#free! anime x reader

[swtstrwbrris]

𓆩♡𓆪 when you're ready ; nanase haruka 𓆩♡𓆪

request: hello! I hope you're doing good!! I'm not sure if I'm doing this right ... I love your work and writing style and I wanna request a soft Haruka nanase fluff, please? where the reader takes care of him when he's sick and he realises that tbh he's really loved and cared for, or something along the lines of that.

summary: neither you or haru were someone who expressed much through words, so the thought that you were dating each other amazed you at times. Regardless, you found other ways to express you admiration for him, even if he struggled to return the feelings. It finally hit him how much love you've been showering him and he wanted to let you know, just how much he was thankful of being loved by someone like you.

pairing: time skip!haruka nanase x female!reader

genre: established relationship, fluff

warning: reader shows motherly figure

a/n: I was listening to When you're ready by Shawn Mendes and suddenly got inspired to write something similar. From all the dramas and anime I've seen, the male is almost always the one expressing their devotion and willingness to wait for the female to express or return their feelings, but what if, the roles are switched?

"So you're telling me," You opened your door, being greeted by the Kisumi with his cheerful, innocents smile. "you got into a snow fight?" Crossing you arms, you could see Haru hiding behind Kisumi's figure, avoiding your angered eyes.

"It was a just a friendly snowball fight to bring back out childhood days." The bright male shrugged his shoulders, not finding a problem.

You leaned at the door frame. "But I asked Haru to help me get some vegetables for dinner?"

"Oh... He didn't mention anything about that when I asked him." You mentally face palmed. Some times you wonder if you're dealing with a child or young adult when it comes to Kisumi. "He told me he's finding the tree of doom." You froze, trying to make sense of what the salmon pink haired just said. Before you could question him further, he turned around to face Haru, where your eyes almost jumped out of its sockets. He was standing there, shirtless.

"So let me explain what happened." Kisumi read your expression but before he was able to start. You grabbed Haru's arm, pulling him back instead. "Or Haru could do the explaining." You closed the door on Kisumi, yelling a goodbye and thanks as you continued to dragged your nearly frozen lover to the bathroom, running the warm bathwater. His hand was freezing but he remained quiet. He took in your figure, swishing your hand in the water, trying to get the right temperature. You were cooking dinner and wanted to add some vegetables and include some fiber but when you opened his fridge, it there was only fish, canned fish, frozen fish or, well, more fish. You kindly asked if Haru could quickly run to the store to grab some broccoli, which he hesitated at first but gave in, knowing that you've been trying to get him to consume more veggies for his health.

You were more open and vocal compared to Haru which was surprising when he accepted your feeling upon your confession. You were someone that wasn't afraid to speak up, to say what's on your mind and in particular, to let Haru know how much you loved him. Haru was someone who was the complete opposite of you but you didn't mind that from him. You understood his quiet and stoic nature yet regardless, you found yourself falling head over heads for how passionate about his goal and his drive for success. You wanted to do nothing more but to support him and let him know what no matter what happens, you'll always be by his side. Though deep down inside, sometimes you wished that Haru would be more expression or affective but you pushed away that selfish desire, trying to cherish what you have now, and letting Haru decide when he's ready to step out of his comfort zone.

Haru secretly admired your strong mentality and how you carried yourself. You never failed to impress him with the things you do and how determined you are when you have your mind set on things or towards the people you truly cherish and love. Haru had to admit, he was sometimes jealous of you. Jealous of how you can say whatever is on your mind and to his surprised, he sometimes wondered, why did you choose to date him, of all people? But he doesn't dare to ask. Haru was beyond thankful to have you in his life. You never pushed him out his limits or made him change who his is. You’ve always been supporting him, encouraging him to do the best he can be, and no matter what happens, he was always number one in your heart. He tries very hard to be more expressive towards you but unfortunately, all the times he's been practicing in the mirror just isn't enough for him to express it in person as he always end up backing our last minute. You have reminded him multiple times, assuring him that there wasn't any need to push himself to do the things he weren't comfortable with and he wouldn't be more in love with how understanding you are however, it didn't feel right. It didn't feel right that you were always the one giving, and he was only receiving. It didn't feel right that it almost felt one-sided and it most definitely didn't feel right that if Haru didn't say what he's been wanting to say for so long, one day, you might just slip off his fingers.

"Here, the water is at the perfect temperature for you." You swirled your hand in the water, feeling the warmth. You shook off the excess water before wiping it on your apron. Haru quietly steps in, letting out a relieved sigh as he sinks in, closing his lids. You kneeled outside the tub beside him, observing his features and just how handsome he looked. You couldn't help but to trace your fingers over his features, as his eyes slowly open to meet yours. "Haru..." You whispered, his motions underwater almost overlapping your voice. He takes a hold of your wrist, nuzzling his damp cheek against it.

"I'm sorry-"

You cut off his apology. "Trees of doom? Really? Last week you called them veggie farts." You questioned with a soft chuckle. "Haru, you really need to fix this undressing habit of yours. Especially in the winter, when it's like -20C outside! You're going to get sick!" You started your nag. Haru couldn't help but to softly smile at your furrowed brows when you expressed your worries.

"Y/N." He tried to get your attention. "I'm not going to get sick." He reassured.

"If I hadn't dragged you back into the house any faster, you'll freeze up into ice!" You pouted.

"Kisumi started it." He went on explaining how he saw Kisumi and Makoto together to buy gifts for Makoto's younger siblings. In your part, you would say Haru just jealous but you kept quiet, knowing you won't hear the end of it from him. "So yeah, Kisumi provoked me."

You giggled at his angered expression. He truly does cherish the people he loves you thought to yourself. "But that doesn't mean you have to strip half naked." You try to prove your point. "Playing in the snow half naked is just out of the question!" You stood up about to head out back into the kitchen when he got a hold of your arm.

"I told you to not worry." He gave you a peck on the forehead. His lips were still cold. "I'm not going to get sick."

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

You carried a bowl of warm water, placing it on the nightstand as you dipped a towel, twisting away the excess water before gently wiping away the sweat on your feverish lover. "What a surprised. I'm always swimming in cold water and all, how did I caught a cold now?" He had his lids closed as you wiped across his forehead. His voice was soft and weak.

"I'm not surprised. Just a little disappointed." He didn't have to open his eyes to already know the expression you had on your face. Your face was filled with worry the moment you noticed Haru shivering, even after stealing your blankets. "At least your fever is coming down" He tiredly lets out a hum. You kneeled down beside the bed, resting your head on your arm as you stared at his face, wincing time to time from muscle soreness. When Haru gets sick, his whole body almost shuts down. You felt his hand moving, searching for yours as you intertwined your fingers in his, kissing the top of his hand. "You know how worried I get when you're sick Haru." You rubbed your thumb against his skin.

"I know..." He slowly fluttered his eyes opened, turning to face you. His lips were paled and his eyes were filled of tiredness. "I'm sorry, Y/N." You reached for head, gently patting his head.

"Try getting some sleep, alright? I'm going to make some congee for you." You stood up, snuggling him in before you quietly closed the door, heading to the kitchen to start making his meal. Kisumi called to apologize and to check up on Haru to see if he's alright since he also caught a cold. You called his coach to let him know Haru's condition and that he'll need a few days off to recover.

You added to vegetables into the boiling pot before opening the cabinets to see if there's any medication left and too your surprised, you were all out. Tippy toeing back into your shared room, you quietly changed into some warmer clothing before walking back out, quickly glancing at Haru who was peacefully sleeping. You opened the door to a gust of wind and snow blowing into the house. You totally forgot about the snowstorm today but Haru's health was your priority.

You hurried to the convivence store to grab some medication along with snacks that Haru liked before heading home when the smell of something burning alarmed you. You forgot to turn off the stove before you left. You dropped your bag and ran over to the stove, turning off the heat and removing the lid before it overflows when you suddenly felt a shock of pain on your palm. You burnt yourself from the pot lid. Dropped the lid, forgetting that Haru was possibly still sleeping and ran your hand under water, hissing at the contact with the water. You mixed the congee, letting out a sigh that it wasn't burnt. Removing your jacket you went to get the first aid kit to apply some ointment onto your palm before wrapping it. It had a tingling sensation but you needed to make sure Haru eats and takes his medicine. You sliced up some fruit before placing them on a tray, heading to his room when you saw him in the hallway.

"Did something happen?" Haru's complexion looked a lot better after sleeping. His eyes travelled to the tray your holding.

