#hanemiya kazutora x reader scenario

[demiesworld]

How They React When You Fight (Tokyo Revengers)

pairings: mikey, draken, baji, chifuyu, mitsuya, kazutora x fem!reader synopsis: reader gets into fights with people warnings: fighting, violence, and swearing

SANO MANJIRO | MIKEY

He doesn’t remember how the beef between you and this girl started, and he doesn’t really care about it. So when you tell him one night that when you see her in person you were gonna quote unquote “whoop her ass” he didn’t take you seriously. Mikey just nodded his head as he mindlessly scrolled through his social media then went off to sleep that night.

It’s not until you and him were walking out of a restaurant after having lunch together that Mikey should have believed in your words. You spotted the girl from the internet walking with a friend of hers. The two were both giggling with each other over something, but you didn’t give two shits. All you saw was red when you saw her. She didn’t notice you charging towards her, and neither did Mikey notice you leaving his side, until you shouted, “RIKA!” and then slugged her. Your closed tight fist landed a strike on her left cheek.

“Y/N!” Mikey shouts, but it’s too late. You were already punching the girl in her face again with a left hook and kicking her in the stomach. Mikey was stunned to say the least as he stood there watching you climb on top of the girl, straddling her then wailing your closed fists on her.

Mikey took a step forward when her friend tried to pull you off of her, but to his surprise again you took her on too. “You want some of this too bitch?!” you yell at her and shove her away from the unmoving body of her friend. The friend was going to say something back to you, but Mikey snuck up behind you, his arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you away from the scene. You were flailing your arms, yelling at him to let you go.

“If I let you go, you’re gonna have a murder case on your hands babe, not happening.”

KEN RYUGUJI | DRAKEN

Draken should have seen this coming from the moment he stepped into the club with you. He remembers you telling him that you were a hot-head, and had little patience for bullshit. Draken took steps into not pissing you off or making you angry in your two’s relationship. A few arguments did happen between you two here and there, but never did they result in any physical violence.

However, nothing could prepare him for when some drunk woman spills her bottle of liquor over your new dress. The liquid stuck to your skin like glue, and the drunk woman had the nerve to laugh at you. You weren’t having that. “Excuse me, but you just spilled your drink on me.”

“Yeah, I did, and?”

“You got three seconds to apologize to me, bitch.”

“Bitch, get the fuck-”

She didn’t finish her sentence because you had secretly grabbed an empty bottle of beer that was sitting on an end table near the corner of the club and whacked it on the side of her head. Glass shattering when it made contact with the woman’s head. She screamed and you began to slug your fist at her face. She backed up, falling to her feet when she slipped on the broken shards of glass on the floor.

Draken saw all of this happening from the booth he was in and he immediately got to his feet. He pushed through the crowd of dancing drunkards to get to you. “Babe, it’s not worth it, it’s time to go.” He yells into your ear, and grabs your upper arm, tugging you away from the incapacitated woman. “You’re lucky my man is here or you would be dead.”

“That’s the last time I’m letting you out of my sight again, Y/N. Damn!”

BAJI KEISUKE

Baji knew that when it came to an argument with you, he knew just to let you have the last word and think that you’ve won. When he first got into an argument with you, Baji ended up talking out of his ass and that got him three things: 1. slept at his momma’s house for a week, 2. no pussy for a week, and 3. a knot on his forehead. His mom asked him what happened for him to get the knot, and he was truthful with her, to which his mother told him never to argue with you again. And he didn’t.

So, in conclusion, Baji learned just to let you have the last word and the impression that you’ve won an argument with him. Now that didn’t necessarily mean that his friends knew. No, they sadly didn’t. It happened at a house party at the Haitani Brother’s house. You were in the kitchen grabbing a beer for you and Baji to drink on.

That’s when Rindou entered the kitchen and was talking to you about your attitude. “…I mean like you’re in my house and you didn’t even say ‘hey’ to me when you walked in. You just gave me a disgusted look like you don’t even fuck with me. What’s up with that?”

“Rindou, shut up and get out of my face, now. I greeted both you and Ran, now leave me the fuck alone.” You sneered, gripping the can of beer in your right hand tighter.

He ignores your warning and presses on, “Put my beer back in my refrigerator then woman, and then I’ll get out of your face.”

As Baji was about to tell Draken and Mitsuya a story from their childhood, he heard the sound of loud pop and all of a sudden the living room got quiet. Followed by a sound of a man screaming and a woman hollering.

“Shit, Y/N!” Baji hisses as he rushes out of his seat to race into the kitchen. Behind him were Draken and Mitsuya, both men curious to see what was going on. The three of them saw Rindou with a bleeding head, clutching it in his hands and kneeling on the floor. Towering above him was you, holding a damaged beer can in your hand. “Y/N what the fuck did you do?!” Baji says.

You turn your body to face your boyfriend, “I told you I didn’t wanna come to this shitshow of a party. Let’s get the fuck out of here Baji, we’re going home!” You throw the can of beer into the sink ignoring Baji’s shouts for you to come back.

TAKASHI MITSUYA

He likes spending time with you and especially when you come around to hang out with him and his two little sisters. They couldn’t get enough of you. So when Mitsuya invited you to the playground to help him babysit, you couldn’t refuse. You and him were on the bench, seated and your eyes were glued to the screen of his phone as he showed you sketches of clothes he had made. The two of you were laughing and smiling when you heard the heartbreaking cry of a little girl and shuffling of feet.

Mana came over crying with her Luna holding onto her as she sobbed. You and Mitsuya were worried as the two sisters walked together and you asked what happened. Luna explained that a boy on the playground pushed Mana off of the swing and took it from her. “Mana, it’s okay big brother is here.” Just then you stood up and walked away from the three siblings. Mitsuya notices and he blinks, “Y/N where are you going?”

You ignored Mitsuya. You went up to the little boy and crossed your arms at him. “Hey little boy, who are you with?” He looked up at you, stopped swinging his legs, and pointed over to a woman. “I’m with my sister,” You tell him that you wanted to talk to her and he calls her over. You tell the sister that he had pushed your boyfriend’s sister off of the swings. You were being polite and explained to her that he should give the swing back to her. “I don’t see a problem here, this is just kids being kids, so if you don’t mind just leaving us alone.”

“You don’t see a problem? Your spoiled little brother just pushed off my boyfriend’s sister from the swing! She could have gotten hurt!”

“Well she’s not hurt is she? No, they’re kids.”

You had enough of reasoning with the woman, so instead you shoved her to the ground. “You know what you’re right. They’re kids, and that makes us adults. So let’s settle this like adults then.” She looked up at you in horror, “Get up, we’re gonna settle this.”

Mitsuya shook his head as he sat on the bench and watched you shove the woman to the ground. “Luna and Mana, you two stay right here okay?” He tells the two girls before rushing over to your side. You had your arm cocked back ready to punch the girl, but your boyfriend stopped you before you could touch her. “Y/N, this isn’t the time or place to do this right now. Let’s go get the girls some ice cream.”

Reluctantly you lower your arm and jerk your body towards the woman. It scares her causing her to grab her little brother by his arm and pull him away from the swings and out of the playground area. “Pussy,” you mutter under your breath and Mitsuya shakes his head.

“What am I going to do with you?”

HANEMIYA KAZUTORA

“Yeah there’s been some girl harassing Kazutora for his phone number at work.” Chifuyu blurts out in the living room of you and Kazutora’s apartment. Your eyes widened and you don’t remember your boyfriend telling you that a girl was bothering him. “Who’s harassing Kazutora?” you asked Chifuyu. That’s when he knew he fucked up. He stammered on his words, trying to explain that the girl was just a customer at the pet store and she wasn’t anything to worry about. “No to me it sounds like there is something to worry about.”

Kazutora enters the living room after exiting the bathroom and overheard part of the conversation. “What are we worrying about?” He questions, his eyes drift from Chifuyu to you and you immediately ask him. “Who’s the girl that’s bothering you Kazutora and why haven’t you told me this?”

Kazutora wants to kill Chifuyu right now, so he glares at the man before returning his attention to you. “She’s a customer that shows up on the weekends, begging me for my phone number and socials. Don’t worry about her though, baby, I’m not entertaining her.” You grunt, “I still don’t like this, so I will be showing up at your job to make sure she doesn’t try anything.” Kazutora goes to interject, but you shoot him a stern glare. “I mean it Kazutora.”

And that is how he finds himself working the front counter at the pet store on a Saturday afternoon. You were in the office of the store watching the cameras waiting for that girl to show up so you could surprise her. She did. You took note of her outfit, seeing that she was a college student. She smiles sweetly at Kazutora and tucks her hair behind her ear. “Hey there Kazu’baby. How are you doing today?” He clears his throat and ignores her. He waves his hand dismissively at her, trying to get her to leave, but she reaches over the counter and pulls him down by the collar of his shirt.

Oh hell no. You sprung up from your seat so fast, the Flash would be impressed. You stormed out of the office and hollered, “Hands off of him!” before you pushed the girl away from Kazutora. “W-Who are you?” She shouts, looking at you and Kazutora. “I’m his girlfriend you little slut! Now hands off of my man, before you end up in a cage like these animals!”

Your boyfriend sighs, running a hand down his face, “I told you that I had a girlfriend, and I told you that she’s crazy.”

CHIFUYU MATSUNO

You were at home just doing some house cleaning when your phone went off with notifications. You stopped sweeping and wiped your hands on your apron as you entered the living room to grab your phone. You were getting messages from Baji, Kazutora, and Draken asking where you were. You were confused until a message from Baji said that Chifuyu was getting into a fight with some girls on the way to your place.

You knew that none of the guys would ever fight a girl. None of them were raised to hit a female. A sigh left your lips as you took off your apron and high tailed it out of your apartment to go find your boyfriend and his friends. As you turned a corner you saw Chifuyu getting smacked by a girl and off to the side stood the other three men just watching the situation happen.

“You fucking idiots you aren’t gonna stop her? What kind of friends are you?” You yell at him as you near the scene. Kazutora replied, “She said if we jumped in we were gonna get it too.” You rolled your eyes at the three of them and snatched the girl by the collar of her shirt.

“Listen here bitch,” you hissed and before she could utter a word you slammed your fist against her face. “Don’t, fucking, touch, my, boyfriend!” Each pause you punched her in her nose. The nasty sound of bones cracking and a loud screech came from the girl. By the time you were done with her she was laid out on the alleyway crying and holding onto her broken bleeding nose. “You try to pull some shit like that again, and you won’t be leaving with just a broken nose.”

As you were walking back to your place with the boys you asked them why she randomly fought with Chifuyu. Your boyfriend answered, “At first she told us she wanted to rob us for our money, but then she said I looked like one of her friend’s exes and she just started fighting me. I didn’t wanna fight her because you know, we don’t hit girls.” You hit Chifuyu in his arm, “Next time don’t just get your ass beat, stupid, at least block her hits or something!” Then you looked at the guys, “And you three, should be ashamed of yourselves, if this happens again pull the chick away from ‘em don’t just stand there!”

The trio chorused, “Yes ma’am!”

a/n: i think im going to make a part two with other tokyo revengers characters. coming soon!

[kisakis-boyfriend]

Oops, all catboys! pt. 1 - Tokyo Rev Edition

Pairings: Kokonoi, Baji, Kazutora, Chifuyu x reader (separately)

Warnings: Catboy au, sub characters, gn!reader, dom!reader, mentions of breeding

Genre/Format: Smut; Short scenarios

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Imagine sweet little catboy Chifuyu who waits for you to come home. He sits on the couch or waits right by the door if he's feeling extra clingy, and once you walk inside he's already hugging you and asking about your day, looking at you expectantly. You know what he wants but you can't help pretending like you don't, waiting until he's whining and nuzzling into your chest, muttering about how he's waited all day for you, he needs you...

Sweet little catboy Chifuyu who's a blushing mess as you take his hand and lead him into the bedroom, tossing him onto the bed and crawling on top of him.

