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k-femdove · 2 years

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Teach Me || Q.K

inspired by the one and only dematus and gentlyfillmyveins on ao3!

pairing :: sub!qian kun x dom!gn!reader

warnings :: omegaverse, boypussy omega kun, kun is a TA, alpha!reader (has a dick- can be read whatever gender), reader is a student, mr. lee is taeyong, tutoring, porn w/o plot, like it’s just porn, reader loves his scent, omega slick, like lots of it, and cum too, not explicitly stated but 100% consensual, hickeys, cunnilingus, fingering, edging, overstimulation, kun is a tsundere, reader has a massive cock, fucking on a table, kun squirts once, reader calls him princess, mindbreak, breeding kink, kun is a slutty lil pillow princess, knotting, passing out, reader takes photos of him passed out, slight somnophilia (reader makes kun taste cum while he’s asleep), fucking with glasses on, jesus Christ how did I fit all of this

word count :: 2.5k... i got a little carried away with the content

Synopsis :: You've always had a thing for pretty, smart, older men.

playlist link here! or listen to “Promiscuous” by Nelly Furtado

You were never the best student. You didn't mean to be so unfocused; it just turned out like that. Whether talking with your friend or scribbling on your paper until it bore you to death, your attention would be on everything but the lesson.

"Y/n, could you stay for a moment?" Your professor, Mr. Lee, called out after most of the class had left. He sat at his desk, his younger TA next to him. Both were young- maybe less than a decade older than you?

"What's up?" You asked, leaning onto the desk.

Despite asking, you already knew it was about your grades. Even though your performance was lacking, it wouldn't hurt to improve.

"As you may know, your recent assignments have been lackluster." He began, looking the papers over. "It may be a good idea to get a tutor. I've spoken to Mr. Qian about it, and I trust him enough to provide you with the help you need. What do you say?"

Mr. Qian? You glanced at the TA next to your professor. Hm. So that was his last name. You had never really spoken before, so you knew him as Kun. He was soft-spoken and very well-mannered, always speaking eloquently. The man was never in the same part of the room as you, so you didn't pay much attention to him.

You smiled, turning back to Mr. Lee. "When do we start?"

When you agreed to private sessions, this was not what you hoped would happen. It was Sunday morning, and the warmth of fall was still present.

Then Kun walked in. As you opened the door to let him in, a strong omega scent hit you like lightning. It reminded you of strawberry candy, the type you'd find in those tiny plastic wrappers. You know, the ones you'd find in a typical Asian store. There was a strange depth to it that was more than just candy. The sweetness was intoxicating, so easy to breathe in and savor.

You could feel your mouth water as you led him to your coffee table- god, had he always smelt this heavenly?

Not only that, but he suddenly appeared much more attractive. His silver-rimmed glasses lay perfectly on his face. You began to scan his clothes discreetly, eyes pleasantly surprised.

He noticed your gaze as he let out an awkward chuckle. His hand moved up to adjust the sleeve of his sweater. It was a light blue with white stripes at the collar, like a vest he usually wore over a collared shirt. You glanced at the sweater again. He wasn't wearing a shirt underneath it.

"I guess I am a little underdressed. It's warm today- I hope you don't mind?"

"Oh, of course not." You said, snapping out of your trance. "I don't mind at all."

You didn't mind an hour ago. Now you wished you said otherwise.

As Kun was halfway through a lengthy and detailed explanation, you were practically glaring at him. A sleeve of his sweater slipped off his shoulder, exposing his collarbone.

Dirty thoughts filled your head. Him without the sweater. Him moaning as you marked his gorgeous collarbones. Him bending over as he begged for your cock-

"Y/n, are you listening?" He said, waving a hand in front of your face.

Your head jolted back up to look at his concerned face, desperately trying to hide your spontaneous boner. Fuck, you just got a boner from your teacher. This day couldn't possibly get worse.

"Are you okay? You've zoned out this whole time." He said, genuinely worried.

"I-I'm sorry." You blurted out, eyes darting around the room. "I'm just distracted."

"Distracted?" He asked, eyebrows furrowed. "Distracted by what?"

"By- well- this." You explained, gesturing to his hole whole appearance.

"This?" Kun repeats, now mildly offended. Then he looks down at your raging hard-on and back at your flustered face. "Oh... Oh."

Another wave of his scent fills the air around you. You begin to lose control of your senses, leaning in closer. Your pupils dilate, and your eyes fill with lust as you breathe it in.

Kun begins to panic as the scent of your arousal continues to trigger his, his panties already dampening.

He had to admit you were attractive, catching himself staring a few times in class, but he had never expected it to go this far.

"T-This is so inappropriate." He stuttered out. "I'm supposed to be your teacher!"

"Inappropriate? My entire apartment smells like you! You're the one wearing that stupid sweater!" You exclaimed.

"You've never had a problem with my scent before!"

"That's because you've never looked this fucking sexy!"

Kun falters for a moment, eyes wide open. "Wait, looked? I thought it was just the scent!"

"No, it's just you! Stop seducing me!" You say, hands on his shoulders.

"And if I don't?" He replies quietly, testing the waters.

You pull him in closer, inches away from his face. Kun starts to leak as your pheromones affect him.

"I'll fuck you until you can't even walk."

He whimpers as you kiss him, hand palming your erection. A small string of saliva connects you as you pull away. You trail kisses down to his collarbone, where you suck harshly on the skin you've wanted to mark, eliciting a faint whine.

You shove his back onto the table and pull his jeans off, throwing them god knows where. You’re met with the sight of his gorgeous legs, smooth to the touch. As your eyes move up his thighs, you move a hand to rub him through his soaked panties.

“Stop teasing me….” He pleads, unconsciously pushing his lower half onto your hand.

You laugh at his eagerness and place a hand on his hips, preventing him from moving.

You hum lightly and inch the pretty panties off him, placing them on the side of the table.

His scent grows stronger as you spread his legs, exposing a pink, hairless, and virtually untouched pussy. Your mouth watered as copious amounts of slick began to drip on the floor.

“God, you're going to be the death of me...” you mutter, feasting on him with your eyes.

You eagerly lean in and begin kissing his thighs. Kun groans as you guide your mouth everywhere but his pussy.

As Kun begins to grow irritated, a gasp escapes his mouth as you lick a stripe on his pussy. The taste of his arousal spreads through your mouth.

If the scent of him drove you crazy, his taste was on another level. It had vanilla and strawberry undertones, sweet and sugar-like.

You dove back in, licking circles around his clit. Kun mewled as you moved your tongue down to his entrance, hungrily tasting the slick he let gush out. Your tongue easily entered him, plunging in and out.

“F-Fuck,” he said, moans growing louder. “I’m so close.”

Just as his thighs began to shake, you pulled away completely. Kun let out a loud whine, desperately trying to chase after his lost orgasm.

Once you were positive that the buildup was lost, you easily plunged a finger into his hole. Slick or not, it wouldn't hurt to prep him a bit more.

You took your free hand and slid it up his sweater, caressing his nipple. Kun’s breath hitched and his thighs instinctively squeezed together.

You forced them apart again, inserting a second finger and sucking harshly on his clit. He let out a surprised yelp that quickly turned into loud, needy moans.

Your fingers curled up as you thrust them deeper, eventually finding his G-spot. You pressed up against it, thrusting in and out.

Kun’s entire body shook as he neared orgasm yet again, only for you to halt your movements. He makes a pained noise as he attempts to fuck himself back onto your fingers, but the stimulation was lost.

You laughed at his reaction, already pushing a third finger into him. The slide was incredibly easy and your fingers jabbed against his G-spot once more.

He sobbed as arousal pooled in his stomach, nearing his high again. He panted heavily and moved to take his glasses off, but you grabbed his hand.

“Don’t.” You said, looking at his disheveled appearance, his glasses beginning to fog from the heat. “They make you look sexy.”

Kun whimpers as you continue to finger fuck him, so close to the edge- closer than you'd ever pushed him. He squeezes his eyes shut in the hope that you’ll let him cum, only seconds away from his orgasm.

A broken sob escapes his lips when you pull your fingers out completely, licking them clean.

“You- You're so mean...” He cries, eyes glossy and beautiful.

“Me? Mean? I don’t think you should be insulting a student, Mr. Qian.”

Kun winces as reality hits him. He bites his lip and looks at you, teary-eyed.

“I hate you, y/n.” He whimpers, averting his eyes away from you.

You smirk at him, eyes filled with lust. “You say you hate me, but your slick is getting all over the floor... Again. Tell me, sir. Do you want me to fuck you or not?”

He bites his lip before glancing at you. “Please...” He whimpers again, spreading his legs farther apart.

You smile, unzipping your pants and pulling your massive cock out of your underwear. Kun widens his eyes at the size. He’d never taken anything like that before.

Your cock throbs as you swipe a glob of precum with your finger and point it at Kun’s mouth.

The man catches on immediately and eagerly takes your digits into his mouth, moaning from the taste. Another wave of arousal gushes from his entrance, and you lick it up before your floor can become even wetter.

Kun moans as you push your cock in, already pushing against his G-spot.

“Halfway there, princess.” You say, grasping his hips and pushing him farther down.

Only half? He thinks, already feeling filled to the brim.

He screamed as you shoved yourself inside, stretching his insides as you buried yourself balls-deep inside of him. He couldn't believe how full he felt, how much pain mixed with pleasure.

It only takes a few small thrusts before Kun already feels like cumming, his denied orgasms making him a thousand times more sensitive.

You grunt as his velvety soft walls begin to clench around you, so you pull out completely.

He cries out at the feeling of being empty, grinding his hips into the air.

