#hehe..... obviously i bought them. sigh

[lunetual]

introducing MEONGKO !! 🐶🐳

global purchase link here. sorry to once again promote capitalism but i also try to promote giving yourself nice things and !! what could be nicer than min’s little pup wearing a whale hoodie <3

[daintyys]

bf sejanus bf sejanus bf sejanus

fluff! - 426 words, fem reader x sejanus plinth, in the spirit of valentines day this is js a little blurb about you and sej on v-day!

pls fill my inbox up i have no ideas but i need to post hehe

you almost forgot what day it was, waking up and starting your day as usual. nothing seemed abnormal. you were going to go to work, obviously, then meet your boyfriend, sejanus, for coffee afterwards. that is, until you heard your doorbell ring. it was 8 in the morning, who could possibly want something so early?

you grumbled, scuffling to the front door, mug of tea in-hand. opening the door, you were surprised to see your boyfriend. then it clicked. you realized it was valentines day.

and here you were, groggy, in desperate need of caffeine, and dreading heading to the office. sejanus, on the other hand, looked dashing standing in your doorway with a bouquet of pink tulips tucked under his arm. he grinned from ear to ear when he saw you. that was something you adored about sejanus; he was always so happy to see you.

"hello, my love." he beamed, kissing your cheek. you got a whiff of his cologne, a present you had bought him for your 1 year anniversary. "sej, i honestly forgot what day it was." you admitted, pulling him inside.

"had a feeling. you've been quite busy with work." your boyfriend hummed, pulling the mug out of your hand and placing it on the counter. you grinned as he pulled you into a hug, his arms wrapped around your body, and his face buried in your hair. "happy valentines day, darling." you gushed, pecking his forehead.

"happy valentines day, y/n." sejanus responded, pulling away from the hug. you eyed the flowers still in his hand, and he chuckled. "i know how much you love tulips." he made his way into the kitchen, retrieving a jar to place them in. "god, i love you so much." you mused, heading to your bedroom to finish getting ready.

sejanus removed his coat, hanging it and following you to your bedroom. he leaned in the doorway as you changed. "it's really a shame i have to go to work today, you know" you sighed, putting on your bra. sejanus entered your room, hooking your undergarment for you and admiring your body.

"so you wouldn't be angry if i told you i called you in sick today, right?" he tittered, kissing your shoulder. you spun around to face him. "you didn't!" sejanus broke out in a grin. "i did."he looked so proud of himself, and you looked so proud of him. "i couldn't stand the thought of you working on a special day like this." sejanus sighed, snaking his hands around your waist.

[audie430]

BSD guys comfort you when you feel down

ft. dazai, chuuya, ranpo, atsushi

Hello beautiful! I hope you're doing well :) in honor of bungou stray dogs season 4, here are some new headcanons. I'm writing some hurt-comfort/fluff once more bc I'm a sucker for it and I'm ready for the year to be over already (only 10 days in haha💀).

Chuuya Nakahara

lmao fiesty boi

more spicy than takis

anyways

this shawty is a busy man, he has lots of work to always do so it would take him a few days to realize you're in a funk

I think he would figure out when he comes home for dinner and you arent as expressive as you usually are

he fell in love w you for how pure and adorable you areeee😭😭💕

he would ask what youre preparing for dinner and you'd answer w smth like "sigh, whatever you want. Or take out."

This boy loves your food, even if you suck at cooking

He sees you on the couch scrolling through your phone, seeing your unhappy expression

"Hey y/n.. whats wrong?"

"Hm? oh nothing, Im fine"

GIRLIE CUT THE CRAP-

hehe jkjk unless..

he would obviously not break you bc youre like invinsible and like the biggest stone walls protect your heart from being vulnerable :/

He'll tell you he's getting chinese or smth and grab his keys to leave

but in reality he goes out to the store and buys all your fav things and the things that remind him of you

this guy is rich, he will buy you everything

Imagine him coming home w ingredients for your fav meal and an extra bag w a new teddy bear and maybe even a face mask, perfume, and a new nail polish color, or maybe matching hoodiessss

"uh chuuya, what are you doing? what's that?"

"I dont know whats burdening your sweet lil head, but darling whatever it is, just acknowledge those bad feelings and set them aside. You're so strong, but I want you to rest now. I bought you something and Im gonna be cooking your favorite tonight. Go open your gift, I'll tell you when food is done."

cue your tears

"darling?"

"..thank you bub"

he'll wrap you in his arms, rubbing your head, and drawing shapes on your back

"shhh sh sh, I'm here now"

he'll grab a chair so you can hang out w him in the kitchen while he cooks

he'll softly smile everytime your face lights up while you are opening your gifts

then you'll get to the bottom of your present

a rock?

"rocks always remind me of you, silly girl"

he was your penguin, giving you the smoothest part of earth he could find

after dinner, he'll get a bath running and join you

just innocent touches on your body to help you relax and sweet nothings to help your tired mind.

you practically become jelly in his hold

he'll carry you to bed, rub your back some more

all the head kisses in the world from chuuya ofc

"sleep well, little lamb"

Osamu Dazai

im simping all over again, pls let me drown w him

i wanna cuddle and watch disney movies pls😩

depression who

this man knows the dark side, he has always had to protect himself from others

until he met you anyways

Lets say yall have been together for about 8-9 ish months. You both have opened up about your lives, but ofc not everything

Your past rises to the surface, whatever it is: its a bad memory and you break down

Im gonna say you found smth triggering while you scrolled through your cell phone

You were taking a sip of water when it happened and it caused your hand to slip

glass broken everywhere; the sound was loud and made your mind fuzzy

You couldnt move

"Dearest, i'm homeeeee🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻"

literally not rn dazai-

anyway, his eyes widen. there you are on the brink of collapse

your knees are physically trembling, eyes watering and foggy

you couldnt even process dazai being there, did you even know he was there?

"y/n.. dont. move. I'll pick up the glass"

he needs to make your surroundings are safe before he can assess what the hell actually happened here

you answer him with a whimper, still trembling

he quickly sweeps the glass closest to you so he can grab your hand. you flinch but allow the touch otherwise so he can set you down

youre sitting on the floor while he picks up the rest of the glass

once he tosses the glass out into the bin, you couldnt hold it in as you started bawling

dazai quickly comes to you, he kneels in front of you trying to get your attention

thankfully you look at him and reach for him

he gently manuvers you onto his lap and allows you to curl into him

"o-osamu, I cant anymore, it.. it hurts"

the detecrive wont say anything more than a few short comforting whisperings and shushing you while he plays with your hair and gives your head a few kisses

he'll wait to move from the floor when you can breathe, and if you need a little guidance, he will see to it

"y/n, look at the palm of my hand. When we breathe in, you're gonna slowly trace all my fingers starting with my thumb, okay? You're gonna do the same thing when we breathe out. Go from the middle of my palm to the thumb, alllll the way to my pinky, can my lovely do that? here, lets do it together."

And slowly you inhale, you tickle his fingers when you trace the base of each of them up to his fingertips, then go back down to meet the following finger. You make your way back to his thumb and you exhale as you repeat the action all over again.

he'll pick your body up against his and he'll cuddle you in bed until you fall asleep

"my sweet girl, you did so well. I love you, have sweet dreams. I'll join you soon."

And when you wake up, you'll be met with your fav take out and a new spft blanket that was just in the dryer

Ranpo Edogawa

how did this man realize his feelings for you? or do you just taste like chocolate?

you knew coming into this relationship would be difficult

he's a literal child at 26

You or someone else will have to tell ranpo that you arent doing so great

in this scenario, we're gonna say someone else

kunikida: "hey ranpo, whats going on with y/n lately?"

"its probably their time of the month"

👊🏻💥

he's clueless until he puts on those glasses istg

he'll give you a glance and realize you're basically sulking

your shoulders look stiff, you have bags under your eyes, you look shaky, but not sick?

he put on his glasses and it all literally clicked

"ohh so thats what it is"

"uh ranpo who are you talking to?"

"not right now astushi, youll understand when youre older"

if yall are still at work when he gets the time to start a conversation with you, he will give you a snack of your choosing

and yes he will pout

"huh you want that one?! ahh, okay.."

and then youll quickly excuse yourself to do more work to rid yourself of your negative thoughts

youll drive ranpo and yourself home. you slump on the couch, your eyes watering. You are so tired

Ranpo will sit next to you and harshly pull you into his side to kiss your head before laying your head on his lap

"I dont like it when your sad, and I'm not good with nice words, but I can listen so spit it out so I can make you feel better."

he'll hold you all night, however you'd like

and if you rant thats up to you

just know that he is right there and you're in this together♥︎

Atsushi Nakajima

rawr

he's a sweet lil angel and will do ANYTHING to make you smile

"uhm y/n, i'll turn into a tiger for you"

"hey y/n just wanted to let you know that I did the dishes!"

"hey sweetie! do you wanna cuddle, maybe?"

^his love language is def shown through actions so he will either hold you or help you through most of your chores

it all started at the beginningnof the week, you were not feeling it

it was rainy and you were exhausted: it was only monday

you both had off work and it was pouring out, so you were stuck at home

atsushi said he would start w the chores but you didnt think he meant yours too

the whole apartment was tidy and he was even making you your fav sandwhich

he even turned on your fav show before giving you lunch

he sat next to you and pulled your feet into his lap

when he was done your sandwich, he massaged your feet and ankles and even kissed your toes to make you laugh

dw, you were wearing socks

affer eating and your episode finished, atsushi decided to pull out your record player and play your fav songs

*imagine enchanted by ts playing while he spun you in the living room🥺

"ahh, atsu! hahah"

it was.. enchanting to meet you

"oh princess, you make me wonder what I did just to have you in my life"

"I love you so much, let me take care of you today, and everyday after that."

"I want to watch you walk down the aisle in a pretty white dress"

he rlly simps for you, hard

astushi will spoil you the rest of the day with lingering soft touches, give you an early present that he was saving for your birthday, make dinner too

he would run you a bath and let you borrow his favorite hoodie and blush when you smell him on it

youre so tiny in his hoodies😭😭 he absolutely adores it

and he hopes that he can forever make you smile

"I never want to be the reason to make you cry, rest now. I'll protect you tonight. Every night, I promise" *kiss

oml look yall I did it, i wrote fanfiction. I hope yall have a great new year! dont forget to give me some ideas for work in the future, I will love yout input! have a lovely day, gorgeous :)

[heeseung-min]

Christmas with yandere enha? s/o and enha do fun stuff at christmas

fluff :)

oh my god this is cute😆😆😆

Yandere Enhypen Reaction: christmas with their s/o☃️🎄

Heeseung

"Heeseung!!! Let's make ginger bread. I watched some recipe on youtube."

You pulled your boyfriend's hand to the kitchen before stared preparing the ingredients. The man looked a bit confused because he didn't know what to do and waiting for your instruction.

"Baby, I think we should just buy from bakery instead. It's too much work."

"No, it's not! I mean- well this is our first time doing it but that's okay. Who knows maybe the first try is better."

You wiggling your eyebrows to him while confidently put the ingredients inside a big bowl.

However, Heeseung is right.

Both of you were staring at the gingerbreads in front of you. It was hard as rock and burnt. You giggled embarassingly when you realised you had mistaken the time to put it in oven.

"Hehe well...people make mistakes, you know? Maybe we should buy it from bakery."

Heeseung shook his head after let out a sigh. He can't be mad at what you did even though you nearly burn the kitchen. You are precious after all. He hugged you closer and kissed your forehead making you blushed badly at the sudden affection.

"How about we stay here and eat ramen together?"

"What the fuck Heeseung...it's literally christmas and you wanted to eat ramen??"

"It's better than burnt desserts."

"Hey!"

Jay

You were excited to open the prizes you guys bought for each other. You told Jay to buy anything that he think you would like because you want it to be surprise.

However, you forgot to tell your rich boyfriend the amount of gift he should buy.

Now, in front of you there were 10 presents and most of them are in huge size. Meanwhile you on the other hand had prepared only two gifts for him.

"Wow, so many presents."

Jay laughed and handled you one of it for you to open.

"You can open it first, honey."

When you had opened half of the prizes, you became slowly disappointed on yourself because everything that Jay bought for you are literally expensive and branded while you only knitted a sweater and scarf for him.

You looked at him worriedly when he tear the wrap paper apart and examining the sweater and scarf you made by yourself.

"I'm- I'm sorry I should buy something expensive for you. I thought you wouldn't buy me expensive thing for this christmas so I decided to knit the sweater and the scarf. I'm sorry if you hate the- aackk"

A sudden hug from him stopping you to talk. He giggled and left some kisses on your skin.

"Hate? Honey, I will accept anything you did for me."

Jake

You were sulking.

And obviously it's Jake's fault.

Both of you had went to stores to buy decoration for christmas. It was fun at first with Jake trying the fake white beard and act as Santa but that's changed when there were three boys you assumed there were middle school students complimenting you. You were so glad and thanked them but Jake being mad at them and caused a small argument.

You knew your boyfriend is posessive but this time is not grown adult but a boy that talked to you. Nothing wrong with that and he's too stubborn to admit his wrong thus making you giving him silent treatment.

Now, it's been hours and you still didn't talk to him. It made your boyfriend felt lonely because he always cling to you and do the decorating together.

He sighed when he realised you will not talk to him until he apologises. He lowkeyly admitted it was childish of him to get mad at the boys but he is jealous okay?

"I'm sorry. Are you still admit at me?"

No response. Jake whined when you decided to leave him alone at the couch. He ran after you and stopping in front of you making you glare at him.

"You need to kiss me."

"What?!"

Jake lifting his finger up to make you see what was the above of you.

A mistletoe.

You rolled your eyes when the man in front of you smiled brightly and puckered his lips for you to kiss.

You can't be mad at him for too long when you love him too much so you hold his cheeks and kissed him. He made you squealed when he pulled you closer to his body.

"Merry christmas, y/n."

"Merry christmas, Jake."

Sunghoon

"Make sure to balance yourself and slowly try to walk."

You guys were skating on frozen lake near the house. You asked Sunghoon to teach you how to skate since he is pro on it. But, after few times trying to teach you, you still couldn't balance yourself and keep falling.

Sunghoon also not giving any help instead laughing when that happened. You gave up on the skating and slowly walked out of the lake and sat on the ground that covered by snow.

"Are you giving up already? Come on, I didn't know you are that weak."

"I don't want to skate anymore. You keep laughing on me."

You took a handful of snow and shaped it to round. Sunghoon giggled at your acts then doing few rounds skating on the ice. After 15 minutes, he went to look for you but frowned when he didn't see you playing with snow like earlier instead he only saw a snowman.

"What the? Did she-?"

He nearly ran wanted to find you but stopped when he felt snow behind his head. He became relief when he turned back to see you were laughing at his confused and shocked face.

"Do you think I'm running away, Hoon?"

