3:28AM :: airport reunion | itoshi sae [ intended lowercase ,, suggested fem ! reader ]

paparazzi crowded around the terminal where itoshi sae will make his grand return from spain, cameras prepared to capture every possible frame of the soccer star that they can.

thankfully, none of the reporters seemed to have noticed you, tucked away in the corner with sae's chauffeur. your boyfriend had been messaging you throughout his 'dreary' and 'boring' flight, and you had told him where you'd be waiting. sae always wanted to keep you out of the public eye, not because he was ashamed to be seen with you, but more so that your privacy and life could be protected.

without even needing to look up from your phone, you knew that the midfielder had arrived just by the sudden increase in volume and constant clicking of flashing cameras. however, despite all the attention, sae didn't even spare them a second glance as he headed over to where you and the driver were standing.

"hey love" sae mumbled, engulfing your body in a warm hug, hiding your face into his chest as he glanced over his shoulder at the flashing cameras. smiling to yourself, you wrapped your own arms around his waist, trying to feel even closer to him than you already were.

"missed you" your voice came out muffled, but sae still heard. he pressed a gentle kiss onto your temple in response, softly smiling at the way you nuzzled into him. turning to his driver, who in return gestured to the car parked outside, sae began to lead you out, still covering your face from the world's prying eyes. interviewers yelled complaints and hurled insults at you for taking sae's time from them, but the two of you kept walking. unknowingly to you, sae had flipped them off after hearing the cruel and vile hate aimed at you.

minutes later, with the both of you in the car and the chauffeur loading sae's luggage, the soccer player had pulled you onto his lap and buried his face in the crook of your neck, grumbling about how crappy his trip was and how annoying his team was. "aw, so you're happy to be back with me again?" you cooed, brushing stray hairs off of his face. he sighed with exasperation before muttering a "clearly, you aren't as shitty as everybody else". now it was your turn to hide your face, opting to shield your red face in your hands. sae let out a small laugh before prying your hands away and pressing a quick peck to your nose, "love you, moron".

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5:11 :: insensitive | itoshi sae [ intended lowercase ,, fem ! reader ]

it had been a few weeks since sae had returned from spain and everything had been perfectly normal; the two of you were spending more time together, and sae had brought you over to catch up with his parents. however, it was during one of these visits where your outlook on your relationship with the midfielder was changed.

it was unexpected to see rin at home, especially when he knew that his older brother would also be there. but surprisingly, the boy wasn't there for his sibling.

"hey, you."

you heard rin's voice ring out across the room and felt his eyes pierce into the back of your head. turning around, you set your phone down on the counter and faced him, an inquiring stare on your face. "what is it?" you asked, trying to keep your tone polite. it wasn't like you hated rin, more like your lack of interactions with the boy left you uncertain about him, but you still made an effort to be kind towards the striker. rin's eyes narrowed before he spoke, venom laced into each syllable.

"my brother should hurry up and leave you." the room was completely silent after that. all that could be heard was the slow, rhythmic drip of water from the tap. "i'm sorry, what?" you finally asked, hoping that your ears were playing tricks on you. the boy remained silent, his icy glare not wavering for even a second; you got the message.

just as you were about to speak again, a figure came up behind rin and shoved right past him, knocking him into the doorframe. sae walked through the kitchen towards you, taking you into his arms the moment he reached your rigid body.

"if you think i'm leaving her anytime soon, you'll be waiting a long fucking time, rin." the older itoshi spat, staring daggers into his younger brother, before he led you out of the room. the moment the two of you were in the privacy of sae's room, you let the tears fall. sae gently wiped the falling tears from your reddened cheeks, pressing small kisses to the creases of your eyes and sniffling nose. "don't listen to that stupid asshat, the piece of shit doesn't know what the hell he's spewing from that lukewarm mouth" sae sighs, pressing your face into the warmth of his chest. up until the moment you left to go back home, your lover let you use him as a personal pillow: napping, crying, ranting ...

ever since then, rin had avoided you like the plague, but not before his mother had forced him to apologise to you and continued to scold him as he "couldn't insult his brother's lover, especially since he himself doesn't have one of his own".

