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Nayuta Yatonokami x gn!reader

✧April 3rd - Event

✧18. Teasing kisses where one person blows air into the others mouth and runs away.

Nayuta had invited you over while his brother was out for what you assumed was his job which left you and Nayuta alone. Which... wasn't very fun when your boyfriend wasn't doing much other than laying beside you on his phone, scrolling and occasionally humming at a video that played.

" ...Hey. Nayuta, " You started, looking down at him laying beside you. A hum came out in response as he looked up at you. " Can I have a kiss? " You knew you didn't have to ask but... he's denied your surprise kisses more than once out of... surprise. He got up and stretched for a moment before answering with a simple:

" Yeah. " He leaned towards you, slowly getting closer to your lips till they almost touched. He paused, looking at you for a moment, from your eyes to lips before blowing a puff of air onto your lips. Jerking back, you looked at him confused as he went back to sitting back against the wall.

" Wh-? Nayuta- that wasn't a kiss, " You looked over at him, a small teasing smile slowly appearing on his face when you spoke.

" I know. " A matter-of-factly tone was evident in his voice with that damn teasing smile. He knew exactly what he was doing. Furrowing your brow as you moved positions now to grab his face and get a kiss out of the boy, he slipped out of your grasp.

" Nayuta... " You huffed at him, watching as he slowly backed up, a playful smile on his face. As soon as you got up, you watched him bolt away. Soon though... you couldn't seem to catch him, always seeming like he slips right through your hands when you reach out to grab him as he runs by, soft laughter coming from the boy as you miss again and again.

That laughter was cut short when you tackled him to the ground, a little harder than you meant to, your knees will definitely have blue and brown bruises later from that hard fall, nonetheless, he was caught.

" That hurt, (name).. " He huffed, looking up at you as he sat up, rubbing his back. Taking the quick chance you had, you cupped his face in your hands and gave him a kiss. One that you had been chasing him around to get for at least 10 minutes at that point. " Heyyy.. no fair! "

" I caught you th- " You got cut off by the door opening and a confused Kanata standing in the doorway.

" What the hell are you two doing? " He looked annoyed as he held a convenience store bag in one hand while his other was unoccupied. You looked at your boyfriend with a blank expression to which he followed suit only to have to hold back your laugh. " What's so funny? The hell am I missing?! "

" Nothing.. nothing at all, Kanata... "

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kunikzushisv · 1 month

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🪐 no celestial ; kanallen

— chapter six

"Kanata was a poor little angel that heaven couldn't help. He'd always been a tough one, not trusting anyone but his little brother Nayuta, the only person that ever made him feel love. Growing up by themselves, he did everything in his power to protect his sick brother, things that dirtied his holy hands. "It's for a good cause though", he thought. But it wasn't enough, and Nayuta died soon after.

Kanata's soul was completely spent. He became unable to feel love, and adding to his dirty dealings that soon were found out, he got cast out of heaven. Fallen on Earth with his wings blackened, he felt so lost and empty he thought he could've just died.

But a random encounter with a very annoying, persistent, stupid redhead human boy would've made him discover love again."

2268 words

genre: supernatural, hurt/comfort, angst

warnings: none

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Weeks kept going by, as Kanata was slowly getting accustomed to the hectic life of the city. He was learning how things worked there, how humans worked. As he wasn't used to being around people to begin with, living with Suzaku and his friends had never seemed to be appealing to him: actually, it felt absolutely atrocious in the first few days. They were noisy, annoying, and the redhead's friends were constantly nagging the boy to do the dishes, clean his room and stuff like that; although he absolutely hated them for never being quiet, he had to agree his current roommate's bedroom was a literal mess, as there were clothes and records scattered everywhere and his bed was never tidied up, the redhead always in front of that glowing screen making music.

Sometimes he also joined him, creating his own pieces of art coming from his broken heart, thinking that could've helped him ease the pain, at least a little bit. He still thought he deserved to die, but that boy was preventing him to do that without even realizing it: Kanata didn't understand why he wanted to take care of him so bad, always trying to look through him with those red eyes burning with passion, with life. The angel just thought he pitied him like everyone else would and he hated it, but still... his heart was getting warmer and warmer each day, to the point it hurt, beating so loud in his chest that he could hear it in his own ears; he always had to put his hand on it to shut it up.

Thankfully, the trio wasn't always home, as they were busy with their studies and their Hip-hop career: whenever one of those days came, Kanata would just spend his time chilling on the bed, looking at the ceiling and reminiscing about good memories with Nayuta; when the thoughts would start getting grim, he'd just compose music by himself, letting himself and his unspoken words free through the notes. He never really thought about going out, almost considering that apartment like some safe haven, and they wouldn't let him go take a walk by himself anyways, since he didn't know where to go.

Until one afternoon.

Kanata really thought he needed some fresh air, being the little stray cat he was: he felt safe in there, but suffocated. Those humans probably underestimated him, who had wandered through the streets ever since he was small. He put his sneakers on and left with soft steps.

The streets weren't particularly crowded there, as it was mostly a residential area with just a few convenience stores here and there. He sighed softly, enjoying the breeze and silence under the setting sun, while sipping on a cheap drink he had bought with the pocket money the trio gave him. He had said multiple times he didn't want that, already grateful enough they gave him a roof to live under, but they were just too stubborn and handed him some anyways. Just in case.

"Ugh, these rich snots... they just keep treating me like a kid" he said to himself, while crushing the can with his hand.

He walked around for a while, until he stopped by an almost empty square, finding it the perfect place to rest before going home. He noticed a group of boys not too far from him hanging out but he didn't care about them, sitting on the opposite side and closing his eyes to enjoy the quietude.

Only for a while.

"Hey, little bastard over there! Ya hear me?"

Fucking hell. He knew something was going to go wrong. He just opened one eye, looking towards the little gang with no interest whatsoever for a mere second, then closing it again.

"What, are you deaf?! I'm talkin' to you!" Kanata felt one of the guys, probably the leader, coming towards him. He sighed, already pissed off that someone was bothering him on such a nice day. He fully turned to him, looking at him straight in the eye while still sitting: "What."

The thugs laughed upon that question, trying to intimidate him. "Don't ya know this is our place? You're not invited. Get the fuck outta here" the leader spoke again, acting all high and mighty. The way they were trying to scare him away was annoying Kanata so much. They had no idea what they were getting themselves into, but he still did his best to keep his calm and avoid sending them flying. It wasn't worth it.

"Tsk... annoyin'."

Rolling his eyes, he got up. He wasn't planning to back off, having gotten himself into these kinds of situations many times before, in Heaven. He wasn't scared of them at all, no matter how tall and big they were.

"Ya wanna get your pretty face smashed?" the leader snickers, cracking his knuckles, "You're gonna get really hurt... weakling."

That single word grinded Kanata's gears, as he remembered all the abuse, all the pain he and his brother had received during their childhood from those shitty adults who only cared about showing them who was more powerful between them. "Don't you... fuckin' call me that..." he eyed the gang with an icy cold stare, growling and slowly making a fist, ready to punch that fucker. He was trying so hard to keep his anger at bay, but he felt his sanity go away more and more. His mind told him to stop, but his heart... his heart only saw red.

"Aw, Shortie is gonna cry! So cute!" the gang said, mocking him. They got closer and closer, eventually enclosing themselves around him. This was too much. Kanata suddenly felt something rising from deep inside of him, a weird energy fueling his feelings. He was so close to snapping, when his demeanor suddenly changed.

"Y'all better not want to fuck with me."

A voice octaves lower than his usual left his mouth, his once moonlight and galaxy colored hair and eyes were completely black, and a shadow of his black wings was visible on the ground. He had no idea what was going on but he didn't stop, he couldn't resist that. The snake had spilled its venom right into his veins and it felt so damn good.

The thugs immediately backed out as their faces turned pale from the panic. They ran away, muffled curses and screaming heard in the background. By the time the sun was entirely set, Kanata was back to normal, panting hard. He wanted to make sense of what came over him, but he couldn't think at all: he was feeling exhausted and his head was spinning, his body feeling almost feverish. He fainted, falling on the ground of that now deserted square.

"Aaah, I finally got it! This limited edition record was so hard to find!!" Allen was excitedly running down the streets, over the moon after yet another too pricey purchase. He was probably being a bit too hyper about it and people were definitely side-eyeing him but he didn't care, as he hugged the vinyl close to his chest. "Anne and Hajun are getting home later today, so I'll be listening to it with Kanata... I'm so excited about it! He's gonna love it!" he said, immediately smiling at the thought. He was a tough and unfriendly guy, but Allen was so happy to see him getting more and more passionate about Hip-hop every day: he knew about the healing powers of music, and Kanata did seem more peaceful when making music, or simply listening to it. He was glad he could help that boy, even if he still didn't know what happened to him to get to that point; Allen really wanted to know, but he'd be waiting for the other to speak up. He was doing his best to turn into a reliable and trustworthy friend for him, simply showing him that he was ready to listen.

Too immersed into his own thoughts, he didn't realize he took a different route, ending up in a place so emptied of people that almost looked abandoned. He looked around for a bit, trying to recognize where he was, until he saw a familiar boy laying on the ground slightly far from him. White long locks and a snake decorated jacket. He dropped his bag.

"Kanata!!"

Panting, Allen finally reached their apartment with the boy in his arms. He had already checked if his heart was beating, but he just couldn't calm down: he wondered what happened, for how long he'd been laying there like that. He carefully placed him on the couch and took a chair to sit next to him. He couldn't leave him alone, his mind occupied by any possible bad thought about this entire situation. He touched Kanata's forehead and it was burning hot, compared to how cold his body is usually. "Does he have a fever...?" he mumbled, preparing a wet cloth to place there and then he just sat, waiting.

Anxiety was devouring him more each second that passed, until he saw the boy's body trembling. He tossed and turned, groaning in pain. Allen was getting even more worried when he noticed a weird dark glow around Kanata, who was now blabbering frantically.

"I wish... I could be as pure as you were..."

