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angelltheninth · 11 months

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"I almost lost you." with Mikey, Draken and Taka?

Man the angst is heavy today isn't it?

Pairing: Mikey, Draken, Mistuya x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, nightmares, injuries, passionate kisses, desperate kisses, cuddles, protectiveness

A/N: First post with multiple Tokyo Rev characters ands angst packed lol.

2. "I almost lost you."

Feels like its his fault that you even got involved. He doesn't want any other member to carry you, you're his girl to protect, at least you were supposed to be. While waiting at the hospital you can hear Mikey making a fuss outside yelling about the doctors needing doctors if you're not okay. He can barely look at you when he enters the room, his eyes tinted red from crying and voice rough from yelling earlier. Can't stop himself from silently walking over to your bed and wrapping his arms around you, quiet for the longest time, making sure you're okay, hands gently roaming around your sore body.

"What were you thinking getting in the middle of that? Have any clue how big that fight was for us?! No look, ah, I'm mad cause when you showed up I was focused on you, not the fight... if I hadn't been distracted I would have seen the guy on the motorcycle on time. I... saw you take the hit and... fuck I almost lost you. How would I live with myself if I let the best thing that's happened to me slip through my fingers? I know I'm not the best guy but you say something in me worth while, so please, stay with me."

Has frequent nightmares about you leaving him or getting hurt on his behalf ever since you got taken by a rival gang that one time. You got roughed up pretty bad but thankfully got out okay, which is more then Draken can say for the guys that took you. Ever since then he's had bad dreams about it, what if they hurt you really bad, killed you, if he lost you for good? Every time he has one of his nightmares he runs to your house and wakes you up, arms wrapping around you and pulling you into a desperate kiss, his heart slowing down when you relax into him and guide him into your bed.

"I keep seeing that day, being too late to save you, seeing you in my arms, helpless to do anything for you. Almost makes me want to go back there and kill them for real, but I know that's not what you want for me. You want a future with me and I can't give you that if I'm behind bars now can I? Am I... annoying you by waking you up? I could call instead. You like me sneaking in? Ha, how rebellious of you."

If Mitsuya even thinks someone might hurt you he'll go up to them and get in their face about it. Screw being polite when you're in danger of any kind. Little does he know he gave his weakness away like that and made you a target. Learned that when you were taken hostage in a fight. Shit. He was trying to keep yoh safe, not endanger you. Luckily you got away with minor cuts but... seeing a knife against your throat made him lose his cool, made him realize that he should protect you even more, but maybe he doesn't have to do it alone.

"I should have backed off you a bit. When I was constantly around you it made them realize how much you matter to me. I got cocky and it almost made me lose you. I should have asked for back up! Fuck! Maybe I should stay away from you for good. For your sake. Hey! No don't cry! What did I- Ow! Did you just flick my forehead? Oh really, I'm being stupid? I just don't want to live in a world without you. I... I could... I love you too. I'm sorry, must have upset you just now. I'll tell the guys to keep an eye out okay?"

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lorenorkerstinxx · 1 month

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Takashi Mitsuya bathroom HC

Takashi Mitsuya is the kind of boyfriend who wraps you in a fluffy towel after a together shower.

he blow-dries your hair.

and help you but lotion on your body, after that he hugg you from behind and tell you how good you smell.

He is the kind of boyfriend who will make a Spa - day with you at home.

making each other face masks and wear a bunny headband.

making silly photos with you in front of the mirror while wearing the face mask.

If you've had a stressful day, he'll make a bubblebath for you

doesn't mind coming in too XD

love the smell of your Shampoo.

always check if you still have your favorite shower gel if not he go buy it.

he´s just the cutes boyfriend.

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piichuu · 9 months

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♡ WARM KISSES - TAKASHI MITSUYA

gn!reader, fluff

WORD COUNT: 284

AUGUST DRABBLES

“shouldn’t it be a little warmer? it’s still summer,” you mumble as you and mitsuya are sitting on a bench by a park. you’re wearing a hoodie but it still doesn’t seem to keep you warm enough during the august evening.

mitsuya puts his arm over your shoulder and pulls you closer to him. “you should put on more clothes when we go out like this, it’s always a little bit colder in august,” he kisses the top of your head and flashes you a sweet smile.

you lean your head against his shoulder and close your eyes, pulling your knees up to your chest to try and keep warm. mitsuya wraps both of his arms around you and kisses your cheek, lingering with his lips there until you turn your head to look at him. “you’re warm,” you mumble and he smiles widely before leaning in to press his lips to yours.

he hums softly and reaches one hand up to gently cup your cheek. the kiss is sweet and filled with as much love as a person can truly give. he smiles against your lips, causing one to spread over your own as well. “it’s hard to kiss when you smile so much,” you giggle and mitsuya chuckles lightly as he pulls away and leans his forehead against yours.

“i’m happy with you, why should i not smile?” he asks before placing yet another kiss to your lips, one that turns into at least ten more before it’s time to go home. the smile on his face never disappears and even as the two of you walk back to your shared apartment hand in hand, he can’t stop kissing your warmer cheeks.

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itjazzbicch · 9 months

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Helping Heal

Pairing: Takashi MItsuya x Reader

Summary: (MANGA SPOILERS SO IF YOU DONT WANT THOSE DON'T CONTINUE)

After Draken is shot and dies of his injuries, Takashi is in a deep depression, locking himself in his room, and the reader, being a close friend, goes to see that he was actually doing something in his room, and comes to help him during this hard time...

Warnings: Manga spoilers, slight eating disorder? (Mitsuya hadn't eaten because he was sad :'( figured I'd make that a warning, but this ends happily I promise)

Word Count: 1k

"Hey, Mitsuya?" I called out softly, knocking on his door softly.

He's been working on his design for the fashion show ever since Draken died. He hasn't left his room according to his siblings Luna and Mana.

Worried wasn't even a good enough word to describe how I felt about him right now. I dropped past his house to check on him, Luna and Mana explained that he had come out of his room for a change, and they were worried because he hasn't eaten anything in a few days.

Before coming back to his room, I went and grabbed him some of his favorite food from his favorite restaurant. Hoping he'd answer the door.

The door creaked softly, his back already turned, but allowing me as he returned to his seat on his bed.

"All done, huh?" I tried to smile, looking to see that he had his work covered up.

"Yeah," He mumbled, not even looking at me.

