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ᶜᴬᴸᴸ ᴼᵁᵀ ᴴᴵˢ ᴺᴬᴹᴱ..ᴬᴺᴰ ᴴᴱ’ᴸᴸ ᶜᴼᴹᴱ ᴿᵁᴺᴺᴵᴺᴳ ᵂ/ ˣᴵᴬᴼ

ˢᵁᴹᴹᴬᴿᵞ- xɪᴀᴏ ɪs ᴏʙsᴇssᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ’s ʜᴇᴀʟᴛʜʏ..ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ

ᶠᴬᴺᴰᴼᴹ- ɢᴇɴsʜɪɴ ɪᴍᴘᴀᴄᴛ

ᶜᴴᴬᴿᴬᶜᵀᴱᴿˢ- xɪᴀᴏ

💌ᴺᴼᵀᴱˢ- ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ✨sᴘᴏɪᴄʏ✨ ʜᴇʀᴇ sᴏ ʏʜ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ’ᴛ ʟɪᴇ ɪ ᴀᴍ ғᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪs ᴀʟᴏᴛ 😮‍💨😮‍💨 Gn!reader

ᵂᴬᴿᴺᴵᴺᴳˢ- DARK CONTENT OBSESSION- Implied Stalker!Xiao, Modern!Xiao, masturbating, panty theft FECKIN PERV <3 anddd that’s it I think— I feel like I’m missing some DONT hesitate to let me know what to add <33 /MILD SMUT WARNING/ SUGGESTIVE NO DEPICTIONS OF SEX

ˢᵀᵞᴸᴱ- D r a b b l e

ᴹᴼᴼᴰ/ᵛᴵᴮᴱ-

ʙᴇsᴛ ᴠɪᴇᴡᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴍᴏʙɪʟᴇ ᴅᴇᴠɪᴄᴇs ᴜsɪɴɢ ʀᴀᴠᴇ/ɢᴏᴛʜ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀʟᴇᴛᴛᴇ

ᴵᴺᵀᴱᴿᴬᶜᵀᴵᴼᴺˢ ᴬᴿᴱ ᴬᴾᴾᴿᴱᶜᴵᴬᵀᴱᴰ ᴮᵁᵀ ᴺᴼᵀ ᴺᴱᶜᴱˢˢᴬᴿᵞ <33

He thought it was perfectly normal. He loved you so why would he not want to be around you all the time, when you’re walking around campus with your friends or how you get all quiet and huffy when the teacher would catch you talking in class. Xiao had long ago succumb to the feeling of butterflies and twisted words; sweaty palms as well as the fierce heat that would envelop his features whenever he was near you—big deal it’s just a crush.

Yes Xiao had a small crush that would explain why he kept finding himself in bed late at night trying his best to relive his aching cock, hard and leaking down his callous knuckles. Using your soiled underwear to feed his guilty pleasures.

He told himself its normal to want to be so so close to the person he loves the most and so he feels no shame <33 He knows all your classes and how likely you are to turn up depending on how you’re feeling that particular day.

He remembers that Thursday mornings you leave your dorm room unlocked because your friend seems to always forget something in there from your sleepovers the night before. He knows that you’ve indulged other individuals and their filthy desires but he forgives you always <33

You’d both shared a few soaring glances and he had held the door open for you one time in which you rewarded him with a smile and wink, he’d never creamed so hard before.

Maybe a crush was not an appropriate analogy of his feelings towards you. He wanted to hold your hand and carry your stuff for you, he wanted you to hold him and express how important he was to you. He knew you so well. There’s no way you would reject someone so obsessed in love with you, right?

2022 ©ᴬᴸᴸ ᵂᴼᴿᴷˢ ᴮᴱᴸᴼᴺᴳ ᵀᴼ @xsamuu ᴰᴼ ᴺᴼᵀ ᵀᴿᴬᴺˢᴸᴬᵀᴱ, ᴾᴸᴬᴳᴱᴿᴵᶻᴱ, ᶜᴼᴾᵞ ᴼᴿ ᵁᴾᴸᴼᴬᴰ ᴼᴺ ᵀᵁᴹᴮᴸᴿ ᴼᴿ ᴬᴺᵞ ᴼᵀᴴᴱᴿ ˢᴼᶜᴵᴬᴸ ᴹᴱᴰᴵᴬ

my heart is aching this was just amazing 💖🌸

I do.

🗒 ❛ souya kawata.

. . . fem!reader, fluff, established relationship, marriage, tears, family love, pregnancy, loveeee, black coded.

. . . mocha’s note; heard yebba’s heartbreak and my heart is mushy rn. i recommend listening to that while reading. adds flavor.

souya never thought he’d see the day where he’d devote his entire life to you. be able to call you fully his—his wife. neither could you. standing in front of a mirror admiring the dress created from your expectations. a very close friend of yours took honor in creating the whimsical pearl white sparkly gown of your childhood dreams. the dress was handmade, a creation crafted from organza fabric, appliqués embellishments, and french lace. long-sleeved, a non-corset garment with a beaded headpiece and full veil that trailed behind you as if it was the tail. a voluminous skirt that sparkled with every turn you made, shimmering like the stars at night. it was breathtaking.

you closed your eyes, lost in your thoughts, flashbacks of your lives together playing like an old vhs tape. you held your stomach and took deep breaths, trying your best to keep the panic away. you were nervous for sure. but, never second guessing this. marriage was scary. incredibly. giving yourself to one person for the rest of your life was such a huge commitment. but, with souya, you knew he was the one. you put your heart and soul into everything that the two of you are now. you were ready. if you were brave enough to say yes when he proposed, you were brave to say ‘I do.

it’s surreal as you closely watch with a bright smile as your nieces walked down the aisle, gently tossing out flower petals from their small baskets as your dog, chowder, followed suit, wagging his tail and barking happily at any person in his sight. you could hear the chattering from people lowering their voices, the sound of music playing, the sound of silence. you didn't know what you felt at this point, whether it be anxiousness or achievement.

draken stood beside you, grabbing your arm and interlocking it with his so you would feel no more worries. you were shaking, and he kept you calm. kept you at ease when he knew you felt like you would fall. the ceremony room was probably your favorite. white on white, transparent chairs set up from left to right. white feathers sprinkled on the floor beneath the chairs to make it blend in and look like snow.

there were white trees that went down the aisle, hanging from them were crystals and beautiful white flowers. candles formed around the trees in glass vases. in the middle of where you and souya would stand hung a magnificent chandelier that shone like diamonds. tall, sleek curtains hanging from each wall of the room. it was the winter wonderland you’ve dreamt of.

"you ready?" draken asked and you could still feel your body shaking with fear. you were detrimentally nervous. it felt like your heart and soul took a road trip out of your body. you clench your bouquet in your left hand as your friend held your right arm. the moment had come, and you had fallen. fallen into a deep space that desisted your breathing. you walk in front of the door and instantly feel everyone's eyes on you, smiling at the bride who looked astoundingly beautiful.

“i’m ready.”

you take a step forward and begin strolling down the aisle. you suddenly felt the nervousness slip away once you opened your eyes and stared ahead at your soon to be husband. words couldn't explain how the look on his face made you feel. souya had his palm across his mouth while he stared back at you, eyes full of tears. he stared at his fiancée and knew that his life was complete, that this moment would forever mean the world to him. that he was given this opportunity to marry this gorgeous woman who was not only becoming his wife but the mother of their children.

he thought you outshined each person in this room. the only person he could focus on was you, the rest of the room was blurry except for you. the world was blurry except for you, his star. you stared at him as if the wind had been knocked out of your lungs. you almost collapsed but kept yourself standing proud. you gazed at your fiancé and saw the light. each time you saw him, you were blinded by the sun. your sun who held the heat to your everlasting love.

the moment you stepped in front of him, draken and mikey took your hand and planted a gentle kiss on your forehead. once souya took your hand in his and you stood in front of him, he laughed softly. lifting the veil over the stunning face who changed his life since the moment he laid eyes on greeted him.

