#I see myself swooning at wataru

[annicaax]

[feralforfruit]

The Garden 🪴🐝

♡︎Go read the intro here♡︎

Pairings: Tangerine and Ladybug x fem!reader

Warnings: NSFW, threesome, lot of cursing, daddy kink ofc

Word Count: 2.8k words.

You wake up to a loud banging on your bedroom door. You groan and open your eyes in a squint from your rude awakening. You move your comforter to the side as you get up to walk to the doorknob. You untwist the lock before opening it to see Lemon freeze his 20th knock.

“Why in the fuck are you still sleeping? God damnit, luv, you really need an alarm or something,” he says shaking his head. “Lemon, what’s going on?” you ask with a sleepy voice, rubbing your eyes.

He begins, “I lost my dvd for season 3 of Thomas and was wondering if you’ve seen it anywhere?”

“Is that really why you came to my side of the house, banging at my door like you’re dying?” you ask with a confused frown.

“Well I obviously didn't come here to look at your cute little bumblebee pajamas.” He motions to your small black tank top, with an embroidered bee on the middle below your chest line, with tiny yellow bumblebee shorts to match. He smirks, “But I’m glad I did. Best thing I’ve seen all week, honestly.”

You pinch the bridge of your nose and sigh. “No, I haven’t seen it. Have you checked your suitcase from the last job? You probably forgot it in there since you take fucking forever to unpack.”

Lemon eyes almost pop out of his head while he pratically jumps on you to engulf your face in a huge embrace. He peppers what seems like a million kisses on the top of your scalp due to your height difference before finally releasing you and sprinting towards his room. You shake your head with a smile before yelling, “Don’t run in the house!! The floors just got waxed!” You hear a thud from across the corridor that you can’t see with a “I’m okay!!” in the distance before he continues his search. 

You decide that since you’re already up, you should just head downstairs for some food. You grab your slides from the entrance of your bedroom before making your way to the kitchen. Sitting at the kitchen island are Ladybug and Tangerine having some lunch. They both turn around to see who came into the room and immediately they both start smiling widely in surprise and whistling at the sight of your new pj's. You can’t help but laugh and blush at their ridiculous reaction to your new favorite investment. “Give us a twirl, darling!” Tangerine shouts and you follow his command with a blowing of a kiss. Ladybug grabs his heart dramatically swooning at your actions while Tangerine reaches out for your hand to pull you closer to them. “Oh, BB, is this what you’ve been spending your paychecks on? Those are adorable!” Ladybug says moving his hand to touch the loose fabric on the end of the shorts. “Damn, good quality, too. Might need to get some myself.” You giggle at his comments before saying, “Thank you, lovebug. I just had it delivered, yesterday.”

“Well, you need to get a shit ton more because if I don’t wake up every day to this, I’m going to be fucking pissed off.” Tangerine states while gawking at you, rubbing his mustache as looks at you up and down. Yuichi comes into the room with his head down on his phone. “Yuichi, look at BB!” Ladybug snaps causing him to look up swiftly and he smiles softly admiring how cute you look. He walks up to you and rubs your back up and down with one hand. “These new, Hachi?” he says staring at your figure. You bite your lip and nod before asking, “You like it?” He nods slowly, “I love it.” He pecks your temple gently and moves his hand back to his pockets. “I got to go now, Wataru is waiting for me to pick him up from school. I’ll be back, later.” He makes his way out the door. “Bye, Yuichi!” everyone yells before he closes the front door.

Tangerine grabs you by the waist and pulls you into the space between his legs. “What has our BB planned out for the day, hmm?” He asks while squeezing at the ends of your hips. “Well, I wanted to grab something to eat. You guys got us some takeout for lunch?” You peek at the marble behind them, seeing huge ‘THANK YOU’ bags laid out with styrofoam takeout containers opened with pasta inside. “Yeah, we decided to let you take a break from cooking today since it is our day off.” Ladybug says while bringing his hand up to your cheek to squeeze it lightly. “Wanted our Bumblebee to relax today.”

“My favorite alfredo pasta! Aww, thank you guys!” you say grabbing Tangerine’s face and pecking his cheek, then doing the same to Ladybug immediately after, in gratitude.

