#but if Reki rather stay in then Langa is down and if Reki wants to keep wearing the skirt than Langa is also 100% supportive

[duckymcdoorknob]

Could I have an emergency request please? I feel like I still have to be nice about it.

Not only is a triple blow, but I’ve relapsed, another time with my eating disorder and had suicidal thoughts from family. It’s just getting so bad and loud again I’m so sorry.

Could I have Reki kyan comforting his s/o with this kind of problem?

Hell yes you can.

I’m pushing this up so far because Reki is such a comfort character and I FEEL EXACTLY AS YOU DO RN.

I’m so damn proud of you for reaching out to me. Please let me know if you need anything at all.

I love you, anon.

CW BELOW THE CUT: ED behaviors, Suic1dal Thoughts.

𝑅𝑒𝑘𝑖 𝐾𝑦𝑎𝑛

Anyone who sees you and Reki together will immediately argue that the two of you are soulmates.

You both fit like peas in a pod, mutually loving and supporting each other no matter the issue. So, when you suddenly distanced yourself from him, Reki was instantly concerned.

His attempts to keep his daily life at bay failed, for he was only worried about you and what was eating you.

Mr. Oka noticed, telling him to take a few days off. So, he hung out at Sia La Luce during the evenings. He met with his friends, mind swimming.

Langa and Miya noticed, asking him if he had been taking care of himself. Shadow noticed, offering to fight whoever Reki needed him to. Finally, Joe and Cherry noticed, the pink-haired male cutting into the thick tension.

“Reki, what could be causing you so much stress?”

“(Y/N).” He answered breathlessly, taking his head through his hands, “They’ve disappeared on me. I haven’t spoken to them in about three days, and I’m just so worried about them I-“

“I saw them yesterday.” Langa interrupted suddenly, “They were at our spot in the park last night. I tried to say hi, but they ignored me. If I’m being honest, they’re probably there again tonight.”

Reki’s eyes widened as he jumped out of his seat, immediately looking to Joe for permission.

“Go, Kiddo. I’ll keep your plate warm.” The man said, wrapping the boy in a jacket.

Reki wasted no time grabbing his own jacket, in the event that you would need one, and raced to the park on his skateboard. To his relief, you were exactly where Langa said you were.

“(Y/N)!” He called, sprinting toward you, “Sweetheart, hey, can you hear me?”

You look up at him, shivering violently with tears in your eyes. Your boyfriend carefully placed the jacket on your shoulders. He sat down on the bench next to you, “I’m here when you’re ready to talk to me, love.”

Instead of talking, you simply fell forward into his chest and let out all of your lamentations. Reki held you securely, rubbing the top of your head with one hand, and holding your waist with another. “I’ve got you, I’ve got you. It’s alright.” He whispered.

Your love held you as you finally were able to cry out all of the pent up troubles. You inevitably stained his signature yellow hoodie, but he couldn’t give two shits right now.

“Reki I-I’m… I’m so sorry,” you whimpered.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about.” Your boyfriend reassured you, “Keeping stuff inside will just tear you apart eventually.”

“I- I don’t.. I don’t know if im ready…” you whisper in reply.

“Then don’t be. I have as long as you need.”

After a few more minutes of quiet reassurance, you were finally ready to tell Reki of your week.

“M-My family…” you began, “They’re uh.. heh, being themselves again.”

“I see.”

“I just don’t really want to be here anymore.” You admit. “I-I hate who I am. I can’t stomach a single thing. Even the thought of eating makes me so sick. You shouldn’t be here, I don’t want you to be burdened with taking care of me.”

“(Y/N), sweetie-pie, there’s no place I’d rather be.” Reki replied with a gentle smile, “If it means that I can get you to acknowledge that how you’re feeling is okay, I’ll stay with you till infinity.”

“I want you to know first and foremost, that I love you to the moon and back. There isn’t a thing about you that I would change, and I hope that one day I can help you see that. You are the most incredible person I’ve ever met, that’s precisely why I’ve fallen so in love with you.”

“I want you here by my side until we’re both old and wrinkly, playing card games in a nursing home.” This comment got a watery chuckle out of you.

“I love you, Reki.” You replied, wiping your tears.

“I love you too, (Y/N). You’re so amazing, and I wish you could see yourself through my eyes. You’re worth so much more than you think you are, and there’s just something about you that makes me love you so much more every time I see you. It will get better, I promise you. We’re not going to be stuck here forever, the clock will continue to run.”

“Now, if you’re feeling up to it, I can ask Joe to make you something very light at Sia La Luce, so you can join us for dinner. If not, you are more than welcome to come home with me. We can watch that one video compilation of the cats that you love so much.”

Regardless of your decision for dinner, you opted to join Reki at Joe’s restaurant. You were very pleased to see everyone, especially after a very enthusiastic hug from little Miya(who promptly let go and muttered insults along the lines of “stupid slime, making me worry”).

It would be a long journey to self love and re-discovery. But, you knew in your heart that if Reki was by your side, there’s nothing that you couldn’t do.

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[langa-y]

Congrats on school :D I don't start for another month so!

Would you maybe possibly if it's not too much work do Reki helping Langa come down from a panic attack over the Future(™️)? If not no problem!!

Oh, Darling, My Soul

summary -> reki helps langa calm down

warnings -> anxiety, pet names, idk if there’s anything else so lmk if there is

word count -> 469

@stella-agmen !! i kinda forgot the panic attack part, so it’s more just like overall anxiety but i hope you like it <3

Bright.

The bright light of the computer hurt Langa’s aching eyes as he struggled through his Japanese homework.

The strokes of the kanji blurred together into incomprehensible shapes as he tried to read them, and he just wanted to finally go to bed.

Groaning, he pulled away from his desk and grabbed his phone, checking the time.

23:46. Shit.

His assignment was due in 14 minutes and he had barely gotten anything done.

Sniffing back tears, Langa went back to his keyboard and began to read the words.

Nothing made sense anymore.

Langa could tell he was about to spiral, and grabbed one of his fidget toys to try and keep himself grounded.

It didn’t matter. Most of the words on his screen still looked more like scribbles than actual words.

Tears spilled down Langa’s cheeks. He needed to pass this class to graduate and therefore make it in life, but how could he do that when he was struggling to read Japanese?

He grabbed his phone, about to call Reki, before hesitating. 

Surely Reki was asleep. Langa didn’t want to bother him, as Reki had also been just as stressed between S and school.

Langa wiped his eyes, considering asking his teacher for an extension, when his phone rang.

Glancing at the caller ID, he noticed it was Reki.

Flailing in his seat, he grabbed his phone and immediately picked up. “Reki!”

“Sorry I couldn’t sleep,” Reki blurted. “Wait, I thought you would be asleep by now.”

Langa let out a watery laugh. “Yeah, me too.”

Reki went silent on the other end. “Langa have you been crying?”

“No…” Langa said, sniffing.

“Yes you have been! Are you okay? What’s wrong? Do you want me to come over-“

“-No it’s fine,” Langa chuckled, moving the phone to his other hand. “I was just doing the Japanese assignment and couldn’t read it, so then I got stressed thinking how I wouldn’t graduate if I couldn’t pass this class just because I can’t fucking read.”

Reki stayed silent during Langa’s mini-rant.

“My love, you’re exhausted aren’t you?”

Langa felt like he might cry again. “Yeah, I am.”

“Go to bed. I’ll come over tomorrow and I’ll help you with the assignment. I doubt she’ll care if it's turned in a day late. Besides, it’s due in three minutes, I don’t think you’ll get it done tonight,” Reki chucked.

Langa lightly laughed, the sound making Reki’s heart flutter. “Okay I’ll rest. Thanks, babe.”

“Of course,” Reki replied. “Do you want me to stay on the phone until you fall asleep?”

Langa nodded before realizing that Reki couldn’t see him. “That would be great, love.”

Langa layed down, content with the plan for the assignment, and listened to Reki hum softly through the phone.

He fell asleep rather quickly that night.

[insidezeemind]

Passionate Dancing Night- goes wrong

Summary: The day has finally come in which Langa has to skate against Adam. Though Adam found an interest in the boy and was basically drooling all over him, he doesn't spare Langa from his tricks and stunts. In the end, no one comes out of the mine unaffected.

OR

Langa gets seriously injured trying to avoid Adams tricks and ends up in the hospital. While Reki frets over Langa and their friendship.

Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Episode Five, Blood and Injury, Angst and Feels, Hurt/Comfort, Hospitals, Happy Ending, No Spoilers.

Words: 3484

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Sirens blare around them, the lights blink from red to green, and the crowd cheers, but both skaters stay still, waiting for the other to make the first move.

“Hey, look at that!” Someone calls from the crowd.

Glancing to the side, Adam notices that Langa is still in place. “Sorry I was late, Snowball.” He clutches the board between his fingers. “Anywho, shall we begin.”

As the lights turn green once again, the horn blows above them, signaling the beginning of the race. Both contestants are on the move, skating downhill towards the finish line, each one with a purpose in mind.

Langa wants to avoid the Love Hug as much as possible and win against Adam.

Adam wants to have fun and come closer to Langa to perform his tricks on him.

"Long-distance love is so hard to maintain." Adam comments, seeing as the other blue-haired boy is slowly skating away from him.

Langa replays last night's event, where Cherry demonstrated Love Hug revealing the secret behind its performance. "Love hug is not infallible, Adam needs a straightaway in order for it to work." So as he reaches a corner, Langa speeds up, outrunning Adam.

Rather than feeling threatened by Langa’s sudden gain, Adam gets thrilled and starts bouncing on his board wildly. Coming up behind his opponent, he seizes Langa's waist with his left hand and grasps his wrist with the other, then hooks their skateboards together. 

"Salutations Little Langa, may I have this dance?" Adam declares, swiveling left and right with Langa in his arms, shifting him from one pose to another.

Upon approaching the next turn, Adam intertwines Langa's fingers with his own, lifts him in the air, and spins in circles.

Seeing that they'd crash into the wall if they don't stop, Langa brings his feet back down and tries with all his might to free himself, but Adam's insistent hold on him doesn't budge.

After all the struggling, the two boards break free from each other, both still spinning. Before Langa can even catch his momentum and balance himself up-right, he crashes.

His head slams harshly against the wall behind him as rough rocks dig into his back, sending sparks of pain throughout his body. Langa grits his teeth in pain and slowly opens his eyes to see Adam's smirk in front of him.

"Oh, Snowball... I hope you're not giving up yet," he chuckles, sliding his index finger along Langa's throat up to his chin. "I'd love to have some more fun with you," Adam whispers against Langa's lips. "Don't make me wait."

Once Adam skates away from him, Langa crumbles to his knees. Bringing his hand to the back of his head, he notices the wound already swelling with some blood seeping from it.

Staring down at the blood covering his fingers, he chuckles, remembering the time where his finger bled, and he freaked out. 

The time where Reki, despite laughing at him, bandaged his cut.

Reki...

Reki is watching him right now. 

Reki, who he promised he wouldn't be reckless.

Reki, who taught him how to skate and be the person he is.

Reki, that wanted to defeat Adam, but couldn't, so he is doing it instead of him.

Reki, that's going to be disappointed in him if he didn't get up and finish this race right now.

Langa wipes the blood away with his shirt and stands up, then quickly regrets it, as the sudden movement made him dizzy, almost bringing him back to his knees.

He gives himself a few moments, taking deep breaths in, and slowly straightens up once again. Spotting his skateboard a few feet away, he grabs it and continues the race.

He probably shouldn't be skating right now, especially after that hit, but he can't- doesn't want to stop. 

Langa accepted the beef in the first place only to have fun and test his limits. But after witnessing what Adam did to Reki, he wants to put Adam in his place, show him the true way of skating.

And now competing against Adam and seeing how he truly is on the skating ground, he just wants to prove what the others couldn't. He wants to win. Not only for himself but for Reki too. So with renewed eagerness, he speeds up and chases after Adam.

Turns out that Adam didn't go far, for Langa had reached him pretty quickly.

"Ah... Welcome back, Little Langa," Adam sighs out. "I've been waiting for you."

Langa doesn't pay him any mind, he's only focusing on maintaining a good distance between them and then passing Adam on the next corner.

But Adam thinks otherwise and decides to perform the Love Hug. Pushing down the tail of his board, he turns around and advances towards Langa.

Just as Adam opened his arms, Langa forcefully stepped on the nose of his board, then jumped over Adam, dodging his move.

While he managed to avoid the Love Hug, he couldn't avoid the harsh landing.

That jump turned his vision upside down, causing his head to throb painfully, bringing along with it a wave of dizziness that washes all over his body.

