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jisvno · 2 years ago

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tokyo revengers characters with the way that he shows you love and the way that he likes to recieve love

ft; mikey, izana, kakucho

genre; fluff<3

tw; 'princess' pet name (izana), food (manjiro and kakucho), beating up people lmao and blood / wounds (izana)

♡ manjiro 'mikey' sano

the way he shows you love: bringing you food, especially sweets

we all know how much manjiro loves food, especially dorayaki and taiyaki. you are the only person with whom he shares what he currently has to eat, which shows you that you are really important to him and jiro loves you so much that he would do anything for you. what he loves the most is when you sit together on the climbing frames in one of your favourite playgrounds, in the middle of the cold summer night, look at the full sky of stars, just enjoying the moment and cuddle, laughing and joking while eating dorayaki, and he tells you all the time how much he loves you, how important you are to him and that mikey never wants to lose you, because you are everything for him

the way he likes to recieve love: forehead kisses

manjiro is a person who cares a lot about people who are close and important to him. but he is also afraid that the time will come when everyone will leave him and be lonely, he knew that he wasnt a good person, that he can fall in his dark impulses and he can hurt the people that he cared the most. in case of that, jiro needs constant reminders that you love him, and kisses on the forehead give him this feeling, then he knows that he can count on you in any situation, and that you love him very much and will never leave him. in fact, he wont do anything without getting daily forehead kisses, and thats the only way to get him out of bed or get him to leave the house or go on meeting with the gang

♡ izana kurokawa

the way he shows you love: beating up people who hurt you

izana has a problem with showing emotions in the form of words or physical closeness. he knows that he loves you so much, and that youre the princess of tenjiku, but he doesnt know how to show it in other way that caring about your well-being. your happiness and comfort are the most important for him, so when he finds out that someone hurt you, insulted you or lied to you, then you already know that this person will end up badly beaten. sometimes zana sends someone from tenjiku to take care of the case, sometimes he goes himself. but he knows that this person deserved it because they dared to hurt the tenjiku princess. for him, the safety and well-being of his beloved is the most important thing and he will do everything to make you happy

the way he likes to recieve love: when you take care of his wounds after battle

it wasnt news to you that izana often came home covered in blood, with many cuts and bruises. he loved violence, he loved to fight people, and as the leader of the tenjiku he often took part in battles and sometimes ended up slightly beaten. you were worried about him, so every time he came home you dragged him into the bathroom, where you gently washed his wounds and put bandages on them, while telling him how stupid he was and how much you worried about him. but zana loved those moments because he felt that you cared about him, and every time you took care of his wounds, he was pain free and he felt great. the touch of your warm hands on his skin, your smell and your voice when you scolded him again, made him feel loved and safe, knowing that he had his princess by his side

♡ kakucho

the way he shows you love: comforting you with cookies and hot chocolate

kakucho has always cared most about your comfort. several times a day he asked you how you were, if anything was wrong with you, he always made sure that everything was fine with you. he already knew you well enough to see when you were in a bad mood, and then he would drop everything he was doing and take you to his living room, where he would put you on the sofa and cover you with a warm blanket, then go to the kitchen to bring you some hot chocolate and a plate full of cookies he had baked earlier in the day. he gave them to you while putting his arm around you and stroking your back. he didnt ask for anything, he just wanted you to feel better and he know that then you would tell him what happened and why you were in a bad mood. although usually it was just how he hugged you, he gave you cookies and hot chocolate, it made you feel so much better, and so did kakucho, who was really happy that he could be of any use to his beloved and give you comfort when you need it

the way he likes to recieve love: late night walks and deep talks

nights was the only time you and kakucho could rest and spend more time alone, just enjoying each others company. thats why he loved to take you for walks, usually in the forest or some field, to places where you would be alone and you could walk in peace and quiet. kaku kept all his emotions within himself, which is why during such walks he would talk to you about all the topics he had in his head, throwing all emotions out. and you listened to him, responding to what he said and trying to help and advise him. those nights when you were alone, holding hands and looking into each others eyes every now and then, when you gave him that sweet smile every time telling him that you would always help him, made kakucho feel like the happiest man in the world and he knew that he wanted spend the rest of his life with you, because only you are able to help him, listen and give him all the feelings he needed

~ vani's note

second post here, hope youll like it! kaku one is longer than others because hes one of my biggest comfort characters lmaoo. please remember about that you can requests some things all the time<3 take care of yourselves!

see you next time!

~vani ♡

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tokyo revengers characters when they see you cry and they comfort you

ft; mikey, kazutora, rindou

genre; partly angst?? with very comfort fluff

tw; mention of abusive parents (kazu), period one (is tw needed? idk but in rindou part)

♡ manjiro 'mikey' sano

it was another hard day. school, people, emotions, everything was overwhelming you today. you thought that at least you would meet your boyfriend in the afternoon, but he already had plans with ken, so you were left alone. comfort series and sweets did nothing good, but they caused you to get a mental breakdown. you started to cry, overloaded with the day and the lack of any happiness today. manjiro finished meeting with the draken, and he promised you that you would meet today, so he came to your place. he knocked on your door a few times but you wouldnt open it for him, being too tearful, so manjiros got a bit confused and he used the spare key you once gave him and went inside. he immediately heard the sound of crying coming from your room, and after a while he appeared there, seeing you all tearful, tears streaming down your face, red cheeks and shaking body. He immediately came over, sitting next to you and lightly stroking your back with his hand. 'what happened, honey?' he whispered, wrapping his arm lightly around your waist and hugging you. 'tell me, ill listen and try to help you..' he said softly, all the while stroking your back and shoulders. you finally calmed down enough to tell him about what a hard and overwhelming day you've had. manjiro listened to you the whole time, wondering how he could help you. when you finished speaking, he cupped your cheeks and wiped away the tears with his thumbs, looking into your eyes. 'i love you so much, you know? You are really strong and i believe that youll be able to overcome this and tomorrow will be better. remember, im here for you' he said, leaning back slightly and laying on the bed on his back, pulling you in and hugging you tightly. you felt his body heat, the smell of his perfume and just closeness and comfort, so after a while you stopped crying completely. manjiro said sweet things to you all the time, complimented you and talked about how much he loves you and how important you are to him. he decided to stay here for the night so you can rest in his arms. he lightly stroked your hair, which made you feel safe and after a tiring day you fall asleep in the arms of your most wonderful boyfriend

♡ kazutora hanemiya

you were just at school, coming out of your math class. you couldnt believe that despite studying for so long, you got another F. you were disappointed in yourself, fact, but the most stressed thing was what your parents would do after discovering your another bad grade. they were strict and always yelled at you for bad grades, they also hit you sometimes, you were afraid of them and thats why you spent so much time studying, which didnt always work. you were stressed that once again they could raise a hand on you for another F, so tears came to your eyes. you saw kazutora, who was walking towards you with a smile, wanting to show you something after the end of the lesson. but you were in bad shape now, so you ran away from him, ran upstairs to an empty auditorium, where you sat in the corner of the room and cried. you curled up, burying your head in your knees and crying silently, stressed out by the grades. kazutora ran after you, and when he saw you, his heart broke. he sat next to you, he didnt touch you, just looked at you. 'hey, what.. what happened?' he said quietly so as not to scare you. all you could whisper was that you got another F. kazutora knew what your parents were like, you told him that, and he saw how stressed and scared you were. he didnt quite know what to do, but he got up, taking your hand and gently pulling it to get you up. he walked out of school with you and put you on his bike, he sat in front of you and off you went. after a while you and him came to an empty place by the river, full of grass and flowers, you could see most of the city from here, it was really quiet and peaceful here. kazutora got off the bike, giving you his hand, and you sat down on the grass together. still not saying anything, he started picking the flowers, making a wreath out of them, and put it on your head, smiling slightly at the sight. 'you look beautiful, darling' he said, placing his hand on your cheek and stroking it with his thumb. 'i cant help people, but remember that im always here, ill always find time for you to sit with you and take your mind off the bad' he said softly, looking into your eyes. you were thankful to him for not continuing the topic. you two sat on the grass for a while, and then he took you on a bike ride around the city, and finally he took you to his house, where he made you stay the night, where you watched cartoons and laughed all night. you were very happy that you have such a great boyfriend who will always help you take your mind off the bad things

