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He Might Be The Love Of My Life







he might be the love of my life
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More Posts from Aurorakingsley
âGONNA SHOW HIM YOUâRE MINE.â

WINDBREAKER BOYS + LOVE BITES. ft. togame jo, hayato suo, kaji ren, sakura haruka, & umemiya hajime x f!reader
filled request: âCan I request for umemiya, sakura, suo, and kaji where they see reader with another guy friend and they get jealous because the guy is being flirty and obviously trying to make moves but reader is dense so then the boys give reader a hickey for the first time to show that reader is taken??â
mdni ! suggestive. 1.5K WC ; added togame ! :>

TOGAME JO. pet name âdollâ used!
âhim again?â
you adjust the straps of your top before twisting and turning to get a better look at your outfit. âmhm,â you hum in response, âsaid he needed help asking someone out today. iâm gonna help pick the flowers.â
togame's eyes narrow a bit at the obvious intent of your friend. it didnât help that you really didn't have a single clue in the world, and on top of your obliviousnessâ you're dressed so cute.
the combination was just a recipe for disaster, and he wants to finally put an end to it today.
âahâ what are you doing?â you yelp when he suddenly tugs at your wrist, pulling you off balance as you stumble and fall onto his lap. his arm comes to loop around your waist before you can even stabilize yourself, hugging you tight against his chest.
âtogame, let go,â you whine, âiâm gonna be late!â
âdon't wanna.â
the casualty of his tone makes your eyebrow twitch. he almost sounds bored with how slow the words come out of his mouth, and despite that fact, his arm doesnât seem to budge at all when you try and push against him.
âplusâŚ..â heâs choosing to ignore your efforts to move himâ or he just doesnât notice them in the first place, âyou donât need to meet with a guy like that anyway.â
âand why is that?â you retort, arms crossing in frustration as you give up and resort to simply glaring back at your boyfriend. "..are you jealous?"
"course i am, doll" he lulls, fingers pulling your topâs strap out of the way before his lips attach themselves to the side of your neck, sucking at the skin as you shiver. his hand tilts your jaw to the side, giving him the space he needs to better suckle and kiss your neck.
you canât help the little noise that slips out when he releases the skin with a loud pop, exhaling deeply against you before peppering kisses beside the dark mark he's given you.
âcan't stand when guys are tryna get at what's mine.â

HAYATO SUO.
âthat friend of yours..â suo coos against the shell of your ear, âreally likes you, doesnât he?â
he's looming right over you, his familiar smile looking a little different today when his arms are caging you right beneath him, and you suck in a sharp breath when he leans down, tassel earrings tickling the sensitive skin of your neck.
âh-huh? he does?â your voice comes out a little breathless from the way his lips are just barely hovering over your skin.
âhe does. you couldn't tell?â
in any other situation, he would think your innocence would be endearing. but after watching your friend get all close to you like that, holding your hair up and then fixing your necklace for youâ he couldn't help it. a part of him is thankful for how steady his voice comes out, because you'd never be able to guess that just below his calm exterior- he was absolutely fuming with jealousy.
âno, i didn't know,â you whisper, âbut you know i would've turned him down if he said anything-â
âi can help with that,â he interrupts, tone sweet and soothing. he plants a kiss just below your ear, his breath grazing your ear, and it sends a shiver straight down your spine.
âh-how?â you squeak.
you can feel him smile against you before his hand comes to tilt your head to the side, exposing more of your neck for him. âjust like this,â he whispers before he's taking a sharp inhale, lips latching onto you as he sucks harshly.
the noise that comes out of you riles him up even more. he's sucking harder before he even realizes, calm demeanor crumbling just a bit when he hears the noises youâre making just for him.
you think you felt his teeth graze your neck for a second when he releases the skin, pulling back a bit to admire the mark heâs left on your neck.
"it's a good idea, right? turn your head the other way for me now."

