#anway ! stay safe and gn???

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Brazil- 141, Los Vaqueros, Graves

This is based on a request:

GN!Reader

After a tough mission Laswell sent the team(s) to, Price pulled a few strings and got him and everyone else a week off. Since the next mission was far yet close to a beach, he decided to take you all there. So now hear you all were. Graves decide to join, said it wouldn't hurt to take time off.

Soap, Gaz, Alejandro, and Ghost played some football (soccer). Price, Rudy, and Graves all sat on the sand and watch them all play. You for an hour went surfing, and as the dads all the men are they soon got tired and watched you ride some waves. After a much needed break you got back to the land and started to enjoy your time.

They all watched in awe as you started to play with some little kids. It got funnier when you competed with the children to see who would make a better sand castle. You ran inside the room you stayed in, the men thought you just grew tired, only for you to comeback out with goggles. You ran back into the water and at times you would call them out as you saw the little fishes and the small crabs walking around.

You eventually walked back to them, and sat on the ground. They really weren't surprised when you acted like a child seeing all of those tiny animals. In your hands you held a small rock, you named it "the lord of the rocks" soap just shook his head and chuckled as he saw how your eyes gleamed with excitement. "gosh I'm hungry now." you rubbed your stomach. It was a surprise when Ghost handed you his sandwich.

"Gee thanks Ghost!" you smiled and looked up at him, you took a bite out of his meal and ran back to the rocky shore. All evening and early night you ran around.

The next day the team wasn't so worried when you had disappeared so early in the morning. Turns out you went snorkeling with some of the locals. And according to some other locals you went to skinny dip at a near cliff. Price was more concerned you'd want to retire and leave him.

As lunch approached the team sat back in their seats and watched as you waved at them from a small boat. Alejandro nearly jumped into the water to save you when you jumped off the boat and ran to them.

Graves looked at you and smiled. "I envy your childishness. Anything literally entertains you."

"Lives too fucked to not enjoy the little things-" You ran towards a seagull before you finished your sentence.

"r/n, is really like our little child." Rudy mentioned, his eyes following you and you ran into the ocean after the seagull tried to attack you. Your now really tanned skin spoke the adventures they knew they missed out on. When you came back you finished the conversation with Graves. "I guess I grew into a tall child after all- no way is that a fucking crab?!" and off you went.

From a far distance they heard, "holy shit its a cast of crabs!" you smiled and approached them.

Safe to say, this week off was much needed. It made the men appreciate the life around them. You? it was a known fact you already loved life, this gave proof to that fact.

I wanna play the beautiful game while I'm in Brazil 'Cause everybody plays the beautiful game out in Brazil And it's all you've ever wanted, and it's all that you want still Don't you wanna play the beautiful game out in Brazil? I wanna play the beautiful game while I'm in Brazil

Tags: @anonymuslydumb

A/n: apparently Tumblr hated me last week and this story never uploaded, this entire time I thought it did, anways I hope this compensates for what I wrote for ya last time.

[angry-geese]

Choso Kamo x Reader

Warnings: sfw. mention of nudity but it's really nothing graphic. very brief nsfw mention. fluff. gn!reader

Notes: some fluff with Choso. reader decides to have a spa day and makes Choso join them

Word Count: 1.8k

It feels like it's been forever since you've gotten a day to relax like this.

You've designated today as a self care day. You could really use one. It's been a while since you properly sat back and relaxed. You've decided to go all out, breaking out new skincare and slightly pricier soaps you were saving for a rainy day. Things you always said you’d use, but never did because the situation never felt right. You figure you'll do your hair, too. Might as well. You’ve got time.

You like your showers warm. It always worries Choso that you’ll burn yourself. You sit with your hand in the water, gauging the temperature. A thin layer of bubbles covers the surface. Steam coils off the water. It's hot enough.

Choso can't help but watch with almost a childlike wonder. Wherever you go, he tends to follow. In his defense, he's curious. All the soaps and candles smell good. He's never really seen you do anything like this.

