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Something in The Rain

Pairing: Megumi Fushiguro x Fem Reader

Genre: Angst with a Fluff ending

Warnings: just a speck of violence

Word Count: 1178

a/n: this is the first ever fic I’ve written in tumblr for @katsukidotcom ‘s Lovers Lane Collab. So thank you for this opportunity and feedback is appretiated. I hope y’all are safe and are drinking enought water. Stay healthy and ily<3

Raining pouring down the roof, winds blowing in different directions, the sweet smell of soil filling up your nostrils, a cup of coffee on the table beside you. You were reading a book humming to the music of your taste. The book that you were reading reminded you of your husband Megumi , who had been with you through your ups and downs. He made you smile like an idiot all the time. You fell in love with him even for the bare minimum thing he did. He was something which you were your true self around him. A person who was gifted from the gods if you get to know him better. A tear was shed from your eye as you were reading your book. What could've happened that made you so heartbroken towards a person you loved the most in your life. 

[Flashback]

  It all started when you were put in a very unexpected situation in your life. To love a person who was as cold as ice was assumed as a challenge but this was nothing when it came to you. You were a University scholar who had this kind, cheerful, bubbly, clingy essence, making people happy and spread warmth around you. Not until your parents thought of getting you married. You were pretty helpless to the point where you couldn't fight back for yourself because all this would go in vain no matter what you did. You believed in love at first sight and that's what happened when you saw Megumi, You felt euphoric high at his sight. Something about him made you feel you were in love with him. His dark raven hair complimenting his face, his sharp eyes which were intimidating made you drown into them. His physique made him look as if he was straight from the Greek world. You had never seen a person like him in your entire life. His father spoke up “My son has  been doing good at his business, setting up his empire, he'll take care of your daughter so, please don't worry about it.” You didn't dare to look up to him but spared some glances towards him. You could already see that he was being compelled and wasn't interested in this alliance. Megumi's and your parents got you married in a week or so. Since then, Megumi was reserved to himself and rarely spoke to you whereas you were truly filled with energy and wanted the best for your husband. You prepared him his lunch and he barely even said thank you or kissed you on your forehead. He returned home and coldly refused to eat his dinner. You didn't mind it because you kept thinking that his nature. You were blindfolded with love and he had that effect on you. He did get short-tempered at times but you didn't mind that anger until one day he came back home, feeling exhausted due to work. “Welcome home! How was your day? Did you have your lunch? I hope you had it cuz I don't wanna see you eat something unhealthy?” He went to the couch and plopped himself feeling exhausted to hell that he barely kept up with your rantings. He had been listening to these since he got tied up with you. “Oh no, I know you are exhausted but please go freshen up until that I'll be setting-” “Can you shut your damn mouth for a while Y/N? You have been screaming since I've entered the home. Don't you have other work other than bothering me? When will you stop being clingy towards me huh? Do I look like a joke to you?” You were taken aback but before you could speak up he threw a vase which was kept by his side. He moved towards you making you step back at his furious self. “You are here enjoying the comfort of living while I work my ass off going to the company? Is this all you can do?” He ran his fingers through his hair just to see you screaming “P-please don't hurt me……. It was never my intention to act c-clingy around you. I j-just thought t-that I did my best being a good partner who would h-help you. I was fru-frustrated with this behaviour of yours but still did not pay attention to it cuz I was madly IN LOVE with you. It was so dumb of me to assume that you would love me back. I was j-just trying to help you but you just ignored me like I was just an additional piece in this house………the way I wanted you to share your feelings and frustrations with me so that I can help you over come i-it………..we never really sat down and tried to talk to eachother thinking that we were compelled in this.” He wides his eyes at the sight in front of him. Guilt rushed through his veins. Never in his life, he thought he would raise his hands on his wife. The other half of his life who was practically begging in front of him. “Y/N I did-” “P-please lea-ave me a-alone, take this wedding ring with you and give it to someone who is really deserves your l-love. I will still love y-you.” Before Megumi could approach you, you ran to your bedroom shutting your door and packing up to leave the house. Meanwhile Megumi really really felt guilty about he treated you.

He never expected you to love him. He had confined his feeling to himself not knowing what love is. He did feel the same when you were around him. He felt utmost comfort and peace once he reached home. He always saw you waiting for him each and every day. This thought made him feel at ease that at least he has someone who cares about him. He ran towards your bedroom and practically attempted to break the door. His thoughts were running wild to why you had locked yourself up. Never in his life he had been frightened. He was scared to lose you. He had no one but to be with you. You on the other hand had packed up and were sitting at the floor, all curled up, bawling at the incident that happened a few minutes ago. You heard someone banging the door inhumanely. Fear ran down your body thinking what might happen if you didn’t open the door. You stood up shaking, wiped your tears and approached to open the door. As soon as you opened the door you saw Megumi begging in front of you. “Can you please listen to me once? I’m so sorry for what I-.” You stood up to yourself, wiping your tears making sure you don’t feel weaker. “That’s it? Do you think that after all, I did to you, you just will return to say “I’m sorry” if sorry was that easy to be accepted, there wouldn’t have been a single person on the streets crying for it. Apologies are something when you have done something unintended but in your case, you literally Treated me as nothing to you besides a maid that takes care of your home until you return. I know your side of the story and I know how frustrating it is but didn't think that I was here very eager to listen to you every time you came home? All I wanted from you is the same love and nothing else. I didn't take the vows that day just to be treated like this. Do you think I had it lenient the way you make it sound? You know I felt so awful every time you ignored me. The way you ignored me thinking that I would be a distraction. I was so in love with you not knowing that it would hurt me later.” At this rate, Megumi didn't want you to leave him “I know and I just don't have words to tell you how much I love you. I know my anger took the best of me and had to see this side of me. It was never my intention to hurt you. I just distanced myself from you thinking that you never loved me back for this. Please forgive me.” Tears streamed down his face. His breath because unsteady because of all the bawling. “I don't know Megumi…….after seeing you today, I feel like I  need a break from all the ruckus that happened a while ago. I just can’t live under the same roof as you knowing that you don't treat me good. I think it's best for both of us to stay apart for a while. I’ll have to think about your apology with a cool head. You are a good person and I know that but please take those additional, unwanted personalities of yours out. For now please let me go to where I can be happy for a while, only then I'll reconsider this relationship. Please take care of yourself while I'm away, as I said before I still love you.” You passed through the door and soon the gate leaving Megumi behind. After all this Megumi had decided to always treat you right because it's his duty and he realised your love for him.

[Flashback End]

Days and weeks passed by, you were living in your apartment where you lived before getting married to Megumi. You were not able to sleep for days thinking if he is taking care of himself. He did text you every day, his messages were always calming, making you fall in love with him every day. You had many sleepless nights thinking about him. You were restless to meet him again. You had forgiven him and gave time to rectify his mistakes and the fact that he was trying through texts made you smile to yourself that he is changing. On the other hand, Megumi was truly in love with you. He admits that he wanted your love. He wanted to be by your side no matter how big the situation was. He wanted to be in your arms after a hectic day and share everything with you. He wanted someone who could understand him as well. He knew he did act like a moron but he decided to change for good. One day he texted you if it was okay to visit your apartment. It didn't take a second for you to reply “Yes” since you missed him a lot. This thought of seeing him for the first time in weeks made your heart beat faster than ever. You wiped your tears and looked up at the sky. The rain was pouring down gracefully from the dark mists which covered the whole sky. You kept your book at the table and went towards the rain. The winds were chilly and you rubbed your arm feeling the raindrops on your skin. You were completely drenched in rain by now. You closed your eyes enjoying the downpour. Oh, you wished Megumi to be by your side enjoying this rain. You started tearing up at how lonely you felt. It was like your other half went missing and you were desperate to find it. You started bawling in the rain before you could fall on the ground, someone grabbed you from behind forming a ring around your waist crying out loud. You looked up and saw Megumi who had seen you whimper thinking about the past. Your eyes met and he could see your red eyes indicating you wept. You thought this was an illusion. He hugged you ever so tightly not wanting to leave you. “How are you? I missed you so much, thank you for being patient with this, I do miss my other half who I love more than anything and wanted the best for him. Oh God,  please let me see his face. This loneliness is killing me, did you sent his incarnation. I'm so thankful for it.” You were not in your senses as Megumi kept listening to your rantings. He started tearing up thinking that your love for him didn't wither yet.  “Oh, how lucky I am to have you in my life Y/N. I know I acted like a jerk all the time and I don't deserve-” You came back to your senses and found Megumi hugging like you would leave him again. It broke your heart as well thinking about how he was all by himself after you left him. You cut off his words asking “Please you deserve everything, you deserved to be loved. Past is past and I'm glad that you had learned your lesson.” He shakily looked up again at your eyes. He caressed your cheek missing the sight for weeks. “Can I kiss you-” “Ye-” it didn't take a second for him to crash his lips onto yours. The kiss was desperate, expressing every feeling that you had while you both were apart. The way your lips fit perfectly with each other as they were meant to be since the beginning. You are both drenched in rain, tears streaming down both of you. The pain that you both had for each other started to fade away along with the rain. You both felt complete. You both pulled out and Megumi buried in the crook of your neck, hugging and inhaling your scent which he missed a lot. He started giving neck kisses along your neck making you close your eyes feeling butterflies in your stomach.