"Woman, you make me scared."

"Catch me if you can!"

It is definitely the best christmas ever you spent with Sunghoon.

Sunoo

Sunoo and you were playing snowball fight. You woke him up this early morning to build snowman and when it was nearly done, you threw a handful of snowball to his face. That's how the fight started.

Sunoo looking at you running from him while giggling uncontrollably. Seeing you with that bright smile and happiness on your face made him flustered and proud at the same time.

It's been a year and this is the first time he spent christmas together with you. He swear this moment is magical and hoping there will be many memories he can create-

"Why are you stopping? I thought we were fighting snowball here."

You pouted when Sunoo stop fighting and looking at him confusely. You slowly back away when he ran to you and shouted a little when both of you fell to the ground.

It didn't hurt since the ground covered with snow but you were flustered at the sudden close distance between him and you.

"What- what are you doing..Sunoo?"

"Are you blushing right now, baby?"

"I- I'm not! I just asked why are you suddenly do this?"

Chuu~~~

Instead of answering you, he kissed your lips while both of you still on the ground with him being on top of you. He parted away when he felt you pushing him away slowly.

"Christmas with you is definitely the best."

Jungwon

Jungwon woke up from the bed when he felt no one beside him. He groaned a little because it's cold and he wanted to sleep more with you in his arms.

He went to the living room when he heard you cute giggles. Looks like you were decorating the christmas tree. Damn it, why are you so cute? Not only that, his grandmother also helping you doing it together. What a lovely sight.

"Jungwon! Look at Injang and Garden. I made them a beanie."

The boy laughed when he looked at the succulents. The beanie is really cute and he pulled you closer to him.

"You make them feel warm. I want it too."

"You rascal, why are you so needy this morning?"

"Grandma! I'm not like that."

You and his grandmother laughed when Jungwon started to blush. His grandmother went to the kitchen to make breakfast leaving both of you. You hold his cheeks and stare straight to his eyes.

"Oh, baby. You are still sleepy, hmm?"

"Why did you wake so early? I still want to cuddle with you."

"You can do it later. It's christmas today. Go wash yourself."

You pecked him on the cheek before walked to the kitchen to help his grandmother but got pulled back so he can kiss you on the forehead.

"Merry christmas, baby."

Nishimura Riki

"Riki, where are you?"

"I have some matters to do. Can you wait for me?"

"Okay. Be careful, riki."

"Sure, babygirl."

He waited for you to hang up before turned to the person in front of him.

"Hyung, I don't know what to buy for y/n! Please help me. Please!"

Heeseung and Jay shake their head at his agitated state. Earlier on this month, the boy flexed himself to them that he will give you th best present in the world. However, looking at Riki right now seems like very different with what he said.

"You said you don't need our help."

"I was kidding. I'm sorry. I didn't know it can be this hard."

The guys keep suggesting to Riki things that he can buy for you but your boyfriend declined it all and stated reason that you don't like expensive thing or their suggestions are too cliche.

The boy came back to home sadly with a plastic full of bungeoppang. He cursed himself for crictising his friends suggestion but he too is cliche for buying that pastry as gift.

"What took you so long? I feel bored sitting here alone."

"I'm sorry. I was finding something."

"Ohhh. Come here, let's open the present. I'm curious what did you get for me."

Riki felt guilty so bad that he nearly wanted to cry. He gave the warm plastic bag to you while shutting his eyes. He was afraid of your disappointed face. He felt a bit weird when you suddenly laughed.

"Riki! We bought same thing."

What?

He quickly opened his eyes and looked to you show a bag of his favourite desserts too and your laughing state made him relief and a bit tears came out from his eyes.

"Hey, why are you crying?"

"I- oh god I thought I am such a bad boyfriend for buying this as your present. I don't know what to buy for you and all of the suggestions from hyung are expensive and too cliche. But here I am bought this street food-"

"Riki, relax. I don't care about the gifts. What I only want is celebrating the christmas with you."

Nishimura Riki swear that you are the best part of his life and no one can change that.

AHHHH ITS DONE😆😆🥺🥺 it's been so long doing the yandere reaction. Sorry if some of them were too short or too long☹️😭 Hope you guys enjoy thiss

Andddd merry christmas and happy holiday to everyone😁😁 Make sure to stay healthy!

Taglist: @stacey-stonem @duolingofanaccount

[iheartmomochi]

Dear Vocalist Momochi O•HI•RU Translation

Important: i DID NOT make this translation. I commissioned currytantou on twitter, so all credit goes to them! I 10000% recommend you also commission them if you want a jpn -> eng translation!! And please do not repost this translation anywhere or use it for re-translations into another language.

0:13

(yawns) So sleepy. Hm? ‘Morning. I see. Guess I’ll have a cup. Make it black, okay? You bought it yesterday? Hmm, *Cirobon? That explains the sweet smell. I don’t need it. I don’t even have the appetite. Heck, you bought it because you want to eat it. You even called me before buying it. Anyway, can you hurry up and bring me my coffee? (sighs)

(*Pronounced as shirobon. Most likely a reference to actual brand Cinnabon, pronounced as shinabon in Japanese)

1:09

Ah. Actually, bring them all here. Like I said. Bring the Cirobon along with the coffee. I had a good idea. Hehe. I’m counting on you~

Thank you. Oh, you should sit here too. Hmm. It’s quite big for a mini size. So? Which one will you choose? What I’m saying is, I will feed it to you. Since it’s my day off, I thought I should spoil you every now and then. Hehe. What would I gain from lying? Come on, hurry up and pick. Oh. How about this one? Isn’t that thing on top chocolate? Don’t you think it looks yummy? Hm, that one it is. Alright, here. Open up.

2:39

Obviously. You purposely bought mini sized kinds. Here. Keep dawdling and the chocolate would trickle down. Since it has plenty of chocolate on it. You’re the one who wanted to eat it, right? Will you hurry up? No, that won’t do. That much is not big enough. You have to open up wider. Hehe. That’s right. You can do it if you try. Alright then, coming~ Hehe!

How’s that? Is it yummy? I see. Even so, ahhh. Because you took your sweet time eating it, see? My hand is sticky. Hmm. I gotta agree that the taste is not bad. A bit too rich though.

4:01

(sips coffee) Hm, just nice to pair with a black coffee. Hey, you wanna drink this too? But then again, I think it’s out of question for you now. Also, what the heck? You have chocolate all over your face. Nasty. Ahh. What a waste. The sugar and chocolate combination is what makes it delicious though... (licks) Ahh, here too. You’re wasting so much. (licks) Hm! Just so you know, I won’t forgive you if you ever vomit. Was that a nod? Good if you get it. You’re finally done eating, huh?

Hmmm. I see. So? Which one, next? What can I do? You’re the one who heated all three at once. That means you wanted to eat all of them right now, am I right? I even went out of my way to feed you. Hehe! Okay, pecan nuts it is, then! Alrighty. Oh no! Hurry up or the nuts will fall off! Open up now. Here comes. Hm! Yeah. Hurry up and eat it. Because, look, there’s one more left. You gotta eat that before it gets cold. Hehe!

6:37

Regardless, you managed to eat all three of them, eh? I’ll buy it for you again if I go to Roppongi, okay? I’ll get you normal sized and not minis next time. Not much difference but they were bigger than I thought. Look forward to it~ Nevertheless. Haha! What a look! You’re sticky with cinnamon sugar all over, not just your face but your hair too. What are you gonna do? Hmm? Shower? I guess that’s the only way.

Oh! What do you think about this? How about I clean you up, while I’m at it? I mean, I did say I’m going to spoil you today, right? I thought you wanted me to pamper you more? Just like this. (kisses) Hm? You finished off with a normal Cirobon, didn’t you? Is this what it tastes like? I think it’s tastier than before. (kisses) But I suppose it’s different than usual because you had a mix of flavors at once. Hehe! Let’s go. Oh, right. I wanted to ask you this first. Which do you prefer? A really hot shower or a really cold shower? I’ll give you a chance to choose. Hehe!

[vneuns]

That's no problem like your story's are literally the cream of the Crop no joke haha.

Alright so, how do you think Eddie would react to the reader coming out as NB and being afraid to tell him?

(because that totally wasn't me with my parents and friends haha)

Also, how are you doing?

( going through my ask hehe ) and lmao I love you 🤭 cream of the crop is a compliment I never thought Id receive lol, and I hope that went well for you <33

I promise Eddie could care less in an affectionate way ���🏾

you paced back and forth as your boyfriend of two years sat on the couch eating the ice cream you’d bought him hoping it’d “soften the blow”. truthfully Eddie would’ve listened to what you said no matter what because he loved you but he liked messing around with you and after seeing how nervous you were, you promising him ice cream was the cherry on top.

“Y/nn..” he called lowly as he sat the empty cup of scoops ahoy ice cream down and looked at you pointedly. stopping in your tracks you looked up at him timidly.

“Come here, what’s up?” his question lingered in the back of your head head as you slowly sat beside the brunette, his hands immediately going to your thighs to pull them up on his lap. obviously sensing the nervousness feeding off your body Eddie took one of his hands to your chin and forced you to look up at him. “You can tell me anything babe.. you know that.” His other hand went to one of your free hands caressing it softly. “Never ever gonna judge you.”

Taking a big gulp of air you decided to say it now rather than waiting because honestly it had been eating you alive. “So- I’ve recently been.. discovering myself, and I’ve realized I don’t want to be held under a label.. or in this case a gender.” You chuckled lightly to yourself. “I just want to be.. me. I don’t want to be what society thinks I should be because of how I look or because of the gender I was born with,” you trailed off hoping your boyfriend had caught on.

and to your surprise he had. “I think that’s fucking almost and I support you in your decision and whatever other decisions you decide to make down the road.” Sighing to yourself you leaned forward pressing a chaste kiss to you boyfriends awaiting lips, giggling when he nipped playfully at your bottom lip.

“I think you should get me ice cream every time you have something important to tell me.”

[danikatze]

Muddle

a multi-chapter Saraiya Goyou fic

[ID in alt text]

Chapter 2: Jumble

Summary: Matsu and Okinu bond over feeling like a burden.

Read it on AO3 - or read it here:

Matsu was squatting in front of his house, grilling some fish when he saw someone approach from the corner of his eye. Looking up, he saw it was Okinu, beaming down at him.

"Hey, Kinu," he greeted her, quickly looking away.

She crouched down next to him, wrapping her arms around her knees.

"Hiya, Matsu-san," her voice was beaming too, "What've you been up to?"

"Trying to get back in business, y'know," he said, poking the sizzling fish. It didn't need poking, but his hands demanded something to do, and his eyes something to look at, other than Okinu. "Bought materials, advertised my services."

"You'll be drowning in commissions again in no-time, I'm sure!" Matsu involuntarily glanced at her and, catching his eye, Okinu winked. Matsu looked back at the grill and attempted to flip the fish. It was a bit stuck.

"Dad's worried about you."

Oh, here it comes...

"Wishes you'd drop by for a drink at least, to show you're alive," she joked. It wasn't really a joke, though, Matsu knew.

It had already been a few days since Ume had reluctantly allowed Matsu to go his own way. Okinu walked with him, as she had trouble describing where exactly his new place was, with them both being so new to town. Ume tagged along, so that he would know where it was too.

Matsu hadn't gone back to see them since. He was genuinely busy preparing - he was sure that either of the two had come to see him before, and he'd just been gone at the time - but that was only one part of it. There was something inside him holding him back, as well, and he couldn't begin to explain why. Even to himself.

He'd wanted to drop in for breakfast the very next morning, and when he didn't do that he thought of stopping by for an afternoon snack - or maybe they'd have him for dinner. Every time he thought of visiting his head had a whole slew of counter arguments ready for him.

It wasn't a neat list, more a jumble of half-finished thoughts, that all sounded very legitimate and important, talking over and interrupting each other. Every now and again a sharp dig at himself would cut through, clear and well articulated, emphasizing each of the very sensible reasons for not going. Yet.

This muddle in his head wasn't anything new to him, so he focused on his work. That's where he felt competent: he was good at his craft and he was good at selling it. People respected him as a craftsman. After two days of talking himself out of visiting Ume and Okinu, he had decided that the right time to do so would be after getting his first commission. They could have a drink together, to celebrate.

He got his first commission today and he was, very obviously, not having a drink with Ume.

The jumble resurfaced.

"I can take care of myself," he meant it to sound reassuring. It came out more gruff than anything else. He half turned to Okinu, looking at the grains of dirt on her white socks, rather than at her, and added in a softer tone: "I promise."

"Matsu-san..."

Like her dad Okinu wasn't exactly shy about letting people know she didn't agree with things. She and her dad were entirely on opposite sides of the criticism spectrum, yet equally easy to shrug off. Where Ume would complain loudly, she would smile fondly and call people silly.

This was different.

"I'm a bit worried about you too," she sounded almost mournful and it felt like a punch in Matsu's gut. He didn't say anything and for a moment, neither did she.

"I didn't tell dad," when she spoke again there was a bit of mischief in her voice, "because knowing I'm on his side would convince him that he's right, and when he's absolutely sure of himself, he's unbearable."

"Even more so?"

"hehe, yes."

Matsu smiled, in spite of himself, then he sighed. Let's have this conversation. Why not.

"But you agree with him then. Why?"

"Because you seem to have such a hard time accepting help," Okinu said, "I was kind of hoping you'd gotten over feeling like a burden, seeing as you stayed with us until dad was satisfied, but then you just disappeared without a trace again."

Okinu, still hugging her legs, rested her head on her knees and looked at Matsu. He didn't look back. It didn't seem like she expected him to anyway. He wondered how Okinu knew that he felt like a burden. His instinct was to blame Masa: Matsu had told him about some of his insecurities in confidence and it was just like him to accidentally blab it to the others. Or maybe I'm just really obvious after all. How pathetic.

"None of us doubt that you can do everything on your own, Matsu-san," Okinu continued, "but wouldn't it be just a bit faster or easier or simply less lonely if you stop insisting on doing everything by yourself?"

"It's not that simple," Matsu said, a little irritated. Easy for her to say. "You've had your dad supporting you all your life and mine left me to fix everything myself."

From the corner of his eye Matsu saw Okinu lift her head from her knees, and looked over at her, feeling a bit defiant. He'd never shared anything about his youth before and he expected her to look surprised at this insight. Instead he saw that she looked annoyed herself - an expression she'd never worn in his presence before. He was so taken aback that he didn't look away when she met his glance with what could almost be described as a glare.

"I understand you much better than you think, Matsu-san," Okinu said, "even if it comes from a different place."

"What do you mean?"

"You must know that my parents were quite young when I was born, and then my mum died when I was four."

"I do," Matsu said.

"So my dad was basically a still kid and without family and inexperienced and grieving. And I was sick a lot. We managed together, but it was so, so hard. I've been awfully angry at myself for making my dad's life harder than it already was. Whenever I got ill he would close the izakaya to care for me and miss out on money that could've been crucial to our survival."

