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[sailordraftss]

Elimination

pairing : nagi seishiro x reader 𝜗𝜚 ࣪˖ ִ

warning(s) : not edited, out of character?, angst, hurt/comfort, emotional repression

The bus stop was empty, quiet except for the low hum of the streetlight above and the scuff of a single foot dragging across concrete.

Nagi sat on the edge of the bench, hood up, head low, fingers tangled in the straps of his duffel bag like they were the only thing keeping him tethered to the moment. His legs were drawn in close, like he was trying to disappear into himself.

You spotted him from a few feet away and slowed. There was something about the way he sat still, too still, that told you everything you needed to know before he even spoke.

He didn’t look up as you approached, didn’t move when you sat beside him. You let the silence hang for a beat. Two. Long enough for the ache in your chest to settle, but not enough to smother it.

Then he spoke, voice barely audible.

“…I’m out.”

The words were clipped. Final. No explanation, no elaboration. He didn’t offer more, and you didn’t ask.

You just nodded once, almost like you were acknowledging a loss at a funeral.

He didn’t cry. Of course he didn’t. Nagi never cracked where anyone could see. But you noticed the slight twitch in his jaw, the way his knuckles had gone white from gripping the bag too tightly. The way his foot bounced, just once, like he was still running plays in his head.

You reached over and slid your fingers over his, gently prying them loose from the strap.

His hand was cold.

“I’m sorry,” you murmured.

He said nothing. But when you didn’t let go, when you leaned just enough for your shoulder to rest against his, he shifted. Barely, but enough. He let you hold his hand like it meant something. Like you meant something, even if the rest of the world had just told him he wasn’t enough.

“I thought you were gonna win the whole thing,” you said, voice low.

His lips twitched—almost a smile, maybe. Maybe not. “Me too.”

You turned to look at him, to really look at him. His eyes were locked on the sidewalk again, but there was something fragile beneath the boredom in his expression. Like if you looked too hard, he’d fall apart.

You leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

He didn’t move. But then, slowly, his head turned—just enough to find your lips with his. The kiss was quiet. Slow. Nothing desperate. Nothing flashy. Just him holding on to the one thing he still had.

You.

When it ended, his forehead rested against yours. His breath hitched slightly. You didn’t say anything. Just stayed there, hand in his, holding space for the weight he didn’t know how to carry.

And even though he didn’t say a word more, you could feel it in the way he stayed close.

He was tired. He was hurt. But he wasn’t alone.

Not tonight.

[sailordraftss]

Angel ⋆. 𐙚 ˚

pairing : Sae Itoshi x Reader

warning(s) : kissing, nsfw?, out of character?, use of (Y/N)

You felt Sae’s hot breath hit against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine. His hands, rough yet careful, trailed down your waist as he pressed himself closer.

“You’re such an angel, you know that?” he murmured, his lips ghosting over your neck before planting soft, teasing kisses. Each one sent a spark of heat through your body, his mouth working slowly, deliberately, knowing exactly what he was doing to you. Soon, those kisses would turn into deep purple marks—evidence of his claim on you.

“An angel?” you questioned, voice barely above a whisper as you tightened your grip around him.

Sae chuckled against your skin before pulling back just enough to look at you. His darkened gaze was full of something raw, something that made your stomach twist in the best way. “I know this doesn’t seem very angelic right now, but fuck. You’re such a good girl. You never do anything bad, you always listen to me. I love it. I love you.”

His confession made your breath hitch, but before you could respond, he pressed his lips against yours again—this time rougher, more desperate. His hands slid under your shirt, his fingertips grazing the soft skin of your stomach before traveling higher.

“I want you so bad, (Y/N),” he groaned, gripping your hips with just enough pressure to make you let out a soft, needy sound.

You pressed yourself closer to him, feeling his warmth, his need, his everything. His scent was intoxicating, and the way he looked at you—like you were his, only his—made your heart race.

“Bad, huh?” you mumbled, a smirk tugging at your lips as you gazed up at him.

Sae’s grip on you tightened, his breath uneven as he nodded. “So fucking bad.”

You leaned in, your lips brushing against his ear as you whispered, “Show me then.”

A deep, satisfied growl rumbled in his chest before he crashed his lips against yours, his hands now roaming freely, claiming every inch of you. The night was far from over.

