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onlyrains · 9 days

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hey there, i'd like to request a writing for yasushi if you don't mind. prompt can be up to you (surprise me!) thank you 🙌

a/n: i'm back with a request from a loooong time ago😫 i'm sorry for being inactive these past few months. life was harsh and now i'm trying to reorganized everything. thank you for requesting and i hope you like it!🩵

[9:16am]

—t/w: harsh words

smells of roses, blinding lights, and an odd repeating sound were things that came to your senses once you tried to crack open your eyes. it was heavy and hurts, but you gave all your strength to blink and think as you conclude that it wasn't your room.

clack.

someone entered your room and walked straight to the window on your right to close curtain so the lights would be more bearable for you.

"exc-"

"AAAAAH-" the man blurted out.

you really wanted to react the same but you felt something strangling your neck so only your eyeballs could follow his movements.

"you're sober!" he exclaimed excitedly.

"yeah, i think i am…?"

"wait, i'll call the doctor.” then he ran.

couple minutes later you found yourself being checked by several nurses and a doctor. they said you were okay and your condition was already stable—much better than before—which made you more confused.

“what happened to me?” you asked. a little hesitant at first but you couldn't fight the curiosity within you. he turned to make sure the doctor was gone and closed the door.

“you don't remember anything?”

“i remembered i was on my way home…” you stopped and so were your memory.

“you were hit by a car…”

“huh?” you almost turned your head to him but the throbbing neck muscle held you back.

he looked down before continuing. “my friend was testing his new car with me. we thought it was safer at midnight, we were wrong, we know that. he didn't see you crossing the road and … you know what happened next.”

you tried to proceed his words in your head but nothing came to your conclusion. it felt like your brain was stop working.

“w-when was it?” you asked startling.

“two days ago.”

“oh…”

“he tried to meet your family but it looks like you live alone…”

you weren't say a thing. nor did a thing. you were just staring blankly.

“but don't worry he will be responsible for all your care in this hospital.” yasushi added.

“where is he?”

“who?”

“your friend, who hit me.”

he sighed. “at work. he worked all day to pay your treatment and i'll be here all day to help you with anything you want.” a small reassuring smile painted on his lips.

you wanted to let your wrath out. to shout on his face. to pull his dry, damaged, neglected hair. to poke his doe eyes that constantly looking down. to punch his pursed lips. you really wanted to.

but you couldn't—physically and mentally.

thinking that they were responsible enough to paid the hospital costs and even take care of you 24/7 with that guilty expression, somehow melted your heart. moreover, you could finally rest from everything just as you wanted to without resigning from your work. you hadn't had a free day in two months and couldn't even take a furlough. so as silly as it sounds, this wasn't too bad for your sanity.

“he would come after work but it could be very late.”

“what's his name?”

“kiyoshi.”

“and you?”

“yasushi.”

you nodded. “how about you? didn’t you should be at work too?”

“we are actually students,” your eyes almost leave its place. “you know oya kou?” oh, the world must be joking with me.

“yeah, i know.” you can tell from his looks, honestly. but his demeanor didn't match it up at all so the thought wasn't even cross your head. of course you knew how brutal the student there. but was it because of his guilt? because of his—

“YASUSHI, IS SHE STILL UNCONSCIOUS?” you heard a slammed door with a loud voice entering your room. oh, maybe these are the real ones.

“shut the fuck up!” yasushi groaned. oh, there he is.

your three new visitors came up to you with a wonder look.

“hello?” you voiced.

“AHHH! she's alive!” the loudest one exclaimed.

“of course, you idiot!”

“don't be so loud, jamuo.” tsukasa added.

“are you … okay?” fujio asked, still with his curious look.

“no.” you replied quickly.

“of course.”

“i'm sorry, they are my friend. this is fujio, jamuo, and tsukasa.”

you nodded. “from oya kou too?”

“so you already know.” tsukasa interrupted made you tried to turn your head to see him.

yasushi quickly held your head still. “d-don't move your head too fast.” you knew your forehead was full of bandage but you could still feel his thumb brushing your temple a bit. why is this making it less hurting?

“okay.” you said quietly.

