of it in the end, but fuck it almost destroyed him.

They saved him, though. They went back and they fixed it. He survived and Emma survived and Mikey and Draken and everyone – this is the future they’d fought tooth and nail for. This is their happily ever fucking after, and he can’t–

He won’t consider the possibility of another future without either one of his best friends in it.

Bursting through the doors of the ER, he feels all jumbled, heart beating out a frantic rhythm, breath coming ragged as though he’d physically run the five miles to get here. He scours the room… and spots Baji half propped up in a bed on the other side of the ward.

Awake, looking like he’d been dragged halfway to hell but–

Okay. He’s okay. 

The tension – part of it at least – lifts itself from his shoulders with a shaky exhale. 

Kazutora, sprawled across a chair beside him, notices him before Baji does. “You look like shit,” he comments, a wry grin tugging at his lips.

It earns him a smack to the back of his head as Chifuyu slides on past, grabbing another nearby seat and plonking himself down. 

“What the fuck happened to you?” He tries to laugh it off, really he does. There’s a few bandages, what looks like a broken arm, some cuts and grazes on his face. They’ve all landed themselves in the ER in worse states than this and come out the other side perfectly fine, but he can’t–

He can’t stop seeing it play out in his head, over and over. 

Baji dying. The sense of utter helplessness that swallowed him whole, clutching his dead body in his arms. The sound of his best friend’s last breath, that fucking smile–

‘I’d kill for some peyoung yakisoba right now.’

Baji scoffs, “Some asshole clipped me is what fucking happened.” Side-eyeing him, he adds, “Relax, dude, it’s nothing. I’m fine.”

He really needs to lighten the fuck up. 

“We’re waiting on–”

“–go already?! You got me here, I don’t need your help anymore, go home.”

Chifuyu’s eyes – Baji’s and Kazutora’s too– shift instinctively to the source of the outburst. Wheeled in by a nurse, your boyfriend trailing behind you like a kicked puppy, Chifuyu’s heart leaps into his throat at the sight of you, tear stricken, pain etched over every inch of the scowl you wear, clutching an ice pack to your ankle. 

‘Pick.’

Fearful eyes flicker between them, silently pleading for a reprieve. ‘But I-I haven’t done anything.’

He hums contentedly, and takes your hand in his, fingers entwining to bring it to his cheek, nuzzling against the soft skin. “Maybe not… but you were thinking about it. So pick one, or I’ll break them both.”

Something dark and unpleasant roils in his stomach.

“Babe, can we–” your boyfriend glances around the room, visibly cringing at unwanted attention the two of you have drawn. He lowers his voice to a hushed whisper, “Can we talk about this later? I get that you’re upset–”

Beside him, Kazutora’s head tilts, “Isn’t that…?” 

“…Yeah.”

“Considering it’s your fault that I’m here in the first place, yeah, you could say I’m pretty pissed!” you snap.

The nurse, doing her absolute best to ignore the squabbling and maintain some air of professionalism, gives you a sympathetic look as she parks the wheelchair next to a bed opposite the three of them and helps you up. “The doctor won’t be long,” she says, patting your shoulder before she turns to depart.

… Not without a sharp, pointed glare towards your harried looking boyfriend. 

That’s all background noise. Chifuyu’s too busy turning those words over and over in his head, waiting for them to click.

Your fault.

Your. Fault. 

And his eyes shift back to the ice pack you’re holding to a swollen ankle, the sheen of tears on your face, and a sudden, violent urge claws its way to the surface. It takes every ounce of self control he possesses not to launch himself across the room and start beating the shit out of him right there and then.

If he touched you, if that asshole fucking hurt you–

“That’s not fair. I said I was sorry–”

“Oh, you’re sorry?! Go to hell, Ginji! Actually, no. On second thought why don’t you go back to Rin’s instead, sounded like her bed was real cold without you there to fucking warm it!” 

While your voice quavers, the words are no less acidic. No less furious. You might be on the verge of shattering, but if looks could kill, your piece of shit boyfriend would be dead twice over.

Ginji stands there, mouth opening and closing soundlessly, floundering for words. 

He goes to touch your shoulder only to second guess himself, his hand hovering awkwardly in the air for a moment, then dropping back down to his side – a good decision on his part, considering Chifuyu’s half tempted to march his way over there and break it. 

Cheating? That piece of shit was cheating on you? 

Huh. Maybe the universe does have a sense of humour after all, twisted as it is.

Your boyfriend at least has the decency to look ashamed of himself, cheeks flushing pink. Rather than meeting your accusatory stare, his eyes are downcast, the speckled linoleum suddenly infinitely more interesting to the man. 

“It was a mistake,” he admits, choking the words out like they’re physically stuck in his throat. “I shouldn’t– I never meant to hurt you. I love you.”

Bitterly, you scoff, and Ginji flinches like you’ve struck him.

Good, Chifuyu thinks. Someone should hit the asshole. 

He, Baji and Kazutora aren’t the only ones drawn in by your argument. The doctors and nurses that breeze past, slowing their pace ever so slightly to catch a few seconds more, the patients in the beds around you, subtly leaning in, hushing their friends and families to better hear the drama unfold.

If you were less worked up, all the attention you two have drawn would probably bother you a hell of a lot more than it currently is. 

You weren’t the kind of girl who got off on causing a scene. The nosiness, complete strangers watching something deeply personal between you two unravel like it’s free entertainment, he almost feels bad for you. 

Then again, he’s seen you in far more compromising, vulnerable positions than this, and enjoyed it, too. 

Any guilt he might’ve felt – should have felt – was buried a long, long time ago. He’s not all that interested in digging it back up, and even if he wanted to, Chifuyu’s not so sure he could tear himself away.

“Just… go away,” you mutter. “Haven’t you done enough tonight?”

From your vantage point, staring misty eyed at your lap, you miss the way your boyfriend’s expression hardens. Chifuyu doesn’t.

He sighs, long suffering, “You’re being stubborn for the sake of it, you can’t get home on your own. You can barely walk, babe.”

“I’ll manage.” A curt dismissal.

“We can drive her home.”

Chifuyu’s soul ascends from his body, eyes incredulous – horrified – as he turns his head to find Kazutora staring straight at Ginji, eyes dark and glittering, a smile on his lips. 

It isn’t a pleasant expression. 

Your boyfriend rounds on the three of them, straightening his shoulders, shifting to hide you from view as though they’re some sort of a threat and he could in any way actually shield you from it.

(The first part is true, his subconscious reminds him. The second undoubtedly isn’t.)

“I’m sorry, who are you?” he sneers, shooting them a disdainful glower. “Mind your own damn business, we’re having a private conversation here.”

… A super private conversation with half the ER listening in. If he weren’t so on edge, Chifuyu might be tempted to laugh at that. As it is, his expression only tightens. 

Baji, bruised, bloodied and bandaged, matches Kazutora’s grin from his position propped up on the bed. The idiot barely escaped becoming roadkill, yet still manages to look like he wants nothing more than to start beating the shit out of your boyfriend right in the middle of the ER.

This is dangerous territory. His fingers twitch and flex, glancing uneasily between you, your boyfriend and his friends, trying to think of the right words to say to diffuse this situation, to get their attention off of you, you away from that asshole, and–

‘I hate you.’

Chifuyu presses a kiss to your naked shoulder, drawing himself closer to steal your warmth. ‘I know.’

“Oh my god, would you stop, Gin!” you snap, taking all four of them by surprise. Quieter, you add, “They’re Michi’s friends, don’t be rude.” 

That, it seems, is the breaking point for your boyfriend. 

He spares you an incredulous look, and shakes his head with a scoff, “Yeah, whatever. Call me when you wanna act like an adult about this and we can talk.” 

“Run along now,” Kazutora taunts, not quite quick enough to dodge the sharp elbow Chifuyu jabs into his ribs.

With one final huff, Ginji does exactly that. 

The moment his figure disappears through the sliding double doors, you let out a shuddering gasp, crumbling in on yourself as a fresh wave of tears bursts forth. On sheer instinct alone, Chifuyu’s halfway out of his seat before his brain’s registered he’s moved at all – only to stop dead in his tracks when one of the ER docs materialises at your bedside, chart in hand, and introduces herself. 

He swallows, forcing himself back into the uncomfortable plastic chair. 

“Dude, you good?” Again, if he were in a better mood perhaps he’d appreciate the humour in Baji, laid up in a hospital bed, being the one to ask if he’s okay.

“Yeah.”

Nobody says much after that. 

He’s distinctly aware of the curious, borderline concerned glances from his friends – not to mention the ones they share with each other – he’s hard pressed to care when his attention keeps getting pulled over to where you’re getting your exam, every wince and muffled cry of pain like knives under his skin, all too familiar.

You clutch at him with hands like claws, desperate, wailing, crying, a gross mix of snot and tears dribbling down your face as fingers poke and prod at your injured leg.

‘Stop being a dick, we need to set it or it won’t heal properly.’

Another twist of his wrist and you choke out another scream, burying your face in his chest to sob. 

His hand now rubbing soothingly at your calf, Kazutora’s expression turns thoughtful, ‘…Wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world, would it?’ His eyes meet Chifuyu’s, ‘If it didn’t heal right, I mean.’ 

When they bring you back from getting an x-ray, rather than the bed you were in before, the one opposite them, the nurse wheels you over to the recently vacated bay next to Baji’s.

“So you can wait with your friends,” she says kindly, helping you up onto the bed. 

He waits for you to tell her that they’re not really your friends, that this has all been blown way out of proportion and you barely know them – which is the truth. 

You don’t, simply thanking her with a polite nod, and once she’s out of earshot you collapse back against the pillows with a sigh, “At least the pain meds are kicking in.” You turn your head to look at them, “Thanks, by the way. You don’t actually have to drive me home. You guys did enough getting him out of here.”

Baji opens his mouth–

“Did he do that to you?” Chifuyu cuts in before either of the others have a chance to reply, jerking his chin towards your swollen, most likely broken ankle. “You said…”

Your fault. 

There’s zero moral high ground for him to stand on, he’s perfectly aware of that, but it’s been bugging him ever since those words slipped out. If Chifuyu finds out that asshole actually laid a fucking hand on you, he’s gonna lose it.

If anyone – anyone – hurts you this time around, promises or not, he’s going to return the favour without hesitation; eye for an eye, tooth for fucking tooth.

Nobody touches you. 

For a second you frown at him, confused, and then something must click because you laugh, sad and more than a little sheepish, and shake your head. “No, no, not like that. We were fighting about the whole… sleeping with his ex thing.” His fingers curl into a fist. “I went to storm out of the apartment, he grabbed my wrist to stop me and I tripped. Pretty dumb, right?”

He doesn’t laugh with you. None of them do.

—

Chifuyu gets a text from Takemitchy the next day. Between all the emojis and the exclamation marks, it’s a thank you note. You’re practically a sister to Hina, and now that they’re married, a sister to him, too.

All he did was drive you home, and Takemichi’s acting like he stepped in front of a bullet.

Yeah, Chifuyu’s a real knight in shining armour. 

… A masochist, maybe.

Ignoring the fresh wave of self disgust that settles inside of him, he sends a thumbs up in response. 

What else is he supposed to say; yeah, no worries, it’s the least I could do after making her life a misery the past few goes ‘round?

They’ve all done bad things, he won’t deny that. Killed people. Hurt people. Kazutora stabbed Baji, Draken ended up on death row for murdering Kisaki, in multiple timelines Mikey was either directly or indirectly responsible for all of their deaths. Even Takemitchy lost his way once or twice before he caught up with himself.

And it’s not that he holds that against any of them. Takemitchy certainly doesn’t. Things were fucked up for a long time, and each of them became fucked up people trying to deal with that. 

But in the same way he can’t be around Kisaki without wanting to throttle him, Chifuyu can’t look at you without seeing every awful, horrible act they put you through play out in his head like a movie that won’t turn off. Rewriting the timeline doesn’t erase that. It doesn’t absolve him of the guilt.

So he stays away. Keeps Baji and Kazutora away. 

Or tries to, at least.

A few hours after Takemichi’s text, his phone lights up again, vibrating to announce a new message, this time from a number he doesn’t recognise. 

Hey, I got your number from Michi! Hope you don’t mind–

There’s more, he doesn’t read the rest. Deletes the message, switches his phone to do not disturb and shoves it back into the pocket of his jeans, forcing himself to focus on the inventory lists in front of him and not the pounding in his chest. 

Chifuyu’s trying, he’s trying so fucking hard. You’re not making this any easier.

—

A week and a half later, the weather outside is miserable and the store is quiet when, a little before closing, the bell above the door rings, announcing a customer. 