As he was landing, the skateboard slipped from beneath his feet, twisting his ankle in an odd way, making him trip and smack face-first onto the ground. 

Langa's disoriented. He can barely focus his vision or even hear the footsteps coming up behind him. The only thing indicating that he isn't unconscious is the ache traveling through his head and the hand that's gripping his hair horribly tight.

"Pitiful.. but oh so magnificent." Adam shamefully chuckles, crouching in front of Langa. "Nobody was able to easily evade my Love Hug. But you, Langa, are something else entirely."

Langa groans out his discomfort when Adam hauls him up to his feet and wipes away the drops of blood from his brow, smearing it across his own cheek.

"The race isn't finished yet. I know you still have something in you. I want it. I want all of you ." Adam hums cruelly, running his gloved fingers through blue locks, pushing Langa's board back towards him.

Langa watches Adam slowly skate away. Once he's out of sight, Langa once more wipes the blood away with the hem of his shirt, contemplating whether he should continue or just give up.

Looking down at his skateboard- that Reki made- he's overcome with that weird feeling all over again. The need to prove himself to Reki. To show that everything he learned from him won't go to waste.

Taking a deep breath in, he releases it with the anxiety consuming his body, then goes after Adam.

Unlike before, Adam was way ahead of him this time. By the time Langa was able to reach him, Adam was already waiting in front of the abandoned factory.

Langa takes this as an opportunity to beat Adam in his own game and win against him. Crouching down, he speeds up towards the building, passing Adam on the way.

Entering the factory, Langa searches for the quickest route to the finish line. Glancing around he notices a slide to the right of the stairs, deeming it a good enough route, he takes it.

Skating down the slide, Langa realizes too late that this path is a bad idea. He's going too fast, and there's barely enough time for him to stop.

Halfway down, Langa stomps on the tail of his board, trying to hinder his speed and minimize the accident that he'll no doubt experience again.

Langa only succeeds in swerving his board sideways, prompting him to sway his body the other direction, bringing all his weight down to the ground with him.

The impact awakens a burn in Langa's shoulders, flames erupting into the blood that thumps wildly in his veins in rhythm with his beating heart.

Cracking his eyes open, the sting of the blinding lights assault his sight, so he clenches them back shut.

Everything is white around him. The stars that dance frantically in his vision. The noise in his ears that’s silent yet loud all the same. His body that aches from all the injuries he has. And the pain that’s rapidly seeping into him after all the adrenaline had left.

Langa just needs to let go of all of this to ease himself from the agony. And he can, but he doesn't want to. He wants to know who won the race, wants to know if he failed Reki or not. He certainly hopes not.

“-anga, Langa!”

A call of his name brings him out of his daze. Squinting his eyes open, he notices a figure obscuring the lights above him. Blinking a few times to clear the blurriness, he sees Reki looking down at him with... sadness?

Why is he sad? Did Langa not win? Is that why Reki's sad? 

'Yeah, that's probably it,' Langa reasons with himself. 

He didn't win. 

Langa failed Reki and managed to make him sad too. 

There's no use for him to stay awake anymore; he learned what he wanted to know. He can rest now. Closing his eyes back again, he submits to his body's needs and welcomes darkness with open arms.

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Staring at the screen in front of him, Reki doesn’t know what to feel. Concern, Fear, Anger, Betrayal.

What is happening?

When did Langa ever skate like that?

What is going on in his head right now?

Was this Adam’s goal? Hurt Langa like this?

Why is Langa still skating even when he's hurt?

Doesn’t he remember their promise?

Why did Reki even rope Langa into this from the beginning??

All these questions hurt his head, and scrambling to search for the answers hurts even more, so he decides to be better about this.

“I’m going to the factory,” Reki announces after seeing Langa fall the second time and heads towards the pink car. 

Reki told Langa to quit, told him to forget about this race and just leave Adam alone, but Langa is just as stubborn as he is. 

This stubbornness showed Reki how ruthless Adam is. It took him to the hospital and brought him back with a sling and a bandaged head. It'll probably do the same for Langa- maybe worse- if he doesn't stop clinging onto it so bad.

And Langa did see what happened to Reki, but that didn't deter him at all, in fact, he insisted on skating against Adam even more.

Reki knows he can't stop Langa. So the least he can do is be there for him once the race is finished.

As Shadow parks his car, Reki notices Adam leaning against his longboard outside the building, between his fingers a cigarette brought to lips puffing out smoke. He seems oddly relaxed. As if he's one of the audience.

What is he plotting right now?

Just as Reki descended the stairs and was among the crowd, loud exclaims of Langa's arrival were announced. And yeah, there he is, a disheveled-looking Langa advancing dangerously fast.

Looking towards Adam then back at Langa, Reki realizes that Langa might actually win. Only if Adam kept up whatever act he has going on. But the speed that Langa gained is unnecessary, it's only going to deter more than aid him.

Before Reki can continue his rambling thoughts, a loud bang alongside a troubled yelp is heard above the crowds cheering. His feet are moving before he even registered what happened. 

Langa is curled on the ground clutching his shoulder with a white-knuckled grip. His face morphed into a pained grimace, which look even worse with the blood coating it.

Seeing him in this state, Reki pushes all thoughts aside and kneels beside Langa hauling his shoulders onto his lap. With his free hand, Reki brushes the hair obscuring Langa's face and calls out for him to wake up.

"Langa! Hey, Langa, wake up. C'mon Langa, Langa!"

Langa's fluttering eyelids break Reki's string of pleas. Completely shutting him up with just those dull, teary, blue eyes.

It cracks his heart to pieces.

Reki's always known Langa as an ambitious person. A snowboarder- for almost 15 years- turned skater in a few months. A teenager searching for jobs to earn his own money. A student that’s keen on learning new stuff every day. And an amazing friend- no, scratch that- an amazing best friend, who's always happy to skate with him.

Reki is really glad that he met Langa and became his very first friend here in Okinawa. And is very glad for the friendship they have, that he really plans on not losing any time soon.

Sitting in the car with Langa's head in his lap, Reki only wishes that this incident won't affect their friendship horribly.

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Langa wakes up with a start, confused at first, then immediately realizes that his alarm didn’t ring. Before he can even panic about being late to class, Langa notes that the ceiling he’s staring at isn’t his room's.

Langa regards the room he's in, and yes, this isn't his bedroom at all, this looks more like a hospital room. The curled-up figure of his mother in a chair beside his bed confirms his musings.

Why is she here? Why is he even here in the first place? What happened?

In search of the answers to his questions, he wakes his mother. His voice barely comes out, but at least it served its purpose, as his mother startles awake just like he did.

"Langa.." The young woman whispers, cradling her son's face between her palms. "Oh, sweetie, how are you feeling?"

He doesn't feel anything- no wait, he is feeling something, but it's just... normal, nothing new.

He opens his mouth to reassure his mother, but what comes out is a hoarse whisper that sounded more like a request for some water, which she quickly scrambles to provide.

After sitting himself up and gulping down the cup of water, he asks the question that has been bothering him ever since he woke up.

"Why am I here?"

"You don't remember?" She asks, with surprise written all over her face.

Frowning, he shakes his head in answer. Was it that serious that he should remember it?

"Your skater friends called me last night telling me that you got hurt while skating," she explains, "that's all they told me though. I didn't actually let them explain, I was so worried about you that I just shooed them all back to their homes, but this one red-head boy- named Reki I think- insisted on stayin-"

Langa tunes out his mother's rambling once she mentions his friend's name. That's right, he was skating last night.

Then one by one, all last night's events come back. His race with Adam, the many times he got himself hurt, him falling down at the finish line, Reki's sad expression, and him losing the race. All of them rush into his brain, bringing with them a lot of questions, but he only focuses on the one he wants the answer to the most.

"Where's Reki?" 

“I just told y-” his mother begins, but then gets cut off by a knock to the door. “Come in.”

A young man in blue scrubs steps inside. “Sorry to interrupt, but I heard some talking so assumed that you’re awake, and turns out you are.” The nurse comments, a small smile gracing his face. “We’d like to talk to your son and do a few more check-ups on him if that’s okay?” He directs the question to Langa’s mother.

“Of course.” She agrees, then whispers to her son, “I’ll be waiting outside, just call if you need me.”

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“Bye, mom!” Reki shouts, running out of the house, completely bypassing the path that takes him to school and taking another route.

First things first, check on Langa, then based on his conditions, Reki decides if he should go to school or not.

Jogging down the hospital's hallways, Reki chants Langa's room number in his head repeatedly, only stopping once the said room comes into view. Staring down the door, Reki's mind comes to an abrupt halt. What now? 

Langa might not be awake right now, and even if he is, he won’t be coherent enough, right? With all the injuries he has there’s no way he’d be as good as Reki was once he came out of the hospital. He should at least have a concussion, not that Reki wishes for him to have one, but with the number of hits he got, it’s not far from the truth. 

“Good morning, young man.” A sweet voice cuts him abruptly from his internal monologue, looking up, Reki's eyes immediately meet with Mrs. Hasegawa's ones.

"Why are you still standing there? Come in!" She invites him inside, then heads out, closing the door behind her leaving them some privacy.

Langa is propped up against the pillows behind him with an empty tray balanced on his lap, quietly sipping from a bottle of juice. Despite the bandages he's wrapped from head-to-toe in, he seems relaxed, happy even. Happy for what, Reki's not sure, but he suspects it's the bento boxes; and who can blame him, hospital food isn't always good or filling.

A bright smile graces Langa's face upon seeing Reki, and just the sight of him makes something tug painfully at his heart. Reki can never forgive himself for letting this happen to Langa. No matter what it takes, Reki won't let Langa go through something like this again.

"It's good to see you awake, Langa. How are you feeling?" Reki asks, sitting in the bedside chair.

"I'm okay," Langa admits, curling the fingers of his injured hand into a fist then releasing them. "It's nothing that can't be fixed." 

“I’m glad. Here I brought you some bento, figured you needed something to keep you sated,” Reki chuckled, passing one of the bento boxes to Langa, with a little ‘thanks’ Langa accepts the box and places it on the bed beside him.

“I’m sorry,” Langa whispers, and his voice alone brews guilt deep within Reki more than the statement itself. Why is he sorry?

“Why?”

“I lost last night..” 

Reki really shouldn’t laugh, but seriously, out of all things, Langa is sorry because he thought he didn’t win. Reki should assure him that he did win and that Adam actually quit.

So that’s what he does. 

“Oh okay, that’s good, but I- uh... I actually meant our friendship,” Langa admits.

The admission renders Reki speechless that he desperately wishes Langa’s mom was here to diffuse the tension. Hearing Langa talk about their friendship isn’t anything new, but him admitting those few words is a whole another thing.

Langa believes that Reki doesn’t want to be his friend anymore, so of course, something's bothering him, and Reki doesn’t want that, he wants to erase Langa’s doubt about their friendship.

“Why do you think our friendship is lost?”

“I saw your expression just before blacking out, and it was sad,” Langa shrugs in response, wincing once the action brings him pain. “I failed you, I promised I wouldn’t be reckless. I promised I’d win- which turns out I did, but the moment I saw your face, I thought I lost...” With each word Langa spells out, his voice gets lower and lower until it’s just a whisper. “I broke our promise, Reki.”

“You know, that’s not what concerns me most. I know you broke it, but I also know that it wasn’t on purpose, don’t beat yourself over it. I forgive you.” Reki assures, grabbing Langa’s uninjured hand and intertwining their fingers together.

It feels a lot more intimate than it should be, but Reki doesn’t care neither does Langa. At this point, both of them need some kind of contact to keep themselves in check.

“Langa, I don’t want to lose another friend because of a skating accident. If you ever decide to leave skating, I won’t blame or stop you, but I’ll try everything to keep our friendship. Overall, I still want to be your friend Langa, your best friend even.” 

Reki takes a deep breath and risks looking up at Langa, rather than being embarrassed about it he beams, because the expression Langa’s wearing is the best one yet since Reki entered this room.

Langa’s grin is wide that the corners of his eyes wrinkle with it, and the gleam in them sparks something in Reki’s heart. It’s good to see a smile back on Langa’s face, and he can’t help but smile back.

“I want that too, I always want us to be best friends. And about skating, it’s what brought us together, so no, I’m not leaving it. Besides, I did promise that no injury will make me wanna quit, right?”

Langa’s smile stretches even more, bringing up his palm for Reki to do their own handshake. Reki reciprocates and asks.

“Best friends?”

“Best friends.”