You move away from them to grab yourself a plate from the cupboard, serving yourself with a fork before eating it happily in the seat between them.

When you finished, you wiped your face with a napkin before getting up and placing the plate in the dishwasher. Tangerine got up to do the same and when he looked at your top, he paused you and motioned you towards him. “Oh, gorgeous, look what you did. Got a bit of sauce on ya. Let me help you.” He wraps his large hands around your hips and pulls you up in a free space on the counter. You squeal at his sudden actions.

“Tan, what are you doing?” You giggle but he shushes you. “Got to get it off before it stains, luv.” He says, keeping his eyes on you while he moves his head down. He brings his tongue out and slowly starts licking at the bit of your top that sits right above the most sensitive part of your breasts. Your breath starts to hitch as he tries sucking out at the spot. You can’t believe the pool that is already beginning to form in your panties even though he hasn’t touched the sensitive bud that is protruding so close to his mouth. He finally pulls away and clicks his tongue in disappointment. “Ladybug, have a look at this, will ya?” Tangerine says still keeping his eyes entirely on you.

Ladybug gets up and walks to your side of the kitchen island, now he too is staring at the stain. “Man, that is pretty bad.” Ladybug then brings his thumb up and rubs at the stain, causing you to shiver at his touch. “I reckon we need to take it off, don’t we?” Tangerine’s fingers ran along the waistline of the top. “Oh yeah, definitely. We need to get it washed before it gets any worse.” Ladybug says while nodding back as if he confirmed his diagnosis. Tangerine smirks, “You heard the man, luv?”

Oh, you know exactly what they’re trying to do and man they’re good. Tangerine starts hooking his fingers and pulling your top over your head, your bare tits falling gracefully. Tangerine winks and walks off to take it in the direction of the laundry room. You’re left alone with Ladybug who immediately starts moving your thighs apart and gripping them to his sides with your body now pressed against his. “Gotta cover you up somehow, BB?” He says with his iconic wide smile while pulling you off the counter with your arms and legs wrapped all around his upper half. “Where are you taking me, lovebug?” You whisper in his ear. He responds, “You’ll see.”

He walks silently for a minute before kicking a bedroom door open. He finally places you down gently with your back still away from the scenery. He closes the door leaving it open slightly. You turn around and gasp at the beautiful setup in front of you. Ladybug starts hugging you from behind while chuckling at your reaction. In front of you is a lovely display of a dimly lit chandelier with a room full of gorgeous red furniture with white rose petals surrounding the whole carpet. In the middle is a king-sized bed, with silk black sheets that are dying to be slept in. You’ve never seen this room before since you spend most of your time in The Hivemind. You didn’t think there could be a room so relaxing and sensual in your own home.

“We were planning hard on what to do on our day off.” Ladybug states softly in your ear. You smile and ask, “We?” Then you hear the door creak and close. “Yes, we, darling.” That accent coming closer is now facing you, moving closer with every slow step. He brings his hands to your cheeks. “Got to show our girl how much we appreciate her.” He says before his lips become one with yours in an instant.

Tangerine’s mustache gives the sweetest tickles all over your mouth as Ladybug starts kissing your neck. You feel the warm hands of Ladybug moving up towards your breasts, massaging them. His index finger on each hand rubbed each nipple making you moan into Tangerine’s delicious lips. Tangerine takes this opportunity to let his tongue slide into your mouth. Even with all this contact, your body begins whimpering, begging for more. Upon hearing this, Tangerine and Ladybug open their eyes to give each other a look and both start to pull away slowly. “C’mon, BB, let's get you comfortable.” Ladybug says as he lightly spanks you.

He and Tangerine begin to guide you towards the bed. You crawl onto the biggest bed you’ve ever been on in your life. You lay your head against the softest pillows with your legs slightly bent up. You watch as each of the men undress. You are drooling at every layer they shed and need to bite your thumb to keep you contained. After they are fully stripped, Tangerine arrives on your left side and Ladybug to your right. They begin touching your body softly as they get comfortable. Before you know it, they start kissing you passionately, each taking turns on your lips, your neck, and your breasts.