This was worse than I thought. He was always so lively with me, now it was like he was dead inside.

"Luna and Mana told me you haven't left your room and you haven't been eating," I said softly, shutting the door and coming over with the food I brought him, "So, I went and got your favorite."

"Thanks," Not moving a muscle, this was so hard to watch, but I still set up his food and drink for him on a small fold table he had.

"Cheers?" Holding up my drink, I was hoping I could get him to at least pick something up.

Instead, he stared at me through his bangs before looking down to the floor. I was running out of ideas and so, I sat next to him, hugging him tight whether he wanted a hug or not.

"Just let it out, Takashi," I whispered, fighting tears of my own, "I know you're hurting more than anyone right now. I'm here for you."

Clinging to my jacket, the veins in his hand were popping out from gripping so tight, sniffling before completely breaking down with his face buried in my chest. Hugging him as tightly as I could, I started crying too when he muffled out through tears and a cracking voice:

"I-I; I just can't believe he's g-gone."

"I know," I swallowed, rubbing his back and trying to keep myself together and help him, "But he still lives in here."

Holding my hand over his chest, hoping my words explained themselves, relieved when he nodded and hugged me again, settling down and taking deep breaths, closing his eyes as I cleaned his face with a soft napkin.

"Thank you," He whispered, sitting up and wiping at his eyes while I leaned to him, kissing his temple:

"I always have your back, Takashi. Always."

That made him smile some and it lifted some weight off my shoulders, growing lighter when he pulled the table closer, looking at his food:

"My favorite, hm?"

"Down to the very spices," I smiled at him, relieved as he took a bite, needing it literally for his health, and his soul, showing how much he enjoyed every bite with little expressions on his face.

I only brought myself a snack, but ate alongside him, eyes following his hand as they got his drink:

"I apologize for earlier. Cheers?"

"Oh, you're fine," I assured, taking mine and clanking our glasses softly, "Cheers."

Smiling and taking a sip, we finished up and I decided to clean up while he took a shower and checked on his sisters. Being extra careful, I made sure to put back all his tools away in their labeled spot, as neat as ever, and had his room clean.

All that was left was his final project which was on covered mannequins. I was curious to see, but also wanted to respect the fact that this was Takashi's masterpiece pretty much.

Just staring and zoning out, I jumped at the sound of the door creaking, seeing Takashi coming back in, noticing that I was wanting to see his latest pieces.

"Soon, Y/N. You'll get it see it soon," He winked at me, making me giggle and nod:

"I can't wait. I know you're going to win that whole show."

"Maybe," He hummed, sitting on the floor next to his bed with his brush in hand.

"No maybe's," I rebutted, sitting on the bed above him, stealing his brush and softly brushing through his ends, then through his hair in sections, "You better win or I'm fighting the judges."

Shaking his head and laughing at my comment, he was serious when he explained, "I don't really care if I win or not. I just want to honor him and his memory, our memories. That's all."

Knowing he meant Draken, that made me even more excited. He spent all that time locked in his room, working on a piece to honor him. It made me smile, running a hand through his hair and massaging his scalp, smiling at the dragon tattoo he and Draken had:

"He's gonna be watching, I'm sure, and he'll love it."

Hugging his head and kissing it again, I just wanted to keep all the bad emotions away from him, falling to silence when he tilted his head back to look at me.

His purple eyes glimmered from the light above us, just staring deeply into each other's eyes for a moment, till he tilt his head back a little further, lips perking to find mine.

All my breath left me, lips so soft, but making our kiss so deep, feeling all the appreciation from him, and something else, finding out what it was whenever he parted lips to whisper to me:

"I love you, Y/N."

Staying silent and still, he had to pick up his head and turn to me, arms latching him into a hug when he faced me, on his knees and hugging back with a sway, adding:

"I just wanted you to know that."

"I love you too, Takashi," I squeezed, picking my head up to give another kiss, "You have no idea."

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kazuwhora · 2 years

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— PINKY PROMISE?

⨳ WARNINGS. fem!reader, soft fluff for mitsuyas birthday, mentions of food and cooking/baking, use of the pet name princess !!

⨳ WORD COUNT. 729

⨳ NOTE. it’s mitsuya day <3 this is my submission for @sakusins after you read angst fluff collab! this is short and sweet because I’m so burnt out from moving, but its his birthday so here we are!

MITSUYA IS THE TYPE that can’t help but feel his chest tighten and his heart flutter whenever he sees your face. he’s the type that can’t help but smirk as he watches you, struggling with flour covered hands and batter sprayed across the countertops as you search for the cup of sugar you had just scooped for the next steps of your plan. and he knows its supposed to be a secret— that you begged him to stay in his room while you baked him his cake, but it’s his birthday after all, and doesn’t he deserve a little fun too?

mitsuya walks on his toes, careful not to make a noise as he sneaks down the hallway and around the corner to where you’ve buried yourself in a mess. there’s a creak in the floor under his feet that nearly makes your head turn, but mitsuya stops and rests his arms on the island behind you.

“looks like you’re in over your head princess” he coos, watching you with a smile as you turn on your heels and cross your arms.

“you weren’t supposed to look!” you huff, jutting your lip out in a pout at the thought of his surprise being ruined.

mitsuya’s eyes are soft as he smiles, and the warmth of his features blankets you in an odd sensation of comfort as he watches you with amusement. he’s bewitched by the way your eyebrows knit with disappointment— the way your lips pout at his disobedience as you try your very best to keep yourself from falling into his trap once again.

but mitsuya is so easy to give in to. time and time again you find yourself too drawn in by the soft glow of his lavender eyes, and the tiny twinkle that glimmers under the light. it’s too easy to get lost in the thought of his embrace, imagining the comfort and warmth of his arms wrapped around you, letting the whole world disappear around you until it’s only the two of you, in a place where time stands still.

too lost in your thoughts, you barely notice how he had snuck his way into the kitchen, stealing the bowl of messy batter nearly out from under your fingertips with a grin on his face that could only express his most deviant intentions.

“I think….” he pauses, scooping up a fingerful of batter as he presses it to your lips. “you look like you could use the help”

mitsuya holds back a smile as you lick the batter off your lips, shuddering at the starchy taste and the clear lack of sugar you had mysteriously forgotten to add, and with a defeated sigh, you resign yourself to his help and cross your arms.