♡ rindou haitani

you were just at your boyfriends house when you felt you had to go to the bathroom. you just got your period, so you use your pad and went back to his room. rindou was sitting at his desk, looking on the computer for something he wanted to show you, and you sat on the bed. suddenly you felt very painful cramps, that you lay down, slightly cringing from the pain. it was so strong that after a while tears flowed from your eyes and you cried silently, unable to bear the pain. when rindou heard your cry, he immediately turned to look at you. 'baby, why are you crying?' he asked softly, and when you told him that you had just gotten your period and were having terrible cramps, he got up, took some painkillers from the cupboard and gave you along with water, then lay down next to you, hugging you tight from behind and stroking your belly with his warm hands. it helped you so much, just his warmness and closeness. he started telling you a story about another 'dumb' thing that ran did, and how stupid he is, because we all know that rins favourite thing to do is teasing ran. after a while the medicine kicked in and you felt a little better and rindou kissed your hair. 'i dont like it when you cry, it makes you look ugly. you look prettier when you smile or laugh,' he said, and immediately had an idea of how to make you feel better. yes, you spent the rest of the evening teasing and arguing with poor ran, who tried to defend himself, but it was 2vs1 battle so he was loosing, which of course kept a smile on your face, you were really grateful to your boyfriend for being there for you and rindou was pleased with himself that his favorite activity gives you a lot of pleasure too

~ vani's note

first writing here! im not very proud of it, but i guess its not that bad, hope that youll like it! you can request your things, and please tell me if something was bad or just tell me your thought about it!

see you next time!

~vani ♡

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jisvno · 2 years ago

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welcome to jisvno's world! ♡

hello! im jisvno, but you can call me vani! i finally decided that i want to start writing some stuff here!

masterlist here!

requests are open all the time ♡

id like to focus on tokrev characters, bc its my fav anime and im so into it! but ive watched more than 200 animes, so you can request what youd like ♡

i can write:

♡ smut / fluff (angsts only with requests)

♡ headcanons

♡ oneshots

♡ fake texts

i dont know if i ever will write something longer than one shot, but we will see!

ps; english is not my first language, so feel free to correct me anytime, if i did something wrong! im not bad at it, but my biggest problem is grammar, especially future/past tenses

~vani♡

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wife on the low ￤ mikey sano. sanzu haruchiyo.

babysitter!reader. all separate. not proofread mb i had thoughts and didn't wanna lose it.

manjirō sano

tension. too much tension. it's not easy trying to focus on a happy baby when you have two eyes digging through your soul. his gaze is terrifying—whether it's just the way he's just there quietly or the fact that he's bonten's leader, you don't know. he's a scary man.

trying your best to ignore whatever he's doing, you focus on cheerful baby that's been slapping her hands continuously on the little container with water.

she's five months currently so you decided it's time for sensory playtime! starting off with water and slowly adding little sensory toys into the container as she plays.

“it's getting messy.”

“oh—should we stop?”

“no, continue. i'll clean up.”

mikey pushes himself off of the door's frame and wanders off to some room for a mop. he walks away with thoughts swimming in his head; delusional thoughts if you asked him.

he doesn't really know what is it that he's feeling. is it love? dunno. he never felt it in a long time. well, it's not like he remembers what love felt like—he didn't even love the mother of his daughter. hell he can't even remember what possessed him to have sex.

coming back into the playroom, he stills for a moment. cute, he thinks. you look fitting like that. something about the way you're giggling with his daughter while she babbles words only those of her kind understands really makes his heart swell.

“'m back,” he announces after a good few minutes of gawking.

moving the baby onto her crib, you pinch her cheek before going to help mikey.

so close, you think. his body's just above yours—close to the point where you can feel his sweater on your head. his hands moves on yours taking hold of the container.

you made the mistake of glancing at him,, now you're stuck gazing into his static eyes, looking for any hints of his current emotion.

five seconds turned into ten and he doesn't break the eye contact. rather, his right hand glides from the container and rests itself on your cheek.

does he know why he did that? no.

is he going to elaborate? also no.

a few more minutes in wondering silence until he breaks it.

“you're pretty.”

oh!

it takes a minute to process it; eyes opened but still looking into his. mikey drifts his gaze from your lips and back to your eyes. he shows no signs of taking back what he said.

“thank...you..?”

chuckling, he notes your confusion and decides to fuel it by saying: “you're welcome. be my girlfriend.”

sanzu haruchiyo

“pick a colour: blue or red.”

“how about no!” hoisting up his daughter on your hip, you circle around the table making your way to the kitchen as you ignore his attempts of getting you to pick the drug of the day.

sanzu raises his eyebrow at you. you sure have a lot of nerve in front of someone that can easily kill you but he won't. why would he kill you when he isn't sure if he, sober!sanzu, loves you or if he, high!sanzu, is just fucking around.

eh, it's not like he's worried. that's something for future him to worry about!!

“sanzu, her formula's about to end!” shouting from the kitchen as you violently shake her bottle, you faced your focus more on the quiet eight month old rather than the twenty-eight years old father.

“is that all?” sanzu moves on arm behind the couch as he looks back at you. she's a natural with kids—especially mine, he thinks. he's going to blame the drugs for that even though he's very much sober.

“yeah, is it okay if i use your card? i need to stock up on the groceries too.” you explained, dropping a few droplets of the milk on your forearm to check the temp.

“why're you askin' me? it's your card. i took it out for you.”

“because i don't wanna—oh???” you paused. sanzu, your boss, couldn't have possibly taken out another card for you right? certainly, right? god, it's so hard to focus after he said those words. you try to not think too much of it but it's just too difficult.

lost in thought, you didn't realize that he's already in front of you, holding up his mini to give her an eskimo kiss (nose kiss) before looking back at you.

“looks like she's finished. let's go.” walking towards to door, sanzu grabs his keys from the holder along with his mask.

“huh—oh, right her stuff. just a minute!” you can't seem to think coherently, not when those words still linger fresh in your mind.

maybe it's the drugs,

maybe it's you,

maybe it's him,

maybe it's the way he holds your hand firmly while smiling whenever an elderly lady compliments your little “family”,

or maybe it's the way he guides you into his room at night after his daughter fell asleep, pulling you into a kiss that answers all questions.

oou.. sorry if this doesn't make sense it's 1:35 am n im sleepy but desperately wanted to finish this bc dad!bonten >

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jisvno · 2 years ago

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Hiii!!! Can I request a girlfriend Rindou reader, where Tenjiku doesn't even know he has a girlfriend like Ran doesn't even know, and so she meets Tenjiku, and she can fight really really good and she's like PRETTY PRETTY and like how...? Did RINDOU EVEN GET HER? And she stars to catch other members eyes ;)

ᥫ᭡ for haitani rindou and tenjiku, WAREHOUSE ROMCOM.

in which you insist on meeting your boyfriend's current gang and fuck, you definitely just knocked out one of their captains.

