strawberryfairi

[strawberryfairi]

Synopsis✨: The story of how you catch heavy feelings for the hot photography student, Shuji Hanma…even though you already have the perfect (fake) boyfriend.

Pairings: Photography Student! Shuji Hanma X Dance Major! Black Fem 🤎 Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️)  Content: Drama, lots of denial, angst, sneaky link, lots of cheating, mutual pining, unserious Shuji, controlling parents, forced relationships, romance, fighting, porn with a good plot vibes, intense sexual tension, etc (just find out the rest lol)

w.c: 5.8k💠 Released: April 15, 2024

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NOTE🧚🏾‍♀️: This chapter gets kind of intense y'all so...you have been warned. (I'm trynna get in my angst bag a little, ok? I'm tryin' somethin new)

C.W:  TRIGGER WARNING! Angst (nothing really dark though), illegal drugs mentioned, mentions of date rape/sexual assault, reader has a seizure, "Rape Kit" (Sexual Assault Forensic Exam) Mentioned, Best Friend Keisuke Baji is supportive!!!

9; Pain 疼痛

Later That Night

You're in a familiar setting, sitting comfortably in the back of Shuji's car with soft music in the back, one arm wrapped around you while the other holds his cigarette. He went and took you to another scenic area near a public park, but there's no one else around, just the two of you here.

"The sky looks so pretty." You murmur blissfully, staring out of the window. Shuji lets out an airy, short chuckle, taking a quick drag. "You say that every time we're like this."

You raise a brow for a second, surprised that he had made such an observation. "I probably do. I really like the night sky." You hum with a little shrug. "Why?" He mumbles softly.

"Why? Mmm, I guess I just really love space. I love the stars, the moon; it reminds me of how vast the world is. There's so much more up there. If I could, I'd definitely go to space to see what it's like." You ramble in a dreamy tone, eyes glued to the radiant stars and half moon up in the sky.

"That seems like fun. I'd wanna see Jupiter." He says.

"Because of the storms, right?! I know!" You beam, getting randomly excited.

"But you know what's crazy? There's still so much about earth we don't even know. Like we barely know anything about the ocean." He says with a curious tone.

"Oh my gosh, facts. The abyss fish are kinda scary too!" You nod.

"Abyss fish?" He chuckles with a raised brow.

"Yeah, that's what I call 'em. Who really takes the time to figure out all their real names?" You giggle.

"Oh, I thought you meant like a specific fish called the abyss fish." He laughs.

The two of you laugh together for a little while before falling into another moment of tranquil silence.

"You know, I'm actually glad I left that event with you." You sigh, breaking the silence.

"Really?" He asks in a knowing tone.

"Mhm." You nod. "Even though you stress me out, I...really do like being around you." You admit, tone soft and just a little bit shy. The corner of Shuji's lips tilt upwards at your words.

"Well look at you finally being honest." He chuckles, leaning over for a kiss that makes your heart flutter in your chest. His tongue skillfully works its way past your lips, his free hand pulling you closer. You both pull away just a little after a moment, two small smiles on each of your faces.

"Could I...be more honest then?" You ask hesitantly, your heart beating wildly in your chest.

"Definitely be more honest, angel." He nods with a lustful glint in his eyes. You pull your dress up as far as it could go, then carefully sit yourself down onto his lap, straddling him. Shuji's hand rests low on your hip, the other putting out his cigarette against the little ash tray to the right of him.

"I want you; and I don't wanna wait till we get to your place." You confess softly, looking him right in the eyes.

"I'm all yours, pretty girl." He answers, his hand reaching towards the spaghetti straps tied into a bow at the back of your neck. His words give you all kinds of butterflies throughout your stomach. If only he really was yours, then the looming weight of knowing this thing between you two would eventually end would be long gone.

Your lips meet his as he pulls the string of your halter, letting down the entire top half of your dress. A soft moan slips past your lips, vibrating against his as your own hands get to work, impatiently reaching for the buttons of his top.

The Next Day

You had received a surprising text from your mom early this afternoon, wanting to talk to you face to face for once after her 3pm meeting. You already knew deep down what this was about. It was time for her "review" of how you did during the event last night. Honestly you've been shitting bricks in the past few hours before you'd have to go and meet her, praying to God she didn't find out you snuck off with Shuji.

But unfortunately, that was exactly what she wanted to talk about...

"There was a toast held at the end of the event, but I didn't see you with Ken. Now that I think about it, I barely saw you with Ken at all last night. Then at one point you were just nowhere to be found altogether."

Your heart sinks to the pit of your stomach. She knows...

"Remember, I had sent a text saying I got a migraine?" You ask shakily, cursing at yourself for the way you looked so nervous...so obvious. Her expression stays stony, she didn't believe you for a second.

"Is that why you were running like crazy out of the back of the mansion, and with some boy on top of that?" She questions knowingly, folding her hands over her dark wood desk.

You could feel the color leave your face as her words ring and echo throughout your mind. "Ma, he's just a friend." You assure. How did she even see you guys leave together?!

"I bet he is, Y/N." The way she says your name makes you flinch. There was not an ounce of affection in her tone. "Have you been sleeping with him?" She interrogates, her eyes on fire with anger.

Every question she asks she obviously already knows the answer to, so what's the point in even trying to lie? If you say no you'll just piss her off even more. At this point your bags might as well already be packed and waiting outside of your dorm with the suite key resting right on top.

"I-I'm sorry..." You murmur, your eyes already starting to blur with tears. Your face feels so hot, and your heart is pounding against your chest. Your mom let's out a dry chuckle, shaking her head as she looks down at her hands.

"I can't even look at you right now. Have you lost your mind?!" She seethes, still shaking her head in disappointment. Your heart clenches in your chest at her harsh words. You wanted to argue, maybe yell and tell her off, but you couldn't. The embarrassment of being caught, and by your mother of all people, is eating you alive.

"Help me understand something, are you here to dance or are you here to just fool around and sleep with whoever you feel like?" She asks bitterly, finally looking up at you. Now that one cut deep. Your brows couldn't help but furrow slightly in offense. What's she trying to say, you're not putting in any work and just running around campus whoring it up?!

"I'm here to dance." You respond, your voice shaking with too many high intensity emotions swirling around at a time. "That's not what it seemed like last night-

"Ma, you aren't even ever around me to see how much work I do." You cut in, trying to keep your tone as respectful as possible, "I-..I don't wanna be with Ken." You finally admit. A single rapid tear falls down your cheek as you look up at your mom with pleading eyes. "I don't care about him! I can still do great in school without having to be with him-

"We've already been through why the two of you need to stay together!" She yells over you. You jump at her tone, eyes going wide. She's never yelled at you like this before, not ever.

"You are supposed to be perfect, do you hear me?! I told you what would happen if I caught you fooling around-

"Ma!"

"No, you're done, Y/N! You're not gonna waste my time and money messing around all through college-

"But I'm not! I haven't even failed a single class!" You throw your hands up exasperatedly.

"But you missed one! And I'm pretty sure it wasn't because of a "migraine"." She chides. How did she even know that...?

"I-..missing one class and failing a class isn't the same thing! You literally said last night I'm one of the top dancers at this school! Ma, you really thought in the whole four years of me being here that I wouldn't eventually meet someone I actually like over Ken?! I can't help how I feel about someone!" You rant through frustrated tears, not even registering the fact that you went and verbally acknowledged that you have genuine feelings for Shuji. "I just don't understand why I have to be with Ken specifically in order to be perfect or successful! I can do this without him! He's the one falling apart! Why isn't he here?!"

"Ken isn't the one causing problems! Ken was exactly where he was supposed to be last night, and Ken doesn't complain about why he needs to be with you!" She argues.

You let out a puff of frustrated air, wiping your tears with the backs of your hands. What the hell does it matter if I wasn't at the last few moments of the donor event?! You're pretty sure Mr. Fujioka is not having a heart attack and freaking out over the fact that one person happened to not be there for the toast. Ken is so lucky you aren't the throw folks under the bus type, because if you wanted to you could air him out right to both of your parents. You're over here taking the full heat when he's not even in the clear himself. He should be standing here right next to you.

"I'm telling you Y/N, if I catch you with that boy or any other boy that isn't Ken again, you're packing your bags, do you understand?" She threatens, her tone low and as serious as it gets. You look to the side angrily, opting for a simple head nod and short "Yes" before making your way out of her office.

You'd wandered off around campus, finding a secluded spot in the dance department staircase near the girls locker room way in the back hallway, crying to yourself pitifully with your head resting on your knees. You put your phone on 'do not disturb', not wanting to be bothered by anyone's text or calls or social media notifications.

Almost a bit over thirty minutes had gone by with you sitting there sulking on the steps, until the sensation of someone patting your right shoulder startled you. You jump, letting out a mix between a yelp and a deep gasp as you look up.

A familiar face is sitting on the stairs next to you, but there's no name you could begin to even think of to attach to it. You look him over with a scrutinizing gaze, eyes trailing down from his medium length hair, black framed glasses, and those dirty converse sneakers.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. You seemed down so I figured I'd come and comfort you." The guy shrugs with a small smile. Your heart instantly sinks to your feet. This was that same exact guy from the water fountain a hot minute ago! The uneasy feeling you'd felt from back then was back with full force, sitting on your shoulders like weights.

"Uhhh, thanks. I-I was kinda hoping I could actually be left alone for a while though..." You answer cautiously yet too emotionally exhausted to really shield the annoyance in your tone. "Oh, I understand. But, I also wanted to tell you that you had left your water bottle in the hallway the last time I saw you; so I thought I'd hand it back to you." He chuckles awkwardly, revealing your bright pink water bottle from behind him.

Wait, what?

The cogs immediately start turning in your head. You were a thousand percent sure you didn't leave your water bottle, and in the hallway of all places?! You have a few other water bottles in different colors, so sometimes it can be a little hard to keep up with which one you have at a time...but never have you ever left an item just sitting in a hallway.

"Oh, thank you. I...guess I didn't even realize I'd lost it." You answer apprehensively with an awkward chuckle, slowly taking the bottle from him as you wipe some of the left over tears off your cheeks.

"No problem! I filled it up with water and everything; good as new." He beams, gesturing towards the bottle. It was indeed filled all the way to the brim, ice cold, just as you like it...

"I see." You say softly, lifting the rubber straw and taking a few big sips just to cool off from the argument you had earlier. "Uuum, to be honest I feel bad 'cause I can't really remember what your name was." You give him an apologetic smile.

"Fumihiro Miyagawa. My name's kind of easy to forget, huh?" He jokes awkwardly.

"No no, I just-..I can just be forgetful sometimes; I'm sorry." You stammer, trying not to offend him any further.

"It's alright, I understand." He shrugs, adjusting his glasses. Then the two of you fall into a deep silence, making your skin crawl.

"Uhh, well do you have any classes today?" You ask, feeling more uncomfortable by the silence than when he speaks.

"No, I'm free all day today. That's why I was able to come find you." He replies pleasantly. The words "come find you"  didn't sit well for some reason. You weren't in a very conspicuous spot, as this staircase just leads up to an equipment room near the girls locker room. How'd he even think to come search over here?

Then there's the night you ran into this guy in the first place. He was by the girls locker room that time too. It's not like it would make sense, as the mens' locker room is on the whole opposite side of the hallway, down by the entrance of the dance department building. It was separated for the purpose of keeping everyone safe.

Safe....yeah that's the word. You don't feel safe around him.

"Oh ok." You nod slowly, "Are you also a dance major?"

"Me?! No no, I'm the epitome of ungraceful; nothing like you." He chuckles, giving you a sharp chill that went down your spine. You chuckle a little in response, though it came out slightly forced and extremely stiff. That last part didn't really sit right, nor was it flattering.

Nothing like me...

What does he mean nothing like you?

Wait wait, let's not jump to conclusions...

"Well, I should probably get going." You state before standing up and taking another few sips from your water bottle, "Thanks again for bringing back my bottle, uh, Miyagawa." You smile politely with a short wave goodbye, not even bothering to wait for his response as you make your way out of the now creepy staircase.

You head out of the dance department building and decide to just take a little mind-calming walk around campus before heading back to your dorm suite. It was ironically a very sunny, clear skied day, the complete opposite of how you were feeling.

"Maybe I could see what Kei's doing..." You whisper to yourself. It's been a good while since the last time you got to talk to Keisuke, and it wasn't for the best of reasons. It would be good to have some time with a trusted friend. You whip out your phone, sending him a quick "Imu🥺 let's hang" text.

Best Friend #1👩🏾‍🤝‍👨🏻 I was literally just thinkin bout u kid!!! I'm hangin by the lil fountain statue thingy near the gym wit some friends Come thru

Y/N Yaaaay🥹 I'm omw 🏃🏾‍♀️

You smile to yourself, placing your phone back in your pocket as you head over to the fountain by the gym. It's about eight minutes away from the dance department where you'd just come from, so it's not really a hike.

You take another sip of water from your bottle, rubbing your left eye with your other hand. "What the-..." You trail off, brows furrowing in heavy confusion.

What the hell was up with your vision? You slow your walking to a stop in the middle of the pavement, trying to rub your eyes without making them hurt from the pressure. After a bit of rubbing you just shake it off, assuming maybe it was just an oncoming headache or something and continue on to meet up with Keisuke.

It was the three of them hanging by the fountain, Keisuke, Hanma, and Kazutora. Keisuke was the second to spot you stumbling around a few feet away. Hanma had moved so fast Kei didn't even realize what the hell was his problem until he noticed you, and Kazutora was completely lost as he's the only one who doesn't know you.

"Hey. What the hell is goin' on with you?!" Shuji asks, more to himself than to you as you nearly collapse to the ground. Had he come even seconds later you would have fallen over right on the ground.

"Heeeey?" You mutter, brows furrowing, looking at him like you were trying to recognize who he was. Keisuke trails behind, finally coming up to you with his eyes filled with concern.

"What happened? Are you alright?!" He questions.

"I-I feel-...I feel like-..." You stutter, seemingly forgetting your sentence after the first two to three words every time you attempt to answer.

"Hey, is she ok? Did she faint?" Kazutora comes in last, looking you over.

There was a trail of your things leading to where you'd nearly collapsed, your phone a few feet away, and your water bottle sitting in the grass right next to the pavement.

"Hot. 'S hot..." You groan. It really was hot, like, excruciatingly hot. Then abruptly, you frown, weakly pushing yourself out of Shuji's arms. "Go 'way..." You mutter, barely able to keep yourself upright. "Whooooooaaaaa!" You outburst loudly, looking all around you with wide eyes. Everything looked particularly vibrant, but it was somehow kind of slowly spinning...or twisting? Maybe both. It was making you feel nauseous. Keisuke, Shuji, and Kazutora all exchange the same looks of realization.

"Should I call an ambulance?! Maybe we should get her to the hospital or something." Keisuke says worriedly. With a slurred "K bye" you attempt to walk off down the sidewalk, immediately toppling over.

"Hey hey hey! Hold on!" Shuji grabs you once again, this time picking you up in his arms to make sure you don't hurt yourself.

"Oooo! You-...you're so strong." You slur with a girly giggle, placing your hands over your cheeks with a wide smile.

"She's out of it." He shakes his head, looking at you with a frown.

"Let's take her to the hospital." Kazutora says, going and grabbing your phone and water bottle. Keisuke grabs his keys instantly, Shuji and Kazutora following close behind him as they head to the parking lot. "I feel sooooo nice." You hum blissfully, laying your head lazily against Shuji's chest.

"Shhh, don't talk." Shuji commands softly. The deep tone of his voice makes a sudden sensual chill go down your spine. "Mmmm, you're beautiful." You compliment, looking up at him with heavily lustful eyes. "I wanna have sex." You add flirtatiously with another giggle. Both Keisuke and Kazutora's mouths drop in astonishment, looking at you like you grew two more heads..

"What did you take?!" Shuji questions, looking down at you utterly bewildered. You stay quiet for a moment, then randomly...you black out, your entire body going limp in Shuji's arms.

You were out for a bit over two minutes before you jolt awake just as the guys made it to Keisuke's car. Soft, fearful whimpers escape your dry-feeling lips, looking around frantically as you didn't recognize where you were. "I-I'm scared! I'm scared!"

"I'm right here angel, I got you. We're gonna get you to the hospital, ok?" Shuji says softly, holding you close as he gets into the back. Kazutora stays up front with Keisuke.

"You think she might've gotten drugged?" Kazutora asks Kei in a hushed tone, looking over the water bottle you were carrying with a skeptical gaze. "Definitely. Nothing else makes sense." Keisuke answers instantly. He speeds out of the lot like a bat out of hell, using one hand on the steering wheel while the other searches up the fastest route to the nearest hospital on google maps.

You weren't conscious for too long, only a few short minutes of feeling nothing but pure anxiousness before you blacked out yet again.

"She keeps passing out." Shuji says worriedly, adjusting you to keep your head from falling back in a weird way. Then, practically giving him a heart attack, your body starts convulsing. His eyes go wide, nearly dropping you onto the seat of the car from the way your body's jerking so violently. "Y/N! Y/N!?" He calls out to you, but he honestly had zero clue what to do, too scared to do anything else in fear it might make things worse.

"Oh my god, she's havin' a seizure!" Kazutora gasps, looking back from the front passenger seat.

"Are you serious?! What the hell is going on?!" Keisuke facepalms.

"Hurry the fuck up, Baji!" Shuji shouts frantically.

"I'm going as fast as I can! We're gonna get pulled over if I go any faster!" 1 Hour Later

It was like a blur, everything that had happened. Just as Keisuke said, he was pulled over by the cops. He realized then it was stupid not to just call an ambulance, but thankfully, the police gave him an escort, letting him drive as fast as needed to get you to the hospital.

Once you all arrived they quickly took you back to the ER, leaving the three of them out in the waiting area to be questioned by the police. Kazutora, Shuji, and Keisuke alike all realized how bad of a look this probably was. Three guys with one girl who happens to be the only one drugged. Kazutora's questioning was the shortest, as he's just now meeting you therefore didn't have too much information on the matter. Next up was Keisuke.

"I'm her best friend. We go to the same school. The only reason I even found her like this was 'cause she had texted that she wanted to meet up and come hang with me." Keisuke explains calmly.

"So who are these guys?" The officer who's badge shows his name is Kimura asks.

"They're my friends. They were already with me when Y/N texted me. We were by our campus's water fountain outside."

"You ever want to be more than friends with her?" The officer questions bluntly.

"No, she's like family to me. She has a boyfriend already anyways." Kei shakes his head.