“Fuck, please!” He whines.

“Please what?”

“C-cum! Please let me cum!” He pleads, but you pound into him before he can even finish talking.

His stomach bulged as you thrust deeper inside him, reaching places no one else could. He gasped as he felt himself stretch further than he thought possible.

The sudden sensation caused him to squirm wildly, trying desperately to escape the pleasure. It only intensified the feeling as he struggled to cope with it. The pain and pleasure were almost unbearable, yet it felt so good.

Before Kun knew it, his orgasm hit him like a truck. The room filled with his pretty noises as he clenched around your cock, cumming all over it.

Panting heavily, he rode out his orgasm before realizing that you weren't stopping. The pleasure turned to the pain of overstimulation. His thighs shook as you thrust into him, pleasure slowly taking over his body.

“Ah, wait- what are you doing?” He moaned as you pounded into him ruthlessly as if you didn’t care about how he felt.

“You said you wanted to cum, right princess?” You said, hand massaging his clit.

Kun screams as he squirts all over your cock before coming a second time, having no time to recover as you continue to thrust into him.

He cried out as you fucked him hard, causing his body to shake uncontrollably. Every nerve ending seemed to fire at once, causing him to feel like he was going to pass out. And then, just when he thought he couldn't take anymore, yet another orgasm washes over him.

“You good, princess? We’re nowhere near done yet.”

He nods lazily as you coax orgasm after orgasm out of him. His eyes are glued shut at this point and his voice is hoarse from moaning like a slut. He feels so faded that he can't even remember how many times he’s come, the morning turned to the afternoon as you fucked the living shit out of him.

“Fuck me harder!” He begs, his insides practically memorizing the shape of your cock. “Ah- please! Breed me full of your pups! ♡! ♡♡!”

You take a moment to admire your work. The once-composed and eloquent TA was reduced to nothing but a babbling mess. His sweet scent was long gone and replaced with the smell of pure sex.

You considered his request. You knew he wouldn't get pregnant, so what harm would there be?

Kun cums one last time, clenching even harder around you. You feel your knot expanding, catching against his rim.

With one final thrust, you bury yourself in him. Cum shoots deep inside him in regular 5-minute intervals, filling him up until you can see a faint bulge in his stomach.

Kun is pretty much passed out, so you scroll mindlessly on your phone until your knot comes down.

When the time comes, you ready your camera and pull your cock out. Thick and slick gushes out into a small bowl (you had prepared for this beforehand) and you snap one too many photos.

Kun looks majestic. He's wearing nothing but his oversized sweater and his collarbone is exposed, covered in dark hickeys. His hair is ruffled in a post-sex mess, and glasses laying on the tip of his nose.

You take a few photos of his gaping hole, pink and clenching around nothing. You hum before scooping a generous amount of the cum-slick mixture with your fingers and feeding it to him as he lets out a small moan in his sleep. You clean him up a bit before getting dressed and cleaning up your apartment, which smelled an awful lot like strawberry candy (courtesy of a large amount of slick on your floor), and your citrusy scent.

Once done, you lay in bed next to Kun before falling asleep, holding his body close to yours.

By the time you woke up, the man was already gone.

True to your word, Kun showed up to school the next day stumbling and with a noticeable limp. He had done a good job cleaning himself though, and all remnants of sex were gone.

You giggled as Mr. Lee and numerous students approached him asking if he was okay, concern painted on their faces.

Right before the lesson began, you approached Mr. Lee as he spoke with Kun.

“I've been having trouble with this lesson, so could Mr. Qian sit with me? I've learned over our session that he's good at many things.”

Kun’s eyes widen and he nearly chokes on his spit, face growing red.

Thankfully for him, the professor doesn't seem to catch on, and now Kun is taking a seat in the back of the class with you.

The tension seems to ease as you stay silent for most of the class, but you turn to him halfway through and place a hand on his thigh.

You can already smell his scent releasing again before you lean in and whisper something into his ear.

“We’re still on for that session Wednesday, right princess?”

a/n :: decided to post this while you guys wait for first love pt.2... it’s not very good but it’s what we have for now (i literally wrote this at like 3am bc I was horny or something...) i’ve been dreaming of tutor!kun and we need more boypussy sub!idol fics !!

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the-moon-and-stars · 3 months

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you are amazing !! love your writing , could you maybe make a amane oneshot where he takes you stargazing and he then cuddles you? btw u are awsome stay hydrated and have a lovely day ! :)

A/N: Wow, it's been awhile since I've done one of these, and this is a really old request, but I miss writing and I miss you guys. <3 Took my time on this one, and I haven't written anything tbhk related in a good minute, so bare with me. Warnings: Nothing but pure fluff

Amane’s hand grabbed yours as he pulled you towards him, his eyes illuminating under the moonlit gaze peeking from the window as you both stood still by the stairwell, the shadows from the dark corner peeking behind his back seemed only to define his features more.

An amused laugh bubbled in your throat as your eyebrow raised, “Amane, you know it’s well after school hours, what are you doing?” Your eyes glanced down to your hand interlaced with his, you felt the gentle squeeze tatter against your skin, throughout your whole body, your eyes finding his again. “I can’t spend extra time with my girlfriend?”

You scoffed, Amane always tried to smooth talk his way out of things, especially when mischief was born from it. “We need to go home.”

Amane let out a sigh of defeat, for a moment you thought you’d convince him, but this is Amane we’re talking about. “We will, after this.” He proceeded to drag you up the steps, the abrupt movement making you almost trip, and you held onto the railing for stability. Your shouts of protest went to vain as he pushed the door open that led to the roof.

The soft breeze gently cupped your face as your eyes wandered to the scene in front of you. There was a blanket set down with constellations scattered across the dark blue fabric. His telescope was set next to the blanket, inviting you to peek through into a starlit fantasy that rested in the night sky.

You walked forward, your hand gently losing its grip from Amane’s as you moved closer to the blanket, you couldn’t help but smile. You knelt down, your knees hitting the cotton below as your hands ran through the fluffy sewn blanket.

“You did this.. For me?” You turned to the boy who was only standing a few inches away, a smile laid on his features, due to the moonlight you could even see the canthal lines at the corners of his eyes, he never looked happier. His eyes appeared to match the constellations that laid on the sheet you were kneeling on now. He walked closer to you as you scooted over to give room for him to sit with you.

Sitting beside you, you noticed how nervous he was, a faint blush stained his cheeks and his hands stilled on his knees, but you could see his thumb lightly tapping the fabric of the jeans.

“I did.” Amane’s head turned to face yours, his hand finding yours, a touch that was made so many times yet this felt more intimate. It burned into your skin as his hand clasped yours, guiding you closer to the telescope in front of you. The metal was cold against your skin as you brought your eye to the smaller hole of the telescope, allowing you to get a closer glimpse of the stars above.

Amane’s hands reached and turned the telescope to the right while you were looking through, his other hand rested on your shoulder. “You see that?”

You hummed in response, looking at the star that seemed to shine brighter than the rest, like a mini sun, and coincidentally, that’s exactly what it was. “They call that one Sirius, it’s actually one of the brightest stars up there, and the closest to Earth.”

A small smile was placed on your lips as you listened to him explaining the star to you. You could hear the passion in his voice as he said these facts so easily, like they were engraved in his memory, saying them was as easy as breathing, not one stutter. The star shone, and you monovered your hands so you were able to zoom in on the bright light, noticing just how similar yet so different it was to the others that surrounded it. “It’s beautiful…”

You heard small movements behind you, the blanket becoming a bit disarray from the shuffling. You felt hands placed on your hips as Amane slowly pulled you away from the telescope. “Hey, I wasn’t done-”

Your sentence was cut short when you felt his head rest itself on your shoulder, his hair tickling your skin, making you more self aware of the feeling of his body pressed against yours. His hands and arms wrapped around your lower stomach as he pressed you further into him. Your arms popped with goosebumps and an uncontrollable smile fought its way on your face.

“I wanted to show you this, to show you how beautiful the stars are,” Amane mumbled, the feeling of his lips lightly pressing against your skin as he spoke brought heat up from your neck to your cheeks. “And how it’s not enough to ever take my eyes off you.”

Your smile broadened as your hand moved down and rested on top of his, the padding of your thumb gently caressing his knuckles. You looked up at the night sky, your lashes fluttering and your gaze dazed with pure bliss. “Nothing could ever pull my eyes from you either.”

Amane held you tighter in response, indulging himself in your smell, how sweet it was and your touch, the softness of your skin that brought an eerie calm to him. How your voice sounded and the small breaths you took in a serene moment such as this one.

He had you in his hands, he was able to reach you and admire you up close the way he wanted to, unlike the moon that’ll always be a beauty from afar. The difference between you and the stars in Amane’s eyes was that you were simply ineffable, the sky couldn’t come close.

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boa-h · 1 year

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【Shabana Gyutaro】 January Snow

*i don’t think they had guns back then but let’s just pretend they do

“I still firmly believe— that you’re out there somewhere in this world, waiting for me, as young as you were, as loving as you were.”

Perhaps not many people would believe this, the fact that Shabana Gyutaro has also experienced love in his teenage years of life. A monster like him, a freak, how could he have possibly fallen in love? It’s ridiculous no matter how he thinks of it.

It was the first snow of the year when he met you. The color white dyed the entire town and the snow produced a satisfying crunching sound whenever he stepped on it with his bare feet, snowflakes fell from the sky and he had almost mistaken it for rain. Sudden footsteps appeared behind him and he spun around, sickle pointing at whoever dared to approach him, only to find a girl a head shorter standing there, panting, with a pink fur coat in her hands. He guessed that it was yours.

