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Dating the doctor for your medicine

Doctor!ichimatsu matsuno x patient(?)!reader

note: i was always a sucker for clichés. Umm reader knows ichi from high school? yea. Even though tagged degradation kink this isn't a smut, and is about the ending. purple text is his dialogue for the smart readers out there

tags: 3.6k words, degradation kink, marriage mention, themes of depression, comfort fic(?), ventfic(?), drinking, dead dove do not eat, begging

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When he became a doctor, you really didn't know what to believe. At first you thought nothing of it, until it came to his checkups.

Out of six sons, one is working? Ouch. Even you didn't wanna believe it when you heard about it.

And the glances, and the cheap medicine. And the sheer abundance of it, that medicine became. He was worried for you, for a while now- but what the fuck? You felt like a sugar baby. Not like you couldn't afford your own medicine. You didn't know to take pride that people wanted to spoil you, or to be upset over him thinking he had any right to hold this responsibility with you. For you. That just wasn't his role to choose, and you never asked him for help. You didn't. Who said he had any right to step into your life like this? You didn't want to be indebted to him. It wasn't kindness. You guys barely spoke. It was embarrassing.

Can he just stop?

"I'm sorry?" *Oh, did I say that out loud?*

Looking at him, he looked unsettled. Like he wasn't used to you being mad. Like he wasn't used to *you*. You guys dated a bit in high school, and sort of kept in contact after. You lived in the same town, so running into him was evident in nature. He knows you're a little.. snappy, I guess.

"..nevermind. My mind was off somewhere else." "Everything okay?" "Yes."

You've been less active recently, never heading out or running into him. Over the holidays, you've been alternating between sleeping at home and the occasional hospital visit. Truth was you haven't been well. You couldn't go to work. Hospital was just an excuse, you needed the papers. You didn't know what to think, anymore, and when. One way to escape thinking altogether was to sleep in the hospital, blowing through your money.

He seemed to know you weren't fine. These acts of charity...

He knew you wouldn't deny. Actually, you couldn't speak up. About anything. You just wanted him to buzz off. One more nuisance to..

"Y/n, y/n?" "A-ah, right, yes, s--so..rry."

You bowed your head. Weirding yourself out-- to treat him so formally, respectfully. He knew you thought nothing of him, and barely had any respect left for yourself, too. You dressed yourself in whatever, but had to look presentable nowadays knowing he'd just pry more if you didn't. This bitch-

"Are you.. overwhelmed?" "Huh?" "Your face is red. Do you have a fever? Let's check again." "Ah.. okay."

He placed the apparatus in your ear. Well you did feel faint. He said to rest more, and handed you some water.

Well!! You really couldn't tell him!! That it was none of his business!! Ahh.. you wanted a drink.

He knew you weren't actually sick. It hurt to see someone treat you and your health so seriously, and dance around the subject so carefully. This was all professional, remember? Stop getting all up in my face and do your job.. else I start feeling bad about it, too. Taking away the one thing I don't want to lose, total absence.

"Can.. uh." "Hm?" "Can I.... s." He leaned in closer. "canireducetheamountefconsultations-" "..m?" Did he pretend not to hear you?! No, wait. You spoke too fast.

"Can I.. please.. u-um, leave?" "What? I mean, yes, of course, self admissions are--" "No, n-no.. toilet." "Ah." He paused. Or were you looking too much into it? "Okay. I'll be here."

"Ichimatsu, I'm leaving the hospital," You announced before closing the door, praying it was loud enough for him to hear. You felt off. Just off. You couldn't explain it any other way.

You hated yourself for wasting his time. I mean, it was part of his job, but still. You were so useless you couldn't do a simple thing like a hospital consultation--

No, you couldn't handle a friend. Especially one that showed up unannounced.

You didn't go to that hospital anymore.

The fees were gone, you were just waiting. The day that will come tomorrow, where you'll need to go get paid, go work, go study.

Ah... you wanted to die.

Closing the 7/11, the staff wasn't expecting your late visit. You thought they were open 24/7. Grabbing a few drinks to have at the park, who cared if you'd shown up drunk tomorrow? Who should.. it matter? To..

He was in your face. "What."

Dressed in slacks, he looked.. like shit. He just looked like shit. Under this convenience store lighting, in his shitty dumbass sandals, he looked like he just woke up. Did work do that to a person? His hair was messed up. Or did you just never notice? You were always looking at the floor, after all. Huh? "Ah.. is the store closed?" Apparently it closed early on holidays, looking at the sign he seemed stuck on. What the fuck? He didn't even notice you?

