What Would It Be Like Being Takemichi's Younger (like One Or Two Years Younger) Sister? Also, Hope You're

what would it be like being takemichi's younger (like one or two years younger) sister? Also, hope you're doing well. Don't forget to drink water and to eat!!! stay safe and healthy :3

thanks for your concern and for the request!

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Takemichi Hanagaki as a big brother HCS ᡣ𐭩

I don't know why, but I always saw Takemichi as the almost perfect big brother, bro like, he would come back to the future to save you! Does this seem like little to you? I DO NOT BELIEVE. LET ME HOLD THE IDEA OF HIM BEING THE PERFECT BIG BROTHER

Brother of the type who would ask you for advice on future dates or gifts for Hina. He can appear at the most impossible moments and in a slightly embarrassed voice he will ask you if you think Hinata might like that necklace you saw at the shop. He does this because he believes that perhaps, being a girl, you might have more or less the same tastes as his beloved

One way or another you will necessarily get to know the members of Toman, starting with Chifuyu and probably Mikey too. He would like you to get along with them because he knows very well that he is not a great fighter, so in case something happens to you and he is REALLY exhausted, you can rely on them. From my point of view Mikey would be the most excited to talk to his little friend's little sister, maybe Mitsuya too

It would probably be the brother who asks you to do his homework in exchange for him doing the household chores that you have to do. Takemichi always wants to show himself well towards Hina in school, however he doesn't seem like someone who studies a lot... it's a valid deal, he cleans and you do his homework, it's not perfect, is it?

I imagined this too though: "Did you finish my cookies?!" "Maybe..." "I'll make you pay!" "How? Going to tell mom?" "No, she's on your side anyway...". YOUR MOTHER IS CLEARLY AGAINST HIM IN EVERYTHING

I imagined a pretty funny scene: him and Hina walking hand in hand, chatting like two lovers, while you and Naoto are behind them with a face like "I didn't even want to come there". Originally it was supposed to be a quiet outing between the 4 of you, couple and brothers, but we know well that if Takemichi nd Hina are together they let everything go a bit

As a child, it was clearly the brother who, to annoy you, told you at least once that you was adopted. You, after crying every time, reciprocated by saying that Santa Claus doesn't exist. This time it was he who cried

Honestly, I don't know if he would tell you about his time travel power. It could happen that he would tell you in a very particular case like what happened with Mikey and Draken (even if he wasn't actually there...) or he would simply tell you if it was too obvious, in short, I believe that things between brothers are discovered more quickly

heya!! hope you're having an amazing day so far!! and if you aren't too busy, could you do a oneshot where reader who is a bit younger (prob like 1-2 years younger or sumn) then kazutora, izana but still decides to 'adopt' them. reader treats them better than their parents and basically shows them all the love they need. anyways have a good one!! ♡♡

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— You deserve it

Y/n had entered Izana and Kazutora's life in a simple, almost casual way. She had responded to an advert looking for roommates, and when the two boys showed up at the door of her apartment, she couldn't help but welcome them

The first weeks together were calm, marked by a silent routine. Y/n took care of the little things: she made breakfast, she left a few kind messages on post-it notes stuck to the fridge, and she made sure the apartment was a warm and welcoming place. Izana and Kazutora, accustomed to a solitary and harsh life, observed everything with a mixture of disbelief and suspicion. They couldn't understand why Y/n was doing all this for them. No one had ever done anything like this

Izana and Kazutora, both in their twenties, had been marked by a difficult past, made up of abandonments and disappointments. They didn't know what it meant to be loved, and they had become accustomed to living in a world of coldness and indifference. Both had been in prison for some years and both had never had any sort of external affection other than for themselves. Both accustomed to a solitary and hard life, they observed all the girl's attentions with a mixture of disbelief and suspicion. They couldn't understand why Y/n was doing all this for them. No one had ever done anything like this

The girl had never fully understood why she felt the need to take care of them, but there was something in their eyes that made her understand how necessary it was. Over time, he noticed their silences, their difficulty expressing emotions and, above all, the distance they put between themselves and the rest of the world

It was one winter evening, when the snow fell lightly outside the window, that Y/n decided to take the first step towards their hearts. She had prepared a special dinner, one of those that took hours of work and that smelled delicious throughout the house "Hey, guys, I made something nice tonight. Why don't you have dinner with me?" she proposed with her usual sweet smile. They had been roommates for a while now but had never had dinner together, some due to organizational commitments and some for other reasons. Izana, with his amethyst eyes, cast a fleeting glance at Kazutora, trying to understand if there was some hidden trick behind that offer. Kazutora, who had always looked wild and indomitable, looked down, unable to understand Y/n's generosity. However, they both sat down at the table