The redhead rubbed his eyes, wondering if this was real, but he was left even more confused when he came to the conclusion that it was really happening. He didn't move one inch from there, though. He wasn't afraid of him.

"Who are you, Kanata...?"

With a gasp, Kanata opened his eyes again, seemingly back to normal. He immediately sat, scanning his surroundings and finding the other boy giving him a small, reassuring smile, although at the same time he looked like he really wanted, no, needed answers. He couldn't even look at him anymore, as a part of him felt guilty for not telling him sooner. What was he even going to say, now? Suzaku was a mere human. He would've never accepted that he was a celestial creature, right? He looked at his lap in thought, still avoiding those fire colored eyes.

"I'm not gonna ask what happened" the other guy started, his voice soft, "but just know that I'm here and I'm ready to listen to you, your story... anything."

Kanata felt horrible. He really had to come clean, no matter the outcome; he knew he'd be back to being alone in the streets right after this conversation, but he thought he couldn't lie to the redhead. He'd been too good to the angel. Maybe it was for the better, he pondered: after that, he'd finally be able to die as he originally had planned. So he took a deep breath, turning to the guy, looking at him straight in the eye.

"I... I'm a fallen angel."

Black wings appeared behind him, big and majestic. Suzaku was shocked, but still stood there, not looking intimidated at all. Instead, he got closer to him, looking at him in adoration.

"You're so pretty..." the redhead whispered to him, and Kanata felt his stare falter, dropping his gaze somewhere else as he blushed. The wings disappeared. His heart was a mess, again feeling like a bomb about to explode. That guy always managed to make things more complicated, as Kanata kept feeling things in his chest that both hurt and made him feel good.

"You... you should be scared of me..." the angel said, getting up from the couch and moving away from him to try to hide himself from the other boy, "I'm not some stupid human! How can you act like this is okay?!"

He saw Suzaku looking at him with a soft gaze as he smiled, "Man, this sure is new to me" he said as he also got up and reached the angel, "But I'm not afraid of you... I know you're not evil so I don't have to worry."

"You're unbelievably foolish." Kanata replied, astounded by how stupid and accepting the other was. He knew at this point he couldn't do anything to intimidate that guy anymore, as he really had no ill intentions after all. He just audibly sighed.

"I'm fallen, ya hear me? I can fuck you up."

"I'll keep that in mind, then."

The guy let out an awkward laugh, scratching the back of his head. And then, he suddenly got serious, looking at Kanata with a worried expression.

"Um, Kanata..." he took a breath before continuing, "Back when you were dreaming, it seemed like... you were in an unimaginable amount of pain. The same pain I felt in the first song you made. I wonder if I can help you..."

"There's nothin' a human like you can fix." Kanata stopped him, not wanting to hear a single word more. He knew that warmth spreading in his chest when he was with the redhead was only temporary. That boy couldn't fix such a damaged heart.

The other muttered a "I'm sorry" before going back to his usual self. But before Suzaku was able to speak again, a black smoke with hints of orange appeared in a dark corner of the living room, floating. As the two boys turned around, a voice crept in.

"Oh boy, what kinda mess are you causin' over here?~"

Kanata's eyes widened. He knew that voice too well. That demon had been helping the twins a long time ago, he didn't really think he would get to hear nor see him ever again.

"Suiseki-san... what are you doing here?"

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Hi!! Just wanted to say that I love your reblogs on my Nayuta fics! Haha, so cute! 🩵 I look forward to them every time haha~

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kunikzushisv · 2 months

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“Can you peel me an orange?"

Nayuta Yatonokami x Reader ♡ Tags: Fluff, established relationship, no mention of pronouns ♡ Word count: 328 ♡ Prompt: Nayuta's version of the Orange Peel test! I did Kanata already over here. Check out the masterlist to see other character's versions of the test too!

"Eh?" was the first word that came out of his mouth.

You wanted him to do what?

"Please can you peel me an orange, Nayuta?" you repeated, smiling at him brightly.

"Ehhh...?" he said once more. "Uh, okay...? If that's what you want, haha."

He pinched your cheek before standing up from where he was sitting on the floor with you. He walked into the kitchen slowly, muttering to himself whether they even had oranges or not.

When he finally found one, he grabbed it and walked straight back to you.

"Watch closely, (Y/N)," he began as he sat next to you again. "This is how you peel an orange."

You raised an eyebrow, giggling in confusion, but paid attention to whatever your boyfriend was about to teach you.

"Use your nail and dig into the skin like this... and then you can start peeling... like this," he began. "Not sure why you don't know how to peel an orange though. You better be thankful that I'm here to teach you–"

"Of course, I know how to peel an orange!" you retorted, pushing him playfully. "I just wanted you to peel one for me!"

He laughed. "Kid~ding! Here. I'm finished." He pulled a piece off the fruit, then aimed it towards your lips. "Say ahhh~"

You chuckled, a faint blush appearing on your cheeks. You had to admit, you didn't think he'd be so willing to peel an orange for you; you were expecting the question, 'Can't you do it yourself?'

But seeing him complete the task without complaints made you change your mind. After all, he was the sweetest when he was with you. He wasn't going to peel an orange for just anybody... unless it was for his brother too.

You opened your mouth and he plopped the piece in. "Thank you, Nayuta," you beamed, chewing on the orange happily.

He chuckled. "You're cute," he said as he took a piece for himself to eat.

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kunikzushisv · 2 months

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Orchid with Nayuta, pls~♡

Nayuta Yatonokami:

Orchid - an innocent moment devolving into something that’s not.

Being alone is not something you generally got to be with Nayuta.

Dating a Cozmez twin meant accepting they were a package deal, and in the end, it didn’t really bother you. Once treated like an outsider by them both, you had proved yourself worthy of their time and consideration. You think it was a lucky shot that you were even given the time of day but with the revelation that Nayuta thought you were as cute as you were annoying, you realized even getting the chance to annoy them meant you had weaseled your way into their hearts from the very first meeting. You were part of their happy little family for better or worse and you intended to enjoy any privilege it gave you.

It was always fun to prepare for their birthday, as much as they didn’t seem to care about it. It wasn’t that they didn’t at least say it to each other, but they never had people around them to celebrate with. You promised to not go over the top but refused to not bake something, having to pull teeth to find a combination of icing and batter flavor they could agree on. As long as the conversation continued you enjoyed seeing the little differences in them, ones that didn’t amount to all that much but still displayed that they were people who had their own tastes.

You’re thinking about that as you’re making the icing, humming to yourself while Nayuta mixed batter for you. He had grumbled about being involved since it was for his birthday too, but Kanata had been busy and left the house without explanation of what he was doing. They could both be like that, perhaps their twin psychic connection allowing them to explain to each other with vibes alone what they were up to, but you minded your business on that front. You were just happy to be with Nayuta, and since you were going to be in the kitchen, it just made sense that he’d come hang out with you in there, right? And if he was already in the kitchen… he might as well get to work.

You hadn’t taken into consideration the lack of care he might be showing your lovingly crafted batter, or perhaps he wasn’t a person with fine motor control; either way, he was splashing little bits of batter all over the counter which meant a bigger mess for you to clean in the end. You had bumped his shoulder once to bring his attention to it but he seemingly ignored you, telling you not to criticize the way he was mixing because at least he was doing it. You had rolled your eyes and he rolled his right back, the two of you going back to your tasks with smiles on your faces.

“Nayuta!” You startled him, a glop of batter falling onto the counter. “We’re not gonna have enough batter left to make a cake at this rate! It’s gonna be all icing.”

“What’s wrong with that?” He huffed, putting the bowl down and looking for a cloth to start cleaning with. “You complain a lot.”

“Are you going through your rebellious stage? Just listen!”

“You listen!” Nayuta dragged two fingers through the batter, spreading the mess not just along the counter but along your cheeks as well as yet another act of rebellion. You stared at him with your jaw dropped, trying not to laugh as he grinned at you. “There, now you’re listening, right?”

“Absolutely not. But YOU listen and clean me up.”

“I won’t. It’s a good new look for you.”

“I’ll rub it all over your new jacket—It’s hanging on the back of the door, right?” You made a step as if to leave the kitchen and Nayuta reached out for you in a panic, the sanctity of his precious jacket at stake if he didn’t stop you. You stumbled back into him but now that he had you in his grip you weren’t going anywhere, Nayuta wrapping his arms tight around your middle and refusing to let you go. “It would be sooo much easier if you just cleaned me up!”

“Fine, since you can’t figure it out… Look at me.” You did so obediently, without question, not suspecting a thing despite his mischievousness being made apparent. The wet warmth of his tongue on your skin as your body reacting in a variety of different ways, letting out a whine because now your cheek was even stickier than before.

“Wh-what was that?” You managed to stutter out, thinking you might’ve briefly blacked out from that experience. You couldn’t see him properly but you could only imagine the look on his face now, an almost smug grin on his face as he saw the perfect way to distract you. “Okay, you can let me go now, we have to keep going or we’ll never finish.”

“But you have more batter on you still.” Again, his innocent tone betrayed the thoughts running through his head, his one arm unwinding itself; in reality, you could’ve escaped him in that moment, but you had a sense that Nayuta wasn’t done with you yet. “Here.”

You groaned as you felt him spread some of the batter on your neck, knowing there was no hope for you that night. You’d have to go shopping the next morning for more ingredients and hopefully, you’d have a wonderful dessert to present them after dinner. If you knew he’d be this much trouble you wouldn’t have asked him to help in the first place, though this outcome…

You sighed, nearly a moan, as Nayuta slowly ran his tongue across the side of your neck, adequately cleaning the batter that he had spread there himself. He seemed to be enjoying himself more than he was before, and with his birthday on the horizon, you felt like it wouldn’t be too bad to indulge him.

The cake would definitely have to wait until the day of, but the fresher the better, right?

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kunikzushisv · 2 months

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WHEN THEIR S/O IS SICK

Featured characters: Kanata Yatonokami, Nayuta Yatonokami ♡ Tags: Headcanons and scenarios, fluff, established relationships, fem reader ♡ Word count: 685 ♡ Synopsis: How the twins take care of you when you're sick. A/N: Wahhh, I love them so much. I'm in love, truly.

