Love You Too Much to Leave

Takashi Mistuya x Chubby Fem Reader

A little reassurance from ur boyfriend never hurts ^^

You did the stupid mistake of looking at one fitness influencer than another, and another, and now that's all you see in your social media. You didn't mean to but now that's all you're seeing. Pretty and thin girls. You see how they're so comfortable wearing what you wish you could wear and see how they look so good in them. Fuck, you hate feeling this way. Frustrated, you exit the app and decide to call your boyfriend, Mitsuya.

Mitsuya always knows how to make you feel better. He is your safe space You don't even have to tell him what's wrong, he'll help you either way.

After a few more rings he picks up the phone, "Hey sweetheart. What's up?" he asks as he measures the fabric he's working on carefully.

"Are you busy?" you ask a with a shaky voice. You didn't realize but there are tears in your eyes. Damn it, you didn't want him to know that something was wrong.

Mistuya stops what he's doing and asks you, "Darling whats wrong?" with concern in his voice. You sigh, telling him right now was gonna make you feel worse, so you decide to hold it off for later.

You wipe your tears away "Its nothing love. Right now the only thing I want is to meet with you." A day out will help you forget quickly about these insecurities of yours.

On the other end of the phone Mistuya smiles softly, "Of course baby. I'll come see you in a bit." Happy you thank him and hang up. See he can easily help you forget your worries.

He pulls up at your place with his bike. He goes to you and holds your hands "So whats going on sweetheart. Tell me and I promise I won't be mad."

Wait what?

"Huh? Nothing love, I just wanted to hang out with you." you say a bit startled by his abruptness.

He's quiet for a bit and starts to laugh awkwardly. "Oh. Sorry, it's just on the phone you said you wanted to meet up with me while crying." He rubs the back of his neck "I thought you were going to break up with me." He explains with relief in his voice. "I was worried."

This shocked you. You'd be stupid to leave man like him. He truly is one of a kind and the fact that he thinks you might leave him hurt you a bit. You give him a gentle kiss on his shoulder and smile at him, "Aww love. You don't ever have to worry about that. I love you too much to leave." You hold his hand gently.

Mitsuya smiles back at you and goes to kiss your lips "I love you to sweetheart. Now lets go, I know the perfect place to go." He says holding your hand as he brings you with him towards his motorcycle. He helps you on and puts your helmet on for you before you both speed away.

An amusement park.

He took you to an amusement park, where there are so many people. So many pretty girls. You tried ignoring them, but it was so hard when they were just everywhere. Any other day would've been fine but today seeing them just reminded you of the fitness influencers you would see on your phone. To make matters worse, a lot of them interacted with your boyfriend.

He accidentally bumped into one of the girls and they both smiled at each other and laughed, Mitsuya saying sorry and her telling him it was ok. That girl was pretty. Mitsuya being his cute self as he orders your guys snacks with the cute cashier. That girl was also pretty. Or worse, when you walk out of the restroom and saw a girl with her phone in her hands talking to Mitsuya. She was asking for his number and Mitsuya rejected her kindly. She was pretty too, why did he reject her? The girl walked away and Mitsuya kept waiting for you. When you went to him he happy to continue going on rides with you, but he didn't say what just had happened.

So later that evening when you two were on his bike you couldn't push away those mean thoughts in your head. You shed tears and because of the helmet you were wearing you couldn't wipe them off. Having realized this you tried to stop them but all that just caused even more stress so you stopped trying. You were at a point where you just didn't care anymore.

You make it back home and Mitsuya climbs off. Whenever he takes you anywhere on his bike he always climbs off first and then goes to picks you up and sets you down, then removes your helmet for you. So that's what he did, he put you down and then took off your helmet only to find you with tears.

"Baby?! What happened?!" he asks with a worried expression.

You wipe your tears, "I'm sorry love its just lately I've been feeling ugly and..."

He grabs your arms, "Darling when did this happen?" he asks really worried for you. He thought you were enjoying your time with him.

You might as well tell him now. "In the morning. There were so many fit people in my feed and then at the amusement park" you voice starts to shake "there were so many pretty girls. I saw one try to ask for your Instagram." You sniff and wipe those tears away.

He holds you tightly "Darling listen to me. You're the cutest being I've ever seen. I'm so addicted to just having you to look at, whether that be in person or in a picture. Why do you think I have us as my wallpaper?" You look up at him. He smiles softly, "Its so that I can say 'yes she's my gf' and possibly brag about it to the guys. I show us off don't think I don't." You giggle and he laughs, "They get so annoyed. They're just mad you picked me and not them."

You laugh at his words. Mitsuya smiles as he sees your beautiful smile. "Also, I'm sorry for not telling you about that girl trying to get my Insta, I just figured none of that was worth it cuz it was dumb." he laughs cuz he honestly forgot about that.

Yup that's your Mitsuya. Always knowing how to comfort you. You smile up at him, "Thank you love. I really needed to hear that."

He kisses you shoulder and gives you a soft smile, "I love you to much to leave." Him doing this made you fall in love with him even more. You two kiss in the sunset and look beautiful together.

❝𝑆𝑒𝑥 𝑎𝑖𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒~❞

✰•|ᴛᴀᴋᴀsʜɪ ᴍɪᴛsᴜʏᴀ x ғᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

✰•|ᴛʜɪs ғɪᴄ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴs: sᴏғᴛ ᴅᴏᴍ!ᴍɪsᴛᴜʏᴀ, ᴘᴇᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇs (ᴍᴀᴍᴀs, ʜᴏɴᴇʏ, ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʙᴀʙᴇ.), sʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙʀᴇᴇᴅɪɴɢ ᴋɪɴᴋ, ᴄʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴘɪᴇ, ᴄᴏᴜᴄʜ sᴇx, ᴀɴᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴠᴇʀʏ sᴡᴇᴇᴛ sᴇx ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏᴜʀ ғᴀ�� ᴅʀᴀɢᴏɴ ᴛᴡɪɴ.

✰•|(ᴀ/ɴ): ɪ'ᴍ sᴏʀʀʏ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴠᴇʀʏ sʜᴏʀᴛ ɪᴛ's ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴀ ᴄʜʀɪsᴛᴍᴀs ғɪᴄ ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ, sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴄʜʀɪsᴛᴍᴀs ɪs ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴘᴏsᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴄʜʀɪsᴛᴍᴀs ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇᴅ sᴍᴜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴀᴋᴀ ʙᴀʙʏ<3

✰•|ᴡᴄ: 642

The soft touch of his hands roaming against her body as his hips were thrusting inside of her wet pussy. Moans and whimpers escaping her lips as he shushes her with sloppy tender kisses, trailing them down to her collarbone and chest.

His other hand softly kneading one of her breasts as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear. His hips snapping at a gentle yet steady pace, the tip of his cock hitting all the right places.

