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𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐨𝐭 - 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐞

[ assassination classroom ] karma akabane x reader

- y/n manages to make karma soft for them.

y/n l/n

 - gn!reader

clario - sofia + the neighbourhood - softcore

warnings; fighting, poison D:, blood

the h/c haired person walked through the door, karma following behind them shortly and chatting to them quietly but it was clear he was making snide remarks from the smirk on his face and the annoyed one on y/n’s.

“karma has really changed, huh?”

kayano told nagisa, leaning forward in her chair towards him as she was facing him.

“karma? changed?”

“yeah! i’m surprised you didn’t notice.”

this took place just after their trip to okinawa, a dangerous mission indeed. half of the class had been poisoned and the other half that wasn’t had to sneak around the hotel, to find the one who made this all happen.

-

“nagisa! there’s no need to think about murder you know!”

y/n yelled out to him, taking the stun gun from terasaka and throwing it against his back. 

“just because terasaka and i might be dying doesn’t mean you should kill him!”

“what do you mean you and terasaka? were you guys poisoned?!”

y/n ignored their classmates words that were spoken to them, terasaka was staring at them with stern eyes and karma’s eyes were widened, also a frightened expression from behind the group.

“focus on yourself and your emotions, not other people’s health right now! if you do kill him you’re no better than that asshole!”

“they’re right, nagisa! killing takaoka will solve nothing but your blind rage, in this event, he is likely bluffing about that antidote, we will consult with the poisoner downstairs, don’t go down his level. render him unconscious and you’ll be fine.”

as nagisa gathered his thoughts in his head after hearing the words from his classmate and teacher, he picked up the stun gun and tucked it away. y/n fell down to the ground in a kneeling position as people rushed to them, as well as terasaka’s friends going to terasaka too as he became light-headed.

karma was the first to catch y/n as they fell,

“you idiot.. are you okay?”

“i’m fine-”

y/n cut themself off by coughing, a shade of red washing over their face.

“..i’ll be fine, karma, promise.”

karma continued to look at them with a face that was mixed with anger and fear, maybe some worry too.

“why didn’t you tell the group earlier?”

the rest of the non-sick classmates had stood up, focused on nagisa about to get his ass beat.

“we were already too far in the mission, i couldn’t just back out..”

y/n replied, continuing to cough quietly.

“you could die though, you know.”

“yeah but you know me, i put others before myself.”

it was true, they did, let’s look at their trip to kyoto.

-

as the group was surrounded by high-schoolers thugs, karma began to speak,

“i hope you don’t take this the wrong way, but something tells me you gentlemen aren’t tourists.”

“don’t try to be a hero carrot top! hand over some of your friends and we’ll-”

the thug speaking to karma was cut off by him knocking him to the ground, hand on his face and everything.

“you see that? what did i tell ya, to hell with them without any witnesses is basically a free for all so go nuts.”

karma stood up, gesturing to and talking to his friends.

“hey!”

nagisa exclaimed, pointing to a guy that was in front of karma,

“i’m gonna gut you like a pig!”

the guy said, charging towards karma with a knife, karma backed up towards his right, grabbing a rag that was on top of a bike and threw it on the attacker’s face, immediately after knocking him towards the ground with a push on his head.

“strong words for a guy kissing the side walk.”

“let go of me!”

most of the group didn’t realise that the thugs that were behind them had been closing in on them until kayano shouted ‘let go of me’, they grabbed onto kayano, kanzaki and y/n.

“let- go!”

y/n yelled out, kicking the knee of the guy that held onto them and kicking his face once he fell to the ground, running towards kayano and her capturor, they also swiped their feet, they lost their balance and let go of kayano. y/n was grabbed again, which like kayano get grabbed again, y/n was pushed to the floor and multiple shoes had hit y/n, stepping on them repeatedly. karma got the same treatment as he held his head from the pain.

y/n’s weakened form stayed, watching karma, somehow with little power left in them, they managed to sit up, eventually stand and charged towards one of the guys, which caused a chain reaction which pushed the other thugs off karma and them falling to the floor,

“karma, you okay?”

karma didn’t respond,

“karma!”

a large impact came falling down on y/n’s head, something like a bat, and with that, y/n passed out on karma’s back.

-

y/n woke up, their wrists tied together behind their back and their head down, lifting their head to see kayano and kanzaki, in the same position as them.

“you guys okay?”

“we’re fine y/n.”

kayano responded, kanzaki then spoke up,

“are you okay though?”

“yeah yeah, i’m.. fine.”

“ah, your majesty has finally woken up.”

the leader of the thugs said, walking towards y/n and lifting their chin up with his finger.

“did you enjoy your rest-”

as the leader leaned close, y/n butted their head with his, a red mark staying on y/n’s forehead. the leader stumbled back, holding a hand against his forehead.

“you bitch!”

“y/n!”

kanzaki called out, as the leader recovered, lifting y/n by their neck and then throwing them to the floor.

“i see how it is! little perfect student think they’re better than me!”

he stalked towards y/n, kneeling down and picking y/n’s head up by their hair.

“of course i do.. you’re fucking pathetic.”

y/n replied to the wide eye leader, coughing out blood from their mouth.

