There Will Be One More Part To This And Thats It. Prepare For Fluff And Angst

There will be one more part to this and that’s it. Prepare for fluff and angst

BEE BOY

Part two of BOYS WILL BE BUGS

Sano Shinichiro x gn!reader and platonic!Wakasa, Akasahi, Benkei x reader

Prom is coming up and Shinichiro still hasn’t got a date. Thought you don’t have a date either. A coincidence? Maybe, though I think it’s fate.

Fluff flufffff, Shinichiro being awkward

Around 1k words

You let out a sigh and walk into the art club classroom. You had to fetch yourself a coffee, because you almost fell asleep while painting and were so close to ruining the painting you’ve been working on for weeks. Four voices catch your attention and a huge smile adorns your face, as you realise your favourite people finally came. One look to the left and you see that they’re already as comfortable as ever, the table filled with snacks. They smile and wave at you, telling you to sit down with them for awhile, before going back to the painting that now stood forgotten on the other side of the classroom. You sit down next to Shinichiro, Benkei sitting to your right, and take a sip of your coffee.

“What’s up, Sano?” You tilt your head slightly. “You look kinda.. off? What’s on your mind?”

“The guy still hasn’t got a date for prom.” Wakasa laughs.

“Oh? Is prom happening soon?” You furrow your brows and try to think hard if you’ve heard anything about prom. Not that you could remember, though you don’t really listen to stuff like that, not having much time to stress over what you should wear and who you should go with.

“You..You don’t know that prom is happening next week?!” Shinichiro’s eyes widen and his mouth hangs open.

“Close your mouth, Sano. Or else bugs will fly into it.” You smirk. “No. I don’t remember hearing anything about prom. Probably because I always sit in this damned classroom.” A sigh leaves your lips. “Not that I’m complaining. It’s kinda cozy here.” The guys nod, agreeing with it. They couldn’t disagree with you, they’ve been coming here for five months now.

“And nobody asked you out? Y’know, as their prom date?” Akashi raises his brow, confused.

“Uh, no? I’m not really.. good looking? And anyone’s type? I also just always sit in silence and don’t really talk to anyone else, besides you guys and the other members of the art and sewing clubs. Which consists of only girls who are way younger than me. I would be surprised if the others even knew that I exist.” You chuckle.

“Don’t you wanna go to prom?” Wakasa takes a bag of chips from the table and opens it. “Most people dream of it since they were children. And also stop lying to yourself. We all know you’re good looking.” He rolls his eyes.

“Why didn’t you go to the prom that your school held, huh, Wakasa?” You grab a candy bar that Benkei brought you. “You’re not the only one who doesn’t care about prom. And as I just said no one has asked me to go with them. So I’ll just stay at home, laying in my comfortable bed.” You let out a dreamy sigh. “Gahh, I wish I was in my bed right now..” The guys just roll their eyes at you and look at a pouty Shinichiro, who looks on the verge of tears.

“I’ve asked five girls! Five! And they all rejected me.” He hits the table, which causes Akashi to scold him.

“Do you really wanna go that bad?” You look at him shocked. You knew Shinichiro has been dreaming of having a love life for the longest time now. Thought he never really looked like that much of a romantic. And prom? For some reason you thought he would rather spend his time driving around with his bike and causing ruckus with the other guys.

“Yes!” He whines and slumps on the chair he was sitting on. He grabs the bag of chips from Wakasa’s hands and pours the remaining chips into his mouth. Wakasa hits him in the back of the head, causing Shinichiro to slightly choke. He pretends to actually seriously choke and starts shaking in his chair, which makes you giggle at his dumb antics. He sees you laughing and smiles, stars shining in his eyes. He couldn’t believe how beautiful you looked. He kept telling the guys how you look like a god/goddess of beauty. And how he wished he had your talent, so he could paint you. Thought that also wouldn’t fully show how gorgeous you are. In his eyes, no words, paintings or anything could actually show the beauty you hold. He wishes he was a poet so he could write a whole book of poems just about you. The other three guys just stared at him and shook their heads. Shinichiro was so dumb. He asked other people to go to prom with him, but not you.

“Well if you want to go that bad.. and you if you don’t get a date by then.. I could go with you?” You raise an eyebrow and throw a smile his way. “I’d keep you company.”

