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luza-wayne · 28 days

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why people bother with love.

sawamura daichi x reader

wc: 9.2k

this is the longest fic that i've ever written, omg. i love daichi sm<33

also the story is inspired by taylor swift's song 'mine'! i was listening to it while on shuffle playlist and thought it was so good.

a happy and lovely family.

it's the farthest from what your family was.

all your parents did was fight at every little thing that can be talked through.

it was also the reason why you and your siblings are not close with each other. they hide or run away whenever they're fighting, which means, always.

but, they did tell you once.

“they were so deeply in love with each other in the past.”

so, just in the past?

i don't understand.

“then, you shouldn't have spent it on useless things!”

your father's voice made your ears ring. it's in the middle of the night.

they're fighting again.

this is supposed to be a day for me. i just graduated from elementary school today.

“useless?! you call that useless?!” your mother shouted back.

you decided to get off of the bed and silently walk to where the voices are coming from, the kitchen.

“of course, it is!” your father replied.

“our daughter just graduated and you're saying that buying her a small gift is useless?!” your mother asked.

i knew it. it's about that.

you peeked from the opening in the living room which was connected to the kitchen.

“just tell her ‘congratulations!’ or anything! why bother spending money?! we're not rich!” your father rebutted.

“are you hearing yourself right now, huh?” your mother snickered. “what are you even mad about? it's not even over ¥500?”

“you could've used that ¥500 for something more important! like food stocks or bills!”

“her, graduating is important! don’t you dare not acknowledge your daughter’s milestone!”

maybe i should just give them back a ¥500 that i saved from my daily allowance? would that stop them from fighting?

“arhg! you and your obtuse actions!” your father slammed the counter with his balled fist.

“what?! you're one to talk! that stupid "friend" of yours who always borrows money from you! where is he now, huh? out there partying and spending the money you lent him! what did he say? "i'll give it back tomorrow!" i never once saw him return the money he borrows, yet you keep on giving and giving him! what are you, a bank?!” your mother snapped.

“shut up!” your father shouted and clicked his tongue. “you always bring that up! you're always like that! i'm tired of you already!”

“guess who's tired of you too?” your mother crossed her arms and stared at your father blankly.

“is that so? then i'm leaving and never going back here!” your father had enough and walked out.

he met your eyes and was surprised for a bit, but he continued walking to the front door.

you looked at your mother.

she still had her arms crossed above her chest, but she clenched her hands tightly and was biting on her lower lip.

“mom, are you not going to run after dad?” you stepped out from hiding.

your mother flinched, but she quickly realized that you must've heard the whole conversation already.

“why would i? it was his decision to leave! i don't care about him anymore! i'm glad i finally got tired of his ass!” she said and went to get water.

what?

you say that, but why do you look so hurt?

“your hands are quivering, mom.”

as your eyebrows furrowed, you heard the engine starting. you look at the door's direction and run towards it. when you stepped out, you saw your father just hopped on his mini truck.

he saw you running to him. he rolled his window down.

“dad, when are you coming back?” you asked him.

he just smiled achingly at you.

“sorry.” he muttered. you, confused, tilted your

“don't worry, i'd still be there for you, siblings.” he shortly answered.

“what about mom?” you questioned.

“i don't care anymore. i can't bring myself to love her anymore. sorry.�� he said and grabbed the steering wheel tightly. he then said goodbye and drove off.

i don't understand.

“they were so deeply in love with each other in the past.”

did their love for each other fade away?

i really don't understand…

love…

“why does everyone bother with it if it never lasts?”

why do we need to fall in love, just to experience the anguish of losing the feeling of it?

•••

“hurry! hurry! their match is already starting!” your friend pulls your hand, as you follow her lead.

“okay, okay.” you answered with no enthusiasm.

what am i going to do there anyways? i don't even know the rules in volleyball.

“why are we watching a boys volleyball game in the first place?” you asked her.

“it's our school's team! they can represent miyagi in the spring high tournament, if they win against the team they're playing today.” she said,

okay, still didn't anyways why we should be here.

when you two reached the bleachers, your other classmates waved at you and pointed at the seat they reserved for you both.

the first set just finished when you arrived. you just used the cheering megaphone they handed you and just created some noise as the players walked on the court.

“kageyama-sama, do your best!” you heard your friend scream her heart out.

that answers my question. also, what do you mean, "-sama"? you're older than him, right?

you sighed and just continued cheering.

the umpire blew the whistle and signaled that the second set was starting. you watched as a guy with bowl-cut from the opposing team serves.

your eyes widened a bit seeing how hard he serves, you were so sure no one could receive it.

but, the guy was there to break your thoughts.

he easily receives it, making your eyes widened even more.

as soon as he received it, they ran towards the net and he hit the ball over the other team, earning them the first point of the set.

wow.

your mouth hangs open.

“h-hey,” you called for your friend's attention. “who was that?”

“who? the one who sets?! that's kageyama! he's a firs—”

“no, the one who hits the ball.” you immediately stopped her.

“oh, that's the captain, sawamura daichi, from class 4. i think he's friends with sugawara too.” she answered shortly, now that the topic is not kageyama anymore.

number 1… that means he's the captain, right?

the match continued and they won the set. they lost the third, but won the fourth.

you were hanging on your seat as the set, supposed to be just 15, goes over to 20 and you cling to your friend tightly as the final whistle was heard and karasuno was declared the winner.

“wah! kageyama-sama, congratulations!” your friend bawled out.

“he's amazing too, right?” you said as you clapped, seeing sawamura receive the trophy.

“of course! he's kageyama-sama's teammate, after all!” she said, still dragging kageyama to the conversation.

when it was time to move out, your friend said she needed to go to the toilet, so you went there with her.

as you two passed the entrance to the gym floor, you saw the black uniforms standing there.

oh, they're here.

“sugawara!” your friend suddenly shouted, calling for your classmates' attention. almost all of them looked in your direction. “congratulations!” she said,

“oh! thanks!” sugawara replied, waving his hand in the air with a big smile.

you thought you might as well congratulate your classmate.

“congratulations, sugawara.” you said, not as loud as your friend's voice, but enough for him to hear.

“ah! (y/n), thanks!” he thanked you.

you two then bowed to them and continued to go to the bathroom, all while your friend celebrated that he got kageyama's attention earlier too.

“okay, i got it already. just go and hurry up.” you shut her up when you reached the comfort room.

you just walked to a close bench to the bathroom and took a seat, waiting patiently for your friend to finish.

“hey,” you heard a voice say.

you're not sure whether they're talking to you or not, but you looked up at where it came from.

“you're…” you started and stood on your feet. “sawamura, right?”

“uh, yeah. i'm sawamura.” he said as he reached for his nape and rubbed it with his palms awkwardly.

“you were so awesome in the game earlier. congrats.” you told him and smiled.

“thanks. i actually think i look unsightly during the game, especially when i'm just running and moving on fumes.” he replied sheepishly.

“well, the fact that you think that and yet you still do it just shows how passionate you are about winning.” you uttered. “still, don't worry. you look cool.” you reassured him.

“really? that's a relief.” he said and sighs relievedly.

there was a few seconds of silence after that and you just stared at each other.

“um… why did you… uhm, approach me?” you asked.

he suddenly gets a bit of tint pink shade on his cheeks, that can be easily missed if you were not looking carefully. maybe the reason, you noticed it also was the fact that his bruised on his left cheeks got your attention.

“well, you see… we won against shiratorizawa.” he started and you hummed. “so, we're already qualified for the spring high, i was just wondering if you'll be watching there too.” he asked.

“why? is my presence needed there?” you confusedly asked, making him chortle.

“for me, it definitely does, haha.” he answered, straightforwardly.

it skipped a beat. my heart just did.

i know these feelings very well. it's the feeling i swore not to follow.

i know where these feelings would bring me to.

“i see. i'll look forward to it then.”

i should've declined back then.

•••

“ever since you moved here, it never got quiet here anymore!”

your old woman neighbor is once again shouting in front of your house.

she's always there and she always just does it whenever sawamura is at work or out for something. it was easy to know since she knows he's a police officer and the police car is not in the parking lot.

you continued to bite your lower lip.

trying to stop yourself from shouting back at the old woman was harder than you thought.

the neighbors said she has a mental disorder, but still her voice. her voice can easily break a plate or two.

normally, you would just ignore her until she leaves, but today you're not like those days. your menstruation started this morning, and the blood got onto the sheets, so you had changed it.

moving around irritates you, but you had no choice but to do the chores, before your husband arrives, since it's just you two in the house and you're off to work today.

speaking of your husband, you looked at the clock and saw the time.

‘where are you?’ ‘your shift should've finished a while ago.’ ‘can you go home already?’

you stared at your phone and waited for him to reply, but he didn't. you just stood up and went to the kitchen.

ah, she left. you thought as you managed to peek outside the window while you walked to the kitchen.

thank goodness, finally.

“guess, i should reheat this.” you muttered to yourself and sighed.

you placed the dinner you cooked, inside the microwave. as you wait for it, you remembered that you haven't looked at the mail today yet.

you hurriedly went outside and opened the mailbox.

“huh?” you were surprised to see the mails filled with bills that needed to be paid.

you groaned as you held the envelopes in hand.

it's the same envelope you receive every month, but somehow these envelopes are more irritating to you right now.

you just closed the mailbox and went inside. you one by one looked through the mail, while you walked back to the kitchen.

and every time you open one, your mood gets worse and worse.

“huh?! why is it so expensive?!” you shouted at the bill you're holding.

we need to spend our money more wisely, even if we're both working.

*ping*

you heard the microwave's sound go off. you immediately took it out forgetting to put on a mitt or even a pot holder.

“ouch!” you screamed. you hurriedly went to the sink and ran the water on it. “damn, what am i doing?”

“i'm home.” sawamura announced as soon as he stepped in.

he's home?!

“argh! wait–” you speed walked to the main door and saw your husband. “welc–”

you stopped mid-sentence when you saw what he's holding.

“uh, i saw a friend of mine while on my way home, that's why i was late, so i thought i should get you something.” he said and extended his arms, a bouquet of flowers in his hands.

you accepted it, staring at it with a forced smile.

“don't like it?” he asked as he kissed your temple and walked to the living room.

you followed him, still looking at the flowers.

“no… it's just—” you sighed. “you didn't have to buy something this expensive…” you muttered.

“so, you don't like it?” he asked as he took off his uniform.

“no, it's not like that. i'm saying you shouldn't have spent the money on something useless—” you said, but decided to just cut yourself off.

you sighed. “thank you, dai.” walking up to him to hug him.

he returned the embrace, but he knew something was wrong.

we could’ve used the money to pay off our bills instead. you thought as you let go from the hug.

sawamura, puzzled, still decided to just give you a bit of space and not to pry yet. he went to take a short shower, while you prepared the table.

while waiting for him to join you, you looked at the envelopes you were just looking at earlier. your eyes then went back to the bouquet that’s now sitting on the center table in the living room.

you breathed deeply.

am i getting ungrateful for not appreciating his effort on buying that?

you got on your feet and went to get it.

staring at it, you finally realized how pretty it was. also, it’s your favorite flower.

you can’t remember when was the last time you mentioned to him what your favorite flower was.

was it when we were on our first date?

you chuckled.

“that guy really knows how to put butterflies in my stomach.”

suddenly, you felt two cold arms wrapped around your waist. you felt him snuggle his nose on your nook of neck.

“dai, stop it. i'm reeking of sweat.” you chortled as you felt a bit tickled by his now growing stubble.

he buried his nose deeper and even inhaled your scent like a man who just regained his sense of smell.

“smells like a pheromone for me.” he replied and lifted you up.

hooking his arms behind your knees and walking to the table. he sat you down on the chair and took a seat adjacent to yours.

as he was about to scoop rice for both of you, you reached out to his cheeks and gave him a peck. he was taken aback, but then smiled at you. he held your hand on his cheeks and brought it to his lips, kissing the back of it.

“thank you for the flowers, dai.” you told him.

“anything for you, babe.” he answered.

maybe i was just thinking a bit too much about our bills. i should just appreciate that he got me these flowers.

…

“mrs. sawamura, please redo this.” your team leader sternly said.

you looked up from your desk and met with an eyes burning and a face that’s barely containing their anger.

“yes?” you asked while your hand was holding the lunch you were about to eat at the canteen.

“there are a lot of inaccurate reports and miscalculated estimates. what are you even doing? do you want our team to lose this project because of you?” she added and slammed the folder on your desk.

“but—” none of those are my jobs though.

i might probably have to add this to my piles of to-do work.

she was about to walk away, when she suddenly looked back.

“and i want them done today.” she said lastly, before walking back to her posts and leaving you with wide eyes.

all of this by today?!

“there’s no way i can finish this today.” you whispered and slumped your back to the chair.

i might need to stay for over time.

as you set your lunch box down on your desk, your phone vibrated. you pulled it out of your vest’s pocket and saw a message notification from your younger sister, who’s in college.

- we’re running out of mom’s medication. - she’s always staring and thinking about a lot of things, i’m afraid it might turn into depression. - and brother’s med maintenance too. - it’ll only last until tomorrow. - we need extra money, but i already used my income from my part-time job to pay off the debts when i borrowed money from my friend to pay for my tuition. she said she badly needed the money. -if you have extra money, can you send us some for your mother and brother? - i’ll try asking someone too.

you let out a frustrated sigh. you grit your teeth and lower your head.

just how bad will this day get?

you repositioned your body. taking deep breaths. you picked up your phone again and replied to your sister.

- no, it’s fine. i have some extra here. i received a bonus yesterday. i’ll send it to you and pay for the remaining balance on your tuition too. don’t forget their meds. let me know how much all in total. thanks for always looking out for them. take care there.

you put down your phone and covered your face with your hands.

well, there goes my bonus. i still haven’t paid for the other bills that i’m supposed to pay for.

“(y/n), you okay?” your workmate asked.

you just nodded and told him you’re okay.

i need to save money.

…

hours have passed since your supposed time to go home, but here you are redoing the whole project that wasn’t even your doing, yet forced to redo so.

“this… is wrong. who the hell put it here?” you said to yourself and immediately fixed it.

thankfully, you are already almost done with it. just a bit more and you can already give it to your team leader. she seemed to stay late too and was working on another project.

that doesn’t mean she should have me revise these mistakes when i wasn't even the one who did it.

“and… there! all done!” you raised your arms in the air and stretched your back.

“finally!” you expressed slumping your body to the chair with relief.

you immediately went to pass it to your leader. she didn’t even bother looking up at you and just said a monotone of “good work, you can go home now.” but, you could care less at this moment, you just want to get it over with and go home and take a bath and sleep.

as you were arranging your belongings, you remembered that you turned your phone off, in order to concentrate more.

you slid your bag on your shoulder and walked to the elevator. you waited for the phone to turn on. you’re the only one inside, so your mind wandered off while waiting to reach the ground floor and for your phone.

should i get a part time job too? ever since my brother got caught up in a motorcycle accident, it feels like money has been slipping out the moment i got them on my hands.

you heard a ping and the door finally opened, the same time as your phone turned on too. while walking to the door, your notifications got bombed with messages from your husband.

…

- can’t wait to have dinner with you <3 - i think i might arrive a bit earlier than our call time - the chief will let us out early today - i’ll be waiting for you, but you don’t have to rush, okay? - are you on ‘do not disturb’ mode? - okay, you might be busy right now - good luck on your work, i love you

- i just got out, i’ll be passing by the house for a moment to change the car and maybe take a quick shower too - still no reply? :( - don’t overwork yourself too much please - i’ll be driving so i might not see your reply - i love you

- i’m on my way to the resto - i’m so excited haha - i’ll be waiting there for you - i’ll be sure to drive safely, because that’s what you always say when i say i’m about to drive - see you there, i love you

- i’m here already, but no need to rush - i’m just early by half an hour - just let me know if you’re seeing these messages - be safe on your way here, i love you

- hey, it’s been two hours already - are you still tied up with your work? - let me know if i should wait for you or pick you up at your work - i can still wait for you though - please reply, babe - i’m getting a bit worried now - reply to me please, i love you

- i just contacted your colleague - he told me you’re staying overtime to finish some things, but couldn’t you tell me sooner? - i’m still waiting here for about four hours now - i’m going home now - at least reply to me once you’ve seen this

…

oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! i completely forgot about our dinner!

you hurriedly ran to call a taxi, knowing that the train was about to close by the time.

i knew something important slipped my mind earlier! i can’t believe it was the date with my husband!

you told the driver the destination of your travel, while also asking him if he can make it so you will arrive faster there. of course, he said he can’t drive recklessly, but he’ll try to drive faster.

while the taxi driver did his job, you tried to reply to your daichi. you explained that you had your phone off, that's why you didn’t receive his messages. the thing is, your messages are going through but he’s not responding to your message.

gosh, i think he’s really mad. what should i do when i get home? we can just have another dinner. ugh, it’s too pricey. you sighed.

after a few minutes, the taxi finally arrived at the street of your house. you told him it’s okay to drop you off here and paid him. while walking to your house, your stomach churns with anxiety as you might find daichi mad.

as you reached your gated house, you searched for your keys only for you to realize that you didn’t bring it with you when you left the house. you contemplated whether to call daichi and have him open the gate for you or just jump over the gate.

while thinking, you suddenly heard the clicking sounds of the gate being opened. you turn around to see your husband in his shorts and t-shirt. he’s not in his night wear yet, so he must’ve been doing some work in his office, just like what he usually does when he gets some free time after eating dinner, though it usually doesn't take this long for him to do those works.

“o-oh, you’re still awake? i didn’t wake you up, right?” you asked, trying not to make it awkward.

“no.” he flatly said.

he finally opened the gate and then waited for you to step inside, without uttering another word. you walked to the front door and opened it, going inside. you left the door open for him.

you set your coat on the rack and followed daichi with your eyes as he closed the front door and walked past you after throwing the keys in the bowl. you also saw your keys there.

i knew it he’s mad.

you walked to the living room to see him opening the television and munching on some chips. seeing this, you felt your stomach grumble. you went to the kitchen and found a bowl of some hot miso soup. your stomach felt even hungrier.

but, i need to talk to dai. you closed your eyes and accepted your hunger later.

you were about to walk to where daichi was when he suddenly stood up and went to the bathroom. he also took a towel, so it seems like he’ll take a shower.

guess, i should eat first then.

…

after eating and washing the dishes, since it’s only the ones you eat with anyways, you went to change your clothes hurriedly, in case daichi finishes his shower already.

when you went back to the living room, there you saw him sitting on the couch, eyes glued to the television.

you walked to him and called his name.

“dai.” he didn’t look at you.

“dai. i forgot about our dinner.” you said and took a seat next to him, he looked at you.

i should just explain it to him and get this over with.

“our team leader was being a little bitchy earlier and gave me work i’m not even supposed to do, so i turned off my phone—” you were telling him about what happened earlier, when he suddenly cut you off.

“is it that hard to remember to tell me that you’re taking an overtime?” he stated. staring at you with a straight face.

“huh?” you asked, deflecting his straightforwardness.

“i’m pissed off that you made me wait for about four hours, but i’m more pissed about the fact that you can’t even tell me that you’re having overtime.” he uttered.

it’s like something just snapped in your mind. you know you’re the one who should apologize for forgetting about your date and even making him wait. but, it must’ve been the awful day that you had that’s getting the best of you right now.

“why is it such a big thing to tell you about that?” you asked him with a stress on the word ‘big thing’.

he furrowed your brows and was taken aback by your question. did you really just ask him why is that a big thing?

he stood up and was still not breaking eye contact with you.

“maybe it’s because i’m your husband, (y/n).” he answered back, now emphasizing his words. “of course, i need to know because i get worried why you aren’t back yet when your working hours are already done.”

you raised your eyebrow.

“if you were that worried, then you should’ve come to my workplace and checked up on me.” you said and then stood up too, facing him.

“i was about to, when your co-worker replied to me and said you already have taken an overtime and possibly forgotten about our reservation!” he rebutted, his voice getting louder.

“then it's good timing! that was a waste of money anyways, we can always just eat somewhere cheap!” you shouted back.

“it’s you who wanted to eat there!” he pointed at you.

“i never said that! it’s you who wanted to take me there!” you told him and took a step forward.

“why are you always pushing the blame onto someone else whenever you're up against a corner?!” he gritted through his teeth.

“huh?! when did i ever do that—” you were about to talk when he talked over you.

and it was when you realized this is going like what happened with your parents.

“you never owe up to your mistakes, i always try to understand you because i love you, but (y/n), i’m a human too! i have a limit!” he started.

“wha—” before you could even finish, he added something that breaks your heart.

“i’m tired of you always being like that!” he said and stormed off to the bedroom.

you stood there in the middle of the living room speechless.

your world seems to be spinning yet you’re not paying attention to it, you're more focused on the heavy feeling on your chest. it’s so heavy, it feels like your heart has fallen to your stomach and now you can feel the churning of it too.

your legs felt wobbly, you had no choice but to sit back down on the couch. your hand found its way to your chest.

it hurts here.

your eyesight started becoming watery.

“you’re always like that! i’m tired of you already!” “guess who’s tired of you too?” “is that so? then i’m leaving and never going back here!”

no! stop, stop, stop, stop!

don’t think about what happened to mom and dad!

“then i’m leaving and never going back here!”

stop! please!

you know daichi won’t leave you, right?!

he won’t leave you!

he won’t.