[rekikiri]

what are some unpopular opinions you have about jujutsu kaisen and sk8? :0

okay idk how unpopular this would be for jjk, I don’t like mai (at least not at the point im at). I completely understand her reasons for how she feels betrayed by maki, but i don’t like the idea of people basically being like, “why would you leave me here? you should’ve stayed with me even though it would’ve been awful. at least we’d have each other.”

why not leave too? and if you’re too scared to, why would you WANT someone you love to stay if they dont want to be stuck there?

don’t get me wrong, I can understand her feelings, but it’s something that rubs me the wrong way. (it’s kinda like blanca in banana fish questioning why ash would want to try to get away from dino because, “you could’ve had everything.” or, attack on titan when people would say they’d be just fine living within the walls forever so why should anyone else want to try to find what’s out there?)

okay enough about that part. summary: I don’t hate mai, but it gets on my nerves that she’s mad at maki for getting out and would’ve rather her stayed and been miserable.

as for sk8…idk if I have an unpopular opinion for it?

this is more of a headcanon but I think that reki and langa would benefit from discussing their feelings about the fight more. because they made up and everything, but I think that it could’ve led to some issues that could come up later. I think langa would have abandonment issues, so reki avoiding him probably freaked him out.

as for reki, I think he’d be stressed worrying that langa will break promises, and would need to rebuild that trust. he might have a hard time trusting langa when he says he won’t do dangerous things because he could do it again.

langa can be really reckless, so that probably makes reki anxious wondering what if langa broke a promise not to do something and gets hurt? and reki isn’t exactly great at handling his feelings and just shuts them down and avoids them, so langa probably gets anxious when reki gets quiet or at all distant thinking he’s going to leave him again.

obviously it’s just an anime and it’s generally supposed to be lighthearted, but I think if it weren’t as overall happy vibes that there would be more consequences to that and would realistically need time before they get back to where they were before (but when they do, they’d be closer than ever).

[reki-of-the-valley]

Reki in a skirt. Reki stealing one of Koyomi's skirts without anyone in his family knowing. Reki putting it on in his room when no one is home. Reki feeling really good in a skirt but not ready to do anything about it so he only enjoys it when he's alone. Reki finding little pleasures in being a little more feminine from time to time. Reki who likes stealing things from his sister's closet, things she never wears. Genderfluid Reki who isn't confident enough to do anything about it, isn't confident enough to come out to anyone, but who still wants to wear skirts and pink from time to time

[rek1s-headband]

hi! figured i’d drop a request for you :))! Maybe some general bf hcs for reki and langa? Just in general how they would be as a boyfriend or how they would act in a relationship?

Hi!! Thank you so much for your request, I’ve been excited to do one of these. I hope you enjoy it!

➯ random boyfriend headcannons

➯ characters: Reki Kyan and Langa Hasegawa x gn reader

➯ warnings: none! Just some fluff for these two boys:)

Reki:

-Literally the most enthusiastic person you’ve ever seen. He’d be happy to just sit in silence with you because come on, it’s YOU. There’s no one he’d rather be wasting the hours away with.

-Your biggest hype man, EVER. You post something on Instagram? Get ready for a flood of comments, all from him. You could put your phone down for two minutes after posting, and you’ll come back to 99+ notifications of just reki commenting along the lines of “woah suddenly I’m on one knee” “DAMNNNN” and many, many more.

-Never leave your phone unattended around him. He won’t snoop, but be prepared to come back to your camera roll flooded with just zoomed in pictures of his face, his mouth, his eye, ANYWHERE. Mf is spamming your whole phone with pictures of him for you to come back to.

-He has to always be touching you in some way. Whether it’s holding your hand, your waist, a casual arm around your shoulder, there has to be something. He’ll put his hand on your ass sometimes while you walk in public.

-Honestly doesn’t even think PDA is anything out of the ordinary. Like, you’re his s/o??? Yes you’re in his lap, yes you’re in the middle of the skatepark, so what? You’re his, and he’s happy he can make everyone aware of that.

-I saw a post on here that said he would peel stickers off fruit and stick them to peoples’ foreheads, and I fully stand by this. However, it doesn’t just stop at fruit stickers. Anything remotely sticky, whether it’s tags from clothes, tape from a food box, even random sequins and bits of glitter he finds around, it’s immediately being stuck to some part of your face.

-Loves casual dates. Stopping by food stalls, browsing in clothes and game stores for a few hours, and skating around with you until it’s time to go home is a dream for him. Be prepared for day-long dates, because he will clear his entire schedule just to spend the day with you.

-His family adores you. His mother is always goading him to bring you over more, complaining that she misses her "honorary son/daughter/child". His sisters love you too. Any time you come over there’s immediately three tiny bodies shooting at you, grabbing you by the waist and dragging you over to wherever they’re playing. Reki tries to drag you away, wanting to have you for himself, but you always try and stay for at least five or ten minutes. Secretly, he loves that you get along so well with his siblings, going soft at the thought of how you would act with children of your own.

-He loves playing video games with you. Sitting in his lap, the two of you could spend hours switching from game to game. One minute you could be burning down a village in Minecraft, the next complaining while Reki whoops your ass in Mario Kart. His mom brings you food for your breaks between games, and she’ll even stay for a few minutes to talk to you while Reki shifts underneath you, glowing red from embarassment.

-If you can’t skate, he would beg to teach you. If you accept, he goes all out. He’ll make you your own customised board just for practicing, making sure it’s absolutely perfert for you to learn on. But if you can skate, get ready for endless races and competitions to see who can nail a new trick the quickest.

-Adores when you come to S to support him. He loves looking into the crowd and seeing you there cheering him on before he goes into a beef. If he wins, he’ll race over to where you are in the crowd, picking you up and spinning you around, kissing you without a care in the world. However, if he loses he’s thankful you’re always there to pick him back up and make him feel better afterwards.

-Loves cleaning you up after a big fall, kissing your bruises and cuts better. He’ll carefully wrap each injury with care, telling you how brave you are, no matter how small the cut. Secretly, he loves when you baby him after he falls himself. Seeing you wipe away the blood from a new cut and place a small plaster on it with such tenderness melts his heart in a way only you could.

-Speaking of plasters, this man has one for every occasion. Princesses, pirates, aliens, cats, dogs, sparkles, stripes, you name it, he’s got it.

-The type to sneak you out at two in the morning to get a slushee with him. Honestly, he’s up so late making boards for people he just has no perception of time.

-Spams your phone with TikToks or other funny things that reminds him of you. It could be a very specific thing, or a flower or cloud. If he thinks of you when he sees it(which is fairly often), it gets sent to you.

-Talks with his hands a lot. He’s a very expressive talker, so when he’s telling you a story it feels like you’re right there in the story with him.

-Please just kiss him. His cheeks, his forehead, his hand, his shoulder, his temples, his lips. Anywhere, he’ll melt under you. Mf is touch starved to the max.

-Always knows how to make you laugh. His laugh is infectious, it could get you out of your darkest moods.

-Sleeps with his head on your chest, and one hand in your shirt little perv.

-His social media is like a SHRINE for you. His highlights, his posts, his stories, EVERYWHERE. He’s just so proud to be able to call you his that he wants the whole world to know.

-Kisses in the rain while you run home, skateboards in your hands after the weather forecast failed you once again. He’s just so happy in the moment that he can’t contain himself, so he’s pulling you into him in the pouring rain, kissing you hard while your hair gets drenched.

-You don’t need to steal his clothes, he will literally give them to you because “you just look so cute wearing them”. Occasionally, he’ll take one of your hoodies, and even if it doesn’t exactly fit him, he’ll still keep it near him while he sleeps so he can keep your scent close to him.

Langa:

-This man is so oblivious to obvious hints, but still manages to pick up on the smallest of details? It’s incredible, honestly. He could describe the exact colour of your eyes with the most insane detail, but he still won’t notice when you try and hint that you like him in the first place!

-You two have a bit more of a low-key relationship, but you’ll make your usual appearance in his Instagram posts, or on his Snapchat story with a casual caption like a simple heart, or “my love<3”

-Not very big on PDA, not because he doesn’t like it, but because he doesn’t think of it. However, when he does feel like he’s being too physically distant, he’ll link pinkies with you as you walk along, or rest his head on your shoulder while you watch a video on your phone.

-His mom adores you, which is why Langa despises bringing you to his house. You always seem to leave with seven of his baby photos from his time snowboarding in Canada, a new recipe from his mother that you complimented, another one of his hoodies, and more miscellaneous stuff that you don’t even know how it ended up in your bag. He has a little shelf in your room specifically for this random stuff, and he always adds to the collection when he comes to your house. He’ll leave a keyring, a small toy, a Polaroid, anything honestly.

-Loves dates that you can experience. The movies, aquariums, museums and the zoo are common dates for the two of you to go on, but other than that, he adores going skateboarding with you. He’s been improving, and he loves when you notice little things he’s been picking up on, whether it be a new trick or simply how he balances himself on the board.

-Adores old Disney movies. Yall will binge a ton of them in one day, having full-blown musicals in Langa’s living room. When any of the romantic songs come on, like “So this is Love” from Cinderella, Langa will stand up and offer his hand to you, as the two of you waltz around his sitting room, humming the tune of the song.

-Study dates are frequent with the two of you. If you happen to stay up late studying and fall asleep on each other, his mother will cover the two of you with a blanket, tidying some of your books and leaving with a smile, happy with the knowledge you were making her son the happiest he’s been in quite a while.

-Slow dancing in the kitchen while you cook is a regular. When a particularly sappy love song comes on while he stirs the pot, he’ll turn around and hold you close to him, twirling you around the kitchen.

-Reki constantly jokes that he is a third wheel, poking fun at the two of you, Cherry and Joe, and Shadow and “his little girlfriend back at the flower shop”. He’ll hang out of Miya, whining about them having to stick together since they’re the only two “lone wolves”. He’ll usually get a well-earned thump into the back of the head from Miya, but it’s still funny to watch the whole thing go down.

-Tends to be shy when giving you clothes, so instead of asking you to wear them he’ll leave them out in places he knows you’ll find them, or he’ll come up behind you and plop it in your lap, murmuring about how cute it would look on you.

-Please do this man’s makeup. He will sit so still for you, waiting patiently while you dab eyeshadow at his eyes, trying not to blink so you don’t mess up his mascara. He’ll sit there mesmerised for a few minutes, taking in how he looks, and simply whisper “you do this every day?”

-Evem though he’s not a very openly affectionate person, he is stuck to your hip behind closed doors. He’ll lie in your lap for hours, staring up at you while you mess with his hair, pulling it into little plaits and pigtails.

-I can’t even describe how the two of you sleep. It’s simply a mass of limbs, and no one knows exactly what belongs to who. Somehow one of yall will end up upside down, and-why is Langa on the floor??

-He could talk about his time in Canada for hours, and you’d just lie on his chest and listen to him. Every once in a while he’ll look down at you to see if you’re still listening, and his heart will melt a little every time he sees you staring back up at him, eyes wide with interest.

-This man NEVER gets jealous. You’d literally have to cling to another man for it to click in his brain that Oh. He doesn’t like that.

-He’s not big on texting, but if you call him he will stay on that call with you for hours, even after the two of you fall asleep.

-Whenever he falls(which is quite often), you’ll always have plasters on hand to help fix him up. He always flushes bright red when you kiss his cuts better, and never knows just what to do with himself afterwards.

-When he skates against tough opponents, you’ll always give him a kiss for good luck. Of course, this doesn’t stop you worrying, but you know Langa wouldn’t go out of his way to get injured. And if he does, well, at least he’ll have you there to kiss his bruises better.

[denkamis]

Can you please write a fluff one shot about a sk8 the infinity like his girlfriend/boyfriend/s/o falls asleep on him

to anon: omg first request omgomg thank you so much for sending one in! i wasn’t sure which sk8 character you were referring to, so i decided to write one for both reki and langa! hope you don’t mind hehe <3 this is the one for reki, the one for langa will take a little bit longer bc of valentine’s & other requests but i hope you like this one regardless!

warnings: none, just some fluffy times with the best boy. reader is gn!

word count: 1.3k

sleepyhead. (reki x reader)

Late nights were certainly not a rare occurrence with your boyfriend, Reki. He was filled to the brim with energy and passion that practically flowed out of him like a geyser. Not that you were opposed to that at all, you found that it was one of the qualities that made you fall for him in the first place. Though, you worried that he wasn’t taking into consideration his own personal health during these late night excursions. Take for instance tonight, as it was slowly approaching two thirty am, it seemed that the redhead had no clear intention of stopping his work.

