Hi! I'd Like To Request Headcanons Or Small Fic (whatever You Prefer I'm Fine With Anything) For Ran

Hi! I'd like to request headcanons or small fic (whatever you prefer I'm fine with anything) for Ran Haitani (teen) with a crush that's getting bullied for liking him because others think the reader/crush doesn't match "Ran's" level?

I hope I explained this well but in case it's confusing... I'm really sorry🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— At your level

The hall is crowded, a river of students moving in scattered groups, some laughing and joking, some pushing the other with light elbows, some dragging themselves at a slow pace, still half asleep. The voices mix, creating a continuous buzz that bounces between the walls covered with noticeboards and school posters. As I walk through the school hall, I feel the eyes of some classmates resting on me, like pinpricks piercing the air thick with chatter and muffled laughter

Someone turns around, I notice it out of the corner of my eye, and immediately lowers his gaze as soon as he meets mine. Others whisper among themselves, and even if I don't hear the words, I know very well that I am occupying their conversations. The incessant shouting seems to become more intense as I get closer to the small groups scattered here and there. The unspoken words weigh like boulders, they slip into my ears, and I realize that every look I feel on me is full of assumptions, half-truths, gossip whispered in the corridors and bathrooms

"I wonder if she ever sees herself in a mirror! Really, she thinks she's some kind of deity to point right at him?" — "I feel sorry for her. I would never want to receive such a strong no from him. You know, it's him!"

There is no need for anyone to say anything openly; the mischievous smiles, the fleeting eyes, the way they narrow together when I pass are already eloquent enough. I am a cumbersome presence, a figure that attracts attention even when I would like to be invisible. I continue walking, keeping my face impassive, as if I don't notice anything, even if each step seems to mark the rhythm of their silent judgments

Every step I take weighs on me more and more, and not only because I feel the gazes on me, it's as if every day the weight of my mistake becomes more unbearable. Six months ago I would never have imagined that I would end up like this, at the center of these poisonous gossip. If only I hadn't made everything so obvious that day... If only I had kept my mouth shut or handled the situation better, I wouldn't be here now feeling judged at every turn, a victim of their hissy comments and fake smiles. I regret it more and more. It's a feeling that grows inside me like a weed, that envelops everything and leaves me no respite. I can't stop thinking about how I could have avoided all of this. All it took was a little more discretion, a little more silence. Maybe if I had been smarter, I could now just walk down this hall without feeling like a circus animal in front of everyone's eyes

I can't help but move forward, trying to keep my head up, even if inside I just feel more tired and wanting to disappear

“Y/n Chan, Y/n Chan!” a voice shouts behind me, and before I turn I find Moyaku, a girl two years younger than me who is nevertheless the only one who doesn't bother me "Y/n Chan! I finally managed to get the melonpan, here " says the girl, handing me the sweet that I said I wanted so much in a text message last night. I take the treat and smile at her, silently thanking her. She smiles back at me and decides to walk beside me, since this morning we have lessons in two nearby classes "Usual comments...?" the girl asks in a low voice, noticing the whispers of the other people "The usual ones" I say listlessly, biting a piece of the melonpan. We walk a little further in silence

"For me you could ask your half brother" says Moyaku, but I shake my head "Mamoru already said that I have to manage on my own" I say, but the girl next to me sighs "He only says that because he's afraid of getting into trouble with the Haitans since he's in that Toman thing. Damn though, he's your relative! He should protect you" says the girl but I laugh a little at her comment "He doesn't even consider me his sister... forget it, really" I say throwing away the waste paper dessert in a basket, biting the last piece

"I would defend you if I had the chance... but they never listen to the little ones" says Moyaku, but I grab her hand caressing it "You don't have to do anything, really. I appreciate your presence" I say with a smile, and she seems to want to end the conversation. We say goodbye and everyone goes into their own classroom

While the other kids enter the classroom, I sit at my desk and watch the rain of backpacks landing noisily on the tables, while voices quickly fill the air. My thoughts, however, are far away, anchored to that precise moment six months ago, when everything change

I'm in my third year and, looking back, I realize how absurd it seems to me that something that happened so recently could have transformed my school life so much. For almost two whole years I had been carrying a secret crush on Ran Haitani, the boy that all girls notice, the one who doesn't go unnoticed even when he does nothing to attract attention. Ran is popular, almost unattainable, a year older than me. I met him when I was only in my first year, still insecure and disoriented in the school corridors