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12:09 :: "you." | bachira meguru [ intended lowercase ,, fem ! reader ]

it wasn't unusual for you to stay over bachira's place; ever since the two of you started dating, he insisted that you come over every day, so you tended to sleep there as well. your parents didn't care either, as they were always abroad for work and mostly absent in your life, and your boyfriend's mother loved it as much as her son did. you were always welcomed in the bachira household, and you were treated just like family.

or so you had thought.

"oh my god, can you just shut up for one damn second?! i can't even hear my own thoughts over your annoying voice." the cruel words spat at you by your lover tore your heart into pieces. if that wasn't already enough, the ice-cold glare he shot at you sent a shiver down your spine, causing your body to subconsciously tremble under his harsh stare. he sighed before running a hand through his hair and standing up, "leave me alone for a while, i can't be bothered to deal with you" was all he said before leaving the room, slamming the door as he went. you sat there in silence for a while, not knowing how to react to what had just happened. without even realising, tears had begun flowing freely down your face, softly landing on your school blazer, small whimpers being drawn from your lips. the slight trembling of your body had turned to heavy shaking as each tear fell from your eyes.

bachira's mother was about to bring the two of you snacks as you studied, but she paused when she heard her son storm out of the room and harshly slam the door before walking to the opposite side of the apartment. cautiously, she placed the tray on a nearby counter and followed the boy.

"meguru, are you okay? what was all that about??" she asked, concern laced on her features. he turned to look at her before shaking his head and continuing to walk off, completely brushing her off. the woman sighed before heading back over to his bedroom, hoping to see if you could explain the reason behind his supposed bad temper. gently knocking on the door, she could hear you quickly sniffling and drying your tears with your sleeve before saying she could come in. "what's wrong, honey? did something happen between meguru and you??" she questioned, a feeling of sadness and slight disappointment stirring in her chest when she saw your reddened cheeks and sore eyes. "it's nothing, please don't worry" you said, a small smile on your face - a poor attempt at trying to stop more tears from flowing. the older woman sat down next to you and softly pulled you close to her, your head now laying on her shoulder. "you don't have to pretend to me, cry if you need to" was all she had said, but it was enough to force more sobs from you and your body slumped over hers. she smiled at you, bringing you to her chest and stroking the back of your head as you cried and cried, your hands gripping her shirt. the two of you stayed like that for a while, leading for you to fall asleep in her hold, completely exhausted from the continuous crying. after carefully lifting you and placing you onto meguru's bed, she went off to find her son, prepared to give him a stern lecture.

she found him sat on the balcony, staring up at the sunset, football abandoned next to him. his face looked sullen and a pout rested on his lips, eyebrows furrowed in concentration at the thought of something. clearing her throat, she stood behind him and waited for him to turn around to face her. "meguru, explain" she said, staring daggers at him. the boy remained silent but returned her stare with a sadder one of his own. the woman exhaled before approaching him, placing a hand on his head. "i don't know what happened between the two of you, but you have to apologise. she's asleep right now because she's spent the whole time crying and crying, and i was there to comfort her, not you. whatever you did or said to her, it hurt her and you were the one to make her cry, which is what no boyfriend should ever do. i'm disappointed in you, meguru" her voice broke through the silence, her emotion clearly conveyed into every single word she said. her son looked up at her, his eyes widened, before they darkened again, his expression that of being ashamed. he nodded at her before heading back to his room, but not before uttering a quiet, "thank you", to his mother, who just smiled in response.

opening the door to his bedroom, bachira saw your curled frame laying on his bed, face buried into his blankets. he silently made his way over to you, kneeling down on the floor to be eye-level with your hidden face. "yn, baby? you awake??" he softly asked, running a hand over your face and brushing off any stray hairs. you groaned in response, eyes squinting open at the rays of sunlight peeking through the drawn curtains, before they focused on the boy in front of you. immediately, you hid yourself under the blanket, trying to avoid any form of arguing with your boyfriend, as you knew your heart couldn't take much more criticism from the person you loved. due to your face being hidden away, you were unable to see the hurt on bachira's face and the way he physically shrunk away. "i'm sorry if you don't wanna talk to me right now, i completely understand. but i have to apologise to you. i know i fucked up and i really didn't mean to snap at you; i've just had a really shitty day at school and the stress of revising for the next exam wasn't helping. i promise i didn't intentionally aim anything at you, and i'm sorry for calling you annoying, you were only trying to help me. i love you" bachira whispered, loud enough so you could hear it but quiet enough for his voice to shake and break off. before you could get a word in, he stood up and went to leave, but the sound of your voice stopped him in his tracks. "meguru, it's fine. i'm not mad at you, i was just hurt - hearing that from you especially, i just couldn't handle it. but it's okay, i forgive you" you said, reaching out for him to come back to you. after hearing your response, bachira immediately ran back to you and took you into his arms, holding you tightly. a string of apologies continued to leave his lips as he hid his face into your neck, placing a kiss after each apology.

