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strawberrynightmare · 7 months

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Mikey, Baji & Inupi getting whacked while they're trying to wake you up

Content warning: These take place during/after a sleepover! Tickling, something awful happens in Mikey's fic

Mikey

~Modern problems require modern solutions 🤠

~Late, late in the night, you were playing all kinds of games. Cards, truth or dare, illuminati, board games, video games, fire boy and water girl, you name it. Mikey was reaching the peak of competitiveness and you were not far behind.

~And you would have been long knocked out had it not been for the sugar rush the two of you were on. Needless to say… the two of you were more than a bit hyperactive.

~It was good after two am that a blood-curling crisis made its way into your blissful playtime.

The two of you looked at each other in horror, as if to make sure you were not imagining things. But this dreadful situation went beyond human imagination. After a few minutes of deadly silence, your lover spoke in a quiet, shaky voice.

“We ran out of snacks.”

~Even though the two of you stocked up so well beforehand, it was all gone now. After some good 15 minutes of crying about it, a rock paper scissors match began. Of course, the loser had to go through the hardships of getting their ass up, dressing up, going to the nearest 24/7 convenience store and buying some more food.

~And he lost.

~As he dragged himself through the room, you could swear it looked like he was going to his own execution. He mumbled under his breath but the two of you were so out of it, you didn’t care and he didn’t even know what he was mumbling in the first place.

~He was back pretty soon but still found you passed out on the floor of his room. Your boyfriend didn’t think much about it when he began to gently kick your side.

“Wake up, y/n I’ve got your favourite cookies.” ~Guy who looked and sounded like a zombie

~He knelt down to unpack the two bags of snacks while continuing to nudge you with his hand. And next thing he knew was a kick to his jaw as you shifted from laying on your back to your side.

~He blinked a few times, instinctively touched his chin, sat there for a while, then stood up to turn off the light and fell asleep next to you.

~Via the two of you trying to figure out how he got a bruise on his jaw after you woke up.

Baji

~Aaand he took that personally 🙄

~It was definitely not a great idea to have a sleepover at his house on a Wednesday, but he got a bit impatient. For three whole days, you listened to him complaining about not sleeping well and insisting that the cure would be you sleeping over.

~”What is it? I’m telling you, my mom likes you anyways. And if I sleep well, my grades will be better too!”

You’ve slept well for so many years, and the good grades were never in sight.”

”That’s foul, y/n!”

~In the end you settled for a study sleepover. Instead of messing around, the plan was to study together for some time and then go to sleep at a reasonable hour. Yeah, the plan was all it was.

~You were able to go through two pages of your textbooks before getting utterly distracted and doing whatever the hell you wanted. You ended up sneaking out even before the clock struck midnight and enjoyed the city basked in the night to your heart’s content. It was heavily past 2am when you came back and it was only because it started raining.

~Soon afterwards you fell asleep cuddling into his chest with his arm around your shoulder.

~And he recklessly followed you into the land of dreams without any awareness of what was going to happen in the morning.

~He was woken up by his mother at the usual hour. Mrs. Baji brought you two breakfast straight into his room and as he was half awake, she urged him to wake you up as well. In a half-awake state, he barely began to complain and tell her to wake you up herself before she cut him off with “I tried”.

~In his defence, he thought that shaking your arms lightly and calling out your name would be enough to wake you up. Jokes on him, you didn’t even budge. He tried everything his mother ever used on him, taking away your blanket, rubbing your back, hell, he even tried to wake you up with a kiss - nothing worked.

~He was absentmindedly poking your cheek while trying to come up with something else. All he could think of was a glass of cold water or calling his friends. It was then that he suddenly got smacked in the face with a pillow. The force of the hit was enough to have him rolling out of the bed. His traitor pillow was dropped right next to him. All you did was roll onto your side. Still asleep.

~If his loud ‘HAA????’ didn’t manage to wake you up, you might as well have been dead. Anyways, prepare because he took that as a declaration of war. How does a sleeping person prepare for anything

~He climbed back, pushed you onto your back and began to mercilessly tickle you in all the weak spots he was aware of. He even took a feather out of his pillow and began tickling your feet and that was the final straw, for you to wake up completely disoriented, fall from the bed and instinctively kick your boyfriend off the bed. Both of you ended up on the floor, but Baji didn’t even notice that. He was too busy patting himself on the back and praising his genius for managing to wake you up.

~All while he existed there in a half-conscious state, trying to comprehend the whole situation.

~And then he dragged you to school. You were late because waking you up almost took him a whole hour.

~Surprisingly, he managed to take the test and actually answer enough questions for you to consider him passing it.

~So now he has an excuse to invite you in more often. Although he did learn to only do this on weekends so that you can sleep for as long as you wish, Sleeping y/n is the one person he’s too afraid to face again.

Inupi

~Bro gave up 💀

~It happened during a sleepover. The two of you were on the couch and watching a movie late in the night. He excused himself for a while when he noticed someone koko calling him. The call lasted longer than expected and when he came back, you were already asleep.

~All he wanted was to gently wake you up by rubbing your cheek so that you could move to his bigger and more comfortable bed. Totally not because he wanted to cuddle you. Not at all.

~But then he got smacked with a pillow you were clutching to your chest so hard, the force made him fall backwards and land on his ass. You were still asleep as he sat there, trying to comprehend what just happened.

~He wasn’t even sure whether you were just pretending to sleep to take the sofa or it was really just you reacting to unwanted stimuli.

~He sighed and simply went back to his room to gather the blankets and cushions. Then, he slipped a cushion under your head, gently fixed it into a more comfortable position and wrapped you up in a blanket. After that, he just made some adjustments for himself and sat next to you, leaning his body on yours.

~This fixed the issue the two of you always had. The issue was called ‘Who takes the bed?!’. While he insisted that you should take it, you insisted that it was his bed and you were fine with the couch. But he was also fine with the couch and he couldn’t just- sleep comfortably in his warm bed and make you sleep out there. Sharing the bed felt so intimate that none of you dared to suggest it although i know some of ya simps would jump at the first gotten chance to share a bed with him

~...So the two of you are now sharing a couch, but he swore that the next time, you’re taking the bed even if he has to drag you in there himself.

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unfinshedsentec · 1 year

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TR BOYS AND THEIR TYPOS

because I can’t type (and I desperately wanted to do an smau)

reader is gender neutral!

characters: baji, mikey, draken, izana, inui, rindou, wakasa, and kazutora

tw: cursing, mentions of suicide, and anxiety (I guess?)

masterlist || reblogs are very appreciated <3

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angelltheninth · 9 months

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How do you think Takemichi, Mikey, Draken, Shinichirou and Inui would react if their girlfriend spilled her drink? I'm very clumsy.

I'm clumsy as well. I'm one of these people who would run into a glass door. It hasn't happened yet but only because my house doesn't have any.

Pairing: Tekemichi, Mikey, Draken, Shinichirou, Inupi x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, teasing, clothes sharing, kabedon, being flustered, protectiveness, kissing

A/N: If I spilled a drink all over someone I liked I would simply walk away, never to be seen again.

Takemichi looks away, scared that he might see something he shouldn't. More flustered then you he scrambles to take off his school jacket and awkwardly gives it to you, again without looking at your wet shirt. He leaves his hand lingering in the air after you take the jacket, hoping that you'll take it, which you do and pull him towards you to give him a kiss on the cheek for being so cute and caring.

Mikey moves in front of you as soon as he sees the wet patch on your shirt, protecting you from the view of others. He offers to give you his own shirt, something that he doesn't seem to care that much of because he has no problem with taking it off in front of you and giving it to you to wear instead. The only thing he has on right now is his jacket which hangs off his bare shoulders.

Draken spins you around and pins you against the wall, leaning in close to you, close enough to kiss you, which he does. There are easier ways to get his attention then spilling your drink all over yourself you know. Because now you also got the attention of everyone in the hallway. Not a very good strategy is it? Good thing he's quick to protect you from any pervy eyes, other then his own.

Shinichirou grabs you by the hand and leads you to the bathroom. He doesn't follow you in but instructs you to take your wet shirt off and give it to him to put in the washing machine. When you offer it to him he does the same with his own shirt, not taking into account that it's a little big on you which might lead to his friends to think that the two of you were up to something in the bathroom.

Inupi anticipated something like this might happen when he took you to the coffee shop. Not something he would tease you for, he finds your clumsiness adorable. When he takes the drinks away from you he reaches into his backpack and gives you a clean shirt, your shirt. You left it at his room a while ago and usually wear it when you're spending the night there, he had a feeling you'd need it today and looks like he was right.

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ilyluffy · 1 year

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𝐼𝒩 ~ 𝒯𝐻𝐸 ~ 𝒜𝒞𝒯

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: nahoya kawata + seishu inui + ran haitani + rindou haitani

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: smut {minors + ageless blogs dni!! you’ll be blocked}

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, penetrative sex, more suggestive than smutty, established relationship, caught in the act, slight exhibitionism, protectiveness/possessiveness, some humour {more warnings under the cut}

𝐍𝐀𝐇𝐎𝐘𝐀 𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐀

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: possessive!nahoya, petnames “baby”, caught in the act

you would have expected nahoya to be a bit of a show off when you two were walked in on. you thought he would have loved seeing you look embarrassed after being caught in such a compromising position. however it’s quite the opposite. but when the door to the room nahoya’s fucking you in swings open he goes straight into possessive mode. “get the hell out before i kill you!” he orders, that grin still plastered in his face. maybe if was his brother who made the mistake he wouldn’t be as threatening but nahoya shoos souya away all the same. once the person scurries off and you’re alone again, nahoya looks back at you. “sorry for the interruption baby but the only person who gets to see you like this is me”.

𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐔 𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐈

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: protective inui, caught in the act, semi public sex

draken hadn’t meant to sneak a peak. he just needed to ask inui a question. little did he know that while his business partner was on his break, inui was stuffing you with his cock. the moment inui hears the door open and draken’s voice rings in his ears, inui tries to shield you from his friend’s gaze with his own body. draken’s apologetic, excusing himself but not before telling you two that it was a dumb idea to fuck in a place like that anyway. seishu continues to hide you until he’s positive that draken’s left. then he mumbles a “sorry” to you. “didn’t think we’d get caught. i’ll make sure to be more careful next time” he promises before going back to snapping his hips.

𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: exhibitionism, caught in the act, awkward!rindou, bickering/humour

ran is pretty shameless. he doesn’t particularly care if he’s caught having sex with you. if anything he kind of likes it. sometimes ran will fuck you in places that he knows people will be able to hear you moaning his name. somehow, despite how loud ran forces you to be, rindou ends up accidentally catching you and ran in compromising positions often. rindou’s always mortified and covers his eyes. most of the time ran won’t even stop fucking you, even with rindou in the doorway. “what’s up, rin?”. “i- nevermind!“ rindou snaps before walking out. rindou will probably awkwardly apologize for the intrusion when you bump into each other going to the bathroom. ran on the other hand is utterly remorseless.

𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: protective!rindou, caught in the act, ran is a little shit, petnames “princess”, bickering/humour

the problem with rindou’s brother is that he has absolutely no boundaries. ran doesn’t care if the door to rindou’s bedroom is shut. he’ll just invite himself in. sometimes that results in him walking in when rindou is balls deep inside of you. luckily rin’s quick to act. immediately he’s throwing a blanket over you to cover you up. unfortunately ran’s still caught a glimpse and he doesn’t even try holding back his smirk because of it. “looking good, princess. i was just coming to ask if you two were hungry”. “no we’re not hungry!” rindou snaps back. “get the hell out!”. rindou’s has to throw a pillow at ran to make his brother retreat from the room but that doesn’t stop ran from laughing as he runs away.

