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[lovekz]

gentleman

syn - ran haitani is a gentleman. sometimes.

cw - indirect insults, ran is a jerk (some point), chubby reader, ran and reader aren't a couple; fwb kinda, not proofread, you get it

-

ran is a gentleman.

he is, he just has to be.

he was raised in two houses, with two mothers. one jerk of a father.

he and his younger brother rindou, have two different mothers, but the same jerk of a father.

they were the only two important women in their life, the reason they do what they do.

these two women, taught them what love is. how they should treat the woman they'll love, and eventually marry.

how to not be like their father, and dump two boys into their hands and a hush paycheck.

so why?

why in the world would he clear his throat, stand tall, and dare himself to say that to you?

"ran, lets go out tonight." you beam at him, turning over in his comfy bed and playing with his hair.

ran gives you a lazy gaze, flipping over to face you and pressing a large hand on your cheek.

he doesn't respond, staring into your eyes as you hold onto his arm.

"was thinking. you know, we haven't been out in a while. rindou recommended this pasta place, and it looks really good." you explain, holding up the phone to his face

ran looks at the place, and then back at you.

you aren't sure what his silence is supposed to mean, but you continue.

"plus, it'll be a good excuse to dress up and look pretty. you know?" you falter a bit, putting your phone down.

"haven't you gained enough weight in the past few days? you want to eat out again?" ran says, before his brain can process it.

you stop breathing, and your heart practically stops beating against your ribcage.

ran has never spoken to you like that, you've never heard him speak the way he did.

"trust me. this'll put so much more weight on you, and either of us won't like it." ran says again, and he doesn't know what's going on.

shut up, he thinks, looking at you begin to screw up your face.

where did it come from? he hasn't a clue.

you sit up from your position and kick your feet off the bed, rubbing your face in frustration.

"wait- i didn't-" "you could've just said you wanted to stay in." you spit, breath hitching as you gather your clothes.

you get dressed quickly and leave, promptly blocking his number.

ever since, ran hasn't heard from you, but he's definitely seen your posts on instagram.

pictures of you and your friends, having girls nights and brunches and what not and-

has your ass gotten fatter?!

ran groans in frustration, throwing his phone down on his stomach.

"between you and milly, i don't know who's worse." rindou walks in the living room, holding his six month old in his hands.

ran sighs, sitting up and taking her from his grasp to rest her on his chest.

rindou takes a seat on the recliner, and leans his head back.

"i don't know what to do rin. her ass is fatter!" ran complains, patting milly's back soothingly.

his younger brother gives him a old look, before sitting up a little bit.

"just apologize. i don't know, you showed up to my house, scared my wife off, and keep crying over her. what'd you do?" rindou questions, laying on his side to get your attention.

ran sighs, giving milly a glance. she coos at him, stretching her little arms while she yawns.

"might've pointed out her biggest insecurity." ran grumbles, embarrassed to even admit it.

"you called her fat?!" rindou whisper yells, taking note of his daughter finally falling asleep.

ran adjusts the little girl in his hands, and sighs quietly.

"i didn't say it directly." ran explains, closing his eyes and tilting his head back to rest on the back of the couch.

rindou groans, covering his face and shaking his head in embarrassment for his brother.

"i don't know what to do. i can't lose her." ran says, opening his eyes once more.

rindou drops his hands into his lap, and flinches at the loud sound it made when it collided with the meat on his thighs.

the sound makes ran flinch as well, and the little girl in his arms jolt awake and begin sobbing once more.

rindou sighs, standing up from the seat and rubbing his eyes.

it's one in the morning, and he can't stand this anymore.

"okay. time for a walk." rindou says, stretching his limbs.

-

the two brothers walk with tamila for a while, up until they reach their childhood home.

the light in the foyer is on, and so is the light in the kitchen.

ran is the one who takes the first step onto the patio, and rings the bell 7 annoying times.

the door swings open, and rindou's birth mother stands there with an irritated face.

she's dressed up, holding her heel in her hand.

when she notices it's ran, she beams and holds her hands out to embrace him.

"ran! what are you doing out so late?" she questions, pulling him into the home.

it still smells the same, like rosemary and something sweet.

he remembers going to school and having everyone smell how good he smelt all the time.

"hey ma." rindou greets, pulling the stroller into the house with a short smile.

a bit more stumbling, and in comes ran's birth mother, dressed up as well.

"aww look at you two all grown!" she giggles, pulling them both into a big hug as rindou's birth mother closes the door.

they hug for a bit, before dragging them into the living room to fawn over the (finally) sleeping baby.

"what brings you two in so late? and why do you look like you haven't slept?" ran's birth mother questions, sitting next to ran.

"mom, i f- messed up. really bad." he complains, looking at her with upset eyes.

she gets comfortable in her seat and swings one leg over the other, looking at him.

rindou's mother follows, letting her son rest.

"what happened? oh you see rico, i told you that dream i had meant something." rindou's birth mother points out, fixing her hair.

"whatever kali, fill us in come on!" ran's birth mother said, tapping ran to get his attention.

so ran begins to tell them about you.

how you met at rindou's work party as both plus ones, how you got to know each other at rindou's baby shower, and how he took you out on dates when he'd get his pay check.

he doesn't fail to begin to mention how great the sex was, since he forgot he was talking to his moms.

all down to what he had said to you the last night he sent you.

his mothers listen intently, sharing looks instead of giving him the feedback he hoped for.

when he finishes, he takes a breath and looks at the two women.

they share one last look, before rico (ran's birth mother) takes a deep sigh and slaps ran across the face.

before he can say anything in response, kali gives him yet another slap on his other cheek.

"you fucked up. bad. but you can fix it. you know where she lives?" rico says, looking at her boy.

he nods, and kali sits up in her spot. "get her right boy. you might wanna grovel at her feet if she's actually the way she is." kali yawns, planting a kiss on his temple.

and that's what ran fears.

-

it's seven in the morning, and you're laying in bed, skimming through the many different reels on instagram.

for some reason, you can't find anything funny.

you sigh, flipping over onto your back and staring up at the ceiling.

there wasn't anything for you to do today. all your girlfriends had gone back to work and you gave yourself the day off.

you hear the front door open, and a pair of keys swinging around.

oh no.

you scramble out of bed and tug on a pair of sweats, storming your way downstairs.

"get out." you say immediately, glaring at- a bunch of bags?

gucci, dolce and gabbanna, edible arrangements, ihop, the bakery not too far, foot locker, marc jacobs, and so much more.

they are all laid out on the floor in front of the culprit, ran haitani.

before you can say anything, he gets on his knees and presses his head onto the floor.

"fuck i don't deserve you baby. i'm so sorry." ran says a bit loud, his hair touching the floor along with him.

"m' a piece of shit and i shouldn't have said that to you. you're so fucking gorgeous and i don't know what i was thinking when that came out of my mouth." ran explains.

you stare down at him, and then glance at all the bags.

"where.. did you get all this from? how?" you question, folding your arms over your chest.

ran sits up and points to everything, explaining how his mothers made him drive all over to get all this for you.

he then points to the bag of money, fixing his hair, and looking directly at you.

"then this is your rent, for the next two months. my whole paycheck." ran says, standing to his full height.

you stare at him, before taking a seat.

"you told your.. mothers? about me?" you question quietly, holding your hand out to him.

he takes it and nods, bringing it up to his lips and kissing it multiple times.

"they think you're wonderful. slapped the shit out of me when i told them what i did." ran chuckles, rubbing his cheek.

you roll your eyes, before letting him help you out of your seat and pulling you closer to him.

"i love you, alright? i can't stop thinking about you and i know i don't deserve you, but fuck do i want you." ran whispers, looking into your eyes.

you lean into him and wrap your arms around him, giving him a smile.

"then have me." you whisper back, just inches away from his lips.

it's safe to say the big breakfast and edible arrangements were forgotten within seconds.

[lovekz]

kz-loves-you is now lovekz

for right now, my links will not work. imma fix that like, just now

love you pookies !

(im gonna keep changing the name till i find smth i like tbh)

[lovekz]

make me the last

syn -> famous photographer and artist rin fumbled the baddest bitch in his life.

content warnings : infidelity, drinking, foul language, idk word vomit

-

it was around six-twenty something in the afternoon, the sun was beginning to rest from the sky.

rindou had you laying in bed nude, recently recovering from a round of intense lovemaking.

"where do you wanna go for dinner baby?" rindou asks in a hushed voice, rubbing your hand slowly.

you glance at him intrigued, before giggle against his chest. "let a girl breathe first." you joked, shoving his chest playfully.

rindou laughs beside you, before pulling you closer to his much warmer body.

he pressed a kiss to your hand, tracing the ink with his eyes.

your ring finger had tatted ink around the base as though it were a ring, the moon and sun sitting in the clearing.

the skin closest to your thumb had a rose and a little heart heart beside it.

rindou had drawn these a couple years back, his first pieces of art that he published.

on your third anniversary, you decided to get them tatted and he loved it.

you huff a bit, before feeling his hand snake under your hip and roll the both of you over so you were on top of him.

"what about.. that restaurant that just opened. solace?" you suggest, pushing his hair to rest behind his ears.

he tilts his head back and thinks for a bit, before nodding with a short smile.

"think i'd like that." rindou offers a grin, rubbing the fat of your bare backside in his warm palm.

you hum quietly, muttering okay and pressing your nose into the junction between his neck and shoulder.

a few extra minutes in bed never hurts anyone, the restaurant wasn't going anywhere.

-

the two of you showered, got dressed in some casual clothes, and headed out to get to the restaurant.

thankfully, it wasn't too packed so you got your privacy and was able to take pictures and enjoy your food in peace.

most of the pictures taken was of you, eating, enjoying the drinks and music, and even posing outside.

rindou was only in some, in which he kinda hid his face in every now and then.

only people you were close to knew you were dating rindou, and by close you meant his brother and your shared friends.

other than that, it was a private relationship and thankfully no one seen the two of you on your causal outings.

"hey. i'm gonna use the bathroom and then we can leave." rindou says, pointing towards the back.

you glance at the sign and nod, waving him off and looking back to see which picture you wanted to post.

he gets out of his seat and makes his way their, stretching lightly.

the time length only bothers you when you hear your waitress clear her throat to gain your attention.

your eyes scan the room in confusion, your boyfriend nowhere in sight.

"i'm sorry, he's-" "i know where he is." the waitress cuts you off, sitting at the table with a soft smile.

you quirk an eyebrow at her, immediately sitting up in defensive mode.

you don't believe you've seen her face anywhere, but she sure as hell seemed to know you.

regardless, she's got your full attention and you want to know what she wants.

but thinking back, maybe you should've protected your peace and waited outside.

"i'm amira. you don't know me." she introduces, digging into her pocket with a short hum.

no shit, you think, tucking a hair behind your ear.

she pulls out a brown envelope and slides it over to you, before standing and taking the check book.

"get home before he does. you'll want to."

-

boy do you regret not keeping your peace. you stood in the kitchen, holding your head.

frustration. anger. horror. sadness.

you had no idea what to do, what to say.

in the brown envelope, there was a hand written letter from the waiter amira inside, along with a few polariods from the film you got him for his birthday.

it was one of a kind, because you purposely had them custom made.

it explained how she had been one of his girls up until a few months ago, when she found out about you.

said you had called in the middle of the two of them having sex, claiming a miscarriage.

he discarded it, explaining that you were 'his sister' and you needed him right this minute

his sister.

and she'd done her research, finding out about you through his brother by accident.

said she's sorry, and if she had known she wouldn't have spoken to him or even batted an eye.

the rest of the polariods were pictures of him and other girls, each one getting worse than the previous.

there were also messages of him and other girls talking, all having that same exact heart you had next to your contact.

only difference is you had the shiny ring on your hand to prove you were supposedly his.

"honey? why'd you leave without me?" rindou asks, walking in with the to go bags.

you take your hands off your face and look at him, then back at the evidence in front of you.

he squints from behind his glasses and walks up to the coffee table, picking up the first piece of paper.

he stares for a while before flipping the paper to show you in confusion.

"what's this? who's is this?" rindou asked you directly, sitting next to you and holding it.

you raise from your seat and snatch your hand away from his, walking to stand on the other side of the table.

"your pictures, your film, your texts. what is this- how dare you!" you raise your voice, mocking him.

rindou sighs, giving you a irritated look and standing from his seat.

"you don't have to yell at me. i'm in front of you. we can talk baby." rindou reassures quietly, as though he were innocent.

he was doing that thing he does.

the thing he does to ran, or shion, or anyone but you.

speaking to you as though you were a little girl who didn't know shit from shat.

so you said the only thing you could have proof of.

"where were you when i had that miscarriage?" you questioned, taking a deep breath.

"with shion. i told you this." rindou says, crossing his arms.

you scramble around the table, before picking up a polaroid picture and presenting it to him.

the picture of him and amira, the date and time presented as well as his signature and your little 'my love' in the bottom corner.

it was what made each and every one of the polaroids different from other photographer's polaroids.

"look, i don't know how someone got these, did these, but it's honestly horrifying." rindou saids, tossing his arms out.

you blinked, before nodding.

if she were to make all of this up, she'd have to go through great lengths and see one of the pictures.

that part was true at least.

so you hold your hand out and look him in the eye.

"then let me see your phone." you whisper, pointing your chin over to his phone that sat on the headrest.

he turns and grabs it, and you snatch your hand back before he could place it in your grasp.

"your work phone, haitani." you demand, pushing the tears down your throat viciously.

rindou pauses, before glancing around the room in hurried glances.

i fucking knew it.

you snatch off the ring on your finger and throw it at him, huffing a bit and swallowing your tears.

you couldn't cry in front of him. you couldn't let him make you vulnerable and easy to manipulate.

"i went through it already. cause you made the password ran's birthday backwards right?" you explain to him, dropping the polaroid picture on the floor.

you don't let him speak, just put on your shoes and sniffled.

"just leave me alone from now on. make me the last, rindou." you whisper, before stepping outside of the house.

your things were already packed in your car.

-

breaking news! : famous photographer and artist ri_tani accounts missing and supposed artist is on hiatus?

is ri_tani quitting his upcoming career? or is he planning something big for his fans?

photographer and artist ri_tani has fallen off earth? what happened?

what will happen to ri_tani's muse now that he has gone on hiatus?

ri_tani's muse is currently missing! all post from the account has been taken down. is the pair alright?

block any notifications, posts, mentions, or texts about (ri_tani) ?

no | yes

confirm?

confirmed! we will hide all posts related to (ri_tani)! enjoy your peace!

-

lights flashed as you stepped out of the vehicle, paparazzi and such taking pictures and screaming your name loudly.

you smile brightly at everyone and the cameras, showing up to your own event fashionably late.

a reporter stopped you, holding a microphone up to your face.

"miss! what made you open a art museum as a model?" she asked hurriedly.

you smile at her, tucking your hair behind your ear and looking at her.

"being beautiful means you love being surrounded by beautiful things." you explain lightly, walking further into the place.

when you make it in, everyone is standing around having light chatter and sipping on champange.

"if it isn't the lady of the hour." you hear call from beside you.

your boss, shuji hanma, stood by one of your most prized possessions wearing a grey suit.

you made your way over to him excitedly, before pulling him into a tight hug.

"this is so exciting shu! i wouldn't be here without you." you call out, shuffling on your heels.

shuji chuckles at that, nudging your shoulder lightly and having a seat near the fountain.

"don't degrade yourself sweetheart. now enjoy. got some mingling to do." shuji says, gesturing to the group of girls that were approaching.

of course where there's your boss, there was at least one girl hanging around for him.

thank goodness you weren't one of them.

you grab a glass of champange and make your way towards the big balcony in the back, sighing.

socializing immediately was not your go to.

you just wanted to have fun and enjoy your pretty fucking huge accomplishment.

you look up at the sky, counting however many stars you could and giving yourself a estimate of how much could be in the sky.

and how much you planned to put up there.

a flash comes from behind you, and you jump lightly, before turning around to face the camera.

"jesus! couldn't get my good side at least?" you joke, ready to pose for another one.

you freeze when you see the familiar face, concentrated on shaking the film to see the picture.

he doesn't look up at you, only the picture in his hand that he was aggressively shaking.

"don't worry, you're beautiful in all angles. you're the owner, right?" the man before you questions, finally looking up.

he scans your body lightly, not invading your privacy, but looking for something.

it stops at your hand, in which you hide from his view and look away.

he looks right back into your eyes, and takes quick steps to approach you.

"you need to leave. now." you demand, stepping to the side and venturing further into the party.

he tries to catch your arm, tries to speak to you, but you pay him no mind.

the party goes on, and finishes off with the entry of a new art from a few french artists.

you move on with your life, proud of your achievements and taking a break from social media and modeling.

it isn't until you go viral on the internet once more for a reason you never wanted to that you return.

former artists muse has been revealed to be our very own 'godsent' model (name)!

why did (name) hide the fact that she was a artist's muse?

after three long years of searching, former artist finds his muse at the grand opening of arts of heaven!

did former muse (name) go awol because we found her secret?

the only reason these had popped up on your phone because they did not bring up that godforsaken name.

the name you tried to block out years ago, but it seems he's made his return back into his life and you wanted him out.

you screamed into your pillow, kicking your legs like a child.

why did he have to show up that night? why did he have to ruin everything you had going for yourself?

why couldn't you live in peace?

your phone rings, and you turn over to see shuji facetiming you.

you pick it up, showing your face like he'd probably demand you to if you hadn't when it connected.

the phone answers, and he has his phone propped up on his desk.

he seems to be at home, in the office you helped him decorate a while back while he was sick.