KAJI REN. calls you âmy girl.â
âw-what's wrong, kaji?â you manage to stammer between kisses, âyou're a lot rougher todayâ something on your mind?â
he pulls back a bit when your hands tug at his hair, a part of him content when he sees the way your lips are slightly swollen, your mouth parted to catch your breath as your chest rises up and down from the intensity.
there was a lot on his mind, but marking you up was at the forefront of his brain. he could already tell that only kissing you just wasnât gonna cut it after all thatâs happened today.
ââs fine,â he mutters before heâs back on top of you, his lips roughly latching onto the skin just beneath your collarbone, sucking at the skin as you gasp above him. âoh- t-that feels good,â your voice comes out as a breathy sigh, âare you⌠mad still?â
âmad at that friend of yours,â he growls against your skin, pressing a quick kiss onto the mark until he's moving onto another part of your neck, lips hovering just below your ear. âhe was tryna get at my girl right in front of me.â
âi'm sure he wasn'tâ ah!â you gasp when his arms wrap around your middle, pulling you flush against his body as he tilts his head to better nestle into the crook of your neck.
âgot me pissed off just seeing him looking at you like that,â his teeth graze against your skin when he sucks particularly hard, âgonna make sure heâll get a nice and close look at these next time.â

SAKURA HARUKA.
kissing sakura is much, much different today.
heâs roughâ hands trailing along your back, sending an shiver straight down your spine as he deepens the kiss, breaths mingling with urgency. the way heâs kissing you so desperately today has little gasps escaping your lips, which do nothing but encourage him to touch you more.
"f-fuck," he gasps between kisses, pulling back to inhale sharply before your fingers come to tangle in his hair, pulling him right back into you.
âsomeone's in a bad mood.â you giggle, and he scoffs in response, a dusting of pink over his cheeks. ââm not mad.â
"you sure? what's got you so worked up?"
and he hates that he doesn't know. he doesn't know what this feeling is, so he has no idea how to get rid of it. all he knows is that it didn't feel nice when he saw your friend all up over you.
it should've been him insteadâ he thinks. and all he wants now is to have you.
your breath hitches in your throat when his lips begin to trace a path down your neck, pressing wet kisses between each inch of skin. âi don't know,â he admits through a deep blush, âjust wantâŚthis.â
just thinking about the earlier events makes his blood boil again, and it shows in his next kiss. he accidentally sucks at your neck for a moment, and a lewd moan slips right through your lips.
your hand slaps over your mouth a moment too late, and he freezes in place, deep blush spreading to his ears at the sound. heâs never heard you never make that noise before.
"d-don't stop, sakura,â you urge, tugging at his hair, âfeels good.â
he pulls back a bit to roughly shake his head, shake off the irritating blush before his eyes finally flicker towards the subtle mark heâs left on your skin. itâs a deep shade of purple, and something about it makes him feralâ it scratches at the itch heâs had all day.
he doesnât think heâll be stopping anytime soon, at least.
âf-fine,â he growls, âturn your head.â

UMEMIYA HAJIME.
umemiya sighs when your phone buzzes again, the sound catching your attention as you scroll to check your messages again. you're leaning back against ume's chest when you open it, letting him rest his head on your shoulder with a dramatic pout.
"he's tryna steal you away from me," he whines, arms hugging tightly around your core. "s no fair."
how you were able to reduce bofurin's strongestâ the one standing at a staggering 6â2 to a needy little puppy is beyond him. but in his defense, he thinks he's been waiting for your attention for ages by now.
it seems like the second you're finally putting down your phone to turn your attention to him is the exact moment your friend decides to send yet another message, your phone buzzing from the notificationâ and your attention shifts back to that guy just like that.
it's a never ending loop, and he's getting desperate.
âhe's not, ume,â you mumble, fingers clicking at your screen. âhe's just my friend. and heâs asking to get dinner with everyone tomorrow.â
you don't notice the way his bottom lip pokes out in a pout, eyes then narrowing into a glare directed at your screen before he's pulling you a bit closer to himself, arms holding you impossibly tighter against his chest.
it was really not fair.
it only takes a few more seconds of pouting before his eyes suddenly flicker to the bare skin of your neck, and he perks up when he thinks of an idea. a great idea.
â..you gonna go with them? tomorrow?â
you give him a nod, and if umemiya had a tailâ it would be wagging now. his lips start to excitedly ghost over your skin, taking in the scent of your perfume, and his gaze is focused and intentional as he tries to gauge your reaction.
nothing, so far.
so he presses an experimental kiss onto your shoulder, eyes watching you closelyâ and still nothing. you only perk up a bit when he finally decides to proceed with his plan and takes the skin in his mouth, sucking at it for a bit before releasing it with a lewd pop.
"umeâ d-did you just leave a mark?â
âi did,â heâs grinning now, staring at the mark he's leftâ and he thinks it's surprising dark for how gentle he was. it was only the first one tonight, after all.
âwant another one?â