“Uhm...” You started, “I saw you walking by just now, I noticed that you didn’t have a coat, so please, take this.” You handed your coat to him, “You must be cold.”

Ignoring his dry skin that cracked and turned red due to the weather, and his fingers and legs that slowly turned stiff, “Don’t need it.” He scowled. Are you trying to pity him? You wealthy little girl who has multiple coats, each a different color.

Maybe you’ve never talked to anyone as ugly as him before, or maybe you’re just cold as well, your hands shook and tears swirled in your pretty eyes, “N-no, I insist, I can’t bear walking back home still with the coat I was supposed to give you. Take it, if it makes you feel better then return it when winter ends, you will not owe me anything.” You shoved the coat into his hands and ran as fast as you could back into your yard, tripped by the thick snow multiple times.

Gyutaro watched as you hurried back home, he looked back at the coat in his hands and he wanted to tear it apart and throw it on the ground and stomp it until it was nothing but pieces of dirty and useless cloth. But gosh, it’s so warm, to the point where he doesn’t even want to let go.

The second time he saw you, you were just passing by the street with your maid when he dragged one of his victims out of the brothel he was in. Gyutaro flung the man onto the hard earth and pointed his weapon at the victim’s throat. Murmurs were heard throughout the street yet they only made Gyutaro’s smile bigger.

“Now, pay up.” He taunted.

When the gold coins clinked in Gyutaro’s hands and when the man hurriedly scrambled away, he turned around, meeting your eyes. One of your hands covered your mouth and the other clung onto your maid’s sleeves, his surprised expression turned into a frown, and then his lips curved upwards again as he walked to you. Your maid tried to block him but one simple shove from him made her lose balance. You took a step back and he giggled. See, even you’re afraid of him, just like everyone else.

“Got something to say to me? Miss.” He was dangerously close to the point you can feel the heat radiating from his slim body. You looked everywhere but his eyes trying to think of something, would he be mad if you just simply shook your head?

Maggot, dimwit, idiot, good-for-nothing, useless, disgrace, freak, monster. He imagined everything you could call him, hitting him with dirt and rocks on the floor, tripping over your own feet, and then begging for mercy when he decides to kill you.

…

Too long.

You were taking too long.

“Come on, come on! Say something, man, you’re taking too damn long!” He raised his voice, scratching his neck in frustration.

“Um!” Startled, you blurted out the first thing in your mind, “You’re not wearing the coat I gave you, please wear it, it’s still very cold outside!” Immediately lowering your head, embarrassed of what just came out of your mouth. Gyutaro stared at you, wide-eyed, mouth agape.

“Don’t give me that crap…” He muttered.

“Eh–?”

“I said don’t give me that crap!!” He shouted, raising his sickle, accidentally slicing across your cheek, blood oozed out of the small yet deep cut instantly, “You say those things like you actually care! I hate people like you, I bet you think you’re the nicest person in this whole world, huh?! I bet it’s nice to have a nice house with maids to look after you, niiiice for you, mannn, niiice for youu… a person like you doesn't have to bring warmth to someone like me, and I don’t need your pity either. Go kill yourself.” His words were like fangs coated with venom, tears flowed down your cheeks and mixed in with the crimson blood that has yet to be stopped. Your hands pressed onto your wound, it hurts. It hurts.

Gyutaro stared at the direction you ran off to, all he could hear was your muffled sobbing and it made him want to tear his ears off. He hates the way you cry, it makes him frustrated and when he’s frustrated he can’t stop scratching himself, until his skin gets stuck under his dirty fingernails, until the tip of his fingers are dyed red.

And then he never saw you again until spring came. Gyutaro always walks back to that place he called home and then pass by your house, and everytime he tries to look through the windows he sees nothing. Not you, not your maids, not your parents, no one. When winter ended, he stood on your front porch, holding your poorly washed pink furry coat in his hands that were red and numb from being in the cold water stream for too long. His hand was raised, ready to knock on the door any second, yet he paused, hesitating like a teenage boy who had just fallen in love. He stayed in his position for at least 15 minutes, his forearm cold like a corpse as his blood struggled to flow in his raised arm. Until the door opened.

You stood there as beautiful as you were a few months ago, the cut he accidentally gave you remained as a scar on your skin. You looked up at him, surprised by his presence, yet remained quiet, waiting patiently for him to say something.

“I… I came back to give back your coat.” He said, dryly, handing over your coat.

“... Thank you for returning it.” You bowed your head as thanks.

Gyutaro watched as your delicate hands reached for the coat that looks like it’s been used everyday for years, and then suddenly he no longer wants to give back your coat. Someone like you touching something that has been used by him seems terrifying, like a drop of ink in a glass of milk. It was a sin— a sin greater than anything else.

He clung onto the coat until he realized that he was clutching onto it, hesitantly, he released his grip. He watched as you passed the coat to your maid, who then took it inside the house.

Gyutaro awkwardly stood in front of you, staring at your peaceful smiling face in silence. Awkwardness took over the air, for him at least.

“Come in and have some tea.” You broke the silence, offering a cup of tea in gratitude for him giving back the coat.

Gyutaro froze in place. Go inside and have tea? What kind of sick joke… You can’t have someone like him dirting your floors, especially after giving you that nasty cut, or what he thought was a nasty cut, on a pretty face like yours. “No- no, I’m good, man. My sister’s waiting for me to go back home. Maybe some other day.” He says.

“Okay.” You said, smiling calmly as always, and Gyutaro’s hand rose up to his nape, scratching it in a kind of frustration he can’t even find.

And there he unintentionally created another chance to see you again. Until the long summer days finally came to an end, and winter passed halfway.

“Hey, Gyutaro-kun! Let’s go to the New Years Festival today! Bring Ume-chan with you, please?” You called his name like you always did, asking him to accompany you wherever you go.

“Sure.” He grumbled, different from when you first knew him, different from denial and rejection.

Colorful fireworks exploded into the night sky, creating a beautiful contrast. It was truly the happiest moment of your life, welcoming the new year with good friends, not worrying about a thing in this world, about your parents who never come back home.

But happiness doesn't last. A sound that sounded like fireworks came from the crowd, a person dropped down onto the floor, a crimson red pooled beneath him, and the people around him screamed.

“Someone’s dead!”

“Help!”

“Who did that!?What’s happening!?”

And then everything else was a blur. People were running in all directions as more gunshots went off, and fires started to spread from all the knocked over food stalls. More and more people ended up dead on the floor, and people stepped over anything and everything to escape.

“We have to go!” Gyutaro called your name while holding onto Ume. As he finally got a grasp on your wrist, someone collapsed onto the hem of your kimono.

No way… Why now!?

You panicked and tried to yank out your kimono but your feet already took their steps. Tripping over, someone stepped directly onto your back, knocking the air out of you, before the wooden support post of a nearby food stall collapsed right on top of your lower body. You cried in pain.

“Hurry! Get up!” Gyutaro screamed, yanking you with his hands before trying to lift up the support post.

“I… I can’t…!” Tears pooled in your eyes, “Don’t worry about me, just go. Go back with Ume. I’ll be okay, someone will come soon, to help, I’ll be fine.” You shoved on his hand, “Come back later when you get Ume home, I’ll be fine.”

Gyutaro opened his mouth as if to protest, but watching all the chaos going on, and your pleading eyes. “Okay, wait for me, I’ll be back soon.” Slowly, he let go of your hand, and that was the last time he ever touched your warm hands.

You muffled your sobs with your kimono sleeves as you watched him disappear into the chaos with Ume.

No, don’t leave. It hurts. Don’t leave me alone. Help me. Don’t leave me.

White snow started falling from the sky and the fires died down. Tears dried on your face and your vision started to blur. The snow fell on your body like a white blanket as if the sky was mourning for you.

When Gyutaro returned, all he could find was your already cold and stiff body, his hands shook with fear as they reached for yours. Your empty eyes that were still opened stared into his, cut and bruises littered over your body yet you were still as beautiful as always. His hand gently covered your eyes and brought your eyelids down.

“Didn’t you say you were going to be alright?”

Gyutaro gritted his teeth and his eyes were bloodshot with anger and sadness. His sickle that he brought with him cut down the wooden support post, and he carried your body out and slowly brought you back home. He watched helplessly as your maids cried over your body, and suddenly he wanted to cry too.

He wasn’t there at your funeral. He was scared, afraid. Afraid of those hollow eyes that stared into his, as if your death was all on him, as if you were blaming him for everything that happened.

“She wouldn’t do that.” Ume immediately opposed his thoughts. “She’s the nicest person I’ve ever met! If she didn’t die, she would’ve married you. If you think she hates you, then you’re just speaking ill of her.” Tears pooled in her eyes as she cried to defend you with everything she’s got.

Gyutaro looked down at the tattered and molded tatami he’s sitting on. “I wish I married her.” He simply stated.

Even after becoming a demon and losing all his memories, he always knew that there were once someone in this world who loved him. Even when his head got cut off, he still firmly believes, that you’re still out there somewhere in this world, waiting for him, as young as you were, as loving as you were.

And the next time he opened his eyes, you were right there.

#demon slayer #kimestu no yaiba #demon slayer fanfic #shabana gyutaro #gyutaro #gyutaro x reader #gyutaro x y/n #gyutaro x you #gyutaro fanfic #demon slayer oneshots #gyu-kun!#boa-h

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sherwees · 7 months

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which one do y'all want out first because I'm mixed up tbh for the whole corny p🌽ots thing and idk what to work on first.