His gaze drifts to the floor when you start undressing. He's not sure why, only that he knows it's wrong to stare. He's seen you like this plenty of times before, but it always makes him blush. Doesn't matter if it's his first time, or his hundredth. You remind him that it's okay to look, that he can see you like this. Only he gets to see you like this. He's certain of that.

You try to distract from the anxiety of being the only naked one in the room.

"Are you coming in or not?" You ask.

"You want me to..." His face turns bright red.

"Of course," you motion for him to join you.

You coax his shirt over his head. He gets the hint, undressing the rest of the way.

He watches with baited breath as you slip into the water, steam drifting off your skin. You sigh and lean back, resting your head on the edge of the tub. The suds cling to your skin.

He settles into the water in front of you, his knees pulled to his chest. You part your legs enough to give him room to sit between them. He leans against your chest, trying to be mindful of his weight. He really isn't that heavy, but he's a bit wary of hurting you. You card a wet hand through his hair, drawing it out of his eyes. The warm water and epsom salts feel nice across his sore muscles. It's a bit too hot for him, leaving his skin pink, but you don't seem to be bothered by it so he says nothing. You gather a bit of suds in your hands, leaving a dot of them on his nose, laughing at his confused look.

Choso closes his eyes and sighs, leaning into your touch. You press a kiss to the top of his head. His cheeks turn bright red. Your arms snake around his body, holding him to your chest. He leans his head back, his eyes meeting yours. His hair tickles your neck.

“I feel like I could fall asleep.” He says.

You rest your chin on top of his head. “Good.”

He's never felt love quite like this. Of course he's felt love before; with his brothers, for his friends. But his love for you is vastly different. It's strange. He wants to hold you close and never let you go. He’s head-over-heels for you. The way you look at him with such adoration makes his chest swell with affection. He can't stop the smile that spreads across his face.

The face mask is a violent shade of green against your skin. You warm the paste up in your hands for a moment, though you can't tell if it helps or not. It smells strongly of cucumbers. You don't want to get up to look in the mirror, so you haphazardly apply it to your nose and the skin under your eyes.

“Do you want some?” You ask. He looks uncertain, but he nods anway.

"It's cold," he says.

"It's good for your skin." You say.

You give him a pleading look. You've forced him to sit while you paint his nails, or braid his hair. He likes it. As long as you're giving him attention, he'll tolerate a lot.

His response is only a wary look. He relaxes once you finish, closing his eyes, leaning back into your chest. Your body is warm. He runs a bit cold, naturally. He hardly notices it, but you certainly do. The hot water has turned his skin a nice shade of red. Under the water, his hand rests on your thigh, gripping it softly. He likes the way your thighs rest around his waist. They're warm, and softer than his. He's always admired how soft you are. He loves the way your body curves and dips. He loves the way his clothes look on you, or yours on him. He thinks you're strong, sturdy and beautiful in a way he never knew before he met you.

"Lean your head back so I'm not waterboarding you," you say, pressing a kiss to his temple.

He hums as you pour a bit of water over his head, your fingers working through his hair. Your nails are getting long. They feel nice against his scalp.

He practically begs you to play with his hair. He says it helps him sleep. You believe it. He's usually knocked out within minutes of you starting. Many of your nights together are spent with him sitting between your legs, or his head in your lap. It doesn't matter how warm it is outside, he has to sleep either in your arms, or with you in his.

The shampoo you use smells like coconuts, he notes. It smells nice. He practically purrs in delight as you start working the suds into his hair. His breath hitches as you brush a particularly sensitive spot at his temple. You make sure to work that area specifically.

You work out any tangles in his hair with conditioner and your fingers. He likes this part the best. You spend extra time brushing your fingers through his hair. He groans when you work down to his neck, kneading the muscles of his shoulders in your hands. At this point you aren't even scrubbing his head anymore.

He's almost disappointed when you stop.

"Let me do yours." He says.