“…”

“i'm sorry this is happen to you.” tsukasa interrupting again but this time was very necessary—as he noticed yasushi's sudden tension.

your eyes now met tsukasa's.

“yasushi and kiyoshi are our friend, and here, fujio, is the student leader of oya kou. so we're here to make sure you're okay too and apologize properly.” the four of them started to stand together and then bowed to you for a few seconds. you just stared as much as you wanted to reciprocate.

“it's okay.” you said then they back to stood again.

jamuo sighed. “anyway, what a unique way to meet your crush, yasushi. finally, after a year of waiting.” he held his laugh.

yasushi turned with a unreadable expression. that was his last straw.

“GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE YOU PIECE OF SHIT.”

and again. you just blinked and watched as much as you wanted to react to the announcement.

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onlyrains · 3 months

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Hi!!! I just wanna say that im really obsessed with your writtings i keep reading them especially the monji one 😣😭💖

So i was wondering if you dont mind to make the part 2 if there is any cuz asdfghjll they are so adorable 😭😭💖

Love you!!

a/n: hiii!!! thank you for liking my work, it means a lot! here's you request and i'm so sorry for the wait. i make it quite long as an apology. btw love you too!❤️

part 1

[3:54pm]

the last time you saw your best friend—monji—was the day you noticed his anxious and nervous face for the first time after encountering his senior then he urgently needed to take you home.

“why do you seem so anxious?” you asked that day.

he shook his head. “we need to take you home first.” he replied hurriedly.

you confused. until today. so you decided to go to his school then you both can walk together and talk about the other day.

having just finished your shift at the cafe, you opted for your daily clothes over your school uniform, considering it might look suspicious at a boys-only school like housen.

as you approached the front gate, a mere 100 meters away, loud thuds echoed from the crossroads. your curiosity drove you closer, revealing a chaotic scene with about twenty guys engaged in physical altercations. a gasp escaped your mouth as you witnessed monji, the reason for your visit, lying on the ground, attempting to fend off the attacks. your feet froze, body stiffened, and your eyes were almost fell from its place. this was the first time you witnessed something so chaotic that made your head stop working.

“who are you?” someone yelled beside you, catching you off guard as he dragged you away from the scene. he walked far enough then stopped near a store with a bunch of people around. “who are you?” he asked again.

you tried to regain your consciousness back, barely blinking your teary eyes. “huh?” you look at the bowl-headed guy in front of you.

“wait.” he said before running to the store to buy you a water to calm down.

“thank you.” you accept his kindness and drank it as much as you could.

“i-i came to see monji.” you started. he frowned. “monji? are you his girlfriend?” he asked.

you shook your head immediately. “no—i'm not. i'm just a friend—”

“hmm,” you heard him humming. his forehead frowned again as he thought. “how could he have a girlfriend but having a girl pick him up? is he that popular among the girls?” he murmured.

what does he mean? monji have a girlfriend?

“what do you mean?” you asked. he shook his head. “nothing. and don't worry. he will be okay, you don't need to shocked like that. trust me.”

ah, the fight! you almost forgot about the fight. you scanned his appearance from up to the bottom. he was wearing housen's uniform.

“are you from housen too?”

he nodded. “yes. so you can trust me that everyone will be okay.”

“how can someone be okay after having a wooden stick on their head? should i call an ambulance? or police?”

he scratched his head and smiled awkwardly. “they'll be okay.”

and just like that, you waited for the next ten minutes with him while having small talks about everything around you. he was quite nice, you thought. he even introduce himself and now you knew his name was sabakan. he tried his best to distract you from the fight.

“let's go.” he said after answering a call.

“is it okay?”

he nodded and walked in front of you.

as you take a right turn, you could saw a bunch of guy wearing housen's uniforms sitting on the road. you couldn't help but biting your nails to channelled your anxiety and and secretly hoped to meet monji in a proper condition.

“is everyone okay?” sabakan asked his friends and you still behind his back. they answered in unison like a war troop answering its superior.

“where were you? you promised to assist me today!” a familiar voice exclaimed. you knew for sure the owner of that voice.

“you better not yell like that…” sabakan murmured.

