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SWEET / I THOUGHT YOU WANTED TO DANCE - NAGI SEISHIRO

synopsis: Your boyfriend doesn't realize how important little things are to you until it's a bit too late.

contents: established relationship, slight hurt and comfort??, slight jealousy, sfw, nagi struggling trying to process emotional needs of others - what else is new, also nagi centric, college au, mentions of fraternity formals, gn!reader, idk i hc'd nagi to be a compsci major but up to debate ig word count: 1.6K a/n: title is based off of tyler the creators song hehe its my fav from his album and omg thank u nagi for breaking me out of this writer's block, inspired by @celestair for the idea!!

Nagi hadn't really expected you to get so excited about attending his chapter formal. Hell, he didn't even know that they were going to have one in the first place if it weren't for Reo bringing it up in a passing conversation last week in your dorm room.

"We should go!" You said, and he remembers you hopping out of your seat, abandoning your assignment, and dashing immediately towards your closet for an outfit.

"Should we?" Nagi questioned, a frown creeping its way to his lips.

Reo slumped his arm over Nagi's shoulder, tugging the male slightly into his chest. "C'mon, why are you even paying the dues if you don't attend our events?" Reo sounded annoyed.

Nagi shrugged and went back to his phone, resuming the level of whatever popular gacha game that was released for that month. "Because you said it would look good on my resume or something." He answered flatly.

Of course, Nagi knew that he couldn't say no to this. As much as he would love to, once you and Reo were both set on something it's almost impossible to try and coax you two out of it. Nagi is pretty sure that this formal is going to be the bane of his college existence and that his computer science classes are, arguably, now the easiest part.

"It's too loud in here." Nagi wanted to go home the moment he stepped out of his best friend's rented limo. He feels too stiff with the suit he's currently wearing, the cologne is starting to overwhelm his senses, and he really didn't like the fact there's already a fuckton of people inside the venue.

Everything feels too congested.

The three of you take a seat at a table shared by Nagi's other 'brothers' and their dates. He really doesn't remember anyone's faces aside from maybe one or two from his classes, so he's confused when a handful of them start greeting him with fist bumps. All of which he awkwardly returns. Something about long-living brotherhood? Nagi didn't quite catch what they said.

"Do you guys want anything to drink?" Reo shouts over the music as he starts to get up.

"A cranberry vodka would be nice." You gently tug on Nagi's sleeve, attempting to break his unyielding attention from his phone. Reo had set a rule before they left, and it's a mobile game and social media app ban at the table. So, naturally, Nagi is stuck analyzing the weather app. "Do you want anything, Sei?"

Looks like tomorrow there's going to be a slight chance of rain which is pretty awesome, he thinks.

"Hm? Oh, whatever you're having, I guess."

Nagi misses the way your smile fades. "Um, make that two cranberry vodkas?"

"Ah," Reo stumbles around with his words for a bit before nodding away. "Sure, be back in a minute."

"Sei," Your voice is closer this time, lips almost pressed up to his ears to minimize the booming music in the background. "Wanna go on the dance floor later?"

Nagi pauses his thumb, hovering over a random European map, and he's already internally shrinking from the idea. "Do I have to?"

You laugh, it sounds a little forced. "Only if you're up for it."

He shrugs and eyes the surrounding area. The dance floor looks semi-packed at the moment and everyone looks equally semi-buzzed. Sitting at the table sounds better in his head. "I think I'll stay here but you can go on ahead."

"Oh," You exhale through your nose and laugh again. "Okay, if that's what you want!"

"Mhm," He hums back and settles his head down at the table, feeling almost exhausted despite not having to do much today.

Nagi doesn't notice that he's alone at the table until the DJ starts signaling everyone in the venue to pay attention to a couple on the dance floor. He only looks up when he hears Reo's name getting called out and starts to straighten his back when he sees you dancing hand in hand with him. The sight leaves Nagi gnawing the insides of his cheeks.

"Hey," Nagi turns to see two of his fraternity brothers looking at him with a bit of concern and he's not sure why that's making him feel uneasy.

"You good there?" Isagi asks, careful to sound casual, but Nagi picks up on it.

"What?" Nagi frowns, connecting the dots together. "It's fine. I don't really care about them doing stuff together anyway." It's a vague statement. Maybe purposefully vague.

"Eh? You sure about that, Nagi?" Bachira presses.

Nagi frowns again, tips his head down, and is in deep thought. "I'm actually not sure." He finally admits. Nagi is currently fighting off a weird feeling in his stomach. Maybe it's just the drink he had earlier.

He's always been fine with Reo keeping you company whenever he isn't in the mood. Whether it be eating with you in the dining halls, attending movies together, going to the mall, and so forth. Dancing isn't off the list either. He's seen the two of you dance before but isn't sure why this is setting him off. Maybe it's the thought of you being happier without him in your life that is eating him away.

"Shit, he's walking over."

"Waah, let's go!"

It doesn't occur to Nagi that Reo's in front of him until his best friend clears his throat. Reo puts a hand on Nagi's shoulder and gives him one of those looks. A look that insinuates something big that he can't place a finger on but knows it's full of negative nuance.

"Don't be an ass right now," is all that Reo says.

"An ass?" Nagi echoes.

He allows Reo to tug him out of his seat and Nagi almost feels lethargic from how long he's been sitting down. A final push towards the edge of the dance floor is when he catches your sullen figure.

"I'm surprised that you haven't caught on," Reo continues after a while. Nagi recognizes the tone. He doesn't say anything more, and Nagi appreciates it that much, at least.

It's funny how much his mood is able to shift. First from feeling annoyed, to borderline sleepy, to determined. Nagi thinks he's finally learning how to read his relationship with you.

It's only when he's inches apart that he realizes that you're on the verge of tears. Nagi instinctively reaches out his hands and softly cups your cheeks, rubbing his thumbs across in his attempt to calm you.

What's wrong, he wants to ask but he already knows the answer to that. He feels bad for complaining all week, but he feels even worse for essentially abandoning your needs for god knows how long.

Nagi chews on his lips as a new idea starts to brew. It's an uncharacteristic idea. An idea that pushes him to become a new version of himself—the person he wants to be but struggling to understand.

"Hey," Nagi calls out your name slowly. "Can I dance with you?" You open your mouth—probably to say it's okay and you'd rather not make him uncomfortable—but Nagi continues before you can get a word in, before your tears start falling. "I'm sorry, I should've paid closer attention." He says in a whisper.

You fall silent and Nagi is wondering if he's said something he shouldn't have. He quietly peers over at Reo who's aggressively nodding his head, throwing a thumbs up across the room. You shift awkwardly in place before giving Nagi a faint smile.

"I would like that," You sound a little hesitant, but surprisingly welcoming to the suggestion. "I mean, if you're okay with it?"

"Don't worry about what I think, you've done plenty for me already." And he means it.

Nagi migrates his hands from your face to your waist as the music shifts to something slower, more tender, and sweet. It's obvious to everyone in the room that you two are a little nervous and it's almost laughable. He's been dating you just shy of a year and has never once offered to dance with you. It comes as no shock to him that you're growing shy under his touch and movements, despite being together countless times. This feels different to Nagi, and he's positive you're thinking the same thing.

It takes a while, maybe because you're both getting used to this foreign feeling, but you eventually wrap your arms around his neck and hug closer to his body. Somehow, that short circuits Nagi's brain and he freezes in place.

"Sei, is everything alright?"

There's a wave of guilt that washes over his eyes. This act is weighing Nagi down, more than he wants to admit, and he has to pull away. Eyes glued to the ground because if he looks at you he'll start to feel nervous, confused, and small.

"Sorry, I'm... trying my best."

"Sei, it's okay." It's your turn to rub your hands across his cheeks and he doesn't realize that he's flushed in the face until you comment. "You're warm."

"Sorry," He doesn't know why he's apologizing again. For being flustered? Not knowing how to dance? Or afraid of disappointing you again? He thinks it's a mixture of all three.

"Hey, as long as you're trying then I'm proud of you." You reply with ease.

You're always kind to him. Most times, you don't push him more than what he's willing to give and maybe that's why he's comfortable around you. Even if he does know you're silently judging his actions but it's okay, because it's you. But he also knows that he's been taking advantage of this trait and it sucks having to find this out tonight.

Nagi nods. You're right, he doesn't need to worry about anything else but you in this moment.

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Yedam in treasure map ep.12-16

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KEEPING UP WITH THE AKASHIS — episode three: the first night staying in.

pairings — akashi takeomi x fem!reader

word count — 2.6k

warnings — fluff. fluff. fluff. a bit of angst, mentions of de*ath.

notes — today is raining and a gray day, and takeomi isn't here to keep me warm. sigh. but i hope you guys will like this episode !!!

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you were nervous. 

in almost two months of dating takeomi, you never felt like that — maybe just on the first day you saw him or in the moment of your first kiss, but he always made you feel at ease. always wanting to make you comfortable, always putting your needs above his. you knew you didn’t need to be nervous about spending the weekend at your boyfriend’s house, but your hands were still sweating, and your heart raced whenever you heard the sound of a motorcycle. 

your nervousness was probably a product of your mom’s talking. you couldn’t blame her, but you and takeomi had sex before that and you did use protection, and you didn't need to hear no one talking about the danger of raw sex. as much as the idea of marrying him and having a family with the so called ‘god of war’ was pleasant and a constant source for your daydreams while nobody wanted your help in ss motors, both of you were still young — and you didn’t even touch such a subject with him. maybe he probably didn’t even want kids in the future, seeing as he already raised two siblings alone and without any help from his father. but the thought of him holding a little baby with black hair and big and curious eyes made your heart swell. 

the sounds of a honk made you almost jump, and you rushed down the stairs to meet your boyfriend. your mother was away on a small trip with her friends, and takeomi offered a place in his house for you to stay, so you wouldn’t be alone. according to him, both senju and haruchiyo were overjoyed with the idea of you staying in, and you were glad you managed to find a place inside their hearts — and you knew the opportunity of sleeping in takeomi’s house would be a good way to know them better. 

