#yuto drabble

[heartkaji]

★ TALKING STAGE FT. REN KAJI !

𝜗ৎ synopsis : in which you and kaji are more than friends but less than lovers ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

𝜗ৎ contains : nonchalant king kaji, hurt / comfort ⋆.˚

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[iid-smile]

quiet times , kusumi yuto

x gn!student!reader ! the reader is nervous about school. kusumi is just so CUTE!!! green flag kusumi is canon!

author's note: no cause i actually cant. need me a bf like kusumi right NOW because why would something like this actually be so cute? actually dying of cuteness. dont even talk to me1!1!!1!1! this boy needs more love.

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kusumi was there before your first day at a new school. for many reasons, you had to make the change, and you were obviously nervous.

after he sent an encouraging message filled to the brim with kaomojis and sweet words, he was at your door in minutes. or maybe he was already on his way there? whatever it was, you were definitely grateful. your head was running wild with anxiety, the what ifs swarming your mind like moth to flame, and—

kusumi presses a finger on your lips.

it catches you off guard, which was his intention, and his signature gentle smile calmed you down a bit. he steers you towards a full length mirror in your bedroom, and stands you in front of it.

"what are you–?"

he shushes you again with his finger. you were disappointed that you couldn't talk, but you both knew this was for the better, otherwise you'd start rambling. then, he starts adjusting your uniform. flattening your shirt collar, straightening your tie, brushing off your shoulders, fixing any flyaways in your hair, and tying your shoelaces securely. your brain is blank, just mindlessly moving your limbs out of the way for him. after cleaning your appearance up, he takes the time to pat and squish your cheeks, kiss the tip of your nose, pet the top of your head, and give you a tight hug to top it all off.

it's like you were barely thinking, just staring at his face as he pulls out his phone and types up what you assume to be a message for you. once he flips his phone around, its the notes app, and a few sentences:

i'll walk you to school so you'll stay safe! ★☆★ i'm gonna hold your hand tight so all of my happiness transfers to you !!! (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾(￣^￣)ゞwe can even stop by a convenience store if you're hungry ♪(´ε｀ ) tell me when you're ready to go！ ٩( ᐛ )و ♡

right at the bottom, you see something else.

me -> (*･ω･)ﾉ(˃̵ᴗ˂̵๑) <- you

you're a bit confused, but kusumi suddenly pats you on the head. and another tight hug, pressing his cheek against yours. he hasn't even said a word, yet it feels like the words "i love you" are getting shoved down your throat. in a good way. just why is he so sweet?

and you really did look like the kaomoji. a stupidly foolish grin plastered on your face, and your cheeks coloured a rosy red.

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[flyingwargle]

flufftober day 4: market day

amagasaki is home to several indoor and outdoor markets that appeal to different audiences. the indoor market attracts artisans and small businesses that produce household items, jewelry, and crafts. the outdoor market is where independent grocers, farmers, and most food trucks congregate, occupying parks wreathed in autumn colors, accompanied by music from local artists and bands.

osamu borrowed everything for his booth. the tent is from inarizaki’s volleyball club. the metal trays are on loan from his old home economics teacher. the folding tables are from aran, the cash box and chalk sandwich board from omimi. the disposable plastic gloves, napkins, and takeout bags are from kita. the truck that he used to transport everything is from his uncle.

it’s only his onigiri that belong to him.

he opens the tent, sets up the tables. he slides the trays of onigiri into the transparent food displays, stickers already in place with the price and filling. he places the cashbox beside it, along with a stack of business cards, which only has his name, phone number, email, and ig. the storefront will come in the near future.

atsumu joins him after he’s set everything up and takes a piece of chalk to draw on the sandwich board. in uneven letters, he scrawls onigiri miya and doodles onigiri in the corners. he takes a handful of flyers that osamu printed with the available flavors, and atsumu starts walking around to distribute them. the morning is still young; business will pick up, hopefully.

“hey, osamu! nice booth ya got here.”

his smile widens at the pair of familiar faces. “aran! kita-san! good morning!”

aran waves, and kita nods. “how’s business so far?” aran asks.

“the market just opened, so i haven’t sold anythin’.” he gestures at the empty park. “’tsumu is walkin’ ‘round ta advertise.”

kita picks up several flyers. “i can take a handful ta bring back ta the farm an’ distribute ta the neighbors.”

“oh, same here. my team is nowhere nearby, but it helps ta spread the word, yeah?” aran does the same, tucking them under his arm. “well, i should show some patronage. i’ll take a tuna mayo, please.”

“konbu fer me, please,” kita adds.

osamu packs their orders, deposits their change into the cashbox. “thank ya both. will y’all check out the rest o’ the market?”

“of course. we’ll come back ta say bye when we leave.” aran steps away, giving him a final nod of encouragement. "good luck!”

he sells a few onigiri, and atsumu returns to deposit the remaining flyers in hand. “didja see aran an’ kita-san?” osamu asks him.

“yeah, i saw ‘em walkin’ round. i saw akagi an’ omimi-san too, they said they’ll come by.”

as if he summoned them, their upperclassmen arrive. “look at ya, osamu,” akagi says, slightly teary-eyed. “workin’ on the other side o’ the counter fer once.”

omimi rolls his eyes, although his expression is soft. “shinsuke gave us a glowin’ review. can we get one o’ everythin’?”

“thank ya both, akagi-san, omimi-san,” osamu says, beaming as he packs their orders. “i hope ya’ll enjoy ‘em.”

“ya better,” atsumu adds. “that’s yer kouhai’s cookin’ yer ‘bout ta eat.”

“i’mma enjoy the hell outta ‘em,” akagi reassures him. “if ya aren’t sold out by the end o’ the day, i’ll come back an’ buy the rest.”

the height of the afternoon approaches, and the crowd thickens. atsumu, after a brief phone break, goes back out to advertise, and osamu continues to sell a few more. a small line forms but quickly dissipates, and he’s left with another pair of familiar faces. “gin! kosaku! yer back in town?”

“we came ta support ya!” ginjima knocks his fist against his. “it’s yer first gig at the market, yeah? it better not be yer last.”

osamu shakes his head. “i’m gonna be at two others after this. gotta balance it with work.”

“which restaurant are ya at?” kosaku asks. “are ya still at the teppanyaki place?”

“nah, the owner recommended me ta his colleague’s kaiseki restaurant. it’s been hard, but i finally got on his good side. good thing, or i woulda had ta work today.”

“hey, guys!” atsumu returns, empty-handed, knocking fists with their friends. “ya’ll came back just ta support ‘samu?”

“obviously. we gotta support, ya know?” ginjima’s eyes gleam as he takes his wallet out. “i’ll take a negitoro onigiri.”

