#yowapeda fanfic

[rafyki]

Yowamushi Pedal fanfic [Kiji Kyuui/Yoshimaru Raine] : 'cause the way we complicate it's simple

Fluff, Getting together, kissing (literally just two idiots getting together, that's it that's the fic)

5270 words

Summary:

“I'm gonna participate in the road racing Inter High and win there too, this year”, Kiji keeps going, as if it makes perfect sense. It doesn't. “Yon”, he adds, and it does not help his case in the slightest.

Raine can see his stupid grin even through the phone.

He doesn't say anything, just tightens his fists and grits his teeth. He feels like he might be about to break the phone if he holds it any tighter.

“Yoshimaru-chan? Are you there, yon?’

The urge to throw the phone against the wall is strong, as is the urge to take his bike and ride to Gunma just to strangle Kiji.

“What the hell, you bastard”, he just says.

And then hangs up.

[twilight-sheikah]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 弱虫ペダル | Yowamushi Pedal Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Makishima Yuusuke/Toudou Jinpachi Characters: Makishima Yuusuke, Toudou Jinpachi Additional Tags: Christmas, Gift Giving, Living Together, Married Couple, I love TouMaki so much please help, They’re my favourite ship, obviously, toumaki - Freeform, Fluff, I Will Go Down With This Ship Summary:

Makishima and Toudou spend Christmas together in their home. Makishima gives Toudou the perfect Christmas present.

[ywpd-translations]

Fic rec! (part 1)

Here are some of the fanfics I have bookmarked on my AO3! I have a few more, so I'll do a part 2 of this soon enough. All of these fics are amazing, so please go read them and show the author some love!

If you have fics to recommend please share them!!

Under read more because it got long~

Makishima/Toudou (TouMaki)

Yowamushi Pedal Three Sentence Fics by mikkimouse (Toudou/Makishima / Fluff / 1282 words /Teen and Up audience. It's a collection a lovely short stories!)

Hanging on the Line by Jaela (Toudou/Makishima / 2026 words / Fake relationship / general audiences)

five times they didn’t kiss and one time they did by Yellow (Makishima/Toudou / 4003 words / 5 times / general audiences)

Aoyagi/Kaburagi (AoKabu)

reminisce by foodandfandom (Aoyagi/Kaburagi / 1253 words / general audiences /Kabu has a crush but of course he's oblivious about it /beautiful beautiful fic, I love it with all my heart)

Imaizumi/Naruko (ImaNaru)

on the west mezzanine by monkeyingaround (Imaizumi/Naruko / 3743 words / Teen and up audience / literally one of my fave Imanaru ever!!)

your hands on my cheeks (your shoulder in my mouth) by monkeyingaround (Imaizumi/Naruko / 6115 words / Explicit / basically the nsfw version of the previous one! Just as amazing)

Your Eyes by Allen_Nara (Imaizumi/Naruko / 4018 words / fluff, kissing, touching / Mature)

Butterflies by LadyMarshmallow (Imaizumi/Naruko / 1326 words / fluff, mostly Imaizumi's thoughts / not rated)

Manami/Onoda (SanSaka)

I can still use it by sky_prince (Manami/Onoda / 3913 words / general audiences / so so beautiful, this author really has a way with words)

Kinjou/Arakita (KinAra)

ready to start by joestars for phantomdoodler (Arakita/Kinjou / 3047 words / Fluff / General audiences)

do you want to be with somebody like me? by joestars (Arakita/Kinjou /3082 words /domestic fluff, getting together / Mature / god i absolutely adore this!)

third time's the charm by kinjoy (Arakita/Kinjou / 2115 words /Fluff, first kiss / general audiences)

time to go home by softintelligence (Arakita/Kinjou / 4165 words / magical realism /teen and up audiences)

Danchiku/Kaburagi

Trial Run by GingerCinnamon (Danchiku/Kaburagi / 1749 words / love confessions / general audiences /absolutely adorable)

Urakubo/Niwazuma (NiwaUra)

a beginning colored blue by championhestu (Urakubo/Niwazuma / 1284 words / general audiences / literally my favourite thing ever basically the only fic about them I haven't written myself i own this author my eternal gratitude)

Ishigaki/Midosuji (IshiMido)

Dragonfly Circle by Anonymous (Ishigaki/Midosuji / 11808 words / Explicit / it's been so long since i've read this one but i remember i adored it)

A Night, Your Night by Anonymous (Ishigaki/Midosuji / 7356 words / love confessions, angst / mature)

Arakita/Makishima (MakiAra)

One Hell of a Declaration, Darling by hostilovi (Arakita/Makishima / 9834 words / pining, future fic / teen and up audiences)

Machimiya/Ibitani (IbiMiya)

It's really something by HapaxLegomenon (Machimiya/Ibitani / 1543 words / mutual pining, love confessions / teen and up audiences / a very old one i haven't read in a long while but i remember i loved it)

Onoda/Imaizumi/Naruko

and it's all in my head but– by risquetendencies (Onoda/imaizumi/Naruko / 11792 words / getting together, feeling realization / teen and up audiences / absolutely showstopping, perfect)

Applied Research by rascals (lordlings) (Onoda/imaizumi/Naruko / 17696 words / fluff, confessions / general audiences / again, showstopping)

Midosuji/Onoda (MidoSaka)

A Cast Shadow by Anonymous (Onoda/Midosuji / 55899 words / angst, slow burn, fluff / teen and up audiences / oh god this was so beautiful i need to reread it)

Manami/Teshima (ManaTe)

One More by Anonymous (Manami/Teshima / 45712 words / getting together, banter, flirting / Explicit / i love this fic more than i love myself okay? It's not finished but it doesn't matter it's still worth reading it, literally amazing)

Various Ships

The many meanings of rival by zephsomething (Makishima/Toudou, Imaizumi/Naruko, Onoda/Manami / 1594 words / general audiences)

[rosze-v]

red bean soup and the color yellow

pairing: Midousuji Akira x Reader

synopsis: you, the morning girl, a cold night, red bean soup and a scenery he had forgotten

tags: MAJOR MIDOUSUJI PAST SPOILER! , fluff, sunshine x grumpy/cold trope (hihi)

w.c : 1.6k

a/n: Halu! So, I finished YowaPeda season 4 and I'm waiting for season 5 to finish airing and I just want to say, I absolutely love!!!! the anime. I am so angry that its so underrated what?? Its such a good anime, with amazing character, one of the best sports anime antagonists (wink wonk), great plot and just absolutely amazing. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE WATCH IT!!! Also, its literally criminal how there’s so little YowaPeda crumb?? So, I decided to start writing for the fandom!! All in all, I hope you have fun reading!