Baji with his busted arm sits at the counter, Kazutora busy with restocking the shelves, so Chifuyu, out the back working through the month's expenses and wondering (not for the first time) why he hasn’t yet hired an accountant to do this for him, ignores it.

At least until he hears an all too familiar sound trickling through the door, one that sends a pang straight to his heart. 

Your laugh.

Unmistakable, unforgettable, Chifuyu’s mind goes blank and like a dog with a scent he’s out, weaving his way to the front of the store, chasing after it. He finds you, moon boot and all, leaning up against the front counter, laughing at something Baji’s said.

The image of you, relaxed, perfectly at ease, happier than he’s seen you for a while – the wedding included – does a funny thing to his insides. And then you turn to face him, your countenance brightens and for a good few seconds he forgets how to breathe.

You’ve always been beautiful to him – smiling, though, it’s a gut punch. Palms sweaty, heart racing, he’s struck dumb. 

“Chifuyu!”

‘Fuyu–Fuyu, please–N-ugh!’

‘Don’t know what you’re begging him for, princess. Chifuyu’s not gonna help you.’ 

Baji’s hand curls through your hair, dragging your torso up to meet his bare, sweat slicked chest. Dark eyes glint, his tongue drags along your neck, teeth nipping at your earlobe, causing you to whimper. 

He laughs meanly, ‘He’s enjoying this too much.’

“You’re here,” he replies lamely, glancing to his left to find Kazutora watching him with thinly veiled amusement. 

You take it in stride, “Well yeah, you never replied to my message, so I had to ask Hina for the address. You’re a difficult guy to get a hold of.” 

The teasing lilt in your voice tells him you’re only joking, his cheeks flush anyway.

“How’s the ankle?” he asks instead.

“Better! Still a pain, but you know, it could’ve been worse. I can walk… kinda. More of a hobble, I guess.”

“Least you can take yours off when you’re showering,” Baji grumbles from behind the counter.

You laugh, “True.” To Chifuyu, you add, “I wanted some stuff for Bean, and since you never replied to my message, I thought I’d kill two birds with one stone and swing by.”

“Bean?” Kazutora asks, completely abandoning all pretence of working to draw closer and join in on the conversation.

“My kitten. She’s a little terror.” 

… You used to play with the strays Kazutora brought home, he remembers that. Talked to them in that soft baby voice, coaxing them closer for pats and treats. Let them curl up and fall asleep on your lap when you were reading or watching tv. 

It was almost definitely an act of petty defiance, showering the felines in love and affection all the while ignoring them as much as they’d allow. Hard to take it to heart, though, when watching you fawn over them was pretty much the cutest thing he’d ever seen. 

“Anyway, there’s this new noodle bar that’s opened up down the road. You guys are almost finished up, right? Let me have a look around for a few things for Bean, you can close up and we’ll go. My treat.”

He arches an eyebrow, “Because we drove you home?”

“Because you didn’t have to drive me home, or stand up to Ginji, or keep me company in the first place,” you counter, still with that same open earnestness, that soft expression that has his insides all tied up in knots. “And because I want to. Are you really going to turn down a free meal?”

The universe is fucking with him. Punishing him, maybe. 

And it’d be so, so easy to blame you for it – you’re like one of those sad, beaten down dogs that keeps returning to its master no matter how many times they’re kicked – except there’s no version of this where he’s the good guy, and you don’t remember anything different. 

Chifuyu’s expression shifts into a paper thin smile. “Take your time looking around,” he tells you. “But dinner… It was just a lift, no need to make a big deal out of it. We’re good.” 

“Oh, yeah– no, of course! I um, I won’t keep you guys long.”

It’s Kazutora, watching the exchange with that same considering look he’d worn back at the wedding, who cuts in, saving Chifuyu from responding. “No rush, take as long as you want.”

Your eyes flicker back to Chifuyu, hesitant now, unsure. Still, you paper over that disappointment, your expression not quite as bright as the one before, but genuine all the same. “Thanks, I mean it. And… if you change your mind about dinner,” you shrug easily, “the offer’s open.”

He only nods, turning sharply on his heel to leave before you can get another word in. 

Before you can convince him that dinner is in any way a good idea. 

You shouldn’t make him feel like this – not guilty. No, he’d take the guilt in heaping droves, he certainly deserves it. You make him feel all off kilter, like his heart’s beating out of sync, and his whole body’s wired wrong. 

You stick in his head, refusing to budge. To give him a minute’s fucking peace.

And as he makes it back into the sanctuary of his office, firmly shutting the door behind him and falling back against it with an unsteady breath out, Chifuyu wonders if this isn’t your own brand personal of torture. 

If it is, it’s sure as hell working. 

—

Fingers wind into your hair, Chifuyu shudders, groaning appreciatively at the sight before him. 

Your eyes are big, swimming with desperate, pretty tears as you choke and gag around the cock stuffing your face. For him it’s heaven – the plush, wet heat of your mouth, the tiny spasms of your throat closing around him when he pushes in deeper.

He curses, moaning louder, dragging your face to his pelvis and holding it there, rutting his hips faster, fucking your face as you beat and claw at his thighs, unable to breathe. That blistering thread of pleasure deep in his core pulls taut–

Chifuyu’s eyes snap open, heart pounding, and he gasps for air. In his boxers, his cock twitches insistently, half hard and aching, the phantom sensation of your lips wrapped around it too fresh to ignore. 

If he had a shred of decency left in him, he’d go and take a cold shower. If he were more awake, if it weren’t the dead of the night, if his bed wasn’t so comfortable, and the memory of you swallowing him down any easier to banish.

His hand snakes down into his boxers, and as he bites down on his bottom lip to muffle any noise and takes himself in hand, rubbing the now throbbing length, he tries not to think about how disgusted you’d be if you could see him now. 

—

You’re at Takemichi’s birthday, chatting animatedly with Pah’s girlfriend when he arrives. You brighten when you see him though, and wave. Half heartedly, he returns it, then spends the rest of the night doing his utmost to avoid you.

Which in no way deters the birthday boy himself from plopping down beside him, beer in hand, and awkwardly attempting to set you two up. 

“She’s great! And y’know, she’s pretty and super nice. And um, she broke up with that Ginji guy so she’s single right now as well.”

He bites back an bitter laugh, and risks another glance your way. 

A few days later, Chifuyu runs into said ex on his way home from a late night beer and snack run. The brunet doesn’t notice him, minding his own business up ahead on the sidewalk. 

There’s nothing in particular that sets him off. He’s not even sure it was a conscious decision. One minute they’re walking, the next they’re down an alleyway out of sight and he’s on top of Ginji, beating the absolute shit out of him.

And he can’t stop.

His fists are slick with blood, knuckles split, and the wet thwacking of flesh hitting flesh drowns out the sound of his own haggard breath, the yelps that turn into grunts and groans, and then garbled nothings.

In his head, the images shift, coming one after the other, relentless–

You, flinching away from his touch, trying in vain to hide your tears.

Baji, panting, balls deep inside of you, forcing your lips together in a violent kiss. 

The sick, soft delight playing in Kazutora’s eyes, his fingers tracing idle patterns into your shoulder as you sleep. ‘She’s perfect, isn’t she?’

He can’t stop.

He can’t stop.

—

“Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

Chifuyu blinks, jerking back to the present in time to realise that the shelf he’s been re-stocking is already full, and he’s been standing there mindlessly trying to shove extra products into a space they physically won’t fit for god only knows how long. 

He shakes his head, clearing his throat and glances at Baji. “Nothing, it’s– I’m fine.”

From the disbelieving look on his face, the single raised eyebrow, he can tell Baji doesn’t buy it. Chifuyu can’t blame him, really – it’s been days of this, operating on some weird, malfunctioning autopilot, pretending that everything’s a-okay when he hasn’t slept and barely eats. He can’t close his eyes without seeing you.

He’d honestly be more surprised if his friends hadn’t noticed anything amiss. 

“I’m good,” he repeats, forcing a tight smile. 

Is this what it feels like to lose his mind?

—

When Takemichi calls him late one night a few days later, he’s expecting some sort of well intentioned – albeit clumsy and heavy-handed – attempt at an intervention.

‘We’re worried, you’ve been acting kinda… strange lately. You know you can always talk to us, right?’

He’d have to be blind to miss the shared looks between Baji and Kazutora at work. More than once he’d walked in on the two of them whispering between themselves, only for them to separate and act completely oblivious the second they noticed him. 

Chifuyu wouldn’t put past either one of them to confide in Michi about it, either. 

As it turns out, he’s wrong.

The day of your funeral, it rains all day. Not a light drizzle either; black skies and rumbling thunder, a deluge that won’t let up. It feels fitting.

Chifuyu puts on a suit, drives with Baji and Kazutora to join Takemichi and their friends at the shrine. Neither one of them ask why he’s adamant on going to the funeral of a girl he barely knew.

They don’t say much of anything at all. 

An older couple is standing by the doors when they arrive, greeting the mourners as they enter. It takes him a second to realise that they must be your parents. Your mother cries quietly, your father shaking hands and thanking them in a stiff, thick voice for coming.

Once inside, he spots Hinata in her kimono first, crying her eyes out on a misty eyed Michi’s shoulder, Emma standing to her left, not faring much better. But the others are there too, dotted throughout the room; Draken, Mikey, Pah and Pe-yan. Mitsuya with his sisters, Hakkai with his. 

Whether they’re here for you or in support of Hinata and Takemichi, he doesn’t know, nor can he muster the energy to care. 

Chifuyu says little the entire time, jaw set, bloodshot eyes rimmed in red, and the only thing he can focus on throughout the service – the only thing keeping him together – is the deathly tight grip Baji keeps on his shoulder and Kazutora’s hand locked around his. 

A mugging gone wrong. What kind of sick fucking joke is that?

They put you through hell, you suffered and suffered and suffered, and he fixed it. He did everything right this time; kept his distance and nearly drove himself insane, and for what?

You were supposed to have some kind of a future.

If you weren’t with them, then you were supposed to be happy. 

Instead you’re gone, and Chifuyu can’t feel anything. 

There’s just… nothing. A gaping, jagged hole in his chest, and he realises that he was wrong earlier. Losing his mind wasn’t forcing himself to give you up and stay away, losing his mind is staring at the coffin holding your dead body.

—

Takemitchy, tipsy and loose-lipped, told him once about how he’d gained the time leaping ability. How Shin had, before him. 

—

A fist pounds at the door, “Oi, hurry up. We’re gonna be late!”

Chifuyu lets out a breathless laugh. 

His shirt’s rumpled, tie askew, the waistcoat and jacket laid out on the bed in preparation for today carelessly shoved aside, and as for his pants – they’re unbuckled and hanging from his thighs.

His hips snap forward, drawing a sharp squeal from you, which he’s quick to soothe with another feverish kiss. “Shh, almost–” he pants, licking his lips, “almost there.” 

And true to his word, he picks up the pace, moaning at the way your tight little pussy clenches reflexively around him, spasming under the relentless barrage of his cock stuffing you full, molding your insides to the shape of him. 

You’re probably still sore and oversensitive from earlier. They hadn’t been gentle, Tora spreading your legs and shoving his face between your thighs before you’d even woken up, Baji quick to join in on the fun. You’d whined and sniffled and pleaded, tearfully begging for them to stop, but you always look so cute like that, shuddering and wrecked, cumming for them in a fucked out stupor over and over.

He knows they should treat you better, take a little more care with you – at least with stuff like this. Right now, though, it’s impossible to think of anything but chasing his own pleasure, fucking you deeper, faster, the sheer bliss of you milking every last drop of cum from his cock while he groans out your name.

He’ll make it up to you later. 

Your nails rake down his back, harsh enough to draw blood if not for his shirt, and he hisses in pleasure. Your tears, the breathless pleas, even the weak struggles beneath him, none of it breaks through that haze, he’s wholly lost to the pleasure of your cunt. His grip on you tightens, drawing you closer, your naked, heaving tits pressed against his chest. He can feel your racing heart pounding. 

His head tips back, mouth falling open. The rhythm of the onslaught gives way to urgency, hips faltering, punching himself deeper in short, rabbitting paps.

You hide your face in his shoulder, clinging to him, choking back a sob–

“Fuyu! For fuck’s sake, if you don’t hurry the hell up and finish, we’re going to miss the damn wedding!” Baji snarls through the door.

You tense, toes curling, and squeeze so tightly around his cock that Chifuyu loses control entirely, pleasure exploding like stars behind his eyes, ripping through him violently as spurts of hot, thick cum splatter your insides. His hips rock into you, and he murmurs your name in a contented sigh, riding out his orgasm with a few last, lazy thrusts.

When the wave eventually recedes and he catches his breath, he carefully eases his cock free, lowers you down to the bed – paying no mind to the cum that dribbles from your abused cunt onto the bedsheets below – and presses an affectionate kiss to your forehead. 