“Y..You would?” He gasps. “No!”

“No?” You repeat, confused. “You don’t wanna go with me?” You were slightly disappointed.

“That’s not what I mean!” He groans and hides his face in his hands. “I was supposed to y’know.. do a promposal or whatever they’re called! I do wanna go with you, but I didn’t even ask you properly.”

“You didn’t even ask me, dumbass.” You facepalm. “I just did.” You stood up from the chair and stretched a bit. “So are we going together, or no?”

“Yeah!!” He excitedly answers and them clears his throat, and makes his voice deeper. “I mean yeah, sure.” You let out a laugh and put on your earphones, walking towards the unfinished painting.

“I’ll be waiting for the prom then, bee boy.”

Boys Will Be Bugs

1.5k words

The first generation of Black Dragon meet an artist!reader at school and slowly become friends.

Platonic!Wakasa, Benkei, Akashi x gn!reader and slightly romantic Shinichiro x reader

I don’t really like this (I don’t like this at all) but I already wrote it so I decided to just post it lol

Pt 2 BEE BOY

Pt 3 (last part) MY FAVOURITE BUG

Shinichiro sighs and looks around, searching for an empty classroom. Letting his friends meet him at his school was already a mistake, since the principal isn’t very friendly towards people from other schools. If anyone snitches to the principal, he’s dead. His grandfather won’t let him live this down and on top of that he’ll get detention. Wakasa, Benkei and Akashi surely make other’s heads turn towards them, because of their scary aura. The fact that they’re well known delinquents doesn’t make it any better. Shinichiro glances through a little window on a door and the classroom seems empty. They walk into it and he let’s out a sigh, feeling relieved.

The guys sit down on a few chairs that were in the classroom and start talking about gang business. Though the eldest Sano’s joy was short lived. The classroom door opens and you walk in, holding your tote bag full of art supplies. With earphones on and deep in thought you don’t notice the three scary looking delinquents and their stressed leader staring at you. You put down the bag and turn around to walk towards your unfinished painting that was left in the classroom. That’s when you notice the four guys that look so out of place, it was funny. Your lips part a bit and you raise your eyebrows out of surprise.

“Uhh.. Can I help you?” You clear your throat. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you guys in the art club before. Or are you new?”

Shinichiro quickly stands up, blush covering his whole face. He was embarrassed, but also feeling shy, because he just saw the most beautiful person ever. How are you even real?

“Oh.. Sorry. I thought this club was over already and we really needed an empty classroom.” He explains, hoping you won’t turn around and walk to the principals office to snitch on him. You let out a hum.

“The art club should start in like ten or fifteen minutes.” You notice his face drop. “But the sewing club just ended twenty minutes ago and no one should be in the classroom by now.”

“Is the classroom unlocked?” Akashi asks, looking at you. The look he gave you made shivers run down your spine, but you shook it off quickly.

“Oh right.. I can give you the key. And once you guys are done with whatever, you can just bring it back to me. I can trust you, yeah?” Shinichiro quickly nods. “Okay so, when you come here to give me back the key, if I’m not the one to open the door, just tell them that you need to talk to (L/N) (Y/N).” You grab the classroom key from your bag and give it to Sano.

“How come you have your own key?” He asks.

“I go to the sewing club and most of the time I’m the last one to leave. Sometimes even hours later..” you blush a bit. “So they just gave me a key, so I can stay for however long I want.”

They say a quick thanks and leave the art club. But that wasn’t the last time they saw you. For a month straight, every Tuesday, they would walk into the classroom before art club started and you would give them the key. You even considered to make them one of their own, but quickly crossed out that thought. It wasn’t your place to do that. The teacher and principal trusted you, and you didn’t want to loose the trust.

But one day, the sewing club lasted way longer than expected. You were all alone in the art club classroom and they walked in, a bit slumped.

“Here’s your key.” Wakasa dropped it on your table. “The club isn’t over and they should be there for a few more hours.”

The guys almost walked out of the class, but before they could, you lowered the music you were listening to and let out a sigh.

“You could stay here y’know that right?” The paintbrush you were holding, was dipped into water. “I’m listening to music with earphones on. I won’t hear whatever you all are talking about. Plus I put all of my attention to painting, so no need to worry. It’ll be like I’m not even here.”