"good. had to make sure you were okay." shuji hums in delight, glancing at the phone for a milisecond before typing loudly.

"what am i gonna do shu? i don't wanna be known as his muse." you complain, rolling over in bed.

shuji sighs, folding his hands and facing his camera completely.

he didn't look the least amount of stress, he actually looked like he was enjoying your suffering.

"you have nothing to worry about. it's under control." shuji answers, before turning back to his computer.

it doesn't reassure you in the slightest, but you stay silent regardless.

you scroll through social media, before something completely horrifying pops up on your phone.

a art gallery, digital of course, made by ri_tani himself.

what was it you may ask?

the land of fucking love.

-

when rindou hears his door ring, he leans back out of his chair in confusion.

he knows he ordered groceries online, and had a few packages come it, but he specifically said not to knock or ring the bell.

so who would ignore his wishes?

he shuts off the music he had playing in the background, and it makes him freeze.

it was louise by tv girl, one of the songs he heavily related to.

he missed his muse, badly.

the knocking and ringing of his doorbell persisted, so he quickly stormed upstairs to his front door.

it was probably ran, coming to shove his niece into his hands so he could go on some adventure with his girl.

lucky him, he gets the happy ending.

rindou just gets what he can remember and the arts and pictures of his muse.

he swings the door open and is immediately greeted with you, the girl from the opening.

"you think this is funny, rindou?" you spit out, glaring daggers and wishing dangers over his head.

you say his name with such anger, such passion. it makes his heart flutter just a bit.

whoever made you knew just what they were doing.

the way you screwed up your nose, stared him down, and even raised your voice though you knew he looked and probably was stronger than you.

he wonders how you’d look if-

‘focus rindou. no time for that.’ he thinks, inhaling deeply.

"..no? i'm sorry?" he questions, crossing his arms in confusion.

he steps to the side and lets you in, watching as you kick your shoes off and walk further into the house.

you seem to know where to go, and he doesn't seem to mind it. it looks, feels, and seems natural to him.

natural enough to let you behave like a mad woman that is.

you were probably looking for something, and knew where to find it so he'll leave you be.

not because you look like you'll throw his dining chair over his head if he moves an inch or says even a syllable.

definitely not.

rindou sits at the marble counter and stares at the chandelier, waiting for your return.

and when you do, it's his laptop you hold in your hands.

you place it down onto the counter and type in the password in front of him, before opening a few tabs.

rindou must know you, since you know a lot about him down to his laptop's password.

you slide the screen over to him and he stares at his latest digital project.

the land of love.

"yes that's mine. and?" rindou questions, resting his head onto his palm as he stares up at you.

you're fucking gorgeous, but so familiar.

the feeling you give him is full of melancholy love, and he wants to know why.

"why the fuck would you make this? i told you to leave me alone!" you exclaim loudly, ready to tear his head off.

he thinks if you huff anymore you'll pass out or maybe turn into a actual tomato.

regardless, it was totally hot.

if he had his sketch book with him he would’ve drew you right there.

"okay. calm down. do i know you?" he genuinely asks, standing from his seat.

his demeanor was definitely pissing you off, but his eyes hold genuine confusion in them.

you don't know what happened, why he was either seriously pretending he doesn't know you, or why he really doesn't.

but you weren't sure if you wanted to find out.

he stares you down, before looking at the tattoo on your hand.

"you. it was you. you're my muse, right?" rindou clarifies, grabbing your hand to get a closer look then looking back at the laptop.

you don't snatch your hand out of his, just watch him as he sits down while holding your hand.

he seems happy now, unable to contain himself.

"what is going on with you?" you questioned, exasperated tone soaking your words before you can stop it.

rindou looks up at you, and lets go of your inked hand. he gestures to the seat next to him and you take it.

"the last few years i had been taking in too much alcohol and drugs on a daily basis." rindou begins, looking at the marble counter.

it must have been after you left when he started doing this, because you don't recall him drinking or smoking unless he was absolutely stressed and couldn't reach you.

you meant a lot to him, career and personal wise. but you couldn't handle not being the only one he seeked in bed.

you deserved better, and got better.

"to the point where i was drunk everyday without even drinking sometimes. it fogged my brain. even ended up.. you know." he says, not wanting to say the word.

you don't respond, waiting for him to finish.

rindou sighs, leaning back and looking up at his candle chandeler.

"i'm in rehab though. doing therapy to help figure out what i'm missing. the uh- land of love was a release of the information." rindou explains, shifting his eyes towards the site.

the information of him losing his memories.

the information about forgetting you, the most important thing that lived and breathed near him for years.

funny part is, he knew you. he just didn't know what you looked like.

hence the art slowly fading from your back portraits to just the tattoos on your hands.

you sigh, running your hands over the counter in deep thought. there wasn't anything you could say.

but he was genuine. he wanted to know what happened that made you leave.

and you told him. from start to finish.

rindou listened the entire time, not interrupting you once.

he was finally getting the information he wanted. the information he needed to move on.

the house grows silent as you run your hands up and down the marble counter.

rindou is staring up at the chandelier again, completely still.

hearing about his past self seemed.. true enough. especially if you were this mad.

“that.. I was a douche.” rindou says absentmindedly, closing his eyes.

when he doesn’t receive a response, he opens them again to look at him.

you’re glaring at him, but it doesn’t hold the same amount of anger as earlier.

rindou falters a bit under your gaze, fixing his lips into a pout.

“I… am a douche?” he questions, obviously trying to please you.

you scoff lightly, and stand up from your seat.

rindou follows you, stumbling over his mess clothes and staring at you.

you start scrambling, picking up your keys, phone, and purse.

“I shouldn’t be here. I should go.” you say quickly, sniffling and looking around.

what were you looking for?

it doesn’t matter, because rindou grabs your hand before you can try to leave.

“stay. please. why do you have to go?” rindou questions desperately.

you pause and frown, before looking at him.

“if I do, I’ll never want to leave.” you whisper, sniffling slightly.

rindou pulls you closer, watching as your other arm goes limp.

your keys fall to the floor next to you, but he does catch your phone.

“is that a bad thing?” rindou questions.

and you don’t know what to do.

[lovekz]

poop killer

syn -> ran spends his holidays with his family at rindou’s house. things that have never happened before, happened.

warnings : poop, crack, a bunch of nonsense

-

the door swings open, and ran stands tall with his little family.

you, and the little baby you had a year and some months back.

a gorgeous boy who got ran’s long hair with your hair color, his eyes, and nails.

everything else was you.

“hi rin!” you beam, holding the boy in his little coat kokonoi gifted them.

ran’s hair was growing, and he hadn’t had time to cut it.

things had been busy, and he hadn’t realized.

but his hair was just up to his shoulders, falling in curtain bangs just a bit.

a hat was over his head to hide his complete mess of hair, not like anyone cared though.

rindou lets you in, smiling and hugging his brother.

“welcome! how was the drive?” rindou asks ran, closing the door behind them.

ran sighs dramatically, before dropping down onto the couch.

rindou rolls his eyes and drops down next to him, pulling his nephew into his arms.

“tiring. you have to do the drive next time.” ran jokes, letting the boy grab onto his hand.

rindou laughs at that, knowing his brother did the drive because he really wanted to see his new house.

he realizes you’ve been pretty quiet, and it’s because you’re focused on pouring some purple liquid into a baby cup.

rindou is confused now, looking between you and the baby.

“he on medication or something?” rindou asks, scratching his ear.

you bring the cup over to your boyfriend and shake your head, handing it to him.

“it’s prune juice. poor papa hasn’t taken a dump for days.” you explain, rubbing your son’s foot.

the boy drinks it happily, smiling at ran from behind the cup.

ran assists him, making sure nothing spills and he isn’t drinking too much.

rindou puts bubble guppies on the tv for him to watch and leans back.

“you can go unpack. your room is actually ready.” rindou informs, pointing upstairs.

ran gives you a grin before looking back at rindou.

“did you get that mat I told you to get?” ran asks, handing his son over to him.

“did you pay the 300 dollars?” rindou snorts, holding the baby upright.

you laugh, bringing your suitcase upstairs with a salty ran following behind.

-

eventually, it grows late and rindou’s making dinner for everyone that’s supposed to be here.

izana, kakucho, and shion hadn’t made it yet, but they were on the way.

izana complains he hasn’t had rindou’s lasagna in so long he might die without it.

so now he’s ready to set everything up.

“nini!” he hears below him, making him look down.

kenan is beaming, standing in a slight squat and holding his arms up.

it was a awkward stance, and he looked a bit uncomfortable.

“why are you standing like that papa? what’s wrong?” rindou frowns, ready to lift him up.

you come into the kitchen and stop him, holding your sons little hand.

“he’s finally pooping. just give him some time.” you explain, kissing at your son.

he coos and mocks you, running over to his father while screaming ‘poo poo’ loudly.

rindou chuckles, watching as you follow after him in a rush.

the doorbell rings, and he pauses in garnish the lasagna with cheese.

he walks over to the door and opens it, seeing his best friends standing with gifts.

“happy holidays!” they yell, save for izana who was rubbing his eye.

“hi!” the mini ran screams back, doing his squat once more.

a loud poot leaves his bum, and izana squeezes his brows together.

“kenan that wasn’t cute.” he jokes, stepping inside and placing the gifts down.

you give him a hug and a kiss on the cheek as always, and do the same with the others.

ran is laid out on the couch in pajamas, half asleep and playing with one of kenan’s toys.

everyone settled in, and rindou puts the food in the oven.

kenan runs up to you and squeezes your hand with a frown.

“what’s wrong? done making poo poo?” you ask, grabbing the baby bag.

he nods, and he’s a smart baby. he already has the diaper for you in his little hand.

“thank you.” you coo, lifting him onto the couch and laying him on his back.

ran glances at the two of you before kissing your cheek and getting up to give you space.

he goes into the kitchen instead, where izana and his brother is.

“look at that. the princess is awake.” izana jokes, dapping him up.

ran rolls his eyes but says nothing back, grabbing a cup of cranberry juice from the fridge.

“it feels nice to be here. nice and warm. can’t wait to sleep in my bed.” izana sighs in content.

ran nods in agreement, downing his drink.

at the same time the oven begins to beep, you let out a horrified scream.

“oh my god- ran!” you scream out from the living room,

rindou immediately gets up from his seat and goes over to you in confusion.

you’re holding kenan upside down and he’s crying, holding onto you as best as he can.

pure horror is on your face and his as you try to rush upstairs.

“he’s still shitting- it’s pouring out!” you yell, going to the nearest bathroom.

you leave drips of shit behind you, all leaking from the boys pamper.

you hear ran’s laugh from downstairs, as you rush to turn the bath water on and get the diaper off him.

rindou is right behind you trying to assist even a little bit while slipping on the shit.

kenan is holding onto you while screaming, trying to climb out the tub.

there’s shit everywhere, and it’s running down his back from when he was upside down.

“oh my god- I’m so sorry rindou.” you exclaim, getting the diaper off him.

he wraps it for you and dumps it into the bathroom’s little garbage.

rindou doesn’t offer you a respond, grabbing the baby soap and his duck towel.

“it’s okay papa, you gotta take a bath.” you say, turning to grab everything from rindou.

rindou hands you everything and looks at his tub in shock and horror.

you follow his sight and understand why your son is screaming now.

he took yet another shit in the tub, and it was huge and solid.

kenan is trying to run away from it, but the water makes it splatter everywhere.

“oh my god-“ “I’ll go get gloves.” rindou informs, trying not to laugh.

he runs downstairs and ran is helping himself to the food, cutting lasagna for everyone.

“ran your girl looks like she’s about to cry. there’s shit everywhere.” rindou chuckles, grabbing gloves.

“better than me. I would’ve thrown up or passed out.” ran says with a sigh, placing his plate on the table.

rindou rolls his eyes and brings you the gloves, watching you rush to put it on.

he puts on some beside you, before grabbing paper towel to scoop out as much as possible and dump it in the garbage.

there’s a flash, and you immediately look up to try and figure out what it was.

izana was holding his polaroid camera, smiling big as he shook the film.

“izana go away!” you laugh, finally getting all the poop out of the tub.

the man giggled and ran off, jumping into rindou’s bed.

you sigh, and rindou leans on the sink to clean himself up.

ran peeks into the bathroom before walking in, making a face at the smell.

“I brought his clothes.” ran says, handing his boy a clean plastic cup.

it busies him, making him dump the water on himself repeatedly.

you flip him off, washing the rest of the runny poop off your baby’s back.

ran ushers rindou out of the bathroom and sits on the toilet, smiling at his son.

-

you get kenan cleaned up and in pajamas, before laying him down to sleep.

when you get downstairs, kakucho was cleaning up the mess you had to leave.

you thank him softly before walking into the kitchen.

shion shrieks and runs from you, backing into the wall.

“girl you got shit on you!” shion exclaims, pointing to your shirt.

you immediately glance at your shirt, before taking it off your body.

the guys give you privacy, save for ran who was staring directly at your chest.

you toss the shirt at him and the poop mark lands on his cheek.

ran shrieks loudly like a little girl in disgust, before tossing it at rindou.

true to his earlier words, he hunches over the garbage and pukes.

rindou panics and throws it to shion, who’s across the room.

now they’re playing catch with it, trying to see who the poop with land on.

there’s poop on everyone’s hands save for yours, and everyone is disgusted.

the smell is horrendous, and you aren’t sure if it’s because of the prune juice.

“what the fuck is going- on!” izana yelps, getting off the couch from his nap and slipping.

on what, you might ask?

the only spot kakucho hadn’t cleaned up yet was where it leaked most.

right by the couch. under izana’s feet.

izana goes sliding, before landing next to the tree and hitting his head on the fireplace.

suddenly everyone stops, and ran doesn’t know whether to puke some more or laugh.

he does both.

-

now everyone is fresh out of the shower, sitting in yours and ran’s room.

izana sits on the bed with a bandage wrapped around his head and a ice pack, as well as tissue in his nose to stop the bleeding.

you lay next to him with kenan on your chest asleep.

rindou is at the edge of the bed sprawled out.

ran is sitting in the hanging chair with kakucho, watching the movie.

shion was asleep on the rug.

it was silent, save for home alone playing on the tv in the background.

“you know. I didn’t know babies can poop that much.” izana stated after three hours of being silent.

you chuckle, rubbing your son’s back and looking over to izana.

“yeah well. this was his first time.” you say quietly, handing him another tissue.

he changes out the one in his nose and tosses the used one in the garbage.

rindou watches the tissue, flinching and leaning back so he would make it.

izana rolls his eyes, cursing him out under his breath.

there’s a quiet pap that echos throughout the room, and everyone looks at kenan.

he’s half awake now, a frown deep on his little face as his eyes strain.

“anyone else smell that?” kakucho questions hesitantly, looking around the room.

-

[lovekz]

baby mama <3 (7/1)

syn -> taiju has a baby mother, and he just can't get over her. it seems like she can't get over him.

warnings : drinknig, reader is a bitch (a bad one tho), rejection,

notes : there's gonna be a second part to this chapter. sorry for making you wait, but enjoy!

-

“ana! don’t run in their house!” you yell, dragging her suitcase into the home with a frown.

almost immediately, the ryuguji’s girl turns the corner and drags anastasia into a hug.

you frown in slight annoyance, tired of chasing after her all day.

draken comes in from the garage, hands a bit dirty and overalls hanging from his waist.

“hey mama. how you doing?” he greets, washing his hands of the car oil in the kitchen sink.

when they’re clean and dry, he pulls you into a big warm hug.

“so exhausted. thank you for watching ana while I’m gone.” you sigh, pulling away and looking at him.

“course. love her like she’s my own, and so does emma.” draken explains, watching the girls talk about whatever nonsense they planned to do.

you read off everything you brought for her and anything extra that could be needed.

you hand off your spare house keys in case for emergencies or if that spoiled brat of yours feels too homesick.

he knows you prepared just enough so she doesn’t call your phone down fifty times a day on your vacation.

“ken! did you wash your hands in the kitchen again?!” emma yells out, stepping out of the kitchen with a disgusted look.

draken gives his wife a warm smile, knowing that he had irritated her soul with that action.

“sorry baby. had to grab ana’s stuff, s'heavy.” he lied, swiftly taking the things from your hand.

at the sound of her name, emma walks over to you with a huge smile and wraps her arms around you.

after the birth of her baby girl, her body had filled out nicely and she wasn’t as small as she was before.

her face was slightly chunkier, but she definitely grew more of an ass.

“gonna miss you girl. we gotta have one of those wine dates when you come back.” emma smiles, playfully rubbing your hips.

you nod with a laugh, removing her hands and fixing your clothes.

“we can plan it when i come back, but i have a flight to catch.” you inform, looking at the clock.

at the sound of that, anastasia comes running down the hall and squeezes you into a tight hug.

you kneel down and hug her back, kissing her cheek and forehead.