“penny for the thoughts of my prettiest girl?” you heard his voice and you playfully rolled your eyes. takeomi was always a sight when riding a motorcycle, long hair tied at the back of his head — with a purple scrunchie that you knew belonged to emma — and arms flexing in the handles. 

you chuckled when he jumped off its seat, arms already opened to welcome you. “does that mean you have more pretty girls in your life?” you joked, head resting on his chest and hands clutching the back of his leather jacket. you smiled when you felt his chest shake with his chuckles, your own ones following the sounds of his. 

he kissed your forehead. “emma and senju would be sad if i said they aren’t my pretty girls too.” 

you nodded, tightening your hold on him before letting him go, already giving your backpack for him to put in his bike’s storage compartment. takeomi helped you to put the helmet on — he didn’t wear one, but god forbid him if anything happened to you if you weren’t using one, he would never be able to forgive himself — pecking your lips at the adorable sight of you wearing a pink one, courtesy of senju that wanted to have matching helmets with you. he helped you to get on your seat too, and once more your arms were found around his middle, but this time you were clutching the front fabric of his shirt. he knew you weren’t the biggest fan of bikes, yet he loved the way you knew he would always protect you. “ready, baby?” takeomi asked with a hint of mischief in his voice, and you only clutched his shirt tighter.

he took that as a yes.

driving a motorcycle had always been something you never thought you would. it was quite funny because you worked with a guy who worked with them, but entering ss motors was the first time you saw one so close. you were used to cars and trains and buses, and discovering another way of transportation was quite pleasant — but a bit terrifying, too. being the ex vice president of the biggest biker gang of the city, you knew the speed takeomi was driving was too slow for what he used to, but you couldn't help and feel loved because he slowed down for you. the feeling of the wind was one of the best things about walking around on a bike, and you enjoyed seeing the city through takeomi's shoulders. 

and being close to him was, too, a good thing. you loved how his cologne enveloped you, or how he chuckled every time you held tight on him whenever he sped up a bit. being close to him was something you would never grow tired of — he made you feel safe and cared for, and you couldn’t ask for anything else. 

but opening your eyes was still something you were working on, still a bit afraid of doing it. takeomi would chuckle — almost giggle — when he noticed you had opened your eyes, as you always held him tighter and made cute sounds with your mouth. just like now. your hands were clutching his t-shirt as tight as ever, and he could hear the small sounds of awe that left your parted lips because your head was resting on his shoulder. he tried to get a look at you, looking quickly to his side when the traffic made him stop, and he almost came down on one knee to ask your hand in marriage. 

you were his pretty girl, and he couldn’t wait until the day you would have his surname. 

but you weren’t his brave girl, and as soon as he accelerated the bike, your eyes were closed and your head nuzzled on his back. takeomi could only chuckle, and you stayed like that until you arrived at his house. 

“y/n-nee!” you heard senju’s little voice screaming as soon as your feet were in the ground, and a pair of arms embracing your middle. haruchiyo and wakasa appeared in the front door and you waved at them — waving as much as embracing senju could let you. you knew she was more open to touch and affection than her older brother, but haruchiyo couldn’t escape your hands, of course not. “you’re finally here! i was tired of being babysat by wakasa.” 

you hummed. “is waka-chan not a good babysitter?” noticing that haru was coming closer, you opened your right arm, so he could snuggle in your middle. he was still a bit shy, but whenever senju hugged you for too long, he made his presence known too. 

“he is.” haruchiyo answered for her. “but we prefer you and take-nii.” you ruffled his pinkish tresses at his confession, and wakasa feigned being hurt by his words. 

“your brother could’ve babysat you if he didn’t want to be a gentleman and bring his girlfriend by himself.” you rolled your eyes at his words, but wakasa was a bit right. it was just a train ride to the akashis’s home, and you didn’t mind taking the train and walking a little to arrive there — but to know that takeomi wanted to take you there himself, was kinda cute.

a sound of indignation left takeomi’s voice. “and that's why you don’t have a partner, wakasa. i can’t believe shin was the one who was rejected twenty times.” a giggle left your mouth, and you tried to stay impassive during their friendly bickering while you entered the house, but making fun of your boss was always one of your daily activities. you promised to him that you would talk about him to some of your friends, but you couldn’t promise he would have a successful date. 

wakasa left a bit after takeomi left your things in his room, senju and haruchiyo showing you their school work. you still couldn’t believe they really liked you, to the point senju drew you in a family drawing for school, and haruchiyo wrote a letter for you in his grammatical class — you three had come a long way, and you were so grateful that they accept you as a member of the family, because you had plans to stay like that forever. 

takeomi smiled at the sight of his siblings all around you. “at this rate, i’ll think you guys like her more than me.” he sat on the sofa, a small pout on his lips. 

two pairs of green eyes look at him with no mercy. “we see you every day, take-nii.” haruchiyo said with a blank expression on his face, and senju’s eyes were big and expressionless — as if no thoughts were running behind them. 

you giggled. “and y/n-nee is prettier than you.” senju complemented her brother. 

the oldest akashi put a hand over his heart, a hurt expression on his face. “i can’t believe my little siblings are against me.” everyone giggled at his antics and you got up from the ground, pressing a kiss to his scarred cheek. “at least my girlfriend still loves me more.” 

“are you sure, baby?” you asked with a teasing expression on your face, and takeomi groaned. 

he wouldn’t mind having you sleep in more times. 

— 

you never knew how much a kid could be passionate about ‘a bug’s life’, but after seeing the movie before having dinner and listening to haruchiyo’s rants about how much someday he wants to be like flik, or how he could put his family in all the characters — he was flik, of course, senju was dot, you were princess atta and takeomi was, much to his dismay, hopper — you would never doubt it anymore. 

but it was cute, nonetheless, and takeomi’s groan about him being the villain made you giggle. 

dinner went without any major events besides that, and you had to control yourself to not giggle seeing senju and haruchiyo eating pizza, because they were adorable. and takeomi needed to control himself to not kiss you senseless whenever you interacted with his siblings, only smiling whenever you needed to clean senju’s mouth clean or helping haruchiyo to cut his pizza’s slice.

the kids didn’t want to sleep and, if it was a normal day, takeomi knew he would be in trouble — he knew how to deal with senju’s crocodile tears and haruchiyo’s mean words, but your soft tone and kind hands were enough to persuade them into going to their beds and stay there. and they were doing wonders to him too, since he was already in bed, a cigarette hanging from his mouth and hand on your hips while you straddled his lap. 

“i started to like the smell of cigarettes because of you, you know?” you whispered, fingers drawing circles on his bare chest. you always chastised shinichiro for smoking inside the shop, but whenever takeomi did that, you would always blush and give him shy smiles — which earned some sneers from your boss. 

takeomi hummed, blowing a bit of smoke in your face, making you giggle. “really, my pretty girl? what else did i make you start to like?” he chuckled seeing how flustered you became, discarding his cigarette in the ashtray and bringing your face close to his. “let me guess… motorcycle rides?” he gave your cheek a small peck when you nodded. “late night rides to see the stars?” another nod, a peck on your other cheek. “hot and tall bloodied man?” a nod and giggle, and a peck on your lips. 

but before he could deepen the kiss, a small voice outside the room made you two stop. 

“take-nii? y/n-nee?” 

it was senju, and you could tell she was crying. 

you pecked takeomi’s lips again, getting up from his lap and walking to the door. even though you’ve brought pajamas, he made you wear only an old t-shirt of his, with the excuse of feeling your skin better — he would never do something sexual with you while his siblings were in the house, but he still could tease you. 

you opened the door slowly, to not scare senju, and your heart broke at the sight of her crying face. it was worse than the first time you saw her crying, because she looked sad and scared, and you didn’t know what to do. but she was adorable, too — messy pinkish locks, crumbled baby blue pajamas and a stuffed bunny hugged tightly to her chest. “oh, senju, my baby, what happened?” you kneeled down and opened your arms, and she didn’t hesitate to jump on them, only crying harder. you lifted her up with a bit of difficulty, and she promptly hugged you by your neck and hid her face on your shoulder. 

takeomi got up from the bed, arms enveloping both of you, almost closing the door, until he saw another pair of green eyes looking at the scene. “you can come in, haru.” he extended his hand to his little brother, who took it with eagerness. takeomi noticed how haruchiyo’s hair had started to grow, and he smiled. they were growing up so fast. 

when he closed the door, you were already cuddling with senju in the bed, her sobs becoming faint whimpers. haruchiyo didn't waste no time in curling into your side, and takeomi soon joined him, caging him between the both of you. he couldn't tell if both of his siblings had nightmares at the same time, but something must've happened. his arm was big enough to touch both you and senju, and he knew his sister would appreciate the gesture if he was still like that when she woke up.

“senju told me she dreamed about the accident that killed her mom.” you explained as soon as you noticed both haru and senju were sleeping. you didn't know much about the akashi matriarch, just that the little ones looked more like her than takeomi did — but their eyes, and probably their beauty, were from her, too. “what about haru?” 

“he didn't tell me.” takeomi explained, looking at his sleeping siblings. “probably the same thing. they were too young to remember it, so their imagination always make scary scenarios of what happened.”

you just nodded, hands stroking both senju’s and haru’s hair. you couldn’t imagine how life must’ve been hard for takeomi, needing to see his mother dying still as a teenager and having two younger siblings to tale care of. you knew he had made mistakes, but who wouldn’t? he shouldn’t have such a responsibility at such a young age, and you had the feeling that engaging in gang life and activities was his way to escape his home life — but he loved his little siblings in his own way, and it was adorable to watch a man who was used to give orders to at least a hundred men being bossed around by two kids. 

“what about you?” your question took him by surprise and he sighed. it wasn’t easy talking about that day, but your voice always managed to extract the most horrible truths from his heart.

“there isn’t a single day that i don’t see my mom’s face when she died.” 

you hummed, a quiet sound that even in the silent room, that takeomi almost didn’t hear it. “do you think she would’ve liked me?” 

he chuckled. “of course. you would be mom’s favorite daughter in law ever, just look at how you treat my siblings. she couldn’t have asked for anything better, and neither did i.” 

you smiled, despite the burn on your cheeks. “i love you.” 

takeomi’s heart raced hearing such words, because he almost couldn’t believe them. you were too good for him, too amazing and kind to a man that didn’t deserve it. but despite all of that, he couldn’t help and feel like the happiest man alive. “i love you too.” 

“i love y/n-nee too.” haruchiyo said, startling both of you. 

“me too! so much!” senju added, making takeomi groan. 

“please, just sleep and let me have a moment with my girlfriend.” that made both you, haruchiyo and senju to giggle, while takeomi closed his eyes and tightened his hold around his family. 

you went to sleep with a smile on your face, wishing they would never change their ways.

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𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐉𝐔 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐎 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐆𝐎 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 𝐈𝐅 𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎. you on the other hand, couldn’t match his stamina. it didn’t help that taiju’s cock was so big. with such a girth bullying your pussy it didn’t take him long to have you fucked out and drooling.

by now your pillow was now soaked with your spit and tears of pleasure. you’ve lost track of how many orgasms you’ve had, much less what number your husband was at. all you knew is that taiju just buried another load deep into your pussy.

even with his cock plugging your hole, a mix of his and your cum leaks out onto the sheets. looks like you’ll have to do laundry again tomorrow. right now you weren’t too concerned about the following days chores. in fact, you’re too stupid and tired to think about much of everything.

“that’s my girl,” taiju grunts as one of his palms comes down to slap against your ass. it’s done in a manner to express that you did well but it still makes you squeal under him. the noise makes your husband chuckle. “gonna give you another” taiju suddenly announces, starting to thrust into your exhausted cunt.

the entire evening you’ve been taking everything he gave you but now you’re squirming away from taiju’s dick. “no more” you slur. “too sensitive, daddy”.

your protests are ignored. taiju’s large hands grab your hips to pull you flush against his hips again. a sob falls from your lips when he bottoms out completely. before you can plead for a break taiju’s stern voice rings in your ears.