"And where's her boyfriend? That him?" Officer Kimura nods his head towards Shuji who happened to be carrying her inside the hospital.

"No no, her boyfriend's Ken Ryuguji. He also goes to our school, but he wasn't with her when she came to see me."

"Hm, alright. That's enough for now." Kimura nods.

Keisuke sighs exasperatedly, going back to his seat in the waiting room as the officer calls up Shuji next. With a tired huff, Shuji makes his way over to the officer standing by the hallway that the nurses had previously taken you down on a stretcher.

"I'm just gonna ask a few questions, alright?" Officer Kimura begins. "Are you close with the victim?"

Something about the officer calling you a victim made Shuji's heart sink to his feet. "...Kind of." He says wearily.

"I'll need something more specific than kind of. What's kind of?" Officer Kimura presses.

"We're close." He answers shortly.

"Friends?" The officer raises a brow.

"Yeah." Shuji sighs. He genuinely wasn't sure how to answer that question yet just went with friends as to keep things simple.

"Has there ever been a point you were more than friends? Ever dated before or thought about it?"

Shuji's jaw clenches in annoyance, already knowing where the officer was going with those questions.

"We're just friends." He clarifies again, his tone coming across a bit more sharp than he intended.

"Alright. Have you noticed anyone suspicious around her?" He asks, changing topics.

Shuji thinks for a second, but can't really think of any particular person. Usually when you're with him it's literally just the two of you, so there's never really a moment where other people are around.

"No." He answers, then pauses, brows furrowing in thought. "Wait..."

I'm at the water fountain fillin' up my bottle and all of a sudden this random ass, quiet ass guy just appeared.

It was just the weirdest thing ever, and the way he wasn't trynna let go of my hand...

"No wait. I-...she once told me about some guy that asked her on a date. She said she was really uncomfortable 'cause he wasn't letting go of her hand or something. But, that was weeks ago now." Shuji explains.

"Did she say anything else about him? His appearance? Where she met him?" Officer Kimura asks.

Shit...he couldn't remember all those tiny details. But for you, he'd do anything to remember every last bit.

"I think she said a water fountain was where he came up to her. She was about to go to dance practice, so she was in the dance department."

"Alright, that's good enough for now. Your friend brought the water bottle she had with her to the hospital. We have the nurses taking a sample and testing for any drugs in the water bottle, but it can be assumed that it was highly likely a date rape drug. We can't really investigate any further without the victim's consent though." Kimura informs.

Date rape drug....

Those three words from the officer's mouth rings loudly like alarm bells in Shuji's mind. "Wait, what?"

"Date rape drugs are popular as they have no scent or color, and most can easily dissolve into drinks going almost completely undetected." He adds. Shuji's heart sinks to his chest. All he can manage is a short head nod in response, feeling too sick to his stomach to give any sort of verbal reply.

"Depending on what kind of drug is in her system, it may take a while before any of you can see her. I'd stock up on snacks to hold you guys off if you're gonna stay till she wakes up." Officer Kimura suggests, giving Shuji an apologetic look and pat on the shoulder before heading over to his colleagues standing near the front desk of the hospital.

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It was so bright when your eyes finally fluttered open. Off white colored walls, and two women you couldn't recognize for the life of you. Once the brightness settled down a bit you could finally take in what was going on, and where you were.

"Y/N? Hi, you've been unconscious for some time. My name is Dr. Chen." A short haired brunette woman states with a soft smile, leaning over you. She's a nurse, you finally conclude, and the second woman was as well. The second nurse seems to be checking out your vitals on the annoying beeping machine. The beeps came around in fairly long spaced intervals, worrying you a little.

"W-what happened?" You ask wearily. Oof, you felt so nauseous.

"Unfortunately, we found a substantial amount of GHB in your system." She explains with an apologetic tone.

"What?!" Your heart sinks in your chest. You had zero clue what GHB meant, but clearly it didn't sound good. "What is that?"

"Gamma hydroxybutyrate, it's an illegal drug. It was mixed into your water bottle you were carrying with you today." Dr. Chen clarifies.

Your brows furrow in deep confusion, then a sudden heavy feeling of anxiousness washes over you as you realize you don't know what she's talking about.

"W-what water bottle? I don't-...I've never taken drugs. I don't have anything illegal-

"Don't worry, you're not in any trouble with the police. We can begin a more thorough investigation with your con-

"Investigation?! W-What's going on?!" You ramble fearfully, your monitor to the right of you showing your heart rate starting to spike. Immediately your chest rises and falls rapidly, starting to hyperventilate as your memories seem damn near void. You couldn't remember anything from today, not even the shortest glimpse.

"Please, try to stay calm. It's normal not to remember anything, as that's one of the major effects of this drug. We're going to take this one step at a time." Dr. Chen assures in a calming tone.

Your vision blurs as involuntary hot tears start streaming down your face.

"Are you feeling any pain anywhere? Any pain around your lower body?"

It didn't go unnoticed by you the way she specifically inquired about your lower body being in pain. "N-no. I don't think I really feel anything right now." You answer shakily, attempting to stay calm but the fact that you were on some kind of drug and could barely feel your body just made everything ten times worse.

"Do your muscles feel tired? Relaxed? It's normal if your feeling fatigued."

Your brows furrow again, unable to keep up with her words even though it wasn't even much that she said. All of this was just too overwhelming.

"You're alright. Take as much time as you need to respond." She soothes. "For now there's no pain, yes?"

"Mhm." You nod as a few tears roll down your cheeks.

"Ok good. You have three friends here that have been waiting for you to wake up. Do you feel ready to see them?" Dr. Chen asks.

"Friends?"

"Yes, they're the ones that brought you here. Would you feel comfortable with seeing maybe just one at a time?" She suggests.

You nod hesitantly, not sure at all who these three friends are.

"Ok." She nods, then heads out of the room with the other nurse trailing behind her with a clipboard. A few minutes go by of silence, before finally someone walks in.

"Hey kid. You alright?"

You gasp, the tears you had went and wiped away restarting all over again. "Kei!" You sob, breaking down as he comes over and gives you an affectionate hug. It hurt you that you could barely manage to just raise your arms a little to wrap around him, still too drugged up to function.

"I'm scared..." You murmur weakly into his royal blue shirt.

"I know, me too, but you're gonna be alright." He comforts, resting his head on top of yours.

"I don't remember anything. I don't know what happened to me."

"You were drugged by someone. They put something in your water bottle you had with you; things got pretty bad for a second." He explains a bit vaguely, pulling away from the hug to go and sit on your little hospital bed. Keisuke didn't really want to go into too much detail about what happened to you just in case it might scare you even more. 

"All I know is, you were literally on your way to come meet up with me by the fountain near the gym on campus and like...you just collapsed. Or well Hanma caught you but, had he not seen it, you would've went straight down." He adds softly.

"Ha-hanma?"

"Yeah, he's here too. I didn't know you knew him." Kei states with his brows furrowed. "He was really freakin' out about you, I was...shocked. I've never seen him like that."

"Is Ken here too?" You ask wearily. If Ken's here and sees Shuji it'll definitely be a problem, and you absolutely did not have the energy to deal with that situation.

"Uh no actually, it's just me, Hanma, and my friend Kazutora. You don't know him yet though."

"Thank God..." You sigh, a wave of relief washing over you at that. "How long have I been here? What day is it?"

"It hasn't been that long, like a few hours now. It's still Tuesday." He assures.

"Oh, Tuesday..." You nod slowly. It bothered you that you couldn't even remember at least what day it is. Would any memories of today even come back once the drug has fully left your system? You doubted it.

"Do you wanna see Hanma now? I can go get 'em?" Kei offers. "Cause...he really wants to see you." He adds, sounding shocked by his own words. 

Before you could give a response, Dr. Chen walks back in, coming over to you on the other side of the hospital bed by the vitals monitor.

"I'm sorry, but could you give us one second? You can come back in or have another friend come in after, but I have a few personal questions for Y/N." Dr. Chen says politely.

"Yeah, yeah for sure. I'll be back, alright?" Kei says softly, giving you a friendly pat on your arm before heading out of the room. You frown watching him leave, heartbeat pounding just a bit harder as the anxiousness you were previously feeling starts to settle back in.

"GHB is a very common drug known as a date rape drug. We believe you may have been sexually assaulted."

Your blood runs cold all through your system, eyes going wide in terror. You we too frozen to even speak, it was like your mind was refusing to process and accept that. The fact that you couldn't even remember anything made it worse. You couldn't tell if this really happened or not, and if no memories come back, you really may never know.

"I'm truly very sorry about this." She states somberly with a heavy sigh. "So, Y/N, there's a few steps we could take depending on what you wanna do. The first option is a forensic exam where we can test for any STI's, pregnancy, sexual assault evidence, injuries, and things like that that can help you. For example, the water bottle your friend brought to the police is how we found where the drug came from. That's a great piece of evidence. We can also, with your consent, collect clothing items, as well as do some bodily tests for any other evidence should you choose to go forward with a police investigation." She explains slowly, her tone professional yet kind.

"The next option is that we can keep everything strictly confidential. No information will be released to the police if that's what you choose is the way you want to go. The only information they have about this is what they found out from your friends after they were questioned. They were pulled over while taking you here, so naturally the police wanted to ask them a few questions." She adds.

"But, if I don't tell the police anything, they won't figure out who did this, right?" You ask weakly.

"That's right, there'll be no investigation if you choose to keep this confidential." Dr. Chen nods.

"I'll-...I'll do the test then." You reply hesitantly.

"Ok, we'll get you started with that soon. You'll need to sign a few documents just giving your consent before we begin the process. In the meantime would you like for one of your friends to come back again? You can let them know what's going on if you feel comfortable." She suggests.

You simply nod in response, too busy trying to hold back the tears currently beginning to blur your vision.

"Alright." She gives you a small smile, then makes her way out of the room. As soon as she's gone you burst into light sobs, too weak to even wipe your own tears.

How did this happen....?

A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Dang y'all...it got so dramatic. But I hope you guys enjoyed! BIG BOY BAJI IS A REAL ONE OK!!! Real best friend vibes!!! (Kazutora's real too)

#strawberryfairi🧚🏾‍♀️ #a mile away ㊙️ #shuji hanma #shuji hanma x black fem reader #shuji hanma x reader smut #Keisuke baji #ken ryuguji #kazutora hanemiya #shuji hanma x fem reader #tokyo rev #black fem reader #angst

[strawberryfairi]

“I loved you then…back when I knew you”

Synopsis: 💎 When your old high school best friend, and admittedly, first love randomly shows up at your door one morning after a bit over ten years apart, your memories of him that you once locked away comes flooding back. Are you open to hearing him out after all this time? (In other words…will you take your man back or nah?)

♕Pairings: Kazutora X Black Fem Reader 🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ)🛑Content: 18+ Eventual smut, Some grief, Some angst ~Crossposted On: Wattpad & Ao3

w.c. 3.6k💠 Released April 14, 2024

NOTE🧚🏾‍♀️: Things are getting spicy!!! Love this fr

C.W.: Semi-naked, nipple play, mostly foreplay action

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CHAPTER 12; GOOD ENOUGH

Kazutora was bewildered. The question of how did he get here rang in his mind for a while as he laid naked next to you in the soft, plush bed. Well, he knew how he got here, it's just...the fact that he actually managed to get this far, initiating it and pulling it off by himself, he was just...bewildered. If he were being completely honest with himself, he never imagined he'd ever get this far with you just after the first date. Originally all he was hoping for was a simple kiss, but he ended up scoring way more points than he anticipated. Maybe he really should give himself more credit?

Flashback Maybe two hours ago? Tora really doesn't know...

You could tell there was something wrong with him, with the way he's been so quiet and still held on to such a disappointed expression since the ride back to your apartment. The two of you stood out front of your door, a heavy silence hovering over the both of you.

"K, what's goin' on?" You ask softly, brows slightly furrowed in concern. He sighs, not really meeting your gaze.

"I just..wanted today to be perfect-good enough for you, but it ended up being the worst date you've probably ever been on." His tone sounds so defeated and sad, it really pulled on your heart strings.

"No, that's not true! I loved it! All I wanted was to just spend time with you, there's no need for anything to be perfect. Honestly, all the effort you put in to plan this entire day out for me is as perfect as it gets." You smile warmly.

The really was nothing wrong with the how the day went overall, he just seems to be overthinking. It was truly a sweet and well thought-out date. A few hours train ride to walk around this pretty botanical garden you've never been to, topped off with a picnic at the beach just twenty minutes away from the garden. It was all great...though he forgot to factor in just one thing. The weather. It rained as soon as the afternoon hit, and well, as soon as you both  left from the inside part of the garden.

His eyes go wide in complete shock. "Really?"

"Yes, I'm dead serious. It's not often guys put this much genuine thought and creativity into a date; especially not the first one." You assure.

"Well then...would you wanna do another one? Maybe not as hectic next time?" Kazutora asks with a little nervous chuckle.

"Absolutely." You nod, leaning up to give him a kiss on his cheek. "Would you wanna come inside for a while, I mean, since it's still raining pretty bad?" You suggest a bit uncharacteristically shyly, motioning towards the front door of your apartment.

"I-..are you sure? I wouldn't wanna be a bother-

"No, I want you to stay with me."

Something about the way you said that, with your eyes all sparkling up at him like a treasure chest full of shimmering diamonds, made him fold instantly. His thoughts echoed in his mind for a moment, repeating the same phrase.

She wants me to stay with her...

All he could do was just nod as he let you lead him inside your apartment. It was such a different experience from last weekend, when his heart was pounding in fear of how you'd respond to seeing him after such a long time away from you. Now his heart was racing for another reason, one that honestly excited him to the bone.

It's already pretty late, and now the two of you were here alone once again at your place. He hoped and prayed on the inside that he'd be able to build up the guts to finally make a move and kiss you, the same way you smoothly transitioned into that heated make out session with him the last time he was here. Admittedly, you'd somehow became much bolder than him over the years. He remembers way back when the smallest little things would have you blushing and looking off to the side in embarrassment. Ah, how the tables have surely turned.

Kazutora's just standing there in the center of your living room watching as you take off your coat, exposing that pretty floral dress he's been staring at nearly all day.

"You alright?" You snap him out of his daze with your innocent question.

"Y-yeah, sorry." He stammers, shrugging off his own coat and going to hang it up next to you by the little closest he didn't realize was even there until this moment.

"Let's hang out on the couch." You suggest with a lazy shrug, walking over to the cream colored couch, taking off your heels and leaving them by the side of it. Kazutora trails after you, trying yet failing miserably at calming his rapidly beating heart. When he sits down, his heart nearly stops as he looks down at you with wide eyes. You were leaning in so close, reaching a hand over near his waist. Were you already making a move?! He barely sat down for even a second!

But no, no you were not making a move. You were merely reaching for the remote that happened to be on the right of him.

You could have just asked him to grab it...Were you trynna be slick?

If so it was absolutely working to get him flustered like a little school girl. He watches from the corner of his eye as you sigh deeply, waiting for the TV to boot up so you could turn on Netflix.

Every time he's close to you it's like he finds something new to be mesmerized by. Your pretty brown eyes and long curly lashes, the way your hair is always just so big with those cute little coily curls, the way you smile- even how you're sitting so comfortably next to him in that little dress. The warm lights of the living room bounce off of your soft, smooth looking skin-gosh! It's just too much for him all at once. You're too much for him.

"I say we watch something sci-fi like. Whatever Netflix suggests I'll just turn on at random."

Kazutora just nods, not really caring about whatever movie you decide to turn on. His mind was too busy being occupied by you. 💎

Minutes turned into a half an hour turned into a full hour, and still no moves were made. In all this time his heart continues racing, his mind rapidly surging through his pitifully vacant inventory of ideas of how he could smoothly initiate a kiss.

What should he do? Should he hold your hand? Nah nah, that seems so cheesy, and he's not really sure how that would turn into a kiss.

Damn his lack of experience...

There was a sense of urgency that settled into him, time doing nothing but breezing  by as the night continues on. At some point he'd have to leave, and he refused to end the night without a kiss.

His eyes shift over towards you for the millionth time. You look so relaxed compared to him, sitting there next to him with your eyes fixed on the screen, fully invested in whatever was going on in the movie. Kazutora frowns, and the insecurity he's been feeling all day seeps its way back to the forefront of his mind.

I don't even deserve her...

The thought is so quiet yet it sets off the loudest alarms in his mind. You're so beautiful, and smart, and sweet. Basically everything he's not. All these years you've thought of him, and you cared about him even after the way he treated you that night he broke off your friendship. You even went and blessed him with a kiss the very same day he came back to explain himself to you!

On top of that, Kazutora's done some treacherous things-everyone knows that-but you, you're like an angel compared to him. You don't ruin every good thing you get your hands on like he does. Who's to say he won't turn around and hurt you all over again?

Then there's his complete and utter lack of romantic experience. Someone like you deserves a guy that can do all those romantic things for you well, satisfying you, and always being there for you. You should have-

"You ok? Why d'you look so sad?"

The sound of your pretty voice and little hand resting on his breaks his train of depressing thoughts.

"No, no I-..I'm fine." He shrugs nonchalantly.

"You lyin' to me?" You furrow your brows, voice sounding a bit shocked. Kazutora's heart sinks. You're way too observant.

"I'm sorry. It's really nothing." He asures, trying to put on his best pleasant tone. You look at him with a raised brow, clearly not buying it.

"You know, if you're gonna get into the whole lying gig, at least try not to wear your emotions all over your face." You advise softly, looking him right in the eyes. "You're obviously upset, so what's wrong?" You add, grabbing the remote and turning the TV volume down a little.

Kazutora bites his tongue. Sometimes your ability to read people comes along at the worst times. "I just..." He trails off, not wanting to lie but also feeling embarrassed about what was on his mind. "'S it about me? Did I do something?" You ask, eyes glossy with concern.

"No!" He responds faster than he intended. "No, you're...perfect." He sighs.

"It's really about me. Sometimes I...feel like I don't deserve to be around you." He admits somberly, not even bothering to look up at you. "What do you mean?! You can be around me! It's been so long!" You furrow your brows, placing your hand on his arm. "I know but, I mean, look at me. I'm nothing like you, you're so-

"So happy that you're in my life again. I understand after what went down between us years ago that you probably feel guilty still, but I already told you I forgave you for that. I like being around you; I love it even. All day I was just happy to do things with you like back then."

Kazutora's heart clenched tightly in his chest. Your words ring out in his mind like pretty wedding bells. For a while he was completely speechless.

She loves being around me...