This feeling was truly indescribable. He missed you a lot to the fact that you saw him crying while he kept kissing you. You tilted your head to give him more access to your neck since it had been a long time. “I’m sorry but I missed you. It had been ages since I saw you and you became more beautiful since I last saw you. I came here to return this ring to you because no one but you is a rightful owner of it.” “I’ll be more than happy to accept it and giving you another chance and welcome you again in my heart because I one can but you are the rightful owner of my heart, please take care of it.” Your words made him smile through the tears  “I’ll be honoured to.”  He again kissed you with the same passion reminding you about how much he loves you. You grabbed his hair giving in the kiss for the second time, the rhythm of the rain and your lips dancing made you both feel at ease again. You both soon pulled out breathing heavily and connected your foreheads, this time Megumi whispered “I’m not leaving you, not this time.” You both danced in the rain and the mist above you was watching the reunion of soulmates. The downpour which was sent was healing the pain that you had suffered through. The sun shined among the rain signifying a new start. Like this, you were happy to begin a new journey in your life.

Hiiiii soba, can i ask you a request? I just recently saw your comment on youtube, and i wanna request right away.

Can you make a headcanon about Tokrev Male character breaking up with you bcs you did something? And their last line to you. If you have no character in mind this is my specially one:

mikey

baji

draken

Takemitchy

rindou

Ran

Sanzu

(Optional) Izana, Kakucho, Wakasa

♡: hi there too sobby! I'll grant your wish, so please bare with this headcanon. This is the only thing i could imagine whenever i stay up night and create scenarios. + also, i talk with the requester, and this is absolutely set in future with a lil different concept.. =>

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⚠︎: angst. pure angst. mention of gun.

MIKEY AND BAJI. prt 1 of tokrev Angst

—sob4

MIKEY: you left him at his worst.

Your face become pale as you see the platinum haired male in front of you as soon as soon as you enter your apartment. You can't move: afraid that once you did, the gun that played between his fingers will shoot you.

Attempting to run for your life, the door close as you heard multiple chuckle's escaping from the other side. Horror pasted on your face as you recognize those.

'Sanzu.. Rindou..!'

"Y/n." Once again, you paralyze in your feet as you heard the nearing step and your name.

Your hands shake at the sudden feeling, the temperature seem cold enough but your body are hot; nervous and feeling of terrified hugs your whole soul and body to each bone.

"Why seem so distant?" A hand snake around your waist, apart from that; a cold metal has been on your side head.

The cold metal is without a doubt the gun. Your tears pool as Mikey kept roaming his other free hands on your waist, though his warm breath fanning on your neck did'nt help to help you ease.

"You should know what sin you commited," he said. The gun roughly digging through you. "For me to judge it."

Your breath hitch as you can feel his hands going up, from your waist, breast and finally your neck. Mikey suddenly pull you over his chest, his hand choking you with a firm grip.

"M-Mikey..!" You could only mumble out of desperation.

"Shh.." He said, hushing you as he slowly move his body: dancing his body a little and yours.

If it any other day or timeline, you'll be covered with re hues as butterflies start flying in your stomatch. But tonight, the present: what he does is nothing but scary, this move is'nt romantic as it suppose to be. Not when he is the criminal boss.

"Let's see, Y/n. What do you think the proper justice i should put above your head?" He ask,"Death..? Or cage you?"

None of it are possibly the peaceful. You close your eyes as you remember how this thing happen, what happen in the past for him to have his gun in your head. How your suppose to be loving boyfriend turn into a criminal who commited crimes beyond human can commit.

You look at Mikey, his head hang low as your eyes blur at the sight of his bloody shirt and pants. The glint and the smile on his lips that never fade are nowhere to seen: he without a doubt become the man you fear to become.

"M-Mikey.." You mumble before you fidget with your fingers. The cold stare he gave, gave you anxiety.

Who would'nt be in atmost panic after seeing their oh-so loving boyfriend covered in multiple bruise and most of all blood? After the war he and other two gang have done, leaving the enemy bruise, in coma and one dead, you can't see your future just like what he have promise.

"Let's break up."

Mikey's eyes widen, his eyes have a glint if another expression as he watches you looking at him with nothing but determination to leave him.

'Leave.. me?'

Mikey could'nt process the joke you have said. Oh, he was'nt that fond with jokes anymore. So he could'nt see what is so funny with that. Aside from that, oh, you are a best actress: it look almost real.

"That's... not a nice joke." He said.

Mikey knew you, the pranks you pulled multiple did not fool him anymore:maybe he act like it, but this prank goes too far.

"Mikey, it's not a joke!" You said, finally snapping as you pointed your finger at him. "I -I can't keep up with your shit anymore: what's the point of what you are doing!? Not that you just throw your friends aside, but you put many people in hospital, and even one in funeral too!"

"I respect you; your brother's dream of creating an era you deliquents wished to see! But this– this kind of way is'nt going to solve and make that dream come true! Did Shinichiro-nisan, Baji, and Emma-chan died just for you to become like this?!"

You don't even see Mikey's face as his eyes just look at you blankless. "Stop it. Let's head back home, Y–"

"No! No! I'll never come back yo you, Mikey! We are done, I never want anything that's have connection with you! It's a shame i love someone like you," you said before you wipe your tears. "It's so fucking tiring! Just because someone died you'll be that mosnter? I know it hurts, it definetely hurt! But i don't want someone in my life that's fucking inhumane."

You look at him before you turn your back, running as fast as you can as the rain poured down.

"You'll never escape me..." Your tears again fall, it's the same one. The same words you heard before you left him at his worst, and now, it's the same one you hear as the blood poured from the impact of the bullet piercing in your head.

After all, If you can't be with Mikey and love him. Why don't you just die so no one can have you? You'll never escape him, not when you're dead.

BAJI: you get tired waiting for him.

As you walk the aisle, your tears stream down as you see the man waiting for you in the end of the journey. The man who'll share the same love with you and officially become your husband rest his eyes on the piece of cloth to ease his crying eyes.

As soon as you finally in front of the priest and other people, you smile as a male held your hand and kiss it.

"Baji." You said before kissing his cheek. "Thank you," you whisper as you walk again, going for your husband: Chifuyu. "For attending my wedding." You said, completing the sentence as he smile and escort you to his bestfriend.

Baji smile, it never fade as he watch the whole ceremony unfold. Though againts his wishes, the tears keep streaming down as he watch you and Chifuyu kiss with passion. He slightly pinch himself secretly, why the hell he's thinking the day you chased him? But, he can't help it: he wonder, what'll happen if i just love you earlier?

Baji remember it, how you always go in the meeting just for you to see him. In that time, he did'nt really like the idea of being in-love or someone who he can be with. He think it's dumb, he live for his dream and mikey! What's the point for you?

It's until one day you stop hanging around him, stalking him, giving him obvious gift of affection. And that day also, he knew he already fall for you. But too late. You get tired of waiting for him.

Few years after, in his pet shop with Kazutora: his wish come true. He see you, buying some goods for your cat/dog pet. He wanted to confess, that he afterall love you: even it's embarassing, he stalk you through internet and reacted 'heart' at every post with different account.

Though, that never happen as his dream scattered.

"Baji, nice to see you again! It's been almost forever when i see you," you said as you smile at the man.

Baji then chuckle as he lean over the table of the front area of his store.

"Yeah, remember you: you always asking me for a date."

Baji smile as he see you cover in red hues and muttering gentle insult which he did not overlook. He sigh as he reach for his back, 'man up, baji! You can do this'. About to reach for the letter, you already handed him a letter.

Baji's heart stomp and goes wild at it. Are you again giving him love letter? Though it did'nt happen as you said words that cut deep in his heart.

"Baji, can you.. you give this to kazutora? He said he'll be the one to buy the supplies for our wedding!"

Wedding? Baji's smile curl into thin line as he watches and listen to you.

"Oh, i have'nt told ya! I'm marrying Chifuyu, what a small word, aye? He said he knew you! We've been together after i move to another city."

You look at him, as you see him smiling. "Haha, okay." He said before he secretly crumble the letter he made overnight.

You're so mean. "Don't forget to invite me to your wedding hm?"

Be Okay pt.1

Satoru Gojo x Reader

Angst, mentions of cheating. You find your lover with another woman and decide it’s time to move on.

Your pov

I wish things were different. My lover, Satoru, has been acting different lately. He’s not so cheerful anymore and neither am I. I just didn’t realize how much pain I would be in. I can’t stay with him anymore. He no longer treats me the way he use to. I’ve tried to talk to him about my feelings, but he acts like nothing is wrong. I don’t smile as much I use to. My heart aches with my realization. That our love has failed. That all of those sweet words were temporary and that we were doomed from the start. That soon enough I will be losing my “perfect romance.

Today I found out he was seeing another woman. I don’t know her name, but I do know that she is very pretty. I found them at a coffee shop four blocks from our shared apartment. I never heard what they said. I just saw how Satoru smiled when he looked at her. It wasn’t a half assed smile either. This was the same way he looked at me throughout our four year relationship. He looked like he was enjoying himself with her. She was just as enthusiastic about being with him as well.

At first I tried to deny the truth from myself. That maybe she was just a friend that he hadn’t seen in a long time and they were catching up. That he maybe was just putting on a happy act with a friend. But my theories were shot down quickly when I saw something that crushed my very soul. He kissed her. And not just a small peck. But a genuine kiss filled with passion and even perhaps, love.