later that night, the three of you sat around the kotatsu together enjoying your food, with bachira's mother relentlessly scolding him for what he did. in response, the boy had a scowl and a pout on his face, holding you on his lap, with you laughing at his mother berating him. after the meal, bachira dragged you back to the bedroom to cuddle and smother you with affection, which ended up with his mother sneaking in a few photos of the two of you, unfortunately being added to the family scrapbook.

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FAMILY LINE

an itoshi rin x f! reader smau | college! au

synopsis :: hidden in the shadow of his genius brother, rin itoshi never had anything for himself. that was, however, until he accidentally met you during study hall, where the only available seat was directly next to him. a few hours later, and he has your number on the back of his hand. would rin finally have something for himself, or lose it all to his family line?

warnings :: profanity , arguments , toxic sibling relationship.. to be added

author's note :: okay so im getting off my lazy ass and finally making some content. i might be ditching homework to make this but idgaf tbh, rin is better than that anyways. this probably wont have a regular schedule but ill try to post some at least once or twice a week

status :: ongoing / in work

profiles :: operation love | single bitches

❜ [001. study hall] ❜ [002. text]

❜ [003. friend?] ❜[004. match]

❜ [005. date] ❜ [006. flowers]

❜ [007. approval] ❜ [008. hope]

❜ [009. past] ❜ [010. truth]

❜ [011. complicated] ❜ [012. him]

❜ [013. family] ❜ [014. brothers]

❜ [015. i hate you] ❜ [016. distance]

... to be added

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10:44 :: staying around his place for the first time | isagi yoichi [ intended lowercase ,, fem ! reader ]

there was no other way to put it; isagi yoichi was extremely nervous.

today was when you had agreed to stay the night at his place, and he had just realised this was when you would first meet his parents. isagi was sat with his mother and father in the kitchen, four plates with the evening’s meal set out instead of three. the striker kept stealing glances at the clock, counting down the minutes until the agreed hour of your arrival.

almost exactly on the second, the doorbell rung and yoichi jumped to his feet and ran to open the door. you stood there, flowers in hand, baggage on the floor by your feet, and a bright smile on your face. pressing a quick kiss to your lips, yoichi led you inside and took your bags, placing them by the stairs. taking your hand in his, he led you to the kitchen, his nerves decreasing with each step he took.

“it’s so nice to finally meet you, you’re all that yoichi talks about” his mother greeted, smiling at the last part of her sentence. her husband gave you a small wave, followed by a, “pleasure to meet you”. yoichi turned to look at you and chuckled at the sight of your pink cheeks as you return his parents’ kindness. handing his mother the flowers and shaking his father’s hand, you made an effort to make a good first impression on the both of them, knowing just how important this way to your boyfriend.

after finishing your food and thanking issei and iyo, as the both of them insisted on, yoichi brought your bags upstairs and, when he came back down, watched lovingly as you happily conserved with his mother in the living room. he knew that she sometimes felt left out as the only woman in their family, and he could see how glad she was to have someone to relate to. the two of you laughed about many things, and you comforted her when she complained about how “nobody listens to her in the house” and that her husband and son were “always so noisy”.

“oh come on, im not that bad” yoichi said, walking into the room. his mother raised an eyebrow before looking at you, “oh really, yoichi? should we talk about all the times where you’ve yelled at those stupid video games that you play?? or how you keep kicking the wall with that soccer ball??” she ranted, before bursting out into laughter when she met your gaze. yoichi groaned before flopping onto the couch, letting you guide his head onto your lap and shutting his eyes when he felt your nails gently scratching his scalp. the sound of his mother squealing in joy as the sight of the two of you, but then her protests could be heard when her husband dragged her from the room, saying that she needed to give you two privacy.

the room was now filled with a noticeable silence; yoichi could feel each moment your hands made in his hair - twisting, braiding, untangling ... he was like your own hair model, and he looked so pretty laying there for you.

maybe you should come over his place more often.

