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“you're overthinking this, idiot.” bakugo says with a sigh, knocking his enclosed hand on the top of your head.

the protest dies in your throat when he cradles your face with both of his warm palms, the natural mix scent of sweat, gunpowder, and burnt caramel invading your nose.

“don't sell yourself short. you're my girlfriend for a reason.”

he gives you a wild grin that could pass off as totally menacing, but you knew what it really is — a look that meant he genuinely, confidently, believed you could surpass the challenge you're in.

you find yourself convinced that you could do anything now (as long as he's there to remind you that you can).

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early relationship scenario with mc!reader and caleb

“why are you hiding your face, pipsqueak?”

there's a hint of amusement in caleb's tone when he asks. a chuckle soon follows when he tries to lift up your head from where it's being covered by your arms on the couch's arm rest but you don't budge.

he brushes his fingers on one of your flushed ears when he's met with silence on your end.

“you're making me nervous...”

you mumble with a petulant expression when you glance up. you see him crouched down in front of you, his lips almost touching your skin at the proximity.

he gives you a soft grin, tilting his head to the side as he does so.

“it's just me.”

caleb tries to placate you. it only makes you groan and plop your face on your arms again.

“that makes it even worse actually.”

you hear him let out a breathless laugh. he's seriously having fun at your expense.

“should i stop then?”

the moment those words escape his mouth, your head rises up completely, hands laying flat on the couch as you give caleb a frown that he absolutely finds adorable.

"no! i didn't say that...”

you watch him stand up from his spot so he could sit down beside you, pushing his legs apart from each other so he could wrap his muscular arms around you and pull you in between them. you allow him to place you there as you lean your back on his chest. he wastes no time interlocking your hands together — the size difference apparent.

“you're seriously so hard to please, pipsqueak.”

he says with fondness. you feel him nuzzle his face on the side of your own. it makes you smile. you hear him speak again.

“but that's what i love about you. you're a challenge i'm willing to experience over and over again.”

maybe this thing between you two isn't that unnatural after all.

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Happy Hearts Day ♡

ft. some karasuno boys

hinata

the moment he sees you, he comes barreling towards you and gives you the tightest (and warmest) hug you've ever received from anyone

laughing together and just receiving good happy energy from one another

gives you his usual wide grin and borderline screams “HAPPY VALENTINES XD!!” you think your eardrums almost burst

forgets to give you the flowers he bought with his younger sister (left it at home 'cause he was late)

made sure you got it the next day tho which is sweet so you reward him a kiss (he literally leaps in the air after)

kageyama

will rather die than display affection in front of his peers

definitely gets teased by his teammates, his beet red face a sight for sore eyes (dawg help him out of there)

waits until classes and volleyball practice is over before he's dragging you in a secluded spot behind the school grounds

hesitantly shows you the flowers he handpicked from the market “they said girls love them...” he's so precious tf (ACKNOWLEDGE HIS EFFORTS OR HE WILL CRY)

give him a chaste kiss on his cheek as a thank you, and he'll be malfunctioning the rest of the time spent with you (he has to thank the shrimp for the flower idea)

sugawara

revels in the attention, a bit of a show off when it comes to you (you're such a visual couple likee understandable)

definitely the type to give you the flowers he bought with everyone there (he finds it cute when you don't know what to do with all the playful comments you two get from your friends and classmates)

he knows what you want (the kind of flowers you love, the colors, the styling of the bouquet) but you're still surprised nonetheless that he gets them right

“satisfied?” he asks for self validation and also because he loves loves loves hearing you say good things about him

give him a kiss because he will sulk if you don't >:((

yamaguchi

prefers privacy so of course he'd rather show his affection when it's just you both tho he does from time to time get the courage to be bold enough with his displays in school

since valentines is a school day, he gives you flowers in advance over the weekend and another set of flowers on the actual day (he's down bad ngl)

“do you like it?” asks because he's nervous that you'd find it an overkill but when you reassure him that you find it endearing, you can almost see the way he relaxes and sports a contented smile on his face

the perfect ending will be you littering his face with kisses, as he whines and weakly grabs hold of your wrists to stop you from squishing his face too much

tsukishima

he's such a piece of shit even on valentines day haha

doesn't relent on the banters, in fact turns them up a notch (how the hell does he keep coming up of good ways to annoy and tease you???)

but then he's actually surprising you with a small gift (something you'd been interested in buying), attached to a single flower (one that you mentioned in passing that you liked), resting on your desk in your room while he's pretending to watch some random video on his phone as he lays in your bed

“shut up and just open it” lord why is he so constipated with expressing his actual feelings

he does however lets you place a soft gentle kiss on his lips without argument as a thank you

unedited. lmk if you want a part two for the other karasuno boys! did this on whim so excuse the slight ooc from them hehe <33

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9:03 pm — i hear your voice it's like an angel sighin’ i have no choice i hear your voice feels like flying

“i think... i'll love you forever 'toru.”

you hear the distinct sound of him softly chuckling behind you. his arms tighten their hold around your body when you change your direction to snuggle deeper and lean into his side.

“forever is a long time, babe.”

he says lightheartedly. you sneak a curious look up at him to find his ocean blue eyes already staring down at you amusedly.

his deep, vibrant gaze penetrates your soul with a quiet intensity. like a soft and steady river winding through a tranquil valley. his white locks, reminiscent of freshly fallen snow, cascade down loosely without his blindfold restricting it, revealing a hint of a charming bedhead.

in that miniscule moment, he effortlessly (as always) steals your breath away, leaving you suspended in his presence.

noticing your distracted state, his eyes crinkle with mirth and his sleek fingers find it's way to your jaw, caressing it fondly before tapping your cheek with a light force to snap you out of it.

“hehe should i close my eyes whenever we talk so you don't get lost in them that often?”

rolling your own pair good-naturedly, you playfully shove him away, his cackling getting louder as he continues to tease you.

he then hides his face on the crook of your neck once he's able to go near you again. you feel him inhaling your scent, seeking comfort in your warmth.

the two of you bask in the comfortable silence, words unnecessary as you convey your affections through your actions. it's in the way you gently run your fingertips through his hair, the way he faintly sighs and sags in your hold, and the way he draws random patterns on your back that makes you think that you're living life to experience these beautifully crafted moments with him.

minutes pass in your bedroom before his soothing voice drifts into the stillness in a hushed whisper.

“will you really?”

“hmm?”

“love me forever?”

you respond in a heartbeat — more sure than you were earlier.