“behave, ana. i love you, bunches.” you mutter into her ear as you fix her dress with a smile.

“love you too mommy!” ana beams proudly, before pressing a kiss into your cheek.

you let her go and she runs off, making you smile big at her.

you say your goodbyes to everyone else and head back to your home, where taiju was waiting for you.

he was sitting outside of his car on his phone waiting when you pulled into the garage.

“where’s ana?” taiju asks, walking in beside you and looking around.

“ryuguji’s. can you grab my suitcase?" you ask without sparing him a glance, stopping in the mirror in the hall.

he stands behind you with a furious look, crossing his arms as he tries to keep his eyes on your face.

"i thought i told you i was coming to see her soon?" taiju asked, holding his negative tonuge.

you look at him confused through the mirror before fixing your tits in the cami you sported.

"and i thought i told you be here by nine so we can go out to breakfast. pamela keeping you busy?" you pout ignorantly, walking further into the house.

taiju follows behind you angrily, still not understanding why you were so petty towards her.

"her name is layna and you know it." taiju informs, grabbing your suitcases and bags.

you pick up your blanket and hoodie off the couch, before looking at him with a sweet smile.

"why do you want to talk about her so much? she isn't here." you whisper, dropping your things on the couch.

taiju stands still as you wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down closer to you.

your things sit by his feet, though his hands don't move to wrap around his waist like they always do.

"think we have time for a quickie?" you questioned, taking your hand and rubbing it down his chest with a smile.

taiju lets out a heavy sigh before pulling your hands off his body.

you frown in confusion as he grabs your stuff and begins to walk towards the garage once more.

"we have to stop this. grab your things and let's go, layna is waiting in the car and i don't wanna make her wait any longer." taiju sighs, looking at you from the corner of his eye.

you scoff, and immediately began to feel irritated.

he had some fucking nerve to bring her here and tell you what you have to and can't do.

and he was making you ride in the same car as her?

oh hell no.

"put my shit down and get out of here. i'll find my way there." you curse at him, grabbing your phone and immediately opening your messages app.

"we're already fucking late. go get. in the car." taiju demands, before walking out of your house with your things.

you scream in frustration, throwing your phone down in irritation and listen to it shatter into pieces.

it was childish, sure, but you didn't know how else to relieve yourself from the irritation.

you were not gonna have the best time.

-

you sat in the backseat of the car with your arms folded in annoyance, feeling a bit crowded with all the things next to you.

mayra sat in the front seat snug and happy, recording her and taiju every now and then.

'smug bitch' you thought to yourself, ready to shove your foot so far into the back of her neck so her front teeth collide with the dash.

"you okay back there? sighing a lot." taiju checks in, looking at the mirror to try and see you.

"fuck you." you say in reply, offering him your middle finger.

taiju says nothing in return, just looking back at the road with a disappointed frown.

pariah turns around and looks at you with an apologetic smile, placing her phone into her lap.

"hey, i know we got off on the wrong foot. but since we'll be on vacation together, i think we should put our differences aside." she starts, tucking her hair behind her ear.

the girl begins rattling on about the 'misunderstandings' and her feeling bad on her part and whatever nonsense she had to say.

you stared at her while she smiled the entire time, squinting your eyes at her while she spoke.

finally, she finished and waiting for your response.

you rolled your eyes, adjusted yourself into the seat, and looked out the window.

"fuck you." you say with a fake smile, before letting the guy open the door and walking away.

you see yuzuha and hakkai waiting by the front for the three of you, a big smile on their faces.

"hey, did you book your room? if not you can stay in mines." yuzuha asks, pulling you into a warm hug.

you hug back before sighing, and giving hakkai one as well.

"not staying in the hotel. shu said i can use his house and he'll be down in two days." you explain, fixing your hair.

you feel a hand on your shoulder and immediately slap the hand off, turning around defensively.

although it was just taiju, you still huff and back away from him a bit.

"can i talk to you? alone?" taiju asks, obviously stressed out from your outburst towards his girlfriend.

you practically laugh in his face before walking off, following hakkai and yuzuha to the private jet.

-

you were dropped off first, walking into the gorgeous big house that your best friend had owned.

hakkai helped you bring your stuff in, offering you a bit of a sad smile.

"you sure you'll be alright alone in here? i can stay if you'd like?" hakkai offers, leaning on the couch.

you shake your head and fix your hair in the mirror, giving him back the same smile.

"i'd love that, kai. but you have things to do and i think i wanna be alone right now." you say to him.

he nods, and pulls you into another hug. "we're going out to breakfast tomorrow. dress nice." hakkai says, before leaving.

you wave goodbye, before closing the door behind him and looking around a bit.

it was pretty big for you to be alone in, but you didn't mind too much.

if it meant you got to be away from whatever the hell taiju and tema had going on, so be it.

you get a call from shuji seconds later, and you answer it immediately through the cracks.

"hey mama. settled in the house yet?" shuji speaks, and it sounds muffled and more robot like.

you knew you fucked up your phone before leaving, but you didn't think it was that bad until now.

"no, not yet. i literally just got in." you explain to him, taking a seat on the couch with a frown.

shuji looks at you with a frown, before pushing his eyebrows together in confusion.

"why do you sound like that?" he asks, and you immediately understand that it sounded like that on both ends.

so you begin to explain to him what happened before you had left, and your phone cuts of in the middle of it.

you tap your phone repeatedly, but it doesn't respond.

the throw must of fucked your phone up bad, and going into the air didn't make it any better.

you curse loudly, tossing it across the room like some miracle would catch it and laying back on the couch.

it was your first day in dubai and you were having the worst time of your life.

-

the sun was out of the sky, and you were fresh out of the shower.

you lotion your skin with cocoa butter and put on your new night gown and the robe.

if you couldn't have fun with anyone or talk to anyone, you would definitely have fun by yourself.

you make your way downstairs and open the wine cabinet, pulling out the most expensive one and a glass.

the alexa rings through the house, getting your attention almost immediately.

since your phone broke, shuji had been using his alexas to communicate with you and check in through the cameras.

it made you feel secure and not alone knowing that he was checking in every now and then.

"shu says : love you girl, hope you're alright. ps, pop a titty on the lv rm cam if you need me. winky face." alexa recites.

you turn to the camera with a giggle and offer him the middle finger, presenting the bottle in your other hand.

you turn to the counter and pour yourself a glass, smiling to yourself.

"hey alexa! play everyone falls in love by tanto metro!" you say, turning to the machine.

she complies and the beat fills the air, making you excited.

you skip over to the machine with the glass in your hand and turn it up to it's max.

and eventually, you're on your fifth or sixth glass of wine and everything is a bit blurry.

"alexa baby.. play love by keyisha cole- no! play marvin's room by drake!" you demand, trading the glass for the bottle.

you don't know how many songs you've listened to, but shuji's playback list can tell you tomorrow.

the song begins to play from the speakers as you take a long sip from the bottle.

you sway to the beat, not hearing the front door beep and swing open slowly.

the liquid comforts your throat and gives you more singing energy.

"cups of the rose! bitches in my old phone." you sing loudly, holding the bottle in the air.

consequences be damned, you were having fun tonight.

taiju watches you swing your body around the kitchen, rolling your hips softly to catch the beat.

"i should call one and go home. i ben in this club too longg!" you giggle, drinking from the bottle some more.

taiju knows you well, and he knows well that this isn't how you act after drinking.

he doesn't know what got into you, but after the next line you sing, he understands.

"the man that i would try! is happy with a ugly bitch!" you slam your hand on the counter angrily, staring at the bottle.

"i've been drinking so much.. i can't call him anyway to say-.." you pause, turning around to see taiju staring at you.

he looked at you with a hint of sadness, and you didn't like that.

the two of you don't exchange words, he just walks over and turns the alexa down some.

he places the bag onto the counter and sighs, staring at the marble.

"hanma called me. gave me the spare key before we left. got you a new phone." taiju explains shortly, unmoving from his place.

you hug him around his waist and take a big whiff of his scent.

he smells so much like the perfume you had bought him when he took you shopping for this trip, and you loved it.

the sound you let out goes unnoticed by you, but not taiju.

you can tell because he shifts away from you shortly and pulls your hands off him.

the action hurts more than you think it should, makes your heart ache and you don't know why.

until it opens your eyes and tells you everything you need to know.

the divorce you had with taiju was one sided. your feelings for the man had never gone away.

you had just were in deep denial.

the feeling hurts, and it hurts bad.

maybe it's the amount of alcohol you had tonight, or maybe it's because he's in front of you right now.

but you feel too emotional, and he can't see you like this.

you walk away from him and walk into the living room, sitting on the floor across from the couch.

you hide your face in your knees and whimper, feeling yourself begin to cry.

you know your panties are showing from under your dress, but you can't care. you're embarrassed.

taiju tries to lift your head from your lap but you fight him on it, shoving his hand off your head.

you're full on sobbing now, and finally lift your face to look at him.

you don't want his fucking pity, but you can't tell him that.

you sob some more, feeling like your daughter when she doesn't get her way in the mall.

"why taiju? why did you divorce me?" you practically beg, wiping your eyes harshly and whining.

and the look taiju gives you makes you sick.

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[lovekz]

told you

syn-> rindou’s friends don’t believe him when he says he’s got a girl. and she’s fucking crazy

warnings : reader is possessive (not too bad), rindou gets no play, alcohol mention, reader drinks, crack

-

“wanna go out tonight?” shion asks, laying across the couch.

rindou was typing away on his phone, legs propped up on the coffee table.

every saturday, shion would come over and spend a night at the haitani’s, seeing as he was best friends with the younger one.

he was always welcomed, as long as he brought his own clothes.

which rarely happened anyway.

“depends. where?” rindou asked, not taking his eyes off his phone.

shion shrugged, before leaning back and thinking.

rindou didn’t rush him, and decided to continue what he was doing on his phone.

after five minutes of hearing loud videos from shion’s phone, he sat up immediately.

rindou looked at him with a raised brow, not understanding why he was so excited.

but the minute he took a look at his best friend’s phone, he understood why.

shion was showing him some club called angels that opened up a few months ago.

“think i’ll pass on that.” rindou chuckles, before leaning on the arm rest with a yawn.

“what? why?! all the hotties will be there, and drinks- and your best friend! why wouldn’t you wanna go?” shion complained, throwing his hands up.

rindou rolled his eyes immediately at shions little tantrum.

it happened a lot over the years, so it wasn’t like it was new to rindou.

besides, he’s got a valid reason as to why he doesn’t want to go.

“izana said he’s having a party at his tonight. besides, i have a girlfriend. i’m loyal.” rindou explains shortly, looking at shion from the corner of his eye.

shion grows silent, watching rindou with an unreadable expression.

the front door opens, and ran walks in with izana and kakucho following in tow.

ran immediately looks around suspiciously, knowing his home too be too quiet for shion madarame to be here.

his eyes finally landed on the two, slightly confused as to why they were sitting in silence.

until shion burst into loud, obnoxious laughter.

he laughed so hard his face had begun to turn red.

“you? have a girlfriend?! ha!” shion yelled loudly in his face, tossing his head back with howl.

izana immediately catches on to shion's outburst, and breaks into laughter right beside the boy.

kakucho tries to hide his laugh behind a cough, but anyone could recognize it fighting his throat.

ran joins in as well, putting a hand on rindou’s shoulder as he holds his stomach.

“no way! you haven’t kissed anyone since second grade!” ran teased, laughing loudly in his ear.

rindou was getting irritated, looking at everyone in the room mocking him. his so-called 'family' making him feel small.

was it really that hard to believe he got a girlfriend?

“why not tell us where she's from, rin? an a.i app?” izana snickered, making shion laugh louder.

now he felt embarrassed, although he knew you were real.

he’d met you around campus, and even had multiple class with you.

but for some reason, everyone around him didn’t think that you were an actual person.

rindou stood up from the couch, stuffing his phone in his pocket and shoving ran off him harshly.

“I’m going out.” he says, shoving izana out the way out of anger.

izana doesn’t react to it, just watches rindou as he puts his shoes on.

“be safe rinnie. tell your girl I’m having a party tonight and she’s invited.” izana giggles, watching rindou slam the door immediately.

if that was the case, rindou would prove them wrong by tonight.

-

“babe can you get my shoes?!” you yelled from upstairs in your room, fixing your dress.

you stood in your mirror, fixing your top and spinning in different angles a few times, making sure you liked the outfit.

it was the fifth outfit you put on, and you didn’t wanna be any more late than you were.

rindou came up stairs with your shoes, placing them before you and helping you into them.

“you’re sweet rinnie, but you didn’t have to.” you smiled, letting him help you out regardless.

rindou nods, before buckling them and standing up straight.

“do you like it? think i should change again?” you question, spinning in a circle to show off the outfit.

“mm-mm, don't change. love it.” rindou mutters, pulling you closer by the hips and kissing your lips softly.

you knew he was genuine, not just because he didn't want to wait another ten minutes downstairs.

you smile into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him closer to you.

he maneuvers you over to the bed and towers over you, beginning to tug on your shirt.

you immediately press a hand to his chest and push him lightly, smiling up at him sweetly.

“let’s save this for later. we got a party to go to honey.” you whisper, hooking your pink acrylic onto his chain.

he stares down at your own, his name engraved in it with a heart.

you got it custom made for his birthday, along with his name on your thigh.

rindou would never get over it.

-

when you make it to the party, you immediately leave rindou’s side to go hang with your own friends before meeting his.

he let you know not to get too drunk, but you didn’t have to listen.

so you only handed him your bag that had your emergency slippers and your purse and made your way to the kitchen.

once you left, shion immediately draped his arm around his shoulder and walked him to izana with a cheeky grin.

they were all sitting around in the living room, talking about god knows what.

when they don’t see rindou with a plus one he claimed he'd bring, they burst into loud laughter.

“rin! what happened to your plus one?!” izana asked immediately, tossing his head back and laughing.

rindou rolls his eyes and takes a seat on the loveseat, holding your things in his lap.

his brother notices the extra items, and laughs even harder.

“oh my god you went and bought those? that’s why you weren’t home?!” ran cackled, bringing attention to the items.

rindou puts his middle finger up, rolling his eyes.

“I have a girlfriend. she’s with her friends.” rindou sighs, slouching in the seat a little more.

izana snorts, muttering something about her also being with her other boyfriend.

the group laughs at that.

they make fun of him some more, until the topic of the girlfriend rindou 'doesn't have' grows a bit stale.

shion changes the topic sooner or later, finally in the mood to talk to any female around.

“aren’t they bad?” shion brings to attention, gesturing to the two girls that were standing by the speaker.

rindou shrugs, not paying attention and being loyal to you.

shion groans and snatches rindou’s phone out of his head and looking at him.

“come on! let’s get you a real girl and not a ai. not imaginary either.” shion jokes, before standing from his seat.

knowing shion, he would say some shit that probably wasn't true, or worse.

get everyone's attention.

once that thought runs through his head, rindou grabs his arm and shakes his head, trying to get him to sit back down.

“don’t do it shion. my girl is seriously fucking crazy and i wanna have a good night.” rindou practically begs, looking at his best friend.

ran kisses his teeth and looks at the blond boy, before waving him off.

“go introduce him to one of them. he’s so picky.” ran scoffs in annoyance, looking at his younger brother.

ran seemed to be growing annoyed with his brother's supposed lie.

rindou doesn’t get to object, because by time he tries to, shion is already running over to them.

he talks to them for a while, and the girl in the white mini dress that barely covers the top of her breasts looks over to him.

she sends a wave and a wink, to which rindou just jerks his head up in a small, lame greeting.

he doesn’t show any interest, just looks back down at his phone.

eventually, he feels weight next to him and a head leaning over his shoulder to look at his phone.

at first he believes it’s shion, fresh off rejection and in pain silently.

until he sees a shiny white nail tap on his phone.

he knew yours were baby pink with both your little zodiacs on it with a heart, of course.

rindou had paid to get it done after he broke your other set last week.

“his videos are hilarious. i love watching him.” the girl fake giggles lightly, smiling big at rindou.

it was the girl that had winked at him earlier, now sitting next to him closer than ever.

it wasn't like he'd recognized her from anywhere other than here, or even cared to figure out her name to tell her fuck off.

he was only worried about you.

his eyes immediately began to scan the room for you, but you couldn’t be found anywhere.

shit.

“yeah i bet you do.” rindou says shortly, still sounding completely unamused and uninterested.

shion and the other girl was sitting across from them, while ran, kakucho, and izana returned with drinks.

ran hands his brother a cup, probably the same thing he had.

so he takes a little sip of the orange looking liquid and hums at the fruity flavor.

the girl grins and sits up, looking into the cup.

“that looks good. can I try some?” she says sultry, and he knows she’s pushing boundaries.

rindou still can’t find you anywhere in the room to help him out.

before rindou can politely reject her though, she snatched the cup out his hand and drinks from the exact spot he drank from.

she left her lipstick stain on it, smiling at rindou as she licked her lips.

“mm, I was right.” she whispers, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him in.

before her lips could try to connect with his, rindou feels her arms forcefully ripped from his neck and his face pushed back.

before long, the entire bottle of taylor port and pink whitney was dumped on her.