“it was supposed to be your birthday cake” you whine, turning your back to him as you scoop up piles of flour sprinkled across the countertops. mitsuya can only chuckle as he snakes his arms around your waist and nestles his head in the crook of your neck. his breath is warm against your skin, and his fingers that trace tiny shapes and patterns against your waist makes you shiver with goosebumps that freckle your skin. it seems that no matter what mitsuya does, he always finds a way to fluster you.

“that’s okay princess” he hums, kissing behind your ear as you melt into his arms kiss by kiss. “all I need for my birthday is you”

“thats a lie” you frown, but mitsuyas hands slip under the hem of your shirt leaving you breathless with anticipation as the warmth of his palms rest against your skin.

“it’s not—” he pauses, speaking between soft kisses across your skin until he reaches your cheek. “I love you”

butterflies rattle against your ribs as the words coat your thoughts with a sweetness that lacked in the bowl of batter below you, and your cheeks engulf in an undeniable heat that always seems to come with those three little words each and every time.

“pinky promise?” there’s a pout on your lips again, but mitsuya only smiles as he presses his lips to yours, and your worry dissipates like it never existed.

“pinky promise.” he hums, holding you tighter as you sigh in his grasp.

“then..” you pause, holding back a smirk as you cross your arms. “I guess I love you too”

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snoww-drop · 1 year

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Kid Mitsuya is so cute GSJSVSJSN

Wouldn't you wanna squeeze the hell out of those cheeks 😩❣️

#takashi mitsuya fluff #tokrev #tokyo revengers #takashi mitsuya #draken #tokrev headcanons #sano mikey manjiro

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suyacho · 2 years

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— taking pictures of him ft. takashi mitsuya

hi bb @inupi , happy birthday, i hope you have a great one <33 not sure if you remember filling in that one form, but thank you for doing so i hope you enjoy this :)

visiting mitsuya at work leads to you trying to sneak pictures of him

thank you to @tsukisdarling & @midnightwonderland-writer for beta reading :))

WARNINGS: gn!reader - fluff - cursing - not my best - 500 words or so

A smile crept on your face as you watched your boyfriend work on a new piece of his. He looked so hot and concentrated, you wouldn’t want to disturb it. That’s why you just sat there in silence, watching him work while scribbling random things on a sticky note.

Mitsuya loved you but he also loved his job, a lot. To the point where he would spend all nighters working on certain pieces. You didn’t stop him though, seeing how happy and proud he got after finishing a piece made it all worth it.

You loved seeing him work, you were his number one supporter. He wouldn’t tell you straightforwardly but your support meant the world to him, plus he loved having you around. That’s why you often visited him at work, just keeping him company as you did your own thing, somehow helping him relax more.

“Fuck.” Mitsuya cursed out, shaking you out of your thoughts. “You okay Suya?” you asked in a sweet tone, smiling once he nodded. “Just fucked these stitches up, gotta do them again.” he answered, not even looking your way as he continued.

You didn’t mind it, you just continued watching him, smirking slightly when you held your phone up, trying to sneak a picture of him. It wouldn’t be the first time you did it, half your gallery was filled with him anyways, how could you not when he was this pretty?

Just when you pressed on the button, the sound of a picture being taken filled the room, breaking the silence.

You sat there all frozen on the couch, panic written all over your face. You could’ve sworn that you put your phone on silent.

The familiar laugh of your lover filled the room, leaving you looking everywhere but at him. “Go on, take another one. Make sure to get all the right angles.” Mitsuya teased, posing and sending a cheesy smile your way. You nodded nervously, taking pictures of him and smiling, this wasn’t the first time it happened and you quickly forget about the seconds from seconds ago.

“Hmm, how do I look?” Mitsuya asked, walking up to you and plopping down right next to you. “Pretty as always.” you told him bluntly, taking him off guard for a second as a slight blush crept on his face.

“Bringing you with me to work is the best decision I’ve made.” he mumbled, gently grabbing your face and making you look at him, drifting your attention away from flustering him. “I can just look at you all day.” Mitsuya continued, locking his eyes with yours and leaning closer.

“And you get to take all the pictures you want.” he smirked. “Suya I– “ you mumbled nervously, being cut off by his words. “It’s okay as long as you’re taking pictures of me and me only.” Mitsuya whispered, pressing his lips against yours. You kissed back with no hesitation, closing your eyes and melting into his touch.

Mitsuya knew this might just end up turning into more than just a quick break but in all honesty, he did not care as long as it was with you.

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p-antomime · 2 years

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care to elaborate ? 👩🏻‍❤️‍💋‍👩🏻

ok, ok, let's go in parts, shall we?

❤︎ — Mitsuya !

listen... this man. this man is SO GOOD at taking care of others that he makes any saint or guardian angel jealous, but mitsuya sometimes also forgets to take care of himself and not even on purpose, he just feels better about himself if he lets others feel good about themselves, that being said: mitsuya is the perfect example of husband material, especially because to keep a marriage you need mostly a harmonic synergy between the two parties and mitsuya would be as good at that as he would be good at 1. cooking great and various foods (especially because, remember: he had to take care not only of his younger sisters, but of the hakkai as well to some extent) and 2. giving himself to the maximum for the relationship because he believes that his s/so deserves the best version of him. and still on the topic of food, I believe that mitsuya would be very committed to learn the typical cuisine and cooking of your culture, if you are not a japanese person and/or grew up in a japanese family/community inside or outside the country itself, for him the gesture of learning a little more of your cultural roots is a way to show you that, if possible, he wants to experience all parts of your life with you, including, obviously, your cultural experience.

furthermore, mitsuya would leave several and several AND VARIOUS little notes for you if he woke up before you to go to work as a designer, from little "good morning" notes with a happy face to ones next to the breakfast that he made for you telling you to enjoy the day and that as soon as he got home he would give you a massage on your shoulders and cuddle you 'till you sleep (and mitsuya doesn't make empty promises).

❤︎ — Kakucho !

hmmmm, this man, * chef kiss *. exudes a huge Prince Charming energy that would see you reading something in the forest and fall in love instantly and, speaking of passion, kakucho would act like he was falling in love for the first time every day when he's your husband, which means that every time you woke up he would be at your bedside looking at you with a silly caring smile and pupils almost in the shape of hearts. unlike mitsuya, kakucho is not that good in the kitchen or at showing his love through written things, so he would try to make it clear through little gifts every day or at least every other day, and by gifts I mean: from pictures or videos of kittens and street dogs he finds to his favorite candy from the bakery closest to your house.

also! kakucho has such a good memory! he would know every skincare product you have, every accessory or cosmetic makeup product you like, every favorite character you love in a game, book or movie/series and every time he saw himself alone passing, for example, in front of a store that had some of the things you like, he would buy it to give to you at home (and speaking of skincare, please, if you have a husband!kakucho, do skincare with him, he loves it!)