“yeah.”

he hums in acknowledgement, taking one of your hands to interlock with his and placed a chaste kiss on your palm.

“even if i'm gone?”

his question hangs in the air and you feel as though time has momentarily paused for a second. you longed to reply with a playful joke, as you often did with him, but an unseen force urged you to take a more sincere tone instead.

“that's what forever means 'toru.”

you hear him laugh quietly.

“i suppose that does.”

the tender sound of your name slipping from his lips draws your attention away from the rhythmic rise and fall of his chest, where your interlocked hands rest.

“what is it?”

“i'm gonna have to leave for work in shibuya tomorrow. i probably wouldn't be back for quite some time though.”

you nod slowly, taking the information in. you knew how it was with that exclusive teaching slash office job of his. you often wonder why he likes working in that kind of set up — the way he gets dragged places to places to fix up issues of the organization he's in and always needing to take students in some hands on recreational activities. you just chalked it up with the rich being the rich and he seemed satisfied with that statement.

“but you'll be here for christmas right?"

“i'll try to be. but if i'm not, i want you to open the last drawer on your study table with the key i hid somewhere in your room.”

you give him a suspicious look and he grins and raises his free hand in mock surrender.

“come on, give a guy a chance. it's just a something i prepared so you wouldn't be too sad while i'm away.”

“how are you so sure i wouldn't open it as soon as you're out of here?”

he flicks your forehead lightly and sticks his tongue out playfully. you make a fake pained sound and glared at him.

“i know you'll have fun with the anticipation.”

you groan and plopped your head down on the mattress.

“more like make me insane with anticipation. i'm an impatient woman 'toru..”

“you're not when it comes to me.”

turning your face, you lock eyes with him, biting your lip to stifle a smile as his infectious expression lights up his face.

“okay.”

“that's my girl.”

those words makes you giggle (he knows what he's doing), and you can't help but laugh even more when he wraps his arms around you, showering you with his sweet kisses.

“it's the same for me too, you know.”

as the laughter between you fades, a gentle smile lingers on your lips, and you gaze at one another with unbridled devotion. you raise an eyebrow at him.

“what is?”

“i'll love you today, tomorrow, always and forever. until my last breath — and even beyond that.”

you search his eyes for any hint of uncertainty, but instead find only unwavering confidence.

at the starstruck look you were giving him, he continues.

“i have love and dreams and you're in the center of those two.”

an almost teary laugh escapes you as you give him a lingering kiss on his soft lips.

“why do you have to be such a sap whenever you're leaving me behind?”

“so you'll have a hard time forgetting me.”

and as you punch his shoulder with a bit more force than usual, his familiar goofiness and adoration flooding the little sanctuary you both share, you realize it’s impossible to imagine you forgetting him — whether he confesses his love or not.

a/n: i'd like to believe he was able to make some time to get back to reader after being unsealed where he recuperates and heals mentally and physically

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as soon as you knew that the heroes have won the hard-fought battle, you've wasted no time to run and find bakugo just so you could tightly wrap your arms around his waist and cry against his chest.

he pretends to be disgusted by the snot that drips down your nose and voices his irritation about the onslaught of your tears that wets his costume. deep down you and bakugo know that he would have been acting the same way if it wasn't for the semblance of pride he thinks he needs to maintain in front of his peers and the adults around (no one would've fault him if he had acted like a man starved towards you)

you were there every step of the way when it came to bakugo's recovery. he was as stubborn as a mule, wanting to be in top shape as soon as possible. you've scolded him a few times to take it easy but he always reasons that being the number one hero means getting little to no rest. you just roll your eyes every time, a smile slipping into your expression when he gives you that massive grin he usually sports on his face.

one night when you and bakugo were laying cramped side by side on his hospital bed, you tried explaining the undescribable pain you felt when you saw him die on the field and later on be brought to life again with the help of the pro heroes. he listens quietly, interlocking your fingers together as he softly caresses your hand. you feel him nuzzle his face on your temple. he says nothing afterwards, allowing the comfortable silence to surround you two. you sigh shakily and close your eyes when he puts his lips on your forehead and it stays there until you begin to fall sleep.

bakugo wasn't an outright romantic but he sure has his moments. as soon as he was allowed to be outside, he took you to ua in the middle of the night, dressed in your uniforms, into the classroom where you and him met for the first time (courtesy of aizawa because bakugo kept pestering the poor guy until he agreed to help) and without missing a beat, shared an earphone with you and started playing a song.

you could faintly hear ‘iris by goo goo dolls’ in your ear, a music you've come to like upon stumbling on accident (you mentioned to him way before you guys were together how you'd kill for someone to dedicate it for you) and you were left gazing softly at bakugo as he guides your hands to wrap around his neck and effortlessly lead you around the dimly lit room, waltzing without a care about the world around you. you see him mouthing the lyrics as he stares at you with reverence and you feel your legs wobble and your lips start to shake as you fight the overwhelming emotion to cry once again in front of him.

he lightly chuckles at your reaction and leans into your space so he could envelope you with his warmth.

“i thought i wouldn't be able to see you again,”

you hear him whisper against your free ear.

“i gave it my all to come back to you.”

with his words, you allowed yourself to break down right in his arms as he lovingly whispers everything he wished to say to you.

“bakugo katsuki, you have to swear to me you'll stay with me forever or else.”

“you'll never lose me again, sweetheart. i'll be here with you no matter what, i promise.”

a/n: i'm so glad my king explosion murder god dynamight kacchan survived

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gojo satoru + that tiktok line from scooby doo

you feel the vibrations of his chuckle pass through you as you're back is firmly pressed on his front, his grip on your waist never faltering.

“relax, sweetheart. you're safe.”

you scoff at him, turning your head slightly to face him — the smirk on his lips and amusement swirling in his eyes annoying you.

“gee, being safe is the last thing i think about when i'm with you.”

the man only sticks his tongue out in retaliation to your statement.

gojo satoru may be the strongest sorcerer to the eyes of the world but for you he'll always going to be your irritating attractive boyfriend who just loves to tease the shit out of you.

it's been a few days after you've learned about who he truly is. even now, you're wondering just how much trust he's put in you to let you know a part of himself that no ordinary humans had the privilege to have. but it seems as though that trust was not futile as you understood everything and accepted what he had told you as real and true.

the night you two shared went like any other time you've been together. visiting a new place to eat and then talk about what happened in your week and learn something new about each other.

as your time with one another was ending, satoru decided to do something different. he held your hands and ran off to a random tall ass building (it's so weird how you two even managed to enter it without being held back by security but you chalk it off with satoru using his abilities).

