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Over And Over Until I Get It Right

Taiga Hoshibami x Reader

Time loop revolving stuff

Angst

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Taiga shot up in bed, gasping as if he'd run for miles. Sweat plastered his hair down to his face and neck as he struggled to remember where he was, or rather when he was.

He wracked his brain, sorting through the fog of it all.

You.

He remembered you.

Though he always remembered you.

Ah, right.

He'd failed.

Again.

How many times was it now?

He lost count. Or maybe he just lost the memories of some of the times to the fog that was growing worse over his mind each time he started over.

He ran a hand up to brush away the hair falling in front of his eyes to double-check. He grabbed his phone, ignoring all the messages from Lulu. Lulu could wait. He always did.

He was right.

It had started over again.

The one date that was permanently etched into his mind.

The date that the loop began.

The day you got cursed.

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Sometimes, he remembered seeing you on the train. His desperate attempts to maybe save you before it began.

He learned plenty of cycles ago that it was impossible. But, he kept going back to the train, kept trying to do...something...?

Did he..did he go to the train?

He used to remember everything.

He used to be the one to take you to Darkwick.

Didn't he?

The memories of hundreds, maybe even thousands lives lived blurred his mind.

What was he doing again?

Oh, right, he chased down some stupid anomaly that wouldn't let him eat it. Might as well go gamble then, at least that would be entertaining, especially when Lulu started to get mad.

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You.

He always remembered you.

He had so many memories of you.

You laughing, flashing him that brilliant smile.

You holding his hand.

You resting your head against him as you sat in his lap, his good luck charm at the tables.

You, beneath him, all sweaty skin and passion, his name falling from your lips like a prayer.

He shook himself out of his mind to the present, to the current reality. You were outside his door now, beside that...who was that...the fuck was he doing next to you?

He shot him, not that it did anything. Didn't even hurt him. All he did was just scare you off.

But that was okay, you'd come back.

You always came back.

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"Hey Taiga, remember me?" You asked softly, smiling encouragingly at him.

He blinked and looked up at you from his spot at one of the gambling tables. He pretended to forget you sometimes.

"Hey Kitty Cat." He purred. You'd been around enough lately it wouldn't be so unbelievable that he knew you. He could let go of the lies. He knew you. Even if..even if his memory really did slip, and the fog got too strong, and he wasn't pretending at all, and he did forget you.

He wasn't lying to you. He was lying to himself. Maybe if he told himself that all he was doing was pretending, then maybe he wasn't getting worse. Then maybe it wasn't getting harder and harder to remember even you.

"Romeo wanted me to tell you to stop playing, please." You told him slowly, wary of him suddenly trying to pull a gun.

He grinned and laughed "Kitty Cat, I know Lulu did not use the word please."

You relaxed a little and smiled sheepishly. "Okay, the please was from me. But really, he keeps throwing a fit about. Maybe just, leave the tables for a little while?"

"Got something else for me to do then Kitty?" He purred, leaning in closer to you. You blushed.

He loved making you blush. He thought you looked cute like that.

"W-well I mean, you could just do something else that you find fun.." You stammered out.

He slowly rose from his seat and leaned over you, running a hand gently down your cheek to cup your chin.

"I know what fun I'd like Kitty~"

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It wasn't fair.

Everything he did.

Everything he tried.

He always lost you.

And he always woke back up, right where it all started.

He loved you.

He loved you so much that it permanently broke something inside of himself.

How many times had he gotten you to love him back?

How many times had he watched you die?

How many times had he failed you?

Maybe..

Maybe it was him..

Maybe he was the problem..

You always loved him back, and you always died.

Maybe that was the problem. The one solution he never tried.

Maybe this time, he couldn't let you love him back.

Everything in him hated the idea. The thought of you with anyone else? It hurt.

But, maybe this was what you needed.

If it took you loving someone else to be able to live this time.

Then maybe he could live with that.

As long as you were alive, what did it matter if he was broken.

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The Sting of Deflection - Part 2, Romeo ⟢

ᯓ★ Synopsis: After deflecting away your confession, that same ghoul finds himself battling with feelings he tried to ignore. With Leo, Romeo, Ren, Yuri, Jin, and Subaru

ᯓ★ Tags: angst, teasing, kissing, swearing, fluff at the end, romeo's massive ego, jealous!romeo, possessive!romeo, soft!romeo, romeo x reader, gn!reader, Sho and Taiga make appearances

ᯓ★ Word Count: 3.5K (•o• )⭑.ᐟ

ᯓ★ Notes: Requested by @wokasiv ˙✦ holy shit i did not expect to write this much- I really enjoyed writing this one! (as you can tell from the word count LMAO) sometimes I just have a vision and I gotta see it through, and this was definitely one of those times. Romeo was fun to write!:3 excited for the next one~ whoever that ends up being haha

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You stood in line for Sho’s foodtruck, Highway to Home, tapping your foot anxiously. The line during lunch hour is usually long, but you have always felt as though it moved rather quickly. Today, however, it seemed to drag - you have already been waiting for five minutes and you have barely moved! Normally, you would not mind the wait, especially for Sho’s food, but today you are supposed to meet Romeo in the casino’s VIP lounge to deliver yet another shady little package he made you pick up for him.

