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haruchuiyo · 1 year

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sleepy kisses

some sleepy kisses with ran haitani

content: fluff, requited love and more fluff and kisses.

word count: 1.7k+

bonten!ran haitani, gn!reader

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I wanna sleep.

You thought but tried to stay awake. Startling yourself awake when you feel how you were about to fall forward into the floor. Unbeknownst to you, a rather familiar tall guy with violet eyes watched you in amusement. His hands itches to help you up on a proper bed and let you sleep, but he just needs this little amusement going on a few seconds before he gets to help you.

You were startled awake once again when you feel arms wrap around your waist, you look up and even when half asleep, your heart flutters at the sight of the man you can’t stop thinking about. Ran grins at your half asleep state and you can’t help but grin back at him, mumbling out his name, which he found so cute he wants to keep you to himself.

“Wrap your arms around my neck, yeah?” He softly tells you which you nod at. Wrapping your arms around his neck, he lifts you up and then he pulls away one arm and places them below your thighs.

He is holding you bridal style, you hear a few chuckles behind you but pay no mind to it, cause you’re absolutely loving how comfortable it feels being held by him. You rub your face into his neck and Ran exhales quickly, cause you’re being undeniably cute. His heart flutters at the way you seem to subconsciously softly scratch at his nape.

This feels too natural.

But he loves it, he loves it so much he doesn’t want to let go of you.

He opens the door to his room, considering the small gathering is at his house. He approaches the bed and lays you down gently. You mumble something in your half asleep state, before you startle awake for the third time cause your arm was falling off the bed. You look up and see Ran looking at you with an amused face, he looks like he is holding back laughter and you huff softly which has him chuckling. He pulls at the cover from below you, and places it over you, tucking you in.

“Aren’t you gonna sleep?” Your voice is soft, Ran feels his heart pound harder against his chest. “Not now.” He softly answers, tucking away a strand of hair behind your ear. You hold onto his wrist as you nuzzle into his palm, letting out a content sigh of approval. His palm is warm against your cheek and soft, albeit little calloused which is equally fine.

“Why? Should I join you?” He asks, amusedly but also a little nervous of your reply. He do want to join you, holding you against his chest with his arms around you. You tucked against him as you both lay together on the bed.

You pull away from his palm to hide a little under the cover. You softly inhale and recognize the familiar scent of Ran. You take in the scent more. Which didn’t go unrecognised by the man of the scent himself. Ran wants to hold your pretty face and give you a kiss that will have you want more. And when he sees you slightly nod, he loses all his grip he had and lets out an exhale. And smiles at you.

He takes off his suit jacket, pulls on his tie to take it off. When he sees you pull away a little on the bed to make space, he sits on the bed, his heart pounding and pounding as he unbuttons his cuff sleeves and joins you on the bed.

Feeling like he should just go for it, since you’re already sharing the bed with him, he pulls his arm under you and pulls you in. You let out a slight gasp but regain your composure. You place your hands on his chest, slightly fisting his shirt.

And when he pulls you in closer, your heart can’t stop beating faster than it already does. You look up and see his cheeks tinted with a slight reddish color, all while looking at you.

“You look cute, you know?” He says which has you giggling, which makes him grin down at you. “You don’t look bad yourself.” You retort back softly, still feeling sleepy.

“Yeah?” He asks and you nod your head. He leans down closer to your face, planting his forehead against your own as he gently holds your face. He nuzzles his nose against yours, you feel his hold on you get tighter, which you do not complain at. You like this. Being in his arms, being held by the man that has your heart in his heart, which he doesn’t know.

But little did you know, that you already have his heart and all he wants to do right now, is give you a kiss. To feel your lips on top of his.

He stops nuzzling against you, before he leans in closer and his lips brushes against your own. You smile, which has him smiling too and he finally presses his lips on top of yours. It’s like time stopped completely the moment your lips touched his. The heart beats pounding even more against your chest and the flutter intensifying. Ran feels his heart flutter and he could only focus on the way your lips move against his own. How soft your lips feel against his mouth. And how all his senses are being invaded by you.

You fist his shirt even tighter and he uses his one hand to gently hold onto your face. This feels like a dream and you trace your hands up to his neck and gently squeeze his neck, as a way to tell yourself this is not a dream. You feel Ran smile against your mouth and you trace your hands further up his neck to gently tug on his hair, as a way to tell him to stop teasing you. He chuckles against your mouth and softly nips on your lower lip which has a soft gasp leave your pretty lips and Ran kisses the corner of your lips before he goes back to kiss you again.

The kiss is slow, chaste and soft. It’s like he is invading you completely, losing yourself to his soft mouth, kisses and his comfortable embrace. His grip on your face tightens ever so slightly, he presses his tongue into your mouth. Being attentive, Ran restrains himself. Wanting to know if you’re just as affected by him like he is by you.

The sensation feels overwhelming when you wrap your arms around his neck, he can’t stop the happy yet depraved moan that leaves his lips. Pulling and tugging him closer him, he trace both his hands down to hold onto your waist, pulling and tugging you in as well. He is not disappointed when he hears the soft whimper you let out when his hands goes below your shirt, his palms meeting your bare skin. Then he smoothly changes your position, so you were laid upon him, hovering as he was laid beneath you. You pull away to get some air.

Ran’s hair is tousled on the pillow beneath his head, his lips are red and cheeks flushed. He is panting as he looks at you with a glint to his eyes. You let out a short gasp when you feel him press you against him by gripping onto your waist. You hold onto his face and lean down to him, immediately his lips searches for yours and you place your lips on top of his.

His hair feels soft and silky in your grasp, you tug on it a little bit more making him lowly grunt against your mouth. Your lips feels smooth and soft against his own, perfect and sweet. He takes a glimpse of you mid kiss, to make sure you and this irresistible kiss isn’t a product of his imagination.

That has him kissing you harder, which has you letting out a needy whine into his mouth. He pulls you in closer, never getting enough of you and you tug on his hair more and more while his grip on your waist gets tighter.

He gently bites down on your lower lip, which has you humming in pleasure. “I thought you were sleepy.” He mumbles against your lips. You slightly shake your head. “Not anymore.” You mumble back. You whine while inching after his lips when he slightly pulls away, to pepper chaste kisses up your ear to your jaw to your neck, nipping on your pulse point.

You tug his face away from your neck and kiss him. He chuckles against your lips, loving how you’re equally desperate for him as he is for you. He is so glad he is alone with you right now, on top of him under his grip and kissing you. He couldn’t ask for anything better than you.

Ran lets himself get subdued in your kisses, you’re more vocal in showing your desperation for him, needy and desperate. Ran’s lips moves against yours in equal fervour, his sensations overwhelmed by you, the scent of you hypnotic beyond imagination. He sees your desperation slowly unravel, before you pull away panting. You giggle when he goes inching after more of your kisses. His lips brush against yours softly, as you feel his hands gently rub on your waist.

Both of you panting, needing oxygen as you look at each other before he nuzzles his nose against yours. This gesture feels so intimate, your heart almost feel like it’s skipping.

“I feel sleepy now.” You say breathlessly, making Ran grin at you. “Really, now?” He asks amused as you nod your head, smiling widely at him. He chuckles and hugs you closer to him. You bury your face his neck as he now lays you both sideways. He has his chin on the top of your head.

“Then I tuck you in.” He simply says, but his voice has a serious tone it which makes you giggle against his neck. “We are already tucked in, Ran.” You sigh, letting yourself melt into his embrace.

“I can still tuck you in, doll.” He softly says, kissing the top of your head. You hum in content, feeling drowsy. His soft stroking on your skin and his heartbeat against your cheek, has you feeling drowsier. You hear Ran mumble a soft ‘sleep well, baby’ before you fall asleep, content and safe in his arms.

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chochuuya · 5 months

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scenarios with tr boys!

that i hc suit them best.. part 2! (≖ᴗ≖ ✿)

note: there are only four scenarios in here, to read more go to part 1 ヾ( ˃ᴗ˂ )◞

characters included: shinichiro, draken, inui, baji, mitsuya, hakkai, kokonoi, kakucho, taiju, ran, kazutora, chifuyu, angry and takuya

imagine that your scooter or motorcycle died just when you’re on the way to s.s motors.

he always manages to turn your luck around, though. the fact that he would go a literal extra mile to come and help you— he’s just that kind of guy.

right now, he’s laughing at your defeat of trying to go further and pushing the vehicle with him.

he flashes a charming grin at you and lets you sit while he pushes. since when is he this strong?

“alright, hang on tight.” he takes off his jacket, playfully tossing at you. “keep that safe for me?”

what an annoying flirt.

SHINICHIRO, draken, inui

two beds.. or does the universe have other plans for you both?

“we’re gonna freeze to death.” he hits the air conditioning unit once more for good measure.

it relentlessly continues to create an artifical north pole into the motel room as he shivers and your teeth chatter.

you both could go home but.. your only transport (his motorcycle) went out of gas and it’s midnight.

he looks down at you, laying in your own bed with the covers pulled up to your chin. he gives you an apologetic look, as if this is all his fault.

“maybe we could conserve body heat?” he suggests. there’s two beds, but maybe one was the better solution.

you quickly nodded as you reach out your arms for him without a second thought. the cold was too much.

he climbs into your bed, his body instantly hugging you tightly, his arms wrapping around your back without hesitation as the blanket drape over your figures.

“n-next ti-time, we should bri-bring extra money when we go out!” you say as you quavered.

“noted.” he chuckled.

BAJI, mitsuya, hakkai

he spends money like water. for you especially.

this is the twentieth gift he has sent, except this time it’s from the man himself.

it had been a week since you two had a fight and you hadn’t spoken to him.

he’s been sending you gifts that you received but didn’t respond to, so this time he decided to come himself.

“can we talk? i want to apologize, okay? i’ve been meaning to all week but, i don’t know how.” he says when you finally open the door.

you take a good look at him, debating with yourself before deciding.

with a defeated sigh, you allowed him to enter your home. “okay, come on in..”

“thank you,” he says, smiling at you.

“now please tell me what i can do to make this right.” he pauses and then asks, “do you want another gift?”

you shake your head. “i don’t want another one, i just want you to be with me.”

his smile widens as he steps closer to you. “and i want to be with you too.”

“i know we’ve had our ups and downs these past few weeks, but i know we can make this work. just give us a chance.”

he gently takes your hand and presses it to his lips, kissing it tenderly.

girl.. you better forgive him, only you can make him this smitten for you.

KOKONOI, KAKUCHO, taiju, ran (more specifically bonten ran.. he gives me sd vibes)

the line in the store was unusually long and your legs are starting to turn to jelly.

when it is finally your turn to pay for your purchases, you were out of it for some reason.

“thank you for waiting, ma’am. i apologize for any inconvenience.”

you had to stare at the cashier for a good few seconds. you rarely come across men looking this good, you thought before snapping out of it.

“huh?”

“sorry for making you wait.” he smiled.

you just nodded, pressing your lips together feeling even more embarrassed now for not hearing him the first time.

KAZUTORA, CHIFUYU, angry, takuya

please do not steal, copy, translate, repost to other sites or claim my writings as your own. plagiarism is real!

the last one is canon bcs it happened to me in uniqlo.. it’s gonna haunt me for life now (⭑•͈ 𓎟 •͈ ) all likes & reblog are vv much appreciated! ♡♡

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pinkienoobie · 10 months

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● WHEN THEY SEE YOU CRYING ● TOKYO REVENGERS BOYS ● PART-2 ●

Characters: Takashi Mitsuya, Ken Ryuguji and Chifuyu Matsuno.

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Author note 1: There might be some grammatical mistakes.

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Click here to read part-1

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Takashi Mitsuya

You were looking at the mirror after having a bad day when tears started to roll down your cheeks. You covered your face with your hands, thinking about it made you tear up even more. You looked at the mirror again only to see your boyfriend looking at you. "baby?" he said sounding desperate. "Y-yeah?" you tried to hide the fact that you were crying even after getting caught. "Are you crying, don't lie to me" he came close and cupped your chin. "Mitsuya don't worry about me I am fi-" he kissed you as soon as you were about finish your sentence. "I know you had a bad day". "How do you know?" it was like he read your mind. "Just guessed it, now stop crying". He kissed you one more time and you two cuddled for hours.

Ken Ryuguji

It was like 1:00 AM in the morning and you couldn't sleep. You didn't realized a tear fell on your hand when you were overthinking everything. Your sobs woke Draken who was sleeping next to you. "Darling?" he said sounding sleepy. His half opened eyes widened when he caught the sight of you crying and immediately hugged you. "Y-y/n!? what's the matter darling?". He had never seen you crying before so he tried his best not to freak out. Will rub your back and say sweet things about you. "Sorry babe I woke you up". "It's alright, Don't worry about it". You kissed his cheek "I love you". "Love you even more".