“T-taka~…” she mewls as her fingernails scratched at his back making him hiss through his teeth through the sting.

His long lilac hair stuck to his sweaty forehead as his brows were scrunched up in concentration on her pleasure. He was making sure she gets what she wanted and needed. He always put her before himself since she’s his number one priority no matter what.

The world could be burning and he could die but that wouldn’t matter to him because he has to make sure that girl is safe and not anything scratches on her pretty skin.

“‘ts okay mamas…I got ya’..” His breathy voice spoke softly to her as he kissed her, swallowing her moans that he caused.

Slowly, he started to pick up the pace of his hips, moving fasting causing her to arch her back. The smell of sex mixed with the aroma of cinnamon and hot chocolate with vanilla in the air made everything feel perfect.

The cold breeze coming from the closed window as it snowed down, covering everything around it with white ice. The warmth of the fireplace taking over the air as the Christmas movie they had playing on their Tv was long forgotten.

Christmas time was always a special time for both of you but neither of you had the chance to celebrate it together. But, this year is all about spending time and every moment together in the comfort of your home.

He felt her walls clench down on him making him groan. “Careful there babe…I’ll cum too soon if you squeeze your pussy like that~..” a sly chuckle leaving his lips as he continued to fuck her oh so caring but also making sure she gets a nice dick down.

“Taka~..mmgh..m’ gonna cum~!…” She whimpered as her walls tightened around his cock and wrapping her arms around his neck.

“Me too honey, me too…” His hands trailing down and grasping her waist as he pounded into her. The tip of his cock hitting her g-spot causing her to gasp. The nails on his fingers digging into her skin as her tits bounced from the speed of his thrusts.

After a few more thrusts, he throws his head back with a moan leaving his lips as ropes of his hot seed shoots out his tip and into her womb. Her pussy clenched one more time before she ended up squirting all over his lower abdomen and soaking his cock.

He collapsed his body on top of hers, his face buried in her chest as they both were out of breath. His hips moved as he slowly pulled out of her making her whimper at the sensitivity.

He then stood up from the couch and went to the kitchen, coming back with a cup of water and a wet towel. He offers her the water in which she immediately gulped it down out of breath.

The wet towel was slightly cold making her shiver as he wiped her clean then tossing his shirt and boxers on her. He put back on just boxers before wrapping both of their bodies in the fluffy blankets. The credits for the movie now playing on the screen and he held her close to him.

He noticed that she looked pretty much exhausted and softly smiled before leaning down and placing a kiss on her forehead.

“Merry Christmas, my love~…”

-ᴛᴀɢʟɪsᴛ: @reiners-milkbiddies, @melou008, @0fftherec0rd, @simpingfor-wakasa, @aaria-malfoy, @peptox, @carpioassists, @clavds, @dior-and-dietcoke.

©𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐚4𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧-- 𝐃𝗼 𝐧𝗼𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝗺 𝗼𝐫 𝐜𝗼𝐩𝐲 𝗺𝐲 𝐰𝗼𝐫𝐤-- 𝐜𝗼𝗺𝗺𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝗼𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝗼𝗺𝐞𝐝!!

Kat's OG/HC ::: mitsuya would MAKE the teddy bear for the first date thingy.

A/N ::: You. Guys. I'm so giddy about this that you'd think I was the one who just went on a date with Mitsuya. I'm so fucking happy with this - like, I just smiled the whole time I was writing it. Thank you again, @katkitkats for the HC's.

⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣ Funsies ⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣

⍣ I've Been Loving You Too Long // Otis Redding I wholly believe that Mitsuya has a deep appreciation for music and would listen to this song like a dummy who's deep in love. Listen if you want the full effect of the high I got while writing this ⍣

(For the best experience put it on repeat or read really fast lmao - sorry, my sense of timing is horrific).

⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣ TEDDY BEAR PREP ⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣

⍣ Doesn't see the appeal of buying stuff that he can make for you.

⍣ Can make anything he puts his mind to - up to and including a teddy bear.

⍣ Would start out by searching for just the right kind of fabric (I think he'd use minky - so freakin' soft and cuddly and lasts forever and ever if you're good to it - a lot like love 🤔 - it's just insane)

⍣ Works out all the details, drawing out a pattern that he can pin fabric to, cut around the design, sew it together and add the finishing touches then stuff it.

⍣ Hand stitches the bear's arms and legs with an "X" pattern so it looked like "real" stitches, using a special type of embroidery stitch for its little eyes and nose (the nose would be pink and its eyes would be one of each of your eye colors).

⍣ Finally, it would be done a few days before the big first date.

⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣ THE DATE ⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣

⍣ Would pick you up on his bike.

⍣ Has an extra helmet (in whatever your favorite color was because he just so fucking thoughtful I can't stand it) and leather jacket for you if it was cold.

⍣ The reservation would have been made 2 weeks in advance - even though it's at Smiley and Angry's Ramen shop.

⍣ Took the little bear over there the night before because he wants it to be brought out with dessert.

⍣ Wants to impress you by walking in and saying "2 for Mitsuya, please *slips Angry some 💴 for the best seat in the house*.

⍣ Will offer you some of his dish (from his chopsticks/eating utensils!) and ask if you're sure you don't mind giving him a bite of yours, even after you shove it at him - he has 2 little sisters and knows how sacred food can be sometimes.

⍣ Waves at Smiley and Angry to signal he's ready for dessert and the handmade bear to be brought to your quiet little corner/window table.

⍣ Hands you the cuddly snuggly bear and the first thing you notice is not how soft the bear is, but how warm his hands are. You don't want to let go but he seems so proud of this gift that you take it from his hand and hold it close to your heart.

⍣ Tells you about how he made this design and bear specially for you, the fabric was special ordered and it was sewn/hand stitched by him (by the very same warm hands you didn't want to trade for).

⍣ Blushes when he points out the bear's eye color (he didn't even have to see you again or ask anyone what your eye color was because he remembered). You blush back when you tell him it's the first thing you noticed about it.

⍣ Gives you the first, middle and last bite of the cute little dessert the boys whipped up for you two.

⍣ Pays for EVERYTHING.

⍣ Asks what you want to do now - you want to just ride around on some back roads and cling to him - "Go for a ride?" you suggest instead of just prattling off the truth.

⍣ Was praying that you'd say that.

⍣ Smiled so hard when his prayer was answered.

⍣ Rides out to the near middle of nowhere and parks next to an empty field and lays out his jacket for you to sit on while you two stargaze and talk about your interests.

⍣ Catches you staring at him but plays it off like you two just looked at each other at the same time because he was staring at you once and he low-key hoped you wouldn't make a big deal out of it.

⍣ On the ride back to your house, at every stoplight or stop sign he will pat your hands that are wrapped so tightly around his waist and ask if you're "Doing ok back there?"

⍣ Feels his heart skip a beat or two when you just hold him tighter as he takes off again.

⍣ Walks you to your door and stands on the steps below your front porch while still holding your hand.