“You’re so good to us,” he mumbles, collapsing down beside you. 

You stiffen at the words. Fat, glistening tears well in your eyes and spill silently down your lashes. Gently, he thumbs them away, but you don’t say anything.

You rarely do these days, if you can help it. 

If he weren’t in such a rush, he’d take the time to clean you up, get you some water. Instead, he has to make do with a quick kiss, forcing himself to get up and fix his appearance, tucking his spent cock back into his pants.

Takemitchy’ll almost definitely have a meltdown if they’re not at the venue soon. 

Racing around the room, gathering up his clothes and throwing them on, he keeps a half an eye on you. You don’t move beyond a soft, shaking tremble, your quiet sobs tugging at his heartstrings. 

This is better than the alternative, though.

You might not see that yet, but that doesn’t make it any less true. And they love you. He loves you. If it keeps you alive and safe and with them, he won’t apologise for it.

The simple truth of it is he, Baji and Kazutora – they can’t survive without you, and you can’t survive without them. 

[baby-tini]

Out of all the tr boys that you write for, which ones do you think have a nylon/stockings fetish?

Bonten!Mikey and Manila!Mikey really like nylon stockings, they both find them very sexy and there's an erotic appeal to them, also Manila!Mikey simply just likes too rip them open... and fishnets. Hanma also quite likes them, he finds them too be very sexy and again, he also likes too rip them, Ran too now that I'm thinking about it. You'll have too consistently buy new pairs with Manila!Mikey, Ran and Hanma around. Shinichiro, Hakkai and Chifuyu though, they're very careful when they take them off of you and they're very precise, it's also one of the easiest ways too get them all shy and soft. Sanzu only likes the lace/fishnet ones though, he likes running his nails over them and using his teeth too rip them open. Kokonoi likes how classy they look on you and of them.

[macsimagines]

Yandere toman [draken, mikey, baji, chifuyu, mitsuya] but everyone bar darling is an alpha.

Please forgive my lack of clarification 😅

(Ok so I'll do this because of all the confusion but next time, please read carefully because I did ask only three and i did ask you to specify multiple times. try to be courteous next time)

TW: ABO, Breeding kinks, Smell kink, Stalking and generally ruuuude behavior.

Alpha!Mikey

Smells like iron and blood. Others hate it but its such a powerful and intimidating scent that others know to back the hell off.

You were Mikey's first. He's a prime alpha and when he smelled you as a child when you first met he knew you were gonna be his it was like an unspoken rule.

Strangers are surprised he's a prime alpha with his baby face but Toman knew there was never gonna be any other way.

You being an Omega was also a no brainer. He'd been preparing you since your children to match his designation, he wasn't going to accept anything less.

Slowly he started to build his pack. It wasn't that he had any biases for the other genders, but he did have preference for alphas. Ruling over a powerful group of apex predators made him feel like a real beast.

Mikey isn't as possessive over you as one would think. Everyone in the pack belongs to him and therefore he groups you all together. He likes it when you smell like the others because he makes the others smell like him. All the scents mingling really pleases him.

Favorite thing to do is to hold you still while one of the other's scents and marks you. He wants you to smell like all of his men and he wants his men to smell like you.

Really likes watching you get drunk off the collective pheromones. Thinks your flushed face as you get high off of it is the biggest turn on.

You're such a good omega, your body knowing that your alphas are all gonna make you feel so good. And that's another big thing, his pack needs to be servicing you and him.

There's so much love to go around you'll never feel the need to leave...

He loves it when you nest and you've got two or three of his alphas there to protect you. Such a good pack looking out for the Omega

Alpha!Draken

Smells like fresh cut grass, so soothing and calming.

Submits to only Mikey. Everyone else can go die, but he does make an exception for you. He likes to let you scent him more than he does Mikey because you're so gentle when you rub against his neck.

Is very perceptive of smells though, the second he gets a whiff of someone not Pack on you he's quick to memorize the scent and wipe it away with his own.

That punk better hope to god Draken never finds him, Toman's Omega needs to smell like Toman and he's got no right to fuck with you.

Knows his place is keeping everyone in line, and keeping you pleased and safe, makes sure they all know that too. If you're feeling scared he's making sure that the Pack alphas have you surrounded and protected.

Makes sure you fulfil your job as well though. The Pack needs their omega ready for them and he's got you presenting and ready for whoever needs you. Makes sure to clean you up but also keep you stuffed.

Mikey likes to know Toman is taking care of it's sweet girl, and Draken is such a good boy he makes sure their leader can see that his Omega is well full of her alphas.

But this boy also takes his rewards too. He gets second dibs after Mikey when your heat hits and your nest is guarded and ran by him. No one gets in without Draken saying its ok and if you haven't earned the privilege then fuck right off.

Yandere!Baji

Somehow smells like a car crash. A huge warning sign about him.

Takes no shit type of Alpha. He very rarely submits voluntarily because he wants to be made to submit. You want to be in charge or on top then prove it to him.

Is constantly scenting you, and has gotten checked by Mikey and Draken multiple times. It's not his fault his scent is so strong right?

Needs his omega often. You're his stress relief and he's such a good alpha that he deserves it right?

You want a knot? He's there to give it. Also gets into trouble for not asking permission to have his way with the omega.

Can't stand other alphas outside of the pack being near you, nearly tore off Pah's arms for holding out his hand to you when you tripped.

Gets into huge trouble for not asking permission to be in your nest. You've bitten him multiple times and Mikey's kicked him across the room for not listening.

Subconciously scents everyone's possessions. Everyone's bikes, their jackets and bags. Everything. He needs people to know who they're dealing with.

At least he's good at warding people off.

Alpha! Chifuyu

Smells like citrus. Lemons and Oranges so fresh and clean.

Suuuuuch a good boi. Always chirping after you, making sure you've got food and blankets for your nest.

Very responsible alpha! Also very good at submitting to the others. Knows his place and sometimes is rewarded with second dibs during your heat. (Mikey is always first)

BUT he is also the residential snitch. Caught you scenting someone else? He's telling the others immediately, doesn't matter if it was your kid cousin thats NOT ok.

Has got a tracker on your phone, and makes sure the other's can see where you're going.

Finds out you're alone and without one of them and makes sure he's there or one of the others knows you're unsupervised.

Goes crying to Baji when you try to give him the cold shoulder for being a good Alpha, then lets Baji talk him into knotting and scent marking you to teach you a lesson in loyalty.

Really like's it when you scent him, and when you don't he eats you out so he can smell like you for the rest of the day.

Really really really like eating you out after everyone else got to have you. Especially licking you clean after Baji. You all taste so good he can't help it!!

Alpha!Mitsuya

Very weird smell of clean linen and paint chemicals, but it works.

Makes a lot of your sweaters and when he doesn't do that he's approving of your wardrobe first before you wear it. He wants to make sure your clothes are comfortable and markable. Certain fabrics retain their smells longer.

Is in charge of your nesting materials and makes sure it gets delivered and scented by all the alphas before giving them to you.

Has on occasion helped build your nest. Mikey and Baji get jealous but Draken actually defends him stating he know what he's doing.

Has the most important job of panty patrol, where he takes whatever undies you've been wearing that day and delivers them out to the other alphas.

Mikey gets first dibs on the one's when you're about to go into heat because those are his favorites.

Feeds you often like a good alpha should, after making dinner for his family and of course you.

Usually takes you to the other alphas because you can't be trusted to not wonder off and they're not reliable about sharing you with each other.

He's got the biggest breeding kink out of all the others though. Seeing you with his sisters makes him want puppies out of you the most...

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Chifuyu Matsuno - RDML

Reverent:Delusional:Manipulative:Lenient

Chifuyu Matsuno loves to worship you. Loves to love you so deeply and passionately. Will literally watch you with heart pupils as you do anything.

Somehow finds a skill in stalking you. He knows your everyday schedule, and follows you practically everywhere.

Always picks up a trace of you from everywhere you go. Just left the classroom? He takes a small eraser of yours. You left your bedroom window open while you fix dinner downstairs? He’s sneaking in quietly to smell your things, and steals a little throw blanket from the corner of your room.

Loves to smell you. Your perfume, detergent, deodorant, your sweat— oh what he would give to smell you up close on a hot day.

Unfortunately, Chifuyu’s moral compass is still in tact enough to realize his actions might be creepy, but can’t fathom the thought of you disliking or hating him. So, no matter the circumstance, he’s managed to delude himself that he’s doing everything for a good reason.

Even if you don’t like him now, there was always the future! And he was hell bent on proving it to you.

He’s charming enough for you to accept into your life. He’s the perfect boy-next-door with a dedication to you like no other. You never have to question his feelings, his kindness was so genuine.

Chifuyu will manipulate the truth from his darling to any extent if it keeps you from leaving him.

Isn’t the type to make your friends turn on you to isolate you and keep you to himself. He wants you to feel loved at all times, and anyone who would turn their back on you is subject to a beat down.

Manipulative in the way he wedges himself into your plans all the time. He hates being separated from you, so anywhere you go, he goes… be that with your knowledge and by your side, or stalking you secretly.

Doesn’t have the heart to be strict with you. Chifuyu doesn’t like restricting your daily life or personal interactions. He’d hate for you to start hating him for these things. Even if he can come up with an excuse, he knows it would only be a matter of time before you catch on.

Chifuyu is a wonderful partner on the surface, and for a yandere, is actually really tame! His greatest offense is loving you so, so so much…♡

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~this is the list of new oneshots~

~ writing starts off decent but improves as the stories go on~

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ꨄBloody Tiesꨄ ~ Male Reader ~ ღ

ꨄThe Past Will Always Followꨄ ~ Female Reader ~ ღ

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If you don’t mind, I’d like to submit an ask!♡

For your platonic bff/Yan!Baji works.. Baji starts to notice the person he’s always admired and sought to protect begins to lose pieces of who she/they are by being forced into domestic chores alone… they may be living comfortably, but they lack routine, and becomes depressed, feeling as though she/they have no purpose, wasting time. Someone perhaps suggests Baji offer her a useless clerical job in a Bonten owned office where she at least has a routine and reason; it pays abnormally well, three days a week, and only 6 hours per day, overtime optional (Baji hates when he comes home to an empty home after all). Finally, Baji gets back the driven and willful person he’s always loved. She/they also pull less of a fight to move out, since he went through all the trouble of landing her such a nice job in the first place. She’d feel guilty leaving him when he’s already done so much for her. The least she can do is be there to support him emotionally as his best friend, right?

It’s all about compromise and manipulation~♡

of course, asks are always welcome! sorry I took so long to get back to you <3 ah man i feel the BFF here so hard HAHAHAHA forcing yourself to do anything is so difficult

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Awwww :’( Baji definitely thought that he was doing his BFF the biggest solid by removing you from your job and stopping you from having to work yourself to the bone. You were always so stressed from your job and all the bills, so when he could finally stop pretending that his only income was from his little pet shop down the road. I mean sure, he must know that you liked having something to do to pass the time, but this boy definitely thought that you would enjoy having that extra free time to pursue whatever you wanted (under his watchful eye of course).

It becomes quickly obvious that once removed from your routine, no matter how stressful it had been, you quickly find yourself lacking the motivation to do anything but the bare minimum you could force yourself into doing. Spend a lot of time just lying in bed, scrolling on your phone, bored out of your mind. Sure you didn't need the money to pay the bills, but earning an income that you could call your own, feeling like you were needed somewhere, and having someone telling you that you had a purpose and a hard deadline to complete your work by - it isn't something that you were going to be able to find yourself in the comfort and lulling nature of your home.

And it becomes very apparent to Baji that his BFF is becoming more and more lethargic and unresponsive as the days past, uninterested in anything and almost depressed to a point, barely reacting when he returns from work and not leaving the house except if forced to by Baji. Of course you not wanting to go outside should be a plus for this black-haired boy, given you would be the safest in this penthouse at the top of a Bonten-owned building guarded by Bonten security, yet seeing you languish like this - it didn't make Baji happy one bit. He wanted his happy, cheery, motivated BFF back.

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This former delinquent is sympathetic to your cause - he knows what it's like to not be able to do anything but stand aside and watch the world turn. His Toman friends and you gave him a purpose, and he couldn't imagine being able to keep his chin up if he didn't have either. With enough moping about at Bonten headquarters, and having almost snapped when Ran teasingly asked about his love issues, Baji eventually gets ordered, ordered, by Mikey to go sort out his mess before coming back to work. The lost black-haired boy gets advised by Kakucho to find something for you to do, preferably something you would genuinely enjoy, if he wants to see you happy.

