#reo mikage fluff | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

kaeichi · 1 month

Text

ღ ˚⋅ coffee talk — mikage reo.

mikage reo is not addicted to caffeine.

that's what he keeps telling nagi, anyway. the latter doesn't know why he keeps reiterating that “fact” either—he doesn't even care, nor does he believe him in the first place—but even someone like nagi would suspect something is amiss solely by the way reo keeps coming back to the coffee shop that the heir deemed second-rate not too long ago.

today marks day eleven of visiting said coffee shop in a row; nagi barely steps his foot in, and he already wants to leave.

“welcome, reo! and nagi too!”

that something that nagi suspects comes in the form of a living, breathing person; one that usually takes reo’s order and makes his specialized coffee for him.

(“it tastes different somehow, nagi!” reo had explained to him the other day, justifying his countless visits and spending too much on tips—though for the pro soccer player and CEO of a business corporation, absolutely nothing is too much for him. “you should give it a try. i swear, that barista has magic hands or something. i've had so many macchiatos before, but none of them has tasted so…delectable, so lush, and so—”

“oh, i’m sure.” nagi commented offhandedly, zoning out and hoping this is just another one of reo’s many fleeting interests.)

unfortunately that is not the case this time, especially not with the way reo’s legs immediately go stiff when he advances rather awkwardly over the counter, as if he suddenly forgot how to walk just by the sound of your voice. nagi can tell how you pretend not to notice, a gentle smile on your face beckoning him closer, your eyes as warm as the yellow string lights hung on the walls around the quiet shop and the freshly ground arabica beans that you’ve been brewing in the back.

this is so…yeah, no. nagi should definitely just leave.

“the usual caramel macchiato today? or just a regular latte this time?” your eyes look up from the register when reo doesn't verbally reply, peering at him through your lashes, and he wants to smack himself for accidentally being entranced by your lips moving and taking too long to answer. he can already hear nagi’s voice taunting him: get a grip already, reo.

“yes, please.”

“…sorry, which one?”

he takes a second to breath. he has to, or else he'll end up making an even bigger fool of himself. “uh, i'll just get a latte. since i already had one this morning.”

you then focus your full attention to him, a teasing look evident in your gaze. “you should really tone down the caffeine intake, reo. i can't imagine how that'd be healthy for you.”

“haha, consider it as a compliment to your coffee-making skills.”

there is an actual growing concern that you have for him, since he has been showing up for the past eleven days and getting macchiatos or lattes; at times even twice a day, so your mild unease is valid. there is also that possibility that he's been getting those for someone else, but you discard that thought when you see him stay in the shop sometimes, leisurely drinking from his steaming mug as he types away on his laptop on nights that he's not overly busy.

nonetheless, he remains your favorite customer, and it's not just because of his generous tips and all. you do wonder what he does for a living; would it be rude to ask? though, you suppose you can reserve that question when you start to get to know him personally on some other occasion.

wait, get to know him personally? you glance towards the elegantly dressed male once again once you're done pouring the scalding liquid onto the disposable cup, taking in his lavish appearance and slicked back violet hair—you can't help but think he may be out of your league.

but something tells you that you shouldn't be afraid, not with the hint of pink dusting his cheeks and the earnest, tender smile that always adorns his face whenever he talks to you.

“my shift is ending in five minutes. if you wanna wait, then maybe we can head out together…?”

you're relieved to have taken the chance, because the purple-haired male suddenly jolts, “y-yeah, of course! let me just tell–” when reo turns around to see that his companion is nowhere to be found, he sighs. “…nevermind.”

he hears you stifle a giggle, a sweet melody falling in his ears, and he's so glad he found the time to squeeze in this quick trip tonight despite his hectic schedule. when you hand him his latte, the corners of his mouth inadvertently lifts up as he sees your handwriting on the cup in black ink:

Reo ღ ◡̈

a few minutes later, after you have changed out of your black apron and gathered your stuff, reo walks out of the coffee shop with you, the chilly autumn air breezing past his skin.

his eyes flit downward when you rub your hands in an attempt to heat them up.

it's cold tonight, coldest it has been in a week, yet reo feels warm all of a sudden, even though he barely had a sip from his drink. he wipes his free hand on his slacks, a build up of sweat coating his palm. he regrets not taking his blazer off in his car, because it now feels uncomfortably tight around him, and since when did it get so hot—

“you okay, reo?” you cast him a side glance over the shoulder, eyes raking over his restless form, “you're so fidgety.”

“sorry, yeah. it's just the coffee.”

you give a pointed look, wordlessly reminding him again that maybe he should dial it down or some. it's fine, he's not addicted to caffeine, to something else maybe, but not caffeine. reo’s gaze drifts downwards again, glancing at your empty palm again, and… oh.

that must've been why his fingers kept twitching. for now, he refrains from reaching out, hopeful that this wouldn't be his last encounter with you, and that he'll eventually find the courage someday.

slicked back hair reo.... reo i need u so bad ples

#ik theres alot of coffee shop AUs but u can never go wrong w one #this was js supposed to be a short drabble how did it end up with 1k words #pushing my third wheeler nagi agenda #hes so sick of them #blue lock x reader #mikage reo x reader #reo mikage x reader #blue lock imagines #reo mikage #mikage reo #mikage reo fluff #reo mikage fluff #reo mikage x you #mikage reo x y/n #mikage reo x you

248 notes · View notes

yuquinzel · 11 months

Text

loving reo mikage is something juvenile— like i love you’ s on post-it notes, stealing sly and shy glances in class. like pebbles hitting your window at night and whispers in your backyard. and even after years, it hasn't really changed.

it's still evident in the way he's pouting right now, but at the same time, can't really hide his growing smile.

“accept defeat,” you smirk, “i won fair and square, reo.”

“no, you didn't. I sent the text first— fuck my wifi, I'm gonna sue that company.” he urges, flashing his mobile screen at you to emphasize on the fact that it was indeed him, that sent the “morning, i love you :)” text first.

it's a little morning routine of yours— a competition of sorts to see who sends the good morning text first. they get bragging rights and the perks of choosing what series to binge watch for the day. it's only valid if you follow it up with an “i love you”, though.

“ooh,” you coo, “sounds like a you problem.” you bring a hand to brush back the lilac strands reo lets free on mornings like these, he leans and melts into your touch out of instinct.

“this is really unfair,” reo sighs. this is going to be an unpleasant dent in his winning streak for the past three weeks. “i set my alarms for five minutes earlier to send the text first."

you would be lying if you said you were surprised. to reo, giving in the extra effort is only natural. it's one of a kind— something you can never capture the essence of in just words. he does it because he can. because he wants to.

you know because even when he's been winning for the past weeks, somehow the series he picks to binge watch are always the ones you have casually mentioned wanting to watch. reo doesn't seem to realise that you notice, but that's what's really charming, isn't it?

your heart skips a beat nonetheless, “looks like it was my day today, i get bragging rights.”