After I saw them share a kiss, I decided to go home. My heart was aching so bad that it felt as though the very air in my lungs were bricks. With tear stained eyes, I pushed my way into the apartment. I didn’t even make it to the couch as my legs felt so weak. I just had to stop and and cry. I had never cried so hard In my life.

My tears fell and my face grew numb from my cries. The emotions going through me were a mix of sadness, pain, anger, and confusion. It’s felt as though they were all mixed up in a sort of emotional wave. It could control my cries nor did I want to. So I let myself feel for as long as I needed to.

About an hour later, I started to calm down. I still felt horrible, but now I needed to take care of myself. I’m not going to wallow in my pain right now. Satoru could be home soon and I just don’t want to face him. Why should I? Why should I face him, when he wasn’t ready to face me? Why couldn’t he just say he didn’t love me anymore? I would’ve preferred that over finding him with that beautiful woman. 

I decided I needed to leave. There was nothing holding me to this apartment anymore. Satoru paid for it. Lord knows he can afford it. So got up and went into our shared bedroom to pack my things. Good thing I’ve never been one too hold on to a lot of stuff. Just some clothes, toiletries, and a few souvenirs I had from my childhood. And I packed them all in about two suitcases and a small bag.

I called f/n and told them everything going on and they didn’t hesitate to let me stay with them until I could find my own place to stay. It feels so nice to have someone like them. Hell, I don’t know how well I’ll manage without their support. They told me they’d be over in 15 minutes and right now I’m just hoping Satoru won’t be come home. I don’t wish to see the man that broke my trust.

While waiting, I wrote him a letter. Explaining my feelings without actually talking to him because I know that I would not be able to contain my emotions. In the letter, I told him what I saw. And how there is no way that he wasn’t with her after what I had seen. How he had broken my trust and threw our love away like it was nothing. Like how I was nothing. I thanked him for loving me though all these years and hoped that at least some of it was real. Finally I told him that I hope he’s happy with her and that I will be moving on with my life. That I do not wish for him to contact me. That I am going to be okay.

I left the note on the kitchen counter along with the necklace he gave me on our first anniversary. I didn’t even look back at the apartment and I’m so glad that he didn’t come home while I was waiting for f/n. I feel like I somehow waisted years of my life on someone who could never truly love me. And that hurt my heart even more. I just hope one day that I can be okay. I’m just sad that he won’t be in my life anymore. But it’s going to be okay.

Thank you so much for reading❤️ I will be making a PART 2 for this. It will have Satoru’s pov and what happens to next. I might make this in to a series, but we’ll see. Thanks.

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Be Okay pt.2

Satoru Gojo x Reader

Angst, mentions of cheating

Gojo’s Pov

I miss her. Y/n has been distant recently and I have no idea why. I don’t understand what happened to our love. We use to make people jealous by how we were. She was my perfect escape from this death and corruption filled life. From my work as a sorcerer. But now that love seems dull and lifeless. However, this woman in front of me makes me forget about the love I once had. Even if just for a little while. Am I a bad person for cheating on my so called lover even when I’m not sure we are in love anymore?

I do love y/n and I always have and always will. I hope one day we can go back to how things were, so for now I’ll enjoy the time I have with the beautiful woman in front of me who’s name I still don’t know. I only met her days ago. Her incredible soft lips are intoxicating and taste like cherry. It’s feels go good being able to be with someone like this. Even though I wish it was y/n. I wish she would talk to me. I wish I could be taking her out like this. I wish I could pamper her and tell her how much I love her. I know I don’t deserve her especially after today, but she’s still mine and I know she’ll be there when I come back home. And that thought makes me feel warm despite the lack of love in our shared home.

I said goodbye to the woman who’s name I still don’t know and don’t care to know. Instead of getting a taxi, I decided to walk. I don’t really know what made me decide to walk home, but I just felt like I needed to clear my head a bit. My heart feels conflicted. I got what I wanted right? I got the affection I so desperately wanted? I got to be with someone who wanted my affection, right? So, why do I feel so shitty right now? Is it because deep down I know how fucked up I am right now? Is it because I know that if y/n ever found out that I’d never be able to love her the way I want to again?

My thoughts are interrupted by a car passing me. It looked oddly familiar, but I couldn’t remember who that car belonged to. Maybe y/n will know? When I got up to our shared apartment, I felt a sense of uneasiness. It felt wrong and I hoped that once I opened the door seeing her would cure me of that awful feeling.

To my shock, the lights were off and my lover was no were to be seen. While turning on the lights, I called out for her, but received no voice back. I was nervous and my mind was in a frenzy. I pulled out my phone and called her, but it immediately went to voicemail. At this point I was panicking. What if she was hurt? What if she got lost? My eyes trailed our apartment. Tears filled my eyes when I saw her necklace and a letter underneath it. Carefully I moved the necklace and picked up the letter.

Reading the letter, my heart sunk. I chest felt heavy and it felt hard to breathe. She had seen me with that woman. She saw my sinful actions. She knew what I had done to her. And now my greatest fear had come to pass. She is gone. My life, my greatest love and passion is gone. So many thoughts swam through my head. What have I done? Why did I fuck up so badly? Why? Why? Why?

I don’t know how long I cried for. I don’t know how long I was lying on the floor calling out for her. How badly I wish I could take it back and hold her and telling my lover everything perfect about her. I decided to get up after some more time. I went to the counter where the necklace is placed. I carefully picked it up and examined it. She wore it everyday. She wore it even when our love was at its weakest. Even when I was unfaithful to her she still wore it. I put on the precious item so I could keep it as close to me as possible. Holding the last piece of her as close to my heart as I can. With tears in my eyes I decided right then and there that I would stop at nothing to get my lover back so that we could be okay.

There is a third and final part to this. Thank you so much for reading and see you in the next part!❤️❤️

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after three years you're once facing again your tormentors. will you still be the same after that years or would it open new found feelings?

the light illuminating from your screen burns brightly that it almost affects your eyesight. your fingers almost turning into frigid from the lack of blood flow. you curl your fingers to stimulate before returning to punch the keys in your keyboard. drowning the sound of your coworkers chattering underneath their breath and the numerous phone ringing in your floor. deadline's approaching and you must finish this before your boss would chew you out. you can't break the streak yet, you're the employee whose in good terms with her boss and you won't allow a deadline to jeopardize it.

and then, click! you were finally done and you can finally sigh out of relief. turning in circles on your swivel chair before saving the finished report you were doing and then making a extra copy. you will never know what accident will happen and you don't want to redo all of your hard work. printing the documents, you clipped all of them. rechecking before putting it a folder and bringing it to your supervisor for them to check tomorrow.

you went back to your desk. cleaning the scraps in your desk and arranging the scattered files. you pressed the button of your monitor turning it off before placing your chair in its designated place and then you clocked out.

stepping outside, you take a look at building behind you. the younger you wouldn't dream of being here but fate played on you. part of you enjoyed it, part of you hated it. you guess you can't love something fully and it always made a reason to hate it.

the sun was setting in the horizon and it told you that you must need to be home soon and then you went to a nearest grocery store to pick the things you needed before going home.

unlocking the doors of your small apartment you rented, you placed your phone and keys at the countertop of your kitchen. storing the goods you have brought and you changed into something more of comfy. you opened your laptop, checking emails for tomorrow and finishing what's left of your workload.

yawning, you closed your laptop. it's time for bed and with that you drift into a dreamless sleep.

after dealing with the morning rush of your mode of transportation. you made your way inside the building. greeting your fellow employees with good mornings and catch up on the elevator and you were seated in your cubicle. doing your tasks for the day.

“(y/n).” your supervisor calls you. ushering you to their office and you left your cubicle to follow them. they handed you the report you had done yesterday. “your report is excellent as always and although it's my job to give it to the superiors, i need you to deliver it. the ceo will be needing it for today.” they said exasperated. their sight glued to their monitor and you nodded. top floor it is and then you walked away and climbed up to the highest floor where the ceo's office is located.

the elevator dings before opening to your desired floor number and you were in awe from his spacious the hallway is unlike the lower floors including yours. you heard that it is only the ceo who resides here. walking, you clutch the folder in your hands as you slowly move to get to your destination. you sighed in relief in what you presume the ceo's secretary is stationed here. a desk and drawer and a swivel chair in which she furiously taps on her computer. the sound of the acrylic in her nails evident.

“uhm, hello. where should i leave this?” you asked her. showing her the folder compiled with the reports you had done yesterday. she hums, glancing at you before giving you her full attention. she gave a sickly sweet smile. showing her pearly white teeth and her blood red stained lips is giving you the impression that she works in a club rather than a corporate one. her blonde curls gave you the impression it was bouncing from the way it moves.

“i should take it but strict orders. you can place it on his desk. just go straight right there and you'll find a door. just open it and leave the folder in his desk and you're good.” her voice cheery as she instructs you. extending her arm to show you the way. you nod and you thank her before leaving.

it wasn't that hard to find but when you were holding the bars of the door. you suddenly felt sick. it was like you were back at the days you desperately wanted to forget and holding the handle of the door feels like you were holding the lid of pandora's box and opening it will wreck havoc.

you are delivering papers and then you'll leave after you put it. you said to yourself. gathering the courage to open the glass doors and you take a few deep breaths before opening it. you look at the room, finding it to be deserted without the ceo inside.

the office is vast. it was like half of the size of the whole floor in the building. there's a desk made of a high quality wood along with a expensive swivel chair. a private room in the corner and is littered with a huge book shelf containing various variations of book. there's a few frames mounted in the wall, probably the past CEOs. there's also a hint of personal touches. a aquarium in the corner as is that a cookie jar? and there's also a container full of different sweets. that's new. you think nothing of it before you approach the desk to put the file. there's no need to marvel at this place. you have no business here except for this and you're done. before you can turn around to leave. a familiar voice calls for you.