Chifuyu Matsuno

You were very insecure about yourself you often had thoughts like "Is he gonna leave me?" or "Am I not perfect for him?". Your eyes filled with tears thinking about it when a knock came through the door. You wiped your tears with the long sleeve shirt you were wearing and opened it. It was Chifuyu, your boyfriend. "I missed you, Love" he said before kissing you. You wrapped your hands around him "me too". You to sat down on the couch but you noticed he wasn't saying anything and was staring at you. "Chi?" you asked. "Love...were you crying?". You paused for a movement wondering how he found out. "If there is anything troubling you, please tell me" he said getting closer. Hearing this you started crying again and he softly hugged you. After you stopped he listen to your insecurities and showers you in compliments. "Y/N, you are the most beautiful girl I have ever met and to me you are perfect". He then took you out for a night ride on his bike.

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at1nys-blog · 1 year

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The one that left

Pairing: Hanma Shuji x fem!reader

Summary: a little lie is the best option, even if it lets your, and Hanma's heart broken into million pieces

A/N: Tokyo Revengers spoilers chapter 188 I guess, sorry I don't remember the actual chapter but I know is before the Bonten Arc which starts at chapter 189 so yeah; made myself cry...

Masterlist

Shuji Hanma had a safe place, you. Everytime he had a problem, or he just wanted to stay away from whatever was gang's related he drove right at your place.

He would sneak in from the window of your room if it was too early, knowing your parents, read your dad, were still up; if it was in the midle of the night, like today, he would just knock on your front door, just like right now.

But today was different. Everything was, the plan he and Kisaki elaborated failed, Kisaki died, the police was after him now and your dad was the one answering the door.

"She is not home." he simple lied to the boy. Henma tried to get in, he couldn't believe you weren't home at that ungodly hour. "Boy, I said she isn't here." you father yelled-whispered to him.

"Why isn't she home? Is 4 in the morning?" he kept asking questions after questions. He hoped you were somewhere safe, maybe at your friend's house. He wished you were at your friend's house. "maybe she went to party?" he asked. "I can wait her inside. Can I wait her inside?"

You could hear the disperation in his voice, he needed you, he really did. You felt your stomach burn, your eyes started to water at the thought that you couldn't help him. You had to cover your mouth and bit your lips. I'm sorry Hanma, I'm very sorry. You told yourself, back against the wall of the living room.

"She will not be back any time soon, she has left Tokyo." you did not left the city, at least not right now you will tomoroww. I mean, in some hours.

"But... she didn't told me anything." he said, shock painted all over his face. Why didn't she told me? Was it something I did? Said? What? His mind was rushing to find an answer, something to make sense of your non comunications with him but nothing came to mind.

"Oh boy, you didn't notice did you? She tried to tell you but you were so caught up in your gang's stuff you never paid attention to her." said your father, you were silently sobbing now, the light of the tv the only source of illumination in the dark room. You had to suffocate a painfull scream to not let him hear you.

"I'm sorry to have bothered you, sir. It won't happen again" he bowed, wishing your father good night and then left. The man waited some minutes and then checked if he was gone from the parking lot of your apartament building. When he came back inside, you let out your pain, crying like a little kid that was denied a toy.

"Shh, shhhh, is okay my kid. I will never understand but I can tell you care for him too much." you kept crying in his chest letting it all out. "you just need to stay away from Tokyo so you can move on quicker." after that no one talked, not even your mother when he reached the two of you in the living room. She kept her distance, looking at you crying in your father's arms as you were 2 once again, and him stroking your back and hair assuring you everything was going to be fine.

You stop after some long minutes, too tired to keep crying and too tired to keep your eyes open any longer. Your father carried you in your room as when you were a little kid; tucked you under the blankets; kissed your forehead good night and left you sleep, wondering what were you going to dream in such a state. He hoped for nothing.

Unbeknowst to the three of you, Hanma Shuji was back in the parking lot, attention at your apartament wondering where you were now and what you were doing. Were you sleeping safe and sound? Were you having good dreams? If only he knew you were in your room, sleeping with a broken heart, as his.

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ykwrites · 2 years

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Random boyfriend texts- Hanma x reader smau

Pairing: Hanma x reader.

Rating: SFW

Warnings: Implied nsfw, guns mentioned.

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#hanma x you #hanma imagine #hanma smau #hanma x reader #tokyo revengers smau #tokyo revengers scenario #hanma scenario #hanma shuji smau #tr smau #anime smau #anime texts

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twindevilgang · 2 years

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Strings~

Pairing: Izana kurokawa x FemReader

Word count: 1.0k

Warning: angsty. That’s about I think

I’m finally back after my one month breather after tumblr deleted all my requests. I’ll probably open them again soon.

A sense of peace washing over Izana's body as he hears you play. Soft and delicately—fingered grazing over the strings. The notes engraved in your brain as you play each note correctly. Izana enjoys this. Enjoying you playing for just him and Kakucho— who listens from a distance—a soft smile painting his lips as he watches the one man he respects most, come at peace. Izana softly hums to the tunes he remembers by heart, having you play the same song over and over for him.

His purple hues glanced up at you. He glares at you softly as the song comes to an end.

“Y/n” his voice is harsh—but not too harsh to make you flinch out of fear. You hum in response. Not once bearing an eye at him as you kept your eyes on the guitar in your hands. Tightening and losing the tuning keys.

“Yes Izana?” You turn to look at him, through your eyelashes you can see him from. You hold back a chuckle.

“Play that for me again will you?”

“Please?” Kakucho snaps. Giving you an apologetic look at his friend's mannerless behavior.

“Of course” positioning the guitar against your chest once again, fingers placed right in the strings. You give the white haired man a soft smile “you don’t have to ask me twice”

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“Oh? What’s this?”

Izana came to your home unexpectedly.

Holding a long box wrapped in red wrapping paper with a lovely black bow on it. So when you opened the door he had shoved the box against your chest not saying anything as he entered your place.

“Open it and find out” that’s all he says.

Excitement runs through your veins as you unwrap the red paper off the box. You drop the lid of the box onto the table. Carefully taking the object off its place—as if it was a new born baby. You let out a breath you never knew you were holding as you examined it.

A guitar. A brand new one to be exact.

A tag was taped at the top of the head. As you opened it, it read:

Happy birthday! - From: Izana, Kakucho, Ran, Rindou, Kokonoi, Mochi, Mucho, Sanzu, Hanma, Kisaki and Shion!

You shook your head as you let out a laugh—one that echoed throughout your home. One that Izana enjoyed hearing. You make your way towards him with the gift in hand—stopping in front of him. He glanced up at you with an unfazed look. Let crossed over the other with his chin resting on his palm.

“This must’ve cost a fortune, yeah?”

“Not really, no.” Izana shrugs as you scuff.

Gently, you placed the guitar on the couch he was sitting on and leaned down. Arms wrapping around his shoulders. Now, Izana was never one for any physical contact with others except if his fist met their face, but for you he makes an exemption. He straightens his posture—hands on your waist as you lean down against him.

“Thank you. Really. I appreciate it”

You straighten yourself up, placing your palms against his tan checks gently. He hums—taking your right hand away from his cheek.

“Why don’t you play that song you alway play for me, hm?” He suggested. Playfully you roll your eyes, a smile forming on your lips as you grapple the guitar.

You sit on the floor, beside Izanas leg. Adjusting the strings a little before pressing the back of it against your chest.

“Whatever the king wants, the king gets”

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“Play for me one last before I leave”

Izana sits on the open stance on the couch beside you. Hanging your guitar and snatching away some papers from your lap. A demanding man he was really. But you’ve grown to just go with it because whatever Izana wants he gets no matter what it is.

“Please? Izana you're forgetting to say please, ``Kakucho says. You let out a soft laugh. Grasping the instrument from Izana grasp.

“You two have a brawl tonight, right?” You say before you start to play. Izana nods.

“Correct. Tenjiku will be going up against Tokyo manji”

Izana doesn’t say anything more as you hum. He grows quiet as you play the melody he so loves so much. Closing his eyes in a relaxing manner he leans back against the couch.

When you were done playing, he and Kakucho were already leaving. But you stopped Izana before he could leave through the front door.

“Hm?”

“Make sure you win that fight. Or else I’ll have to stop playing for you. Ya got that kurokawa?” You tease. Izana frowns.

“Trust me you won’t stop playing for me until the day I die”

“Hm. I’ll take that as a promise”

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The sweet melody echoed through the small little garden. With the same song Izana loved to hear.

That night was a lie. He lied to you when he stepped out the door of your own home. Or maybe he was right. But for the most part you liked to think he was correct and kept his promise because Izana doesn’t like to see himself as a liar.

But he wasn’t correct about you. He told you that the only way you’ll stop playing for him, was when he died. Oh how he was wrong about that. You still played. Played for him at least. Thinking that, at the grave you made for him, he's sitting right next to you just enjoying you playing that damn song he had always requested. Sitting down right next to you, in peace. And every damn time you finished that stupid song, you’ll find yourself wiping away sorrowful tears with the sleeves of your sweater. Or maybe he’s wiping them away for you everytime the wind starts to pick up. You’ll always laugh at that thought of yours.

“Well, Izana . Hope you enjoyed me playing for you. And hey, maybe sooner or later you’ll force me to play for you again.”

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authorluvgxbby · 2 years

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Hello! Can I request for some headcanons for the tr boys as what type of partner are they in a group project? (If you can sneak in sum romance that would be nice hehe) Thanks in advance and have a good day! (｡♡‿♡｡)

A/N: heyyy luv, thank you so much for the request! Here's some headcanons of tokyo revengers boys as what type of partner they are in a group project. I hope you like it, enjoy!

Characters: Mikey, Draken, Baji, Chifuyu, Nahoya

Mikey

He would be the type to sleep throughout the whole class and then when he gets paired with you, he’d ask you to re-explain what the teacher was talking about for the project.

He’d most likely be assigned a history project with you.

Right off the bat, Mikey made it clear that he wasn't going to help with the project at all due to his utmost hatred for history. So, you decided you had no choice but to drag him to the library with you everyday after school. And, as a result, Mikey would ditch school early so he'd get out of having to go with you.

When Draken caught wind of why Mikey was ditching school so early, he would drag his short ass back and make him go with you because he felt sorry that you were dealing with his childish behavior.

As expected, you ended up being stuck doing most of the work while he entertained himself with asking you a bunch of pointless questions as to what you were doing (he would eventually get bored from the project and became more curious to ask questions about you).

Despite getting stuck with all the work, you worried about him getting a bad grade, so you decided to exploit bribe the little slacker with the promise of Taikyaki. If he didn’t follow through with the promise of doing at least some sort of work, you had threatened to throw the tasty treat out or eat it right in front of him. “Ok, ok, ok! I’ll help! Please don’t do this- 🥲”.

He was the type of partner to get historical dates and events mixed up and you'd have to explain the order of what came first and what not. Meanwhile he'd sneak a few glances your way, not even listening to your explanation.

Whenever you guys would take a break from working, you’d accidentally fall asleep and Mikey would gently poke at your cheek to wake you up, but would end up just silently watching you sleep before dozing off next to you.

If you two were working with other members, I feel that he would get a little possessive of you overtime and try to do everything in his power to keep your attention on him, even if it meant getting on your nerves or sabotaging the whole project.

Draken

The two of you would be working on a literature project.

He’s the type of partner that won’t say anything unless you say something to him first.

He’s the kind of partner that will roll with whatever you have planned for the project. If you two are working in a group with other members, he’d just listen and agree with what you guys suggest since he doesn’t have much to contribute.

He has a pretty good idea of what is going on as apposed to how to start things off, so he usually turns to you for help.

If you are too shy or nervous to ask the teacher questions, he’ll be happy to do it for you (idk why but I feel like most literature teachers are so strict or intimidating).

When you both are working, he makes sure that you take breaks because he doesn’t want you to overwork yourself.

During breaks he’ll go out to a nearby store and bring back food for the two of you to eat (he’ll mainly do this if he noticed you haven’t been eating much too) and if you refuse, he’ll insist that you at least take a bite of something or he’ll simply feed you himself.

When you would be so engrossed on practicing to present the project, he would watch you with a small smile and after you were done he’d ask you to do it again and make up a random excuse just so he can listen to you talk.

If you are particularly fond about a certain topic he’ll ask questions he knows the answers to just so he can egg you on and watch your face light up as you ramble about what you plan to do for the project’s topic.

Baji

Poor boy had gotten a math project after just the first week of school 😭

Baji is the type of partner that is known to be the weakest link if (especially working in a bigger group) and when you got paired with him, you instantly wanted to change partners, but he begged you to be his partner not just for his sake but for his mother’s as well since he couldn't afford to fail another class.

You decided stick with him and just give him easier parts to work on so if he were to somehow screw something up, it would be easy to fix later.

