Hey Love , I Have A Little NSFW Request. A Friends To Lovers Type Thing With ProHero ShinKami And Their

Hey love 💕, I have a little NSFW request. 🌚 a friends to lovers type thing with ProHero ShinKami and their quirkless bestie that’s feeling a little left out and kinda boring compared to their other friends. But she doesn’t know that they like her just as much as she likes them. Chubby girl friendly if you will 🥰

Hey bestie💕(do you mind if I call you bestie, term of endearment for me) I loveee this idea!! Hope you like it!

SN: Everyone show her some love. They make FANTASTIC content!💗

Santa Baby│ShinKami X Chubby Reader

Warnings: smut (creampie), cursing, (think that's it)

You never really minded being quirkless.

Sure, you were the subject of ridicule from your peers for most of your life. Even people with the most mundane quirks were sure to remind you of your place beneath them. But after some time, you realized that having a quirk wasn't all that it's cracked up to be, you could manage just fine.

You had taken a job at a small bakery in the center of Musutafu, and honestly, you were content. The pay was good since you had a lot of customers, and you had a great relationship with them. You were often told you give a more homey feel to the shop. With that being said, you often had pros come into the bakery for a quick snack and a small chat. Your favorites to talk to were Deku and Red Riot so far, but you were open to making new friends.

It was on a random Thursday, you had expected Red Riot to come in for his regular red velvet cupcake and relationship advice, but you were shocked to come face to face with Chargebolt. “Wow, Kiri sure was right. You are a cutie.” He says, sly grin on his face. Your face heats up, never having been flirted with so forwardly. “I, well- I,” “Say, what would a sweet thing like you recommend. I’m sure you have great taste.” He winks, satisfied with having flustered you. You swallow thickly, trying to get your words together, “The pineapple upside down cake was made this morning. We use fresh pineapples and cherries, and as a surprise we add a little rum.” You claim enthusiastically. You loved when customers asked for your recommendation, it always made you happy when they would come in and let you know how much they enjoyed the dessert. “Sounds great. I’ll take two slices.” While you prepare his order, you try to make small talk as you do with all your new customers, “I heard you say Kiri recommended me, are you two close?” “Yeah, he’s my buddy from high school. One of my closest friends. Are you and him close?” He asks. “I’d like to think so. He comes in twice a week and we do have our heart to hearts.” You say, moving to ring up his order. While taking out his wallet, he got a text from Shinso, telling him to come down to the agency for a meeting and you immediately recognized the sound. “Is that (Band Name)? I didn’t think anyone knew of them.” Denki immediately lifted his head. “You know (Band Name)? What’s your favorite song?” He says, smile creeping on his face. You were cute and listened to good music? Sign him up! “I really like (Song Name)! But I’m excited for their new album, the snippets sounded really good.” You smile, happy to have something in common with the hero. “I love that song! It really speaks to me, you know?” You nod and smile then let him know the price of his order. “I really hope I see you again, Mr. Chargebolt.” “Please, we’re friends now. Call me Denki.” He smiled.

Mini Time Skip

That day, Kaminari had told Shinso about you while they were having dinner. “And I made a new friend today! They're into the same band as me. They’re pretty cool.” Kaminari says. You had been running through his mind all day. He feels a bit guilty though, he’s in a committed relationship with Shinso! Had been for quite some time and he knows that he’s still in love with him, but he can’t help but feel a bit interested in you. “Really? What’s their name?” Shinso asks. Though he might sound uninterested, he was fully invested in how his partner's day was. “It’s-” Denki cuts himself off when he realizes. He didn’t get your name! He was so excited about the band thing that he never bothered to ask. “I- well, I didn’t get it.” He scratches behind his head. Shinso snorts, “Wow.” “But I’m going back there tomorrow so I’ll get it then.” He declares. “In fact, why don’t you come with me?” He suggests. “And why would I do that?” Shinso sighs, moving to clear the dishes. “I don’t know, I think you’d like her. She seems really nice and I heard this bakery has amazing coffee.” Denki says, knowing how to sweeten the deal. “Fine.” Shinso relents. “Oh also,” Denki moves to get the desserts out of the fridge. “She recommended this cake and I got you a slice. A reward for your hard work today.” He says, opening the bag. On top rests a small vanilla sponge cake with a sticky note attached; Just in case. Not everyone likes rum, haha. Enjoy! :) “She even gave me a little something in case I didn’t like the rum. What a gem.” Shinso laughs at his boyfriend's dramatics and takes one of the cakes. “Well? Ready to give it a try?” He asks, picking up a fork. Denki takes one for himself and they both move to try the cake at the same time. As soon as the cake hit their taste buds they knew; they had to get to know you.

Time Skip

As promised by Kaminari, they went to the bakery the next day and just like Kaminari, Shinso hit it off with you. They had a bit more time to sit and chat with you, so you made coffee and picked different snacks for the heroes to try. “Here you go, fresh coffee and as snacks,” You pause, turning to present them. “For Kaminari, you seem like a cinnamon kind of guy, so you get an apple streusel and for Shinso, I’m getting a coffee kind of vibe so tiramisu for you.” You say, putting the desserts in their respective spots. The pros look at their desserts astonished before Shinso looks up at you. “And what about you?” He asks. He hoped you weren’t ashamed of your size and didn’t want to eat in front of him and Kaminari. He was already starting to take a liking to you. “I’m glad you asked!” You say enthusiastically. “I’m trying a new lava cake recipe. So I’ll be doing a taste test to see if I’ll be adding it to the menu.” You move to bring out the cake, setting it on the table. It was a decent size and you may not have known it, but the two men felt happy that you were comfortable eating in front of them, and something that you hadn’t tried before? They’d get your raw reaction. When you sat down, you all immediately immersed in conversation, with them complimenting you on your skills.

Ever since that day, one or the other would come in almost every day. Sometimes they would come in together and you all would sit and chat. You really enjoyed the time you spent with the heroes and they were always sure to let you know they felt the same. Eventually, you built a pretty solid friendship with the two and over the course of a couple months, you became best friends with the duo. At first, you felt a bit weird about possibly causing a rift between the two, but after a while, you realized that if they wanted to make a pass at you, they would. But what you didn’t know was that they were secretly holding themselves back. There was not a day where you weren’t the subject of their fantasies, one of the only reasons they ever seem to get off these days. But they didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, they’d rather suffer in silence than never see you again. 