He was different from all the others, and not only because he was already well established and known, but for his efficiency, for how he moved with confidence, especially during training sessions at the sports club. He practices running, and is good, or rather, very good. It's impossible not to notice him, with those fast and precise steps, the sweat sliding down his forehead as he passes the others as if nothing had happened. He was so charming, unreachable. Maybe it was precisely this that made me fall in love with him: that security, that aura that surrounded him

Then there was that period in which he lived near me, a lucky coincidence, which allowed me to see him every morning. We took the same route to school, me, him and his brother Rindou. Even though we didn't talk much, those moments were precious to me. They were little fragments of normality that made me daydream, made me hope that, maybe, one day, he would notice something more in me

Finally, after a long time keeping those feelings in secret, six months ago I took all my courage and declared myself. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I was going to faint. I was so sure that he would reject me, that he would say no gently and leave me to pick up the pieces of my pride. But it didn't happen that way. He didn't say no, but he didn't say yes either. He simply said he had to think about it, and I, with a lump in my throat, accepted that answer, hoping, dreaming that time would work in my favor

But something went wrong. In a short time, the news of my declaration went around the school, becoming a topic of gossip. I had declared myself to Ran Haitani, someone like him, out of my league. And now, I'm here, every day, paying the price for that choice, a victim of comments and giggles, regretting not having kept to myself those feelings that now only seem like a weapon against me

I often find myself wondering what my life would have been like if he had said yes. Maybe everything would be different now. Maybe I would walk the halls with a more confident smile, knowing that my heart was not broken, but welcomed. I imagine myself talking to him between lessons, laughing together, hearing those jokes that always made me smile when, every now and then, we happened to talk during those short journeys to school. But it didn't happen that way. The reality is that he doesn't talk to me anymore, and that "I have to think about it" that had left me hanging turned out, over time, to be just a polite way of saying no without openly hurting me. It's painful to admit it, but I can no longer hide behind illusions or empty hopes

After all, if he really wanted to say yes to me, he would have done it. Instead, it left me hanging on by a thin thread, which eventually broke. The silence that followed was even more eloquent than any words. With each passing day, I realized that his "I have to think about it" was nothing more than a sweet lie to make me believe that there was still a possibility, because in addition to being handsome he is also an asshole if he wants to be. Now, as I watch the other guys enter the classroom, with their seemingly simple and uncomplicated lives, I realize that I cannot change what has happened. That's how it happened, and I have to accept it. I have to stop tormenting myself with the "ifs" and "buts", because the truth is that he chose to walk away

The lesson begins and I try to concentrate. I take notes, the sound of the pen sliding on the paper is almost relaxing, a rhythm that keeps me anchored to reality while the teacher's voice fills the classroom. I try not to think about anything else, I immerse myself in the written words, in the explanation I'm trying to follow, even if every now and then my mind wanders, inevitably returning to those thoughts that I would prefer to avoid. But time passes and, after a few hours, we finally have the chance to go out

I leave the classroom and stop for a moment, letting the other students pass me. When I look up, I see something that makes my eyes widen. Moyaku is outside his class and is talking to Rindou Haitani, Ran's brother. I can't believe what I see. The two of them have never had contact before, at least not that I know of. Moyaku never told me about him, and I certainly wouldn't have guessed that they knew each other, let alone had anything to discuss. Also, Rindou is a fourth year and my friend is a first year. Yet, there they were, completely engrossed in the conversation. They seem so focused, so serious. I stop for a moment, unsure whether to get closer or stay away. Something inside me stirs, a curiosity mixed with a slight sense of apprehension. Why are they talking? What is it about?

As I continue to stare at Moyaku and Rindou, I notice that she sees me. His eyes meet mine, and for a moment he seems to freeze. Then, with a speed that surprises me, he moves away from Rindou and towards me. His pace is slightly hurried, and when he gets close to me, I notice a hint of agitation in his gaze. Still, he smiles at me, that smile I know well, one that tries to reassure me. I decide not to ask questions. If it were something important, she would have told me something right away, or at least that's what I tell myself to calm the curiosity gnawing inside me. Instead, we start chatting about this and that as we walk together towards the canteen. We talk about the usual things: homework, teachers, some jokes about our classmates. I try to let myself go into the conversation, but part of me keeps thinking about that moment outside of class, that dialogue between her and Rindou that I can't get out of my head

The hours pass quickly, between lessons and notes, and before I know it, it's almost time to go home. I gather my things and head towards the exit, when suddenly Moyaku joins me. She doesn't say anything, but hands me a note with a certain urgency, as if she's afraid to think about it again at the last moment. Her eyes are shifty, and before I can say anything, she turns and runs away, heading for the school gate. I stand there, ticket in hand, confused and slightly worried. What does all this mean? I look around, trying to see if anyone has noticed the scene, but everyone seems too busy thinking about their day to pay attention to us