"Oh, it's nothing. Let's go back to the room so you can eat and sleep after."

"I'll eat in the living room. I'm feeling a lot better after sleeping." He takes the tray from you, carrying it to the coffee table before taking a seat on the floor, you sitting beside him. He started eating, letting out a smile as your cooking never fails to impress him. "It's really good."

"Eat more then." You smiled, unconsciously running your hands through his hair. He stops and turns to you.

"What happened to your hand?" He takes a hold of your wrist, eyes widen at they covered palm. You tried pulling it back but his grip was too strong, even for someone who's sick.

"I just burnt myself a little when I was cooking, it's nothing." You tried to reassure him but it doesn't look like it got to him.

"Did you go out?" You followed his eyes behind you to the bag you abandon on the floor when you went to save the congee. "Where did you go in this weather?"

"We were out of medicine so I went to go get some at the convivence store." You stood up to get the bag, taking out the medicine

"Didn't you hear about the snowstorm today?" You looked up to his furrowed brows. "There was even a warning."

"Don't you worry. When it comes to the both of us, you know who dresses more accordingly to the weather." He knew he couldn't disagree, because you were always reminding him to bring a jacket when it's chilly or an umbrella when it rained. "I needed to get you medicine, that's why."

"You could've waited until the storm passes."

"When you're running with a fever and in pain? You know I'll never let that happen." His head dropped in defeat, feeling a little disappointed that you went out in such a horrible weather just to get medication. "Haru, you know how much you mean to me." You held his cheeks, lifting his face so you could look into his ocean blue eyes. "It doesn't matter what time of day, what weather condition, or whatever the problem is, you are always my number one priority." It then hits him. Just how much you cared for him. How much you treasure and adore him. The realization finally comes to Haru, and his heart couldn't stop glowing with love.

"Thank you." He softly smiles. You could feel his cheeks heating up as you automatically felt his forehead.

"Oh no, is your fever coming back again?!" You started to panic but Haru gently places his hand on your lap, trying to get you to calm down.

"Y/N..." He looked to the side, trying to organize his thoughts. "I... You are my number one priority also." You froze, trying to recollect what he just said.

Nervously laughing you gently slapped his shoulder. "Ok Haru, I think this fever is really getting you to. I'm going to get some water so you can eat your medicine. You turn to stand up before landing back on the ground. Haru's arms wrapped you as felt his warmth on your back. Your heart was pounding from his intimate actions. This was definitely something he would not do. Something way out of his comfort zone. "Haru? Are you okay?"

He rests his chin on your shoulder. "You've always been patient with me." You slowly nodded. "You also never failed to let me know how much you love me." His grip around you waist tightens. "If only you knew the amount of times I've tried to do the same." You fingers lightly touch his arm. "I know you told me that you'll wait for when I'm ready. And after all this time, I finally realized something for myself." You quietly waited for him to finished, knowing that he's organizing his thoughts. "I've come to realize just how much I am in love with you."

"Haru you don't-"

"No, Y/N. You don't understand how much I've been wanting to let you know. The amount of times I whispered it to you when you're asleep yet I still can't say it to you face to face frustrated it. The fact that whenever you told me you loved me, I hated myself for not being able to tell you I felt the same." You could hear his voice shaking and turned to face him, gently rubbing his shoulder. He slowly inched closer to your face. "I imagine myself looking to you in the eyes, deeply in love and finally letting all my feelings out for you." You couldn't help but to smile. Maybe this fever of his has him feeling more brave. "Thank you for waiting all this time, Y/N. I love you." He rests his hand on the side of your face, slowly bringing your face closer to his. His eyes staring down at your lips.

As much as you didn't want to ruin this sweet memorable moment, you covered his lips with your palm. "Take your medication and recover." You smirked as his face reddens up from embarrassment. "Then I'll let you finish what you wanted to do." You leaned up to kiss his forehead. "And promise me, no more stripping half naked." He chuckles, nodding his head obediently. You opened your arms for him to gladly fall and snuggle into.

"No matter how long. I'll always be patiently waiting for you."

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[pillow-anime-talk]

another day as a non-married couple.

request: can i request a oneshot where kirishima natsuya reacting that his s/o has been teased about marriage by their friends? whenever natsuya is around, they always say things such as ‘so, when is the marriage?’ or ‘you and natsuya haven’t married yet?’ in order to tease his s/o and makes them flustered. i hope it doesn’t sound weird! 😅

# tags: scenario; current relationship; romance; fluff; bit of comedy; flushy!reader; wedding!au in the background; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. natsuya kirishima {free!}

author’s note: hahaha love this request, lol. thank you and sorry for waiting so long!

It was a phenomenal night surrounded by amazing and loud people, chilled champagne, delicious three-tiered fruit cake, hot dishes and cold appetizers, good alcohol, great music and dancing until the morning. Your cousin was getting married that day and had a huge wedding full of attractions, games and food. Of course, you showed up at the party with your longtime boyfriend – Natsuya. You spoke to many people that evening; younger and older cousins, uncles and aunts, strangers, as well as the bride and groom themselves, who looked beautiful that day – your cousin in a perfectly tailored suit and his wife in a long white dress and light lace on the shoulders. It was so amazing!

Of course, you danced most of the evening with your boyfriend, your closed family and the bride and groom. There was a lot of singing, jokes, toasts and compliments. It was an perfect evening full of joy and love.

“... Psst, psssst, Y/N.” You heard a whisper to your right and looked at your female cousin. Miu was two years younger than you, and by the way very talented in art and music. Your similar age meant that you talked a lot together and often (if money and time allowed) you met together to talk about school, studies, work or health. “Look, I don’t want to say anything, but you’re our cousin’s age. When’s your turn?” She asked laughing and you only blushed red in the cheeks. You looked out of the corner of your eye at your boyfriend, who was having a great time at the sweet table and drinking whiskey with his peers and your uncles, and then you glanced again at the fair-haired girl.

“It’s a... It’s a contentious issue. I won’t pressure him...” You started calmly. “Although I would love to be on the, uh, next stage of a relationship, if I may call it that.”

“Haha, good to know. I have a plan to speed it up.” She said then quickly got up from her seat and winked at you. “Now I’m going to dance.”

“What plan?”

“See you later, Y/N!”

“What plan, brat?!”

{ ･ﾟ✧ }

At some point, it was midnight, the time of unveiling and capping ceremony and having fun. After several hours of dancing and singing, everyone could breathe a sigh of relief while the young couple thanked their parents and guests; the bride and groom gave flowers to their relatives and hugged the witnesses of this wonderful event. Then, together with the DJ who supervised the course of the evening, they invited all the girls to the center of the room so that one of them could catch a bouquet full of lilies of the valley and white roses.

“The rules are simple: during the song you walk around our gorgeous bride, then when the music stops you stop and wait for Yumeko to throw the bouquet to one of you. The one who catches it becomes the new bride!”

You knew with your bad luck you’d never catch the bouquet, so you just had fun to the beat of the loud song. Miu walked ahead of you and one of your aunts was behind you. The bride was having fun in the center of the circle with the photographer and cameraman walking around her. Suddenly the music died down, so all the women in the circle stopped.

You didn’t even register the moment when the bouquet was in your arms, and you, with a shock written on your face, looked around to find your boyfriend. When you found him, he just laughed shyly.

“Kirishima-kun, this time you can’t wait any longer, we’re all waiting for you!” Yumeko said into the microphone and you reddened all over your face again.

“... You’re welcome, my pretty dear cousin.” Miu smiled to herself and you shook your head.

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[gfguren]

pro hero!bakugou x sidekick!reader | fluff, mutual pining, blatant flirting, bakugou calls reader darlin', bakugou is soft(ish) | cw: injury, mentions of alcohol, name calling (idiot), kisses kisses kisses

-bakugou tends to your injury, pining for you nearly as much as you do for him-

Your arm burns in waves, like kindling fire, the plain between your elbow and wrist a bramble of red and purple. It stings like a million tiny thorns pricking your skin.

"Why'd ya get in the way, idiot!" Bakugou's words are fierce and his brow is drawn, but you see the way his cheeks flush. He's embarrassed, guilt-ridden though it's not his fault. Not really.

You were both too overzealous for your own goods, determined to land the final blow on the villains. But his quirk was bigger, more explosive, harder to stop when your hands inevitably collided. You're just lucky your arm took the brunt of it.

Still, you smile despite the pain and his frown deepens, "What? Ya hit yer head too?"

