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dr4kenlvr · 2 years

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a second home

pairing: mitsuya takashi x gn!reader

genre/wc: fluff, comfort (1.2k+)

nana's note: never written an only-mitsuya piece before,, kinda scared hahah, but i needed to switch things up - all you need to know is reader and mitsuya are utterly in love.

he was looking for an escape from the chaos of his home. and you were looking for some time to spend with the one you loved.

just for one night, would mitsuya and you be together. to forget about all the responsibilities, duties, and stresses that life seemed to throw relentlessly. you knew mitsuya had no regard for the term "rest", he was always at work's hand—busying himself with countless tasks. just today, you found him hunched over his table with a pen in hand, tongue pointed out furiously as he concentrated on his next design.

you had to admit, he looked cute. his lilac hair often fell in front of his face and he consistently swept it away in annoyance. you chuckle, reminiscing the moment from hours ago when you asked him to head out with you.

"just for an hour or so, take a break hm?" you whispered behind him, hands soothing the strain of his shoulders under his hoodie. all around him, were scattered papers and pens without their caps. his muscles tensed when you added pressure, then relaxed under the your touch. he leaned back into his chair with a sigh, and with you peering over him with hopeful eyes, mitsuya smiled back.

"alright, love. let's go." he grabbed your hand, waved bye to his mother and siblings before stepping outside and breathing a fresh intake of air. the gleam in his eyes was something else—brighter than any of the stars above you.

now as the cars next to you honk furiously at the slow drivers ahead, you shake your head from the daydream. "still awake back there?" mitusya calls out, signaling his bike into the right lane. he turns a corner, eyes squinting with focus on the road. you only respond with a tight squeeze to his stomach, fingers tracing along the wool fabric of his shirt. mitsuya smiles to himself, then rides along in silence.

minutes pass and the bike slows down on a road both you and mitsuya knew by heart. whenever either one of you suggests to head out, the other would immediately think of this place. he parks by a secluded area, and helps you remove your helmet. with a quick snap, mitsuya raises it up and hooks it onto his bike's handle.

"thanks for getting me out of the house," he says, head lowered slightly. he looks up at the moon, eyes wandering aimlessly in seek of stars. but he looks down back at you, and he can't help but feel the brightest one is right next to him. "you're right, i really needed this. sometimes i suppose i get too caught up with things." a hand caresses your cheek, and you lean into his touch—much like he did back in his room.

"don't mention it, taka'" you whisper, turning your face slightly to kiss his palm. "you know i'll always be there for you, hm?" you bring your hands up to intertwine your fingers with his, then begin to walk along the empty roads. mitsuya quickens his pace, in order to be next to you. either way on the sidewalk, there was enough room for the two of you. just the two of you.

the pair of you walk in sync, arms and legs swinging with a familiar rhythm. the kind your body automatically adjusted to with him. his shallow inhales and exhales of breathe matched yours, and the occasional squeeze of his hand kept you buzzing in washes of warmth.

even on the dark walkways of japan's night, you didn't feel scared. not even worried, or concerned. because next to you, holding you hand, was the man you loved so dearly. you feel your cheeks flush in colour.

"hey taka'," you interrupt the silence. a quiet bird's chirp follows your voice. a muffled honk of a car faraway. he hums, head perking over your way. his footsteps slow, as do your's. it didn't take long for him to realize you like to slow down when you spoke. as if in deep thought, the sluggish movement of your body allowed your mind to wander and ponder. mitsuya loved that about you—how thoughtful you could be. he admired it, even.

"you think these streets are just as empty during the day?" you glance over, genuine curiousity visible in your orbs. mitsuya's eyebrows furrowed; what an odd question, he thought, but answered. it was true, you two did only come here in the late hours of the night.

".. maybe not entirely, but i don't think anyone lives here if i'm honest. maybe just a local passerby—like us." he squeezes your hand again.

you smile, that was the answer your heart was looking for. you could tell by the way it pushed and pulled against your ribcage, hammering in a beat of what you could only describe as love.

"why do you ask?"

"i ask," you halt your steps. your eyes lingering on the concrete floor, following the path of a tiny ladybug as if crosses your vision. another one follows it closely behind. it speeds up its pace, as if trying to catch up, until eventually—it ends up right beside the first.

"i ask because, this place is like a second home to me. a second home with you." you catch the flicker in his deep iris eyes, a sparkle of lilac shine through at your words. "and when no one's here, i feel like we really own the place. just the two of us." mitsuya's lips perk up in a boyish smile, and he reaches forward to grab hold of your free hand. you stare at him, trying to communicate the words you couldn't seem to get out.

"you couldn't have said it better." he raises your hand to his lips, and presses a sweet kiss to your thumb's knuckle. "when i'm with you, i feel like i'm always at home." he gestures to the empty buildings around him, "whether or not it's here, home is where you are. what do you think, love?"

you agree furiously with a bright smile, your arms instinctively coming up to embrace mitsuya in a hug. his hands wrap around your form, fingers whispering comforting shapes into the crevice of your skin. he tucks his face into your neck as do you, and he makes use of his position to peck some kisses along the shell of your ear. "i love you, so so much my dear. you're my everything," he pulls back to cup your face in a tender hold. "you'll always be my everything, yeah?"

you sniffle—whether from the crisp air of the wind, or from the sheer emotion his words evoked within you. you blink back what seemed to be tears, as your fingers rushed to grasp his hands. they were warm against your touch, so warm that you almost forgot about the wind nipping at the tip of both of your noses.

"yeah—yeah, that's perfect taka', absolutely perfect." you breathily chuckle, still gripping tight on him with consistent nods. you needed to let him know you felt like this just as much as him. "i love you, so much."

mitsuya laughs quietly at your enthusiasm, nodding along with just as much passion. he didn't need to say he knew, because he was undoubtful you knew yourself. he's still laughing when he pulls you in for a kiss—a kiss with so much ardor, it poured out every ounce of love he felt for you in that very moment. you returned the kiss with equal fervour, lips moving in sync as the two of you giggled quietly in the quiet streets of your second home.

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angstama · 3 years

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mardy bum | mitsuya.t

pairing: mitsuya takashi x reader, rindou haitani x reader (?)

genre: angst, slow-burn, pining, comfort(?), best friends to lovers! au (?)

warnings: alcohol, smoking, cursing, implied smut, reader is always angry and stoned D:

✧. in which you stay high to forget about your love for mitsuya takashi.

[story playlist] | [alternate ending ]

a/n: hello guys! i’d highly recc listening to this playlist while reading this fic heehee! hope you enjoyed it! let me know if you want a part 2~ (alternate ending is finally up!)

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : i’m not gonna teach your boyfriend how to dance with you - black kids

“kill me.” you grumbled out loud, pushing your way through the crowd of university students with a lighted cigarette on one hand and a packet of unfinished crispy chocolate chip cookie on another. irritation clear and apparent on your face thanks to the scorching bright sun lighting up your skin and the pounding headache hammering to the rhythm of your heavy metal music that is blasting through your earphones.

it was like a cycle or you’d often say, a routine for you. you had established a systematic way of living your everyday life and that is making sure that whatever you do, you’ll never live a day with your head clear as glass. besides, which artist is ever sober? you firmly believe that one has to lose themselves in order to create something spectacular.

you stumbled into the abandoned music room at the far corner of the school which was sealed off to students. you had found it in your first year as an art major student, instantly converting it into your private art studio so that you can have your own alone time while working on your projects.

you rolled your eyes upon noticing the familiar face of a particular black haired guy sitting by your canvas with a small smile plastered on his face. “fuck off takashi.” you grumbled just loud enough for him to scoff lightly, “woke up on the wrong side of the bed did we?” he cooed as you threw your canvas bag on the wooden floor, settling down next to him and taking inhaling a large amount of nicotine to ease your boiling annoyance that is running thin.

mitsuya takashi, your supposed best friend was exactly the last person you needed to see this early morning and it gets on your nerves knowing that this room was once solely yours until he came along.

it was winter one morning when you hurriedly entered your little hideout to shield yourself from the cold only to fall on your heels when you saw a figure standing in front of your unfinished painting. “who are you? and stay away from my work.” you pursed your lips, feeling awfully disturbed by the mere fact that someone had found your place. the freshly dyed lilac haired boy quickly stood aside, raising both his arms in defence, “i’m sorry! i got lost and somehow ended up here,” he scratches the back of his head, a shade of red creeping to his cheeks.

