Hi! Can You Write About Kaiser Having An Unrequited Love For The Reader But The Reader Is Sae's Girlfriend.

Hi! Can you write about Kaiser having an unrequited love for the reader but the reader is Sae's girlfriend.

— all too well

"running scared, i was there, i remember it all too well."

; in which kaiser finds out that he was already too late.

!!!: mentions of liquor, everyone is in their twenties except for the flashbacks, angst.

not me crying while writing this + i recommend listening to all too well (taylor swift), pluto projector (rex orange county), sparks (coldplay) and tired (beabadoobee) ++ reblogs and feedbacks are sm appreciated <3

the after-party was loud. too loud to be exact. bastard münchen was celebrating their victory, again. the german prodigy, michael kaiser was sitting at the bar with alexis ness, a small glass of liquor in hand.

"hey kaiser, isn't that y/n? she's the girl you've mentioned before, right?"

ness pointed out. the ace immediately whipped his head around the place, trying to find a glimpse of you. finally his eyes landed onto you. when was the last time he saw you? were you doing fine? did you finally get your dream job? many question started swirling in his head. "go talk to her!" ness laughed as he nudged kaiser.

it wasn't that hard right? you guys were once close after all, surely a little catch up session won't hurt. kaiser stood up from his seat, took a deep breath and walk towards your table. you seem to be waiting for someone, but he pushed the thought to the back of his mind. "hey, y/n," he waved, a small smile plastered across his face.

you raised up your gaze upon the familiar voice you used to oh miss so much. "michael?! is that you? oh my god, it's been forever!" you said as you engulfed him in a hug. kaiser hugged you back. oh god, the way he had to hold himself back from taking in the scent of your hair. looks like you still use the shampoo from back in the old days.

"it's been awhile, hasn't it? how are you?" he asked, letting you go from your embrace. "never been better! in fact, if you're wondering, i did got my dream job hehe," you smiled. the man swore to god that he's trying his best to not breakdown right in front of her. not now. oh how he missed that god damn smile of hers. how that smile used to make him go weak in knees and how that smile used to make his heart skip a beat-

"oh, mi amor, who's this?"

an unknown voice rang through his ears. "sae! what took you so long? michael, i'm sure you know him. this is the famous itoshi sae, my boyfriend. sae, this is the one and only german prodigy, michael kaiser who was also a childhood friend of mine," you introduced. boyfriend? the itoshi sae? kaiser's eyes trailed down to the man's extended hand, wanting a hand shake in which kaiser bitterly accepted it.

"how long have you been together?" asked kaiser. the smile on his face made sae questioned his question. "oh a few years already actually-" "2 years, my love, we've been together for 2 years and we're planning to get married too," sae replied, pulling you close by the waist. kaiser definitely didn't like sae's tone. thus, he decided to end there by saying that ness is asking for him.

after bidding goodbyes, he went back to ness, who watched the whole scene. "guess the boyfriend was being a douchebag?" he asked, taking a sip of his beverage. kaiser stayed silent, only to excuse himself after. ness only nodded in response. ever since he heard about this girl who used to be kaiser's first love and now belonged to someone else, he understands what his friend is going through right now.

kaiser exited the bar, alone, only to find his way to the playground where he met you for the very first time. how did you guys ended up like this? what happened between you? why weren't you close anymore? better yet, why wasn't he the one who gets to pull you closer?

"y'know, it's very coward of you guys to be picking on girls."

a young michael kaiser steps in front of you, who had tears in your eyes. the group of boys walked away, throwing dirty glances towards you and the boy who was shielding you from them.