The two of you were cooped up in his workshop behind his house, Reki singing along to some “cool jams” as he called them. In reality, it was his Spotify playlist of the “best 2000’s alternative” music like Sk8er Boi by Avril Lavigne and Dear Maria, Count Me In by All Time Low. You were barely hanging onto your string of consciousness, the mere idea of sleep sounding like absolute heaven at this very moment. You were propped up on a stool in the corner, the stack of skating magazines Reki had given you to flick through in case you got bored now sat in a neat pile off to the side. You had read each one of them front to back twice already tonight.

It wasn’t that you didn’t love spending time with Reki. You enjoyed listening to his midnight ramblings of whatever came to mind. His ideas for new boards, designs for stickers, and other creative ways to beat his future S opponents were usually his topics of interest. No one really noticed how much of an imaginative person your boyfriend was. He could be impulsive and over excited at times, but his fantastic mind and his willingness to create made your heart soar. Not only that, but he was fairly handy when it came to fixing up and assembling his own boards like he was some mad scientist waiting for one of his many experiments to go right. You indulged him as much as you could, you really did enjoy his company. Even if you would much rather be curled up beside him snuggling in bed rather than hear Reki precariously make his way through the lyrics of Check Yes Juliet for what seemed like the seventh time.

“Reki,” you spoke up finally as the analog clock on the wall indicated the current time of two forty-three am. Reki looked up from Langa’s custom longboard, hair bouncing about despite already being contained by the headband he wore everyday. “Yeah?” he asked, throwing a glance over his shoulder only to see your weary eyelids and tired expression. His entire demeanour melted, lips jutted out in a tiny pout upon seeing his poor baby so tired.

He backed away from his worktable, dancing and tiptoeing across the floor to avoid stepping on any spare parts or tools he had left lying about his mishmash of a workshop.

“Is baby tired?” he cooed, sawdusted fingers beginning to tug and pinch at the corners of your cheeks. You groaned in annoyance, your sleep deprived state causing you to be a tad more irritable at this hour. “Reki,” you repeated in a more serious tone, ember coloured irises meeting your e/c ones. His calloused hands moved to cup your face, warmth enveloping you in a way that felt like home. The scent of pine and the remnants of orange crush soda invaded your senses. He smiled at you with that goofy face of his, the one that Langa constantly teased for being weird. Maybe it was your sleepy nature, but he looked even more gorgeous in the harsh LED lighting of his garage. Tiny strands of his auburn hair fell in front of his face as he tilted his head to the side, his smile growing as he watched your eyes begin to droop.

“Please. Let’s go to bed,” you asked of him as kindly yet firmly as you could. Reki clicked his tongue a bit, thinking for a moment before delivering a cute peck to your nose. “A few more minutes! Then we can head inside, grab a cookie or two and crawl into bed together! It’ll be just a jiffy okay? Here, you can even set an alarm,” Reki was already reaching for his phone in his hoodie pocket so that you could do just as he suggested. He stopped in his tracks as he felt your hands clasp around his hoodie, pulling him close so that you could hug his torso. He laughed at how clingy you could be while being so sleepy, his hand patting atop your head as a form of affection.

“Wow, you really are.. sleeping,” Reki’s voice trailed off as he looked down to be greeted by you completely passed out against him. Your arms held your boyfriend close, your face buried within the fabric of his yellow skater boy hoodie. Soft snores escaped you, your breathing slowed and calm as you finally let your consciousness slip out of your ever fleeting grasp. Reki’s face began to bloom with colour the longer he stared at you, panic setting in as he realized what was truly happening.

You had fallen asleep against him. Oh shit. Oh god. You were asleep against him. That meant you were so comfortable that you just so happened to pass out in his arms. Reki bit back a giddy smile, warmth cascading through him in a form of nothing but love radiating solely for you at nearly three in the morning. His heart thumped rapidly against his rib cage. No matter how long he had been with you, he kept discovering new things about you that made him absolutely lose his mind. You falling asleep against him definitely being one of those many things. You looked so peaceful, so unbothered and safe within his embrace. This warmth you had given him overtook his will to keep working, his hands moving your hair out of the way of your face to kiss your forehead.

“Sorry for making you stay up, sweet baby,” he apologized in a quiet tone. His hands moved your arms to around his neck, using his strength to lift you up and wrap your legs securely around his waist. “I can’t say I’m not grateful for you being here for me, though. You could have left too, yet you stayed here for me,” Reki spoke to your sleeping form. The fact that you had stayed up with him this late made him even more grateful to have you. Reki grunted a bit as he adjusted to the newfound weight of you around him, your hair getting in his mouth and his eyes squinting to find the light switch so that he could flick it off before leaving. Reki was always careful with you, handling you as if you were a sort of glass figurine he barely even had the permission to touch.

“You look so damn cute like this, y’know,” he continued to speak as he maneuvered his way about his house, trying his best to subdue his footsteps and make as little noise as possible. He didn’t want to wake up his mom or little sisters. “Man, I’m so lucky. Seriously really lucky to have someone like you in my life.”

In your sleep, you subconsciously nuzzled your head against his chest. He melted a bit, holding back a tiny noise of happiness as he began to beam like an idiot holding his partner. You were the most amazing person, the person who made him happy every single day without fail, the person who picked him up no matter how much he bailed or got hurt. He loved you more than anything, and he wanted to treat you as well as you treated him. Even if it meant carrying you to bed after a late night of him talking your ear off about skateboarding for three consecutive hours.

all works © denkamis 2021.

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[cryptidmullet]

renga + their families headcanons

- reki Was bad at cooking but then when he starts sharing food from his bento with langa he wants to start learning to make it so him and his mom cook together

- he’s better at cooking than baking bc baking is so precise and he prefers to just go at it rather than follow a strict recipe

- langa loves his food :)

- langa only knows how to make like. Tacos spaghetti omurice grilled cheese pancakes etc things like that until he’s in his like third year reki ropes him into helping make food and he finds that its kinda fun

- (but he mostly likes to see reki cook bc somehow he makes even That seem lively and fun and natural almost like he dances around the kitchen instead of awkwardly fumbling through the chaos like langa himself does)

- so after that langa starts joining reki and masae when they cook :)

- he reki and masae all take turns looking after the twins when the other two are cooking so if masae thinks the two of them are all good she’ll leave them to it but other times she’ll be walking langa through a recipe and reki will be sitting at the table drawing with chihiro and nanaka and other times when its masae and reki langa will stand in the doorway with chihiro on his hip and nanaka sitting on the counter messing with his hair

- reki absolutely loves seeing langa with his sisters bc he’s cute and awkward but he tries so hard because he adores the three of them and they all equally adore him (and yeah he gets better at interacting with them over time, they kinda come to feel like his own siblings at some point)

- anytime reki comes home alone the twins are like :C wheres langa-kun 

- koyomi likes to tell langa about the drama and gossip at school and he always nods along and listens carefully even tho he definitely does not remember “that girl hina who stuck gum in ichikas hair in elementary school”

- he actually does pick up on some of the names and stories and stuff tho and koyomi will be talking to reki about something that happened at school and langas like oh is that the same girl who spilled juice on that guy she liked and rekis like wtf

- i just like to think langa actually puts in a lotta effort to have good relationships with all of rekis family partially bc he knows how much family means to reki and also bc he only has his mom and its nice to have sibling dynamics and talk to rekis mom about baby reki stories

- even tho langa could give a rats ass about american football somehow the topic is brought up and he ends up teaching (with his limited knowledge) and playing it with reki and his sisters one day out in their front yard

- and really theyre just running around a lot and doing underhand tosses with a random wiffle ball they found and letting the twins “score” and acting upset that they lost to “those two great athletes” just to make them giggle

- masae gets a video of them all playing together and sends it to reki who saves it and watches it at night to replay the moment langa scoops up chihiro and runs across the yard with her held up in the air and setting her down all grandiose like for a touchdown

- rekis constantly having to yell at koyomi not to just barge into his room

- she comes in one day her finger already pointed accusingly at reki as he sighs in exasperation and peels away from where he was cuddled into langas side and shes like “you took the last blue popsicle.” and rekis like “whaaaat no that was langa” and koyomi rolls her eyes and says “langa doesnt even like the blue ones you jerk” and then jumps on his bed and lays all spread out so reki fusses and pushes her off with his foot and they end up squabbling for a while all while langa sits there watching fondly amused

- reki always closes the door when him and langa are in his room but every time his mom comes in for anything she hovers in the doorway for a second longer and then leaves it open Just a crack which makes reki sigh dramatically as he gets up to toe it shut again

- after they make up in e10 they both get more touchy and clingy and just generally are less worried about their affection being rejected so it kinda becomes normal for them to cuddle

- like they would before but it was always under the guise of falling asleep in bed together and then oh wow we woke up literally glued together what a coincidence? How does this keep happening?

- but now its a little more intentional and even tho neither of them really bring it up reki will lay down on his bed all sprawled out and be like? You gonna lay down man? And then pull him into his side and press his face into langas shoulder

- or when they’re sitting against the wall on the bed reki will sling a leg over langas and rest his head on his shoulder and wrap an arm around his back 

- and langas still not very good at initiating that kind of physical affection but he always reciprocates it and longs for it

- i think theres this moment one day when langas helping his mom cook dinner and he’s chopping onions and she’s stirring something over the stove and he stops for a second and says “hey mom” and she looks at him a little bit hopeful and a little bit nervous like she always does in situations like these and he asks “could i… could i have a hug?”

- and its the first time theyve hugged since oliver’s funeral (aside from a couple side hugs like on the day they moved into their apartment in japan) and nanako tears up a little bit and tries not to get snot all over him and they stay there embracing for a good long while until whatever she’s cooking on the stove starts to boil a little too loudly and they finally pull away and get back to what theyre doing

- and i like to think that was kinda a turning point for them and langa starts to lean on her a little more and she gets less nervous every time he takes a longer than normal breath 

- on the rare occasion reki will curl up on the couch while his mom is watching some rerun of an old show and he’ll lean up against her and she’ll run her fingers through his hair 

- and on even rarer nights she’ll make just the two of them tea or hot chocolate and they’ll sit together talking and catching up while the television runs in the background and its on one of those nights he tells her just how much langa means to him

- and masae tears up just the tiniest bit bc there’s something so beautiful about seeing that kind of unadulterated fondness and love for someone and she’s so happy her son has langa in his life and they end the night cleaning out their mugs together and hugging

- (masae’s hugs are warm, maybe even warmer than joe and reki’s combined) 

- and the next time langa stays the night masae kisses them both on the head to say goodnight and smiles at the way reki laughs and teases langa about turning red because “he’s officially been accepted as part of the family now!” once she’s left the room and closed the door

- and every once in a while she’ll come in on a weekend morning to inform them breakfasts ready but see them curled up together, rekis hand fisted in the front of langas shirt, face buried in his chest, and langas leg and arm thrown haphazardly across reki’s body and their faces both so relaxed and content and she’ll leave them be to sleep a little while longer

[tommybaholland]

their s/o gets an injury from skating

featuring: reki and langa 

some mentions of blood but mostly comfy comfort. enjoy! x

reki

knowing well what kind of accidents can happen in skating, he always comes prepared with some bandaids

although he was somewhat anxious over the thought of seeing you get hurt, he was excited that you wanted to learn how to skate and was very happy to teach you

he actually makes you wear a helmet and padding because while injuries are part of the sport, he really doesn’t want anything serious to happen to you

besides, he thinks you look so cute in your skating gear and squishes your cheeks after snapping the helmet strap in place under your chin

“look at my adorable little skater! you’re so cute. okay, babe. let’s get you cruising!”

turns out you’re a pretty quick learner and by the end of the day, you can push yourself comfortably without his help 

he’s so proud :’)

he stays up all night making you your own board to ride the next day, which is when he teaches you how to ollie 

you don’t learn that as quickly as it’s a skill that you have to really work at to see results

but he’s there to comfort your frustration and buy your favorite sweet treat for all your hard work so far

one day you were just having a bad day which caused more frustration, making you push too much and too hard that one of the wheels hit a rock

you were jolted forward, front first into the concrete ground

you tried to fall on your shoulder but didn’t have enough time to turn your body, causing you to fall right on your arm

you laid on your side as your wrist throbbed while your frantic boyfriend was calling out to you

“babe, are you okay? oh my god, you scared me! let me see. where does it hurt?”

you’re sniffling as you hold out your hurt arm to him for him to examine

it hurts a little when he bends it but the bone doesn’t seem to be broken

he immediately takes you to the emergency room and turns out it’s only a sprain but you can’t skate for a few weeks

he’s as bummed out as you are but he’s also excited to provide help whenever you need it, being the doting boyfriend that he can be

he hugs you tightly and kisses your head many times before you go home, “i was so worried but i’m so glad you’re okay. i don’t know what i would do if it had been more serious.”