As your bff for years, he would at this point be quite familiar with all your childhood dreams of what you would like to have done as a job, but just to be sure, Baji will be sure to feel your current thoughts out. And whatever it is, as long as it is within his ability, Baji is sure to grant it to you, because how can he not? He promised to give you the world one day, and as your BFF in his current capacity now, he could.

You still want to be a doctor? Sure he'll have the university open a slot for you to study medicine, fully paid for, and you can practice at the Bonten infirmary or at an affiliated hospital. You want to start an art studio? All yours, when do you want to start? Run a cafe - Baji'll have the kitchen renovated and open in a Bonten shop just a stone's throw from headquarters. You also get whatever pay raise/promotion you think you deserve, and Baji makes it happen according to what he thinks you want (even forces all his Bonten colleagues to go and patronize your workplace while under his supervision).

The only caveat would be that whatever you want to do can't be too dangerous, and it has to be regular hours and near him. Baji wants to be able to look after and keep you safe, stepping in whenever he needs to to get people to back off from you. Anything that you have to travel further than a street away from him gets vetoed immediately, and this baby boy will pull out the puppy eyes to get you to fold and pick another job.

Never overtime, absolutely not, Baji will throw a fit if you stay even a minute longer working when it could be spent pampering and spending time him (and he wonders why the rest of Bonten laughs at him). Don't get him wrong, this boy has no qualms letting people know the business end of his gun and fists to get his way, but not that you would know. He just wants you to be happy so you can focus all that hapiness on him.

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𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐸~!♡︎

𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒!𝑇𝑜𝑘𝑦𝑜 𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

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𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠/𝑇𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠: 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑎𝑛𝑥𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑦, 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑘, 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒, 𝐹𝑢𝑗𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑘𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑤𝑘𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠.

𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒈𝒐 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒈𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒅! 𝑩𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌!!

The bright sunlight beamed through the white curtains and gazed over Y/n’s sleeping figure. The light hit her in the face making her groan and stuff her face in her pillow.

Her alarm on her phone went off, the loud noise blaring in her ears making her grumble and slam her hand on her phone to turn it off.

‘Why does it have to be so early?..’

She thought before sitting up and rubbing the sleep away from her eyes. Her vision was blurry for a few moments until the room in front of her now became clear.

Her legs shifting out of the warm soft blankets and her feet placing down on the fluffy white carpet. She stretched her body, her arms slightly shaking from the well done stretch and standing up. Her body moved along to the bathroom, stripping off her clothes and getting inside the shower.

The perfect room temperature water gliding down her skin making her sigh in relaxation. She reaches over for her shampoo, squirting some of the white liquid in the palm of her hand and rubbing it in her scalp while bringing some of the product down to the rest of her hair.

Her hands massaging the shampoo into her scalp and hair follicles, making sure it is hydrated and clean. She then takes her luffa, applying some body wash on it as she watched it foam up under the water. Her hands gripped the soft luffa and scrubbed it all around her body, making sure to not miss a single spot on her skin.

The body wash dripping down her body as she started to rinse off the shampoo from her hair. After a relaxation time in the shower, she gently stepped out the shower and dried her body off with the towel that was hung up.

A towel wrapped around her hair to get it dry and the towel wrapped around her body getting every little droplet of water. She takes the towel off of her head after her hair dried up for a bit and starts to do her hair care, making sure that her hair is fully healthy and hydrated.

It took a while but it was a good thing she woke up early since she knew how long it usually took to do her hair. Once her hair was done and finished to her likings, she brushed her teeth, put on some deodorant then walked out the bathroom and went into her bedroom. Making her way to her closet and taking out her school uniform.

‘Today is the first day….I really hope I don’t end up having a panic attack…’

She thought before putting on her undergarments and then her uniform on top.

“The top is a little tight…”

The mumble leaving her lips as she noticed her uniform top was a bit tight but not too tight. She shrugged and put on her socks then grabbing her phone, chapstick, bag, and the key for her apartment door.

She left her bedroom and went to the front door, putting on her shoes and leaving, of course locking the door behind her. She then made her way to the elevator, pressing the button to the main floor.

The ding echoed through the walls of the elevator as the doors opened and she stepped out.

Fujisiko looked up and smiled softly at Y/n’s walking figure to the front door.

“Good morning Y/n!” His voice beamed making Y/n slightly smile.

“Good morning to you too, Fujisiko.” She replied.

Her handed her a bento box that had a black cloth tied on it and white cartoon cat doodles all over it making her slightly smile at it.

“I had a lot left over so I thought I’d give you some!” He said.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to.” She replied.

He waved it off. “Don’t worry, it was the least I could do.”

She paused for a moment before looking up at him again.

“If you don’t mind, can you accompany me to school? I know it sounds childish but-“

He immediately cuts her off. “No no! It’s fine I’ll be glad to accompany you! Plus, it’ll feel like taking my daughter to her first day of school.”

He said with a soft slightly sad tone before standing up and going by her. she raised a brow at his words.

“You have a daughter?” She asked as they started to walk towards the entrance.

He looked down a bit before opening the door, letting her go out first and him behind her.

“I do but…I can’t see her anymore.” His tone was shifted to a different direction, almost a sad tone.

Y/n hummed and curiosity got the best of her.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what happened?”

She felt the atmosphere of the air between them go tense when she asked him.

A small bead of sweat dripped down the side of his cheek as they began walking.

“Well…it was years ago when I was in my early twenties. Me and my girlfriend at the time, we had intercourse. I used protection just in case but, I suspected something. She didn’t take her birth control and she ended up pregnant because she apparently poked holes in the condom.”

Y/n could tell by his body language that he wasn’t comfortable with speaking of the subject from his past. She placed her hand on his bicep which caused him to slightly flinch and look down at her.

“Hey, you don’t have to continue. I won’t force you to. I can tell by your body language that you aren’t comfortable with the topic.” She softly spoke reassuring him.

He felt his eyes slightly water but her quickly wiped away the tears before they could spill.

“Do you think that I’m a good father? Or could be?” The crack in his voice from the overwhelming emotions build up in his throat.

“Of course. You seem like to be an amazing father. A father anyone could ask for, hell…a father even I could ask for.” She said.

He looked at her with slight widen eyes before shifting to a soft expression.

“You’re just like her…” He mumbled making her look at him confused before soon realizing what he meant.

In his eyes, she reminded him of his daughter.

“Well then…is it alright if I call you dad?” The word rolling off her tongue was something he never thought he would hear ever again.

Fujisiko’s bottom lip quivered as he nodded eagerly.

“Yes! Yes you can. I’ll make sure to the best father for you.” He spoke and crossed his heart.

They had made it to the school and he looked at Y/n one more time before patting her head, slightly ruffling up her hair.

“Hey! I spent all morning taking care of my hair dipshit!” She huffed and shook his hand off of her head making him chuckle.

“Sorry sorry! Have a good day at school, sweetie.” He said with a bright smile and turned his back but glanced at her one more time.

“I’ll pick you up, let me know when you’re done.” His last words rang in her ears before he started to walk away.

She nods and looked at the building in front of her. She glanced over and noticed many motorcycles in the school parking lot and saw the flags that were flying in the wind underneath the motors.

Her breath hitched and her grip on the strap of her bag tightened.

‘Baham?…Black Dragons?…Toman?…Tejiku?…Vahallah?…those gangs go here?!’

A panic thought went through her mind, making her breathing her slightly heavy. Suddenly, a female with short pinkish hair and another with medium length blonde hair walked up to her.

“Hi there! Are you new?” The short haired pinkette asked. She was pretty, a sweet smile and a beauty mark by her bottom lip. The blonde had a small pout on her lips and her hands on her hips as she had a pink and white checkered cardigan tied around her waist.

“I’ve never seen you here before, this your first day?” The blonde asked tilting her head.

Y/n felt her social anxiety rising and she started to panic. Her throat went dry and she immediately ran past them without giving them an answer.

“Hey, wait!” The pink haired girl said wanting to stop Y/n but she had already ran.

“Man…that was kinda rude.” The blonde said.

“Maybe she just got nervous? She was shaking a bit.” She replied.

Y/n kept running until she found the girls restroom and went inside. She got into a stall and pressed her back against the cold tile wall, sliding down to the floor as her hands trembled in her hair.

“Stay calm…stay calm…” She mumbled to herself as her heart raced.

‘They were just being nice, why did I have to fucking ruin it?…stupid social anxiety..’

She thought to herself before reaching in her bag, grabbing her water bottle and drinking some while taking her anxiety medication.

After a few minutes, she managed to get her breathing back to normal. She stood up and got out the stall, heading towards a sink and washing her face.

“You got this..it’s fine,” she mumbled to herself before drying her face and grabbing her bag, making her way out of the restroom. She felt everyone staring at her, making her grip tighten on the strap of her bag.

She looked down at her schedule and saw that her first period was algebra II. She looked up and down until she found the room.

‘Deep breath…’

She thought before inhaling deeply and opening the door of the classroom. Many eyes were sent on her making her scream internally.

“Oh! You must be the new student!” The teacher spoke making her nod.

“Go ahead and sit there on the right side in the back behind Shinichiro.” The teacher pointed to a short black haired boy who had an empty seat behind him.

Y/n nods and made her way to the seat, she could practically feel their eyes burning holes into her. Once seated, she kept her head down to avoid eye contact with anyone.

He looked behind him and smiled.

“Hey! My name is Sano Shinichiro, what’s yours?” He introduced.

She looked at him and then remembered that Fujisiko said to pretend to be his daughter. It shouldn’t be that hard, right?

“Kowada Y/n.” She replied quietly but loud enough for him to hear.

“Kowada?! As in the daughter of Kowada Fujisiko?!” He exclaimed with sparkles in his eyes.

“Shinichiro, lower your tone.” The teacher called out sternly making his face red up from embarrassment and his friends laughing at him.

“Chill out Shin..you’re gonna scare the poor girl.” A tall muscular man that had white buzz up like hairstyle spoke. Another man with purple and yellow mixed hair was sucking on a lollipop and just lazily grinned. Another with slicked back hair and a scar going down his left eye chuckled.

Y/n felt her anxiety rising again as she recognized them as the gang, Black Dragons.

‘Just my luck…I have to sit behind the Black Dragons, let alone the damn founders…’

She sighed mentally before hearing the teacher start the lesson and she took out her notebook to take notes.

As her day went on, the first five classes passed by like a fly. They went by so quickly that it was already lunch time. She started to walk in the crowd of students who were heading to the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was enormous, it had many tables mostly full. Her anxiety slightly coming up but she managed to keep her composure. She walked over to a vending machine and bought a drink. Her legs then brought her to an empty table that sat in a far corner, away from everyone else.

It felt like an introverts dream, being alone in a table with no one else. Her fingers untied the cloth on her bento box and opened it up. A small sparkle in her eyes as she looked down at the beautifully variations of protein and grains.

She clasped her hands together, uttering ‘Itadakimasu’ before digging into her bento.

‘This is really good…feels like I’m eating heaven..’

She thought as she savored the flavors and textures of the food. The peace she had alone was cut short when the two girls from the morning walked up to her but they had three more girls with them.

“Hey!” The blonde said with an angry pout and furrowed brows.

Her shoulders tensed up and she looked up at the girls with her leg bouncing which was normal for her anxiety.

“Why did you run away from me and Hina when we talked to you in the morning?” She asked squinting her eyes down at Y/n

“Emma-Chan please…” Hina said with her hands up In defense.

“Uhm…sorry, my social anxiety got to me. I’m not used to talking to people.” Y/n said with her head down but it was loud enough for them to hear.

Emma blinked blankly at her.

“Oh.” She said.

“Hey, how come you’re the only female wearing the boys uniform pants? You’re supposed to be wearing a skirt.” A white haired girl pointed out.

“Yeah, that’s true.” A girl with orange-ish hair spoke and crossing her arms.

“The principal said it was okay for me to wear it. I don’t feel comfortable in skirts after an incident in my past.” Y/n explained.

The girls looked at her with softened eyes and nodded their heads.

“My name is Akashi Senju by the way!” Senju introduced.

“I’m Sano Emma.” Emma spoke up.

“Shiba Yuzuha, pleasure to meet you.” A small smile on Yuzuha’s lips.

“Seishu Akane.” Her yellow lashes batted with her sparkling eyes.

“Tachibana Hinata, but you call me Hina!” She laughed.

Y/n looked at the girls and introduced herself as well.

“Hey, why don’t you come sit with us?” Hina offered since she noticed Y/n was sitting alone.

“O-oh, are you sure?” Y/n asked with her face slightly red since she wasn’t used to people being this nice to her.

“Yeah! Come on!” Senju exclaimed and started to pull on her arm.

“Quit pulling on the poor girl’s arm, Senju!” Yuzuha scolded before pulling her away from Y/n.