The Vice-Captain of Sinostra is known for his notoriously short temper which is easily set off by someone not following orders - which is exactly what you are doing. Your foot starts tapping a little faster, in time with your increasing anxiety. Sinostra is so far from the main campus, and because you have a class right after the lunch hour ends, you decided to get some food now so you can eat on-the-go. However, you didn’t expect the line to basically be stagnant.

As you had an internal debate with yourself on if you should take the loss on your wasted time and hoof it to Sinostra or stay in line and guarantee yourself to be on the receiving end of a lecture from Romeo later, you hear a familiar scream, “BB! Why are you keeping me waiting for so long!? Don’t you know my time is precious!?”

You turn in the direction of his voice and see an angry Romeo storming his way over to you. Your face flushes with embarrassment and you sheepishly scratch the back of your neck, “H-Hi Romeo! What are you doing here?”

“Tracking you down since you apparently can’t be bothered to make it to our meeting,” he curtly replies, rolling his eyes. “What are you doing here?”

“Ah, yeah. I’m sorry about that, Romeo. I wanted to make sure I got some lunch before coming to the casino, and Sho’s line usually moves faster, but today it is a bit slow..” you gesture awkwardly in front of you.

Romeo narrows his eyes at you before taking in his surroundings. You quietly watch as he processes his thoughts, hoping to gauge his reaction. Abruptly, he turns towards the front of the line and crosses his arms over his chest with a little “Hmph!”

Your eyes widen with shock, “What are you doing?”

“WDILL?!” he snapped, “I am waiting with you! I am going to see what the fuss is with this since it is apparently so much more important than our meeting.”

You let out a disgruntled noise, “Romeo, you know that is not what I-”

“Enough, BB! We will wait, or I am going to make you work the tables tonight!” Your mouth audibly snapped closed, and Romeo scoffed, knowing that you would react that way to his threat.

After another 10 minutes of waiting, you both were finally at the front of the line. Sho was turning over the food on the grill as you approached, so he called out a quick “I’ll just be a minute!” over his shoulder to you.

Romeo rolled his eyes, but you cheerily responded, “No worries, Sho!”

At the sound of your voice, Sho turned a bit more to face you while also maintaining the grill. His signature lop-sided grin graced his features at the sight of you, “Oh, hey Senpai. I didn’t know you were coming by today.” You could feel Romeo looking between you and Sho, his gaze causing you to flush with embarrassment again. “Y-Yeah, I didn’t message in advance today - it was kind of a last-minute decision..”

Sho moved the food off the grill and packaged it up. Turning towards the counter, he slid the package over to the person waiting next to you and said, “It’s no big deal, don’t worry. I see you have company today.” His eyes flickered between you and Romeo.

“Oh- yes! I do! Romeo and I are having a meeting after this so he met me here!” You scrambled to over explain Romeo’s presence. You really did not want Sho to have the wrong idea and assume you are together, together - you know he would tease you endlessly. You already get flustered with his teasing, but you couldn’t imagine him teasing you about someone you actually liked and were very much not on a date with.

“Ohh..” Sho nodded in understanding. But he looked at you with a twinkle in his eye that told you that he was definitely going to tease you later.

You coughed awkwardly, “SO! What is today’s special?” Sho crossed his arms over his chest, standing in a pose you have come to know he does when he is particularly proud of himself. “Steak Kabobs. Each one is made-to-order with each customer’s specific preferences on how well their steak is cooked.” Ah- that explains why the line was slow today.

“That sounds great, Sho! I want to try that today - but make the steak the way you would like it done.” He nods, committing your order to memory, then looks to Romeo, “What about you?”

“I’ll have the same.” 

Sho grinned, “Great! They are 1,000 Yen each.”

You reached for your bag and started to dig around for your wallet when Romeo suddenly put his arm out in front of you to stop you. You looked up at him, confused, but he wasn’t looking at you at all. He was handing his black credit card to Sho, saying “This is for both.”

Sho took the card, “Sure.” He briefly looked at you with amusement before running the card. 

While waiting for your orders, you peeked at Romeo from the corner of your eye, once again trying to gauge his mood. “Would you like to take a picture, BB? It will never be as good as the real thing, but at least you could stop ogling me.” You jumped at his words, you hadn’t realized he was aware you were staring.