“yeah, yeah. brag away, you only have today.” but he's smiling, “i'm gonna set an alarm for twenty minutes earlier.”

“my goodness,” you breathe, “i didn't know you had such a huge crush on me, reo.”

he pouts, “i literally tell you that everyday.”

“that's embarrassing,”

“it may be embarrassing but at least I'm happy.”

“you're happy having to wake up at 5:40 just so you can send a text first?” you laugh.

he mirrors it, “best moment of my day.”

“you're down bad, mikage.” you roll your eyes.

“you're the same. otherwise, you wouldn't be sending me these texts at 6 am.” reo hooks his arms around you, letting his head fall on your shoulders. the way he holds you is always the same— with a sense of safety, firm and protective but warm like a second blanket. it feels like home.

“guess i am.” you smile, a newfound bliss in your eyes.

although reo hates losing, this time he feels like he's won.

@rinnahhhh / blue you have the craziest and most romantic ideas please never stop :')

this is purely self indulgent therefore super short because reo is the best boyfriend in blue lock fite me :P

#❛ ‧˚🪐 — the dusk renditions.#reo mikage x reader #reo mikage x you #mikage reo x you #mikage reo x reader #reo drabble #reo x reader fluff #reo mikage fluff #blue lock x reader #blue lock x you #blue lock fluff #bllk fluff #bllk x reader #bllk x you

816 notes · View notes

frosted-hyacinth · 3 months

Text

When you have have a bad day

Feat. reo mikage Tags. fluff cw. none, probably... (if there are any, please let me know)

Reo opened the door to the apartment after some more boring time with his dad teaching him about the Mikage corporation and what he should do when he one day inherits it. Nothing important. Nothing even different than his usual day. Something that was different however, was that usually, you would have heard the sounds of the door opening and came to welcome him home, giving him a kiss. His inner lover part of him told him that something felt off, so he quickly took off his jacket and ran to your shared room. The door was open so he walked right in and was greeted by a sight of you in a blanket burrito and some muffled noises coming from your mouth that happened to be covered by the blanket. You realised that any sound you made wouldn't be heard clearly by your lover so you squirmed your hand to move the section of fabric that covered your mouth. "Come. Cuddles." You said looking at him with pleading eyes, something that he couldn't ever say no to. Not that he'd even be thinking of depriving you of your cuddles, he needed them to recharge after a long day after all, just like you. He headed towards the bed, but while walking, he muttered something under his breath. Something about getting a new blanket for you, one that you could speak to him with more easily if you decided to turn into a burrito again. As he reached the bed, you rolled out of the blanket, allowing him to slide in with ease, hands wrapped around you. He leaned his head forwards, both your foreheads now touching. You had a look of unease in your eyes, and with just that, he knew that something was wrong. "Come on, tell me." He said, eyes still directly looking into yours, you tilted your head in confusion. "Tell me what's bothering you." "What do you mean?" You said, eyes now breaking the intense eye contact, something the Reo noticed which further proved his suspicions of something going on. "Darling, tell me. I know when something's wrong." Your eyes looked down "I just had a bad day." "What happened?" "I..." You paused, searching for the right words to phase this “In the morning, I went out and tripped on a rock, I fell. And then after I went back home but then fell down the stairs, then I went to our room and I fell off the chair. Then I hit my head. On something.” Reo looked at you concerned, his brows furrowing “Are you alright?” He asked, mentally hoping that you didn’t concuss yourself during one of your falls “Do you need anything?” “No… But stay here. I’m cold and my head hurts after falling so many times. I don’t think anything major happened though…” Reo noped “We can cuddle but not too long, we should go to the hospital and get you checked.” “I-” “We need to make sure that you’re alright. That you didn’t get a concussion today.”

⋆⋅☆⋅⋆

“I don’t want to get out of beddd, pleaseeee, Reooo” You whined, latching your one remaining arm onto the bed, the other arm being pulled by Reo, dragging you off the bed. Your fingers slowly slipped off the bed and your body slid off the warm, comfortable bed and out of the fluffy blanket you had been laying in for the past hour, he picked you up and put you comfortably in his arms. He walked to the car then drove to the hospital, proceeding to carry you in the hospital then paying a large sum of money to get you a concussion check. Something you gladly talked him out of and got him to wait the line even though you really just tried to get him to drive you back home into the comfort of your house.

Sure you didn’t necessarily love having to get dragged out of bed to go to the hospital for concussion checks but you still loved Reo and that was all that mattered.

- i want to adopt soft reo, ✰ he would like hug you after a bad day and like spoil u with love and his money, not even just after a bad day but just in general, 映 - this is still kind of short but i like this so its fine

#reo mikage #reo mikage x reader #reo mikage x you #reo mikage fluff #mikage reo #mikage reo x reader #mikage reo x you #mikage reo fluff #blue lock #blue lock x reader #blue lock x you #blue lock fluff #bllk #bllk x reader #bllk x you #bllk fluff #⌕ 茶ʳᵉⁿ'ˢ ᵍᵃʳᵈᵉⁿ

164 notes · View notes

biaonww · 3 months

Text

"11:58 pm" reo mikage based • angst with... (hehe yall can guess for this one)

may contain errors, similar content is coincidental.

five years together, huh?

it was your anniversary today, with reo. you gave so much effort to get ready, setting the table, and cooking all his favorite foods.

but no, he did not come.

instead of him coming home, to be with you, his fiancè — there was a picture of him circulating on twitter, that he was caught holding another woman’s hand in public.

after that seeing that, you grip your phone tightly. all teary eyed, looking at the ring he bought you. i mean, what happened to loyalty? to trust? you have been here with him with all his hardships — his family, soccer, hell. even his relation with nagi.

it just made you want to rot inside. a five year relation, just to lose this after knowing some random lady at a party?

but then again, what were you to do? he was rich, of course everyone would want him. but you never considered loving his wealth, you loved him. his whole entire being, you have loved devotedly.

you decide to get up, packing your things in some random duffel bag. but you get interrupted by the sound of the door — it was reo.

“it’s 11:58 pm.”

“you said you’d come home by 6.”

“love, let me explain—“

you turn to look at him, sobbing.

“explain?! explain that you were cheating on me?!”

“yes, it may be that. but you know i love you!”

“love me? really? but you chose to hold some random woman’s hand, than going home to celebrate our anniversary?!”

“you can have this stupid ring back. give it to her instead, since that’s what you want to lose our relation to.”

“don’t you dare remove that ring y/n.”

you look at him, daringly removing the engagement ring.

“why not? i’m still here, but you aren’t explaining anything. so that does mean our relation isn’t important to yo-“

“no, it is! i may have spend one night with her, because i was stressed with work— the corporation. okay?!”