He figured after such an endearing little speech like that, and with the way his heart felt so light and warm, this had to be his chance. Without another thought, Kazutora hesitantly leans in, placing his lips onto yours in a gentle kiss,..and you respond so fast. Your hand on his arm slides upwards until it rests on his shoulder, pulling him in a bit closer.

A heavy sense of triumph rests on Kazutora's shoulders, like a prince being crowned king, adorned with an opulent, long red and gold cape. Finally he made a move, and now he wants more. Your lips, your touch, your voice-just everything. Damn, you have so much power over him. You make him feel so weak yet so strong all at once, it's overwhelming.

Boldly, Kazutora takes the kiss a step further, placing his hands on your waist as his tongue eases its way passed the gateway of your lips. His cheeks turn deep pink as a little, airy moan from you vibrates against his lips. His thumbs gently caress your sides over the fabric of your pretty floral dress, the bottom now scrunched around your knees. You start to come closer, allowing Kazutora's hands to guide you further onto his lap. Using your hand on his shoulder to keep yourself stable, the other reaches for the hem of your dainty dress, hiking it up to your thighs as you sit down, your legs straddling either side of him.

Slowly you pull away, both of you breathing heavily as you look him in the eyes. "Still think you don't deserve me?" You ask in amusement. Your soft voice sounds like a song to him. "It's hard to think at all when you're on top of me like this." He admits with a bashful chuckle. Your light laughter joins in with his, making his cheeks darken even further.

"Do you like me on top of you like this?" You ask him playfully, enjoying the adorable look on his face. "Yeah." He says with a slight strained rasp. It was a miracle his voice didn't crack. His short lived moment of boldness was quickly disappearing on him. "I like it too. A lot." You whisper, sending an electric shock wave all throughout his body. The two of you lean in at nearly the same time, lips meeting each other half way for another passionate kiss.

This time your hands can't help but start to wander, slowly trailing downwards from his shoulders to his chest. A light giggle comes from you, hearing him let out a little gasp and tighten his grip around your waist. With a small grin you pull away from his rosy lips, plastering sweet kisses along his chiseled jawline then down to his neck, right on top of his tiger tattoo.

"I've always wanted to do this." You hum, the warmth of your breath tickling his neck. Kazutora feels himself visibly shudder, his heart beating so vehemently he was sure it was trying to force its way out of his chest. He didn't know kisses on his neck would feel so good. Instantly his breathing becomes heavier- breathier, subconsciously turning his head to give you more access. You react to him so quickly, spurred on by the low, sensual sounds he was making- alternating between kissing and sucking gently.

Kazutora feels hot all over, so damn hot, and what you're doing to him is even hotter. His eyes are closed, brows furrowed as he tries with everything in him to keep his moans more on the quiet side. He feels your soft moan and sigh against his skin as you plant another wet kiss on his tattoo, and then, your lips drag upwards until you reach his ear and whisper so seductively "I want you."

He nearly winces at the way his heart aggressively skips a beat in his chest. There's no way he heard you right. You want him? For real?!

"M-me?" He stammers dumbly, embarrassing himself.

"Mhm." You giggle lightly, pulling back so you could look at him. His light brown eyes are wide open, lips parted in shock.

"You mean like...?" He asks hesitantly. He had a pretty good feeling what you meant, it's just he couldn't believe it was true.

"You know what I mean." You answer softly, fiddling around with the hem of his shirt. Kazutora's gaze shifts down at your fingers messing with his top then back up to your pretty eyes.

"Do you want me?"

Your words unlock something deep inside him. For years he's never had anything close to a moment like this with you; or any girl for that matter. He's never had the chance to know what it feels like to be touched by someone else, only ever accustomed to the pleasures he'd give to himself. He realizes there's a whole world he's never had a chance to explore, of lust and sensuality and desire with another person- the world that you were more than willing to show him, right here-right now. The feelings he'd been so nervous and self-conscious to show had risen to the surface. He wants you bad, so bad he doesn't even bother to respond with words.

Without even a second of hesitation, Kazutora's hand slips behind your neck, locking you in place as he pulls you into a kiss that sets your whole body ablaze. This was different from before, he was less timid this time, less reluctant. It didn't take words to understand that his response was clearly and undoubtedly yes. He puts his all behind this kiss, leaving behind any lingering shreds of apprehensiveness.

Both of you moved with a particular desperation, like an itch you just couldn't reach. Your movements are impulsive, hands swiftly making their way underneath his cotton fabric shirt, and roaming around his muscular torso wherever your fingertips pleased. Kazutora follows your lead, his hands trailing down your back and resting on your plush thighs, barely covered by your lifted dress. Your skin is so smooth, so soft against his calloused hands. In perfect harmony you moan together, the mellow hums reverberating against each others lips.

You were becoming impatient, you needed more. Swiftly you take his hands from your thighs, dragging them over your body as you pull away from the kiss. He locks eyes with you, watching intently like a dedicated student as you bring his hands to the straps of your dress, eyes going wide in a conjunction of nervous excitement. Your heart is racing, feeling heat rise to your cheeks as the shyness kicks in.

He notices you hesitate, your gaze shifting downwards at the little flower designs on your dress, hands still resting atop his. It seems at the same time the awareness that there'd truly be no going back from this point hovered between the two of you. You both realize that, this entire time, you two were never really friends. It was always something more, but back then the both of you were too shy-too innocent to act on it. And now, a bit more than a decade later, there's nothing to hold either of you back; not anymore.

The sudden sensation of his fingers lightly dragging the left spaghetti strap of your dress off of your shoulder makes your heart jump. You raise your head, looking up into his eyes shyly. He continues, taking your other strap and shifting it off your right shoulder, looking up at you with his eyes ablaze with desire. Though his movements are slow, he seems braver than you in this moment. His pointer finger dips between the valley of your breasts, pulling down on the heart shaped neckline of your dress, exposing the upper half of you.

Kazutora sucks in a breath, his face piping hot as he takes in the sight of you. It was nearly killing him looking at you like this, sitting on top of him, half naked and shy. You're too damn cute, and beautiful, and sexy all at the same time. He wonders for a moment how that's even possible.

"Your staring is making me nervous..." You admit softly, turning your head to the side as you cross your arms over your exposed chest. "Sorry. I-I just-...you look beautiful." He fumbles for the right words, taking your arms and removing them from your torso. His mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts that he can barely keep up with, he could hardly manage to speak. He wanted to grab your pretty breasts, squeeze them, lick them- suck on those pretty, pebbled nipples.

So he does just that. Shakily his hands cup your breasts, eliciting a soft gasp from your lips. Damn, they're even softer than he imagined. Instinctually his thumbs raise to your nipples, lightly brushing over them and watching attentively for your reaction. An airy moan like a soft whisper reaches his ears, echoing through his mind like a song on repeat. He needs to hear it again.

He runs his thumbs back and forth against your nipples, basking in the way your brows slightly crease together, and the way your chest rises and falls with every labored breath you take. You seem sensitive here, every little movement gives him the prettiest reactions. He takes things a bit further, leaning forward and giving your left nipple a gentle kitten lick. That makes you gasp, and moan even louder than before, and he loves it. He licks another time, and once more, swirls his tongue around your bud like a lollipop, then takes your soft nipple between his lips. At this moment Kazutora swears he could die like this, it's just so perfect.

No, you're so perfect.

The way your hands run through his long hair, resting there and slightly pulling him closer-ughh, it's turning him on such an indecent amount. His free hand snakes across your waist, shifting you towards him as much as possible. Then your hips move on their own, steadily grinding into his ever growing erection. He sucks in a breath, hands quickly grabbing your hips in a tight grasp as he sets his attention on your other breast. Unconsciously, your hips are guided back and forth by his hands, the friction utterly dizzying.

Kazutora trails his tongue hungrily from the valley of your breasts up to your neck, scattering light kisses and gently sucking all along the way. Softly you pull away from him, tugging on his shirt to signal you want it off. He obliges, leaning up from the couch so you could lift his shirt over his head. Seconds after you throw his shirt to the side your lips are crashing together in a needy kiss. The feeling of your bare chest against his has him damn near seeing stars. And then, you pull away, whispering breathlessly into his ear "Wanna go to my room?"

A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Stoooop Ik y'all are mad at me, the cliffhanger is HEINOUS😭 But don't worry I'm cooking up the next chapter right neeooooow👩🏾‍🍳

#strawberryfairi🧚🏾‍♀️ #back when i knew you #kazutora x black fem reader #fem reader #kazutora x reader smut #kazutora x fem reader smut #kazutora hanemiya #tokyo rev #black female writer #let me cook y'all #cliffhanger

[strawberryfairi]

Synopsis✨: The story of how you catch heavy feelings for the hot photography student, Shuji Hanma…even though you already have the perfect (fake) boyfriend.

Pairings: Photography Student! Shuji Hanma X Dance Major! Black Fem 🤎 Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️)  Content: Drama, lots of denial, angst, sneaky link, lots of cheating, mutual pining, unserious Shuji, controlling parents, forced relationships, romance, fighting, porn with a good plot vibes, intense sexual tension, etc (just find out the rest lol)

w.c: 5.4k💠 Released: April 8, 2024

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NOTE: Lmk if you want to be put on a taglist for this story y'all! You can inbox or comment under this post! But anywayssssss here's chapter 8 ❤︎

C.W: None

8; Stolen Away 偷偷溜走

3 Weeks Later (Next Month)

Tonight is a very..."special" evening for you and Ken. The two of you are currently riding together in an Uber to the private event being held at some random rich dudes mansion. Apparently he's some donor that's going to be slamming bucket loads of money onto the university. Why? Not really sure, then again, you don't really care.

On one hand you were really not excited about having to spend time around your mom and Ken's dad. The two of them together are just....ugh. Nitpicking and ridiculing every little thing the two of you do. Not holding hands? Problem. Not mingling enough? Problem. Mingling a little too much? Problem. It's freakin' ridiculous.

But of course, as usual, you suck it up and play nice. Something you're honestly very quickly getting tired of doing these days. But on the bright side, you look amazing, wearing a black mermaid style gown with silver sequins that form roses all over. A deep plunge, halter top design draws the eyes to your prominent collarbones, fully bare back, and cleavage. Black patent leather heels, with a diamonte small purse, finished with diamond drop earrings and a silver arm cuff around your left arm. In other words you're eating.

Now was this look possibly a little too sexy for such an event? Yeah, but it's a gown you've never gotten a chance to wear yet, so here you are. Your hair is up in a defined high puff ponytail, your bangs out in the front framing your face. Your hair kind of looked like Tinkerbell in your opinion, but the afro hair version.

When the two of you walked in together you quickly got into character, a small smile on your face as you look around the home. The lights are dim, not too dim, but definitely setting a vibe. A grand crystal chandelier greets you immediately upon walking through the front door, followed by a staircase that curls slightly leading to the next floor. The ceilings are high, and the house's color scheme consisted of deep red and gold. It's definitely an old home, maybe a pass down. There's soft music that plays in the background, Neo-classical style piano. It's an alright choice, Post-romantic style music would've fit the vibe better, but that's just you.

"Ahh! There they are!" Your ears perk at the sound of Ken's father's voice coming from the living room to the right. Ken sucks in a breath, trying to maintain the polite smile on his face as he leads you over and into the mix.

"Hey dad." He says softly, letting go of your hand to give him a guyish hug.

"Mr. Fujioka, I'd like you to meet my son Ken Ryuguji and his lovely girlfriend." His father smiles proudly, gesturing towards the two of you.

So this is the one that's donating to the school. Mr. Fujioka is an older man, grey hairs slicked back nicely with an expensive looking navy blue suit on. He has deep brown eyes, and a surprisingly kind smile. "It's nice to meet you sir. Thanks for having us here." Ken replies curtly, shaking the rich man's hand.

"Good evening Mr. Fujioka. It's a pleasure to meet you." You speak up finally, meeting his extended hand half way.

"The pleasure is all mine", Mr. Fujioka starts before leaning over towards Ken's right ear, lowering his voice down, "Now this beautiful woman right here's a keeper. Don't mess up what you've got, son." He advises, chuckling lightly as he leans away.

"I-I won't, sir." Ken actually blushes, surprising you more than the fact that this rich man was so kind.

Ken's dad continues small talk conversation with Mr. Fujioka, the two of them walking around together and inevitably blending into the mix of people. "Let's get a drink or somethin'." Ken says softly, already taking your hand and heading further into the house.

You notice a bunch of professors are here at this event, some mingling amongst each other with glasses of champagne in hand. To be honest, this whole thing was pretty boring. It's nothing but small talk conversations and bougie laughter all over the place. Everyone's standing around boasting about who's getting promoted and the board's new ideas to make the school a better experience.

At some point you had gotten sucked in to a conversation with the president of the university, a woman named Noriko Sato, while Ken was stopped by one of his professors. "H-hello Ms. Sato." You greet shyly, feeling a little nervous since this is the second time you've ever had a conversation with her, and the majority of it was just her talking to your mom while you just stood there awkwardly.

The woman can be a bit stony at times, and very bougie. Her smiles are always forced, and she has such a tight assed personality. Tonight she's wearing a forest green suit, (expensive looking like everyone else) and popped with white, and lastly, her signature red bottom heels. Her brunette hair is short, a bob look, with her bangs cut in a curtain style.

"Good evening. How are you?" She asks politely.

"Oh I'm good, how are you?" You answer with a more upbeat smile.

"I'm doing well." She replies softly with a nod, taking a tiny sip from her champagne glass.

A silence falls between the two of you, a very awkward one to be exact. You weren't really sure what to say to her, seeing as small talk isn't really your strong suit. Like, what else do you say after 'hey, how are you'? Nice weather we're having?! That's so cringy.

Then, with annoyingly perfect timing, your mom finally shows up.

"Sato! I'm so glad to run into you, and with my daughter no less!" Your mom beams, appearing from behind Ms. Sato.

"M/N, so good to see you tonight." Ms. Sato says with a smile, a bit more of a genuine smile than the one she had given you just seconds ago.

"Hi sweetie." Your mom says plainly, just as she joins your side.

"Hey ma." You smile, a sort of crooked smile as you try to keep your composure. This is the first time you've seen her in a bit over an entire month and she didn't even bother to give you a hug or anything. Just a weak ass greeting. You nearly wanted to explode at her, rant about how she needs to explain to you why she wasn't at the homecoming performance. It's not like you weren't going on and on about it every time you were able to talk to her about it or anything. You were hurt. It's the very first time you see her in a while and she barely reacts to your presence. What a mom...

"Ah, I watched the homecoming game and half time show. It was such a stunning performance." Ms. Sato says, cocking her brow towards you.

"I expect nothing less from my daughter. She is one of the top students in the dance department after all." Your mother boasts with a glance your way as she takes a sip from her own champagne glass. It took everything for you not to immediately roll your eyes.

"It was an amazing opportunity, Ms. Sato. I'm really happy with how everything turned-

You cut yourself off, eyes going fully wide as you notice Shuji on the far right side of the open living room. Blinking a few times you wonder if your mind was playing tricks on you, showing something that you wanted to see, but it was definitely real. There he was, standing over there with his camera resting in his hands, the strap around his neck as he looked down at the little screen.

Without even realizing, your eyes trail all over him, taking in his gorgeous outfit. It's the first time you've ever seen him so dressed up, wearing a black suit jacket and dress pants with a white button up shirt, topped off with a royal purple tie.

You notice instantly that his hair is much less messy looking, figuring he probably used some hair gel to keep it a bit more tamed down for the occasion. Gold rings adorned his pointer and ring fingers on each hand, and his signature golden drop earring went so well with his outfit, he just looked absolutely perfect. You could bet all the money in the world he smelled amazing too. Almost like a movie, his head lifts, making straight eye contact with you. Your heart nearly attempts to burst out of your chest as his eyes trap you in place.

It felt like it was just the two of you in the room out of nowhere, standing feet away under the dim lights of the old, luxurious mansion. Then all at the same time you feel the stresses of keeping appearances with Ken, your mom, and everyone else in your life disappear. It's just peaceful silence. But that didn't last very long at all...

The abrupt realization that you didn't finish your sentence and definitely just staring off somewhere behind the two of them, forces you to jump back into the conversation.

"W-With everything-..how-how everything turned out." You finish, clearing your throat as you rip your gaze away from Shuji's beautiful honey eyes, giving both Ms. Sato and your mom a polite smile.

Your mom and Ms. Sato both give you a weird look, Ms. Sato raising a brow a bit before letting it go. You notice your mom look a little annoyed at you, you'd probably hear from her about it later, as she always loves to give you 'reviews' about how you do at events like this or in general. "I'm gonna go and circle back with Ken. It was a pleasure talking with you." You chuckle awkwardly, slipping out of the conversation and dipping off into the next room before they could say anything.

"Where's he even at?" You whisper to yourself, searching around for your boyfriend. This was absolutely not the time for him to not be by your side, especially now that you know Shuji's here too. You needed Ken, needed him to stay by your side so neither you or Shuji (mostly Shuji) do something stupid that'll backfire in your face. A bunch of murmured "Excuse me's" slip passed your lips as you weave through people, not really sure where you were even going at this point.

After minutes of searching you'd just given up, ending up in some hallway that lead to what seemed like some guest bedrooms. In other words, an off limits area of the mansion. The lights were all off in this section, nothing but the dim warm lights from the party spaces behind you helped you see. You lean your back against the wall you were near, rubbing your chilly arms with your hands.

A feeling of deja vu hits you as you find a little spot to yourself. This was so similar to that frat party. Ken was off somewhere gone in the midst of the party while you were in some secluded spot, just sulking away. The only puzzle piece left now is-

"Hey doll." That familiar deep, sultry voice cuts through the soft silence.

You gasp, head snapping to the left, making eye contact with the one person you knew you shouldn't be around right now.

"Hello...random camera guy at the function that I've never met before in my life." You answer a bit strained.

"Never met before?! You're breakin' my heart." Shuji pouts, placing a hand over his chest.

"What're you doing here?! Don't you have people to go take pictures of or something?" You slightly whisper, trying to keep your voice low just in case anyone happens to come around.

"What are you doing here? 'Cause to me it seems like you were hopin' I'd find you back here." He grins, stepping closer to you. You jump back a bit, feeling a shiver trail down your spine as the scent of his intoxicating cologne finds its way to your nose. "No, that's not true. You need to go before someone catches you here with me." You urge with finality, looking around to make sure nobody was coming.

"Damn, I just get over here and you're already pushin' me away?" This time he seems to actually frown, a slightly offended look on his face. "Ken's here you know? My mom is here too. We cannot be caught together, like at all!" You stress, using your hands to make it more clear.