“don’t pretend like you’re not cockdrunk” he practically growls. “you want this just as much as daddy does. now be a good little wife and take it”.

he’s right and you shouldn’t be surprised. the man you married knew you like the back of his hand. so of course he could tell that, no matter how much you whined about how it was too much, deep down you wanted more. you wanted more than anything to be used and would act as his cumdump for as long as taiju wanted.

when you give taiju absolutely no resistance, the sharp snapping of his hips start up again. it’s so overwhelming and feels so good all at the same time. if your legs didn’t work the next morning than so be it. all you want is to be bred again.

taiju’s teeth grit as your pussy somehow swallows him over and over. usually it takes him longer to cum but you’re just so obedient and your hole is so tight and warm. even he can’t take it for long. the guttural moan that rumbles in taiju’s throat sends a shiver up your spine as he spills his seed into your womb once again.

the full feeling is nothing you’ve felt before. you wouldn’t have been surprised if your tummy was bloated from all the cum inside. your heaving for air when taiju pauses his movements. “look at that. you were able to be good for daddy” taiju praises, running a hand lovingly up and down your back. “we’re not done here yet. 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐈’𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐀 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐈 𝐆𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐅𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘’𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐏𝐔𝐒𝐒𝐘”.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐒

// not smut for once //

⠀ૈ☆ mikey, draken, chifuyu, kazutora, mitsuya, hanma, kisaki, baji, smiley, angry x gn!reader

𝐌𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐘's eyes slowly fall on the spot where your hand just touched his, a little and almost unnoticeable smile is spreading on his face. he’s going to think about it for months.

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 almost stops what he’s currently doing but manages to keep a straight face. he says nothing and quietly keeps doing his task, eyes gazing back at you without really wanting to, and smiling when he sees you quickly looking away from him.

𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀 immediately raises his eyes to look at you with a small smile. “sorry…” he quietly apologizes when in reality he’s trying to contain his smile and his suddenly happy tone. despite his efforts, the glint of excitement in his eyes can’t be missed.

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 looks at your face right after his hand brushed yours, his cheeks growing in a cute shade of pink while embarrassment can be read on your face too. the worse is, you both say nothing, you just keep staring at each other until one of you finally breaks eye contact.

𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 blushes the SECOND his hand touches yours. he almost let out a gasp, anxiously looking at your face to see your reaction. once he sees that you’re flustered too he literally runs away, pretending that chifuyu is calling him.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 isn't subtle about it. his eyes shoot wide open and he withdraws his hand the second yours touches his. “SORRY.” he didn't mean to shout, but he felt electricity running over his arm and he panicked.

𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐘 plays it cool, he doesn't remove his hand and even lean into your touch a little, smiling at you when he hears you say sorry.

𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐘.exe has stopped working. he freezes, a blush spreading quickly over his whole face. his skin feels hot from where you touched him, he wants more. poor boy is touch starved.

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 grins while looking at you. “you know if you want to touch me you can just ask baby.” this little shit was waiting for this.

𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐈 immediately gets into a truck and runs over you <3

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CAN I WEAR THIS DRESS?

Inupi, Sanzu, Ran, Rindou, Mitsuya

In which you ask these tokyo revengers boys if you can wear this revealing dress to a party.

A/N: i know some of ya’ll gon say “this dress isn’t that revealing 🤓”. Well I have immigrant parents so 🤷‍♀️

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Calling them by a petname for the first time♡

tw : none!

a/n : this was from my ao3 and i might as well share it in here! Kinda ooc too since I wrote this without analyzing the characters

characters mentioned: Mikey, Chifuyu, Takemichi, Hanma, (Bonten!)Haitani Brothers (Separated)

•. •. •. •. •. •. •. •. •.

“Mikey” Manjiro Sano

You were used to call him by his name Mikey but when it’s just you alone or just the Divison Captains you call him by the nickname you personally gave him “Jiro”

Honestly, you thought he doesn’t want to called by those patnames couples usually use since he might think it’s cringy. Until one day you two were in your apartment aiding him after another gang fight he had, he was hissing like a cat while you’re wiping off the blood on his face once you placed a band aid over his cheek you went over to the kitchen to find an ice pack and get a bottle of water for him to drink

“You’re lucky that I’m home to aid you, baby” as soon as the last word slipped right off your mouth he straighten his posture and look at you

“Wait what? Repeat that again” his eyes widened he never thought this is the day he finally heard you call him by a petname

“I said that you’re lucky I’m home, I was actually about to head out-” he then got up the couch and next thing you know he’s back hugging you

“No, you just called me ‘baby’ ” he muttered while placing his head on your shoulder as you put ice on the ice pack

You gulped and looked at him, he was so close that you both could hear each others heart beat and breathing “Oh… I thought it’s fine since we’ve been together for a while, it’s okay if you’re not-” he then cut you off by giving you a kiss

“It’s fine, I’m your baby” he looked at you and gave you a smile “You still have to be careful okay, Jiro?” you then placed the ice pack on his head

“Noooo~ Call me baby from now on~”

Let it be infront of the whole gang he demands you to call him 'Baby’

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hate to love you

chapter twenty six

a/n: one more after this and this series is finished :(

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TEXTING YOU WHEN THEY GET INJURED…

a/n: ummm I’m kinda taking a writing break right now and I really wanted to do an smau sooo, this was born

hopefully it’s okay💀

reader is gender neutral!

characters: mikey, draken, baji, chifuyu, inui, koko, ran, and kazutora

tw: cursing and mentions on fights (and obviously injures)

[wakasagurl]

when they see you in someone else's jacket (pt. 2)

decided to do a pt. 2 with the men that i KNOW prefer to call you baby and princess ♡ also had to add some of @miyaniacsfaves :)

tw // bimbo-ish reader in koko's?, use of the word daddy

if y'all aren't in to that simply skip over it :) I like a variety of yn's: normal, bimbo, badass, you name it! so don't be surprised if you see a range in my writing

MANJIRO

mikey would say he's a pretty satisfied guy

he had japan's underground on lock, all the desserts he could ever ask for, and most importantly, you

he met you when you saved him from bleeding out in the streets right outside of the bakery you worked at, and he decided you were his from then on

he knew that everyone knowing about your relationship would put you in danger so he kept it under wraps for the most part, only mentioning it to the other executives

you were lowkey a bit insecure about this, and just being a regular civilian, you didn't really understand why he couldn't just tell everyone

"do you.. not want to be seen with me?" "no"

but he also failed to recognize how that came across because yes, he meant it but he didn't mean it the way that you were thinking

you silently left him alone and wandered out onto the streets lost in your thoughts, not even recognizing it was starting to rain until it started pouring

coincidentally, your male co-worker was walking on the same path and offered you his jacket

you gratefully took it and he was helping you put it on when mikey saw the two of you

now he's dealt with his dark impulses a few times in his life, but nothing compared to what he was feeling in that moment

he kept his usual impassive facade as he approached the both of you, seemingly ignoring the sound of the roaring blood in his ears and aggressive pounding in his head

he came up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, just tight enough to make you squirm

"who's this princess?"

but before you could respond your coworker interjected "oh is this your brother? nice to meet you!" he said with an outstretched hand

you could feel his grip tightening but your previous conversation ran through your head and you responded "this is just a friend"

he started gripping you even tighter causing you to tap on his arms to release you but he just responded by laying sloppy kisses on your neck causing you to let out a short gasp

"do I look like her brother?"

KOKONOI

sweet koko loves treating you, only the best for his pretty girl! but he knew you weren't in it for the money

which is why he was only mildly surprised when he saw you walk into his office in, was that h&m?

now he might be a ~material boy~ but he understood the practicality of having "normal" clothes on a day to day basis but what he couldn't understand was why it looked so big

it occurred to him when you went to go sit on his lap and he caught a whiff of cheap cologne

he has literally never dropped you so quickly

all you could do was look up at him with tears in your eyes while sprawled on the floor

"did I do something wrong daddy?"

he HATED seeing you cry, it was his least favorite feeling and this was especially true when he was the reason

"sorry princess couldn't help it"

he put you back on his lap and let you lay your head in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent

"so princess, wanna tell me where you got the jacket? promise I won't get mad"

you squinted like it was hard for you to remember exactly how it got on you

"oh it was a nice man's! he saw me at the mall and called me pretty then gave me his jacket and a little piece of paper with a bunch of numbers on it! :)"

koko prided himself on being the most level-headed of the executives in bonten, but that was still a low low bar and he was still an executive of the most powerful gang in japan

"you think you can show me the paper baby? just wanna give him his jacket back"

you slowly took off the jacket revealing a tight corset top and tiny tennis skirt that barely covered your ass

"'m bout to lose it" "what'd you say daddy?" "oh nothing princess, how about we look at gettin' you some new jackets, I think saint laurent just released a new collection that would make you even prettier" "really daddy?"

he loved when you got that sparkle in your eye because he knew it wasn't excitement about being able to use his money, it was because he knew that you knew it was his way of showing you his love

"yeah baby, gotta make up for lettin' you get cold and droppin' you. 'm sorry you know that right?"

most people assumed that he was only into you because of your looks, but he has never been more sincere in his life and it was all because of you

you brought such a warm light in his life, not overwhelming but enough to warm him and for the first time in his life, the warmth on his skin didn't scare him

WAKASA

wakasa preferred women who could fend for themselves, he barely had enough energy to fight for himself and most of the time he didn't need to

his hair was recognizable enough to where people knew not to mess with him

it didn't matter to him who knew of your relationship with him so it was pretty commonplace to see him in and outside the gym with you

he knew you could fend for yourself and loved that about you, but sometimes wished you were a little less stubborn and would accept his help

he'd offered you his jacket in the past but most of the time you took offense to it, thinking that he thought you were incapable of taking care of yourself so he stopped offering over time

you were sick one day and while he noticed you were shivering a bit, he figured you'd get angry if he offered his jacket so he kept it to himself

you secretly wanted to ask but your pride got in the way

you took a quick break and let him know you were gonna run to the convenience store

on the way to the convenience store, the dizziness starting kicking in and before you realized it, you were falling

you felt yourself fall into someone's arms and you thought it was your boyfriend's so you let him wrap his jacket around you but the unrecognizable scent broke you out of that train of thought

the fever made it impossible to break free of his grip

"hey pretty lady, seen you around here with that little boy. what'd you say about lettin' me take care of you? bet I could do it better than him"

on a normal day, you would've kicked his ass to the sun and back but the fever was really starting to get to you and all you could do was squirm

that was the scene wakasa stumbled into after deciding to chase after you because fuck your stubborn nature you were still his to take care of whether you liked it or not

he was, by nature, just not a flashy guy so he knew that people who didn't know of his reputation underestimated him and it never bothered him before now

before either of you knew what was happening, a flying kick was sent the creep's way and he snatched you from his arms

"now didn't baby tell you to leave her alone?"

right as the creep was about to retaliate, you mustered what strength you had left to rip the jacket off of your body and throw it in his face long enough to distract him as you landed three solid kicks on his torso, watching him crumple in pain

wakasa caught you in his arms right as you were about to fall

"wish you weren't so stubborn sometimes princess, but you know that's why I love you right?"

[wakasagurl]

𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐂𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄? — (𝐒𝐅𝐖)

ft. rindou, mitsuya, ran, baji, draken, chifuyu, hanma, shinichiro, sanzu, kazutora

𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 — "what the actual fuck." is his first thought. i mean, how else is he supposed to react? you strutted right into the living room, a piece of cheese in hand, and slapped him right across the face with it. he looks over to see sanzu and ran are dying on the other side of the room, while you're sitting right next to him, chomping your cheese like nothing happened. what. the. actual. fuck.

𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐘𝐀 — is confused. why? why must you slap him with cheese? what is this supposed to achieve? he can't help but stare at you with an incredibly lost look on his face as you stand in right in front of him, cheese in hand, as if this is normal. peering over to the left, he hears luna and mana shout, "oooh!! (Y/N)! me next, me next! i wanna hit taka with cheese!!"

𝐑𝐀𝐍 — hits you right back. as soon as you slap him, he snatches that piece of fucking cheese from your filthy hands and slaps you right back. he doesn't slap you in the face though; only on the thigh. he is a thigh guy after all, so why miss an opportunity to see 'em jiggle? ;)

𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 — is appalled. how dare you? this is war. he immediately picks you up and slams you down on the couch, attacking your neck and face with kisses and soft touches. you're both are dying of laughter, and after you two finish your play fight, he scoops you up in a giant bear hug <3

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 — just sighs. again? first it was a duster that you slapped him with, and now a piece of cheese? what next, celery? he simply sighs and helps you into his lap while whispering, "you're such a piece of work, you know that?"

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 — almost starts crying right then and there. how could you do this to him? did you not love him anymore? he's appalled that you hit him with cheddar cheese instead of swiss cheese; and therefore he'll give you the silent treatment until you slap him with the RIGHT kind of cheese.

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 — starts dying. tears prick in his eyes as he begins to laugh his ass off, and you can't help but laugh with him. all of his gang friends are shocked that he didn't murder you right then and there, and that he's clutching onto your waist while snorting laughter into your chest.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 — feels betrayed. he'll simply look at you like, "wow. can't believe you didn't hit me with the whole fucking BAG." the audacity you have to hit him with ONE mere slice of cheese is beyond him; he thought he taught you better than that.

𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 — isn't the one being slapped. then who's being slapped? you. he's creeping up behind you only to slap you straight across the face with a piece of cheese, and then begin to eat it. weird, i know.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 — will stare at you for a minute, then just go back to whatever he's doing. for once, YOU are appalled at HIM for ignoring your devilish efforts, when it's usually the other way around. you scoff at him, hitting him on the back of the head, to which he simply ignores you again.

© 𝐚𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐪 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 — 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐞, 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐬, 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

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when they see you in someone else's jacket

RAN:

ran would say he’s a pretty confident guy, ask anyone around him

his consistently relaxed demeanor exuded authority to the people around him

but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have his insecurities

for example: he’s constantly worried about his hair, what his fit for the day should be, whether his shoes were still dirty from the blood from the fight he had the night before, ya know the important things in life

he didn’t realize how insecure he was about his relationship with you until he saw you in that oversized jacket when you knocked on his door

as you were about to come in, he made you stop

“what the fuck is THAT?”

needless to say you were confused as to what he was referring to

“why is my baby in that monstrosity??”

that’s when it clicked in your head

“it was cold in the classroom and a classmate lended me his jacket! isn’t that sweet? :)”

he was flabbergasted, appalled, shocked, outraged, sickened

“it’s getting kinda cold out here can i…. come in?”

however, his thoughts were racing “is she moving on? does she think I can’t provide for her? would she be better off without me?”

but right when those thoughts threatened to overwhelm him, you took the jacket off grabbed his face

“babe if you literally ever came to school, i would’ve asked you” “fair point”

he finally let you in when he felt you shivering, but insisted that you take a shower

“you reek of another man, do you want me to lose it princess?”

and honestly, maybe you did just a little

when you came back, the jacket was gone and all you could hear him saying was, “had kill it with FIRE”

honestly, you shouldn’t have been surprised when the next day, your classmate had transferred out of your school

RINDOU:

now rin was more open with his insecurities

he liked to communicate them with you to avoid any unnecessary arguments and that worked about 90% of the time

the one insecurity he couldn’t get over though was the thought that you might leave him for his big brother one day

he’s constantly been living in his shadow, and honestly, he didn’t mind because at the end of the day he had you

but he couldn’t stop those thoughts when he saw you wearing ran’s jacket one day

you were out on a date when he went in for a hug and realized that you didn’t smell like… you

he knew that scent all too well and when he abruptly pulled back, you couldn’t help but be a little hurt

“angel, whose is that?” already knowing the answer and ready to hear the words he’s been dreading since the beginning of your relationship

you didn’t understand why he was questioning you since he’d never told you about his deep seated worry that constantly plagued his mind

“’s ran’s! he lent it to me the other day when it was raining and i haven’t been able to give it back since then so i wore it to remember to return it! you think you can give it back to him?”

but that did little to ease his mind

“what were you guys… doing together?”

cue your nervous face

“i knew it, you’ve finally decided he’s better than me too huh?”

the confusion that swept across your face made him do a double take

“what are you talking about darling?”

“you’re leaving me for him aren’t you? it’s okay i get it.”

as he began to walk away, you grabbed his arm with a strength he didn’t know you had

tears began to fill your eyes

“darling, we were planning a surprise for your birthday, didn’t mean to hurt your feelings”

all he felt in that moment was relief

he turned his body around so fast it almost gave him whiplash as he gathered you in his arms

“promise me you won’t ever leave me, can’t live without you”

“pinky promise, he’s too high maintenance for me anyways”

SANZU:

haru haru haru

his world revolves around your happiness; as long as you’re happy so is he!

but he would be lying when he said the world may have stopped for a moment when he saw you in takeomi’s jacket, smiling and laughing with him

most people would call him unhinged, crazy, but you knew better

you knew about the side he’d never shown anyone, the inner child that was still hurt by his brother’s treatment of him so honestly you should’ve known better

but you never had any ill intentions you swear!

when you saw a familiar pink ponytail moving in the corner of your eye, you immediately threw the jacket at takeomi’s face “hey! rude!”

but honestly, you couldn’t care less

you chased after him (she’s a runner she’s a trackstar)

as you grabbed him arm to make him turn to face you, your heart broke when you saw tears in his eyes

“so you wanna go be someone else’s whore? that’s fine, but you really do have shit taste”

his rough words did little to phase you because you knew where they were coming from

“honey, he was showing me baby pictures of you and i saw the one of you washing your hands in the toilet like menace i know you are ♡. it got a lil cold so he offered me his jacket. i’ve been trying to build a relationship with him so that i could get his approval one day”

“his approval for what? his approval doesn’t mean shit to me”

you knew better, you knew deep inside that he still cared for his siblings

“was tryna pick out a ring for you, for us”

his head was spinning and you could see the moment when he finally realized what you meant

you reached up for his face and did the thing that you knew would calm him down

you scratched the back of his ear and he couldn’t help but release a purr at the feeling

“that’s right kitten, ’s always going to be you in every lifetime”

dedicating rindou for @megumi-divine and haru for @bxnten ♡

[wakasagurl]

hate to love you

chapter twenty five

warnings: smut (18+ only) fingering, vaginally sex, unprotected sex, cliche af chapter, not edited.

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A week

It's been a week since you've seen Ran. Not only has he not been in the office, but he's been eerily silent in the group chat, and he hasn't texted you at all. When you asked Rindou about it, he just told you not to worry, and that Ran was okay.

You didn't buy it.

You knew you were the reason he wasn't there, all because you were a coward who couldn't come to terms with her feelings.

You could barely focus on the meeting you were in, your eyes stuck staring at the empty chair beside you, the chair that was always occupied by Ran since he always fought Rindou for it. You could almost hear his whispers as he would tell you the meeting was boring, that maybe you two should go out instead, or the smile he would give you when he found out you two would go on jobs together.

You internally scolded yourself for being so stupid. It was three words, so why were they so hard to say? Saying them to Ran was difficult, and yet you wanted to scream it from the rooftops, because you did love him.

You were so in love with him that you nearly laughed at the irony of the situation.

The beautiful enemies to lovers trope.

"Y/n, you listening?" You were snapped out of your thoughts by Takeomi's voice, your eyes focused on him.

"I'm sorry?" You asked, all the other execs looking at you.

"Are you okay? You're very out of it today." Mikey asked from the head of the table, you noted the small hint of concern in his eyes.

"I um-" You stuttered, looking over to Sanzu, who gave a small smile. "I- I'm so sorry, but I need to go."

"Wait where are you going?" Koko asked as you made your way to the door.

"I have to do something, I'm so sorry!" You said before leaving the meeting room, making your way to your driver.

"I need you to take me somewhere." You stated. He nodded, getting up from his seat to lead you to the car.

Ran sat on his couch, which is all he's been doing for the past week.

He was hurting, your rejection damaging his ego slightly, but his heart more. Fuck was he stupid. Why would someone as amazing as you ever want to be with him, why was he stupid enough to even tell you how he felt. I mean to be fair he did think you were sleeping, but still, he should have been more cautious.

He wondered how he let himself fall this deep, how he let you have such a tight hold on him, then he remembered the rare times that you would smile at him, the times you both spent together on jobs, and especially the last time you were together, tangled up in the sheets, the gentle touches and soft kisses you had both shared, it left him hopeful.

Hopeful that you would feel the same thing he did.

A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts. Who the fuck was here? He swore if it was Rindou again he was going to kick the shit out of him.

He sure wasn't expecting to see you though.

"Hi." You said quietly, your heart speeding up as you took in the sweatpants and tank top he wore.

"What are you doing here?" Ran asked, a brow raised.

"I-uh, I just- can I come in?" You asked. Ran nodded, moving out of the way so you could come in. Ran watched as you paced, shutting the door before walking back to sit on the couch.

"So what are you doing here exactly?" Ran asked.

"I- I'm here because I have something to say to you." You said.

"Okay? So say it." Ran shrugged.

"Uhm- okay." You said, biting your lip. "It's just uh- you weren't at the meeting and I just-"

"Thought Rin told you I was fine." Ran said. "Honestly you didn't have to come here."

"That's not- it's not what I wanted to say-" You told him.

"Then just say what you need to say." Ran told you. The tone of his voice making something bubble up inside of you.

"I really hate you, you know that?" You said, making Ran look at you.

"Tell me something I don't know." He scoffed.

"No Ran, you don't understand." You told him. "I hate you, I hate you for making me feel like this."

That made Ran nearly freeze.

"I fucking hate that while I was in a meeting all I could think about was your stupid fucking face, I hate that the best part of my day is when me and you bicker back and forth." You felt your eyes sting as Ran stared at you wide eyed. "I hate that your stupid attempts to flirt with me actually make my stupid fucking heart flutter, and I fucking hate that- that I'm happier when your around." You didn't bother keeping your tears at bay, letting them fall freely down your cheeks.

Ran smiled, getting up to slowly make his way over to you.

"But what I hate the most-" You choked on a sob. "I- I hate that you, you of all fucking people, made me fall so fucking hard for you-"

Ran grabbed your face wiping your tears away with his thumbs.

"I fucking hate you Ran Haitani." You sobbed, noticing how his face moved closer to yours.

"I love you too." He said before letting his lips meet yours. You whimpered at the contact, grabbing onto his arms so you could keep yourself grounded as your lips moved together. When he pulled away he let his forehead meet yours, looking into your tear filled eyes with a smile on his face. "Want you to say it." He told you.

"Say what?" You pouted.