“didn’t you see the sign? it says this section is closed for students.” you raised your brows while crossing your arms over your chest. you watched him raise his brows too, “aren't you... a student too?” he asked, tilting his head to the side and looking at you with those beautiful innocent lavender orbs . your lips parted, ready to snap back with another argument only to realise that he had caught you at your own tongue. you frowned, knowing that you had nothing else to clap back with which caused him to break into chuckles. “your artwork is beautiful.” he complimented genuinely. it was the winter season and you were sure it was freezing cold outside, so why could you feel the heat burning your cheeks? “th-thanks...” you mumbled, completely taken aback by the stranger’s sudden compliment on your work. you weren’t sure what to do with it honestly.

“what’s your name?” you hear him ask. “y/n l/n.” you nodded awkwardly, opting to look away. anywhere but that boy. “hey y/n. my name’s mitsuya takashi. nice to meet you.” he smiles warmly, extending a hand towards you to which you hesitantly grabbed, “nice to meet you too.” you said quietly, shaking his soft hands as a new friendship was formed between the two of you.

“good morning to you too.” mitsuya waved, watching you impatiently pouring out the countless paint brushes from your bag while blowing out puffs of smoke before pushing a warm cup of black coffee in your way. “got you your favourite. freshly brewed kenya coffee with no sugar.” he smiled when you finally stopped what you were doing, pressing the end of your cigarette against the ashtray to extinguish the remaining bit left in it. “what do you want.” you sighed, figuring that entertaining whatever mitusya has to say would be the fastest way to get rid of him.

you could see mitsuya fumbling with the ends of shirt nervously from the corner of your eye. guilt suddenly creeping over you when you saw the hesitance in his actions. “well...” he begun cautiously, “ miyuki will be having her first fashion exhibition coming soon and i thought you know... this might be a good opportunity for you to meet her.” he finishes what’s on his mind, studying your facial expression when you remained quiet for almost a full minute.

you shut your eyes, rubbing your forehead tiredly upon hearing her name escaping mitsuya’s lips. guilt instantly disappearing and your previous state of anger entered again. god, how you wished you had a bottle of vodka to wash away the bitter taste on your tongue again. “i’m busy.” you pressed your lips into a thin line, turning away to set up your work space again.

“i haven’t even said when!”mitsuya’s jaw drop and you ignored the shock look on his face, going on and about with what you were currently doing. “doesn’t matter, i know i’ll be busy.” you hastily reached out for the palette sitting next to him, causing him to lean back so as to not block your way. “c’mon y/n... in the one year that i’ve been with miyuki, you haven't once bothered to meet her.” he frowned as if he hadn’t just poured salt onto your open wound, causing you to sink even further into your fiery anger.

it’s true, in the entirety of the one year that mitusya had been with miyuki, you’ve never once wanted to associate yourself with her. and you knew very well why you never want to stand before mitusya’s lover for you were afraid that you’d wallow even more in self hatred that you’ll never be enough for mitsuya takashi. you hated the very idea that there was someone else out there who could hold his hands and be his only muse. you hated that it was someone else and not you.

“i’m not lying, i have deadlines to meet for my clients and i’m currently in a slump. i have no time to attend some fashion exhibition.” you place another cigarette stick in between your lips, casually lighting up the stick before throwing your lighter back into your bag. you turned to look at mitsuya when he doesn't say anything, noticing a glint of sadness in his eyes. you understood where he was coming from, you truly do. mitsuya takashi had always wanted the two of you to meet, often claiming you’d like each other due to your personalities. and as much as it broke you to the very core that he was oblivious enough to your feelings, it broke you even more to be the one who was constantly disappointing him because of your selfishness.

you huffed out another cloud of smoke, mentally cursing at how easily you played into mitusya’s hand. “fine. text me the details. i’ll check if i’m free to make it.” you mumbled, watching his expression brighten up as he nods excitedly to which you could only return with a soft small. oh if only you didn't love mitsuya takashi that way.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : choke - I DON’T KNOW HOW BUT THEY FOUND ME

you nervously gulped down the bottle of pure vodka, wincing at the burning sensation down your throat as you checked your outfit for the nth time. you were wearing a black open back sleeveless dress that hugs your figure tightly, letting the tattoos on your arms and back shine on display, a sight that not everyone had the pleasure to see all the time. “how do i look tiger?” you gently picked up your pet cat who was already looking at you by your feet. he meowed back at you as if understanding your question and your heart swell at how adorable he was.

“yeah? do you think takashi will like it?” you nuzzled your nose into his fur, subconsciously forgetting that tonight was the night that you’d be meeting mitsuya’s girl. tiger only meowed again when your phone vibrated on your desk, signalling that you had received a notification. you carefully placed him down, walking towards your phone only to see mitsuya’s text that he reached.

grabbing your purse, you quickly threw on your short heels and dashed towards the elevator. “don’t fuck this up.” you mumbled under your breath as you stepped on to the front porch, eyes looking up to see mitsuya dressed in a simple black turtleneck and long pants with a foot down to rest against his bike. he looked dashing and you were glad your mind was already halfway hazy from the alcohol you had consumed earlier. you weren't sure if your heart was able to take it if you were sober.

“hey,” mitsuya smiles. you scrunched your nose in return, looking away as you climbed behind him, grabbing ahold of his shoulders to steady yourself. “thank you for agreeing to come.” he says, looking at you through the rear mirror to replicate the feeling of looking at you directly. “mhm whatever.” you hummed in response, fingers tapping your knees nervously when mitsuya starts the engine and begun zipping through the city, letting you temporarily bask in the beauty of tokyo’s dazzling night life from the neon billboards and buzzing streets.

the two of you arrived at the exhibition shortly where there was already a crowd in sight which you weren’t very fond of. and as if you weren’t already dreading to be around people, you heard someone calling out to your best friend. “taka babe!” you saw a petite figure making their way towards you two. your expression turned sour when you watched mitsuya place a soft peck on her cheeks, hands instantly finding its way to her waist as she wrapped her arms around his torso naturally. “miyuki, this is y/n, my best friend!” mitsuya introduces, loosening his grip on her when the brown haired girl turned to greet you with the brightest smile placed on her lips. “oh my god y/n! it’s so nice to finally meet you! taka had told me so much about you!”

you could feel your insides churn, in the bad way and you’re not entirely feeling it. “likewise miyuki. nice to meet you.” you offered a hand to mask your bubbling jealousy from the pair in front of you.

miyuki was the walking definition of a goddess. you finally understood why mitsuya takashi would choose her over you. she was perfect in every way and it was what made her such a sore eye to look at. you hated how she had the world wrapped around her fingers. she wasn’t just a beauty queen but she was an incredibly talented fashion designer, much alike like mitsuya. the two were indeed perfect for each other and god wasn't very merciful on that burning fact when you were forced to sit through compliments after compliments about how these two complete each other. how could you ever compete?

you hastily chugged down what seemed like your nth glass of champagne for the night, shoulders knocking against others as you made your way to the open space outside the exhibition where it was less crowded. you tiredly leaned against the wall, pulling out your box of cigarettes and lighting a stick up, the warm gush of hot air immediately bringing you some comfort as you breathed out a sigh.

“have an extra to spare?” you shut your eyes in annoyance when you heard the star of the night’s voice echoing through your ears. god you just want to be left alone and nothing more. you looked over to see miyuki hugging herself in an attempt to warm herself from the cool air. “you smoke?” you asked, quietly passing her your maroon marlboro box as she joins you at your little smoke break. “once in awhile. but don’t tell taka though, he doesn't know.” she sent you a cheeky smile. you nodded, looking away and silently wishing that she’d just leave the conversation there and then.

