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anxious confessions - chilchuck tims x male reader

a/n: spoilers for episode 22/chapter48

chilchuck nervously fiddled with his fingers. it wasn't often that he felt this nervous. but he had just told the touden party that he had a wife and kids. he had just told you - his crush - about his estranged wife. and children.

he looked over at you. your face was deep in thought as you helped laios prepare the griffin meat. chilchuck's eyes looked over your hands and how deftly they worked the knife. he wondered what they felt like. would your hands be soft? or would they be calloused and rough? what would they feel like holding his hands?

no. he couldn't think about that. all chances of him even confessing to you were thrown out the window the minute he opened his mouth about his wife. they hadn't been together in years but you didn't know that. maybe you thought that she was waiting for him to return to the surface. it didn't matter though. his future relationship with you was doomed.

chilchuck sighed. he was glad that he got it off his chest - it made senshi open up to the group after all. but did it also close the door to your heart?

"hey. you free for a minute?"

you were stood over him. he looked to both sides, thinking you were talking to izutsumi or marcille. with a confused and slightly worried expression, he pointed to himself.

"of course i mean you, dummy," you laughed out. it made chilchuck's heart pound. "it's nothing horrible, i think. just a quick chat."

"oh, okay then." chilchuck stood up and followed after you.

you walked a bit away from the group. it was far enough that they couldn't hear your conversation but not far enough that you would be in danger. how funny would it be if a baby griffin just swooped down and snatched up chilchuck so he didn't have to suffer through this conversation? and how funny would it be if that was what he was praying for?

"so," you sat down in the snow. if it weren't for the fact that you were overheating with embarrassment then it would have chilled you to the bone. "i've had this on my chest for a while and i think it's best if you know. i was going to tell you before we left the golden dungeon but things happened, i guess. uh, basically... how should i put this...

"i have feelings for you? and it's not any hateful feelings, don't worry. whenever i'm with you i feel happy? there's this warm feeling inside, as cliche as it sounds. and i don't like the idea of us being apart. so when you said that you had a wife, it did hurt because what if i break up a happy marriage? you have kids after all. but i knew that if i didn't tell you then i'd regret it for the rest of my life; i'd probably leave the island and live in exile just to avoid that shame. i just wanted you to know so you could reject me and go back to your wife and i can book the next boat off-"

before you could continue your self-deprecating confession, chilchuck surged forward and captured your lips in a kiss. his arms wrapped around your neck as he relaxed into you. out of reflex, your hands grabbing his waist. you kissed him back. all thoughts of exile melted from your head as they were replaced with images of the future: the two of you in a house, lounging around together; fighting side by side against monsters in the dungeon; kisses hidden from the other party members and some shared right in front of them.

all chilchuck could think about was how soft your hands were with him. they were better than he imagined. and your lips? gods, if he were to die now then he would die happy. he hoped that baby griffin he prayed for didn't show up now.

"do you ever shut up?" chilchuck said as he pulled away from you. he spoke softly, like you would bolt away from him first chance you got.

you pulled him in so that he was sitting in your lap. a smile played on your lips. "yeah, when you take my breath away."

"gods, why did i have to fall in love with you?" sighed chilchuck.

for a moment you wondered if he was being serious. he had that look on his face that you had joking labelled the disappointed dad face (fate must really be laughing at you now, in hindsight). yet you could see the ghost of a smile on his lips. it dawned on you what he said.

"you love me?"

chilchuck gently punched the top of your head. he crossed his arms with an incredulous look. "uh, yeah? do you seriously think i would kiss you if i didn't? if you thought you were anxious about confessing, then i must've been paralysed with fear. i thought that any chance with you was gone after i told everyone about my estranged wife and daughters." he made sure to stress the estranged part.

you pouted, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. his hand came up to your head and stroked it. "i love you too, chilchuck."

the two of you leaned back in for another kiss. all the fears and worries chilchuck had melted away as your lips melted against each other's. just like your mind was filled with images of the future, chilchuck's mind was filled with thoughts of the now. being in your arms was like a dream come true and his heart hadn't stopped racing since he said that you had feelings for him. he didn't think it would stop anytime soon either.