You were craving for some melon bread and ice cream that night. Without much thought, you hopped on your bicycle and went on to your nearest convenience store. A smile spread on your cheeks because the air is cold enough and somehow, tonight feels more calming than other nights. From a far, you could see the glaring lights of the store as you pedal harder.

Once you placed your bicycle at its rightful place, you eagerly went into the store and picked out your cravings. The cashier scanned through your items, three melon breads, two chocolate vanilla ice cream and a can of hot red bean soup. With your goods in your hand, the customers could definitely see the slight hops on your feet, indicating how happy you are.

“Yosh, tonight I’m watching some Attack on Ti- Midousuji?”. You recognized that lanky build, he’s pretty much the only guy you’ve ever seen with such long legs and long arms. He’s wearing black cycling pants, and a fitted, black sports shirt that covers his arms and neck. Upon hearing his name being called, he glances over to you, his eyebrows scrunched, trying to remember where he saw you. Though he’s wearing a white mask, from his big eyes alone you knew he’s trying to remember who you are.

“Morning girl?”. Midousuji mumbled as you give him a toothy grin, walking towards him and plopping yourself beside him. Midousuji cringed as he subconsciously scoots a bit from you. His action didn’t hurt you though, you knew he’s wary of you.

“Its (y/n), How could you forget your own classmate’s name! that’s so not cute”. You complain a pout forming on your lips, tilting your head at him. Though you complain, you also knew that he does not really mingle with your classmates, he preferred to be alone, listening away to his songs from his black ear buds.

But ever since you saw him racing with his cycling club team mates, and seeing how much cycling filled him with life, you greeted him morning every day. Reason? you’re not really sure but maybe you’re just curious of Midousuji, eyes darting towards him in class or whenever he leaves for lunch. Your sudden interest on him was so obvious that your friends had called you out, asking you if you have a crush on him. Of course, you could only shake your head while your heart beats in wonder.

“What are you doing all alone in this cold night?”. You asked, scanning through him and noticing a slight shiver on his body. Well, it has gotten much colder, and compared to your fluffy jogger pants and your long-sleeved shirt, Midousuji is probably freezing his butt off. You reached in your bag and pull out the red bean soup, handing it to him.

He raises his eyebrow as you say. “Go on, you’re cold right?”.

“Its okay-“.

“You’re shivering Midou-kun, either you take this can or I’m holding your hands”. You teased, nudging him with your elbow as he side eyes you, a slight blush forming on his cheeks. You chuckled as you took out your ice cream, fumbling for the small spoon. A content sound came out of your mouth while Midousuji questions how you could eat ice cream on such cold night.

“So… again, why are you here?”. The lanky men stretch his legs, as he sips on the red bean, warmth filling him up. He contemplates on what to say, unsure of the right words to say in these kinds of situations.

“Just… needed to clear my mind”. You nodded, your body swaying along with your nod as you stare into the dark road.

It’s true, Midousuji had went out to clear his mind, plagued by thoughts on his cycling performance lately, his school works, and a slight heaviness on his chest when his mind wanders to the faces of his mother. He had noticed the cold air when he was sprinting through the road, so he thought he wanted to buy some hot packs. It was only when he got off his bike, he realized that he didn’t bring any money in his small bag, and that’s how you found him sitting on the side of the store.

“Come, I want to show you something”. His big eyes glance at your face then glances back at your hand, weighing the pros and cons of taking your hand. Fuck it, he thought, clasping your hand as you pull him up. Both of you then went over to your bikes, and when you were mounting your bike, the man suddenly appeared beside you, his tall build startling you.

The silence between the both of you were thick and frankly, you can’t stand it anymore. So, you stood up, standing in front of Midousuji as he looks at you, startled at your sudden action. You give him a smile as you held out your hand.

“Oh my god Midousuji, give me a heads-up next time”. He snorted as he responds.

“Let’s go, we have class tomorrow”.

“Yes, yes Midou-sama”. He rolled his eyes at your mocking address of him as you began cycling and Midousuji following suit. It didn’t take you long before you reach your destination. You lay your bike against the tree and Midousuji did the same as excitement courses through you.

“I need you to cover your eyes”. You said giddily as Midousuji sigh.

“And what for”.

“Then how the hell am I gonna go there”. You grin as you reach for his hand, clasping it tight. Midousuji could feel his chest tightening at your sudden skinship, while he gives in to your demand and closes his eyes.

“It’s a surprise! Come on, close your eyes”.

“Hold onto my shoulder using your other hand”, and Midousuji did as he instructed, his cold palms creating shivers around your shoulder yet warms his hand. A blush spreads through your cheek as you realize how close the both of you are. You shake your head as you walk carefully to the secret place.

Midousuji can feel the grass touching his legs and when you came to a stop, you had taken your hands back. The man took it as a sign to open his eyes and when he did, he had to blink his eyes a few times to adjust to the sudden brightness. When his eyes finally adjusted, he could see you first, grinning at him with your head tilted to the side and your hands clasped behind your back. Then his eyes wander around and finally, he realized what made everything so bright.

Fireflies, everywhere around him, floating, flying across his eyes, the ambience triggers a nostalgia in him. It’s been so long he thought, seeing fireflies. He could feel a childish excitement creeping inside of him, as his hand reaches out for a firefly. The firefly he reached flew away before his finger tips could touch the light. Rustling steps move towards him as you stand in front of him, your hands holding something in your palms.

“Look, I caught one for you”. Midousuji stares down into your hand, a firefly blinking its light for him. Subconsciously, Midousuji shows his palm to you, and gently, you place the firefly in his hand.

“Gently Midou-kun, don’t squeeze it”. He nods as he examines the firefly, his hands ever so gentle, a small smile appearing on his lips.

You had never really thought how attractive Midousuji is, your attraction towards him were merely curiosity. Yet here, with a firefly in his hands and a childish smile on his lips, you could feel blood pumping into your veins faster. Though the smile falters immediately when the firefly flew away, Midousuji’s hand fell on his side. You laugh as you pull his hand and walk a bit further, pulling him down to sit once you reach a tree.

The both of you sit in silence, eyes wandering at how beautiful the fireflies are. A warmth settles between the little space dividing the both of you, creating a sense of tranquil. You peeked at Midousuji, who’s eyes huge and lit, his mouth slightly open. You smile to yourself, so cute, you thought.