“tell me, what’s harassing some junior high kids gonna do for you, huh?”

he stayed silent, then smirked and laughed,

“we’re only having a bit of fun, hold them.”

one of the surrounding thugs that was standing by walked towards them, holding y/n’s arms with both hands, what he didn’t realise was that y/n’s wrists came apart, the rope not tying their hands together.

y/n took it as a chance to kick up on the leader’s face, flipping up and kicking the guy behind them, standing up straight and backing up towards the two girls.

kayano and kanzaki stared at their back, breathing slightly heavy and fast but still in a fighting stance,

“how are you such a badass-”

“use this to cut the rope quickly.”

y/n handed them a small knife that was tucked into their waistband from the back, they also picked another one from their waistband (somehow), holding it up to defend themself.

y/n dropped the knife into the couch, close to kayano which she grabbed. y/n stood in front of the girls while they took their restraints off, standing there to protect them. the leader who was taken down a few times managed to get back up, facing the trio menacingly.

“you don’t know what you’re getting into.”

“i know plenty what i’m getting into.”

“no, heh.. there’s three of you and more than 10 of us, we would beat you to a pulp, then! our little photoshoot can commence!”

he announced, a little too happy while the other highschoolers chuckled. y/n looked around, debating if it was better to make a run for it or fight them off while the other two escaped.

think y/n, think!

what would karma do in this situation?!

the door opened, cutting off y/n’s train of thought, 

“well would you look at that, the photographer buddies are here..-”

the leader looked at one of the photographers who was held out, a bruised eye that was beginning to swell and a few other injuries to his face, he was thrown to the floor for a nap then nagisa started speaking.

“school trip guide book page 1043, what to do when a group member has been abducted. If there are no leads on the perpetrator, think back to any colloquialisms, accents or linguistics quirks that might indicate perpetrators are local, if not and the perpetrators were wearing school uniforms, prefer to page 1334.”

the group that wasn’t taken were okuda, nagisa, sugino and karma, they stepped out of the shadows and into the light, revealing that they were the junior high kids they didn’t kidnap.

sugino with his fist in his hand, karma had his hands in his pockets but in a threatening way, nagisa was between the two looking down and flicking through the book, okuda stood behind them all, with a scared look on her face. 

“here we are, if the perpetrators are wearing school uniforms you might be dealing with a rival school out causing trouble.”

nagisa looked up from the guide book that koro-sensei had provided for the whole class, it had every possible scenario in it so it wasn’t too much of a surprise that they found them. 

“you found us!”

kayano exclaimed excitedly, the leader immediately started talking,

“what the hell, how’d you even know where to look?-”

“being unfamiliar with the area, the culprits will ought to stay in a narrow perimeter after the initial kidnapping, somewhere secluded but not far from the scene of the crime. if this is the case, consult to page 134.”

nagisa turned the book, showing everyone a map of kyoto. 

“my mach 20 birds eye view map of popular and or likely abductor hideouts might help.”

“that guide book is straight up amazing! there’s nothing koro-sensei didn’t think of!”

“no kidding right, definitely worth lugging around, we should take one with us everywhere.”

karma sounded nearly sarcastic while sugino seemed impressed.

“you’re getting all this from a guide book?!”

the groups of thugs exclaimed, shocked with their eyes popping out their sockets.

“so, what’s it gonna be, gentlemen? fight or flight?”

karma questioned, he continued shortly,

“we’ll go easy if you back down now but after all you put us through you’re not getting out of this unscathed, that’s a promise.”

karma was looking down while talking, at the end looking up with a smirk and glare that cut through butter. the leader chuckled, it seemed to be a habit maybe, y/n thought.

“acting all badass, you junior high kids crack me up! why don’t you say hello to some friends of mine- see how far that attitude gets you!”

he stated, seemingly sounding confident as okuda heard noise from behind them, looking back in caution. 

y/n’s feet shuffled back and forth, kanzaki guided them gently to the dirty but usable couch, as they looked like they were about to fall over any second. 

“y/n, you should rest.”

“but, what about you guys?”

“the others are already here and koro-sensei just got here, we’ll be okay.”

“oh, okay gotcha..”

y/n thought, better to have rest or fight through it. rest is obviously better. 

-

y/n woke up in a daze, when they woke up, they had woke up on a bed in an infirmary looking room, the room was large and everything was spread out, it was clear that the class was still in kyoto. they were laying down comfortably, sitting up and catching a red head in their peripheral vision as they did.

he was fast asleep in a chair just next to their bed, y/n smiled softly while pushing hair out of his eyes. 

y/n and karma knew each other before third year, they were actually good friends, once the suspension hit karma, y/n’s parents forced y/n to cut all ties they had with karma. It left karma devastated. it's a nice thing that y/n sneaked up to his house and threw rocks at his window until he opened the window to call out to y/n. 

-

“why are you here?!”

“to, um..”

to be honest, y/n just wanted to talk to karma, they didn’t really think it through.

“to explain?”

it sounded more like a question than an answer. karma looked down on them from his window, sighing then going back into his room, disappearing from y/n’s sight.

‘is this the end of our relationship?’

y/n thought, looking up and standing still for a couple of seconds, they decided that they should give up, over the span of knowing him, he was stubborn, so they might as well leave.

as they turned, they heard the thump of something soft hitting the grassy floor, they turned around again, seeing a rope lay on the floor, following the trail that led back into karma’s room, him peeking out from over the window frame.

“hurry and get up here, it’s cold!”

-

“y/n?”

y/n was brought back to reality hearing karma’s voice, 

“you okay?”

the h/c haired person stared at karma, answering with a ‘yes’, followed shortly by a hug from karma.