"let's get back to the others," said chilchuck. "i'm sure they're wondering why we've been gone for so long."

he stood up first, dusting the snow off his clothes before he held his out to you. a wide grin on your face, you grabbed it and didn't let go.

"so are we boyfriends now? can we kiss all the time?"

"don't make me regret my decision."

BONUS

"so when can i meet your daughters?"

chilchuck choked on his soup.

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the wife - senshi x male reader

warnings: gender assumptions, really bad banner quality

"senshi, did you always have that ring?" asked marcille. they had just left the second floor and were making their way to the third when marcille noticed the shiny iron band on his ring finger.

"yeah, i have," senshi said. he turned around to look at the group. "are we alright to make a stop on the way? i told my wife that i'd bring back some supplies. my base is close by."

laios nodded. "yeah, that should be fine." he stopped walking for a minute. "you have a wife?!"

senshi nodded, walking past the shocked trio. he sighed to himself. he knew that they would have questions about his wife and that's why he didn't tell them. it had been so long since he had interacted with people that weren't his wife, the orcs or the people he traded with. maybe he had just forgotten to mention it to them in order to avoid their questions.

it wasn't long before they reached his secret base. senshi could practically feel their anticipation to see his wife. he pulled back the curtain and smiled. "i'm home."

laios, marcille and chilchuck looked over his shoulder. in their minds they had conjured up many different variations of senshi's wife. would she be a stocky and robust dwarf - the fighter to his lover? or would she be an educated gnome - the one to supply senshi with the knowledge of which monsters were good to eat?

"darling, i was so worried about you."

to their surprise, their widened eyes landed on a handsome elf man. you were his wife?!

you leant down to bring senshi into a hug. he flushed while you peppered kisses all over his face. "after you didn't come back for the first few days, i began to worry that you died. i was just about to make my way up to the first floor to look for you."

"i'm sorry that i worried you," senshi wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in tighter. his voice was low and sincere. it always managed to send shivers down your spine.

both of you pulled apart but not without one last kiss from you. his blush had died down and he seemed to beam at you. senshi stood to the side and pointed at the gaping trio. "i ran into some adventurers on the way. this is laios, marcille and chilchuck. they're hoping to defeat a red dragon to save laios' sister and i decided to help them."

you stood up, dusting off your apron. "i do apologise for not greeting you sooner. i've just been so worried about my senshi. my name is y/n and i am senshi's wife."

they noticed the glint of the iron band on your ring finger. it was matching with senshi's own ring.

"but you're a man? an elf man?" said marcille. her voice shook with disbelief.

"in dwarvish culture, the one who proposes becomes the husband while the one who gets proposed to become the wife," senshi explained. he shrugged off his pack and dropped it in the corner. you followed after him and began unpacking it.

"he proposed to me three years ago and we got married the day after." you put away some spices into a cupboard. the trio noticed a relatively large bedroll in one corner of the room. a dreamy look crossed your face as you remember your wedding. "my senshi has always been quite the romantic."

laios, marcille and chilchuck shared a look between them. neither you nor senshi noticed as you were to busy fussing over him, checking for any cuts or bruises. at one point you stopped and he brought you in for a kiss. it was short but still sweet. it wasn't really their place to judge senshi for having an elf man for his wife. after all, they had their own secrets that they hadn't shared with each other yet.

chilchuck dreaded the day the party had to meet his own wife.

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morning person - laios touden x gn reader

a/n: part two to this post. i am starved by his lack of content so i must sustain myself

the sun's rays hit laios' face, causing him to blink his eyes open. he was still tired, having barely slept that night. his dreams were filled with falin screaming and crying for him to help her - to save her. if it weren't for the fact that in between those dreams of screams and anguish that his mind was filled with a blank void - of him, floating in nothingness - then wouldn't have called what he experienced that night sleep at all.

he rubbed at his eyes and looked over to the other side of the bed. you were sound asleep, mouth open and drool spilling past your lips. your head was propped against one of your arms while the other was draped across laios' body. it was quite adorable. if he could, laios would have it immortalised forever in a portrait and carry it around with him.

laios leaned over and pressed a kiss to your forehead. he gently shook your body in an attempt to wake you up. "it's time to wake up, y/n."

your hand flew from his body to you face. groaning, you rolled over. "five more minutes. i'll be up in five minutes."

he shook his head. honestly, he should have known better. despite you being the one to dictate that chilchuck, marcille, you and himself would leave for the dungeon at first light, you were yet to wake up. the dungeon had skewered his sense of time as they could spend nights under a blazing sun and days under a starlight sky but you were used to the surface (and waking up on your own time).

you seriously weren't a morning person.

a knock at the door made laio turn his sleepy head.