Sweet little catboy Chifuyu whose ears flatten against his head when you loom over him with that hungry expression, like a predator about to eat its prey. You lean down to taste his lips, pushing your leg against his bulge and he whines, humping at your leg instinctively

Sweet little catboy Chifuyu whose face is shoved into the pillows, clawing at the sheets as you fuck his ass, making the cutest noises as you claim him

“Nya...m-more... Nyaa—!” He wails as you smack his cute cheeks, his whole body jerking at the sudden motion. “Master...please fuck me more...aaahh~”

-

Imagine precious catboy Baji who acts tough around everyone else except you, picking fights with other catboys and humans alike, all because they said something not nice about you

Precious catboy Baji who pouts and defends himself, claiming that they had it coming. You're not mad, but you're worried that one day he's going to get seriously hurt, so you still scold him

Precious catboy Baji whose tail flicks back and forth when you tease him, “You really care about me that much, huh?” You can't stop a smile from forming as you think about everything he does to defend your image

Precious catboy Baji who quickly loses his composure when you push him down and yank off his pants, telling him that he deserves a treat for being so thoughtful. You take him into your mouth and begin coating his dick with your saliva, bobbing your head up and down his length

Precious catboy Baji who can't stop panting and grunting as you take every inch of him, his thighs squeezing around your head as he thrusts into your mouth, “Aah...mm fuck...y-yeah, just. like. that.”

-

Imagine bratty catboy Kokonoi who purposely riles you up just to earn more punishment. Ignoring you when you ask him to do something, sitting on top of you or on tables and even shelves when you've told him not to do that, talking back or mimicking you every other sentence

Bratty catboy Kokonoi who sits on the kitchen counter and waits until you walk into the room to knock something over, tilting his head and acting like he doesn't understand why you're so mad at him

Bratty catboy Kokonoi whose legs tremble as you fuck him against the counter, clawing at the surface as you breed his tight ass, drooling all over your fingers shoved in his mouth

Bratty catboy Kokonoi who cries out for you to fill him up again, “Nyaaa~ Yes, Master, please...breed me more~ ” He exclaims, scratching at whatever part of you he can reach as you ruin him. “Put it all inside of me~ Nyyaaa—!! ”

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Imagine possessive catboy Kazutora who glares and growls when other people get too close to you. You leave him at home more often than not, dealing with his clinginess at home is preferable to dealing with him attacking strangers just because they brush past you in the store

Possessive catboy Kazutora who's attached to your side as soon as you walk through the front door, rubbing his cheek against your arm and saying how he missed you so much

Possessive catboy Kazutora who just loves you so much, he'd do just about anything for you, even sinking to his knees in front of you and grinding against your shoe like you asked

Possessive catboy Kazutora who gets pulled into your lap and forced to hump your thigh if he wants to cum. Groaning into the crook of your neck about how good it feels, his hard cock smearing your pants with precum

“Mmm...Master...I– haah—! I love you....aah~ ”

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[ranhaitanisgf]

hi omg i'm so excited for you and your event you deserve the 2k!! could i request childhood friends to lovers with kazutora wherein reader is baji's sister and they fake date for awhile to fuck with their friends but then realize their feelings for each other? also angst to fluff maybe !! have a good one and take care<3

— kazutora hanemiya // childhood friends to lovers // fake dating

☆ ˎˊ˗ THIS WAS SOOO FUN TO WRITE OMG !! thank you for requesting for my event !! i hope you all enjoyyy xoxo

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it was funny at first. 

when you’d seen the look on keisuke’s face, you’d had to use an epic amount of strength to keep yourself from laughing, only allowing yourself to have a bit of an amused look as you held kazutora’s hand. he was having a harder time containing his laughter, his face looking like he was going to break at any point as keisuke stared at the two of you, his jaw almost unhinging from how far it was hanging open. 

“you…you two…are dating?!” he spluttered, which made kazutora start to lose it. 

it had been even funnier when you and kazutora had shown up to one of the toman meetings, your hand once again encased in his. the amount of utterly shocked faces from all your friends had the both of you losing it once again, which had made the deal seem entirely worth it. 

that’s right. it was just a deal. a joke. the two of you were going to come clean soon and admit that it was all just to fuck with everyone. you would be able to laugh freely at their shocked faces, and you would all move on with your lives. 

so why were you feeling so bitter right now?

you had come across the scene by a complete mistake; you had been just been running to the convenience store to grab some snacks for yourself and your brother, (he had insisted on needing more yakisoba stocked up). you didn’t even known that kazutora had been in the area, and now you were frozen in your tracks, looking at him from afar. 

in front of the convenience store, he was holding a soda can in his hand, a plastic bag hanging from his arm. also hanging from his arm was a girl, the two of them talking with smiles on their faces as they seemed to be waiting for someone who was still inside the store. the girl was surprisingly close to kazutora, her body pressed up against his side, and you found it hard to recognize this boy who used to blush and stutter at the simple action of a girl talking to him. 

he hadn’t seen you yet, so you were taking a moment to contemplate what to do. should you just go back home? no, why should you care about this? the two of you aren’t even dating, so it really doesn’t concern you at all. besides, why should you go back home when you haven’t done anything wrong? 

you pulled the hood up on your sweater, pulling the hoodie strings so that most of your face was covered, leaving you with just a small amount of your vision. 

when you passed by kazutora, he didn’t even take a second glance at you, completely ignoring you. 

why would he talk to me?! i’m the one who made myself unrecognizable!!

you decided to put the confusing thoughts out of your mind, grabbing the snacks and packs of yakisoba, going up to the counter and quickly paying. with your bag of goodies in hand, you walked out of the store, noticing that kazutora and his little friend were nowhere to be seen. 

you let out a sigh of relief, (why are you relieved?) and started your walk back home, loosening the strings on your hood a bit. your hand reached into the bag, shuffling around in it a bit before picking a bag of chips, taking it out and ripping the top open. 

“yo.” 

“ahh!” you screamed, hearing a voice in your ear. you turned around, closing your eyes and throwing the bag of chips at the person. when you opened your eyes, you realized that kazutora was in front of you, looking at you with a confused expression and your bag of chips in his hands, (how did a single chip not fall out?). 

“your first reaction was to throw chips at me?” he questioned, taking a few steps to walk by your side as you grumbled, continuing your way home. “y’know, that’s not really a sound defense tactic.” 

“shaddup. gimme that.” you muttered, snatching your bag of chips from him. you grabbed a few chips, shoving them in your mouth and crunching as the two of you walked. 

feeling a stare on you, you glanced to the side, noticing how kazutora was looking at you with a quizzical expression. 

“what.” you said flatly, staring back at him with a blank look. “you got somethin’ to say?” 

“you seem pissed off.” 

“do i? well, i’m fine.” you answered, continuing to munch on your chips. 

“you don’t seem fine.” kazutora stated, his tone turning more serious. “what’s wrong? did someone do something to you? i can beat them up if you-” 

“i just told you i’m fine. can you get off my case? shit, i just wanted to get snacks! is that a fucking crime?!” you snapped. “don’t you have to go hang out with your arm candy or something? just leave me alone!!” you started to walk a bit faster, starting to regret what you said the moment it came out of your mouth. 

whatever. i’ll just go watch a drama and not think about this. 

you felt kazutora grab your arm, trying to keep you from stopping. the action made you want to roll your eyes; why was he acting like this?? 

“hey! i just told you i-!” your words were left unsaid as you turned around, guilt suddenly rushing through you. kazutora was looking at you with tears in his eyes, and now that you were paying more attention, his grip on your arm was extremely loose, holding it as though you were made of porcelain. 

“are you mad ‘cause you saw me with that girl? is it my fault?” he asked, his voice a bit shaky. 

“n-no, it’s not your fault…shit, i’m sorry…” you apologized, sighing a bit. “i’m sorry i snapped at you, i was just…” you trailed off. 

why were you so pissed off seeing kazutora with that girl? 

“...just…” you continued, trying to find an explanation for your actions. “...” your silence continued as you stared at him, the boy waiting for an answer from you. his sad, golden gaze felt like it was forcing you to admit the truth to yourself as you continued to look at him, (why did he almost look like a kicked puppy?). 

were you…jealous?

yes.

“i…don’t know. i’m sorry. just ignore everything i said.” you suddenly said. “i need to get home. okay. yes. i’m sorry, i’ll treat you to a meal soon as an apology, uhm, okay, bye-” 

“are you jealous?” 

you froze at kazutora’s words, your heart skipping a few beats as your jaw dropped. 

his face had suddenly changed into a smug expression, the tears that were in his eyes a moment ago completely gone. the look in his eyes hadn’t changed, he was still uncertain, but you could tell that he knew he had hit the nail on the head. 

“w-what?! why would i be jealous? we aren’t even dating for real!” you sputtered, trying to refute the accusation. “you could go and hang out with every girl in tokyo and i wouldn’t care!!” 

“you wouldn’t? that hurts me, (y/n).” kazutora said, a frown on his face as he stepped a bit closer to you, pulling your hood down. “i don’t know that girl, though. she was getting away from a creep, so i pretended to be her boyfriend for a while.” 

of course. 

you felt shame course through you as you realized you had overreacted for nothing, and you now looked like an absolute freak. there was no way kazutora would ever talk to you ever again, not after you had snapped at him like that-

“i would care if you were hanging out with another guy.” kazutora suddenly said. 

“what? why…?”

“because you’re mine. i like you.” you stared at him, your eyes damn near popping out of their sockets as you tried to figure out if he was playing with you or not. the look on his face and in his eyes didn’t change at all, staying serious and sincere as he looked back at you. 

“you’re…not joking?” you hesitantly asked. kazutora shook his head, his hands moving to rest on top of your shoulders. 

“i want…to date you. for real.” 

“...really?”

“yes. these last few weeks…” kazutora sighed, shaking his head. “...it was a mistake to agree to fake date. i was just too scared to ask you out for real, so i thought that it was the closest i could get to actually dating you. i’m sorry…if you hate me, that’s fine, i just needed to tell you-” 

“let me kiss you.” 

“w-what?!” 

“to see if you’re telling the truth.” you explained, putting on a confident front as you spoke. “if you’re lying, i’ll know it because you won’t kiss me. so, let me-mmph!” kazutora’s had suddenly moved from your shoulders to the back of your neck, pulling you towards him as his lips crashed into yours. 

your shock kept you from doing anything for a moment, but after your moment of shock was over, your hands immediately moved to cup his cheeks. you closed your eyes, embracing the feeling of kazutora’s soft lips on your own, gently moving as he kissed you deeper. 

you felt disappointed when he pulled away, though you suppose you were okay with the two of you staying this close together. 

“do you believe me now?” he asked earnestly. 

“yes…” you answered, still feeling a bit shocked at everything that had happened, (should you thank keisuke for bothering you to go and get yakisoba?). 

“good. lemme walk you home now, it’s getting kinda late.” kazutora said, smiling softly at you. his hands released from the back of your neck, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear before grabbing one of your hands from his face, interlocking your fingers and beginning to walk. 

the two of you walked for a minute or two in silence, which you felt grateful for since you were still trying to process what had just happened. 

did that really just happen?! ohhh my god…

“by the way, you didn’t answer my question.” kazutora suddenly piped up, looking at you. 

“what question?” 

“i asked if you wanted to date. for real, not fake.” 

“...shouldn’t you already have your answer?” you asked. “i don’t just let anybody kiss me, y’know.” 

“well, i’d hope not.” kazutora responded, pouting a bit. “i would be hurt if you did.” you rolled your eyes at his dramatic behavior. 

“riiight, because i’m the type of person who would actually do that…you’re so dramatic. i could almost think that you were fake crying earlier or something!” you joked. there was silence from kazutora, and when you looked at him, you immediately recognized his ‘oh shit’ face. “wait…were you actually fake crying earlier?!” 

“uh…” you gaped at him while he avoided eye contact. 

“are you serious?! what’s wrong with you!!” 

“well, you’re the one who was yelling at me…” 

“that doesn’t matter!! at least i wasn’t faking it!!” you argued, shaking your head. “seriously…you’re an emotional terrorist or something…” 

“but i’m your emotional terrorist!” 

“...you’re supposed to use that with an endearing term like ‘idiot’, not emotional terrorist.” 

“...sorry.”

[y-umiko]

TOKYOREV BOYS WHEN THEY WANT TO BREAK-UP TO PROTECT YOU

CHARACTER(S): Kazutora . Hanma . Baji WARNING/S: angst? A/N: Please don't be surprised if the writing seems different as it goes on, I wrote each one when i'm in different moods.

Kazutora

Kazutora watches with gritted teeth as the nurse patches you up after being rushed to the hospital. It was nothing serious just some cuts and bruises, but Kazutora can't be relieved, imagining the worse that could happen if didn't arrive in time.

He thought long and hard about it, being with him had made you a target for others. and if separating from you means your safety then he was willing to do it.

but you were having none of it, all it took was to see the dreaded expression on his face to know what was running on his head. after thanking the nurse, you sternly gave him your piece of mind.