“why couldn’t you just sit and wait for us?”

“something could’ve happened and you know it.”

It left the two in a comfortable silence, the balcony door was opened and wind could be heard blowing loudly outside.

“i’m sorry, karma.”

“it’s okay, just shut up and let me hug you.”

y/n smiled, wrapping their arms around karma the same way he was. 

-

as the class cheered, exclaiming about defeating the final boss, y/n leaned on a small wall, beside terasaka, with karma also right next to them. karma smirked while y/n smiled, obviously proud of nagisa.

eventually the class got to the same platform that nagisa and takaoka fought on, 

“nice work.”

karma said to nagisa from behind, he turned to look at him and saw that y/n was next to him, holding onto karma to prevent falling.

“you did a great job, nagisa.”

y/n smiled at their friend, nagisa smiled back. isogai shortly came up from behind them, asking nagisa if he was alright, and nagisa answering with a nod.

“well done, nagisa, i’m proud of you.”

the small group turned to look at koro-sensei, in his absolute defense form in kayano’s hands.

“for the first time in a while, i had no idea how thing would end.”

“thanks, but what are we going to do now? everybody else is still infected with the virus, the antidote takaoka didn’t blow up isn’t enough.”

karma squeezed y/n’s arm from the side, still worried for them. the class also stayed in a short silence, their p.e. teacher spoke up,

“we’ll figure something out, but first, let’s get off of this roof, wait here for the chopper, i’ll go collect smog.”

“ha! please, the antidote won’t do you any good.”

the class gasped hearing that voice again, they turned their gaze towards the voice direction, seeing the three assassins they had to pass to get to the roof in the first place.

“look at you brats, you really figured i’m taking out of this situation with their lives?” (ngl i had no idea what he said here)

“the man who hired you has been defeated, let it go. you no longer have a dog in this fight, i’m almost fully recovered from the gas, and these kids are strong believe me. i suggest we be reasonable and stop this before anyone else gets hurt.”

karasuma announced, standing in front of the class with everyone in a fighting stance.

“eh, alright.”

“i’ll make you wish you hadn’t-! wait.. come again?”

“no worries, you don’t have to bother with us, our contacts don’t come with avenging our employer, anyway as i was saying- the antidote would only be useful to you if you actually been poisoned-”

terasaka and y/n gasped, surprised looks on their faces, karma was relieved.

“well technically you were but not that bad, you know that bug you can get eating oysters on the half shell? i gave you a perfected version of that old war horse, it ought to flush out of your systems in about 30 hours or so.”

the poisoner was holding up a bottle near the size of his hand, bigger than his hand though.

“unpleasant but not fatal, now this supper is what our boss wanted us to use. if i actually had, haha, different story all together.”

he held up a much smaller tube in his other hand. the blonde assassin started talking then,

“after we got the job, the three of us talked it over and hatched a plan. the boss’s order seemed, you know a bit too harsh, we figured the hand off would play out just as well if you only thought you were in danger.”

y/n leaned into karma, karma helped them stand properly but still helped them.

“so i’m not dying?”

“you sound like you want to die.”

“well maybe i did!”

karma smiled and looked away, embarrassed to make eye contact with y/n who was leaning against him but looking at him directly.

“i’m sorry i didn’t tell you before.”

y/n apologised, suddenly having a slight nervous sounding voice. karma thought of it as another time to tease y/n, but they seemed genuine, so karma replied with,

“it’s fine, just tell the group next time. you are such an idiot.”

“we both know you don’t mean that, do you?”

“yeah i don’t.”

“yo lovebirds, wrap it up!”

“shut it terasaka!”

wc : 2943 words

kageyama

-

sunny day by wave to earth

-

“tsukki.. isn’t that kageyama??”

“huh? that king- where?”

tsukishima and yamaguchi were currently walking around the city, a popular place for anyone to hangout for fun. they were going to find a cafe and eat since the hot weather was insufferable. but yamaguchi managed to catch a blue eyed black haired boy.

tsukishima finally spotted kageyama, walking side by side with a girl that was laughing next to him, him smiling and looking at her with a certain expression on his face.

“is that y/n?”

“shit they’re totally dating!”

tsukishima chuckled, pulling out his phone and snapping of photo of the two of them, not even noticing them holding hands until it came into the frame of the phone, it made tsukishima laugh even more.

“she’s doing charity work!”

yamaguchi laughed, tsukishima tucked his phone away, smirking and thinking about what he could do with this.

-

the next day, everyone was stretching getting ready for the practice match that they were going to play as a team after school, 6v6. but there ended up being a knock on the door of the gym door, everyone looked towards the sound to find a y/n l/n, already waving.

“hi!”

kageyama blushed red, the tomato colour travelling all over his body.

“oh hi y/n!”

tanaka yelled out, waving and running at her with open arms. y/n dodged him as he fell outside, falling on the dirt outside the gym door steps.

“where’s hitoka and kiyoko??”

“they couldn’t stay back, said they were busy with something.”

“ohh, alright.”

kageyama kept looking at the girl, admiring her with his eyes until she also looked at him, winking at him which made him turn an even darker shade of red. of course, tsukishima noticed, holding his hand above his mouth to contain a laugh that was about to erupt.

“alright! let’s start this match!”

-

“break!”

the 2nd set had just finished, everyone was exhausted and walking up to y/n for bottles of water, she was handing them out on a tray for everyone to enjoy. 

