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yuunemi · 10 months

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I Wanna Show You Off

PAIRING : MITSUYA TAKASHI X FEM!READER

GENRE : FLUFF!

C/W : NONE!

LIBRARIAN'S NOTE/S : i was smiling like an idiot while writing this. i hope y'all enjoy reading this.

NOTES & REBLOGS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED ^^

"Hey Takashi."

It was one lazy afternoon, school just finished and you decided to hang out at Mitsuya's place. Luna and Mana were playing in the living room while you and Mitsuya were in his room. Lying down on his bed blasting your shared playlist with him while he's busy sewing clothes.

"Hm? What's up?"

You rarely call him by his name unless you have something serious to talk about or you were simply in a daze. "I wanna show you off." You said out of nowhere

Stopping from his work, he turned to look at you, "Huh? What's gotten into you all of a sudden?" He asked with a smile. "Nothing... I just want you to pick me up after school." You pouted.

Walking in your direction, he sat beside you. "Yeah? What made you want that?" He said while settling your head on his lap. "N-Nothing much... I was just being jealous of my other classmates..." You mumbled, your voice getting softer with each word.

"They're all going home together, buying food for each other, and all that pda in public... I know I act indifferent about those things, but you don't have to buy me food... I just want you to pick me up." You rambled on

Embarrassed at your own request and reason, you hug his waist and hide your face in his stomach, but he could see the way your cheeks turned red all the way to your ears.

Laughing at you, how could he reject such a cute request? "Sure thing, love, what time does your school end?"

"4:30 in the afternoon." Nodding his head at your answer, "Perfect, Luna and Mana's classes end 2 hours earlier than yours. I won't have to worry about cutting myself in half." He said with a laugh

"You know, you don't really have to if you're so busy... besides, you have your own classes to attend as well..." Feeling guilty for your selfishness, you take back your request.

"Well, I'm not busy and my school ends 30 minutes earlier than yours so don't worry about it, okay? I'd always make a way."

Softly smiling at you, he turns your head for a forehead kiss.

"Thanks!"

The next day came, and it was just like any other school day. Couples publicly displaying affection so early in the morning, students sleeping, and students cramming their homework due today.

To say that it was a tiring day was an understatement because it was exhausting. Juggling school work here and there while chasing teachers for deadlines.

What's worse is that you had to run around from the ground floor to the fifth floor because it was suddenly announced that your class had to finish decorating your respective booths for an upcoming school event in 2 days.

Your feet were dead from all that running around, and you were mentally exhausted as well. Today was such a mess that you forgot about Mitsuya picking you up today.

Rushing through the school lobby, you were shocked to see a familiar purple head wearing his school uniform with his oh so famous earring, "Oh! Mitsuya?"

Smiling at you, he raises up a plastic of McDonalds. You were wondering why he was waiting for you with food in hand when you told him that it was alright not to bring you any food—wait, not bring any food? Then it hit you

"OH MY!"

"WHAT TIME IS IT?!" Panicking, you took out your phone to see that it was 5:18 PM. "CRAP! I FORGOT IM SO SORRY!" Rushing to him, you gave him a hug and decided to stay and explain things.

"I am so sorry, I know I asked you to pick me up, but I was so busy that I forgot and didn't even notice the time." You rambled.

"Hey, hey... calm down... deep breaths... that's right, it's okay, I understand."

Ushering you to sit at the waiting area of the lobby, he proceeds to take out your chicken nuggets and open its box for you to eat before taking out your fries and drinks.

"To be honest, I thought I had kept you waiting because I arrived 15 minutes late, but when I arrived at your school, I saw you running around and scurrying here and there. I could see how tired you were and well... I got you this."

"Thanks! You're the best!" You said after finishing the food in your mouth.

"Oii!! L/n!! We need you here!!" A classmate of yours, shouted while running to your location. "Laterrr!! I'm eating!!" You shouted back.

"HA?! BUT EVERYONE'S WORKING TO THE BONE AND YOU'RE JUST-" Her angry protest was cut short when she saw you and Mitsuya together. "Sorry, I'm gonna have to borrow Y/n for a while." Mitsuya coolly said with a smile.

"Oh! Uhh-Hi! Sorry, I-uh didn't know... we'll just be on the third floor then." She stuttered with blushing cheeks while you just rolled your eyes at her. You waited for your classmate to walk away and for his attention to turn toward you before pouting your lips at him

"Huh? What's the matter?" Mitsuya asked with a carefree smile.

"I don't like the way you were smiling at her." You pouted

"She was the annoying classmate that I was ranting to you about the other day." You added

Laughing at your cuteness, he pinches your cheek. "Aww~~ I'm sorry, I didn't know." Stuffing your mouth with fries, you pout even more.

"You're so cute when you act this way, childish and jealous." Mitsuya adds with a mischievous grin.

Playfully rolling your eyes at him "Whatever." You said, which in turn, made Mitsuya laugh even more.

Finishing your food, you tidy it and go to a nearby trash can to throw it before returning to Mitsuya

"I'm so sorry Mitsuya, I really wanted to go home with you today but I didn't expect this to happen. But thanks for the food though!"

"Hey, don't sweat it, besides, who said you were gonna walk home alone today?"

Your eyes widened at his words "But Luna and Mana! I don't know how late we'll end, perhaps by 6 but—"

"Then, I'll just have to help you out to finish quicker." He interrupted with a smile

"And yes. It's okay, I don't mind. Besides, didn't you say that you wanted to show me off?" He added with a smirk

Blushing at the latter part of his response, you shake your head with a smile and led him to the lobby guard so he can claim a visitor's pass

Upon returning back to the third floor, you were met with an annoyed classmate "Y/n, what took you so long?! I literally called you 10 minutes ago." She asked

Mitsuya was about to apologize again, not until you had interjected with a sarcastic answer "Well apologies for enjoying my food and avoiding indigestion."

"Anyways, Mitsuya meet Yuna, my classmate, and Yuna meet Mitsuya, my boyfriend. He volunteered to help out with our booth."

"Hi! I look forward to working with you." Mitsuya greeted with a bow.

"Anyways, Kashi, I need your help here. Can you hold these two ends together, while I secure them in their place?" You said, already walking towards the problem at hand.

"Sure!" He replied, and your classmate was left speechless for a moment before she regained composure and went back to work as if nothing happened.

Boy did his presence cause such a ruckus, but it's not like everyone had time to gossip and pry more into the situation. Though one thing's for sure, you were undoubtedly proud to flaunt your boyfriend just for today.

The day finally ended, and all students were already being told to go home. Everyone bid their goodbyes and went their separate ways home.

"Man, I'm deadbeat tired."

"That must be heavy, let me carry it." Mitsuya said while taking your backpack and you could've sworn that the students you heard planning to go to the convenience store for food were now gushing and talking about Mitsuya's gesture.

"Thanks!"

Walking hand in hand on your way home, the day was definitely tiring but you wouldn't have it any other way.

"Ne, Kashi, I'm surprised you didn't bring your motorcycle. I kinda wish you did now." You said with a dry laugh

"Well, you mentioned that the couples in your class were walking back home together, so I thought that's what you wanted... besides, I didn't expect you would be running out and about today."

"Yeah, I didn't expect it either... but thanks anyways! I imagine that I would be trudging on my way back home if you hadn't come."

"Next time, I'll be sure to pick you up with my motorcycle then." He coolly said. Instantly lighting up and turning to him, "No way!" you exclaimed.

"OH! OH! You should also do the things they do in books where they lean against their motorcycles!"

Laughing at your behavior, he nods his head, "Sure thing, love."

#tokyo revengers x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #mitsuya takashi #tokrev fanfic #tokrev x reader

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goteique · 1 year

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TOKYO REVENGERS

→ [ HEADCANONS ]

→ [ ONESHOTS, DRABBLES, FICS ]

SANO SHINICHIRO — cause i want you to like me

CHIFUYU MATSUNO — grayscale life | we're cooler than that |

KAZUTORA HANEMIYA — grayscale life | why do we lie to each other | his halo |

BAJI KEISUKE — my feral princess |

MITSUYA TAKASHI — settle down with me | home sickness | rock n' roll |

KEN RYUGUJI — settle down with me | happier than ever

RAN HAITANI — lavender gaze | i was 19 in a white dress | home sickness |

RINDOU HAITANI — vulnerable vows |

SANZU HARUCHIYO — a little death | taking care of your beloved | the girl in red | unexpected meet

KAKUCHO HITTO — rose bath. | 3:01

TAKEOMI AKASHI — city in rain | lucky encounter | dilf!takeomi

HANMA SHUJI — that's so peachy | wild games | mind games | adore you |

NAOTO TACHIBANA — cresent impulse |

TAKEMICHI HANAGAKI — city in rain |

SHION MADARAME — be my harley quinn

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blueparadis · 1 year

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𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐅 ; 𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈

+. [ PAIRING ] — ran haitani x female!reader.

+. [ SYNOPSIS ] — Haitani brothers wrecking havoc in the area came across a unfamiliar face. While Ran was amused how his intimidating aura didn't scare you Rindou was actually surprised how someone was interested in him rather than his brother.

+. [ ABOUT ] — bonten au + mafia au, satire, romance, drama, erotica, semi-canon divergent, semi-linear timeline, mention of bonten arc, tenjiku arc , violence, profanity. ( fem!reader, explicit and non-explicit eventual smut, hierarchy corruption, mention of alcohol, kidnapping, profanity, murder, blackmailing; enemies to friends to lovers, love triangle, slowburn, forbidden love, unrequited love, angst, fluff moments and sappy romance. )

+. [ PLAYLIST ] — via spotify.

+. [ NAVIGATION LINKS ] — you can browse my other works by clicking on this link.

+. [ NOTES ] — this is the first ever series that I started to write. It was hard for me to write since I get horribly distracted whenever I'm to write on Ran and that is why I've not written much on him. This is only posted in AO3 ; I've left the link at the end of excerpt.

+. [ EXCERPT ] — Ran Haitani’s pov.

I licked my lips trying not to laugh. It was so tough to hold myself back. All I wanted was to pin her hands above her head and kiss those lips that had the power to own me.

She sat on my bed leaning against the door. She's determined today, I pondered. My eyebrows jumped when I saw her snatching the beer can from my hand and chugging it down empty.

I mustered up the courage and sat beside her. My arm was grazing hers. She didn't bite so I thought it was cool. Silence prevailed for almost a minute.

“You do know that Izana is waiting for you and we're in my room, locked?”, to which she looked at me and let out a hiccup, immediately pressing her mouth with her calloused fingers, nails were painted on both hands. Such pretty hands. I wanted to touch them...

I figured something bad happened maybe with Izana or maybe with her parents since she looked away drowning in silence but I was too afraid to ask, too afraid to ruin this moment.

“He is drunk and way too high to fuck me properly if that's what you're thinking. He'll fall asleep soon. So, don't worry about all of this unless your guilt makes you spill it to him.”, she said in one breath.

GREAT. SHE'S ANGRY JUST AS I'M.

Silence prevailed upon us for more than a minute. I wanted to kiss her nape, neck, and every inch of her body.

“So, why are you here exactly? You could have declined it”, I whispered breaking the silence between us.

She beckoned me with her index finger which had a diamond ring. As I leaned she chimed, “You. for you”

I swallowed hard. I don’t know if it was weed or her but man every inch of my skin was burning. She was right next to me. Then, I recalled Izana mentioning that she shouldn't drink much on the phone.

“Hey, you have something in your neck”, y/n extended her hand. Did she always wear such an oversized sweatshirt? Only the head of her fingers was visible through the sleeves. I didn’t notice.

Well, there’s ample time to watch now that Izana is interested in her and soon might show her our world.

“Oh yeah! We both have... matching pairs”, I added and I saw her eyes full of excitement. She looked adorable.

I felt her hands on my neck and she whispered in amusement, “It’s a tattoo”

“Do you wanna see?”, I asked to which she nodded her smile never leaving her face. And, I started to strip without any hesitation. I wasn’t wearing much, so before she could react I was half-naked.

Y/n gasped. She gasped before sitting on my thighs. I wasn't doing anything because first, she was drunk; second, I really wanna see how this plays out, and third, I had imagined her in a lot of positions and one of them is about to happen. I'm not that much of a fool to stop this.

For some reason, she stopped before touching it, touching me. I couldn't understand why I was angry but she looked at me asking, “May I?”

“You may”, rolling my eyes heavenwards because I was screaming, ‘ Yes! Please do, in my head. I tried to stay calm as she traced the ink from my chest, along the side of my nipples, and over my belly, and then she stopped.

+. [ STATUS ] — READ THIS IN AO3.

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4kominato · 10 months

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Part II: Let Me Love You

[[ Part I ]]

A/N: hi friends! im back with a little surprise hehe 😬 i really wanted to do a continuation of this one since yknowww kazutora is my fav and im a hopeless romantic... i just couldnt leave it as a one night stand 🤧

@yukihime-mikeys-girl if youre still around!! 🫰🏻

Pairing: Hanemiya Kazutora x F!Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff(ish towards the end), Smut - SEXUAL CONTENT

[[ WARNING ]] contains Tokyo Revengers season 1 spoilers

Word Count: 4.3k

The bell on the front door jingled as you pulled it open, allowing yourself into the familiar pet shop run by none other than your bestie, Chifuyu, who rudely failed to greet you upon your entry.

“Not gonna say ‘hi’ or anything?” you snapped as you walked up to the register where Chifuyu was tidying up and preparing to close the shop.

“Hi,” he responded sarcastically to your snarky comment, not even glancing up at you as he continued on with what he was doing.

“Brat,” you jeered before moving on, “Where’s Tora?”

“Beats me.”

“Damn, are you salty today or what?” you remarked with a scoff. “What’s wrong?”

“It’s just… so annoying. Why is it him? He didn’t do anything special, but the girls are always swooning over him… What about me?” he pouted with a slight tinge of pink tinting his cheeks and tips of his ears.

“What girls are you even talking about? Me?”

“And literally all the cute female customers…”

“Aw, Chifuyu. You’re cute too, just a bit soft is all,” you teased, poking his cheek to which he smacked your hand away. “It’s not like I’m dating Kazutora anyways. You don’t need to make a big deal out of it.”

“Yeah, but… at least he’s getting some…”

“Hm, but you’ve always struck me as a more of a relationship kind of guy. If you really want, I’m sure I can find a friend who’d be down to hook up with you.”

“That’s cheating if you set me up...”

“Fine. Have it your way. But seriously, where’s Tora? My dick appointment is late.”

“Ugh,” Chifuyu huffed with a disgruntled groan before making his way to the back of the shop where the staff room was. “Kazutora, your fuck buddy is here!” he yelled almost too loudly considering the shop was still open… At least there weren’t any customers.

“Geez! Why are you yelling something like that?!” Kazutora replied, obviously flustered when the two of them emerged from the back.

“You should be grateful you have a fuck buddy y’know,” Chifuyu snapped back.

“I never said I wasn’t?” He shook his head in disbelief, pinching the bridge of his nose as he walked up to you, “What’s up with him today?”

“I think he’s on his man-period. While you were in the back, he was bitching to me about not getting any. Maybe we should invite him for a threesome next time,” you chuckled.

“Yeah, no…” Kazutora grimaced at the idea and quickly urged you out of the shop. “Kay bye, Chifuyu! See you tomorrow,” he waved as the two of you walked briskly to your car and hopped in. “I think… he might be jealous of me actually. He was talking to me earlier about how he’s had a crush on you ever since he met you. Did you know?”

“Yeah,” you answered without further elaboration, focusing rather on starting the car and heading over to Kazutora’s apartment.