simon swore up and down heâd never want kids, he was certain heâd end up just like his old man and he would rather die than let a child grow up how he did. he tells you, âlook at the state of me, yeah? not exactly father material, am i? iâm tapped in the head, âts not fair to give a kid any of that.â as he taps his temple with his pointer finger.
years pass, and those words echo in your mind as he holds your chubby baby in his rough hands, one gently splayed on their soft tummy while the other supports their head. heâs gently suspending your baby in the air, mimicking helicopter noises as they squeal and giggle happily. simon has the biggest grin on his face as your 3 year old begs him to let them have a turn as a rileycopter, small hands tugging on his cargo pants with pouty lips.
not exactly father material, simon? you beg to differ.
palette
hajime umemiya x graffiti artist!reader only a little snippet, but it might become bigger later, word count: 899
you were at home right here with the collection of paint markers and aerosol cans at your feet. your free hand adjusted the filtration mask on your face as you sprayed a nonsensical pattern onto the wall using a fluorescent green so bright it almost hurt your eyes. as you began to draw on the concrete wall using a black paint marker, you felt the sneaking suspicion that eyes were on you.Â
that was odd.Â
you did mostâhell, all your graffiti work in the dark of night, hidden from sight. youâd been chased off by a few townsfolk when you were tagging signs or walls in broad daylight, which you supposed was fair. you were technically doing something utterly illegal, after all. but you kept at it at night, painting flowers and animals, or just random letters onto whatever surface you could.Â
bofurin boys often covered it upâas was their right, too, you supposed, but it always irritated you when youâd come back around and find work youâd slaved on all night be covered up with a fresh layer of white paint.Â
but back to the feeling that you were being watched.Â
âwhoâs there?â you call out, pulling off your filtration mask slightly.Â
âso youâre the one doinâ all those green tags!â a boisterous voice said, and you felt a sudden presence right behind you. you whirled around, dropping your black paint marker across the floor, wincing as it skittered across the alleyway. âdid you know that this taiyaki place has called us every day for a week about the graffiti?âÂ
fuck. you did know that voice. hajime-fuckinâ-umemiya, leader of the bofurin, who had essentially annexed and reformed furin high school by force. not only were they vigilante heroes of justiceâthey also practically were civil servants that served the communityâand now their fucking leader was staring at you with a strange, open look in his eye.Â
he wasnât even dressed in his furin uniformâyou think youâve seen it a few times, the whistling long coat that he wore out on patrols with some of the other furin boys. despite it all, he somehow had that sort of aura of warm authority about himâpaired with a brilliant and curious smile on his face.
âso what?â you ask defensively.Â
âyou do know the graffitiâs illegal, right?â umemiya questioned, raising an eyebrow as he walked over to where your marker had skittered across the floor, picking it up. âyou could be put in jail for up to five years, you know!â he flipped the marker around, holding it out to you.Â
âlike i need someone from furin lecturing me about that,â you say, taking the marker back from him. umemiya seemed to deflate a little, almost like a sad puppy, upon your very subtle furin insult, so you hastily add a, âno offense.âÂ
âmm. i get it, i get it! i do. all the work i did to rehabilitate bofurinâs image doesnât mean much when people remember how dangerous it was before,â umemiya says sheepishly, rubbing at the back of his neck. âbut! i figured iâd come around the taiyaki shop at night, see if there was some repeat offender doing the graffiti, and here you are!âÂ
umemiya spreads his hands magnanimously, and you can see how worn and callused his hands are from years spent brawling against other students. there was no way he was going to start fighting you, rightâ?
âi just wanted to ask you to stop,â umemiya says. âi mean, i respect your artistic visions! i always thought it was a waste to paint over your worksâi remember one time you did this bright yellow rabbit on a blue moon, very cool, by the wayâandââ
huh?
âi really like your art! i was wondering, if maybeâŚâ
you held your paint marker, watching umemiya seemingly steeling his nerves for a momentâ
âdo you want to come to furin and paint? thereâs a lot of graffiti already, and most of the time when we patrol we never use the classrooms anyway, so if it was anonymity you were worried about, thatâs coveredâand plus, at night, youâd still get a lot of time to do whatever you wantââ
â⌠youâre offering me a place at your school to justâpaint?â you ask confusedly, raising an eyebrow.Â
âwell, yeah!â umemiya says. âi mean, itâs a waste to paint over your hard work, right? itâs different than the other tags.â
â... is it?â you ask, staring at your half-finished graffiti, joining other fresh tags on the wall.Â
âwell, iâm not really sure if i fully believe in the idea that art carries intentionâbut iâd like to think yours does! and itâs kind. and i think thereâs people at furin who might appreciate it.âÂ
âwellâŚâ
you sigh, running a hand through your hair.
âwell, okay,â you say. âbut if anyone tries to start somethingââ
âplease,â umemiya says. âweâre not animals. itâll be great to have you.â and then he holds out his hand to shake, and you stare down at it.
are you really doing this?
umemiyaâs expression is bright, warm.Â
you shake his hand.Â
his grip is firm, his thumb squeezing the space between your index and thumbâand you laugh with a hint of exasperation in your voice. here you were, pulled right into umemiyaâs thrallâlured in by him like a sweet siren song.
âfine. see you tomorrow, then,â you mutter, your cheeks heating up.
##. MY HEART'S GOING LUB-DUB