“y/n! do i do good!?”

“so good!”

nishinoya called out to y/n, jumping up and down at her reply, and yelling something out like ‘you suck tanaka!’. y/n was walking up to kageyama, who sat on the bench, tired and holding his ankle with one hand and bending his body over, his other hand on the bench to hold him steady.

during the match he had landed funny when setting tanaka, but it was only a few points from the set ended so he kept playing. she looked at him with pity, placing a bottle next to him and patting his cheek with her hand, it made him look up at her, but she just walked away towards coach ukai. he watched as she walked, memorised with her every step.

tsukishima witnessed the action again, finding it absolutely boring now, just a couple doting on each other, gross. y/n ended up talking to ukai about letting kageyama take a break, explaining his ankle and whatnot.

-

as the 3rd set played on, kageyama and y/n walked sitting next to each other, tape now being rolled around his ankle and silence between them, but it wasn’t uncomfortable it was, peaceful.

“are you okay? i saw how you fell.”

“you ask me that now?”

“what! it was awkward but like not that awkward but like still..”

“you know tsukishima knows.”

“about what?”

“us, you dummy.”

“oh, really? how’d you know.”

“he was looking at you, then he looked at me, and then remember the city yesterday? he probably connected the dots.”

“i didn’t know you were that smart tobio.”

“hey! i’m very smart!”

“sURE YOU ARE WHAT WAS YESTERDAY AGAIN, ME HELPING YOU FOR YOUR HISTORY EXAM.”

“SHUT UP IT’S ONLY THAT.”

kageyama was silenced, aswell as y/n as she traced her finger tips along his hand, he looked down at her hand, grabbing ahold her hand and intertwining their hands together. 

“y’know, i’ve been setting alot they hurt so bad, could you hold it for awhile?”

“since when have you been so bold around everyone?”

everyone was focused on the match, not experiencing the couple that was literally in their vicinity. suddenly y/n stood up, still holding onto y/n’s hand,

“wanna help me fill up the bottles?”

-

the two of them went outside, walking close together due to the cold weather and wanting to stay warm. they were suppose to get the bottles and fill them up but most of the time they ended up just kissing and talking, sitting on the bench and sitting so close together.

“tobio! we have to fill them up they gonna be finished soon!”

“hmmm, i don’t care-”

kageyama kissed y/n all over her face, aiming for her lips but she kept trying to dodge. 

“tobio!”

“WHAT THE FUCK”

kageyama and y/n froze like deer in headlights, their heads turning at the sight of the entire team standing at the gym doors, watching the two of them be all lovey dovey. tsukishima smirked, as usual, tanaka and nishinoya were about to rage.

“WHAT THE FUCK KAGEYAMA YOU ABSOLUTE THIEF”

“I HAD HER FIRST”

“MY ASS COME HERE”

kageyama jumped up and ran over, running around the gym to avoid tanaka and noya running at him full speed. y/n sat in the same place, frozen like an ice cube but literally burning like fire, she covered her face with her hands as hinata, sugawara and some others ran up to her.

“why are you dating kageyama?! he’s so moody all the time and no one likes him!”

“i like him! he’s cute..”

“you guys are so gross, you’re not secretive about it either.”

Tsukishima commented, pulling out his phone and showing his photo that he took 

“y/n-san you’re too pretty to be dating kageyama!”

“WHAT DID YOU SAY HINATA YOU DICKHEAD.”

hinata ran away laughing, as kageyama ran after hinata with tanaka and noya still running behind him, yelling ‘you’ll pay for this!’.

-

wc : 1013 words

childe

the ball that was held in the wonderfully magical palace was beautiful, the coldness that trickled all around the whole nation was decreased as the palace held warmth and peace.

snezhnaya was halting work for around half to a day as one of the fatui harbingers, la signora, had died, in a land by the name of inazuma. the fatui army and the land of snezhnaya were in mourning for la signora.

the following night, a ball was held for the most higher ups, the harbingers, fatui members, and general people that were loyal to the tsaritsa, the cryo archon.

y/n conversed and talked with several people, talking of how the palace was beautiful, or talking in mourning for la signora.

"she was truly loyal to the tsaritsa, i hope she rests well."

"as do i."

the man she was talking to was some random fatui member, he was disgusting the way he kept trying to creep onto several woman that were attending the ball.

"would you care to,"

she trailed her finger along his arm, following up,

"follow me?"

she teased, walking away in the opposite direction to him and walking towards two doors that were opened at the back, he immediately followed her, looking at her in the most revolting and sickening way ever, she almost wanted to die talking to him.

-

"so, what do you want to do?-"

the man was knocked out from the back of his head, y/n holding her hand and massaging it from the amount of pressure that she hit the man with.

"disgusting.."

she shuffled him to a nearby room and placed him upright in a sitting position and began to rummage through his suit jacket pockets.

truth be told, she was a spy from the mondstadt city, she was friends with venti and the way la signora ripped his gnosis from his chest made her greatly wanting to take revenge.

trying to find out clues of their plans and of the tsaritsa, she was going to sneak around the ball, trying to find out their big big plan. or in this case, a key to the doors to lead her to her plan.

"what are you doing here?"

y/n's eyes widened, turning around to find a similar dressed man to the knocked out man himself,

"i'm going to have to arrest you under the division of the fatui-"

she swung her legs from her crouched position to knock the man off his feet, his head landing to the floor hard and giving him a concussion instantly, she stood up, placing her heel to his chest.