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2:31AM :: stargazing from your bedroom | kurona ranze [ intended lowercase ,, implied fem ! reader ]

"and that one there, don't you think it looks pretty?"

kurona finished off his rant about the stars, pointing at the brightest flame in the sky. coincidentally, it was situated right above where the two of you laid, like a guardian angel. you hummed in response to his question, turning on your side to curl yourself around kurona’s torso, his warmth reflecting the lack of your own. turning his attention from the stars to you - his very own star - he wrapped an arm around your waist and brought your body closer to his, resting his chin on the crown of your head.

“the stars may be pretty, but theyll never compare to you” you mumbled, glancing up at your lover. he looked down at you with a light shade of pink dusting his cheeks, eyes avoiding your own. he stuttered and tried to form a response, but he buried his now bright red face in your chest instead, grumbling at how you “embarrassed him” and that he “isn’t pretty”. ignoring his complaints, you spoke again “ranze, you are pretty. the prettiest person ive ever seen in my life”. your boyfriend just hid his face again, landing a light slap onto your shoulder.

a few minutes had passed and you heard kurona’s breathing starting to even out, indicating that he had fallen asleep. gently cradling his face, you lifted his head from your chest and pressed a peck to the gap between his doe-like eyes, and a softer one to his nose. you spent a while just holding him, admiring his beauty that he couldn’t realise himself.

the next morning, kurona awoke to his head being gently held in your arms, lips dusting his forehead. your legs were wrapped around his waist, holding onto him securely so that he couldn’t leave you in bed by yourself without being woken up. softly laughing at your antics, even in your sleep, kurona shut his eyes again and let sleep take over him, a sense of protection guarding him in your loving embrace.

FAMILY LINE :: 001

putting your phone onto 'do not disturb', you turn to face the teal haired boy who was adamantly focused on his work. your gaze could clearly be felt piercing through his skull, as he turned to face you with a confused expression on his face, looking you straight in the eye.

"did you want something?" he asked, his voice low and with a slight hint of annoyance. quickly averting your gaze back to your own work, you desperately wanted to talk to him but you instead opted to shake your head and face your side of the desk. he sighed before returning to his own work, seemingly unbothered by you. internally cursing yourself and dying from embarrassment, you decided to just start on your work to try and ignore your failed attempt at talking to him. however, your constant late nights of studying were starting to catch up on you, battling your body and trying to get you to sleep. harshly rubbing your eyes, you forced yourself to stay awake a little longer.

around ten minutes had passed and you couldn't seem to keep your eyes open for much longer. resting your head on your arms, you shut your eyes and immediately fell asleep, unknowingly catching the attention of the boy next to you. looking at your sleeping face and then to your unfinished worksheet, he sighed before pulling the paper towards him and beginning to fill it out.

you awoke to the sight of the boy scrolling on his phone and your entire worksheet filled out for you, in great detail. raising an eyebrow, you glanced from him back to your sheet before hesitantly asking, "did you fill out my work for me?" he turned to look at you, a slight hue of red creeping up his neck. giving you a slight nod, he quickly looked away before muttering in response, "you looked tired, and study hall wasn't going to last forever - i'm guessing you wouldn't have had time to do it before your next class." smiling to yourself, you took a pen from your pocket and met his gaze once more, "hey, give me your hand" rin looked at you with a puzzled face, but gave you his hand anyways. scribbling your number onto the dorsal side of his hand. quickly packing away all your stuff, you faced him one more time before you left, "it was nice meeting you, i'm yn by the way" before walking away.

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⟢ HIORI YO .. "star coated dreams" | @adorlings

a continuous tapping at your window interrupted your sleep, forcing you to open your heavy eyes. grabbing your phone to check the time, you groaned when the bright numbers displayed 2:24AM. why did you have to be awake right now?? it was only then when you noticed the droning sound that had ruined your peaceful sleep. the recognisable sound of pebbles against glass alerted your brain, and you leapt up to check if he was there.

the smiling face of hiori yo looked back up at you, his eyes staring into yours. quickly grabbing his phone and typing something before sending it, hiori grinned at you just when your phone pinged with the alert of a new message.

