#sanami shinazugawa x reader

[chiharuhashibira]

Hi new friend *giggle excitedly* do you make request? Can I request Sanemi x Reader Cloud by 1D 😊😊☺️

Of course~ We can do it ^^

It's for Nemi and for yah soooooo why not?! 😚

Here's my KNY rendition of 1D's Clouds 🤭

Prepare your tissues and your eyes XD

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒅𝒔

𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐗 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Content Warnings: None ^^

Genre: Drama/Angst/Romance

(Image isn't mine, credits to the rightful owner)

You were engrossed in thought as you saw the sky above you from the engawa. The cloud's predominant white colour triggers a memory of a white-haired guy from your past whom you haven't seen in over a year.

It's been a whole year since you last communicated. A year after ending the on-and-off relationship with the Wind Hashira. Since Sanemi was the centre of your life, you can't help but feel anxious and wonder whether there will ever be another chance to see him again.

It appears that arguments were a normal occurrence throughout your previous relationship. But this breakup is different from your past cool-offs with him. It's you who said that things don't work, and you should both work things out for yourselves if you ever want to go back with each other.

Back then, you always told him that you should keep things simple, as love isn't supposed to be complicated. But perhaps he's right? Love is never simple, and if it were, you wouldn't be sitting here alone, caressing the empty space beside you as tears streamed down your face.

"I swear you'll wish you never left me."

And yes, Sanemi is absolutely correct; at this point, you are wishing that you had never actually parted ways with him since you have no idea what to do. It is as if, all of a sudden, you are a young child who is looking for something. Slaying demons at night has become your go-to method for putting an end to these intrusive thoughts; you feel that if you don't, you'll die from solitude.

You always thought that you both had everything figured out. But no, it was all a fantasy, as both of you view love in a different way.

And now that a year has passed, you are surviving without Sanemi but definitely feeling like a wreck.

You remembered how his hands felt whenever he touched you. Beneath that harsh attitude, Sanemi always had that sweet side, which is only focused on loving you. You can still picture how he used to sit next to you at this same engawa and tell you everything. And you love it. You miss it so bad.

You missed how you used to breathe the same air as him and how his lilac eyes looked at you with too much passion. You wished to see the things that he had seen in you. You wanted Sanemi to be back, but how?

It was you who ended things, and now he is gone.

And by the last time that you had uttered goodbye, you had seen how his heart was broken into pieces. You can't forget both of your deafening sobs as you hugged him for the last time. The tears in his eyes—if you could only stop those, you would.

"Damn it. I miss you, Sanemi."

"I miss you too."

Your heartbeats went faster this time as you heard a familiar voice. You immediately looked up, and instead of the clouds, it was Sanemi that you had seen. You gulped and immediately stood up, embracing him, which astounded him.

You felt his hands snake on your body, and there, you found the courage to look at his face through your tears. Sanemi caressed your cheek, wiping your tears away with his calloused thumb. You can remember how he used to do this even before your breakup.

The look in Sanemi's eyes when he was looking at you right now was one of intense concentration. He is not smiling. As a consequence of this, the seconds seemed like an hour, and the minutes seemed like days. You were patient and waited for him to speak.

Then, without any words, Sanemi leaned in to give you a passionate but quick kiss on the lip. You felt as if it was the first time. Suddenly, the world felt calmer. Your breaths synced with one another as you slowly kissed back, letting your tears escape your eyes again.

This isn't a dream; it's true. Sanemi's here with you now. His warmth continued to embrace you as he pulled out and patted your head.

"Y/N, I missed you so much. I still love you. I tried to forget you, but I couldn't, so I decided to make peace with myself and be better for you. I know you were tired of me before, but could you give me a second chance to prove myself to you again?"

So he came back! You can't believe the words that you are hearing right now. A part of you is scared to try again because of your past. But a bigger part of you wants to try it all. You want to be with Sanemi so bad. You want to continue your promises.

Without further ado, you nodded and embraced him tightly, resting your head on the crook of his neck and inhaling his scent.

Sanemi was so stunned that he couldn't believe what he was hearing at the moment that he reached for your hands, then smacked himself in the face with both of them. "Are you joking around? I cannot express how much this made me happy." He then gave you another kiss, claiming you as his own, and whispered that to you.