You take a step forward, then two, crossing the threshold of your front door, reveling in the way his blush travels to his ears. "Did you come all the way here just to nag me?" There's a lilt of amusement in your voice, and he huffs, exasperation on his breath. "Or are you finally gonna give me that?"

You point to the bag dangling from his fingertips, pharmacy label half hidden by his baggy combat trousers. He's still in costume, mask pushed up over his wild, blonde hair, light sheen of sweat dotting his forehead and shoulders.

He's a proper distraction from the pain at least.

His gaze falls to his own hand, as if he'd entirely forgotten. There's a palpable moment of hesitation, and then he grunts, knuckles clenching; he thrusts it against your chest.

"Did'ya sterilize it, at least?"

You're half listening, shuffling through the contents of the bag. "Mhm, rinsed it with water when I got home."

"Yer hopeless, darlin'."

You shrug, "If a little burn could take me out, I wouldn't be much of a hero, now would I?"

He snorts, "If ya were such a good hero, you'd have dodged in the first place."

"You think?" You humor his attitude, heart swelling in your chest when you spot your favorite candy hidden beneath the ointments and bandages. You have half a mind to tease him about it. "Are you gonna help me put this on?"

His arms fold across his chest, half a scowl twisting his face. He leans back, tapping a heavy boot against the floorboards. "And why would I do that?"

He must think he's subtle but you read him like a book, finger the pages, read between the lines. There's worry in his brow, guilt, turmoil, anger directed at his own self.

You figured it would help alleviate his conscience, at least.

"That's fine. I'll get around to it eventually." You turn on your heel, adding a cheeky "probably" to accentuate the wave of your hand, nudge him into action. It works.

Warm fingers encircle your wrist and you bite your tongue, suppress the laugh inching it's way up your throat. Predictable, cute. It takes everything in you not to grin.

Two big hands push you down by the shoulders, cushions folding beneath your thighs. Bakugou holds a palm out expectantly and you place your own atop his, reveling in the way his nose scrunches in frustration.

You don't miss the way he lets it linger - just for a moment - before finally swatting it away with a half-hearted flick of the wrist. "The ointment, idiot."

You relent, handing him the thin white tube. He spreads a stripe down his fingertips, seat dipping beside you; he extends his opposite hand. "Now your hand."

You grin, fingers gently curling around his own. It's not meant to be romantic, the way he draws you forward, presses your knuckles to his chest. He's just trying to get a better look at the wound, head tilting this way and that. But his hand is so warm, and he's so pretty from this angle, and when his eyes rise to meet yours his breath hitches in his throat; and so does yours.

It's intimate, familiar.

It makes you want to break whatever this unspoken 'something' is that the two of you have fostered - this growing affection you're both too proud to admit that wears on you, leaves you yearning to lean just a little closer and finally concede.

Just like all those nights ago, when he got a little too drunk at the hero convention, quickly annoyed by the crowds and reporters, the loud, boasting heroes. His champagne glass was quickly emptied once more, grunting when he pushed back in his chair. You remember leaning closer, close enough to discretely ask if he was alright. His red hot stare followed, burned through your chest and down to your core, left you shifting restlessly in your seat.

The air was thick when he finally careened upward, swaying perilously as he took you by the wrist, led you up and out of the dining hall until it was just the two of you, alone in an empty corridor. You could still hear the echo of stranger's voices, but it didn't bother him, not when he crowded you against the wall, not when his big hand fell to the space beside your head, or when his face dipped to linger just close enough to have your heart beating wildly in your chest.

"What about the party?"

"'as boring." He'd replied, fingers 'round your wrist, lingering on your pulse; he feels it stutter beneath his touch. "Ya scared?"

You would be, should be, if it was anyone else. Big, leering, all rippling muscle and explosive temper - but it was Bakugou, your mentor, your best friend, heart of a hero and handsome as hell. You've loved him as long as you've known him.

"No."

He'd grinned, leaned forward til' his lips found yours, deeper, sweeter than you'd ever imagined, and gods you had, too many times.

"Good."

You're so lost in thought that you miss the way skin meets skin, thin buffer of ointment between you, and it burns - his fingers against your aching forearm. Your cheeky smile twists into a grimace and you can almost taste his guilt.

"Quit bein' a baby." Bakugou's bark holds no bite, touch softening until his rough fingers border featherlight. "Yer a hero, r'member."

You watch as he carefully applies the medicine, touch gentling each time you flinch until he's barely touching you at all.

"You've said that a lot today. 'Hero'." You muse. "It's usually sidekick this, sidekick that."

He shoots you a look before wiping the ointment from his fingers. "Yer my sidekick."

"Yeah?" You tilt your head, leaning forward to rest your chin on your unattended hand. "And what's the difference?"

He could answer you honestly, if he wanted. You're capable, brave, strong in your own right - beautiful to boot. You're the best of the best; Bakugou would never settle for less after all. Not that he was going to admit that.

Instead his lips twist in amusement, curling, lopsided, askew; you realize you won't be getting a straight answer.

"Ya should know by now when t' stay out of my way, is the difference." He pulls a bandage as big as his fist from the bag, pressing one corner to the flat of your palm, working it up and around until it reaches your wrist, and further still. "Was perfectly capable of handlin' it on my own."

"Seemed like you had your hands full with the big guy," you quip back, rubbing your thumb absently over the scratchy bandage. "Was I supposed to watch while the other one pummeled you from behind?"

He quirks a brow, you're not sure if he's annoyed or amused. "Woulda been fine. How d'ya think I made it to the top twenty, 've practically got eyes on the back of my head."

"You sure? Think I recall a time or two you've been whacked upside the head."

His eyes stray for only a moment, simmering up at you beneath dark lashes. "Think we might need t' get yer eyes checked, darlin', seems yer seein' things."

"Guess I need a hearing test too, since I remember you being a total crybaby about it."

He centers the tips of his thumb and pointer just above your brow, fingertips bouncing off your forehead, a tepid flick! and he's resuming his handiwork.

"Hey!" you pout, rubbing the offended area with your unfettered hand. "I'm a patient, you're supposed to be nice to me!"

"And who's fault is that." He grins, light and easy and gone in an instant, with a flash of realization, guilt that reaches his eyes and worries his brow. It's his, still.

You sigh, "Look at me." And he does, begrudgingly as it may be. "It's not your fault. I should have trusted you more. And you should have trusted me. We're both idiots so quit blaming yourself." You lightly flick his forehead in return; he doesn't flinch, eyes never leaving your own. "Finish the wrapping and we'll call it even, yeah?"

He grumbles something lost on you, stretching the last bit of fabric beneath your elbow and tucking it into itself. He turns your arm over in his palm, lightly, carefully inspecting it before leaning back against the cushions. You can feel his guilt dissipate, the stress in his shoulders slowly deflating.

"Ya hurt anywhere else?" His voice is low, quiet. He desperately hopes not.

You think for a moment, read his face, his body language, and then you're rubbing the space above your brow, faking a pout if only to lighten the mood. "Yeah, some brute bruised my forehead earlier, think it needs medical attention."

He crosses his arms, muscles flexing, brow tightening in discontent. "I'm being serious."

You struggle to suppress the laugh bubbling up in your chest. "So am I. What a devastating injury, I fear I won't live long." You dramatically throw yourself over his lap, knuckles laid flat over your brow. There's a conflicting look in his eye; you struggle to read it. "If only a big, handsome hero woul-"

You nearly miss the annoyed huff, the subtle roll of his eyes, too enamored in the way he encircles your wrist with one big hand, guides it to rest against his chest before leaning down and pressing his lips to your forehead.

You're sure there's hearts in your eyes when he straightens his shoulders, hand still idle against his heartbeat; his thumb absently strokes the soft underside of your wrist but his gaze doesn't linger. A hint of a blush creeps up his neck, eyes fixated on the opposite corner of the room. "Done bein' a crybaby?"

You try and fail, miserably so, to hide the delight dancing in your chest and curling your toes. There's a grin splitting your cheeks when you sit up, face an inch from his own. "Mhm."

You can feel his breath, his hesitation, the slippery, fluttering feelings he's struggling to catch, and name, and put into words. He decides it's easier to turn his back to them, to you - again.

It's always the same song and dance, one step forward, two steps back.

He's up in a moment, fidgeting with his tank, his gloves, his mask, anything he can get his hands on. You sigh, pushing off the couch, taking one step, two, arms wrapping snug around his middle. "What're ya doin'?"