⍣ Kisses you between your first and second finger knuckle in such a manner that you're so wildly turned on by the gentleness of the gesture that you jump off of the steps and plant a huge kiss on his lips.

⍣ Smiles the whole way back to his place, vowing to never wash his jacket, his hand or his mouth again.

⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣ CUTE BONUS ⍣⍣⍣⍣⍣

⍣ He wrote a little note and sticks it in the center of the bear's belly in all of the batting: "Y/n, I know this is only our first date. But I think you're a really special and beautiful person. I am so excited to see what is in store for us. - Takashi)

@kazutora-kurokawa @southside-otaku @darkstarlight82 @arlerts-angel @viburnt

I just know sex with Mitsuya has to be so powerful! His natural scent is a mixture of vanilla, and ocean breeze, The way he places wet dizzying kisses along your jawline and down your neck and chest. The way he whispers sweet nothings into your ear to soothe you while he’s slowly rocking his hips back and forth in you to make sure you’re okay. The way he stares down at you while you have your arms wrapped around his neck. Your pretty breasts with hickeys all over and down your neck from his addictive suckling on your skin. He takes in your beautiful form and sight and stares directly into your beautiful sparkling eyes. He gets lost into them so easily. He swears you’re the most beautiful girl he has ever seen in his life.

Y’all I’ve been simping hella hard for Mitsuya lately. Also it’s early asf in the morning and I’m horny asf rn. I had to… 🫣

Sleepy mornings Headcanons

Sleepy Headcanons

Part 1 - Part 2

Rindou, Mitsuya, Ran, Mikey, Draken, Emma, Hina

GN

Rindou

If your parents leave very early in the morning to go to work, he will go to your house few minutes after they leave. You wake up to the doorbell or knock at the door. You open the door still sleepy while rubbing your eye so your vision goes back to normal. When he sees you he simply picks you up and holds you while you wrap your legs and arms around him. Then he goes to your room where he lays with you and you two go back to sleep.

Mitsuya

He will go to your class when he’s done with his just to chill with you. If you're sleepy he will tell you to put your arms up. When you do, he will put your arms around his neck, lift you up so your legs wrap around him and sit down on your spot while hugging you all the time. He doesn’t mind if you take a nap like that, he knows studying and socializing can be exhausting.

Ran

Early in the morning, when you're half awake while sleeping on your stomach you ask him to rub your back. He’s half asleep as well, but he will. It might not be as good but he will try his best even if it will wake him up.(It won’t. He’s a heavy sleeper after having to deal with Rindou and his DJ shit.)

Mikey

He either cuddles you through the whole night or spreads all over the bed and probably kicks you out of the bed. Plus snoring like a lot, it's a 50/50 though you might be lucky enough for him to be actually quiet.

Draken

He is always the one to wake up first. Every morning you wake up to him kissing your forehead to wake you up and then giving you the hot drink he made for you. He’s a sweetheart.

Emma

She will cuddle into you so hard you need to wake her up if you want to go to the toilet, but the moment you're back, she’s back to cuddling you. She uses you as her heater specially in the winter. If the summer is really hot to the point it’s too hot for cuddles she will hug your arm instead, almost like it’s a body pillow.

Hina

She likes when you carry her to the bathroom in the morning. You sit her down next to the sink, prepare your toothbrushes and brush your teeth together as well as wash your faces after. Even though she’s fully awake at this point, she will still like to be carried around. She also likes to hug your head to her chest with your arms around her while you two go to sleep. It makes her feel safe.

TR Boys x Bullied! Reader

Genre: Hurt to comfort

Characters: Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, and Baji

Warnings: cursing, bullying, insults, self-harm, mentions of blood

Reader is Gender Neutral

Request

A/N: heyyy luv! I apologize for the long wait of getting to your request. I hope you like it!

Mikey

“Hey! There they are!” one of the bullies said. The leader of the group waltzes up to you with a devious smirk plastered on her face. “Well, well, well,” he says looking you up and down in disdain, “if it isn’t the school’s freak!” she giggles as the rest of the group follows suit. “They’re always all alone, it’s no wonder why they don’t go out,” one of them chimed. Tears began to well in your eyes as the bullies continued their onslaught of insults spewed towards you. You try to push past them in hopes of trying to get out of the situation, only to be yanked by your backpack and thrown to the floor. Gritting your teeth, you reach out to get your backpack, only to have a foot stomp on your hand. You yelp, quick to retract your hand and look up at the scornful face of the girl. “How pathetic,” she spits, eyeing your crouched form on the ground, “I can’t believe Mikey is actually dating a freak like you.” Her words pierced your heart at the mention of your beloved boyfriend. “I bet he’s just doing it out of pity,” she jeers. “That’s not true!” you shout, your voice trembling as you try to defend the little dignity you had left, “he wouldn’t do that!” “Is that so?” she sneers, “No one would date a weirdo like you unless they were crazy!” That was the last thing she said before walking away with the rest of the group, leaving you full of tears and a sore hand. As you gathered your belongings, doubts began to rush through your mind as the bully’s words replayed in your head. Did he really date me out of pity? Am I that dull for someone like Mikey? When it was the end of the day, you walked past the school gates and was greeted by a familiar warm smile and the sound of a revving CB250T bike. “Hey babe! How was-” Mikey was cut off when he saw your bandaged hand and your tear streaked face. You greet him with a small nod, eyes averting his questioning ones as you silently mount his bike while mumbling, “Can we just go please?” He doesn’t press you as to what happened, only obeying your request to leave, thinking it would be best to talk to you when the both of you were alone. When he feels your arms around his waist, he speeds off onto the streets of tokyo. When you reach Musashi shrine, Mikey parks his bike and is quick to get off so he could help you off as well. But instead of taking his hand, you get off yourself while walking past him to the steps of the shrine without a word. He froze for a moment at your sudden coldness toward him, but he was quick to grab  shoulder to stop you. “What the hell happened?” he asked, his seriousness was gentle as he spoke. You shook your head, “I don’t want to talk about it.” “You don’t have much of a choice y/n,” he turns you around, forcing you to meet his stern gaze. Finally, after holding back your tears and heartache, you broke down, gripping Mikey’s shirt as you gave in to him. Slowly, he wraps his arms around your waist while listening to your sobs. When you're done letting everything out, Mikey sits you down on the steps of the shrine with him and gently coaxes you into telling him what had happened. When you do tell him, he stays silent while giving you his full attention, not bothering to ask questions, but just to listen to what you had to say. When you're finished, there’s nothing but a heavy silence between you two until he finally says, “Is that all?” you nod timidly, looking down to the ground as you fidget with your hands. Mikey takes your hands in his own, “Do you wanna know the reason why I’m dating you?” You sniff, using your sleeve to wipe your eyes, “Why?” you croak. He gently cupped your cheek, “Because being around you gives me so much peace of mind. It’s like…the sun shines so much brighter when I’m with you,” he says, his soft voice matching with the strokes of his thumb against your tear-stained cheek. “y/n, don’t listen to what those people have to say because no matter what I’ll always love you.” “Introvert tendencies and all?” you whisper, hopeful eyes searching for his own. He chuckles, “Introvert tendencies and all,” he says, pressing a kiss to your forehead. 

