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Dating Itsuki Fujiwara

A/N: Hi! Eribin here. How have you been? I finally wrote a POV where you're dating Itsuki (Screaming internally!!!). I've been pretty busy lately, so I haven’t been posting much, but I wanted to share this one with you guys. Hope you enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I don’t know him personally. This is all just based on what I’ve seen and my own little delusions. Please don’t take it seriously.. just take it as fun fan content! this is not based on real events. Just made up from imagination and vibes!

♡ The cool boyfriend. Everything he does is effortlessly cool.

♡ You don’t have a call sign. He calls you by your first name, but in a sweeter tone.

♡ Your name in his contacts is “YourNickname-chan.”

♡ His phone wallpaper is Mars. No explanation needed.

♡ His love languages: physical touch and quality time.

♡ Matching couple necklaces with each other’s initials.

♡ His gallery is 95% Mars, 3% himself, and 2% you.

♡ He's very chill kind of guy

♡ He’s stubborn sometimes.

♡ Loves spending time with Mars.

♡ His pastime is watching cute cats on TikTok.

♡ Always sending you cat memes.

♡ Also sends you pictures of Mars often.

♡ He’s usually silent, but he loves talking to you.

♡ He enjoys being outside, so you often end up taking care of Mars.. but you don’t mind.

♡ He’s always busy due to his schedule.

♡ Despite being busy, he always makes time for you. He spends his days off at your place with Mars.

♡ You two love having deep talks while sipping champagne or wine.

♡ You’re close to his family especially to his sisters.

♡ His mom adores you and always looks for you when Icchan visits.

♡ He loves sending you selfies with Mars.

♡ He prefers texting over calling, but if he has time, he’ll call you a lot.

♡ He loves when you cook or bake for him. He eats everything you make.

♡ He’s the straightforward type.. if your food tastes bad, he’ll tell you honestly.

♡ Cuddle. Cuddle. Cuddle. ❤️

♡ His kisses start off light but turn passionate.

♡ He loves it when you run your fingers through his hair.

♡ Not into PDA, but when you’re alone, he’s super clingy.

♡ If you try to get out of bed while he’s sleeping next to you, he’ll wrap his arms around you and pull you closer.

♡ He won’t admit when he’s jealous, but you can tell by the silent treatment.

♡ You get jealous easily because he has so many fangirls, so you rarely attend their concerts.

♡ He has a sweet tooth.. loves doughnuts and pastries.

♡ His favorite hobby with you is baking.

♡ He loves seeing you in his shirts.. he finds you sexy.

♡ You rarely fight, but he loves teasing you like messing up your hair.

♡ He hates seeing you cry. When you do, he stays silent and lets you vent. He listens carefully.

♡ Your make-out sessions are often interrupted by Mars’ fur- it’s everywhere.

♡ For dates, he takes you to cat cafés and amusement parks or restaurants with private room.

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OH GURL, LET'S STREAAAAM!!!!!! 💚💚💚💚💚

https://youtu.be/JPsK0R5lF1M?si=qx4MHWwWUoLIUMpB

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Closed On Sundays

(Weesa Saiki Fanfiction)

A/N: Hi! Eribin here! How you guys doin? I made a Weesa fanfic while listening to Closed on Sunday by Junny. This is unedited. This is just a Fiction from my delusion, separate this from reality.

Wc: 1000+ words

Genre: Romance, Slice of Life, fluff, coffee shop au, slowburn

Warning: none, pure fluff

Summary: It all started with a cup of coffee. Y/N’s routine visits to a cozy café slowly blossom into something more when Weesa, the charming barista. Through rainy days, shared dreams, and quiet Sundays, their bond deepens.. until one heartfelt moment changes everything. Sometimes, love brews slowly… especially on Sundays.

Y/N's POV

It started with a cup of coffee.

I always ordered the same thing: Machiatto, oat milk, no sugar. Simple.. i know. But there's something comforting about it's simplicity.

Just like the guy behind the counter.. Weesa. I sipped my coffee while stealing glances at him..

He's really cute. Really really my type.

His hands moved with ease, brewing espresso like he was born to do it... And every time he called my name with a little smile, it stirred something unfamiliar in my chest.

We weren’t strangers. Not really... I always here, in his small cafè.

Over time, the conversations grew longer. First about the weather, then about music, books, favorite meals, dreams, fears. He even remembered my dog’s name when I mentioned it to him last time. then i remembered his favorite subject in college.

One day, he even asked, “Why do you only come on weekdays?”

I laughed. “Because you’re closed on Sundays??” He laughed at that and I was mesmerized by his laugh and his handsome face.. he was.. shining. feels like everything around me slowed down, become silent and it was just me and him at that moment.. Our moment

It was a rainy Friday when I walked in, drenched and miserable. My umbrella had flipped inside out and my  mood was worse than the weather.

I AM JUST SO LUCKY! BEST DAY OF MY LIFE! (note my sarcasm)

Weesa handed me a towel..

“Rough day?” he asked, and felt a warmth embrace enveloped my heart.

“hmmm” I mumbled, drying my hair. "Thank  you for the towel" I added

He nodded and didn’t say anything.. Just made me drink.. this time hot. Then slid it over to my table in quiet manner “On the house.”

I looked at him and he gave me a faint smile. SHIT. MY HEART JUST STOPPED BEATING.

i looked away before he caught me staring. That was close

That night, I lingered than usual. His café was almost empty.. at this hour, almost no customers.. Especially at this hour, raining.

He was leaning against the counter, wiping the cup and the machine slowly..

We were talking some stuffs, about the future of his small café, his plans about relocating to a bigger space and such. He was telling me all his plans like I will be part of it. That makes me blush at the thought of it.

“I was thinking...what if I open on Sunday?” he said suddenly

I blinked. “But… you’re always closed on Sundays. That's your day-off, you mentioned. Time for your rest "

“Yeah.. " he said, grinning softly. “But maybe I want to spend my Sundays with someone now.”

My heart burst. Right after he said that, he looked at me. No… am I imagining things? Was he really looking at me like he was about to say something big?

"If.. You dont mind.." He added with long pause.. Looks like he's gathering courage "W-wanna spend your Sunday with me?"

Oh shit.

My mouth gaped with shock.. Was.. I hearing it right? Was h-he asking me out?  Me??? As in me? His face was perfect.. He's really perfect like he was carved carfully. He was waiting for my answer. His eyes pleading..

"S-sure.."  I stammered. My heart was pounding so hard it echoed in my ears. And when he smiled? Oh God. That smile could melt the moon and it definitely melted me.

I smiled back, then quickly looked away and took a completely unnecessary sip of my coffee, trying to hide my burning cheeks.

We started meeting on Sundays.

Not at his café, but at the park, the bookstore, the small ramen place.. We weren’t dates, not at first. Just two friends... getting closer, getting to know each other. Sharing secrets. Laughing until our cheeks ached..