"whatever it is that's running on your head, quit it" his eyes previously downcasted and staring at the floor, flickering towards you, "I haven't said anything yet"

"It's written all over your face" you sigh, watching his eyes drift away from yours. Kazutora felt incredibly guilty that he can't bear to look at your eyes.

he had done a lot of bad things in his life, maybe this was his punishment, maybe this was his karma, if it is, he doesn't want you getting the same burden, and maybe he was right.

"Maybe it's for the better that we - "

"No" you quickly cut him off, reaching over to hold his hand, which was incredibly warm, "Listen to me, This is not your fault alright? so don't go having any thought in that pretty head of yours"

Kazutora simply stared back at you, content with your hold on his hand. wondering that maybe he wasn't so bad in his previous life to be rewarded as precious as you.

he was brought back when he felt you squeeze his hand, "are we clear?"

"…yeah" he mumbled, gently leaning towards you and nuzzling his head on your shoulder, this time he'll protect you properly.

Hanma

Hanma knows nothing good comes out of being associated with him. but he was being greedy wanting to have you in his life, he thought he can protect you but how wrong he was.

and for the first time in his life, he didn't want to be selfish, for your sake and his peace of mind.

"so that's it, see you around" he casually bid goodbye, hands stuffed in his pocket, after explaining to you he's breaking up with you 'just because he felt like it'. if it was a normal day it would have hurt you, but you knew him too damn much to know he felt guilty for what happened.

"wait a damn fucking minute" you called after him but Hanma pretended not to hear you and continued walking out of your hospital room. but you were quick to your feet, getting out the bed and dragging the bag of IV with you to catch up with him.

"you can't just come here, say what you want and leave" Hanma momentarily stops in his tracks, an internal turmoil inside his head, a slight worry in his eyes seeing you get out of bed. but if his gonna do it, he has to stay strong, as he continued his way out, "I have nothing left to say"

"Well, I do and you better fucking listen" you voice out loudly than intended, making Hanma sigh as he stops in his tracks once again to give you another piece of his mind and say words he didn't mean but will hurt you so bad that you'll probably stay away from him for good.

"you're serious-"

however, all those words got eaten and forgotten as you came tackling him, arms tightly wrapped around him, and head buried on his chest.

"Don't leave me…please" you coaxed, voice calm and gentle but Hanma can feel the tremors coming from your body. if it was fear of him leaving or fear of the accident. he doesn't care, all he knew was you needed him and that someone has to pay.

"you're a pain in the ass"

As his reasons crumble the bastards who did this to you can enjoy the last hours of their life. meanwhile, he wanted to be a little bit more selfish, as long as you want him, he'll stay with you.

Baji

When Baji came to see you with bruises and some remnants of blood, you immediately knew what had transpired before him seeing you in the hospital.

Baji just can't seat around, he just had to let out his contained rage upon seeing you all bloodied and bruised because of him. and amid the chaos of exchanging fists, he had a thought. his life had always been full of danger and will probably be more dangerous as the Tokyo Manji Gag expands.

he was sure enemies would come swarming towards him and normally that would have thrilled him. but after some careful thought, he wasn't alone anymore, the more enemies he made the more dangerous it become for you and he can only think of one thing to do.

"we should break up"

he coldly said, quick and direct he thought, hands on his side, a glare in his eyes as he stared at you. if there's one thing Baji was good at, it was his acting skills. and if you were anyone else, you would have believed him, luckily, you weren't just anyone.

"I don't understand? why?" you calmly replied, but your eyebrows were furrowed. while Baji remained a certain distance from you. it should be easy he thought, just like he practiced on his head countless times.

"I don't like you anymore"

words he thought would be enough to drive you away yet Baji swore you look calm than he thought you would be.

"then look me in the eyes and tell me you mean it" you sternly replied, and he did so with full confidence but as he searched your eyes, desperately looking for anything that will let him repeat his words, all he found was your eyes fill with unconditional love, eyes that had seen his worse and beauty. nothing came out of his mouth, words stuck on his lips.

"dammit y/n! don't make this anymore harder than it is!"

"then stop it!" you burst out before calming yourself. "I know what I'm getting when I agreed to go out with you, I wouldn't even lie, it was scary, but this is not enough to the point that it will make me leave you, you're stuck with me until the end"

"Besides I have full confidence that you would save me every time"

a rush of warmth spread on Baji's chest, he should deny it, he should continue his act and walk away yet his feet moved towards you as if having a mind of their own. would it be selfish to continue wanting to be with you despite putting you in danger.?

[loving-mista]

Tokyo revengers relationship headcannons

An: these are all my personal fav characters, but if you want any specific characters I'm all ears just ask or message me!

Kisaki

This man practically worships you, everything you do is beautiful to him. He adores you and would do absolutely anything for you.

No matter how drastic it is, if you told him to do something he'd do it no question, even if it is against what he considers moral it doesn't matter to him

He's an addict for you, your love, and your touch. He loves it all

He never forgets to tell you how much he loves you, from random kisses to full-on letters from him

He has his own vision of a perfect future, and it's with you; your kindness, your beautiful face, and personality have all the aspects he wants in his future. And he can't imagine It without you

Kisaki is completely head over heels and lovesick for you.

Mitsuya

Mitsuya remembers every little thing about you, if you mention you like something to him once he buys it every time he sees it

he also quickly notices subtle changes you make; new perfume, a hair trim, or even a different lip gloss. he realizes it all

he absolutely adores you, there is no doubt about it he tells everyone about you and he's so happy while doing so

he went to Emma for advice on how to ask you out, he was way too shy and nervous

if you patch him up after a fight, he might fall in love again.

he also loves to draw you and he gives these drawings to you with your favorite flower and a short poem or love letter.

most of his art or fashion designs are based on you

you both have a notebook where you both write or draw for each other too

Hanma

Hanma is hopelessly devoted to you, he may be strict and pretty possessive but he also has undying love and loyalty for you

he will do anything and everything in his power to keep you by his side and happy

he isn't all that good at communicating but if you want to speak to him about something you don't like in the relationship, hed listen don't expect him to say anything. once you are done he will just leave, however, you do notice that he did change whatever it was you didn't like as soon as he could.

to him, actions speak louder than words

despite him being so different from you he finds a way to make this relationship works.

he's so proud and supportive of you as well, anything you do he absolutely adores it

if you are an artist he will display your art in his office making it practically a little art show

kazutora

kazutora spent most of his childhood in a cell, so the chances that you are his first girlfriend are very high.

he loves you he really does, but he doesn't know how to show it

he tries he really does, he absolutely adores you but he doesn't know how to say or put it into words

if you are patient with him and talk to him, he is so grateful that you do, he'd ask if he's doing anything wrong and change it

however, if you don't, you will quickly realize that he has other priorities before you

he asks takemichy or hina for advice, (hina was more helpful)

with the advice he got he slowly but surely became a better boyfriend

he thanks you for being so patient and kind to him. its that quality that made him fall in love with you in the first place

chifuyu

the kinda boyfriend who wants to match with literally everything

he is so head over heels for you it is actually quite adorable

he never fails to make you feel loved and appreciated

if you are around he probably follows you around like a lost puppy, he loves your attention

if he hasn't seen you in days when he does expect a nearly bone-crushing hug followed by rambles of how much he misses you

if you both began dating in his teen years, he probably confessed to you using a romance manga he would highlight every I love you or confession in the volume and wrote you a confession at the end of it

despite all this he is still very protective of you and will do anything even if it meant him losing his own life for your safety

[xxelfmamaxx]

Kazutora:Send me some words of encouragement so I don't murder someone at work.

Y/n:There is no Wi-Fi in jail

Kazutora:

[mikeysbabygirl]

𝑩𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒓.

Warning : obsessed! Yandere! Psycho! Kazutora x fem!reader. Stalker! Kazutora, kinda pervy, smut, dirty talk, manipulation.

Word count : 2950

Note : This was absolutely not planned, moreover ( shame on me ) I forgot about this baby's birthday, so I wanted to make it up lol. + It's not proof head, please I was too tired so if you see any mistakes, just close your eyes lol

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Swallowing the lump in your throat, you wrapped your arms around your body, providing yourself the heat that your white short nightgown could not. Pressing your forehead to the door, you cursed yourself for not thinking about buying one with a peephole.

It was irrational, you were way too grown for such fears.

But after weeks of feeling watched, of checking if the door was locked every ten minutes, of avoiding to close your eyes under the shower, scared to see someone standing there...

After this mind-blowing paranoia, hearing a quiet knock on your front door at two am surely was not the most reassuring thing.

-" What 'm gonna do... " You whispered to yourself, but oh he heard you.

Every decibel of your quivering voice breathed life into him, there you were, finally, after weeks. He could easily imagine the face you were making, little frown between your brows and a trembling lower lip, but it was normal, right ? Days were spent studying your beautiful face, how could he forget ?

-" C'mon, love. I can tell you're inside, you forgot to turn the lights all down... "

The sob that traversed the door pierced his heart arrow-like, he loathed this sound, why were you crying ? Why were you afraid ? It was only him, you've been seeing him for almost more than a year, foolish.

-" Hanemiya-San... What're you doing here ?" Your trembling hand leaned on the door, as a mean to keep you steady. Knowing that it was him behind your door, fear was a serpent biting your skin, injecting something else through your blood, something that was... Beyond the meer fear.

-" Haven't I told you to call me 'Tora ? " He tilted his head, though you could not see him. His hand reached the doorknob, moving it in vain. " Just wanted to see you, ya know ? Like you promised before I was released. "

You closed your teary eyes, trying to keep your breaths as deep as possible. That stupid promise, you only made it not to upset him, you would've never thought he would remember you after he got out of jail.

-" Hanemiya-"

-" I said. 'Tora. "

-" Tora..." You bit your lower lip, his stern voice making you shiver to the spine. " This is an inconvenient hour to visit your therapist. "

-" You promised. " He went on interrupting you again, like during all those hours of therapy in jail. How foolish from you to think he was cured. " You promised you'd come to see me at the petshop, and I waited. I waited but you never came. "

He was sick, and you knew you owned him nothing.

Then why did you felt so dirty ? What was guilt doing in there ?

There was a deep silence where you could hear him breathing behind the door, you, as quietly as possible reached for the phone, and slowly started moving your shaky fingers above the screen, heart beating loud. He was silent, too silent...

Fine, all you had to do was to press the call button, and whisper your address.

-" Tell me, tiger. Who you tryna call ?"

You froze, your finger above the screen too.

-" It's a quarter past two, can anyone hear you scream right now ? "

Your hand holding the phone began shaking stronger, sobs escaping your lips in a broken rhythm, he'd lie if he said the sound didn't tore his chest up.

Pressing his forehead to the door, he whispered in a honey-coated voice, closing his eyes.

-" go ahead, put the phone down. You know I'd rather rip my chest open than hurt you, don't be a fool, babydoll".

Why had his words to be so skilled ? Slipping between your skin like bacteria, infecting you. Breathing slowly, you put down the phone, because somewhere inside your twisted little mind, you knew he would never actually hurt you.

-" That's my good girl... " He praised, it only accentuated your fear, how could he be so aware of everything? " Now open this door, let me in "

You shook your head as if he could see you, whimpering from fear, fisting the lace lingerie you were wearing.

-" Uh-uh ? You really gonna let me outside in my birthday ? Remember last year ? You were the first to wish me a happy birthday. What changed ?"

Flashbacks of your first days working at the prison flickered in your mind, it was only a coincidence, seeing his birth date on his file and wishing him a happy birthday in your usual cheerful smile. Who would've thought it would lead to such a toxic vicious thing ?

-" If I let you in, you promise you'll leave after I wish you a happy birthday?"

How cute, your little voice inquired with such insecurity. His fleshy lips stretched a small smile.

-" I promise I'll leave as soon as you want me to. "

How foolish of you, to let the devil lure you into his incongruous sins. The sound of the door unlocking revived him, and soon, like a wounded puppy, your shape started appearing behind the opening door.

And there you were, creeping into him like the sun under a half drawn window shade. In your little white nightie, intoxicatingly innocent, an angel, indeed. Letting the devil in, letting him get a smell of the paradise he would never get when he passed by you to enter your living room.

-" Here you go. I wish you a happy birthday, 'Tora. " You tried faking a smile, but nor was he dumb neither blind to not notice how you were fisting your own cloth from fear, he tilted his head to the side.

And you hated yourself for this, for not being able to take your eyes off of him.

-" Why are you so afraid of me ?"

He made a step to approach you, the only one required so his chest now was bumping into yours, and you had to lift your head to look him in the eyes, you gulped down.

-" I'm not afraid, you're just... too close. Please,step back. "

Kazutora smiled, a breathed chuckle passing his lips. How enticing was that sound.

-" then why do you smell of fear, tiger ?"

