#which isn't really too warm? I'm just used to like. needing a jacket or sweater in the house this time of year lol

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Ik ur inbox is prob flooded rn but

Specialists fashion style hcs and shopping tendencies..? 👀

Uhhhh UMMM

Men's fashion....ahhhhHHHHHHH

Sky:

Usually dresses like just some guy. Yeah he's some dude, please don't look at him too closely, he's normal. He promises

Jokes aside, he isn't all that fancy with his clothes. He dresses pretty boringly all things considered

He likes to dress in pastel/mid tone cool colors, generally avoiding warm colors, with lighter accents

He really likes jogging suits/track suits tho which tends to make him stand out slightly more bc jogging suits tend to have louder patterns on the than Sky usually wears

When he gets fancy he tends to dress in all white, which he looks weirdly good in. White jeans are a fashion choice he would make

There's also his royal clothes that he doesn't like all that much? Much of his childhood was a four way glaring match between himself, Diaspro, and his parents (while Brandon sighs in the background), so he tends to associate thoese clothes with tense uncomfortable situations....which might be the main reason he's primarily dresses very causally

He doesn't give that much of a shit about fashion, he does like his two tone jeans (not split down the middle like Riven and definitely not as much as Riven, but he likes to have a little fun with his pants) and his sectioned shirt

Ends up buying clothes every time he goes to the mall, there's never a moment when he really needs to go shopping bc he's kinda just constantly doing it—and he also gets gifts from Diaspo and his parents (at first) of new clothes (he does the same for Diaspro, the gifts are really petty and back handed on both of their ends but the only way you could tell is if you knew them really well)

Very slightly more interesting than usual casual wear, a jacket here and there, he's guy shaped

Brandon:

Jester. I thought we were friends. I trusted you. Why the fuck are you making me explain what ever is going on with Brandon's fashion sense this is a fucking nightmare /j

There's his prep era (s1+4??) and his actual fashion sense (s2-3)

Let's start with his prep era bc Brandon is apprently a idol who has eras jfjsne

It's like acidemia and prep fashion mixed together

Brandon would never wear a turtleneck, he's not that far gone, but he's trying his best to give rich boy

Button up shirts tucked into slightly high waisted corduroy pants with brown belts, some very unfortunate sweater vests (like truly tragic), and ascots

Imagine the shapes and clothing styles of acidemia, with the colors of the preppy style

I'm thinking he'd wear suit jackets once he realized how fucking stupid he looked in sweater vests

Brandon dresses like he wants to be punched face for being pretentious, Sky takes great offence at the implication that this is how royalty dresses

Yeah, he's just doing this bc he's overcompensating for his lack of royal training in pretending to be Sky. If he dresses like the most obnoxious rich kid ever then no one can question him right?

In my hc he'd dress a little more toned down than the original (the plaid pants, I'm going to attack him) just bc he doesn't want to push it quite that far but still

After his prep era his formal fashion goes fucking hard tho, he's figured out he looks REALLY good in trench coats and suit jackets/vests and he is not afraid to use this information for evil (flirting)

Brandon will suddenly be wearing a suit vest and pants out of fucking no where and destroy everyone on impact

As for his usual fashion, I'd decribe it as what my mom used to try and dress me in middle school—

Brandon is the hot one, that's just how everyone sees him form the characters to the fans, and fucking yet— Look at his fringe and his outfits??

Anyways I'd decribe Brandon's fashion in one word

Loud

Like jfc this man loves his bright colors and patterns, even his swim wear can't escape bright red and having a pattern on the front. He's just like that

If your wondering what loud means in this context, visually agressive, it's eye catching, visual noise, their clothes that demand attention. It also tends to mean obnoxious

If the outfit doesn't hurt my eyes, would Brandon wear it? Probably not—

Colorful men's summer wear (because Brandon is the opposite of a chill baby) that tend to be matching (there is not jacket so it's not a jogging suit but the top and bottoms usually go together, he likes two piece outfits what can I say)

And of course, crop tops. He's not crop tops all day every day (like Riven) but local man REALLY likes showing off his body ok? He's nature's gift to eyes and who is he to deny the everyday person walking down the street a chance to see him? He's not a monster

Brandon tends to be more out there compared to Riven when it comes to crop tops because Brandon has never even made eye contact with shame before in his entire life

Btw he finds out about crop top vests and goes fucking insane for a full week because he can combine his fashion styles into one monstrosity, Sky is going to physically fight him

Usually just ends up shopping the same time that Sky does bc he's there

Timmy:

Can I just call him a fashion disaster and move on?

Please look at his s1 outfit and realize that his over shirt's sleeves are nomrally drawn like it's tucked in somewhere and oh my god it looks so bad I want to commit a violence

Please look at his mess of a camping outfit. A crop top that meets exactly with baggy high waisted sweat shorts. Help him

No but I don't think Timmy even has a fashion sense out side of "I like the color green and orange" and "showing any amount of skin is terrifying"

He's just a stereo typically nerd

Musa (and Riven) got their hands on him once and turned him into an e-boy and Timmy nearly died

Timmy tends to cover up his skin and layer outfits. Not because he's easily cold but as a form of subconscious armor

He is the only one who benefited from s4 putting everyone into their prep era, getting a very dope looking glow up that I would of loved to see at the end of his character arc of being less of a coward that he didn't have

Really, why does Timmy get to escape with his shirt not tucked in. The designer of the boy's s4 outfits was a Timmy stan, smh

Of course that's immediately followed by the tragedy that is his s4 date outfit and I just *points and laughs*

Timmy is the only one who has consistent good in character outfits in every season (not including s8, bc I refuse to look at s8) good for him

Let the man vibe in his baggy white shirts and the more colorful shirt he layered on top of it. Also, shorts. Timmy really likes his shorts

And let's be real

He shops online

Riven:

Pop punk. I refuse to back down on this. Riven's weird little wrist cuffs are too alternative for most other styles. Um pop punk is (the style of my favorite band) like if a rainbow threw up on nomral punk. You get all the usual things like many belts and wrist cuffs, but you also get a fuck ton of colors.

As for shopping headcanons.... Riven's shopping is a mix of thrifting, upcycling the things he's thrifted, hunting down good deals, and saving up money for something he really wants bc Riven is one of the guys that really care about fashion. He doesn't tend to throw away clothes when he grows out of them but upcycle them, often making them more good looking (to him) in the process by mixing and matching colors

Riven really likes his colors ok?

His fashion in s1 is at his most boring half because he doesn't really wanna waste his money on clothes when he has other things to worry about (like never returning to his dad's house), half because he's low key embarrassed about how much he cares about fashion

After s1 however Saladin puts him on missions, which is amazing for him, which means he feels wayyyy less bad about spending money on clothes he likes

Still spends a lot of time just sewing his one pairs of jeans bc all the normal ones are too boring for him

I know I've been talking about his pants a lot but I need to inform you that Riven is fucking allergic to covering up his chest. He will either cut the shirt into a crop top of find a WAY to make sure his abs/pecs are showing. He's obnoxious like that

He's pretty responsible with his money but clothes are his weakness. Yes he needs that pair of bright pink jeans and he needs them right the fuck now. Like his room is pretty sparse but his closet is full...mostly with very colorful jeans

Helia:

Transmasculine that didn't change his style after transitioning

Doesn't care that much about fashion but is dedicated to his aesthetic

His flower child and Flora's flower child are very different. Flora is more high femme fitted clothing floral print, while Helia is more like flowy/puff shirts, earth tones, no prints, ya know???