As they ate, Y/n tried to engage them in light conversation, talking about the little things of the day like the snow falling silently and how nice it was to be warm in the house. Izana and Kazutora answered in monosyllables, but there was something in their eyes that was starting to change. Maybe it was the warmth of the food, maybe it was the tranquility that Y/n radiated, but for the first time, they felt a little less alone

The days passed, and Y/n continued to take care of them, without asking for anything in return. One morning, as she was preparing to go out, she noticed that Kazutora was staring at the window, lost in thought. She decided to come closer, and without saying anything, she put a scarf around his neck "It's cold outside. I wouldn't want you to get sick" she said in an affectionate tone. The scarf had been a very special gift from her father that she was very jealous of, but if it could help Kazutora, she would gladly lend it to him. The boy looked at her, surprised by that gesture. It was a strange feeling, that of being cared for, and he didn't know how to react. He said nothing, but the scarf remained in place, like a symbol of attention he had never known

Later that same day, Y/n found Izana sitting on the couch, a book in hand. She noticed that he seemed fascinated by the pages, even though the book was closed. She sat next to him, keeping a respectful distance "Do you like reading?" she asked, trying to enter his world. Between the two, Izana was certainly the more closed one. Izana glanced at her briefly, then looked back at the book "I find it interesting, but with this headache it's a little difficult for me to read" he admitted in a low voice, as if it were something to be ashamed of. The girl smiled sweetly and took the book from his hands. "If you want, I can read it" he proposed. And so he did. His voice filled the silence of the apartment, turning those printed words into vivid images in Izana's mind. He didn't say anything, but listened, letting Y/n's voice soothe him

As the months passed, something began to change in the atmosphere of the apartment. Izana and Kazutora began to open up a little more, sharing little pieces of their past lives. It wasn't easy for them to talk about what they had experienced, about the wounds that were still bleeding, but Y/n was there, always ready to listen without judging. She herself came from a somewhat particular situation, and was just trying to help someone as she wanted to be helped. If no one had done it for her, that didn't mean she couldn't do it for others

One evening, while they were all sitting on the couch, Kazutora broke the silence "Why are you doing all this for us, Y/n?" he asked, his voice cracking with an emotion he was trying to repress. Y/n looked at him softly, feeling the weight of that question "Because I care about you" she replied simply "I want you to know what it means to be loved, even just for a little while". Izana, who had remained silent until then, turned to her "We don't understand what you mean" he said, his voice cold but not without curiosity

Y/n stood up and walked towards them, taking one of Kazutora's hands and one of Izana's "Love is not just a word, it's an emotion that makes you feel safe, that makes you feel that someone is always there for you, even in the most difficult moments. It is a warmth that envelops you when everything else seems cold. I want you to feel it, to know that you are not alone" Kazutora felt a lump tighten in his throat. No one had ever spoken to him like that, with that sincerity. "We don't know how to accept it" he admitted, his voice trembling “You don't have to do anything” Y/n replied, squeezing their hands lightly "Let me show you. Accept that someone cares about you"

The days passed, and Y/n continued to take care of them, one gesture at a time, one word at a time. And little by little, something began to blossom in the hearts of Izana and Kazutora: it wasn't something big or immediate, but a small seed of trust and warmth that grew with time. Izana began to smile more often, a shy smile, almost invisible, but which for Y/n was the sign of a profound change. Kazutora, on the other hand, found himself seeking Y/n's company more frequently, finding comfort in her presence

One evening, while Y/n was reading on the couch, Kazutora sat next to her, resting his head on her shoulder. He didn't say anything, but that gesture spoke for itself. It was the first time he physically sought comfort, and Y/n couldn't help but smile, gently stroking his hair. Izana watched them from afar, and for the first time she didn't feel the need to move away. He walked over and sat on the other side of Y/n, leaning into her slightly

That night, Y/n fell asleep between Izana and Kazutora, their even breaths lulling her to sleep