And they did stay that day. And the next week. And the next.. Slowly, but surely you all became friends. They would bring you snacks and would tell you to take a break from painting, since you would stay in one place for hours. You got to know them and they got to know you. Though when painting you would still put on your earphones and listen to whatever was playing from your playlist, as loud as possible.(sometimes they would talk so loud, you would still hear them, no matter how loud the song was. But your full attention was on painting, so you wouldn’t know exactly what they were talking about, just a few snippets here and there).

One day they walked into the classroom and it seemed like nothing was out of the ordinary. Except for Shinichiro’s hair. He ditched the hair gel. You thought it looked better that way. You were having an art block and couldn’t paint anything and on top of that, you forgot your headphones. They didn’t mind if you heard what they were talking about. Shinichiro even stood up and did a few fighting moves (they looked more like dance moves, but you didn’t want to ruin his mood by saying that) while talking about the latest fight they were in. An idea crossed your mind and you went straight to work.

A week later they barged into the classroom, and found you drinking coffee, while looking at a huge painting you were working on. That day you didn’t forget your headphones and were once again listening to music. They gave you whatever snacks they packed for you and sat down to talk. Your presence was calming for them. They had no need to come back to that classroom (Wakasa, Akashi and Benkei especially. They didn’t even go to this school. By the looks of it, they showed up to your school more than theirs), but they did. It felt cozy. They even changed up their schedule and came to that classroom after art club was over, knowing that you’ll stay there for a few more hours.

But that day you left earlier than usually. You left them the classroom key and a big envelope. They opened it as soon as you left and found portraits of them. Every single portrait had a different bug drawn on it. There was a butterfly flying around Wakasa, a bee on Sano’s nose, a dragonfly sitting on Akashi’s shoulder and a grasshopper on Benkei’s head. They furrow their brows and look at each other’s drawings. As they turn them around to see if there’s anything there, they notice handwritten notes.

“Sano Shinichiro, bees are not designed to be able to fly. I read it somewhere on a newspaper and it NEVER left my mind. But they really wanted to fly and adapted so they could. Can you imagine that?? How cool. Bees also symbolise hard work and dedication. You remind me of a bee. You work so hard for others. (I also didn’t think you’re “designed” to be a gang leader, but it seems like all is going well. I’m happy for you.) But like a bee, you need to sometimes stop and look at the pretty flowers (they suck the nectar, but I don’t think I want to see you trying to suck nectar from flowers). By that I mean, stop and look around. Life is great. Spend some time with yourself, or just go do something fun! You overwork yourself.”

“Wakasa Imaushi. Butterflies are not only beautiful, but also have mystery and symbolism. They are a metaphor representing transformation, change, hope and life. I know it was hard for you to change your ways and drop your own gang. But maybe it was time for a change? I notice how happy the guys make you. You just try not to show it, huh? Your “I’m too cool to give a fuck” face doesn’t work on me. Butterflies also remind us that life is short. So live your life to the fullest. You’re a cool dude.”

“Akashi Takeomi. To a warrior, a dragonfly tattoo represents agility, power, speed, victory, and courage. You remind me of a warrior. You’re this big scary guy (you’re not actually THAT scary..) and most people fear you. You have this strong aura around you. (You remind me of the God of war Ares. But better, because you’re a very nice guy. Thank you for always buying me drinks! I never thought I’d like that brand, because they seemed too sweet for my liking, but now I’m hooked.) Dragonflies encourage people to get rid of their doubts and live life to the fullest. You remind me of a dragonfly for some reason.”

“Arashi Keizo. Grasshoppers are interesting bugs. Their carefree life is a reminder to enjoy the pleasures of life. (I hope you’re enjoying your life, I think you’re a really great and friendly guy. Thank you for the snacks, you somehow always bring my favourite snacks?? Wizard.) Having the grasshopper as your spirit animal means that you have a lovely personality and people tend to enjoy your company. (I enjoy your company. And the other’s as well. Thank you, Sano, Akashi and Wakasa for always keeping me company. I now realise how lonely it was without you here.)”

Shinichiro starts to blush and realises you just screwed him over. The small crush he had on you, just turned into a way bigger one. They all smile and share the little notes they got with the portraits. And as they were trying to put the drawings back into the envelope, so they could safely bring them back home, they notice something written on it too.