"where are the harbinger headquarters currently?"

he had already been knocked out, too delusional to even talk as he sputtered out random noises. she groaned, stepping over him and the closing the door behind her, locking it from the outside and walking towards another pair of large doors, walking through, turning around and closing them.

"hi pretty!"

y/n whipped her head around again, ready to have to fight another person, but not yet, because he seemed friendly..

"what are you doing here?"

he smiled, looking at her with a fake smile and a gleam in his eyes.

"oh i just lost my way, i'm sorry sir, i'll be off now-"

"don't act like we didn't see each other in liyue."

her fake facade slipped, her smile dropping and her hands dropping to her sides,

"i thought you wouldn't remember, childe."

"y/n, you know i never forget a pretty face when i see one. c'mon, we should be together like old times."

"sorry but isn't your 'friend' dead? why do you seem so happy to see me."

"i can't think about other things? plus, i didn't really like her anyway."

"give me your plan, childe, what does your tsaritsa want?"

"i thought you would call me ajax? kiss me and maybe i'll tell you."

"i'm not kissing you right now."

"why not?"

"we're practically enemies, ajax-"

"ohoh! you call me ajax now!"

"shut your mouth-"

ajax stepped closer, wrapping his arms around her waist and bunching up her dress around her waist area.

"i missed us."

he tucked his face into the crook of her neck, his lips touching her neck in the softest way ever. y/n's eyes fluttered opened and closed and she nearly forgot what she was here in the first place for.

"you know how long, i've been waiting for you for? i've been wishing to see you again ever since i saw you walking in liyue and we made eye contact and you walked away with zhongli."

ajax was still so close to her, leaning away a little but having his hands holding her by her biceps.

"you.. you hurt the traveller, ajax."

"and i'm so sorry for that. i need you, so bad- you don't even know."

ajax made eye contact with her, staring at her with love and hope.

"please, let's be together again, i love you."

y/n was silent the entire time, choosing her eyes to let them dart towards his eyes then the lips, slowly closing the distance between them.

the voice in her head was begging and screaming at her to not do it again, but she couldn't turn away from ajax, not again.

kwon ii-ha , duty after school - light : wave to earth

"we're friends, don't you remember?"

(i wrote this thinking abt kwon ii-ha 😪)

y/n walked towards the room that the boys were staying in. the girls and boys had separated rooms for obvious reasons as they stayed at the school for military training.

but y/n didn't realise the fact that most of the girls were crowding together around the corner of the hallway, watching her knock on the boy's door, waving through the window as most of the boys looked at the noise.

"it's y/n!"

"hi y/n!"

hee-rak and deok-joong jumped infront of y/n, opening the door quickly as they were the closest to the sliding door.

"hii, can i talk to ii-ha?"

y/n shifted on the spot nervously, playing with the sweater in her hands. all the boys in the room ooo-ed, as ii-ha got up from his makeshift bed with hurry, jogging over to y/n with a small smile on his face.

"hey."

"hello.."

y/n and ii-ha held eye contact together but y/n looked away quickly, the red hue on her face becoming hotter.

"follow me?"

"okay- stop looking you weirdos."

ii-ha said to y/n sweetly, before looking at hee-rak and deok-joong and hitting them over the head before walking away to y/n. the boys huddled around the doors and looked out the room windows to watch y/n and ii-ha walk away while they laughed together.

"guys.. do you wanna follow them?"

"yes right now, before we lose them!"

-

"how was training today?"

"it was okay, i bet your weak ass struggled."

"hey! so rude."

ii-ha laughed at y/n's reaction, looking at the sweater in her arms. he leaned on the open window sill as y/n stood next to her, standing and looking at the purple spheres and stars in the sky.

"are you giving my sweater back?"

"yes, i keep forgetting to all the time now and i'm remembering now so i better do it while i remember."

"you can keep it, you know that right?"

"yeah but i feel baddd, plus i don't think that friends keep each others clothes. don't think i didn't realise you stole my oversized shirt. you're literally wearing it right now."

"YEAH WELL. it's oversized on you but fits good on me so cry about it."

"i'm waiting for my shirt."

"ugh can't we trade?"

"NO"

y/n tugged on the shirt that ii-ha had on. HER shirt, whining.

"i miss this shirt man"

"too bad, if you want it so bad buy me one and you can have this one back."

ii-ha pulled her arm, tugging her into him as he slid an arm around her shoulder as she relaxed into his touch as they fell into silence, but it was peaceful as the night crickets chirped loudly. they were basking into each other's closeness so much that they couldn't see the smacks from their classmates hitting each other and watching them.

"what are we? like us?"

ii-ha shrugged, replying,

"we're.. friends?"

"we're more than friends. friends with benefits? wait no that's for like sexy shit."

"do you wanna be friends with benefits you pervert?"

ii-ha acted disgusted, ignoring the fact that he was actually thinking about it with y/n if she said yes, still holding an arm around her shoulder.

"gross no! but, we're not friends."

"best friends?"

y/n blinked at him, sighing.

"good enough, we're besties."

"put the sweater on."

"i'm not cold?"

"i can feel the goosebumps on your arms, put it on."

ii-ha let his arm fall, watching y/n put on the sweater a little too big for her as he smiled, playing the memory back of her wearing the sweater of his for the first time.