Flora is more cottage core and Helia is more boho(??). Yes there is a difference, no I cannot explain it

Helia also seems like a bit of a chill baby (aka he gets cold easily) to me, so he usually wears long sleeve and no crop tops here

You'd think this would mean he'd wear more sweaters and jackets but honestly no, he doesn't like stuffing his giant sleeves onto those. He normally just wears a warmer shirt. If he can't do that, then he'll wear a flowy ass jacket

Helia also seems like the type of person to walk around in the house with a blanket over his shoulders, chill baby, I'm saying it

Many many many peasant blouses

Tends to dress more feminine? He doesn't give a fuck. Helia has gender

Helia is also fucking allergic to formal wear, he will wear a fitted shirt on his fucking death bed, fuck you. He thinks their uncomfortable and he feels like they make him look stupid and he hates them some how more than Riven (who also hates suits) which is an achievement. They might also make him feel dysphoric bc they look obviously wrong to him (and only to him)?? Idk it's the vibes

As for shopping, Helia only shops when he knows he needs new clothes and he really doesn't give that much of a fuck about fashion. He usually buys things in one trip until he grows out of them/they get destroyed then he goes out again. It is a horrible process to him

Plus, bonus Nabu:

Nabu tends to dress very traditionally until he's going out when he dresses as fashion forward as the best of them

He usually just gets clothes from his parents (traditional) and shops online (trendy)

He tries to avoid loud colors and patterns in his more modern outfits bc he usually wears those and he also looks good in dark colors thank you

He's either very traditional or chill and casual......

Wait a fucking minute Nabu (Traditional outfits nomrally, with some modern clothes) dresses the opposite of Musa (nomrally modern clothes, with some traditional outfits). What the fuck

#winx club #winx specialists #winx riven #winx helia #winx sky #winx brandon #winx timmy #winx nabu #winx headcanons #rus chatters #asks #trying to explain Riven's living situation is weird bc hes like fine. he has to support himself as soon as hes out of highschool but #hes like fine #im sorta basing him off of my parents who both moved out very young and they both made it very far #like hes fine. annoyed he cant spend a bunch of money on clothes. but fine #idk how to explain it #how fucking long is this jfc #long post

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🔥Summer Time Sal Fisher Extravaganza!🔥

(Contains HCs + a short imagine sequence)

Cw: mentions of sickness due to overheating, vomit mention

When it comes to seasons, autumn and winter are definitely Sal's favorites

He loves all the warm, cozy stuff, good food, and especially the cool to frigid weather.

Autumn and winter Sally are Sal in his natural state, with the oversized sweaters, jeans, fingerless gloves with hoodie and earmuffs

But this post isn't about Sal in winter and fall

Here's some sweet wintertime Sal stuff if you're looking for that

But it's practically July, and we're all kind of burning up, aren't we?

So, yeah, Sally isn't a fan of summer.

He starts getting cranky around the middle of spring, just when it's starting to warm up

His prosthetic is so hot, physically and aesthetically.

It's thick, at least a good quarter of an inch, and either fiberglass or a thick polymer plastic, but definitely not something as soft as medical grade silicone.

Also, it's not just smooth inside like a normal mask would be

There's gonna be all sorts of supporting ridges and padding where Sal needs support to the parts of his face that had the most damage

As well as the tissue Sal shoves up in the right cheek area to help tamp down his drool situation

Needless to say, going around with a thick layer on your face, in summer, with your breath constantly bouncing back in your face because your prosthetics designer gave your mask a coin slot for a mouth... It would make for a bad time.

Those nose holes only provide so much ventilation and I speak this from experience

So to beat the heat, Sal sheds his oversized sweaters and flannels and jeans for cooler clothes, but sticks with his prosthetic

In my DR, Sal didn't like going out without his prosthetic until after his prison stint, where he came to terms with his appearance. Now he only wears it on bad pain days and around kids so he doesnt scare them

But in his teens and early twenties, Sal was much more shy

Since he didn't feel comfortable without his prosthetic, he tried to relieve the heat with clothes that help him stay as cool as possible when in public

I'm talking tank tops and board shorts, band shirts that he's cut the sleeves off of (and sometimes a good portion of the sides too) and cargo shorts, kilts, skirts that Ash lets him borrow, if it keeps him cool, he's wearing it

When Sal is home, or at Larry's, it becomes more a matter of Sal appreciating feeling air in his skin period, whether it's his face or his body

On super hot days you can catch him in only jeans, pajama pants, or his boxers (but only in his room)

Products used by Sal to lessen his sweaty misery during the hot months: baby powder, athletic powder, chalk powder, corn starch, deodorant, antiperspirant, dryer sheets, vapor rub (the menthol makes him think he's cooler than he really is)

If you drop in at Larry's while Sal's there, any summer between 1993 to 1999, you will find them shirtless and gaming or sunken into bean bags surrounded by instruments, sweaty from exchanging licks on the guitar or bass

Their shirts can always be found in the living room, tossed on the couch like they took their shirts off like you would your jacket upon arriving home

Neither Sal or Larry tolerate high heat levels well, though Larry fares better than Sal

Some of the meds Sal takes make him more sensitive to heat and sunlight

So if Sal gets too hot, he starts getting sick at his stomach and a headache. If ignored, his body will decide to start vomiting, which Sal hates, so he feels even worse and eventually has to go home and lie down for a while.

Sal tries to avoid going outside if the heat levels go above 95°

Due to his scarring, his sweat glands got a little messed up, so some work, some don't. Regardless it means he can't cool off the way the body is intended to

However his only exception is to go swimming

Larry discovered this the summer after Sal came to Nockfell...

It was a sweltering July afternoon, around three when the day was at it's hottest. The AC at Addison's was on the fritz, and Larry and Sal were laying like dead flies on the kitchen floor of Larry's apartment. The basement apartment was cooler than Sal's up on the fourth floor, but not by much.

"You wanna go to the lake, dude?" Larry asked as he shifted his body so it was touching fresh, cool tile instead of the body heated tile he had previously been occupying.

"I dunno, Larry" Sal said from his spot on the floor only feet away, "It's hot as hell. Everyone's gonna be there. And I'm already having to dry my prosthetic out from the sweat, so I can't wear it."

So Larry went about describing this spot that he knew about, a pretty deep creek that split off from Wendigo Lake.

"Not a lot of people know about it, dude. My dad used to take me there when I was a kid... There's a swinging rope (:3)."

Finally, between the unbearable heat, which was ever pressing down on Sal as he did the same as Larry and repositioned himself on a new stretch of cool tile, and Larry's descriptions of this forest oasis, Sally relented, "Okay. We'll go. But I'm not walking."