When you guys took a break for lunch after working on the project, you saw Baji light a car on fire while eating yakisoba. Ever since then, you’ve made it a habit to always carry food in your bag so he won’t do it again.

Baji is the type of partner that gets moody when he doesn’t understand what’s going on or how to fix something, so when he gets like that it is up to you to help him. If you worked with other group members, I feel like they'd be too scared to help him when he throws a tantrum so they'd come to you to help calm him down.

He secretly loves it when you help him fix a problem or mistake, especially when you go so far as to physically guide him in some way. Most of the time, he’d mess up on purpose or throw a tantrum just so he can relish in the extra help and attention you are giving him.

When he sees other classmates trying to sabotage your hard work, best believe he’s breaking at least a few bones.

Chifuyu

The both of you would be working on an anatomy/lab project.

He’s the type of partner that would wait until class was over so he could give you an excuse to exchange numbers for “project related purposes”.

He would be suprisingly good with writing reports and labs, while you dissected stuff.

He was definitely the partner that gagged as he watched you cut the specimen open.

If both of you didn’t want to dissect the specimen, you guys would settle for rock, paper, scissors as to who has to cut it open.

Chifuyu loves animals, so as he watches you dissect the specimen all he can think about is Pete J. (When he goes home he cries while hugging Peke J.)

He would find your fascination with dissection creepy, but he’d find it cute if it meant seeing you happy and excited.

I feel like he’d be the type to complain to the teacher why you guys got a 95 instead of a perfect score.

Nahoya (Smiley)

You two would be assigned partners for a chemistry project/lab.

Throughout the whole project he would flirt with you and tease you with cheesy puns and pick up lines.

“It’s obvious we have great chemistry together, that’s why we were assigned as partners, don’t ya think?”.

Always complained that you were too uptight and needed to let loose.

When you stressed so much over the deadline or that you might’ve missed a step in the instructions, he’d comfort you by making jokes and keep up a positive mindset to not not worry over small things.

When you had invited him to work on the project reports in the library, he had been staring at you for the past hour with smirk on his face, completely uninterested in working. When you had finally met his gaze he said, “Don’t mind me, I’m just enjoying’ the view~”. (he teased you for the rest of the day and both of you had gotten nothing done afterwards).

If you two had an extra member added to your group, he’d get jealous and fight with the newcomer over your attention behind your back.

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Chifuyu Matsuno | 26 | PET SHOP OWNER | 5’6 | LOYAL

Jokingly entering a lottery for a luxury couple’s cruise, you were surprised to receive a notification saying that you were the lucky winner! You now have to find a “spouse” for the trip. You’ve considered your friends, but all of them probably have commitments already. And then on the day of the cruise, Chifuyu greets you with flowers. He was so much cuter and in front of you. You settled into your luxurious cabin and began the journey.

On your first night, you tried the fancy dinner aboard the ship, shared your favorite dishes and chatted about your childhood memories associated with food. It struck you when he mentioned he was formerly a gang member, as he certainly did not look like one. you also bonded over your shared love of animals and memories of having owned pets as children, while Chifuyu told you all about the interesting things about these pets.

You also enjoyed a masquerade ball; Chifuyu was not the best dancer but he was so gentle with his movements. He was nervous at first, unsure how to navigate the party, but with your guidance and reassuring touch, he gradually relaxed and even started to enjoy the activity. You took the lead, taking him to the rhythm. With your hands on his shoulders and movements in synchrony with his, you glided across the dance floor, lost in the music and in each other's company just like dinner. Chifuyu was impressed by your confidence and grace on the dance floor. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and admiration for that.

After a long day of exploring the ports and enjoying the activities on the cruise, you decided to unwind at the couple's spa. On the way there, the two of you even came up with a fake love story in case the masseuse asks— you were high school sweethearts. Inside the spa, you settled into adjacent massage tables, holding hands and enjoying the deep tissue massages that the spa offered. The oil worked its magic onto your bodies, and you turned to Chifuyu, who seemed to be holding his laughter from being ticklish. You smiled at him and chuckled as you made eye contact, letting him know that you didn’t mind. You couldn't help but notice Chifuyu's toned body. His toned back and arms were on full display, you felt yourself being attracted to him in a way you hadn't been before.

As the week went on, you and Chifuyu continued to learn more about each other while also participating in the cruise activities, all while pretending to be a couple. By the end of the cruise, Chifuyu couldn't deny the connection he felt with you, and he was surprised by the depth of his feelings for someone he had only just met. It was then that he realized that despite being the one who was rented for the vacation, it was he who truly rented your heart. So when you visited his pet shop, he couldn't deny the connection you had and was happy to see you again. It’s against the rules of the rent-a-boyfriend services, but he does not need that anymore and so do you.

Baji Keisuke | 26 | VET | 5’9 | TSUN-TSUN

As you prepared for your family's Christmas trip, you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Your relatives were constantly badgering you about finding a partner, and the pressure to conform to their expectations was starting to wear you down. That's why when you heard about a service that could provide you with a pretend boyfriend, you saw it as the perfect opportunity to get your family off your back and enjoy the trip without the constant constant nagging.

When you met Baji, you were surprised at how charming and easygoing he actually was. He was exactly the kind of guy your family would approve of, and he was happy to play the role of your boyfriend. Both you and your family were struck by how handsome and charming he was. His tall, lean figure and stunning eyes made him look like a model, but his warm smile and how gentle he was with your family made him seem accessible and likable.

You found yourself growing nervous as the time went on, but Baji was quick to pick up on your discomfort and put you at ease. He asked questions about your family and interests, and he made you a drink before settling into your room for the night. Baji then joked and laughed about things your parents have told earlier, making sure to give you a sense of ease and comfort with him. After all, you will be going on a trip together. You knew that you were both putting on an act, but you couldn't deny his potential of being an actual partner.

So the trip began, Baji proved to be a great choice. He was friendly and outgoing, easily striking up conversations with your relatives. He quickly became a favorite especially to the children in your family, who were drawn to his playful nature and witty banter. He spent time playing with them, telling jokes and stories, and generally being a fun and engaging presence. He was so good at interacting with the children that they started calling him "big bro Baji". He simply made a positive impression on everyone. He even went out of his way to compliment the cooking and offer to help with luggages, and making sure that everyone was taken care of, especially you, even if it meant putting himself in second place.

On the last day of the trip, you find yourself wondering how he was so good at handling family members, and he was more than happy to explain that he had a close relationship with his own mother growing up. He also said that in his career, he had come to see his animal patients as members of his own family. He described how he would take the time to get to know each animal individually, talking to them in the veterinary clinic and taking them out to play and explore. He told you that he believed that the key to understanding and connecting with other beings was to see them as unique individuals, just like people.

You did miss Baji after the trip. He had made such an impact on your family members, especially the children, that he was brought up in conversations even after he was gone. Your parents asked about him, and his absence was noted by the young ones who had grown so fond of him. You found yourself thinking about him often and wondering what he was up to. The trip had been such a special experience for you, and you felt grateful for the time you had shared together. Even though your relationship had been temporary and arranged, you found yourself wishing that you could see him again and continue your connection. So when you called him up for a “rental” again, it was to your surprise when Baji answered with “Don’t worry, this one’s on me.”

Hanma Shuji | 28 | PHOTOGRAPHER | 6'4 | DAREDEVIL

You have been struggling to keep your ex-boyfriend at bay. Despite repeatedly asking him to leave you alone, he would still find a way to contact you, whether through social media or by showing up at your workplace or at your apartment. You were worried about the situation and wanted it to stop, so you decided to hire a pretend boyfriend to make your ex-boyfriend back off. You chose Shuji Hanma, a 28-year-old photographer with a charismatic and handsome look. He also had a rebellious streak that made him perfect to play the role.

Hanma's stylish motorcycle added to the spectacle of his arrival at your apartment. As you rode away, you noticed that your neighbors were staring, probably wondering who the mysterious man on the motorcycle was. It was the same case when you arrived at your workplace, your colleagues were equally curious about the identity of the mystery man who waited for you at the lobby.

Hanma was engrossed in his work in the lobby, concentrating on editing his photos on the computer screen. He noticed the faint sound of footsteps approaching. The sound grew closer, and Hanma looked up to see your ex-boyfriend walking towards the seats. Hanma was not impressed, and he almost immediately approached him. “Hello, I'm Shuji Hanma. You are…?”

“Uhm, Touri—desu.” He was confused, but shook Hanma’s hand anyway, which he regretted… Hanma’s grip was undeniably strong, which turned his skin to crimson. “You new here, huh?” Hanma tried to remain cool. “Eh, not exactly.” The guy shrugged, and Hanma scoffed and took his belongings. “Well, I'll be on my way.” He headed to the receptionist and spoke loud enough, “Good afternoon, can you please deliver a message to my girlfriend, Miss [ L / N ]? I have our lunch~” This was enough to grab your ex’s attention, and he was visibly confused and angered.

Hanma immediately escorted you off the elevator when you arrived, letting you know of your ex’s presence as he protectively put an arm around you. Which seemed to work, because he was only angrily standing there with a piercing glare. Hanma was inarguably intimidating with his fierce eyes and tall height. As you sat together for lunch, you couldn't help but smile to yourself. You knew that your ex-boyfriend was watching from a distance, witnessing you having a wonderful time with another man. Hanma also appeared to be enjoying the situation, and he kept up his loving and affectionate demeanor throughout the meal, like Hanma taking your hand and kissing it, feeding you, and simply looking like a real couple. When in reality, you were also talking about your day so far and telling each other about the usual get-to-know topics.

After you walked out the restaurant together, your ex stepped forward and started yelling about how you could move on and replace him. “And with this twig?! Come on [ Y / N ], is this the best you got?” He chuckled and attempted to reach your arm. As he continued his tirade, Hanma lost his patience and punched him in the face. You were shocked at your pretend-boyfriend's sudden burst of violence, but you had to admit that it was somewhat satisfying to see your ex take a hit. Hanma quickly pulled you away from the scene and kicked your ex’s stomach. “Who’s the twig now? If I see your face again, I'm going to break every bone in your body.” He spat and then led you back to your apartment.

Once you were inside, Hanma apologized for his behavior and assured you that he only wanted to protect you. Still a bit shaken, you knew that Hanma had been there for you, and he did his role perfectly. You forgave him for resorting to violence and appreciated how devoted he had been to you with a generous tip, to which he answered, “I’m not leaving without making sure that guy never comes back.” You were taken aback when he took a seat on the couch by your front door. “And don't worry about the rent thing ♡” He winked. You were pretty sure he just enjoyed beating your ex, but you got yourself a pretty damn good fake boyfriend/guard dog.

Rindou Haitani | 30 | CLUB OWNER | 5’8 | GENTLEMAN, BUT A LITTLE NAUGHTY

You were feeling a bit down about attending the wedding of a college friend without a plus one. Your friends were all in loving relationships, and you were tired of being the odd one out. Rindou was intrigued by the request and quickly agreed. He looked forward to the opportunity to spend the evening with you and to help you feel less awkward.

Rindou was a stickler for presentation, so he took it upon himself to choose an outfit that would make you feel confident and comfortable. He asked you about the theme of the event, the colors of the invitations, and any personal style preferences you had. Using this information, he was able to find a perfect ensemble for the evening.

When you arrived at the venue, you felt a new sense of confidence. The dress that Rindou got tailored was a perfect fit, and the shoes made you feel taller and more sophisticated. You knew that you looked good, and that made you feel even more comfortable mingling with the other guests. Rindou had been right, the outfit had boosted your confidence, and it showed while he was happily your arm candy. As you continued to make your way toward the main event, Rindou couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity with the place. He quickly realized that he was one of the co-owners of the venue, and had completely forgotten to mention it to you. He felt a bit sheepish about the oversight and did not make a big deal out of it.

However, it did come back to bite him in the ass later on. “Mr. Haitani?” The groom took notice of his presence when the couple visited your table. “Pleasure to meet you, I did not see you on the guest list. What a surprise!” They shook hands. “My girlfriend is here with me.” He smiled and held you closely. “You didn’t tell us that your boyfriend owned the venue, [ Y / N ]-chan!” WHen the bride said that, it seemed that the other guests on the table now seemed more interested in you. “How did you meet?” “Is there a ring yet?” It was a bit of a shockwave to you and your friends. Suddenly it seemed as though they were all more interested in you than they were before, and you felt a tinge of discomfort, which Rindou easily picked up on.

“Oh, shut up…you won’t even talk to her two minutes ago…” Rindou scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Wanna ditch?” You were touched by his offer, and gladly accepted. You needed a break from the endless talk about your friends' relationships, and it was nice to have a place to escape to for a little while. Rindou took you to the bar of his brother’s hotel nearby, where you were able to enjoy your own night just by yourselves without having to impress people who you barely know anymore. “Sorry for not telling you sooner, it was exactly what I was trying to avoid…” Rindou knew his way around a bar, and you found yourself in the perfect spot with him at your side. He explained the menu items and suggested a few different drinks that he thought you might enjoy, making sure to cater to your tastes. You felt grateful for his attention, and you appreciated how much effort he was putting into the conversation.