Goosebumps woke your skin up, while two of his fingers slipped under the straps of your nightie, pushing them down and uncovering your shivering shoulder.

-" Hm ? What other than fear could have ya shaking on me this way ?"

God have mercy on you, you were getting drunk on shots of poison, and he was throwing back shots of love. Every inch of your skin was getting a whiplash from that wicked game.

The rules were his, but you were, willingly playing his game, which made him smile and approach his lips from your ear.

-" Now isn't rude from you, ignoring me for weeks ?"

The way your doe-like eyes stared up at him almost made him drop the act, but he kept going, appreciating how his lips grazed your cheek with each word.

-" You promised we'd stay in touch. D'you know how lost I was, thrown in the big world after years of captivity?"

Why'd you let his words enslave you ? Pull you by the calve deep in his traps?

Why in hell was the sound of him being so desperate for you so addictive ? Was it pride ? Or was it the year spent laughing and talking to him during therapy?

-" I... I never meant to... "

-" But you did, love. " Abruptly, his hand flew to your back and pressed you flat against his chest, he buried his head in your neck and you gasped.

-" You did, I thought there was someone out there who finally cared for me, what a fool... "

-" No !"

Hiding his smirk, he pulled away from your neck and gave you a fake surprised look by how your voice rose. Hesitantly, your hands found his cheeks, giving him the most delicious stare his starved heart craved.

-" I do care for you, 'Tora. "

How of an innocent flower you were, only waiting for someone as selfish as him to pick you up. How lucky has he been, getting assigned to the new young therapist in the prison, so naive, always so willing to help, so easy to manipulate...

-" Hm ? I'm dying to believe you, tiger. But ghosting me for weaks is really not the best way to care, I'm afraid. "

You were far from being stupid, you felt how every piece of you drifted, each fleeting further away like trailing dust that the harsh wind quickly swept away. And though Kazutora Hanemiya came in a glass bottle with warning label, your immense heart made you drink it with closed eyes.

-" I care for you. " You repeated, he closed his eyes slightly, feeling his heart sinking in his chest at your gentle touch. " Let me show you I do... Please "

A shaky breath escaped his lips, as you approached your face to his.

Then you took his lips in the kindest touch he had ever known, breathing fresh air into his tired yearning soul. He grunt against your mouth, hands traveling to your sides and pressing you further against him.

You whimpered, the perfect opportunity for him to slip his tongue in your mouth, tasting you like he always dreamed of and pulling shaky moans out of you.

The next minutes were an intoxicating fog, suffocating you with his cologne from everywhere. And the next thing you knew, he pulled off your nightgown as a page he wanted to turn, welcoming your bare skin as the most thrilling new page he was dreaming of writing, marking.

-" You don't know what you do to me, angel. God, I crave nothing more than eating you alive... "

You cried out, because soon his hands gripped your sides and started moving your naked cunt against the bulge in his boxers, your clit throbbing from the friction and dampening his underwear, whilst he was sitting on your bed with your on his lap.

-" Fuck, you're doing right, tiger. Make a mess on daddy"

-" 'Tora more... Sh- I can't- !" You clung to his shoulders, trying to gain more friction by rubbing your clit against him. Kazutora swallowed a deep breath, a bruising hold in your skin as he leaned in to kiss your lips again.

-" What a naughty girl I have, pretending you don't want this and now ? Look how soaked you are ".

-" Oh yes, yes 'm close !" You screamed when his hand reached for your breasts to play with your nipple, he could testify your body was the prettiest thing he never deserved seeing, the moon to his deep water.

-" then go 'head, cum on me, make me hear all the pretty sounds you can make ".

And as you came undone above him, throwing your head back and exposing your perfect neck to him, he leaned in and began peppering kisses all over you, and he knew.

There in his hand, he held his death. Because loving you would certainly be the death of him, and he felt like holding your hand with one foot in the grave.

- " 'Tora, need ta... " Your voice shook above him, coming down from your orgasm. He placed yet another kiss on your left breast, right above your heart

-" Yes ? Tell me what you need, Love. "

-" Need you inside, wanna... Wanna make you feel good, wanna show you I care... "

Now wasn't it pretty that he had you he wanted you ? Consuming you like a cigarette as you willingly light yourself up for him.

Or maybe were you the nicotine ? Poisoning his lungs when he thought he was smoking you ?

Either way, with a single kiss, a single breath his body was humming, and the promise to be complete caressed him when he aligned his tip with your dripping entrance.

-" Oh shit-" he cursed at the feeling of your tightening walls around him, slipping inside. " Pussy's been waiting for me, I see ? So good, baby, so tight".

Your insides swallowed him, as easily as you swallowed his lies. And with every thrust in you, waves of repetition became part of addiction. Your hands were holding into him as if you were not his anchor amidst his madness, and your lips resting on his cheeks felt like home, when all his life he has been an outcast everywhere.

Wrong, so wrong it felt right.

Eyeing your bouncing breasts whilst you rode his cock, Kazutora threw his head back, hands holding you afraid you'd disappear anytime. It was all too much, suffocating, deliciously intoxicating, your sight, your skin, your scent.

-" Shit, tiger... Got no idea how much I've been holding back f'ya"

Too drunk in the feeling of your second orgasm coming right away, you only moaned his name, therefore his hand flew to your neck, squeezing it slightly.

-" Use your words, pretty. Or I might just find another use to these... Pretty lips of yours. "

The heat building up in your core began exploding with his hand choking you, shame was water under the bridge as the only thing important now was that damn serotonin's feeling in your guts.

-" Don't... Don't hold back, 'Tora... Ah! gimme all of you"

-" Hell yeah, I will " he thrusted heavenly hard inside you, making you cry out reaching your high. " I'm gonna ruin you. So, so good. Carve inside you how much I fucking love you ".

-" Oh 'Tora... " You were pretty spent, head falling on his shoulder, letting him use you like a ragdoll until he felt his end near. He brought your head back, still holding your neck to look into your eyes.

How pretty, all fucked up for him. Your passion sinking deep in his skin.

-" Gonna let me fill you up with my cum, right ?"

Your eyes widened, the idea, like all from Kazutora seeping through every pore of you.

- " can I come inside my love's tight little pussy ? Mark you mine ?" He couldn't help it, leaning against you to place kisses along your skin, inhaling your perfume.

-" You mine, right ? Gonna let me keep ya all to myself ?"

-" Yes... Yes please. Just, just do it. " You pleaded, his words already building up something new in your chest.

His silly smile stretched to his big golden eyes, Kazutora pressed your bare chest to his, grunting at the feeling of your perking nipples against his torso.

-" Such a good girl, my good little girl... I'm gonna love you better than anyone ever have."

Oh he would, he promised, as his cum filled you and he felt himself floating high.

Because it was the kind of love he never knew, never deserved.

And you were the lover he let carry his heart between your teeth.

Waiting for you either to swallow, or spit him.

I wrote this on a whim, again. I just hope it's not too rushed, and I wish a happy birthday to our pretty psycho again !

Network : @tokyo-ballroom @downtown-roponggi

[k9wa]

༉ 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒.

featuring sano manjiro, hanemiya kazutora, ryuguji ken, matsuno chifuyu.

SYNOPSIS ︴ tokyo rev boys as different types of meaningful touches. ◛ CONTENT ︴ fluff, bonten tl, gn reader (no referring pronouns.)

M. SANO

― a touch meant to protect you. 

sanzu’s maniacal laughter rang across the warehouse encasing him and his fellow executives. the sound pierced your ears like a siren, though it wasn’t anywhere near a noise you weren’t seasoned to. you weren’t a bonten executive, nor were you a member at all, but more of an associate, and only because of your relationship with the organization's boss. 

mikey sat to your right, listening to the commotion behind him while you both leaned against some boxes placed on the forklift you resided on. the taiyaki he was casually snacking on contrasted the scene around him, as haruchiyo had three men gagged and lined up execution style, glock aimed pointedly to the backs of their heads.

why were you there, during an outing of three traitors of bonten? because mikey took you everywhere with him, regardless of how gruesome, illegal or disturbing the event, because nothing would happen to you, so long as he was there.

sometimes it felt like the only thing that hadn’t changed about manjiro, was that he still liked having you around.

“shush shush shush!” sanzu’s voice was much more hushed now, but still bounced off the steel walls that surrounded you. 

“pay attention to mikey’s words.”

you turned to look at the man you sometimes struggled to recognize, and could tell from miles away how this would go down. 

kill them.

“kill them.”

as expected. sanzu could be heard giggling to himself once more, but it was quickly drowned out by the muffled screams and pleas of the men at his mercy before him.

you were desensitised to the gunshots, the blood splatters, the bodies. it had been your life for years now.

yet mikey, just like he does every time you’re around for something like this, reached an arm around your shoulder and covered your left ear, pulling your head down to his shoulder so both were covered.

his hands still manage to hold a fraction of the familiar warmth they did when you were kids. it's comforting.

1 shot goes off.

2 shots.

the 3rd and final shot rings out.

yet the shots fall on deaf ears. 

mikey made, and will continue to make, sure of it.

K. HANEMIYA

― a touch of grounding.

“later chifuyu!”

you called to your friend behind you, exiting the doors of the pet shop you were picking up your boyfriend from, though the action went unnoticed as matsuno was too focused on some kind of list he was nose deep in from behind the counter.

kazutora gave a small wave, following closely behind you. he was quick to grab your hand once outside of the shop, and was met with you playfully swinging his arm, giving a tight squeeze to his knuckles.

“how was your day?”

you questioned once you made it to the car, pulling the keys out of your pocket to unlock the doors. kazutora audibly groaned as he opened the trunk to toss his bag inside, doing his best not to slam the door once he was free of carrying it.

turning back around to face you, he silently wrapped his hands around your waist, hugging you tightly against his chest with yet another huff. you couldn’t bite back the chuckle that went through your nose as you reached up to return the gesture. 

“that bad huh?”

kazutora buried his face into your neck, a newly formed habit of his, and inhaled deeply as the ever comforting smell of your laundry detergent and shampoo filled his senses. the way he felt the stress leave his muscles was almost instantaneous. the feeling of your hand pulling out his hair tie, moving to rub the tender area of his scalp where his bun had sat nearly had him evaporating right then and there.

“wanna stop and grab something to eat on the way home? you can pick.”

“...yeah.”

he answered with his face still tucked into the crevasse of your shoulder.

“aaaand how ‘bout we watch that movie you told me about the other night?”

“...okay.”

sometimes a bad day was all it took to send hanemiya over the edge, and though he may struggle to say it, he’s forever grateful you’re always there to bring him back to earth.

K. RYUGUJI

― a touch of admiration.

“sooo what's this part?”

you pointed at a pedal near the base of the bike draken was tinkering with.

“uh, brake pedal.” 

he answered simply, quickly returning his attention back to the engine he had been homed in on for well over an hour now. you tilted your head at his answer.

“i thought this one was the brake?” a pointed finger at the lever on the bikes right handle had draken begrudgingly removing his attention from the engine once again.

“that one’s for your front wheel, remember?” he couldn’t help the smirk that crept onto his lips as he watched your puzzled expression turn bright, your mouth morphing into an ‘o’ shape.

“wait, but then what's–??”

“gear shift, babe.”

ken already knew what you were going to question him on when your attention snapped to a similar looking pedal on the left side of the bike. he kept himself from laughing at the perplexed look you gave him once again, as you deflated in the stool you sat on beside him. you rubbed at your temple, there were way too many things for your brain to retain.

“i dunno how you remember all this, everything looks the same.”

you folded your arms over your chest with a huff. draken smiled and shook his head, nose right back in the appliance he was occupied with.

“yer askin’ more questions than usual,” he teased, “what gives?” he twirled the allen key he held between his fingers.

“cus you really like this stuff! i should at least try to learn about it, y'know? t’make you happy!”

draken would be lying if he said he wasn’t caught a little off guard by your answer, repairs coming to an abrupt halt as he turned his attention back to you for the nth time in such a short time span. you were quick to notice the ever so faint rose coating across his nose, and now it was your turn to tilt your head at his stunned expression?

“hm? what’s wrong?”

the question was genuine, you hadn’t considered your response of wanting to indulge yourself in your boyfriend’s biggest interest would have such an effect on him.

ken sighed, and if you listened closely, it sounded almost dreamy. with an extended arm outwards, he placed his calloused palm on the top of your head, and ruffled around your hair.

“you can be so dense sometimes.” he laughed, ponytail rattling with a shake of his head.

“hah–?? ken, you're getting oil in my hair!!”