"They're not back here though." He says softly, taking your hand in his. You swallow, looking down at his big tattooed hand caging yours, then back up to his beautiful eyes. "Shuji..." You trail off tiredly, simply watching as he leans in till his lips are just barely touching yours. "You can't expect me to really leave you alone when you're walkin' around here lookin' like a damn goddess." He says lowly with a small grin on his lips.

You let out a flattered yet strained chuckle, heart fluttering as your brows crease in conflict. This man has to be temptation in human form. It's the only explanation for how he can so easily get you to throw away your self control and better judgement. He's gonna be the death of you, you're sure of it.

Then, in a moment of weakness, you lift your head, softly placing your lips onto his. Your free hand cups his cheek, basking in the way his lips move against yours. You didn't wanna stop, and you really wouldn't if you weren't obligated to be with someone else...

Shuji's hands glide down your body, leaving a sultry trail of electricity as they make their way to your ass. He deepens the kiss skillfully with his tongue, eliciting the most blissful moans from you. "Wait. We-..we can't do-...do this here." You stammer breathlessly between the kiss. He pulls away, giving you soft kisses along your jaw and down to your neck.

"That's funny, 'cause I was thinkin' we could do it right against this wall." He murmurs seductively against your hot skin.

"No, that's crazy! They'll hear us!" You argue through heavy breaths and light moans.

"If you don't keep quiet they will." He teases with a light chuckle, using a hand to cup and squeeze your breast. You let out a mix of a moan and airy huff of frustration. Maybe more sexual frustration than genuine annoyance if you're being totally honest.

"Shuji, I'm so serious, we cannot do this! You gotta stop playin' around! I'm gonna get in so much trouble, it-it's not even funny!" You stress anxiously.

"Then make me stop." He challenges, shifting the low cowl part of the front of your dress to the side, exposing your breast to the cool air. "What?" You whisper, completely caught off guard. "Stop me." He says again.

You're frozen, watching with an unholy mixture of nervous excitement as his tongue draws slow circles over your hardening bud, looking you right in the eyes as he does it. His other hand slides underneath the fabric, gently massaging your nipple between his pointer finger and thumb.

Welp...you terribly underestimated his level of recklessness and not giving a fuck for sure. This man's on a whole nother playing field. You weren't even close to brave enough to do something like this, and in public no less! Shuji Hanma is about it for real.

"Ok! Ok, wait wait wait! Let's just-..let's just do it after! Please, just wait till after this!"

30 Minutes Later

If you were bored earlier, you were completely over this event now. Thankfully you'd finally found Ken amongst the guys, chatting about sports related stuff and how the football team is doing. He seemed much more laidback now, less stiff as he talked. You just kinda stood there, not at all into the conversation as you needed some time to regain your composure after what nearly happened in that other room.

Every now and then Ken would hit you with a "Right babe?", to which you'd respond with a little "Mhm!" as enthusiastically as you could. You felt like those trophy wives in the movies, those women whose sole purpose is to just stand around quietly and be pretty, making your husband look good in front of the other men. For a moment you wonder if this is what your life is really gonna be like forever. How long would both of your parents want the two of you to be together? When college is over would you finally be free?

You look up at Ken, an unintentional frown on your face. You remember the first year with him, and how hard it was, trying with all your might to love him. It seemed like you were really the only one trying too, seeing as he barely tries to take any time and effort to really understand you and your interests. With Ken it's so hard to feel anything, he's from a whole different world. He loves all kinds of things that you don't, and you've tried to genuinely enjoy them for him, but it doesn't work like that. Ken's honestly right about one thing for sure, if you could leave him, you'd be gone in a flash and never look back even once.

What's scary about that is you feel less and less bad about it lately, specifically ever since meeting Shuji. Ken's still a human being with feelings, but so are you, and if he's honest he'd probably leave you too. Somehow during the chaos of homecoming night you stumbled upon someone that you'd rather spend every second of the day with over Ken, but can't. It feels like someone placed a chest full of all the riches in the world in front of you yet dangles the key to it right where you can't reach it. That's probably selfish, but it's truly how you feel.

"-..That's right! I got my little cheerleader right here."

Ken rips you out of your depressing thoughts, snaking an arm around your waist and looking down at you with a proud smile. The other guys make jokes about how he's so whipped, and found himself the perfect girl. Of course, you smile and chuckle along with them, leaning your head against Ken's chest for a moment.

Gosh...I hate pretending...

"Hey there Hanma! How's the still life project comin' along?"

Suddenly, your ears perk up at the name Hanma, head slightly turning to the left as you fully tune out of Ken's football talk. There was Shuji some feet to the left, almost perfectly in view if not for this tall man next to you, talking with some professor.

"Hey teach. 'S fine, I'm editing a few I like the most." Shuji responds, sounding genuinely nice.

"Good, good! I'm excited to see what you bring in; I really like what you do."

"Thanks." Shuji says with a small grin. "Where's your date?" He adds plainly.

"Where's yours?" His professor claps back in an amused tone.

"Ahh, got me there." The two of them chuckle a little before the conversation continues. They seem pretty cool with each other, this was the most chill conversation you've heard the entire night.

"Seriously though, you need to get yourself a girl. Somebody's gotta reign you in, wild child." The professor jokes. You listen closer as the two of them go silent. Wild child is correct....

"Oh don't tell me...there is someone already, isn't there?" His professor says mischievously, nudging Shuji's arm a few times. Your heart skips a beat, anxiously waiting for whatever Shuji's reply would be.

"Maybe." Shuji replies vaguely with a chuckle, shrugging a bit. Your breath catches in your throat at this point, mind racing about if this could actually be about you.

"Oh-hooooh! What's she like?" He asks with a proud grin.

"Bossy. Thinks she can tell me what to do all the time." Shuji comments plainly.

Involuntarily your head turns further to the left, a slight scowl on your face as you listen to his description. Why was his response so immediate? You are not bossy...

"And she always tries to act like she doesn't wanna be around me, even though it's obvious she does." He adds.

"Ohhh, you like those hard to get girls, huh?" His professor teases, nudging his arm playfully.

"Seems like it." Shuji grins with a little shrug.

"-when we get back, right babe? Babe?" Ken's voice and slight nudge on your right arm forces your eyes to peel away from Shuji, looking back at him and forcing a polite smile on your lips.

"What? Yeah! Yeah..." You answer Ken though you had zero clue what he was talking about, shaking your head a bit as you try to pay attention to the sports related conversation again.

"You know what, I'm gonna go grab a drink. I'll be right back." You mutter in Ken's ear, quickly slipping away once again and heading towards the long rectangular table covered in black cloth with rows of champagne glasses. You sigh deeply, replaying Shuji's words over and over in your head. He's trying to give you a heart attack, you just know it.

Your heart won't stop pounding, and every time you blink all you can see is him and those damn eyes. You reach the table, grabbing a glass and staring at the little bubbles that rise to the top. With your head downcast you weren't looking out at your surroundings, nearly bumping into someone as you started to walk away.

"Oh! I'm so sorr-Shuji?!" You gape, brows furrowing as you look up at his tall figure. "What.are.you.doing?" You grit out, eyes scanning the room to make sure nobody (nobody as in your mom, Ken, and his dad) saw the two to of you together.

"I wanted to talk to you." He says simply.

"You can't! I don't want Ken getting suspicious!" You stress exasperatedly.

"You worry way too much, doll. You're gonna make all your pretty hair fall out in a second." He replies playfully, chuckling lightly as he reaches up and grabs a few or your bouncy coils between his fingers.

"No, I actually worry the correct amount. It's you always causin' me stress that's gonna make my hair fall out." You sass, swatting his hand away and narrowing your eyes up at him.

"I'm actually the one that gets rid of your stress. Usually at my place-

"Do not. Don't start." You warn sternly, eyes narrowing further as you point a finger at him.

"Don't start what?" He asks innocently with a brow raised, tilting his head to the side as he steps closer to you.

"You're not even here to actually have a conversation, Shuji." You huff.

"Yeah nah, I just like messin' with you. Wanna dance with me, angel?" He grins, nodding towards the small crowd of people behind him.

"First of all, it's not that kinda party", You correct, "And even if it was, I still wouldn't dance with you."

"Don't be like that, doll. I'm startin' to think you like hurting my feelings." He pouts cutely.

"And I'm starting to think you genuinely enjoy causing chaos." You reply sassily. Shuji pauses, looking to the side with a guilty expression.

"...You know what, that might be true. But it's good chaos; positive chaos." He shrugs plainly.

"The words chaos and positive do not go together..." You narrow your eyes.

"But you know what does go together? You and me..gettin' the hell outta here...right now." He replies with a mischievous smile.

"Please..." You sigh exasperatedly. "That doesn't go together, actually. It doesn't go together at all." You state matter of factly.

"Why not?" He asks, actually having the nerve to sound genuinely confused.

"That's way too risky; and stupid." You argue, trying to lower your voice a bit more just to be safe. "Come on, you look way too good to be stuck with that joke tonight." He rolls his eyes, nodding his head discreetly towards Ken.

"Don't be mean, Shuji. Ken's not a joke." You frown, not amused. "And if I could leave early I would, but I really, really can't." You add, giving him a slightly apologetic look.

"Even if I steal you away?" He says mischievously, raising a suggestive brow.

Your brows furrow, looking at him genuinely lost...and skeptical. "What do you mean steal me away?"

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Shuji's hand holds onto yours, the two of you giggling and snickering like little kids as you run to his car parked at the end of the street. He'd gone and snuck you outside from the back of the mansion, running across the backyard and around towards the front.

"This is so bad; they're gonna know I'm gone! I gotta go back!" You ramble anxiously, yet your eyes betray you as they sparkle up at Shuji with childlike excitement, the both of you quickly hopping into the car.

"Easy doll. Tell 'em you got a migraine or somethin'. 'S fine." He shrugs placing his camera in the back, then grabbing his keys from his dress pants pocket and starting the car.

"I can't-..actually, that's not a bad idea." You nod, quickly whipping your phone out from your little sparkly purse, texting both your mom and Ken and telling them you'd come down with a bad migraine. You look out the window as the two of you dip off from the pretty mansion, heading out of the gated community and onto the main road.

"Where're we going?" You mutter softly, turning back to look at Shuji.

"I don't know, but you look way too good to go straight to my place though; even though I wouldn't mind that." He grins.

"I have faith you'll take me somewhere nice then." You giggle, feeling your cheeks heat up at his flirty words. The ride to wherever Shuji's going is so perfectly peaceful, and fun. Admittedly, this was the most free you'd felt all day. You like that Shuji always finds a way to make you laugh, sometimes to the point where your cheeks hurt from how hard you were smiling.

He'd taken you both into the city, pulling up and parking in front of a fairly medium sized, quaint looking restaurant.

Quite gentlemanly, Shuji gets out of the car, coming around and helping you out. His hand takes yours, leading you to the entrance of the restaurant. "You kinda look way too pretty for a little place like this, but..it's special to me; and the food's always good." He chuckles, sounding surprisingly and uncharacteristically nervous, his free hand rubbing the back of his neck. Your heart strings pull as a warm smile makes its way across your lips, feeling flattered that he chose to take you somewhere that's special to him.

"I don't mind." You assure softly. It took everything in you not to swoon and let your mind wander, but it sure does feel a lot like a real date. A cute college couple getting all over dressed for a date just because and going out to eat somewhere that's budget friendly, chatting about your shared dreams of one day affording to go to the most finest, expensive restaurants.

The aroma of food trailed to your nose, making your stomach immediately start growling.

The place is actually pretty jumping with people, lots of tables are full and there's even a bar-looking area where people are sitting eating bowls of ramen. Shuji takes you over to that bar area, directly in front of the section where you could see the employees making the food that customers ordered. He looks particularly happy, not necessarily smiling, but there's this air around him where he's clearly radiating a level of happiness that had you raising a brow slightly.

Then, an older man, maybe in his fifties walks into the kitchen area in front of you both, carrying two large spoons. He freezes, making instant eye contact with Shuji next to you, his jaw dropping in shock.

"Hey pops." Shuji chuckles lightly, a small smile making finally its way across his lips. Meanwhile your heart drops straight to your ass.

Pops?! Hey pops?! What does that mean?! Is this his dad?!

"Shu! What're you doin' here?! When'd you get back?!" His dad beams, throwing questions left and right.

Awww! He calls him Shu!

"What d'you mean what am I doing here, I came to get some food; and come see you of course. But look, I brought someone." He grins, nodding towards you.

You sit there with a sheepish smile, your now clammy hands folded tightly on your lap. "Hi." You wave, your tone soft and bashful. Once again the older man's jaw hits the floor, his wide eyes shifting back and forth between you and Shuji. He must not have thought you came here with him. "You?! You brought her?!" He questions, his tone dripping with utter disbelief. You let out a little chuckle, hovering a hand over your mouth as you look at Shuji's offended expression.

"Yeah, me!" He says, pointing to himself.

"This girl right here? You brought her?!" He asks once again, his eyes still wide in astonishment as he points at you. You were honestly already starting to like this man a lot.

"Yes..." Shuji glares halfhearted, "Why are you actin' like it's such a-

"Aye Ryō! Shu's back, and he says he brought a girl!" He yells, cutting Shuji right off.

"WHAAAAT?!" You hear a voice holler from one of the cooking stations. Shuji lets out an exasperated sigh.

"I SAID SHU BROUGHT A-

"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YA SHOE?!"

He facepalms with a deep eye roll. "WOULD YA JUST GET OVER HERE! YOU GOTTA COME SEE THIS!"

"Alright alright! Not like I'm cookin' or nothin'..." The guy grumbles.

Finally he comes into view, another older man with short, dark hair. He has about the exact same reaction to you as Shuji's dad (or at least who you're assuming is his dad) did.

"Who-who...who's this?!" He murmurs to his buddy.

"Well he says he brought her." His dad shrugs, still in disbelief.

"Whaaaat? He brought her?!" He gasps.

"Is it really that hard to believe...?" Shuji grumbles.

"Did ya tell Kenji?!" His friend asks.

"No not yet, I just seen this myself. He's gonna flip when he gets a look at this; go get him."

"AYE KENJI! SHU'S BACK AND HE'S GOT A GIRL WITH 'EM!" His coworker yells before walking off into the back area behind two white double doors. Shuji's dad then turns his attention back to you with an apologetic smile. "I apologize for the chaos little miss, it's just...we got a rare occasion on our hands here. My boy's never brought a girl-

"Alright alright." Shuji cuts in, yet his dad just keeps chatting, not even a little phased about his protests.

-around here, we're all a little uhhh in shock." He chuckles, "My name's Ren. It's great to meet ya."

"I'm Y/N, nice to meet you also." You smile softly, shaking his hand over the counter top.

"So how'd you end up stuck with this guy, huh? He didn't kidnap you, right?" His dad asks playfully, yet there was a slight hint of seriousness in there at the same time. "Uuum, well it was kinda an accident? I lost my anklet during my homecoming performance a while ago and he happened to find it." You explain, trying not to laugh as his dad nods over and over again, listening intently to your short story.

"Whaaaaat?! You're a performer?! What do you do, sing?"

"No no, I dance. I'm a dance major." You chuckle softly.

"Oh woooow, it just keeps gettin' better and better." He mumbles in awe.

"It would be great to have some food..." Shuji grumbles again, already accepting that he was no longer the main point of interest or concern. Just then you notice from the corner of your eye, the other guy Ryō and another man you're assuming is Kenji standing behind the doubles doors' window that lead to the outside cooking stations where Shuji's dad is, gawking at you from a far with their mouths wide open. You look away instantly, forcing yourself not to laugh.

"So, what do you think of Shuji here; honestly? 'S this like a romantic kinda thing or is he already stuck in the friend zone as kids call it?" He asks then leans in, cupping a hand by his mouth yet his volume stays just the same, "I know he can be kind of a weirdo at times-

"Pops! Are you-when are you gonna go make some food?!" Shuji outbursts, actually stuttering which was the most shocking thing you've heard all night. At this point you fully break out into laughter at this whole situation. So much is happening right now.

"My fault Shu, I'm just proud'a ya, you know? The girl's practically a model sittin' here; she's beautiful! I gotta ask questions!" He raises his hands up in surrender.

"You're makin' her uncomfortable!" Shuji argues. No, he's uncomfortable...

"Sorry sorry, I'll lay off." He pauses for a moment then leans over to you, actually making an effort to lower his voice this time. "But y'know, if he screws up you just come get me, alright princess? I'll knock 'em back in line." He winks.

"Ok, I will." You giggle lightly with a few head nods.

"And with that, I'm done! I'll make you both the usual alright? Don't worry princess, you're gonna love it!" He rambles, even though he's already walking off to his designated cooking station. He's hilarious.

"Well that was very...interesting." You giggle, looking over at Shuji. He just facepalms in response, leaning his elbow on the table. "I really regret this decision..."

"You know, you could'a just told him we aren't actually together." You shrug plainly.

"You're the one with the "boyfriend", why didn't you tell him?" He claps back, raising a challenging brow at you. "Well he's your dad..." You narrow your eyes, yet feel kind of defeated as that comeback didn't really hit like you thought it would. Suddenly he gives you an annoying looking smirk, with a playful glint in his eyes. The switch up from him being embarrassed to wanting to mess around is crazy.

"Trynna be my girl for the night, angel?" He asks flirtatiously.

"Oh you'd just love that, huh?" You chuckle, raising a brow at him.

"Yeah I would, that's why I asked." He answers nonchalantly, taking your hand and intertwining his fingers with yours on the counter. You roll your eyes halfheartedly, trying to act like his words and that little gesture didn't just set off all kinds of butterflies in your stomach.

"Hmm, well if it's just for tonight, I guess I don't mind being your girl." You grin.

"Look at 'em! Look at 'em!" You hear Shuji's dad murmur to his fellow chef Ryō, nudging him. He still hasn't started cooking yet, just standing there next to Ryō at his cooking station while watching the two of you.

Shuji looks over at his dad, eyes narrowing at the older man. "Oops, I got caught! I promise I'm starting now!" His dad says with a laugh just before Shuji could say anything, raising his hands in surrender and finally getting started for real.

A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Shuji's dad is a real one!!!! We love Ren out here! P.S.: I really hope y'all are enjoying this story fr. I be throwing my back out with this one trynna keep a good balance of plot and smut.