As you sat at the bar, you found yourself opening up more than you ever thought you would. You talked about your job,hobbies, and even a little bit about your past relationships. Rindou was a great listener, and he made you feel comfortable enough to share details that you had never told anyone before. You loved the fact that even though he was a complete stranger, he was genuinely interested in your life and experiences. While he also had a fair share of stories, especially the reason behind joining the rental services despite being a wealthy businessman… Rich people get bored sometimes too, you know…

You felt like you had known Rindou for much longer than just one evening. You couldn't believe how quickly the time had passed, and you found herself wishing that the night could go on forever. As they closed down the bar and left the reception, Rindou walked you to the suite he offered, and you found yourself wishing that you had the courage to ask him if he would like to see eachother again…

Ran Haitani | 31 | CLUB OWNER | 6'0 | BOLD

You have been using your “fiance” as an excuse to get out of uncomfortable situations or company gatherings, but now you are facing a dilemma. Your boss was hosting a company outing, and you knew that you couldn't use the same excuse again because he personally invited “your fiance”.

Thinking quickly, you reached out to Ran and asked him to play the part of your fiance for the whole trip. You were relieved when he agreed, knowing that he was the perfect person to accompany you to the event. Ran was charming, charismatic and extremely meticulous so you knew he would be able to sell the "fiance" ruse perfectly.

Ran likes to live life to the fullest, and he's not afraid to splash out on extravagant things. He's handsome, wealthy, and he has a way with the ladies. “You wanna make this more believable? I’ll take you on a date before our flight ♡” He took you to the finest restaurants and their club, and he insisted on paying for everything. He bought you clothes to bring to the trip, and you took a lot of photos together to show around. And he of course did not forget the fiance scheme and took you to Cartier for ring shopping. You were surprised by Ran's opulent lifestyle, but you were also drawn to his confidence and charm. He's not afraid to take risks or to try new things, and you feel like you can learn a lot from him.

On the day of the flight, you pulled up at the airport in his luxury sedan, dressed to the nines that truly made you look like the real deal. Ran was a smooth talker and a natural flirt, and he made you feel like the most important person in the world. And being the actor that he is, Ran smoothly introduced himself to your boss and colleagues. But you only gave them a glimpse of your ruse, because Ran had bumped your seats to first class where you praised each other for your acting.

During the trip, you were treated like a queen by Ran. He was always making sure your needs were met and that you were comfortable. He would hold your hand in public, carry your things, and go out of his way to make sure you were comfortable and well-cared for. You liked the way he whispered sweet nothings in your ear, and the way he looked at you with a sparkle in his eye. You were constantly getting compliments on your clothing, accessories, and your perfect “fiance.” You knew it was all just an act, but you couldn't help but enjoy every minute of it. Ran was way too good.

One night, you and Ran spent the evening soaking in the bathtub on your hotel balcony, surrounded by the sounds of the sea and the stars sparkling above you. He uncorked a bottle of the finest champagne, enjoying the bubbly beverage as you talked about your actual lives. You took the opportunity to let loose and talk trash about your co-workers. Ran laughed and poked fun at their annoying habits and quirks as well, bonding over your shared experiences. Ran was a natural storyteller, sharing stories from his past and his dreams for the future.; while You were fascinated by his adventures and insights. In turn, you talked about your own hopes and dreams. Ran listened intently, offering advice and support where needed. The conversation flowed effortlessly, with no awkward silences or forced conversation.

Ran was a true professional, and he played his role as your fiance flawlessly throughout the trip. He remained attentive and gave you affection in front of everyone. You were impressed by his commitment to the bit and his ability to seamlessly slip into character and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for him. He made you feel like you were the most important person in the world, and you were touched by his thoughtfulness and attention to detail.

You were seriously moved by Ran's dedication to the role, even as you said goodbye. He had played the part with such natural grace and ease that she had almost forgotten that it was all an act. You were grateful for his commitment to the bit and his attention to detail, and you enjoyed the fact that you had someone during the trip. “Come on, I can’t keep these.” With his gifts in your hands, you insisted. Of course, you could… But you thought it was polite to offer. Ran’s answer intrigued you, though… “Of course you can…” He chuckled and opened the door of your home. “We still have that wedding, right?” He winked and kissed your forehead before seeing his way out.

Shinichiro Sano | 36 | BIKE SHOP OWNER | 6'0 | CHIVALROUS

You had grown tired of your friends' incessant efforts to set you up on blind dates, with stupid college boys to make matters worse. You appreciated their well-meaning efforts, but you simply weren't interested in pursuing romantic relationships. And so you decided to seek the assistance of Shinichiro, hoping that his chivalrous disposition would be enough to convince your friends to lay off.

You decided that for the cover to be believable, you would need to go on a date with Shinichiro before hard-launching him to your friends. You also made sure that he was comfortable with playing the role and that you had a good rapport, but you had no idea what to do for your very real fake date. However, Shinichiro took the matter in his own hands and insisted you did not have to move a single joint.

You and Shinichiro arrived at the cafe of the main deck in Tokyo Tower, which offered breathtaking views of the city's skyline. You were seated at a corner table, giving a clear view of the vast expanse of lights and skyscrapers. It was a dreamy and romantic setting, enhanced by delicate table settings and soft music playing in the background.

Shinichiro treated you to a multi-course meal, where you savored a selection of traditional Japanese food. They were exquisite and perfectly prepared, and you couldn't help but be impressed by Shinichiro's good taste. You talked about everything and anything, from your childhood memories to your ongoing endeavors. Shinichiro was a good listener and made sure to ask thoughtful questions, ensuring that the conversation flowed smoothly. You were honestly impressed by his openness and genuine interest in you, and you found yourself sharing things that she had never shared with anyone else before. The conversation was so engrossing that you lost track of time, and it felt as though you had been talking for hours.

However, the motorcycle race of his little brother's team, "Top of Manji," was an exhilarating experience. You marveled at the skill and precision of the racers as they raced around the track at high speeds. Shinichiro's passion for mechanics was palpable, and he explained the intricacies of the race in detail. You were moved by his enthusiasm and felt grateful to have had the opportunity to share in such a unique experience, and it was genuinely warm to listen to Shinichiro talk about something he really loved.

And so the day arrived and you invited your friends for dinner at a restaurant you and Shinichiro had found, a Japanese izakaya that you thought they would enjoy. You had made a reservation for a medium table in the middle of the restaurant, where you would be surrounded by the lively atmosphere. After greetings and pleasantries, you finally introduced your friends to Shinichiro, revealing that he was your new boyfriend. They were all visibly surprised by the revelation, but Shinichiro turned on his charm, making small talk and engaging in witty banter with your friends. He was so natural at it, making everyone feel comfortable and included. You couldn't help but smile, feeling grateful for his presence and for the support he had shown you thus far.

Shinichiro was very affectionate towards you, making sure to pay attention to your needs and feelings. He cut your food, poured your drinks, and wiped the side of your lips. And as the evening wore on and the temperature dropped, he took off his jacket and casually offered it to you. It was relieving to see that your friends were starting to warm up to Shinichiro. They were impressed by his chivalry, intelligence, and sense of humor.

As the evening went on, she and Shinichiro grew more comfortable with each other, exchanging smiles and sharing inside jokes. Although your friends were initially skeptical about Shinichiro at first, however, as they spent more time with him, they began to see what she saw in him. They noticed his chivalrous nature and how he treated you with “love and respect”. They were impressed by his ability to hold a conversation and how engaging he was. They praised you for finding a good boyfriend and expressed their support for your relationship. This made you feel touched and felt grateful for their encouragement.

Shinchiro was an older man, but he carried himself with a youthful energy that was contagious. He had a kind heart and a charismatic smile, making it easy for you to feel at ease with him. He was a gentleman, always using polite language and good manners, but he also had a bit of mischief in him. He loved to make jokes and banter with you, and he always had a twinkle in his eye that made you smile. The dinner was a hit, and you were thrilled to see your friends enjoying themselves so much.

Maybe it was the fact that Shinichiro was older than the guys you previously dated and even older than yourself, but you actually enjoyed the extra attention and care that Shinichiro gave, as compared to your previous dates. You found yourself beginning to fantasize about having a real boyfriend like him, who would pamper and take care of you in the same way. It was a nice feeling to have someone who seemed to genuinely care about you, and you were grateful for the experience of dating him, even if it was just a temporary arrangement. Or will he allow it to remain that way?

Wakasa Imaushi | 36 | GYM OWNER | 5'3 | NONCHALANT

Wakasa Imaushi was the perfect person for your plan to win back your ex. He was charming, confident, and seemed to know how to treat a woman. Your plan was to make your ex jealous by spending time with Wakasa and having you paint a picture of a perfect couple.

He was impressed with your predictions on the whereabouts of your exes, and he was always ready to hop on your antics. Wakasa was a natural at billiards, while you considered yourself to be a bit of a novice. Despite this, he was patient with you and taught you the basics, guiding you through each shot. As you played, you stood closely together, with his hand on your back as he showed you how to grip the cue. As you finished up your game, you noticed your ex watching you from across the room, clearly jealous of the attention Wakasa was giving you. This only seemed to fuel Wakasa's desire to treat you like a princess, and up his game for your next “dates”.

As you waited outside your office building, you spotted Wakasa pulling up on a sports bike. It was obviously a labor of love for him, and it was clearly a statement piece— beautiful paint job, modifications, and powerful engines. He even got you your own helmet, and as you took a seat on the back of the bike, Wakasa revved the engine and took off down the road. You couldn't help but notice the looks of envy and jealousy from your ex-partner. You had always admired his bike, which was pretty decent, but Wakasa's was on another level. It was entirely his idea, knowing that it would take a hit on your ex’s ego. Which was right— he couldn't help but feel jealous of Wakasa and his newfound ability to make you happy and sent you a pretty petty text later on that day.

You eagerly showed Wakasa the text from your ex, and his reaction was everything you had hoped for. His expression turned into a proud smirk, and he leaned in closer to you as he read the text. You felt a sense of joy knowing that she had the upper hand in the situation and that your ex was feeling a sense of jealousy. No one could even see the two of you right now, but you were hanging out together in his gym, seemingly having a blast together. As part of your workout routine, Wakasa finds himself beginning to focus on helping you train, providing guidance and assistance as you lift weights. He was attentive and supportive, helping you with your form and demonstrating proper technique. Wakasa found himself enjoying the process and the feeling of coaching someone. You appreciated his guidance and support, and she felt a sense of satisfaction as you lifted heavier weights than you've ever had before…

“Don't fall in love with me, [ Y / N ]...” He made eye contact with you through the mirror as he held your waist. “Shut up.”

One particular day when you got off early at work, you and Wakasa found yourselves on a night out at his favorite drinking place, sipping drinks and enjoying each other's company. As they sat in the dimly lit bar, their conversation grew more intimate, personal, and playful, laughing and teasing each other. With the alcohol flowing, your inhibitions began to slip away, and before you knew it, you were locked in a deep, passionate kiss while you sat on his lap.

You were both surprised by the spontaneous kiss and felt your heart racing as you and Wakasa shared an intimate moment. “You’re making a mistake.” “Probably.” “Definitely…” You remained close together, not wanting to break apart just yet. The kiss was long and passionate, and it seemed to last forever. As you finally pulled away from each other, you both felt a sense of emptiness, wanting more of each other but unsure of what to do next.

As you woke up in Wakasa's place the next day, the reality of the previous night's events started to sink in. You realized that you had made a mistake in giving in to your urges, but at the same time, you couldn't help but want to continue doing it. You were hesitant at first, unsure of how to approach Wakasa about what happened, but you found herself drawn to him anyway. You knew that your relationship was still temporary and that you couldn't let your feelings get in the way of your agreement. Despite this, you found yourselves wanting to spend more time with him, both in your ruse and outside of it, all while pretending to Wakasa’s face that this still meant nothing.

It is certainly not common for a boyfriend-for-rent to give you a monthsary gift. Such gifts are typically given by a long-term romantic partner, or someone who is seeking a long-term relationship. Since the arrangement with Wakasa is meant to be temporary and was not originally intended to last longer than a few weeks or a months, it would not be expected for him to give you such a present. So you were surprised when Wakasa presented you with a small gift for your one-month anniversary. You were touched by the gesture, but you couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt knowing that you shouldn't be developing feelings for him…

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sunaluv · 1 year

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Come get your man, come get your man!