When he said he wanted to open on sunday, this was what he meant. Spending Sunday with me. Opening his free day with me..

I learned that he loves writing poems, songs and rap. He learned that I love dancing and he keeps asking me to dance for him.

"No way.. I wouldn't do that!" I said laughing

"Why not? I bet you're a good dancer, Y/n"

"Just.. Because! It's also awkward you know.."

"Hmmm.. Now you've mention that.. Why dont you teach me? Just the basics.."

"Then what do i get in return?" I asked him and face him.. We were sitting in the park

"Hmmmm" he was thinking.. I must say his side profile is really really  mesmerizing.. "Free coffee from me?"

I laughed at it "i can afford your coffee, bruh"

He also smiled, unfazed "but i'll make mine extra special.. Brewed deliberately.. with love" he added and gaze up on me.. My heart pounded again.. this guy was dangerous.

I laughed and threw popcorn at him. He laughed too. We ended up throwing popcorn at each other, giggling like kids.

It was nice... Spending my Sundays like this.

One Sunday, we sat on the rooftop of my apartment, drinking lukewarm coffee from paper cups. The sunset painted his skin gold. We had just finished practicing a few basic dance steps.

“I think I’m falling for you” he said, voice low and looking at the sunset

I looked at him, heart thundering and smiling at him. “You think?”

“I know" he said, his gaze finally turning to me. “I just didn’t want to ruin what we have. And here I am.. Taking risk.”

I smiled. “Maybe we’re not ruining anything. Maybe we’re just… opening.”

He laughed. “On Sundays?”

“Especially on Sundays.” This time, I didn’t look away when I blushed.

He reached for my hand and held it tightly. He leaned closer… closer… almost—

RING RING.

His phone buzzed. We froze.

I let out a small laugh and looked away.

“Aishhh!” he groaned and answered. “You ruined the moment!” It was probably Kokoro. His chaotic best friend.

From then on, the sign on the door of his café changed.

OPEN ON SUNDAYS. For someone special.

And every Sunday, we brewed more than just coffee.. we brewed something tender, lasting, and extraordinary.

A Love.

----- The END

A/n: Arigatou for reading! Read my other stories here.

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY KENTA KAMIYA ❤️🎉🥰🎊

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The Rampage’s Reaction as your boyfriend when he came home from work and silenced your endless yapping. [PART 2]

A/N: Hi! I finally made The Rampage reactions post and this is the part 2. (part1) +gifs not mine. Credit to the rightful owner.

DISCLAIMER: I don’t know them personally. This is all just based on what I’ve seen and my own little delusions. Please don’t take it seriously.. just take it as fun fan content! this is not based on real events. Just made up from imagination and vibes!

GENRE: fluff, Humor, mild suggestive, boyriend scenarios, Idol au

WARNING: delulu fan content

IWASHO:

You’re chatting while folding laundry, going on and on with your story. Iwasho just listening to your yap while he was checking his work schedue

"go on Babe.. I'm listening" he said but you stared at him, overwhelm how lucky you are to have him.

"Thank you babe" you mumbled

"for what?" he chuckled. "I love listening to your voice and I agree with your story.. but be careful not to get involve" He added still eyes on the cellphone, making schedules for his whole week.

You smiled, watching him. “I just… I really appreciate you, that’s all.”

He finally looked up, his eyes soft. “And I appreciate you more than you know.”

that makes you stunned and smiled.

SHOHEI:

You're on a full rant mode.. he’s nodding along. The moment he opened the door, you welcomed him with drama

“Right?! And then she said blah blah blah”

“Mhmm. Yup. That’s wild.” he nodded and he's listening to the drama

You continue. “Like? how dare she?”

“Totally. Disrespectful Babe. You should've block her way. Be sassy!”

You go on… and on… and then..

He suddenly grabs your face with both hands and kisses you firmly.

You freeze.

“Babe. I love you. But if I keep agreeing like this, I’m gonna get dragged into drama I didn’t sign up for.” He kisses you again.

“Let’s make out instead?”

ITSUKI:

You're talking and talking about your work drama, barely noticing that he’s staring at you like you’re the only thing that exists.

Then he gently reaches for your hand, squeezing it. You stop talking.

“Your voice is my favorite sound… but right now, can I just hold you in silence?” he said in a low voice.. He pulls you onto his lap and presses his forehead to yours.

“No talking. Just stay close.”

You go quiet. Blushing. Heart pounding.

KAISEI:

He’s fresh out of the shower, towel slung around his neck, shirt half-buttoned.. and you’re yapping about your workplace drama. He pins you with a lazy smirk and walks toward you.

“Babe. I had three meetings with endorsement, practicing all day long, and zero patience left.”

You start to pout but he grabs your waist, pulls you flush against him.

“But I still have energy for one thing.”

His fingers trail down your back, lips ghosting your ear.

“Do you want me to shut you up with a kiss… or by making you too breathless to speak?”

MAKOTO:

You're sitting beside him in bed, talking about your day while he’s half-asleep already. His eyes flutter open for a second, then close again.

Suddenly, he blindly reaches out, places a hand over your mouth.. in a gently manner.

“You’re so cute… but baby, please… five minutes of silence.. onegai ” You giggle into his palm and he smiles, eyes still shut.

“You can talk all you want later. I just wanna cuddle you like… a big warm pillow.” he said and pulls you close and nuzzles your neck. You're blushing. And quiet.

RYU:

You’re all over the place.. ranting, laughing, shouting about how frustrated you are in your workmate

He’s watching you fondly while holding your hands.

Then, in the middle of your declaration, he suddenly grab your waist and lifts you into his lap.

“Come sit here so I can focus on you and your story.”

You open your mouth to say more but he kisses you. Deep. Slow. And long.

You blink.

“There. energy restored ”

TAKAHIDE:

You start talking beside him he just got home and started playing.. You talked about your day, your friend’s drama, the café down the block, that weird dream you had—

“Uh-huh… mmhm… wait… babe.” he mumbled, still focusing on his game

You watch him, arms crossed. “You’re too tired for me, but not too tired to play Valorant?”

“hehehe.. It’s therapy, babe.”

You open your mouth to sass back but he raised his finger on my lips

“Shh. Use those later. I’m already emotionally fragile. I’ll give you twenty kisses after this round”

Then spins back to his game like he didn’t just make your heart pounded

TAKUMA:

You’re ranting, full speed while doing your skincare routine.. He tries to keep up.. Then he suddenly leans forward and buries his face in your neck.

“Babe. Please. I’m trying to focus but you're too cute when you talk.”

You pause. He peeks up and grins.

“Every word you say makes me wanna kiss you more. Is that your plan?”

He starts placing soft kisses along your jaw.

“'Cause if it is, it’s working.”

you shut your mouth on the spot

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[PART 1] ❤️

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Will you do pov dating the others members of the rampage? You will do fantastics too?