“i’ll take bonito flakes,” kosaku adds.

the onigiri steadily decrease from the trays. business is steady, with many eager to support him online or await his physical shop. for now, they’ll have to contend with his appearances at various markets in town, until he’s able to expand further out.

“tsum-tsum! so this is where you’ve been!”

atsumu straightens from behind, stepping next to his twin at the owl-haired young man and his dark-haired companion with glasses. “bokkun, keiji-kun! nice of ya’ll ta come by.” to his brother, he introduces them. “bokuto koutarou, my teammate, and akaashi keiji, his friend.”

“it’s nice to meet you, mya-saam!” bokuto says cheerfully. “your onigiri look amazing! i could buy all of them!”

“please don’t, bokuto-san. you don’t have enough luggage space for all of that.”

“oh, that’s true! okay, i’ll take your last mentaiko and one salmon!”

“i’ll get salmon, please,” akaashi adds. “i wish your business the best of luck, miya-san.”

osamu hands them over. “thank ya. yer support means a lot ta me.”

meian, atsumu’s captain, also stops by, along with inunaki, barnes, and adriah. atsumu converses with them while osamu bags their orders, dwindling his stock further. there’s still an hour until the market ends, with three onigiri left. he wonders who’ll take the last of them.

his answer comes as soon as his brother’s teammates leave, replaced with another trio, this time led by a familiar face. “hey.” suna has his hands in his pockets, a smile on his face. “hope we’re not too late?”

“so this is the humble beginning of an empire, huh?” his companion asks. “i’m lucky to be part of it.” there’s another person lurking behind him, and atsumu immediately singles him out.

“ya lied ta me, omi! ya said ya wouldn’t come by!” atsumu shouts.

sakusa glowers at him, the lower half of his face hidden behind his face. “it wasn’t a lie. i was brought here against my will because of motoya.”

“we have to show our support! it isn’t every day that a new onigiri restaurant is in the works,” his cousin insists. “we came just in time to snag the last three!”

it’s easy for them to decide who gets what: sakusa gets umeboshi, komori with kombu, and suna with tuna mayo. osamu slides his gloves off, satisfied that he’s sold out.

they stay to help him dismantle the stall, and promise to meet with the twins for dinner after. atsumu loads everything into the truck and climbs into the passenger seat beside osamu, clicking his seatbelt on. “that was a pretty good first day, yeah?” he says. “just wait ‘till ya get yer storefront. the line will go fer blocks.”

osamu smiles, inserting the key into the ignition. it’s so easy to imagine it, to envision the happy customers with his onigiri in hand, to visualize a full house. “i can’t wait, either. thanks fer yer help, ‘tsumu.”

“any time, ‘samu.” they knock against each other’s fists.

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Valentine's counterpart featuring Cupid Yuya

Rating: T

Mostly a fluffy concept drabble

It's a beautiful, sunny day in Heartland City and Yuto wants nothing more than to crawl under a rock and hide there until night falls. Once again, it's Valentine's Day and the delightful, heart themed city he resides in has pumped far too much money into red, white, and pink themed merchandising that makes his eyes bleed if he looks at it for too long. He doesn't need to buy overpriced chocolate or flowers or anything of that sort because the girl he loved found someone else. It's his fault, really. Yuto was far too shy about his feelings and in an effort to avoid causing trouble between himself and Lulu, he simply said nothing at all. He let her believe they were only friends. Yuto felt his heart shatter the day she rushed to him with a smile on her face and a photo of a boy on her phone.

Boyfriend, she said, beaming from ear to ear with a face so adorable that Yuto could do nothing but force a smile and a few curt words of false congratulations. He has no one to blame aside from himself, but that won't stop him from stalking off to the river to chuck pebbles into the flowing water until he feels better.

Yuto picks up his first stone when something sharp hits the back of his head. He flinches and scrambles to feel around for a wound, but surprisingly finds nothing at all. Not even a scratch. Confused, he looks around, trying to make sense of what hit him when he spots an odd sight. There's a young man carrying what looks like a bow crafted from a pink material, with curly wings jutting out behind his back and an odd costume adorning his form. A red vest lined in gold with a white dress shirt underneath. A cape of white and gold is affixed to either shoulder by small buttons as his red slacks and golden boots click against the gravelly shore. His hair is a messy mix of red with green on top and a pair of pink, heart shaped goggles edged in gold hold back his numerous bangs. He seems to be struggling to load a heart-shaped arrow into the bow, which is evident by his quiet cursing.

Yuto sighs. He must have gotten hit by this clumsy man while he was trying to load his arrows.

He's about to turn around when the stranger finally manages to load his arrow and grins as he turns towards Yuto, weapon locked on his body.

"Okay! Second time's the charm!" He announced.

"Hey, wait—!" Yuto shouts, throwing up a hand as that arrow flies through the air and pierces through his chest.

He staggers back, his heart going wild as Yuto clutches at his shirt, expecting to see blood. When he pulls his hand away, there's no injury to show, just a strange, fluttery feeling in his chest. Grey eyes snap back to the stranger, who is standing smugly in place, nodding resolutely to himself.

"Another lonely soul ready for love. This job's a piece of cake on Valentine's Day!"

Yuto furrows his brows. Another soul? Job? What the hell is this guy talking about?

Why does Yuto really want to know his name?

He's moving without thinking, letting his feet carry him towards the stranger dressed in red until they're only an arm's length apart. Crimson eyes fixate on Yuto's form, looking him up and down for a moment before glancing away as the stranger pulls out a list from thin air and strikes off a name. He hums to himself, chipper and cheerful and very much oblivious to the way Yuto continues to watch him until a soft voice coughs just once.

"Are you the guy who hit me with an arrow?" Yuto questions.

The stranger turns around, blinking with crimson eyes at the riverbank as if searching for someone else.

"You. Green and red hair. Bow. Wearing a suit."

"Ehhh?!" He cries, nearly leaping out of his own skin as Yuto reads out his image. "You can see me?"

"You aren't exactly subtle," Yuto points out.

"N-no, I mean...you see me. All of me," He repeats with eyes growing wider by the minute.

Yuto raises a brow. "Is this a joke? It's not very—"

"Oh my god I'm in so much trouble!" The stranger whines as he dances from one foot to the other. "Don't shoot people in the head, she said. It's the one rule! It should have been fine!"

"Hey," Yuto says once more as he reaches out a hand to gently clasp the man's shoulder to calm him down. Sparks dance beneath his fingers as Yuto's heart hammers against his chest, leaving him feeling weak and dizzy for this stranger. Did he always look so cute? That suit is cute. Adorable, even.

"Uhm, sir, I'm really sorry, there's been a mistake," the stranger apologizes with a small, endearing frown that looks like a pout. "I meant to hit you in the heart first so you could fall in love, so it's really important you find someone to stare at so you can...well...do the love thing!"