❤︎ — Chifuyu !

Oh, Mr. Chifuyu Matsuno. this man is a complete blessing, he would want to do absolutely everything for you. cooking? he does it! (not that well, but does) taking care of the house? he does it! tidying up your things and his without a second thought? he does it! bringing a lot of pet into the house? he does it too! Chifuyu as a husband would love to make several projects of weekend outings with you, it would be very difficult to have any Saturday that you spend at home because he is kind of the type that wants to show the world that he is the only guy lucky to have you, so, you better prepare yourself for a Saturday going to the mall, to the restaurant, to the movies, to some amusement park or botanical park, while on Sunday he would want to have a lunch just between you both and then fall into bed to do absolutely nothing with you, probably just gossiping about his job with Kazutora and about how a kitten accidentally scratched Kazutora's nose and he, Chifuyu, bought a band-aid (possibly hello kitty to match the kitten) to put on his nose.

Besides that, Chifuyu would always reserve a good part of his time just to listen to you talking about your days over the weeks, he wants to know absolutely everything, even if your day was as quiet or boring as possible, for him anything that comes out of your mouth is as important as it is interesting, so it would be very common that you would spend your evenings, right after coming home from work, sitting at the kitchen table while he cuts vegetables and makes dinner.

❤︎ — Naoto !

you know the best part about being married to a detective? he may or may not end up letting some information slip out to you, but nothing about morbid or extremely violent cases, just some light, routine case stuff, although most of the time he is involved with solving the Tokyo organized crime web. but you know the worst part about being married to a detective? he would know when you were lying. he would know without a doubt, especially when you had a relapse of insecurity and he would be ready to shower you with compliments and love and affection and "I can buy your favorite chocolate and let you paint my nails, honey"; he's a sweetheart to the core. i think it's also worth mentioning that, because naoto is a serious guy most of the time, it would be hard for him to catch or notice all the jokes you say (and he may or may not have a secret little notebook tucked away in the second drawer of his departmental office containing the most everyday little jokes you make so that he doesn't forget the meaning of them and end up not cutting off your happy and excited and fun energy).

furthermore, naoto would be the kind of husband who would love it if you cooked for him, but this is not a fixed rule nor something he would mostly look for in a s/o because, obviously, he has other priorities and qualities to find in the love of his life. tachibana naoto, in addition, would always be concerned about everything in relation to you, things like: "have you eaten today? did you drink your water as you should? did you hand in your college papers? did you have a good day at work?" would permeate his mind every day, and so it is not uncommon for him to be quite consistent with text messages asking about your day (it's his way of showing that he pays attention to you and wants you well!)

❤︎ — Seishu !

hmmm, this man. this man right here. he doesn't want a job, sorry. nah, I'm kidding. he "wants" a job that lets him stay at home or at least get him out of the house a little (and here comes the bike shop with Kenchin) because 1. it makes him feel closer to you and, if there is an emergency, he doesn't have to drive all the way across town to find you and 2. damn, he wants to be a malewife, let him be a malewife, he wants his malewife rights — which means that, yes, inui would learn to cook properly just so that there would be good food when you get home from work and that he would also take care of the house EVERYWHERE, without exception, and that he would be all dressed up when you arrived even if 3 minutes ago his hands were all dirty with gravel and soot.

furthermore, inui would have a hard time showing his own feelings with words (so, please, every time he says "I love you, baby", you better keep this event and moment deep in your memory because he is already an extremely quiet man by nature), so the easiest way for him to show this to you would be through quality time, he would be a clingy husband! but not to the point of making you suffocate, he knows your limits better than anyone.consistent with text messages asking about your day (it's his way of showing that he pays attention to you and wants you well!)

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han-shinsuke · 2 years

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t a k a s h i m i t s u y a

“don’t pull away, Y/N,” he whispers softly as he goes after your lips.

It happened a very long time ago and the pain he caused you was no longer there. You’ve healed yourself successfully. Though, his younger sister Luna hasn’t, and been reminding her brother of the ‘crime’ he had committed whenever she’s gotten herself drunk. Takashi carries his sister to the room next to yours, scolding Luna as their both struggles to enter the doorway. When you slide the main door open, he calls your name, apprehensive of your action. To calm his noticeable nervousness, you give him a reassuring smile. You’ll just take a walk on the beachfront. You’ll be there when he decides to go after you. Besides, you’re not familiar of the place. Your legs are crossed together when you hear movements behind you.

“She’ll forgive you soon,” Takashi situates beside you, he’s so close that you can feel the warmth emitting from him. “Luna will forget just like how I’ve had done it.”

“It still hurts her, Y/N. Luna still has it in her phone.” his voice cracks. Takashi puts a hand over your head and tilts your face to his direction, “my sister is telling the truth, breaking someone’s heart is a crime.”

Truly over of the incidents in the past, the tears that damps your face are not because of the pain. As a grown up, those memories are now just memories for you but for Takashi, it still haunts him.

“You’ll make it again, Mitsuya Takashi.” your faith to this man never wavers. He had worked hard to achieve his dreams. Forgiving himself may not be that hard to do.

You were seventeen when you had your first heartbreak. It was kinda humiliating and frightening. It was you and your greediness to get noticed by him that had put you in shame. You used to be so fat, uneven skin tone and acne face. Takashi Mitsuya and his friends made fun of you, making you wear two-piece swimsuit and hanging a message board around your neck that says; Takashi Mitsuya will never ever date me. Worst, recording your pitiful situation.

After the high school graduation rites, you approached him. Mitsuya had graduated with the highest honor and delivered the valedictory speech.

“You’ll make it,” you said to him with a smile. Takashi needed it, a push to continue pursuing the career he always wanted.

You went to the other direction, miles away from his life. For the past decade, only in the magazine covers, interviews and fashion shows you could see his face and get updates about his colorful life.

Takashi Mitsuya, a fashion icon.