“Sorry!” You intentionally diverted your attention away, and it once again became quiet between the two of you. You hesitated, but ultimately faced him again to ask, “Why did you pay for me?”

He stiffened slightly, but immediately released it. Instead he turned to you with a dumbfounded expression on his face, “Because I can?”

You gave a little laugh, “Fair, fair. Just be careful with that generosity, people might get the wrong idea~” you teased, bumping his shoulder with yours.

He jumped at the contact and turned to you again, “No one would ever believe I would be with a BB like you!”

Your chest tightened at his words, but before you could say anything in response, Sho was sliding your meals across the counter to you. He was eyeing you both suspiciously, but quickly adopted his quick, easy smile again when you made eye-contact. “I hope you enjoy it, Senpai. Message me later to give me feedback, alright?”

You took the package with both hands, nodding enthusiastically, “I will! Thank you Sho~”

You and Romeo found an open table and each dug into your meals. As always, Sho’s food tasted absolutely amazing, causing you to let out a dreamy, satisfied hum while closing your eyes. When you went to take another bite, you opened your eyes and found Romeo watching you with amusement on his face. You blushed from embarrassment, again, and defensively stammered out, “W-What is that look for? You’ve tried it now, so you know it’s amazing!” 

He responded, “I am pretty impressed, admittedly. I am just also enjoying watching you enjoy it,” with his amused look still on his face.

You let out a squeak followed by a hiccup at these words. You struggled to remind yourself to breathe as you processed what he said and without thinking about it you said, “Now it really seems like you are into me, Romeo.”

He recoiled slightly, his face twisting into a scowl despite the tinge of red that bloomed across his cheeks. “DGYHU, BB.”

You stared at him confused, “DGY-?”

“Don’t get your hopes up! Obviously!”

“Oh.”

For a moment it was silent between you both. You broke the silence with your small voice, “Would it really be so bad?”

He crossed his arms and regarded you, “What?”

You looked up at him, making eye contact, showing him the tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, “Would it really be so bad to like me? To be with me?”

He jolted back in his seat and you saw what looked like shame? or guilt? wash over his expression. It lasted for only a moment before he scoffed, his normal cocky attitude sliding on like a mask. “Why does it matter? It’s not like you have those kinds of feelings for me, that would be ridiculous.”

You blinked. In that moment your face went from one of heartbreak to one that was void of any emotion at all. “Yeah.. ridiculous.” Romeo’s eyes widened, a hint of shock dusting his features. But before he was able to say anything else, your phone started ringing and buzzing from its place on the table.

You glanced down, eyes still void of all emotions, and turned off your reminder alarm for class. You rummaged through your bag and produced the small package that Romeo tasked you with retrieving. “Here,” you said, placing it down on the table.

With that you stood from the table, put your bag on, and turned to leave. 

Romeo seemed to visibly bristle the more confusing he found your actions to be. He floundered at your abrupt departure, opening and closing his mouth several times trying to piece together something to say to you. But you were already too far to hear, even if he yelled. He just continued to watch your figure walk away from him until you turned a corner and left his line of sight. 

Letting out a big sigh, he picked up the package you had left, muttering to himself, “WTF.”

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It has been two days since the incident at lunch, and Romeo’s mood has only continued to worsen. He found himself thinking about you a lot, and the more you lingered in his mind, the more his heart ached. He was in disbelief that you shared his feelings, and he was abhorred with himself for the way he acted that day. Every time his thoughts wondered to you, they always ended with the image of you with tears picking your eyes, or you walking away from him. And every time, those thoughts would cause a pang of guilt in his heart. After having this whole mental process repeated multiple times over the last two days, he has become even more irritable than normal.

He sits back in his chair with a sigh, rubbing his temples. This is exactly why he is in charge of watching the EITS tonight - he can brood all he wants without anyone watching him, and he doesn't have to deal with any annoying staff or customers.

He does, however, have to watch you as you make your way across the casino floor. Tonight there were several high-paying customers from Frostheim at the casino, and Romeo has tasked you with entertaining them while they play. The goal is to keep them happy and sitting at the tables for as long as possible - an easy task for you.

He had called you in an hour ago, and though you haven’t talked since the other day, you still showed up on time, ready to work. He gave you a sultry little outfit to wear, one that hugged you in all the right places, and went over the details of the night. You had quietly listened, nodding when needed to confirm your understanding, then slipped into the bathroom to change into your outfit. When you returned, Romeo was on the phone yelling at one of his lackeys to “get it together for once!” He turned towards you, hearing the door open, and nearly dropped his phone at the sight of you. He knows he has impeccable taste, but he really has outdone himself this time. The ensemble highlighted your best physical features with a sexy feeling without being skimpy and over-revealing. The color complimented your skin tone so well that you looked like you were glowing. When you walked, you did so with an air of confidence he has never seen from you before - he was absolutely enthralled by you.