“And…?” he prodded, unsatisfied with your answer.

“And… he’s not my type…” you admitted with a shrug. “That’s why we’re just friends.”

“Oh…” was all he managed to say, leaving the rest of the car ride silent. He didn’t really know what he was expecting you to say, but he expected a little more than that. It made him think more about how you’d approached him at the New Year’s party a few months before. You were pretty aggressive in your advances with him so does that mean… he’s your type?

Once you’d parked the car, the silence continued as the two of you made your way up to Kazutora’s unit, though, the lack of conversation didn't really bother you since your only goal at the moment was getting some dick. The moment Kazutora opened the door, you wasted no time swiftly guiding him over to the couch where you straddled his lap. Your arms encircled his neck, and without hesitation, you crashed your lips against his, smoothly sliding your tongue into his mouth. Although he was reciprocating physically with his hands running up and down your thighs, and his lips and tongue moving in sync with yours, mentally, you sensed he wasn’t fully into it given his efforts were ever so subtly lacking compared to your usual sessions.

“Are you okay? Is something wrong?” you asked worriedly as you sharply pulled away from him.

“U-uh… Yeah, I’m fine,” Kazutora replied nervously, cupping your cheek in his hand and trying to pull you back into a kiss, but you resisted.

“Don’t lie… I can tell you’re not fully into it and you've been all weird since the car ride.”

He let out a defeated sigh, knowing he’d been found out and there’s no way you’d be letting him off the hook now, so reluctantly, he answered.

“It’s just… you mentioned earlier that Chifuyu isn’t your type… but you seemed so determined to talk to me at the party. So I was just thinking…” he trailed off, not wanting to finish the sentence out of embarrassment.

“That you’re my type?” you suggested.

“Uh… well…” he chuckled nervously, a tinge of pink tinting his cheeks and ears as his eyes fell to the floor. “Yeah…”

“Well, duh,” you scoffed, “I thought that was the first thing I expressed to you that night at the party.”

“Yeah, but… why? I just can’t understand…” he vented quietly, “Chifuyu is so much better than me… And if not him, there are so many other cool guys in Toman too, so… why me?”

“Well, if you’re going down that road…” you started, pausing for a moment before elaborating. “There is someone else in Toman I used to like. We met in high school and we used to hang out all the time. I’d always help him study, and then we’d go get taiyaki after… and sometimes if I was lucky, he’d take me for night rides on his bike…”

“Mikey…” Kazutora muttered under his breath, remembering how you’d told him Mikey was your high school classmate when you had introduced yourself.

“Yep,” you answered with a half hearted smile, “He introduced me to some of the Toman guys, mostly the captains and vice captains. That’s how I got to be friends with Chifuyu.”

“So what happened with Mikey?” he inquired further.

“He rejected me,” you answered bluntly. “That was hm… I don’t know, maybe a little less than a year before that party. It took a few months or so for me to get back on my feet because that rejection really hurt. And then after that, I went through a ‘hoe phase…’ I did actually consider sleeping with Chifuyu during that time but… I'd figured out he had feelings for me so, y'know, didn’t wanna lead him on and hurt the poor guy. It wasn’t until a month-ish before the party that I fully recovered from the heartbreak… and then I met you.”

“But we’re only hooking up… if you’re looking for something serious then why not go for Chifuyu? You said you’re over Mikey now, aren't you?”

“I get where you’re going with this, but I really don’t think I’m meant to be with Chifuyu,” you insisted, brows furrowing in frustration. “Call me dumb if you want. I don’t give a shit, but to me, it feels like fate brought us together, whether we're exclusive or not. I just don’t think it was a crazy coincidence that you walked into my life the very moment I was ready to move on.”

“Hate to break it to you, but I think you’re gravely mistaken,” Kazutora scoffed almost passive aggressively, “Are you forgetting I rejected your relationship proposal? We won’t be anything more than fuck buddies if I don’t allow it. I’m telling you now, if a relationship is what you’re looking for, then Chifuyu’s your guy, not me. Trust me, he’s better for you.”

“Why do you keep saying things like that? You can’t decide who’s better or worse for me. I’ll decide that for myself!”

“Kinda hard for you to judge that when you don’t even know shit about me,” he sassed, making your blood boil.

“Then why don’t you tell me more about yourself, dammit!” you lashed out now on the verge of tears as you furiously clenched the collar of his shirt, “I want to know more about you, but you won’t tell me a damn thing! How the hell would you know how I’ll feel when you tell me everything? You’re just making assumptions and putting your own words in my fucking mouth!”

“You don’t get it because you don’t know!” he snapped back, “Anyone in their right state of mind would hate me if they knew.”

“Well maybe I’m fucking insane then! No matter what excuses you come up with, you still can’t decide for me how I feel about you! After all this time, I–I’ve grown to love you so much, Kazutora, you don’t even understand…” Your voice trailed off into a fit of sobs as you finally released his shirt, your arms falling limp while your head fell forward onto his shoulder.

As much as he wanted to comfort you, he couldn’t. Not knowing he was hiding such a dark secret from you. How could he bear to touch and hold someone as precious as you in his filthy, bloodied hands? He wanted to be selfish and keep you for himself while running away from the shadow that loomed over him. He thought that maybe if he just kept running with his eyes closed and never looked back, then it’d go away… maybe. But at the same time, another part of him knew it was never going away and his ignorance of the subject was unfair to you and would only hurt you in the end; if anyone deserved to know, it was you, whether he liked the outcome or not.

“Thank you… for loving me, but falling for me was a huge mistake…” he replied dully, his aura becoming suddenly cold and lifeless. “The person who killed Baji and Shinichiro… was me.”

Amidst your little sobs and sniffles, you couldn’t help but gasp in shock at what you’d just heard. It resurfaced a memory of a conversation you’d had with Mikey way back when, during one of your night bike rides with him:

“Y’know the guy I mentioned who killed Shinichiro? The same guy killed Baji too. I’ve forgiven him in my head, but in my heart… it’s still hard for me to accept. It’s not like forgiveness can bring either of them back, y’know?”

It was Kazutora, you thought to yourself as you sat still, cries finally ceasing though tears continued to fall. There was no ill intent in your reaction, but for Kazutora, the silence was so piercing that he just couldn’t bare it.

“See, I told you,” he retorted, carefully untangling himself from you in preparation for his escape. “No one would love a murderer. Just leave.”

The moment he stood up from the couch and started storming off to his bedroom, your body moved on its own, shooting up in an instant to chase after him, and thankfully you caught him in the doorway just before he could lock himself in.

“Why?” you whined, tears streaming down your face once more as you held tightly onto his waist, your head pressed firmly against his back. “Why do you keep making your own assumptions?” You waited for an answer, but there was nothing. He only stood there slumped in defeat, so you continued on with your monologue, “I get that it’s hard to tell people about something like that. I get that it’s hard to live with a burden that heavy. I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t shocked, but that doesn’t do anything to change how I already feel about you. Yes, maybe you did something horrible in the past, but people aren’t stagnant. People can change over time, and the Kazutora I fell for in the present isn't the same Kazutora from the past. The Kazutora I fell for is caring and loving and fun to be around and I can’t imagine a life without him. Please don’t let your past hold you down and stop you from living the life you want to live…”

“But…” he started, voice cracking as his breath hitched in his throat, “I-I don’t even deserve to live… why should I live how I want?” Holding a hand up to his face he began to sob, his unsteady figure slipping through your arms as he sank to the floor. “I stole not one, but two innocent lives… I… should be dead…”

Kneeling down next to him, you hugged him from the side, even tighter than you had earlier and spoke softly against his neck, “I’m not saying you can’t feel guilty or to forget what happened, but even if you do feel that way, you still have to move forward. If you keep sitting around sulking and dwelling on something you can’t change, then you’ll just be in the same spot forever. Everything in life has a lesson to be learned and even in the worst situations, you have to find what that is so that you can grow and improve in the future. You can’t keep hating and reprimanding yourself forever. I think you’ve already taken a lot of time feeling sorry; now it’s time for you to start doing something about it.”

Though he’d heard every word you said, he couldn’t bring himself to acknowledge you in his overly emotional state. Gently, you tucked some of the blond strands that hung over his face behind his ear, revealing his glossy, reddened eyes and a steady stream of tears rolling down his pale cheeks. Leaning in, you placed a chaste peck to his lips, then pressed your forehead against his. “I know you’ve been struggling to love and accept yourself and it’s understandable given your situation. But since you can’t right now, then please let me. More than anything, I want to embark on this journey with you and help you as much as I can, every step of the way.”

Still, you received no verbal acknowledgement, but rather he responded through actions, breaking out of your embrace so that he could hold you in his arms instead. He held you so tightly it felt like he was afraid you’d slip away if he loosened his grip even a tiniest bit; it was the most affectionate gesture he’d ever expressed toward you in the past few months since you’d been hooking up and it really just made your heart melt.

“Thank you,” he finally muttered against your neck once his breaths steadied to occasional little sniffles after recovering from his emotional breakdown, “Thank you for always being there for me.”

“You don't need to thank me,” you nearly whispered whilst shaking your head at him. Cupping his face in your hands once more, you wiped the remnants of his tears with your thumbs before continuing, “Just make me yours, please.”

Slowly leaning in, you sealed your words with a kiss, hoping to relay to him just how strongly you felt about him… in more ways than one. Butterflies filled your stomach when you felt him reciprocate, and as his movements synchronized with yours, your hands glided gracefully from his cheeks down the sides of his neck to rest on his shoulders to pave a path for your lips to follow. They drifted first to the side of his mouth, then slowly they trailed along his cheek to his jaw, then along the length of his neck. The soft hums elicited in the process were confirmation enough that he wanted this just as much as you did and you could proceed further, so your fingers found the buttons of his dress shirt and made quick work of them to finally expose his toned abdomen.

“So… we doing it on the floor, or?” Kazutora questioned half joking as you slid the garment off his shoulders, letting it fall to the ground.

“Mm, that’s kinky,” you teased in response, “If you want to then I don’t mind.”

Instead, he guided your legs around his waist, supporting beneath your thighs before standing up from the ground and carrying you over to his bed, carefully laying you down atop his fluffy comforter. “You’ll be more comfortable on my bed. The floor is too hard,” he stated firmly with no sign of uncertainty at all in his tone.

“Wow, such a gentleman—” you barely finished complimenting when he captured your lips once more and hastily began to undress you. You could see the lust growing in his eyes with each garment he discarded, and soon enough, he had you stripped down to just your panties. He bit his lip as hooked his fingers in the waistband and pulled the drenched, skimpy material down your hips, then thighs, leaving behind glistening threads of your arousal along your inner thighs in the process before he finally slid them clean off your ankles and chucked them to the floor.

“Goddamn…” he gawked at how wet you were for him, the sight sending a surge of blood rushing downward. He was so mesmerized that he couldn’t resist swatching a sample with his middle finger to grant himself a little taste prior to the full course.

“I’ve been sooo pent up, baby,” you whined in a baby voice as to rationalize why you were so turned on; this was the first time he’d ever seen you horny to such an extreme extent. “That’s why I was complaining to Chifuyu about my dick appointment being late.”

“I’m so sorry I kept you waiting,” he barely made out before delving down between your legs, his soft lips encircling your swollen, touch-starved clit whilst he slid two of his slim digits into your warmth.

“Mm, Tora. It feels so good,” you moaned, knowing well that he loved being acknowledged and praised during his performances.

After months of helping him and teaching him just how you liked things, you could confirm via the spine tingling stimulation of your g-spot on top of the perfect combination of sucking, tongue flicking and swirling against your clit that he’d mastered the art of going down on you. It was almost disappointing how quickly he had your toes curling and back arching, already on the verge of release; you hated for this bliss to end so soon. Ultimately however, you succumbed, your fingers finding Kazutora’s smoothly pulled back hair and unintentionally disheveling it with the height of your high inflicting an unbearable pleasure that initiated from your core and coursed through your entire body.

He licked his lips as he sat up from his position between your legs, simultaneously ripping off his hair tie and letting his luscious blond and black locks fall over his shoulders before proceeding to undo his pants. You observed him intently as the outline of his erection came into view through his thin, dark briefs, and despite having come literally just minutes ago, the void between your legs was aching with desire and frankly, Kazutora was taking way too long to undress for your liking.

“Tora…” you grumbled, sitting up and reaching forward to stroke his still confined member, “Why are you going so freakin’ slow?”

Chuckling at your desperation, he patted the top of your head as he answered, “To tease you.” You only pouted at him in response, earning another giggle from him before he tugged at the waistband of his boxers and fina-fucking-ly revealed his beautifully hard cock with precum oozing from the tip. You’d barely even given him a chance to fully strip down when you encompassed his shaft with your hand and started stroking him like there was no tomorrow.

“Jesus!” Kazutora winced at the sudden intense stimulation and grabbed you by the wrist, “You’re gonna rip my dick off.”

“Shut up,” you snapped back playfully, but still you slowed your pace for him not wanting him to come yet anyways. “I’ve been waiting for so long now and you still haven’t fucked me. I poured my heart out to you and confessed my love and I’ve gotten nothing in return,” you recited in a dramatic manner, to which he rolled his eyes at you.

“Don’t act like I didn’t tell you something significant too.”

“Oh, you definitely did, but there’s something even more important I was hoping to hear from you,” you stated expectantly, taking a break from pumping him to instead wrap your arms around his neck and pull him down on top of you. Staring deeply into his glowing yellow orbs, you could see his gears turning, trying to figure out what it was you were expecting of him when something seemed to click.

“I love you, too…?” he answered like a question which forced a laugh out of you.

“Pft, I don’t know. Do you?” you jested.

“I do!” he replied defensively, “I just wasn’t sure if that’s what you wanted since I didn’t say it earlier…”

“Say it again like you mean it,” you demanded whilst squishing his cheeks with your palms.

“I wub you!” he enunciated as much as he could with his cheeks being squished, which wasn’t much but it sure was cute.

“I love you, too,” you giggled and pulled him into a quick kiss, your arms retaking their place around his neck. “Now hurry up and fuck me. I’ve been waiting this whole time.”

“Hey now, we’re not fuck buddies anymore,” he disputed as he shifted to position himself to your entrance. “When there’s feelings involved, they call it ‘love-making,’ Right?”

You knew he was being somewhat serious, but somehow, the fact that he’d made such a clear distinction was actually the most adorable thing ever and you had to hold back your urge to laugh at him. “Yes, you’re right, I’m sorry, Tora. Would you please do the honors of making love to me?”

The little smile that tugged at corners of his lips in response absolutely warmed your heart… for only a short-lived moment that was abruptly interrupted by the feeling of his whole length filling you up to the brim.

“Better?” Kazutora asked breathily as he wrapped your legs around his waist and rocked his hips in a slow steady rhythm, observing your reactions to gauge if he was doing a good job.

“Much,” you sighed in relief, having been deprived for what felt like forever. You weren’t really sure why, but he felt a bajillion times better today than he ever did; maybe it was the anticipation, maybe it was because you were a couple now, or maybe it was both, who knows? But what you did know was that as he picked up his pace, the feeling of him hitting glorious depths within your core made you feel like you were ascending into heaven.

“Shit,” Kazutora mumbled under his breath as he started to slow down, “I’m already getting close, I’m sorry. I thought my stamina was getting better, but I guess not.”

“Love making is different than fucking, isn’t it?” you interjected, gently caressing his cheek with the back of your fingers. “Feels so much better, right? It does for me too.” you assured. “Keep going. I won’t last much longer either.”

“Okay,” he agreed and complied immediately, his slowed thrusting becoming erratic in the blink of an eye and in no time at all you could feel your whole lower region tingling, teetering toward the brink of climax.