Yesss!! I’ve actually made a lot of POV dating stories, but I’m still not done 😭😭😭 some of them have been sitting in my drafts for over a year now 😭 But I promise, before this month ends, I’ll upload either Yusei or Itsuki’s POV dating!

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You do reaction to TJBB and WHH?

Hi! Sorry for the late reply. I’m definitely open to working on WHH, but TJBB might take a bit more time since I’m still getting to know them better. After I finish my errands, I’ll focus on the other stories/reactions and do my best to be more active here. <3

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im workng on the part 2. might upload this later~~

The Rampage’s Reaction as your boyfriend when he came home from work and silenced your endless yapping. [PART 1]

A/N: Hi! I finally made The Rampage reactions post.. +gifs not mine. Credit to the rightful owner. DISCLAIMER: I don’t know them personally. This is all just based on what I’ve seen and my own little delusions. Please don’t take it seriously.. just take it as fun fan content! this is not based on real events. Just made up from imagination and vibes!

GENRE: fluff, Humor, mild suggestive, boyriend scenarios, Idol au

WARNING: delulu fan content,

LIKIYA:

You're sitting beside him on the couch, yapping about your day. He’s just gotten home, loosened his tie, eyes heavy.. but watching you with a soft gaze.

Then suddenly..he leans forward and gently cups your face.

“Shhh…”

And then he kisses you. Slow. Deep. Like he’s been waiting for it all day.

He pulls back just enough to whisper against your lips.

“I missed you... but I need you a little quieter. Just for a moment, okay?”

You blink. Mind blank. Voice gone. Mission accomplished.

ZIN:

You’re still talking. He’s lying down, hand covering his eyes, but listening... Barely.

Then you feel it..his arm pulling you down, flipping you onto the bed beside him. He cages you in with his body and leans in, his lips brushing your ear.

“Baby… do you want me to shut you up with my mouth or my hands?”

You stop talking. He grins.

“That’s what I thought.”

RIKU:

You’re lying next to him, talking non-stop. His eyes are closed, but suddenly, his hand slides under your shirt, resting on your waist.

“Your voice is cute… but can I get 30 seconds of silence before I fall in love all over again?” He mumbled

You laugh. He doesn’t. He opens one eye and looks at you with a sleepy smirk.

“I’m serious. If you keep talking like that.. I might not let you sleep tonight.”

You shut your mouth at that moment.

KENTA:

You’re telling him a long story about how your day went while he’s lying face-down on the bed..

He raises one hand like a white flag.

“I surrender. You win.” he mumbled

You laugh. “What are you talking about?”

He rolls over dramatically. “Your words are stronger than my will to stay awake.”

you gasped dramatically and face him. He reaches up, cups your cheek, and whispers “Shhh. Let’s save your energy for cuddles instead.” He said and showed his wicked smile

RUI:

You're pacing the room, ranting full-speed.. He’s slumped on the couch, eyes half-lidded. Suddenly, he pats his lap.

“Come here. Talk while I use your voice as white noise.”

You sit. He cuddles into you.

Then plants a soft kiss to your cheeks and murmurs:

“You’re lucky you’re cute when you talk too much.”

You pouted and smiled. He really knows how to shut you up by cuddling you.

YAMASHO:

He just got home from long day practice.. You’re talking about your neighbor’s new plants you saw taht you also want that, you want to ask them but you're shy.

He stares at you blankly, then leans in and kisses you mid-sentence.

You blink.

“Sorry, I was buffering. What were you saying? Something about cactus?”

You glared at him. He grins and kisses you again.

KAZUMA:

You’re ranting about your coworker, pacing the room... He watches you from the couch, eyes soft, lips curled into a tired smile.

Then he stands up, walks toward you slowly. he places both hands on your cheeks and kisses your forehead.

“You’re so cute when you talk like that… but come here, let me hold you instead.” he said softly. He pulls you into his chest. You try to keep talking but his arms wrap tighter.

“Shhh… stay like this for a bit. Just feel me, okay?”

And your words fade into his heartbeat.

HOKUTO:

You're lying on the bed together, chatting endlessly while he’s scrolling on his phone.. Then out of nowhere..he sets his phone down and rolls over on top of you.. (asdffgh!!!!)

“Babe. I can’t hear my thoughts over you.” he said then grinned

You gasp in mock offense.But he leans down and kisses you across your cheeks.

“This is the only way to shut you up without making you mad, right?”

You try to argue—he kisses your nose.

You try again—he kisses your lips.

Now you're quiet. He grins.

“See? Magic.”

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[PART 2] <3

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The Rampage’s Reaction as your boyfriend when he came home from work and silenced your endless yapping. [PART 1]

A/N: Hi! I finally made The Rampage reactions post.. +gifs not mine. Credit to the rightful owner. DISCLAIMER: I don’t know them personally. This is all just based on what I’ve seen and my own little delusions. Please don’t take it seriously.. just take it as fun fan content! this is not based on real events. Just made up from imagination and vibes!

GENRE: fluff, Humor, mild suggestive, boyriend scenarios, Idol au

WARNING: delulu fan content,

LIKIYA:

You're sitting beside him on the couch, yapping about your day. He’s just gotten home, loosened his tie, eyes heavy.. but watching you with a soft gaze.

Then suddenly..he leans forward and gently cups your face.

“Shhh…”

And then he kisses you. Slow. Deep. Like he’s been waiting for it all day.

He pulls back just enough to whisper against your lips.

“I missed you... but I need you a little quieter. Just for a moment, okay?”

You blink. Mind blank. Voice gone. Mission accomplished.

ZIN:

You’re still talking. He’s lying down, hand covering his eyes, but listening... Barely.

Then you feel it..his arm pulling you down, flipping you onto the bed beside him. He cages you in with his body and leans in, his lips brushing your ear.

“Baby… do you want me to shut you up with my mouth or my hands?”

You stop talking. He grins.

“That’s what I thought.”

RIKU:

You’re lying next to him, talking non-stop. His eyes are closed, but suddenly, his hand slides under your shirt, resting on your waist.

“Your voice is cute… but can I get 30 seconds of silence before I fall in love all over again?” He mumbled

You laugh. He doesn’t. He opens one eye and looks at you with a sleepy smirk.

“I’m serious. If you keep talking like that.. I might not let you sleep tonight.”

You shut your mouth at that moment.

KENTA:

You’re telling him a long story about how your day went while he’s lying face-down on the bed..

He raises one hand like a white flag.

“I surrender. You win.” he mumbled

You laugh. “What are you talking about?”

He rolls over dramatically. “Your words are stronger than my will to stay awake.”

you gasped dramatically and face him. He reaches up, cups your cheek, and whispers “Shhh. Let’s save your energy for cuddles instead.” He said and showed his wicked smile

RUI:

You're pacing the room, ranting full-speed.. He’s slumped on the couch, eyes half-lidded. Suddenly, he pats his lap.

“Come here. Talk while I use your voice as white noise.”