Leaving the convenience store, you looked at your plastic bag. "Hey." He looked back, alert. He knew you by your voice. Your disappearance didn't work at all, huh? "Wanna have a drink?"

You had held up the bag a bit. While he stared, you looked for a good spot. You usually sat at just anywhere, but would that be good? "A..ah. Yeah, sure." At least now you wouldn't feel indebted to him.

Sitting down by the nearest lamp, you put the plastic bag at your lap. It wasn't much, but definitely enough for two. You hadn't been thinking about how much would get you drunk, so you just got whatever felt good for the next few hours. "I won't be at the hospital anymore, so you can rest easy." He nodded, as you handed him a beer. It was cold out, and he was wearing slippers? Seriously? Even you had put on something warm. "Were you glad? To hear it?" Nursing your beer, he asked you if you couldn't sleep. "Mm."

You breathed out, watching the steam dissolve. "And you're out for the cats?" "..yeah."

Taking off your scarf, you thought that if he was cold, you might as well be cold, too. The beer would be fine instead, anyway.

You wanted to cry. "I can't sleep at all.."

Downing a second can, you sighed. It felt better, to know that you'd be off sleeping soon. Drinks knocked you out. That you'd forget this.. you had bad memory for little details like these. When, how, where, whats. You just remembered feelings.

Drinking, you could really get teary. You could do anything. You could blame it on the drinks. Of course you wouldn't do anything, but it just felt nice to remember that could forgive yourself drunk. You could sob, and shake and groan, and all would be forgiven. He wouldn't even remember. "How can you take care of me when you can't even take care of yourself, mm?" You grumbled, wrapping a scarf around him.

"..did you drink anything today?" "What?" "N-no, I mean.. never mind." He murmured, taking his second can as well. You moved onto your third. "If you're worried about me being dehydrated again.. don't. I can't deal with this much, y'know?" "I don't care." "Then don't ask!"

"I just.. it's out of habit." "Well you'll fix it someday." "Yeah.."

"Oy, Ichimatsu." "Hm?" "I'll tell you what. Caring for a girl means you go all the way. Go fill up this can with the water fountain pretty-pretty pleeease..." You dealt an empty can towards him as he leaned away- a scorn on his face. "Not your butler." "Do it!!!"

He brought out a coin. "I'll flip it to decide who goes." "No. No. No." "Let's just go together then.." "..fine."

Somehow, being lazy together makes it easier. Walking over and drinking the filled can, you were surprised by how fast you finished it. So you really were dehydrated.

"Y'know, I can just write you letters." "Huh?!!!" "Yeah. You don't even need to come. It's not like we're that big a clinic." "Holy cow, seriously??" "Yeah. Whatever you want, it's not much for me." "It's okay??" "Said it was." "Serious?? Are you serious?? I feel like I shouldn't do all that though?? Like, am I even allowed to do that?? Morally speaking??" "I don't care. Just do whatever."

He sipped the beer. "Have you been taking the medicine?" "A-ah! No, I haven't.." "They're actually not painkillers. You didn't need them, so I just replaced them with those vitamin candies we gave kids." "Ah. What the fuck?" "Yeah. I'm surprised you don't know." Growing up, you did always love to eat those little vitamin pills the clinic gave when you were sick. You made sure to take them from now on. "Ah! I actually have some on me right now.." You shuffled around it your jacket pocket, and pulled out a packet. "Ooh! You're right, they look just like the ones I got when I was younger!" "Ah, I'm glad you like.."

He watched as you took the entire packet at once. He blinked, and reached for an empty can and filled it with water.

"Y/n, if you take that many with just beer and a can of water in your system, you'll throw up quick." He sounded shocked. In disbelief. "Ah, that so?" You chugged two cans of water. Ahh, it was refreshing. You really needed that water.

About that. You suddenly didn't feel an itch to drink anymore. Did you have enough water already? You felt full.

You looked to the rest of the cans. "What's wrong?" "Well.. it'll take long for me to get anywhere without an empty stomach." "...seriously? Like two cups of water and a packet of vitamin C and you're full?" "Haha, I know right? I have no clue how I do it, either. I'm usually such a fatass with food. Guess it's 'cause I'm sleepy."

You downed another can of beer. You'd pee soon, anyway. Wouldn't hurt to have one more.

"Hey.. can I have tomorrow off?" "Mm? Yeah, sure. Not like I care." "Woohoo!" You cheered, breathing in the midnight air. Suddenly, it didn't feel so stuffy anymore. "Ahh.. shoot. I need to piss." You looked around, holy shit it was far. Or maybe you just felt lazy. "Ichi. Piggyback me." "I'll drag you." You two walked to the bathrooms, with you groaning and muttering the whole way. "I'm siiiiick... of dragging my ass around, god damnit." "I'll cure it.. with paper."