Choso moves so you can lean against his chest. You worry about putting all of your weight on him. He insists he can take it. He can. But your initial hesitation is there. His chin rests on top of your head. His strong arms snake around you, holding you close. You feel so safe in his arms. You could fall asleep there.

And you just might.

His fingers run through your hair as he pours water over your head, shielding your eyes. He knows it can be a bit unpleasant. Once your hair is wet, he squeezes a sizable glob of shampoo onto his hands. Your hair is soft, he notes. He wonders if you like your hair being played with as much as he does. You hum softly as he starts to work it into your hair.

Slowly his hands work down, kneading the muscles of your neck and shoulders. Goosebumps raise along your flesh. He presses a kiss to the top of your head. His hands are warm. You find yourself dozing off in his arms. You feel so safe cradled against his chest.

When all the suds are rinsed out, he helps you work out any knots with his fingers. He likes the texture of the conditioner far less. It's cold and slimy, he says. You're not sure if that's how you'd describe it. He'd use 5-in-1 soap if you'd let him; which might be Yuji's fault.

He leans down to give you a kiss. It's just a quick peck, but the warmth of his lips lingers on yours for long after. You pull him back to deepen it, your tongue pressing past his lips, exploring his mouth. A line of saliva connects your lips when you pull away. You giggle at the way his face turns red.

Under the water, his fingers lace with yours. You lift his hand up, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. His heartbeat stops for a moment, before picking up in pace.

The two of you stay like that until long after the water has gone cold. Choso’s breathing has evened out, he hasn't moved in quite a while. You’re too warm and content in his arms to move. You’re not sure how long it’s been since you’ve dozed off. But the water is cold, and your fingers and toes are wrinkly from being underwater for so long.

“Did you fall asleep?” You ask, giggling when he shakes his head.

He still tries to hold onto you even as you get out of the water. You’ll worry about cleaning up in the morning.

You steal one of his shirts to wear. It's too big for the both of you, and has long since been designated a sleep shirt. His clothes are always huge on him, he likes the way they swallow him (and you) up. He sits with you between his knees, drying your hair off with a towel. You hate going to bed with wet hair.

Idly you flip through channels, looking for something to watch. Not much looks good. You have netflix—you have Yuji’s password—but nothing there looks good either. Eventually you settle on a late-night game show. You’re not particularly interested in it, but it's pretty nostalgic. It used to wake you up when you were a kid.

“Let me paint your nails,” you say. “Please?”

He nods. Your pleading look will be the death of him. Choso can't deny you anything.

He’s never been so hopelessly in love.

You sit cross-legged in front of him, pulling one of his hands into your lap. The nail polish you choose for him is clear. The other ones are in the bathroom, and you don't feel like getting up. You’ve tried all sorts of colors on him. His favorites are black and dark purple. He thinks they match his outfits rather well.

When you’re done, you grab ahold of both his hands, carefully examining his nails. They look fine. Really, you just want to hold his hands. You deem them good enough. He holds his hands as still as possible so as to not smear the nail polish.

When you’re finally ready to settle down for the night, he pulls you into his arms. You tug the covers up to your chin, making sure to wrap them around him too.

“Y/N?” He says.

“Yes?”

“I love you.” He says.

“I know.” You say. “I love you too.”

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I saw your wolfman reader and loved it so much! Was wondering how you feel about maybe a Trader x reader? He's so sweet I feel like he's always looking out for you in the woods whether you know he is or not 🥺 also thank you so much for the darkwood fic we are starved here

Late Autumn's Trader

[The Trader X GN!Reader]

[Warnings: like, none?]

[AN: I was watching the VVitch when making this, and Thomasin is well, Thomasin. That poor girl deserved so much better lmfao, I will stand by that statement forever. At this point, I should just say that the Creepypasta/Marble Hornets requests are closed until Sunday lmfao I am not in love with that fandom rn. Anways, I hope you enjoy and that it's up to par <3 1.4K words]

The sun is beginning to set on the cursed, yet self-sufficient village you call your home. It’s not like there’s really a sun to see - the light is never able to pierce through the thick clouds, but it’s gradually glowing darker. Autumn is slowly coming to a close, and the villagers have found reason to celebrate.