“You wanna know what will make this better?”. Midousuji’s trance shifted towards you.

“What?”.

“Give me your phone and earbuds”. He pursed his lips, thinking if he should share a shred of his privacy but he gave in. It’s the least he could do after you show him such scenery.

Midousuji eyes your finger, scrolling through the little amount of apps he have and your hands tap on the app YouTube. You tapped on the search bar and histories of things related to road racing came up and you smirked. After searching for the song, you hand him the left earbud while you hook in the right bud in your right ear. You play the song and Midousuji tries to focus on the song and he realized its in English.

“What’s the name of the song?”. Midousuji asked as he stares at you who’s attention is on the scenery in front.

“Yellow”.

“Why did you choose this song?”. You turn your head towards him, a smile on your face and Midousuji’s heart skips a beat.

“Well the fireflies are yellow you know!”. Midousuji grumbled at your remark, as you laughed at your joke and at how taken aback the boy look. He mumbled an, obviously its yellow, dumbass.

“And because you’re yellow…”. You whispered, hiding your face in between your knees, hoping he didn’t hear you. But he did, and he wanted to question you but he decided against it. You, the fireflies, the song Yellow, the lingering heat and Midousuji’s hand on top of yours, squeezing it; thanking you.

And maybe one day he’ll know why he’s yellow, and how he shines, or how beautiful he is, and how much everything he does is becoming yellow in your eyes.

[blondthndrninja]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 弱虫ペダル | Yowamushi Pedal Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Makishima Yuusuke/Onoda Sakamichi Characters: Onoda Sakamichi, Makishima Yuusuke Additional Tags: Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Lazy Mornings, Boys Kissing, Adorkable, Aged-Up Character(s) Summary:

Onoda attempts to leave the bed for morning practice but is unsuccessful.

[aranisfunny]

CHAPTER 1:

Arakita and his three fluffy bastards:

(entire series available here on AO3)

As soon as Arakita got home, he went straight to his bed. After a long day of cycling and dealing with his teammate's bullshit, he believed that he deserved a good night's rest. He yawned as and took off his sweaty clothes, leaving him in his vest and boxers. He threw the clothes into the laundry basket to deal with tomorrow. He fluffed up his pillow and laid his head down to rest...

However just as he was about to hit the hay,

"Mrow!" Arakita groaned as Yukinari, his Persian white cat was on top of him, his paws on Arakitas face, prying him for attention. Arakita growled as he sat up and picked Yukinari up. "Don't you have anything better to do?" he asked the cat who meowed back in response. Arakita laid yukinari down on his lap and pet his fur, scratching behind his ears and Yukinari started purring which immediately attracted his two other little bastards, Sangaku and Masakiyo into his room.

"Mrow~" Sangaku mewled as he jumped on the bed as well laying down next to Arakita, yawning as well. "Oi Sangaku, don't fall asleep on my bed!" He said trying to push Sangaku away but only seeming to make Sangaku want to sleep on the soft bed more. "Mrrrooww~" Sangaku complained, Arakita gave up and let Sangaku rest next to him which he appreciated and gave Arakita a happy little meow in response. Masakiyo waited at the door, staring at him with his angry face. "Mroow!" Arakita scoffed at Masakiyo who also patiently awaited to join in. "Oi Maa kun, you come up here as well." Masakiyo's eyes lit up and he followed as well making his way to Arakita's side. Yukinari had already fallen asleep on his lap, Sangaku following close behind, rolling into a ball next to Arakita. "Well Maa kun, get to sleep as well, I needa rest tomorrow so that I can deal with Kin and Miya Chan's bullshit." Arakita complains as he rests his head againist his pillow. Masakiyo purrs and licks Arakita's hand, Arakita smiles as he reciprocates, petting the top of his head as all of them slowly dozed off.

[axoxtxhxh]

well, at least you got one ask! the only thing i remember is that i really needed that kinjou fanfic JAJAJA and that he is like one of the best leaders on a sport anime and he reminds me a lot of erwin in the way he speaks and god i love him JAJAJAJ hope to see more in season 5 as well. Have a wonderful weekend love

Yay! Yes! I have to agree that he is one of the best leaders. I don’t remember the episode number, but when they talked about Kinjou before he was a captain and Fukutomi grabbed his shirt and he fell off his bike. Like the fact that he kept riding afterwards 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 He is such a good character!

YES!! He totally reminds me of Erwin! I always joke that Kinjou is Erwin and Shinkai Hayato is Miche haha I love the combo even though Kinjou and Shinkai didn’t interact that much. I also always hope that if they English dub Yowapeda that they use Erwin’s voice actor for Kinjou haha that would make me so happy!

Have a great weekend too! <3

[emeraldwaves]

Title: A Sweet Break For @spiral-desuladesu! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! <33 I LOVE YOU!!! & Thank you @lainaraquel for betaing <3

Pairing: Teshima/Aoyagi (T2) Rating: G WC: 2,394

AO3

Summary:

Teshima pushes himself, and Aoyagi knows he needs a break.

Aoyagi could always tell when Teshima was stressed. It was an easy thing to notice, since Aoyagi was always the observer, and he admittedly spent most of his time observing Teshima specifically. He noticed the tension in his body in class, the way he was hunching his back over the desk, staring at the paper in front of him. Sometimes he'd tap a pencil against his lips, looking pensive, lost in thought, and Aoyagi knew he was concerned about the team.

He'd been appointed captain, and Aoyagi couldn't imagine anyone better for the position. Teshima was organized, calculated, and he worked harder than anyone Aoyagi had ever encountered. The worst part of it all, was Teshima couldn't seem to see these things about himself; he only viewed himself as average. This, in turn, often made Teshima overwork himself, and Aoyagi had definitely noticed.

It wasn't that he didn't understand where it was coming from. The two of them were most likely going to be participating in the inter-high, something they'd wanted to achieve for the past two years. On top of that, they'd be doing it without Tadokoro, who had always been a vital part of their training and improvement. Plus, they had the weight from last year bearing down on their shoulders. They were the number one team now, and everyone wanted to keep their position. Sohoku had to stay on top.

And though Onoda carried a large amount of the pressure, as the new Captain, Teshima was pulling some of the pressure himself.

It was the worst at practice. Teshima's riding was far more intense than normal. Riding next to him, Aoyagi could feel how hard Teshima was pushing himself. Sweat dripped down his brow, his wavy hair looking damp as it blew in the wind. He wasn't talking much either, mostly looking ahead. It was Aoyagi who pushed to keep up with him.