You came out the toilet, and you couldn't see him.

You felt really scared. Like, really scared. It was dark out. There was no wind, just quiet.

"Boo." You screamed.

"Holy shit. I almost pissed myself." "I-- I'm bad with stuff like this, okay?! I can barely even go to the toilet at night!" "Oh.. I know two people who can't, now." "Are you fucking crazy?! Apologise!"

You felt unsteady. You hadn't eaten anything the whole day. He noticed how slow you were walking, and proposed to bring you home. "Don't push yourself." "I hope someone pees on you, fartface." "I don't wanna walk you anymore."

...

You were in his care.

Sitting in the driveway of your own house, you watched him come with a packet of dried fish and medicine. You had fallen ill.

He sat by you and drank some water. "Y'know, I've actually never seen a car here." "Oh.. it's my mom's, she comes and visits sometimes. Maybe you never saw it back in high school because she was always off working." "Right. I don't think I ever met your mom." "I'm... not sure. I don't remember much of anything back then. I just remember the general gist of things.." You blew your nose. "Right," He rummaged around in his bag, giving you anti-inflammatories and some other stuff to take with that protects your stomach lining. It was nice to be taken care of like this. It's like your mom's home.

Mourning the loss of your independence and unset boundaries, you took the medicine and watched the garage wall. "Ah. I forgot the note." "..wanna write it inside?" "Sure."

He was in your room again.

Sitting on the floor, he logged into his account on your computer and printed out a note. You sat on the bed, looking. The process was interesting, and quiet. The clacking and whirring..

"Y/n." "Whuh?"

He placed his hand on your forehead and frowned. Your fever. "I thought you were getting better." "You did say it was gonna take a few days.." "Yeah, with your body. This is bad. Maybe you've been eating too little." "..mm."

You murmured, touching your hair. It was hard to stay awake. "'m gonna take a nap." "Tch.."

Setting a glass of water on your bedside table, you heard his footsteps fade.

You woke up sneezing.

Stepping out of the bedroom, you went to the fridge and threw away your forehead patch. ..was that there before? You weren't sure if you had put one on..

Grabbing at a new one, you closed the fridge, turning around to see.. miso soup!! Right on the table!

Looking around, you began to sit down and eat.

*Delicious!*

...

The snow stopped outside.

"Could you not?" The items on your desk were rearranged. Your pencils were put away. "I got bored."

You had a high fever. He fed you water, and woke you up for food. Which was usually soup. Yum. You couldn't believe you were actually skipping out on work because of sickness. You felt proper, somehow.

He switched out your cooling patch. "I'll be going home soon." "W-wait." You stirred. "I'm cold."

He sighed and brought you a cup of warm water and a hand warmer. "Say ahh." "Aa..."

"I feel like I'm in an elderly care centre..hehe.." "Yeah. I feel like a hell of a nurse." Before he could get up and leave again, you convinced him to stay. You wanted a bedtime story. It was scary being up so late on your own, you had only recently heard a bunch of stories cannibalism related. Everything was scary.

He stayed by your side until you fell back asleep. You didn't hear him leave.

Waking up to the sun, you felt better. Like, spick and span, like never better. Was it the soup? You haven't had anything home cooked in ages. Your legs had gone numb, and you were about to bring your fist down to wake them until you almost punched Ichimatsu square in the face.

Confused for one second, then realising he fell asleep in the next, you slowly slimed your way out of bed and covered him with a blanket.

Could he afford to sleep in, actually? Didn't he have a job to do?

Taking milk out of the fridge, wait, didn't he have a job to do?

Looking back at your room and watching him strut out and towards the main entrance with his eyes closed, you wondered how he took care of you the whole time you were sick. Didn't he have work?

He yelled outside your door, and ran off. Oh. He did have work, didn't he? He forgot to go home and change, too. Did he usually set alarms, here?

Has he been sleeping here?

Did he take days off?

..whatever. Thinking back on it was useless. You were so sick, everything was a blur.

You just hoped you didn't drool too much as you slept.

This feeling won't go away.

As he sat at your desk, and you took your meds, you had not met him at the garage in a while. Purely because you were too lazy. You needed him out. Out. You needed alone time, for what, forever?

He wrote you another slip. "Ichimatsu." "Hm?"

You eyed him. "..nothing."

How could you..? Get the slips.. without..

"..Ichimatsu." "What is it." Eek!

He checked you for a fever. You closed your eyes as his hand reached your forehead again.