You finished putting away your uniform in your bag, turning to Romeo to confirm your schedule for the evening. He shook his head a bit, centering himself again, and ran through the night one more time with you.

Now, from the comfort and privacy of his hidden security office, he watched you put the plan in motion. You easily entertained the Frostheim elites, giving them charming smiles and light hearted laughter at their awful jokes. He felt a twinge of satisfaction knowing he picked the best person for the job - but that feeling turned much darker as he watched you leaning towards one of the students while laughing, and placing your hand on their forearm as a clear flirtatious gesture. Romeo’s eye twitched and he forced himself to look away. Think about the profits, think about the profits, think about the profits, think abou-

He halted his thoughts, his entire body going rigid watching the screen where he could see you best. He could see behind you that Taiga had slipped onto the floor at some point, despite all of the security having a strict no entry order for him tonight. Romeo knew how easily Taiga could mess up his schemes, so he was meant to be forbidden from playing tonight. 

Romeo let out a deep, frustrated sigh while massaging his temples again. “That BTH better not ruin this!” he muttered to himself, squeezing his eyes shut in annoyance.

When he opened them again, anger flashed in his chest so suddenly that he almost stopped breathing. Taiga had sauntered up to you, inserting himself into the conversation you were having with the Frostheim students. He leaned into you, head drooping down so his lips ghosted over your ear, and he whispered something to you that made you jolt slightly. His face broadened into his signature, cocky grin, and he slid an arm around your hips, pulling you closer to him. To Romeo’s dismay, you seemed to untense slightly at Taiga’s touch. His heart felt like it was being twisted and squeezed while watching the interaction between you both. Once Taiga had sat down at the table and pulled you onto his lap, Romeo slammed his fists down on the table and stood, quickly exiting the room and heading to the casino floor. 

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“Gyahahaha! Whaddya think kitty-cat? Think I’m gonna win?” 

You were perched on Taiga’s lap at a Blackjack table with the Frostheim students you were tasked with entertaining this evening. When Taiga appeared and immediately became very touchy with you in front of the others, you were sure they would get annoyed and leave. However, they seemed to be egged on even more by Taiga’s presence - setting higher and higher stakes each round.

You pretended to ponder his question, “Hmmmm, oh, I don’t know Taiga! My new friends here are quite good,” you flashed them a sultry smile, “but I also know how hard it is to beat you~” You had hooked an arm around his shoulders and neck, mindlessly playing with his hair. All of the physical touch seemed to really rile up the Frostheim students, as if it confirmed that you were a prize to be won by the highest bidder.

“Oh, is that so, Kitty?” Taiga said, leaning into your neck, “Well we will just have to see how good they really are.”

You glanced at the Frostheim students, who were watching you and Taiga intently. Both of them considered their cards again, one of them reaching for his chips to raise the bid, when suddenly a strong arm wrapped around your waist and essentially plucked you off of Taiga’s lap. You let out a yelp as you stumbled to catch your footing, leaning into the perpetrator for support, only to find yourself grasping onto Romeo’s arms.

“Oi, Lulu, what are you doing with my kitty-cat? We were just having fun-”

“They aren’t your kitty-cat you BTH!” Romeo barked at Taiga. Without letting Taiga respond, Romeo turned sharply on his heel, pulling you with him to the VIP lounge.

Flinging the doors open, he rushed you inside, yelled an order to not let anyone disturb you both, and then slammed the door shut. You heard the lock slide and click into place before Romeo whipped around to face you.

“Romeo, what the hell!” You crossed your arms and huffed at him as he began pacing the room. “I have been doing great tonight, those Frostheim bozos have been dropping money without a care all night, and they were about to drop even more since they were getting worked up over Taiga-”

At the mention of his name, Romeo suddenly stopped pacing, “DON’T-” he stopped himself, taking a breath. “Don’t bring up that BTH to me. He was way out of line tonight.”

“How was he out of line? He was riling them up, putting on a show to make them jealous, making them feel like they needed to flaunt their money in order to make an impression-”

Romeo huffed and ran a hand through his perfect hair, leaving himself looking disheveled. “He didn’t need to cling to you in order to do that! You didn’t need to play along so well either!”

You stared at him, bewildered. THAT is what he is upset about?? You crossed your arms in front of you and pinched the bridge of your nose, “Why does that matter to you!? The way I do my job is no concern of yours, especially after making your feelings so abundantly clear two days ago.”

Something snapped in Romeo’s expression. You watched the walls he had built come crumbling down - but you didn’t have time to process it. In an instant he had closed the space between you, grabbed a fist-full of your collar, and pulled you into a heated kiss.