“So, Taka,” you giggle while patting your face dry. Your heart aches not because of your memories together but for the reason that he’s having a hard time dealing with himself. “Will you design a wedding dress for me?”

About a year ago, you had reconnected with your high school classmates at a get together party. Most of them are married and had grown matured like they supposed to. Some apologized for the way they had treated you and there were few that could not even look at you.

“But you don’t have a groom, Y/N. You’re not even dating anyone.”

Grinning, you show him a photo in your phone gallery. A screen capture of an email sent to you. Your aunt will introduce you to someone.

“It’s my dream to own a wedding dress, Takashi. Married or not. We’re now friends, right? You have to help me achieve a single dream.”

He takes the gadget from you and zooms in the photo to look into it. Then after a moment of thorough inspection, he tosses it to the sand and grabs you onto his lap, gripping your sides as he speaks.

“Is your aunt residing in Oregon and named Anari Torralba?” you never mention anything about your aunt to Takashi.

“Yeah, you know my aunt?” his grip loosens, moving both hands to your back, pushing you to him.

So close. So damn close! You scream in your head.

“Her username in the dating app is catfishdog, right?” Takashi continues stealing space between your face and his. He’s now eyeing your lips dangerously, answer his question and you’ll meet his mouth tonight.

“Yes, how—” he receives the confirmation he wants, it’s time to feel your lips on his.

Takashi Mitsuya smashes his lips greedily on yours, locking his hands behind your back so you won’t be moving inappropriately to the situation he’s creating with you. He needs you close to him, your warmth, your lips against his.

“Don’t pull away, Y/N,” he whispers softly as he goes after your lips, touching them with his own. Takashi’s doing it right, pecking on your upper and bottom lip gently, not wanting to scare you. He needs your willingness to be kissed properly.

Takashi presses a long kiss to the right corner of your lips. It’s just a light touch but it gives your heart a reason to beat erratically. A pattern you once felt... because of the same person.

“Do you mind giving me a real kiss, Takashi?” your gaze is hazy as you ask for it. He nods his head and smiles. Takashi thumbs your cheeks. He can tell you are on the verge of crying, must be from the overwhelming feeling of being kissed by him. You lean in to his face with your lips open, he does the same. Takashi initiates the movements, touching the back of your head to support its steadiness. As for his other hand, you feel it on your hips gripping as he starts rolling his tongue into your mouth.

The kiss he’s sharing with you no longer possesses restrictions. He’s getting bold leading your mouth to work with his in cooperation. Takashi has big hands, an advantage to freely squeeze your nape and tilt your head to any direction. He does it several times, tilting your head for the kiss to get deep and accessible to him. Drowned... that’s how you’re feeling while inside his arms.

“Ouch! Takashi—” you whine when he nips your bottom lip but still let him do his job. The kiss is about to end, you can feel it. You need air and so is Takashi.

“Fuck.” He snaps his lips away from yours, catching his breath. The absence of his warmth on your mouth feels lonely so you go after Takashi’s moist lips and kiss him again. He answers by entering your mouth. His tongue dips inside quickly, pausing the kiss. He laughs at your neediness. He finds it admirable.

“You’ll have your dream wedding dress, Y/N. I am the man you’re going to meet in Oregon. I’m the man your aunt Anari is talking about.”

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angelltheninth · 5 months

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Takashi Mitsuya Showing You Some Much Needed Love and Affection

Pairing: Takashi "Taka" Mitsuya x Fem!Reader

Tags: fluff, established relationship, kissing, comfort, affection, cuddles, praise, touch-starved!Reader

A/N: Need me someone like Taka to hug me and tells me I'm doing good.

Taka has affirmations of plenty to give you when you're feeling down, he has little siblings and friends who need encouragement so it's almost like second nature to him

When he notices you tugging on his jacket he takes your hand without a hint of hesitation

Texts you a lot through the day to tell you how good you're doing

You don't have to tell him you want a hug, he'll hug you as soon as he sees you, a big hug where he nuzzles against your shoulder and then pulls you onto the first free seat and onto his lap

Doesn't matter who teases him for it, when his girl needs reassurance he will give it to you and he will kiss you

Maybe he is showing you off a tiny little bit but that's secondary to reassuring you that he loves you

When Taka gives you his undivided attention you find yourself playing with his earing, touching him so casually and without a second thought

His heart almost breaks when he sees how you melt against him just from the fact that he placed his hand on your lower back when you kiss

It's not that he's trying to deepen it, he wants to hold you, he wants you to feel him close, that's all there is to it

Makes sure to praise you a whole lot when you tell him you've rarely experienced it

Calls you a good girl as a teasing, and slightly lewd joke but the fact that your eyes started watering at that made him say it daily, along with calling you sweetheart, love, sugar, all to make absolutely sure you know you're worthy of praise and love

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jupiters-galaxy · 2 years

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brain empty, only mitsuya

specifically these two, little meow meows fr

Y know what I am in a Mitsuya liking mood, take some hcs dear!!

-Even though this is a bit irrisponsible, he likes to take his little sisters out for rides on his bike. He makes them wear helmets but they think it is like, absolutely the coolest thing ever!

-He also loves to make his sisters fashionable dresses out of his old clothing, he's crafty!!

-When he was depressed over (manga spoilers) death, Yasuda came over to take care of his siblings for awhile so he had more room to grieve. As a thank you, he designed her a stuffed rabbit and sewed it for her. He felt like it was the least he could do, plus it helped him calm down

-He's a big MCR stan. I know I have said this before but Welcome to the Black Parade was his SHIT when he was younger, it made him feel edgy and deep and cool.

-He's allergic to mosquitos. That's it that's the thought

-His family situation is pretty difficult. His mom took the kids and walked out on his dad, who was abusive. (She was pregnant with Mana at the time) They lived with their grandma for a few years, and she took really good care of the kids while their mom tried very hard to get back on her feet, but it was hard to get hired with minimal qualifications, and she had debt due to her husband's spending habits.

-His grandma was just a sweet women who liked sewing and cooking. She taught him how to cook, and he loved helping her!

-She died before he got the chance to learn how to sew from her, but he kept her sewing kit, and he still uses a lot of her supplies to carry on her memory.

-He's oddly good at making pastries, he loves to make a batch of them and then let the girls snack off of them for breakfast. They love his pastries!!