In which someone has an obvious crush on your man

Feat: suna, nagi, ran, eren

Ignore the pairings I’m indecisive lols

SUNA RINTARO

“Hey you’re suna’s girlfriend right?” You looked up to see a girl with a stretched smile looking at you expectedly.

“Yeah, what’s up?” You asked, seeing no reason to be hostile yet.

“So nice to meet you! I sit next to him in english, you could say he’s kinda my english boyfriend,”

Oh.

You knew suna was attractive and you had a feeling this was inevitable, but that does not stop the shock of the situation.

“He told me about you, said you had a weird sense of humor,” you replied with a tight lipped smile.

‘He didn’t say that, he just said she was weird’ you thought.

“Omg so he does talk about me! It’s so weird, he like totally ignores me but it’s nice to know he talks to others about me,”

Now you were more amused than anything.

“But anyways, the reason I wanted to talk to you, girl to girl is that I think he might be into me a bit-not trying to sabotage your relationship it’s just… if it was me, I’d want someone to tell me.” She sat down next to you, putting an hand on your arm in faux comfort.

A voice called her name “what are you doing here.”

Like a deer caught in headlight, the girl stammered over her words “suna, I was just talking to your girlfriend about us.”

“There is no ‘us’” he deadpanned.

You watched amused as she accused suna of leading her on, saying how she kept borrowing pencils from her, or not moving his knee all the time when they’d touch and other absurd accusations on why he’s into her.

When she stormed off embarrassed and heartbroken, he sat next to you.

“Why did you intervene? I was having fun getting to know your english girlfriend,” you teased making him groan.

RAN HAITANI

“Omg you’re so pretty!”

Your boyfriend was on the other side of the nightclub dealing with who knows what as you smiled at the girl who had been gassing you for the past 2 minutes.

“I’m so glad stinky old ran found such a beauty like you, how did he cuff you?” She looked around as if searching for someone before leaning in close to speak over the booming music of the club.

“Just asking to check, he told you about us right?”

What us? “No he didn’t, what’s up with that?”

She sent an apologetic look. “He was here last week and we kinda…hooked up. Im not trying to be a homewrecker I just thought you should know.”

This liar, last week he had flown out with you on holiday for the week. You had arrived two days ago due to his business needing him.

But she didn’t need to know that.

“Omg no way, he’s cheating on me!” You faked hurt.

“Im sorry girl, I-“

“Why are you like this,” Your boyfriends strong groan cut into your conversation.

“Stop lying to her ran, she doesn’t deserve this! Come clean right now, you and I hooked up in that bathroom last we-“

“We weren’t in the country last week, dumbass.”

She froze and as if piecing everything together, she was about to fume at you. You knew she was lying and embarrassed her like that.

“You sly little-“

Before she could finish, ran was already pulling you away from her and leading you towards the back of the nightclub.

“I hate you by the way,” he sulked before you could even begin to poke fun at him.

NAGI SEISHIRO

You stared at your boyfriends ringing phone next to you, then back to said man who was absentmindedly clicking on his keyboard.

“Baby can you get that for me?”

You agreed, pressing accept on the incoming call from a random girls name that you’ve heard in passing from Nagi himself, nothing to be worried about, quite the opposite actually.

He keeps complaining about how she won’t leave him alone, but you defended the girl you didn’t know, saying maybe she was friendly.

Answering the call, a pretty girl sat infront of the window, neck angled so that the gold light shined on her face.

She obviously wasn’t expecting to see you, as she quickly adjusted her position to a more casual setting.

“Uhm hello, you must be sei’s friend, can you put him on the phone?” She asked, not hiding her distaste that your man wasn’t the one answering the phone.

“Girlfriend,” you corrected. “And he’s busy right now, I can get him to call you back if you want,”

She glared at you seeing you not let down. “Okay I guess. Just tell him it’s KK calling, he’ll come to me.”

You sent her a challenging look before relaying the message to the man three meters away from you nice and loud so she can hear.

“Hang up.” You saw her eyes widen and didn’t bother to hide your smile.

“What was that?” You asked.

He repeated himself, not realising she could still hear him, but before you could hang up, she had already done it, too embarrassed to face the girl who has what she wanted.

“You see what I mean now?”

EREN YEAGER

You stood in between the spread legs of your boyfriend in the party hosts kitchen as his big arms held your back to his chest. His long legs kicked the cabinets as he swung his legs, staring down the girl stood across the room.

“Why are you staring at me?” She asked giggling seductively.

“You’re being weird.”

“Whatever,” she smiled, rolling her eyes.

You fiddled with the necklace eren bought you for your anniversary, which seemed to get her attention.

“Cute chain girl,” she covered her annoyance with intrigue. “Did yeager boy here get it for you?”

You sent her a look, nodding to confirm.

“Omg that reminds me of this one time when we went on holiday together, you remember that ‘ren? When you bought me that cute set?” She batted her eyelashes at him.

You knew exactly what she was doing and it wasn’t going to work. It’s such a shame she had to act like this too, she was pretty, you’ll admit.

You trusted your man, he gave you a head up about the girl who leeched on to him, warning you about all the lies and deception she would try to drill in your mind.

“That was back in Spain right? He bought a extras while looking for this one right?” You smiled at her innocently.

“Wowwww, you told her about me eren? I’m so flattered” if she was pissed, and you knew she was, she didn’t show it.

“Mhm he told me all about you, about how you leech on to him at any chance you get.”

She let out loud, forced laughter “she’s a funny one yeager, make sure you keep a tight leash on this one.” She looked at you and you swore you saw her eye twitch.

The pair of you stayed silent as you watched her aggressively walk back towards the party.

“You’re better than me you know, if any of your guy friends started to act like that I would’ve beat his ass,”

You chuckled, turning in his hold to face him. “Good thing you were holding me because one more second and I would have.”

God he was so in love with you.

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otomestatus · 4 months

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Can you do a Matsuno Chifuyu request about the the reader aka his girlfriend being called by his last name? Like the other Toman boys love to call Chifuyu’s girlfriend by his last name to mess with them and their reactions changing over time etc (hope this made enough sense…)

a/n: i think this kinda isn't great, but i had fun taking my time writing it. :3c

excuse me, that's not my name !

"oi, matsuno!"

you turn around instinctively to the sound of your boyfriend's last name being called, but he was nowhere in sight when you did. raising a brow, your head tilted slightly to the left as you made eye contact with two of his toman friends. mitsuya and mikey were grinning from ear to ear from their table at a cafe.

"told you she'd respond to it!" mikey snickered. this only left you further confused. hesitantly, you stepped towards their table and rested a hand on your hip, head lulled to the side as you shot them a befuddled stare.

"well yeah. i thought chifuyu was around." you frowned while mikey leaned back in his chair with that smirk you knew too well. it spelled mischief. something nagged you to turn and walk away, but against your better judgement you stayed put.

"nah, his wifey is though." mitsuya laughed-- lighthearted and teasing-- when the realization hit you. his arm rested on the back of his chair as his own smirk spread across his face. your cheeks burned hot with an embarrassment you hadn't felt since your friends caught onto your crush.

you sigh, "you're both unbelievable... don't stay that in front of him, got it?"

that would save you quite a bit of embarrassment, but as soon as the words rolled off your tongue you knew you more than likely ended up instigating further teasing.

you were gonna kill them plain and simple. at least that's what you told yourself as you stood there, mortified and speechless. it wasn't just mitsuya and mikey anymore as the rest of the captains had gotten in on their little joke as well. the moment you arrived for the toman meeting as requested by chifuyu, smiley did not hesitate to call out to you with his signature grin.

"good to see ya, matsuno!" he waved to you from across the flood of toman members scattered about in front of their typical meeting spot. you whipped your head around in response, but this time it wasn't because you thought he was speaking to chifuyu. no, you had grown vigilant of their little joke, fearful they'd use it in front of other people just as smiley had.

emma, who stood beside you, also glanced towards the fourth division captain with a lukewarm glare, "they're children! i tried to stop mikey, but he never listens..."

you hadn't bothered to even wave back and chose to turn your attention back on emma, "they're getting ballsy. i don't know what i'm gonna do if they start doing it in front of him."

"doing what in front of me?" a voice spoke out behind you, causing you to jump and whip around to meet your boyfriends curious gaze. his head was cocked slightly to as side and he had his hands shoved into his pockets.

"oh, uh-" you stuttered, but you didn't even get a chance to finish your response. draken walked up to your trio with a smirk plastered on his stupid face. his incredibly stupid and idiotic face that definitely deserved to get punched especially because of what he said as soon as he stopped in front of you three.

"sup matsuno." he sent a quick salute your way.

"oh hey." chifuyu greeted him back, clueless.

"not you, i'm talkin' to your girl." the vice commander corrected. chifuyu stared at him for a moment as if not registering what he said at first.

"...but her last name isn't-" he began, then quickly shut his mouth. a reddish hue slowly crept onto his cheeks as he held draken's stare and realization sunk in slowly. the intent was hard to miss. especially as draken's smirk widened in mischief. he let out a laugh and pat chifuyu on the back before walking away to meet up with mikey.

"man, you two are too easy!"

this little "joke" of theirs had continued on for another week. honestly, it seemed as if there was no end to it. the only toman member who didn't participate in it was takemichi which were you very grateful towards him for that. he could laugh whenever he heard it, yes, but he stuck to calling you by your name. well, if it embarrasses you why would i say it? and when he said that it made you think. was it really something to be so embarrassed about?

you rest your cheek against the palm of your hand that was being supported by your elbow. chifuyu sat across from you staring menacingly at his study notes. you studied the way his blonde hair fell over his forehead and the length of his lashes as his eyes focused on the notebook in front of him. the memories of that day were painted so vibrantly in your mind while you could hardly remember just what you had done yesterday.

in a secluded spot behind the school with a white envelope in your trembling fingers, you could only focus on your shoes blow you. your face, red and burning, and chifuyu standing in front of you. you never gave yourself the opportunity to look him directly in his face as the anxiety had rose to overwhelming levels. how fast could you make it to the girls bathroom on the first floor? your lunch threatened to reveal itself. and his response after an agonizing silence caught you off guard the most.

yes, you remember it very well, very vividly. since that day you both had been inseparable. your love for him only continued to blossom. so should it really be embarrassing to be referred to by his last name? if fate would be so kind perhaps it wouldn't be so bad to imagine a forever with him.

"huh? you okay?" chifuyu's voice snapped you back to reality. your cheeks flushed with a gentle pink as you dropped your pencil on your notebook.

"y-yeah. just thinking." you murmur in response.

chifuyu smiles, "yeah, me too! hey, so what did you get for number three?"

it had become very natural to come with your boyfriend to his meetings even if you didn't go very often. it wasn't unusual by any means either. many other toman girlfriends also would show up and chat among each other. you were no different, but the hierarchy was clear even if it wasn't spoken. this meant your relationship with the vice-captain of the first division had some perks and drawbacks. boyfriends encouraged their girlfriends to mingle in an effort to build a reputation and possibly move through the ranks.

that's where you found yourself. not being surrounded really, but definitely being regarded quite frequently and this meeting was no different. toman members gathered in front of the musashi shrine and the girls flocked together to chat and catch up. you were deep in a conversation with emma when you heard someone call out to you.

"hey, takemitchy wants to get something to eat after the meeting. wanna come?" chifuyu strolled up, throwing his thumb back over his shoulder to point at takemichi who was engaged in conversation with draken.

"oh, sure." you lean slightly to the right to get a look at them before shooting a smile at your boyfriend.

"if it ain't the matsunos." hakkai calls out as he approaches the both of you.

"hakkai-!" chifuyu begins, but you cut him off with an unexpected response.

"oh, hey." you turn to face the taller boy fully.

hakkai appears dumbfounded for a second as this was clearly not the response he intended for. chifuyu was just as shocked. any irritation he felt had quickly melted away, but his cheeks remained pink.

chifuyu makes a face, "wha-?"

you turn your head slightly to meet his eyes, a wide smile spreading across your face, "what? you look confused!"

"yeah, well, you just- i mean- i thought you didn't like it when they called you that." he mumbled, his shoulders falling lax.

"mmm..." you put a finger to your chin in thought, "i guess i just don't see anything wrong with it anymore!"

chifuyu opens his mouth then shuts it. he's unable to conjure any words in response, but a grin breaks out on his face soon after. he chuckles, "oh, cool then."

you laugh at his response. hakkai stands there not sure what else to do but figure another roundabout way to tease you both. of course, you were far more focused on the elated expression your boyfriend wore after your interaction with him set in. yeah, it honestly wasn't so bad.

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers scenarios #chifuyu matsuno x reader #matsuno chifuyu x reader #chifuyu x reader #chifuyu matsuno x you #chifuyu x you #chifuyu x fem!reader #chifuyu x y/n

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b0nten · 4 months

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HOW ARE BABIES MADE?