he tries to keep you off the board as much as possible, even going so far as to avoid taking you to the skateparks or S

you don’t want to keep him from skating just because you can’t and you genuinely enjoy just watching him skate so you’re eventually able to convince him to take you to watch him skate

it makes you want to skate after a while but he won’t let you. eventually, he’ll give in to your cute pouty face and let you ride on his board with him

despite that you’re down about being injured, he enjoys this downtime he gets to take with you and also the opportunity for him to take you on a romantic getaway at a hot spring to ‘heal your injuries’

langa

he’s not as prepared as reki but he knows the grueling hassles of falling and hurting yourself when learning to skate

seeing all his falls and injuries had deterred you from wanting to learn

you would rather watch him because he was still good at it. something about watching him was mesmerizing and others would probably agree

one day he finally convinced you to at least step on the board. he’s not as good as a teacher as reki but he can at least teach you the basics

he holds your hand as you try to stand on the deck like how he showed you

it was more wobbly than anything, which made you feel like it would slip out from under you

he holds your other hand and tells you not to shift your weight too much as you bring your other foot up on the deck. once you’re finally there, you can’t stop looking at your feet

“see? you’re standing on the board now. don’t worry, i won’t let go.” 

he pushes you around for a little bit, enjoying the smile that you have as it seems like you’re having more fun

you’re still apprehensive about being on the board by yourself but you try a few pushes by yourself. the scariest part about it was picking your foot back up off the ground without shifting your weight too much. it really was harder than it looks

suddenly, you pushed a little too hard and lost your balance, flying forwards and landing on one of your knees

now your knee and hip flexor were throbbing from being in almost a jazz split position

langa gasps in horror and runs over to make sure you’re okay

his eyes widen at the sight of red on your one knee. he doesn’t like the sight of blood but he’s gotten more accustomed to it since he started skating

he kneels down to your height, helping you to sit down in a more comfortable position next to him

“ouch. are you okay? does it hurt anywhere else?”

you let some tears fall and he just kinda sits there and awkwardly rub your back before telling you that he’ll be back with some bandaids

he ends up using like five to cover the skinned parts of your knee and then checks your hands and covers the small scratches there as well

he then helps you up and supports you as you lightly limp over to your stuff

the temperature dropped as the sun went down so he gives you his button-down shirt to wear as you walk home together

once you arrive at your house, he insists on coming inside with you to help clean your wound

he has you hold his hand as you skin stings from the hydrogen peroxide that he uses to clean it. he then covers it with a bigger bandage and then kisses the covered injury, which he claims is important for a fast recovery

he feels bad that your first impression of skating wasn’t great and resulted in you getting hurt but nevertheless, he doesn’t push you to try it again if you don’t want to

but if you do want to get back on the board, he’ll be there to guide you all the way

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SK8 THE INFINITY (Late Valentines Special Headcannon

(A/n: I HAVE BECOME A SLUT FOR THIS SERIES SK8 THE INFINITY GIVES ME SO MUCH LIFE EVEN THOUGH ITS STILL SO NEW! DIDNT HAVE TIME YESTERDAY SO HERES THE LATE VALENTINES SPECIAL WITH THE MAINS FROM SK8 THE INFINITY)

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Langa Hasegawa

-Sweet clueless child is a complete idiot when it comes to love and to make it worse you’re dense to his advances.

-Met you at school with Reki and would try to be as close to you as possible, letting you borrow his board so he could enjoy your smile as you skated.

-Due to personal reasons you were extremely touch starved and Langa was more then willing to hug you all day long but he’d find himself staring at your lips in want.

-Once Valentines came around he felt like finally confessing to you despite the holiday being a total cliche.

-Decided to make you chocolates, unfortunately he kept burning the batches so he had to ask his mom for help which resulted in her finding out about you.

-Wrote a message on the chocolates himself despite his terrible penmanship and hoped you would appreciate it and accept him.

-Almost forgets the chocolates the next day since he overslept and was late for school, wishes you a good morning over texts and asks you to meet him at the front gates to talk to you.

-Was bombarded by fan girls at school that wanted to give him gifts and found himself bumping into someone, just so happened to be you, but he realizes that he knocked something out of your hands and it got crushed under another girls foot.

-For the first time ever he actually saw your face pale and tears prick the corner of your (e/c) hues, he growled under his breathe shouting at everyone to leave as he wrapped his arms around you.

-You didn’t hug him back, you just silently cried somehow not making a sound and he sighed seeing you upset.

-“I’m sorry they crushed your gift, were you giving it to someone?”, he tried to hide the jealousy in his voice as he wiped away your tears.

-You nodded your head before explaining that they were meant for him. He blushed of course but a goofy grin plastered itself on his face as he cupped your cheeks and slammed a kiss against your sweet warm lips.

-He pulled away leaving you a stuttering mess as he presented you his little pink gift box. You took it and opened it giggling at what he had wrote, “We’re already friends Langa.”, you giggled showing him his incorrect kanji.

-“N-no I-I meant boyfriend, can I be your boyfriend pretty please?”, he begged as if he still had no chance with you.

-You giggled and smiled again before cupping his cheeks and returning his sweet kiss from before. Successful Valentines Confession.

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Reki Kyan

-Y’all already been dating but this was your first Valentines together so he wanted to make it special.

-“Gotta head to work bye Reki.”, you hummed kissing his lips sweetly before you skated away on your board.

-He smiled watching you disappear into the sunset but once you were out of sight he bolted the rest of the way home.

-He’s not your ordinary guy and he loves skateboarding so he wanted to protray his feelings for skateboarding and you into his next project.

-Stayed up day and night in order to finish it and rushed to your house Valentines morning to spend the day with you before he presented your gift to you.

-Treated you to your favorite ice cream shop and a shopping spree at the plush store where you excitedly bought all the cute anime and animal plushes you had been dying for.

-You presented his gift to him around noon by taking him to a very special skateboard shop that your dad owned, he got first dibs at all the latest equipment and parts he needed for future projects and you couldn’t help smiling as he gasped at your father for letting him keep everything he had picked out and wanted.

-Your dad dropped you both off at Reki’s house in a pick up truck since Reki and gotten so much and helped unload it while you went in to greet his mother and sisters.

-He ran to his garage to get your gift but started getting nervous thinking that you wouldn’t like it.

-“S-she’ll like it I know she will. (Y/n)’s always spoiling me so this will pay her back for being so wonderful to me.”, he thought hugging the board tight to his chest as he ran back in to see you.

-“H-hey (Y/n), can you come here for a sec?”

-He could hear you running towards him and smiled nervously as he hid the board behind his back.

-Has you close your eyes and places the board deck side down in your arms so you can see the custom design he made for you on the back.

-You absolutely screech in joy seeing the new board in your arms, you couldn’t believe it was actually yours. Reki has to grab you by the cheeks hold you in place and tell you it was yours like five times just for you to believe him.

-You can’t help but throw yourself against him to hug him and kiss his pudgy face all over while chanting ‘I love you’ over and over again.

-He’s so happy you like your new board, he’s so overwhelmed by your affection but he absolutely adores you and kisses you one more time before dragging you off to his room for a movie and cuddles.

-A dorky sweetheart you can’t tell me otherwise.

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Miya Chinen

-YOU ARE VIDEO GAME BUDDIES!

-Met during an online gaming tournament, you actually beat him, you became rivals for each other.

-When you both met in real life he absolutely adored you, sweet, kind, outgoing, and obviously taller than him, he couldn’t help the blush that rose to his face upon meeting you.

-You two were a match made in heaven but he couldn’t bring himself to confess to you no matter how hard he tried and then he found out you had a crush on a boy from your school.

-Helps you shop for the perfect gift for your crush despite it breaking his heart and finds himself still buying you something in hopes of confessing to you first.

-Has a little Bunny plush holding a single sunflower in its arms in his room since he couldn’t bring himself to confess to you the day of Valentines.

-Doesn’t hear from you about your confession until the day after when your both playing online against each other.

-“Come on (Y/n), you could’ve easily deflected that! Don’t become a slime on me now player two.”, Miya yells into his mic regretting it immediately when he hears you sigh.

-“Sorry Miya I’m just not feeling it tonight, I’m gonna go to bed see ya later.”

-Your sad he can tell instantly from the sound of your voice, calls you on the phone to demand an explanation on why your sad and you burst into tears on the other side.

-“S-sorry...hkk...i-it’s just that I let myself get played. I got heartbroken yesterday by the guy I liked and I realized that I’m pretty much a weirdo that no one wants to be with. He laughed at me and tossed my gift out the third story window of the school and walked away with a prettier girl in his arms.”

-You don’t hear anything from Miya and sigh hearing the call end unbeknownst to you Miya was skating his way to your house as fast as he could to comfort you, his Valentines gift in his arms.

-You jump when you hearing tapping on your window and watch as Miya sneaks in with a little rabbit in his arms.

-“Then be my weirdo! Stay by my side and we can be weirdos together, you don’t need that slime ball when I wanna be the grand knight that protects my princess!”, Miya screamed extending the gift to you in hopes that you would accept his feelings.

-He feels the rabbit leave his hands and opens his eyes to see you smiling through your tears, he kinda panics and wipes away your tears with his sleeves and just holds you.

-He presses his for head against yours and sighs, “You don’t have to answer right now it’s just that...I-I umm...I want to be the Link to your Zelda i-if you know what I mean.”

-You giggle and hug him thanking him for his kind words and softly whisper, “I love you, Miya, and thank you.”, into his ear making him smile against your shoulder.

-Sweet baby boy!

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Kaoru Sakurashiki

-This dipshit works Valentine’s Day and forgets about it due to all the orders for custom calligraphy messages for couples.

-Annoyed by all the sappy messages and honestly putting half his effort in any of them.

-Forgets he has an interview that day until he hears a knock at his office door and you nervously enter.

-His heart races seeing you for the first time, you look so adorable in your business casual outfit, and your nervous smile has him falling over himself.

-“H-hello my name is (L/n) (F/n), I-it’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Sakurashiki.”

-“She’s beautiful like a cherry blossom.”, he thought to himself.

-Overall the interview goes great, you’re just a year younger then him looking for a new job to pay for your new home.

-Loves you a lot and asks you to start immediately as his new secretary, you accept and start getting right to work. Eventually he notices you running around in your socks since your feet were hurting from the heels.

-Treats you to dinner once the shop is closed to welcome you to the team and falls in love with you more as you talk more about yourself.

-You are playful but still you have a calm and collected mind something he admires greatly.

-Waits till next Valentines to properly confess to you since he found it extremely hard to put his feelings into words.

-You surprisingly accept and he treats you to a rooftop diner where you both share a sweet dance under the moonlight.

-Dubs you his Blossom and spoils you with sweet gestures and shy kisses until he’s confident enough to kiss you properly.

-Laughs when he finds out you are jealous of Carla (his skateboard), you fume and decide to race him at S which shocks him because he didn’t know you could even skate.

-Absolutely loses it seeing you in your S wardrobe, a rather revealing kunoichi styled outfit that showed all the right parts leaving him wanting more.

-“Well Cherry Blossom let’s see what you can do.”, you smirked behind your fox mask.

-You end up slaughtering him in the race just from pure skill alone, Karla couldn’t keep up with your calculations and you won by a landslide.

-Gets jealous of the fan boys that suddenly accumulate over you once the race is finish, takes off both of your masks so he can kiss you silly.

“I won jealous cherry.”

“Shut up and kiss me little blossom.”

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Kojiro Nanjo

-This large himbo had a whole plan to make you extremely jealous by flirting with other women until you were furious with him before surprising you with a special hotel room that he rented out for just the two of you for Valentines.

-Unfortunately he was unaware of some bullying and self esteem issues you were having because of work so you patience with him dried out fast.

-“Huh baby cakes what’s the mat-“

-“If they’re so pretty why don’t you just stay with them instead of someone useless and ugly like me!”

-Regrets everything he said as soon as he sees you running away in tears, ditches the fans immediately and skates off to find you but you’re already long gone.

-Calls Cherry who has you weeping in his arms and groans as his old friend starts scolding him for being a ‘Heartless Dumbass Gorilla’.

-Hugs you as soon as he sees you practically tackling you and Cherry in the process and begs for your forgiveness.

-You pout and refuse to forgive him which in turn makes him sigh, he scoops you up in his arms and tosses you over his shoulder to carry you away despite your protest and skates off to the hotel.

-“I swear I didn’t mean to hurt you, I wanted to make you jealous and then spoil you rotten. This wasn’t how I wanted today but if you’ll let me I’d still like to spoil you and make it up to you.”, Joe admits in a soft voice.