Y/n stood up, grabbing her things and walking with the girls to another table.

“Emma! Where’s the dorayaki you promised me?!” A blonde haired boy whines to Emma making the girl roll her eyes at his attitude and toss him a brown bag which he immediately dug into it.

“Hey, who’s that?” A lilac haired boy pointed out as he looked at Y/n.

“This is Y/n! She’s new!” Hina spoke making the whole table look at her.

‘Ughh..I hate stares…’

Y/n thought as she thickly gulped when she noticed their black jackets with gold writing.

‘First, I have to sit behind the first founders of the Black Dragons in class and now I’m here about to sit by Tokyo Manji gang known as Toman?..what the fuck!’

She groaned mentally before the girls pulled her to sit between them causing Y/n to yelp.

“So Y/n, what made you come to this school?” The lilac haired boy from before asked. He had a sweet welcoming smile on his lips making her feel relaxed just for a little.

“Well, it’s really the only one that’s close by to where I live at.” She spoke after finally managing to get the words out of her dry throat.

“That’s cool. My names Mitsuya Takashi.” He introduced.

“Kowada Y/n.” She replied.

“Kowada?!” A short blonde haired boy exclaimed making Y/n flinch at his sudden outburst.

“Takemichi hush! You scared her!” Hina scolded.

“It’s fine, it just caught me off guard.” Y/n defended.

Eventually, everyone introduced themselves which Y/n made mental notes on their appearance so that she doesn’t forget their names or what they look like.

The boys went back to doing what they were doing before. Some of them just chilling and calmly talking to each other while others were fighting over food.

“So Y/n, what do you like to do? Any hobbies?” Akane asked curiously.

“I like to draw and write. I might not be the best at drawing but I’m trying. I mostly write short stories and poems.” Y/n said, for some odd reason she didn’t know why but she felt comfortable already with the girls.

Almost as if she knew them her entire life!

“Poems? I heard that it’s also a way to vent when you don’t have someone to talk to.” Yuzuha mentions.

“Yeah, I actually turn my problems into poems and short stories.” Y/n said.

The girls turned their head towards her.

“Really?” Emma tilted her head.

“That sounds fun! Wait no- not as in fun of your trauma but-!” Hina stumbled on her words making the rest laugh.

“Don’t sweat it, I know what you mean.” Y/n waved off.

“Ken-chin…” Mikey whispered to the taller blonde making him hum.

“I don’t know why, but I feel my stomach tingling.” He said in a hushed tone.

Draken raised a brow at him and glanced over at the girls.

“Why is that?” His deep voice spoke.

“It’s only when I look at Y/n. My stomach gets this weird feeling.” Looking over at Y/n as he talked.

“So you feel it too?” Mitsuya said joining in on their conversation.

“I only get those type of feelings when I look at Emma and Emma only.” Draken said making Mikey playfully push him.

“Cmon’ Ken-chin! It doesn’t hurt to crush on two people.” He teased making Draken shove him.

“I haven’t even known that girl no longer than twenty minutes, I don’t get attached that quick unlike someone.” He huffed and aimed his last sentence to Mikey, making it obvious that it’s aimed.

“Let’s maybe not argue and try to be civilized for once?” Mitsuya said pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Taka-Chan…” Hakkai gulped nervously.

“Yes?” He replied.

“I think you spoke too soon.” The buzz cut boy said pointing to a scene where Baji jumped over the lunch table attacking Chifuyu after he took the last bit of chocolate mushroom shaped biscuits.

Watching the scene unfold made Mitsuya face palm and stand up to go separate the chaos.

“Is that normal?…” Y/n asked seeing Baji on top of Chifuyu as he was holding a box with chocolate mushroom shaped biscuits.

“They’re like cats I swear. If their past life was them as cats I wouldn’t be surprised.” Emma shrugged making the girls giggle.

“Hey! Y/n-Chan!” A voice yelled out making Y/n and some other attention from other tables look over.

It was Shinichiro who had his friends behind him.

They had caught up to the table as the black haired male flashed a smile.

“I have a favor to ask if you don’t mind.” He panted a little out of breath.

Y/n raised a brow at what his favor was.

“So I didn’t quite get the lesson for first period and I saw how good you are at solving the equations! You made it seem easy and I was wondering if you could help me out a bit?”

He asked rubbing the back of his neck nervously with red cheeks and a shaky smile.

‘Me? Seriously? My introverted ass? Dear anyone above please help me…’

She mentally sighed before nodding.

“Sure…” She mumbled.

“Great!” He said and sitting in front in front of her with his friends sitting with them.

“Hey! Hey! You guys know that this is the Tomans table, go to your original table Black Dragons!” Nahoya spoke with a vein slightly popping out of his cheek but he still had a smile on his face.

“Shut it Ice Spice.” The purple and yellow mixed hair boy said making some of the boys laugh.

“Me personally…” Yuzuha mumbled with her jaw slightly dropped.

“The disrespect..” Senju gasped.

“I wouldn’t take that to be honest, but that’s just me.” Emma replied.

“The hell you say?!” Souya said defending his older twin brother.

“Great, here comes Cold flavored water.” The male said while swirling the lollipop in his mouth.

“What?!” Baji said before holding his stomach from laughing.

“It’s not funny, it’s not funny.” Mitsuya said bitting the inside of his cheek to restrain himself from bursting into a laughing fit.

“Alright, that’s way beyond disrespectful.” Y/n said with a flabbergasted expression.

“Sorry about them.” Shinichiro apologized and elbowed the droopy eyed male.

“By the way, I’m Imaushi Wakasa.” He introduced.

“Akashi Takeomi.” The slicked back haired male spoke up with a grin.

“You can just call me Benkei.” The short almost buzzed white haired male said.

“Nice to meet you three, I’m sure you already know my name by now.” Y/n said.

They all nod.

“Okay so, am I still gonna help you with the lesson or?” She asked making Shinichiro to frantically gather his things and stand up.

“R-right! Let’s go?” He spoke as she nodded and gathered her things.

She then stood up, bidding a goodbye to everyone at the Toman table and walked away with Shinichiro to another table that wasn’t too far and was empty.

“Hey, who’s that over there?” A male with two braids spoke and pointing his baton towards the two.

“I’m assuming that’s a new student?” A male with a buzz cut and heterochromia spoke up.

“But Shinichiro isn’t a new student.” A blonde with a half shaved head while licking his brass knuckle.

A male with tan skin, short white hair and violet eyes spoke.

“Of course he isn’t a new student, we’re talking about the girl that’s sitting with him you dumb fuck.” His voice spoke with his long red earrings dangling along his ears.

Now the attention was shifted over to Shinichiro and Y/n who sat alone together. Y/n was helping Shinichiro with the lesson, getting just a little bit frustrated.

“How did you mess that up? It’s one of the simplest formulas in this lesson.” She huffed in frustration.

“It’s not my fault! I can’t remember all of these formulas. It’s too much.” He complained making Y/n pinch the bride of her nose.

“You asked me to help you because once you’re done with high school, you said that you wanna open up a motor shop. In order to get into that type of business, you need to know these!” She groaned making him frantically find a reason.

“Damn, looks like he’s giving her a real hard ass time.” Wakasa chuckled.

“Watch her probably switch schools. I bet $30.” Takeomi betted.

“You guys are seriously betting?” Draken spoke up.

“Hey, it’s only them. I’m not part of this.” Benkei blankly defended.

“I hope he’s not making her uncomfortable by how close he’s sitting with her.” Emma said as she realized how close Shinichiro was sitting next to her.

“Awwe~ Emma-Chan being protective.” Hina coos with a sweet smile.

“Can you blame me? You girls would feel the same too, especially since she’s new!” She exclaimed.

“True.” Yuzuha nodded in agreement along with the others.

Y/n could feel the tension coming from everyone around her. After Shinichiro finally got the concept, she stretched her arms out and turned her head and made eye contact with a tan blonde haired male that had glasses.

She didn’t want to seem rude so she sent him a quick smile before standing up and going back to the table she at with the girls.

“Kisaki is blushing~!” A black haired man with a blonde on front teased, pointing his finger at him.

“Shut up Hanma…” Kisaki grumbled and adjusted his glasses to try and hide his blush.

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E and Y for Chifuyu please!

Anon I want to kiss you directly on the open mouth for this one, I LOVE Chifuyu so let's get it. ▼ω▼

(Also yes, I am the worlds slowest human that takes 5000 years to respond so sorry about that I am still here and still answering I am just a little turtle typer ^^;)

WARNINGS: Yandere, mentions of stalking and hints at future kidnapping, Chifuyu being just a liiitle too invested in you, mentions of suicide if you squint.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

From the get go, they bare their entire heart to you. It’s one of the things that drew you to Chifuyu in the beginning, how open and honest he was with you. You were a little scared of him at first, his status as First Division Vice-Captain in one of the biggest delinquent gangs in Tokyo was off-putting, to say the least. Despite that, Chifuyu was never anything but kind to you. With all the things he would so willingly and eagerly do for you, some people even joked that he was maybe too kind. Chifuyu would go out of his way to take you to and from work/school (he always seemed to know your exact schedule, despite the fact that you don’t remember ever sharing it with him), and he was always conveniently nearby whenever something went awry, ready to step in and save the day. Chifuyu was also inclined to bring you daily little gifts and treats just to see you smile, regardless of the fact that you never asked nor expected anything of the sort from him. It was all a bit much, but it was so endearing when he would offer these things to you that you always found yourself unable to deny him.

He wasted no time in getting to know you, and was quick to share the secrets of himself most people would try and keep hidden away. Not long after meeting him, every tragic, harrowing, fucked up occurrence that had ever happened in Chifuyu’s life had been relayed to you in excruciating detail, his guts spilled through late night conversations and wordy text messages. Hearing all he has suffered through at such a young age is heartbreaking, and it kills you inside when you see the tears wavering in his eyes as he weaves his harrowing tales. It makes you want to embrace him, hold him close and protect him from any harm which may befall him, shield him from any pain the future may hold. He melts into your touch, clinging to you shakily when you wrap him in your arms, desperate for your warmth and affection. His vulnerability only makes you feel that much closer to him, privileged that he trusts you enough to share his weakness with you.

But after some time the initial attachment you felt with him begins to waver. His stories go from heartrending to downright threatening, the focus of them shifting from all the sorrow he has endured to all the harm he has physically inflicted on others (and still can, should the need arise). These dark conversations most often happen after you hang out in a group setting or when you give someone besides him a little too much attention. When it’s the two of you alone he’s always been a very calming presence, but the moment there are others among you he instantly becomes on edge-even if it’s his closest friend surrounding you. It unnerves you, the stark contrast in how he presents himself when it’s the two of you alone enjoying each other’s company, versus when others are around.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Chifuyu is a slow burn kind of guy, so he has the capacity to wait for a very long time before he makes any kind of move. He wants to observe you first, take his time getting to know you and how you operate before he makes his move to claim you.

Though he was quick to become enraptured with you, he doesn’t want to rush anything. He prefers taking his time learning everything he can about you, savoring the time it takes to pick up on all your eccentricities and quirks. Each new caveat he discovers about your personality is like a goldmine, and he takes careful note of each and every thing he learns about you, committing them to memory. Should you find yourself staying the night at his home, he’s already picked up on your favorite body washes/shampoos/perfumes through your scent alone, and has stocked up accordingly. Whatever food or drink you prefer he memorizes so he can surprise you with them later. Your favorite color, animal, book, artist-he knows them all and then some.

Chifuyu is more invested in you than he is with anyone, himself included, and he takes pride in being the one person who knows you better than anyone else does or ever could. He may even know more about you than you do yourself, it certainly feels that way sometimes.

He bides his time as he considers the ideal way to confess his deep, all-encompassing love for you. He wants it all to be perfect. The place, how he presents himself, the timing, it all has to be something that will take your breath away, make you feel for him just as strongly as he feels for you. However achieving perfection takes A LOT of planning and he unfortunately has other obligations he can’t ignore that take his time away from you. As much as it upsets him, he doesn’t have the means to just pluck you off the street and make everything work out for the two of you, so he has to do a lot of juggling of his responsibilities that ends up impeding his progress.

Unlike other yanderes, he actually wants you to stay as ‘you’ as possible for as long as possible, not wanting to upset your way of life more than is necessary. He wants you to be happy and thriving without compromising your normalcy, but even more than that he wants himself and your relationship with him to be your primary focus, the one thing that makes you happier than anything else in the world. He will do everything he can to please you, his ultimate goal being to bring you to the same lovesick state he has been resorted to in your presence. He couldn’t bear the thought of you feeling any other way, nor could he live with someone besides himself making your heart race.