"are you two ready? me and marcille are ready to go when you are," came chilchuck's voice. if he strained, laios could hear the clunk of bags moving about.

"we've just woken up. give us," he yawned, "ten minutes and we'll meet you in the kitchen."

there was some rattling (presumably marcille holding back chilchuck from breaking down the door) before it faded off down the corridor. laios looked back to you and smiled.

you seemed so peaceful. with drool spilling from your mouth and tufts of hair unbrushed, he couldn't see anything other than beauty.

was this the life outside of the dungeon that he was missing? going to bed with you, waking up with you, just spending the day with you? he could count on one hand how many times he had seen you this past month. laios had missed the last time he was in the dungeon, he always missed you whenever the two of you had to be apart. he had made it a habit of returning to you as soon as possible the minute they would leave the dungeon. maybe that was why your house was his first point of call after being they returned to the surface.

laios loved being in the dungeon. all the monsters he could see and the new environments to explore. but he also loved you. and it broke his heart a bit every time he had to leave you to go back. well, he didn't have to go back underground but he chose to. did you ever hate him for that? for leaving you behind every time? for choosing the dungeon over your relationship?

you sat up, rubbing at your eyes. "morning." you grumbled, words muffled by a yawn.

laios brought his hands to your face and gave you a kiss. you were far too sleepy to reciprocate but you did your best. when he pulled away, he squished your cheeks together gently.

even through your sleep-addled eyes you could see the wheels turning in his head. what was he doing, thinking so early? this was the time to sleep not the time to think.

"come on," said laios. he removed his hands from your face and got out of bed. "Let's go save falin."

the next time that you all walked out of that dungeon, with falin in tow, would be his last. he was already thinking about the next time he would be able to wake up next to you. and the time after that. and after that.

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masterlist: delicious in dungeon

[ ♱ = angst, ✼ = crack, ★ = comfort, ♥︎ = fluff ] 

dog with doe-like eyes - laios touden x gn reader [★]

morning person - laios touden x gn reader [♥︎]

the wife - senshi x male reader [♥︎]

anxious confessions - chilchuck tims x male reader [♥︎]

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dog with doe-like eyes - laios touden x gn reader

warnings: spoilers for the start of delicious in dungeon, reader comforting character, implicit relationship (but there's still a kiss)

"what happened?"

laios sighed. he had shown up on your doorstep covered in cuts and bruises. falin was nowhere in sight but chilchuck and marcille trailed behind him as they walked into your home. shuro and namari weren't there either. when you noticed their absence, the pit in your stomach only deepened.

"falin..." marcille trailed off. she gripped her staff tighter, brows furrowed and lips curled downward.

you stopped treating laios' wounds. your hands folded over his, thumb rubbing caring circles. "what happened to falin, laios?"

he bit his lip. you could see the tears brimming in his eyes before they fell. laios put his hand on top of yours and squeezed it gently.

"she... she got eaten. by a red dragon." he said. the tears started to fall. "we were attacked by it on one of the dungeon's lower levels. she saved me - saved all of us by a teleportation spell. but it was too late for her."

"oh laios." you pulled him into a hug. he hid his face in your shoulder, tears staining your shirt. marcille was crying as well, her body racked with silent sobs. chilchuck just looked angry but it was different from normal. he was angry at himself.

your heart ached. the touden party had been at your house not even a week ago, talking about a mission they had taken up from the island lord. they all ate a meal you prepared for them, had a few drinks, and then retired to bed. you can still remember the way laios followed you up to your room, almost like a dog with the way he trailed after you with those doe-like eyes. to think that a week later half of them would return with such news: it broke your heart.