    Draken

“Hey, y/n?” you stopped skipping and turned on your heel to face your boyfriend. “Yes, ken?” “Is-” he pauses, eyes softening at your questioning stare, “is there anything you need to tell me?” he breathes out, shoving his hands in his pockets. Your heart skips a beat, and your ears begin to ring. You were thankful to have such a caring, attentive boyfriend who could sense if something was wrong, but at the same time you cursed at how quick he could pick up on your mood, since you were never the type to take confrontation so easily. “Hmmm, no. Why do you ask?” He walks up to you, frowning slightly as he knits his brows together, studying your features before prying further. “Nothing happened at school?” he questions, watching as you chew on your lip, looking away from him, “Anyone bothering you?” His questions hang heavy on your shoulders as you try to think of a way to change the subject, but nothing comes to mind. At the moment, you basically chewed your lip off raw, tortuous images flashing across your mind as you remembered what your rude, rival classmate had said to you before leaving school with Draken. “C’mon, be for real y/n. A guy like him wouldn’t date someone who can barely handle being around people. You’d just be a burden around him!” fresh tears began to streak down your cheeks as the few sentences settled at the pit in your stomach. “y/n?” Draken takes hold of your face, eyes concerned as he watches you slowly breakdown. “Ken…,” you whimper, sniffling as you choke out words between sobs, “Do you really love me?” Draken’s frown deepens as he listens to your small whimpers. Seeing you in tears broke his heart, and the worst of it all, someone made his poor angel cry. “What kind of question is that?” he wipes your tears with the pads of his thumbs, sighing as he cradles your body into a warm embrace, “Of course I love you. More than you know,” he whispers, gently running a calloused hand through your hair.

           Mitsuya

It has been twenty minutes since Mitsuya has sat you down across from him, but to you it feels like a lifetime has passed by. He’s been eyeing you down, not in a bad way, but in the “you’re hiding something from me and I need to know '' kind of way. Meanwhile, you’ve been chewing on your lip and fidgeting with your fingers behind your back to the point where your hands began to cramp. It was as if you were a child about to get scolded by their mother for something they did. And knowing your motherly-natured boyfriend, the two of you would be sitting there for hours until you finally tell him what’s been bugging you. He knew your weakness and as much as you hated to admit it, you’d have to say something to him sooner, otherwise you’d surely die from the awkward tension. “Are you gonna tell me what’s wrong or do I have to force it out of you like this?” He asks. You grimaced at the thought, your fidgeting quickly escalating to itching your covered wrists as you slightly draw blood from your bruised lips. Tasting the bitter taste of chopper, you swallow thickly as you struggle to face Mitsuya’s prying gaze. “ Nothings wrong,” You mumbled, wincing slightly as you felt the sting from the scratch marks left on your hands. The last thing you wanted was to burden him with your problems at school and have him confront the people responsible for bothering you. You hated confrontation. Just like what he was doing right now. “Something is wrong,” he whispers to himself, taking your hidden hands into his own, glaring at the self-made marks on your delicate hands. “When you’re nervous or scared, you fidget with your hands, even if it hurts you,” he voices. “y/n, who’s picking on you?” he grunts, eyes focused on your scratch-covered hands and wrists as he gently runs his hands over them. Tears prick at the corner of your eyes, threatening to spill at any moment. Why was he so perfect? Why did he have to be such a caring person? How did you catch his eye? All questions were answered with a kiss on your hands and a kind smile being gifted to your teary-eyed gaze. “Don’t cry. I’ll make sure they don’t bother you anymore.” He leans over you, pressing feathery kisses to the salty drops that fall from your eyes. “You knew?” He hums, pulling away to caress your damp cheek. “I always knew. Draken told me. But, I knew you didn’t want me to get involved because you wanted to handle it on your own,” he says, “but when it was getting out of hand, I couldn’t help but ask you about it.” You could feel your heart clench at his truthful words and his concerns. “Mitsuya, I-” “Don’t apologize,” he grins, silencing you with a sweet kiss to your lips, “it's good that you want to handle confrontation on your own. But start out small, like asking your boyfriend for help,” he teases, earning a small smile from you. “Ok.” Smiling himself, he kisses you once more. 

         Baji

“Baji-san!” Chifuyu calls from down the hallway. Baji sighs, turning around to face his concerned friend. “Chifuyu, what the fuck did you do now? It’s my lunch-” “I think something bad is happening to y/n-san,” he gasps, hunching over to catch his breath after running up god knows how many stairs. At the mention of his s/o, Baji is quick to question him, forgetting all about eating his yakisoba lunch. “What happened?” His voice is dark and cold, his whole aura changing in a split second as he imagines all the things he’d do to the people who’d dare even think about hurting his s/o. It’s one thing to mess with a member of his division, let alone a friend of his, but by god Baji would give someone a one way ticket to hell if he heard someone harmed his s/o. Noticing the change in Baji’s tone, the vice division captain straightens up, realizing Baji wasn’t taking any shit at the moment. “I heard a group of y/n-san’s classmates hurting her. I think…I think they’ve been bullying her.” “Where,” he growls, fists balling at his sides as he does his best not to lose his temper. When he finds out everything, all hell breaks loose. His ears were ringing, his blood boiling, his mind going blank with rage as he made his way to your classroom. When he gets inside, he sees you cornered at the back of the classroom with three guys surrounding you. “Are you seriously dating the Baji Keisuke? The first division captain of Toman? What a joke!” one sneers, towering over you with a menacing glare. “A guy like him doesn’t date weak nuisances like you,” another spat. You don’t say anything, too scared to fight back against their insults and dirty looks.“Hey…,” the one in the middle growls, taking a closer step toward you as he reaches out and grips the collar of your shirt, “we’re talking to you. You think you’re all tough, huh?!” he raises his hand, bringing down to your face. Preparing what’s to come you turn your head away, waiting for the pain to bear down on you once more, but instead, nothing comes. Screams and cries of pain filled your ears. The grip on your shirt was loosened. Peaking an eye out, you see all three bullies beaten and bloodied, while a familiar long-haired boy stands in front of you, eyes flashing red with cooling rage with bruised knuckles dabbled in blood. “B-baji?” you squeak, swallowing thickly as your long-haired lover turns to face your shaking form. He’s quick to tower over you, expressionless as he locks his jaw. Before you could blink, you end up in a bone-crushing hug as he mumbles a spew of apologies and scoldings your way. “Jesus, thank god you’re alright. I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you tell me something? What would’ve happened if Chifuyu didn’t tell me you were getting bullied? Would you have let them try to hit you again?” While Baji was caught in his worries, you couldn’t help the smile curling on your lips as you listened to the fearsome member of Toman turn soft in your presence. However, you couldn’t fight the guilt punching you in your stomach. “Sorry Kei, I just…didn’t want you to think I was weak. I-I wanted to handle things sooner but-,” when you try to meet his gaze, he pushes your head into his chest, muffling your words. “Don’t say dumb shit like that, idiot,” he mutters, his grip on you growing tighter, “if you need help then ask. Don’t be a dumbass like Chifuyu. Besides, I’m your boyfriend. It’s my job to protect you. So let me do my damn job.” he sighs, nuzzling his cheek against your hair. “O-ok, but um…Baji?” “Hm?” “Could you, maybe loosen up a bit? I can’t breathe,” you groan, taking in a breath of air as Baji loosens his hold on you. “Ah~gomen babe,” he says sheepishly, a small blush tinting his cheeks. Giggling, you peck his cheek, “Of course, Keisuke.”