“You really like this, huh? You like being our good little whore, sweetheart?” Ladybug says with a heavy, rough voice you’ve never experienced from him before. You moan and nod into Tangerine’s lips while you squeeze your thighs together, trying to gain some relief from the building excitement. Tangerine pulls away and moves his hands down to your hips. He grabs both your underwear and shorts in one swift movement, throwing them across the room. He begins to hook your thighs into his arms and pulls you towards him, roughly. You squeal loudly in surprise at the sudden action. Tangerine parts your legs wide and begins to position himself to your entrance; rubbing up and down your pussy. Looking up at you he says, “God, you look so fucking sexy all spread out for us. You’re god damn dripping. You’ve been dreaming of this, haven’t you? Fucking slut, you better be ready for me.” You nod eagerly, needy eyes staring deep into his.

He slides into you while groaning loudly, “Ugh so fucking tight, gotta give you a nice proper fuck now, don’t I?” He tightly grabs your hips, slamming his cock into you with a sheer force that has you moaning in a way that you can feel your own voice echoing back. Ladybug moves down to your tit and puts it in his mouth, sucking and flicking your nipple with his tongue. As he does so, his hand is moving down to your clit, rubbing circles exactly where you want it. “Yes! Oh, lovebug, that feels so good!” You throw your head back, experiencing a pleasure so heightened, that you can already feel your orgasm brewing at a pace that has never been achieved.

Tangerine begins to pound you faster in a perfect rhythm. “Oh fuck! Daddy, please don’t stop, just like that! YES!” you scream with heavy pants in between every word. “Fuck yeah, take my fucking cock. Beg for my cum, slut. I’m gonna spill it all inside, fucking beg for it!” he says while Ladybug spanks your clit. “Do as he says, my dear. You want to cum, too, don’t you? Do it.” Ladybug rubs your bud a bit faster which leads a huge O to appear on your face. “I’m so close! Please cum with me, daddy! Cum inside me, daddy!” you grip the sheets tightly to hold onto your climax a little more for him. His thrusts get rougher and rougher. “Ahhh fuckkkk!” His huge load begins to fill you up, but he is still hitting you with deep, hard thrusts. This sends you over the edge, giving you the biggest orgasm you’ve ever experienced in your life. All the sensations, leave your mind blank and your eyes rolling to the back of your head. Ladybug kisses your cheeks and rubs your head softly, trying to calm down your shaking body.

Tangerine starts pulling out of you slowly, groaning at the release. “Holy shit, dunno how I even lasted up to now.” He lets out a breathy chuckle and looks up at Ladybug. “Well, you’re up now, mate.” He pats his friend’s shoulder before getting up and grabbing a cig with his lighter. “I’ll be on the balcony having a smoke, call me when your done, yeah?” He walks off with his sexy bare ass on full display. Ladybug smiles and strokes your cheek with his thumb. “Don’t worry, BB, I’ll be a little more gentle. Just take a deep breath for me and enjoy.” He pecks your lips so sweetly. Your chest is still red and heaving from your last orgasm, but for some reason, you feel the knot that just went loose inside you begin to tangle again under his touch. Just the way he is looking at you have you spreading your legs wide for him, ready for his love. He positions himself, his face still hovering over yours, looking deep into your eyes. His mouth gapes slightly at the contact and your legs interlock around his hips causing him to bottom out on you. He somehow still stretches you out deliciously in this new position. He begins to thrust in a sensual and steady rhythm that makes you feel every pulse going through the both of you. With every intimate thrust, you both are moaning messes in each other’s ears. “So good for me, BB! So fucking good, oh god.” He moves his lips from your ears to your lips, kissing you passionately while moving his hips faster. Your whimpers are muffled by his tongue and you can feel yourself getting closer. Ladybug pulls away with a pant, “You think you’re ready for one more load, babygirl?” You nod, your foreheads pressing together. You grip his biceps to hang onto reality. “Yes, oh my love, please… Please give me your cum. I’m s-so close.” 