"hurry up, lets go" read your phone, reminding you of the promise that you made to hiori a few days previous. the two of you agreed to run away, go anywhere apart from 'home' - your families. spinning on your heel, you ran to your wardrobe and grabbed the packed bag hidden inside of it, containing half of your life; well, the bits of it that you wanted to keep, anyways. opening your window and throwing your bag down to the boy below, you grabbed onto the pipes and slowly climbed your way down.

"nice of you to finally wake your ass up. any longer and i would have left you here" he laughed, tone laced with sarcasm, and handed you back your bag and took your hand in his. walking away from your home felt strange, uncomfortable even. it was all you had known your entire life, and leaving it all behind stung in an unfamiliar way. but the chance to have a life without the constant pressure and pain presented itself to you in the form of hiori yo, someone who understood and related to you. he was probably feeling the same way as you, it showed on his face. but he'd be okay, and so would you.

half an hour later and you found yourself laying in a field of dandelions, staring up at the stars. hiori's arms had found solace around your torso and his face laid in the crook of your neck, his soft breathing ever so slightly tickling your neck. the familiar sound of hiori's playlist played quietly in your shared airpods, gradually lulling you to sleep. before you succumbed to your exhaustion, you stole one last glance at the beauty of the stars, sending you off to star coated dreams.

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| FAMILY LINE :: 005 - rin itoshi x reader

a/n :: pls ignore the timings omg ik theyre wrong but i cba to change it

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NAGI SEISHIRO X @yyuiz (ai) :: smau texts

i got bored lol and ig ive been a little too mean to her .. maybe. i wont stop tho :]

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| FAMILY LINE :: 003 - rin itoshi x reader

a/n :: changed up the theme a lil :p idk if i like it so it might be changing a bit

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FAMILY LINE :: 002

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˖ ࣪ ‹ - reo mikage was used to getting what he wanted. he had everything handed to him on a silver tray ever since he was born, and never had to work hard for anything. people fawned over him and always wanted to be in his presence. he had hundreds of admirers that would die for a moment of his time. reo was widely loved by all. that was, until he faced rejection for the first time.

"i'm sorry, but i don't feel the same way" was your cold reply to his confession. the boy stared back at you in utter confusion, not understanding - or possibly refusing to understand - that he had been turned down. "what?" reo managed to force out, his voice breaking off at the end as he fought to hold back tears. you sighed, running a hand over your face before holding the back of your neck, "i don't like you like that, you're a good friend to me, almost like an older brother." reo couldn't help but notice how you couldn't meet his eyes when you spoke, and a glint of sadness shone over your gaze. he surely didn't miss the slump of your shoulders as you walked away, or the subtle trembling of your lower lip.

reo understood how wealth dominates a person's life, especially if it's within a family environment. one reason why he fell for you is because you were able to relate to him, as your family became business partners with the mikage coorperation when the two of you met as children. he had found someone that he could talk to about the stress of it all, and have a mutual and honest response. but what he couldn't understand was why you never saw him as more than a friend. he openly showed his affection for you every time he was around you, but you brushed it off as him just being friendly. you would never love him back, never love him the way he loved you.

but that wasn't true. that wasn't true at all. more than anything, you wanted reo. it's all that you ever thought of; day in and day out, the boy was constantly stuck on your mind. you wanted to hold him, play with his soft locks of purple hair, just be with him. but you couldn't. no matter how much you wanted to. it was against the rules.

"you are not allowed to fall in love with mikage. if you do, you'll ruin everything in my business plan. keep him close as your ally, but never think of him as more than that" were the harsh words from your father. he saw everyone as a pawn, even you. that's why he had fixed your marriage when you were younger: to be married to the son of a long-term business partner. you were just something that your father could use and sell off to earn himself more money, not once ever being considered his child.

so you had to break reo's heart, had to make him believe you didn't love him. it doesn't matter if you weren't happy, if you couldn't be with him - as long as reo can feel loved with someone else, that's all you needed.