"you look stunning,” he whispered, making you blush before you turned your attention to the officiant.

"dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness and share the beautiful joining of y/n l/n and souya kawata in marriage. today you are surrounded by your friends and family, all of whom have gathered here to witness your marriage and share in the joy of this special occasion. in honor of their marriage, both the bride and groom have prepared vows that they would like to recite now."

souya felt the need to go first, so he did. he held your hands in his, staring deeply into the love of his life's eyes.

"baby, I want to start by saying I love you. you should also get used to me saying it consecutively because I mean it. we share a connection I can never explain. it’s something i’ve never felt in my entire life. i’ve never met a more extraordinary woman like you. i’ve loved you half my life, y/n. when you told me you loved me, it felt like the world was a new place for me. the way we connect, how hard we love one another, the way we laugh like nothing else matters, talk about anything and understand—I admire that. i’ll always be able to give you love no matter what because love from me to you is all I want. you are my world, my soul, and the love of my life. I would never in a million years take that for-granted."

by now, you were full-on crying. his speech made you want to fall limp. your heartbeat aching with an immense amount of admiration. souya’s eyes shed a teardrop, quickly wiping it away and smiling brightly. now it was your turn.

"seeing you for the first time made me feel alive. I admired you from the start. I craved for your comfort, your touch, your kisses, your scent. everything about you to me was perfect—is still perfect,” you giggled, sniffling as souya grinned down at you. "you were always there for me through thick and thin. you never gave up on me and you pushed me to believe that I could become something—someone in life. you’re my motivation, and you motivated me to believe in my dreams and believe that nothing is impossible. souya, I promise to keep myself open to you, to let you see through my innermost fears and feelings, secrets and dreams. together, I want us to continue growing and succeeding like we do. I want us to never forget how important we are to each other and be sure to teach our kids the same. I want us to be a family. I promise to love you in good times and in bad, with all I have to give and all I feel inside in the only way I know how, completely and forever. because you are my world, my soul, and the love of my life, and I would never in a million years take that for granted."

the two of you could only hear each other's voices, the rest of the world sealed out. you could feel the energy of love radiating on to one another. you were in your own little bubble until mitsuya stepped beside you to hand souya the ring for you, and you the ring for him, not before patting him on his back and kissing you on your cheek.

"I give you this ring as a reminder that I will love, honor, and cherish you at all times, and in all places. even in all ways, forever. that by putting this ring on your finger means that you will be devoted to me and our love, no matter the consequences,” you speak softly as you slip the ring on heath’s finger.

"I give you this ring as a reminder that I will love, honor, and cherish you at all times, and in all places. and in all ways, forever. that by putting this ring on your finger, I will be devoted to you and our love. I will be there for you and our children, and I will be the best husband to you and the greatest father to them, more than I possibly can be."

"y/n, do you take this man to be your husband; to live together with him in the covenant of marriage? will you love him, comfort him, honor, and keep him in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?" the officiant asks, smiling at the bride and groom.

"yes! I do." you giggle as you wipe your tears away, feeling like your makeup already screwed up.

"souya, do you take this woman to be your wife; to live together with her in the covenant of marriage? will you love her, comfort her, honor, and keep her in sickness and in health for as long as you both shall live?"

souya nods vigorously. "I do, yes."

"as you join yourselves in marriage, may you grow and nurture a love that makes both of you better people, learn from your mistakes, and open yourselves to a greater range of communication and understanding. show your children that love is more than affection, it's about respect and unity and as long as you have love, you have everything. y/n and souya, having witnessed your vows of love to one another, it is my honor to present you both as husband and wife," he looks to souya. "you may kiss your bride."

souya doesn't hesitate as he quickly locks an arm around your waist and presses his lips to yours for as long as he wanted. you kiss back and hold onto him tightly as you passionately move your lips together. shutting your eyes and relishing into this one memory you would never forget. everyone cheered, whistled, and clapped as you and souya slowly opened your eyes and stared into each others. you looked up to see lights flashing onto you and white petals falling from the ceiling. everything was exactly how you had imagined it.

souya got down on his knee, kissing your growing belly over your dress before standing back up and proudly kissing over your face, making you shy away and giggle softly. "so cliché."

"cliché is our middle name, mrs. kawata,” he makes known the name, pleased as he watches everyone still clapping. you don’t pay attention to everyone else, still focusing your eyes on the man standing before you. your husband and the father of your children.

"I love you, souya. I swear I do. you mean everything to me." your lip trembles, voice shaky as he stares into your eyes, rubbing his nose against yours, sweetly kissing it afterward.

"I know, baby."

the venue was constructed to match the ceremony. each table had white tablecloths with glitter on the ends, centerpieces decorated with calla lilies, and crystals in glass vases. around the centerpieces were candles, silverware, and white ceramic plates. the napkins that were placed on the three plates that were stacked in different sizes had both of their initials imprinted on them in cursive. they also placed the menus on the plate with a silver tie wrapped around them. a matching chandelier hanging above the dance floor as white lights beamed around the room. everyone was enjoying themselves and you were thankful that they were.

you and souya went to every table and thanked everyone for attending the wedding. souya introduced you to half of his extended family members, and they were all so generous and loving. he had a few cousins that were assholes but most of them were cool. you couldn't believe that this day happened, and that you stood in this dress with this ring on your finger, happily married to the man you’ve loved for over five years. the feeling was refreshing. everything felt perfect and relaxing for you both. your lives were so twisted and complicated in the beginning and to think you’d be standing here today in this position together, meant the world.

you two came from two different backgrounds but somehow could relate to certain situations. you needed each other since the beginning, and even if you didn't realize it at first, you’ve acknowledged you were lost before you found each other. souya wasn't in a clear state of mind when he first met you, and neither were you. but the more you talked, the more you connected, the more it allowed you to heal each other.

more laughs came along as everyone gathered around to watch the two of you cut into your cake. you screeched when souya dabs a bit of cake on the side of your lips, chuckling before lowering his head to kiss it away, licking his lips after which caused you to roll your eyes. lifting your plate to his face, you took your fork and demanded him to open his mouth while you fed him, lights flashing over you by the photographers his family hired.

you got the chance to dance with mitsuya after draken had his turn, mitsuya constantly reminding you he was proud of you and that he knew souya would protect you no matter what. he kissed your forehead when you finished, hugging him tightly and telling him you loved him. having your dance with souya was probably your favorite. the way he kept you close to his chest, delicate with your stomach straightaway blocking you. intertwining your fingers together, his other hand on your waist as you stared into each other's eyes. swaying to the music, you were glad you taught him well in dancing because he was perfect. he used to trample and step on your feet and even though it was adorable; he figured he'd learn for occasions like these. your chin on his chest as you closed your eyes and listened to him whisper sweet nothings to you. and this time, you cried. so happy that he’s yours.

"just a long time ago, I met souya in high school. although we've had some time apart, it made me realize how much he means to me as not only a best friend, but a brother," mikey smiles. "I never thought we would come this far. it all went by so fast, I should have never blinked. It feels like yesterday we were kids in school who played football, pranked a few teachers, and even watched hardcore porn." he snickers and you choke on your drink, souya laughing nervously as his family looked at him while he played with his hair.