“you know, i expected you to be a little more different.” miyuki mused. your brows furrowed upon hearing the brown haired girl’s sudden confession, “meaning?” you asked. “i just expected you to be a little more... i don’t know, not like this .” she gestured at you and man you were confused at what she trying to say. “it makes me just a little insecure knowing that taka have such a pretty friend like you by his side.” she confessed, eyeing you along the way. you bit your lips in annoyance, you weren't sure why your blood boiled in anger hearing what miyuki had to say. you couldn't quite place your finger if she was genuinely trying to compliment you or warn you to stay away from your best friend. if anything, it honestly sounded more like a threat.

“well he’s yours. we’re not as close as you think.” you answered curtly, dropping your cigarette on the ground and stepping on it. miyuki follows you, “i hope that’s the case. taka means too much to me for me to lose him.” she faces you, your height towering over her as she gave you a sweet smile. you slowly leaned in, face just inches away from her “well stop being such an insecure little bitch and maybe he wouldn't leave you anytime soon.” you whispered into her ears before storming past her and back to the crowded exhibition room where mitsuya finally spots you.

“y/n? where have you been?” he grabs your wrist. “don't ever ask me to meet your stupid little girlfriend ever again.” you said through gritted teeth, mind seething with anger as you wiggled your wrist out of his tight grip and walking away, leaving mitsuya confused when he saw his lover storming into the room as well, face red from humiliation.

you wanted to scream when mitsuya doesn't follow you. but you expected nothing more from your best friend. after all, he’s not yours to begin with. he was someone else’s and that someone else was currently crying into his arms.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : the sharpest lives - my chemical romance

you allowed your feet to take you to your usual bar that is just a few streets away from the fashion exhibition. dragging yourself to the counter and slumping down onto the bar stool. “rough night?” inui, your usual bartender asks as he places a glass of margarita in front of you. “it’s a rough night for me everyday inui.” you grumbled, chugging down the glass of alcohol. “well do you wanna talk about it?” he asked with concern laced in his voice as he refills your glass again.

“i’d rather not.” you huffed, mind replaying at what miyuki had said to you over and over again. you groaned at the echoing voice playing like a recorder, downing another shot angrily. “slow down there darling, you don’t wanna choke and die do ya?”

you slammed your shot glass down, looking over to see whoever it was making such smarty pants remarks, eyes meeting with a particular odd rectangular ink tattooed on the person’s neck before adjusting your gaze to see a pinkish-purple mullet haired male sitting next to you with a smirk plastered on his looks.

mitsuya’s lilac hair was prettier. you frowned. “i rather choke and die right now.” you scoffed, shifting in your seat when he slowly moved closer to you, closing up the gap between the two of you. “and why’s that?” he quipped, resting his chin against his palm. “because this life isn't worth living.” you answered back.

you’ve never been an optimist in life considering how life hadn't been the best to you. taking away your parents only at the age of six which left you growing up as an orphan. you were immediately thrust into adulthood when you turned eighteen, leaving the orphanage centre and taking up multiple part time jobs to survive and attend school. then just when everything seemed to be going well for you when you received a scholarship to major in arts, you had to meet the one person you weren’t allowed to fall in love with. the world was clearly against you and it did a pretty bad job at trying to cover that fact up.

“sounds like you had a terrible life.” he shot you an amused look as he sipped on his whiskey. you examined the stranger next to you, who is staring back at you, taking note of his slender long fingers that is resting on his glass. your mind flashes an image of mitsuya hugging miyuki closely and you quickly wiped your lips. “what’s your name?” you asked. you want to forget mitsuya takashi. you want to forget what’s it like loving mitsuya takashi. “rindou. rindou haitani.” he answered with a raised brow.

“well rindou haitani, do you think you can make me forget about takashi?” your words slurred, the alcohol finally taking ahold of you as you leaned in to look at rindou with a lustful look. “i don’t know who takashi is but i know for sure i’ll make you forget he ever walked this earth.”

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : doin time - lana del rey

it had almost been over a month since you’ve last heard from mitsuya takashi, assuming that he’s probably never coming back to you after making his lover cry at her very own special night and you loathe yourself for that. you hate that you burned everything good that ever came your way.

“you look awfully stoned, darling.” rindou quipped, wrapping his arms around your shoulder and pressing your back against his toned body. “that’s because i am.” you rolled your eyes, lightly dabbing the paintbrush to add in more details on your canvas.

rindou haitani isn't special. sure he was a great fuck, but beyond that, you realised that he was a great company to have around when you were busy getting high. rindou doesn't ask questions, often waiting for you to slur the spiteful words of hatred that held the truth when you were on cloud nine. and you deeply appreciate it when he listens to you without ever bringing it up again the next day. it was an odd friendship between the two of you, but you didn’t mind having him around. he was bearable.

“what’re you working on?” he murmurs, planting soft kisses on your neck and to your shoulders, his eyes training on the painting of a woman that you had spent hours on painting while he was fast asleep. “mhm, nothing much. just felt like painting something.” you hummed, bringing your beloved lighted cigarette to your lips. oh how you loved it burned your throat and brought warmth to your lungs.

your phone lighted up as a notification pops up. you turned your attention to your phone, picking the device up as you unlocked it to see what the notification was about.

➥ baka taka: hey, you free?

you quickly sat up, rubbing your eyes as you looked at the text message again to check that you weren't dreaming. your mind suddenly cleared as you looked at rindou who gave you a nod, urging you to reply to mitsuya.

➥ y/n l/n : yeah sure, what’s up?

you bit your lips nervously, leaning to rest on rindou’s shoulder as you waited for mitsuya’s reply.

➥ baka taka: wanna have dinner together? at our favourite street restaurant.

“go for it.” rindou whispers into your ears as he gently tugged the loose strands of your hair behind your ear. you paused for a moment, trying to think through your hazy mind if seeing mitsuya after a month was a good idea before rindou hastily grabs your phone, hitting the ‘send’ button before throwing your phone aside and trapping you between his arms. “you have me if it doesn't go well.”

➥ y/n l/n: sure. meet you there at 7.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : mardy bum - arctic monkeys

“hey.” you let out a breathy chuckle when you saw mitsuya already sitting at the table the the two of you used to sit at before he dated miyuki. mitsuya looks up at you with a small smile plastered on his face, “hey there.” he greeted, tension evident in the air and god you wished you could smoke another cigarette or at least be partially drunk, mentally cursing at rindou for sobering you up for the last six hours.

“i ordered ahead for us, i hope you don’t mind? it’s our usual.” you shook your head, “it’s fine. i’m hungry anyways.” you said, picking up a pair of the wooden chopsticks and laying it in front of mitsuya as if it was a second nature to you. you don’t notice until you sensed mitsuya’s burning gaze on you, only then realising that you had just helped him prepared his utensils like in the past.

“i like you better when you’re sober.” mitsuya smiles. your heart raced at his sudden comment, completely catching you off guard. “w-what?” you stuttered, body stiff from the surprise. “you seem less angry and it feels like ... you don’t hate me as much too.” you hear him mumbled towards the end, causing your heart to ache at the sight in front of you. you hated how sad he sounded. it’s unfair. how could he act like he was the only one hurting?

“i don’t hate you takashi...” you lowered your gaze on to the bowl of noodles, “at least i don't think i ever can.” you whispered softly under your breath before stuffing a spoonful of soup into your mouth.

it’s truly unfair how mitsuya had gotten ahold of your heart so easily. you wondered how deep in love you were with him for him to easily make you laugh this loudly from that stupid joke he had made. you hate how easily he made you promise yourself to stay sober, for him. it’s funny how you’ve never once allowed anyone to control you this easily but mitsuya had you running laps for him even when you’re dead tired.

“that’s so stupid, how can he possibly missed that?” you snorted at the video of draken tripping over the obvious figurine lying over the floor that mitsuya is currently showing you. “i know right!” mitsuya laughs, facepalming his forehead as he watches his twin dragon trips again when the video was suddenly cut short and miuuki’s name flashing on the screen. mitsuya shot you an apologetic look as you waved him off to pick up the call, that’s right, he’s still not yours.

you watched his expression changed to a panic filled worry, immediately standing up upon hearing whatever was on the other line. you shooed him away when he looked at you questioningly, as if asking you if he could leave right now to attend to his woman. and it finally dawned on you that you and mitsuya takashi were never meant to be together.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : happier than ever - billie eilish

another month had passed since then and you were slowly getting convinced to the fact that takashi mitsuya was just a mere passerby in your life. or at least that’s what you’d like to believe.