"Ume probably felt the same way about you," Matsu interrupted, "that he made your life harder than it already was."

"Probably," Okinu agreed, "but I never saw it that way."

"I get the feeling he didn't either."

"Likely, but still," she resumed pointedly, "If anyone knows what it is to feel like a burden, it's me, Matsu-san. In your case it was an unkind parent, and in mine it was my own body."

She squeezed herself a little tighter as she said this.

"Dad always says I practically raised myself, and while I think he gives himself way too little credit, I really did have to do a large part of it myself. And that's not his fault - he did what he could and I love him for it."

Matsu's chest still squeezed tight whenever Ume's dedicated parenting was brought up and he still couldn't help thinking of his own kid, whom he never met, now farther out of reach than ever. The tightness and the thought weren't painful like they used to be - simply a knee-jerk reaction of his mind - and both had passed before Okinu's next words.

"So at one point," she said, "I decided I was grown up enough to fix everything myself as well. I got good at hiding when I was sick and tired, just to be able to help out at the izakaya. I served drinks, I did the shopping, I entertained customers - just to pay my dad back for what he did for me."

Okinu fidgeted with the hem of her kimono and put her chin on her knees.

"I guess that didn't go so well," Matsu said. Okinu glanced over at him and grinned guiltily.

"It didn't," the grin faded, "I got so terribly ill at some point, that it took me a month or so to recover, instead of a few days. When dad found out what I did, he lectured me good, hahah.. From then on we worked really hard on me being ok with things as they were, and I've actually gotten quite a lot stronger in the last three years!"

She smiled at Matsu, and started happily rocking side to side a little, with her head still on her knees. The story was over. He got what she was saying: "share your troubles and things will feel less heavy," or something like that.

"Well, I don't have-" he started.

"a crappy immune system like me?" the interruption was casual, like she predicted what he was going to say. While it wasn't exactly what het been on his mind, she did get the gist. Her smiling and rocking didn't stop.

"Matsu-san, everyone feels bad sometimes. You don't have to be on death's door to ask for help. Or for a good time with friends."

Matsu looked at the fish on the grill next to him, forgotten during Okinu's story. It was still edible by the looks of it. He grabbed his chopsticks and moved the fish to the bowl of rice that he'd prepared before coming outside.

"That smells good," Okinu said, "I bet it's tasty. I feel like it's missing something, though."

"What?" Matsu asked. He knew the quality of his cooking wasn't anything close to that of Ume, but it sufficed.

"Good sake!" Okinu said, cheekily.

Ohhyes.. That would be nice. Any sake Matsu had consumed since leaving Edo had been a bit disappointing, including the sake Ume had served him during his recovery there. No one was more frustrated about that than Ume himself.

"Did Ume find some then?" Matsu said, sarcastically. He took the whole fish between his chopsticks and took a bite. It was nice and salty and the skin crunched satisfyingly between his teeth. He had remembered it just in time.

As he went in for his second bite, he realised Okinu had not yet answered his question. When he looked over at her to see if she was distracted by him, she looked straight at him and her eyes were sparkling with enthusiasm. He couldn't believe it.

"He did?"

"He did!"

"Damn, Kinu," Matsu grumbled and started shovelling food in his mouth so fast that Okinu finally stopped rocking and stared, mesmerized, "why didn't you lead with that?"

-

Matsu had been living in his new residence nearly a week when the lone woman two doors down passed away. He felt like a massive opportunist when he prepared to approach to the mourning family that gathered there, basically to ask if he could have the now vacant row house, before anyone else could get to it. Then again, his friends were bound to arrive any day now, and they needed somewhere to stay.

He intended to use a bit more grace and tact than that, of course. He found his late neighbour's eldest child, a woman in her early thirties, and expressed his condolences with the appropriate solemnity. He praised the kindness of the woman's mother, and stated his sadness at not being able to get to know her better.

Matsu could be very charming if he wanted, and in no time at all he had the woman, and her younger siblings who later joined the conversation, wrapped around his finger. They sympathised with Matsu looking out for his dear friends, and finding a new home for them. Of course they could have the place.

Okinu moved in to keep the place reserved, and lo and behold, the very next day Otake and Ginta came knocking at Matsu's door, escorted by Ume. It was quite late in the evening and the two looked very tired.

"We were so close," Ginta explained after they dropped their things off at the row house that was now theirs, "and we didn't really wanna look for somewhere to sleep again, just to walk for two more hours and get where we wanted to be."

"It's been a long time since I've felt so drained of energy," Otake groaned and started rubbing her feet, in a way that was a bit less elegant and dignified than everyone was used of her. Matsu quickly sat down next to her.

"Here," he reached out his hands to her, "let me."

Otake readily put her feet on Matsu's lap. Judging by the low grunt coming from the doorway, Ume was very likely staring at the scene with disapproval and jealousy. Matsu didn't look to check, but was amused by it.

"If only you took such good care of yourself, Matsu," Otake sighed with contentment as soon Matsu started to massage her. Now he did look at Ume, annoyed himself. Ume did not attempt to hide the malicious joy he obviously felt.

"What?" he said, "had to explain why you got here before them, despite leaving last."

"I'm working on it," Matsu told Otake.

Okinu walked up to her dad and took him by the arm.

"It's late, daddy," she said, "let's go home and make sure we get up early, so we have a nice breakfast ready for everyone tomorrow morning."

[bumbleklee]

hehe here's a hc request:

being out on a date with kaeya, diluc, or childe and another person from another table buys you a drink!

hiiiii, this was very fun and i hope u enjoy <3

before reading: implied fight in childe’s, alcohol (obviously) but it’s tame

kaeya

he doesn’t really care

he had slipped away to use the bathroom and when he came back, he found you looking confused at the drink sitting in front of you that you definitely didn’t order

he’ll gaze behind you and catch someone peaking at you and instantly know what happened

When Kaeya drags his chair closer to you so he can wrap an arm around your shoulders, you’re surprised. He becomes awfully affectionate, placing kisses all over your face despite being in public. 

He picks up the drink in front of you, “Hm, what’s this?”

“Oh, I don’t-”

Before you can finish your statement, Kaeya’s lips are around the straw. “I don't think you’ll like this,” He says loudly, “It’s quite strong.” 

You roll your eyes and grab at the glass anyways, wanting to taste it yourself. While you’re distracting yourself with the drink, Kaeya throws his head over his shoulder to find the same person from before looking flustered. They catch Kaeya looking and instantly bow their head, picking up their belongings and hurrying out of the bar. 

With a satisfied smirk, Kaeya goes to buy you a drink you’ll actually enjoy. 

diluc

this situation happens a lot and it’s always a funny scene

because diluc is the one making the drinks

unlike kaeya, he wouldn’t make a big deal about it and show you off

in fact, he would probably laugh because deep down, he knows someone buying you a drink isn’t going to steal you away

“Hey, Mister, can I buy a drink for the pretty person over there?” An unfamiliar man comes up to Diluc, an excited grin on his face as he points to you deeper in the tavern. You’re chatting with Kaeya, obvious to the situation at the bar. 

“Them?” Diluc confirms, pointing an empty glass at you. The man nods and Diluc chuckles, “Sure. I’ll even deliver it. Your name?”

The man tells Diluc his name and gives him mora before practically running to his seat next to the railing upstairs. The drink the man ordered is something you hate so Diluc takes it upon himself to change it to your favorite one instead. He brushes his hair over his shoulder and carries the glass over to you. 

“What’s this?” You wonder, happily taking the drink from your boyfriend. Kaeya pouts, wondering where his handmade drink is, and Diluc just rolls his eyes. 

“Just a little something from someone, can’t remember his name though,” Diluc shrugs and leans down to kiss the top of your head, “What a shame.”

childe

he’s the only one out of the three to actually confront the person

childe has a tendency to be a bit possessive over you and if someone is making passes at you, he shuts them down quickly

you’re a fairly attractive person so getting drinks sent to you by strangers isn’t anything new

that’s why you and childe are banned from so many bars in teyvat

When a drink you didn’t order gets dropped off at your table when Childe ran to the bathroom, you get a little nervous. You were having a good time and didn’t want to have to leave the bar so soon. 

You glance around the bar quickly until you catch someone staring at you. Figuring he sent you the drink, you send him a fake smile and wave them off as a thank you. Your head whips back around to the drink in front of you and you knew you needed to get rid of it. Your lips wrap around the side of the glass and you tip it back, letting the liquid pour down your throat. 

“What are you drinking?” Childe’s voice nearly makes you choke and you finish chugging the drink to take a deep breathe. “Which scumbag bought you that?”

“It doesn’t matter,” You start, “Just come sit down with me.” 

Childe gazes around the bar similarly to you before his eyes land on the guy making heart eyes at you. Without warning, Childe marches up to the man and grabs a fistful of his shirt. You groan internally and start to pack up your things. 

“I’ll be outside.” Crossing your arms, you patiently wait until the owner of the bar opens the front door and forcefully throws your boyfriend out. You glare daggers at him and he looks at you sheepishly. You sigh and wrap your arm around his waist, “One day we’ll be kicked out of all the bars in Tevyat if you keep this up.” 

[baroquebucky]

Hi! Can I request a bucky Barnes one shot with the line “I think that you’re not as dark as you want people to believe” please?

a/n: yup yup !! i hope you enjoy <333 I kinda went overboard on this one hehe,, feel free to send in some bucky requests !! pls tell me what u guys think !!

word count: 5.1k ,,, i said it was long,,

minor faws spoilers ?

bucky paints himself as a villain, someone to avoid at all costs. you think he’s too scared to admit how soft he really is.

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A groan escaped your lips as you mindlessly moved your hand around, trying to find where your phone was in order to turn off your alarm. You sighed as you finally found it quickly shutting it off and closing your eyes again. You lay there with an empty mind, sleep about to over come you again, thoughts of soft sheets and cozy couch- ding! ding! ding!

You jumped up in surprise, heart racing as your second alarm went off. Rubbing your eyes you tumbled out of bed, shuffling to the restroom to change and get your morning started. You headed out the door of your apartment, locking it quickly before going to work, taking notice of the uhaul truck parked outside.

As the day went by you went through the motions of your day, you were itching to get back home, eager to see if you had new neighbors or not. The last time you had neighbors it was a sweet old man, he brought you banana bread when he first moved in, telling you he hoped to be a good neighbor to you.

You had grown close to him, Stan, soon thinking of him like your own grandpa, but he moved away to live with one of her children. He had taught you to be more level headed and less stubborn and always treat other with kindness.

The thought of him warmed your heart, deciding then that if you had a new neighbor you would bake them some banana bread as a welcome gift, you hoped they were around your age since you didn’t have many friends and most of them were too busy half the time to hang out with you.

As you returned home, the door for the apartment next door was wide open and you could hear voices talking while boxes were moved around.

“Steve i can move it on my own youll break your back trying” a deep voice spoke, another one followed, this one lighter and raspier.

“you and i are the same age shut up” the other man spoke. You smiled as the two bickered, probably a son and his dad or grandfather you guessed.

You changed quickly, taking note of missing ingredients for your banana bread and headed to the store, giddy to meet your new neighbors. You had never been outgoing, throughout college you barely made any friends because you were too scared to talk to strangers, but you were trying to turn a new leaf now.

After paying and heading back to your apartment you quickly got to work, mashing bananas and singing along to your music. Finally popping the bread into the over and sitting on your couch, it was already 8 pm so you hoped your new neighbors would still be up, or else you would have to wait until tomorrow and you didn’t want to give them cold bread.

As the oven dinged and you made sure the bread was perfectly cooked you grinned ear to ear, taking it out and placing it on a plate you had bought earlier, the sides were adorned with a simple but cute floral design and you hoped they liked it.

You were about to head out the door when you took note of your outfit, you but your lip and decided to change clothes quickly, putting on some looser jeans, a white t shirt and a thin sweater.

You grabbed the plate and headed out, listening to see if there was any sound coming from the apartment, luckily you could hear the tv, they were watching a soccer game.

“okay okay, just knock say hello, bread then go easy!” You whispered you yourself, heart racing and palms getting sweaty. You backed away from the door slowly, nerves getting the best of you.

“No i can do this i can do this!” You scolded yourself, in one swift motion you knocked on the door before you could think. You face falling as you realized you had actually knocked, what if it was too loud? What if they thought you were rude now and that you were- oh, wow.

The door opened and there stood none other than Bucky Barnes. You recognized him quickly since he was all over your timeline on Twitter, everyone gushing about how hot he was and how he deserved better. Your mind was blank now that he looked down at you.

“can i help you?” He asked, looking at you and then at the bread, and then back at you. Your eyes widened and you nodded.

“oh yes! bread! I mean heres bread! i made it- here is some bread that i made as a welcome gift, like welcome to your apartment” you rambled, your face was burning and you hoped that somehow he couldn’t tell, maybe girls in the 40’s didn’t blush so he didn’t know what was wrong with your face you thought.

“oh?” was all he said, he could hear your heartbeat racing, he thought you were terrified of him, rushing though your words to get away from him as soon as heavenly possible. Bucky heard you rehearsing outside his door, a small smile on his face as you got the courage to knock, he was excited, maybe he could try to be your friend, his therapist said he needed it, maybe you wouldn’t recognize him and he could start new.

All that was thrown out the window when your eyes widened and your heart began to race faster as you saw him, obviously you knew him, he was the talk of the town at the moment.

“oh my god sorry! I’m y/n, i live right next door” you smiled softly, cocking your head in the direction of your apartment, the plate still in your hands and you wanted to cry because why hasn’t he grabbed the bread yet when i made it just for you.

“I didn’t know if you liked chocolate chip in your banana bread or not so i made it half with and half without i hope that okay” you continued, hoping he would take the hint and grab the plate from you. Thankfully he did and you sighed softly, glad that he took it.

“I uh- don’t really have an opinion” he stated, his lips pressed to a thin line for a second before he cracked a small smile at you, happily returning it.

“well let me know which you preferred” you laughed and he nodded.

“I’m James by the way” he said, placing the plate on a box next to him, “I’ll just got put this on a plate and I’ll give you yours back give me a second” he began and you quickly shook your head at him.

“Oh no! The plate is yours too! you can keep it” you grinned and his mouth opened a bit, no one was this nice to him besides steve. You were too kind, too caring and soft and he didn’t want to taint you or weigh you down with his baggage.

“oh uh, thank you” he cleared his throat, his mind racing and telling him to stop talking to you, leave you alone before he ruins your life like he ruins everything else. “It’s late so you should uh probably go” he started and you felt your stomach drop, part of you upset he didn’t try to talk to you more.

“oh yeah, sorry, have a good night! I hope you like the bread haha, if you need anything I’m right next door” you shot him a grin and he simply closed the door, a frown on your face as you walked to your apartment.