"Checking something."

"And what's that?"

"Whether or not you have eyes on the back of your head." He ignores your teasing, so you press a little further, tease a little more. "Either you don't," you squeeze him tighter, closer, smush your cheek against his back. "Or you totally just let me hug you."

He croons his head to stare you down, if looks could kill, you'd be very very toasty right about now. Still you laugh, hide your smile in the shadow of his broad shoulders, tip toe around him when twists around to face you.

Finally he catches you, two big hands clamped down on either shoulder. You wait for him to scold you, tongue between your teeth, bated breath in your lungs. But he only grunts, fingers curling around the base of your neck until he can slant his lips over your own.

You sigh, it's the second time Katsuki Bakugou's lips have been on yours. But they no longer taste of saltines, white wine, impulse or hesitation; it's not some drunken mistake or whimsy he'll pretend to have forgotten by morning. This time he's kissing you because he wants to. Because the feelings he harbors are just the same as yours.

And when he pulls away his red eyes have mellowed, a dull amber, an expectant cinnabar. There's a palpable silence, one beat, two, three - possibly. His impatience gets the better of him. "Well?"

You stifle a laugh, keen up at him, hands absently against his chest. "Well what?"

"What d'ya mean 'well what'?!"

What ever self control you had wavers, the incredulous look in his eyes sending you over the edge until your devolving into a fit of laughter.

"What's so funny, huh?"

"'m sorry." The laughter rattles you, chest like a suitcase too small to pack away the joy that fills you, spills over the brim in fits of laughter. It's infectious; Bakugou grins.

Your hands cup his cheeks. "You're too cute not to tease."

He sucks on his teeth. "Cute huh?" His hand cups your wrist, thumbs the bandage, careful, cute. "I nearly cooked ya and 'm 'cute?'"

You lean forward, bump your nose against his. "Mhm."

"There's somethin' wrong with you."

"Yeah, it's called the guy I like is completely oblivious and won't tell me he likes me."

"I kissed you, twice. If ya didn't take the hint, that's on you."

You're smiling when you press your lips to his - quick, tepid, chaste, and over and over and over again.

He breaks away, eyes full of suspicion. "What was that for?"

"What? Didn't you take the hint?" You slant your mouth over his, linger a little longer this time. "I like you." You kiss him again, again, again.

He snorts, palm falling to the small of your back, big hand heavy on your skin. "Point taken."

He dips his head low, kisses you, soft and slow, fingers flexing against your shirt, dragging you closer when you move to pull back. "I like ya." His breath is hot against your mouth. "Always have."

#bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #bakugou x you #bakugou x y/n #bnha #mha #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha x you #mha x you #finally finished the anime #now this blonde menace lives in my head rent free 😩 #if anyone was wondering why i disappeared for 3 months its the 6+ bakugou wips in my phone ☠️

[bunnyreaper]

having an animal crossing island with the 141 boys :-)

johnny harasses the villagers he doesn't like with a net and laughs like a child

kyle makes the best villager fits and owns all the clothing, his character is the cutest

simon loves terraforming and making the island look cool, will spend hours lost in it

john loves fishing for the entire session, completes the museum in record time

#feel free to chime in with your own ideas!! #simon riley x reader #soap mactavish x reader #john price x reader #kyle garrick x reader #tf 141 x reader #am i listening to animal crossing music to soothe my soul? yes #it will get me through the day

[angelltheninth]

Rin Matsuoka Takes His Sweet Time with You

Pairing: Rin Matsuoka x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, established relationship, kissing, locker room sex, post-training sex, biting, rough sex, teasing, dominant Rin

A/N: If you know anything about me then it's no surprise to you that Rin is my favorite.

"What's the rush babe? Swimming practice is over, we've got all the time in the world." Rin smiles, showing you his shark-like toothy grin. Funny that it was pretty much how you felt, at the mercy of a shark, who wasn't gonna leave you alone until his curiosity was satisfied.

And what was Rin's curiosity? If he could make you come while fucking you in the middle of the locker room.

"It's not that... we need to hurry... hurry up and..." Those sharp teeth dragged up your neck to the lobe of your ear, followed by his hot tongue and the pressure of his hands on your hips, bending you forward. There was only him and the bench that you held onto to balance you now.

"But why hurry? Are you in such a rush to get away from your sweet boyfriend? Or maybe what you really want is to come before anyone else steps in here." Rin teased, his pace as fast as his swimming, his body still wet from the pool, where he felt at his most dominant. He didn't need to bring you into the pull to dominate you, all he needed was his cock, and sometimes not even that, it was all that you needed for a flood to begin between your legs.

You heard voices from outside, the cleaners. This needed to end now, but it felt so good to be fucked like this, rough and deep, the wet slaps of his thighs against yours echoing from the tile and metal around you.

"Somebody in there?" You looked back at Rin with wide eyes but he only grinned at you and put a finger over his lips.

"It's me. I'm gonna be getting some more work in so don't rush to clean up okay? Take your time with it." There was no more training, you knew he was done for the day, Rin was just looking for an excuse to make this go on longer.

"Oh! Sure thing man!" Rin chuckled as he kept bit into your ear, making you hiss and moan for him, your voice straining to keep low. "Do you want us to leave the keys here?" He didn't respond, his lips now busy with yours, his tongue swirling in your mouth. "Hello?"

He pulled back with a sigh, "That'd be great!"

The man outside went back to work, the idle chatter from outside made you a little self-conscious about having sex here, but Rin looked like he was enjoying himself. "That was close." You pushed back against his cock, urging him to finish, deliberately fluttering around him.

Rin's crimson eyes peaked below his messy hair, his pace the same as before, showing no indication of speeding up, "See? We do have all the time in the world." Which meant he was gonna keep this going until you were all but yelling at him to make you come. All the while having to be silent enough for the cleaners not to hear the sounds of your and Rin's love making.

#rin matsuoka x reader #free x reader #iwatobi swimming club x reader #anime x reader #rin matsuoka imagine #rin matsuoka fic #rin matsuoka smut #free iwatobi swim club #iwatobi swim club imagine #iwatobi swim club smut #smut drabble #smutember 2023 #x female reader

[cat3ch1sm]

hihi! i saw ur requests were open and i was wondering if u could do killua and gon with a reader whos a silly, clumsy, and kinda dumb mf <3

except readers very powerful, on level or even more than them bc reader is a boss fr 🙏

this can be hcs or a oneshot or whatever u want!

(SORRY IF THIS MAKES NO SENSE LMFAO)

☘️~ DW POOKIE I UNDERSTOOD U PERFECTLY!! thanks 4 requestingg ily <33

gn!reader

𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐨𝐧 𝐰 𝐚 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 <𝟑

୨⎯ 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐚 ⎯୧

killua usually doesn’t have a lot of patience for people with your personality , but he’s honestly seen what you’re actually capable of so he’s more like.. weirded out

as in like, killua knows you’re crazy powerful and generally super capable- so how the hell do you literally manage to trip over every minor obstacle in your path

but tbh gon has kinda warmed him up to those kinds of people. outside of battle situations it’s basically him making sure you and gon don’t get kidnapped or killed or something

and the contrast between your personality during battle and your personality on just a regular day chilling with him and gon is like insane to him. one minute you’re covered in blood and utilizing blazing nen in ways he didn’t even realize were possible, and next you’ve pulled up like a really stupid meme or picture of a cat on your phone and just giggling like an idiot while showing him (and very much still bloodied).

killua asked you about it once and you just kinda gave him that thousand yard stare and he was just like… nvm

apparently your higher functions just shut off after a certain time 😭😭

but back to the clumsy part. because it’s genuinely insane how careless you can be on a daily basis. worse than gon.

“watch out for the fucking pole, y/n!”

“are you even paying attention?”

“what the hell did you even just trip over, you dumbass? there’s nothing even there.”

“holy shit can you be careful for once??”

“I literally watched you take down 10 chimera ants without breaking a sweat and you can’t even pull a push door, you idiot?”

“no, i’m not letting go of your arm because that’s the tenth time you’ve tripped in the past fifteen minutes. you’ll probably kill yourself if i don’t hold your ass up.”

“way to go, dumbass, now you cut your leg. maybe you’ll be less stupid next time” (while begrudgingly fixing you up)

along with being clumsy you can be super absent-minded and get distracted easily. like gon and killua will just be walking and talking and then suddenly stop and realize you stopped like ten feet ago to stare at absolutely fucking nothing.

when they backtrack to get you they’ll be like “wtf are you staring at” and you’ll just snap out of a daze and they’ll realize you weren’t even staring at anything in particular, you just…zoned out😭😭😭

“y/n. y/n? hellooooo? ugh… nevermind.”