You jumped, surprised by the action, but you didn’t pull away. Instead you matched his intensity, turning your head to deepen the kiss and threading your hand into his hair. He released your collar, sliding that hand up your shoulder and around the back of your neck, where he held you. His other hand wrapped around the small of your back, pulling you closer to him as he let out a low groan into the kiss. He wasn’t gentle, but you could feel all of his pent up feelings for you in that kiss, making you lightheaded.

You pulled away first, your need for air overpowering your desire to kiss him forever. You both stared at each other, panting and flushed. “Romeo, I-”

“It wouldn’t be bad.” He interrupted you.

Your eyebrows creased in confusion, “W-What?”

He let out a small breath, removing his hand from the back of your neck to press his thumb in between your eyebrows, smoothing out the tension there. “Liking you.. being with you.. it wouldn’t be bad. It isn’t bad,” he corrected.

Your eyes widened with realization - he was referring to your conversation from the other day. “Then why did you say those things? You were really mean, Romeo..” you pouted.

He sighed deeply, glancing away from you, “I don’t know. Maybe I was scared, or maybe I wasn’t ready to confront my feelings.” He made eye contact with you again, a serious look on his face, “But I know I was wrong. You have plagued my thoughts since that day, never giving me a moment to rest without being forced to confront my feelings towards you.” Your heart hammered in your chest as you listened, your blush returning to your cheeks and the tips of your ears. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing - Romeo’s confession was so serious, and so uncharacteristically open that you could almost believe that this whole moment was a dream. But that kiss.. that kiss was all the evidence you needed to know that this very much was real.

Romeo tucked your hair behind your ear, gently, with so much care and adoration that you melted into that small touch. That same hand then ghosted down your spine until it met his other hand, still resting at the small of your back, “And then you came here tonight to help.. it has been so hard to keep myself together, watching you in that outfit.” He pulled you closer to him, so your bodies were firmly pressed together, faces only inches apart. “I hated watching you entertain those Frostheim idiots - you’re too damn good at your job. But then Taiga.. that BTH slid his nasty little hands around you and I just couldn’t hold back anymore.”

You cupped his face and he leaned into your touch, letting out a small sigh. “Oh, Romeo..” you cooed. You brought his face closer to yours, stopping when your lips barely brushed together. “TDHB,” you whispered.

You felt him grin against you as he brought you in for another kiss. 

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New abbreviation meanings:

WDILL - What does it look like?

TDHB - Then don’t hold back.

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Hi! Can ı request something with tokyo debunker?

Where reader confesses them and they reject her. after a while Reader starts talking with someone to move on and they got jelous? With,Leo,Romeo,Ren,yuri,Jin and Subaru Pls? Like angs to fluff/comfort.

(Sorry for bad english)

The Sting of Deflection - Part 1, Yuri ⟢

ᯓ★ Synopsis: After deflecting away your confession, that same ghoul finds himself battling with feelings he tried to ignore. With Leo, Romeo, Ren, Yuri, Jin, and Subaru

ᯓ★ Tags: slight angst, fluff at the end, jealous!yuri, gn!reader, yuri x reader, jiro makes an appearance, yuri's emotional whiplash

ᯓ★ Word Count: 1.5K

ᯓ★ Notes: Thank you for the request! I ended up taking this in a slightly different direction, so I hope you still like it. I also wrote WAY more than I thought I would, so each ghoul is going to get their own post now haha, I also did not expect myself to write this first part so fast - I cannot promise the other parts will be uploaded as soon, but I will do my best ! (╥ᆺ╥；) Anywhooo, story below the cut! :3

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Yuri’s mind was racing - full of thoughts of his current experiment, the other three on-going projects he has paused, your curse and his never-ending theories for breaking it, watching the time to make sure Jiro gets his treatments when needed, and -

“Yuri, did you hear me?”

Your voice broke through the chaos of his mind, returning him to the present. You were standing next to him, holding a tray covered in various small medical tools for him. You were also shifting your weight back and forth constantly - so much so that the tools on the try began to slide around.

His eyes narrowed at you in annoyance, “Stand still worm! You are going to cause too many interruptions with all of this movement and I will not have my efficiency affected because you can’t get it together! What is wrong with you?” 

You immediately stilled your movements, your body going as stiff and rigid as a statue. “S-Sorry Yuri! I just got nervous because you didn’t respond to me..” You cast your eyes to the side, blush burning your face and the tops of your ears. Yuri observed your behavior with continued annoyance - this conversation was wasting his precious time! “Well spit it out then so we can move on!”

You took in a breath and hesitated before turning back to face Yuri. The disgruntled look on his face made your heart ache. Squeezing your eyes shut, you repeated your confession to him in one quick breath - “Yuri.. Ireallylikeyouasmorethanafriend a-and would m-maybe reallyliketogoonadatewithyou sometime..!”