"he’s just joking," souya assures everyone, and his grandmother was ready to pull out a bible and slap him with it.

"but now we have the opportunity to see one another grow. y/n, I've known you for half of my life and I can't thank you enough for what you've done for me. being there for me when I was in my darkest days, it still means a lot that you put so much effort into making me feel loved without forgetting about loving yourself. and it truly makes me proud to witness that. y/n and souya, I love both of you with all my heart, and I pray that the two of you have the most incredible family you could ever ask for. I want you to know that I'm always here for you both, just like you were there for me. so congratulations once again, to y/n and souya!" mikey shouts in the microphone, everyone clapping for his speech, the couple giving him hugs when he made his way down. other family members gave speeches after him.

"um, hi," souya taps the microphone, holding his glass in his right hand as he slid his left in his slack pocket.

"hi, baby!" you giggled and shouted at him.

"I'm a bit nervous. this is the first time i’ve had to make a groom's speech," he jokes, making everyone laugh. "my wife and I would like to thank you all for coming here, helping us celebrate a good night. I hope everyone's enjoying themselves?"

rounds of applause erupted in the room, making him smile thankfully. "words cannot describe how happy I am today and will be forever with the one I love. y/n, the fact that me and you are now husband and wife comes to show how far we've made it. in a few months, we will be parents to the two most beautiful kids on the planet, and that still stuns me to this day. I now have the privilege to call you my wife and the mother of our children,” he shook his head in disbelief. "that’s all I've ever wanted."

"when I met you, I knew that you were different. you made me laugh in different ways, and I cannot describe the feeling of happiness I get when around you to this day. you’re ultimately the most extravagant woman I've grown to know—beauty and all. and yet you still call me perfect," your eyes locked on him, the entire room silent as they listened to him. "an angel is what you are, truly a fucking miracle. truth be told, there wouldn't be a souya kawata here today if it wasn't for you. you’ve quite literally saved my life and rid the darkness consuming it. you’re a gift I remained optimistic to open to reveal the beautiful surprise. I fucking love you," he had to pause, holding a hand over your heart as you pouted at him, souya keeping his posture. "that being said, and I hope it was good enough for videos because if it wasn't she will cuss me out behind closed doors."

they laughed.

"so, uh—i’d like to propose a toast, to my beautiful bride. I'm nothing without you. I like myself, but I love myself when I know I have you in my life. you make me whole. right now we're starting a new book, this is a new chapter in our lives together with our babies and our home. I will forever cherish this moment, wanna know why? because the way you're looking at me now is the same way you looked at me the first time I told you I love you." he finished, raising his glass before everyone stands up and claps loudly, whistling and cheering you on.

you broke down entirely, bending your head and crying into your hands, not believing that this was real. that you were loved like this by this man, and not just any man, a man who was willing to give his life up for you. a man willing to set goals with you and achieve them with all the power you had. a man who looked through your broken shell and observed the beauty within, no matter how past traumas, body insecurities, or self-hatred tried to block him from loving you.

souya loved you no matter what. being with you made him feel alive, feel powerful. you were his cure. things were set the way you wanted it to go. it was as if your dreams of having a life like this came true. even though they were both in a broken state in the beginning, it was the near end that put you back together again. when souya came back to you, throwing his arms around you and letting you cry in his chest, he told you he had you. that you would be okay, that you’d both be okay.

no matter what you’ve dealt with equally in the past, it would never catch up with you ever again, not when you loved each other enough to keep away the pain. not when you had it all. you and souya had a family, not just siblings, parents, or grandparents—children. two lives were growing inside of you and it finally prepared you for your future. you finally let go of your past and the fear that tried to get to you.

you were brave enough to get through these things, but you weren’t alone in this. you had a husband. a husband who trusted you, treated you with respect, and looked at you as if you were the most elegant woman he had ever known and will know for the rest of his life. you and souya were absolutely, and finally, content with your beings, and nothing could break that. not anyone, not a damn thing.

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I have a personal headcanon that Zhongli and Venti have something kind of similar to a period every month for a week where there's no blood but they get so very horny and it's only during this small window of time that they produce actual sperm and not the god equivalent. (Don't know if that makes sense.)

Like I like to believe the male archons create something akin to sperm naturally but it can't produce children until that week of every month.

But of course Venti and Zhongli handle it very differently.

Zhongli doesn't leave the house and the first time he goes through it when the two of you start dating he just spends all day cooking and tidying up the house. You don't even realize he's been aroused all day till you settle in next to him and feel just how hard he is against your back. He'll admit to it then because he has no choice but he's spent six thousand years dealing with this so he wasn't about to force you to take care of him now. He does let you though if you insist. During this time he's far more vocal and a little rougher. Once the week is up he promises he'll teach you everything you need to know to prepare for his future cycles.

Venti's a mess. Poor thing starts that Monday off rutting up against you. He's like a rabbit humping the sheets and touching himself constantly. He cums so easily too from any of your touches. He calms down a little at night but when morning comes he's back up and needy. Once his cycles up he spends a day sleeping but he promises he'll calm down next time. He probably won't but he was so cute begging for you that you don't think you'll mind helping him in the future.

Uses ‘loml❤️’ unironically because why not? In turn everyone around you both cringes asf

“You are the love of my life though—🤨”

Hina, BAJI, Venti, HU TAO, CHILDE, Pah chin, Koko, Hinata, KUROO, Makoto, Asahi

Uses ‘loml💚’ ironically because they can’t go 10 minutes without pissing you off they just need you to react and they’re happy.

“Darling, honey, love of my life please can you use those vOLupTuous legs of yours to pass me the remote—”*snicker*

HANMA, Mikey, NAHOYA, Tsukishima, ATSUMU, suna, Kaeya, Venti again, SANZUUU, Yuzuha, rindou, RAN

2022 ©ᴬᴸᴸ ᵂᴼᴿᴷˢ ᴮᴱᴸᴼᴺᴳ ᵀᴼ @xsamuu ᴰᴼ ᴺᴼᵀ ᵀᴿᴬᴺˢᴸᴬᵀᴱ, ᴾᴸᴬᴳᴱᴿᴵᶻᴱ, ᶜᴼᴾᵞ ᴼᴿ ᵁᴾᴸᴼᴬᴰ ᴼᴺ ᵀᵁᴹᴮᴸᴿ ᴼᴿ ᴬᴺᵞ ᴼᵀᴴᴱᴿ ˢᴼᶜᴵᴬᴸ ᴹᴱᴰᴵᴬ

Down tremendously 🌸😩

ㅤ𔘓 ─ ##. what a poly relationship with koko & inupi would be like!

content + warnings: 18+, including: dom!seishu inui, soft dom!kokonoi hajime, fingering, oral sex (f! & m!), face fucking, mention of deep throat, hair pulling, choking, squirting, praise, nicknames, breath play, possessiveness, overstimulation, kinda of humiliation kink, public sex, exhibitionism, face sitting, wall sex, window sex, thigh riding/fucking, degradation, use of sex toys, heavy cum play.

pairings: inui seishu x fem!reader x hajime kokonoi.

note: all the characters mentioned are aged up

tokyo revengers masterlist!

request.

OMG

THESE TWO

I-IM IN LOVE WITH THEM OMFG

But, anyways... lezgo...

Starting with this handsome boy, who has my whole heart and could do anything he wanted to me, including stepping on me with his beautiful high heels:::

Seishu Inui.

