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Give Cupid A Chance — Mitsuya Takashi

fem!reader, wc ≈ 1.6k, angst to fluff kinda sorta??, mitsuya's a lil handsy in this, mention of timeskip + draken, previously established relationship, implied friends to lovers, potentially wayyy out of character

synopsis: just as you thought you would spent your Valentine’s Day alone, mitsuya comes to make everything better. could it be cupid that brought him to your door?

a/n: I FINALLY FINISHED THIS!! this is dedicated to my good friend snow, because i got you in our server’s gift exchange. i haven’t personally seen tr but i know how much you love mitsuya so i couldn’t resist writing him!! even though i don’t know a damn thing about tr i tried my hardest. but pls excuse if this is out of character. as a friend of yours for nearly 3 years i put all my love in this n i hope you love it just as much bff snowsnow!!! 🤍

With that being said, this reader represents snow and their mannerisms, in x reader format.

@suyacho

It was that time of year again— where the streets were decorated with red and pink hearts, and various different chocolates and fragrant flowers were for sale. It’s the time of year you weren’t necessarily privy to.

In recent years, you’ve spent Valentine’s Day alone and keeping to yourself. You knew there weren’t many people who could possibly disturb your solitude and you were ok with this. You didn’t need anything flashy, sometimes you’d just go out with some friends for dinner and others you would just stay home doing away at your work. Either way, that’s just how Valentine’s day worked for you.

It wasn’t always like this, however. You hadn’t always spent this holiday alone. Of course, this day had value in your former relationship. Although it was a while ago now, you remembered being with Draken on this day as if it was just yesterday. The usually unaffectionate man showing up to your apartment with flowers and staying the night— making you feel special. Unfortunately, things couldn’t be like that forever, and you both fell apart shortly after. That had been a long time ago.

Former lovers aside, the day seemed irrelevant to you this year. Your friends hadn’t called to make any plans because they all had someone to be with today— you’d be alone. Though you’ve grown used to this feeling by now, the harsh reality of your situation began to set in. You wish you didn’t have to feel like this, and it hurts how you’ve basically forced yourself into being content with the outcome. You wanted to be loved, not just on this day but the days following. You wanted to be cherished everyday.

Your train of thought had been cut off by the sound of boiling water. The slightest of smiles crept up on your pouted lips as you turned off the stove. If there’s anything that could make you feel better right now, it would be your tea. Just as you were about to start preparing the tea, the sound of your doorbell ringing fills the apartment. At first, you don’t think much of it, thinking it could be a package you forgot you had ordered. But there was another, and another accompanied with a knock at your door.

“Who could that be,” you uttered to yourself as you set down your kettle. You dragged your feet to your front door, mentally preparing yourself for the interaction that’s about to take place. As you opened the door, you were greeted by the sight of your next door neighbor, your friend, Mitsuya.

“Hey,” the male said simply in a soft tone. You sighed one of the greatest sighs of relief to yourself, allowing him into your apartment. Given the fact you were friends and his visits were somewhat frequent, he knew the layout quite well. “You look relieved to see me,” he joked while keeping an eye on you.

“That’s because I am,” you exhaled in response, walking back to your kitchen. “With the way you knocked, I thought you were him. I didn’t want to deal with that, especially not today.” Mitsuya nodded and followed behind you, accepting the mug you handed him. “I didn’t expect to see you at all today.” You dropped a tea bag into his mug.

“Did you think he’d show up today,” he asked you as you poured the hot water into the mug. “After all, it is Valentine’s Day.” You raised your shoulders and bit your lip.

“You never really know with Ken. He’s very hot and cold,” your voice had grown small as you found yourself drifting away in your thoughts about him again.

“Careful,” you hear Mitsuya say as you snap back into reality. He grabbed your wrist, moving the kettle with hot water away from you. His hands lingered much longer than you expected them to, causing your face to burn up.

“S-sorry ‘Suya,” you quickly pulled away, grabbing a spoon for him. “Anyway I thought you'd be busy today…” you stuttered in an effort to change the subject.

“I am actually, I came by because I wanted to ask for a favor,” he leaned against your counter, waiting for his tea to cool to his preferred temperature.