“then why won’t you tell me?! i’m here for you! you know that, and i always have been!”

“i didn’t tell you because i was afraid you’d leave. and it feels like words are stuck in my throat.”

“but that— that’s no excuse to cheat.”

you look at reo, a sobbing mess.

“i know that.”

he says in a soft tone, and slowly goes towards you, and wrap his arms around your waist. he lifts one of his hands to your face, wiping your tears. he always thought you looked so beautiful, but not in this way. especially since he was the one that hurt you.

the one that caused you to cry.

“please, forgive me. give me one more chance to prove myself to you. i’ll work on myself, and if i mess up, you can cut all ties with me.”

you nod hesitantly, crying on his shoulder while hugging him tightly.

surprisingly, he did change. it may have took you some time to let him gain your trust again, but it was worth it.

he expressed himself more, took you out on dates more like you deserved to, comforted and loved you in the right way.

sure, there were still some ups and downs in your relation.

but after standing with him in the alter alongside the priest right now, and him looking at you as if he adored you in so many ways…

you knew it wasn’t important to think about in that moment.

because no human being is perfect. and also because he is the one you love. the man you envision your whole life with, the one you will be with til death do you two apart.

“i do. i want him to be my husband.”

— fin.

alt ending for the angst lovers <3 three months past… but he still never goes back to home early.

there was a recent article posted exactly on 9:26 pm, that the woman he met a few months ago had a ring on her finger. similiar to the engagement ring you and reo have.

a coincidence? no. you knew it wasn’t.

you were just deluding yourself, because you wanted to cling onto this sick love you and him have.

so you decide to pack your things, and leave that same night you found out.

because a cheater, is always an cheater, right?

reo comes home to the penthouse he and you owned. it lost all the warmth it had. the smell of your perfume wasn’t present anymore, your fluffy slippers you used wasn’t present as well.

all your things was gone. your pictures with him were missing—and more.

and the promise ring he gave to you was placed on the dining table. it still had that same bling it had,

but it always seemed to shine more when you wore it.

… but he knew. that he was too late. because he knew you’d never come back to him.

once a fragile gem breaks, it can never be glued back together.

— fin.

i made a special ending for this !! so i hope it's good <3 reblogs, follows and likes are very appreciated :) rin fic might come out tmr!! i think, if i don't get busy that is!!

#reo mikage angst #reo mikage fluff #reo mikage #mikage reo #bllk x reader #reo mikage x you #reo mikage x reader #blue lock #bllk angst #bllk fluff #bllk x you #bllk #blue lock imagines #bluelock #blue lock x reader

190 notes · View notes

satrs · 11 months

Text

𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨? Part 2 Part 3

SYNPOSIS; pranking your bf by taking off your engagement ring!

FEATURING; Barou Shoei. Isagi Yoichi. Reo Mikage.

TAGS; fluff fluff and more fluff. slight angst. mention of marriage. nicknames. crack.

All Characters are 18+.

BAROU SHOEI.

Bad idea. Really bad.

You didn’t even have the chance to really prank him, he noticed it right after you took it off, getting behind your sneaky games. „Worst prank so far.“

You put on an act of confusion, turning around from the sink where you put on your earrings to face the man standing at the door to the bathroom. „What do you mean?“

He raised his brow, unimpressed, stepping closer to him. You gulped at his action, lips threatening to curve up into a defeating smile. But you didn’t want to admit defeat just yet.

„I‘m not going to that event with you if you don’t put it back on.“

„Put what on?“ He was visibly growing irritated, his expression almost causing him to burst out in laughter. „The ring.“

„What ring?“ He huffed out a breath at that, face twisting into an annoyed expression. „Now you’re pushing it.“

You were at your limit, laughing in defeat, some sense of relief washing over the man as he saw that you really were just joking.

You opened the cabinet next to the bathroom mirror, took out the ring you hid in there, put it onto your finger.

He strolled behind you, hands placed on your hips as he leaned down to place a kiss on the side of your head. „Looking amazing as usual, my wife.“

You were straddled by his words, correcting him. „Soon-to-be wife. Don’t wish bad luck on us now.“

He chuckled at your answer, spinning you around to place his next kiss onto your lips.

„No bad luck coming for the king, that’s for sure.“

ISAGI YOICHI.

ARGHHH WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO HIMM

He noticed it right away when they both of them went out for dinner. His brows knitted in confusion as he saw your finger not being accompanied by the ring he gifted you as you took a sip of your drink.

„Y/N are you mad?“ His concerned tone made you look up at him, placing your glass back onto the table. „No Yoichi. Why would I be?“

He brushed your question off, lips forming a thin line in thought. Did you not like it? Or was it uncomfortable of some sort? Or did you-

„Are you breaking up with me?“

You almost choked on your breath at his question, feeling pity for him as you saw his saddened expression. You decided to blow off this ridiculous prank, feeling guilty for possibly ruining the mood of your date with your childish thoughts.

But to your surprise, his eyes lit up at that, chuckling at your antics. „God, that’s a relief.“ Your finances returned his attention back to his food, happily munching on it while flashing you a lovestruck smile.

You let out a small laugh at the sight of his cheeks stuffed full with food, taking out the ring from your pockets before carefully placing it on a little own spot. „I thought you would get mad honestly.“

He returned a comforting smile,“ Of course not. I know how you like to play those pranks. Maybe we should just marry at a playground, fitting your behavior.“

You huffed at that, lightly kicking his knee from under the table, earning a laugh from him. „Not funny.“

He raised his eyebrows at that, leaning over the table closer to his face. „C‘mon. You know I’m the best comedian here. After you, of course.“

REO MIKAGE.

Dramatic ash.

He was quick to notice it when both of you were watching a random show on TV, his fingers stroking yours as he felt the usual metallic and cold ring around your finger not there. He thought he was hallucinating at first, blinking at his naked ring finger.

„Baby?“ His voice was cautious, looking at you with a worried expression on his face. When you questioned him what his deal was, he wordlessly held up your hand. You understood, holding your smirk from creeping up your lips.

„Oh. Just didn’t feel like wearing it today.“ you returned your attention to the TV, on the edge of laughter. His expression was priceless, shocked eyes threatening to fall out of his sockets, mouth hanging wide open. „So you don’t feel like marrying me? Is that it?“ Gosh, you couldn’t hold it any longer, tears prickling your eyes as you broke out in laughter, confusion painting his face.

You turned to him, taking his face in your hands as you gave him a loving kiss, revealing your mischievous plans. He wasn’t amused by this one bit, demanding you to put the ridiculously expensive ring back on your finger.

You raised your hands in defeat, stretching to reach the shelves under the coffee table, pulling out a box, a ring secured in it.

Reo was quick to snatch the box out of his hand, putting the ring on his finger himself. You chuckled at his small pout. „You shouldn’t do this before the actual marriage, you know.“ he lifted your hand up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss onto each of your knuckles, leaving you flustered.