With my heart beating a little faster, I slowly open the note "At 5.30pm in the hall in front of the Chemistry classroom on the third floor. I may be slightly late, so please wait a few minutes"

I open the note with slightly trembling hands, and begin to read. The message is short, almost hasty, but its content leaves me confused. It could very well be a joke, I think to myself, another attempt by the students to prank me and make me feel even more out of place than I already do. No explanation, no clue as to who might have written it or why I should show up there. My first reaction is to ignore it. It could just be another way to humiliate me, to make me wait in vain in front of an empty classroom, perhaps with someone hiding around the corner ready to laugh at me. But then, as I reflect, I realize that I don't have much to lose: my reputation is already in tatters, the rumors about me and Ran continue to circulate, and at this point, one more humiliation wouldn't change much. Maybe it's just curiosity, or maybe it's the desire to know if there's something more behind the note

So, with a mixture of anxiety and resignation, I head towards the classroom. It's almost time until the appointed time, and as I get closer, I feel my heart beating faster. It's the last class of the day for fourth and second years, and I know the students will be leaving soon. I lean against the wall opposite the door, trying not to attract too much attention, even though I know it's inevitable that someone will notice me. Minutes pass, and eventually, as expected, students begin to leave the room. I watch them pass in front of me, but no one seems to notice my presence. It's 5.40pm, and I'm starting to think I've been the victim of a bad joke. I feel silly, and the thought of leaving becomes stronger and stronger

Just as I'm about to walk away, I suddenly feel an arm come around my shoulders. The contact is surprising, almost comforting, but it makes me jump. My heart speeds up even more as I slowly turn to see who the person is who decided to approach me in that unexpected way

My heart stops for a moment when I turn and see that it's him, Ran. I never imagined he would be here, in front of me, at a time like this. His arm is placed on my shoulders with a disarming ease, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, as he pulls me closer to him. His face is calm, that usual relaxed look that characterizes him, as if there is nothing strange or out of the ordinary in what he is doing. I, on the other hand, am anything but calm: a tornado of emotions stirs inside me: surprise, confusion, a slight hint of panic. I can't understand why he's doing this. It's as if everything around us has stopped. I can feel the eyes of the other students fixed on us, I see them turn, almost paralyzed with surprise. The corridor, which until a moment ago was filled with constant chatter, is now immersed in an unnatural silence, broken only by the distant sound of someone's footsteps walking away

The closeness between us is almost unreal, and I feel the warmth of his arm holding me tighter, as if he wants to protect us both from the curious and judging gazes that surround us. But I can't help but wonder if this is all just another illusion, another twist of fate that will end up breaking my heart "Don't worry doll, let me talk"he says with an even stranger ease

I just look at him, trying to read something in his eyes, something that will give me a clue. What is he saying? What the fuck is going on?

"I don't care who you are, whether you're first or last year. I'm engaged so leave me alone" he says, raising his voice slightly, and if before the hall was silent, now people aren't even breathing anymore

I am left completely frozen in place as his words hit me like lightning. I can't immediately process the meaning of what he said. The world seems to spin more slowly as his words echo in my head, trying to make sense. What do you mean? Is he telling everyone to stop bothering him, or... is he really talking about me?. His tone is firm, almost irritated, as if he is tired of all this, yet his grip on my shoulders remains firm, almost protective. But it is precisely this contradiction that confuses me the most. Why is he saying these things? And above all, why is he doing it this way, in front of everyone? I feel the gazes of others around us becoming even more intense, I sense the murmur starting to grow around us, but it's as if I'm in a bubble, isolated from everything that's happening. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can't find the words, not even to ask for explanations

I am suspended in a limbo of conflicting emotions: disbelief, hope, confusion. I wonder if he's trying to protect me, to stop the gossip, or if this is just a way to get rid of me once and for all. And as I stand there, motionless, with my mind spinning, the only thing I can do is look at him

"A little sudden right? Sorry doll. So, what were you saying that Wednesday?" he says, returning his gaze to me, as if the impossible hadn't just happened "Eh? That Wednesday?" I ask perplexed "The day you declared yourself" he says, smiling innocently at me, even if innocent is the last adjective to describe him. I desperately try to understand what is really behind his words that have just turned my whole world upside down. Do he really remember the exact day I declared myself? And above all, why does he want to continue the discussion?