"we need to go back," said laios. he lifted himself off your shoulder. there were tear streaks on his face, his eyes red. "every second we're not in that dungeon means falin gets closer and closer to being digested. we need to save her."

"with what money?" asked chilchuck harshly. "all our supplies were left in the dungeon and we can't save falin if we get killed on one of the upper floors."

laios looked away like a kicked puppy. you cupped his face in your hand. the pain in his face was explicit but you could see the bags under his eyes. his stomach grumbled. and then marcille's stomach grumbled. and chilchuck's.

"you won't get anywhere in the states that you're in," you said. "i'll heal your wounds and then you'll eat something. you'll sleep here tonight and we'll leave for the dungeon at first light. does that sound okay?"

"you're coming with us?" marcille looked at you, eyes still teary. the leaf on her staff was wilted.

"of course," your thumb rubbed loving circles on laios' cheek. "you're going to need some common sense while you're down then. now come on, lets get you all healed up."

you pressed a kiss to laios' forehead before standing up. he blinked at you a few times before a small smile tugged at his lips. it was the first time he had smiled since he walked into your home. and as you motioned for them to all follow you into the kitchen, he followed after you like a dog with his doe-like eyes.

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to reiterate, i have blocked several accounts that have ignored this boundary. i will continue to block those blogs that continue to ignore this boundary

this is a non-women loving non-women blog (nwlnw). my target audience is not women/female readers. if i see people interacting with my work (liking, reblogging, commenting) and you are a woman/have she/her pronouns in your bio, you will be blocked. you’ve got your own shit to read so go fucking read it

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schnucki - michael kaiser x gn reader

schnucki = sweetie-pie (german) a/n: short

why did kaiser have to be so hot? running around the pitch with his blonde hair bouncing behind him, his sweat only seemed to accentuate his already perfect features. that stupid grin he had on his face as he chased after the ball, kicking it and whooping in joy as it landed in the goal.

you could have stared at him all day. often you had to catch yourself from looking at him for too long. there had been a time, when you first joined basterd munchen, where you would stare at him for minutes at a time. even if he was doing mundane tasks like stretching or eating food. everything about him was etheral.

"like what you see, schnucki?"

and then he opened his mouth.

"not anymore." you walked off. the illusion was ruined every time he opened his damn mouth. at least you could just use your memory to appreciate his hotness.

"hey! don't walk away from me! oi!"

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dying breath - neuvillette x gn reader

a/n: inspired by the bruno mars song

“we should get married.”

you looked up from your work and stared at neuvillette. he looked at you with that gleam in his eyes - like you had hung up the moon and painted the stars. his hand gripped his pen, poised above his own work.

"what makes you say that?" you asked him. neuvillette always said whatever was on his mind around you. most of the time it was observations of things going on around you or sweet words that made you smile but this - this was something out of the blue.

"we've been courting for a while now, haven't we?" said neuvillette. he put his pen down and put his full attention on you. "according to mortal tradition, couples who have been courting for as long as us decide to wed. surely you've had this thought on your mind for awhile now as well?"

ah. so he had been thinking about this for some time then. you smiled to yourself. "of course i've thought about it. it would be nice to be married to you. but why do you want to get married?"

his eyes followed you as you walked over to him. you grabbed ahold of his hand and knelt next to him. neuvillette's spare hand brushed some hair out of your face and it lingered.

"there will be no more legal complications if i were to take your name over residency, financial decisions, and - should we decide to, later down the line - over the care of children." his eyes softened as they wandered from holding your gaze to your lips. "the most simple reason is that i love you. and i want you to know that i swear to love you until my dying breath and even after that."

you leaned up and kissed him. neuvillette pulled you forward so you were sat on his lap and kissed you back. you could feel his lips curl upward as you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"should i take that as a yes then?"

