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➶ What's your is what's mine

⋅ ˚✮ Bachira Meguru x gn!reader ✮˚ ⋅

ෆ angst/comfort, fluff, one-shot

You groggily woke up to a sleeping Bachira on your chest. You thought about the events of last night as you slowly remembered how it got you in this comfortable situation.

You both were sat on the bed, just basking in the comfort of the silence between you both. It wasn't a usual occurrence due to Bachira's eccentric personality as a never-running-out-of-energy bumble bee that he is.

That was until he rested his forehead in the crook of your neck, breathing in your scent like it was his lifeline. "It's getting loud again" he muttered. You stroked his head, providing a silent comfort for the boy. But it wasn't enough for him.

'What if I lose you too?'

Despite his abundance, the voice still whispers deep inside him— 'What if you can't keep up with me?'

He has so much to give. He knows he's a lot. And that alone cracks his peace. 'What if it's still not enough?'

Can you even handle his monster?

It was getting loud. Too loud for him. Too static, buzzing somewhere deep in his head.

He doesn't know how to communicate, but he knows for sure that...

He just needs to cling to something. To you—even just for a bit. Even if it's only for a while.

His mind is in a different place.

He's frustrated, 'can't I be enough for once?' he tries and it's evident. There's too much going on and he doesn't know where to start, can't he just—

"Meguru" there. Right there, everything goes silent. He gazes at you from the corner of his eyes. He wants to hear more from you.

"It's okay. I'm right here, okay?" Her hands rubbed his back gently. "No matter what it is—I'm all ears, hear me?" her words hushed the static. His heart ached. Did he really deserve all of this?

You cradled the boy in your arms, your thumb drawing little circles on his back. Humming softly to at least keep a sound around.

"Am I too much?" He was finally able to get a hold of himself and spoke up, your actions paused all together. Too much?

"What do you mean 'too much', love?" You questioned. "Are you ashamed of me?" He sounded sullen and out of life, but deep down, word by word stung him.

You quickly cupped his face, "You're never too much, you're enough. And no, I'm not ashamed of you. Why should I even be in the first place?" Her tone was gentle, soothing his nerves on the spot.

He chuckled bitterly, all this for a person like him?

"Meguru, don't even try to question yourself about anything else. You're enough, and you're mine. What else could I even ask for?" You caressed his face, so full of love and comfort. "You're everything I could ask for. Believe me when I say that." You pull him down with you as you lay on the pillows and him landing on your chest. He was a bit surprised by the abruptness of the situation, but caved in. Your fingers were tangled in his locks—circling on his strands, stroking his dark locks. 'Is my love not enough to make him feel competent?' You knew well that doubt shouldn't be clouding you, especially not now.

His fingers were fiddling with your shirt, a lump in his throat. He looks up at you, you were deep in thought as well. He wondered and spoke his mind, "I want to know what's in your heart" his voice tried to stay composed, not wanting to show any more vulnerability. But little does he know that his words itself sparked a stronger sense of vulnerability than his tone.

"You" your tone remained composed and still. "You are what's in my heart. Your thoughts, you emotions, your worries. All of it. You are what the inside of my heart consists of." You trailed off with that. He was quiet, and you couldn't read what was inside of his head.

"I love you" his words were raw, full of sincerity and love. This wasn't just infatuation, this was love.

You both stayed in each other's embrace the entire night. Basking in the same thing you both shared together. Love.

a/n: if you squint a lot you can see how I used the lyrics of Home - cavetown, not rlly a useful info but i js thought that i should share it :P

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7 minutes

⋅ ˚✮ Itoshi Rin x gn!reader ✮˚ ⋅

ෆ fluff, angst, one-shot

Rin stood by the bed—looking at you with unwavering love in his eyes. You looked up at him, feeling sleepier than ever. "Rin?" Your voice was soft and groggy.

"Yeah?" He responded, lowering down a bit to get closer to your face. "I won't ever leave you, Rin." Your hands slowly reached for his face, gently hovering over his cheeks.

"I love you more, Rin" 

He stood frozen, while you couldn't help but let out a laugh. "How are you still not used to that, Rinnie?" You laid your head on his shoulder, and your fingers entwined with his.

It was a warm spring afternoon, just the two of you sitting on the park's bench. Flowers were blooming brighter than ever, the air felt like an early summer breeze and the skies were tinted with different hues of orange. So this was how it felt to live.