"Junta," he panted. "Don't overdo it."

Teshima turned to look at Aoyagi, the first time during this particular practice. Normally, he was constantly checking in with the occasional glance here and there, but Teshima had kept his eyes facing forward the entire time they had ridden together today.

"Overdo it?" Teshima choked out, his breathing labored.

Aoyagi nodded.

Teshima smiled, though Aoyagi could tell it was forced, his lips twitching as he curved them upwards. "I'm fine," he chuckled. Purposefully turning his eyes back to the road, he kept his eyes hidden from Aoyagi's view. "I'm bettering myself. I have to work hard."

He was already overdoing it, Aoyagi wasn't stupid. He knew Teshima was practicing in the morning before school, and though he pretended as though he wasn't staying after practice to work for longer than the rest of them, Aoyagi knew the truth. He also knew Teshima was slowly reaching his limit. Training was good, but if he continued to overwork himself, it was possible he would burn out from exhaustion, and risk the possibility of an injury.

"Junta..." he warned, his voice low. It was his job to worry about Teshima, since Teshima never seemed to worry about himself. They were a team, and with Tadokoro gone, if he didn't look out for Teshima, no one was going to.

"You don't have anything to worry about, Hajime," Teshima spat, his voice carried some anger, and Aoyagi recoiled, surprised Teshima had spoken in such a sharp manner.

He wanted to tell him he wasn't going to improve if he kept over-striving for something. He wouldn't reach the goal he wanted if he kept pushing, pushing, pushing. But Aoyagi knew Teshima-his mind was made up, and he was going to keep doing this until he learned on his own.

Still, Aoyagi wanted to something to alleviate the stress.

"Good job everyone! We can call it here, I think everyone is working hard," Teshima nodded. His eyes fell upon all of his teammates minus Aoyagi, and he knew why Teshima was avoiding his gaze. "See everyone tomorrow! We'll continue to strive for the top."

Aoyagi walked his bike past Teshima without saying a word. He of all people knew it would be impossible to force Teshima to speak of his concerns. Aoyagi wanted to help carry Teshima's burdens, not make them worse.

"Aoyagi-senpai!" Onoda's voice called out from behind him, and he stopped, turning to stare at the wide-eyed younger boy. "I-I, uh, wanted to speak to you about...Teshima-senpai," he said quietly. He glanced around nervously, obviously not wanting to be heard.

Aoyagi stared at Onoda, waiting for him to continue. He didn't wish to speak on his own concerns, knowing his ran far deeper than he could really convey with simple words.

"Right, well...he seems tired lately. I saw him practicing before school one morning, and I think he's been staying late too. D-Do you think he's working too much?" Onoda asked. "He's doing a great job as Captain, but..." Onoda trailed off, his gaze falling to the ground.

It made Aoyagi feel a little relieved. He wasn't the only one then who had noticed. He knew he had the uncanny ability to pick up on small signals Teshima gave off, but apparently Onoda had caught on too. Unsurprising. Onoda was oddly intuitive.

"Yes," Aoyagi muttered, turning away from the younger boy. "He's doing too much."

"Can...you stop him? I think you're the only one that can," Onoda said quietly. He wasn't wrong, there was no way Teshima would listen to anyone but Aoyagi, and even then it seemed he was so caught up in his own thoughts and worries...

Sighing, Aoyagi shrugged. "Maybe."

"I think you should try!" Onoda quickly bowed multiple times. "I'm sorry! I maybe am...overstepping, but he's our Captain, we need him."

"Mm," Aoyagi nodded once, agreeing something needed to be done.

Perhaps if he couldn't get Teshima to stop altogether, he could at least get him to take a break.

Walking back to the shed, he found Teshima, checking over the supplies in the club room. It was a rather obvious cover, as he waited for the others to vacate the area so he could begin to train more on his own.

"Junta. Let's go," Aoyagi said, staring him straight on.

"Eh? Go where? I'm finishing locking up the club room," he explained, glancing around the room as though he had many tasks left to complete before he could leave.

"I'll wait."

"You don't have to-"

"I want to," Aoyagi stated, still staring.

Teshima's eyes narrowed, and his shoulders sagged, knowing Aoyagi wasn't going to give this up. He was about as stubborn as Teshima was, and so he knew there was no way Aoyagi was going to back down. He sighed, shrugging. "Alright, if you really want to," he hummed.

Aoyagi nodded. He did want to. He wasn't going anywhere, and he wasn't about to let Teshima leave either.

He took a seat on the bench waiting for the other to finish his tasks, which to no surprise, did not take very long.

"Well, I'm done," Teshima said. "So, uh, let's go." His arm rubbed at the back of his neck, and he let out a small sigh. Aoyagi could tell he was frustrated, but he didn't care. Teshima needed a break, and even if Aoyagi had to force him, he was going to make him stop.

"Good," Aoyagi muttered, grabbing his bag as he began to walk out.

Another audible sigh left Teshima lips, but Aoyagi was happy when he heard the other boy's footsteps behind him.

"Hmmm, you still haven't told me where we're going," Teshima hummed. He walked next to Aoyagi casually, eyes closed, his bag slung over his shoulder.

And Aoyagi chose not to answer, walking down the hill away from the school.

Teshima sighed, "I know you're frustrated with me." Aoyagi had to resist the urge to grunt angrily in response. Teshima did have a knack for reading Aoyagi's moods. It was only fair, he supposed, since Aoyagi could always do the same for him. "But I need you to understand," he said softer. His voice trembled, as though it were about to crack. "I have to do this. I don't have a choice."

Aoyagi's brown eyes glanced towards Teshima as the other ran his hand through his long wavy hair. Whenever he did that, Aoyagi could feel the slightest rush of blood creep onto his cheeks-it reminded him how attractive Teshima was. And even with the frustration, Aoyagi cared for, and respected Teshima more than anyone.

But he did have a choice, and he was choosing to be far too intense. The inter-high was important, this race was important. Hell, it could potentially be their last race together (Not that Aoyagi would ever let that happen). But Teshima's sanity was also important.

He sighed, and began to walk ahead of Teshima, turning into the park a little ways down the street from their school. He looked at a bench, setting his bag down, and he pointed.

"You wanted to take me to the park?" Teshima asked, raising his eyebrow, but Aoyagi only pointed again. "Alright, alright." Teshima caved and plopped down on the bench, waiting.