„Well, then, this is a foretaste.“

ᵃˡˡ ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵉⁿᵗ ᵇᵉˡᵒⁿᵍˢ ᵗᵒ k-azus.°

#blue lock fluff #bllk fluff #blue lock x you #blue lock #bllk imagines #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #reo fluff #isagi fluff #barou fluff #reo mikage fluff #barou shouei #isagi yoichi

1K notes · View notes

saerins · 1 year

Text

─── 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐘𝐎𝐔

+ reo mikage x f!reader | wc 3.2k | content: fluff, best friends to lovers, one-sided pining, making out, very suggestive, not an smau btw ( i just wanted to show how they are around each other <3 ) , did not proof this

notes: sigh idk besties there’s just something about reo that’s so sexy :(((( and he’s just ray of sunshine :(

summary: heartbroken, you turn to your best friend for an escape. but he gives you much more than that.

reo keeps his word.

the next day, he’s at your door bright and early, 8am. it’s sweet, really, but he doesn’t tell you where you’re going, the country or whether it’s even on the same continent. which really should bother you, but it doesn’t.

because you know reo.

he’s always like this; full of ideas, fun, adventure. he likes to try new things, likes getting challenged, likes everything under the sun except being told what to do, something that he picked up since he was a kid.

that being said, you’d known him since high school, just a bit after he became friends with nagi seishiro, someone you used to have a crush on until that’s all it became—a fleeting crush. reo had called you out on it, being as observant as he is, and you’d become fast friends with him, and somehow you don’t remember when you stopped having that crush on nagi. (you’re still good friends though.)

still, you’d never gone on a trip with reo alone. you’re not quite sure what possessed you to ask. it could be that you’re heartbroken from finding out your now ex cheated on you. or it could be that you just needed a break from real life in general.

you think being with reo can do that for you.

beside you, in the car, he’s on a call with his father, who by the looks of it seems like he’s finally letting reo do whatever he wants as long as he tries to have a hand in the family business.

“so, are you ever going to tell me where we’re going?” you ask right after he hangs up the phone.

reo turns to you and smirks, “and ruin the surprise? nah.”

when you land, they redirect you to a helicopter, and you look at reo dubiously.

“trust me, you’ll love it,” he tells you, and who are you to not trust him?

reo insists on covering your eyes even as you step off the helicopter an hour later. you can smell the soap lingering on his palms as he leads you safely down the steps and onto solid ground after the hours of flying.

“reo, come on, i wanna know where we are already,” you mumble, excited and shuffling your feet.

his body is pressed right up against your back, so close that you can feel how fast his heart is beating and you’re wondering why. his arms are around your head, both being used to cover your field of vision.

“okay okay, princess,” he gives in, and somehow that nickname makes you feel giddy. it’s the first time he’s called you anything other than your name.

you turn around right at the moment he pulls his hand away and you’re immediately met with his face right in front of yours, his purple eyes shifting from the view to you, his hair flying over his eyes even though he has it tied.

you wonder what he’s thinking now as he looks at you. it feels different than however he did before. this feels different. seven years of friendship, and this is the first time you’re hit with questions in your head.

“i’m flattered you think i’m the view, but it’s behind you, dummy,” reo recovers, gently tilting your head away and onto the other breathtaking view.

you’re at the top of a cliff, the sunlight hitting the scenery before you at all the right places. there’s a beach at the bottom, with clear blue waters lapping on the shore. you can see some man-made structures there, but you can’t really make out what they are. you think maybe they’re phototaking spots for tourists.

when reo takes his place beside you, taking in the view, you remember to ask, “reo, where are we?” you’re out of breath, and understandably so. you’ve never been here before—it looks right out of a travel magazine.

reo grins at you, “an island off the coast of bali. nice, right?”

“yeah,” you’re short on words really. you expected to go to hokkaido, maybe. somewhere else in japan. yet here you are, somewhere off the coast of a beach, standing on a cliff with an amazing view standing next to your best friend.

but then you remember something and look around. there’s signs, there’s what looks like a restaurant at the bottom, near the edge of the beach, and from what you hear, bali is a hot tourist destination. so why—

“reo, why isn’t there anybody else here?”

he blinks at you like you should already know the answer. “i bought the entire day here, no one else but us.”

the way he says this so casually makes you realise you’re worlds apart, but somehow, reo makes you feel like you’re not.

sure, your ex broke your heart two months ago and you still can’t get over it. you’d tried to ignore everything, get over it quietly, but it didn’t work. instead you mope everyday in silence and act like you’re okay in front of everyone. well, everyone who buys it.

everyone except reo.

you remember the way he cancelled international meetings and rushed to your house the moment you called him, crying. you remember how he came armed with your favourite snacks and made sure you ate so he cooked for you. you remember how he put you first, no matter how busy he was.

maybe it was the long-standing friendship. maybe it was the fact that you always had your eye on someone else. maybe it was because of those that you never really thought to see that maybe all you needed to do was open your eyes.

because it sends a shiver through your spine right now, with how reo effortlessly takes your hand in his, leads you down the path, says he’s going to take you on the best hike of your life.

“what if i get tired halfway?”

reo doesn’t miss a beat, “then i’ll carry you, princess.” he says that in a teasing way, but you still like it.

the same way you like when he makes sure to hold your hand at the particularly rocky areas, makes sure you don’t fall—or that he’d catch you even if you did.

his white shirt is unbuttoned down to his chest, and his round black sunglasses frame his face nicely. he’s handsome—you’ve always known that, so why does your heart skip a beat when you feel his body heat against you, pulling you close so you don’t trip?

“what are we ordering?” you ask, after climbing down the entire cliff (which took two whole hours—you’re parched).

reo stretches and cracks his knuckles, “i’ll order, i know what you like anyway.”

it’s only been the first day and you’re already overwhelmed, in a good way.

reo takes you around the beach, insists on helping you take pictures, makes sure he gets the best angles, makes sure you get perfect lighting. it’s a first for you, seeing first hand how easy it is to be around someone who really knows you.

there’s things reo knows about you that you never realised he noticed.

like how you often forget your hair ties, so he carries extras on himself. or how you like prawns but you don’t eat them because you’re too lazy to peel the skin off, but that’s exactly why he peels them for you without you having to ask.

there’s many more things he noticed, but you suppose it’s the same case for nagi, so you guess you shouldn’t get your hopes up.

but it’s tough.

it’s tough when he’s not like how he usually is. it’s tough when he suddenly likes to stick close to you, likes to let you feel how built he is and how strong he’s become since the guy you met at seventeen. it’s tough when he gets bold enough to tease you for staring, it’s tough when he purposely posts pics for people following you to see—one of which being the guy who broke your heart.