It was on the day of the annual hero Christmas party and your best friends invited you to the event, wanting you to meet their friends and live a little. You had worn a cute, Santa inspired dress with red heels and an adorable Santa hat. You wanted to really get into the Christmas spirit. Making your way to the venue, you had started to feel a little self conscious. What if they act differently around their pro hero friends? What if you embarrass yourself, how would you show your face to them? You shake the thoughts from your mind, heading inside the venue. You survey the area, trying to find your two friends when you feel an arm wrap around your waist, “Hey, pumpkin. Looking for us?” You hear a familiar voice say. Turning to look at him, your eyes scan over Kaminari’s figure. He was wearing a deep red button down shirt, black pants and a Santa hat similar to yours. Beside him was Shinso in a similar outfit, however he ditched the Santa hat for a more festive tie. They looked good, really good. But you shake the thought before it sticks. You can’t lust after your two closest friends, especially when they are already in a relationship with each other. “Yeah, I’m happy to see you guys. You look great.” You smile, gesturing to their outfits. “Us? I think you stole the show, sweetheart. You look adorable.” Shinso says, moving to draw you into a hug. Shinso wasn’t the most physically affectionate person, Denki can attest to that, but there was something about your figure, the plushness of it, the softness. He couldn’t get enough, he wanted to have his hands on you all the time. “Aww, thanks Shin. Means a lot.”  You flush, you’d never get used to how casually they throw compliments around, especially towards you. “Well come on, let us introduce you to everyone.” Kaminari says, grabbing your hand.

They introduce you to all of their friends at the agency, talking about their history with each person and telling you what their quirks can do. As you cycle through people, you realize that your friends are surrounded by interesting people every day and you’re.. you. And while you’re not bothered by who you are, you can’t help but feel a bit boring compared to who they spend their days with. Your mood begins to sour, and you want to leave before they pick up on it, but they know you, so when you tell them that you’re gonna leave earlier than previously mentioned, they know something must have upset you. “Okay, but if you don’t mind, we’re going to walk you home. We’d feel better knowing you got home safely.” Shinso says. You don’t feel like putting up a fight, so you just nod your head and you all head to your home. They had been to your house numerous times before, so they know what direction to go. “You sure you’re okay, sunshine? You haven’t really said much since we left the party.” Denki asks when you reach your front door. “Yeah, I just feel tired.” You say, brushing off the topic. “Bullshit, we know when something’s bothering you (Y/N). Don’t make me use my quirk on you.” Shinso says, half joking. He wouldn’t really use his quirk, but he really wanted to know what was bothering you. “Let’s talk inside, it’s chilly out here.” You say, ushering the heroes into your home.

You settle them on the couch, removing your shoes and sliding on house slippers. “Well? Spill.” Denki says, on the verge of bursting. “Well, are you guys okay with me?” The men look at each other confused. “What do you mean?” Kaminari asks, bewildered. “It’s just, tonight after seeing all of your friends and hearing about the amazing things you guys do, I can’t help but feel a bit dull compared to your other friends. I’m not really anything special.” You say, feeling embarrassed at having revealed something like that. What would they think of you? Your thoughts are pushed away when you hear a soft chuckle on the couch. “Sweetheart, you think we’re bored of you? I don’t think you understand the hold you have on us.” Shinso says, chuckling more. “What do you mean?” They couldn’t think of you like that, could they? Nodding, Denki speaks up, “You are so amazing to us, love. We love hearing you talk about what dessert you’re thinking of adding to your menu. We love the cute little messages you send us every morning, before we head out to work. We love being around you, probably more than a friend should.” He moves to stand in front of you. “We love you (Y/N). You mean everything to us. Please don’t ever feel inferior to any of our friends, in our eyes, you are the strongest person we’ve ever met, right ‘Toshi?” Standing and nodding, Shinso makes his way over to you guys. “We know this probably came as a bit of a shock, but honestly we couldn’t keep it in anymore. And after we saw how some of the other heroes were looking at you in that outfit, we couldn’t go another day without calling you ours. So, what do you say?” He asks. You are genuinely stunned, of course, you’d had feelings for the men, you had ever since they had first offered to walk you home months ago, and you couldn’t lie, you did think of them whenever you hand slipped into your underwear at night, but you were shocked. They wanted you the same way you wanted them? “I- Are you sure? I’m not-” Denki cuts you off by moving his hands to caress your face, “You are, baby. And so much more. Let us show you how much we love you, huh? Let us make you feel good.” He says, practically growling it in your ear. You nearly let out a moan at the close proximity, overwhelmed. “Please, baby?” Shinso says, giving you the final push you needed. You nod and Denki immediately devours your mouth, tongue sliding over your bottom lip, begging for entrance. You open your mouth, sliding your tongues together in harmony, letting him suck your tongue into his mouth. The scene is so hot, Shinso can’t help but to groan at his two lovers making out. Denki lets you go, a string of spit holding you together. Shinso turns your head towards him and devours your mouth with the same enthusiasm Denki gave you, however their tastes are different. While you got a more sugary taste from Kaminari, likely because of your desserts, you got a strong coffee flavor from Shinso, which was just as addicting. You separate after a minute, feeling hot all of a sudden. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.” Shinso suggests. You nod, motioning for the pros to follow you down the hall to your room.