It had been almost a year since they met, and every day spent together had built a bond that couldn't be broken. Izana and Kazutora, who had once been wary and withdrawn, had learned to trust her. Not only had they accepted her love, but they had begun to reciprocate, albeit in their own way. Izana, with his deep silences, now often sought moments of connection, looking at Y/n with eyes that reflected an affection he hadn't even known existed before. Kazutora also found refuge in her presence, which seemed to calm him for some reason

Izana, with his reserved nature, had found a kind of peace he didn't think possible. Y/n had managed to dissolve his defenses, showing him that love is not a weakness, but a strength that can fill the voids of the soul. For the first time in his life, he no longer felt lost or alone. He felt he belonged to something true and precious. Kazutora, on the other hand, had transformed from the wary and wild boy he had been. Y/n's sweetness and perseverance had shaped his armor, teaching him that there is no shame in asking for help, in seeking comfort in others

Baji with Fem!Rengoku reader pls?

I didn't exactly understand this request... I think you mean a girl with rengoku's personality??

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Baji in a relationship with a really positive girl HCS ᡣ𐭩

I have this stereotype that an extremely optimistic girl is also a very girly person, I don't know if I've conveyed the concept... it makes me laugh to think of Baji, who seems to have a fairly grunge style, next to a girl entirely dressed in cute colors and he's like "oh yeah, she's really my girlfriend"

Looking at the other side of the coin, the person next to him should probably more or less respect his clothing standards, SO GET READY FOR GRUNGE/METAL/PUNK CLOTHES or anything to do with these genres. In the end, being positive and having style in dressing are two different things, so don't take my words too seriously

Rengoku loves to eat and so technically this type of girl too, so dates would probably be mostly dates in some restaurant or bar. Probably someone at McDonald's too, in the end it's enough to eat together and chat

Kind of guy who isn't exactly the most positive person in the world, for him there is black and white, there are no other possibilities. So there would probably often be arguments (joking, arguing about more serious things) about him saying completely negative things and the girl encouraging him in some way

I imagine a possible chat group with him, Chifuyu (or Kazutora, depending on whether he's in prison or not) and the girl. The chats would go something like this: "Chifuyu, we need to burn the car of the guy who bothered Y/n the other day" "Got it!" "NOOOO YOU DON'T, look at the bright side of this! you have a new friend" "Y/n, I think Baji-San is right..." "Chifuyu I was hoping for a little cooperation from you"

Rengoku is extremely protective of his friends to the point of practically getting killed (hahaha rengoku it wasn't funny, you were my favorite character) so I have this scene in mind of the girl who sacrifices herself in Baji's place on the day of the Bloody Halloween

This type of girl would definitely be the same one who, like Chifuyu or Mikey, would want Baji back in Toman when he left the gang (whether the girl is also in Toman or not is your choice)

I imagine Baji as a guy who is extremely interested in his partner's life, so there are often chats where his girlfriend simply talks about everything and he listens without forgetting absolutely anything. Rengoku is someone who talks a lot, so the reader would probably be like that too

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

⁀➷ 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

in a relationship (teen HCS)

as a parent (bonten HCS)

in a relationship (bonten HCS)

when you're sick (teen HCS)

in a relationship in juvenile (teen HCS)

watching the fireworks with you (teen HCS)

braggrat (adult OS)

just for protection (teen OS)

⁀➷ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

in a relationship (teen HCS)

as a parent (bonten HCS)

⁀➷ 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

in a relationship (teen HCS)

a normal day (kantou OS)

when you're sick (teen HCS)

⁀➷ 𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

in a relationship (teen HCS)

as a big brother (teen HCS)

⁀➷ 𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐖𝐀 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

in a relationship (teen HCS)

as a big brother (teen HCS)

duet (teen OS)

where do you think you're going? (teen OS)

you deserve it (teen OS)

oh, my toxic loverboy (teen OS)

⁀➷ 𝐑𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐈 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

in a relationship (teen HCS)

at your level (teen OS)

as an uncle (adult HCS)

⁀➷ 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

in a relationship (teen HCS)

as a parent (adult HCS)

innocent secret (teen OS)

innocent secret second part (teen OS)

⁀➷ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

as a big brother (teen HCS)

⁀➷ 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐘𝐔 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

in a relationship (teen HCS)

⁀➷ 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

in love with you (teen HCS)

I know it too, Baji (teen OS)

in a relationship with a positive girl (teen HCS)

⁀➷ 𝐊𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐎 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

dating him as Izana's sister (teen HCS)

⁀➷ 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐊𝐈 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

as a big brother (teen HCS)

take's sister dating one of his friends (teen HCS)