You caressed his face and looked into his eyes; there, you could see your reflection once again. You can breathe the air that he breathes. You love this man so much. He caressed your face too and rested his forehead against yours.

"I'll do my best to make you the happiest girl in the world. Here we go again, and this time, we're never coming back down."

𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉!

I know it is short but, I hope you'll love this @unofficialmuilover~

Love yah and see you on my other fics!

~𝓒𝓱𝓲𝓱𝓪𝓻𝓾-𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓷🌸

[unofficialsapphire]

Masterlist

SHINAZUGAWA SANEMI

Song Shot

1. If I Could Fly

2. Once In A Lifetime

[justauthoring]

head over heels.

requested -> can i request sanemi taking care of reader? Like them being back from a mission after not seeing them for a bit? :) by -> anonymous

a/n -> eeeeeeeee i love this man <3

pairing -> sanemi shinazugawa x f!reader

you pause in your step the second you hear a familiar creak echo across the manor.

that could only mean one thing—

"y/n?" sanemi's gruff voice rings out in the silence, his footsteps growing closer as he makes his way to the entrance. "is that you?"

cringing, you press your hand harder against the side of your stomach. maybe, if you were convincing enough, he wouldn't even notice the blood.

sanemi comes around the corner a second later, his feet padding against the hardwood as he meets your eyes. the neutral expression on his face brightens, just a little, and momentarily you're warmed at the sight of him so happy to see you, but then, you see his eyes trail lower.

oh no—

"are you bleeding?"

okay, so, clearly it had been foolish to think that sanemi somehow wouldn't notice the profusely bleeding wound on your stomach. it was worth the hope, at least.

he's in front of you in a flash, face morphing into one a deep concern as he kneels, taking your hand away by the wrist and eyeing the wound itself. you cringe when you see the look in his eyes.

"i'm fine," you promise swiftly, voice somewhat breathless. honestly, you weren't fine—at least, not completely. your body ached from how hard you pushed yourself and even if you were desperately trying not to make it so obvious, the wound really did hurt. not to mention, you were exhausted and your brain felt numb as you desperately tried to get it to work properly.

setting a hand on sanemi's head and enjoying the feeling of his hair in your fingers, you smile down at him. "the demon ended up being harder than i thought it'd be, that's all," you explain, shaking your head. "he managed to get me with his claw and—oh!"

your words are cut off by a sharp squeal of surprise when you suddenly find yourslef being lifted in the air.

"s-sanemi!"

"shh," he cuts in, voice a little sharper than he intended but it does the job. your lips seal shut, seeing the slight tremble of his lips that he tries to hide. sanemi is gentle, making sure his grip isn't too hard and that he isn't pressing into your wound as he leads you through his estate, stopping when he reaches his bedroom.

he slowly sets you down on the cot and as he straightens out, you stare up at him with parted lips.

"take off your clothes," he explains, moving to make his way back out. "i'll clean the wound for you."

flushing faintly, you nod, watching his back disappear around the corner for a moment before complying with his order. you take your hoari with ease, but your slayer corps uniform takes a bit longer; shaky, exhausted fingers work to unbotton the damn thing, but every shift brings a deep ache to your wound.

you don't even notice sanemi make his way back until his hands are on yours once again.

eyes widening, you turn to him, seeing the bowl of water and clothe he'd brought, befoe focusing back on him.

"sanami—"

he just shakes his head, fingers pushing yours away as he easily unbottons the top of your uniform. your flush deepends when it's suddenly not just being topless in front of sanemi, but him being the one to take off your clothes. and, to be fair, it wasn't like he hadn't before but this...

felt a little more intimate, oddly enough.

he helps you pull your arms through the sleeves, gentle in the way that sanemi only ever really is with you. he folds your shirt and places it beside him, before grabbing the clothe and dipping it in the water before rinsing the excess and pressing it against your side. you expect it to be cold, but the water is the perfect warmth and your body visably eases at the sensation.

"why didn't you go to the butterfly estate?" sanemi asks after a moment more of silence, glancing up at you through his lashes.