"You definitely stole my heart," Yuto says without thinking, his mind a pleasant haze of softness and sparkles as he continues to gaze upon the stranger. "I don't even know your name."

"Oh no. Oh no no no, you can't be in love with me! Noooooo, that's like super bad!" He cries once more, pulling away from Yuto as the sparks fade and the glittery softness fades away.

"Wait!" Yuto shouts as he chases after the stranger, hand outstretched as he watches those wings extend and spread wide.

The odd man takes to the skies in a graceful movement, looping through the air as Yuto is left alone, staring at the sky with a hand over his chest, clutching his jacket.

"Who are you?" He whispers to the sky.

And why does Yuto already miss him?

[welcometothedopeworld]

Rocky Road Ice Cream ~ *Yuto Inukai*

Summary: After being threatened with blackmail, Yuto has asked you out. Now he's waiting for you at the ice cream parlor. Surely, you will come right?

Pairing: Yuto Inukai X G/N!Reader

Genre: Fluffy Drabble

Word Count: 1059

Warning: N/A

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Yuto was having internal panic. On the outside, he may look a little nervous, but on the inside, he was one second away from running away and hiding. He couldn't stop his fingers from fidgeting or his leg from bouncing. He wanted to leave so badly, but he told himself that he promised you he would be here, and so he stayed.

See, what happened was a week ago, Yuto had been convinced into asking you out. More like forced to ask you out by the rest of GokuLuck. Apparently, they were beyond annoyed seeing his "terrible" attempts to flirt with you. He thought he was being smooth, but according to the others, he was failing miserably. 

After being threatened with blackmail, Yuto managed to scrape together enough courage to ask you on a date. He was surprised when you said yes and even more surprised when you suggested an ice cream date. It's not that he didn't like ice cream. It's just you had the idea at the ready it seemed. It was almost like you were waiting for the day he'd ask you out. Which seemed absolutely impossible to him.

He had been sitting in the ice cream parlor for about twenty minutes and his anxiety was through the roof. He wanted to find you, ask why you were so late, or better yet, just go back to the prison and pretend like none of this had ever happened. That was a better idea. He would knuckle under any taunting he'd receive from GokuLuck. All he knew was he couldn't stay here a second longer, lest he burst from pure anxiety.

However, just as he was about to get up to leave, the bell on the front door rang and you walked in. Though you were positively frazzled, the bright smile on your face made his heart stutter to a stop.

"Yuto! Boy, am I glad to see you! You will not believe the kind of traffic there is out there! And I overslept on top of it! I thought you would have left by now! I am so glad you're still here!" You sighed.

"Oh um," He was about to tell you he was just leaving but realized almost a second too late that that would have been the wrong thing to say. So instead, Yuto said, "I got a table."

"Excellent! Have you ordered yet?" He shook his head and you giggled. "Well c'mon then! It's my treat."

"Oh, no. I should pay." He went to grab his wallet but your hand on his arm made him stop.

Your lips were pulled into the cutest pout as you said, "I'm serious, Yuto. I will fight you on this. I am paying and that's that. Besides, it's the least I can do since you got us a table and you waited for me!"

"O-okay." He stuttered and allowed you to pull him to the counter. He barely paid attention to the choices before him, instead watching you carefully make your selection. When the worker asked him what he wanted, he was so flustered, he picked a random flavor before him.

Soon, he found himself back at the table he was before with you across from him. While it was his first time ever trying it, Yuto found he liked rocky road ice cream quite a bit. Or maybe it was just because you were talking animatedly about anything and everything that some of the overwhelming amount of love he was feeling for you transferred to the ice cream.

He appreciated that the conversation wasn't one-sided. While he tended to be a man of few words, he found it easy to open up to you and answer all of your questions. They were silly, the kind you ask a person on a first date, but it felt like he was being completely vulnerable to you at that moment. He wondered if you knew you had his whole, broken heart in your hand and in this very moment, it felt like the safest place in the world for it.

As you finished your ice cream, you smiled at him. "That was really good, wasn't it?"

He gave a bashful nod. "Yes, it was."

"See, I told you I knew where the best ice cream in town was. And when we come back next time, maybe we can share a banana split or something!"

If he had any ice cream left, Yuto was sure he would've choked on it at your words. "N-next time?"

You nodded. "Absolutely! You didn't think this was going to be a one time thing, did you?"

"Well..."

"Yuto." You stopped him and took his hand. "I want you to know that I was absolutely over the moon when you asked me out. See, I have really strong feelings of admiration towards you and I want to see where this relationship will take us. I'm not sure if it's love yet, but I do know that I want to keep going on dates with you. So please, can we go on another date next week?"

He was frozen for only a fraction of a second before he nodded. "Yes. We can."

"Excellent. I'll let you pick what we do this time around."

"How does dinner sound?" He blurted out. "I-I can make it."

Your eyes widened and your grin stretched wide. "A home-cooked meal made by you? Absolutely! Count me in! I am so excited I can hardly wait!"

He smiled, the tension he was feeling in his shoulders easing ever so slightly. "Perfect."

As you stood up and the two of you said your goodbyes, he froze once again when you pressed your lips to his cheek. "I had a wonderful time, Yuto. I cannot wait to do this again next week!"

"Me neither." 

As he waved goodbye, he sighed. Though he was still annoyed at the rest of the guys for pushing him to ask you out, he was begrudgingly thankful that they did. If they hadn't, he never would have entered this relationship with you, one that he was so excited about. And now he had a date to plan! While he made his way back to the prison he made a list of all the things he needed to buy, making sure to add rocky road ice cream to the list.

[hamiltonhour]

May we interest you in some drabble of how the 3 Seasons boys each hold your hand? 👉👈

Written for warmups as vanade jumps back into outlining Briar's route! Text versions included as image descriptions on each picture, and included below the cut.

Holding your hand: Yuto Edition

Yuto reaches for your hand with hesitance—even now that you're together—as if he's afraid to let himself touch you... Afraid his cool skin might make you flinch away instinctively. He knows you don't mind, but it's a tough habit to break. You find it cute though, how his pinky finger interlocks with yours in quiet silence, wordlessly seeking your consent. You don't need to look at him to know his gaze is averted, the tips of his ears flushed a soft pink, peaking out from his long white hair. You slip your hand into his, intertwining your fingers with a gentle squeeze. He returns your gesture with a firmer grip, the way you'd hold on to something precious you dare not lose.

Holding your hand: Sol Edition

Sol's hand finds yours with such natural confidence. His palm is rough from constant time spent outdoors, and his lightly calloused thumb runs over the back of your hand unconsciously even as he chatters at you about something irrelevant. He tugs you along like an excited kid, his grip sometimes loosening in his excitement to show you things. Every now and then though, something he sees or says will remind him of you—you catch the glint of affection in his eyes as he squeezes your hand, a silent gesture of gratitude that you're with him.