-You agree hesitantly and he puts you down, cups your face, and presses a tender kiss against your plump lips. Smiles against your lips when he feels your cheeks heat up.

-Takes you to the hotel, chuckles at your shocked expression to the huge lavish room and invites you for champagne in the jacuzzi.

-Leans you against his chest and wraps an arm around your waist, whispers sweet compliments and praises into your ear until a goofy smile is plastered over your face.

-Smothers you in kisses and cuddles even if you playfully try to escape his strong arms.

-Watches sappy movies with you and holds you tightly until your glowing with joy. Kisses you good night as he snuggles his head into your adorable chest and happily nods off to sleep as you play with his curly green hair.

“Happy Valentine’s Day love, I’m sorry and thank you for today beautiful.”, Joe hums kissing your cleavage sweetly.

“I’m sorry I ruined your surprise, thank you handsome.”

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Hiromi Higa

-Meets you the 13th when you come in to buy flowers, there’s such a sad aura about you that he can’t help but gift you a fresh pink rose that brings a sweet smile to your face.

-Instantly falls for you as you ask for an arrangement to take to a funeral of a dear friend.

-Makes you a beautiful arrangement himself and let’s you take it free of charge despite your argument to pay.

-“Just try to be happy for me and that’s enough, you look beautiful when you smile.”, he simply says making a blush roll across your face.

-As nightfall hits the city he dawns his Shadow look for S and starts heading over but he stops after hearing a scream and finds you being attacked by a small group of idiots.

-Instantly picks a fight with them in order to defend you and wins just from knocking one out with a single punch and scaring the others away with a glare.

-Sees you trembling on the floor with a hand covering your left arm and sighs seeing the blood, you had been slashed by one of their blades so he carefully wraps it with an extra cloth that he had and picks you up carrying you to the train station.

-“Stay safe little flower, I won’t always be able to save you.”, he grins at you making you blush for some strange reason.

-“T-thank you for saving me.”

-He smiles at you and leans forward leaving a purple lipstick mark on your cheek as he disappears from sight.

-He skates his best that night at S while thinking of you.

-You appear again in the flower shop the next day, a bandage wrapped around your arm and a shy smile on your face as you walk up to him.

-He’s surprised to see you again so soon and prays that you didn’t recognize him from last night.

-You smile and press a kiss to his cheek, leaving a red stain on his cheek that has his face flaming up in embarrassment.

-You hand him back his cloth and a note and rush out of the store while shouting, “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

“H-huh well seems she did notice m-ehh... i-is this her phone number?”

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honey and glass (like sticky sweet ash)

Reki watches as Langa laughs, his head tilted back as the rain hit his face. Langa has seen the rain before, but everytime still, without fail, he runs into it, still fully clothed.Reki didn't care much for it- the humidity makes his hair flat and it gets in his face, somehow making it get all tangled at the same time- but he adored watching Langa as he all but danced in the rain.

To Reki, Langa is beautiful. It's almost as if he was made of glass, his pale skin adding to the image, with traces of honey in the way he smiled. Watching him skate, so focused, so happy, left the taste of bittersweet sugar and rum in the back of Reki’s throat, oddly enough. Maybe it's because of how, when Langa flies so high, he's highlighted by any light in the area, giving him the appearance of being bathed in holy light. And Reki is always gripped with the thought that one day, Langa was going to fly so far ahead of him, that he would never turn back. He wouldn't even look at Reki anymore.

Because Reki is nothing more than a burden to Langa. No… he wasn't, right? Because Langa had told him so, after their fight. He’d told him that he wants to skate for infinity with him, and only him, and that without him, skating was no fun.

But that couldn't be right… Reki is nowhere near as good at Langa at skating. He wasn't worthy of Langa’s love or attention, either. Langa is an angel on earth, while Reki is nothing more than a moth scuttling after his light and honey.

Gods. Reki hates this feeling. This feeling of never being enough, of basically believing himself to be the dirt under Langa’s shoe. How did Langa do it? How did he always stay on top of things, keep so much confidence in himself and his own damn name? Why couldn't Reki ever obtain that same confidence?

Reki wants to be mad. To be angry. At Langa, for finding it so easy, to know that he was the main character of his own life and story. While Reki? Reki struggles to think of himself as anything more than a side character that no one cares about. Because why wouldn't they think that?

But watching Langa prance so happily in the rain, hair soaked, clothes drenched and plastered to his skin, he found it hard to be angry at him. Impossible, even. Because it's not Langa’s fault that he's so fucking sad.

He sighs heavily, looking down at the wet ground, only for a pair of familiar converse to enter his vision, shortly followed by a pale hand. His eyes widen, and he looks up, finding Langa above him, a bright, patient smile on his lips, and Reki is hit once more by the sticky sweet taste on his tongue, just by looking at him.

“Why don't you join me?” Langa suggested, and Reki stares at his damp hand. His fingers are curled ever so slightly, palm facing upwards.

Reki stares at it for a moment longer, before he finally takes it, allowing himself to be gently pulled to his feet. Langa’s smile broadens, and Reki is nearly blinded by how beautifully bright it was. One of Langa’s hands comes to rest on his hip, the other gripping his. Reki can already feel heat pooling in his gut, and he carefully holds Langa in return, treating him like he's fragile glass. Because he is glass- he's not fragile, but Reki still doesn't feel worthy enough to actually touch him.

His clothes quickly become drenched, and he hates how the fabric clings to his skin, but he doesn't say anything. Langa was giving him attention again, and while he may not deserve it, he craved it.

“What's bothering you?” Langa asked suddenly, breaking him from his thoughts rather forcefully. Reki blinks at him owlishly, surprised at how quickly Langa was picking up on his feelings today. Recently, Langa has been in tune with Reki’s turbulent emotions and mood drops, probably wanting to prevent anything like the fight from happening again. That thought makes Reki feel guilty all over again for doing that to Langa in the first place, and he lets out a heavy sigh as he's led along in a slow dance.

The rain pelts against his back and sides, his hair getting plastered to his scalp and forehead. He uses this opportunity to hide his face under his red curls, ashamed that he's still feeling like this when Langa was so patient and kind to him. He really is worthless, needing constant reassurance that he was something.

“I…” Reki trailed off, suddenly finding it hard to speak. Langa doesn't push him, instead continuing their easy dance through the rain. He lowers his head, letting his chin hit his chest. “Langa… am I- am I enough?”

Langa hums softly, and slows their movements down even further, bringing his hand resting on Reki’s waist upwards. Deft fingers brush drenched curls from his forehead with a gentleness that makes Reki want to cry, especially when he sees the expression Langa had as he stares down at him, so full of admiration and pure love.

“Reki,” Langa began, and his fingers curled around the back of Reki’s head carefully, caressing it tenderly. He leans forward, letting their foreheads meet, their noses brushing, their breaths mingling. And even though they've been a pair for some time now, and have kissed before, Reki’s breath is still stolen from his lungs at the closeness. He blinks, eyes slowly drifting to Langa’s soft pink lips. He knows if they kissed now, he'd taste nothing but that burnt sugar and rum. “You are more than enough. And don't worry, I don't mind telling you that. Because I love you, and never want you to think of yourself less than me. Are you thinking that now?”

At Reki’s shy nod, Langa smiles softly, his fingertips playing with the hair on the back of his head. “You're not, Reki,” Langa said with so much conviction, Reki has to believe him. “And you never will be less than me. Because you are perfect and beautiful how you are now. I'll stay with you and continue to remind you of this until you can one day believe it yourself.”

The corners of Reki’s eyes sting, and he knows he's crying. Thankfully, the rain should cover their tracks, and make it discernible. But of course, somehow, Langa notices, and he uses his free hand to tenderly wipe the tears away, even if it doesn't do much against the rain drops.

“May I kiss you now, Reki?” Langa asks, ever so patient. He always asks Reki for his consent first, and Reki returns the favor. Neither ever want to make the other uncomfortable.

Reki nods again, head jerking up and down sharply. Langa smiles at him warmly once more, and then leans forward all the way, their lips coming together in a gentle kiss.

As always, Langa’s lips are soft and warm, without a bit of chapping to them. Their mouths fit perfectly together, and when Reki’s tongue shyly comes to Langa’s lips, he can feel the taller boy smile once more before he allows entry. Instantly, Reki is hit with the sweet, sweet taste that was just so Langa. Burnt sugar and a little bit of rum. He doesn't know why Langa has this taste, but he's come to know it so well, to seek it out and desire it.

They stay together in the rain for a while longer, until Reki sneezes and Langa rushes him home to warm him up.

Reki doesn't feel as empty the rest of the day.

[k3ithsk0gane]

the sk8 page From Animedia August Issue:

Questions:

1. Where do you want to go for a summer date?

2. If there's suddenly an unexpected evening shower/rain, what will you do to make the situation better?

Reki

1. Sooner or later, he'll bring u to a skatepark. Then, maybe a theme park, bc having fun is very much like Reki. At a water slide, he's gonna make drench u in water so be careful girls! (renga amusement park date when??)

2. He'll lend you his towel. Just like with his sisters, he'll help & prioritize u before himself (let me hug him pls bb)

Langa

1. He dislikes hot weather so he’ll probably go to an aquarium. But he's usually not the one to initiate, so he'll just follow. (this is why the renga date is at an amusement park bc Langa just 🧍‍♂️)

2. Unfortunately, he won't realize. He'll just stare blankly and wait for the rain to stop. I'm sorry but pls give him a towel (langa really said: 👁👄👁)

Miya

1. He likes animals so a date at the zoo. He'll be the lead first, but once he sees animals, he'll act like his age. Petting area is a must! (He likes all the big cats and just sits and stares at them)

2. He'll be prepared with a foldable umbrella. But because of the size, you might still get wet, but he'll try to extend his reach! (smol)

Shadow

1. Date at a flower field. He likes flowers so he'll probably bring u to those spots. He'll also protect u from the bees, so I'm sure it's gonna be a lovely date (so precious shadow 100/10 best boyfriend material)

2. His body is big so he'll cover u from the rain. And when you're taking shelter, he'll go buy an umbrella (he just engulfs you in his arms. sticks you under his shirt hfhdjf)

Cherry

1. Art gallery and museum dates. He'll also bring you to the sea on his motorcycle, so it's a drive date. The bike is a sports type (Carla), so hug him tightly! (him brining his main hoe on a date with his side hoe ok)

2. Carla's AI assistance can predict the rain, but if it happens, you'll see cool Sakurayashiki protecting u. Or perhaps if he's soaked in downpour, you can see a rare sight of him? (nah he’d be angry and spend more time complaining about how he knew we shouldn’t have gone out and stayed in instead)

Joe

1. A summer festival, he's def a party person. You can have fun eating while walking. He might just want to spend time with girls wearing yukata…(so…cherry)

2. "Aw you're soaked!" He'll probably laugh with you. He'll take off his shirt to show off, and the tank top shapes his muscles (you’re damn right I’m soaked lmao)

ADAM

1. Even tho it's hot, he'll bring u to an even hotter place. Since he loves to entertain, he'll say "it's a secret until we reach the place" He'll bring u to unexpected places, like lava. (HUH??? he said let’s take a trip to hell and love hug satan)

2. You'll be charmed seeing ADAM drenched. Once your eyes met, you'll fall in love. (he’s like lmao sike you’re not snow or my dog akdfks (sorry))

Tadashi

1. Date at home. He's not an active person, & he wants to spend time with a person he can let his guard down with so both of u can relax. Maybe u can see another side of him when he removes his emotionless mask?! (he’s like here put this collar on me so you can see my true self woof woof 🐶)

2. He'll say excuse me & take a handkerchief to wipe you politely (I’d rather stay wet thx)

translation cred to @ lau_ren_s on Twitter :)

[lovelynim]

The Hardest Boss Fight

Sk8 the Infinity - Reki and Langa & Miya

A/N: So first things first, sorry I took sooo long to finish this request. I got busy with college, and farming on Elsword. I wanted to make something really good for my first anon request, so I really hope whoever requested this one, enjoy how it turned out and have a good time reading this! god, i’m nervous

Summary: Planning to stay over the night, Miya arrive just in time to find Langa and Reki messing with each other, but their focus might change when they found out some precious information about the bratty athlete.

Word count: 1763 words

The sun was slowly setting, the yellow shades covering the whole view while Miya calmly made his way up the hill, towards Reki's home. Managing to get a break from his training, the brunette could enjoy a free weekend, fact that gave the redheaded the idea to host a sleepover at his place.