Tagged: @hakkai-anon

Series : 100 WAYS TO SAY I LOVE YOU

Inspired by: 100 ways to say I love you

Fandom: Tokyo Revengers

It’s Okay.  I Couldn’t Sleep Anyway

Pairing: Mitsuya Takashi x Reader

Tags: lovers, phone calls, moving together, Hurt/comfort

Tw: paranoia, nightmares, pets dying?

Word count: 1.1k

Note: Hello! Hope you guys enjoy this <3 Wrote this while I was procrastinating. Worth it. sniff. No beta read tho >.>

The steady beep of the phone rang into the night. Mitsuya groaned, tossing to his side as he reached for the nightstand, the light flashing across his screen. He checked the name under his bleary eyelids and saw her name staring back at her. Without hesitation, he swiped the call button to hear her distant breathing through the receiver. 

“Y/n?” He asked, concerned. He sat up on the bed and leaned against his headboard, running a hand through his hair. The house was silent around him save for the occasional vehicle racing past the road. “Y/n?” He tried again. 

“Y-yeah, I’m here.” She answered. And that was all it took for him to recognize the pain laced in those words seeping into the cracks of her voice. It had been two weeks since you two last saw each other. He had been busy with coming up with a new design for his brand while Y/n was engulfed in her own work, making trips to clients and designing presentations and projects to impress the authority. 

“Did something happen?” He asked, softening his voice as his eyes roamed to the alarm clock on the nightstand. 3:45am, it read. 

“No, it’s just-” She sighed, Mitsuya could hear the rustle of the bedsheets as she swung her legs off the bed. He could manoeuvre his way around her house from his memory, he had lived there for most of his time the past couple of years before they had to move around for work. 

“Nightmare?”

He heard the crinkle of mugs, “Yes. I just couldn’t shake the feeling. It’s like…like someone’s watching me.” She gave him a dry chuckle, “I know it’s stupid-”

“No, it’s not.” His voice was firm and soothing. He still remembered the day two years ago when she called him, sobbing her heart out. She had walked home that day like any other day to find her apartment mangled, clothes thrown across the floor, her jewellery missing and her golden retriever lying on the ground, blood gushing from a crack on his head. And the nightmares had begun haunting her daily and Mitsuya moved in. He didn’t hesitate when the request came. It was a vow he had made for himself, to protect her. The nightmares receded, life continued. But the paranoia followed her around like a contagious disease waiting to pounce at any given opportunity. And she still didn’t replace her golden retriever, the feeling of loss and guilt embedded in her mind. “What was it this time?”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” She whispered to her phone and Mitsuya could hear the whirring of her AC as she moved to her living room. 

Mitsuya didn’t push. With her, she opened up when she felt secured, and he always waited, never losing his temper for her to reach out. “Well,” Mitsuya started, swinging his legs off the bed and walking to the living room. Flipping on the light, he searched for a mug to make himself a warm cup of tea. “Something funny happened today,” He said, feeling her smile against the receiver as they fell into their old pattern. He narrated the story about the new trainee he had hired, exceptional talent but awkward social skills. She chuckled when he said how he thought he was another trainee. 

“I don’t blame him, your looks don't give away your age.”

“Why there, thank you,” He smiled, sinking back to his sofa. “What are you drinking?”

“My self esteem,” She answered.

“Chamomile Tea?”

“Chamomile tea,” She confirmed. “And you?”

“Just some random type of tea I grabbed from the grocery store yesterday. It tastes pretty good.”

“For a man who can work like a housewife, your grocery options appal me, Mitsu.”

“Oh shush,” He laughed, taking a sip from his drink. He still remembered them standing in the shopping aisles, she went through each brand, meticulous in her approach while he spotted the thing he needed and dropped it into the cart. Their behaviours varied in some ways, but they still loved the same ice cream, smiled at the kids in the playground, and were reminded of each other whenever they passed a set of swings. 

Reminded each other of the nights they used to sit when her nightmares refused her any sleep. How they ate ice cream in those summer nights sitting close to each other in the glow of their safety net. He loved her so much and he wanted to hold her hand each day and speak those words while they were still tangled on the bed. Maybe, it’s time to focus on their lives a little more. 

Mitsuya heard the sound of a lock bolted in, he placed the cup on the table. “Everything alright?”

“Yeah,” She answered. Mitsuya could imagine her walking back to the bedroom. The nightlight glowing on her worktable. “I miss you.” Her muffled voice said, speaking the words he had been thinking for the past hour. 

“I miss you too,” He answered, staring at his ceiling, reminiscing about all the things they did, all the things they were in her one bedroom apartment. “Do you think it's time? We should move in together, Y/n. We are both better off that way.”

“You don’t have to,” She answered, “The apartment you’re staying in is close to the office. Stay, it’s just a silly nightmare,” Mitusya winced when she forced cheer into her voice. “I can go two, three weeks without them now!”

“If your face is the first thing I’d be seeing in the morning, all that distance would be worth it.” He put the cup in the sink and walked back to his bed. 

“Cringing, give me a second,” She laughed, but there was that fondness he always adored. 

“Shut up,” Mitsuya grinned, falling back to his comfortable bed, but incredibly lonely without her. It was not only for her he thought of moving. A small part of himself yearned to walk back to the little home they’ve created for themselves since the moment he parted from it. He missed her shuffling through the room in the morning wearing his t-shirt. He missed her throwing clothes on the bed to find that one misplaced cardigan. He missed her tinkling laugh when she talked to her mother, her presence beside him on the sofa, watching a movie, eating TV dinners because they were too tired to make dinner. 

In every sense of the word, he missed her. 

“I’m sorry, though,” She yawned, Mitsuya heard the shuffle of her blanket as she pulled it over her head. A habit she’d picked up sleeping alone. “For messing up your sleep schedule like this.”

“It’s okay, I couldn’t sleep anyway.”