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ ran, rindou, sanzu, takeomi, kakucho, mikey and izana being asked by their children how babies are made.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ reader is implied to be fem, reader is called “mother”, “mommy” etc. this was so fun to write!!! thank you anon for requesting <3 also, i used tenjiku&bonten characters but everything’s taking place in the final timeline.

RAN is definitely the type to try to explain the entire thing, without any second thoughts whatsoever. He’d definitely hear the question, and open his mouth but before gets to say ‘sex’ he feels a book flat against his head. “what do you think you’re doing?” you whisper-yell from the kitchen, curry udon long forgotten on the stove. “explaining to your daughter how she spawned into the world?” he answers, dodging another decor item that you aimed toward him. upon asking, dramatically and over-exaggeratedly of course, so offended because he just doesn’t know what he was doing wrong, you just stare at him. “we agreed to tell her when she’s 14. she doesn’t even know boys have dicks and you want to explain the entirety of sex and how it goes to her? do you even know how it works?” he sighs, defeated, “let’s go eat, sweetheart, i think i made mommy a lil mad.” he says, picking up his daughter, “that last part was uncalled for, by the way.” “suck it up, mr. club owner. ”

meanwhile, RINDOU simply freezes: “daddy, how are babies made?” what? excuse him? oh my lord, he did not expect this to happen this early. why the hell is his five year old son asking him about coital activity, right when you’re not around? fuck him (himself), fuck this situation, fuck you for not being around right now (both figuratively and literally). “you see! when… uhm.. when two people love each other and they kiss, they make a baby!” he mentally face-palms for what the fuck he just said. “so you can’t kiss girls until you’re twenty-one, yeah?” finally, thankfully, his phone rings, and thank the heavens it’s you. “oh my god, y/n—” “rindou, what did i just hear on the baby cam?” “haha, my love! funny story!!!!”

SANZU just goes feral. he’s having a fucking anxiety attack or whatever so he just texts you while your daughter asks her daddy about how babies are made.

TAKEOMI plays it safe, using the infamous stork. “and it just comes flying?” “yeah, it carries a little basket with its beak and gives it to us!” he smiles, playing into his baby girl’s fantasy. “you sound just like my parents.” you smile and his gaze averts to yours, from his seat on the living room carpet. “well, your own stories inspired me, because, to be honest, i was about to shit myself.” “daddy!” the little one yells, stretching out her palm, “1000 yen!” and her father exasperates “god put me out of this misery of only being an atm, you’re just like your mother. ow! what’d i deserve that punch for?”

KAKUCHO handles it like a pro. “papa.” one of his little girls walks up to him, younger twin following her right behind. “yes, pretty girl?” he straightens his back and crouches down, still sitting on the couch. “how are babies made, papa?” the shyer one asks and his face drops for a split second. “i promise to tell you when you’re older, right now it’s classified information!” he jokes, and the girls giggle. “now… who wants to watch doraemon!!” he does the jazz hands and the twins jump into his lap. not long after, you sit down next to them. “if i didn’t know any better, i would have said you rehearsed those lines from the moment you were born.” you laugh, resting your head on his shoulder. he wraps an arm around you, chuckling, and kisses the crown of your head.

if there’s someone (who thinks they’re) escaping this question, it’s MIKEY. “ ‘tou-chan, how are babies made?” blond locks spin toward him, and the big eyes of his daughter look him up and down. “ ‘tou-chan?” she says again, a bit annoyed. mikey sacrifices the motorbike races he’s watching and looks back at her. “ask ‘kaa-chan, i’m not really good at biology.” he smiles when she jumps from her place and runs into your bedroom, where you’re blow-drying your hair. confident that he’s just dodged a bullet, manjiro returns to his priority — the tv. moments later you storm in, hair half wet, still in your bath robe with the kid in your arms, visibly furious. he knows he’s dodged a bullet but is about to get hit by a cannon.

IZANA is at the dining table doing some paper-work for tenjiku and you’re watching tv when your oldest marches into the kitchen, determined. “daddy.” the blond looks up, eyeing back at the spitting image of himself. “yes?” he answers, and you also look back to see what’s going on. slamming a big book on the table, the toddler points to the cover “how are babies made?” you burst out laughing and your husband snatches the book away, making you laugh hysterically. “where’d you find this?!” he questions, and his forehead is already soaked with sweat and he wants to bury himself into the ground. “your office.” he can’t believe his five year old son walked in there and just so happened to find this book: effective positions for baby-making. his cheeks redden and he scans the room to find you and request your help, but he’s greeted with the sight of you rolling around on the living room floor, trying to calm your laughter down. yay.

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haruchuiyo · 2 years

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tokyo revengers men being cute and clingy : rindou haitani, kokonoi hajime, kakucho.

content: lots, lots and lots of fluff, slight funny at rindou’s and kakucho’s part.

gn!reader

NOT PROOFREAD

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Rindou would get so needy and clingy for you when drunk. He needs at you there with him. Ran always makes sure to call you when he realizes Rindou is to out of it. Cause when he is, he cannot function properly and the only thing on his mind is you. So when you get there, when he sees you a big smile breaks out on his face and he have the sudden urge to kiss you all over the face. Before he was about to approach you, he covers his crotch and says he’s gotta piss. After he finishes, he finds you, approached you and he hugs you in his embrace. He loves you, in his drunken words, “I love you much more than much more from what I usually tell you.” He doesn’t make any sense of what he says before he gives you a sloppy lingering kiss on your lips and pulls away. Big grin plastered on his face and a amused on at yours. He burrows his face in the crook of your neck. “Did you almost pee yourself at the sight of me?” You ask, on the verge of laughing when you feel Rindou nod his head. “I think so, I don’t know.” You muffle your laughter by burrowing your own face on him.

Kokonoi absolutely hates to forget giving you a quick kiss before he leaves for work. And when he is at work, he swears he is hallucinating small numbers on the papers he is checking, he traces his index finger on the walls in the headquarters, he subtly pouts and gets quieter and even more polite than usual. He misses you so much and he resents himself a lot for not giving you a kiss before he left. You’re his good luck charm. You got a text from Mikey telling you to come to the headquarters immediately. Thinking it’s an serious emergency where Koko got hurt, you dropped everything you did and got to the headquarters. Arriving there, you identify yourself for security measures, then got to finding Mikey’s office. He tells you where to find his executive that manages the money of the syndicate. “He has been acting weird, I assume it’s got something to do with you. Help him.” Mikey says, his voice monotone as he is attentive on his work. You nod your head and say thank you before leaving. Finding your man in his office, slouching on his chair and his lips formed into a slight frown and a pout. You chuckle at the sight. You know just what’s up with him. “Koko.” You call him out as you close the door. Said man looks up and immediately stands up from his chair and approaches you. And he never stopped placing kisses all over your face the moment he got to you.

Kakucho is the embodiment of good. Literally good. He isn’t clingy or needy. He wants you and he shows it in so many different ways. Cooks for you, when he hears the slightest rumble from your stomach, he doesn’t hesitate to get up and cook something small up for you. He is so attentive of you. He knows just exactly what you need that you probably didn’t know yourself. As much as he cares for you, he does have his take as well. He absolutely loves the cuddles you have, he loves to be the small spoon in cuddles, he gets to place his head on your chest, have your arms around him and he is just content. Sometimes he even burrows his face in your chest and hugs you. He loves to feel your warmth and having you there is just enough for him. When he is the one who is spooning you, he loves to touch your skin, it doesn’t lead to anything. He just wants to feel the touch of you, he caresses your body, strokes your back, rubs circles on your hips, massages your shoulders. “You feel good.” He slightly grins as he playfully pinches your waist and you almost jolt to the side. Slapping him on his chest, you huff and puff dramatically. “Yeah, and you feel good too.” You say as you slide your hands down his hips and find his ass and give it a tight squeeze making Kakucho almost jolt to the side himself. Laughing at his reaction, he kisses your lips while shaking his head. “Payback next time, sweetheart.” He whispers into your ears and you giggle at his words.

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I love my boyfriends💔

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chochuuya · 5 months

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bar man.

characters that i think suit are: takeomi akashi, ran haitani, kanji mochizuki, yasuhiro muto, south terano, shion madarame, baji keisuke & hanma shuji or.. your choice!

disclaimer/note: fem!reader, might be ooc, aged up.. i'm taking about he is single and ready to mingle, he is possessive and bold, usage of pet names, mentions of alcohol & smoking, overall fluff (◡ ‿ ◡ .)

wc: 1.6k [1613]

he is a friend that you recently met in a bar down the streets of tokyo. a pleasant man to be with, honestly.

for some reason, he is not present in his usual timing.

a random guy sitting beside you noticed that you’re alone and started up a conversation, your attention completely on him that you didn’t even notice him walking in, smoking a cigar.

irritated and impatient, he grabbed your face and blew a smoke onto you.

“oi, stop talking.”

your cheeks were pressed together without warning and you coughed at the ill-scented smoke of the cigarette as you closed your eyes.

“what the hell are you doing wasting your pretty lips talking to a stranger?” his tone pissed off and firm.

“he was just keeping me company. i thought you weren’t coming!”

“well, i am here. and he won’t need to keep you company anymore. he’s in my way.” he said, looking annoyed, as he pushes the stranger away from you. the stranger gives you a dirty look and left the bar.

he then took a seat beside you and placed both of his hands on your knees.

“did you miss me?”

you chuckled in amusement. his confidence and ego is something else. it’s fascinating.

“not really.”

“you’re lying! if you didn’t miss me why would you be smiling?” he said smirking, leaning his head closer to you. his face just inches away from your own.

“you’re such a liar, missy. you know you love the attention i give you. i don’t see anyone here as perfect as you. perfect little (y/n), so delicate and vulnerable.”

you scoot further away as you turn your head. “geez.. i would actually like you even more if you quit smoking for once.”

he rolls his eyes and puts out the cigar then places his hand back onto you. “i know how to make you like me even more, i know what buttons to press, baby. i know it all. do you know what I mean?”

with an eyebrow raised and a sip of out your drink taken, you asked out of curiousity. “enlighten me then?”

he leaned back into his seat and ordered an ale from the bartender. he waited for his drink before taking a sip and looking to you.

“the way to make you love me is to make you jealous.” the gent turned to your other side and smirked at a lady that was looking in your direction.

he then turned back to you.

“did it work? you’re all mine, your attention is on me and me only, baby.”

“why would i be jealous when you’re not even my man?” you deadpanned.

“oh really? maybe we should fix that then, darling. wouldn’t you want me to be your man? to spend nights with me? to be with me 24/7?” he said as his tone dripping with arrogance.

“i don’t like men who smoke too much.”

“i can quit, i promise. if i quit, would you date me then?” he said looking genuinely interested and no hesitation.

“date..?”

“what? did i say something wrong?” he asked looking at you as if you’re being a bit ridiculous. “you’re acting surprised when it should be the most obvious thing in the world, i can see and feel the flirting from both parties. it’s not like anyone can deny the chemistry we have. you obviously have a crush on me. don’t lie.”

you left him on heard as you let his words sink in.

the chap’s face dropped as he watched you drink quietly, before he spoke again. “fine, you want to play the hard-to-get game do you? it might make me want you more. but know this, no one plays the game better than me, and i know how to win.”

“i won't stop until i get what i want.”

you let out a scoff as a way to taunt him. “sure.”

“you like to play dangerous games, huh? good thing i like the danger.” he chuckled in amusement.

you take the cancer stick out of his mouth and push it on the ashtray with a smirk. you’re going for the kill now. “danger? like your past days?”

his face dropped as you killed the cigar, he let out a quiet chuckle before looking down at you and clenching his jaw in annoyance.

“what do you know about my past?” he looked at you firmly, waiting for you to answer him and it’s the first time you saw his mood change.

you simply shrugged your shoulders as you drink, hiding a smile. oh, you got him now.

“you aren’t exactly good at hiding that enormous tattoo on your body that’s peeking its way into the world.”

he kept staring at you and you saw his eyes looking over you, judging you to see if you were actually truthful or just bluffing. he stayed quiet for a moment.

“you were looking at my tattoos? you must really like me, sweetheart.. now, explain to me what you know about my past, or you’re leaving the bar with one less tooth.” he was smiling but his gaze was still sharp and intimidating.

you laughed quietly. “is that a threat? i wasn’t even judging you.”

“oh, you have no idea how threatening i could be. so, do talk, my dear,”

he kept sitting right by you, and you start to feel him get a lot closer as he takes a puff from the cigar still blowing the smoke on your face.

“and you know i can be a bit violent when i need to, but to someone as delicate and cute as you, i will make an exception. now tell me darling, what do you know?”

you rolled your eyes. you’re starting to believe that he’s just all muscles.

“and here i thought we were getting onto something. it’s not that hard to open and read the newspaper or something. i’ve seen those tattoos on the news alright? chill out.”