C. MATSUNO

― a touch to promise.

chifuyu was in a situation that could be comfortably described as…so fucking dumb.

roughly an hour ago, he had called to tell you he’d be stuck at the shop late with inventory and restocking with a shipment that had just come in. you, being the oh so incredible partner that you are, said you’d meet him down there to help him out and keep him company. he most definitely had no objections.

the shop was meant to be closed before you’d arrived. yet there you were, and the door was still open, with someone still inside, getting awfully friendly with your boyfriend.

chifuyu was stiff as a board while a woman who looked to be around your age was giggling and poking at him from across the counter. the jingling of the shop's doors caused her to turn around, and the way she shrunk upon connecting the dots and seeing your less than pleased face was visible. she muttered a quick ‘bye-bye..!’ to your boyfriend, 

once more for anyone who forgot, your boyfriend, and took her leave.

now, since arriving, rather than helping matsuno like you had intended to, you sat in a small folding chair against one of the concrete walls in the back room, watching chifuyu put away boxes like a hawk. it was like he could feel daggers piercing the back of his head.

“...are you still mad?”

he knew the answer, but while he was sheepishly turning around to grin at you, he hoped it would be different than he expected.

spoiler alert, you still looked pissed.

matsuno sighed and decided enough was enough. grabbing a folding chair identical to yours from across the room and dragged it in front of you. he took a seat.

“i said i was sorry.”

“...”

“i was trying to get her out but she was being stubborn. ‘s not like i could just yell at her, she was a customer.”

“you still could have.” you responded, crossing your arms. chifuyu couldn't stop himself from snorting at your blunt response. 

you glared again, making chifuyu put his hands up in surrender.

he was met with the lightest slap against each of his cheeks as you sat up in your seat and reached over to grab his face, holding his head at eye level with yours.

“...you didn’t think she was pretty, right?”

chifuyu smiled, you had done this before.

“not in the slightest.”

“and you really were trying to get her to leave?”

“was doin’ everything i could without physically throwing her out.”

“tell me you love me?”

you dropped the angry eyes, teasing matsuno with a smile. he cursed mentally for the way he felt himself go red in the face, 27 years old and still getting shy around his partner.

“i love you.”

“you promise?”

chifuyu held out his pinky finger between your bodies, and you happily linked them. him placing a kiss sweet enough to rot your teeth to where your fingers met sealed the deal.

“i promise.”

⠀ master. ꒱ send me an ask!

[liaarxse]

could u headcannons of what the tr characters would do if y/n did this trend with ken, nahoya, chifuyy, baji, kazutora?

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8131oTm/

(basically y/n walks away from them whenever they get close)

Nah, cuz it's 2am, and I'm cackling like a madman omfg this is amazing

<3 Here you go, anon:

Headcanons

How would TR characters react to you moving away from them

Characters: Ryuguji Ken, Nahoya Kawata, Matsuno Chifuyu, Keisuke Baji, Kazutora Hanemiya

Warnings: none

A/n: I literally have 40 history lessons to revise in 2 days, and I've gotten nowhere

Ryuguji Ken

Not this shit again

Draken is tired of your games

He had to deal with Toman, some punks, MIKEY and now you?

Kill him

Oops already happened

But he did this to himself

A few days ago he "accidentally" ruined one of your favourite dresses with motor oil and only said sorry

So sorry not sorry Dora

"Hey, Y/n? Want a glass of water?"

"Sure."

Perfect timing

He walked towards you to give you the water

You walked away

....

He took 3 steps forward

You took 3 steps backwards

Again

3 steps forward

3 steps backwards

You made 5 full circles around the couch at this point

"Not this shit again"

He went to sit down because man's tired of this

You felt bad and went to him

He turned to you before he sat down

"What?"

"Sorry, c'mere"

He went to hug you

You took a step back

BITCH

LMAOOOOO

Give him a hug pls

You did ofc

Until you could

I'm not sorry

Y'all spent the night just cuddling and talking about how annoying(ly hot) Mikey is

The next morning you did the prank again

He went back to sleep (and never woke up)

Nahoya Kawata

Who made you do this?

You lost your marbles?

LAST PERSON to do this prank on

But you still did

Stupid

Y'all were just chilling at a park

The sun was setting, giving the landscape a pretty peachy-golden tint

It reminded you of your boyfriend who was chasing squirrels behind you

Yeah, you pretended not to know him

He got tired and went to sit next to you

"What'cha starring at, babe?"

"The sun?"

"Ok"

He left to chase a squirrel that he claimed to look like you

Back to not knowing that person

It was getting pretty late, so you gathered y'alls stuff and got up to leave

He was carrying a dead squirrel in his hands

"Babe, look! I caught your doppelganger!"

"Oh, that's nice baby– MOTHER OF GOD–"

You didn't have a choice that fucker started chasing you with it

He lied that he threw it away

He didn't

Half way towards your house he fished it out of his pocket and shoved it in your face

You screamed and took like a fucking backflip backwards

He slowly walked towards you with his iconic grin obv

"Nahoya, no."

"Nahoya, yes."

"I'm gonna break up with you."

"I'll shove this up your ass while you sleep."

Y'all didn't break up ofc

That continued up until like 3 blocks to your house before he threw it inside a house through an opened window

The night at least ended peacefully

You had a nightmare where he did shove it in your ass

Matsuno Chifuyu

Why?

Like why?

Just why?

This happened while you were at a Toman fight

You got a call from Hina that your boyfriend got hurt

So you skiddadled to the place very quickly since you lived like 7 minutes away

It took you 30

When you got there, the fight had already ended

Your boyfriend noticed you and ran with an opened arm since his other was a tad bit injured

You took a step back

🤨

"Hey babe."

"Why did you do that?"

"Did what?"

He took another step towards you

You took a step backwards

He frowned

"Is it because my uniform is blooded? Wait, gimme a sec"

He took his top off

OOOOOHHH LAWDDDD HAVE MERCEYYYYYYYYY

THEM SCRUMPTIOUS ABS

bite bite

Lmao, who were you kidding

Get em tits

And you did baby gorl

Don't do this to him again though

Keisuke Baji

He just got back

And guess what

Another stray kitty was brought home

You lost count of how many Baji Jr. and Y/n Jr. cats you had

You smiled anyway since it's a kitty after all

"Yo bae, can you please fetch me some kitty clothes to dress up Y/n Jr.?

Ah this time it was you turn

You did of course

And when he walked over to you to grab the clothes

You saw something jump

Then again

And it hit you

Flees

You threw the clothes in his face and ran back

"What the hell?"

"Stay back."

"Why?"

He started walking towards you

You screamed

He was confused af still walking towards you

And you were walking back

This continued for like 7 minutes before you entered the kitchen

You grabbed bug spray

And sprayed him with it

He died

Jkjkjk

He was mad though

Ah, it's fine. You took care of it and cuddled with all 61 cats

Then you saw it again

You jumped out of the window

He jumped after you

Lmao you got flees too

Kazutora Hanemiya

This time, there was no specific reason

You were just watching tiktok with him, laying on your chest, trying to sleep

But he couldn't

This was Mikeys fault

"My wheenie needs to take a whee-whee."

"The mental hospital is 10 minutes away."

He got up and went to the bathroom

Then you landed upon the tiktok

Now this, this is perfection

He came back after like, 2 minutes

He crawled back in bed

You got up

"Huh?"

"What?"

He sat on the edge where you stood

You walked away

He walked towards you

"What are you doing?'

"What are YOU doing?"

You barely kept your laugh in when you noticed his face

"This is Mikeys fault isn't it."

"Tora no–"

You did like 6 circles around the room

You got bored with just staying in it and went to the door

He got in front of you and locked it

You stumbled back into the bed

"Baby...~"

HE SAID IT IN HIS HOT DADDY ENGLISH VOICE UGH

Oh-oh guess who's weenie has to take a wee-wee now

Lmao this surely will 'rearrange your guts'

If you know what I mean

[kalisburnerphone]

SIMP

Keisuke “I’m not a SIMP” Baji

This man swears he’s not a simp but sports the biggest fucking heart eyes whenever you’re around.

It had been a long fucking day,  it really had been. All Keisuke wanted to do was go home, shower, eat the leftovers of the food his mom had stocked the fridge with and probably smoke some weed. Usually he’d indulge in you but you’d already made plans with your girls for a much needed GNO and as much as he’d rather you not be in the club with your fast ass little friends, he yielded. You were your own person and he trusted you.

He bypasses Kazutora and Rindou in the living room on his way to his room. Once inside he’s heading straight for the bathroom, not paying attention to his surroundings, he didn’t have too. Tora and Fuyu knew better than to enter his space without permission or so he thought.

After his shower, Kei’s heading straight for the kitchen. Sweatpants sitting low on his hips and a towel draped around his neck as he dried his air. He’s pulling the refrigerator door open and bending to look for his food inside, only to come up empty handed. He takes a deep breath, closes the door and counts to ten before opening it again because clearly he’d gone blind.

He knew he had hidden it away, even went as far as to label it just in case they had found it but once again he comes up empty handed.

Breathe Keisuke, don’t cuss anybody, just breathe.

Once again he closes the refrigerator door and turns in the direction of the cupboards. If he couldn’t have his mom’s food then his go to peyoung yakisoba and his stash of snacks would have to do ‘ cause he simply wasn’t in the mood to cook or wait for delivery service. Pulling open the cupboard doors, he’s greeted by empty shelves and he’s immediately slamming the doors shut. both hands coming to rest on the countertop before him, gripping the edges.

He could let the food issue go but his fucking snacks was a definite fucking no. Kei’s storming out of the kitchen and into the living room to give Kazutora a piece of his mind when he spots a figure he completely missed going in on his yakisoba and two bags of snacks.

“How many fuckin’ times do I gotta tell ya ass that you don’t live here Akashi? Stop fuckin’ eating my shit you pennywise looking’ fucker.”

Sanzu looks up with a mouthful of noodles and smirks before shoveling some more into his mouth.

The fucking disrespect.

Keisuke’s cussin’ up a storm, Kazutora sitting in his seat shaking his head. He had told Sanzu on numerous occasions not to touch Baji’s shit but the fucker just had to do it. Rindou, on the other hand, is high as a fucking kite and laughing at the current situation. Kei is close to launching his slippers at Sanzu when arms wrap around his waist from behind.

“Why’re you guys being so loud? You woke me up.” Kei’s looking down at the hands on his body, you said that you were going out with your girls.

“Nena?”

“hmmm? why’re you yelling at Sanzu?”

“I thought you were going out?”

“They ditched me for dick as soon as we got there so I dipped, don’t try to change the subject, Keisuke. Why you yelling at people like you have no decorum?”

In the corner, Tora and Rin snicker at the way the fire in Baji’s eyes literally simmer down as you touch and talk to him. He was so fuckin’ whipped.

“That dumb ass ate my shit. It’s not the first time either, I should start charging you rent and utilities.” he’s fired up once more, ready to beat Sanzu but you’re reprimanding him.

“Kei, I ate your food from the fridge.” You’re mumbling softly once you realize what stuff he’s actually talking about. Honestly, you had meant to order something before he got home but you’d fallen asleep before you could.

“You can eat whatever the hell of mine that you want, him...” he points to Sanzu “doesn’t live here or pay bills but yet still is always touching what doesn’t belong to him.”

“She doesn’t live here either, genius.”

“She, has pretty privilege. You...”

“Keisuke!”

“What?” you almost melt at the pout on his face. Your boyfriend could be a bit possessive with his things and he was working on it, he really was. He did let you have a girl’s night where he didn’t a) fuck you to sleep or b) fuck you and make you so late that there wasn’t any point in showing up. When it came to his food and snacks however, he hadn’t changed. the only exception was you.

“You know he’s sensitive about his scars.” you whisper, moving your hands and lifting your hands to his face,making him look at you.

“Didn’t know you were your girl’s bitch now, Baji.” Sanzu taunts from his corner. One look from you has him shifting in his seat.

“Come cuddle with me, you big cat.” eyes locked on his, you’re rubbing your thumbs across his jaw trying to placate the situation.

“But, bebe--”

“No buts Keisuke, come on.” you state leaving no room for arguments and making your way back down the hall to his room.

Kei huffs out a sigh cutting his eyes at Sanzu before turning his attention to you, now standing in his doorway, slipping his t-shirt from your body.

“Don’t make me repeat myself, Baji Keisuke.”

“Fuckkkk, coming nena.” Kei’s tossing a middle finger to Sanzu and quickly making his way to is bedroom,scooping you up in his arms and kicking his door shut, thankful for automatic locks. He’s dropping you on his bed and looking at you with such heart eyes, you’d be surprised if you weren’t so used to your boyfriend being mean to everyone but you.

