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┊┊❁ཻུ۪۪♡ ͎. ｡˚ Picking Favourites°︶︶︶︶༉‧₊˚.

☆Synopsis: (Off-screen) The Ghouls have grown frustrated attempting to figure out who your favourite is among them. You have been repeating the same thing: "I don't pick favourites", but do you actually?

AKA: Jiro Kirisaki, your closest friend among the Ghouls, has been acting a bit strange lately, despite this, he has remained the only Ghoul not to ask you who your favourite is, does he know?

☆Tags? Jiro Kirisaki x Reader, lots of pining, MC refered to as 'girl' and 'she', no physical descriptions but MC is shorter than Jiro, Kaito is hella jealous (I always imagine that he's extra jealous if MC likes Jiro), Lucas is there too, physical affection, fluff, suggestive but not directly, you and Jiro share a bed, Haru mention, Ed mention, Rui mention, this kinda builds on my Jiro affection headcanons post, a bit unedited because yes, potential for part two :)

☆Notes: this might be a part one if I feel like writing more of this, I am also not opposed to making smut within this same scenario if you'd like me to, this is a bit all over the place ngl, atm since my blog is new I am doing non-smut stuff first... CAN YOU GUYS TELL I LIKE JIRO????

Part 2 here:

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Pale morning light gently touches your eyelids, having entered your currently messy dorm room through the beautiful window overhead. You blink awake the day. Everything is warm. It had been a long week, this feels nice, relaxing.

The scent of wood faintly radiates off the floor planks, having been warmed by the very sunlight that had woken you up. Your blanket has been warmed by the comfort of a much needed night's sleep; the likes of which you have not felt for a long time. Your body itself is encompassed with another kind of warmth: it is heavy upon your limbs. Your eyes go wide at once when you realize how such warmth came to surround you: a pair of large arms hold you in place from behind, one is drapped over your own arm, and the other holds your waist with a loose grip that proves to be enough to keep you from wiggling away. The figure's long legs are adjacent to yours, and its head is buried into the crook of your neck, leaving a warm spot where quiet breathes slowly feather air onto your skin. At what point of the night has he gotten this close?

When Jiro first suggested he sleeps over before Anomalous Combat class he had pitched the idea as a non-intrusive way to "increase effeciency", this makes sense, of course, because the class happens to be relatively early in the morning, in a location that is quite close to your dorm room, and he was already walking you to it every week with no exceptions. So clearly if he slept over in your dorm the night before, he wouldn't need to wake up so early to make it in time, and could just go straight to class with you. Right?

What he failed to mention is that this would entail holding you against him so tightly, he specifically said he sleeps very still and would keep to his designated side of the bed, after all, you insisted he slept on the bed. You're unsure if you should push his arms away and fall to the floor coughing in shock, or if you should enjoy the fleeting time you have been blessed with to be this close to him. He's so warm, and his hands are so soft against you... it would be really difficult to push him away too, he's so strong, you wouldn't want to wake him up so suddenly, he barely gets to sleep for this long. So you just take it all in: the way his soft hair presses against your bare skin through a small gap in your pajama shirt, the way his fingers flutter ever-so-gently against you, how his chest rises and falls against your back; you're so aware of every slight movement he makes, and can tell that he is about to wake up and take it all away from you, but nothing prepares you for the manner at which he wakes.

"G'morning..." the edges of Jiro's lips brush against your neck when he speaks, his voice rough and deeper than usual, causing your entire body to shiver at once as your hands clasp around nothing and your face heats up.

He can tell, he always can, so he giggles, making sure to press even further into you when he does, so that his lips are directly against your skin and the sound echoes through your entire system and leaves a mark in your heart.

"G-Good morning" you respond, as best as you can.

Jiro doesn't falter, nor does he take his hands away from you. In fact, he tightens his hold, directly inhaling your scent in a manner that is both sharp and obvious as he shifts so that his torso and your torso are folded together, digs his fingers into your waist, and chuckles into your neck again. Your mind reassures you that he's simply moving around in a sleepy state, he's just woken up, he can't tell what he's doing, nor can he tell that he is pressing against you. You flinch, shocked. You're just friends, this is a natural thing men go through, he's not doing it on purpose. But he's not moving away, has he not noticed?

He shifts again, ever so slightly, and you feel his length through the thick layers of fabric that seperate you. It is echoing through your core and you cough, using all the strength you can master to open his hands up like a door and to step through it, away from the bed, muttering about how you're going to be late for class if you don't make haste to get ready or whatever and stuff.

The fucker has the audacity to smile up at you, telling you to go get ready first and turning around to lay on his back like he owns the place.

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You lock yourself in the bathroom, splashing your face with cold water, but it remains ever as hot, and no amount of cold water cools it down, it seems.

You week has been so difficult. You have been dragged to here and there, told to do this and that, and all under the guise of the same motive: so that those who had requested your "help" could batter you with the same question, over and over and over again.

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"I'm so your favourite." Haru elbowed your side as you arose from picking a stray cup off the ground. He had requested your assistance with feeding the anomolous animals that day, and at that point you had spent what had to be at least three hours running around Jabberwock with various bags of dry food.

"I don't pick favourites." you told Haru the same thing you have been telling everyone, and watched his bright smile dwindle down into a forced frown.

"C'mon," He urged, grabbing your sides and shaking you ever so slightly, "There has to be someone?" his tone was questioning, but it was definetly a statement.

"I love you all equally." you insisted.

The same exact situation, perhaps with different levels of intensity, kept repeating itself, buried under layers of forced labour and endless tasks.

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Of course you have a favourite, and it's obvious too. You've slept in the same room as some of the other Ghouls while on a mission before, but you can't imagine letting anyone other than Jiro sleep in your actual dorm, let alone in the same bed as you. He makes you feel safe, more so than anyone else you've come to know, and he's always there for you, no matter what you need him for.

Hell, even the fact that he's here now, in the other room, is proof of how he is there for you: he's been kind enough to walk with you to class every week with no fail, and suggested to sleep over just to make it easier to do that, it's not his fault he's so tired all the time, you wouldn't want to make him walk over here so early in the morning, and Yuri barely lets him sleep. This is a nice thing for him, you went and made it weird with your heated face and suggestive thoughts.

You feel the ache in your muscles, and the dread you've felt all week begins to climb up your body again: yet another day of being asked to pick favourites. You wish they just let it go already. It's worse now, too because even worse than the ache in your muscles is the ache in your chest, your face is still hot, seemingly having spread to the rest of your body with an unstopable force of awareness from what had transpired earlier.

Nothing happened.

You reassure yourself, but in all honestly, you are kind of mad at yourself that nothing happened. You shouldn't be.

So you just sigh and do your best to brush your hair into a ponytail, accidently touching along the spot on your neck where his lips linger. Taking off your pajama to replace it with a tracksuit is making you imagine his hands running over your skin, and even brushing your teeth is difficult, because you can't help but think of something else that could have been in your mouth if you were stupid enough to stay. This is not normal, he's your friend, you should be ashamed of yourself... so you cover your face with your hands and let out a, very quiet, groan of annoyance.

When you leave the bathroom, you are greeted with the sight of your friend Jiro sitting on the edge of your bed, shirtless. Searching his duffle bag for the upper components of his tracksuit. He sits up when he hears you approach, leaning into his arms and nonchalantly displaying his toned body, talking casually.

"This is the best sleep I've had in a while," he confesses, "Maybe you affect my sleep like you do my eating and drinking," he nods, "curious."

"Maybe." You respond, averting your gaze. Well, if you help his sleep-deprived self sleep better, then it justifies everything, right? Allowing him to sleep over again would be a good thing, you're literally just helping your friend, "Glad I could be of help..."

He chuckles again, and continues searching for the missing part of his tracksuit, "I apologize if I got a bit handsy in my sleep."

Oh, so he does know, you still can't look at him, but you do your best to mummble a "no, no it's alright," finished with an uncomfortable laugh.

Eventually, after Jiro gets fully dressed, and you pack all your needed equipment for the day, both of you grab your respective bags and make way towards class.

You sure did sleep kind of late today; you might be frustrated but at least you're refreshed, and if anyone asks you annoying questions, you would at least have more energy to deflect them.

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Kaito and Luca have already started stretching in the enclosed field, even before Professor Moby showed up, and they are quick to greet Jiro and you. The two of you drop your bags on the corner of a bench they had already claimed, making it a neat pile of four bags. You bury your hands in your pockets and huddle into yourself from the chilled wind that rams itself into you, and when you are close enough to Kaito and Luca, and are just about to ask them how they're doing and carry on as usual, Jiro suddenly blurts a "I think I left my water bottle in your dorm."

You turn rigid, turning around like a plank of wood to face him, as Luca smiles in confusion and Kaito's face turns a shade of red you've only ever seen on tomatoes before.

"He- He? What?!" Kaito screechs, "Wh-Why would he leave something at your place?" he sweats with every word, unsure if he's afraid, jealous, or purely confused.

Before you can form any part of a sentence, Jiro answers with his signiture unbothered monotone, but his words no-doubt carefully selected, "We slept together."

"You what?!" Kaito's voice comes out higher than a dog-whistle at this point.

Your face is hot again, but you do your best to calm the situation, "What he means to say is that he slept over."

"Yeah, sorry." Jiro agrees, scratching the back of his neck.

"St-still! He's a guy! Why would you let a guy sleep over in your dorm? You're a girl! Why him and not me?" Kaito mummbles incoherently, you can barely make out what he's saying, but honestly, you can't be bothered to try.

Truth be told, even if Jiro meant to say it in a way that would come across as suggestive, you don't like the idea of Kaito implying you're incapable of making decisions like these purely because you're a girl. "He's my friend, Kaito, I know what I'm doing."

Jiro hums.

"But still! he- the - hm? you? What if the-" Kaito tries to prove a point, you have no idea what that point is.

Regardless, Mobi shows up and class promptly begins.

You join in on as much as you can: doing the never-ending warm up, dodging projectiles Mobi hurls at you, and even a small part of the standard practice; cheering Luca on as he takes fiercly battles a scary piece of cardboard.

When you can't go on, not because you can't, but because there's nothing you can do, you take a sit on the bench and watch your three friends struggle against an ongrowing array of moving targets. Jiro looks so handsome slashing through things with his massive chainsaw, it's such a cool weapon in your opinion and the way that he manouvers it just serves to highlight how strong he is, you bet he could pick you up just as easily and-

Friend.

You clear your throat and continue to watch, trying to focus on Kaito instead, but it is very difficult to not look at Jiro, they're standing close together so you can always pretend to be looking elsewhere, and you are not checking out his sweaty form and how good his muscles look under the warm sun, or how his pale skin almost glistens, he looks so focused with his sharp red eyes staring ahead and his movements following such clear pathways to perfectly attack anything coming his way. Urgh.

Your phone pings, "Grandpa Ed💜", good, a distraction.

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"Dear MC😃, I hear👂that Rui and company👬are trying to figure out who your 💖favourite💖 Ghoul🧟 is?💭 Is it me?💭"

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Seems you can't escape even when you're not physically there... You respond back to Ed with the same old answer, and he responds with a sad emoji. At least this did distract you enough for class to end.

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You all make your way to the changing room, yes, changing room singular. Darkwick's lack of diversity in Ghouls has led to the men's changing room being the only opperational one, but you had grown accustomed to changing into your uniform in a shower booth and waiting for your friends to finish getting dressed before you step out. It's just your friends, so it isn't that big of a deal.

You are quick to change into your uniform and just as quick to exit back into the main room: Kaito searches for something in his bag, Luca is drinking water in the corner, and Jiro is slumped over a bench with his back to the lockers, head drooping to the side, his uniform shirt unbuttoned, and his expression sickly.

"Jiro-Kun?" you ask, rushing over, "Are you alright?" You sit beside him, placing a hand on his shoulder.

He turns to look at you, and so does Kaito, and weakly responds "Could you please help me get dressed?"

You nod with a concerned smile, "of course."

With a careful hand you begin to button up his shirt from the bottom to the top, it takes a bit of a struggle given the awkward to manouver position he is sitting in, and also the general proximity between you two, but you do your best because your friend needs your help.

He groans in pain at nothing, and you silently coo at him, forgetting the fact that you're not alone in the room. As you reach the top button of his shirt, he grabs your wrist suddenly, keeping you there. his hand shakes slightly with a weakness and you smile gently at him, keeping your hand where he holds it and reaching out with your other hand to your open bag, grabbing your water bottle and lifting it up to him like a wounded animal. You help him tilt the bottle, now with both hands, and he takes a few slow sips from it, careful to not attempt too much at once, some of it drips down his chin and onto his neck: you wipe it off with the corner of your blazer and smile at him.

You ask, "Do you need me to take you back to Mortkranken?"

"I think I'll be alright," he reassures you, placing his hand on top of yours again and carefully smoothing his finger along your knuckles, "Thanks for helping me."

"What are you doing?" Kaito jolts, "You- You're, I-"

Oh you, there are other people in the room.

Luca cuts in, trying to make use of his brilliant social awareness, "Is Jiro your favourite Ghoul?"

"What? Of course he isn't! It's a- I- the-" Kaito answers for you, once again red and sweating.

You look at Jiro, hoping to finally judge his reaction on the matter. After all, he has remained the sole Ghoul to not ask you that question even once. His face remains blank and hard to read, nice.

"I don't pick favourites." You respond, smiling up at Luca and Kaito, your hand is very much still being held by Jiro.

"But if you had to choose?" Kaito questions you with a cocked eyebrow, fists clenched and knuckles spasaming.

Jiro stares at you, expression still a mystery, and you clear your throat with diplomacy, "I love you all equally."

You do your best here, because not doing your best here might accidently start a sequel to the infamous clash, and you do not want to be caught in the middle of that. Similar to how all Ghouls have reacted to the same line you had been reciting all week, two of the three Ghouls in the changing room give you a slight pout and a disappointed sigh, the third, though, is smiling very faintly; the kind of faint smile he does where only someone who has stared at his face for as long as you have could tell apart from his usual expression. This is preplaxing you, because why would he be smiling at this?

"I changed my mind," he coughs suddenly, "I think I need you to take me to Mortkranken."

You give Jiro's head a slight pat, help him up until he is standing straight and towering over you, and greet your two friends goodbye as you make your way out of the room, leaving them confused and cringed out of their heads.

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The two of you walk side by side in comfortable silence. This silence always falls between you, and you enjoy it, because it's a rare occurance for you nowadays to get any kind of silence, let alone a comfortable one that is accompanied by a friendly, cozy, aura.

"So," he breaks it, observing you from the corner of his red eyes.

You fidget slightly, but turn your head to look at him nonetheless, he carries the same smile from earlier, looking ever as bright and not at all sick.

"Why is everyone so keen on figuring out who your favourite Ghoul is?" Jiro's tone is coy, unsure, and still somehow knowing in a way you can't place yet.

"I wish I knew," you respond candidly, "I don't know why it matters that much."

He nods, "Do you even have a favourite to begin with?"

Your face heats up for the nth time today, and you fumble to formulate a response that doesn't give it away, ending on a really unfortunate, "No?" which sounds unconfident and forced.

He laughs at you. Really laughs, like he always does when you witness something scary; screaming and huddling to his side. He laughs and places a hand on your hair, ruffling it, mimicing the way you always do the same to him, and then his eyes close from the force of his laughter, and he confirms, "I knew it."

"Knew what?" You ask, letting him slide his hand from your hair down to your shoulders, you know what he had figured out, but you don't want to say it just to retain the benefit of the doubt.

"I'm your favourite." he chuckles.

With a sigh, you nuzzle into his side as the two of you continue to walk, "Yeah."

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A/N: YEEEE HAWW lemme know if you want a part two bbgirls, sorry for the lack of editing I have to work my adult job of editing lmao

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hihihi

uhm so am i allowed to request again (i don’t wanna spam) 😭😭🙏

and if i am can u pls do a rui x hopeless romantic best friend reader (i’m totally normal about best friends to lovers lmfao)

so like the reader is always yapping about hot guys and it’s a little angsty at first because rui is thinking to himself ‘why did i have to fall inlove with someone that won’t ever choose me’ and then one day a hot guy comes up to reader and asks her out, reader is about to say yes but then she realises that she barely knew him and there was someone (rui) who had been by her side since day one and she figures out who she really loves (RUIII) so she rejects him and when rui asks why she just hugs him and says ‘because your the one i really want’ mwah mwah i feel like such a genius (i really hope this made sense lmao be prepared for a million bestie-> lovers and angst-> fluff rui requests 😼)

thank youyoyoyoyoyuuu!!

hi guys! i’m so so incredibly sorry for how inactive i have been! unfortunately, the fanfic writer curse caught up to me, and i’ve had considerably bad things happen to me! ToT

i had developed a really bad addiction after a recent episode - which may be why i’ve loved to write my characters so miserable, but they get a happy ending in the end - and have recently relapsed after a couple months. i’ve also been struggling with a lot of things, like being bullied again, pressure from theater, classes, autism, parental issues, memory of past trauma, having no friends, things like that. i’ve just been having a really hard time, so writing has been super difficult for me. i’m currently having some of the worst mental health in my life, and am un-recovering from other things i’ve had in the past too, after seeing the results of my recovery. sorry if this triggered anybody, i just needed to get this off my chest, and felt also that i should explain where i have been. you all supporting me has kept me going, and i hope you enjoy this one too! LETS END THE PITY PARTY!!!

in other - not so depressing news - here you guys go!! sorry for OOCness, obviously this is a more dramatic approach to a story! happy ending, j tried to write the inner narration differently for how you two were feeling at the time.. and ty once again for such a great idea, mama ^3^

“I don’t think I could stand to be where you don’t see me.”

If he has to sit here and listen to this one more time, he thinks he’ll go insane.

Rui Kamishiro loves you. He truly does. You’re his best friend, his partner in crime, his-

Never mind.

Rui loves you, but he absolutely HATES your taste in guys, and it’s driving him nuts. Nodding and agreeing can only get him so far before he wants to rip his own hair out, and tonight is no exception.

“I give up! All boys are dumb, I don’t need them!” You lament, resting your chin in your hands. It’s the same song and dance over and over. You swear off boys, you get attention, you get sucked in, and he has to pick up the pieces when it inevitably fails. How many times has he thought about how much better he would treat you now? He doesn’t know. He’d be a classical lover, he’d never speak to you the way those stupid unprincipled high school boys do.

Gross. That’s his best friend, why’d he think that? And when did he start being so self confident? He really outta look at himself in the mirror. What an egomaniac he’s turning out to be.

He shakes his head.

“You do know I’m still a boy, right?” He prods, trying to cheer you up. He knows this situation well, and he knows exactly how to make you feel better. Again he’d pull you out of this, and again he’d watch you fall in love.