You sit. He cuddles into you.

Then plants a soft kiss to your cheeks and murmurs:

“You’re lucky you’re cute when you talk too much.”

You pouted and smiled. He really knows how to shut you up by cuddling you.

YAMASHO:

He just got home from long day practice.. You’re talking about your neighbor’s new plants you saw taht you also want that, you want to ask them but you're shy.

He stares at you blankly, then leans in and kisses you mid-sentence.

You blink.

“Sorry, I was buffering. What were you saying? Something about cactus?”

You glared at him. He grins and kisses you again.

KAZUMA:

You’re ranting about your coworker, pacing the room... He watches you from the couch, eyes soft, lips curled into a tired smile.

Then he stands up, walks toward you slowly. he places both hands on your cheeks and kisses your forehead.

“You’re so cute when you talk like that… but come here, let me hold you instead.” he said softly. He pulls you into his chest. You try to keep talking but his arms wrap tighter.

“Shhh… stay like this for a bit. Just feel me, okay?”

And your words fade into his heartbeat.

HOKUTO:

You're lying on the bed together, chatting endlessly while he’s scrolling on his phone.. Then out of nowhere..he sets his phone down and rolls over on top of you.. (asdffgh!!!!)

“Babe. I can’t hear my thoughts over you.” he said then grinned

You gasp in mock offense.But he leans down and kisses you across your cheeks.

“This is the only way to shut you up without making you mad, right?”

You try to argue—he kisses your nose.

You try again—he kisses your lips.

Now you're quiet. He grins.

“See? Magic.”

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[PART 2] <3

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LAGGING AT HEART

(HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHOHEI URAKAWA ❤️)

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY HONGTHAI BOY <3 This is unedited, so you might come across some typos or grammar mistakes. It might feel a little cliché, but I poured my heart into it. This is a work of fiction. any resemblance is purely coincidental. ONEGAIIII SEPARATE THIS FROM REALITY.

WC: 675 words

GENRE: Rom-com, fluff, school life

WARNING: none! just harmless teasing,

SUMMARY: Shohei can make the whole class laugh.. except when Y/n’s around. Then he freezes. One awkward moment turns into a sweet surprise when his honest blur slips out...

3rd Person's POV

Shohei was that guy..

Cute

very energetic

sometimes, Overdramatic

and the guy who could make a boring class feels like a comedy show

Some teachers loved him

some rolled their eyes at his antics

classmates waiting for his punchlines that will make their whole day

But everytime Y/n is near him, he'd freeze.

Literally.

Shohei could be in the middle of an impersonation of their math teacher, voice high and arms flailing, and the moment Y/n stepped into the room? He stutter and freeze on the spot

“And t-then—” He raised his arms— Eyes wide—

Smirk cocked— And— saw Y/N..

Shohei’s brain and body malfunctioning on the spot.

The room went silent.

Shohei stood frozen, arms still in the air, mouth slightly open.

Everyone stared.

One second he was making everyone laugh, the next he was lagging and awkwardly coughing into his sleeve, his smile twitching into a tight line, his eyes darting to the floor.

Kenta and Takahide noticed it instantly. Of course they did. They shared same braincell. Kenta tried (and failed) to stifle a laugh. Takahide leaned in with a teasing grin.

"shut up!" Shohei muttered, cheeks pink, but his goofy grin gave him away. Takahide and Kenta burst into louder laughter

He couldn’t help it. He could roast the anyone without breaking a sweat, but when Y/n is around? she made his brain freeze, lagging, crashing and hanging.

One rainy afternoon, Shohei was hanging out in the hallway with Kenta and Takahide, reenacting a cringey karaoke night from last weekend, doing a ridiculous falsetto that had both boys wheezing.

“Riku be like OOOOOHHHHH~” Kenta shrieked in falsetto, imitating Riku, their classmate with the golden voice.

Takahide clapped and cackled. “Yeah! He’s exactly like that! You’re too good, Kenta!” He raised a hand for a high five.

Shohei couldn’t resist. He jumped in, mimicking Riku’s dramatic stage presence—his stance, facial expressions, even the trembling hands. His voice even cracked that they burst into a loud laughter

They were laughing like crazy, doubled over and gasping for air

Then Y/N turned the corner.

And ta-da!!!!

Shohei dropped mid-chorus like someone yanked his mic. He straightened up awkwardly, eyes darting toward the plant behind them like it was the most fascinating thing in the world.

Y/N, smiling gently, walked up to the trio. “That sounded like a dying bird. Was that you, Shohei?”

"I— ii—uh—no?"

Y/n blinked. She was sure it was Shohei. She just smiled at them

Kenta and Takahide? Died. On. The. Spot. Laughing out loud, rolling on the floor

"Y/n just called you a bird?" Kenta wheezes

"Tweet~ tweet~ tweet~ tweet~" Takahide cried nearly falling over

Y/n laughed.. a soft, honest laugh and Shohei looked like he was about to melt into the floor.

But then Y/n tilted their head and smiled. “You guys are really funny..”

Shohei blurted before he could stop himself.. “I only say my best ones when you’re not around…”

Pause.

“…Because you make my brain stop working.”

Dead silence.

Kenta choked. Takahide made a wheezing noise like a tea kettle. Shohei slapped a hand over his own mouth, wide-eyed.

Y/N stared at him for a moment, blinking. Then smiled at him

“Then I guess I’ll have to stick around until your brain gets used to me.”

Shohei turned red to his ears. His mouth opened, then closed. Then opened again. Nothing came out.

"See you around" She said softly, then walked away.

Shohei stood there, stunned.

Kenta leaned in, nudging him with a huge grin. “Bro… you just got flirted back.”

“Shohei?” Kenta said, nudging him again.

“...Did she just say she’s gonna stick around?” Shohei whispered like he had seen a ghost. “Until my brain gets used to her?”

“Oh no...” Takahide grinned.

Shohei turned slowly to his friends. “Guys… did I just confess?”

“I mean… your mouth did. But your brain clearly did not sign off on it..” Kenta said, patting his back.

Shohei groaned and buried his face in his hands. "OH NOOOOOO!!!!!" He groaned and stormed out that left the two, Kenta and Takahide laughing out loud.

A/N: THANK YOU FOR READING! <3 you can read my other stories here. arigatouuu

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Hiiii.. I know you're pertaining to Fanta 😂.. I forgot to reply to this but i made a Fanta Reaction.

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Fantastics Reaction when you stare at their lips while they're talking 🩷

A/N: Hi! I finally made a reactions post.. after months of letting it sit in my drafts, lol. I’m also currently editing the RAMPAGE reactions, so stay tuned for that too! +gifs not mine. Credit to the rightful owner.

DISCLAIMER:

I don’t know them personally. This is all just based on what I’ve seen and my own little delusions. Please don’t take it seriously.. just take it as fun fan content!