…right?

i just have to apologize—

“they were so deeply in love with each other in the past.”

no…

i still love daichi!

stop thinking like that!

with all these thoughts, you didn’t even realize how much you’re crying, but somehow not making any sounds. your body is still adapted to your childhood habit of immediately covering your mouth and nose when crying in order not to let anyone hear it.

it’s a habit that started the night you realized that you’re the reason why your parents have broken off. if you didn’t ask your mother for a gift that day, then there might be a chance that your family is still together.

your body slid and now you’re lying on the couch sideways, still covering your mouth and nose.

i still love daichi.

but, daichi’s tired of me already.

i knew love never lasts, but i thought it might be different with daichi. i was too naive to think love would treat me differently than my parents.

everything comes and goes.

in the end, it was a cycle.

not the love, but what happened with my parents’ love story and mine.

it will never last. love is.

…

waiting for a bit until you stopped crying, you picked up your coat again and put it on. you were about to take your keys, but realized you don’t need it anymore. before leaving, you remembered one thing. you walked back to the living room and took off your ring, setting it down on the table, all while holding back your tears again.

daichi’s the type to sleep his anger until he calmed down, so you didn’t have to think that he might pop out suddenly and ask you where are you going.

you have already booked a taxi to take you somewhere that might not be a safe haven for you, but still has a deep hold to you.

“can you take me here?” you said to the driver and he said he can and then quietly drove you there.

you turned your phone off to avoid someone calling you. you slept on your way there and when you felt the car stop for a bit too long, you immediately opened your eyes. a bittersweet smile appeared on your face as you stared at the house from the window.

you thanked the driver and hopped out of the taxi. you stood in front of the house unlighted because it’s already midnight, though to you it looked more gloomy rather than creepy.

one of the rooms is still with lights on, you grabbed your phone and messaged your sister. a few moments later, she was out of the house, wearing her pajamas, surprised to find her sister out of the house in the middle of the night.

as much as how surprised she was, she knew it was out of ordinary for you to show up in front of the house on a random day. she knew you had your reasons, but never forced you to tell her about it. it’s not like you’ll travel for about three hours just to visit them, just because you thought about it, what’s more it’s in the middle of the night.

she helped you get your room ready, she can see from your eyes that you needed to rest your body and mind. when it was already done, you thanked her and encouraged her about the plates she’s finishing, that's why she’s staying up late.

you laid on your bed, the same bed that has been with you with everything. it is nostalgic to think about the memories, but you can’t help but think about those times where the family is still complete and somehow you are acting like a real family.

“i’m back. you’re seeing another pathetic side of me.” you muttered to yourself, referring to the bed and realized that maybe it’s the whole room too.

you turned your eyes to the pictures stuck on your walls. your lips quivered again as you stare at the picture you put up in the past of you and daichi when you had an aquarium date.

it’s a picture of you two kissing that was perfectly photobombed by a large stingray, that made both of you look like you had wings.

“why do humans fall in love? it hurts my heart, yet i can’t stop loving the man i married.” you uttered as a tear fell out of your eyes.

you were about to close your eyes, when suddenly you heard a knock on your door. you looked up and stared at it, thinking it could be your imagination. again, three knocks came. you immediately went to get whoever it was. did your little sister forget something? or did you?

opening the door, you were greeted by your mother in a wheelchair. smiling up at you.

“i knew it. you came home, i see.” she said, still smiling affectionately at you.

“mom, why are you still awake?” you asked, kneeling in front of her. you held her hand and returned the smile.

“i was asleep, but i woke up when i heard your bedroom’s door being opened.” she explained and tapped you, asking you to stand up.

“huh? ah…” you were puzzled by what she said, but then remembered it.

“your door lets out a peculiar sound every time it opens and closes, right?” she chuckled and pointed at your balcony.

you went behind her and pushed the wheelchair to your balcony, the breeze was chilly, so you went to your dresser and looked for something thick to cover your frail mother’s body. you came back with a jacket, and wrapped it over her shoulders while she was staring at the star-filled sky.

“it’s beautiful.” she spoke.

you looked up and truthfully, it was beautiful but you were not in the mood to admire them. you just answered her with a simple, “yeah.”

for a moment, it was quiet. the only sounds you’re hearing are the sound of the wind brushing against the trees and leaves and the sound of the crickets.

it was quite, you thought it would be okay to just stay like this, but you know somewhere someone would speak up. it was your mother who did.

“did something happen at your house?” she finally asked the same question your little sister wanted to ask but decided not to.

you tried to stay quiet, but you were aware you have to, sooner or later, need to tell them the reason rather than keeping them in the dark.

and yet, you can’t find the courage to speak.

your mother smiled.

again, it was quiet.

for a few minutes, it stayed quiet. actually, you think it might actually go until half an hour. half an hour of letting the noises of nature fill both of your ears, half an hour of feeling the cold blow of the midnight wind on your skin.

you looked down at your mother and noticed that she’s just staring at something far. it was like her mind was occupied by something.

“mom,” you called, she answered you by humming, “what are you thinking about?”

“i’m thinking about your father.” she said lightly.

you were surprised. the topic about your father was like a forbidden one, you and your siblings never talked about your father when in presence of your mother, yet she just told you that he’s running in her mind right now.

i thought she hated him.

“why?” you asked.

she smiled weakly.

“i’m thinking that if i followed him back then, maybe i would be happy right now.” your eyes widened.

she still remember that? and… she regrets not running after him? but, he’s…

“i thought you said you didn’t love him anymore?”

she chuckled.

“i thought so too.”

…

it’s saturday and almost four o'clock in the morning, daichi was woken up by his alarm clock, he forgot to turn off before sleeping. it was already weird, because usually he never hears it. it was you who got woken up by it first and then turned it off. after that, you’ll be nudging him and even getting on top of him with your whole body to wake him up.

his body feels so tired. he stretched his arms out, only to feel the cold sheet next to him. he sprung up on his ass.

“where is—”

he shut his eyes tight when he remembered what happened last night.

“damn it. i decided to sleep again while i’m mad. i should stop doing that. she doesn't like it either.” he muttered as he got off the bed and stretched out his body.

he went outside the room to get water and find you. he searched the living room with his eyes, but he didn’t see you, he walked to the kitchen and you weren’t there either.

maybe in the bathroom? he thought and his feet dragged him there.

no. you weren’t there.

at this point, he was ignoring the thumping sounds of his heart. there’s no way you did what he’s thinking… right?

he went outside, even though he knows himself it’s ridiculous, to see you watering the plants. but, still there’s no sign of you.

he went back inside and searched every room, but still no one jumped out and said that you were just playing hide-and-seek with a just-woken-up him.

where were you?

he went to sit on the couch. short and fast breaths taking over his lungs.

please just tell me you went out to jog. or that you went to shop this early in the morning. anything that could be outrageous to do at this time you can do it and he wouldn’t even laugh. just show up before his eyes and calm down his heart getting scared minute by minute that he might’ve ruined everything last night.

“where are you, baby? please, just this once let it be a joke.” his said with a shaking voice.

he looked down and finally saw it. the ring you left, before you went and left the house.

daichi laughed.

“now, if this is a nightmare, i fucking hate it, haha.” he laughed as he picked it up with trembling fingers.

it wasn’t happening. if he closes his eyes and opens it again, he’ll find you sleeping soundly beside him.

but it didn’t.

he clutched the ring in his palms as he wobbly stood up and went to the bedroom to get his phone. maybe if he calls you and apologizes, he can fix this relationship.

but, it wasn’t going through.

“did she block me already? please don’t. i’ll apologize for everything i did and said. just don’t leave me.” he muttered, shaking voice and tears finally escaping his eyes.

he kissed the ring, before deciding to get on his feet.

he’s not letting this relationship end, if he had to eat dirt for you to forgive him, he’ll go out of his way to search for the dirtiest mud and eat it for you.

he checked the closet. his line of work will become handy to him, but he didn’t think that it’ll be useful in this way. you didn’t take any clothes with you. so, there’s a high chance that you’ll go somewhere you have a stock of clothes with them. but, the friend you’re always staying over whenever you have a girl’s night, is out of town right now and the other is attending a party just like what you’ve told him.

as much as he doesn't want to say it, he knows that you’re trying to save money, so you probably won’t stay at a hotel.

he picked up his jacket, phone and wallet.

he knows the only place where you could be.

…

“you thought so too?” you repeated.

“i thought i was tired of him, that i didn’t love him anymore.” she said, “but, i was wrong.” she added.

how can you love someone who hurt you just by thinking about them?

she looked up at you and smiled.

“i realized, i was not tired of loving him.” she looked forward again. “rather, i was tired of our fights. i was tired of always exchanging shouts with him, but i never stopped loving him. ever since that night, never a day passed that i haven’t thought about how i should’ve run after him and told him not to leave me, us.”

your lips quiver while listening. you always made sure not to talk about your father thinking that your mother would hate it, not knowing that everyday she reminisces about their relationship.

again, she looked up at you, but now with a warmer and larger smile.

“so, i thought once i get better, i’ll try and win your father back, even if it took too many years, haha.” she happily said, before looking back in front.

you weren’t able to contain it anymore, you shed a tear for your mother. you bend down and hug her from behind. she was startled when you suddenly wrapped your arms around her, but still caressed her daughter’s head, just like how she used to whenever she cries in her arms. you were happy to see your mother’s genuine smile, a smile that isn’t forced, a smile that isn’t there to show that she’s okay, so you don’t have to worry. you were happy, but you can’t help but cry.

knowing damn well that your father has already married someone else and is having his third child.

you know that and yet, you can’t tell her that. you don’t want to. not when she just finds inspiration to be well again.

but, you didn’t expect to hear what she said next.

“your father… he already found someone else, didn’t he?” she suddenly said that it made you freeze.

you felt wet drops on your arms.

“i-i— he—” you wanted to lie, but can’t bring another heartbreak to your mother by lying.

“i know, because you’re my child.” she sobbed and tears fell out of her eyes like waterfalls. “and i know, because that’s just the man i knew and loved.”

you went in front of her and hugged her by her waist, bawling like a little child.

“sorry, sorry, sorry, mom… it was my fault… i’ve always known it was because of me… if i didn’t ask you for a gift, maybe he would still be with us… mom, i’m sorry… because of me… i’m sorry… i’m sorry… i’m sorry… please, forgive me…” you cried and cried, begging your mother for forgiveness.

your mother who is also crying, but still manages to wipe your tears, nods her head with everything you say to let you know she’s listening.

you kept on apologizing to her and she listened to everything. when you ran out of breath, she took this chance to calm you down.

“(y/n), look at me.” she said as she cupped your cheeks, you looked at her with a messy face and probably snot coming out of your nose. “never have i ever thought that it was your fault. your small gift was not the reason we ended the relationship. i didn’t know that you’ve always carried the guilt on your back thinking that it was your fault. i’m sorry for never noticing.” she affirmed.

“it was not your fault, (y/n).”

this made you teary again.

“mom… thank you…” you cried to her as you held her hands that were on your cheeks. closing your eyes to feel the warmth of her palms in the coldness of the breeze.

“with that said, (y/n)...” she called. you opened your eyes and saw another of her real smiles.

“don’t make the same mistake as me.”

it was a short sentence, yet it rang your ears so loud, you can’t hear anything else except that.

your lips showed a smile, a quivering and forced smile. your tears never stopped dropping, actually your eyes produced more.

“i’m sorry, mom. but i think i already did.” you cried, resting your head on her thighs. “it wasn’t your mistake that i’ve committed, but dad’s.” you added.

“i ran away.” you hiccuped, “i thought everything would be the same, so i ran away. i was scared to face it.”

your mother made you raise your head. your eyes are red from crying so much and yet you felt like you haven’t let everything out. your chest still feels heavy. you want to cry everything out, but thoughts fill in double with every tear that escapes your eye. you just want to cry it out, but the longer you cry, the more it hurts.

“mom, what should i do?” you asked her, looking up at her. sniffing and catching your breath.

“i…” you stopped to inhale. “i love daichi, but i’m scared. what if it's all temporary. what if our love fades?”

“it was my fault. it’s always been my fault.” you wiped your eyes with your hands, only to be replaced by another one. “i… i don’t want to leave him, mom…”

“dear, calm down.” your mother squished your cheeks. “i’m sure you realize that whatever you did to your husband was wrong, but you don’t have to worry.” she said, making you confused.

“i was the one who ran away… what if he didn’t run after me?” you asked.

“then you’ll be the one who needs to go back to him. you need to talk it out.” she ran her hands on your hair. “you wouldn’t want to turn out like me, right?” she muttered, giving you a relieved smile.

she knows that you already know what to do and that no matter what happens, deep inside you, you didn’t want to be something you saw happen to her and your father. she must’ve been subconsciously aware that you were afraid to fall in love. she saw when you looked at others with partners, not with an envious eyes, but rather a confused one.

she realized just now, that she might have been the reason why you think like that. with what turned out to be your mother and father’s relationship, maybe it’s understandable why you thought love fades along with the relationship. but, you’re wrong. after all, look at her. she will always love the man that was with her for most of her happiest moments. she’ll never stop loving him.

but, she knows it’s different for the both of you.

because, she saw something in daichi that your father has never done and never will. she knew from the day you introduced him to her.

your father never looked at her the same way daichi looked at you whenever you’re not looking.

so, she knows. she knows it won’t turn as tragic as her story.

when she realized, you have already calmed down. you’re still sniffing and wiping your tear stains, but you’ve controlled it.

“let’s go. it’s getting late and you haven’t slept yet.” she tapped your back. you could only reply with a nod.

you stood up and helped your mother turn her wheelchair around. you helped her get to her bedroom, but before walking back to your room, you thanked her.

“thank you, mom.” you said. she looked at you and smiled. “thank you for being the best.” you kissed her on her forehead and said good nights to each other.

you went back to your room and laid on the bed. you reached for your phone. your fingers fiddled whether to turn it on or not.

in the end, you chose not to.

you know what to do right now, but needed more courage to commence it.

“i should get some sleep first.” you muttered, your body finally processing the amount of tiredness your body felt yesterday and today.

i’m going back to daichi. i don’t want to lose him.

…

the sun was up and it was hitting your eyelid. you were too tired and sleepy, you forgot to lay out the blinds.

you were about to turn your body to the side, when something was holding you by your waist. you were still feeling groggy, but you paid no attention to it. but, then you remembered you’re in your room, not at your house, but your mother’s house.

you swung your head sideways and saw daichi sleeping next to you. your mouth was wide open and was surprised.

how did he get here this early in the morning?

you stared at his handsome face that was wrinkled by his furrowed brows. you wanted to laugh, because that was his face every time he dreams about a weird but cute creature that he told you about before.. you tried to get out of his chain-like hold. after many unsuccessful attempts, you finally managed to free yourself.

you sat on the edge of the bed as you felt your throat was so dry after that crying you did. you were about to get up when you caught daichi and started moving his hands.

he’s searching for me. you thought.

you were on your way to reach for his hands, when he suddenly sprang up with wide eyes.

“(y/n)!” he called out.

you jolted because of his sudden movements. he was frantically rubbing his eyes in order to get that clear view of the room. his gestures made you worry, so you held and stopped his hands from doing so.

“dai, i’m here.” you told him, putting his hands down along with yours. “good morning.”

his eyesight has finally adjusted and you were his first view.

your beautiful face that puts a blush on his cheeks. your sweet smile that calms his mind. your soft touches that makes him weak.

staring at your face, he realized that he’s not in a nightmare anymore. just like what happened earlier when we woke up for the first time today. you’re here in front of him, greeting him good morning just like always.

he pulled your hands to his face, feeling up the warmth it gives.

“g-good morning.” he replied, his voice cracking up from holding back his cry.

you smiled watching your husband snuggle himself to your hands, but it soon faded when you realized how scared and hurt he must’ve been when you suddenly disappeared.

“dai—” before you could even finish calling him, you suddenly found yourself caught by daichi’s arms again.

he buried his face on your chest and hugged you tight, tighter than he even did before.

“why…?” he muttered, words were muffled, but you can still hear him clearly.

“dai?” you called.

“why did you leave? you could’ve just slapped me. you could’ve just kicked me. you could’ve punched me. you could’ve told me to sleep outside. you can pull my hair, poke my eyes, hit my shin, step on my toes, throw all my clothes, burn them, spend all my money, cut my cards and everything to let out your frustrations and calm your anger, but why? why did you think of leaving me?” he reasoned.

you could feel your clothes getting wet, right where his eyes met your chest. his fingers on your back grasping onto your fabric. you wrapped your arms around his back.

“i was so scared. i thought i might never see you again. i thought we’ll never kiss each other good nights and good mornings again. i thought i’ll never be able to hold you like this anymore.” he continued.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry. please don’t be mad at me anymore. i didn’t think through what was coming out of my mouth. i won’t ever do that again, please don’t leave me. i love you. you know, i love you so much, right?” he begged, finally looking up at you.

his eyes were filled with tears, just like how you were earlier. his face was desperate for your answer.

“dai.” you started. you pushed him away for a bit to look at him directly. he didn’t want to at first, but still complied with what you wanted, only if he held your hand. he’s scared that you might disappear from him again.

“why are you the one apologizing? it was my fault it all happened.” you told him, he was about to reply to you, but you halted him.

“i completely forgot our dinner. i forgot to message you about staying late to finish my work and i didn’t apologize for both. i got mad when you were only worried about me. i lied about not wanting to eat there and begged you for it.” you continued, looking at him straight in the eyes.

“and you’re right about it. i’m sorry for always dodging to own up for my own mistakes. i was scared that everything might be happening because of me again. i ran away from them, so i will not be blamed for it. it’s a bad habit that i need to work on.” you said, smiling at him.

you raised both of your hands to your chest level.

“and thank you for always understanding me. thank you for being so patient with me. i’m very lucky to have someone like you beside me.” you then went and hugged him.

“i’m supposed to be the one saying it.” you added.

“saying what?” he confusedly asked, but still hugged you back tightly.

“i’m going to be selfish and ask for it. i might be tiring to deal with at times, but please don’t leave me, daichi.” you said.

he suddenly chuckled.

“then that would make us both selfish then, since we're asking for the same thing.” he said before pulling you to his lap.

he sat you down there and wiped some tears that were escaping your eyes. he held your cheek with one hand and yours immediately followed it, holding his below your hands. he angled both of your heads and made your foreheads touch each other.

“i won’t promise that there will never be a fight anymore, but there’s one thing i will promise.”

you smiled when you realized that you know what he’s going to say next.

“i promise i’ll love you for eternity.” you said in chorus, making you two laugh.

you two laid in bed for a few minutes, before going down and eating breakfast with everyone. you ate in peace knowing you learned that maybe even just a little bit, you finally understand why.

the reason why people bother with love.

sometimes you will just find someone who will make you risk getting hurt as long as you get to be with them. sometimes it might not turn out the way you expected it, but sometimes when you overcome it and still be with them, it could be the greatest thing that would happen to you.

sawamura daichi, thank you for making me take the risk.

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chance. 18+! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

asmodeus alice x reader

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i think i like this?

“azz-kun, where's (y/n)?” iruma asks asmodeus who’s next to him.

“don't worry, iruma-sama. she should already be in school by this time.” he replied.

he looked at the green-haired girl standing on the other side of iruma, planning to run off with his bag. before she set off, he managed to snatch iruma’s satchel sneakily.

“azz-azz! let's race to the school!” she challenged and ran off, not knowing that asmodeus had no qualms in ignoring her antics, now that he had protected iruma's bag.

“are you sure it's alright?” iruma asked, quite concerned.

“no need to worry, iruma-sama. she's as strong as me, after all.” he explained.

“no, i don’t mean that.” iruma said. “is it okay for you to walk to school with us and not her?” he questioned.

“i don’t see any problem with it. i’m sure she understands.” he assures.

and i can’t be close to her…

…

your wings flapped for the last time and soon reached the school grounds. you gracefully landed and immediately hid your wings. you regained your posture, tidying up your clothes.

“wow, it’s (y/n)-sama.” “beautiful as always.” “good morning, (y/n)-sama!”

you just smiled at them and replied greetings to them. you walked to the gate and saw the student council greeting the students with their enthusiastic voices. you greeted them too, bowing to them.

you looked around. obviously, they are aware you’re from a noble family, so having so many pairs of eyes watching you is nothing new. they are quite aware of your engagement with the one and only asmodeus alice. but…

like i thought. he’s with iruma again.

you laughed to yourself.

what am i expecting? our engagement was just arranged.

you shook your head and headed to the first-year’s tower and to your room.

i should never expect this to be a dreamy and romantic relationship.

…

(5 years later)

“(y/n)-sama, we’ve arrived.” your butler called for you outside the carriage, but he received no answer or signs that you’re getting ready to get out of the carriage.

“(y/n)-sama?” he repeated, knocking on the door.

he finally got your attention, more like, he finally woken you up from your short nap.

argh. my head hurts a bit. maybe i should’ve taken the medicine before leaving the house.

you stepped out and headed to meet david in the front door. he then led you to the head of the house.

“oh, (y/n)-chan! what brings you here? alice-chan is out training with iruma and the others.” amaryllis said as soon as she saw you.

“amaryllis-sama, it’s good to see you again. my father sends his regards.” you bowed to the woman in front of you.

you suddenly felt a soft feeling on your cheeks and to no one’s surprise, amaryllis jumped on you and straddled you with her arms.

“really! (y/n)-chan, you meanie! it’s ‘amu-chan’!” she whined as you tried to wriggle out of her hold and failed.

“a-amu-sama…” you muttered. she pouted.

“gosh, you and alice-chan will be graduating from babyls next month. after that, the wedding of both of you will take place, you both had your 20th demonic rites already. you need to get used to calling me like that. hearing that from my future daughter-in-law will make amu-chan so happy!” she said and tightened the embrace.

you looked away.

you’re anxious about it, to be honest.

it’s been six years since it was announced that you and alice will be engaged. throughout that time, never had you two done anything normal lovers usually do. you always believed that it’s because this is just a pact made to keep the power and connections of the families. that’s why he never bothered to show any curiosity to you and your relationship.

you sighed.

“oh? tired?” amaryllis worriedly asked, peeking down at you. you looked up and sadly, you can’t see anything but her chest.