"Say Rin, why do you try so hard?" Your chin now rests on his shoulder, looking at him with a gaze as calming as the ocean's waves. He pondered. It was evident that he was. "Is it to prove something? To prove your worth, Rin?" Your words weren't laced with thorns—it didn't hurt the way it used to—it felt more of a concerned statement than a rough question. He wished he could speak up that time. You shook your head with a bittersweet smile.

"Take your time, Rin. As much as you'd want" You remained patient with him—despite the amount of times he had pushed you away. The countless times he never let you see his vulnerability. Even after so much, he remained guarded. Unable to lower his guard and always tense. But even so, you lingered with his nature. Gracing him with your patience and love like no one else had.

He really wished he could have spoken up and said everything he's been meaning to tell you.

"You know, Rin.." Your grin mirrored the brightness of the setting sun ahead of you both. "You'd be my last 7 minutes" You spoke those words jokingly, but your tone said otherwise. Rin could only look at you with confusion, "What's that supposed to mean?" he asked. His eyebrows furrowed. You looked at him in disbelief, "what do you mean 'what's that supposed to mean'? Do you not know that?" You questioned back. He shook his head, he looked like a pitiful puppy. That thought nearly made you cup his face right on the spot.

"Well 'the last 7 minutes' is like.. how do I explain this—it's when someone passes away, their brain is somehow still active for approximately 7 minutes. And within this time range, they get flashes of their entire life and such. Sooooo, in which case, you'd be the entirety of my 7 minutes" You remembered how Rin looked at you with admiration. He was never one to be engulfed in these kinds of topics, he always thought of them to be useless. But coming from you? It felt like something worth remembering.

Rin stood over by the bed—looking at you with unwavering love in his eyes. You looked up at him, feeling weaker than ever. "Rin?" Your voice was weak and trembling.

"Yeah?" He responded, lowering down a bit to get closer to your face. "I don't ever want leave you, Rin." Your hand trembled as you slowly reached for his face, gently hovering over his tear-stained cheek.

"I love you more, Rin" 

He stood frozen, while your lifeline dropped to zero.

Until then, he wonders if he really was your 7 minutes.

a/n: if you never figured it out, the entire story was actually the last 7 minutes:3

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Embrace

⋅ ˚✮ Kurona Ranze x gn!reader ✮˚ ⋅

ෆ fluff, one-shot

your hand stressfully runs through your hair as you heave an exaggerated sigh. You're cramming all of the schoolwork that have been piling up the past week, and Kurona said he wouldn't be back till later.

A soft object was lightly nudged against your cheek. "My love. Love" he whispers as softly as possible, as if not to startle you. It's voice came from a close individual. Ranze.

"Ranze? Thought you'd be back home later?" you spoke up after shifting your chair to fully face the boy holding a shark plush. He takes this opportunity to rest his head in the crook of your neck.

He doesn't answer you, just a simple hum and a nuzzle. His hand made its way to yours, intertwining both of your hands together as he gently pulled you up.

"Ran—I'm not done with my schoolwork yet" "Doesn't matter, you need rest now. Now" he pulls you with him into the bed. You can't do anything else but let out a laugh.

"You're quite clingy today, Ranze" a soft smile crept up to your face as you looked down at the pink-haired boy lying on your chest. "But seriously, Ranze, I need to finish my work—" "You're tired, I'm tired. Let's both rest" a sigh left your lips as your fingers tangled in Ranze's hair. "Okay. But only for 10 minutes, okay?" you tug on his hair. He spoke back, "timer is set. Set."

"You didn't answer my other question, Ranze. Why are you back home so soon?" it's not like you didn't want him to, it was just surprising. "I could feel your stress all the way at my practice. And I missed you. Missed you a lot" he nuzzled more into your chest.

You couldn't help but chuckle, "So you're like a psychic now, Ranze?" you joked. "I could be" he looks up at your face, his gaze is ever so softening. "Sure, you silly sharkboy" you could hear him huff and you stifled your laugh.

He hushes you, "It's break time. Dr. Sharkboy says so" you raised your brow at him. "Dr. Sharkboy? Really?" you mused at him. He raises the shark plush in his hand, "Yeah. See. See." he motions it, tilting it left and right. And honestly? It made you feel so much better.

Ranze was and is such a sweetheart. "He graduated top of his class—" he declares, and you wait for the continuation of his statement. "In medical.. cuddle therapy"

At this point you couldn't hold back and laughed. You didn't see it, but a relieved smile warped into Ranze's lips.

"Okay, Dr. Sharkboy. Let's rest now" you pat his head. He lets out a contented hum. You both dozed off in each other's comforting embrace.

..And Ranze, actually forgot to set the timer so you both woke up the next day in a panic. At least you both were relaxed at some point, right?