KANATA YATONOKAMI

Kanata is never going to leave your side unless it's for something important. He berates you for getting sick, but it's only because he's extremely worried about you.

He'll spoon-feed you if you refuse to eat. He understands that you might not have an appetite right now, but he doesn't want you to starve. He even helps you when you need to drink water. As he lifts your head with one hand, the other holds the glass as he gently pours the water into your mouth.

He keeps to the schedule for when you need to take your medicine, so he reminds you each time. He'll spoon-feed you that too.

But most of the time, he'll just sit beside you – facing you. He lets you hold his hand as you drift to sleep. He won't move from his space especially if his mind is now preoccupied with many thoughts of you, hoping that you'll get better soon.

If he needs to write songs, then he'll have his laptop with him, but he'll keep by your side with headphones on, completely silent.

At times when you're asleep, he'll stroke your face, admiring how peaceful you look when you're not coughing your lungs out. He can't help but smile at this and even kisses you softly on your forehead. Thankfully, you won't ever get to witness that.

"K-Kanata..." you weakly say, reaching out for him.

He takes your hand in his. "What is it? Do you need anything?"

"Am... I... going to die?" you joke.

"Hey, don't talk like that...!" he hisses, pulling on your cheeks.

"Hehe, I'm just messing with you~" you laugh.

He sighs, squeezing your hand a little. "(Y/N), get well soon, okay?"

You smile as you bring his hand to your cheek, making him cup it. And he lets you – of course he does.

"Thank you for staying with me," you whisper.

"Mhm. I'll always stay with you."

NAYUTA YATONOKAMI

Nayuta's always been taken care of by Kanata, so it's finally his time to shine and take care of you! He wants to be seen as caring and responsible, so he'll do anything in his might to do so.

Like Kanata, he'll spoon-feed you if needed, but he's going to be really cheeky about it. He'll treat you like a kid as a joke, but he's just so fond of you that he finds the situation kind of cute.

He'll leave you alone if you need to rest, but when you wake up, he's already sitting beside you. He always greets you, asking how you're feeling. He's not one to stay beside you 24/7 because he thinks you need space, but he's always checking up on you as you never truly leave his mind.

But if you do want him to stay by your side for that long, then he will. He knows what it's like to be in your position, and having company always comforts him.

When you're awake and bored out of your mind though, he'll accompany you to watch videos on his phone together. Other times, he'll just tell you stories of his past or what he did the other day. He wants to keep you entertained, to make you laugh and smile. After all, being sick isn't fun.

He wants to hold you so bad, but he knows he can't otherwise he might get sick too. But that doesn't mean he didn't try to...

In the meantime, all he could do is draw circles on your palm; sometimes, lightly kissing your temple even when you tell him off.

"(Y/N), get well quickly, alright?" Nayuta says softly, peeling an apple for you. "I miss cuddling you..."

"Haha, is that the only reason why you want me to get better?"

"Heh, of course not. I want to see you back on your feet and healthy." He cuts the apple into slices. "Here. Now open wide~"

"Nooo, I can do it myself."

"I'm not letting you. Come on, (Y/N), be a good girl."

You roll your eyes but giggle, letting him plop the slice into your mouth.

"Thank you, Nayuta... for taking care of me."

"Anything for you," he replies, smiling.

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kunikzushisv · 2 months

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Composing the stars.

Featuring. Nayuta Yatonokami x GN! Reader.

Stars were always brightest when you saw them in his gaze. Or in which spending quiet moments with him makes your worries melt away.

Tags: romantic fluff, comfort, late night talks.

💜 - For @kunikzushisv I know this is so late, but I still hope you like it <3 (it will be uploaded to my ao3 as well).

The back of your head rests against a hard surface.

Cold.

Or so it would seem if it wasn’t because of what has transpired tonight between you and the person matching your position right now.

Over you and him, smokey clouds drift past, their curves outlined in the yellow gleam of city lights.

A fake shooting star made of darkness and pollution.

By his side, however, you could easily believe it was the stella of a comet, gracing this shared moment. Akin to a happy ending written in gilded cursive letters; a silver lining in the grayness of your days lately.

You turn over your side, curling in on yourself, softly nudging an empty box of cup noodles in the process.

One of your lover’s arms comes to envelop you.

You bury your face in the crook of his shoulder.

And reminisce.

In spite of the cacophony of worries that dissonantly waltzed in your mind these days, the sounds softened when you were with him.

A few bold stars dare to peek from behind the black clouds.

You exhale, light vapor drifting away into the night.

“Nayuta,” You call your boyfriend, your eyes, speckled with scarce constellations searching for his.

“Hm?” He looks at you, that gaze of his that oftentimes seemed so far away, now akin to twin violet nebulas within your reach.

Your hand touches his cheek, the balmy silence broken only by your fingers tenderly ruffling his hair.

A smile curls on your lips at his soft giggles.

“Thank you, for today.” You utter. Nayuta looks back at you, head tilted to the side, in silent question.

“I… Well, lately… It’s been complicated, you know?” You continue. Breathing slowly for a second, you relish in his closeness, in his tender touch. “I’ve been feeling like, out of place for a while. As if… I was alienated from everyone else.” You close your eyes briefly, meeting your partner's when you open them once more.

“But it’s different with you, Nayuta.” Lying on your side, your body naturally shuffles closer to his. “You… you feel like home, Nayu.”

Then, a dry chuckle leaves your lips, as you roll back on your side, the few stars above seemingly moving with the passing clouds.

“What am I even saying, right?” One of your hands reaches out, skywards.

Fingers splayed out, clusters of stars gather in between, like the slivers of hope Nayuta always made you see just by existing beside you.

Your boyfriend’s hand joins yours, an infinity on your palms, so close and yet so far all at once.

Being like this, in the quiet of night, day to day troubles seemed miles away.

You can breathe.

The tension on your forehead lessens; the pumping headaches you’ve been dragging for days drift off like helium balloons into space.

A tiny dot, eventually erased from the stars you’ll write for a tomorrow in which your lips laugh with Nayuta’s.

His pinky touches yours playfully, goosebumps in his wake at the tender contact.

Turning his palm upwards, his fingers slot between yours, squeezing your hand reassuringly; a promise to be here, with you, even if the sky were to fall.

“In that case,” Nayuta begins, bringing your joined hands to his lips, the brief brush of his mouth against the back of your knuckles akin to stardust’s caress. “Welcome home, [Y/n].”

At the warmth of his kiss, you briefly close your eyes.

When you open them again, a sea of stars is mirrored in your lover’s lilac stare.

“The sky’s beautiful.” You murmur, dazed, before your lips envelop his.

#OH MY GOD THE WAY I JUMPED WHEN I SAW THE NOTIFICATION #AHHHHHHHHHHH #LSLDPWKLXPEJCDNEKOXPEKXJ #okay um #wow.#well im gonna be honest... i cried #(cried my eyes out at 11pm im so glad my sister didnt wake up lol)#this was beautiful...#the pinkies touching ... him kissing my hand ... I CANT #the “welcome home” made me literally sob #you described how i was feeling perfectly ... 😭😭#thank you so much #im gonna come back to this many times #amazing as always <3

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hello, could i request headcanons of how nayuta, satsuki & shiki act when in love and how do they confess? thank you so much in advance <33

WHEN THEY'RE IN LOVE

Featured Characters: Nayuta Yatonokami, Satsuki Ito, Shiki Ando Tags: Headcanons, fluff, crush, romance, no mention of pronouns, not proofread! Synopsis: When they're in love with you, they must confess! A/N: I actually loved writing this. It was such a cute request! I hope you like it! (⁀ᗢ⁀)♡

NAYUTA YATONOKAMI

When Nayuta's in love, he's really sweet. It's not like he wasn't nice to you before, but the way he acts and speaks to you now is a lot more different, a lot more special.

Nayuta would want to be around you 24/7 — if you allow him to, of course. He just wants to be in your company because being with you not only soothes him, but it makes his heart skip a beat.

The feelings he gets when he's with you is addicting. It's like his heart's about to burst and all he could do is let out his love for you.

Though, he won't do that now. It's his first time being in love, so he's unsure on how to do this. Despite that, being in love makes him feel giddy, a feeling that is somewhat foreign to him.

But he knows that he's in love with you, he won't deny that.

Nayuta would seek out for you everyday. Waiting for your presence to pop up and brighten up his every dreary moment. He waits by the same street to see if you'll walk by and when you do, his face lightens up and he greets you with a big smile. When you don't arrive that day, he's a little disappointed, but hopes you'll come by tomorrow. He'll always wait for you.

Additionally, he's more likely to compliment you a lot more, mentioning how pretty you look today or how stylish your outfits are. He even goes out his way to compliment little things about you that you might be insecure about.

He just wants to see you smile more; it warms his heart when you do so.

When Nayuta's in love, he so badly wants to hold you, to touch you. He'll always take the opportunity to do so. When you're about to grab the handle, he'll cheekily brush his hand on yours to open the door for you.

His love is innocent and as pure as the bright blue skies that in the end, you couldn't help but fall for him too.

Once Nayuta knows that you have the same feelings for him too, he'll finally have the courage to confess.

He would want to make his confession as cute and memorable for you as he can. Quickly preparing for it too so he can beat you to it. It's about time he shows his true feelings for you once and for all!

In the evening, he texts you to meet him at the top of one of the abandoned buildings, the one that he usually escapes to. When you arrive, he turns to you with the brightest smile he can muster as the moonlight complements his features.

Sure, he texted you last minute, but he was waiting for the perfect moment the night sky was scattered with stars. With a radio playing music in the corner, the environment he created for you truly felt magical.

He takes your hands in his and straight up confesses like it's nothing.

"(Y/N), I like you a lot" he says. "I want to be with you always."

And as if he predicted your reaction, he laughs at your flustered and speechless expression.

"Hahaha, you're so cute." He brings your hands to cup his face. "So... what's your answer?"

"I like you too, Nayuta," you reply with a soft smile.