“w-well… maybe a little bit. my head hurts, probably from traveling from our house to here.” you said.

“i see. david! please guide (y/n)-chan to alice-chan’s room.” she said to the butler.

huh?!

“i understand.” david replied.

“n-no! it’s okay! i’m okay. i can keep going. no need to take a nap, a-amu-sama.” you protested.

she tilted her head to the side and watched you. wondering why you’re so flustered.

“(y/n)-chan, don’t tell me, you’ve never been to alice-chan’s room?” she guessed, and guess what? it hit the target.

“i’ve been there, but…” you looked down and fiddled with your fingers.

seeing this, amaryllis grinned.

“david, please hurry up and guide (y/n)-chan. i’m heading out to a meeting. let’s just talk later (y/n)-chan, when i come back.” she waved and left.

you looked at david, almost snapping your head in the process. you looked at him with the most pleading eyes you can do.

he cleared his throat as he avoided meeting your eyes.

“(y/n)-sama, you know i can’t disobey amu-sama because she’ll definitely know about it no matter how hard we try to hide it. i apologize.” he said.

guess i can’t really avoid it. i don’t want to go there. i know he’s not there, but i won’t be able to sleep on his bed! it’s just physically and mentally impossible for me.

you sighed.

“what’s wrong? are you tired?”

a voice made you and david look behind you.

asmodeus was there walking to you, looking a bit worried after hearing you let out a deep and heavy sigh. his now long hair that reaches his lower chest level is tied up in a knot behind his head. his usual clothes fit right in him, he gained more muscles and his facial features have become more manly, yet sophisticating still.

“alice-sama, welcome home.” david greeted the man and you did the same.

“good afternoon, alice-sama.” you said.

“what time did you arrive here?” he asked.

“not long ago. amu– amaryllis-sama greeted me and we were just talking earlier.” you answered. “my father—”

“it’s fine, you don’t have to explain your purpose of visiting yet. you must’ve been tired from the trip. let’s go. david, prepare a meal for us later.” he instructed.

he started walking to his room’s direction while you followed behind him.

his room. i really can’t escape. i won’t be able to sleep there anyways, this is stressing me out even more.

you put your hand on your temple and massaged it a bit, asmodeus took notice of your action and stopped walking.

“do you want to take my hand? i’ll help you walk.” he suggested and offered his hand.

absolutely not! i’m sorry, but my brain is pulsating right now and you and your natural gentleman instincts are not helping one bit! now my heart and brain is throbbing.

“i would have to decline. i’ll be fine.” you said, which took a whole lot of courage to say.

declining him asking to hold your hand will probably be one of the moments and regrets you won’t ever forget in your demon life.

“oh. i see.” he muttered, pulling back his hands hesitantly. “then, let’s go. we’re close to my room.”

should i say it now? i can say it now! i should decline this one too and rest in another room. i’d be just too nervous to sleep there.

“alice-sama.” you called.

he turned around asking you without verbal speech what it was.

“i would like to take a rest in another room.” you informed him. “any room would do. i would like to take a rest in peace.” you added.

“why—” he stopped mid sentence and then looked away. “i understand. then use this room.” he said and opened the door of the room right in front of him. “david makes sure the sheets and others are checked regularly, so you don’t worry about the cleanliness of this room.”

you went inside and looked around for a bit.

“i’ll be in my room. david will call you when the food’s ready.” he said.

“ali—”

“well, if you’ll excuse me.” he intoned before closing the door and leaving.

“oh…” you just brushed it off and headed to the bed.

maybe this headache will be gone after a short nap.

still, nothing changed between us.

you immediately laid down on the bed, the headache is too much to bear. you immediately fell asleep as soon as you found a comfortable sleeping position.

after about half an hour, you turned to face the other direction your body was facing.

your mind and eyes are still a bit groggy, that must've been the reason why you almost can't remember it, but…

“sleep well, you're always worrying me.”

someone said those words. also, i'm pretty sure i felt them planting a kiss on my hair.

i'm too tired to open my eyes.

…

“alice-sama, (y/n)-sama, congratulations on your wedding. we wish you two a prosperous and good health.” another one from a noble man came and greeted both of you.

“thank you for your support. we appreciate it.” asmodeus replied. you just bowed to the man and he then left.

“azz-kun!”

that was all it took for asmodeus to drop his act and almost jump out of his seat to greet iruma.

in the past, i wasn’t so sure why alice was so obsessed with iruma, but i think i understand now. he’s strong and cute. and… i think how alice follows him around, sometimes i find it cute too.

you looked to your right and saw one of the servants from your household, one of the workers you’re most close with.

“azz-azz! congrats! splats!” valac said, jumping around.

“congratulations, azz-kun!” iruma followed.

“(y/n), i’ll just go and talk to iruma-sama for a minute. will you be fine here without me?” he consulted. you looked back at him and just nodded.

“don’t worry. i'll go talk to someone too. if you'll excuse me.” you said and stood. you went to the other side of the banquet hall and to where most of your friends and family are seated.

asmodeus followed your tracks with his eyes. he watches quietly as you make your way to a guy who he knows and won't forget. he's the same guy who subtly threatened him, the same day you and him were announced to be engaged.

as far as he remembers, his family works for your family and he naturally grew up there. he's a few years older than you and asmodeus, but you two grew up together and became quite close.

he still remembers the cold glare that guy gave him. he was walking back to his carriage and he was halted by him. he told him that he won't ever forgive him, if he did something to make you cry.

asmodeus just walked past him and ignored him that day, because he's not aware of your closeness with that guy. but, the moment he heard from ruha, one of your personal servants, about his fondness for you, it annoys him, just hearing his name.

“azz-kun?” iruma called for him when he noticed him glaring and almost shooting fire out of his eyes while he watched you talk to that guy.

“y-yes, iruma-sama?” asmodeus immediately replied.

“azz-azz, what's wrong? bathroom?” valac asked, and asmodeus hastily denied it's what he needed.

valac then looked at where he was looking earlier.

“ah! azz-azz, jealous?” she teased and pointed to you for iruma to see what she was talking about.

“iruma-sama, let's just go.” he just said and led iruma to the other guests.

meanwhile, you reached where you were headed and nudged at him.

“so, how was it?” you asked.

“i still don't know how to tell her.” gaf, the guy asmodeus was talking about, replied. voice full of worry and anxiousness.

“don't think about it too much and just tell her how you feel.” you said.

“(y/n)-sama, if it was that easy, i would've done it a long time ago.” he muttered and shook his head.

“listen. you know, i think ruha thinks you're in love with me.” you uttered and drank your beverage in your hand.

“huh? why would she think that way?” he asked, panicking.

“don't you have self awareness? just remember how you act every time she's around.” you said.

“when she's around? i get nervous when she's around so i usually talk to you to distract myself—” he stopped when he realized it. “i'm always by your side when she's around!” he gasped and placed a hand on top of his mouth.

“yeah, it's because you're such a coward to face your feelings and tell her the truth.” you said.

i'm not in the right position to tell him that, though.

“you should make things clear with her.” you told him.

he nodded and thanked you.

“thank you, (y/n)-sama! ah, that's right, can you send my apologies to alice-sama. seems like i was wrong about him. he's always glaring at me, so i'm scared to walk up to him. thank you! also, pick up the courage and do the first move already!” he said and ran off to ruha.

huh? what does he mean by that? apologies and first move?

but, how cute of them. gaf and ruha.

i wouldn't have realized that ruha liked gaf back if she didn't talk to me earlier. she was asking about how gaf reacted to my wedding.

i thought she was asking how he feels because i'm younger than him yet i'm getting married before him.

but, it's not. she's genuinely worried that gaf might be feeling hurt.

such pure and real love.

you tightened your hold on your glass, almost breaking it.

will i ever get to experience it?

“(y/n)-sama,” you looked behind you and saw one of the organizers talking to you.

“we’ll have to wrap up the party soon, so you and asmodeus-sama can now leave for the post-nuptial vacation.”

“ah, okay.” you quickly set the glass down on the table and walked back to where you were earlier. you saw asmodeus coming back too.

this party is coming to an end. we’ll be having our post-nuptial vacation so—

wait! post-nuptial vacation? honeymoon?! that would mean—

wait! why did i just think of it now?

or was it just going over my head because i keep on worrying about stupid things?

as the host slowly wraps up that party, you remembered what gaf said earlier.

i don't know what happened between them, but whatever.

“um, alice-sama,” you leaned over to him. the sounds were a bit loud, so you had to. he didn't seem to hear it, so you tugged on his sleeves.

he looked at you and smiled.

“yes? what is it?” he asked.

your cheeks almost burned seeing up close his soft smile, not the first time, but still.

i'll be sharing a bed with him soon, but i'm still so awkward. what do i—

wait. is this what gaf was telling? the first move?

“what is it?” his gentle voice brought you back to reality.

you have to give it to the venue for having a color scheme of pink for the wedding. you can just say that the colors might just be reflecting your face, that's why it's crazy pink right now. you leaned closer to him, covering the side of your mouth from the others.

i can do this! i'm now his wife!

“well, gaf wanted me to tell—”

you suddenly stopped when you noticed how his expression suddenly dropped and went from face looking at you lovingly to a cold one.

eh? why is he—

“m-my apologies. i didn't mean to anger you.” you let go of your hold on his sleeve and looked straight at the guests.

maybe i'm going a bit overboard and overestimating the measly title of being his ‘wife’.

“when will this party end?” you just asked yourself.

…

“alice-sama, (y/n)-sama, we've arrived.” the driver of the carriage announced and you looked outside and saw a small isolated house. there was a waterfall not far from the house, even a swing tied on a branch of a tree.

the house looks old, but it gives off a feeling of peacefulness.

asmodeus went out first, before escorting you down the carriage. after moving the belongings, the driver left.

“this is a private property, but i'm going to take a look around to make sure. you can go ahead and wash yourself.” he said.

you just nodded and went to find where the bedroom is. when you found it, you looked around for a bit and settled your things. feeling a bit tired, you decided to take a bath.

we'll be staying here for a week, but… what's with the amount of clothes ruha packed for me?

it's not like we're staying here for a good whole month.

as you sighed, your eyes caught a bright red colored drawstring bag.

“hm? what is this?” you picked up the bag and opened it up.

hm?

you pulled it out and your face immediately turned red.

“what is this?!” you shouted. you threw the piece of clothing back on the bed.

why did ruha pack lingerie too?! i don't need that!

“what happened?!” asmodeus slammed open the door. he ran as soon as he heard your voice.

and as soon as you heard his voice too, you covered the bed, the lingerie specifically, by sitting on it.

“i'm fine! sorry, i just saw a bug on the window.” you lied, so nervous, you feel like sweats are dripping down your face.

“on the window?” he walked to the said window and inspected it. he can't find the 'not-there-in-the-first-place' bug.

“i think it flew away already.” you slowly picked up the cloth underneath you and stealthy made your way to the bathroom.

when asmodeus turned around, you flinched and stopped walking. you made sure to hide the lingerie behind you. you looked at him nervously.

“y-yes?” you asked him.

“(y/n),” he ran his hands through his hair. “i won't do anything to you. i know you think this is all just arrangements for family's power and influence. i know i am not gaf, so i don't have plans to do things you don't want to. you can lower your guard.” he said.

“i'll be checking the surroundings of the house.”

he then went out and you were left with a puzzled look on your face.

what does he mean ‘i think’?

he's the one acting like this is just like that, of course i’ll think that way.

i have been aware of it ever since i was a child, that being daughter of a noble family would mean i will have to marry someone from a noble family too.

seeing that my parents, who also got their marriage arranged by their parents, definitely love each other, i promised myself that once it was announced who my husband will be, i'll devote myself and protect them.

i never failed to show that i am loyal to that engagement. yet, he's the one who's always avoiding and making excuses to not be close to me.

who is he to tell me that i think this marriage is just for convenience, when he's the one acting like that?

you just huffed and went to the bathroom bringing your toiletries with you.

after taking a bath, you didn’t even bother to go out and eat dinner. you feel too upset and hurt to even feel hunger.

as soon as you dried your hair, you sat on the bed. there’s only one room here, so he’ll, without a doubt, be sleeping in the same bed. you were so anxious earlier in the party, but right now, you want nothing but to sleep away the heavy feeling in your chest.

this relationship would bring me nothing but pain.

…

after checking every corner of the house, asmodeus went out and walked to the waterfalls. it wasn’t that far, so he thought he'd stop by and look.

when he got there, he was surprised by its beauty. the waterfall is not that high. the flow of the water is not fast too, so the noises it makes are soft and calming. the pool under the waterfall was clear white, you can almost see everything. it's not deep either.

this is like a private waterfall. (y/n) would like this.

he smiled to himself, before going back to his tracks and to the house.

he went to the bedroom and was about to ask you to come with him, but he noticed your figure sleeping soundly already.

“oh. she must've been tired.” he said.

he then decided to just take a bath too and follow you and sleep too.

but…

“ngh—!”

you suddenly got awakened by the sound of the bathroom door being closed carelessly. you sat on your ass, one strap of your nighties slipped down your shoulder.

you found asmodeus there with a towel wrapped around his waist and nothing else. his hair is down, still a bit wet. it looks like he didn't manage to finish drying it.

your eyes trailed down from his hair, to his neck where droplets of water fall down to his collarbone to his chest. your eyes went further down subconsciously, gazing at his toned stomach. your throat bobbed up.

you then noticed that you shouldn't be staring at it. you shook your head and looked at his face to ask him. you finally noticed how flushed his face is while looking away from you.

“what's wrong? are you feeling sick?” you asked him. you stood up and started walking to him, not even bothering to fix the strap, almost exposing your chest.

“there—” he stopped and recollected his thoughts and poise.

he tried his best to hide how hot his cheeks feel at the moment, but it was all for nothing. you stopped in front of him, your eyes are still a bit droopy being woken up from the slumber. you rubbed one of your eyes as you talked to him.

“alice-sama? is everything alright?” you asked.

once he calmed down, he nodded his head and then looked at you, only to view from his height, your peeking mound. he immediately looked away and put a hand over his lower face, the back of his hand touching his mouth.

“w-what are you doing?” he asked.

you confusedly looked at him.

“uh… asking if you’re alright?” you answered still a bit baffled.

he cleared his throat.

“there’s something in the vanity table in the bathroom.” he said.

you were puzzled, but you made your way to the bathroom. you looked at the said table and your eyes enlarged. you ran to it and snatched the lingerie you forgot to put away earlier.

“this is— alice-sama!” you panicked as you went back to him.

“mhm.” he just hummed.

“it was ruha. she was probably playing a prank on me. i’m sorry.” you said.

“no, you don’t have to apologize.” he said, still looking away.

now that i think about it, maybe ruha was subtly getting back at me, because she thinks gaf likes me, but while also subtly supporting me.

“i should tell gaf about it.” well, obviously not the lingerie part.

you started walking to the closet to put away the clothes, but you suddenly felt asmodeus hand on your wrist.

“what are you going to tell him?”

you looked at him, again confused.

“yes?” you furrowed your brows. “ah, was i thinking out loud? i’m sorry.”

“do you love him?” he suddenly asked.

“huh?”

you flinched a bit when you suddenly felt him wrapped his cold arms around you.

“a-alice-sama?!”

huh?! what?!

“i may not be in the position to tell you this and i don’t have the rights, but i want to ask you to talk about him less when i’m around.” he mumbled.

‘him’? is he talking about gaf?

“i know you can’t help but talk about the person you love—”

“okay, wait a minute, alice-sama. i think you’re misunderstanding something.” you said as you lightly pushed him away.

“what did i misunderstand?” he looked at you with such tender eyes.

“alice-sama, gaf is like a brother to me. we both grew up in the same place and we are both an only child. so we just naturally became close, but we’re more of a sibling-like, not friend—”

all of the sudden, all you can see is his closed eyes so close and his lips touching yours. his hands on your back and your nape. you froze, your orbs wide open.

he seemed like he realized what he just did and suddenly separated from you. his face is almost the same color as his hair. he let both his hands fall until it reached yours.

“i apologize for my rudeness. i was happy, i lost control of my actions.” he muttered.

he held your hands and pulled it up to his lips.

“all this time i thought that way and thought i’ll be in the way of your happiness if i acted like your partner. but, if you don’t feel that way for him, then that means i have a chance of winning over your love.”

you looked at him, still a bit surprised by the kiss earlier.

you have no one else to compete though. and you already won it over.

still, i didn’t know he felt this way. did he avoid me in the past because of the same reason?

but in doing so, i became insecure and unsure of my role in this marriage.

you bit your lower lip and tried to stop yourself from tearing up.

“(y/n)? did i say something wrong?” he worriedly asked.

“alice-sama, by avoiding me in the past, it brought pain upon me.” you said and looked at the ground.

he wanted to believe that he must’ve misheard that, but his brain knew he didn’t. he clasped your hand tighter, like how his heart tightened hearing your voice, obviously trying hard to to break.

“i-i’m sorry, i didn’t know the consequences of doing that. i want to know the reason why it hurted you, so i can avoid doing it again, (y/n).” he pleaded.

he let go of one of your hands and placed it to cup your cheek, silently asking you to look up at him.

i shouldn’t be, but i wanted to be a liar and a bit selfish tonight.

you raised your gaze to him, but different from what he thought, your eyes are serious.

“because you avoided all that time, i always thought this would be a marriage of convenience. but, i’ll give you a chance of winning over my love…” you said, looking straight at him.

he doesn't know why he’s a bit nervous of your stare, but he’s happy that you’re giving him a chance. he smiled.

“thank you—”

“...starting tonight.”

you get on your tip-toe and reach for his lips. you kissed him that took him by surprise. it took him a minute before he finally functioned again. you put one hand on his shoulder and the other one on his cheek.

when he finally relaxed, he placed his palm on your waist and one hand on the back of your head, he lightly pushed it towards his face, deepening the connection of your lips. you were getting short on breath and wanted to break away and take in some oxygen, but you didn’t even manage to when he felt you opening your mouth. he let his tongue explore your insides.

his mouth still tastes a bit minty from the toothpaste he just used in the bathroom. your tongues danced with each other, exchanging enzymes.

he’ll let you take a breath and then pull you again to his lips.

he’s not letting you get away from him. not when he finally got a taste of your lips, he thinks about at night while he beats his meat, every time you mess up his brain just by thinking of you.

he nibbles on your lower lips while his hands travel up and down your sides. you just found your hands doing the same and reaching his already exposed chest.

and then going further down to his stomach. you felt him tense a bit. you opened your eyes and he finally let go of your lips, already almost swollen.

he then went and attacked your neck next.

“you always smell so alluring, you don’t know how much self-restraint i had to do to stop myself from pulling you on my lap and not let anyone else come close to you just so i could do this.”

he pulled you closer, your chest touching his. he ran the tip of his nose through your skin, giving you a tingling feeling. he gave your neck a wet kiss before sucking on the skin and leaving a hickey.

he pulled away and admired his work. looking at it with proud and craving eyes.

his hand then found your nighties’ thin strap. he looked at you and you nodded, giving him permission. he took off your clothes and let it slide down your body to the ground. his eyes trailed down your naked body in front of him. feeling his hot gaze, you subconsciously covered up using your hands and looked away.

he held you by your chin and made you face him.

“why are you hiding?” he asked lovingly, kissing you on the side of your eyes.

“i’m embarrassed.” you sheepishly answered.

“don’t be when you’re this beautiful.” he said. “let me see all of you.” he asked.

you slowly remove your hands that’s over your tits, letting them go with a bounce. so as the hand down there.

your eyes shifted downwards when you saw something move. your face becomes beet red when you notice his rock hard member poking through the towel around his waist.

he once again planted his nose on your neck, you instinctively tilted your head allowing him to have more access to your skin.

“(y/n), are you sure you wanted to do this?” he asked while giving you small kisses on the neck.

“didn’t you want to win me over?” you said answering his question with a question.

he chuckled.

“you’re right. i shouldn’t waste the opportunity you gave me, right?” he muttered.

you suddenly felt his arms on the back of your knees, he lifted you and walked to the bed. he laid you down, back flat on the mattress, your ass just on the edge of the bed. he stood in between your legs.

“i’ll be sure to do my best for my dearest wife.” he smirked.

he slowly removed the only piece of clothing he’s wearing and you can’t help but fix your eyes on it. you’ve already got a hunch from earlier when it was poking out of the towel, but nothing beats seeing the real thing.

you bit your lower lip and let out a heavy and shaky breath.

“my eyes are up here, but i don’t even mind.”

he leaned down and rested his forearm on each side of you and his face right in front of you.

“does seeing my naked body already win you over?” he teased, pecking on your lips.

“o-of course not!” you denied.

“that’s right. i need to do even more to make you fall in love with me, right?” he uttered, his lips slowly going down your neck again.

then to your collarbone.

“for example, giving you the feeling of pleasure in every place you want.” he added.

his mouth soon found your mound.

he cupped both of it and buried his face in between.

“you’re so beautiful, so perfect.” he muttered under his lips.

he then took one of your nipples in his mouth, surprising you. you let out a gasp and looked at him. his other hand played with your other breast, but he made sure to give both the same attention. he nibbled and sucked on your nipples, while the other hand pinch and massage your mound.

“a-alice-sama—” you moaned. your hand found its way to his head.

he looked up at you and he felt his cock throb when you looked down to him with such lustful eyes, like you wanted more.

and as a good husband that he is, of course he’ll give it to his beloved wife that he’s so obsessed with.

“open up your legs for me.” he ordered and you immediately complied.

you watch as he gets his knees on the floor and hooked your legs with his arms.

“alice-sama?”