“why the fuck are you touching my man?” you asked, giving her the ugliest look ever.

the party seems to pause, music turned down and the entire friend group looking at rindou.

the girl doesn’t get the chance to reply, because she’s receiving punches faster than she can think about it.

she’s throwing her hands in the air and trying to defend herself, making rindou stand up immediately.

your coat was long gone, and your breasts were beginning to spill out your tube top.

rindou grabs you up off her, but then you shove him off and start fighting her friend.

“oh shit!” izana curses loudly, only because his drink was spilling all over the place during the maneuver.

now you’re fighting both of the girls at once, winning even though you were obviously drunk.

rindou groans and lifts you into the air, before shoving the other girls off you by their face.

“i’m not the one, ask about me bitch!” one of them yell out to you from in shion's arms, making you laugh.

“don’t gotta, you’re pussy and butt!” you yelled back, throwing your middle finger up.

rindou takes you up to izana’s bedroom in silence and sits you on the bed with a light frown.

you cross your arms with an angry pout, seeing yourself in the mirror across the room.

your hair was a mess and the tops of your areolas were showing.

rindou fixes your shirt and sighs, not sure of what to say.

“baby you think I won that?” you question with a smile, still a bit tipsy as you stand.

he holds you by the waist to steady you and looks into your eyes.

it was almost as if you didn't just get into a fight with two girls you didn't know over rindou.

not like he didn't expect it though, since it has happened at least twice before when you started dating him.

“didn’t have to do all that mama. was gonna stop her.” rindou says, rubbing your thigh in soft circles.

your skirt was hiked up during the fight, showing off your red thong.

you shrug, wrapping your arms around his neck and smiling big.

“gotta make sure they know you’re mine. I didn’t get this jewelry and tat for nothing.” you whisper, rubbing his cheek.

the door opens and rindou shields you from the view, looking behind him to see who it was.

it was izana and the rest of the friend group, still a bit in shock after the altercation downstairs.

rindou rolls his eyes, before turning back to you and fixing your skirt.

“who’s that? is it your friends? the one's you want me to meet?” you ask, peeking over his shoulder to see.

rindou nods, before deeming you decent enough and letting you go.

you wave sweetly, fixing your hair. “hi! sorry you had to see all that.” you giggle, having a seat on the bed once more.

izana nods, waving you off and sitting on the corner seat. he won't lie and say he didn't enjoy watching it.

“you’re.. his girlfriend?” ran asked in a unsure tone, looking you up and down.

you cross your legs and raise your eyebrow, nodding at him.

“there a problem with that or something?” you ask, immediately feeling offended by the question.

everyone shakes their head, recalling how you handled those two girls down there.

rindou stands up and sighs tiredly, before handing you your purse and your slides.

“gonna go get your sweats out the car. we’re leaving.” rindou informs, kissing the corner of your mouth.

you nod, smiling at him and waving a bit.

“oh! can you see if you see my coat? and my nail? damn, mira’s gonna kill me!” you cursed, looking down at your hands with a pout.

rindou nods, knowing he was just going to end up paying for another set on sunday.

when he closes the door behind him, all eyes are on you.

it stays silent for a bit, before izana speaks up first.

“so how much is he paying you?” izana asks, still in disbelief that you were his girlfriend.

and you were just as crazy as he said you were.

your outfit : <3 rindou's outfit : <3

[lovekz]

dumb dick!

syn -> taiju’s bike isn’t the only thing you wanna ride of his.

warnings : smut, rough sex, p in v, oral (male receiving), squirting, use of the nickname mama and baby, overstimulation, taiju has a big dick, creampie

-

you stood inside of the fast food restaurant, waiting on you and yuzuha’s order.

the two of you decided you should have a sleepover to catch up with each other, as college work has been keeping you two apart.

however, you don’t think this was a great idea anymore, because nothing was going right.

your car had broke down so you had to take the bus, and you were stranded.

the walk to the shiba’s house would take pretty long and you don’t want the food to get cold.

taking the bus wouldn’t shorten the time either.

not to mention your horrible experiences with ubers and lyft.

so you called yuzuha and asked if she could pick you up.

“sorry babe, I can’t. I gave hakkai my car so he could take it to his friend to get it fixed.” yuzuha frowned, feeling bad.

she had the same problem as you, but hers had broke down only after she got home.

you cursed quietly, contemplating on what you should do.

you could risk it and get a uber (and possibly have to stay on the phone the entire time and drain your phone's battery) or risk your legs and walk.

neither sounded ideal.

“i can pick her up?” you hear a voice in the background catch your attention.

it isn’t a voice you've heard before, and you don't think yuzuha got a boyfriend during the times you haven't spoke.

"that would be amazing, tai. can you please? i'll send you 50 for gas." yuzuha immediately says, opening her phone.

"no it's fine. you don't have to." the alleged 'tai' had responded, before you heard a door close.

yuzuha had a big smile on her face, and you looked at her with a bit of a smug look.

"didn't know you had a boyfriend." you teased, grabbing your orders and sitting at one of the seats.

yuzuha scoffed, rolling her eyes and leaning back into the comfy couch that she bought.

"hell no. that's just my older brother, taiju." yuzuha replies, tucking a hair behind her ear with a hum.

you nod, not knowing your best friend had another brother considering you only see hakkai.

maybe he doesn't live with them or maybe he isn't really their brother at all.

who knows.

after a few minutes, you walk outside and see a guy on a cool ass motorcycle.

you recognize it being the one that's usually in the shiba garage, but no one ever touched it before.

probably because it was his.

the man looks at you approaching him, and you try not to cream in your panties.

he was so fine.

he had this piercing gold gaze with a scowl resting permanently on his lips, hair blowing wildly behind him.

he wore a turtleneck that hugged his muscles perfectly and a pair of dress pants, dior belt holding them up.

not only was he fine, but he had money just like his siblings.

"you must be zu's friend?" the man begins to speak, leaning back to rest on his bike.

his voice came out gruffer than it had sounded over the phone, fitting his intimidating look.

you couldn't bring yourself to speak, offering him a nod as you got closer to get on the bike.

he stops you, getting off and taking the bag of food from you and resting it on the handle.

then, he lifts you up into the air and places you onto the bike properly, making you even more flustered.

he doesn’t say a word to you, just gets on the bike himself and wraps your arms around his waist.

you hold on tightly as he starts up the bike, before driving off.

the wind in your face actually feels amazing, makes you feel like you have a a lot of freedom in the world.

not only that, but you were offered a ride on a really hot guy’s motorcycle with him on it!

you wonder if he’ll get mad if you just…

you begin to let your hands fall a little lower from his waist, waiting for any reaction.

when there was none, you press a delicate hand on his bulge.

you feel his breath hitch just a bit, before he stops at a red light and turns to you.

“playing with your life gorgeous. can't wait till we get home?” taiju teases quietly, giving you a little smirk.

you smile at him, letting him pull your hands back up to where they originally were.

“sorry. just testing the waters.” you joke, getting a bit closer to him.

you feel him chuckle from his back as he looks back at the street when the light turns green.

you hope he stays so you can ‘test’ more waters on him.

he doesn’t seem to mind.

-

four hours into the movie marathon, yuzuha is knocked out on the long end of the couch.

taiju was upstairs in his own room, probably asleep as well.

the two of you had finished some of your food and had some more to share for hakkai and taiju.

so now it was just you and the movie.

it was growing to be late, but you don’t really feel tired at all.

maybe it’s because you were used to staying up so late to do homework and projects.

so you stayed up until the movie was over, woke yuzuha up to go in the room, and then laid on the air mattress wide awake.

of course this would happen.

you sigh to yourself, before going back downstairs to grab something to drink.

when you get to the kitchen, taiju is sitting on the counter with a mug in his hand.

shirtless, with only a pair of sweats that hang loosely on him.

you catch his attention almost immediately, him give you a little smile in result.

maybe he forgot about what happened earlier.

“hey.” you greet shortly, before grabbing one of the cups and getting some water.

he raises a hand to you, before looking back at his phone.

you lean against the counter yourself, typing away at your phone.

it’s silent for a while, besides the sound of things crashing and booming coming from his phone.

you wouldn’t take him for the type, then again, the shibas are pretty unpredictable.

“how come you’re down here so late?” taiju questions, not looking away from his phone.

you look up from yours, before taking another sip from your glass.

“can't sleep. you?” you reply shortly, placing your phone down onto the counter.

he does the same, wanting to engage in a conversation with you.

“same as you, really haven’t slept here in a while.” taiju explains, nodding his head.

you nod along with him. so he did use to live here, but he doesn’t anymore.

probably just visiting.

it grows silent once more, and you finish your water quickly.

it’s thirty minutes before two, and you don’t feel like staring up at the ceiling in yuzuha’s room.

taiju must’ve caught onto that, and he hops of the counter and moves in front of you.

“if you’d like, you can come keep me company in my room.” taiju whispers in your ear, before making his way upstairs.

you’re flustered now, and he probably knows it.

but you won’t let him get away that easily.

-

when you make it into taiju's room, you notice how well done it is although a bit childish.

he has drawings of what are supposed to be sharks with hakkai and yuzuha's name scribbled on it.

the year at the bottom left had read about 10-13 years back.

his bed sheets were perfectly a deep blue with fluffy dark grey covers over the bed with a clean smell.

they must be fresh out of the dryer they had in their laundry room.

he had a comfortable little couch there too, it was where he was sitting right now.

also where you were kneeling in front of him, between his big beefy legs that could suffocate you if he wanted.

as of right now, you were trying to fit half of his cock into your mouth with a whine.

"you want it baby? gotta get it wet first." taiju encouraged, bucking his hips into your warm throat.

you gag around him just a bit, holding the base of his cock with both hands as you look up at him.

he's looking back at you with a shit eating grin, knowing you can't take more than the four inches you have down your throat.

taiju was a pretty big man, you should've expected him to have a big dick as well.

after a bit more of you struggling, taiju lifts you off of him and brings you closer to his face.

"breathe mama, s'okay. you'll have more practice." taiju whispered, cupping you through your panties.

just from sucking him (and playing with yourself in the first half), you were more than ready to try and take him a different way.

he sits you in his lap and lifts his hips up to shuffle the rest of his pants off, before pulling your panties off.

"want you t'ride me. that okay with you?" taiju whispers, kissing your jawline softly.

even if you didn't want to before, you were so gonna do it after he asked.

taiju doesn’t let you respond though, just lifts you up and lines himself up with your sopping hole.

you hold yourself up on your knees and keep steady with the help of his broad shoulders.

he teases your clit softly, making you roll your hips with a hitched breath.

eventually, he’s stops playing and sits you down onto his tip.

a hiss leaves your mouth immediately, the stretch being something completely foreign.

you weren’t a virgin, but you’ve never been with anyone much bigger than you.

let alone raw.

taiju rests against the couch a bit more, holding your waist to keep you still on top of him.

he’s watching as you sink yourself onto his hard cock, shaking ever so slightly and taking deep breaths.

taiju bores his eyes into your closed ones, feeling you rest your hands on his chest.

eventually, you sit down completely and open your eyes to stare back into taiju’s gold ones.

“you okay?” taiju teases quietly, rubbing your hip in slow reassuring circles.

you nod quickly, letting out a quiet sigh and leaning closer to him.

he notices how much you were tightening around him, and presses his thumb against your clit.

“s’okay. just relax for me, gonna make you feel good.” taiju reassures, rubbing in tight circles.

you moan quietly, following the movements of his thumb with your hips despite taiju trying to keep you still.

"mhm.. open up that pretty pussy for me." taiju groans, grinding up into you.

you begin to bounce and grind just a bit, already feeling overwhelmed from the size of him inside of you.

and you barely started moving.

taiju gains your attention by giving your hips a tight squeeze, staring into your eyes.

"you'll tell me if it's too much, okay?" taiju practically demanded, glancing down at where you two were connected.

you nod immediately, picking up the speed a little more.

soon enough, you were nearing your second orgasm, holding his hands and bouncing erratically on his dick while moaning a bit too loud.

taiju wasn't worried though, he knew his sister has slept through many things she probably shouldn't have.

loud claps echoed through the room every time you slammed your hips down onto him.

"m'cumming!" you cried out above him for the second time tonight, squeezing his hands tightly as you threw your head back.

taiju knows already though. he's mesmerized by the way you squeeze and ride him more desperately.

"go ahead. make a mess on me, baby." taiju grunts, feeling your insides squeeze against him more.

and at his command, you're crying out loudly and releasing on him one more.

taiju groans quietly, letting go of your hands and grabbing your waist.

he lifts you up and practically tosses you onto his bed, before pushing your legs up to your ears and sliding into you again.

you press a hand against his stomach, squealing as he presses directly into your sweet spot.

"w-wait taiju! s'too much!" you gasped out, scratching at his abs to try to push him out a bit.

"mm-mm. move it. it's never too much." taiju says gruffly, slapping your hands away and pounding into you.

you toss your head back and moan, feeling your legs begin to shake like you had to cum again.

taiju lets your legs go and they end up wrapped around his waist tightly, trying to still his movements.

but it does nothing, since taiju is much stronger and bigger than you.

he reaches between the both of you and begins rubbing your clit feverishly, relishing in the feeling of you pulling him in.

you feel something begin to build up in your tummy, something stronger than before.

you cry out loudly, still trying to get him to let up on his thrusts.

"g-gonna make a mess! please!" you squeal, feeling his hand begin to press on your tummy.

"i know mama, can feel it." taiju grunts out, still battering your poor pussy senseless.

before you knew it, you were squirting all over his stomach and the sheets below you.

the extra wetness made the thrusts you continued to receive much louder and wetter than before.

"hope you're on the pill." taiju says to you, feeling his hips begin to stutter and lose its rhythm.

you don't let it bother you, too overstimulated to understand anything he could be saying to you.

he wraps his hand around your throat to keep you still as he pushes deep into you, cumming hard.

his scrunches up his nose and groans, shutting his eyes tight.

and although your sight is a bit blurry, you can't help but watching him closely as he rides out his orgasm.

when he's finished, he pulls out of you and watches his cum drip out onto the bed before moving his attention back to your face.

you were spent, and on the verge of falling asleep.

taiju presses two or three kisses to your lips, before rubbing your thigh comfortingly.

"don't go to sleep yet. m'not done." taiju whispers in your ear, gathering some of the cum up and pushing it back into you.

and you definitely did have a feeling he wasn't.

-

the next morning, you wake up in the airbed more sore than you thought you'd be.

the numerous amount of rounds you and taiju did might be the reason, and not because of the airbed have little to none air.

you get out as best as possible, before making your way to the bathroom and brushing your teeth.

yuzuha was already out of bed and was probably downstairs.

when you finish, you go downstairs and see all three of the shibas standing around in the kitchen.

now that you realize it, they all shared more similarities, though hakkai looked much more like taiju standing next to him.

"good morning sleeping beauty. how ya feeling?" yuzuha teases, oblivious as to what happened last night.

you stretch out your limbs and pick up a piece of fruit from her bowl, chewing on it.

"sore, actually. feels like my body was bent wrong." you complain lightly, sitting on the counter next to her.

hakkai spits out his coffee, before coughing loudly and holding onto taiju for support.

the three of you were confused, watching as hakkai wiped his mouth with paper towel.

"uhm.. okay. when did you come back, kai?" yuzuha questioned, shrugging off her brother's odd behvaior.

when he came to his senses and finished cleaning up, he leaned against the counter with a bottle of water.

taiju rolled his eyes and took a sip of his coffee, waiting for hakkai's response.

"sometime around two or three last night." hakkai says hesitantly, drinking his cold water.

taiju then spits out his coffee and you begin to choke on the piece of strawberry in your mouth.

you play yours off with a laugh, covering your mouth as you lean on yuzuha so she laughs too.

he had came in around the time taiju had you in his bed, which is probably why he reacted the way he did.

now it was taiju cleaning up his mess and drinking water.

"i don't get it. what's going on?" yuzuha questioned suspiciously after her laugh dies down, looking at her brothers.

taiju shakes his head, looking at hakkai with a unreadable expression.

hakkai clears his throat after another sip of water, before looking at his older sister.

"the coffee is shit, yuzu. is it dark roast?" hakkai questions, pointing to the bag of coffee grounds.

she checks, and (luckily), the coffee that was in the machine was dark roast.

yuzuha curses quietly and tosses the bag in the garbage, along with the pot of coffee that was made.

"shit, my bad. i'll go get another one now." yuzuha says, grabbing her wallet and keys before turning to you.

she was silently asking if you would be okay staying here while she runs to the store.

you wave her off, massaging your hips just a little bit.

"i'm still sore, so i'll probably lay down for a bit." you explain, flashing her a little smile.

yuzuha nods, before changing out her shoes and offering you a smile.

"i'll bring back some painkillers." yuzuha lets you know, before walking out of the house.

when it's confirmed that yuzuha was out of the driveway, you and taiju turned to hakkai.

"i got one hundred dollars if you keep your mouth shut." you say, pointing your fork at him.

hakkai scoffs, crossing his arms and leaning against the counter with a smirk.

"one fifty sounds like a better bargain honestly." hakkai says, looking at you with a raised brow.

"how about two fifty and you eat for free." taiju bargains with him again, crossing his arms to mock hakkai.

you go to protest about the amount of money, but taiju holds his hand up to you.

it shuts you up almost immediately, especially when hakkai's eyes widen with a grin.