Ran only chuckled, moving his hands down your body to rest on your waist, drawing small circles with his thumb. "Tell me you love me."

"I-" You looked into his eyes, those violet orbs that held so much love for you. "I love you Ran, so much." You cried, feeling another tear fall down your cheek.

Ran beamed at you, kissing you again, but this time more passionately, you moved your hands to thread your fingers through his hair, pulling a groan from him as you tugged on the lilac strands. He was quick to move his hands to the back of your thighs, picking you up with ease which caused you to let out a small yelp.

"What are you doing?" You giggled, holding onto him as he walked you through his penthouse.

"We're gonna go celebrate of course, you're going to let me make love to you." He smiled, kissing your cheek before kicking the door to his room open. You blushed, hiding your face in his neck, making him chuckle before he laid you down. He noticed your nervous expression, a small smile on his face. "You okay baby girl?"

You nodded, biting your lip softly. "It's just, I've never really 'made love' before…" You told him. "Every time I've been with someone, it's been meaningless... well besides the times I've been with you..."

"My pretty baby, you do realize we basically made love last time right?" His words caused your face to heat up, he smiled before gently kissing your lips. "Let me take care of you, okay?"

You nodded, letting Ran undress you, goosebumps rising on your skin as he kissed your body whenever he took something off of you. You mewled at the way his lips felt on your skin, while he groaned at the taste of you. He quickly had you naked, the only thing left on you being the sky blue lace panties you wore.

You gasped as his hand cupped your bare breast, moaning as he squeezed it softly, peppering kisses all along your collarbone before finally taking a nipple into his mouth. "Ran-" You said in a breath, throwing your head back against his soft pillows and he nipped and sucked at the sensitive flesh.

"Hmm?" He hummed, switching over to your other breast. Your back arched slightly, an uncomfortable wetness pooled in your underwear. You were already so needy, and he had barely done anything. You grabbed one of his hands, moving it down towards soaked cunt, he moaned when he felt how wet you were, pulling away from your breast as he whispered a small 'fuck' to himself.

"Need you to- oh!" You moaned as he started circling your clit with his fingers, his lips going back to your breasts as you breathed heavily, your hips involuntarily bucking against his hand. He softly chuckled against you, his hand moving lower so he could tease your entrance with his finger. "Ran don't– please don’t tease me- fuck!"

He easily inserted his middle finger, stroking your walls gently before adding another, curling them so they hit your sweet spot. He once again pulled away from your breasts, looking at you with a lazy grin. "So wet, all for me sweet girl?" He asked, kissing the corner of your mouth.

"All for you Ran, always for you." You told him, moaning as his fingers moved faster. You pulled him into a kiss, your tongue finding his quickly as you let your fingers run through his hair. Your high was approaching quickly, his fingers continuously rubbing against your sweet spot as his palm rubbed against your clit. "R-ran, m'really close I- '' You said against his mouth.

"Cum baby, it's okay, I told you I'd take care of you.." He told you, his fingers picking up their pace as he moved his lips back to your neck. It didn't take much longer for the coil in your stomach to snap, creaming all over Ran's fingers as you cried out his name. He smiled against your skin, helping you ride out your high before you had to stop his hand, not wanting to be too sensitive.

Ran pulled his fingers from you, licking your juices off of his slender digits as you tried to catch your breath. "You taste so fucking good." Ran groaned, making sure not to waste a drop of your release.

You watched in awe as he licked his fingers, causing a new wave of arousal to stir in your stomach. You squirmed, squishing your thighs together for some friction which didn't go unnoticed by Ran, who gave you a shit eating grin. "Pretty baby, already want more?"

"Want you inside me Ran, please-" you begged, reaching over to palm him through his sweats. He groaned, his need just as evident when he quickly stood up, pulling off his tank top and removing his sweats before pulling your panties down your legs. Ran moaned when he saw how wet you still were, wanting nothing more than to taste you again, but you wanted more, and he planned to give it to you.

He quickly climbed on top of you, kissing you feverishly as he lined his tip up with your entrance.

"Hey Ran-" You said softly, pulling away from his lips and cupping his face. "I truly do love you." You smiled, causing his face to heat up and the tips of his ears to turn red.

"I love you too baby doll." He told you, finally pushing his way into your walls. You moaned at the stretch, grabbing onto his shoulders for stability as he continued to push his way in. Ran had his face buried in your neck, groaning when he finally bottomed out, letting you adjust as he peppered your neck with kisses.

"M-move, Ran please– need you to move!" You begged, moving your hips to get some friction.

"You're so tight." Ran said through gritted teeth. Slowly moving his hips. You moaned at the drag of his cock, pulling him in so your lips could meet again, pouring all of your emotions into it as he fucked you slowly, sensually. It was something you've never felt, because everything just felt like so much more.

"R-ran, feels so good." You moaned, your nails gently scratching down his back as his hips met yours in a steady rhythm. The squelching sounds were lewd, but you were just so wet, you were basically dripping all over him. Thankfully Ran didn't care, because your walls were gripping him so tightly he could've came as soon as he pushed into you.

"Your pussy is so fucking perfect." Ran groaned, his thrusts becoming harder, making you cry out in pleasure. If Ran were to die right now, he'd die the happiest man out there. The sounds you made for him nearly had him going feral, and it took everything he had not to pound you into his king size mattress.

"Ran, need you to go harder, please–" you begged, moaning each time you felt his tip hit your cervix, but you needed more, wanted more. You felt your high approaching again, but you just needed a little more to fully get there. "M'so close baby, please I need- fuck!"

Ran thrusted faster, the pace making you see stars as you were blinded by the pleasure he brought you. "Ran m'cumming, oh fuck!" You screamed, letting that coil in your belly snap as you creamed all over his cock.

"That's my good girl, grippin me so fucking tightly– fuck– were made f'me hmm?" Ran said, trying to burn the fucked out look on your face into his brain, your eyes rolled back, the sheen of sweat on your body, and the tears that pooled in your lash line.

Fuck he was gonna blow his load.

"M'close baby, gonna fill my pretty girl up." Ran groaned, his thrusts becoming more erratic as he neared his high. "Fuck y/n– oh shit– fuck I love you, love you s'fuckin much–" he said, his hips stilling as he painted your walls white with his cum.

You gasped when you felt his cum fill you, moaning his name over and over as he rode out his high. You felt the tears fall from your eyes as you became more sensitive, but that wasn't the only reason you let them fall. Ran kissed your tears away, not making a move to pull out, instead he gently lay on top of you, being mindful not to crush you with his weight.

"Now why are you crying, my pretty girl?" Ran asked, pecking your lips softly.

"M'just– I'm so sorry Ran." You whispered, letting your hand rest on his cheek.

"For what?" He asked, a brow raised.

"For hurting you, not being able to tell you how I felt." You said. "When you walked away that day, after saying we wouldn't happen I– it really hurt me, I should have just told you."

"It's okay." Ran smiled. "I will admit, it hurt, but walking away from you was hard for me too, and we weren't even together." Ran paused for a moment. "Are we– you know– together now?"

You chuckled. "I mean, you're inside me right now, and I did declare my love for you so– yeah, I'd say we are."

He kissed you again, smiling against your lips as you giggled, feeling lighter than you have in a long time. "I love you." You said against his lips, pecking them one last time before pulling away. "To think I'd actually fall for the one guy I couldn't stand, talk about a cliche romance novel love story."

"When did you know?" Ran asked, gently pulling out of you, you quietly whined, missing the feeling of being filled by him. He flopped on the bed beside you, opening his arms as an invitation which you happily accepted, cuddling into him as he drew shapes on your arm.

"I think I've known for a while.." You said. "I just didn't want to admit it to myself.."

"We could have saved so much time, you really know how to make a guy wait." Ran chuckled, making you lightly hit his chest.

"Shut up.." You groaned. "I wanted to tell you, that night, I really wanted to, I just couldn't get the words out.."

"Don't worry about it." Ran told you. "You're here now, with me, and that's all that matters."

You looked at him, really looked at him, and part of you couldn't believe he was yours, hell you could barely believe that you were his. "I really am in love with you Ran Haitani."

"Good." He stated. "Because I'm in love with you too."

You hummed, cuddling closer to him.

"I do have a question though." Ran said.

"What is it?"

"When did you change my contact name to 'possible love of my life' on your phone?" He asked, the smirk on his face so evident in his tone. You sat up, looking at him in horror.

"How did you–" You started "Ran, did you snoop?!" You asked. He shrugged, shooting you that stupid grin you loved so much.

"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." Ran smiled. "Let's not worry about the small details, just know, that I thought it was very cute, and I was honored–"

"Shut your mouth Haitani." You spat, moving to climb out of the bed, but he was quick to throw his arms around you, pulling you back to him.

"C'mon doll I was just teasing you." Ran said. "But I do want to know what you're going to change my contact name to now."

"I hate you so much." You groaned.

"No you don't, you love me, and I love you." He kissed your shoulder before placing his chin there.

You rolled your eyes, though a smile still adorned your face as you took in Ran's warmth. "Yeah, you're right."

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TOKYOREV BOYS WHEN YOU CALL THEM BY THEIR FIRST NAME FOR THE FIRST TIME

CHARACTER(S): Ran . Hanma . Baji . Kisaki

WARNING/S: none :/ A/n: First time writing for Kisaki :P

Ran Haitani

"Hey, how come you're dating my brother but you're still calling him by his last name? it gets confusing sometimes"

It was a question randomly raised by the younger Haitani, You've known the Haitani brothers simple as the older Haitani and the younger Haitani that it never occurred to you to call them their given name. much less your boyfriend, not even when you call him by his last name and both the Haitani brothers would turn around.

it took you a couple of days to muster the courage to mutter his first name but never find the opportunity to say it. until the perfect opportunity arises.

somehow, Ran woke up on the wrong side of the bed that he decided to ignore you for the rest of the day.

"The cool older Haitani, notice me~" you whined as you poke Ran on his cheeks but receive no response as he continues to scroll through his phone.

"Babe" you continued but Ran continued to act as if you didn't exist. but you didn't give up.

"Sweetheart? Honey?" you continued, listing down words to find the magical password, it reach the point you were already crawled under his arms and were seating down on his lap. but Ran was a patient man.

"my cinnamon roll?"

you let out a sigh as Ran continues to scroll through his phone, actually finding it hard to ignore you, but more than half of him enjoys the nicknames you give blurting out. but he never thought you would grab both his cheeks and forcefully make him look at you.

"Ran" you coaxed so gently, as you stare at his eyes with so much gentleness, it took him a couple of seconds, eyes widening before a blush of red exploded on his cheeks, and seeing his reaction, your cheeks adorned the same color as is.

you attempted to pull back your hands but Ran was quick to stop you, putting his own warm hands on top of yours and nuzzling his cheeks on your palms.

"That's an underhand tactic Y/n" he grinned "I don't mind being called by you like that from now on"

you can't hide the smile on your face as he admits that, while Ran keeps replaying how you said his name so sweetly.

"I guess I should call your younger brother his given name too" you voice out once to Ran who immediately shook his head.