“Ah, Tora!” you moaned at the feeling of your body slowly falling victim to the inevitable euphoria that awaited you despite your efforts to delay it. You managed to hold out for maybe five more seconds before you were enraptured, the breath-taking sensation making you writhe beneath him while your tender walls pulsated around his girth, enticing him to come undone with you.

In your final moments of ecstasy, he finally followed suit, the throaty groan along with the feeling of his warm essence spilling out deep within your core being indicative of that. You let out a heavy, but satisfied sigh as Kazutora took his last few strokes and withdrew himself, his thick seed slowly seeping out of you while he rushed to grab tissues from his desk to clean you up. He took his time tidying up both you and himself, and also making sure he didn’t miss any spots that may have dripped onto the comforter, but the moment he tossed the last dirty tissue into the trash bin he rejoined you in bed and snuggled up close to you without saying a word.

“Hey, Tora,” you decided to break the silence after he’d made himself comfortable.

“Hm?” he mumbled against you, not moving even an inch to converse properly with you, not that you minded though.

“Y’know Chifuyu is gonna be pissed about this, right?”

“Ugh,” he groaned, pulling you closer to him before continuing, “Let’s not talk about him right now…”

Epilogue

“Hey Chifuyu, guess what?” you blurted out spontaneously as he and Kazutora closed up the shop.

“You’re pregnant,” he answered dryly and carried on with what he was doing without batting an eye.

“The fuck?!” Kazutora responded with wide eyes, bewildered by Chifuyu’s drastic guess.

“Uh… I mean I suppose that’s possible, but no, not what I was gonna say…” you chuckled nervously. “Kazutora and I are d–”

“Congratulations,” Chifuyu interrupted aggressively before you could finish, and next thing you knew, he was grabbing his stuff and booking it to the door. “See you tomorrow, Kazutora.” And with that he was gone, leaving Kazutora to finish the rest of the closing duties.

Kazutora facepalmed with a sigh at how things went down, though he wasn’t at all surprised. “You were definitely too blunt. He’s gonna be so petty to me tomorrow…” he griped as he wrapped up his sweeping and put the broom back in the closet.

“He cut me off so I didn’t even say it technically…” you argued back defensively. “We need to find him a girlfriend…”

“Definitely.”

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alwxkai · 2 years

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How the tokrev boys would react on walking in on you changing:

Part 1.

Characters: Takemichi, Chifuyu, Mikey, Draken, Baji, Kazutora, Mitsuya.

(Fem! Reader, platonic)

You are changing and close to naked, when accidentally your best friend(s) walk in on you.

1. Takemichi

*walks in to see you in your bra*

Michi: "oH-"

*looks at you for a second and blinks*

Y/n: "GeT OUT ?!"

Michi: "I-I am so sorry- I didn't- I wasn't- I'm sorr- I'm going to leave."

*slams door shut*

Michi: "Phew, that was a close call. If Hina-" Hina, smiling, knife in hand: "You called?"

2. Chifuyu

*walks in to see you shirtless*

Chifuyu, eyes raised: "Uh- My bad-"

Y/n: "Get the-"

Chifuyu: "I'M LEAVING."

*gets out of the room**

*pops back into the room*

Y/n: "chIFUY-"

Chifuyu: "That's bigger than I thought it would be not gonna li-WAIT DONT THROW THAT SHO-"

3. Mikey

*walks in to practically naked*

*he gasps*

Y/n, very startled: "Mikey! Wh-Get o-"

Mikey: "YOU HAVE AN ASS."

Y/n: "🧍‍♂️"

Mikey: "YOU'RE SO FLAT I THOUGHT YOU DIDNT EVEN HAVE ONE."

Y/n: "Bitch fuck this I don't care if I'm naked I'm gon beat your fucking ass rig-"

Mikey: "No ew put some clothes on I ain't fighting a woma-why are you taking snacks out-BITCH DONT YOU FUCKING DARE BURN THAT- NAH SIS YOU DIDN- STOP- *screaming*

4. Draken

*walks in as your changing pants*

Draken: "HoE how many times have I told you to lock this DOOR?"

Y/n: "The lock DOESN'T WORK."

Draken: "Huh?" *checks the locks* "Oh you right this doesn't, huh-"

Y/n: "DUDE GET OUT RIGHT NOW-"

Draken: "Oh. Yeah I should do that first."

*leaves*

*10 minutes later, after you're done changing, as you're leaving the room*

Draken, holding the tool box: "Finally, how long does it take for you to change. Hang on, I'll change the lock."

Y/n: "aWWW thank you."

Draken: "No I'm doing this so that no one else will have to go through what I di- YOU DID NOT JUST KICK ME-"

5. Baji

*walks in as you pulled out your dress*

Baji: "Hey- Oh you're naked."

Y/n: "GeT OUT."

Baji: "Hang on, I need to get my charger." *completely ignores you and takes it*

Baji:

*Grabs the dress.*

Baji: "Hey this material is nice."

*he smiles menacingly.*

Baji: "Very inflammable material...I'm taking it."

Y/n: "Kei that cost me a $50 don't you dare burn-"

*door closes*

Y/n: "KEI DONT YOU FUCKING DARE-"

6. Kazutora

*walks in to you topless*

Kazutora: "Ew what is that."

Y/n: : "What is what?"

Kazutora, pointing a finger at you: "...That."

Y/n: "Bitch get your banana looking ass out of my ro-"

Kazutora: "Jeez, fine. At least I don't look like a wooden door."

Y/n: "This is why your mom left you."

Kazutora: "Oh nO YOU DIDN'T-"

7. Mitsuya

*walks in to you picking clothes in your unders*

Mitsuya: "Hey we ne-Oh shi-"

Y/n, too busy searching: "Get out."

Mitsuya: "Uh-Yes-Brois that what you're wearing to the date?"

Y/n, turning to look at him: "Yes."

Mitsuya, raising an eyebrow: "Tell me it's a joke."

Y/n, groaning: "No."

Mitsuya, so close to crying: "That. Is the worst shirt, ever."

Y/n: "Bro get the fuck out-"

Mitsuya: "You're not getting any bitches with that Y/n, I swear to go-"

Y/n, pushing him out of the room: "Thanks for the input. Now go get some bitches first."

Mitsuya: "I get more than you any-"

*slams door*

hi ajsjajs first post ×£^#!*#^ what do yu think??? also lemme know who you want in pt 2 !!

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floralbled · 9 days

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i absolutely completely forgot to post this on here because i didn't know how to promo my fics on here but!! i made a hantora fic last month. read here!

#fanfic #tokrev fanfic #wren writes #kazutora hanemiya #hanma shuji #tokyo revengers #tokrev #hantora #hanma/kazutora

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missrown · 2 years

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Sano Shinichiro x Reader

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers

- In which, Shinichiro has an awful big fat crush on you, and it's becoming an annoyance for his friends, so Takeomi comes with a brilliant plan.

A/N: yes this is the puspa idea hehaha also I can't dialogues that well so djshsh it took me two whole days alright—

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@kamikoii you said to tag you!! Here ya go! :)

Takeomi swears if his best friend doesn't stop his chants of "did they look at me?" for five damned minutes he will attack.

And glancing at Waka and Benkei, he concludes that they share his sentiment. Even if they don't, he be damned if he hears that question again.

But they do.

So he decides secretly on a very secret meeting between him and Waka and Benkei, just an hour before their Gang Meeting.

"Are you serious!?"

Waka cannot believe what he is hearing.

"Surely, that plan will backfire."

Waka nods in agreement to what just Benkei said.

"Then do any of you have a better idea?"

Takeomi waits for a few seconds, but none of them responds to his question.

"Thought so."

Waka groans, cringing his face, he tries to imagine the good outcome, but all he can see is how it will go worse.

"Alright then it's final, tomorrow, we talk, and the day after tomorrow, we execute."

Takeomi leans back. Out of the conversation.

"I still think this is a bad idea." Waka hears Benkei muttering, and he silently agrees with him.

They wait till other members of the gang and the Leader himself turn up, a meeting is commencing, after all.

Tomorrow arrives, and Waka could care less of the so-called plan, but he has to. Even if the bad outcomes are more, there's still a chance for the good outcome. And he will hold onto that.

It's sunday today. And today a new film is going to be released in theaters, what was the name again? Well, not that Waka cares, it's a romance genre after all.

He and Benkei are already at the theater, more importantly the theater near your house, yes. But where in the world is Takeomi?

Waka for a second thinks he bailed out, but he was the one who came up with this stupid plan, so he gotta be here only.

And sure enough, Benkei spots him, near the ticket counter. With you.

So he already started.

"What?" You are baffled at the boy's request, who briefly introduced himself as Akashi Takeomi, a schoolmate of yours.

"Yes. I know this is quite weird, but please we may be just spared if you do it." Takeomi is on the verge of kneeling and begging to you.

"Wait a second, you are telling me, you will pay for the film, for me and my friends also snacks and all I have to do look and smile at your friend?" Truly a weird and baffling request.

"Hmm" your friend, Shiomi starts, "It's not a bad idea y'know, movie ticket paid off, and also snacks? Count me in, after all snacks are expensive."

You really want to argue, but the offer is too tempting.

"Ok, Fine! I will do it! Just pay for us I guess." For some reason, you have a good feeling about it. Well, it's probably because of free food.

As you go back near the counter again, this time Akashi Takeomi following suit.

"So we are just money tree huh?" Waka chuckles as Takeomi recites the recent encounter between him and you.

"But how did you knew that they will be here, today, at this time, and to watch this romance movie?"

"Benkei's question is a very important one.", Waka muses.

"I overheard."

And that was Takeomi's reply, but one thought trained on his and Benkei's mind. He evaesdropped.

"The movie's starting soon, c'mon I need you guys to pay for the snacks." And just as he said that, he left for the snacks counters, Waka and Benkei followed him.

Takeomi is pacing today, near the cafeteria. And Waka has an inkling, a guess for it.

"Waka! Oh what if they don't do it and I would have wasted my money, then what??" There's an immediate stress on his face, and this was one of Waka's worries.

"Can't do nothin' about it anymore, should have listened to me, let's just go in and see." Waka sighs, he too is a bit worried, after all his money was used to.

As they go in, yes. Shinichiro and Benkei are already there, eating.

"Okk!! Now's the time!!" Shiomi whispers to you, "We promised didn't we?"

"Listen! But uhhh we got to watch the movie, and got free food! Isn't it fine if we just ignore them?" You say, as there's an uncomfortable feeling, looking and smiling at a boy, which you found out that has 'down bad crush' on you for a whole two years, by a trusty classmate is not really a fun feeling.

"Yeah!" Shiomi grins at you, there's a small smile on your face, she understood you. "If they were normal boys. Do you even know who they are?"

OK. She did not.

"No. Are they important?" You tilt your head to little bit of the left side.

"Well, kind of. That guy who has a crush on you is THE Sano Shinichiro! Y'know Black Dragons? The latest and hottest gang?" Shiomi grins wide, she is too excited.

"I just asked if those boys are important? Do you really think I know?"

You are annoyed right now, Shiomi is not like that, but when it comes to stuff like 'Delinquents' and 'Gang' she gets excited, like her older brother Jin. It must run in the family.

"Alright, that's fair. Then just listen, Long story short, it's a Bōsōzoku, and they are famous. I have heard that the Leader is sooo strong that he doesn't even have to lift a finger!! His goons can do the job. And y'know the person who has a crush on you? Yeah, He is the Leader. And I have heard some rumors too, that if things don't go the way they want, they will totally beat anyone up. Even elderly and children and women."

OK, that's scary.

"Ok, but, if you are this much of a die hard fan — how is it you didn't tell me that yesterday, if you did, I would have totally refused!!"

"Well, I just found out today, from Jin." Shiomi gives you a sheepish smile.

"Then the guy who asked us to do it? What about him? Is he like that Leader too??"

Shiomi visibly gets brighter over your question, if you wouldn't be in this mess, you would have been happy to see her like that.

"Well kind of, He is called The God Of War. And the reason is that he can predict the outcome of the fight before it even starts!! He is the second in command!! I'm pretty sure he is as strong as the Leader! We can't really gouge how strong the Leader is, no one has seen him fight! We can just guess!"

"Oh...that's a bit worrying."

And worrying it should be.

"Benkei! Ya' think they are looking at me?"

Shinichiro's question snaps Benkei out from his thoughts, and it took him a second to recollect himself.

"Yeah....they are."

It almost sounds like he is forcing himself to say it, but Benkei is not wrong.

You are looking at him, albeit there's a bit of fear in your eyes, and you look a bit uncomfortable too. Benkei can only guess you know about Shinichiro's not-so-good reputation in Tokyo.

"Smile!!" Shiomi's harsh whisper makes you do it, it doesn't really reach your eyes. It looks awkward.

And Shinichiro noticed that.

"The fuck Takeomi!? Just die goddammit!! How fuckin' dare you!?"

Shinichiro's anger is justified, he did not know. It's been almost six years since that incident.

Six years, he has been left in the dark.

"You tellin' me you fucking bribed them to look at me!? Fuck you!"

Takeomi cannot be mad. What Shinichiro said is true. Although, he didn't except he would be this mad. It's probably the cheap alcohol.

"It's sunday today.." Waka mutters to himself.

True, it's Sunday. The same day when that movie was released, Waka still doesn't know the name of the movie.

"C'mon you can't be that mad!" Takeomi retorts, "Look at yourself! It's been three years you dumbass, no just look at that fucking engagement ring goddammit!"

With that remark, Shinichiro falters a bit, he is happy, but you knew it, and didn't tell him, and he found it out by Takeomi while they were drinking together, is not fun. Especially when you are out, with your friends, to a theater near his and your house, to watch a movie.

"Hey Benkei?" Waka whispers to him as Shinichiro and Takeomi are bickering in the background, "What was the name of the movie again?"

"The movie? Oh yeah, it's name was 'Sunday'."

Oh what a fitting name.

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matcha-meow · 1 year

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TITLE: A Letter of Recommendation from Baji Keisuke PAIRING: BAJI KEISUKE / MATSUNO CHIFUYU SUMMARY: “M’kay.”

But the mild reaction from Mitsuya gets overshadowed by his next announcement, completely shocking the two members standing front and center.

“The guy dating Baji,” says Mitsuya, with a smile, “that’s all I need to know.”

Baji can’t stop talking about Chifuyu to the Toman members - which leads to a misunderstanding that the both of them are dating.

TR Spin-Off Chapter 14: The executive meeting is actually an intervention for Baji Keisuke.

read it on AO3 or read below

You know that part in the latest chapter of the spinoff where Baji brings Chifuyu to the executive meeting in Toman, but they all know who Chifuyu is already? It’s pretty obvious that Baji must be talking nonstop about Chifuyu to everyone…

Also this is very much a crack fic.

I wrote this during my lunch break after getting a gift fic from Pau, and then edited it between work meetings - which means I wrote it very, very quickly and then edited it very, very not at all. If you see any typos, no you don’t.

A Letter of Recommendation from Baji Keisuke

DRAKEN

“And he goes ‘What’s this character? You wrote it wrong.’ ”

Keisuke clearly remembers the way Chifuyu sat down in front of him, cocky at first like he was trying to pick a fight - but instead picked his pencil up and showed Keisuke how to write the letter.

“I thought he was gonna be an ass about it, but he was actually-”

Next to him, Draken pauses his game, a surprised look on his face. He had been listening to Keisuke recount the story without any real interest, but now his hand sharply cuts through air, indicating he needs Keisuke to stop talking immediately.

“Wait, you don’t…know how to spell Kazutora’s name?”

Keisuke shrugs.