Grabbing his wallet, Aoyagi made his walk to a small ice cream cart, down the main path. He glanced back at Teshima. The boy had pulled out his notebook, and he was flipping through slowly, his eyes darting back and forth as he read over whatever he had jotted down in there. Probably notes about the inter-high.

Aoyagi turned away glancing back at the variety of flavors. He was going to buy Teshima an ice cream, and they were going to sit and relax, if even for a moment. Teshima normally liked vanilla ice cream, something plain, but today, after a long practice, Aoyagi had a feeling he'd prefer something a little bit more refreshing. So, instead he picked out mint chocolate chip for Teshima and strawberry for himself.

Returning to the bench, he handed Teshima the cup and took a seat next to him.

"Hajime?" Teshima blinked, glancing from one scoop to the other. "You...wanted to get ice cream?"

"A break," Aoyagi said, staring at Teshima. "Take a break."

Leaning his head back against the bench, Teshima began to laugh. He covered his eyes with his arm. "You wanted me to take a break, so you bought me an ice cream?" he leaned forward, his laugh ending on a sigh. "It was the perfect idea," he whispered, taking a small bite. "And good flavor choice. How did you know?"

Aoyagi just smiled.

"I know you're right," Teshima sighed finally. "I can't keep this up. I'm no good at this." He took a large spoonful of the ice cream and shoved it into his mouth.

"Junta. You're wrong," Aoyagi said, lowering the cup of ice cream into his lap.

"Wrong? Hajime...you know I'm not as good as most of the people on our team, and I'm the Captain It's fine if I don't race in the inter-high, but I have to continue to put in my best effort."

"You are good at this," Aoyagi muttered.

"I'm not!" he retorted quickly. "I have to work twice as hard as everyone else and-"

"No, you don't," Aoyagi said, slowly shaking his head back and forth. "You already do enough."

"I...I don't," he continued. "We have to win at the inter-high, we can't let Tadokoro-senpai and the others down. If Hakone wins... it will be my fault, for not uniting us more. I know Onoda is taking it hard too, he's putting so much pressure on himself to win again, thinking he has to. I need to set an example for everyone and that means working harder." Teshima was panting by the time he finished talking.

"I knew you felt this way," Aoyagi said, speaking the truth. He had known, he'd just wanted Teshima to say it out loud.

"I figured you did..."

Aoyagi dipped his finger into his strawberry ice cream and gently wiped it onto Teshima's cheek.

"Hajime?" he said, his cheeks turning pink. He lifted his finger and wiped off the sweet, putting his finger in his mouth to lick it off with a pop. "I guess I deserved that."

"Mhm. You deserve a break," Aoyagi said quietly. "Don't push yourself. You're doing a good job."

Teshima smiled, laughing a bit. He knew whenever Aoyagi spoke for longer than a sentence it meant he was serious about whatever he was saying. "It...doesn't feel like I am. I think about what an amazing Captain Kinjou-senpai was and...it doesn't feel like it's enough."

"Junta..." Aoyagi began. "It is enough. You are two different people. You will do things differently. And you're doing a good job. You're a good Captain. Stop overworking yourself. If you don't, you'll burn out, and then we won't have a Captain." He took a deep breath, closing his eyes, as though talking so much had worn him out.

"I know...I know you're right," Teshima sighed.

Leaning over, Aoyagi brushed his lips against Teshima's cheek. "Rely on your Vice Captain more."

Turning to him quickly, Teshima's face was bright red. Cute. Aoyagi enjoyed taking him off guard. "R-Right..." he said, swallowing.

"You're not alone."

Smiling, Teshima placed his hand over Aoyagi's, giving it a gentle squeeze. He knew. Aoyagi had always been there for him, in more ways than he could ask. "Thank you...for forcing me to do this. If you hadn't… I probably would've kept practicing. I've been staying after and coming early in the morning to... work at bettering myself."

"I know."

"Figures," Teshima chuckled. "Can't get anything by you."

"Nope."

"I'll try and cut back," Teshima groaned.

Aoyagi nodded, taking the last bite of his ice cream. Already he could tell Teshima was calmer, his shoulders seemed less tense, and the way their hands were locked together was relaxed. He much preferred Teshima this way.

"We...should do this more often. Ice cream dates in the park," Teshima smirked, giving Aoyagi a wink. He quickly turned his head, not wanting Teshima to see him blush. Though he heard Teshima laugh, and Aoyagi silently cursed himself for giving Teshima the upper hand in the end.

"Okay," he whispered anyway, squeezing his hand. If it helped Teshima relieve stress and kept him smiling, Aoyagi would've done anything.

[purplepaus]

Buenas a todos!! Aunque un poco tarde les traigo mis aportaciones al @flufftober2021 versión tumblr, el 30 de octubre le correspondió al " Sleeping on my lap" o dormir sobre mi regazo. Los elegidos para este drabble es el crackship (o al menos eso pienso) de Izumida x Ashikiba. Este relato es la continuación del drabble del 16 de octubre en la página de Facebook "Es de fanfics" ( Tema: Bedsharing) Ahora sí empecemos!!

Fandom: Yowamushi Pedal Ship: Izumida x Ashikiba Próximo proyecto: El baile de los 22 Categorías: Yaoi, BL, Harem, Multiship, Poliamor, AU México de inicios del siglo XX, migración, guerra, dictadura, ficción histórica Sinopsis: 22 prisioneros japoneses huyen de la hostil Rusia y migran a donde los lleve el destino. El norte de México los recibirá en un poblado con desiertos tan ardientes como los amoríos clandestinos entre ellos. Tema: Sleeping on my lap ( Flufftober versión Tumblr)

¿Merezco ser amado? Parte 2

Un ejército sanguinario ingresó a Villa Fukkatsu en medio de la noche y recibieron con una ruidosa balacera a todos sus habitantes los cuales fueron cayendo asesinados. Los únicos que estaban vivos eran Ashikiba e Izumida, ambos tomados de la mano corrían y lloraban angustiados. Sin embargo, cuando fueron alcanzados... en medio de la desesperación el pestañudo se atravesó al frente del joven alto para evitar su muerte, dando así su vida por la de su amado.

Takuto solo vio el cuerpo de su amante a sus pies, y quedó paralizado, sólo afloraban incesantes y mudas lágrimas de su impotente rostro. En ese momento vio aproximarse el final de su breve vida.

Escuchando una cuenta regresiva en ruso Ashikiba vio surgir la ráfaga de cañonazos y con gritos desgarradores le fue diciendo adiós a su vida terrenal...