P.S!!!!! KUN AND JENO'S FICS ARE ALREADY LIKE 50% WRITTEN.. but I think kun's is closer to finished. I have the yangyang fic all planned out but I just don't have the time and confidence to write it..

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winwintea · 6 months

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Blame it on my Disney Wish! WayV Series (hiatus)

PAIRING ▸ wayv x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ romance, fluff, crack, angst, acquaintances to lovers, disney park au, college au

WARNINGS ▸ profanity, sexual jokes, alcohol consumption, chenle gets bullied a lot, kun also gets bullied a lot, everyone gets bullied a lot,

SUMMARY ▸ kun takes the boys to disney world, funded by his sugar daddy chenle. however none of them were prepared for you to tag along, more or less even be affected by that cliche disney magic. but hey, maybe dreams really do come true?

TAG LIST ▸ at the bottom (send me an ask here if you’d like to be added! + those tagged will be in the tag list of all chapters of this series!)

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ welcome to my first ever fic? this is a “choose your own route” kind of series, so no need to read in order! i’ll be updating one chapter at a time, finishing off all chapter 1’s before i move onto the chapter 2’s. this originally started off as a crack fic idea that turned into a romance. thank u for taking the time to indulge in my silly fic. i’m very into disney parks so this was very fun to write. PLEASE ALSO READ THE PROLOGUE BEFORE READING THE CHAPTERS!

PROLOGUE

▸CHOOSE YOUR SUITOR

▸ QIAN KUN

01. lover’s quarrel

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ TEN

01. walking is for losers

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ DONG SI CHENG

01. never beating the ‘fainting princess’ allegations

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ WONG KUN HANG

01. please stop lore dumping

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ XIAO DE JUN

01. 2 idiots 1 braincell

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

▸ LIU YANG YANG

01. google search: wikihow to look cool in front of a girl with pictures

02. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

03. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

04. [CHAPTER NOT FOUND?]

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mchlgayser · 2 years

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𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐘 ft manjiro mikey sano

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: It was your daughter's sports day at her kindergarten, and your husband participated.

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff / ✮

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠:none

𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: I miss writing for him! It's been a while I don't know if it's good but I hope it is. It consists fluff, fluff and fluff!!

(( my navigations ))

This Saturday morning was not as peaceful as the others. You had to wake up and six sharp to prepare a box of sandwiches for your daughter to bring to her school. You got to readies her uniform and her father's. Today was your daughter, Megami's first sports day. It was chaotic the night before because the reckless poor girl dared to forget her big day, as she said, and forgot to tell you that it's a must for the pupil's parents to bring food or snacks along.

It was past seven-ten when you woke up both of your beloved ones, Megami was a light sleeper so it was not hard to wake her up but it was the opposite for her father.

You wake him up multiple times for him to snooze back halfway.

'Manjiro, hurry up your daughter will be late for her school!' He rubs his eyes and got out, legs groggy and buckled. You give him a towel along with a toothbrush, readied with its paste 'Go! I give you ten minutes!' Then, you went back to your daughter's room to see she had just got out of the bathroom 'Where're my clothes, mama?' You get her uniform from her walk-in closet and handed it to her 'You want me to blow your hair for you?' She smiles, eyes twinkling with luminaries.

You put on her p.e uniform tucking the shirt under her tracks, and then you make her sit on her bed whilst you dry her air and comb it using her 'magic' brush.

'How do you want to style your hair today, princess?' She turns her head at you 'I want a tight one, the one that is high like a unicorn's ponytail!' You smile, feather-light kiss her temple, and did as she instructed.

You notice from the corner of your eyes, your husband leaning against the doorframe with his hand crisscrossed 'Are you ready for the big day?!' He said lifting Megami and twirling her around, she happily giggle and nods her head at her dad's question.

Manjiro was wearing a slack with a white button-up polo 'Let's go, you should hurry up too, babe.' He kisses your cheek and left downstairs with Megami still in his arm.

You went to your room and did a short half bath before you change into a pair of shorts and a short sleeve crop top printed 'rays of sunshine'.

'Mama, hurry up!' You went downstairs and straight to the kitchen to grab a large-size tumbler and stuff it inside your bag.

'Come on, let's go!' The maids had just finished wrapping up the box of sandwiches inside the car before bowing down, you thanked her and get inside to see Megami already in her seat with her backpack in her arms.

'You comfortable?' She nods, and you buckle the belt after Manjiro did the same.

The ride to her school was peaceful, Megami sit at the back with her legs bouncing as she looks outside the mirror, humming Spongebob's opening tune.

'We're here!' She cheers feeling excited 'Easy there, honey.' Manjiro assured her and went to buckle her belt for her. You three got out, Manjiro with Megami holding his hand and the other one holding her bag whilst you had both hands holding onto the sandwich container.

The school was lively, with pupils running around the front garden 'Hello Megami!' A sweet voice called out, and it was a woman in her mid-30s, with dirty brown hair and a similar uniform as Megami's 'Hello teacher!' Both you and your husband bow your head in gratitude as she did the same 'Hello Mr. and Mrs. Sano, From here on, I'll take care of Megami to get her ready for her sports application, you two can head to the counter over there and wrote your name for attendance's purpose, and please let me get the box for you. I'll sort it out at the food section.' You thanked her. Megami wave over at you and Manjiro as she skips away with her teacher.

'Hello! Can you please sign here, and here... I assume you know about the parent's sport application as well?' You and your husband shared a look. Your mind has already imagine a scenario of Megami and her mocking smile.

'Yes.' You heard your husband confess, 'I know about it. Which is why I wore the perfect outfit for it.' The receptionist looks at him up and down with a nervous laugh 'You will run track in that...Sir...?' He looks confident as ever, nodding his head.

The receptionist nods once more before you two leave for the school's backfield. The arena was full of students warming up, and parents recording them. You look around for Megami seeing her at the front row stretching with her teacher and her friends.

The girl was not doing it suitably, she was laughing with her friends. You smile at the sight 'Megami!' She turns to you, expressions brightening 'Mama! Dad!' Manjiro and you smile back at her before moving to the benchers as the emcee announced the first activities.

It was halfway through, you and your husband had been cheering nonstop for your daughter. She was running past everyone with a bright smile on her face, her eyes barely open as she giggle and past the winning's line.

You yell and clap your hand so hard it's becoming red.

'Next activity, we'll bring along the fathers for the three-legged race!' You started cheering again eyes following your husband as she was near your daughter and get the robe. Manjiro's hand was all over her head attaching it to his midriff, and her arms clutched onto his shirt.

'Ready? Get set. Go!' They began running as they murmured 'one, two' to keep balancing 'You can do it!' You clap your hand and watch them with pure adoration. His scrunching competitive face, his desire to win for his daughter, and the similar bright eye smile once they made it to the finishing line.

Although they didn't end up winning first place, you are still happy that they're happy with their hard achievements 'You did wonderful, pretty girl!' You went to high-five her and offered your husband one reassuring hug 'Let's go get the medal!' She jumps up and down running back to her teacher to get her class the medal they've earned.

You silently cheer when she lifted the medal at you and clap once more.

'You are sweating a lot.' You said bringing out a handkerchief and wiping the sweat off your husband's forehead for him, he held your hand to stop you 'It's fine, I can do it.' He lifts your chin to kiss the corner of your mouth and wipes off the sweat all over his face 'Mama! Dad!' You two crouch down on the ground to give Megami one long and warm hug 'Another medal to hang on your room, yeah?' She giddily agreed and skip away with both of her hands holding yours and Manjiro's hands.

'I want an ice cream!' She ushered you 'I don't think they've got an ice cream here, right now.' She pouts, bottom lip jutting out 'Then can we get an ice cream later?' She asks for a confirmation. Manjiro pets her head 'Yes but for now, you're going to spend some time with your buddies alright?' She hums and jog to where her friends is. You smile watching her play along with her friends.

'Our beautiful baby girl is all grown up.' You muttered, eyes never leaving hers. Manjiro wraps an arm around you giving you a soothing squeeze on your core 'Yes, all grown up but still our same sweet little girl.' You turn to him and smile.

'Mama! Dad! Come!' She takes you both to the food section and handed you plates 'Let's eat! I'm hungry!'

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solaris-amethyst · 2 months

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🪻Baked with love🪻

✨Pairing: non idol!Kun x gn!reader ✨Prompt: You and Kun are baking bread and pastries early in the morning for the shop you own together ✨Word Count: 0.5k ✨Genre: Drabble, fluff, slight romance, married au, ☀️Authors Note: Just something short and sweet with Kun again, he just really fits with these really short and sweet scenarios imo🥰

It was early morning, the sun had barely gone up when you and Kun got to the pastry shop the two of you owned together. The shop was painted in the very soft orange glow from the morning sun as you both put on your apron tying it to your backs.

Soft gentle music where coming out from the little radio you had bought as you took out the dough you had made the evening before to start shape it into little buns while Kun started working on the dough for some croissants and other pastries.

"What do you want for breakfast today dear? A croissant with whipped cream and strawberries or perhaps a filling of some sort?"

Kun's question makes you look up from the buns you're working on, studying his beautiful face in the morning light. He looked especially soft today in your eyes causing you to lean forward and give him a light kiss before answering him.

"You know you don't have to bake me a fresh pastry for breakfast every day love." You said with a small smile as Kuns face wore a bigger smile after you had given him a kiss.

"You know I like doing this for you. It makes me happy to be able to give you something freshly baked with love every morning. It makes me filled with so much joy seeing you enjoy the start of the day with something delicious." He confessed whilst taking some of the flour on his fingers and painting a little heart on your cheek with a little chuckle.