Fuck the food, he’d beat Sanzu’s ass later.

Meanwhile, Sanzu’s staring at the text on his screen.

There better be food in the kitchen and his snacks replaced by the time I let him out of this room or I’m telling him that you hoes smoked his weed too.

[ranhaitanisgf]

Hello. Can I request “girl/boy next door” and getting sick” with Kazutora. Reader gets sick and Kazutora takes care of her. Thanks!

— kazutora hanemiya // boy next door // getting sick

☆ ˎˊ˗ helloooo this is my fave cliche ever omfg. why was i such a genius like srsly 16 yr old me was cooking with this cliche event... also this was my first time writing for kazutora !! if i remember correctly, i didn't have him in my regular reqs but i decided to put him in the event reqs, so apologies if hes a bit ooc ... blegh anyways enjoyyyy my lovelies have a wonderful day !! xoxoxo

☆ ˎˊ˗ wc ; 1.5k+

☆ ˎˊ˗ gn!reader implied

masterlist || 2k masterlist

you knew that you had lost when you’d woken up with a sore throat yesterday, but you didn’t think that it was going to escalate into this. you’d felt mostly fine yesterday, a bit under the weather if anything, but it hadn’t been anything that you couldn’t handle, so imagine your surprise when you woke up and felt exponentially worse. 

your vision went fuzzy every time you tried to stand up and you were sure that your night clothes were soaked through with sweat, yet you couldn’t bring yourself to come out from under the blankets, shivering despite the added layers on top of you. the only thing you had the energy for was to flip your phone open and closed, occasionally texting your friends who were telling you about their vacations. 

the air in your room was excruciatingly stuffy, but you swore you would somehow fall out of the window from dizziness if you tried to open it, so you stayed in bed, staring at the ceiling and watching your phone screen for new notifications. 

the silence of your room was disturbed by a light knocking sound; when you sat up in bed and looked to your window, you saw a familiar face wave and smile at you. you could hear his muffled voice through the window, ‘let me in!’. 

you smiled at kazutora, telling him to give you a second as you slowly got up from your bed, throwing on a t-shirt laying on the floor over your tank top. you swayed a bit as you walked over to the window, which you could see made his face twist with concern. a few moments later you opened the window, though you were struggling a bit with opening it more than a few inches. luckily for you, kazutora’s hands slipped under the window, opening it the rest of the way with ease. 

“ah, thanks…” you murmured, yawning a bit as you started to walk back to bed. behind you, you could hear kazutora coming through the window and closing it, and you heard him begin to say something, but a ringing in your ears blocked out his voice. your vision blurred a bit as you swayed once again, the dizziness starting to get to you. you could faintly feel someone grabbing your shoulders, and after a few seconds your vision began to return and the ringing in your ears slowly dissipated.

“...(y/n)?! are you alright?!” in front of you was kazutora, worry strewed over his pretty face. “are you hurt?! what happened-?!” 

“i’m fine kazu…just deathly sick…” you murmured, your eyebrows pinched together. “please stop shouting…”

“deathly sick?! do i need to take you to the hospital??” 

“i just told you to stop yelling, and no. i’ll probably be fine in a couple days, i was joking. lemme get in bed, please.” at your request, kazutora released his hands from your shoulders, though they hovered near you as you walked the last few steps to your bed, scared that you were going to get a wave of dizziness again. 

as soon as you sat down again the dizziness went away, making you feel a bit better. you watched as kazutora hovered over you; you could see the unsaid question on his face, wondering if there’s anything he can do to make you feel better. 

“you can sit down y’know, i’m not actually dying. i’m glad you’re here actually; i was getting so bored.” you groaned, patting the spot next to you for kazutora to sit down. “i’ve been sitting here staring at my phone, waiting for people to text me. how lame is that?” 

he hesitantly sat down next to you, disregarding your words as his hand went to feel your forehead. the coolness of his hand felt nice against your heated flesh, making you sigh a bit in relief. 

“you feel really warm…” he murmured, somehow managing to look even more worried. “have you taken any medicine?” 

“no…” you answered, a bit embarrassed. you’d been feeling too dizzy to go and get medicine from the store, but you supposed that you should have kept some on hand just in case. 

at your words, kazutora suddenly sprung up, mumbling something about having to make a call as he exited your room and stepped out into the hallway. he closed the door, so you could only hear him talking to someone on the phone, but nothing more than just muffled parts of it. after almost five minutes, he came back in your room, a determined look on his face. 

“i-i’ll be back!! just give me a bit, but i’ll be back!” before you could say anything else, kazutora walked across your room, opening the window and climbing out of it. 

dumbfounded, you sat in silence for a moment before flopping back, burying your face in your pillow. 

“he left the window open…” 

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kazutora is feeling very unsure of himself right now. 

despite consulting who he thinks is an expert in these things, he isn’t sure if he’s gotten the right things, and he sure as hell has no clue whether or not it’ll actually help you. 

he’s taken it upon himself to help nurse you back to health; he hasn’t been sick a whole lot of times, but he knew that every time he was sick his mom would always make a bowl of rice porridge and would make him drink a capful of nasty medicine so that he would get better. he knows that you can take care of yourself, and he also knows how much you like being independent, but in all honesty, it gave him a big scare when he saw the state you were in earlier. paired with the fact that you live alone, he was worried that your sickness might get worse and that you wouldn’t call anybody to help you, (he knows that probably wouldn’t happen, but he can’t stop himself from thinking these things). 

and so here he was, nervously biting his nails as he walked back to your house from the convenience store, a plastic bag in his other hand containing all the essentials for taking care of sick people, (according to chifuyu). 

when he arrived at your window, he carefully climbed through, not wanting to scare you.

“(y/n), i’m back-...” kazutora immediately shut himself up when he saw that you were asleep, breathing softly and looking as peaceful as ever. he smiled a bit to himself, walking to your bedside and gingerly setting the plastic bag down beside him. 

the other hard part of this was containing his feelings. 

he had to admit to himself that he had become quite flustered when he’d seen you in just your tank top for that brief moment, glad that you hadn’t been looking his way while he got a handle on his emotions. he’d had an even harder time trying not to get flustered when you had leaned into his hand, resisting the urge to keep your hand on your forehead for longer, (he already had kept his hand there for longer than he probably should have). 

as he watched you sleep, he noticed that your face was a lot more flushed than usual and that your breathing was quite heavy, which made him frown a bit. he wishes that he could transfer your sickness to him, that he could take whatever pain and discomfort you were feeling and give it to himself. he thinks that he feels more pain now just seeing you suffering than any other time he’s felt pain before. 

kazutora is snapped out of his thoughts when your face twists in discomfort, your brows scrunching in your sleep. his hand reaches out all on its own, brushing some of your hair out of your face and tucking it behind your ear. 

what did chifuyu say again…? 

“ah, cold packs…” he murmured to himself, digging through the bag beside him. after a few moments of searching, he found the package, ripping it open and taking a cold pack out. he peeled the sticker covering off and used his sleeve to wipe any sweat and stray hair off of your forehead, taking the sticky part and carefully pressing it to your forehead. 

he’s not sure what else he can do since you’re still sleeping; he brought food for you to eat and medicine for you to take, but he’s also heard that sleep is the best medicine when you’re sick, so he’s not entirely sure if he should wake you up. he shouldn’t, right? 

right. 

he knows it’s probably weird to watch you sleep, but he swears he’s not watching in a weird way! he’s definitely not watching because the hair splayed around your face makes you look divine, no, of course not…

before he knows it, kazutora is leaning forward and he is pressing his lips against the cold pack on your forehead, and oh my god what is he doing?! he immediately leans back, a hand to his lips as he stares at you with wide eyes. you’re not awake, right? he can’t tell if that’s a good or bad thing, because did he just take advantage of the fact that you were sleeping? 

oh god, i’m definitely a freak. 

you’re just glad that the flush from your fever covers up your flush from getting a kiss from the boy you like.

[y-umiko]

RANDOM HOT THINGS THEY DO

A/n: I think I miss writing too much :) anyways- This goes from Hot to cute. character(s): Various characters with no particular order

Baji taking his shirt off by pulling it from the back and over his head, his toned stomach on display for you to see. bonus if he was wearing his sweatpants dangerously low on his hips. do this often within your sight, knowing you can't help but stare.

Kazutora slightly slid off the right part of his jacket to show his sleeveless undershirt, Showcasing his tattoos running up from his right shoulder up to his neck. he does this when it gets too hot for his liking.

Hanma with his hair down and his golden eyes peeking through the strands of hair shows an innocent and sexy charm, this occurrence is most common when his fresh out of the shower or when he has just woken up. claims he hates it when you ruffle his hair but secretly it makes him sleepy.

Kisaki loosening his tie after a long day with one hand then removing his glasses in one swift movement before dropping all his weight into you. tucking his head between your shoulder and neck, mumbling about his day and how much he hated Hanma for making his day unnecessarily hard.

Sanzu habitually sticks out his tongue on almost any occasion while his eyes are dazed and deliriously crossed upward as he slaps the gun onto his tongue. or in just some cases licking his lips while maintaining eye contact at you, aware of his effect on you.

Kakucho rolling the sleeves of his dress shirt, exposing his forearms before doing tedious work, his muscles openly displayed for you to ogle. A few buttons open revealing his collarbone. You swore its almost a sin to look at him.

Ran leaning down to hear you better and clearer, head tilted to the side to allow you to whisper in his ears, before giving his shit-grinning smile.

Rindou not bothering to wipe your lipstick stain after making out or habitually placing his hand in your tight whenever you're sitting together, him tracing random shapes in your skin when he gets bored. your breath hitches when you feel him squeeze your thigh.

Wakasa always smells good no matter what situation, you get a whiff whenever you sat beside him or you pass by him. it was intoxicating.

Draken wiping off his sweat after a workout or after tinkering with his bike, using the bottom of his shirt to give you the perfect view of his abs.

Mikey casually flexes his muscles when he opens that jar of peanut butter for you, even though you know it's not actually that tight.

Chifuyu wiping the corner of your mouth with his thumb and then gives you his closed eyes grinning face that makes your heart flutter.

Mitsuya still being a gentleman even when he's angry, pulling you to the side of the road where there aren’t moving cars while he was scolding you or nagging while he patches you up.

Izana makes good eye contact whenever you hand-feed him snacks or most of the time chocolates, his lips brushing against your fingers, catching you off guard whenever he licks the remnants on your fingers.

Shinichiro grabbing your burnt fingers and places them into his mouth to soothe the burn, concern swirling within his gaze.

Akashi puts off his cigarette and tossing it away whenever you're within the area. 

[kazutora-lover]

It did help me, thank you for the reply!! Anyways, may I request little scenarios with Mitsuya, Mikey, Draken, Baji and Kazutora where the reader dodges their kisses as a prank, please?

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Scenario — "dodging their kisses as a prank"

characters — Mitsuya, Mikey, Draken, Baji & Kazutora

Notes — Consider your request done, lovely person <3 As you didn't specify it, I chose the gn!reader insert. I hope it's not too bad and you'll like it, if you don't — I can always write something else for you (if you'd like me to)

|•} dodging their kisses as a prank (2) — Chifuyu, Wakasa, Shinichiro | m.list

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Mitsuya

Mitsuya came home to you lounging on the sofa, in your dark, perfectly fitted pajamas he made for you. To say that he was happy to finally be able to plop down in your arms, was an understatement. Right as you heard the front door close, you moved up to peek over the headrest of the sofa, to look out for your boyfriend.

Mitsuya shot you a warm smile as he made his way over to you to engulf you in his arms. But when he wanted to give you a kiss, to finally bask in the feeling of being home, you moved your face away, out of his reach.

He was flabbergasted, to say the least. "Darling? Why won't you let me kiss you?"

You on the other hand had to surpress a little giggle and Mitsuya thought you were just playing so he moved to lean in again, his hands placed firmly on your waist. But right as he was about to try to kiss you again, you moved away entirely.

Now it was save to say Mitsuya thought something was up, "Did something happen? Am I not worth kissing today?"

And he said it with the softest voice he could muster too. How were you supposed to keep messing with him.

"I was only playing with you, Takashi," you said as you laughed softly, "Come here, I'll give you as many kisses as you want."

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Mikey

Now, with him, you were gonna have your fun. He's one of a kind, messing with you as he tried to give you wet smooches.

He knew you didn't like it and it also wasn't his usual way of kissing you but today he decided to be an annoying menace.