You let out a sigh before your eyes watered a bit. You were never gonna try and make friends again you told yourself, heading to your room to get your pjs and going to the restroom to shower.

Bucky could hear the music from your phone through the walls, they were thin enough to begin with but his super soldier hearing didn’t do him any favors. He could hear the rumble of your voice but he couldn’t make out the words as you sang.

Bucky smiled a little bit, you were so pretty and sweet. No one had even made him banana bread before, let alone make him half with chocolate chips and half without.

Bucky munched on the banana bread, deciding he liked the one with chocolate chips better. A smile on his face as he mindlessly watched his tv, thoughts only of the pretty girl next door.

You finished showering and quickly got changed, sitting on your couch and flipping through channels until settling on reruns of your favorite show. You were bored out of your mind and were about to head to sleep when a knock at the door scared you.

You grabbed your pepper spray from your bag and looked through the peep hole, letting out a sigh when you saw it was just bucky. You put the pepper spray back and rushed to open the door.

“hi bucky” you smiled and he pressed his lips into a thin line.

“I liked the chocolate chip one better” he spoke, looking at floor then at you. There was a smile painted on your face and you nodded.

“Guess I’ll have to make you more with chocolate chips huh” you joked and he smiled a bit before stopping himself.

“I’ll uh see you tomorrow” he spoke before heading back to his apartment and you smiled.

It was a little bit, but it was something.

The first week was pretty stagnant, not much conversation and just small waves from your end. The second week was better, he waved back at you and even gave you music recommendations. By the third week he was coming around more, telling you good morning and goodnight if you bumped into each other in the hall.

He helped you bring a pack of water up after seeing you struggle with the first one.

“I can- i can just help you with that if you want” he spoke from behind you, and you looked at him breathless.

“oh my god please” you sighed, he quickly took the waters from you and lifted them with ease, you stared at him in shock before opening the door to your apartment.

“You can just set it on the counter” you spoke, starting to take everything out of the grocery bags. “I’m uh i was gonna actually cook dinner tonight, if you want to come- not that you have to! I mean i can just give some to you and you don’t have to come over” you reasoned, rambling to the super soldier.

“I’m busy tonight actually” he spoke and you flushed red.

“Oh yeah no! Of course you being a hero in all, that’s fine! thanks for the water help” you smiled, he returned it before exiting and closing the door.

You scolded yourself, obviously he didn’t want to hang out with you god you were trying too hard.

By the time it hit a month and a half of bucky moving in you had given up, he seemed to be stuck in a funk, constantly brooding and avoiding you at all costs.

You baked some banana bread, adding extra chocolate chips and deciding to give him it and try to cheer him up, making get him out of his funk.

You knocked on his door and he opened it quickly. You smiled at the man and shoved the banana bread into his chest.

“I noticed you were upset and so i thought this would help, extra chocolate chips” you grinned as his face broke into a smile.

You turned to leave but Bucky grabbed your wrist, turning you around to face him.

“i- uh do you wanna come in?” He spoke, his voice wavering.

“I’d love to” you replied, following him into his apartment, a smile on your face as your eyes wandered.

“i know it’s not the best, your place is a lot more furnished” he spoke, setting the banana bread down on the kitchen counter.

“that’s okay, as long as you feel at home is all that matters” you said, smiling at him while he sliced the bread.

“I shouldn’t be doing this” he mumbled, “maybe you should go” he spoke, setting the knife down and looking at him.

“oh” was all you said, not knowing what to do.

“I’m just- fuck, look it’s not you i just” he cut himself off, sighing and squeezing his eyes shut for a second before opening them again.

“bucky it’s fine i can go” you whispered, setting a reassuring hand on his metal one.

He expected you to flinch, turn away at the cold feeling. But you didn’t. You kept your focus on him.

“I don’t want you to” he spoke softly, eyes locking on yours.

“i don’t want you to but you should, because I’m always ruining things, I’m always messing something up. Everyone i love or care about gets hurt- it’s like I’m some dark force that ruins anything good. I cant do that to you y/n” he finished, pulling away.

You debated on giving him space or wrapping your arms around him, you could tell what he needed more.

“I think you’re not as dark as you want people to believe” you spoke simply. Looking at the super soldier square in the eyes.

“You walk around brooding and acting like you hate everyone but in reality i think you’re too scared to let anyone in. You aren’t evil or dark. Youre insecure and scared, you just need someone to show they care but you don’t let anyone do that.”

Bucky looked at you in shock, not even Sam talked to him like that. Your eyes went wide as you realized everything you said.

“I’m sorry i don’t know where that came from- i can leave I’ll go i just- i just want you to know that I’m here, no matter what time it is I’m here” you mumbled, quickly leaving his apartment and going to yours.

Bucky stood there in shock, you were right. Everything you said was right. He was scared, he was terrified of letting someone in only to have them ripped from him. He didn’t want to run after you immediately, he had to think through his feelings.

He showered and changed into some comfy shorts and sitting on the floor next to his couch and turning on a soccer match.

His heart raced, brows furrowing as scenes as the winter soldier played over and over in his head. The sound of a gunshot in his dream made him shoot up. A thin line of sweat on his forehead had formed and he was panting.

He ran to the restroom, washing his face with cool water and listening to the faucet as his breathing steadied.

He checked the clock, 2:25 am. He threw on a cozy black henley and walked next door, he was scared. Knocking softly twice he waited for a second, his advanced hearing picking up on some shuffling inside.

You opened the door, a bat in hand that quickly fell to your side when you saw the state bucky was in.

“oh buck what happened? are you okay?” You asked, instinct taking over as you wrapped your arms around him, leading him to the couch.

“i had a nightmare” he whispered, eyes not leaving the floor.

“do you want to talk about it?” You asked, he shook his head and you nodded. You grabbed a fluffy blanket and handed it to him, giving him the controller to your tv and excusing yourself into the kitchen.

You made two cups of hot chocolate, adding extra marshmallows to his. You carried them carefully to the living room and set them on the table, pushing the one with more marshmallows towards him.

“maybe this’ll help you relax” you smiled and he thanked you, taking a sip. The two of you watching tv in silence, drinking hot chocolate and sitting close together.

By the time it was 3 am you were yawning, tired from your busy day. Guilt rushed over bucky, realizing he had woken you up and you had to be at work early.

“I’m sorry i should go it’s late and-” Bucky started, getting up and you stopped him, pulling him down softly.

“it’s okay, tomorrow’s Saturday” you smiled softly, his mouth forming into an ‘o’ shape.

“You don’t have to leave unless you want to, I’ll stay here for as long as you want” you assured him, placing your hand on his one more time and smiled, eyes soft and heart swelling.

You fell asleep watching tv, Bucky was wide awake, but the steady beat of your heart soon caused him to drift off not long after.

Something changed that night, Bucky became more comfortable around you, inviting you to dinner more and texting you when he didn’t see you. He even had made you banana bread, which he vowed never to do again because it turned out horribly.

You had it bad, you were so whipped for him and he was so whipped for you, both of you harboring a crush and neither of you realized.

It had been three months since bucky moved in, the last month and a half had been a blur. You and Bucky hanging out at any and every chance, going on walks together in the afternoon and even grocery shopping together. You had to museums and taken care of him after mission. You gave him hot chocolate after a nightmare and stayed with him until he fell asleep again.

Bucky helped you de stress, getting you away from paper work when you were too tired and getting you out of the house when you were cooped up during the weekends. He helped you become more confident, complimenting you any chance he got and getting shy around you.

Bucky had another nightmare, and as if instinct he got up, a frown on his face as he knocked twice softly on your door.

“‘M sorry doll” he whispered and you shook your head, holding his hand and leaving him into your room.

You were so tired, you had woke up at 6 am to get to work early after they called you in saying it was urgent. You had spent all day running around getting home later than usual. It was 9 pm by the time you were showered and having dinner.

You had called one of your friends, catching up with them since you missed their call earlier, talking until 2 am when you couldn’t keep your eyes open any longer.

By the time your head hit the pillow you were out, you didn’t know how you even heard buckys soft knocking. But sure enough you got up, and let him in, you lead him to your room without second thought.

You gently shoved him on the bed, moving to the other side and snuggling back under your sheets. “gnight” was all you said before passing out again.

Bucky was shocked, did you trust him that much? Did he really mean this much to you? You were exhausted and yet you still took care of him. His heart melted and he quietly took off his shoes, holding them in his hand as he walked to the couch, laying down and covering himself with the blanket you had given him the first time he came.

Morning came and you came out of your room, Bucky sound asleep on your couch, a fond smile on your face. You began to make the two do you breakfast, as quiet as you could so that you didn’t wake him, luckily he slept through it all.

You shook him softly, whispering for him to wake up when you finished, slowly he got up. Rubbing his eyes as you told him to go sit at table to eat his breakfast.

The two of you eating and chatting, both still tired.

“I didn’t sleep in your bed, i know you took me but i don’t know i felt like you were just too tired to think” he told you, your face burned from how hard you were blushing.

“I did what?” You asked, eyes wide. Bucky only laughed and shook his head.

“I figured you were just too tired to think of anything else so i took myself to the couch” he smiled and you giggled.

“did you sleep well at least?” You questioned and he nodded.

“not as well as i do with you by my side” he smirked and you chocked on your water, coughing at his statement.

“oh my god you- it’s 10 am can i please get a warning” you shrieked and he sat there confused.

“I’m sorry?” He said, both amused and confused.

“I’ll wash the plates!” You spoke quickly, getting up and taking his plate and heading towards the sink.

“I have to go, i have a thing with Sam today” he sighed and you nodded, “okay have fun, good luck and be safe buck” you spoke and he smiled, heading out the door, excited to see you again later.

“No sam like i like her” Bucky spoke, walking besides the man as he looked at something on his phone.

“oh you mean like, like like her” Sam teased, keeping a straight face.

“god i hate you” bucky groaned, regretting ever saying anything to the man.

“well if you like her why don’t you cook her some dinner, or take her to a park for a picnic or something” he shrugged.

“woo her with your charming cyborg mind” Sam smirked and Bucky glared at him.

“i cant- i don’t know how to and plus she probably doesn’t even like me” Bucky began and Sam stopped in his tracks.

“she makes you banana bread, hot chocolate with extra marshmallows and sleeps on the couch to keep you company after you have a nightmare” he spoke, looking at Bucky like he was crazy.

“yes” Bucky stated, brows furrowed.

“oh my god you idiot obviously she likes you” was all Sam said before continuing to walk.

Buckys mind kept drifting to you, did you like him too? Maybe he should take you on a date, you talked about ice skating one time maybe he should take you to a rink, or maybe a museum.

You were exhausted by the time you finished washing dishes, you had barely been sleeping this past couple weeks, always trying to stay awake just in case bucky needed you.

You didn’t mind it, you loved that he trusted you enough to seek comfort in you. Watching movies with him at night to help get his mind off things was your favorite thing, sharing popcorn and eventually he would fall asleep. He was finally getting rest and that’s all that mattered to you.

Your phone dinged as you watched some tv, a text from Bucky.

hi y/n

You smiled, heart pounding and stomach doing flips, you replied after a minute. You didn’t want to seem too eager.

hi buck! i hope all is well w you and sam :]

Buckys heart rate sped up at the site of your text, nervous as he typed out the message.

You saw the three bubbles appear, then disappear and then appear again. Was he okay?

“okay read this” Bucky shoved his phone towards Sam, he nodded in approval.

“no no too much right? let me change it” Bucky shook his head, deleting the text before starting a new one.

“Bucky just-” Sam began but was cut off by Bucky shoving his phone in his face once more.

“Yes bucky it’s good now send it” Sam groaned, just wanting his friend to finally go on a (successful) date.

“I’m gonna change th-” Bucky started, but Sam was faster, snatching the phone out of his hand and pressing send.

“there! now please tell me you know what to wear on a date” Sam pleaded, the silence was the only reply Sam needed.

I was wondering if you wanted to go on a date with me. I think you’re amazing and wonderful, please let me know- i would’ve waited to ask you in person but i can’t stop thinking

Your face flushed and a smile broke onto your face. Quickly typing out a response.

I would love you bucky

to**** i would love to

You groaned as you read over your texts, god he was gonna back out now, surely. This is the same man who took a month to wave back at his own neighbor for fucks sakes, now you just accidentally told him you loved him?

I’ll pick you up at 6:30 doll :-)

You bit your lip, smiling and jumping around in glee, you could hardly wait.

“okay if it’s just a museum date how about you wear this, and that” Sam spoke, smiling at how Bucky looked in his outfit.

“I’m gonna take her ice skating instead i think” Bucky spoke, and Sam nodded, looking in his closet.

“I’m not letting you near any of my sweaters” Sam spoke and Bucky rolled his eyes.

“i have something back home to wear, thank you Sam” he smiled, pulling him in for a hug. Sam smiled, happy that Bucky was finally finding peace.

Bucky quickly got ready, hopping in the shower and putting on a t shirt and pulling his black Henley over it along with some nice pants.

He checked his clock, 5:47. Enough time for flowers, he rushed out, grabbing everything he needed and heading for the florist.

He remembered how two weeks ago you told him your favorite flowers, gushing about them in your 3 am sleepy haze.

By the time he arrived at your doorstep and hesitated.

“okay, okay, i can do this. just knock, flowers and ice skating!” He smiled to himself, remembering how you were just as nervous when you first brought him banana bread.

He knocked twice on the door, you opened it with a smile. Buckys eyes went wide and his words got stuck in his throat.

You looked beautiful.

“I didn’t know where we were going so i kinda just put on something somewhat casual, i hope that’s okay! If not i can change” you rambled and Bucky blinked rapidly.

“You look beautiful doll�� was all he said you blushed, smiling and nodding.

“i got you some flowers” he spoke, nervous to see your reaction.

“you remembered?” you whispered and he nodded,

“how could i not?” your face was burning as you took the bouquet from him, placing them in a vase with some water quickly.

The two of you left the apartment, nervous and giddy to see where the night would take you.

The ice rink was packed, something neither of you expected, and 30 minutes into the line YPU were yawning.

“I’m sorry doll i didn’t know it would be packed” he mumbled and you shook your head.

“i don’t mind I’m just a bit tired is all” you smiled, yawning one more time and apologizing to Bucky.

“Cmon i know what we can do instead” he smiled and you looked at him confused, but he quickly took your hand in his and pulled you out of line and back to his car.

The drive was silent, soft 40s music coming from the speaker as you headed to wherever bucky was taking you.

Before you knew it you were back your apartments, you were confused to say the least but decided to stay quiet and let Bucky guide you.

“Wait here” Bucky smiled, running to his apartment before coming back out with a backpack and taking your hand once again.

“I like to come up here when i need some time alone or just to think” he spoke, clicking on the top floor in the elevator.