𔘓 it's my first time writing for some of these guys so i'm sorry if they're ooc D: you used she/her and mentioned girlfriend so i'll be using those for this fic :] around 3.1k words of chaos.

“rin, how come i’ve never met any of your friends?”

the timing doesn’t allow for a deep conversation. rindou’s too busy messing with his laptop, one earbud immersing him in whatever program was running. meanwhile, a catalog resting on your lap took half your attention.

as expected, the question is around the fifth priority in rindou’s head. “buncha smelly thugs, you wouldn’t like ‘em.”

“and you’re not in that demographic?” you idly munch on some snacks you scavenged from his pantry.

“no, i’m not.” rindou scoffs like you just spat on his entire bloodline. “i’m your handsome boyfriend who you love very, very much.”

oh, this sweater has a really nice discount. “what about your brother? i've never seen him either, i’m starting to think you’re actually an only child.”

he’s gonna pretend like his comment going ignored didn’t sting a little.

“you should be grateful, once you meet ran you’ll be cursed with a killer headache for the rest of your life.”

somehow it doesn’t seem as bad, nor does it deter you in the slightest. whine all he wants, rindou loves his brother. he knows it, and so do you.

“rinnie.” a vein could very well pop out his head at the dumb nickname. “are you embarrassed of me?”

(you know rindou would kiss the floor you walk on. still? good leverage).

his typing halts, left earbud joining the right to hang around his neck. a thousand times of the same coercion tactics should have prepared him better. should have. be as it may, rindou’s heartbeat stops for a minute.

you’re the one good thing he’s got going on, why would he ne embarrassed of you? no, never, he loves you too much.

not like he’d willingly admit to it, though. “a little” his typing resumes, this time a little more attentive to the situation. safety measures and all that.

seems he’s not budging. the playful banter turns into a bitter taste in your mouth. “rude.”

rindou doesn’t like your sudden silence. it cuts at his facade like the dullest of knives—painfully slow.

he can’t win against you. if there's one more thing he hates more than sweaty gym equipment is getting on your bad side.

“i’m not embarrassed, you’re just too pretty for them.” it’s not a lie.

“flattery won’t save you from sleeping on the couch.”

he’s in his own home, it's his couch and bed. “if i take you to meet them once,” rindou emphasizes the word, “will you be pleased?”

you would, “a little.”

works for him.

rindou groans like the sore loser he is, yet hands you an earbud. “whatever, don’t come cryin’ when you realize they're actually lame."

secretly, he prays you don't like them better than him.

"they're your friends—or gang, i'm guessing—i would never think bad of them."

aren't you just a godsend? rindou breathes a chuckle, pressing play. whatever wrinkles remained on his face washed away when you bobbed your head to his mix. he forgives you for being a pain in his ass.

everything’s fair in love and war; you came and conquered with ease. as implicit as he fights to keep it, rindou's a big softie for you.

you lean over to kiss his temple, maybe you’ll buy that sweater you saw for this special occasion.

just this once, punctuality would be the death of you.

the only street light a couple meters away flickers every two minutes, you’ve got no service, and the run-down warehouse you’re leaning on is the shadiest spot rindou’s asked you to meet at. seriously, what’s his issue?

“little late for someone like you to be out alone, isn’t it?” couldn’t have said it better, voice you've never heard before.

..wait.

with a gulp, you turn to meet whoever was talking to you. it’s not the least comforting when you have to look up to see his face. tall, weird eyebrows, and overall menacing.

for once in your goddamn life, think!

“yeah—i mean, it must suck to be alone in the dead of night.” you laugh nervously, as if to quell the goosebumps rising in your arms. “not me though, nope.”

mochi squints his eyes. you can’t be serious, right? there’s no one else in the entire block. “‘s that so?”

one gulp to hush your anxiety. “yup, my boyfriend’s waiting for me, if i don’t show he’ll come looking,” great, now you’re shaking.

he’s not gonna buy it. this is the end, death by two hands the size of your head. truly tragic.

“only a shitty boyfriend would leave you all alone like this,” he huffs. it’s true, part of him wants to wait and chew out whoever this man is.

safe to say, you have to agree. rindou is a dead man as soon as he shows his face, and it won’t be at the hands of this monster of a guy.

blame it on your current hyperfocus on every little thing (something’s gotta make up for your obvious lack of fight or flight) you can’t help but notice he’s wearing all red—is that a gang uniform?

funny how hope goes out as quick as that.

rindou’s uniform is most definitely not red. the fight bound to unleash is already brewing inside your mind, you’re not even sure if rindou can take a hit from this guy. if he ever gets here, only one of these two would walk away.

you have to act, fast.

“it’s not safe, what’s a thing like you gonna do if—”

he makes the mistake of looking into your eyes. they’re wide, like a deer caught in headlights; innocent.

mochizuki’s second mistake is not noticing the right hook you swing.

the light flickers again, and one of tenjiku’s heavenly kings falls unconscious.

it goes without saying you fucking panic.

“i didn't mean to—shit!” you’re kneeling beside his body, checking for pulse. of course there's still a pulse, there’s no way you could actually kill a guy like that. “i’m so, so sorry.”

he didn’t even try to hurt you. are you the monster here?

initially, you were worried rindou would be the one to start a fight if he saw you cornered by the guy. never would you have thought the culprit would be none other than yourself.

quickly, your sweater becomes a makeshift pillow—the least you could do for knocking the living daylights out of him. though you do cringe when the brand-new fabric soaks up all the dirt on the ground.

it’s okay, surely once he wakes again you can explain you didn’t mean to hit him. you were aiming for… a fly? a mosquito? those can carry deadly diseases. sure, let’s go with that.

kakucho doesn’t know what he just walked into.

there’s a stranger kneeling beside mochi whispering in a fret to herself, something about the last recorded case of dengue fever in japan. right, he was also unconscious.

soon, you notice him too. particularly his red uniform.

there’s a brief pause in which you just stare at each other.

come to think of it, you’d probably kick the bucket in these clothes, and you wouldn’t mind. dying with these on would be something you can live with—or die, rather? idioms are dumb. point is, you picked a really nice outfit for your supposed date with rindou.

rindou haitani, who somehow managed to be late enough to miss you picking a fight with another gang member.

the silence is deadly.

“you’re… his friend, right?” cautiously, you’re the one to break it. “i figured he'd appreciate a pillow to enjoy his nap.”

so why was his cheek painted a raging red? god, that’s a nasty bruise.

kakucho blinks twice. then, he looks around, trying to discern any other lifeform in close vicinity. any possible culprit. anything to explain what the fuck is going on.

“are you alone?” the question is courtesy, he already knows the answer.

“no.” maybe he didn’t know after all.

he narrows his eyes, and you rush to fix whatever mistake you made. “my boyfriend—and friends, so many friends, are waiting on me. they’ll know if i don’t show up.”

you’re nervous. kakucho steps closer, and you’re quick to jump on your feet. “you’re right, i should probably go—”

“did you do this?”