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Forever, no more. - Sae Itoshi ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

summary : When Sae Itoshi left for Spain, he hurt Rin the most but he also managed to hurt his girlfriend, you.

warning(s) : not edited, angst?, out of character?, use of (Y/N)

The airport terminal buzzed with the sounds of departing flights, the announcements, and the soft shuffle of people walking to and from their gates. But for you, it felt like everything had slowed down. Your heart was caught in the whirlwind of emotions, stuck between wanting to run to him and the painful understanding that this moment had been inevitable.

Sae stood in front of you, his bag slung over his shoulder, eyes slightly downcast. His signature smile towards you was missing, replaced with a shadow of guilt and uncertainty.

“(Y/N) …” His voice broke through the noise, quieter than usual. He wasn’t looking at you, and that made your chest tighten.

“Don’t say it,” you whispered, shaking your head, your throat constricting as tears welled in your eyes. “Don’t say you have to leave. I… I can’t hear it again. I love you, Sae.”

You had heard this before. He had been telling you for months now—how his dreams were pulling him away, how the invitation from Spain was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how the pressure to be the best, to prove himself, was too much to ignore.

But knowing it didn’t make it any easier.

His gaze lifted, meeting yours, and for a split second, you saw it—the conflict in his eyes, the silent apology. But it was too late for apologies. The reality was here. He was leaving, and nothing you said could change that.

“I’m sorry,” he muttered, stepping closer but not quite reaching her. “I… I never wanted to hurt you, (Y/N). You know that, right?”

Your breath hitched as you nodded, forcing back the flood of tears. Don’t cry, don’t cry, you kept telling yourself, but the weight of the situation crushed your will. How many times had you tried to convince yourself this was okay? That you understood? But now that he was standing there, so close yet so far, it felt like the earth beneath your feet was shifting, pulling you into a pit of despair.

“You’ll come back,” You said, your voice cracking. It wasn’t a question, but a desperate plea.

Sae’s lips pressed into a thin line. He reached out, almost touching her cheek, but pulled his hand back as if the distance between them was the only thing keeping him grounded.

“I don’t know, (Y/N). I don’t know what’s going to happen. This... this is my chance to make it. To be who I’ve always wanted to be. I have to take it.”

You nodded slowly, the words tearing you apart as they left his mouth. This is his dream, you told herself. This is what he’s worked for.

But it didn’t make the pain go away.

“I understand,” you whispered, looking away as the tears finally slipped down your cheeks. “I know you have to go. I just… I wish there was another way.”

Sae’s face softened, and for a moment, he looked at you as though he didn’t want to leave. Like he could change everything if he just stayed. But he didn’t say it. He didn’t make any promises, because he couldn’t. And that truth hurt more than any goodbye.

“I’ll never forget you,” he said, almost too softly to hear. His voice wavered, and your heart shattered at the sound of it.

Your chest tightened, and you took a step back, trying to hold onto the last moments of the life they shared. “You don’t need to promise me that,” you said with a quiet sob, shaking your head. “I just want you to be happy, Sae. No matter what happens.”

Sae’s face crumpled, but he didn’t speak. Instead, he took one final, lingering look at her before turning to walk toward the gate. The world around you seemed to blur, your vision fogged by tears you couldn’t stop.

“Goodbye, (Y/N),” he said without looking back.

And with that, he disappeared into the crowd, into the path that would take him away from you, away from everything you had been with him.

She stood there, frozen, as the sound of his departure echoed in you mind. Goodbye, you thought. Goodbye, Sae… I hope you find everything you’re looking for.

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Kiss me ⋆˚࿔

pairing : Sae Itoshi x Reader

I feel myself blush heavily as Sae puts his face close to mine. He pressed his hands on my shoulders, holding me against the wall behind me. I glanced around, wondering what he was doing. Part of me what to push him away out of embarrassment, but the other part of me wanted him to stay. I realized that I felt safe here, in his arms. I closed my eyes, relaxing as I felt him wrap his hands around my neck.

" Sae, I-I don't think we should be doing this... " I muttered under my breath, just enough only so he could hear.

" Shhhh.. " he whispers softly. " Nobody has to know.. " and then, like something about this situation was pulling me towards him, his lips touching mine.

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A/N : I posted this on my old tumblr account with a different character but I really wanted to do it with Sae from bluelock! ♡