That being said, if someone were to insert themselves between the two of you and monopolize your time, attention, or (god forbid) love, he would need to rethink his whole course of action. Whatever trash has you fooled enough to feel such a way doesn’t deserve to be in your presence, nor do they have the right to have even an ounce of your affection. Chifuyu can’t understand why you are even bothering with them, can’t you see how they’re stringing you along, using you for their own selfish gain? Each time they touch you he wants to scream, every time you laugh at his stupid jokes it makes him want to hurl himself into the sun.

He doesn’t understand why you are doing this to him… Wasn’t his companionship enough? Are you trying to upset him? Chifuyu would never hurt you, never betray you, but if you keep spending time with some other jerk… He won’t be able to live with it. If you don’t love him, if you prefer someone else… he can’t really see much purpose in hanging around. Maybe he should just get it over with and remove himself permanently from the picture, that way you can be with whomever you want and he’ll stop being such a burden to you. That is the power you have over him, to decide his fate on a whim, no matter how misguided that whim may be. He prays that you open your eyes and see how wrong what you are doing is, before he is forced to do something drastic you both regret.

The choice is up to you.

[are-you-still-writing-that]

Yandere Alphabet: Matsuno Chifuyu

What a cute guy. Strictly loyal and incredible attentive towards his friends. We get introduced to him and know in the same moment, that he would die for his friends. What a guy!

Chifuyu Matsuno

A gentle soul, that can´t see, that was is he doing might be seen as wrong. He wants to be close to you and he will do whatever he can do achieve that. Relentless. Pushy. I honestly believe, that with him around you will never have a quiet moment to yourself again. Good Luck with him, my dear. And patience. You will need it.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

He is a big fan of physical contact and he knows it. He always tends to saddle up to you, to get in any contact with you. Brushing through your hair, fixing your clothes, wiping something of your face. He will gladly take any excuse to get more comfortable with you. Accidentally brushing against your hand only to grasp it tightly a moment later. It doesn´t matter. His hugs are a bit too tight and his contact a bit too insistent, but he laughs any worries away and instead smiles brightly at you.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

While he avoids doing something in front of you, you can still tell by his split open knuckles whenever he went out to beat someone half to death for insulting you in any manner. It´s in the way, the blood is still drying and the red speckles don´t quite wash out of his collar. It´s the way his hair is even more dishevelled and bruises are forming on his face. It´s in the way, he leans against you, pride clear, demanding praise anyway.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

He isn´t one for mocking you. After all, he genuinely loves you and is delusional enough to believe that you love him just as much as well. While he can get a bit mean sometimes, it´s more in a playful manner, rather than him trying to purposefully trying to hurt you. In general he doesn´t really change from the way he treated you beforehand.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

He wants that physical contact and he doesn´t care if you want your space or not. He wants to be close to you, to ouch you, to hug you whenever he is nearby. Chifuyu always wants to have a hand on you or lean against you. But he also wants 100% of your attention always. He will do everything that he can to ensure, that he will get what he wants. No matter what you think.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

He is always talking about his days. Most of the time though, he will stick to everyday conversations which might seem meaningless but truly mean the world to him. He enjoys talking to you deeply. Sometimes he will drift off into heavier topics, but will always make sure, that you´re still comfortable with the turn talks with him sometimes take.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Chifuyu gets annoyed. Quickly. He can´t stand it to see you fighting back, when all he wants is to have your affection. He is also can´t understand, why you would do this to him. After all, he would lay his life down for you. He is incredibly loyal to you, and he thought he made this clear for you as well. He just doesn´t understand what is going on, when you fight back

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

While he once told you, that he enjoys playing games with you, he rather meant cards or boardgames, hell even tabletop games. Not whatever this is. He doesn´t like that he has to go and look with you. He can´t stand not knowing where you are. Chifuyu wants to be close to you and spend his time with you. Not waste is searching for you. He´s always open to play games, but please let it be something different.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

At one point you will realize, that you can´t go anywhere any more without him following you. You will realize, that he is everywhere that you are. It will feel like you can´t breathe any more. And no matter what you do, or where you try to go, you will never be able to escape from him either. It´s a realization, that comes slowly, but it comes with the utmost believe that it can´t be anything else.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Something peaceful. Something serene. Something, that could come straight out of a fairytale. He wants to have his own little happily ever after with you. It´s incredibly important to him. He wants to stick with you forever if you let him.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

He gets jealous in the same moment, where he realizes that you pay attention to someone other than him. He can´t stand it. In those moments he will become louder and more insistent when touching you. He tries every thing that he can to keep your attention on him. In the end, he will only stop if he is assured that you´re only paying attention to him, though he might leave you alone for a moment to teach the other a bloodier lesson about who is the number one in your heart.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

He hangs onto you all the time. Somehow he always manages to keep his hands on you. Clinging to you whenever he has the opportunity. He will also tend to draw your attention towards him, when he suddenly asks about topics that he knows you favour talking about. In total, he makes it clear that he is the centre of your attention, and that he won´t move from that space either.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Chifuyu is slick. He stumbles into you and will start an easy conversation. It will be easy and beautiful to talk with him. After all, he already knows how to entertain you. Here and there, he will make sure, that you know that he pays attention to you and listens to what you say. He is a fan of sending you some funny cat pictures or just talking about your life whenever he can. He becomes first a good friend that you can confide into, then he will become something more.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

He is a lot colder and manipulative, than he truly lets on. Around you and others he will play up being a ditz. Just another stupid blond that can´t do anything right. He is an idiot, right? He isn´t. But there is no need for other people to be aware of that. It makes his life also a lot easier. No one expects him to have the insight needed, to have the emotional intelligence to play around with people. No one ever suspects the stupid blond, who can´t stop crying, when it comes to your disappearance.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

Crying. Screaming. Outright telling you, that he will hurt himself if you do that again. He never attacks you, but nothing else is safe from him, himself included. Chifuyu looses his patience in that moment and will, in a move that seems thoughtless, threaten everything that you ever hold dear. But never once he touches you. Which is quite jarring considering how he usually hangs onto you.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

He is someone who smothers you in his affection. You will never know another moment of peace after he comes into your life. Somehow, he is always hanging around you, touching you, or trying to talk to you. With that, he also takes control, slowly everything that he wants becomes part of his. His will somehow eclipsing yours.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Back when he was still pining for his darling, he proved how patient he can truly be. Waiting days, months and weeks to actually get what he wants. Even when he approaches you again, well it would be the first time for you, he proves again how patient he can be. He is careful with his words and actions, willing to be satisfied with the smallest scrapes of affection.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

In the case you dying, he will mourn you forever. Maybe he will fall for someone else again, years down the line, but it´s unlikely, that he will actually move on from loving you. He adored you with every fibre of his easy-loving heart. You leaving him, would cause him to chase after you forever. He will never let you go. It doesn´t matter where you try to go. He will carry your picture with him, in a locket.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

He doesn´t really feel any kind of guilt about kidnapping you. For him it was something, that was absolutely necessary. He needed you to be away from all these strange people. He needed you to be safe and far away from others as possible. No matter what you do, he will not regret giving himself the opportunity to become number one in your life.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Chifuyu always was a bit clingy as a child. But over time, it seemed like he slowly grew out of it. Only that he never truly did. He still tended to first idolize people and then follow them with an almost blind loyalty. It´s how he got into his gang, it´s simply part of how he lives his life. This is an aspect, that also shows itself in his love life.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

He doesn´t necessarily minds it, if you start to isolate yourself. It only makes his own job so much easier. But seeing you cry and scream, slowly breaks his heart. He hates to see you like this. Chifuyu will try to console you, lowly hushing you, as he rocks the both of you back and forth. You shouldn´t waste your tears like this, don´t worry, he will always stay by your side.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Chifuyu is actually rather harmless for a yandere. He doesn´t really attack or hurt anyone around him. Him lashing out is also rare. He avoids scaring you and because he is so focused on you, he usually doesn´t even takes any note of other people. He is also absolutely besotted with you. In general he is rather laid back, if overly clingy.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

He is absolutely besotted with you. Chifuyu would almost do anything for you. Focus on the almost. His kindness and his love has a limit. At one point, even through his rose-tinted glasses he will understand what you are trying to do. You need to be careful with what you ask, otherwise he will realise that something is going on.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

It´s unlikely that he will ever hurt you. There is no clear purpose behind such an action, that he can perceive. It would bring him no further than he wants. He wants your touch, your closeness. He doesn´t want you to flinch away from him. So, hurting you, making you afraid of him, would be extremely counterproductive.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

He isn´t at a point where he worships the ground you walk upon, but it gets close to is. Chifuyu simply adores you. He loves everything about you and simply can´t stop thinking about you some days. Here and there something of yours will go missing, and it usually winds up in his possession. He collects little trinkets of yours whenever he can and adores each and every snapshot he can make of you.

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

Oh, that boy can pine. Following after you for months, before he makes his first move. He watches you for what almost seems forever, before he even dares to approach you. It´s even a bit strange for himself, because usually he is just so much more confident, but with you, he really wanted to be sure, that he is well prepared. And he is. Playing the long game for as long as he can, pretending to be a completely normal boy, who is simply enamoured with you.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

It will be an accident with him. In his quest to have all your attention to himself, he forgot about a few key things. He isolated you and in the high he felt because of the success, he couldn´t see how your eyes dimmed more and more. In the end, he won´t get any reaction out of you any more, but he will still be estatic because he knows, that he will have you all for himself.

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last updated: 12th May 2024

Tokyo Revengers Masterlist ! :

kazutora hanemiya: yandere general headcannons

izana kurokawa: yandere general headcannons

hanma shuji: relationship headcannons

shinichiro sano: slight!yandere relationship headcannons | with a stoic/collected reader headcannons

chifuyu matsuno: relationship headcannons

manjiro sano: relationship headcannons

ran haitani: relationship headcannons

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Making a Mess

↬ You make Kazutora feel better after a long day of work — by riding him on the couch…

↬ AFAB reader, no pronouns used, but reader is referred to as a girl

↬ WC: 2K

↬ Cross-posted on AO3. Time-skip Kazutora. 18+

Hearing the door swing open, you couldn't help but feel ecstatic knowing that your boyfriend just got home from work. Peeping around the corner out of the kitchen to see him, you were somewhat shocked at his disheveled and tired appearance. Must have been a rough day…

"Hey, baby," you said calmly, giving him a wide grin.

"Hi, my love." He gave you a small smile, but then quickly plopped down on the couch, grabbing the remote and flicking through the channels. You frowned, as he was usually more enthusiastic to greet you, so you decided to see what the matter was. Walking over to him, you eyed him gently, deciding to sit right on his lap, facing him. He let out a small chuckle, lowering the volume of the television to focus on you — despite his obvious tiredness. You gazed into his eyes for a moment, then took a strand of his hair and tucked it behind his ear.

"Anything happen today?"

"Hmm," he thought, but you knew he was thinking whether or not he should tell you and worry you, "just some stupid shit, long day — I'm fine." He wrapped up his thought quickly, shutting you out.

Kazutora was known for keeping a lot of his "work-related" issues to himself. You didn't mind much, as long as he wasn't in danger. There was no need to pry, but the tired and saddened look on his face panged your heart and you felt the urge to cheer him up.

"How about…" you said in a teasing tone, pretending to think about your already planned move, "I make you feel a bit better… hmm?" You leaned closer, supporting your weight on the couch in front of you, straddling his hips.

"Could help…"

You gave a satisfied hum, then kissed him softly. He tasted like coffee and sweet candy, an almost piquant taste that you always seemed to crave. Kazutora leaned more into you, moving one of his hands to the back of your neck and the other on your hip, almost pushing you down into him. He seemed to want you almost as much as you wanted him. Soft vibrations started to be sent through your mouth, moving your tongue into the kiss and nibbling at his lip for entrance. He obliged, letting out a soft moan as your tongue entered his mouth.

Soon enough, you felt a heat piling between your legs, your own self becoming antsy and wanting more. You knew the long-haired boy wanted you too, as his hands started to feel you up more and more. One of his delicate hands started to pull on your shirt and he seemed out of breath between the sloppy kisses you were delivering each other. You were the one to pull away.

"What a way to be greeted when I come home," he joked, letting out a small chuckle as he admired your glossed over eyes, reddened lips, and already messy hair. He didn't look so much better himself — his lips dark and his eyes filled with lust. Admiring him for just one moment longer, you took the next opportunity to take off your shirt and pants, throwing them to the side. You gave your boyfriend a small smile as he admired your figure and then tugged at his shirt, getting it off of him promptly. You didn't have as much time to admire him as he did you, in a flash he was on you again, kissing at your lips, then your jawline, then your neck. His hands gripping you softly, yet keeping you in place. One of his lean arms wrapped around your back, pressing you into him. "Such a pretty girl," he mumbled between sloppy kisses down your body, "my pretty girl, my pretty girl."