“shh. don’t worry. i’ll make sure it’ll make you feel good.” he promised you and you just nodded.

you sat on your ass to see him closer. he gave your inner thigh a kiss and bite on its skin. he smiled seeing and smelling your leak.

she’s so turned on, it’s so drenched here.

he relaxed his tongue and let it lap up your wet slit. he moved his tongue up and purposely hit your clit and you gave him the reaction he wanted.

you tensed up your legs feeling his warm muscles. you almost closed your legs on his head, if he didn’t hold it in its place. he gives your slit kisses while he cleans out the juices coming out of your entrance. he then moved his attention to your sensitive bud.

he flicked his tongue against it, earning a soft moan from you. you immediately covered your mouth, feeling a bit ashamed of the sound you just let out.

it had a complete opposite effect on your newly-husband though.

it made him even more excited than he already was, so much that he feels like could cum from just teasing your clit and hearing your moans.

he then continued to torture your bud with pleasure.

he watches between your legs as your face distorts from the feeling of his tongue on your love button and in your entrance.

“alice-sama… feels good…” you whispered under your breath, eyes closed and mind filled with the ecstasy of love.

he chuckled right on your cunt. the vibrations from it almost sent you to paradise of bliss.

“feels good? hm?” he asked, twirling his tongue on your bud. you nodded.

“if you love it that much, i can always go down on you. everyday… anytime you want.”

he gave your slit one last lick before separating from it. you let out a disappointed sigh and bucked your hips towards him. he just pecked on your inner thighs.

he trailed kisses to your stomach, up to your chest, to your neck, until he reached your lips.

“do you want something else beside my tongue inside you?”

you slowly nodded. ashamed of the shameful desires you ask him, yet it also makes you wet even more.

“alice-sama…” you pleaded to him, looking straight to his eyes.

“‘alice’. call me ‘alice', (y/n).” he asked.

“alice, i want it…”

“that’s a good girl.”

he pecked another kiss from you, before he pulled away. you watched as his finger grazed upon your cunt, scooping up some of your leaks, making you tremble under his touch.

he spread the liquid on his shaft, jerking his hand up and down.

you bit your lip on the sight. heavy breaths coming out of asmodeus mouth as he readies himself, before taking you.

he lined up the tip of his cock right at your entrance.

“i’m going in.” you nodded quite slow. not sure of yourself if you can take all his length.

he dipped his tip in. and he can already feel your tightness.

he could only chuckled out at the pleasure of you strangling his cock.

“so tight and warm down here, my dear.” he said as he slowly enters you, while also giving you time to adjust from time to time as he goes in.

when he finally gets his full member inside you, you can definitely tell how much he's restraining himself from starting to thrust hips from the way he's panting like a feral animal who just wants to devour what's in front of them.

still, he held himself back and gave you time to adjust to his length, even if that means holding back every time your gummy walls clench around his cock.

he rested his head on your shoulder and you can hear his heavy breaths even more now. you place your hand on his back, while your eyes roll to the back of your head every time you feel his cock throb, subtly asking you to let them make friction with your insides already.

“c-can i move now?” he asked as he pulled back a bit. he watches as your face shows blatant pleasure, only making him more desperate to move.

you opened your eyes to see him begging with his eyes. you grinned.

he already knows what’s on your mind.

“please… i wanna move. please, baby…” he cried out.

who would’ve thought that this horny desperate man in front of you, is the same man who is always so noble and virtuous?

i take pride that i’m the one who gets to see it.

but, i’m not gonna say that now.

“go on, alice.” you permitted him. “make me feel good.”

“yes. i will. thank you. thank you so much.” he joyfully replied.

he pulled his hips away and thrusted it back in. you bit the back of your hand, holding back your moans. he placed your legs to wrap around his waist. he slowly gets into the rhythm, pace gradually getting faster.

he held you by your hips and gripped it as if you’re going to disappear. it will surely leave a mark tomorrow.

your head is thrown back as your digits reach down to your clit, searching for more stimulation, as if you’re not drowned already just by the way he’s drilling his dick in you.

asmodeus noticed your hands, and he’ll be lying if he said that he doesn't like the view of you pleasuring yourself, while he’s going in and out of you.

“hahh…” he groans. he leaned down and his mouth found your breast.

he caged your nippled with his teeth, nibbling and then sucking like a child searching for milk.

“alice… more…” you said in between your moans.

“yes, baby. of course, i’ll give you more.” he complied. he pulled away for a bit and you felt a bit disappointed for a bit, but he consoled you by a quick kiss.

he held your thighs and placed them over his shoulders. his knees rested on the edge of the bed.

he lined up his cock to your hole once again and this time he didn’t have to wait for you to adjust. it was wet enough for him to move like a rabbit in heat.

he pecked kisses on your messed up face, muttering how good you feel and how beautiful you are, how he’d make sure to fuck you like this always, how he’d satisfy all your carnal desires. how he’ll give it to you anytime and anywhere you want.

listening to his promises, while he plunges in you is a bad combination.

he knows it too.

just by the way, your walls clench tighter and tighter around him every second that passes.

“alice, ‘m cumming…” you announced as you dug your nails deeper on his back. crescent nail marks will surely show up later.

“give it to me, it’s okay. let’s cum together.” he said as he gets his pace faster.

“i’ll give it all to you— ngh—! it’s coming out…”

with one more snap of his hips, you released your high, tightening around his cock, making him reach his climax too.

…

“mhm~” you groaned as the sun rays peered through your lids. you slowly opened your eyes and stretched your arms upwards.

you sat on your ass as you rubbed your eyes. holding the duvet up to cover your breast.

ugh. my hips hurt, what the hell?

“good morning.” asmodeus greeted as he followed your actions and sat. he placed a kiss on the back of your shoulder and looked up at you.

memories flowed in like a rough river.

“a-alice-sama—”

“mhm-mm. ‘alice’.” he pouted against your skin. “call me ‘alice’,”

you looked away, in front, and covered your face with your hands.

ahhh! what is this? this is so embarrassing!

you noticed that the duvet fell out of your hands and you finally saw how your body is covered up in love bites and marks.

just how much did we do it yesterday?!

asmodeus wrapped his arm around your waist and used the other one to press against the mattress to keep himself up.

“a-alice, good morning.” you greeted him back.

“mhm. good morning kiss?” he opened his arm and plucked out his lips, as he waited for the kiss.

looking at him now, you saw that his body is just as marked up as yours. especially his neck.

now that i think about it, i was trying hard to hold back my moans, so i just used his neck to keep my mouth busy.

you leaned closer to him and pecked on his lips.

he pulled you close, before you could get away. caging you in his arms.

“so? how was i? am i worthy enough for you? you passed out on me in our 5th round. thankfully, i had enough strength to clean both of us.” he said, muzzling his face on your skin.

“well…” you smiled.

“mhm?” he hummed.

“i guess you passed.” you said and gave him a kiss.

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riddle.

oikawa tooru x reader

wc: 0.9k

gosh i remembered when my classmate hit me with this back in elem days, that guy had the rizz in him since childhood hahaha jk

“hey, (y/n)-chan,” oikawa called, turning around his body, still sitting on his seat.

you narrowed your eyes first and stared at the guy sitting in front of you before answering.

"what?" you suspiciously asked.

"i have a riddle for you." he said excitedly. he turned his whole body now, facing you.

"i'm sure it's just some stupid ones." you shrugged and went back to what you were doing, which was reading.

"it's not, it's not." he said and flashed a smile.

you looked at him, one brow raised. he just stared back at you, still grinning. you sighed. you closed your book and put it down. you put your elbow on the table and rested your left cheek on your palms.

"what is it? it better be a real one, i'll slap you if it's not." you passively said.

"of course, it's real. what do you think of me?" he proudly said.

"an idiot." you casually replied.

“you didn't have to answer that!” he said.

“so, what's the riddle?” you questioned.

he extended his arms and asked for your hand. you gave it to him, too focused to answer his riddle. he held your hand above his, he asked you to open it, your palms facing up.

“okay, here goes.” he started. he traced the crease in the middle of your palms.

“suppose this is a river. it's too deep to walk through, too fast to swim across, too broad to jump over and too long to go around. a bunny stumbled upon the river but managed to pass through. how did the bunny do it?”

you watched him explain the problem and when he finished, you looked up at him with a furrowed brow.

what is that bunny doing there in the first place? you asked yourself.

you closed your eyes to think.

a river.

too deep to walk through.

too fast to swim across.

too broad to jump over.

and too long to go around.

hmm...

when you opened your eyes, you were met by oikawa, seeming to mirror your stance. he also has his cheeks resting on his hand too, but his wide smirk is what differs. you clicked your tongue and recited the riddle once again.

the smirk he had motivates you to solve it and shove it to his face.

i'm sure he knows how competitive i am, sorry i ain't giving up on this yet.

“want me to repeat it?” he asked.

“sure, no prob.” you confidently say.

he fixed his position again and you both placed your attention on your hand that he still holds. this time he tightened his grip.

“listen carefully.” he warned.

what? is there a hint in his demonstration?

you made sure not to miss anything as he repeated the riddle. watching carefully as he traces the longest lines on your palms again.

“okay, so this is a river. it's too deep to walk through, too fast to swim across, too broad to jump over and too long to go around. a bunny stumbled upon the river but managed to pass through. how did the bunny do it?” he restated.

huh?! what the hell is it?! there's nothing weird in what he's doing nor the question! what is the answer?!

how did the bunny make it to the other side?!

i wanna know!

“ah! the bunny's friend helped him!” you cheerfully answered, confident that it was the right one.

“i'm pretty sure i said 'a bunny', but since you're there, how did they do it?” he checked and you froze.

“they made a ladder that can reach the other side...?” you sheepishly answered, realizing how dumb what you just said.

“as i said, the river's too broad, and if they made a bunny ladder made of themselves, it's impossible not to touch the water, if they touch the water they'll get swept away by the current.” he contrasted.

“they flew?”

“no magic involved.”

you slumped your shoulders.

he sighed.

“okay, listen. this is the last time i'll repeat it. this is a river. it's too deep to walk through, too fast to swim across, too broad to jump over and too long to go around. a bunny stumbled upon the river but managed to pass through. how did the bunny do it?” he recited and did the demonstration on your palm again. you stared at your hand.

why does he keep repeating it?

is the answer hidden in the question itself?

but, there's nothing out of the ordinary in the question.

what's the—

your thoughts were cut off when you heard the classroom's door open.

“ah, our math teacher's here.” oikawa muttered. he went to his seat properly.

argh! i wasn't able to answer it!

i wanna know the answer!

while the teacher was recalling the topic yesterday, oikawa felt a tap on his back. he looked at you. you're bitter that you weren't able to solve it, but you're eager to know the answer.

“okay, i give up. tell me the answers.” you whispered to him, leaning forward.

oikawa stared at you for a bit then broke a large smile on his lips. you furrowed your brows together.

“well, who knows?” he muttered, smiling.

“what?” you confusedly tilted your head.

“who cares about how the bunny crosses the river? i just wanted to hold your hand, hehe.” he shrugged off, but still with a teasing grin and then looked back at your teacher, who almost noticed him looking behind.

stupid.

did you just use my competitiveness against me?

you thought as you buried your face in your hand, feeling your cheeks getting hot. your seatmate saw you and asked if you were alright, while oikawa just looked ahead with a smile from ear to ear.

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drunk talk.

bokuto koutarou x reader

wc: 1.3k

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you were woken up from your afternoon nap when you heard your phone went off continuously. you grumpily reached for it on the nightstand just beside the bed.

as if a spell was cast on you, your expression immediately lit up, when you saw the notification.

bokuto has been more expressive and more clingy this past week. he does things like staring at you while you do work and he'd always bring you sweets and flowers every time he came home.

just yesterday, he brought you another necklace.

though you want to know why he's like that, you don't mind it, in fact, you love it. that's why you make sure to show him how much you love him too.

you looked at the time on your phone and it's already quarter to five.

i guess i should clean up the house. you thought as you fixed your hair and stood up.

...

*ding dong*

you were woken up from your slumber for the second time today when the sound of the doorbell rang throughout the living room of the house you shared with your boyfriend.

ah bad. i fell asleep while cleaning.

you drowsily rubbed your eyes as you walked to the door, not minding the unfinished work.

you opened it and there was akaashi looking so done with his life, while your partner hanged on his left shoulder.

“akaashi, did he drink that much?” you said looking at him pitifully.

“yeah,” he stated. “...but he's acting weird today.”

you wanted to ask what he meant, but you told him to get in first to at least place bokuto on the couch and rest his shoulder.

he softly throws his previous captain on the couch as you take off bokuto's shoes. when you came back from putting the footwear on the shoe rack, you offered akaashi water.

“hey, what do you mean earlier?” you asked him, worried that bokuto might be having a problem.

“normally, he would be so energetic and loud, but today he just drank and drank. i immediately noticed it, that's why i didn't drink too much because i'm sure he'll be too drunk later on.” akaashi explained and chugged on the water you gave him.

you looked at bokuto and you noticed how troubled his expression is, even though he's sleeping.

“did he tell you anything?” you queried the editor who’s looking at bokuto.

“sadly, he passed out before i could ask him anything.” he sighed and fixed his glasses.

after you talked a bit to akaashi, he bid farewell to you, since he has work tomorrow. you sent him off while thanking him for looking out for the drunk guy on your couch.

you went to the bathroom after to get a bowl and towel to clean up bokuto. you crouched beside the couch and slowly took his arm.

you successfully wiped it, so went to the other arm. as you reached for it, you suddenly froze when he groaned.

“hm? who you?” he questioned looking at you suspiciously.

here it is again. every time bokuto is drunk, he always fails to recognize anyone. anyone.

“ah. i was with akaashi. you're akaashi, right?” he wanted to confirm, but you just smiled at him and offered him water, but he refused.

he turned his body to the side, he's facing the backrest of the couch and his arm dangled on the edge of it.

“akaashi…” he called even though akaashi's not there.

you just decided to go along with it, hoping you'd catch something funny that you can tell him tomorrow once he comes to his senses.

“yes?” you answered, putting a low tone to your voice.

“i want to ask you something.” he said, not moving from his current position.

“what is it?”

“i don't know what to do.”

“about what? tell me.” you listened to him intently.

is he going to talk about what's bothering him?

“actually, i love (y/n)...” you replied with a hum. “but…” he refutes.

but?

he changed his position again and now he's facing the ceiling with his arms covering his eyes. this is the first time you saw him this serious while drunk.

“i love her, but i don't love her.” he whispered and bit his lips.

“what?” you were unsure whether you heard it right or not.

i must’ve misheard it, but i’m pretty sure i didn’t. what is he talking about?

“what do you mean?” you let go of the towel accidentally making it land on the bowl, splashing water on its surroundings.

“what i mean is that i'm not feeling the same way as before. i love (y/n), but it's not the same love i'm feeling from before.” he said, his lips were quivering and his voice was a bit shaky.

“i'm trying, akaashi. i'm trying to bring back the love. i’m doing the things i did when we were still new to the relationship. i'm hoping the love would come back, but…” a tear fell on the side of his eyes, down to his ears.

“what if it doesn't come back?” his voice was getting quieter and quieter.

“what if my love for her fades away?” he sobs.

you just stood there looking at him talking. a lot of information came in at once, it seems like your mind can't keep up.

he doesn't feel the same anymore? so the reason he's been extra sweet lately is that he wanted to revive his feelings for me?

you let out a laugh and comb your hair with your fingers.

“what are you laughing for, akaashi?” he fixed his position, sat on his butt and looked up at you, even though his eyes were still blurry.

“nothing. it's just, (y/n) thought nothing of it when you were extremely sweet and clingy, though she loves it, now she feels like shit knowing what was the reason.” you tried to finish what you were saying, while also trying to keep the tears from falling.

he confusedly looked at you. you cleared your throat and clenched your hand.

“why don't you just tell her the truth? that you've already fallen out of love?” he lowered his head and placed both of his hands on the sides of his head.

“but, i promised her forever.”

he said, vocals almost inaudible, because of how shaky it is. anyone who can see him right now, can tell that what he's showing right now is what he really feels deep inside him.

“i promised that to her, and i still don't want her to be sad.” he clasped both of his hands.

“but you shouldn't lead me on that you're still mine because that hurts much more thinking all your i love you's are genuine, but it isn't. it’s not love, if you’re faking it.”

you sighed heavily, you felt as if your legs lost all their power, you suddenly wanted to sit down. you did, but on the floor right in front of your boyfriend.

you looked at him while cries and worried about what to do with himself for minutes and minutes.

it seems like he sobered up.

you smiled weakly and reached for his cheeks. you noticed how he melted into it, now you know that he's really back to his senses.

“babe…?” he muttered and looked at you.

you saw how his eyes showed terror now that he'd realized that the one he's talking to all the time was you and not akaashi.

“b-babe, i—” he held your hand that was on his face, but you pulled it out of his grip.

you nodded slowly, smiling at him.

“shh. it's okay. we can talk about it tomorrow. you should take a rest for now.” you said and walked towards your guy's room, refusing to let even a drop of tear fall in front of him.

bokuto watched as you took each step. what he's feeling right now doesn't seem right.

it is as if you're walking away from him for good, but he feels like he should run after you.

but, shouldn't he feel that way if he had already fallen out of love, right?

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luza-wayne · 3 months

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wait a little bit more.

ukai keishin x reader

wc: 2.5k

i love this omg, ukai is sooo underrated like he's so handsome! he's definetely in my top 5 man in hq, anw enjoyyy let me know what you think about it

he sighed deeply.

the person who lives in an apartment down the street from the sakanoshita shop, who also comes by everyday, is there.

she's there again.

he stared at her, unamused but with no irritation evident on his face. his cigarette butt clasped between his middle and pointer finger lets out its smoke as he rests his cheeks on his palm.

“welcome.” he greets you with no enthusiasm, since it's just his usual customer.

“ukai-san, good afternoon.” you bowed slightly to him.

“mhm, you too. what are you looking for?” he asks.

your eyelashes flutter, rather fast. obviously surprised and a bit panicked.

“i— i'm not sure yet. can i go take a look around first?” you answered.

again. the blonde guy thought.

“go ahead. take your time.” he brushes off again.

you bowed to him one more time before heading to the middle section of the store.

as soon as you walked far enough, he sighed again.

just what is she doing?

…

“welcome.” he welcomes her again.

he didn't even bother to remove the newspaper in his face. seeing this, you just walked in, straight to the food section.

you picked up two snacks and a drink and headed to pay for the stuff.

“u-um… here.” you said, calling for his attention.

he hastily removed the paper in front of him and looked at you a bit surprised. he looked down to the foods you placed on the counter.

“ukai-san?”

“a-ah! sorry, i was startled for a second there. i didn't think you'd be fast today.” he stood from his seat.

it might become annoying if i always do that. you thought.

“i thought you'll walk around the store for a while, like you usually do.” he laughs as he checks out your purchase.

you looked down, flushed from hearing him laugh for the first time ever since you started going here.

“well, i think i got used to you a bit.” he smiles as he hands you your food.

you cautiously reached for it and bowed to him.

as you walked to the door, he sat back in his chair and went back to reading, but before you stepped out of the shop, he said—

“ah, i don't mind that you stay for a long time.” he casually said and lit up a cigarette.

you stood frozen for a while, while he just looked at the newspaper, peeking at you through his peripheral vision, before you ran out suddenly.

he almost bit his cigar seeing that your reaction wasn't what he expected.

“huh? what? did i weird her out? here i was thinking it would be cool if i said that.” he scratched his head in confusion.

…

the door of the shop opened for who knows how many, but his shoulder slumps everytime the one coming in is not the one he wanted to see.

will she not come anymore?

“thank you for your patronage.” he said as a group of students exits the shop.

he looks at the clock and his anticipation gets higher and higher.

she comes by at this time most of the days.

as he watched the clock tick, he heard the door sliding open.

he looks at it with delight.

“coach! treat us some meat buns!”

just as tanaka was about to step in, with hinata, nishinoya and kageyama behind him, a gun gun bar flew to his face.

“go home!”

…

it's almost evening, though it's still far from the time he closes the shop, he's tense thinking how you might not come.

he wanted to know if you were upset about yesterday, and if you were, he might as well apologize.

as he was stacking up some stuff in the farthest alley, someone came in that he didn't hear.

he only noticed that someone came in when he heard a shuffling.

oh, there's a customer. i didn't get to greet them. he thought as he put the last one on the shelf.

he stood up and picked up the box, unfolding it and putting it away.

“huh?! wait– what should i even say?!” he said as he slumps back on his chair.

like should i say– "hey, about yesterday, sorry.", but what if she doesn't remember it or thinks i'm an idiot for stressing over something like that?

wait. is she mad in the first place, or not?

i don't know!

“argh!” he ruffles his hair in distress.

“are you okay, ukai-san?”

“yeah, just thinking about he—”

he snaps his head upward and jumps out of his chair in surprise.

his actions also made you flinch a bit.

“w-welcome!” ukai chants his greetings out of nowhere.

“huh? uh… thank you? i'm here to pay already, though.” you said as you pointed your picks on the counter.

he felt a bit embarrassed for acting like an idiot. he cleared his throat and started to scan your purchases.

he suddenly feels a bit antsy, now that you're here.

should i bring it up now? maybe… later.

he continued scanning your item, until the last one.

how about now? but, it feels like my tongue is tied! i don’t even know why i feel the urge to apologize!

until he puts everything in the bag and you hand him your payment.

keishin! what are you doing?! you wasted your chance! now she's leaving!

you started to walk, making him sigh.

“um, ukai-san.” you called him. he immediately looks at you.

“yes? i'm ‘ukai-san’.” he titled himself, gaining a chuckle from you.

“can i study here for a few minutes? i forgot my keys in my room and my roommate is still in their class.” you shyly asked him.

“oh, so you're still a student.” he mutters innately.

“yes. i'm a graduating college student.” you replied.

“really? congratulations.” he said without thinking again.