-He kind of hates sharing a room with them but sometimes when he's sad he's glad they're there because he can cuddle with them (this one is DEFINITELY not me projecting!! I love my 8 yo sister though, totally unrelated)

-His mom cuts all of their hair on her days off, it's a whole endeavor! She's good at it, and it's her way of spending time with all of them. She buzzed the side of his head for him when he decided to show off the tattoo

-Every girl in the home ec club has a massive crush on him and he chooses to just treat them kindly as friends

-Originally he wanted Yasuda to be the club president, but Yasuda insisted that he got the position because of his charisma. She handles a lot of the paperwork and the strict rule following, while he handles the charm and publicity of the club. They're an unstoppable duo

-He was 100% Pah's wingman when Pah was trying to gather the courage to court Yumi Moru. Peh was too stressful so Mitsuya took over and tried to help Pah whenever possible. He actually liked Yumi a lot so he was passionate about it working out!

-He loves taking naps when it's cold outside, he has a bunch of big sweatshirts and soft blankets that he loves to utilize! He just loves fall in general, he loves the leaves and the colors in particular!

That's all I got for ya!! Hope you liked this babes :)

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arlerts-angel · 4 months

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happy holidays! welcome to my official fluffmas masterlist! this event is strictly sfw so if that's not your jam, check out my kinkmas masterlist (as long as you're over 18!) 🤍 taglist info @ the bottom!

mistletoe — armin arlert (attack on titan)

gifts — various characters (aot, tokrev, tokghoul)

holiday lights — takashi mitsuya (tokyo revengers)

new year's kiss — takemichi hanagaki (tokyo revengers)

christmas morning — chifuyu matsuno (tokyo revengers)

snow day + hot cocoa — hideyoshi nagachika (tokyo ghoul)

disclaimer: i may or may not get to all of these! i'm doing at least two events (maybe more) for the holiday season but please keep in mind that i am also a person who has a family to spend time with, so bear with me. 🤍

taglist: click here for the google form so that you can sign up to be tagged in for whatever characters you'd like! since this event is sfw you technically do not have to be 18+ to be tagged, but please keep in mind my account is best suited for those 18+ as i write and share 18+ content.

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chalkscene · 5 months

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tokyo revengers ⇢ WOULD YOU KISS ME FOR $10 OR THE PRETTIEST GIRL IN THE WORLD FOR $700?

ft. manjiro “mikey” sano, ken “draken” ryuguji, takashi mitsuya, rindou haitani & shuji hanma x f!reader (separate)

“wow,” you drawl when MIKEY doesn’t have an immediate answer, “you’re actually thinking about it.” “i like kissing you. i love it. but baby,” his voice raises slightly in urgency, “that’s 700 bucks.” sure, the question was hypothetical but that’s not the point. “so you don’t think i’m the prettiest girl in the world?” mikey only tilts his head, confused by the accusation in your tone, then his body goes rigid upon registering what you meant. “no, wait. i do!”

“the prettiest girl in the world,” DRAKEN answers in a heartbeat. “and that’s who?” you quiz him in jest which makes him chuckle. “you, of course.” “right answer.” you beam at him before you lean in for a kiss, humming against his lips in satisfaction when he pulls you closer. soon, you feel him smirking against yours. “that would be 710 dollars.”

“you,” MITSUYA says with no hesitation followed by a gentle press of his lips on yours and warmth quickly blooms in your chest. “always you,” he adds. when it comes to showing affection, he has always been direct and this time is no exception. but you wouldn’t be you if you didn’t tease him, “you know someone prettier than me?” he blinks at that, stunned and stupefied by your words, “what?”

RINDOU only stares at you, expecting you to break character and say you’re messing with him but the expectant look on your face remains as you wait for him to answer so he does: “you.” “do you think i’m the prettiest girl in the world?” “i do.” you can tell rindou’s being sincere but you don’t miss the subtle quirk of his lips before he continues, “but i doubt you have 700 dollars.”

“baby, you’re worth more than 10 dollars,” HANMA exclaims and with a smile, you dare him to name a price. “how much am i worth then?” “a thousand,” he says too confidently you can’t help but coo at him. “you’re too sweet.” his mouth stretches into a wide grin, satisfied with himself, and gives you a peck on the lips but not without a brief snicker. when he pulls away, there’s a glint of mischief in his eye. “you owe me a grand.”

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itjazzbicch · 1 year

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Just Friends?

Pairing: Takashi Mitsuya x Fem Reader

Summary: Being bothered by a kid in class who keeps flirting with the reader, Takashi learns that this guy might try to ruin her night out with her friends, tagging along and pretending to be her boyfriend to make him back off, but they realize that maybe they like each other in a different way than just friends…

Warnings: A little swearing

Word Count: 1.4k

I DO NOT OWN THIS GIF:

“Well, what a way to have my day ruined,” Mumbling to myself, I plopped down in my seat, hoping some sewing would take my mind off of what just happened.

Looks like it wasn’t going away just yet when Takashi set down in front of me, noticing:

“Why the mean face, Y/N? Looks like someone pissed you off.”

“Remember that boy from my class I told you about? How he likes me and like never leaves me alone?” Making sure he remembered before I continued, he surely did, growing a bit annoyed just like me:

“Do I have to kick this guys ass?”

“Well, I was talking to some friends about going to the movies and guess who had to stick his nose in it?” I huffed, disappointed because some creep has to come and ruin my plans with my friends, “I’m not going now. I know he’s gonna be there.”

“Hey, don’t let some weirdo ruin your fun with your friends. Just want me to take you?” Takashi was always so kind, wanting to see me smile and making that happen with his, “I’m sure he won’t try anything if I’m around and you can enjoy your movie. It’s a win win.”

“You really don’t mind? I’ve been wanting to see this movie, but I also don’t want to intrude your schedule or any-“

“Girl, you’re fine! I promise!” His hand swatted with a smile, “You’re not intruding anything. As soon as we’re done with the club, we’ll go to the movies.”

“Thank you so much, Takashi. You’re awesome,” I smiled, feeling a bit flustered when he stood and winked to me:

“Never a problem.”

I was a lot less worried now that Takashi was going to come to the movies with me. Sewing club was fun as always and by the time we headed out of the movies, I ended up all flustered again, thanks to my friends:

“Aw, Y/N! You brought a date!”

They were all awing and teasing me playfully while in line and getting their tickets, but my attention fell on that kid who always hit on me. He actually showed up! Takashi noticed quickly too, glancing at my friends then whispering to me:

“Just wanna play along? That guy is giving me weird vibes.”