WARNING: mild suggestive, flirty dialogues

GENRE: fluff, romcom, idol Au, light teasing

★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★

SEKAI:

He pretends not to notice that you are staring, trying to stay focused on the conversation. But after a long pause, his words slow down and he looked at you subtly.

"You okay?? You’ve been staring at my mouth like it’s saying something secret... Should I start using subtitles?" he laughs softly and keeps talking, but now a bit flustered and your face is crimson red

★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★

TAIKI:

He notices almost immediately, raising an eyebrow with a smirk.

"Well… I know I’m irresistible and all, but this is getting awkward.. you keep glancing at my lips like you want to devours it.. not stoping you though" he whispered the last phrase and leans in slightly just to mess with you

★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★

SAWA:

He catches your gaze and quickly looks away, biting his lips slightly to hide a smile.

"Don’t do that. You keep looking at me like that, and I might actually do something stupid." mumbles it more to himself than to you, but his ears are a bit red now

★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★

LEIYA:

He notices your stare, smirks confidently, and leans just a bit closer.

"If you want a kiss, just say it. I don't mind skipping straight to the good part." he chuckles, completely unfazed, then casually goes back to what he was saying

★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★

HORI:

He pauses mid-sentence when he sees where your eyes are, then smirks.

"Careful… staring like that might give me the wrong idea. Or... the right one, depending on your intentions." his tone is playful, but his gaze lingers a little longer than usual

★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★

YUSEI:

He notices, grins, and immediately teases you.. Touching his lips slowly and pretending to fix them.

"What? Something on my lips? kinda dry.. need some hydration.." he laughs and wiggles his brows dramatically just to tease you more

★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★

KEITO:

He tilts his head, confused at first but quickly catches on.

"Is there something on my lips? Did I eat something weird?" He starts checking his reflection on his phone, then glances at you again

"Wait… or were you just… staring?" he blinks in surprise, now unsure whether to tease or be flustered

★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★

SOTA:

He stops mid-sentence, gives you a pointed look, and crosses his arms.

"Focus on what I’m saying, not where I’m saying it from." he pauses, then grins

"Unless you wanna stop talking and do something else."

★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★・・・★

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Rivals

A/N: Hi. Eribin here. I finally made a Kazuma fanfic, guys! Honestly, I was thinking of Fujio while writing this, but somehow the name Kazuma Kawamura just fits better. THIS UNEDITED. o you might spot some typos or grammar errors beacuse I just couldn’t let it sit in my drafts any longer. I was also exploring of different style of writing so you can see a lot of italize words/phrases. AND THIS IS JUST A FICTION, SEPARATE THIS FROM REALITY. THIS IS PURELY FICTIONAL FROM MY DELUSIONS.

WC: 850+ words

Genre: Academic rivals, enemies-to-lovers, slow burn, comedy, high school setting, slight angst

Warning: playful verbal sparring, mild suggestive jokes, chaotic flirtation, and some strong language.

Summary: Top of the class? Almost. Beating Kazuma was hard enough.. falling for him was never part of the plan.

Y/N's POV

"Okay everyone, here are your test results" The teacher announced and the room filled with the sound of papers being handed out..

I reached for my test paper.. already half-expecting what was coming.

98/100. Not bad. Actually, it was amazing. My sleepless night totally paid-off.

"I got 100!"

except when he existed

"Tsk.." I scoffed, flipping the paper face-down on my desk.

"second place again?" I heard him just beside me. That infuriatingly smooth voice. I mentally face-palm.

I didn't look. I don't need to. Coz I know who exactly who it was.

Kazuma with his usual chill vibe, walked past, probably patting himself on the back for that perfect score.

"Don't talk to me" I muttered and rolled my eyes on him

"I didn't study at all for this one" He said, ignoring what just I said.

I slammed my pen down and glance up at him "Shocking. A man does nothing and still gets praised."

Kazuma arched a brow and playful smirk visible in his face "whoah... getting some man-hater vibe today"

"The man-hater is just being realistic around here Mr. Kawamura" I snapped "Especially when I'm forced to.. you know, breathe the same air as you"

He smirked. ugh! that look! The one meant like he wasn't bothered at all.. like he was amused and entertained. Worse? HE LOOKS INTERESTED.

"Okay Y/N. I could see your angry aura right now" he said and raised his hands in like surrendering.

"go away, Kazuma"

He just laughed at me and sat on his seat.. which is just beside me. ugh! contaminating my oxygen!

Kazuma tilted his head and his smug smile written in his face "Has anyone ever told you that you always shine in your spot? Seriously, the way the light from the window hits you? Definitely a paid actor."

I-i.. w-what!????

He grinned like an idiot

"Stop saying weird things" I hissed at him and rolled my eyes. i felt my face turning red. I looked away, because he's doing it again.. getting to me. flirting with me, make my heart flutter, making me blush.. ugh!

"It's true tho, if you just accept my love, I could do so much more.. saying good things about you, The position of being the number 1 in class and other intimate position we could--"

"WHAT THE FUC-- YOU'RE WIERD" I said and smacked him on the shoulder. He just laughed and I know he loves making fun of me.

"what!? I'm just stating facts if you dated me, you'd be the happiest… well, second happiest, because I'd be the happiest."

"ugh! I don't need a man to be happy. And certainly I don't need you to be happy." I said emphasizing the word YOU.

"well yeah.. I know.. You're the independent and the man-hater Y/n.." he said, thoughtfully stroking his chin "But you're the one I needed. so..." he added in low, husky voice

I froze.. what!??? I rolled my eyes on him. I swear, I could practically see my brain rattling around inside my skull.

"stop it!" I whispered.

"Why? is it working?" he asked in calm and shameless manner.

I clenched my jaw, fighting back the urge to say something truly cutting. I really did hate him.

I hated him for being good at everything. How he easily beat me even at the things I excelled at. How effortlessly he made me feel like my hard work was a big joke. But worse? I hated how face my heart raced when he said things like this.

"I hate you"

"I know.." he said, suddenly softer "But i like you.."

I look at him, confused. my heart still racing. Was this a confession? or is he making fun of me again?

I met his gaze, dark, intense and unblinking. He really look serious.

The bell rang, snapping the tension between us.

I grabbed my bag and stood fast my chair

but he stood up first and casually blocked my path with one arm, leaning against the door frame

"move" i said in gritted teeth, unimpressed

"make me" showing his smug smile again

but I stepped forward and my i clenched my fist "Don't test me-"

"Can't help it.. you're too cute when you're mad"

WHAT THE HELL.. i Hated how my cheeks betrayed me again..

"You're crazy!" I said and tried to push him but he didn't budge.. The other classmates, sensing the familiar tension, were discreetly exiting through the other door. They knew better than to get involved in our rivalry.

Kazuma smiled at me lazily bending slightly closer.. "Only for you.."

I pushed him harder and and finally managed to escape the room. what the hell was that? My steps echoing through the hallway, my ears burning and chest keeps on frantic fluttering..

