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b0nten · 4 months

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BLUEBELLS, MINE ONLY.

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ albeit rarely, rindou overthinks, but then he just stops and doesn’t think at all.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ i hope you guys like this!! part 2 for BLUEBELLS, YOURS TRULY. had such a fun time writing this and it’s just a lil goofy fic for lil goofy rindou and my lil goofy rindou enjoyers i love every one of yall!!!!

[MENTIONS] ˚⁀➷｡ reader smokes (she lights one cigarette), got inspired by jjk at one point but i’m not spoiling you, just pure chaoticness tbh

you can’t remember the last time you’ve been so excited. maybe when you got your scholarship? or when rindou asked you to be his girlfriend? who knows, but right now, you feel like you’re about to explode. you try to ignore ran’s messages, acting all offended he didn’t know you had to leave, but even when reading them, you can’t help but giggle and laugh and think about your oh-so-perfect plan.

“what’s taking him so long, though?” you wonder, and light a small candle. it’s grapefruit, and ran gifted you, blabbering on about how citrus makes the kitchen fresher. in boredom, you also slip a cigarette out of the pack, and put it between your lips, gently biting down the filter. the sweet taste of the watermelon spreads across the cellulose and you set the tobacco ablaze. “he better move quickly”.

meanwhile, rindou curses with every small push he’s subjected to. of course roppongi station is packed right when he needs to get somewhere fast. and not only that, but he also fucking lost the last last metro because he had no way to push himself into the wagon. fuck the hibiya line, fuck the salarymen and fuck everyone: now he’s gonna smell like sweat while he pleads with you not to break up with him.

“next station, ebisu. please disembark on the right side.”

one more to stop. next one’s his. he’s so ready for this, so so so ready. he’s got his little speech all planned out in his notes app, and he knows it by heart already. you’re not getting away and he’s gonna make you stay. he feels the adrenaline rushing through his veins. he-

a loud noise, light shake of the train and the lights suddenly shutting startle him from his reverie as he hears some belongings drop. god, he can hear that annoying sound even with stuffy ears.

“you’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” next, the sentence he’s been hoping not to hear echoes through the speakers.

we are terribly sorry to announce that the hibyia line is currently out of order due to technical difficulties. please stand by while we repair the train.

impossible. no, not today. please, god, let him do this one thing right. he can’t fuck this up today, have mercy on him. this one time only.

rindou exits the wagon, fingertips massaging at his forehead. he thinks positively, thinks wishfully, thinks pink and does calming exercises until, soon enough, he can no longer do so. so, him being him, being the youngest haitani, being impulsive, being the scare of roppongi and being rindou haitani, he just heads straight for the exit. once out, he bolts, and doesn’t look back: faster than in his extreme juvenile days, he runs so fast he makes the first 10-minute stretch in five. he doesn’t care for the people he pushes past, the ones that shoot him disapproving looks from the sidelines — he’s running the olympics — and he’s not about to give up. his medal’s just a little jog across the meguro river, that’s what he keeps repeating to himself.

and slowly, but for what feels like an eternity to him, but surely, he begins to recognize his surroundings — from the family mart around the yamate tunnel to the school support center — he sees them and starts to run faster. he reaches nakameguro in record time, and heads from the station straight to your apartment. he doesn’t care for the sunny weather or the overbearing heat or the nice surroundings that he always walks you home along, his goal is set straight.

he prays his legs won’t pass out on the way to 4-chome, where your apartment building resides, and pushes past everyone yet again. had someone looked at him attentively, they’d think he was some maniac running around to get his long-overdue heroin fix. ah, the duality of tokyo.

when he sees the familiar build, he sighs. “number 32, not really tall, grey, and large balconies full of greenery” he still quotes the text message you sent him, every single time he visits. it almost became a mantra these last years and it didn’t help that it all looks exactly the same, nothing having changed these last three years.

“haitani-kun! are you visiting y/n?” a familiar voice spooks him from behind. “oh, i’m sorry! did i startle you?”

turning around, he recognizes the owner of the voice.

“hasegawa-san! nice to see you!” he bows, and the little old lady just laughs. “yes, i am visiting y/n. how are you?”

smiling proudly at her correct guess, she signals him to the entrance. “i was out on a walk! but here, let me get you in.” scanning the magnet against the receptor, a small light flickers green and a mechanism does its thing behind the white plastic. rindou pushes the door with ease, allowing your neighbor to go in first.

“you don’t have to wait for me, i know that look when i see it.”

chizuru hasegawa. gosh, does he love that woman. she’s been your neighbor ever since you moved to 4-chome from your old apartment after a gas leak forced you out, and she’s been nothing but sweet and caring. she took care of you when rindou couldn’t: taught you how to cook (better), brought you meals during finals when you were not leaving your apartment because you had to study, helped you with commentaries for literature (rindou just sat there and listened, he liked reading soseki with you, but writing essays was too much for him) and overall acted like a sweet grandmother, ready to share advice with you whenever she saw something was bothering you during afternoon tea sessions on her balcony. hasegawa cared and still cares cautiously for the person he loves most, so he can’t help but love her too.

she was also a mistery. the wisest and most well-read person he’d ever come across, and he was sure there’s probably few to no other people that came close to her power of knowledge.

“look at me, rindou.” her voice is the same soft-spoken tune he knew, but it was still somehow threatening. almost like ran’s when he says “i’m not gonna be nice the second time around.”

“yes.” he gulps, and awaits for her next words.

“you look stressed, you think she’s gonna break up with you, don’t you?”he nods, “but you know she loves you too. and there’s no other person on this earth that y/n wants to spend her life with.”

a knot builds up in his stomach, and it’s like the reassurance he needed so badly for the last two weeks finally gives him closure. but still, how did she figure it out in … less than five minutes?!

“rindou, ” chizuru softly speaks again. “let me see the other ring.” once she points to the piece of jewelry, the boy’s eyes widen in disbelief and he clutches his necklace. shortly after, he rummages through his sweatpants’ pockets.

left, right, left, right, left, right.

with every vain grasp he feels his heart-pace quicken and the sweat forming beads everywhere on his forehead.

left, right, left, right, left, right.

“no, no, no way…” he touches every part of his body, trying to make sure he didn’t accidentally put the ring somewhere else, but when he reaches the verdict that yes, he’s probably lost it while he was running over here, his heart shatters and he is disappointed in himself.

head lowering and salt-water lining his waterline, he covers his face in frustration. it’s like the world fell on his back and now it refuses to get off.

“you’ve made this so much easier for me!” she laughs and rindou’s face drops lower than before. hasegawa reaches into her hand-bag and takes out a small, red, velvet box. when she opens it, rindou’s mouth somehow falls agape yet again.

it’s two rings, they’re insanely beautiful, only they seem to be inside out — the inner parts have intricate kanji engraved all upon them, adorned with a few beautiful stones, leveled nicely into the metal, while the outside is simple, brass, still shiny albeit obvious years of not being worn or cared for at all.

“you know, i once had someone like you.” the old woman sighs, “when i was young, i met a very nice boy. and to make a long story short, i lost him due to some unfortunate circumstances.” she pauses before speaking again, “y/n is the daughter i never had, and when i look at her and then look at you, i see us. me and.. the first boy i fell in love with.”

a shiver runs down his spine, hoping she still continues the story.

“you see, rindou… evil spirits are more than evil, they’re malefic, to put it nicely.” the boy tilts his head to the right. “they’re like a pest, only they don’t really die. they’re always gonna be around. tell me, you haven’t been sleeping, right?”

“yeah.”

“and for two weeks, wow, that’s a lot.”

he thinks he’s dreaming. what is happening?

“and you feel like your ears are blocked, am i right?” he nods again, “and if i may guess correctly, you either have dreams of someone smashing your head, or y/n’s. and you wake up with a roaring headache. aaaand.. a lot of intrusive thoughts?”

“hasegawa-san, how do you know all that?”

“change out the ring with this one.” she instructs and rindou, though sheepishly, slides his golden ring off the chain and replaces it with the other.

“why.. ” he looks at the woman, “why did my ears unstuff?”

she simply laughs, and swats her palm around in the air. “i’ll tell you when you’re older. now, go.” she puts the box in his right hand and gently folds his left one over it.

he looks at her with eyes full of hope. whatever the hell is up with this woman, he doesn’t know. and frankly, he doesn’t want to. for the first time ever, he feels somewhat scared of a person who has no way of tackling him in a fight.

she nods, and that’s rindou’s signal to sprint up the stairs. luckily the building isn’t tall, so the fifth floor — the one you live on — is just a few skips of stairs away.

when he reaches the door, he knocks. not once, not twice, tens of times, like he’s a broken machine.

“rin!” you greet him, “ho-”

“marry me.” he’s not asking you.

your jaw hits the floor. he’s just as surprised, why should he lie to himself?

“marry me, y/n.” clumsily, he gets down on one knee and opens the box. your hands cover your mouth once you see the ring. “i don’t care if you want to break up with me for the time you’re going back home, i don’t care if you want to break up with me because of some other reason, because i don’t want to. it doesn’t have to be this year, or next or the next three or five. whenever you want is fine. just—”

“of course i’m not breaking up with you, you dumbass!” you exclaim, offended. you look to the side, cheeks flushed and smile begging to rip your cheeks apart, “yes.”

“w-what?” rindou stutters. he couldn’t even comprehend that he’s asked you to marry him, yet alone that you’ve said yes.

“oh my god, get up already!” you pull him up by his shirt, and then down, close to your face. “yes, i’m gonna marry you. i don’t know for sure if this year, or next or in three or in five, but i’ll definitely marry you.” you parrot his little speech, giddy and delighted.

he takes the ring out of the box, and slides it on your finger. then, CRASH. his lips come down on yours mindlessly, and he holds your entire body so close to his, as if you’d fall apart into a million shards and disappear any minute now. and his head feels lighter and he guesses that whatever hasegawa may have done with those rings, they’re also probably gonna make his nightmares go away too.

“you’re coming with me.” you break the kiss to make space for announcement.

“what?” rindou malfunctions, “you weren’t gonna break up with me?”

“no, rin. i just wanted to get you pumped but that took a very wrong turn, apparently. you’re coming home with me, this summer.”

oh, bless his little heart.

🏷️ taglist @sirachano0dles @idktbhloley thank you for reading <3

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sinfulseashell · 4 months

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Special question delivery for Rindou, Ran, and Kakucho ✉️: What would you do if your darling randomly started kissing your neck?

Y!Rindou: He rolled his eyes, “Wait, before I answer is everyone just wanting to know about our sex lives or what we would do?” He hissed while getting up and walking over to the host taking the paper and reading the questions.

Host: “H-hey! You! You can’t do that!” They hiss now snatching the paper back. “Please just sit down and answer the question…” they sighed while rubbing their temple.

Y!Rindou: “Fine. Nothing but a bunch of pervs…” he mumbled but still taking his seat nonetheless. “Very well,” the male sighed. “I find it quite…exciting when they do things like that so soon it would most likely lead to things…”

Y!Ran: “Oh don’t be so shy Rin, please tell us what you would do.” He smirked while taking a sip of wine.

Y!Rindou: “You’re the biggest pervert.” He hissed giving the elder a cold glare. “Anyways. If my darling would start kissing my neck, I might feel irritated especially if I was in the middle of work but I would want to take them right then and there no matter where we were.” He cleared his throat while looking away feeling his ears began to burn after hearing Ran giggle.

Y!Ran: “You’re so cute, Rin.” He chuckled now turning to the host and giving a handsome smile. “I don’t really find my darling kissing my neck that appealing. It’s one of those areas that are more…ticklish. I also don’t like being tickled so it would annoy me mostly.” He shrugged. “Now don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t hate the fact they kissed me there, just not a sexual turn on for me.” He shrugged.

Y!Kakucho: “What would I do?” He repeated the question as a playful smirk spread across his lips. “The fact that is a spot for me, then of course anyone would want to fuck their darling right then and there.” He began to chuckle. “Trust me…there has been a few times where it has happened in the office.”

Y!Ran: 👀

Y!Rindou: 😐

Y!Ran: “Well that makes a lot of sense now why your office door is always locked. You dirty bird.”

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haruchuiyo · 2 years

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Very sweet

A few sweet scenarios with rindou haitani

content: mentions of drinking, güns, implied mürder, stalkïng, established relationship, slightly suggestive, lots of fluff, very sweet rindou.

fem!reader x bonten!rindou

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You were sitting alone at a bar by yourself when a man in pink and purple hair took a seat on the barstool beside you. He looked quite familiar. Especially if he would have glasses on.

“Wanna say something, doll?” The man beside you asks before ordering a drink for himself. You find yourself heating up inside by the mellow tone of his voice. You look down at your drink smiling to yourself for not being so subtle about staring at him.

“You look quite familiar.” You tell him before taking a sip from your own drink. He lets out a small chuckle before placing his eyes on you, they’re violet. They are mesmerizing. You try not to look mesmerized by them.

“You sure about that?” He asks, raising one brow slightly as he places one arm on the bar counter as he had his attention on you.

“Do you fight?” You ask suddenly, trying to come up where you’ve seen him before.