He wishes you could be happy. He wishes you weren’t in love with being in love. You’re too pure for true love, love is disgusting, depraved, and unkind. You’re not anything like that.

“I know, I know, but you’re the only good one!” You point, words self-assured. “I don’t need a boyfriend, you do everything boyfriendy for me anyway!”

Ouch. Thanks a lot, that’s exactly what he needed to hear right now. He’s not gonna dwell on that last bit for now, he’ll wait until he’s home. Then he can- he doesn’t know. Cry, or something juvenile like that.

“So I’m back-up-boyfriend?” He masks himself in jest, smiling teasingly at you.

“Eh, maybe,” you snicker, “you’d definitely be cute if you weren’t my friend.”

He turns to his school work sharply, trying to mask his complete and utter despair. Ugh, why does he have to be so dramatic? His own personality makes his skin crawl with disgust and hatred, and that only makes him cringe more. He could think about how obnoxious he is all day. Maybe he should use that go home and cry pass early. He pretends to check the time, as if that isn’t all he’s been doing.

“It’s getting late, after this problem I should get going.” He mutters, scribbling some random numbers into his notebook. You yawn in response, being broken out of absentmindedly scrolling through your phone.

“Ugh, I wish you didn’t have to go!” You drape an arm over his torso, trying to hold him in. He smiles fondly, wrestling to get you off of him.

“I’d have to walk home in the dark then, do you want that?” He knows you’d never let him, and he sees it immediately.

Your face looks knowing, and you let him go right away. It amuses him at first, but quickly fills him with overwhelming pity. You’re so kindhearted it makes him sick. You shouldn’t worry about someone like him, it’s bad for your health.

“Would you like me to walk home with you?!” You shoot up, the idea of him not being safe running through your head. Maybe he should’ve kept his mouth shut. How emasculating! He’s not a helpless young girl! He’s just as manly as those boys who you long for, he’s not a puppy to be walked!

God, is jealously turning him into a bigot? He shakes his head once again, this time not just to clear his thoughts. He’s absolutely not letting you walk him home, it’d be mortifying. He takes your attention belly up, you should have a break. Maybe some time to yourself for a change? God, Rui, get a grip.

“I’m fine, I don’t want you out late by yourself either,” he assures, looking at you in haste.

“Ah. You have a point.”

“I always do.” He means more to that, and he wishes he could tell you. He wants you to see that even he knows what he’s talking about. He needs you to see him, just for once. Not as a best friend, or backup boyfriend, just as a regular one. As a lover who dances in the rain, or ties your shoes

He needs to stop. He shouldn’t think about you like that. It’s lecherous.

You two exchange goodbyes, giving him a long hug (much to his horror). He hates how feverish it is it hold you like this, it makes him feel guilty. His body gets hot, his cheeks flare up, his throat feels tight- it makes him feel like a pervert, even if his thoughts are the farthest thing from lewd.

He feels that everything he thinks about you is repulsive, though.

“Be safe”’s and “See you later”’s are passed between you two, and he walks down your front steps, now completely alone. His eyes scan the damp pavement, seeing the golden hues from the sky light the boring rock. That’s how he feels about you, he decides. You’re the sun, and he’s the pavement. He humors himself by thinking that your suitors are the clouds, stopping you from shining your light for him so he can grow weeds in the cracks of his soul. That’s what these feelings are. Weeds.

He wants to live life beautifully with you, he decides. He wants to tie your shoes, he wants to twirl you as you dance.

He wishes he could be the moon. Something of consequence- of importance, but he’s just the pavement. Not the earth, not the stars, not the clouds, or rain, he’s just a man made monster who destroys nature - you - and is walked over by people who do matter.

He should quit being this way, he grumbles, it doesn’t do anybody any good to be so flowery. He’s too girly- too weak. Maybe that’s why you don’t like him. If you’re willing to date anything that moves other than him, that must mean he’s on a completely new level, huh?

That’s what dreaming gets you, Rui. Crushed dreams and embarrassment.

He lets out a pitiful sigh, kicking a pebble with his shoe. He sees a worm in a lawn which reminds him of himself, he sees a couple shopping for a new game which reminds him of you, he sees a convenience store which reminds him that he’s hungry-

His life can be so mundane sometimes, what a drag.

He’s about to reach his front door, when he steps into a puddle. It feels like an appropriate representation of his life right now. A sense of disgraceful hilarity washes over him, and he begins to laugh. He laughs a while, he laughs as he takes his shoes off, he laughs as he peels his button up down, and he laughs as he lays in his bed. How dramatic he could be some times!

He falls asleep quickly. He has a dream about being on stage and forgetting his lines.

He wakes up with a thud, he fell out of bed. How embarrassing. He decides to check his phone.

Weirdo: RUII

Weirdo: wanna hang w me 2day?? u don’t have dance time right??

Weirdo: gonna kill you. WAKE UP

Me: I’m awake, sorry!

Weirdo: finally sleeping beauty

Weirdo: wanna get a snack? i’m simply starved…

Me: When?

Weirdo: an hr maybe…

Me: Okay :) I’ll tell you when I leave.

Weirdo: kay!!

He really doesn’t feel like being social today, but he’d never pass up an opportunity to see you. He’s an obscene degenerate when it comes to you, pouncing on your attention like a sick dog. It’s mortifyingly pathetic.

He gets dressed, throwing on a boring striped sweater. It’s getting colder outside recently, and he’s always ran cold anyway. His hands are shaky and nervous as he brushes his teeth, the anxiousness to see you making his body jittery. He considers breakfast, but quickly shuts the idea down. He doesn’t want to be stressed out - at least more than he already is - when he sees you. Twitchy hands lock his door, and he gets a few feet away before he double checks that he did, in fact, lock it. Pull yourself together, Rui! He screams at himself.

The walk is just as unexciting as he expected, albeit a bit chilly. He’s feeling thankful for the sweater. The breeze runs its hands through his hair, and he’s reminded that winter is coming. He always liked Autumn flowers the best, hibiscus flowers are pretty too, he supposes. It’s nice to have the warmth of the sun soothing his cold hands during summer, for sure.

He trips over a rock on the way, and his pants get wet on the knees. Khaki blends into an ugly brown, and he sighs. How unlucky, would anything go right for him today?

Turns out it will, you look really good today.

You great him at the door, practically buzzing with eagerness. It makes him smile, knowing that you do, in fact, want to see him. Or at least are acting like it. You’re a good friend to him, he’s lucky to have you.

“Rui!” You hug him as a greeting, wrapping your arms tightly around his waist. His heart soothes, eyes closing in relaxation. Problems feel obscure and distant when you two are like this, despite his reluctance last night. He can forget about corrupt feelings - or misguided love- and he can just be your best friend. Despite his apprehension to be cared for, he is flattered that you, at least, seem to like him.

“Hey.” He breaths you in, his voice soft. He hopes you don’t notice, it’s embarrassing.

“Hey!” You reply, pulling away. “Big things planned, Rui!”

“What big things?” He asks, amused. “Big things” for you were junk food and shopping.

“Big things! It’s a surprise!” You put your shoes on, and he can’t help but feel jealous as he watches your hands tie them dutifully. He sighs, stretching. He decides to make it a challenge to act normal the whole day. No weird thoughts are going to beguile his mind, he promises himself.

You lock your front door, twisting the knob to make sure that it did, in fact, lock. This fills him with a child-like sense of delight, maybe you two really were similar.

Nah, not possible. You’re too pure - too perfect. Ugh, Rui, no more stupid thoughts.

He watches you check the time, make a face at a nearby bird, and cover your cheeks with your hands. You suddenly perk up, wrapping your arms around him.

“Warm me up, will ya?” You scowl at the cool air, grip tightening. He gulps. It’s weird he reacts like this, considering you two have done things like this all the time. It’s normal, so why does he have to be such a creep? His arms wrap around yours, running his hands up and down to create heat.

“Should’ve worn a jacket,” he chides, “wouldn’t be cold, y’know?” His voice is so casual, like everything is totally fine. It is fine. Fine, fine, fine.

“Gotta look good. I’m on the hunt, obviously,” you joke. It isn’t funny to him, but he lets out a laugh.

“You’re hopeless.”

You two stop at a convenience store first, and you all but sprint to the drinks. He had this ritual down to a science. You grab two different color slushies, and he grabs whatever odd snack catches your collective stomachs eye today. Today the two of you decide to split a cookie, and walk to the counter. The cashier gives you a smirk, and he averts his eyes.

“This it?” The boy cocks his head, and you get the memo. You immediately jump on the opportunity.

“Mhm!” You wink, resting your chin in your hands while leaning against the counter. In all honestly, he wasn’t even that cute. At least, that’s what Rui kept telling himself.

“Don’t worry about it, than. I got you guys,” he waves you off. Score! You think, but he adds. “If I can get your number.” Rui feels like falling into the floor, how awkward! You just scribble it onto a stray receipt, winking.

“Thank you! You’re the sweetest!!” You singsong, skipping along with Rui following suite. You immediately burst into laughter, throwing a fake punch at Rui. “What a weirdo! Like I’d call him over what, 1000 yen?! I don’t even know him, yuck!”

So you did have some sense, he feels like letting out a sigh of relief. You hold your hands out.

“Which one do you want? I got your favorite!!” You look so proud, and he wants to laugh. His “favorite” isn’t actually his favorite, but he’d never tell you that.

The lie started one day in middle school, when the two of you suddenly had a weird craving for slushies. When you picked them out, you had gotten a red one and a blue one, and asked him what he wanted. While he really didn’t like red, he knew you liked blue, so he said red. Now for the past four years, you’ve always ended up getting him a red one, thinking it was his favorite. He’ll deal with it for you. Seeing your blue tongue stick out with brain freeze is better than any sugary drink anyway.

“Red, duh.” He scoffs playfully, taking a sip of it. The taste doesn’t really bother him all that much anymore. It reminds him of you.

You always let him divide the snacks, thinking he gives himself the bigger half. He never does, but he eats slower so you think he did. You skip along, enjoying it.

“Y’know, this isn’t bad. Wish they had the brownie, though. That never does us wrong.” God, don’t make him think of the ‘crack brownies’ - as you two call them. Those are great, and he likes them, so you never miss an opportunity to shove them down his throat.

“Don’t complain. Remember the egg roll incident?” He points, laughing at the memory. You two steer clear of that section now, having gotten sick.

“Ugh, I haven’t thought about that in a while! I’m never eating an egg roll again after that day! Ugh,” you gag.

Moments of silly memories like this make him feel like he’s known you forever. He can’t even remember a moment where he hasn’t loved you.

“Where’re we going now, commander?” He salutes, following the trail of sunshine you left behind.

“Where ever the wind blows us, kind sir!” You salute back, pushing him along. Your constant checks of your phone don’t go unnoticed by him, and he fights the urge to roll his eyes.

“Who’re you texting? Don’t tell me it’s that guy.” He tries to sound casual, knocking his shoulder against yours playfully.

“‘M not a total idiot, I’ll have you know!” You huff, holding your phone to your chest. “It’s just somebody we went to school with a while back, ‘m seeing if I can pull the moves.”

“Do I know him?”

“Dunno, never saw you two talking, so maybe not. He was in my english class, remember, the only class we didn’t have together?”

“Ah.”

You two walk in silence, except for when he yanks you back from the collar so you don’t walk into oncoming traffic, which amuses you greatly. You two soon arrive at the small mall, and he tails you as you run with excitement. You two browse everything, constantly pointing out cute plushies, or interesting keychains.

“Rui, look! Look!” You shake him, pointing to the back of somebody’s head inconspicuously. “Wait don’t yet- Okay, now! He’s turning around! That’s the guy! What a coincidence we see him here, right? Do you recognize him?”

Ha. Yeah, he knows this guy. He definitely knows him. He’s the one who would trip him during passing periods, he’s the one who left flowers on his desk. They make eye contact, and it’s like all of his growth left his body. He’s just the same freak from middle school, he’s still thirteen.

He shudders at the guys smirk, sensing that he definitely knows that Rui knows him. He jogs over to the two of you, and Rui already knows what’s about to happen, due to the lopsided smile on your face.

Damnit, this is the first time he doesn’t think he can act like it’s okay.

“Oh wow, what a coincidence! Must be fate we run into each other like this, ehe…” You giggle awkwardly, a dumb expression gracing your face. It’s painful seeing you that way for anybody other than him, and he looks away awkwardly.

“Must be.” He answers, swaggering closer towards you. Rui thanks whatever God above because - despite his current situation - at least this asshole didn’t go to highschool with you guys.

He looks down at his shoes, and tries to shuffle away, knowing this jackass is about to say something. He’s quickly stopped.

“Who’s this, huh? Feel like a recognize him from somewhere…” He trails off, smirking through his nose as he turns his attention to him. “Have we met before?”

“This is Kamishiro Rui, he’s my friend! He went to middle school with us, remember?” You happily answer for him.

Ha, friend? What happened to back-up boyfriend? He’s a little hurt, to be honest.

He feels bitter, it’s unbecoming- God, he doesn’t care. He should feel bad for getting so angry over it, it’s not like you belong to him. He’s such a freak, getting attached to you like this.

He starts to pick at his fingers, then he plays with a loose string on his sweater. You two continue to chat like nothings wrong, and he keeps thinking. It’s something he’s gotten good at recently.

He stops feeling bad about himself for a second- a split second where he resents you, and wishes his pain upon you. Wants you to know what it’s like to be so disgustingly, guiltily, revoltingly obsessed with someone. In this split second, he can’t even find it in himself to feel guilty about it, which is unlike him. He wishes you felt love like this, that you were as psychotic about it.

But this doesn’t last long, because he remembers that he loves you more than anything. He’s lucky to be your friend. You’re a great friend, you’re an amazing person, you’re the sun, the sun, the sun.

He’s the pavement, he has to remember.

“I’m- I’ll leave you to it, y’know? Fabric store.” He stutters, choking on his voice. You don’t even notice, waving him off.

You do, however, remember to press his shoulder, uttering an absentminded “Okay, Rui, bye,” and he remembers again how perfect you are for doing it subconsciously. He lets himself feel the touch, long after he’s walked away. He deserves it after the trouble he’s reliving.

When he makes it to the fabric store - which he really didn’t need anything from, Nene had gotten some the other day - he can’t help himself from wishing he could just go home. Malls were always overwhelming already, and now his saving grace has the attention of another man. He walks through aisles, but realizes that he now has to buy something.

‘Least he knows that social cue, he laughs bitterly, running his hands across his face in frustration. He’s so ridiculous.

Meanwhile, you were chatting up a storm. It was your first time talking in person since middle school, after all! You feel giddy for a while, but it cuts abruptly. You feel a strange sense of urgency, something’s missing.

Oh, your best friend.

But where had he gone? You’re sure he was just here. You smile apologetically at the cute boy, putting on your best performance.

“Oh, I better go get my friend now. I don’t like walking home when it’s late. Was nice seein’ you, let’s hang out soon, ‘kay?” You singsong, stepping closer. You want to give yourself a pat on the back, you’re so cute.

He rolls his eyes, and you’re hit with a wave of uneasiness. That noise he made sounds strangely dismissive, he’s not the kind of guy to be a jerk though, you must be hearing things-

“Leave ‘im. Between you and me, he was a total freak in middle school. Probably is now, too. Probably likes you or somethin’, total nutcase.” His voice sounds so casual, like it’s not the douchiest thing you’ve heard all day.

You let other men walk all over you, sure. You let them cheat on you, lie, whatever. But you’re not about to stand here and insult Rui. He’s the only untouched thing in your life - the only person who isn’t cruel. He’s so gangly and awkward, but in the best way. You could live a million times and not be able to deserve him, at least you think so. He’s so unusual, and that’s what you love most about him. Little things like not liking loud lights, or liking the red slushies the best, make your heart buzzy with familiarity. He’s the one constant in your life.

You’ve been awfully worried about him recently, though. His particularly (as you like to call it) has gone to the an extreme, and it’s been a battle getting him to eat real food. You’re not blind, you see the way he’s been spacing out, or tapping a little too much. You just thought he’d been overwhelmed. He worries you to death sometimes, but despite all of his own struggles, he always seems to not care about it, deciding to always be there for you instead. Ah, he’s just such an amazing guy - no, not guy, he’s not anything like those other boys you talk to. He’d never insult someone like that. He’s not just a guy, he’s like your person.

Yeah, he’s definitely your person.

Your heart sputters at the thought, and you feel something you’ve never really felt before - save for hugs between the two of you that lasted just a second too long, or words a little too romantic. The feeling makes your mind fuzzy, and your heart hurt terribly with something you could only place as homesickness.

Oh.

“I,” you begin, backing away. “Yeah, I’m sorry but I’ll really be going now-“

“What? C’mon I was just messing with you, even though having guy friend’s kinda weird.” He rolls his eyes.

“Yeah whatever, I’ll call you back,” you say dismissively.

You’re totally lying, you laugh, you’re not calling him back.

He didn’t seem to like that.

“Damn, can’t even joke around with you people. Whatever, weirdo, sorry I insulted your little boyfriend.” The change in tone amuses you.

Yeah, good riddance, pal.

You turn away, walking through the mall with pace. It takes a while, but you spot him watching a pet stores aquarium.

He’s a funny one.

You wave your hands, trying to get his attention. He swallows, knowing that it’s probably to ask him if it’s cool to walk home by himself. Emotions are stupid, and ironically, you both think that at the same time.

“Rui! Rui! Hey c’mon, let’s go home, yeah?” You smile, face feeling warm. It’s a different feeling from when you usually talk to him. He looks at you, a little shocked. He had assumed you were smiling wide because you set up a date, so he turns his head.

“Where is he, huh?” He looks away, back to the fish tank. You shift in place, was he mad at you? You’re a little irritated at the mention of the guy, though, and huff.

“Don’t worry about that. Seems like I only attract douchebags, so I decided to go.” You explain, poking his shoulder. “Hey,” you start, “let’s just walk home, I wanna talk to you about something.” The idea makes you feel dizzy, but you’ll have to illustrate your feelings one day.

You can leave out the “I think I’m in love with you” part, you think.

The two of you walk in an excruciating silence, staring down at the reflection of the setting sun in the puddles. His heart tightens, remembering his earlier comparison. Even now, you’re so perfect. Even if he’s frustrated with you - despite you turning down the guy in the end (he doesn’t know why, he wanted to ask) - even if he’s ready to scream, and cry, and ask you what it is he did for you to be so turned off by him, he still thinks you’re the most heavenly, divine person to ever grace his view. He wants to be where you see him, he wants to be in your orbit.