The sow has been most bountiful, and the woods more graceful.

The lights of the village are almost as warm as the ever falling orange and red leaves that now blanket the forest floor. It’s almost surprising how good this year has been, almost as if the power that be is granting a moment of breath and mercy.

Of course, the woods grow at an alarming rate and soon you will be consumed, but it is a sweet consumption all the same.

Your father and mother call it false security.

Quietly, you step out of your house into the cold autumn air, wondering if winter will be just as gentle and forgiving. In the distance, you can hear violins carrying on the chilly breeze and the sound of people dancing.

This is the only levity they’ve had in years.

You pull at your shawl, attempting to stay warm before blowing warm air into your hands and rubbing them together. Perhaps you’ll stop by the square and pick up some soup. Your boots gently tap against the earth, a small hum leaving your lips as you do so. The air smells sweet, nostalgic and still stuck in time, but sweet. The woods around you, though dark and foreboding, are not near as imposing as they normally are.

You huff silently before crossing through the dirt paths, your journey taking you near the entrance of the village. You glance out to the side, the shrine in her glory decorated with offerings both to the woods and herself. She’s done an incredible job of keeping her people safe and the woods to bring sustenance for yet another year.

But there, out in the darkness, is a man you’ve only ever seen in whispers and sparsely through the fog. He rolls his shoulders forward, almost as if he’s uncomfortable with the weight on his back before nodding to the shrine. He holds his hand out to her, the metallic band catching the remaining of the sun’s lights and flashing in your eyes before he leaves it at her feet.

You blink and flush with embarrassment when you realize you’ve been staring a tad too long and quickly avert your eyes, unsure if he’d take offense to the notion or not. Instinctively, you grip at your shawl and will yourself to move forward.

The man gazes at you, his head tilting to the side as he draws closer to the mouth of the village.

Embarrassment floods your system as you move closer to the crowds. That was rather rude of you, come to think of it. The smell of food and fire fills your nose as you walk closer and closer still. You’re watching the heads for your mother or your father, your younger siblings and hope to find them. It would do you well to see some familiar faces after that rather awkward experience.

You keep your head on a swivel as you walk and push past the people who chatter like they’ve never seen a nicer night. The moon is rising higher and higher in the sky, and the light she is able to shine through the clouds bathes the village in her beauty.

It almost feels warm.

You mentally curse yourself at finding your family when a strong bout of intuition leads you back away from the celebration, to the outskirts of the square.

“Excuse me,” you mumble as you push past merry people, your gut guiding you downwards.

What a sight to behold.

Your eyes widen and you feel an immense amount of protection flood through your system, practically breaking from the lights and merrymaking when you see that man from before, knee on the earth as he places a crown of autumn leaves on your little sister’s head. She giggles, her hands grasping at her dress as she sways side to side, a warm smile on her lips.

“Thomasin!” You hiss, rushing forwards and tackling the young girl, snarling in defense when the man widens his eyes in surprise.

“R-Reader!” She cries out and yelps, her small hands grasping at your forearm.

“Don’t touch her!” You growl.

The man immediately backs up, his hands raised in submission before stepping back, giving the two of you your space. The glass of his mask is fogging as he breathes in deeply, the scent of mushrooms overtakes your nose.

“Well?” You sneer as you back up with your sister in your arms. “What do you have to say for yourself?”

The man only stumbles for a moment, his movements snapping out of a daze before he rolls up the sleeve of his coat, revealing smudged marks.

You’re barely able to open your mouth when you see him procure a pen.

‘I’m sorry,’ the words read out.

“Huh..?”

His gloved index finger points again at the words. ‘I mean you no harm,’ he scribbles down after wiping away the previous words. ‘I came here for business, but your little one-’

“My sister.”