Once you enter, you’re immediately picked up by Shinso and you gasp at the sudden movement. “Fuck, you’re so pretty baby. You looked so hot in this Santa outfit. We couldn’t keep our eyes off of you.” He gruffs out, moving his face into your neck to leave wet kisses. He sat you on the bed between him and Denki, both of them attacking your neck with kisses. You bite your lip, trying to muffle the moans that threaten to spill out of your mouth. “Don’t hide your sweet noises, baby. Let us hear you.” Denki groans, biting a sensitive part of your neck. You can’t help but to let out a moan, the pressure feeling amazing. “That’s our girl. Keep going baby.” Shinso groans in your ear, biting the lobe. He moves his hands to the back of your dress, hands touching the zipper when he asks, “Are you sure you want to do this baby? You don’t have to.” He says, giving you an out. You nod your head enthusiastically, you’ve wanted this for so long! “I want to do this. I want you both so bad.” You moan out when Denki sucks your sweet spot. Taking that as confirmation, Shinso zips your dress down, pulling it off of your plush body. The men groan, you’re as gorgeous as they thought you’d be. “So fucking pretty. All for us right, baby?” Denki asks, moving his hands to cup your soft breasts. You had gone commando under the dress, thinking that it sat better without any undergarments. “No underwear? You were planning to get fucked, weren’t you?” Shinso says, smirking when you avert your eyes from him. “N-no. I just thought it’d look better without them.” You say, embarrassed at having been called out so bluntly. “Either way, I’m not complaining. So ‘Toshi, how should we fuck our sweet girl.” Denki asks, pinching your nipples as he talks with Shinso. You gasp at the feeling, senses on overdrive. “I don’t know about you, but her mouth seems pretty lonely. I think I should fuck it, what do you think, pretty girl?” You moan at the mix of praise and degradation, eager to please the two pro heroes. “Please. Please fuck me.” You whine out, eager to get to work. Kissing your cheek, the pros move to get undressed. They move you into a position that allows them both to work you, Denki positioned between your legs and Shinso in front of your face. “If it gets to be too much, tap my thighs three times, if it’s too much with Denki, use the stop light system, okay baby?” Shinso asks, hoping you're comfortable. You nod, “Okay.” Once all is said and done, the men get back into position. “Ready?” Denki asks. Once you nod, the men push in, Denki immediately kissing your g-spot and Shinso hitting the back of your throat. “Oh shit.” Both men groan, feeling the warmth and tightness of your body. You swirl your tongue around Shinso’s length, contracting your throat to make it more pleasurable for him and clench your pussy around Denki’s length. “You feel so fucking good baby. So tight and warm and wet.” Denki sighs out, thrusting at a vigorous pace. “Her mouth feels so good too. You’re doing so good for us baby.” Shinso groans, thrusting further into your mouth, saliva coating his dick. “That’s right baby, fuck her nice and good for me. If you get her to cum before you do, I’ll fuck you before the night’s over. You’d like that wouldn’t you, pretty girl? To see Kami get fucked by me?” Shinso asks, grabbing his dick to slap you on the cheek. You and Kami can’t help but moan at his words, the sight briefly flashing through your mind. “Yes, daddy please. I wanna cum.” You whine, eager to finish him and taste his sweet release. Thrusting back inside of your mouth, Shinso groans at the feeling. “Fuck, rub her clit. Help our poor baby cum.” Shinso instructs, excited to see you orgasm. Heeding his words, Denki licks his thumb and runs it through your puffy folds, thumbing your clit and rubbing tight circles, thrusting harder and faster into your cunt. “S’good for us baby. So pretty. Cum, baby. Cum for us.” Denki moans, rubbing harder. The band in your stomach contracts, your orgasm washing over you in intense waves. “That’s it baby. Cum. Cum!” Hitoshi groans, turned on by your weak little moans. He cums after a particularly hard suck from you, shooting his load down your throat. Kaminari is the last to cum, but he seems to have came the most, his load painting your walls and gushing out the sides. He pulls out once he’s softened, pushing the cum back into your sensitive cunt.

The men kiss all along your body, working your body down from the intense high you had. “Hey, baby. How are we feeling?” Shinso asks, rubbing your sore thighs, and generous waist. He simply couldn’t keep his hands off you and now that he knew you felt the same way, he’d be damned if he didn’t indulge in his pleasures. “So good.” You sigh out, lazy smile making its way onto your face. “I hope you didn’t think that was it.” Denki interjects, head resting on your chest. “I still gotta get fucked by ‘Toshi.” He said, cheeky smile on his face. You run your fingers through his hair. You don’t think you’d ever get tired of this.

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Final Fantasy Boys || Type’s Of Kisses ||

A/n: Look I just wanted to write something with my favorite final Fantasy Boys. Let me know if you have a character you’d like to see.

Dizzy Kiss:

When you spin in circles and then try to kiss your partner.

::Cloud Strife::

Watching you spin in circles, Cloud wasn’t sure if he should be amused or concerned. He didn’t want you to hurt yourself yet you looked so happy doing it. Once you stopped your spinning, you stumbled for a moment.

Your eyes glossy as they tried to focus, looking for the tall blond.

“Cloud?”

“I’m right here.”

Following his voice, you nearly tripped falling into his arms as a giggle escaped your lips as you stood on your toes. Cloud didn’t get a chance to respond due to you finally kissing him. Once you broke the kiss you pressed face into his chest. “I have a headache now.”

Sighing, Cloud easily lifted you on his arms to carry you off to the shared room. “You could have just kiss me, you didn’t need to go through the theatrics.”

“Hmp.”

::Clive Rosfield::

“Love please be careful.”

Clive took a hesitant step forward, he had no clue what brought this on. He was trying to figure out while you would do something like this until he heard Cid chuckling.

“Did you put them up to this?”

“Was just a harmless little bet…see they’re fine.” Cid nodded his head both men turned their attention to where you stopped spinning. Stumbling forward you nearly fell on your ass as Clive caught you in his arms, a little giggle escaping your lips.

“Are you alright love?”

Nodding your head you beamed up at the man as you gave him a quick kiss. “Much better now that I can kiss you.”

Shaking his head, Clive helped you to your feet as he bent down to give you another kiss. “I will do anything to make you feel better love.”

Scoffing, Cid rolled his eyes as he turned away from you both. He rather not stick around for whatever was about to happen next.

+•+

Bambi Kiss:

When you lick your partner's cheek.

::Cidolfus Telamon::

“Cid? Can I try something?”

Putting down his pen, Cid flexed his fingers as he gave you a grin. “You can try anything on me love.”

Scoffing, your cheeks burned for a moment as you quickly adverted your gaze. “God you’re such a pervert.”

“You weren’t sayin that when you were moaning on my desk.”

Cheeks still burning you going to give him a sweet kiss, something nice but now. Shaking your head you sauntered over to the man only to lick his cheek.

“Hey!”

Humming you smiled clasping your hands behind your back. “It’s a Bambi kiss! It means I love you.”

Wiping his cheek, Cid pushed away from his desk. His eyes darkening as he made his way towards you, giving you a grin. “Not very fair you getting left out now is it love.”

“Cid no!”

A squeal escaped your lips feeling his tongue against your cheek. “Ugh.”

::Cid Highwind::

Cid loved it when you fell asleep on his lap, it felt good, felt nice. He knew he was lucky to have you in his life, he next expected to get this chance at happiness.

Biting back his own yawn, he let his fingers run down your back as you started to stir awake. Blinking a few times you then gave the man a sleepy smile, your hand reaching up to run across his cheek.

“Hello sleeping beauty.”

Giving you a wink, a light scoff escaped your lips as you sat up. “Hmp.”

“What are you gonna-.” Though his voice was cut off feeling you run your tongue against his cheek, once down you then settled back into his arms.

“What the hell was that?”

Shrugging your shoulders you nuzzled into his chest more. “A Bambi kiss.”

+•+

Tiger Kiss:

When you jump on your partner's back and surprise them with a kiss.

::Vincent Valentine::

Vincent sensed you miles away, it was cute with you trying to be sneaky and all. He would honestly do anything to just see you happy though he stumbled forward as you jumped upon his back. Turning his head a small smile formed on his lips only to feel your own against his.