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐠𝐨𝐧 ࿐ྂ

we all know gon isn’t actually the silly, slightly air headed kid from the early days of hxh, obviously- but when he’s just with you and killua and there isn’t any danger, you both basically act the same way. believe me yall got killua stressinggg 😭😭

u guys just fuel each others’ silly antics. and while he isn’t as clumsy as you can be, when u guys are together you guys r genuinely a two man wrecking team. you guys are constantly doing silly and sometimes stupid stuff and not at all focusing.

far too many times you both have been walking or running beside each other and just stumbled over each other’s feet and fell to the ground like actual idiots.

you and gon both have the same tendency to get distracted easily. so basically the same scenario from killua’s hcs but you and gon lmfao

he’ll be walking looking at his phone or something and realize the both of you aren’t even beside him anymore.

“y/n? gon? where… you gotta be kidding me. guys. what the hell are you even looking at?!”

little Christmas head canon- you guys absolutely knocked down the tree at least twice.

#anime #hxh headcanons #hxh memes #hunter x hunter #gon x reader #reader x gon #gon freecss headcanons #gon freecss #killua zoldyck x you #reader x killua zoldyck #killua x you #reader x killua #killua zoldyck x reader #killua hc #killua headcanons #killua x reader #killua hxh #killugon #reader x gon free as

[joonipertree]

I need him to pry my mouth open and spit in it, need him to drag his nails against my back, need him to shove my face into the mattress as he fucks me from behind, need him to pull my hair, need him so fucking bad

#rin matsuoka #rin matsuoka x reader #free! rin #free! #free! anime #free! smut #rin smut #free! iwatobi swim club

[akiirah]

cw: reader implied to wear feminine clothing (skirt), afab reader, alcohol consumption, squirting, mean!character

(Drunk sex with your fav) Where you stumble into a random bedroom at someone's house party, he's carrying you up on his shoulders (stumbling) hearing you giggle at his antics.

He drops you on the bed gently, feeling his face flush looking down at you, leaning in to kiss you deeply, the carnal need to eat you up, rising inside of him. He hears the pounding of old school 'Flo Rida' resonating throughout the walls of the room as he stares down at you.

"Mmh, whose room is this~?",

You ask him, tone laced with giddiness, the alcohol making your body buzz with anticipation. As you grasp his face, leaving brief pecks on his lips. He hums, entertained by the way you oh-so-cutely leave smoochy sounds as you continue kissing him.

"Wanna fuck you here."

He leaves a peck onto the apple of your cheeks, groaning at the way your soft tits press against his chest as you arch your back into him.

"If we stayed downstairs any longer, I might've ended up fucking you over on the table in front of everyone"

His hand trailing up from your knee, groping your gentle thighs, the imprint of his fingertips moulded onto the delicate skin. Your breathing quickens as his hand reaches higher to slide underneath the hem of your skirt, lightly brushing against your clit through your thin panties, pressing onto it more firmly as you whine and cant your hips up towards his finger. He holds onto your hips with both hands, firmly pushing them down.

"Be patient baby, I'm not going anywhere yeah?"

You whine at his words, unable to move from his strong hold, one hand hiking the skirt up and brushing your panties to the side in one swift moment. You feel his warm fingers swiping up your clit, pushing it between your folds to collect your arousal and rub it against your nub, slowly.

"Ah..! Mm, come on.."

You try to entice him, moving your hips around with the limited movement you have. You hear a small huff leave his lips, his hands lifting up and coming down to make contact to your clit, the sensation of your clit getting slapped makes you moan.

"Mmph-! What was that for-"

He grips your face in one hand, positioning it so you're directly facing him. His eyes boring into yours,

"Don't be a bitch, I said be patient. Didn't I?"

He reaches for your pussy again, rubbing his fingers all over it, groaning at the wet clicking sounds as his rubbing increases insistently. You let our breathy moans against his ear, biting your lip, as you feel two fingers enter you suddenly. Your back arches at the sudden intrusion of his fingers, breath hitching.

"A-ah..! So mean.."

You whine again, hearing the wet clicking sounds of his fingers going in and out at a steady pace. You hear him breathing deeply against your ear, feeling his hardened cock brushing your inner thigh.

"Fuck that's it- you like that?"

He speeds up his fingers, arching them into a come-hither motion, noting the way you try to move your hips away from the stimulation.

"Hng-! Too much, it's-"

He leans into the crook of your neck, sucking on your pulse point, maintaining the thrusting of his fingers.

"Yeah come on pretty, you gonna cum from me just fucking you with my fingers? Yeah?."

He taunts you, moving his body up slightly to gaze at your face. Face flushed and turned away from him, the flush reaching to your neck from his actions and the alcohol, serving to spike your arousal, your hair sprawled out against the pillow. He bites his lip, as he sees you grip his wrist, attempting to find solace within the grasp until your legs kick out. Your mouth opened into a silent scream, squirting on his hands. More of the clear liquid gushing out as he continues to finger you, slowing down his movements, your body twitching and gripping his wrist tighter in a silent plea.

"Mm, that's my girl."

He pulls out his fingers, another groan leaves his lips from the way your walls tightened around his fingers, not wanting him to leave. He then observes the soaked sheets, the wetness pooling underneath your ass as he lightly chuckles.

"Someone's gonna have fun doing laundry"

#blue lock x reader smut #blue lock smut #haikyuu x reader smut #haikyuu smut #jjk x reader smut #jjk smut #I DIDNT KNOW WHAT TO USE INSTEAD OF BITCH FORGIVE ME #this scenario came to me as I lie awake refusing to sleep.. #Thought of itoshi sae in the back of my head while typing this. brat tamer sae? my mouth is frothing :3c #But feel free to imagine ur fav anime boy tehe! #I gave up but just imagine he gives you the most eye rolling dicking down ever idk

[thedarkreunion69]

His Prize

Kinktober Day - 5 (Dacryphilia)

Rin Matsuoka × Fem! Reader

SMUT 18+ (All characters are aged up)

Where your swimmer boyfriend comes home after winning another championship

🔞NSFW🔞 facesitting, squirting, dacryphilia, overstimulation, unprotected sex

"a-ah! r-rin 's too much!" Your cries were unheard by your maroon haired boyfriend, who had you sit on his face the moment he came home after winning his championship, gold medal around his neck.

"I know baby, I know" he says his voice low and husky. "But I want more" His fingers continue to move in and out of your tightness, matching the rhythm of his tongue's assault on your clit.

You had already came atleast thrice but everytime you would try to get up, he would pull you back on his face.

You could feel yourself on the brink of another earth shattering orgasm as he took your clit into his mouth and sucked on it, his sharp teeth flicking against it making your toes curl.

You had your fingers tangled in his hair, one hand gripping tightly around the headboard and thighs caging his face underneath. You could feel tears of pleasure rolling down your cheek as he continues his assualt even after you cum again.

"One more" he growled against your pussy, his voice rough with desire. He continued his ministrations, sucking harshly on your sensitive nub while his fingers pushed in and out relentlessly.

You could feel a weird feeling building up in your stomach, something you've never felt before

"r-rin stop feel like 'm gonna pee!" Tears of pleasure continue streaming down your cheeks as the sensation in your stomach keeps increasing.

"Shhh, it's okay baby just let me love you" He continues to lap at your swollen clit, coaxing more sounds of pleasure from your lips.

His fingers continue to dug into your thighs, as his fingers and tongue continue the assault, making your eyes roll to the back of your head.

"r-rinn ahh!" You moan loudly and end up squirting on his face, something you've never done before.

"That's it baby" He groans while drinking up every last drop of your squirt.

You try to get up from his face, but this time he flips you around so you're laying on your back with him towering over you.

"You were such a good girl for me" He says while kissing away your tears, you could still feel your lower regions throbbing again as he flicks your clit with the tip of his cock.

"My baby's so fucking pretty when she cries" He says and pushes his whole length inside you causing you to gasp and let out more tears.

You find yourself clinging onto him while crying and moaning his name as he thrusts harder, his cock reaching the deeper and deeper with each thrust.

"You like that baby? You like that don't you?" He says while biting your neck with his shark like teeth while pounding into you faster.

You were too overwhelmed with pleasure to even reply, only tears flowing down your flushed cheeks while you moan his name continuously.