“huh? not yet, but thank you.” you said and bowed.

“ah. sorry. go ahead. you can use that table.” he permitted and pointed to the furniture in front of the counter.

you thanked him again and sat down, facing toward the direction of the counter and placed your bag on the table.

he then acted like he's reading the newspaper again.

graduating, huh? she's older than sawamura.

wait. how old are those brats again?

ah, forget it.

then, about 22 or 23...

“ukai-san.” he sets down the paper until his eyes show and looks at you. “your newspaper is upside down.”

a hint of pink tint showed on his cheek and he threw away the newspaper and turned his chair sideways and also lit up a cigarette.

oh. that’s right. he thought.

“hey, sorry about yesterday. i feel like i ticked you off.” he said.

you looked up at him confused. yesterday? he pissed me off? when? yesterday, i was jus—

“ah! no!” you moved your hands in front of you left and right. “yesterday, i was—”

no! i can’t tell him i was just feeling too happy, i don’t know what to do. he might think i like him— i mean, i do, but i don’t have plans to tell him right now.

“i forgot to lock the door, so i was in a hurry, hehe.” you awkwardly laughed.

you were both relieved.

he was relieved that you weren’t mad and you were relieved that he believed it.

…

it's been almost an hour.

you yawned as you waited for your roommate's message that they're here. you were also working on an activity that needs to be done.

“here.”

you look up to find ukai offering you a canned coffee from his shop. you politely accepted it and thanked him.

he went to take a seat in the chair in front of you and opened his drink.

“which university are you in? the green or violet.” he queried.

“violet.” you answered, talking about the representative color of your school.

“hm…” he hummed.

“but, for real, how can you forget your keys, when it's the first thing you shouldn't forget when going out?” he asked and drank.

you feel yourself getting smaller at his scolding.

“i've… always been forgetful. sometimes, even though my umbrella is just beside my bag. the chances that i won't be able to bring it along is always 90% percent. the remaining percent would only happen if someone reminds me before we leave and that's the same thing that happened to my keys.” you explained, embarrassed.

as soon as he heard that, he dissolved into laughter. you looked at him embarrassed, but also kind of pissed at how he laughs at your confession.

“it's not funny…” you said and he struggled to stop himself from laughing.

“sorry, sorry.” he apologized, trying to suppress his laughs.

your phone then lit up and you saw your roommate messaged you that they just arrived.

“sorry, i need to leave now.” you said and stood up.

“h-hey–” he reached out his hands to your walking figure, but failed to reach you.

just as when you're about to step out, you stop on your tracks.

“ukai-san, would you get annoyed if i constantly come here?” you questioned.

“huh? i won't? i think…” he immediately answered. isn’t that what you’re already doing for the past few days though? he thought.

“even if i also stay here and use that table to study or anything?” you added.

“what is that? uh, sure. i don’t really care?” he answered and stood up.

you stayed quiet for a while, before looking back at him with a wide smile.

“i see. don't regret it if i ever become annoying!” you told him, before you waved him goodbye.

he smiled and waved back.

“i won’t.” he uttered, before finally lighting up a cigarette.

…

“ukai-san, hello!”

ever since that day, you started coming everyday, even if you don't need anything. you just go there to waste your free time or whatever.

you also managed to know more about the team he coaches and they were more than happy to know you too.

sometimes, tanaka and nishinoya would come to you and ask you stupid questions and not even a minute would pass, ukai would hit them to bug them off, especially when you're working on something important.

there are times where he'd help you on your projects too. like when you need extra manpower or something, he’s willing as long as it has nothing to do with cracking his brain.

it became your daily routine.

before you go to school, you'd drop by the store. even if it's not open yet, he'd still be there to walk you to the bus station.

he says it's his rest after he goes and helps out at the farm.

after school clubs, you'd go straight to him. sometimes the volleyball club would be there too, sometimes it's just you two.

if it's the latter, you'd spend your time talking about nonsense things, just so you two would forget about the stress of school and work.

if the team has an upcoming tournament.

if you have a presentation to do.

if his grandpa bullied him again.

or if you have an upcoming test and want to study, of course, he'll be there to give you the space to study, the foods to study and the moral support you need to study.

all these things you two do together.

why are you doing it together?

no one wants to ask what you are to each other.

…

“oh my. it's raining. it was just sunny earlier.” ukai's mother uttered as she stared outside, her hand on her cheek.

ukai peeks outside and stares at it too.

his eyebrows frown for a bit before sighing and standing up.

“hm? where are you going?” his mother asked.

“i'll be back. take care of the store for me.” he shortly answered.

…

“oh gosh. it's raining.” you muttered as you stood at the stop, after you just got off the bus.

you just noticed that it was raining when you stepped out, but as you heard from the people earlier, it started for a while now.

you watched as the other passengers who got off with you, used their protective gear against the rain.

you covered your face with your palms.

stupid me, forgetting my umbrella again!!

“ah, damn. how am i supposed to go home now?” you asked yourself as you stretched your hand to the falling water off of the roof of the shed. “should i go for a run?”

“stop it, idiot. you wanna get sick?”

you look to your side to see ukai standing there with his usual red tracksuit and flip flops. his arms, with an extra umbrella, extended to you and you accepted it.

“seriously, i got tired waiting over there.” he stated as he flicked off some water on his arms.

“why are you here, ukai-san?” you asked him.

“you forget to bring your umbrella as usual, right?” he nonchalantly said.

“well… yeah... but… to go out of your way and bring one for me here? also, what if i actually didn't forget my umbrella?” you questioned.

“if you brought one, then that's good– wait a minute, why do i even need to answer that? just be happy you won't get wet.” he said while aggressively scratching his hair.

“come on, let's go.” he muttered, turning around.

“wait for me, ukai-san.” you said and struggled to open the umbrella hurriedly for: one, it's a different umbrella from your usual one; two, you might get left behind by ukai.

suddenly, he held your hand and opened the umbrella for you.

“calm down. i’m still here.” he said. “let's go. those brats are about to finish their classes.”

you followed beside him silently, looking down.

why is he like this?

of course, i have liked him ever since the beginning. he was intimidating at first, but when he talks to you, you can tell he's actually kind. that's the reason i fell.

does he already know about my feelings?

but, if he knows what i actually feel… can he be doing this because he knows and wants to just play along with it?

“um… ukai-san.” you called. he has a tall figure compared to yours, because of this his view from up there was just a talking umbrella.

“what?” he responded.

“i…”

“huh?”

you tightly gripped the handle on the umbrella, gathering every courage you have in your body.

“i…”

“what? hurry up and say it.” he said, grabbing the edge of your umbrella and pulled it upwards trying to peek at your face.

you look up at him with an awkward smile.

“i-i want to come to the practice.”

i chickened out.

he stared at you, puzzled.

“ah! sorry—”

he suddenly burst into laughter. he reached for your head and scruffed your hair.

“sure, sure. come to practice.” he said grinning widely.

“s-stop.” you lightly flicked his hand away from your head.

he resumed walking and you immediately followed him. he looked at you running towards him.

guess i should wait a little bit more, until she says it with her own lips.

“let's go. those kids would be delighted to have you at their practice.” he said reaching for your hand and you two walked naturally as if holding your hand is a usual thing for both of you.

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luza-wayne · 3 months

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𐔌❤︎ ͡ 𐦯 ౨ৎ wanting to look pretty, but also lazy sure is challenging ౨ৎ 𐔌❤︎ ͡ 𐦯

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⋆*ੈ𑁍༘⋆ kimetsu no yaiba. ˚ ✮ ⋆ ˚

one shots gyutaro ❤︎ ྀི˖ i'll protect you.

headcanons ❤︎ ྀི˖ (soon).

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luza-wayne · 3 months

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°✩ ࣪𖤐 haikyuu. °✩ִ 𖤐

legend: ★ - smut

headcanons.

❤︎ ྀི˖ calling them with another name. ❤︎ ྀི˖ sick! time-skip kenma.

one shots.

aone takanobu ❤︎ ྀི˖ first love.

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calling them with another name

suna rintarou, kuroo tetsurou, tsukishima kei

cw: accident (it's just kuroo being an idiot)

suna rintarou

it's the weekend and you decided to spend your time at your boyfriend's house. his family is out of town and he said he's bored.

but part of the reason you went there is to try out the "calling your boyfriend another name prank". you wanted to know how he'll react so you concluded to do this today.

you two are now on the couch watching netflix, while he uses your lap as a pillow. you have been thinking of the right time to carry out the plan, but you can't seem to find it.

“i'm getting hungry.” he muttered out of nowhere.

this it is!

“me too.” you replied to him, putting your hand on your tummy. he noticed that and then he thought of burying his face onto your stomach, and he did.

“what do you want to eat?” he asked, making your tummy feel the vibrations every time he speaks.

“hmmm... i don't kno— ah! how about chicken wings?” your eyes glimmered at your suggestion. he looked up at you and smiled, agreeing with you.

he reached for his phone and started to search for somewhere to order, still laying on your lap.

“ah, also can you order drinks too, kyousuke? oh— mhm.” you 'innocently' asked him, while your eyes are focused on the tv.

the bomb has been planted.

“oka—” he halted his mouth as soon as he reviewed what you just called him.

he raised his eyebrows and furrowed it, giving you a 'what-did-you-just-called-me-?' look.

you bite your lower lips, trying to hold back your laughter as you can feel him staring at you from his position.

when he didn't get a reaction from you, even with that glaring he did. he fixed his form and forcibly made you look into his eyes.

“excuse me, ma'am, but what did you call your boyfriend?” he asked seriously, pressing his palms deeper on your cheeks.

“uh? rin?”

“oh no, that's not what you named me just now. who is this kyousuke bastard? you even realized you said the wrong name.” he said, freeing your face and standing up.

“kyousuke? i don't know anyone named kyousuke. i don’t know what you’re talking about.” you said putting up your act.

after you said that, he just sat back on the couch, but now with a grumpy face and mood.

“when's the food coming?” you asked, changing the topic.

“never.” he shortly answered.

“what? why?” you paused the movie and shook his arms playfully.

“i don't know either. why don't you ask the kyousuke guy? maybe he knows why.” he answered, he stretched his arms and turned his back and played something, anything on his phone.

omg, is he mad? damn, he's mad, but...

“bwahahahahaha!” you suddenly burst out laughing while you hit his back. “rin! oh my gosh— hahahaha!” you were completely broken because of his reaction to the prank.

“what is wrong with you? suddenly calling me names and now laughing out of nowhere!” he said removing your hitting hand off of his back.

“oh, rin.” you wiped the tears of laughter in the corner of your eyes and hugged him, taking him by surprise. “my wittle rin is jealous, aren't you?— bwahahahahaha!” you burst out again.

you just can't get your mind off of how cute it was, considering suna rintarou rarely showed emotion on his face.

“it was just a prank, rin. sorry, sorry.” you confessed.

he finally sank in his mind all the videos in tiktok he saw, where they prank their boyfriends and how can he fail to forget that set up?

“i'm never ordering you chicken wings again.” he said suddenly that made you crack up again.

“so, you still ordered it for me, rin.”

suna swears in his mind that he'll get you back. not now, but he definitely will.

kuroo tetsurou

you are the manager of the nekoma boys volleyball club and lately, your boyfriend, the nekoma's captain, kuroo tetsurou has been teasing and getting on your nerves for the last couple of days and you decided to take revenge today. with the help of kenma on what you will do, you two took the idea of calling him by another name.

after changing, you stepped into the court, as usual, kuroo sent a flying kiss to your position as soon as he saw you, but you dodged the air as if you were not accepting it. kuroo knew what he was doing for the past few days, so he was not offended by it, instead, he just laughed his ass off.

right after you filled their water bottles, coach nekomata called in for a ten-minute break. you were distributing it when kenma gave you a sign that right now is the perfect time to commence the plan.

after you gave kenma's bottle, you extended your arms to your boyfriend and he just smiled widely and you're sure he's planning something again, just like how he is doing recently.

he suddenly held you on your wrist and pulled you to his chest, and the reason he keeps on doing this teasing is because of the genuine response he's receiving from you.

“w-what?!” you slapped his arms, even with a blush on your face.

he lifted your chin and angled your face, instinctively you closed your eyes and pooched your lips, but when no contact happened, you opened your eyes and saw him already rolling on the floor.

this jerk... hah! sorry, but i won't let things go your way this time!

“gosh! you keep on teasing me these days, rai! i'll definitely have my revenge soon.” you declared and made your way to pass yaku's water to him.

kuroo blinked once, blinked twice and thrice, but nothing changed. did you just call him 'rai'?

he regained his posture and was about to reach out to you, but the break was already finished.

you clenched your fist, bit your lower lips and even felt your nose enlarging now and then, trying to contain your laughter as you see kuroo keeps glancing at you, every time he can.

wah, this is the best revenge.

“ouch!”

everyone was alerted by the cry and it turned out kuroo was hit by taketora's spike because he was not paying attention. coach nekomata told him to go check it in the clinic and asked you to come with him. you worriedly led him to the infirmary and unfortunately, the nurse was out, so you just decided to wait for them while you try to keep him in the right condition.

“are you worried?” kuroo asked you, while you trace his head if there's any bump.

“of course, i am. are you crazy?” you answered annoyed at his question.

“no, you can't. your boyfriend will get mad.” he said, trying to sound different.

what— ah. he's still there, he seems alright already.

“what are you saying? you're my boyfriend.” you said blanky.

“i am your boyfriend?! sorry, but my name isn't rai! newsflash my girlfriend is cheating on me with a jerk named ra—” you quickly covered his mouth, looked around and at the door.

“idiot! you're too noisy! we're in the infirmary!” he removed your hands from his mouth and pulled you to a hug. a tight one.

okay, now i feel bad.

“i was just trying to prank you, tetsu. you've been under my skin recently and i thought i will get back at you. sorry.” you said stroking his hair. he tightened the hug and you leaned down to kiss his hair.

“okay, cut!” you two flinched when you heard someone clapping and looked behind you. yaku, lev and kenma were there standing at the door.

“you two took so long to come back.” yaku looked so disgusted, lev wondering what the hell is happening and kenma just looking away.

“watching you two being lovey-dovey disgust me from the bottom of my heart,” yaku exclaimed.

“really? didn't know you have a heart, yakkun.” you replied.

“eh? yaku-san, you don't have a heart?” lev asked, intently.

“lev, shut up.” kenma muttered, looking like he'd have enough of lev.

“what do i do? my teammates are jealous of our relationship.” kuroo said and sighed.

“like hell we are!” yaku protests.

tsukishima kei

the finals are coming up and you and your boyfriend, tsukishima kei, decided to study together, so you can ask him if you ever don't understand something. he's fine with it, so now you're in his room holding your notebook with a scowl on your face.

“what's wrong?” tsukishima asks as soon as he looks at your face.

“i don't understand anything at all.” you plopped on the table and buried your face in the book.

“want me to teach you?” he asked as he browsed his notes. you shook your head still on the table.

“no, i need a break.” you said and stood up. you throw yourself on his bed and reach for your phone.

“we just started ten minutes ago, you know?” he smirked as he wrote down pointers for you.

“shut up.” you pouted and tapped on the tiktok icon on your phone.

not even a minute passed, a video played on your fyp and it was about pranking their boyfriends by calling them by a different name. thankfully, you're wearing earphones so, he can't hear what you are watching and chose to do it to your own boyfriend.

you exit the app and place your phone on his nightstand. you sat down again at the table and opposite to him, he raised his eyebrows.

“i thought you were going to take a break from the ten-minute study you did?” he teased you.

“well, i just decided to be a good student starting now, so i'll be doing my best to study.” you stated hiding your dark plan behind the face you're putting up.

after minutes of pretending to study, you took your notes and sat next to him.

“hey,” you started. he looked at you and placed his hand on your hip.

“mhm?” he hummed.

wait, he's being touchy and sweet right now, should i continue or abandon the plan for now? argh! whatever!

“i can't understand this, can you explain this to me, furuya?” you said pointing something in your notebook.

i did it! how will kei react?!

it took a few seconds before tsukishima spoke up.

“first, you need to do this…”

huh? no response? you sighed. i knew it, he wouldn't react to something like that, he probably thought i just called him by another name by mistake.

after he explained what you asked, you just decided to really study now, and an hour passed.

“how about we take a break?” tsukishima suggested. you just nodded, you felt like all your energy was just sucked out of your body. “i'm going to go get refreshments.” he said standing up and walking to the door.

“okay.” you replied, your eyes already gave up.

“just lay down on the bed if you're too tired, i'll be back, akemi.” he said.

you opened your eyes wide and looked at his way hastily.

“kei, what the fuck?!” you cursed, completely shaken.

“huh?” he asked you, even tilting his head.

“who is this akemi girl you just called me?!” you walked to him, your eyebrows furrowing together.

“akemi? who's that? i don't know any akemi.” he answered.

“no, you just called me akemi!” you defended.

“i really don't know, maybe you should ask that furuya guy?” he said, crossing his arms and leaning on the door.

“huh?” furuya? “gosh, kei!” you hit his chest and glared at him.

he laughed looking at you, worried about who the akemi he just called.

“damn you.”

“too bad. i didn't fall into your trap.” he said and walked to the table.

“i'll have my revenge next time, just you wait.” you said, determined that you'll get a reaction from him in the future.

“are you sure you should say that?” he leaned down and grabbed his phone that was placed in the pot.

“what do you mean?” you wondered.

"kei, what the fuck?" "huh?" "who is this akemi girl you just called me?" "akemi? who's th—"

you widened your eyes and your blood rose to your cheeks as you heard your voice.

“kei! delete that!”

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MY DUTY.

18+!, MINORS DON'T INTERACT!

bokuto x f!reader

wc: 5.3k

cw: sexual content, breast play, grinding, cunnilingus, fingering, penetration, mention of masturbation, multiple orgasms, getting caught, public sex, mention of blowjob

spoiled and pampered.

a normal person would have been jealous once they heard that i am treated like a majesty, not just by my family, but the whole kingdom.

and i'm not even a royal blood.

but…

i'm sure once they hear the reason why i'm treated like this, they'd think otherwise.

“miss, we have finished preparing your bath.” a maid said while she bowed respectfully.

“i understand. thank you.” you calmly replied.

you walked to the bathroom and smelt how it's more fragrant than it usually is, how the scent of the candles compliments the smell of the bath. the ambiance is just perfect.

you look behind you, to your servants.

“i can see you all worked hard to prepare my last bath in this place. you have my gratitude.” you said and smiled at them.

“we deserve no thanks, miss. we just did what we could to make sure you leave without a problem.” the housekeeper replied.

“i see.” you sweetly answer, still gazing at her with a soft smile.

you untie your robe and take it off, not caring if the servants are still there. you dipped your hand first, immediately taking it out and replacing it with your foot and then your whole body, until your collar bone.

“ah~ just the perfect warmth.” you uttered. now that you've soaked yourself in it, you finally noticed it. “this fragrance… is it vanilla?”

even though i usually use eucalyptus?

“yes, miss. it's a tradition. one should use vanilla scented fragrance on their last bath in this nurturing house.” the housekeeper explained.

you just hummed softly. hearing the word “last”, it made you remember the reason why you were here in the first place.

and tonight is really the start.

you thought as you traced the black lines around your wrists.

•••

you chuckled quietly.

“i see. so, no one came to see me one last time.” you said as you gazed at the view of the whole kingdom at your spot.

it’s night-time and the light from each household, establishments and the brightly lit palace got tattooed in your mind. it’s the first time you got to view the land of the palace in a different place other than your window.

it’s so beautiful. i wish i could stare at it forever.

you chuckled at your own thoughts. there’s no way you could. you turned around and faced the gloomy forest in front of you. you stared at the bunch of trees at the entrance of the off-limited mountain.

you started to move towards it, but somehow you can't gather the strength to take your second step.

just as when your head started to get unnecessary thoughts, you slightly flinched when you heard a crowd shout.

“for our kingdom's safety, we wish you strength for your venture!”

you looked behind you and all your servants and the royal guards stood proudly.

hearing this, you started walking for the entrance again.

that's right. i am here for my kingdom's safety.

as soon as you passed by the two big trees at the entrance, you immediately wore the necklace with a stone pendant.

you looked behind you and as surprising as it may be, the entrance disappeared.

everything was just forest. eerie and cold forest. trees, shrubs, noises of the animals. it filled your senses with it.

just as expected, this is the reason why entering this mountain is forbidden.

you sighed as you looked in the front.

they told me once i entered the forest, i shouldn't be afraid and just let the stone guide the way.

“…”

how, though?

you took the necklace out from your hood. you wore a white long hood that reached your ankle above your tight gray shirt and capri pants.

“u-um… stone, please show me the way…?” you waited for a few moments, but nothing happened to the necklace.

“o—kay… that didn't work!” you chuckled and slapped your forehead with your palm, while you put the necklace back inside the hood.

oh shoot, i should watch my actions— oh… wait.

it's just me now. the servants aren't here anymore…

“can i now stop the suffocating act of being so noble?” you asked yourself.

“i usually just talk like this in my mind, but being able to actually speak normally is still the best!”

you took a deep breath and exhaled loudly.

“i can just talk like when i was a kid… before they learned i was special and—”

no! no! i can’t think negatively right now! i will do this! i've already prepared and accepted this!

you grip your hand on your hood unconsciously and when your eyes see it, you immediately brushed off the thought and shook your head.

“well, the important thing is that i can speak freely now! hahahaha—ahh!” you snapped your head to your left when you suddenly heard a shuffling.

your eyes widened and your legs shook.

it’s a pack of wolves.

what should i do?