He wipes the words away. ‘Your sister (apologies) asked for my help.’

You look at the young girl in your arms and raise a brow. “Thomasin?”

She looks up at you sheepishly, the autumn colored leaves covering her head obscuring her full expression from you before she giggles nervously. “I’m sorry, Reader,” she says with that same sheepish smile. “I wanted some flowers.”

“It’s almost winter,” you frown.

“That’s why he gave me the leaves instead,” she beams. “He is a nice man!”

Curiously, you look between Thomasin and the man who nods in agreement. Your eyes lock with his, checking for any deceit when you find none. “Do you know the way back to mother and father?”

Thomasin nods against you.

“Head over there now, please.” Hesitantly, you unpeel your arms from your little sister and watch as she steps forwards to the ‘nice man’. Her hands reach out to him, and he smiles ever so slightly, his gloved hand reaching back out to her before you shoot a disapproving look his way. You sigh, unwrap your shawl from your shoulders and throw it over her to keep her warm for the journey back.

You clear your throat before she scampers off, an apologetic smile on her lips as the man watches her disappear into the crowd.

“So,” you begin.

‘So,’ the man writes.

“What’s your name?”

‘Most people call me the Trader.’

“Creative.”

He smiles. ‘Reader is a pretty name.’

You flush for a moment.

An awkward pause follows between the two of you, the quiet growing and swelling much like the village’s festivities. You can hear laughter, the sow in the distance, good tidings for am approaching, hopefully short winter.

“Did you get to check out the festival yet?” You ask quietly, effectively breaking the thick silence.

The Trader shakes his head.

“Would you like to?”

He nods.

Slowly, the two of you stand, almost hesitant in the other’s presence and look each other over in full. He looks like a traveler, covered in layers of clothing and gear you’ve never really seen before except for maybe on the strangers that wander through once in a blue moon. You’ve heard whispers that they are the ones who come from beyond the trees.

You feel safe in the numbers of your fellow villagers, a small smile spreading on your lips as the Trader sticks close to you. You get the sense that he likes it too, and you reaffirm it when you see the ghost of a smile on his lips through the mist of his mask.

You’re about to ask him something when you’re suddenly pulled from the crowd to the center, a gasp falling from your lips before the music is seconds from starting back up. You look around with concern before the Trader steps forward, his bag an afterthought as he assuages your brief fear.

You smile at him as he holds his hand out to you, the beginnings of a lively song beginning to fill your head. He feels warm, and gentle, like sunlight that pierces through the clouds.

He nods his head almost playfully at you and you follow in suit, a courtesy feeling far too formal but you give in and demonstrate anyway. Another smile crosses onto his lips, his form dipping to accommodate yours.

You melt into his warmth and dance.

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Hi hi hi!!! Omg LOVE your headcanons!! Can I please have one with Kyoutani, Koganegawa and Aone (most under appreciated squad) as boyfriends?! Thanks so much!!

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☆*.:｡.✿ 𝕡𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘: Kentarō Kyōtani x GN!Reader;   Kanji Koganegawa x GN!Reader;   Takanobu Aone x GN!Reader

☆*.:｡.✿ 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: swearing, crackkk

☆*.:｡.✿ 𝕒/𝕟: underrated squad headcanons are da best don’t @ me

OMG THANK U SO MUCH ANON AHHH I AM GLAD YOU LOVE MY HEADCANONS HSHSHHS 🥺❤

I really hope you like those too! And thank you for requesting, I love writing for underrated boyos <3<3

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☆*.:｡.✿ Headcanons:

Kyōtani, Koganegawa, and Aone as boyfriends:

KYŌTANI:

HE IS TSUNDERE IDC WHAT YOU SAY

Ok not always, almost never but he is!!!

I think he will def be shy around you and barely do the first steps since he is a little bit too shy and scared to make you uncomfortable

Ngl, at first you were totally scared of him aojsdfa

But who wouldn’t be??