“Favor,” you repeated, taking a sip of your own. You looked up at Mitsuya who was already looking at you “Sure, it’s not like I’m busy today anyways.”

“I want you to model my new piece,” Mitsuya said smoothly. You almost spat out your tea at his words. You knew exactly the piece Mitsuya was referring to. It was a beautiful, soft pink dress, the shape of it hugging the mannequin yet still having a distinguished flow to it. There were two hearts sewn on across the chest, with a slit held together by rhinestone strap. The dress was absolutely gorgeous, however you just couldn’t picture yourself in it. It was way out of your normal wardrobe. You couldn’t help but laugh in your head as you looked down at the baggy jeans you were wearing in comparison to the dress.

“Funny joke,” you retorted sarcastically. Mitsuya’s demeanor remained the same as when he asked the question. “You’re not actually being serious ‘Suya, right?” When he shook his head to tell you he was, a lump grew in your throat. You swallowed hard to clear it and bit the inside of your cheek. Mitsuya had never asked you to model for him before, so you couldn’t help but wonder why he would suddenly ask this of you. After some deliberate thinking, you agreed to do it. Surely you’d get to the bottom of whatever his plan was.

As you both finished the rest of your tea, you headed to his apartment. The dress was the first thing your eyes saw as you entered his place. Its straps were attached to a hanger. Genuinely, it’s like the thing was glowing.

“It’s beautiful ‘Suya, how long did it take to make,” you asked in absolute awe. He smiled while he picked up the hanger, his hands gliding over the straps, carefully removing them one at a time.

“It took a lot of planning. I worked hard to try to finish it today,” he reached over to hand it to you. You gladly took it and held it up, analyzing the look of it. There was so much attention but into the details– each stitch was sewn with the utmost care. It was truly a work of art. “Go on, try it on,” Mitsuya cut your thoughts short. You eagerly nodded, setting your phone down on the coffee table and making your way to the bathroom. Mitsuya sat on the couch while he waited for you.

Just when he began to get distracted, your phone began to ring. He was about to call out your name to give you the phone until he read the contact who had been calling. As if in a pure coincidence, it was Draken. Your former lover. Mitsuya felt a smirk grow on his face as he picked up your phone, getting up from his seat.

There was a sigh of your name that came from the other side of the line. “I didn’t think you’d answer, considering all that has happened,” Draken had started to say. “It’s probably insensitive of me to call today.”

“Well then, it’s a good thing she didn’t answer the phone, isn’t it,” Mitsuya replied. There was a hint of aggravation in his voice that wasn’t so subtle. He knew your former lover all too well.

“So she’s with you, Takashi. I honestly wasn’t expecting that,” a harsh chuckle escaped from his lips. “But I’m sure you know why I’m calling.”

“I don’t, why don’t you spell it out for me,” You stared over at Mitsuya in confusion as you got out of the bathroom. You walked over to him, as you’re about to ask what’s going on, you piece the pieces together at his words. “Because I’m sure you’re well aware she doesn’t need you to just waltz back into her life whenever it’s convenient for you.”

Your eyes widened as you heard the scoff on the other line just before they hung up. “That was… Ken, wasn’t it–” your shaken voice was cut off by the feeling of Mitsuya wrapping his arms around you.

“You don’t have to worry about him anymore, just focus on me.” You stayed silent for a while as you stood in Mitsuya’s embrace. His hands trailed from your waist to your hips, admiring how the dress he crafted fit you. “Fits you perfectly. I knew having your measurements would prove useful one day,” he chuckled. “What if I told you I made this dress with just you on my mind.”

Your body temperature began to rise as he spun you around and held you from behind. “This is a gift I made just for you, I’m glad I managed to make it well enough to show off your beauty.” His hands treated you ever so delicately.

“‘Suya…” you turned your face to face his, looking straight into his eyes. There was a moment where the room fell completely silent. This is exactly, if not more than what you have ever longed for on this day. And in the next moment, your lips were on his. He kissed you back with such a passion you had never felt from him, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

He pulled away after a while, leaving you breathless. It’s only at that moment that you were hit with what just happened. Mitsuya laughed, seeing the sight of you all flustered. “So are you going to keep my gift? ‘N wear it just for me on this day?”

You nodded, pulling him in for another kiss.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, ‘Suya.”

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