Yuri’s face immediately flushed a deep red color as his heart began to pound in his ears. He didn’t understand why your confession affected him the way it did, so he reacted the only way he could - by not addressing it at all and deflecting the feeling. He let out a scoff to shake his nerves off, prompting you to peek at him through your lashes. “I am the great Doctor Isami Yuri! It is only natural for you to fall for me! But I simply do not have the time for a worm such as yourself when there are great medical discoveries awaiting me!” He placed one hand on his chest and gestured grandly with the other with those last few words. Standing up, he grabbed the tray from your hands and walked over to a counter behind you, “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I will no longer entertain interruptions from my work.”

From behind him, he heard you let out a shaky breath, followed by a sniffle - were you crying? A pang of guilt and something far heavier flooded his system, but he quickly shook it off and pretended to busy himself with the tray. You turned towards the door, making your way to leave. But before you shut the door behind you, you hesitated and said “Thank you for listening to me Yuri. I am sorry to have interrupted your work.”

With that, you shut the door with a soft click, and Yuri finally let out the breath he had been holding. He slapped himself with both hands to clear his mind. Why does it bother me so much if they cried? I have more important things to do than worry about such frivolous things. He squared his shoulders, turning around again to continue his work, only to immediately freeze.

The room Yuri was working in was connected to the larger lab, and had two large windows connecting the spaces for observation purposes. Yuri had expected you to have already left, so he was surprised to see you still there, and even more surprised to see you with Jiro.

The taller ghoul was looking down at you attentively while you gestured with your hands - no doubt telling Jiro about what had transpired moments before. He opened his mouth to reply, placing a hand gently in the middle of your back to guide you over to a chair for you to sit. Yuri’s chest tightened at the sight of Jiro’s hand on you and he felt a compelling urge to stomp out there and yell at Jiro to stop - but he held back the impulse, thinking instead about his still unfinished work.

Just as Yuri was sitting down to resume, movement from that area of the lab caught his eye again, making him glance up. Jiro had apparently left you for a moment, but had now returned. He knelt down in front of you and offered you a chilled bottle of water, and a small packet of tissues. You took both from him, immediately opening the tissues to wipe your face. Jiro watched you closely, then leaned over you to reach for the water bottle you had set aside. He opened it in one swift motion, and offered it to you again. This time his opposite hand held your shoulder as you accepted the water and took a drink. 

Yuri’s jealousy returned, full force, while watching the exchange. But it was the comforting squeeze of your shoulder and the small smile that Jiro gave you that sent him over the edge. Before he could really realize what he was doing, Yuri was up and across the room, throwing open the door to the lab. He marched over to you and Jiro, stopping to cross his arms over his chest and demand, “Would someone like to explain what is happening here?!”

You jumped a little, startled at Yuri’s sudden presence, but Jiro just looked up to Yuri nonchalantly. He released your shoulder and used that hand to gesture to you while saying, “They were experiencing emotional distress. As their doctor, it is my job to help ease their symptoms. Tissues to clean their face, water to make sure they stay hydrated after crying, and physical comfort to help bring them down from their state of distress.” 

You clenched the tissue you were holding and glanced down, embarrassment flushing your face. Jiro was being so kind, you couldn’t say no to his help, but you did not want Yuri to find you in this state. However, to your surprise, Yuri reached out a hand to yours and guided you to stand. “Let me remind you that I am their primary doctor, so it is my job to provide such care to them”, he said to Jiro, snatching the tissue packet from his hands. “And it is almost time for your treatment too, Jiro! Go get ready in the other room. I will be there shortly.”

Jiro stood up from the ground, looking between the two of you with a small smile, “Sure, Yuri.”

With that, Yuri grabbed your wrist and led you back into the room where you both were working. He brought you over to the chair he was previously sitting in, and returned to the door to close it quietly. He let out a shaky breath and turned to you, finding you watching him with wide eyes. He approached you, and knelt down in front of you, similarly to Jiro. Opening the tissue packet, he took one out and gently wiped your face with it.

The gesture was so gentle and sweet - making your heart melt. But it also made you confused - Why is he doing this if he just rejected me?

He let out a small sigh and said, “You are probably wondering why my behavior has been so extreme.” You blinked in surprise, Can he read minds too???

He stopped cleaning your face, glancing down, “I reacted to your..confession very harshly, and in a manner that was not true.” He glanced back up, meeting your eyes. You could see pain there, but also something lighter and sweeter, something like adoration. “Seeing Jiro with you made me, a-ahem, j-jealous- which made me realize how much I actually enjoy the idea of, ahem, s-spending more time with you.”

You watched his face flush with blush again. Holding eye-contact, you knew that this time he was telling the truth, and your heart began hammering in your chest. “Do you mean that, Yuri?”

He gently grasped your hand, “Yes, I do.” He looked at you for a moment before standing and flourishing his arms again, “And the great Doctor Isami Yuri never goes back on his word!” 