“Liar,” Her breathy voice whispered to the receiver, “I love you too.” He listened as her breathing slowed and fell into a familiar rhythm. Smiling, Mitsuya flipped off the light and listened to her breathing, the flutter of her breath. Realizing for the hundredth time, gods he was so in love with her. 

Thank you for reading!

relax / mitsuya

a/n: this is my first (and probably last time lmao) writing smut. i've never written smut bevore so i apologize if this isn't the best. please don't judge me too hard lmao. it's just a scenario that has been in my head for a while now and i thought i'd try to write it. i hope u guys enjoy! :)

!18+! minors do NOT interact!

!! smut, oral -> m!receiving, cum swallowing, a little aftercare, really fluffy nd sweet tho !!

"welcome home takashi." you greet him from the kitchen when he enters your shared apartment. "hi baby." he pulls you into a tight hug and presses a kiss to your temple. you can feel his stiff body relax the second you wrap your arms around him as well. the hug lasts a little longer than usual and you know that he probably needs it, you don't pull away until he does. after a few more seconds mitsuya pulls away and you can finally get a good look at his face. he looks so exhausted and tired, a pout forming on your lips "hard day?" you ask. "mhm, the deadline for that one dress was today." he mumbles and leans his forehead against the side of your head. "did you finish it?" he nods yes. "i did. i had so much to do though. i'm exhausted now." he yawns. once again, you pout at him and take his face between your hands. "why don't you get changed and take a shower, dinner's almost ready." he nods again and kisses your lips a few times, then turns around to head into the bathroom.

after dinner you both got ready for bed, now you're both sitting in bed, resting against the headboard and watching a random movie. his head is resting on your shoulder, his arms wrapped around your waist and a warm blanked covering the both of you. your hand slowly rubs up and down his back, he is so tense. you start to feel bad for him, he's been so busy lately, working much more and longer than usual. an idea pops into your head, when you're stressed, tired and exhausted, mitsuya often gives you head to help relax and relieve some tension so you decide to do the same for him tonight. you carefully remove his head from your shoulder, he questionely looks up at you. "you're so tense, my love. let me help you relax." his head tilts to the side and his eyebrows raise. "how?" you smile at him and sit up on your knees to remove the blanket from both of you. you scoot down a little lower next to his body until you're kneeling next to his thighs and start playing with the strings of his sweatpants. mitsuya understands, a smile spreading onto his lips, he rests his hand against your cheek. "are you sure?" he asks and you nod. "yes, if you want to of course." "yeah." he says and nods. you lean over and up to him and capture his lips into a deep kiss. his hands resting on your cheeks, one of your hands resting on his neck, the other one rubbing his dick through his sweatpants.

the kiss growing needier, his grip on your cheeks getting a tiny bit harder, squishing them together your lips moving faster and more desperate. you don't want to tease him or keep him waiting so you pull away from his lips and start kissing down his jaw, to his neck. mitsuya leans his head back against the head rest and let's put a satisfied sigh. "just relax, my love. let me handle everything." you softly whisper into his ear, leaving a kiss below it and moving your hands down to his sweatpants. he raises his hips a little so you can pull the pants down to his ankles. you waste no time taking his semi-hard cock into your hand and give it a few, slow pumps until it's fully hard. your lips and tongue never leaving his neck and slowly marking him up. you pull away and smile at him "i love you." he smiles back at you and softly replies "i love you too, angel." you crawl between his legs, spit on your hand and take his pretty cock into it. you start pumping it, and play with his balls, mitsuya lets out soft groans and a louder hiss when you finally take him into your mouth. you slowly bob your head up and down, taking as much of him into your mouth as you can, you take into your hand what doesn't fit anymore. opening your eyes, you look up at him, he looks beautiful. his eyes closed, his head tilted back completely lost in the feeling, lost in you. your free hand reaches out for his hand to intertwine it with yours. mitsuya looks down at you with his gorgeous smile, slightly squeezing your hand and his other one cupping your cheek to brush a tear from your cheek that escaped your eye. you close your eyes again and focus back onto sucking him off, bobbing your head up and down a little faster and squeezing the base of his cock and his balls. mitsuya's moans and low groans fill the room mixing in with the sloppy noises of you sucking him off, and the long forgotten show that's still playing in the backround. "fuck. doing so well f'me, baby." he moans out and you hum against his cock, making him slightly twitch. feeling that motivates you to go a little faster and you slightly gag on him. you remove your mouth to catch your breath, still rubbing his cock with your hand. "don't rush, angel. you okay?" he asks. your heart beats faster and you send him a cute smile. he's always so concerned about you, so adorable. "yeah." you reply and lean up to capture his lips into a kiss. "so good to me." he mumbles in between the kiss. "cum in my mouth, taka. cum for me, yeah?" you say after pulling away and move to wrap your lips around him again. bobbing your head faster than before, hollowing your cheeks and massaging his balls to finally get him to cum. mitsuya squeezes your hand, his breathing becomes faster "baby 'm cumming." he mumbles. you move your head faster and moan against his dick, the vibrations sending him over the edge. his cock twitches in your mouth, the warm liquid shooting out of him and hitting the back of your throat. "ah fuuck. oh fuck, baby!" he moans breathless. the last rope of cum hits your tongue and you pull away swallowing every last drop. you sit back up on your knees, wiping your mouth and sending him a sweet smile. mitsuya's head is leaned back, his eyes closed and he's trying to catch his breath. his hand still holding yours, rubbing small circles onto the back of it. you kneel next to him, brushing some of his hair away from his forehead and he opens his eyes to meet yours. "feeling better?" you ask him. he nods, pulls your hand up to his lips to kiss your knuckles. "much better, thank you angel. you're too good to me." you press a kiss to his forehead. "you deserve it. let me clean you up." you say and try to get up. he pulls you closer to him by your hip. "let me repay you." he says and starts kissing your neck. "not today, takashi. you're tired and i want you to rest. you can always repay me tomorrow or some other time. let's get you cleaned up and then go to sleep, yeah?" he nods and lets you get up to walk into the bathroom.

taking a washcloth, wetting it, wringing it out and walking back to mitsuya. you sit next to him on the bed and wipe the cloth over his crotch area and dick, making sure everything is clean. when you're done you catch mitsuya staring at you with so much adoration in his soft eyes. you never fail to make him fall in love with you even deeper. you're so sweet, so good to him, sometimes even too good, he thinks. "raise your hips." you tell him when you're done cleaning him up. he does and you pull his sweatpants back up. "thank you, my love." he says when you get up to put the washcloth back in the bathroom. "of course." you smile at him. in the bathroom, you quickly wash your hands and then walking into the kitchen to get a glass of water for him. when you return to the bedroom, mitsuya's already asleep. he laid down on his side of the bed, blanket pulled up just below his chin and he looks fucking adorable. you walk over to the bed and you don't want to wake him but you want him to drink a little water first. gently, you shake his shoulder "baby." he humms and opens his eyes to look up at you. "i'm sorry to wake you up but could you please drink this first?" a tired smile appears on his lips he, once again, can't believe how sweet you are to him. mitsuya slightly sits up, takes the glass from you, drinks the water and hands the empty glass back to you. you set it down on the small table next to your bed, and finally lay down next to him. "finally." he mumbles, making you giggle. you pull him close to your side, his head hiding in the crook of your neck, tangling his legs with yours and wrapping his arm over your waist. "sleep well, my love." you quietly mumble, kissing his forehead. "i love you, angel." he mutters into the crook of your neck. "i love you too." and a short second later, he's already peacefully and quietly snoring. you press another sweet kiss onto his forehead and fall asleep right after

tags: @peach-m1lk @obitohno @kendraken @softbajis @oikawascutie @kokonoiscoconut

<3 @ playgrl0

Y/n: bro ur literally a criminal.