You stared at him for a while, Kun was working slowly on the croissant he was insistent on making for you. Every day since the day you got together, even before you were married, before you had opened the bakery together, he had taken it upon himself to each morning bake you a freshly made pastry and bread.

He had stated after you had questioned why he did it every single day without failure and if it wouldn't get annoying eventually that when you love someone small acts of kindness like this could never be annoying or tiring. Simply seeing your eyes light up and the way you enjoyed what he had made for you made his heart blossom with even more love than he thought was possible.

You had once mentioned how you felt bad that you never did some big grand gesture like this for him which he had only chuckled and taken your hand whilst saying:

"I am not doing this every day with the expectation that you should do something back. I am simply doing it because I want to love."

The morning simply continued on like it always did. The two of you working in tandem, just enjoying each other's company as the music took over the store.

Before opening the store you and Kun sat comfortably enjoying the breakfast Kun had baked with love and passion for the both of you.

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isyloveslife · 1 year

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If i had a nickel for every peice of media about a boy whose a ghost and has a girlfriend and a comedic relief friend, i'd have 2 nickels which isnt a lot but weird it happened twide

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thebeautyoffanfics · 2 years

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hi!! may I request teru with a s/o who one day, after staying a little late to finish some student council work gets attacked by an apparition but is saved by him?

teru minamoto x gn!reader

a/n : hello !! i’m so so sorry for the wait ahh ,, thank you for requesting , and i hope that this turns out alright !! i apologize in advance if it’s short !!!

writing teru always ends up more enjoyable than i realize ,,, /pos

warnings : reader is chased by a supernatural ? they also get slightly injured , but it’s nothing graphic !!

word count : 760

“Thank you for your help, (Y/N),” Teru spoke, smiling at you, as he took the stack of papers you offered him. “Really, I think that’s all the work left for you… everything else is just things I need to finish up, so you’re free to head home before it gets too much later. I’d walk you, but I don’t want you to be out too late…”

“Alright! It’s not a problem, Teru. I’ll see you later, love!” You responded, letting Teru place a quick kiss to your forehead, then making your way out of the room.

You wandered down the hallway, in no particular rush to get home. The sun had made its way across the sky, only far enough for the orange and purple hues to be seen through the hallway windows. “There’s still plenty of daylight,” You noted aloud, “I should have helped Teru a bit more, huh… well, he probably wouldn’t let me either way-”

You cut off your sentence, footsteps stumbling slightly as an overwhelming sense of danger attacked your entire body, wracking you with goosebumps and making your mouth feel uncomfortably dry. Heart rate beginning to increase, you glanced around, trying to pinpoint exactly why you suddenly felt so unsafe.

Standing at the end of the hallway was an unfamiliar, and very much inhuman, silhouette. Your knees felt weak, as you froze in fear. Before you could realize it, the apparition raced your way, and your stomach sank as you put your fearful body into action, darting as quickly as you could down the hallway.

You didn’t quite realize what you were doing, nor what you were saying, simply desperate to get help. Screaming for help- then for Teru- then for help again, as you suddenly realized that, in your panic, you had practically cornered yourself. The apparition grabbed your arm harshly as you ran, nails digging into your skin as you yanked your arm away, feeling as if you were going to vomit as the end of the hallway approached.

As you turned, no where left to run, you were greeted by lightning so bright that it made your eyes ache a bit-- causing you to squint, and finally stumble a bit to the ground. Your arm throbbed, as the apparition became far more interested in Teru.

“Disgusting. Malicious supernaturals like you, honestly-” He paused, slashing the creature once more, causing it to fizzle and fade out in a way you couldn’t quite describe, “they make me sick.”

He was quick to resheath his weapon, his disgust towards the supernatural melting into concern and a bit of guilt as he stepped over to you, kneeling down to be more level with you as you sat on the floor.

“(Y/N), darling, I’m so, so sorry,” He apologized, lifting your scratched arm slightly. Blood dripped down your arm, though the wound wasn’t too terribly deep, Teru’s face was still etched with guilt.

“No, Teru- why are you apologizing? It’s not your fault, really,” You responded, moving your free hand to ruffle his hair lightly. Teru sighed a bit, offering a slight smile as he stood up, then helped you stand.

“Actually, you saved me back there,” You added, as he began leading you down the hallway and towards the nurse’s office.

“Yes, but… well, I should have walked you out, at least. It’s… I feel the need to protect you, (Y/N). Force of habit, maybe…?”

You smiled a bit, despite feeling bad that he felt the safety of those around him was his responsibility. “Then, thank you. For looking after me. Like I said, you saved me back there- you protected me, so there’s no need to stress about it.”

Teru nodded, letting you know that he acknowledged what you were saying as he pushed the door to the nurse’s office open. You took a seat on the bed, watching Teru grab disinfectants and bandages, then allowing him to treat the scratches on your arm.

“You’re pretty when you’re focused,” You noted, admiring his slightly furrowed brows as he cleaned the wounds. Dare you say you felt his hand stutter a bit, before continuing to gently wipe the scratches on your arm. It hurt, a fair amount if you were being quite honest (the sting of alcohol on a scratch was never pleasant) but you found comfort in Teru’s presence.

“Aren’t I pretty all the time?” He teased, glancing up at you with a smile tugging on his lips.

“Absolutely,” You grinned, your free hand once again reaching up to ruffle his hair.

#anon #tbhk #jshk #toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shounen hanako kun #teru minamoto #oneshot #tbhk x reader #jshk x reader #toilet bound hanako kun x reader #jibaku shounen hanako kun x reader #teru minamoto x reader #teru minamoto x gn!reader

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svefs · 2 years

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Fuck you boss

TW!: FLUFF GALORE, this is cheesy asff, mention of drugs and cursing, best head pats in the world, domestic fluff, morning losers, it's 3am and I have physical education first thing in the morning

Summary:As the sun rises in Netherworld, you get up to get ready for work only to get a clingy lover on his day-off wanting you to stay with him.

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Good morning Netherlands!~ I got a feeling that it's gonna be a wonderful day. But fr though, it was a great way to start your morning.

As your alarm which you nicknamed 'Bobby Minaj' cause of its stupid, annoying ass screeching, went off and the sun leaking through the curtains. You couldn't stand it anymore, it's basically impossible to sleep like this, like bffr who could.

The only thing keeping you from breaking the stupid alarm is the cat cuddling you. Opera took a paid leave for a few days just to spend time with you. Plot twist, you still gotta go to work cause your bitch-ass boss doesn't want you on leave. As your husband snuggles closer into you, you squealed inside your mind. If I can't handle the cuteness overload you can't either so deal with it.

"Y/N...?"Opera said in a soft yet groggy voice. So you hummed in reply.

"Do you have the leave already?"they asked basically pouting with their ears pointing downwards. Their tail wrapping around your leg as if he's going to cry if you leave them. I'm gonna die of cuteness overload. God have mercy on you, cause you feel like you were on drugs. Wait no you're on cloud nine.

At this point you were already holding back your squeal the best you can. Opera seemed to notice this and took the opportunity to start teasing you. Fuck.

"Can you please stay just a bit longer," they said basically forcing their ears downwards at this point. Too bad for them you were used to this cute attack, and their wagging tail have him away.

"Sorry my sweet kitty but no <3"you said smugly as you got up from the bed to get ready for the morning. No way you were gonna get scolded by your boss and have your pay halved, nope money comes first. You definitely cringed at that nickname. You never wanted to say shit like that again or you'd rather die of overdose but their shocked face made in worth the wasted dignity.

"But-"

"Not today, I'm not having my salary halved again, sorry!"

Time skip ( omg my first time skip )

Work was more stressful than usual today. You genuinely thought of quitting but you preserve. You have no idea how much patience I have. As you opened the door, you saw your cute husband preparing dinner for you in a pink girly apron. I'm gonna laugh. Initially was your first thought.

You were just to tired to laugh right now, so you just sat on the sofa and sighed exhaustingly cause Opera to look at you in concern.

"Darling?,"they asked making your heart flutter as they mad their way to the couch and sat right next to you.

"Sorry Opera, work was just really stressful and I almost wanted to quit"

"You can always quit if you wanted to," they said calmly making you look at them appalled, shocked, speechless, in disbelief and many other reactions which you couldn't process.

"What, you gotta be joking"

"I'm serious right now"

"I can't just make you be a breadwinner and do all the work while I just sit there and do nothing!"

"If it's for you, I will do anything," was the last sentence they said before leaving to set up to the dinner table.

"You know I love you right Opera?"

"Not as much as I love you"

You definitely will spoil them with cuddles tonight.

#mairuma #m!ik x reader #m!ik opera #x reader #opera x reader #Fluff #oneshot #welcome to demon school iruma kun

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faerishv · 2 years

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hi, hello! Could I request a (romantic) Teru with a supernatural reader? Reader is a girl and has eaten the same thing that Nene did when turned into a fish (I don't know some specific English terms, sorry!).

But! Reader is in disguise as a student and is actually very smart and gentle with everyone.

Thanks if you'll do it 🥲💕 you already do sm work and I appreciate it!

!! : reader in this is a girl , but please see it as a boy or non binary person too if you'd like !! This turned out different from what i expected tbh , maybe i made Teru a little bit ooc -

" you aren't as bad as i thought ... "

You were originally one of the fishes that served the Mermaid , when she gave you the task to wander around as a human to look for other students to turn into other fishes , that's when you met Teru Minamoto ; he wasn't really known where you lived but still , everyone knew he was an exorcist you needed to avoid if you wanted to survive. You still weren't accustomed to the daily life of humans , so it was a matter of time before the exorcist noticed you. You tried everything to get as many people as possible so that you could bring them to the Mermaid , but as days , weeks passed , you came to the conclusion that human life isn't all that bad.