“(y/n)?”

swallowing, you turned around to meet him.

“the only redeeming quality you have is this pussy of yours. without it you're nothing.”

“it's been bugging me for a long time. can you snort like a pig? of course, you can. come on, (y/n)-chan. oink. oink.....”

“you're a huge slut. acting out after not being given attention. you attention whore.”

“(y/n)?” there is it again.

you flinched. a involuntarily movement and then you shaked your head. blinking rapidly and offering him a sweet smile. you didn't realize he was calling your name before you answered to his call.

“sir? i'm just here to drop it off. i'm on my way now.” you told him before making your way out but before you can fully leave, he grabs you by the arm.

“i know but (y/n) —”

“...excuse me, sir. i really need to leave.” you cut him off and pulling your arm away from him. you alternate between half-walking/half-running making sure it was under the guise that you're running late and needed to make a run. not enough to raise suspicion you were avoiding him.

how many years was it? three? it's been long since he have last seen you and it didn't end in good terms. certainly, he didn't expect that he would see you here. in his office. looking so good and professional in that corporate attire of yours.

he can't believe it. he stares at your retreating figure until you disappeared from his sight. he needed to tell suguru all of this but before that he calls his assistant. wanting a full portfolio of yours. a background check of what happened to you after that night.

it was given to him. a file of yours containing all the details of your hundrum life. average and you were like all the regular daughter of regular parents. the before of your college life before you met them years ago and one point he searched for you after that night but there was nothing only a dead end. your parents are clueless of what happened to you and they treated you like you were dead. gone in a moment of where you're in the middle of reaching your dreams. he kept in contact at them. hoping or maybe miraculously that you would show again at their doorstep. he knows you also have a soft spot for your younger sibling. a brother whom you dearly loved. he also hoped that you will appear with fondness you have for your brother but you didn't.

the after is what he needed and all he got is the documents he have in his hand. he sat in his chair. making sure all his afternoon meetings are moved for him to know all of what happened to you in the last years after your disappearance that night and only finding of what briefly happened to your from shoko.

he found out you transferred to a another university. far from the reaches of him and suguru. continued your degree and been jumping from jobs after jobs trying to support yourself and it landed you here in his company. you were now an employee of his. working under him and satoru doesn't know what he'll do after finding this out.

he grabs his glasses before spinning it with his fingers. glancing at your picture pinned in your resumé. he traces it with his fingers. you didn't change. a small gentle smile in your face. how can he forget this face of yours when you're still the one who haunts his dreams.

he remembers your reaction earlier. you were so scared of him. masking it with a smile for your own good to avoid disappointing him. it was like a muscle memory for you. meeting you earlier and you looking so scared of him brings him back of memories of how both he and suguru were awful to you. he's much worse and it's new form him to feel this way. he didn't really care about the feelings of the people that surrounds him including you.

he needed a break and then he dials suguru's number.

the cafe where they usually frequents is where they decided to meet up and suguru takes the offer when satoru said he wanted to talk about something urgent. now he sit here with his friend. sulking and is rather stressed.

“she's back, suguru.”

the tea he was swirling with spoon creates a vortex the moment he stops his mixing. putting his cup, he raises a brow at satoru. “what do you mean she's back, satoru?” a little bit confused of what his friend is saying. a crazy-ex, a fling or someone he had done a one night stand comes back? he doesn't know.

satoru pouts at him. “(y/n).” the name rings in his ear like bells. the now ceo of the gojo company greedily shoves the souffle pancakes to his mouth. he knows his friend was a glutton but he looks rather bothered from it.

he had not heard of your name since that talk with shoko. he sips on his tea before asking gojo. “what of her, satoru?”

“she's working for my company. meaning she's my employee.”

“what of it?”

“i kind of talked to her but she left.”

gojo continues to ramble about what happened to you but he drowned it out. it's been years and you came back. he was close to giving up trying to find you and then like you always do came waltzing again in their lives once again. just like satoru he gathered all the information he can get his hands on but to no avail he didn't get your whereabouts despite the influence he have.

“i wanted to talk to her, ask what happened to her, suguru.” the man in front of him laments.

“you can't force (y/n) about that satoru. she maybe starting fresh on her life and doesn't need us to remind her of what happened.” he reasons to him but deep inside he wanted your answers too. shed a light to what really happened to you that night and how you ended up in a hospital and later to disappear from them.

“suguru, should i approach (y/n)-chan?” gojo asks him but he does not approve of the idea. “definitely not you idiot. you're going to scare her and don't exclude me you selfish prick.”

“for now, let's plan something about it.” he suggested and satoru begrudgingly accepted it.

the white hair, the now square shaped glasses and that face sends you in a mini panic attack. you don't know what'll happen to you if caught a glimpse of that blue eyes of his. your heart beating rapidly as you went to lock yourself in the comfort room. bile rising down your throat before throwing up the contents of your stomach in the sink. tears swelling in the corner of your eyes as you heave before throwing up another batch of what kind of mix like your breakfast, spit and bile.

you thought it was gone that you were a new person and the mere presence of him won't affect but how wrong you were. it was like spiders crawling up to your skin and digging to your flesh to make a home from the feeling of him touching you.

turning the faucet on, you cupped your hands to catch the water before splashing it to your face was like a wake up call that you cannot be affected by such touch or look at him and it won't be long before they're standing in front of you. you're not the hopeless version of yourself. you told yourself that but it's not that easy.

you wipe the fog sticking in the mirror and you stared at your reflection. you were still a remnant of your past self. you were you. a girl that was given a new chance of life to start a new and yet, you're here. won't be too late to leave this and start again? you're here now. there's no chance of running back. you can't think straight. your hands trembling and you can't help but to pity yourself. you were still a slave to your past and, and, and.....

it's neverending.

my regrets and joy || bully! satosugu

SERIES MASTERLIST

content warnings noncon, dubcon, angst, talks of abortion, lots of crying, nanami and haibara being the best to reader.

notes finally updated this.

synopsis the reason you decided it's payback time.

weekends after a long dragging week of exams, chasing deadlines and activities is your motivation to continue and push through the week. the promised of resting and a time for yourself where you can snooze through the late afternoon. instead you're waking up on a saturday morning at a bed that doesn't belong to you.

the softness and the scent of sandalwood and bergamot lingered in the bed where you lay. the smell of fresh linen also tinting in sheets. it was dead giveaway that you weren't anywhere near in your dormitory where you shared it with a roommate. posters of different genres of anime you liked are plastered in the walls along with a small bookshelf and your nightstand in your small room. here, it was devoid of any personal touches.

you softly wince when you stretched your body. the familiar aching of muscles and the stinging of bruises and teeth marks decorating your plush body. the smooth texture of the sheets doesn't soothe you from the bruises they made. you slowly moved your body. sitting in a upright position and that seems to worst. the place between your legs is where it hurts the most considering they were insistent on fucking you on both of your holes. you ignored the soreness and went to reach for the bag you brought with you.

rummaging through the contents of it and failing to notice suguru's presence looming at the door of the bedroom. holding a glass of water for the guest they have for the night.

“good morning, princess.” geto said, spooking you off and accidentally gripping the blister pack of your birth control pills. the crunching of the foil covering the gridded pack resonates in the room and it doesn't escape suguru when you put back whatever you're holding in your bag.

he places the glass in the nightstand before joining you in bed. placing himself behind you and he wraps his muscular arms around your round stomach. “continue what you're about to do.” he orders and you slowly reach out for pills you concealed to him earlier. he didn't say anything but you feel his steely gaze following your every move. he didn't even say anything when you revealed what you were holding as you pressed the content of it to pop the pill. there in your palm rests two colored pills. you always take two when something happened like this and since the two won't bother to use protection when fucking you and you won't risk of a pregnancy that you don't want.

there is only what your peripheral vision can do. you don't even make the current expression suguru plastered on his face. tentatively you slowly brought your palm to your mouth and swallowed the pills before grabbing the glass of water and taking a drink from it.

the raven colored haired boy remained silent. humming as he buries his face to your neck and inhaling the natural scent of your body. “geto? can i go back to my place now?” you ask unsure. your heart beating fast and there is a reverberating sound tingling in your skin where his lips are pressed. his hold in your stomach tightens and it started to hurt enough to form bruises. “eager to go back like you have a choice.” he whispers. nibbling the shell of your ear and that snaps something inside of you. “that's why i'm asking for permission.” you snarl. quickly regretting that and suguru raises a brow at you. geto hums.