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- ¡Abu! ¡Takuto, despierta!- Gritaba Touichirou con preocupación.

Al no ver respuesta se vio obligado a rociarle a Ashikiba el vaso de agua que solía dejar sobre su mesa de noche para calmar sus gritos y devolverlo a la realidad.

- ¡Tou-chan! ¡Estás vivo!- Exclamó Ashikiba al despertar de su horrible pesadilla.

Lloraba ruidosamente y abrazó a Izumida con fuerza.

Touichirou acariciaba la espalda de su amigo, le susurraba al oído que todo estaría bien y hasta que no se calmó no se soltó de sus largos brazos. El estrés postraumático de la guerra había atacado de nuevo al larguirucho causándole tales sueños que, a su vez, eran otra de las razones por las que sus amantes le huían.

Pasaban de las dos de la mañana y en medio de la oscuridad Takuto intentaba dormir sin éxito alguno. Izumida con toda la paciencia posible le preguntó si necesitaba un abrazo más o desahogar sus tristezas aunque su descanso fuera sacrificado.

- ¿Tou-chan... Andy y Frank se molestarán si sólo por esta noche los uso como almohada?- Preguntó tímidamente el chico alto refiriéndose a los pectorales de su anfitrión.

El pestañudo aceptó la solicitud de su amigo y éste se deslizó colocando su lunar acorazonado sobre los mullidos y tibios músculos cubiertos por la tela blanca de la camiseta. Encogió sus largas piernas para entrelazarse con las morenas extremidades inferiores de Touichirou, él por su parte rodeó con sus brazos los delgados hombros del pelirrojo convirtiéndose en un suave y cálido guardián nocturno en el mundo de los sueños.

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Varias horas después se oyeron cantar algunos gallos en las casas vecinas y los dos jóvenes supieron que su despedida se aproximaba. Ashikiba quería llegar a su hogar sin ser visto por los habitantes del pueblo y así evitar rumores e Izumida quería empezar el día con su habitual rutina de ejercicios.

El chico de cabello azabache sirvió un desayuno muy frugal conformado por café, pan y pequeñas brochetas de queso con uvas rojas. Ashikiba sin dudarlo tomó los pasabocas del anfitrión y se los brindó cariñosamente bocado a bocado, acción que le fue retribuida de la misma manera y, como en la noche anterior, sus sillas estuvieron muy juntas para abrazarse con ternura. Ambos sin decirlo se manifestaban gratitud mutua por toda la compañía recibida.

Antes de despedirse bajaron al primer piso de la casa del herrero tomados de la mano al pasar por el patio trasero decorado con abundantes bonsáis, flores y cactus en macetas, Ashikiba rodeó con sus brazos alargados la delgada cintura de Izumida; agachó su rostro ruborizado y le plantó un beso apasionado que le fue correspondido con más ímpetu del que esperaba.

Cuando el pelinaranja se separó de Touichirou jadeaba sintiendo aquellas chispitas en la piel que nunca entendía, pero que le gustaban a la vez. Miró por unos segundos al pestañudo y, recordando que debía ir a casa, se despidió de él con un beso esquimal huyendo a través del patio. El anfitrión lo tuvo que seguir con rapidez para abrir el portón metálico y entregarle en un santiamén una bolsa de papel con unos plátanos, la fruta favorita del ojiazul quien algunas veces pasaba hambre por sus bajos ingresos económicos.

Izumida desde su casa vio partir a Takuto montado en su bicicleta rosa. En medio de su satisfacción deseó que llegara inadvertido entre la oscuridad que estaba a punto de convertirse en luz, él pensaba que aquel músico inocente no merecía más sufrimiento del que padecía a diario.

- Vuelve cuando quieras, yo siempre estaré para tí - Musitó conmovido el forzudo.

Y cerró el pesado portón de metal ansiando tenerle nuevamente para llenar su casa de inocencia.

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Así acabamos nuestro flufftober 2021, gracias a todos por su apoyo!! Pueden leer todos mis aportes a esta dinámica y al kinktober en wattpad: @Purple_Paus, amino: @purplepaus514 ( Comunidad Yowamushi Pedal Amino Español)

[fullvoidmoon]

If This Will Be a Color

Pairing/s: Midousuji Akira x fem!reader

Setting/Timeline: Wedding

Warning(s)/Genre(s): Too much fluff, Midousuji being OOC

Word Count: 900

Yowamushi Pedal, Midousuji Akira, Midousuji’s mother, Kyoto Fushimi, and Sohoku © Watanabe Wataru Context © me

A/N: This is Midousuji’s wedding vows to reader.

Masterlist: HERE

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Part 2 - Through the Yellow Days

All that mattered to me was road racing.

It started when I had my first bike and used it to ride round trips from my relatives’ house to the hospital where my late mother was confined. It keeps me moving forward, as what she told me to always do during my last visit, and then I decided to become an athlete due to her encouragement. So mom, wherever you are, I wanted you to know that without you, I would never be a great road racer that I am today. I then vowed to become the best road racer and to keep on winning. That’s all that I thought of; road racing and the victories along with it. That’s all that matter to me: victory. I don’t give any care to anyone or anything as long as I win.  Then it all changed when I met you.