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“I loved you then…back when I knew you”

Synopsis: 💎 When your old high school best friend, and admittedly, first love randomly shows up at your door one morning after a bit over ten years apart, your memories of him that you once locked away comes flooding back. Are you open to hearing him out after all this time? (In other words…will you take your man back or nah?)

♕Pairings: Kazutora X Black Fem Reader 🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ)🛑Content: 18+ Eventual smut, Some grief, Some angst ~Crossposted On: Wattpad ONLY ~Updating WEEKLY

w.c. 2.1k💠 Released April 5, 2024

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CHAPTER 11; JUST A KISS

It's been five hours since Kazutora showed up at your doorstep earlier this morning. At this point you've taken your hair out and styled it as a braid out, and completed  the rest of your usual morning routine. Since it's the weekend and you're officially staying inside all day, you kept on your pajamas. They're cute so why not, and the whole vibe is giving sleepover anyways. The two of you did nothing but talk and laugh, catching one another up on life. You learned he's been working at a pet shop with one of his old friends since he's been out of jail. He's always thought cats were cute so it made sense to you as soon as he brought the news.

When you weren't chatting, the two of you would just lie near each other on your bed in a tranquil silence until another conversation naturally sparked up, just like right now. "So..." Kazutora started, laying on his back looking up at the ceiling. "So?" You furrow your brows a bit, turning to rest your head on your palm as your elbow lifted you up to look at him. "Don't take this the wrong way but...I've kinda been assuming you must have a boyfriend or fiancée now, right? Do you two live together?"

You sighed, wincing a little at his innocent questions. "Yeaaaah...actually, I'm single now." You clarify a bit awkwardly. "Now?" He questions, rolling over on his side to face you. "Yup, now. We broke up a while ago, and we didn't really last all that long. Just a bit over a year." You huff, recalling the memories of the unnecessarily dramatic breakup. "Was he your only boyfriend?" He asks curiously. "No, I've had four since high school." You share plainly. Kazutora's heart drops to his feet. Four?! Since high school?! What did that mean?! You were with someone all the way back in high school?! It had to have been after he left!

"I guess that makes sense. You've always been...pretty." He murmurs, looking to the side in attempt to hide the disappointment behind his eyes. You really went and outlived him experience-wise. You've had so many boyfriends while he hasn't even had one single girlfriend. You're the only girl he's ever kissed and even that was just a one-time thing.

"They were trash, honestly. It seems the older I get the worse I pick. Only one was ever genuinely good to me, he just...wasn't right for me if that makes sense. We weren't even actually together, but-you know what? You don't need to be bothered by my sorry ass love life." You sigh, falling backwards onto your back. "No no, I don't mind." He shakes his head.

He actually minded a lot. He was extremely jealous of every single one of these guys even though he firstly had zero clue who they were and second you had clearly stated they weren't great guys. You roll back onto your side, eyes fixed on Kazutora's long hair. "Ehhh, it's whatever. I'm glad at least I have you again! Had I still been with my ex right now I would've never been able to do this with you." You smile softly, fingers gently running through his soft hair.

"Perfect timing I guess." He shrugs.

"I think you've always had perfect timing actually. Like the night we met and you came and beat the crap outta that college dude." You murmur, becoming fully entranced in playing with his hair at this point.

Kazutora hums in response, eyes slightly closing as he feels you play with his hair. He grabs your hand and pulls it directly on top of his head, signaling that he wanted you to massage his scalp. You let out a breathy chuckle, giving him what he wants. The corners of his lips slightly tug upwards as he lets out a satisfied sigh, leaning over and pushing you down onto your back on the bed by your chest. A noise of shock leaves your lips as you look up at him with wide eyes. Then, he lays his head down on your chest, right by your heart as he places your hand back on top of his head. Gosh, you thought he was gonna do something else. You shake your head, going back to massaging his scalp the way he likes. Something about this felt extremely different from when the two of you were younger.

"Would you really think of me all this time?" He mumbles, his tone soft yet somber. You furrow your brows at the random question. "Yeah. I already told you I'd think about you." You chuckle a little, figuring he must have wanted to just hear it again. "What would you think about me; specifically?" He asks cautiously. "Specifically? I mean, I'd think of all kinds of things. The haunted house, when you'd take me out riding on your motorcycle at night, the night we met, everything." You shrug, unable to really think of anything else.

He sighs deeply, seeming to not really like your answer, making you furrow your brows again in a mix of confusion and slight concern.

"What?" You ask.

"...Nothing." He murmurs shortly.

"Kazi..." You say in a warning tone.

"It's just...when we were at the haunted house that one night, do you remember...when we kissed?" He asks cautiously, keeping his eyes closed. Your hand involuntarily freezes in his hair, your heart doing the same as you replay his words over and over again. "Uhhh, yeah I do. It was my first kiss actually." You reply with a bashful chuckle, trying to maintain your calm tone.

"Mine too. Did you-..did you like it? When I kissed you?" He asks, lifting his head and leaning up over you to look at you. "...Mhm." You respond with a nod, feeling your face rapidly starting to heat up. You had a slight sense based off of earlier that he might have some romantic feelings somewhere in there for you but you weren't expecting him to do something like this so fast. His eyes light up like a Christmas tree at your response as he looks to the side deep in thought. "Why are you askin' me this?" You question softly, cupping his face with a hand and turning his head back towards you. Silence falls right between you two, your gesture unintentionally causing you both to become lost in each others eyes. You both knew that you knew exactly why he asked you that. It's the same reason you brought up the haunted house earlier in the first place.

Hesitantly, you start to pull him closer, forcing him to move himself further on top of you in order to follow your movements. He swallows nervously, eyes catching the way yours shift down to his lips. His face quickly shades deep pink, catching on to what you were wanting to do. His mouth opens and closes, trying to form some sort of coherent sentence.

"I-I-..I was just-I-

Your soft laughter cuts off his random stuttering, making him shut his mouth. In one swift movement you let yourself fall onto your back, suddenly bringing him fully on top of you. Kazutora uses his hands to stop himself, each one on either side of your head. Nervously, he chews on his bottom lip, eyes darting all over the place. "Did you ask because you want to do it again?" You question, your tone soft and flirty as you wrap your arms around his neck. You send an intense shiver down his spine, his heart feels like it's about to explode. All he could muster was a slight nod. His bashfulness was doing something to you right now. The way he could barely look at you, but once he does he's completely entranced. It's the sweetest thing.

"Is that a yes?" You raise a brow slightly in amusement. He gives you a choked out "yes", unconsciously leaning down closer. You take that as the perfect opportunity, using your arms around his neck to gently pull him closer, enough to where your lips were just barely touching. His hair creates a curtain around the two of you, some strands lightly tickling your cheeks. "Then kiss me." You urge, eyes filled with desire. Without a second thought, he closes the thin gap, pressing his lips against yours desperately. Instantly you let out a soft sigh, placing a hand in his hair as the other cups his face, kissing him back with just as much need. Your lips move together slowly, as if they were recognizing each other after all this time. His lips feel perfect, so soft and smooth, even better than back then. He's addictive.

Slowly the two of you pull away, catching your breath. Kazutora's blushing up to his ears, yet his eyes look at you with a hunger you've never seen. "Can we do it again?" He asks in a low tone.

"You don't have to ask, K." You chuckle, eyes already fixed on his lips as you pull him into another kiss. This one is much more intense than the first. Both hands cup his face as you move your lips against his a bit faster. Your body temperature was rising quickly, and your breathing became slightly heavier. You needed more. Taking full control of the kiss you coax his mouth open, letting your tongue explore him a bit further. He lets out a little noise of surprise, struggling to keep up. Abruptly you pull away once again, looking up at him with a frown.

"You don't wanna touch me?" You tilt your head to the side. This whole time it was just you touching him, his hands just stayed put right on either side of your head.

"I-I didn't know if you wanted me to." He says nervously.

"If I wanted you to, would you?" You ask playfully, running your hands down his sides then pulling him against you by his waist. A short gasp leaves his lips at your boldness, your bodies were touching now, touching in places he's never felt before. You smile softly, bringing him into another kiss. He was eager this time to feel your tongue again, so instantly he opens his mouth, brushing his tongue against your bottom lip gently. Your tongues dance with one another in a passionate kiss, your hand slowly reaching for his arm. Taking his hand, you place it on your cheek to start.

Your hands travel up and down his torso, taking your time as you finally get to touch him. He's always been muscular, but now he's much more filled out. You trail from his shoulders down his back, feeling the way he shivers in response, then make your way to his stomach. The feeling of his abs under your fingertips excited you an indecent amount. You were doing younger you such a huge favor, as she'd always fantasize about what he'd feel like. Just then, you feel him start to harden up underneath his pants, a tent pressing against you making your heart, and admittedly, your pussy flutter.

Abruptly, Kazutora pulls away, eyes fearful and wide. His random movement making you jump a little. "I'm so sorry!" He says frantically, attempting to get off of you but you grab his arms, keeping him still. "No no, it's ok! I don't mind at all." You assure with a light chuckle. He's so innocent and nervous, it's adorable, looking at you all unsure and embarrassed. "We're just kissing. You don't have to be so jumpy." You cup his face in your hands. "But-..but-

You cut him off, pulling him down again and bringing your lips to his ear. "I mean...I like that I can get you like this from just a kiss. It's really cute." You purr sensually, moving back so you could see his reaction. His entire face had gone red, innocent eyes wide as his mind malfunctions while trying to process your words.

"I-..I wanna take you out!" He blurts out abruptly, catching you completely off guard. "On a date; together." He finishes awkwardly, blushing his head off. "Well I mean I figured it'd be together" You chuckle softly, "What's making you say this all of a sudden?"

"It's not all of a sudden. I've wanted to go on a date with you for the longest time. I think-..shouldn't I take you out on a date first before we do things like this? That's how I'm supposed to do it right?" He asks innocently. He's just too adorable, ughh gosh. You didn't want to say no since honestly you like his more traditional way of thinking when it comes to this.

"You're right. I'd love to go on a date with you." You smile softly, leaning up and giving him a small peck on the cheek. For a moment he looks surprised, shocked that you'd agreed so easily, then a wide smile spreads across his lips.

"Really?!" He beams cutely.

"Yes, Kazutora." You chuckle, shaking your head at his excitement.

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Your boyfriend lives for the way you whimper and whine as his two long fingers curl deep inside your soaking walls, hitting that sweet spot that makes your breath hitch. He has your back flush against the cool marble of the kitchen island, watching your cute little expressions intently. "What happened to all that shit you were talkin' about, pretty girl? Not too much on your mind now?" He chuckles, that deep, low, sensual chuckle that makes your heart flutter against the confines of your chest. You pout in response with a completely incoherent sentence of nothing but pitiful mewls leaving your swollen, wet lips.

His free hand glides over your bare chest, your hardened nipples stimulated from the gentle touch, then wraps around your pretty little throat.

"Say it again, angel. Tell me what you told me earlier." He purrs with a level of smugness that made you want to roll your eyes in embarrassment. You remember exactly what got you into this situation....you and that sassy ass mouth.

You thought you were doing something earlier telling him you didn't want to be his girl anymore purely out of anger and frustration. Of course you didn't mean it. He just never takes you seriously when you're angry, just stands there looking at you thinking nothing but sexual thoughts. And he admits to it every single time too!

"I-I said...I'm not you're girl anymore." You answer shakily, refusing to break eye contact as you wanted to hold on to even a little bit of the dignity you had left. "Right...that's what you said", He pauses, nodding his head slowly, "But you know what I heard?" He asks mischievously, abruptly taking his fingers from your needy pussy. Your brows slightly furrow in curiosity. "All I heard is that you just want me to fuck you like the whiny little brat you are."

Then, in one swift movement, you feel every single inch of his big shaft bully its way into you tight hole. You cry out loudly, both hands instinctually gripping his muscular forearm. His strokes are relentless, so deep and forceful. He's got your cream immediately dripping down onto the island counter, all kinds of lewd, sloppy noises coming from your pussy.

"Still wanna leave me, baby?" He coos, looking down at you with sensuous hearts in his eyes. "Uh uh! Uh uh!" You repeat over and over between, shaking your head lazily side to side. Your legs start to shake, you could feel yourself already reaching another soul-lifting orgasm. He watches you with a prideful satisfaction as your pretty eyes roll back in ecstasy. "I-..I'm gonna cum!!" You cry, loud moans beginning to quickly morph into heavy pants. He quickly pushes you towards your climax, the tightening in your core reaching that unbearable point.

Then suddenly, he just...pulls out. Leaving you laying their with the most bewildered expression across your face.

"W-what are you doin-

"Aww baby, you really thought I was gonna let you cum after talkin' to me like that?" He quips, his tone irritatingly teasing. Your face falls, a blend of annoyance and embarrassment swirling within you. He really had you thinking he was gonna give you that satisfying kind of punishment. Maybe pushing you over the edge having you orgasm all through the night, but no. He chose to be a menace, leaving you unsatisfied and mad about it.

"You better not make yourself cum either, or else we're gonna have a real problem." He adds with a little devious chuckle, backing in the way you were quite literally fuming.

"I hate you..." You grit out with the harshest glare you could muster, slowly sitting up.

"Love you too, wife." He smirks, leaning down and giving you the kind of fiery kiss that makes your toes curl.

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Synopsis✨: The story of how you catch heavy feelings for the hot photography student, Shuji Hanma…even though you already have the perfect (fake) boyfriend.

Pairings: Photography Student! Shuji Hanma X Dance Major! Black Fem 🤎 Reader (ANYONE CAN READ🧚🏾‍♀️) Content: Drama, lots of denial, angst, sneaky link, lots of cheating, mutual pining, unserious Shuji, controlling parents, forced relationships, romance, fighting, porn with a good plot vibes, intense sexual tension, etc (just find out the rest lol)

w.c: 5k💠 Released: April 1, 2024

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NOTE: Honestly, idk bout this chapter fr, I like it but don't at the same time lol. I was kinda struggling with this chapter buuuuut the tea 🫖 is for sure hot with this one! Hope y'all enjooooy❤︎

C.W: SMUT and HOT TEA! P in V, oral: fem receiving (I think that's it really)

7; Fake Date 约会

Flashback Saturday

A soft knock comes from Ken's dorm suite door, ripping him out of his wild-running thoughts.

"Comin'!" He hollers lazily, setting his alcohol bottle down and making his way out to the front door.

"Emma?" His brow raises confusedly.

"H-hi Ken. Could I come in?" She asks sheepishly, clutching the strap of her tote bag.

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"So, you know I'd never go out of my way to start any drama, and I care about you both. You two are my friends." Emma says in a cautious, sincere tone, looking at her hands clasped together nervously in her lap.

The two of them were sat on the edge of Ken's bed, the room slightly messy which was unusual for the guy. "Yeah...?" He raises a brow, starting to become skeptical.

"So...the other day I-....I saw Y/N get into someone's car. A guy's car. And I know that might not sound like anything bad but, I don't know, it just gave me an odd feeling. She had her duffel bag with her and-

"You think she's cheating on me?" Ken cuts in, his tone coming across a bit sharper than he intended.

"No! No I-...I just wanted to maybe warn you...of the possibility?" Her brows furrow, not really sure what exactly she was even trying to say. Emma starts to doubt herself, doubt her reasoning for coming here. So what if she got into another guy's car? Was it really that deep to come and "warn" Ken about?

"The possibility?" He raises a brow.

Emma shakes her head, getting up from the bed and grabbing her tote bag. "I know, I know! Why would I say that? I'm sorry-I'm such an idiot. I shouldn't have come-

"No, it's fine Emma." Ken starts, grabbing her wrist and stopping her in her place. "To be honest I've been suspicious of her for a little while now." He sighs exasperatedly.

"Wait what?!" Emma's brows furrow in a mix of shock and confusion.

"It's not the first time I was told she got in a car with some other guy, and if it were her friend Baji neither of you would'a come to me about it."

"But-...but we don't know for sure if that means-

"You said you had an 'odd feeling', right? Well so do I." He says bitterly.

"That doesn't mean we're right, Ken." Emma assures, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Ken's jaw clenches as he looks to the side in thought.

"Emma...she's not in love with me. I know she's not, and it's becoming more and more clear every single day." He mutters wearily, feeling that harsh tug on his heart that he's been trying to run away from for the past few weeks.

"What?!" She outbursts, brows furrowed in bewilderment. "How could you say that?! You've been together for so long, how could you think-

"It's fake." Ken says plainly, rolling his eyes. Emma pauses, her mind malfunctioning as she tries to process his words. "W-what?" She murmurs, barely above a whisper.

"Our relationship, Emma, it's fake. Our parents are making us be together, and-...she just doesn't love me." He huffs exasperatedly.

Emma's brows furrow in disbelief, shaking her head. "I really don't understand. All this time, it's-..it's never been real? But I've seen you two though, the way you look at her, I know you're in love-

"Yeah, I am. She's the one that's not in love with me." He rolls his eyes. Emma looks up at him with an apologetic, and admittedly still baffled, expression.

"Don't look at me like that. I don't need pity, ok?" Ken grumbles, his tone much lower than before.

"I'm not pitying you, Ken. I'm sympathizing." Emma frowned, placing a hand on his cautiously.

"Lately I just-...I can feel her drifting away. She's slipping from me; right out of my hands, Emma."

"Is that why you've been..doing this more often?" She asks softly, gesturing towards the empty alcohol bottles on his once tidy desk.

Ken sighs, resting his elbows on his knees as he places his head in his hands. "Yeah."

"Ken I-..you know, it may not be my place to say, but this isn't a good outlet. You're an athlete, this'll only cause problems for you in the future. I understand how you're feeling, but don't take it out on your body."

"Nothing else works." He mumbles.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean the girl I slowly started to fall in love with doesn't feel the same, Emma! I've tried everything to get my mind off it, but it doesn't change the fact that I'm not good enough for her!" Ken outbursts, looking up at Emma with teary eyes.

"Ken..." Emma trails off, not even sure of what to really say anymore.

"I've been takin' it out on her too, the girl I'm supposed to be in love with, getting pissed at her 'cause she doesn't feel the same. Then to make it worse, I think I might've said something bad to her one time; while I was high. She hasn't looked at me the same ever since. At this point, any chance I had to get her to love me back just went out the window." He shakes his head, tone filled with disappointment.

"I don't know, I just-..I just wanna feel something else. Even for a second." He admits wearily.

The two pause, looking one another in the eyes as the they both inwardly debate the exact same thing.

Emma knows she's always had feelings for Ken, ever since they first met during the universities' one week summer program. But she also knows where she stands with him, where her lane has always been. But in this small moment, all she can think of are his words, ringing all throughout her mind.