"i..." and you hesitate, feeling incredibly vulnerable in that moment as your stomach flutters with butterflies and you squirm lightly in the spot until sanemi presses his fingers into your hip and you halt. sighing, you let your hands fall in your lap. "i wanted to see you," you confess.

sanemi raises a brow; "by tracking blood through my entrance?"

you pout; "sorry."

shaking his head, sanemi pulls the clothe away, falling silent for a moment as he leans closer to get a proper look at your wound. "i don't think you need stitches," he explains, "but we should probably get you checked out by shinobu in case."

your eyes widen; "no!"

"y/n—"

"i'm fine," you breathe, taking his hand in your own two and squeezing. "i promise you. i... i just want to be with you. i was gone for so long."

at that, sanemi hesitates. he eyes you for a moment more, looking like the argument is still on the tip of his tongue, but then it fades, second by second, as he takes in your pleading look and feels your hands around his own.

"fine," he concedes, "but you'll be resting. no straining yourself."

biting your lip, you hesitate; "you sure you'll be able to keep your hands to yourself?" you tease lightly, letting a small smile curl onto your lips.

sanemi liked to act tough, and you guessed, he was—with anyone else. he'd bend over backwards for anything you asked him to do, even if he denied otherwise or tried to argue. in the end, you always got what you wanted simply because sanemi was head-over-heels for you.

but you falter when you see a bright, proud smirk curl onto sanemi's lips. it's not what you're expecting at all, especially when he lets the clothe fall back into the bowl before shoving it away and putting all his focus on you.

he leans forward, hands falling on either side of you as you lean back, bare back falling against the cot as sanemi hovers over you.

"who said anything about me?" he grins ear to ear, a mischevious, somewhat devious twinkle in his eyes. "i told you to rest, but that doesn't mean i can't still... touch you."

you swallow thickly as his right hand trails across your stomach, the touch light and feathery and butterfly-inducing.

"besides," he adds after a moment of tense silence. "i still have to punish you for not taking better care of yourself."

your eyes widen; "but—!"

"uh-huh," he cuts you off when a light pinch to your hip. "didn't i tell you? shh."

and your stomach twists, heart racing, but still, you listen.

because really, you were head-over-heels for sanemi too.

[minkmousesworld]

Hi!, can I request a omega sanemi x alpha male reader|smut| plot: sanemi’s heat started and he is in desperate need of reader| stay safe and drink water - 🐝

hello, bee mouse♡ thank you very much for your request! you also remember to drink water and keep yourself safe, okay?♡

⌞ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ⌝

𝔲𝔫𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔰𝔢: omegaverse au

𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: heat / rut, soft reader & rough sanemi

⚠ penetration (reader giving), knotting, unprotected sex, fingering, mention of tummy bulge (deep penetration), bondage, mention of brat taming.

𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤(𝔰): ω! Sanemi Shinazugawa x α! Reader [amab]

writer's note: originally it was supposed to be headcanons, but then it became a mix of scenario and headcanons.

The whole room smelled of the scent of omega in heat.

Sanemi, lying on a nest of your clothes, was surprisingly docile, allowing you to use the ropes. However, from his unfocused gaze and bright blush, you knew that his passivity was caused by your scent.

You felt almost the same. The smell of omega was dizzying, but you tried not to show it in front of Sanemi.

"You're driving me crazy", he said irritably when you noticed his unusual obedience, trying to distract yourself.

You leaned forward, kissing Sanemi, while He held you tightly to him, not allowing you to move even an inch, with hunger responded, causing saliva to flow down his lip.

His hands were in the area of your stomach, digging into your shirt, so you could allow yourself to interrupt a series of hungry kisses and look down at your partner, even if in return you heard grunts and growls, with which Sanemi warned you that if you think of something (for example, to move away from him and leave him in this state), then even these ropes will not prevent him from grabbing you by the hair and fucking you.

Of course, the ropes were more for your peace of mind — Sanemi was a strong enough omega to break them. And wild enough to do such a thing.

But now he was in heat, and even with his outward displeasure, you knew he was enjoying it as much as you were. When his hands and feet are tied in such a way that he is completely defenseless in front of you — he can neither press nor push away, passing protection about himself to you.

His body shuddered when you briefly touched him, and flexed, desperate and eager, in an effort to feel you. Preferably inside.

Placing your hand on his forehead, you gently pushed his hair back, looking at the face of the beloved.

"Are you sure you're ready?"