He grips onto the headboard and continues to thrust deeply into you. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna fucking blow right into you, baby! Holy shit!” He grunts as your hands move to his back, scratching at the surface. “Oh, fill me up, Daddy! Make me cum again, YES!” You moan loudly as your second orgasm washes over you along with his hot thrusts pumping you full of his cum. “Oh, fuck! Don’t. Spill. A. Fucking. Drop.” He says within his final deep thrusts. He pants and falls beside you on the bed. You both are taking a minute to catch your breath before he motions you to come closer for a cuddle. “Tangerine! Get your perky ass back here! It’s cuddle time, stop fucking up your lungs!” He shouts as Tangerine puts his cig out and walks back into the bed. “Mate, you’re gonna fuck up your lungs with how god damn loud you’re shoutin'.” He chuckles and cuddles up beside you and pecks your shoulder softly. “Not as bad as you though, luv, that’s for fucking sure.” You giggle weakly. “I love you guys.” You kiss each one of them sweetly on the lips. “Thank you for giving me the best day off ever.”

* .♡ *:･ﾟ✧ ⋆ ࣪.* ࣪.⋆

A/N: AHHHHHHH, you have no fucking idea how much fun it was to write this. I am literally shaking with excitement for you guys to read this and I am even more excited to keep this series going. The next part is already sorta planned out, but I won’t spill too much about it. All I’m saying is that… it's a mission. <3

[hiyoir]

Fuyuzakura — The winter blossoms.

SYNOPSIS: After what felt like an eternity of not talking to each other, Eichi decides to reach out to you to civilly discuss your relationship with him after that argument.

CW/s: momentary break up (???), making up, soft kisses, comfort fic for the soul, reader uses he/him pronouns

A/N: Just a small self indulgent fic for myself~ I promise I'm hearing out all your requests, I'll get to them as soon as possible! I just want to write about Eichi being comforted..

"You've got to talk to him eventually, you know?" Wataru sighs, tracing the rim of his tea cup as he watches Eichi shuffle in his seat. His tea was left untouched, a topic like this was not best paired with tea. The blonde man hangs his head low, not wanting to share any eye contact with Wataru.

Whatever happened a few weeks ago was not the best. Eichi was an idol, and with being an idol, there is fanservice. He was in charge of swooning the crowd and making them feel loved and welcomed.

That was not sitting right with you though. The idea of keeping your relationship together under the covers was already horrible enough, and now this? It hurts to scroll on social media to see the millions of posts from fans about how much they loved Eichi, how charming and flirty he was and how they brought him gifts.

Eichi squirmed in his seat, feeling horrible. The scrunched up look on your face as you poured your true feelings out brought tears to Eichi's eyes. You looked horrible, sad, devastated even. His hands cupped each other, fiddling the thumbs as a way to calm down.

"Eichi?" With the call of his name, his head perked up. "Were you even listening?"

"Oh... No, sorry Wataru..." The ache in Eichi's heart throbbed as he let out a sigh. Wataru chuckles, picking up his empty teacup.

"It's fine... I'm here to advise you only, it's really up to you to take action," Eichi hummed at Wataru's words. It's up to me to take action, huh?

"(Name) is a sweet boy, trust me. You'll want to talk things out. After all, do you really want to spend this beautiful winter all alone?"

Right, winter is here... The cherry blossoms will bloom in the winter. It's a rare sight, I'm sure (name) would adore it.

...

(Name)...

—

Snow crunches below your boots as you take a few steps towards the blossomed tree. Spring and winter collides as frost and cherry blossoms mingle today in Japan. It's been a solid four days since you last saw the beautiful blue sky. The sky was clouded with the mellow grey hue as snow falls, leaving a blanket of snow alongside the cherry blossom grove.

With every breath you took, a white puff of air escaped through your lips. This was everything you wanted, to witness the snow covered blossoms. The frosty air penetrates through your coat, the soft chills tickling your skin. Your cheeks were a rosy pink. It really felt like a scene out of a movie.

However, something was missing.

Even with the comforting chills of winter, you longed for the warmth of someone by your side.

That's when it hits you.

The guilt weighed down onto you.

Eichi.