You followed him out of the elevator, around the corner and up some stairs, and then you were on the roof. Bucky smiled at you as you saw the sunset over the buildings around you.

You were so busy taking in the view you didn’t see Bucky setting up the picnic infront of you, gasping at the small setup he managed to make.

“It’s not much but-” he started and you shook your head.

“It’s just enough” you whispered, sitting across from him.

The two of you talked until nightfall, smiling the whole time and giggling at each other’s anecdotes.

You were laying on Buckys chest, listening to him talk about the constellations as pointing them out with his metal hand, his other hand was softly running through your hair.

“-and that one is Ursa Minor, the little bear” he continued, listening to your heartbeat as it steadied. You had fallen asleep. Bucky smiled, happy that he could finally return the favor you had done for him every night.

He moved as quickly and quietly as he could, packing up everything into his backpack again. As he headed to pick you up you moved, opening your eyes slightly.

“did i fall sleep?” You mumbled and Bucky smiled, picking you up swiftly and you giggled.

“love when you treat me like a princess” Bucky smiled at your words.

“good thing I’m gonna treat you like one for as long as your mine” he replied, you blushed, fully waking up.

“yours huh?” You smirked and he blushed.

“You can put me down in awake” you smiled and he set you down gently.

“will you be my girl? I promise I’ll treat you like a princess, even promise to never bake again” Bucky smiled, stepping closer to you.

“you make a tough bargain barnes, i think it’s a yes” you smiled, pulling him by the hem of his shirt and placing your lips on his.

The two of you smiled into the kiss, breaking into a fit of laughter halfway through.

“why are you laughing?” You smiled, and he put his hand up in defense.

“you started laughing first!” He defended, pulling you in for another kiss before you could argue back.

You walked to your apartment hand in hand and in comfortable silence.

“I had a really good time tonight bucky” you smiled, turning to the super soldier.

“I had a great time too doll” he grinned and you turned around, unlocking your door. Bucky was already walking to his door when you stopped him.

“You arent gonna come in?” You questioned and he smiled, nodding and following you in quickly.

The rest of the night was spent cuddled up on the couch, hot chocolates in hand and watching your favorite movies on tv.

The two of you fell asleep before the first movie could even finish, you had never felt more well rested in your life. Bucky didn’t have a single nightmare and was the most relaxed he’d been in 80 years.

[yanbub]

late night ice cream runs

kazuha x gn!reader

drabble, sfw, fluff, no cws, modern!au, 639 words

reblog or else kazuha isnt gonna kiss you all >:(( /srs

note: crying i actually finished one (1) kazuha brainrot ever since a few days ago. this is probably one of my favorites now HAHA <3 i changed it to ice cream bc i thought it'd be cuter hehe

summary : late night ice cream runs with kazuha isn't something that you'd expect to enjoy.

you have no idea if you're gonna regret what you and kazuha are about to do.

grabbing a jacket due to the cold wind that passes by the night, you went downstairs to quickly head out. "do you have your wallet?" you asked him. "what? i thought you were gonna pay."

"i thought you were gonna pay!" you said back. "this was your idea and i'm gonna pay? aren't you being a bit unfair now, love?" kazuha replied. "fine. but next time you better pay!" 

'there's gonna be a next time?' kazuha mentally asked himself.

he soon agreed to your words as the two of you headed out to a nearby convenience store that luckily had a shopping cart that fit you perfectly if you were to get in. "what snacks do you want for tonight?" he asked but kazuha didn't get a reply.

looking behind him, kazuha saw you attempting to ride the shopping cart. "you do know that we're only gonna be here for fifteen minutes to buy snacks, right?" he sighed. "so what? it's not like everyday i can find a shopping cart that'll actually be able to fit me inside." you replied, still attempting to hop on.

kazuha sighed again at your antics before lifting you up so you could get in the cart. with a small yay and thank you said to him, kazuha started pushing the cart around to browse through the snacks that it had in stock. 

"can we get ice cream?"

"it's one forty-five in the morning and you want ice cream?"

"is there a problem with that?"

"well, i suppose not. but i'm not gonna take care of you if you get too hyper after our marathon, okay?" he replied. "uh huh, but you're gonna take care of me anyways."

"and why is that?"

"because you love me, duh!" you said. well, you weren't wrong. even if kazuha were to say such things, both of you know that he'll still take care of you anyways. kazuha continued to push the cart around until you reached the aisle that had ice cream displayed.

you pointed to the flavor that got your interest and kazuha grabbed it for you. "are you gonna get anything else?" he asked. "nope! though we might as well get some root beer." 

"i thought you don't drink root beer."

"it's for you, obviously. if i'm gonna get ice cream because i wanted it, we might as well get something that you'd want too, no? just so we can be equals." you said. he nodded in understanding before pushing the cart again to where the root beer is at.

grabbing two cans of root beer, kazuha pushed the cart and soon arrived at the cash register. the one who's supposed to be working right now looked… very tired so instead of disturbing them you and kazuha decided to leave a small note of what you bought and include the payment for it.

"i wanna do this again." you said as you finally got your feet on the ground with kazuha's help. "do what again?" he asked.

"all of this. making random trips to a convenience store at such late hours, riding another shopping cart for the fun of it, that." you replied, stretching your arms out as your gaze was now focused on the sky. 

"well, i certainly do not mind repeating this again soon."

"i know, you'll accompany me if i ask anyways. but though we should be heading back now before the sun rises or else our planned marathon would be ruined." you said, running your back. "hey wait! don't run!" he said as hastily chased you.

cheekily smiling to yourself, you had no regrets to what you did at all.

[volleychumps]

Congrats on 3k!! SO its canon that Osamu loves onigiri n even opens his iwn shop in the future, I want to request a scenario where Osamu meets this girl who chill n nonchalant n loves onigiri(n all food!) just like him and isnt interested in him like all the other fangirls yk n hes just slowly falls in love yk hehe (set in high school pls!) Thank you!! I love ur blog!

Aight bet- I’m finally working on this piece skfkjdsfkjsdf

Genre: Fluff, one-shot 

Warning(s): mild cursing, mild nsfw themes at the end 

Foodie. (Osamu Miya) 

- the one in which your love for food perks Osamu Miya’s interest- 

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“Whoaa, Samu- why so much today?” Suna sweat drops at the sight of his friend’s lunch box as the gray-haired boy runs a hand through his fringe, shrugging lightly as his friend pulls up a seat to eat lunch with him at his desk. Breaking his chopsticks apart, his voice falls to a casual tone. 

“Took ‘Sumu’s.” 

“Why would you take your brother’s if you have the opportunity to get like six bentos a day?” Suna poked a straw into his juice, tilting his head with a lazy smirk. 

Osamu visibly shuddered, pretending not to see the group of girls peering around the corner and into his classroom, knowing better. The first time he had accepted a bento from any of them, it had obviously been store-bought and rearranged to make hearts and such. The gesture would have been ignored and eaten if he didn’t find a few stray hairs in the octopus weiners, and the thought of someone’s hands rearranging perfectly good food made him queasy.

“I wish ‘Sumu’s rejects didn’t come to me.” Osamu mumbles, and Suna chuckles lightly, setting down his juice before peering to his right at the classmate who had settled back down in her seat from having her lunch in the courtyard. 

“Oi, Y/N-san. That looks good.” 

“You want the rest?” You offer, having made too much onigiri the night before, stopping the movement to put the lid atop your bento. You were done with it anyways, and the leftovers usually got put in the fridge to be forgotten about. 

Suna glances at the onigiri, shrugging before taking the two left in the box as you smile cooly at his thanks, putting in your earbuds before laying your head on your desk to catch some much-needed shut eye before class resumed. 

Osamu looks up, not really paying much attention to Suna’s interaction, with a now cleaned out bento-box as his dark eyes land on the now outstretched onigiri in Suna’s hand. The middle blocker shrugs, eating the pointed top of the onigiri with a content look on his face: it was good. 

“Where’d you even get that?” Osamu’s voice was on edge as Suna rolls his eyes, pressing the ball of rice further. 

“Some place safe, I promise. If you weren’t too absorbed in your food you would know.” 

Osamu looks at the onigiri in his hand warily, seeing there were at least no hairs on it before sighing and taking a cautious bite. Onigiri was something he loved most, and he hoped taking this mystery rice ball wouldn’t ruin his- 

wait. 

Suna swore he could see stars in his friend’s eyes as Osamu took a second, larger bite, snapping his head up to meet Suna’s what the hell expression. 

“Where did you even get this?” He repeated his last question, staring at the onigiri as if it had to be sheltered, protected, and loved under his care as Suna lazily finishes his last bite. 

“Tuna mayo. I used special seasoning in the rice when I formed them.” You interrupt, yawning with a stray headphone out of your ear. “Turned out good, no?” 

“Oh. I’m not interested in dating right now, sorry.” 

The beat of silence that followed Osamu’s blunt sentence was heavy, and you amusedly look at Suna, who had the bridge of his nose pinched between his fingers. 

“Oh. What a shame.” The teasing tone filled your voice as Osamu arched an eyebrow, and you glance at the slightly glaring group of girls before connecting the dots. Still, you couldn’t really find the meaning in explaining that his assumptions were surely not the case, settling for sticking your headphone back in and resting your head back on your desk. 

Suna sighs as Osamu blinks, realization dawning onto him. 

“Wait...she wasn’t-” 

“No. She wasn’t. Idiot.” 

The bell rang as Suna got up to return to his desk, and Osamu Miya casts a glance at the girl who sat next to him, tiredly pulling her earbuds out again to listen to the next lecture. A part of him wanted to apologize, but the thought of that had sent an unexplainable heat to the tips of his ears. 

Instead, he rummages in his bag-

and you blink when a can of coffee hits the corner of your desk with a slight tap, Osamu pulling his notes out as if he hadn’t in the first place. He sits forward, feeling your confused stare as he flips open his notebook. 

“For the onigiri.” 

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“Again? Another one?” 

“Don’t act like you don’t get them too.” Osamu sighs to his brother, shifting the letters around in his shoe locker to get his actual shoes. “This is all your fault, anyways.” 

“The little pigs never learn, do they?” Atsumu grins, and his twin rolls his eyes at the brashness of his words as Atsumu’s shoulder touches the lockers. “You coming to practice today?” 

“Do I have a choice?” 

“Nope.” Atsumu pops the p, spinning on his heel. “I’m going ahead, sweet brother of mine.” 

“Bite my ass.” Osamu replies evenly, shoving the letters deeper into his locker.

“No, mine is better. Thanks for the offer though.” 

The wing-spiker runs a hand through his silver hair, seeing out of the corner of his eye a group of girls hyping up the girl in the middle, looking in his direction as he witholds a sigh. He didn’t hold the brashness of his brother, but he did get tired of the endless confessions sent his way, based soley on his looks- nothing else. 

His mental preparation for rejecting her was interrupted when a hand reaches out, and dark eyes widen slightly when you lean into him, your hand resting on the area of the side of his body. Osamu arches a brow at your easy smile as your face remains inches apart from his own. 

“What are you doing?” 

“Give it...twenty more seconds.” You reply, and Osamu blinks in utter confusion, about to ask what the absolute hell you’re talking about before a series of footsteps run away, a few whimpers in the mix as you pull back abruptly. 

“They’re gone.” You say, opening up your own shoe locker before slipping the pair out casually. “Sorry if that made you uncomfortable, hope it was at least better than having to deal with another crying girl.”

Osamu remains silent as you tap the point of your shoe against the ground twice before glancing at him, slinging your bag over your shoulder. 

“You don’t have to be so...emotionless about it, you know? A simple apology afterwards would be enough. But hey, you don’t have to listen to a stranger.” You wink, waving backwards. “Sorry again, I thought I’d thank you for the coffee. It woke me up, Miya-san.” 

Your footsteps stop when he finally speaks. 

“...Osamu.” 

You glance back in surprise. 

“You can call me Osamu.” 

“Y/N.” You smile a little, nodding your head before continuing to walk. “I’ll see you tomorrow, Osamu.” 

Osamu didn’t reply as you walked out of the school, watching from behind you as you untangled your headphones in the midst of walking-

not understanding the foreign feeling of being on the other side of a crush, usually being the one crushed on all this time.

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“Y/N, got any free food for me today?” 

“Suna, I swear-” 

Suna grins lazily at you as you cross your legs, rolling your eyes playfully as Osamu scoffs at the audacity of his friend. Today, you ate your lunch with the two boys in your classmates you had somehow grown closer to, ignoring the heated stares on the back of your neck. 

“I’ll trade you a tamago for a kaarage.” Suna says finally, and your eyes light up at the offer.

“Deal.” You say immediately, Osamu hiding the beginnings of a smile at your love for food behind his hand as he continues to eat. Suna easily swipes one of the pieces of chicken from your box, putting into his mouth before nodding as he chewed in appreciation for the flavor. 

The silver-haired middle blocker found himself not eating anymore when Suna held a rolled egg up to you on that same pair of chopsticks. You look at him strangely, and Osamu, the quieter one of you three, could only watch as you ate it anyways. 

“It’s good, right? I made it.” 

“Tell your mom I send her my regards.” You reply nonchalantly, and Suna groans at how easily you had figured out his lie before you notice that the quiet Osamu had somehow grown even quieter. 

Did...did you two just indirectly...?

You and Suna exchange glances, and the dark-haired boy simply shrugs before going back to his lunch as an idea pops into your head. 

“You want to try, Osamu? I won’t make you trade anything for it.” 

“Favortism, much?” 

The middle blocker feels his chest swell when you lift your own chopsticks up to him, grinning when Osamu’s spirits immediately lift. 

“You and food, it’s abnormal-” 

“Suna, no one likes your commentary.” You bite back, and you tilt your head slightly when Osamu takes your wrist, steadying your hand as he eats the kaarage at the end of your chopsticks.

You’re wide-eyed when he pulls back, chewing with the beginnings of a smirk on his features at the doe-eyed expression on your face. The place where his hand held was warm. 

“ S’ delicious as always. Thank you.” 

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The sky swirled with dark clouds forming over head as you looked up, frowning while tightening your hands on your grocery bags. Osamu glances at you, the light patter of rain hitting the pavement as you look at him guiltily. 

“Sorry ‘Samu, I shouldn’t have asked you to come shopping with me after school.” 

The unlikely friendship had developed to the point where you and Osamu were really good friends, the silver-haired boy even seeing you home on some nights after an unplanned hangout with Suna after their volleyball practices. 

You even called him ‘Samu, and he didn’t correct you. 

....In fact, he liked it when you called him that. 

“Mm. Yeah, you shouldn’t have.” 

“I hate you.” You pout, and Osamu puts a single hand atop your head, shrugging while smirking a little. 

“No you don’t. Got anywhere to be tonight?” 