"Ichi!" "What." "I'm... fine! So.." Gaze cast around your room, you sounded exasperated. "...........I'll be in your care." Oh, yeah. You couldn't say it. You couldn't live without him. You didn't wanna go to work. You didn't wanna make food. You didn't wanna get out of bed. You didn't wanna think. Ahh, whatever. No decision! The answer always is to do nothing and forget you ever thought! "..okay."

SHIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!

You're stuck with him.

You went back under your covers, staring daggers at the wall, while he typed away at your computer.

The sound was nice.

You fell asleep.

"Y/n?"

You were awake, staring at the ceiling. "Y/n."

"...yes?" "Wanna head out? The plum trees are blooming." "..you should go without me. I'm still sleepy... a little bit." "Okay."

He stalked off, and you got out of bed.

You wanted to watch them too!!!!!!!!!

Walking out the house in your pajamas, you were met with his face, "I thought you'd reconsider."

"I.. don't.. know." "Let's go, before it gets dark."

Your feelings toward him were complicated, and disregarded. You didn't want to worry. So you didn't think it.

One late night, you were laying still on your bed. You felt like a skank. Always letting him in just because he treated you to favors. Because he treated you well. Because he respects you. You needed him, practically used him, this guy who you barely knew. You felt cheap. Easy. This guy who you never cared to.. ahh, forget it.

You were stressed out. Too much to think about.

The next day, he got mad at you. You hurt him, disrespected him. Apparently his patience wasn't limitless, after all. You had gotten fish, that he was in charge of raising. "*You can't even take care of yourself,*" Somehow what he said felt familiar.

You had met up with an old friend, who went to go find fish for the new year with you. It was always auspicious to have fish in the house, and they gave you a bag too after confirming you had a fish tank.

You had forgotten to put the fish in the tank. Ichimatsu was so mad that he stormed out immediately after getting everything ready for the fish. If he had noticed any later..

You were shaking.

He didn't come anymore.

You showered, and went out to the clinic. He wasn't gonna come anymore? That wasn't right, he used to come over every day. Today he didn't even show up.

You waited outside the clinic until closing hours. He didn't even look at you when he left.

You clenched at your chest, taking a deep breath. Was your only option to die?!

I'll do better?! No, no.. I miss you?! *what?!*

He was getting farther and farther away. "I know.. I know, I know, so, I'm sorry.."

Your voice was weak, and you had stood tense at the door. "Ichimatsu.."

Fighting the tears that you knew would only come to be of nuisance, you tried to close the gap between you and him.

Aah. No good. You might just kill yourself.

Running home, you called your friend to take back the fish and never left your bed since.

*I'm horrible*

...

You woke up to him one day. "Afternoon." "Ah.. I keep forgetting you have a spare key." Hair messy, he sat on the floor, and drank some tea.

You got out of bed, and knelt in front of him. "I'm sorry." "Mm." "I.. I.. um.." Clutching at nothing, you evened your breathing. "It's.. I can't.. I can't, um.."

You wanted to cry. "I'll.. I'll.. I don't know how to make you feel better, because I don't know you.. I can't.. remember a single thing.."

You didn't know how to make people feel better because you didn't even know how to make you feel better.

"Please.. don't.. go."

You bowed your head to the floor.

"Stay with me forever..."

Neither of you knew how small your voice was. "Creepy." "E-eh?" "Creepy. It's like you don't care about my life outside you.. what about my future girlfriend? Wife? How do I get a life outside you?" "I.." Your voice caught in your throat.

"Let's get married,"

Peeking out at him, you immediately looked back down. Holy shit you could piss yourself dead. Those dead-fish eyes.. absent from love and compassion.. looked like they wanted to kill you. No; you are already dead. This is an after image.

"Listen," He sounded muffled, and you peeked out again to see he's cupped a hand over his mouth. "I'll let you answer me again. Think properly."

"I'm serious!" "Dude.." "I-- I.. I.." Speaking into the floor, "..I..."

Your voice was wobbling. No; you hated this.. your knees were the ones shaking. You've never been so dumb. This feeling.. that you couldn't do anything. That you can't do anything. You can only pray. For forgiveness. You couldn't imagine a bleaker future. "Think properly." Biting your lip, you blubbered.

"Huh?" "sfgssfsdh" "What. Spit it." "Hfssfdfssfg" "Y/n." "I'll.. show you. I'm not.. asking for too much."

You couldn't even focus your eyes. You couldn't do anything.

"How?" You didn't know.

"Give me one week! I'll prove.. hghck.. I'll prove it.. please.. t..trust me, just one last time.."

You couldn't tell, but he had a hell of a boner.

"Sit up." You responded meek, sitting up with your head bowed.