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˖ ࣪ ‹ - yoichi isagi was a dreamer, or so he used to be. he often thought of things unobtainable to him - things he may be able to have if he were someone else. that's why his eyes burned into the skull of your current boyfriend, who held you so lovingly in his arms. that should be him, was all isagi ever thought when he was forced to bear witness to the one thing that shatters his heart - you and your lover. it tore isagi apart from within, his mind plagued with jealousy. that's why he tried forgetting you when he arrived at blue lock, not wanting to hold onto any remnants of the past him. it worked, for the most part; isagi was mostly too busy with practice or strategising, physical training or analysing his performance for his mind to linger on you. but occasionally, in the rare minutes he has to himself, the thought of you - your smile, your laugh, your touch .. it contaminated isagi's brain like a plague. he realised that the way he felt for you couldn't be ignored; his feelings were simply too prominent to be locked away.

so when his two week break rolled around, it came as a shock to the striker when he saw your frame patiently waiting for him as he exited the bus. you wore a kind smile on your delicate face, arms opening for a hug when he approached you. although he returned your embrace, he couldn't help but raise a suspicious eyebrow as to your missing partner. "where's your boyfriend?" isagi mumbled, pulling away from the hug. a confused expression formed on your face before the realisation hit you - "oh, him? we broke up a week after you left" you shrugged, tip-toeing to pat the top of isagi's hair. the boy looked at you in shock, his pretty blue eyes widening before averting your soft gaze, opting to dart around as he asked, "so, um .. would you like to go on a date tomorrow..?"

yoichi isagi was a dreamer, or so he used to be. he has no need to dream anymore, however, as all his dreams and hopes stood in front of him, looking up at him with pure adoration as he spilled out a messy confession, cutting him off with a tender kiss and a, "deep down, i've always loved you, yoichi."

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| FAMILY LINE :: 007 - rin itoshi x reader

a/n :: decided to try a fully written one :p

⟢ ISAGI groaned before pocketing his phone and turning on his heel. he hadnt meant to be so cruel to yn, but he absolutely hated the thought of his sister with his teammate - the teammate that he hates the most. but he knew that she was right. he couldnt keep making her decisions for her, it wasnt right of him to keep interfering with her life anymore. isagi had to come to terms with this, or hed risk losing his family.

unlocking the front door to his house, isagi was welcomed by the stern gazes of his parents, arms folded in front of their chests and a slightly pissed off look on their faces.

"you care to explain why yn came back from her date so upset?" his mother asked, staring down her son, who in turn looked away. before he could speak, however, she cut him off, "if you try to blame itoshi for this, then think again. i know that he didnt do anything to her, so dont lie to me". isagi sighed, his only defence completely flattened.

"it was my fault. i said some things that were too far and i shouldnt have" he said, eyes burning holes into the floor by his feet. his father sighed before calling his name and pointing upstairs.

"shes in her room. go and apologise to her for ruining her evening, and youll also apologise to itoshi. what you did wasnt fair" the man said, before walking off into the kitchen, followed by his wife.

after walking up the stairs and making his way towards your room, he was stopped by the sound of sniffling. mentally cursing himself for making you cry, he hesitantly knocked on the door. "yn? i wanted to apologise to you, i didnt mean to be so horrible. can i come in?" there was silence of the other side of the door, before isagi heard a small "ok". opening the door, he was met with the sight of you curled up on your bed with your face hidden in a pillow, small sniffles and sobs occasionally sounding from your lips. carefully approaching your curled form, isagi sat on the corner closest to you. placing a hand on your head, he silently brushes through your hair before speaking up. "i know what i did was awful, and as your brother, im meant to keep you happy. but im clearly not very good at that, seeing as ive made you cry. if being with rin really makes you happy.." his voice began to trail off, causing you to raise your head and look your brother in the eye. isagi returned your gaze before sighing, "if rin makes you happy, then i guess i have no other issue with the two of you going out." he finished, a small scowl on his face at the thought of rin. you failed to suppress your laughter, falling back down and hiding your face in your hands as your body shook with laughing. isagi stared down at you with a confused look on his face and a slight pout. "whats so funny?" he asked, flicking your forehead. "you" was your response, slowly regaining your breath after your laughing fit. "i hate you" isagi groaned, walking over to the door.

before he could leave, you quickly grabbed onto the sleeve of his shirt. "thank you, yoichi. rin does make me happy, and im glad you said its okay" you smiled at him. your brother returned your smile, muttering a quiet "of course", and took his leave.

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:: 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐖𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐃 𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓

asking if they would eat strawberries from a field .. ↳ w/ yoichi isagi + ranze kurona

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