“sure you don’t want me to stay?” rindou rubbed your back as you buried your head into his chest, wanting nothing more than to get rid of the pounding headache at the back of your head from the night before. “no it’s fine, i want to be alone.” you smiled lazily to which he planted a soft kiss on your forehead.

it was your parent’s death anniversary today and you had planned to stay at home to work on catching up with the stacked deadlines against you from school and your clients.

you took a swing of the fancy red wine from its bottle that rindou had gotten you awhile back, leaning back to look at your art work before bringing your thumb to carefully blend the red and yellow together. you gently double tapped the cigarette to remove the collective burnt ash on the lighted stick, head too focused on what you were doing.

one could say that this was one of the few moments when you were at your calmest state. it was just you, your cigarettes and your canvas. you were a talented artist as much as you often denied shyly. painting was everything you knew growing up. you seek solace in the simplicity of arts and craft, knowing that whatever you had crated could be interpreted differently no matter the emotions poured into them.

your time alone was interrupted when you heard your doorbell rang. you groaned loudly as you hastily swung open your studio apartment’s door only to reveal the one and only mitsuya takashi standing before you. “takashi? what’re you doing here?” you asked with widened eyes, clearly surprised by his visit. “here to spend some quality time with you of course.” he smiled, inviting himself into your messy loft as you stood dumbfounded at the entrance, unsure at what’s currently happening.

you watched settle down at your dining area, pulling out what seemed like lunchboxes and setting the table as you slowly made your way towards him. “i made lunch for the two of us. and an extra in case your friend is here.” mitsuya knows. he knows that you’ve been spending time with a particular mullet haired guy. he’s seen him left your studio apartment at wee hours in the morning whenever he’s out for a early morning jog, and he takes note when rindou doesn't leave your place for days. “he’s not here.” you said quietly, crossing your legs and saying a silent prayer before digging into the spread of food that mitsuya had prepared for the of you.

as much as you wished to be away from mitsuya, you couldn't deny the fact that mitsuya’s sudden appearance had comforted you greatly for you were starting to feel restless at being alone, mind often drifting to the fateful night when your parent’s lives were taken away from a reckless accident.

“is he nice though?” you hear mitsuya asked suddenly. the two of you were currently in the middle a movie marathon which mitsuya had suggested, knowing that you loved watching movies especially on heavy days like this. “he is. he looks stoic most of the time, but he’s really soft.” you answered back, eyes never leaving the screen. you failed to notice the frown on mitsuya’s face, too engrossed at your favourite movie, ‘coco’, to actually care about mitsuya’s feelings. “well, i’d love to meet him someday.” he continues. you finally tore your gaze away from the movie, looking at him with your brows furrowed. “we’re not dating. he’s just a friend.” you stated simply.

“well friends don’t give each other hickeys.” mitsuya commented sarcastically and you could feel your anger slowly rising at what he was trying to imply. to say that you were hurt, would be an understatement. who does he think you are? even if yes, you were sleeping with rindou but who was he to judge you like that when you’ve been nothing but loyal to him since day one? you were going to snap back when his phone rang, your eyes catching a glimpse of miyuki’s name as he shot you a look before excusing himself to the kitchen to pick up the call.

you clicked your tongue, rolling your eyes as you crossed your arms angrily before getting up to get a glass of water to calm yourself down.

“i’m currently at y/n’s.” you heard mitsuya whispered in a hushed tone, hands covering his mouth secretly with his back facing you. “it’s her parent’s death anniversary today and i just want to make sure that she’s okay.” he lets out a sigh as if your heart hadn’t already crumbled into pieces, mitsuya had to continue wrecking it even more. you felt pathetic. mitusya was only here because you lost your parents on this very day.

you waited for him to get off the phone call.

“you’re really a piece of shit takashi.” you spat angrily when the black haired boy steps into the living room. mitsuya stood dumbfounded at your words, looking at you in confusion. “don’t fucking look at me like that. don’t fucking look at me as if you’re not in the wrong”

who were you kidding? you were a walking time bomb after all, and you knew you were at your last few seconds before you’d blow up. you finally had it through with all the heartaches that mitusya had put you through.

“what do you mean by you have to make sure that i’m okay just because it’s my parent’s death anniversary?” you scoffed, running your fingers through your hair frustratedly. “ i- i didn’t mean it that wa-” you stopped mitsuya from further continuing, not wanting to hear it anymore for you weren’t sure if you were able to handle anymore heartbreaks.

“i’m so tired takashi. i can’t do this anymore.” your voice trembled as you tried your hardest to suppress the tears that were threatening to spill. “ i can’t fucking be around you knowing that you’ll never be mine. i can’t. so the least you could do now is get your sorry ass out of my house because i don’t need your fucking pity.” you finally cried, letting yourself break down in front of mitsuya takashi, the very man who used to make you smile brighter than the stars in space.

you heard mitsuya shuffled in his spot before walking away, gently shutting the doors behind you. “fuck, you should’ve taken me instead.” you looked at the sky through the windows, crying even harder as you slid down the walls in pain.

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : fly me to the moon - 2020 version - yoko takahashi

you carefully lowered the needle on your spinning vinyl, gently swaying to the tune as you started to prep yourself for your very own art exhibition that would be showcasing tonight.

it had been almost three months since you had last seen mitsuya takashi and during these three months, you had resorted to throwing yourself into paintings after paintings while rindou had stayed by your side, supporting you through every step of the way wether you’re high or not and you were absolutely grateful for that.

your heard that mitsuya takashi had gone on to continue excelling in the fashion industry and you were genuinely happy for him. though a part of you still wished that you were the one who helped him make it through.

“how do i look today tiger?” you gently rubbed your cat’s tummy, a soft smile tugging at the corner of your lips. you hear him meow a response as you unclipped the claw clip that held your hair together, letting your hair down on your shoulders.

your doorbell suddenly rang, catching you off guard. you weren’t expecting any visitors today you were sure of it. “rindou? is that you?” you called out, opening the doors only to be met with a pair of familiar lavender orbs staring back at you.

it was mitsuya takashi.

your breath hitched upon seeing the familiar face that you missed oh so very much. “ta-takashi? why are you here?” you stammered nervously when mitsuya leaned in closely towards you, causing you to stumble back slightly. “yours. i’ll always be yours if you want me to be.” mitsuya breathed. crashing his lips onto yours before you could say anything.

your eyes widened slightly before shutting when mitsuya deepened the kiss, arms wrapping around your waist to pull you closer towards him. you hesitantly pushed him off, looking at him in disbelief, “w-what? what about miyuki?”

“we’ve broken up. how can i be with someone else when i’m clearly in love with you?”

/ end.

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kylevian · 3 years

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It Was Alright

Pairing : Mitsuya Takashi x reader

Language : English

Fluff drable.

Tw : mention of violence

Finally. The English version.

It was always a repetition of an 'alright' situations.

Sitting next to Mitsuya Takashi because of the seat lottery was alright.

"Third row, from the left. [Name]-chan and Mitsuya-kun," said the class president.

Starting to talk to Mitsuya Takashi was alright.

"Oh, you dropped your ballpoint, [Name]-san." The guy with lilac hair picked her ballpoint and handed it to her.

Getting to know Mitsuya better was alright.

"Wow. So you are a top member in a biker gang?"

"Haha, I guess so."

Spending time with Mitsuya was also alright.

"Oh, you are here, [Name]. Come in," that guy with cut eyebrows gave her an embarrassed smile, "Sorry, I haven't finished my part because my sisters wanted me to play with them."

But, falling love with Mitsuya Takashi throws her over the loop.

When that guy smiled softly while turning back her notes, it wasn't alright.

"Thanks, I'm saved by your notes."

"Don't forget about my ice cream."

Then they giggled together.

When she treated the wound on his face he got from the fight, it wasn't alright.

"You should be more careful. What if you got injured badly?"

That guy with single earring laughed gently. "Okay, okay. I will."

When it was just the two of them on his bike, going through the night in steady speed, it wasn't alright.

"Is this too fast for you?" Mitsuya yelled to get his voice won against the night wind.

"No," [Name] replied with an also loud voice to get her voice audible, "I love it."