2022-2023 © saecore — do not repost or translate my work. likes, reblogs, and comments are welcome

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fubu18writes · 7 months

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❧tinted glasses hide the relationship you both have

♢regular tags: f!reader, bonten!inui seishu, reader is kokonoi's secretary and fiance ♢mature tags: infidelity (koko's cheating on you and you're cheating on him), semi-public sex (you're in a parking lot lmao), getting fucked from behind, inui's kind of mean, swearing ♢ all characters are 18+ and above unless stated otherwise

a/n: I KNOW HOW HTML TEXTS WORK NOW. but anyway, figured that bonten inui hasn't been seen yet and i swear to god, he would be rough lmao. second attempt at writing smut, hopefully i'll do inui justice. i also want to say that i don't support infidelity. if you cheat on your partner, then that's on you and you alone. it's better to communicate and end the relationship rather than... this.

It started off nicely. At first anyway.

You were a bit confused to why arranged marriages were a thing but nonetheless you were happy. Kokonoi Hajime was pretty much Bonten's bank vault but you didn't love him for that. Too bad the mutual feelings weren't accepted as such.

Kokonoi didn't even try to hide the fact that he was cheating on you with someone. It was literally clear as day that he would make excuses just to avoid you outright. You hadn't seen the other woman yet, but when you decided to go through his phone to see who the fuck he was texting with, it was revealed that there were more women than just you.

Being in a relationship with any of the Bonten executives would mean either pleasure or pain. Other former secretaries (now turned pick-up girls) who were in a relationship with any of them would say that they weren't loyal and always had a backup plan if things went south. You ignored their warnings since Kokonoi was objectively nice to you, buying gifts and spending time with you. But boy, you realized that those warnings should've been a mental note rather than being disregarded.

You wanted to cry, but then you realized that this was Bonten, after all. It was bound to reveal itself sooner or later. You couldn't confine in anyone... except for Inui Seishu.

Inui was part of Bonten's executives. A "guard dog" as Kokonoi called him once. His expression definitely matched the nickname. He looked like a wild predator, waiting for its prey to latch onto the trap. But unlike the rest of Bonten, he didn't have anyone to "show off".

Inui was reserved, and even you took a long time in being able to talk to him. But that reservation finally disappeared when you confided to him about Kokonoi's infidelity. It was like a switch flipped in him.

It was revealed to you that Inui was Kokonoi's childhood friend, and that Kokonoi had a crush on his older sister, Akane. But when she died, he went downhill with the money collecting. And since he hadn't been able to move on from Akane, that's where the infidelity begins to start.

"Then do payback." Inui suggested bluntly.

You stare at him. "I'm sorry?"

"An eye for an eye. He cheats on you, you cheat on him." Inui says again, not looking up from his phone. It was like cheating was a topic that was brought up casually, but you weren't going to bring it up.

"I--I mean, I don't think I have the conscience to do that." You admitted. You didn't really, which was ironic since you were engaged to someone who could hurt you with no remorse.

Inui looks at you now, his eyes gleaming under a different light. "Then I'll make you have the conscience to."

(Waking up to the 4am call "Yesterday, when were you and who were you with?" you asked)

And this is where your infidelity starts.

It was around four in the morning when a phone call rudely interrupted your make-out session with Inui. You have to admit, being risky like this... it gave a thrill in you.

"Answer it," You let out a soft gasp when Inui's hand starts holding your thighs. "Answer it and put the speaker on."

You didn't bother in questioning it. You pressed answer, saying in the sweetest voice you could muster despite you disgust towards your fiance---or rather, ex-fiance. "Haji?"

"I'll get straight to the point." Kokonoi's voice was laced venom. "Yesterday. At eleven. When were you and who were you with?"

(Alternating between evasions and excuses Having fun using them)

"Haji, I asked Mikey if I could leave, remember?" You tell him. "You saw me going in and out of the room."

"I know, but I there's a gut feeling." Kokonoi sounded tired, but you couldn't care less at the moment. You bit your lower lip, feeling Inui's hands going in the inside of your pencil skirt. Inui gave you a look that said, "Keep talking".

You let out a sigh this time. "Hajime. I wouldn't do anything to ruin the relationship."

There was a long pause. "...really? You wouldn't do anything to ruin what we have?"

(Things like "You're my only one", I say it so often that I can laugh about it all day long)

"You're my only one, Haji." You say sweetly. "Promise."

Another long pause starts before you hear the line cut. "Finally, let me fuck you in peace." Inui grumbled quietly before swiftly removing your panties. You covered your mouth to stifle a moan as his fingers were playing with your clit. "Wanna hear your moans, pretty. Don't bother in hiding it..."

You only shake your head, and Inui's response was to experimentally slide a finger inside of you. You didn't hold back your moan this time, leaning against hood of his car to keep yourself balance. "Inu--Inui, please--"

"Seishu."

"Seishu, let me cum, please," You were begging at this point, your legs shaking.

"Mhm," Seishu pulls out his fingers and you managed to catch your breath, panting heavily. "Turn around, I'm fucking you like the needy bitch you are."

(I simply enjoy "doing it" With someone, you know?)

Your pencil skirt was on the ground, arms on the hood of his car and your ass in full display. Inui unbuckles his belt, pulling his pants and boxers down just a little to show his cock. You could see from the dim light that it was big, veiny, and there was precum leaking from the tip. You practically drooled at the sight, clenching onto nothing. "Koko hasn't seen like this, has he?" He slides into you without a warning, earning a porn-worthy moan from you. "When was the last time you've been taken care of properly?"

You only shake your head, covering your mouth again to hide your moans. "Seishu, s-someone could see--Ah!" You hide your face, avoiding eye contact when he moves his hips. "Don't care. If anyone would see, it'll be you fucking on my dick like a whore."

(My bitter and hot spice, I'll give it to you right now)

Only the sounds of squelching and skin slapping were being heard in the somewhat empty parking lot. It was like your vision was starting to blur, the only thing keeping you from falling down to the ground was Inui's cock in your tight and messy cunt.

"Sei--Oh, fuck--Sei!"

Inui could feel that you were reaching your climax as you clench your fists. "Want--Want you inside, Sei, please-" You turn to him with needy tears glossing you eyes, probably from the pleasure he was giving you. It's as if his eyes weren't already clouded in lust in desire.

If Kokonoi wasn't going to give you what you deserve, then Inui certainly will.

(My unforgettably wonderful taste, can you feel it throughout your body?)

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maitanii · 6 months

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ABOUT YOU | INUI SEISHU

an: i don’t know how to write fanfics of x reader, it’s not really my thing. but i had fun writing this. so enjoy <3 i listened a lot to the 1975 while i was writing this and i didn’t know what to put as a title. this is just me loving inui seishu.

cw: bonten timeline (this takes place in 2013) | Implicit sexual content | toxic relationship (not the main one) | alcohol consumption (both reader and Inui drink a beer)

wc: 6k

THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 5TH. 2013.

"I'm looking for a job."

"Thanks, but no."

"I’ve seen the sign you have at the entrance and the job offer on LinkedIn."

"No."

The young man's eyes never leave the car magazine he's leafing through disinterestedly throughout the entire conversation. A pen is gracefully held behind his ear, and a grease stain adorns his pale cheek.

"Can I at least talk to your boss?" You put your hands on your hips. The man lets out a deep sigh before forcefully closing the magazine's pages. He raises his gaze to meet your eyes and forces the most insincere smile he can muster. In his green pupils, there's nothing but annoyance.

"Of course."

With heavy movements, he takes two steps with his long legs and elegantly opens the flip phone on the counter. After a few moments of awkward silence, another phone rings in the room. You search for the object producing the sound. When the phone's beep stops, a toilet flushes. The small wooden door behind the counter swings wide open, revealing a massive figure zipping up his pants.

"Seishu, damn it, you don't even let me go to the bathroom," The blonde man laughs, sarcastic, before returning to his serious expression. "Sorry, boss." He shrugs, raising his thumb and pointing at your figure, standing in front of him. "This girl here says she's looking for a job."

You look the sturdy man up and down who stands before you. You swallow hard as you examine the tattoos that decorate the side of his head.

Draken raises an eyebrow, looking at Inui, who leans on his arms at the counter, amusedly watching the scene. The tall young man with the tattooed skull returns the girl's gaze before extending his hand.

"I'm Ryuguji Ken," shaking his hand back, you pronounce your own name. "So you're here for the job offer... Do you know anything about motorcycles?"

"Not exactly. My father was a big enthusiast. But I learn quickly and make good coffee."

Inui continues to look at you with a poker face. Did you really come to apply for a job at a motorcycle shop without knowing anything about the subject? What's next, studying international relations and trying to build a bridge?

"Oh, I see," Draken says, touching his chin with two fingers, looking thoughtfully at the ceiling. "You're young, pretty, and you seem nice. You might attract some customers and be of help to us. You're hired. You start tomorrow."

"What?"

"Yes!" Your exclamation only emphasizes the vein that protrudes on the blonde man's pale forehead.

Inui looks at Draken in disbelief.

"How is she supposed to help in the workshop if she knows nothing about motorcycles, Draken?"

"I put up the sign at the entrance because I needed someone at the counter, not to have another mechanic," Seishu tightens his lips and closes his eyelids. "Besides, if she needs help, you're always here in case something comes up, Inupi. It'll do you good to have some company to improve your social skills."

The tension in the room thickens as Inui grudgingly accepts Draken's decision, though he remains skeptical about the new addition to their team. With a deep sigh, he shifts his attention back to the tools in his toolbox, muttering something under his breath.

On the other hand, you do your best to conceal your excitement and nerves. You are determined to prove your worth, despite your limited knowledge of motorcycles. In truth, you don't care much about the specifics of the job; it's all about paying the bills for your apartment. Even though your mom insists on helping, it's too much for her. Several cafes rejected your job applications due to your refusal to accept exploitation or wear specific uniforms. That's why having a job just 20 minutes away from your house, with a consistent schedule and no split work shifts, feels like a great opportunity.

You are more than ready to embrace this new chapter in your life at D&D MOTORS, at least for the next few months until you earn your degree and sort out some other aspects of your life.

The one who isn't willing to embrace the concept of working with someone else is Inui Seishu. As you stand there, happily texting your mom about the new job, you can't shake the feeling that there's more to him than meets the eye.

THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 23TH. 2013.

Inui Seishu is the typical man who hates Twilight. You haven't asked him, but you know it. It's not like you have the opportunity to exchange more than two words with him. Every time you try to ask him something, you get a 'uh-huh' or a 'look it up on the computer' as a response. The only moments when you have more chances to talk to him are when you make a mistake in naming a part of the order or point something out. Then, Inui's sermons, as cold and abrupt as he is, echo off the walls of the shop. Later, Draken arrives to tell you it's not a big deal and gives you a pat on the back.

Even though you have only been here for two weeks, you have already gotten used to the penetrating smell of burnt oil and gasoline at D&D MOTORS. Your mother isn't exactly thrilled about you working in such an environment, especially with the rise of gangs in Tokyo, but she can't complain much if that job helps you pay the rent. Every day you look at the calendar, hoping to get to the final exams of your degree and say goodbye to Tokyo to return to your hometown.

“My co-workers are not dangerous, Mom, I promise. I have to go in. Love you,” you close your phone and open the heavy glass doors of the shop.

Draken is looking at the day's schedule, and Inui is starting to set up his toolbox next to the radio he uses to play some music during work time. The doorbell rings when you enter, catching Draken's and Inui's attention.

“Good morning. You are a bit late today. Everything okay on the way here?” Draken comments as he continues to write things in the notebook. A few days ago, you mentioned that you don't live in a good area of the city, but it's what you can afford. Inui, at his boss's words, lifts his gaze and finally greets you with a nod. His expression remains as serious as ever.

“Hello,” you reply with a smile, trying to appear as relaxed as possible. “Yes, my mother called, and I couldn’t hang up sooner. Sorry,” you make a slight bow. Draken laughs lightly.

“No worries, woman. I arrived a couple of minutes ago. Inui is always the first to arrive.”

“I just like to get up early,” the blonde says without much emotion.

Draken approaches you, leaving the counter.

“Today, we have a couple of customers waiting for us to take a look at their bikes. You know how it works. Inui inspects, and you write down what he tells you, understood? I have to handle several orders, so I'll be at the counter for today.”