Things going as smoothly as they could be, Miya arrived in front of the house not long after, with his bag hanging over his right shoulder and holding his board with the other hand. He pressed the door bell, looking around as he waited for someone to come.

"Ah, hello! You must be Reki's friend", a woman side as she opened the door to the boy. "Langa arrived already, the are at the bedroom, please, come in!"

He politely replied the woman, leaving his shoes at the entrance and taking the directions gave to him and making his way to the said room. The boy was dragging his bag around the hallway, not able to hide a little smile on his face. It had been a while since he was invited to one sleepover, even more time that he was allowed to join one.

As Miya got close, he stared to hear a few sounds, something stomping in the distance, someone bumping into the furniture. He tilted his head, it looked like it was coming from Reki's room, what would he be doing?

The younger sprinted, now able to hear that slime's voice, being as loud as usual, even more. Something that resembled a scream was followed by what seemed to be laugher, a bubbly and loud, carefree, stream of giggles. He hesitated, but pushed the door open.

"PLEHEHeheahahah- g-give mehehehee a br-breahahahaek!!" Reki pleaded, trashing his head side to side, throwing it back as he squirmed, his arms clamped down, pressing against his own sides in an attempt to protect himself while his legs flailed around, kicking the air. It tickled so bad, his body could barely move. The redheaded felt his cheeks hurt from smiling, his eyes getting watery and his face completly flushed.

"Give up and I'll stop!" was the firm reply that came from the other side, Langa, who was straddling Reki's stomach, had both his hands on the redheaded's underarms, kneading and scratching the sensitive skin mercilessly, moving his fingers however he could in the little space he had, but getting the results he wanted anyway. Langa laughed along Reki, not having the least intention to go easy on him, it was a fight, no, a war, after all.

"Uhh... Hi?", Miya tried to call their attention, having Langa glancing at him with a friendly smile and casually starting to talk to him, as if he wasn't 'torturing' someone with his very own bare hands.

"Ah, you arrived. Look, Reki, Miya's already here", he quickly turned back to look at the laughing mess under him, using a rather teasingly voice tone.

"M-Miyahahah, hel- GAHahah, hehehehlp!" Reki plead through laugher, getting interrupted by his own giggles when Langa started using a little more pressure to make him shut.

"What are you two doing?", the brunette asked, honestly curious, speaking a little louder, since whatever the blue haired did, it seemed that it made the other get even more noisy.

"Ah, Reki just picked a fight with the wron-"

"AHAHAhahah, u-uncleheheh, I-I gihihive uhuhUHUP! S-STAHAHAP!!"

"Finally! I was starting to get tired", Langa said with a victorious look on his face, stop moving his fingers and taking his hands away, finally letting the other rest. "As I was saying, he picked a fight with the wrong person."

Miya was slightly scared, Reki's soul seemed to have left his body after getting wrecked like that, watching as the boy heavily gasped for air, but, in the end, Reki was still smiling.

"T-that... was intense... hahah", he said with a weak voice, letting his body sink in the mattress as he recovered his energy.

"It sounded intense, I could hear you crying in my way here." Miya commented, not losing the chance to take his part in the teasing as well.

"I wasn't crying!", the reply came as fast as light itself, Reki sitting down and turning to younger, as if he wasn't a puddle of a laughing goo a few seconds ago.

"You totally were.", the canadian said, starting to poke the boy's tummy under him. "Right? You were crying, weren't you?"

"L-Langahahah, noo", he pleaded, grabbing both the blue haired's wrists this time and managing to push them away once for all, laying his head back again as he rested.

Miya remained quiet, just watching the whole scene. The athlete pulled his game out of his bag, making himself comfortable in the chair in front of Reki's desk, while the two of them goofed around, teasing each other about their ticklishness and so, hearing a yelp or a gasp every once in a while as they kept playing. Eventually drifting away, the brunette muttered, just loud enough to be hear. "You look like two toddlers."

"Look who is the one talking.", Langa commented as he stopped, taking his hands away from Reki once again and turning his attention to the smaller boy, thinking for a few seconds before ask, with a smirk on his lips, the first thing that came to his mind. "By the way, are you ticklish, Miya? ~"

The shiver running up his spine with those words could be felt right away, but before he could think about any excuse, Reki, already supporting his torso on his elbows answered. "He is, I played with him a while ago after practice...", the redheaded already had the same line of thought, having the same mischievous smile as the his friend.

"Oh... ~", the blue haired hummed in a pleased tone, exchanging looks with the one under him as if they were having a whole conversation just by staring at each other.  "Then-"

"No, don't even think about it," the younger replied, trying to keep things, his reactions included, under control. As he remained focusing on his game, the other two discussed something else in a lower tone, which he couldn't quite hear.

"But I didn't even said anythin-"

"That's why I told you to not even think. Besides, I can't pause the game right now."

Langa slowly slide off Reki's lap, freeing the other as they both moved closer to Miya, with Reki sitting on the ground in front of him and Langa standing by his sides. The feeling of being cornered growing, concerning Miya, but he was almost at the boss stage, just a few enemies in his game left and he could run away from that, just needed to endure a little more...

"Really? What game is it?", using both his hands to poke each of boy's exposed sides, taking advantage of the fact he was using his hands to hold the gameboy, he wouldn't be able to fight back. "Is it that hard? You seem tense.", Langa teasingly said, peeking over to see how the game was going.

Bitting his inner lip to prevent any other major reaction, Miya waited for a few seconds, making sure he would manage to speak. "Don't make things harder... you know how long it took for me to reach this bohohoss- AH! Stop it, slime!" he whined, pushing Reki's hand away from his socked sole with the other foot, not realising the couple's idea.

"But you are so good at it... I bet you can still beat him, even... with a little bit of extra challenge"

"N-nohoho!!", Miya pleaded, squirming in the chair as the other behind him started squeezing his waist lightly, clamping his elbows against his sides as he tried to focus on the game, his lips twitching with the urge to smile, to laugh.

"See? You are handing it out pretty well..." Langa pointed out, just before Reki brought one of the boy's legs to an arm lock, starting to scribble over the right fabric, eager to see the athlete crack up.

The blush slowly on his cheeks slowly become more intense, there is no way he couldn't block it all, even if he focused on the boss fight, the sensation was slowly getting more and more intense. The brunette greeted his teeth, his lips giving up and the smile already forming on his face.

It was almost like a speed run of the game, Miya was trying every item and combo as fast as he could, panicking whenever he got hit because of a body spasm. Reki and Langa, on the other hand, were having fun seeing the younger struggle so hard, they weren't even going for the blocked spots, just teasing the exposed ones, after all, they knew how upset the other would get if the tickling became too much to the point he would lost the game, however, even the slow scribbles at his foot and the clawing over his tummy were taking him to the edge of laughing.

No matter how much he pressed his arms or curled his toes, the tickling seemed to not become any more bearable. Hitting Langa's arms with his elbows or kicking Reki's back, both also seemed to bring him no results other than a more intense teasing, as some kind of punishing for using such a violent way to fight back.

The HP bar was going lower and lower, the boss was not even that hard anymore, the tickling was a much bigger problem to the younger right now. With the last bits of focus he had left, the younger managed to kill the boss, the victorious sound effect of trumpets caught Reki's attetion. "Oh, he did it?"

"Yes, it says 'Victory!' on the screen!", he pointed out, both him and Reki stopping the tickly assault, leaving Miya panting on the chair, who released a loud gasp, finally able to relax, both because of the game and the end of the teasings. "You two... ugh", he cried out, placing the game down on his lap.

"So, the game is over now?", the one behind him asked.

"Ah, no... there is one more world left- No."

"Yes! Start it, let's keep playing! I bet you can finish it!"

"No, I'm not starting until you two get away from me!"

The little arguing continued for a few more minutes, but the original topic was slowly forgot as the whole discussing lead another fight, similar to the one Reki and Langa had earlier that day. That was going to be a long sleepover, filled with boss fights and laughs.

[fandomsnfluff]

can you do a prompt with "Can you...tickle me?" with reki getting cheer up tickles from langa because he's been feeling sad and langa teases him about it and laughs along with reki

yeah of course!! this sounds really cute, i’d be happy to do this!!

my sunshine

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Lately Langa had gotten really good at reading Reki.

He was pretty sure it was because he was getting closer to the energetic little redhead; at this point, regardless of the face that Reki was making or the words that were coming out of his mouth, he could always sense something deeper within him. This skill rarely came with interpersonal relationships; he’s only ever experienced with his parents before. But it was remarkable to him that he was able to foster this skill with someone outside of his family.

He felt that it made Reki special to him.

Especially now, Langa felt that it was important to really learn how to use and act on this special skill. Lately, Reki had seemed rather down; he was sure he was just going through a depressive episode again, covering up his hurt with a smile, but he figured that it wouldn’t hurt just to check in on him.

“Reki?” Langa called as he knocked on the door to his room. “It’s me.”

No response. Quietly he proceeded to open and then quickly close the door behind him, putting his bag down in the corner of his room. Turning his head to the left, he spotted Reki lying on his back on his bed, limbs sprawled out in all directions.

“Reki? Are you all right?”

The redhead only sighed, slowly moving his eyes to look at Langa through his corner vision. “Hey.”

The response was enough to make Langa give a soft smile. “How are you feeling right now?”

Reki just sighed again, but then he patted the spot on the bed, indicating that Langa should sit. Of course, the taller teen obliged.

“I think I’m having a block again,” Reki said after a few moments. “I just don’t have the motivation to skate right now, or build, or do anything related to such. I don’t really think I’m depressed, I just...can’t bring myself to do anything skating-related right now, you know?”

Langa nodded slowly, the experience he was describing reminding him painfully of the time when he stopped showing up to S, when he was so sure that Reki was mad at him for some reason. He didn’t want that to ever happen between the two of them again, so he made a vow to stay by Reki’s side, at least as much as he could, until he got through this okay.

“That’s all right.” Langa smiled softly and reached down to gently rake his fingers through Reki’s hair. It was so soft and thick, and so red, just like his personality. “I’ll be by your side through this, all right?”

Reki gave a small smile, before his face suddenly turned red. He shyly poked at his chin before turning to Langa. “Hey, Langa...?” he murmured shyly. He hesitated just for a small bit before prompting his next request. “Can you...tickle me?”

It was now Langa’s turn to blush at the rather...unprecedented request. He was surprised, but admittedly a bit confused. Didn’t Reki hate being tickled? And didn’t he always try to squirm away and beg for him to stop? Maybe the redhead desperately just wanted to laugh again, even in the midst of this difficult period.

Maybe it would be fun, Langa decided. Reki hadn’t stopped staring at him, though; he was definitely expecting something. Langa gave a soft smile, suddenly feeling a bit mischievous, before diving straight into the other’s armpits.

And, as he expected, the laughter immediately flew from the redhead’s lips, after a few adorable sputtering sounds. The sheer look on Reki’s face made Langa think that the request was something that he instantly regretted making, but there was no way he was going to stop any time soon, at least until he was satisfied with what he heard. He pinched up and down the other teen’s side, making him absolutely howl with mirth, screaming and kicking in an attempt to get away.

“IIYAAAHAHAHAAHAHA LAHAHANGA!!!” Reki screeched pathetically. “I TAHAHAKE IT BAHAHACK STAHAHAHAP!!!”

Langa, on the other hand, wasn’t quite done yet. Letting go of Reki’s torso, he took a hold of the other’s leg, all while hearing him call out, “NONONONO!!!” But of course, Langa didn’t listen, and he began to wiggle his fingers along the sole of his foot.

It was as if the gesture caused the other to descend into a completely different universe; his laugh completely changed pitch and intensity, and his whole body began to spasm. Langa smirked, giggling to himself as he continued to tickle the redhead’s poor, defenseless foot, making him absolutely scream and kick out with all his might.

Very quickly, Langa was no longer able to hear Reki laughing, only a hoarse breathing sound. Alarmed, he quickly stopped, turning his head to look at him, but he was only lying there on his back, panting. Relieved, Langa smiled at him.

“You really got me there,” Reki panted, sitting up to look into Langa’s eyes. Despite all of the torture that he had just endured, he smiled, leaning forward to press a kiss to the taller teen’s lips. “I really needed that. Thank you.”

And in that moment, Langa knew he was complete.

[rekisboard]

Sk8 mutant au cause I’m bored

Basically they live in a world in where mutants are hated by others and are always captured to be killed or sold for. Some mutants end up going on rampages and destroy entire towns based on how strong they are.

Langa was held in captivity in Canada for his terrifying mutant ability. He can turn himself into a giant yeti and sometimes losses focus while he is in that state leading him to have almost wiped out towns until he was captured. He escapes though one day and is saved by other mutants.