You blamed him for something he was obligated to do.

There's only one thing you could do to fix this situation...

—

Walking along the pavement, you made your way to Eichi's home. Your heart pounded with every step you take. It has gotten late, your anxiety holding you back from confronting Eichi. However, you figured that you needed to talk things out with him. You could only imagine how he felt being wrongly blamed.

As you stepped onto his porch, your gut feeling stopped you.

The lights in Eichi's house were still lit, meaning that he was still awake. Taking a few peeks through the window from afar, you can’t see any silhouette of anybody. He might’ve fallen asleep and left the lights open, like the idiot he is. Was it even a good time to visit? What if he's having a bad time, and you’re doing nothing but interrupting him? Thoughts raced through your mind like a high speed vehicle, but soon came to a halt as you heard a soft gasp.

A tall figure with a skinny stood in front of you. The eyes and hair confirmed your thoughts. It was Eichi.

"Eichi...?!" You couldn't help the whisper-shout. People were putting down their weary heads to rest, and they definitely do not want to be awakened by a squeaky man yelling with shock.

Eichi's lips tightened into a line, unable to force out a word in the situation. What was he even doing outside his own house? And why was he covered with snow? His frail body was shaking from the cold, immediately snapping a signal in your brain.

You wasted no time grabbing his hand to usher him in his own house. As he passed you the keys to his house, you brushed off any excess snow off his back. The doorknob twisted open as you unlocked his door, your free hand's heat warming Eichi's cold hands.

He had this unusual troubled look on his face, one you could recognize that his line of thinking has gone down to something like: I’m troubling him.. Or, This isn’t very proper of me... Or, I shouldn't make him do this especially if I'm in the wrong.

His brows furrowed deeper, leaving you worried. He was so stoic and still, you have never seen him this flushed and troubled before. He walked over to a sink and turned it to the hottest temperature, letting his fingers heat up. Turning to you, he only looked more flustered. It was like the most awkward staring contest ever, until he managed to mutter out a string of words.

"Go on and sit on the couch..." You nodded, dropping the keys on a nearby table before making yourself comfortable.

Moments later, you hear the water stop flowing, and footsteps that approach closer to you. He sat beside you, shaking off some water from his hands. The droplets fly onto the side of your pants, to which he quickly realised and apologised for.

"Sorry, (name)."

"It's just water," You smiled. "Don't apologize!"

The living room was lit bright, almost as if Eichi was expecting you. You turn over to him, noticing he’s avoiding eye contact with you. His face was a bit red, a rosy blush complimented his cute cheeks.

"Why did you come find me, (name)...?" He mumbles, still not making any eye contact.

"Well... I just felt like I needed to apologize." You finally broke the truth to which Eichi turns his head towards you.

"I... I messed up big. You're an idol, you're supposed to swoon the crowd. It was stupid of me to start an arguement about it." It was hard to swallow your own pride, but it had to be said.

"No... It's my fault too," Eichi mutters. "I shouldn't have made myself so comfortable, I could've restricted myself a little..." He looks down, absently studying the bony structure of his hands. You took his hand into yours, stroking along his veiny hand in a way you hoped was reassurance. He breathed in, pained and breathed out. The hitch in his voice made your heart break into a million pieces.

You couldn't stand the sight of Eichi hurt. You loved him too much to handle it. It hurts more than a million bullets to your chest, something you were oddly shy to admit. A hand creeps around his shoulders to pull him closer to you, resting his head on your shoulder. Eichi sighs, resting his hand on your lap.

"Let's just move on from this okay? I love you, and—" Your sentence was cut off by the soft snoring of the man resting on you. He had fallen asleep the moment he laid his head on your shoulder.

You sighed at his cuteness, but you couldn't deny the fact you missed this feeling. You missed being oh so close with him. Like any good boyfriend, you cuddled back with him.

Maybe you'll take him to the winter blossoms tomorrow. Although witnessing them was beautiful, the sleeping beauty resting upon your shoulder was worth more.

[angstars]

hello!!! can i request rei, natsume and wataru for 11 pm and 1 am? c:

ofc babu *^* im sorry this took awhile!