“what—” monji's voice were gone when sabakan step aside, revealing you who were there the whole time.

you squeezed the strap of your crossbody tightly and looked up slowly to meet monji's eyes. everyone was shock, but no one match monji's shock.

he got up immediately and approached you in a blink. “why are you here? are you okay? who brought you? how…” his hands stopped checking your condition as his eyes meet your own. you didn't know why it got teary again and you need to bit your inner lip to held your cry and anger.

his thumb caress your left cheek before he turned around and ask for leave to his senior.

“see… this is what would happen if you don't tell your girl your plan for the day…” you could see a blond with glasses guy speak to his underlings. he was mocking monji and tried to hold his laughter, you knew that.

“shut up, odajima.” a big guy—who looks at you with a concern look—replied.

“let's go.” monji said after got his permission. he grabbed your wrist and take you to a more conducive place to talk.

“have you eaten yet?” he asked. you shook your head then he made you both entering a ramen shop.

you didn't open your mouth a bit after you sit and busy holding your teary to fall from your eyes seeing him so messed up like this. monji also busy with his own thought on how to tell you what was going on.

“here's your ramen.” a server approaching your table. “do you have a first aid kit?” you asked. he nodded and gave you a box behind the cashier shelf.

“i'm fine.” monji voiced when you wet the cotton. you weren't respond his words and started cleaning the wound.

he hissed occasionally but not avoiding you. the guilt already ate his guts alive and all he could do was obey you.

“i was just want to go home with you since my shift ended early.” you say while tidy up the aid kit. “i don't know—i'm just so shocked but luckily sabakan helped me.”

monji nod his head and he started to sip his ramen broth to warm his chest since your gaze was too cold than usual.

“and he confused why am i there to pick you up when you already have a girlfriend?” you added as you take mouthful of your ramen.

monji choked himself and coughed for an entire minute. “he say what?”

you shrugged. “but now i know why people find your school interesting. why are you enter that school in the first place?”

monji's gaze was back to his bowl.

“i don't see the point of the fights and i know you know that it's dangerous even though you can face it. but still, why?” you continue your rambles.

“i just not expecting you chose this path, you know? i'm not trying to complain about your decision, i'm just… what should i call it? worry…?”

he took a glance at you. your eyes reddens but you tried to sip your ramen like nothing happened. he knew you tried your best to act cool.

“thank you.” he said. “this is why i forbid you to go to housen.” you sigh.

“but you are really okay, right?” he asked. you nodded.

“i'm sorry for making you worried.” he continue before finished his ramen. “we're cool, right?”

you glance sharply at him for a few second then nod unheartedly.

monji sighed silently and felt a limp on his throat before he say, “don't be afraid of me.”

you looked up and stared at him this time. “i won't.”

a small smile appeared on his lips as his finger still rubbed against each other, nervous. so you decided to change the topic.

“by the way, how could you have a girlfriend and didn't tell me?”

“i-i don't!” he exclaimed. “uh, let's not talk about it for now—”

“why?”

“just not now. it's a long story. all i can say now is i don't have one, it's just a misunderstanding, okay?”

you narrowed your eyes. “don't make me call sabakan and we'll have him in this conversation…”

“argh…” he groaned and messed his hair out of frustation.

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onlyrains · 4 months

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😭😭 not wrong but 😭😭😭

[2:43am]

— t/w: angst, mention of death

the feeling of losing someone, the feeling of being alone, the feeling of your absence—these stressed this man out. murayama hadn't eaten anything since the day you left him, the day you left everything behind, and broke your own promises. but he isn't mad at you, not even for a second, not even a bit. he's angry because he tried to suppress everything he's feeling, but he couldn't. the fact that you're no longer alive and the memory of your body turning blue slowly engraved in his mind, and it hasn't stopped playing since the day he locked himself.

the grip he has on his pen tightens as he feels the heat welling up in his eyes, forcing a tear to fall down his cheek for the thousandth time.

i never knew i would be alone after i met you. i thought we were meant to be together, and you would never leave my side. but you left. you left me, but i'm not mad at you. i can't be. well, it would be so nice if you were here to wake me up from this nightmare, but i know it's impossible because i've realized now that i haven't slept for days. scold me all you want because that would be the best thing that could happen right now. i love you, really. you broke your promise to move to my place, but that's fine. i still love you.