“you ever wondered what it felt like to see everything all at once?”

he curiously asks you as you both were walking on the staircase towards the roof.

you eye him strangely, a thought already forming on your mind about what he has in stored for you.

“yeah i guess...why do you ask?”

he shrugs and doesn't say anything more, only leading you upstairs and stops when you've reached closely to the edge of the roof.

“want to fly like a bird?”

the question coming out from his mouth makes you laugh and push his shoulder playfully.

“that's funny.”

“hey come on, i'm serious right now!”

“can you really do that? fly?”

“doesn't it sound ridiculous that way?”

“you're the one that called it like that.”

“okay, i'll change it. how'd you like to levitate in the sky?”

“sounds stupid.”

“it's either this or that.”

“what's the difference again?”

“beats me.”

“you're the one that's ridiculous and stupid, satoru.”

“well weren't those the qualities that made you like me?”

“touché.”

“such a dumb person to go out with someone like that if you ask me.”

“wow maybe that's why we're made for each other.”

satoru gives you one of his silly smiles and that makes you smile back at him. he makes you face the view in front of you and hugs you from behind — his large body enveloping you with warmth.

“so, what do you say? want to be the louis lane to my superman?”

you roll your eyes at his antics but you can't deny the giddy feeling that washes over you at how satoru cares for you.

“promise not to drop me?”

you exhale a shaky breath when satoru softly kisses you by the temple. he inches closer to whisper lovingly and with a hint of confidence in his tone.

“only a fool would drop a girl like you.”

and that's how you found yourself experiencing an unforgettable night of your life with him.

thought of this on a whim <33 hope you enjoyed reading it

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part one ←

“what the-”

“surprise!”

you think this might just be the most unforgettable lunch you're going to share with suna rintaro.

the look of utter disbelief and tint of redness in his cheeks when suna turned around to stare at you after you decided to jump on him while he was distracted is something you'll always think about.

to say he was impressed was an understatement.

suna was in awe of the lengths you had gone through to do this. for him.

you managed to set up a picnic playdate for you and him in one of the more secluded spots in the school for the afternoon.

right in front of him is a basket filled with what he can see was a variation of yours and suna's favorite snacks and beverages. a homemade dessert you also made was there. a simple blanket was laid beneath it along with a few odd looking shaped rocks that suna knows you like to collect from time to time placed in each corner.

it was simple and even easy to accomplish for anyone to do but suna wonders if it's because it's you that he thinks it's nothing short of amazing and special.

“so this is why you were adamant i use my free time after lunch with you.”

suna says as he shakes his head, snickering at the same time.

you flush at his teasing but push the embarrassment at the back of your head in favor of savoring in your victory of succesfully surprising suna.

“i dare say it'll be worth it to spend your free time with me.”

when he doesn't respond back, you see him quietly admire focus on the way everything was in place just a few paces away from your baby tree (you and suna learned several weeks back that it gives the best shade from the sun).

his silence allowed some doubts to crawl in your mind, afraid that he secretly doesn't like what you did and was just hesitant to tell you.

“but you know, you don't have to spend your whole afternoon with me. we could just eat lunch normally like we always do and then you can go off and do whatever it is you do with your other friends and i could go back to my class and just spend my free time there with my other friends and then umm...”

apart from being out of breath, what made you abruptly stop your ramblings was accidentally staring at suna's face and see him already gazing fondly back at you with his signature lazy grin plastered on his lips.

“are you done entertaining your inner demons (y/n)?”

you could only sigh and nod.

suna slowly reaches for your hand and intertwine it with his.

you hoped he didn't notice the way you moved your other hand to your chest to physically steady the fast beating of your heart.

suna says your name in the softest voice he could muster.

“remind me again what i told you last time.”

you suppress a shudder when you felt suna caress your intertwined hands with his thumb.

“i should stop overthinking things because it's bad for my mental health.”

“hmm that's right.”

suna raises his other hand to ruffle your hair. you huff at this and push him away, already missing the feel of his hand. he laughs and you can't help but pout at his never ending teasing. you genuinely think that's suna's love language towards you.

at the mention of the l-word you blush and shake your head to get rid of a wandering thought.

he raises an eyebrow, expecting you to tell him what was up but you only smiled at him.

“you really up the game with all these giving and receiving thing that's going on between us, (y/n). a picnic date while we're at school, who knew?”

he elbows you lightly and you do the same thing back to him after you snort.

“this is nothing, rin. i barely made any efforts to fix this up for today.”

“hey, no downplaying yourself.”

he flicks your forehead and you let out a yelp. suna resumes complimenting you.

“i like it very much if you so badly want to hear what i think about it. i'm seriously surprised. besides,”

he gestures for you to sit on the blanket, proceeding to sit as well after you.

“it is worth it — to spend every minute of my free time with you that is.”

as you flail your arms in the air from shyness at his statement, you became a complete stuttering mess in front of suna. on the other hand, suna picks up his most favorite snack from the basket as he watches your reaction intently with his amused eyes.

“you can't just say stuff like that!”

“why not?”

he challenges you to answer as he eats his first snack of the day.

you held eye contact for a few seconds before groaning and reaching for your own snack in the pile.

“you are such a frustrating boy to be with.”

“ah ah ah,”

suna wags his finger at you in reprimand.

“but this is your frustrating boy we're talking about here (y/n).”

you roll your eyes at suna.

you really don't understand how his mind works, especially how the gears in his head turn whenever you're together.

you see glimpses of who suna is in the rare moments he allows himself to be truly honest with you — his action and words being one and the same, no hiding things with implications and teasing remarks and inside jokes only he could understand.

the mixed signals are giving you a whiplash to be honest. although you do have an inkling idea of what the truth is, you rather he tell you upfront than just assume anything (like he said, overthinking is bad for your mental health).

you steal the biscuit suna has in his hand and pop it inside your mouth. he dramatically gasps and steals some of your chips in return.

suna rintaro won't be mysterious and secretive for long. you swear you'll unravel this boy even if it takes you a while.

the sound of your laughter and his could be heard to the small population of students who walk around near your location.

a/n: the next part will be the very last one for this little au i have with suna <33

part three → (soon)

[yoomiwritingstuff]

are you planning on making a part two of what you recently posted with Suna 😩 it’s cute

i have a second part in mind! just not sure when exactly i'll be able to post it but hopefully before october ends! thank you for reading my work <33

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“what are you looking at?”

you can't help but ask suna when you notice he's been silent since lunch started — aside from the occasional hums he gave you when you were talking his ears off.