“do what?”

as if it wasn’t obvious, he waves his arm at his fallen friend. “this.”

it’s been a long night. you’re frustrated, terrified out of your goddamn mind, and you can’t help the panic tears that start to form.

“i’m so sorry!” you bow, trying to hold back from outright sobbing in front of the delinquent. “he—i was alone, and he came around and-and started talking to me and i just, i got scared!”

kakucho blinks, again.

“i didn’t mean to hurt him, i’m sure he’s a great guy, i was just jumpy, and fuck i didn't mean to cause any trouble.”

tears run down your cheeks, mourning both your sweater as a breeze rolls by and your wasted last moments of youth. great, you’re making it awkward.

sometimes instincts take over, and kakucho is unsure why he’s shrugging off his tenjiku coat. neither does he have an answer as to why he reached to drape it over your shoulders.

“c’mon, just breathe.”

you do. you take a deep, deep breath, and your problems start to lessen. not actually though, the other gang member is still very much on the ground. however, it's nice not feeling in immediate danger anymore.

kakucho settles down next to mochi, and pats the ground next to him. “sit.”

last thing he tasked you ended up helping, so you decide to listen once more. a respectable distance away from him, you sit.

he’s not sure where to start. there’s so many questions he needs the answer to.

(how did you take out mochi? how did you know the exact warehouse where the higher-ups were meeting tonight?)

but he keeps quiet.

either way, any explanations coming from you would be interrupted by hiccuping, and he didn’t want to risk any more crying from you.

“am i in trouble?”

the answer should be obvious. kakucho knows you’re aware of the mess you’re in now. still, there must be something missing. “i can count with one hand the people who’ve been able to take mochi out.”

so that’s his name. your gaze lands on him, peacefully resting. it’s a nice name.

“so i need you to be honest,” kakucho tries his best to speak gently. “did you do this?”

he takes in a sharp breath when you nod.

“...how?”

the strained chuckle that leaves your lips makes his heart skip a beat or two. “i just, y’know, hit him.”

“but, how?” the mere thought is baffling to him.

“i can show you if you want.” you bite back. it’s playful. now you can cross-out befriending a random delinquent from your bucket list.

“never thought i’d see kakucho flirting.” a new voice enters the array. “didn’t know he had it in him.”

white hair flows freely, unfazed by the unresponsive commander beside the two. his presence exudes commands without diction. explain, now.

kakucho’s posture stiffens, and he’s quick to get back on his feet. “i arrived and mochi was knocked out, seemingly by,” he pauses to look at you. “uh, what’s your name?”

you match his movements, standing up and completely ignoring his question. “i’m really sorry about that, i didn’t know he was—”

izana interrupts the meaningless spiel, “your name, what is it?"

shivers crawl up your spine. a phantom would be more merciful with the frighten. so you answer his question.

and just like that, poor mochi is forgotten. "i like your name, it's nice on the ears."

you know better than to grimace at the compliment (was it really?) "i should get going, i don't want to be in your hair any longer."

izana follows your every movement with violet eyes. not a word is uttered, just a plastered, quite unsettling smile on his face as acknowledgment.

right, your idiot boyfriend. one quick glance at the no signal on your phone serves as a reminder you're stranded.

a jingle brings you back to reality. it's izana, tilting his head. "what's wrong?"

well, you're certain all trains back home stopped doing rounds about half an hour ago, and there’s no way you can catch a ride from either of these two.

(the guy with the scar would probably do it, he seems kind. the urge to squish his cheeks like a grandma would is intense.)

"actually," an awkward laugh makes up for the nerves rattling within. "i.. can't leave, not yet."

his patience is wearing thin, you presume. "is that so?"

from behind you, kakucho shifts. would they even go for a one on two? when you're the one wearing heels?

"i told kakucho—" you glance back to confirm you remembered his name correctly, biting back a smile when he looks surprised. "—i was waiting for my friends and boyfriend, specifically at this exact, dirty warehouse."

izana doesn't look satisfied.

"half of that was a lie, it's just my boyfriend i'm supposed to meet." this doesn't seem to be getting any better.

he's thinking about something.

"i know i shouldn't have lied, but it's basic street smarts! can't blame me for that."

he steps closer, seemingly having resolved whatever idea was brewing in his head.

you're close to going on another rant on street safety, or maybe going for another swing, but izana makes you stop dead in your tracks. "do you wanna be kakucho's girlfriend?"

smelly thugs was cutting it short, this guy was bizarre as fuck.

kakucho is grateful you don’t have eyes on the back of your head. tenjiku’s number two, overwhelmed with a barrage of embarrassment and murderous tendencies for his one and only king.

(was he that obvious? were his fleeting glances that easy to notice?)

izana on the other hand had only just begun his career as a salesman. “kakucho here is a great guy—the definition of a gentleman and a picture-perfect servant.”

odd way of selling someone for a boyfriend. you’d have a few pointers and even additions to his pitch, except you literally have a boyfriend, and you’ve told him so.

you check for the hour. maybe you’ll consider his proposal if kakucho isn’t horrid with meeting on time. “go on.”

two heavenly kings have yet to show their faces, another is knocked out, and the last is close to digging himself an early grave.

“so you’ll date kakucho then?”

has he heard a single word you’ve spoken? “i have a boyfriend.”

“it’s a yes or no question, preferably yes or yes.”

it’s better if you ignore the vague implication of a threat behind his statement. “rain check?”

that seems to please him. “i’m izana,” he offers his hand for a handshake. “pleasure doing business with you.”

“cool.” you’re absolutely sure he’s missing a screw in his head, but it’s funny.

“too late to join the roster?” to absolutely no one’s surprise, it’s a new voice joining this sick joke of a night. you’re amazed at the fact four men have managed to show up unannounced to your date, and none are the one you're actually going out with.

izana turns to meet the new addition, eyebrow raising at the fact it’s only half the duo.

“he’s finding a spot to park, sent me to check on that one over there.” one hand points to you, the other toys with a dual-colored braid.

he’s clad in a black uniform—just like rindou’s. everything's even more confusing now, hurray you!

kakucho, who’s more than grateful to leave the past conversation behind, begins to process the situation. “you know ran?”

“ran?” puzzle pieces are slowly coming together. “as in haitani? ran haitani?”

the man himself lets out a low whistle. “sorry man, only been here for at least half a minute and i’m already takin' the spotlight—nothing personal.”

that’s not how you meant it at all. “no-”

“kakucho gave her his jacket.” izana you are not helping.

“that has nothing to do with this.” kakucho pleads to everything under the sun for his boss to just, shut up. just this once.

“ran, where’s ri-”

“see? already reeling back to me, i think i've got more game than you.” rindou was right, he’s a living headache.

izana tugs at your blouse. “you already said yes on kakucho, no take backs.”

“that never happened.” kakucho, angel on earth, everyone.

something boils from within. "i have a boyfriend."

“you’re too pretty for him.” he blurts without an ounce of hesitation in his body. it’s amusing how ran said the same thing as rindou—they really are family. still, no. does he even know you're dating his brother?

the situation is getting out of hand, your patience is being tested, and you just want to go home at this point.

at this rate you’re sending ran home with half his braids in your fist, izana is getting his arm put in a cast if he utters another word, and kakucho is getting his jacket back and a pat on the head.

there are a few reasons you’re dating rindou haitani. among the perks lies the telepathic bond you two have—whatever you think, rindou is already doing. which is exactly why ran is suddenly getting his braid damn near ripped out by gloved hands.