"Of course, dude" Larry said, getting up to ask Lisa to drive them. He remembered the last time Sal had overheated. They had tried to walk clear across town to a new record shop and Larry had ended up having to carry Sal home, thrown over his shoulder. It wouldn't have been so bad, but about halfway there, Sal had puked down his back

Lisa happily drove them. The boys had been laying around for days, and she was happy for the excuse to get them outside.

The heat got better once Larry and Sal got under the canopy of the trees surrounding Wendigo Lake. Larry led Sal straight to it, no loss of direction at all, even though there was no trail. Sal did have a little struggle at the end, there was a hill that was just too steep for Sal's shorter legs to climb. There were rocks interspersed up the hill, which Larry climbed easily. To his credit, Sal tried, trying to stretch from one rock to the next, but they were spaced too far apart.

So Larry ended up giving him a hand and hauling Sal up the hill from where he was perched. They were more than a little sweaty in their swim shorts and shirts, and getting a little cranky. But as Sal stood from climbing up the last bit of hill, he looked down at the view that was now unblocked.

Sal had been seeing glimpses of a creek that, in his opinion, seemed too dried up to swim in. They might be lucky to get their ankles wet, he had thought. But before him, he saw that the creek widened here, and looked pretty deep, the water dark and the bottom concealed. There was a tree next to them, large and sprawling and it shaded the area. A thick rope was tied to a low hanging branch and a set of bicycle handlebars had been tied to it, for maximum grip.

A tree had fallen in the creek at some point and the water covered it except for the ends of gnarly looking roots which stuck up at one end. A part of its long trunk was visible in the water towards the center. Beyond the tree, there was an area that had been cleared enough for lounging on the shore and in one space, sunbathing.

"Well?" Larry asked, "What do you-"

And Sal was already sprinting past Larry, catching the rope as he passed and swinging into the water, coming up a few seconds later with a victorious whoop.

Larry blinked for a second. Besides fights, he'd never seen Sal move so fast. He looked to the left where Sal had been standing and only found his shirt, shoes, socks, and towel. He smiled to himself as he bent to collect his friends things and carried them to the little cove the forest made. Once there, Larry's shirt, towel and shoes joined Sal's in a little pile off to the side. Then he returned to the hill and flung himself into the water, not even using the rope, letting out a Tarzan yell as he speared through the air.

And that's how Larry learned that Sal absolutely loves all things water.

They were there until well after dark, which worked out because they were able to walk back home in relative safety from the heat at that point.

Yes, Sal will swim all day if you let him

Sal really likes diving and being completely submerged

The feeling of near weightlessness that water gives Sal on his face, head and neck is a huge relief, and he takes full advantage of it

In the summer months, Sal and the gang spent a lot of time at the lake, either where everyone else swims, but mostly at Larry's secret spot

Sal was never taught to swim btw

His body has just always known how

He'd only ever been swimming twice before Larry took him to his cove, and those times were at the pool

So when Sal swims, it's not like he's swimming and diving like a professional athlete or anything

He can doggy paddle, long stroke, and mermaid dive

But it works for him, he can swim like hell and hold his breath forever

It's actually kind of beautiful seeing Sal underwater

His hair swirls around his head and face like seaweed, the bubbles decorate the ridges of his scars and his smile is absolutely radiant

#💙 #sally face #sal fisher #sally face sal fisher #sally face sal #sally face headcanons #sal fisher headcanons #larry johnson #sally face larry #sally face larry johnson #cw mentions of stomach sick #cw vomit mention

[catch-the-wind]

dating biker!xiao

so i’ve continued brainrotting and here is a part 3 no one asked for. all i'm doing at this point is making myself feel really single and down bad horrendous

if you're reading this directly on my blog, i'm really sorry, i know there's something wrong with my keep reading cut. it should be okay if you're reading this on the tumblr dashboard, but all the content is the same. i'm working on fixing the cut though! <3

anyway! i hope you enjoy the hc's. this isn't proofread, i literally just wrote this and am going to bed rn to blush into my pillows. feedback is welcome and encouraged! my inbox is open for it <3 enjoy and thank you for reading-

xiao and a motorcycle || riding with xiao || dating biker!xiao || the firsts: i love you || the firsts: kiss(es...) || the firsts: fixing his bike

tags: genshin impact, genshin impact x reader, xiao, xiao x reader, suggestive, tw suggestive, biker!xiao

his eyeliner is sometimes the only color on him except black, white, and the green of his hair

naturally, he’s been doing his eyeliner for a really long time so he’s good at doing it quickly

you’ve seen him use a knife to make the eyeliner straight before but then he looked up at you and smiled like you were the light of his life so two very different yet still extremely attractive vibes

i just want to kiss this man and feel us smile into the kisses 😭

anyway he’s good at doing eyeliner, so if you’re not good at eyeliner, he’ll do it for you or help you with it

and by that i mean he’ll sit you in his lap, do your eyeliner, and then press a kiss to your lips afterward

this man is so indulgent with his s/o, the smile reserved just for you and the number of KISSES he’ll give you just because?? you are his DARLING and it shows

once you start dating he gets a motorcycle helmet for you 🥺 in your size, so you don’t have to use the other one he has for guest passengers especially since he’s not taking any other ppl on his bike

would be down to get small matching decals with you for the helmet but only if you want to

gets you riding gear too, despite him being a super safe rider

dress for the slide, not for the ride

it’s a just in case but he’s prepared bc he really cares about you <3

when you go out, you don’t always take his bike but he usually wears his jacket anyway. he probably owns a few sweatshirts but usually wears them to sleep or smth

and if you get cold while you’re out, he absolutely gives you his jacket or does that thing where he opens his jacket for you and you snuggle in with him

he probably lets you steal his sweaters too, if you can fit in them or have them be oversized (as a short person myself i want to steal xiao’s sweaters and snuggle in)

might hold your hand in public, likes playing with your fingers but it’s especially noticeable when you’re alone

has definitely used the excuse that your hands get cold and he has to warm them <3 and the liTTLE KISSES HE WOULD PRESS TO YOUR KNUCKLES TOO

probably down with pet names. if you call him sweetheart, he internally uwus but if you call a good doggo sweetheart or smth, xiao probably comes running too 😭 and then he’ll get all disappointed bc he thought you were calling him