Classes were over and your last friend left you to head back home , it was your turn today to clean the room ; you've always been a curious fish - or human , so experimenting new things has never been tiring for you , though its been long since you've last been a fish , and to tell the truth , the marine world was a bit missing. As you were cleaning the black board you hear some voices coming from the back of the class , you laid down the cloth and went to check , and to your surprise , a few fishes that served the Mermaid with you had come to visit you

"you guys ! What are you doing here ? " you said while crouching down " we could ask you the same thing [ name ] !! Its been weeks since our adored Mermaid sent you to bring some humans down with us and i see you cleaning a classroom !? " your smile dropped as your companion continued to scold you , when suddendly a strong light came towards you , barely giving you time to dodge it. Your eyes opened wide as you saw the exorcist Teru Minamoto to the other side of the class

" i knew there was something off about you , you follow the Mermaid so i don't think you'll last long against me , just surrender already please " his expression was terrifying , it seemed like he wanted to get rid of you without even listening to what you had to say " w- wait ! Please listen to me before exorcise me , im not a bad supernatural !! " as you said those words Teru had a flashback of his little brother saying the same thing , maybe it was that the motive he stopped to hear your complaints " well then speak now , before i regret my decision " you mentally cheared " as you said im not a dangerous supernatural , i don't have a weapon with me and i never hurted everybody , i just follow instructions that other people give me ! When days passed by and i got to know more of the human life i was enchanted by it ; i just wanna live a normal life !! " he started laughing while looking down " supernaturals ... living a normal life ? That's kind of funny if you think about it , delusional even ... you should know better than everyone that ghosts , sovrannatural creatures can't have a normal life " you looked down , trying not to despair yourself in front of the exorcist " though " he continued while putting his weapon down " i will give you a second chance " your eyes wandered to his own , looking at him in surprise " but remember , s misstep and i'll exorcise you instantly " and with that , he got out of the class..

the next weeks you always felt his eyes on you , everywhere you went he always followed you in some ways , it was scary and irritating ; everytime you tried to talk with a friend of yours he always had to take you away

" [ name ] .. are you and Minamoto senpai .... a couple ? " a friend asked you " WHAT !? No we aren't , why would you think that !? " " well you guys are always seen together and when someone tries to talk to you he always takes you away … is he maybe jealous ~ ? " your cheeks were on fire , you knew Teru was good looking and being around him was something special for everyone in the school , but it wasn’t like that between you two … " i swear we aren’t together , im just … helping him with something , yeah ! " you of course lied " if you say so … "

you and Teru were walking in the halls together " why are you still with me , classes are over and there’s no one now , im not gonna do anything " you said still thinking about what your friend last said to you " you mind that much ? Do you hate me that much [ name ] ? " you looked at him dumb folded ' you were the one trying to exocise me … ' you thought for yourself " about me following you .. i came to the conclusion that you don’t seem a bad supernatural , so im not going to exorcise you .. for now " " I HEARD THAT " ; so from that day on Teru stopped following you everywhere and left you alone for some time , though you had to admit you were feeling kinda lonely without him watching over you , you ' missed ' him , maybe you did have some feelings for him , an exorcist and a supernatural .. how ironic. " If you really miss him go and tell him ! " you confessed your emotions to your friend , and now she / he was giving you every advice they had in mind " if you wait too long for him to come back to you someone might beat you and be with him before you do and you ain’t risking that are you ? "

So here you are now , in front of the door of the students council room , re - thinking about your life decisions , what if he would just laugh at you or telling you to leave him alone before he would exorcise you ..? Before you could turn your back and leaving the door opened revealing the blonde exorcist " oh [ name ] what are you doing here ? " your hands started to sweat and you couldn’t look at him in the eyes " o- oh i uhm .. uhm i just wanted to say i - … " " wait , before you speak i have something to say .. " he let you in the room with him and closed the door ' thank god ' you felt more relieved letting him speak first " i guess you probably still see me as dangerous overall everything that happened , but i do really mean it when i say that i don’t see you as a danger to the students anymore , if you’re willing to be next to me , not as a treat but as a partner , i would be the happiest guy in the school " he admitted looking at you with eyes filled with .. adoration.

You don’t remember what exactly happened after that , maybe because you felt too overwhelmed by the new emotions you felt , what you do know is that now you and Teru still pass the time together , but not as an exorcist and a supernatural , but as a couple , and you feel like you wouldn’t trade this with anything in the world

The end is kinda lame but i feel so tired so that’s all , hope you liked it !!

#anime #toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shoujo hanako kun #tbhk x reader #tbhk headcanons #jshk x reader #teru minamoto #teru minamoto x reader #teru oneshot #teru headcanons #x reader #reader insert

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evereinefaust · 5 months

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"Do you think she'll like it?" a particular ginger asked his companion, his eyebrows knitted together to show his anxiety and doubt.

His close friend glanced over at the item he was implying, the top of the lunch box was removed to display the variety of food inside. Raibaru took a second to peer at Osano's conflicted expression before her honey-gold eyes landed back at the box. It was [f/c] in color with a [fav/flower] on the lid, one section of the lunch was filled with white rice, a single dried plum perched in the middle of it. The other half section was filled with two slices of fried salmon, five cherry tomatoes, some chicken karaage, and lastly, tamagoyaki. Beside the opened lunch box was another bento, this one a deep red. The female could only assume this was Osano's lunch.

Returning to his earlier question, the blonde flashed him a reassuring smile. "Don't worry too much, Osano-kun. I'm sure [Surname]-senpai will like it. She liked yesterday's lunch, right?"

"That's only because she didn't prepare lunch yesterday," Osano rebutted with a sigh. His gaze never left the lunch boxes on his desk. "And besides, I did tell her that it was made by my mom."

Raibaru frowned at his negativism. "Don't say that; I'm sure she truly enjoyed your cooking."

Osano remained silent as he contemplated her words. She did indeed enjoy the food, but that still didn't settle much for the male. With a sigh, the second-year high schooler proceeded to wrap [Name]'s lunch box in a [f/c] cloth before putting away the two items on his desk. The martial artist refrained from speaking after her last comment and instead returned to her seat, a slight frown etched on her face as she did so.

There is only a small gap of free time before classes start. After the pair finished their stroll around the campus and checked out each club, they returned to their designated classroom for the time being. It was only them and a few bunches that were idly waiting for the school bell to chime. Drowning out the noise coming from his classmates, the ginger turned his attention toward the scenery outside his window with his cheeks pressed flat against his palm.

〝Will she like it? What would she say if she knew I made this and not Mom? Would... she still think of it as the same?〞

"Hey, mom. Can I ask you a favor?" Osano asked as he entered the kitchen where he saw his mother still preparing dinner. He dropped a plastic bag containing the items his mother asked him to buy outside on the kitchen counter.

"What is it, dear? And thanks for bringing me these," the woman replied, sending her son a small smile before resuming her work.

The ginger merely shrugged. Leaning on the counter aisle, he continued. "I want to cook lunch for school starting tomorrow."

Hearing his request, the adult abruptly paused and turned around to face her son. Her expression contained bewilderment at his words. The woman was always the one to cook and prepare meals for her son ever since middle school, also, she would mother the girl next door and bring her lunch as well. She knew that Osano had taken a strong liking to cook, but never once did the thought cross her mind that he would cook for himself as well.

Osano's opal orbs stared at his mother's, his determination and seriousness for this matter evident in those pools of his. He waited patiently at the adult's response, his heart racing in his chest as silence befell upon them. In a moment, the woman exhaled and simpered at the teenager, her expression soft.

"Let me guess: you want to prepare lunch for [Nickname] from now on, do you?" she prodded, returning her attention to her unfinished task.

The male flared up at the mention of the girl. His cheeks blazed with crimson as beads of sweat started to cascade down from his forehead. His heart skipped a beat and his body warmed up. He tried so badly to hide the reasoning behind his sudden request, yet in the end, it was futile. The baffled look his mother showed earlier was expected, but when she didn't question why, he thought he could get off the hook this time. Oh, how naive that boy can be.

"I'll be taking that as a yes then," Mrs. Najimi tittered at the boy's silence. Even though she couldn't see his reaction, she knew that he was flustered at the moment.

"Wha?! No!" Osano roared defensively, his eyebrows knitted together in agitation. However, it seemed that his denial fell on deaf ears.

"Whatever you say, Osano. It still doesn't change the fact that you'll be doing it for [Nickname]. Good luck then!" She winked at the furious boy, making his blush grow even deeper.

The male left the kitchen in deep thought. Burrowing his hands inside his pockets, Osano made his way upstairs to his room. The prior excursion to return home was draining his body of the remaining energy he had left, and just the thought of arguing with his mom would surely tire his mind even more. He knew that it was a likely possibility that his mother would eventually learn about his intentions, after all, she is his mother. But no matter how many times the ginger hides his true intentions and even argues with the adult because of it, he knows that she'll always support him.

That's one of the pushes he needs to pursue her. He uttered something under his breath... repeating the words that person told him a long time before.

Students filed out of their respective rooms and into the crowded hallway. Their countless chatters mixed with the echoing bell chimes were the only sound that filled the school building. An exasperated sigh left a certain [h/c]ette's lips as she fixed her textbooks and neatly put them away under her desk. She waited for her classmates to exit the room for a few more minutes, watching as they disappeared into the sea of people. As the number of students diminished, [Name] got up from her seat and trotted towards the back door.