“and you know those tattoos are associated to gangs, right? so i must be quite dangerous then.. don’t you think?” he smirked as he continues to stare at you.

“tell me one more thing, do you like dangerous men?”

that caught you off guard and you actually broke into laughter. “you- you really are something!”

“why is that so hilarious? you’re not afraid of me?” he asked, visibly confused. it seems your reaction is something he did not expect but he was still grinning.

“why should i be? you’re just a man who have moved on from the things that you did back in those days.. right?”

“you’re a very perceptive woman, i’ll admit.”

“the past is the past, it stays in my mind but i won't let it stop me from living in the present.”

the gent smiled, reaching out to pat your cheek, his fingers brushing against your soft skin.

“so, i don’t scare you? then what are you waiting for? to marry me?”

“...”

TAKEOMI, ran, mochi, mucho, SOUTH, shion, baji, hanma.

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pinkienoobie · 10 months

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● RAN HAITANI X READER ● HOW YOU TWO MET ●

Author note 1: Grammatical mistakes.

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Warning: Reader getting choke, mentions of rape, bloody scenarios.

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Summary: You were peacefully minding your own business but some drunk was trying to rape you so Ran beats his ass.

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It was getting dark and you were walking down in the streets alone until you felt like someone was following you. You decided to ignore it but a hand reached out and covered your mouth. As soon as you tried to get it off the man begin to choke you. "Let me go you fuc-" you tried to speak. "Goshhh you- are soo pret-ty" the man came close and you were able smell the alcohol in his breath. "Lets have some fun, shall we?" He begin to strip your clothes, leaving you in your bra and panties.

"Man I really want to beat some more asses" Ran groaned. "Those guys were pretty weak" Rindou said while cleaning the blood on his hands. His eyes lingered towards a old man who seems to be choking a girl. "Oi Ran look at that". Ran's gaze shifted towards the girl underneath him crying and shouting for him to stop.

You were sobbing and trying everything to get away from that monster until someone punched that old hag's face from behind, strong enough to break some teeth. "Come on dude there's a limit how lame you can be, you're seriously targeting a girl?" He said while kicking the man a few more times. "Come on Ran saved some fun for me too" Rindou started torturing him too. "Ran? could they be the infamous Haitani brothers?" You thought to yourself by seeing how much they love to torture their victim.

Your eyes were horrified by the sight of that man covered in bruises and blood who doesn't seemed to be breathing. "Are these yours?" The braided man asked holding your clothes. "Y-yes" he was really gentle which made you blush a little bit. "Should I help you to put these on?" He chuckled after saying that. You just realised he was flirting with you but for some reasons you didn't wanted him to stop.

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Author note 2: Sorry it is short I will make a part 2 soon.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokrev scenario #tokrev x reader #ran haitani x reader #tokyo revengers ran haitani #boyfriend x reader #haitani brothers #tokyo revengers scenario #ran haitani

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y-umiko · 1 year

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TOKYOREV BOYS WHEN SOMEONE ASK THEM IF YOU'RE SINGLE

CHARACTER(S): Draken . Mikey . Baji . Mitsuya WARNING/S: a bit smutty on Baji's part

Draken

The Tokyo Manji Gang gathered for their meeting, though aimed to hang out, the others take this opportunity to introduce their new members to one another.

"Hey! Hey! who's that over there?"

Draken who was mingling with the new members and was busy introducing one another turned to look at the member who spoke. recognizing him as one of the new members who joined the 2nd division.

following the member's line of sight, Draken's gaze falls upon you, happily conversing with Emma. your name leaving his lips unconsciously.

"Y/n?"

The new member sighed dreamily, not taking his eyes off you. "what a pretty name, Is she single?"

"No" was Draken's quick response, his eyebrows furrowed intimidatingly, standing taller to appear more intimidating to the other person as if he needed it.

"I-I see" the new member nervously mumbled, putting both his hand in the air in surrender before scurrying away.

honestly, Draken doesn't know what to feel, but thinking about it now, you and Emma are like a rose among the thorns during gatherings like this, what was Mikey thinking allowing his sister to attend gatherings?

and what was he thinking letting you tag along with him during meetings, and let alone leaving your side, letting you walk around and socializing with the guys without him? especially, since not everyone knows of your relationship.

however, Draken wouldn't be so strict as to not allow you to their gatherings but his not so into vocalizing to everyone that you belong to him, as much as he wanted to do that, he doesn't want a scene that would garner attention and embarrass you.

rather Draken would be more subtle.

"What's this for?" you asked as you felt Draken drap his uniform jacket on your shoulders. the words 'Tokyo Manji Gang Vice captain', on display for everyone to see. subtle but effective.

"Just felt like it"

Mikey

It's very unlikely that someone would not know that you were dating the infamous invisible Mikey. reputation aside, it's hard not to know you two were dating when Mikey was constantly tied to your side.

if his not holding your hand, his arms would be wrapped around your waist, head resting on your shoulder as you feed him his favorite snacks. really, it's really not that hard to notice.

however, there is always that one dumbass who couldn't take a hint. whose dumb enough to not know who Mikey is and brave enough to approach him when you momentarily left to go the bathroom.

"hey that person you were with earlier, do you know if she's dating someone?"

he blinked a few times before his face twisted into a pout, "yes! And happily so"

the other person sigh, a hand behind his nack in disappointment as his eyes unconsciously follow the direction you just left, which Mikey took the wrong way.

"that's too bad, and she looks so pretty too"

The other person flinch when his instinct suddenly took over his body, feeling a sudden aura coming from Mikey. "don't get any ideas, Y/n's mine"

with a chill that run down his spine, the other person was quick to leave. when you returned, Mikey was back to his usual cheerful self but this time extra clingy and affectionate.

"Did something happen while I was gone?" you asked him, but Mikey only smiled and buried his head deeper between your neck and shoulder.

"Nope, just showing everyone you're with me"

Baji

"Baji-san you're close with Y/n-chan aren't you?"

Baji stopped writing on his paper, peeking through his eyeglasses to look at the other person. his classmate who asked or rather beg to join your study session with Baji.

something about his classmate didn't sit well with him, was it the use of your first name or the fact that his classmate look a little red on the face upon mentioning your name? nonetheless, Baji proudly answered a resounding Yeah. yet the other person's next question made him uneasy.

"Do you know if she's dating anyone?"

The words process in his head, in disbelief that his classmate just asks that, does not the whole school know you were dating him. Was the fact you spend all the breaks together, enough to say that you two were dating? the hand holding? the quick peck of kisses? was his classmate not really aware?

Baji can only furrow his eyebrow in confusion, before removing his glasses and placing them on the table, before crossing his arms against his chest. the atmosphere turning into a more serious note.

"Listen carefully c/n…"

"oh what are we talking about here?" you ask arriving just now for the afterschool study session, cutting off Baji, clueless to the current situation.

however, Baji's gaze flicked towards you, and as soon as you were within reach, Baji was quick to pull you down to his lap and smash his lips against yours, giving his classmate a front seat on the spectacle.

"…do you understand now?" Baji asked his classmate who can only nod with a red face before quickly excusing himself. leaving you with a beaming Baji, proud of what he did.

"What was that for?" you asked which he quickly avoided answering by smashing his lips with yours again.

If he has to kiss you over and over again for everyone to know you belong to him, he definitely won't have any complaints.

Mitsuya

"I'll see you later Taka" You bid goodbye to Mitsuya, turning around and closing the door to the club room.

"Mitsuya senpai, can I ask you a question?" a first-year who recently joined the club called. Mitsuya was quick to turn his attention to him and nodded to continue.

"Is y/n-senpai seeing someone?"

it took Mitsuya a moment to respond, a little taken aback by the question when he was expecting a question regarding the club. it was a first, that someone would ask him of all people if you're single.

though he knew you were pretty and garnered attention from all over the school, he was assured that they knew you were dating him. They should be, yet the first year in front of him says otherwise.

he really shouldn't care and just answer that you were dating him yet he suddenly can't help feeling a little insecure. was it not that clear you two were dating?

before Mitsuya can answer, Hakkai came interrupting upon hearing your name leaving the first year's lips. Your dating Mitsuya and Hakkai was just protective of you. blazing and cutting through the conversation with his hot head.

"oi! Y/n-chan is dating Taka-chan! don't go thinking you have a chance!"

The first year was quick to apologize, “O-oh sorry, Mitsuya-senpai I didn't know"

all well that ends well, yet Mitsuya brought the first year's question with him until he met you, and asked a question that he shouldn't have in the first place.

"you love me right?"

you chuckled, "What kind of question is that? Of course, I love you"

the words bringing back his smile and forgetting the first year's question. he becomes more affectionate in public for a few days after that.

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ykwrites · 2 years

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Earning power- Draken x reader

Pairing: Draken x fem!reader.

Warnings: Mentions and descriptions of violence(not directed towards reader or Draken, but other people) blood mentioned, sex scenes, mature themes, fingering, penetration, light choking.

Rating: NSFW mdni

Summary: y/n had a plan, a plan to kill kisaki and then take over every gang in Tokyo. She wanted to do it alone, but Draken had a different plan, and he was her only weakness. In this fic everyone is around 27-28, Toman is run by Mikey alone and Kisaki has another gang with Hanma as his sidekick.

MASTERLIST

NOTE: I’m sorry this doesn’t have a “read more” link, but my phone decided today was not the day to put it. ALSO I didn’t proofread and this is so bad but I was bored so there u go.

A tense, low murmur filled the air. Everyone around you talked to themselves, careful not to express more than they had to.

The huge meeting room was crowded with gang members, all expectantly wating for you to speak, Hanma being the only one brave enough to analyze your demeanor while you walked towards the spot next to him, right where everyone could see and hear you properly.

Before speaking, you looked at your hands, now clean of the red liquid that stained them a couple hours ago.

You cleared your throat, every sound ceasing right after.

“Kisaki is no longer with us” that sentence cut right through the silence.

Hanma didn’t gasp or screamed like everyone else, but visibly jumped on his seat.

“From now on, I’m in charge”you kept your chin up, calmly sitting down where Kisaki used to and visibly annoyed at the unamused reaction from your new subordinates “Any complaints?”

“Yeah!”a loud, raspy voice dared to scream “What is a little girl like you going to do if we don’t fucking want you as a leader?”

Trying to appear calm, you searched through the crowd, eyes landing on one of Kisaki’s favorite dogs.

“I don’t have to do anything, you are the ones who can’t choose”

“We want Hanma to take over!”another lowlife pitched in.

A quick gaze to your right was enough for Hanma not to join their request.

He was the only one aware of your plans from the very beginning, and he let it happen, didn’t help you but didn’t stop it either.

“She is the leader now, shut the fuck up”simple as that, sin and punishment responded.

“What happened to kisaki? You expect us to accept this shit just because she said so?”

“Kisaki is dead, I thought that was clear”you explained “and don’t act all upset now, you hated him”

“Shouldn’t you be crying? His little girlfriend”

“The y/n you met for a year never existed, it was all a plan to kill him” you stood up, slowly walking around the room with your arms crossed and looking at every single one of the men directly on the eyes, taking in their shock and disbelief “I guess not everyone is surprised, maybe I was too obvious?” finally, the first one who complained was inches away from your face “It’s an overused plot, I know, but it worked” venom was almost visible in your words “anyway, better times are coming, money and power for me, but for all of you too”

It was obvious that man didn’t argue back right there, because Hanma backed you up just minutes ago, and he feared him.

What he didn’t understand, is that he shouldn’t fear him, but you.

“You can leave, have a drink in Kisaki’s memory or simply celebrate his death, I don’t care”

For a moment, no one moved, until Hanma’s voice echoed loudly.

“You fucking heard her, go!”he said banging on the table in front of him as he stood up.

They finally started to react, walking out of the room in small groups.

“Stay for a moment, will you?”with a fake smile, you pointed for the complainer to sit down “You too, Shuji, it will be two seconds”

Hanma rolled his eyes but sat down in the same spot he was before, hand pinching his forehead.

“I noticed you are uncomfortable with the changes” you told the stupid guy in front of you, still with a fake cordial tone.

“You want me to tell you what I fucking think?”he spat, you nodded “I will be the only one saying it, but every bastard out there is going to either ignore your shit or kill you, you will never be the leader”

“Oh, I know, that’s why I have Shuji with me” smiling, you gave Hanma a little wink “But I need more intelligent, capable men beside me, you want the job?”

“Really?” He bursted out laughing, almost falling off the chair “What do I gain from that?”

“Whatever you want”

“I’d rather die, bitch”

“Come on, everyone has a price”

“Well, I can think of something”

That look on his eyes you knew well, men were all the same, disgusting.

Hanma cleared his throat, uncomfortably shifting on his seat for the third time that day, extremely aware of how you would react at the next sentence.