You scrunched your nose in distaste as you moved away from his filthy mouth before he could kiss you again. "Manjiro, if I wanted to make out with a water fountain, I'd have dated one instead."

Said man scoffed at your attempt to shield yourself away from him. Did it successfully stop him though? You wished it had.

Mikey literally jumped you and sat down on your middle after the both of you fell to the ground in his room with an audible thud. He really thought he did something there, huh? Just as he was about to lean in again, with the intention to give you a surprisingly soft kiss, you put your hand over his mouth shortly before he could reach you.

Said menace didn't want to take any shit from you though so he licked your hand instead. "Mikey, I swear, keep this up and I'll ban you from kissing me for the next 5 years."

You didn't even have to try to prank him, he himself was warning and reason enough to keep his lips away from you sometimes.

Did you still give him a kiss after he kept on bugging you? Yes you did, because in the end, you knew he only wanted to annoy you.

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Draken

Good luck with him because he's one tough guy.

Draken liked to come up to you from behind and he liked to wrap his arms around your form to snuggle into you before he moved his hand up to your chin to turn your face into his direction, ready to place a soft and tender kiss onto your lips.

What he didn't consider was that you were up to no good today. He wasn't even one inch away, already able to smell your fresh scent. That was until you pulled away from him and got out of his embrace entirely.

Draken quirked an eyebrow at you, questioning what you were up to now. He knew by now, that you liked to test him and his patience every other day. But unfortunately for you, he has been with Mikey since their childhood days so he was one patient man.

With determination in his eyes, he walked up to you again, not breaking eye contact and you knew you were in trouble. Have fun escaping and dodging this one.

He moved slowly but he had your whole attention. You were trying to be as cautious as possible to keep an excape route but what you didn't know was that he read your moves before you even considered executing them.

Your boyfriend huffed out a short but deep laugh, "What happened, babe? Not in the mood to reject my kisses anymore?"

And seconds later, he had you caged in his arms, your chin securely held in his hand this time but you still managed to move your head away. "Ken, my love — if you wash the dried oil off your hands, I might consider letting you kiss me to your hearts content."

Said man scoffed, "What are you talking about, my hands are clean." This gave you enough time escape once again and to run away from him, "I know, I only wanted to mess with you."

You were going to give him an even larger bald spot but he loved you nonetheless. It's not the first time he would've been completely bald.

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Baji

The ever so occurring grumble of your boyfriend reached your ears, "Get back here you little shit."

Let's rewind, shall we?

Baji came home into your shared apartment with Chifuyu and Kazutora in tow. His friends waited in the living room as he made his way into the kitchen, where you were currently located as you finished preparing some snacks for later.

Your hot headed boyfriend peeked over your shoulder and tried to move in to place a kiss to your cheek but you were faster and managed to shove his face away, grimacing in the process.

"What's up with you?" Your boyfriend had asked you but the truth is, it was nothing. You just loved to piss him off.

You went on and about, ignoring the still playful glare of your boyfriend from behind you. "Don't you think it's rude to ignore your kind and lovely boyfriends' advances?"

You had decided to play with him a little longer so you turned around, walked over to him and stood right in front of his body that was leaned back against the kitchen counter, "Oh, does my lovely boyfriend need a kissy kiss that bad?"

By now you were just putting yourself in danger, the now evident scowl on his face only deepening. But you decided you weren't done with him yet so you grabbed his face to squish his cheeks and looked at him with love but also mischief in your eyes. You wanted him to think that you'd finally grant him with a kiss.

You leaned in and closed your eyes, trying to keep up your façade to make it seem like he'd be safe from your shenanigans but your next move proved him wrong.

Just as his lips were about to touch yours, you opened your eyes and pushed some of the earlier prepared snacks past his lips and boy, Baji was not amused.

"I swear it was a joke, Kei — stop chasing me."

And Kazufuyu? They always felt highly entertained when they found themselves over at your apartment.

——————————————————————————————

Kazutora

Please, why would you do this to him?

Poor baby thought he did something wrong when you constantly shifted away from him and his attempts to get a kiss from you.

The first time he tried to kiss you, everything was still fine. He had come home a little bit later than usual as he, Baji and Chifuyu had a busy day at the shop. When he got home, he immediately went to the bathroom to wash his hands and then changed into more comfortable clothes before he made his way back to you, as you laid on the sofa, watching a movie.

Tora snuggled up to your form and stole part of your blanket to warm up as well. It was nothing new, really.

And when he glanced at you, he saw you already staring at him so he took this as his chance to give you a quick peck. But right before his lips could touch yours, you moved away with a frown on your equally as pretty face as his.

At first he didn't think too much of it but when he moved closer again, you put your hand atop his chest to keep him away from you and by now he tried to search your face for any signs but you only smiled at him.

Tora pouted in response to your act, "Did I do something wrong? Is it because I was late? You said it was okay earlier, didn't you?"

You only shook your shoulders in response. Though, you found it hard to keep up your silly little act. Your boyfriend may present himself as especially tough sometimes, but you knew he was the softest bean to exist.

Kazutora was so confused that he didn't want to initiate another kiss, in fear of it getting rejected yet again. He thought you'd come 'round eventually and that's exactly what you did because you are equally as whipped for him as he is for you.

With a beaming smile on your face, you looked up at him, "I'm sorry Tora, I was just messing with you," then you proceeded to wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer under the blanket, "You can kiss me after you've warmed up a bit, you're an ice block."

[buccini555]

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚 ♡

≡ You decide to go on a date with Hanma, but you get a surprise at the end of the night.

⌕ x r e a d e r !

★ 𝑭𝒕. Hanma Shuji and Kazutora Hanemiya

⚠︎!! alcoholic drinks (vodka), drunkenness, cigarettes, mention of s♡x and Infidelity(?)

That night Hanma had asked you out on a date, obviously, you can't let surprised by the boy proposal, as Shuji doesn't usually like romance, but out of exception, he made the decision to indulge in some kind of cheap romance.

Almost at dawn, Hanma went to pick you up at your house, as soon as you heard the insistent knocking on the door, you realized that he had arrived.

He hugged you, gently kissing your neck and holding tight to your waist.

— I want to take you somewhere fun, hmm?

He whispered with a slow breath, leaving you with a slight shiver, soon, you agreed to go to the unknown place, so, you walked a few blocks away from your house, arriving at an empty street full of alleys, you didn't understand where Hanma wanted to arrive, but he just kept walking through the dark streets holding the tattooed man's hand, when you least expected it, Hanma pulled you into one of the alleys, pinning you against the wall and covering your mouth gently.

— The place I intend to take you is a secret, so it's better to forget that we were ever here, understand, my baby?

You just nodded, making the taller one let go of you, walking back, this time in that unhealthy and even more dimly lit alley, you reached a small garage, quickly, Hanma opened the door, making you enter with even more quickly, the place was empty but at least there were some points of light in it, Hanma took some bottles that were on top of the counter and offered you that drink that seemed to be there for decades, however, you did not refuse to take a sip, pure vodka and Hanma wasn't worried about getting drunk.

After taking a few more sips, Hanma sat on the couch, later making you sit on his lap, between puffs on cigarettes and sips of drink, he kept giving you breathtaking kisses, subtly pressing your body against his lap, making you feel how much he wanted you at that moment, it was undeniable that Hanma was already getting completely stoned and more and more excited for you, seeing those almond eyes begging for at least a drop of pleasure, you finally made the decision to give for Hanma what he wanted so much before he fell from so much drunkenness.

As soon as they "finished" the act, Hanma could not even stand to remain seated, for that reason, you made him lie down, helping him to get dressed, together also putting his clothes back and while gently caressing the boy's bleached hair unconscious after three full bottles of vodka, you felt a strange presence.

The silence of the place didn't let lie that the environment was completely empty, or at least, that's what you wanted to believe at the time, you tried to wake up Hanma, but clearly the amount of alcohol he had ingested would make him sleep until the next morning, once again, suddenly, you heard something, a tin can noise or something, and in an act of extreme courage, you asked if there was anyone in the middle of that totally abandoned place, without waiting for an answer, you calmed down, until from afar, at the end of the hall, you can clearly hear a laugh, fear took over your body, but you just tried to ignore it, until, from the same hall, someone appeared.

Kazutora Hanemiya, a member of the same gang as Hanma, seeing that boy looking at you, you just remained silent.

— Hey, don't worry, I would never hurt someone as beautiful as you.

You continued in silence, immediately recognizing Kazutora, you had never spoken before but knew each other by sight.

— You were here all the time?

You questioned the boy, of course, at that moment you only thought about the fact that Kazutora saw you having sex with Hanma.

— Let's just say I've been inside here enough to see you...

He responded immediately, letting out a wry laugh as he looked at you.

— I'm leaving...

You got up, even worried about an unconscious Hanma, you knew he knew how to take care of himself better than you.

— Do you really think I'm going to let you go off these dangerous streets alone? What do you have in that head?

Hanemiya approached you, he clearly wouldn't allow you to walk alone at that early hour.

— Did this son of a bitch drink himself out and leave his hottie girlfriend alone?

— It seems so.

— ... Can I make you company?

You fell silent again, still embarrassed by the situation, but since you were there, deep down you didn't want to miss out on Kazutora's presence.

— M-may.

— Still ashamed?

He moved even closer to you, gently cupping your face and making you look at him.

— It's not alright.

— You have such a pretty mouth, sweetie, I saw you know how to use it well.

— Wh-what?”

— Don't be disingenuous, Baby...

— I'm not!

— Not what I saw with my beautiful eyes.

You walked away from Kazutora, making him surprised by your attitude.

— You should stop watching people!

— Hmm? What a lack of education, you who invaded my space.

— I'm so sorry...

— Are you sorry?

— Yes, I would never know this place belongs to you.

— I'll forgive you…if you do me a favor.

— What do you want?

— Don't you find me more attractive than he is?

- No! Obviously not!

— Don't lie to me, pretty.

Of course, you wouldn't assume that you strangely found Kazutora attractive, until the two of you ended up getting even closer, you didn't think twice about giving yourself away at that moment when Kazutora stole a kiss from you.

— Gonna give me what I want, little bitch?

— I-I will

— You sure baby?

— ... I'm sure.

The previously unknown gave you another kiss, this time, you ended up reciprocating it, and then, he held you by the waist with one hand and with the other lightly pulled your hair, you no longer cared about Hanma at that moment, you just continued to kiss Kazutora as if there was no other chance.

— Fuck me the way I saw you fuck with Hanma, baby.

He said in a low tone, placing you on top of a small bench, for a moment, you thought about denying the invitation, but the way he touched you made you change your mind, finally, you ended up giving in to Kazutora's wishes.

[atsumwah]

hanemiya kazutora is the type of man who will look you in the eyes when you're talking. he has his chin propped up on the table as you talk about your day, smiling ever so softly as your hands went about in crazy gestures. he finds it adorable and he likes knowing about your day when he wasn't with you.

hanemiya kazutora is the type of man who likes to buy you trinkets. sees a key chain you'd like? grabbing it immediately. sees a flower when he's at the park? plucks it and gives it to you. sees bangles he thinks will look good on you? buying it without hesitation.

hanemiya kazutora is the type of man who will mouth the words to the movie. he doesn't even realize it sometimes but you do and you can't help but think it's cute. especially when it's musicals and you can hear him singing the songs under his breath.

hanemiya kazutora is the type of man loves to give you forehead kisses. it's the most closest level of intimacy for him. when he wakes up in the morning and is met with your sleeping figure, he places the softest kiss on your forehead and relishes when he sees you scrunching your nose in your sleep. or when you need reassurance, he kisses your forehead and feels you relax under his touch.

hanemiya kazutora is the type of man that still gets flustered when he sees you getting ready. he feels like a he shouldn't be a creep and watch you get dress (not that you mind, hell you encourage it even) but he can't help it! you just have that effect on him and well you're not exactly complaining ;)

hanemiya kazutora is the type of man that loves it when you play with his hair. he loves the feeling of your fingers combing their way through his locks and he loves it even more when you start to braid it or style it any way you want too. will use any excuse to have you tie his hair up in a ponytail for him

[authorluvgxbby]

HII! I hope you’re taking care of yourself :) I wanted to request TR boys sneaking in your room at 3am to wake us up and do some stupid stuff with them but they end up confessing afterwards. If not then that’s totally okay have a nice day/night!!

I Just Wanna Be Yours

Includes: Kazutora, Hanma, Ran

Note: I recommend playing I Wanna Be Yours By Arctic Monkeys for a better experience! Enjoy!

Warnings: Mentions of weed, mentions of alcohol/alcohol consumption (not underaged drinking), slight suggestive teasing in Kazutora's part. Rest is fluff.