“Anyways he showed me how to write it - the character for tiger. I almost got it right.” - No he didn’t. - “So I think he’s a pretty good guy. Helps those in need, the type of person who probably can’t stay out of other people’s business.”

Draken raises his eyebrow. “Are you complimenting him or insulting him?”

“I’m just saying,” postures Keisuke defensively, “that I met this guy who helped me out. Thought it was gonna be a one time thing. But then I got to pay him back right after!”

He punches Draken’s shoulder like they’re in on a joke together. Draken doesn’t seem as amused, but he also doesn’t go back to his game. Intent now on paying attention to Keisuke’s weird tale.

“Cause as I was mailing the letter, I saw him getting jumped by all these punks! And one of them had a weapon - real fucking shitheads!” Keisuke gets heated at this part, remembering how he ran into the other boy being surrounded by a bunch of older kids in an abandoned alleyway.

“Since Chifuyu is just one guy and he’s unarmed, you know?” Here Keisuke starts imitating the fight, providing sound effects as he alternates his fists. “So I just start fightin’. Pow. Pow. Returned the favor and saved his ass and everything. He was grateful as fuck.”

Draken nods along because he can see that.

“Did you beat him up afterwards, like you did with Kazutora?”

Keisuke scratches the back of his head, confused. “Huh? No, I invited him back to my place for dinner. It was just instant noodles, though. Nothing fancy.”

Draken stares at him.

For a while, no one says anything.

“Oh…so it’s like that,” his friend says cryptically. “I was wondering where this story was going.”

Keisuke isn’t sure what he means by that, cause the story isn’t even done yet.

“Anyways, he wanted to join Toman afterwards, but I said “No way, asshole!” cause I don’t wanna keep taking care of him.” Keisuke signs, irritated at the memory. “He seems too much of a handful. I don’t need that kinda guy tying me down.”

“Or maybe you’re just trying to keep him to yourself,” mutters Draken, unpausing his game.

MIKEY

“And this guy is just fuckin’ following me around school everyday and he keeps trying to pick fights with others and then telling me about it for some reason.”

He’s not sure if Mikey is listening or not. He seems really focused on something, but it might just be the taiyaki he’s eating.

“Then one day, he says - ‘just beat me up until you understand my feelings.’ ” Keisuke pauses here. He thinks maybe he got the wording wrong, but it doesn’t matter. “So I’m like ok, and then I beat him up.”

Mikey takes a bite of his snack and then says, “Nice.”

“But then I felt bad cause he was on the ground and it was raining and I didn’t wanna leave him there…” Keisuke rolls his eyes, annoyed at himself, “and he lives three floors below me so I carried him home-”

“Wait, wait, wait- I thought you said you were tired of that guy?”

“I mean yeah, he’s so fucking annoying.”

“Then why didn’t you just leave his ass?”

Keisuke opens his mouth. Then he closes it.

“His ass was gonna get wet, it was raining, remember?”

Mikey doesn’t look impressed. But he motions him to continue with his story, the taiyaki flopping in the air.

“Right so, after that, I let him sleep it off. Cause he really took a beating from me. Hella persistent, that guy. Can’t shake him. I’ve tried. Then when he finally wakes up I think, fine, ok. Just this one time! I’ll take you on my bike and-”

“Wait, you let him ride your bike? ”

“Yeah, cause it was just easier that way if we were both going to the meeting-”

“You- you brought him to a Toman meeting?! ”

“Why do you keep interrupting me? Anyways he was all-”

But Keisuke doesn’t get to finish because Mikey shoves his second taiyaki in front of his face, almost exasperated.

“God, Ken-chin was right. ” He says, then shakes the dessert insistently until Keisuke takes it, albeit hesitantly since Mikey doesn’t normally share his snacks.

“Uh…thanks?”

“It’s cream flavored,” says Mikey.

“What kind?”

His friend smirks, “Whipped.”

SMILEY

“Chifuyu’s hair was really fucking bothering me so I told him to change it.”

Nahoya looks like he wants to be anywhere but here.

“Why are you telling me this?”

Keisuke gestures between the two of them, like there’s some kind of relevant fact keeping them bound in this conversation.

“Cause you said you wanted straight hair?”

“I just- I just said one thing about my hair! Oh my god!” He throws his arms above his head, waving them angrily. “Why do you always keep making it about Chifuyu?!”

The other boy is already walking away.

“Hey!” Keisuke yells. “He changed his hairstyle, alright?! So if you just let me finish my goddamn story - I was trying to say that he was able to change his whole lifestyle and everything, so you can do it too if you want! Live out your dreams or whatever!”

“More like your delusions,” scoffs Nahoya. “Alright, which one of you guys is running the betting pool right now?”

ANGRY

“So he just fucking jumps off the roof, yeah? The fuckin’ balls on him. And then he takes out all these guys like it’s nothing. After that he-”

Unlike his brother, Souya is frozen in place, too awkward to outright get up and leave.

“That’s got to be four floors or something, how did he land? Is he part cat?” Keisuke snaps his finger at the discovery. “He hangs out with a lot of cats. You think maybe he learned from them? Like maybe he’s a cat boy?”

“I think,” says Souya slowly, “that you don’t know what the meaning of a cat boy is...”

“Huh? No way. He’s definitely a cat boy. He loves cats. He owns one too, Peke J, I named him. He’s like our son.”

From somewhere behind them, Souya’s brother puts more money down on the table.

MITSUYA

“Right, so I need you to make another uniform before our next First Division meeting.”

Mitsuya nods. “You mean for your friend, Ryusei? His jacket buttons were getting worn out, I remember you mentioning that before.”

Keisuke laughs sheepishly. “Ah, I meant another one - it’s for Chifuyu. Sorry I forgot to tell ya, I let him join after all and he’s been saying how he really wants to wear the uniform.”

The boy in front of him slowly brings his hands together, resting his chin on them, and then takes in a deep breath.

“For Chifuyu…”

“Yeah, is that gonna be ok? You got enough time or…?”

Mitsuya levels him with a piercing gaze.

“Why couldn’t you have asked me this last week?”

Keisuke sucks the air in between his teeth. “Sorry man, I know it’s really short notice. That’s my bad, but I just forgot about it.”

He watches as Mitsuya digs out his wallet. “I really, really, wish you had remembered to ask earlier.” He’s a little confused as Mitsuya irritatedly pulls a stack of yen out, randomly. “If only you had just asked me - one week earlier.”

Draken appears out of nowhere to collect the cash, a grin wide on his face.

He decides not to question this, since there’s a more pressing issue at hand.

“Look, if you can’t do it, then it’s fine-”

“I can do it,” says Mitsuya, waving him off dismissively. “It’ll only take me a day.”

“Oh, what was the problem then?” Keisuke looks confused at the whole exchange. He feels like maybe he’s being kept in the dark about something. How come people are always passing money around, especially near him, nowadays? And what’s with all these annoyed looks every time he speaks?

Mitsuya rubs his temples. “I need to change my bets.”

PAH-CHIN

“So Chifuyu helped my mom move all our stupid furniture around, yesterday and-”

Pah leans back into his seat, resigned. “I get it, huh, it’s my turn today.”

“Anyways,” Keisuke claps his hands. “What do you know about Feng Shui? You said your family was in the whole house thing? What’s Feng Shui supposed to be like for apartments, cause I think maybe Chifuyu might have done it wrong...”

“Feng Shui isn’t real dude,” says Pah, “I know this because my dad said so. It’s just some nice looking bullshit.”

Keisuke angrily stands up. “You fucking take that back, Pah-chin!”

“Haa? Why are you so angry, man?”

“Chifuyu spent hours moving all our shit around! Don’t tell me that was all for nothing!”

“Didn’t you just say, you thought he did it wrong? Even I’m not that fucking stupid!”

“Chifuyu isn’t stupid!”

“I said, you were fucking stupid!”

“Yeah, I fucking might be!”

PEH-YAH

“So I don’t know shit about history - but Chifuyu’s been helping me study.”

Everyone moves to the other side of the room, which leaves only Peh to fend for himself.

He sighs, then says, “I get it, sometimes I help Pah-chin study too. But we’re both idiots.”

Keisuke quickly jabs Peh’s chest in agreement. “Yeah, Chifuyu is an idiot too! But I understand things better when he explains it for some reason. It’s like he gets it - or me.”

Peh nods. “You guys know what the other is thinking.”

“Yeah, exactly!” Keisuke yells, excitedly. Finally glad to have someone on the same page as him for once. Well, other than Chifuyu, he means. “He just understands what I’m saying sometimes. Even if no one else does.”

“That’s great.”

“I don’t know how I would have passed the exam without him. I really- hey wait, where are you going? Peh-yah, uhh?”

EVERYONE

Keisuke really didn’t want this to be Chifuyu’s first exposure to the Toman executives, but he didn't have a choice other than to bring Chifuyu to the meeting. Even if it seems like the blond is currently scared stiff, standing next to him.

He lightly bumps Chifuyu’s shoulder with his own, raising both his eyebrows to silently ask if the other is ok.

Chifuyu flushes, looks away quickly, then shyly brings his gaze back and nods.

Their silent communication doesn’t go unnoticed by the rest of the members.

Draken clears his throat loudly, narrowing his eyes between the two of them, and then says, “Looks like the First Division’s in trouble…”

Keisuke tunes out the rest of the words because he thinks it’s gonna all be recap. Probably just the situation regarding Yotsuya Kaidan - which he knows better than all of them anyway. Instead he pays attention to Chifuyu, who’s sweating under the dim lights, looking nervously between all the members, his eyes wide.

Keisuke moves a little closer to him, hoping his presence will calm down the other boy.

“This is an emergency executive meeting regarding that matter,” continues Draken.

Nahoya coughs into his fist. “Actually it’s more like an intervention at this point…”

Chifuyu audibly gulps, but only Keisuke can hear it from his proximity. He remembers, in contrast to Chifuyu’s first meeting, that this behavior is completely different.

Instead of the boisterous newcomer who didn’t know his place, the Chifuyu standing beside him right now feels more mature. Still as excitable, but able to hide it. More aware of his surroundings. No more acting out.

Keisuke feels a little proud.

“Let’s get started.”

The room gives Mikey their full attention, only to be derailed as he argues with Draken over the filling of his taiyaki. He thought the comedic distraction might help Chifuyu relax a little, but it has the opposite effect. The blond tenses up again as he looks between the two executives fighting.

Keisuke is about to reach out, maybe ruffle his hair a bit and push his bangs away from all the sweat gathering on his forehead. He really needs Chifuyu to stop overthinking things like he always does.

“Anyways…” Draken jerks his thumb to Chifuyu and asks, “Baji. Who is that guy?”

Chifuyu startles, like a cat, then straightens up.

Everyone is looking at them and he can already feel Chifuyu freezing. He knows Chifuyu is about to do the whole unnecessary introduction thing again, it’s that typical moment, so Keisuke starts - but is interrupted. “He’s our new guy. I brought him here ‘cause he’s involved in this case.”

At the same time, Chifuyu bows abruptly and yells, “Ah…I’m Chifuyu Matsuno! I’m still a work in progress, but from this point on, I’m determined to work under Baji-san...”

Multiple people start talking at once.

“That’s Chifuyu, huh?”

“I knew it! Pay up, Ken-chin!”

“A work in progress? Does that mean they’re not together yet or…?”

“Under Baji - he says.”

“Yeah, he really said that! He’s so bold!”

“Ahh!! Matsuno!! Damn, it’s really you!”

“M’kay.”

But the mild reaction from Mitsuya gets overshadowed by his next announcement, completely shocking the two members standing front and center.

“The guy dating Baji,” says Mitsuya, with a smile, “that’s all I need to know.”

For some reason, the entire room doesn’t break out into chaos with this statement, instead everyone just casually accepts this fact and moves on. It’s only Keisuke that feels the turmoil in his heart - and maybe Chifuyu too, if he can even dare to look at him.

He watches, almost like an out of body experience, as Pah approaches Chifuyu and clamps a heavy hand on his shoulder.

“Thanks for looking after Pochi!” Like an inside joke, Pah cups his mouth but his whisper is so loud, the whole room hears it. “ And for looking after our Baji, too!” He slaps Chifuyu a couple more times, the blond barely reacting. “And for bringing me the big fights!”

“What.” Chifuyu sounds like his world has been turned upside down.

Pah doesn’t notice that anything is amiss. “You helped Baji build that dog house for Pochi, right? He loves it!” He gives him an approving thumbs up. “You did a bang-up job! Ah, but I guess you’re dating one too, haha!”

“What...” This time Chifuyu is a little bit quieter.

Keisuke knows he needs to speak up, to say anything, to save Chifuyu from any further embarrassment - but he’s not sure how to do it without jeopardizing their relationship or his spiraling reputation. Even though he knows this is mostly his fault.

Pah continues talking, as if he isn’t holding a one-sided conversation on his own. “I’ve been pissed off at Baji for talking my ears off every meeting - but I guess he must be really serious about ya if he brought you to an exec meeting, Chifuyu!”

“Yeah, he didn’t even ask!” Nahoya chimes in.

“It’s been a long time since we’ve seen Baji smile though, so I guess it’s fine.” Souya comments. “It’s nice to see him happy, again.”

Draken claps his hands twice, bringing the attention back to him. “This means the time has finally come, pay up assholes!”

“Righto, I’ll be collectin-”

“Wait.” Keisuke finally finds the strength to interrupt. “Can you please…leave this matter for after the meeting?”

“What, you suddenly so embarrassed now that you have a boyfriend?” Mikey sneers from atop his perch. “Even though you talk about him everyday?”

“I don’t…” Keisuke glances at Chifuyu, and because they’re always thinking of the other, Chifuyu choses that moment to meet his gaze. “...I don’t talk about him everyday.”

He’s not sure if he’s being brave or a coward for not correcting anyone.

But Chifuyu, bless him, always has his back.

Something in his blue-green irises changes, becomes sharper. It’s in that moment Keisuke realizes Chifuyu has caught on, silently agreeing to play along with their charade.

He doesn’t even have to ask, he already knows Chifuyu will follow.

“Can this um,” starts Chifuyu, “ information stay within this room? We’re not uh, public...”

Even without explicit orders, Chifuyu can always be counted on. Keisuke doesn’t know what he did to deserve him. Maybe that’s why he can’t stop talking about him.

And maybe that’s why the two of them are in this mess in the first place.

Not to be outdone, Keisuke speaks up again. “Or maybe just…the First Division.” Since only the two of them belong to said division, it’s essentially the same as asking everyone to back the fuck off. It’s only their business - no one else needs to butt in.

“Baji…” Draken says tiredly. “This doesn’t have to be your secret alone anymore.”

“Yeah, everyone is chill with it, dude.”

“We’ve known for a while actually. No need to freak out. We won’t judge you.”

“You were really down bad for him, Baji. We all knew.”

“And you’re both being pretty obvious about it right now.”

Keisuke knows his flush is probably matching Chifuyu’s - what a pair the two of them must seem in front of everyone. The other boy is barely holding the act together, but he waits patiently for Keisuke’s next move. He just isn’t sure what it should be.

“I think there’s been a misunderstanding,” he sighs, “sorry, everyone.”

For the first time, he feels apprehensive about not being able to speak to Chifuyu freely. What if this makes the blond even more uncomfortable? What if this destroys their friendship? At some point, he’s going to push Chifuyu too far - what happens then?

“I have to put a stop to this...”

This wasn’t how he thought this meeting would go. But worst of all, maybe, just maybe - this whole thing could be the breaking point to Chifuyu’s loyalty.

“...The truth is-”

“I get it.” Mikey suddenly says, standing up. “I’ll leave Chifuyu to Baji.”