“someone's a little irritated this morning.” he whispered. his large hand came to cup your jaw, squishing it hard and forced you to look at him. “an attitude this early, careful.” he warns. his voice holding such venom in them that's enough to paralyzed you. “yeah and then what?” you challenge to him. you shouldn't be playing fire but you were so pissed that he still decided to toy with you and you're dying to go back to your own place. away from them and it looks like they're still not contented from tormenting you.

geto stares at you. trying to suppress a smile threatening to curve on his lips from the scowl that is currently plastered on his face. he likes you demure and always so pliant however when you run your mouth like this, challenging him for a fight that you can't win, it always made his cock twitch and fuck, he could get used to this.

it fills you with dread doing something like this. you can't help it sometimes and it felt good being able to stand up for yourself and be brave, if you only were that in the first place when they started to make your life miserable you shouldn't have ended in this situation, in a bed where they forced you to lay and have their way to you.

“oh, what's this?” gojo muses. interrupting the little scene unfolding before him. it was always fun to see geto being worked up. almost breaking his usual cool demeanor over something trivial and putting up with your bratty behavior when you mustered some courage and you look so scrumptious this early morning. wearing one of their shirt from the night before. your soft belly are pressed against the tight fabric. your big thighs are squished together making them look bigger than they already are and your chubby cheeks are crushed by his best friend's hand and that terrified look from your face. it's simply amusing.

“shut up, satoru. this one ought to be taught a lesson. get your ass here if you want to join.” geto snapped at him and he didn't need to be told twice.

“wouldn't miss that, suguru.” gojo chuckles and he's now behind you. licking your now naked round shoulder. your back pressed against his naked body. “we did breed you a lot yesterday and all that fucking, you still have the strength to be cranky this morning. perhaps it wasn't enough.”

then it happened like it always does.

“there's no chance for me to be pregnant, doctor. i was in a two-day coma after overdosing and i was on the pill. isn't people especially for those who are pregnant lose their babies after overdosing?”

the doctor in front of you coughs to clear his throat before speaking up and you pull your sweater closer to you. feeling colder as the minute passes by. it didn't help that you started to hate hospitals and meeting with doctors but just to erase your doubts and put your mind at ease for the sickness you were experiencing the months, you decided a professional would help and you wished you didn't.

“i understand your concerns, miss. being on the pill is a highly recommended protection against pregnancy however contraceptive methods aren't a hundred effective and regarding to your history of overdosing, as much i don't want to say it, it is what most people call as a miracle.”

a miracle.

you want to throw every curse word you know at the doctor in front of you but instead you take a deep breath. collect your thoughts and listen to whatever knowledge he can conjure to help you. suggesting to take a second opinion and order more tests to be thorough but you have heard enough and you don't want to stay any longer at that cold, grey office.

flowers pushed through the earth. decorating the ground with their bright colors and the soft breeze flowing through the little botanical garden gave you a sense of peace and sanity that keeps you at bay. you can't even think of single thought. deeply fixated on the flowers sprouting in the ground and only to be trampled by being stepped on.

you want to be angry but you can't bring yourself to be. the weight of the confirmation hasn't settle down for you to let hell loose. to think that you were finally free and you celebrated too early for it lead you to this. why even you're far away from them still they manage to get their clutches to you?

“—(y/n).... (y/n)?” you broke out in your trance after the call of your name coming from haibara. a concerned smile if offered to you and you let out a small smile. “are you okay?” he asks you worriedly. “yeah.” you lied. haibara doesn't need to know. you bothered him long enough with your burdens. “okay, shall we go home now?” the brunnete beams at you and you followed him in the parking lot.

the ride to the place where you moved out is silent except for the song playing in the radio. haibara hums to the beat of it which made you smile but it falters when you remember what happened at the doctor's office.

there's no denying of it. you were really pregnant and the symptoms were consistent. you choose to be blind like you always does. afraid of what the outcome and the suspicion that you really are pregnant came true but why? of all the times you took those pills and being in the verge of death. it thrived and survived the ordeals your body had gone through. telling you that it wanted to home in your body and it was meant to be but were you going to be bad if you don't want it or was it the world telling how bad you are in your past life and this is your punishment. a life filled with suffering so you can atone for all the since you have committed.

nanami couldn't quite grasp the way how your thoughts run. some days you were you. a regular woman of your age with hobbies and dreams to aspire with a smile that you can get through whatever hardships that is thrown at you. he was filled assurance that you were starting to be yourself after that accident. when you started to smile bit by bit and some days you were distant. a stranger with no direction in life. drowned in a ocean of your problems. sinking in the depths of black, murky water with no intention of surfacing up. forever in the darkness.

he knows you too well and since the night and the day you woke up from what he wished was only a nightmare. he spent the rest of his days knowing you. of what a person you are in your broken shell. in your walls built up high that he patiently climb for you to trust him and it rewarded him you. the real you.

haibara have been babbling for the last minutes and nanami never left his sight at you whereas you find him staring intimidating you didn't even bothered to tell him to stop and there wasn't a smile on your lips while haibara talks. you always find his friend's antics endearing and you always listened to him. laughing at the little details but now, you weren't. your eyes a little dead and your attention is occupied with the gears turning inside your head.

nanami clears his throat trying to get your attention and it work. your lips in a tight line after realizing haibara was talking and your weren't listening and that's what he took the opportunity to ask you a question. “how did your check-up with the doctor go?” and nanami regretted asking you that question when your eyes widen and your lips tremble. blinking furiously to fight the tears and shaking your head off. it was like digging a buried bad memory and he just brought it up for you to face.

“i-i don't want to tell you both about it.” your voice shaky and then a tear drop fall from the corner of your eye. “i burdened you both since the day you helped me and i'm ashamed for all the trouble i have caused.”

nanami was about to say sometimes when haibara interrupted him. “no!” he retaliated before muttering an apology for raising his voice then continued. “don't say that! you're not a burden and it's not like you wanted to be in this situation. you were a victim.” he says and that made you to cry harder.

“the doctor told me i'm pregnant.” you revealed and nanami and haibara's eyes widen. although on nanami's part he knows it. he suspected but never confirmed it since you were fine and it will be you who knows the changes happening in your body. “oh, (y/n)....” haibara wistfully says and then crashes his body to yours to hug you. the kind of hug that a friend will give you. “do you think we'll change just because you are pregnant? sshh. don't say anything and just cry it all out. nanami and i will support every decision you'll make.” haibara looks at nanami and they both exchanged looks. you wouldn't have to go through this alone. you have them.

true to their words nanami and haibara kept their promise to take care of you and supported your decision that you were keeping the pregnancy cause it was there and the child is already growing inside you. as much as possible you avoided doing what a expecting mother did. it was already enough that your growing belly is a proof of your pregnancy but you still took care of it. you didn't bother to take an ultrasound to know the gender of the baby. it's already painful that you're going to be a mother to a child conceived by its father who forced you.

you didn't need a reminder but haibara insisted. he was documenting the whole duration of your pregnancy. a camera he brought is already filled with photos of you with him and nanami. window shopping at the baby's section in malls. nanami massaging your feet while you sat with a bowl of your cravings in your hand. haibara baby proofing the apartment you have. you crying in front of the television. hormones you said and haibara laughing at you. nanami cooking for you with his sleeves rolled up and a apron tied around him. you and your swollen belly in months and the next photo is you having two babies cradled your chest in the hospital bed.

twins. you have twins and in the most rare of cases you conceived two babies with different fathers. it was evident. a crown of hair in their heads. a white hair to the younger twin and a black hair to the older twin.

you didn't accept them right away when you first heard the cries after a excruciating birth you have to go through. cause that cries belongs to children whose fathers laid waste to your being. who destroyed you but in a glimpse of their scrunched up faces crying, a serene kind of calm washes over you. these children of yours are innocent and shall not suffer your wrath and regrets because they were made of ill intentions towards you.

they were healthy. the doctor said. strong and loud cries of babies meant of good health. they cried and cried until they were given to you. little bundle of joys. that's what they are called and you don't want to call them like that. considering you wished for their demise during one of the times of your pregnancy that may be they would change their minds and slip out of you. these are your children now and you would not wish harm for them. they are yours to protect and to love.

“what will be the color of your eyes, kenji?” you coo at the newborn in your arms. his white hair incredibly fluffy and doing the same to the other newborn of yours whose hair color is the same as his father. you wouldn't dare to call nor speak of their names to your children. they don't want to know that they have a father like them. “how about yours, yushin?” you continue to ask them like they can understand you.

of course, it would like the same as theirs. hours from now they will open and show the colors of their eyes that resembled them. not only in the color of the eyes but also the features they have. in the next weeks it will show. the faces you loathed so much but you convinced yourself that it is your children. they may look alike but they will never grow up to be like them. you were raise them to be kind and strong. who will value the feelings of others as much they value theirs.

“mama loves you both.” you whisper and kissing their foreheads. you would show that you loved them for the years to come.

not only they grew up alike, their behaviors started to show similar to them. yushin is a calm child while kenji, his little brother younger than him for a few minutes is a wild child. always demanding your attention and is clingy. cries when you show the littlest of attention to his brother and you would soothe yushin's pouts after giving his little brother the attention. you loved them equally but to yushin's eyes you love his little brother more and that pains you.

at the tender age of three, yushin seems to quite understand how the world works similar to his brother but ignores it as long he have you. sleeping soundly in your arms while his older brother stares at his younger brother. yushin stares right up at you. “sleeping.” he says. pointing to the younger twin in your arms. you nod. “that's right, yushin. kenji is sleeping.” you said to him and he imitates you nodding.

you put kenji in the room and after putting him to his bed. you directed your attention to yushin. patting his head in a affectionate manner. your child melts at the gesture and he slowly descends to sleep and then you put him besides his brother.

you wonder how long you can protect this peace. sooner or later you will have to face them. lately fate is slowly intertwining your life with theirs and you were afraid what will they do if they were to find they have a child with you and you fear it the most. you didn't fear for yourself, you feared for your children.

it was time to strike back. you'll finish what they started and it would be the end of all. you will live your days with your children and see them grow up. it was decided. you're going to fight now in your own ways.

this time they won't know what's coming for them.