“I do, sometimes.” He answers quickly before thanking the bartender for the drink. You hum in response before checking out his body, he looks quite tall and bulky. He is wearing a black suit pants with the a white shirt and a black vest without the suit jacket. You see how he is giving you an amused smirk for your bold actions. Then when you look at his eyes, he is almost squinting. He definitely wears glasses.

“Do you do pilates?” Your question caught him off guard, he almost chokes on his drink making you grin. “No, why?” He asks after gaining his composure.

“Cause you look exactly like that guy who did a split during a gang fight I witnessed years ago.” You tell him which results in his eyes widening and he almost drops his drink. You chuckle at his reaction.

“Except I think you were blonde back then.” You feel unsure but said so nevertheless. It could be him after all.

“So you witnessed a gang fight?” The man asks you. “Pretty sure I did that most of my time living in Roppongi.” You answer.

“How?” He inquires softly. “It was either a coincidence or you just got to know the right people to know when gang fights will happen.” Your answer was so casual, Rindou almost thought you could’ve been in those fights yourself.

“Most do happen out of nowhere though, don’t they?” It was your time to ask to which Rindou nods at. “They do actually.” His answer was said with an astonished tone, you smile at his reply.

“I’m Rindou.” He introduces himself and your smile grows wider. “I already figured who you were, you and your brother ruled Roppongi years back, not sure if you still do.” You say with a casual tone. Rindou chuckles to himself at your words.

“So what do you think, did I tell your story right?” You flash him a mischievous grin and Rindou’s eyes is almost gleaming.

“I think you’re fascinating.” He says as a matter of factly before he goes to sip on his drink. Out of his peripheral vision, he sees you’re stunned in surprise for a few seconds before regaining your composure. And in the end, you introduce yourself to one of the former or even the current rulers of Roppongi.

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Heavy breaths and quick steps, you try to walk faster than you do right now. Pulling out your phone in a haste way with your shaking hands, you type in a message.

‘Someone’s following me.’

You sent that quickly and looked behind you, not seeing your follower anywhere but you still try to get away as fast as possible. Finding an alleyway, you quickly find a spot to hide in and you did. Huddling yourself in and as soon as you did, you heard footsteps. You stop breathing, your grip on your phone so tight your knuckles are white. Heartbeat out of its normal pace and you’re trying to calm yourself down as much as you can, thinking of ways to get away, to get this man out of your way so you could go back home safe. Back to Rindou safe. At the thought of Rindou, tears piles in up your eyes before you quickly wipe them off.

You scream when you feel someone grab your hand and roughly pulls you out of your hiding spot. Hitting the guy as much as you can, the man winces and groans in pain at your punches before grabs a hold of your hands with one of his and he uses the other to roughly pull your hair.

You feel your eyes burn when you see another man behind the one holding you, with a bladed tool in his hands.

“Quick, hurry before he comes.” The man holding you says, in a stressed way. You try to get yourself away from his hold by kicking him with your legs, that worked and he lets go off you and you end up on the ground. You crawl away and feel more fear when you hear tires screeching. The screeching tires doesn’t stop the two men from approaching you still. They couldn’t take two steps before gun shots fires and their bodies still before falling to the ground. Splatters of their blood ends up on you and you still in shock before quickly standing up when you see Rindou.

“Fucking pieces of shits.” Rindou seethes as he puts his gun in his holster, spitting at the two dead men.

You can’t help but just feel so relieved just at the sound of his voice. Hasty footsteps nears you. Rindou places his his hands on your face, checking your face from any injuries before going to check on your body. He wipes off the blood on your face as he looks everywhere for a single ounce of injury. You couldn’t find anywhere else to place your hands, so they’re on his chest, you fist his shirt as he mutters apologies.

“I’m so sorry, baby, I’m so sorry I should’ve been quicker.” He keeps muttering apologies as you shake your head at him. “It’s not your fault.” Your voice hoarse which makes Rindou so angry yet so regretful.

“Let’s get you home, my men will take care of these things.” His voice lowers when he talks about these two men as he walks you back to the car with you leaning into his side.

Ever since that day, Rindou keeps checking if the tracker on your phone is still working. If not for the tracker, he wouldn’t have found you that day which you’re so grateful for. You keep reassuring him you’re fine when he is asking for your well-being. When he is not being overbearing if you, he is protective and meticulous of your safety. He knows you need your space, so he suggested that you at least have a bodyguard who’s a few meters away, with you so you’re safer. Wanting to put his worries to rest, you accepted his offer. He sighed in relief, a small smile breaking out on his beautiful face and his pretty violet eyes seem less worried and more tender. He cups your face and pecks you on the lips. You smile at that as you lean into his touch.

“I do anything to keep you safe, doll.” He whispers against your lips before leaning, his lips meeting yours.

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You looked everywhere, leaving no spot or space unseen. Until you thought about Rindou’s small room where he goes to produce music. He doesn’t usually let anyone in there, not cause it’s invading his space but he just doesn’t like anyone to enter there. You think to yourself for a short minute. Should I look for the necklace he gifted me or let it be lost?

You opened the door slowly, the door didn’t make any sound, the lights were off and his desk was clean. The whole room smells like him, you take a whiff of it and smile to yourself. It’s automatically your favorite spot in his apartment. Going back to your actual goal, you turn on the lights and the rooms pretty simple, he has lots of headphones hanging in a row, he has his turntables, mixers and everything he needs for his music. As you look around, you see something that caught your attention. You pick it up carefully, It’s a CD with your name on it and a tiny heart at the top of your name. You smile to yourself, your heart flowing with warmth and love thinking about Rindou and all the time he possibly spent creating this. Having the conscience to not actually listen to it, you put it back on the same spot you found it and left the room.

Hours went by, you were watching tv when you hear the front door unlock. Rindou’s familiar voice calls out a greeting to you and you reply back.

“I found your necklace.” You hear him say and you gasp in surprise. It was in the hallway? Then you feel his presence behind you from the couch. He leans down and kisses you on the back of your neck.

“Hi baby.” He greets you with a gentle voice, at the same time as he puts the necklace you thought you lost, on you. You look up at him with the hugest smile. Rindou finds you so radiant, he doesn’t catch the little mischievous glint in your eyes.

“Hi.” You softly say back, holding back your excitement. You watch how he flashes you his own radiant smile at you as he takes off his black coat and loosens his tie. You see his tattoo peek out as he unbuttons his shirt. He sits down beside you as he unbuttons his cuff sleeves. He picks up a hair tie that was on the table and ties his hair up. As he does that, he sees that mischievous glint in your eyes. You’re up to something and Rindou ought to find out.

“Why do you look like that?” He chuckles, when he sees you almost jump on him out of excitement. What got you so happy, is something he couldn’t figure out but he feels a rush of joy in himself seeing you smiling so.

“I can’t keep quiet about this.” You start off as Rindou hums in reply, leaning back into the couch with his legs spread and his arm slinging over behind your head.

“I walked into your music room.” You tell, preparing yourself for his answer. Rindou doesn’t do anything else than look like he wants you to continue. Why isn’t he freaking out, or telling you to not enter?

“Why aren’t you mad at me for that?” You ask, genuinely confused. Rindou chuckles a little. “I have no reason to be mad, it’s not like I restricted the room.” He answers.

“You actually did.” You tell him and he chuckles again.

“Yeah I think so too.” He agrees with a grin on his lips. Then he places the same arm behind your head to wrap around your body and pulls you into his side. Automatically, you sit up only to sit on his lap. Your knees digging into the couch as your thighs brush up against his hips. Rindou looks at you with a smile as he leans his head back at the couch to look up at you. He can’t stop thinking about how you look stunning like this, absolutely fascinating. You never stopped looking so in his eyes. “So did you find anything in there?” He asks and you nod, he does a face to say ‘keep going’.

“I found the cd.” You finally tell him and he sighs. In relief.

“Did you really?”

“Mhm.”

And that’s when he places both his hands on the small of your back and pushes you closer to him. You almost yelp in surprise as you steady yourself by resting your hands on his chest.

“Did you listen to it?” His voice is gentle, sweet. You shake your head as you lightly fist his shirt in your hands. You see his tattoo once again, this time you use your index finger to stroke on his tattoo. You hear Rindou take a sharp inhale. He trails one hand up your back which has you sighing in content and he rests his hand on the nape of your neck.

“Do you want to?” He asks as he gently massages your nape. “I do.” You answer back softly, but eager. He smiles at you, his smile so captivating which has you leaning in and him as well until your lips meet in a sweet kiss. You fist his shirt as he holds you in closer to his embrace. At this moment for a little while, both of you forgot the cd he made for you. The kiss invading both of your senses. You feel his heart pump so fast, how his hold on your neck as well as your back feels bolder and firmer.

His hand on your back moves up to wrap around your neck. Your heart skips a bit as he pulls away to place soft kisses on the corner of your lips, to your jaw. He gently pulls your head up to gain more access to your neck. He softly kisses on your pulse point, soft gasps leaving your lips. He pulls away as he looks at you on the face, so devastating you are, he thinks as he admired your swollen parted lips and your eyes as it flickers all over his own face.

“Got lost on track there, didn’t we?” He says before you go back to press your lips against his. You feel his lips curl into a smile into the kiss, you feel how his fingertips grasps onto your hair, his grasp so gentle still.

“Was it a love letter?” You mutter into the kiss, you feel his head move, as he hums into the kiss. It was your time to smile. You pull away slightly, your nose brushing against his.

“A love letter in a song.” He tells making you pull away to look at him properly. His face lit up, lips curved into his stunning smile and his eyes, so beautiful.

“Really?” You ask with a grin on your face and he couldn’t help but let out a slight chuckle.

“Yes.”

“I want to listen.” You express with joy and eagerness.

“First, some more of the kiss?” He leans into your face and you nod your head making him brush his nose against yours too with a smile on his face, before capturing your lips into yet another captivating kiss.

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he is one of my fav tr characters to write hehe :”) hope you enjoyed this.

If you’ve come this far, a reblog, feedbacks and likes would be so appreciated :3

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haitaniplug · 2 years

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OBLIVIOUSNESS PT 2

haitani ran x fem!reader

summary: you and ran both like each other, but are so oblivious to each others feelings.

genre: best friends → lovers , childhood friends , angst, smut , fluff

cw: fem!reader, intimacy, jealousy, mutual pining , secret crush , slow burn, romance

part one part 3

the next day, you invite ran over to your house so he can help you study for your exam. he's sitting on the floor, back against the wall with his knees up, whilst you are on your bed, laying down as you face him.

"try that flashcard," you slightly bent your body over the bed frame and pointed your index finger to the orange flashcard on the floor. ran leans forward and picks it up, clearing his throat before reading the question, "how do plants get their nitrogen fro-"

"from the air right?" you cut him off and he looks at you, nodding. "um, let me think, just give me a moment..." you hum allowing your brain to focus, "something about a triple bond.... does that count?"

ran shakes his head, "answer the full thing otherwise I won't reward it to ya."

"ran, cmon!" you groan whilst he shook his head, tutting rhetorically, "nah, answer it."

"give me a hint at least."

ran drops his eyes to the flashcard before moving them back up to you. "you were right about the triple bond. something about energy too-"

"oh! plants do not get their nitrogen from the air because nitrogren atoms have a triple bond which is very strong and hard to break, takes lots of energy to break those bonds which makes it difficult for plants to split the nitrogen molecules in order to get raw atoms it can use."

ran looks at you in disbelief, relief flowing through him that he dropped outta school because his mind couldn't comprehend all this useless knowledge.

"i hate science so much, when will i ever use the knowledge of plant molecules and shit in real life," you scowl as you spoke, hopping off your bed and moving on the floor where ran was. you lean forward to grab all the loose flashcards that were splayed all over the floor.

you also noticed how silent ran was being and how this isn't usually like him. "why are you so quie-" the words died in your throat when you saw where his eyeline was at. you look down, seeing your cleavage on display as you leaned forward to grab the flashcards.

"you're such a perv," you grab onto his face, squishing his cheeks in the process and moved it to the side so he was staring at the wall. "what?" ran smiles , "they just happened to be in my line of vision,"

"yeah and my fist is going to be in your line of vision too if you do that again," you say while frowning, acting annoyed even though your body was tingly at the thought of ran staring at you in that way.

"won't happen again," he says in a sing song tone which from the numerous amounts of times you'd heard that tone in the past before, you knew he was lying, "im serious ran. how would you feel if i looked at your dick all the time."

"well-" he was about to speak till you cut him off, "actually don't answer that." you knew his answer was going to be perverted the second you saw that grin on his face. "you need to leave, i need to study now."

"what? i can't stay and watch you study?" ran pushes his back off the wall so you were both sitting facing each other.

"won't you be bored though?" you ask and he shrugs. to be frank, he would never be bored in your presence.