"...I just wanted you to say you wouldn't do it again. Got it?" Nodding gratefully, tears began to pool at your eyes, "You hurt my feelings. Don't do what you did again. Don't.. stress the small stuff."

Of course that's not what he wanted. But hell if he wasn't in a better mood yet. Hell, he doesn't know if he's ever felt this way. You were, in full spirit and understanding, completely for him like a dog. You shook with his every word. He could reward, or punish you. Your dynamic was so fucked up.

"I'll have the next week off. Let's go see the new cat cafe in town." "Yes! Yes, of course, yes.."

You were sobbing.

He felt horrible. He felt like he was horrible. "Let's get married.."

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𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦

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[willoryn]

Ichi and his sleepy s/o? :3c

Ichimatsu won't say it out loud but your sleepy face is just too precious to him.

He starts recognizing the signs that you are about to conk out.

When you start nodding off, you lose your balance, and your eyes struggle to flutter open.

"So cute..." he thinks to himself.

He'll poke you a couple times to stir you awake. But more often than not he'll just let you sleep. After all this man understands how much the world can take out of a person and that sometimes they need a little recharge.

He'll scoot over to where you passed out and lay a blanket over you so you dont catch a cold. Watching you sleep starts making him sleepy so his eyes start to get heavy as well.

However, when you accidentally fall asleep on him, that's his favorite.

Sometimes Ichimatsu's warmth is just too comforting so you have the tendency to fall asleep against his arm or while you are cuddling.

The first time it happened was the scariest day of his life. You were both sitting under the kotatsu together and he felt you slump against his arm, your face just inches from his resting on his shoulder. Needless to say he didn't know what to do and was in a state of panic the whole time.

"Th-they're alseep!? What do I do!? how can they be okay with falling sleep on trash like me!? I'm not that comfortable! they are so close.. A-And they are so warm and- AAA WHATDOIDO!?" *further internal screaming*

But he has since gotten better at handling such moments and loves every one of them.

He'll try to move as little as possible so as to not wake you up but cant help himself, finding a comfy spot between your cheek and your shoulder to bury his head, nuzzling you. Your scent helping him find the comfort he needs to fall sleep.

[killerprotector]

Counting Stars ~ Ichimatsu X Reader - Lately, I've Been, I've Been Losing Sleep (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/nCLkLcZ9fB "Y-you promised!" Was all that you could get out before breaking down again. Ichimatsu's eyes went wide, remembering the pain, and sadness that he had put you through as well as the promise he had made afterward. At that Ichimatsu, hugged you tighter as his own tears mixed with yours. "No no no no no! Kitten! I promise I wasn't thinking about that at all! I'm so sorry that I scared you! Please forgive me..." This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real places are used fictitiously. Other names, places, and events are products of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Text copyright 2017 by Skylar Promer. I do NOT own Ichimatsu or any of Osomatsu-san characters. I DO own this story, please do not reproduce anywhere or take credit for my writing. Thank you, please enjoy!!! :P

[mymatsuxreaderscenarios]

Nsfw scenario where Ichi's fem!s/o is anxious cause he still shows affection for totoko? like, the s/o sees him cheering for totoko (ep 8) & runs home to sob. Ichi runs after s/o & tries to comfort them by showing them how much he loves s/o by 'it'?

Ichimatsu- After seeing your introverted and extremely quiet boyfriend cheer for Totoko so loudly and enthusiastically when she sung on stage, or just because she told him to, you realised where you stand. He always cancelled your plan because SHE needed him to do something, he compliments HER every time he’s with her, yet he’s never once complimented you. And lately you haven’t been able to see YOUR BOYFRIEND because of HER. Today, Todomatsu, calls you and asks you to come over for Ichimatsu cause he doesn’t have a phone and Todomatsu won’t let him touch his. That made you happy, he actually invited you somewhere, yes it was just to his house, but you were always the one to make plans not him. You dressed in a cute, but showy outfit, a tank top with a cute little kitten playing with a ball of yarn and jean shorts, the shorts were hugging your thighs and stopped maybe two or three inches before your butt. You grabbed some light purple shoes (you decide what kind) and put them on before doing your hair and some makeup. You make your way to his house and knock on the door. Osomatsu opens it and looks you up and down.

“Looking sexy today (y/n)” you roll your eyes and walk inside. “Hey Ichimatsu your girlfriend her” Osomatsu opens the door to the living room they were almost always in, seeing Ichimatsu sitting in his corner petting a cat, like usual made you smile. He gives a little wave towards you and you sit beside him on the floor, giving his cheek a short peck.