Returning the kiss, he couldn’t help but chuckle as you nuzzled your cheek against his own. “You are getting better.”

Sighing, you tightened your hood against his neck as you let your cheek rest against his own. “That’s sweet of you to say Vincent but I know I need more work.” You muttered.

“Nonsense, I did enjoy the kiss by the way.” He muttered glancing up at you.

Grinning you gave his cheek a quick kiss. “Then I will happily give you more!”

“I will be ready.”

::Noctis Lucis Caelum::

It was a normal day, Gladiolus, Ignis and Prompto had decided to visit you and Noctis since the Honeymoon was over. It was good seeing his three companions again though if Noctis were to be honest he would much rather spend another night in your arms then work.

The three men were rather distracted, Noctis engaging in a deep conversation with Gladiolus and Ignis. It was Prompto that noticed you. Your much smaller form darting to each column in the room.

“Uh guys….”

“Not now Prompto!”Gladiolus waved him off as you drew closer and closer.

“But.”

Though his eyes went wide as you launched your body at your husbands back. Noctis almost collapsing as Ignis stopped his fall.

Giggles were escaping your lips as your arms wove around his neck. Kissing him, you felt him return the kiss,his beard tickling your skin.

“Surprise.”

Letting out a soft sigh, Noctis glanced up at you. Your smile was infectious, he found himself unable to pull away from your gaze. “It was a lovely surprise, I can not wait for more.” He muttered grasping your hand gently kissing it a small kiss.

Cheeks burning, you sighed closing your eyes slumping against his back. “Then I will be happy to keep this up my King.”

“Then I am I lucky man.”

What would Vash, Wolfwood, and Knives do about sick reader? Like reader knew they had been getting sick for a few days but saying stuff like "I sneezed from the dusty sand" or "I choked on my spit. I wasn't coughing. " they keep coming up with stuff to say till they have a fever and collapse.

YES. MORE FOR KNIVES. I actually really enjoy writing for knives. He's such a complicated character to get right because he hates humans and more often than not the reader is portrayed as human. His feelings are so contradictory but I love it.

You're Only Human (After all)

SUMMARY: Vash, Wolfwood, and Naï, find out that you've been hiding a sickness from them. The outcome feels like a nightmare come true.

NOTES: Vash and knives parts are very long. There's a shit ton of angst but there's also hurt/comfort. I'd say it took me 16 hrs total from start to finish and that's partially because a huge part of Kives original part got deleted and yeah... I couldn't remember some of it. Enjoy tho lol.

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Vash

Setting up camp for the night was no easy task, getting up to gather what everyone needs to sleep comfortably while helping Meryl set up her own tent. Yours always comes last and before you can even finish Roberto is asking you to help him cook. You never stop working and seize every opportunity to stay on your feet, the restlessness that comes with stagnancy kills you. Through constantly throwing yourself into work is painful and tiring, it's been even more so than usual.

"Hey kid. Come and help with this roast."

You ignore Roberto's request, too tired to even think straight much less give a coherent thought, only curling further into the backseat of the truck. In the back of your throat has settled an itch, one that's not quite there but prominent enough to make you force down a cough. It bubbles up suddenly, making you gasp for air in-between coughs. Your throat burns in pain and tenses as it stops.

Soft foot steps pad up to the open door. Meryl peeks in at you with worry before she fixes herself right. "Uh... Sorry if I'm bothering you but could you help me with my tent again?" She clasps her hands together, eagerly waiting for your answer.

Nick watches from the outside of his own tent, gazing at your still form while his hands blindly settle the cross firmly into the sand. He doesn't decide to speak until Meryl extends a hand to tap you. "I'll do it." He offers.

Meryl turns to look at him with a disgruntled smile. "Thanks?" He scoffs. "Yup. Don't mention it. And close the door while you're at it."

Meryl looks at your limp form, not wanting to close any limbs in the door she checks just to be sure before she carefully closes the door. Just before walking away she takes one last peek inside to see if she disturbed you but you haven't moved an inch. Taking a deep breath she turns to stand beside Nick while he puts her tent together.

The night carried on and with it came Vash. To everyone else the night went on as usual but to Vash, a part of him was missing. When he looked for your tent he was sad to find that it hadn't been set up at all. This only worried the blonde further. His stomach would churn with unease the further he looked around. There was no sign on you anywhere. Just as he was about to peek around the truck, a soft finger tapped his shoulder. He turned to find Meryl gazing up at him.

"If you're looking for them..." She points to the truck. "They've been there all evening."

Hia gaze follows her pointed finger to the backseat of the truck. Offering her thanks, he rushes over to the truck and pulls open the door. You lay curled up on the farthest side away from him, your face hidden and tucked away in your arms. Face softening, Vash climbs into the empty space by your feel and closes the door behind him, ensuring privacy.

"Mayfly?" He leans over curiously, his hand slipping under your chin to lift your face into view. You grimace, your head swimming in agony and dizziness. "Are you okay?" His cries crease in concern.

Lazily, you lift a hand to swat him away. Setting your head back on your arms he lifts the back of his hand to your forehead. "You feel hot. Maybe you should get out of the car. Get some fresh air." His hand brushes over your head in a soothing manner.

"I'm fine." He smiles at your half-hearted grumble.

"If you say so..." Swiftly grabbing your shoulder, Vash scoops you up into his arms with ease and scoots to press his back to the door. He spreads his legs and leans back just enough for you to lay comfortably on his chest. You're just lethargic enough that you flop against him, no resistance whatsoever.

He stayed with you until the morning, upset when he kept waking up to you practicing choking in your sleep. Every time he raises a hand to your forehead it burns his skin. You were certainly running a fever of some kind or at the very least sick, he's never seen you so lethargic before. You've always stayed on your feet, working yourself to the brink, till' your legs won't carry you anymore. This might just be one of those spells but you never left the truck. Even when he got out to help everyone pack up you didn't move.

When everyone gathered inside the truck, you didn't move, allowing yourself to get shoved around to make room for Wolfwood and Vash. As Vash climbed in, he scowled at the priest who shoved you about as if you were some object he could just discard. Gently scooping you far enough to slide in. he laid you back down in his lap and held you close, allowing you to get some rather comfortable rest. Hours later, you woke up in a daze. The heat consuming you from head to toe is unbearable, breathing comes harshly.

You can see legs moving through the sand below you as you wake up but very quickly realize they're not yours. You begin to feel hands under each of your knees and your body pressed against another. Below you, Vash's coat flaps into view, the edges of it tugging about with each step.