It wasn't alright for her heart.

#mitsuya takashi #takashi mitsuya #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers fic #tokyo revengers fluff #takashi mitsuya x reader #mitsuya x reader #mitusya takashi x reader #tw mention of violence #mitsuya fluff

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aeripq · 2 years

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Heyy can I ask for a oneshot? I love my boi Mitsuya so much and i wanna steal his sisters cus they are so precious. So I wanna request something like this: reader found two little girls (Luna and Mana) lost and then tried to help them find their big bro, and when they do Takshi reconized the person he's been eyeing for a while now. Yeah, reader has been his crush for years but he was scared to talk to them. Ending is up to you. I would prefer fem reader, but I wouldn't mind nonbinary

I hope it was understandable, thank you so much, stay safe and healthy💖 love ya *pats your head and walks off with a wave*

— "I LOVE YOU" (MITSUYA X GN! READER) —

a/n: hey! of course you can ask for one. i'm not super confident about this one, but i hope you enjoy it nonetheless. stay safe and healthy as well, love you too :) /p pairing: takashi mitusya x gn! reader warnings: crying, kissing, angst if you squint, mostly fluff sypnosis: when mitsuya's two missing sisters are found by someone, he thinks it's just a passing person. turns out, it's the person he's been eyeing for ages.

"thank you! see you soon, (Y/N)!"

waving back at the familiar old lady through the window, you exited the cozy, old corner store near your home. it was your favorite store; you'd stopped there after school almost every day since you'd moved to japan. the shop was run by an old woman; she'd lost her husband to a stroke years before, but still decided to fulfill their shared dream of opening up a shop. they carried small snacks and trinkets, and the store smelled like old pine.

you turned the corner that came next, admiring the sky. it was a clear, cool day; the perfect day to go for a walk. you pulled out your phone to text your sister. "wanna go on a walk?" you asked. "sure, but it'll have to be later. i'm working rn." she replied. great. now you'd have to wait for your calming walk. looking around you, you decided to admire and take in the scenery already spread out for you to see. across from the street was a playground, and it was new. the town you resided in put forward the idea, and a fundraiser was organized to build it. as a matter of fact, luna and mana, the sisters of the guy you liked, loved to play there. they were probably there right now, you thought, so decided to stop and study the place for a quick minute to see if the sisters, and hopefully their brother too, were there. your eyes looked around for a few seconds before landing on a crying mana and a worried luna; her arms wrapped protectively around her three-year-old sister. mitsuya was nowhere to be seen, and mana seemed to be crying his name.

without a second thought, you entered the play space to see them. at the sight of you, mana immediately ran up to you and buried her face in your thigh. her snot and tears stained your pants, but it was fine. she was desperately crying, "(Y/N)! (Y/N)! you have to h-help us!! we can't find t-taka anywhere!!" your eyes softened, and luna, now crying as well, clung to your arm. "please, (Y/N). it's really scary without him here. i mean, it's fine now that you are, but we still need to find him." "of course, luna. let's go. did he walk off? did you see where he went?" "he went that way, I think." luna pointed in the direction that her brother supposedly walked off in. "you sure?" "yea." "ok then, let's go. cmon, girls!" leading them in what was supposedly mitsuya's direction, you attempted to begin a conversation to cheer them up. "so, girls, how's the start to your summer been? has mitsuya taken you two out get ice cream yet?" "no, he hasn't, even though he promised! he can be a big meanie sometimes." mana stated. "yea! he promised we'd go last week, but he never took us!" "seriously? how could he? here, y'know what? if he won't take you, i will. let's go get some ice cream girls, how does that sound?" the girls' faces lit up, but then luna's smile faded. "but we don't have any money!" mana's smile faded now. however you, still smiling, countered, "but i do! here, see?" pulling out a shiny yellow card, the both of their faces lit up once again. "yay!" they chimed. "let's go!"

taking a slight detour, the three of you headed towards the nearest ice cream shop. it wasn't far off, and was only about a block away. when you three arrived, you placed your orders and paid. sitting down at a table, the three of you began to chat again. you spoke happily, sharing stories, jokes, and ice cream.

just as you were about to get up to throw your trash away, you heard a voice boom from behind you. "luna! mana!" turning around, you saw mitsuya hurling toward you. he slid to his knees on the concrete, which had to hurt, and hugged his sisters so tightly they were beginning to complain of a lack of breathing room. "oh luna, mana, i'm sorry. i never should of walked off, but i thought i told you guys to stay put! thank god you two aren't hurt. did you wander here on your own? did someone bring you here? did—" "taka. we're fine, don't worry. luckily, (Y/N) found us. and unlike you, they took us out to get ice cream. we were just about to resume looking for you!" luna exclaimed. "yea! (Y/N) isn't a meanie like you, brother, they're the bestest person in the whole world!" "i mean, i am pretty awesome." you said slyly. turning to face you, mitsuya threw his arms around you. "thank you. god, i'm so fucking lucky it was you who found them. i don't know what i would've done or what would've happened if—" "mitsuya, please. what matters is that they're fine now, right?" "please, call me takashi." "ok then, takashi, what matters is that they're safe and happy now, right?" "yea, you're right. i just, i don't know. i love them too much to lose them." "i know. you're an amazing brother takashi." "really? you think so?" his stomach was fluttering. you looked so pretty in the sunlight, shiny skin glimmering, and your voice like music to his ears. "i know so." "ugh, will you two just kiss already?" luna blurted out. "it's obvious you two love each other. just kiss!" what? no way. luna and mana knew? did you tell them? no way. absolutely no fucking way. "kiss, kiss, kiss!" she chanted. "well, i wouldn't mind obliging her." mitsuya said sheepishly. "what about you? you up for it, for a relationship and everything?" turning your head away, you replied shyly, "only if it's with you." at this, he slowly grabbed your cheek, leaning in to plant a soft, loving kiss on your lips. it was passionate and soft, and left you in a daze. you two separated, but you pulled him in once again, with luna and mana cheering happily in the background.

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dr4kenlvr · 3 years

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TOKYO REVENGERS + MUSICALLY-INCLINED S/O

pairing: ran haitani, mitsuya takashi, chifuyu matsuno, kokonoi hajime x gn!reader (separate)

genre: fluff

request(s): Hiiii I saw you respond to my request s/o in a band, sorry for not mentioning the fandom (I'm dumb) Tokyo revengers with ran haitani and any character of ur choice thank you!!

Hewwo it's me who requested s/o musician (classical would be nice) I forgot to mention the fandom, so Tokyo revengers 🖤⛓️ thank you, feel free to ignore tho. And your writing are amazing <3

a/n: hii im deciding to combine these two because they're quite similar! also im not a band kid nor do i play any instrument so i hope i did these two justice despite that <3 thanks for requesting :) + not proofread sorry ily

RAN:

this man is SOOO in love with your talent, he practically worships your abilities

ran's never really had the interest or time to play, so when he meets you he is completely blown away

he'll ask you to practice in front of him sometimes but you honestly feel a bit shy with those violet eyes holding eye contact with you the whole time

he'll wear a lazy smile, and clap after you're done to show how proud he is of you

"that's my baby."

if you have a talent show, or a performance going on, he will be there

"you ready for the fight, ran?" - rindou

"huh? but y/n's got a show in 20." - him

pls rindou getsso mad when he forgets to tell him about your shows LMAOOOO

he'll bring you a bouquet of your favourite flowers to gift you right after and wrap an arm around your waist

if you're in a band, he'll like to meet your other members too!

he knows it might be an iffy idea because he is ran haitani,, but he thinks that it'd be nice to get along with his s/o's friends too <3

nonetheless, he's not pushy about it and would respect your decision if you wanted to keep your love life and music life untangled (mainly due to the fact that ur bf's a criminal)

at night, he finds himself humming the melody to your band's songs, smiling to himself because he's got such a talented s/o

MITSUYA:

mitsuya is so excited to hear that you can play music !!

luna and mana are also really interested, because they haven't been around someone who plays <3

"takashi, can y/n play us something?" -his sisters constantly ask him to ask you, but once they warm up to you they'll be asking you all the time

mitsuya likes to listen to music, especially when he's coming up with new looks or sewing together a new piece

he insists you can practice in his room instead of downstairs because he enjoys the company + the music doesn't bother him

he's also one to let you practice when you have his full attention- he'll sit his sisters on his lap and clap when you finish