“just something.”

he doesn't elaborate further, doesn't even let you see exactly what he was doing on his phone (it's not like he's obligated to, yet you can't help but be a tad bit disappointed).

“okay...”

figuring out that he's busy and probably weren't even paying attention to what you were saying earlier, you decided to just eat lunch quietly like him.

before the air around you both became awkward, suna lifts his head to stare at you and huffed.

“why'd you stop with your story?”

“hmm?”

“what happened after you remembered there was homework in english you forgot to do?”

feeling flustered now that his whole focus is on you, he takes note of your slightly flushed face and chuckles softly.

“w-well,”

you continued on with the conversation as he then resumes browsing on his device.

you've been friends with suna rintaro for a few months now. you're not entirely sure you know him well enough to say you understand his behaviour but you're trying your best. besides, it's not everyday you can be close to an infamous student in your school. at this point as well, you're still not sure why he likes to be around you when you're not even in his class or involved in volleyball.

suna proves that he's been attentively listening to your words, sighing at your aloofness and scolding you for begging your classmate to let you copy their work.

you roll your eyes at him and playfully push his shoulder with your hand.

“says the guy who begged me to eat lunch with him.”

“this and that are two different situations.”

“whatever you say, rin.”

you and him share a nice laugh when you two hear the bell ring, signalling that break time was over.

“same time and place again tomorrow?”

he asks you while he helps you clean up.

“of course! that's a given already.”

he grins at that.

just when you were about to leave, suna hesitantly grabs your wrist to present to you a small wrapped box and put it on your hand.

he sees your confused and surprised reaction and responds with scratching his cheek as he awkwardly looks at you.

“i was searching up the best way to approach this kind of scenario but just decided to wing it.”

“oh umm okay so t-this is for?”

“for being a good friend.”

you didn't miss the way he said that last word as if he didn't agree with what he was saying. you didn't want him to explain and tell the truth right now, afraid of what you'll find out. you gulp down the bashfulness that you feel as you nod at him.

smiling warmly at suna, you lift up the gift in your hand right in front of his face.

“thank you, rin.”

“anytime.”

you probably would open this up the moment you get to your class.

he leads you to the corridor with his palm on your back, guiding you. you snort but don't comment about it.

“this was totally not fair by the way. i want to give you something too if we're at it.”

he shakes his head at you while he chuckles.

you don't understand suna at all right now but that was something you could slowly figure out in the future.

part two →

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Apartment Number 713

nanami kento x f!neighbor!reader

renting a place for yourself doesn't sound so bad. especially when a certain blonde grade one jujutsu sorcerer keeps stealing your attention — and maybe even your heart as well.

words: 1k

“gosh why is staring up at the ceiling so entertaining?”

you've been talking to yourself out loud for the past hour now. this has got to be one of the greatest nights of your stay here in this city – just sprawled on your bed with absolutely nothing to do.

it's been awhile since you've had your own quiet time after you've started living alone, eager to be an independent adult. juggling your studies and part-time job are such a hassle and it can be annoyingly stressful trying to balance the time you put in them. as you predicted, it strained relationships you have with people around you. not to mention, it also affects your health, and self-care is thrown out the window.

you can feel your stomach starting to hurt from hunger and from all that lazing about, prompting you to stand up from your bed to get to your kitchen. as you were about to look in your fridge while planning a schedule to buy groceries in your head, a knock from outside makes you halt.

your stomach growls in protest when you decide to check who the person that interrupted your relaxation was.

what you didn't account to see was nanami kento — the good-looking man whom you share a floor with — knocking on your door this evening and randomly asking if you wanted to eat something he cooked.

talk about impeccable timing.

confused yet appreciative of the offer, you could only nod and stand there watching as he went back inside his own apartment, and returned with plates full of delicious dishes that had you almost salivating.

“w-wait, are you sure you're just going to give all these to me?”

“my date cancelled out of the blue and i'd rather quickly clean up everything i prepared so i wouldn't be reminded of this disaster once i go to sleep.”

that certainly wasn't the answer you were expecting from all that seriousness and intimidating aura he seems to possess.

caught off guard at his blunt reply — like damn you didn't need to know that much, now you felt kind of sorry for him — you continued to stare back and forth at the man and the food he was holding while you tried to utter something.

at the very least you just wished he just told you ‘yes i don't really mind’ or even just a stern yet polite ‘please accept it and we can go on our separate ways’ but no. nanami just had to tell you someone ditched him and left him alone to eat the dinner he made.

how were you supposed to simply accept the free food, knowing he's probably going to sulk around in his own room wondering why his date didn't show? nanami wouldn't do that but you didn't know better.

the urge to be more friendly and welcoming threatened to come out of you then. you knew that particular feeling of loneliness brought by being alone all too well recently. doing something nice for him in return for what he gave you wouldn't hurt anyone.

you just hope nanami wouldn't think anything ill about the sudden casualness in your behaviour towards him.

again, you didn't really know the guy.

sure, you've seen each other in passing a couple of times before and even exchanged greetings and idle chat, but this interaction is definitely new territory for the both of you. heck the two of you are currently in front of one another, and you're here stuck in your thoughts conjuring up the courage to finally befriend the handsome neighbor you've been curious about ever since you moved here.

cringing internally, you suppose you have nothing to lose anyway. the worst he could do is reject your offer, making it awkward for you in the future to interact further with the man. you either go big or go home.

“well since it would be a waste of your effort to just ditch everything, would you be okay if i was the one accompanying you right now?”

you see him slightly tense. biting your lip, you waited anxiously for what he'll say.

he briefly meets your eyes, deciphering whether or not you were serious. the intensity of his gaze suddenly makes you feel self-conscious about the way you're dressed in comparison to him.

nanami as always, was wearing something sophisticated befitting a businessman (or so you thought that was his job). a white dress shirt paired with light beige suit pants and black slippers complete his whole outfit meanwhile you're just in your plain favorite oversized sweater and shorts.

you unconsciously grip the hem of your top, avoiding any eye contact with the older man. you hear him sigh, grimacing at the way it sounded. you guess being awkward with him for the rest of your life it is.

“only if you're comfortable enough to stay with me through the entire night.”

startled at his calm acceptance, you gazed back at him with more interest. though nanami wasn't looking at you anymore, you're sure you see the faintest redness on his cheeks if you squint. this makes you put on a small smile for him to see. he clears his throat and directs his attention to you again.