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never let me go

PAIRING. HOSHINA SOSHIRO x CHUBBY! READER

CONTENT WARNINGS. angst + engineer! researcher! reader + orphan! reader + swordsmith! reader + brief flashbacks + slight spoilers + reader is obsessed with kaijus + childhood friends + insecurities + doubts + jealousy + breaking up + arranged marriage + eventual smut + fluff + talks of death + injuries+ blood + slight spoilers + body insecurities + lots of crying.

NOTES. a huge thanks to @ohikoti for helping me with this. giving me the pep talk to finish this one and for giving the time to watch the series after i express my desire to write for hoshina. more kaiju no. 8 content to come, since I desire to write for narumi and kafka.

SYNOPSIS. you made a few tough decisions in your life and one of them is to call off your engagement to soshiro even it breaks your heart and there's soshiro who won't accept the break up without proper explanation despite being away from each other. can unprecedented meetings still make a way to continue a once broken romance? was there even a romance in the first place?

gray clouds began to scatter around the area. covering the once shining bright sun and hoshina can hear the faint rumble of thunder from afar. a telltale sign that it's going to rain soon and soshiro frowns a bit. his lips in a thin line. he eyes the half eaten mont blanc in front of him. the steam rising from his cup of green tea and your favorite drink sits in front of him. it was supposedly to be a good day. considering it's his day off and yours and he's going to finally meet you once again but the weather won't allow it.

as if a weather would stop it. sunny or not as long he can spend time will you, it was fine. the vice captain of the third division sighs and then his senses is telling him that there is something bad going to happen. it settles in the pit of his gut and such warnings should not be ignored. he looks at the busy streets of tokyo. bystanders, students and salarymen walk in a normal pace. his brows furrow. is there a kaiju going to appear out of nowhere? did something bad happen to you and he hates himself for thinking of something like that. all of his worries melted when he sees you half-walking, half-running towards the cafe where he is. the dread slowly dissolves and was replaced by the same warmth he always feel when he's with you.

the bell chimes, a signal upon an arrival of a customer. he follows your every move and the way your eyes search for him in the cafe and he sees the gleam in your eyes filled with relief upon seeing him. a apologetic smile in your face when you slowly approach him in his table. sitting down, “thank you for waiting me, soshiro.” you said. smiling apologetically and hoshina's closed eyes cracked open a bit to show his crimson colored eyes.

your order arrived and was placed in front of you. the food look appetizing and was certainly a pleasant to eyes to see your favorite dessert. months cooped up in the laboratory doing research and projects for kaijus have you occupied all the time with a little to no time to yourself. you can't even savor the food you were eating and now that you're outside of the laboratory and feel the weather in your skin and the change of sceneries, it was nice for once although it hasn't been nice. how could it be when you look at the man in front of you being the happiest he can while you can't bring to say the words you wanted. the words you didn't want to say but is needed.

one thing hoshina have prided in is that he can almost read everyone like an open book and you are no exception to this. you have been so always easy to read and he was grateful for it that he was able to know and adore all your little quirks. starting from how your face lights up upon tasting upon the first bite of a food that is delicious. therefore creating a chain link reaction of you happy that will stay for the rest of the day and soshiro can look at you without getting tired.

it was a pure bliss to see you like that. a reminder that you are still the same person he loved many years ago and now. despite the circumstances that this relationship was just an arranged marriage.

today, with you sitting in front of him. he didn't need to read you. it was blatantly obvious that you were feeling under the weather or more than that. you've been mindlessly stirring your drink with the straw and the ice starting to melt. you didn't even took a bite of the food. lost in your thoughts that you didn't hear him call your name until he clears his throat. “are you okay, (y/n)?” and soshira regretted that he have to ask you that question cause he wasn't prepared to hear you say the next works when you broke out in your trance.

“i'm calling off the engagement.”

is what you said without hesitation. soshiro's smile slowly left in his lips and his closed eyes that was open since your arrival. his carmine red eyes glimmering with intensity and you swore you have seen them at the times where he's serious and deadly. you almost swallow nervously. knowing how intense soshiro can be at times.

“what's the reason for the sudden decision, (y/n)?” he asked you. bewildered at the sudden decision. you swallowed the lump in your throat before replying. “it's just i don't see any future in this union and it's not like we wanted it.” you say to him without blinking. forcing a smile and looking straight to his eyes to show that you are serious and hoped he won't catch you lying under your teeth.

vivid is the day you remember the matchmakers in the clan of his and yours decided that you and soshiro shall wed for the next years to come after soshiro joined the defense forces. it was a great match they say but to you it's nonsense. it will be bound of tradition and duty and you don't want soshiro to be tied to you.

you were an orphan. having lost your whole family from a kaiju attack and the head of the clan that have long ties with the hoshina clan came in the picture to save you. gave you shelter and a home for you to call. treated you as their daughter and with the hoshina clan came of a long history of slaying kaijus. samurais they are and they weren't if not without their swords and the clan who took you were the swordsmiths of the hoshina clan.

showing your gratitude to the people who took you, you learned to hold the hammer. holding mastery over steel and fire. crafting the sharpest of blades and later on was the career path you took at the neutralization bureau as the engineer of anti-kaiju weapons and a researcher.

if it wasn't for soshiro you wouldn't be at that kind of stuff. your friend since he found you watching him train with his bamboo sword in their backyard. your dear soshiro that you would later love.

it's for the best. you decided of it for a long time and you don't want to hurt yourself for being tied to soshiro. it pains you so much that despite the support you have given him, all the years others have invalidated him including his father. undermining his talents as a swordsman and that broke your heart to see soshiro being brought down by their ugly words.

then you received the news, soshiro got accepted at the third division. not as a troop member but the vice-captain of third division standing behind captain ashiro. the news brought you joy but there's a dull ache in your heart. soshiro's being recognized for his talent, that brought a smile to your face and he was able to show his talents. feats after feats of defeating kaijus. left and right victories. the people recognizing him as the vice-captain and his talents.

the television plays their latest victory. successfully annihilating another kaiju who decided to surface and wreck havoc at the city. there you hear the newscaster commentating that it was another accomplishment for the third division, lead by none the other captain ashiro and your vice-captain fiance. the news bringing a smile to your face that you were confused why the ink in your papers with the prototypes you have created were starting to bleed. surrounding the areas and the important details started to distort, only to realize that you were crying. the tears smudging the once clear print of your blueprints.

since when did you have become so emotional over such things? was it soshiro's achievements that you started to be like this? or is it realizing that you no longer served a purpose to be in soshiro's life aside from being his fiancee?

you didn't even realize the rift with your relationship with soshiro have gotten worst since he was transferred in the third division and your workload from extensive researches and planning of developing weapons. communication is no longer an easy feat to do. it was dragging. there were no calls in the night and even a simple text message is proven to be tasking. you understand that at this profession, sacrifices are made and that's what you and soshiro decided. what you decided.

the air felt heavy and soshiro feels like he needed a respirator to help him breath. soshiro have always know what to say but he remains silent. trying to find the right words to say. “you didn't see a future in us. is that right?” he began. soshiro's eyes began to search for any hidden truths in your face but he finds nothing. you nodded at his question. “this is sudden like i have said earlier. have you been feeling this way for a long time?” he asks you. there's a hint of pained sound in his voice and it kills you to hear him that. it was for the best you convinced yourself.

“i do.” you look at him straight in the eyes once again to see that you were dead serious about it. hoshina's gaze softens at you. “would it be selfish of me to say i wanted this relationship to work even it was an arranged one?” hoshina clenched his fist in a tight manner. “it's not, soshiro. i don't want us to waste time for a union and it's not the right time. we have our priorities.” his expression pained you and it wasn't like for him to be this vulnerable to you.

“priorities. was our priorities that different that you are willing to throw this away, (y/n)? i thought we decided that no matter where we are, we will work together. what happened to that?” his voice solemn. it took you the control to not cry in front of him. you both did talked about that but it was different.

soshiro have a purpose in his life now with captain ashiro and you're no longer needed in the picture. that's what you needed and it won't hurt no more. it would be difficult but you were tougher than what you're made of and what's a heartbreak if you can't survive it.

“it's for the best.” is what you said to yourself after leaving the cafe shortly after breaking it up with him. you don't know if you can still retain the passive expression if you stayed longer. you the gray clouds have turned into more of a darker shade and rain started pouring over the city along with your tears.

hoshina have never felt more empty. it was like you took all the colors in his life and left him as a blank canvass. the sweet taste of the caramel from his mont blanc starts to feel bitter in his tongue. the fox-eyed vice captain recalls the conversation he had with you earlier. you seem too eager to break the engagement. have he done something wrong to make you feel that way or was it a sudden change in your heart that you don't want him anymore? there's a thousand questions running in his mind and he can't answer even a single one of them and it wasn't for him to be like this. rain have started to pour outside and the temperature drops.

he can't accept that you were breaking up with him and whatever reason you have, he was going to find out even you just told him earlier. this isn't over.

the neutralization bureau never sleeps. engineers and scientist alike researches various ways to combat kaijus and using their deceased bodies as weapons. tonight, it wasn't going to be any different. you're going to work until you passed out. surprisingly you felt numb after the earlier dilemma. calm even, considering you've bawled your eyes out. pathetic for an adult like you who have called off an engagement.

before you can drown out in the large stack of blueprints needing revision from you. the intercom announced that you were needed at one of the top floors where the director of the department is located. sighing, you immediately made your way.