“How have you been, I haven’t seen you in a while” you ask him and he just shrugs. He doesn’t pay much attention to you, after weeks of not seeing each other this if what he does. He invited YOU over and this is how he acts. You feel your heart ache. He always pays attention to Totoko when she’s around. You fight back tears and lean over towards him slightly giving him the perfect advantage to sneak a glace at your breasts, as you pet the cat on his lap. He looks over for a second before his eyes quickly make their way back to the cat. His eyes never end up look back and you sigh. You decide to lean on his shoulder and he finally looks over at you, but again only for a second. You sit there not saying a word to each other. After a few minutes the door burst open and Totoko walks in.

“I need you guys to come to my next show tomorrow at 7 am sharp” she says and all the boy run up and surround her, even Ichimatsu quickly gets up (the cat getting up at the sound of the door slamming open) seemingly forgetting you were leaning against him making you fall and hit the floor. Great now your head and your heart hurt. He looks so happy around her a look he had never given you. Tears start dripping down your cheeks and you stand up walking over to a notebook grabbing the pen that was next to it (Choromatsu’s). You write it down and rip the page out of the notebook folding it once. With your head down you walk over to Ichimatsu still making heart eyes at Totoko, to busy to notice you. More tears fall down your face as you shove the peice of paper into his face and run out of their house. Everyone stops talking and looks over at Ichimatsu after they heard the door slam shut. They look at the note you had left him and they gasped, some more dramatic than others. Ichimatsu’s body started to shake slightly as he finished reading the letter.

“I’ve realised now that you have never loved me, your always cancelling our plans for her, always complimenting her, always happy around her, I’m sorry for bothering you with my feelings. When we met in the alley way when I had decide to feed a stray cat I had just broken up with my boyfriend after finding out he had cheated on me. You listened to my rambling and it made me happy. We continued to hang out and I developed feelings for you. When I found the courage to confess to you, you had no idea how I could ever like you, but you shyly asked me out in that tsundere way of yours. Than after a few months you started to hang out with her again. Now I understand you love Totoko not me, it never was me. So let’s just go our separate ways, with no hard feelings. Goodbye Ichimatsu”

He dropped the letter and ran after you he couldn’t live without you. He should have tried harder. He needs you. He reaches your house banging on the door. He needs to set things straight. He needs you to know just how much he loves you.

TO BE CONTINUED

[meeedeee]

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A couple years ago, I wrote an IchimatsuxReader story called "I Want to Die" about a reader that was suicidal, and Ichimatsu, who kept preventing the reader from taking their own life. This video is an animation meme set to that story, since I found the meme very fitting to it.

(In other news I'm so sorry I don't write a lot these days, I've been battling writer's block for a good year and a half almost huehushfu.)

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[happy-tree-friends-imagines]

Osomatsu-san Masterlist

Osomatsu:

I Don’t Miss You (Osomatsu x reader songfic angst)

Eye Contact - Osomatsu x Reader (Oneshot)

Imagine running and jumping into your Matsu’s arms

Karamatsu:

Dating Karamatsu Would Include

Imagine running and jumping into your Matsu’s arms

Choromatsu:

Imagine running and jumping into your Matsu’s arms

Ichimatsu:

Dating Ichimatsu Would Include

Counting Stars - Ichimatsu x reader (short story)

Jyushimatsu:

Todomatsu:

Chibita:

Iyami:

Nyaa-chan:

 Tokoto:

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Ichimatsu x reader fic yaaay

First time writing for him, summary: reader is damn useless and they go to a beach tgt in winter. its snowing. reader is a huge hikkikomori ..shut in

they dont have the best relationship(?debatable). this is almost a comfort fic

tags degradation, themes of depression(?), toxic relationship, fantasy, beach, 1.2k words

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"Are you ready?" Upon hearing his approval, you stepped into the ocean. "E-eek!" Grasping at his hoodie, you tugged at him to come in deeper, but he looked wiped out.

In the midst of winter- you two were at the beach, covered in snow. He thought this would doing this together would help you feel better, though in the end all it achieved was getting you out of bed. He still had something to celebrate, at least.

You thought you were putting on weight, and felt jealous of your friend who regularly went swimming, even in winter. Early mornings, stretching routines. Your health, even your hygiene was struggling. 'Winter is for sleeping in and slacking off', you said.

It sounded fun. To him, and as for you, you thought nothing of it. It wasn't much of a drag, he did everything for you. He led you to the beach, he had you changed. He brought water. Your job was humming and walking barefeet when you hit the sand.

It felt nice. The sun was out today, it wasn't as cold as usual.

You had a hand on his shoulder, and looked alert, panicked. "Let's go, let's go out! Back! Back out!" He sighed and turned you around, hands kneading at your shoulders softly.