"don't bother, he can be the younger Haitani to you for the rest of his life"

Shuji Hanma

Hanma was called by his last name by everyone around him, considering you never heard someone call him by his first name. calling him by his last name felt so natural that it never crosses your mind.

until Kisaki pointed it out, making you wonder why you never thought about it when Hanma so casually called you by your first name even before you were dating.

Hanma was beating up someone as usual when you saw him again after Kisaki gave you a lot to think about.

"…Shuji" you called out loud to catch his attention, testing how it felt to say his name.

Hanma was midway punching someone when he flinches upon hearing your familiar voice with a somewhat familiar name. he stops midway, to glance back at you, an indescribable expression on his face.

he was only able to snap back to reality when the person he was beating up punch him straight right into the face. but it didn't stop him to knock out his opponent and make his way toward you, a serious glint on his eyes.

"Say it again" he demanded

"What is?" you teasily hum, playfully smirking at his sudden change in attitude, feeling your heart swell up knowing you had the kind of effect on him. but the moment didn't last as Hanma gently grabs both your shoulder to pull you more towards him before leaning down and resting his forehead on yours.

"one more time"

he sighs, while your cheeks feel warmer from the sudden proximity, his eyes telling how serious it is for him.

"Shuji" you let out so gently that his heart fluttered, a rare tint of red on his cheeks as he slid down his head, resting it between your neck and shoulder.

"Haa…you're driving me crazy"

God knows how long he's been waiting for you to say it, It's safe to say that Hanma loves it. a little thanks to Kisaki.

Keisuke Baji

"Hey, how come you're dating Baji-san but you're still calling him by his last name?"

It was a question randomly raised by Chifuyu one afternoon, and no matter how much you rack your brain you were not able to find the answer so you resorted to answering into something childish.

"you've known each other longer than I do but you still call him Baji"

"Hey!"

The conversation ended in playful banter, but Chifuyu's words kept echoing in your mind that you kept practicing on your mind, planning to call him by his first name the next time you saw Baji.

"…Keisuke" you shyly called out, lips parted as you mutter his name as you practiced on your mind a hundred times.

There was a slight flinch from him but Baji acted like nothing happened, naturally stopping what he was doing before your arrival, clearing his throat before answering back.

"what?" he asks, acting indifferent but his flushed cheeks say otherwise. the way his eyes keep darting anywhere but yours, you couldn't help but tease him, curious how far you push him into his limit.

"Keisuke" you called once more, further reddening the captain's cheeks as he quickly turned around to continue tinkering with his prior activities, his back at you as he tries to hide his flustered face, but the red tips of his ears won't fool you.

"Do you need something?" he barely let out, stuttering on the first letter.

"you look so cute do you know that?" you shot back with a laugh, happy with how he reacts to his name, getting more from what you bargained "…Keisuke"

"slow down y/n! my heart can't take anymore!"

Baji feels like his heart is going to explode every time you say his name, but nonetheless he likes hearing it coming from you.

Tetta Kisaki

It never bothered you that you kept calling Kisaki by his last name until it occurred to you that it may be bothering Kisaki, considering you two were dating. you were used to calling him by his last name that you didn't know how to approach the topic to him and just decided to do it when there was a perfect opportunity.

Kisaki was in a mad mood when you came to his office, his eyebrows were furrowed as he slammed his phone down the table before furiously writing on some documents.

"Something happened?" you hesitantly voice out as you slowly close the door behind you. Kisaki let out a sigh calming himself down.

"Just some things not going the way I intend it to be" he mumbled, briefly stopping writing before continuing once again.

you stare at his appearance, and he was obviously tired and tense. so being a good lover you walk towards Kisaki, plant yourself behind him, and let your hands wander on his shoulder, massaging his tense muscles.

Kisaki breathes out and loosens under your touch as your fingers rub the tense muscles on his shoulder. seeing that Kisaki calmed down, you felt like it was an opportunity to try out voicing out the name you mumbled on your mind countless times.

"you shouldn't push yourself too much, you're working too hard Kisa-...Tetta"

suddenly his whole body tenses as he drops the pen he was holding, before reaching a hand up to hold yours on his shoulder. letting out a breath as he grips your hand before he turns around, putting your hand up to his cheeks.

"say in once again" he mumbled as he looks up at you, and the vulnerability in his eyes has you blurting his name once again, this time more softly, causing a smile to appear on his lips.

"I knew it" he mumbles "hearing you say my name would sound so good" 

"I'm sorry, it took me long enough" you timidly apologized, But Kisaki didn't mind it because it was worth all the wait.

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hate to love you

chapter twenty four

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Scared, terrified, uneasy

That's all you felt as you walked towards Mikey’s office, Ran close beside you as you tried to take calming breaths.

"You okay?" Ran asked softly.

"Fine." You stated, not looking at the older haitani, you couldn't look at him, not after you basically embarrassed yourself by almost admitting your feelings.

Ran only frowned. Why wouldn't you talk to him? He was beginning to wonder if he had done anything wrong.

He knows that you heard him that night when he told you he loved you, is that why you were so quiet with him?

He didn't have time to think about it, because Mikey had met you both outside of his office, his stare relentless as Ran immediately noticed you tense.

"Inside, now." Mikey stated. You both said nothing as you walked in to sit down. Your eyes widened when you saw Sanzu, but he only sent you a wink, trying to make you more comfortable.

Both of you sat silent as Mikey took his seat, staring at both of you with his dark eyes. "I'm disappointed." He said, your heart dropping at his tone. "I sent you two because I figured you two could handle it, seems like I was wrong."

"Mikey–" Ran started.

"Shut it." Mikey spat. "I'm assuming this was your fault anyway. You begged me to let you go with her, and I should have listened when she said to send Rindou or Sanzu with her instead."

Your head whipped to look over to Ran, his jaw slightly clenched. He begged to go with you?

"Ran I don't know what to do with you." Mikey said. "You're always distracted, you don't focus on what you're actually supposed to be doing. Instead your head is in the clouds, thinking about how you're going to try and get y/n to like you."

"Mikey if you just listen–" Ran tried again.

"I don't think I need to listen." Mikey said. You sat silently, picking at your fingers, scared to look up at the platinum blonde in front of you. "This should have been easy." Mikey pinched the bridge of his nose, the frustration on his face so evident it gave you chills.

"Mikey, just let me expl–"

"You're done." Mikey stated. Your heart dropped in your chest as you looked over to Ran, who had a blank look on his face. "I can't have you around just for you to keep fucking things up, we can't keep growing at this rate."

"Boss–" Sanzu started.

"My decision is final." Mikey told his number two. "Ran, you can go."

You nearly panicked as Ran moved to get up, but you were quick to stop him, grabbing his hand quickly. He gave you a confused look, but squeezed your hand softly. "Mikey.." You said quietly. "He wanted me."

"What?" Sanzu asked. "Who wanted you?"

"That creep. Who we had to meet..." You said. "He wanted to negotiate."

"But it wasn't negotiable." Mikey stated.

"Ran told him that, but he kept pushing, he wanted me to be one of his whores.." You said. "It's not Ran's fault, if anything, it's mine."

"Y/n…" Ran said quietly.

"M'sorry Mikey… I fucked it up for us." You said. "Maybe if I had–"

"Y/n don't say that shit." Ran told you. "I'd rather die, or get banned from this shit show than let that stupid fuck take you from us."

It was silent, too silent as you looked at Ran, your breathing heavy and your heart pounding as you tried to hold back the tears that wanted to surface.

"I'm going to kill him." Mikey stated. Sanzu only stared at Mikey, a brow raised.

"Wait what?" You asked, turning your head to look at him.

"If he thought he could have you, he was very mistaken, and the fact that he wanted to use you as a whore-" Mikey paused, gritting his teeth. "I care about you too much, and I will not have you be disrespected like that." Mikey spat. "So I'm going to kill that piece of shit myself."

"But it's my fault Mikey… maybe if I had just agreed–"

"Enough." Mikey stated, making you pause. "This isn't your fault, and it's not Ran's either, don't blame yourself." Mikey looked to the older haitani, giving him a small nod. "Ran, I apologize."

"It's okay." Ran said, his hand squeezing yours tightly as if it were a stress ball. Mikey was quick to notice, raising a brow at you as you bit your lip.

"You guys can go, I'll deal with all this bullshit. Sanzu, have Kakucho arrange a meeting." Mikey told his number two. "Except this time, he'll be on our turf."

You got up, letting go of Ran's hand before leaving the office. Ran was quick to follow you, grabbing your arm once you were both outside the door.

"Wait." Ran said, pulling you off to the side. "Thank you."

"No problem, it wasn't your fault." You told him, pulling your arm from his so you could go home.

"Y/n–" Ran said, grabbing your arm again. "I– shit okay um, I know you heard me.. that night.."

Shit.

"I don't know what you're talking about." You told him. "Ran I really need to–"

"Y/n.. please– I just–" Ran took a breath, making you look at him as he tried to figure out what to say. "What do you feel for me? I need to know, please.."

You wanted to tell him, so badly, but the words kept getting caught in your throat. Your eyes stung, your stomach was in knots, you could have thrown up if you were being honest. Why was it so hard to say it? What was actually holding you back?

"I–" You started. "Ran it's just–" You looked into his violet eyes, so much hope behind them, but it's like all the words died on your tongue. You looked down, away from his eyes, you could barely look at him, the anxiety coursing through veins as you bit your lip.

Ran scoffed, taking his hand from your arm. "So that's it? I confess my feelings to you, and I get nothing back?"

"Ran–"

"I really hoped that maybe, just maybe, you felt the same, that after everything that happened, you would maybe– fuck–" Ran chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "I really am a fucking idiot. How could I have ever thought I had a chance with you?"

"Ran it's not–"

"Save it okay? I get it now. You and me? It isn't going to happen, and I just have to learn to accept it." Ran said. "Loving you really does hurt." With that he walked away, leaving you outside of mikey's office with tears in your eyes.

"You okay?" You heard Sanzu ask. You shook your head no, finally letting the tears fall as Sanzu took you into his embrace. "Y/n, it's okay, don't cry."

"Why am I like this haru? Why- why can't I say it?"

"You never were good with feelings." Sanzu chuckled.

"Haru- why does watching him walk away hurt me so much?" You frowned.

"Because you love him?" Sanzu pointed out. You could only sob, as so much realization hit you.

The truth was, you were pretty sure you've always loved Ran. You loved fighting with him, your stomach filled with butterflies as he complimented you, and when he stood up for you? Well that was just the icing on the cake.

"I do haru, I love him so much I– fuck!" You sobbed, clinging onto sanzu as you cried. "I'm so stupid, so, so stupid."

"You're not stupid baby, you're just scared and that's okay." Sanzu reassured you. "Everything will work out I promise."

"Will it? Because I'm pretty sure I fucked things up.." You cried, your heart hurting more and more.

"It will, because you're gonna put on your big girl pants, and you're gonna tell him." Sanzu told you, kissing your forehead. "You got this y/n, I know you do."

You only nodded, questioning whether or not you would actually be able to do this.

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FAKE IT TILL YOU MAKE IT [10]

rindou haitani x fem!reader

You made the grave mistake of mentioning Rindou Haitani's name as your fake boyfriend.

tags: fluff, drama, eventual romance, strangers -> lovers, fake/pretend relationship, slow burn

word count : 4k

notes: OKAY SO I FINSIHED IT AHHFS slowly recovering from writers block

“Okay, try this.” 