“when you need me, you call out my name. i thought ‘sweetheart’ was my name 🥺”

okay okay okay but “my love” is one of his favorites after the ily’s happen

and so is “my sweet love” and “handsome” or “my darling.” loves being called anything to do with your love

tells you that his middle name is alatus which he doesn’t tell anyone

and since alatus means “winged” or “of good repute” depending on the language you’re using for its etymology (both can apply to xiao tho and i love that, there’s so much lore to be unpacked there) i feel like a pet name along those lines would be cute too. like “my angel” or “my dove” bc doves can also represent freedom, love, purity, etc in some cultures

but he definitely loves that “my” in front of the pet names~ he likes feeling yours, but that he’s yours freely. giving himself to you, fully, vulnerably

xiao is also a gamer but not everyone knows that, esp since he comes off more like a scary biker often

but he likes seeing you in his clothes or taking an interest in some of the games he plays, esp if it’s a current interest. definitely would want to play with you and teach you how to play the game if you were unfamiliar

would probably do that thing where he gets really close over your shoulder and puts his hand over yours- maybe dropping a kiss to your cheek or your neck every now and again and reveling in it when it throws you off-

probably has a stupid hot smirk on his face when you do get distracted bc it means you’re as affected as he is-

the first time he teaches you how to play, it absolutely ends up in making out on his gaming chair, either with you on his lap or you seated on the chair and him standing over you, his hand at your nape and holding you while he kisses you dizzy-

same as if you were to ask him to teach you how to ride his bike

the first lesson he’s giving you, the bike is off, no one is wearing the gear because the bike isn’t moving, and you’re straddling the bike, xiao next to you while he points out the throttle, the clutch, the brake, etc

he’s teaching you how to position your hands better and he’s actually very serious bc he’s big on safety, but there are moments when he’s so close that you can feel his body heat radiating through his clothes and he’s so close and so warm

and there’s a look between the both of you that’s absolutely not focused on the motorcycle lesson at all and suddenly it’s warmer because wow you look attractive on his bike and wow he looks so warm and strong and his arms and his jaw and his hands are all tensing-

and then his hands are cupping your face and his lips are on yours, his teeth nipping at your bottom lip gently-

i’m fine i’m fine i’m totally fine no one look at me i’m going to BED now oh my god

#lyz.writes #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #xiao #xiao x reader #suggestive #tw suggestive #biker!xiao #can we ignore that i had to come back because i forgot to include an ENTIRE SECTION on this fic

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PUPPY LOVE

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"What the hell is that?" Renjun called from his bedroom in the general direction of his other roommates, who were relaxing in the living room. When he received no reply, and the hammering on their front door continued, Renjun made his way out into the other room. 

Chenle and Jisung had been curled up together on the couch, but when the noise started they had both startled and sat up straight, staring wide-eyed at the other two older boys. Jeno and Jaemin were looking between each other, debating whether or not it was a good idea to let the maniacal door-knocker into their apartment. 

"Is anyone going to answer the door?" Renjun replied irritated, ignoring the apprehension of his friends and walking towards the entrance. Just as Jisung was about to tell Renjun not to open it, he heard his name being called through the wooden door. 

"Jisung, are you home?" Came the frantic voice Jisung recognised as his close friend, Y/N. "Someone please answer, I really need your help."

All the boys turned to face Jisung, as if he had the answer to why you were agitatedly trying to bang down their door. Jisung sat frozen to the couch, unsure what to do, until Chenle sharply nudged him under the ribs with his elbow. "Answer the door, dummy."

Jisung reached the door and opened it quickly, his eyes taking in your dishevelled state only causing his anxiety levels to raise higher than a healthy level. He grabbed your forearm and gently pulled you into the apartment, silently asking you to explain your situation. 

Between shallow, shaky breaths, you managed to explain that you'd lost your dog, and by your unsteady hands and red, tear-stained eyes, the boys realised that this was a situation they had to take seriously. You'd come to them because you genuinely had no idea what else to do, and hoped they would be able to help. 

Shocked into silence by your revelation that you'd lost the dog they'd been looking after just hours earlier, it took Jisung and his friends a few long moments to finally kick themselves into action. Renjun, who was still standing, moved to the entrance and slipped a pair of sandals on hurriedly. He placed a hand on your shoulder and said, "I'll come back with you to your place so you can grab Saja's leash and some treats."

Barely registering your own head nodding, you allowed Renjun to lead you back to your own apartment to prepare for the search and rescue mission of your dog. After the door to their own apartment shut, Chenle, Jeno, and Jaemin headed to their respective rooms to grab sturdy walking shoes and loose sweaters. The fact Jisung's arguably favourite dog had just done a runner seemed to take a longer time to register in Jisung's head, but when it did, he was a mess. 

Following his friend's leads and running to his room, he hastily threw on a pair of mismatched runners and was the first one ready to leave. "Come on!" He cried impatiently as his friends came back from their rooms, moving from foot to foot as he waited in front of the door. 

Jaemin eyed his younger roommate carefully before stating, "getting so worked up isn't going to help us find Saja."

Barely managing to roll his eyes, Jisung distracted himself by opening the door and ushering the others out into the hallway. "If I find Saja for Y/N, then she will like me more."

Both Jeno and Jaemin shared an incredulous look, but before either of them could respond you and Renjun came bursting from your apartment carrying a harness, leash, and bag filled with dog snacks. Without saying a word to the others, you guided them to the stairwell and down the floors as quick as your messily tied shoes could carry you. 

When you made it out onto the street, into the still-warm summer night air, you realised just how unprepared you actually were. It had been about ten minutes since Saja had disappeared on you, and you had no idea which way he had actually gone. He was there one second, and gone the next. 

"I lost him over there," you managed, pointing towards a dumpster by the side of your apartment building. "He could be anywhere by now."

"Okay, so here's what's going to happen," Renjun started, obviously the most clear-headed out of the six of you. "I'll take Y/N and go this way, Jeno and Chenle can go the opposite way, and Jaemin and Jisung can go that way."

Jisung found himself a little miffed that he wasn't able to pair off with you, but it made sense because neither of you were really in the right mind to effectively look for your dog together. At least Jaemin would be able to calm Jisung's worries. Renjun continued, "we will search for half an hour first before we start to regroup and search the pounds. If you see Saja, grab his collar and by god, don't let go. Understand?"

Everyone nodded, and with that silent agreement you all split off into your own directions. 

Jisung and Jaemin were given the task of searching north, and started heading off down a road which would eventually lead them to the river. For the most part, their search was wholly void of conversation as they both called Saja's name and peered behind rubbish bins, bus stops, and down darkened alleyways. After twenty-five minutes of fruitless searching, the road turned into a pedestrian only walkway and there really wasn't anything Jisung and Jaemin could do besides head forwards. 

As they checked behind a shrub way too small to hide the shiba inu they were after, Jaemin decided to finally break the silence. "When you said you wanted to find Saja to get Y/N to like you, what did you mean by that?"

Jisung tried to groan, but because of his nerves it came out more like an awkward voice crack. Managing to contain his nerves for a second, he said "I know how much Y/N loves this dog, and I'm really scared for her. The time I've spent walking him with her and seeing how much she fawns over him...Saja feels like he's my dog too."

Jaemin let out a short, affectionate laugh. "I could tell you liked Saja when he was staying with us, and that explains your nerves. But you completely avoided my question."

This time, Jisung did groan. "If you're trying to get me to admit I like Y/N, then you're wasting your time. You already know the answer to that." A beat of silence passed, and knowing he had Jaemin's full support, Jisung added, "I'm sick of feeling like a boy compared to you and Jeno and Renjun. I want Y/N to see me as a man, and I think that by finding her dog I might be a hero to her."