-

"it's so fucking cold."

ii-ha had one hand tucked into his pockets, the wind blowing through his hair as he felt the air from the open windows throughout the whole building as he sat slumped in the chair, the free hand holding a walkie talkie as he talked to y/n. the both of them had guard watch for the boys room and girls room in different hallways.

"i told you wear a hoodie."

"yeah but i thought it would be okay because we're inside."

y/n hadn't heard from ii-ha for a minute, worried, she called back.

"ii-ha? why'd you go quiet?"

"here."

y/n screamed at the random noise, jumping up from her chair in fear, worried the girls heard her she slapped her hand over her mouth.

"oh my gosh why'd you have to scare me like that?"

"you're just a pussy, here."

he shook his hand that the sweater was in, underneath his sweater he wore a plain black shirt.

"you're cold."

"you know i could've just gone back to the girls and get a hoodie?"

"yeah but knowing you, you would stay there and talk with them and be lazy to go back. so i came to you."

"..thank you ii-ha."

holding the sweater in her hand, she could feel the wear in the sweater from ii-ha, slipping the big sweater on after she dropped the walkie talkie in her lap.

"no problem. keep talking to me on the walkie, i'm getting bored on night watch."

ii-ha said, waving as he walked away slowly and then turning a corner. after he turned the corner, he walked with his hands covering his face to help the heat on his face to disappear. he was cold without his sweater, but y/n alone made him feel hot enough.

-

"we might aswell just trade."

ii-ha said again, holding her shoulder again as he swung an arm around her.

"you're so annoying."

"yeahhh, but you love me."

"mhm whatever."

ii-ha looked down on y/n with his eyes, connecting his eyesight to her as she kept staring at the sky through the window. feeling a sense of courage, on the other side that he wasn't on of y/n's, he reached out for her hip, pulling it towards him as y/n followed his hands as she looked at them and then looked up at ii-ha as she followed his movements that made her lean on the window sill with ii-ha caging her in between his arms.

"we can be more, than best friends if you want you know."

y/n was too focused on ii-ha to even notice the others were peeking into the classroom watching them. she bit her bottom lip softly,

"only if you want to."

y/n said back, her eyes closing slowly as she leaned in, ii-ha immediately followed her lips, kissing her deeply as she held her arms around his neck and he held onto her hips, steadily moving his arms eventually to her waist.

after seconds, they separated, a small string of saliva connecting the two of them as y/n laughed nervously, hiding her red face with her hands and dug her face into his torso as ii-ha held her waist still and laughed, holding her even closer as he let y/n rest her head in his shoulder, him resting his head on hers.

"FUCK I HATE YOU GUYS"

a voice from the door yelled out, ii-ha and y/n finally realised the group of the class as y/n grew embarrassed, hee-rak had been the one who yelled, all the girls were trying to pull him down to cover him so that they could watch the two of them.

"hee-rak get fucking down!"

"hee-rak you blew it!"

"THEY'RE TOO CUTE- FUCK RUN AWAY"

ii-ha had let go of y/n, not before leaving a kiss on her forehead and also pulling her arm to run at everyone by the door, everyone scrambled to get away, laughing as their voices echoed down the hallways, other classes wondering what was going on.

bakugou

-

the perfect pair by beabadoobee

-

bakugou did not think he would be here. in a grocery store, with an dirty apron and his shirt and hair half covered in flour.

because it all started with racoon eyes suggesting a bake off.

"the whole class should have a bake off!"

mina exclaimed to the whole class, that were either in the kitchen or the lounge area.

"what do you mean, what kind?"

"just like, bake a cake, whoever's cake the best is the winner and like mr aizawa can be the judge!"

"i'm sure he'll find everyone's terrible.."

"nah fuck that, that's dumb i'm not competing."

bakugou retaliated, standing up from his sitting position from the couch next to kirishima and already walking away to the elevator present in the dorms.

"why not???"

"'cuz i know mine's gonna be the best out of all you losers."

"don't worry about bakugou, he's probably too chicken to see that his cake will be the worst, am i right, kacchan?"

denki teased, sitting up straight next to kirishima, who was laughing next to him.

"FUCK YOU I WILL BEAT YOUR ASS"

-

everyone got a partner from picking names in a hat, some were lucky and some were lucky, everyone yelled out when mineta got sato which was completely unfair, and denki literally laughed out loud but alo mixed with screaming when bakugou pulled denki's name out the hat.

denki was a lost hope, first of all he mixed the mixture too much which made it too runny, so they started again.

second of all, he added too much sugar and it disappeared into the mixture, so they couldn't take it out so they had to start again for the second time.

then icyhot accidentally knocked over their mixture because todoroki didn't see mineta infront of him and tripped onto mineta, pushing the table that denki and bakugou were using and the flour AND the mixture flew everywhere and that would mean that they had to start again a THIRD time. bakugou was just sick and tired.

so, bakugou chose a plan b.

"dunce face, i say i go to the store and buy a cake. we have failed making this mixture too many times so don't ask questions."

"what did i do when THEY ask questions about you being gone-"

"just STALL SPARKY"

-

bakugou made his way to the store, him getting funny looks but also looks of admiration as some people knew him from the sport's carnival, but why was he dirty in flour??

he went into a nearby grocery store and nearly ran into the isle with desserts, he browsed the isle and tried to find the specific cake they were all trying to bake.

"do you need any help?"

a voice called out to him from behind, he turned around to find a worker, wearing the corresponding blue to match the store's logo. he couldn't help his eyes from wondering to take in their facial features, hair colour, eyes and just them in general. he took notice of the name tag, y/n. y/n was really pretty.