“Understood,” you nod as you hang your coat on the rack. You are determined to show that you can be a valuable worker. Draken pats your shoulder before turning to Inui.

“Inui, you know the drill. Today, you're in charge of the initial inspection. I trust you'll do a good job with Eiichiro. He really likes your way of working.'” Inui nods without saying a word.

Both of them go to their respective tasks, and you prepare to assist your colleague in the inspection.

The discomfort in the air is palpable. You can't quite understand what part of your personality Inui finds displeasing. But you are at work to work, not to make friends, so you have to swallow your colleague's attitude without complaint. After all, the pay is generous, you don't have split shifts, and Ryuguji (or Draken, as he has asked you to call him on the third day) is a great guy.

When the first customer arrives, you watch carefully the meticulousness and attention to detail with which Inui works. It's evident that he has outstanding technical skills. You begin to take notes of his observations, trying to learn as much as possible.

You can't help but be acutely aware of the silence that envelops the workshop. The client goes away to run some errands while the revision is being done, and Draken is nowhere to be seen. Inui's work seems almost unnaturally quiet except for the occasional sound of 'hum' or 'pass me the screwdriver,' amplifying the awkwardness of the situation." . Every move appears as if it's part of a silent ballet. He almost looks bored, if it weren't for the light reflecting in his eyes. Eyes that look at you from time to time discreetly, as if waiting for you to make a mistake. You almost feel like a child waiting to be grounded. The absence of chatter or the usual workshop sounds adds to the discomfort, making you feel like an intruder in this world of expertise.

With a notepad in hand, you begin to take notes of your observations, the sound of the pen scratching against the paper echoing in the quiet space. You have already familiarized yourself with the brake locations and even sketched a few diagrams detailing the engine parts. But in the hushed environment, you can't shake the feeling of unease, like an outsider trying to blend into a world where silence reigns, and every movement holds a weighty significance.

Whenever you think you have identified a possible issue, your eyes meet Inui's unwavering gaze. Although he doesn't speak a word, his discreet look seems to silently pass judgment on you. After a few minutes of inspection, you cautiously venture to ask a question. "Could it be an issue with the engine's synchronization?" you ask. Inui nods slightly, but his expression remains unflinching. Soon, he redirects his attention back to the motorcycle.

You decide to delve deeper into your theory. "Perhaps it’s a blocked exhaust valve," you mention, tilting your head, hoping for a response or a sign of confirmation. Once again, Inui nods with a minimal gesture, without saying a word. He stands up while removing his gloves and shakes them against his pants. You close your eyes as you watch him smear grease on the fabric. That stain won't come off easily, not even completely.

As if he was a mind reader, Inui speaks for the first time in ten minutes. "I don't come to the workshop to stay clean. The dirtier my uniform is, the harder I've worked in a day," he says. You nod at his words, although you don't entirely agree with his statement.

"Oh, of course, it makes sense,". It doesn't make much sense, but who are you to contradict someone who seems to have no thoughts behind their gaze?

Back when you still lived with your mother and came home after a night out, you tried to make as little noise as possible to avoid disturbing her. In those moments, you felt the same way, measuring your words and avoiding causing any disruption. The lack of conversation and the absence of the usual workshop sounds only make the situation more uncomfortable.

Tearing the page where you’ve been taking notes from the notebook, you leave it on the seat of the inspected motorcycle, and then follow Inui through the workshop. Appearing submissive is something you hate; but working with someone who makes you feel like a burden with every step is even worse.

“Hey, Inui”

“Uh-uhm.”

“Am I bothering you?”

“Right now? Not much.” Inui grabs a denim jacket from the rack and drapes it over his shoulders. Draken looks at him from the counter, raising an eyebrow. ” I need to step out for a moment.” You watch how he touches the pocket of his jacket, probably making sure he has the pack of cigarettes he always carries around “I won't be out long. If Eiichiro comes back, you take care of it.” Nodding towards you, Inui proceeds to leave the premises. It has started drizzling not long ago.

You follow his figure with your gaze, observing how his hair sways gracefully with each step his military boots take.

“This guy... “ Draken's voice breaks the silence with a comment that is more for himself than for you.

“He's peculiar. “ you add.

“He's really damn weird.” Both of you laugh at his comment “But he's a very good person and a great friend. He didn't have an easy adolescence when it comes to making friends.” As he pronounces the last word, he gestures with his hands as if making quotation marks. “Give him time, you'll get along well.”

The conversation with Draken continued for a few more minutes. The rain began to intensify. Eiichiro should have arrived a while ago, and Inui hadn't arrived either.

"Inupi didn't have an umbrella, did he?" Draken asks. You shake your head. "Here, take one for him. He's probably in the alley on the other street, having a smoke, and he can't come out in this downpour. I'd go, but I'm waiting for a call. If Eiichiro comes, I'll let him know to wait for a moment."

Taking the umbrella that Draken hands you and another for yourself from the umbrella stand, you nod and start walking to the location. It must be a frequent spot for him to know where he is with such assurance.

As you approach the alley, you hear hushed whispers beneath the sound of falling raindrops. Suddenly, laughter fills the air. You clutch the umbrella you're holding tightly and press the other one close to your chest.

"Inui, I brought you an—"

The words you were about to speak are left unspoken. The scene unfolding before your eyes is hard to comprehend. Seishu's back is visible in the darkness of the alley, but the hands gripping his scalp and exploring his back under his jacket are unmistakable.

When you were taking a step back to return the way you came, both figures become aware of the sound and turn around. Seishu raises his eyebrows, and your gaze instinctively goes to his swollen lips. In an instant, you cast a glance at his companion. You couldn't see his features clearly, but slanted eyes and white hair greet you in the darkness.

"...umbrella. Return carefully."

Dropping the umbrella to the ground, you run back to the workshop. Embarrassment starts to course through your body, and your cheeks begin to burn. Suddenly, laughter begins to bubble up, and when you arrive at the workshop, you close the door and bend over your stomach, laughing.

Draken is just finishing his call when he sees you walk in the door. Hearing your laughter, a smile spreads across his face. The redness doesn't leave your cheeks, just like the feeling of embarrassment that penetrates your mind.

"He..." You still haven't caught your breath enough to articulate a word properly. "He was..." Opening your mouth to laugh again, you raise your hands to start clapping your fingers together, mimicking two people kissing.

Your boss laughs again.

"Oh, so you've met Kokonoi."

Approaching the counter to pick up your water bottle and take a sip, you heard the door beginning to open.

"Now," your coworker's voice made you jump, "now you're really bothering me."

WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 9TH. 2013.

Inui Seishu's lip balm has the scent of vanilla although his mouth carries the taste of tobacco. Kokonoi loves the former, but he detests the latter. However, whenever he sees Seishu, he doesn't waste much time before capturing his lips, entwining his fingers in his long blonde hair. He is the one who gives him that lip balm; the same one that Akane carries in her school case whenever they go to the library. This brings him closer to understanding what it would be like to kiss her.

But he's sure that Inui Akane wouldn’t have hands as big and calloused. Nor such a broad back. Nor the prominent Adam's apple in his throat. That's why closing his eyes and kissing Seishu is the simplest way to live out his fantasies

"I have a business trip tomorrow. I'm going to Hong Kong for a couple of weeks."

Oh, that's great," Inui replies, his attention still on his phone. The screen congratulates him for completing another Candy Crush level when he presses the lock button. "Are you going with the Haitani brothers?"

"No." Kokonoi's coat costs more than the entire D&D MOTORS shop and the rent of all the buildings in his neighborhood. Seishu watches closely as Hajime adjusts the collar of his shirt, covering any possible marks decorating the smooth skin of his neck. Any mark that brings him thoughts of Seishu; any mark that reminds him that it doesn't belong to Akane." "I'm going alone. I'll leave you money for the taxi and for another shampoo."

"Shampoo?"

"Yes." Turning towards him, Kokonoi approaches his body lying on the bed and grabs a strand of hair.

"I don't like the scent of the one you use. It's too strong."

"Ah." Seishu moves his hand aside to sit up on the bed. He takes his white T-shirt from the end of the bed and starts to get dressed. "Lately, my hair has been falling out quite a bit. Draken told me this one would help, but it's true the scent doesn't suit me much."

"Certainly not." Checking the time once again, Hajime gives a final look to the hotel room before approaching the door. "Goodbye Inupi, take care."

The sound of the closing door echoes within the four walls. A sigh escapes Seishu's lips. The king-size bed, covered with high-quality Egyptian cotton sheets, is too big for one person. Surrounded by fluffy pillows, he sat on the mattress and watched the flat-screen TV mounted on the wall. He could take the opportunity to watch "House of Cars" and entertain himself. He had asked for the day off from Draken, so he wasn't in a hurry to go back anywhere. Although, in his day-to-day life, he never really rushed for anything. He didn't even have to go back anywhere.

He decided to lie back down and rested his forearm against his forehead. The distant sounds of the city served as a lullaby; Koko always chose hotels away from the crowd. He had time to stay in the room until six, and it was only four. He considered taking a nap but opted to check his mobile phone again. He had an unread message from Draken.

"Look at what you're missing out on," he smiled upon seeing the photo that accompanied the text. It's a blurry picture of a plate of Takoyaki and some fingers with silver rings peering in the lower corner of the photograph. You don't need to be Sherlock Holmes to know that the low-quality jewelry belonged to you. Tomorrow you would come complaining that your fingers were turning green. He would take the opportunity to call you Hulk, and you would get angry and say, "are you implying that I'm a monster?"

Seishu laughs before locking his phone and closing his eyes, sinking deeper into the tranquil cocoon of the luxurious hotel room. Outside, the city's lights began to twinkle as evening settled in.

MONDAY, NOVEMBER 4 TH, 2013.

There are good days and bad days. Today was one of the latter kind.

The guy you had been seeing had been leaving your messages on read for three days. It's not like you had grown too attached, but he provided some company outside of friendship. On the other hand, you had continuous arguments with his family for the most absurd reasons. Your roommate thought it was a good idea to finish your cereal box without asking and to constantly bring her boyfriend into the common areas of the house. To top it off, you got your period before leaving home. You felt like a matchstick being dragged across the box, destined to turn into white phosphorus at some point.

When your umbrella wouldn't close at the entrance of D & D MOTORS, and you arrived fifteen minutes late (with wet hair and socks) for your shift, the last thing you wanted to deal with was your coworker's comments.

Draken had to go on a business trip to pick up some parts in Osaka and was going to take the opportunity to see some old friends. Considering the time he spent at work, you were sure he could use some time away. However, this also meant more time with Seishu. And that didn't excite you much. He had been quite irritating lately. You had heard Draken talking about a fight with his boyfriend (or whatever their relationship was). You didn't care much about people's sex lives, except when it directly affected you. Whatever was going on with Inui, he was taking it out on you at work. So the best thing that could happen to him today was to keep quiet until the clock struck six, without sermons, sharp comments, or unnecessary sarcasm.

“Christmas is approaching, have you thought about asking Santa for a watch?”

“What?” The vein on your forehead starts to throb.

“I’m asking you if you've thought about being on time for once. Draken should start deducting hours from your contract.”

When his words meet silence, Inui places the wrench he was holding on the floor. He turns his body to face yours. His green eyes inspect you from head to toe with an indifferent look. Instinctively, you cover your stomach with your hands. Has he noticed that you look more bloated today? Without saying a word, he turns his head and goes back to his business.

“Are you going to start working now?” he asks.

You don't know if it's the stress, the piercing pain in your lower back, or the bad weather. But the tears in your eyes start to burn more and more.

“What have I done to make you treat me like crap?” The words flow from your throat before your brain can process them.”If you want, I can talk to Draken and ask him to switch my shift. But I don't deserve to be treated like this.”

“Like what? Look, I don't understand what's wrong with you today.”