BOYS WILL BE BUGS

Tapes

Wakasa Imaushi x gn!reader (1.1k words)

Angst

Just an fyi, English isn’t my mother language

Years after (Y/N)’s and Shinichiro’s deaths, grandpa Sano finds tapes filmed by his passed grandson.

The three men sat on a couch, looking straight at the black screen of the TV. They have been in that exact position for about ten minutes now. Not one of them daring to move, not wanting to disturb the silence.

Akashi Takeomi's house was big and had a lot of space. It felt too empty for Wakasa's liking. He enjoyed plants, shelves full of books, pictures hanging on the walls and other stuff laying around the house. He actually preferred smaller houses. It felt more like.. home. This felt more like an expensive hotel that you would usually stay in for a week or less while traveling.

It felt especially empty now since Takeomi only lived here with his younger sister. She was out shopping and the guys decided that now was a perfect time to open the box that was given to them about a month ago. The box itself was a bit torn in a few places. It also had a lot of dust on it. They knew that grandpa Sano didn't open it. He didn't feel the need to. He himself had said: "It's written on the box. 'Memories with friends'. It's for you to see and remember, not me."

None of them were mentally ready for what they'll see, but they knew they wanted to hear the voices of their passed friends once more. And if that meant to look through old tapes, that haven't been touched in years, then so be it. Benkei took a random tape and put it in the old VHS player that Takeomi found in his basement. Music started playing and a few seconds after that, static reached their ears. But quickly after that a video started playing.

"Shin what are you doing?" A quiet voice was heard.

"I decided to start filming memories. We can look back at these tapes like fifty years later when we have amnesia or something." Shinichiro giggles and as he turns the camera towards himself, his messy, black hair taking up half of the screen. He then puts the camera down and turns it towards two other people.

(L/N) (Y/N) was laying down on Shinichiro's bed and looking at the screen of their phone, a small smile and blush adorning their face. Benkei was sitting on the ground near the bed. He tilted his head as he looked at Shinichiro. But as soon as (Y/N) looked towards the camera and opened their mouth, the video ended.

They sit in silence and Takeomi lets out a quiet chuckle, taking a drag out of a cigarette laying between his fingers. "Of course he accidentally cut the video short. That dumbass."

Benkei takes a different tape.

Sunset and blonde hair were the first noticeable parts of the new video. And then the person's purple eyes. It was Wakasa. He was standing on a bridge, leaning on the rails. Wind was ruffling his hair. Next to him stood (Y/N). They were shaking their head at something Wakasa said and punched his shoulder. Takeomi and Benkei were in a deep conversation as well, standing further away from the other two.

Shinichiro's breathing could be heard from behind the camera. He then zoomed into Wakasa and (Y/N) and started making annoying kissing sounds. After a few seconds he started laughing at himself and put the camera on the ground. Shinichiro mumbles something, but it was incoherent. He then starts running towards his friends, wind messing up his hair, that was now free from all the gel he used. Shinichiro looks towards the camera lens, making a few dumb poses. His friends already used to him acting like that, don’t even pay mind to his dancing figure. He then suddenly runs towards the camera and it falls over, pointing to the sky. Shinichiro let’s out a loud “fuck!”

The video ends.

The three men start to feel the tension in the room. Wakasa felt shivers run down his spine as he thinks about that specific day. It was the day he was supposed to confess his feelings towards (Y/N), but got too scared to do so.

He regretted not confessing ever since.

Benkei takes one more tape, whispering about how this will be the last one for now. None of them knew if that box would be ever touched again. Maybe after a couple of more years. When the pain won't be as bad. And the wounds in their hearts were healed more than they were now.

The third video was of all of them in a carnival. They all still clearly remember that day. They felt so free. The stress caused by the gang they were leading, was clouding their minds that year. (Y/N) heard about the upcoming carnival and suggested it. After some thinking the four guys agreed.

The different coloured lights were illuminating their faces. Wakasa was looking at (Y/N), while they were talking about something. They were extremely into the conversation, their arms flailing around. Wakasa was just nodding as if to show that we was listening to every detail that came out of their mouth. Takeomi and Benkei were looking at Shinichiro with weird expressions on their faces. Benkei quickly snatched the camera and pointed it at a smirking Shinichiro.