“Nah, no one’s home right now.” You chewed on your lip, knowing Osamu was watching you as you stared at the coming rain. He knew you hated storms, and in all honesty wanted to get you somewhere safe with people as soon as he could. 

“Want to come to mine? ‘Sumu’s practicing extra and my parents are working.” 

“...are you sure?” You say in unease, and Osamu clicks his tongue before taking the bags from your hands and setting them down, shuffling in his practice bag for a second.

“Here. We’ll run to mine, it’s not far from here. Pull the hood all the way up.” 

“Awh, do you care about me?” 

Yes. “Nah, don’t get your hopes up.” 

Osamu watched as you slipped the oversized material over your head, coughing to hide the smile that came at the sight. 

“You’re telling me we’re going to run? In the rain?” 

“Do you want to protect the food you bought or not?” 

“...you’re right, let’s go.” 

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He could definitely get used to this. 

Almost immediately, Osamu had shoved you into the bathroom after turning on the hot water, ignoring your whines about how you were fine before setting a folded pile of one of his shirts and sweatpants in front of the door. 

It felt comfortable, the pouring of the rain outside, as Osamu mixed broth in a pot while knowing you were here with him in the safety of somewhere he knew you’d be okay. Months of friendship hadn’t made him take any particular advances towards you, seeing as you hardly noticed his feeble attempts anyways. Suna’s advice to just go for it, rang in his ears, the silver-haired boy becoming so lost in his thoughts he doesn’t see you enter the kitchen. 

His breath hitches at the bareness of your legs, his shirt covering down your form to mid-thigh as he quickly returns his attention back to the pot. 

“I left pants there, you know. Real comfy.” 

“They don’t fit.” You shrug, approaching the sink. “Do you need me to wash the vegetables?” 

He merely nods once, fighting to keep his heart rate under control as you do so, continuing to bring the broth to a boil. Still, he physically liked the atmosphere of you here in his kitchen, wearing his shirt while making dinner. Your hair was damp and pushed to one side, and you hum a light tune to yourself as you begin to chop carrots. 

“My curry is going to knock your onigiri out of the water.” 

“I’m offended.” Osamu glares at you as you giggle, looking down at the final product after an hour. You offer him a bit of the broth on a spoon, rolling your eyes at the cautious look on his face when he sips it. 

A pleasant look crosses his face before he can stop himself, and you grin, not really thinking about it as you put the spoon in your mouth to get a taste for yourself. You cheer, jumping up and down cutely as Osamu leans against the counter, crossing his arms with a small smirk as you open up the rice cooker. 

“Man, wish Suna was here. We made way too much.” 

A spike of jealousy flits through his stomach as he watches you begin to plate the food, his jaw clenching. 

He wanted this. He wanted your banter, your cooking, your love for food, and your nonchalant personality.

 He wanted you. He wanted you with no risk of losing you to anyone else, no matter how platonic. 

Just go for it.

“Y/N.”  

“‘Samu, can you grab the-?” 

You never finished your question. 

Osamu took two wide steps across the kitchen, hand grabbing your waist to pull you into him tightly while his other hand rested against the counter top on your side. He gripped onto the stone countertop as he kissed you, roughly and impatiently, as you sigh into it as if you had been waiting for it. 

He deepens the kiss, his tongue slipping your lips as the hand on the counter moves to entangle in your hair. He uses his weight to lean into you, lifting you slightly to sit you on the counter as he stands between your legs, the smell of your clean skin filling his lungs in the now heated kitchen. 

When a sound slips your lips, he’s pulling back, wide-eyed at the fact that he had let every bit of pent up emotion spill out of him. You bite your slightly swollen lips, pulling him closer to you with your hand on the side of his neck. 

“It’s about damn time.” 

“Whatever.” Osamu says, the corner of his lips quirking up as he kisses down your neck sweetly, loving the way your bare legs tightened around him. All the sexual tension, every moment of heavy silence that seemed to say all the words he had feared to say, all combusted in this moment. 

“Samu?” You pipe up, pouting when his hand begins to slip up your thigh. 

“Hm?” 

“Can we eat first?” 

Osamu stares at you for a second before chuckling, resting his head on your shoulder as you kiss his temple. 

“Of course we can eat first. God, I love you so much.” 

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hiii i hope u have a nice day! how would akaashi and kita react if their s/o cries because of how much they love them?? idek if that makes sense nsnsm but i hope u understand ! byeee stay safe

haikyuu boys reacting to you crying because of how much you love them

┇ akaashi and kita

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gn!reader

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✎ a/n: AAAH this is the first ever request that I've gotten so i was really excited when i saw the notification heh:') i really appreciate the request! i hope i did well on this oneee. stay safe to you too! <3 and thank you for your patience because i know this took a long time hehe.

akaashi

you were patiently waiting in the library for akaashi as he offered to study with you for the upcoming exams but since he still has practice, you decided to just wait for him.

you had a mental debate with yourself whether you should start studying already or just use your phone— and you obviously choose the latter.

you stared at your wallpaper, it was a candid picture of akaashi crouched down with bread crumbs on his palms as an attempt to feed the birds. it was honestly such a lovely experience.

a wide grin never left your face. a sigh of contentment escaped from your lips. you propped your elbow on the table, resting your chin on your palm as you continually scroll through your album named 'memories with keiji<3'.

you stop scrolling for a while, starting to realize how lucky you are to have akaashi in your life. memories of you two together flooded your mind and you start tearing up.

-

"love, try feeding the birds. just try not to... look scary." he teased, you let out a loud and offended 'huh?', startling some of the birds and he gave you an i-told-you look.

"y/n, sweetie. i bought snacks for you since i heard from the school's nurse that you were having some bad cramps."

"sweetheart, it's okay to cry. i'm here now, you don't need to hide your feelings from me because i would always be more than willing to help you, okay?"

"you did great, my love! i am so proud of you. i love you."

-

you hadn't noticed that akaashi was secretly watching you from afar until you heard a soft thump on the floor and you quickly looked up at him.

"kei—" you were about to greet him but he immediately embraced you.

your eyes widened in surprise, rubbing his back soothingly. "is there something wrong?" you whispered softly, your other hand making its way to play with his hair.

"shouldn't i be the one asking you that?" he pulled away, cupping your cheeks in his hands and wiped your tears with his thumb and you finally noticed that you were crying the whole time.

"oh no," you laughed a bit. "i'm alright, keiji. i was just overwhelmed." you tried explaining but he was still reluctant at your response and so you picked up your phone that you placed on the table as soon as you caught sight of his presence.

"see? i was just looking at our pictures. i swear, i didn't mean and i never even noticed that i started crying." he finally relaxed. sensing that you were still in a good mood.

"but why were you even crying in the first place?" you slowly turned your head to the side where you can't see him. too embarrassed to answer but he held your chin between his thumb and index finger, slowly guiding your head to face him.

you knew you could have looked away but you couldn't help but to just stare back. "i love you." you blurted, causing him to smile.

"i love you too, sweetheart. but i don't think that answers my question."

"well that was my answer." you saw his smile turn into a small smirk, "i don't think i understand what you're trying to imply, my love. could you please explain it more?" you playfully pinched his cheeks before planting a kiss on the same spot.

"it's okay to cry, love." he muttered.

kita

"how has he been?" granny yumie looked at you adoringly as you prepared a bento box to bring to kita as he was still in practice.

"he's been treating me better than anyone could, granny." you answered honestly.

"that's good to hear, y/n-chan, but i think i would love to hear you talk about him more. come on, it's just the two of us." she insisted. you chuckled before wrapping up the food you had prepared before sitting down on the floor across her. ready to give in and do what she requested.

"shinsuke is a very lovely boy, granny. truth to be told, i was very intimidated when i first bumped into him and the way he looked at me weirdly because i was the one who apologized when he spilled his drink on me,” you laughed as you thought about it.

“but he was also kind enough to lend me his jacket before he rushed off to practice and i was thankful for it because i at least had the reason to find him and return him his jacket.” you glanced at granny yumie who was intently listening to you talk.

“and the day after that, i returned his jacket but he insisted that i should keep it,” you paused again, smiling a bit before pointing at the jacket you were currently wearing. “it’s this one.” you said before continuing with your story.

“and because we were in the same year, he would always give me his notes even though i don’t really need them— well i kinda do need them since i don’t like writing. not only that but he offered to always walk me home.”

“granny, i wonder how he’s able to pull off that kind of thing?” you bit your lips, trying to come up with an answer.

“what thing, dear?”

“he may not be the most affectionate person in the world but i still feel so loved whenever i’m with him. he’s not like me who always craved their partner’s touch but even so, he still manages to show that he cares and that he loves me very much and i am beyond grateful to have him. he’s so patient and understanding with me.” you pouted in a playful manner, trying to hide the fact that you were close to crying.

you’ve never had problems with talking about your relationship with kita to other people but this conversation with granny yumie is different since you were used to talk about the two of you casually but this time, nothing but sincerity lingered in the air and you couldn’t help but swallow the lump in your throat that was starting to build up.

“ah, i think they would have their break in a few minutes soon, granny. i should probably go ahead now.” you excused yourself.

“be careful on the way, y/n-chan.” she reminded you.

“will do, granny! thank you for helping me prepare shin’s food.” you bowed and left hurriedly.

once you are out of the house, you let the tears stream endlessly, clutching tightly onto the fabric wrapped around the bento box to not accidentally let it go.

you were walking at a fast pace not until someone held your shoulders, forcing you to look up.

“y/n?”

“shin!” you yelped in surprise, wiping your tears with the back of your hand before smiling at him.

“wait why are you here? aren’t you supposed to be in practice?” you narrowed your eyes. realizing that he was wearing a new t-shirt.

“i could be asking you the same question, darling. but to answer yours, we ended practice early.” he let go of you before scanning your face completely and you felt like melting under his gaze, “do you want to talk about it?” he asked.

“it’s a ridiculous reason, shin. it’s fine.” you insisted before holding your hand out for him to get the food that you made for him and he gladly accepted it.

“nothing is ridiculous if it’s you, y/n. especially if it’s your feelings. you know that you can talk to me about anything, right?” he grabbed your wrist gently, pulling you to the bench near where you two were standing and pushed you down to sit.

-

shin: y/n, good morning. please do not forget to eat breakfast.

shin: hello. i heard from your classmates yesterday that you would have a quiz later. do not forget to review. if you need my help, just call me.

shin: the nurse told me you were sick. don’t wait for me anymore, we decided to not have practice today. i’ll pick you up from your classroom then walk you home and take care of you.

shin: y/n, love? suna just sent me a screenshot of the songs you’re currently listening to. are you sure you feel fine?

-

“love. i know that you are great friends with the twins but is it okay if you tell them to not always smother you especially when you are with me?” kita said. trying to keep his tone remain usual but the hint of bitterness was still there.

you felt him squeeze your hand when you chuckled at him. “of course, shin. i’ll make sure to tell them that. i’m sorry if it made you uncomfortable.” you reassured.

-

you’ve heard kita sigh for the fifth time ever since he arrived at your house.

“shin? is something bothering you?”

“y/n. i know i may not be the most affectionate person but please do not hesitate to initiate affection for me.” you couldn’t help but smile at him. completely placing your phone down on your bed.

“of course, baby. do you have a particular reason that made you say that to me?” you asked, worried.

“you haven’t hugged me ever since i got here.” you almost could not hear him but his straightforward attitude never failed to amuse you and so you pulled him into a tight hug immediately.

-

“love?” you heard him utter once again and you finally snapped out of your trance. tears threatening to escape once again.

“please tell me what’s wrong.” he looked at you worriedly.

“i love you.” you smiled.

“i know. i love you more, y/n. but i am still concerned about you.”

“nothing’s wrong, shin. don’t worry. i was just thinking of how lucky i am to have you.” he chuckled at your statement.

“is that why you’re crying?” you nodded as a response, laughing awkwardly.

“well, i think that is an odd reason, y/n. however, i know that crying is not only caused when a person is sad. it can be caused my numerous reasons but i think i would rather see you smile.” he gently wiped the tears away with his handkerchief that you two bought together at a mall when you had your first date.

“you still have those?” you pointed at the piece of fabric and he nodded.

“of course i do. i keep everything that has anything to do with you— oh no, love, please stop crying.” he slightly panics.

[levisbrainrot]

“you’re spoiled rotten you know that” you murmured to the ogling mess in front of you.

their wide eyes staring back at you in awe, standing shocked as coco covered them from head to toe. their head and hair all a mess, consisted of coco powder. their eyelashes coated in it too with their cheeks stained with dried powder.

the mess around them was worse, finger-marks on the freshly painted walls and the carpet covered in coco powder.

“mam, i can’t see” the little one spoke, attempting to blink but obviously just making it worst.

you couldn’t even bare the sight. especially the newly done walls that took you forever to paint. and the lovely carpet levi cleaned the other day.

but looking at your child. and seeing them hopelessly try to blink the coco powder away while holding the now empty coco-packet. you couldn’t even bring yourself to yell at them. but instead defeated by your own child.

your hardworking husband will come home to a disaster. you leaned forward, brushing parts of the powder off their face. their eyes intently watching your fingertips softly graze against their skin.

“mama’s not happy?” little one chirped as you started taking off their little nice shirt you bought them.

“mama’s not happy” you sighed, watching as their face morph into guilt.

“sorry mama. i just wanted to open the packet” little one admitted, hanging their head in guilt.

there was no point in being angry, you couldn’t turn back time (as much as it pained you too). your hand simply grazed to their head. stroking gently.

“papa won’t be happy either” little one continued. your eyebrows furrowing in puzzlement.

you studied as little one reached behind one of the toy boxes. in their little, chunky, sturdy hand they pulled one of levi’s favourite tea boxes. your mouth immediately formed an ‘o’ when you see the lilac coloured box ripped to near shreds.

“now baby. the newly painted walls are one thing but not papa’s tea” you murmured, inspecting the damage.

—06/06/21 🧁

just a drabble i thought before going to bed hehe.

[marklilies]

% moonlight in abandonment

pairings: flatmate!kun x gn!reader || wc: 1.5k || warnings: mentions of alcohol, light swearing

the beat thumps right along to the rush of adrenaline in your veins. disco lights, loud music, masses of bodies pressed against each other in a sweaty pit of dancing. you chug your fourth margarita as your friends egg you on. you feel the warm fuzz in your stomach, the blood in your cheeks, and you beam as you hold up your empty glass. your friends erupt in cheers and everybody is completely drunk.

“I MISS MY EX!” your best friend sienna screams in her drunken state. the whole club laughs as she climbs on top of the bar and starts dancing in heels.

you can’t think straight at all. your head is pounding and your heart is about to explode. you need to do something, but you have no idea what.

“need to call… call someone,” you whisper to yourself and fumble around in your purse for your phone. you press speed-dial.

more under the cut!

“[crackles] … hello? y/n, is that you?” your face splits into a grin when you hear his voice.