"Look, declarations of love make me anxious even though I'm big and vaccinated, and yes, it took me six months to understand everything properly. Is it possible that that little friend of yours didn't tell you anything? Hell, I should have sent Rindou directly to you. .." he says playing with his braid, and strangely I see him a little anxious

And it is from his words that I connect Rindou and Moyaku's meeting this morning. Rindou asked her something about me...? "What did Rindou ask Moyaku?" I ask in surprise "No big deal, if you just still liked me" he says motioning for me to start walking, without removing his arm from around my shoulders. I look at him in surprise, and reconnect things for a moment: Ran asked Rindou to talk to Moyaku, my only friend, if he knew if I still liked him. Is he making fun of me and is he actually serious?

"I don't understand why you have to ridicule me in front of the whole school, I know how to accept a no! I did it for six months without telling you anything..." I say lowering my gaze, but I hear him chuckling "Trust me, if I wanted to make you ridiculous, I would have done it in more sadistic ways" he says and on the one hand I believe him

We remain silent for the entire journey as we arrive at the school gate. "So?" he asks “So what?” I ask, clutching my school bag "Are we a couple or not?" he asks nonchalantly

The temptation to run away and forget everything is great, but my heart beating faster than expected makes me remain immobile "I know, six months is a bit... but we just need to get there sooner or later, right? Then the your friend confirmed to Rindou that you still like me" he says with a certain seriousness "Six months of teasing is a lot, Ran" I say anxiously playing with my hands, which however he grabs, bringing one to his lips, which he kisses delicately" I don't think they'll bother you anymore considering who is your boyfriend now. We can make up six months in a week" he says letting go my hand, where I feel the part he kissed burning

"We can try... I think" I say while trying to hide the enthusiasm and even a little embarrassment I feel at the moment. I can't believe this is happening right now "Try it? We're already a couple. I never take back what I say publicly" he says grabbing my hand, pulling me towards his motorbike "Come, we have to prove that I'm on your level and that I too can be with a fantastic person"

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.

I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOUR OPEN REQUESTS FOR SO LONG...so, here's mine: How would you view parenting Mikey in each timeline? I don't know, how many children he would like, how he would behave in certain situations... I DON'T KNOW IF YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I MEAN... in doubt remember to rest, drink and eat💗

Don't worry, I understand what you mean and thank you so much, I'll take my breaks, drink water and eat, promise~

Toman\OG Timeline- He'd want 3 kids, two girls and a boy. The first being his daughter, then his son and lastly, another daughter, 8, 5 and 2. He'd be a very good father, he'd be very attentive towards them, while he would be pretty busy with... work, but he'd still help his children with whatever they need. Because of his job, he would move you and the kids around a lot, too keep you all safe. His kids wouldn't- more like can't go to normal school, so he hires the best teachers money can buy, after, ya know, threatening them into silence. He has a beautiful house on the hills, private, secluded and very, very guarded. He has a whole playground built in the backyard and an in-ground pool, you and his kids are always being watched over and his guards\henchman are told too protect you and his kids with their lives. He decides too marry you after your son is born and he's a really amazing father and husband.

Manila- 2 kids, both girls. The first daughter being 4 and the second being 8 months. The first daughter, in all honestly, was an accidental pregnancy, he didn't have any intention of getting you pregnant, but... it happened. He wasn't upset, quite happy actually, but he was a little distant for a while. He is such a girl dad, he takes amazing care of his two girls and of course, you. Now, I do picture you all living in the Philippines, in a comfy apartment, both of the girls sharing a room. As he sleep in a separate room with you, he does get a bit paranoid and will frequently check in on his kids, sometimes spending the whole night in there until you urge him too come to bed, with the promise that they're gonna be okay. He always keeps his gun on him, because not only does he have you, he also has two small children that he has too protect, you are all his lifeline. The most important people to him now.

Kanto- 1 kid, a 2 year old boy. He loves his son to death, while he is quite a strict father, he's also quite the softie, in private, of course. His kid is spoiled rotten, anything he wants, he gets. I picture his son too be a little explorer and it always worries Mikey, because he's afraid he'll get hurt or lost, so now, there are eyes on his son 24/7, with constant reports back to him. Mikey, when his son gets older, will teach him martial arts and teach him everything he, Mikey, knows. He got his son a little motorbike, made for small children, so that he could ride alongside his son, teaching him how too do tricks on the bike. He'll let his son sit on his lap as he carries on his gang meetings, not even batting an eye as his son starts too climb on things- or sometimes even people. He always- or atleast most of the time, has his son with him, he's either got him on his lap, holding his hand or his son is somewhere very close by.