"What has gotten into you?" Takeomi asks and Shin just shakes his head slightly.

"You'll understand later." He snatches the camera from Benkei's hands and puts it close to his face. He then whispers as quietly as possible, so that the guys wouldn’t hear anything. And they didn't, since the music from the carnival blocked out everything Shinichiro had whispered.

"(Y/N) will finally confess to Wakasa today." He then points the camera at the two people walking in front. They were walking very close to each other. Wakasa had a huge smile on his face, while (Y/N) was giggling like an idiot.

But that night they never confessed. Wakasa had to leave early, because of family troubles. And (Y/N) never found an opportunity like that again. 

Three months after the carnival (Y/N) got killed by a rival gang member.

Four months after the carnival, Wakasa was kneeling in front of (Y/N)’s grave, confessing his undying love for them.

Five months after the carnival Shinichiro left the gang, realising it just wasn’t the same without them.

A few years after the carnival, Shinichiro was killed in his bike shop by two of his younger brother’s friends.

Wakasa turns off the TV and sits straight. His body was tense. The three men were once again staring at a black screen, not daring to move an inch.

ONE MORE LOVE SONG

INSPIRED BY MARC DEMARCO ONE MORE LOVE SONG PLEASE LISTEN TO IT WHILE READING I BEG

My first song fic I hope this isn’t bad. Sorry I disappeared for a while I had covid and felt like complete and utter shit

Sano Manjiro (Mikey) x gn!reader (around 1k words)

SFW! Comfort, fluff and then angst. Suicidal thoughts, a gun mentioned at the end, character death so SPOILERS

Another turn, another shift

Mikey thinks that life can’t get better than this. Driving around with his brother’s bike around Japan in night time. The city lights were shining bright and it all looked ethereal. It reminded him of a scene from a movie, that he watched with Draken not too long ago. Though no matter how beautiful everything looked, it couldn’t match with the way he was feeling right now. Your arms around his waist, as you hold on tightly, head put on his back.

One last kiss from her lips

As he finally reaches his destination, you hop off of the motorcycle and look at him with a bright smile and shiny eyes. And Mikey feels as if he finally unlocked the world’s biggest secret. He finally understood why everything exists and he was so glad it does. It all led up to this fairytale moment. It wouldn’t be the same if it weren’t for you. And as he build up the needed courage, Mikey gently puts his hand on your cheek and slowly leans forward. It was now or never in his eyes. So he did what his heart longed for. He kissed you.

Another dream you're putting down

You looked at Mikey as if he was your whole world. Everyone noticed it. And it was almost as if he was. It felt like he was. So you dropped everything whenever he needed help. Every night you went to bed later than usual, waiting for him to show up all bloody so you could patch him up. You skipped classes whenever he’d randomly show up at your school. Sometimes with Draken, sometimes alone. You were throwing away your dreams, because at that moment it all felt right. You didn’t want a future if Sano Manjiro wasn’t a part of it. So you didn’t care about grades, studies, or anything else. All that mattered was him.

After all this time, it turns out all you found

It was all perfect. Way too perfect. Fights between you rarely happened and when they did Mikey was fast to apologise. He stood at your door with flowers (that he actually bought and didn’t steal. He said they held more meaning that way) and waited for you. He always waited for you.

Is one more love out to break your heart

The news of Emma’s death broke you. But it broke Mikey and Draken even more. You tried to be there for him, tried to explain to the both of them that it was neither of their fault. No one expected for this to happen. But it didn’t matter. You didn’t matter to Mikey anymore. Nothing mattered to him anymore. You tried and tried. Whenever he pushed you away mentally, you always stood up and ran right back to him. Even if it was slowly killing you.

Set it up just to watch it fall apart

You knew this day would come. Your heart and mind were trying to warn you about the big upcoming heartbreak that was fated to get you. And they were right. You spent days, months, years trying to help him. Be there for him. You were so sure that you would somehow manage to help him fight his inner demons. He called you the light of his life. But all good things come to an end. So you could try and explain and lie to everyone that you weren’t expecting for this to happen. But you did. So did Draken. And as Mikey turned his back to you and everyone else, you were left just standing there. Feeling your heart break and emptiness filling the place where love once was.