You groan, dizzy from the heat and disoriented. Your head is reeling about, begging to go back to sleep and crying at the same time. Every part of you aches and your throat feels like it's been grated like fine cheese.

"You're awake!" Vash turns his head to look at you nuzzled into his shoulder. Swallowing harshly, you lift your head to glance at him. "Where are we?"

You cringe at the sound of your own voice, sounding like a decrepit frog that smokes cigarettes. It feels like you haven't drank in forever and your stomach rumbles angrily. Suddenly Vash jumps to keep you up on his back, you whine at the sudden jolt and dig your hands into the chest of his shirt. He grimaces at your painful response.

"You okay?" Forcing yourself to right yourself, you begin to wriggle in his hold. "M' fine. Put me down."

Vash's brows creased with worry. "Are you sure? You've-"

Pushing from his hold you fall into the scorching sands. Hissing in pain, you jump to your feet jostling your brain into a wave of vertigo. Your hand shoots out to find purchase while your vision grows dark. Tingles flood your body as a low dull pain pulses in your head. Two arms scoop you up into security, keeping you from falling back into the hot sands. "Whoa!"

Vash steadies you as you lean against him limply for help. "Slow down. You're not well." His hands move to your shoulders. A long drawn out couch slips from your lips. You shake away from his hole to walk towards the group, they're way ahead of you occasionally glancing back to stop and wait. "I'm fine."

You trudge forward at your own discretion and Vash follows closely behind. "Let me carry you Mayfly." A hand comes to rest at the small of your back. Beneath you, your legs shake horribly, threatening to lose your balance. It's hard just to push forward in the sand without wincing from the sore ache that settles into your bones. "I'll be fine, Vash."

The desert becomes distant, a cold covering your whole body like ice. "I'm..." The sky began to darken, blotting out the light from the suns and the sand beneath you.

"oh!" Slipping forward, Vash stretches an arm over your chest to stop your falling body from collapsing in the sand. The over exertion is obvious and your body makes it hard to deny. Vash can see it clearly, the bleary look in your eyes as he scoops your bridal style in his arms. Gazing down at you with an unreadable expression, he shakes his head. "How long has this been going on?"

You roll your head into his chest, shielding your eyes from the suns. Breathing in to speak you choke out a cough, you can hardly catch a breath in-between. When you finish, your head falls back softly. "A few weeks ago." You mumble weakly.

A frown settles upon his lips as he looks ahead at the horizon, the glare on his shades stops you from seeing his eyes. Those are always a dead give away for how he's feeling. Those shades work wonders for him.

Taking a shaky breath, you relax in Vash's arms. "Don't worry. I'll take you to a doctor. You should rest until then."

You shake your head. "Won't you get tired of carrying me?"

He looks back down at you smiling softly. The smile reaches up to his eyes, softening his gaze and wrinkling the corners of his eyes. "I will. It's okay, I'm supposed to take care of you Mayfly. Just rest." His voice is so soft he's almost whispering. It makes a heat swirl in your chest as you close your eyes.

"I'm sorry Vash."

He chuckles. "It's alright my love."

Wolfwood

Sweat beads along your forehead as you follow the giant wandering cross in front of you. Your wavering pace slows you down even more the longer you push forward. It's so far away now. When was the last time you even had water? God, you can't remember. Trudging through the sands makes the ache in your already sore leg grow worse, you can barely lift your feet from the ground.

Breathing is a labor, it burns your lungs with each breath you take, the longer you go without calling for Nick's help the more dire this starts to become. The dull ache in your head is pounding with the intensity of the suns and your body grows weaker. You regret lying to Nick before he ran out of gas, you knew them you should have said something but the situation was bad enough. You thought saying something then would only cause more worry to settle in Nick's mind and you didn't want to burden him.

Suddenly, searing hot pain blossoms on your exposed skin and sand hugs your body as it lands. Your mind is foggy and blank, you watch Nick grow smaller in the distance not even bothering to look back at you. You rasp his name but your throat doesn't allow you to call any louder than a simple talking tone. After traveling with Nick everywhere, you never thought it would end like this, laying in the sand pathetically sick because of your irrational fear and Inability to ask for help.

Suddenly, in the distance. The space between you and Nick closes in. He runs towards you, tossing the cross all about on his back. Distantly you can hear him call your name for the first time ever, he's only ever called you by silly nicknames. You don't give much care to mutter a response and sink into the sand.

Panic squeezes in Nick's chest and he drops his cross beside him to tend to you. Grabbing your shoulders he turns you over and sits you up in his lap. "C'mon. Don't fall asleep." He begs.

You cough up a laugh. The concern in his face grows even more severe with your seeming obliviousness to the situation. "I'm fine..." You want to shrug him off so bad but even moving feels like hell.

Heart pounding in his chest, Nick swallows harshly "You haven't been fine since we got stranded, have you?" The back of his hand feels freezing as he presses it to your forehead. You grimace with discomfort and whine. "I'm not stupid." Carefully, he stands with you in his arms.

As he turns to walk away you spot his cross on the ground. "Your cross..." Nick acknowledges it with a hum. His face is stern, pointedly staring straight again with his lips pressed into a thin line. "I'll get it back later. You need medical attention first."

You smile. "So you're saying you care?"

His grip on you begins to tighten. *Of course I do! Don't fucking scare me like that again." He growls.

"Sure." Sleep tugs your eyes closed, pulling at your weight the less conscious you become. Nick glares down at you, squeezing you tighter against him. He feels your body grow limp in his arms, heart dropping to his stomach.

"What did I say? Don't fall asleep." You're jostled awake with a groan. "Just let me sleep. Please."

"And if you don't wake up again?" He's become eerily nonchalant. "What then?" The edge in his voice shakes with worry, tracing the thoughts of what might unfold after your death. His chest aches at the thought of losing you and he won't say it but he's scared of losing you. "It'll kill me..."

Nick will never admit it but you do more for him then he lets on. Your company alone could last him a lifetime, your smile, it could make him happy forever. Everything about you fixes everything bad about him and he's not ready to give that up. Especially not over some silly illness. Hearing his words and understanding what he means, you coo quietly and rest your hand over his heart. Your touch quells his fraying nerves.

"I drag you down Nico." Your heart weighs heavy in your chest. "It might be better if you leave me behind."

Stomach clenching wearily, Nick grunts. "No." Venoms laces his tongue. "You idiot. I love you too much to do that." You gaze at him in surprise. "Don't look at me like that. I said what I said. You should just be quiet and conserve your energy."