"i like your company," he admits and you feel heat crawling up your cheeks. "o-oh okay." you mentally slap yourself from getting flustered so easily, he didn't even say anything worth getting you acting this way. ran haitani's charm is something you'll never get used to even though you've known him for years on end.

you stand up, dusting your clothes before sitting on your desk, grabbing your notebooks and starting to write away. meanwhile ran just watches you from the other end of the room.

he thinks you look stunning, and all you're doing is studying. he doesn't know what's up with him recently. first jerking off to your voice at 3am, now watching you while you study.

am i being a creep? ran thinks, shuddering at the thought of him becoming some perverted weirdo. he just needs to be so close to you at all times, touching you even in a non sexual way. just like a hand on your shoulder, or your waist, or your ass-

"could you pass me the yellow highlighter?" your voice cuts him out of his thoughts and he's glad you did. the last thing he wants is to get a boner in your room with you inside. humilation at its finest.

"um, sure." ran reaches over to your pencil cases that dropped on the floor when you were on your bed. he grabs the yellow highlighter and tosses it to where you're at. your eyes were still fixated on your notebook since you half expected him to stand up and hand the highlighter to you like a normal person.

so you could only imagine the sudden shock when the highlighter hits you right in the face, "ran what the fuck!?" you bring your hand up to cradle your eye and ran stands up, "oh shit, i didnt-" he stops himself while laughing.

"it's not funny! my eye hurts." you plant your heels on the floor and scoot your chair away from your desk. "ow, ow ow," you stand up and all traces of laughter fade away from ran's face, "yo, are you good?" he stands up and rushes towards you so quickly.

"it hurts ran," you say as you cover your eye. ran stands infront of you, grabbing your chin to lift your face up to his. "remove your hand," he speaks and his tone is stern. you keep your hand on there, disobeying him.

he grabs your hand and gently lifts it off your face, eyes scanning over your face to assess the damage done. you could almost laugh at how serious his face looks right now. in fact, you did. snickering before grabbing your stomach with both arms, "i can't believe you fell for that!"

ran clenches his jaw and it makes you laugh even harder. "you do care for me," you fake pouted as you continued to laugh. "i'll shove that highlighter down your throat," ran finally speaks and you laugh even louder.

he gets sick and tired of you laughing at his expense and picks you up, tossing you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, "ran? what are yo-"

before you could even finish, he tosses you onto your bed, covering your entire body with the covers, "keep laughing while you suffocate."

you managed to squirm your way out from his grip, the covers falling onto the floor. "you're just a sore loser ran."

he rolls his eyes, "don't even do that to me again."

"do what?"

"i really thought i hurt you man, it was scary," he admits and your eyes widen "ran- i know you'd never hurt me." you sit up and crawl towards him, resting your head on his lap. you shift on your side so you were facing upwards.

ran's hand comes down and rests in your hair as he looked down at you. "i'd never hurt you. but i'd hurt anyone that hurts you ok?"

you nod, taking his hand in your hair and placing it on your cheek and you nuzzle it, “i’ll hurt anyone that hurts you too ran.”

you say and at this moment, ran’s never felt softer in his life. just looking at your sweet innocent face turned something in him. the feeling resonating deep down inside his chest to protect you. never let anybody hurt you. never let anybody touch you.

this is the moment ran haitani declares you’re his. you belong to him. once he gathers the courage to ask you out.

so you could imagine his shock when he sees you a week later, hand in hand with a boy as he kisses the top of your head before entering the building.

ran’s face twitched as he saw the look in your eyes as you watched him disappear into the building. you sighed dreamily before spotting ran across the street and waving to him.

ran simply lifts his hand to send a wave back. you look both sides before crossing the road, panting by the time you reach ran. “how long you been standing there?” you ask, taking a moment to catch your breath.

“not long,” he says, “who was that?” he gestures with his chin over to where you were standing not to long ago. “that’s my boyfriend. he sent me a confession letter in my locker like 4 days ago and asked me out.”

“so you just said yes?” ran asks and his tone startled you but you ignored it. “well yea? what’s the big deal?” you say in the exact same harsh tone ran gave you. ran ignored the way he felt when he saw this bitch boy touch your hand & kiss you. “never mind. congratulations i guess,” ran sends a fake smile before walking down the street.

you noticed that was a little out of character for him but shrugs it off. thinking it’s nothing.

“did you know she has a fucking boyfriend now?” ran speaks angrily into the phone. rindou yawns before responding, “yeah i know, what’s the big deal?”

“and nobody fucking tells me shit?!” ran is shocked the fact that rindou knew before him, “when did you find out?”

rindou thinks, “like 4 days ago. i was there with her when the letter dropped out from her locker.”

“what?”

“she opened the letter, and told me it’s a love confession. at first she was unsure and i told her to go for it since this is probably like the first and last time she’ll get one,” rindou starts laughing, “she got mad at me for saying that, then got jealous at the amount of love letters i receive. it’s actually funny cause a girl gave me a love letter like 10 minutes before the locker incident-,”

“rindou. stay on topic please.” ran’s voice was gruff as he spoke and rindou forgot he’s been rambling off topic the entire time. “sorry,” rindou apologises, “but anyway, i told her to accept it, so she did and met him after school. now bam they’re dating.”

ran stills on the other end of the line, “so this was your fault?”

rindou stiffens, “yes..? no.? i don’t know. wait-why does this even matter?!”

“cause i like her! you fucking idiot!” ran loses his temper and rindou stops speaking. “oh… OH SHIT! BRO IM SO SOR-,” rindou’s voice is cut off because ran hangs up the phone.

ran breathes in deeply as he walks back home. the fact you didn’t even tell him you’re dating someone. do you not trust him with information?

ran slowly feels you slipping away from his grasp, now you have a whole ass fucking boyfriend ? it hurts, every footstep he takes makes his chest feels heavy.

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Chifuyu Matsuno | 26 | PET SHOP OWNER | 5’6 | LOYAL

Jokingly entering a lottery for a luxury couple’s cruise, you were surprised to receive a notification saying that you were the lucky winner! You now have to find a “spouse” for the trip. You’ve considered your friends, but all of them probably have commitments already. And then on the day of the cruise, Chifuyu greets you with flowers. He was so much cuter and in front of you. You settled into your luxurious cabin and began the journey.

On your first night, you tried the fancy dinner aboard the ship, shared your favorite dishes and chatted about your childhood memories associated with food. It struck you when he mentioned he was formerly a gang member, as he certainly did not look like one. you also bonded over your shared love of animals and memories of having owned pets as children, while Chifuyu told you all about the interesting things about these pets.

You also enjoyed a masquerade ball; Chifuyu was not the best dancer but he was so gentle with his movements. He was nervous at first, unsure how to navigate the party, but with your guidance and reassuring touch, he gradually relaxed and even started to enjoy the activity. You took the lead, taking him to the rhythm. With your hands on his shoulders and movements in synchrony with his, you glided across the dance floor, lost in the music and in each other's company just like dinner. Chifuyu was impressed by your confidence and grace on the dance floor. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe and admiration for that.

After a long day of exploring the ports and enjoying the activities on the cruise, you decided to unwind at the couple's spa. On the way there, the two of you even came up with a fake love story in case the masseuse asks— you were high school sweethearts. Inside the spa, you settled into adjacent massage tables, holding hands and enjoying the deep tissue massages that the spa offered. The oil worked its magic onto your bodies, and you turned to Chifuyu, who seemed to be holding his laughter from being ticklish. You smiled at him and chuckled as you made eye contact, letting him know that you didn’t mind. You couldn't help but notice Chifuyu's toned body. His toned back and arms were on full display, you felt yourself being attracted to him in a way you hadn't been before.

As the week went on, you and Chifuyu continued to learn more about each other while also participating in the cruise activities, all while pretending to be a couple. By the end of the cruise, Chifuyu couldn't deny the connection he felt with you, and he was surprised by the depth of his feelings for someone he had only just met. It was then that he realized that despite being the one who was rented for the vacation, it was he who truly rented your heart. So when you visited his pet shop, he couldn't deny the connection you had and was happy to see you again. It’s against the rules of the rent-a-boyfriend services, but he does not need that anymore and so do you.

Baji Keisuke | 26 | VET | 5’9 | TSUN-TSUN

As you prepared for your family's Christmas trip, you couldn't help but feel overwhelmed. Your relatives were constantly badgering you about finding a partner, and the pressure to conform to their expectations was starting to wear you down. That's why when you heard about a service that could provide you with a pretend boyfriend, you saw it as the perfect opportunity to get your family off your back and enjoy the trip without the constant constant nagging.

When you met Baji, you were surprised at how charming and easygoing he actually was. He was exactly the kind of guy your family would approve of, and he was happy to play the role of your boyfriend. Both you and your family were struck by how handsome and charming he was. His tall, lean figure and stunning eyes made him look like a model, but his warm smile and how gentle he was with your family made him seem accessible and likable.

You found yourself growing nervous as the time went on, but Baji was quick to pick up on your discomfort and put you at ease. He asked questions about your family and interests, and he made you a drink before settling into your room for the night. Baji then joked and laughed about things your parents have told earlier, making sure to give you a sense of ease and comfort with him. After all, you will be going on a trip together. You knew that you were both putting on an act, but you couldn't deny his potential of being an actual partner.

So the trip began, Baji proved to be a great choice. He was friendly and outgoing, easily striking up conversations with your relatives. He quickly became a favorite especially to the children in your family, who were drawn to his playful nature and witty banter. He spent time playing with them, telling jokes and stories, and generally being a fun and engaging presence. He was so good at interacting with the children that they started calling him "big bro Baji". He simply made a positive impression on everyone. He even went out of his way to compliment the cooking and offer to help with luggages, and making sure that everyone was taken care of, especially you, even if it meant putting himself in second place.

On the last day of the trip, you find yourself wondering how he was so good at handling family members, and he was more than happy to explain that he had a close relationship with his own mother growing up. He also said that in his career, he had come to see his animal patients as members of his own family. He described how he would take the time to get to know each animal individually, talking to them in the veterinary clinic and taking them out to play and explore. He told you that he believed that the key to understanding and connecting with other beings was to see them as unique individuals, just like people.

You did miss Baji after the trip. He had made such an impact on your family members, especially the children, that he was brought up in conversations even after he was gone. Your parents asked about him, and his absence was noted by the young ones who had grown so fond of him. You found yourself thinking about him often and wondering what he was up to. The trip had been such a special experience for you, and you felt grateful for the time you had shared together. Even though your relationship had been temporary and arranged, you found yourself wishing that you could see him again and continue your connection. So when you called him up for a “rental” again, it was to your surprise when Baji answered with “Don’t worry, this one’s on me.”

Hanma Shuji | 28 | PHOTOGRAPHER | 6'4 | DAREDEVIL

You have been struggling to keep your ex-boyfriend at bay. Despite repeatedly asking him to leave you alone, he would still find a way to contact you, whether through social media or by showing up at your workplace or at your apartment. You were worried about the situation and wanted it to stop, so you decided to hire a pretend boyfriend to make your ex-boyfriend back off. You chose Shuji Hanma, a 28-year-old photographer with a charismatic and handsome look. He also had a rebellious streak that made him perfect to play the role.

Hanma's stylish motorcycle added to the spectacle of his arrival at your apartment. As you rode away, you noticed that your neighbors were staring, probably wondering who the mysterious man on the motorcycle was. It was the same case when you arrived at your workplace, your colleagues were equally curious about the identity of the mystery man who waited for you at the lobby.

Hanma was engrossed in his work in the lobby, concentrating on editing his photos on the computer screen. He noticed the faint sound of footsteps approaching. The sound grew closer, and Hanma looked up to see your ex-boyfriend walking towards the seats. Hanma was not impressed, and he almost immediately approached him. “Hello, I'm Shuji Hanma. You are…?”

“Uhm, Touri—desu.” He was confused, but shook Hanma’s hand anyway, which he regretted… Hanma’s grip was undeniably strong, which turned his skin to crimson. “You new here, huh?” Hanma tried to remain cool. “Eh, not exactly.” The guy shrugged, and Hanma scoffed and took his belongings. “Well, I'll be on my way.” He headed to the receptionist and spoke loud enough, “Good afternoon, can you please deliver a message to my girlfriend, Miss [ L / N ]? I have our lunch~” This was enough to grab your ex’s attention, and he was visibly confused and angered.

Hanma immediately escorted you off the elevator when you arrived, letting you know of your ex’s presence as he protectively put an arm around you. Which seemed to work, because he was only angrily standing there with a piercing glare. Hanma was inarguably intimidating with his fierce eyes and tall height. As you sat together for lunch, you couldn't help but smile to yourself. You knew that your ex-boyfriend was watching from a distance, witnessing you having a wonderful time with another man. Hanma also appeared to be enjoying the situation, and he kept up his loving and affectionate demeanor throughout the meal, like Hanma taking your hand and kissing it, feeding you, and simply looking like a real couple. When in reality, you were also talking about your day so far and telling each other about the usual get-to-know topics.

After you walked out the restaurant together, your ex stepped forward and started yelling about how you could move on and replace him. “And with this twig?! Come on [ Y / N ], is this the best you got?” He chuckled and attempted to reach your arm. As he continued his tirade, Hanma lost his patience and punched him in the face. You were shocked at your pretend-boyfriend's sudden burst of violence, but you had to admit that it was somewhat satisfying to see your ex take a hit. Hanma quickly pulled you away from the scene and kicked your ex’s stomach. “Who’s the twig now? If I see your face again, I'm going to break every bone in your body.” He spat and then led you back to your apartment.