“come on, another one- one more,” reo insists, stealing your phone from your hand and trying to snap a picture of you against the scenery, the oceans below you split into two by the hills. “don’t you want him to suffer for what he did to you?”

reo phrases it like he’s joking, but you can sense his honest question behind it. he’s never really talked to you about it, seeing how you immediately broke down whenever he had tried, but he’s trying again now, and you don’t really want to reject his efforts.

a part of you wanted to just forget your stupid ex, to just be able to live as though he’d never hurt you. but did you want him to regret not choosing you? want him to keel over from jealousy?

yeah, kinda.

“i doubt he’ll even care, though.”

reo gets a shit-eating smirk on his face, and you hear the gears turning in his head. “wanna see him care?”

before you know it, reo’s walking over to stand next to you, and when you think he’s just going to take a regular photo with you, his hands around your shoulders, he moves his fingers to your neck and kisses the side of your face, right next to your ear, and you hear the shutter going off.

he pulls away like nothing unusual has happened, turning his attention straight to your phone and posting the story. meanwhile, you’re frozen in shock—not sure what you should even feel in this situation.

but maybe you should’ve opened your eyes a little bit wider, then maybe you would’ve noticed reo’s ears going beet red, maybe you would’ve been able to tell that he’s just as flustered as you are, the sensation lingering against his lips.

reo takes a peek at you out of the corner of his eyes and wonders: will you ever realise how he feels for you all this time?

it’s actually quite a wonder how after seven years of being just friends that this is the first window of opportunity he gets to chase you, to show you that you can do better than those wackos you dated.

it’s also quite miraculous how you almost exclusively date guys who would just hurt you.

maybe now’s the right time for him to make his move. it could be the only chance he gets to properly spend with you, just the both of you, considering how the both of you are so busy otherwise—you studying with a part time job while he’s busy with the same thing except with mikage corp.

if he misses his shot, reo has a feeling that this would be it; this would be all you and him would ever be. friends who are just as familiar no matter how long they spent apart. friends who love each other and ask to go on platonic trips. friends who keep their feelings hidden because reo knows you feel something too, don’t you?

his gut feelings are mostly accurate, he hopes it is now too.

because fuck if he doesn’t realise the way your eyes glimmer when you’re looking at the sea, or the way you reach out to him (with that slightly shy smile you try to hide) when you’re excitedly hopping from place to place, or even how whenever you lock gazes with him, there’s that split second of confusion lingering.

yeah, reo would either fuck this up badly or it would work wonderfully.

out of everything he’s been given—material, money, status, power—he’s never wanted any. it’s a huge bonus, sure, but it’s not like he can’t live without an unlimited supply of money. there’s a certain thrill in trying to attain something that can’t be bought over. but there’s also a certain thrill in knowing that you never expected anything from him; you didn’t befriend him for anything except than the fact that you were a shy teenage girl who got seated next to him in class.

as he looks at you happily traipsing across the sand, wind in your hair and feet sinking under the water, reo finds that maybe in this world, you’re all he wants.

“did you book out an entire resort too?”

reo laughs at your skepticism. “nah, that would be creepy, a whole resort to ourselves? it’s like a serial killer movie waiting to happen.” because he knows you’re so into those kind of movies but in real life you’re basically a pussy. he remembers you clinging onto him and nagi that one time you went to a haunted house for halloween.

he did get you adjoining rooms though. he was heavily considering just getting a single room with twin beds but reo didn’t want to completely blow his chances by scaring you away.

and reo leaves you alone in your room that night, because you’re both tired out from the long day earlier, and because he has a lot planned tomorrow—you’re a huge foodie so he already found tons of places you could go together, and maybe a massage, maybe you’d like that.

reo’s looking at the itinerary in his phone when he hears you sobbing through the walls. it takes him five seconds to rush over, barely knocking on the adjoining door before he opens it, finding you curled up on the bed, crying.

“hey, what happened?”

worry fills his chest quicker than he’s ever known he could feel, and he hates seeing you like this—puffy eyes and hair matted from tears. what the fuck could even happen in the time span of a few hours?

you’re cozy under the blanket, but you take your hands out and pass him your phone—a myriad of texts from your ex, accusing you of cheating with reo and blaming the breakup on you.

which is ridiculous, because if anyone at all cheated, it was this bastard. after all, reo was the one who ran into him with his side piece and sent you the evidence. this fucker is even more fucked up than he thought.

“you should just block him already,” reo sighs, handing it back to you.

“yeah, maybe,” you mumble, tossing your phone to the side.

usually, you just wanted to be alone, especially in this state. so that’s what reo figures he should do, so he tells you he’ll leave you alone first while he gets some dinner, but then you grab his wrist before he can go, and you’re averting your gaze.

“don’t go?”

are you asking? you sound scared. why would you be scared though? reo’s always been there for you, even when he shouldn’t be. he’s always ditched meetings for you, told people off for you, done anything he could just so you’d be happy.

when reo doesn’t move, you scoot over and reo feels a certain yearning bubbling in his chest. fuck, you’re really getting his hopes up but reo’s already established you as the person he wouldn’t mind getting screwed over by so he gets in your bed, letting you lay your head in the crook of his neck as his arm wraps around you.

he hopes you don’t hear his heart banging love songs into his chest.

“thanks, reo,” you mumble. at least you aren’t bawling anymore.

he sighs, “stupid, i’m your friend, that’s what friends are for.”

you chuckle, sniffling a little, “yeah, you treat me way better than those shitty boyfriends of mine.”

your hair’s tickling his face, your body’s pressed up against his side, you smell so fucking good. why are you so perfect? reo’s about to lose it.

“then what’s wrong with me?”

it slips out. just slides off his tongue because he’s tired of seeing you with other people. he’s tired of not being able to call you his. he’s tired of having to pretend like he doesn’t have the hugest fucking crush on his best friend.

he can feel you stiffen up beside him. fuck, he’s just made this so awkward, hasn’t he?

but you answer anyway, “nothing, you’re perfect.”

reo pulls the hair away from your face, his hand resting on your cheeks, and how is it possible for you to still look this pretty after crying? he feels a certain protectiveness building inside of him, that your answer means something and he needs to do something about it or forever hold his peace.

“then choose me,” reo tells you, and the both of you are lying on the bed, staring at each other in disbelief. reo can’t believe that now he’s the closest he’s been to all he ever wanted. (you can’t believe that someone like reo would ever want someone like you.)

maybe it’s the way he’s trembling at the notion that you might reject him, or maybe it’s the way that he feels your lips are begging for attention, but he kisses you, hands gentle on your face, tongue gentle against yours. and you’re kissing back, you’re testing his patience and reo doesn’t know how long he can hold out.

“i’ve been- so- in love with you- for so fucking long,” he says in between kisses, making your heart flutter. “you have no idea.”