Hesitant, you gaze at him for a few moments longer before letting your head rest carefully against his chest. "I'll get you help. Just hang in there."

Millions Knives

Sitting beside Naï, he plays the piano. Quietly, you watch his fingers dance over the keys as they belt out a dramatic yet familiar melody. It strikes the soul as misunderstood, you know it well. Many times has Naï played this song in your presence. You've heard everything he plays, as his words command you stay by his side under his watchful eye. Many of his followers take this as a sign of mistrust, a show that the human race will never take his attention. Naï has said to you before: "Hear me and believe my word. My trust in you is not misguided, I only wish to protect you from those who wish to harm you."

Despite hating humans, Naï knows his fair share about the ways they operate. He understands the delicacy of your body and handles it with immense measure and meticulous care. He keeps you near to prevent his followers from making a move to take your life. For him, he even strives to understand more about you, to protect you. His care for you and your well-being runs deep, although Naï doesn't quite understand why it's you he's so careful about, he understands that you make him feel something.

Naï, even in his own strange way, shows that he cares for you. He appreciates the company you keep him and he's not foreign with thanking you. Just the same your appreciation runs deep, he offers you friendship, safety, food, and a place to lay your head at night. Above all else, his friendship and company you find the most rewarding, to know so much about him is to see under his facade. Knowing that underneath all of those sharp blades, a gentle, and caring man resides. Only sparing himself to his closet confidants.

Beautifully, the keys fade into an epilogue, an ending to the story it once opened with. You find that as you watch with a smile your lungs begin to burn. A cough tries to bubble its way past your lips, it takes your breath away and chokes you on the way out. Turning away to cover your mouth, you find it hard to catch your breath and tears blur your vision. The melody that had once carried through the room now falls silent in the stead of your sputtering.

Worry tingles in Naï's chest as you gasp for air beside him, he's unsure of what to do or what this is. His knowledge might be expansive but he still has so much to learn, about sickness, potential threats, the many causes of death. His lack of awareness makes his heart quell with concern and his mind reel is fear.

"Are you alright?" His voice carries through the harmonious room. Tentatively his hand hovers over your back.

You wipe the tears from your eyes to see his angelic face clearly. "It's okay Naï, just choked on my spit."

Cautiously, he looks you over with care checking for abnormalities along your external appearance. Your eyes are dark and lightly sunken, despite noticing this fast Naï goes along with your word and nods in earnest. You feel scrutinized under his gaze, like he's judging every part of you without ever saying a word.

"Choked?" He queries. "Is this choking, dangerous?" His brows crease with worry.

"Well..." Recalling gasping for air, the onslaught of coughing as it keeps you from breathing in deep enough to catch your breath makes you choose your next words with ease. "Yes. It can be, depending on the circumstances. But it can also be prevented"

Intensely focused, Naï nods. "How can this be prevented?" His absolute attention is always divulged onto you anytime you talk, it's endearing, the way he listens to every detail. Nothing you've said has ever been forgotten by him, he remembers everything, making it a point to bring it up when useful later on. It tells you that he cares about what you have to say, knowing that makes your heart soar.

"Drinking a glass of water, or anything of likeness, then there's the heimlich. You should ask Con'rad about that if you want to understand it." Although many of the things that Naï knows about humans have been acquired through you, there are many things you can't find the energy to explain. Best someone else with more knowledge explains it to avoid any confusion.

"I'll go visit him then." Naï stands. "Come. I'll escort you to the room." Gently, you hold his outstretched hand, letting it guide you to your feet. He holds it gingerly as he pulls you alongside him. His hand is soft and warm, inhumanely so, you find comfort in his warmth.

The more time chugs along the more you begin to realize you've fallen I'll, coughing spells out of nowhere, extreme fatigue, loss of appetite. The coughing grows worse with intensity, burning your sore throat, your body wastes energy faster, and waking up in the morning becomes a difficult task. For longer times you would lay in bed seeking the comfort of your companion, Naï, despite hiding your growing illness from him. He's buying into what you told him, though it won't last for very long. If he's really that worried he'll seek the knowledge of Con'rad once again.

He knows your habits even down to the smallest details, including your sleep schedule. Though sleep is the only time he lets you spend alone, that's only in his room, the only ones allowed inside are you and him. As far as his knowledge goes, since you last went in about a day ago, no one has bothered to enter. Not even Naï himself would go to see you. He figured you only needed a little alone time before you might come out again to grace him with your company. The time rolled around for you to come out but the door never opened, Naï waited in anticipation, trying to stace off the minutes to spare you time.

The paranoia got to him before you could.

The whole time you've been inside he's only let the door out of his sight once, for only a short amount of time. Very few people would dare enter knowing what punishment would await them if he ever found out but just the thought of someone going in and hurting you... It makes his blood boil. He paces just outside with worry and frustration beginning to build just beneath the surface. He has to know you're okay, he has to hear you speak... No. No, he needs something more... He has to see you physically. Otherwise, he might just lose his mind wondering what awaits him inside.

Eager to finally see your face again, to hear your voice and feel your touch, he pushes the door open. Eyes scouring the darkness for your form he finally spots you laying still beneath the covers of his bed, you make no sound as the door closes and you stay still even as he says your name. In his chest, his heart begins to pound wildly, sending the rest of his body into a frenzy of feelings.

He rushes to the bedside, a singular blade extending to turn the lights on. The darkness cowers away at the flick of a switch and your form is revealed amongst his mattress. Almost stripped bare of your clothes you lay unmoving, almost as if the life from inside you has been drained. Chest straining, Naï climbs over top of your body lowering his head to your chest, your skin feels cold against his ear as he listens for a heartbeat.

Just underneath your delicate skin beats the rhythm of your life, it beats on even as you lay utterly still. Naï can feel his shoulders relax, the sound of your heart telling him that you're indeed still alive, but as he pulls away to further examine you he knows something's not quite right. it makes his stomach churn with unease. Your skin tone seems off, like something's not quite the same as it was before.

As softly as he can, Naï shakes your body. After the first movement he expects you to come to life with a groan but you don't move. If your heart is still beating, why won't you wake up?

"My flower, wake up. You've slept long enough. I need your company by my side." He shakes you harder this time. "Petal, wake up. I demand it." He tries to sound like he normally does when addressing everyone else but he can't seem to find it in himself to truly yell at you, to demand something of you. Especially not when you're stripped of your freedom at this moment.

Naï's throat tightens, his brows creasing with worry and fear. He's so confused, you usually wake up when he calls for you but now he's got nothing. It scares him, knowing just how fragile you really are, it aside now that he rushes you to Con'rad.