Once you were inside, Hanma apologized for his behavior and assured you that he only wanted to protect you. Still a bit shaken, you knew that Hanma had been there for you, and he did his role perfectly. You forgave him for resorting to violence and appreciated how devoted he had been to you with a generous tip, to which he answered, “I’m not leaving without making sure that guy never comes back.” You were taken aback when he took a seat on the couch by your front door. “And don't worry about the rent thing ♡” He winked. You were pretty sure he just enjoyed beating your ex, but you got yourself a pretty damn good fake boyfriend/guard dog.

Rindou Haitani | 30 | CLUB OWNER | 5’8 | GENTLEMAN, BUT A LITTLE NAUGHTY

You were feeling a bit down about attending the wedding of a college friend without a plus one. Your friends were all in loving relationships, and you were tired of being the odd one out. Rindou was intrigued by the request and quickly agreed. He looked forward to the opportunity to spend the evening with you and to help you feel less awkward.

Rindou was a stickler for presentation, so he took it upon himself to choose an outfit that would make you feel confident and comfortable. He asked you about the theme of the event, the colors of the invitations, and any personal style preferences you had. Using this information, he was able to find a perfect ensemble for the evening.

When you arrived at the venue, you felt a new sense of confidence. The dress that Rindou got tailored was a perfect fit, and the shoes made you feel taller and more sophisticated. You knew that you looked good, and that made you feel even more comfortable mingling with the other guests. Rindou had been right, the outfit had boosted your confidence, and it showed while he was happily your arm candy. As you continued to make your way toward the main event, Rindou couldn't shake the feeling of familiarity with the place. He quickly realized that he was one of the co-owners of the venue, and had completely forgotten to mention it to you. He felt a bit sheepish about the oversight and did not make a big deal out of it.

However, it did come back to bite him in the ass later on. “Mr. Haitani?” The groom took notice of his presence when the couple visited your table. “Pleasure to meet you, I did not see you on the guest list. What a surprise!” They shook hands. “My girlfriend is here with me.” He smiled and held you closely. “You didn’t tell us that your boyfriend owned the venue, [ Y / N ]-chan!” WHen the bride said that, it seemed that the other guests on the table now seemed more interested in you. “How did you meet?” “Is there a ring yet?” It was a bit of a shockwave to you and your friends. Suddenly it seemed as though they were all more interested in you than they were before, and you felt a tinge of discomfort, which Rindou easily picked up on.

“Oh, shut up…you won’t even talk to her two minutes ago…” Rindou scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Wanna ditch?” You were touched by his offer, and gladly accepted. You needed a break from the endless talk about your friends' relationships, and it was nice to have a place to escape to for a little while. Rindou took you to the bar of his brother’s hotel nearby, where you were able to enjoy your own night just by yourselves without having to impress people who you barely know anymore. “Sorry for not telling you sooner, it was exactly what I was trying to avoid…” Rindou knew his way around a bar, and you found yourself in the perfect spot with him at your side. He explained the menu items and suggested a few different drinks that he thought you might enjoy, making sure to cater to your tastes. You felt grateful for his attention, and you appreciated how much effort he was putting into the conversation.

As you sat at the bar, you found yourself opening up more than you ever thought you would. You talked about your job,hobbies, and even a little bit about your past relationships. Rindou was a great listener, and he made you feel comfortable enough to share details that you had never told anyone before. You loved the fact that even though he was a complete stranger, he was genuinely interested in your life and experiences. While he also had a fair share of stories, especially the reason behind joining the rental services despite being a wealthy businessman… Rich people get bored sometimes too, you know…

You felt like you had known Rindou for much longer than just one evening. You couldn't believe how quickly the time had passed, and you found herself wishing that the night could go on forever. As they closed down the bar and left the reception, Rindou walked you to the suite he offered, and you found yourself wishing that you had the courage to ask him if he would like to see eachother again…

Ran Haitani | 31 | CLUB OWNER | 6'0 | BOLD

You have been using your “fiance” as an excuse to get out of uncomfortable situations or company gatherings, but now you are facing a dilemma. Your boss was hosting a company outing, and you knew that you couldn't use the same excuse again because he personally invited “your fiance”.

Thinking quickly, you reached out to Ran and asked him to play the part of your fiance for the whole trip. You were relieved when he agreed, knowing that he was the perfect person to accompany you to the event. Ran was charming, charismatic and extremely meticulous so you knew he would be able to sell the "fiance" ruse perfectly.

Ran likes to live life to the fullest, and he's not afraid to splash out on extravagant things. He's handsome, wealthy, and he has a way with the ladies. “You wanna make this more believable? I’ll take you on a date before our flight ♡” He took you to the finest restaurants and their club, and he insisted on paying for everything. He bought you clothes to bring to the trip, and you took a lot of photos together to show around. And he of course did not forget the fiance scheme and took you to Cartier for ring shopping. You were surprised by Ran's opulent lifestyle, but you were also drawn to his confidence and charm. He's not afraid to take risks or to try new things, and you feel like you can learn a lot from him.

On the day of the flight, you pulled up at the airport in his luxury sedan, dressed to the nines that truly made you look like the real deal. Ran was a smooth talker and a natural flirt, and he made you feel like the most important person in the world. And being the actor that he is, Ran smoothly introduced himself to your boss and colleagues. But you only gave them a glimpse of your ruse, because Ran had bumped your seats to first class where you praised each other for your acting.

During the trip, you were treated like a queen by Ran. He was always making sure your needs were met and that you were comfortable. He would hold your hand in public, carry your things, and go out of his way to make sure you were comfortable and well-cared for. You liked the way he whispered sweet nothings in your ear, and the way he looked at you with a sparkle in his eye. You were constantly getting compliments on your clothing, accessories, and your perfect “fiance.” You knew it was all just an act, but you couldn't help but enjoy every minute of it. Ran was way too good.

One night, you and Ran spent the evening soaking in the bathtub on your hotel balcony, surrounded by the sounds of the sea and the stars sparkling above you. He uncorked a bottle of the finest champagne, enjoying the bubbly beverage as you talked about your actual lives. You took the opportunity to let loose and talk trash about your co-workers. Ran laughed and poked fun at their annoying habits and quirks as well, bonding over your shared experiences. Ran was a natural storyteller, sharing stories from his past and his dreams for the future.; while You were fascinated by his adventures and insights. In turn, you talked about your own hopes and dreams. Ran listened intently, offering advice and support where needed. The conversation flowed effortlessly, with no awkward silences or forced conversation.

Ran was a true professional, and he played his role as your fiance flawlessly throughout the trip. He remained attentive and gave you affection in front of everyone. You were impressed by his commitment to the bit and his ability to seamlessly slip into character and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for him. He made you feel like you were the most important person in the world, and you were touched by his thoughtfulness and attention to detail.

You were seriously moved by Ran's dedication to the role, even as you said goodbye. He had played the part with such natural grace and ease that she had almost forgotten that it was all an act. You were grateful for his commitment to the bit and his attention to detail, and you enjoyed the fact that you had someone during the trip. “Come on, I can’t keep these.” With his gifts in your hands, you insisted. Of course, you could… But you thought it was polite to offer. Ran’s answer intrigued you, though… “Of course you can…” He chuckled and opened the door of your home. “We still have that wedding, right?” He winked and kissed your forehead before seeing his way out.

Shinichiro Sano | 36 | BIKE SHOP OWNER | 6'0 | CHIVALROUS

You had grown tired of your friends' incessant efforts to set you up on blind dates, with stupid college boys to make matters worse. You appreciated their well-meaning efforts, but you simply weren't interested in pursuing romantic relationships. And so you decided to seek the assistance of Shinichiro, hoping that his chivalrous disposition would be enough to convince your friends to lay off.

You decided that for the cover to be believable, you would need to go on a date with Shinichiro before hard-launching him to your friends. You also made sure that he was comfortable with playing the role and that you had a good rapport, but you had no idea what to do for your very real fake date. However, Shinichiro took the matter in his own hands and insisted you did not have to move a single joint.

You and Shinichiro arrived at the cafe of the main deck in Tokyo Tower, which offered breathtaking views of the city's skyline. You were seated at a corner table, giving a clear view of the vast expanse of lights and skyscrapers. It was a dreamy and romantic setting, enhanced by delicate table settings and soft music playing in the background.

Shinichiro treated you to a multi-course meal, where you savored a selection of traditional Japanese food. They were exquisite and perfectly prepared, and you couldn't help but be impressed by Shinichiro's good taste. You talked about everything and anything, from your childhood memories to your ongoing endeavors. Shinichiro was a good listener and made sure to ask thoughtful questions, ensuring that the conversation flowed smoothly. You were honestly impressed by his openness and genuine interest in you, and you found yourself sharing things that she had never shared with anyone else before. The conversation was so engrossing that you lost track of time, and it felt as though you had been talking for hours.

However, the motorcycle race of his little brother's team, "Top of Manji," was an exhilarating experience. You marveled at the skill and precision of the racers as they raced around the track at high speeds. Shinichiro's passion for mechanics was palpable, and he explained the intricacies of the race in detail. You were moved by his enthusiasm and felt grateful to have had the opportunity to share in such a unique experience, and it was genuinely warm to listen to Shinichiro talk about something he really loved.

And so the day arrived and you invited your friends for dinner at a restaurant you and Shinichiro had found, a Japanese izakaya that you thought they would enjoy. You had made a reservation for a medium table in the middle of the restaurant, where you would be surrounded by the lively atmosphere. After greetings and pleasantries, you finally introduced your friends to Shinichiro, revealing that he was your new boyfriend. They were all visibly surprised by the revelation, but Shinichiro turned on his charm, making small talk and engaging in witty banter with your friends. He was so natural at it, making everyone feel comfortable and included. You couldn't help but smile, feeling grateful for his presence and for the support he had shown you thus far.

Shinichiro was very affectionate towards you, making sure to pay attention to your needs and feelings. He cut your food, poured your drinks, and wiped the side of your lips. And as the evening wore on and the temperature dropped, he took off his jacket and casually offered it to you. It was relieving to see that your friends were starting to warm up to Shinichiro. They were impressed by his chivalry, intelligence, and sense of humor.

As the evening went on, she and Shinichiro grew more comfortable with each other, exchanging smiles and sharing inside jokes. Although your friends were initially skeptical about Shinichiro at first, however, as they spent more time with him, they began to see what she saw in him. They noticed his chivalrous nature and how he treated you with “love and respect”. They were impressed by his ability to hold a conversation and how engaging he was. They praised you for finding a good boyfriend and expressed their support for your relationship. This made you feel touched and felt grateful for their encouragement.

Shinchiro was an older man, but he carried himself with a youthful energy that was contagious. He had a kind heart and a charismatic smile, making it easy for you to feel at ease with him. He was a gentleman, always using polite language and good manners, but he also had a bit of mischief in him. He loved to make jokes and banter with you, and he always had a twinkle in his eye that made you smile. The dinner was a hit, and you were thrilled to see your friends enjoying themselves so much.

Maybe it was the fact that Shinichiro was older than the guys you previously dated and even older than yourself, but you actually enjoyed the extra attention and care that Shinichiro gave, as compared to your previous dates. You found yourself beginning to fantasize about having a real boyfriend like him, who would pamper and take care of you in the same way. It was a nice feeling to have someone who seemed to genuinely care about you, and you were grateful for the experience of dating him, even if it was just a temporary arrangement. Or will he allow it to remain that way?

Wakasa Imaushi | 36 | GYM OWNER | 5'3 | NONCHALANT

Wakasa Imaushi was the perfect person for your plan to win back your ex. He was charming, confident, and seemed to know how to treat a woman. Your plan was to make your ex jealous by spending time with Wakasa and having you paint a picture of a perfect couple.

He was impressed with your predictions on the whereabouts of your exes, and he was always ready to hop on your antics. Wakasa was a natural at billiards, while you considered yourself to be a bit of a novice. Despite this, he was patient with you and taught you the basics, guiding you through each shot. As you played, you stood closely together, with his hand on your back as he showed you how to grip the cue. As you finished up your game, you noticed your ex watching you from across the room, clearly jealous of the attention Wakasa was giving you. This only seemed to fuel Wakasa's desire to treat you like a princess, and up his game for your next “dates”.

As you waited outside your office building, you spotted Wakasa pulling up on a sports bike. It was obviously a labor of love for him, and it was clearly a statement piece— beautiful paint job, modifications, and powerful engines. He even got you your own helmet, and as you took a seat on the back of the bike, Wakasa revved the engine and took off down the road. You couldn't help but notice the looks of envy and jealousy from your ex-partner. You had always admired his bike, which was pretty decent, but Wakasa's was on another level. It was entirely his idea, knowing that it would take a hit on your ex’s ego. Which was right— he couldn't help but feel jealous of Wakasa and his newfound ability to make you happy and sent you a pretty petty text later on that day.