⥠things he has said that flustered you.
⥠contents and warnings: established relationships, mentions of making out (nirei), mentions of marriage (sakura), readerâs ears are pierced in suouâs, mild, mild, possessiveness in suou's but not really đ§
⥠characters: sakura haruka, nirei akihiko, suou hayato (x gn! reader)

Anyone who knows SAKURA HARUKA probably knows that contrary to the delinquent facade he puts up, he is actually quite innocent. A little naive, if you will, blushing at every show of romantic affection. And everyone in Boufuurin knows thatâs why heâs become subject to Suou Hayatoâs teasing when the brown haired boy needed a good chuckle. And of course, you, as his very lovely partner, had to also jump on the bandwagon of endearingly poking fun at your boyfriend.Â
âYâknow, Haruka, you should stop me or else Iâm gonna get carried away and keep teasing you even after we get married!â This was a sentence you often say for laughs after you had yet again successfully made Haruka agitated and his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red, all the way up to his ears. Granted, the first time he heard it he couldnât look you in the eye for two whole days at the mention marriage (itâs not that he doesnât like it, in fact it was because he likes it a little too much that he couldnât even make eye contact without imagining you in fancy white attire). But now, he barely bats an eye at it now with how often you say it. But today, itâs evident that that particular sentence had poked at someoneâs curiosity as you can sense someone staring at you as you banter with your boyfriend.Â
âYou know, Sakura-kun, I barely see you reacting to... that. Youâre really planning to marry them in the future, huh?â Ah, it's Suou again. His soothing voice drips with mischief, the purpose of his question is obviously to tease his heterochromatic eyed peer yet again. Harukaâs features morph into one of confusion, brows furrowed as he turns to face his vice captain.Â
âHah? What are you talking about?â Haruka inquires like suouâs question is the most ridiculous question in the world. If you didnât know any better you would have thought suou was asking him if he believed pigs could fly, or if the earth was actually a hexagon.Â
(Of course, you canât lie, suouâs question made you nervous despite how lighthearted he said it. Your self consciousness has already prepared itself for a heartbreak trip as you await your boyfriend to continue his response.)
âWhy would I date someone I donât intend on marrying?âÂ
Ah, now itâs your cheeks that are heating up.Â