Kazutora

Usually every other teenager would jump at the chance to sneak out in the middle of the night to do god knows what unholy things as a result of them surely getting grounded for life by nagging parents. But, you were different. 

Unlike your friends who always stayed out, doing their own thing, you decided to spend your weekend enjoying time to yourself while relishing in the joy of getting a full eight hours of sleep before transitioning back to dealing with your stressful weekday routine of high school. Your mom was out of town working, so there wasn’t any point in sneaking out. Besides, you preferred staying home compared to running the streets.

You enjoyed the time alone and getting a good night’s rest was a bonus!

You had already freshened up and changed into a comfortable set of pajamas. Slipping into the warmth of your comforter and numerous pillows, you sighed in content. 

There was nothing better than getting ready for bed after relaxing on a Saturday. 

Everything was just perfect. The room was cool, your bed was warm to perfection, and your eyes were already droopy, ready to be closed for rest. Nothing could prevent you from sleeping through the night. The moment your head made contact with your pillow, you were out like a light. 

But of course, all good things must come to an end. 

It seemed as if you hadn’t fallen asleep at all when you were suddenly startled by the sound of what seemed to be small pebbles knocking against your window. 

Your eyes flew open at the small pangs against the glass. You quickly sat up, heart beating partially fast at the sudden disturbance. You glance at the window, and then to your nightstand where your digital clock sat. Squinting, you briefly check the time that glowed across the small screen: 3 A.M.

Who on earth could be up at three in the morning throwing rocks at my window??

You certainly didn’t know. Anyone who knew you knew better than to disturb you on your weekends. 

Once again, the pang of rocks against your window rang in your ears. 

Groaning, you rubbed your temples. 

“This is ridiculous…” you muttered, already annoyed at the disruption of your precious sleep.

Reluctantly, you slipped out of bed and quietly padded over to the window, determined to find out who could possibly be disrupting your sleep at this ungodly hour.

Unlocking your window, you slide it up, and peek your head out.

“Pssst! y/n!,” a familiar voice whispers from below.

Cocking a brow, you look down, only to be met with a pair of golden eyes and a familiar head of blonde and black locks.

“Kazutora? I-Is that you?” you replied in the same hushed tone.

“Quick! Throw down the rope will ya?”

He must be joking.

“Go to bed!” you deadpanned.

His eyes were wide, “W-what? Please! It’s cold!”

You sighed tiredly, glancing back inside your room and back to your pleading friend. 

“Wait there!”

He smiles in reply, nodding as he waits for you to throw down his entrance to your window. 

Searching your closet, you found an old knot of sheets you had made into a rope. After all, this wasn’t the first time Kazutora has shown up to your window asking to be let in. However, it was the first he’s ever come unannounced. He knew better, so why not warn you ahead of time?

You tie one of the ends to your bedpost and throw the rest of it down. Afterwards, you settle yourself on the edge of the bed that faces the window. Patiently, you waited for Kazutora to climb through, which didn’t take very long. 

Less than five minutes later, he managed to get himself halfway through. Soon he’s slumped against the floor, grinning like a dork at you.

Frowning, you crossed your arms.

“Don’t tell me you're mad at me for waking you up?” he quipped.

“Kazutora…it’s too late to be pulling stunts like this. We’re not little kids anymore.” you huff, giving him a pointed look.

His grin staggers, flashing a guilty grimace. “I-I know, it’s just…I didn’t have any plans so I was hoping we’d go on–I don’t know–a little adventure,” he pauses, glancing back at you and then shooting his gaze at the ground, “like we used to…” he sighs.

Your harsh stare softens and your shoulders relax. 

“If you wanted to hang out, you could’ve said something,” I whispered. 

He perks up, hopeful eyes captured by your own. There’s a pause, a quick silence.

“You know I won’t say ‘no’ to you Kazutora.” You breathe out.

There’s more silence between you two, and at the moment, you didn’t even care that it was late and you were losing sleep. You didn’t want him to leave, but it was hard to really sit in the same room with him right now. It was tense, and neither of you dared to speak up. 

There’s a sudden shift in weight next to you on the bed, looking back up, you turn to the side, meeting your friend’s slightly flushed face.

“Hey, um,” he clears his throat, “that…was a lie.”

Your brows furrowed. “Hm? What do you mean ‘tora?”

Situating himself more comfortably on your bed, he folds his arms, holding your curious gaze.

“The truth is…I just…I wanted to be with you. I-I missed you, I guess.” 

You blinked a few times, processing his words carefully so as to not mistaken his intentions. But, once it clicked what was going on, it was pretty clear to you as to what the poor boy was trying to say. So far, he was as red as a tomato, and it killed you at how cute he looked. You got the hint, but you would rather hear it from him.

“What’s that mean?” you asked coyly, leaning in towards him with a grin. You dropped your hands to your sides, awaiting a response from the struggling juvenile.

He takes a shaky breath, swallowing thickly as he considers his next words. 

“I just…I couldn’t stop thinking about you s’all…” he mumbles.

Clicking your tongue, you get on all fours, slowly crawling towards Kazutora until he’s backed up and eventually trapped between you and the mattress.

“Kazutora, do you…like me?” you teased.

He nods, his head hazy and spinning from the close proximity. “I-I do!”

After the small confirmation, you were satisfied, immediately collapsing on top of him and snuggling into his chest. 

“Good. ‘Cuz, I like you too!”

Groaning, he envelopes you in a warm embrace, returning the small ounce of affection.

“W-why didn’t you say something sooner then?!” he whines.

“Because you're cute when you’re nervous!” You laughed airly.

For the rest of the night, he stayed with you, falling into a deep sleep in the comforts of your warm bed.

Hanma

There wasn’t a night that went by that Hanma didn’t appear from your bedroom window. He was always welcome to use the front door. You even went as far as to give him an extra key to your apartment. 

However, according to your manic friend, using the door “wasn’t as welcoming” compared to using your window as an entrance. Either way, you didn’t mind Hanma’s company or his random appearances. 

It was comforting in a way. It was like a fresh touch of color to your daily plain routine.

Tonight was exactly the same. 

Hanma had recently texted you not too long ago, saying he’d drop by to hang out. Per usual, you had opened your apartment’s window, waiting for Hanma to climb down the apartment balcony staircase. 

From there, you would wait in your bed with a book in hand as you waited for Hanma.

Ten minutes later, there’s a knock on the wall. Turning your attention from your reading, you meet with the familiar wicked smile of your awaited guest.

“Hey there sweetcakes. Missed me?” 

Rolling your eyes, you bookmark your page and place the book on your nightstand.

“Hardly.” you lied.

Hanma scoffs, climbing through the opening of your window with a noticeably big plastic bag in hand. 

Tilting your head slightly to the side, you eye the items in the bag with a questioning stare. 

“What's in the bag?”

“Hm? This?”

He grins, proudly raising the bag in his left hand as if he had just found gold, “I’d thought we would make some weed brownies and try ‘em!”

“W-weed WHAT?!” you choked, baffled at how calm he was at the sudden proposal of doing something very much illegal.

He cocks a brow, “Hm? What? You don’t like brownies?” He questioned thoughtfully. 

You were ready to smack him upside the head and scold his ass right on the spot, but you caught yourself and recollected your composure before losing your cool.

“Hanma…it’s not normal for ordinary people to spend the night making weed brownies.” you sighed, smoothing the lines on your forehead.

“Where the hell did you even get the weed?”

“I know a friend,” he simply shrugs, walking over to you and casually situating himself next to you on your bed. 

Both of you rested against the headboard of the bed, enjoying each other’s company in the quiet with nothing but the rambunctious sound of the ongoing city of Kabukicho filling the gap between the two of you. 

“Have you ever made a weed brownie before?” you chimed, staring at the chipped ceiling of your small apartment. 

“Yeah, plenty of times.” he muffledly replied, lighting the cigarette that rested between his lips.

“Let’s make some tomorrow.”

He gently blows a puff of smoke, smirking as he turns his head to you, “Sure thing Sweets.”

You chuckle at his ridiculous pet name, while a warmth spreads across your chest, rising to your cheeks. 

“Hey…” he pipes up, turning your gaze towards his own. “I’ve, um–been meaning to tell you somethin’.”

“What’s that?” you asked warily, a small grin gracing your tired features.

“...I really like you y/n.” he sighs, once again exhaling a large cloud of smoke from his thin lips. 

You knit your brows together, eyes searching his expression for any foul play. 

“Hanma…” He turns his gaze back to you, “did you eat a weed brownie before coming here?”

He flicks your forehead.

“Ouch! Hey!” you rub your forehead while using your other free hand to swat his shoulder.

“That’s for asking dumb shit. Of course I didn’t.” he scoffs, mildly glaring at you.

You huff, settling down in your spot as you process his sudden confession. 

“But, why?”

“Hm?” he furrows his brows, taking small puffs of his cigarette before resting it between his fingers. “Why what?”

“Why do you like me?”

There’s a heavy silence weighing down on the two of you. Hanma stares at you for a little longer, before turning his attention to the blank, dull walls of the room. 

“I like you because you're different.”

You return to face him with your own stare. 

“Different, how?”

He smirks and returns your fixated gaze, “Give me a chance and you'll see~” he winks. “You won’t regret it.”

You did give him a chance. And you never regretted it at all.

Ran

You weren’t expecting a visit from Ran. Especially through the window of your run down apartment building. 

You just came back from taking a double shift from work. It was well past 2 in the morning and all you wanted to do was crash for the night. 

Trudging through your apartment, you kick off your shoes and sling your bag on the couch. 

You make your way over to the fridge where you kept a bottle of wine. Grabbing the bottle you take it with you into your bedroom. 

Once you close the door behind you, you turn around and are met with a familiar lanky figure in your bed. 

“Oh, great your home.” Ran casually exclaims as he thumbs through a random book from your shelf. 

He glances at you and then down to the wine bottle in your hand. Cocking a brow, he folds his arms and says, “Rough night?”

“Yeah,” you sigh dejectedly, trudging over to his spot and settling next to him in the bed. 

“Mind if you share that?” he asked, nudging his elbow gently to your side with a tired smile.

You hum, handing over the bottle while you stare at the static TV screen. “Go ahead.”

He gently grasps the bottle, easily unscrewing the cap and downing a good mouthful of the bitter liquid before handing it back to you.

“You should seriously get that thing fixed.”

“I don’t mind the static…” you wearily say, downing your own mouthfuls of the harsh liquor.

“You had a rough night yourself?” you asked, looking over to him to study his features more closely. He’s usually covered in cuts and bruises, sometimes after getting into another brawl. Tonight was just that.

Ran’s once porcelain, smooth skin was now littered with small cuts and a few bruises. Nothing major to damage the face. You could even go so far as saying he looked more handsome when he was a little roughed up. Of course, you would never admit it out loud. He’d never let you hear the end of it.

“You could say that.” he chuckles, turning his attention to the static of the TV. 

“Wanna talk about it?” you asked.

“...would it make me feel better?”

“You tell me.”

He stays quiet for a moment, shaking his head.

“I got into a fight.”

“Well duh, I already know that dummy.” you sigh, pinching your bruised cheek.

“Ow, so mean.” he pouts, turning to face you again. 

You suppress the smile creeping on your lips and press them into a firm line.

“Why did you start a fight?”

“Bold of you to assume I’m the one who picked a fight first.”

You give him a pointed look, ignoring the lousy answer. Your eyes narrow as you press for the truth. 

“Ran.”

Now it was his turn to sigh. “Ok, so I did start it first, so what?” he huffs, staring back at the TV. 

Your gaze softens at his hardened tone. You gently take his hand and squeeze down gently. 

“Why?” you voiced softly.

Once again he goes quiet, attempting to find the proper answer to your persistent questions. When he does, he doesn’t look at you, he just continues to stare at the static screen of the TV.

“Because they mocked the woman I care about the most and I’d be damned if I didn’t teach them a lesson about bad-mouthing you.” he muttered irritably, his hand tightening around your own. 

You were shocked, not just by the subtle confession, but also by his angered expression.

For the first time, you saw Ran Haitani angry with someone else besides his little brother. And deep down, it touched you knowing that he cared. 

Smiling, you wrap his arm around your shoulders, scooting closer to him and pulling the covers over the both of you. 

“That’s fine with me.” you whispered against him.

"Really?" he whispers back.

You hummed," Yeah. I'll let it slide this time. But afterwards, not more pointless fighting."

He smirks.

"Yes Ma'am."

For the rest of the night, the two of you sat in each other’s company, eventually falling asleep in a warm embrace.