"you got a deal-" "but only you! and maybe mitsuya." taiju restates, cutting hakkai off before he got a big head.

hakkai scoffs, before nodding and saying a short 'fine' under his breath.

hakkai leaves the room after giving taiju his cash app, and goes upstairs.

"i don't have two fifty." you sigh, leaning back and letting him find yourself in between your legs.

he presses a kiss your your lips and then along your jawline.

"don't worry about it. i'll pay him." he whispers, massaging your hips for you.

you nod, wrapping your arms around his shoulders as you pull him into a kiss.

you hope hakkai doesn't see this, or you fear he'll ask for more money.

[lovekz]

eyes don't lie

syn -> part 2 of ‘what does he have that I don’t?’

warnings : mention of tits, angst ( a little bit ) to comfort, reader wants to be a cosmetologist, rindou studies astrobiology, breakups,

-

the next time rindou sees you, is two years later at one of his parties he held at his shared house with ran.

after your talk, he’d gotten over you within at least 3 months.

now all he had to do was keep living and leaving you where you were at with your boyfriend.

at his parties, he was always the dj, and ran was always mingling (or asleep with someone in his lap, whichever works).

so rindou was upstairs at the balcony where the dj set was, one headphone over his ear.

it’s about 1 am right now, and he’s been up here for a few hours.

he’d leave the stand, but he isn’t sure where hanma ran off to with that girl that brought him a drink.

not like he cared, he didn’t feel like mingling tonight.

he just knows the celebration is for izana learning how to drive (he crashed shinichiro’s one too many times).

so he’ll let izana have all the talk the about him.

rindou feels eyes on him, but he shrugs it off. someone probably has a request or something.

he just hopes no drunk guy tries to propose at the party again.

“does the dj need a drink?” he hears a teasing voice beside him, making him look over.

you were smiling at him, holding a red cup with your phone in hand.

rindou pulls the headphones down to sit around his neck, leaning back into his seat at the sight of you.

of course you were here, you were the girlfriend of izana’s brother.

why wouldn’t you two come along?

“nah, I’m okay.” rindou rejects politely, waving you off and looking back at the laptop.

he expects you to leave with embarrassment, but you don’t and it's so like to you stay.

you take a seat next to the set and take a sip from the red cup.

rindou doesn’t mind, he can use the company after hanma ditched him for some blond with 'great tits' (hanma's words, not his).

“how’ve you been?” you ask him, tilting your head up to look at him.

rindou shrugs, glancing down at you and then back at the DJ board.

“been alright. still studying to be a cosmetologist?" rindou asks, clicking around to change the song.

you nod, almost forgetting that rindou knew almost everything anyone could possibly know about you.

"you still studying astrobiology?" you question right back, tilting your head.

rindou nods, tapping his phone screen to check the time. it's only been five minutes since you came up here.

it was nights like these where you two would sit together and he would play music.

and although you two have talked about damn near everything, you would find something to talk with him about.

through the crowd, rindou catches mikey staring up at him from the far end of the couch.

he'd been watching him for a while now, and rindou thinks he understands why.

"you should probably go. he's looking for you." rindou states, before completely tuning you out.

however, he doesn't miss the hurt look that you present as you make your way downstairs.

suddenly, the music feels like it would be better if it were to be louder.

-

the night after the party was over, rindou was in his room typing away at his computer.

the assignment he was working on wasn't due for another six days, but he wanted to get a little headstart.

he wasn't sure if ran would make him take that road trip to izana's new place with him in a couple days.

rindou was typing so hard on his computer, that he almost missed his phone buzzing repeatedly.

if it weren't for it falling into his lap from its inconsistent buzzing, he would've ignored it.

but your name was read across his screen about a dozen or so times.

missed calls, text messages, voicemails, and facetime calls.

rindou immediately scrunches up his nose in confusion, unsure of why you were desperately trying to get his attention.

he calls back immediately, squinting into the camera.

you answer, and you're outside. walking it seems to be. it makes rindou sit up because of the time on his phone.

what the hell were you doing walking by yourself at 2:20 in the morning?

"hello?" rindou greets gruffly, voice coming out a bit deeper after not speaking for a while.

not to mention those five minute naps he's been offering himself.

a sniffle gains his attention, making him stand up from his desk and almost knock everything off of it looking for his keys.

"are you okay?" rindou asks, putting on his shoes and grabbing his hoodie as he looks at your background.

you won't show your face, but by the sound of your sniffles, you had been crying for a while.

"did i wake you?" you ask, voice cracking multiple times just to get those four words out.

rindou kisses his teeth almost immediately once you dodge his question, growing irritated.

but he knows you're already upset, so he doesn't push you any further than you would want.

"no, i was working on something. where are you?" rindou asks, walking downstairs.

and just by hearing him ask that, you knew he was coming to get you off the streets so late.

"mariana ave and sapin street." you state into the microphone, and rindou is immediately in his garage.

he flicks the button to open the door, and he hopes it doesn't wake his older brother up.

rindou is painfully aware that ran's room is directly above the garage, so he feels when the door is opening and closing on the floor.

though he's a bit confident ran can sleep through a hurricane and earthquake combined.

rindou gets in his car and immediately speeds down his neighborhood to get to you before anyone else does.

-

when the two of you make it back to his house, rindou understands that you might want a shower.

so he offers up his bathroom and a few of his clothes while he heats up his chinese food from earlier, and the food ran had gave him.

he didn't get to ask what happened yet, only because he didn't want to make you hysterical.

the waiting game is a game that rindou has played for years, so he doesn't see a problem now.

once the microwave cuts off, he's stuffing another bowl into it and pressing the number two.

footsteps gain his attention, making him turn around to look at you.

you had on a pair of his psd boxers (just so they'd fit like shorts) and his shirt, your thigh wrapped in gauze.

when the microwave cuts off again, rindou grabs the food and begins plating it for you.

it's probably best if you tell him on your own.

the two of you walk upstairs to his room once he grabs water for the both of you, and sit on his bed.

his essay is still open on his laptop, some of the words jumbled together and not making sense.

but you understand that it was just a draft.

the two of you eat in silence as rindou looks through his disney plus to figure out what he wanted to watch.

he knows a kid movie would be enough to bring your spirits up even a little bit, and that's because he knows you.

and rindou is right.

halfway through moana, you begin to speak.

"he broke up with me." you state mindlessly, pushing noodles into your mouth.

rindou looks at you from the corner of his eyes, before taking a sip of his water.

he desperately wants to say 'oh really?' or maybe even laugh at the fact that you were in his bed now, but he doesn't.

self restraint, rindou reminds himself, twisting the cap on his bottle.

lucky for him, you continue without his feedback.

"didn't know where else to go, so i called you. said he doesn't think i love him." you explained to him.

so you were at his house before you were wandering the streets.

that was probably a good two miles away, which makes rindou's heart ache just a bit.

"is it because of yesterday?" rindou finally asks, leaning back against his headboard as he watches the movie.

your silence gives him all answers he could possibly need from you.

rindou suspects that he's felt like this for a bit of a while, but doesn't let you know that.

last night probably took the cake when you sat next to him and not your boyfriend.

and then rindou thinks about the words izana said to cheer him up after you two had that talk.

'10 years from now, she's gonna have five kids and be miserable.'

minus the dramatic amount of time after that day and the five kids, you were miserable.

and it hadn't been that long since you two were togehter.

self restraint, rindou reminds himself again.

"did you love him though?" rindou asks, finishing off his water bottle with a satisfied sigh.

you nod almost immediately, drinking from your own water bottle.

"i did, but he was the one that grew distant." you told rindou, shrugging to yourself.

rindou knew you desperately wanted to say that line you always say when things happen.

'we made it work.'

but he knows the truth behind those false appeasing words.

you were just holding onto whatever strings you had left of the poor relationship.

"well good riddance." rindou replies, finally letting you know that he wasn't really that fond of mikey.

even though everyone and their great grandmothers probably knew that already.

but it makes you laugh for the first time tonight.

you cover your mouth as your pupils disappear behind the lids, your nose scrunching up in the prettiest of ways.

it reminds rindou why he had a crush on you two years ago.

everything about you was pretty and you radiated such positive energy all the time.

"what happened here?" rindou asks, softly touching the gauze that was wrapped around your thigh with his index finger.

you look down at his hand and hum, pointing your fork to the gauze as you chew your food.

"it's a burn. was eating em's soup when he broke up with me, and i dropped the bowl." you explain to him, rubbing the gauze.

and rindou feels a bit at ease, knowing it wasn't because of a tattoo mistake or because he hurt you.

it was a simple mistake, be it out of shock, anger, or fear.

as long as mikey didn't put his hands on you, everything is fine.

"well. you can stay here until you can get back on your feet. i don't mind, and i'm sure ran doesn't either." rindou informs.

and your eyes shine with adoration when those words leave rindou's mouth.

after everything that went down, rindou still had the upmost respect for you and would always help you.

rindou can see the gratefulness in them, and hope to see happiness in them one day again.

even if it means you still never have feelings for him.

[lovekz]

thank you for writing "it's seasonal"! been feeling really down lately and i needed that :( sending love your way <3

sending more love your way <3

i know it gets really bad around this time, and i'm glad i can help!

[lovekz]

Are you possibly going to make a part 2 of “What does he have that I don’t ?” I fell in love instantly!! Even if you aren’t making a part two, the writing was incredible!

thank you so much!

I think I’m gonna make a part two to ‘what does he have that I don’t’ because I really liked the idea

maybe sometime this weekend

[lovekz]

it’s seasonal

syn -> the seasons are changing, and so are you

warnings : depression, ran overthinks a lot

note : for all the fine people that have seasonal depression

you were gone.

disappeared off the face of the earth.

since early wednesday morning.

when you were leaving your boyfriend's after watching a few movies.

and now ran is worried.

it isn’t like you to just fall off the face of the earth without mentioning anything to rindou at least.

the two of you were pretty close, and ran was glad his two favorite people get along.

so when rindou says he hasn’t heard from you, the bottom of ran’s feet begin to sweat.

he called multiple times and only reached your voicemail.

did you break up with him? he had no idea.

but he knew he missed you.

so he gets in his car, and drives over to your house.

he wasn’t sure what he was going to say, but he wasn’t mad at you for doing this at all

just worried.

he pulls into a park in front your house and walks to the door, knocking on it.

after a bit of shuffling and moving around, you open the door.

you were in one of his hoodies and a pair of pajama bottoms.

you looked to be fresh out the shower.

“what are you doing here ran? is something wrong?” you question firstly, looking at him a bit confused.

ran analyzes your face a bit more before deciding to respond.

you look tired and physically upset with something.

“I missed you. a lot.” ran breathes out, feeling his heart slow a little more at the sight of you relaxing.

you don’t respond to that, however. just staring at ran like he’s grown two heads.

“where have you been? why haven’t you responded to my texts?” ran asks softly, glancing behind you.

the house was definitely a mess, clothes and tissues lingering here and there.

were you sick?

“home. here. I just.. needed some space.” you say hesitantly, glancing away from him.

and oh- he sees it.

the way you were fidgeting, looking like you haven’t slept, and the dryness of your face.

you weren’t fresh out the shower.

you had been crying previously to ran knocking at the front door.

ran’s heart aches at the thought of it, unable to hide the pain and guilt from his facial expression.

you notice it, and flash him a fake smile. one ran reads almost immediately.

“I’m okay, I promise. you did nothing wrong.” you say with a little laugh, giving a thumbs up for clarity.

ran shakes his head and pulls you into his arms, squeezing you just a bit in his arms.

"should've been here. should've noticed." he whispered into your hair, rubbing your back comfortingly.

and he feels you shaking and sobbing in his arms almost immediately, clutching onto his hoodie.

the two of you stand in your doorway until you stop crying even a bit. and even then, ran doesn't want to move.

but he knows the chilly air on your legs would get you sick, so he brings you into the house.

it doesn't matter to him that the house is a complete mess, because his girlfriend isn't at her usual 10.

though ran can tell you tried to keep it even the slightest bit of neat.

your eyes are red when ran sits you onto the couch, and you shrink into yourself.

ran doesn't know the feeling you had, but he knows he's familiar with the sight of it.

it's happen to everyone around him. his younger brother, his closest friends, and even izana.

and maybe it skipped past him. maybe he'd passed it on to someone else without knowing.

but he's never felt it for himself.

so now he sits beside you, beating himself up because he's got no fucking clue how to make you feel better for even five minutes.

but then he remembers

he stands up with a start, cupping your cheeks with a smile like he's just solved world hunger.

"i've got this really amazing idea. wanna try it?" he questions, wanting your consent for it.

you look at him a bit confused, before nodding at him slightly.

and then he's running to his car with you in his arms.

-

you fall asleep on the way to his house, and wake up in his comfortable bed.

the sheets are warm and fluffy, and smell like his laundry detergent and his natural scent.

it's only after you let out your fifth yawn is when you realize you're in here alone.

the lights are off and his orange lava lamp is on in the corner to give a bit of a hue in the room.

you climb out of bed and venture out of the room to find ran.

he's in the kitchen beside rindou, both of them stirring a huge pot with giddy grins.

the sight warms your heart almost immediately.

as if he senses you, ran whips around and gives you a huge smile.

"good morning gorgeous." ran calls, waving his hand for you to come over to him.

you listen, adjusting your self you walk over to the brothers.

ran gives you a kiss to your cheek and rindou bumps your hip with his own as a greeting.

you assume he doesn't hug you because of the amount of flour he had all over him.

ran shares the same reasoning, also being the one stirring the pot while rindou adds the dough.

"what are you guys making?" you question, trying to see from your tippy toes.

rindou nudges your head away with his elbow and ran laughs at the action, before looking at you.

"don't worry, babe. it's a surprise. how about you go ahead and freshen up? you'll know when it's ready." ran suggests.

you nod, going back upstairs and into ran's personal bathroom.

there was already a fresh change of clothes sitting on the counter and a few of your skin and body care items.

you know you used up the last of it when you were here, so he probably ran to the store while you were asleep.

turning to the bathtub, you realize it was full with bubbles and warm-hot water.

a plate of strawberries sliced into hearts sat on a plate nearby with a letter reading 'enjoy yourself, love you'

your heart swoons with the thought of how thoughtful your boyfriend could be to you.

-

when you finished, you got dressed in the hoodie ran had left and the pair of sweats that were definitely rindou's.

but you didn't mind, you were comfy anyway.

you walk downstairs only to find rindou and ran placing the food into a bowl.

it seemed to be soup, which was good because of the decreasing temperature outfit.

"what kind of soup is it?" you questioned, walking up to the brother's with a slightly intrigued look.

ran ushers you to the couch, following behind with your bowls.

rindou was in front of the two of you with his own bowl, trying to claim his seat before ran did.

"it's chicken soup. comfort soup. i don't know." rindou answers for you, shrugging and sitting in the seat before ran could try.

you don't miss the curse that leaves ran's mouth, before turning on the lights just a little bit.

he had gone as far as to decorate the living room too.

it had little fairy lights hanging around, along with another one of his lava lamps.

comfortable blankets hung from the back of the couch, along with a little heater in the corner that warmed the room a bit.

though because of it's size, it barely did a good job.

the tv was already on netflix, and the remote was placed next to you once you sat.

"this is so sweet of you. thank you." you say to the brothers, flashing them a quick smile.

rindou makes a 'pssh' sound before waving you off and tucking a nonexistent hair behind his ear.

ran laughs, before pulling you closer to him. "of course. eat your soup before it gets cold." ran suggests.

you nod, and began to eat it.

it had potatoes, chicken, carrots, a bit of sweet potato (rindou isn't a fan, so there's only really little chunks), and dumplings.

"when did you learn how to make this?" you ask curiously, putting on your favorite movie.

the two brothers look at each other, silently counting.

"about.. 4 years ago. rindou's first therapy session." ran explained, making rindou snicker.

"yeah. thank goodness he had enough practice. it was so bad the first time." rindou teased, looking at his brother.

ran's face flushed a bit, as he attempted to shrug off rindou's teasing.

"in my defense, it was my first time cooking." ran scoffed, looking at you with a smile.

rindou shakes his head almost immediately, putting his soup onto the coffee table in front of him.

"nuh uh. he was cooking for a year before that. and still couldn't cook!" rindou exclaims, laughing.

ran placed his soup down as well, before whipping his head around to look at his younger brother.

rindou gives him a smug little 'what' look, ready for whatever ran was about to throw at him.

the two begin to bicker, making you giggle and pay more attention to them (and your soup) instead of the tv.

as they argue playfully, you realize how at home you feel with the two being around you.

and it makes you happier knowing that these two you do anything for you, as a girlfriend and a sister.

[lovekz]

what does he have that I don’t?

syn -> rindou is in shambles after you reject him.

warnings : heartbroken, rindou has low self esteem, angst, no happy ending, not proofread

-

“I’m sorry, I don’t like you like that.”

six words rindou dreaded hearing.

he stood before you, holding a basket of your favorite things and a stupid teddy bear.

just to hear those words leave your mouth.

embarrassment settles in before heartbreak does.

he’d gone all out, gone to all your favorite places and even got advice from ran.

to hear you say those words, and watch your face make that goddamn expression.

it looked like you were disgusted with him, just a little bit.

the basket hangs by his thigh, rindou unable to swallow.