Sanemi stared back at you for a few minutes without saying a word (probably enjoying the gentle stroking, or thinking about something) before snorting.

"Stop fucking making me look like the most horny person in here. You want this one as much as I do"

You gently squeezed his nipple, hearing only a soft moan in response, and ran your hand over the inside of his thigh, collecting the natural lubricant that had already soaked the sheet.

Sanemi's body was literally begging for more.

"Nemi, I care about you... Are you sure you're ready?"

Sanemi's only response was a warning twitch and a growl. It didn't look threatening (it's hard for a hot, Horny omega to look threatening, especially with such a hungry look), but the message to hurry up and not talk to him about tenderness you read.

There was something endearing about how awkward and embarrassed Sanemi became whenever you showed him affection.

"Shut up and just fuck me, alpha"

You purred and turned omega over on his stomach in one motion, then wrapped your arms around his hips and positioned him comfortably, giving yourself more access.

"You tell me if something goes wrong, okay?"

Sanemi only snorted softly in response, relaxing and closing his eyes, hearing his own rapid heartbeat in his ears.

But his body immediately trembled and slightly clenched when your fingers suddenly entered inside, stretching. Sanemi groaned loudly, trying to spread his legs even wider and give back, but you didn't let him, locking his hips in one place before continuing the slow stimulation, ignoring the disgruntled, low growl that was more like a whine.

Despite the abundance of lubricant, Sanemi's body has not yet managed to become "ready". He was thirsty, but not aroused enough, even with the stimulation of your scent. And you continued to make him more aroused until his hole became defiantly thirsty.

Even if the only thing you wanted was to go inside Sanemi and tie him in a knot so tight that he would pass out from the pleasure and deep stimulation.

Sanemi began to try even harder to take your fingers inside, waving his hips, and growled in frustration. But you didn't seem to hear it as you continued your slow movements, teasing him even more.

"[Y/n]…"

You stopped and, as if coming out of a trance, looked at your omega. Sanemi looked annoyed and overexcited, but especially annoyed. With his bright blush and sparkling eyes, he looked truly thirsty, which made you feel even more aroused.

"Just fuck me, not treat me like a little omega in first heat".

He said hoarsely, his words faltering, and looked away.

His hole throbbed faintly as you took out your greased fingers. Sanemi spread his legs a little wider (as far as possible in such a vulnerable position) and rested his forehead on the pillow, silently cursing your slowness and softness. But he was slammed into the pillow with a startled cry, which was immediately replaced by a long moan.

You went inside.

Gripping his hips tightly, you gave a shallow push before exiting and entering completely, filling the thirsty omega to the end.

Sanemi's body responded with a shudder and a strong throb as his hole tightened around your cock.

"Fuck, yes!"

Sanemi groaned loudly as you pushed inside again, growling heavily.

"Just fucking think about stopping and I'll... fuck!"

Your push was particularly deep.

He gave his hips back, literally not letting you get out of him, and tried to roll over to take over the lead.

You, unable to stand the wait for too long, locked him in place and began to roughly fuck the hot, wet omega, bursting inside without mercy, causing Sanemi to purr loudly, occasionally gasping for breath due to particularly deep thrusts.

Inside it was tight and hot, making your mind swim, obeying the animal instincts of "take and fuck".

Bound beneath you, the defenseless omega only teased you more with his moans and smell, not realizing it, too engrossed in the feeling of fullness and the desire to roll over right now and fill himself with your cock on his own.

You slid easily inside the oiled omega, despite how desperately Sanemi tried to hold you inside, squeezing, and shamelessly swinging his hips. He was so impaled and thirsty, like an animal in heat.

The whole room was filled with lustful, loud moans, purrs, the sounds of thrusts and a mixture of your smells.

Wrapping your arms around his waist, you pushed mercilessly inside, in a rougher rhythm, causing Sanemi to gasp for air and come. Saliva dripped from his mouth as his hands gripped the cloth tightly, and he was completely lost in the sensation. His body, however, continued to try to enjoy deeper, still greedy and hungry for you.

You yanked the omega up and locked him in place, then lay on top of him, nuzzling his neck. And, as the omega beneath you shivered with orgasm, your knot began to swell, locking inside Sanemi, whose mind was swimming with intensity.