I just wanna feel something else....

She understands exactly how Ken feels, as she too is in the same boat. The one she loves is sitting directly in front of her yet feels just out of her reach, too busy sulking over a girl that's never even cared for him the way she does to notice her.

Ken sucks in a breath, suddenly feeling a heavy weight on his shoulders even heavier than what he's already been dealing with. How could he be mad over the thought of his girl possibly cheating when he's debating doing the exact same thing in this very moment. Before Ken can even decide for himself, Emma abruptly leans in, placing her lips desperately onto his. The kiss was only a few seconds long, yet it seemed to drag and linger all at the same time.

Emma pulls away as fast as she leaned in, hovering her hands over her mouth as her eyes widen in horror. "I-oh my god, I'm so sorr-

Ken cuts her off, taking her by the cheek and pulling her into another kiss, deciding that if drinking and using those drugs Cho's friend has been getting him wasn't working, then Emma will do just fine instead.

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The Present Tuesday Night Shuji's Place

"Hmmmm." You moan blissfully. Shuji's shower is everything, a whole different type of experience from your little dorm suite shower. First of all it's pretty big since he's so tall, which you were actually expecting, and the water pressure is so much better than yours. Second of all, his soaps smell soooo good.

Once you were done your shower and moisturizing with his lotion you found, you wrapped yourself back up in the black towel and headed out of his room.

Since you came straight to his place from your rehearsal you never got the chance to bring anything to change into, so you'd need something of his.

You spot Shuji over at the kitchen shirtless, his back turned to you as he focuses on whatever dish he's making. It actually smells amazing, much to your genuine surprise. A devious smirk makes its way on your lips, an idea popping into your head. Sneaking over as quietly as possible, you make your way behind him, hoping he wouldn't turn around and ruin your plan. Your grin widens as you finally get right behind him, your hands reaching out for his sides.

"AAH!" You holler, your fingers nipping at his sides as you attempt to scare him.

"Ohhhhh noooo!" He says in a fake terrified tone, turning the fire of the stove off then looking down at you as he chuckles at your disappointed expression. "That was cute." He adds, poking your nose, and only furthering your disappointment in the turn out.

"Bruh..." You deadpan, pouting your bottom lip. He's not one of those jumpy people. "I need some clothes. I don't got nothin'." You state plainly, changing the subject.

"For what? I think you're good just like that, angel." He says seductively, snaking his right arm around your waist and pulling you close. Your heart flutters in your chest, the way his light golden brown eyes look into yours so lustfully makes you feel trapped.

"Hey wait, don't start." You warn.

"Don't start what?" He asks innocently, setting the big spoon he had down and walking you backwards till you were up against the little island area.

"What you're starting right now", You chuckle, placing your hands on his arms, "We're supposed to have dinner first."

"Fuck it, I wanna go straight to dessert." His hands reach under your towel, gripping onto your ass firmly. "Gosh." You look down and to the side completely flustered. "You always make me feel so nervous..." You admit with a shy chuckle, still unable to look at him. He hums in satisfaction, his large hands slowly squeeze and massage your soft cheeks.

"I know, I love it; it turns me on. Now shut your sexy ass up and gimme a kiss." He demands playfully, brushing his lips along your jawline. You let out a small laugh, turning your head and placing your lips onto his. His left hand continues massaging your cheek, while the right slowly drags its way up to wrap around your neck, locking you in place. You gasp against his lips, feeling overwhelmed by the way he forces his tongue into your mouth all while firmly squeezing your throat.

He makes the kiss sloppy and slow, the sound of his tongue ravaging yours filling the space. Shuji pulls away, a thin string of saliva forming between both of your lips. His sensual eyes gaze into yours so intensely your legs involuntarily squeeze shut, trying to create a bit of friction for your needy core, aching for him like he was your source of oxygen. "You don't understand how much that little thing you do turns me on." He rasps sensually.

"What? What'd I do?" You mutter bashfully.

"You know. When you close your legs like that..." He looks down at your thighs then back up, letting out a deep sigh like he was trying to compose himself. "It makes me wanna do every nasty, wild thing I can think of to you." He says lowly, practically moaning as he spoke. You blink a few times completely shook at his words, only able to watch as the hand once around your neck takes the towel off your body, throwing it somewhere random. Then he cups your breasts, gently running his thumbs over your already hardened nipples.

"So here's what's gonna happen. I'm gonna make you cum on my tongue, and my fingers...then you're gonna bend over on this counter and cum all over my dick like a good girl, you got me angel?" He states simply, his pretty eyes trapping you in place.

Damn...

You swallow, feeling almost intimidated at how incredibly horny, and dead serious, he is. "Yes." You answer breathlessly, slowly nodding your head. He gives you a satisfied grin, then captures yours lips in another intense kiss.

You've lost track of time, and honestly, your mind has completely fogged up by now. It's not like you haven't gotten head before, but it's never been anything like this, or for such a long time.

Your fingers were laced through Shuji's pretty dark hair, gripping onto the strands and pulling. Heavy, labored breaths mixed with loud, sob-like moans fill the apartment, along with the utterly lewd noises coming from the sloppy and noisy way he eats you out. He's some kind of water deprived, feral man right now, licking and slurping away at your innocent pussy like he's been through the longest drought and you were an oasis of fresh water.

And then, he wraps his moist lips around your throbbing clit, sucking then flicking his tongue over and over. His finger plays with your tight entrance, circling and prodding before easing its way in to his knuckle, knocking the breath from your lungs. "Ooohh!" You cry out loudly, brows furrowing as he instantly adds another, setting the perfect medium pace back and forth. His long fingers, curl deep inside, hitting that perfect spot that nearly knocks the wind out of you. "Aaah, daddy!", You cry out shakily, "Right there!"

He moans lowly in satisfaction, the deep hum reverberating against your clit.

"I'm gonna cum again! Please, please don't stop!" You whine loudly. It was such a contrast of reactions, as you beg for more yet your hands and pads of your feet push against him. His fingers speed up their pace, just enough to make you cum on the spot. Your legs tremble as he works you through your heavy orgasm, slowing down to a stop.

Your body relaxes, puffing out soft, little pants.

"I ever tell you y'look so pretty when you cum?" Shuji asks flirtatiously, running his hands up your thighs and grabbing your hips gently. "Stop." You chuckle shyly, turning your head to the side. He laughs along with you, leaning over you and giving you a surprisingly soft peck on the lips.

"I'm serious, Doll, you make the best faces. It makes me wanna fuck you like this instead..." He murmurs softly, bringing your hips to the edge of the counter and lining himself up with your leaky entrance, sliding inside you easily. The two of you gasp in perfect sync, his large hands gripping your hips tightly as he thrusts to the base, moaning lowly at the feeling of him stretching you out once again.

Instantly he sets a pace, giving you hard and heavy thrusts that make your legs tremble and your eyes roll back in pleasure. "Ughhh, fuck! Oh my god!" You moan loudly, the sound of your creamy, wet pussy reaching up to your ears.

"Right there, baby?" He murmured, hitting your sweet spot again and again.

"Yeeess!" You cry, throwing your head back as you felt yourself speeding towards another intense orgasm. He thrusted into you harder, making your body slightly jerk against the now warm countertop with every movement. Your moans shot up louder and louder, your whole body shaking and squirming under him.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" You whimper shakily over and over, reaching down and gripping his arms tightly.

"Mhm, cum for me." He moans, keeping his fast strokes steady. You arch your back, breasts bouncing violently as you released all over him. He keeps going, not even bothering to slow down as you climax. You're absolutely reeling. "You're so damn wet." He coos, looking down at you with his pretty golden colored eyes. Abruptly, Shuji slows his pace down, slower and deeper, making you feel every single inch. You let out a long, drawn out moan, rocking your hips with his thrusts.

"Fuuuuck, it's so deeeep!" You whine breathlessly as he grinds into you harder with every stroke. You were about to cum all over again that fast. Then he leans over you, his captivating face just inches from yours, and says "Your man can't handle all this, pretty angel. You're too much for him."

Your breath hitches in your throat between moans, your brows creasing into a slight wince. Guilt suddenly washed over you, but not guilt that you were cheating, guilt that with every fiber of your being you felt that Shuji was right. All you could do was moan loudly in agreement, basking at the way his soft lips leave wet kisses against your neck.

"He can't fuck you like this, can he?" He questions, picking up the pace. His hands slide their way up your body, cupping and squeezing your breasts then running his thumbs over your hard nipples. "Uh uhh!" You shake your head weakly, looking up at him with glossy eyes. Those words and his hands squeezing your breasts  were all it took for you to reach that beautiful climax again, the corners of your eyes watering with pleasure-filled tears.

Shuji slows to a stop, letting you ride it out this time, then helps you into a new position, bent over the counter with your hands splayed by either side of your head. He pulls your hips back against him, thrusting inside you, making you cry out "Ahhh!" loudly in pleasure. Your skin colliding with his and the beautiful pants and moans from both of you fill your ears, making you feel almost drunk.

"You feel so good daddyyy." You moan, throwing your ass back to meet with his hard thrusts. Shuji makes what you think might be the sexiest sound you've ever heard, a deep, drawn out moan that echoes in your mind. You had to hear it again, so you keep going, using your hands on the counter to help you. "Fuuuck baby." He groans sensually, loosening his grip around your hips.

"Keep going till you make yourself cum." Shuji instructs, running his hands up your back then down and over your ass, giving your right cheek a little smack. You whimper in response, loving the sting his hand left.

You didn't last very long, and quickly you were reaching another orgasm. It was becoming harder to stay steady, every movement becoming labored and weak. Your body is shaking too much, you couldn't help but slow down. "I-I can't!" You stammer, voice quivering.

"Don't stop." He commands, gripping your hips and setting you back at your original, faster pace. "I caaan't!" You whine, unable to keep up with this pace. You were starting to feel like before, when he made you squirt the first time. It was too overwhelming to control yourself. "'S it too much, angel?" He teases, giving you hard thrusts that made your walls flutter. Loud ah's were all you could respond with, squeezing your eyes closed as your legs flail around.

Then, the tightness in your cord breaks like a dam, squirting all over him as you scream. "So fuckin' sexy." He moans lowly. That was just enough for him to reach his own high, cumming soon after you.

You both pant heavily, slowly coming down from the intensity of climaxing. "We made a mess." Shuji chuckles, leaning over you and kissing the space between your neck and shoulder. You hum weakly in response, still not yet ready to move or stand upright.

40 Mins Later

You were beyond surprised that the two of you weren't knocked out immediately after everything that went down, too tired to really eat, but no. There seemed to be almost a short boost of energy from the both of you. Or at least enough of a boost of energy to want to eat before going to sleep.

He'd given you a red shirt to wear, though really it's a mid thigh length dress on you, but that just made it feel cozier. Tonight he'd made you both chicken curry, using Jasmine rice. It was a surprising meal choice in your opinion. You definitely did not really think of Shuji as the cooking type. Your both sat at the table near the kitchen, one across from the other.

"I can't even lie..." You begin, chuckling a little bit.

"Why do I already know what you're gonna say..?" He narrows his eyes halfheartedly at you.

"I'm surprised you cooked something this nice and like...didn't immediately burn the whole apartment building down. I'm actually impressed!" You full out laugh, his salty expression amusing you.

"I can cook a few things. I'm not livin' off cup noodles every single day." He pouts.

"I'm kinda jealous. My tiny little spot they call a kitchen space doesn't really let me make too many nice meals like I would at home. I wish I had an apartment." You huff, pouting before taking another bite of food.

"The dorms have a kitchen space?!"

"Yeah! They're like literal suites. There's a little living room, kitchen, and my dorm has a bathroom right across from my bedroom."

"You do have an apartment then. It's just a small ass one." He chuckles.

"Yeah, but it's not like-..WAIT SIDEBAR CONVERSATION!" You outburst abruptly.

"I don't even know why this just popped in my head, but bruh, story time. So I'm getting ready for rehearsal tonight, right? I'm at the water fountain fillin' up my bottle and all of a sudden this random ass, quiet ass guy just appeared. He's like stuttering his ass off talkin' bout "h-h-hey there" all weird-..."

You tell him the whole story, trying but failing to remember what that guys name was.

"He asked you on a date?" Shuji raises a brow, letting out a scoff-like laugh.

"He sure did! He was acting like he's seen me before too, which I don't know maybe he has, but I've never seen the dude! It was just the weirdest thing ever, and the way he wasn't trynna let go of my hand...I was like naaah I gotta bounce." You shake your head, laughing a bit along with him. Talking about it like this with Shuji made you feel less uncomfortable about the whole situation.

"What'd he look like?" He asks curiously.

"Not gonna lie, weird. But he had like kinda longish hair, dark eyes; plaid outfit. Really plain." You shrug. "I mean, I just told him I have a boyfriend, which..is true..." You trail off, feeling a little awkward saying that since you were currently living it up with another guy.

There goes the guilt again...

"What's up with you and him anyways?" He asks, his brow slightly raised in curiosity.

"Who? Ken?" You furrow your brows, completely caught off guard by the sudden switch of topics.

"Yeah. You two havin' trouble in paradise or somethin'?"

You go silent, pursing your lips a bit into a frown. "Uuhhh, it's not-..no, we're fine, really. We just argue a lot these days, but that's normal-

"Is it?" He cuts in, raising a brow.

"Well what do you know? You ever have a girlfriend?" You sass.

"No. But I know I wouldn't let my girl slip away over somethin' as dumb as a few arguments. Especially not one like you." His tone is shockingly sincere, looking you dead in the eyes. That last part was so unnecessary, and it bothered you the way it made your heart flutter like a lovestruck middle school girl. You huffed exasperatedly, debating with yourself if it seemed like a good idea to vent your relationship frustrations to the guy you're currently cheating on your "boyfriend" with.

"I'm not slipping away from him. We're fine." You mutter tight lipped, rolling your eyes a bit. "Sooo, what's your definition of slippin' away then doll, 'cause to everyone else that's exactly what you're doin'." He quips with a breathy chuckle. You narrow your eyes at him, getting annoyed at how he keeps backing you into a corner with every response you give him. "Ok..sure, maybe it is. Doesn't mean I don't still care." You throw your hands up.

"How do you care and slip away at the same time?" He asks with a raised brow. "Well-..." You go silent, not really able to think of a good comeback in time, so he takes the chance to go and throw another question your way. "If you don't wanna be with him, why bother to stay?"

You clench your jaw, barefoot tapping against the wooden floor rapidly. Ok, now he's treading into real deep, uncharted waters. What's he even care about any of this for? He doesn't really seem like the deep, emotional conversations type, but clearly that must be wrong.

"I bother to stay because that's what you do when you care for someone-

"No, that's what you do when you feel like you don't have any other options." He cuts in, his tone all matter of fact like he knows better than you or something.

"Ok then, you're right, I don't have any other options! Are you happy now, detective Hanma?! I stay because I have to." You argue, heart pumping a mixture of anxiousness and annoyance. The only people who know about your situation with Ken are your teacher Janette and recently Baji, that's it. It was already risking a lot telling those two but you actually trust them. Hanma though...he's too new. You weren't one hundred percent sure he wouldn't tell, yet at the same time, he hasn't spilled anything about you cheating all this time.

His lips part once again, getting ready to hit you with another personal question. "What's making you feel like-

"Our relationship is fake! It's fake, Shuji! It's why I seem like I never care, and why I seem to never feel all that bad about "cheating" on him. You can't really cheat on someone you're not even actually dating." You rant exasperatedly, resting your chin on your hand with your elbow propped up on the table.

He blinks a few times, looking at you like you just told him the earth is actually in the shape of a cube and not a sphere.

"Our parents...they're the ones making us be together. His dad and my mom to be exact. They want us together because I guess it looks good or something; I really don't even know anymore why they're making us do this. Their reasoning kind of changes the longer this goes on. First it was to keep a good appearance in front of sponsors and the administration, then it was to keep us from getting "distracted" from our goals or whatever. Basically if I break up with Ken, she'll pull me out of the school. I won't be able to dance, and I kinda care more about dancing than I do trynna fight about not wanting to be with Ken." You clarify softly, tone exhausted and slightly ashamed.

"I...wasn't expecting that." He says in shock, his eyes slightly wide as he takes in this new information.

"Yeah. Who would?" You murmur dryly.

"So...would you rather spend time with me or your fake boyfriend?" He raises a brow, a completely inappropriate for the situation type of grin on his face. "Wow." You shake your head, not even a little bit shocked that he'd ask something like that in this exact moment. Not a single "sheesh, that's really tough" or "I'm so sorry you're going through that", nope, his mind went straight for a would you rather question to boost his own head up. Such a guyish response.

"Neither." You respond nonchalantly, leaning back in the dining chair, matching the same smug grin on his face. He pouts, admittedly in a very cute way, placing a hand on his chest.

"Whaaaat?! I'm hurt, angel. I just made you cum like five times;...and made you a nice dinner just as you said." He says.

"Ok, first of all, no you did not actually keep count. Second, sure, for some reason I guess I would rather spend time with you over Ken. But don't get too hype, this could very well be just a little phase." You chuckle, pointing a warning finger at him. "Oh just a little phase? Come sit on my lap and say that again." He challenges with a flirtatious tone. A mischievous grin makes its way across the length of your lips, scooting your chair back from the table a bit.

"Nah I'm good. Why don't you come over here and make me say it again?" Your eyes sparkle with a little excitement as you stand your ground.

The both of you go dead silent, eyes watching each other, waiting for who would break first.

"I'm waiting..." You tilt your head to the side, sassiness dripping off your tongue.

He narrows his eyes halfheartedly, raising from the chair and making his way over to you. You watch in excitement as he rests his hands on either side of your seat, caging you in. Your eyes meet, and a sensual chill goes down your spine. Shuji's lips press onto yours in a dominating kiss, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth. A soft, blissful moan slips passed your lips, your hands cupping his face. Slowly he pulls away, lingering his lips against yours.

"You think you're so cute, huh? Tellin' me what to do." He rasps with a halfhearted glare.

"No, I know I'm cute tellin' you what to do", You chuckle softly, tapping your nose against his, "You like it always."

"Yeah; not really sure why." He grumbles.

Your lips shift into a smug grin. "It's that particular effect I have, you know? I just give off-

"Alright, not too much..." He waves you off, going and taking both of your plates to the sink. You giggle at his reaction, watching him briefly get to washing the dishes.