As Jaemin started cooing at Jisung's curious admission, Jisung shoved the older boy away from him with a huff and finally focused on the mission at hand again. Although it was summer, the light of the day was starting to fade, and the anxiety started to seep back in. In his peripheral vision, Jisung noticed a small movement. He didn't think too much of it, assuming it was just Jaemin, until he realised Jaemin had stopped paces back to tie up his shoe laces. Looking closer, Jisung's chest was filled with childlike hope as he spotted a familiar tan coat of fur. 

-

After searching for so long and finding absolutely nothing, you were just about ready to give up. Renjun, to his credit, had indulged in your worry and had been searching behind every single chair, bush, and object you came around in the hopes of finding your dog there, even though he knew half the things you two were looking behind were not big enough to conceal Saja anyway. 

At some point, you'd walked by the entrance to the subway station closest to your house and found Elodie and Yeonmi wandering around the area, aimlessly searching for your dog. In your fretful state, you'd completely forgotten to introduce your friends to Renjun, but it appeared no one blamed you and they'd been getting on fine so far. 

"Y/N, it's been half an hour," Renjun mentioned quietly, coming up to place a hand on your shoulder while you searched under a parked car. "I'll give Jaemin and Jeno a call and we can start deciding who goes to search which pounds."

Straightening up, you felt your cheeks dampen and you realised you'd started crying again. The thought of your beloved Saja being locked in a cold, dirty cage, terrified and entirely alone, was too much for your heart to handle. Elodie came up to you and quietly wrapped her arms around you, pulling you close to her body and surrounding you in the warmth of her large jacket. 

Yeonmi rubbed small, slow circles on your back as Elodie released you, and reassured, "Saja being in a pound isn't great, but at least he's safe there. We will find him."

"Okay," you sniffled, wiping your nose on the tissue Renjun had kindly handed you earlier. "I guess we should go back." Renjun nodded resignedly, and started walking back the way you had come. Elodie let out a defeated, sad sigh, and you almost didn't hear your phone ringing over how loud she was exhaling. 

"Jisung?" You questioned in disbelief once you'd managed to grab your phone and read the caller ID. Your three friends halted in their steps and turned around to stare at you when they realised who was calling. They couldn't hear what Jisung was saying, but by the absolutely relieved smile that washed over your face they could tell it was good news. "Oh my god, I literally love you, Jisung! Okay, we'll be over as soon as possible."

Elodie and Yeonmi shared a knowing look at your praising of Jisung, and were happy to finally see the anxiety roll off your shoulders and a wide smile on your face. "Him and Jaemin found Saja down by the river, where Jisung and I usually took him on walks. I should have known!"

Putting your metaphorical running shoes on (you were actually wearing slides), you sprinted as fast as you could to where Jisung said he was, Renjun, Elodie, and Yeonmi trailing behind you begging you to slow down. With Saja's leash in one hand, and your phone gripped in your other, the concrete under your feet switched to grass as you approached Jisung and Saja's location. 

You detected two figures crouched down on the grass, stroking the fur of a familiar dog. As you got closer, Jaemin registered your presence and stood up, stepping away from Saja. His friend's sudden movement caused Jisung to also look towards you, and a shy smile graced his face as his hand held onto Saja's collar tightly. Jogging towards them and completely out of breath, you managed an 'oh my god, you found him' before you fell to your knees in front of your excited dog. 

Clearly oblivious to the commotion and panic he'd caused, Saja gave your cheeks a generous amount of slobbery licks, not quite sure why you were burying your face into his fur so tightly but thankful for the attention nonetheless. After a few long seconds, you pulled yourself away from your dog and clipped his leash onto his collar, making it harder for him to bolt away if he so chose to. 

Standing up on trembling legs, you passed the leash over to Jaemin; behind you you could hear that Renjun, Elodie, and Yeonmi had finally arrived. Through heavy, wheezy gasps Renjun panted, "damn, Y/N, who knew you were so speedy?"

Ignoring Renjun, you turned your attention to Jisung, the one who you assumed had found Saja and called you to tell you the great news. He stood over a head taller than you, and was watching you with a twinkle in his eyes - he was simply happy to see you so happy. 

Without thinking, you suddenly threw your arms around his neck in a surprise embrace. Jisung stumbled back slightly, totally unprepared for your affectionate attack, but managed to steady himself and place his hand on your lower back, subtly pulling you closer into him. You couldn't resist burying yourself into the space between his shoulder and neck, and he ran a gentle hand over your hair in an act of reassurance. "Everything is okay now."

"Oh Jisung, I was so so worried," you whispered into his t-shirt, feeling tears brimming in the corner of your eyes again and hoping you wouldn't leave a stain in the fabric. 

"I know," he soothed, "but Saja is safe now."

Regaining your composure after relishing in the warmth of Jisung's hug, you finally pulled away from him, earning yourself a sigh from the tall boy. Looking up at him and finding him slightly flushed, you stood on your tip toes and placed a soft kiss on his cheek, mere millimetres away from his lips. He let out a startled yelp, but didn't pull away, although his face bloomed a delicious colour of red when he realised all your friends were watching you with affectionate grins on their faces. 

"It's all thanks to you, Jisung!" You asserted happily. "I guess I really do owe you that dinner date now!"

Puppy Love [part eighteen]

Description: When you move into a new apartment, you’re pleasantly surprised to find out your neighbours are all attractive. Really attractive. You find yourself developing a crush on one of your said neighbours when he offers to help you train your dog, Saja, but you quickly realise he has absolutely no idea what he’s doing...

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*:..｡o○Ruishiro Takizaku○o｡..:*

Basic : Ruishiro Takizaku a 18 Year Old Hero Apprentice who Works under the Under Hound Agency. He has a height of 6'2 with a lean and muscular build, He Prefers to Be Called Rui instead of His First Name. His Hero Name is ' Morphicus '

Appearance : He Is a Rather intimidating Young Man; if his Height and Build isn't enough to scare people then The Sharp and seemingly permanent glare he'd usually show would do the trick. He has a pair of Transparent eyes which reflects the Purest Color of an Amethyst, Short Ashy Blue Hair that's usually Styled in a Messy and Lazy Manner. He has Ear Piercings on both ears and his Fingers are filled with stainless steel Rings. His usual attire consist of a Black Button Up shirt, Black Jeans and a High Collared Jacket and finally Heavy Combat Boots. His Expressions are Rather complex but the most prominent Expression he wears is the usual Death Glare that never seems to disappear or the infamous ' Stone cold Bitch Face '

Personality : Though He may Seem Cold and Distant at First especially with his Intimidating Expression; You Better hope it stays That way because he is actually an Asshole at Heart. He's Sarcastic, Brutal and Cruel with his Words and He wouldn't even care what that person's Status is may it be a president, the no. Hero, a Family Member or His Lover, It wouldn't matter. This Trait of His Gets Him into a Lot of Unnatural Trouble since it's his Nature to be argumentative and Hostile and he seems to have a hidden world of Remarks to match his Wits. But during One of the Very Rare moments where his Asshole meter has reduced half way he is actually very Sweet but has an odd way of showing it. He lives for the chase and it's one of it. Generally he is like any human being, Complex. But if the situation calls for it he is polite and respectful to those People he hasn't formed a solid opinion for yet. If you want annoying then go To Rui; He Tests People's wits and Irritates them unconsciously just to see where their True Feelings Lies; He has a big brain so his analytical skills is beyond average, he is observant and knows How to Manipulate a situation that's being laid in front of him. So being an actor, lying and charming his way in is not a big deal.