His gold medal sways around his neck with each of his thrust, sweat dripping down his forehead to yours as he watches you cry and squirm from pleasure underneath him.

"Such a pretty doll for me, aren't you princess?" He says while kissing your tear stained cheeks softly, while pounding into you mercilessly.

You were his prize after all, so he was gonna ravage you the whole night.

#anime smut #kinktober #rin matsuoka #matsuoka rin #free anime #free eternal summer #rin matsuoka smut #rin matsuoka x reader #free x reader #free iwatobi swim club #free iwatobi swim team

[venushasvixens]

Imagine FaceTiming on a mission, everything is going completely wrong, the bounty may be lost…

And you see this gorgeous face.

#fanfiction #cowboy bebop #faye valentine #90s anime #jet black #radio free mars #spike spiegel #see you space cowboy #spike spiegel x reader #spike spiegel headcanons #spike spiegel requests #radical ed #spike spiegel smut

[milkbreadandtadpoles]

heartache

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚⋆˚🐾˖°⋆。°🎧•‧.₊˚🐰‎₊˚⋆⭒。⋆୨୧˚˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚⋆˚🐾˖°⋆。°🎧•‧.₊˚🐰‎₊˚⋆⭒

You oftentimes imagine what he would be like in the real world. When he isn’t barricading himself in his room, eyes glued to a computer screen doing his studies or blank wall, thoughts he only whispers to himself. What would he look like at a table with friends, chatting and laughing and joking? Does he smile at people when they walk down he street? What does he wear when he goes out with friends? Are you his friend?

Does he think of you?

A tap at your temple and you turn your head. His eyes pool into your very soul, emotion hidden at such depths and yet you can see it bubbling at the surface. The smallest twinkle in the corner of his eye.

“Go to sleep.”

“I’m just thinking.”

Your voice could not be more opposite of one another. Sunrises with dewy grass and a swirling, dark storm in the afternoon after work that make you look out of your car window with worry.

“You think too much.”

And you smile at that, laugh even, as you pull the covers closer to your neck to shield the inevitable heat that sparks beneath your skin as he stares at you like that. He lifts a hand and covers your face with a pillow, turning his head when you giggle.

As your laugher dies down, you wonder what he looks like at the grocery store with his mother, carrying a basket or pushing a cart down the isles as he plucks condiments or intently listens to her as she rambles on and on about what dish she’ll make for dinner.

His back is turned to you- he never sleeps when he comes over, only drifting for an hour or two before he wakes up at the crack of dawn to leave. The ache never dulls for you as he caresses your face, the only allowance of affection he grants you, urging you to go back to sleep.

“Rest all day.” He tells you, leering down at you with an indistinguishable glint in his eyes. You’re pouting, he leans down to give you a kiss on the forehead before he pulls away to put on his hoodie and lace up his shoes.

You trail after him, wearing a large thrifted shirt and sleep lathering your under eyes.

“See ya.”

“Text me when you’re home and have a good rest.” His arms wrap around yours, pulling the puttied version of you into his arms. Your unkept, slept in hair tickles his chin and he angles himself down to press a kiss to the crown of your head.

He lets you go, and you shut the door behind him, trailing back to bed and adoringly gazing at the ruffled sheets on his (and your cat’s) side of the bed. There’s a deep ache in your gut, and yet you feel lighter than ever.

As you curl into bed, you pull out your phone and send him a text. Part of you feels needy, embarrassed, a school girl, but you don’t stop yourself.

Sweet dreams! Drive safe ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

There’s no text back until later in the middle of the day. He thumbs down your message. A simple picture of him curled up in his bed, eyes closed with a silly grin on his face. Your heart pitter pats, and yet the back of your mind reminds you that this is supposed to be nothing. To quell that feeling, to stomp on it and squish it before you fall too deep and get yourself hurt.

But you find yourself texting him with your bottom lip drawn between your teeth, still store from where he sucked and nipped and played.

Will you come over next weekend?

We'll see.

˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚⋆˚🐾˖°⋆。°🎧•‧.₊˚🐰‎₊˚⋆⭒。⋆୨୧˚˚ ༘ ೀ⋆。˚⋆˚🐾˖°⋆。°🎧•‧.₊˚🐰‎₊˚⋆⭒

cue your emotionally unavailable fav

#my works #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #aot x reader #aot fanfiction #aot levi #levi ackerman #attack on titan #sukuna x reader #sukuna ryomen #jjk sukuna #i don't engage in a lot of other anime so feel free to insert urself and tag ur buddies who align w this

[swtstrwbrris]

𓆩♡𓆪 let the impulse lead you part 2; nanase haruka 𓆩♡𓆪

request: may I ask for haruka nanase x shy reader and how their relationship goes from strangers to being in a relationship, please ? Who’ll initiate first, will there be awkward silences, etc etc, I look forward to reading it!

summary: you were also calculated with the things you have to do or have to say, making it more difficult for you to make new friends. As you met Haru in one of your swim courses, you realized that you were attracted to him, without knowing a reason why. All you wanted to do was to say hi but your body and mind just won't allow it, knowing that you're too awkward around strangers, however, your heart still earns for it, even after the course ended. Will Y/N let this be another guy she quietly admires from afar or will she finally listen to her heart and break way from her strict mind and allow her instincts to take over?

pairing: haruka nanase x shy!older female!reader

genre: uni!au, fluff, one year age gap (female is older by one year), strangers to lovers, Haru is more extroverted than reader (and I am living for it)

warning: mentions of water but other than that, nothing special, not proof read (read with caution oops)

a/n: here is the second part of @koiaruu request! I had lots of fun writing this (especially now I am free from school)

Haru: Good morning

Y/N: Good morning

Haru: Are you free this week to study?

Y/N: Hmm, I'll have to check my schedule but I'll let you when when I'm free!

Ever since exchanged numbers with Haru, you didn't really expect much of him to contact you aside and you knew yourself you weren't going to be the one to start conversation but to your surprise, the two of you have been texting each other time to time. Whether it's Haru popping in to ask how you're doing, or to tell you the weather is nice, you slowly started to find yourself feeling more at ease around him. Well, that is when it comes to texting. Seeing him in person, you would still feel a little timid but you have definitely realized that you've loosen up, though you were still not completely used to this feeling. Gou was bouncing off the walls when you told her what you did and she couldn't be any more proud of you and you had to admit, you were proud of yourself too because what you did was way out of your comfort zone, yet you were able to accomplish it. It was almost natural that you would walk to his class when you're on break and he would walk to yours when he's on break. On occasions where the two of you would bump into each other on days were both your breaks collided, the two of you would sit on a platform park bench near the garden. The garden has become one of your favorite places on campus for very obvious reasons.

Haru: The weather is nice today, would you let to meet up at the garden?

Y/N: Sure! I'll meet you there after class

You got up to pack your things when Makoto approached from the the end of the row. You found out recently that he was in your class, as he was a bit ahead in his credits. There was no surprise that you were more comfortable around Makoto as he radiating such a warming personality so interacting with him was much easier.

"Good afternoon, Y/N." His lips curled up into his usual soft smile. "How's your day going?"

"It's good. The weather is really nice today which makes everything better." You returned the smile as he opened the doors for you. "Do you have class next?"

He shook his head, "Nope, my next class got cancelled because something came up with the professor so I'm done for today, you?" The two of you walked the alleyway as you made your way to meet Haru.

"I'm on break for about an hour until my next class." You told him as he hummed a response. The two of you enjoyed warm spring weather in silent.

"Would you like to grab coffee or-" He was cut off when the two of you approached Haru who was sitting on one of the wooden platforms. You gave him a smile and a small wave, walking towards him. Haru's eyes travelled behind you which a somewhat surprised expression that Makoto was with you. "Hey Haru." You sat in the middle as he naturally took a seat beside you.

"Hey." You glanced over at him where it looked like he confused. "I didn't know you were coming with Makoto."

"Oh, we just had class together and he didn't have class afterwards." You explained as he quietly looked down on the floor. You were feeling some weird tension in the air.

"What's wrong Haru?" Makoto tilted his head, looking at his sadden friend. "Are you feeling unwell?" He glances over at you when he asked.

"Unwell?" Your face was filled with worry as you unconsciously touched his shoulder, trying to see his complexion. Haru tiled his head up to look at you in surprise as you realized what you did, quickly retrieving you hand. "I'm sorry." You clenched your hands, bringing it to your chest as you cheeks started to redden. Haru's eye widens before he returns to looking down.