Holding your hand: Rye Edition

Rye's fingers intertwine with yours slowly, assuredly. He enjoys this act and display of intimacy: the symbolism of your bond through physical touch. He doesn't hesitate in the slightest... if anything, his slow and deliberate gesture loudly signals his confidence and his love of romantic actions. It's his own way of communicating to you the thrill and happiness that being in love with you has given him… the ability to shower affection on his own special someone.

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ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨��

[ ✧.* ] His First Love — idol!jongin x reader [ ✧.* ] Warm Caramel And Honey Blonde — professor!jongin x barista!alice [ ✧.* ] Under The Mistletoe — actor!jongin x reader [ ✧.* ] Catch Me If You Can — detective!jongin x gang!reader [ ✧.* ] If Only — ceo!jongin x reader | ceo!jongin x yoona [side] [ ✧.* ][M] Behind Closed Doors — bodyguard!jongin x ceo!reader x ceo!ravi 🌹 [ ✧.* ][M] Play Pretend — vampire hunter!jongin x vampire!reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Wrong Move — detective!yoongi x detective!shai x criminal!jongin [ ✧.* ] Jealous — idol!jongin x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] She's A Fighter — student!jongin x student!reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Gentle — idol!jongin x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Aim To Please — idol!jongin x dom!reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Ice, Ice Baby — idol!jongin x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ][M] Obsession — yandere!jongin x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Confession — devil!jongin x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] In The Club — devil!jongin x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Game Of Possession — idol!jongin x reader [@x-ratedkpop] 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Petty Jealousy — idol!minseok x reader [@x-ratedkpop] 🌹 [ ✧.* ] As The Thunder Rolls In — ambiguous!junmyeon x reader [ @x-ratedkpop] 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Mirror — idol!yixing x reader [@x-ratedkpop] 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Take Care Of Me — sub!baekhyun x mummy!reader [@x-ratedkpop] 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Come On Over — idol!jongin x reader [@x-ratedkpop] 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Cruel Queen — mafia!chanyeol x mafia!reader [@x-ratedkpop] 🌹 [ ✧.* ] A Point To Prove — idol!yuto x poc!reader [@x-ratedkpop] 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Never Love Again — fuckboy!lucas x reader [due to be rewritten][@danseurehonte]

[ ✧.* ][M] A Life With You — yandere!prince!taemin x reader x prince!jongin [present] 🌹 [ ✧.* ] The Gift That Keeps On Giving — ambiguous!taemin x reader x boyfriend!hakyeon [present] 🌹 [ ✧.* ] You're Hired — ceo!taemin x reader x ceo!jongin 🌹 [ ✧.* ][M] Delusional Fantasy — hades!leo x persephone!reader [ ✧.* ] Warmth — idol!jongin x reader 🌹❌ [ ✧.* ] Long Drive — ambiguous!minseok x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Little Wolf — werewolf!junmyeon & werewolf!reader [ ✧.* ] My Darling, You Are Perfect — idol!yixing x alice [ ✧.* ] Happy Birthday, Yixing — idol!yixing x reader [ ✧.* ] Mutual Agreement — idol!yixing x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ][M] Ritual Gone Wrong — demon!yixing x reader [ ✧.* ] Do You Wanna Build A Snowman? — best friend!baekhyun & anais [present] [ ✧.* ] Fucking Fortnite — brother!baekhyun & reader [ ✧.* ] His Awakening — dragon!jongdae [ ✧.* ] Best Of Both Worlds — idol!jongin x reader x idol!jungkook 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Secret Santa — college!namjoon x reader [present] [ ✧.* ] The Competition — idol!sehun x reader [ ✧.* ] Cookie Time — idol!sehun x reader [present] [ ✧.* ] Late Night Coffee — model!sehun x photographer!alice [ ✧.* ] Sweet Like Chocolate — idol!jongin x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] I Promise You — idol!jongin x alice [ ✧.* ] First Date — idol!jongin x reader [ ✧.* ] Crayons — ambiguous!jongin x reader [ ✧.* ] Stone Cold — ex!jongin x reader | soulmate!jongin x soulmate!oc [side] [ ✧.* ][M] God Sent An Angel — angel!jongin x reader | baekhyun x reader [side] [ ✧.* ] Tender Love — idol!jongin x alice [ ✧.* ] Study Break — ambiguous!jongin x reader [present] [ ✧.* ] Christmas Crush — friend!jongin x reader [ ✧.* ] Jongin's Christmas Miracle — idol!jongin x ayla [ ✧.* ][M] New Life — boss!jongin x barista!reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Drunk Mind, Sober Heart — best friend!jongin x alice 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Say Yes — fallen angel!jongin x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ][M] Jongin The Ripper — killer!jongin x ??? 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Break Me — vampire!jongin x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Consequences — prince!kyungsoo x reader [ ✧.* ] World's Best Dad — best friend!kyungsoo x parent!reader [ ✧.* ] Love Confessions — college!kyungsoo x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Fill Me Up — hybrid!chanyeol x hybrid!reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Naughty Kitty — hybrid!jongdae x reader 🌹 [ ✧.* ] Oh, You Tease — idol!minseok x reader 🌹

[underlanternglow]

PARADOX LIVE — ☆

BAE

allen sugasano

general relationship hcs

hajun yeon

general relationship hcs

yandere hcs with an unaware reader

waking up with kisses hcs

anne faulkner

general relationship hcs

fem s/o with beautiful sisters hcs

THE CAT'S WHISKERS

naoakira saimon

s/o with the opposite personality

jealous hcs

yohei kanbayashi

s/o with the opposite personality

jealous hcs

ryu natsume

s/o with the opposite personality

shiki ando

s/o with the opposite personality

jealous hcs

fem s/o with beautiful sisters hcs

COZMEZ

kanata yatonokami

general relationship hcs

jealous hcs

yandere hcs

reader who makes music

nayuta yatonokami

fem s/o with beautiful sisters hcs

general relationship hcs

reader who makes music

reader with a beautiful singing voice

AKANYATSURA

iori suiseki

yandere drabble

reader with a beautiful singing voice

hokusai masaki

interrupting a crush hangout (ft. satsuki & reo)

general relationship hcs

1NM8

VISTY

shogo yamato

waking up with kisses hcs

GOKULUCK

yuto inukai

jealous hcs

ryoga tosa

reader with a beautiful singing voice

shion kaida

"are you really so oblivious?" confession prompt

kenta mikoshiba

jealous hcs

AMPRULE

dongha yeon

waking up with kisses hcs

[pentagonieslut]

m.list !!

lee huitaek/hoetaek (hui):