“It's not today, Inui, it's every day” Tears began to roll down your cheeks. Damn it, you didn't want to cry today. At least not in front of anyone. “I don't expect us to be friends, but lately, it seems like you hate me, and I don't want that either.”

Seishu looks puzzled as you bring your hands to your eyes and try to wipe away the tears before they fall from your cheeks. How badly had he behaved? He wasn't the most careful person when speaking; his parents always nudged him when he was opening Christmas presents to make him put on a better face. Words kept coming out of your mouth, but Inui had stopped listening to you a few minutes ago, thinking about the interactions of the past week and measuring the words of what he was going to say next.

“I don't hate you. Not at all. I had a fight with someone important to me, and it affected my behavior. I'm sorry.” Bowing slightly, Inui prays that this will be enough to stop your tears.

“...and you're always so obsessed with me being a few minutes late; are you that obsessed with the time?” Your eyes remain hidden behind your hands, which continue to wipe away the salty drops endlessly pouring from your eyes.

He clicks his tongue and straightens up at the same time. With all the gentleness that his calloused hands allow, he delicately grabs your forearms to separate them from your body.

“Hey, did you hear me?” Moving away abruptly, you bring your arms to your chest protectively ”I don't hate you, okay?” He continues speaking. “To be honest, I'm just like that. I thought you knew” You raise an eyebrow at his words, sniffing the mucus generated by your tears with your nose.

“Did you think I found you that unpleasant?”

“No, I didn't mean that” He laughs lightly, putting a hand in one of his pants pockets, and handing you a tissue. His laughter is a very pleasant sound. “I'm not the most expressive person, I guess. I don't know, I'm a bit reserved. I don't usually express things the way I should. But I don't hate you, not at all. I haven't stopped to think about how I made you feel with my words, to be honest.”

Your reddened eyes meet his. For the first time, you notice that there is no boredom in his gaze. Just genuine concern. Despite your anger and frustration, something in the way he looks at you makes you lower your guard a bit.

“Well, that's a start, I guess” You murmur, feeling the tension slowly subside and bringing the tissue you had taken from Inupi to your nose. Inui nods as if he agrees with you. He seems uncomfortable, but he's willing to try to resolve the situation.

“I'll pay more attention to how I act, I promise.” You smile at his words.

“I've never heard you laugh” The poker face disappears from his face. The slightest blush decorates his cheeks. “I like your laugh, Inui.”

“Of course you like my laugh, you sound like a newborn piglet when you’re laughing” A mischievous smile appears on his face.

“Take that back!” Grabbing a cloth from the seat of a motorcycle, you start whipping his shoulder. Laughter begins to resonate in the shop as his Adams apple moves with every sound. “Good thing you have a boyfriend, because you're terrible with women.”

Taking the piece of fabric from your hands, Inui Seishu stands in front of you with an eyebrow raised. For the first time, you are aware of how tall he is. Despite his soft features, he has a very masculine jaw. Your eyes instantly shift to your hands, where you hold the other end of the cloth tightly.

“I don't think I'm bad with women in any sense. You can ask one of my ex-girlfriends if you want tho.”

FRIDAY, DECEMBER 13 TH. 2013

The rainy days are the least crowded in the store. Only half an hour left before closing time, and it didn't look like any customers were going to walk in through the door. In the fridge, there were a couple of beers that Draken had bought for the Friday night shifts.

"You're going to laugh at me." The glass of the Asahi bottle was freezing the tips of your fingers. Inui had taken the last Kirin.

“Oh, believe me, I don't need to know your favorite movie to laugh at you. You give me plenty of reasons already.”

“I know, but I know you, and you're going to annoy me day and night.”

“It's Twilight, isn't it?” Silence fills the room before a deep laugh erupts from his chest. The sound quickens the pace of your heartbeat. It’s too pleasant, too familiar. If death were to knock on your door at that moment and offer you the chance to hear something for the last time, you would choose to hear Inui's laughter.

“Yes” You answer without thinking, with a smile on your face and a blush spreading across your cheeks. Your favourite movie isn’t Twilight, you don’t even like vampires. It was probably a 2000s sitcom or some Adam Sandler comedy. But you were still enchanted by the mischievous smile Inui fixed on you.

“Kokonoi has always hated Twilight” When he spoke those words, Seishu fixed his gaze ahead. He never talks about him. And you don’t really want to know. You observe how a sad smile makes its way in Inui’s face.

“And you don't?” You ask, giving him a light nudge in the torso.

“I love it” In response, your body turned automatically, your mouth opening in surprise.

“NO WAY” Now it’s your turn to laugh. Inui's eyes fixated on the dimple that occasionally appears on the right side of your face. He likes it (the dimple and your laugh).

“Draken and I went to watch Breaking Dawn Part Two at the cinema last year. Some girls invited us for a drink after the movie. It was fun.”

“Oh well, you use it as a flirting technique” You roll your eyes. A strange knot forms in your stomach as you speak those words “That doesn't count.”

“Pf, I don't need to say I like Twilight to flirt. Just covering this up with a bit of concealer is enough” His fingers pointed to the red mark that covered a quarter of his face.

Your eyebrows furrow at his words, and a wave of questions and emotions fill your mind. Why would someone as attractive as Inui feel the need to hide a birthmark?

“Why would you do that? You have a beautiful face.”

A lopsided smile appears on Inui's lips before he took a sip from his beer bottle. You can be as blunt as him when you want. (He also likes that)

“You're very kind. Try telling me that when we're not drinking” he says while flicking your forehead with his free hand.

“Inupi, are you laughing at me?” Grabbing his cheeks between your hands, you gently squeeze his face between the sleeves of your sweater. “You have an enviable face. You don't have to be ashamed of a birthmark.”

“It's not a birthmark” Setting the beer aside, the young man grabs your wrist and rolls up the sleeve of your sweater on your forearm to let your fingers touch his forehead.

Feeling the wrinkled skin under your fingers, you shiver. It indeed wasn’t a birthmark; it was a scar. So Inui decides it’s time to tell you everything. The fire, Akane, Kokonoi, Shinichiro, his adolescence. Throughout the monologue, your hand continues to caress his head, alternating between his forehead and some strands of his hair. (He appreciates that). His voice didn't waver at any point. It almost sounded like a rehearsed speech, bordering on robotic.

Evoking pity is disgusting. Just remembering how his family's friends acted after the fire makes him angry. The looks they gave when they discovered the mark beneath the bandage, the whispers when they left his sister's room, the loneliness of his parents. Everyone went to say goodbye to Akane, but no one stayed with the Inui family. Except Koko.

"And at what point in your story do heels come into play?" Your voice disrupts his thoughts. He notices your hand is no longer on his head. Sitting on the floor, imitating his posture, your pinky timidly caresses the back of his hand. A shy smile decorating your face, inviting him to speak more. "When did you start liking heels?"

He was never a cheerful child, but he was a child who loved to laugh. Akane always tried by all means to erase the poker face from his expression, and most of the time, she succeeded.

At some point during his speech, his pinky ends up entwined with yours.

MONDAY DECEMBER 23RD 2013

The day Inui Seishu cuts ties with Kokonoi Hajime, the workshop is swamped with tasks. Christmas is in two days and people want to be able to travel with their bikes. Draken never stops answering calls, and you attend to customers, jotting down the problems they describe and directing them on where to park their motorcycles for Inui to inspect later.

It's not traumatic, and no tears are shed. It's expected by both parties. They haven't slept together for weeks. Inui is always straightforward with his words, and that day is no exception. Koko chuckles and affectionately caresses his cheek. His white hair is tied in a braid, and a diamond adorns his right ear.

"One less Christmas gift to buy, huh?" A mischievous smile spreads across his face."Take care, Inupi. You always know where to find me."

A light drizzle falls over Tokyo. Upon entering, Inui fixes his gaze on the scene unfolding before him. The last customer has just left the shop when you place a Christmas hat on Draken's head. He's smiling as he bends down slightly. Seishu closes his umbrella and approaches the counter. Your eyes meet his, and your hand extends a piece of red fabric, shaking it slightly.

"I'm not going to wear a Santa Claus hat."

"I know you're not going to wear it yourself," you say, circling the counter and getting closer to him. "I'm going to put it on you."

"I don't have another choice, do I?" he asks, but your arms are already outstretched, and the synthetic fabric is caressing his still damp hair. Seishu's impassive face doesn't reveal any emotion, but a slight glint in his eyes indicates that he's not as annoyed as he's trying to show. When you finish placing the hat, you lightly pat his cheek.

"Look at yourself!"

"I'm not going to."

But even with the worst expression on his face and speaking with as little energy as possible, the smile struggling to break through gives him away. As you step away for a moment to go to the bathroom, Draken winks at him. Inui's middle fingers don't take long to show his boss his shiny black-painted nails.

"Nice color."

"Screw you."

"Thanks, buddy."

Seishu approaches the motorcycle he has to finish fixing. A liquid leak can be repaired in 45 minutes if he hurries.

"Inui."

"Hmm?"

"Teach me how to ride a motorcycle."

The blonde pauses in his work. You? On a motorcycle? You, who trip over your own shadow and seem always about to cry when it gets cold and you forget your jacket? (he always ends up lending you his) Well, no, he's not going to fix the bike’s problem in 45 minutes.

"Don't you think it's a bit dangerous to learn to ride a motorcycle in this weather?"

You sit down next to him on the floor and decide to watch as he resumes his work on the motorcycle.

"I can live with the risk it poses."

"All right, then. But I won't do it. Ask Draken," he says, rolling his eyes at your words. You huff. Not even a Christmas hat can motivate him.

"Draken is going to Osaka tomorrow to spend Christmas Eve with his friends."

"I know, he invited me to go with him."

"And? Are you going?"

"No, my parents want to have dinner with me" Inui lets out a sigh.

"Oh, well, that's fine," you reply. "So I guess we'll see each other on Wednesday. Don't think I'm going to stop insisting tho" you add.

Seishu smiles inwardly. He doesn't expect you to stop. (He doesn’t want you to.)

As you stand up to start tidying up the workshop, Draken says his goodbyes to both of you. He still has some packing to do, and he has to leave early in the morning, wishing you both a Merry Christmas.

"Why the sudden fixation on learning to ride a motorcycle?"

"I want to impress someone."

In all your interactions during the few months you've known each other, Inui has been the one to speak plainly. You always try to express things differently, frustrating everyone who dislikes indirectness (Him).

Seishu begins to remove his gloves. A small wrinkle forms on his forehead as he furrows his brows. Your shoes suddenly become the most interesting object in the room. So much so that you can't, and don't want to, take your eyes off them.

"Do you think you can impress someone by taking them on a motorcycle ride that could potentially end in the hospital?" Inui is the first to break the silence. His hands finish cleaning the motorcycle he has just repaired.

"He's used to my clumsiness. I don't think he'll be too impressed." The heat begins to rise in your cheeks as you speak each word.

Inui arches an eyebrow, intrigued by your words. But still, he doesn't say anything immediately. Instead, he stands up and places the gloves on the freshly repaired motorcycle. His eyes carefully examine your shoes for a moment, trying to see what's so interesting that you can't look at him.

"What if you tell him how you feel instead of trying to impress him with daring maneuvers?"

A mix of surprise and nervousness is reflected in your gaze. You know Inui always gets straight to the point, but speaking openly about your feelings is a bit more unfamiliar territory. However, you have resolved to take a step forward.

"That sounds too easy for the person I'm trying to win over. Don't you think a good dose of bravery on a motorcycle might be more effective?"

Inui smiles slightly, as if enjoying the wordplay.

"Oh, c’mon." Placing a hand on your head, he affectionately ruffles your hair. "What could be braver for you than being honest with yourself and others?" Fortunately, your brain can't throb like your heart is doing at that moment because, knowing Inui, he would drag you to the hospital in a heartbeat. "But, okay, if you think impressing him on a motorcycle is the best way to have a chance with him, then go ahead. I'll try to help you."

Your lips curve into a grateful smile.