"No, I'm fine." Makoto quietly watches this interaction and he couldn't help but to smile.

He lets out a chuckle. "I'm sorry, Haru." The two of you turned to look at the male who's smiling uncontrollably. "I just ruined the mood, didn't I?" The two of you looked at each other blankly. "You wanted to spend some time alone with Y/N."

You looked at Makoto who let out a chuckle before standing up. Haru lifted his head to look at his childhood friend. "That wasn't-" Haru tried to speak up before he was interrupted by Makoto's sigh.

"Well, I guess I'll head home earlier today." You looking over your shoulder, trying to get a glimpse of Haru's expression but you were too confused on trying to figure out what was going to notice Haru's burning ears. "I'll see you next time, Y/N." He smiled at you as you waved. "I'll text you." He winked at Haru before taking his leave. The awkward silenced filled the spring air as neither of you spoke.

Haru cleared his throat. "That was weird of Makoto." You nodded quietly, looking around at the flowers around you. "I didn't know you and Makoto had class together."

"Really?" You turned to look at him, with your head tilted. You would expect the two best friends to share information like this. "I thought he told you." Haru shook his head.

"Now I regret dropping that course." He whispered to himself but you were able to catch what he said as your heart started to race. Would things be different if he ended up not dropping the course? You tried to calm your racing heart from your imaginary thoughts. "It's so nice that we're finally some more sun." He moved to the middle of the platform before laying on his back, looking up to the afternoon sky.

You laid down, joining him quietly as you looking up to see the birding fly around tree to free. "It's nice with the breeze." You enjoyed the calm silence when you cautiously turned your head to see that Haru had his eyes closed, drifting into a nap. You quietly sat up and couldn't help but to stare at his sleeping expression. He's soft breathing with the wind lightly blowing through his hair, it was definitely a sight. His brows furrowed as he turned a bit. The sunlight must be in his face. You scoot up, closer to his head, raising your hand over his face to block the light, his brows relaxed as you giggled at his cute actions. You pulled your knees up towards your chest, resting your elbow on top of your knee so it wouldn't be too tiring for you as you continued to admire his features.

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Haru napped for about 15 minutes before he shuffled a bit, slowly fluttering his eyes opened and to his surprise, you have drifted into sleep in the position where you where trying to block the sunlight from Haru's face. He realized the reason for your awkward position and couldn't help but to smile at your small yet meaningful actions. Your other hand was resting beside him as he slowly reached out, ever so softly gazing his fingers over ours, being careful not the wake you. He knew that if he woke you up, you'll be too embarrassed to try taking another nap. Your eyes fluttered opened as you tried to adjust your eyesight to the light. You saw that Haru was staring directly at you with a soft smile as your heart almost jumped out of it's chest. "I was able to have a nice nap thanks to you helping me cover the sun." You realized your hand and quickly pulled it back, resulting in Haru suddenly being exposed the bright light. He groaned sitting up to cover his eyes are you frantically apologized, gently touching his shoulders.

"I'm so sorry!"

He laughs. "It's all good. I was just playing with you." He dropped his hands. "Are you okay? Your cheeks are a little red." He leans in to you but you quickly moved back a little, covering you face with your arm.

"No, I'm all good!" You said quickly. "Are you sure that you're okay? Makoto mentioned that you looked unwell." You tried changing the subject.

He shook his head. "Makoto was just teasing me as per usual. I'm all good." He glanced his at phone before picking up both your bags. "We should get going before you're late for your next class." You stumbled to stand up and get down from the platform before hurrying beside Haru, trying to get your bag back but he insists on holding it. He handed you your bag as the two of you waited the for the remaining students to leave the room. "Just when we were talking about how nice the weather is, it decides to rain..." He sighs as you peered over him, seeing the weather forecast displayed on his phone. It was raining for the remaining week and all of next week. You dug in your bag, seeing if you brought your umbrella. "Do you have an umbrella?"

Scrambling in your bag, you failed to find your umbrella. "I must've forgotten it at home. But it's okay, I'll be on the subway and bus for majority of the time so it shouldn't be a problem." you reassured him but it didn't seem to stop him from taking off his jacket, giving you to you. "But-"

"Makoto is driving me home." He smiled. You gave him a small smile before nodding. "I'll get going. Get home safely!" You waved goodbye as you stared at the jacket around your arms.

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Maybe you and the rain just never got along. Or maybe you so happened to have the worst luck when it comes to the rain but after class, it was pouring outside. You paused to look at the jacket Haru gave you, hesitating on wearing it to run to the station but seeing how the distance wasn't too far, you stuffed his jacket in your bag before taking a run for it. You underestimated the rain as you become completely soaked from just a short distance. You arrived home, shivering from your wet clothes that made everything colder. The following days, your umbrella broke from the strong wind as you were left yet again, running in the rain to school. As expected, this lead to you falling sick as you struggled with a runny nose and a sore throat. However, that didn't stop you from coming to school as you knew attendance as important in your classes. You haven't found the chance to return Haru's jacket as it became your new chair décor, and you definitely didn't want to get him sick, so you thought it's best to wait until you recover before returning it.

You have already gone through a box of tissues and it hasn't even been noon yet. Every time you opened your mouth to speak, you were disrupted by continuous coughing. "I really think you should go home, Y/N." Makoto's voice was full of worry as he turned to see your ill expression. Ever since you got sick, Gou would always stop by at your house, dropping off congee and medication knowing that you're too weak to make food and was always too forgetful to take medication. However, her classes had upcoming assignments and projects so she asked Makoto to take her role.

"I can't miss the next couple classes. The professor mentioned how important the material is since it's going to be on the midterm." You blew your nose followed by a cough.

Your excuse didn't seem to convince him as only become even more worried. "What class is it? I'll take notes for you."

"No no, you don't need to. Plus, it's when you also have class and I don't want you to miss them to help me."

He paused for a second, trying to think of something. "How about Haru? I think he mentioned that he doesn't have class when you do on certain days."

"No!" You blurted. His eyes widen from your suddenly raised voice. "I mean, I don't want to bother him. I've bothering you and Gou enough."

"Does Haru know you're sick?" You shook your head, asking Makoto to keep it quiet since it's nothing that needs to be told. He hesitated a bit, before agreeing but he's eyes couldn't leave your unwell figure, especially when Haru doesn't know about it

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To your surprise, you were still functioning despite your condition worsening. You were getting the cold sweats but today was one of the last class before the exam, meaning that no matter what condition you're in, you must attend it if you want to pass the course. You dragged yourself out bed, chug a glass of water with your medication and headed out, slowly wobbling your way to the bus stop. You were awfully tired and dizzy today that didn't stop you from arriving to class as you took a seat near the back. You rested your head on the table to take a nap as you were still early. You were too tired to even hear the door open and the students entering as the class started to fill. Your head jerked up to the sound of your professor's voice through the mic as you quickly scanned the room, seeing if anyone saw your embarrassing act. Looking beside you, you almost fell off your seat when you saw Haru sitting beside you.

"What are you doing here?" You whispered as he typed away on his laptop.

"Taking notes." He didn't turn to look at you as you rubbed your eyes, making sure you're not dreaming.

"But you're not even in this class?"

"I know. I'm taking notes for you." You looked down, feeling guilty that he's here on his break while he could be study and the fact that Makoto broke his promise. He was gonna hear an earful from you when you recover.

"You don't have-"

"Shh. I'm trying to listen. Go take your nap." He cuts you off as you have no choice but to listen to what he said. You went back to your nap as he turned to look at you with nothing but concern. He gently tapped your shoulder as your head shot up too fast as you were hit with dizziness. "The class is over." You looked around the empty class room before glancing at your phone. Your next class starts in a few minutes. You hurryingly packed your bag, making your way out the door when Haru got a hold of your wrist. "Where are you going?"

"To my next class, I'm going to be late!" You tried shaking off his grip.

"In a state like that?" Maybe it's because you were already so tired and weak, your temper was starting to cut short as well. "You won't be able to focus. I really think you should go home and rest."

"I can't." You closed your eyes, trying to not let your emotions take over.

Haru sighs. "You're really putting your academics over your health right now? Don't you think you're pushing yourself too much right now, Y/N?"

"Haru." You said sternly. It was too late to get a hold of your emotions. "I'll have you know that I know my body and myself more than you and anyone else so please, don't tell me what to do. I thank you for your concern but that course and the grade means a lot to me. Please let me go." Haru looked into your eyes before loosening his grip. He watched you leave, feeling a little hurt by what you said.