[hui's high pitched screams are in place of no works. - cube staff]

jo jinho:

ko/go shinwon:

yeo changgu (yeoone):

yanan:

[causing silent chaos somewhere, lurking]

yang hongseok:

adachi yuto/yuuto:

kang hyunggu:

[embarrased he has to match hui and shinwon, hiding]

jung wooseok:

kim hyojong (e'dawn):

i will write romance + smut for him on request. he just got out of a relationship with hyuna. be nice.

all members:

kim hongjoong:

[ran away to the studio to work on something]

park seonghwa:

[poor mama can't catch a break]

jung wooyoung:

[he's trying to get rough-talked again because he likes it]

jeong yunho:

[him and minjae are going around and calling each other brothers]

song mingi:

[just being happy little mufasa]

kang yeosang:

[ordering as much chicken as he can]

choi san:

[being a sex demon again]

choi jongho:

[breaking apples and singing tears]

moon taeil:

[being a grandpa, he's sick of this shit]

qian kun:

[yelling at the younger members starting from 99s-jisung]

seo johnny:

[he's eating chicago pizza and crying]

lee taeyong:

[febreezing all the fucking dorms]

kim doyoung:

[he's hiding in his room]

kim jungwoo:

[he's being a puppy to get taeyong to cook]

dong sicheng (winwin):

[running from taeil's monstrous love]

nakamoto yuta:

[eating taiyaki and sharing with shotaro]

jung jaehyun:

[he's preparing to work overtime]

chittaphon leechaiyapornkul (ten):

[ENGLISH TEN, ENGLISH NO NOT THAI]

wong yukhei/wong xuxi (lucas):

[freaking out about the discovery of nana and nearly crushing louis]

na jaemin:

[reminding lucas he's nana for the third year in a row]

xiao dejun (xiaojun):

[jasmine is really muscular]

wong kunhuang (hendery):

[he's in macau touring with big byung]

liu yangyang:

[he's freaking out in german, give him a second]

zhong chenle:

[flexing his money again]

huang renjun:

[he's planning the death of a dream member]

lee mark:

[my baby said she wanna dance she wanna leave me, huh? FUCK]

lee jeno:

[let him recover from being tied up and being ridden]

jung sungchan:

[he's playing games with your heart, i'm sorry]

lee donghyuck (haechan):

[consistent with his 37.5% show rating]

osaki shotaro:

[he's being the cutest fucking otter alive and you're here for it]

park jisung:

[he's on his way to becoming a tiktok fuckboi]

moon hyunbin:

[casting a spell for peace, maybe?]

choi seokwon (tan):

[can put you in a chokehold but has a cute face so like- I TAP OUT]

kim byeonggun (hwi):

[cupid is making him do secretary work]

terazono keita:

[still waiting on the phone papa rain promised him]

yeom taegyun (tag):

[leave mans alone, he's doing highschool rapper 4 n stressing]

gil dohwan:

[he's yodeling..somewhere]

park sungwon (won):

[snuck out for a poetry slam]

son seungjun (castle j):

[producing some type of track]

nam seungmin (bic):

[he's not a pen, promise]

song minjae:

[dammit minjae..you're so tall, i mistook you for yunho!]

no huijun:

[getting a black belt in taekwondo]

bang junhyuk (win):

[he's making your brain rot with his deep voice like felix]

lee hangyul:

[putting you in a choke hold with his all day performance]

park junseo:

[he's dancing his bones off]

jeon minwook (j-min):

[trying to go to the olympics in professional flexibility]

jung gun (yoojun):

[making 'fuck you' necklaces to choke bit with]

kim hyunwoo (muzin):

[trying to meditate before he goes off]

ryu yeongseo:

[trying to become the next twice member]

na gyumin (doha):

[drawing webtoons about the chaos of this group]

noh minjae (bit):

[tormenting yoojun and j-min with cucumbers]

nam dohyon:

[auditioning for SMTM with his milk mixtape]

lune:

[he's so pretty they're making him model schoolgirl uniforms]

heechan:

[he's being hyper again...MOOM]

e-chan:

[his mind is blank leave him alone]

yuku:

[eating dango and watchinge veryone with a happy smile]

junseo:

[lurking somewhere

D1:

[he's telling everyone he's not a athlete]

harry-june:

[flustered about something]

teo:

[working out again]

GK:

[chicken GK, chicken GK, chicken GK]

[sadienita]

Extras Masterlist

I no longer write for or take requests for these groups.

One Shots

2k Song Blurb Masterlist

BTS Married Life Drabbles Day to day life married to BTS

House Hunters (Seokjin) Sunny Side Up (Yoongi) Have You Met My Wife? (Hoseok) Babysitting Duty (Namjoon) A Dog Is A Practice Baby (Jimin) DIY (Taehyung) Grocery Day (Jeongguk)

Song Drabbles BTS Fluff

Stay Stay Stay (Seokjin) You Got Me (Yoongi) If I Could Fly (Hoseok) Moonlight in Atlanta (Namjoon) Animal (Jimin) Absolutely Smitten (Taehyung) YOUTH (Jeongguk)

The Four Seasons Season themed drabbles

Winter  

Let It Snow (Namjoon)

Deck the Halls (Hoseok)

Sleigh Ride (Yoongi)

Spring

April Showers (Jimin)

Summer

To Market, To Market (Seokjin)

How To Beat The Heat (Jeongguk)

Autumn

Apple Crumble (Taehyung)

Miscellaneous One Shots Should Have Deleted That (Hoseok)

Bulletpoints

BTS Babies Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

Boyfriend BTS Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

BTS Cuddles Seokjin / Yoongi / Hoseok / Namjoon / Jimin / Taehyung / Jeongguk

GOT7 Cuddles Mark / Jaebum / Jackson / Jinyoung / Youngjae / Bambam / Yugyeom

Mamamoo Cuddles Yongsun / Byulyi / Wheein / Hyejin

Pentagon Cuddles Jinho / Hoetaek / Hongseok / Shinwon / Changgu / Yanan / Yuto / Hyunggu / Wooseok

Twice Cuddles Nayeon / Jeongyeon / Momo / Sana / Jihyo / Mina / Dahyun / Chaeyoung / Tzuyu

Reactions

BTS on a Road Trip

Non-Kpop

My Friends as an Idol Group

[flyingwargle]

whumptober day 15: childhood trauma

tw: claustrophobia, referenced child abuse

ginjima looks out the window, yet again. the equipment shed is a small building beside the main gym, dirt path worn through the grass after countless generations of students made a similar journey. inside, the shelves are full of a mishmash of items, from rubber mats, broken hurdles, baseball bats, and a ripped volleyball net. they were sent to grab items for running drills, and one person turned into two, then three, then five inside, until somehow, the door closed behind them.

they’re trapped.

kosaku sits on the edge of the stack of mats. suna leans against the wall, hands in his shorts, looking pissed. ginjima lowers himself from his tiptoes and stands beside his teammate. they’re silent, atmosphere tense, because of the hyperventilating from the other side of the shed.

atsumu.

osamu is with him, and although he may look calm, ginjima recognizes the panicked glint in his eyes, hears the way his breathing grows shorter with each passing minute. they’ve taken turns to comfort the twins, one more than the other, but stopped. empty reassurances can only go so far, when their reality is much more dire.