“you'll be alright with eating at my place?”

he asks after a few seconds. you then gave him a little noise of confirmation. a ghost of a smile can be seen in nanami's mouth but you pretend you don't notice to stop yourself from swooning. he tells you he'll return the food back to his apartment and will wait for you there.

once you were sure he was gone, you quickly ran to your bedroom and screamed with your face flat against your pillows. you can't stop the little giggles that erupt from your chest as your feet swing back and forth in the air.

you can't believe that just happened!

you're eating with nanami tonight! just you and him sitting there all alone in his apartment, spending time getting to know each other.

you could just die right about now!

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oh my god you're eating with nanami tonight with just you and him in his apartment?!

dread abruptly stops the flutters you feel in your body.

how exactly were you, a working college student who barely even gets out with her friends nowadays, going to act with nanami, an older attractive man who must surely have his life together?!

you for real could die right about now.

next part → (soon)

[yoomiwritingstuff]

“the reason why i can totally read your moves is because we're soulmates, katsuki. i'm your soulmate.”

his soulmate. as if bakugo katsuki would ever believe in something like that.

he knows that realistically speaking, there'd be no way you would ever really know everything that was happening to him and vice versa. if you did, you wouldn't be so surprised every time he'd barge on your dorms to look for you as his face and body are littered with small injuries and scrapes, asking for you to come and fix it for him.

he'd listen attentively to you chide him about the wounds, as if it shocks you to know that a man like him could still get harmed while in combat — it's ridiculous really. how can someone get out of a physical fight unscathed? that's actually quite difficult to accomplish, even he knows that much. yet hearing you have this incredible faith in his abilities in the battlefield makes katsuki want to win in a way he wouldn't need to lift a single finger, just so that he could see you smile and be proud of him instead of those furrowed eyebrows and a frown on your face the moment you see him when he visits you.

still, he couldn't do that.

he has to go above and beyond his limits to defeat everyone and to prove that he's got what it takes to be the number one hero. however, katsuki would make sure that your unparalleled confidence in him serves as his motivation to surpass everyone else and to plus ultra the crap out of any villain he sees.

when he's supposed to be studying or training hard, katsuki finds himself getting distracted with thoughts of you and he'd laugh dumbly at the realization.

you're such a pain in the ass. truly, you are. he can't escape you no matter what he does, where he is, even if it's day or night. you just won't go away. it's seriously irritating him.

he himself is to blame for this problem in all honesty. he shouldn't have agreed to your insistent pleas to work on his costume and equipments. if he hadn't, he would've been free from your irresistible charms and focused on just being the greatest.

he told himself he'd have no need to interact with extras like you (a girl with non-flashy quirk from the support department no less) when he's too busy with far more important things. he has to curse your intellect and skills for unexpectedly convincing him to listen and agree with what you wanted.

it didn't even last a whole month before he's genuinely enjoying your company and pursuing to be with you longer than what was arranged just to do some casual talk. that casual talk eventually turned to awkward dates and soon enough, you and him started going out when you shyly admitted that yes, you like him a lot which is why you volunteered to improve his gears.

it's ironic for him and a little embarassing. to know that you fell first but he fell harder.

it's fair to say that you are katsuki's weakness. his sanctuary. his rest. his home.

you're the first thing that pops up in his mind when he wakes up. you're the last thing he thinks of when he goes to sleep. he constantly checks up on your progress (not wanting to be the only one moving forward), and is willing to help you even if you don't need it. he also begins to work on his personality issues because he didn't want you to think badly of him. he wants to be seen as someone worthy to be with you.

back then, bakugo katsuki had always put himself first. he was selfish and cruel to everyone and never valued the relationships he had with people. but now that you're in his life, katsuki is sure that you're his top priority more than anything. he's eager to protect what the two of you have. he's learned to treasure the connections he has with others and grow.

he could write a whole damn book about how much you mean to him, how much he appreciates you, and how much you make him someone so incredibly better, if he just had the time. he'd gladly pour out what he's really feeling if it will make you happy.

katsuki didn't think it was possible for him to long for someone so much to the point that it hurt especially when it hasn't even been long since you two have met. how could you ever just be friends when you put his emotions all over the place? maybe that's just how it is when two people are simply meant to be with each other.

katsuki had been lost within the darkness but he found you. his warm and bright light.

“stop saying you love me more than i love you katsuki, that's not fair! you're such a stubborn prick sometimes.”

he's adamant that you know he'd literally die for you. he'll rescue you from any danger. he'll swoop you off of your feet and wrap you up in his arms, never letting you go until you're safe because that's what being a hero is for. katsuki will gladly be your hero. he finally learned how to love because of you. so it just makes complete sense his love for you should be tenfold than your love for him.

“soulmates would always know what each other is going through. they think and feel the same thing. which is why i know for a fact that you love me in the same way that i love you. just accept that, dummy.”

he badly wants to believe you two are soulmates. he sincerely does, from the bottom of his heart. but if that meant you'd have to experience the excruciating pain he was in at the moment, he hopes you'd forgive him for disagreeing wholeheartedly.

“call me if there's any trouble, i'll go wherever you are and help you in any way that i can. i'm serious katsuki, don't laugh at me. i'll practice hard with hand to hand combat.”

he wonders what you're doing right now. you said you were going somewhere in a rural area with your family to take a short break from school. you must be strolling around the neighborhood, taking in the place and enjoying your time. katsuki is sure you'll be able to come up with new ideas and get creative now that you're having your breath of fresh air and relaxation.

he imagines your taking tons of pictures on your phone just as you promised. excited to show him and talk his ears off about the trip you took. that big endearing smile plastered on your face as you cuddle with him on the bed, commanding all of his attention on you.

“please don't stupidly risk your life and just retreat if you're in danger. i'm pretty sure winning won't be fun if you're badly injured. can you do that for me, katsuki?”

he feels so numb. he can't see clearly nor even feel anything anymore. he's sure he's been coughing up a lot more blood than what was considered okay. he's gritting his teeth trying not to faint from the unbearable ache of his wounds. he wants to scream but he can't find his voice. he's desperate to win.