You rolled your eyes, but also couldn’t help but giggle at his theatrics. Standing quickly from the chair, you were able to grasp Yuri’s face and bring him down for a quick peck on the cheek. 

He jolted away from you, turning an even deeper shade of red all over, stammering out nonsense, “Why-! You- uh, I mean- we? Wait, no- I mean, us- ah-”

You smiled at him, picking up the tray from before and resuming your position next to his chair. “I would be delighted to spend more time with you, Doctor. But first we have an experiment to complete.”

He ran his hand over his face as if to rub off his blush. Giving a quick laugh he replied, “Yes, you are right. Let us continue.” He made his way over, taking his rightful place by your side.

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[written-by-spoon]

Taking Charge ⟢

ᯓ★ Synopsis: After noticing your exhaustion, Jin devises a plan to make sure you have time to rest.

ᯓ★ Tags: fluff, pining, soft Jin, Jin x reader, gn!reader

ᯓ★ Word Count: 1.8K

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You are trying very hard to concentrate on the mission reports that Jin has tasked you with, but you keep finding yourself nodding off - eyelids sliding shut and head drooping down on their own accord. You don’t even realize that you were stuck in this position, quietly snoozing, until you hear an irritated tch coming from across the room.

The small sound is enough to startle you awake - your head shooting back into an upright position so quickly you almost make yourself dizzy. You steal a peak in Jin's direction to find him watching you from his desk, his icy blue eyes boring into you intensely. 

“Just what do you think you are doing over there?” he chides, sending a wave of apprehension down your spine, effectively waking you up all the way.

“Sorry, I have been so busy helping the other houses recently. I guess all of that work and lack of sleep has finally caught up with me.”

He crosses his arms and leans back in his chair. The room is silent while he considers you and the longer he takes to respond, the more nervous you become. You steal another peak in his direction and catch a flash of…concern? cross his face. It was gone so quickly that you thought you had imagined it, that is until he opened his mouth to speak again.

“Then go home. I have no use for a servant who can’t even keep their eyes open for more than a few seconds at a time.” You couldn’t help the corners of your mouth quirking up into a small smile at that - you know this is Jin’s way of telling you to get some rest, and you can’t help but feel appreciative.

You stand, giving up a stiff, but unserious, salute, “Sir, yes sir!” You let out a small giggle to yourself and gather your things. As you bow and turn to leave you hear him again - “But know that I am going to need repayment for this. Be back at my room tomorrow right after classes end.”

Your shoulders droop a bit at that, and you pause to give him another, much less enthusiastic “Sir, yes sir” before exiting his room. You let out a little sigh after quietly shutting his door, chiding yourself for getting your hopes up too quickly. Of course this is just a temporary courtesy - if you could even go as far as calling it that. At least you have the remainder of the day to catch up on rest before facing whatever Jin may have in store for you tomorrow.

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Unbeknownst to you, Jin had immediately clocked your drowsy state as soon as you had entered his bedroom, and he had been carefully watching you while you worked. Annoyance flared in his chest seeing you struggle to stay awake - but it wasn’t directed towards you. He was sure that your current physical state was due to the other houses running you ragged, and once you confirmed that to him, the annoyance quickly turned to anger. The other houses take up too much of your time, demand way too much from you, and you are too kind to put your foot down and make boundaries. Just as that thought crossed his mind, he was hit with a revelation - if you would not make your own boundaries, he would just have to make them for you.

“Then go home. I have no use for a servant who can’t even keep their eyes open for more than a few seconds at a time.”

The immediate look of relief on your face made his heart stutter and threatened to curl his signature scowl into a little smile. But it also confirmed to him just how badly you needed a break, and gave him more confidence in his little plan. To make sure you didn’t have any suspicions, he demanded your presence the next day in the same manner he would normally, almost breaking character when he saw your shoulders dip in disappointment. Once you shut the door to his room, he pulled his phone out and began making preparations.

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It was the next day, and you found yourself standing in front of Jin’s door, yet again. Internally you yearned for another afternoon of rest, but you can’t deny that the sleep you had yesterday was immensely helpful. Though you still felt groggy, you were actually able to pay attention and take notes in your classes today - and it was all thanks to Jin dismissing you early. Your heart feels warm at the thought, and you square your shoulders with a little more determination to help him with whatever he needed today. You knock on his door, and wait for his text before entering.

The first thing you notice is how dark his room is. You have seen his black-out drapes drawn over the windows in the morning before, but you have never seen them drawn like this in the afternoon. There was low lighting illuminating the room, giving it a much cozier atmosphere than you are used to.

You tentatively step further into the room, calling for him, “Jin?”

His head lifts up from the paperwork he was reviewing at his desk under a small lamp, and you see the quickest hint of relief flicker over his face before disappearing. He uses the pen he is holding to gesture over to his chaise and coffee table, “Take a seat.”