You eagerly showed Wakasa the text from your ex, and his reaction was everything you had hoped for. His expression turned into a proud smirk, and he leaned in closer to you as he read the text. You felt a sense of joy knowing that she had the upper hand in the situation and that your ex was feeling a sense of jealousy. No one could even see the two of you right now, but you were hanging out together in his gym, seemingly having a blast together. As part of your workout routine, Wakasa finds himself beginning to focus on helping you train, providing guidance and assistance as you lift weights. He was attentive and supportive, helping you with your form and demonstrating proper technique. Wakasa found himself enjoying the process and the feeling of coaching someone. You appreciated his guidance and support, and she felt a sense of satisfaction as you lifted heavier weights than you've ever had before…

“Don't fall in love with me, [ Y / N ]...” He made eye contact with you through the mirror as he held your waist. “Shut up.”

One particular day when you got off early at work, you and Wakasa found yourselves on a night out at his favorite drinking place, sipping drinks and enjoying each other's company. As they sat in the dimly lit bar, their conversation grew more intimate, personal, and playful, laughing and teasing each other. With the alcohol flowing, your inhibitions began to slip away, and before you knew it, you were locked in a deep, passionate kiss while you sat on his lap.

You were both surprised by the spontaneous kiss and felt your heart racing as you and Wakasa shared an intimate moment. “You’re making a mistake.” “Probably.” “Definitely…” You remained close together, not wanting to break apart just yet. The kiss was long and passionate, and it seemed to last forever. As you finally pulled away from each other, you both felt a sense of emptiness, wanting more of each other but unsure of what to do next.

As you woke up in Wakasa's place the next day, the reality of the previous night's events started to sink in. You realized that you had made a mistake in giving in to your urges, but at the same time, you couldn't help but want to continue doing it. You were hesitant at first, unsure of how to approach Wakasa about what happened, but you found herself drawn to him anyway. You knew that your relationship was still temporary and that you couldn't let your feelings get in the way of your agreement. Despite this, you found yourselves wanting to spend more time with him, both in your ruse and outside of it, all while pretending to Wakasa’s face that this still meant nothing.

It is certainly not common for a boyfriend-for-rent to give you a monthsary gift. Such gifts are typically given by a long-term romantic partner, or someone who is seeking a long-term relationship. Since the arrangement with Wakasa is meant to be temporary and was not originally intended to last longer than a few weeks or a months, it would not be expected for him to give you such a present. So you were surprised when Wakasa presented you with a small gift for your one-month anniversary. You were touched by the gesture, but you couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt knowing that you shouldn't be developing feelings for him…

ㅤㅤthank you for renting our boyfriends! did you catch feelings? we don't care! as long as you come back to see them again ;)

#tokyo revengers #chifuyu matsuno #chifuyu x reader #baji keisuke #baji x reader #hanma shuji #hanma x reader #ran haitani #ran x reader #rindou haitani #rindou x reader #haitani brothers #shinichiro sano #shinichiro x reader #wakasa imaushi #wakasa x reader #tokyo revengers imagines #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers scenarios

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y-umiko · 1 year

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TOKYOREV BOYS WHEN YOU CALL THEM BY THEIR FIRST NAME FOR THE FIRST TIME p.2

CHARACTER(S): Rindou . Mitsuya . Sanzu . Mikey WARNING/S: Suggestive content at Rindous' and Sanzus' part P.1 Ran . Hanma . Baji . Kisaki a/n: Due to popular demand, heres the part 2

Rindou Haitani

Rindou doesn't mind that you're calling him by his last name, except for Ran everyone had called him Haitani or the younger Haitani for as long as he can remember. though it would be nice for you to call him by his name, he doesn't want to force you.

He did inform you that you have the privilege to call him by his given name whenever you want and it had always been stuck in your mind. but finding the right timing to call him by his given name was harder than you thought until it just slips your mouth one day in a middle of an intimate moment between you and Rindou.

With his head buried between your nape and neck, showering your skin with kisses your lips barely parted and mumbled his name.

"Rindou…" it doesn't even register in your head at first what you mumbled until he completely freezes and slightly lifted his head to look into your face, wondering if his mind was playing tricks with him.

"what's the matter?" you asked with the same tone and softness in your voice, immediately erasing all his doubts about hearing his name.

"Say it again, I wasn't ready for the first time" he mumbled, you were confused at first, not until you saw the look of anticipation within his eyes. a warmth spreading within your chest as you can't help the corners of your lips from smiling.

"I love you, Rindou"

upon hearing his name leave your lips he lets out a shaky breath before dropping his head on your shoulder, the tips of his ears are red as his heart beats strongly. how could a single word like his name sound so perfect in your voice. if you can make him feel like this with his name, he wonders how perfect would it be if you call him cute nicknames. but he'll worry about that later, for now, he wants to savor this moment as he made you let out his name throughout the night.

Takashi Mitsuya

"Sometimes Hakkai feels more like Mitsuya's lover than you" It was meant to be a joke by Draken but thinking deeper about it, it really seems like Hakkai was his lover.

They spend almost the whole day together, they see each other every night, Hakkai has Mitsuya as his wallpaper and Hakkai calls Mistuya not just by his given name but also by a nickname.

you knew they had known each other longer than you two but you were the significant other, you're supposed to be calling him cute nicknames like all the other couples. so you spend the whole night thinking of nicknames to call him. even proud of some of the nicknames you come up with.

but as soon as you're in front of Mitsuya, all the nicknames you come up with was forgotten as you only simply called him by his given name.

"Takashi" you called him confidently but your shoulders immediately drops in disappointment and pouted your lips, upon realizing that all the effort you put in the night before was wasted.

It took Mitsuya a few seconds to process what you said, never would he had imagine this was what you were going to say after coming up to him earlier and saying you had a very important thing to say.

"Finally" Mitsuya can't help but chuckle as he placed his hand on top of your head and ruffle your hair. he won't lie that it bothered him when you called him by his last name considering how long you two had been going out.

It wasn't magical as they say in books but the unknown tightness in his chest slowly loosened and was only filled with more love for you.

"But why do you look so disappointed? does saying my name that bad?" he teased upon noticing your pouting lips.

"Of course not, it's just that I came up with all these cute and sweet nicknames but I panic and ended up just saying your name"

if only Mitsuya can fall even harder for you. as if taking your worries with him, he gently took your hands in his. "Don't worry I have plenty of time to listen to all of them"

"But really, I thought I'll never hear you say it, It'll be confusing if we're both called Mitsuya in the future won't it?"

Haruchiyo Sanzu

Lately, Sanzu had been bugging you about calling him by his given name, stating that couples should be comfortable enough to call each other by their first names. a logical claim coming from him.

and when you did not call him by his name right away, he made it known that he was quite upset, making you feel guilty, maybe it is the right time.

"San- Haruchiyo…" you quietly let out as if testing the name for the first time when in truth, you had already practiced his name countless times but saying it in front of him feels different.

Sanzu definitely heard it but pretends he didn't hear you the first time. he stood in front of you, one hand placed on his waist as he looks down at you with a glint in his eyes, trying to look like the part where he was upset with you when in truth he can never be upset with you.

“Did you say something?” he asked, already smiling a bit upon hearing his name from you but refraining himself from showing.' just a little more he thought.

you bit your lip, cheeks burning red as you stood your ground and proudly spoke, "I said do you have plans later?…" but confidence left your voice as your voice wavers, "…Haruchiyo"

“Can you say that a little louder?”

"Haru-" he didn't even let you finish saying his name as he straight up pressed his lips on yours, even sucking your lower lips while his hands cupped your face. Sanzu doesn't think he can hear his name 3 times consecutively when you were looking all bashful and cute and red in front of him. all his plans to tease you a little bit more were thrown out the window as soon as his name left your lips again.

"Haruchiyo is kinda long to pronounce, I don't want to wait that long to kiss you. Haru is perfect"

Manjiro Sano

You stared at Mikey from a distance as he converse with Chifuyu, you were Deep in thought ever since Baji teased you about Mikey having selective hearing when it comes to you. the conversation ended with you teasing him back that he even knew what selective hearing is.

but Baji's statement and you quote that 'If Mikey is the middle of a serious fight and you so much let out a quiet grunt, Mikey will definitely hear you', had stayed in your mind and today you decided to try it out.

"Man.ji.ro." you mumbled playfully, not loud enough for him to hear but not so quiet that a human ear can't hear.

and to your surprise, Mikey immediately perks up, head snapping back at you as if he had just heard something unbelievable, staring at you meaningfully, blinking once and twice before smiling so brightly.

he quickly bid goodbye to Chifuyu and ran towards you and planted himself in front of you, he was smiling so brightly that he look as if he had grown dog ears.

"How did you hear that?" you asked in amazement as soon as he stood in front of you, as you peeked passed him to look at his previous spot.

"Did you think I will miss it when you finally said my name?" he giggled, and for a moment you thought you saw a tail wagging behind him.

Mikey thought nothing would some more perfect coming from you when you called him 'Mikey' as everyone else does. but the newfound excitement and joy he felt upon hearing you say his given name, can't compare to the joy he felt before.

"Say it again, properly this time" he demanded, and who were you to deny him that satisfaction when he look so happy and bright, waiting in anticipation for you to say his given name and not just the usual nickname the others call him.

"Manjiro" you chuckled and there it was again, that skip on his heart that he'll definitely be addicted to. though he prefers to be called by his nickname, it's not bad to be called by his given name every once in a while.

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dearbaji · 1 year

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How Quickly TR Men Impregnate You Again After Your First Child

Draken: 2 months, he wanted your kids to be close

Mikey: 6 months, a happy accident

Ran: 1 year, you were actively trying for a few months before it actually happened

Rindou: as soon as your first one is potty trained, he didn't wanna deal with double the diapers

Mitsuya: 8 months, you first baby was really easy, so you tried again

Hakkai: 2 years, wanted to wait until your first child could start speaking

Kisaki: 5 years, your first was a set of twins so he was extra careful afterward

Hanma: 3 months, didn't think you could actually get pregnant that quickly took it as a challenge

Nahoya: 9 months, your first one started sleeping through the night more which gave you more alone time together

Souya: 1 year, 2 months, your first baby started walking and you both missed having a newborn

Kokonoi: 2 years, no reason, that's just how it happened, you did have at least 3 scares though

Kakucho: 6 years, wanted to wait until your first one started kindergarten

Sanzu: 1 year, your first started teething so it seemed like the right time

Chifuyu: 2 years, 5 months, with a hyper toddler begging for a sibling you both figured it was time

Baji: 3 years, seemed like the perfect time gap between siblings

South: 5 months, with 1 girl already he wanted to even the playing field with a boy (didn't happen)

Taiju: 9 weeks, he was on you as soon as the 6 weeks was up

Izana: 1 year, 6 months, your doctor recommended that time so that's exactly what he did

Shinichiro: 1 year, business was great, family life was fantastic, you both just moved into a new bigger house, plus baby fever was running rampant with your family and friends

Inui: 2 years 8 months, he wanted the same time gap between him and his sister but your second child came earlier than expected

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sunaluv · 11 months

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Hi idk if ur request is open but if so can i request bonten who likes to spoil reader with so many expensive shit but reader don't want that,,, when the members treat her to go shopping—she'll go directly at the appliances store or market part not caring about the designer clothes she passed by, basically she's really not fond of expensive shit—rather spending their money they spoiled her with on a good cause?? (really love to see kokonoi go crazy coz bonten's doll don't want designer shit)

forget abt this if your ask is close

thank youu xoxo

sorry for the extremely late response lols. I'm now clearing out my asks.

Feat: your fav bonten man, ive left this open.

Bontens moneymaker was well known for spoiling whichever girl he had on his arm. Girls at the club would practically throw themselves at him in hopes that he'll get interested and throw money their way just because.

to him, it was second nature. it got to a point where he didn't think anymore, handing his current plaything his card to get them out of his hair when he was busy.

but when he met you it felt weirdly different. he wanted to know your tastes. were you a Chanel girl? Vivienne Westwood? did you even want designer clothes? maybe a car instead?

he watched you so slowly as you looked around the shopping mall seemingly overwhelmed with choices when he said you could pick anything and everything you wanted from the store.

he was prepared to buy out the latest line in all the designer stores so you can imagine his surprise when your eyes finally light up and you take his hand to drag him into a tech store.

'???' the question marks raised in his head as you picked up the pace, dragging him left right and centre through the maze of the store, finally stopping in front of a washing machine?

"out of everything you want, you chose a washing machine?" he didn't mean for his tone to come out so judgemental, his eyes widening seeing the frown on your face.

"my old one is broken, and my landlord refuses to let me call someone to fix it :("

he wanted to hide you from the world and keep you all for himself. he couldn't believe how...weird? tactical? smart? you were.

he chuckled

"...anything else you want?"

he let you lead, basically listing a whole bunch of appliances and gadgets to refurbish your shabby little apartment.

he paid for everything, as he does, though you were confused when he asked them to ship it to an unfamiliar address.

"well all these fancy new toys of yours will look out of place in your little apartment babe, don't want someone thinking you robbed someone," he kissed the top of your head. "I'll buy you a new one."

you knew how much joy he got from spending money on people. it seemed to enhance when it was people he actually cared about so you kept your protests to a minimum. knowing him, he had probably bought you your new place the minute he left yours.

you found more confidence shopping with his card, deciding to buy new electronics for when you start your last semester of uni(which he insisted on paying the debt and expenses for).

shopping trips with you were different, but it was a good type of different. he could get used to this domestic-style shopping with you and pretend he was your doting husband instead of a notorious criminal.