⁀➷ 𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

you deserve it (teen OS)

⁀➷ 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐇𝐂𝐒/𝐎𝐒 𖹭

hidden scars - 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

Hello!! Can I plz request Kanto! Mikey x reader where he meets her for the first time and becomes obssed with her? Like maybe the reader accidentally stumbled across their meeting area whilst walking home and some of his members tried to scare her off but she just beat them up and then looks at Mikey with boredom and is like "keep your dogs in place" before walking off home and things can go from there. It's ok if no tho! :)

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— A normal day

I remember few about that day. I have vague memories of seeing my subordinates get in line, something routine, of no importance except for the fact that I wasn't the one doing it that time. Among the fog of hazy memories of that day 2 years ago there is something that emerges clearly, like a snapshot that I can't forget: her gaze

I had no idea who you were or why you were there. I had never cared about knowing people, their names or their faces, I barely remembered those of my most trusted managers. Yet, the way you looked at me, that mixture of calm and determination, struck me. It was unlike anything I'd felt in a long, long time. For a period that I couldn't even quantify, I felt empty, almost insensitive to everything. But in that instant, something was different

I can't say what it was exactly, but I know I felt something move inside me, something I thought was now lost. It was as if your gaze had touched a deep point, awakening a part of me that I had buried. It wasn't fear or curiosity. Maybe it was a feeling, something I couldn't define but which made me feel a sort of warmth. There, in that moment, I realized that there was still something in me, something that he could still feel

I remember clearly how that moment changed everything. It was like a spark that lit something new inside me. After a long time of feeling nothing, of being numb to the world around me, her look made me feel something different. And from there, a fixed thought was born, a desire that I could no longer chase away. I didn't know who that girl was, or what her name was. I had no idea what she did, what her world was. But none of this mattered to me. What struck me, what haunted me, was the sensation she made me feel. I was convinced that if she had managed to spark something in me, it had to be important, someone useful and interesting in my life

I started looking for her relentlessly. I found myself thinking about her all the time, wondering where she was, what she was doing. I couldn't concentrate on anything else. I was certain that finding it would be the key to understanding more about myself, to awaken that part of me that I thought was dead. My research became an obsession, a mission I couldn't escape. I was determined to find her because I knew that somehow she had the power to change something inside me, to give me a new direction. It had to be mine, or at least I had to find out who she really was

A few months later I found it. It wasn't easy, but I finally managed to find out who she was: I learned that she was a student at a school attended by Kokonoi. That detail was the key that allowed me to get close to her without arousing suspicion. I didn't want her to know how hard I'd worked to track her down; I wanted everything to appear casual, natural. So, I planned each meeting down to the smallest detail. I created fake situations, occasions where it seemed like we were in the same place by pure chance. I made sure to meet her in the school corridors, in nearby bars or at some party organized by mutual acquaintances. Each time, I introduced myself as if it were just a coincidence

We started talking, exchanging a few words at first, nothing too demanding. But those brief conversations were enough to start building a bond, or at least to make her believe that our relationship was happening spontaneously. Every step I took was calculated, every gesture aimed at making her closer to me, without her suspecting me in the slightest, that boy she had looked at with such a grim gaze but who had made me fall irreparably in love. I was increasingly convinced that there was something special about her, something that made me want her in my life

"What color then?" you say in your usual high-pitched voice, while looking at your miniskirt in front of the mirror. All the boys stop talking while I turn boredly towards you, looking at you with the usual attention. Pink suits you "Pink is better, babe" I say waving at you. Only when I stopped talking to you do the Haitans come back to talk about the main topic

In the end, after less than six months, she declared herself. Everything went exactly according to my plan, as I had planned from the beginning. Every move, every word, every false encounter had led to this moment. And when she finally told me how she felt, I wasn't surprised. It was exactly what I expected.I t was normal to find you at meetings, sitting on my lap or lost in your thoughts, focused on something else while I talked to my men. No one dared say anything against you, nor questioned your presence. You had now gained a sort of silent respect, or maybe it was just fear: they knew you were important to me. You had discovered about Kantou anonymously, reconnecting by a pure act of coincidence that meeting of ours in which those bastards had annoyed you

Oh yes love, just coincidence. I definitely didn't look for you assiduously for months and months just because you made me feel something just by looking at me for less than 10 seconds. Pure and simple... randomness, absolutely