“wanna say that again?” rindou holds the hair tightly in a fist, he’s fuming. “c'mon, don’t pussy out now.”

the three of you gawk at the scene. kakucho and you in shock, izana in awe. the man of the hour arrived, and everything took a turn for the worse.

the youngest haitani has always followed his older brother like a best friend and inspiration. it’s a relationship based on respect for the other and no one else. sure, they have disagreements, but rindou admires no one more than ran.

the haitani brothers, joined at the hip by crime and blood, now tearing each other apart in the pettiest of ways.

ran, tallest, oldest, arguably strongest, hisses in pain by the harsh tugging. “why dontcha rip it out while y’re fucking at it? whatever got into you?”

izana pokes a finger into your side for the second time. “you know rindou?”

your eyes are glued on the brothers. ran keeps whining, rindou is professing his undying and very much ongoing love for you. “yeah, we’re dating.”

a pause. a long one at that.

“...why?” he sounds puzzled.

rindou screams insults at ran and soon drags his hair-stylist through the mud too, for some reason. “what do you mean by that?”

izana blinks at you like the answer is obvious. “is he like, forcing you or something?”

“what?”

kakucho, who’s been silently witnessing the convo fights to stifle his laughter. it’s of no use, not when you’re throwing his jacket back at his face to shush him. it’s a strong throw, sending him backwards a step or two.

izana thinks you’re funny, too. “you are too pretty for him.”

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𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒓

Synopsis : when Tr boys want their best friend to help them with you.

Warning : 18+, Minors DNI, smut. Suggestive talk, suggestive touches, tr boys being awkward and funny, Taiju being a judgmental asshole nvm he's funny, Baji having no filter.

Characters ( x female reader) : Izana and Kakucho, Ran and Rindou, Mitsuya and Taiju, Kazutora Baji and Chifuyu.

IZANA AND KAKUCHO :

What makes a man himself ? His behavior, his habits, what his closest people knew about him... When the man is none but Kakucho Hitto, his closest people were very few, one of them his king, Izana Kurokawa.

Yet that one witnessed lately his servant getting further away from who he knew he was, his true self. Habits changed, behaviors too, and the way to the hideout after his daily workout took more time than usual.

Not to be mistaken, Kakucho has been and still was ready to die in the spot if he asked him to, that was the main reason why Izana thoughts of helping him. Because a man like Izana Kurokawa knew about everything, he knew Kakucho couldn't live without a daily workout, knew the gym he liked to go to.

And knew about the sweet creature which distracted his servant at the gym lately...

Izana, as royal and great as he is, found it pathetic that a girl was missing with his henchman's mind so easily, therefore, as the merciful god he proclaimed himself took it as a duty to pick the flower and give it to his servant.

The flower being you, any misunderstanding away.

Kakucho has been fooled by that, thinking his king wanted to workout with him that day he followed him to his favorite gym. Izana's eyes studied each Kakucho's move as he started the warm-up, nothing suspicious. His behavior eventually ended up changing, the moment a new figure entered the room. He saw his friend becoming a little more distracted from the exercises, eyes flickering one second in each minute toward where you were standing, next to the safety squat bar, and if he wasn't already caught, the moment you saw him and stretched a smile toward him was when Izana decided to speak.

-" I want you to do something for me, Kaku. "

Reluctantly ripping his eyes from you, Kakucho nodded quickly and put the weights down, waiting for his king's command.

-" Date the girl. "

Stunned, first of all as if the sky fell on him. Then he frowned, something in him has clearly got the message, yet he doubted it was that... Right ?

-" Wait, what ?"

-" You heard me, the girl you're eating with your eyes, make her yours. "

Yours, you being Kakucho's... His cheeks heated at the thought.

-" That has nothing to do with your command ! "

-" it is my command. I'm your king, and I order you to date the girl you like. " Izana kept a stoic face, making few steps toward Kakucho until his eyes were locked into the heterochromatic hues. " Or are you questioning my orders ?"

Kakucho gulped down, the tone of his friend becoming low and dangerous hinted nothing good, again when Izana had something in mind, nothing could stop him.

-" I... I don't like her... It's-"

-" Oh yeah ? " He shrugged. " Then you won't mind if I asked Ran to date her ?"

The slight thought brought the sour taste. Images of Ran, the well-known heart breaker, hands on you like he did to so many girls made Kakucho's throat tighten, and from the look in his king's eyes, he knew he could do it just to make him utter the words.

-" Izana... " He sighed. " That's not that easy, things don't work this way. I can't have who I want by just snapping fingers. "

The Kurokawa frowned. -" you're my right-hand man, if you want her, you'll have her. "

-" No, wait- 'Zana !"

Way too far gone, by the time Kakucho's heart raced, his king already was in front of you as he followed soon after him.

-" Oh, hi Kaku ! " Your warm smile greeted him, and even if he was going through hell,your starry eyes could sparkle his darkest nights.

-" and hi, friend of Kaku " you noticed the man standing next to him, a white haired guy with a blank gaze and a strange smile. " I would've shook your hand, but " you gestured toward the weight you were carrying, the one you were planning to put on the bar and Kakucho's body urged him to take it from you, what he did, as always.

-" Thanks " you whispered when his face was only inches away from yours, fingertips grazing against yours around the weight. Your minty breath hit his face and he swore he felt his guts heating when your gaze fell on his eyes.

A silent observer, the king was, maliciously watching Kakucho putting the weight on the bar. His eyes drifted back toward you and he had to admit, you were quite the thing to lose the mind for. Doe-like eyes, bright smile, shiny hair, Kakucho's type in a nutshell. Everyone's type, to be honest.

-" So, you two are workout buddies or something ?" You asked when Kakucho was back in front of you.

-" Actually-"

-" I'm his king " Izana explained from next to him, you raised your eyebrows in a mocking smile.

-" I see... " Honestly, you had no desire to know what he even meant, yet a smile curled your lips at the sight of Kakucho's usual awkward behavior around you.

-" You smiled to him " you frowned hearing Izana's sentence, before he added. " Do you like him ?"

-" Wh- what ?"

-" You smiled to Kakucho . Do you want him ?"

What kind of person says that ? Your cheeks heated and you could see from the corner of your eyes that Kakucho was in the same state.

-" What d-does it mean, Kaku?" The latter swallowed thickly before uttering your name.

-" I'm... I'm very sorry, to, to bother you-"

-" See ? He's a gentleman. " The white haired man added, looking you dead in the eyes. " He would never hurt you".

-" Izana sto-"

-" He knows how to cook too."

The situation was honestly ridiculous, so much that you couldn't even find it in you no more to blush or be ashamed, Kakucho was doing it for both of you anyway since that one was mumbling something under his breath.

-" He plays guitar. Well, not as good as me, at least he's learning, it's not a cancer for the ears. "

-" You... Said I play nice ?"

You couldn't help but let a giggle out seeing Kakucho's half offended half shy expression, that soon turned into a picture perfect O-shaped mouth when he heard your giggle. Cute, he thought to himself.

-" Shut up. " Izana glared at his servant before looking back at you. " He has great stamina too. "

You frowned and displayed a playful smile, making a step toward both the men, Kakucho's heart missed a beat, a lost thought where he'd wonder how could you possibly be so beautiful?