"that was amazing, as always love."

if you're in a band, he would love to go watch your guy's shows

he likes to film you during them too, and when you watch the videos back you can hear: "wow, y/n's so good takashi!" "yeah! they're so cool!" "i know guys, they're quite the diamond."

it makes your heart flutter every time, mitsuya and his sisters are like your own little fan club

when you meet him after, he'll always give you a sweet kiss on the forehead and congratulate you on a successful performance

if you're feeling unmotivated or down, he won't push you to work because he knows that if you're mentally not for it? it'll show in your work

he knows this from experience so he's there for you whenever you need him

CHIFUYU:

i can't even express how much chifuyu is in love because of the mere fact you play

like, he was already in love with you but now he finds out you're in a band? and you play music? bruh..

chifuyu is so so supportive of you, when you play near him he'll cheer so loudly LMAOOO

"WOOOO!! GO Y/N!!! YOU'RE THE BEST!!"

and at your shows?? bruh.. someone shut this boy up (baji)

he's so giddy when you ask if you could show him a new piece you came up with

he won't ask you because he's sorta nervous?? even though you're the one playing not him

he sits and listens super attentively, and is stunned that you came up with such a beautiful piece

every note you played created a perfect harmony that had chifuyu staring at you with heart eyes

"so,, what do you think?"

"... woah."

when he's hanging out with baji or takemitchi, he'll keep them updated on your stuff

"oh yeah! they've got a gig next week, do you wanna come?"

"did i tell you that y/n has been practicing the violin recently? isn't that fucking cool."

baji and takemitchi are tired of his rambling, but not you so they come to attend your shows often as well <3

TAGLIST: @dai-tsukki-desu <3

#ran haitani x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #chifuyu matsuno x reader #ran haitani fluff #mitusya takashi fluff #chifuyu matsuno fluff #ran fluff #mitsuya fluff #chifuyu fluff #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x reader fluff #tokyo revengers fluff #ran headcanons #mitsuya headcanons #chifuyu headcanons #request

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dr4kenlvr · 2 years

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get a clue !!

pairing: baji keisuke, mikey sano, mitsuya takashi, angry kawata, chifuyu matsuno x gn!reader

genre/wc: fluff, crack (?) - 1.1k+

request: could you do a reader who is the most dense mf on earth. like to the point where someone could be like “ily” and she’d b like “aw that’s so nice! i love you too! you’re such a great friend!”. please do it in headcanon style and they can go in whatever direction you see fit. with baji, mikey, mitsuya, souya, and chifuyu.

a/n: not proofread ily enjoy muah

BAJI:

baji's gonna have a TOUGH time with this one

he got the WHOLE GANG hyping him up to ask you out—chifuyu's all like "you got it bro, just grab y/n's hand all romantically when you confess. and KEEP EYE CONTACT, don't even BLINK BRO."

then smiley's like "that's cringey as fuck! just be chill 'bout it. maybe a cheeky wink though."

and peh-yan's like "or just start making out!"

(he took none of their advice btw) SO he does it baji keisuke style, and tells you one day when you're both walking home together

when he finally builds up the courage, he averts his gaze and awaits your response

... he thinks you're joking at first, when you respond with: "aw, baji! love you too, you're like—my bestest friend."

... huh?

"n-no, i mean like," and he takes one look at your curious, innocent eyes and he literally malfunctions and just shits himself

so when he told the gang, they had no mercy on him: each member literally busted a lung at his failed attempt at confessing

mikey was literally gonna piss himself, peh and pah literally had to hold one another up, and smiley was cackling

so thenceforth, baji tries to throw semi-subtle hints—always complimenting you, opening the door for you, walking next to you, etc.

the thing is, he does these kinds of things everyday anyway, so how are you supposed to tell the difference behind his intentions?

in the end, baji ends up just smack on kissing ur cheek and saying "i want to date you, dammit!" <3

MIKEY:

this guy got the whole gang screaming—why can't their oh so strong leader tell his crush he likes them?

"it's not my fault guys! i don't know how y/n can't tell!!!!" he pouts his 100th pout

and to be honest draken can't believe iteither, not with the way mikey treats you on a daily basis

the constant head pats, always offering to ride with him, lending you his jacket, AND his snacks too ??!! draken is just as confused

mikey just wants to treat u well :((( but he doesn't know how much more obvious he can get LMAO

one day you were hanging out with him and the others, and mikey was walking ahead with his head on your shoulder

he looks up and admires you for a bit, until he decided to be bold and say: "you're so cute, you know that? i would never get bored of looking at you"

baji's eyes literally bulge out, and he immediately tells the others. they're all watching the two of you like a group of stray cats

"oh mikey, you're so sweet. thanks!" then you continue walking as if nothing happened

the stray cats then turn into stray hyenas when they CACKLE at the look on mikey's face

MITSUYA:

mitusya tried really hard to be straight forward with you

but found that increasingly more difficult when you just wouldn't take a hint!

he would do everything he could imagine that was remotely gentleman-ly

you found it very endearing, but honestly though he was just being kind to you, like he always was

so, he was constantly smacked in the face with a "aw thanks mitsu'!" or a "i love you too, you're a great friend."

he was starting to get lost to be honest, and went to draken for help at one point

if anything, draken couldn't help since he's the oblivious one between him and emma LOL

despite how arduous your denseness can be, mitsuya finds it amusing too

he'd let out a small chuckle at your obliviousness, and laugh graciously at the look on your face when he does

you once asked what was wrong, and he only responded with "ah nothing love, you're just so cute."

now that made you think twice <3

ANGRY:

poor boy is gonna start screaming if you don't just kiss him right now i swear

with his slightly closed off nature (i mean, in comparison to his brother, i'd say he's pretty mellow LOL), angry is having some trouble on his own already in making moves

but combined with the density of your head ???? he's rolling on the floor whining 24/7

smiley gets annoyed at one point and tells him to "man UP! y/n's not gonna tell if you chicken out every time you make contact!"

angry, sniffling: "ok ..."

so, cue this: you, and the twins, hanging out together, but the wind picks up and angry notices you start to shiver

his brother, as if he read his mind, signals for him to throw his jacket over yours because it's "extremely romantic"

even smiley is confident that you won't miss this HUGE clue

angry, bubbling as much courage as he can, takes his jacket off and drapes it over you in a hurried manner

he's blushing, and he shoves his hands into his pant pockets to try and stay calm

"keep it for the night, i don't need it okay ?!"

you pause and blink up at him and he thinks he's gonna shit himself, until you smile and simply thank him before dropping the whole situation

smileys like -o-

while angry's like ☉o☉

"... NOW WHAT SMILEY ?!"

"I DON'T FUCKING KNOW !!"

CHIFUYU:

oh oh oh you know chifuyu is pulling out ALL the stops for this one

he knows what he's doing, he's got the best moves in the book to aid him from reading all those shoujo mangas

baji wishes him good luck with a relatively hard smack on the back, and he watches chifuyu saunter off towards you with the suavest energy he's ever seen

tbh baji thinks he looks really fucking stupid but props to him for that confidence i guess ??

you're walking down the hall when chifuyu calls your name, making you turn and wave to him with that smile he oh so adores

"hey y/n! i was wondering if, you know, you'd like to hang out some time after school? maybe head to a cafe, how's that sound to ya'?"

as he's saying this, chifuyu makes sure to keep eye contact with you and pay attention to any facial indicators of a reaction

(baji's hiding behind a wall by the way, but he's keenly listening in)

you're startled by the sudden invitation, but interpret it as no more than a friendly hang out—you tell him:

"sure! we can do some studying and—oh! your friend baji can come along too!"

wait ... baji? what would baji...—oh, you think this is FRIEND hang out

and before chifuyu could disagree, baji's LOUDASS hollers can be heard from his hiding spot

he's absolutely crying over at his friend's semi-successful attempt at getting a date

"i can't believe it," chifuyu wails to baji after school, "how could y/n not tell? i even did the SMOULDER. well, at least i get to somewhat hang out wit—"

baji: "—wait wait wait, did you say you ... you SMOULDERD AT Y/N????"

chifuyu nods, and baji collapses in laughter at his friend for making such an idiotic choice LMFAOOOO

well, too much shoujo manga for him <3

taglist: @dai-tsukki-desu @chuuae @kazuhoya @eriskaitto @gwynsapphire @sscarchiyo (send an ask or dm to be added!)

your interactions are very appreciated! <3

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angstama · 3 years

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✧. when you had a rough day and they try to comfort you

ft. mikey, mitsuya, chifuyu, inui, koko

genre: fluff, slight angst, comfort

a/n: writing this because i too, had a really long day and am in need of a good cry and hug. it's been a really really long and rough day for me, so i'm going to rest. goodnight/good morning to you guys!

i'd suggest listening to this song while reading!

now playing: hot air balloon - surl

♡ manjiro sano (mikey)

mikey had always been one to sense when something is wrong so it wouldn't be surprising when he'd show up at your doorstep with a bag of your favourite sweet treats in the middle of the night after your long day at work.