Quirk : Umbra Morphology; The Ability To Morph into Something Inhumane By the use of Darkness or Any objects that Holds the Color 'Black'. When the Ability is used; Black Sticky Viscous Substance will crawl onto the User's Chosen Body Part for Transformation and slowly Consume that Body Part while Forming the desired form of the User. But the color stays on and unchangeable.

How it was acquired/ Small backstory: in the First Place He was deemed Useless by Society and was lesser than Trash Meaning; He was Quirkless. His Family was surprisingly accepting of his current state but He Himself did not Like how low he had stood with the constant Mockery of those people who had quirks. He wanted to acquire his own Quirk. He wanted to acquire Power for Himself and Show everyone that he was worth something and because of this selfish desire of His He began to search desperately; He searched up the Black web and Looked for any possible ways to acquire power without Having a Quirk. Sure there were sites that offered to use his body as a Lab Rat but that may possibly get him killed. So he kept searching and searching until he stumbled onto a site that offered a Mystery Box. It was Cheap; Too cheap that it was suspicious but he was curious. He wanted to know what was inside, could it be a gadget that could grant him Power? Could it be body parts instead? Whatever it is ; something urged him to buy it. And that's where he slowly began to ruin his own Life.

Fast Forward to a Few Days; The package arrived and to his utter Disappointment it was a price of Paper in a Box. He paid for something like this. A paper.... No a contract, a Black eerie paper that had letters written with white ink. He later decided that the Site he bought it from was a scam because when he searched it up again; There was nothing. He didn't bother reading the paper at all. And one night when he was answering his Assignments, his eyes drifted towards the black paper on his desk and when he took a closer look the words were not in the language that he spoke of. It was an ancient language; that's all he could confirm but judging by the output it really was a contract . So thinking that it would be fun he signed the contract and that's where things began to get scary ( I'll skip the other stuff)

He Later found out that The contract he signed was a Contract to be a Vessel of The Demon Of Darkness Umbrachus, A demon that had forced Rui To Accept it in his Body now his Body isn't his own. Sure Rui was happy to know that he had a 'quirk' now but later when he found out what price he needed to pay was the cause of his mass destruction. He had plunged himself on his own demise. The Demon craved the Flesh of and Blood of Humans and it forced Rui to eat Raw Flesh. Umbrachus was a demon associated with Wrath, Pride and Greed so if any of those emotions are triggered by Rui then there's a high chance of Umbrachus Gaining Control of his body. The Demon was Toying with Rui; Umbrachus Started Manipulating Rui's surroundings and giving him Hallucinations. Rui feard sleeping because Umbrachus could gain Control over his body whole he was passed out. And Finally Rui had enough when Umbrachus had nearly Killed His Younger sister due to Hunger; With the incident taking Place Rui Fled. He Fled and Lived in the streets, He fought the demon with all his might and when he was at his wits that's where Hellhound appeared to his rescue. Hell Hound runs a Hero Agency called Under Hound. And this Agency isn't just associate with heroes. They are also Masters of the Occult so Hell Hound who was in a similar situation as Rui took Pity on the Boy and Took him to His Agency where Rui was Given Proper Training to Control the Demon. And soon Rui was given a chance to become a Hero; not a Hero for the public or media but a Hero of The Night. A Hero Who Kills Villains not arrest them.

Trivia Facts

* He Has a Very Bad Sweet tooth And is a Fan of Spicy Food.

* He Was Given a Choice to change his name but he Kept it That way because he Thinks Being called Rui is Cool

* Has a Soft Spot For Dogs

* After Umbrachus Forcefully shared his Body he lost the ability to use Chopsticks and whenever he tries to use them he gets frustrated since it always slips.

* He may Not Look it But he is actually a Big Fan of Sappy Love stories but after Umbrachus entered his Body he started liking Hard Core Gore.

* He used to be Slender and Lanky but Having a Demon inside him had it's Perks.

* He prefers Convenience Store Food Over 5 star Meals.

* He is Bisexual

* He May Have Sadistic Tendencies . He blames it on Umbrachus but Umbrachus spoke otherwise.

* He's an Asshole But He respects Independent women; He was raised by only his Mother being present so he was Disciplined strictly .

* It is mentioned that he is a Fan of Sappy Love stories so surprisingly he is actually very romantic and loving if he ever finds a Lover.

* He is a Master of Lying but He prefers the Truth over lies since he is used to Saying unfiltered insults Opinions.

* A Seafood addict

* He may or May Not be Into Witchcraft

* Can speak Fluent Bullshit

* He can Form Umbra Claws, or even sink himself into the darkness to come deal his presence so he is mostly sent on stealth missions because of this advantage.

* Babies Creep Him out. Don't Ask. It just Does.

* He can't smile for shit and when he tries it comes out as a mocking smirk or a sadistic grin.

* Has Perfect control. Over his Facial expressions but tends to keep it Monotoned and Bitch-Like.

* An actual Dork and Goes to Animal Cafe

* a Fan of Musicals Especially Phant of the Opera.

* Surprisingly has Good Singing Voice

* If he's not pissing anyone off then he's flirting with someone without noticing it.

* Can Cook a whole feast but eats Cup noodles instead.

* Owns 2 large bookshelves filled with Books he never reads. Or even has the patience to read one.

* Has a Dog Named Cat.

* He claims to be allergic to the cold so his clothes are mostly sweaters, jackets, hoodies, anything thats warm. Even if it's in the middle of the summer with everyone sweating bullets you'll see him walking around casually with heavy clothes on.

* He has a mild Disdain for overconfident brats with flashy Quirks.

* Shameless with his Opinions

* Likes Blueberries

* Fast Food is his Only Food.

Note: I don't Exactly Have a Drawn Picture of Him since I'm still Contemplating a Few Details but I did make a Rough Appearance Idea of Him in Picrew. This Picture is Not Mine To own I'm just showing you guys what he'd Mostly Look Like. The art belongs to a Talented Artists with a Bright Future ahead. If you know them. Then give them my regards and Thanks ^^ . I Repeat This is Just an Example ^^ the Picture is NOT mine.

Extra Note : If You Have a Few Questiona for him then Don't Hesitate to Mention Him in your Ask ^^ . You are Free to Interact with him.

#Rui Answers #Rui #Marchioness's Oc #Persona #Ruishiro Takizaku

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Heart Broken(Roman x Patton)

I have a oneshot book over on wattpad that is a request book for the sides and thomas and any of thomas' friends, and it could be an x reader by request.

I have a chapter from it that I am really proud of, so Imma post it here. Also, please ask for requests for my book.

"-because I really like you! Like, a lot. Would you please, please be in a relationship with me?" Roman says to Virgil with love filled puppy dog eyes. Virgil takes a step back from Roman, as his eyebrows raise in confusion.