"The black one doesn't look bad on me either!" you say putting your black skirt over your pink one. The room becomes silent again, a gesture that ultimately amuses me. I get up slowly, arriving behind you; my hands end up on your hips, stroking them in the way that I know gives you shivers "You could wear a shit-colored one and still be the most beautiful girl in the world. I'll finish with the boys, wait for me upstairs ok?" I say, and without making any gestures I see you nod and then go up the stairs to my apartment

The meeting then continues peacefully for another half hour. The boys leave in a hurry and as soon as I turn around I find you sitting on the last step "Since when have you been there, babe?" I say going back to the big sofa, taking the heavy Kantou jacket off my shoulders "Since everyone left. I was waiting for you" you say getting up. I feel a slight pressure as I see you sit on my lap "You always spend a lot of time in meetings and give me few ttention" you say, and I involuntarily I giggle at your words "You're just very needy" I say running my hand up and down your entire back

This was just one of the typical moments of our days. You need attention like a puppy and I'm happy to give it to you. I don't know the difference between love and obsession, for me they are the same thing until you decide you have enough of me; and so things go and will go, according to my plan drawn up to become and stay your other half

IM IN LOVE WITH THIS STORY PLS 🙏

Not Your secret (Suo hayato x reader)

Requested by: anon -🏍

The first time you met Suo was a disaster. You've just gotten out of one of the hardest days at school, and you were trying hard to not just burst into tears because of how much the day sucked. To clear your mind, you thought a sweet treat might help, so you went to the nearby cafe and ordered a strawberry cake and coffee. The moment you sat down staring at your plate, you didn't feel like eating, and to make the matter worse, a group of boys walked into the cafe and took the table right next to you. They kept laughing and looking your way until one of them made his way towards you trying to talk to you but you told him that you are not interested in talking to him but he kept pushing to make you speak so you got up without even touching your food and left the cafe only to be followed by the same group. You walked fast to lose them but they reached to your pase and just when one of them was about to touch your shoulder someone grabbed his arm. A bit taller guy dressed in dark green uniform with an eyepatch covering his eye. Immediately, he pushed the guys away, making him fall backwards, and with a smile, he spoke, "You're making the girl uncomfortable." You watched as the group of boys ran to attack him only for him beating all of them one by one with a smile on his face when he turned to face you. "Are you okay?" He asked sweetly. Without a second word, you started to cry your eyes out, making him stand there in confusion. "Don't mind those idiot boys, I don't think they will eve -"

You shook your head, still crying, "I really wanted to eat that cake," you cried, and he held his laughter. He forwarded his hand and spoke, "I know a cafe that has great cakes. Would you wanna go? You can use a friend right now, hmm?" You hiccup looking at his hand, and eventually you agreed. That day led to you both exchanging numbers, and eventually, he confessed his feelings to you after months that he liked you. Suo was a total gentleman and treated you like a princess no matter what day or time. If you needed him, he'd be there out of the wind. You really liked him however unlike you ex boyfriends he kept his life to himself and you barley knew anything about him nor where he lived everytime you'd suggest a movie night it was always at yours, his friends? He said they had "work" or "patrolling" or even his school; he'd offer to walk you to school but never mention where he goes. He met your siblings and friends when you ran into the mall, and he's always at yours. He wasn't the type to go around and cheat but not knowing the smallest thing about him made your mind wonder over what your ex did the last time, it was putting thought in your mind that he must be hiding the fact he has a girlfriend and you probably don't exist to his friends and family.

You sat on the couch thinking these stuff making yourself sad for no reason. Your phone rang, and it was Suo calling. With a sigh, you picked it up, "Hello lovely, just calling because I missed my beautiful princess. Wanna hang out later?" He's soft voice melted your heart, but you snapped back."Where? At yours?" .He chuckled "I was thinking at yours since I'm closer to your plac-" a tear fell on your hand and your breath hitched at his answer, you hoped he didn't hear that but he did, "Darling? Are you crying? Baby? Can you hear me? What's wrong?" You shut the phone throwing it on the couch. Suo kept calling and texting to no answer, which made his heart drop. Immediately, he excused himself from his friends and ran to your apartment.