He lightly chuckles, relieved at your response. He kisses your palms gently which makes you blush even more.

"Ahhh... I'm so happy," he mutters.

The two of you spend the rest of the night together, hand in hand, watching the night sky.

SATSUKI ITO

When Satsuki's in love, he tries to hide it — emphasis on 'tries'. He's actually painfully obvious that everyone around him recognises his crush on you – even you get a little suspicious.

He tries to avoid you, but he really can't. Despite the many excuses he throws up, he can't leave you alone when you need him. He's always there for you, checking up on you, so it feels weird when he doesn't.

You two were good friends before he started seeing you in a romantic light. One day he thought you were the average looking person, the next day you were the most beautiful thing in the world.

Now he stutters a lot when he's around you. His words are slurred and he doesn't make any sense. His face gets really hot and red that sometimes you'd mistake him to be sick.

He tries to impress you with everything he does which not only leads to being taken advantage of by Reo, but by you too. It makes you laugh so he isn't really hurt by it. If it's for you, he'd pretty much do anything.

And even if he fails at it, he'll continue to get right back up!

It goes to show how dependable and reliable he is that you'd find him almost admirable.

But what gets you falling for him is how he isn't afraid to do these little things for you. If you ask him to tie your shoes, then he'll get on one knee to do it for you. If you ask him to try to get you one of those plushies at the crane game, he won't stop until he wins it. You could even ask him to wait for you for hours and he'll do it without a single complaint.

It makes you think why on earth he's doing all this for you when the two of you are just friends. You two aren't even dating and he's still willing to go above and beyond.

So one day, he's all you ever see too.

Satsuki would have to hype himself up before he confesses to you. He may even need words of encouragement from the rest of AKANYATSURA to even think about confessing, (most of that coming from Reo). He would want to make a big and grand confession even though he's unsure of how that would play out.

But he tries anyway because that's what he thinks you'd like.

His family helps him out with the confession. Iori and Zen help him book a nice restaurant, Reo helps him with his outfit, and Hokusai manages to calm his nerves.

He texts you the date and place, waiting for you outside the restaurant with flowers. He's already so nervous, but when you show up, he gets even more bashful. He stammers out how beautiful you look and when you compliment him back, all he can do is let out a steam of embarrassment.

The date goes well despite the amount of times Satsuki has embarrassed himself. He had lost his voice when it was time for the waiter to take your orders. Then he had knocked over his water which spilled on himself. Afterwards, he had said something so weird that it made you crack up.

But when the two of you leave the restaurant for a stroll around the city, he carries your heels when your feet start to ache. He offers up his shoes too so your feet don't get dirty.

That's when he confesses. Under the streetlamp by the pier. He apologises for how awkward he was tonight, how stuff didn't go the way he planned.

"It's just... I like you, (Y/N)..." he says softly, a tone you'd rarely hear him speak in. "I'm sorry."

You laugh at him, but not in a way to mock him.

"It's about time! I like you too, silly."

Hearing you say that made his ears perk up. He's surprised, but he's happy, so happy that he picks you up for a hug. As you laugh in each other's arms, the rest of AKANYATSURA smile to themselves in victory that their brother's confession ended in success.

SHIKI ANDO

When Shiki's in love, he's a lot more anxious to be around you. Whenever you're near, he stutters a bit more and his ears go red. However, despite how shy he is, he doesn't try to avoid you. In fact, he wants to see you more.

Whether it be in school or at the bar, Shiki will always be willing to greet you. He's really awkward with it, but he wants to talk to you even if he's a stuttering mess.

In class, he'll try to take a peek at you, but it would always end up with you catching him. You didn't think much of it though. You'd always assume he just wanted to ask you something, but he would always turn away, red in the face.

Though, whenever you needed help with homework, Shiki always accepted your request. He was a great friend to have around especially when he'd help you with studying too. It makes him smile when he's able to help you out, but being so close to you had him so flustered that his teaching can go the other direction.

Yet despite all of that, he smiles a lot more. Of course, being with you causes him anxiety, but this type of anxiety is so thrilling for him that he seeks it out again and again.

When you decide to visit him at the bar, he's always the one to brew your drinks. He makes your drinks with extra care and love that even you can taste it. Not only that, but the art he makes on your drinks are always so beautiful and carefully constructed. He hands them to you with such a sweet smile that you can't help but blush at this too.

Moreover, the drinks he makes for you are always on the house. He'll even tell Saimon to just take it out of his paycheck, but because of how clear Shiki's feelings are for you, Saimon lets it go.

With how kind and sweet he is to you, your feelings started growing like the plants he takes care of.

Truthfully, Shiki doesn't ever think of confessing his feelings towards you. His negative thoughts and worries eat him alive if he even thinks about it. He assumes that you don't see him in that way, and everything the two of you have done together were just things friends normally do.

What if you feel disgusted with him when he does confess? That you'd think he's weird for even trying to get with someone like you? If the confession fails, would your friendship be thrown away too?

Shiki doesn't want to endure that pain, so he avoids it. He's happy enough to just be with you like this.

Though, he knows that he's in love with you. Whenever you'd make your daily appearance in his life, his heart would beat excitedly, and he just didn't want to ruin that – to ruin what he already has with you.

But one day, Yohei asks him when he's going to 'man up', that if he continues life like this, he'll surely regret it.

And so Shiki finally has the courage to do it.

It was a simple confession, something that he planned himself wide awake in the middle of the night. So the next time you visit him at the bar to order your usual, Shiki includes a slice of your favourite cake.

"Wow, thank you, Shiki! That's so nice of–"

Your sentence was cut short because in icing Shiki wrote the words 'I like you' on the cake.

"I l-like you, (Y-Y/N)," he stutters. "Uh... y-you don't have to a-answer or anything...! I j-just wanted t-to tell y-you..."

"Hehe, I like you too!" you reply happily.

"E-Eh?"

Shiki was shocked that you actually liked him back, but he was more so relieved. He smiled in delight as he watched you eat your cake with a slight pink tint on your cheeks. He wiped off a piece of cake on the corner of your mouth with a napkin when you were finished.

"Ahaha... I'm so glad..."

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kunikzushisv · 2 months

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HI JULESSSSSSS guess who this is from twitter Hint i like tecchou a Normal Amount

i wonder who could this be 🤔🤔 ceo of zaihiro maybe 🧐💕 it's nice to see you here hehe (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

#twitter moot?!?!#definitely did not expect that😭#welcome though 👊🏻👊🏻#its good that im normal here... ❤️#(probably)

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i think i just exploded OH MY GOSH 😭 nayuta... the bow hair tie... HAILEY YOU WILL BE THE END OF ME /POS THIS WAS THE CUTEST THING EVER i love your writing so much????? hehe i would immediately warm up his cold hands 🥹 the pinkies touching.. just imagining it makes me smile so hard.. i loved it 😞💞

Take my hand, don't let me go.

Featuring. Kanata Yatonokami, Nayuta Yatonokami, Kei Miyama, Shion Kaida x GN! Reader.

What does it feel like, to hold his hand?

Tags: romantic fluff, headcanons.

♡ KANATA YATONOKAMI

— His hands are considerably svelte, despite the roughness and calluses brought by a life of hardships.

— Just as the rest of him, he really doesn’t pay much attention to them, and yet it’s undeniable they are pretty.

— You wonder, how come his skin is always silky smooth when he doesn’t bother with hand creams and has no qualms with getting his hands dirty to protect the ones he loves (read, you and Nayuta) or get his job done.

— You pout as you ask him exactly that, as you walk hand in hand through the cluttered neighborhood in the slums; the last rays of crepuscular light filter through the buildings, clothes hanging on a drying thread decadently beautiful when they sway on the wind.

— Kanata was always beautiful, but, in this light, he looks nothing short of an angel. A fallen angel, discarded by lady luck and the fates, now descended into your arms, his decaying tainted wings soaring to sunnier skies by your side.

— “Not fair… Why are your hands so soft?” You ask, lips scrunched up as you come to a stop and slot your fingers between his.

— Cozmez’s elder blushes at the contact of your two palms.

— “Adorable.” You think, closing your fingers around his.

— “It’s not like they’re that soft.” He grumbles, looking to the side, locks of silver lilac blooms merging with the dusk sky.

— “They’re pretty too…” You trail off, gently grasping one of his hands in between your two, as you tenderly caress the protruding tendons and veins.

— “H-hey, stop it!” Your boyfriend wails, face not unlike the ruddy hue of the setting sun.

— You smile softly, putting his warm palm against your cheek.

— “Your hands are so pretty, Kanata… Just as you are.” You mumble, leaving a kiss to the inner side of his wrist.

— And because Yatonokami Kanata was easily flustered, despite the frown he showed the world, he takes the back of your head and leans you close to his chest.

— His heartbeat is wild, much in the way he is, a rose with steel thorns and midnight petals, some of them wilted; yet to those who approach it with care and true love in their hearts, it awards them with the sweetest scent and a whimsical view.

— You’re never letting go.

♡ NAYUTA YATONOKAMI

— Like Kanata, has naturally pretty hands.

— Slender than Kanata’s, with veins slightly more marked in color, the blue hue reminding you of the skies he called “not as beautiful as you.”

— Sometimes, you give him your bow hair tie to keep it for you. And of course, your lover likes wearing it around his wrist. You can’t resist holding hands with him when he does that, swinging them happily as you walk. It’s adorable how he chuckles every time his eyes inevitably focus on your smile.

— You find it so cute how Nayuta’s hands get easily red with the cold.

— And because he definitely has a mischievous side, he always adored holding your face when his skin was freezing.

— You gasp, a whine of “Nayuuutaa!” escaping you, his cute laughter enough to make you think you would let him put his freezing hands beneath your shirt.

— “You always warm up my heart and my hands. You’re cute.” He says, effectively leaving you speechless.

— Your face buries in your boyfriend’s chest at the remark, he really is going to be the death of you.

— Other times, when you two are just hanging out on the rooftop, you love seeing his fingers splayed out against the bright blue sky.

— As if reaching out, hoping to catch a drifting dream, you love to stretch out your own hand next to his, pinkies touching.