ミ☆

[11:11 PM] with Rei

The sky rains heavy tears on your already drenched form, unnoticed to you when the feeling in your chest just seems to numb everything there is. The streets are empty, street lamps not bright enough to light the road much like how it seems with the feelings coiling inside of you.

It's a strange feeling to be so hurt; feeling so damaged yet unable to feel at the same time. Your heart automatically shielding you from the pain but the numbness makes you frustrated. How were you supposed to face him again when you can't understand what you're feeling?

The rain pours heavily on you. Water droplets heavy and loud as they make contact with the pavement you walk on but it drowns when you hear your name called. Somehow... he's standing in front of you; six, seven steps away from where you are and it's suddenly hard to breath.

A step closer to you— you take a step back.

He looks hurt when you do and your heart is numb. Your name is whispered cautiously, testing your reaction and when a look of hurt crosses your face he freezes.

“I’m sorry,” you start because you never wanted to act this way- not in front of him. There wasn't an explanation to how you were feeling. Perhaps the week had been too pressuring and unable to let it out, it bottled up before spilling over when you couldn't finish a certain task before its deadline.

Rei had been there when you ripped the documents apart in frustration, the assignment no longer of use and he looked so taken aback, you rushed out without another word. It was already late and the walk to your apartment was quite before the rain started and your heart builds a shell to protect you from the cold.

The rain lightents a little, maybe in accordance to the crack in your walls when Rei takes three steps forward. “You don't have to say anything, but please,” he takes another step forward and stops when you flinch. ”it’s alright to rely on others once in a while. I'm here.”

The walls crumble, shattering to pieces and maybe it was never there when Rei takes your hand, pulling you to him and you take three steps forward. You're wrapped in Rei’s arms, his scent filling your senses, his warmth filling your heart and his heart, beating loudly in your ears.

“It’s for you,” Rei murmurs, kissing the top of your head and he explains, “it beats for you.”

You laugh, throat soar but the small sound of happiness makes you feel and it's enough when Rei is holding you. The rain stops when your walls are no longer there.

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[01:16 AM] with Rei

Your eyes are heavy, your body protesting for lack of sleep with a headache but with a rub to your temple and small shake of the head you focus back on the documents in front of you. Management is never easy much like any task given to others but you can't help question why you were put in charge of group management for an upcoming live.

Your phone is quietly playing a soft instrumental Tsumugi suggested to calm yourself and help you focus but you feel neither both when your stomach rumbles in need of nutrients.

”Why...” you huff loudly, head dropping to the desk with a small bang and firming your resolve, you take your phone, pausing the music before making your way to the small kitchen with a mission.

You make use of the cereal in the counter and a small click reaches your ears from down the hall as you plop down on the couch. Rei trudges in towards you with a small frown, eyes slightly swollen and a few buttons of his sleep clothes are unbuttoned.

“I heard you get up and thought you were finally coming to bed-” he sighs, falling on the couch and you raise your hands to try and keep your midnight breakfast safe as Rei lays his head on your lap. “You never entered the bedroom so I took it on myself to see what you were doing so late. I need to express my frustrations.”

His sigh is a bit harsher this time but there was no malice or anger in his voice; not when he just sounds tired and in desperate need of sleep. You can only pat his head lightly, treading your fingers in his hair and Rei groans when you do, burying his head to your stomach.

You stay like that for awhile; finishing the cereal as Rei waits for you with his eyes closed. Though the light breathing coming from the raven makes you worried he fell asleep.

Preventing yourself from shifting too much for Rei’s sake, placing the finished bowl of cereal proved to be a struggle and Rei lifts his head for you to finish the task before laying his head on your legs again when you're done.

“Do you want to go back to bed?” you question, peering at Rei’s covered face and he hums, though not moving from his position.

“Rei, if you're tired you should've slept earlier. I was planning on finishing after eating.”

Finally lifting his head, Rei looks at you with a perplexed expression, as if struggling with an inner conflict as he entangle's your hands together. “No, no, you don't seem to understand,” he sighs, pulling you in a hug and placing his forehead on your shoulder. “I can't hold you when you’re not in the room. It requires a special type of warmth for me to be able to sleep and a blanket isn't enough.”