(he’s saying all this to you, and making you giddy and you feel like you’ve been so stupid all this time, constantly looking in all the wrong places when love has been by your side for seven whole years. seven years that you failed to see. seven years’ worth of time that you want to take back. starting now.)

reo’s kissing you and he doesn’t want to stop. you’re addictive, and god he hates that he has common sense in his head. he hates that he has to stop at one point because he’s not about to go too quick too soon.

he’s hovering over you, now, your bodies pressed together and you’re inviting him, your hands wrapped around his neck. he wants to live in your arms forever. fuck everything else, you come first. and shit he feels how much he wants you so he has to pull away, forces himself off and lays down beside you instead, the both of you lying with kiss-swollen lips.

seven years he’s waited; ever since you first had that crush on his best friend, ever since the first guy that broke your heart, ever since the day he met you and knew that there’s a chance something was there.

“starting tomorrow, i’m gonna make you love me,” he declares, still a little out of breath.

the both of you stare into each other’s eyes again, and you believe the conviction in his eyes. he’s not going to quit until he makes you his.

which is fine.

because you think you already are.

out of all the choices you’ve made regarding boys, you think you’re finally making the right one.

so you smile and give him one more kiss, slow and languid and everything he wants, “i think i already do, mikage reo.”

that’s the moment when reo realises he’s fucked, screwed in the best way possible because you’re about to take over his life—and somehow, he’d take you over anything else any day. he’ll give you everything of his, everything he has, everything he is.

he grins at you, “stupid, making me wait for so long. you’re fucking mine.”

and you nod. like you always have. like you always will be.

#bllk x reader #reo mikage x reader #reo x reader #reo mikage x you #reo x you #reo x y/n #bllk x y/n #bllk x you #bllk fluff #reo fluff #reo mikage fluff #reo mikage x y/n #blue lock x reader #blue lock fluff #mikage reo x reader #mikage reo x you #mikage reo x y/n #૪ aeri’s fics !

857 notes · View notes

venusbby · 1 year

Text

be mine

♡ characters/pairings: mikage reo x reader (bffs2lovers)

♡ warnings: everybody is an adult since this takes place in a club, cursing, reo is lowkey a flirt, mentions of drinking (not reader or reo), mentions of speeding, lmk if there's anything else. not proofread, sorry if there are typos! have a good day.

🍁 summary: when approached by others in a club, reo lies that he has a girlfriend— which backfires when you realise that you're the said girlfriend.

reo wanted to go home.

he was the one who dragged you to this place and right now he really needed you to come back from the restroom and drag him back home.

'sorry, i have a girlfriend.'

he'd repeated this phrase about five times now, enough for him to make himself believe that he really does have a girlfriend when he actually came with you— his bestfriend.

and this is the first time tonight that a person hasn't backed off even after he repeated the phrase.

she was pretty, yes. high heels, silky hair, and long nails that threaded through his hair without his permission— that sort of thing. and reo wanted nothing to do with that sort of thing.

the club was loud and crowded and maybe, just maybe if he tried to get lost in the crowd and basically get away from this unknown woman it would work.

but you'd come back and reo wouldn't be there. and then you'd both search for each other. it was too much of a hassle. the only solution was to pray to anyone out there to send you to him as soon as possible.

of course, in the midst of this tipsy lady pressing up against him and the bar becoming more and more occupied, reo unfortunately hadn't thought it all through.

so when you finally did arrive, reo had zero control of the situation.

"sorry i took so long—" you paused in the middle of your loud sentence, watching the scene unfold in front of you with a deep frown. "what's.. going on?"

"finally," he nervously chuckled, hand awkwardly wriggling out of the other lady's grip as he stepped closer to you. his eyes quickly darted towards the person beside him and he looked at you again. damn it, why was he so bad at signals? "i was almost gonna come and find you, babe."

"so you're his girlfriend?"

the slurred words tumbling out of the girl's mouth and reo's response made you guffaw, and just then you felt his hand on your lower back. you whipped your head in his direction. he bit his lip. "what?"

he was thankful you spoke in a low voice that only he could hear. it also helped that he was closer to you, which made it easier for him to lean in and whisper loudly. "she's drunk. wouldn't leave me alone even when i lied to her that i had a girlfriend. the fuck could i have done?"

"you shouldn't leave your pretty boyfriend alone like that," she rolled her eyes, noticing the way reo was awkwardly staring between you and her, unable to speak in the middle. she only smiled at him and shook her head. "you deserve better, reo."

"repeat that?" you couldn't believe the audacity of this woman.

you weren't dumb. judging from the way she was staring at reo and how he was suddenly so close to you, it was quite obvious what was going on. reo might have just pulled the both of you into a deep pile of shit, and you would like to smack him in the head for that in the car, but you had to save him somehow in the moment.

you narrowed your eyes. "don't you think you should focus more on how much you've been drinking instead of trying to talk to my boyfriend? back off."

reo's eyes widened a bit as he heard your annoyed tone, and he resisted the urge to laugh when the girl couldn't even form a proper sentence.

you sighed while taking in her state, taking reo's arm that was around your waist and slipping your hand into his. "hope you get home safe."

there was nothing left to say, and you stormed off while simultaneously pulling your fake boyfriend with you, your hands tightly locked as you pushed through the sweaty crowd.

you couldn't help but send a glare his way when he opened the car door for you outside. "so sweet of you, babe."

reo's face reddened, and he tried to convince himself that his unusually fast heartbeat (one he mostly felt during games) was because of the rush inside the club, and not because that word sounded so good from your lips. (even when you said it sarcastically.)

"'m sorry," he shrugged when he sat beside you in the driver's seat, pulling his seatbelt. "i used that line on almost everyone tonight, but she was the only one who wouldn't go away."

offended, you turned to look at him. "are you flexing about how many girls asked you out? you cannot be serious."

he rested his hands on the steering wheel, raising an eyebrow. you noticed that his hair had gotten loose from the hairtie that held it together a few hours ago.

it was infuriating that he would use you as a fake girlfriend when you've been hiding your feelings for him the whole time— as if you were his last option. but this was reo.

staying mad at him was never a successful task. especially when he looked at you like that.

"oh, you're still acting like im your boyfriend," he spoke, finding it cute that you wouldn't look him in eye when he said that. "jealous much?"

"shut up, reo. get me home."

he grinned, starting the engine and placing his hand on your knee. "you should've known by now that i love it when you get mad."

you scoffed quietly, "you're annoying."

"and you're hot when you're angry."

reo purposely revved the engine once he said that, pulling out of the narrow lane— robbing you of your chance to react instantly.

while you tried to understand whether what you heard was correct, he licked his lips in an attempt to stop himself from smirking.

"did you just say what i heard you say?" you asked, baffled. the road was almost empty due to it being past midnight, and it made you feel like reo could probably hear how loud your heart was pounding against your ribs. thankfully it was dark enough on this side, because you were pretty sure that your face was warm.

reo whistled, joking, "nobody's out here. should i speed?"