"i couldn't help but notice your, attire."

they laughed a little and that made bakugou's face turn red.

"my friends were having a bake off, but my baking partner was too stupid and now i have to buy one."

"oh! i see, may i suggest this, (favourite/cake/flavour) is the best, everyone's loves it."

they reached around bakugou, who wanted to lean closer to the worker but fought his inner muscles. he couldn't stop thinking about how embarrassed he was for them to see him so gross and floury.

"yeah.. (f/c/f) is good."

he absolutely hated it with his whole soul, if he could make it disappear forever he would.

-

"is that all for today?"

bakugou snapped into reality again, while he was infront of the cashier to pay for the cake.

"uh yeah."

his eyes kept wondering to the worker that had helped him, who was now helping another, how he so wanted that person to be him again. he payed for the cake and was beginning to walk out the store, but then his brain made him whip himself around, going back into the store.

'what are you doing idiot?!'

"hey."

y/n turned around to see him again, the same cute customer that they saw in the shirt covered in flour and apron wrapped around his torso.

"oh hi again! did you need help with something else?"

"uh yeah, i need help finding the- cutting board! my friend doesn't have one and it just slipped my mind."

of course the dorm kitchen have a cutting board which one doesn't?

the blonde hair customer's face was trying to be stoic, but his face was bright red and his eyebrows slightly furrowed, but he was maintaining eye contact with y/n so it made them nervous.

"ah! right this way."

y/n spun around quickly so the customer didn't catch the steam coming out of their ears and nose.

"here are the boards, you can pick whichever one you want, but just tell me if you need help, i'll be right over there."

y/n turned away, trying to contain themself, bakugou was yelling at himself.

'fuck they're getting away, don't let them!'

"hey,"

y/n turned around again,

"do you think i could get your number?"

-

"baku bro! why'd you take so long?! everyone's almost done!"

"don't care dunce face, here's your cake, i can't be bothered to wait for the winner."

bakugou shoved the dirty apron and the cake in the bag to denki once he ran up to bakugou, walking away to his room to have some peace. he shoved his hands in his pockets to feel around for the piece of paper in there.

once he got into his room, he pulled out his phone and typed in the number on the paper. ringing the number, after three rings, it picked up.

"hello?"

"hey again, i worried you gave me a fake number."

"of course i wouldn't."

-

"my shift ends soon, so call me, yeah?"

-

wc : 1015 words

𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 - 𝐨𝐧-𝐣𝐨

[ all of us are dead ] on-jo x reader

- the small group that consist of on-jo, cheong-san and reader enjoy their time together, well, mostly on-jo and y/n.

y/n l/n

- male!reader - he/him pronouns

jungkook { bts } - still with you

warnings; none!

lets say cheong-san doesn’t have a crush on on-jo ( SORRY CHEONG-SAN )

on-jo ate her food, until the doorbell rang.

“It’s cheong-san and y/n.”

on-jo’s dad looked at the direction towards the door.

“they’re always on time.”

“bye, dad.”

on-jo said, standing up and grabbing her bag,

“hey, have another bite, okay?” 

on-jo was already walking towards the door.

“yah, kid! are you okay!?”

-

on-jo opened the door and exited, closing the door behind her, seeing y/n munching on a piece of bread and playing on his phone while leaning on the half-concrete wall for safety, cheong-san next to him chewing food in his mouth. 

y/n looked up from his phone, putting the rest of the bread in his mouth and swallowing it. 

“i’ll be waiting in the elevator.”

him already starting to walk there, 

“hurry!”

he yelled back.

-

y/n stayed in the elevator, his foot infront of the door waiting and preventing it from moving. cue on-jo running in, pushing y/n’s foot back and pressing the button to close. 

“lemme guess you lost?”

then cheong-san ran by the closing doors, trying to open them but ultimately failing, making him go down the stairs.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about.”

y/n laughed which made on-jo smile.

-

the doors dinged open, on-jo and y/n walked out of the space, talking about their first class and homework, cheong-san stood bent over and breathing heavily. obviously tired from probably running down the stairs. 

“play fair.. you punk. god i’m spent.”

slinging his bag off his shoulder, he held it infront of on-jo, 

“carry it.”

“but look at this, i got hurt making breakfast.”

on-jo reasoned, holding up her finger that was in a bandaid. cheong-san did not care, putting his bag strap on her arm.

“let’s go, gopher.”

cheong-san was walking infront of the two others, on-jo tried kicking the back of his knee, but cheong-san managed to dodge. walking backwards and looking towards y/n,

“keep up, chipmunk!”

“stop calling me that!”

y/n yelled after, pocketing his phone and running after cheong-san who was already running away.

“wait up!”

on-jo yelled, putting cheong-san’s bag like hers but on her front.

-

the trio ran along the sidewalk of the street, nearing the school that they went to, the bell would ring in 2 minutes and they were so far away from even the crosswalk. cheong-san was speeding past the two since he didn’t have to carry his own bag. 

on-jo kept adjusting cheong-sans back strap on her shoulders, slightly struggling to run, y/n caught sight of it since he was next to her running, he held his hand out,

“give me your bag.”

“what?” 

“i’ll carry your bag, c’mon we have to hurry!”

on-jo hesitated for a second, but still gave her bag to y/n.

“now- let’s go gopher!”