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to clear something up so i won’t have to do it in future

the reason why i ask that you don’t send a paragraph for a request is because i’m autistic. if i’m told to do something or i’m given instructions, i have to follow it to the letter. by sending a request with a lot of detail i feel like i have to write it exactly like that and i won’t be able to write my own things which doesn’t make it fun for me at all. so i’m getting rid of that problem before it can cause me any stress

no one asked for this explanation but i thought i’d say it before anyone asked or complained about it

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napkin - gin gagamaru x gn reader

“don’t you guys think that gagamaru and l/n are a bit too close?” asked igarashi. he had a hand to the side of his mouth, eyes focused on the pair who were eating together on another table. “ever since we started here, they’ve been together all the time.”

kunigami, mouth full with rice, rolled his eyes. swallowing what was in his mouth, he picked up some more rice, ready to shovel it into his mouth. “is there a problem with that?”

igarashi put his hands in front of his face in the shape of an x. he shook his head violently. “it’s more of an observation than anything.”

“you could say the same about me and bachira,” isagi chimed in. bachira nodded and wrapped his arms around isagi’s shoulders to further his point.

“but it’s different with them,” said igarashi. “they’re like ridiculously close!”

as if hearing him, you wiped some food off of gagamaru’s face. he looked at you with those wide eyes and smiled. it would have been a sweet moment if not for the fact that gagamaru went back to eating, hands grabbing his food and pushed it into his mouth. the four boys looked at each other before rolling their eyes. classic gagamaru.

“why don’t you just ask them?” said isagi. he pointed at igarashi with his chopsticks. the bald monk’s face dropped. he put his arms in an x motion once more, shaking his head with much more fervour.

“i can’t just do that! he’d eat me!” they weren’t sure if he was talking about gagamaru or you.

they group looked over at the two of you again. you were wiping gagamaru’s face again with a napkin as he wiped his hands with another. your hand rested on the side of his face again and you looked at him softly. he gazed into your eyes, seemingly enraptured. both of you leaned forward and met each other halfway with a kiss. pulling apart, you smiled widely at him and his lips quirked up into his own form of smile.

igarashi’s mouth hung open almost comically. his eyes were wide, nearly popping out of his skull. bachira giggled to himself softly while isagi smiled.

kunigami, with a small smirk, said, “i think that answers your question, igarashi.”

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this is a non-women loving non-women blog (nwlnw). my target audience is not women/female readers. if i see people interacting with my work (liking, reblogging, commenting) and you are a woman/have she/her pronouns in your bio, you will be blocked. you’ve got your own shit to read so go fucking read it

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i dont have any ideas for request js wanted to say hi pookie dookie😊

hi hi snookums

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Oh holy cookies, do you write male readers? That is so great friend, I love and adore with my being the contents like this, almost of the ones you searched for are always female readers and it gives me a slight kakaka dysphoria, in short I love your works they are so good, (good night and take care writer that is important omg i sound excited OMG)

sorry but when i read "oh holy cookies" i was thinking that you were robin from the old batman series. that has made me chuckle it has

i'm glad you enjoy my writing! thank you! kiss kiss love love hug hug

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this is a non-women loving non-women blog (nwlnw). my target audience is not women/female readers. if i see people interacting with my work (liking, reblogging, commenting) and you are a woman/have she/her pronouns in your bio, you will be blocked. you’ve got your own shit to read so go fucking read it

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requests

current requests: (see request and blog rules here)

gagamaru x trans masc reader

isagi x male reader

itoshi sae x male reader

itoshi rin x gn reader

preferred requests (these will be a higher priority than other requests):

DELICIOUS IN DUNGEON

characters: laios, senshi, shuro

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hii!! idk if you're taking requests rn, but if you are can i request isagi, kunigami, or rin from bllk walking in on transmasc or gn reader in their shirt (maybe the shirt is a bit big on reader? sorry im really into slightly oversized clothingskfhs)

curse you - rensuke kunigami x trans male reader

warnings: binding, kunigami showered (no pics)

kunigami walked out of the bathroom, towel around his waist and shoulders. water dripped from his hair and left a small trail on the floor as he walked into his bedroom. he saw you sat on his bed, scrolling absentmindedly on your phone. his brows furrowed when he realised that you were still in the same clothes as when you got to his house.

"are you going to get changed?" kunigami asked. he brought his towel to his hair and started to dry it.

"you're done showering?" you didn't look up from your phone. "that was quick."