Before he parts to the lab, he envelopes your exposed body in his cloak and carries you in his arms. Nothing like this takes more than the blink of an eye, Con'rad barely even has time to process his master's sudden appearance. Everything is thrust at him at once, the fear and confusion that riddles Naï's face when he presents you to Con'rad, how he begs for him to find out what's wrong, to fix you.

Con'rad frowns at your unconscious body as he takes you from his master's arms. "Careful! Don't hurt them." Naï warns.

Con'rad can only cast him a glance before he sets you down on a table, he collects his supplies needed to check you over and watches as Naï retracts the cloak that is wrapped so tightly around your body.

To plants, a decade is only supposed to feel like a day. So why did Naï feel like it had already been years when it was only minutes. He stared at you intently, waiting for you to wake up, willing you to do something. But you didn't move at all. Naï was anxious from tip to bottom, so to quell his nerves Con'rad began explaining things to him.

"Like we discussed, humans are susceptible to many things, illness being one of them. Should a person go an extended amount of time without medication or medical attention, it can cause death. This happens to be the case with your friend. You're lucky you found them when you did Knives. I can still run this IV to get the right fluids in check. After, you can take them back to your room, the IV has to stay in until it's empty though." He eyes the bleach blond from the corner of his eyes as he tapes the IV to your arm. "Again. You're lucky. They should recover soon. But they'll need plenty of rest."

Naï steps away from the wall he had leaned on, the blades slither out from behind his back and circle you carefully until they meld into his cloak once more. Content, he carefully picks you from the table with ease, using another metal appendage to grasp the IV bag.

"Thank you." Naï bows his head to Con'rad in thanks. Before he can reply Naï is gone again just as fast as he appeared.

Returning back to the privacy of his room, Naï gently sets you at the edge of the bed where he could rest the IV bag beside you. Leaving you swaddled in his cloak, Naï climbs up the bed behind you. For a moment he's hesitant to touch you, like it's the wrong thing to do but he pushes forward. Softly laying an arm over your waist, he pulls you flush against him, his face tucked into the back of your neck. He would lay here until you woke, until then, Naï would relish in the feeling of your body against his and find comfort in your presence by his side.

He might lecture you when you wake up, or inspect you thoroughly for any other sickness, but he also might enjoy your waking company for a moment before he does anything else.

IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND SINGLE?

Characters — Sanzu, Ran, Rindou

CW: Violence

SANZU

Now who in their right mind would dare to ask Sanzu this

He was indeed taken back by the boldness of the man who foolishly attempted to cross a line that he wasn't aware of

Takes a moment to glare at the person from top to bottom as the switches in his brain began to decide on what end the idiot deserves

Although the lingering pair of eyes weren't set on him, Sanzu could feel it prickling right under his skin. The meeting between Bonten and a business partner was dragging on for far too long. It never bothered him before, but it just so happened that he brought you along with him today. And because of the nature of his position, Sanzu had to be by Mikey's side and not yours. There you were standing oh so innocently in the corner, unaware of the filthy looks the businessman was giving you.

He grimaced, clearly not coating his annoyance well as the bearded man looks over at him, raising a brow.

"What's with the long face. The shipment is successful, we're bound to score a good one" His voice boomed. "Speaking of a good score," the man snickered, eyes landing on you once again.

Sanzu could feel a vein pop. Stay calm, stay calm. Mikey is here. This is work. He quickly glance over at his boss, it was evident that he too could pick up on the situation. Mikey changed the subject, earning him a confused look on the man's face as he once again failed to read the room.

"As i was saying. That chick you got over there. What's her business?" he pointed directly at you. "She got a boyfriend or something?"

There was a stiffening silence in the room that everyone felt. As if on cue, all eyes fell on Sanzu, who is now seconds away from slicing the man with his katana. "I asked if she is single. Is your girlfriend is single?" The idiot continues to taunt.

"Hey. You. Don't cross the line" Kokonoi spoke up.

A booming laughter erupted the room.

"My apologies. That bitch is one of yours?" The man laughs, eyes still glued on your figure. "You got a good one. How about you let me have a go at her in exchange of another de–"

A horrifying wail left him before he could finish the sentence as you witness the hand that was used to point at you, fall off in one swift cut. Polished marble floor now tainted in crimson red, the man immediately fell off his seat as he writhed in pain. His screams filling up the quiet room.

Sanzu jumped, landing on the table that was between Mikey and the idiot who is about to lose his life. His katana barely two inches away from the man's eyes, as he watched him desperately cling onto his handless arm, face contorting from the pain. He choked out a desperate cry, trying to find any sort of aid. But no one made a move. Nobody dared to go in between him and the pink-haired criminal. They all stared down at him with stoic eyes, as if everything that is happening was expected.

"Help.. P-Please..."

"Should i gauge out your eyes or sew your mouth shut? I've been itching to do this the minute you laid your pathetic eyes on what's mine." Sanzu's voice came out as sharp as his blade, his tone laced with venom as satisfaction plastered across his face.

You could see the man turn cold and eyes widen from realization. He shouldn't have underestimated these men, he shouldn't have walked into a tiger's den unprepared, and he shouldn't have toyed with something that wasn't his.

RAN

Commonly known for his calm facade, Ran prefers to keep his cool. However he could feel the impact of the question sending triggers right to his nerves. His stare remains impassive, now slightly unamused, but inside he knew his blood was boiling.

It's not that he doesn't trust you, of course, but he doesn't like how bluntly straightforward his co-worker was.

It was absurd for anyone to think that they have a chance with you. You are his and his alone.

He thought that it would be okay. To bring you along to one of Bonten's business parties since you have always loved going out with your boyfriend. You are fully aware this isn't an ordinary get together, it is with your boyfriend and his group of very dangerous colleagues. But you didn't mind, because when Ran is around you are sure nothing could go wrong. He always had things under control.

So there you were dolled up from head to toe. Even someone as cocky as Ran Haitani grew nervous after seeing how perfect you look in the silk dress. The hunch was proven right the minute his colleagues started showing up. It was their first time meeting you and the hungry eyes couldn't drink up enough of the person in front of them.

After a few drinks the atmosphere in the room became friendlier, you were enjoying the champagne as you made small talk to a man with bright pink hair, who conveniently sat on the sofa right next to yours.

Though he was still conversing with someone else, you could feel the shift in Ran's mood as he presses your body closer to his, fingers squeezing your sides ever so slightly.

"Yo Haitani. Give us a little space would ya. You brought a whole princess along and don't wanna share?" The man in pink suddenly spoke. Your eyes immediately shot wide open, shocked at the bold statement.