"eh? mikey what are you doing here?" you gaped at your pretty boyfriend as he casually invites himself into your living room, hands filled with bags of what seemed like your favourite flavoured ice cream with a soft smile etched to his lips. "hm? my mikey senses told me that you need a hug right now so here i am!" he grinned, spreading his arms out to wait for you to run into his arms.

and so you did, you ran straight into his arms and hid yourself at the crook of his neck, his vanilla scent instantly reminding you that you're finally home and that everything is going to be okay.

mikey doesn't say anything when he felt the material of his sweater getting damper each second, only rubbing smooth circles behind your back as you let your tears fall. "i know baby, i know. you did so well today." he whispers softly, holding you tighter in his embrace before giving you one more affirmation for the day, "i'm so proud of you y/n."

♡ mitsuya takashi

mitsuya may not be as intuitive as mikey but when it comes to reading people's emotions and well basically you, he can easily tell when something isn't right.

you had your fair share of long and exhausting days but today was different than the usual chaos. it was mentally draining and you were feeling tired of everything. so when you heavily dragged yourself into your shared apartment with mitsuya, you couldn't help but tear up at the sight of mitsuya stirring a pot of japanese curry in his purple kitchen apron.

"welcome hom — babe?" he turned to greet you, only to drop the scoop when he sees your slumped body with tears threatening to spill from your eyes. "hey" you breathed, forcing a shaky smile as mitusya quickly paces towards you.

as if he could hear your screaming thoughts of needing a tight hug right now, he quickly pulls you into his embrace, resting his chin on your head as you nuzzled closer into his chest. "i'm not going to ask what's wrong but i want you to know that i love you okay?" he whispered softly, gently planting soft kisses on forehead and neck when you finally looked him in the eye, the tears finally falling.

that's right, mitusya takashi loves you and that's all that it matters. no matter how tough life is, you're never going to walk alone on this path filled with thorns and swamps because mitusya is always going to be there with your hands held in his.

"i love you too takashi." mitusya wipes your tears with his thumb, tilting your chin up to give you a kiss to get rid of the remaining last ounce of exhaustion in your system. "i cooked your favourite curry rice, let's have dinner together."

it's twelve thirty in the morning. and that's how you know, mitusya truly loves you.

♡ chifuyu matsuno

you were closing up the store when you spotted chifuyu leaning against the glass door and waiting for you outside to walk you home. it was part of your daily routine and the two of you would often take turns, to walk each other home after your shifts. equality in the relationship as you'd like to say.

"fuyu? what are you doing here?" you asked, surprised to see your boyfriend considering how he had called you an hour ago that he wouldn't be able to walk you home tonight as he had to extend his shift at the pet store tonight. "you sounded really sad on the phone just now, so i rushed everything to be with you baby." he smiled, reaching to grab your canvas bag and slinging it over his shoulder.

you let out a soft sniff, tilting your head back slightly to hopefully push the tears back that are slowly filling your eyes. it had been an awfully long day. an awfully long day that you spent the entire time thinking that you were alone in this life. but suddenly here chifuyu matsuno stands before you, reminding you that he's here for you through every step of the way. "baby? you okay?" he asked with concern laced in his voice when he realised that your body was trembling from the overwhelming rush of emotions running through your body.

"i'm not okay." you shook your head, the truth hitting you harder now that you had said it out to your lover without feeling the need to tell him that you're okay. chifuyu doesn't say anything but only quickly walked past you. you were going to ask where's he going when you suddenly felt a pair of arms gently wrapped around your waist with your body pulled into chifuyu's chest.

warmth and comfort. that is what chifuyu is. and you finally understood why being with chifuyu felt like home because home is and should be a place where you can be at your most vulnerable without feeling judged. it keeps you warm when winter comes and it shields you from all the dangers in the outside world. your home, is chifuyu matsuno.

"i wish i can take all of your hardships away." you hear him mumbled into your hair, pulling you closer into his embrace. "but for now, let me offer you a matsuno hug that instantly recharges your energy level."

♡ inui seishu (inupi)

you had finally knocked off from work and was on your way home when you had unknowingly allowed yourself to stumble into d&d motors's little shop without you even realising it. you stood quietly by the entrance staring softly at your boyfriend who's currently still focused in tinkering, back facing you.

just being able to see inui was enough so you decided to go home, not wanting to disturb your lover but of course god still isn't on your side as if putting you through a day filled with nothing but crap wasn't enough. you accidentally tripped over yourself right right outside the store, causing you to fall on your bum and catching inui by surprise.

the world hates you.

y/n?" inui's eyes widened, quickly rushing towards you but you anxiously put your hands up to stop him from coming closer. " i - i got this. fuck — i got this. " you breathed heavily, biting your lips hard to stop yourself from getting overly emotional over the little mishap. you shakily pushed yourself up, feeling pathetic each second as you desperately dust yourself in front of inui.

"y/n? what's going on?" he asked, concerned at the shaken state you're in. one could tell that you're obviously just seconds away from crumbling apart and you were just putting up a tough front to mask your vulnerability. "nothing. just needed to see you that's all." you said softly, forcing a small smile to assure inui that everything was okay.

but inui knew better. he had seen you at your lowest of lows after all.

"well, i won't disturb you further. goodnight inui." you waved, turning to take your leave when you felt a light tug and then a tight grip on your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. you don't face inui though for you were so afraid that you were going to break down any time now. but once again, god wasn't on your side when inui pulls you into a bear hug, his hands resting on your waist as he pulls you closer to him. it was then, you finally let your tears down.

inui was a man of a few words but loves you more than anything else in the world that he'd gladly throw lame jokes whenever you're feeling particularly lousy just to see you smile or burst out laughing at his poor attempt of creating puns. so when inui doesn't say a single word and pulls you into a hug, you couldn't help but to cry even harder into his arms.

"it's okay to cry baby, it's okay." he gently runs his fingers through your hair, "cry it out and you'll feel better okay?" he smiles softly at you.

♡ kokonoi hajime (koko)

it isn't everyday when koko would be home from his executive work before you do and here he is sitting by the bar counter and looking through some documents while sipping on a glass of scotch when you quietly entered the assumed empty penthouse.

he looked at you tiredly carrying yourself up the stairs, not even acknowledging your lover who's currently staring at your tired figure with wide eyes, surprised that you weren't excitedly announcing your arrival or even going up to him to give the usual peck on the cheeks.

"y/n babe?" koko called out. you were currently sitting at the edge of your bed with your head held down, running your hands through your hair while letting out a distressed sigh. "koko?" your head shot up when you hear your lover's footstep coming closer to you. "why're you home so early tonight?" you asked. "it's already 1am princess, i should be asking why are you home so late tonight?" he hummed, settling down next to you.

you took a deep breath as your entire day thus far played through your head, forcing you to remember the series of unfortunate events that rolled upon you all at once today. "work stuff, it's nothing." you mumbled, leaning tiredly against koko's shoulder.

you knew that whatever you were feeling is collective from the last month when you had been working really hard in [your dream] industry, putting whatever you have only to be constantly slapped in the face that you weren't good enough. it's not like you don't know that fact though, but being forced to sit through that every damn day is finally pushing you to a breaking point and you were afraid that if your lover had asked any further you'd surely start to break down.

koko could sense the immense stress you were under and he had seen you worked hard at your job. it hurts him when you refused to take his money and insists on paying for half of the utility bills and it hurts him even more when he see you all beat up over a job that he can clearly pay you more for.

koko carefully rests an arm on your shoulder, bringing you closer into his shoulder. "i wish it wasn't this hard' your voice croaked upon feeling koko's warmth. "if only i was better." you whispered almost inaudibly, not wanting koko to pick up on your pathetic self hatred but he obviously did.