#tokyo revengers x reader #bonten x reader #tr x reader #tokyo rev x reader #kokonoi x reader #kokonoi hajime x reader #ran x reader #ran haitani x reader #rindou haitani x reader #rindou x reader #tokyo revengers fluff #tr fluff #tokyo revengers imagines #tokyo revenger scenarios

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writingsbymo-mo · 5 months

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Random thoughts........buuuuut.....

Don't Wake the Beast

What if Rindou was hosting a party and you got dared to wake Ran up?

When someone dared you to wake Ran up, Rindou gave you a worried look. He didn't want to relive the last party he held. You weren't ready for another penalty shot just yet, and honestly, you've wanted to see what would happen if you woke up the beast in the other room.

You tiptoed over to Ran's bedroom, closing the door behind you, not even uttering a sound. Quietly, you snuck over to his sleeping form. He looked so peaceful. The way his lashes contrasted against his skin in the moonlight, the way his soft snores filled the silent space, the way you couldn't help but notice his plush lips with every breath. You leaned closer to him, almost a mere inch from his face when you paused. "I...shouldn't do this...maybe another way," you mouthed a whisper.

As soon as you were about to move away, a set of hands caressed your cheeks and pulled you against his warm, soft lips, devouring you with the hunger of a starving man. You squeaked and moaned into him, pulling him closer to you by the collar of his shirt as you fought for dominance. You melted into his touches, shifting onto his bed to sit in his lap, grinding into him. Ran slid his hands along your sides, gasping when you hit the right spot. A string of saliva connecting your lips as it snapped when you moved your head, gazing at the man you woke up with half lidded eyes.

"Hah, did the prince come give the princess a kiss?" He purred, sneaking some kisses along your jaw.

"More like the dragon stole it...you were already awake, weren't you?"

He chuckled into your skin, sending shivers down your spine. "You know Rin's parties are never quiet..."

"True..."

"Just know if it weren't for you coming when you did, their sorry asses wouldn't dare step foot in here."

You laughed, "looks like I saved this party."

He rolls you onto your back, chuckling as you squeak in surprise. "Oh, but our night is just getting started, love."

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Meanwhile...

"Should we go check on them?"

Rindou shook his head. "I wouldn't if I were you. With how long it's been...they'll be in there for the rest of the night..."

#writing this instead of the ran fic help #what is with my mind today #ran haitani x reader #haitani ran #haitani ran x reader #ran haitani #tokyo revengers #tokrev #haitani rindou #rindo haitani #rindou haitani #do not wake the beast known as ran unless it's you #ran haitani scenarios #tokyo revengers x reader #sad the original draft for this was accidentally deleted and had to start over...really wpuldve prefered the original version 😭😭😭#we know rin does not want to imagine what goes on behind those doors 😅

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b0nten · 9 months

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MIGHT AS WELL

[SYNOPSIS] ˚⁀➷｡ a love like yours was hard to come across. one like you he’ll never find, nor does he wish for. he only wants you, had only the stars aligned.

[NOTES] ˚⁀➷｡ angst, mentions of vomiting, rindou calls reader some very nasty words!

rindou was good at doing splits. he was good at fighting. he was good at surviving in juvie. there were plenty of things rindou was skilled at, except one. and it just so happened to be gentle, loving, and funny. it happened to have h/c luscious hair and striking e/c eyes. it so happened to be you.

rindou had had his fair share of relationships and hook-ups, but never had the thought of falling in love crossed his mind. he was of the simple hit-and-quit type, a curse he loved to blame on his older brother, and therefore got along with the idea of never settling down.

one windy september afternoon, though, the stars finally had mercy on him and faith guided him to you. it would’ve been a normal day, another fight, another drink, another stroll through the streets but that particular tuesday it so happened to be special.

unlike after most fights, that day he was pissed. he had not found his correct footing and ended up slipping, falling face-first into a pile of rocks, inviting some maggots to take their chance to kick at him. although still coming out victoriously, rindou couldn’t contain his anger, but he couldn’t let it out anymore either, since there was nobody standing anymore, so he just bid his farewell, and with a purple face took a long walk.

that also ended up not working, so he rushed into the nearest convenience store he could find, thanking the universe he knew roppongi like the back of his hand, and sliding past every rack, he bolted for the refrigerators and took ahold of the biggest beer he could find.

he wasn’t even out of the store by the time he took his first sip. once out the door he moved to the right, leaning against the tempered glass, closing his eyes.

“are those hickeys or did you get beat up real’ good?”

“fuck you want from me?” he said, not even opening his eyes.

“you could at least look me in the eyes when you’re being an asshole, plum face.” you spat back, this time just as angry as rindou.

when he opened his eyes, cupid’s arrow struck him.

“i’m sorry, uh..”

“y/n.”

“i’m sorry, y/n, i’m having a bad day.”

“should’ve guessed, i’m sorry for the joke.” you apologized in return, and a faint blush spread across his cheeks.

“it’s alright, don’t worry.” rindou reassured, “rindou, by the way.”

“so, rindou, why are you drinking cheap 7-11 beer at 4 in the afternoon?” you couldn’t help but ask, since his purple face was too intriguing.

“wouldn’t wanna bore you with it, it’s alright.” the blonde said in return, taking another sip, “and the beer’s actually good.”

“i’ve got a feeling you wouldn’t bore me. still skeptical about the beer tho. come on, talk, it might actually help you.”

and as corny as the encounter may have been, that is how you two became the closest friends ever and, finally, started dating.

there was never a dull moment with rindou, from amusement park dates to museum visits to shopping or cooking together, everything was exciting. he made your heart pump faster every time you saw him, and his heart was ready to jump out of his chest every time he even thought about you.

through patching him up after fights and curling his hair, you were always there for him. in confessions of heartache and fears, you were each others’ shoulder to cry on. and one says that in order to love, one has to let live, so what was happening with him in front of you right now?

his hair was messy and his voice tried not to tremble or break, but the guilt was eating him alive since he had come to this decision. in those two years he had finally learned how to live and love because of you, you had never seen him like this, he is sure of that.

but still, how can he bring himself to just shoo away the love of his life, but how can he keep you with him when it’s just so dangerous? his heart is torn apart in two, and his mind blank. should he be selfish or selfless, whichever way the words may fit to what he wants to do? should you live and hate him or possibly die while loving him?

was it actually selfless to let you go and selfish to keep you? or the other way around?

“we’re done, y/n.”

his eyes are glued to a painting to his left. his eyes burn, trying not to let out any tears at all.

you feel like you can’t breathe anymore. their penthouse feels like a small metal box and the air around is thick. you think you can hear you heart break or maybe it’s the construction work being done outside. the first time he said it you thought you had misheard him, but he really wants to break up.

“rindou, what? are you for real?”

he doesn’t say anything, he just nods, this time just looking at the floor.

“speak to me, rindou, at least have some decency!” you half-yell, not being able to call him names.

“i’ve gotten bored,” he says, “two years was way too much to work and i’ve gotten tired.” he wants to bite his face off but he knows he has to stay still.

“bored? of what? of us, of me? what the hell are you on about, rin?” he almost breaks down when he hears you call him by his nickname, and the sweet memories it holds are just excruciating.

“yes. and don’t call me that, you cheap whore… i-i know you only used me for money and drugs so it’s hight time you go and find another one to screw.”

you’re left dumbfounded at his words.

“what has gotten into you? are you alright?” you step closer but he takes a step back. it shatters your heart even more, and here you were thinking it was already down to zero.

“wake up, y/n! i’m not in love! i don’t love you, i never have, you dumb, foreign, ugly slut! you were one of my many whores, what did you think was so special about you?”

he feels a lump build up in his stomach, and his mouth is drenched in saliva, he feels the need to throw up immediately.

he finds the silence strange, creepy, obnoxious, why aren’t you talking anymore? he musters up the courage to look up and he wishes he hadn’t. you’re there, or is it actually you? he can’t tell. he sees your figure, he sees your eyes.

your eyes. they’re empty. they’re nothing anymore. they look like they’re hollow. he’s scared, he’s disappointed in him, he’s even sicker in his stomach.

he turns around to go anywhere, and before he reaches the door you speak up.

“you might as well have beat me purple like how you were the day we met. it would’ve been easier to get over.”

upon you ending the sentence, he swings the door open and goes out, the impact with the wall closing it shut again. he finds the nearest hollow or almost hallow object — a plant — and throws up in there. he cries as he lets all of the built up anger, regret and sadness fill the flower pot. he curses himself out and curses bonten even more, but thank god you’re still in there.

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mochiswifey · 5 months

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TENJIKU ANNIHILATED

IT WAS THE MOMENT THEY KNEW, THEY FUCKED UP.

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haruchuiyo · 2 months

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fulfilling first times

taking your relationship slow seem to have grew your urges, but will your boyfriend who’s respected your wishes, wanna help your urges out?

content: not sfw, minors dni, fem!reader + first time + dry humping + no protection + nïpple play + loads of kisses + bonten!rindou + consent is sexy asf

link to request

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You walk behind Rindou while holding his hand when you see his older brother on the couch. Shyly waving to Ran, you managed to catch him waving back with the soda can in his hand before you got pulled inside Rindou’s bedroom.

“Here’s my room.” He begins and walks to his closet to bring out a pair of basketball shorts and hands it to you. “Change into these while I go get the drinks, okay?” He gently strokes your cheek as you smile at him for remembering that you told him your jeans were feeling too stuffy. “Thank you and okay.” You say and Rindou grins at you. Then you do something so unexpected that makes Rindou widen his eyes in surprise. You stand on your toes to reach his height and give him a peck on the lips before pulling away. Your eyes widened in surprise as well. And it was Rindou who got out of the trance first, telling you he will be back with the drinks and then closes the door leaving you alone in his room.

That was the first time you ever kissed Rindou.

There hasn't been a proper kiss, your lips on each other or any other sort of kiss until now since you two started dating. You’ve told Rindou you wanted to take it slow and he being him, thankfully, respected your wishes and so forth, he hasn’t touched you intimately at all. Aside from all the hand holds, cuddling together or hugs, no touches unless you initiate it first. You’d be lying to say you weren’t surprised at his actions. Being a part of one of Japan’s biggest crime syndicates, Rindou can get what he wants by just ordering someone or by the sight of his Bonten tattoo on his neck. You’d also be lying to say you didn’t get those urges either. But it is nerve wracking to initiate intimately first.

You were sitting on his bed fiddling with your sweaty hands after changing into the shorts you were given, when the man who gave you them entered the room. He has two glasses in his hand and a bottle in the other. He sees the neatly folded jeans at the edge of his bed and smiles lightly.

“It’s grape soda, your favorite.” Rindou says as he closes the door and you smile at him. “A water would be enough really.” You say and Rindou scoffs lightly. “There’s no need to be polite, baby, I know you’d prefer grape soda over water.” And your body heats up at his awareness of your actions. He places the drink and glasses on his table before going over to you.

“Fine.” You lastly say and Rindou laughs. Then he quietens down as he sits beside you, which makes you nervous. You know what he’s about to talk about.

“That kiss.” He starts on gently, holding your hand and placing it on his thighs and you look at it instead of his face. The way he’s sitting on the bed beside you, with those thighs of his, you gulp down on air and beg whoever 's listening to let you out of this situation. But you can’t stop thinking about how good it would feel to feel those thighs between your own, pressing against your heat. Your body heats up even more at that thought.

“Was it bad?” You remember to ask and Rindou chuckles. “If something, I want more of it.” His voice was deep and honest, you look up at him at those words. Heartbeats increase its pace and you see Rindou slowly lean his head in.

“If it’s okay with you.” He softly adds on and you give a slight nod, which he smiles a little at. “Can I kiss on your lips?” His question was to see your reaction, to test if you’d really be okay with it. And you almost wanted to just crush your lips against his pouty ones, because he’s just so kind and thoughtful. But also he was being frustrating, you’re not a frail thing that constantly needs reassurance.

“Yes.” You breathe out and Rindou takes that as a cue to press his lips against yours. He gently holds your neck and you fist your hands on his bedsheets, softly gasping as he moves his lips against your inexperienced ones.

You didn’t know what to do, there were teeth clashing against each other and then he did that thing. That thing where he nips on your lower lip, a sound you’d never thought would come out of you, gets out and you hear a small groan from Rindou. His hold on your neck tightens as he pulls you in closer and deepens the kiss. Your grasp on the bed sheets is tightening as you kiss him just as much back.

He continues to suck and nip on your lips before pulling away, leaving both of you breathless. Your lips parted and all you can think of is that you want more of his breathless dreamy kisses and more, but how do you tell him you want more? But all you do is stare at his wet parted lips.

“Breathe baby — yes, there you go.” He tells you and something grows inside you at his words. At his light praises, his endearment toward you and how he’s so…gentle. You want Rindou Haitani so bad, you're gathering courage to ask him to take it further with you.

You pull your hands from the bedsheets to hold him by his shirt on his lap. Rindou’s eyes slightly widen in surprise before he trails his own hands down to your hips.