Meanwhile, you were in your room crying over the thoughts of him being ashamed of being with you or cheating and every bad thought your mind was throwing at your heart. Suo unlocked the door and ran to your room, his heart pounding as he caught his breath. "What's wrong, love? Why are you crying? Hey, talk to me." He slowly sat on the bedside as you cried your eyes out, hiding your face in your pillow. He caressed your hair, bending his head to look at your face as he removed your hair to uncover your face. "Princess? My beautiful girl. What happened? Have I said something to upset you?" You didn't answer, "if you won't talk, then how will I help baby? Sweetheart, look at me?" He smiled softly before easily pulling you off the pillow and you refused to look at him still crying, he pulled you to his chest, softly caressing your head, "shhh Shhh, whatever it is making you upset we'll fix it, okay?" You cried until you couldn't anymore and just stayed in his arms staring blankly at his shirt, "Wanna tell me what's bothering you, love?" He asked after a long silence. "You!" You replied, making his brows shot up, "me? What have I, the stupid idiot boyfriend have done to make my sweetheart cry so much?" He asked, half joking. "You are ashamed of me," you replied, and he immediately got serious, "Love, don't say such thing." You noticed his voice got serious as he said that looking at you, so you pulled away from his hands looking at him now, "well then, why are you hiding the fact that we are dating? Why haven't I met your friends when you have met mine? Why don't I know where you live and what stupid school has that stupid grean uniform? And why do you keep saying about that stupid patrolling thing, and you expect me to believe a school asks its students of such things? I haven't even been in your house, and that stupid joke about your eyepatch that i didn't find funny! I feel like I'm dating a ghost or I'm I not good en-" He placed his hand on your lips, "Don't you say that about yourself, never. Not when I'm still here with you and not even when you are alone." You sighed, pushing his hand away, looking away. He softly pulled your face towards him and smiled, "Is that what's bothering you? Do you think I'm hiding the fact that I'm dating you?" He asked softly, and You nodded. He took your hands in his rubbing your knuckles he spoke, "I'm so sorry, sweetie, that I made you think such a thing. I'm sorry I made you cry because of me, I didn't think these things mattered to you." You sighed, "they do. They matter to me, and I wanna be part of your life as much as you are in mine." He smiled, pulling you closer, "I attend Furin High; it's a bit further from yours, it's all boys school. We don't just attend the school for education. We have groups of students who take turns on patrolling around the town to make sure everyone is safe. And yes, this is our uniform sadly," he chuckled, "I live a bit further from my school. And my friends know about you, in fact I was gonna ask you to meet them tomorrow if you'd like. And my eye; when I was around seven or eight I fell on it from an bicycle and its pretty bad and I can't see from it so I wear this eyepatch to not scare the kids from my white eye away," he laughed and pulled away standing up, "come on, let's go for a walk?" You blinked at him but took his hand.

It was around five in the evening as you both walked hand in hand, he showed you his school and it indeed looked like boys school as you two were passing by the school he waved at group of boys who had the same uniform on as him. "Oh, Suo!" A pink haird boy waved back as they all made their way towards you two. "Ahh, hello, are you Y/n? Suo talks a lot about you. It's so nice to finally meet you! I'm Nirei." You smiled at him, shaking his hand. "Ah, you're prettier than Suo mentioned, so sweet to finally meet you. I like your earrings. I'm kiryu." Said the pink haird boy. "Nice t-to meet you." A boy with half black and half white haird said, he seemed like he was having a hard time talking to strangers, so you waved at him, "Hello." Kiryu chuckled, "this is sakura. He just moved to the town, didn't you sakura." Sakura just nodded. "Suo, Y/n. We should all have a get-together at the cafe, na?" Kiryu suggested shuffling through his phone, "There's a new cafe that just opened near by, see, y/n?" He showed you his phone at the location of the cafe, and you gasped, "Ah, it's a cat cafe? We should go there!" You happily replied, making Suo chuckle to himself, "ya, you like cats? Y/n-San? That's nice to know!" Kiryu joined happily. Suo nodded. "We should set a day and get together, but now we need to get going." You waved at them goodbye and sacred to walk. You held Suo's arm now hugging his arm closer, "they know about me?" You asked, and he nodded down at you before placing a kiss to your head. You both kept walking until he stopped in front of a beautiful house, "Come on in, I live here, but right now, no one's home. My dad's at the dojo that he owns just down the road and mom is probably home if not out with her friends-" his sentence was cut short when you heard a lady calling his name from the house, "Suo, Darling? Is that yo- oh my hello!" She stopped when she saw you, greeting you with a smile; his mother had the dark burgundy hair, and you can tell he looks just like his mother.