"don't just fucking ignore me," you said, still shocked.

reo's thumb hovered in small circles over your knee. he shrugged. "you're so mean, that's probably why you should be my girlfriend, then nobody will bother me."

you were debating whether this man was drunk out of his mind too.

"very funny," you chuckled, staring out of the window to watch as the street lights fluttered by, hearing the car's satisfying sounds. god, this nervousness was making you sweaty. reo was never this smooth.

he stopped the car at a red light seconds later, taking the one minute granted and looking at you. "im serious. be mine."

"no, what— no!"

"no?" he repeated your answer.

"i mean," you took a breath, "that's not how this works."

"then let me take you out."

"i thought you were joking?"

"nah. i don't have a girlfriend because there's no one like you."

tonight was just full of surprises, huh?

"reo, are you for real?"

he nodded, "believe me or not. I wasn't planning on telling you tonight, but it just happened."

just as you opened your mouth to speak, the green light was on. reo brought his attention back to the road and left you quietly thinking.

it made no sense. but you were feeling this weird tightening in your stomach and reo's hand was still on your thigh and you weren't sure if you wanted to talk further because you might just end up looking like a fool.

"chill. you don't have to say anything right now." he assured, gaze traveling from you to the front of the car in the span of five seconds. he was almost in your building's parking lot. although he hoped for something more, he wasn't going to pressure you into replying. anything but that. maybe it was time to prepare to lose a good friend—

"day after tomorrow." you interrupted his thoughts, eyes still on the view outside the window. it wasn't a good choice to look at him and his stupid pretty smile right now.

but reo looked confused. "huh?"

"im free day after tomorrow. let me know what time you're coming." you said softly, tapping his hand to let him know that he can stop the car.

he stayed silent, staring hazily as you grabbed your purse and unlocked the door to leave.

once you closed the car door from the other side, you leaned against the window. "until then, you better keep telling the other women that you have a girlfriend, got it?"

the way reo grinned made your knees a little weak. "yes ma'am."

406 notes · View notes

gisele0127 · 11 months

Text

Bllk boyfriends when you come to their games!

gets all blushy and nervous 😭. they’re so exited to see your at their game but then get so self conscious “did I do okay?” “crap that shot was bad” “I hope they didn’t see me mess up”. as time passes they don’t get as nervous but they are still super blushy. they try to play as best they can because they know you give them extra attention after a win!

Isagi Yoichi, Kurona Ranze, Jingo Raichi, Zantetsu Tsurugi, Aoshi Tokimitsu

they don’t really expect you to come to their games but secretly get exited when they see you in the stands cheering him on. they even get embarrassed when you’re yelling their name! their teammates always tease them about you cheering them on. they play their best when you’re watching, they’re showing off wanting to impress you. they almost always need a good luck kiss too!

Rin itoshi, Kunigami Rensuke, Hyoma Chigiri, Nagi Seishiro, Reo Mikage, Sae Itoshi, Yo Hiori

loves to show off. super cocky. then after the game kisses you in front of everyone.

Michael Kaiser, Shidou Ryusei

796 notes · View notes

reikissu · 1 year

Text

reo mikage & chigiri hyoma dating hcsꔛ

ac : i apologize if its ooc huhu, and i hope you all enjoy this!! also there might be some slight changes since i edit my posts... ehe

ꔛ genre : fluff

ꔛ reader : female

ꔛ warnings : cursing

reo's definitely a very attached boyfriend, someone who gets jealous easily and starts thinking things the wrong way. You'd always comfort him and he'll stop spiraling due to the sound of your gentle voice.

he's a very sweet one though! he'll buy you things you like because he's filthy rich mwehehehe (ง˙∇˙)ว his love languages are physical touch and gift giving.

his petnames for you are baby and love owshi

his arms always linger around your waist, and never dares to let go. "Good morning baby, had a good rest?" ๑♥‿♥๑

his specialty is sweet talk fr !! he just whispers some sweet ass tings into your ear and he got you blushing! "I'm so lucky to have you, my love." "omg stawpp (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)"

you, him and nagi always hang out together, going to the mall, eating etc. and nagi would whine about how he's a third wheel all the time😭

"Ughhh. Reo.. how long am i gonna be a third wheel?" "Alright... shut up for now, Nagi. (ꐦ°᷄д°᷅)" and you're just laughing your ass off LMAO

he's a sucker for kisses, giving and recieving. Every morning whenever you guys wake up, you'd feel his lips, peppering kisses onto your neck sleepily with him pulling you closer.

he loves it whenever you run your fingers through his hair or massage it, he feels so relaxed whenever with you. Do what you want with his hair, pigtail it, braid it, put clips etc. He doesn't mind as long as you're happy

he's very protective, whenever some flirt comes over he starts getting all personal... "Hey, what are you doing near my girlfriend huh? Want me to slug you in the face?" "Reo baby stop,,,( ∙̆.̯∙̆)" "Hmph. (`ヘ´*)"

whenever you hug him, he smells like Jo Malone perfume with a mix of fresh lavender. You could be in his arms for a lifetime and never get tired of his scent.

god, chigiri's a gem. Imagine having such a gorgeous boyfriend that's caring and good at soccer? wooh!

he's very gentle with you, his voice, his manners.. just everything in general. He turns into mush at the sight of you.

despite his aggressive manners and intense personality in game, you manage to burn out that fire with just your mere presence. You can make him go soft for you with just a flick of your wrist!

you'd always ask him what products are good for your skin and he answers quickly.

"Hyo-channnnn, what skin products do you recommend?" "Hm? Oh, i recommend Ponds facewash with blah blah blah" you better take note..

his petname for you is love

he always styles your hair while looking at you, full of love. Whenever he's done styling it, you look so goddamn cute that he can't help but smile.

he always lays his head on your chest, silently hinting for you to play with his hair until he falls asleep.

he introduces you to Isagi, Bachira or just basically his teammates, so they know you're his. And one day he might be brave enough to introduce you to his mom and sister.

he likes to pinch your cheeks and carress them, sometimes he does it at such random times that it takes you by surprise.

*squeeeeze* "Chigiriiii,," "I can't help it love, your cheeks are just so squishy and soft." "Hm.."

sometimes he shows you some videos of his gameplay, and boy were you amazed. "Wow Hyo-chan! You're so fast and cool! ⁽⁽٩(๑˃ᗨ˂)۶⁾⁾" "Hehe, it's nothing the world's best striker can't handle. ˘ᗜ˘" arrogant ahh

he loves it whenever you make his hair all nice, the feeling of your fingers running through his red locks makes him feel sleepy. Do what you want, as long as you don't tug on it.

a huge sucker for hugs, he feels as if he's protecting you whenever you're in his arms.

ah, i forgot to mention how possessive he would be. Despite that pretty face and voice, he's got quite the temper..

one time, some guy just stared at you for a while and holy.. who knew such words would come out of a pretty mouth?