Lips pursed into a thin line, the third-year female took large steps down the halls toward the nearest staircase. Just yesterday night, her childhood friend had texted her not to prepare lunch from now on. Of course, the upperclassman was puzzled by his sudden demand and questioned his reasons. But when she tried to press the boy about it, his only reply was 'Because mom said so'.

〝Osano's been a bit assertive recently. Did something happen during the vacation that made him like this?〞

The female frowned at the thought, her eyebrows crinkling as her [e/c] pools lingered with unsettlement. As she reached the staircase, she saw a familiar mop of ginger hair followed by a blonde walking up towards her. She abruptly halted in her tracks and waited for the pair to arrive at the third story of the building. Her gaze immediately fell on the two bento boxes in Osano's left hand, the other shoved inside his pants pocket.

"Hey, Osano, Fumetsu-san," [Name] greeted, a friendly smile on her face as she gave a small wave.

"Good afternoon, [Surname]-senpai," the blonde greeted back, bowing a bit.

The orange-haired male glanced down at the shorter stature of his upperclassman, an intense look on his handsome face. He bit his lower lips anxiously, his heart racing inside his chest and his face started to heat up. It also didn't help that he was wearing his favorite scarf around his neck. Osano never knew that such a simple act would be so difficult to execute.

〝Dammit! Why is it difficult to just ask senpai to have lunch together?!〞

"Osano?" A gentle voice broke the male out of his stupor.

The mentioned boy blinked twice and instantly, his coral-colored eyes landed on his best friend's confused expression. He tugged his scarf upwards to hide his incoming blush and thrust the [fav/color] bento box toward her, averting his gaze as he did so. "H-here's your lunch!"

"Ah..." The female sweat-dropped at his unexpected move and blankly stared at the item before her. In a second, a small smile was etched on her face as she gladly took the lunch from the ginger. "Thanks, Osano."

Beneath the scarf was a satisfied smile that the second-year had on his lips. "Let's go to the rooftop again. It's quiet there."

Hearing his words, however, made the smile on her lips contort into a slight frown. Her brows were knitted together with regret. "Sorry, I can't have lunch with you, Osano. I need to finish something in my club as soon as lunch starts so I'll be eating with my members. Thanks again for lunch. I guess I'll be seeing you later. Bye!"

After she said that, she took a small dip of her head and took off running right past the two down the staircase. Osano could only let his gaze follow her figure as she scurried away from them, his coral pools containing slight hurt at her earlier gesture. Even the blonde beside him, who was quiet during the whole exchange, was puzzled at the occurrence. They both stood at their position by the stairs, the ginger seemingly lost in thought while Raibaru had a concerned expression while observing her classmate.

"Osano-kun?" she called, placing a hand on his arm to gain his attention. "Don't worry too much about it. [Surname]-senpai must be busy. Let's go have lunch in the garden."

"Yeah..." was Osano's forced reply.

Reluctantly, he followed right behind Raibaru as they descended the stairs to have lunch together in the garden. Heavy atmosphere clouds over the pair as they ambled through the corridors to reach their desired destination, no words were exchanged as if to welcome the unpleasant silence.

But no matter how much the blonde martial artist wanted to break the depressing air around her and ease the sullen male, she had no courage to do so. All she could do was glance back at her classmate with worry flittering in her golden hues, a visible frown decorating her pink lips.

〝Why does my heart twinge in pain after she said that? It's quite... upsetting...〞

Heaving a small puff of air, Osano lifted his scarf to further cover his face from unwanted gazes. He pocketed his hand after, a pair of orange orbs lifelessly staring at the tiled floorboards of the school building. He trailed after Raibaru, albeit lagging and lifeless with each step he took.

〝Maybe I can't comfort him as much as I wanted to. After all, I was never like her.〞

Raibaru side-glanced at her companion, an indescribable expression written all over his face. It's been like this for the last minute or so, the boy staring mindlessly at his barely touched lunch. She had rarely seen Osano upset before, and it was quite disheartening to witness him like this; the Osano she was used to was rather effusive at times like these.

Cliche as it may be, nevertheless, it doesn't break the fact that the blonde martial artist had a crush on the ginger male. Yet despite those feelings she held for him, she restrained all of those in the pits of her heart, fully aware that the friend she had was deeply attached to a certain person — [Surname] [Name]. Raibaru was not stupid to not notice Osano's behavior around the upperclassman and by just that, she already knew about the male's feelings for her, although he wasn't fully aware of his tendencies. That's why she tried to lock her emotions away and help him in whatever way she could.

〝It will be almost a year since that day... I just wonder how will things turn out in the future.〞

Staring skyward at the fluffy clouds hovering through the cerulean sky, she allowed herself to delve into the memory lane of their predestined encounter at the hedge maze.

A certain blonde first-year roamed the grounds of the famous Akademi High. Ever since the student was still young, she admired the school for its grandiose reputation decades back. However, news spread that something horrible had happened a few years before that initiated the decline of its name. Even with this major setback, it didn't stop Raibaru from admiring the school — no, it only fueled her desire to attend even more. With her family consisting of martial artists for generations, the girl believed that she could bring change to the school and its students.

It's already been a week since the young female had started, and despite the much fewer students and almost dull school life, it didn't stop her from marveling at the building and its surrounding facilities. Cherry blossom petals floated around her as she made her way to the outskirts of the main building. With each brisk step, her honey-colored eyes stared at the beautiful trees lining up the pathway.

In a while, she had arrived at the hedge maze on the east side of the premises. Staring at the entrance of the imposing foliage, Raibaru decided to venture inside. The first year mindlessly journeyed through the maze, often encountering dead ends that forced her to turn back and try a different route. Her mind was filled with countless subjects, some of her worries and concerns as she entered high school.

It wasn't that long before her ears picked up several voices a few meters from her, breaking her out of her thoughts.

"S-senpai, please stop doing that. I-it's improper."

"Hm~? What's improper? You don't get to say what's improper or not. I'm your upperclassman, after all. You're supposed to stay quiet and listen to me like the obedient dog you are. Isn't that right, girls?"

Laughter and giggles echoed after the arrogant female voice. Curious and slightly alarmed by potential bullying, Raibaru walked further into the maze. Upon spotting a corner, she tiptoed to reduce noise and peered around the corner, only to have her eyes narrowed at the sight.

Five females surrounded a student, presumably male because of the voice she heard earlier. The known attributes that these girls shared are their blonde hair with dyed streaks, tan complexion, and shorter skirts. Raibaru crinkled her eyebrows in disgust. The male student was backed against the tall hedge, the one that she presumed to be the group's leader had her hand on the boy's torso, her body too close for his liking.

"Hey, how about we ditch school and have fun instead~? I reeeaaally love to play with your body~" she cooed, caressing his torso with her hand while the other slowly made its way up to his thighs. Her face was filled with lust as she stared at his orange pools with her half-lidded eyes.

The male flushed in embarrassment at being harassed in front of other people, while the said group was snickering amongst themselves, their phones out to capture the scene. Sweat covered his entire face, and quivering lips were pursed into a thin line. He watched as the face of his assailant came near inch by inch, and by instinct, he shut his eyes close.

But before anything could happen to him, the hands that touched his body were forcibly removed. Several gasps entered his hearing along with a soft thud. Warily opening his eyelids, his gaze immediately landed on an unforeseen confrontation — a shorter blonde girl was gripping the upperclassman's wrist. The four other girls backed away from the two, one of them dropped her phone on the ground while the remaining three were visibly shocked with their hands on their mouths. His tangerine orbs caught a glimpse of his savior's fierce glare which was directed at the other blonde. Unconsciously, he let out a relieved sigh, his tensed body relaxing.

"W-wha? What the hell are you doing?! Let me go, bitch!" The blonde upperclassman screamed, struggling against the shorter female to escape from her grasp, only to prove futile when she felt immense pain in her wrist. She flinched, and a bead of sweat rolled down from her forehead. "B-bitch!"

"Senpai," the word that slipped out of her lips was coated with venom. The addressed female felt a shiver run down her spine from Raibaru's tone of voice, a frightened expression present on her face. "Care to explain why are you harassing another student? A male at that?"

Blue eyes clashed with honey-gold ones. The leader, despite the situation she was in, refused to back down. She gnashed her teeth in annoyance, eyebrows creasing in rage. "Bitch! Who are you to question me?! Don't you know who I am?! I am the daughter of Rokuda Loans, Rokuda Mutsumi! If my father heard of this, I will assure you, you and your whole family will burn in hell!"

"Oh?" Raibaru raised a brow, her eyes narrowing and voice dripping with indifference. "How will you, a lowly, filthy princess of a loan shark, make my family, Fumetsu, burn in hell? Don't you know that even your father can't bear to insult our family? What backings do you and your father have other than money?"

Mutsumi widened her eyes at her claim, her lips started to quiver from the deadly aura surrounding Raibaru. Sweat started to gather on her forehead, her heart thumping hard against her chest in utter fear. The staredown lasted for another minute before the blonde bully clicked her tongue and pulled her hand back, which the shorter girl voluntarily released.

Dusting her clothes, she gathered her group and they left, but not before glaring at the pair. Once Raibaru ensured that the coast was clear, she faced the male. It was by this time that she was able to observe his appearance — short ginger hair, coral-colored eyes, and pale skin. His black uniform jacket was left unbuttoned and underneath was a salmon-pink polka-dotted shirt.

"Hey, I hope you're alright. Don't worry, they won't bother you anymore," she smiled gently at him. "I'm Fumetsu Raibaru, by the way. You?"

"I'm Najimi Osano. It's nice to meet you, Fumetsu-san," Osano introduced himself with a bow. "Also, thank you for saving me earlier."