"Hey so...when are you gonna put those dance courses to use and dance for me?" He asks playfully, yet also fully serious. "Oop?" You laugh, brows furrowed in confusion and amusement at the random and abrupt topic change. "Uhhh, I gotchu after you dance for me. How 'bout that?" You chuckle softly. "Ok...I got a lil somethin'." He grins back at you, doing a very...interesting movement with his shoulders.

"Stop. Immediately stop." You cringe between laughs. He sets the plates on the little dryer rack, dries his hands off, then makes his way back over to you. "Dance with me." He says playfully, taking your hands and pulling you to your feet.

"How do you have all this energy? I thought we were gonna go to sleep now." You whine halfheartedly, nodding towards his bedroom behind you.

"You don't wanna dance with me?" He pouts cutely, pulling you close to him.

"I mean...do you even know how to dance like this?" You raise a knowing brow.

"Well you're the dancer. Teach me." He shrugs.

"Teach?! Uh uh, it's time to go to sleep. How do you all of a sudden wanna do a whole dance lesson?! Like, I know for a fact as soon as your head hits that pillow you're gonna be gone." You shake your head, taking his hand and attempting to lead him to the bedroom. He doesn't budge at all, just standing there still pouting like a baby.

"Ughhhh, ok, you know what? I promise I'll dance with you, but not tonight." You assure softly, giving him the most sincerest expression.

He instantly smiles at your promise, taking you and picking you up in his arms. "You better not forget."

A/N🧚🏾‍♀️: Ok but....not Ken and Emma tho. It's giving very much hypocrite with Ken. 🎶I'm not feelin' it, I'm not feelin' it!🎶! (Y'all know that Beyonce song? No? Ok...)

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“I loved you then…back when I knew you”

Synopsis: 💎 When your old high school best friend, and admittedly, first love randomly shows up at your door one morning after a bit over ten years apart, your memories of him that you once locked away comes flooding back. Are you open to hearing him out after all this time? (In other words…will you take your man back or nah?)

♕Pairings: Kazutora X Black Fem Reader 🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ)🛑Content: 18+ Eventual smut, Some grief, Some angst ~Crossposted On: Wattpad ONLY ~Updating WEEKLY

w.c. 3.4k💠 Released March 29, 2024

NOTE🧚🏾‍♀️: Omg finally y'all we made it to the present!!!! This chapter is literally what started the entire idea of this story so I'm so excited! Also just a pre-warning/disclaimer THERE WILL BE MOMENTS OF SMUT FROM THE PRESENT ON! But of course...I'll have chapter warnings so never fear.

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CHAPTER 10; THE PRESENT

The Present Recap

"Hi, I-

Whatever sentence you had come up with in your head instantly evaporated. You stood completely frozen, heart racing. The door was only open just a bit, but you immediately recognized the face in front of you.

He stood there, eyes wide, lips slightly parted just like you. You blinked rapidly as nine thousand different emotions and thoughts coursed through you.

"Hey, it's-...it's been a while." His tone was so soft, so cautious.

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"-it's been a while."

You stand there, your mind still trying to determine if this was really who you thought it was standing in front of you. The big, honey brown eyes, the tattoo, the earring, even the voice all was nearly the same.

"It's..been a while?" You question, your brows raised as if you genuinely heard him wrong. Instantly, his eyes avert downwards, feeling too nervous and honestly ashamed to hold your gaze. He didn't want to admit it to himself but part of him saw this coming. It was beyond foolish to think you'd just jump into his arms with a wide smile as if nothing happened; as if no time had passed.

"You disappear for a literal decade and some months, then you just randomly show up at my door talkin' 'bout "it's been a while"?!" You spoke in a bewildered and slow tone, your right hand resting against the door while the other animatedly helped you express your feelings. Mind-blown couldn't even begin to cover the way you were feeling inside right now.

It's not like you weren't relieved or even a little bit happy to see him, it's the way he just decides to casually pull up on you out of nowhere that's the problem. Not only that, it's also the pitiful, puppy-dog look of complete hope and nervousness on his face that's slightly pissing you off for reasons you can't really explain.

"I know, I-I didn't wanna be away from you for this long, but-

"Oh, you didn't want to be away this long?! If you didn't wanna be away you simply would not have left, like, I'm confused." You cut him off, whole attitude skyrocketing by the second.

"It wasn't by choice! I never woulda left you on purpose!" He spoke desperately, grabbing onto your free hand. Your eyes widened, looking down at his hand holding yours like a ghost was touching you. It sure felt like it given the current situation. "It wasn't by choice?! You literally came to me and said you wouldn't see me again!" You argue.

He sighed deeply, instantly taking note of your reaction, letting your hand go and looking into your eyes with the most sincerest expression he could muster. "Look, I'm sorry I messed up back then, I really am! I know you're still pissed at me, but I want you to know I genuinely miss you." His eyes searched yours desperately, trying to capture even the faintest hint of happiness to see him. He was getting worried, scared that you wouldn't forgive him, or even at least hear him out.

His words immediately had an affect on you, utterly shocking you that he's being so open and honest. You clenched your jaw, feeling more annoyed that he was getting to you as he always would just like back then. It'd be a lie to say you weren't glad he missed you just as you had missed him all this time. "Get your stupid ass in here." Your voice shook with emotion as you grabbed a fistful of his olive colored shirt, pulling him into your apartment. His eyes widened as he stumbled inside rather ungracefully. A wide smile instantly spread across his face, taking it as a sign of great progress that you allowed him to come into your place.

"I-..there's so much I've been wanting to tell-

"Hush up with all that, now you listen here", You glare sternly, cutting him off with a finger to his chest. "I'm very, very upset with you. How you just gon' show up at my home like this outta nowhere?! You left for ten whole years-I'm still not even understanding how you found my apartment! I ain't get no explanation, nobody told me nothin'! It was like days, then months, then years! I had to just go on like, 'oh ok, he doesn't care about me anymore, we must really not be friends anymore'." You ranted, starting to tear up a bit. Kazutora stood there with a broken expression, trying to gather his own words so he could finally explain himself. "You have every right to be upset with me; I messed up big time. I was young and dumb, I just-...I ended up getting myself into some deep shit, but I want you to know you've been on my mind for the past ten years. That's why I came to find you!"

You stayed quiet, your expression softening just the tiniest bit at his words. Kazutora took it as a good sign to continue. "You never deserved how I treated you, and you definitely didn't deserve for me to leave without any explanation. You were the only friend I ever needed; honestly."

You shook your head, your expression going right back to how it was previously. He'd rubbed you the wrong way again.

"You didn't act like I was the only friend you needed! The night before you disappeared you just hit me with the whole 'I might not see you again' thing, and I really thought maybe you'd come back, or text, or something, but I deadass did not see you again!" You ranted, brows furrowing while you frown, taking a step back from him. Kazutora frowned, the memories of that night flashing through his mind. He made the biggest mistake of his life that night, deciding to walk away from you and go through with that fight against Toman.

"You're right. I-..I was just-...I should've stayed with you! None of this would've happened if I'd just stayed with you, but I couldn't. I got myself too deep in this situation with a rival gang at the time, and ended up hurting you. I just really didn't want you to know about it 'cause I was scared you'd hate me, and then leave me for real." His tone lowered by the end, eyes looking to the side vulnerably.

"Kazutora..." You trailed off, facepalming with an exasperated sigh. He was scared you'd leave him?! You were probably the only person that was ever truly down for him back then!

He sighed defeatedly. "I know. You probably think I'm messed up, but you gotta believe me, I really do miss you. I wanna make up for everything." He pleaded, looking at you with hopeful eyes.

"I don't think you're messed up, I think you're a fool, as per usual." You grumbled yet your tone was slightly playful, raising a brow as you pursed your lips at him before continuing. "You know, I'd always think about you. Even in college when I was in a whole new world, you still made your way into my head." You admitted, looking away from him shyly. His eyes widened, heart warming at the fact that you still bothered to think of him. "You really still thought about me; all this time? I figured you moved on by now and forgot all about me."

"Don't get me twisted, I wanted to. I wanted to forget you 'cause I was so mad and hurt that you left me, but I really couldn't, just like right now. I wanna be pissed and maybe even slap you right now, but I can't 'cause I care about you." You explain softly, looking at him with mixed emotions. "I care about you, too! I've thought about you every day and night! That's why I came back for you, to make things right between you and me." His tone was soft and sincere, grabbing both your hands in his as he stepped closer to you.

"Please don't back away..." He added, looking down at you with sparkling, puppy-like eyes. "Are you really trynna be cute right now?!" You question slightly shocked, narrowing your eyes halfheartedly. Even though you still had your guard up, you didn't bother to pull away from him this time. "I mean..." He lets out a nervous chuckle, not really sure how to respond. "So, you really thought about me..day and night?" Raising a brow you looked at him skeptically, warming up to him just a tad more.

"Yeah, I swear! When I ended up going to prison...I decided once I got out I'd come find you. It took me a while because, I'm not gonna lie I was terrified to face you, but I'm here now. All I wanted to do was make up for how I acted towards you back then; I wanted you to realize I never once forgot about you."

"Mmhmm." You pursed your lips, trying not to come across as moved as you really felt by that. "I know you won't forgive me right away, probably, but I just needed to see you. I want to show you I can still be a good friend to you. Uhh, so...do you mind if I stay here for a bit today? Just so we can catch up? It took a lot for me to come here. You can keep being mad at me later, ok?" He pleaded, giving you the sweetest, most charming smile he could muster. You knew you weren't strong enough to make him leave, honestly you really didn't want him to.

"Ok...fine." You nod, tone soft. "Let's sit on the couch for now." You add, gesturing to the living room. Kazutora followed behind you, discreetly checking out your apartment before he sat next to you, making sure to maintain a distance that wouldn't annoy you. He figured he'd been playing his cards pretty well for now, he just had to keep it going then maybe you'll be more warmed up to him, and maybe you'll wanna be friends again. "So, you were in jail this entire time? Do I...wanna know why?" You question cautiously, looking at him with a worry-filled expression. His face fell, a mixture of shame and discomfort. "No, but...you probably deserve to know." He sighed.

"What happened?" You murmur softly, turning to face him on the couch now. Your heart started racing just a bit out of anxiousness to hear his side of this story. Ten years is a long time, so obviously this wasn't just any old crime. "Well the day after our.."fight" we had, Valhalla got into a brawl with this other gang called Toman. I used to be a part of Toman a really long time ago, but some things went down so I left. To make a long story short, I-..I ended up killing one of Toman's members; one of my best friends."

Your brows furrowed, looking at him in full out concern. The silence was loud and hovered heavily in the room. Kazutora casted his gaze downward at his hands folded in his lap, too ashamed to really look at you anymore. He never wanted you to actually know about why he was gone all this time, but he knew you had to know. If he was going to be friends with you again he knew he had to be fully open and honest with you, unlike last time. "I-...I really don't know what to say, I mean, it definitely explains why you were gone. Did someone force you to do it? Was the fight that bad?" You questioned cautiously. You weren't sure if asking about those things would be too painful for him. "No, no one forced me." He muttered, eyes still downcast. That was all he had to say for you to understand.

"Are you scared of me now?" He frowns, his tone completely defeated as he turns his head slightly towards you. "I-..I mean, I'm not sure. It seems like you regret it and don't want to do something like that again. Is that true?" You question, leaning over to try and meet his gaze. "Yes, I'd never do anything like that again, honestly. It was a huge mistake and I regret it to this day. Most importantly, I'd never hurt you, ever." Finally he met your eyes, looking at you with a serious, highly sincere expression.

"There goes the Kazi I know. I know you wouldn't hurt me, I just wanted to hear you say it." You smiled softly, placing your left hand over his folded hands. A small gasp escaped his lips, shocked that you remembered that nickname for him from way back, and even more shocked that he's actually hearing you say it now. "I should probably tell you now that I'd forgiven you a long time ago. I don't hate you, and I'm not holding any kind of grudge against you. It was just a lot of emotions over the years that came to the surface after seeing you all of a sudden." You explain. "And...I've missed you; a lot." Your voice shook, eyes quickly build up with tears and slightly blurring your vision.

Kazutora doesn't even bother to say anything, and without hesitation he wraps his arms around you in a deeply affectionate hug. Instantly, you wrap your arms around him, reciprocating the same level of emotion. His head fell on your left shoulder while he squeezed you, trying to get as close as possible. This is the first hug he's experienced in years, the last one he received being from you as well. It didn't even feel real having his arms around you, as this was something he'd only ever been able to dream of. It was real now, and your embrace was even more comforting than before, even more special.

"Can you please say that again?" He asks desperately in a quiet voice. "I really missed you, K." You repeat with a warm smile. He felt you lean your head against his as you spoke, making his heart strings pull in his chest. Small, hot tear droplets were falling from his eyes before he even realized it. "I missed you so much too. I don't wanna be away from you again." He murmured into your shoulder, slightly muffled by your top, but you still understood perfectly.

"Noo, don't cry, you're gonna make it worse!" You whined, nuzzling your head into him as your own tears began spilling down your cheeks. Your right hand lifted to gently stroke his hair, trying to calm him down so you could regain your own composure. It seemed you were only making it worse though, as his body lightly shook in your arms.

"Ok..." You murmured, feeling him rest his full weight onto you, pushing you backwards on the couch and into a laying position. The memories were invading your mind while in this nostalgic position. A few times he'd come to your place solely for you to comfort him just like this when he was upset about something, running your hands through his hair until he'd fall asleep on top of you in this same way. You briefly took your hand away from his hair just to wipe your own eyes, finally calming yourself, before going right back to soothing him.

"'M sorry." He mumbled, rather cutely in your opinion. "You're alright, K." You smile softly. "But look at this, your hair is so long now! I just noticed." You change topics, trying to get him calm. "Mhm." He nodded weakly with a little sniffle, making you chuckle lightly. He's still just a big baby, exactly like back then. "I like it, a lot, and you still have your blonde highlights." You add, continuing to stroke his hair gently. "Mhmm." Kazutora sighed blissfully, relaxing more onto your chest, no longer shaking from crying. Your voice was so soothing and soft, something he still loves to hear to this day. You've always been the only person to get him so calm and tranquil when he's upset. The only person that could soothe him to sleep.

"By the way, you're way heavier than before, K. Lowkey strugglin' down here." You let out a strained chuckle, tapping the crown of his head. He let out a little disappointed groan, clearly not wanting to move from his comfortable spot, but he gets up nonetheless. Hesitantly he pulls himself away from you, lingering just a little as your hands slide off of his head.

"I was actually just in the middle of making tea and stuff, do you want anything?" You offer, standing from the couch while gesturing towards the kitchen. Kazutora knew it would sound cheesy if he said it out loud, but he didn't want anything except you in this current moment. Nonetheless he nods anyways, accepting anything he can get from you in this moment. "You still like tea, K?" You call from the kitchen. "Of course! I like anything you make." He says plainly. Your cheeks heat up a little, feeling a bit caught off guard by that statement. He comes over and joins you in the kitchen, trailing into the room like a lost puppy. He really hasn't changed at all, it's so cute.

"You know what? It's something I wanna show you after we have breakfast!" You beam, remembering something from a long time ago. You were sure he'd remember too once he sees it.

💎

With an excited smile, you lead Kazutora to your bedroom by his hand. It took everything for his heart not to burst out of his chest at the way this looked. You were still, to this day, the only girl whose bedroom he's ever set foot in. "Ok, here's my room! I'm really proud of the design." You beam, just as you opened the door. It was a girls room that's for sure, and cute just like you. The room was luxurious looking though it wasn't an enormous space. Crystal bedside lamps in a warm light sat elegantly on either side of the queen sized bed. Instead of a TV, you had a projector that shined a white light against the wall opposite of the bed. Speaking of the bed, instead of facing forward you had it to the side.

He already knew why, you love beds being against the wall so you had something to put all your pillows against. It was just more cozy to you than both sides leading to the floor, and after he'd spent so much time lying with you, he understood why you loved it so much. The walls were a neutral champagne color, the furniture being used for the accent color. Vibrant pink which was different from before. Your favorite color was blue back then, he figured it must have changed over time. "You just gon' keep standin' there? Come inside!" You chuckle, pulling on his hand and bringing him over to your bed. "Wait here, I gotta get it from the other room." You say, speeding out of the room and out of sight. Kazutora truly felt like he was dreaming. He was really here, sitting on your bed, in your apartment.

"Ok, I'm back!" You pop your head in with a goofy smile.

"That was fast." He chuckles.

"Look what I got!" You jump into the room, holding out that stuffed bunny he won you all those years ago. Kazutora's jaw drops, looking between you and the bunny in shock.

"You-...you still have that?!" His tone is quiet as he speaks.

"Mmhmm! I ended up naming her Mimi!" You beam, snuggling your face into it as you rejoin him on the bed. "I remember...how happy I was that night." You add in a soft voice, looking down at your bunny as you fiddle around with it's frilly red dress. Kazutora's heart skips at your words. Something about the way you said that made him wonder which parts of that night made you most happy. "I was happy that night too."

"Remember we went on that one rollercoaster together? I couldn't believe you'd never been on one before that." You chuckle lightly, finally making eye contact with him. Ohhh yes, that was one crazy ride. Neither of you realized it was the kind that stops right at the top, dangling all the passengers before finally dropping down the tall slope. "Yeaaah! That was so much fun! And those characters that'd chase us around the park; I remember that too!" He beamed, a wide smile on his face.

"I think...my favorite part of that night was when we all went to the haunted house. Remember that?" You murmur cautiously, your eyes fixated on his face to see his reaction. His face breaks out into a deep blush, eyes slightly widening as he recalls what happened specifically in the haunted house. He swallows nervously. "Uhh, I-I remember." He stutters cutely. You giggle lightly to yourself. That was just the response you were hoping for.

"Good. I would've been mad if you didn't." You joke, nudging his side playfully.

"I haven't forgotten a single memory with you..." He admits, his tone much softer than he intended.

#strawberryfairi🧚🏾‍♀️ #back when i knew you #kazutora x reader #kazutora x black fem reader #black female reader #tokyo rev #Kazutora #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora hanemiya x fem reader #kazutora x you

[strawberryfairi]

“I loved you then…back when I knew you”

Synopsis: 💎 When your old high school best friend, and admittedly, first love randomly shows up at your door one morning after a bit over ten years apart, your memories of him that you once locked away comes flooding back. Are you open to hearing him out after all this time? (In other words…will you take your man back or nah?)