Rindou eyes the plate of food you just slid across the table. He’s very hesitant to try it, not because you’re a bad cook, but because the smile on your face is screaming mischief. 

“Why are you smiling like that?”

Your smile drops as he says this. “I can’t smile any more?”

“No, you're just making me feel like you poisoned the food.” Rindou picks up the fork and starts to play around with the potato salad you cooked for him. 

“Just shut up and eat.” 

Rindou uses his free hand to wrap around your waist and pull you down onto the chair he’s sitting on, scooting over on the small space to allow you room to sit on his lap. 

You happily take a seat, straddling just over his thigh with one arm placed behind his head, resting on his shoulders. “Try itttttt, I need advice—” You eye the fork in his hands, a lightbulb dings inside your head,”—or do you want me to feed it to you?” 

Rindou crosses his arms together when you practically rip the fork from his hands. “I’m not a child. I can eat my own food.”

Ignoring him, you shift on his thigh, turning a slight 45 degrees so you could face him and dig the fork into the salad, pulling out a huge chunk, bringing the food to his closed lips. “Open up or I’ll shove it in there.”

It’s a blank stare from the both of you, the food on the fork eagerly waiting to be eaten. You shake the fork slightly, the food almost slipping off but you catch the drops before it can stain his shirt. 

Rindou finally opens his mouth when he realises you’re not backing down. He’s really about to let himself get fed like a child. His eyes never leave your face as you guide the fork into his mouth. “Tell me if it tastes good.”

Your stomach twists and turns the entire time Rindou is trying the food. His eyes haven’t left your face once as he chews the food. Rindou knows you’re not a huge fan of eye contact.

When he first met you, he knew you as some confident, outgoing girl that isn’t afraid to get what she wants. He came to that conclusion when you literally wouldn’t stop harassing him to be your fake boyfriend. 

It has now been a couple months since you both met, and it’s like your personality has mellowed a little bit. And he wants to assume it’s only because of him. Whenever he simply looks at you, the words die down in your throat, or you get all flustered and start fidgeting. 

You don’t want to let him know his stare is getting to you, so you gather up the courage and stare him down too. “Why are you staring at me?”

“I’m not .” 

His gaze is still very much on you, and by the looks of it, doesn’t seem like it’s going away anytime soon. The flavour suddenly kicks in and his eyebrows rise up, in a shocked manner. “Hold on.” 

He abruptly shifts forward and if it wasn’t for the arm around his neck, you’re sure the sudden movement would have knocked you straight from the chair onto the marble floor. 

Digging the fork in, he takes another huge bite. Then starts to dig into the food like a mole digging into one of its tunnels. “Hey! Stop eating so much, it’s for my brother too.” 

The only way to get him to stop eating, is to grab his fork. But that doesn’t stop him, “I’ll just use my hands.” He’s about to dig a single finger inside the potato salad till you stop him just before he can make contact.

“You’re disgusting.” 

You stand up and use all your strength to lift him up and off the chair, dragging his body weight over towards the sink to wash his hands. “So,” he starts while turning on the sink, grabbing some soap and rubbing his hands together, “why did you decide to become a chef all of a sudden? New profession?”

“No. There’s a family meetup this weekend and my mum said that I have to cook something to bring since she’s too busy working to cook.” You say, exhaustedly, hoisting yourself up onto the counter and watch Rindou wash his hands.

“I chose this because it’s like the quickest thing to make. Besides, my brother loves potato salad, so we had all the ingredients and stuff. Was it really good?”

Rindou turns his head to face you. He notices your lack of confidence about your cooking skills from the way your lower lip is caught between your teeth, frowning a little bit around it, the way your brows are knitted together, like you're trying to fight against your thoughts. 

Rindou drags his finger through the foamy soap that’s accumulated on his hand and presses a blob of it onto your nose. The sudden action has you looking up and crossing your eyes together, trying to focus your vision to see what that strange white substance is on your nose. 

“Is that—” you wipe it off, look up and watch his smile grow bigger. “You’re so—” You clamp your lips shut, seeing your brother standing in the doorway  separating the hallway and the kitchen. 

“When did you get back?” You’re sliding off the counter and closing the door behind you, leaving Rindou alone in the kitchen.

“Just now.” Your brother re-adjusts his glasses and slides his school bag off his back.

“You walked home from school?”

He shakes his head. “No. Mum picked me up.”

Mum picked him up. Shit.. she doesn't know about Rindou. She can’t know about him. It’s too early, not yet. Your brother only knows because his nosy ass decided to pry into your personal life. “So… where is she?”

“Outside, talking to the neighbour.” Your brother sniffs, his senses coming into full gear. “I smell potato salad.” He shoves past you rudely, opening the kitchen door, a small wave to Rindou before heading straight to the table and sitting down, digging into the food. 

Piece of shit. You think to yourself, rubbing your side from the shove. Rindou approaches you, placing his hand on your shoulder and speaks into your ear. “Still think your cooking is trash?” He’s referring to the way your brother is currently munching down, like a man starved. His legs kicking back and forth, like a hypnotic watch.

“No– no I don’t.” You can’t help the smile, can’t help the way you relax into the hands pressing against your shoulder. Your family is very judgemental. You love your parents, and your brother so much, but the rest of the family? Your second aunt is the worst one. Always finding some sort of fault in your success, always being a burden, never failing to rip that smile off your face.

All the family events you’d gone to, your older brother was always the one that got the most praise for doing the bare minimum. He got a C? He got a car for his 16th birthday. You got an A? You’d be lucky if you even got a glance from her. 

Your brother is 5 years older than you, he’s currently out of the house as he’s studying in university. You’d never held a grudge against your brother for the clear double misogynistic standards you’d faced from the day you were born into this family.

You know if you bring that food over to the family event, your aunt, uncle and whoever else wants to join in the bullying would take a jab at your cooking, sneer remarks that would just deplete your confidence meter down to 0. 

No matter how good you think it is, it’s never good enough for them. For her. 

You hear the front door unlock and you and Rindou both turn towards the door. The colour drains from your face and your first instinct is to shove him inside the kitchen and shut the door. 

“Mum!” You greet, wide eyed and cheerful, throwing yourself onto her in a big hug. She stumbles back, grabbing onto the door-handle for support, dropping the grocery bags onto the floor.

“Oh— someone is excited to see me?” Confusion is laced all over her voice and face. Normally whenever she comes home, it’s a slight wave or a dry ‘Welcome Back’. She can’t really blame you for reacting that way, the environment inside your house isn’t the best at the moment. 

The longer the divorce settlements take place, the longer your parents have to stay stuck in this house together, which means the more arguments you have to hear. It’s draining, mentally and physically. 

“Mum, I’ll put the groceries away, you go upstairs and sleep. You look exhausted.” You place your hand over her forehead, hovering over it, feigning a fever. 

“I do?” She lifts her hand up to try and feel the fever you’re talking about, but you drag her hand back down. “No, don’t touch. I learnt in science yesterday, something about contagiousness or whatever—” You know you’re rambling, yes, but your mother is eating your words up, as if you’re a prescribed, licensed doctor.

“Okay, I’ll go lay down.” She gives you a kiss on the cheek before heading upstairs. You wait until you can hear her bedroom door open before you burst inside the kitchen, dragging Rindou out from the room, ignoring the way your brother is protesting ‘I wanna say good-bye to him!’ and drag Rindou outside.

“Wait here.” You tell him, heading back inside to grab his stuff. His shoes by the shoe-rack, his bag that was on the living room couch, and his jacket. 

You’d only been hanging out with Rindou for two hours, and you’re not ready for the night to end yet. So you also grab your shoes and jacket. 

“If anyone asks, tell them Mitsuya told me he wants me to model for him, or some shit.” 

Your brother looks up from his plate. “Okay, tell Mitsuya I said hello.”

You can’t help but scoff at your brother’s ignorance. He wipes down the salad on his cheek as a result from the messy eating and bids you goodbye. You lock the front door behind you, with your keys, because you know your brother won’t do that for you.

“I want to take you somewhere.” 

Rindou’s words ring in your mind the entire time he’s dragging you along the streets to this unknown location. Everytime you ask him where he’s taking you, he tells you to just wait. 

“Why are we at the park?” 

“I want to show you something.” He repeats, giving you 0 to no insight on what is actually going on. He lets go of your hand and gestures for you to follow him further inside the huge park, the two locked gates at the far end of the park. 

“You ever jumped a gate before?”

“Um.”

Rindou chuckles. “C’mon, it’ll be fun.” He uses his sleeve to wipe away the water drops on the gate, making the surface drier for you to climb up on. It’s a good thing the gate isn’t huge, only a bit taller than Rindou. Probably around Mucho or Ran’s height. 

It’s easy enough for Rindou, he jumps it without ease. Once at the top, he holds his hand out for you to grab onto. “If I fall down—”

“You won’t.”

“— if you drop me—”

“I won’t.” 

You take his hand, placing a foot between the gaps of the iron railing and jump. His arm is strong, and for a second, you felt like you underestimated his strength. Rindou is stronger than how he looks. 

Lifts you without ease up and over the gate, onto the wall hanging just above it. You’re panting once you’re up there, the sheer effort needed to lift yourself up the fence is enough to have you out of breath. 

“God— I need… needa work out. So bad.” You struggle to say between breaths. 

Rindou brings his hand up to your arm to your bicep and squeezes it. “Yeaaaaa... you do.”

You gasp and swat his hand away from you. You place both hands on your lap and adjust your position on the wall and look down at the patch of grass underneath. It’s a nice shade of green, healthy grass— you don’t know what else to think actually. 

“Look up.”

You do as he says, and you’re completely mindstruck by the view ahead of you. Just in the distance, the city is lit up, bright lights covering strips of lands, tall building with the moving cars reflecting off the surface. “Ohmygod.” 

“It’s so pretty, right?” 

“It’s— woah.” One of the lights in the distance changes from purple to reddish blue. The bright neon sign says CLUB NER0. Out of every building in your sight, that club is what catches your eye first. 

Maybe it’s the bright flashing blue text that catches your eye, or maybe it’s the small dots in the distance, indicating the long line of people waiting to enter. 

Whatever the reason is, once you’re old enough, that’ll be the first place you go to once you enter Roppongi.  

“What’re you starin at?” Rindou asks, seeing your eyes mesmerised by the flashing blue in the distance. His gaze follow your fingers as you point at the club in the distance. 

“That place. It’s so—” The gears in your brain are active and turning, trying to find a word to describe your sudden fixation with this random club. 

“One day, I’m going to own Roppongi. Me and Ran were talking about it the other week, and he brought me here. This gate is what separates our town from the city. It’s my favourite spot, I come here whenever I just want to look at it.”

You're still stuck on the word's own Roppongi. “What does that mean?”

“What does what mean?”

“Owning Roppongi.”

Rindou doesn’t know how to explain it. You definitely won’t understand the terminology and he doesn’t want you to be thinking too deep into his words. 

“Y/N. I need you to promise me something.”

You can tell his tone is serious, so just stay silent and nod, letting him continue speaking. 