"I'll go in first, remember? You'll jump in after."

He was so warm... his hands at your shoulders warmed you down to your every bone.

You stomped at the ground below you, fuelled by your nerves- shaking a bit when the stray splats of water hit your waist.

He hugged you, and turned- plummeting you both down into the water, him on his back, you on his front.

This wasn't much of a bother, to him. He had the patience of a saint. At least, maybe when it came to you.

You held on tight- hands firmly clutching at nothing, planted at your chest, and you held your breath.

He was warm.

His front was warm. Your back was warm.

3, 2, 1...

"Ah!"

You both had come back up, and you took a deep breath of air. You expected to start shaking immediately, but somehow, with his arms now loosely wrung around you- this felt like nothing. This was nothing you can't stand.

"There, ah.. it's not really that bad once you're in, huh?"

You grabbed at his arms and took them apart- pulling them away and then off you. "It's damn cold!"

Dragging him by the arm to the deeper waters, you were smiling. "S--Swim, fast, or else the cold will catch up to you!"

He noticed your flushed cheeks and nose. You surely did, too.

It was nice to be out. It was a nice day to be out. The cold feels amazing when the heat catches up to you. You two were sure to come back out soon, but until then, it was a lot of cheering and yelling.

You hadn't even noticed when he took his hoodie off. Was it when he had you turned?

Whatever. You got a hug out of him, and that felt an achievement in of itself.

By the time you two got to shore, both of you were flushed from head to toe. He had prepared some thick towels and surprisingly some hot tea to warm up with. You got a sip.

Maybe it was the snow. He looked pretty. He was always pale, but against the snow you could really see just how so.

It was the first time you've both had a conversation with eye contact, maybe since you've first met him, or maybe just a while. You could barely tell, but he did shock you with how pretty he was. You really got a good gander at him.

He mentioned what song you were humming. It reminded him of something. You got to hear a bit about his karaoke days, in high school. He wondered how much a room would be nowadays. You reminded yourself to check when you got home, and wondered if you two could go to the same one he used to go to. Would it be closed, since he used to go there in high school? You wouldn't know. Shit, you didn't even know how old he was. Well.. Whatever. You'll bring it up soon. But for now, you wanted to wear something again. You wouldn't want him to get mad at you getting sick.

Putting on your sweater again, you looked away as he followed suit. As crude as it would be to stare, you always wanted a little peek. But by the time you've made your mind or built up the effort, he's always done. It's like he's doing it on purpose.

You fixed his hair a bit for him before he got up fully, drying it again with a towel. You wanted warm food, something fatty. You wanted to head home.

He gave you the rest of the tea.

...

*You know you always stare.*

Waking up in a cold sweat- you looked around, it was still bright out. Your sleeping schedule was messed up, but his wasn't. You always went out at night, it was even weirder to fall asleep on public transport. You haven't left your house in forever.

He looked at you, and you realised it was just a dream. He wouldn't do that, would he? He got mad at you sometimes, but- "Hey." You blinked at him. "Wanna know something I noticed?"

He was just freaking you out. He told you not to keep rocking your foot. Of course he knew about your staring, but he would never get mad at you for that. You couldn't help it, anyway.

...

*You know you *always* stare.

Your heart dropped. Was this real? He's being serious? You clamoured for something to say, to earn his respect back- to get him on your side, you couldn't stand it when he got mad at you. When you seemed like a chore.

"'m-- 'm sjzgh. Sorry." "What?" "Sorry!" He looked dumbfounded. "Seriously? That's not how you apologise. You think I forgive that easily? You fucking creep me out."

He leaned in, looking you dead in the eyes. "Hey. I'll teach you how to apologise. 'Kay? Just like I always do. I'll teach you whatever."

He picked your hands off from your thighs. You were shaking too much, and he nudged you a bit so you wouldn't be kneeling.

"Listen, you won't do it again?" "Nn." You nodded. "You promise?" "I promise!"

He cupped at your face. Your hair bordered his palm and your cheek. "Just stop panicking. That's it, you hear? There's nothing else you need to do. Just.. don't do it again." "I.. I know.." You hiccuped.

He liked this. You were for him like a dog. He fucked you up. Not even doing anything, he got you practically sobbing into his palm. Just because. Why were you so scared? He didn't know why. Was there really such a big deal?*

He woke with a start. Staring at you, you were twirling your hair. "It's cold out.." You muttered.

Your voice was small.

He flitted back to sleep-- with silent hopes that this time, you wouldn't be in a cat outfit or something in the next one.

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IchimatsuXGN!Reader

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He had insisted on eloping.

Going somewhere to say your vows in private out of fear of embarrassing you in front of your friends and family.

