❤️💖Akira headcannons💖❤️
You were friends with akira and his friends but you didn’t really KNOW of his little secret but one day some kids would bully you to no end because they found out you wrote a love letter to the new transfer student
And boy did him and ryuji literally bolt into that and defend you as if they were literally begging for a reason to throw down and fight kids you could even hear a angry meow come from a bag ( did he bring a cat to school? Why was a cat defending you? )
After explaining to a teacher why a full out fight happened akira took everyone out for a nice meal at a ramen joint you sat there shyly slowly taking a deep breath before handing him the letter as he slowly looked it over you were expecting a reaction or even a rejection and you just hear “ oh “.
You straight up stared at him concerned as he looked over noticing the odd expression “ oh! Right sorry yeah I already knew you liked me y/n honestly I just assumed we were already dating “
You had to blink at least a few hundred times but what you didn’t know was he saw your true heart he went to your palace and saw what ruled your heart and who held your heart he did and there he broke down in tears that someone could love him as much as you did
Ryuji yell whispered over to him “ you didnt ask them out yet you forgot a step!! “ Ann hits ryuji up side the head “ your ruining the moment! Just eat the free meal! “ yusuke just sat there tearing up “ i can’t believe i actually get a real meal “
After a few days in akira would gift you small things he would make like oragami or flowers he grew with harus help like white lilies he would even let Morgana stay with you some nights since you hate sleeping alone due to bad night terrors
( hope you enjoyed and remember take your time! And enjoy your days! )
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Akira when something is bothering you
Genre: comfort/angst, fluff, gn!reader
warnings: mentions of bad mental health (ed, depression, sh, etc)
word count: 838
A/N: I had this in the drafts for a couple months and mostly wrote it cuz the mental illness was hitting me extra that day lolll. but I'm doing good now!! I hope if you've ever felt something similar this can make you feel better :)
likes and reblogs are appreciated, fic under the cut <33
A lot of things were on my mind, college, my family, my weight. I can't remember the last time I ate a proper meal. I hadn't been taking care of myself properly and I would just work or sleep the days away. I thought about hurting myself, running away, or just ending everything. One day, he asked if he could come over just to hang out. I tried my best to hide everything and plaster my best smile and the laugh that he loved hearing so much. But of course, he knows me down to the minute details.
love, you okay?
Hm? Yea, why'd you ask?
You seem quieter than usual
Ah it's nothing I'm just a bit tired
. . . . .
You're lying to me
huh? why would I-
He moved closer toward me and stared me straight in the eyes. Our difference in height made me have to look up at him.
Something's bothering you, isn't it?
It's really nothing
You've been zoning out and only saying one or two-word answers
. . .
He cupped my cheek, his hands smooth and warm. I tried to laugh it off again, as if it was nothing, yet his gaze was still as serious as ever. Firm but warm.
You know you can tell me anything
I wanted to tell him everything, but the weight in my chest made it impossible for me to open my mouth. I couldn't bear to look him in the eyes. I could only hold on to his hand. Something about him is like magic. He could understand my different kinds of quiet. He knew that I couldn't get the words out of my mouth.
Come here
He slowly let go of my cheek and placed it behind my head and pulled me into his chest.
I know it's hard for you to say what's on your mind sometimes. I'll wait for you however long it takes.
I could hear his heartbeat and the steady rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. I could feel the tears falling from my face, staining his shirt. As all my emotions bubbled up to the surface, he stayed quiet as he listened to my troubled sobs, patiently patting my head.
As my tears subdued and my breathing started to calm down, I bring myself up away from his chest, his hands moving to secure my back. I knew deep down he was concerned but all he showed me was his kind smile that would make butterflies flutter inside of me.
You're a pretty crier
I couldn't help but laugh
Thank you
Are you ready to tell me now?
I nod slowly
Take it slow, I'm here for you all night
The words finally managed to flow out of me like water from a leaking pipe. Slow but sure. I still couldn't look him in the eyes. He listened intently to every word I said, making sure that I felt heard. He played with my hair as I talked knowing that it helped me calm down.
I just feel so lost, I don't know what to do. I feel worthless and the only way I know to push myself to be better is to torture myself.
Love, look up for me
As I turned my head up slowly, he placed a soft kiss on my lips. He tasted like the usual Leblanc coffee that he and I both loved.
It really is hard being you huh
I chuckled
You can be such a handful sometimes you know, but I wouldn't trade you for the world I know I can't give you the best advice and I can't give you an instant solution, all I can do is be there for you. I really don't understand how you could see yourself like that when all I've ever known is how perfect and beautiful you are. I'll be with you every step of the way so you can depend on me a little bit more okay? I'll stay with you every single day if you need me to.
Being left speechless, all i could do is bury my face back into his chest saying a muffled "thank you".
All I could hear was the sound of his pretty laughter. He smelled like coffee and felt like rain on a summer's day. He was everything I needed.
He continued to pat my head as he hummed a soft melody he had probably heard on TV. He always claims that he's not much of a singer but I loved his voice. Drowning in the sound of the melody I could feel myself drifting away.
Love? Don't fall asleep, you haven't eaten yet, right?
Hm?
I'll warm up some curry for you, eat a little bit, okay?
. . . . .
I'll eat with you if you want
...okay
He let me cling to him for however long I needed. Something really is magical about him. My one and only, the one person who can understand me down to the minutia, I don't know where I'd be without him.
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