“ya’d think atsumu wouldn’t be afraid of anything, with the way he acts,” kosaku whispers.

suna shrugs. “we’re all afraid of something. some are more prominent than others.”

“yeah? what’s yer weakness?”

“suffocating while surrounded by a bunch of idiots.”

“don’t tease ‘bout that,” ginjima snaps, though it lacks heat. “we’re gonna be fine. this is a manga trope, ya hear? someone’ll come by an’ find us in a compromisin’ position, an’ we’ll deny this ever happened–“

“i think those two wouldn’t mind with the denial,” kosaku says, waving a vague hand over his shoulder.

ginjima glances at them. at some point, atsumu managed to get his breathing under control, but he’s still huddled in a ball, snot running down his nose, eyes red. osamu has an arm around him, on the brink of tears, himself.

suna moves toward them, leaning against the rusted bin of softballs. “hey.” his voice is uncharacteristically soft, just above the light’s ominous hum. “feeling better?”

“if ya can call not hyperventilatin’ better, then yeah,” osamu rasps.

“it’s better than passing out, yes. atsumu?”

the golden twin flinches, buries himself deeper against osamu. “sorry,” he murmurs. “he’s kinda sensitive ta everythin’ right now. best ta leave him.”

“okay. what about you? are you okay?”

“no, but i’ll survive.”

suna nods, then retreats. ginjima stands on his tiptoes again, tries to catch a glimpse of someone, anyone walking by. he’s unsuccessful. kosaku swears behind him. “how long are they gonna take ta realize where we are…?”

“kita-san must know. he has ta be doin’ somethin’ fer us.” there’s nothing that ginjima would put past their conscientious captain, and aran is with him, too, and akagi, and omimi. lots of people would’ve noticed their gaping absence by now. so why haven’t they done anything?

time passes. none of them wear watches, phones left in their bags. ginjima, kosaku, and suna pass a softball around until it falls between the hurdles. ginjima and kosaku play chopsticks, and suna picks at the tape wrapped around his finger. the twins seem to doze off, osamu’s head falling against his brother’s, and vice versa.

until a small voice interrupts. “is it just me, or is it gettin’ hard ta breathe?”

they look up. atsumu has raised his head, eyes wide. the hoarse gasp in his breaths return, and osamu isn’t awake. ginjima approaches. “there’s plenty of air, ‘tsumu.” he keeps his voice soft, hands by his side. “see that air vent over there, in the corner? ya don’t hafta worry.”

“take a deep breath, ‘tsumu.” kosaku peers over his shoulder. “can ya do that?”

atsumu squeezes his eyes shut, tries to inhale, but coughs shake him. suna slides in beside him, runs a hand across his back, murmurs into his ear. he tries again, successful. kosaku urges him to take another breath, and another, until he’s calmed down.

the telltale snick of a lock turning catches them by surprise, and the heavy door opens. “guys?” aran’s voice is thunderous in the tiny space.

osamu jerks awake, drool at the corner of his mouth. kita steps inside, keyring dangling from his finger. “i’m sorry we took so long,” he says. “the usual janitor is out sick, so we had ta find the substitute, but she already left, so we had ta go to the office…”

“it took longer than usual,” akagi chirps. “but we’re here, now!”

the trio relax, though the same can’t be said with the twins. despite the path of freedom in front of them, they’re tense, and osamu pushes himself against atsumu. “hey,” he mumbles, “if ya’ll don’t crowd ‘round here, that’d be great. it’s…triggerin’.”

their teammates quickly file outside, and ginjima has never felt happier than to feel fresh air caress his cheeks, arms wide in the open space. aran keeps the door open, and kita slips inside. akagi and omimi approach them. “are ya’ll all right?” omimi asks.

kosaku nods. “we’re fine. the twins…atsumu’s claustrophobic. he…wasn’t doin’ well.”

osamu has an arm wrapped around atsumu, kita flanking him as they walk out, stone-faced when talking to aran. the ace nods, lets the door close behind them. “let’s go,” he calls out. “kita’ll get ‘em ta safety.”

they’re halfway through the drill when he returns, simply saying the twins will wait until practice is over to walk home with ginjima, kosaku, and suna, since they all live near each other. ginjima loses his focus for the rest of practice, forgets to change and simply pulls his jacket on afterwards. the other two have the same idea.

the twins are in the nurse’s office, standing when they arrive. they’re quiet as they leave the school grounds and enter the familiar streets that’ll take them home. suna and kosaku walk ahead of the twins, ginjima at the rear. they don’t expect the twins to speak, until atsumu does. “thanks fer yer help back there, guys. i…uh, don’t do well with bein’ locked in.”

“no shit,” suna deadpans. kosaku slaps his shoulder.

“ya don’t hafta explain,” kosaku says. “ya fear what ya fear. nothin’ wrong with that.”

atsumu shakes his head. “it’s…a trauma thing. from when our parents locked us in a car.”

they stop. when either twin says parents, they’re referring to their biological parents, not mama miya, who took them in after said parents neglected them to the point of hospitalization. osamu glances at him. “’tsumu…”

“no, they should know, in case…it happens again.” atsumu is biting his lip, shaking his head, but his voice doesn’t waver. “i dunno how long we were locked in there fer. ‘samu slept fer most of it, but i couldn’t. i was…terrified. it really felt like there was no air, no space, even with the windows. i don’t actually get carsick, just…need ta breathe halfway through. coach is cool with it, an’ he’d make it a rest stop fer everyone anyway, so…”

he rubs the back of his neck. “yeah. just lettin’ ya know. ya’ll were helpful. i appreciate ya’ll.”

ginjima steps toward him. “we are never makin’ ya get equipment from the shed again, ya hear me? ya stay the heck away from it.”

“it makes sense why ya always take the aisle seat,” kosaku adds. “thanks fer sharin’, atsumu.”

they turn to suna, who remains expressionless. finally, a slight glint enters his eyes. “thanks fer sharin’. we’ll keep the both of ya safe.”

“enough of this already, let’s eat,” osamu complains. “all that cryin’ an’ anxiety made me hungry.”

“let’s get ramen!” ginjima shouts.

“nah, ya crazy? come over an’ help us finish ma’s curry. she made a whole pot last night.”