You met for the first time when he was helping Mitsuya carry clothes in organizing boxes into a building where a photo shoot was going to be held together with you and Hakkai

You were a new model, and Hakkai? Oh, he had been on this path for a long time, and he was even the one who had moved the strings under the table for Mitsuya to be the designer in charge of the outfits for the two of you.

And the first meeting of you and Inui was kind of funny, kind of strange, because he was alone in the photo session room kneeling on the floor as he took clothes out of boxes and put them carefully on the clothes rack

You were the first person to arrive at the photo studio except for Takashi and Seishu, and when he heard the door open and close slightly, with unusual delicacy, he barely bothered to look away to look at you and simply gestured with his fingers thinking it was Mitsuya

❝ Mitsuya, I think the blue clothes should be spread out on the other side because they are just at the end of the photo shoot, I mean... I think they're, I don't even remember the order of clothes anymore to be honest and... ❞ — And then he started babbling about how tiring it was to have to climb up several boxes even with the help of an elevator and how lazy Hakkai was for even bothering to get up early that day to help them with their task

And you felt a little ashamed to let him continue talking, but Inui spoke with such a lack of concern and was so absorbed in his own words that you watched him continue chattering with a gentle smile on your lips.

Inui looked like an angel, but talked like a gossip demon, his blond hair literally glistened against the well-lit studio backdrop, and you took advantage of his moment of distraction both to admire his beauty and to mentally amuse yourself with the friendly but guarded way he used to refer to the Hakkai and this Mitsuya guy

❝ Ah, stop... ❞ — That was the first thing you said and you swore you saw Seishu's cheeks turn red with embarrassment as soon as his clear eyes rose from a box to stare at you with a garment in his hands and his pupils slowly dilating. — ❝ I guess Hakkai is not that bad... ❞

And then Inui stopped talking suddenly, shame burning inside him and reflecting on his cheeks, he didn't know how to act or react because for all those long seconds he really thought that the one listening was Mitsuya and being greeted in the morning by a pretty girl like you wasn't exactly the most common thing for Seishu Inui

❝ I, uh... ❞ — Inui hissed with still rosy cheeks not knowing what to say and you just denied with your head amusedly

❝ Don't worry, I won't say anything to him! ❞ — You replied taking off the blazer you were wearing and Inui in an instinctive movement let his eyes follow the movements of your hands on yours arms and forearms. — ❝ Good morning! You are...? ❞

❝ Inui... ❞ — He tried to stand up in a non clumsy way and soon a hand of his was rising towards you to greet you. — ❝ I mean... Seishu Inui! ❞ — And then, when you shook his hand in a firm but gentle manner, Inui felt as if something was melting inside him and the outline of an embarrassed smile began to be drawn on his lips.

❝ You can call me Y/N, you must be friends with Hakkai I guess? ❞ — You asked looking at the boxes briefly. — ❝ Do you need help with this? ❞ — Honestly, as soon as he first saw you, his memory completely forgot what he was doing before and Inui looked confusedly at the boxes, before shaking his head and remembering what he was doing before your arrival.

❝ Oh, no... no! You don't have to worry about helping me, I can finish on my own, I came here just to help Mitsuya with all this... ❞ — You nodded before walking away and going to sit in one of the armchairs in the room.

It was a long 40 minutes before Hakkai arrived almost at the same time as the entire team of makeup, costumes, lighting and photography arrived. And during the 40 minutes you tried to look at Seishu in a disguised way, but every time your face turned towards him thinking he was distracted, Inui was right there looking at you, and two seconds later you both looked away in shame of having been caught by each other.

The photo shoot was tense for you, you felt a little more shy to be watched closely by Inui, it was as if a fresh angel from the Sistine Chapel was watching you

At the end of it all, Hakkai took the liberty of introducing you to Takashi and Seishu thinking you had arrived just a few minutes before him for the photo session

❝ Nice to meet you guys! ❞ — You spoke to them both standing side by side with Hakkai raising your hand and giving Inui a little wink.

And then he understood that you were acting like you didn't already know him to avoid questions from Hakkai and Inui promptly acted on your comments, but this time he squeezed your hand more firmly, running his thumb along the back of it to get a better feel for the texture of your skin that he forgot to glimpse the first time your fingers touched his

❝ What did you guys think of her? ❞ — Hakkai was going to ask when you said goodbye to the three of them because you still had appointments in the day and now he was walking with Mitsuya and Inui to a restaurant in downtown Tokyo, it was their ritual of going to eat together after an editorial job by the younger Shiba. — ❝ She's a great new face¹, isn't she? But, I dunno... I felt she was a little shy today, I guess it was just impression... ❞

❝ She's... ❞ — Inui and Mitsuya spoke at the same time and looked at each other before the latter gestured for the former to continue speaking and Seishu took the word for himself. — ❝ Great, actually. I like it... ❞ — And then seeing the suggestive looks from both Takashi and Hakkai, the blond man frowned in embarrassment. — ❝ Don't look at me like that! ❞

❝ What?! We don't look at you at all, you're imagining things... ❞ — Hakkai held back his own laughter by shrugging and glancing at Mitsuya. — ❝ Did you like her? ❞

❝ I was going to say I liked her expressions, you know.... facials... ❞ — The blond shrugged his shoulders in an embarrassed manner.

❝ Oh, that's it? Just her facial expressions? ❞ — Takashi teased him and Inui looked away to his feet. — ❝ You should have asked for her number, man. ❞

❝ I don't even know her... ❞

❝ But you want to. ❞ — Hakkai replied and then picked up his cell phone. —❝ Look... I'll give you her Instagram and if you're lucky, maybe she'll call you by Direct when her advisor isn't too on top of her social networks, but it might take a while... ❞

And it did take a while.

It was more than three weeks with Inui waiting for a message from you via that app, and when he woke up on a Wednesday with you asking if he was the same Seishu as the day of the photo shoot and a surprised emoji, he thought he had dreamt so much with that message that his mind started imagining too much

You two started talking practically every day, and he loved to listen to you talking in enthusiastic audios about how your day had gone, how many different brands of clothes you had tried on.

You loved your work and Seishu could see this perfectly well, he was even one of the people who encouraged you the most to try harder to always evolve as a model!

As time went by, he became your daily companion for some photo shoots and it was hard for Inui not to let himself get distracted and observe your body more than the limit of respect allowed...

Even a photo shoot similar to the September 2019 issue of Vogue Brazil in which Gigi Hadid was cover-girl came into your hands and it was going to be a flawless leverage for your career, even though you were not going to be the cover-girl for that editorial shoot

And Inui accompanied you without knowing that half of the photos required you to be naked from the waist up, and he choked as soon as the clothing team removed your blouse and then took off your bra

Would you be mad if he stared too much at your tits? Because that is exactly what he was doing while the make-up team was doing your face

Your breasts looked so soft, so palpable, and in the middle of the photo shoot Inui found himself trying to cover his face with a hand to hide the shame reflected in his cheeks as he crossed his legs to try to hide his own boner.

Every hour you looked at Seishu because he was so silent, he used to compliment you too much during the breaks and that day you could barely look him in the eye because he had head turned away

— Seishu? — You called out to him at the end of the pictures with a semitransparent shirt covering your bust as you walked beside him down the hallway of the building, past other closed doors. — Is everything okay? You look... strange? — His eyebrows lifted and he looked at you out of the corner of his eyes.