“I-I have a boyfriend already.” you whispered to him, moving closer.

he stops you in his tracks when he tosses the basket into the sidewalk.

the bear is now dirty, and the sweets scatter all over the floor.

the candle shattered into pieces.

rindou walks away. the walk of shame, he thinks.

he can hear you calling after him, but he doesn’t turn around for you.

why didn’t he know you had someone?

why had everyone always been so much better than him each time?

he walked all the way home in silence, and even then he slouched on the doorstep.

he couldnt go inside.

ran would tease the absolute shit out of him.

-

“rindou! come out!” ran called, banging on his brother’s door.

when rindou made it in the house, he went straight to his room and didn’t come out until he had to pee or brush his teeth.

and shower, of course.

ran wasn’t sure if he was eating, or what had happened.

but he got a pretty good idea when he realized you had stopped coming over.

you rejected him, and you weren’t nice about it.

in his eyes at least.

rindou won’t respond, won’t even make a noise.

after his shower, he’d just sit in his bed and stare at his torn up room.

wondering why he couldn’t be better and what was wrong with him.

what made you give him that look?

was he ugly? did he have boogers?

or was it just his face that was so unattractive that you possibly lied?

ran had given up trying to reach rindou after a few days, letting mope in his room by himself.

but today, ran was actually leaving the house.

a few knocks on his door caught his attention, not like he cared though.

he won’t leave.

“I don’t know if you’re awake rin.. but I’m going to izana’s house. you’ll have the house to yourself. I’ll bring you back food if you want?” ran suggested.

when he didn’t receive a response, ran sighed and began walking down the steps.

a door opening caught his attention, making the older turn around.

rindou was standing there, dressed with his hands stuffed in his pockets.

him being in pajamas was besides the point.

“can I come with you?” rindou asked quietly.

if ran knew inviting him to izana’s house would get him out the room, he would’ve done it ages ago.

-

when they get there, izana immediately beams at the sight of rindou.

“dude where’ve you been? I’ve been texting and calling.” izana complains, letting them in.

rindou doesn’t respond to him, immediately walking into the living room and sitting in the free seat next to kakucho.

izana’s brothers, mikey and shinichiro, were sitting on the couch playing cod.

rindou gives a short greeting, and offers a fist bump to kakucho.

ran slouches on the floor beside izana, having idle conversation about something rindou doesn’t bother to understand.

it’s only when izana finishes talking, he notices his brothers.

“what the hell? why are you playing my game?!” izana complains, looking at the two.

“just chill izana. I’m gonna get off when my girl gets here.” mikey says idly, never looking away from the game.

kakucho had only given shinichiro the controller so he could try.

izana rolls his eyes and slouches in his seat, complaining lowly under his breath.

the door bell rings loudly and mikey launches the controller at izana, who catches it.

the boy damn near dies going to open it, a big smile on his face.

rindou hears the two talking, before the conversation grows louder.

although his attention is on the tv, he knows your voice pretty well.

your supposed boyfriend was mikey, izana’s brother.

and of course, you notice him desperately hiding in kakucho’s shadow.

“rindou?” you call quietly, blinking to see if you’d seen correct.

he nods, not offering you a glance or a greeting.

he doesn’t know if his heart could handle it.

“you guys know each other?” mikey asks, looking between the two of you.

“no.” “yes.” the two of you say in sync, rindou’s heart swelling even more.

you look upset that rindou had claimed he hadn’t known you, which he obviously has.

izana had put two and two together, sitting next to ran and nudging him with his jaw on the floor.

everyone knew the two of you knew each other, except for mikey himself.

“we know each other. can I talk to you for a sec?” you say, a hint of hurt in your voice.

rindou sighs quietly, before stepping outside to talk with you.

ran calls for a group huddle immediately.

-

the two of you sit outside, waiting for one another to speak.

though rindou doesn’t have anything to say.

you sigh, taking a deep breath and being the bigger person.

“where have you been?” you start off, looking at him from your knees.

“been home.” rindou responds, not too interested in the conversation.

you squint your eyes in confusion.

you had been over to the haitani house multiple times and never got a response from him.

it was always ran answering or no one at all.

“I’ve been calling. and visiting you.” you explain, frowning a bit.

“phones dead.” rindou shrugs, leaning back into the seat and rocking it back and forth.

not only had rindou broken his charger, but he broke his phone after realizing.

it was one of the many reasons he hasn’t answered anyone’s texts or calls.

though even if it wasn’t broken, he’s sure he’d just watch it ring like he did on the first day.

he didn’t wanna upset you with his face again

“why did you say you don’t know me?” you questioned, growing aggravated.

“cause I don’t.” rindou responds, still sounding uninterested.

but the more you listen, it doesn’t sound like he’s uninterested.

it sounds like he isn’t there, emotionally or mentally.

maybe even physically, but you weren’t sure.

“don’t you have a sentence to say? not two or three words?” you scoff, looking at him more offended than you ever have.

“what does he have that I don’t?” rindou questions, finally growing aggravated with you.

you stay silent, looking at rindou with shock.

it was the first time tonight he had looked at you, and he looked like he was in pain.

he definitely wasn’t as there as you thought he was before this.

he looked faded, like he wasn’t paying attention.

and maybe he wasn’t.

“rin-“ “what is it? does he treat you better? does he dress better? is he funnier? huh?” rindou cuts you off, listing things.

he was rambling now.

talking about mikey’s haircut, his bike, his gang, his face shape, his height, anything that could come to mind.

only you realize that he started to cry in the middle of it.

you had really hurt his feelings, just by saying a few words and making a face.

he stops in the middle of, hiding his face in his hands.

you rub his back as he cried, not sure of what else to do to help him.

“how long have you been together?” rindou asks, curious and having a clear enough head.

“..a month, but I’ve known him since september.” you whisper, sniffing to yourself.

rindou nodded, standing up from his seat.

“I have loved you for a year, seven months, and ten days. you’ve only known him for two.” rindou states, not sparing you a glance.

he doesn’t wait for a response, beginning to walk back into the house.

you grab his arm, stilling him in his spot. you didn’t want him to go.

“are you okay rindou?” you questioned, frowning at his facial expression.

he looked completely gone.

he pauses for a minute, before snatching his arm out of your desperate hands.

“your boyfriend is waiting.” rindou says, before walking back into the house and leaving you outside.

the breeze picks up, making you wonder if you made the right choice.

-

when rindou walks in the house, he’s alone.

emma’s in the kitchen, stirring something in a new pot.

she wasn’t there when rindou walked in the first time, but he couldn’t be sure.

he had his head down to look at his shoes and count his steps.

she notices him immediately though, beaming a smile at him.

“hey rindou. heard you weren’t feeling well, so I’m making soup.” emma says, gesturing to the pot.

rindou nods, offering her a smile. “thank you emma, but you don’t have to.” rindou replied.

emma shakes her head and shoos him away.

she reminds him of his mother sometimes when she does little things like this.

rindou makes his way upstairs to izana’s room, ignoring the eyes watching him from the living room.

it was mikey, rindou realized. but it hadn’t mattered.

rindou knew he didn’t stand a chance.

when he makes it to izana’s room, they were all laying around relaxing.

“oh hey rin. how’d it go?” kakucho said, looking up at him.

rindou shrugs, dropping on the floor next to izana.

izana nudges him playfully, shooting him a smile.

“em’s making that soup you like.” izana saids, wiggling his shoulders.

“I know.” rindou says, leaning his head back a bit.

ran doesn’t say anything, sprawled out on izana’s bed with his hands folded over his stomach.

and it’s best that he doesn’t.

“don’t worry rin. 10 years from now, she’s gonna have five kids and be miserable.” izana says, nudging him again.

the sound of it makes rindou chuckle.

he’ll just have to pray he can get over you.

[lovekz]

the house is silent

syn -> you let your thoughts get to you after a bad day, and rindou helps bring you back to your senses.

warnings : degrading, reader has a bad day, not proof read,

note : i didn't even realize the changes i made to this didn't save, so i had to write them over. sorry if the last part didn't make much sense before.

stepping into the dim house, you take your shoes off and close the door behind you.

the house is silent

you can only hear the sound of your accelerating breath.

the hallway light sits on, dimmed just a bit so you would be able to maneuver through the house.

the kitchen nightlight was always a bit too dark.

but now that you were alone, in this room, you had time to your thoughts.

and you didn’t like that.

you slid down the door, covering your ears and placing your head into your lap.

it was quiet, so now you could finally hear yourself and think.

your day had been the worst yet.

your boss constantly belittled you because of something you weren’t at fault for, and you’d forgotten lunch.

then the increasing issue of your feet getting blisters because of the heels you apparently have to wear.

your coat had a hole in the side, leaving you shivering after some guy got his fishing rod stuck onto it.

who even carries as fishing rod on the train.

doesn’t make it any better that the cramping in your stomach increased by the hour.

you didn’t let any of those things bother you, your conscious reminding you that you were a grown woman in a public place.

but now that you were home, everything finally hit you.

the house was silent, but your thoughts were loud.

loud and horrible enough to replay every bad thing that happened to you.

you press your hands onto your ears even more, trying to shut everything out.

you don’t realize you’re crying until there’s a puddle seeping through your dress.

the white dress that had a spaghetti stain thanks to your boss’s wife.

now the stain would begin to stain your skin.

you let the fabric go and sniffle, resting your head on your arms.

a voice shakes you out of your thoughts, making you lift your head up.

“honey?” a gruff voice calls from the hallway, footsteps approaching slowly.

you curse quietly, trying to fix yourself up even a little bit.

but it wouldn’t work, because rindou made it to the steps before you could move.

he frowned in confusion, looking at you.

when he realizes the state you’re in, he rushed down the steps and over to you.

“shit- what happened? why are you on the floor by the door?” rindou questioned immediately, helping you up.

the minute he asked, you start bawling your eyes out.

rindou anticipates this, and holds you close to him for support.

he doesn’t care if the now wet stain was staining his skin as well.

he cared more about how you felt, why you were sobbing endlessly in his arms.

he moves the both of you over to the couch, turning the lamp on behind him.

to him, it was too late to turn on the living room light.

he waits for you to be coherent, to properly tell you about your day in a way he'd understand.

and then you tell him.

from the paperwork, to the lunch, to the horrible stain on your dress, to your aching toes, to the fat hole in your coat.

and rindou listens.

he let's your shaky voice fill the house, only letting the room recognize him by his breaths.

when you finish, rindou holds you and ponders on the next move.

what does he tell you, what do you need to hear from him to get you out of bed tomorrow?

for once in his life, he doesn't have anything to say in response, but he knows you feel like the world is against you.

and he's here to prove you wrong with one statement.

"i love you." he gets out, muttering it into your shoulder.

and the house grows silent once more.

there are no signs of your shaky breath, no signs of the crickets listening in outside, and no signs of rindou.

the two of you exist, silently.

and it's only when your hand falls out of his, is when he realizes the most heart retching thing.

you had cried yourself to sleep in his arms.

rindou frowns, lifting you into his arms from the bottom of your thighs and heads upstairs.

he holds you like if he doesn't, you'll fall from the universe and rindou won't know what to do.

he walks into the bathroom first, taking your dress off and resting you against the tub.

he leaves one arm to your back, and another to grab a washcloth with some soap.

you don't budge the entire time, staying asleep.

he washes your stomach, under your breasts, the pits of your arms, and the bottoms of your feet.

a proper bath can happen when you wake up tomorrow.

when he finishes, he uses the hose to rinse you off with the softest setting the hose has.

rindou dries you up with your towel, freshly washed from earlier.

he wipes any makeup you have on and do your nightly routine for you, before pressing a kiss to the corner of your lips.

the time is 1:47 when he rests you in bed, one of his shirts covering your body.

you shouldn't have to come home this late, and then have to wake up in the next 5 hours to leave once more.

and rindou will gladly fix that for you.

-

your alarm goes off, shaking you awake.

the breakdown from last night was still heavy on your shoulders, weighing you down in bed.

but life goes on, so you roll over and shut the alarm off before it wakes the sleeping rindou beside you.

before you can climb out of bed, rindou pulls you back towards him and hums quietly.

"good morning." he mumbles into your neck gruffly, rubbing the side of your thigh.

a smile graces your face as you place your hand over his.

"let go, i don't wanna be late." you whisper, pushing his hand onto his stomach softly.

you get up, swinging your legs off the side of the bed with a long stretch.

rindou lets out a small laugh, before placing the same hand onto your stomach and pulling your back.

"you're already late, my love. stay with me, i'm worried." rindou says to you, sitting up.

you look at the time and frown at rindou's tempting, but true words.

rindou had set your alarm for eight o clock, so you wouldn't leave the house.

as wrong as you knew it was, you gave in and leaned into him.

"now.. how about we get you a bath and help those blisters? then we can talk about breakfast." rindou mutters sweetly, massaging your hips.

you nod, closing your eyes and smiling.

-

after you bath, rindou makes you breakfast and wraps your feet comfortably.

he stood in the kitchen, mixing the batter for pancakes as you watched a show on his laptop.

"so izana's opening another office." rindou starts, giving you a slight glance.

you nod, turning your show down a bit to give him your full attention.

"is it that building a couple blocks down?" you question, resting your head on your palm.

"yeah actually. it's to support the supplies for the nfo organization." rindou explains, adding just a bit of cinnamon sugar.

you hum in acknowledgement, not exactly knowing what to say or where to put your input.

so you let it rest on your tongue, waiting for rindou's response.

"izana says he needs someone to help him out, but i told him my hands were full. said i'd ask you." rindou continues.

now, he isn't even facing you or trying to look at you.

but he did place the batter down and turned the stove on a lower heat, waiting to hear from you.

you sigh, running your hands over the cool marble of the counter.

"i don't know if i can handle that." you reply quietly, leaning back to get more comfortable in your seat.

"it's just like the job you have now, but less responsibility. izana wouldn't overwork you." rindou says, immediately turning to you.

his eyes were full of hope, arms now resting on the counter to support his own weight.

you knew where this was coming from.

last night.

rindou was more worried than you believed, and didn't think you should work at the place anymore.

but the pay was sufficent enough for you, which is why you stayed.

"if you take it, you can be closer to emma." rindou bribes teasingly, making you laugh.

he didn't want to pressure you to take the job, but he knew this was something you deserved.

so when he slid you izana's number, you had called him immediately when going to the other room.

rindou cheered to himself, glad to get you out of the predicament you were in.

just when he was about to start making the pancakes, his phone buzzed.

[10:19am] ran -_- : yo u up yet?

[10:19am] rin ;) : ye wsp [10:20am] rin ;) : she took the job just now !

[10:24am] ran-_- hearted rin ;)'s message

[10:24am] ran -_- : cool cool, proud of her [10:25am] ran -_- : business is done 4 u, she should recieve a apology from him n the wife when she comes in

[10:25am] rin ;) : judging by the cheery conversation she n izana r having, she won't be returning

[10:26am] ran -_- : even better [10:26am] ran -_- : come over tn, miss you guys sm

rin ;) hearted ran -_-'s message

[10:28am] rin ;) : lmao we'll b there, gtg [10:28am] rin ;) : gotta make my lady her breakfast

[10:29am] ran -_- : you never made me breakfast.. :(

[10:30am] rin ;) : stfu

you walk back into the kitchen with a grin, showing rindou the text message izana had sent.

it was your schedule starting up in a couple weeks. you still get paid even though the building should've been finished next week.

"i got the job." you squealed, hugging rindou tightly around his waist.

rindou laughs a bit, before turning around and hugging you back.

"so proud of you. how about we go see ran tonight and you can tell him everything?" rindou suggests, tilting his head.

you nod immediately, pulling away from the hug just a bit to be able to look rindou in his eye.

"i would love that. i actually miss him, we have so much to catch up on." you explain, taking a seat on the counter.

the entire time, you told rindou everything that you would have to tell ran.

and he listened, holding your hand and kissing the back of it every now and then.

although the house is silent, it's full of love from your boyfriend.

[lovekz]

turn up friday

syn -> it’s rindou’s birthday, and you make sure he smiles at least twice today

warnings : slight angst to fluff, rindou is a birthday princess, ran is a travel model, a bit of dark humor, rindou and ran have a leopard gecko named freya, a bit suggestive

note : happy birthday to rindou! ts is so late and short tho i swear

-

the clock hit twelve, signaling the beginning of a new day.

a very special day.

it was now rindou’s birthday, and he was sitting at his kitchen counter.

in silence.

for the first time in years, rindou has gone into his birthday in an empty home.

no friends to come see him, no brother to smash five different cakes in his face.

nothing.

but him and his lizard.

freya, her name was.

it was a gift from him to ran for his birthday, but he gave it back when he would go overseas.

so freya was with him 90% of the time.

rindou sighed quietly in frustration, lifting himself to his feet and making his way to his room.

humming the tune to ‘happy birthday’ with freya’s fast little legs chasing behind.

before he could make it his doorbell rang about 5 times at once.

rindou pauses in his steps, before resting his hand on the floor.

freya climbs up his arm and rests on his shoulder.

he walks to the front door and opens it, eyes widening immediately.