“mama miya’s curry!” kosaku cheers.

just like that, the tense atmosphere is gone, replaced with more light-hearted banter. still, ginjima notices tension in the twins’ steps, their forced smiles and laughs. he’ll let it slide this time, knowing they’re putting on a brave face, and once they’re safely home and fed, he’ll offer them a hug and let them cry.

you fear what you fear, after all.

[harus-simp]

Y'all best believe imma write for toz as well.

Where haruto goes I follow ahjsjsjajs

Imma make the masterlist now ahhdjajsd

:D

[beck-a-leck]

Fresh Crops! January 23 - January 29, 2023

This week's newest fics and chapter updates for Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons on AO3.

The Reason for Offerings - by yellowchikadee; Complete, 1/1, 6.2k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: M/M Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town Relationship: Pete the Farmer/The Kappa; Characters: Pete | Jack, The Kappa Additional Tags: One Shot, Fluff, monster love, First Kiss, Shy Kappa, look its not fair the game refused to give us one romance scene with the turtle, Marriage Candidate, Bachelor, someone had to do it might as well be me, Nudity but he's a turtle, Sick Character, Cute, There is a pet capybara, Love Confessions, A little steamy enough to warrant a T rating Summary: Jack the farmer has a daily ritual of tossing a cucumber into Mother Lake for the local mythological demigod. He's adamant about doing it every single day, whether sunny or rainy, good health or bad. Yet, despite sticking to the habit for over a year and a half, he still hasn't gotten more than a sentence out of the mysterious lake dweller. He's at his breaking point, emotionally and physically, which might spell trouble for a certain kappa…

Degausser - by SHADESofDEATHxx; WIP, 5/?, 26k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town Characters: Pete | Jack, Claire the Farmer, Ann the Innkeeper | Ran, Gray, Cliff, Jennifer, Popuri, Rick, Karen, Kai, Mary the Librarian | Marie, Mineral Town Residents Additional Tags: Redemption, Fresh Start, Loneliness, Angst, Self-Loathing, Self-Acceptance, Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Drug Use, Self-Harm, Multiple Pairings Summary: Those that live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones – but that’s all Jack and Claire ever knew up until a series of half-lit cruel intentions landed them on the ferry to the desolate island of Mineral Town. After all, it was certainly easier to cast judgment unto others than it was to face the skeletons in your own closet. And surely no one would have an ill word to say about a brooding playboy and an immature party girl taking over the once-great farm that founded and funded their small town, right?

The Boys - by juggalombre; WIP, 12/?, 16k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: M/M, Multi Fandoms: Harvest Moon DS/Cute Characters: Original Male Character(s), Carter the Archeologist, Flora, Marlin | Mash, Vesta, Takakura, Galen | Guri, Nina, Griffin | Garfan, Muffy, Witch Princess, Harvest Goddess Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, Post-Canon, Slice of Life, Slow Burn, Pining, Forget-Me-Not Valley, Alcohol Summary: Jazzebel (Jazz for short) is a city boy down on his luck and at the end of his rope… and what else is a depressed city slicker to do besides drop out of school, move out of the city, and settle down in a freshly-abandoned farmhouse in a quaint little country valley?

Ebic Farming Momence - by Zonerz; WIP, 2/?, 4.9k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: M/M, Other Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town, Pioneers of Olive Town Relationship: Male Farmer/Ludus; Characters: Male Farmer (Olive Town), Male Farmer | Yuto, Mineral Town one thos is Lea and Olive town is Kasey teehee, OC time ✌, Ludus, might add more if I end up making more, I have a girlie from Animal Parade who is the eldest sister of these two so Additional Tags: Family Drama, Fluff, Sparring, These are just some drabbles I did for funsies, bc I ended up making lore for all my harvest moon farmers Summary: Just a collection of drabbles that I may build up with my current three farmers Kia, Lea, and Kasey bc I cannot stop myself from making OCs out of everything o7 o7 o7 Kia and Lea are siblings and Kasey's their troublesome little step-brother and boy howdy things are wild. But they all end up farmers ironically, tho all for different reasons 💖💖💖

Island of Sanctuary - by Mai_Blade; WIP, 3/?, 3.3k

Rating: Not Rated; Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Category: F/M Fandom: Island of Happiness Relationships: Reader & Other(s), Other Relationship Tags to Be Added; Characters: Reader, Other Character Tags to Be Added Additional Tags: Reader-Insert, POV Multiple, Multiple Pairings, Angst and Tragedy, Blood and Gore, Alternate Universe - Zombie Apocalypse, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Don't copy to another site, mentions of bullying, referenced suicidal feelings Summary: An island is a piece of land surrounded by water, a thing separate from the mainland. Fate brought you to an abandoned one, and you've helped bring it back to life. When the dead walk the earth, the island you call home becomes a defensible place, a refuge. A sanctuary. But. Even here, death comes.

And one Not Safe For Tumblr fic by TheFallen1986

[blu-joons]

He Asks You To Go On Tour With Him ~ Yuto Adachi

Your smile was weak as you looked up from your phone once again to see Yuto still packing for tour. You hoped that it would just be a bad dream as item after item was thrown into his case as he prepared himself for just over a month on the world, the other side of it to be precise.

He could feel your eyes on him as he walked around the bedroom, knowing just how hard it was for you to watch him. The thought of leaving you terrified him, knowing that you would be left alone for so much time.

As his case got fuller, the reality began to sink in more and more for you, leaving you a stuttering mess once Yuto had finished packing up the first of his three cases.

With the zipper shut, he finally looked across to you, catching you sniffing as you held back the tears. “Are you alright?” He asked as he moved around the room to sit down on the bed beside you.

“I’m good.” Your head nodded as you tried to brighten the smile that was on your face.

Yuto’s arm wrapped around you, being able to see through your lie straight away, shaking his head at how stubborn you were. “The sooner I get packed, the sooner we can do something to try and take your mind off of what’s going on,” he suggested.

You nodded once again in agreement with him, glancing across to the two open, and empty, cases that were waiting to be filled up with Yuto’s belongings.

“Do you want some help?” You asked him, wanting to get the job of packing over and done with just as much as Yuto did, “I don’t mind doing some of it.”

Yuto nodded in reply to you as he stood up and pulled the two cases over, placing them on the bed beside you, looking between them both as he tried to figure out what to put in each one.

“Do you want to pass me stuff, and I’ll back it?” You suggested.

“That won’t work,” he immediately shut you down, helping you off of the bed as you began to walk across to his wardrobe to get stuff out.

You didn’t get very far though as Yuto pulled you back, standing you in front of one of the cases, and leaving himself in front of the other. Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion as he paused for a moment, making sure that what he had done was right.