— It’s funny, how the gesture is enough to make your own heart flutter, when you’re the one who initiated it.

— Your cheeks burn, not unlike the blinding sunshine above, when you realize Nayuta’s lavender gaze is set on you.

— Because who cared about blue skies and sunny days when he had you by his side?

— Not him, that’s for sure, the moment his lips tease the corner of yours.

♡ KEI MIYAMA

— All of him is the embodiment of perfection; a picture perfect angel, seemingly descended upon this earth just to grace you with his candid light.

— And the way he holds you is no exception.

— His hands are soft, gentle; the hands of a man born to create melodies, light dancing at the tip of his fingertips with every added note.

— You adore his svelte fingers entwined with yours, the memory of wintry leaves swaying across a sunny sky so vivid when his hands hold yours.

— The way his phantometal bracelet envelops his wrist makes you jealous at times, prompting you to slip your fingers beneath it, caressing his peachy skin in that area.

— Your lover’s reactions are demure, elegant, much like everything he does, but you never miss the rosy blooms flowering on his cheeks when you two are intimate like this.

— It’s undeniable 1Nm8’s leader has beautiful hands, and you love making him try on your own accessories.

— Maybe you’re a fool, but you can’t take your eyes off his slim fingers when you put one of your silver rings on them; you hope one day, you’ll wear matching ones.

— “My love? Is there anything wrong?” He asks, when you fall silent, those slate eyes framed by the rays of sunrise searching for your gaze in concern.

— You start, hand squeezing his with tenderness.

— “Nothing, nothing…” You trail off, a subtle smile tugging at your lips. “Just thinking about the future I suppose.”

— He returns the smile, turning your hand around in his soft grasp.

— “I hope you saw me in it.” He utters, thumb running over the back of your hand.

— You wonder how someone's touch can be so affectionate and leave your stomach all knotted up, the trajectory of butterflies over aurora skies aflutter up your heart.

— You finally nod, playing with your ring still around his finger.

♡ SHION KAIDA

— Mans is canonically attractive; let’s not forget he seduces men and women of all ages.

— And, of course, he will use his hands to charm you, among other things.

— You were drawn in by his otherworldly aura at first, that ruby gaze fixated on you, half-lidded, as if you were the only one that existed to him in that moment.

— And well, how could you resist him? Not when his tall frame slightly bends over to whisper in your ear how pretty you are; not when his voice lures you in like a siren’s song.

— Not when his manicured hand trails over the edge of your jawline, dark polished index nail delicately tracing the edge of your painted lips.

— You know he is danger spelled in shades of moonlight over pomegranate seeds. And yet, you can’t resist his pull.

— The way his hands, lean, yet stronger than they look, hold your waist while his lips fervently lock with yours drives you crazy.

— You love trailing the contours of his sculpted bones when you two are just relaxing, the phantometal piece he wears on his left pinky hypnotizing you.

— And not only that, but on occasions like this, he often manages to leave you flustered; sometimes it’s him tucking a piece of hair behind your ear, fingertips lingering on your cheek for longer than necessary; other times it’s him putting his claw-like ring on your middle finger, whispering “for my rose” as he leaves a kiss behind your ear.

— Your favorite, however, are the tranquil nights in which you can relax together, his more vulnerable and sensitive side coming out in deep conversation while you paint his nails.

— A starry sky awaits for you just outside the window, but you’d rather lose yourself in the moonstone hue of his long fingers and the constellations he strings together with the emotions only you are privy to.

#KSLZPWKXNWLKCNE #nayutaaaaa #NAYUTAAA YOU WILL BE THE END OF ME #i love him so bad #nayu nayu 😭😭

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kunikzushisv · 3 months

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OH MY GOD??? you don't even know how fast i clicked on the notification to just get to read this 😭 this definitely made my day a lot better, oh my god, i love everything about this!!! it was so adorable, i say this every time, but i absolutely LOVE your writing 🥹🥹 made me smile so so hard it was the cutest ever, thank you aaaaaa 😭🩷🩷

hiya, back here again!! the tweets posted by the twins and shiki of course gave me many thoughts, so here i am, with another request for nayuta!! a one shot with fem!reader where nayuta teaches her how to ice-skate, please <33 oh, and it would be amazing if maybe that situation led to a kiss after much time of thinking about it by both sides. thank you!!! i love the new blog btw ☺️💜

ZENITH. ༊*·˚

Pairing: Yatonokami Nayuta x fem! reader.

Tags/warnings: fluff, romance, romantic fluff, kisses.

Author's note: thank you once again for requesting, dear ! I'm so sorry this took me so long to post, I hope it still meets your expectations. You'll find it posted to my ao3 as well <3

Beneath your feet, shades of a dying sun dance with the evening’s first starlight.

It looks as if you’re cutting through it, this duochrome dusk.

The purple clouds seem to part for your steps, or rather, the boy holding your hands right now is summoning rays of orange sunlight, akin to lanterns just for you.

“D-don’t let go, Nayuta…” You utter, voice quivering in the same way you do over the ice.

He smiles, gliding backwards with ease, one corner of his mouth curling up in the way it always did when his mischief came out to play.

“Wouldn’t you trust me to catch you if you fall?” He sing-songs.

And yet, his hold on you tightens, a reassurance that, no matter what, he’s got you. Now and always.

“Nayuta!” You scold, even if your voice is devoid of any malice.

You squeeze his hands tightly, wondering how he’s not freezing to death judging by the redness of his fingers.

But no matter how much you complained, he insisted on giving you his gloves.

You are thankful for their warmth and the extra protection they make you feel in case you should fall but… You can’t help but worry.

“Don’t worry.” He says, all of a sudden, softly knocking his forehead against yours. “You’re safe.”

As he says that, one of your feet trips, propelling you towards the boy.

Nayuta’s arms instantly wrap around your waist, stabilizing you.

“Easy, there.” He whispers, that infinite sky gaze set on you. “You’re improving.”

A nod from you is the answer that follows, heart rate dancing to a wild beat, cheeks as hot as the setting sun.

Be it from the scare of almost falling or from being so close to him, you can’t tell for sure.

But you are certain you’d like to kiss him here, where the sundown casts rosy shadows over his starry locks; where his breath comes out in puffs, like words unsaid drifting off into the distance, memories written in a language only you two know.

A sigh escapes your lips, as you try to stand up straighter, following your partner’s steps.

You wish you could dance with him on the ice, even if there is no music, the sound of the skates against the cold hard floor and his hand in yours is all you need.

“You’re staring.” He chuckles.

And in that single instant, you swear despite the dim lighting of a crepuscular sky, the sun is rising beneath lavender clouds in his eyes.

You don’t look away.

Even if a few seconds in silence pass, his eyes magnetize you. Akin to the burning imprint the ephemerality of an eclipse leaves behind.

Your gaze is glued to his, much in the same way your hearts beat as call and response.

“You’re beautiful.” You utter, finally, your gloved hand nestling on the side of his face, tips of hair bathed in moondust brushing your fingers.

Nayuta hums, head tilting to the side. And in this moment, it looks as if rising constellations were mirrored in the pretty irises of his stare; the endlessness of an horizon suspended between night and day, just for you.

“Is that so?” He finally murmurs, your noses millimeters apart. “Then… you'll have to allow me to do this.” Your boyfriend finishes, as his lips finally touch yours.

The freeze from a winter dusk collides with the tender heat of his kiss. Nayuta’s hands cup your cheeks, the coolness of his skin soothing the blazing sunlight in which your face blazes.

Your widened eyes flutter closed, hands finding purchase on the lavender and turquoise threads of his woolen scarf.

Your legs feel like giving out, from the daze he’s put you in, from the biting evening wind, from the accumulated tension of trying not to fall.

You’re safe.

His previous words seem to echo inside your hazy mind as your lover deepens the kiss, familiar arms coming to loop around your waist, pulling you closer and closer to him, until not even the dusk light can filter in between.

If you had been able to look down, you would have seen flickers of a rainbow imprinted over the translucent ice; like mirrored auroras, hovering over you and Nayuta, as you stared up at the sky from a high building.

Eventually, and despite neither of you wanting to, you part.

The boy squeezes you gently against his beating heart.

The next time his eyes meet yours, shadows of a full moon are reflected in them, beckoning you in.

And you know then, as you always had known, you need more of him.

He smiles.

And the stars come out just to take a peek of you leaning in first this time.

#I AM GOING CRAZY #exploding #giggling kicking my feet #HES THE CUTEST EVER #I WILL NEVER MOVE ON .#nayuta my love i am going to explode #nayuta ueueueue #I NEED HIM SO BAD

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oh i love you. i love your writing so much oh my god this was the cutest ever ☹️☹️ nayuta my love im going to sob !!!!!!! um the round sunglasses??? the famous nayuta from cozmez bday art??? OH IM SO IN LOVE WITH THIS. and kanata and satsuki and allen were also so cute you never disappoint 😭 thank you so much ily !!! 💓💓

BUT YOU FIT ME BETTER THAN MY FAVORITE SWEATER. ༊*·˚

@kunikzushisv requested: today's request for headcanons from me: "how would they react to seeing you in their clothes" with nayuta, kanata, satsuki & allen !!! after some sort of situation like, i don't know, spilling a drink or something like that or just because the reader was curious, something like that~ hope it's understandable and have a great day!! <33

Pairings: Yatonokami Nayuta, Yatonokami Kanata, Ito Satsuki, Sugasano Allen x gn! reader.

Tags/warnings: fluff, some crack (?)

Author's note: Jules, here is your request ! Thank you so much for sending one as always and I hope this is to your liking <3. I'm sorry it took so long...

♡ YATONOKAMI NAYUTA

— You were intrigued.

— Nayuta was the one in charge of Cozmez’s outfits, and obviously, you loved every single one of the ones he wore.

— The way pastels and neons were combined and opposed in contrast reminded you a little of the sky he adored to look up at.

— How you had never worn any of his designs was beyond you.

— You were dating now, is it so wrong of you to wish for one of those movie scenes in which a boyfriend gives his jacket to his lover?