“Sure,” I nodded, noticing that that guy was behind us now!

The nervousness made me hold onto Takashi’s hand; I always felt safe around him and I’m sure he knew that. He didn’t mind in the slightest that I was holding his hand, he even flashed a smile at me before taking the lead in line:

“Two tickets please.”

He was so cool about this and it made me relax some, the smell of popcorn making me excited for the movie, but my heart skipping a beat when I heard him say:

“Want a drink and some popcorn, babe?”

Glancing up to him with wide eyes, I realized that his eyes were locked on that kid from class, so I tried my best to shake off the nervousness and play along:

“I’d love some, please.”

I didn’t know why, but hearing him call me babe gave me a feeling that I never felt before. I don’t think anyone’s ever called me babe that way before. The way it sounded so meaningful and sweet, I couldn’t help but feel a certain way about it.

“Hope you don’t mind if we split it,” Takashi smiled as he paid and let me take the bucket of popcorn and I smiled right along:

“Never, babe.”

Giggling, I tossed a piece and he caught it in his mouth, giggling along as he ate it, interlocking arms and finding my friends to sit with in the theater. I was glad that they didn’t mind that I brought him along, although I’d have some explaining to do considering we were actually pulling off the whole date thing.

“And hey, don’t worry about that guy,” He whispered to me, both of us watching as he sat just a few seats away, a glare beaming at us. That glare made the both of us angry, but Takashi gave him something to look at, only making my heart skip more when he wrapped his arm around me, “Just enjoy the movie.”

Only nodding, things settled again as the previews showed, then the actual movie began. It was a romantic comedy that was lived up to my expectations. Even Takashi was laughing at the movie and I forgot all about that guy, having a great time with Takashi and my friends.

Towards the end of the movie, when things started to get real romantic, Takashi began to joke with me, covering my eyes:

“I don’t think you’re old enough for this scene.”

“Oh shush,” I giggled, swatting his hand away, blushing as I heard my friends whispering next to me:

“Aww, aren’t they so cute? When did she have a boyfriend?”

Takashi heard too and I don’t think he was pretending when his arm around me pulled me a little closer. Naturally, I rested my head on his shoulder and he laid his head on top of mine, finishing the rest of the movie with smiles on both of our faces.

“Let’s get you home, don’t want you out past bed time,” He joked while checking the time; I just laughed at him, standing along with my friends and taking his hand again, but as he went to take a step out, there was that guy again and he bumped Takashi with his shoulder.

Oh boy, he really didn’t know who he was messing with, especially when he spat, “Excuse you.”

“We’re just trying to leave. So, how about you get moving, you creep,” Takashi spat back, my attention turning to one of my friends as she tapped my shoulder and whispered:

“Hey, Y/N. Isn’t that the guy who keeps bugging you in school?”

“Yeah,” I whispered, swallowing down a lump of anxiety, Takashi letting go of my hand when that guy stepped up to him:

“Who are you calling a creep?!”

“You! Considering you’ve been eyeballing and bugging my girl during her classes,” Takashi never backed down from anyone and the glare in his eyes alone had that guy nearly shivering, “And if she tells me that you’ve messed with her again? It’ll be the last time you do it and that’s a promise.”

Finally, that creep decided to back down and walk away, letting out a deep sigh of relief, actually smiling at my friends comment:

“You got yourself a tough one, huh Y/N?”

They all giggled it off and I just smiled more when Takashi wrapped his arm around me again, smiling back to them, “No one messes with my girl and gets away with it.”

“Let’s get home now, hm?” I looked up at him and he nodded, waving to my friends as we all parted ways, “You guys get home safe!”

Hoping on Takashi’s bike and heading back home, there weren’t many words between us, not till he parked his bike along my driveway, nervous again when I got off and thanked him:

“Hey uh, I just wanted to thank you. I actually really enjoyed the movie and had a good time. I probably wouldn’t have if it weren’t for you, so thank you again.”

“Of course,” He slouched back on his bike a little, scratching the back off his head as he tried to play off, “And I hope you didn’t mind me wrapping my arm around you and calling you babe. I know that’ll be tricky explaining to your friends.”

“Don’t apologize, I didn’t mind at all,” I smiled softly, whispering as I admitted, “It actually made me happy.”

“Oh yeah?” He was surprised by my answer, but propped his arm up on the handlebars of his bike, “You know I care about you Y/N and if I make you happy, how would you feel about going on a real date?”

“A real date?” I never been on a date before and I was talking to myself rather than him, shaking it off so I could accept with a smile, “I’d like that.”

“Since it’s the weekend, how does tomorrow afternoon sound?” Sitting up straight, he smiled more at my nod:

“Tomorrow afternoon is perfect. It’s a date.”

“Sweet, I’ll come pick you up then,” He leaned over to give me a hug that I melted right into, a flustered mess when he kissed my cheek before sitting back down and starting up his bike, winking before he took off:

“See you tomorrow, Y/N.”

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piichuu · 10 months

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♡ SLEEPING ON THE COUCH AFTER AN ARGUMENT

ft. keisuke baji, chifuyu matsuno, takashi mitsuya, ken ryuguji, manjiro sano, shinichiro sano

KEISUKE BAJI

“are you kidding me? you know you can’t sleep without me, so why even try?” he swiftly begins to collect the blankets and pillows you’ve spread out on the couch, carrying them back to your shared bedroom. “we don’t have to talk about anything, just don’t act as if it can’t be solved.”

you sit on the edge of the couch, watching him putting all the blankets and pillows to their old places. sighs and huffs leave him as he moves around in the room, clearly still frustrated after the fight between you two, but he refuses to not sleep in the same room as you.

it doesn’t take too long before you finally enter the bedroom to find him changing into a pair of sweatpants. “if i see you trying to make a bed for yourself there again, i will carry you here next time, so go sleep,” he says as he lays down under the covers, watching as you do the same.

you glance over at him, staying still on your back with your hand outside the blanket, making it easy for baji to reach for it with his own, intertwining your fingers together without saying a single word. he is slightly turned to his side, but his eyes are closed and you can’t help but smile slightly, perhaps you might be able to solve the fight tomorrow or it may already be solved.