"Welcome sweetie, are you Y/n? I don't forget the beautiful girl he described, oh dear, you look much prettier than I thought. Come in, why are you standing outside? I just made jasmine tea, sit here, and I'll bring you some, Suo, help me come on." Suo smiled at you before following his mother and telling you to sit down in their beautiful living room. A minute later, they came back with tea, and his mother brought a plate full of sweets. She sat next to you and Suo pour tea for the three of you, "how did my son manage to find such an angel of a girlfriend. Ah, you look beautiful, my child. Suo has been keeping you away from me. That's not a nice thing, Suo." He chuckled at his mother's words, her brows frowned when she noticed your red eyes, she placed her soft hands on your cheeks, "Your eyes are puffy. Have you been crying? Are you sick? Ah, I should make you some sou-" You shook your head, "No, no. I'm okay, it's uh it's, the winds gotten into my eyes that's why it's red, I'm fine." She smiled, "we'll that's good to hear because I thought might be another reason making you upset," she said that and gave Suo a cold look as if she was threatening him, you chuckled, "No I'm fine in fact Suo made sure I was fine and took me for a walk to cheer me up, right Suo?" He smiled at your attempt of saving him from his mother snapping at him if she found out why you cried.

She smiled her beautiful smile again before getting up, "All right, you kids have fun, and I'll go back to my baking, y/n are you fine with cookies? I'm baking some. I'll pack you some, and I would've prepared a nice dinner if Suo informed me that you're coming, dear." You chuckled nervously at her, "No, it's fine, ma'am." She smiled before walking into the kitchen. Suo got up, and you followed him, taking his hand when he forwarded towards you, "Let's go to my room." You stopped midway face flustered, "your room? Why? Why are we going to your room? Alone?" He laughed at your red face. "Princess, relax. I'll show you my room." You looked down at your hands embarrassed, he squeezed your hand gently, "you don't trust me?" You shot him a look, eyes wide, "No, I mean, I didn't mean it like that, sorry." He chuckled, "Don't apologise, princess. Come on, I'll just show you my room." You followed him upstairs close by him. You both entered the room; it was less decorated. His bed in the centre with baby blue covers, a table next to the window, his bookshelf on the other end of the room, and you noticed the plants he had by the window.

His clothes hanging on a rack and some neatly placed down. An electric guitar next to the bookshelf, "you didn't mention that you play guitar, suo." He chuckled before picking it up, "I do, I've just been too busy from using it, wanna hear something?" You nodded eagerly. "Come on, sit with me." He sat on the bed, and you sat next to him. Closely watching him as he sang, he's voice soft, making you fall in love over and again. You clapped for him, making his laugh when he finished singing, and he placed the guitar down, "That's all I remember now. I'll sing more for you if you'd like, hmm?" You nodded, "I'd love that." He stood up and pointed around his room, "well, this is my room. Go crazy and investigate it, " He said with a chuckle. You looked around and saw his jewellery stand on his table, "can I take a look at your jewellery?" You asked, and he moved for you to do so, "all yours darling, go ahead." He stood to the side as you went through his earrings, and he had many of them. He walked towards you and picked up a set of earrings that were in the shape of half moon with a silver string just like the one he's wearing, "keep these, I got them from China and I need you to have them." Your eyes widened, "b-but they're yours. I can't take them!" He smiled, placing his hands on your head, "Whatever is mine, now is yours. You can take more if you want -" You shook your head."No! I can't, I mean, these are so beautiful. " You looked down at the earrings he gave you, "thank you, Suo." He kissed your head before walking to his clothing rack, "you must be cold, here" He picked one of his dark blue hoodie and put it over your shoulder, "that will keep you warm, sorry we rushed out of your apartment that we forgot your jacket. Are you warm?" He ruffled your arms making your heart swell and eyes teary but you held back from crying and not wanting his mother think Suo made you cry, you wrapped your arms around him, "I'm so sorry for suspecting that you didn't care about me, I love you Suo." He hugged you tighter, "I love you more, sweetheart. I'm crazy about you, I'll do anything for you, my princess." He kissed your ear and whispered, "Wanna spend the night with me?" You pulled away face red as a tomato, "Suo!" He laughed and gathered you in his arms, "I'm kidding, I promise, but you can always change your mind." You chuckled, slapping his chest.

True to her words, his mother gave you a basket full of cookies and muffins that she had been baking and gave you the biggest hug before you left with Suo. Because he would never let you walk home alone.