"I'm sorry Ro, I'm not really over you being horrible to me. I'm really trying not to hold a grudge, but I still feel hurt from you saying all those things to me. Even if you apologized," he took a deep breath and exhaled some of his air before continuing. "My answer is no. I hope we can still friends." Virgil left the living room hugging his sides and pulling his jacket as close as he could to himself, barest trace of a heavy frown and wet eyes, heading back into his own room. 

He knew it was gonna hurt Roman to hear that he didn't like him back, but he didn't want to fake anything to have it hurt worse later. 

Roman was not taking it well. Being the fanciful side and the romantic side left for higher hopes and harder falls.

He stood there in shock for a moment before realizing what just happened. Then his eyes began to fill with tears and he hung his head in shame. However, his mind jumped to one person that would make him feel better. 

Patton.

He walked up the stairs with his head still tilted downward and tears still leaking from his eyes. He ignored Logan with a small sob as he passed him in the hallway when he asked what was wrong. Logan decided to awkwardly walk on, as emotions weren't his strong point, and he knew roman was headed to Patton's room anyways.  

When Roman finally got to Patton's door, he just rested his head against it and said with all the voice that he could muster around the lump in his throat,

"Patto-" Only Roman couldn't finish his word before he broke into sobs. The door was quickly opened and Roman was pulled inside Patton's room by cat sweater covered arms.

The door closed behind the two of them and Roman was engulfed in a warm hug. He began crying, hard, into Patton's shoulder. Patton started swaying them back and forth while combing through Roman's hair, humming something soft that sounded an awful lot like Happier by Bastille(ft. Marshmellow).

Patton picked up Roman with his Dad Strength© and sat Roman down on the bed like he weighed nothing. He sat down next to Roman, pushing up his glasses in the process. Patton then wiped away Roman's tears with his thumbs, and cupped Roman's face with his hands.

"What's wrong Kiddo? What's got you all worked up?" Patton's voice soft, as to not make Roman feel any worse. Except Roman felt worse anyway, having to explain what just happened.

"I-I've li-i-i-iked Virgil for a lo-o-ong ti-" He stopped to let out a sob and catch his breath. Patton took a deep breath in through his nose and out through his mouth. Roman copied as he let in a gasp of air through his nose, and out through his mouth which is shaped like an o, and continues.

"I've liked him for a lo-ong time, and, I t-oh-o-old him, and he said I was mean! From when I was mean to hi-I-I-im. And it hurts my feelings!" He said through post crying hiccups. "I don't know what to-o-*gasp*-o do!"

"Oh kiddo! That sounds horrible! I'm sorry! That's rough. What did you say after he told you no?" Patton holds Roman's hands for support, and pulls a comforter around them.

"I didn't say anything! He told me he hopes we can still be friends, and then he left! Then I cane to you!" Roman pulls his hands away from Patton's, making Patton frown, and put his head in them.

"What am I gonna do Patton? It is going to be so awkward from now on. WhatdoIdo....." The last little bit was kind of muttered and smushed together due to Roman curling in on himself more.

Patton raised his eyebrows in concern and used his hands to gently lift Roman's face to look up at him. Patton placed a gentle kiss on Roman's forehead, then said,

"It'll be okay Princey. You know Virgil isn't one for grudges, so I'm sure you can still be friends. As for relationships, you could....." Roman didn't quite catch the last part of what Patton was saying, mainly because he mumbled it and looked away.

"What was that last part? Patton?" He was confused, but also hopeful. Patton was a wonderful person, and would surely know what to do in this case. Patton cleared his voice, and took a deep breath.

"You could be in a relationship with me! That's what I said..." Patton looked at Roman long enough to say the first sentence, but didn't want to see Roman's face once he finished the last one.

Roman's heart mended and melted at the same time. Patton was so adorable and cared for Roman enough to have feelings for him. It was completely endearing to Roman. But he had to make sure that he was taking this the right way.

"You.....like me? Like, like me like me?" Roman didn't want to be too hopeful, but he likes Patton too. As much as he likes Virgil(cause you can like 2 people at once fight me). Patton, still not looking at Roman, nodded and curled in lips. He was bracing himself for rejection, eyes closed tight, but wasn't prepared for Roman to cup his cheek that was still facing him.

"Aw, Pat. I like you too. Like you like you. You are absolutely adorable," he paused, "And you can look at me now, darling." Patton uncurled his lip and looked at Roman, with big eyes. A tear leaked out of his left eye, and he was quick to wipe it away, even though he knew Roman already saw it.

"Oh, come now. No need for crying. Only love in here." He pointed at his heart. "And in here." He rested his hand on Patton's chest.

Patton smiled big, and pulled Roman into a even bigger hug. They hugged for a minute, before Roman pulled his face away from Patton's chest and giving him a short and sweet kiss on the lips.

A wonderful end to a heart breaking experience.

Hope you like this as much as I liked writing it! This ship is probably my favorite out of all of them. Both to read and write.

Please request some ships, I would love to do lots of them!

Here is a link to the book if you want to check it out.

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The Ghost Of You

15 - In Love, For Real

This chapters songs:

Frame Of Reference: Drug Store Romeos

Baby Blue; Stevie Dinner

Magic Wand; URL

- Y. L. Perspective

"Koushi, I don't even really care about it anymore. He's not gonna be trouble, " I quietly him, waiting for him to mumble something. Instead, he kept looking down at the floor below him in silence. After giving him a summary of our history I could only assume Sugawara felt bad for assuming that Oikawa was an issue.

"I was just scared; with the way you looked at him and hid when you saw him, I assumed you felt unsafe or that something had happened between you and him. But I'm sorry. I know approaching the situation with 'I'll beat his ass' isn't exactly the best solution to finding out what happened," He giggled. Koushi was extremely angry with the idea that I was in the same room with somebody who might have done something to or with me. Oikawa only wishes.

His shoulders become soft when I pat them with my left hand. We had just gotten to my house after coming back from the gym, exhausted from the practice game, even if we hadn't played. Koushi leaned back onto his car, putting his hands into his pockets and sighing. "Spring is around the corner,

Y/n," he says in a gentle tone. "If it's okay with you, I'd like to take you out a lot during that time. Even if we're just friends."

'Just friends? Is that what he thinks we are?' I furrow my brows in frustration. After much panic and distress from this entire situation with Koushi, I wasn't expecting him to turn all "friendly" with me. "..friends?"

"Uhm..since you haven't made up your mind yet, I wasn't sure if you were gonna tell me something or not. I'm just saying: if things don't work out, I still want to keep you as a close friend. You mean a lot to me," he explains, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

I stop leaning on his car and stand in front of him. I wasn't sure why I did it, or what I was thinking, but I knew that I had something to say. I just stood in front of him and looked down at my tennis shoes. "I already know what I want, Suga. I just don't know how to tell you how I feel. I've never felt so at home with somebody. Not the way I do with you. I don't think I've ever cried as much as I do when I'm with you, which is the most embarrassing thing ever. And I..." my words trail off when his hand meets my jaw and lifts it for my eyes to meet his. "I think I'm in love with you, too, Koushi."