Another try, another go

Never thought you'd feel this low

Mikey stood in his expensive penthouse. Looking through the glass windows. Japan looked beautiful at night time. It always did. But it didn’t bring the feeling of peace to him anymore. Now he just felt empty. He’d been feeling this way for the last twelve years. Manjiro wanted to turn back around and search for Draken, Mitsuya, Pah. He wished Baji was still here, Emma, Shinichiro. He hoped Kazutora was doing better now. And you.. Oh the things he’d do to see you again. He’d tear down the whole world to find you and kiss you again. But it was better this way for everyone. This was how he was supposed to keep everyone safe. From himself..

Another dream put to bed

After all this time, it turns all you had

As he lays in bed in the middle of the night, dead silence around him. He thinks about his life and everything he had to go through. Tears threatened to leave his eyes, but he tried to hold them in. He tried to hold everything in. A monster like him shouldn’t feel. After all, whatever he touched or loved - died. He was born just to ruin everything. His thoughts suddenly shifted to you and he felt his heart start to beat faster. He reminisces all of the moments with you. His hand slowly creeps towards his neck and he reaches the cold silver chain. His eyes travel down and he grabs a ring, which was hanging on the chain. He looks at the promise ring you gave him thirteen years ago. Turns out even a monster like him can’t actually hold his emotions back. Tears start to run down his face and he grabs a gun which was put on the bedside table. He slowly puts it to his head and closes his eyes.

And at that moment he realises something he should’ve realised sooner..

..It all leads up to you. It always does.

So he puts down the gun and starts to cry even more. He gets lost in his emotions for the first time in a while. He can’t leave you. He wants to see you bloom and reach your goals in life. Maybe after seeing that, he’d feel satisfied enough to gain the courage and pull that damned trigger.

Is one more love out to break your heart

Set it up just to watch it fall apart

One more love out to break your heart

Set it up just to watch it fall apart

Bubblegum b*tch

Is it really a relationship if both sides are unfaithful?

Toxic!Haitani Ran x toxic!gn!reader (though makeup and high heels are mentioned. But in my opinion anyone can wear whatever they want no matter the gender so..)

Cheating, toxic relationship, both Ran and reader are assholes and players lmao. Kind of suggestive?

Around 1k words

Actual dating and serious relationships never crossed your mind. It felt like a complete waste of time and all you ever cared about was yourself. Manipulative men, time consuming relationship acts such as going on dates, spending days and nights together, having to miss out on fun times with your girl friends, jealousy and many more boring and stressful things, were just not what you were looking for. Instead you spent all of your time on yourself. Getting your nails done, spa days, makeup, fashionable clothes, fun night outs with friends. That’s what you were into. After all, we all die alone, right? So why waste your time on things that don’t matter?

That all changed after you found out both of your best friends got cheated on. The teary eyes and nights they spent alone in their rooms, crying their hearts out, not wanting to spend time with anyone, angered you. And there was only one thing on your mind. Make them regret it. And that you did do. Acting all lovely, cute and dumb just to get their attention and make them fall for you. Without them knowing, you lured them both into your trap and dated them at the exact same time. They fell for you. Hard. Following you like lost puppies and doing whatever you wanted them to do. You had them on a leash and it made you feel powerful. It was when you asked them out on a romantic date, at the exact same place and hour and ghosted them, that your ego was fed even more. They met each other, talked it out and realised what was going on. Now what was the fun part, is that they weren’t mad at you. No. They fought each other and tried to get you back. But you already moved on and tried to find a new target for your fun little game. You never played with nice and genuine guys, you were looking only for the fuckboys that were breaking poor people’s hearts, to make them get a taste of their own medicine. That’s how you met Haitani Ran. He was agreeably eye candy. One look at him and you knew why most people fell for him. He was tall, lean, had a hot lazy smirk and his beautiful purple eyes could easily hypnotise anyone. But sadly, not you. You knew how many guys and girls he hurt and you knew what you had to do.

Walking out of the grocery store, you “accidentally” bumped into him. Your black high heels, black pants and black turtleneck looked so good with the red coloured lipstick you were wearing. He caught you so you wouldn’t fall and eyed you up and down, eyes lingering on your lips. His infamous smirk adorned his face soon after he let go of you. A couple of minutes later, your eye batting, sweet smile and dumb flirty pickup lines worked magic on him. But you didn’t expect anything else, that asshole asked out any living being that held eye contact with him for longer than a second.