“You’re like the sun-“ He blurts out, immediately regretting it. He didn’t mean to say that, God, he’s so fucking stupid. He sees you stop walking, smiling that same stupid, dopey, lopsided smile that he’s always so jealous of-

Oh. It’s for him.

He chokes, stopping to meet you eye-to-eye. You look up at him too, laughing giddily.

“What does that mean?”

He sputters, stepping away. “N-no it’s nothing- It was stupid anyway so-“

“No, tell me!” You urge, laughing a little harder. “What if it was something bad, ‘nd you were making fun of me? That’s not nice, Rui!”

“I- Hey-“ His voice goes a touch higher, a defensive tone rising. “That’s not-“

“Then tell me.”

“It’s just,” he breaths, trying to word it in the least creepy way possible. How does convey the fact that he sees you as a divine presence, that he sees himself as a worthless creature compared to you, without sounding like he’s hopelessly possessed by love for you? “I just- you’re so amazing,” he starts, “I thought of this stupid thing the other day when I was walking home - you know how I am - and well, I just thought of you when the sun reflected off the pavement - since it rained, y’know? - and well, it just- Sorry, it was dumb-“ He rambles, covering his face in anguish.

Nobody’s ever put that much thought into you. Sure, you’ve received a few ‘You’re so gorgeous’’s, where you’ve had to wonder where they learnt such a “big word”, but never something as poetic as that. The usual Rui-ratic explanation endeared you to him even more. You look at him, the smile never leaving. He’s just… so Rui. His stupid striped sweater, his half up hair - that you’d begged him to grow out - his eyes, whatever. Everything about him you treasure, and little do you know he cherished you even that more intensely.

“I think you’re the moon, Rui. Or maybe the earth, since I take care of you, hah!” You snicker, stepping closer to him. He takes a step back in return, and you grab his hands to make him stay put. His heart throbs, and he almost goes crashing down.

“I.. I don’t-“

You yank his hands, making him look back up at you. “Hey, Rui, I,” you look at him assuringly, “I wanna say something, and you can’t laugh okay?”

He holds his breath, so do you.

Fuck it, just tell him.

“I think I’m in love with you, Rui.” You gaze at him, the words shooting out faster than you can second guess them.

“I don’t-“ He breaks away, his fists balling up. You messed up, you think, you really, really messed up. “I’m not- I’m not going to- You can’t just say that because you got rejected. I- It wouldn’t be nice to- You don’t love me-“

“Rui,” you beg, grabbing his arm again, “holding hands on the way to school, cuddling while doing homework, knowing everything about eachother, these aren’t-“ You breath, “I’ve wanted somebody to love me for so long, Rui, and I was so blind to the fact that I was loved. But the love that I felt for you, - that I feel for you - Rui, isn’t the kind where I can be- where I can just be so- so normal about those things!” You monologue, saying whatever’s on your mind. You’re the rambling one now.

“I found myself comparing you to these piece-of-garbage dude’s I’m always with, wishing I could just date somebody like you instead! But now I realize that it is you-“

His heart falls into his gut, and he breaks free from you again. His hands move to his face, covering his eyes. His voice is broken and cracky as he begins to cry. “That was- you-“ He pulls you into a desperate embrace, arms holding you like you’ll disappear. “You shouldn’t, you’re wrong.” He sobs, “I’m- the way I love you is- You don’t understand, the way I feel isn’t normal I- My love is disgusting, and horrible, and depraved-“ He shakes, you rub his back. “You are so perfect compared to me, I’d never be able to- I love you so much, more than friends are supposed to, more than anyone’s supposed to at our age-“

“Rui, hey Rui please don’t cry.” You beg, smoothing out the ridges in his sweater. “I don’t- I don’t agree with that, and I can scream that at you, but I’m sure you won’t believe me. You’re not disgusting for feeling emotions different, Rui that’s what I love about you.”

“Stop- stop saying my name like that. It’s too hard to-“

“Rui, I love you. You don’t need to accept it, but I love you. More than being in love, more than being loved-“

“I love you, too,” his voice cracks, “that’s why I’m so scared. I don’t want to ruin a friendship that’s all I have, if this is just- I’m scared I’d lose you in any way, and I can’t live in a world where you don’t see me. I won’t. It’s sounds horrible but-“ He stops as you pull away from the hug, and wipes his face hastily. You put your pinky out, and his stomach drops again.

“C’mon, just like when we were kids. Pinky promise that no matter what, we’ll always see each other. That way you don’t need to worry anymore, y’know? I never break my kissy pinky promises, ever.”

Just like when you two were little.

He locks his with yours, just like you taught him all those years ago. He remembers your shared handshake for theater, he remembers your shared handshake for testing, and he remembers the song you two had to duet for choir - when you have forced him into it for a year. He holds everything of you so dear to his heart, you endear everything about him to you as well.

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

“I see you.”

“I see you, too.”

You two kiss your hands, then bring them down, still interlinked. You stare at him, and he stares back at you. In a moment of profound sincerity, you lean forward, and kiss him. It’s slow and gentle, and you unlock your hands half way through to hold his face, which he mirrors. His heart settles for the first time. You see him. He’s your moon, your earth, you’re his sun, his stars.

He’s suddenly alarmed by a quick pushing off of him, gasping out a “Rui!”

“I-“ he pants, wiping his mouth. “Hm?”

“we’re in the middle of a park!”

[aayakashii]

Finally managed to finish this fic 🧘🏻‍♀️ this one is for the members of Haku Gfs Club™️ @ghoulspaw @kusanagihaku and @pinkaditty

I just gave it a read so it's not properly edited – I apologize if there are too many mistakes in it ;-; I'm not super satisfied with this one, but I hope you guys like it <3 Also, it's a standalone, so there will be no continuation!

The title comes from a Florence+ The Machine song, Addicted to Love.

might as well face it

You never really knew why Haku didn't frequent Rui's bar. And honestly, you never thought of asking either. Among the thousands of secrets every ghoul always kept from you, that one seemed innocuous enough for you to ignore.

So, when Rui called you at 3am on a weekday, you would never guess he would ask you to escort Haku back to Hotarubi.

“Sorry, doll, you're the only one I can ask to help me with this.” Rui's voice sounded sincerely apologetic. “There's no one else here in the bar, I promised Lyca I'd help him with his homework – and you know how he gets when he's expecting something – and Subaru isn't answering his phone.”

You shrugged, as you changed out of your pajamas.

“I mean, it IS late at night and he’s way more responsible than us. But what happened to him?”

“Oh, you know.” You imagined Rui waving his hand dismissively. “Hakucchi can't hold his liquor very well. He's wasted.”

You pursed your lips, trying hard not to laugh. The thought of the most nonchalant and aloof man you knew tripping on his own feet amused you more than it probably should.

“And why can't he stay in one of the rooms like Haru does sometimes?”

Rui sighed loudly.

“He's adamant on going back to Hotarubi. I'm trying to keep him here for a little longer because I'm worried about him just crashing and sleeping in the middle of Obscuary's woods. Who knows, he could legit die on his way back.”

It was your turn to sigh loudly. A dull headache was slowly forming in the back of your head.

“Okay… I'm going.” You grumbled as you made your way outside of your dorm and into the chilly night. “He's lucky I wasn't asleep yet.”

“Thank you, cutie, I owe you one and Haku will owe you his life~” Rui made a sharp kissing sound on his end of the line, quickly hanging up before you could have any change of heart.

And after a hurried walk towards Obscuary and sincere apologies from Rui, you ended up trudging through the campus with a very much inebriated, heavy, limp-bodied Haku leaning on your shoulder – his sultry voice murmuring nonsensical things in your ear as you suppressed a shiver from going down your spine.

His breath smelled like one of Rui's sweet, sparkly drinks – the ones you drank when you didn't want to wake up the next day with a mean hangover.

Haku really was extremely lightweight, it seemed.

“You smell so good” Haku murmured, nuzzling your head as he leaned all his weight onto your body, feet dragging clumsily on the ground.

Not only were you struggling not to trip and fall headfirst onto the asphalt, bringing a grown man down with you; said grown man made the task all the more difficult as he kept on shamelessly flirting with you.

“Haku, please, can't you help me a little bit here? Try to walk a bit too, come on.” You grunted, pushing him away from you, only to have him throw his arms around your shoulders once more.

“But it feels so good like this.” He murmured way too close to your ear and you gritted your teeth, shutting your eyes tightly in order to keep your thoughts from going to places you really didn't want to visit.

Haku's breathy, silky voice had always been your worst and weakest point. Sometimes you wondered if he knew it, consciously or not. If he did, it would definitely explain how he always sounded just a little bit more husky, just a little bit more sultry whenever you two were alone.

“I can't carry you properly like this, though?! Look, we're already at Hotarubi. Try to walk just a little bit longer, please?” You huffed and puffed, the exertion and the warmth of his body overpowering the cold night and causing you to break a sweat.

“Hmm…” he hummed before rubbing his cheek against your hair, then sighed. “Okay… but just because it's you who's asking.”

Haku straightened his back as much as he could, slinging just one arm around your shoulder, and stumbled inside his dorm. You finally managed to breathe properly, relieved of all the dead weight he had been putting on your shoulder.

Still, you navigated through Hotarubi's slippery corridors quite poorly as Haku's head hung low and he blinked slowly, fading in and out of a drunken sleep while you dragged him to his room.

Once inside, you watched with an amused and exasperated look as Haku stumbled towards his futon, letting himself fall heavily onto it, face down, with a loud groan of someone who subconsciously knew he'd very much regret his choice to drink afterwards.

You wiped the sweat off of your forehead while you walked towards him.

“Sit up just a little bit. You can't sleep with your uniform like this.”

He shuffled on his bed, slowly propping himself on his elbows.

“Trying to get me out of my clothes, are you, Honor Student? How bold you are. Thought you'd ask me out for dinner first.” He murmured with a smirk and half-lidded eyes.

You sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose and pushing all of your confusing emotions away. You would not deal with your feelings right then and there. Not when Haku was so obviously out of his mind.

“You can't sleep with your blazer otherwise you'll wrinkle it. Unless you're a Frostheim bourgeois who has a whole collection of these expensive ass blazers. If not, you need to take it off.” you said, exasperated. You held out your hand, motioning for him to give you his clothes.

He raised his eyebrows and nodded slowly, as if you had said something incredibly wise. You very much knew how expensive those blazers were after seeing how careful Kaito was with his. You wouldn’t let Haku just ruin his uniform.

He clumsily took off his blazer and handed it to you.

“You know, rumor has it that I might have been, in fact, a Frostheim bourgeois.”

You were trying so very hard not to notice the scent of sandalwood that clung in his blazer as you hung it on a nearby chair, that you almost didn't pay attention to the little gem of information he seemed to be offering to you. Almost.

“Well... Were you?” you asked with one eyebrow raised.

He grinned mischievously, putting a finger on his lips and shushing loudly. You rolled your eyes at his drunken antics as you scooted closer to help him out of his vest and tie.

“Sit properly so I can help you out of this vest and necktie.”

He pouted, rolling his head back. The sharp pops of his neck made him grimace.

“I think… That you’re enjoying undressing me.” he smirked as his head hung to the side. “You can always do this, you know, you just have to ask.”

You fidgeted in your position and pressed the heels of your hands on your eyes. You rubbed your face, trying hard to erase the tingling feeling on your cheeks and ignore his unabashed flirting.

‘He’s drunk. He’s just fucking drunk’ you chanted in your mind and took a deep breath.

“I’m just trying to help you not ruin the most expensive parts of your uniform, you dumbass.” you muttered, avoiding eye contact.

Haku threw his head to the other side, placing a hand over his heart as if you had just physically hurt him.

“Oh, how cold, Honor Student.” he sighed, head still limp as if he couldn’t hold it upright, but began to shuffle in place as he sat properly on his futon.

You held your breath while you opened his vest as fast as you possibly could, ignoring the heaviness of his gaze. He blinked lazily, eyes scanning your face and your hands as you fiddled with his buttons and then moved to loosen his tie.

You tried not to notice how he licked his lips when you pushed the vest out of his shoulders, but the gooseflesh that pricked your skin was proof that you failed.

“Hey.” He called out to you, voice hoarse and low - the type of voice you had always imagined he would have during early mornings, right after waking up, when his golden eyes would still be glossy with sleepiness.

You shook your head, pushing the thought away, and got up to place his vest and tie on the chair, right on top of his blazer.

“Yes?” you asked, straightening imaginary wrinkles on his clothes only to avoid his eyes.

Haku paused for a moment, as if waiting for you to turn around to look at him. When you didn’t, he took a deep breath and leaned back on his elbows once again.

“I'm so in love with you.” He murmured with a lazy smile on his face and his eyes closed, as if he had just told you the most obvious thing in the world.

You closed your eyes as your breath hitched and your hands curled into fists, gripping the fabric of his uniform tightly and undoing all your efforts of keeping it pristine and straightened.

Despite yourself, you felt a giddiness bubble inside your stomach. You wondered how many nights you’ve spent imagining scenarios in which he would say that exact thing.

Scenarios in which you actually deserved him saying such things while sober and not an overly-affectionate drunk.

You were quiet when you kneeled besides his feet to untie his laces and take off his shoes and socks.

“You hear? I'm in love with you.” He repeated as he nudged you with his knee, opening his eyes for a moment to check if you were actually paying attention. You gritted your teeth, jaw visibly flexing.

“Huh. Is that so.” You answered, bitter and cold, but your dismissal seemed to have gone over his head as he closed his eyes and sighed with a dreamy look on his face.

“Yeah. I love you. So much.”

You shot up to your feet, as if his words shocked you like an electric current, and walked towards his desk to grab his water bottle. You placed it right beside him with a heavy, tired sigh. You really didn't need that at that moment.

“Do you have paracetamol so you can take it if you need it during the morning?”

Haku furrowed his eyebrows in confusion, nose scrunching in a way that he never did while sober. You cursed yourself for thinking he looked adorable.

“Aren't you gonna say anything?” He asked.

“About?”

“I love you.”

You closed your eyes, trying to ignore the leaps of your heart whenever he said those words.

“You're drunk, Haku.” You breathed out, looking at him with exasperation in your voice.

“And…?”

“You're spewing nonsense.” You muttered, dusting yourself off only to avoid his gaze and to keep your hands occupied. “Go to sleep and you'll feel better tomorrow.”

“You don't believe me?” Haku widened his eyes, a tinge of hurt audible in his honeyed voice.

“The alcohol is making you say things you don't mean. Go to sleep.”

“You don't believe me.” Hurt quickly changed to incredulity.

“Good night, Haku. If you need anything, you can send me a message.”

“No, wa-wait.”

Haku quickly tried to get on his feet, but the dizziness still clouded his movements and he ended up tripping, falling on his knees. You gasped and kneeled beside him, eyes trained on his knees that had hit the tatami floor with an uncomfortable thud.

“Are you okay?” You asked, hand hovering over his back.

Haku slowly turned his head towards you. His golden slitted eyes glinted with something you couldn't quite understand.

“Why don't you believe me?” He murmured.

You opened your mouth, then closed it – no words made their way out of your lips.

God fucking dammit.

How could you even begin to explain to him all the reasons why you couldn't believe in him – but mostly how you couldn't believe in yourself – no matter how much you wanted to?

“Do you think I would lie about something like that?” He narrowed his eyes, looking at you as if you had broken his heart.

“I don't.” You found your voice after long, uncomfortable seconds. “I just think you're letting the alcohol make you believe things that aren't true.”

He shook his head vigorously and you couldn't help but think that it probably made his dizziness a lot worse.

“I wouldn't let some alcohol make me confess my love for anyone else.” he grasped your hand with a lot more force than you were expecting him to have. You tried to pull it away, but his grip was that of steel.

“Please… go to sleep.” you felt your throat tightening and a pressure behind your eyes.

“I've thought of you every single moment of my days ever since I saw you. You don't get to dictate how I feel just because you don't feel the same way as I do.” his brows furrowed again, sudden aggravation taking up his features.

You almost gasped. Haku never got angry at you, not even when you were a lot to handle, nor when you made his life a bit harder. What an irony it was that the first time would be while he was confessing.

“That's not what this is about.” you shook your head.

“Then what is it?”

You felt your bottom lip quiver slightly. You quickly bit it hard, in order to keep your emotions at bay, ducking your hand down and shutting your eyes tightly.

You briefly regretted taking Rui's call. Opening the can of worms that was your feelings for Haku was probably one of the last things you wanted to do late at night, in the middle of the week. You had spent too much time closing that can very tightly, vacuum sealing it and stashing it in the depths of your mind, only to have all your effort ruined in mere minutes.

Haku placed his other hand on your cheek, gently tilting your head back up. You kept your eyes shut.

“It's okay if you don't love me.” He murmured, the same tinge of sorrowful acceptance in his voice as the one you usually heard when he talked about his family. “It won't change how I feel. I just want to know from your mouth.”

“Haku…” your eyelids fluttered.

“Just say you don't like me. Look me in the eyes and say it. And I promise I'll leave you be.”

You opened your eyes, meeting his gaze. His pupils were blown out and you could barely make out the golden ring of his irises. He looked at you with an adoration that could genuinely make you sick.

“I can't.” you whispered and leaned into his touch.

“Then-”

“I can't just doom you, Haku. I can't take you down with me. You can find someone better, someone who deserves you. Someone who isn't cursed.” you blurted out, the words flowing freely from your lips now that the dam had been broken.

“Don't say that.”

“But it's true. I would… I would love to let you love me.” At that, his eyes opened wide and you could almost see hope forming deep inside them. “But I can't, in good conscience.”

Haku leaned in, resting his forehead against yours.

“Why?”

“It would be selfish of me. What if I die from my curse? You'd be hurt.” You gulped, shaking your head and backing away from him. “And worse, what if I hurt you if I become a monster?”

His hand, still gripping yours tightly, pulled you back close to him. His eyes were wide, wild, searching yours.

“And why would any of this matter?”

You blinked, confused.

“What?”

Haku scoffed, as if you were being absolutely stupid. As if you were the drunk one.

“I already love you. I don't need your permission to feel my feelings. Even if you kept me at arm's length, it wouldn't change how I feel.”

You were quiet as he grabbed your other hand and held both of them tightly against his chest. You could feel the loud and fast thump of his heart against your skin.

“And if you let me, we can look for a solution together. Worst case scenario, we'd be together for less time than I wished for. But any time with you would already be perfect.” He rested his forehead against yours once again. “Even if it was just a second.”

God. Zenji was right when he said Haku was a charmer. Your breath hitched in your throat.

“I wouldn't say this kind of thing to just anyone, though. Not sober, nor drunk. I can only say it to you.” he added, finally.