“what if i put some kind of chip that scans your health conditions? that way if you're in a critical state it'll alert me. that's not creepy. i'm just worried about your ass. you do tend to do things on your own. fine fine, i won't.”

deep down, bakugo katsuki is scared.

he feels as if this is the last time he'll ever see everything. he's afraid the second he closes his eyes he won't be able to open them again. he starts to tremble from just the mere thought of that. there's still so many things he wants to achieve. he wants to spend many more days with you. tell you how much he loves you. katsuki wants to say thank you and sorry to everyone who had to stay by his side even though he was an asshole.

he wants his parents to know that he's thankful they raised him despite everything. he wants to tell midoriya that he was a good friend. katsuki doubts he'll be able to keep up with his childhood friend this time around. he wants to say to kirishima and the others that he cherishes their friendship. if he had more courage, he'll bow in front of his classmates to tell them it was a good year to be with everyone and he's happy that he's part of the class.

he's glad he's done what he can to stop the villains. he's damn proud of himself for being able to take them head on. he hopes that the other heroes are okay. he's not a quitter no matter the odds are so he decides to might as well pull an all out attack on them to finish things off. make them doubt their stance.

“you're always complaining about being with me, well newsflash — you're stuck with me forever. as if i'll ever let you go, katsuki. let's stay together for a long time, okay?”

now in his ua uniform, bakugo katsuki registers the white space that he's in. he looks up to see what appears to be all might in a form of hazy smoke. staring down at his occupied hand, he chuckles and grins at his all might card. he really wanted to get his hero's autograph so bad. he regrets he couldn't ask of that due to his rude nature.

“see you later, katsuki! i'll bring you many souvenirs! i know you'll do great while i'm gone! plus ultra! i love you!”

katsuki wishes you won't ever be sad. he doesn't want to see you cry. he's satisfied that you're not soulmates. that way you wouldn't know until later on what had gone down. you wouldn't have to share his burdens. you wouldn't have to feel his pain. you wouldn't have to fix his wounds anymore. you wouldn't have to get scared.

you're not his soulmate. katsuki is content to know you'll be able to open up your heart to someone else someday because you're not bound to him. it sucks he won't be able to keep his promises to you. he wishes for you to be surrounded by kind and loving people. no more falling for bad boys like him.

“have fun out there, idiot. you don't have to bring back anything, just come home safe to me. i love you too.”

you might not be his soulmate. but katsuki knew you were his everything. and he could live with that.

with one final intake of breath, he smiles and thinks of you — his love.

[yoomiwritingstuff]

FINALLY HOME yuuta okkotsu x f!reader

warning: semi nsfw, there's smut but isn't heavily described, i just had to write him ;-; (unedited)

you were awoken up from your sleep on the couch when you felt yourself being carried by familiar strong arms.

instantly wrapping your own ones around his neck, you leaned comfortably on his chest while inhaling your lover's natural scent.

god, how you've missed him so much.

you feel rather than see him give out a tired chuckle as he continues the journey towards his room while carrying you.

as soon as he saw the bed, yuta okkotsu let out the loudest groan you've ever heard from him in awhile.

with all his energy spent and imagining the soft pillows and blankets he could cover both of yourself in, his knees buckled and his bottom half finally lost its will to move.

letting out a yelp, you prepared yourself for the small impact of falling on the bed, gripping him tighter than you intended — it was fortunate that you changed the sheets just yesterday night, its fluffy texture cushioning the two of you from the fall.

“sorry....”

yuta mumbles near your ear. he brushes off the strands of hair that covered your face when you looked up to stare at him at last.

both of your hands immediately went to caress the dark circles under his eyes. poor baby looks so exhausted, you suddenly felt bad for him bringing you here in bed instead of just waking you up.

“i missed you.”

you say in a whisper, your voice slightly hoarse due to sleep. his eyes crinkle in happiness at your confession. he can't believe he'd allowed himself to be so far away from you, enduring the pain of not feeling you for so many days.

when yuta okkotsu was gone, no one was there to admire and worship you and that didn't sit right with him.

this gave him newfound energy and strength to hover above you and welcome your plush lips with his.

“i missed you too. i missed you so so much. 'miss seeing my pretty girl.”

he was sure that all came out as a breathy whine, but he doesn't really care. yuta proceeds to bury his face on the crook of your neck, peppering it with kisses while he commits to his memory once again the way your body perfectly fits with his own.

it was your turn to laugh when you feel him take deep intakes of air, inhaling your scent like how you did with him earlier.

“that tickles, yu.”

he playfully bites your earlobe, his fingers working delicately to touch your skin under the shirt his shirt that you're wearing. your hands travel from his broad back towards his disheveled hair. massaging his scalp earned you another melodious groan from yuta.

you couldn't control the sigh that left your lips when yuta wraps your legs around his waist and begins slowly grinding on you. you can feel the bulge that's quickly forming on his pants.

“yu, aren't you tired right now?”

he only hums at your worried question, not bothering to answer it truthfully. how nice of his sweet pretty girl to be concerned for his health despite the current situation that they're in.

sure he's tired as hell from the strenuous missions he had to partake in, but that won't stop the yuta okkotsu, special grade sorcerer from giving you the love and attention you clearly deserve to have that he couldn't give to you when he was away.

“need you right now, sweetheart. please.”

that begging tone of his. that did it for you.

for the next several hours, you let yuta do whatever he deemed was necessary to show you just how much he missed you.

the love he felt for you was so extreme sometimes that it manifested in the way he wouldn't stop thrusting inside you even when he's hurting from the overstimulation. it showed with how he becomes deliriously intoxicated with you, kissing you and touching you wherever he possibly can. how he encourages you to cum, that you can do it one more time even when you've weakly complained that you can't anymore. it's how he moans pleasantly in your ears that you feel good and that he could never get enough of you that lets you know he's got it bad.

yuta okkotsu was undeniably inlove. and he's over the moon every damn time you return that feeling with the same vigor as him.

he knows sooner or later he'd have to disappear from your life again because of his duties as a sorcerer. he doesn't know how long it would take before he's able to come back. it might take days or weeks or more.

for now, yuta okkotsu's just irrevocably glad he's got the chance to finally be home.

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“what if i turned into a worm? would you still love me?”

“.....”

“i would be a handsome worm.”

“osamu! 'tsumu is drunk again!!”

you hear said man groan in annoyance at his twin's antics. he should've never left his brother alone in that reunion party.

why couldn't osamu just peacefully spend time with his sister-in-law (you asked him to teach you a few dishes he knows and he without hesitation agrees) as well as play with his favorite baby nephew.

feeling quite guilty, you gave your apology to osamu for keeping his time and even needing his assistance to take care of this situation at the moment.

“nothing to be sorry about, (y/n). it's not your fault this asshat of a husband of yours can't control his drinking habits.”

you laugh light-heartedly at what he said meanwhile atsumu pouts and protests in the corner as he fiddles with the ends of his bangs.

“i am so not drunk...”