His lips part slightly when I whisper to him, churning a pit of butterflies in my gut. I'd never genuinely felt so weak under his grasp. I'm an independent and strong girl who never lets anybody take control of me— not until I'm under the grasp of Koushi Sugawara. He runs his hand up my waist and onto my back, pushing me further into him. To my surprise, he doesn't kiss me like all the other times. Instead, he wraps his strong arms around my back and holds me tightly against him, tucking his face into my neck.

"Y/n...I'd been dying for you to tell me that," he says as I ease into him, breathing in his scent. He smelt sweet, fresh, and masculine all at once. Every time I inhaled I melted in his hands simply because of how good he smelled.

I closed my eyes and embraced my love for Koushi through the hug, feeling his heartbeat call to mine through our chests. What I felt for him was something completely different than anything I've ever experienced. Knowing that all this time I was so in love with the guy and I hadn't noticed made me feel like an idiot.

But of course love him. I smile just thinking about holding his hand and seeing his lovely face. When his warmth fills my body, I feel at ease. If I catch myself fantasizing about his lips on my skin, my muscles stiffen and I scream inside. And when he kisses me, every hormone—every nerve— every vein— everything goes wild. I wouldn't even be able to imagine the impure things I want with him without short-circuiting. In every bitter situation, I stumble upon, there he is to catch me, to tell me that I'll be okay. How could I not get myself into this mess?

I didn't care about the consequences. I wanted to fall into deep, beautiful, painful love with Koushi Sugawara.

"Y/n." My eyes shutter open at his call for me before I pull away slightly to look at him. "Is it okay if I stay over for a little bit? I wanna spend some alone time with you before leaving."

I nod my head, smiling. "Of course, come on, let's head inside."

-

Sugawara swept off his jacket and folded it in half, placing it onto my nightstand. "Hey, do you still have the hood I gave you the day of the party?" He asks me while I'm rummaging through my drawers to find something comfortable to sleep in.

"Ah, I do! I completely forgot about it until you mentioned it; sorry I kept it for so long," I say, pulling out his black jacket from the bottom drawer where I kept things people had lend to me. I hand it to him, bowing slightly."Thank you for letting me use it."

He puts his hands in front of me, backing up a step. "No, no. That's alright. I was just wondering if you had kept it. But you can, if you'd like."

"Oh, I don't know. I think I'd feel too bad!" I whine, setting it down on my desk. The sweater sure was comfortable and soft, smelled like him too. But it was his, not mine.

He chuckles, saying, "that's okay, Y/n. They're free from the team anyway. And besides, it's nice knowing you have it with you." After that, he turns to peek his head around a few of the corners in my room, his eyes searching for something.

I set down the jacket and take out a pair of soft sleep shorts and a large blue t-shirt. "What are you looking for, " I ask him, pulling off my black sweater.

"Your cat, I just found her, " he says, reaching under my bed for Astra. At first, meowed in protest of being picked up, but soon settles into Suga's lap when he begins petting her. "Are you gonna change clothes? Don't worry, I won't look." He laughs and turns to the wall and continues stroking Astra's back.  "When did you get her?"

"The cat? Around two years ago. She's tiny, isn't she?" I trade my pants for the shorts. After changing into my sleepwear, I climb onto the bed and lean over the ledge of it, looking down at Koushi and my cat. She purred and burrowed into his hips, turning and twisting. "I think she has a little crush on you, Suga."

He laughs at my joke, places Astra back into her comfy spot under the bed, and stands up. The two of us look at each other for a second, waiting for one of us to do something. Koushi takes initiative, sitting down next to me on my bed and laying back. "So.."

"Hm?" I fall back next to him, reaching for his soft hair. My fingers twirl around his silver locks, pleased by how gentle and thin they were. Then, I switch from my back onto my stomach, leaning onto my elbows for support, and observed Koushi's resting body. He looked so peaceful when looking at me. It was almost as if staring into his eyes could make time freeze.

He turned onto his side, staring right back at me. "C'mere," he whispers, pulling me towards his chest. It was so sudden that I couldn't have even said no—not that I wanted to. Koushi pulled a few pillows under our heads and blankets over our bodies, making us warm and comfortable. "Are you tired?"

"Yes, it seems late nights are our thing now," I recall the many times I'd stayed up so late just to hang out with Koushi and the long days that came before them. Nonetheless, it was all worth it in the end."Did you wanna talk?"

He sighs, stroking my head. "Only if you wanted to. For now, I like this."

I stay quiet, wondering what we were now.

'Two people who love each other, but are too scared to say something. That seems sad, right? Or maybe it would be best if we both wait for just a little to become a couple. What does being a couple mean exactly? Would I have to hold his hand when I see him or kiss him every time we meet in the halls? Sugawara is a man with desires and needs. Eventually, he's gonna try and go further than I've ever gone before and I'll turn my thoughts into physicality.'

It didn't seem all that bad. Sharing my love and trust with Koushi makes me feel like I'm safe. The only risk I'll be taking is feeling disturbing, dreadful pain when I leave for America. But did it matter if I loved him so much?

"Koushi," I mutter under my breath. He hums in response, waiting for me to continue my sentence. "What if things don't go the way we want to? I'm scared that by the end of our third year, we'll be separated from each other."

He tightens his arms around my back, putting our chests together. What I asked must have bothered him in some way. "We'll be okay, Y/n. It's all worth it if we get to be with each other for a little bit, right? I know you have some big plans for your future. I don't want you to give that up. So I promise we would be able to figure out something before you leave, okay?" He pulls my face away from him for a second to kiss my nose.

I close my eyes humming in comfort of his words. He was right; As long as I'm able to make the best out of my last year in high school, then I'll be as happy as ever.

"Yeah, okay. And if it's okay with you, can you stay the night? I just like being next to you," I say, growing shy. A cup his cheeks in my palms, not taking notice of how I stared at his lips. It wasn't a secret that I wanted him to kiss me.

As expected, he nods, putting his forehead against mine. His hazel eyes are far too close for me to gaze at, so I look at his features further. His man nose, his perfect skin, his special little beauty mark. My thumb glides against it as my knee meets with his, making us intertwine legs. 'I'm as close to Koushi than I've ever been at this point—I can feel his pulse,' I think, gulping loudly when he brushes his nose against mine.

Finally, he closes the gap between our lips, softly kissing my lips. I close my eyes soon after and pull him further towards me with my arms around his neck. I was dumbfounded at how much of an idiot I was for not realizing that this entire time the feeling Koushi would give me was more than just investment in a good friendship, but in a relationship as well. The more time I spent with him the more I got to realize those feelings. And when he had confessed so romantically, that's when everything had hit me. I was in love with Koushi since the moment he tapped my shoulder in math class to tell me his name and age. If only I could have been with him sooner, then we'd have more time to cherish with one another.

I pull away from him for if only a second, blushing ferociously at our intimate moment. "Y/n, I love you." He whispers to me, kissing my lips one last time before pulling my head into his shoulder. And with that, the two of us dose off in each other's hold, thrilled by the idea that we were in love.

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- estrxlar