So late at night, you wonder how he can be so casual when making your heart swoon despite head clouded with fatigue. Untangling yourself from him, you pull Rei to the bedroom and his statement stands true. A warm feeling shared between the two of you as Rei holds you close to him, worries faded away as you take the much needed rest.

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[11:37 PM] with Natsume

In this garden filled with empty landscape and plain scenery is where secrets and promises are spilled. An invisible delicate spark in the air spreading bright lights of tranquility. It was nothing special, plain in sight and empty. Showing the surface of abandonment and forgotten.

But it was the place you find yourself unable to leave from.

Coming back right before the clock strikes a new day in the world. Before the day fully ends and a new tomorrow arrives. You find yourself coming back during these time of loneliness. Spending the last seconds until it ends.

The pavement is a bit wet, rain pouring hours before and wet puddles drying slowly in time. In this run-down place of loneliness, a secret garden of yours is where you meet him.

“Ah,” the voice exclaims softly, the sound small yet held no surprise in them; as if he expected your arrival. He always does.

”What brings you here?” Natsume asks, smile on his lips and hair brushed back neatly, clothes a bit dirty with small patches of earth covered here and there.

He looks fine.

You frown, the sparks are invisible but you can see them, Natsume can too. “You look fine.”

He laughs, standing closer to you and a sudden silence filters the air. You breath, somehow struggling a bit and your eyes start to water. Natsume still stands next to you. He moves closer.

“Natsume,” you whisper, voice breaking near the end and he hums. “Why?”

He’s silent, the smile still on his face and you think you can see the bruise on his neck. Natsume’s hands are crossed behind him before he pulls his hands away to show you something in his pocket.

“This was the first thing you ever gave me as a present,” he holds a piece of paper in his hand, crumpled and covered in dirt but your writing is still visible. A small necklace is attached.

“There’s no reason.” He states, the answer to your question so curt it makes your eyes water again. He turns, facing you properly and you can see the cut on his lip, his brow trickling small tresses of blood. Natsume takes your hand gently and places the necklace in your hand.

“No, no, please. D- don't leave.” You plead, tears blurring your vision and you think you're heart is breaking when Natsume only smiles. He brushes the hair from your eyes, kissing your forehead and the sparks are brighter.

A whisper reaches your heart and it's enough. The spark is blinding, flashing before fizzling out like a dying firework. In this secret garden in your heart where you first met Natsume is the place you last see him, the news the morning months ago fresh in your mind of an accident near the place your heart longs for.

You clutch the necklace tighter, a parting gift from the one who left you with the promise whispered in your heart.

The garden isn’t perfect but you visit every night, the first and last confession of the one you held in your heart- his whisper gentle and warm; “I’m always with you.”

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[01:32 AM] with Natsume

“Focus a bit more,”

Your brows knit together, eyes still closed and sitting crossed leg in an attempt to stay relaxed. The task proved difficult when you felt anything but relaxed. A frustrated sigh leaves your lips and Natsume’s hands are on your shoulder.

“You don't seem very good at focusing.” He’s statement is playful and he squeezes your shoulder lightly. His hands rubs the sides of your arms in a firm yet soft manner as he tells you to focus again. “Don’t open your eyes.”

Another sigh leaves your lips and you break your position of straightening your posture though your eyes remained closed. “I find it strange- when we’re doing this in the middle of the night—” you pause a bit, stuttering slightly when Natsume gave you a hard squeeze on the tension between your neck and shoulder, massaging the stiffness but you move forward as to avoid him.

“It’s past midnight and you couldn't sleep. This is affective- now don't move.” His hands hold your head still, pelvis craddled in his hands as Natsume tilts your head from side to the other slowly before snapping from the position in a long pop.

Your eyes widen and a panicked sound leaves you lips though strangled in your throat but Natsume laughs at your misery as you turn around to for him with a pillow.

“I apologise but how do you feel?” his apology is words on paper but the question is held with a meaningful smile, almost smug and you slap your hands on his lips.