*grrr*

your body stood frozen when they very slowly walked towards you.

what should i do?

you tried to move your shaky legs, but it didn't work the way you wanted it to. you took a step back and it was too small that you tripped on your own hood, making you fall on your back.

the wolves driven by hunger immediately took this chance and ran to you, but the fall earlier made the necklace slide out of your hood.

the stone suddenly glowed brightly, that it also made you close your eyes and all you could hear was the scared cries of the wolves that slowly became quieter.

when you didn't hear it anymore and the light became dim, you finally opened your eyes.

the wolves are gone! thank goodness— wait!

stone! glowing!?

“what was that?”

“so, it was time. good thing, i was able to prepare.”

you gasped and jumped when someone suddenly talked behind you. it was the reflex that made you pull the necklace to your front while you closed your eyes.

“go away, wolf! go away, please! shoo! ” you mutter, hoping that the stone would work like earlier.

“wolf? i'm not a wolf.” you heard another voice that sounded so hurt about what you said.

you opened your eyes when you realized they could speak your language.

oh, they're humans… right?

“akaashi, do i look like a wolf?” the guy with silver and black hair asked tha akaashi guy, who had messy black hair.

“you don’t, bokuto.” he answered indifferently.

they were just wearing normal clothes, sleeping clothes to be more precise. you thought that maybe they didn't expect that you would suddenly appear in the middle of the night.

“s-sorry, i was just surprised. i thought it was wolves just like what appeared just now.” you apologized.

“it's fine! i know you were in trouble, since i felt the stone release some of its force nearby.” bokuto proudly said.

“yes?” you confusedly thought out loud.

“bokuto's magic force was infused in that stone. it serves as a charm or to protect the carrier of it.” akaashi explained, showing you his stone too, though it still leaves you confused.

“um– who are you two?” you asked.

“i apologize for the late introduction, i am akaashi, right hand of the kingdom's protector.” he introduced himself as he bowed slightly.

“kingdom's protector?” you said in shock. you looked at the other guy, who stood there charismatically and proudly.

“yes, that's me, bokuto!” he boasts in the cutest way, making you chuckle and resulting in him blushing.

“s-sorry, i didn't mean to laugh.” you quickly apologized and covered your mouth.

“your name is?” akaashi decided to cut off the awkwardness between the two of you.

“ah…” as soon as he said it, you immediately held your hood and took it off of your head, revealing your face to them. “i'm (y/n).”

you said and it suddenly turned silent.

you look at akaashi and see him looking at bokuto. you then looked at bokuto and saw him just staring at you.

“ngh—!” he suddenly groaned. he placed his hand on his head.

“bokuto, what happened?” akaashi asked.

“a-are you okay?” you took a step to him, but he suddenly raised his hand in front of you.

“no, just stay there. just don't come close to me.” he said. “akaashi, bring her to the palace and attend to her needs.” he said before he suddenly disappeared.

it didn't look like he teleported, but he just moved so fast your eyes weren't able to follow his movement.

“w-where did he go?” you questioned.

“back to the palace. now, let us head there too.” he invited and you just nodded.

he walked in front of you, leading the way. you were sure there were predators lurking in the darkness of the forest, but somehow they're not closing in.

is it because of the stone? or is it akaashi? that's his name, if i'm right.

“u-um, akaashi…” you started.

“yes?” he answered but continued walking.

“are there a lot of people in the palace?" you asked, since you're not used to crowded places.

"don't worry, it's just us two in the palace.” he answered straightly.

“then, where are the ones who were sent here before me? those two women.” you asked curiously.

“they were sent back.” he answered.

“you're lying. they would never come back.” you countered.

“i personally send them outside of this forest, since it's only me and bokuto who knows the way. if you didn't hear about them coming back, then that only means they kept their promise. “to live a quiet and low-profile life.” it was the promise they swore in exchange for getting out of here.” he clarified.

they're peacefully living inside the kingdom?

without the suffocating eyes always watching them?

without the weight of knowing your kingdom's safety depends on you?

“i wa—”

“well, for now, let us take a rest. we should hurry too.” akaashi unknowingly cuts you off.

after a few more minutes, a big castle suddenly appeared in front of you. it's smaller than the palace of the kingdom's ruler, but its inviting aura can't be compared.

“and you two are the only ones living here?” you whispered.

akaashi led you inside, which was much bigger than how it looks outside.

it's so quiet though.

you both heard a step on the staircase. there you saw bokuto, breathing heavily with a flushed face, but he looks weak.

“bokuto, we've arrived.” akaashi announced.

is he…?

when he heard his voice, he suddenly turned around and walked up the stairs again.

“let me walk you to your room.” akaashi said and you followed him quietly.

while walking, you remembered bakuto's figure earlier. you know what that is.

“those women before me, the reason they were able to leave…” you started, but akaashi already knew what you wanted to talk about.

“yes, they were untouched.” he answered briefly.

“huh?” you uttered, not wanting to believe what he just said.

“bokuto is the protector of the kingdom. he fights intruders and protects the kingdom at the same time. he's believed to be invincible. but, they know about the former hero and his weakness. it was his sexual desires. they thought it was just his personal wants, but the former hero revealed that it was the reason he gets stronger, but for some reason he only comes to selected people. those who were born with a black line around their wrist, a responsibility was made the moment they were born in this world and they had these marks. it was to not serve, but help the protector to protect the kingdom.” you narrate.

“those two… how could they abandon their responsibility to protect the kingdom and leave?” you clenched your teeth.

“wouldn’t everyone want that?” akaashi replied.

he’s right, but…

why am i so mad?

am i really mad about them leaving and not doing their responsibility? or is it because i just can't accept it when i heard they're out there living peacefully?

“they didn't try to leave as soon as they arrived here.” akaashi revealed as he examined your reactions.

“what?” you looked at him, stopping. he also stopped and looked at you.

“they tried to fulfill their duty, i assure you.” he confirmed it with a straight face.

“what are you saying?”

“it was bokuto who didn't want it.” he replied.

“wha—” before you can even finish, akaashi continued walking to a door close by.

“well then, this will be your temporary room. it might not be as grand as your room in the nurturing house, though. let us just talk in the morning. good night.” akaashi saluted and then left.

you walked to the window and gazed at the darkness outside, except you're not really looking at it.

what does he mean it was the kingdom’s protector who refused it? that's the reason why they were untouched and were able to leave?

i still haven't shared the same bed with him, does that mean i can still leave here?

this thought made a smile creep on your lips, but it didn't last long enough.

can i leave?

still, if i leave here—

“argh! (y/n), stop thinking for now! akaashi said we will talk tomorrow. i don't know what the time is now, but i'm sure it's already very late.” you muttered to yourself as you walked to the coat rack and hung your hood.

as soon as you took it off, you felt the stone fall lightly on your chest. you stared at it and removed it from your neck. you take a seat on the corner of the bed.

akaashi said earlier that this has bokuto's magic infused in it. it must have been a lot of magic for it to be able to detect that i was in trouble.

ah, that's right. they arrived too fast too. it wasn't even a minute then they appeared already. they must be pretty strong. especially bokuto.

but… he looked so vulnerable earlier. you thought as you recalled him at the stairs.

there were a few clothes in the closet, even a mirror and a few other things. after a moment of adjusting to the room, you finally managed to lay on the bed comfortably.

comfortably, but that doesn't mean you were sleepy.

you can't take the image of bokuto out of your mind. you just kept on changing your position, but you still can't sleep.

what to do? i can't sleep.

you sat on your bottom and looked at the door.

akaashi never said i can't go out, right?

you walked to the door, but remembered the clothes you wore. it was one of the night dresses in the closet, you can't complain, so you just wore the dress that reaches the under of your knees, with only panties under it.

i should put a cover on. you thought as you grabbed the piece of fabric and put it over your shoulder.

“this should do it.” you smiled to yourself.

you then silently opened the door and looked left and right to see if they're any guards.

“oh, what am i doing? they're the only ones living here.” you realized and stepped out bravely.

where should i even go? for now, let's just head to the hall.

you walked to the hallway, carefully remembering where you and akaashi walked through. after one last turn, you were able to reach the main hall. you went to the center and admired how big it was.

“wow, it's so amazing.” you whispered as you swirl around and dance to what your servants had taught you.

while dancing, your eyes caught the staircase and remembered bokuto. you just found yourself walking towards there. you know you're walking to it, but you didn't stop. you took the last step and walked to the hallway. you went to the farthest door, you don't know why, but your feet brought you there.

you turned the knob and opened the wooden door. you stood there in silence after you walked into the sight of bokuto staring outside the window. the curtain was moving because of the wind, but it looked like it's moving slowly next to bokuto's figure standing there.

he looks like a prince.

“ah!” you gasped when you realized what you were thinking, but this made your presence known to the guy in the room.

he widened his eyes and suddenly panicked.

“w-what are you doing here?” he asked.

“i apologize! i was taking a stroll around the place and i was suddenly here!” you explained, suddenly using your formal language with him.

“oh, i see.” he brushed off and then looked outside again, rather stiffly.

e-eh? it's alright? thank goodness.

with a brief contemplation with yourself, you decided to walk closer to him. you stood next to him and when he noticed you were there, you were sure he turned into stone.

you two just stood there next to each other awkwardly.

who will break the silence? you both don't know.

“tomorrow, akaashi will take you out of here, so you should get some good sleep.” he broke the silence, but the topic he started isn't good.

“why?” you asked him.

“i don't really know why, but akaashi always says that to them, so i thought i should say it too—” he explained.

“why do you want me to leave?” you looked up at him with furrowed brows.

he looked at you too, blushing a bit with how close the distance between the two of you are, but the confused look on his face is more evident.

“don't you want to go back and get out of here?” he asked.

“what makes you think that i wish for that?” you faced him.

“because, you're here out of your free will.” he reasoned, tilting his head.

“is that why you sent them out?” you queried. “even if that makes your body weak?” you said and took a step closer to him.

you noticed how startled he was, but also how he's redder than earlier and you finally realized it.

hm…

“does being close to me arouse you?” you straight up asked. he took a step back and nodded.

“is this a natural reaction whenever we get close to you?” you questioned. he looked away for a bit before nodding slowly.

“but, somehow it's much stronger this time.” he added.

looking at him now, it's hard to imagine that this guy who looks like he couldn't kill someone or even an ant is actually the strongest person in the kingdom.

“you were always able to hold yourself back whenever we arrived, just because you think we're doing this by force.” you muttered under your breath.

“(y/n)?” he called for you.

doing all of that… that's just unfair.

you took a step and held his shirt tightly, you pulled him down until both of your lips were connected.

his mind processed what was happening. his eyes widened. he immediately put his hands on both your shoulders.

“you— you can't!” he said, face red with what just happened. “do you know that if we went there, you won't be able to go back?!” he reminded you.

“yes, hero. of course, i know that. it's what the people who pampered me always tell me. the moment i become one with you, is the moment i would have my future locked with you.” you said as you removed his hands on your shoulder.

“you’re aware of that, yet you're still doing this? don't you want to go out?”

you sighed. you pulled him to the bed and made him sit on the edge of it. he let himself get pulled by you, not wanting to accidentally exert too much force and hurt you.

“do you know? i was a child when these black stripes on my wrist appeared. i was taken into the nurturing house without any explanation given to me.” you talked, caressing the marks on your skin.

“even if i managed to go out there, i won't be able to live peacefully. i don't know how the world works. i don't have a family anymore. all i’ve ever known is how to please the kingdom’s protector.” you told him.

“don't you think that i'll be more useful here than outside?” you asked as you took a seat on his lap.

he stared at you with wide eyes, before closing his eyes and biting his lower lip.

“(y/n), please… you should stop or i won't be able to hold back anymore.” he warned as he covered his face with one hand.

you smiled.

you went to his neck and heard him let out a gasp. he then groaned.

he put his hands on your waist and pulled you away. his adam's apple bobbed up and down. he wrapped his arms around your hips.

“are you sure you want to spend the rest of your life with me?” he asked you with soft eyes. eyes that hope for the truth.

“yes, hero. i’m more than willing to.” you smile.

the eyes that shine when one's truly happy. that's the look he gave you.

“please… don’t regret it.” he muttered, his voice about to crack at the thought that in the near future you might wish you never choose to be with him.

he held your chin and pulled you close. you put your lips above his soft ones. you both exchange enzymes as he enters your mouth. he explored your insides while his hand lands on your nape deepening the kiss.

you both broke for air. you stared at each other with cloudy eyes.

bokuto then went to your neck. he inhales your scent.

“you smell so good.” he said as he ran his nose up and down.

is this the reason why they made me use vanilla scented fragrance?

bokuto's hand reached the hem of your nighties. he caresses your thighs and slowly, it gets higher until he reaches your tummy, all while he leaves wet kisses on your neck and collarbone. you tilted your head to the side to give him more access to your neck. your hips unconsciously rocking themselves to the growing member of his.

as his hands get even higher, he hums happily when he notices you weren't wearing your brasserie.

“can i suck on them? please?” he pleads, panting heavily while you shyly nod.

his eyes sparkled. he took off the strap of your night dress, revealing your chest.

he buried his face in between them within milliseconds, before caressing them with his calloused palm. you flinched at his cold hand. he sucked on your bud and his other hand kept kneading the other. you tried to hold back your moan when he suddenly nibbled on your nipple.

“don't hold back those beautiful noises?” he asks while he continues to suck your breast like a toddler.

you can feel his now hardened member. you rocked your hips faster above his thing, earning a moan from him. he lets your breast free with a pop, it was a short moment but your body immediately misses his warm mouth.

holding you by your ass, bokuto exchanged your position. he laid you on the bed while he stood. now, your legs are on his sides. he kisses you once again.

“let me taste you.” he muttered.

he crouched down right in front of you. he gives your undies a kiss before removing it.

“it's drenched here.” he chuckled.

“don't stare at it— ugh…” you suddenly moaned when he sucked on your clit this time.

he played with it with his tongue. he laps his wet muscle on your slit and entrance, cleaning your juices.

“i didn't know it would be this delicious.” he said smiling, before he completely eats you out. “your scent and taste is so addicting. i wish i could eat you out everyday. no– i promise i’ll be in between these legs every night.” he muttered, lust taking control of his brain and mouth.

he rests your legs on his shoulder while he makes a mess on your cunt. not only the pleasure, but the slurping sounds he makes makes you even wetter, but he seems to enjoy your love juice.

he traced your slit with his finger and when it reached your hole, he slowly put it in. your mouth hangs open. his long fingers are so deep inside you and plunging in and out of you slowly at first.

a second finger comes in, making you moan louder.

his fingers' pace slowly gets faster and faster, while still playing with your pleasure bud and his other hand caressing your chest.

“bokuto– i'm about to–!” you warned him, as he continued to give your cunt attention.

“do it in my mouth. please do it in my mouth.” he begged, his voice adding vibration to your core.

the pleasure became too much, but he held you in place and you came in his mouth. he drinks it all without spilling a drop.

both are breathing heavily, but bokuto's just starting.

he took off his top revealing his big chest and toned abs, but your eyes are staring farther down. his member begging to be freed from his pants. he saw where you're looking and even a bit embarrassed, he chuckled. he then rests his one knee on the bed and gets on top of you. he held your chin and kissed you.

“don't worry, you're gonna get it now.” he said and kissed you again.

he stood again and undid his pants and underwear. your eyes widened at the size.

“will that fit?” you asked jokingly.

“of course, it will. i’ll make sure it fits, baby.” he answered as he pointed the tip to your entrance.

he slowly enters his shaft, but it stretches you so much already. he stopped and gave you time to adjust. though it seems like it's forever for him, he still waited for you. when you gave him the signal, he pushed his hips even further, until he bottomed down.

“a-are you okay?” he checks, while letting out a breathy groan when your insides suddenly clenched. “it's so tight.” he laughed.

“can i move now? i want to move now.” he pleaded and you nodded.

he slowly pulled his cock and then slowly put it back in.

you thought his speed would gradually increase, but no. after that one immediately sped up from ten to ninety percent.

“ah–! bokuto!” you cried in surprise.

you put your hands on his back as he continued to screw his hips on you. he moans, he grunts, he groans. he let out everything, just so you know how good he feels inside you.

this sex drive must’ve been from all the time he held back. all that playing with himself didn’t help. he thought he should’ve told you that earlier when he went back to the palace first, he rubbed one out because he got excited just by seeing you. but, his hands were nothing compared to you. he finally experienced it and he’s slowly losing himself to the pleasure. both of you.

your bouncing breasts have captured his eyes and he decided to suck on it, while he pounds on your little hole, while you scream on top of your lungs.

he snaps his hips continuously while his hands roam your body.

“i'm cumming. cum with me, cum with me.” he asked and shot out his semen on your tummy.

your chest rises and falls, but your face has a big smile on it. you closed your eyes and thought to yourself.

thank goodness, i chose to be with him.

you looked at him and smiled.

“that was amazin–” you stopped mid-sentence when you felt your legs get lifted again. “bokuto?!” you called him.

“one more.” he muttered.

“i just ca– ughh~”

no way! don't tell me, he's releasing all his pent up lust from holding back for so long?!

•••

“i'm sorry.” bokuto apologized as he buried his head on your neck.

“like i said, i'm fine. i had fun too.” you comforted him. you stroked his gray and black hair. the sun rays shining through the window made your eyes slightly close.

he then lifts his head and looks at you straight in the eyes.

“now, you're going to have to live with me.” he uttered, still feeling a bit guilty.

“i've already planned to.” you replied and kissed him.

a huge smile makes its way to his handsome face.

“guys from outside, especially konoha, are asking why their stones are suddenly brimming with magic powe—” akaashi suddenly barges in ruining the moment. bokuto immediately put a blanket on you.

“ah. that's why.” he said with a straight face. “sorry for ruining the moment, but we have to depart soon.” he announced.

“why?” bokuto was suddenly on alert.

“there are intruders coming in from the south. we need to leave now, so we can get there in three days.” he reported and left to tell the others the reason for the stones.

“you're leaving?” you sadly asked him.

“mhm. sorry, we have to leave already— ah, no! we're leaving. i can't leave you here all alone.” he said when he noticed that you misunderstood it. he immediately reached for your hand and kissed it.

“we’ll always be together.”

•••

“everyone, the food is over here! make sure everyone has their food! we still have a day to travel until we reach the south!” akaashi shouted at the troops for them to eat.

they had just taken a break from the journey and they are now eating, while you are getting fucked behind a tree.

“ahh~” you moaned in bokuto's ear that motivated him to pound you even better.

he had your leg hooked under his arm and the other leg barely managing to stand straight.

“faster– faster, bo.” you begged him that he immediately complied.

“you feel so good, baby. i wish i can stay inside you always.” he moaned on your neck.

you grabbed his hands and led it to your clit. he played with it the way you wanted it to, making your climax arrive faster.

“i'm cumming--”

“me too. can i cum inside you again like yesterday? can i? can i?” he asks desperately.

“please do, bo~” you gave permission and you both reached your climax.

you rested your head on his chest as you relaxed your legs.

he fixed your clothes and wiped your face that still had his seed after you sucked him off earlier.

“are you sure you don't have to eat?” you asked him, remembering how he declined to eat earlier just to fuck you.

“i don't need to eat. i can go on days without eating. also, it seems when we became one that night, i think i could now manage not to take a rest and just continue to fight for days. you really are my strength.” he boasted cutely.

“i see.” you chuckled. “well, i already ate in my carriage, since you're riding a horse. it's lonely when it's just me inside though.” you said.

you took a step to go back to your carriage, but bokuto held your wrist and kissed the black lines on it.

“does the carriage shake a lot?” he asked, looking so innocent, but you know that he's not.

“only one way to find out, i guess.” you answered.

he then smiled brightly, before kissing you and making your way to your carriage without him being seen.

you watched him as he gently pulled you along.

now, that i think about it.

it's not about those two before me, living a peaceful and quiet life that made me mad. actually, i understand them, i don't blame them for wanting to live a normal life different from what they were taught of. but, i think the reason i was mad because i didn't like how their leaving affected bokuto.

was it because i have the same duty as them or was it just my heart? i don't know.

but, right now, i'm glad i chose the right decision. i'm about to live my life with him, while also fulfilling my responsibility.

it's like hitting two birds with one stone.

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papers.

kuroo tetsurou x reader

word count: 1.2k

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kuroo tetsurou is your high school sweetheart. everyone from the sidelines can see how kuroo cares for you and how much you care for him too.

they know how deeply he is in love with you, by the way he looks, the way he talks and the way he acts. you were his top priority.

were.

ever since you got married and moved in together, you thought that it would be just like how you dreamt it would be.

even though both of your finances were not enough to buy the dream house you two wanted since the start of the relationship, it was fine for you.

eappy faces, laughing together while drinking your favorite drinks, playing and teasing with each other.

but it's not like that at all. it was, at first only.

these past weeks, months, kuroo tetsurou, the man you loved and vowed to, changed. you, yourself knew why.

the relationship became bumpy. petty fights here, out of place jealousy from him there and many others.

it was rather toxic.

but, you made yourself believe that it would be fixed, that everything will be back and that one will apologize to the other.

“I'm sorry.”

he apologized and asked for another chance. you forgave him and thought that everything would go back to normal already, however it didn't.

he became busier and busier every passing day, weeks and months, to the point where you will sleep without him and wake up without him.

it was lonely.

it was lonely, but you wondered.

why doesn't it hurt?

oh.

you snickered mockingly to yourself as you stared into the ceiling of your guy's bedroom. the room that was once filled with sweet and romantic memories you shared with him.

you sat up and reached for your phone then went to the contacts, searching for a certain number, when you found it, you smiled weakly at the screen.

you contemplated whether to press the call button or not, but in the end, you still smashed the icon with the telephone. after four rings, it was finally answered.

“sorry for calling this late, but i wanted to talk about something.”

the next morning, surprisingly enough when you woke up, your husband was still there. he was putting on his uniform when he looked at you, while he stood in front of the mirror.

“why are you still here?” you asked him.