Mitsuya: I don't understand. Since when?

Y/n: since you stole my heart.

Mitsuya: okay that was smooth.

Y/n: rude, not even 'I love you'

Mitsuya: I love you honey.

Y/n: sir I.

Mitsuya: Ok get back to help me with these uniform.

Y/n: yessir!

I got these characters back to back with the same pull 💀

I just want nahoya why are they giving everything but him :(

Hey, I'm the one who tried to send in an urgent ask. It's really nothing it's just that I've had some issues for a year and it really affected everything from my mental health to my studies and social life. I was recovering well for the past month but unfortunately last week I came to know that i had not cleared any of my entrance exams and hence i can't go to college. Can I have some headcanons with Mitsuya convincing the reader to try again? I hope it's not a bother, thank you so much.

Mitsuya with Reader Who Wants to Give Up

Pairing: Mitsuya x Gn!Reader

Warnings: mentions of poor mental health, wanting to give up, failing important exams

Genre: Comfort

Post-Type: Headcanons

Word Count: 810

Summary: In which Mitsuya finds out that you failed your College Entrance Exams and tries persuading you to try again until you pass!

[A/N: Hey nonnie <3 I know how discouraging it is to fail, but please know that just because you didn't pass these exams now, doesn't mean you yourself are a failure. Exams are stupid, they pretty much test how well you can memorize information rather than test how qualifying or intelligent you are. Take your time to feel whatever you feel as it's important to let all your emotions out, so if you're feeling sad or frustrated, let it all out don't hold back. But once you have, please try again! I'm sorry you had to go through this especially as you were trying to heal from the state your mental health was in not long ago. but I'm praying things get better for you. In the meantime Mitsuya and I are rooting for you to push forwards and try again :). Hope you enjoy these headcanons <3]

Mitsuya:

Failing is always hard and very discouraging on an individual

So when you failed your entrance exams, you became very discouraged to try again, wanting to just accept the fact that you couldn’t go to College anymore

Mitsuya noticed your change in demeanor straight away

He knew the struggles you had in the past with your mental health and how big of a toll it had on your studies and social life

He saw how hard you worked to get yourself out of that pit that held you down, and he was there with you if ever you needed him

But you still weren’t able to prepare enough, after all the damage to your academic life had been done, to successfully pass your entrance exams

Having just recovered, not clearing your exams really took a heavy toll on you and instead of being more optimistic and hoping to try again, you shut everyone out and completely gave up

Mitsuya couldn’t just stand by and watch this happen of course, so he’d sit and have a conversation with you once you’ve had your chance to sulk a bit

He knows how hard of a worker you are and he doesn’t want you to give up on your future just like that, he wants you to fight

You’ve been fighting your mental health for a few months now, but he wants you to continue fighting

You’re extremely strong mentally, to be able to go through what you went through and still sit down for such big exams, so he wants you to give it another shot after having more time to prepare without all the extra pressures of your mental health holding you back

“I know it’s discouraging to fail, and you might not feel like it’s worth it to try again. Perhaps you think you’ll just fail again which will make you feel even worse, or you don’t want to put in the effort again, but I know you Y/N. I know how intelligent and driven you are. Don’t let this little dip in the road throw you off balance. I know if you try again you can pass with flying colors. I’ll even be there to help you out with your studying if you want me to, just please don’t give up yet.”

He’s very desperate to not have you give up, because he knows once you do, you’ll go down that long spiral into your own head again and your mental health will deteriorate once more, he didn’t want you to go through that again after how hard you worked to heal

But Mitsuya is patient–he’s willing to give you your space to think it over, but he will encourage you everyday to try again, and to keep trying until you pass

He’s a firm believer of perfect timing so he’d probably try and convince you that you didn’t pass this time for a reason

“Maybe it just wasn’t your time to pass these exams. Maybe in a year's time when you do pass you’ll be in classes with a new friend who will change your life for the better. If you were to have passed now, you would never have gotten the chance to meet them!”

“Yeah, but you don’t know that,” you reply

“Yeah, well you don’t either. It’s still possible,” he insists

Mitsuya is very persistent and he will go to all lengths to persuade you into trying again; he might even get a little annoying about it, but it’ll all be worth it when you do try again

Aside from his persistence though, he is your biggest support system after you fail your exams, he’s very understand and encouraging; the last thing he’d ever want to do is make you feel worse about it

I don’t picture Mitsuya as a very cuddly guy, but as he’s speaking to you, I imagine him throwing an arm around your shoulder and having you lean against his shoulder as he plays with your fingers with his free hand, speaking to you in a soft, reassuring voice sorry I had to add this, but I didn’t know where so APOLOGIES if this comes out very randomly ENAKNFE

If you do decide to try again, he’d be with you every step of the way; from studying together, to looking over your practice exams, and to eventually giving you a ride to the testing site, he’s your biggest cheerleader

Even if you do try again and still don’t pass, he’ll still encourage you to try again, NO QUITTERS IN THIS HOUSEHOLD, he knows you're better than that

When you do pass though, get ready for a huge celebration from him–anything you want, he’d get it for you, so look forward to that!

You got this, he knows you do, so have a little faith in yourself too. Never give up.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN :D

Posted: 10/13/2022

Hello hello! May I request for some angsty headcanons for the tokyo rev boys with estranged friend reader who they cut ties with cause they lived two opposite lives (and is secretly jealous of each other) BUT the prob is they always see each other in school busy being a delinquent and the other being an overachieving goody two shoes. Thanks you in advance ❤️❤️❤️

Genre: Angst

TW/CW: Jealousy, hurtful comments, mentions of/reader suffering from burn out, mentions of the stage of grief: denial, cursing, reader kinda gaslights herself in Baji's part

Characters Included: Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, and Baji

A/N: heyy Anon! I am so, so, so sorry for the wait, thank you so much for being patient! This one's for you, enjoy!