Their invincible leader jumps down, landing smoothly right in front of the others. He gives both of them a searching look, but his gaze lingers on Chifuyu. “I’ve made up my mind.”

Keisuke has no idea what he means.

“If the two of them want to keep to themselves, then I won’t push it. The rest of you should stay out of this until they’re ready…” he smirks, “You’re all dismissed.”

“...Mikey.”

But the other boy pushes past him to whisper something into Chifuyu’s ear. It could be his imagination, but it sounds like “If you break up with Baji, I’ll kill you. ”

CHIFUYU

“Well that was unhinged.”

The two of them loiter outside the entrance, not quite ready to talk about it yet. Keisuke leans against his motorcycle, looking away from Chifuyu as the other boy inspects the vending machine. His throat feels dry, but not in a way a drink can fix.

“They all had such a crazy aura around them that I was shaking just being in their presence,” laughs Chifuyu nervously, probably to fill the awkward silence. “Especially Mikey-kun.”

That’s right. Mikey really did say some weird stuff.

“I know, I’m sorry,” says Keisuke, turning around.

“Eh?”

“I’m sorry you have to put up with my selfishness,” he explains. “I didn’t…mean to lead them on like that. Or you either.”

“Baji-san…what do you mean?” Chifuyu says slowly.

Keisuke isn’t sure how to go about this. Words aren’t really his thing. After tonight, that fact seems to especially be true - but usually he can just count on Chifuyu to figure it out for him. Although maybe that’s been making him complacent. Still, he needs to make an effort to right his wrongs.

“I think I talked about you too much with the other guys, so they got the wrong idea about us.” He crosses his arms and lets out a frustrated noise. “I shoulda just came clean from the start instead of dragging you in. Thanks for covering for me, though, but I don’t expect you to pretend forever. So I won’t force you to do anything.”

“It’s ok, Baji-san!” Chifuyu yells. “I don’t mind. I told you, I’d do anything to remain by your side, right? I can do this for you, too!”

Keisuke gives him a lopsided smile. It’s hard to reason with Chifuyu when he gets like this - his determination is infectious. So is his positivity. Keisuke already feels in a better mood just by being around him.

“It’s fine, Chifuyu. I can go back and apologize to them, clear things up. Even if I have to do it alone.”

“What are you talking about?” Of course the other boy won’t back down. “I’ll always follow you, Baji-san! I’ll come with you!”

“No…that would just make it harder for them to believe.”

The first signs of frustrations show on Chifuyu’s face, like he’s about to start talking back to his captain. Really now, his obedience just comes and goes.

Then, suddenly, a huge grin breaks out until it rivals all the stars in the night sky above them. With a look of pure adoration, Chifuyu closes the distance between them and offers Keisuke a fist bump.

“Let’s date for real, then!” Chifuyu says without a moment’s hesitation.

Keisuke feels like he’s been given the whole world, rather than a hand or a way out.

He can’t help but feel the edges of his mouth stretch upwards. He feels so relieved and grateful all at once. He doesn’t understand it, but maybe Chifuyu does - so he’ll just have to ask him to explain it later.

Chifuy’s smile only gets wider. “That way you’re not lying to anyone - and we don’t have to pretend!”

It’s a crazy plan. But perhaps he’s a little crazy for Chifuyu, anyway.

Since they don’t have any better ideas, he readily agrees.

“Alright!”

When their fists collide, it’s his heart that meets Chifuyu’s halfway.

END

Sorry they're idiots.

I’m also sorry this was absolutely Satou Ryusei erasure (love that guy) and the bajifuyu just totally derailed the meeting so it’s not even about Yotsuya Kaidan anymore. I promise they’ll hold another assembly to figure it out!!

Baji POV is really hard for me to write - so if he seems out of character, just remember I’m a crack fic writer.

This is for pau - if you like bajifuyu or kojiryu, please go read their fics!!

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kakuchosearring · 3 months

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but i can see us lost in a memory. // manjiro sano x reader

august slipped away into a moment in time 'cause it was never mine ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ final!timeline manjiro sano x reader ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ ━━━ ( ⋆｡°✩ tw: n/a) ━ (wc: 1,015 ) ━ ( song inspo ✩°｡⋆) ━━━

there’s an uncomfortable silence looming over both boys. the swingset they’ve been perched on is no longer fun. no longer is Mikey excitedly pumping his legs faster and faster, trying to go as high as he possibly can to earn the bragging rights of ‘i can swing on the swings better than you can’ to the blond boy next to him. instead, his legs are dragging against the dirt and pebbles beneath them; he’s gently kicking a rock side to side as his thoughts begin to consume him.

“takemitchy,” he starts, the nickname flowing off of his tongue with great ease. this is enough to gain the other boy’s attention with a quiet hum and a tilt of his head. “do you believe in destiny?” mikey feels stupid for even asking such a question. It seems childish and foolish, as if he’s going to begin to throw around fairytale ideas and stories mothers would tell their children about love and soulmates. tet, despite feeling so funny, he cannot help but ask anyway.

no, not when thoughts of you are eating away at him. how he’s spent so many years growing close to you, only to push you away in every version of every single timeline takemichi has altered. in truth, mikey has always been scared.

it started off as a fear of rejection. god, how terrified he was as a fifteen year old boy that you wanted nothing to do with him. there was something almost cool and untouchable about you -- how unbothered you were by toman and how unphased you were to be in the presence of a bunch of ‘big and scary’ gang members (that weren’t exactly big nor scary.) he’d never admit it -- no, not in a million years -- but the amount of time mikey had spent vying for your attention was almost embarrassing. draken had given him an earful so many times, just begging him to ask you out already. draken had even threatened to do it himself, which would embarrass the invincible mikey even more. and this was just barely enough to get mikey to start talking to you in the first place. next, it became a fear of something happening to you. as toman got bigger and bigger with valhalla joining as a new division, he couldn’t help but be consumed by thoughts of something happening to you. so desperately did he want to call you his, but he knew that once he did, you would have a metaphorical target over your head. even if he wanted to believe that humanity still had some good in it -- that no one would outright hurt you or do something to endanger your life -- he feared greatly of people picking on you or going out of their way to threaten you because of your ties to him. yet, the thought of not being able to call you his killed him even more, and, in an act he could only call downright selfish, mikey continued to pursue you. he had foolishly believed that with you by his side, everything would be alright. only when he’d been able to finally call you his, the fear of hurting you had become too much for him to bear. no, mikey would never physically hurt you. he wouldn’t dare even think about that much. but, with his dark impulses and dark thoughts weighing heavily on his conscience, he knew that one day he would no longer be able to control them. and, so, he knew he had to push you away. to distance you from himself so that he would never be able to hurt you. mikey had always wanted to keep you safe. He would never be able to forgive himself if something had happened to you.

he’ll never forget the tears streaming down your face when he told you goodbye for the last time. he’ll never get to know how hard the tears streamed down your face as you watched the vhs tapes he left you and takemichi, but even the thought makes his stomach churn and tears prickle away at his eyelids. though your current form doesn’t have a clue any of this has happened, he still feels a great deal of sorrow and regret. yet, the only thing that keeps the regret at bay is promising to himself that he’ll make it right to you. somehow. even if he’s not quite sure that he has the confidence to face you just yet, even in your completely and blissfully unaware phase. would you even know who he is?

“i think so.” the other boy answers as truthfully as he can. “i think emma and draken are destined to be together. i hope me and hina are destined to be together.”

mikey inhales and exhales a deep, drawn out sigh then. takemichi tilts his head in confusion, as if to ask if that wasn’t the answer mikey wanted to hear, but he pays this reaction no mind. no, his dark, steel eyes are transfixed onto the ground before him. Part of him wants to believe in destiny. he needs to. mikey needs to believe that no matter what, you’ll find your way to him and he’ll finally be able to give you the happy ending he’d always dreamt of. for his own sake.

“she stuck by your side in every version of the future.” though takemichi has certainly had his fair share of moments that everyone in toman can only describe as ‘sheer stupidity,’ it seems he’s caught on within an instant. “that’s gotta be worth something.”

a smile finds its way onto his pale features, a faint blush dusting his cheeks that would certainly warrant the rest of toman teasing the hell out of him over. “yeah, I guess it is.” without so much as a warning, mikey pushes off of the swing, gently gripping the chains to halt it in place. he walks away without saying much of anything else.

“hey!” takemichi’s panicked voice sounds from behind him. “where are you going?!”

to your house. to make things right. once and for all.

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ [ begs u to send me more requests to my ask box ] ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

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yuunemi · 1 year

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2:55 PM ☆ MITSUYA TAKASHI ☆

C/W : FEM!READER

LIBRARIAN’S NOTE/S : this has been in my drafts for months alr. i finally get to post it :”D. the ending seemed like it was left hanging so I ended up adding a few deets.

NOTES & REBLOGS ARE VERY MUCH APPRECIATED ^^

"Mitsuyaaaaa Takaashiiiiiiiii" You chatted, which was then followed by a thread of other messages. "Im sleepyyyyyy" "Im boreddddddd" "Savee meeeeeeee TT TT" "Pleaseeeee" "I wanna sleeeeppp but Bioooo" "HUHUHUHUHUHU KASHIIII", "Ne, Kashi, pick me up later after this class :>>" "Pleaseeeeee :>>>>>". Keeping your phone, you continued to mindlessly write notes, hoping this simple stimulus would help you stay awake. Back on Mitsuya's end, he sure was surprised to receive notifications one after another. However, upon seeing that it was your doing, he was no longer shocked. While reading through your messages on his phone, he couldn't help but chuckle at your spam. "Sure thing, love, I'll pick you up after classes" He replied. Classes finally ended but you decided to stay back and clarify a few things with your teacher. "Yoohoo~~ Y/n~ Someone's here to pick you up~." Your friend said in a sing-song voice. Looking in her direction, you see the door open, and leaning on the door frame is your one and only, Mitsuya Takashi. "Hold on a minute." You said while his usual soft smile graced his features. You finalize a few things before taking your leave and walked in his direction. "You came!" You beamed with a bright smile reaching from ear to ear. "Didn't you see my reply?" He asked, "Nope, right after I spammed you with a thread of messages, our teacher finished discussing and explained our new project to be passed so the remaining time was used to collaborate and plan." You answered, while he nodded out of acknowledgment. "How was your day?" You asked, "Tiring as always." He answered while the both of you walked to fetch Luna and Mana. "Well then, why don't we go and buy ice cream once we pick up Luna and Mana." You offered while hooking your arm around his. "Sure thing, sounds like a plan." He answered, before giving you a peck on the forehead.

!! DO NOT REPOST ANYWHERE ELSE !! THIS IS THE PROPERTY OF YUUNEMI !! IT DOESN’T CLAIM TO OWN THE CHARACTERS THAT BELONG TO THEIR RIGHTFUL OWNERS !!

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dweebpheles · 6 months

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Posted another Hankisa fic, come get yall's juice 🍑 it's spicy, read tags!

#hankisa #tokyo rev #tokrev #tokyo revengers #hanma shuji #kisaki tetta #tetta kisaki #shuji hanma #hanma x kisaki #tokrev fanfic

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vincent-4ever · 8 months

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I wanna write a Tokyo rev fanfic but idk of who and I don't have any requests so vote for me? 🥺🥺

pls vote lol + if u request for other and it's not a character on here it's guaranteed I'll write it :) no smut btw

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blueparadis · 2 years

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▏happier than ever ▏k.ryuguji ▏

+. CWs —» f! reader, fluff, suggestive themes, poly relationships, light angst, mention of alcohol and cigarettes, childhood friends, friends to lovers, slow romance, slow burn, alternate universe - modern, university/college. word count — 4.6k.

+. SYNOPSIS —» Emma knew you meant the world to her but she didn't know that sometimes she could be a little greedy too.

+. NOTES —» this piece was commissioned by @massivementalitynut . I do take commission for part two :) I'm so happy that i finally got to post this >.<

LINKS SECTION.

[ PART ONE ] | [ PART TWO ] | YOU CAN READ THIS IN MY AO3.

“This is not a good idea. This is going to be a big problem later on”, you muttered staring at the king-size bed while Emma unpacked her luggage. One week, seven days, seven fucking days. You are about to stay seven fucking days in the same room with Emma and Draken. “This is not gonna end well”, hearing that Emma stopped folding the dresses and pull you to her side saying, “either help me out or go for a shower. We have a long day ahead”

It was primarily Draken’s idea. He complained about how much little time he got to have you before you decided to disappear into thin air. Hence, he proposed the idea of going on a road trip and staying for seven days before going back home. He just wanted to spend some time with you more, and surely he would not mind Emma’s presence. Moreover, Emma refused to let go of you out of her sight. She has become more demanding than the last time you saw her.

Draken can be territorial sometimes. He is not a big fan of arguments and fights. Certainly, in front of Emma’s straightforward behavior, he had no choice but to agree with her, that is, to have a single large room rather than three different ones. He could sleep on the couch or they could reserve another bed but they’re staying together in one room and that is final; if not, then they’re not going. The other option was too debatable to follow. Draken eventually gave in. It took several rounds of ice cream to get rid of her pout.

And, now here you three are: in a single room where you and Emma are busy unpacking while Draken is in the shower after such a tiring road trip. It was the summer heat that drained out your energy and Emma insisted on staying indoors for the rest of the day. Draken was out of the shower in his bathrobe. Emma adjusted her hair, took her things, and went inside the bathroom. They did not even exchange looks. You smiled noticing how much they have become intimate with each other now. “I’ve told the manager to give us another bed.”, he said roughly rubbing the towel over his hair. You sat on the bed starting to feel a little dizzy from the exhaustion. “I’m hungry, Ryuu”

The bed mattress sank admirably as Draken sat beside you. His black strands of hair fell on his face. You tore your gaze away sensing the lukewarm sensation underneath your eyes. The room was now devoid of Emma’s chirping and Draken slayed at maintaining the silence. This was the first time you were alone with him after they decided to have a relationship with you. The bed sank further as he stretched his hands behind you for support as he spoke, “I’ll order the dinner. Would you prefer it in the room?”

You turned your face noticing he was sprawled out on the bed, his left hand stretched out almost as an invitation to you. “Yes. Emma would like . . .”, Draken did not let you finish, “I know she will; even if she did not we three could go for a walk and have ice-creams.” He jerked his head as a gesture for you to lie down, on his toned muscular arm. You swallowed and laid down on his arm, snuggling against his chest.

“Ya’know, when you were not here. We both talked about you a lot, especially how you knew both of our feelings and never used it against us.”, Draken pulled you closer to his body to place a chaste dry kiss on your cheek. He noticed your lip bite and congested eyebrows and murmured, “Hey… yn, it is okay. Don’t worry about it. We’ve talked about it. You don’t need to worry”

“Fine by me, then. Haha! Don’t get a boner Ryu while I’m this close to you.”, you drawled in with words tumbling over one another. He was about to protest, or say something in his defense but noticed that you were already asleep. The click of the bathroom door made Draken immediately turn his head keeping his forefinger on his lips. He knew Emma would start talking about the plans for the next day. But Emma was always a rebel and it amplified whenever she was around Draken. She whispered

“Why Are You Like This Draken?

“Like whaaat?”, Draken whispered back without moving much.

“She needs to eatttt. She will wake up in the morning with a stomach ache. I know her habits.”, Emma was not the kind of backing down however when both of them heard low soft snoring, they realized they can do this louder and outside, maybe on the balcony so that you can sleep peacefully on the soft bed and not on someone’s sturdy muscular arms. Draken swiftly pulled a pillow to put it under your head. As he was down with tucking you in bed, they both headed outside to have dinner and plan about tomorrow's outing.