"Fuck", he whispered, still shaking. "Too much… I---"

You bit hard on Sanemi's neck, causing Him to tighten even more around your knot. His body continued to tremble, as if sucking you in even though you were already completely inside.

You called out hoarsely to Sanemi, licking his skin, and he jerked his shoulder to indicate that he heard you, but didn't say a word, once again caught in a wave of orgasm. His mind was completely out of touch with reality, focused on the feeling of fullness and heat below.

The knot, meanwhile, expanded as much as possible, causing a slight bulge to appear on the omega's stomach, on which you put your hand, gently massaging. Sanemi groaned, barely breathing, and only purred softly as you kissed his shoulders and licked the mark.

The knot reached its maximum size, and you hid your face in omega's shoulder, panting.

Sanemi shivered again as you came inside, filling up, and raised his head with a long moan, but after a couple of minutes he buried his face in the pillow.

Slowly coming out of his body, you have come to the conclusion that Sanami lost consciousness, and that you needed to untie the ropes.

Although, given omega's libido, you'll probably wake up in half an hour with Sanemi riding your cock if you untie him now

[chiharuhashibira]

Part 7 now~

Yo~ Here is the newest part of 𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐮~

Idk but I am so excited to upload this. Oh well like what I promised, prepare your tissues! XD

Taglist:@unofficialmuilover@sofilsworld@skeleton-the-gangser@ahashiraswife @sharkyy-tm @crazycatlddy

𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽

𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒐 𝒀𝒐𝒖

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚅𝙸𝙸

𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐗 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐀𝐔)

<𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐍𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫>

Content Warnings: Curse words, Slightly Suggestive, A Hint of Verbal Abuse

"Hey angel... You're finally awake."

You opened your eyes, and there, your eyes met again those golden-orange eyes. The dizziness that you are feeling is gone; it's just a bit of pain on the back of your head, but you're positive that you can go home.

You ignored Hotaru and decided to sit, which made the man groan and help you up. "Don't touch me. Where's my phone?" You said, swatting his hands as you managed to sit. You looked around, finding your phone. Where's that goddamn phone?

Hotaru tsked and handed you your phone, which was resting on the table beside the couch where he napped. Oh, so he really didn't leave your side? You shook your head, trying your best not to think anything about him, even if he was there, standing in front of you with worried and annoyed looks on his face.

"What are you looking at?" You asked, raising your eyebrow at him. As he furiously stared at you, Hotaru groaned, crossed his arms, and scrunched his nose.

Yes, that look.

He always made that facial expression whenever you annoyed the hell out of him. And when we say annoy the hell out of him, it means it happens every single day before...

"I hate you. Why does it have to be you?"

You spoke once again, trying to add fuel to the fire. Your emotions, plus the stinging pain at the back of your head, made you feel so bad. Why does it have to be Hotaru, of all people?

But with a loud sigh, Hotaru just decided to sit back on the couch and look at his phone. His shoulders were all tensed, but he tried his very best to calm down. Hotaru doesn't want any arguments. Not today.

"You're calling Tomioka?"

"No. I told you he'd murder you if he saw you."

"You're exaggerating things."

"Fuck you, Hotaru. I hate you."

"Actually, it's obvious. You don't need to say it over and over."

You felt your anger rising within you, and when you could take it no longer, you threw your phone at the man. Hotaru caught your phone with ease and is now looking at you with an intense stare.

(Image isn't mine, credits to the rightful owner)

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

But before you could speak, tears welled up in your eyes until they finally fell down on your cheek. You hate it, but now all the memories have suddenly flooded your head.

You never wanted to see Hotaru, but why is he in front of you now? Pain hit your chest as you remembered all the aches that you felt six years ago because of him, when you were still a student.

You were in love with him. With his wonderful eyes, handsome face, and even his protective side. You loved the fact that the man was older than you, and there's this feeling of being secured because of that. Hotaru had always told you that he'd marry you once you turned 24.

But, of course, that never happened.

Things had suddenly changed. Suddenly, you were just a bothersome child that he could shoo anytime he wanted. You felt useless. You felt worthless. And Hotaru never did anything to make you stop feeling that.

All your friends hate it whenever they see you crying because of him. Giyu hated it the most. But what can he do? You were too smitten with the man, believing in the fantasy that you had made up inside your head.