“Better... actually,” much to you distaste, the tension in your neck did subside and you find yourself relaxing. Natsume takes your wrists and pulls your hand from his lips to then tug you on his lap.

“Great. Now let's sleep. I can't have you walking to the kitchen every other hour because of neck pains.”

He doesn't really let you object the statement nor does he acknowledge how he’s the reason between your neck pains when turning you into his personal pillow but you don't really mind when he holds you so closely even in his dreams.

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[11:42 PM] with Wataru

Soft fingers thread through your hair in gentle motions, brushing the stray tresses from your eyes with care and untangling the few knots tied at the edges. Wataru is attentive especially when caring for your hair in such late hours when your mind didn't allow you to sleep. Racing with thoughts to then plunge into an abyss when your eyes close for some rest.

He stays by your side when you jolt awake, breath staggering and clutching at the bedsheets. Wataru’s eyes would open in a struggle to stay with you, sitting up and pulling you into his embrace. It was a habit you find yourself grateful for but something you couldn’t live with.

When will the nightmare end?

“It’s alright,” Wataru murmurs in your hair, kissing the spot his fingers carrases and laying his cheek atop your head. “No need to fret. We all have nightmares, don't we?”

His voice is soothing, the hint of fatigue and raw emotion at such an hour bringing forth a side Wataru would rarely show you during the day when he lived to perform and basks in the smiles that rewarded him.

The air is warm when you're in his embrace. Wataru’s arm protecting you from the abyss with a warm glow when you’re head is near his heart; beating life into you as if to drive the nightmares away.

The thoughts rushing through your head like orbiting meteors pummeling through space stirs away when Wataru is the center of your galaxy. He the sun and you the earth; you could only ever orbit around him without coming closer in fear of burning. Tears brim your eyes in harsh pricks as if you had been exposed to light radiation.

He shushes you- your thoughts. “The nightmares will go away. I’ll stay here until they do.” His words are whispered with empty promises. He doesn't need to be here to stay.

The countless times your heart longed for salvation are the times Wataru circles around you, as if you were his orbit and you were his destiny; the center of his universe.

Wataru doesn't need to promise you empty words. He proves it to you with staying in your heart, countless times of warm embraces and saccharine emotions pored all for youー you are the center of his universe. You the sun and he the admirer.

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[01:20 AM] with Wataru

Those sleepless nights spent empty and cold in your room are distant when Wataru dutifully comes to your room with a flutter of cards. Pouring them onto your bed with a giddy smile as he ushers you to play a game with him.

It was always the same routine. Past midnight when your mind plagued with fatigue yet racing with thoughts didn't allow you to sleep, Wataru enters your room with a hushed announcement before getting on your bed to began his ’practice’ of tricks and riddles.

You would amuse him and this time was no different.

The card in your hand is an Ace and you hold it between your palms dutifully as Wataru chatters with all the energy he pulls from the bottom of his heart (his bottomless heart which is why there’s endless energy). Snapping a finger, he gestures you to open the card and you do, the card you held now added an addition of letters to the A as it spells in cursive letters Amazing.

You nod your head a bit, eyes blinking as you stare at the previous Ace card in your hand, turning it around to see what sort of trick was applied to it.

“Do not worry! Though it has changed, it's past identity is not lost,” Wataru began but you cut him off before he could start ranting.

“Ah, ah. Right. Er, how about we finally try and get some sleep?”

Wataru blinks comically before smiling again, gathering the cards strewn around your bed and crushing them between his palms to make them disappear as if it was the simplest cleaning method an elementary student usually does.

“Of course, of course. We all need our rest yes! Then I shall wish you a good night’s rest-”

You grab onto his hand before he could leave. Tugging him closer, your other hand taps the pillow on your bed. “I meant here. I need to hold something to fall asleep and I’m short on pillows.”

A pink hue dusted Wataru’s cheeks though not entirely visible due to the dim lighting. He laughs, though the sound sounded a bit strained and embarrassed. “O- of course.”

Though the late night routine of yours with Wataru is a scheduled habit shared between you, it always ends the same with you holding onto Wataru’s hand as your mind drifts to sleep.