I thought you’re like the other small fries out there, like the typical, mass produced cyclists. But when I was given the chance to know you, even though I mostly don’t want to for the idea is as gross as it is, I realized that you’re not one of them. You’re a strong female cyclist, even stronger than you might think. You ride like no one else. And when you gave me a chance to ride with you, I then saw it; the color yellow. You made me believe all sorts of things that I don’t usually believe in. You made me act the way that I usually do not act. You fill up the empty husk that is me whenever I give my everything to move forward. You showed me that I have the strength I never thought I have in me to be even greater in the sport that we come to love so much. You even added some more of that strength in me. And you gave me hope that I thought was never there for me. I know, it’s so gross, even the thought of it is gross enough to make me cringe. But what can I do? I realized that I don’t have the strength to push the feeling away. Instead, that gross feeling gave me strength to hold on to it and never let it go. And I have no plans on letting it go; the feeling of my love for you. Most of the time, I did quite the very opposite to you. I pushed you away even though that I know myself that I needed you. I disregarded you in all the things that I consider important to me. I did not show you my support to you. I didn't even protect you at some circumstances that you needed to be protected. All of us here know that I’m not the kind of person that apologizes, and you of all people know very well that I think the idea is so gross. With all that, I’m truly sorry. I know that telling you that I regret doing it is not enough to prove you how sorry I am. Despite all that, you gave me all the things that I never thought I would receive. You supported me through the endeavors that I want in life, especially pushing me to continue road racing even though I failed to win it. Even though I did not ask for it, you protected me from all the people who put me down and not believe in me, like what you did when the bullies ruined my project back in elementary about what we want to be when we grow up. You stayed by my side, even though I belong to Kyoto Fushimi and you belong to Sohoku. You made me feel important that you’d do nothing without me. Only you and my mother had done such a feet for me; you accept me for who I am and love me for all I am. It made me think that I didn't do anything to deserve all of it, to deserve you. But here you are, standing before me and all the people that became very significant to us in all your beauty and glory. And the knowledge of you wanting and willing to change your name and carry mine, from being Ms. (Last name) (Full name) to Mrs. Midousuji (Full name), it made me feel that I've won the Inter High back when we were in high school, or any other road races that I've participated in. Everyone here, even you, might not imagine how thankful I am to you. I promise you, starting today; I will give you all those things that you gave me, even more than what you can think of. But do make sure that you’ll consider me in all the endeavors that you want to accomplish as well. I promise that we will have a life filled with all the crazy things that only both of us can think of. A life filled with travel, food, and road races. And all the things that you wanted to do, even if I'll think it's gross. And I promise you, that I will honor you, cherish you, protect you, and love you and only you; in this lifetime, and the next. If this once-in-a-lifetime event that was given to us, me marrying you, will be a color, It will not just be yellow, but golden yellow.

[rafyki]

I want to start writing fanfics again... I NEED to start writing Yowapeda fics again, but I also need some inspiration and I have none :')

[twilight-sheikah]

An excerpt from Chapter 9 of my work in progress fic I Love You A Latte:

“If I don’t hurry the train will leave without me!” As [Toudou] said it, the train doors shut and the train silently pulled out of the station. “Maki-chan! Now I have to wait another hour for the next one! Why can’t you just leave it be? I’m fine, my arm is fine and I can take care of myself.” The words came out sounding meaner than he meant them to. Was Makishima’s worry warranted? Perhaps, but Toudou didn’t want to intrude on Makishima’s private life more than he already had; they were only friends after all.

Makishima recoiled. “I-I’m sorry Jinpachi. I didn’t mean to upset you. I was only trying to help and repay you for letting me stay at your place…” He trailed off at the end desperately trying to hide his frustration. The one time it would have been nice for Toudou to assume it was an invitation to come over, the invitation had gone completely unnoticed.

“You really don’t need to do that Maki-chan. I promise I’ll be just fine by myself. Just because I have a cast doesn’t mean I’m an invalid.” Toudou stared into Makishima’s light blue eyes. There was an emotion there Toudou couldn’t quite distinguish. Was it just concern? Was he feeling hurt because of Toudou’s protests? Maybe it was something else entirely?

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 690: The walk home from the graduation ceremony

Pag 1

2: That day

3: While outside it was getting completely dark, for the first time in a while the three of us went home

4: while being sent off by everyone

Pag 2

1: Koga-saaaaaan

Ooon

Oi, Sadatoki, weren't you crying super hard last year too?

Are you cryin' too much, too, Hotshot?

Teshima-san, thank you so much!!

Graduation ceremony day

Are you for real!? Starting from tomorrow, Aoyagi-san really isn't coming here anymore!?

2: He'll come, right? He's just pretending it's the last time

…. no.....

He's not.... coming, Issa

Hahaha, I think!! They are, Danchiku!! Haha

… Alright....

3: Huh!?

4: What, Danchiku, for some reason I'm suddenly crying so much!? Why!?

Calm down, Issa, now that's just how you....

Kaburagi-kun...!!

Why, I'm just looking at Aoyagi-san's back gettign smaller!? It's just the same thing as always!?

Issa.... those are your feelings

Pag 3

4: The last walk home from high school

Pag 4

1: I looked back and thought about that

Pag 5

1: …. what is it, Junta

2: …. Teshima

3: …. no

4: I don't know, I wonder

5: You know, so many things happened

And I thought they might not realize right away

Pag 6

1: But they were crying

2: At the end.... Kaburagi

3: …. yeah

You saw?

Yeah

5: I was about to cry too

8: He was so stupid and reckless, it was troublesome

Haha, you took care of him well

You got attached to him!

Pag 7

1: Lately he looked forward so much to practicing with you!

2: Let's go riding, Aoyagi-san!!

Oi, this is a library room

Let's practice, practice!! That's alright, right? You can study later!!

Don't be so loud

And no, I have exams

3: Let's take exams next year!!

…. oi

Come on!! Come on!!

4: If possible, I wanted him to look forward to it before the Inter High!!

5: Right

Yeah

Pag 8

1: And what about you, Junta...?

Huh? Ah, for me? A kouhai who was almost crying?

2: Crying, huh.....ah, uhm.... parting from them felt lonely, but

I felt more like I was finally running, after being pulled

Someone special....

3: The first years , you know.... they have Onoda as a climber, and Naruko as a sprinter

No one relied on me

Just one person... who would say they admire Teshima-san's running!! I would have like that....

5: Everyone admires you

But they didn't tell you

Huh!?

6: Are you serious, someone said that!?

They didn't say it

Huuuh!? They didn't!? Then how do you know...

Because I felt it

That's too ambiguous

This is the last time the three of us will go home like this

Pag 9

2: …. Koga!

3: Junta, Aoyagi....

4: Going back home only the three of us like this - it's probably since first year that we didn't do it

Yeah, that's true....

It was the three of us when Junta made that sparkling water from the vending machine downhill explode

Wha- don't bring up these boring things.....

6: That day your uniform got all sticky...

Not mine

Mine neither

Uwa, you're so bad!!

7: …. uhm

Back then, I

Every day

Pag 10

1: I thought that I wasnìt good, that I wasn't good

4: I struggled, I insisted, I worked hard, but it still didn't do me any good

5: Back then, Kinjou-san and the other second years were getting stronger every day

And I could do nothing but confirm that distance

6: And you, in the same grade as me, were a first year joining the Inter High

Pag 11

3: Back then, when I looked up, even the ceiling felt far away

I was so far from being active in races, and I thought so many times that it was impossible for me to run in the Inter High

5: And now, I was made captain, and we got two championships in a row at the Inter High

6: Ah, that's a miracle

I can't even believe it myself

Pag 12

1: I think I'm really glad I didn't quit racing

2: I'm quitting road racing once I enter high school

Maybe I can even get a part-time job and chase after girls

3: I'm glad I kept racing

Pag 13

1: Here, this is the vending machine of Junta's incident with the drink

Waaa, what, and here I thought I would make you forget about it with a nice talk!!