Your shuddering breath was the only sound between the two of you as you allowed his words to sink into your brain.

Deep down, you knew your hesitancy was never because of his drunken state, although it still kept you on your toes. As much as you were aware that your fears were the main source of your insecurity, a small part of you was still terribly afraid of him forgetting it all in the morning.

You felt his breath get heavier and deeper for a few seconds before Haku hurriedly shuffled onto his feet and stumbled fast towards the balcony of his room, which hovered just a few inches over Hotarubi's lake. You winced when you heard the muffled sounds of him throwing up.

After a few minutes, he dragged his feet back to his room, looking ashamed and terribly disheveled.

“Are you okay?” You asked, handing him his water bottle.

“I'm sorry.” He said, voice raspy after the strain. He took long, big gulps of water before sighing loudly.

“It's okay.” You chuckled, leading him towards his futon. “Go lie down and sleep. Please?”

Haku eyed you with utter indignation.

“We will continue our conversation tomorrow.” he stated, seriously, but finally relenting to your request. You nodded, sighing.

“Yes, yes, we will. Now go lie down, okay?” You pushed him gently, helping him as he tried to get on top of his bed.

“And I will repeat every word I said to you in the morning when I'm completely sober just so you can't say I'm lying.” He continued while you fluffed his pillow and helped him get under his covers.

“Even if I have a huge headache and feel like shit, I will repeat everything.” He muttered, eyes quickly getting heavy as you finished tucking him neatly into his bed.

You couldn't help but smile as his eyes so quickly grew heavy with sleep, while still mumbling incoherent things.

“Good night, Haku” you whispered.

Between long, heavy blinks, he turned his head towards you.

“I love you.” He whispered one last time, before finally letting sleep wash over his body.

Your heart twisted inside your chest – a mix of fear, apprehension and excitement bubbling in your chest and your stomach, that could make you scream. Instead, you watched as his breathing got deep and even, before gently pushing his hair away from his forehead.

You leaned in, placing a faint kiss on his forehead, inhaling the comforting scent of incense that followed him wherever he went.

Against his skin, you confessed.

“I love you too.”

[towasdandelion]

HAI DANDELION OF TOWA OTONASHI MY BRAIN GAVE ME WORMS AGAIN BECAUSE OF EPISODE 17 I AM SHAKING. I HOPE YOU ENJOYED IT BECAUSE I DEFINITELY DID!!!! ND I HOPE EVERYTHING HAS BEEN GOING WELL FOR UUU <3333

the brain worms in question ... are like . Hold on my thoughts are orienting ... so mc gets back from the mission and immediately texts her favorite ghoul (who was NOT on the mission, my ritsu heart is screaming,,, ) about the mission and how she wishes he was there instead because having to pick one of them felt so wrong and she realized it's because she wanted to give the bottle to HIM and not any of them DO YOU SEE MY VISION

in other news i have absolutely been converted to a ren fan ... bro was trying to hide his crush on mc so hard i almost felt bad for him T0T poor guy he makes me so Head in Hands. HARU ND RUI ALSO SHONE SO MUCH <333 and i feel like ive gained a new appreciation for edward ... i even slipped up and called him ed a few times ... oops

if u don't want to write this suggestion u can always just respond to this like a normal ramble ask T0T i don't want to stress u out because you're literally the first person i share my brain worms with LMAO

me when i write you an essay. IM SO SORRY I'LL STOP BOTHERING U BYEBYE THANK U FOR ALL OF YOUR HARD WORK ND KEEPING US FED <333333333 YOURE THE BEST EVER

Hiiii number one Ritsu lover! I loved the new episode of course. I was happy to see three of my favorite ghouls (⁠ ⁠ꈍ⁠ᴗ⁠ꈍ⁠) Whaaat not the seaweed hair guy stealing you attention (I'm telling Ritsu) but honestly I get it. Poor guy is so deep in his delusions I honestly don't know what would have to happen in order for him to just admit he fell for MC. At this point Ed suddenly becoming a clean freak is more possible. Speaking of him.. I see a chance for Ed to steal some of your attention too (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ he's not so bad is he? Also you're welcome to always share your worms with me, I don't mind hehe. Especially because they're always so interesting! Now to the main thing, I do love the idea! I do hope I interpreted it correctly though aaaa. I wrote it in a way where it's kinda like a confession moment for MC! Like the ghouls finally get to know she has feelings for them. Does that make sense? I hope so hehe. And I hope you'll like this! Wait, how do I title this?

Telling them they were the ones you wanted to give the bottle to

[Based on Episode 17. Ritsu, Haku, Tohma, Romeo]

Ritsu definitely already had all the important information about the mission. By important I mean things like who were you spending th most time with and so on, of course. He too wishes he was there instead, but your confession catches him a bit off guard. I guess you making heart eyes at him during every study session you guys had wasn't enough of a sign... If you really want to give him the bottle, then he will make it happen by planning a surprise date, trying to recreate the scene from the show!

Haku felt hurt the moment they announced the cast. What do you mean he's not going? He'd play his role perfectly! Well, he wouldn't even have to play.. Luckily for him, there is still a chance to steal your heart. He smiles smugly at his phone, pride filling his chest. You didn't want any of the 6 ghouls. You wanted him. Who is he to reject his dream girl? Be ready for a cute date where you two craft the bottles together! And some making out.

Tohma was feeling a little restless knowing you were gone for 3 days having fun with other ghouls.. but he won't show it at all. He has no right to feel possessive over you after all.. And yet a wave of relief washes over him when you confess to him like that. So his gut feeling was right after all. He won't waste any more time now, wanting to sweep you off your feet! He will use any means necessary to perfectly recreate the scene with you, this time without anyone else present.

The audacity not to invite Romeo to take a part in this mission! With his looks he's basically made for the screen! And having a chance to impress you no less! He will act like it doesn't bother him though. I mean, it's not like anyone can compare to him anyways. When you confess he's the one you wanted to give the bottle to, his ego gets a nice boost. Of course you wanted him. And since he's so nice, he'll give you a chance! Good luck, you have exactly an hour to craft a bottle for him!

[kirain]

@falesiastuff I've never written modern AU Emmrich, but I gave it a shot based on your art here! I hope you enjoy it!

The afternoon sun beat down on Florence with the heat of a lover's kiss—slow, burning, and impossible to ignore. Inside the small caffè tucked between an ancient bookstore and a gelateria, the clink of coffee cups and the soft whirr of the espresso machine kept time with the music flowing from the radio.

Kate wiped her hands on her apron, brow damp with the midday rush. She had just cleared five tables, taken an order from an elderly couple in German, and was now restocking the sugar packets when Bella sidled up to her, grinning like a cat who'd knocked over every dish on the counter and dared someone to scold her.

"So," Bella began, dragging the word out as she leaned against the wall, "when are you going to confess your undying love to Professor Voluttuoso?"

Kate didn't even turn around. "I'm going to assume you mean Professor Volkarin, and I'm also going to assume you've once again written an entire romance novel in your head out of a perfectly normal student-teacher interaction."

Bella gasped. "But it wasn't normal! You bumped into him—dropped your books like a scene from a romcom! And instead of being annoyed, he smiled." She cupped her cheek and sighed. "Like he found the meaning of life when your bodies collided."

"Your imagination is wild." Kate scoffed, rolling her eyes—but she felt her ears flush red. "There was nothing romantic about it. I was running late and he just happened to be in the way."

"And yet he apologised like he'd ruined the Sistine Chapel," Bella countered with a flourish. "Face it, cara mia. The man is too charming for his own good."

She grinned. "And you can't resist it."

Kate didn't indulge her with a response, pretending to scrub a nonexistent stain from the countertop.

But the memory crept in, uninvited.

Books tumbling. Her slip of profanity. His hand reaching down. Their fingers brushing over the same page of her textbook. The fleeting scent of bergamot clinging to his collar.

"Forgive me," he'd said, that smile of his gentling the moment. "It's entirely my fault. I really should watch where I'm going. Are you all right?"

And her, cheeks ablaze, barely managing a nod. "Y-yeah. Thanks. I—I mean—sorry."

Shaking herself free of it, she muttered, "He was just being polite."

Bella snorted, unconvinced, and flounced off to deliver a tray of aperitivos. "If you say so," she teased.

Kate dove into her work, grateful for the distraction: tables to wipe, receipts to check, pastries to plate. It was better than letting her mind drift to shimmering hazel eyes and a voice like velvet.

-----

By the time she took her break, the caffè had calmed. She stretched, took a bottle of water to the back, and returned fifteen minutes later to find Bella and two other coworkers pressed to the front window, giggling like teenagers.

"What are you guys doing?" Kate asked, suspicious.

"There's a man outside," one of them said, blushing furiously.

"Take a look," the other insisted.

"A man? How fascinating," Kate groaned. "But believe it or not, I've seen one before."

"Not like this, you haven't."

"I think he's English, and he's an absolute dreamboat. Came in, ordered nothing but a Campari, and gave Bella a twenty-euro tip!"

Bella twirled a strand of her dark hair, her face as crimson as the rest. "For no reason. I thought he made a mistake so I tried to give it back, but he said, 'Oh no, dear. That's for you.' Dear! He called me dear! Who says that in this day and age?"

"He also told off that stronzo who was snapping at Marcella about the menu," the youngest girl added. "Like, actually stepped in and told him to 'keep his tone down'."

"Is this how it feels to fall in love?"

Kate shook her head. "You're all ridiculous. No man is as good as you think he is. He probably owns a creepy yacht and a crypto scam."

"Even if he does," Bella said, eyes sparkling, "I'd still let him ruin my life."

Kate huffed, grabbed a tray, and pushed through the door with an exasperated, "I'll handle the outside tables. You stay here and... swoon, I guess."

But the moment she stepped onto the terrace, she froze.

Sitting at one of the wrought iron tables in a patch of sun sat him.

Emmrich Volkarin.

Gone was the tweed blazer, the buttoned-up collar, the sharp lines of academia. Today he wore a pale linen T-shirt, loose at the neck—just loose enough to expose the hollow of his throat and an indecent glimpse of his chest. His trousers were a light purple—lilac, perhaps—and cut high above the ankle. Bracelets she'd never seen before dangled from his wrists, glinting gold.

And he wore sandals, for heaven's sake.

Sandals.

Kate's brain stalled completely.

Then he looked up—and smiled.

"Kate?" he said, sounding genuinely pleased. "Hello. I didn't know you worked here. How delightful to see you."

She made a sound that could not reasonably be considered human, but prayed the clatter of cutlery and conversation had muffled it. She tried to speak again, failed, then finally croaked, "Professor Volkarin."

"Emmrich, please," he said warmly, sitting back in his chair. "We're not in the classroom, and we're all adults here."

She felt her heart slam against her ribs, shamelessly.

"Enjoying your drink?" she managed, after what felt like an hour.

He glanced down at his glass, where the red liquid swirled lazily over ice, then brought it to his mouth, lips wrapping around the straw with casual grace. As he took slow, tantalising sips, Kate's eyes flicked—helplessly—to his sweat-sheened throat. The muscles shifted subtly; each swallow drew through the delicate indentation at the base of his neck, the motion smooth and sensual.

It was obscene, somehow—how effortless he made it look. How intimate. Like every motion was meant for her viewing pleasure.

"It's delicious," he eventually said, meeting her gaze with an innocent chuckle, like someone simply stating a fact—blissfully unaware of the tension in the air.

"Good," she blurted, then spun on her heel and marched straight back inside.

Behind her, Emmrich blinked, confused.

Inside, Bella watched Kate's retreat and let out a triumphant cackle. "Professor Voluttuoso two, Kate zero."

[istharoth]

24/7, 365 [Haku Kusanagi]

Synopsis: Drinking the previous night of midterms is a bad idea, but is it really so bad when the guy you like is with you? Will the memories of last night stay or will they be forgotten? [As how Towa forgets exams are a thing.]

Part-timing at Rui's bar often meant seeing the ghouls. More often than not meant seeing the same familiar faces that were Haru and Romeo. On the days her luck was failing, she was met with Kurosagi Leo. 

Her and Lyca are planning a campaign for him to be banned from all public spaces, Rui's bar specifically. Subaru signed it, and so did the Frostheim Chaos Combo. 

But enough of that, she doesn't know why Rui trusted her enough to lead the bar on her own today. He had a mission to take care of while Lyca was studying for his midterm tomorrow. She's done most of her studies, though the revision she was doing on her phone during work couldn't hurt anyone. 

"Are you prepared, Fico-Senpai?" She tilts her head, watching him angrily write down something while chugging a drink she'd made not so long ago. Time for a refill, she supposes. "I am," he huffs, nodding in thanks, she's assuming, for the refill. She wouldn't have expected Romeo Lucci to be studying in a bar, he was really the last person she'd expect to see studying. 

Though it's likely he's doing so because Sinsostra's captain just happened to be a nut-case who sent them into probation every so often. While washing the glasses, the bell rings and she finds herself facing none other than Haku carrying a sleeping Rui. She's surprised Rui could even sleep with how much energy he had. 

"Good day at work," She nods in thanks, her eyes falling on the plastic bag in his hands. Before she could ask about it, he goes through the door leading to the dorm, probably to let Rui sleep on his bed. "I'm about done cleaning anyway," She mumbles, sanitizing the table and putting the towels in the wash in the corner room of the bar. 

 When she returned from the room, Haku was already there. "Ready to go?" He tilts his head, offering his hand. She won't lie, she's a bit dumbfounded. In all her days working, she'd not once seen Haku in Rui's bar. Taking his hand, she intertwines his fingers with hers. His hand is cold, but she likes how it feels on her skin. 

The walk from Obscuary to the Cathedral is quite a short walk, it's a bit disappointing she can't spend more time with Haku. "Planning on getting wasted after exams?" She asks, pointing at the plastic bag in his hand. He hums, smiling at her warmly. 

"That was the plan, don't think I can wait that long though," 

"Want to drink right now then? You can spend the night, I can wake you up in the morning," She rummages through her pockets to find the keys to the Cathedral. "Drink with me?" She drops the keys, blinking in surprise.

"You have a way of getting people speechless," She mumbles, looking at the ground, bending to pick up the keys, "Only you," She isn't sure what to make of that.

Here they were, sitting on the floorboards of the cathedral, empty canned beers around them. She promised herself she'd only drink one can, but it turned into three. 

Haku had a high tolerance, she wondered if it was because he was a ghoul. Maybe they find it easier to start something and not get addicted. Oh well, that's a conversation for another day. There's a comfortable silence after their previous conversation about the last mission they've been on. 

A murky feeling settles in her, she isn't sure why. Or what it is. She glances at him, a soft expression on his face as he stares at her. She doesn't like this. 

"I get it!!" She clenches his jacket, shaking him frantically forcing him to put the can of beer down. "You have a roster and several girlfriends," Where she's getting that from, he doesn't know but he has to admit, she was quite adorable when angry. 

"and I'm not first on the roster...heck I'm not even on the roster!!" She cries, letting go of his jacket to stand up though she ends up slipping, landing on his chest. 

"I'm not dating anyone and I don't have a roster," He wraps his hand around her waist, unwilling to let her go. "You're lying," She mumbles, digging her face into his neck. Her warm breath on his neck makes his skin shudder. 

"I'm not," He chuckles, his free hand patting her head softly. "You're too nice, so nice that I'm sure I'm deluding myself into thinking you like me." She slurs, his hand loosening around her waist staring at her curiously. 

She drags herself to a wall, resting her back against it, her eyes cloudy, face flushed as she stares back at him. "Please love me," She begs, her head in her hands, refusing to even glance at him. She hears footsteps, the creaking of the wooden floor makes her anxious. He's leaving. She's blown it. 

The floorboards creak once again and she hears his groan as he crouches down in front of her. Gently prying her hands off her face, he sees tears prickling at the corner of her eyes. "I do. Until death and after, I will love you." 

His hand intertwined with hers in the room devoid of bright lighting, his lips hovered over hers for a moment, "Can I?" He whispers,

"Please," His lips meet hers, it's bitter. Pulling her body close, his hand on her hip, his tongue slips between her lips, deepening the kiss before letting go. 

"Sorry, should I stop?" He whispers, his breath choppy. "You," She jabs her finger at his chest, glaring at him. 

"...Can I take this seriously?" He chuckles, a bit dumbfounded at her drunkness. "You can, but, let's get you to bed first," He plants a kiss on her forehead before carrying her in his arms, and walking to her bedroom. He's been here a couple of times, sometimes with the other ghouls, most times to work on the case files. 

He hopes she won't forget what happened this night. 

"You alright, senpai?" Sho chuckles at her massaging her temples, a frown on her face, "More or less. Drank a bit too much yesterday," she sighed, packing her bag after the ridiculously long study cramming with Sho. 

"On the job, tsk, tsk," He shakes his head in faux disappointment making her elbow him, "No, after work. Haku-San somehow got his hands on real liquor. I think he left after putting me to bed." He stops in his tracks, a teasing grin on his face. 

She already knows where this is going. During one of their sessions, where he cooked while she baked, they found out about either's crush on the Hotarubi ghouls. 

That was one long week where Sho was under the impression she liked Subaru, and she was under the impression he liked Haku. They avoided each other to the point Leo had to lock them in a room until they figured out things.

'So...Haku-San, huh,' He scowls at the mention of Hotarubi's vice-captain, 'Subaru-Senpai for you,' She stares at him in confusion until something clicks in both their brains. 

'I'm jealous of Kusanagi, don't like him,' Sure, she understands why he could potentially be jealous of Haku. He's always teasing Subaru, though Sho is always doing that too. 

'Oh my god, I'm stupid. You like Subaru-Senpai and not Haku-San?' She confirms and he nods, scratching his neck awkwardly, 'You're madly in love with Kusanagi and not Subaru-Senpai?'

'...You say it as if you don't look at Subaru-Senpai like he's your whole world. Closing your truck to deliver him forks? Simp behaviour, down bad behaviour.' She teases him, snickering while he glares at her lightheartedly. 

'Kusanagi-San probably has a roster and 5 girlfriends,' He points making her scratch her head in irritation, 'Do you think I'm first on the roster?' She receives a blank stare, giving her all the answers she needs. 

'Where's your self-respect?' 

'Lost it the minute I stared into his eyes,' At least it gets a laugh out of Sho. 

"Don't say anything," She growls, smacking his arm playfully. 

"You were quite literally dying until the day your study session with Subaru-Senpai came," He shrugs, fully embracing the texts he sent her during that day. He didn't need help, but he enjoyed Subaru's company. 

"Hopefully you get in the Top 10, you'll have an excuse to go on a date with him." If only she were as bold as Sho. Seriously, who goes to their tutor with a cheeky smile and says: 'If I get on the Top 10, go on a date with me.' Subaru agreed to it too! 