— You heave a sigh, letting yourself fall against the soft mattress of your bed, eyeing longingly the hoodie Nayuta’s left over your covers.

— A glance towards the adjacent bathroom’s door and the sound of running water let you know your boyfriend still has some time left in the shower.

— So what harm would there be in trying?

— Carefully, you take his hoodie in your hands, hugging it close to your chest.

— His scent wafts all around you, memories of every moment spent together fleeting around.

— In this instant, the hues of sunset skies and receding downpours surround you; it’s the melodies he sang for you on his secret spot, now, your secret spot too; it’s the first kiss you shared, against a gate through which the stars shone with intensity.

— He surrounds you, irrevocably.

— Both figuratively and literally.

— For, before you’ve had time to react, Nayuta’s damp hair nuzzles against your head, his arms wrapping around your form (and his jacket).

— It seems all memories are held still in this moment, akin to a child getting caught leaving their paint stained handprints on a wall; your heart, wild, your cheeks, aflame.

— “It suits you.” Your lover murmurs, leaving a teasing kiss to the edge of your jawline.

— “N-nayu-“

— Gaze of dawny clouds flickers knowingly; no doubt he has an idea as to how to complete the look.

— From one of the pockets of the jacket you’re wearing, he pulls out a pair of round sunglasses, strategically putting them on top of your head, like a tiara of sorts.

— When you shyly go to pull them down so they sit in place, however, he stops you.

— “Leave them like that.” His hand catches yours, running soothing patterns over the back of it.

— “Otherwise I can’t do this.” He whispers, before connecting his lips with yours.

— Needless to say, you’d be trying on his clothes way more often, from now on, if this what follows afterwards :)

♡ YATONOKAMI KANATA

— Even if he pouts, Kanata can’t help but blush at how adorable and sweet you are.

— See, it was not his idea to go ice-skating.

— But his brother and Shiki seemed very happy to go.

— So, who was he to rain on their parade? Besides, in those cheesy Christmas romance movies you liked to watch there were couples ice skating pretty often, so that would be a romantic date, right?

— Well, yes and no.

— Because as much as Yatonokami Kanata wasn’t planning on going ice skating, he wasn’t planning on falling on his ass doing so either.

— You can’t deny the pout on his face and the intense rosy hue his cheeks have taken is adorable, but nevertheless, you are worried.

— What if he’s really hurt? What if he broke something?

— “Kanata!” You exclaim, rushing towards him.

— Alas, you should have been more careful.

— Because in your frenzy, you trip, falling on top of him.

— “Ouch…” You mutter, before sitting up. “Kanata! I’m so sorry! Are you hurt anywhere? Gosh I’m so sorry, are you okay?” Your breathing comes out in puffs, faces inches apart.

— Your boyfriend reaches out his hand to brush a stray lock of hair away from your eyes.

— “I’m fine. More importantly…” He trails off, looking at your completely soaked coat and thighs. “You’re going to catch a cold like this. And you should be worrying about if you’re hurt yourself.” He grumbles, looking away, his pretty face a painting of vibrant camellias.

— “I’m fine, I’m fine… Don’t worry! I will not catch a cold hehe- a-a-achoo!” Your speech is cut off by an unwelcome sneeze.

— Cute. Kanata thinks. Then shakes his head. No, he can’t let you get sick.

— As it turns out, your sneeze wasn’t the only thing that would interrupt you.

— “What are you guys doing?” Nayuta asks, stopping a few meters away from where you two sit.

— “Nothing!” Kanata yells, as he takes off his jacket and throws it over your head. “You, put this on!”

— “Kanata! Wait, please! I can’t see anything…” You retort, from under the cloth.

— When you peek out from beneath it, properly putting it on, your lover can’t help but stare at you for a few seconds.

— “Mmhh it’s so comfy and warm…” You comment, snuggling into it.

— “You’re so cute.” He lets out under his breath, barely intelligible.

— “Did you say something, Kanata? We should go get some hot chocolate to warm you up…”

— “I said nothing…” He pouts, reaching out to put the hoodie of his jacket over your head. You’re going to be the death of him if you keep being this sweet.

— Carefully standing up, he tugs you by the hand, as you two skate (wobble more like it in his case) out of the rink.

— Hot chocolate sounds lovely right now.

— Especially with you and especially if he has the chance to taste it directly from your lips.

♡ ITO SATSUKI

— He’s a simp. But that’s Reo’s fault for pointing it out.

— And it’s Reo’s fault too that he ended up spilling his energy drink over you too.

— You were just hanging out together with Reo and Hokusai and everything was going considerably well.

— You guys got to eat at Raimen-tei, he won a plushie you wanted at the arcade, Iori had given you guys money for everything, and now you were petting the neighborhood cats.

— “Good boy, good boy.” Hokusai coos at a small orange kitten sitting on his lap.

— “Hokusaiii, praise me too!” Akanyatsura’s youngest whines, making puppy (or rather, kitty eyes).

— “Oi, Reo! Stop acting like a child!” Satsuki shoots at him, as he nurses his can of an energy drink with definity too much sugar on it.

— “Hm, you’re just jealous because you will never be as cute as Reo-kun!” The aforementioned proudly announces.

— “You…”

— “Eeehh, Hokusai, monkey is being a meanie!”

— “Who’re you calling a monkey!?” Your partner roars back at his youngest team member.

— “Guys, please, don’t fight.” You ask them, with a soft but concerned smile.

— “See? You’re making your partner worry, Satsuki-chan!”

— “Shut up, Reo!” The Suiseki’s family's fiery member orders, crushing his drink and effectively spilling all its sticky sugary contents.

— “Ah, damn…” You curse, examining the sleeve of your hoodie, now presenting a prominent brown stain.

— “[Y-y/n]! I’m so sorry! Are you okay?” Your boyfriend fusses, his hands hovering around you, not knowing what to do.

— “Relax, Satsuki, I’m fine.” You assure him, lacing your fingers through one of his hands.

— “Here! Wear this.” He quickly suggests, offering you his jacket.

— “Alright.” You accept with a giggle.

— Oh, now he’s flustered. And he knows Reo’s teasing will be endless.

— Why is it that seeing you in his clothes makes his heart flutter? Why does his face feel hot all of a sudden? Why does he want you to never wear a jacket anymore when you two go out so he can lend you his?

— He can’t quite understand, but the sight of you wearing something his… as if a part of him was always with you… it makes him feel all fuzzy inside.

— Well, at least that is until Reo breaks through his daze again.

♡ SUGASANO ALLEN

— Oh boy, is he awkward.

— When he sees you wearing one of his t-shirts all he can do is blush like crazy and stand there with his mouth open, unable to move or produce any coherent sounds at first.

— And he knows damn well, if Hajun sees, he will never hear the end of it.

— And how this is because of his own being irresponsible.

— BAE’s leader already can imagine his friend’s voice: “What kind of boyfriend stays until late at the club writing songs instead of paying attention to his partner?”

— But can Hajun blame him? Inspiration just hit at that particular moment… It’s not like he could have controlled it, nor is it his fault the weather decided to take a turn for the worse just as he was finishing up his lyrics.

— Through the violet neon lights from the club, the outside world seemed an illusion at that hour; raindrops obscuring the passing cars in a blurry curtain of yellow street lights.

— And inside, it feels as if no storm can touch the quiet you and Allen share.

— You liked to watch him work, and always stayed with him, mostly to make sure he got back safe, in case he were to have a trap reaction.

— But today the weather is starting to worry you.

— Neither of you have umbrellas and the rain is only getting heavier.

— But the club is closing soon… So lingering isn’t an option either.

— You’ll have to walk in the rain, it seems, you think, sighing.

— Once outside, your boyfriend hands you his jacket, pulling up the hood to shelter you from the unrelenting downpour.

— Seeing how it’s of little use, he suggests:

“Why don’t you come to my apartment, [Y/n]? I-it’s nearer… And it’s late…” He stammers a little, thanking the poor lighting for partially concealing his blush.

— “Why not?” You agree. “It’s been long since we’ve chilled together, other than you writing songs.” You chuckle.

— And of course, Allen’s jacket did nothing to keep you dry.

— And obviously, you have to borrow his clothes.

— So that’s how things stand right now, as you walk into his room, drying the ends of your hair with a towel.

— Only to find your boyfriend dumbfounded, mouth agape and garnet gaze widened, cheeks blooming in every shade of carmine.

— “What is it? Are you not feeling well, Allen?” You ask, kneeling before him on the floor and checking his temperature.

— Well, the problem is the opposite. He’s feeling too well. Because his oversized t-shirt and his shorts look too good on you.

— He’ll have to pull himself together, he thinks, gulping.

— This is a special chance to make it up to you for being focused on song-writing instead of giving you attention.

— And no way is he going to waste it.

#paradox live #paralive #pararai #nayuta yatonokami #kanata yatonokami #ito satsuki #sugasano allen #I AM SO IN LOVE WITH NAYUTA #NAYUTAAAAA RAHHHHH #NAYUTA MY LOVE #this was the cutest ever #sobbing #giggling i love nayu

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TORAAAAA ANOTHER AMAZING WRITING FROM YOU im sooo in love with this aaa 🥹 i loved every single character this was the cutest thing ever ❤️ even if i only yume nayuta out of them all, i really enjoyed every single one hehe~ you're so quick with your requests, so please don't feel sorry!!!! ill definitely be back with another request when i find something interesting ☺️ happy new year!!! 🎉

hi tora!! another blog, another request from me~ today im hoping for headcanons "how do they act when they have a crush and how would they manage to confess" with nayuta, kanata, reo & hajun!! i don't know how many characters you do at the time, so if that's too much just nayuta & kanata are nice!! thank you so much hehe <3

THIS IS MY LOVE.

Because ‘I love you’ is written in every single one of his actions, but he needs to tell you properly.

ft. Yatonokami Nayuta, Yatonokami Kanata, Maruyama Reo, Hajun Yeon x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff, love confessions, some angst.

Hello, Jules, dear and thank you so much for sending in another request here ! I’m sorry this took a while, but I still hope you enjoy it and that it can make you smile <3 I ended up making it in time before the year ends, so happy new year !