"Mmm, fuck — Kazu…"

"My gorgeous girl, all mine," he mumbled more, definitely leaving a hickey on your soft neck. His head was buried in you at this point, his long hair hanging messily over his shoulders. He kissed you in all of the right spots, causing small moans to leave your breathless mouth, egging him on even more. It felt so good, you couldn't help but move your hips on top of him, feeling his hardness through his jeans. By now you had to be soaked — probably wet through your underwear — and you wanted him to feel you. It was almost like he read your mind at that moment, as you felt two of his strong fingers make his way to your clothed pussy. Two fingers, right on top of your already swollen clit. The fabric was a bit of a hindrance, but it felt so good that you swear you could have came on the spot. "Mmm, feel good?"

"Fuck yes-" was all you could get out. Kazu wasn't even asking in a teasing tone, you could tell he genuinely just wanted to make sure you felt good, which warmed your heart, but also made you want to make him feel absolutely amazing. The two fingers planted right on your clit were working slowly, but picking up the pace, as they circled around you. Small moans left your mouth, already feeling the heat building up in your stomach. You felt like you were already going to cum. "K — ah, fuck — Kazu, stop,"

"What's wrong, my love?" he asked in a serious and curious tone, not completely stopping his movements, but enough so that you wouldn't cum in the next couple of seconds. He pulled away from your body so he could look you in the eyes, immediately scanning your face to see what the potential issue could be. You wanted to smile at his cuteness, but you already felt super fucked-out, but you could admire him for just a moment. Although his hair was quite messy, his face was red and his eyes were full of worry for you — adorable.

"Nothing," you started, "just wanna cum when you're inside of me, was 'bout to cum — felt so good, Kazu."

Your response left him with a massive, almost smug, grin on his face. He was grinning at being relieved you were fine and he didn't do anything wrong, but also because of the very hot thing you just casually said to him. With a satisfied groan at your response, he removed both of his hands from your body and started to work on his belt and getting his dick out of his jeans and boxers. Since your hands were still shaky from your almost-orgasm, you let him handle it.

"Fuck, 'm so fuckin' hard — hurts." His tone came off as almost needy, quickly adjusting himself and getting out his cock. He was a good size and he was definitely painfully hard at this point, precum glistening on the tip. His chest was heaving a bit, his lean body both relaxed but restless, gripping himself as he eyed you carefully. Even though you still had your bra and panties on, he still couldn't help but look over every inch of your body as you sat on his lap. After eyeing you for a moment, his eyes flicked to yours, "you gonna sit on it, or what?"

A small scoff emerged from your mouth as you chuckled internally at his brash comment — but of course — you couldn't deny him. You moved your panties to the side and bent yourself up, hovering over his sensitive dick. He held himself and waited for you to come down on him, and when your pussy engulfed just the very tip of his cock, he couldn't help but practically throw his head back. You weren't in better shape, already small moans coming from you as you continued to lower yourself lower and lower until his entire member was swallowed by your tightness.

"Oh — oh fuck — don't move," he whined, placing a strong hand on your hip to keep you in place, "Jesus fuck — if you move, I'm going to cum. Just stay- … f-fuck."

The way he was speaking made you want to move even more and you could feel yourself clench around him, causing his dick to twitch inside of you. Even though you wanted to move, he kept you in place, despite your slight squirming of the hips. He kissed you gently and when he became more collected, he guided you up and down on himself, holding your side carefully.

"Kazu- shit, hah — shit," you managed to get out, but your boyfriend started picking up the pace, causing a warm and tight feeling to twist inside your stomach. That feeling only started to rise when he took his thumb and started rubbing your clit in small circles.

"Mmm, 'atta girl," he groaned. He was watching you attentively, moans and tiny pleads leaving you as you could barely keep yourself up, Kazutora rutting his hips into you and bouncing you up and down on his hardness. You were so soaked and he felt so good inside of you, the sound of skin slapping together echoing in your ears. "That's my girl, taking my dick so good — fuck."

Kazutora encouraged you, knowing every time he said something so provocative with a swirl of your clit, he could feel you squeeze him — and he absolutely fucking loved it. Not wanting to cum yet, he slowed his pace just a little, inciting whines from you.

"No- more, please. W-want more. Kazu — please," you muttered, so fucked-out you could barely speak or think. He didn't listen, pulling you closer and nipping at your neck, which was already reddened from his kissing before. You continued to whine as he fucked you slowly, practically begging for him to continue at a fastening pace.

"Don't wanna cum yet, baby. Wanna be inside you just a little longer…"

You groaned at his words, clenching around him and earning yourself a groan from Kazu, which sent vibrations through your body. Your hands were on his chest, then grabbing onto his firm arms. "Fuck me, 'lease, faster," you begged. He groaned and quickly kissed up your neck and jawline, passionately kissing you on the lips,  then finally — finally quickening his pace, fucking into you so good that you moaned into his mouth.

"Cum for me — cum around me. Let me feel it," he said, pulling away from the kiss and looking at you in your fluttering eyes. You couldn't respond, but you gave him a nod, whining loudly as the fire inside your stomach came to a peak, reaching your orgasm as your pussy clenched around his cock.

"Ah- fuck! Feels — hah — s'good…"

"Mm, I feel you — goddamnit — keep tightening around me and I might just cum right in you." His words buzzed in your ears as you breathed heavily, coming down from your high. Your boyfriend still fucked you slowly, causing you to whimper at how sensitive you were. "Sensitive, baby…? 'M gonna cum…  soon — gonna pull out last second… try to, at least… but, fuck — you feel so good 'round me," he muttered into your neck, moving you up and down as you whined softly, your mind still a mess from your orgasm.

Fucking into you a few more times, he quickly pulled away, lifting you up and getting himself out of you. "Gonna cum, fuck — hah — oh, f-fuck, " he panted, pumping himself once before throwing his head back, warm, sticky cum aiming right at your bare stomach. His other hand grabbed onto your thigh as he came, his groaning continued as he milked the rest of his cum out. You could feel the warmness on your torso — looking down at the mess he made of you.

"On my stomach, again, Kazu, — really?" You teased, as he moved his head forward to look at you and your stomach with his cum sloppily planted on top. A smile crept upon his face and he gently put a hand on your waist.

"Guess I like to make a mess." His hand went to your face, cupping it softly, before kissing you, smiling into the kiss, "and, for the record — you made me feel a lot better."

[baby-tini]

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[macsimagines]

Can you do some bimbo reader with Izana, Draken and Chifuyu?

Ive done bimbo for Draken before so Ill just do Izana and Chifuyu

TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, OBSESSIVE BEHAVIOR, DADDY KINK, BIMBO, SPANKINGS

Yandere!Izana Kurokawa

Love-love-loves you~! You're too fucking stupid for your own good, and do everything he says no questions asked. Well... Maybe sometimes.

"Y/N be a good girl and come sit on Daddy's lap." "Wha- My daddy's not here silly!"

You're just his dumb puppy that needs to be trained, but don't worry princess you're in very good hands. No really, he's always got his hands on you. On your nice fat tits, cupping as much of that ass as he can.

Picks out your clothes for you everyday. Will let you have some in put if you pout enough. "B-but Izana! That skirt won't cover up my panties!" "That's fine baby, I knew that when I got it for you~" "Ya but then I can't wear my brand new thong and its Prada!" "So whiny."

Sometimes he just makes up reasons to punish you, sometimes he even lies. You're too dumb to know any better though, bless your heart, you just pout those pretty pink lips at him and lay across his lap for spankings.

You take every thwack like a champ though, sweet hiccups and I'm sorry every time his hand comes down. You're such a good girl, you even get nice and wet for him like this too.

Yandere! Chifuyu Matsuno

He does not know what to do with you baby, he never really has. Lord knows he's been blessed with the most gorgeous angel on the planet, it's just that you're not the smartest angel on the planet.

God really does give the hardest challenges to his strongest warriors because with the way your tits go up and down, up and down you have got him sooo hard.

"Ba-baby, where's your bra?" "Hmmm? Oh! I can't wear it with this dress cause it pokes out, but don't worry! I have bandaids over my nipples so they don't peek out!" "😩"

Is constantly worried someone is going to try and hurt you or take you from him so now you have a bunch of rules.

You can't go anywhere before you tell Daddy, You can't hang out with anyone unless Daddy says it's ok, Daddy has to check your phone every day and every night, You must pick up when Daddy calls, Daddy wants you to check in every hour try to do it at least twice and the most important rule Show Daddy how much you love him.

Yes, it's very hard to be your sugar daddy but you make it all worth it for him when your on your knees giving Daddy's cock all the kisses and love he deserves. Such a good girl for him.

[yanderederee]

DoubleDate,

May14th, 2004

a/n: lol, I wrote this Before MeetMyGang, so details regarding readers first time on a bike aren’t accurate anymore, buuut I don’t think anyone cares~:)

Before! › here! › after!

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You’d admired Baji for a long time now.

He was scary, and strong enough to do anything he put his mind to. He prioritized the people important to him, and took everything involving his loved ones very seriously. He was gentle to creatures weaker than him, and took them under his protection. Baji was sincere and dedicated in everything he did.

Baji Keisuke wasn’t a bad guy. And you loved him so much.

Baji, on the other hand, was having a hard time coming to terms with how he felt about you.

But he couldn’t push down the wonderment you always left him feeling after an encounter. You were his friend, no question. But you were so fragile. Meeker than the punks he usually rode with.

Keisuke still couldn’t admit it, but you’d successfully stolen his heart.

“Dude, invite her out or something. It’s summer break, you won’t see her for another month.”

“I didn’t even say anything?” Baji glared questionably at his blond friend.

“Didn’t have do. You’ve been mopping around all week. Probably because—“

“Chose your next words carefully Matsuno,” Baji cut in monotone. Chifuyu puffed his cheeks. “Fine fine,” he backed off, stretching from his previous spot as Peke J’s bed. “See ya then.” He waved off, throwing his bag over his shoulder and headed to the door.

“Oi! What for?” Baji complained.

Sure he had a lot of better shit he could be doing with his time. He could go to Akihabara for the weekend while his mom was gone. He could ride out anywhere he really wanted to and enjoy the summer time he earned. That you helped him earn.

“Why, i thought you were too busy moping around to notice.” Chifuyu joked without malice. After, he quipped his brand new phone out with a wide grin. “And if you’re ever so curious, Y/nnchan just invited me out to meet at the cat cafe.~”

The first division captain stared at his vice underling with a deep mix of emotion. He could identify one of those complicated feelings as jealousy.

You asked to hang out with Chifuyu? Baji looked over at the vibrant screen of Chifuyu’s phone, barely making out your name. Pink and blue bubbles littered the screen. “When did you get her number in the first place?”

“Not too many of the guys have phones, so Mom, Ryoko and Y/n are my only contacts right now.”

Baji suddenly really wanted a cellphone.

“So, you coming or what?” Chifuyu asked, throwing Baji a balled up pair of black socks. “Why would I come?” He grumbled out.

“Cause she asked me to invite you~” Chifuyu grinned wickedly. His heart stopped for a moment.

“Hurry up or I’m gonna tell her you bailed!” Chifuyu yelled before darting out of the apartment. “Damnit! Hold on you son of a bitch!”

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When the two managed to get to the cat cafe, they were already ten minutes early for the agreed meeting time. “Oh, party of three? Booth 9, enjoy!” The waitress purred once they entered. Confused, they looked over and saw you looking over the menu.

“You’re early!” Chifuyu laughed when he was first to enter the booth. “Chi! Yeah, haha, I was here when I texted you actually.” Your eyes darted over to Baji, happiness spread across your features. “Kei! So happy you came!”

Baji avoided making eye contact, sure to out himself shy if he did. “The hell? Cute~,” Chifuyu laughed again, his comment clearly coming off as more than friendly. Baji felt heat prickle his ears at this point. Was he trying to provoke him?

You laughed at Chifuyu’s comment, and held the menu out to the both of them. “I ordered a few appetizers already, the frushi is actually the specialty of the day!” You chirped along the menu with excitement.

Well, if nothing else, Chifuyu wasn’t a liar. You really were so cute. A little weird and outgoing, but so, undeniably cute.

“I’ll probably get an order of gyoza.” Baji thought out loud, lazily holding the menu in front of him.

Chifuyu ordered a blue ramune poured over a lemonlime soda.

Baji ordered a black cherry soda with a subtle vanilla cream mix rested at the bottom.

And after much deliberation, you decided on a rich brown-sugar milk tea.