It was partly your suggestion rather than theirs, to visit some places so that you could get accustomed to this relationship and tell his friends, tell everyone without being appalled by them. You had no idea that they would plan so much in such a short amount of time. Seven days felt elongating inside the four walls of the hotel but it felt sparse to accommodate the rush of all kinds of emotions. It was not just happiness, it was also the thrill of starting a new life, the restlessness of trying out new things together.

As for Satoru, he deserved a massive treat from you. You knew he did but if you were to initiate the conversation first that would not only boost his pride but also he will tease you forever about that. So, unless he starts to keep nagging you for a treat you should just let him stay at your house. But knowing Gojo, he seems like the type to call and bug you every other minute. Maybe, he sobered his habits. Well, that is not what you should be concerned about now, especially while being on a secret date cum short trip with Ryu and Emma.

Draken and Emma mostly planned indoor visiting during daylight. They said it was because of you since you could not handle the heat of the summer. Of course, you were thankful for thinking of you but at the same time, you fumed like a kettle for treating you like a baby. In their defense, they mentioned how cute your expressions were whenever they took care of you, whenever they bought something for you or praised you for how good you looked in that sundress. Secretly, you liked it, liked how they are so easy and comforting. You wondered if they would be this comfortable around the rest of the Toman members, like Baji, Chifuyu, Mitsuya, Pah, and most importantly Mikey, whom you kissed just because you felt suffocated by loneliness, by the thought of being left all alone rather than being jealous of Draken and Emma that they were finally together, happier than ever.

You slapped your cheeks to snap yourself back into reality as Emma’s voice dissipated your trance. “Yeah, coming in a minute.”, you yelled from the trial room. You adjusted the frills of your dress for one last time before opening the door. “Geez! What took you so lon. . . Oh my gosh! you look gorgeous.”, you immediately cupped her mouth otherwise the whole floor of the shopping mall would have heard her. “Where is Ryuu?”, you asked playing with your fingers but Emma immediately smiled taking out her phone and saying that he is busy and you do not have to worry since she is gonna take a lot of pictures and send him right away. She sounded so proud that it made you chuckle.

“That’s not why I asked you. I just don’t wanna make him wait.”, you protested but Emma was quick to pick on your restlessness. She mentioned that Draken is busy with checking out some restaurants so they can have lunch and go home. After she was done taking the pictures she asked you to get changed so that she can buy some dresses from another section. Hesitation overtook you and you asked her to turn around rather than leave the trial room. You had a feeling that she might get hurt and you were not entirely wrong. If she pouted while turning around to give you some privacy she would have been bothered if you were to ask her to leave. You felt the pensive mood filling the small chamber as you heard the tapping of heels.

You murmured, “Emma…” the sound of clicking heels came to a cease, “Yeah…?”, she responded.

“I am trying okay? I’m happy with this trip, with this relationship. It’s just I wanted to take it slow. . .”, the moment you paused to take a breather a familiar warm and soft hands curled around your shoulders. You missed this, you missed her touch.

“Sorry if I was too much for you. But we have been so apart for a long time and I . . . I just wanna make up for the lost time.”, her fingers intertwined with yours as you met Emma’s gaze in the mirror. She placed a chaste kiss on your collarbone and yelled, “Well, let’s hurry. I have a lot of places to check out.” You shrieked, no not because of her voice but because of the kiss she stole. A smile plastered your face thinking how Emma is still mischievous as ever.

When you two were finally done with shopping Draken was already waiting outside busy smoking a cigarette. He passed you on the cigarette earning a glare that suggested, how many you had? Draken immediately went defensive saying, “I was not waiting that long ya’ know”

“Sometimes I think, you two became close solely because of tobacco.”, Emma chimed with an exaggerated grin on her face declaring how she was not fond of Draken ruining your habits. You chuckled as Draken ran his hands over his nape. He has a habit of doing that whenever he gets caught or scolded, especially by Emma. You have not had the chance yet to gain such bashful responses from him.“Yeah, Yeah whatever !!”, was all he said.

The lunch was tasty, and Draken ensured you had your favorite picks. When you noticed them exchanging glances you palmed your face in embarrassment knowing that Draken sure was thorough in knowing your likes and dislikes. He never got a chance to talk to you about your likes and dislikes but here he was sitting by your side excited to taste your favorite dishes. At the same time, Emma would not stop making snarky comments and immediately started laughing seeing both of your surprised faces.

The evening weather was chilly due to sudden downpours. But fortunately, it did not hamper the plans. Emma stayed at the hotel since she is quick to catch so it was only Draken and you. It has been almost a year since you last visited the sea. Hence it was a nice change of air. Draken went to buy coffee as you headed towards the shore. It was not congested with crowds, and the breeze was just perfect. You sat keeping your sandals aside enjoying the breeze, waiting for Draken.

Chifuyu who was standing in front of the bookshelf spotted Draken exiting from the adjacent snacks counter. He hid his face against the latest release of a shoujo manga lest Draken could have spotted him easily. By the time Draken was walking towards you, Baji had already received a message. Draken had indeed lied about his short outing and they all knew it but when Baji spotted him sitting beside you sharing a laugh and coffee, something did not just fit in. They all knew that Emma and Draken had planned a short trip together and how could they not especially when the dates matched miraculously?

But they did not seem to understand how you exactly fit in all of these. Mitsuya, Baji, Chifuyu, and Kazutora would have jumped at the chance of having such a short trip but they did not since it was the first time they planned something for themselves and none of them wanted to be a third wheel for them but who knew t hey would bring a third wheel along with them?

Mitsuya would not have left her sisters alone at home, even if it was just for an evening if it was not for the new fashion exhibition but thanks to that, he not only signed up for the competition but also accidentally spotted Emma running towards Draken in an exquisite gown like a peacock spreading its vibrant feathers. Later, he spotted Emma coming out of the changing room along with you. The most surprising part was that his dearest friend Draken was standing outside the changing room. Given his line of work, Mitsuya knew that your smile was not the ordinary one that seem to have embedded as a robotic response whenever a lady gets showers of praises on their beauty and dress. It was a smile born out of happiness and love. And he is sure that he has never seen Draken smiling like that.

Kazutora spotted Draken and Emma at a local fair. He would not have come if Baji did not whine for a helping hand to carry the exotic breeds to his pet shop. He could not ask Chifuyu since he was too much excited to buy the latest release of some shoujo mangas and that too with a discount. Kazutora saw Emma carrying two plushies tucked in the stretch of her arms and he was aware that Draken had no chance in a million years to buy a plushie for himself unless they won them in a sort of game. That was still a bleak chance of Draken signing up for such a childish game unless Emma had someone to support her demands.

A unified sigh escaped from their chest. The four were sitting under a lonely headlight over a bench in a park. They circulated the cigarette and discussed how they spotted you, Emma, and Draken. Kazutora proposed that maybe they met you at the hotel and decided to let you join or maybe it is the opposite. All of them were submerged in such a dilemma that they had to eventually give up the idea of getting a conclusive settlement of this situation. But in all cases, there was no way they would let Mikey know about this.

Of course, they knew that Mikey was aware of his sister’s lies and his best friend’s smooth schemes of planning but they were not sure how Mikey would take the discovery they all made, not even Baji. Baji has known Mikey since his childhood, even before Draken. Naturally, when Baji seemed confused about him they all decided to keep this a secret.

Six days flew within a blink. Draken never got a chance to sneak into bed during the night. Emma would have kicked him into the balcony or maybe outside the room if he did. One thing Emma did not like to share was her habit of sleeping with you. She missed that direly since you two have a lot of memories attached to countless sleepovers. Sometimes, you felt bad for Draken, for having him sleep on that small single bed. With his size, it would be better if he slept with Emma or you but that was strictly off the options since there is no way in hell Emma would give up the privilege of talking with you all night.

Draken often complained about how Emma always ended up sleeping before him whenever they used to talk late at night on a call but she never seemed to have a blink of sleep when she was with you, not until she was done with telling all the stories of her day. And when the whole town is sleeping, everything around is engulfed in absolute silence you and your girlfriend was busy sharing stories and giggles. How could anyone have some moments of peaceful sleep with whispers and soft squeals disrupting the perfect silence? And Draken was a light sleeper so he often ended up joining the gossip.

Last day, both of them, Draken and Emma were exhausted and went to bed early. You preferred to stay at home since tomorrow you will have to travel in this unbearable heat. Moreover, they just wanted to visit the local fair. Emma even brought a plushie for you. Draken teased you for still being weak to plushies like kids while you mentioned how he is missing the heavenly feeling of falling asleep with a plushie by his side. But alas! Draken always had the upper hand whenever you tried to bite back some responses.

“I don’t need a plushie.”, he cooed wrapping his arms around you, “I have you.” There was a few moments of silence and then Emma burst into laughter. “Oh, dear. This is amazing.”, she was rolling from one edge of the bed to the other having her hands wrapped around her tummy as she spoke irregularly, “I win the bet Draken.” Draken still refused to let go of you. When it came to you and your reactions Emma always won, but Draken did not particularly lose, did he now? Even if he placed bets with wrong options he still enjoyed both of your reactions, not to mention all the quickies whenever Emma wanted . Only a fool would let such a bet slip away.

When you woke up it was almost dawn. You noticed that the window was open, making the room colder since the wind was strong today. As you closed it with a click your eyes fell on Draken. He was sleeping peacefully with his hand resting under his cheek. When you went to bed he had the same posture. He would get muscle pain if he sleeps like that till morning, you pondered.

You nudged him a little on his opposite shoulder and he shifted having himself layed with his back on the bed. But his arm was outside the bed while the quilt was nowhere over his body. With a sigh, you covered him you heard his soft snores that almost sounded like a purr. You licked your lips and smiled but before going back to the bed, you placed a chaste kiss on his cheek. He hummed and turned around. He was smiling, maybe he was dreaming about something.

The ride back home was not as silent as it was when you all rode to this seaside. This time Emma was driving and Draken was sitting with you at the back since he did not want you to be alone in the back seat. The music was on and you were busy on your phone while Draken and Emma were rehearsing the facts they are supposed to tell to all of them. They both had to lie to have this trip as smooth as possible but they both did admit that they soon have to make it official.

“Does it include me?”, you asked shifting your eyes from the phone to Draken and then onto Emma. She met your gaze through the mirror while Draken supplied, “Yes of course. Do you want to wait longer? I mean we will be announcing it at her birthday party, just the close affair”, Draken palmed your hands and rubbed the back of your palm with his thumb, “we can wait if you want. There is no rush.” You smiled at his concern and nodded. You wanted to let others know yet at the same time you did not. Maybe it would be better if you let them decide.

Emma dropped Draken at first and since your house was just a few houses away from hers she did not bother to drop you off but rather took you home with her. After getting refreshed and having dinner, Emma suggested you stay over but you declined. You needed some alone time, some time to think about what Draken asked today this morning.

You landed with a thud on your bed and settled in your home once again. Without your mom and dad, the house felt empty and the childhood memories flooded your mind. It was mostly full of Emma and his brothers. You remembered how you volunteered to be her prince but now she got both a prince and a princess, humph! Everything was still, even your breathing seem to slow. You curled up to a side closing your eyes trying to give in to the exhaustion otherwise sometimes, it might not let you sleep.

You jumped out of the bed at the sound of your phone ringing loudly. Before answering the phone call a trail of curse words fell from your lips for both, yourself and the one who is calling.

“Yes. . . hello?”

“Were you sleeping?”, Draken almost whispered from the other end.

“Oh my god! no no not at all. I’m very awake and not sleeping.”, you were now seated at the edge of the bed holding the phone on the loudspeaker as you press your knees to your chest calming the rhythm of your rocket-speed heartbeats. Draken laughed at your silly attempt of cooking up lies. He always knew you were bad at that.

“Listen, I’ll pick you up tomorrow. We have a meeting and well since Emma insisted on coming I might as well take you too. You’ve never been there, have you? Our meeting spot?”

There was pin drop silence for almost five seconds but it felt like an eternity since all you could think about was how they were keen to make this relationship official yet your heart did not seem to align with them. Would it be selfish to decline this visit? Would it be okay to let them decide what is best for now?

“Y/n?”

“Yes. Ryuu. I’ll be ready by six. And no this is my first time visiting your gang”

“Hideout.”, Draken quipped

“Yes. that.”, you cackled while he spoke, “Alright. I’ll come and pick you up. Sleep well baby.”, you heard a kiss from the other end before it disconnected. You could feel your cheeks getting warmer as you kept the phone on the bedside table.

Fuck ! how on earth I’m supposed to sleep now.

The next day you were busy cleaning the house since you have to stay for a month. Emma came over to help but rather ended up whining about they should wear matching outfits for today’s meet-up. It was nice having her at home and go through the albums and all the childhood memories you both shared as friends, before becoming lovers. Emma left before Draken could turn up. She exclaimed that she knew the place and it would be very suspicious if she were to go with Draken rather than Mikey.

Draken was early. As you waved him from the window, he was waiting on his bike across the road.

“You look lovely.”, he remarked with a smirk

“Oh, this was Emma's choice.”, you quipped making him narrow his gaze on you. It did not take long to reach the place. You have passed by this spot many times but never stopped by even if you spotted Mikey and Draken. Those are the only faces you knew and the rest of them only occupied your memory by their name and pinnacle appearances.

“Mitsuya, Kazutora, Baji, and Chifuyu.”, you pointed at the boys one after the other and looked at Draken asking if you got them right but one of them spoke.

“You got me wrong. I’m Baji and he is Kazutora.”, you nodded. All you wanted to do was to hind behind Draken. Emma was still not there and judging from their talks they are used to the captain being late, like usual.

“Y/n”, Emma’s angelic voice reached your ears. You spotted her running towards you. It was a good decision that you did not match outfits with her since everyone was already suspicious why would Draken bring Emma’s best friend in here? The confusion was not about why you were there, it was about why you came with Draken. Emma quickly took you to a side so that you don’t attract much attention. It was just the close members of toman yet she gave them a death glare.

Mikey and his friends were chatting as they stood in a circle. Baji spoke subtly, “Your girlfriend is here.” Draken who was watching both of you hummed in response. He would not have realized the blunder he made if Baji did not start yelling Draken got the girl, Draken got the girl at the top of his voice. Certainly, the ruckus caught your attention as well as Emma’s. Even though Draken pressed his mouth, Kazutora and Chifuyu started to nag Draken while Mikey watched his best friend to down in the mess of his lies.

Everyone more or less knew about Draken and Emma but Chifuyu who was the first to spot the three of you at the library was not satisfied with how Emma managed to take the fall and settle this quicker than he assumed. Everyone started to tease them rather than congratulate them since they all have known each other since childhood. And Draken had a lot of debt to pay since most of them were furious that Draken kept this from everyone. While they were busy with Emma and Draken you watched them from the lonely corner swelling with joy as you had to do if Emma and Draken did not let you walk into their life.

“Yea, but which one?”, Chifuyu blurted out gaining all the eyes on him.

“What do you mean by which one ?”, Mikey asked tilting his head towards Draken. Baji and Kautora exchanged glances while Mitsuya looked at you, then his eyes shifted onto Draken.

“Both. Mikey both.”, Emma added grabbing Draken’s sleeves. There was a deafening silence for a few seconds. Everyone at first gazed at you then on to Emma and finally on their dearest pal, Draken. It was Hinata who first stepped to disrupt this uncanny silence.

“OH MY GOSH!”, she grabbed your hands continuing, “I’m so happy for the three of you, and Congrats Emma.”, Emma responded with a nod. Takemitchy could not even speak. “Huh!”, was written all over his face. Mitsuya had an idea but was too shy to speak about it to Draken.