N E WAY

He is totally that type of boyfriend who gets all quiet and affectionate whenever he is jealous

He gets jealous easily, since he is insecure, not about you not loving him, but about him not being enough :(

I can also see him being this cuddly type, and be into PDA

Like he will just randomly hug you in public, but not really give kisses?

Idk man I never dated him you tell me pls

But fr he will be into hugs and holding hands in public if that’s okay with you!!!

A gentleman

He will walk you home if you waited for him to finish practice and make sure that you are safe awe

He will listen to you!!! Always!!! And he gives a big fuck over what Iwaizumi says

After you came into his life he barely started to listen to Iwaizumi if you were around

HE STANS YOU SM ALDSJFA

And will always compliment you if you wear something new

Will take you to the sweetest dates!

Like for example he once took you to stargaze and also to a restaurant you were talking about a few weeks ago

He might not give you many kisses, but he makes it up with the sweetest hugs and cuddles

He could never say the three words first and will start of with “I like you”

But after a while of being together with you that three words will turn into “I love you”

He will def take things slow since he has no idea about dating, but is totally down to learn new things about dating!

Probably confessed just randomly under a tree, without no plan what to say

Gets pretty easily embarrassed awe, so if you tease him there is a 99% chance of him getting embarrassed

HE IS PROTECTIVE IDC WHAT Y’ALL ARE SAYIN

Like he will do anything for you to stay safe n so on

Of course the other two are also worried about you but he is probably the most protective out of them three

THE BEST THING ABOUT DATING HIM IS THAT HE IS SUCH A BIG SOFTIE FOR YOU

Behind the doors, he is so clingy and a baby

100000% a babey for you

No fr, he is such a smoll baby, and I am so sure he loves resting his head on your lap while you two cuddle 🥺

He will spoil you with anything you want! If you mention something like you liked this or that the next day it’s in front of your door, wrapped in a sweet paper!

Him dating would have not many downs since he always apologizes first and tends to be really insecure. I feel like he would be this type of boyfriend who is a little awkward at first, but will warm up pretty quickly

He won’t call you things like darling, babe etc. but he will get a very sweet nickname out of your name and add something like chan since he thinks its more personal this way???

If you get what I mean;;;

He is also this type of boyfriend who is very patient!

His favourite thing to do with you is watching films while cuddling

He isn’t the type to talk much, so he loves listening to your rambling, but sometimes if he needs to get off something from his chest, he will just tell you without hesitating since he knows that you will listen

KOGANEGAWA:

His one braincell is 100% not working around you

Soooooo, first of all, he is so soft

Like not only in the relationship but in general

So if you get into a relationship with him think twice if you can take his one braincell brain

If you can, then yay, you got the sweetest boyfriend ever 🥳

I feel like he would be this boyfriend everyone loves, because he is so sweet and a little dumb, but handsome!

He is a big softie and would do anything with you, if you want to go to somewhere he would arrange that

But you have to take care of him since he is literally baby

He is def into PDA and will give you a few kisses here and there

And he gets immediately into this whole dating thing!

It’s pretty easy to date him, since he is simple-minded and you will immediately understand what he wants

As dates I can imagine him taking you often to the arcade or to the amusement park, just to fool around with you at those places

He doesn’t mind being in public while hugging you or showering you in kisses, but if you don’t like it, he won’t do it :)

Respects you a lot! Sometimes you would think that he does not drink his respect  wo/men juice but he does!

I feel like he would def be a big baby, so he is pretty clingy n so on but in a sweet way

Sometimes it might get annoying though but if you tell him he will immediately stop

He is very well mannered, you might not think this way since he radiates the biggest crackhead energy, but in a restaurant, on a date, he is behaving so well just so you can enjoy the time with him <3

No way he is insecure, I think that he would never been very insecure, but if he is, its just because someone told him something really mean like ‘They don’t love you’

If he gets jealous it’s he is baby

Honestly when is he not?