i believe that in another life, i would run to the key shop to duplicate my door key and give it to you as a present. i believe that in another universe, we would think of the same place when we think of home. i believe that in another time, we would sleep on the same bed every night, with my hands around your waist.

i need you. you're still the best thing ever happened to me and i don't know how my life would turn out without you. the dreams i had, the goals we made, i lost them. i lost the path i was on. love, i lost everything when i lost you. but i'm fine. it's fine because you're not hurting anymore. you have the peace you deserved. i'm sorry this is so messy. i tried to express everything i feel just like you always told me to, but i'm in the worst state now. i hope you understand. i will force myself to sleep, and I'll place this on my chest because i know it's the closest to you, right? i love you so m

he fell on his back without completing the sentence. he dozed off, having drained the rest of his strength to write the letter. seki had been there the whole time, staring through the door gap, watching his friend burst into tears while trying to put his feelings on paper.

he entered the room and carefully laid his dear friend on the bed, pulling the blanket and arranging him in a more proper position to sleep, hoping he would find some rest for a while.

seki knows that it will continue for some time, until murayama reaches the phase of seeking the culprit who hit you to death. he probably kill someone for real.

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onlyrains · 4 months

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😭😭 i was sobbing when i wrote this… sorry😅😝

[2:43am]

— t/w: angst, mention of death

the grip he has on his pen tightens as he feels the heat welling up in his eyes, forcing a tear to fall down his cheek for the thousandth time.

he entered the room and carefully laid his dear friend on the bed, pulling the blanket and arranging him in a more proper position to sleep, hoping he would find some rest for a while.

seki knows that it will continue for some time, until murayama reaches the phase of seeking the culprit who hit you to death. he probably kill someone for real.

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onlyrains · 4 months

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SORRY!!😄😝

[2:43am]

— t/w: angst, mention of death

the grip he has on his pen tightens as he feels the heat welling up in his eyes, forcing a tear to fall down his cheek for the thousandth time.

he entered the room and carefully laid his dear friend on the bed, pulling the blanket and arranging him in a more proper position to sleep, hoping he would find some rest for a while.

seki knows that it will continue for some time, until murayama reaches the phase of seeking the culprit who hit you to death. he probably kill someone for real.

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onlyrains · 4 months

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i love him too much😫💥💗

:: h&l boys being with their drunk s/o for the first time ::

pairings: fujio hanaoka, tsukasa takajo, yosuke todoroki, yuken odajima, yasushi nishikawa x fem reader

FUJIO ✧.*

it warmed his heart seeing you made a fond friendship with all his friends. you were new yet so significantly important to his life so of course he wanted you to get along with all his people and now you dis it so naturally. everyone liked you to the point you were get comfortable so quickly while chatting and drinking alcohol with them. fujio didn't know you can drink so tonight he was quieter than usual to watch you got tipsy while actively interacting with his childhood friends because it's too fascinating to him.

“fujio…” you turned to him with your flushed red cheeks.

“yes?” he responded.

you didn't answered right away. you were focus on his face then a hand landed smoothly on the back of his neck. “i'm happy with you.”

he beamed. he didn't know how to respond to that so he just look at you with a surprise look while his heart was ready to blown up.

“i want to stay here all night but why's my head so dizzy?” you placed your head on your palm to stay still. your other hand playing with his ear absentmindedly.

he finally replied with a chuckle. “you can't stay here all night. let's go home, it's already late.”

“but you haven't drink a bit?” you protested, handing a glass of beer to your boyfriend.

he squeezed your cheek excitedly. “i'm good.” he said giggly. you felt your head keep spinning then your forehead fall perfectly on his shoulder, inviting a laughter from madoka. “GIRL, YOU LOSE!!! FUJIO YOUR GIRLFRIEND JUST LOST!!!” she said extremely drunk.

fujio sighed to the rest of the guys. “i'm going.” he said before placing you on his back, ready to take you home.

TSUKASA ✧.*

“you drink too much.” he warned you. you glanced at him with disapproval and a pout on your lips.

“i'm fine.” you replied while lying on your stomach, eyes back on the papers in front of you.