"No Tomioka-san. We'll be okay. He'll marry me, so I know this is just a challenge for us."

"No. Why do you want me to hate Hotaru? He's not the worst. He's just stressed at work. We'll never know about that because we're still students."

"I know he loves me. It's just that he's busy."

You can never count how many times you defended him from your friends. But still, in the end, they are all correct.

You can still clearly remember the last night when you saw each other. Hotaru was busy with his work, and you tried to get his attention by embracing him. But what did he do? He shoved you away, telling you that you were a bother and that he didn't need you right now.

"Are you a fucking idiot? Can't you see that I'm busy? Why can't you get that through your thick skull? You're fucking clingy like a pest. Can you just leave me alone?"

And there and then, you decided that it was all over, and you left him.

You had cried for months, wishing he'd chase you. But did that happen? No.

And now he's here. Why does it need to be him?

Suddenly, you felt warmth on your cheek. When you opened your eyes, Hotaru was already wiping your tears with his handkerchief. "I don't understand the need to cry. But please calm down, angel. I'm here now."

But you don't need him now. If you could only disappear here, you would. You couldn't bear to see Hotaru, so you looked up at him and finally told him, "Please call Tomioka-san. Please Hotaru."

"Y/L/N-chan?!"

"Y/N?!"

It's three a.m., and yet the door to your hospital room opened wide. There, the two most important men in your life entered, panting as they went near you. Worry was evident in their eyes as they looked around and saw what happened.

"Babe. What happened?" Your heart softened at the sight of Sanemi. He caressed your face and embraced you carefully. On the other hand, Giyu, who was still in his pyjamas, held your shoulder and looked at you with worry.

Hotaru had left thirty minutes ago, but not because he was scared, but because you told him so. More like pleaded, as you can't stand his presence.

And yes, Giyu was looking at you with too much worry and anger, but of course, he isn't mad at you.

Giyu was sound asleep at that time, not knowing anything had already happened to you, when suddenly his phone rang so loudly that he shot up from his bed.

When he answered, he swears his eyes turned red in anger as a familiar voice registered from the other line. Hotaru had called him, telling him to go to you at the hospital. No further words came out from Hotaru, as Giyu has already threatened that he'll kill him if he ever sees him.

There, he called Sanemi for the first time. Fortunately, the man answered the phone that quickly. Almost groaning at Tomioka for calling him late at night. Yep, Sanemi hasn't slept a blink since he was worried about Koto-kun. But thankfully, his fever had already faded the moment Giyu called him.

"Y/L/N-chan is in the hospital. Come with me." That's the only thing he had said, and without any second thought, Sanemi shot up to Giyu's house, leaving Koto in Genya's care.

You decided to contact Tomioka because you didn't want to worry about your boyfriend. You even wanted to hide the fact that you were sent to the hospital from him because a part of you is scared that Sanemi will be mad.

But no, he was in front of you now, almost crying with fear of losing you.

Sanemi pulled out and sat beside you. On the other hand, Giyu decided to sit on the couch, where Hotaru had napped a few minutes earlier.

You held Sanemi's hand and kissed it. "Babe, I'm sorry." You muttered, waiting for him to get mad, but it never came. Sanemi wiped the tear that escaped from your eyes and smiled. "No, babe, it's not your fault. What happened, though?"

You gulped and felt a lump in your throat. How will Sanemi react if he knows that your ex was here earlier? But no, you can't hide it from him.

"I-I can't remember, babe. When I woke up, I was here. And... and..."

"And what, babe? Why didn't you call me?"

"I can't move earlier... and..." You tried to tell him, but then a part of you was scared. Tomioka seemed to feel this, so he spoke up. "Hey Shinazugawa-san, perhaps let's let her rest. I'll stay here. Your brother's sick, right? If you need to go home—"

"I'll stay, Tomioka. Genya's taking care of Koto."

"Sanemi, you don't need to." You were astounded to know that Sanemi's brother was sick, yet he is here with you. A pang of guilt hits you. "Sanemi. Just come back tomorrow. Koto-kun needs you."

"But you need me too."