♕Pairings: Kazutora X Black Fem Reader 🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ)🛑Content: 18+ Eventual smut, Some grief, Some angst ~Crossposted On: Wattpad ONLY ~Updating WEEKLY

w.c. 2.6k💠 Released March 28, 2024

NOTE🧚🏾‍♀️✨: This chapter is so rushed and short fr I'm def not proud of this one, BUT due to this fact I'm doing a double post of chapters 9 + 10❤︎ You're welcome teehee.

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CHAPTER 9; BROKEN

It's been a while now after finding out a bit of Kazutora's past. You were way too nervous to really ask him anything about it as you really didn't want to upset him and ruin your already blurry friendship.

You figured if he wants to share anything about it he will, in his own time.

Today was another one of those school days that were unbearably boring. Though it was actually a bright, clear skied day, the morning was quiet, everyone tired and sluggish from a weekend full of cloudy skies, and rain.

It wasn't until lunchtime that things finally started to get more...exciting for you and your friends.

"Are you deadass?!" You gaped at your friend Hanako-chan, along with the other girls at the lunch table.

"Yup! He asked me out last Friday after school! It was so cute; I couldn't believe it!" Her cheeks were dusty pink as she recalled the memory of her crush asking her out.

"Wooooow! I'm so happy for you, Hanako-chan." You smiled softly at her.

"This is the same guy that came to hang for Halloween, right?" Yumi chimed in, her brows slightly furrowed.

"Yeah! His name's Sora Kobayashi." She swooned hard.

"Oooo! Hanako Kobayashi kinda eats, you know? It's got a lil ring to it." You smirked devilishly, her face turned deep red as the other girls giggled.

"It's giving future husband!" Asuka-chan chimed in, a bright smile on her face.

Suddenly, some commotion going on towards the entrance of the cafeteria caught all of your attention, heads turning nearly in sync with each other.

It was Kazutora, who hadn't been here earlier today, strolling in casually with those two other guys you'd seen with him once before. You already knew what was going on as his eyes locked with yours. A charming grin made its way on his face as he approached you.

"Speaking of husbands...." Yumi murmured with a devilish smile, looking your way for a moment.

"Hey", he nodded towards you, "hey girls." He then acknowledged your friends to which they all smirked.

"Heeeeyyyy." They sang, dragging it out obnoxiously long.

"Ohhh would you look at that, suddenly we all have somewhere to go, right girls?" Miyazaki-chan cut in, clearing her throat and raising a brow so all the girls would get what she's trying to do.

"O-oh yeah yeah! We're needed...elsewhere currently. See ya!" Asuka chuckled, making it so obvious they were leaving us alone on purpose. You sighed, discreetly rolling your eyes.

How y'all needed elsewhere during lunch...?

"Why'd you come to school so late? You dropped me off just to dip out then come back?" You questioned, your brows furrowed. He put on his signature cheeky smile, his eyes closed from how wide it was.

"Uh oh..." You deadpan, already knowing he was up to absolutely no good with that look. "What did you do?" You narrowed your eyes. He shook his head. "What are you doing?" You said next, your expression still the same as the intrigue started to rise more. He shook his head again. "What are you about to do?" This time your brow raised as there wasn't any other variation left that you could think of.

"There it is! I'm bustin' you outta here!" He says excitedly.

"You what?" A playful scoff escaping you as a small amused grin made its way on your lips. Kazutora grabbed your hand with both of his, pulling a bit so you'd stand out of your seat.

"Uh uh! I can't leave!" You pulled against him, trying to keep yourself planted.

"Yeah you can! I do it all the time." He shrugged like it was the most simplest thing ever.

"Yeah but you're not supposed to! And I'm not you!" You frown.

"C'mon goody two shoes, I'm kinda on a time crunch right now."

"No, I can't skip school! Bruh!" You spout rapidly, feeling a mixture of nervous excitement. It was kind of true that you were a 'goody' type of student. Never skipping school, always on time for class, and getting your homework done to the best of your ability was always your thing. Compared to Kazutora you probably were an angelic, perfect example student.

The idea of skipping has never even crossed your mind before, seeing as you figured teachers would worry and highly likely call your mom, which would then petrify her and have an entire S.W.A.T team level search party coming for you. It just wasn't worth it to skip. Besides, where would you be skipping to? For what?

"It's fine! You can miss half'a day." He chuckled, finally pulling you along towards the caf entrance.

"No, I'm serious! This isn't a good idea! I'm gonna get in- You cut yourself off with a gasp, feeling slightly disoriented as Kazutora abruptly pulled you towards him and casually flung you over his shoulder.

"Hey! If you don't put me down!" You blurted out frantically in English, making him laugh. "You're embarrassing me in front of all these-oh my gosh...." You facepalmed in defeat, watching as everyone laughed and took in the scene unfolding in amusement.

"It'll be fun, trust me!" He assured playfully, still keeping you perched up on his shoulder as he and his friends walked out of the school.

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Kazutora had taken you all over the place today. First it was some street race that he took you to watch together. It was all kinds of older guys and even some your age, dressed in streetwear, smoking and driving really cool looking cars.

You were glad he'd taken you to your place first to change out of your uniform, it would've looked so awkward since everyone else was dressed so amazing.

You were wearing a cute black skater style skirt with a slit by the right thigh, sheer nude stockings and a white cropped top. Over the fit you had on a hot pink cardigan with your first initial stitched in the back, and white two and a half inch knee high, heeled boots. It was fully into November by this point, so the cardigan was much needed. It wasn't necessarily blending with the streetwear vibe, but you were still cute nonetheless.

Afterwards he'd taken you out to get food at this ramen place! It was here that you started to wonder if this was his way of taking you out on a date without actually saying it. He was all smiles the entire time, talking up a storm with you, and insisted on paying for everything.

Then you both just wandered around the shopping district, trying on all kinds of things and even clothes and accessories you didn't even like. He'd even gone out of his way to buy you something you liked a lot. These gold, medium sized hoop earrings with little faux diamonds embedded into them. To say you were overjoyed and flattered would be an understatement. Immediately the jewelry became your absolute most cherished item in your accessories drawer.

And now, hours and hours later, the two of you were off somewhere deep in the city, strolling into some random skyscraper.

"K, what are we doing?!" You chuckle, going along with things as he leads you to a basic looking metal door in the main entrance of the building. The door revealed flights on flights of squared stairs, an elevator on the right upon coming inside.

"You'll see." He replies vaguely, a cute yet mischievous looking grin on his face. The two of you went all the way to the top floor, heading to the door that leads to outside.

Instantly you were met with an astonishing view, other buildings, street lights, and the night sky all greeting the both you. It was almost a fully clear sky up above, thousands and thousands of stars along with the half moon shined so brightly. "This is beauuuutiful! We're so high up!" You beam, smiling as the wind slightly brushes past you, making your skirt and cardigan sway.

"I know. I come up here all the time." He says softly, walking ahead of you.

"Come on!" He urges, giving you a nod. Snapping out of your daze you catch up to him, the two of you walking near the edge of the building.

"Wait...don't go too far, K." You warn, feeling your heart drop slightly as he kept going. The two of you weren't so close where you could fall, but it was enough to make you just a bit nervous.

"It's fine, don't worry." He assures. "I brought you here 'cause this spot is really special to me." He says softly with a particularly warm smile.

Your heart fluttered wildly in your chest at his words, a small smile dancing its way across your lips. "I'm glad you took me here. I really like it."

"Y'know, I'm really happy I met you. I want you to know that." He continues, brushing his hand behind his neck nervously.

"Aaaw, I'm glad I met you too, K! You're my best friend." You admit softly, feeling your cheeks heat up as that's the first time you'd ever told him you felt that way.

"Actually, I brought you here 'cause...I gotta-..I gotta tell you something." He adds hesitantly, looking to the side a bit as his expression turns a bit pained.

This time your heart practically attempts to leap out of your chest. You purse your lips together to try and conceal the fully wide, glowy smile, clasping your hands together. Your little paper bag with your new earrings sat between your fingers. You might be joining Hanako-chan in the no longer single committee real soon!

"Yeah?" You murmur softly, biting your tongue.

Was he actually gonna go and confess his feelings?! Maybe that's why he came and took you out of school. He set up this whole thing just so you guys could end here, and he could ask you to be his girlfriend!

"Um..I don't really know how to say this..." He trails off, still not making any kind of eye contact with you.

"No, it's ok!" You assure sweetly, taking a step closer to him. By now your brows start to furrow a bit, slowly becoming concerned as his expression turns almost stony, and his eyes look hollow.

Maybe this wasn't what you thought it was...

"W-what's wrong?!" You press, placing a hand on his arm.

"I-...I may not..see you again." He finally mutters weakly, his eyes looking up at yours finally.

You blink, shaking your head a bit. Immediately your hand drops from his arm, looking at him as though he just went and slapped you across your face.

"What? What do you mean?" You question, your tone a bit sharper than you intended.

"I'm not gonna see you again. Not for a long time probably-

"What are you talkin' about? What does that even mean?!" You rant, feeling your heart start to crack. He lets out an exasperated, conflicted sigh, burying his hands in his pockets.

"I can't really tell you why, but after tomorrow...I just won't be able to see you again." He explains again, not bothering to expand any further.

"You can't tell me?! You brought me here just to say this?! To just drop me?!" Your chest rises and falls visibly as your breathing becomes heavier, an overwhelming amount of emotions starting to wash over you. Anger, confusion, worry, betrayal, even denial.

"I'm sorry." He replied barely above a whisper. You scoff at his weak response.

"You're sorry?! Sorry for what exactly, 'cause you don't seem all that sorry. What did I even do-

"No no, you didn't do anything! It's not even about you, I just have-

"So if I didn't do anything why are you doing this?! You took me out of school, spent all day playing nice, and brought me here just to tell me you're never gonna see me again, and you can't even at least explain to me why?!" You argued with a shaky voice. By now you'd already started crying, the tears streaming down your face like waterfalls.

"I promise I'd tell you if I could, but I can't." Kazutora says regretfully, a pained look on his face as he tries to reach for your hand.

"You can't or you won't?" You question sharply, snatching your hand away as you take a step back.

He goes silent, looking down and to the side, not even at least trying to answer you.

"Wow. So that's it, you just...say nothing." You scoff, shaking your head, looking over at him as if he were the worst person you knew. "I'm sorry..." He mutters monotonously. "I can't believe you." You grumble bitterly. What you really meant was 'I can't believe I actually fell for you'.

"Well I'm glad then, that you won't see me again, 'cause I don't wanna see you." You scowl, giving him one last look before storming off back inside the building, heart breaking even further when he doesn't bother to try and stop you.

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You'd went home and just cried and cried and cried all night until you fell asleep. It was so bad your mom could hear your sobs, bursting into your room to figure out what the matter was. You'd managed to tell her the whole story, crying into her chest as she tried to console you as best as she could.

The next day was the worst, the realization that what had happened last night wasn't a dream but very much reality made your heart break all over again. You were in so much pain, everything ached, and your head was pounding.

You didn't eat, you didn't turn on any lights in your room, you barely even spoke.

The girls had been blowing up your chat since yesterday, wanting to hear the 'tea' about how things went with you and Kazutora when the two of you ditched school together. You'd went and turned the group chat and individual chats with them on do not disturb. Honestly you were just embarrassed, feeling so stupid about the way you felt about him since it all blew up in your face. It's the way you really swore he was gonna confess to you, tell you he loves you and the two of you would just...who knows?

None of that even matters at this point? He doesn't want you around so any fantasies you once had before were all turned into pitiful ash in a matter of seconds. Your mom had told you last night that she believes he still cares about you and likes you, but he just went and chose to push you away 'cause he's not ready.

You hated him, hated everything about him, especially the things you used to love the most. Even more so you hated the memories, the memories that would flash through your mind, plaguing and haunting you relentlessly every second of every day.

Each day after felt worse and worse, unlike what your mom had assured you of. Every day that you two didn't speak chipped off pieces of your heart. Everything reminded you of him, the stuffed bunny he got you, your own bed that he'd laid in with you multiple times, when you walk outside and he's not there waiting for you to walk to school together.

School was the absolute worst. You'd gone from Hanemiya-san's princess to Hanemiya-san's ex. Rumors spread all over like wildfire, and of course with Kazutora no longer coming to school people felt completely free to voice their opinions loud and proud. Of course your friends would come to your defense, but now all of you were outnumbered, so it didn't do much to stop anyone from talking their shit.

Finally, weeks turned into months, which turned into years.

It took two years for you to finally free yourself from the depression of being left by Kazutora, college being the exciting new beginning for you.

You'd decided to go home, back to America to really clean off your slate. You met new people, made new friends, though you kept in touch with all of your friends from Japan. It was rough though, talking to your friends in Japan, they'd always remind you of what you left behind....

#strawberryfairi🧚🏾‍♀️ #back when i knew you #kazutora hanemiya x reader #kazutora hanemiya x black fem reader #black fem reader #tokyo rev #kazutora #tokyo revengers x black reader #kazutora x you #kazutora x reader

[strawberryfairi]

Ngl, Ao3 is kinda weird 'cause why are you only allowed to give kudos once? Like...let folks blow folks up and show love fr😭

#strawberryfairi🧚🏾‍♀️ #ao3 writer #black female writer #why is it like that? #that don't make no sense fr #let people show love on ao3 #ao3 is a little weird ngl... #like what??? #ao3 #ao3 fanfic

[strawberryfairi]

Oh my gosh guuuyysssss!!!

So I've officially started posting my works (both long and short fics) on AO3🤗 I'm very excited 'cause I've been waiting for the invite to come through and it finally did!!! I'm really out here y'all! Wattpad, Tumblr, and now AO3 in the mix!!!

sksksksksksksksk!

#I'm doin my thang!!! #strawberryfairi🧚🏾‍♀️ #black female writer #ao3 writer #wattpad writer #tumblr writer #don't play wit me fr #stoooop

[strawberryfairi]

This is LITERALLY ME💀😭 I’m literally up to chapter 10 for A Mile Away and up to chapter 13 of Back When I Knew You cause of this exact thing!!!

Me: Okay, Brain. Think about what happens next in this chapter.

Brain: *Skips three chapters ahead*

Me: No, no. This one, this chapter, the one we are writing right now.

Brain:.......*47 scenes forward*

Me: NO

#why can i never finish my storiessss #writer #writer stuff #imma finish these stories I SWEAAARRR #black female writer #i love what i do

[strawberryfairi]

Hello girl!! I love the stuff you write, it’s so immersing and fun to read,

To start off, how about JJK men and where they’d take you on a first date! Maybe also if they fumble or not? Or something along the lines of that if you’d like!

Note🧚🏾‍♀️: Omg hey🙋🏾‍♀️ that is so so sweet, thank you so much🥹!! I really appreciate that 'cause sometimes I be like dang, is my writing ass🧍🏾‍♀️🤡💀?? Lol but anywaaaayssssss...I decided to go and try the short fic kind of route for these so they'll be on the longer side, therefore I'm gonna make it a multipart thing! (P.S. Lmk also if the short fic version gave as opposed to the just straight bullet point thoughts)

JJK + First Date Headcanons

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CHOSO KAMO ʚ🌹ɞ

Choso, being new to the dating world and not having really anyone to go to for advice on this particular field, chooses what he believes is the smart way to go....to the internet. There's so many articles, Youtube videos, and even movies that discuss the topic of "The Perfect First Date". The options are overwhelming, yet there's one idea that really catches his eye.

It's a Saturday, just hitting around twelve in the afternoon, and Choso is right on time just as he said he'd be. He's at your door, dressed in a black- fairly loose fitted- button up top, with acid wash black ripped jeans. His hair is in his signature style, the two spiky buns that you absolutely adore on him. You could smell the subtle hint of cologne on him, a very earthy and mellow fragrance that seemed to match his overall personality well. It was highly attractive.

He looks so nervous, and honestly, a huge part of you was relieved as you were shaking in your own boots as well.

"H-hey" He stammers cutely, "You ready to go?"

A sweet smile etches it's way across your glossy lips, "Yeah, I'm ready!"

He extends his right arm, allowing for you to link yours with him as he takes you to his car out front of your place. "You look beautiful by the way;...as always." He compliments with a faint dusty pink hue across his pale cheeks.

"Thank you. You look great as well; as always." You chuckle lightly, feeling your own cheeks heat up right along with him.

The drive isn't too long, and you figure out exactly where he's taking you as he pulls up to a beautiful looking arboretum parking lot, in the outskirts of Tokyo. You let out a soft gasp, heart warming at his choice in date destination.

"Oh wow, Choso this looks so beautiful already!" You beam excitedly, staring out the window in a rather childlike way as he puts the car in car.

"I'm glad you think so. I was so nervous you wouldn't like it." He admits with a timid chuckle. He gets out of the car, then comes around to give you a hand as you step out. You watch as he goes to the back seat, taking out a large blanket along with a basket that you hadn't even noticed. As if his idea couldn't get any sweeter. You feel your heart swell with warmth, watching as a happy, wide smile plasters itself across his adorable face.

"Ok..." Choso nods, grabbing your hand gently and leading you past the tall, black metal gates.

He chose such a perfect time of year as well, mid spring, when all the flowers have bloomed and the trees are full of lively colored leaves. The scent of all the flowers fill the air, being carried around by the soft breeze. You spot plum blossoms, cherry blossoms, camellias, and even lavender. Choso practically follows you around like a lost puppy, taking in all your explanations of each flower and how you love their shape and color. Even he can't help but squat down and gently touch some of their soft petals.

Finally, the pair of you reach the main event of the whole arboretum, a small stream with a beautiful, traditional looking red bridge in the center of a field. Beautiful lines of cherry blossom trees surround the area, and patches of flowers grow along the bank of the stream.

Choso sets the blanket down while you smoothen it out along the grass, and place the basket filled with foods he hopes you'll like down. The two of you talk, getting to know each other better while enjoying both the scenery, and overall, each other's company. You're already so enamored by Choso solely due to the amount of effort he's put into the first date alone.

So far, he never comes across like you're a burden or that it's some kind of obligation to take you out on a date, and you really appreciate that attitude from him.

He's made his intentions very clear with you, and this first date is just the icing on the cake. Inwardly, unbeknownst to either of you, you both wish this date would never end.

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A/N❥: Choso does NOT fumble the first date bag whatsoever in my book! He's just too much of a sweetheart for that; he gon' do his RESEARCH🧐🔬 okaaaay!!!! But fr though, this was very fun to write! I really like this idea of doing date headcanons in this kind of short fic form, thank you so much for the ask🙆🏾‍♀️

#choso kamo #choso kamo x reader #choso jjk #choso headcanons #strawberryfairi🧚🏾‍♀️ #jjk #jjk headcanons #jjk fanfic #choso x reader