“shut up!”

on-jo yelled back, as y/n was speeding ahead of her, but she managed to catch up.

-

they had managed to get through the teachers because they were supposingly ‘late’, cheong-san saw that y/n was now holding two bags instead of one and on-jo was only holding his bag.

“why are you holding on-jo’s bag?”

“because we were gonna be late, well mainly on-jo.”

y/n chuckled, looking towards on-jo who was walking beside him, on-jo put on one of those calm-angered faces and kicked y/n in the back of the knee, continuing to walk up the hill with cheong-san as y/n stopped walking and he groaned out in pain. hearing cheong-san’s laughter fade as they left him.

“i’m holding your bag here on-jo!”

-

eventually, y/n got to his classroom, having both straps on his back from his bag and one strap from on-jo’s bag on his right shoulder. 

“yah, on-jo.”

y/n called out, putting her bag on her lap and walking back towards his friends, still having his bag on his back. 

“thank you y/n!”

y/n just offered a smile back to her, on-jo looked back to her friend, i-sak, she was already grinning at her.

“what?”

“you like y/n don’t you?’

“what?! of course i don’t.”

“he was holding your bag,”

“i was holding cheong-san’s.”

“yeah but cheong-san didn’t hold your bag, plus you have that game with him of who holds each other’s bags, butttt y/n chose to hold your bag.”

i-sak explained thoroughly, after, she was slapping her shoulder.

“accept it! you do!”

“i don’t!”

-

on-jo lied, of course she did. she liked y/n, alot. she just didn’t know if he liked her back. she thought about confessing to him after they finished their meal at ‘cheong-san chicken’, cheong-san mom’s business, she made cheong-san hold her bag since she won the game in the morning that day, he went ahead of the two as y/n walked slightly ahead of on-jo,

“y/n-ah.”

“hm?”

y/n hummed, turning around to face on-jo directly. she stood looking at him nervously for a second.

“i need to ask you something.”

“what is it?”

y/n questioned, on-jo took her hair out, styling it by pushing some hair behind her ears. 

“does it look good like this? or like this?”

it felt like slow-motion to y/n, he stared at her as her hair was blown back slightly from the wind and her smile that she held sent shivers down his spine.

“you couldn’t ask i-sak? what, are you gonna confess to someone?”

y/n smirked, bending his head down to on-jo’s level. on-jo’s face went red,

“shut up! just tell me your answer!”

“well, i don’t know. plus you look beautiful the way you are.”

y/n replied, grabbing her hairtie from her wrist and tying it up from infront of her, it made her go red even more.

“you shouldn’t have to change yourself for someone you like.”

-

that moment had been stuck in her head for awhile, she couldn’t tell if she wanted it out or in. she had tried to block it out since yesterday but failed, giving up and just letting it stay.

i mean, he called her beautiful, he should like her, right? no, friends can think of each other as pretty, childhood friends nonetheless. 

right?

-

y/n laid on his bed, having been in multiple positions but still nothing helping him sleep, he sat up and looked towards his clock that was on his bedside table, it read 1:34 AM, y/n’s hopes of sleeping lessened and eventually he stood up and walked to the kitchen, switching the light on and getting a cup of water.

‘i wonder if on-jo is awake.’

y/n walked back to his room, drinking his cup of water then putting it on his bedside table. He grabbed his charging phone, pulling it off the cable and unlocking his phone. 

typing, “on-jo are you awake”

after five minutes of her not responding, he gave up and laid back down, putting his phone back, but before he could, vibrations from his phone going into his hand made him look at his phone again. 

the notification read, “yeah what do you want D: i was just sleeping”

y/n smiled, immediately responding, “sorry i woke you up LMAO”

“its okay i don’t rlly mind now what do you want”

“wanna go to the rooftop?”

“why 🧍‍♀️”

“im bored and wanna stargaze”

“tf its cold”

“then get a jacket dumbass”

“my warm jackets are in the wash :(”

“you want my jacket or smth”

“YES PLS”

“okay we’ll meet at the rooftop 👍”

his last message had been left on read, he assumed she was already up and moving, so he moved as well, quickly grabbing two of his jackets, slipping one on and going out the door.

he had gotten there before her since he lives on one of the higher levels of the apartment then her and cheong-san, he sat down on the cold floor, eventually lying back down and looking at the stars. he heard the door opening from the place that lead you to the rooftop, he assumed it was on-jo and he was right, she walked quickly to him, obviously cold and he handed her his jacket, she wore it quickly and visibled relaxed.

“better?”

“much better.. still a bit cold.”

y/n took note of her stiff shoulders, taking her by surprise by him wrapping his arm around her and pulling her closer.

“better?” 

he asked a second time. she nodded this time, not trusting her mouth to say yes. she snuggled against him, him also doing the same and hugging her close. 

surprisingly, it was a full moon that night.

lucky for y/n or on-jo?

in their japanese class, they had discovered that saying ‘the moon is beautiful, isn’t it?’ means ‘i love you’, a way to confess nicely but also be able to play it off as a joke if you’re rejected, nonetheless, y/n just wanted to try.

“the moon is beautiful, isn’t it?”

there was no correct response to accept the confession, but the words that were known for accepting were,

“i can die happy.”

on-jo said, in a soft voice then burying her face in his chest. y/n chuckled and hugged her even tighter. happiness bubbled inside of on-jo, it also settled in y/n, a newly couple.

wc : 1534 words