“we'll start late today because the boss had something to do.” he answered and looked back at himself in the mirror. you didn't say anything after and just awkwardly fixed your hair.

“also, i have free time next week, how about we go out for dinner somewhere?” he fixed his hair, not sparing a glance at you. you just scratched your nape and nodded.

“hmm... yeah, sure…” you answered flatly. he finally looked at you, but while raising one brow and grinning a bit.

“what? you don't sound excited at all, in the past you would've screamed and things. you don't want to? fine by me. it doesn't really matter.” he said giving his clothes the last touches.

“no. i'm fine with it. i'll go.”

...

i'm here.

you read the message kuroo had sent, and you just arrived in front of the building too. you didn't reply, and put your phone in your handbag, with your other hand holding something else.

you opened the door and searched for him, you saw him anxiously waiting. you walked up to him and your attention immediately got stolen by an envelope sitting on the table.

how funny fate can be? is it a coincidence that on your left hand, you're holding an envelope too?

“hey,” you called. he looked up at you and smiled.

“hey, babe.” he greeted you. he stood up and tried to peck a kiss on your lips, but you evaded it. you seated in front of him and placed the file on the table too.

he thought that you didn't do that intentionally and probably didn't see that he was going for a kiss.

as soon as kuroo saw the envelope, you didn't miss the smile formed on his lips, which he immediately brushed off.

“let's order first?” kuroo asks and you just nod.

when the food was served, you two dug in, but it was quiet. it's like this is your first date, except you don't feel excited at all.

“i want to talk to you.” you said, dropping the utensils you're holding on the plate.

“actually, me too—”

“no, kuroo. whatever you want to say, i am sure it might be the same as mine or if not, then it's not that important.”

kuroo furrowed his brows together, taken aback by your sudden call on the last name.

“go on then.” he said and let go of the cutlery in his hands.

“do you still love me?” you asked him. he tilted his and smiled.

“of course, i do. that's why we're on a date today, right?” he answered.

“oh, i see. then why don't you act like it?” your face showed no expression as you talked.

“what? i do show you tha—”

“the time you apologized, i thought everything would go back to how it was, but it didn't. you became busier, and i felt like we're too far from each other. i tried to fix it. i tried, for the second time, but it wasn't me that's the problem.” you ran your hands on your hair, fighting your tears from falling. you looked down, not wanting to see whatever expression he had on his face.

“tetsurou, it's tiring. i'm tired.” you added, you felt him trying to reach for your hand, but you snatched it away from him.

“every day, i eat by myself in the morning and it would be the same in dinner. i'll sleep without you, and still wake up without you.” you continued, kuroo still silently listening to you.

“i... longed for the man i loved. the man who said he'll keep me feeling loved and appreciated, that in exchange i'll make feel the same towards him, but he's gone.” it finally dropped. the tears that you hold back all this time.

“(y/n), i—”

“kuroo... i'm scared to give you another chance.” you reached for the envelope and handed it to him.

“what's this?” he asked you as you stood up.

“let's end this.” you answered and grabbed your things.

“oh.” he simply said.

“i'll wait for it with your sign. please send it to my parent's house.” you said and finally left the restaurant.

kuroo let out a shaky breath, before putting the envelope on the table. he placed his arm on his forehead and leaned on the chair as he reminisced about everything about the past month.

how he would wake up and head out immediately after getting ready, how he would go home with you already sleeping soundly and how much he completely neglected you.

he sat straight up and reached for the envelope, not the one he gave you, but the one he brought with him.

he opened it and tears fell on his cheeks.

he stared at the piece of paper, he worked hard for and also the reason why you're not here with him anymore.

“Certificate of Title”

it was the dream house of you two.

it doesn't mean anything anymore if the one he wanted to live there with, is already gone. He thought as he grabbed the pen in his suit pocket.

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i'll protect you.

Gyutaro X Reader

Word Count: 8.4k

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The squeals of the rats captured your attention while on your way to your house after you bought you and your father's dinner. You walked to where it came from and peeked at the dead end where the trash was usually thrown and picked up.

Your eyes enlarged when you caught how a boy impaled a rat with his kama. Before you could even ask him to stop it, he immediately picked them up and ripped out its skin with his bare teeth and gulped it down his throat and he didn't even waste the raw flesh.

“Hey! What are you doing?!” You ran to him and swatted the rat off of his hand.

As soon as you did that, he glared up at your tall figure compared to him. You got a little bit intimidated by his glare but you stood your ground.

“What are you doing?!” You asked him again.

“I'm eating.” He stands and snatches his hand from your hold.

“You're eating rats, oi!” You said as you grabbed your handkerchief and tried to wipe the blood around his mouth and on his chin.

The child, who was used to getting beat up, saw the hand coming close to him. The hands that would always hurt him. He crouched down to reach for his kama, but halts his movement.

It's gentle. He thought.

“Come on, look up at me so I can wipe the blood.” You told him and he absentmindedly complied.

After you were done, you smiled at him.

He widened his eyes, as if it's the first time someone smiled at him except his sister.

“That weapon is dangerous. You shouldn't be carrying that.” You said. “Your name?” You leaned down, while removing the dirt on his hair.

“Shabana G-Gyuutarou…” He stutters.

“Okay, Gyuutarou, why were you eating rats in the first place? That's not— Ah, anyway, please tell me why.” You asked him.

“I was hungry.” He shortly answered and held his stomach.

“Where do you live? What about your parents?” You questioned, as you look for something that you can give him.

“My mother always tries to kill me since I'm ugly. That's why, I search for my own food.” He uttered, making you freeze.

“What— What kind of moth— Argh! I don't even know what to say!” You said as you held the bridge of your nose.

You then stared at the dinner you just bought.

“Would you like to come with me then?” You invited him. He looks at you confused. “I'll treat you to dinner.” You said and stood properly.

You extended your hand to him, waiting for him if he'll accept it or not.

“A free dinner?” He repeated.

You nodded, smiling. “Mhmm. A free dinner.”

He connected his hands with yours, making you smile wider.

You two then started walking to your house.

“Hey, Gyuutarou, how old are you?” You asked him, trying to start a conversation.

“Seven…” He answered.

“Really? I'm sixteen! That means I'm a nee-san to you.” You proudly said.

“Nee-san?” He muttered.

“Just kidding. You don't have to call me if you don't want to, don't worry.” You told him. “Well, we're here.”

You said as you opened the shoji screen to your house. You first look out if your father's footwear is there, thankfully, it isn't.

He's out. I have a few hours to cook, let Gyuutarou have a bath, and eat before he arrives.

“Welcome.” You welcome him.

Your house was separated from the other houses, if someone were to shout, it'll be difficult to hear. It’s because your father hates it so much when he hears loud noises. He was reluctant to come in first, but your welcoming aura made him take a step to you.

•••

“I-I'm done…” He announced.

You turned your head to him, and your eyes sparkled.

“Oh, it looks good in you! It's the only cloth we had that I thought was close enough to fit you, but still it fitted you perfectly!” You said as you looked back at the food you were cooking.

“Wait a minute, this will be done in a few seconds.” You told him. He just hummed.

He sat on the tatami floor and stared at the yoshoku, already with a bowl of rice on his side and to the front. The child was on cloud nine.

This will be the first time he had even eaten at a proper dining table. He suddenly thought about his younger sister and thought that he would leave some for them too.

“Okay, it's done!” You said.

You saw how he perked up with what you said, making you chuckle.

The first bite shouldn't be much different from how he eats outside, but…

It's so warm and delicious. He thought as he took a second bite. Not like the foods I find in the trash that’s cold and rotten.

While eating, you noticed how he didn't move the half side of his food.

“Why aren't you eating the other portio– Wait, did you not like the taste?! Sorry!” You panicked.

“No, I just want to take home some for my little sister. I-It's delicious!” He said.

“What? So that was it? We can pack a separate one for her, so eat till you're full. Wait, I'll go get a bowl.” You said standing up.

Gyuutarou watches confusedly.

Why is she so nice to someone as ugly as me? Is she what they call a good person?

They do exist…

People who will help me.

Someone like me.

You came back to him with a large smile, and raised the bowl to show him it.

“Here. Make sure to delive–”

The front door suddenly opened quite violently.

What?! It's this time already?!

You reached for Gyuutarou's hand and pulled him to the back door. The poor child was confused once again.

“Sorry, Gyuutarou. You need to leave now, okay?” You told him.

“O-Okay..” He just agreed as he accepted the food you handed him.

You opened the door and waved to him.

“Well then, goodbye, Gyuutarou. Ah, don't eat rats anymore, okay?” You reminded him and he nodded.

He raised his one foot over the fence, but he looked back at you.

“Thank you! For letting me eat for free. Thank you, N… Nee-san!” He said as he disappeared.

You weren't able to hold back your chuckle.

“You're welcome.” You whispered. “Ouch!”

You winced in pain when something flew right to your head.

“Oi! Why are there two plates on the table?! You were just eating with someone, right? You damn wench! That was your lover, right? Huh?!” He shouts as he dashes towards you.

“You keep on refusing to be a courtesan and be a use to me and now you're flirting around with some men, huh?!” He said and held your jaw.

No matter what I say now, it won't change anything. He'll just get mad at everything. No point in fighting back.

•••

“AHHH!! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?! WHAT HAVE I DONE TO YOU?!” The man wrapped around with Daki's obi cried while floating.

“You've done nothing. It's not you, it's your face.” Daki smirked. “It's just your face that never fails to make me infuriate.” She added.

“W-What?” The man asked.

“I wanted to play with you a little longer, but I really can't stomach seeing your face, so bye-bye~!” Daki sang as he released the tightness of her obi.

She then walks on the roof as she listens to the cries down the road.

“Hey, Onii-chan… When will I see Nee-san?” Daki talks to her brother in her mind.

“Who knows?” Gyuutarou answers.

“We've already seen that guy's face multiple times and we never fail to kill him as soon as we see him. But, why isn't she here? Why is someone as kind as her not yet given the opportunity to live again?” Daki talks as she changes her appearance to get back and act as an Oiran.

“Maybe, it was the same reason. Someone who is as kind as her shouldn't be born in this unjust and cruel world.” Gyuutarou theorized.

“That's right! That must be why!” Daki thought.

“Heh. If that's true, then I'll guess I'll give those damn gods a compliment for that.” Gyuutarou snickered, ready to forget his wrath against them, if that was the case.

“That's right! Nee-san is so kind, she shouldn't be exposed to this sick world. Ah–! But, Onii-chan, if ever she was born, should we turn her to a demon too? So that we can be together forever! The three of us!” Daki delightedly told her brother.

“Who knows?” He stopped. “I'm going to sleep. Wake me up if there's an enemy you can't beat with that small brain of yours.” He announced.

Nee-san… He thought before he succumbed to sleep, thinking about that day.

•••

I hate snow…

It's cold. It hurts.

“Onii-chan, it's cold!” The small figure of his little sister quivers while they walk they don't know where. “Let's go back home, onii-chan!” She cries.

“We can't! We don't have a home anymore! Ever since our mother died, we've been kicked out of the house!” Gyuutarou said, not looking back at his sister.

He's holding her hand, that's why he knows she's already at her limit.

He looked around and saw a straw cape. It was a bit rugged, but beggars can't be choosers. They settled on the side of the road.

He put it over them. There were a few holes in the cape, so he made sure that it'll be on his side, not on his sister.

“It's still cold, onii-chan.” She commented.

Gyuutarou hugs the cape closer to them.

“Don't worry, Ume, it's just snow. It's nothing compared to us!” Gyuutarou reassures her.

She looks up at him.

“The two of us together can't be beat! I promise you! We're always going to be together! I'm never going to leave you!” He promised as he pulled her closer.

“Gyuutarou?”

The siblings look at where the voice came from. Gyuutarou rejoiced, but it only lasted for a second.

How cold he was became the least of his problems.

“Ah, I knew it. It's you. It's been a while.” You said as you crouched down in front of them.

“Onii-chan, who is she?” Ume asked with her weak voice.

“Nee-san.” He mutters. He only realized now that you've never given him your name.

“Onii-chan? She's your little sister?” You surprisedly stared at her. Gyuutarou nodded. “Wow, she's so cute.”

Gyuutarou didn't reply. He just looks at your state.

Why does it look like she's sick? She's definitely skinnier than how she was the last time I saw her. And those scars.

“Why are you two out here?” You asked.

“We've been kicked out of our house.” Gyuutarou shortly answered.

“Then, how about coming to my house tonight?” You suggested.

•••

“Wah! Cute! Ume-chan, everything looks good on you!” You clapped as Ume spins around, showing how much she loves the kimono.

“Thank you, nee-san!” She jumped on your arms and you quickly catched her.

“Good thing, I haven't thrown out my clothes when I was little.” You said as you pats her head.

“Let's eat. I prepared a hot pot for us.” You said as you tried to stand.

As you get on your feet, your sight suddenly twirls. You lost your balance, but the two siblings were there to help you.

“A-Ah… Thank you, you two. Sorry, lately I feel like the world is spinning, haha.” You said as you regained your posture.

Your laugh made the clueless child, Ume, laugh too and smile at you, but Gyuutarou knew something was wrong.

“Ah! Hot pot! This is my first time eating one!” Ume excitedly waits for you to give them a go that it's ready.

“Really? Then, have your fill.” You told her sweetly.

“They said when you're eating a hotpot, you should be with your family. Then, that makes us family!” Ume said with a wide smile on her face.

You two stare at her.

Us? Family? Gyuutarou thought in awe.

“Oi, Ume! Don't be so—” Gyuutarou tried to stop his sister, because he thought you might not like it.

“Family, huh? I see, so we're a family! You're right.” You chuckled. You said as you reached for both of their cheeks and caressed it softly. “I'd love to be part of the family.”

It's like the morning sun…

It's warm, but it's not too hot. A warmth that gives you an odd comfort.

That's what Nee-san's hold was like…

It makes me want to feel it again, the moment it leaves my skin.

•••

“Let's head to sleep, shall we?” You told them.

You laid three futon mattresses next to each other. Ume ran and jumped on the middle one.

“This spot is mine! I wanna be next to onii-chan and nee-san.” She said,

“Okay, okay. Then, Gyuutarou will be there. Goodnight.” You muttered as you blew out the candles.

In the middle of the night, you were woken up by a sound of shuffling outside the room. You looked at its direction and saw a light.

You looked to your side and saw the two children sleeping soundly.

You hurriedly, but quietly stand up, to not wake up the two. You went to where you were keeping the money and put it inside your clothes. You thought it might be a burglar.

You run to the door and slide it a bit, enough for you to peek.

Your eyes widened and you stepped out and closed the door behind you.

“Father, what are you doing here?” You asked the person searching for something.

He looks at you for a bit, but brings his focus back on what he's doing.

“This is my house, why are you asking me– why am I here?” He said, hiccuping.

“Are you drunk again?” You asked him.

“So what if I am?!” He shouts. You flinched.

You were scared, but you were more concerned that his shouts might've woken up the children.

“I thought you'll be staying at your friend's for days?” You questioned him, but a more condensing voice as to not irritate him.

“I was, but I ran out of money, I was planning to go get some earlier, but it took forever for the snow to end.” He answered and slammed the door of the cabinet, when he didn't find money.

He then looks at you, still hiccuping.

“Give me some of my money.” He said and showed his palms to you.

“I-I only have some for our food and things we need to—” You suddenly found a hand covering your mouth harshly.

“I said give me money, I'm not asking if we have money.” He said pulling your face closer to him.

“B-But—” Your words are muffled, but you still tried your best to answer him. “If you s-spend it, I can't buy us food to eat.” You explained to him.

His eyes enlarged with rage as he threw you to the side, and you hit your forehead on the wall. It started bleeding, but you were okay with it.

Just like always, he'd just throw you on the ground, once he didn't get what he wanted.

You were lying about the money, but also not.

If things would just go as usual, he'd just go outside and ask someone to lend him money and once he was able to get some, he'd just drink until the money ran out.

Now that he didn't grab some money from you, you're just waiting for him to go out.

“Are you sure you're not just hiding it from me?” He uttered. You froze.

“I-I'm not! I promise, I'm not!” You desperately argued.

But, he didn't listen to you and walked to your room, you immediately got on your feet.

It was him who's drunk, but your wobbly walk makes it seem like you're the drunk one. Was it when you bumped your head? You don't have to think about it right now.

“Don't—!”

It was too late.

When he opened the door, he saw a boy and a girl. The girl was scared, hiding behind her brother, and the said brother was ready to fight him, despite the difference in their physique.

The scene was enough for your father to get almost sober. He was sure this has happened before. He furiously looks at you.

“You fed these damn stray kids, didn't you?!” Your father went to you.

“Didn't I tell you not to waste my money on useless things!” He shouts. “I work to feed you, so don't you dare use it on these damn strays!”

Hearing him call them stray kids, and that helping them is useless must've hit something in you, that made you say the words that could cost something precious.

“You work and give me only half of your income to get us through your next pay while also paying your debts, but in those times, you always ask me for money to buy alcohol once you've spent the money you have! AND I HELP OUT TO OUR NEIGHBORS AND THEY PAY ME, SO IT WAS MY MONEY THAT I USED TO BUY THEM FOODS!” You shout at him.

Your anger got the best of you, that you forgot…

“So you were working and you do have money.” He repeated.

You just remembered it. The reason why you're keeping it a secret from him.

He'd just force you to give him the money you earned and drown himself in alcohol.

“How dare you lie to your father, you useless thing?!” He shouted before he raised his hands on you.

You used your left arm to protect yourself, that's why it's no surprise a wound appeared. You fell on the ground and saw his feet going towards you. You hunch your body and you close your eyes to brace yourself for it, but it didn't land.

“OUCH!” Your father screamed in pain.

You looked and saw Gyuutarou biting his thigh. Your father tried to grab him but his little body was flexible enough to dodge it and jump back.

“Don't hurt nee-san, you stinky old man!” He said.

“You damn child!” Your father ran to him and caught him. He mercilessly threw the poor child on the ground.

“Gyuutarou!”

“Onii-chan!”

The enraged older man grabbed Gyuutarou's hair. The kid struggled to remove your father's hand on his locks, but the difference in their strength and build is the reason why it's no use.

You grit your teeth as you hit your head, trying to use force to make your sight clearer.

“Let go of my brother!” Ume cries as she charges towards your father.

“Ume, no—!” You and Gyuutarou shouts.

But, your father wants to pour his anger on the little boy he's holding, that's why he pushed Ume, making her slide to the floor.

You managed to walk to them, only to be slapped hard that you fell.

“You! Don't you dare touch ne— DON'T TOUCH MY SISTERS! I SWEAR I’LL KILL YOU!” Gyuutarou roared, scratching your father's skin with his nails.

It pained your father, so he let go of Gyuutarou subconsciously. Gyuutarou falls on the ground and before he can process that he's already free, your father's fist's are already on their way to Gyuutarou's face.

But, instead of Gyuutarou, it was your father that fell on the ground.

The two children were surprised, until they saw that behind your father, who's now writhing in pain, you were there holding a vase.

“Nee-san!” The two rejoiced, but you pulled them by their wrist and strugglingly led them to the door.

Gyuutarou knows this scenario already.

“Leave! He's in pain right now, but he'll get up in a few seconds, so you need to leave now! Sorry, nee-san can't protect you. I'm just as weak, so I want to at least leave here.” You swiftly said as you wrapped the two of them in thick clothes.

You remembered the money in your clothes, you're not sure why, but at that moment, you didn't think about what you will use in the next few days, or even your future, as you put the cash in Gyuutarou's pocket.

“Nee-san, we can't leave you here! Come with us!” Gyuutarou suggested.

“No, my body won't be able to handle it and I'll be just a dead weight. Now, leave.” You told him as you stood up and turned around.

“Don't worry, I'll carry you—”

“GYUUTAROU! LEAVE NOW!” You shouts when you hear your father's footsteps.

Gyuutarou almost turned stone by the volume of your voice. He unconsciously reached for Ume's hand and opened the door.

“We'll call for someone!! I'll come back nee-san!” He said as he ran off with Ume.

They didn't even run very far, but they heard your scream.

He didn't look back. He's determined to call for someone for help.

But, Gyuutarou forgot…

“GO AWAY, YOU UGLY BRAT!”

“PISS OFF!”

Your warmth and kindness made him forget how he was treated in this district where beauty is the basis if you fit or not.

But, still he prayed you wait for them until he comes back with help. He held onto that thin string of hope.

Gyuutarouu ran and ran, shouting and asking for help. His little sister had long been tired. For the first time, she let his brother leave him to get help for you. Gyuutarou agreed while making sure that she's somewhere warm and safe.

He ran, stopped, and begged for a hand, but then he'll get ward off and then repeat.

He's not even sure how much time has passed.

Until, his tiny body gave up.

His eyes were suddenly so heavy, so was his body. He can't even take another step, let alone shout.

He cried.

He cried while cursing himself.

If he was a bit more stronger, he wouldn't have to beg for these people's help and he could've fought your father right there and then.

"Dammit… Why am I so useless?" He cried before he passed out on the cold street.

•••

There was pain on his sides.

It was the reason why he was woken up.

Only to see an adult kicking him awake, wanting him off of the road.

As he stood up, the first thing he did was walk to his sister. Ignoring the pain in his feet and throat.

He found Ume sleeping with a thick straw cape on. Someone must've given her that. He's sure that whoever that person is, they must've offered her a warmer place, and that Ume straightly refused them to wait for him at where he left her.

He's just thankful that his sister is a beauty.

He leaned down to wake her up, but then an envelope fell from his chest. It was the money you put in him.

“NEE-SAN!” He yelled, waking up the girl. “UME, LET'S GO TO NEE-SAN! HURRY!”

Even though he was flat out rejected by everyone yesterday, he was hopeful.