Oh, his dick was literally aching in his pants and he didn't want to admit it to you because apparently you two were just friends. But your eyes slid down his body and, even with trepidation and embarrassment, you could see the tent in Inui's pants. And a small laugh escaped your lips before one of your hands entwined fingers with his and guided him to the nearest ladies' bathroom.

— Do you need help? — You asked before opening the bathroom door and looking over your shoulder.

— Fuck, I need it bad. — Inui grunted as he felt your hands push him against the cold counter and grab onto his pants to pull them down. — But, you don't have to... — Your voice interrupted him.

— I want to. — You got down on your knees in front of him, running one hand through your hair to push it out of your face while the other was pulling down Seishu's underwear.

Oh, his cock was pretty, strangely pretty. Partly long, but without a massive diameter, it completely matched his angelic appearance, the pink tip leaking pre-cum seemed to be begging you to wrap your mouth around it and suck it like a lollipop.

Your tongue slipped from lips and as soon as a light lick reached the full length of his dick, Inui let head fall back slightly with one hand curling into your hair and hips forcing themselves upward without much force. He wanted to feel your mouth around him, but not force you to, even though you already said you wanted to do that.

— What are you waiting for, hm? — You asked, lifting your face to look at him as the tip of your tongue brushed against the head of the blond's sensitive cock. — Use my mouth, I let you do it.

— Are you sure? — Inui asked, raising one eyebrow and watching you open a small smile.

— I always am.

And it was at that moment that Seishu forced his cock into your mouth until it reached the back of your throat and groaned as he felt you choke around it. It felt so good, your tongue running through the veins of his dick, the saliva mixing with the pre-cum on your papillae, cheeks rubbing against his entire shaft. It was impossible for Inui to hold back his own moans once you started moving your head up and down, swallowing him repeatedly while trying to breathe through your nose without pulling air through your mouth so as not to choke again.

At first, he let you dictate the pace. Slow, nice, but agonizing. Inui needed to fuck your mouth for his own pleasure, you were doing it to help him relieve himself, weren't you? And you had just told him to use your mouth. That's exactly what he was about to do as he held your mouth still and began to move his hips against you, partially fucking your throat and making you take him even deeper. Your nose periodically resting against his pelvis and drool dripping down the corners of your lips and falling onto the tops of your breasts. What a beautiful sight, Seishu had the impression that he was completely ruining your good girl image and couldn't be more pleased and aroused, especially because every time his cock came out of your mouth and he could stare into your eyes watching him, there was a gleam of innocence permeating them.

And when you started moaning against his dick? Fuck, Inui was in heaven. If there was an afterlife paradise, he was made up of having your mouth moaning on his cock. Small tears formed around your eyes and it was the first time the blond felt horny having someone about to burst into tears over him, you could feel him squirming against your tongue every time your eyes threatened to start crying. And when a bit of water trickled down one corner of them, Seishu ended up cumming directly into your throat, and as he tried to get out of your mouth because he didn't know how you felt about having him cumming there, his cream landed on your tongue and you moaned with the mouth open in front of the blond who was watching you intently from above.

— Let me see you swallow. — Inui spoke with his chest going up and down and you opened a wicked smile before swallowing his milk and letting your tongue out of your mouth as a demonstration of "duty done”. — Good girl. — He pulled you up with a firm grip on your hair only to take your lips in a kiss.

Maybe the two of you had a buddy-buddy relationship with benefits because after both left that bathroom, maybe you invited him over to your place and the last thing the two of you did that night was sleep

In a time span of three hours, it came to your attention that Inui liked to have one hand around his neck while he fucked you senseless with you riding him

He liked to let you think that you had control of the situation, it was fun to watch you look at him in surprise as his hands grabbed your hips to hold you still and his cock began to move in and out of your pussy rapidly

As time went by, you met his friends and they treated you like family, so much so that all of them, including Inui, were present at your first parades in Tokyo

And the others that followed the first one as well, and months later you were about to show for Rakuten Fashion Week, models running back and forth and the only certainty about the show you had was that: Seishu Inui was watching and you wanted to be the best version of yourself

Even after months, you still felt like you were modeling for him, not for thousands of photographers, editors, fashion designers

So much so that when your feet stepped onto the catwalk, which had been built in the street, with the blinding light of the streetlamps making it impossible for you to see straight, your eyes still tried to find your favorite blond man.

The space was open, but the part of the seat rows was covered, it began to rain and the feeling of the white clothes sticking to your body was becoming uncomfortable.

And it was at that very moment when the water started to give you an unwelcome shower that your eyes fell on one of the first rows of the parade.

It was not Inui.

Who was he? White hair matching your rain-drenched clothes and combed to the side, you could see a black rectangular symbol embedded in the skin of his head, feline eyes were decorated with red eyeliner that matched his crimson outfit

He smiled at you, raising one eyebrow suggestively as you looked at him and then you looked away to the cameras, wearing your best professional modeling performance

It wasn't time to model for Inui, it was time to model for the world, you knew that, but still, your eyes returned to that long white haired man as soon as you turned around to complete your modeling journey

Before turning your back completely, you could see him lean over and whisper something to a tall man with neat hair in a pink mullet

When you arrived backstage, with water dripping down your body and shivering with cold, immediately several pairs of hands started to dry you off, and for those long minutes your mind kept fighting between wondering where Seishu was and who was that light-haired man who had caught your attention.

At the end of the fashion show, among all the people backstage, you saw Inui dodge a few to catch up with you while you finished putting on your casual clothes still feeling cold from the rain.

Oh, guess who was with him!

❝ You were amazing! ❞ — The blond guy was talking excitedly as he hugged you and you looked at the white haired man behind Seishu over one of his shoulders.

❝ Do you think so? ❞ — You asked with a small smile. — ❝ I was shaking, I almost fucked up and... ❞ — Inui denied with his head interrupting you.

❝ Incredible, very good, you were flawless even with the rain! ❞ — He opened a smile leaving a kiss against your forehead and then turning to the man accompanying him. — ❝ Oh, this is Koko, Kokonoi, he's a friend of mine from a long, long time... ❞

❝ Since when we were kids, really. ❞ — Koko replied with a sideways smile before raising a hand to you.

❝ Oh, really? ❞ — You asked accepting to shake his hand. — ❝ I saw you in the fashion show rows, are you interested in fashion? ❞

❝ As of now, a little, yes. ❞ — Kokonoi replied as if he wasn't deliberately flirting with the girl his childhood friend liked. — ❝ And this guy is right, you ‘now? You were awesome there, Y/N, right? ❞ — Your head nodded, preferring to let his flirtation go unnoticed as Inui felt a little more pleased that the girl he liked was getting along with his oldest friend.

And then you remembered the afterparty that some models were talking about during the show, they had invited you to it and the initial idea was to take Inui with you

❝ Do you... hm, do you have something to do tonight?" — Two pairs of eyes stared at you and you shrugged your shoulders a little, looking away from the crowd of people that were passing through the venue. — ❝ There was going to be kind of a party... I mean, it's not a party, it's just a meeting, I mean, sort of... and... " — Seeing you blurting out your own lines, Inui slung one of his arms around your shoulders and nodded.

❝ We understand you, but can Koko go along? "

And soon after you nodded your agreement to the blonde's question, you soon found yourself sitting between the two men in the back seat of a spacious car as the choffer drove through the streets of Tokyo to take the three of you to this afterparty

It was suffocating. And at the same time so good.

Kokonoi's arm rubbing against your own lightly while one of Inui's hands was busy caressing your knee with his thumb

It was a strange night, to say the least

Strange enough that hours later you were between the bodies of Koko and Seishu with their mouths kissing and biting your neck and their hands running up and down your body in caresses and squeezes that should not be done in a public place like the house of a fashion designer whose name you did not even remember.