Kazuma watched me leave, eyes sharp and locked to my back like a hunter on his prey..

"I'll beat you every time.." he muttered in serious tone "until your heart's the only thing left for me to win"

THE END ------

Thank you for reading!!! if you have spare time, you can read my other stories here. Arigatou Gozaimasu 🙇🏻‍♀️

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The Kind of Love

Sawamoto Natsuki fanfic

A/N: Konnichiwa! Eribin here! how you guys doin? Made another fluff story and this time, I made it for Sawamoto Natsuki of Fantastics. THIS IS JUST A FICTION, SEPARATE THIS FROM REALITY.

WC: 1.7k words

GENRE: fluff, romantic story, Slice of life

WARNINGS: Mild teasing and flirty behavior, cheesy dialogues

SUMMARY: Y/n with a messy life and no time for love meets Sawa, a gentle, sunshine-like man who effortlessly fits into her chaos

Y/N'S POV

I used to believed that "LOVE" was a luxury..

Something you only earned after you had your life together..

..after your career was stable

.. after you owned your house and car

.. and your weekeneds were free for spontaneous coffee dates, road trip, dining in luxury restaurants..

MEANING, I was faaaaaaaaar qualified for it. Not even close.

My days were just packed. Full of meetings, deadlines and reports. Coffee was the only thing keeping me awake from this mess..

My laundry was piled up at the corner of my room.

The sink has the weird drip drip sound

That dead lightbulb in the hallway? I just pretended that I don't need one there.

kitchen was a big mess

Fridge that has a pitcher with no water

no food stocked

in short, my apartment was a mess. BIG MESS.

I lived by the “I’ll do it later” philosophy, but “later” never showed up.

Chores were background noise to my 12-hour workdays.

So yeaaahhh.. falling in love? hmmpf! Not on my list.

Until Sawa got into the picture.

He was just like a dream.. like a magic. He's the kind of guy that will make your life easier.

He loves doing chores..

he wakes up early just to make me breakfast even when I’m rushing around like a mad man..

He fixes my sink.. replace the dead light bulb, do groceries for me.. do everything for me. He's too good to be true. A walking green flag, no.. He's a whole forest!

Sawa is… sunshine. Like, actual walking sunlight. Always smiling even his eyes are smiling, humming, glowing in ways that made me squint at him sometimes because who gave him the right to be this warm?

I sat there, having a short break from my work, watching him fix the leaky sink like it was nothing. His sleeves were rolled up, forearms on display, veins popping slightly as he twisted the wrench.

OH DEAR LORD

Why was he here? Why was he dating me?

“I tightened the pipe. It should stop leaking now” he said, flashing me a smile that could power the entire apartment if the electricity went out.

OH MY GOD.. THAT SMILE..

I just blinked at him, probably red in the face, trying not to die from how soft and gentle he looked in that moment. “You didn’t have to.”

“I wanted to.”

OH MY GOD. Help.

he's always like that. I never asked him to, he just did it. He's Calm. Reassuring. Like it was the most natural thing in the world to want to help me. To be here. To make my chaotic, boring, caffeine-fueled life just a little softer.

I remember one night, I was sitting on the floor surrounded by paperwork and half-finished reports, my laptop blinking with unread emails. I looked up, completely overwhelmed, and there he was. In my kitchen, wearing my purple apron, stirring a pot of soup.

“Take a break..” he said gently. “Five minutes.”

And I listened. I actually stopped. I sat at the table, watching him move, his back to me, his hum echoing softly in the small space of my apartment.

And I thought, How did I get this lucky?

How did I end up with someone who made the air easier to breathe? Who fixed my life and make it easier to live on.

“Hon.. " (short for honey, their endearment) he called, turning to face me with that little smile, “why are you looking at me like that?”

I looked away too quickly. “No reason" I mumbled, cheeks burning.

Liar.

It was the way his eyes crinkled when he smiled. The way he never made me feel guilty for needing help. The way he saw me, in all my exhausted, messy house, and still he stayed.

I found myself washing the dishes without thinking after our dinner, I also put my laundry on my washing machine and vacuum. Just a few chores, but it felt like something. Like I wanted to make the place he walked into feel even a little better. For him. For us.

Dating someone like Sawa felt like cheating at life.

And yet… here he was. Mine. For reasons I still didn’t fully understand. This sunshine person chooses me every single day. No hesitation.

“Do you ever… regret this?” I asked him one night, when we were curled up on my couch and I was wearing one of his hoodies.

“Regret what?”

“Dating me. I mean…” I gestured vaguely around my apartment. “I’m a lot. I’m always busy. I forget stuff. My house is a mess.. I’m not exactly the ideal partner.”

He looked at me with such soft eyes I wanted to cry.

“Y/N, I didn’t fall for you because you were perfect..” he said. “I fell for you because you’re strong. Passionate. You care so much about everything you do. You give your all, even when you’re tired.”

“And I like helping you. I want to be here. You don’t have to earn that. maybe a kiss will do" he said and I saw him smiling again. He even wink at me. I laughed hard but I still gave him a kiss on the cheeks. I saw his ears turned red and looked away.

OH LORD. He's cute and he is mine..

"Hon..I'm thinking of.. resigning and find lighter job this time" I said. So I can spend more time with him.. I have my life and I wont let my job take over me.

Sawa looked at me his gaze was soft, gentle, unwavering. "whatever you want Hon.. I'm fully supporting you"

His words felt like a balm on my overworked soul.

he reached for my face and cupped it "your eyes…” He brushed his thumb beneath my eye. “They looked heavy.”

My face flushed. His gaze was so focused, so sincere, and his touch burned gently against my skin.

“Sa–Sawa…”

“I want you to wake up excited for the day.." he continued. “Not dreading it. And if that means switching to a lighter job, or staying home more, or becoming a professional napper.. whatever it is, I’m with you. A hundred percent.”

I bit my lower lip, turning my face away to hide my blush, but he chuckled and gently turned my chin back toward him.

“Don’t hide. I love when you blush like that.”

“Sawa—stop!!"  I muttered, face now burning  “Actually… can we go out today? Just… us? No laptops. No emails. Just a real date. I want to spend time with you.”

He looked surprised for a second, and then his whole face lit up like the sky at sunrise.

“You’re asking me on a date?” he teased, hand on his heart. “Who are you, and what have you done with my Y/N?”

“I’m serious!” I said and pushed him lighter on the chest

“I’d love that.” He leaned down, placing a soft kiss on my forehead. “Buuut…”

My eyes narrowed. “But?”

“I promised my sister I’d watch my niece today. She has a dentist appointment and no one else can take care of her. I’m so sorry—”

“Wait.. " I interrupted. “That’s totally fine! She can come with us.”

His eyes widened. “Really?”

“Really! I love kids."

And that’s how I ended up at a weekend market, holding hands with Sawa… and his six-year-old niece, Miko, who was currently trying to convince me to buy her a glittery frog balloon.