“I want 25% of all the money we get and I get to fuck you like a slut every time I want to”

There it was, too obvious.

“I usually wouldn’t accept”you calmly made your way behind him, placing a gentle hand on his shoulder and leaning down to speak directly in his ear “but that offer is way too…tempting”

Cut.

“Jesus fucking christ! At least warn me or something!” Hanma screamed.

The table was painted a bright red, pooling and falling all over a dead man, from his throat all the way to a small river on the floor.

“Yeah, next time I’ll tell you, we should have a code word so you know when it will happen”sarcastically, you laughed, taking out a gray silk tissue and cleaning the small knife “you think a gun would’ve been less messy?”

“Maybe, I don’t fucking know”he responded, tired of your bullshit.

At least you found him amusing, even when he was pissed.

“Well, can’t change it now”you shrugged, looking at your wrist watch “Tell someone to clean this, I have an important meeting in like an hour”

“This can’t be cleaned in just an hour”he took out his phone, texting whoever was going to clean “who’s coming?”

“Guess”you playfully said, moving your eyebrows up and down.

“You know what? I don’t care”

“Ouch” a fake pout appeared on your lips “you want to know this one, trust me”

“Just spill it”

“An old friend of yours, Mikey”

“You have to be fucking kidding, the leader of our rival gang?”

“Shh, don’t curse in front of the dead guy, it’s disrespectful”

“Y/n, you know Mikey won’t be as easy to kill as this asshole, and you can’t beat him in a fight”

“Why would I kill a business partner?”

“Again, are you fucking kidding?”

“You know I’m not”

Hanma’s little fuss was to be expected, so it didn’t affect your mood at all. Even if he didn’t want to, he would end up understanding.

The level of power you wanted wasn’t free of sacrifice, Sano was the best option to get there fast, and with Kisaki now out of the picture, everything was supposed to go your way.

As requested, the meeting room was cleaned quick, every gang member was able to look inside and see it happen, it sent a very clear message on where they needed to stand.

“Y/n” Hanma called you, peeking his head in “He’s here”

“Let him in”

Your eyes expected to see the small, long haired boy you had seen before, with that stupid long jacket on. However, a tall figure bowed lightly in a short, deep voiced greeting.

Ken Ryuguji

You almost make a huge mistake, but Hanma’s presence right behind him made you stop and rethink how the whole interaction would go.

“I didn’t expect you”you said, the air instantly heavy when your eyes finally met.

“Mikey didn’t want to deal with Kisaki”careful but still stoic, Draken examined the room before sitting in front of you “Or with you”

He was too close, always too close.

“Well, Kisaki is sadly gone”you fixed your hair in a nervous tic.

Draken’s eyes shoot open, leaning back on the chair as if to keep his distance from you and Hanma.

“And you are in charge now?”the blonde pointed at your companion, who responded shaking his head no.

“I am”you interrupted “That’s why I wanted to speak with Mikey about… some business”

Squinting his eyes, Ryuguji analyzed both yours and Hanma’s expressions and seemed to get lost in thought for a minute before he did what you already knew he was going to do.

“You can talk business with me, I’ll tell Mikey everything”he started “but he has to leave, I don’t see the point in him being here”

“No fucking way”quickly, Shuji complained.

“Get out, it’s okay, this guy is not dumb enough to kill me right now”

“Whatever you want, your majesty”he mocked, leaving the room right after.

Silence followed the click of the door closing, eyes fighting a war that words couldn’t. This scenario you hadn’t planned or expected, because meeting with Draken always had another context, away from all the gang stuff.

“You finally did it”Draken finally spoke, his demeanor still tense but familiar at the same time.

“Yeah, it was bound to happen”you responded, your tone putting distance between you two.

“Was it hard?”

“Not really”

“It took you two years, you must be glad it ended”

“I guess… but let’s talk about what we have to, business”

Draken didn’t respond but stood up, clicking his tongue and slowly walking around the table. Step by step he got closer, leaving your mouth dry.

Always too close, always the only one who could intimidate you.

You instinctively rised from your seat when he was just mere inches away from your figure, very short in comparison.

“Why are you speaking to me like that?”he said in a low voice

“Like what?”you asked, gulping but trying to keep your composure.

“Like you don’t fucking know me, like we are strangers”

“Now it’s not the time for games, Ken”

Lost in his raged eyes, you hadn’t noticed his arms moving until a warm hand rested on your waist and the other on your face.

“I hate it, you know that”

You couldn’t respond, his lips pressing on yours was way more important than you complaining. His gentle touch getting rougher by the second when your tongues met.

“Is he really gone?”he broke the kiss, but not the proximity.

“Yeah”you whispered.

“Good”slowly, he caressed your face and then made random patterns with his fingers until he reached your neck, hand stopping there like a beautiful necklace “Now that bastard can’t ever touch you again, mhm?”light pressure squeezed your neck, and he captured your lips before continuing “I like that, not sharing you”

“Who said I will keep seeing you after today?”

If you were one thing, it was stubborn and a brat, and Draken knew it. Still, he shut his eyes for a moment, breathing deeply to calm himself down.

He wasn’t angry, but upset.

“Come on, there’s nothing to hide anymore, we can show them who you belong to”he wasn’t demanding, he pleaded “who I belong to”

His words alone sent shivers down your spine, Draken had always been the one who liked to communicate, solve your problems with words and simply tell you how he was feeling.

He was a light in the muddy, violent world you both lived in.

“I don’t have an owner, Ken, I’m not a fucking dog”

“Come on”he said, taking a step back, exhasperated “Be honest with yourself, with that bastard out of the picture, we can do whatever we want”

“What about Mikey? You know I want his gang too”

“Mikey is tired of both being a leader and this stupid rivalry with you, I can make him trust you”

“Mikey is your best friend, you sure you want to choose between me and him?”

“I don’t have to, he can be the public face while you rule”

“I’ll think about it”

Draken lit up, a glimpse of hope beaming on his eyes before he kissed you again, hungrily aching for some kind of contact.

It pissed you off how much control he gained over you with mundane affection, you never rejected a kiss. It pissed you off how his hands sneakily rubbed right under the curve of your ass, lifting you on the table like you weighed less than paper and it definitely pissed you off that such stupid acts made you impossibly wet and desperate.

“Let me help you think about it”he devoured your lips, biting the sensitive flesh and placing a tentative hand on your right inner thigh, touching the edge of your black shorts.

You let him do what he wanted, but kept a bit of pride not touching him back, at least you tried, because your hand flew to touch his chest when you felt his thumb pressing directly on your clit through layers of fabric. Soaked, a faint moan escaping you and a chuckle escaping him.

“Don’t you feel better knowing it doesn’t matter if someone sees this right now?”he mumbled out of breath and in between hungry kisses to your neck “Even if your stupid subordinates see us fucking, there’s nothing they can do about it”

“Shut up, Ken”you argued, mad at the pressure put on your sensitive bud. Also mad you wanted more.

“I do feel better”promptly ignoring your words, he left your clit for a second “take them off, will you?”

“Why are you so annoying?”alas, you complied, sliding off your shorts and underwear, all while being observed like prey.

“Why are you so wet?”he mocked, hand on you again, ring finger tracing your folds slowly.

For a second, you almost begged, but stood your ground and kissed him without warning, wich he accepted eagerly, finally inserting a finger in, groaning when he felt you clench around him.

“I’ll move it if you respond to a question”

This fucker knew your body, so keeping quiet wasn’t a good idea, he was absolutely capable of edging you for hours.

“Whatever”you spat, impatient.

“Why can’t you accept that I like you so much, huh?”

The question sounded serious and playful at the same time, finger buried deep in your cunt and eyes glued to your face. He always had the same fucking questions.

“We’ve talked about this”you managed to speak, the tension killing you.

“That’s not an answer, baby”he kissed you again, aggressively “You know I am so fucking in love with you, accept it”

“Shut up”

“Oh”despite what he said before, he moved his finger, painfully slow “I can’t do that, because I want you to admit you love me too”

“In your dreams, Ken”

Draken laughed almost manically, bending the digit inside you and using his thumb on your clit at the same time, making sure to torture you.

He did this every time, demanding love, obsessed with the idea of what he deemed the perfect couple, and you were sure Kisaki’s death made him feel like he won the lottery, not having to share you any more.

“I’m sure this is not enough” he spoke lowly in your ear, drunk on the pleasured, lewd sounds you made “I know you want my dick inside you so bad”

This time, you couldn’t argue back, because he hit the sweet spot and your head fell back in a frenzie, a small knot of pressure forming inside you like a waterfall about to burst, your hand holding his wrist for dear life, nails digging in.

“Ken” involuntarily, you moaned.

“You want to cum on my fingers or my dick?, choose”

He sounded ravenous, starved, extremely amused.

“Hng!”that was the response you managed to utter, because his movement’s didn’t stop and his finger kept brushing your gspot without mercy.

“I’ll choose for you then”

A sudden emptiness and cold air hit your core, and you couldn’t help but pout, disappointed and enraged that he stopped right before your release.

“Your face is cute”Draken smiled, pecking your lips “Turn around, beautiful”

And so you did, your legs trembling when your feet met the floor. Draken helped you, holding your hips until he had you bent over the table with your boobs flat against it, ass in full display for him.

“This is my favorite thing, although I like seeing your face when I fuck you”

Warm lips left a wet kiss on your lower back, and the familiar click of his belt buckle and zipper filled your ears.

Impatiently, you raised your hips, standing on your tippy toes, Draken taking the chance to slap your ass and swipe his hand flat down your pussy, dampening his fingers to stroke his dick, lubing it.

Hands squeezed hard on your hips, probably leaving a bruise. You couldn’t care less if he marked you, because obviously, right after the feeling of him deliciously stretching you out made you forget everything else.

“So tight”he groaned, thrusting in and out relentlessly.

Your moans could be heard loud and clear accompanied by Draken’s growls and skin slapping wet, so much so that for a split moment, you hoped that Shuji didn’t decide to stay right outside the meeting room. If he did then for sure he was hearing everything.

As always, Draken took his sweet ol time making sure you felt every vein and detail of his cock inside you, moving to find the spot that would make your head spin, roughly leaving a spank or two in between praises.

“Fuck”you moaned, almost holding in a whole scream when his tip pushed your favorite spot.

“You want to cum? Mhm?”his voice sounded mean, controlling, fucking hot.

“Plea…” a hard thrust interrupted, tears filling your eyes with overstimulation “Yes!”

“Huh”out of breath, he suddenly stopped, still inside you but not moving.

You swore you could have killed him right there, because he purposely denied your orgasm for the second time that day.

“Let’s do it a different way”his hips swayed back an forth, so slow and romantic that everything he did before looked like hard porn.

You cursed between your teeth, needy like a bitch in heat and burning in anger.

“Admit that you love me and I will let you cum”

“I fucking ha…” hard thrust, again, interrupting.

“Sorry, love” Draken mocked, lovingly caressing your ass “I couldn’t quite hear what you said”

“Shut…”another deep thrust “ugh, fuck you!”

“Come on”he teased, leaning over to kiss your back, not turning up his speed at all “You can do it, beautiful”

It was him, always him, whom with stupid and useless words had you on the palm of his hand and used how much he turned you on as an advantage to get his way.

And yes, you did love him, truly, however, things got complicated and weird, because at first he was just another rando you casually fucked and after some time you fell for him. Kisaki you obviously pretended you loved, everyone around bought it, but in reality you met Draken by mistake and saw him in hidden, private places.

Also, you were so stubborn, and he had to work hard for you to tell him you loved him back, like he was doing right now.

“Anything to say?”he pushed, impatient.

“I… ugh, I love you”you finally complied, between tired moans.

“That’s my girl”

Your brain instantly fogged up, unable to comprehend the speed and roughness he managed to perform in the span of a second, tired, overstimulated but oh so happy to feel your release getting closer and closer.

Like a true, beautiful master, Draken made sure to make you cum, marking your body and moaning with you, not ashamed to be heard either.

Not long after, you felt your pussy clenching around him and unleashing a perfect orgasm, and upon hearing and feeling your release, Draken finally let loose and slipped out of you to let his load fall on your back, delighted at the sight.

Out of breath, you didn’t move for a bit, resting in place until you felt soft fabric cleaning your back and turned around to see him. He had used his jacket.

“You look good like this”he said, love sparkling on his eyes while you both got dressed.

“Shut up”you responded, smiling.

“Nah, let me tell my girl how cute she is”

“Your girl?”

“Are you not?”he raised a brow, pecking your lips.

“Whatever, I might be”

“So you are!”a beautiful laugh escaped him.

“If that makes you happy…”

You played with him, but he knew.

“You thought about it?”

“About what?”you asked, confused.

“Mikey”

“I still have to think about it” you responded, when in reality, you knew the answer from the very moment Draken stepped in the room.

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