Reki is one of the mutants that saves him. His mutation is the ability to manipulate and create things. He helps Langa calm down when he is about to go on rampages by manipulating the area around him to where he sees a quiet forest. It always works and Langa ends up falling asleep every time.

Miya is another mutant who has similar abilities to Langa. He can turn into a black panther but he is able to maintain focus and control over it. He helps Langa try and focus as well.

Joe isn’t a mutant but he doesn’t mind. He loves learning about all them though especially since his boyfriend is one too. Reki sometimes freaks out while using his and Joe is always the one to help him calm down.

Cherry blossom can draw in the air and create things. He loves doing it and creating mini birds it calms him down from his anxiety he has.

Shadow isn’t a mutant either but like Joe he doesn’t mind either. Infact he loves not being a mutant since mutants seem to always be hunted down, but he’d rather have them safe so he helps whoever he can.

They live in a small abandoned hotel in a deserted town, they go out and find other mutants that are running from people trying to kill them and they save them and help them go to a safer place.

Miya scouts around with Joe looking for people to help throughout the day and Langa goes out with Reki during the night. He’s also calmer at night which is a good practice to help him stay focused while he is transformed.

AD*M runs an underground black market for selling mutants. He famously known for it and because of how good he is, governments will brush over him, they even buy mutants from him. But nobody knows that he is actually a mutant himself, he has access to a reality he created that he can take people to and manipulate them to stay there forever.

AD*M sees Reki as a giant threat to him considering Reki has a similar Mutation to him. He wants Langa to stay with him but Reki is always there to break that manipulative state whenever he tries capturing him.

Damn I wanna make this a fic now.

[reki-of-the-valley]

@that-was-anticlimactic

Hi. I said I had to write that last scene. I just couldn't get it out of my head. So have a thing that was written in an hour with a very tired brain

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“Tikki, spots off.”

Reki slumps against the wall, sighing as the suit falls. The kwami spins around him, searching for a cookie to replenish her strength, and with a slight smile, he gives it to her. He smiles as she chomps it down, but his smile is painful. Something so natural to him feels awful, his cheek throbbing as he brings his hand to it. Another bruise. Another bruise he’ll have to find an excuse for.

“Gonna have fun hiding this one…”

“I’m sorry the lucky charm couldn’t make it go away.”

The boy shakes his head as Tikki nuzzles his cheek, her little magic tingling against his skin. It already feels less painful, but he knows the mark is still there. He knows the deep color will appear shortly if it isn’t already evident. But as he pulls out his buzzing phone from his pocket, he realizes that he doesn’t have time to think about that. He doesn’t have time to worry about the pain against his jaw.

“Tikki, we have to go. We don’t have much time before they make it back to the restaurant.”

As she’s done a million times before, Tikki dives into the hood of Reki’s sweater, getting comfortable against his neck as he runs. He’s winded rather quickly, his energy still depleted from the battle, but he can’t stop. He has to get back to Sia La Luce before anyone else. He has to be there when all his friends get there to question him. He has to be there before they start questioning him as to why he isn’t where he promised he would stay. Because he can’t tell them that he has a duty to fulfill. He can’t tell his friends that he’s the hero everyone waits on whenever anything goes wrong.

He's panting by the time he’s slipping in the back door of the small Italian restaurant. He’s panting and his lungs are burning, but as he crashes against a chair, he feels better already. Each breath hurts, but at least he isn’t running anymore. His whole body is in pain, his energy truly being burnt to the very last of it, but at least he’s where he promised he would be. He doesn’t have to stall for time as Langa texts him that he’ll be over in two minutes. He doesn’t have to come up with a lie as Joe tells him that he’s almost there with Cherry and Miya. He doesn’t have to pretend to be busy in the bathroom when Shadow calls to tell him he’s out front.

With just Shadow, it’s calm. The man doesn’t say anything as he takes a seat across from Reki. He doesn’t say anything besides ask him if there was trouble to which Reki tells him there wasn’t. He doesn’t ask what he did during the akuma attack, he doesn’t ask anything really. It’s one of the things Reki appreciates of Shadow: he doesn’t ask questions. But when the others come in… the storm is evident.

First, it’s Joe. He’s alone, which surprises Reki. It feels like Cherry is always right there, right next to him, never far away despite them insisting that they much rather spend as much time apart as possible. But Joe is alone, clapping Reki on the back as he steps in.

Reki stares at him, waiting for the overflow of questions. He sucks in a breath as he waits, waiting for the worse. He waits, rehearsing his answers over and over in his mind. He waits, but they don’t come which feels worse. He wants someone to question him, ask him if he’s alright, if there was trouble. He wants to answer the questions he’s expecting. He wants to prove that he didn’t move, even it’s a lie. Maybe that’s why he wants to answer the questions, to get rid of the guilt of having broken his promise to his friends, even if it was to save their city.

Reki’s eyes go wide as the restaurant door is opened, Miya rushing to him. He sees Cherry not far behind Miya, but he doesn’t have time to say anything to him. He doesn’t have time to do anything but catch the middle schooler crashing against him, clinging to his waist. He doesn’t have time to do anything but register the fingers that curl around his hoodie, the face burying itself in his chest. He doesn’t have time to do anything except return the hug.

“You—!” Miya gasps, clinging even tighter. “Tell me you didn’t go outside and be stupid.”

“I stayed inside like I promised you.”

“You’re not lying, are you?”

“Why would I lie to you?”

Miya’s eyes meet Reki’s. They’re red and puffy from the choked-up sobs, the one they’ve been trying but failing to hold. Out of habit, Reki wipes the tears away, smiling at his crying friend. It isn’t much, he knows that, but it’s enough to reassure Miya who’s burying their teary face once more.

“Because you’re stupid and, and you don’t want anyone worrying about you but you also think that-! You think that you can save the world all on your own.” Fingers dig into Reki’s skin as they cling to him like a lifeline, something to never be let go of. "You’re so stupid that if you could, you, you would put our literal superheroes out of a job to avoid them getting hurt. You just want to take everything in your hands and make everything better for everyone but you never think of yourself! You-! You have to think of yourself sometimes! You’re-!” They lift their head, distressed green eyes locking with Reki’s. “You’re allowed to be selfish sometimes! Goddamn it, Reki! You’re allowed to think of yourself for once!”

Reki hushes them, holding them tight in a hug as he tucks their head under his chin. He promises he’ll be careful in the future. He promises that nothing bad happened to him. He promises that he is well, that there’s nothing to worry about. He promises whatever Miya wants to hear because nothing is worse than seeing them cry. They’re usually so strong and mocking that seeing them like this, seeing the teary face of a child, it breaks Reki’s heart in two.

“It’s alright, Miya. Everything will be alright.”

It feels nice to have everyone gathered.

It feels nice to have Cherry smile at him. It isn’t a big smile, but it’s enough. A smile from Cherry is the same as a silent declaration of love and care. A silent “I’ll always be there.” And that’s enough to have Reki hiding his face in Miya’s hair.

It feels nice to have Joe’s hand on his shoulder. Reki knows it’s Joe; he recognizes the heat. And as the man gives his shoulder a squeeze, Reki can’t help but smile. He doesn’t lift his head, but he smiles nonetheless. He’s not ready to look at everyone; he might join Miya in their tears if he looks up.

It feels nice to have Shadow ruffle his hair. It pulls a giggle out of him, laughter muffled in Miya’s head. Reki laughs as he finally looks up, giving each adult a smile. They don’t have to be nice to him; they don’t even have to acknowledge him. But they chose to keep him around. They chose to be his friends. And for that, Reki is grateful. It’s been a while since the last time he’s had such amazing friends. And all that’s missing is—

“Is Reki here?”

Reki’s head snaps towards the door that has been slammed open. Langa stands there, disheveled hair and flushed cheeks. His eyes are huge, his chest is heaving, but he doesn’t seem to care. He doesn’t even seem to notice his apparent exhaustion as he runs to Reki, throwing his arms around his neck, barely giving time for Miya to jump out of the way. All he seems to have on his mind is Reki and his safety.

“You’re alright. You’re not hurt and you’re here. Reki, I—” Silent tears stream down Langa’s face as he pulls away, just enough to get a good look at Reki’s face. “I was so scared.”

Reki can see everyone shuffling away. He can see Cherry and Joe exchanging looks, subtle smirks pulling at the corners of their mouths. He can see Shadow dragging Miya away who doesn’t seem too keen on leaving Reki’s side. He even catches Joe’s wink, barely noticeable as he disappears behind the kitchen door, ushering everyone in. Reki sees them all, but his attention is quickly drawn back to Langa, Langa who is holding his face, forcing him to look at him.

“You’re not hurt, are you?”

Reki shakes his head. “I’m fine, dude. Nothing happened. I stayed here like I said I would.”

“It wasn’t too long? You weren’t too bored?” Blue eyes flicker around before coming back to find Reki’s. “I’m sorry I couldn’t stay with you. I… I don’t even have an excuse. I should have.”

“Dude, it’s fine, really. We got separated, it happens. You don’t have to freak out about it. I’m fine.”

“Reki,” Langa’s fingers brush against his cheek before forcing him to tilt his head. Reki feels himself blush as Langa’s eyes fixate on his cheek, on the bruise that must have started to take color. Reki feels his embarrassment blossom under his skin as Langa examines him, seeming far too concerned over a small bruise. “Reki, what happened?”

“Oh, that?” He laughs as he straightens out. His eyes meet Langa’s, blue as the clearest of skies and more focused than Reki’s ever seen. “I… fell? Yeah, dude, it’s fine, I just fell. There was an explosion outside and it kinda startled me and my chair just,” Reki imitates the motion of a chair falling back with his hand, light laughter bubbling out of him to defuse the tension.

“You said nothing happened! An explosion? Reki, are you sure you didn’t get more hurt?”

“I’m fine! Really, nothing happened. Just that. Which was a stupid accident. Not even akuma related.”

Langa sighs as his hands drop from Reki’s face. “You have to be more careful, Reki. A chair has four legs to be on the ground, not for two of them to be up in the air.”

“I know, dude. I’ll try to be more careful next time. Anyway, not like I’m as reckless as that wild kitten running loose in the streets. Now he needs to be more careful.”

It’s always funny to see how Langa blushes at the mention of Chat Noir. Every time, a light rose color dusts his cheeks and ears as he glances away. Reki had once tried asking him if he had a crush on the guy but Langa straight out denied it. It was the first time Reki saw him snap, his blue eyes huge as he insisted that he couldn’t stand him. Something about how he would never be in the same room as him, never in a million years.

It’s a little sad to know that Langa, Reki’s best friend in the whole wide world, is so against anything involving Chat Noir, but Reki has come to accept it. He’s still convinced that there’s a bit of envy in there, a bit of hidden admiration that Langa isn’t ready to admit to. However, it does make it a tad bit harder to talk about, especially given that Reki would love nothing less than to gush about how awesome Chat Noir is and how much he likes him to his best friend. And it wouldn’t be weird to have a crush on one of the two big heroes of Okinawa; probably more than half the population has a crush on him.

“Reki,” Reki once more looks up at Langa. “Does it hurt?”

Reki winces as Langa reaches up again and applies pressure to his cheek. It’s instinctual despite the pain not being all that terrible. The pain is comparable to a pinch, but still, Reki clenches his jaw and squeezes his eyes shut.

The pressure is alleviated, the cold contact of Langa’s fingers leaving Reki’s cheek. The pain disappears, but the touch lingers, Langa’s hand simply tilting Reki’s head once more. And just like that, Reki’s eyes slowly flutter open. It’s slow, a readjustment to the light. It’s slow until his eyes are blown open, a light touch to his bruised cheek grabbing his attention.

Langa quickly pulls back, the palm of his hand covering his mouth and nose. His eyes are big as he steps back. He seems petrified as he backs away from Reki, Reki who can’t help but laugh.

“Dude!” His fingers find his bruised cheek, a spot that once hurt but now feels light and tingly. “Dude, did you just try to kiss my bruise better?”

“I— No! I didn’t—” Langa takes a few steps back again, hand falling from his face to reveal his burning cheeks. “I just… I’m going to go see if Joe needs help.”

And with that, Langa is turning on his heel, huffing as he stuffs his hands in his pockets. He makes a beeline for the kitchen where everyone has gathered. He disappears behind the swinging doors, leaving Reki all alone in the dining area.

“Hey, Tikki?” Reki feels a light nuzzle against his skin, a tingle that almost matches the one under his fingers still pressed to his cheek. “I didn’t just make that up, right? That wasn’t all in my imagination, was it?”