“It’s a little surprising how much cats love you, Kei.” You admitted. “No kidding, strays far and wide can’t get enough of him. Baji actually always leaves his bedroom window open for—” Chifuyu went along praising his captain, ultimately leading to his embarrassed captain to cut him off abruptly.

“Oh yeah!! Didn’t you say you had a cat, Chi?” You asked.

“Oh yeah, Peke J! He’s adventurous, and visits with Baji more than he’s actually home. I bet he’d really like you.”

Baji just couldn’t put his finger on it. Chifuyu was just being friendly, yet somehow he was getting under his skin like never before. “Yaknow, Baji and I actually talked about opening a pet shop in the future!”

You beamed in response to the topic, gaze fluttering between the two delinquents. “A pet store?” You asked, nibbling on a gyoza.

Chifuyu glanced over at Baji, hoping he’d jump into the conversation.

This was his role after all, the perfect natural wingman.

Unfortunately, Baji only saw the situation for its surface level; Chifuyu was blatantly flirting with you for the both of them, Right in front of him.

Baji glared a little bit, and shrugged. “Nah, Mikey‘s talkin about seriously applying himself to motor racing. Sounds sweet,” he grinned his canines.

Chifuyu gaped at his answer. Was he trying to look cool? Was he seriously that oblivious to romantic ques?

Yet, ever the same look of amazement, you smiled back. “Motor racing?! I totally forgot that’s like, your guys’ thing, motor bikes!” You visibly prickle with excitement. “I’ve never been close to one actually. They’re really loud and kinda scary from what I see, but you guys use them all the time right?”

The both of them gaped at your reaction. “They seem pretty cool.” You laughed almost awkwardly, Almost as if to let out a hint, but ready to retract at any sign of uncomfortability.

Chifuyu looked at his captain, the stars glaring over his vision obvious. “Baji’s bike is sick! A Suzuki GSX250E! With an attached second seater. He won’t admit it but he saved up a bunch so I could ride alongside him to Toman meetings.” He praised his captains generosity openly again.

“Yer full of shit,” Baji laughed, “I had that thing way before you.”

“How thoughtful! Chifuyu’s pretty new to the gang, so you haven’t saved up enough for a bike yet, right?” You asked Chifuyu, the eye contact you shared making Baji feel a little … possessive? “I’m doing very good saving up for one!” Chifuyu perked up, eager. The only other person he could brag these hobbies with was Kazutora, after all.

“You have a bike model in mind?” You asked, tilting your head, as you allowed an all-white rag doll cat affectionately demand your attention. Baji rose a brow, your choice of words making him curious. “How much you know about bikes?”

You giggled sheepishly, hiding your face in the cats fur. “J-just a little. I just, got a little curious, s-so I learned a few neat facts,” you waved this off quickly, and drew the attention back to one of them. “I really don’t know much besides what a book would tell you. Are you trying to shop for speed or style?”

To you, it seemed like a genuinely honest and curious question. To them, they had finally found something to hold over your smart little head. Something they knew all about, and for you to be clueless!

“Baji goes for speed. I’m thinking as long as I can keep up, I might as well aim for something flashy!” Chifuyu admitted with pride.

“Oi, don’t talk down about my Goki like that! It looks cool as hell,” Baji kicked the blonde affectionately.

“Actually, that makes me wonder, how do you guys even get your bikes? They’re like, triple digit thousand yen. Do you all just have jobs or something?” You asked while more felines covered what was visible of you.

Chifuyu plucks one of the cats what began to claw biscuits into your exposed skin, and cradled it in his arms lovingly.

Baji struggled, stuffing his face with a third gyoza. “My bike didn’t really ride when I first found it. A real piece of junk. But I brought the pieces to Shin and asked if he could make it drivable.”

“Guess it wasn’t in that bad o’f shape. Polished up the framework and helped put the parts together, baby was driving the next two months.”

“So Mikey’s brother spotted you the cost to restore your shitty bike?” Chifuyu teased. “Asshole! I paid with physical labor for that bike!” Baji pushed.

Putting the context clues together, you asked without filter, “Shin sounds like a nice guy, helping you restore a bike so willingly. Maybe he could give you tips, Chifuyu.”

The atmosphere got deathly quiet.

No one wanted to say anything, evident on Baji’s hardened expression and Chifuyu being visibly nervous. “He’s dead,” Baji said finally, no indication to continue.

“Oh… I’m sorry to hear that,” you say quietly, briefly lowering your head to show your condolences. “Based on how you speak of him, Mikey seems to take after him. What does he drive?” You asked, making an attempt to sweep the rough atmosphere away.

To you, it seemed as though the subject of Shinichiro’s passing was an unpleasant one. You felt it impolite to pry.

Baji looks you over, noticing your calm demeanor as you handled the tense answer he just gave. He was used to people acting nervous around him if he wasn’t careful. But he liked feeling as though he didn’t need to filter his words to appear kinder, when he simply didn’t want to talk about it. Baji really liked the way you always treated him so kindly, accepting his sharp attitude without taking it personally.

“A Honda. CB250t.” Baji answered without reluctance. He didn’t mean to come off prickly, but the pause insinuated otherwise.

You began thinking something over in your head, before a cat pounced to get your attention, making you shriek with laughter.

“Sorry sorry,” you apologize to the jealous cat, divvying out a generous handful of treats. This distraction seemed to serve as a middle point of the lunch. Drinks were about finished, food demolished, and the sun was still high in the sky.

Chifuyu yawned, and stretched his limbs. “Way too nice to just go back home though,” he admitted, tossing his head in Baji’s direction. “What’s everybody else doing?”

Baji reciprocated the yawn, and rested his head on the back of the chair. His eyes were focused on you as you played so joyously with the cats. He couldn’t get over just how cute he thought you were. He’d be damned if he said that out loud though.

Not realizing he had went silent, Baji lost himself in through, gaze softened your way. He was so used to his obnoxious glasses blocking this lovestruck look, he found himself doing it again without them.

Chifuyu took note of this, getting mild second hand embarrassment from how oblivious Baji was.

Chifuyu wanted to feel grateful that, at least, you were too distracted by the cats to notice his captain’s affectionate stare. Except, when he glanced over at you, Chifuyu saw a twinkle of something in your eye.

You knew Baji was staring at you. And by acting as though you didn’t notice, you soak in the unintentional affection, with a blush and a smile.

Chifuyu felt his heart rate Racing at this point. This was The Most silent, yet intense, atmosphere of backhanded flirting, without so much as eye contact to fuel the flames.

The waitress had made her rounds by this point, clearing the table of everything, and asking you three if you would like anything to go. “I’d like to order two shortcakes, and three lemon iced teas please! One yuzu, rose, and lavender.” You agreed, while Chifuyu added a specialty lemonade on the to go order.

“I don’t have anything else to do,” you admitted while the three of you gathered your bearings. “Any plans?” You asked, giving no credit to Chifuyu’s exact same question that’d went ignored earlier.

Baji shruggled. “Nah. All that talk about bikes for me itching to ride, though.” He smirked.

Baji liked you, he really did. This whole time, he had made an effort to push you to not get too close. But this moment, covered in cat hair, disheveled and smiling so affectionately. Baji couldn’t help but ask,

“How bout it? You think modified bikes are cool, how bout taking a ride on one?”

The way your face lit up at his question blinded the two delinquents. “Really?!” You asked, clearly excited. “Well don’t get all misty eyed!” Baji blared back, embarrassed.

Once the three of you had gotten your to go orders, you all made way back to their apartment complex to pick up Baji’s bike and keys.

Being the sweet little thing you were, you bashful admitted the to-go order you placed was actually meant for their mothers. “Moms like it when you get them a little treat, to show your gratitude!” You reasoned with their confused response.

The first stop came to Chifuyu’s apartment, since it was two floors below Baji’s.

Chifuyu sighed, a little embarrassed at the way you chatted so openly and casually with his mom.

“She probably thinks y/n’s my girlfriend, she always jumps to conclusions like that.”

It was quiet when Baji didn’t give a reaction. He’d planned on simply waiting patiently for you to finish. He could help but notice the way you chatted this same way with his own mom.

“Guess that wouldn’t be so bad.” Chifuyu whispered by accident. Your conversation with Chifuyu’s mom died out from Keisuke’s ears, the only thing he could register was Chifuyu’s whispered words.

He knew he was overthinking it, so like everything else, he pushed the thought down, even if it did bother him.

“Well, I wanted to drop off the lavender tea and cake! I’m glad to know you’re well!” You went to wave your goodbye. “Finally we can go!” Baji grinned, hyping up his spirit to ride. “Not so fast,” you shook your head at him. “Still gatta drop off the cake and tea I got for your mom!”

Baji was stunned once again. He really did try having patience with you, but damn were you making it difficult. Without argument though, the two boys followed you to the sixth floor.

“Y/n!! I’m so happy to see you,” Ryoko sighed with contentment when she’d successfully tucked under her arm in a big hug. “Jeez, glad she doesn’t greet me that way,” Baji mumbled to Chifuyu, who laughed in response. “Cake and tea? I knew you were my favorite kid,” she took a sip of the yuzu lemon iced tea.

“Hate to remind you that I’m an only child, hag,” Baji bit back. “Gonna change; the cat hair’s starting to itch.” He rolled his eyes, leaving Chifuyu alone with the girls. “So, how’s my second favorite kid?” Ryoko asks with comical volume, aimed in Chifuyu’s direction. Chifuyu chuckled at the muffled “shut up!” that came out of Baji’s room, holding up the keys to Baji’s Suzuki.

“She’s never been on a bike before, so Baji’s gonna take Y/n riding before the meet up tonight.”

“Oi, Kei! You be careful!” She yelled seriously, sashaying over to the spare coat closet. “Do you have an extra helmet?” She asked, earning an annoyed grunt from her teenage son.

“Yes, I have an extra helmet-“ he tried agreeing with her, “is it clean?” She asked, making Baji pause his response. “…Who was the last to wear it again?”

Ryoko sighed, and pulled down a dark purple cycle helmet. “Please wear this,” she asked you, holding the sturdy plastic into your hand. “I used to wear it when I’d go out riding. ‘Long as you and Kei stay friends, use it for me, alright?”

Needlessly sentimental, you hugged her as you’d accepted the helmet before your exit.

“Where do you usually keep your bike?” you asked, aware that parking one’s bike at home can be dangerous. “Theres a cheap parking garage down the street.” Baji nodded in the direction of the garage when the turn came up.

Once making it in, the three of you circled the bike in admiration. “It’s nice,” you hummed, modestly squatting to checkout the details of the bike. “It’s okay if I touch right?” You asked.

Nervously, Baji squats beside you and made a gesture to show it was fine to do so. Ever so gently, you traced your fingers along the exhaust pipe, as though you would peel away the metal to look further inside. Quietly, you hummed, and examined the parts most visible. “It’s big though, I don’t think my feet can reach the peddle..”

Both Baji and Chifuyu laughed. “You thought i was gonna just let you ride my bike like that?” He asked as though it wasn’t even a consideration. “Huh? Is that not what you meant earlier?” You asked, embarrassed. Baji laughed again, barely making it to his feet.

“You dork! I was just gonna drive you around some backroads.” He ruffled your hair roughly. You gave a sheepish “oh” before looking away in embarrassment. “W-well, that’s fine.” You said, a little shyer this time.

Chifuyu’s eye glinted from your wit.

Chifuyu could read you like the back of his hand, a feat Baji was clearly oblivious to. By acting shy, you automatic lit a flame of nervousness under Keisuke’s idea of a platonic activity. You were hinting at the exposure—tiptoeing that line of flirtation neither of you quite crossed.

And Baji fell for your tricks like a lovesick fool, suddenly bashful and confused for as to why.

“What ‘bout you Chi?” You asked, lining the scene with a comfortable middle ground between both boys. Body language gave away you still tried including Chifuyu, as to not kick him out as an unnecessary third wheel.

“Kinda itchy with cat hair, honestly. Think I’m gonna take a shower and check out what Ryusei’s doing. Catch ya later?” He asked.

It was Chifuyu’s turn to finally let go of the reins; he’d secretly initiated the date, lead the conversation, and got you two to this point. His job was complete. Satisfied, he turned to walk away. “Wait,” you pulled on Chifuyu’s sleeve, subconsciously making the boy lean into your cupped hand. “Thanks for today, it meant a lot to me.” And with an innocent kiss to the corner of his lip and cheek, you doddled back to Baji, who’d bucking his heel against the kick Stand.

Chifuyu wouldn’t stop thinking about that chast kiss you gave him. How soft it was. How precise your movemeets were— you had Meant to kiss him where you had. Not enough to consider romantic, but definitely a forewarning that it could have been. He was swimming in those thoughts, even when he watched you and Baji plow down the street happily.

Was he seriously falling in love with his Boss’s crush?