Seriously, if they both like one another, why they aren't dating is beyond her. 

"Not too late to ask Kusanagi-Senpai the same," she blinks in surprise before giving it a dismissive wave. It's okay, she doesn't remember what happened last night but she's pretty sure she confessed and he rejected her. She very briefly remembers her asking him to love her...that's embarrassing! She hopes she doesn't remember more than that moment. 

Taking her silence as a stop to the conversation, he changes the conversation to the exams. "I have Economics in an hour, then Mathematics right after," He cringes at the back-to-back midterms. 

"Seriously? I've got them laid out like a normal schedule. Three today, an hour-long break between each." She huffs at his more laid-back schedule.

"I've got two soon, then my third one at 7 to 9. Till 11, if he decides to do a last-minute lab." She yawns and upon the mention of the lab, he instantly takes it as Hyde's subject, Anomalous Biology. Hyde sure loved torturing his students, Sho still doesn't know how they're related. Hyde has to be adopted, or their parents made him in a lab. He'd rather it be the latter. 

As she walks with Sho to his examination room, she's stopped by someone calling for her. "It's your loverboy, see you later, senpai," He grins at her teasingly before jogging off to the examination room. Wishing him luck, she turns around to see Haku, a book in his hand. He likely also had an exam on this floor. 

"A friend?" He tilts his head making her nod in confirmation, "You've probably seen him around Hotarubi with Subaru-Senpai," He thinks for a while before snapping his fingers in recognition. 

"Ah! Haizono?" She hasn't heard someone say his last name in so long, it feels a bit weird. "Yup, him." She's a bit hesitant to ask if she did something yesterday. 

"By the way, do you remember anything from yesterday?" He beat it to her. She frowns at the blank memory in her head, "Did I do something I shouldn't have?" She thinks she sees a flutter of sadness on his face before the smile. He shakes his head, offering her a lollipop much to her confusion. 

"You said they bring you luck when buying concert tickets, maybe they'll work for exams too." She hates him. His stupid charming face, his laugh, his kindness. She hates how he works so hard only to dismiss it so casually. She hates how easy it is to love him.

She bites her lip as he turns around. It's now or never. Grabbing his wrist, he turns around, smiling at her warmly, tilting his head. "If I get a Top 10, no, Top 50 ranking on the exams, please go on a date with me!" She's using the same tactics as Sho, but in his words, it's not too late. 

She looks up at him only to find him hiding his face with his book. "You can't do this to me, Y/N," He relaxes his arm, falling to his side. She lets go of his wrist, apologizing for grabbing it which he chuckles at. 

"Don't worry too much," He ruffles her hair, retracing his hand realizing he messed her hair up. Fixing it to the best of his ability, he smiles at her, "So, when and where is our date?" She wonders if this conversation took place last night when she was drunk. She purses her lips, thinking of a place and time for their date. Off the top of her head, she thinks Mystery Diner but that's the last place she'd want to take Haku to. 

Before she could say anything, an announcement rings, 'All students taking the Anomalous Chemistry exam, please be seated in Class 167 B in the next five minutes.' 

"Oh, that's mine," Haku offhandedly says, looking at the intercom. "Good luck, you'll do great," She smiles at him making him hum. 

"Can I get a kiss from my good luck charm?" Spluttering, unable to make heads or tails of what to say or what to focus on. Should she focus on him asking her to kiss him or calling her a good luck charm?! Pulling his hand towards her lips, she plants a kiss on his wrist. He blinks in surprise before chuckling at the action. 

"I'll kiss you on the third date and when I'm first on the roster!!" She exclaims, running away from him. He positions his wrist near his lips, smiling softly. 

Now, who's going to tell her they've already kissed and she's the only one on the roster? 

Her math exam went horribly, though she's lying. It went well for the most part until her head started aching and the memories from last night came rushing in. 'This is so embarrassing, why did I tell him I kiss on the third date when I've already kissed him!?' Groaning into her book, she makes her way to the library to meet with Yuri and Jiro to study for their biology exam. 

If she remembers correctly, Luca and Kaito were currently taking their language exam, she hopes it goes well for them. Meeting Yuri sitting in the ending pathway of the library, she waves at him to which he nods in acknowledgement. 

"Okay, but you know," She points her pen at Yuri while he is reading over her notes as he didn't bring his, "Medical question, my heart races every time I come across this one person," He looks at the textbook beside her notebook, sighing at her. 

"Isn't it anxiety? Nicolas-Sensei diagnosed you with you not long ago," Jiro sits beside Yuri, a bottle of water in hand as he swipes away her notes from the table. At least her note-taking is beneficial to the second-year ghouls...

"He did?" Yuri asks making the two nod in confirmation.

"Anything else apart from your heart racing?" She hums in thought at the question. Well, there are a few. She's sure it's just her liking him but if it's something else, she won't be so mad. 

"I feel butterflies in my stomach, my body gets warm" Her serious response makes Yuri choke on his spit, "and, I think my face flares up whenever I speak to him. I want to hold hands with him," Yuri slams his hands on the table, a flustered expression on his face. 

"You worm!" Heard that one before, "Who is that person?" Jiro tilts his head, not particularly interested but he is curious why Yuri was so embarrassed. 

"Kusanagi Haku," She only receives a blank expression from the two. Yuri lets out a deep sigh, his face still embarrassed for reasons she doesn't know. Maybe he's just shy about talking about crushes? 

"You're a lost cause, Y/N." He shakes his head like a disappointed father making her chuckle. Putting her hand on her cheek, silently studying around one another, occasionally asking questions Yuri is glad to answer. But of course, asking Yuri things means you'll get called an insult before you get the answer. 

Twirling her pen, her eyes shift to the corner of the library, a figure looking through the shelves of books. She drops her pen making the two ghouls follow her line of sight. Upon seeing none other than Kusanagi Haku, the Hotarubi vice-captain, they look at her, her hands on her face. Yuri sighs, done with her pining over Kusanagi. 

"Would you like to call him over?" Jiro's question leaves her shaking her head frantically, "If you don't want him here, then study!" She pouts, glancing at Haku one final time, him already looking at her with a smile before he moves to the front of the library to check out the book. 

'...Yeah, I'm screwed.' An announcement rings calling for the Anomalous Biology students taking the test. "Gotta go, good luck on your Physics test," She waves them goodbye, packing her stuff before rushing out of the library, a book in hand as she crams the last few topics in her head. 

"Y/N!" She stops, turning to see Haku running towards her, "Hey, Haku-San, what's up?" She has to go but it's okay, the exam can wait, Haku is more important. He smiles mischievously as he lifts her chin with his hand. 

"I love you, good luck on your exam." He leaves a swift kiss on her lips, ruffling her hair and leaving her a blushing mess before he jogs the other way. 'There's no way I can focus on the exam now??' Putting her hand over her gaping mouth, she groans as the intercom announces about the exam again. 

She's going to get him back after the exam and, of course, tell Sho everything that happened. The universe is unfair, she's born to call Haku her husband but is forced to call him a friend.  

Walking with Luca and Kaito to the bulletin board where their results were posted, they hide behind Luca, unwilling to look at their scores. Sho texted her not so long ago, telling her he was third and Subaru-Senpai said okay to the date when he asked again. He seriously works so fast it's insane. 

"I have to get the Top 50," She hugs Luca from behind, Kaito hugging her, forming a train of sorts. "You think Kamurai-Senpai would see us like this and call us disappointments of Frostheim?" Kaito pouts, their conversation soon stopping when they come face to face with the bulletin board. 

"I spoke to Towa and he said he was first even though he didn't study...life is unfair," Kaito cries upon seeing Towa ranked first on the bulletin. 

"...I can't do this Y/N-Chan!!" Kaito cries harder, shaking the Honour student's shoulders frantically. "I can't either Kaito!! I need to get in the Top 50 or else I'll die!" She's exaggerating, they both know she is but at the same time, they're curious why she suddenly wanted to get in the Top 50s amongst three hundred or more second-year students. 

"Oh! I'm ranked 25," Luca grins at them dashingly and the two fall to the ground. Looking at one another with determined gazes, they start from the bottom of the list. 

"Kaito, you're ranked 127," Luca informs, pointing at the mid-150s. Kaito follows his gaze, his mouth gaping in surprise, "Luca!!! It's because you helped me study! Lucaaaaa" He drags on, hugging Luca with tears in his eyes. 

"You worked hard, nice job!" She ruffles his hair before the three look for her name on the board. Finding her name, she gulps before looking at the rank. "It's the bare minimum 48 but let's go!! I passed!" She's going to ask him out this time!

While she walks with the Frostheim Chaos Combo, turning a corner, she collides with someone. "Oh, sorry, I didn't see where I was going," She apologised, bowing slightly but the person simply chuckled, telling her it was okay. 

"Oh Haku-San!" She smiles at him, introducing him to Luca and Kaito. "Kusanagi Haku, Hotarubi's Vice Captain. This is Kaito Fuji and Lucas Errant," Luca shakes Haku's hand, already treating him like a friend but Kaito is pretty on the fence about it. Not to say he doesn't like Haku but the Hotarubi vice-captain is just, off? 

"So? Top 50?" He cocks his neck, his hands in his pockets. "So this is why Y/N-Chan was dying moments ago," Kaito ushers to Luca, saluting Y/N and running away with his other half. 

"Bare minimum really, 48." She scratches her neck awkwardly and he hums, pushing a stray hair out her face and behind her ear. "You did well, balancing missions, studies and part-timing at Rui-San's bar isn't easy." Oh. That's. Why did he always know what to say? 

"Thank you, that means a lot,"

"I'll pick you up tomorrow." He gives her an R&R permit, she's slightly wondering how fast he got it approved, unless he'd already planned to go on a date? 

"Haku-San, I remember what happened that day I got drunk. Can I take this seriously?" She needs the reassurance, she needs to know she isn't making a mistake. 

"You can," He'll give her all the reassurance she needs. "You can take this seriously and can have all of me," He leaves a chaste kiss on her lips, once again, leaving her a flustered mess. 

"...I hate you," She mumbles, holding onto his sleeve, "I love you too,"

[asiandra-dash]

Hi i saw u wanna rewrite akikasa hcs PLEASE WRITE ME SOME I BEG /nf /lh

HJKJSKDKHS AKIKASA anyways I was referring to a short story I wrote a while ago but THIS!!! IS (I think) MY FIRST AKIKASA RELATED ASK!!!! I MUST WRITE!!!!!! All I have to do is figure out which thoughts are based on canon and which ones are AUs-

I took 18 days to finally post this because I kept getting ideas and had to force myself to stop because this is way too long 888 words man this ain't fanfiction also if this is illegible I'm sorry none of my headcanon posts will ever be organized no beta or read more we die like my grades after my orchestra field trip

Starting with basic shit Akito is SO so in denial about his feelings and when he's finally fed up with it he chucks it down to infatuation (It is not)

And Tsukasa is an oblivious idiot to everything even though he has a stupid crush on this ginger he just refuses to say anything because he still thinks Akito despises his guts

My guy every little bit of physical contact you make with carrot head makes him look like color hex #ff0000 RGB 255, 0, 0 how do you not notice this

Tsukasa fell first, and they both fell harder >:)

You know Tsukasa'a 1* card where Akito saved the poor man from a spider or something that's when it happened Tsukasa didn't know at first cause like haha who the hell falls in love with someone over something so small I barely even know the guy

If Akito confessed first, after a long moment of awkward silence and Akito wishing the floor would eat him alive, Tsukasa is suddenly hugging him and crying (That's a yes btw)

If Tsukasa confessed first, it would take a bit (probably a few days or weeks) but eventually Akito with the support of everyone finally accepts his feelings for Tsukasa (He didn't tell anyone about the confession btw it was probably Akiyama or one of Tsukasa's friends that told everyone also the threat of Rui was probably another reason he couldn't deny lmao)

Every date, and I mean EVERY SINGLE DATE, Tsukasa will always bring or buy some cheesecakes or pancakes for Akito

And if he doesn't the next time he brings lunch for Akito he'll bring him more cheesecake than he usually does to make up for it

When Tsukasa found out Akito's favorite flowers were sunflowers, he sometimes brings one for him too :D

Tsukasa probably got a pair of sunflower clip-on earrings too (Or whatever they're called)

Tsukasa loves to tackle hug Akito and it never fails to make the ginger laugh <3

Tsukasa borrows Akito's jackets a lot (At least twice a week).

Akito complains about it but let's be honest he loves it when he gets it back and all he smells on it is Tsukasa's scent

Tsukasa loves giving gifts to Akito even if there's no special occasion, usually some type of jewelry like earrings and the next day Akito's most likely wearing it

Obviously, they invite each other to their shows, and sometimes their other bandmates too

During WxS shows Akito's supportive and is internally loud but during VBS concerts Tsukasa is HOLLERING Akito's name and singing along if he knows the lyrics it's embarrassing but if you look closely enough you can tell it hypes up Akito a little more and he tries even harder (An has taken note of this and teases him nonstop about it)

Neither of them are a huge fan of PDA but if you stare long enough you'll probably miss a sneaky little kiss when you blink

That or if Tsukasa's in a really good mood he'll practically cling to Akito (Which is like 50% of the time tbh)

That one post I made on my side blog is real and so is the first tag

Yes Ena and Saki are supportive but holy shit Akito wants to fucking strangle Ena whenever she brings it up (This applies to An too)

Tsukasa helps Akito be more open with his feelings and Akito helps Tsukasa deal with negativity better

Around people, Akito still treats Tsukasa how he would (if Tsukasa isn't being clingy) but once they're alone Akito acts like he's touch starved and refuses to leave Tsukasa alone

Akito sometimes helps Tsukasa with practicing for his shows. He's obviously not as good but he's trying and Tsukasa appreciates his efforts

Tell Akito to say wonderhoy and he'll look at you like you're fucking insane but have Tsukasa tell him and he'll say it as unenthusiastically as he can manage

And then Tsukasa will look at him all :((( and Akito does it with more energy and "jesus fucking christ the things I do to make Tsukasa happy" (It's just a wonderhoy idk why you're so pissed /hj)

I do not understand Japanese and I am not caught up on that one event story with furry Akito so correct me if I'm wrong (about the italicized part) but before Akito gets over his fear of dogs Tsukasa always made sure they would steer clear of them and if one suddenly appeared this blond pink theatre kid is going to protect his pathetic fucking boyfriend with his life

Rui: Is that a hickey? | Tsukasa: No! It’s just a mosquito bite. | Akito, walking into the room: Hey, guys. | Rui: Hi, mosquito.

Whenever one of them stays up really late when staying over. the other tries to convince them to go to bed and cuddle/snuggle with them and it works.

Tsukasa practically begs meanwhile, if possible, Akito hugs Tsukasa from behind and basically just collapses onto him half asleep mumbling into his ear (Can you tell I'm tired it's 1 AM and I got 3 hours of sleep yesterday I'm running off of a power nap rn)

Obviously, Tsukasa can't do anything with Akito like that so he basically carries Akito to the room of whoever they're staying at

Akikasa supremacy WHO'S WITH ME AKIKASA!!!!!!! (I'm dying on a hill please)

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[themarsmaiden]

Accolade

Yuri x Gn!Reader

alternate universe

Summary: [Name] and Yuri have known each other since they were kids. Always competing, and now they prepare for their final year in high school. For their colleges of choice, the science fair, and in love.

Case Study 3: Apology

October: A month passed by procrastinating

It’s been about 3 weeks since Yuri’s birthday, and [Name] hasn’t heard anything from him at all. No emails about the project, no rude comments passed in class, nothing.

Of course, they saw him everyday, yet it was as though he didn’t see them.

This should be a dream come true, as if Isami Yuri just ceased to exist, and yet, it wasn’t. They were extremely, extremely, off put by this.

“How many times do I have to tell you to stop staring?” Asked Rui, waving around a fry he had been eating.

It was lunch time, and [Name] had been watching Yuri from a distance. “‘Somebody’s gonna get the wrong idea’ I know! But I can’t help it.” They sink into the plush couch seat they had been fortunate enough to get. “It’s been far too quiet for the past 3 weeks, I kind of almost feel bad.”

As Rui was about to speak, a pair of two walked over. “What seems to be the matter, [Name]?” The voice would usually make them jump and adjust themself, but they found the couch moping far too important to make themself presentable for Luca. “They’re finally going through a breakup arc with their little boyfriend.” Rui jokes.

Luca takes this seriously and chooses to take a seat next to [Name], “I’m sorry to hear, I didn’t know you were in a relationship.” This comment does motivates them to sit up. “I don’t have a boyfriend! I never had except for a little bit in eighth grade. Rui’s just joking.”

“Oh, then who are you talking about?” Luca turns his attention back to Rui. His blond haired friend Kaito does the same, taking a seat next to the man being questioned. “Yuri. They’ve been obsessed with each other since the first grade spelling bee and now he’s not even looking at them.”

[Name] scoffs, “You make it sound like I’m in love with him, I hate Isami Yuri.” They cross their arms, “Then it’s a good thing you two haven’t spoken, right? I mean I would love it if Romeo just left me alone.” Kaito comments.

“It should be, but…” They trail off, trying to find the right words to describe their feelings. “But?” Luca asks. “But I feel like I genuinely did something hurtful, and I feel bad for it.” They cry, burying their face in their hands. They groan and take their hands off their face, “Why is this so difficult! Usually I just call him an evil creation of tartarus or hell or something else ghoulish but!”

All three guys stay quiet to let [Name] rant, all of their eyes glued to the student. “But I saw his house, and his lack of friends, and how he quivered underneath my gaze. It’s… humanizing. Don’t get me wrong I still think no man like that can be one hundred percent human, but it’s humanizing.”

Luca laughs lightly, “Perhaps it’s because he is human. There are many I don’t like, but they all have their reasons because we are human.” He smiles at them which makes them feel better, and they feel their cheeks warm up just the slightest. “Yeah, you’re right Luca.”

Rui stares deadpanned at [Name], “I’ve been saying this haven’t I? Haku’s been saying this too, what’s different when he says it my love?” He fakes being hurt, which [Name] responds to silently with a knowing glare. “You should apologize.” Luca says smiling, “That will make you feel better.”

[Name] stares at him confused, “I did already. When it happened.” He shakes his head, “No, genuinely.” They ignore how he just assumed that it wasn’t genuine, and agreed like the suck up they were for him. “I should, thank you Luca.” He nods, “Of course.”

There’s a short amount of silence before Kaito speaks up, “Can we go now, I hate being the third wheel especially with someone as pretty as [Name].” He complains to Luca. The boy being questioned turns to his friend and nods, “Sure, let’s go Kaito.”