“have you enlisted in the defense forces?” you blinked a few times before you understand the question asked by the director of the bureau.

“u-ugh, yes sir.” you answer. finding the question rather odd cause you were a engineer and you don't see any relevance of why your director was asking you.

“how long were you in there?”

“a few months, sir. before i requested to transfer here.” he nods. you follow his movements and noticed that on his table is your file. “if i may ask sir, what's the relevance of these inquiries?”

the director hands you a document and you scanned it momentarily. it's from the jakfd. “the amount of officers enrolling have decreased significantly these past years and the amount of kaiju attacks have increased.” he began. “my point is you're a officer wasting your talents in these laboratories.”

“i appreciate it, sir but the reason why am i here is because my skills are best suited here than me being in the front lines and i'm not exactly soldier material, sir.” it always hurts when you say the truth and lying also. before being an engineer at the izumo tech, you were a officer having passed the written and physical exams. you have always known that you are going to be stuck as a sore thumb when you have joined the tanks. women in the defense forces were slim, petite, slender and any definition of being skinny in the dictionary whereas you were fat. it sticks out in everywhere and sometimes you were the center of backhanded compliments.

the defense force isn't just for you and besides you were happier here. “think about it for the meantime. the defense force needs you more than us.” the director dismisses you before you can say anything to oppose him and when just you're about to step outside of his office you heard him say it. “have some faith in yourself.”

the next week after that, you were transferred in the division one. as an officer/researcher. it won't be in vain in joining the defense force once again. you will be on the field with your expertise. you will use the missions as your research field and you were fine with the arrangement. except for captain narumi who didn't hold much about you. straight up calling you useless in the defense force not until you have beaten him on his own game. his field of expertise of course. that shut him up and he treated you as his equal since then.

“shinonome-san, where are you taking me?” you said helplessly as one of the platoon leaders, shinonome drags you from your workshop where you used to hole yourself up. “to the field. the third division is here and captain narumi is looking for you.” she explained coolly. you gulped when you hear the third division is going to be present at the fields. it means it's either captain ashiro or your ex-fiance will be there and you hoped that it will be the former and you were proven wrong as you hear bickering.

“hoshina! what the hell you think you're doing here!?” captain narumi's voice echoed. menacing it is and annoyed from the sound of it. you hear another voice. “oho, narumi. didn't see you there.” the vice-captain says in a mocking tone and that seems to spur captain narumi in his foul mood at the vice-captain of the third division. “of course you didn't, you fox-eyed bastard!” he retaliates and before hoshina can piss him more with some remark, his eyes cracks open upon seeing you being dragged by a platoon leader.

“captain, (y/n)'s here.” shinonome informs him and it looks like a switch have been flipped when narumi sees you. “here's the new recruit.” he mutters and it took a whole of control for hoshina to not punch the living daylights out of narumi from how close he was to you and what a surprise to see you here in a another division and he wishes you were in the third division so he can keep an eye for you.

it didn't help that narumi is openly flirting with you. his arm draped around your shoulder and the other is holding your hand to inspect it. “you're researching those kaijus again.” narumi comments. “it's my job and i've been doing research about them.” you mutter softly and soshiro melts at what he heard. always the one who obsessed upon those creatures and he find it endearing except for the closeness you're having with that lazy bastard.

a vein popped in soshiro's and it was close to bursting if narumi was doing it intentionally when he intertwined his hands to yours. eliciting a shocked reaction from you. finding the situation awkward and inappropriate you quickly pulled your hand from his and stuffing it in the pockets of your uniform. dismissing yourself you went away from them. clearly embarrassed. he closes his eyes and went back to face narumi and his rowdy members.

soshiro wanders through the halls of one of the compounds of the ariake base. he couldn't miss a night without training his skills and he was directed to a training room. he finds one of the library doors is open and it wasn't any different at the third division for someone to stay late at night. he just plans to walk by and he would be in the training room but to his surprise when he took a peek at the library, he sees you, sleeping. your laptop open and various of books are stacked in the table where you rest.

hoshina unzips his jacket to cover you. he can get it to you for later after he finished his training and maybe he can take you to your room or his if you remained asleep. just as he was to drape his jacket around you. you stirred in your sleep. slowly waking up and muttering something incoherent.

“soshiro?” you mumbled. raising your head from where it rested moments ago. yawning, you stretched your arms and you were now fully awake.

the vice-captain glances at your laptop and he noticed you were creating a new type of weapon, not just any weapon. a dual blade sword. similar to the one he uses. “oh.” you gasp. closing the laptop in a speed that it looks like you have been caught watching inappropriate. “i assume it's for me.” he started and you nodded in reply. “always have been when it comes to swords.” you confessed. gathering the papers you have been scribbling with notes. soshiro interrupted you. “we need to talk.”

“can we have it tomorrow?”

“no. you're avoiding me.”

“i'm not.”

“yes, you are and you're not being good at it.”

“soshiro, it's late.” you reason but it was possible to convince him. “you can go after we have this conversation.”

“what do you need to know?”

“why did you call off our engagement?”

you sigh, “i already told you about it, soshiro.” hoshina refuses to accept it. “it's not an explanation and suddenly you're here in the first division.”

“they wanted me back in the defense force even though i didn't wanted it but it's the only way.”

“the way of what?”

“can you stop asking me questions!?” you half screamed, whispered. irritated at his questions and it wasn't like for soshiro to be like this. “i won't stop until i know the reason why my fiancee suddenly departed her previous job and to find you here.”

“i'm not your fiancee anymore. i broke it off and it's none of your business.” you hissed. grabbing your laptop to get away from him but he stopped you from doing so. “answer me, (y/n).” he orders you. trapping your soft jaw in his hand and forcing you to look at his eyes. you hated yourself from how weak you turn to when met with his eyes.

“it's the only way i can be of use.” you began to sob. your tears trickling down your cheeks. “i was happy when you found your place at captain ashiro's side. i thought that it was fine but the moment you started there, the distant you have become. i understand it. i can't be selfish. i don't want to hinder you when you're there in the front lines looking so contented, fulfilled.”

it never felt so good to say the words you've been bottling away but the guilt that followed it was unbearable. you never sounded so selfish and greedy but it was the truth. “why you didn't tell me that you have been feeling this way for so long, (y/n)? i thought we promised that were going to be honest to each other.” his grip loosened. cupping your face in his hand. he didn't know you were feeling those ugly emotions. “i'm just me. your fiancé. your fiancé from a arranged marriage. not what you wanted and not what you needed. it's not my place to tell you things, soshiro.”

soshiro leans down. wiping the tears in your face. “in arranged marriages...” he began. “it serves a purpose. our duty to our families. honoring the tradition. and our union fulfills it all. the day they announced our engagement, i am happy it was you that i am engaged to. i know our union is arranged but please don't treat it as one that you would put your feelings aside for mine. you're more than my fiancee. you're everything that i could ever want and need. you're mine.” he says before kissing your forehead and soshiro thought that it's been so long since he had done this. “and i'm sorry that i hurt you. i won't forgive myself for that.”

“don't say that, soshiro.” you softly mutter. daring to meet his dark red eyes with your own. you see your reflection in his eyes. a being who have taken the form of insecurity. an ugly entity who pushed people for her own selfishness and soshiro can see you for what you really are.

he stays in the same position before you stopped him what he's currently doing to you. “it's late. i believe we have smoothed things over.” you say and hoshina allowed you to stand up. letting you continue what you were about to do earlier before you have talked about it.

the paper's thin and despite the countless of documents you've handled. your finger getting cut by the sharp edge of a paper is mostly likely to happen and it sure did. a sharp pain travels throughout your body, making you wince as blood surfaces up through the split skin.

the distress brought the younger hoshina sibling to your side. holding your hand and inspecting the wound in your finger. there's nothing serious about it except for the crimson color of your blood oozing at the pad of your finger. “it's nothing —”

a silent gasp slips past your lips. without warning soshiro grasps your finger before taking a lick. the sensation stinging if it wasn't for the comfort of soshiro's tongue lapping at your blood. it didn't help that you were in a compromised position with him. it offered no comfort of escape. the cold table with your belongings and soshiro have blocked your way.

it's a sight to burn in his memory at this very moment. watch your flustered expression and the way you tensed up from his ministration. your blood it tastes like iron. the same as his own with the aftertaste of rust. his canine-like tooth nibbles on the soft flesh of your finger while his tongue swirls around your digit.

whatever emotions you were having earlier didn't compare to this. hoshina's sultry gaze emitting from those eyes staring at you and observing every move you partake. you find it difficult to avoid his gaze. leaving you flustered and even in the dimness of the room, you can make every muscle of his straining in that black compression shirt of his. a heat of desire pooling in the pit of your stomach spreading throughout your body.

cold. your skin is cold against his warmer ones and he's surprised that you weren't even shivering in the coldness of the room. caressing the roundness of your cheek with his thumb. tracing the outline of your lips and feel the softness of it.

you were the image of what you are and this closeness will be the end of his. every fiber of his being screaming to just kiss you and that's what he did. letting instincts to take over. he didn't kiss you out of the blue. just brushed his lips to yours. the same he did many nights ago under the roof of his house away from the eyes of the others. the night where your engagement to his announced.

tender and slow when he pressed his own to yours. “soshiro, no.” you said when he broke the kiss and to only to do it again. you hold his wrist to stop him from going further but your actions betray you too. your lips following his and soshiro smirks at this but decided not to tease you. “we're nothing anymore. i broke up with you...” explaining the circumstances and it's not right to be this close to him. not when you two are no longer acquainted with each other. you both are merely colleagues. “i didn't agree with it though, we're still engaged unless you have feelings for a another man.” he murmurs to your lips. his eyes turning into more of a warning. showing such intensity and he maybe result in your murder if you find yourself falling for a man that is not him.

he kisses you again. starting in a slow manner and hoshina can hear the gasps and the silent whines leaving your lips. muffled in his own. his fingers find the plushness of your skin under your shirt. rubbing the skin with his fingers. the coarseness of his calloused hands are a welcome sensation to your skin. whereas it provided security and warmth spreading throughout your whole body.

there aren't any words to speak when both of your mouths are occupied on the feeling of each other.