“but you have a pre-test tomorrow,”

you laughed, “this is my pre-test y'know.” then continue to take a sip of your drink to accompany you studying tonight.

he copied your position. “you could just ask me then drink these cans.” tsukasa ran his fingers through your hair softly.

you flipped your body to lay on your back then you covered your face with both of your hands. he could still hear you sobbing beside him. “why can't i go through this test peacefully? why can't my head absorb things easily like most of people do? why i feel like i know nothing about these things? why…” you started to ramble then looked at him with so much anger on your face.

he knew you so frustrated lately, that's why he decided to come to your house then he found you barely sober on the floor with papers and beer cans everywhere. it was the first time he saw you cried and drunk. too surprising to him to process.

he helped you sit then he started to rub your back in up-down motion. “cry. let it out.” he said. in a split second he could feel his body being pulled in and you cried drunkly on his neck, hugging him tightly.

“thank you,” you said. he nodded while patting your hair and back. “anything for you. just ask me if you need anything.”

silence.

he felt your breating evenly which meant you were asleep. “hey?” he called.

“you're body is so sweet-scented, it's comfy.” oh, you may regret this tomorrow because it was completely not you at all.

tsukasa chuckled. “okay, then.”

TODOROKI ✧.*

he was hanging out with you and his oya friend. when he received a call from his parent that he needs to handle a few things for a bit. “you can go. i'm fine here, really. they are my friends too.” you tried your best to convinced him that you are okay with fujio, nakagoshi, yasushi, kiyoshi, tsuji, and shibaman while he's away.

“yeah, she's right. you don't need to worry about nothing.” yasushi spoke making todoroki's gaze switch to him.

“it won't take more than an hour i promise. don't get too drunk.” he said before you nodded and he left. so there were only you and the idiots, and you agreed to play beer pong with them. you were pretty sure it wouldn't be too difficult since you could drink quite well. in the middle of the game, they start to realize that your shooting is good, you rarely throw the ball away. then the opposite team start to rearrange their strategy to catch up your team's score. you've got tipsy but the games had an endless round until kiyoshi passed out beside you.

you snorted, “poor you, kiyo-kiyooo!” then laughed maniacally. you sat on the sofa when tsuji lit his cigarette. you felt your head too dizzy to worked but the view of a drunk guy smoking beside you intrigued you so much that you decided to try the nicotine too. so you pulled out a cigarette unconsciously and lit it up while sucking on it carefully.

“i shouldn't leave you with these jerks.” the love of your life showed up and snatched the nicotine between your lips.

“baby!” you exclaimed cheerfully and put your arms around his neck. completely distracted.

“why don't you listen to me?” he hissed.

you frowned. “me? not listening? never! i've never not listening to you in my life.” you put your head on his shoulder, clingy. “i'm just… sleepy.” then you pecked his neck.

he rolled his eyes and tightened his hand on your waist. “we're going home.” he said, slightly mad but couldn't ignore the way your warm breath fanned his side neck.

YUKEN ✧.*

“can i talk to my boyfriend?” the right side of your face lying on the table. you eyed your boyfriend, who was sitting next to you.

“you can. what do you want to talk about?” yuken dropped the glass he'd been holding onto the table then put his palm under your cheek so it wouldn't get sore. he was smiling slightly looking at adorable view of you like this.

“honestly, i didn't want to go on the triple date either.” you started. “i love to be like this. just with you.”

yuken laughed at your cute confession. you both were at a small shop near the restaurant you previously visited for a triple date your boyfriend initially refused to come to. but you said it just for once and you spent days to persuading him to come, so he agreed.

“i was in denial of it but today the proof was in front of my eyes. i can't deny that i only get comfortable with you now.”

he smirked as he feel an ego boost. he thought he made a genius decision to drink with you. your relationship was love-hate so that was the first time you were so honest about your feeling.

“sorry to forced you to come to that date.”

he caressed your hair. “it's fine. i can finally know about you more because of that damn date.” he grinned. “i'll plan us a proper date for next week.”

you giggled. “oh, really? will you?” you asked doubtedly.