N E WAY

He will just pout the whole time and be so clingy ugh

But in a cute way

He would def get jealous easily, not giving him attention might make him jealous

But he is not that toxic type of jealous!

He really needs much attention, almost like a puppy, so you have to be a person who would take that

Is that type of boyfriend who would cuddle you everywhere where its possible!

Loves giving you small kisses, on cheek, forehead, nose tip, corner of your mouth, small pecks are very important to him!

He would buy you always ice cream while walking back home!

Though he has no money for something else to buy you---

So he spoils you with ice cream :)

Sometimes, he would just randomly come over to your house and ask you if you want to cuddle <3

Your parents would def love him because they know that he is just a softie and would do nothing to you

If you are also a crackhead that’s def a big plus point

Anway---

He would be into those type of things where he snuggles up to your side while placing his head on your shoulder and just be a softie

He would also always ask you If you need ever help with something

Will call aone if someone if being mean to you just to protect you >:(

He is not very protective, but still always makes sure that you are fine <3

All in one I would say that he is the best boyfriend who everyone would love to have, even though he might be sometimes a lil dumb. He would do anything for you, and if you need help, he would be immediately there, without hesitating. Also, he is a big baby, and 100% bottom, idc what you say :(

AONE:

Ngl at first you were a lil scared of him

BUT GOD DAMN IT HE IS SO SOFT

At first, it might have been a little harsh for you to date since he shows barely any expressions but him hugging you, giving you small pecks n so on would reassure you that he is an actually big softie

100% radiates best boyfriend vibes

Like, for you he is the sweetest person on earth but if someone only looks weird at you then he will kill them with his gaze

He is not into PDA at all, just sometimes holds your hand in public and so on, but not more than holding hands

But behind the doors, he is the person who would cuddle you till death 🥺

Yes, he just gives this vibe off, do not question

He would def take you on very expensive dates, like to restaurants, but also to the cinema to bring something different into this dating thing

At first, he would be prolly a little bit weird with dating, and he would have no idea what to do, but gets into it pretty quickly!

He is a little bit insecure since he barely shows expressions, but the small smiles and small laughs he gives you reassure you that you are not dating a fucking stone

He doesn’t get jealous really easily, but he does tend to get jealous

Like if someone gets too close to you, in an uncomfortable way

And then he will just wrap his arm around your shoulder, but stay quiet

Like Kyoutani he is not the person who talks much, but I guess he talks a little bit more than him?

So if you had an exhausting day he has no problem to let you ramble about it

He will also try to talk more if you really want him to

Once even let you draw eyebrows on his non-existing ones but you two just ended up cringing and you have never done it again hshsaodif

He loves being the big spoon and having you in his arms!

Would also sometimes come over with some food for your fam since his mother told him to do so, but also because he really wants your family to like him

At first they were probably a little bit confused bout why he is so,,, idk,,, emotionless?

But after seeing him smile at you so tenderly and hold you like you are his everything they fell in love with him as well!

This type of boyfriend where no one knows why you date him but after a time they would probably find out;

Before he kisses you, hugs you, or holds your hand he always asks for permission!

Also, he is protective! Not very much, like in the middle of the other two

If he sees that someone is clearly making you uncomfortable or feeling weird he will just glare at them but uses no violent ways

Sometimes he has to ask you for advice what he has to do next since he doesn’t want to mess up awe :( <3

He loves playing with your hair and doing it!

He will always do it whenever he gets the chance to

Aone is the type of boyfriend who will always bring small snacks for you, it’s his way to spoil you

All in one I would say that he may not show much expression with his facial expressions, but his small kisses and hugs, also snacks he brings always for you to make sure that you eat well, shows that he cares a lot about you. Sometimes he even cracks a smile and is also surprised himself how soft you have gotten him. He is a little bit insecure since he knows that you could’ve gotten a way better boyfriend, but again, this kind of reassures him that you choose him for who he is and that you are dating him, not his looks etc.