“Maybe you could pack that one and I can pack this one,” he proposed, tapping on the top of the case that he had saved for himself, “I think that’s a goo idea for us to do.”

Your head shook as you looked at the empty case that Yuto had given you, without a clue as to what to put in it in order to make sure that he had everything that he needed.

“You just get what you want to put in that case,” Yuto encouraged, trying to get you to move, but you stayed right where you were.

“How am I supposed to know what you want in here?”

His head shook back at you, watching as you folded your arms across your chest. “It’s not what I want that’s going in there, it’s what you want to put in there.”

“I can’t pack a case for you, I don’t know a thing about tour.”

“But you’re not packing it for me.”

Each time that Yuto opened his mouth, he seemed to puzzle you more and more. He never wanted to spell it out for you, but he hoped you’d pick up on things a little bit.

He picked up his case yet again, leaving your one with you. “This one needs to be filled with your things, that’s why I’ve left it with you. You can’t come on tour with nothing Y/N.”

“But I don’t know what you want…wait, I can’t come on tour with nothing? What are you talking about? I’m staying here.”

Yuto’s head shook as the bemusement in your expression reached a maximum, unable to make sense of anything that was going on around you anymore.

“I spoke to the team, they said that you can come with me,” Yuto simply smiled.

Your head shook in disbelief back at him, after being told for months that tour and you weren’t going to go together, you couldn’t figure why they’d had a change of heart.

“I sat down and spoke to management, and the boys came too, assuring them that it would be good for all of us,” Yuto told you, walking towards you and taking a hold of your hand, “they couldn’t ignore all nine of us Y/N.”

“This is real, right?” You quizzed, still a little apprehensive, “you’re not winding me up to make me feel better?”

“I couldn’t be more serious.”

At last, it finally sunk in for you as you jumped up into Yuto’s hold and wrapped your legs around his frame, burying down to rest into the crook of his neck.

“Do I really get to travel the world with you?” You asked Yuto, pulling away from him momentarily to be able to ask him if he was really sure.

His head nodded straight away back to you, heart racing himself. Bringing you on tour was all that he had ever wanted, he was just relieved more than anything that the people at work had finally decided to listen to what he wanted.

“Are you still as annoyed about helping me pack now?” He joked with you.

Your eyes went wide at his question, shaking your head. “I can’t wait to pack now, there’s so many things to take to the other side of the world.”

“I thought you might say that which is why this case is for us to share, it’s not just for me, I just needed to say that to tease you.”

Your eyes rolled as Yuto placed you back down, walking you around to drop you in front of your wardrobe so that you could start packing. You had so many things that you wanted to pack, but nowhere near enough time to do it.

Your heart was beating faster than it ever had done before as you tried to figure how quickly things had changed for you. A few minutes ago, you were terrified of seeing Yuto say goodbye to your home, but now you were saying goodbye to it together.

No matter how hard you tried to get it to sink in, you just couldn’t, it would take a long time for you to really realise where your next adventure was taking you.

“What do you pack for a tour?” You asked Yuto.

His smile was wide as you looked to him for a little bit of help. “You can pack whatever you want, they’ll be plenty of places around the cities that we’re stopping off at for you to get something if you leave something at home.”

“Will you get some time off?”

“Of course,” he smiled, “it’s not always loads of time, but I’ll make sure that at as many stops as possible, we can go and do some exploring together in between our rehearsals.”

Your head nodded as you pulled your first shirt out of your wardrobe, “there’s so many things that I’m thinking about right now, my mind is going into overdrive.”

You couldn’t wait to see what lied ahead for you both as you joined the boys on tour, but even now you couldn’t decide what it was that you wanted to pack, having never packed a suitcase for such a long time before.

“You might have to help me do this,” you called out to Yuto, “I’m a newbie at tour packing.”

“Give me a moment, I’ll come help you out.”

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Masterlist

[ultadachi]

[9:14pm] sitting on the couch in your apartment, you and yuto were spending the night watching anime on netflix -- well, partially watching. the two of you had been talking a considerable amount, as well. even though you were pretty good friends and had been since starting college, you were both a little more on the shyer side so you weren’t as close as you hoped to be -- you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have a crush on him so you wanted to be closer with him. but your sleepover at your apartment was turning out to be a good way to do so despite not having planned it. yuto had originally planned to come over because kino and wooseok wanted to go to some party, but wooseok pre-gamed at your apartment too hard and kino had to bring him home, so yuto stayed at your place because he was already there and it was getting kind of late anyway.

“oh, before i forget,” you suddenly spoke up in the middle of your conversation about what you usually wear for pajamas -- it was only brought up because yuto was wearing a pikachu tank top for his, “do you need extra blankets?”

he shook his head with a chuckle, “honestly, even the two you gave me is a lot. i usually just sleep with one.”

“what?” you gasped.

“...what?”

“you don’t know the joy of snuggling in a pile of blankets and feeling all cozy?”

“nope.”

“okay, we’re both sleeping out here, and you’re going to know the comfort and safety of sleeping in a nest of blankets,” you stated as you got off the couch and went to go grab pillows and blankets from your bed.

you figured yuto might give a quiet little “okay” because he was on the shyer side -- honestly you weren’t sure where your sudden boldness of “we’re sharing the blow-up mattress tonight” came from. but instead, he enthusiastically said, “okay! sounds like fun!”

after grabbing everything into a large and kind of heavy pile in your arms, you waddled your way back to the living room and dropped everything down on the floor. yuto laughed at the action before he got up to help you move everything into a mess on the mattress.

“y’know, it looks like a mess,” he chuckled as the two of you got down and laid in and under the mountains of blankets, “but it is pretty cozy.”

“you’re never gonna sleep the same again,” you promised.

the night carried on with the two of you watching more tv while talking. the two of you were sitting on the mattress with your backs against the couch, and you were somehow slowly moving closer to yuto. but somehow his arm also ended up draped on the couch cushions behind you, his fingers grazing against your shoulder. somewhere during your talking and laughing, it was teetering on playful and silly flirting that probably would’t be considered flirting considering you were adults and not in middle school anymore. but it had both of you smiling and giggling until your cheeks and stomachs hurt.

it wasn’t until almost midnight that the two of you decided it was probably time to sleep. you both shifted to lay down, though you scooted over a bit to give yuto some space. 

“what’re you doing?” he whined softly.

“what do you mean?”

his voice was quiet as he asked, “why’d you move away?”

he sounded like a disappointed child who was trying to not sound disappointed even though it was very obvious. your cheeks warmed and you were happy the room was dark because you couldn’t stop smiling.

“sorry,” you giggled as you moved closer to him again, managing to find his open arms and lay your head against his chest.

“if this is how it feels to sleep in a bunch of blankets, i’d do it all the time,” he admitted, wrapping his arms around you and giving you a gentle squeeze.