ଓ YATONOKAMI NAYUTA

“You came along, and my heart smiled. So, get rid of those doubts, my love, I’ve been waiting for you.”

— With Nayuta, you realize he’s in love because of his smile.

— His usually apathetic, even melancholy expression, is replaced by an upwards curve to his lips, brimming in a sweetness that is hard to place.

— To anyone who deigns to observe where his iridescent eyes keep looking, they’d find you at the end of the lane.

— It is easy to see, when you two are together. His gaze is a little brighter, that difference that makes you discern dusk from dawn; he seems more energized, the lilt to his voice a tad more upbeat, particles of sundust shining in the words he addresses to you.

— And perhaps everyone notices, and Nayuta hopes you do too.

— And maybe you already have, but alas, fear seems to follow humans in crucial moments, confusing the heart, leading it through twisting alleys that echo the unsavory sounds of ‘what if’.

— What is it’s just all in your head. What if you’re overthinking and reading the signs the wrong way.

— The sighs he lets out, alone, in the dead on night are the unheard confirmation that his feelings for you are real.

— And yet, miles separate you, each of you lying on your side in the blue light of a faded moon.

— But, as they say, every cloud has a silver lining.

— Nayuta just will have to tell you directly, then.

— Or rather, show you.

— You find yourselves on the topmost floor of his secret hideout, the sun casting in coppery hues the thousands of piled up buildings below; a beautiful contradiction, how the slums had a beauty to them at golden hour.

— But so did your moments with Nayuta.

— You found him, the one you hold most dear. It didn’t matter if it was in a place this world had forgotten.

— Because you could never forget Yatonokami Nayuta.

— Nor the kiss he gives you when you turn towards him at the call of your name.

— You can taste the remaining sweetness of the popsicle he was just eating as his hands land on either side of you, stabilizing himself when he leans in further.

— And because there is no way your mind is making up the cool softness of his lips on yours, you kiss him back, hands cradling his cheeks, strands of silken moonshine reflected on puddles after the rain tickling your fingers.

— “Is it clear now, that I like you, my cute [Y/n]?” Nayuta utters, in the sunset lit instants between his kiss and the second one you initiate as an answer.

— You don’t trust your voice right now, so you’ll speak in the language lovers do when words are superfluous.

— And you can be sure, he’ll be asking for more.

ଓ YATONOKAMI KANATA

“Your petals were bloodied amidst the storm and you still shined. When I next realized, I was the thorns, and you, the only rose.”

— Kanata doesn’t know what is it he feels for you.

— And what’s more, he doesn’t know why.

— Weren’t you another one of those rich brats to begin with? It was your fault that day you were in trouble in the rain, being robbed by some troublemakers.

— And yet, the moment you resisted to give them your pocket money and one of the attacker’s hands closed around your wrist, something in Kanata snapped.

— He doesn’t know how, or the reason behind which he found himself throwing punches until those bastards were running away.

— But he knew he didn’t like the sight of the cut they somehow managed to land on your cheek.

— “Thank you for that, but are you okay?” You asked him, checking for bruises on your nameless savior.

— You are the one bleeding and yet, you ask him that.

— “You shouldn’t be here.” Kanata spats, turning away.

— “Wait! What’s your name?” You asked, running to catch up with him.

— He ‘tsks’. Why can’t he leave you alone in the rain? Why does the sight of blood running down a stranger’s face sit so wrong with him?

— Annoyed, he drapes his jacket over your head.

— “You don’t want to know.” Are the last words he tells you, before running off.

— You stand there, dumfounded, the boy’s hoodie shielding you from the rain.

— You’ll be back here tomorrow.

— The sky dyes in shades of peach and lavender, reminding you of the sweet scent of spring. Ironic, in such a cold evening, and even more so in this district.

— You have a feeling you’ll find him again, so you wait. His jacket is neatly folded over your lap, as a stray kitten rubs itself against your leg.

— Then you spot him. Short sleeved t-shirt on, hands buried deep in the pockets of his pants.

— “Put this on, at least!” You call, throwing him his jacket. “Catch!”

— Eyes not unlike the color of the sky widen at the sight of you again.

— “Thank you for yesterday, whatever your name is.” You softly tell the young man, reaching where he stands with the small cat in your arms.

— It meows at him. Extending one of its paws.

— “See? He wants to know your name too!” You pout, holding one of the kitten’s white paws in your hand.

— “Ugh fine! It’s Kanata, okay?”

— “Nice to meet you, Kanata.” You giggle, as the cat paws at your hero’s face.

— And somehow, the way you call his name… It’s pleasant, a sweet melody shining in a world of gray.

— He wants to see you again.

— So, next time, he’s the one to seek you out.

— You always meet at the same place; the street where the white kitten lives. Sometimes it goes home with Kanata, though, and others you bring him to your apartment.

— Time is fleeting, and days become months, with December snow fading to rays of February sun, auguring an early spring.

— And then one day, Kanata isn’t there.

— You wait, with your cat friend, who meows sadly at you, climbing on your lap when the first tears begin to fall.

— That evening you leave, matching cups of ramen left to the freeze of a lonely night.

— However, someone saw this hurtful scene.

— “Care to explain yourself?” Nayuta asks his brother, slamming the door behind him.

— Kanata turns slightly around. “Don’t know what you’re talking about.”

— “Oh, you… You know very well. Why didn’t you go today?”

— To which Kanata shrugs.

— “Fine. I hope you know they left crying.” His younger twin points out. “Will you just face your feelings and accept you’re in love and that they love you?”

— “That’s…” Kanata’s shoulders slump. “They deserve better…”

— “Silly!” His brother intercepts, with a soft flick to his forehead. “And what? They want you. So you better get it together and go find them now!”

— And well, for some reason, Kanata doesn’t need to be told twice.

— Luckily for him, a small friend is there to help.

— Following the kitty, they both manage to locate you.

— “[Y/n]! Wait!” The boy who saved you that night calls, putting a hand on your shoulder.

— “What do you want, Yatonokami?” You ask, tone cold, without turning around.

— It hurts him. The way he’s hurt you, the way you won’t face him, the way you use his last name instead.

— “I’m sorry. I just… I’m stupid, okay? I couldn’t come to terms with- the thing is- I… I… Oh, to hell with it! I like you, okay? And I just didn’t know how to act around you or what to do and I thought you deserved better and so I just stood you up and I messed up.”

— A chuckle is definitely not the answer he was expecting.

— “You are cute when you blush, Kanata.” You murmur, wiping away a stray tear, smiling sweetly at him.

— “I’m not-“ He starts, cheeks blooming in crimson roses.

— “I said it’s cute. You are cute.”

— Droplets of thin rain begin to fall.

— “I like you too, if that wasn’t obvious.” You softly say, with a kiss to his cheeks.

— Much like the night you met, rain surrounds you. This time, it’s his cheek that burns, not because an open wound, but because of the searing sensation of a kiss he won’t forget.

ଓ MARUYAMA REO

“What is the point for a rainbow to hide? Let’s write our love in the sky.”

— Reo is a cutie and he definitely has a way with flirting.

— So that’s exactly what he does.

— He is not shy about it in the slightest, often complimenting you on your new clothes, telling how sweet you are or giving you hugs out of nowhere.

— Of course, all of the above, always that you are comfortable; Reo is very cheerful, but he knows how to read your emotions and pick up what you like and dislike.

— And at first, you didn’t think much of it. Sure, he is very affectionate with you, but he is with everyone else too, right? It’s not like you are receiving special treatment.

— Which, in turn, frustrates Reo more.

— Is he doing something wrong? He’s being pretty obvious, right?

— Or maybe… you don’t feel the same way?

— No, no, no, he can’t fall into negativity.

— He has to take you to a nice date and tell you how he feels directly.

— So, he puts together some money he’s been saving and chooses his cutest outfit. This is a special occasion and he wants to make you happy.

— When you arrive at the accorded spot, Reo is already waiting for you.

— Sure, he is a sunshine, but you didn’t expect an amusement park date, seeming how he and his gang usually preferred to hang out at the ramen place.

— “Hello, [Y/n]!” He greets you, those eyes of his mirroring the sunset clouds lining the horizon. “I got cotton candy hehe. One for you and one for me!”

— You take the sweet treat from him, eyes sparkly at the delicious sugary scent wafting around you.

— “Woaah! It looks so tasty! You’re the best Reo…” You thank him.

— And maybe, just maybe, because this is a date, you leave a cotton candy kiss on his cheek, giggling at the pink remnants left behind.

— To which the boy grins mischievously, bringing his fingers to it and tasting the sugary treat.

— “Hmm… Your kiss was sweeter…” He ponders, as your cheeks heat up. “What if we repeat it, properly this time?”

— And at that moment, beneath the lighting of dusk and attractions, your lips touch for the first time; a memory written over cottony clouds in rosey glaze.

— “I love you, pretty.” Reo utters, nose brushing against yours, when he parts.

— “I love you too, Reo.” Are your words, before you initiate a second kiss.

— Little did you two know, Iori and the rest of the gang are looking from afar, proud of his youngest member (Suiseki is a little jealous, but that’s another story).

ଓ HAJUN YEON

“I’ll erase the piercing words that were etched into your soul that day.”

— This man’s way of flirting is teasing you (change my mind).

— With his fans, he is all smiles and charming phrases, but when he really loves you, you get to see a more… naughty side of him.

— When he teases you, he doesn’t do it out of malice, no.

— He’s been hurt in the past, and even if his infatuation with you grows by the day, a part of him is still afraid he’ll be discarded again.

— The words ‘you are not needed anymore’ still resound inside his mind, no matter how much he smiles or tries to look perfect on the outside.

— So he’s wary of diving into a new relationship.

— But at the same time, you are so lovely… The way you pout when he’s teasing you, or how you call him and wave at him whenever you see him at uni…

— Hajun would really like to spend more time with you.

— “You should.” Anne tells him, when they finally get Hajun to spill the beans. “I know you’re afraid to trust but… Isn’t it lonely, to keep the one you love at a distance?”