Before that, Inui had spoken to Kokonoi in whispers while you were distracted talking to a co-worker: "Isn't my girl pretty? Want to borrow her?", to which Hajime only gave a slight laugh as he thought his childhood friend was not serious

The truth was that Seishu was sitting a few rows behind Koko and didn't expect to see his friend in that parade because he knew that he was busy with "complex" matters, but as soon as the blond watched you from afar stare at Hajime for a brief second, he knew that you had taken an interest in him

And you two had nothing.

Not officially anyway.

And if there was any man that Inui would at least let get his hands on you, it would be his childhood best friend

Was there anyone better than Hajime Kokonoi?

The only guy that Inui could not get jealous of was him.

In fact, Inui did not feel jealous until Kokonoi took your lips in a kiss and made you moan against his mouth by biting your lower lip lightly

From then on, it became a competition between the two of them to see who could get more moans out of you, who could make you feel more ashamed for letting yourself be touched in such a depraved way in the middle of a crowded party

The first person to manage to slide two fingers into your pants and panties was Kokonoi, and as soon as their tip brushed against the folds of your wet pussy, you desperately slipped your arms around Seishu's shoulders in front of you to get a little more balance.

Maybe you dawned in the bed of Koko's luxurious house without knowing where you were, but with the smell of the cologne of two different men still present on the soft white sheets around your body

Oh, you slept with Kokonoi? Yes.

And with Inui? Yes, also.

There were fingerprints all over your body and your jaw was hurting

You could hear their voices echoing through the apartment and coming from some room not far from where you were lying.

As soon as you got up and saw your naked body with small bite marks around your breasts, shame flooded you and your first action was to pick up the first male blouse you found lying around not knowing which of the two men it belonged to

❝ Good... ❞ — You spoke with a hoarse voice as you arrived in the kitchen barefoot looking at them arguing about something related to coffee. — ❝... Morning? ❞ — And then the two of them looked at you like two puppies as soon as their owner catches them getting ready.

❝ Oh, hello, pretty girl~ ❞ — Kokonoi spoke in a drawling manner, as if purring and slid her eyes down your body partially covered by the male blouse. — ❝ Did you sleep well? ❞ — And then Inui muttered a: “Get off, let me finish, I know how she likes it" to Koko who raised hands surrendered and let the blonde finish making your breakfast.

❝ Yes... I think... ❞ — You replied not quite knowing how to act or what to say and Hajime pulled one of the chairs from the round table in the middle of the kitchen for you to sit down.

❝ Something hurting? ❞ — He asked with eyebrows raised and averted his gaze as soon as you grunted in pain as your body sat on the fluffy seat. —❝ Your boyfriend doesn't know how to control himself, to be honest. ❞

❝ We don't... ❞ — Inui interrupted you by placing a cup of coffee in front of you.

❝ What? You were the one who overstimulated her yesterday, don't blame me. ❞ — The blonde replied to Koko who smiled wryly.

❝ Nah, I just took the opportunity to make her squir- ❞ — You interrupted him with a choke.

❝ Don't... ❞ — You thrashed against your chest trying to catch your breath. — ❝ Stop talking about it in the morning, fuck! ❞

And then they both promptly excused themselves.

In the morning, you and Inui spent a few hours keeping Kokonoi company and it was kind of surprising to see them working together to ease the pain in your body

They worked very well together, even though the light-haired man was much more cocky than the blond you were used to

And you came home with Seishu wearing a new Miu Miu outfit that Koko had ordered for you during the time you remained asleep while he and his friend were already awake

On the way home, Inui asked if everything was okay, and you knew that he wanted to ask you if you had enjoyed being touched by two different men at the same time, but the only thing you answered in the form of a question was whether everything had been planned in advance by him and Koko

The answer was no, and you asked Seishu if he used to share all his girlfriends with his best friend, and the blond guy looked at you suggestively asking if you two were boyfriend and girlfriend

And you didn't answer promptly and after a few seconds of hesitation, your voice resonated in the form of a: "We could be"

"Does that 'we' involve Koko?"

"If you wanted to..."

In the face of that answer, it was some time before you saw Kokonoi in person again, but some days of the week Inui would arrive at your house with a gift in hand from his friend and it was so much expensive stuff that you even felt a little embarrassed because not a million years would it be possible to repay Koko's kindness

On a Thursday before another photo shoot, Seishu sent you a message asking if you wanted to have lunch with them, plural, and in a thoughtless moment your first response was to answer yes

Oh, it was the first date involving the three of you and you honestly didn't know you would have so much fun in one night with two different men

Kokonoi was so interested in you that he made you feel comfortable and loved, he listened to everything you said so attentively that it was almost as if you were the best and most precious treasure there could be

And Inui looked at both you and his childhood friend with such affection that even with him in a serene silence for the longest part of the evening, it was clear how pleased he was with both of you

Moreover, on the way home, it was the first time Hajime had kissed you, in front of your house, and you didn't have time to catch your breath because soon after a certain blond-haired man was kissing you greedily.

Slowly and quietly, Koko came into your life and stole a place for him in your heart, you were getting along fine having a relationship with two guys at the same time, although in the first moments when the three of you slept together Inui's jealousy bubbled up a bit too much and one of the rules stipulated was that, for example, his best friend could not fuck you without a condom

But now? Now Koko could use you as much as Seishu could.

And if the latter was Widest Dreams by Taylor Swift, the first one was Luxurious by Gwen Stefani.

Their kinks differed a bit, and Inui liked to explore yours more than to introduce his

Inui liked it when you restricted his access to air with a hand around his neck, but this has been mentioned before

Wall Sex? Fuck, yes, let him fuck you against the wall until your legs tremble so much around his waist that he needs to hold you down with his arms

Thigh riding? Pussy Job? Kokonoi introduced you to all this and made you ride his thigh while Inui pressed a vibrator against your swollen clit and called you a promiscuous slut

While the blond preferred to give oral on you, Koko preferred to receive from you, which meant that it was not uncommon to have Inui eating you out while your mouth was going down and up on his best friend's cock

Also, pull Kokonoi's hair during a kiss and he will immediately get an instant boner

Both he and Inui had a thing for you in lingerie, they specifically liked to take turns fucking your thighs covered with the stockings of it that went up to just above your knees and then cum on your pelvis covered by the thin delicate fabric of that sexy lingerie

Something about seeing you covered in cum triggered the most primitive part of their brains and almost never did they not end up cumming on your breasts, face, ass, belly, they just needed to see you covered in white

Also, the two of them would make you stand with your legs completely spread for them with duct tape keeping your wet folds spread while they masturbated over your body only to shoot cum into your pussy without necessarily fucking you and, soon after, would take you for a tour of Tokyo wearing a nice skirt

Inui preferred mating press, while Koko = doggystyle

Including, speaking of doggy, there were countless times when Hajime was fucking you like this with his hand on your chin forcing you to face Inui from across the bed and making you say you loved his cock only to see his friend's possessiveness resonate again and soon after you both came, the blond taking you in his arms to overstimulate you until you forgot your own name and the only thing you could do right was moan in a hoarse voice and have your body shaking and twitching

The roles inside and outside the bedroom were reversed as you were pushed into the sub position and Kokonoi, while being cocky outside four walls, ended up being a softer dom than Inui who appeared to be much gentler when he was not alone with the two of you.

Even...