No comment was made on the ‘third wheel’ thing Kaito said as they left, which left [Name] blushing just the slightest. Their joy was only momentary, as Rui’s unpleased look snaps them out of it.

“What?” They ask him. “Nothing.” Silence befell upon them for a moment, despite saying nothing Rui continues, “It’s just a little disappointing to see you folding so fast. If I had known all it takes to get you to do something was for it to have come out of Luca’s mouth I would’ve started asking him to tell you these things.”

He sighs dramatically, placing his head in the palm of his hand, “How do you plan on apologizing anyways?”

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It’s been another week and they still have no viable answer for Rui’s question. How did they plan on apologizing?

Of course they could always flake on Luca, but they knew they couldn’t. That would basically be telling him that they couldn’t own up to their own mistakes! And they had to make sure he knew that they could do that, that they could be nice to their enemies. (Even enemies like Yuri.)

Yet that was so challenging. The happenings of Yuri’s birthday were hard to even relive, how could they own up to it?

They realized this was something even an elementary schooler could do.

They set the thought aside, this wasn’t important right now. There was plenty of time to apologize to Yuri, what there wasn’t time for was the science fair.

It was two months away, less technically, as the projects were due December first.

They hadn’t begun work on it yet and this thought was weighing on them more than the thought of apologizing to Yuri.

This was a lie. They had been thinking about Yuri more, which is why they haven’t even started on the project.

Typically they would’ve already started but their thoughts weighed so heavily for the past month that nothing else permeated except for maybe Luca a few times.

And recently, what they have dubbed “Case Study: Apology” has been locked in their brain as well. They turned over in their bed, forcing themselves out of it.

They would start on the science fair right now. No more Yuri, no more apologies, just work and study.

They opened up their notebook and read what they had written:

Stem Cell Research

A different organ?

Frankenstein irl?

X-Ray machine <<<

Their eyes met the last option, an x-ray machine. Sure it had been done before but, with enough work they could make an improved version that could greatly impact the medical fields.

If successful they also planned on making this machine accessible to the masses so people don’t have to go into debt for using one at the doctors.

It was a grand idea but they knew it could be done.

They had ordered everything they needed in August, before Yuri’s party, and it has all been sitting untouched since.

They picked themself up and walked to their makeshift lab, it was actually their garage but neither their mothers nor Haku particularly minded.

And thus they began work on this year's science fair project.

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It’s been a month. It’s been over a month actually. It’s been over a month since Yuri’s birthday, and [Name] still hasn’t apologized. It was Halloween, the one day a year they allowed off for education.

The plan for today was to go trick or treating with Edward, Rui, and Lyca. Everyone agreed out loud that they were going for Lyca, but silently they all knew that they all wanted to get candy and show off their costumes.

They all stood outside of the boys' shared house. Lyca was dressed as a werewolf, Rui was a slightly slutty grim reaper and Edward was a vampire.

“Vere arthe ve going.” Edward spoke, but his poor attempt to do a fake vampire accent coupled with the plastic fake teeth he wore gave him a massive lisp. “Edward, take those out.” Rui shook his head in motherly disappointment. He spit them out much to his dismay.

“Now say that again.” Rui crossed his arms, still looking disappointed in his friend. “Where are we going?” He asked, smiling.

“I was thinking just around the neighborhood by the school for a bit. Somewhere where the neighbors won’t see, but not too far so we can get you home fast if we need.”

Edward nods attentively, giving his signature smile, “Then let’s head off!”

They headed off by car. (There’s only so much you can do with a chronically ill eighteen year old and a seventeen year old who gets skittish under the light of the full moon.)

They arrived in a semi familiar neighborhood, lined with modern houses and one gothic house plotted straight in the middle.

“Rui, why did we drive to this neighborhood?” [Name] looked out the window towards the large black and gray house.

“Because my dear, my love, my sugar you need to grow up and apologize already.” He looked over at them, his hands resting on the steering wheel. His words caused them to sink into the car seat. “Now get out of the car and trick or treat!” He shoos them off, the other 3 getting out of the car. “And [Name], apologize to Yuri! I’m going to go find parking somewhere.” Rui said through the window before driving off.

“Ugh I can’t do this!!!” Complained [Name]. Lyca smiled at them, “Yes you can [Name]! I believe in you!!” The boy encouraged them. To which Edward nods, “Yes. Why, how about you go do it now? Get it done like ripping off a band aid, and then enjoy sweet and tantalizing candy! Why? We could even feed it to each other like birds do.”

“You know what, I think I will do it. But only because you said something weird and I don’t want to be associated with you anymore.” [Name] looked at him with joking disgust and walked off towards Yuri’s house. They could hear Edwards' laughter in the distance.

They ring the doorbell at Yuri’s door once they arrive. After a few moments of painful, anxious, waiting Yuri opens the door. His eyes visibly widened in surprise, his expression showed how caught off guard he was. “Elizabeth? I mean-” He awkwardly coughs into his hand, “[Name].”

Yuri’s initial words called attention to their costume, which, in their opinion, was a very accurate depiction of Elizabeth Lavenza from Frankenstein. His costume coincidentally matched, he was Victor Frankenstein, though [Name] was too shocked by the fact that he actually dressed up to think about the fact that they were matching.

“Why are you here?” He asked, his surprise still apparent. “To apologize to you.” Their words caused his eyebrows to furrow, “There’s nothing to apologize for. You were right.”

“What?” They met his eyes, which burned with some sort of anger and pain. “”You were right, I am all those things, but it doesn’t hurt me all that very much. If that is what it takes to be a genius, then I will be a monster.” He goes to close his door but [Name] stops him by grabbing the doorknob and overpowering him.

“No, No No! I was wrong. I mean well, you do have your flaws but you’re a person too.” They fight for control of the door. “You’re not supposed to agree with yourself when apologizing.” Yuri argues. “I’m trying ok! What I said was mean, and it really has been weighing on me! I started my science fair project late because of it!” The struggle for the door suddenly stops and [name} goes flying straight through his front door.

“You started late because you felt bad?” Yuri was clearly blind to the fact that they now stood a few inches from each other inside his house, as he made no effort to push them out.. “Yes, I really mean it! So accept my apology and let’s just get back to working on the stupid project Dante gave us. We’re already a month behind.”

“Well I suppose I could. If you really did start late then that would infer that you truly mean it when you felt bad, and I quite enjoy that.”

[Name] wasn’t going to look further into what exactly he meant by that, choosing to take this victory. They were about to leave when Yuri called out to them. “Your costume reminds me, you left your copy of Mary Shelly’s frankenstein here.”

They shake their head, “No it’s yours.” Yuri looks at them confused, “I do not have a copy of Frankenstien, I already returned it to the library months ago.”

“No no no, it was for you. For your birthday?”

Yuri seemingly short circuits at their words, but quickly attempts to cover it up. “I see, you can go now.”

They nod, “thank you Yuri, for accepting my apology.” They pause as they leave, “But don’t get this mixed up as defeat! I still hate you!”

From outside his door they could hear a faint ‘as do I you.’ from Yuri. Once out of his sight they let go a sigh of relief that they were unaware they had been holding in.

It seems Case Study: Apology, was the first case to actually get closed. They celebrated this fact with Edward, Rui and Lyca later as they all indulged in candy and spooky movies.

Tons of things were to come, mostly the science fair, but it wasn’t the time to worry about that, it was the time to relax and celebrate.

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A/N: :3 Yuri’s bday!! Chapters may be slower now bcs we have a permanent sub for a month who actually is trying to teach lol srry :’)

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[hollow-coven]

@\fairytale-tragedy :

⚖️shigeo miyata.

⚔️vampires are not real. i don't particularly care what that man poses unless it is a threat.

🦇VAMPIRES ARE SOOOOO COOL! That poor guy... he like, goes through a lot.

@\fairytale-mystery :

⚖️shuichi momoka.

⚔️there's a warrior in that man.

🦇I like him!

@\fairytale-fantasy :

⚖️kairi kanomoto.

⚔️i care more about the creatures circling about her head.

🦇ooh, poor gal... i'd give her a pat on the back if i could. if only i could somehow let her know everything will be alright...!

@\fairytale-symphony :

⚖️kyo kanomoto.

⚔️he'd be insane to believe he's still worthy of love with all that blood on his hands. filthy.

🦇woah, dude, i think he's being coerced by rats to kill guys who had it coming! the problem is that he totally doesn't believe he's worthy of love. And that's sad!

@/fairytale-harmony :

⚖️the first sound of the future.

⚔️what are they getting at?

🦇HELPING ama. seriously, you guys need to lighten up!

@\fairytale-memory :

⚖️loud.

⚔️too useless.

🦇eh...

@\fairytale-fatality :

⚖️quiet.

⚔️needlessly cruel.

🦇uh...

@\sorrowful-dying-wish :

⚖️ayaka obara.

⚔️she poses no threat. i do not care about her.

🦇are we SURE?

@\sinful-dying-wish :

⚖️makoto ono...

⚔️my thoughts on him are none of your concern.

🦇don't worry, that probably just means lubus wants to fuck him. i dunno, that guy seems like kind of a jerk.

@\soulful-dying-wish :

⚖️aoi momoka.

⚔️she mustn't stray too close.

🦇i don't think she'll be doing any straying to ama....

@\sickly-dying-wish :

⚖️mei koharu.

⚔️insignificant.

🦇you guys are kinda jerks... i'm sure they're significant to people they actually know!

@\windswept-aria :

⚖️a nameless man by several names. the wanderer.

⚔️no god will bow down to him, and i am no exception.

🦇SOOOO dramatic!

@\imperatrix--umbrosa :

⚖️the raiden shogun.

⚔️divinity differs greatly between realms.

🦇WHO ?

@\language-of-eternity :

⚖️alhaitham.

⚔️.

🦇step alpha wolf wizard dad... Alhaitham?!

@\flaming-requiem:

⚖️yasmin.

⚔️i've found keeping an eye on her is worthless. plenty of people do that already.

🦇STOP STALKING PEOPLE!!!

@\asahineez :

⚖️mafuyu asahina.

⚔️i have no interest in the lost.

🦇lost WHERE? he just means he won't beat up a mentally ill teenager.

@\enaneez :

⚖️ena shinonome.

⚔️i have no interest in the lost.

🦇lost WHERE? he just means he won't beat up a mentally ill teenager.

@\mizukeez :

⚖️mizuki akiyama.

⚔️i have no interest in the lost.

🦇lost WHERE? he just means he won't beat up a mentally ill teenager.

@\yoisakeez :

⚖️kanade yoisaki

⚔️i have no interest in the lost.

🦇lost WHERE? he just means he won't beat up a mentally ill teenager.

@\snowy-lily :

⚖️ryoko ono.

⚔️i have no interest in the lost.

🦇lost WHERE? he just means he won't beat up a mentally ill teenager.

@\ardent-lily :

⚖️yakedo moeru.

⚔️it's pathetic, what has happened. he used to be great.

🦇like, earlier in his life or in his previous one...?

@\viridescent-lily :

⚖️viridian fae.

⚔️the gods haven't been kind to him or his sister. that's a shame, but they were ideal sacrifices.

🦇"ideal sacrifices"...? WHAT are you ON about?

@\luminescent-lily :

⚖️kazuko hotaru.

⚔️i have no interest in the lost.

🦇man!

@\exploding-meerkats-official :

⚖️...

⚔️...

🦇that's crazy that yahn AND lubus are speechless.

@\rat--mafia :

⚖️...

⚔️...

🦇HE IS BEING COERCED BY RATS!!!

@\neverending-snake :

⚖️eri funai.

⚔️home to a forest full of butterflies.

🦇she's awesome! i have a teacher crush on her~

@\neverending-sakura :

⚖️miho yokoyama.

⚔️home to a forest full of cherry blossoms.

🦇who????????

@\neverending-snowstorm :

⚖️akira teruhashi.

⚔️home to a forest full of snow and swords.

🦇and SWORDS?!

@\neverending-slaughter :

⚖️sayori ikehara.

⚔️home to a forest full of blood.

🦇eek, scary!!!

@\ruieez:

⚖️rui kamishiro.

⚔️the era of gods.

🦇I like when his experiments go BOOM!

@\shiraisheez:

⚖️an shiraishi.

⚔️her voice is powerful.

🦇I like her!

@\momojan-real:

⚖️minori hanasato. haruka kiritani. airi momoi. shizuku hinomori. rei muramoto.

⚔️hope is a scarce commodity.

🦇is HOPE a commodity? Anyways, I think they're great.

@\nan-mais-tu-vas-ou:

⚖️minori hanasato. haruka kiritani. airi momoi. shizuku hinomori. rei muramoto.

⚔️hope is a scarce commodity.

🦇is HOPE a commodity? Anyways, I think they're great.

@\caramel-pain:

⚖️hoshi muramoto.

⚔️to drown might be a kind fate for her...

🦇NO! DROWNING BLOWS!

@\hollow-poet:

⚖️momoe kusumoto.

⚔️art is meant to comfort the disturb and disturb the comforted.

🦇hot. very hot!

@\hollow-siren:

⚖️eiko iwata.

⚔️to drown might be a kind fate for her...

🦇We've discussed this already!!!

@\hollow-cupid:

⚖️ame gasai

⚔️i wish a smooth ascendence upon her.

🦇she's great but lubus wanting to fuck her all the time is kind of ANNOYING.

[tex-now]

SHIZURUIKASA AU LIGHTING ROUND LETS GO

Local married couple falls for hermit inventor who never leaves his house, more at 8

Shizuku and tsukasa are both relatively well-known nobles who are renowned for ther kindness and generosity. They're also respected for their very visible love for each other, always holding hands or giving words of affection.

Rui is also a noble, though his bloodline is shrouded in mystery. The only thing most people know about the kamishiros is that that their son has recently left in order to pursue something other than nobility, though even the details of that are a mystery.

It just so happens that rui ended up moving into a house near shizuku and tsukasa, who are eager to welcome their neighbor- oh wow he's really pretty. They both fall head over heels immediately, tsukasa flustered and tripping over his words and shizuku just being dazzled by him. Rui also seems to be an incredibly nice and talented person, which just makes them fall even harder.

They walk out of Rui's house after a wonderful little visit, look at each other and are like "yeah we have to marry him"

Rui thinks the other two are a bit overly enthusiastic, but genuinely kind, so he doesn't mind their presence all that much.

Anyway I am so very intrigued but this au so im gonna cut it short because spoilers but shizukasa pine hopelessly after rui for months and finally get enough courage to ask him to be courted by them. Rui says yes and they get married happily ever after the end.

Hehe... triplefes!!! Tsukasa a Mostly normal guy attracts two deities. Shizuku, the Goddess of Light, and Rui, the God of Shadow. Also they hate each other and are actively fighting for Tsukasa's attention. Lol. And they fall in love with each other along the way. Lol.

Anyway even tho they are both very obviously smitten with tsukasa, he doesn't realize because he's an idiot but ALSO because shizurui have so much history and tension that it makes mhim think that they must be married or whatever it is for gods.

It's a weird ass relationship ok where they're all pining after one another and can't confess for a number of reasons. They're so stupid in this au

Come on. Come on. You knew it was coming. So I know Jack shit about the folklore behind this stuff so I'll keep all of this super surface level but Shizuku can see supernatural entities and uses that ability to help them out a little. She runs an inn that is welcome to the supernatural, and gives them a safe space where they can be themselves.

Rui and Tsukasa were two of her first clients. Maybe they had been running away from something, maybe they had just been tired im not sure, but shizuku had been there for them on their time of need, and they've felt indebted to her ever since. They help run the inn together, and they're suuper domestic and sweet with each other before they even start dating.

Can. Can you tell im out of my depth here.

Whatever I love them

[tommiieimagiines]

Umumum, did you see the kissing hcs you did for akito and tsukasa? I would like a rui one if that's okay :3

It feels weird to request something like this

𖦹 hii! don’t feel awkward about it, i’ve been waiting for something cute like this for a while! let’s stop torturing rui for a while, and let him kiss reader!! (o^^o) sorry for hiatus, i have a bunch going on rn but i have a ton of writing qued up now! i’m just using a short one first to tease u guys! lololllll! do u guys like the new bullet points btw? i just think they're the cutest thing! also, i was thinkin of opening up some sort of commission to help with my banners! i can write you a however long fic if you just give me some pointers… or make some for me… i can credit you under every time i use them as well! LOLOLZ

♪ no warnings! (see before one shot for those warnings tho! (＞人＜;))

Rui Kamishiro Kissing Hc’s + more!?

☆ For starters, he was TOTALLY freaking out before your first kiss

☆ He just wants to impress you! Is that so wrong?

☆ DEFINITELY the kind of person who accidentally keeps his eyes open… Scary…

☆ He had never kissed anyone, or even dated! He didn’t want you to think he was weird if he messed up!

☆ Held your cheek so nicely too

☆ He’s always so gentle with you… :(

☆ Was a total wall for a while, he was always really tense…

☆ He did of course lighten up after a while, but not without a fight

☆ After he realized you weren’t out to get him, he turned into a FIEND

☆ “Sweetheart, I've been doing so good, y’know? I think I deserve something…”

☆ “I really missed you today…”

☆ Kisses with him always have a bit of reluctance to them, though

☆ His signature move is the tried-and-true shifty eyes, darting his gaze from yours, down to your lips, and back up again. He just wants to make sure you look into it!

☆ After that, it's brow-furrowing, the passion exploding

☆ Spontaneous kisses are VERY possible with him, throwing himself over to you when something particularly works in his favor

☆ He enjoys kisses that come from hugging the best. Feeling you close AND getting your lips on his? Sign him up!

☆ He’s also one to tease you when you kiss

☆ When you guys are comfortable, you really should watch out!

☆ He likes to pull you back when you least expect it, and WHAM!

☆ Doesn’t just love your lips either! He’s OBSESSED with kissing the top of your head!

☆ Again with the teasing, he likes to play Romeo and kiss your hands too

☆ He likes to be kissed on the cheek a lot, especially if you wear makeup and leave a kiss mark!

☆ Parades it around like a trophy

☆ The most offended you’d ever see him is if you wipe his kiss off. NEVER wipe his kiss off. He’d never kiss you again in fear he’s an awful kisser

☆ His kisses never really get spitty. If you want constant teeth clattering or biting, he’s not the one for you…

☆ Only time anything hasty happens is when he’s really upset

☆ He loves you - a ton - so please be nice with him too..

ayyyyy!! who’s proud of lil ol’ me?? here’s a mini mini oneshot! not long at all, but i thought the idea was cute! now that i think abt it, this was more just my musing… has a kissy kiss tho, so yay! it’s REALLY OOC sry… i’m rly not all that proud of this work, but it’s embarrassing how long it’s been since i’ve posted so i decided whatever take wut i give ya!!