You walked out of class, feeling a huge headache forming in your forehead as you pushed yourself to your next class.

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It has been a couple of days since you went to school as your body and at it's limit. After Gou's long, long, long nagging and scolding, you finally listened to her and stayed home. However, you had to make up for the messed class and material so during your time at home, you would listen to the recorded lectures, even though Gou threatened you not to, but how would she know if she's at school when you're at home? There were a couple of times when she came to visit out of the blue while you were study as you jumped into bed, pretending you were laying there the whole day.

Today however, felt like one of the worst days of all. Your whole body ached where even the slightest movement made you groan in pain. You managed to crawl out of bed, popping your medication before flopping back into bed, curling up in bed. Gou hasn't visit to as she normally would for the past few days with food and medication but reaching for your phone to text her could cause too pain as your laid there, with a growling stomach as you stared up to the celling. The conversation of you and Haru from several days ago replayed in your head when you come to realize what you. Your groaned, regretting every word that let your mouth. This was one of the reasons why you hated acting on an impulse. You felt like the worst human being knowing that Haru was only saying what's best for you and all you did was push him down. You needed to apologize to him as soon as possible when your condition is better. You need to make sure that it was all a misunderstanding before he drifts away from you again. Your overthinking made you slowly drift away into slumber.

The lock pad of your door unlocked but you haven fallen into deep slumber. The door slowly opens as Haru peaks his head in, wondering why it was awfully quiet when he saw you sleeping. He carefully closed the door behind him before placing several bags in the kitchen, tippy toeing his way to you. He kneeled beside your bed, taking a closer look at your furrowed brows as you slept in pain. His heart shattered into pieces when he saw the state you were in and how hopeless he as been in the past several days, too afraid to send you a message. He cautiously brushed out the hairs in your face before heading to the kitchen, cooking you fish and ginger congee as quietly as possible. Thankfully, the medication was able to knock you out through Haru's not so quiet cooking. He separated the congee into several containers, letting it cool before he places them in the fridge. He found himself looking around your studio apartment, especially your desk that was filled with scattered notes and books everywhere. His head was only filled with thoughts of how hardworking you were, not matter what state you're in. Maybe he crossed his boundaries if what he said the other day. Maybe he thought that you felt that he was doubting and looking down on your capabilities. Gou texted you earlier this morning, telling Haru that she was suppose to stop by your place to see how you're doing but something urgent came up as she couldn't make it, passing on the responsibility to him. Haru didn't hesitant as he immediately agreed. He wanted to see you. He wanted to apologize.

Your groans pulled him back to reality as he turned to see you with furrowed brows and heavy breathing. Taking a closer look, he saw that you were sweating profusely and your cheeks with tint. The back of his hand gently touched your forehead and neck. You were burning up with a fever. Quickly making his way to your bathroom, he rushed out with a damp towel, helping your wipe of the sweat before ripping open a cooling gel patch from his bag, gently placing on your forehead. Taking a seat beside your bed, he observed your features. Unknowingly, his hand reached to touch your finger tips that was extended out from the blankets. He jumped a bit when you gripped on to his hand. You must be dreaming in your sleep. You started to mumbled as Haru leaned in, trying to figure out what you were saying.

"I'm trying hard..." He heard you mumbled. "Don't...Drift..." He looked at you in confusion. Were you having a nightmare? "Do it... Don't overthink..." He didn't know what you were dreaming about but he felt like he should stay with you. At least until the nightmare passes.

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You woke up the next morning, feeling somewhat more functional than yesterday. You weakly got out of bed, dragging your feet to the bathroom to brush your teeth and freshen up. You took a look at yourself in the mirror when you noticed a gel patch on your forehead. You didn't remember putting that there or owning on. Maybe Gou placed it on you yesterday when she visited. Walking back out and passing the kitchen to your desk, you saw a white bag with a sticky note attached to it.

Good morning Y/N, I hope you're feeling better. Gou had something urgent yesterday and asked me to stop by instead. I'm sorry for my sudden visit without letting you know. I made some congee for you in the fridge so please warm it up to eat. I also left a white bag with some medication and cooling patches if you do need them. Get well soon. Haru.

You almost fell to the ground from reading the note. Out of all the days Haru had to visit, it had to be the day when you looked like an absolute mess. You tried to recall any moments of Haru from last night but you were too deep in sleep to remember anything. Opening the fridge, you saw the containers of congee as you took one out and popped it in the microwave to heat it up. You took a bite, very impressed by his cooking. He didn't look like someone with much cooking skill but you were pleasantly surprised by the congee he made. You smiled, finishing up the congee before heading to your desk, starting your study session when your eyes landed on a particular note.

You're doing amazing Y/N! Remember to take a break, stretch and look at the greenery!

Looking back at the sticky note from the bag, you could tell it was Haru's handwriting. You couldn't help but to chuckle at his cute actions, reaching out to your phone, typing away a thank you text when your finger halted over the send button, suddenly remember your harsh words. Even after hurting Haru's feelings, why did he still come? You hesitated on sending the message before clicking the backspace. A message isn't going to be enough. You needed to recover quickly so that you could see Haru and apologize to him.

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You obediently took your medication and eat your meals as you got better in no time. While recovering and up until you have recovered, Haru hasn't sent you any messages. You haven't seen in around campus, even at times when the two of you would meet up. It was like everything returned back to normal. The normal without Haru and you didn't like that kind of normal. You would searching around the building after class, running out of buildings to the garden, hoping to see Haru walking to his next class or anywhere but it was almost like he never existed. It was almost like he drifted away from you. Disappeared from you. All you could think about was seeing Haru but it was almost like the more you thought about him, the more less you'll see him and you didn't like the unsettling feeling. The weather was finally getting better after all the rain but you couldn't even enjoy it anymore. Not without Haru.

You were walking down the garden after your final class of the day, seeing that it was filled with more people with the flowers starting to bloom. Smiles with all around as people chattered happily, snapping pictures of the spring weather while you walking down the pathway in gloom. Trying to pass the crowd of people, your eyes wondered to the platform bench in the distance where you shared one of your most precious memories with Haru. There was someone sitting alone at the bench but you couldn't tell how it was from their back. You tried leaning to the sides as you walked pass people, freezing at your steps when you saw the person's familiar clothing. It was Haru's favorite jacket that he was wearing. He was sitting on the edge of the bench, looking up at the sky. What if it isn't Haru and just someone else with the same jacket? With if Haru doesn't want to see you? What will you say when you see him? What is there to say?

Stop. You shook your head frantically, trying to stop overanalyzing and planning out every possible solution. You managed to pull your feet off the ground and started pushing through the crowd. "Wait." Why did it look like he was fading away? "Wait!" You yelled, hoping that he could hear you as you continuing pushing your way through the crowd. He stood up and pick up his bag. "Haru!" You yelled, finally getting out of the crowd and ran to the bench in the corner. You made it on time. You stood in front of him, heaving as you caught your breath. He stood there dumbfounded by your sudden appearance. "I made it..." You managed to get out in between your breaths.

"Y/N? What are you-" Your body moved on it's own as walked up to him before pulling him into a hug. Haru was so caught off guard he didn't know what to do. Especially knowing that this isn't something you usually do. He hesitated before wrapping his arms around your waist, his lips curving up into a smile.

"I'm just as confused as you are." You blurted out. You didn't want to let go, not when you're a blushing mess. "But I feel like if I don't let my impulses lead me, I'll regret it." You tightly shut your eyes from your cringy lines, feeling his hand softly pat your head. He lets go, wanting to see your face. As ashamed as you already feel, you forced yourself to face him. "Thank you for everything, and I'm sorry for what I said before." His eyes were filled with tender and love as he looked down at yours. He slowly lowered his face to yours, inching closer and closer before you closed your eyes, feeling his soft lips against yours. He pulled you closer to him as he deepened the kiss. You heart was pounding so loud, you were pretty sure he could hear but this moment was too beautiful to be ruined. You rested his forehead against yours, smiling as you were still somewhat shocked at what just happened.

"You said that if you don't let my impulse lead me, I'll regret it right?" You could feel your whole face burning up. "Well, I let mine lead me just now." You couldn't help but to chuckle at how slick he could be.

"I like you." You smiled. He raised an eyebrow. "Was that on an impulse?". You rolled your eyes, giving him a playful slap on the shoulder.

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