“Is this okay?” He asks and you nod, then hum in content when you feel him lightly rub your hips through your own clothing. Then you lean your head in, to do what he did for you. To nip and suck on his lower lip. You weren’t as good as him but by the way he was letting out soft sounds, you did it right at least.

“I want more.” You mumble against his mouth and Rindou smiles against your lips before he takes you for another breathless kiss. This time as the kiss deepens, his grip on your hips tightens and when you feel his tongue rub against yours, you let out a slight gasp and when he rolls it against yours, a moan slips past into the kiss. That’s when you feel Rindou pull you up onto his lap and you let out a shuddering breath when you feel something poke you from below. When he pulls away, you whine softly at the loss of contact before he holds your face, making you look at him.

“Do you trust me?” He asks and you pout. “Of course I do. You know that.” You look so cute like this, Rindou could kiss you for all eternity.

“Just wanted to make sure, baby. So this —“ he cuts himself off and what he does right now, a choked gasp falls down from your lips. He pushed you gently on your back, got inbetween your thighs and just rolled his hips against yours. “—doesn’t surprise you.” he finishes his sentence with a strained voice. You could feel him through the shorts you were wearing. His apparent bulge that you could feel through his black sweats was rubbing against your clothed heat and you thanked the heavens that what you wore were of thin material.

“Again.” You mumble while taking his lips into a kiss, you feel him smile into the kiss. And he does as you say and both of you moan into the kiss at the friction of your hips rolling against each other. You’re starting to get the gist of how to kiss and you trail your hands up to hold onto his hair. That’s when Rindou rolls his hips against yours even harder.

The way he’s settled against you between his thigh, the way he’s rolling his hips against yours making you feel what you’ve never felt before. It felt euphoric.

You tried to arch up against him but it was to no avail, his weight pressed against you and you whimpered in frustration. Rindou only held your face, deeply kissing you, muttering words of ‘it’s okay baby, I make it better’ against your mouth. You could only obey and listen to what he says. And believe him. But you need more. So when you reach a hand down between your bodies, slipping inside his sweats, your wrist is grasped by a larger hand. Whimpering against his mouth before pulling away, you were about to speak out, Rindou beat you to it.

“A little worked up, baby?” At his obvious question, you roll your eyes then pout while nodding your head. “You know, I'm fine with just doing this and kissing.” He tells you and because of his words, you felt like tears welled up in your eyes.

“And if I don't want to just do this and kiss?” You retort back softly and Rindou sighs a little, adjusting his position between your thighs, which leads to more friction up against your clothed heat and a slight moan escapes your mouth and Rindou can’t help but smile at your reaction. He takes pride in himself for making you feel good, but he won’t be able to do so if you’re saying you want to take it further just to please him, but not yourself. Rindou gently holds your face in his hands, almost pressing down his body weight on you as he brushes his nose against yours. You don’t hate it, in fact you squeeze your thighs around his waist tighter.

“I don't want you to feel like you're being rushed into doing things with me, baby.” He confesses softly while stroking your cheek with his thumb. You smile slightly as he places a soft kiss on your lips before pulling away.

“I’m not feeling rushed into doing anything with you, you’ve been patient and kind with me.” You tell him as you fiddle with his shirt, thinking internally how much you wish to unbutton him right now and have him take you as he pleases. Right now, it feels like you’re the one rushing Rindou into doing this with you.

“Do you truly feel okay with me doing —“ he cuts himself off as he releases his hold on your face to cup your breasts over your shirt. You lightly gasp as he squeezes. “—this?” His voice was low and careful, gauging your reaction. You furrow your brows at him.

“I’d love it even more if you put your hands all over me.” You sound desperate and needy, but what can you do when you have a boyfriend like Rindou Haitani.

Rindou is quiet for a few seconds before he tugs on your shirt. “Off.” He simply says and you pull your hands up as he takes the shirt off your body and freezes when he realizes you’re not wearing any bra. Then a chuckle leaves his mouth as he traces your breasts with his fingers, making you slightly arch your back at his touch. You grip onto his shoulders when he circles your nipples with the same finger.

Then he reaches down between you two, backing away from you while tugging down the shorts you’re wearing. Internally groaning when he sees you wear some cute underwear.

“How do you not wear a bra but can put on some damn panties.” Rindou mutters which makes you giggle at his reaction. But you stop when he takes off his own shirt and sweats, leaving him only in his underwear as well. Rindou has a pretty chest, refined abs and with his bare body, you look down and see a little happy trail and you curl your fingers down on the sheets. You glance up at his neck and see how the tattoo seems to be standing out more than usual.

You reach your hands out to him and he subconsciously leans down as if it was a bodily reflex. You touch his tattoo before holding onto his neck and press a kiss down onto it. Rindou moans softly when he feels you nip on the skin his tattoo is placed on.

He trails his hands down to your waist and rolls his hips against you, pushing his bulge against your heat and you moan against his neck. He pulls away and stands on his knees when you see him pull down your panties down your legs, anticipation and nervousness creeps up in your body. It’s more clearer when he pulls down his boxers and you see slight precum leaking from the tip. His cock is standing prettily against his happy trail, veins running down it. At the size of the girth, your heart seems to be running even faster.

“It’s pretty.” You mutter out while curling your toes against the sheets and Rindou chuckles at your words. “Oh really? I think it’d look prettier with you squeezing around it.” Which makes even more heat crawl up your face.

When he rests his cock upon your pussy and you reach a hand down to touch it. Rindou lets out a breathy moan when you circle the tip with your thumb. You glance up at him and see how dazed his eyes look but also so dark. His violet eyes seem to have darkened in color and he’s watching a prey he already caught. Now just waiting to eat it.

He leans his body down to yours, brushing his nose against your own as he mumbles close to your ears. “I put it in now, yeah? So tell me if it hurts.” His voice was soft and deep and you only let out a soft yes when you felt the tip slip in. Rindou groans by your ear and you wrap your arms around his neck the more he slides inside you, the sheer girth of his cock has you letting out breathy moans. When he is fully inside you, a deep breath is what you let out and Rindou pulls his head up to look at your face.

“Alright, baby?” He asks and you nod as you feel down your abdomen and how him inside makes you feel. “You’re really big.” You breathe out and Rindou grins while he presses a soft kiss on your lips.

“Are you gonna move?” You ask and Rindou chuckles. “Do you want me to?” He teases you by asking and you grip onto his hair and flash him a furious look.

“I wouldn’t be asking if I didn’t want you — oh.” A choked gasp slips past your mouth when you feel Rindou thrust into you. He holds onto your waist and continues to thrust and thrust deeper into you, reaching places you never thought you’d be able to feel.

He takes your mouth in a kiss before pulling away to murmur sweet words of a ‘good girl’, ‘so tight but so good’, and confessing his love for you over and over again and more continuous praises. Which adds onto how much all of this feels, stimulations running up your body, hands gripping and almost clawing at his back as you squeeze his waist tighter and tighter at how the way he’s having with you makes you feel. Then he kisses you again.

He kisses you deeply, the kiss was of fervour as you could feel him on you, he was all around you, big and comforting while driving you out of your wits end at the way he’s so in control of his hip rolling inside you and lips working their way on yours. All you could do right now was to kiss him just as equally back with fervor and grip on his hair and squeeze your thighs around his slender waist.

You feel Rindou’s hand slip up to your chest and the other one down to the back of your thighs. When you feel his hand on your bare skin at your chest, you pull his head away in surprise. He was about to say something and you know exactly what. “Do it, it’s okay.” He didn’t say anything but he did something.

His hand was your bare tit. When he squeezes, you didn’t know such act could evoke such sensations in you, a moan falls down from your lips. Rindou nips your lower lip as he rubs his thumb over your nipple and something twists in your lower abdomen. Like something was about to happen and you were doing your best to put a relief to that twist. One hand of your trails down to hold his neck and the other one continuing to grasp onto his hair.

The kiss is just as deep and passionate, he rides against you harder, thrusting into you, driving the both of you frenzied.

You feel him pinch your nipple while he is nipping and kissing on your exposed neck, your thighs twitches and you feel that relief you were seeking. Rindou’s hips falters against yours before he pushes in one last strong thrust and was joining you just a few seconds later and you felt his teeth on your skin as he came with a muffled moan inside you, filling you up to the brim.

Then you feel his lips pressing on your mouth, rolling his tongue against yours, he leisurely sucks on your tongue and turns you two around on the bed as you’re now hovering over him. He continues to kiss you, gentle and soft this time as he held your face like you are the most precious thing ever. Then he pulls away as you murmur your discontent at the loss of touch.

He holds your face up to be able to look up at you. You see how dazed his eyes are, his lips swollen, his hairs messy and there’s sweat on his forehead and entire torso. His face was flushed and you felt speechless. He looks so stunning like this. Rindou thought the exact same thing about you. You looked good, especially on top of him and in a mess, specifically because of him. He glances down and sees how you two are connected, how his and your cum have formed an ‘O’ base on down his cock. He leans his head up to peck on your forehead as he tugs a few strands of hair behind your ear.

“How do you feel?” It was your first time and Rindou was nervous. Even though he was hesitant in the beginning, seeing how you were so sure of what you wanted and how needy you were, of course he did it but that didn’t remove the nervousness he felt. Even though he's more experienced than you, your first time matters a lot to him. “I feel good.” You simply say, voice croaky from moaning so much but feeling flustered thinking about what you two just did. You loved it.

“Did you like it?” He asks as his eyes were all over your face as you looked down on him below you. You cup his face and wipe away the hair sticking on his forehead. “If anything, I wanna do more of this.” You start off and you see how Rindou’s face flushes even more and you’re not even better. Your entire body’s heating up at your own words. “I loved it.” You simply say and Rindou could feel his heart soar at your words. And the fact he was your first.

“What about you?” He hears you, voice is softly low but nervous. Now it was your turn to look at him all over his face to see what he’s thinking. “I’m gonna think about this until my last breath.” Is what he said as he moves his hands down to your backside, softly holding you there and you let out a breathily giggle as Rindou grins at you. Until the face faded from his face and he had a worried expression.

“Do you think Ran heard us?” Because of his words, you felt terrified. If his brother who's on the same floor just outside your bedroom heard you, you’d never be able to face him knowing he knows what you and Rindou just did. “I hope he doesn't ask about it.” You say but you know him. Ran is nosy even if he pretends not to be. He is a good man but a nosy one as well.

“We can tell him we loved the grape soda a little too much.” Rindou grins at you when you lightly swat his chest. “That’s just telling him exactly what we did.”

“You’re right.” He simply says then makes a noise of discomfort. You ask what’s wrong and Rindou giggles lightly.

“I think I need to change clothes and underwear and I’m still inside you.” Your body heats up again because of his words. You didn’t properly take in the fact he came inside you and you’re still wrapped around him.

“And I think I’m gonna need a shower.” You tell Rindou, feeling embarrassed as he laughs at your reaction, you’re just too cute.

When he tells you to take a shower together, you quickly turn down the offer making Rindou laugh at you more, you only lightly hit his chest.

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haitaniplug · 2 years

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CLASS PROJECT CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

summary - you really want to go abroad for the summer, but your grades fucking SUCK, so your parents won’t allow you to until you get them up. you were so ready to focus on the rest of the year until you get partnered up with Rindou Haitani. The boy that comes into school once every blue moon. And to make matters worse, it’s a project where participation counts. So now it’s your job to harass Rindou into getting his shit straight.

tags - enemies to friends to lovers , angst , crack , college au, eventual smut , fluff.

status - ongoing

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"I'm going to school," you spoke out as you walked past the kitchen, putting your school shoes on by the shoe rack near the front door.

"Wait—," your father called out from the kitchen, waving his hand as a gesture for you to come sit down next to him. You groaned before stubbornly making your way towards him.

Yes you were still mad at him. Who in their right might wouldn't be mad at him?

Once you entered the kitchen, you set your bag down on the table, and faced him. "Yes?"

Your father flinched from the serious tone you gave him. He missed it when you were his sweet little girl- one that ran all the way down the stairs the second you heard the front door open. The one that hugged him and wished him goodnight everyday.

You and him have barely said more than 5 words to each other since you found out the truth and it's been eating him inside. "How are you today?" He asked and you shrugged, "Fine? I don't know."

The kitchen was silent, the only noises were the sounds of the eggs in the frying pan as your mother cooked. You were also mad at her. The tension in the house had been so thick ever since the incident. The relationship with your so called mother had changed. Especially the fact they hid such a dirty secret from you, and also lied to you about their jobs.

You felt betrayed. You also felt like your entire life was a lie. The money your parents had been giving you as allowance was actually yakuza money. Not to mention, your biological mother was off somewhere living her life, whilst you were stuck here. You just felt mad at everything and everyone. Excluding Rindou.

He helped you through everything, texting you late at nights when you couldn't sleep. Holding you so tightly whenever you both met up and reassuring you that everything would be okay and he's never going to leave your side.

Just thinking about him has a small smile growing on your face at the kitchen table. Your father's eyes widened when he saw your smile, thinking it was for him. You noticed the look of happiness in his eyes and quickly shut it down, "I'm not smiling for you." Your eyes narrowed as you spoke.