But you would have none of it and you made that very clear to him.

"You could never embarrass me, Ichi." You told him firmly. "I love you and I'm not ashamed to let everyone know it."

And boy, you weren't kidding.

All the effort and dedication you put into making sure the wedding came out just as you'd imagined was crazy. Ichimatsu couldn't believe your enthusiasm. He already had a hard enough time believing you even said yes in the first place. Doubting himself so much that he had feared you simply said yes out of pity... or perhaps you didnt fully intend to follow through with it. But then the moment of truth came when he'd stepped into a church teeming with people and a cocktail of fear and excitement boiling in his stomach, praying against hope that you hadn't gotten cold feet and ran for the hills. Hell, he was trying to keep himself from doing the same. All attention was on him and he honestly felt like he was going to puke right then and there...

But then, there you were.

Coming down the aisle with a proud smile on your face. Ready to take him as your husband and all his fears in the instant had disappeared. Him... someone like him was worthy enough to be your husband. Someone who you were happy with spending the rest of your life with... it was unreal. Sobering.

And The bravery it took for you to stand up there in front of all those people and claim him touched him deeper than he thought possible.

And even as he stood here beside you under the moonlight and unable to tear his eyes away from you, Ichimatsu could feel his control slipping once more. His eyes already misting over again just as they did when you stepped up to the dais to marry him. He wiped his eyes with a frustrated grunt and looked off to the side somewhere.

You looked up to the moon, your proud smile still plastered on your face. It was certainly an eventful night for both of you, to put it lightly. However, you couldn't begin to imagine just how Ichimatsu must've been feeling. You had never seen him so emotional.

"It's not too late to back out, y'know." You heard him say quietly. You turned to see him looking down at his wedding ring as if contemplating something. "In case you wanna save yourself any regrets later..."

Shaking your head, You covered his hand with your own and laid your head on his shoulder. Nuzzling into him in a way that made him practically purr. And you softly whispered to him:

"How could I regret the best day of my life?"

You received no response. But then, you didn't need one. You knew deep down in your heart he believed you. The shaking in his shoulders and the wet droplets falling on your hand was indication enough. You loved him and were serious about spending the rest of your life with him. And it shook him to his core. Even if he couldn't be your haven, you were his. And as long as you were by his side he could take on anything.

He could do whatever it took in his power to make you happy for the rest of your lives.

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Counting Stars ~ Ichimatsu X Reader - Dreaming About The Things That We Could Be (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/SJoCfisZpB "Y-you promised!" Was all that you could get out before breaking down again. Ichimatsu's eyes went wide, remembering the pain, and sadness that he had put you through as well as the promise he had made afterward. At that Ichimatsu, hugged you tighter as his own tears mixed with yours. "No no no no no! Kitten! I promise I wasn't thinking about that at all! I'm so sorry that I scared you! Please forgive me..." This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real places are used fictitiously. Other names, places, and events are products of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Text copyright 2017 by Skylar Promer. I do NOT own Ichimatsu or any of Osomatsu-san characters. I DO own this story, please do not reproduce anywhere or take credit for my writing. Thank you, please enjoy!!! :P

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Fandoms: おそ松さん | Osomatsu-san (Anime)

Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Matsuno Ichimatsu/Reader

Matsuno Ichimatsu & Reader

Reader

Matsuno Ichimatsu

Matsuno Osomatsu

Suicide Attempt

Murder-Suicide

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Animation

A couple years ago, I wrote an IchimatsuxReader story called "I Want to Die" about a reader that was suicidal, and Ichimatsu, who kept preventing the reader from taking their own life. This video is an animation meme set to that story, since I found the meme very fitting to it.

(In other news I'm so sorry I don't write a lot these days, I've been battling writer's block for a good year and a half almost huehushfu.)

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Interested in some of my other writing? Check out my Ichimatsu x reader short story on Wattpad!

Counting Stars ~ Ichimatsu X Reader - Lately, I’ve Been, I’ve Been Losing Sleep (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/nCLkLcZ9fB “Y-you promised!” Was all that you could get out before breaking down again. Ichimatsu’s eyes went wide, remembering the pain, and sadness that he had put you through as well as the promise he had made afterward. At that Ichimatsu, hugged you tighter as his own tears mixed with yours. “No no no no no! Kitten! I promise I wasn’t thinking about that at all! I’m so sorry that I scared you! Please forgive me…” This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real places are used fictitiously. Other names, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Text copyright 2017 by Skylar Promer. I do NOT own Ichimatsu or any of Osomatsu-san characters. I DO own this story, please do not reproduce anywhere or take credit for my writing. Thank you, please enjoy!!! :P