“happy birthday!” you practically scream, holding dozens of bags.

and that was so you.

screaming when everyone was well into their beds asleep.

it only happened when you were really excited to see your boyfriend though.

rindou couldn’t even stop his smile.

“what are you doing out so late by yourself? come in.” rindou says, tugging you in.

not hard enough for freya to fly off his shoulder.

you place the bags down onto the counter, refusing to let rindou touch any of them.

it was his birthday, you didn’t mind doing the work for once.

“I can’t let you be by yourself in your birthday, honey. it’s bad enough you went into it by yourself.” you sighed, pressing a kiss to his jaw.

rindou’s heart swoons immediately at your words.

he knew you probably rushed over here to come greet him on his birthday.

“now let’s go to bed. we can open these tomorrow.” you insisted, taking freya from him and guiding him to his room.

he couldn’t wait to see what you had in store

-

and it was exactly how he wanted to spend it.

you make him breakfast first thing in the morning, pancakes and hashbrowns.

he wasn't a big breakfast person, but that was more than enough to give him a big smile for the day.

then the two of you sat on the couch, opening all of his gifts.

you got him new cologne, one of his favorite albums on a vinyl, a snack basket, and a new video game.

he also received other gifts from his friends and his brother in the form of text messages (and cashapp).

raaan sent $200 : srry i cant make it :( happy birthday you shit

shionneedsmoney sent $1.72 : treat urself 2 smth nice bday princess

izanakok sent $50 : ty for not kys, check ur emails (he pre-ordered the new spider-man 2 for him)

kakuchopp sent $2 : you can get the rest when i get paid, happy birthday rindou.

kakuchopp sent $98.23 : nvm js take my bank account i feel bad

rindou was happy from all the gifts he received from his friends, also receiving gifts in the mail and people dropping things off.

now the sun was getting ready to go down, and the two of you pushed the cushions together to create a big bed.

rindou was scrolling through netflix, trying to figure out what he wanted to watch while you ordered food.

you apologized for not being able to get him a cake, but he really didn't care.

you were right next to him in his arms, nothing else mattered.

unless you were offering yourself as the cake, in which he would never refuse that.

now the two of you were about ten minutes into peppermint, holding hands under the fluffy pink blanket you left here.

rindou goes to open his mouth to say something, but gets interrupted by a door being thrown open.

the front door.

"honey i'm home!" ran yelled, holding a pastel blue two tiered cake.

rindou shoots up out of his seat, eyes wide as he stares his brother down in shock.

freya gets scared from this, and ducks under your blanket and in between your hands.

rindou launches himself over the couch and ran immediately places the cake onto the table.

the brothers share a tight hug, rindou crying in his arms.

his big brother was here in the flesh, right in front of him, for his birthday.

kakucho and shion walk in, holding bags of food in their hands.

everyone frees their hands and gets up to hug him, even shion who was recording.

he truly felt blessed.

- bonus -

ran laid out the cakes that he bought with him, a cheeky grin on his face.

you giggled, standing next to him.

rindou was in the bathroom, getting ready for the photo shoot ran promised him.

“everybody grab one.” ran ordered quietly, grabbing the blue cake.

you grab the yellow one, kakucho grabs the green one, and shion grabs the red one.

rindou walks out of the bathroom, fixing the white shirt he had on with white suit pants.

rindou looks to his left, and ran is already smashing the blue cake into his face.

not hard enough to make it hurt though.

everyone follows behind, smashing cake into his face with big grins and cheeky giggles.

when you all finished, you screamed happy birthday at the top of your lungs.

rindou rolls his eyes, licking the icing off the corner of his lip. he should've anticipated this.

"okay lets do your photo shoot, and then clean up. drinks on me!" ran yells, holding a bottle of wrap & nephew and hennesy.

now that was rindou's type of party.

he can beat ran up later, right now it was his birthday and he was with his favorite people.

people who would do anything for him.

rindou's pics came out something like these -> link link link

[lovekz]

hot girl shit

syn -> your girls convince you to go out after one too many failed nightstands.

warnings mention of sex, hina is the dom in the relationship, ran and rindou own a club, attempted drugging, cunnilingus, mating press, emma and draken have a funny relationship, jokes, lengthy fic

-

you laid in bed, head resting on your arms as your lower half remained in the air.

the male behind you was still panting, trying to catch his breath.

embarrassing.

the guy had talked a big game on the two man you went on, but obviously couldn't prove it.

he probably nutted twice and you hadn't even gotten half way there.

you jumped lightly as he slapped your ass, before moving on to the bathroom.

you rolled over onto your back, before frowning and picking up your phone.

girls on film !!

[9:26] you : coconut : 2 | me : 0

[9:26pm] em : lmaoo no fucking way [9:27pm] em : join the ft

[9:28pm] hina : its cs we hyped him up to much..

[9:28pm] zu : literally

[9:29pm] you : hold on i gotta walk him out mmcht.

[9:30pm] em, zu, and hina 'haha'd your message

facetime 3 people active

you join the call as you toss on your sleep shirt, walking out of your room and turning your phone down.

"see ya gorgeous. call me okay?" he winked, making it to your front door.

you offer him a smile, deciding not to respond to that.

god knows you'll never be calling him again.

you closed the door behind him, listening to him walk away before letting out an exhausted sigh.

the girls began cackling from your phone immediately, making you roll your eyes.

"no way he asked you to call him!" emma howled, squeezing her bottle so hard the water began to spray.

you can hear her boyfriend's loud 'emma!' from across the room, making everyone else laugh.

"you better stop making a mess before daddy draken gets mad~" yuzuha snickered, pushing her face into the camera.

you took a seat on your couch, leaning back with a light sigh.

"okay this isn't about us. you alright honey? you want something off uber eats?" yuzuha asked, propping up her camera with a frown.

"a man who can fuck and eat pussy." you grumbled, looking at the camera while batting your eyelashes.

yuzua scratched her temple with a queasy smile, before clearing her throat.

"food babe, not a miracle." yuzuha replied, tucking a hair behind her ear with a smile.

you roll your eyes, before laying on your stomach.

the girls in the call noticed how bummed out your were and stayed silent, before hina spoke up.

"if it makes you feel better, takemichi tried put his thumb in my butt last night." hina said, looking away from the camera embarrassed.

emma started snickering, while yuzuha looked completely shocked.

"no way." you giggled, sitting up to pay attention to the phone.

hina let out a loud sigh before nodding, making emma burst into laughter again.

you could see yuzuha's face leave the camera as she was hunched over, giggling into her side.

"we were getting real into it, and he tried to slip it in. so suddenly we weren't fucking, but fighting." hina groaned in embarrassment.

emma's loud and dramatic laughter didn't make it better as she began banging on the table.

draken makes a comment about nothing ever being that funny.

hina continues to go on and on about her a takemichi having problems in bed while yuzuha buys you food.

eventually, the three of you call it a night and head to sleep.

of course, you decide to stay up a little longer to get off even a little bit.

-

the next morning, you woke up to loud bangs on your door.

you groaned, climbing out of bed and walking towards the front door as they continued.

when you swung it open, you were met with the face of emma and her boyfriend, draken.

"told you she was sleeping." draken sighed, gesturing to you still mid stretch.

emma rolled her eyes and grabbed his hand, walking into your home.

"good morning sunshine. we're here to make you breakfast!" emma said giggly.

you recall her briefly mentioning that when she said she could only put up two dollars towards your food.

you told her it hadn't matter, but she still felt bald.

she pulled out a box of pancake mix and a few other breakfast things, and got to work.

"kenny is just here for support, if that's okay?" emma asked, as if the guy didn't already get comfortable on your couch.

"knock yourself out draken. i'm gonna shower." you said, pointing to the bathroom.

he doesn't hesitate to stuff a throw pillow under his head, in his arms, and grab your firestick remote.

you take a bit of a while in the shower, not that the couple minded.

when you were out and dressed, emma had your breakfast on a plate.

draken was knocked out with octonauts playing on the tv.

your turnip clutched in his hand said everything.

you took a seat at the counter and looked at the plate.

chocolate syrup around the plate read ‘sorry he didn’t make you nut’

you rolled your eyes and looked at emma as she took pictures

she giggled, watching as you smeared the words with your thumb and licked it off.

“we should go out to night. find you a good guy.” emma suggested, leaning over the counter while eating her tater tot.

you ponder over it lightly, chewing your food.

“think so? haven’t gone out properly in a while.” you spoke lightly, taking a sip of your juice.

emma nods, already texting the group chat.

by the noticeable amount of pings, you could only assume everyone was awake and in agreement.

-

once you finished breakfast, the girls took you shopping.

you bought outfits to wear and a new pair of shoes, along with some beautiful jewelry as a gift.

the necklace had your name on it in cursive, while your earrings were diamond studs.

you told them they didn't have to, but they all chipped in previously to buy it for you.

after the shopping trip, emma suggested getting ready at her house because that's where you all were coming back to after tonight.

she didn't want yuzuha throwing up in hakkai's shoes by accident again.

so now here you were, dressed in emma's spare robe while doing your hair in the vanity.

draken was behind you, pressing your mini dress for you.

the material couldn't have heat touch it directly, and none of you wanted to fuck it up.

thankfully, draken over heard emma's loud ass complaint and offered to do it for you.

you thanked him endlessly, before inviting him out to the club with some of his friends and hopping in the shower.

now here you were, almost ready. now you were just waiting to get in the dress.

you touched up on your lashes and applied just a bit more lip gloss to your lips.

"thank you again ken." you smiled, looking at him through the mirror as he stood to his complete height.

he glanced at you, before holding the dress up with a smile.

"it's cool, don't even worry about it." he replied, before handing you the gorgeous dress.

he steps out the room to give you some privacy, leaving you to the soft music in the back.

sure thing by miguel.

you take the robe off and slip into your mini dress, checking yourself out in your full length mirror.

yuzuha steps into the room with a big smile, lashes done to perfection.

she claimed she didn't wanna put falsies on, because she might put them on taiju again.

yeah, she isn't aloud to get drunk often.

"fuck, you look so good." yuzuha cooed, making kissing noises towards you.

you giggle and push her away, fixing your breasts in the dress.

the two of you begin to take pictures in the mirror, posing with grins.

emma peaks in the room with a smile, tapping the knob lightly.

"you guys look good, but we gotta go before kenny doesn't take our pictures." emma teased, before making her way downstairs.

you slipped into your heels and walk downstairs with yuzuha, holding her hand.

when you made it down, draken was already taking pictures of hina by herself on the couch.

she seen you three out of the corner of her eye, before squealing and making room on the couch for everyone.

"huddle in girls and hurry up. inui's already complaining about his curfew." draken chuckles, waving you over.

you all huddle onto the couch and take pictures with hina, before taking some by yourselves.

once everyone was done and you all had pre-gamed, you pilled into emma's g wagon.

draken was the designated driver, so he got in the drivers seat.

you piled in the back with yuzuha and hina, letting emma get in the front because it was her car.

tonight was gonna be fun.

-

by time you reached the club, you could hear rotation by stunna girl blasting from inside.

you showed the bouncer you id's before slipping into the club.

people were already grinding on each other and dancing, drunk as fuck.

you wanted to get like them.

emma must've noticed your gaze, because she places her hand on your shoulder and mouths 'drinks first'.

you nod, following everyone to the bar with a smile.

draken orders a few rounds of shots for you all, including his friends.

you indulge in them, taking a few shots before emma decides to get on the dance floor.

megan thee stallion starts blasting on the speakers, and the dj speaks up.

"if you a hottie, get on the floor!" he yells into the mic.

emma immediately grabs you and drags you onto the floor with yuzuha and hina following behind.

"real hot girl shit!" yuzuha yells, already throwing ass like she has no sense.

you hype her up, before doing the same.

emma knew better, recording and slapping both of your asses.

thank goodness draken was watching over the four of you.

-

after standing on the floor for a couple hours, you got tired of throwing ass on some random strangers.

the boys joined you on the floor after a bit, but now you were ready for another drink.

you took a seat at the bar, before raising your hand. "lemme get a papa smurf!" you called, leaning on the counter a bit.

not too long after, the blue drink is slid your way and you smile, shooting the bartender a wink.

you took a sip, relishing in the slightly sweet drink.

it was nice and cold, with just the right amount of ice in it.

"good choice. papa smurf?" someone questioned out of the blue, now joining beside you.

you look over confused, before you recognized him from earlier.

when the megan the stallion song had finished, some other artist starting playing.

he had came up behind you while you were shaking ass, but you hadn't really minded much.

"yeah. thanks." you replied, not really interested in what he had to say.

he was cute, but so not your type. how would you even look at him in bed?

"i'll have a papa smurf." the guy said, mimicking your order.

you had finished yours almost immediately, standing up from your seat with a small sigh.

before you could walk away, you felt your wrist being grabbed.

"hey. i got you another." he informed, holding the drink up to you with a smile.

you glanced at him and the drink, before shooting him a warm smile.

his grip seemed to ease up on you, so you pulled your hand away slowly.

"thanks, but i gotta get back to my girls." you giggled politely, before trying to walk away again.

but his faster.

he snatches you back and suddenly you're in your seat, the blue drink in front of you.

"drink up. it won't take long." he cooed, resting his head on his palm.

before you could curse him out, your chair was spun the other way and the blue drink was no longer in front of you.

but all over the guy.

you got ready to thank draken for the umpteenth time tonight, knowing that was something he would do.

but the voice that came after let you know that that was not your friend's boyfriend.

"next time, how about you try to drug me?" the guy spat, before effectively punching him in his nose.

the music had gotten louder around you, and you could only assume it was the level of the overwhelming feeling you felt.

you felt dizzy, standing to your feet and glancing around you.

why couldn't you see your friends?

"hey. are you okay?" the guy asked worriedly, placing his hands on your shoulders.

he was dressed in a fancy and expensive outfit, suit and tie must've been freshly tailored.

you don't get to respond, because he's already guiding you through the crowd and into an elevator.

you lean onto him for support, frowning big. that was embarrassing, but you had him to thank.

when the elevator stopped, you were guided to a couch and handed a bottle of water.

you took a sip, leaning your head back with a sigh.

"thank you, but where are we? vip?" you questioned, closing your eyes.

"my office, actually. i'm ran, one of the owners of the club." the man said, making you open your eyes and sit up with a start.

the owner of the club had saved you? and he was hot?!

he hand long hair that was pulled into a low bun, strands falling out.

his jacket was off and around you, letting you see his toned body though his shirt a bit.

it also revealed the tattoo that traced half of his body.

"sorry if you're uncomfortable. had to get you out so you could think, but i didn't want you to think you were kicked out." he informed, slightly panicked.

you shoot him a smile, fixing your posture and taking another sip of the water.

"it's okay, thank you. my night is completely ruined though." you sigh, rubbing your temples.

you hear him walk away, then a loud rolling noise started until it stopped in front of you.

he was now sitting in front of you in his chair.

"i'm sorry. how can i help fix that?" ran questioned, tilting his head in a comforting manner.

you snort quietly, before standing up and stretching your tired limbs.

"unless you can get me a guy that can give real good head, it's out of your hands." you shrugged, fixing your dress.

ran chuckles, before leaning back in his seat.

"i don't think it's out of my hands yet, honey. you clean?" ran grins, holding your hand softly and tugging you closer.

you nod hesitantly, letting him guide you into his lap.

was he actually offering to give you head right now? or were you really drunk?

-

you had no idea what you were getting yourself into.

many minutes have passed and you were now laid back on ran's desk, ankles practically touching your ears.

you let out a extremely loud moan when he begins to suck hard on your swollen bud.

he had given you two orgasms, and was now trying to coax a third out of you.

"third times a charm" ran grinned, slapping your pussy in delight after losing his shirt.

he claimed that he wanted you to squirt before he stuffed his cock inside of you.

and boy was he big.

he was a good eight and a half inches long, and it was thick.

just the tip would have you squirming on the slightly uncomfortable wood you were on top of.

ran pulls away, before rubbing your clit harshly.

"come on pretty girl. i feel it. give it to me." ran cooed, looking into your eyes.

you moaned out, moving your hand from underneath your thigh to catch his own.

it was back to it's original place though, ran giving you a harsh slap on your thigh.

"isn't this what you asked for sweetheart? don't try to stop me now." ran chuckled, before leaning back down and licking your slit.

he began eating you out like a starved man, shaking his head and humming into your sloppy pussy.

you bucked your hips as best as you could, feeling your climax coming quick.

you grab onto ran's hair, feeling him moan into you as you face fucked him.

you let go of him in exchange for grabbing onto the corner for his desk as you squirt heavily onto his face.

ran keeps his mouth open for you, catching some of it in his mouth with a hefty groan.

when you finish, he stands up and leans over you, pressing sweet kisses on your lips.

it was as if you had known each other, but you knew you didn't.

ran's hair had completely fallen out of the bun, so it hovered over you as well.

it let you focus on nothing but him and his face.

he slipped himself inside of you slowly, gritting his teeth and rubbing your clit.

"fuck- how are you still so tight?" ran groaned, squeezing your waist with his free hand.

you moan in response, pressing a hand to his abs.

he slides into you all the way, feeling your pussy clench around him immediately.

ran makes sure to give you sometime, before he starts pounding into you.

the table is rocking and making a horrible screeching noise, but you could care less.

this was what you were looking for.

someone to put you before themselves and give you the time of your fucking life.