"You're great, Inui, tha—"

"However, I have a condition. Actually, two." Placing a hand on your chin, he holds your head still to look into your eyes once and for all. Your shoes will have to stop being interesting for a few minutes. "The lesson will take place as soon as we finish the shift." As you open your mouth to reply, his finger moves to rest on your lips to prevent you from speaking. "And when we finish the lesson, invite me to watch 'Twilight' tonight and ask me out on a proper date. I'm not a fan of indirects."

"And what if I already have plans tonight?" you comment, gently withdrawing the hand that prevents you from speaking. Seishu smiles without taking his eyes off yours. His eyes reflect, for the first time in a long time, happiness. Your fingers interlace with his and his thumb caress your hand instantly.

"Then," leaning in close to your ear, you feel his breath on your ear. You love the smell of his shampoo "now you have better ones."

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Hello! I loved the "when you give him butterflies" it was adorable!! If u don't mind, could u do one for rindou? But feel free to ignore this if don't want to.

Have a good day 🌷

yes certainly! even though you requested rindou I might as well do inui too just so my page is organised :) sorry for the wait, my motivation has dropped but it's back up! for now at least.

★-Tokyo revengers

- you give him butterflies -pt 2

- pt1 -here

๑-context: your 'just friends' but after him getting those butterflies from you they realise their feelings

๑-featuring: rindou, seishu

°- Rindou Haitani

• it was a bit of a shock to him, it left a warm sensation running down his body and his heart racing making him take a quick deep breath before slowly letting go all while trying to act cool, but really deep down he was left panicked

• butterflies fluttering around inside his stomach wasn't anything new but it certainly wasn't anything he's used to and knowing that your the cause for this fuzzy feeling he's getting is making him admire you in an entirely different way than before, his eyes glimmered and he was left a little speechless.

• you both were on a little trip to get something from a shop but rindou didn't know where to go since it was in a small town that he hasn't been to yet, there was a singular moment where he lost you because he was looking at the surroundings but once you found him you chose to hold onto his sleeve around his wrist

• you holding onto rindou's sleeve to drag him around and make sure that you both don't get split up, that was all fine and whatever but it was how your hand would occasionally brush against his hand and you still didn't let go nor fumble on your words

• in that moment rindou debated in either making you let go or just straight up holding your hand, but he didn't do either

• 'please let go... no dont let go' -in his mind

• even when you let go of him the butterflies and that warm feeling when your hand brushed against his still lingered and it almost felt like you never let go.

• there's no way you can get him free now, the physical grasp is gone but mentally it's as if you're holding onto him, he's confused about how he should feel and what's right or wrong because the worst thing that could happen between you two is never talking again, for once he's afraid of his own feelings.

°- Seishu Inui

• it was a bit of a step back for him. an odd feeling known as butterflies lingering in his stomach wasn't his plan at all and all his current focus has disappeared, it became difficult to concentrate and it was as if he has just got brain fog

• seishu was fixing his motorbike but as you sat down next to him your signature scent filled his nose and he felt a little at peace, well that was until his insides became a butterfly sanctuary. and taking a small look at you as you're admiring his hard work is certainly not helping him calm down for whatever this current feeling is.

• because how can you sit right next to him and accidently brush your knees together and look all pretty and cute? your torturing him. how can you be interested in his notes that he has scattered around about how to fix certain parts of the bike as if they interest you?

• how can you do all that and not kiss his cheek? or maybe lips... I mean you might as well considering how close you chose to sit next to him. well of course you didn't but Inui certainly had that on his mind that it was hard for him to look away from you

• he tried to look back at the motorbike and comfortably hold the wrench in hand to carry on but by that point he was afraid he would mess up because his heart was pounding way too much for his comfort and just your presence right here is making the air feel both sweet but heavy. he's nervous.

• he wants to open his chest with the wrench he's holding right now just to shut up his heart and make the butterflies leave

• this is definitely the start to his feelings but when will it end? when will he have the courage to change what you both have now, to be greater? he doesn't, but as of currently he wants you to leave just so he can quickly sort himself out because if you stay any longer he'd probably just impulsively confess without much thought.

♡----

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notiddygxthgf · 8 months

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Hiii , I hope you're doing well~<3

This is a thirst because it's eating me up inside that I have no one to talk to about tr🥲

I was thinking about which of the guys would have their partners 😽 as their wallpaper

And I know with my heart and coochie that Hanma is on the list.

Also , Pretty thing has me on a hook🙏 Rindou Haitani supremacy 💅♥️

Much love from Puerto Rico !❤️‍🔥🇵🇷

a/n: omg thank you for all of your support lovebug! sending u even more love TO puerto rico from (and this wont surprise you) the east coast! I'm glad you love pretty thing as much as I do omg, its such a fun little story to write! definitely a much needed break after pouring my heart into party monster LMFAOAOO.

please please please send more thirsts my way!! I'm trying something new!!! I hope u enjoy it pookie bear!!!

CW!! smut under the cut

There was a reason he had a well-thought password on his phone. One might assume it was due to the nature of his job, and while that may have been partially true, it wasn't his only motivation for keeping things on lockdown. He had your coochie set as his wallpaper -- a little reminder of what he was working so hard for, of what he would be coming home soon. It never failed to ease the tension away from his tired shoulders. Even after a difficult job, even as he typed on his phone with freshly bloodied knuckles, the sight brought a smile to his face. There you were, plush thighs parted for him, garters tight over your skin, fresh hickies placed strategically over your otherwise perfectly unblemished skin. Looking as breathtaking as always.

The way your sheer pink-lace panties clung to your heat should have been considered a crime (and then, again, what was he if not a criminally indulgent man?) His mouth would water just looking at the damp fabric, soaked through with your arousal, leaving nothing to the imagination. He could almost taste you on his tongue.

Always, always, within a matter of minutes, he would find himself looking for your contact. It would ring, click, and then your voice would come through -- pretty, muffled, tantalizing.

He would grin as he uttered back to you, "Miss you, baby. Can I come by?"

And that grin on his face would only grow wider when he heard you say, "Yes, please."

HANMA, Mikey, Ran, WAKASA, Baji, Draken, Shinichiro, Taiju, INUI, Kokonoi, Mitsuya(ish), IZANA, Kakucho, Rindou.

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kakujis · 1 year

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slippin' on my red dress, puttin' on my makeup;

synopsis: your boyfriends are a little peeved (one more than the other!) that you're going out without them. they decide to have some fun with you before you head out.

feat + wc: koko x reader x inui. around 1.4k

warnings: afab fem! reader, reader is a lil dumb, possessive behavior, mean!dom!koko, sweet!dom!inui, cockwarming, one lil slap, itty bitty dacryphilia, begging, hair pulling, some choking, marking, pet names (baby, princess, sweetheart, pretty girl), established poly relationship. i use the word 'pretty' a ton. sorry inui n koko don't get it on this time ): not proofread. i think that's it, but lmk if i missed any!

a/n: actually, i wrote 75% of this a couple days before kokonoi's bday and then i never finished oops. i didn't really explore the aspects of this relationship much but this is just smut i got the idea to do while i was doing my makeup one day LOL.. also i couldn't decide on using their first or last names so i just used both. ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ

it was supposed to be a girls night out and you were supposed to be ready 30 minutes ago. so why are you sitting, stuffed full and dripping down your boyfriend’s pant while the other holds your face still as he does your makeup?

kokonoi holds you still, chin held firmly in his grip and tilted upwards. meanwhile inui keeps your body still, his hands on your hips. whenever you try to squirm he digs his nails into you harder, although he doesn’t really have to try he is much stronger than you after all.

you were so dumb to entertain their little idea, head cocked to the side when kokonoi had asked if they could join you while you got ready. “mmkay,” you shrugged, turning back to your vanity, bending over towards the mirror, blending away at your eyeshadow.

it wasn’t until inui sat down in your seat that you realized something was up. “come sit, princess.” he said, a little smile on his face as he freed his leaking cock from his pants. you’ve always thought his cock was so pretty, a bit more girth than length and most of the time you’d jump to be able to bounce on him.

but not this time, not even if the sight does turn you on. you frowned, “can’t, sei, i gotta finish getting ready.” you glanced at koko who was leaning against your vanity, lips curled up in a smirk. “haji, you do it, i’m busy..” you whined but he made no moves, not even a glance at inui, dark eyes trained solely on you.

you huffed, reaching for another brush before it was taken from you. “ack, hey!” you reached up as koko dangled it above you. “give it back!”

“i have a better idea,” he said, eyes glinting. “i’ll take over from here,” he motioned to your makeup, before sliding your dress up and shifting your panties to the side “while you sit pretty here.” both your eyes trained on inui’s hardened cock.

“can you do that for me, sweetheart?” koko asks, already pushing you down. there was something so captivating about kokonoi that you often found yourself obeying his every word. under his spell, you nod, biting your lip, as inui’s fingers ghost your clit from behind.

you squeeze your eyes shut as you sink down slowly to accommodate inui’s cock, stretching you out. inui groans as you lower yourself, inch by inch, enveloping him in your velvety walls. you whimper as you settle, already starting to try and move when inui places his hands on your hips.

“thanks baby, you always feel so good,” inui murmurs into your shoulder, blonde locks tickling against your skin. “but don’t move or else koko’ll mess up, got it?”

you nod, when you feel a hand on your chin, tilting it up. and that’s how you ended up here, dripping down into inui’s lap. koko hums as he continues, particularly focused on getting your eyeliner right, tilting your head from side to side. pleased, he caps the pen and lets go, your head dropping forward. you pant, trying your best to stay good, but everytime inui shifts in his seat, your pussy twitches from the way his cock head brushes against your sweet spot eliciting a gasp from you each time.

as koko rummages through your blushes, you feel inui lean forward, his cock ever so slightly sliding deeper inside you. “think you can cum like this?” inui whispers, hot breath fanning across your ear.

you shake your head, “need more, want more, nui.” you whimper, trying to move your hips. he mumbles out a shaky agreement and the two of you groan in unison as inui lessens his hold, allowing you to finally start sliding up and down his cock. he uses a free hand to palm at your tit, rolling the nub in between his fingers, making you arch back into him.

“stop that.” koko snaps, whirling around to grab you by the throat. “if you ruin my hard work,” he hisses, “i’ll ruin you, pretty girl. got it?”

“but koko-“ you whimper, blinking up at him.

“but koko, nothing,” he mocks, “you’re the one who wanted to go out. without us, if i may add.” he looks back at inui, who also looks a bit bewildered, his lust hazing up his head. but a little lightbulb goes off for him as well, so this was your punishment for going out without them. thats when inui relaxes, dropping his hand from your nipple and slumping a little in his seat.

“‘nui?” you whine, when his hands resume their spot on your hips.

“sorry princess, but he’s right,” blue eyes meeting yours, “you’re so cute, i forgot we were punishing you.” he leans until his chin is on your shoulder.

you whine his name again, but he shakes his head with firm resolve. tears start to form and koko slaps you, albeit softly, “no fuckin’ crying, mkay?” he teases, pressing a quick kiss to your lips and wiping away at your waterworks before he resumes working.

“shh, don’t cry, i’ll make you feel better later, okay?” inui murmurs, he’s so sweet even when it’s supposed to be a punishment. you give back an “mm,” your body starting to tremble with need with the thought of what he would do to you later.

the brush is soft on your skin and koko’s tongue peeks from behind his lips as he dusts on the final touches. he’s pretty even when he’s mean, you think, as you stare up at him with want. he doesn’t miss the glint in your eye either, smirking at how easy it is to read you.

“almost done,” he purrs, holding you still in his hand as he puts your mascara on. the final touch is the gloss he adds to your pouty lips. when he’s done, he trails his hand down your face, hooking one finger under your jaw. “just gorgeous.” he says, amused when you shiver, thinking you probably want his hand wrapped around your throat again.

“all done?” inui asks, breath hot on your neck as the pads of his thumbs absentmindedly stroke your skin.