“you said you'd tone down the alcohol 'tsumu. i'm a bit dissaponted in you.”

he senses the seriousness in your tone despite how you make it seem playful. atsumu quickly goes to your side and gives you a side hug.

“great. can't believe i have to witness him acting like this.”

osamu returns to the kitchen to begin cleaning up everything that you both have used at the same time placing the dishes you've managed to cook stored inside your refrigerator. he then directs his attention to his nephew who was busy watching a random cartoon on the television.

“hey, let's brush your teeth.”

you give atsumu a few pats on the head (you'd let it pass this time), ushering him to get sober enough to help you tuck both your son in bed — a nightly routine you three love to partake in.

he silently lets you lead him to the sink for the bathroom is currently occupied by the other two. you tried asking about how his day went but he tells you he doesn't remember much right now except for accepting the challenge to chug down so many bottles. you resisted the urge to pull his ear to reprimand him. even as a father he can still be a youngster. well, it's not as if it wasn't expected from miya atsumu.

it took half an hour before atsumu and you were able to convince your son to sleep. stepping out of the boy's room, you two notice osamu casually laid on the sofa. when he does stare at you and his twin, he points at the kitchen. looking at it, you found it already nice and tidy.

“thanks for today, osamu.”

“anytime, (y/n).”

his brother only sends him a thumbs up, too stubborn to verbally praise the other. osamu rolls his eyes, stands up just to smack atsumu's back which in turn results with the blonde screaming in anger.

since he knows you were there with him (and osamu was in his territory), atsumu wraps your arms around his waist so you were giving him a back hug and proceed to stick his tongue out. this without a doubt aggravates his twin more because of how childlike he was being.

“not the dog energy again. you should just bark instead of talking if you were one, don't you think so? and stop using (y/n) for your immaturity!”

“says the guy who's always wanting my son's attention because he's the only kid who likes you! yer just jealous i have a wife!”

you could only sigh and hope you'd be able to stop or at the least make them yell quieter (if they could do that) so they won't wake your son or any neighbor up. you then realize the twins were now throwing phrases and words you couldn't quite understand due to their kansai dialect.

“oh no, here we go again.”

some things just never change you guess.

[yoomiwritingstuff]

Great Explosion Murder God Dynamight supremacy (nsfw-ish/suggestive themes ahead!)

he traps you against the wall between both of his muscular arms, inching closer to your personal space so you wouldn't have any chances of escaping. his usual spiky blond hair is down, droplets of water falling down and wetting him and yourself.

you involuntarily make yourself smaller than you already were with katsuki bakugo.

he looks like a predator taunting its helpless prey before they eventually feast on them. you see his lip tug upwards — a playful smirk. oh.

you want nothing more than to hide your face right now, and he's out here having fun seeing you miserable.

“say it.”

he whispers near your ear, earning a shaky exhale from you when he lightly grazes his teeth on your earlobe.

refusing to succumb to his wish, you shake your head and placed your hands on his chest to push him away and create distance. your effort is futile though as he doesn't even move from where he was standing.

curse his amazing sturdy ripped body. that tank top he's wearing should be illegal.

“(y/n),”

he lets one of his hands wander agonizingly slow from your neck. your shoulder. on your arm. your waist. and then it stays still on the flat of your back. his gentle touches succeeds in making your body pliant for him. he hums in approval when he catches you staring at the way his mouth moved to say your name.

“i'm waiting.”

resisting becomes harder for you when he kneads softly at the area which his hand was on. he positions himself yet again closer to you until there's no more space left in between you both. you could now feel his hot breath fanning your face more so than earlier. it begins to affect you, spreading the warmth he brings to your entire being.

“or would you rather let me force the words out of you?”

gulping harshly, you gathered the courage to gaze at his sharp dark crimson eyes (that's already eyeing you so intensely you swear you can melt right there and then).

“k-katsuki,”

“yeah?”

you licked your bottom lip in nervousness. you see the way he huffs after your little action and how he pushes you more to him. gosh you really wish you could ignore the clear indication of katsuki's want for you but it's difficult when it's obviously pressed up against you. and good lord it's still as massive as ever. it's embarassing how it starts making you rub your thighs together, excited for what it is that'll soon happen.

you hate your body for betraying your goal to get out of this predicament you've found yourself in.

of course katsuki notices this — he always does from your reactions — and spares you the relentless teasing in favor of hearing you utter the words you ‘jokingly’ texted you said you'll tell him in person. you should've known this explosive boyfriend of yours would do whatever it takes to get what he wants.

with your heart hammering loudly in your chest and your hands gripping tightly on his shirt, you shut your eyes and finally caved in.

“please make me your g-good little girl.”

you could only yelp in surprise when he suddenly hoists you up in the air, your legs and arms wrapping around his waist and neck for support. when you looked back down at him, katsuki's red eyes were glowing with pure promise of chaos and mischief towards you. he sends you a deep chuckle with his gruff voice and runs his own tongue on his teeth, preening at the way you unconsciously let out a slight whimper.

“happy birthday to me.”

okay now please stop bothering my thoughts porcupine i feel bad for not posting anything on the april 20th *cries*

[yoomiwritingstuff]

you knew since the moment you clumsily crashed into him on the ice rink, made eye contact with one another and held your breathe — that shouto todoroki had captured your heart to the point of no return.

you won't ever forget the patience he had when you tried to remove yourself from him yet kept on slipping back towards his body, further entangling the both of you together.

he waits until you've calmed enough to focus your attention on him again before speaking up, assuring you that it was alright and he wasn't angry or any of that sort at all. even going as far as to ask you if you got hurt and apologizes for not catching you.

gazing at his heterochromia eyes, you fought away the nervousness in yourself in favor of savoring the time you had being so close to your oh so dear friend.

you've thought him handsome and pretty on the first day you've seen him sat on his desk in yuuei. you also pondered the idea if he was secretly a prince in some country and was forced to stay here with people like you the longer you eyed his default blank face. for someone who was entering the hero industry, todoroki sure gave of the feeling of being a model or an idol instead (of course that didn't mean good-looking people like him aren't fit to become heroes. he's more than capable of being a fantastic hero).

you never had any problem interacting with the man in front of you. there's the occasional awkwardness you get from his personality that can't be avoided but you all worked it out. in the end, your friendship was something you cherished greatly.

that is until tonight when you finally admit to yourself that you may have been developing some not-so platonic feelings for the half and half for quite a while.

were you willing to lose what you have with him just so you could tell him what you felt?

“(y/n),”

his voice brings you back to the present.

not only that, his touch on your skin undeniably breaks the troubling thoughts that is swirling inside your head.