-" Let's say I was planning to go out with him" you started, and God were you testing the poor Kakucho ? The meer thoughts had his hands trembling, the infamous brawler! Trembling!

-" What's the stamina for ? Running away from the police ?"

-" Huh ? No. She's not the sharpest knife in the drawer " he scoffed eyeing his servant, your smile fell slightly offended. The latter threw you an apologizing glance.

-" Stamina means as many sex rounds as you want. "

Was there a spell that could make the earth swallow him right now ? If there was, Kakucho would gladly shout it on every rooftop.

The ways his eyes widened, how your mouth formed the perfect O, and still Izana was still going on.

-" I know he seems big, but I'm pretty sure he'll fit in your puss-"

-" Okay! Aha, so it was so great seeing you, we really need to leave now" he started pushing Izana away from the two of you whilst you stood there in shock, absolutely not ready for what he just said.

-" You don't decide when we leave. " In a simple gesture he pushed his servant away, making another step toward you who still were frozen. " So whatcha say ? "

-" Is... This supposed to be... Are you asking me out for him ?"

Kakucho's heart stirred in his chest at the desperate tone of your voice, you clearly were at a loss of words by what Izana just pulled on you, and even if he felt sorry for you, he could not help but feel... Euphoric, by what his king had said next.

-" It's not a question, actually. I decided you're Kakucho's girlfriend. You have to let him have you. "

Could anyone blame Kakucho for being satisfied with that ? It was your fault in the first place, you thief, stealer of hearts, of attention, you conquerer of thoughts. Only a king conquers, yet you were the one roaming in his mind freely for months now after all, and you were his king's offer for him, wouldn't it be rude to refuse what his king granted him ?

RAN AND RINDOU :

Never open the door at night, especially when you're home alone.

Why should a young girl fear wolves when she already waltzed with the devil himself ? You had no reason to be afraid in Roppongi, he's made the town safe for you, everybody knew you were a boundary not to cross, unless wanting to meet the gatekeeper.

However, what you opened your door into that night was not the Haitani you've been expecting since nearly two weeks, disappointment gashes on your skin distracted you from Ran's urgent face.

-" Oh Hi-"

-" I need your help "

You frowned, what's with the new tone ? What's with the new glint in those purple eyes ? Where's the usual overconfidence flowing from them ?

Your gaze settled on his t-shirt, and a gasp left your mouth seeing the blood on it, Ran followed it and bit his lip, bringing your attention by calling your name again.

-" I know you two don't talk, but Rindou's seriously injured. "

And just like that, there were no wolves outside anymore for they were all howling in your head, slashing your throat when he uttered the next words.

-" He's dying, my brother's... And I can't fuckin' take him to the hospital, only you can help me-"

-" Yes ! " You didn't even needed more to wake up from that trance-like state, rushing to take the keys from the furniture next to the door and closing it. You didn't even cared about your light outfit in the dark, the sleep shorts barely covering your buttocks and the tight white transparent shirt. No, because it was about Rindou, and you'll strip yourself off of your very skin and flesh for him.

Come hell or high water, you told yourself while on the back of Ran's bike on your way home, the cold night wind piercing here and there on your bare thighs, arms, chest, nothing even matters.

Frostbites, you would take, or even wolves bites for him.

-" He's in his room " Ran had announced once home, guiding you to his brother's room that you knew too damn well.

The night the real devil dropped the mask, and it was not the Haitani you expected, once again...

Opening the door to his room in a hurry, you found yourself in the middle of that very familiar place, dimly lit yet you could still figure out-

-" There's no one here ?" You turned toward Ran, just in time before he closed the door completely, leaving you alone in his brother's room. You rushed toward the door, banging on it when you heard a low chuckle.

-" Settle that stupid dispute first. "

-" Ran, that's none of your business. Open the damn door !"

-" I'm not letting any of you out until I'm hearing you moan his name in there " he chuckled again, and for a second you wondered, who's blood was it on his shirt ?

You had no desire to know.

-" Ran, if y'ain't opening this door i-"

Something slided against the floor, then his footsteps started getting further away from the room, despite you screaming his name.

Your gaze fell then to the ground, and your eyes widened seeing the condoms package he slipped under the door.

-" Fuck you, Ran Haitani... "

What Rindou had expected going out of his own bathroom after his night shower was to fall asleep on a lame TV show, exhausted of that tiring day but what Rindou had not expected was walking from the shower to you, sitting on the edge of his bed.

Wearing too little material for your own good.

-" You... You're here ?" He asked confused, your eyes left his for a second following the path of a water drop, down his bare chest, falling on the towel around his waist. Your cheeks heated.

God, you had no idea what thoughts were running in his mind. Standing tall in front of your sitting form, your nipples clearly perking up under your white T-shirt, big innocent eyes staring right at him.

-" You're... Not dying "

He frowned.

-" I know we had a very bad argument but I've never thought you'd wish me dead".

He witnessed your eyes widening, hurriedly jumped on your feet and got closer to him.

-" No, shit No. That's not what I meant ! It's Ran, he... He told me you were bleeding and then... He locked the door and... "

He didn't even needed to hear more, rolling his eyes, such a Ran's behavior...

It's been nearly two weeks since none of you talked to each other, and Ran didn't stopped complaining how of a grump Rindou has been, he should've seen it coming.

-" So you're here because of Ran "

Pathetic, the knife stirring in his chest at that moment. Well it was good while it lasted, thinking you were there for him...

-" No? " You frowned, him too. " I'm here for you. Because I'd rather take a hundred frostbites than losing you. "

Forget about the knife, his heart was right as rain, hearing that was refreshing . His eyes trailed on you, your poor shivering skin, your slightly messy hair from the wind, swollen lips and red tip of your nose.

He will kill Ran.

-" C'mere. " He left no room for argument as he sat on the bed, and brought you to his lap. You shyly tried finding a better position, fidgeting on his thighs until you heard a strangled sound coming from his mouth.

-" Stop this. " His hands flew to you waist to steady you, too late, you'd felt the bulge under his towel rubbing against your ass cheeks and your eyes widened.

-" 'm sorry, it's just too... You're just too fuckin' pretty" Rindou buried his head in your neck, and you couldn't keep your hand from flying to his blond and blue locks.

-" I don't like distance" he admitted in your neck since it was easier than looking into your eyes, you hummed. " Let's not fight again. That's not us. "

He was right, things were blown out of proportion and you never stayed that long without talking to each other. As a sign of agreeing, you kissed the top of his head appreciating the low hum he let out.

Few kisses in your neck later, and few ones on his head, your hips started grinding against him above that towel, and soon his head found home between your breasts instead, sucking on the poking skin out of your cleavage.

-" Fuck, this way, baby. " He began meeting your moves with his thrusts, each time grazing your clothed clit and making you breath heavier.

And then it clicked in your head, the condom. And your cheeks heated seriously at the thought, yet...

-" you know... Ran might have left something... Useful "

Lifting his head from your neck, he frowned. You bit your lower lip, accentuating the heat in his guts and when he tried reaching for your lips, you grabbed his jaw and turned his head toward where the condom rested.

His breath got caught in his throat.

Damn Ran, he knew you hadn't done it yet...

He swallowed thickly, watching the damp fabric between your thighs. His eyes met yours halfway, and the smile on your lips was all he needed.