"you okay? the name's michael kaiser! and you?" the boy chirped as he stook out a hand. you shyly accepted his offer and replied "y/n l/n," as he pulled you up from the ground. "oh thank god they didn't do anything bad to you! you live around here? i can walk you home," he gave you a toothy grin. you nodded accepting his offer.

the boy beside you was a loud one definitely. he talks a lot and you listened to whatever he has to say. but surprisingly, you didn't mind him at all, instead you enjoyed his stories. and soon enough, you two became friends in no time.

junior high years came and guess what? kaiser and you went to the same school. your parents thought it was a good idea to send you both to the same school, that way it'll be easier for you both to walk home together. and of course, you both didn't mind, in fact you both enjoyed having to have each other side by side.

people mistaken you both for being siblings at first due to the both of you being with each other for nearly most of the time but soon they drop the topic.

kaiser, who matured faster than you, got his very first tattoo at the age of eleven. you wondered how his parents weren't mad at him because yours was totally against the idea of letting you having one.

kaiser, who matured faster than you, felt his cheeks redden when one of his friends asked him if you were his girlfriend. he immediately denied this of course. but the question has never left his mind ever since.

finally, high school era. still, both of you enrolled into the same school. both of you were still friends of course, but not as close as back in junior high. you did wondered why though, but never have found an answer.

kaiser looked incredibly handsome now. his rose thorned tattoo still there on his left arm. his hair cut into a mullet style with blue streaks at the end. he was also in the school's soccer team which whom has brought name to the school and himself. as for you? you were the normal high school girl who's aim was to end school asap so that you can go live in the city with your dream job.

kaiser rarely talks to you, now that he's the school's super star and always has girls and boys around him, especially girls. kaiser noticed this too but chose not to do anything about it. he was secretly hoping that you'd come to him instead. but it seems like the bond between you weren't heading anywhere so he decided to take things into his own hands.

that one specific evening where he told the coach that he wanted to end his training early because of "family emergencies" but actually was to pick you up from your class to walk home together. other students whispered as they saw you both walking together, asking each other if you guys were a thing.

upon arriving at your front gate, you turned to face him. since when did he became this tall? and since when did his shoulders became so broad??? a small blush crept on your cheeks as you looked down to your feet. he certainly was even more handsome up close, you thought silently. "kaiser, um," the boy raised an eyebrow at you, wanting you to finish your question.

your heart ached to scream out the questions you've always wanted to ask. what are we? friends? best friends? a thing? what are we?? but instead all you did was smile and said "thanks for walking me home."

kaiser waited until you closed your house's door and walked home. he replayed the scene where you paused for quite some time earlier. what did you wanted to ask? surely you thanking him for walking you home wasn't the only thing you wanted to say.

he sighed as he collapsed onto his bed. the memories of his old junior high years came replying in his mind. "is y/n l/n your girlfriend?" one of his old friends asked him back in junior high. he remembered clearly that he denied it. but now? does he really like you? he likes you, definitely, but in that way? he wasn't sure. curse this feeling, he said quietly.

days continued to pass slowly turning into weeks. and finally you've decided your feelings towards kaiser. the constant search for him in the hallways, you waiting for him after his practices just to walk home with him. you like him, heck head over heels for him. your friends can confirm this since they noticed the little changes in you. you started to pick up track and field all because you wanted to train in the evening just to be in the same location as kaiser. you being the top of your year and the teachers assigned you to be kaiser's tutor in specific subjects. your reason? "to fulfill my teenage years in high school." your friends all side eyed you and go on with your answer but deep down they all know the actual reason.

kaiser noticed that you changed. from being the introverted shy girl to the all rounder high schooler like those you'd see in rom-com, coming of age movies. he has no idea why you changed but seeing you happy was enough for him to be happy as well. he also noticed that you'd always wait for him after his practices, and the way you were very patient with him during those tutor sessions. and he'd also notice whenever your fingers brushed against each other, you'd look away or your eyes avert to anywhere but him. like he didn't notice huh. you might not know this but he secretly enjoys spending time with you.

weeks turned to months and finally graduation day! this day was the very day that you'll finally make your move. to confess to michael kaiser! as soon as you got your certificates and all, you went all over the school to find him, but he wasn't in sight. a friend of his came up to you, saying that he was around the school's garden area, you immediately ran to catch up to him.