“I need it" she declared seriously, clinging to my hand.

“Do you?” I laughed. “What does a glitter frog even do?”

“It sparkles.”

“Fair enough.”

I bought her the frog.

Sawa smiled from the side, watching me interact with her neice like he was seeing something he was fonds of.

We strolled around the market like a tiny trio—Sawa on one side, Miko on the other, me in the middle with both my hands taken hostage. He bought us snacks, let Miko climb on his back when she got tired, and at one point, I caught myself just staring again.

Not just because he was handsome in his gray hoodie and tousled hair, but because of how gentle he was. With her. With me.

Then I heard it. Two elderly women behind us, probably buying jam or something.

“Aww, what a cute little family" one whispered to the other.

“They look so sweet together. Young parents?”

What!? I swear, I could feel my soul physically left me.

Miko was still holding my hand tightly, Sawa had his arm resting casually behind me, and yeah, okay.. we did look like a family. A really freaking cute one.

My face flushed all the way down to my neck. I looked away and can't help myself smiling at the thought of us being a family.

Sawa leaned down and whispered in my ear, “You heard that too, right?”

“Shut up" I hissed, face burning.

He laughed, full and soft. “I mean… they’re not wrong.”

I turned away quickly, pretending to be deeply interested in stall of curtains on the side

But I couldn’t stop smiling. I even bite my lips..

    

I looked at Sawa, who was now crouching down to tie Miko’s shoe with the gentlest smile on his face, and I thought 'Yeah. This sunshine might really be mine'

With his sunshine smile, his quiet presence, and the way he just… showed up. With warm meals, fixed sinks, gentle laughter, and his little niece.

He didn’t ask me to be more. He didn’t wait for me to slow down. He simply made space for me to breathe.

I think maybe I am so lucky to have him..

And for once… love didn't feel like a luxury, it felt like home.

a/n: THANK YOU FOR READING <3 if you have spare time, you can also read my other stories here

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HIIIIII!!! FINALLY MADE A SMUT FIC ON MY OTHER ACCOUNT.. unfortunately, it is password protected.. If you want to read it (pw:main group+no.of members)

https://eri-the-other-side.tumblr.com/

Arigatou minnasan! ✨

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🥹🥹🥹🥹 Bestie, you have no idea how many times I had to stop typing and literally go outside to touch grass just to stay sane for this 😫😂

Milk&Coffee

A/n: Hi! how you guys doin? Made this fanfic while listening to Milk & Coffee by Ballistik Boyz. I know the song is not about romance at all (it's about love's complexities based on my understanding) but I thought of cute prompts out of that. THIS IS JUST A FICTION FROM MY DELUSION. SEPARATE REALITY FROM THIS.

Wc: 953 words

Genre: fluff, romantic oneshot, slow burn, neighbor romance

Summary: Y/N once a self-proclaimed morning-hater, finds her mornings transformed by the charming presence of her neighbor, Masa. Sweet, slow-burn mornings turn into a tender routine neither of them wants to break.

I hated mornings. But ever since Masa moved into the apartment next door a year ago, they didn’t feel as heavy anymore.

"You're always half-asleep when you open the door" he laughed one chilly morning, holding two cups. Oh God he looks so damn good. I hid my face because he might see my face burning "Thought I'd bring your usual, milk and coffee. Extra sugar, just how you like it."

I blinked, still sleepy, dressed in a hoodie and mismatched socks but I don't mind. I became more comfortable around him. "You're too cheerful for 6 a.m. What's in that cup of yours? Energy drink?"

He just smirked and handed me the coffee. "Just black. I like my coffee like I like my mornings... quiet but intense."

I rolled my eyes at him but I couldn't help a small smile tugging my lips.

Every morning, he kept showing up. Sometimes with breads, sometimes with stories about his training and schedule. He's an artist and he have a group, Ballistik Boyz. Always with that crooked smile, deep dimple and his chocolate long hair that curled slightly at the ends made my chest flutter.

I grew a little crush on him. Just a little. Who wouldn't?

He once said I reminded him of his highschool friends.. And I don't have any friends outside work that’s why we clicked. The entire floor of this apartment was just us, so our hangout became the narrow stairwell between our doors. That tiny spot had seen shared laughter, yawns, coffee, and quiet yaps over the months. Bringing me his freshly brewed coffee became his routine.

“You know” he said as we sat on the steps between our apartments “you and me... we’re kinda like milk and coffee.”

I tilted my head, curious and confused. “What? because I’m sweet and you’re bitter?” sometimes he's unpredictable.

He chuckled, looking sideways at me. “No, because you soften me.”

Haaaa!???? What did he just say?

I stared at him, stunned. That was the first time Masa said something that made the air feel warmer.

He looked away, pretending to sip his drink. “We blend well, that’s all I’m saying.”

?????????

There was a long pause. What the hell? Why all of a sudden he became like this? You better stap Masahiro😭

The air between us quiet, warm. I sipped my coffee, wondering if he could hear how loud my heart was beating

I stared at him after.

He looked back, holding my gaze this time. “You soften the bitter taste. Make me better.”

And for a second, I forgot how to breathe.

"Masa..." I whispered, unsure what I was even trying to say.

I shook my head, trying to look away, but before I could, he leaned just a little closer, his shoulder brushing against mine on the step. “Can I try something?”

My heart skipped. “What?”

His free hand gently touched my jaw, barely there. I-i can't breathe with his sudden act“If you hate it, push me away.”

Before I could even answer, he leaned in.

And kissed me.

Hsgstahajsjsjsjsj!!!!!!!!

It was quiet... like him in the mornings. Warm. Simple..

His lips were soft, just like his voice when he told me I softened him. Just like the way he brought coffee without being asked. Just like the way he always listened, even when I wasn’t talking.

He pulled back slightly, just enough for his breath to brush over my lips.

“Well?” he whispered, eyes searching mine.

"Ha?" I'm hanging. Lagging.

"You okay?" He asked while staring at me. Oh God, Those eyes!

"No"

He blinked. “What?”

“I—” I broke into a nervous laugh. “You just kissed me"

"Want to try it again?" Whattt!!??

I choked on air. “Ha?” Is he really serious asking me this??

He leaned in and stared at my lips.

“Masahiro” I warned, heat creeping into my cheeks. “I will throw this coffee at you.”

He leaned closer, smirking. “Do it. I’ll still kiss you.”

“You’re funny.”

“And you’re red.”

“Shut up!”

He laughed softly, then his hand lifting to tuck my hair behind my ear, fingers grazing my cheek.

“You’re cute when you’re red" he murmured, voice dipping lower.

I looked up at him... eyes wide, heart pounding, and I knew he was going to kiss me again before he even moved.

This one wasn’t gentle like the first.