CHIFUYU MATSUNO

“hey, we don’t have to do all this, okay? let’s go to bed and talk everything out before we go to sleep,” he kneels by the couch where you’re laying, putting his hand over your shoulder.

your back is turned to him and eyes shut close, trying to stay quiet as he keeps speaking, asking you to join him in your shared bed. maybe it would be for the best? would you ever really be able to sleep without him by your side? how can you even stay mad at him when he’s being sweet towards you even though the two of you were yelling at each other only an hour ago.

eventually, you begin to sit up and look down towards him. he reaches for your hand before leading you into the bedroom so the two of you can lay down beside each other.

“i’m sorry for overreacting,” you whisper as you lay on your side, keeping eye contact with him but he simply shakes his head, flashing you a light smile. “you didn’t, i get why we were both angry at each other, we’ll do better next time we’re frustrated,” he strokes your cheek before leaning in to place a soft kiss to your lips. “as long as we solve it at the end of the day, it’ll always be okay.”

TAKASHI MITSUYA

he tried, he really did try to fall asleep without you by his side, simply because he wanted to respect your privacy and allow you to be in your own little bubble, but he can’t fall asleep. he can barely close his eyes as he can only think about you and how he shouldn’t have raised his voice as much as he previously did. he needs to apologize and beg you to come to bed, otherwise he might break down and cry, not that he would admit it.

“hey baby, i’m sorry for earlier,” he whispers as he sits on the edge of the couch, stroking your leg lightly as you open your eyes to look at him. mitsuya looks back at you for a moment before wrapping both of his arms around your waist and helping you up into a sitting position before pulling you in for a warm hug.

he hides his face in the crook of your neck while holding onto you tightly. “we’re okay, right? i’m sorry for acting the way i did,” mitsuya speaks quietly and you lean further into him, closing your eyes while doing so. “we’re okay, i’m sorry too,” you mumble.

the two of you keep holding onto each other before he opens his mouth once again. “will you come sleep in our bed?” he asks and you smile softly before nodding your head and following him into the bedroom you two share.

KEN RYUGUJI

he sighs as he watches you try to make a bed for yourself on the couch. his arms are crossed and he’s leaning against the wall, eventually rolling his eyes when you begin to walk towards the bathroom to brush your teeth. ken quickly grabs your arm, pulling you towards him so you cannot walk any further.

“you’re not sleeping out here tonight,” he says and you stare back at him, trying to stay mad as the two of you look at each other. “yes i am, you don’t have any control over me.” “i don’t have control over you but i think we both know that we can’t sleep without each other, so stop making a bed for yourself out here and sleep in the same bed as me.”

for a second, he almost looks unsure as he speaks. he bites at the inside of his cheek, waiting for your reply as he keeps holding your arm, afraid to let go. “am i allowed to brush my teeth?” you ask and he nods, loosening his grip on your arm so you can leave for the bathroom and he can get ready for bed. he still doesn’t know if you will decide to join him or not, but he stays hopeful.

ken slides under the covers and looks towards the door right until it opens and you come inside. you don’t say a word as you lay down beside him and he lets out a sigh of relief before moving slightly closer to you, wrapping his arms around your waist like he always does. “i’m sorry,” he whispers as you rest your head on his chest. “i don’t ever want to make you feel like you can’t sleep in the same bed as me.”

you reach for his hand and intertwine your fingers with his, letting out a quiet hum. “i overreacted a little as well, it’s not all your fault. we’ll just do better next time,” you admit and he nods, smiling gently as he holds you as close as he possibly can.

MANJIRO SANO

sleeping in a different room than your boyfriend was much more of a difficult task than you thought. you have come to the realization of how much his tight hugs and warm cuddles helped you fall asleep at night, how comforting they were. no matter how mad you previously were at him, you can’t help but miss him, even though he’s only a room away and fortunately, he seems to be feeling the same.

he doesn’t bother keeping quiet as he walks through the door and into the living room to find you on the couch, eyes wide open. manjiro tilts his head to the side for a quick second before taking a giant leap and jumping onto the couch, landing right on top of you so all the air in your lungs go out.

you can’t help but giggle as he clings onto you, not wanting to be without you for another minute. he places a few kisses to your cheeks before resting his chin on your chest, looking up at you. “never sleep out here again,” he mumbles before poking your cheek. “or i might die.”

he then proceeds to press his lips to yours for a quick kiss and you nod, reaching your hand to his head to gently brush your fingers through his messy blonde hair. “let’s never fight again,” you whisper and he hums in agreement, gripping your shirt as if his life depended on it. “never again. i wouldn’t be able to handle it.”

SHINICHIRO SANO

your boyfriend was never one who would yell at you nor raise his voice whenever you did something he didn’t enjoy. instead he would try to act as if nothing was wrong, not wanting to communicate his feelings and this was something you didn’t like. he always pretended like everything was okay as if he can’t speak to you about his feelings, so you eventually decided to ask him what was wrong and after lots of convincing to speak, he couldn’t take it anymore. he lost it completely, yelling in your face and asking you to leave him alone.

perhaps this was your own fault for pushing him so far, so you decided that it was best to let him be alone for as long as he needed. he never usually snapped like this, so you quickly understood that something must be wrong, but there’s no idea in trying to help him when he doesn’t want you there. so you’re now on the couch, just awoken from your sleep as you turn to your side and notice shinichiro sano sitting on the floor with his head on the edge of the couch.

you shake his shoulder lightly to wake him up and he quickly does, instantly looking up at you with tired eyes and messy hair. you move a little so there’s space for him to lay down beside you on the couch which he quickly does. he puts his arms around you and buries his face into the crook of your neck as tears begin to flow down his cheeks. “i’m sorry, i’m so sorry for yelling at you. i know you just want what’s best for me and i shouldn’t have treated you like that, i’m so sorry,” he sniffles.

“it’s okay, shin. i’m sorry for trying to pressure you into talking, but it really does help if you would communicate your feelings to me. i always want to know whenever you’re feeling down or if there’s something i’ve done that you don’t like. i won’t ever get mad at you for any of that, so there’s no need to hold your feelings back, okay?” you stroke his head and he nods frantically as he grips onto you tightly.

you place a kiss to the top of his head and cup his cheeks so he’ll look up at you. he wipes his tears away and takes a deep breath as you give him a sweet smile. “are you feeling better now?” you ask and he nods. “mhm, thank you. i will make it up to you tomorrow, let’s just cuddle and sleep now, i missed you so much.”

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