"michael!" you called out but stopped when you saw a girl beside him, giving him a kiss on the cheek. your heart dropped at the sight. you felt like you just got stabbed in the heart. your stomach churned as you bit your lip. you immediately turned away, running from the scene before kaiser can see you as you felt hot tears going down your cheeks.

unfortunately for you, kaiser did noticed you calling out for him.

oh so that's how you suddenly broke contact. so that's why you didn't want to talk to him when he came to see you at your house after graduation day. a small misunderstanding which led to a big hole in his heart. his younger self took your absent as something small and nothing much to be bothered about. but soon, as he was growing up, he realizes that he missed those times where you waited for him after practices, he missed those times where you'd cheered for him in all of his games.

he laughed to himself. silly him for not noticing it earlier, silly him to not have the courage and guts to ask you how you were doing. now that you belong to someone else, he has no rights to be mad at you, even so, he has no rights to be mad at himself either, for as the saying goes let bygones be bygones.

kaiser 4am doodlesssss + manga colouring

MICHAEL KAISER SIR????

I'm trying to find a good drawing style but it's quite difficult!

nobody’s sweet business

you’re ran haitani’s sweet angel and it’s nobody’s business what he is doing with you

content: nsfw, established relationship, making out, dry humping, fingering, overstim, soft dom!ran. names like ‘doll’ and ‘angel’, little bit swearing.

fem!reader

word count: 1.3k+

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

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Ran is the most considerate man you ever met and know. Your relationship with him is is sweet, fulfilling and it doesn’t go a day he doesn’t make you feel so happy.

Ran adores you so much. As soon as he saw you the first time, it didn’t go a day he didn’t think of you. You were so sweet, so cute. The laughs when he manages to tell a funny joke, the sounds you do when he teases you or does something so stupid.

Just how sweet you were and how precious, he was quiet about your relationship. He didn’t want so much attention on you two being together. You were his precious, so sweet doll.

The phone beside you on the table rings for the second time, still ignoring it to keep kissing, you softly groan against Ran’s mouth. One last kiss, you pull away sighing.

“Hmm? What is it?” Ran mumbles softly, watching your face as you were still looking at his lips, swollen and wet from the kiss you just had.

“The phone have been ringing two times.” You exhale. A small grin curves up on Ran’s lips.

“Want me to go back so soon?” He teases you as he traces an index finger softly on your cheek, inching in ever so closely to your mouth. He brushes his nose against yours as you sigh contentedly again. You smile softly as you wrap your legs around his lower body, pulling closer.

You softly shake your head. “No, I want more.” You mumble. “As do I.” He breathes out.

Ran takes that as a cue to place his lips on your jaw, nipping slowly down to your throat. A soft moan leaves your lips as you tilt your head to give him more access, he kisses on your pulse point before trailing down below your ear. You hold onto his shoulders, as a shuddering pleased moan leaves your mouth at his kisses.

You feel his hands wander down the sides of your body to end up holding you on your waist. He pulls you in closer to him, rubbing his crotch against yours, he groans as he kisses down your throat to your shoulder, nosing there before pressing kisses there. Such intimate gesture has your mind erupt in ecstasy.

Strong and intense pleasure surges inside you when you feel his hands go beneath the material of your shirt, touching your bare skin. And his mouth is on yours again, lips moving together.

He sucks in your mewls and breathy moans when he bucks his crotch against you, the contact has you craving for him, bucking your hips against for more contact as you let out a strangled moan.

“Is this the ‘more’ you asked for?” He asks as he pulls away slightly to nibble on your lower lips. The question itself has you craving and yearning more of him, from him and whining as your hands trail up to his messy hair, gripping on it as you feel your soaked panties the more you buck against him.

“Yes, it is-“ you begin before moving continuing moving your hips against his, “need you in me, please.” You plead and you plead so cutely, Ran couldn’t find himself to disobey your sweet plea. How could he after all? He pulls away to look at you, the mess you are in and look at you, such sweet mess and he doesn’t let the ringing sound of the phone that comes on now, disturb the sweet moment he has with you.