"It's no problem. I can't let this kind of behavior go unnoticed, after all. It's against my values to just let someone bully others," she stated. "What year are you, Najimi-kun?"

"Oh, I'm a first-year."

"Really?" Raibaru's honey-gold eyes widened at his words, her hues glistening in delight. "What fortune; I'm in the same year! Then I believe you're in class 1, right? Because I'm in class 2."

Osano gingerly nodded at her question, a small smile etched on his face. The pair engaged in a conversation while getting out of the maze. The blonde martial artist never thought that she would end up saving one of her batchmates, nor did they end up being close. Nevertheless, she was extremely happy to have met Najimi Osano — the one that she can relate to and soon bears strong admiration for.

"Hey, Raibaru?"

The mentioned female snapped out of her daydream at his call, her attention aimed at her companion. "What is it, Osano-kun? Are you finished with your lunch?"

"Yeah... somewhat," he replied while putting the lid on his lunch before he wrapped it. "I just wanted to take a walk in the meantime — to clear my head a bit."

"Do you want me to accompany you?" she immediately asked, watching as the male stood up.

Osano shook his head. "No. I wanted to tell you that there's no need for that. I... wanted to be alone for a while."

"But... What if Rokuda and her gang decide to bother you again? I can't just let them bully you," Raibaru reasoned, a frown evident on her face.

"It's fine, Raibaru. I'll be fine," he reassured, flashing the blonde a smile. "Well, I'll go ahead first."

Raibaru watched as her orange-haired classmate left the outdoor eating area, leaving her alone in the empty place. In a few minutes, the figure of the male disappeared around the corner and out of sight. Releasing a heavy sigh, her honey-colored pools soon landed on the tangerine lunch box sitting quietly on the table. She pursed her lips, fixed her half-eaten lunch, and took the other lunch box with her as she also left.

〝I might as well return to the classroom and wait for him there.〞

Osano idly stood at the maze entrance, both of his hands tucked in his pockets as he stared straight at the tall foliage. His lips pursed into a thin line and his brows crinkled together as if he was contemplating something. He lingered there for a while longer, his body stilled like an unmovable statue... that is until a figure wanders right into him.

"Huh? I didn't expect someone to be here."

Startled by the voice, Osano whisked his head toward the source of the sound. There, a few meters away from him was a boy around his age; he had short, black hair and piercing dark eyes. Something about those pools of his gave the ginger an unpleasant feeling — those abyssal cold eyes. His expression was one of surprise, albeit fabricated. The male never felt this so uneasy around someone other than Rokuda Mutsumi and her band of gossiping leeches.

Osano's gaze hardened as he stared at the newcomer, his eyes narrowing. He remained silent as he watched the male take a few steps toward him. Stopping just a foot away from the ginger, the ravenette sported a friendly smile as he addressed the other student.

"Are you, by chance, Najimi-kun?" he airily asked.

"Who are you?" the ginger interjected, his tone as harsh as ever.

"Ah! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to appear rude," the male immediately apologized, bowing. "I'm Aishi Ayato. I believe we're classmates. I'm pretty sure you sit in the same row as me."

As he mentioned this, Osano recalled the person who sat in the middle column at the back of the class, just right next to Raibaru. He remembered that someone was seated at that desk, but he didn't remember their name or face — their presence was unknown to the residents of the class.

"Now that you mention it, I do recall that a quiet person is sitting next to my friend," he stated as he eyed the ravenette up and down.

"Yep! That's me!" Ayato chirped, grinning from ear to ear with his eyes closed.

"I'm sorry that I was a bit rude earlier," Osano apologized, bowing sincerely.

"No, no. Not at all! I did approach you first and immediately asked your identity," the other reasoned, waving his hands in front dismissively.

After he said that, the orange-haired male dipped his head. "Let me introduce myself properly then. Nice to meet you, I'm Najimi Osano."

"The pleasure's all mine," Ayato said. "By the way, what are you doing here? It looks like you were staring into the distance."

"Nothing. I just... needed to do something here," Osano replied, averting his gaze away from his classmate and focusing back on the maze entrance.

"Is there something wrong?" the ravenette followed his gaze as he asked.

"Well, you see, yesterday morning, I and my friend decided to take a walk before the ceremony started. We went here immediately and just explored the maze. Unfortunately, I lost my phone charm here and didn't notice that it was gone until I returned home. I was hesitating whether or not to enter."

"Why are you hesitating? You just need to retrieve it right? Although I must say, it's quite tedious to search every corner of the maze. It might take an hour or so just looking for a small item. Also, it is a maze, so getting lost inside will be inevitable. No wonder you were hesitating."

"Yeah... that's about it."

"Want me to look for it for you then?" the male declared, his tone abnormally serious. The light in his eyes disappeared in a flash while staring at the ginger's back.

"Huh? Are you sure?" Osano looked baffled at the other one's suggestion, orange pools widening an inch at his words. He glanced back at the peculiar male to see his reaction. "Lunchtime's ending soon. It's fine; I'll just look for it later or tomorrow morning."

As soon as the male's attention was on him, a bright smile was plastered on his previously blank slate of a face. "Don't worry about it!"

"But..." Eyebrows creased together in thought, and the scarf-wearing male sweat-dropped.

Ayato strode towards his classmate and halted in front of the ginger, obviously invading the other male's personal space. The two made eye contact, but as soon as they did, Osano felt a sudden chill down his spine at the ravenette's imposing aura. He tried to take a step backward but wasn't able to move his foot. With a racing heart, the male swallowed a lump in his throat.

"Please, I insist," Ayato pressed, his smile widening further.

"O-okay, then..."

And just like that, Ayato entered the hedge maze without any words escaping his mouth. Osano could only let out the breath he'd been unconsciously holding in, sighing in relief as his body relaxed. Wiping away the sweat from his face, the male then pondered about what the hell just happened to him. He just wanted to take a nice walk without anyone disturbing him to clear his thoughts but instead, he encountered a rather peculiar guy who happened to be his classmate.

〝He's creepy... I think it's better if I stay away from him from now on. But...〞

"Is this the charm you're looking for?" Ayato asked upon returning from the innards of the maze, a familiar phone charm hanging in between his fingers.

"Huh? You've...found it?" upon hearing his voice, Osano glanced up to see Ayato beside him. Disbelief was seen on his face.

〝It's only been 10 minutes and he already found it?〞

Pushing his body away from the hedge wall he was leaning against, Osano took the item from Ayato's hand and examined it. Indeed, it was his lost charm from yesterday. A relieved sigh escaped his mouth at the sight of his treasured item. He immediately fished out his phone from his pocket and strapped the cat charm on it, ensuring that it wouldn't fall off again.

"Yep! It was lying on the ground in the middle of the maze. Honestly, it was straining my eyes while I was searching for it," the ravenette commented, massaging his nape.

Osano bowed in gratitude, the earlier impression he had on Ayato beginning to fade away. "Thanks a lot, Aishi-kun. And sorry for making you do this."

"No, it's fine. I did insist, after all," the boy, once again, dismissed.

"Yeah," was all Osano could say in reply, his voice soft.

Ayato's sharp gaze caught the ginger's expression — it was full of adoration for the recently found item as if it held sentimental value. The ravenette couldn't comprehend why would he act this way, unless... The thought whizzed past his mind for a second before it disappeared, however, that left an awful taste for the male. Osano's slim fingers gently grazed the outline of his belongings, his thumb brushing past a bump on the surface, unknown of what it was.

"In exchange..." Ayato spoke up, breaking the peaceful silence. He successfully gained the ginger's attention and continued. "May I become your friend?"

"Huh?" Osano blinked in confusion.

"Well, you see, I had no friends when I started high school here. I was lonely during my first year since I had no one to talk to. And then my second year came and saw you and the blonde girl and I was thinking, 'They seemed friendly and they're my seatmates. Why not try to talk to them?'. I was fortunate enough to even meet you here, Najimi-kun. I hope you consider being my friend," he explained, a slight frown resting on his lips.

"Well..."

Noticing the hesitation and skepticism in the male's voice, the black-tressed student sighed out loud, a sullen expression present on his face. "Though it's fine if you decline. I just thought you needed a best buddy. You seem to only have a female friend and no male friends. It'll be quite the bummer if you don't have any friends of your gender."

Tugging on his polka-dotted scarf, the boy considered the request. It's true that Ayato was acting creepy and weird and that he was freaked out by him at first impression, but...maybe that's just how he was. Maybe he just wanted to have friends to get along with despite his nature. Somehow, Osano felt guilty for rejecting him especially when he offered to help him retrieve his lost phone charm. As he observed the male, he could subconsciously see part of himself in the ravenette — a pitiful, lonely child.

It took the male a minute to finally give in to Ayato's persuasion, albeit reluctant. "Well, I guess it won't be that bad."

"Is that a yes then?" Ayato questioned expectantly.

"Yeah."

"Thanks a lot for accepting me as your friend, Najimi-kun! I hope we get along more from now on!" elated by his answer, Ayato bowed a full 90 degrees.

"Yeah, you too, Aishi-kun," as if influenced by the other student's happiness, Osano mustered up a small smile.

〝Maybe I misjudged him... maybe it's not that bad to actually have Aishi-kun as my only male friend.〞

Unbeknownst to the ginger, Ayato sported a sinister smile hidden away from the male's gaze. Both corners of his lips were stretched further across his face, accentuating his wicked smirk and twisted personality. A tinge of scarlet adorned his otherwise abyssal hues, the brightness glowing underneath the shadows.

〝Ah~ Najimi-kun, Najimi-kun~ The fun has yet to get started~ I hope you prepare yourself soon~〞

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