* cough * * cough *

Inui in high heels, oh~

He must or must not have fucked you against the huge window of Koko's luxurious apartment while wearing beautiful high heels, your cunnie taking him deep and well while your breasts were pressed against the tough glass of the window and one of his hands was wrapped around your neck

And I don't know why, BUT

In my mind, Koko likes to watch you sit on Inui's face just to observe your vulgar features of pleasure while the blond licks and sucks you like a starved man

Now, talking about nicknames...

Oh, I could make a long list

To Kokonoi, you are his princess, his pretty girl, his kitty, his sweetie, his bunny

But to Inupi? Oh... cumdumpster, cocksleeve, cumslut, pretty whore... And at the end of it all, he still calls you a good girl

author's note: ¹ = new face model is precisely a newbie model, inexperienced and usually they're not very well known by the media, but they tend to have a promising future ! also, thank you for reading this work <3<3

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(Title wip) Osomatsu/Male reader part 1

This fic was inspired by the prompt, “Let’s kiss, just to see what it’s like.” It’s still a work in progress, but I think I’m going to make this a series, if anyone wants to see more! I have a lot of it written out, so I'll just be posting in parts if anyone wants me to. Also warning SORRY if this is a little wonky to read, I didn't go in and edit it, so this is just the raw flow from my brain, the only thing I think I'm going to revise is the smut scene, which will be in part 2, just because I don't think I'm entirely happy with how that specifically turned out. (Although with that argument, I should probably revise this part too because I wrote it mostly while I was high, but I'm just rambling now, sorry).

Pairing: Matsuno Osomatsu/Male reader

TW: Cigarette and brief use of weed, alcohol use and impairment, mild internal homophobia/closeted and afraid

Part 1 summary: You and Osomatsu have been best friends since you were children. You were now adults in your mid twenties, still as close as ever, and after an impromptu night of drinking, finally admit your feelings for each other.

Disclaimer: I don't own the character or series

The evening air was cool, the soft breeze lapping at the oversized jacket that you donned. Smoke spilled past your lips as you exhaled, quickly dissipating into the breezy night. Raising the cigarette back to your slightly chapped lips, ready to take another puff, your eye catches someone approaching in the near-distance. You take a drag, sucking the smoke in, watching the stranger as he strides closer, quickly recognizing him as he passes under a dimly lit street light- he was unmistakable to you.

And, of course he was unmistakable. He was only your best friend, after all. You reminisce for a moment; you had met as children, you, and him, and his five brothers, but it was him that you really attached to. Of course, you were friends with them all. Many nights were spent sleeping over at each others houses, their parents loved you, and yours loved them. So much time, so many memories, it felt wild that you guys were now in your mid twenties.

“Oi, ___!” Osomatsu greeted as he walked up, ripping you from your thoughts, and you flicked the growing ash on your cigarette and looked up at him with a smile.

“Hey, Osomatsu. What brings you over here?” You asked, slipping your hand into your pocket to fish out your pack, pushing the top open with your thumb and extending it out to him, offering him a smoke, which he of course obliged.

“Well,” He started, pulling a lighter out of his own pocket, and lighting up his cigarette. “Just wanted to come hang out, see what you were up to.” He said, a smile gracing his lips. You loved his smile, though you’d never admit it.

You tossed your spent butt on the ground, stomping it out, and grabbing another to spark for yourself- not that you were typically a chainsmoker or anything, but you reveled in these little moments, sharing smokes together, just talking and spending time with each other.

“Well, I’m not up to much, as you can see. I was thinking maybe I’d pop by the oden stand in a little bit, say hi to Chibita… If you wanted to join me. Maybe grab a beer and a bite. I know you have an ever-growing tab, so I guess I’ll pay.” You said, ending with a chuckle, and he lit up a bit. You know this guy never turns down food or beer.

“Hell yeah, let’s go!” And he began walking, with you quickly catching up and walking beside him. It wasn’t a long walk, and the two of you had finished your cigarettes by the time you were there, taking seats right next to each other on the stools in front of the stand.

“Why do you guys always come right when I’m about to close up?!” Was how Chibita greeted the pair of you, sighing exasperatedly, though he appreciated the business nonetheless, if it was for people he knew. Anyone else would’ve been turned away.

You shrugged at him, and grinned. “What, we can’t come say hi?” You replied, with Osomatsu interjecting, “And eat some delicious oden?!” Chibita rolled his eyes at this, and opened the steaming pan, revealing the aforementioned oden. The smell hit your nose, and made your stomach growl, and it wasn’t long before the two of you were satisfied, full of oden, and just enough beer to be buzzing. You paid Chibita, and turned to your friend, deliberating where the night would take you next. A few ideas were rolled around; perhaps, hitting up the pachinko parlor, or making your way to the bar for more than a few more drinks, or simply head back to your place, and blaze up. The possibilities were endless, though you did eventually settle on the bar, and heading back to your place, and- depending, on how drunk he would get- possibly having a little impromptu sleepover. No way you would let your hammered best friend walk home alone.

With that, the two of you sauntered off to the bar, beginning a game of billiards once you guys were a few drinks in, impaired just enough to make the game a bit harder to play than it otherwise would have been.

“Nice shot!” You giggled, as Osomatsu scratched, the tip of the pool cue making bad contact with the ball. “Try chalking your stick next time!”

“Oh, shut the hell up!” He responded, giggling back at you, watching you lean over the table to make your shot. He studied your face- your expression was focused, your cheeks flushed a blushy red from the alcohol in your system, he watched as you bit your lip, trying your damnedest to make a decent shot despite your obvious impairment, and his chest tightened a little, as his gaze made its way down your body, catching a glimpse of your ass before you abruptly stood back up- he didn’t even realize you had made your shot already, his eyes darting to the table. You accidentally potted one of his balls.

“Hah! I thought you were solids?!” He exclaimed, and you facepalmed.

“Holy shit, that’s not even what I was aiming for?! Fuck!” You responded, though your tone was playful, and you leaned your cue stick against the wall, and slung your arm around him. “Well, it’s your turn, I guess.” Osomatsu laughed, a blush creeping onto his face, although it was barely noticeable as his face was already a bit flushed.

“Well, how about you grab us a couple more drinks while I take my turn?” Osomatsu asked, rubbing his nose a little. It was so cute when he did that.

“What, so you can cheat?! Hell no!” You joked, as you were walking off anyway, to have some more drinks made, leaving the Matsu alone for a moment. He caught himself staring, and looked away from you, returning his attention to the pool table, chalking up his stick before making a shot, trying to ignore the thoughts that were bubbling up in his head.

Osomatsu just couldn’t bring himself to face it. He was in love with you. But it was extremely complicated. He is a virgin NEET, in his twenties. He wasn’t really sure how anyone would take it if he came out as bisexual, or even gay… Something he wasn’t entirely decided on yet, that he convinced himself was due to his lack of experience. And this was something that he took great care of to hide. He didn’t want to ruin his relationship with his family- after all, he had seen how your family reacted when you came out, in highschool. That was enough for him to lock this part of himself away, deep inside, to not even tell you, his best friend.

Yet, despite all of that, he still caught himself stealing looks at you when you weren’t paying attention, in the middle of stray thoughts, about what it would be like, to lay next to you in bed, moving close, and slipping his arms around you, fingertips grazing against your bare skin, or to hold your hand as you strolled, to kiss you, everywhere. He was terrified- this has all been bubbling up inside of him for years now. He stopped going out for drinks with you so much, recently, because he was afraid that he would get drunk and give himself away, accidentally let his feelings slip. It felt like a gamble every time.