“yep!” koko exclaims, before he moves out of the way. he stands on the opposite side of you, making sure to not block inui’s view as he grabs your hair in his hand, using it to tilt your head up. “look at how beautiful you are,” he coos.

you don’t even look at yourself, panting at this point, too focused on inui’s twitching cock buried in your cunt, and koko’s rough fistful of your hair. you’re burning with desire and there’s an ache in your belly and god, if koko wasn’t so fucking good at riling you up you could’ve tried to smack that smug look off his face, but you’re always like putty in their hands.

“look at the time,” koko says, looking down at the watch on his wrist. he lets go and your head lolls forward, but inui catches you by the throat, gently rubbing his hand upward to cup your chin, keeping you up. “you’ll be late if you don’t go now.”

but you don’t move, grabbing onto koko’s sleeve instead. he cocks his head to the side, giving a small “hm?”

“c-cancel,” you stutter, blinking up at him, “i’ll cancel.”

he acts surprised but he always knows how to get right into the palm of his hand.

“cancel?” he says, leveling down to you, his eyes trained on yours. you nod, whimpering out “please, please,” but koko laughs. “please what?”

your pleas go straight to sweet inui’s head, his grip moving back down to your throat tightening as he starts to suckle sweet marks on your neck. koko thinks about holding out, wanting to shove you out the door breathless and needy, but the way your lashes flutter as your eyes roll back just from that has him thinking otherwise.

he grabs your phone, unlocking it and typing out your cancellation texts for you. “let go for me, inui?” koko asks and inui’s hand leaves your throat. you fall forward again, this time caught by koko, and you can feel inui’s hand press into the small of your back, urging you down.

these two are always in sync when it comes to fucking you, while you’re pliant and dizzy, ready to do whatever they want. you hear koko’s belt unbuckle and soon enough he’s tapping his pretty cock against your nearly drooling mouth.

“open up pretty girl, you still owe me an apology for tonight.”

#tokyo revengers smut #kokonoi hajime smut #inui seishu smut #kokonoi hajime x reader #inui seishu x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you #tokrev smut #pibby writing - midnight #pibby writing #tokyo revengers #ok time for school stuff bye

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gabytodd · 4 months

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stranger: hey, is this guy bothering you?

y/n, looking @ shin: yeah, but he’s my husband so i signed up for this.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #incorrect tokyo revengers quotes #shinichiro sano x reader #mikey sano x reader #izana kurokawa x reader #emma sano x reader #baji keisuke x reader #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #takemichi hanagaki x reader #mitsuya takashi x reader #draken x reader #kazutora hanemiya x reader #inui seishu x reader #kokonoi hajime x reader #wakasa imaushi x reader #haitani rindou x reader #ran haitani x reader

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milkywaydrabbles · 6 months

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Hi, can I ask you 21 (threesome) for kinktober with Rindou and Inui, please? 🥺

A/N: I've made an entire world to be able to put these two mfers together LMAO sorry it took so long to get out, but I'm quite happy with the result! Hope you enjoy it too!!!

Threesome x Rindou, Inui

Rindou and Seishu had been your friends for as long as you could remember. You know you met Rindou first--in elementary school, right before he and Ran started becoming trouble makers. You remember how quiet and shy he used to be in comparison to his loudmouth brother. He would always hold your hand when you were little, Ran poking fun at his little crush whenever he could. You remember having to move away in middle school, crying for days because you weren’t going to the same school as your favorite boys anymore. (Rindou would never admit to this, but he cried for days too. Ran would tell you later on.)

You remember when you met Seishu, curious about the boy with the burn on his face. He stayed away from you for months, refusing to acknowledge you. You wouldn’t push it, not really, but you would offer him parts of your snacks or your lunches. You’d find him alone sometimes, and just sit with him in silence, until his friend would snatch him away to do god knows what (you later find out his name is Kokonoi). One day he finally told you that he was in a gang, that it was dangerous for you to be around him--that you should stay away. You shrugged anyways. You knew he was in a gang. You’d known the haitani brothers, of course, you knew that life. You weren’t a part of it, but it never stopped you from being friends with them. And you told him so. His eyes widened, hearing the name Haitani--he asked if you’d seen them recently, and you nearly started to cry again like all that time ago when you first moved away. He brought you to them a few weeks later after asking for a temporary truce, and private meeting with them.

The brothers and Inui tried to stay away from each other after that, if only to keep away from gang violence against each other.

Years and years later, you still stay in touch with the three of them, mostly Rindou and Seishu, full grown adults and out of the gang life now. You visit Seishu regularly at S.S. Motors, bringing him lunches and spending time when your schedules allow (Shinichiro regularly pokes fun at Inupi, squinting his eyes at him whenever he sees the faint blush fall on his cheeks.) Rindou calls you every day, sometimes when you’re with Inui, throwing him a grumble of a ‘hello’ , only for you to laugh and reprimand him for being so jealous (you see him later that night to make up for it.) And you continue your life this way, seeing your favorite boys day in and day out. Some of your coworkers start to feel bad for you, saying you’ll be ‘alone forever’ if you keep giving them all this attention and not trying to find love for yourself. They take you out that weekend, begging you just to let loose and have fun, even letting you pick where you want to go. You pick a club the Haitani’s own, naturally, but you don’t tell them that.

Rindou happens to be there that night, and so does Seishu, surprisingly enough. Shinichiro wanted to bring him out along with his brothers and Draken, a ‘boys night’--to unwind and just have fun. He agreed, making respectful conversation with Rindou when he found him by the bar. Neither of them notice you’re there for a few hours. They’re not looking at the dance floor, they’re not interested. But eventually Shinichiro pulls Inupi out of the conversation with Rindou long enough to point in your direction--obviously tipsy in the way you’re stumbling, and wildly uncomfortable. A man is behind you, grinding himself into your ass and hands groping at your body--they notice you try to shove away and look at your ‘friends’ for help--they’re too far gone in drinks and conversation with other sleazy men.

It doesn’t take long for both of them to spring into action, Rindou ripping the guy off you by his collar and Seishu pulling you into his chest. The drunkard was ready to jump at their throats, but of course security got involved before anything else could happen-it was Rindou’s club. “Hey, you okay?” Seishu spoke directly in your ear so you can hear him, and your hands grasped at his shirt, eyes wide going between him and Rindou. “Sei,” You choked out, pressing yourself deeper into him while looking at Rindou. “I wanna go home.”

Rindou led you to his car as Seishu grabbed your things from the coworkers you came with, and promptly took his leave--a nod of acknowledgement from the rest of the guys understanding he’d be leaving with you.

It was a short ride to your apartment complex, and you sat in the car with glassy eyes begging them both to come upstairs with you. You were nearly fully sober now, the man shaking you out of the nice buzz you had.

“You’re not usually one for going out, pretty.” Rindou commented, pet name not unnoticed by Seishu ( though he didn’t say anything about it). You sighed, shrugging. “It’s my co workers they’re--” “A couple of dicks.” Seishu mumbled under his breath, which had Rindou cackling, even you cracked a smile. “They’re not that bad. Not at work anyways...they keep saying I should go out and meet someone.” Both men scowled, looking at each other before softening and looking back at you.

“Do you want to meet someone?” Rindou questioned, though he felt he already knew the answer.

“...No. Not really. I like where I’m at. But they think I...” You paused, biting your lip looking between the men. “But they...?” Seishu’s turn to speak. Another sigh.

“They think I spend too much time with you two. That I won’t meet someone if I keep spending all my time with you guys.”

There was a pause in the air, before they cautiously approached you on the couch, sitting on either side. Rindou spoke up first. “Tell ‘em to fuck off.” He whispered, a hand cupping your knee thumb rubbing the side. “You don’t need to do anything you don’t want to do, sweetheart.” Now it was Seishu speaking, and had Rindou raising his brow at his term of endearment. They both obviously were very comfortable with you, having their own sweet names for you that didn’t make you bat an eye. You giggled at their words, one hand covering Rindou’s and the other on Inui’s cheek. “I know--you’re my favorite boys, and I don’t think that’ll ever change.” You admitted with a smile, before collecting your hands back in your lap. “But..but what if I am alone forever? What man wants someone who spends all their time with other men? Even if they are her best friends...”

“You’ll never be alone, sweetheart. You have us.” Inui tried to console you, caressing your jaw--a sad smile on your lips. “I know but not like that--”

“Yes you do, pretty girl. Don’t you know that?” You turned your attention to Rindou, staring into your soul with the way he was looking at you. You swallowed, mouth drying suddenly. “You have us like that. You always have.” Your face was growing hot, trying to wrap your head around what they were saying. You tried to brush it off as just alcohol in your system but you knew better--you knew you weren’t even inebriated anymore. Rindou starts again.

“And you got me all the way fucked up thinking about other men, baby. Barely like sharing you with Inupi.” The blonde chuckles behind you, rolling his eyes. “Feeling’s mutual, Haitani.” You heard the playful tone of the blonde behind you. They’d become closer friends than they’d like to admit, thinking their conversations would be dry since you were the only common ground. Turns out, they were wrong, banter even when you weren’t around.

Breathing felt heavy, like the oxygen was turning into stones the second it hit your lungs. “I don’t--I don’t understand.” You stuttered out, feeling hands on you from both of the men. “Hey, relax sweetheart. It’s just us, we won’t ever hurt you-you know that.” Seishu whispered into your ear and it felt like electricity shot down your spine, and then he spoke again. “We love you, sweet girl.” You felt like crying at the admission, body on fire. You loved them too, you always have. They were your boys, no one could ever come close to them. Rindou wiped away tears you hadn’t known you were shedding, thumbing over your cheek with desire burning in his eyes, “and we want you. You want us too, baby?”

He barely got the question out before you started to nod.

“Mmh, Sei, feels good.” You breathed out, running your hand through his hair below you. Inui had sat you down on his face seconds after they got you naked on your bed, running his tongue between your folds, suckling at your clit and pushing the muscle deep into your cunt. In front of you was Rindou in all his glory, cupping your face with his large hand and bringing you closer to kiss you- your first proper kiss with him. It’s better than you ever imagined it being, and you imagined it more often than you’d ever admit. He ran his tongue over your lower lip, asking for permission, which you promptly gave. Your mouth parted open, graciously accepting Rindou’s tongue and rubbed yours against his, drool pooling in the corners of your mouth. Below you Seishu pushed into you deeper, nose pushing against your nub and it had you moaning into the other’s mouth. You humped into his mouth, which made you sloppy with the kiss. Rindou parted and you gasped, eyes already hazy and fucked out. “Look at you, baby--you want us so bad hm?” He teased, and you couldn’t help but pout. “‘Course I do, you’re my boys--o-oh fuck, Seishu!” You whined, hand gripping at his roots as he licked through your folds and sucked your clit again. You looked down, heart stopping at how Inui was staring at you--like you hung the stars in the sky yourself. “Fuck,” Between the way he was making you feel and the way he looked at you, you couldn’t help but cum earlier than you thought you would. Legs twitching on him, Inui lapped up all the juices he could, slurping and moaning against your pretty pussy. You pushed off him when it became too much, trying to catch your breath, of course they wouldn’t let you. Rindou kissed at your throat, whispering against you: “Suck my dick, pretty girl.”

Your head was guided down, swallowing hard when you finally had a good look at Rindou. He was big, and honestly it made you nervous to take him in your mouth. The brother pet at your head, pinching your jaw and tilting your head up to him again. “S’okay baby, just the tip...I’ll fit.” You salivated at how good he looked above you, and you were determined to take most of him in your mouth. Pretty lips wrapped around his length, suckling at his head and kissing around the tip, then dragging your tongue down to his balls and back up. “Fuuck, just like that baby, get it nice and wet.” He cooed, pressing his hand on the back of your head as you slowly took him down your throat. He would have felt embarrassed of the moan he let if it weren’t for the fact that it was you sucking him off. Rindou has wanted you on his cock for years, and this night was just a dream come true. Your hand wrapped around the base of his dick, pumping the rest that wouldn’t fit in your mouth. You were absolutely messy--spit bubbling at the corners of your mouth and slowly dripping down your chin, while his cock was a wet mess with how you slobbered on him. You looked up at him through your lashes, tears in the corners of your eyes. Your skin felt hot, letting go of all inhibitions as you sucked your best friend’s cock. Rindou tilted his head back, but not enough to get you out of his line of sight. He’d be damned if he broke eye contact with you, looking up at him so prettily. This view would burn into his mind, and he prays it’s all he sees when he closes his eyes from here on out.