Ran most of the time lasted a week or two in relationships, before leaving them heartbroken in the middle of an empty street. Not even sparing a second glance at the crying individuals. But with you he already stayed in the relationship for two months. Of course, he wasn’t faithful. He thought you didn’t notice the hidden hickeys or his text messages with other people, but you did. You weren’t dumb, but he surely was. He didn’t know you were seeing other people, he didn’t know you were leading him on and he surely didn’t know how smart you actually are.

He would boast to his brother how he still had you stuck to his side, after sleeping with countless other people and Rindou would laugh, not even pitying you. “What an idiot.” were his exact words after seeing you go on another date with his older brother. It was going on so well in both of their eyes. Ran even made jokes with Izana and other members of the gang he was in, how successful his unfaithful relationship was. He showed them pictures of your beautiful face and they all agreed that you were extremely good looking. But brainless. Because, how did you not notice the lipstick on Ran’s clothes? The hickeys? The dates he ditched just to see someone else? He was a filthy cheater, but deep inside he knew that you had him hooked. He never met anyone like you.

Now what none of them expected was to see you, holding onto someone else’s hand. Walking besides them, with your pretty red lipstick on and oh.. those black iconic high heels. Ran watched you kiss the guy goodbye as he walked off to what Ran guessed was his work place. What else he didn’t expect, was for you to notice him standing not too far away from you. He also didn’t expect for you to, instead of crying and apologising, just give him a huge smirk, blow him an air kiss and to wink at him, and his friends. He marched up to you, demanding for an explanation on what was going on. But you just grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and looked at the hickeys he hid “oh so well”.

“Aww..” you batted your eyes at him, fake tears going down your face. “I can’t believe you, Ran.. I really, really liked you.” You then wiped off your tears and smirked at him, the same way he would smirk at you. “Well. Now that you figured me out. We’re over, Haitani. You were kinda boring anyways.”

Ran watched your figure get smaller, after you walked off. But instead of hurt, his eyes were shining with interest. You were better than he imagined and he had to have you again.

Can i request plantonic Haitani Brothers x lil sister reader (she is 6) and them just doting on her and cuddling and just beeing softies 💕💕💕

Sunshine

Haitani brothers x younger sister!reader

Hey! Thanks for requesting <3 this is such a cute idea. Since we don’t know anything about their parents, I just wrote whatever I envisioned lol

Having a younger sister was not an easy thing for the two delinquents. Their parents weren’t frequently at home, always working. And if they were home, they would only glance at them and ask how their day was. But even that wasn’t out of genuine curiosity. And the Haitani brothers weren’t free most of the time, watching after Roppongi and fighting others. But they wouldn’t change it for the world.

Gang fights, sleepless nights, business in Roppongi took a toll on them. They were stressed out and tired. But at the end of the day, whenever they got back home, they were always greeted by their six year old sister. She would always come running to the door with the biggest smile on her face, happy that her two favourite people are back. Sometimes she would greet them without anything, but most of the time she would run to them with a plate full of cookies or cupcakes that she baked with the babysitter that took care of her.

“Won’t you look at that.” Ran smiles and looks at Rindou. “Our sunshine was waiting for us, huh?”

She nods her head eagerly and extends her arms towards them, holding a plate of cookies. Ran takes the plate out of her hands with a soft smile.

“Thank you! These smell so good.”

“C’mere, angel.” Rindou lifts her up and hugs her tightly, spinning her around. They walked into (Y/N)’s bedroom and Rindou plopped onto her bed, while Ran put the cookies on the table and then joined them. She fell into the middle of them and they both hugged her. Ran was playing with her hair, while Rindou was looking at the ceiling, decorated with glow in the dark stars, thinking of what story he should tell her tonight.

Having a younger sister was something they didn’t think they’d enjoy at first. Especially Ran, since he had to take care of Rindou while they were growing up, and now he has to take care of her. But all of those thoughts flew out of the window the moment they saw her. They swore to protect her with their lives. The Haitani brothers would never let anything bad happen to their sunshine.