Bonten- 2 kids, a boy and a girl. They're twins, both 5 years old. He's more of a... unbothered father, his kids could be running rampant and he could not careless, who's gonna check his kids? That's right, no one. Out of all the Mikeys, Bonten!Mikeys kids are the safest, Bonten basically runs the country. Even if they didn't, Mikeys executives guard and escort his children everywhere they go. Mikey isn't too keen on Sanzu being around them, but he's aware of Sanzus un-dying loyalty to not only Mikey himself, but to you as well. So, that also extends to your kids as well. These kids the richest kids in the world, Mikey has them dressed in all sorts of designer with expensive shoes, Mikey doesn't really care if his kids mess up the clothes, he'll just buy them new ones. Bonten!Mikeys kids also can't go to normal school so they're also given a private education.

Street Racer- 4 kids, three boys and a girl, just like him and his siblings. The boys being the oldest, 10, 8 and 7 with his daughter being 5. He wanted too have a lot of kids, Racer!Mikey wants a big family and he thinks it's so sweet that the boys are older so that they can protect their sister. All of them have a regular education, and they can be in any sport or extra-curiculars that they want. He has a big house, his kids all having their own rooms and things. This version of Mikey is the best father out of all his counterparts. He's a passive father, letting his kids do as they please, not too extreames, but he uses the excuses that kids will be kids. So you'll have too be the "bad guy" in most situations. He also teaches all of his kids martial arts and how too ride motorcycles if they're interested, teaching them everything they want too know, even letting them chill out at Draken and Inuis bike shop, learning how too fix bikes and changer tires. I'm letting you know that you now have too make 5x the dorayaki you originally would, so, good luck with that.

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

Hello:). Can you do a Rindou Haitani x gf reader headcanon. Where she's visiting him and Ran while they're in juvenile. Her sending them food and stuff to make them fell more comfortable.

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Rindou Haitani in a relationship in juvenile HCS ᡣ𐭩

You and Rindou had been together for a relatively short time when he ended up in juvenile. You found out a few hours when the TV news showed a report where his name and that of his brother appeared. You can swear he had a heart attack when you saw his face in the arrest poster broadcast by journalists

A few hours later you ran to the first shift open to relatives. Rindou didn't expect to see you right away so when you spoke to him he was a little reluctant for the simple fact that he thought he had disappointed you. On the other hand Ran was very calm, indeed almost amused by the situation and by seeing his little brother so embarrassed

Your dates have transformed into the weekly meetings that the prison organized when it left prisoners free to talk to their loved ones for 3 hours. Going from shaking hands to talking through a glass was a problem for both of you, to the point where it was Rindou himself who told you that if you wanted to break up he wouldn't have a problem because he knew how strange and complicated the situation was. You simply responded to him in another way, hiding a letter in his monthly package with all the reasons why you fell in love with him

Speaking of monthly packages... you used this technique right from the start. You made him tell you what he wanted and if necessary also what Ran wanted and you got it in a short time. More than a few times you hid something else in the package, like a photo of the two of you or mini dedications that you thought before handing the package over to the guards. The best moment came during the meetings, where he would talk to you about what he thought of the dedications

The days before delivering the package were busy days. You spent hours in shops to get what he asked for and hours in the kitchen to prepare what he preferred

Little by little, you gained the trust of the guards who ran Rindou's cell. You had to wait a year before having a little contact with him again, where you held hands through a hole in the cell that the guards had pointed out to you. Did you both cry? Obviously

The day of its release was really emotional for both of us. Before he even finished going down the stairs he found himself with you on top of you hugging him crying, and even though he hid it a little, he was extremely happy to be able to have you close to him again and not through glass

You only learned years later, when he had long since been released from prison, that his thoughts were constantly turned to you and the certainty he had received from the confirmation that you would be his wife. The reason? You could very well have broken up with him, yet you took care of everything without demanding anything... if that's not a loving wife, what else is?

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I just had this idea and immediately decided to post this for you @narcjsistx

KOKO being busy with counting money and calculating everything for his business while you are resting on the couch with him, legs placed over his lap. Whatever you were doing on your phone, scrolling through Instagram or Pinterest or whatever you want, you suddenly felt boredom, tired of being on your phone. You took your legs off of his lap BUT he grabbed your ankle and placed both of your legs on his lap again while still doing calculations. And maybe even massaging your ankle while he's at it so you won't leave.

I believe in touch-starved Koko supremacy.