— It is, yes.

— It’s painful if he stays away. And the variant of getting hurt hangs in the air if he tries to get closer.

— But, as they say, ships were not made to stay at harbor.

— So he’ll take this chance and hope for the best.

— And for that, you know he’ll use his charm.

— A cute cafe date here; dinner at his place that he cooked himself using organic ingredients there; and of course, the occasional expensive gift you had been eyeing, mysteriously arriving at your doorstep.

— You like all of this, and especially, you like him.

— However, a part of you can’t help but wonder: what does he want with me? What does he get out of all of this?

— With those thoughts, you lie in bed, listening to his music in the new noise canceling headphones you’re sure he’s bought for you.

— You’re so not sleeping tonight. Maybe tomorrow you’ll ask him about what ‘ulterior’ motives he has.

— The model’s vibrant eyes widen slightly behind his glasses when you utter the question.

— “Why me, Hajun? What are you planning?”

— It hurts him. How it seems he’s not the only one with trust issues here.

— So that’s how you think of it. Some kind of twisted game he’s playing to get something out of you.

— “I’m serious here, Hajun.” You insist, tone stern, when all the answer he gives you are the subtle expressions of his face.

— And for once, he decides to be honest. No mask of perfection obscuring the words he next speaks.

— “Because I’ve fallen in love with you, [Y/n]. Because I was afraid to trust, to be left behind, thrown away. But then you came around. And I wanted to spend more time with you. This is no game, not one that I plan on ending anyway.” He whispers that last part to your ear, a knowing smile on his lips as he feels the heat on your cheeks.

— “Hajun… You… You mean that?”

— “More than anything.” He vows, placing a kiss to the back of your hand, the one adorned with the set of silver rings he gifted you, never once breaking eye contact.

— Your fingers slot in between his. You suppose it’s alright to let your heart take command and test the waters.

— After all, you can’t keep denying you’ve been in love with him since the beginning, too. You just never thought he’d end up reciprocating.

#paradox live #paradox live x reader #NAYUTAAAAA #this is so cute #nayuta yatonokami #kanata yatonokami #maruyama reo #hajun yeon #i love these sillies so much #nayuta my beloved #kanata reo and hajun were so cute as well aaaaa #LOVE THIS !!!

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AHDJKEJD oh my god tora i've read it three times already and each time i smile more and more THIS IS SO CUTE 🥹 ahh i love him so bad, i love the fact that you included nayuta with long hair!!! i have been praying for times like these 🙏🏻 also the mention of a bow hair tie??? TORA OH MY GOD??? this was the cutest ever, definitely made my day better and ill definitely come back to read it MANY MANY more times 😭💞

i knew i will come back soon.. hi tora.. 🥰 so. nayuta. yeah. this time thought about an accidental confession by either nayuta or reader that have a fever~ leaving the choice to you in this!!!! i don't know if this counts as a longer fic or a scenario?? but after that accidental confession the one that had a fever seems to not remember anything they said and that's all ive thought about. hope it's enough though!!! thank you so much <33

LAVENDER HAZE.

Perhaps your feverish thoughts were the truth your heart wished to speak.

ft. Yatonokami Nayuta x gn! reader.

cw/genre: fluff, accidental confessions. Nayuta has long hair in this one because yes.

Hey jules, dear ! I hope you like this and that I managed to characterize your Nayuta accurately enough <3 Sorry this took a while !

You feel like you are floating.

How long have you spent on this bed, you no longer recall.

Sunlight’s still visible just outside the room’s window, so it can’t have been that long.

Cold.

You’re trembling all over, despite the thick and multiple blankets that cover you.

They are unfamiliar… But at the same time they carry a scent you can recognize well.

It reminds you of sunsets overlooking decrepit suburbs, music playing in the background, and the scent of a just opened bag of candy.

You bury yourself further into the covers.

They remind you of him.

Nayuta.

Your closest friend, the boy you’ve fallen for, helplessly, irrevocably, even if you haven’t uttered your feelings out loud.

Where is he now? You wonder.

You take a peek from under the bedsheets.

This is definitely not your room.

And what you thought was a bed it’s just a mattress on a dusty floor.

It’s comfortable though… It is Nayuta’s after all.

You roll around, hugging your pillow close.

It would be nice if you could hug Nayuta instead, though…

“Did you call, [Y/n]?” A familiar voice you love more than you want to admit asks. “Oh, good, it seems you’re awake.” He says, putting a hand on your forehead. “You’re still hot…” The owner of the bed you’re laying on trails off, gaze of jade and skies at dawn concerned.

You pout, staring upside-down at his crouching position.

Then:

“Kiss me, then.” You demand.

Your bold statement causes for Nayuta’s eyes to widen at first, followed by his laughter filling the room.

“What’s so funny?” You question, frowning, that cute pout still on your lips. “You said I’m hot, I want a kiss.”

He lets out a sigh, mischief dancing in his smile when he tells you:

“You have a fever, are you sure you will remember it afterwards?”

You huff, getting out from under all the blankets, cheeks hot.

Wrapping your arms around Nayuta’s shoulders, you nuzzle your head on the crook of his neck.

“I will! I always remember everything about you, don’t I?” You trail off. “Mmm you smell good… What’s with the hair, though?” You ask, as you take a lock of his silvery long hair in between your fingers. You take a look at him, as if evaluating a masterpiece. “It’s so messy…” You observe, still twirling the long strands in between your fingers. “But you look cute as always!” You conclude, cuddling up against him.

The boy’s cheeks take on a rosy tint, as more laughter hangs around the room at your nonsensical ramblings.

“[Y/n], you need to lie down now. The fever’s getting to you.” He tells you, holding you by the shoulders, as he tries to get you to rest.

You give him a disappointed expression that’s truly hard to resist.

Has anyone ever told you how adorable you are? Nayuta thinks.

“But I want to spend time with you…” You whine, eyes half lidded. “Lemme play with your hair, please…” You outstretch your hands towards him, to which he catches your wrists in his hands.

“[Y/n]. Please.”

And at that moment, even if you don’t realize, he is pleading for both him and you.

Because he knows you won’t remember this when the daze of your fever subsides.

And because he knows, if you keep this up, he won’t be able to resist it.

And maybe he wants to, to not hold back, to shatter the imaginary barrier standing between you two, built on baseless ‘what ifs’ and shades of fear.

“But I like you, Nayuta…” You confess, eyes shiny with unshed tears staring into the moonlit lavender fields of his.

“[Y/n]…”

“I like you! I love you, Nayuta! I always have… But… but I can’t tell you because… what about us, then? What about our friendship… I’ll ruin it if I tell you how I feel…”

Your words are cut off by the sudden caress of his lips on yours.

Nayuta’s hands cradle your face, as yours lose in the softness of his long, messy hair.

Fire fills your bloodstream, fever and dreams come true surrounding you in a melty daze you never want to come down from.

“You won’t ruin anything.” He smiles, when you part, hand still on your cheek, thumb rubbing circles over your flushed skin.

You lean against his touch, your own hand coming to rest over the back of his.

“You promise?” Is your question, as crystalline tears stream down your cheeks, twin shooting stars betting on your love.

“I promise, cute [Y/n].”

You slump against his chest.

“Stay with me while I sleep, please?” You ask, hands bunching up in the soft fabric of his hoodie.

Nayuta’s hold tightens around your form, his protective embrace lulling you into dreamless rest.

When he’s sure you’re completely asleep, he carefully places you back on his makeshift bed.

His lips linger for a fleeting starlit instant upon your temples, “I like you too” whispered in the centimeters of night between you.

Stretching, the boy takes a seat against the wall beside you.

He’ll be here when you awake.

—

You feel like you are soaring.

How long have you been asleep, you cannot remember.

Nor do you recall your dreams last night.

Just the sensation of feeling cold, chills down your spine at the same time your face burned.

You bring one of your hands to your forehead; for some reason, the soothing sensation of familiar lips seems to linger on it.

You must have hallucinated with the high fever and all.

You turn around, eyes fluttering open against a crystalline blue sky.

Except that, outlined against it, is someone you happen to know very well.

Someone you would say I love you to, if you weren’t so afraid of the possible consequences.

“It’s good to see you’re awake.” He chuckles, resting his chin in one hand.

“Nayuta?” You yawn, sitting up in bed. “What are you doing here?”

He gives you an enigmatic smile. Then, the corner of his lip tilts up in knowing mischief.

“Well, I live here.”

“Huh?” You look around, only to verify that, effectively, this is definitely not your room.

What were you doing yesterday when you started to feel sick? You can’t remember… You must have been with Nayuta, judging by your whereabouts.

“Was I too much trouble? I’m so sorry for imposing on you like this. I’ll leave right away.” You ramble on, nervously, as you begin to stand up.

A hand you could only dream of holding comes to rest on your forearm.

“You were no trouble at all, [Y/n]. You had a fever. Take it easy, yeah?” Nayuta encourages, getting you to sit back down again.

Strands colored in the outline of a moon still visible in a clear morning brush against your face when he positions you back in bed.

You think he’d look cute in that one bow hair tie you got recently.

And just that thought makes your eyes widen in worry.

“I didn’t say anything weird yesterday, did I?” You ask him, shooting back up in bed, your lips almost colliding with his. “Ah! Sorry! Are you okay?” You ask, unconsciously cupping his face in your hands.

Nayuta chuckles, placing his own on top of yours, your cheeks heating up when you realize what position you’re in.

“Nah, nothing weird. You were very cute.” He lets out, that last part more to himself than for you to hear.

“Wait, what’s that supposed to mean?!” You demand, tugging on his jacket’s sleeve.

“Nothing, nothing!” He laughs.

“Nayuta!”

“Rest a little more now, [Y/n].” He whispers, his hand patting your head silencing you effectively. “I’ll stay, I’ll be here when you wake up again.”

#paradox live #nayuta #nayuta yatonokami #ATHSJSJ I LOVE HIM SO BAD #UEUEUEUEUEUUEUEUEU #the cutest ever my heart is about to explode #he <33333

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