I wouldn't lt you

2: Might as well!!

4: Oi, Koga, wait

Aoyagi!!

5: Here, open it!!

On your own!!

Are you kidding me.... his eyes are lighting up

6: Don't walk away!!

7: Dammit, alright, I get it

Alright, let's go again!!

8:  Our graduation's....

Pag 14

1: Champagne fight!!

Pag 16

3: Actually, back then, your bike, Aoyagi..

Yeah?

It was a good chain oil

Yeah...!!

4: I had no talent

I tried to quit biking many times

7: I was just so unhappy with wanting to be admired and noticed

Pag 17

2: But, the steps I didn't take while looking at the ceiling

3: Working hard with Aoyagi, and seeing them one by one before my eyes

Before I knew it, I was moving forward

5: It's been two years

Back then they were first years, when we lost the battle against them during training camp

6: Secretly, I really felt like “I'm getting closer to the Inter High”

8: When we were third years, Koga...

I thought I couldn't go to the Inter High unless I surpassed you

9: And I could pass you... I thought I would surpass you

Pag 18

2: I thought that

The conclusion of an overwhelming path isn't one victory of defeat

I did my best, and it's over, and I didn't realize until I looked back

It's been three years I really felt

3: Well.... this graduation might still be on the way

See ya

Pag 19

1: Thank you, Sohoku...!!

3: The next time I'll climb this slope I'm not gonna wear a uniform

5: What time is the bus, Junta?

Uhmm, 19:15, I think – ah, dammit, we have to hurry, let's run

We shouldn't have brought our bikes back home

Koga, what time is it?

You still have time!!

6: I'll go with you!!

Alright!

Pag 20

1: April

2: Cherry blossoms are dancing, and the seasons reach spring for the third time

I'm nervous...

Let's take a picture

I'm all stiff...

I wonder if there'll be scary senpai...

New first years enter Sohoku, too

[angossecretary]

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[blondthndrninja]

Wrote a small adorable drabble based on the Winter Fic Prompt: “You’re freezing! Let me warm you up!”, involving Makishima (Mama Spider) and Onoda. Hope you guys enjoy! 

Title: Warmth of the Spider

Rated: Everyone, K+

Pairing: None! 

If Kinjou had asked Makishima Yuusuke when his third year started if there was any chance he’d consider mentoring any of the kohai on the cycling team he would have brushed it off because no one met his standards when it came to finding a climber.

 That was until Onoda Sakamichi happened. Then he started to care. In fact, he cared a lot more than he should have, earning him the nickname ‘Mother Spider’ from Tadakoro. Makishima had chucked his empty water bottle at Tadakoro in response. He wasn’t a ‘Mother Spider’. He was just a senpai looking after his kohai and sharpening Onoda’s abilities so that he would be ready for the Inter High. That was all.

 Although it was nice to have someone call him ‘cool’ and to look at him with shining bright eyes. A change from the frightened looks he usually received from other students at Sohoku.

 They had all made it back to the clubroom after practicing in the cold windy weather. It had also begun to snow by the time they had reached the hill. The climb hadn’t been too bad…it would have been more of a pain in the ass if there was ice on the road.

 “Hey hotshot! Shut the door! It’s too damn cold!” Naruko shouted as he held his arms together, “Shit! Captain sure is a sadist making us practice in the cold like that.”

 “Shut up.” Imaizumi grunted irritably before sliding the door shut and making his way to his locker.

 Onoda was sitting on the bench undoing his gloves with shaky hands. Makishima frowned and made his way over to Onoda grabbing his hand to help slip off the glove, only to come into contact with Onoda’s icy cold skin.

 “Onoda you’re freezing, sho!” Makishima said and removed Onoda’s other glove taking his bare hands in his own.

 “W-Well...it is cold out Makishima-san.” Onoda said, “And I was wearing gloves so it’s okay.”

 “Those aren’t winter cycling gloves, sho!” Makishima made his way to his locker, “You need to warm up right now!” he said tossing Onoda his thick winter coat, “Put this on!”

 “Ehhh? Makishima-san, this isn’t necessary.” Onoda protested only to have Makishiama start wrapping his white and black fur-lined coat around Onoda’s shoulders.

 “Stay there.” Makishima said, “I’m getting you something hot to drink.”

 “Wait, Makishima-san…I-I have money…you don’t…” But Makishima had already left.

 “I’ll just pay him back.” Onoda said to himself as he wrapped himself tighter in Makishima’s coat, ‘Wow…his coat is really warm. I wonder how much it costs?’

 Minutes later Makishima returned and placed a hot cup of hot chocolate in Onoda’s hands, “Drink it.” He ordered.

 “Thank you, Makishima-san.” Onoda said taking a sip of the hot chocolate.

 “Oi, Makishima-san, you didn’t bring any for us?” Naruko asked.

 “Ask Tadakorocchi to bring you some, sho.” Makishima said dismissively as he sat down next to Onoda and wrapped a long arm around him.

 “U-Um Makishima-san…what are you…?”

 “Making sure you’re warm.” Makishima said looking at Onoda, “Drink all of it.”

 “Of course, Makishima-san.”

 Onoda’s cheeks were turning pink and Makishima’s eyes softened in relief as Onoda’s face finally got some color to it.

END

[desuke13]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 弱虫ペダル | Yowamushi Pedal Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Imaizumi Shunsuke/Onoda Sakamichi Characters: Imaizumi Shunsuke, Onoda Sakamichi Additional Tags: Teen Romance, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Mental Breakdown, Mental Health Issues, Mutual Pining, ImaSaka - Freeform Summary:

Semua orang memiliki nilai dalam hidupnya. Tidak ada pengecualian.

Jika kau tidak bisa melakukan satu hal, bukan berarti kau makhluk gagal. Kau hanya belum menemukan jalanmu. Atau sudah menemukannya namun terlalu keras kepala untuk menerima kenyataan. Melihat kembali ke belakang untuk mencari dimana letak kesalahanmu bukanlah hal yang buruk dan memalukan.

Itu adalah pelajaran hidup berharga yang tidak boleh Imaizumi lupakan.

"Kamu pernah membawaku ke garis finish… sekarang izinkan aku yang membawamu ke garis finish!" ---- Imaizumi Shunsuke x Onoda Sakamichi Oneshot/Fanfic Commission for Dai/Mind to RnR?