“did falling perhaps damaged your brain?”

you would have laughed your ass off because of his unexpected choice of words if it wasn't for the seriousness of his tone and the worry in his eyes. scratch that, his words aren't unexpected at all. in fact, it was very shouto-like.

you shake your head and contently sighed while touching his warm hand that was placed on your right cheek. he reacts to your actions with a suprise look crossing his face, as if he hadn't think you would do that.

he made no move to detach himself from you and you revel in the soft moment you two are sharing as of now in the nearly empty ice rink you had invited him and the others — who unfortunately couldn't come — to go to and enjoy quality time while you were on your break.

“how do you feel?”

he asks you after seconds have passed and you're still in the same position as earlier, forgetting the cold hard floor and the few people who had skate passed by where you two were laying upon.

“i feel like i need a kiss from you to make the ache on my head go away.”

you cheekily replied. you might not have the courage to confess but that won't stop you from messing around and letting him know bits of your pining here and there.

it's not like he'll notice anything with him being somewhat oblivious to your hints and cues. nothing prepared you for what transpired next though.

you really ought to choose the things you say to todoroki or else he'd take them earnestly and do exactly what you were hoping him to do.

it was nothing more than a simple graze of his lips on your forehead and yet it flustered you to no end.

he quickly escapes from your hold and stared at anything else other than you. todoroki's ears are slightly flushed and you notice him take a deep inhale as if he was anxious for what you'd do after that whole situation.

“is the pain gone now?”

it took you a moment to register his new question. grabbing the scarf that hangs loosely on your neck, you burrowed half of your face to hide the embarasssement that's creeping inside you. you didn't realize that he did the same thing.

“y-yeah. thanks, shouto.”

as you try to recollect yourself, you wondered if the man with you meant anything about that kiss he gave.

before you could come up with something plausible in your mind that didn't involve him liking you back (because you didn't think he even saw you that way) you see him reaching for your hand. you willingly give it to him and watch as he tenderly intertwines your fingers together.

“you might get a cold if we stay like this.”

todoroki says nothing else so you nod in agreement. he lifts you up and you momentarily lose your balance from how long your legs were sat on the freezing ice. one of his hand grabs your waist to steady you as you feel him hold your other one tighter while your free hand takes place on his shoulder.

you send a shy laugh his way when you realize how close your bodies are with each other again. it doesn't bother you that you feel like a damsel in front of him even when you know you're very much capable of going toe to toe with todoroki in a fight.

“this is nice.”

you say softly, brushing away a few strands of his colored hair that's blocking his eyes making sure to evenly split away the red from the white. you hear him chuckle and as you stare at his eyes that always manages to keep your attention, you see that unmistakable familiar emotion in them when he looks at you back.

it's the same expression you have for him, that expression of longing and wanting to be something more than just what you have right now.

maybe you weren't wrong about your feelings being reciprocated after all should you find yourself confessing tonight.

a/n - reupload because i couldn't decide if i should post it or not */dives back to bed

[yoomiwritingstuff]

“how are you still single?”

for some reason, that's the first thing that came into your mind to ask him when the both of you were dining out with your closest friends one fine evening.

blame it on the bit of alcohol that's in your system, you're tipsy and it made you become more straightforward than usual.

“i don't get it,”

you mutter to yourself while suna rintarou lets his eyes stay on your face to look at your amusing expressions.

“you're very boyfriend material. so why is it that you don't have anyone you're romantically involved with?”

as you mindlessly list down the good qualities you have seen in him in the many months of being his close friend, suna rubs his chin as he hums, thinking about his answer carefully. your stare went to his lips, unconsciously biting your bottom one and gulping. you're feeling a bit thirsty.

“must be because the girl i like is quite oblivious about my affections for her.”

with widened eyes and a startled gasp, you egged him to carry on. you had no idea he was harbouring feelings for someone (which was ridiculous because you thought you were his friend and friends say these kind of things to each other right?).

so what if you were also eager to know who it was because you needed to find out who stole the heart of suna whom you've liked way before he had met you? you certainly wouldn't pose any harm on the person. at the very least, you'd compare yourself to them every waking moment, throwing them secret glares whenever you have the chance to see them.

the man you were with chuckled softly and changed his position so his body would be facing you. he gives you yet another one of his intense gaze partnered with that lazy grin you'd come to love and made your breathing hitch.

“you would think she'd find it out quickly considering we're close but i guess that's just wishful thinking on my part.”

blinking several times, you had to process every word that he had just said as he was awaiting for your reply. he watches you open and close your mouth like a fish out of the water and controlled himself not to just pull you into him and make out with you, your friends be damned (he reasoned it was because he was slightly drunk that he was acting on impulse and having these thoughts)

you resisted the urge to scream and do something embarasssing in front of not only the guy you like but also in front of your friends and peers.

fanning yourself and breaking eye contact with him, you looked at your surroundings to see if anyone else was listening in on your conversation yet found no one. fortunately they were all too busy with partying.

you then stared back at him and dumbly pointed at yourself.

“are you talking about me?”

“hmmm...guess.”

you're flushed, lightly intoxicated and it's getting difficult for you to hide exactly how much you like this man in front of you. you never were much of a planner anyways, you're more of a go with the flow kind of person.

“so umm i like you a lot, did you know that?”

he simply gives you a smile and leaned closer to you, cupping the back of your head and caressing your cheek adoringly.

“don't you think it's about time we both get romantically involved with someone?”

you could smell the cologne you've bought for him last time when he came closer.

suna could see you wearing the earrings he'd given you yesterday upon closer inspection.

you both admired each other as you sat completely still, afraid that whatever was happening right now is just some elaborate scam you're mind conjured up. everything is unfolding so fast you can't wrap your head around it.

the moment suna leaned more in your direction though with his nose brushing against yours, you forget all worries about the proper way this should've gone and cracked a toothy smile for him to see.

“we should do this whole confession thing again properly tomorrow.”

“whatever you want, (y/n).”

the last thing you saw before closing your eyes and feeling his lips work with yours was suna fondly gazing at you as if he had waited for this moment for a long time.

(you wouldn't know until much later on that suna rintarou had been crushing on you longer than you have been crushing on him)

i wrote this quickly while i was sleep deprived haha

[yoomiwritingstuff]

hi!! i just read your kenma drabble and just wanted to pop in to say that i absolutely loved it 🥺🥺 i hope you have a lovely day/night!!

thank youu!! i wrote it in hopes that i'd be able to get across his personality right ^^

i hope you have a lovely day/night yourself too!