“it will be the best date ever and you need to give me a reward if i succeed.”

you held his hand with both of yours. “deal.” and you didn't let go of his hand afterward.

he noticed that you are more touchy when you were drunk and it was kinda alarming because he wouldn't let you drink without him.

you stared straight at his lips when he was going to speak. “okay, then. we'll see.” he tried to let go of his hand from you slowly to down his tequila but your movement restrained him.

you quickly lift your head and approached his, placing a gentle kiss on his mouth for a few seconds.

“your lips are flirting with me.” you blurted out.

yuken remained frozen for a while then he stood up and carried your body like a sack on his shoulder. he smirked, “that's not fair you drunkenly doing that in public. let's go home.”

YASUSHI ✧.*

it was almost midnight when he received a call from an unknown number. he wanted to ignore it but he remember you were out drinking with your friends, so he picked up quickly. a deafening noise entered his ear.

“hello, is it—”

“where is my girlfriend?” he cut. fast. his body was ready to sprint to wherever you were.

“s-she is drunk—can you pick her up? i'll send the location.”

he hung up then grabbed his jacket and shoes to head to your location—luckily it wasn't that far.

he almost got there when he saw a girl sitting on the ground—face down and nearly passed out… or maybe sleeping? it was you.

“babe? why are you—you okay? babe? how can—” too many question filled his brain. you opened your glazed eyes after hearing a familiar voice.

“hi,” you greeted happily. you placed hands on his arms to support your body to pecked his cheek. a wide smile appeared after the sudden action.

“babe—”

“i had a good night,” you grinned. “you're so pretty by the way.” his cheek and ear turned red at the same time. it wasn't a good timing but who could ignore compliment from the prettiest girl on earth?

“thanks but how can you end up here? where are your friends? you said you're going with the girls, right?”

your eyes closed but the smile didn't seem to fade anytime soon. “they're going home… maybe?”

“what do you mean maybe?” you place a forefinger on his lips. “shut up. my head's noisy.”

he groaned on himself. “i swear i'll beat them tomorrow.” you frowned. “they are my friends—girls—you can't.”

“okay then i'll punch their boyfriend?”

you laughed. “stop, you feral kid.”

he sighed heavily. “let's go home you need to wash yourself.” he swore he won't let you out drinking without him.

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onlyrains · 4 months

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:: h&l boys being with their drunk s/o for the first time ::

pairings: fujio hanaoka, tsukasa takajo, yosuke todoroki, yuken odajima, yasushi nishikawa x fem reader

FUJIO ✧.*

“fujio…” you turned to him with your flushed red cheeks.

“yes?” he responded.

you didn't answered right away. you were focus on his face then a hand landed smoothly on the back of his neck. “i'm happy with you.”

he beamed. he didn't know how to respond to that so he just look at you with a surprise look while his heart was ready to blown up.

“i want to stay here all night but why's my head so dizzy?” you placed your head on your palm to stay still. your other hand playing with his ear absentmindedly.

he finally replied with a chuckle. “you can't stay here all night. let's go home, it's already late.”

“but you haven't drink a bit?” you protested, handing a glass of beer to your boyfriend.

fujio sighed to the rest of the guys. “i'm going.” he said before placing you on his back, ready to take you home.

TSUKASA ✧.*

“you drink too much.” he warned you. you glanced at him with disapproval and a pout on your lips.

“i'm fine.” you replied while lying on your stomach, eyes back on the papers in front of you.

“but you have a pre-test tomorrow,”

you laughed, “this is my pre-test y'know.” then continue to take a sip of your drink to accompany you studying tonight.

he copied your position. “you could just ask me then drink these cans.” tsukasa ran his fingers through your hair softly.

“thank you,” you said. he nodded while patting your hair and back. “anything for you. just ask me if you need anything.”

silence.

he felt your breating evenly which meant you were asleep. “hey?” he called.

“you're body is so sweet-scented, it's comfy.” oh, you may regret this tomorrow because it was completely not you at all.

tsukasa chuckled. “okay, then.”

TODOROKI ✧.*

he was hanging out with you and his oya friend. when he received a call from his parent that he needed to handle a few things for a bit. “you can go. i'm fine here, really. they are my friends too.” you tried your best to convince him that you were okay with fujio, nakagoshi, yasushi, kiyoshi, tsuji, and shibaman while he was away.