"That's why I'm here, Shinazugawa-san." Giyu said as he stood up and placed his hand on Tomioka's shoulder. "I won't let anything bad happen to Y/L/N-chan. I'll definitely contact you if something happens. Believe me. She matters to me like she does for you."

Sanemi sighed and hugged you. "Sorry baby. I swear, I'll come back early tomorrow. I'll just inform the school that the three of us will take a leave because of this. Then I'll head here immediately."

"I know you will, babe. I love you."

Sanemi's purple eyes were fixed on you, which made you feel a warm sensation in your body. You absolutely adore this man. "Thank you, Nemi. Be safe, okay?"

After a few more goodbyes and Sanemi's reminders to Giyu, he finally headed home. He's still worried about you, but he knows you're in good hands with your best friend.

There, Giyu looked at you with his arms crossed. His expression went from worried to curious. You gulped; you knew exactly what would happen.

"Now. Tell me what happened."

You told Giyu how you had met Hotaru again and what happened when he was here. Giyu couldn't hide the anger on his face as he sat beside you and watched you as you spoke.

"What a twist of fate! Of all people, why him?"

"I know, right."

"If he ever lays a hand on you again, I'll cut them off."

"Tomioka-san..."

"Don't wait for Sanemi. He'll do worse if he only knew."

Do worse...Fear crept up on your body like a spider. You looked at Tomioka and bit your lips. Even if you won't talk, he knows what you are feeling right now, so he rolled his eyes and decided to calm down.

Tomioka caressed your arm and, "By worse, I mean he'll be mad at that guy. Not you. You never did anything wrong. If Sanemi ends up being like that bitch, I'll snap him in half too."

"Sanemi's different."

"Hmm, I hope so. But I'm here, okay? Nii-chan's here."

Your heart felt a bit calmer when Giyu said those things. It's just old times when he used to pretend that you were his real little sister.

When you woke up, Sanemi was already here. Clad in shorts and a black turtleneck shirt, you adored how wonderful he looked. You couldn't help but smile as you watched him unpack the food that he brought. That made your heart go fast.

"Baby, good morning." You said that, making the man turn to you with a smile. "Babe!" He immediately lowered his head to peck a kiss on your lips and gently caress your cheek. "Baby, are you feeling better?" He asked once again with his low tone of voice. You smiled and nodded.

The pain on your head is completely gone, and you know that perhaps tomorrow, after some tests today, you will be discharged. Sanemi held your hands and kissed them, staring at you with loving eyes.

"I never imagined seeing you like this in the hospital as early as this. Except when you're finally giving birth to my baby in the future." He smirked at you, making you blush, and hit his head gently.

"Idiot." You said that, but still, your smile almost reached your ears. He consistently makes you happy, which you adore.

Sanemi kissed your forehead once again and stood up. "Okay, so I brought you breakfast. I want you to be well soon. No worries; I'm a great nurse, as you see. Koto already felt better when he saw me. I guess my magic would work on you too."

"Of course it will, my love."

Sanemi's cheek turned a bit red with how you called him, yet he continued to help you sit down and sat beside you to feed you.

"I talked to the doctors, baby. They said a nice man had brought you here. Have you met him? I want to thank him."

Oh fuck. You hated the fact that you remembered all too well that the man who brought you here isn't nice at all. You hated Hotaru so much.

You just smiled at Sanemi, wishing that he'd drop the conversation. But then, before he could even speak...

"Good morning, angel— Oh, who are you?"

𝑻𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒆𝒅…

𝑶𝒉 𝒏𝒐…

Aaaaak! I can't wait to finish writing the next chappy >.< I am just so excited as much as you are hahahaha!

So, Hotaru, a.k.a., you're fucking ex, is back! WHAT DO YOU THINK WILL HAPPEN?

(Don't hate me, I love Haganezuka so much if you only know TuT but it's just, his attitude fits the dumbass in my head while writing. But I swear, I also wanna be his waifu~ HAHA)

And yes, that Giyu part made me giggle like a school girl. I want a big bro like him XD

Feel free to reblog, like, and comment~

Knew that there are lotsa people reposting blogs nowadays without the writer's permission so to make it clear. I DON'T ALLOW ESP IF IT IS WITHOUT CREDITS >.<

Anyways! Enough of my fangirling and litany XD See you on the next chappy! Love you!

Ja ne~

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