"right there!" you cry out, pulling him down closer to you and tossing your head back.

ran angles himself to repeatedly hit that spot, moaning something unsensible in your ear.

you don't ignore the way his cock throbs inside of you, and you know your tightness brings him closer to the edge.

after a few more thrusts, you're squirting all over ran's abdomen and all over his floor again.

ran has to pull out immediately, stroking himself until his cums on your thighs.

the two of you pant, trying to catch your breath as you stare at each other.

"now that.. was good." you grinned, letting him clean his nut off of you and hand you a cool water bottle.

it must've been the same one, because you didn't finish yours.

"glad i could make your night out better." ran says, pressing a soft kiss to your sensitive pussy.

you giggle as he pulls your dress back on and lifts you over the puddle of your release.

once you're both dressed, you gasp and look at the time.

two in the morning.

you haven't called or texted draken!

"shit!" you cursed, fixing your dress and searching the room.

"i gotta call my friend's boyfriend. he's gonna be pissed." you groaned, knowing he has work tomorrow and you were supposed to be gone by 1:30 the latest.

ran hands you his phone instead with a calm look.

you thank him silently and begin calling, walking around the room in slight distress.

the phone rings twice before he answers.

"hello? ran?" ken says in slight annoyance, and you glance at ran in slight confusion.

however they knew each other didn't matter now, you had to let him know you were okay.

"it's me. i'm okay, and upstairs. did you guys leave?" you questioned in a hurry, scratching your neck.

draken lets out a sigh of relief, muttering to someone in the back ground that she's 'fine and not totally dead'.

"we haven't left. we were looking for you. we're gonna leave like- right now though so scurry your ass down here." ken says quickly, before yelling in the background.

probably at emma. she couldn't handle her liquor to save her life.

you say a short 'okay' before hanging up.

you quickly type in your phone number and look at ran, who was wiping your juices off his face.

"i have to go." you smile sweetly and hand him his phone back.

he nods, letting you press a kiss to his cheek as he gives you a light squeeze on the ass.

you skip off downstairs, not noticing the cool air on your pussy.

your panties were in ran's pocket.

-

when you made it downstairs. draken was standing by the dj booth.

you skipped through the crowd and made it to him, smiling warmly.

him and the dj seemed to be catching up when you tapped draken on the arm.

draken turned around, before giving you a smile.

"there she is. thanks again, rindou." draken says, giving the man a fist bump in which he returns.

rindou nods, before pointing to you with slightly bruised and bloody knuckles.

what the hell was he doing?

"sorry again about that incident. next time you come, you can get the vip floor and drinks on the house." rindou informs, shooting you a warm smile.

"thank you so much!" you beamed, before following draken out of the booth.

when you made it to the car with the other girls and mitsuya, you were smiling big.

emma practically screamed, before dragging you into a hug.

"oh my god you're not like- totally dead!" she sobbed, rocking you side to side.

he was definitely talking to emma earlier.

you laugh and hug her back, rocking her side to side as well.

"girl where are your lashes? and your panties?" yuzuha questioned, giggly a bit.

you touched your ass and your eyelashes, before your eyes widened.

shit.

bonus :

the next morning, you sat around on emma's bed with a big grin.

everyone was piled up on their stomachs or leaned in.

even draken, his big body resting against the edge of the bec.

he knew too much to not be put onto the tea with you all.

"and then he showed up and threw the drink all over the guy and punched him. i thought it was ken!" you said, gesturing over to the large male.

"nah i was with hina while she threw her guts out." draken explained, looking at hina who was bashful.

you giggled and held onto emma's bear, feeling like a high schooler again.

"he took me upstairs to like- check on me or whatever. made sure i was good and asked if he could help with anything." you explained, tucking a nonexistent hair behind your ear.

the girls 'oohed' immediately, laughing at your little gesture.

"and i don't kiss and tell, but me? four. him? only one!" you squealed, tossing your head back.

emma erupted into cheers, while hina was shocked. yuzuha was clapping, so proud of you.

draken looked at the four of you confused, completely not understanding the girl talk anymore.

"what does that mean?" draken questioned, resting his head on his forearms.

he knows he heard you guys talk like this before, but never knew what it meant.

everyone paused, looking over at draken who was completely engrossed in your story.

before you could respond, your phone buzzed, making you look over and pick it up immediately.

[12:31pm] ran 💋 : hey, sorry for not texting last night. fell asleep [12:31pm] ran 💋 : think i can take you out to make up for it?

you jumped up immediately, looking at the girls.

"he wants to take me out!" you yelled in excitement, jumping up and down with yuzuha.

draken's question goes unanswered.

[lovekz]

i know you

syn -> taiju knows you a lot more than you thought.

warnings : mentions of period, taiju has no filter, cuddling, taiju is a candy crush fiend

-

“your period is coming.” taiju says out of the blue.

you look away from your phone to look at the bigger man, who was laying on your chest.

his bronze eyes staring into your own.

“what.” you deadpanned, sounding more rude than you had planned.

taiju has always had a free mind, and a free mouth to follow.

he never held back on his thoughts, and always said what first comes to mind.

it got him into a lot of trouble, giving him more bruises and lost relationships.

he’d only recently won over his siblings, who were spending the week with the two of you.

but a lot of times, taiju isn’t lying or playing around.

he’s dead serious.

“your period is coming.” taiju repeated, resting his chin on your chest.

it grows silent, the two of you just staring at each other.

you try to see if he was joking, or if he was going to let out a little laugh from his throat.

but he doesn't. he looks dead serious.

"are you tracking my period again?" you questioned hesitantly, squinting at him.

taiju shook his head and laid his head on your chest once more, closing his eyes.

“then you don’t know that.” you scoffed, looking back at your phone.

taiju kissed his teeth, looking back at you with a light glare.

“I do.” taiju grumbled, rolling off of you to lay on his back.

you sat up, watching as he opened his phone and began playing some game.

it looked like some knock off of candy crush.

yuzuha must've hid the app from him again to get a few levels higher.

“..why do you say that?” you asked him, stifling your laugh.

taiju looks at you, before placing his phone down and sitting up.

you waited for him to get comfortable with his hands and posture, before he began speaking.

“before it comes, your chest and cheeks break out.” taiju began explaining, running his index finger over the red bumps on your chest.

you look down and notice that there are, in fact bumps in your chest.

you tilt your head, gesturing for him to continue.

he begins to lift your shirt to just under your breast, before pressing his hand to your stomach.

“you’re bloated, and we haven’t had much to eat today.” taiju noted, looking at you.

you rolled your eyes, gently moving his much larger hand off you.

"that doesn't prove anything. acne and bloating is normal." you informed, sitting up beside him.

taiju nods, noticing that you had a point.

he put his finger up, a wide grin growing on his facial features.

"that is unless you're carrying my child." taiju jokes, rubbing your stomach teasingly.

you laugh, slapping his hand away from your stomach and leaning back away from him.

taiju follows after, gruff laughter blessing your ears for the first time this morning.

you two laugh for a while, leaning back on the headboard of your bed.

"one day, not today. and my period won't be here for the next two weeks." you say, glancing at your husband.

you climb out of bed and go downstairs to get a glass of water.

you don't miss taiju's little 'that's what you think' before walking out the room.

-bonus-

taiju was at his restaurant in his office with hakkai, filing out some paperwork.

"i really appreciate you for letting us do a shoot here." hakkai says, kicking his feet up on the coffee table.

taiju nods, signing his name for the umpteenth time.

hakkai had visited one of taiju's main restaurants while trying to find a place to do a photoshoot.

taiju happened to be there and hakkai had come to have light conversation with his brother.

but because of the fall decor, hakkai had asked if he could do the shoot here in a few days.

as his brother, his heart was swooning when he heard his siblings actually liked his restaurant.

so of course he said yes.

now he was sitting at his desk with yuzuha hovering over him and clearing everything up, and hakkai in front of him.

his phone buzzed a certain way, letting him know it was you texting his phone.

he glanced at yuzuha, silently asking if he could pick up his phone.

"go ahead. i need a break anyway." yuzuha stretched, dropping on the couch and tossing her legs over hakkai.

taiju nods and picks up his phone, taking his reading glasses off.

[11:28pm] my wife : wyd

[11:28pm] hu-band !! : signing paperwork , are you ok ?

[11:29pm] my wife : sorry, but can you come get me? i bled through my pants really bad n my menstrual is heavy [11:29pm] my wife : it wasn't supposed to be here this early

taiju frowns at the message, before standing up and grabbing his coat.

"hey i have to go get (), emergency. can one of you go pick up flowers and (f/c)?" taiju asked, grabbing his keys.

hakkai nods, putting his thumb up and tossing his head off the side of the couch.

taiju makes his way over to the car quickly, starting it and putting your location into the gps.

[11:32pm] hu-band !! : i'm on my way . stop crying and don't panic .

[11:33pm] my wife : lol how do you know i'm crying?

taiju chuckles, beginning to drive over to you as quickly as possible.

[11:34pm] hu-band !! : because i know you <3

[lovekz]

the rizzler

syn : ran brings his brother to get his hair done. big mistake

warnings : horrible rizz, ran is rindou’s #1 hater, could be seen as chubby reader, ran and rindou act like the true brothers they are, cringey ig

~

“rin!” ran called loudly, dashing up the stairs to his brother’s room.

rindou was in his room with his headphones on, playing his video game with his brand new controller.

he often tunes ran out from his shenanigans because he just can’t stand him sometimes.

also because ran broke his last one by body slamming him into the floor one night.

so ran does the only thing he could to to gain his little brother’s attention.

jump on him and throw all his weight into him.

“ran go away!” rindou groaned, trying to push the elder off him.

but of course, ran is heavier despite his lanky body.

ran giggles, resting more of his weight on top of him with a grin.

rindou shoves him off successfully after giving him a purple nurple, resuming his game.

ran plucks one of the headphones out of his ear just so rindou could hear him.

“I have a hair appointment at 7 and I don’t wanna go alone.” ran sighed, draping himself over the end of rindous bed frame.

ran’s hair grew longer than he could handle by himself, so he began going to the hair salon to get it done.

rindou suggested he cut it, but ran complained that ‘he wasn’t ready to make new memories’

ran doesn’t know Rindou will cut it himself before he turns 25.

“so ask kakucho or mitsuya.” rindou grumbled, squinting his eyes to focus.

ran glared at his brother, before letting out a loud and obnoxious sigh.

“if only I had a brother to go spend time with me while I get my hair done.” ran exclaimed, looking at rindou with a frown.

and ran doesn’t miss the little ‘if only’ that leaves his brother’s mouth as he plays the game.

so he had no choice.

“wow rin! thanks for saying you’ll come! be ready by 6:30 sharp!” ran exclaimed, dashing out the room before rindou could refuse.

-

ran drags his brother into the shop, a big grin on his face.

rindou is wearing wide leg grey sweats and his black hoodie, a disappointed scowl on his face.

he could’ve been at home upping his character level but no.

ran wanted to be annoying today.

“I’m here with a special guest!” ran called out, walking to the back of the room.

there’s shuffling when they get to the seats, and someone pops up from the back door.

“finally! your 10 minutes late ran.” you complained, fixing your apron.

rindou looked up at the feminine voice, locking eyes with you.

you were gorgeous.

the way you stood, your eyes, your teasing smile, and your nose fit just right.

god knew what he was doing when he created you.

“yeah, my brother’s a ipad kid. said he couldn’t come without a sandwich and his ipad.” ran chuckled, nudging him.

you laugh at ran’s little joke, though it wasn’t that funny.

but rindou would replay that joke again and again just to hear your breath taking laugh.

he’s gotta get your number by the end of the night.

“well hi. I’m ran’s stylist. you must be rindou?” you introduced yourself, holding your hand out.

ran has spoken about him? he knows it probably isn’t good, but he’ll shoot his goddamn shot.

he repeats your name slowly in his head, flashing you a smile.

“that’s me. nice to meet you, I love your name. I got you a sandwich as an apology for being late.” rindou replies, giving your hand a light squeeze.

you say a polite thank you and get started on ran’s hair, detangling before beginning to wash.

while you wash his hair, rindou watches from the side.

‘those must be heavy.’ rindou thought to himself, tilting his head.

he imagines you at home with some bad back pain, no help from a strong, flexible man with big strong hands.

“does your back hurt?” rindou questions before he can rethink it again.

you stay silent for a bit, thinking to yourself while you scrub Ran’s scalp.

“uhm.. no not really. I try not to bend too much when I comb through the hair.” you explain, completely oblivious.

rindou sees that you didn't understand or see what he was gesturing towards, so chuckles to himself.

ran understands what was happening, so he shoots rindou a look to tell him stop.

but he was the one that wanted rindou to come, so rindou was going to do whatever he wants.

“I didn’t mean that. I meant your breasts, not to be disrespectful.” rindou says politely, looking at you with doe eyes.

you laugh at that, and rindou’s heart flutters.

one more laugh and he might just have to use the bathroom for a bit.

“sometimes, after a hard day at my jobs.” you respond, not offended at all.

ran’s giving him that look again, and rindou ignores it.

he nods at you, stretching his limbs and leaning back into the seat.

“well I’m really good with my hands, you can let me know if you ever need a massage anywhere.” rindou winks.

ran puts his hand over his face, immediately wanting to send rindou home.

you roll your eyes playfully, and decide not to respond to him.

when you comb out ran’s hair and set him under the dryer with leave in conditioner, you begin eating the sandwich ran mentioned.

rindou kept shifting his eyes over to you, trying to ‘lure you in’ with his body language.

“something you have to say rindou?” you questioned, putting your sandwich down with a sigh.

rindou shakes his head, resting a arm on the armrest of the chair.

“all my pickup lines have been taken. how about you?” rindou asked, tilting his head.

you stifle a laugh, squeezing your eyes shut.

ran begins to play a voice line from spongebob.

“no rindou. I’m not. I'm very much single.” you reply, taking another bite of your sandwich.

he so wants you to moan his name right now.

but rindou doesn’t dare to ask you for that, he simply nods his head and takes a bite of his own sandwich.

he goes to speak, but you stand up and walk over to ran as the dryer dings loudly.

damn ran being annoying and an attention seeker.

ran watches as you walk over to him, lifting the lid off the dryer and gesturing over to the wash station.

you rinse out the conditioner quickly, and take him over to your station.

“how come you’re single?” Rindou questioned, getting closer and sitting in the seat beside ran.

you pause in your movements of combing Ran’s hair, thinking about it lightly.

for a second, you realize you pause so you continue to run the comb through his scalp.

rindou waits for your answer, watching as you contemplate on what to say to it.

“I like my peace. too much toxicity in men right now.” you shrugged, before turning on the blow dryer.

ran was grateful you did, because if he heard rindou say anything more he would have to beat him with his wet hair.

the dryer stays on for a few minutes to dry ran’s hair, before it shuts off all together.

you began combing again and greasing it a little bit.

“you like music?” rindou asks out of the blue, leaning back into the comfortable seat.

you nod shortly, getting your straightener comb and beginning to run it through his hair.

the comb makes a small buzzing noise, filling the silence easily.

“last night I made a playlist of all the hottest singles. sadly you weren’t there.” rindou sighed in annoyance, tossing his hands over his eyes.

you don’t respond, but a loud ‘thump’ resonates through the salon.

the buzzing stops, and rindou peaks his eye open.

ran was standing up out of the seat, glaring at his brother with the cape still around him.

you were snickering to yourself, facing away.

rindou glares back at ran, removing his hands from his face altogether.

“go wait in the car, you sack of shit.” ran said, completely annoyed with all his little brother’s pickup lines.

rindou scoffed and stood up, grabbing his things and beginning to walk to the door.

he didn’t wanna fight his brother in front of you, let alone in a hair salon that you work in.

rindou turned around to flash you a big smile.

“well honey, all my pick up lines are out. but I’ll pick you up at 8 tomorrow! dress nice!” rindou called, before dashing out of the salon before ran could throw the hairspray at him.

you giggled to yourself, kinda glad ran had came with his brother.

-

by time ran finished, rindou was slouched in the seat scrolling through his phone.

he was half asleep with the doors unlocked.

ran got into the driver’s seat, slamming the door to wake him up.

rindou barely flinched, looking over at his older brother with a scowl.

“what the fuck was that in there? since when were you into girls?” ran scoffed, starting the car.

“since forever? what the hell?” rindou replied, sitting up and getting offended immediately.

ran mocks him, before muttering something under his breath.

rindou flips him off, turning to look out of the window as he daydreams about you.

it doesn’t take long to get home, making rindou immediately hop out the car and make his way inside.

he goes upstairs, strips himself of his clothing, and gets right back onto the game.

he makes sure his door is locked so ran can’t barge in again and disturb him.

rindou just hopes ran doesn’t decide to break it down again.

in the middle of his game, rindou gets a text.

he looks down at his phone, squinting in confusion.

[10:47pm] unknown : still up for giving me that massage rin? my back is killing me [10:47pm] unknown : and I can’t do tmrw at 8. maybe breakfast at mine tmrw morning?

rindou’s eyes widened, as he stood up and dropped his brand new controller.

“I got the fucking girl!”

ran heard him from downstairs, immediately making him regret giving you rindou’s number.