TW: small issues with eating (rui has autism and trouble with textures (mild ARFID), you help him by trying to make nutritious food he won’t want to spew. . lmao… his problem has NOTHING to do with body image/weight, he’s just very particular..)

Rui wants to kiss you, you want to kiss Rui, and its causing you trouble.

It's been 4 years since you've been friends, 2 days since you've been dating, and you've been staring at each other for… how long are these stupid periods? Whatever, the short story is; the teacher made a million-dollar mistake (letting you two partner up for a group project), and everybody in your class is suffering because of it.

It's a classic story, you talk like everything’s normal, brush hands, look away, sputter something out, stare at each other, and freeze when you realize the other is staring right back. People - yourselves included - have seen you two be so natural together, so the simple fact of you two being so awkward is… unsettling. Little did they know, you both are going through some of the worst identity crises known to the angst-riddled teenage mind.

Rui is scared. To expand, Rui is scared of how much he wants to kiss you. To expand further, Rui is scared of how much he wants to kiss you, because you look so nervous around each other all the time since the thing, and he knows that asking you would be awkward enough to want to dig himself a grave out of embarrassment.

He wishes you would just wear the pants and ask, as horrible as that sounds. Why should he be the man and make the first move? He’s hardly manly, he wears striped sweaters…

He finds that way of thinking farcical, he knows it’s dumb to wait for you to ask, but he can’t help it. You asked him out (kinda, it was a genuinely… unique experience), and you should be the one to initiate a first kiss. Rui had never kissed anyone before! Can’t you take one for the team? He’s sure you’ve kissed people, how could you have not?

You were thinking the same thing, of course.

I mean, you already had to make him sit through your painfully long-winded and uncoordinated confession, the least he could do is this! He's definitely kissed someone, you decide, you haven't! It isn't fair to expect you to know what to do!

To everyone else, said simply, you both look schizophrenic.

The way you two decide how to split up the work, the way you two talk to each other as if you're perfect strangers, is confusing for both of you.

“O-Oh, uh- I can- y'know- I can do the writing, I don't mind-”

Your hands graze the others while reaching for the cheap school laptop.

“Sorry!-” You both squeak in unison, pulling away as if you had burned each other. Damnit! This is so annoying! You have to speak up.

“Rui we’re- c'mon, you're still my best friend, so why’re we acting like this?-” You try to laugh, covering your face in frustration. “Be normal, we do this all the time.”

Fortunately, he loves you more than his embarrassment, so your words quickly calm him down.

You both are just so dramatic!

Later, the lunch bell saves you from the hell-sent assignment, and you meet at your usual spot for lunch. You pull two lunch boxes out of your bag, and he grows anxious.

He squints at the sun, his hand cupping his face. “It’s been warm out, even for me. Do you think so?”

Really, Rui? You want to say, small talk? Is this to get out of the real food you want to feed him? Yeah, right.

“You’ll be pretty warm when I strangle you.” You remark, handing him his. “Heard you get sweaty when you fight for air, so you better not piss me off.” You point for emphasis, forcing down your smile. He has to keep from smiling too.

“Well, now i’m feeling nauseous,” he looks away, chuckling. “I think I’ll call someone..”

“Yeah, right. Like you’d find someone else to cut you cutely-shaped vegetables.” You nudge him with your shoulder, pointing again to his lunchbox as if to say eat. Eat now, or die later.

“Maybe a toddler's mom,” He pokes his veg to the side, “or a professional lunchbox maker. Something stupid like that.”

“I bought you soda candy if you’re a good boy and finish all your vegetables.”

“Aye aye, cap’n!” He fake saluts, looking at his lunch with a new-found determination.

“You're too easy, I should be a dog trainer.” You sit, watching him inspect the offending food. He knows you're watching him, and you know he knows you're watching him. You do it because it gives him a reason to actually try, letting him know that if he doesn't eat, you won't.

“You really went with a challenge today...” He squints.

“Why’d you think I bought soda candy?”

“Ah.”

A beat, you glare at him.

“Are you just going to look at it?” You prod, he ponders.

“What's my conversion rate?”

“Two bites to one candy.”

“That seems greedy.”

“Candy-flation. Its a real issue nowadays.”

Another beat, you have to pick up the silence again.

“So whats the plan?”

“You can eat, y'know. I'd rather you not starve to death.”

“Feelings mutual, Rui.”

“Touché.”

He picks one thing up, bringing it to his lips, and you do the same. You smile cockily, knowing he gave in.

“It's good, I promise. I only cooked ‘em for a little bit, so they shouldn't be too mushy.” You speak up, a piece of chicken in your cheek. “I even put meat in it, since you complained last time that it was too “vegetable-y”.”

He nods, chewing slowly with apprehension filling his body. As he continues to chew, however, his reluctance melts away slightly. He always doubts you for nothing! Why doesn’t he trust you? This isn’t bad at all.

“Good, huh? Proud of you,” you encourage. “Rui 2, broccoli 0. Hold out your hand.” You instruct, placing a candy on his palm. “Give me some feedback. Is the sauce a Rui yay or nay?”

“Makes broccoli better, so I like it.” He nods, confirming himself. You fist pump, thrilled he enjoyed it. He sighs at the taste of the sweet gummy, “I like this better though, if you could believe it.”

“Rui liking candy? I don't!” You feign surprise, holding a hand to your chest. He pushes you away playfully.

“Whatever,” he pauses, swallowing. “Do I uh- Do I have to finish?”

“If you wanna live, then yeah.” You joke, holding up an unconvincing first. He laughs.

You two forget about your shared desire, if only for a little bit.

It ends when he walks you home.

You guys were completely normal the whole school day! You both don't know where the sudden apprehension is even coming from, and it’s just…

awkward.

Rui clears his throat, pulling on his coat with an unneeded sense of urgency. You don't know why he felt the need to get your attention, you've been sneaking glances at him for the last 15 minutes.

“So, uh-” he starts, looking away. You know he's about to try for small talk, and it's welcome. “Tsukasa got sick, can you believe it?”

Ah, you were wondering why he didn't have anything to do today.

“I feel bad for his parents, I’d hate to have to nurse ‘kasa back to health,” you snicker, and he joins in reluctantly.

“Me too.”

Another round of silence overtakes the two of you, it’s suffocating.

“So I-“

“Would you-“

You both start, then stop just as quickly. The stifling atmosphere of your shared embarrassment leaves you both speechless.

“Sorry.”

“Sorry.”

You two don’t try to start again, not until you two reach your house.

“So…” you start. Everything feels so surreal. If you would've told yourself three days ago you'd be in a relationship with your best friend, you’d have never believed yourself.

“So.” He agrees, nodding. He's feeling as messed up as you are, he hopes you know that… “I can get started on that project tomorrow-”

“C'mon, Rui!-” you exclaim, grabbing his hands. You're sick of the tension - the apprehension - you just wanted to know where he was with it. Did he not want to be in a relationship with you? “I- Can you just tell me if you wanted to stay friends? This is so awkward!”

“It's not that, truly.” He defends, squeezing your hands. He can't believe you'd think that. Can you not see how endeared you are to him? A wave of relief washes over you, though. At least that suspicion wasn't confirmed. “I just- well…” He starts, getting flustered, “I get nervous…” His voice goes quieter, and he pulls you closer.

You swallow hard, your faces closer than before. The urge comes back- the feeling of desire to not only call him your boyfriend (something that already leaves a fuzzy feeling in your stomach), but to do romantic things with him. To touch him, hold him, breathe him in- even simply kiss him. Those things are why you decided to even tell him in the first place, why you were so discontent with your previous friendship.

Rui felt the same way too. He found his heart utterly devoted to the idea of you, and not much else. He saw in himself a restless animal, listening to every word you said like it was poetry.

All of this is to say that you two were at an impasse.

“Rui,” you beg, staring into his eyes, “let's be weird! I want to do things for the first time with you! I want to-”

A hand on your cheek breaks you from your monologue; your heart tightens.

Rui looks down at you, his expression something you can’t completely describe. He stares at you back, then he goes down to your lips, then back at you.

His voice is a whisper when he breaks the silence.

“Is this okay?”

You freeze. Is what okay? Why is he looking at you like that? Your knees turn into jelly as you realize.

Oh, he wants to kiss you.

You nod feverishly, leaning in.

Your collective thoughts quiet when your lips connect, and for once you’re not worried about trivial things like tension. It’s wonderful - still very reluctant, both being terrified of disappointing the other - but still heartskippingly amazing.

His eyebrows furrow as he deepens the kiss, moving off of pure instinct. He’s glad his first kiss is with you - he wouldn’t have it any other way. There’s no teeth, no fire, just small bursts of heat. You two have never been the kind to be rough with each other, after all, and it’s shown in the way you take care of one another.

His knees lock at the feeling of total gentleness from you, basking in the way you feel. It’s a calm reminder to both of you that; yes, you love each other, and no, you’re not just friends anymore.

like all good things, though, it came to an end eventually, as you two unfortunately had to breathe. (That isn’t to mention the fact that the blistering heat - combined with the strenuous activity, and embarrassment of doing this while standing on your very seeable porch - was leading you both to an embarrassing amount of perspiration.)

He looks down at your connected hands then back up at you, his face giddy and lopsided. “I should go home before it gets too dark, huh?”

You laugh too, heart pounding at the feeling of puppy love. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

It’s not a question, it’s a promise. A promise that you WILL be at school and WILL speak to him like normal.

“‘Course,” he confirms.

He walks home just a little quicker that night, anxious to tell Nene all about it.

(the ironic thing, is that as soon as you closed your front door, you texted her too.)

[ssruis]

any shizukasa thoughts .. /p or /r it doesn't make a difference 2 me I just think they're fun

I need to read more more mmj stories im fond of them & I think shizuku is so funny… so while I am armed to the teeth with unimportant wxs facts I know less about shizuku 😔 that being said:

I like their friendship a lot I think it’s sweet that their relationship is mostly because their little sisters are friends but they still care about each other (& each other’s little siblings. Even if shiho thinks tsukasa is super fucking annoying)(Gesturing at shizuku in the Valentine’s Day alliance event going “idk what I would do if something happened to saki 😨” when tsukasa was freaking out after finding out saki lied).

Also incredibly funny that shizuku 1) has a wealth of embarrassing tsukasa facts from his childhood she can bring up and they actually work to embarrass him because she’s doing it with earnest admiration 2) actually finds tsukasa to be pretty cool instead of (reasonably) thinking he’s a weirdo.

I think they should bond over sewing. Shizuku/mizuki/tsukasa (+ maybe ena rui saki or airi?) fashion and sewing themed event when. if there’s another character who sews put them in there.

I also love that shizuku is like canonically drop dead model gorgeous & she’s friends with tsukasa who is ugly could not give less of a fuck about that*. I think some of the npc guys tsukasa is friends with see him out with shizuku on one of the rare occasions they’re both free and hanging out and are like “wow tenma how’d you manage that” & he’s just like “? What are you talking about? We’re friends why is that impressive. Wait where’d she go oh fuck”

*I also think that’s kind of a relief for shizuku in that Tsukasa is someone who will see and validate/admire her hard work instead of assuming she gets far in life by just by being pretty. He doesn’t see a gorgeous girl and nothing else when he looks at her, he just sees his friend shizuku.

I desperately want to see them both together at a Leo/need concert I think they would both be screaming cheering losing their minds nonstop completely head to toe decked out in merch. & saki’s just like heehee stop oniichan you’re so embarrassing (very pleased) and shiho is dying on the inside. I think at least half of their conversations center around saki&shiho because they can just brag about their little siblings back and forth constantly.

[sammylbir]

Day 2: Monsters (Miu Iruma x Rui Kisigirai)

(Note: The following fic takes place in an au of the Danganronpa Plasmaverse)

Miu sat by the ship and glanced through the window, noticing the calm waves dance to the wind and the moonlight.

To think that the noise of those waves would calm her was...surprising.

After all, she had been stuck on a ship for weeks, to participate in that stupid game a second time.

To survive.....to live on....

To...see all of her friends dying...Adeku.....

............

Miu clenched her teeth and then noticed her nails turning pink and sharpening, gaining length as well. The inventor had begun to accept herself, as a clone of Miu Iruma.

A clone that happened to be her own being.

A clone that happened to survive.

A clone that had the ability to control its own pink blood....

.........

She cut her arm lightly and noticed the blood leaking out, forming a tendril. The sight was a lot less horrifying than she anticipated honestly.

When she first figured out the truth behind Himiko, Ryoma and herself it horrified her......

To learn that your entire existence was a complete lie....

....and yet, she forged her own path.

Miu glanced at the reflection in the open window. Unlike the original Miu, she was quite the beefcake to say the least. After escaping from Idabashi's factory, she began to train like crazy. To never be weak again.

And it gave her this bod...a built that would probably make Kairo jealous...if he was still alive that is.

... he'd... be happy for her. Right?

"Hmm....playing with your tentacles again, handsome?"

Miu perked up and turned around, facing a certain tall girl with bright short orange hair, a purple hoodie, black shorts and a massive katana attached to her back. The inventor smiled.

Rui Kisigirai. A fellow killing game survivor, Ultimate Lucky Student and Serial Killer/Knight Templar known as Sparkling Justice 2.0.

To think that she'd date a brutal vigilante like her....it was certainly strange. Then again life was fucking strange.

Miu rolled her eyes.

"Fuck off, bitch. I'm not that perverted."

"Suure...", Rui noted and grinned. "And you totally weren't loud on the toilet last night."

"He...hey! Taking a shit has health benefits!", Miu protected flustered, while the redhead giggled.

"Hehe...you big blonde hunk...", she replied cheekily, before her smile relaxed. "But seriously. You are still struggling with coming to terms with yourself, right?"

"What the hell do ya mean? I, Miu Iruma, have totally accepted myself for who and what i am.", the inventor answered annoyed, trying to put up a confident grin.

Keyword being "Tried"

But she couldn't put up the charade. Not in front of her.

"Miu.", Rui stated, as she crossed her arms and tilted her head. "Stop being such an open mess. You can't lie for the life of you, hottie."

"Fuck off...", Miu admitted defeated and turned away flustered, staring at the sea and watching the waves dancing. Rui let out a sigh and approached her slowly, before she was right behind her.

"Self doubts again?"

"Kinda.", Miu admitted and then shook her head. "I mean... it's hard to cope with the fact that ya are a fucking Monster, ya know?"

"A monster?"

"Hell yeah.", the blonde replied and watched her blood tendril moving, the texture reminding her of some sort of melted cream. "I mean... I'm a clone that can fucking control blood...that ain't really normal you know."

"Not really.", Rui answered with a shrug. "Unless ya count periods. Thats when my blood drops."

"Yeah, very funny.", Miu mumbled and rolled her eyes. Rui giggled and then embraced her from behind.

"Come on, Mew Mew. You aren't a monster. Just because you are different doesn't mean you're a monster. Right?"

"I mean... I guess but.... I don't fucking know..."

With a sigh she glanced down and Rui began to massage her shoulders.

"Listen, you aren't a monster. You never raped, killed or hurt innocent people. Unlike the bastards I killed, like that one Towa guy. And they can't control blood like you do, handsome."

"I know... I fucking know...", Miu admitted and glanced away, her cheeks reddening.

"See? So what if you're no longer human? You're still you. Miu Iruma. Strong, smart and...."

"Fucking dominant?", Miu asked her with a growing grin, as Rui shrugged.

"Well yes. But I actually meant dorky and a bottom."

She giggled and Miu crossed her arms annoyed.

"Fuck off, flat-chested slut...", the inventor muttered, as Rui chuckled and kissed her shoulder.

"But seriously, don't doubt yourself. You are you, okay? And that doesn't make ya a monster. Okay beefdumpster?"

Miu felt her cheeks reddening, as her blood tendril shook slightly. With a sigh, she closed her eyes and her blood returned to its wound, closing itself like nothing ever happened.

"Hmm...thanks, Rui. You really know, how to make this bitch happy.", she replied with reddened cheek, before delivering a kiss on Rui's cheek. The redhead blushes with a grin and then put her head on her chest.

"Hmm...new lipstick?", she asked with a mumble.

"Thought ya'd like it.", Miu replied with a smirk. "I know ya can't resist me."

"I agree. I can't, with such a hottie.", Rui said and pressed a lip on her strong stomach. Miu blushed and felt herself growing weaker yet again.

"Tch...abs kisser..."

"Tip enjoyer.", Rui replied with a grin and hummed into her stomach. "Love ya."

"Love ya roo....Red tip.", Miu mumbled shyly, before suddenly regaining confidence and pulling her lover to a kiss.

One that Rui would accept no matter what.

The End

[lanora-star]

!YANDERE! Nezuko × !FEMALE SLAYER! Reader

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"Y/n-Chan!~" Zenitsu said started chasing said girl.

"Zenitsu leave Y/n alone please?" Tanjiro said to him.

"Mhm! Hmph! Mm!" Nezuko mumble but no one could hear her because of the bamboo muzzle it was clear that she was mad at Zenitsu.

"Oh come on, Zenitsu didn't mean it." Y/n announced to everybody in the small room that was in the wisteria estate for demon slayers.

Nezuko then turned around and ran towards the other girl hugging her waist.

"Moshi, Moshi, Nezuko." Y/n said as she hugs Nezuko back.

"Y/n and Monjiro and Monichi!" Inosuke yelled at them.

"Inosuke you said my name right!" Y/n said happily because he said her name right.

That day the five of them we're leaving to go on their next mission into a forest that was supposedly haunted. But before saying goodbye to the nice lady.

"So this is the forest? Right?" Y/n said to the others as she heard a muffle coming from the box on her back Tanjiro had trusted her with the box with his sister in it.

Nezuko was happy that she was close to Y/n.

"I'M NOT GOING IN THAT CREEPY FOREST!!!!" Zenitsu cried out terrified of the woods.

"Oi shut up Monichi!" Inosuke yelled at him.

"THAT NOT MY NAME YOU DUMB PIG!" Zenitsu yelled back to him.

"Guys please don't fight, right now." Tanjiro said trying to defuse the argument that was happening. Nezuko grumble upset about the argument.

As they all walked in and Zenitsu stay behind but ended up running towards them.

"YOU GUYS CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" Zenitsu yelled at them.

"Zenitsu if you want to come you can!" Y/n yelled back.

Nezuko and Y/n are separated from the rest of the group and walking alone in the woods.

"Mhm Nezuko are you okay in there?" Y/n asked the other girl "Hmm!" Nezuko hummed inside the wooden box "good." Y/n sigh and relief that Nezuko was okay.