“yeah, she's right. you don't need to worry about nothing.” yasushi spoke making todoroki's gaze switch to him.

“it won't take more than an hour i promise. don't get too drunk.” he said before you nodded and he left. so there were only you and the idiots, and you agreed to play beer pong with them. you were pretty sure it wouldn't be too difficult since you could drink quite well. in the middle of the game, they started to realize that your shooting was good, you rarely threw the ball away. then the opposite team started to rearrange their strategy to caught up your team's score. you've got tipsy but the games had an endless round until kiyoshi passed out beside you.

“i shouldn't leave you with these jerks.” the love of your life showed up and snatched the nicotine between your lips.

“baby!” you exclaimed cheerfully and put your arms around his neck. completely distracted.

“why don't you listen to me?” he hissed.

you frowned. “me? not listening? never! i've never not listening to you in my life.” you put your head on his shoulder, clingy. “i'm just… sleepy.” then you pecked his neck.

he rolled his eyes and tightened his hand on your waist. “we're going home.” he said, slightly mad but couldn't ignore the way your warm breath fanned his side neck.

YUKEN ✧.*

“can i talk to my boyfriend?” the right side of your face lying on the table. you eyed your boyfriend, who was sitting next to you.

“honestly, i didn't want to go on the triple date either.” you started. “i love to be like this. just with you.”

“i was in denial of it but today the proof was in front of my eyes. i can't deny that i only get comfortable with you now.”

he smirked as he feel an ego boost. he thought he made a genius decision to drink with you. your relationship was love-hate so that was the first time you were so honest about your feeling.

“sorry to forced you to come to that date.”

he caressed your hair. “it's fine. i can finally know about you more because of that damn date.” he grinned. “i'll plan us a proper date for next week.”

you giggled. “oh, really? will you?” you asked doubtedly.

“it will be the best date ever and you need to give me a reward if i succeed.”

you held his hand with both of yours. “deal.” and you didn't let go of his hand afterward.

he noticed that you were more touchy when you were drunk and it was kinda alarming because he wouldn't let you drink without him.

you stared straight at his lips when he was going to speak. “okay, then. we'll see.” he tried to let go of his hand from you slowly to down his tequila but your movement restrained him.

you quickly lift your head and approached his, placing a gentle kiss on his mouth for a few seconds.

“your lips are flirting with me.” you blurted out.

yuken remained frozen for a while then he stood up and carried your body like a sack on his shoulder. he smirked, “that's not fair you drunkenly doing that in public. let's go home.”

YASUSHI ✧.*

“hello, is it—”

“where is my girlfriend?” he cut. fast. his body was ready to sprint to wherever you were.

“s-she is drunk—can you pick her up? i'll send the location.”

he hung up then grabbed his jacket and shoes to head to your location—luckily it wasn't that far.

he almost got there when he saw a girl sitting on the ground—face down and nearly passed out… or maybe sleeping? it was you.

“babe? why are you—you okay? babe? how can—” too many question filled his brain. you opened your glazed eyes after hearing a familiar voice.

“hi,” you greeted happily. you placed hands on his arms to support your body to pecked his cheek. a wide smile appeared after the sudden action.

“babe—”

“thanks but how can you end up here? where are your friends? you said you're going with the girls, right?”

your eyes closed but the smile didn't seem to fade anytime soon. “they're going home… maybe?”

“what do you mean maybe?” you place a forefinger on his lips. “shut up. my head's noisy.”

he groaned to himself. “i swear i'll beat them tomorrow.” you frowned. “they are my friends—girls—you can't.”

“okay then i'll punch their boyfriend?”

you laughed. “stop, you feral kid.”

he sighed heavily. “let's go home you need to wash yourself.” he swore he won't let you out drinking again without him.

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Hi!!! I just wanna say that im really obsessed with your writtings i keep reading them especially the monji one 😣😭💖

So i was wondering if you dont mind to make the part 2 if there is any cuz asdfghjll they are so adorable 😭😭💖

Love you!!

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part 1

[3:54pm]

the last time you saw your best friend—monji—was the day you noticed his his anxious and nervous face for the first time after encountering his senior then he urgently needed to take you home.