-" Yeah ? Is my baby gon' let me have her ?"

There you were, blushing again and his carnivorous smile was all proof needed to know how much he liked it. Liked ? Jokes aside, his crotch was painful, each fingertip burning to touch you, tongue dying to taste you.

-" I mean, it's not makeup sex if we forgave each other before doing it, right ?"

MITSUYA AND TAIJU

Since when hadn't Taiju been on a school premise?well a University yard, to be exact. The frivolity of the students around made him sick, which could be seen in his even more cranky expression than usual.

-" Whatever you came here to do is a bad idea " Takashi sighed, giving him his usual bored look.

-" To help you " that one answered sternly, as if he even asked for his help...

All he was doing was talking to Hakkai about you, about how he wanted more than just a one-time thing with you, about how you were well known in the campus for not sleeping with the same guy twice. Unfortunately Taiju overheard the conversation and the next day, he found him waiting for him next to his bike.

-" I've never asked for a wingman. " Takashi leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. " Moreover one who's single himself. "

A sharp glare was all he received, before his eyes went back scanning every face around. Not like he would even recognize you, he didn't even knew you, Mitsuya sighed.

Taiju Shiba was nevertheless far from being dumb, not so long after, even a blind man would have noticed how Takashi's eyes left him and how he straightened his body slightly, following one figure advancing between the crowd.

And there you were, Guiseppe stepping and jewelry dripping, hair and hips swaying in what seemed more as a classy dance than a gait.

Taiju immediately frowned, checking Mitsuya's eyes which were still following you, and sighed when he understood. Yes, it is her.

And Takashi watched the one who made his heart race come faster than a hurricane, not even looking him in the eye, passing by.

If not to that damn Taiju speaking once you were at their level.

-" May God guide you " he uttered too loudly, eyeing the piece of fabric you probably called a skirt, barely covering your ass.

Mitsuya's eyes widened when you froze, stopped in your tracks and turned to face them, a raised eyebrow.

God, those lips smirking, those which only days ago were crying his name.

-" I didn't complained about being lost " you scoffed in Taiju's face, making a step toward him. Despite the glaring size difference, you stood proud on your feet in front of him.

Mitsuya pulled away from the wall and got closer to both of you, when his friend raised an eyebrow toward you. You noticed him and flashed a toothy grin.

-" Hi, 'suya. " Oh that smile which got him hanging on the finest thread you could give, those bright eyes cutting sharper than a knife, cutting on that same thread and making him fall.

He almost scoffed, poor attempt, he saw it coming. That nickname, you have been moaning it days ago, when he has been kneeling down between your legs, hands on his hair while he was eating you out.

-" pretty lost, I'd say. Walking around in these... Indecent clothes and tempting people " the giant in front of you answered in a judgmental tone. You watched with a smirk as Takashi elbowed him, yet that one ignored him.

-" Oh, Am I tempting you ?"

Biting your lower lip with a wide-eyed gaze, you peered at him and Taiju felt the need to clear his throat. A real fiend, no wonder Mitsuya fell in her lures, he thought.

You had it, that thing which If he wasn't careful to, would pull him down into the abysses. And he had to admit, he could feel how you intoxicatingly seeped through every pore of a man's body.

-" I would never sin, I'm not him " he scoffed gesturing toward Takashi.

-" Think it's enough, Tai-"

-" first of all, why are you talking as if I forced him in anything? " You laughed, making both of men lose their concentration for a second, how light and airy was that sound. " And, I didn't knew you'd brag about me to your friends, 'Suya. Must've really enjoyed being inside me " you teased, eyes on the purple ones of Takashi who grew redder than a blaze.

-" Those are only fleeting pleasures, he regrets it now. "

Regretting it ? Takashi's eyes were as round as a ball. If anything, your questioning eyes on him only made him crave the way they filled with tears with each thrust of his hips against yours, fleeting pleasure or not, that assignment you two had together was by far one of the best thing that happened to him. Anyone in that college would've died to have a single taste of you, and you knew it better than anyone.

-" are you regretting it, 'suya ?"

-" He's-"

-" I wasn't talking to you. " You answered Taiju, getting closer to Mitsuya who's hand clenched inside his pockets, why were you such a work of art ?

-" Tell me, Taka. " Taiju frowned, seeing right through your game once your hand rested on his friend's shoulder. " Do you regret filling me with your cum? "

His guards were slowly fainting down, so gentle was your voice and touch, so appealing. So poisonous were your words, your gaze, everything about you painted the picture-perfect infatuated Takashi.

-" if given the chance to, won't you stuff me with that cock of yours ? Have me crying your name again ?"

He inhaled sharply, seeing straight through your games but couldn't bring himself to even look away, he was so, so knee deep in this, you...

-" I don't. "

You smiled, finally having what you wanted and turned toward his friend.

-" See ? Your friend's happy he succumbed. "

-" He won't do it again. " Taiju gave a death glare to his friend who seemed to only have eyes for you. " Takashi will preserve himself 'til marrying a good girl. Not an adulterous whore ".

-" Taiju " Takashi groaned as a warning, thinking you might be offended but was taken aback by the light laugher you gave.

-" Yeah, so why are you even talking to an adulterous whore ?"

Your mocking tone made him clench his fists, towering over you as if he was ready to eat you alive.

-" Only to tell you to stop tempting him, he's not falling into...your sins again. "

What an uptight, you rolled your eyes. It was not as if anything was forced between you and Mitsuya. You two had that assignment for your designing school, he used you as a model and soon found himself between your legs. And it was not as if Mitsuya was not a grown man, this Taiju guy doesn't even act as a preacher, rather as a god, you thought to yourself.

-" Wanna bet ?"

He frowned, Takashi too. And when you let your pretty fierce eyes drift toward Mitsuya, he froze, that was definitely bad news.

Or not.

-" Careful there, brat " he warned, golden eyes burning your soul, you sustained his eye contact, reaching for Takashi's hand who just was left speechless.

-" I'm gonna take him to an empty class right now, and give him the best head of his life. Then he's gonna fuck me, oh so many times. " Both stood there, wide eyes and red cheeks watching you. " As many times as I want. Try to stop me ? "

Taiju, who was used to church girls, dresses reaching their knees and shy smiles found himself in front of a devil in a short skirt. He was stunned, as well as Takashi, who's heart was beating faster than a racehorse, shamelessly pumping blood south.

-" You dirty-"

-" Yeah you know what ? See you later Tai', you know the way back home !" Mitsuya's hand suddenly tugged on yours, hurriedly pulling you away from his friend who stared at him with thunder-like hues.

Sorry man, he send him an apologetic look. If it can make you feel better, you helped me though.

-" Mitsuya Takashi come back now !" Taiju groaned, trying to get closer to both of you who giggled like children, getting away from him.

-" The heat you're feeling now is not lust, it's a warning from hell's flames !" he warned, you stopped in your track with Mitsuya's hand still on yours, turning toward the giant with a sly smile.

-" Don't worry, father. I can make it rain on him ".

Then, you turned toward the purple haired man who flashed a cocky smile. Fool, would you have been not to notice he was worth more than a one-night stand, hand in yours, gazes locked... Yeah, Taiju might have helped him.

Maybe he didn't succeed saving him from hell's flames, but in that blaze of yours he would gladly get consumed.