âAre you done?â The only answer SUOU HAYATO offers to your inquiry is a focused hum. His hand fumbles with the earring, his earring, as he tries to carefully slide the hook into the small hole on your right earlobe. Though, you have to say, you have nothing particular to complain about as you wait for your boyfriend to put the earring on you. After all, youâre getting the privilege of being in the front seat staring at Suou Hayatoâs face as he carefully tries to put the earring on you. Lips pursed and eyes squinted a little, he looks extra handsome when heâs focused, you note.Â
âJust need to secure them with the back. And... done!â he heaves out a breath as triumph takes over his features, pulling back slightly to admire his (hardly) hard work. His lips stretch into a smile, satisfied at how the red and yellow of his earring highlights your features more.Â
âHow does it look?â you feel quite nervous as you wait for his reply, shyly peering at him through your eyelashes. Being so close, you have the advantage of watching closely for any twitch of his features that might indicate satisfaction, dissatisfaction, anything that can indicate what kind of reaction heâs going to emit.Â
You twitch slightly at the sensation of his pointer finger and middle finger grazing your chin, touch gentle as he settles them there. You swear you see something flashing in his usually gentle ruby eyes. Something akin to satisfaction, or, even, possessiveness. But you don't comment on it. He moves your head from your side to side as if to examine you thoroughly. (he quietly notes how cute you are for compliantly moving your head.) Itâs only when you feel the earring faintly brushing against your right shoulder that you become hyper aware of how empty your left ear feels without an earring weighing it down. You also become hyper aware of the fact that the earringâs pair is still dangling from his left ear, eyes instinctively flitting to it. Your cheeks begin to heat up. Oh, itâs almost as if youâre wearing a couple ite-
He interrupts your thought before you can finish it.
âI quite like it, itâs pretty on you,â his voice breaks your train of thought. His smile is quite literally dripping with mischief, and now you can clearly see it. The tint of greed in his eyes is back as he moves his fingers that were formerly resting on your chin to stroke at the earring on your ear. His composed facade would have fooled you if it werenât for the words he utters next.
âIt gives off the feeling that youâre mine.âÂ
Oh he likes it, alright. Too much, maybe.

âSorry. Dâyou need a break?â NIREI AKIHIKOâs voice is devoid of any teasing lilt, instead dripping with concern as he gazes at you through his eyelashes, eyes half lidded and cheeks flushed with a pretty tint of pink.Â
Itâs not the words by themselves. Itâs the fact that heâs saying those words in this kind of situation. By this kind of situation, you mean with you perched up on his lap, legs splayed on either side of his thighs as he lay seated on a couch beneath you. He had uttered those exact words after what felt like 10 minutes straight of kissing
(it hadnât even been 5 minutes, but you could barely think with how clouded your mind is).Â
His question was thoroughly leaking with worry, caramel orbs boring through you as he awaits your reply. You wanted to say yes, hell, your lungs were begging you to say yes as they heaved desperately yes. You have to give your boyfriend credit, though. Sweet like always, he had noticed he had gone a little too far when he felt your lips part with breathless whines on his, and had asked if you needed a time out. Though, you donât think heâs aware of how his voice shakes with want, or how his fingers that are resting on your hips squeezed hard like he was trying to ground himself, or how his eyes are swirling with something akin to need.
(or how he barely sounded apologetic when he apologized, and you suspect itâs because his pride soars with the knowledge that heâs the one making you breathless.)
âNo,â youâre surprised at how hoarse your voice sounds, though, that is to be expected after you quite literally just had your breath taken away. Your thumb reaches out to swipe at his quivering bottom lip, gleaming with saliva and a little swollen from pressing against yours repeatedly. He leans into your touch, and you gulp away the feeling of your tugging heartstrings. âKeep kissing me, lover boy.âÂ
And as he lurches forward to clash your lips together again, the last thought that etches on your mind was that he really should put this on his resume: Nirei Akihiko, 16, not good at fighting (yet), hella good at kissing.Â