You pull him in closer to you by his belt, about to unfold it and unbutton his jeans before he holds onto your hands. You whimper in frustration at the interruption.

“You said you’d give me more.” You pout and Ran presses a soft kiss against your lips.

“When we have more time, I promise angel.” He smiles against your lips, his tone soft and promising. He kisses on your cheek and jaw softly. “Ran-“ you begin before you feel him unbutton your jeans and pulls your jeans down.

As he is standing between your legs, he traces his fingertips so softly against your inner thighs, close to where you want him to touch you the most. The moment his fingers touched your soaked pussy, you gasp and let out a shudder when he pulls down your panties, sliding his finger inside your cunt.

“Ran-“ you cry out his name as he softly hums at you. “So cute.” He coos at you as you bury your face in the crook of his neck.

You hear him chuckle as he slips in a second finger inside you, moving at a haste that has you gasping for more and more, you can’t get enough of how he makes you feel. The reach, the way he curls his fingers up so good that has you bite down a moan against his neck. Ran groans at the feel of your teeth against his skin, he uses his other hand to hold onto your hair and grip you there softly.

You reach down a hand down between your legs, holding his wrist when he touches a particular spot inside you, raising your hips as he keeps plunging his fingers inside you. His sounds of pants and series of praise for you, has you know he’s enjoying this.

“Ran, what are you up to-“ a sudden familiar voice cuts in and a shocked gasp leaves your mouth. Ran doesn’t stop his finger thrusts inside you, they don’t halt as he speaks up.

“It’s none of your fucking business, leave.” His voice was impatient and almost threatening against his own brother. Whatever expression he did as he chuckled while leaving the room you didn’t know see, cause you were to busy burying your face in Ran’s neck as his ministrations inside you doesn’t cease a second.

“Sorry sweet doll, next time we find a more quiet spot.” He tells you softly as he presses a kiss at the nape of your neck. You breathe out a soft gasp. “Next time.” You manage to utter out. “Good.” He agrees and curls his finger up against the sweet spot inside you.

A tight sensation forms in your belly, thighs straining against his as your hold on his wrist tightens. “so close, ran, so close.”

“Come for me, angel.” He softly murmurs, pressing down a kiss on your nape, encouraging you as each thrust of his fingers has you spiralling, thighs tightening, hips stuttering as you felt yourself clamp down around his fingers covering them in your slick.

A surge of overstimulation fills you as you feel him spreading your pussy with your slick, rubbing his finger on your clit. You cover your whimpers and cries against his neck as you try to push away his hand from your pussy, but his strength so unrelenting, it doesn’t work.

“Please Ran.” Such soft pleas and sounds you make, he can’t stop himself from continuing to tease you. You’re telling him to stop when you don’t realize how you legs still draw him in closer.

He tilts your head back by your hair and takes a look at you while tasting you on his fingers. Hair’s a mess, face wetted with tears and you’re biting down on your lower lip. He smiles at the sight, his smile so lovely, your heart swells at the sight despite your frustration and overstimulation.

“So cute.” He whispers before leaning over to your face, capturing your mouth in a sweet kiss, making you taste yourself in the kiss. He loves the taste of you, sucking up your soft breaths, whines and mewls. He wants you keep you to himself. His heart pounds and surges at the sight and sound of you. He can’t get enough.

“Next time.” He mumbles against your mouth. You smile against him, “no phones.” You mutter the words while slightly tipping your head to the side. “no phones.” he repeats before continuing to kiss you.

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I think every fic i write with ran, there’s always a make out lmfao I mean why not tho ;)

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imagining kissing reo mikage in his blue 1966 ford mustang (with the roof open), overlooking the sunset on a cliff as chemtrails over the country club by lana del rey plays in the background

he's so hot omg the loml

reference

uh kaisercore