He leaned in slow, but the kiss was firmer. Pressed with more certainty, lips warm and tasting faintly of coffee.. just a little bitter, just a little sweet. Like us. It wasn’t rushed or desperate. Just… right.. He tilted his head, deepening it just enough to make my knees weaken a little, just enough to make me grip his shirt for balance feeling the heat of his chest underneath.

And then.. he smiled against my lips.

“Still want to throw the coffee?” he whispered, breath brushing my skin.

“Shut up" I whispered back, completely breathless.

He leaned his forehead against mine. “I’m gonna make this a routine, just so you know.”

I blinked. “What? Kissing me every morning?”

“Mmm” he hummed, brushing his lips over mine again, teasingly. “That, and bringing the best brewed coffee of mine”

I shoved his chest lightly. He didn’t budge, just laughed, dimple deepening again.

I stared at it, that stupid dimple, then reached out to poke it with my finger.

He caught my hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to my knuckles.

“Careful" he murmured. “If you keep looking at me like that, I might kiss you again.”

I hid my face against the cup im holding. “You’re the worst.”

“Yeah sure, but you still open the door for me every morning.”

And somehow… I knew I always would.

----- THE END.

Should I make an ending for this? like do they really start dating or nah? anyway, Thank you so much for reading this story, if you have spare time, you can read my other story here. It's also available on my a03

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Milk&Coffee

A/n: Hi! how you guys doin? Made this fanfic while listening to Milk & Coffee by Ballistik Boyz. I know the song is not about romance at all (it's about love's complexities based on my understanding) but I thought of cute prompts out of that. THIS IS JUST A FICTION FROM MY DELUSION. SEPARATE REALITY FROM THIS.

Wc: 953 words

Genre: fluff, romantic oneshot, slow burn, neighbor romance

Summary: Y/N once a self-proclaimed morning-hater, finds her mornings transformed by the charming presence of her neighbor, Masa. Sweet, slow-burn mornings turn into a tender routine neither of them wants to break.

I hated mornings. But ever since Masa moved into the apartment next door a year ago, they didn’t feel as heavy anymore.

"You're always half-asleep when you open the door" he laughed one chilly morning, holding two cups. Oh God he looks so damn good. I hid my face because he might see my face burning "Thought I'd bring your usual, milk and coffee. Extra sugar, just how you like it."

I blinked, still sleepy, dressed in a hoodie and mismatched socks but I don't mind. I became more comfortable around him. "You're too cheerful for 6 a.m. What's in that cup of yours? Energy drink?"

He just smirked and handed me the coffee. "Just black. I like my coffee like I like my mornings... quiet but intense."

I rolled my eyes at him but I couldn't help a small smile tugging my lips.

Every morning, he kept showing up. Sometimes with breads, sometimes with stories about his training and schedule. He's an artist and he have a group, Ballistik Boyz. Always with that crooked smile, deep dimple and his chocolate long hair that curled slightly at the ends made my chest flutter.

I grew a little crush on him. Just a little. Who wouldn't?

He once said I reminded him of his highschool friends.. And I don't have any friends outside work that’s why we clicked. The entire floor of this apartment was just us, so our hangout became the narrow stairwell between our doors. That tiny spot had seen shared laughter, yawns, coffee, and quiet yaps over the months. Bringing me his freshly brewed coffee became his routine.

“You know” he said as we sat on the steps between our apartments “you and me... we’re kinda like milk and coffee.”

I tilted my head, curious and confused. “What? because I’m sweet and you’re bitter?” sometimes he's unpredictable.

He chuckled, looking sideways at me. “No, because you soften me.”

Haaaa!???? What did he just say?

I stared at him, stunned. That was the first time Masa said something that made the air feel warmer.

He looked away, pretending to sip his drink. “We blend well, that’s all I’m saying.”

?????????

There was a long pause. What the hell? Why all of a sudden he became like this? You better stap Masahiro😭

The air between us quiet, warm. I sipped my coffee, wondering if he could hear how loud my heart was beating

I stared at him after.

He looked back, holding my gaze this time. “You soften the bitter taste. Make me better.”

And for a second, I forgot how to breathe.

"Masa..." I whispered, unsure what I was even trying to say.

I shook my head, trying to look away, but before I could, he leaned just a little closer, his shoulder brushing against mine on the step. “Can I try something?”

My heart skipped. “What?”

His free hand gently touched my jaw, barely there. I-i can't breathe with his sudden act“If you hate it, push me away.”

Before I could even answer, he leaned in.

And kissed me.

Hsgstahajsjsjsjsj!!!!!!!!

It was quiet... like him in the mornings. Warm. Simple..

His lips were soft, just like his voice when he told me I softened him. Just like the way he brought coffee without being asked. Just like the way he always listened, even when I wasn’t talking.

He pulled back slightly, just enough for his breath to brush over my lips.

“Well?” he whispered, eyes searching mine.

"Ha?" I'm hanging. Lagging.

"You okay?" He asked while staring at me. Oh God, Those eyes!

"No"

He blinked. “What?”

“I—” I broke into a nervous laugh. “You just kissed me"

"Want to try it again?" Whattt!!??

I choked on air. “Ha?” Is he really serious asking me this??

He leaned in and stared at my lips.

“Masahiro” I warned, heat creeping into my cheeks. “I will throw this coffee at you.”

He leaned closer, smirking. “Do it. I’ll still kiss you.”

“You’re funny.”

“And you’re red.”

“Shut up!”

He laughed softly, then his hand lifting to tuck my hair behind my ear, fingers grazing my cheek.

“You’re cute when you’re red" he murmured, voice dipping lower.

I looked up at him... eyes wide, heart pounding, and I knew he was going to kiss me again before he even moved.

This one wasn’t gentle like the first.

He leaned in slow, but the kiss was firmer. Pressed with more certainty, lips warm and tasting faintly of coffee.. just a little bitter, just a little sweet. Like us. It wasn’t rushed or desperate. Just… right.. He tilted his head, deepening it just enough to make my knees weaken a little, just enough to make me grip his shirt for balance feeling the heat of his chest underneath.

And then.. he smiled against my lips.

“Still want to throw the coffee?” he whispered, breath brushing my skin.

“Shut up" I whispered back, completely breathless.

He leaned his forehead against mine. “I’m gonna make this a routine, just so you know.”

I blinked. “What? Kissing me every morning?”

“Mmm” he hummed, brushing his lips over mine again, teasingly. “That, and bringing the best brewed coffee of mine”

I shoved his chest lightly. He didn’t budge, just laughed, dimple deepening again.

I stared at it, that stupid dimple, then reached out to poke it with my finger.

He caught my hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to my knuckles.

“Careful" he murmured. “If you keep looking at me like that, I might kiss you again.”

I hid my face against the cup im holding. “You’re the worst.”

“Yeah sure, but you still open the door for me every morning.”

And somehow… I knew I always would.

----- THE END.

Should I make an ending for this? like do they really start dating or nah? anyway, Thank you so much for reading this story, if you have spare time, you can read my other story here. It's also available on my a03