Baji and Kazutora looked at each other and then glared at Draken. Jealousy seemed plausible for them but they yelled, “Partyyyyyyyy”, in unison giving Draken a jumpscare.

Chifuyu smirked, “I knew something was fishy. But well good for you, y/n, congratulations”, he chimed with a big grin plastered on his face proud that he could solve the puzzle correctly. Pah-chin was flabbergasted at the situation;

“Woah! That’s amazing.”, was all he could manage to say while Peh-yah just exclaimed, “Draken is a lucky fucker.”

“Oye Oye ! watch your tongue”, Naoya slipped and shifted his eyes towards them, you, Emma, and Draken. “As long as they are happy I don’t care about anything else.”

Mikey who was silently watching all of these walked up towards you. At first, he looked at Emma and Draken. Mikey had an idea about why Emma went on a solo trip suddenly. She might not know, but Draken initially confided to Mikey about having feelings for his sister. He smirked before yelling with joy, “Let's all celebrate this by visiting the festival. Woohooo!”

Some joined the cheering while the rest greeted you but Mikey whispered into your ears as he passed by, “I’m very happy for you y/n. Hope you all are happier than ever.”

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devixxish · 8 months

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01.

AFAB!reader x TokRev character

Word count: 1673

Warnings: mentions of nightlife, mention of alcohol, somewhat proof read.

A/N: the real anxiety kicks in now. I promise, future parts are gonna be better. For now, enjoy the first part of Beneath the Veil.

In the heart of the city, where the streets pulsed with life and the nightly air held the promise of secrets waiting to be uncovered, lived you. Your world was and had always been a kaleidoscope of neon lights and pulsating beats, a place where the mundane was left behind and the extraordinary awaited. Known as a wild card in the underground scene, your reputation preceded you- you were the embodiment of thrill and rebellion, a woman unafraid to dance on the edge of danger.

The night was a canvas splashed with vibrant colors, and you were its fearless painter. As the city's heartbeat synced with your own rhythm, you stood before your bedroom mirror, your fingers brushing through tousled waves of hair. The reflection staring back was a concoction of allure and defiance, an invitation for chaos.

Your attire was a blend of sultriness and rebellion - skin tight leather pants clung to your legs, and a midnight black crop top showcased just enough to tease the senses. Layers of silver necklaces adorned your neck, each one telling a story of nights spent in the city's embrace. Your lips, painted a shade of deep red, curved into a devil-may-care grin as you cast a last glance at yourself before stepping out.

Your apartment was a sanctuary of chaos- an organized mess that mirrored your personality. Polaroid snapshots adorned the walls, capturing moments of laughter and exhilaration. As you walked through the cluttered living room, the rhythmic beat of your footsteps blended with the distant sounds of city life, and the not so distant light banter of your friends, creating a symphony that was uniquely yours.

Your friends were your partners in crime, fellow adventurers who shared your insatiable appetite for the night. Luna, with her wild mane of curls and infectious laughter, was her steadfast companion, her energy radiating like a beacon. And then you had Elias, a tech-savvy genius with a penchant for mischief, and Ivy, the enigmatic poet whose words spoke volumes about the human experience.

You four were bound by a shared understanding and your perspective on life- it was to be lived on your terms and by your rules, in the embrace of the city that never slept. It was a pact made long ago, a vow to chase after the thrill that life had to offer.

Your evenings were a cacophony of laughter, stories, and shared dreams. You all gathered in your living room, your laughter echoing through the walls, well over the blaring music in volume, as you recounted tales of your escapades. Luna's infectious excitement was the life of the party and Elias' quick wit provided comic relief, whereas Ivy's introspection added a layer of depth in your conversations and banter that balanced your perfectly imbalanced group.

As the evening wore on, your thoughts drifted toward the night ahead. The promise of adventure and the thrill the nightlife had to offer in combination with the allure of the unknown beckoned. With a shared glance and an unspoken agreement, you four made your way out and towards the bright and vibrant heart of the city, where the night's secrets awaited.

The cab that was waiting for you made its way to the club, and you, in particular, felt the excitement buzzing in your veins- your whole being. The club was a sensory overload, a playground for the senses that welcomed everyone with open arms. The pulsating beats of the music resonated through your body as soon as you stepped in, the bass acting as an extension of your heartbeat. Before the fun could begin, the suggestion of drinks had you making a beeline for the bar; your group, along with you, shared two rounds of shots before you made your way to the dancefloor, where heated bodies danced, drunk and dazed, pressing against each other. You found yourself participating in the act, dancing with abandon; your movements a captivating blend of grace and defiance, speaking to the hidden desires of those who watched. The neon lights painted you in hues of electric blue, deep magenta, and passionate red, turning you into a mesmerizing work of art as your body moved with an innate sensuality, a magnetism that drew attention from all corners of the room.

As the night progressed and you shared your fun with your friends, you found yourself heading to the bar once more. That was until your gaze landed on a figure standing in the shadows- a man whose aura was as mysterious as the night itself. He, with eyes that held stories yet to be told, stood like a sentinel of the darkness that surrounded them, if it weren't for the neon colors dancing around the space. Your eyes met briefly, until he took a double turn. Now, you had the chance to properly look him in the eyes, a charged silence passing between you two; a recognition of the other's untamed spirit.

He was a phantom of the night, whose presence commanded attention. Not that he did not deserve it. There was a dangerous allure to him, a magnetic pull that tugged at your curiosity. You felt his gaze, an intoxicating mixture of challenge and intrigue.

Eventually, his lips curved in a knowing smile, a silent invitation that beckoned you to get closer, to dance in the shadows with him. Your proximity crackled with an electrifying tension and the air around you seemed to hum with anticipation, a shared understanding that defied explanation. Your eyes held as the music swelled around you - a symphony of desire and curiosity - the space between the two of you a conduit of unspoken promises. You felt a shiver trace its way down your spine as his eyes raked over your body, the intensity of the moment sending a thrill through your veins. In the midst of the chaos, it was as if the world had faded, leaving only the two of you in its wake. At some point, you tore your gaze away, knowing you had lost the game your eyes seemed to be playing. The magnetic pull and strange familiarity were both thrilling and unsettling. A remark from the strange man had you turning your head to face him yet again, his voice a velvety melody that almost left you breathless.

"You're not like the others here."

A mixture of challenge and question filled your eyes as you gazed at him, your eyebrow raising ever so slightly, and your lips curved into a playful smirk.

"And you're not like anyone I've ever met."

Your banter held an underlying tension, an electric charge that sparked between you. Each word exchanged was laden with unspoken meaning and the promise of an uncharted territory you were both eager to explore. Your interaction continued, a seductive dance of words and stolen glances. You felt captivated by the mystery that surrounded the enigmatic stranger, and said stranger seemed equally drawn to your fiery spirit. There was a palpable chemistry that simmered beneath the surface, threatening to ignite into something more profound. His voice reached your ears again, a low and melodious whisper;

"Seems like you have a taste for adventure."

Your heart raced in anticipation as you caught a glimpse of the dangerous smirk that was playing on his lips as he spoke to you.

"And you seem like trouble wrapped in mystery."

You shot back, your lips mirroring his own and stretching into a smirk, your words laced with playful challenge. A flicker of amusement danced in his eyes, and so you went on, your voice holding a hint of seductive allure.

"But.. maybe you're just the right kind of trouble."

The laugh that escaped his lips was enough to telltale on the fact that your words were working on him. It was undeniable that you had a great effect on him, just as he did on you. His sudden startlement paused you and your words died in your throat as his hand reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. His eyes seemed to follow the screen, a frown replacing the captivating smile he was gifting you from the moment your eyes locked. The presumable text he had received broke the spell both of you seemed to be under, and the strange man returned the phone in its prior place. When his eyes met yours again, they held the same intensity they did before, and maybe a hint of amusement, as if he was continuing your lighthearted banter from a few seconds earlier. Your breath hitched in your throat as he leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. He murmured a promise, a promise that hung in the air like a whispered secret.

"Until we meet again.."

And then he was gone, swallowed by the crowd and swallowed by the night.

You were left standing in the midst of the chaos, your heart racing and your thoughts consumed by the intriguing stranger. Your steps carried you further into the heart of the club, the rhythm of the music now intertwined with the rhythm of your own heartbeat once again. The search for your friends proved to be trickier than you had expected, but it didn't take long for you to rejoin them on the dancefloor, dancing beside them, your laughter mingling with the melodies that surrounded you.

As the night cradled you four in its embrace, you couldn't shake the feeling that you stood at the precipice of something extraordinary. Little did you know that this was only the beginning of your journey. A journey that would lead you into the depths of passion, self discovery, and eventual redemption. The allure of the darkness, the danger and the magnetic pull of the man you called a stranger would lead you down a path that held both ecstasy and agony, a path where the lines between right and wrong blurred, and where the power of redemption would be put to the ultimate test. A journey that would alter the course of your life forever.

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ichigopanhpff · 9 months

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When We Were Young

I'd been sitting on this one for a while. Honestly, I'm still feeling uneasy about this one, but I will post nonetheless!

I noticed a lot of first times are written with rose-tinted glasses on, which isn't bad. But I feel it sets an unrealistic expectation, like you have to make your partner(s) orgasm several times or something. And if you did/have, that's amazing. And of course, everyone's experience is different.

What I noticed some writers don't cover is how awkward it can be. Yes, it can be romantic and sensual, but many steps had to be taken to get to that point. Solid communication need to be established. It's important to talk with your partner(s) about your likes, dislikes and what you're comfortable giving consent to.

Consent is key. You've heard and read this many times, but I cannot stress how important this is. It lays the groundwork for trust and intimate connection. Not only are you trusting them with your physical body, you're entrusting them with your emotions and sensations to create a safe space to feel good with everyone involved.

I say everyone because a relationship is not always just between two people and I want to reflect that.

Enough with the PSA; let's get right to it! This one-shot takes place in the final timeline of TokyoRev and I've done my best to keep it spoiler free. Mitsuya and (Y/N) are 18-19. Some characters/events tie in with "Begin Again."

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It’s been nearly four years since Mitsuya and (Y/N) started dating.

What started out as a young and blossoming teenage love had now fully grown into a maturing and decadent flower.

They’ve seen through each others best and worst times, through Toman and their conflicts with Black Dragon and Tenjiku, every fist fight, hospital visit, last minute school assignments, and the rush of reckless youth; they were beside each other hand in hand.

Taking their relationship to the next level was something they kept an open conversation about; if they were honest with themselves, their raging hormones did not make this easy.

Were it not for Mitsuya’s promise to Jun, this would’ve happened a long time ago.

A very long time ago.

They started out slow with exploring each other’s bodies and reading articles in lifestyle magazines on their own time; they wanted to learn each other’s pleasure points, memorize every divot and curve, taste every inch of skin, ingrain the sound of their voice when aroused. Their warm, lingering touches on each other left them craving more every time.

When they tried oral, it was… not how the stories made it out to be in the magazines.

Mitsuya couldn’t find the balance between licking, sucking, and fingering. He couldn't find her clitoris and got close to it a few times, thinking that was it when he heard her voice change; he's also lost count the amount of times she yelped in pain from him trying to push his finger inside her too early when he thought she was wet enough; it was from his saliva, not her. The only thing he found in the end was a spot that made (Y/N) ticklish where she had to push him off because she was laughing too hard.

(Y/N) was too shy and not confident enough to try it because “it’s where your pee comes from” and opted to try a hand job instead; poor boy thought his girlfriend was going to rip it off with how hard she gripped and how fast she did it. Never in his life had he felt that raw and took nearly 3 days to recover. His loins felt like he had terrible rug burn.

Despite the open dialogue and experimentation, they were both still too embarrassed to be fully nude in front of each other.

There were nights where Mitsuya found himself mindlessly sketching out lingerie designs for his girlfriend to wear, some of which hardly left anything to the imagination. His face stained tomato red and had half a mind to rip it out of his sketchbook and throw it away. The lilac haired boy had to use every ounce of his self-control; his sisters were sleeping on the other side of the partition curtain. Safe to say, he hid that particular sketchbook way out of reach from his nosy siblings.

And there were times where (Y/N) found her mind wandering to what positions her boyfriend would put her in while pumping himself inside her. Feeling hot and bothered from her running imagination, she’d use her fingers to satiate her lust; though her boyfriend’s would probably feel much better if he didn’t try to rush it half the time.

They were caught in the middle of a downpour during their date one autumn day and took shelter under a random awning of a shop; unfortunately, the convenience store sold out of umbrellas from the early birds. Already soaked to the bone, the two made a break for it when the storm lightened up and made their way to her apartment. After shaking off their drenched jackets and brushing their respective locks from excess water, the two entered shuddering violently from the cold rain.

“Wait here,” (Y/N) instructed with audible shivers she tried suppressing in her throat. “I’ll get you a towel.”

Sliding open the storage closet by the bathroom, she pulled out a fresh set and threw a small one at her boyfriend to dry off before coming in. Revealing his lanky and toned torso after peeling his black oversized t-shirt off, she hastily grabbed the half soaked garment and wrung it out the best she could before hanging it up to dry in the bathroom. Mitsuya stepped in not long after and hugged her from behind to warm her trembling body.

“You’re shaking,” he mumbled in her ear, feeling his body quivering from the cold still. The warmth of his breath sent a different kind of senses down the nerves of her skin. “Wanna take a bath together?”

“You first,” she suggested. “I’ll take one after.”

“But it’ll save time and water,” he suggested with a small whine before pressing a warm, open mouth kiss on her cold neck while moving the wet, matted strands of hair out of the way. She leaned into the sensation and let out a small breath from her nose.

“As nice as that sounds…” she gasped out and turned to face him. “I doubt we’ll be doing much bathing.”

“I’m not seeing the problem here,” he lowly chuckled in his throat, his lavender gaze slightly darkened.

She gave him a nice, long kiss and pulled back before Mitsuya could do any more. Playfully biting on her bottom lip, she pushed herself off and took her damp top off to hang dry, revealing her bra to him before walking out of the bathroom.

“Really?” he huffed from frustration with his arms out in his half-excited state. “You’re gonna leave me hanging like this?”

“Yup.”

Releasing a dejected sigh, the lilac haired boy got to disrobing and hung the rest of his soaked clothing up before turning the shower head on to warm himself up and wash the cold off his skin. Emerging a few minutes later, he wrapped his lower half with a towel and found a dry set of his clothes on the floor; she cleverly disguised the reason as ‘something for her to have in case of weather emergencies’ when she just wanted to wear his clothes. Switching off, (Y/N) jumped in and let out a huge sigh of relief the moment the warm water hit her frozen body.

“I’ve revived,” she drawled contently, exiting the bath wearing one of his oversized t-shirts and entered her bedroom, where Mitsuya was splayed out flipping through one of her photography magazines. The sound of calm, steady rain fall could be heard from her closed window, the pattering of drops clacking loudly on the tin roof from one floor up.

“So that’s where that shirt went,” he looked up from the magazine with an amused smirk.

“It… conveniently made its way into my drawer,” she playfully fibbed and batted her eyelashes.

“Right…” Mitsuya drawled and rolled his eyes. “Like those three in your drawer there?”

“If you didn’t want me stealing your shirts, then don’t make ‘em so comfortable to wear.”

“I actually bought those, y’know,” he pointed out.

She faced him and put her hands on her hips. “It’s really your fault, Taka. I can’t sleep in anything other than your clothes anymore.”

“Really?” he mused with a cocked brow and a matching smirk.