“If— if I get into some deep shit. I want you to forget about me.”

“What deep shit?” Were you correct about the money laundering stuff? It’d been a couple weeks since you initially had that thought, and it left pretty quickly so for him to be saying this so suddenly has your stomach churning anxiously. 

“Deep shit like— y’know— bad stuff.”

“Why would you get into bad stuff? Rin?”

“You know who my dad is right? He’s not the nicest man, he has connections with people and I’m pretty sure he’s done some bad things too. There’s no doubt he might get me and Ran involved if he’s desperate— so if anything happens, I want you to forget about me. I don’t want to drag you down in life.” 

You grab his hand that was resting on the wall and start playing with his fingers before slowly intertwining them with your own. “No.”

“No—?”

“No. I’m not going to forget about you. I like you and if you drag me down, so be it.” You shrug lazily then rest your head on his shoulder, eyes travelling back over to Roppongi in the distance. 

Rindou can’t help but feel relieved , but also upset. He wants you to forget about him. The past couple weeks, he and Ran had been getting into deeper shit and they managed to do a couple drug deals weeks prior, earning them a fat load of cash. 

This sort of business is a lot riskier than simply stealing credit cards, which is why Ran told him that if he really likes you, then he should let you go, because this type of business isn’t one you’d drag your loved ones into. 

Rindou agreed, which is why he’s trying to let you down easily today, even taking you up to his favourite spot to subtly break the news down for you. It’s a shame he’s forgotten how stubborn you were. Almost immediately shutting the idea down. 

He really wants to kiss you right now. He looks down at the top of your head, you’re still playing with his fingers as you stare off into the view. He’s so happy you approached him that one day— he’s more than happy actually. 

As if you could sense him staring, you look up at him, catching him in the act. He barely even had any reaction time to move away, even now as he’s been caught. 

The way you’re looking up at him is doing something to him. It’s making him feel so nervous, making him lose all feeling throughout his body. The way you’re fondling with his numb fingers, almost like they’re paralysed. 

You’re the first to break eye contact, eyes dropping down to his lips only for a split second. You’d been waiting for this chance to kiss him again, too nervous to initiate it yourself. The first time on your bed was purely in the moment, and there’d never been another chance to kiss him again. 

The moment just wasn’t there. But now? Everything feels perfect, even the wind stopped blowing for this super special moment. His hand cups your cheek and you sit up, almost a little bit too quickly—too excited for this moment. 

Just as you start leaning closer, a firework erupts in the distance completely disrupting the moment yet again. Rindou glares daggers at the firework, wishing a lifetime of pain and suffering on the person that lit it. 

The worst thing to deal with after a failed kiss, is the awkward silence afterwards. “It’s getting a bit late?” You almost forget you’re on a wall and almost fall backwards. 

“Careful, don’t go dying on me.” Rindou jumps down from the wall, then holds his hands out for you to jump down. 

The two of you walk in silence back down to the front of the park before taking a seat on the bottom of the slide. “I’m so tired.”

Rindou drops down onto the grass in front of you and picks up a stick by his foot. “Want me to take you home?”

“I don’t wanna go yet.” 

You watch as Rindou drags random shapes into the muddy part not covered by the grass. He starts off with a square, then draws random lines leading to god knows where. 

“I had fun today.” Rindou speaks after a short moment, still distracted by his sketch, now incorporating circles into the mix. 

“Me too.” Would’ve been even better if I could’ve kissed you, but whatever. You don’t want to rush the first kiss. It has to be special with 0 interruptions— so you’d happily wait longer just for the timing to be right. 

You tilt your head to the right, trying to see what exactly he’s drawing. From the angle you’re sitting at, it looks like random shit, so you thought maybe tilting your head would suddenly reveal the answer. But alas— it’s still just random shapes. 

“What even is that meant to be?” Your neck is beginning to ache from tilting your head, so you stand up from the slide and move to kneel next to him. 

“Not sure. Just hoping it’ll turn into something good.” He pokes a couple dots inside some of the spaces, inside the random squares and circles. 

“Draw a smiley face, right there.” You stretch your hand out to grab the stick, expecting him to move his hand but he just keeps it there, gripping onto the wood as he watches you drag the stick forward to draw a smiley inside one of the circles. 

“Doesn’t it look better now?” You turn to face him, unexpectedly brushing your nose with his in the process. When had he moved this close to you? Before the moment could get ruined again, Rindou leans in and presses a long peck against your lips, pulling away after a couple of seconds. 

You tighten your grip around the stick as he leans back in, cupping your face with his spare hand, his thumb brushing against your cheekbone. The kiss is more passionate than the long peck from earlier—but the two of you are still young and clumsy so it isn’t the best kiss, but perfect for a first kiss. 

Your fingers drop the stick, gripping onto the front of his jacket, melting against his touch. He takes this moment to gently lay you on the floor, hovering over you as he starts up his kisses once more. 

There’s a blue and red flashing in the distance, the siren is silent but the two of you sit up regardless. A police car parked just outside the park and a policeman exits the car. 

“Shit.” You sit up, fixing up your clothes, trying to act nonchalant. It doesn’t take long for the policeman to stop in front of you two. 

“You two good?” 

The both of you nod, trying to act like you didn’t both engage in a make out session in the middle of the park at 10PM on a Thursday night. 

“You guys do know it’s a school night—right? You both shouldn’t be out here this late.”

“Sorry officer.” Rindou apologises, standing up on two feet, then reaching a hand out for you. “I’ll take her home now.”

“No need.” The officer shuts Rindou down quick, “c’mon sweetie, let’s go.”

You dust yourself off before stepping over to the policeman. “Dad, don’t call me that. I’m not a baby anymore.”

DAD?! Fuck fuck fuck fuck, Rindou thinks to himself. Out of every profession your father could be, he chooses THAT. 

“Until you’re 18 years old, you’ll always be my sweetie.” Your dad kisses the top of your head, placing an arm around your shoulder to drag you forward. “Do you need a ride home, kid?”

Rindou shakes his head. “No, I actually live down the road. It’s okay. G’night Y/N.”

“Goodnight Rindou.” The way you say his name is so soft spoken; it makes Rindou melt a little bit inside. And your father, at first he thought Rindou was just some dude trying to knock up his daughter, because literally who the fuck goes outside to the park late at night to go kiss someone. 

He knows what teenagers are like nowadays, which is why he waited until you were inside his police car before he brought it up. 

“Rindou, huh?”

“About that…” You were still trying to figure out the best way to describe to your father your actions. “Don’t tell Mum, please.”

“I won’t.” He says as he turns the corner into your street. “But you have to promise me something.”

“Yeah?”

“Don’t let yourself get hurt. I can’t control who you date— but I can control if you get hurt or not. If I sense any red flags with that boy, I’m calling it off.”

You know you’re in no position to try and compromise with him, trying to stay on his good side so he doesn’t go out of his way to purposefully make sure Rindou isn’t doing anything stupid with you. 

“I promise. He’s a good guy Dad. I really like him.”

“I’m glad.” He lifts his hands off the gears to place his hand atop of your own, giving it a light squeeze. “I trust your judgment.”

+++

“I kissed her.” 

Ran freezes, drink half in the air. “After you called it off?”

“About that..” 

“Fuckin’ dumbass. What did I tell you to do?!”

“I tried!! She didn’t want to end things. She just said `No’.”

Ran simply sighs and claps a hand hard on his brother's shoulders. “I hope you know what you’re doing. Anyway, get dressed, there’s another deal tonight. Mucho is coming to get us.”

“Kay…” Rindou watches his brother head down the stairs before he starts to change into his outfit. It’s all black from the hat to the shoes. 

***

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Nightly worries

Izana x M!reader

Izana worries you plan on leaving or cheating after hearing you talk about someone else. In the middle of the night, you reassure him.

Tw. None, just pure comfort and cuddles.

I needed some cute fluff. It's the only excuse I have.

Izana couldn't sleep. It didn't matter if he could feel your warm skin against his back or hear your soft snoring. What used to be a comfort was now making him anxious.

You talked about someone else to your business partner. Izana heard how excited you were to meet them soon. And it wasn't for business.

Izana didn't need more to feel left out, threatened. Were you planning on cheating? Leaving? Wasn't he enough for you? Those questions felt like knives in his mind and heart. You've been together for almost eight years now. Was it how it would end?

Turning slowly, so as to not wake you up, Izana traced your sleeping face with a finger. It was enough to wake you up.

- "Babe... What y'ding?" You asked with a sleepy voice, unable to articulate properly. "Hmm... Can't sleep?"

- "Are you planning to cheat on me?" He asked, not giving you a chance to wake up.

- "Where are you getting that, m'King? No, I am not planning such a thing." You sighed as you sat, passing a hand on your sleeping face. "Damn, it 3 in the morning? Babe, did you at least sleep?" You asked as you looked at the alarm clock.

- "Then, who's Mike, and why are you so excited to see them? Why didn't you say anything?" Izana asks, sitting as well, his voice shaking a little.

- "Mike... Mike... Give me a second my sweet King." You hide your face in your hands, trying to hide a yawn. You made Izana jump when you suddenly clap your hands together. "Babe, where's my phone? Ok, I remember now. It was supposed to be a surprise for you, but I guess I'll show you now." You grab your phone once Izana found it. The light blinds you for a second and Izana admires you. "Here babe, it's the whole thing."

The blond took back the phone, staring at the screen. The name on the top is Mike, but the conversation leaves him speechless. That person isn't a lover to be but another designer. Like you.

As you lay back next to him, nuzzling your face against his hip, Izana admired the work. Those were unique pieces you had asked, for him. There were even some high heels boots, like the ones he uses to have when he was younger. There were so many! Even jewels. Even one gorgeous ring.

A wedding ring.

A shiver ran down his spine as you kissed his hip.

- "Do you like it? Sorry, I know you don't like secrets. I should have told you."

- "It's perfect. Please, don't be sorry. I am the one who overreacted." He can feel a tear roll on his cheek and your arms gently circling his waist. "I should know by now that you won't betray or leave me."

- "Babe, you got abandonment issues. And you got backstabbed a lot." Again, your lips found his skin, leaving a trail of kisses. Izana's hand naturally found your head and played with your hair. "I am not mad or vexed, I understand. It takes time to heal babe and we're in it together. I'm the one in the wrong here. I knew and still did it, causing you to worry and hurt for nothing. It won't happen again, I promise." You kiss him one more time before gently grabbing him by the arm. "C'mere, I'll cuddle you until you fall asleep."

- "You're the one who'll sleep first!" He smiles before laying down on your chest, your arms quickly closing around him.

- "Eh! I can at least try." You kissed his forehead while one of your hands drew soft circles on his back. "I'm happy you love it. Hmm... If my memories are good, do I have to meet Mike in three days? We could go together. You'll see him and if you don't like Mike, you'll do whatever you want to him. Let's him just finish what I asked for 'k?"

- "Ok." Izana closed his eyes, listening to your heart. "So, are we talking about that special ring I saw?"

- "No. You'll have it in time. Soon, but not now." You hug him closer. "There is a special date coming, you'll get it then." You sigh, falling asleep already.

In a few weeks, you'll celebrate your 8 years together. Smiling, Izana fell asleep too, no more worries on his heart.