"baby you are better. you are the best in my eyes and that's enough." he rubs your back in an attempt to sooth you when you start to hiccup from holding back your raw emotions. it was painful to say the least. you were way deep in reality check and koko was the only one keeping you sane from the harsh truth.

you felt koko shuffling in his spot. he quickly pulls out a thousand dollar note from his black leather wallet that you got for him on his birthday, swiftly plopping it in front of you, causing you to look at him confusedly. "will you let me buy your pain away?" he quipped, shooting you a playful wink. "that's not how it works koko," you chuckled softly.

koko shrugs, placing the thousand dollar note down when he sees your mood lighten before pulling you into hug. "let's ride the hot air balloon parked outside and escape this place for a little while yeah?" he ruffled your hair, knowing how much you loved being up in the sky, up above the clouds where none of your problems could reach either the two of you.

ah, you finally remembered that be it wether up in the skies or down on earth, as long as koko is there by your side, everything will eventually be okay.

// end.

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cigarettes | rindou.h

pairing: rindou haitani x reader , mitsuya takashi x reader

genre: angst, fluff, romance

warnings: alcohol, smoking, cursing, suggestive, rejection!

✧. "hey, wanna smoke cigarettes together with me till the day we die?"

this is the alternate ending to mardy bum! where reader chooses executive rindou haitani instead of our dear mitsuya takashi :-)

ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : cigarettes and feelings - the haunt

"for the love of god rin, you're so fucking slow!"

you gently tugged your cream coloured cardigan against your skin, pulling it close to shield you from the cooling air in the open as you excitedly roamed the streets of prague.

you were currently on the Europe leg of tour for your latest art series exhibition and finally had the day off to explore the little capital city with your lover and hopefully check off some of your bucket lists if rindou could only increase his pace just a little bit more.

you watched rindou roll his eyes, tapping the excess ash on his cigarette before stuffing his other hand into his pocket. "but you love it when i go slow and steady." he muses, a smug grin etched to the corner of his lips. your eyes widened, quickly looking around to see if anyone heard the suggestive comment that your boyfriend had made before shooting him a glare, "i swear rin, if you keep saying shit like this in public, i'll literally never let you fuck me again." you deadpanned.

rindou doesn't say anything but only slowly made his way towards where you've stopped to wait for him, eyes never leaving yours once. you raised your brows when he leans in to your ear, "i'd love to see you try darling." he whispers, voice husky from the lingering warm air of nicotine in his throat which only sent you squealing on the inside.

"whatever." you huffed, walking away to which rindou hastily grabs your wrist, stopping you from getting any further away from him. "cigarettes doesn't keep hands warm you know?" he says, intertwining your hands together before pulling you with him to visit the places you had in mind.

"man, i could sure do this everyday." you stretched your arms above your head and bending your body sideways before turning to face rindou and stealing the lighted cigarette in between his lips to place in yours. you allowed your lungs to inhale the ever so addictive nicotine into your system, mind slightly clouded which made the spectacular view of the cathedral in front of you even much more beautiful than it already was.

you were in awe. you've always wanted to come here and you remembered ever wanting to visit this very cathedral with your first love, mitsuya takashi. yet here you are right now with someone else who isn't him. someone else who held your hair back when you threw up from the excessive drinking in hopes to get rid of the aching feeling in your heart. someone else who would let you paint their body like a canvas when you were bored. someone else who would go on to make you forget that you've ever loved mitusya takashi.

the two of you sat in silence, both basking in the breathtaking view of the cathedral. it was peaceful and everything was perfect. the way the colours of red and orange skies blended together as the sun begins to set, the way your beloved cigarettes tasted almost sweet this very evening and the way rindou's warm hand was intertwined in yours, you never want this moment to end.

"hey," rindou whispered softly as you pried your gaze away from the view and to your man. "wanna smoke cigarettes together with me till the day we die?"

3 y e a r s a g o

you carefully lowered the needle on your spinning vinyl, gently swaying to the tune as you started to prep yourself for your very own art exhibition that would be showcasing tonight.

it was mitsuya takashi.

rindou.

your eyes widened when rindou's face flashes at the back of your head which caused you to roughly pushed mitsuya away. "wh-what?" you stumbled back. oh how you've waited so long for the day that mitsuya would declare himself to be yours. you've dreamt of the day that mitsuya would finally kiss you with those pretty soft lips that often utter words of affirmation to you so why did you think of another man when he kisses you?

"you've got to be kidding me right?" your lips trembled, staring wide eyed at mitsuya who reached out to your arms. "i'm not y/n. i love you y/n. i've always did and i'm sorry it took this long for me to say it to you." he looked at you with pleading eyes.

this isn't right. it can't be.

"you're fucking kidding me takashi?" you laughed hysterically when you felt your legs give up, the cold tiles hitting your bare legs. "you can't do this takashi. you can't!" you ran your fingers through your hair frustratedly.

why does he always have the right to hurt you like this?

"you can't just disappear for months and then come knocking on my door saying that you love me! that's so fucking unfair!" mitsuya lowered his gaze, he knew he had messed up and was now paying for all the times he had broken your heart.

you loved mitsuya takashi you were sure of it, but you remembered that mitsuya takashi only loved you when you were sober while rindou haitani had willingly accompanied you through your highs and lows without you even begging for it. and so, you had unconsciously decided that you wanted rindou to stay in your life.

perhaps maybe it was your fight or flight instincts. no, scratch that, you have to look for rindou. you wanted to tell him that mitsuya takashi isn't that great of a kisser than you had imagined.

"i- i have to go." you stammered, anxiously getting up and dashing out of your apartment and leaving mitsuya behind. you have to see rindou.

and so, after running out of your own place with half your make up done and getting on a cab, you finally arrived at the haitani's penthouse. you knew this place at the back of your head, often spending your weekends spinning and dancing with rindou.

you impatiently knocked on the door when the electronic door finally unlocked, revealing the man you've been dying to see for almost half an hour who's now looking at you, mouth slightly gaped.

"darling? thought i said i'll pick you up at your place?"

you wiped the sweat of your forehead with your knuckles, letting out a small exhale before taking rindou's hand in yours and grabbing his neck to pull him towards you which allowed you to finally crash your lips into his.

it wasn't your first time kissing rindou. but kissing him now felt right and it completely knocked the air out of your lungs when you could taste the lingering taste of strawberries and cigarettes on his lips and you loved it. "what's going on darling?" rindou asks when you pull away to look at him with the biggest grin on your face. "i realised i only wanna smoke cigarettes with you." you breathed.

it was a weird analogy. but rindou knows. rindou knew that it was your way of saying the words of "i love you". smoking was more than just an addiction to you, it was your only constant since you were sixteen and you'd never give that up despite the health consequences for you were perfectly okay with dying earlier.

rindou only pulls you into his chest, a hand resting on your head when you hear him mumble, voice muffled. "i'd gladly smoke with you everyday."

you felt the bustling street of prague slowly fade away in the background, leaving just the two of you and the enormous cathedral standing tall in front of you.

"w-what?" you stared at him, eyes wide and searching for any hint of joke or literally whatever that prompts an attempt to prank you in his eyes only to finally realise that he wasn't joking when he remained unfazed. "now?" you gasped.

rindou nods, "yeah. why not?" he squeezes your hand, a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "unless you don't want to marry me?" he joked, raising a brow.

your brain finally fully processed what he had just said. rindou haitani wants to marry you. he wants to be yours till your last breath.

you shook your head frantically, "fuck rin- no! of course i want to marry you!"

"okay, then let's get married now." rindou stood up, dragging you along with him towards the cathedral that you love so very much where the two of you exchanged your vows that very day.

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