"I'm going to be late for school. Bye." You stood up from the table and exited as fast as the conversation at the table ended. Your father sighed in defeat before turning to your mother, "I don't think she'll ever forgive us."

"I don't blame her. It was a pretty heavy thing to find out, especially this far into her life." Your mother spoke as she brought the frying pan to your father, dropping the eggs onto the plate. "18 years, finding out something as heavy as that."

Hearing this your father placed both hands on his temples, clearly stressed out. Your mother sat down next to him, rubbing his arms, "give her time— she can't hold a grudge forever."

Oh yes you can. You listened to the conversation from outside the kitchen door. You'll show them. You don't need them.

You slammed the front door shut, adjusting your school bag on your back as you walked down the street to school. Before turning the corner to where your school was, you contemplated whether you should go or not.

You really weren't in the mood after this morning. That awkward kitchen talk just pissed you off. You looked behind you, contemplating whether you should walk over to Rindou's house instead.

School or Rindou?

School or Rin-

Before you could even finish your sentence in your head your heels already turned the opposite way, heading straight for his house. Right now, he was probably the only one that could calm you down.

Another 5 minute walk, you arrived at his front door. Motorcycle parked out front meant that either he was home, or it was Ran home. You said fuck it and knocked on his front door, waiting for someone to open.

Ran opened the door after a few minutes, his eyes droopy as if he just woke up. His normally tidy hair sectioned into braids now unbraided. flowing past his shoulders as his baby hairs stuck up as if they had been affected by static electricity. "What are you doing here?" He asked, voice deep as if those were the first words he uttered his morning.

"Sorry if I woke you" you apologised quickly, "Is Rin home?" Ran nodded and stepped out of the way, allowing you entrance. You sent him a small smile before removing your shoes and heading straight up to Rin's room. "Rin? It's me, can I come in?" You asked as you knocked on the door.

Rindou muttered a yes and you opened the door shutting it behind you. Rindou was stood infront of his mirror combing his hair. You snickered as you watching him struggle. "Let me help you, come." You grabbed his hand and sat down on his bed. Rindou sat on the floor between your legs as you started to comb his hair. "What style today?"

"Don't care, do whatever you want." He shrugged and you nodded, gathering all his freshly combed hair into a small bun. "You look so cute." You cupped his cheeks and leaned forward to kiss his forehead. "Shut up," he muttered, but you could feel his ears heating up at the compliment.

"My father spoke to me today," you said as you slid off his bed to sit on the floor next to him, resting your head on his shoulder. Rindou hummed as encouragement for you to keep on talking. "My mother told me I'll get over my grudge. But it's not just a grudge y'know, like this is fuckin' serious. They probably think I'm overreacting about everything but they don't understand how I feel. Everything is so annoying honestly and I can't stand to be around anyone that isn't you." You looked up at him, "I'm so grateful for you Rin. Like really."

The smile you sent him made Rindou's face flush. "Come here." He patted his lap and you sat up and wrapped your arms around his shoulders as he pulled you up and into his lap, embracing you in a long hug. "I'm so grateful for you too." He whispered in your ear and you only hugged him tighter.

"Don't wanna go school today." you spoke out after a moments silence, pulling away from the hug. "Don't feel like it."

"Wanna skip?" He asked and you nodded, "yea."

"Alright, I'll take you wherever you wanna go. Name it." Rindou lifted you off his lap and onto the floor, standing up , he adjusted his clothes. "Do you have plans for today?" You asked him and he nodded, "I gotta meet up with Mikey and the others today, not sure what for though."

"Can I come?" You asked as you looked up, waiting for an answer.

"Yeah sure," he grabbed your hand, "I'll tell Ran,"

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"Where's [Y/N]?" Akira grabbed onto Aya's sleeve as she walked. She turned back to face him, shrugging , "I don't know, she wasn't answering my texts."

"It's been like 4 days, since I last seen her in school. Is she okay?"

Aya shrugged again, "for the 10th time, I don't know. She wasn't texting me all week."

Akira watched as Aya pushed his arm off her and started to walk towards the cafeteria.

I really hope you're okay [Y/N]. Akira thought as he walked the other way towards his classroom.

so tempting to make this a sad ending 🫣

anyways sorry this chapter was so delayed, i lost the document where i planned out the story😞 so sorry if it seems a bit off all of a sudden, i’ve been writing off of memory right now until i find my document.

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Their ideal type in the bedroom

Summary: What acts you put on that gets them going in the bedroom.

Character: Ran, Rindou, Sanzu, Kakucho

Warning: Smut, mature content.

Ran

His type is the clueless innocent type.

He enjoys the look of nervousness in your eyes as he approaches you.

Will tease you for getting shy when he starts touching you over your clothes.

Your whiny moans from him just touching you makes him so hard and it’s not long till his removing every article of your clothing.

Love’s how you try to hide yourself when you’re naked.

“Don’t hide yourself princess”

When he gets into the act his slow at first teasing his tip at your entrance watching as you try to hold back your moans, to shy to let him see how you’re having fun.

Is only going to put it in when you’re a moaning mess.

When the two of you finally get into the rhythm of fucking he goes faster.

And he knows once you’re on his dick that shy demeanor is gone as you moan and cry on his cock for me.

“Ran fuck me harder” you moan out drooling from your mouth as Ran fucks you in doggy.

“I’m not going any faster till you’re creaming on my cock”

Rindou

His type is the confident type.

He loves a woman who knows she sexy and is willing to make a show of it.

His favourite sight is coming home and seeing you splayed out on the bed in lingerie barely covering anything.

“All this just for me” Rindou says as he loosens his tie.

He likes when you keep your confident appearance, with your bouncing up and down on his cock while he watches your tits bouncing around.

But even with you taking some control his still the main one in charge, he does this by setting the pace making sure that if you close to cumming he will slow down his hips.

He has to pinch your nipples while you ride him so he can see that needy look in your eyes.

When he sees you’re tired from riding him he will smack your ass so hard you fall forward with your body laying against his, he takes this opportunity to fuck you from below.

“Now baby I’m about to fuck your pretty brains out” Rindou says as you feel his cock push deep into you from below.

Sanzu

His type is those who have no self restraint, he loves a desperate bitch.

His favourite thing is getting videos while his at work, watching as you push your fingers inside your dripping cunt as you let your thoughts of him fill your head.

He loves the sight of you loosing yourself, unable to even wait for him to get home and fuck you.

And when he does get home his not waiting another second to fill your needy cunt.

The feeling of your warm slick walls motivating him to fuck into you harder.

“Can tell how desperate you are by how tight you’re getting” he growls as he fucks into you like a mad man letting out a laugh.

And you’re getting fucked to good to even say a word just cries of pleasure.

He loves how you’re begging him for more, your pussy trying to take more of his cock.

“Daddy lil desperate slut wants to devour his cock”

Kakucho

His type is someone who completely submits themselves.

His use to serving others always following commands, so the thought of having someone do exactly as he says has his cock slit leaking at the thought.

He loves coming home from work, seeing you sitting on the floor in front of his chair, already knowing that he needs head after a long day at the office.

His going to sit on a chair opposite the bed spewing commands to you, watching you follow them with his cock in his hand as he strokes it as you follow each step.

“Now play with that pussy” he commands as you tease your clit.

Is definitely going to call you when his on business trips so he can command you to put on a show.

Just because his away doesn’t mean the two of you can’t have fun.

“That’s right princess bend in front of the camera, let me see those pussy lips”

Is not going to stop commanding you till you’re a mess on his cock and desperately need to cum.

“Sir please” you beg feeling your orgasm get closer with each bounce on his cock.

“You’re not cumming till I say so” Kakucho says with a loud smack to your ass.

And he has you bounce on his cock till your slick is practically dripping down his thighs and into the floor beneath the two of you.

“Cum for my baby” he commands as you gush around his cock.

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y-umiko · 1 year

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TOKYOREV BOYS IN ONE NIGHT STANDS

CHARACTER(S): Ran . Sanzu . Rindou

WARNING/S: nsfw implications

Ran Haitani

The sun gently woke you up from your sleep, a groan followed up by a migraine, accompanied by the sinful and blissful memories from last night. Never in your sober self had you ever thought you'll hit it off with Ran, one thing led to another and you both ended up making out, later continuing to your room.

but you were not surprised to wake up beside a cold spot in bed, of course, the infamous Ran Haitani wouldn't settle for someone like you. you're just one of his another one-night stand, and you were a fool to believe that there was something between you two. a sigh escape your lips from the thought, that is until the bathroom door opened and out Ran Haitani in nothing but pants, that were hanging low on his lips, his toned stomach in display for you to see.

"you're still here?" you asked surprised, quickly averting your eyes that unconsciously traveled to his exposed skin. something Ran definitely saw but decided to ignore for now after hearing your accusation.

"did you think I left?" he asked amusedly with a playful grin, before picking up his discarded shirt and putting it on effortlessly "I'm hurt that you think so lowly of me"

you rolled your eyes, It's not just me that thinks that everyone does" he chuckled as he easily tied his tie and look for his socks, from his actions, it's easy to understand what he meant, that this between you two was just a one-night stand, it was a hopeful dream that he would settle for you.

you pouted as you gathered the blanket, "Anyways, you were probably on your way out and I just caught you leaving" your words coming out questioning as you went under the blankets to hide your red face, " Well don't let me hold you back"

it was silence at first before the blanket was rudely pulled away from you, just enough to see Ran waiting seating beside you on the bed, a playful grin adorning his lips. "you look so irresistible right now do you know that?" "hey!" you felt heat in your cheeks at Ran's seemingly calm demeanor as if teasing you. but soon drops into something serious as he pecks your lips in assurance.

"I have to leave early for a meeting" he whispered disappointedly, if he were to choose hell spend the rest of his life with you in bed.

"but trust me I'll see you tonight" he sealed with a kiss, deeper and with more emotion.

Sanzu Haruchiyo

Sanzu was a deep sleeper, that or he just didn't care as you rush in the morning gathering your clothes and putting them on, before leaving his room in a complete mess.

you started your morning, as usual, reporting and checking some stuff. the morning was so busy that you almost forgot about the night before, but images from last night kept crawling back into your mind. and when you thought that Sanzu had probably moved on with his day, he came angrily stalking towards you that very afternoon, his eyes swirling almost feral.

"If you think you can just run away and pretend nothing happened, then you're wrong" he blurted out as he rudely interrupted your conversation with one of the members, who immediately read the atmosphere and left. definitely not wanting to face the upset Sanzu. "Sanzu-san I- " "Sanzu?" he interrupted exasperatedly, looking down at you, his eyes full of so much emotion, something you don't see that often "That wasn't my name last night unless you need reminding of then I'll be more than happy to take you h-"

"Ha-Haru!" you immediately corrected, flustered and face flushed from the surge of memories. as you look left and right, making sure no one was around before continuing "Look what happened last night, it was an accident we both don't want, you're not under any obligation, can we just forget about it?"

"I don't want to" was his stern response as you can't help but only stare at him at the sudden seriousness of his words. gasping when he surprisingly gently cupped your chin.

"do you have any idea how long I wanted you?" he said, his breath hitting your lips as he watch your eyes flicker between his lips and eyes. a sign he only needed before pressing his lips against yours. you felt him smirk as you responded to his kiss and before you knew it you felt his arms beneath your legs before picking you up, bridal style.

"Now, that's a good girl"

Rindou Haitani

Amidst the headache and soar body, the first thing you notice when you woke up was the delicious smell of coffee and pancakes. sitting up from the bed, clutching the blanket over your naked body, the fact you're not in your room becomes apparent. it was then that the pleasant memories from the night before come rushing.

The Bonten executives had a gathering last night, and more than usual the guys ordered more drinks than they can handle. all you remember was more than half of them were drunks, the others passed out somewhere. while you and Rin somehow ended up in his room.

grabbing a clean shirt from his closet, you threw it on before making your way to the kitchen. expecting to see some take-out food or maybe Rindou will kick you out of his room right away. but to your bewilderment, there stands Rindo Haitani in his sweatpants and shirt, yet looking good, behind a stove, a spatula in one hand.

"What?" he asked after noticing you standing on the threshold, staring ridiculously at him. but one thing he noticed was how good you look wearing his shirt he quickly averted his gaze away, in fear of you seeing his red face.

"What are you doing?" you asked cautiously, now a little aware that you're basically wearing nothing except his shirt. but considering what happened last night, what's more, to be embarrassed about.

"what does it look like I'm doing?" Rin simply answered as he put the newly cooked pancake on a plate, before setting them down on the table, gesturing you to take a seat.

quietly, you sat in front of the newly cook pancake while Rin sets 2 cups of coffee. you stared at the delicious food in front of you. however, as good as it smells, you can't help but think that this food was his way of consolation before kicking you out.

"who cooks breakfast for their one-night stand" you mumbled sheepily but he heard you anyway.

"No one" He firmly said, as he sets down a cup of coffee beside your plate "Because this is not a one-night stand" your head perks up, "what?"

Rindou looked at you with a furrow on his forehead, his arms crossed against his chest, "you slept with me, you're wearing my shirt- half naked, in the middle of my kitchen"

He sighs," don't play dumb…"

"you're already mine"

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