KAZUTORA, BAJI AND CHIFUYU :

Handcuffs knew Kazutora's skin better than anyone. Ten years of incarceration, a decade with hands and feet bound.

What was brand new was being tongue tied, not with handcuffs, but scraps of words getting in the way between the two of you everytime he would see you.

And there you were again, standing few feets away from him carefully choosing between the cat foods at the store. Such a sight for sore eyes, an oblivious butterfly in the beast's den. The predator's golden eyes scrutinizing how every hair strand brushed against your cheeks, how your dress rises as you try reaching a higher shelf-

-" you know, staring won't give you the power to see through her clothes ".

Swallowed in your aura, he was startled by Baji's voice who leaned against the counter next to him, eyes also on you.

-" everything's not always about sex" he sighed earning a smirk from his friend.

-" That's what they all say. What are you even wearing, 007 ?"

-" This ?" He tugged slightly at the classic shirt he was wearing. " It's Chifuyu's plan. "

Baji scoffed.

-" and the flowers behind you, Chifu's plan too ?"

As soon as Kazutora felt his ears reddening, Chifuyu who came back from the back of the store overheard and joined them.

-" Yep, pretty cool right ?" He grinned, Baji deadpanned.

-" Yeah, pretty cool if you're taking her out to a funeral".

Both men frowned, whilst Keisuke let his judgmental stare drift toward Kazutora's pants. Not bad, at least not as bad as the shirt.

-" What do you mean a funeral ?"

-" Meh, don't listen to him. " Chifuyu objected. " This neanderthal lacks class, what does he know of women ?"

-" Bro " Baji made a step toward Kazutora, starting to undo the first buttons of his shirt. " I know for example that women like a man, not a penguin. "

-" Is it really that bad ?" Kazutora inquired and his jail's companion winced.

-" Better now. " True that he felt better with the three first buttons undone, next step was Baji grabbing the bouquet of flowers and throwing it on the trash next to him, having the two men's jaw drop nearly to the ground.

-" Bro !" Kazutora raised his voice, earning a glance from you that he didn't notice.

-" you ruined my work you bastard !"

-" Oh C'mon Chifuyu. Flowers, really ? It only proves you're as virgin as olive oil".

The Matsuno's cheeks heated widely, resulting in a slight laugher from his two friends.

-" I'm not ! I'm a motorcycle oil, yeah... Used, and dirty, that's how I am "

-" Guys I thin-" Kazutora was cut off my Baji's loud voice.

-" 'Fuyu, the only creampie you ever had was actually... A literal cream pie !"

-" Listen to-"

-" At least I don't have sex in parking lots !"

-" Shhh ! Keep it down, she's comi-"

-" This happened one time "

-" She gave you a blowjob in the police's car " Chifuyu, who you knew as your neighbor, well actually his petshop was in front of your house shouted, and your eyes widened. If not the counter you've put the cat food on, it would've spilled on the floor.

-" In a car's floor ? Wasn't it uncomfortable?"

The three men's eyes went as round as a ball, they all turned toward you in slow motion, and upon seeing you Kazutora's chest began filling with that familiar heat.

-" W-what ?" Chifuyu asked, unsure of what he heard, you smiled.

-" I asked if it wasn't uncomfortable, giving a blowjob in a car " you repeated, all shame disappearing. Baji who's smirk showed up peered at both his friends who were starstruck.

-" Well there's only one way for you to find out, and it happens that Kazutora right here recently bought a car ".

Heat crashed along Kazutora's body as ocean waves, leaving the poor guy groggy. He threw a threatening glare toward his friend then his eyes landed on you.

To Kazutora, you were the shape he'd recognize from thousand other, from across the street lightening his guts on fire. The face he'd stare at sometimes through the window of the shop, watering your plants on your window, all along it was the first time he learned how your smile, wrinkled eyes could light up the whole room.

-" Hm, is that all ?" He forced his eyes off of you, sliding the cat's food toward him. You didn't missed how his ears reddened and chuckled slightly.

-" Yes, that's all."

-" Actually... " Chifuyu started, complicit look on Baji's one.

-" In short, Kazutora wants you. "

-" Wh-" the stuttering voice of poor 'Tora was cut off by you.

-" wants me ?" You tilted your head, locking eyes with his golden hues. His lips pressed in a thin line, heart beating too loudly that he hoped you could not hear it.

And damn did he found that gesture cute...

-" Yes, he wants you. And not only in his dirty dreams " the dark haired man winked at you, you couldn't help the smile that threatened to curl your lips along with your cheeks heating, yet so-called Kazutora was in such a worse state...

-" He's totally... He's, he's completely full of shit " he raised his hands in the air while staring at you.

-" Hey I'm a lot of things, a car-burner, a rolling stone, a handsome motherfucker, but I'm not a liar. " Baji frowned, your smile fell slightly, a car what ?

Reminder not to park your car near the petshop.

-" Don't even get me started with that dream you had where you bent her over the bike"

As a sharp pain made his head spin, a gasp left your mouth watching Kazutora's fist which just met Baji's jaw, and the smile appearing on the latter's lips despite the blood on them.

-" bring it on, Tiger " the said-Baji placed himself in front of his assaulter, only for Chifuyu to notice your frozen form in front of them.

-" Guys... I think we broke her " he brought their attention back to you, who stood there awfully stunned. 'Tora felt himself start panicking, and quickly grabbed your hand in his, ignoring the pleasant warmth.

-" C'mon don't faint on me, it wasn't even a bike, it was a counter. A kitchen counter !"

-" Yes my bad, this detail sure changes everything" Baji rolled his eyes.

-" The... The cat food... " You ended up mumbling, taking your hand away from his, never have you been that embarrassed in your whole life.

And he'd watched you walk out of the store, along with any chances he ever had with you. As Kazutora peered at Baji, all Chifuyu could think about was : the old Kazutora came back, and sure as hell if he didn't killed him the first time, this he would.

***

-" And this, tiger " Kazutora lifted the cat from his lap to stare him right across his green eyes. " This is how I met your mother "

-" You know " your voice echoed from the kitchen. " One day this cat will be able to talk, and he'll definitely tell you to fuck off with the amount of times you told him this story. "

And you appeared, dressed in his white shirt only, nipples perking up under the fabric, wide smile on your face as you leaned against the door's frame. Doesn't matter how many times he'd seen you in even lesser amount of fabric, the blaze igniting his core would never falter.

-" He loves it" he protests, putting the pet down. " Especially the plot twist " it was funny, really, how his eyes were so big and so innocent when his grin was so perverted.

You made your way toward him, he welcomed you by spreading his legs and letting you rest on his lap, hands on your waist.

-" You'd never thought you'd see me walk in the petshop and ask you out for a date after that" you chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck.

-" Never thought I'd see you again at all ".

But he did, and that was the only time in his life when he felt as if the universe forgave him for his mistakes.

-" But here we are, months later, and I even managed to bend you over my bike ".

The laugher you let out, throwing your head back was his solace, he couldn't help but lean in and place kisses on your neck.

-" And the kitchen counter " you added smirking.

-" You know " he hummed in your neck, feeling himself already growing hard by the sight of your body in his clothes. " I could use a creampie".

-" You literally just had breakfast" you sighed, only to be met by his wide smile.

-" No love, this creampie, you'll be the one to take it ".

I absolutely don't know what I had in mind writing this, I was getting bored and 😭 well hope you at least smiled while reading it, have a good day <3

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