"you didn't answer my question." he moved to his dresser. "you've been binding for a few hours now. it's better to get out of it before it starts hurting."

sometimes you hated how caring your boyfriend was. you knew that he wanted the best for you and he didn't want you to be uncomfortable or in pain at all. but sometimes you wished he let things fly a bit. sure you had been binding for a few hours but you could still wear it for some more hours.

a shirt hit you in the face. and then a hoodie.

"go get changed into them," said kunigami. he walked over to you and pressed a kiss to the side of your head. "you can use the bathroom if you don't feel comfortable getting changed while i'm here."

playfully huffing, you made a point to strop to the bathroom, pouting all the while. curse that loving, caring, handsome ginger. he was too good to you.

the shirt was quite baggy on you. it hid everything that you didn't want people seeing. and it smelled of kunigami. you threw the hoodie on and it hid even more. it was soft and cosy.

when you walked out of the bathroom, clothes and binder in hand, you saw that kunigami was fully dressed and was properly drying out his hair. he looked up at you as you walked over to him. even as you put your clothes in your bag, you could still feel his eyes on you.

"i can feel you staring, rensuke," you said. you walked over and sat next to him on the bed.

"sorry," he said bashfully. kunigami pulled you closer to him, leaving his arms around your waist. "i just can't believe that i'm dating a guy like you."

he kissed you gently and you kissed back. water landed on our hair and shoulders. you pulled away and made a face.

"dry off, you sap."

"alright, alright. i love you."

"i love you more."

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glass - rin itoshi x male reader

warnings: angst, one swear word, slight manga spoilers

“i think we should go on a break.”

“where to?” rin didn’t even turn his head. his gaze was focused on the football match in front of him - some high school team from another prefecture at nationals.

“no,” you walked over and stood next to his desk. there was a framed picture of the two of you on there together. it had been taken years ago, before you started calling each other boyfriends. you had your arms around each other, smiling as wide as you could as kids. rin had a plaster on his nose from when he got hit in the face with a football.

the frame’s glass was dirty, covered in dust. it was pushed behind trophies of his football wins. there were some other pictures of the two of you, covered as well by his trophies. you spotted an unopened present you got him a few weeks ago.

“we should put our relationship on a break.” you waited for him to look at you, to actually look at you.

it felt like weeks since you had looked him in the eye. it had been a few months since the two of you even hugged, much less held hands or kissed. and while rin was never that big on physical affection, he always made a point to try with you. he was the one who asked you out for crying out loud. it had always been him making the first move with you always running after him. but not things had changed - rin had changed.

he looked up at you. the football match was still playing on his laptop. “what do you mean?”

“what do i mean? what do i mean? what do you think i mean?!” you wanted to throw your hands in the air, to show him how done you were with him. “we’ve not had a proper conversation in days; you always ditch me for football, even for the things that we had planned months in advance. the trip to the museum? i was waiting an hour for you before you decided to let me know that you were staying longer for practice. you’re always focused on something other than me: be it practice, going to matches, arguing with your brother, training, even watching these stupid matches of other schools. you make me feel like a second choice.”

rin moved in his chair to face you. his eyes had gone wide, lips turned down. his brows furrowed. “you said that you’re happy with me taking extra time for football.”

“yes but only when you tell me about it before,” you shot back. “you can’t just make me wait in the rain for something we had planned just to be told that you’ll be doing something else. i was happy to support you with football, but i am not happy supporting you in something you value more than our relationship. something you value more than me.”

your eyes grew warm and you could feel the tears brimming. the audience booed. you clenched your fist. “even now you’ve still got that bloody thing going off while i’m talking to you. i’m fed up with it. i’m fed up with you.”

turning around, you grabbed your things from his bed. your gaze landed on the football pillow you got for him for your anniversary last year. it looked pristine, almost exactly how it looked when you bought it for him. obviously it had been taken care of - probably because it was something football related.

“i am done with you, rin itoshi,” you stormed to his bedroom door. with your hand around the handle, you looked back at the boy you had loved.

rin’s eyes were watering, his hands shaking. he opened his mouth to try and speak but it was drowned out by the crowd screaming in joy. he stood up, shaking hand outstretched to you but it was too late.

“i hope you fucking grow up.”

and you walked out of your childhood love’s room.