Y/n then spotted two demons one boy and one girl both wearing white kimonos with spider webs like design on it and had white hair and white skin with red markings they had teal eyelashes with teal painted nails.

"A SLAYER! Rui we need to leave NOW!" The girl said to the boy next to her as Rui gave her a annoyed face and said "I think you should leave." Rui then looked at Y/n."N-no I'm your older sister!" The sister said to Rui and he in response in using his webs to cut her face.

"Now. Leave." Rui said as she left.

Nezuko had gotten out of the box that was on the ground near a tree as Y/n grabbed her katana. Pulling it out of the sheff, getting into a fighting stance.

Rui had sent a slash of webs in direction but before it hit Y/n.

Nezuko ran in front of Y/n and and protect her from the webs as she got hit with the webs.

"NEZUKO!!!" Y/n called out.

Y/n grab Nezuko as she fell into her arms.

"D-don't worry, Nezuko." Y/n said in a shaky voice as she holds Nezuko arms together so they won't come out and would heal.

"Are two siblings?" Rui asked out of nowhere.

"No, we not." Y/n said confused of why he asked that.

"You saved a demon, who isn't even related to you." Rui stated as he continued to speak.

"I wanted it. Your Bond with her." Rui said webs came out of his fingertips and wrapped around Y/n and pulled her to him.

He then strung up Nezuko.

As the webs around her tight up and she started bleeding, a screaming could be heard from Nezuko.

"Nezuko!" Y/n said as she looked up, she then got pulled down by Rui. "Don't say her name, say my name." Rui stated in an annoyed voice. Then out of a sudden pink fire surrounded Rui and burned him. As he let go of Y/n as she fell on the ground backing into a tree.

Nezuko get out of the webs and went towards Rui and her form grow as she bites through her muzzle Vines wrapping around her body and a horn coming out of the side her head.

"Don't you dare touch her!" Nezuko yelled as she preceded to kill Rui.

Nezuko then turned towards Y/n and saw that she was bleeding and started walking towards her.

Nezuko then kneeled down next to Y/n and lift up her by the chin licked up the blood streaming down from Y/n's forehead.

Nezuko picked up Y/n. Before Y/n black out. "Don't worry, I won't to eat humans as long as you let me drink your blood~ Darling.~" Nezuko said and then Y/n passed out.

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[thebottomfromhell]

Reading the reunion of the upper moons with their partners was sweet and kind of sad... I loved it. Do you think you could write a similar one for the kids (Daki, Kaigaku and Ume) from your father figure post? Since you wrote to both a demon and a human parent, I would say do a version of each, but it's up to you. I'll love to read it anyway. Uah, writing about it also made me think of Rui's ending t-t

Technically Gyutaro is also Daki's, since I'm too deep into the co-parenting her with him HC. I will make one for human reader, demon reader is the x Gyutaro one, it would only need to replace the Y/N with "Otou-chan". Also demon parent is far more aware of demon's nature than humam parent. Sorry it took me a while.

Demon Kids meeting their father figure Reader in the underworld. Post of father figure here.

Warnings: A bit of ansgt (ok, a hella lot, the human parent of Daki got me crying), Mentioned reader's death (explain in Kaigaku's demon parent), Mentioned child character's death,

Demon Reader:

Zohakuten:

{You didn't say anything to Hantengu when you saw him and he doesn't notice you are there. What were you supposed to say? It's not him the one you had such a bond with, but the strongest clone. Clones, not their own individual, so none of them should have an existence besides Hantengu's Blood Demon Art. But he was not just a clone for you, he was your son. The main body shrieks and cries, trying to hug the ground or whatever this is, not wanting to move on the same way you don't. The black smoke starts to cover him as you only think about your child, then you notice said smoke is actually covering him instead of passing as air. When you can hear Hantengu anymore you go where he was and manage to grab his arm to pull him up, only to find him instead.}

You didn't want to go to hell, so you stayed here. It's boring, numb, at times stressful to the point of pain, but you are stubborn. But you would never want this for the child in front of you. "Are you ok, kiddo?" He lunges into you to hug you tight, angry face as always as you also hold him in your arms. "Those ruin villians... how dare they touch something so small. I hate them... I really hate slayers, humans are the worst." You can only chuckle, he is slightly affected by dying, but besides that he is the same as always. You pat his back, this boy has always been troblesome. "Papa... why are you here?" You lie a bit.

"I was staying around just in case you might appear." Ok, maybe that was a big lie, but still. Zohakuten looks at you as if you were stupid before scolding you "What do you mean by that?! I am the strongest form of the Uppermoon Four! You had no reason to believe I would ever arrive here you stupid old man! The villians ganged up on the main body, that's all! Damn! I should have protected the little guy better." Yup, his death barely affected him. Just fuming and resenting slayers as always. "Sorry, sorry. And don't worry, I'm sure you did all you could."

You want to stay like this forever, the same as always. You are not sure that by the time you cross the voy will just be... gone. Like all those times the clones defused and joined together into Hantengu. You don't want this existence, one into the nothing, for Zohakuten... but hell shouldn't be any better. You hide the best you can your inner conflict and ruffle the kid's head. "Tell me about it, kiddo. Let's stay here for a while, as long as you want. Ok, Zohakuten?" It's the best you can do as he starts to complain. You shall do your best.

Kaigaku:

Fucking Kokushibou, taking your child to that battle. All the other Uppermoons would have been there, he didn't need to cut you in enough pieces for sunrise to arrive before you finish to heal to the point that you can move again. You have stayed here fuming for who knows how long, also worrying. Kaigaku was afraid, so he went with Kokushibou after you reassured him it would be fine. Damn it! You are worried of what will happens once the kid realizes you are "Oyaji?" dead.... Fucking Kokushibou!

"Kaigaku? What are you doing here? Why are you here?!" Ok, now you are fuming, damn brat should be alive! Why is he dead?! Bet this is Kokushibou's fault "I swear I will wait for that mother-... how are you feeling?" Right, the boy just died, the last thing he needs is... this. What he needs is you, his oyaji. He explains the whole situation, and you just knew he should not have gone to the Infinity Castle, Kaigaku must be feeling like shit. He throws himself at you and you know that he does. "I'm sorry... for leaving you." He murmurs, face burried in your chest, so you pat his head. "Don't be silly, anyone would have done what you did if having to choose to defy Kokushibou. There may be exceptions, but nobody should blame you for trying to survive with the tools you have."

Ok, he started crying. He definetely feels like shit, and you can bately do more than try to comfort him. But then what? You know you can't keep him here forever, nobody is meant to just stay here. But you are demons, you are meant to go to hell if you die, but aren't even meant to die in the frist place. You are not like humans, who die at the slightlest things as a broken neck or a hit in the head, your only natural predator is the sun. This boy was promised to live at the least a very, very, long life. More than other humans could... and he didn't. Right now he is just a dead demon, a dead kid.

"Tell me when you are ready to keep going." Is the only thing you say as you pat the back of his head softly, "your oyaji is going to stay here with you until you are, kiddo. Just take it all out." This... only makes him cry harder, and you really don't know what to do. You can see flames at the distance and you can only hug the boy tight as you know that is the only way to go. This time someone will protect him, this time you will. "Stay by my side, son." You really hope Kokushibou dies with shame for forcing this into your kid.

Human Reader:

Zohakuten:

You are waiting... but for what? Perphabs for the boy? He was gone for those long periods of time when you died, and... you wish you could speak to him again. At least to say goodbye properly. (You didn't think it wouldn't make sense for him to appear, that as a demon, as Uppermoon Four's clone, he would never come around. You have hope, faith into something you don't really finished to understand.) "Papa?" You expected to hear that word again, but not that voice. You were hoping it would be... older (again, a proof of your willing ignorance).

You turn around to see the boy, still a boy, from the past. That little gremblin you took home and came back the same way he left, as if he was a stray cat. "Zohakuten... what-" you can't even finish as he wraps his arms around you tightly, he probably found you death some while ago, so you pet the back of his head as you hug him back. "Hey, calm down kiddo. I am here now." He just hold you tigher as he burries his face in you, refusing to say anything or let go. "Hey, it's ok." Is it? You are dead. Your kid is dead. And... there is something scary behind you, the path Zohakuten should take... hell.

You don't want him to go that way, but you know there is not much you should be able to do. No matter how you can only register him as your kid, he is a demon. You should know by now what that means, and you do, but... Zohakuten takes a deep breath before pulling apart and making eye contact as he frowns. "You were dead. I came back and you were dead... I don't.... I don't regret finding you again. I should not have lost, but I don't regret it. I am already in terms with my destiny." He seems ok with it, and that scares you even more as you turn around to see the flames the child would have to cross alone. "Then I will go with you." You decide, making the boy frown even more by the time you see him. "I am a demon, I can manage. You are a weak and old human, do you think you stand a chance? I appreciate you waiting for me, but this is only our chance to say goodbye." This brat... "Now that was just rude. Don't you trust your papa?" You laugh it off, but you can see that... he is hesitating.

He actually looks afraid as you offer your hand and smile wanting to reasure him, instead of taking it he just grabs his wrist and hold it against his chest. "I'm here for you." [But Zohakuten is afraid he will dissapear the second he steps on hell, carrying you there for no reason...] "Can.... can we stay here a little longer... talk? How have you been?" Yeah, you can do that. For as long as he needs. "Where should I start with?"

Daki + Gyutaro:

"Otou-chan! What is this place?! It's awful! Where is onii-chan?!" You turn around to the voice of the girl, and... you knew Daki was young, still a girl, but this? She can't be older than fourteen. She looks so similar, and yet so different. The thought that this was an courtesan for long enough to be an Oiran.... "Otou-chan, wake up! We need to find onii-chan!" She scolds you before taking your hand and pull you into searching Gyutaro, "ONII-CHAN!" you can feel the light that has presentes to you from day one following you, warming the space, tempting you to cross. You have no idea why you didn't before, but now... "Gyutaro, where are you?!" Thankfully, it doesn't take you that long to find him."Onii-chan!" She runs strait to him, pulling you while doing so, to start complaining again.

Gyutaro only looks at her, and by that you can't help but wonder if he is as disgusted as you with... everything. A child being a prostitute, a child being dead, a child being forced into a monster, a child going to hell, a child... you don't evenknow what else to think. Gyutaro looks at you, eyes sad but strong before turning away and walk. "The exit is there?" Says the hopeful girl, but her brother stops again and tells her to... to not follow him? He screams her protests away and you by reflex shield her with your arms. Gyutaro gives a bitter look before going away as Daki begins crying and apologizing for... not fighting better? What even happened? "You and I are not siblings anymore, you are nothing to me. Go with you dad towards the light, I will go the other way."

You realize what is happening, what Gyutaro wants, and you take the girl before she can lunge to him. "I will take care of her." He stays still for a while as Daki tries to fight your grip. She is just a girl, she can go to heaven, and doesn't have to be alone as she does. You can take care of her, this is for her best. "ONII-CHAN! DON'T YOU REMEMBER YOUR PROMISE?! YOU PROMISED WE WOULD ALWAYS BE TOGETHER! REMEMBER YOUR PROMISE!" That is what you tell yourself, it's a tough choice, but one you and her big brother took. Gyutaro gasps as in pain before he turns around, exhausted eyes, bulging more than usual and shining with tears in the right one and bloodied red on the left one, he looks at you and then to her as the red liquid fall through the red cheek. "I love you Ume, live a good life this time, ne... Goodbye."

He turns around and leaves as you hold her. "NO! I WON'T FORGIVE YOU! I WON'T FORGIVE YOU! OTOU-CHAN, LET ME GO!" You don't, you don't until the light reaches both of you... Ume... "Plum"... that will be a pretty name for her. "ONII-CHAN! ONII-CHAN, DON'T YOU DARE LEAVING ME! ONII-CHAN!!" And then there is only light with the sobs and cries of a child, a little girl, calling her big brother.

Kaigaku:

Ok, Kaigaku did expect you to die before him, obviously, he was basically a new-born demon and you an old man (not really, but he always made it clear that he was young and staying that way while you were not.) He just... didn't expect you to die so soon, both your death and the final battle came too soon. Kaigaku's death came too soon. "Is.... this can't be hell... surely this can't be hell...." Is the first thing you have heard anyone say in a while, and the voice is so scared and young the same way it's way too familiar for your liking. Because you heard it again too soon.

You could have gone to heaven, you only stayed here because... you don't know. Maybe it was that youdr stubborn mind haven't fully realized that because of Kaigaku's nature, he should have never arrived here. Maybe your human mind still thought "wait for your son, he will be here sooner than expected" and the fact that it was right hurts. It hurts to see a child so afraid and lonely like this, and your human brain denies that if Kaigaku died, no matter how many time passed, he would die as a child. You can only wrap tightly your arms around him and ask "What happened?" (Not a "Are you ok?" because something like this would never be ok.)

He explains what happened, the final battle, how he found the Zenitsu boy again, how they fought, how Kaigaku lost... "... against him of all slayers! Not even a Hashira but pathetic Zenitsu alone, who only knows one move, decapitated me!" He tells you angry, frustrated, with tears forming in his eyes. "Damn it! After everything-! He-! I-!" Kaigaku interrupts himself, not knowing what to say, so you just hug him. "I'm sorry, kiddo." There is nothing more you can say as he begins to cry in your shoulder, rubbing circles in his back as you hold him tight. "It's not fair! I always did what I had to! I had to! Why did I have to die?! I died as nothing more than an orphan and a demon, replacement of Uppermoon Six!"

You let him cry, watching hell. You really have no reason to believe you should go there, you never had, until now. "You didn't die an orphan." You tell him as you stand and offer your hand. "Let's go together from now on, son." And he takes your hand as you lead the way to the darkness, to the flames. You stay close, not knowing what will happen. "Don't worry Kaigaku. I will stay with you."

[over-rad-squad]

MORE JUMP! MORE MORE JUMP !

Where it all starts! (Chapter 0)

(Minori Hanasato x Haruka Kiritani)

—☘️—

The names Minori Hanasato... I'm a second year at Miyamasuzaka Girls Academy.

And my mom and I run a bakery since our apartment is on the second floor

And basically....I Love to meet an idol someday...

Hah...A Ordinary High School Girl

Who wants to meet an idol?

Nonsense What's the Worse that could happen—

—🎶—

"Minori Dear!, Time to get up you don't want to be late for school do you?"

Minori Got up from her bed with an exhausted groan as she looked at her time reading 6:20AM as she got off the bed

It's always something on a Daily Routine for Minori

Brush her teeth Get dressed,brush her hair...and get herself ready....

It's boring right for a school girl like her

Minori went downstairs to greet her mother

"Morning mom..."

"Morning dear the bakery will be busy today while you're away!"

"Are you going to be alright with the orders all by yourself mom?"

"Of course Dear I mean you helped me a lot!"

"Heh alright I'll come back and help you after school see ya mom!"

Minori left the house to go to Miyamasuzaka

—☘️—

I immediately Changed into my indoor shoes as I looked at my classmates

"Have you heard of the new girl she's an idol!"

An...idol?,is this a dream come true?!

OH MY GOSH IS IT REALLY REAL?!

"Yeah I heard she came from the bloodline of a demon"

A...demon but demons don't exist...?

But that's when we all heard the door open...

Revealing a short haired girl with bright blue hair

"This is Classroom 2-D?"

All of the girls including me all went silent and nodded but a girl spoke

"Are you Haruka Kiritani From MORE MORE JUMP?"

"Hehe I guess you could say that!"

All of the girls went around Haruka While I...stood there putting my bookbag down on my desk

As I sat down and looked away from the crowd of girls surrounding Haruka...

—🐧—

I noticed a Orange brown haired girl as I smiled politely to the girls

"Excuse me Everyone I need personal space!"

Those girls seem to know me since More More Jump's first Debut on public as I noticed that my desk is infront of her's as I placed my bookbag down and looked at the girl with a beautiful smile

"Hi there I'm—"

I was immediately cut off by her words

"Haruka Kiritani a Former idol of ASRUN and a member of the idol group MORE MORE JUMP?!"

I was surprised that she knew my old group as I smiled

"...yeah how did you know?"

"Well I watched your performances before MORE MORE JUMP debuted!"

"...you're a clever girl y'know maybe you want to hang out at lunch"

The girl started to blush and panicked

"W-WHAT ME HANGING OUT WITH AN IDOL?!"

I chuckled at her

"I forgot about names what's your name?"

"M-M-Minori Hanasato!"

Hanasato?...I heard that her mom's a baker and runs a business at her place...

"So are you...?"

"Am I what?...."

I shook it off and smiled at her

"Nevermind Minori!"

—☘️—

It was lunch time and I noticed Haruka on the rooftop

"Haruka!"

"Ah Minori you're here!"

"H-Haha!,Yeah Minori Hanasato in the flash!"

I immediately stayed quiet as me and Haruka enjoyed our lunch until I looked at Haruka

"Hey Haruka tell me About this Idol group you are in!"

I was always curious about her idol group but what if I asked her at the wrong timing AUGHHH I'M SUCH A MESS!!

"Well There's Rui and Akito who are both in Kamiyama but we always meet up after school what about your group I heard it's called Pegasus Exploration Team"

I immediately thought that I have a musical group as I look down

"I-I guess you and I have the same thing both of our members are from Kamiyama hehe!"

"But....what do you guys do after school"

I looked shocked as I shook my head

"We help my mom with the bakery then we'll go to Phoenix Wonderland to give out my mom's pastries to everyone!"

"So you work at a bakery?"

"Uh huh!,pretty neat huh?"

"...."

I looked at Haruka in confusion

"I know I might cross the line but...are you a demon?"

——🐧——

I immediately looked at Minori

"How did you—?!"

"The school knew about the rumors"

I looked down and got up

"H-Haruka I'm sorry I messed up didn't I?!"

I smile at Minori

"Just kidding I'm not a demon I fooled you!~♪"

"Hmph!,not fair!,it's the first time you pull a prank like that!"

We both laughed and spent our rest of our time at school together...

——☘️——

It was after school

Finally!

Free from homework at least I don't have after school work today—

"Minori!"

I turned around and saw Haruka

"Haruka what is it?"

"Is it okay if I could have your number and your friends as well?"

She wants my phone number along side Tsukasa and Toya!?

This feels like a dream come true!!

"Sure here I'll let you borrow my phone for a bit!"

I watched Haruka get our phone number exchanged

"Thank you Haruka I hope we can hang out together more often!"

Haruka Nodded as she walked away since she saw her group Members Akito and Rui and I decided to head to Kamiyama High School to wait for Toya and Tsukasa since Toya's in library Duty

Meeting Haruka was the best day ever...I wonder if I could tell Shiho And Kohane about it?...