At least, now it's daylight. People would pass by your house, they can just drag them now.

As they got closer to your house, Gyuutarou's eyes shined when he saw that crowd swarm the front of your house.

They helped nee-san!

They got closer and saw your father getting dragged out, with visible injuries.

But… It was all a misleading sight.

The moment they were right in front of the entrance was the moment Gyuutarou's eyes went blank.

"...turns out her father beat her up to death…" He heard some onlookers.

It’s almost as if every weight in the world was put on his tiny body.

“No… No, you're kidding, right?” He laughs as he stares at the body on the ground with a fabric covering it.

The authorities told the forensics to get the body, since more people are coming by.

“That's not nee-san. That's not nee-sa—” Gyuutarou's in denial came to a stop when as the men raise the plank and accidentally the left arm fell out.

Gyuutarou's eyes water as he stares at the same wound you got from protecting yourself from your father.

He fell on his knees and Ume cried.

“Poor girl. Wasn't she sick?” “Mhmm.” “I think she inherited her mother’s disease.”

Gyuutarou looks at the ground while listening to them talk.

“While she's sick, she has to put up with her alcoholic father and his beating.” “Also, she works too, right?” “You're right. It's a shame she died.”

He stood and started walking.

“You knew all of that and yet you never checked if she's okay, or if she can keep up with it… It's not that you were scared to get involved, you all just decided to ignore her.” He started. He huffs as he looks at them with rage in his eyes.

“NOW THAT SHE'S GONE YOU'LL SAY HOW UNFORTUNATE IT WAS?! IF YOU HELPED HER FROM THE START THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPENED! SO DON'T ACT LIKE YOU'RE SO CLEAN WHEN YOU'VE TURNED BLIND EYE ON WHAT'S HAPPENING!!” He screamed.

“What's with this kid?!” They said as they glared at the kid in front of them.

“Shut up! We have our own problems, brat!” They said and kicked him.

Even if they know where he's coming, they'll never acknowledge it as long as it's from him, is what they thought and walked away.

“Y-You all just wanted others to think that you sympathized with her. That you pity her. But, you never made a move even if you saw her losing weight and with evident scars. Why are you all acting so almighty?” He mutters even if he knows the words he just said will not be delivered to those he wanted to hear it.

“Onii-chan!” Ume ran to his brother, who's curled up on the side of the road, crying, not because of the pain from the kick.

“Nee-san's gone…” He muttered as he pulled his sister to a hug.

The only person who'll be willing to help us.

Now, there's no one to run to. No one will help us now.

There's no warmth anymore.

If only I was stronger and was able to fight that jerk. We could've shared another meal.

If only I was stronger, I could've protected nee-san.

Gyuutarou listens to his little sister's cries.

No…

He stood up and held Ume's hand pulling her to the direction of their previous house.

“Onii-chan, where are we going?” Ume asked.

“We're going to get my scythe.” He stated. He left it in their house and never moved it once, ever since you told him not to eat rats, since that was the only reason he used that.

“I'll protect you, Ume.” He mutters and Ume just hummed unknowingly.

Also, next time if you come back, even if it’s in another life… I promise that when that time comes I'll be able to protect you.

•••

“Warabihime Oiran, there is a new girl in the house.” A girl kneeling on the door said. She flinched when she heard the Oiran click her tongue.

“DO I LOOK LIKE I CARE?!” She shouted and threw the mirror to the woman's direction, thankfully for her the door frame received the hit not her.

“I-I’m sorr—”

"Warabihime Oiran, the client from yesterday wants to meet you again." Another girl arrived, telling the other girl to leave so as to not agitate the Oiran even more.

Warabihime did not respond and she just got ready to leave and told them to clean up the mess.

As she walked to the hallway, two girls didn't notice her and continued chatting.

“She said she's just here to raise money for her father's medical bills that were left, now that he died.”

“Huh? So she's not sold because of debt.”

“Running your mouth instead of doing your damn work!” She shouted at them.

They immediately make way for her while apologizing. She gritted her teeth as she passed by them, looking at them with irritation.

“Warabihime Oiran,” The madam muttered when she saw the oiran.

Warabihime immediately put her lips to a smile.

“Good evening, madam.” She greeted, keeping up her benevolent act.

“A new girl arrived today, please be kind to her.” She told her, even though she knows she won't follow it. Warabihime just smiled and she just went to meet her client.

After a few hours, she came back looking so pissed. Her client was just as annoying as he was yesterday. She could've killed him, but she knows how rich that person is.

As soon as she arrived, she knocked off the things on the cabinet on the front door to the ground.

They didn't have the guts to ask her what happened nor the courage to ask her to stop. If only the masters were there, they could've controlled Warabihime's rampant, now that customers can come in any time.

“You go! You're new here!” A courtesan said as she pushed you to Warabihime.

“Huh? Why me?” You whispered, keeping in your mind that she's a senior.

She didn't even answer, but the others just decided to push you towards the Oiran too. The last woman who pushed you, because of the fear she's feeling, unintentionally pushed you too hard.

Your head hit her back.

“HUH?!”

Warabihime turned around, before you could even take a step back, she caught your wrist and held it tight.

You clenched your jaw with how tight her grip is. You're too scared to look up at her.

What should I do?!

“HEY YOU!” She grumped. “NOT ONLY YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO BUMP TO ME, YOU'RE ALSO SO DISRESPECTFUL TO NOT LOOK ME IN THE EYES?! SEEMS LIKE YOU NEED SOME HARD LECTURING!”

“W-Warabihime Oiran, she's new—”

“HUH?!” She glared at the woman who spoke, who immediately shut her mouth.

I gotta apologize! Before she snaps at me— No, she's already mad at me!

“S-Sorry—” You said looking up at her.

“HUH?!”

“EEK—!” You immediately closed your eyes.

Everyone was expecting another shout from Warabihime, but she kept quiet. She can't believe what her eyes are seeing.

After so many years of searching and waiting…

“Nee-san…” She mutters.

You opened your eyes, knowing that that was directed to you.

“Yes?” You asked, tilting your head a bit.

She realized what she just said and released your hand quickly. She regained her posture and cool. She then started walking to her room.

“Clean this up before a customer comes in.” She ordered that they hastily followed. You were also about to help out when she suddenly called you.

“Ne– You. Come to my room after cleaning.” She said and turned around.

Why? Am I going to get lectured in private?! You thought as you swallowed enzymes in your mouth.

“Onii-chan! Onii-chan! Wake up!” Warabihime talks to her brother in her mind when he reaches her room. Gyuutarou responded to her voice, he immediately got out of her back.

“What? An enemy?” The first thing he asked as soon as he woke up. Daki shook her head.

“Nee-san!” She announced. Gyuutarou furrowed his brow.

"What's up with—” He stopped mid-sentence, looking at his sister blankly. “Don't tell me—”

*Knock*

“W-Warabihime Oiran, I've come.” You announced.

They both fell quiet.

Huh? Did she not hear me? Wait— What if something happened inside?!

“Warabihime Oiran—” You slide the door open to see if everything's fine. Your eyes widened when you saw a guy in the room and immediately closed the door again.

“Sorry, I didn't know there was a customer.” You quickly apologized, bowing your head to no one.

Ahh! There was a customer inside! And he's already half naked! If I barged in a little later, who can guess what I might have witnessed!

I heard the Oiran here is short tempered. Well, seeing what happened earlier, I won't be surprised if she got mad at me!!

The door suddenly opened and Daki pulled you inside.

“Eh?!”

Wait, wait! Why?! Does she want me to join?!

“Look, Onii-chan!” Daki said and showed you to his brother, as she stood behind you.

Eh? Onii-chan? Wait— Onii-chan…

WHAT WAS I THINKING?!

You kneel and bowed, apologizing profusely, but never mentioning why you're apologizing.

When Daki crouched and went in front of you. You stopped bowing, thinking you might hit her. As soon as you halt your movements, she embraces you tightly.

“You're back.” She muttered.

“Yes?” You asked, but she didn't reply.

You then looked at the guy in front of you. He's staring at you, looking so dumb founded.

Is this really Nee-san? What if she just looks like her? Should I still—

Now, it was Gyuutarou's turn to crouch. He moved some of his hair to the side using his hand that still held his scythe.

You flinched as soon as he did that. Gyuutarou saw that and his shoulder dropped.

“Um.. S-Sorry, but that weapon looks dangerous. I think you shouldn't carry it like that.” You sheepishly told him.

Gyuutarou moved his sister to the side, but the woman kept on clinging onto you. Now she's hugging your stomach, while almost like laying on the floor.

“It's not because I'm ugly and scary?” Gyuutarou asked as he put away the weapon and held your shoulder.

“Ugly? Who's ugly?” You questioned genuinely. You saw from his facial expression that he's probably talking about himself.

You laughed.

“Oh, please, sir. You're joking, right? Even if we've just met, I'll accept it if you ask my hand for marriage, hahaha.” You said even scratching the back of your head.

Daki raised her head and looked at you.

Huh—

“No, I was just kidding! Ah– No! Not about how you look good— Wait— Ahahaha.” You just laughed it off.

Gyuutarou gets on his feet and turns around.

“Um, I didn't mean—”

“Warabihime Oiran. The masters have arrived and they want to talk to you.” Someone said from the outside.

She stood and went to the room connected to her room. She changes her clothes that were ripped when Gyuutarou came out of her back.

When she finishes, she slowly runs to you. You straightened up and faced her, not wanting to look at Gyuutarou after the embarrassing thing that came out of your mouth. She held your hand and smiled.

“I'll be doing work, so wait for me here, okay, Nee-san?” She said.

Nee-san?

“Uh, yes. I understand.” You just agreed.

She then walks to the door and proceeds to be the usual Warabihime she is.

Wow, she changes her attitude fast…

Wait, why did she call me ‘Nee-san’?

You stared at the door she just closed and bit your lower lip.

Awkward! It's so awkward!

Now that we're left together, I can clearly remember the shameful scene earlier!

Should I go and start talking to him?

“Um, how was your day?”

Couldn’t you come up with a better topic?

“Sorry! That was a stupid questio—” As you turned around to properly apologize, you found nothing but the furniture in the room.

“Huh? When did he leave?” You asked yourself.

Gyuutarou have long gone back inside Daki.

“How was that, Onii-chan? That's definitely Nee-san, right?!” Daki talks to her brother.

“I'm not sure.” Gyuutarou replied.

Daki stopped walking, as did the guys who she's with in the Oiran Procession, though she immediately continued it.

“Why?!” She asks. Gyuutarou did not respond.

We're not sure if she's really nee-san or she just has the splitting image of her.

But…

“That weapon is dangerous. You shouldn't be carrying that.”

“S-Sorry, but that weapon looks dangerous. I think you shouldn't carry it like that.”

Those words that she said…

How can I not think that they're the same person if they said those same words?

After a moment, Gyuutarou made his resolve.

“Even if she's not really nee-san, I'll protect her. The chance to do what I wasn't able to do last time is here.” He said and got out of Daki again when she arrived at the room.

I won't let anything happen to her this time.

•••

It was a weird day for you to start as a courtesan, but you were grateful.

You already tried to accept what you will experience once you entered this, but somewhere deep inside you, you still wish you had another choice.

And that another choice, Warabihime Oiran gave it to you.

The house master noticed how Daki was especially nice to you, though she was still as mean to the other, when you're not looking.

That's exactly the reason why they made you her confidant. You were assigned to tend to her every need.

You didn't have to entertain men.

You just have to make sure Warabihime will be comfortable and it will be easy for her to meet the client and you'll be able to raise money for the debt.

The times you spent with Warabihime made you close with her.

You always ask her why she calls you Nee-san, but she would always brush it off with a smile and hug you tightly just like what she did the first time you met her.

And every day, you would always see her older brother in the room, just watching you two.

But, when Warabihime would be called by the master, she knew they would talk about her unacceptable actions, so she would always tell you to not come, leaving you alone with Gyuutarou.

At first, the room was so quiet.

But, as time went by, you got the courage to start a conversation with him.

“You lose!” You celebrated swinging your arms in the air.

Gyuutarou sighed and rested his cheeks on his hand, sitting with his legs crossed, as he watched you blest with your win.

“What? What? What's with the sigh, Gyuutarou-san? Are you angry because I beat you?” You teased, putting your hand just in front of your mouth.

Gyuutarou clicked his tongue lightly.

Damn, how am I going to win here without ruining the whole house?

“Yes, I'm still the King of Menko!” You said and danced around the room.

He looks at you with a slight smile, looking at how carefree you are with him.

He suddenly hears footsteps walking towards the room. Gyuutarou knows one of those are his sister's, and another one he doesn't know. He was sure that Daki would never bring a human to her room since he's there and if she wanted to eat them, she could've done that in the victim's room.

There's only one reason then.

She plans to kill this person.

He immediately stood and held your wrist, pulling you to the window. He leaped to the roof, holding you carefully with his arms like a heroine.

“Uwah! Gyuutarou, you jump so high!” You said, so amazed that he can almost see your eyes sparkling in this late night.

He sets you down slowly, helping you balance yourself.

When you got a grasp of how hard the wind blew, you finally looked at the scenery.

“WOW! IT'S SO PRETTY!” You muttered.

Gyuutarou looks at you, now he's sure. The lights of the house and street light reflected to you. Now he's sure that your eyes are now sparkling.

“Let's go.” He said and walked.

“Huh? Where?” You said as you followed him.

“To a higher place. The view there is better. I guess you can call this a reward for winning that stupid game.” He answers.

You smiled widely and ran to him, caging his arms with yours. He was a bit surprised when you did that.

“Hey, be careful! If you fall, you won't be able to regenerate!” He scolds.

“Regenerate?” You asked.

“Ah, no. Nothing.”

“Anyways, thank you! Ever since meeting you guys, even though I only see you at night, I've never been so happy!” You smiled, looking up at him.

He stared at you for a few seconds.

“Hold on tight, we're jumping.” He said, wrapping his arms securely around your waist.

•••

There was a festival being celebrated that day, so the houses opened a little earlier than usual.

And Warabihime is still in her room, since the sun is just setting, not that you know that's the reason. Still, you decided to do some work in the house.

“Can you put this on the cabinet on the front door for me?” A girl said. You said okay and carried the vase she was holding.

The girls here have treated me so well, ever since I became Warabihime Oiran's aide.

Maybe, they were just giving respect to my position as a confidant, not really because of me.

“Not that I'm complaining.” You said as you positioned the vase on the furniture.

“Welcome!”

You heard the others greet, so you looked at the customer and bowed too.

“It's good seeing you again, Houtarou-sama.” A girl said.

If I'm right, he's one of the underlings of a customer who is extremely rich. That guy is very fond of Warabihime Oiran, so I'm sure he'll search for her, but she won't be out until nighttime.

“My master wants to meet Warabihime, please send her to my master.” He ordered.

The girls looked at each other, they didn't know if they should follow the customer, or follow their fear that if they went to the Oiran right now, they'd probably be just subjected to her vile attitude.

You stepped forward and bowed to the man.

“I apologize, Houtarou-sama. But, Warabihime Oiran is occupied as of now. We ask to wait until she's free.” You said, still bowing.

“You. Are you new here? I never see you around.” He mutters.

“I got here a few months back, so…" You answered. “Also, I'm Warabihime Oiran's aide, so it might be hard to notice me standing next to a beauty like her.” You added.

“I see, so you're not new and Warabihime is busy.” He repeated.

“Yes, that's quite right.” You stood straight and looked at him.

“Then, you come in place of her.” He state and dragged you to where his master was.

“Wai– Please let go of me! I'm not a–” You struggled to stop him from dragging you away from the house.

“Even if you're her aide, you still work there, right? Then, go and entertain my master before Warabihime arrives!” He shouts.

Even if I'm working there, I never really had the chance to do what a courtesan really does!

Even if you tried to pull out of his hold, it was useless.

He reached the house where his said master is waiting in no time. He immediately went to the farthest, yet fanciest looking door on the second floor.

“Master, it's sad to say that Warabihime Oiran is unavailable for now.” He started. “In place of her, I brought her closest aide for you.” He said.

“Bring her in.” He ordered.

The guy quickly followed it and forcefully pulled you in. You saw a man who's probably in his late 40's sitting proudly in the middle of the room. The Houtarou guy silently exits, leaving you two alone.

He stood up and walked towards you. Everytime he took a step forward, you took a step backwards, until you reached the wall.

“Wow, you're Warabihime's aide and yet this is the first time I saw you. And, you are this beautiful!” He said as he took a lump of your hair and ran it through his fingers.

“Soft and silky. The Kyougoku House must've taken good care of you or is it because you're the Oiran's aide?”

You didn't answer and just looked up at his towering figure.

“Either way, you're good.” He said.

He smiled creepily, you felt chills creep on your skin at the same time. He raised his hand to cup your cheeks and caress it, but you immediately slapped it away.

He was surprised at first, but then he laughed.

“Hey, hey, what do you, a mere courtesan, thinking, slapping a hand of a general? You wanna die?” He threatened, making you flinch.

“But, I can't say I don't like that… I know! Why don't you become my mistress?” He said as he tried to reach for your face again, but you turned away.

All his harassment… At first the whole thing made you scared for a second, since you were suddenly put on the spot, but now, all of his actions and him pushing himself on you, makes you irritated.

“Don't you want that? I'll buy your contract and you'll be my mistress? How does that sound? I'm sure that's what most women like you wanted to hear from customers, right?” He haughtily uttered.

“Working as Warabihime Oiran's aide for months, I was able to save money to buy my contract on my own. I don't need you.” You strongly said to him.

“What?” He furrowed his brows madly.

“I said I don't need you, nor do I want to be your mistress.” You repeated. “Excuse me,” You said and tried to get out while there's a chance.

“How dare you?!” He muttered as he grabbed your arms and pulled you to him.

“Let go of me!” You squeal.

He nabbed your mouth with his palm.

“Know your place, you damn prostitute.” He said and threw you to the ground.

“Ouch!” You cried.

You tried to stand up, only to feel a pain on your feet and fell down again.

I think my ankle got dislocated! Damn, now I can't run!

He walked to the side of the room and picked up his pistol.

Your eyes widened. You've never seen one in real life, but you've heard about how that weapon can kill someone with one pull on the trigger.

“I even went out my way and offered you, politely, yet you still refuse it. Didn't I tell you that I'm a General?” He said while he walked back to you.

You crawled, eyeing the window and thinking of shouting out for help. You're sure that outside the door, his underlings are probably there.

You reached for the window's lift and was about to lift it, when a tanto knife came flying piercing through the wall. It grazed you a bit, that's why you pulled your arm back and hissed in pain.

“I…” He started.

You looked at him and pushed your back on the wall.

“If I want something, I should, and I will get it.” He said as he took another step closer to you.

“Sounds like a spoiled brat, don't you think?” You commented, trying to hide the fact that how he waves around the gun makes you anxious.

“You think so? I think it's just the proper way of how a general should act.” He answered.

“Your logic sure is twisted.” You said. You tried to stop the blood coming out of your wound by putting pressure on it. All while, you try to distract him and grab a chance to ask for help.

“Maybe, it's about the way you're parents have raise—”

“SHUT UP! I'M NOT LISTENING TO YOUR CRAPS! YOU'VE TURNED DOWN MY OFFER, NOW YOU'RE JUST THE SAME AS GARBAGE TO ME!” He said and pointed the gun to you.

You froze and you definitely saw your life flashes in front of you for a moment.

“NOW DIE—!”

You closed your eyes and just waited for the bullet to end your life, but you heard a thump.

“Why don't you go and die instead?”

When you heard his voice, you immediately opened your eyes.

The general guy is now on the ground, his face, which was covered in blood, is almost split in half.

You stared at Gyuutarou.

“Yapping and yapping, talking about your privilege of being a general and your damn tantrums. She's not like my little sister who can mercilessly stab your eye. She's a nice person, so don't go making her scared, I'll kill you. Oh, I think I just did that.” He said and laughs.

“Gyuutarou…” You whispered.

He looked back at you and you flinched. His eyes have letters on it now, it's not the usual blue color too.

What now? He thought.

He rushed here after having an uneasy feeling and after hearing from Daki that you got dragged by some guy, but now what?

After hiding it for months, now it's out.

“You…” You slowly stood up, still limping a bit about your ankle.

He's a demon, so he shouldn't be surprised that he'll get that kind of reaction, but he hopes it wasn't from you. And also, he wanted to check if you're alright.

You ran.

Seeing this, Gyuutarou was taken aback. Of course, after seeing that, you still ran.

Ran to him.

You wrapped your arms around his thin torso.

He wasn't sure why, but he found himself embracing you back.

How relieved was he to see you not only completely fine, but also how you're not scared too.

He might've been more anxious this time than when he wasn't sure whether the blood he received would successfully turn him to a demon or not.

“I was so scared.” You admitted.

“It’s fine now.”

As he thought about it, he slightly tightened the hug.

“Ow, I can't breathe, Gyuutarou.” You muttered, cheeks squeezed on his bare chest.

He immediately thought of letting go, but you didn't let him. Just a bit of air to pass through was enough, you don't want to let go of him yet.

You glanced up at him, smiling.

The smile that made Gyuutarou remember the warmth…

The feeling of the morning sun that I never felt again, maybe because I turned to a demon, or maybe because you left him.

But you're here now. I'm not questioning it anymore. I just know it's you.

“Thank you for protecting me!” You muttered.

His eyes widened.

It's like something was lifted off of his back.

All this time, he carried the guilt of not being able to back then, but now…

“I've protected you this time…”

That's all I've wanted to hear from you that day.

If I was able to bring at least one person to stop your father. That's all I wanted to hear from you, while you touch my cheeks with your warm hands.

That was all I wanted.

He held onto your body, his hands on the back of your head and on the back.

“I'll promise I'll still protect you, so please, don't leave us again.”

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