It wasn’t long before you came back, drinks in hand, and after about another hour of drinking, pool, cigarettes, and conversation, the two of you wrapped up your game, too shitfaced to really play at this point. You made your way out of the bar together, and walked in the direction of your house, arms slung loosely around each others shoulders, stumbling into each other, and all over the street. So drunk, neither of you noticed when rain began to finely mist, lightly fogging the air.

“Can we stop and sit for a second?” Osomatsu drunkenly whined, as you passed by the park.

“Sure,” You slurred slightly, and the two of you clumsily turned and entered the park, plopping down on a nearby bench, that you noticed was a little wet from the mist. You didn’t mind though. You and Osomatsu were leaning against each other, arms still around each other, your dizzy head laying on his shoulder. Osomatsu could feel his heart beating in his chest, every beat feeling borderline painful.

“Hey, Osomatsu…” You muttered, suddenly becoming aware of how your face felt like it was on fire, and you weren’t sure if it was because of the alcohol. You picked up your head, and he turned to look at you, and you studied his face, as if you were trying to figure something out… Osomatsu was your best friend, a total womanizer, you knew this much, you knew that making any sort of move would totally jeopardize your friendship. Osomatsu knew you like he knew nobody else, he knows what people you like, and yet, had no idea that he was one of those people.

“What’s up? Hey, are you okay?” He questioned, noticing the shift in tone, and anxiety surged through him, wondering if maybe you were onto him about his feelings. Maybe you saw him staring at the bar, and you’re about to confront him about it. His chest tightened, thinking about it, noticing how you were looking at him, practically confirming this in his mind.

“Um…” You swallowed, face burning. “I just wanted to tell you, I’m having a good time with you, and I’m really glad that you’re my best friend,” You blubbered drunkenly, and you wanted to say more, but pushed it back, and you pulled him in for a tight hug. Osomatsu was stunned for a second, tensing up a little when you squeezed him, but he quickly relaxed and hugged you back tightly, your faces buried in the crooks of each others necks. He didn’t know what to say, so you sat together in a heavy silence, tightly holding each other, rocking ever so slightly into each other.

“Me too…” Osomatsu said, finally. “I’m glad too.” He whispered. For a little longer, you held each other, before you finally broke apart, staring at each other a bit awkwardly.

“So… Uh…” Osomatsu barely whispered.

“So… Do you, want to, um… Start walking again?” You stuttered, looking away from him, suddenly feeling embarrassed. When have you ever hugged each other like that? Butterflies were swarming in your stomach.

Osomatsu also looked away. “Yeah, let’s go.” He responded, and you helped each other up, and began walking again. A drunk conversation, marinated in feelings had sparked between you as you strolled in the mist together, now beginning to become a sprinkle.

“I don’t know, I just… Feel like it’s awfully hard to find love. There’s-there’s this person… And I can’t get over them, I’ve tried to be with other people, you know. But it just never works. ‘Cuz I can’t stop thinking about this other person, even when I have someone else in my pants, someone else right in front of me…” You blubbered. Osomatsu’s gut wrenches, knowing this was likely about someone else.

“Well, try being a jobless virgin, dude! It fucking sucks… ___… I have to tell you something…” Osomatsu was riddled with nerves, and you looked at him, anxiety coursing through you, watching him, waiting for him to tell you.

“I think I like guys!” He sort of drunkenly blurted out, his face burning, and you were shocked, and he spoke again before you could say anything.

“I just- I mean I’m not sure, ‘cuz like, I’ve always chased after chicks, but like… I-I just want to see what it’s like, just to, uh… To…” Osomatsu stuttered on, too embarrassed to finish his sentence, leaving you totally stunned. At this point the two of you had stopped walking, and you stared at him in disbelief, trying to process all of this, as Osomatsu scratched his head furiously, as if he was shocked himself that he had just told you all of that.

You stepped closer to him, swallowing hard, afraid to speak, afraid what you’re about to say will risk your relationship with your best friend.

“D-do you… Want to, um… Kiss…? Just to see what it’s like? To, uh… Kiss a guy…?” You mumbled shyly, looking away, but watching Osomatsu in the corner of your eye, illuminated by the dim street light above you. He looked at you, mouth agape slightly in shock, and he was wondering if he had heard you correctly. The long silence felt like a knife slowly plunging into your heart, and finally he took a cautious step towards you.

Osomatsu tried to swallow the lump of fear in his throat, so he could say something.

“Is… That… Okay…?” Osomatsu croaked, as if he had lost his voice, and he could barely muster the words, because he was terrified out of his mind, and you looked at him wide-eyed, as if you had expected him to totally turn you down, to be disgusted for even thinking to ask him that.

“Would I have offered if it wasn’t?” You countered, jittering with nerves, as he moved closer, standing in front of you, only inches apart. As if your body was on autopilot, you lifted your hand, fingers brushing gently against his cheek, before cupping it. This felt unreal. Osomatsu stood still, unsure what to do. This was his first real kiss. Normally he’d be clumsily trying to take charge, but he was afraid he would do a bad job, he didn’t want to possibly make you not want to kiss him again… If he even had a chance with you. If this wasn’t out of pity. That lump was still stuck in his throat, growing as your face slowly inched closer to his. Rain droplets dripped down your faces, the only thing cooling your fiery cheeks, and you were soaking wet at this point, and the sprinkle had turned into a hard drizzle, that was borderline rain. Neither of you cared, as you tenderly pressed your lips against his, your free hand moving in to cup his other cheek.

Osomatsu blanked out for a moment, unsure what to do with his hands as his mind began to register that you were really kissing him, and his hands slowly creeped up your chest, settling on cupping your neck, cautiously mirroring your lips and kissing you back. You melted into each other- Osomatsu was not a bad kisser, despite it being a very clearly inexperienced kiss. One of your hands slid into his hair, cradling his skull, and your lips parted from each other briefly, only long enough for a breath, before kissing again, a little more confidently this time.

It felt like a scene from a movie- there you were, kissing this guy that you’ve wanted to kiss for about as long as you’ve known him, in the rain, lit up only by this street light, and there was nothing around you, just you and him in this moment. Osomatsu’s hands moved up to your face, pulling you as close as he could to him, silently urging you to keep kissing him. To Osomatsu, sparks were flying everywhere, this was totally mind numbing for him, he had never felt like this in his life. Kissing pillows, and photos, were nothing compared to the real thing, and maybe it felt so amazing because he was drunk, or maybe it felt so amazing because it was you he was kissing, pretty much making out with at his point, and it felt so fucking right.

You finally parted, both of you panting, the cool, rainy air making every breath visible, and you just stared at each other for a moment, before Osomatsu rushed into another kiss, nearly knocking you down, stumbling backwards, Osomatsu stumbling forward with you, pressing his lips against yours as you caught yourself, as if this was the only chance he would ever have to kiss you, kissing you like you were about to die, or as if he was never going to see you again, and you kissed him back, lips pressed hard against each other. God, this is what you’ve wanted for so long, it was incredibly special to you that you were his first, but your stomach tied in knots, wondering if anything would come of this, or if you had just totally fucked up.

You broke apart once more, staring at each other, breathing labored.

“So… Um… What did you think…?” You asked shyly, and he looked at the ground.

“I… I liked it… Uh, that, um, confirms how I feel… Th-thank you, for, uh, letting me kiss you,” Osomatsu rambled, his heart absolutely pounding in his chest. There were a few moments of silence, both of you dazed about what had just happened, and one of you had suggested making it back to your place already, since the rain was steadily getting harder.