You obey, walking over to the sitting area and noting the afternoon tea spread laid out on the table as you take a seat. Normally Jin already has a stack of paperwork waiting for you on the small desk you use in his room, but from where you are sitting on the chaise, you can see that there is nothing there today. Your mind starts to work overtime trying to understand the situation you are in - it is rare for Jin to deviate from his normal routine so now you aren’t sure what to expect from him.

You hear him set the paperwork down and make his way over to you, sitting down on the chaise opposite you. He leans over the coffee table to pick up the small teapot sitting there and pours a cup of tea, which he then holds out for you.

You blink. “This is for me?”

“Why else would I be handing it to you?”

You reach forward and accept the teacup with both hands, your fingers lightly brushing over Jin’s in the exchange. He sets the teapot down, and begins to pick out several different biscuits and a little sandwich from the spread, arranging them all on a small plate. You watch him as he makes his selections, appreciating the warmth from the teacup you were holding, but not taking a sip yet. Once he seems pleased with his arrangement, he holds out the little plate piled with goodies to you. 

Your eyebrows shoot up in astonishment. Did Jin just pick out an arrangement of snacks for you? You reach out and tentatively accept the plate from him, setting it down on your lap. He gives himself a small nod and leans back against the chaise, widely crossing one of his legs over the other. You both sit and look at each other for a beat before you speak up.

“Jin, what is all of this?”

“It’s for you,” he replies, simply.

“Oh.” You look back down to the spread on the table in front of you, to the teacup in your hand, and to the plate on your lap. You feel very appreciative, but.. confused. “What is all of this for, though?”

He crosses his arms and looks off to the side, “Those morons in the other houses push you too far, make you give too much.” You open your mouth to interject that you are always happy to help, but his eyes snap back to you and give you a look that tells you to not interrupt him. “And you are incapable of saying no. So, if you won't make time for yourself to rest, then I will.” He looks away again, the faintest of pink dusting his cheeks - though you are not able to see in the low lighting of his room.

In contrast, the deep pink hue of your cheeks are easily noticeable. Your heart swells at his admission, and you can’t stop the blush from covering your face or the look of fondness that fills your eyes. You can hardly believe it - not only did he notice your exhaustion, but he worked to make sure you had the space and time to really rest. You feel so comforted, so cared for.

“Drink your tea before it gets cold.” His voice snaps you back to the present, and you find him watching you again. You bring the teacup to your lips and take a big sip. “Mmmm, is this chamomile?” He nods, a small smile forming on his face, “You need to rest and relax, so I thought chamomile would be the most appropriate.” 

“Thank you Jin, this is.. wonderful. I really appreciate it.” Your eyes sparkle as you say this, and Jin feels his heart stutter again. He abruptly stands up, as if to flee from the feeling. “Don’t let it go to waste,” he says before glancing at you one more time and making his way back to his desk.

You smile again, and drink more of your tea. While digging into the snacks Jin picked out for you, you do a little happy dance, feeling so lucky to have him in your life.

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It has been some time since Jin returned to his desk. He quickly became absorbed in his work and only noticed how quiet the room had become after pausing to stretch his neck. He no longer saw you sitting on the chaise, and after doing a quick scan of the room, he realized he didn’t see you at all.

Did they leave? He quickly stands up, allowing a little sense of worry to settle in his chest. No, surely I would have heard the door if they did.

He walks forward, continuing to scan the room, only to find you curled into a little ball, snoozing on his chaise. He lets out a little breath of relief, followed by a small snort at your position. He may have underestimated just how much rest you needed if you were able to easily fall asleep like that.

Turning around, Jin makes his way over to his bed and pulls the covers back. He returns to your side and gently picks you up, bridal style, careful not to disturb your sleep. You snuggle into his chest and continue lightly snoring, and he prays that his thumping heartbeat doesn’t wake you. He gets you settled onto his bed, removing your shoes and blazer, and placing them neatly on the side table next to you. You seem to relax more in this new setting, nuzzling into his pillows, pulling the blankets tightly around you, and giving a little hum of satisfaction. He lets out a quiet chuckle and reaches over to you, tucking a stray hair back where it belongs on your head.

“Rest well, Inspector.”

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[written-by-spoon]

My Fic List ⋆.𐙚 ̊

ᯓ★ Tokyo Debunker

Jin:

Taking Charge

The Sting of Deflection (in-progress)

Leo:

The Sting of Deflection (in-progress)

Ren:

The Sting of Deflection (in-progress)

Romeo:

The Sting of Deflection - Part 2, Romeo

Subaru:

The Sting of Deflection (in-progress)

Yuri:

The Sting of Deflection - Part 1, Yuri

Jiro:

Untitled fluff (in-progress)

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