Part 1 Part 2

Mikey:

You and Mikey were childhood friends and from anyone’s point of view, it was obvious the two of you were close. However, things became different when Toman was formed. Slowly, you and Mikey began to drift apart. You tried to make the little friendship you both had last, but it was all futile. The last thing Mikey said before he severed the few strings between the two of you was, “You’re useless to me. You’ll only hold me and Toman back, so it's best if we go separate ways.”

After that day, you had been in complete denial that Mikey ended the bond between the two of you.

You tried calling him and looking for him at school, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Overtime, you would try to get over him, seeing how maybe he was right and that things just wouldn’t work out between the two of you since both of you were striving for completely different things in life.

That’s what you try to tell yourself at least.

As a way to distract yourself, you’d put in 100% of your effort into your academics to the point where you would constantly suffer from extreme burn out.

You began to distance yourself away from all your other friends, and eventually be hated or envied by most of your peers.

Meanwhile, you hadn’t noticed that Mikey had been watching you from a distance, making sure no one dared lay a finger on you.

“Once a good-girl, and always will be a good girl,” he whispers to himself, a smug smirk growing on Mikey’s face as he watches from afar as you become engrossed in your new assignments while walking back home.

Draken: 

“W-what?” you asked, stumbling back a bit as you try to process what Draken had said. Sighing, the tall male takes a big step toward you, shadow swallowing your own as he bores his cold eyes down on you. “I don’t want you around anymore,” his words once again sting you like you’ve just been slapped across the face, “all you do is focus on school, whatever happened to the fun, pretty girl I used to know? You’re no fun anymore”. Tears began to well in your eyes, but you force them back, not wanting to show any weakness to your new-found enemy. “You know what,” you grit out, holding his stare, “I wouldn’t want to be around a thug like you anyway! You’ll just get me in trouble and ruin my life!” You spat, swinging your backpack onto your shoulder as you shove past him.

Oh, you would definitely show him that you would be just fine without him around.

The moment you got home you lost his number and wiped away any traces of him. From burning pictures of the two of you together, to dumping all of his belongings in the trash.

Time passes and your in high school, currently class president and ranking #1 when it comes to test scores.

Meanwhile, Draken was rarely seen in school, too focused with Brahman and bikes, and sometimes secretly keeping watch of you.

Most of your female classmates didn’t have much respect for you, too envious of you after seeing how you had both beauty and brains. However, most of the boys in your class would constantly drool for you, and even go so far as to do everything you asked them to when needed. 

This fact had Draken livid.

Every day he was forced to watch some random guy (usually from quite a good background in comparison to himself) try to impress you or find a reason to talk to you, and it’d have his blood boiling as he watches from the sidelines. And to top it off, you’d entertain them and go along with the little game they were playing, including flirting with them.

However, what Draken didn’t know was that his “secret spying” wasn’t much of a secret at all, since you’ve known he’s been watching you for quite a long time.

Ever since that day, you promised you’d do everything in your power to hurt him like he hurt you. You wanted him to suffer. And what better way to do that when you have the power to make him see how much of a treasure you are after throwing you away like garbage? Maybe he’ll learn a lesson after your done tearing down his pride.

Mitsuya:

“You know… it must be hard having to balance a life as a part time babysitter, being a delinquent, AND running the school’s sewing club,” you say with fauxed concern as you eye Mitsuya from the doorway of where he worked in the classroom. “What do you want,” he scowls, refusing to meet your gaze as he continues with his work on the sewing machine. Humming you slowly walk over to him, eyes scanning over his focused orbs and his terrible posture. “It’s useless,” you state, using the heel of your foot to turn off the extension plug of where the sewing machine was powered by, “you’ll never beat me Mitsuya, so just stick to being a scummy thug and leave the sewing club to me.” “Get. Out.” he growls, finally lifting his head up to face you. "Oh come on, taka-chan~," you coo, leaning slightly over the table, "that's no way to treat a former friend."

The two of you were close when you both were kids, and when you both had discovered a similar passion for sewing, it was no surprise that you two had clicked immediately.

As you two grow older, you and Mitsuya began to grow apart due to his sudden interest in delinquency, while you strived to become a successful fashion designer in the future.

But what really broke the two of you apart was when you both had competed in a small fashion competition, which resulted in Mitsuya winning first place.

From then on, you had despised Mitsuya, seeing how not only he wanted to be a delinquent but also become a successful designer as well.

When Mitsuya became the sewing club president at your school, it only added more fuel to the fire, and it was safe to say that the whole school knew about the little rivalry between the two of you.

When you would happen to pass each other in the hallways or if you would just happen to stumble around the corner where the sewing club is, you’d peek through the glass to see him helping the club members that admired him as they worked on different projects.

You would often curse yourself as your mind wonders as to what things would have been like if you and Mitsuya had still been friends. 

On the other hand, when Mitsuya would work on projects of his own, he would always have the thought of you and him working side by side and would think that if he had time machine to see what went wrong, he’d fix the pasts mistakes in order for you and him to still be together.

Baji:

“Just what the hell were you thinking Baji?!” you shout, a mixture of anger and concern settled in your tone as you look at your bruised faced friend that was completely relaxed as he settles into your couch. Baji rolls his eyes scoffing,“It’s not that big a deal, I only got punched once.” “Not a big deal?” you repeated, folding your arms, “Baji we were just walking home and the next thing I know you're suddenly getting into a brawl with a fucking gangster twice your age, that is more than a big deal!” you shoot back, pacing back and forth in your living room as you rub your temples to try to soothe the headache coursing through your brain. “Yeah? Well it doesn’t mean much to me, because unlike your goody-two-shoes-self, I know how to take a fucking hit,” he defends, standing up to close the distance between the two of you which causes you to halt in your action, “your overreacting, it’s not like you were the one fighting,” he spits, glaring down at you. “You know what,” you growl, your piercing gaze challenging his own, “if you think I’m overreacting so much because I'm worried about you, then go ahead and find someone else to leave you to get killed!”

After the argument you two had, you stopped seeing each other from then on and decided to live the different lives you both wanted.

Baji had gotten into more fights since then on, and every time he tried to clean himself up (and end up having to call chifuyu or his mom) he’d think of the times you used to dress his wounds.

Baji would pass by the nurse’s office with Chifuyu tailing behind him and he’d watch from a distance as you would help nurse a fellow classmate while scolding them about being careful and taking care of themselves.

Seeing you happy with others and scolding your friends once in a blue moon struck a nerve with Baji, seeing how you're doing fine without him, meanwhile he could barely wrap a bandage around his finger. 

Meanwhile, you would wonder as to how Baji was doing without you.

When you would study by yourself or help out a friend, you’d think of all the good times you’d have when you would have to constantly help Baji with his homework.

But, when you’d feel yourself missing him or thinking about him, you would remind yourself about the argument you had with him and would tell yourself that it was for the best since he clearly didn’t value how much you had cared for him

Happy birthday Mitsuya I hope you’re getting the sloppiest, soul sucking, insanely incredibly, down right dangerous head rn bc you deserve it <333