You’d nearly forgotten about the blonde, before you felt his girthy tip prodding at your hole. You let out a whiny squeal against Rindou, pushing your ass back onto Seishu as he lined himself up. His hand gripped at your hip so hard you were sure you’d bruise. “So impatient,” He mumbled to himself, watching his cock get swallowed up by your tight heat. Your eyes rolled back, stilling your ministrations for a moment while you tried to catch your bearings. Rindou was big, but so was Seishu, his cock stretching you out more than you’ve ever felt with any other man you’d been with. Rindou took over for you, grabbing the sides of your face and fucking into your mouth--with as much care as he could, trying not to go too hard. It was difficult to control himself when you gurgled and moaned around his cock like that, eyes nearly going cross eyed with ecstasy coursing through your nerves. You bounced back and forth on both cocks, Rindou using the momentum to fuck deeper into your mouth. “Breathe, baby, fuck--taking my cock so well, you look so fucking good.” Rindou praised, seeing you take him more into your throat. It was hard to listen to his advice, when Seishu was fucking you so good behind. His hand came down hard on your ass and squeezed, both hands now gripping your cheeks and spreading your ass so he can see how your pussy lips wrapped around his length. “Pussy’s so good, sweetheart, fuck, fuck, fuck, so tight.” You clenched at his words, moaning so much around Rindou he pulled you off his cock before he could cum, “wanna hear how loud you’re getting pretty.” He kissed your jugular as you cried for them, babbling about how good Inupi was making you feel, how big and deep he was--gripping onto Rindou’s biceps in hopes for some sanity. As Rindou kissed you, Seishu leaned forward himself to leave open mouth kisses on your shoulders. “Love you, sweet girl, love you so much.”

You felt your tears falling freely again, sniffling and whining around his cock. “Love you, Sei! Love you, love you, aah fuck! Love you!” Rindou’s hand crept down your body and his fingers found that beautiful bundle of nerves and rubbed as he kept kissing around your neck and face. You screamed, cumming for the second time tonight harder than before. Your vision went black for a moment, body shaking and leaning into Rindou for stability. Seishu stilled, spilling deep in your sloppy cunt. You felt so warm, feeling his sticky cum shooting into your deepest parts. He’d cum so much you felt cum spilling out from the corners of your pussy even as he had you plugged up. Slowly he pulled out, seeing his cum ooze from your hole, making even his softening cock jump. Much like Rindou, Seishu had already dreamt about making love to you--he’d never imagined it would be like this, but fuck he couldn’t complain when you let him fuck you raw and cum inside you with no complaints, much less scream that you loved him. You were so tired, but you couldn’t stop until Rindou got off--you’d never leave him like that. So with sluggish arms you pushed him down against the headboard and climbed on top of him, trembling legs and all. “Take your time baby, it’s okay.” He whispered to you, gripping at your waist as you slowly pushed yourself down on his cock. You gasped, the feeling of him filling you up was almost too much. He leaned forward and nuzzled into your neck, panting against your skin. “God your pussy’s so fucking tight, you’re driving me crazy baby--fuck, I love you.” You let Rindou pound into you, your arms wrapping around his shoulders and gripping his hair, moaning. “So good Rinnie, so good--I love you Rin, love you so much.” You bounced on his lap, feeling him bully his dick deeper into your abused hole. Your moans got louder, pressing your tits against his chest, begging to be closer to him. You pussy twitched around his length, Seishu’s cum covering both of your thighs and making an absolute mess--sticky webbing connecting the both of you. Frankly Rindou couldn’t give less of a fuck, your cunt was everything he’d ever hoped for. He angled himself to fuck right into the gummy part of your walls that had you creaming around him with tears in running down your face. “There we go, baby--you got one more for me yeah?” His jaw was clenched, barely getting the words out as he tried his hardest to push back his own release just to see you cum again. “Come on baby, give it to me, fucking give it to me.” Fingers rubbed and pinched your clit again, and you felt the weight of your orgasm crashing into you like a truck. You mindlessly babbled and cried against him, body shaking and twitching as you felt him continue to pound into you bordering overstimulation until he spilled himself into your cunt.

The smell of sex was heavy in the air, only pants heard. “Love you both so much.” You sniffled, hiding your embarrassment in Rindou’s shoulder. He laid you down, Seishu ready with a wet rag to clean you up the moment Rindou let you go. “Love you, pretty girl.” Rindou said proudly, as Seishu gently whispered ‘I love you’ into your ear with a kiss, wiping you down. They’d get you comfortable, dressed in fresh clothes to sleep in--the squeeze in your bed was tight for the two bulky men, but they’d rather die than let you go.

You don’t think you’d ever look at another man again.

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ohyoru · 5 months

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miss you so _INUI SEISHU

"you can let go of me now", seishu stated from his seat on the bike, with a bored tone and rightfully so, considering that you've been clinging to him from your passager seat for the last 5 minutes after he turned off the engine. "no", your cheery voice was muffled against his back, making him sighed, silently considering of removing you from the bike himself like a child. seriously, how long have you seen the last of each other for you to behave like this?

as if reading his mind, you said, "2 weeks. that's how long you've left me on my own, so i'm making sure you stay put". your boyfriend immediately snapped his head back, "you're lying. it can't be that long". or can it? he questioned as he watched you raised your head from his back, eyes squinting accusingly. "no, i'm not! you sent me home after our night ride on sunday. i texted you on thursday about my club's event and got no reply. i came to your place on saturday to give you my cooking, you're not home. i asked koko on wednesday where you were, even he didn't know. then you appeared in front of my door today, after 2 weeks".

'no way.. ", he's breathes out a puff of warm air, the warmth that matched yours as you continued to bury your face against his back. "yes way". at this point, he's very tempted to remove you from the seat like a child, "fine, my bad! can you get down? my ass is freezing here", now he's the one pouting, but you just giggled in return and hugged him tighter. "not letting you go anymore, you're mine alone", you said, dragging your last word playfully. with that, seishu let out a loud sigh and turned on his engine. if he's going to do this your way, then so be it.

"where are we going? aren't we getting hot chocolate?", you raised your face again. strangely, you sounded excited for yet another ride in this cold weather. "if you want to cuddle me all day long then might as well get us somewhere warm", he said, riding forward at neck-break speed. if you weren't riding right now, seishu bet you'd be bouncing on your heels from the giddiness, which he found adorable, but his ego wouldn't let him tell you that.

"my place?". "your place. i still want my hot chocolate". his ears registered your sweet laughter, the melody he couldn't believe he survived without for 2 weeks. "you'll get your hot chocolate once i get my cuddle", you snuggled closer against his back for warmth. the scenery around you blurred out to the speed of his bike, the only one in your mind was each other, together, always. "yea, sorry for making you wait for too long. i miss you too".

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #inui seishu #inui seishu x reader #seishu inui #seishu inui x reader

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unfinshedsentec · 2 years

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RANDOM BOYFRIEND TEXTS❕

a/n: umm I’m half asleep and I honestly have no idea if this is even funny but…here

Hope you guys enjoy <3

reader is gender neutral

characters: mikey, baji, chifuyu, ryusei satou, ran, kazutora, hanma, and inui

tw: cursing, meantions of death, and stupidity

lol, I got Inui’s thing from quora. I tried to write it myself but I almost feel asleep💀

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ranhaitanisgf · 6 months

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aaaaaAAAAA CONGRATS ON 2K !! IM SO HAPPY & PROUD OF YOUUUUU ILYSM YOU DONT KNOW HOW MYCH I LOOK FORWARD TO YOUR HCS 🗣!!

ofc i HAD to join on this event 🤩 may i have a scenario for “oblivious ‘best friends’ “ & “getting sick” with inui? where reader FINALLY realizes that inui actually cared for her more than a friend would ? preferably fluff 🛐 TQSM LOVE I APPRECIATE IT [cry] <3

— inui [inupi] seishu // obvlivious best friends // getting sick

[𖤐] ANON THATS SO SWEET !!!! im sorry for disappearing for so damn long !!! i hopeeee yall enjoy this, as i went wayyyy over word limit once again !! i also rewrote this like two hundred million times cuz i was struggling w the vibes idk ... anywho. enjoy my loveliessss xoxooooo

wc ; 1.7k+

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inui was worried.

well, he wasn’t sure that that was quite the word to sum up how he was feeling at the moment, but it was the best he could come up with at the moment.

his worry had started around a week ago, when you had stopped showing up to toman meetings. it was highly unusual, since even though you took on more of a strategic role rather than a fighting role, you still would attend every meeting to offer your input on different issues and how to solve them. you prided yourself on your intellect and being able to strategize, so the first day you hadn’t shown up, it was already ringing alarm bells in his mind.

after the second, third, and fourth day, inui was sure that something terrible had happened, and somehow nobody had told him. however, even after asking around all the divisions, and even mikey himself, he concluded that nobody had a clue as to where you were. every time he tried to call your cell, it went straight to voicemail, and all the texts that he sent were still on delivered.

and so now, as any best friend would do, he showed up at your apartment.

he had visited a couple times in the last week, repeatedly pressing your doorbell and knocking on the door for what seemed like forever. he didn’t want to intrude into your home, but his worry was getting to its peak, so, as an normal person would do, he decided to break your door down.

sure, he felt pretty guilty about it, especially since your landlord would probably give you hell about it, but the pros outweighed the cons in this situation.

pros: he gets to see if you’re safe.

cons: your landlord gets angry and increases your rent, your door is broken until it gets fixed, your neighbors will be upset (maybe), you might get kicked out of your apartment.

yeah, in his mind, the pro outweighed the cons.

with a strong kick, inui swiftly kicked beneath the handle of your door. as expected, it wasn’t the strongest thing, so it opened rather easily, even having the courtesy to stay on the hinges.

“(y/n)?” his voice rang throughout your apartment, feeling a bit on edge at how messy everything was.

had someone broken in and kidnapped you? did you get robbed and they ended up abducting you? what if-?

“what…the fuck.” inui’s jumbled thoughts cleared up the moment he heard your voice, (was it a bit more raspy than usual?). you had emerged from your bedroom, a blanket heaped over your shoulders as you blankly stared at him.

“(y/n)...” without much thinking, inui took a couple hasty steps forward and wrapped his arms around you, relief flooding through him. “do you have any idea how worried i’ve been? why didn’t you pick up any of my calls?” you sniffled a bit in his embrace, making him step back a bit to get a better look at you.

your eyes were rimmed red, and now that he was paying more attention, he realized that you were really warm. your hair was quite a mess, and despite the thick blanket that you were holding over your shoulders, you seemed to be shivering.

“well, that’s ‘cause my cell’s been dead and i haven’t charged it.” you jerked a thumb over at the living room couch, which your dead cell phone was laying on. “what’re you even doing here though? did you break the door?” your eyes wandered behind him, seeing your door wide open, looking back at inui as he froze a bit at the question.

“yeah…i’ll pay for a new one. is this why you haven’t been responding? because you’re sick?”

“i think you’re smart enough to answer that question yourself.” you mumbled, turning around and walking back to your bedroom. “now, if you’ll excuse me, ‘m gonna go back to sleep…” after taking another couple steps though, you felt yourself stumbling as your vision began to blur.

your wavering frame was steadied by two arms at your shoulders, quickly leading you to sit down on the edge of your bed. as your vision came back, you noticed inui kneeling in front of you, his brows pinched together with worry as he slipped his cool hand onto your forehead.

“you’ve had this high of a fever this whole time?”

“yep…” you could barely keep your eyes open at this point, your head bobbing up and down as you tried to stay awake.