Even under the dimly lit lights you could see your boyfriend's eye twitch. Ran was always calm, his attitude, face, and expression goes in perfect harmony together as someone who is well composed. But this was different. No one has ever dared to cross his line, yet the pink-haired man didn't hesitate. Ran knew him too well, a man who he wanted to keep as far away from you as possible.

"Sanzu, a smart man like you should know your own place."

Sanzu's shrill laugh suddenly filled the room, making you flinch from his unexpected reaction. "For you to get this protective. But i understand." He chuckled, eyes flickering to your face. "So that's your lady ay? Is she single?"

And the switch in him flipped. His gun immediately drawn out, pressing directly at Sanzu's temple, threatening to but a bullet through him. The usual unfazed demeanor on Ran was no longer visible, replaced by an icy glare that made the hairs stand behind your neck.

"Keep blabbering about what's mine one more time and it will be the last thing you say."

RINDOU

Protective boyfriend Rin.

Rindou gets jealous easily. Yes, he might be mean to you (lovingly) but if anyone ever tries to get close to his girl the younger Haitani will not hesitate to bring them down, literally.

He is aware of how gorgeous you are, and how the gazes from his friends, colleagues, and even brother ahem Ran what are you doing at you always linger a tad bit longer than they are supposed to.

It was his mistake to leave you alone at Bonten's hideout. How stupid of him to even bring you here in the first place. The two of you were on a date before it got interrupted by the sudden call of his boss. It was an emergency meeting that left him no choice but to postpone the date, which explains why you were dragged along.

His boss has called him into a private meeting room, and Rindou promised that it would only take a while. So you listened and stayed put, because what other choices do you have? Your knees weirdly jumpy as you nervously waited for him. This wasn't how you expected your date to go, but his job was inevitable and you love your boyfriend so it didn't matter.

A sound coming from the door startled your train of thoughts and you immediately turn to look for him, but instead met the gaze of a man with silver hair. You could see the corner of his lips twitching up, curling into a sleazy smile, "And who might this pretty one be?" he asked.

Just before you could answer another person came through the door, and to your disappointment it wasn't the Haitani you wanted to see. "Oh hey sweetcheeks, didn't expect to see you here." Ran Haitani, Rindou's older half, greeted you with the same lazy look in his eyes that makes you shift uncomfortably.

"Hey Ran" you answered meekly.

"So the two of you know each other. Is she single?" The silver-haired man asked, eyeing you up and down.

As if your prayers were answered, out of the door came Rindou. It only took him one look to know what was happening. He glared at his brother, then at the other man.

"Hey Rin, is your girlfriend single?" His brother mocked, laughing at his own question.

He blinked a few times before his face twisted in clear annoyance and anger. It was seeping through him as he quickly approach your confused self. Rindou wasted no time to capture your lips in a messy, sloppy kiss which earned him a yelp of surprise from you. Pulling away from the kiss, he stroked your cheeks and gave a soft look of reassurance.

He then turned to the two men who were still watching, shooting them a warning glare. Though the cockiness in him quickly took over as his scowl expression turned smug. "No. We fucked last night"

bllk boys with a shy!reader

disclaimers: suggestive in some parts, reader wears a dress in Kaiser’s part (i have no idea if someone did headcanons with a shy reader already but credits to whoever started it)

pt. 2

Shidou: 

He’s going to have a field-day with you, good luck…

He was already touchy before you started dating but now it’s twice as much

Always hugging you and biting you to relish in how embarrassed you get 

He thinks it’s so cute when you stutter out a protest but end up doing nothing to stop him 

Bro is always slapping your ass 💀

He thinks he’s so funny whenever you scream at him all embarrassed to stop because his hits actually sting 😭

You actually learned when he’s about to go for the hit but you can’t even dodge because bros hand swings at the speed of light

DIRTY JOKES

He’s got such a foul mouth and you literally have to hide your face in his shirt whenever he starts opening his mouth 

Oh god one time ygs were watching a movie and a R18 scene was playing 

He did not shut up. 

“Babe doesn’t this remind you of the time we fucked in the–” 

Cue to you throwing a pillow at his face and hiding your face in your hands

He’s a demon though so he literally pounced on you and let’s just say ygs did NOT finish the movie 😦

Will fight anyone who gets to see you embarrassed though because that’s reserved only for him teehee 

Isagi:

I feel like he’s so understanding about how shy you are that it makes you shyer 

Like he’s literally SOOO bf material and he’s so patient with you

Okay but he’s also unaware that he has natural rizz 

You’ll be doing your make-up, feeling his eyes on you and when you ask why he’s looking at you like that, he just responds with a “just admiring how pretty you are”

HE’S SO EHFPWEFWE

And he flirts with you subconsciously but he secretly loves it when you get all shy on him

Everytime that happens you just cover your face while he laughs gently, trying to pry your hands away from your face so he can see you 

“C’mon look at me” 

GAHHHHH I CAN’T 

Sae:

He thinks your shyness is actually quite refreshing

It’s not normal for him to see someone so shy when he’s used to trash talk 24/7 

Pretends he thinks it’s a hassle but secretly loves it

Goes “really now?” whenever you explode from embarrassment and he feels his lips curl in amusement whenever you stutter out a complaint 

Whenever you start rambling because you’re still embarrassed he just places his hand on your head and gives it a smiles that says “yeah I get it now”

He’s so cool it just makes you get even more bashful 

Sleepy Sae = touchy Sae

You’re going to be battling demons whenever he starts hugging you closer to him in the morning 

Oh god and when his biceps wrap around your waist as he nuzzles his face in your neck

PLEASE JUST ONE CHANCE RAHHHH

Michael: 

Like Shidou… he’s gonna love teasing you 

His routine is literally wake up, play soccer, flame his teammates, go home, and tease you just because 

Like when he’s in the middle of flaming the shit out of his teammates (I’m sorry Ness) he’ll suddenly be hit by a memory of you and then starts smiling to himself

His team thinks he’s bipolar 💀💀

Calls you nicknames like “darling” “sweetheart” or “liebe” so he can get you nervous for him

Has no shame so he literally walks around the house with no shirt on

You’d be running in the opposite direction and you can hear his gremlin laugh from the other side of the house

Jk I think his laugh would be cute 😍

Sometimes ygs will go shopping and he’s in the fitting room waiting for you to show him a dress or two 

Bro tells you to twirl and praises you with the most poetic rizz ever

Like you didn’t even think he was capable of doing that but you learned he was. 

Just laughs whenever you hide your face with your hands and ushers you to go try on the other dresses 

In conclusion he’s a menace around you but trust me he’s only doing it bc he’s in love with you!