"Ha? The fuck you looking at, bastard?👿" "*gasp* HYO-CHAN!! (°□°;)" you made sure to give him a little scolding after that, although he was a bit stubborn, he did apologize for it eventually.

his scent is freshly bloomed sakura, and a hint of raspberry in it it's just his shampoo. You could feel yourself craving for it after getting a whiff HAHAHA

＊┈┈┈┈＊┈┈┈┈＊┈┈┈┈＊┈

678 notes · View notes

haithamuse · 1 year

Text

☆ 7:11 PM ─── FT. REO MIKAGE

something is missing ....

cw. fluff : intentional lowercase : gn!reader

"reo, look."

at your behest, reo‘s eyes left the tv screen. his gaze shifted towards your hand, which was expectantly stretched out towards him.

reo didn‘t even think twice about what you wanted, just grabbing it and intertwining his fingers with yours out of habit. however, he didn‘t expect the unsatisfied squeal you made as you pulled your hand out of his grasp. "no, i said look. not touch."

now you had his full attention. "what?" his eyebrows shot up and his voice held a tone of full-on confusion — clearly not expecting this reaction from you. but you were unphased and just cocked your head towards your once again extended arm, "look at it."

prompted by your request, reo glanced at your hand for a second but quickly whipped his head back to you when he didn‘t notice anything out of the ordinary.

your hand seemed perfectly fine — granted it would look better in his, but he didn‘t think this is what you were hinting at. reo was completely dumbfounded, while you looked at him with raised eyebrows as if he was missing the most obvious clue. "what is it?" his voice carried a sense of urgency, suddenly wondering if something had happened. should he be worried?

though finally, you dropped the act as you couldn‘t help the corners of your mouth from crinkling into a smile. you burst into giggles upon seeing the frown on reo's face — he looked too adorable.

when he realised what was going on, your boyfriend simply rolled his eyes while you tried to stifle your laughter. "alright, what kind of prank are you pulling this time?"

"none at all!", you wholeheartedly insisted.

"oh, is that so?"

"let me phrase it like this." you shifted on the sofa, now fully facing reo. he followed your lead and you once again stuck out your arm. reo eyed you sceptically for a moment, before hesitantly reaching out when you didn‘t seem to pull away. "do you think anything is missing?"

"four fingers and one thumb — looks perfectly fine to me", he told you in earnest.

"well…. it does seem a bit lacklustre to me."

reo cocked an eyebrow at your reply and snorted. "what, do you want a second thumb? or a second pinky?"

"no!"

"then tell me, what is it?"

you sighed, a bit frustrated with the guessing game that you had started. in your defence, you wholeheartedly trusted in reo and his wit to crack your little puzzle. but alas….

"i think it‘s missing a ring."

it didn’t take a genius to figure out the implication of your statement — even less so when said man was sitting right in front of you. in a fraction of a second, you could visibly see how reo’s face contorted from a face of confusion into one of absolute glee. “you’re right. it totally is, isn’t it?”, he practically beamed at you before tackling you in a hug and throwing you both onto the couch.

luckily for you, reo had the perfect solution to your problem, in form of an engagement ring tucked away in one of your many dressers — which were filled to the brim with lavish gifts your boyfriend had gifted you. he knew you would never look there since most of them haven’t even been opened yet, due to the frequency reo spoils you. that should suffice, right?

let’s hope he can find it again.

wanna be notified of when i post? click here.

#reo mikage x reader #reo mikage fluff #reo mikage drabble #blue lock x reader #blue lock fluff #blue lock drabble #bllk x reader #bllk fluff #bllk drabble #✰ — esther's works

775 notes · View notes

kyannae · 1 year

Text

valentines，↷ mikage reo.

summary: both parties are completely oblivious about their love for each other. when reo rants about hating valentines, y/n decides to back off…or did they? (gn!reader)

category: fluff, maybe a sprinkle of angst w reo’s rant???

warnings: gn!reader, oblivious ppl, ooc characters? reo ranting, idk what else i don’t think there anything more

a/n: HELLPPO i love blue lock sm, but its my first time so sorry if they’re ooc! hope you guys enjoy HAHA, a lil valentines day month special

reo never liked valentines day. was it the constant pestering of students to accept their gifts and for him to be their valentines? was it the knowledge that they were just after his money and fame?

every time during valentines day, he would either reject or throw away gifts offered to him by others. he didn’t want his partner to just use him for their own benefit, after all.

“ahh…really? they stuffed gifts in your locker again?” you chuckled, eating some of your food as you listened to reo rant.

yes, today was the fated valentines day. the both of you, and nagi, escaped to the rooftop to avoid the students swarming towards reo to ask him to be their valentines.

nagi was beside you all, mindlessly playing his games.

“yes, and i hate it.” reo grit his teeth, while your eyes widened. “h-huh…why?” you asked, giving him a small smile of comfort.

“because i know that they’re all using me for my money, or my fame.” he clenched and unclenched his fist, looking up at the sky. “i want someone to see me for who i am.” he looked directly in your eyes, maintaning eye contact till nagi spoke.

“ugh, what a pain. you dumbass, y/n literally-“ clasping a hand over nagi’s mouth before he could talk any further, you gave reo another smile. “ah, i see. must be pretty bad for you, huh?”

reo nodded his head, and your grip on the box of chocolates hidden behind you tightened.

soon enough, the day came to an end. sighing and running a hand through his hair, reo sighed once again in disappointment. taking out the expensive box of chocolates which he meant to give to you but chickened out, he smiled sadly at the unopened brand new box.

he wanted you to be his valentines, because he could tell that when he offered for you to be friends with him, you didn’t want his money, nor his fame. you liked his personality, his jokes, playing soccer together with him and nagi- even though you sucked ass.

but, guess lady luck wasn’t on his side this time.

reo rummaged through his bag, but then stopped at the sight of a box of chocolates. taking it out, he raised a brow- recalling he either threw or refused all goods offered to him.

but that was when he read the post-it note pasted on the box.

‘hi, it’s me mario y/n. wanted to give this to you during recess, but after i heard what you said, i changed my mind. so i snuck it into your bag! hopefully you didn’t throw them away, they’re homemade bro, even asked my mom for help 😭‘

blinking his eyes in surprise, he continued reading.

‘i like you. not your money, not your fame, but you. you, mikage reo. your laugh, your personality, your smile. if you reject this, it’s ok! let’s just remain as friends, then.’

why would he ever reject this?

‘will you be my valentines, mikage reo?’

grabbing his own box of expensive chocolates, he quickly ran out of his house and got onto his bike- ignoring his butlers and maids yells of “young sire, wait!”. riding off into the direction of your home with a grin on his face and his box of chocolates in hand,

he was going to make you his.

693 notes · View notes