“Your scent calms me,” she pouted and hid her blushing face by opening the closet. She took out her futon for the two of them to lay on. Even though their date was ruined by the rain, they could at least be cozy together.

Smoothing out the plush mattress, she patted it as an invitation for her boyfriend to join her. Lazily smiling with his signature half-lidded gaze, he closed the magazine and crawled to her side. Loosely wrapping his arms around her frame, she unfolded the blanket and draped it across their legs. She let out a content sigh and leaned her head into the lilac haired boy’s torso, feeling his body warmth envelop her with his cuddles.

“I’d say this makes up for the rain, yeah?” He kissed her cheek and nuzzled into the crook of her neck, making her chuckle.

“I think so.” She faced her boyfriend with a grin before wrapping her arms around his shoulders and leaned in to share lips. “How do you do it?” she softly asked.

“Do… what?” he asked with a quizzical look.

“How do you make it so easy for me to love you?” She pecked him on the lips and played with a few stray strands of his shoulder length lilac hair; he decided to grow it out after Toman disbanded. “You’ve spoiled me rotten for anyone else.”

“Are you implying there’ll be others?” he inquired with half-seriousness, making her softly laugh.

“I’d like to see them try prying me away from you.”

“Damn right. ‘Cus you’re all mine.”

Pulling her onto his lap, (Y/N) straddled her legs around Mitsuya’s waist. Threading his digits into her locks, he sighed into their kiss and deepened it by running the tip of his tongue on her lower lip. Their wet muscles openly danced as his hands roamed around her exposed thighs found themselves at the hem of her oversized shirt. Slowly pulling it off of her, he cast the top aside and gently traced every inch of her back with a shaky breath. His eyes drunk in the masterpiece sitting on top of him.

“Gorgeous…” he whispered and pressed a kiss on her collar bone and moved up to the crevice of her neck. She let out a soft moan and cradled his head gently, stroking his soft lilac strands around her fingers. His hands gently caressed her back and found them at her bra clasp; she felt him clumsily fumble with it and let out a small giggle.

“Need some help there?”

“… Yes.”

Giving him an endearing smile and a chaste kiss, (Y/N) got off of his lap and turned to show her back to him, revealing the two row hooks and demonstrated how they work together.

“There’s some that’s three rows, even four,” she explained. “But those are usually for larger chest sizes that need more support.”

“Those gotta be a pain to take off…” he noted.

“They’re a bigger pain to put on.”

Mitsuya reached out and gently unclasped her bra and softly ran his fingertips down the small of her back, sending goosebumps up her skin and arched up as an audible shudder escaped her. Pulling himself in, he peppered kisses along her lotus tattoo and proceeded to slip his fingers under her bra strap to remove it off her shoulders. (Y/N) immediately covered her chest with her arms, feeling exposed. His arms snaked around her waist and moved his hands up to gently knead the fleshy mounds, eliciting a soft moan and whimper from her. Her boyfriend let out a throaty groan and open mouth kissed her neck, sucking harshly on the skin and leaving red marks on her right shoulder. His index and thumb found her cold, pebbled nipples, giving it a firm pinch; she let out a small whimper and felt something thick and hard start to poke the back of her thigh.

“I want to see you,” he whispered on the shell of her ear.

Shyly turning around, her body trembled with nervousness as she let her arms down, revealing her plump breasts for Mitsuya to see. Her nipples were hard and excited from his previous touches mixed with the chill in the air from the rain. His soft, lavender gaze went dark and felt himself twitch as he sucked in a breath.

“So beautiful…” he whispered. Snaking his left arm around her waist, he pulled her into a searing kiss before gently laying her down on the futon and laced both his hands with hers as he hovered above. Slowly releasing, he looked into her eyes with love.

“We don’t have to do this if you don’t feel ready…” His left hand came up and softly caressed her cheek and kissed the top of her head.

“I am. Just…” Her right hand reached up and placed it on top of his. “Go slow, okay?”

Silently nodding, he took his t-shirt off, revealing his lithe and toned body. (Y/N)’s hands slowly trailed up, feeling each divot of his muscles on his stomach as he hummed with approval. He reached down and removed his shorts, revealing a very obvious protruding member in his black boxer briefs. Her eyes gradually widened with surprise.

“… Will that fit?” she haplessly blurted out and blushed, unconsciously clenching her legs together. Mitsuya snickered while she covered her face, reeling from humiliation.

“We’ll have to find out…” he chuckled and leaned back down to her lips after gently pushing her hands off her face. The lilac haired boy wedged his knee between her legs, feeling the pooling warmth from her panties. Mitsuya let out a throaty groan and trailed his lips down from her neck to latch onto her left nipple. (Y/N) softly gasped the moment she felt his tongue flick on the hardened bud and sucked on it; his left hand fondled her other breast, pinching it every now and then before switching off. She threaded her fingers into the strands of lavender, encouraging her boyfriend for more through soft sighs and hitched breaths, his name leaving her lips in tiny whimpers. His large right hand trailed down her side and languidly rubbed her inner thigh, trying to gain access her growing want.

She let out a surprised gasp and sighed when she felt the tips of two of his fingers slowly rub her clothed slit up and down. For some reason, she felt wetter than usual as her body naturally reacted to each of his tender caresses. Mitsuya released his lips from her nipple with a soft pop and focused his attention to her now drenched panties. Hooking his fingers on the sides to remove it, (Y/N)’s hands jolted up and grabbed his wrists in a fit of panic.

Was this really happening? Right now?

“Y-You first…” she meekly stuttered out as an attempt to stall.

Letting out a light sigh through his nose, he smiled at his girlfriend with understanding. He moved his hands to the waistband of his boxers instead and slowly pulled it down, freeing his now extremely erect cock hitting his stomach; his breath hitched from the sudden chill hitting his hot skin. The tip glistened with his pre-cum; a protruding vein ran up his shaft. He was lengthy with a good amount of girth.

“This… This is me,” he shyly murmured with a tint of pink blooming on his cheeks.

Unconsciously reaching up, she wrapped her hand around his length and gave it a light jerk, earning a soft, breathy moan from him. Unlike his hands, (Y/N)’s were soft and felt like he was melting into her touch with every languid stroke; she’s learned to go soft and slow after the last time. How many nights had he imagined her doing this to him instead of his own whenever his mind was clouded with lust? His hand immediately grabbed her wrist, stopping her movement.

“Sweetheart…” He swallowed hard and seethed at her touch, his deep gaze glossed over with desire. “As good as that feels, I don’t wanna cum just yet.”

“Is that all it takes?” she joked.

“With the way I am now, yes,” he confessed. “Besides…” He used his body weight and pushed (Y/N) back down, slipping his hand under her panties and took it off in one go, making her softly yelp in shock. “It’s your turn.”

The moment he did, she quickly clamped her legs shut, embarrassed by how turned on she was.

“Come on, love. Don’t be unfair…” he softly cooed out and rubbed soothing circles on her quaking thighs and trailed light kisses on it. He rested the side of his head on the outside of her right leg with puppy dog eyes. “I wanna see all of you.”

Hesitantly coming around, she relaxed and allowed her boyfriend’s hand to stroke across the expanse of her left leg to fully open them up. His deep lavender gaze stared down at her moistened folds with the warmth of need radiating from it. The tips of his left fingers teasingly trailed up to the inner parts of her thigh, making her whimper and muscles tighten. He let out a long, elated sigh the moment he made contact and gently stroked her labia with his middle and index fingers.

(Y/N) sharply inhaled and let out a broken, high-pitched squeal, squeezing her eyes closed. Her head tilted away while feeling her boyfriend’s fingers explore her most intimate spot, letting out shallow breaths as she tried her best to stifle her voice; the apples of her cheeks burning fiery hot. Mitsuya laid down beside her, feeling his stiff cock poke her from behind.

“Don’t be embarrassed,” he encouraged with a soft, baritone bass in his voice. “I wanna hear how good you feel.”

He peppered kisses down the back of her neck before sucking on that one spot that made her weak. Squelching sounds sharply bounced off the walls of her room as she breathlessly moaned his name. Mitsuya successfully found her clit and slowly rubbed it, making her breath hitch and body jolt from the sudden sharp, foreign sensation. His other arm slipped around her shoulder and fondled her left breast.

“So wet for me…” he praised and hissed from how excited his girlfriend was. Feeling her relax, he slowly slipped his middle finger inside her and gave a few test thrusts. He groaned at how her muscles tightly wrapped around his digit and pulsated in satiny warmth. (Y/N) felt her pelvis bucking into his touch and lightly rocked into his finger as lust and stray tears covered her eyes. His thumb found its way to her clit and flicked it in rhythm to his finger pumping in and out of her hole. Letting out a sharp gasp, her muscles tense up as she felt something hot build inside of her.

“Taka…” she whimpered, feeling her body get hotter and wetter. Her face flushed as she gasped for air while he continued. “I-It feels weird…”

“I read it’s supposed to make you feel really good…” he panted as he continued thrusting and rubbing in rhythm, feeling her insides clench tighter around him. “Let me make you feel good…”

She found her breath hitching in her throat as her back arched, her voice let out a strangled moan the moment she felt the tightly wound thread inside her snap. Mitsuya hummed with approval and languidly kissed her neck, sucking more dark spots on it as her pulsating muscles convulse around his drenched finger from her very first orgasm.

“Taka…” she whispered with moaning pants and broken cries while he slowed his strokes, her lower half still shaking and jerking from her release. “I wanna make you feel good too.”

Steadily removing his nectar-coated fingers with a squelch, Mitsuya brought it up to his lips and tasted how sweet she was. After licking his digits clean, he pulled her chin to him and let her taste herself on his tongue. Releasing in a daze, she stumbled to sit back up and pulled one of her mini desk drawers open to take out a condom they bought ahead of time.

“Nervous?” she asked with a quaking smile.

“Y-Yeah…”

“Me too.”

“Are you sure you want this?” he asked again for confirmation as he took the wrapped contraceptive from her; she softly nodded in confirmation.

“Taka, I’ve always been yours.” She kissed him tenderly and released, her stare darkened with carnal ardor and adoration. “There’s no one else I’d do this with.”

His heart leapt into his throat, enveloping his emotions in her words; he needed to show how much he loved and needed her now. Ripping the foil, he rolled the condom over his length, lightly hissing at the cold sensation of the lubricant touching his hot skin. Positioning themselves in missionary, the two stared into each other’s souls, their hearts pounding fast in their chest as their limbs shook nervously.

(Y/N) reached up to pull him down to capture his lips to relax. He rubbed the head on her slick folds; the two times he tried pushing into her, the tip popped back up from it being too slippery and nerves. She readjusted herself on the bottom and he successfully entered, letting out a long gasp as the head of his cock bullied its way in her. She gritted her teeth from the pressure and mewled.

“Hngh, so tight…” he grunted between breaths with his whole body shaking as he pushed in little by little. “Try to relax…”

“Easy for you to say…” she squeaked out, feeling herself stretch to Mitsuya. It was overwhelming and felt like she was being split in two. Her legs trembled as her hands vice gripped onto his shoulder blades like her life depended on it, her nails digging into his skin. Hot, crocodile tears streaked down her cheeks the moment she felt him bottom out, letting out a dry sob the moment she felt something pop inside. The pain was sharp and barely tolerable as she felt her thigh muscles squeeze and shake. They looked at each other, letting out light, shaky breaths from being connected body and soul for the very first time.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” her lover consoled and wiped away the stray tears that stained her cheeks, peppering light kisses on her face. “You’re… so soft inside,�� he moaned and rested his forehead on top of hers. His hands found solace on the sides of her head. “I feel like I’m gonna melt in you.”

“Don’t say something embarrassing like that while you’re in me!” she huffed out with reddened cheeks, still trying to breathe through the pain; he merely let out a breathless chuckle.

He clumsily crashed his lips on hers, completely drunk on the sensation of her body; his long lilac hair matted onto his now clammy skin, feeling his body heat rise from the new found erotic sensation of being forever connected to the love of his life. He did his best to stay still while his girlfriend adjusted to him. Gingerly shifting her legs to wrap around his hips, she gave him a chaste kiss on his lips.

“I think…” she swallowed thickly and sighed. “It’s okay for you to move now.”

Her boyfriend looked down to pull out a little and did a few shallow test thrusts before putting some more strength into it and softly moaned from feeling her clamp down on him with every move.

“Feels good… You feel so good… So hot,” he gasped out before capturing her lips with his again. Swallowing each other’s moans, her legs twitched while he plunged into her oasis sloppily.

Her breathing became erratic, gasping out his name through broken moans and felt something inside her break with a hot sensation. (Y/N)’s boyfriend stilled his hips as her stifled cries and throbbing velvety walls clenched around him. He watched her face contort between pain and pleasure as her back rounded from what he was doing to her, trying his best not to come on the spot.

“Taka…” she slurred out, feeling the contact high with blurry eyes and reached up to cup his face with her hands.

“Does it still hurt?” he asked with worry.

She slowly shook her head and flashed him a soft, convincing smile. “You can go a little… harder…” she bashfully muttered.

“… Are you saying this ‘cus you want this or for my sake?”

(Y/N) softly stroked his cheek with the pads of her thumbs and whispered, “I want it and I want all of you, Taka. You don’t have to hold back.”

As if under a spell, he dove down and fervently kissed her, the tips their tongues openly dancing as he started thrusting inside her again with vigor, their foreheads touching. His muscular arms tightly held onto her while hers wrapped around his shoulder while one of her hands weaved into his damp locks, lightly pulling on it from his rapture.

“More…” she moaned. “Deeper, love.”

Mitsuya thrust his full length into her with soft, guttural grunts and pants, the snap of his hips making the lewd, sticky sounds of their juices audible between their sounds of pleasure. Unable to hold back anymore, his hands gripped her hips as he sped up, the wet slapping of their skin getting louder and louder as her muscles clenched around his length. Uttering her name out like a prayer while chasing his release, his body stuttered and choked back a soft grunt as he climaxed, feeling her squeeze every drop out. Screwing his eyes close, he felt his warm seed exit in spurts and pool at the tip of his cock inside. The two caught their breath as her boyfriend gingerly reopened his eyes in a half-lidded state, dazed from his orgasm. Slowly pulling out, he hissed at the feeling of leaving her warmth, revealing the amount he came in the contraceptive. Carefully rolling it off of his now softening member, he tied it before wrapping it in a tissue to dispose of it later. Grabbing a few more sheets, he cleaned himself off before tending to his girlfriend.

She let out a light groan and turned to her side, feeling the soreness between her legs and panting. A light sheen of sweat covered their skin both from their lovemaking. Mitsuya gently pulled (Y/N) into a deep embrace, feeling her soft, supple flesh on his. The patters of the rain softened up from the downpour before.

“Was I too rough?” he asked with a look of concern, seeing her wince from discomfort when she readjusted her body for a better position to cuddle in. He rubbed soothing circles on her thigh as a way to alleviate her aches. She shook her head.

“You were fine,” she reassured and leaned into him to lazily kissed her boyfriend while smiling into it. “I read the pain’s common after.”

“Would a warm bath help?”

“It depends: are you joining?”

“If you’re inviting…” her boyfriend replied with a light chuckle and brought her left hand to his lips, kissing the ring on her left ring finger he gave her glimmering in the dimly lit bedroom.

“Don’t think we’ll get much bathing done,” she laughed.

“Again, I fail to see the problem here.”

Before they could continue their banter, the sound of jingling keys could be heard from the door. The two looked at each other with widened eyes, their breaths hitched in their throats from anxiety. (Y/N) glanced at the calendar on her desk and that sense of dread dropped into the pits of her stomach.

Her dad was coming home after 2 months.

And today was that day.

Oh. Crap.

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