“heyyy, kunn. hahaha, i’m so drunk right now,” you giggle at how slurred your words are.

“y/n, do you know what time it is? it’s three in the morning. why are you out partying so late? i get that finals are over and all but shouldn’t you be sleeping?” flatmate!kun’s voice is deep and rough, likely because of his sudden awakening. you find it incredibly sexy.

all of a sudden, you know what you want to do. “so what if it’s three in the morning? live a little,” you tease.

there is no sound from the other end of the line for a while. then kun’s tired voice says, “do you need me to pick you up?”

“hehe, always the gentleman,” you hiccup. “yes please. i want you to take me somewhere.”

“...where?”

“you’ll find out soon enough. i’ll send you my location and you can come pick me out club front in,” you say. then you replay what you said in your head and giggle, “wait, no, you can come up pick me from in front of the club.” satisfied that you make sense (to yourself, at least), you nod and hang up.

-------------- time skip --------------

kun pulls up in his soccer-mom car. he bought it because he said it was safe and practical, but you always laughed at him anyway.

you hop inside the front seat, next to kun. excited, you say, “off we go!”

you watch kun as he drives. his bedhead and baggy pyjama shirt are evidence of his disrupted sleep, and you can’t help but think how lucky you are that kun is willing to sacrifice sleep to come pick you up in the middle of the night.

when you stop at a red light, kun turns to you and asks, “so, where are we going?”

you grin at him. “take the second right after this traffic light. i’ll give you the directions, and you just follow them, okay?”

kun is reluctant to agree, but he knows he has no choice but to listen to you. you’re definitely not the most submissive person around. if he hadn’t agreed, you would have just taken the wheel for yourself.

after about half an hour of silent driving, kun stops in front of a sign that has “petewin park” printed in bold red letters on it. he stares at it for a while.

“y/n, why are we at the abandoned theme park?”

you open the car door and are hit by a wave of cool air. the night is a quiet one, the air crisp. “well, obviously, we’re here to explore.”

“this probably isn’t legal, y/n,” kun gets out after her, worry written all over his face.

“oh, relax, kun. there isn’t anyone for miles around, and i would never let us get caught.”

“but there could be coyotes, or- or meth addicts.”

you raise her eyebrows at him, and he folds.

“c’mon, it’ll be fun, i promise. and besides, if anything happens, i’ve got you to protect me, right?” at your words, kun gives a deep sigh, runs a hand through his hair, and jogs to catch up with you, all the while mumbling about what an idiot he thinks you are.

you still hiccup and giggle at random things occasionally, so kun knows you are still drunk. as you walked through the tranquil silence of the theme park, you press your body against kun’s for warmth. you are wearing party clothes; not exactly something that will keep you warm.

kun sees you shivering, and sighs again. “you are going to be the death of me.” he takes his jacket off and drapes it over your shoulders, before shoving his own hands deep into his pockets to protect them from the biting wind.

you smile at him, feeling the residual warmth of his body on the jacket. of course, you know you’ll be fine without it, but you’re grateful nonetheless. kun’s arms are bared by his short-sleeved top, and soon he’s shivering too, so you take the jacket off, crowd up against him and sling the jacket over both of your shoulders. kun gives you a small smile.

soon they arrive at your intended destination - the ferris wheel. now, this ferris wheel is just like any other, but in your eyes, this is the best ferris wheel in the world, with its quaint wooden cabins and its white-painted spokes. that’s because this was the first ferris wheel you have ever ridden, back when your family was still whole. the number of happy, untainted memories of pure joy that are associated with this particular ferris wheel are uncountable. you cried for a day when this park closed down.

the two of you look up at the ferris wheel. it is at least 50 metres (164 feet) in height, a towering jumble of metal and wood. you find the ladder you know is behind the control room, kun in tow.

here, you take kun by the shoulders and say with dead seriousness, “i’m going to climb this ladder up. don’t come if you don’t want to. if i fall, don’t try to catch me, alright?”

kun looks at you like you’ve gone completely bonkers. “you’re going to climb this thing?! no! it’s too dangerous!”

“i’ve done it before, kun. you don’t have to follow me.”

kun is adamant that you stay with your two feet firmly planted on the ground, but you insist, and your stubborn nature allows you to win in the end.

you step onto the lowest rung, placing your hands firmly on the higher rungs, and pull yourself up. you make sure your grip is strong - one mistake and you could fall to your death.

kun hovers like a mother hen, clucking nervously when you almost slip. as he watches you climb higher and higher, he finds himself wanting to go after you, to make sure you’re okay, to catch you if you fall.

“i hate you, y/n,” he bites out as he pulls himself up on the ladder after you.

“real flatterer, aren’t you,” you reply off-hand, still focused on trying not to fall.

slowly, slowly, both of you make your way to the top, kun still muttering discontented words. as you reach the small platform that lies in wait at the end of the ladder, you nimbly manoeuvre your way onto the landing, while kun has to haul himself up with a loud heave.

“this better be worth it, l/n,” kun grunts, his voice wavering slightly.

“oh, calm down, wimp. it’s only ten stories high.”

“...i don’t think you’re making the point you think you are.”

you sit side by side atop the metal platform, and your breath is momentarily taken from you.

the view below is gorgeous.

carnival rides dot the ground, all sporting a myriad of colours, a silvery hue bestowed upon them by the magnanimous moon. small, deserted stands are situated in between these rides, and you can imagine them during the day, occupied and selling all sorts of strange foods. in the distance, glowing city lights shine among the towering edifices, looking like a gathering of little pixies on the horizon.

kun inhales sharply next to you.

“it’s beautiful,” he whispers in awe.

“it really is,” you reply, still enjoying the view and the way the wind whips through your hair.

minutes fly by in silence as the pair of you stare at the scenery before you.

“my parents used to bring me here all the time, when i was younger,” you chuckle, “when they were still a single parental unit.”

kun looks at you and sees that you are reminiscing about the times you had here, a kind of sad twinkle in your eyes. he puts an arm around you; you lean in and rest your head on his shoulder.

“i hope someday i can bring you somewhere like this, too,” kun says, his voice light and airy.

you give him a look. he returns the gaze, and you see his sincerity. you smile.

“thank you.” a moment’s silence falls. “i hope you’re the next to take me somewhere like this too.”

the moon shines ever-so-brightly overhead as you two sit together, your silhouettes melding together into one.

© marklilies, 2021. all rights reserved.

[sokkisky]

~please bunny come back to me~

Want to make a request?: https://forms.gle/NyZgUcqkCPzHRvVn6

Ghost School RP Discord: https://discord.gg/5mschvebTn

Rating: SFW (Angst to Fluff) 

Pairing: Tamaki Amajiki x Pro Hero Y/N 

Warnings: Serious injury, arguing (tense words) 

A/N: Hi you beautiful milky buds! How are you doing? I’m so grateful to have each and every single one of you. I have been getting so many questions lately and here requests are ALWAYS open. I do post DAILY. Just to clear some things up. 

If you have a million ideas you want me to write, create a million requests I really don’t mind. Not to mention if you want a request for another anime, go for it! If I don’t write for that anime I will tell you. You’ll have the most luck with these to name a few 

~MHA/BNHA 

~Fairy Tail 

~Haikyu! 

~Blue Exorcist

To name a few. If you want to ask about another feel free to ask me! Today’s request reads like this. 

Hi! Its me @megustaitachi again lol. I LOVED the request I asked you a few days ago, you wrote it SO SOFT AHH PRECIOUS😭💓. I want to ask you a question, if you don't mind I'll be here making request of my favs characters hehe, is there's a name we can call you? Obviously if you feel comfortable, I would like to know, thanks! *Now the real request* Can I request an scenario or a series*if u want* when Pro Hero Tamaki and his Pro Hero s/o have a fight and the next day y/n have a fight with a villain and they fell like in coma and Tamaki is sad because they didn't apologize for the fight but then y/n wakes up and they apologized and end up cuddling. <3 *yes, I love angst that ends in cuddles ⊂(・﹏・⊂)* Thanks! <3

<3 I said it last time and I'll say it again, I LOVE YOUR WORK KWHWOW💓🙌🏼

Thank you, thank you so much for this request! It’s so angsty ah my poor bby tama. Also you can call me Sokki! Sok, Milky, are a few of my nicknames too so I don’t mind if you call me those either. 

I’m thinking I might make part two of this but I am not sure either. If you want one tell me though!

I love love love LOVE you guys and please please remember to take care of yourselves, be kind to yourself and treat yo self! You are worth it all, don’t ever forget how special and important you are! Now I don’t want to keep you waiting for too long, I hope this meets your expectations. Enjoy!

Part Two 

“You shouldn’t have done that!” 

You sat on the couch, your head in your hands as Tamaki frantically paced in front of you. You knew he was just upset, just worried, but there was no way you could’ve predicted the villain’s next move. You didn’t know that moving to the spot that you did would put you in danger. 

“Tamaki I know I messed up! Let it go!” you finally shouted back. Your head rising from your hands. Tamaki stopped pacing and turned to look at you. 

“Let it go?” he asked, his voice rising. “You nearly got yourself killed, like you were trying to hurt yourself.” he said, his voice shaky. He hated arguing with you. He hated it so much. He wanted to sit down and cuddle you, forget this ever happened but you could’ve gotten hurt! 

“Oh I wanted to get hurt?” you said back in frustration, becoming a bit outraged. Tamaki nodded as both of your phones rang. You answered with a frustrated sigh. 

Another villain was on the loose and they needed the two of you. 

Being a pro hero dating a pro hero was hard, but being a pro hero fighting your pro hero significant other and then having to fight with them is different. You sighed, turning to Tamaki heading towards the door. He followed behind you. 

“Are you gonna hurt yourself again this time?” he asked, annoyed slightly. You ran out in front of him, Tamaki following behind as you ran to the crime scene. “Watch out I just might, then you won’t have such an incompetent partner huh Tama?” you said sarcastically. Tamaki sighed. 

“Wouldn’t that be nice” he murmured to himself. You almost stopped running and he could feel the regret sink in about what he said. You turned to him, opening your mouth to say something, but you ended up just shaking your head and continuing to run to the crime scene.

~~~

All you hear was Tamaki shouting out to you, “Bunny watch out!” as you shielded an innocent bystander before you were engulfed in a ball of blue flame, the fire exploded into a terrible blue explosion. 

Your world went dark and you felt like you were in a void. You could feel rustling beneath you, you saved someone’s life, but at what cost? You fell back, feeling your back hit the paved road. Your eyes couldn’t open, they were closed. Your mouth, your lungs, gasping for air as you felt yourself slip. You heard voices, 

‘Bunny! Bunny!’ 

You could faintly feel something on your shoulders. But then it all faded, diminishing into darkness. 

~~~

Tamaki wandered the streets a bouquet of roses in his hand. Today was supposed to be your anniversary together. He walked, the rain beginning to lightly dribble down, his tears falling down his cheeks. He missed you, dearly, and he couldn’t get those horrible things he said to you out of his head.

2 months passed by now and Tamaki was doing mediocre hero work. Every day he’d look at your costume and hold it close to him, crying alone in your lonely apartment. The apartment the two of you shared. 

He wanted everything of yourself. He kept it around the house, sometimes he’d go through your clothes, trying to see if any scent of you still lingered behind. He'd eat your favorite snacks and watch the shows and movies you’d like. Your apartment walls were covered in pictures of you, your Pro Hero merch was everywhere. Anyone would think he’d be a crazed super fan but he was just in pain. He wanted nothing more than to hold you and apologize over and over again. 

But he couldn’t. 