“hm…just go back to sleep.”

“will do…” you mumbled, flopping back onto your bed and getting under your blankets.

inui looked down at you as you passed out almost immediately, feeling worried and a little bit betrayed. why hadn’t you called him? had you been taking care of yourself this whole time?

he settled onto the edge of your bed, carefully pushing some strands of hair out of your face. gently, he pulled some of your blanket up, tucking you in, the corners of his lips turning up as you buried yourself deeper in the blanket.

cute…

“...up…(y/n)...wake up…” you groaned at the subtle shaking of your body, turning over to try and go back to sleep. “(y/n)? just wake up for a few minutes and you can go back to sleep.” the smell of something good wafted through the air, which was enough to make you slowly open one eye, turning back over.

inui was above you, leaning over as he made sure you were awake. his blue eyes became a bit softer when you finally opened both of your own eyes, staying over you for a moment more than was necessary before leaning back. carefully, he handed you a small bowl of rice, a fried egg on top of it with some soy sauce, handing you a pair of chopsticks.

“you should eat if you want to get your strength back.” you dug in without another word; the most you had been surviving on in the past week was crackers and cheese, since that was the only thing you were able to eat without doing any sort of cooking.

however, your eating paused when you felt inui pushing some of your hair to the side, unpeeling a cold pack and carefully sticking it to your forehead. he was a little bit closer than he probably needed to be; you could see the flecks of green in his blue irises, his eyebrows still pinched together a little bit as he looked at you.

ba-dump!

now that you were a little bit more awake, you became quite conscious of how messy your hair was, and even more so noticing how sweaty and gross you were. your fingers ran through your hair, trying your best to take some of the tangles out as you looked to the side, embarrassment flooding through you. you hadn’t called anyone on purpose; you hadn’t exactly wanted anybody to see you like this.

“er, thanks…”

“...”

“...seishu…?” you questioned, feeling a bit awkward as he seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. he looked back at you from his seat on the edge of your bed, a somewhat faraway look in his eyes.

“hm?”

“uhm, are you alright…?” at your question, inui opened his mouth, then closed it again, seeming to be thinking about something. he mulled over it for a few more moments, the silence feeling just a tad awkward, before he started to speak again.

“i wish you had called me.” he said, a tone of hurt in his voice. “i was worried that something may have happened to you…and even if you’re just sick, i just…” inui paused, fiddling a bit with a piece of his hair as his ears turned a bit pink. “...i wish that you would rely on me more.” he sighed, his head pulling down a bit as he stared at the ground.

the straightforwardness of his words caught you wholly off guard; you had not been expecting that sort of response from him.

you felt some guilt flood through you at seeing his sadness, laying your chopsticks across your bowl as his words echoed through your head. you supposed that you probably should have just let him know that you were sick instead of trying to disappear for a week or two, since you probably would have also been worried if he had tried to pull a stunt like that.

“i’m sorry…i just didn’t want anybody to see me like this. i don’t exactly look the best right now, so-”

“you look good.”

“...” you stared at the boy seated next to you, trying to find any sort of lie in his eyes. instead, he just kept looking back at you with the most honesty in his eyes, a slight smile across his lips. “you’re a weirdo…” you murmured, feeling your heart skip a beat when you realized that he seemed to be serious with his words, (was your face feeling hot because of your fever?).

inui didn’t reply to your half-hearted words, instead taking the bowl from your hands and placing it on your bedside table.

“you should get some rest.” you stayed sitting up for a moment, your eyes tracing over all his fluid movements. his blue eyes suddenly flicked back to you, the eye contact finally breaking the trance you seemed to be in, making you immediately lay back down and cover the bottom half of your face with your blankets. despite the embarrassment you were suddenly feeling, there was also a giddy feeling you felt as you watched inui adjust your blankets, making sure that you were all covered up.

“are you going to leave?”

please say no.

“well, no…your door doesn’t close now, and i’m not going to leave you here to let just anybody walk in.”

“oh, right. forgot about that…” you giggled a bit at inui’s sheepish expression as he stood up, clearing off your bedside table and standing up.

“get better soon, (y/n).” there was a small smile on his face as he exited, gently closing your door behind him. when you were sure he was gone, you couldn’t help the euphoric smile that spread across your face, pulling your blankets a bit over your face.

did that really just happen!?

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sirthisisa-wendys · 11 months

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Since its hand her over asks- will we get a pt 2 for Mochi? Like comforting each other after what happened

(I am actually sucker for angst, so maybe founding out his wife is pregnant but they both don't know who the father is Mochi or Sanzu)

Hand Her Over II (Part 3): Kanji Mochizuki/ Kokonoi Hajime & Inupi Seishu x Fem!Reader

wc: 1.4k

tw: it's gonna fuckin' hurt

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Hand Her Over Megapost

Kanji Mochizuki

"See? Your baby is right... there." Mochi closes his hand into a fist as he sits beside you. You're quiet, too, looking at the screen with a blank face.

The nurse doesn't know the truth. And even when you two leave the building, it feels like this horrible secret will remain between the two of you... and your child.

The passenger door is opened for you, and before you can climb inside, Mochi takes your hand.

"Hey." You look up from the ground and into his eyes. "I don't care if it's his," Mochi finally murmurs, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. "I'll love it regardless."

You stand there. The wind ruffles your skirt as you stare at Mochi, and your eyes glaze over. Tears - little ones, not the big ones Mochi is used to - drop from your eyes. But you push them away and pull away from Mochi, even though it's the last thing he wants right now.

What he would prefer is to have you next to him at night, sleeping soundly, unbothered by the whole ordeal. It would be perfect if the two of you could forget about it and move on. But life is never that easy.

"Can you help me out of my shoes?"

Mochi closes the back door and latches it as soon as you both are inside. That's a new habit of his, even though he's in a gated community.

"Sure, baby." When he stoops down to unstrap your sandals, he notices the swelling of your ankles. "Do your ankles hurt?" Mochi's still on the floor, kneeling before you, and when he looks up at your face, all thoughts - except one - flee from his mind.

God, you're so beautiful.

Mochi can see it now: you're waddling into the kitchen with a hand on your stomach, grumbling about the baby kicking during your attempt at a nap. He's standing at the kitchen counter, pouring over the expense reports for the month and sipping his coffee. You sidle up next to him and kiss his temple before slamming the laptop shut and demanding his attention.

And hell, he'd gladly give it. Every single time.

"Mochi?" Your voice brings him out of the divine vision, and he exhales.

"Sorry. What'd you say, my love?"

"I said I think a foot rub would be nice." His smile is genuine, and Mochi ushers you to the bedroom with the common courtesy of a gentleman.

Foot rubs are something Mochi loves to do, and even more so now that you're pregnant with his child. His. No one else could claim them.

He grabs the lotion on the dresser and squeezes some into his hand, inhaling the lavender scent eagerly before approaching you. Your right foot is between his hands when you finally say something. Your voice is soft, but he can hear the intent behind your words.

"What if the child... looks like him?" Mochi shrugs.

"I won't mind." The child might inherit that fool's eyes, but that would be the worst of it. No scars. No pink hair. No menacing scowl. None of that.

"But I will." Mochi stops. You place your hand on your barely round stomach and inhale shakily. "I don't want to carry that monster's child." He'd never thought of that. Mochi feels a part of him deflate, and he looks away, considering that he could be further away from his ideal life than he thought. But you catch the look in his eye.

"You thought because you said you'd accept the child that everything would magically be okay, didn't you?"

"I never said that," Mochi replies, frowning.

"You didn't have to." You pull your foot away from his grip and scrunch your brows together. Tears come to your eyes again, and they're the fat ones - the massive droplets that mean he's fucked up.

"Baby, I--" Your lip quivers, and Mochi knows he's lost any footing the moment you begin to cry. Your hands come up to your face, and you sob, breaking Mochi's heart. "I'm sorry." He tries to cradle you in his arms, but you push him away roughly.

You don't say anything as you walk to the bathroom, leaving Mochi sitting on the bed alone.

Kokonoi Hajime

"Hey!" The Facetime calls are always brief, but Koko treasures them. Inupi is on the phone and rolling out of bed, shirtless. "What have you been up to? It's two p.m. over there."

"Just lazing around," Inupi murmurs, wiping his eyes and yawning.

"Are you taking naps now?" Kokonoi jokes, but Inupi shakes his head.

"What're you doing today? Or should I say tonight?" As Inupi walks around the mid-sized home, Kokonoi admires his purchase for the only man in his life.

"Just finishing up some work," Kokonoi lies, sipping from a wine glass leisurely. "Going to get ready for a night out after this." Inupi's eyes glow with mischief.

"You gonna get laid, huh?"

Kokonoi chokes on his wine. "What?" Inupi shakes his head and laughs, obviously amused.

"Nothing, nothing."

"Who's on the phone?" Kokonoi perks up at the sound of your voice, fully expecting to see you coming through the back door or something. But when you appear wearing only a bathrobe and freshly washed face, something in his gut sinks.

"Koko!" Your joyous shout is accompanied by a smile, and Kokonoi can't help himself. He smiles back. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," he reassures you, then watches you plant a kiss on Inupi's temple.

"When are you coming to see us?" Inupi playfully swats your ass as you walk a little to the right and fully out of Kokonoi's sight. Kokonoi sees the silly grin he gives you, and suddenly, he feels... lost.

"Not... not for a while. It'll take some time for things to die down here." Inupi isn't fully paying attention, it seems.

The bare chest. The robe. The kiss. The--

"Well, when you do come, please bring y/n those fancy hair clips. She keeps breaking them."

"I'm not the one breaking them," you shout, just off camera.

"How do they get broken, then?" Kokonoi asks, not checking his tone before he speaks. Inupi looks down at the phone and sees Koko's face.

Maybe it's the lateness. Maybe it's the wine. Maybe it's the sight of his lovers moving on - and together - without him. Inupi stands up from his perch on the couch and walks away from the living room. Kokonoi doesn't speak or watch. He looks away as his lover's cheeks bloom red a little.

"Kokonoi," Inupi begins when he's out of your hearing.

"No, don't explain it to me." It's petty, and they both know it.

"You have to understand. She's been hurting a lot... We've been hurting a lot. I admit, it's kind of stupid when you think about it... We were with you, and now... we're with each other."

"When were you going to tell me?"

"She wanted to tell you immediately after it happened the first time."

"An accident?" Kokonoi's tone is sour, but he doesn't care. He's been left in the dark about this tryst for too long. Inupi sighs, sitting on the ottoman at the foot of the bed, and he leans over, rubbing his eyes a little. "Was it an accident?"

"I was comforting her."

"So you started all of this?"

"It's not like that Koko--"

"Why didn't either of you tell me? She wanted to; why didn't you?"

Inupi pauses, then he looks away. "I didn't tell you... because I didn't feel guilty." The admission hits Kokonoi like a sack of bricks to the gut. "I didn't feel guilty at all. It felt so good, and I'd never really considered being with y/n like that until now."

"You want to have a family, is that it?" Inupi hangs his head. "You want her to be the mother of your kids, huh?"

"Hajime, please..." Inupi's voice is broken. "We can all still be a family."

"But you like fucking her more than you care about my feelings!"

"Fucking her?" Inupi looks down at the phone, and a flicker of rage crosses his features. Kokonoi huffs out a surprised laugh, leaning back in the chair and blinking.

"How long?"

"What?"

"How long have you had feelings for her, Seishu?" Inupi flinches.

"Ever since you abandoned us at the airport."

"You've got to be kidding me." His thumb hovers over the end button, and Inupi doesn't even offer him the courtesy of a "wait." Koko ends the call, dropping the phone on the desk and looking at the arched ceiling.

Oh, what he wouldn't give for it to crumble in on him right now.

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #seishu inui x reader #seishu inui #inui seishu x reader #inui seishu #kanji mochizuki x reader #kanji mochizuki #kokonoi hajime x reader #hajime kokonoi x reader #kokonoi hajime #hajime kokonoi

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