His alarm went off on his phone and he quickly grabbed his jacket and threw on his shoes, rushing out of the apartment.

~~~

“Welcome back Tamaki.” the brown haired lady said. She clicked her fingers along her keyboard as she sat behind the desk of the hospital. “You know the way, and you’re here just on time. Visiting hours have started so go on ahead.” she said, giving him a small smile. 

Tamaki nodded and made his way through the hospital to the ICU. 

He made his way to your room, opening the door. You were hooked up to dozens of machines and monitors, many lines moving into your arms and chest. Tamaki was here every day he could be, but it didn’t get any easier. He realized he forgot the roses at home but it didn’t matter much. He pulled up a seat, sitting beside you like he normally did. 

He rubbed your forehead and cheeks gently, tears rolling down his eyes. He felt the emotions bubble in him all over again and his head plopped down on your chest, his hands beside his head. He sobbed uncontrollably. His body shook as the blankets muffled his cries. The room had been changed for you, what with all of the plush blankets, soft pillows, plushies, and clothes he brought here for you. He brought you a switch even though you couldn’t play it. He bought a mini fridge and snack basket so he could fill them when you woke up. 

But you weren’t waking up. 

The pain in him was almost unbearable. His muffled apologies filled the otherwise quiet room. He couldn’t help it, not able to ever hold it in when he was next to you. 

But then he stopped. 

He could only feel it slightly but he sat up, his eyes going wide as he stared right into yours. He was frozen in place, was he dreaming? Your beautiful eyes were staring back at him. Tamaki remembered what the doctors told him what would’ve happened when you woke up. You’d be confused, not sure who he was or what was going on. Tamaki quickly rushed up and hit the button requesting a doctor. He sat back next to you holding your hand. 

Your finger moved again. 

You were back to him, and he wouldn’t let you go again. 

To be continued...

[escapewriter]

Lover

pairing : vernon x reader

synopsis : love makes you do crazy things, except this wasn’t really crazy for him. he’s just a man in love who’s willing to do it all for you.

genre : fluff, like a lot of fluff, humor

word count : 3.6k

warnings : none

posted : 2/17/21

a/n : ty ty to @woozisnoots for beta reading. i really needed it or it would’ve sounded so awkward so tysm alex <3 and HAPPY VERNON AND SEOKMIN DAYYYY. tell me why this took me almost a month to write even though its like... eh. neway, I HOPE YALL ENJOY, it has that princess and the frog vibe.

TAGLIST : @vibecheckvernon @beomiebear5 @lightoflife @skylions-den @noniesgirl @woozisnoots

won’t let me tag : @pandora1834

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pieces of love masterlist // playlist // main masterlist

‘Letter 355’ was written in big letters on the front of the envelope. You sat on the bed as you tore the sealed flap open. Vernon has been writing you small notes ever since your 6th year anniversary. This is the first real letter you’ve gotten because before, it was simple post-it notes, and as your 7th year together approaches, you can’t help but wonder what he has planned this time.

You took out the paper, unfolded it and scanned his messy handwriting. You smiled as your fingertips touched the ink on the paper. You began to read:

Ma Belle,

I hope you will have a wonderful day today. Are you surprised you’re getting a letter instead of a post-it note? You probably are lol. Anyway, I just wanted to say I’m sorry for the messy handwriting, I had to leave early this morning and didn’t have time to write neatly, or spell correctly so if you see some typos, you didn’t (cue the clown emoji).

Also, a heads up, I may be returning home late due to the guys wanting to hang out, so if you need me, call me. And yes, I’ll text you if I have to stay at one of their apartments and I’ll text you when I leave. I know the drill ;)

Please be safe today, and you know MY drill don’t you? It’s the exact same thing I said above, HA! So, text me when you leave the house and when you arrive at work. I can’t wait to see you again (even though we live together). I love you Ma Belle. Just 10 more days!

Love, Vernon

You smiled at the nickname he had given you as you felt the familiar rush of fireworks erupt in your stomach, hugging the letter close to your chest. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have a man like Vernon. He took time out of his day for almost a year just to write you a letter every morning so you could wake up happy. He is an absolute crazy man for doing this.

You folded up the letter and carefully placed it back in the envelope. You went to your desk, grabbing the photobook on the shelf and opened it, seeing where you kept all his notes for the past year. You flipped to a page and inserted the letter in an empty slot. You closed the book and placed it on the shelf once more, looking at it as you thought about how he was capable of doing something like this for a whole year, who knows what he has planned for your anniversary.

~

Vernon has a lot planned actually. He is going to keep writing you letters every morning before he goes to work, but on the day of your anniversary, it’s going to be a little different and he couldn’t wait for that day to come.

He walked alone, glancing into the stores that he passed as he waited for the call. He turned around and began to head back to where he came from before, feeling the buzzing of his phone. He looked at the screen and answered.

“Hey Shua, are you guys done?” He bit his lower lip a bit, hoping they got what he had asked for. He heard his friend sigh on the other end of the line.

“Hell yeah we got it.” Letting out a breath of relief, he nodded as he listened to Joshua tell him to return back to the car so they could go and eat. Hanging up, he walked quickly back to meet up with his friends.

He could not wait for the day to come.

//

You saw ‘Letter 360’ taped to the refrigerator when you reached the kitchen to prepare yourself breakfast. You had only received small notes like before ever since ‘Letter 355’, so you were a bit taken aback because you simply thought that he wrote a long letter due to his busy schedule that day. You weren’t sure what to expect of this though as he told you the night prior that he would be home before dinner.

You tore the flap of the envelope and took out the paper, quickly unfolding it as you began to read his messy handwriting:

Ma Belle,

Did you sleep well last night? I hope so because then I’ll feel bad for not being able to be there with you to make you feel better :( But!!! I hope this will make your morning a bit brighter if it wasn’t already. Inside the microwave are some pancakes that I made Mingyu bring for me because I would’ve burnt them. But they’re probably cold so you have to heat it up. There were 4 in total but I was hungry and ate one hehe.

Anyway, I’ll see you in a few hours, Ma Belle. Stay safe at work and text me! I love you!

Love, Vernon

You felt the warmth creep up in your chest as you grinned, rereading the letter again. Although this made you incredibly happy, you couldn’t help but think about what you could do better for Vernon in this relationship. You never want him to feel as if he was the only one putting effort.

After making a quick decision, you put the letter back in the envelope and brought it to your room, placing it in an empty slot of the photobook. You went back out to the kitchen and heated up the pancakes Vernon had mentioned, deciding that you will make a small trip to the store after having breakfast.

~

Unknowingly, you walked down the same path Vernon had the day he went out with his friends secretly without telling you. You passed multiple stores as you racked your brain for some sort of idea on what to get him. You already had your anniversary gift planned out for him, but that’s a secret that you have been keeping from him since day one. You just hope he doesn’t go searching for the photobook.

You walked slowly, glancing into stores to get some sort of idea before stopping in front of a jewelry store. You hesitated knowing that Vernon never wanted you to spend so much money on him, but look at where you are. You decide to tell him it’s an anniversary gift instead of just giving it to him tonight so that way he wouldn’t get mad at you. Yeah, that’s a better plan.

As you enter the store, your eyes immediately go to the locked glass cases of beautiful jewelry. Maybe you should’ve thought this through because you had no idea what to get him. Looks like guessing is the best bet for you.

//

You made it home from work just before Vernon got home. Quickly, you went to your room and took the box out of the bag and placed it behind the photobook. You disposed of the bag, making sure that Vernon wouldn’t spot any evidence of the fact that you spent a lot of money on him.

You were now in the kitchen, looking to prepare something for dinner before the front door opened with your boyfriend coming in with bags in his hand. You smiled and quickly met him at the door, grabbing a few bags before kissing his cheek.

“You bought dinner? I was planning to make something for you.” He smiled warmly and led you to the dining room, placing the bags on the table. He quickly kissed your cheek before holding one of your hands.

“Ma Belle~” The teasing sound of his voice echoed in your ears as you smiled widely, shying away a bit before you felt the tips of his fingers move your head to face his again, “You don’t have to cook for me tonight. Let’s just relax and enjoy the food I bought, how does that sound?” You stared into his hypnotizing eyes, the warmth in your chest rising as you nodded your head with a smile.

“Okay! Let's get some plates!”

//

You woke up to an empty bed, confused as to why Vernon wasn’t next to you. Sitting up straight, you looked at your night stand, searching for the familiar post-it note or envelope. You thought that maybe it was something similar to the letter 5 days ago where you found it taped to the fridge.

You stretched out your arms, yawning in the process as you heard your phone buzz on the table. Unplugging it, you opened your messages and spotted a familiar name. Boo Seungkwan.

‘You home?’ You didn’t know why he was texting you at this time, he was usually asleep. And he knows that it’s your anniversary with Vernon today, so you were confused as to why he was asking if you were home.

‘No. I’m with Vernon.’ Obviously you lied to try and get out of any sort of event he may have planned just so you can eat a small breakfast and get ready for the day. You just have to find Vernon’s note.

‘Bullshit. I’m with Vernon right now.’ Your eyes widened, a scowl appearing on your face as you questioned why Vernon was with Seungkwan instead of you. ‘Why are you with Vernon? Where are you guys?’

On the other side of the phone, Seungkwan was panicking. He knew that you weren’t with Vernon because Vernon was with Joshua setting up everything for your anniversary.

He looked around the room, thinking of an answer to come up with before Chan walked in, “Seungkwan? What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be distracting them for Vernon?” He tossed his phone to the younger, eyes filled with fear and uneasiness. Chan read the messages and laughed, “Vernon will kill you if you don’t pull this off. Good luck!” Seungkwan groaned as he decided to just show up at your home and keep you occupied.

You stared at the messages, expecting him to answer but received nothing. You sighed and just locked your phone, mind now set on looking for the letter. Every step you took to look into a room, your fingers were crossed in hopes that you would find any sort of evidence that Vernon has left for you. Plopping onto the couch, you thought that maybe he just forgot to write today, but it didn’t make sense since he wrote everyday for a whole year without forgetting. Even in previous letters, he would count down the days until it was your anniversary. It just didn’t make any sense.

You heard the doorbell ring, an ounce of hope in your heart as you thought that it could be Vernon. He has a key to the house. You sighed and got up from the couch as you went to the front door, unlocking it with a click and opening it.

Your eyes met Seungkwan’s and it immediately turned into a glare. “I thought you were with Vernon, hm?” He grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his neck.

“I lied.”

“I can see that.” You stepped to the side, making way for him to enter your house. You watched him sit on the couch as you closed the door and locked it. “What are you doing here, Seungkwan?”

“Uhm— Did you eat breakfast?” You saw his hands wipe down against his jeans, a nervous habit he had that you picked up on throughout your years of friendship.

“No I didn’t. And you avoided my question—”

“You haven’t eaten?” He stood up abruptly, determined to keep you distracted until lunch time, “Come on, lets cook some breakfast for you!” He turned towards the kitchen with you following closely after him after rolling your eyes and just letting it slide, thinking that maybe Vernon put him up to this.

//

Seungkwan sighed in content after finishing up his food, his eyes moving to meet your hard ones. “Seungkwan,” His eyes went to look around the room, just as long as they weren’t at you, “Seungkwan, stop avoiding eye contact.” He looked back at you, his lips pursed and throat feeling dry. “I have so many questions, but I won’t even bother at this point.” You shook your head and took your plate and his, bringing it to the sink and began to wash them.

As you were washing, you heard your name fall from his lips, “I can wash them, you have to go get ready.” Your head shot up, eyes looking to the side but your head staying in place.

“Get ready how? Where are we going?”

Seungkwan got up from his seat and stood next to you, “Don’t play dumb. Do you want your letter or not?” Your eyes lit up, nodding as you turned off the water and quickly went into your room to wash up and get ready.

“Thank you Seungkwan!”

//

You sat in the car with the radio gently playing in the background. A comfortable silence fell upon you and Seungkwan, who was in the driver's seat. You remembered to bring your gift as you looked at the large bag sitting on the floor between your legs. You checked the time on your phone, seeing that it was almost lunch.

“Wow, if Vernon planned a lunch, I’m glad you ate most of the breakfast food.” You out the window, giggling with Seungkwan.

“That was the whole point of me eating all the food. I had to keep you busy for a few more hours.”

You sighed and nodded your head in understanding, turning your head to look at the side of his face, “Where are we headed to anyway?”

He glanced away from the road to look at you for a split second before lifting up his hand, his pointer finger placed on his lips as he made a ‘shh’ sound. “It’s a secret.”

“Well can you tell me if it’s far? I kind of want to take a nap.”

“Go for it, but don’t get mad when I wake you up.”

//

Your eyes fluttered, feeling the cool breeze against your skin as goosebumps rose. You opened your eyes, seeing your boyfriend standing next to you with the car door open. He flashed his gummy smile, holding his hand out for you to take, “Ma Belle~”

You looked down at the floor as you placed your hand in his, stepping out of the car with your bag and present in hand. “Where have you been Vernon Chwe?”

You smiled cheekily at him to which he shrugged with a teasing smile, “I’ve been doing things.”

You began to smile, looking at your interlocked fingers as he led you to a familiar area. You scanned the place, seeing the light of the sun reflect off the little lake that you knew all too well. Your hand tightened in his grasp causing him to stop walking and to turn to look at you, “What’s wrong?” You pouted, puppy eyes boring into his as he smiled softly.

“You took me here? I thought this place became private property and people weren’t allowed to be here.” He laughed softly and brought up his hand, placing his pointer finger against his lips.

“Shhh, we’re not.” Your eyes widened as you hit him with your bag and he laughed, “I’m kidding, I talked to the owner and they were fine with it, come on, let’s go.”

He brought you over to a picnic setup, the tall tree providing you shade that can cool your down from the scorching sun. You both sat down on the blanket, looking out to the lake with the mini table in between. You sighed in content, your eyes never leaving the shining lake, “Vernon this is incredible. I’m so happy you were able to get us in here.” You looked over at your boyfriend, a smirk on his face as he held up the missing letter.

“I know you’ve been wondering where the final letter was but I don’t know if I want to give it to you just yet.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. “You have to eat with me first and then I’ll give you the letter, okay?” You smiled and nodded your head happily, the thought of what could possibly be in the letter consumes your mind.

//

You finished your food with a toss of your napkin to the plate, your eyes immediately going to Vernon who was laughing softly. “I know what you’re going to ask, but first let me open my gift, please?” He pouted in which you rolled your eyes in response.

“Fine.”

You handed over the bag, biting your lip out of a nervous habit, watching him take out the tissue paper and spotting the box and photobook. He took out the photobook, looking at you with an unsure expression before opening it. Raising his eyebrows, he found every note he has written to you, and next to it is a note you have written in response.

He took a deep breath, flipping through all the pages, trying to be as slow as possible just to tease you, but no luck, “Vernon you can read it at home.” You whined next to him as he slightly glared at you,

“Hey, I just want to appreciate you.” Still, he listened and put the photobook back in the bag and then took out the box. He opened the top carefully and stared at the piece of jewelry laying inside.

He head lolled to look at you, another pout on his lips, “I told you not to buy me anything expensive.”

You giggled and nodded your head towards the bracelet, “Dig a little deeper Vernon,” He rolled his eyes at your remark of quoting the song before taking out the chain. He turned the small heart-shaped charm over and found your name next to the words ‘Your Evangeline’ engraved in it.

His grip on the chain loosened as he handed it to you, holding out his arm, “Put it on for me?” Quickly you wrapped it around his wrist and locked it in place, beaming with happiness. “I love this, I just— it’s beautiful.”

“Can I read the letter now?” He sighed in defeat as he failed to stall everything a little while longer.

“Way to ruin the sentimental mood.” He handed you the letter, watching you bounce in excitement as you prepared to rip it open.

“Wait! Read it up there, next to the lake. Pretend I’m not here, like how you would read any letter in the morning, okay?” You nodded standing up and scurried over to the lake, thinking about how weird it was that he asked you to read it at this spot. The thought left your mind the second your eyes scanned ‘Letter 365’. Your heart pounded in your ears as you ripped the flap open and pulled out the paper. You began to read:

Ma Belle,

Happy 7th year Anniversary! Can you believe it has been seven years we’ve been together? It feels so amazing. I’m sorry you had to read this through a letter, but I feel like writing it out conveyed my feelings better than when I just wing it. So, I hope you prepare yourself because this is going to be a ride full of cheese and cringe.

I remember our first date here. It was very cheesy and seemed too extravagant for a first date, but we have known each other for a few months before I asked you out, so I call it a success. Anyway, I’ll never forget the look on your face when you saw the little fairy lights light up just at the snap of my finger. You said it looked like fireflies and reminded you of Princess and the Frog. Anyway, getting back to the point, the point is, this little lake holds a place in my heart because it was all those months of me silently pining after you to finally be able to take you here, it made me realize that I love you. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Oh! Which reminds me of our first here, when we danced to the soundtrack of the movie. It’s random, I know but I don’t think you remember that. You probably won’t remember me proposing to you either, would you? Turn around Ma Belle :)

You slowly turned around, the blanket and picnic table gone, all that’s left in front of you is Vernon down on one knee holding up a small box displaying a beautiful ring. The arm holding the letter drops, your free hand coming up to slightly cover your mouth now agape. From his shaky hands to his beaming smile, the love you had for the man in front of you intensified.

He cleared his throat and took a deep breath, “So, do you remember now?” The water in your eyes that have been threatening to spill finally let go as you nodded your head, “Ma Belle~” That damn grin on his face made your knees shake, “Will you be my Evangeline and marry me?” Your legs collapsed, your knees hitting the grass as you hugged Vernon tightly, whispering ‘Yes’ into his ear.

The amount of love you felt in your heart took over as you cried silently against him. He pulled away, laughing softly as he wiped your tears and brought your hand up, slipping the ring onto your ring finger. “Hansol Vernon Chwe, no wonder you wanted to open my gift first.”

He shrugged, looking into your eyes with that same teary smile before leaning in and placing a soft yet meaningful kiss on your lips. In that magical moment, you knew that this is all for you; he is all for you and you wouldn’t have it any other way.