“soshiro...” he hears you say his name and he smiles at you. showing his canines and he find the soft flesh of your buttocks. grabbing it to raise your upper body and therefore placing you in the table.

his ruby-colored eyes seems to burn more with color when looking at you. his strong, smart girl. always the one who sets aside her feelings for others. the woman of his. forging and engineering weapons for him. he likes to think that it's always for him. your hands gains the familiar thickness of callous but retains the softness he's familiar with. endearingly adorable. his (y/n). his (y/n) that he have from a arranged union. his (y/n) that he loves and hoshina wouldn't admit that he have the shortcomings when it comes to you and it's been grave since you have told him.

a tug on his shirt and hoshina hasn't been able to take his eyes off you for more than a second. your loose white shirt and the shorts you're wearing have been growing on him. desperate to take it off but he's not an animal to completely strip you off with the cold temperature dropping.

it's been so long since you both have been intimate and hoshina hasn't been doing so well after it. always thinking the reason of the separation and he's one to be blamed for it.

he pulls you closer. his hand on the small of your back until it descended in the waistband of your short to tug it and take it away. leaving you bare for him to see. he have pried your thighs open and slotted his body between them. his cock twitching inside of his pants and in desperate need of relief by your fat pussy.

soshiro groans. he already have discarded his pants and the tip of his cock rubs between the slit of your pussy. making your back arch and without warning, he swiftly enters the hole of your pussy with his cock. making you cry out and hug him. pulling him closer to you. “it won't be long, baby. i just need you to cum for me.” is what he said. planting his palm to the cold surface of the table. bucking his hips and beginning to thrust. starting as gentle and tender as he started to get impatient.

you're too good wrapped around him and it wasn't good that you're chanting his name. “more, soshiro. more...” your hips meeting his thrusts and even if you deny him that you two aren't no more, it's evident that your body misses him just like you do and he's also in the same position as you minus the denial. he won't let you go.

soshiro glance at the door still open and how fortunate for someone to walk on you both and see how good he's fucking you. still he dislike where he's making love to you. it should be on his private quarters but certain matters didn't apply for it.

you continue to call his name. trying to quiet down but it's hard to ignore how his cock rubs all over and hitting your sweet spots that it's already making your legs quake with need for release and the familiar know getting tighter in your abdomen. he seems to notice not cause he's now holding your plush waist to get deeper, faster.

he sees the way your eyes flutter and your lips parted. he wasted no time crashing his lips into yours. engulfing it with such need that it's bruising and his tongue is making territory inside your mouth. he just wanted to kiss you. he always liked kissing you and he wants it to continue until you're both cumming.

moaning in the kiss, soshiro knows you're not going to last and he is too. a low growl sound comes from his throat when he feels you have cummed around his cock and he buries his cock to the hilt before spilling his load inside you. making sure that there aren't a drop wasted and you have took them well like you always have.

he was still kissing you and you retuning the gesture until your highs have come down. he hears you hiss as he pulls his softening cock. after cleaning himself and you. he notices how your eyes are getting droopy. he must have tire you out in which he have no qualms for. he scoops you in his arms before bringing you to his personal quarters. he kisses your forehead and you hear him say something but you're too tired to know it and argue with him so you sleep on the arms of the man you feel safest the most.

when you wake up, you weren't in your bed. a heavy arm is flung into you. wrapped around your waist with a grip that have no intention of letting you go. then you notice a new weight on your finger. it's a ring. you gently turned around without waking him up and laid still. “no need for it, soshiro.” you softly mutter to his still sleeping figure.

however you appreciated the gesture. it was like he's telling you that he's not ever to going to let you go and that's enough for you.

𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣

ᵖᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ʰᵉᵃᵈ! ˢᵘᵍᵃʷᵃʳᵃ ˣ ˡᵒʷ ˢᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ! ᶠᵉᵐ ʸⁿ

ᵍᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᵃⁿᵍˢᵗ, ʳᵒʸᵃˡ ᵃᵘ

ʷᵒʳᵏ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: 0.8ᵏ

ʷᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᵇᵉˢᵗ ᶠʳⁱᵉⁿᵈˢ ᵗᵒ ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉʳˢ, ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ˢᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ, ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᵈᵉᵃᵗʰ, ᶠᵃˡˢˡʸ ᵃᶜᶜᵘˢᵉᵈ ᵒᶠ ʳᵒᵇᵇᵉʳʸ

ᵇʳⁱᵉᶠ ⁱⁿᵗʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ᵐʸ ᵇˡᵒᵍ

"What do you need from me?"

You glared up at the person in front of you, you had been taken from your family without a reason or explaintion. What we're you supposed to do? You stared in anger at the person who had you taken away.

"I believe you hav-"

"I don't own anything that belongs to you. My name isn't well known among people of high standards like you."

You heard grunts coming from behind you, almost feeling a sharp pointy object barely touching your head.

"Leave her alone."

You didn't have a reaction with anything that they threatened you with, you sat on the floor glaring upwards to the head, your poker face never changing to fear or respect.

The young head kept eye contact with you before looking down at your ring and looking back at you. Rotating his view between your eyes and your ring.

"Is it that alarming that someone with low standards has something this valuable?"

"It's wouldn't be alarming if that ring wasn't worth millions."

"We work in order to own these things. We work to have food and clothing, we do things ourselves and deserve nice things more then anyone. We are the poor who do everything for you to live."

Again you feel a sharp point which you were sure was a spear being pressed right up into your head, until again, with just one glare from their master, the spears were gone.

"You sure have a mouth."

"I don't want to be rude. Just let me go, I don't have anything that belongs to this kingdom."

"It's not that easy to prove innocence."

You bit your lip and looked down at your ring.

The last thing you had left from your childhood best friend… that ring.

To be fair, you knew where that ring came from, while walking with your friend late at night, he spotted something on the floor, the shine of the ring was satisfying, something you never saw before.

You went to turn it in, but the person told you that the ring didn't belong to anyone for a while, saying it was unvaluable and dirty. He said you could go home with it if you wanted

"Here. You can have it."

"But you found it, just clean it and it'll be really pretty."

"No, I want you to have it, it looks nice."

That ring was the most valuable thing in your possession, without it, your would have nothing.

The ring made you forget that awful memory. That nightmare…

Of your friends town being completely burned, with no living survivors.

Your best friend… Sugawara was gone…

"I'm not giving this ring away…"

"You either leave it and go back home, or stay and prove your innocence."

Your family… they needed you. Your parents were frail and couldn't make money on their own, how could you leave them until you proved you were innocent? How long would it take?

But you couldn't leave your ring behind…

"How can I prove it?"

"You'll prove to me that your a good citizen, would never commit the crime of theft, and would let us investigate that ring."

You looked at your hand, holding the valueable piece.

"If I'm found not guilty, will I get the ring back?"

The head looked at you for a moment before sighing.

"Yes, you'll get the ring back."

You got on your knees and bowed down, you looked up and he stared at you, he then looked over at his workers.

"Bring her to the guest room, let her rest for a bit."

You felt a hand grab your arm before you slapped the hand away, then walked you over to a room, it was quite nice to be a room given to you.

You looked over and saw a clock, 8:56, you knew it was late. Your family, everyone who was worried about you… how could you have just left them so carelessly, was a ring really more important to you then your own family?

How could you be so selfish…

_______________________________________________

"Sir… is this really a good idea? She might be a theif and steal things from you. You can't leave her unwatched."

"Gosh, your trust issues are really hard to deal with."

"Sir, she's a potential theif!"

"She won't steal anything. Trust me."

"Why are you defending her?"

"I don't know.."

"Sir!"

The head looked at his desk and the papers about you.

"Go retrieve the ring from her, bring it here for investigation."

"You aren't actually gonna give it back to her.. right?"

The master looked down at the bunch of papers and sighed.

"I'm a man of my word"

"You don't feel pity for her right…? You were in her place at one point too.."

"That Sugawara is the old me, now I'm a different person. However Y/N is someone I'd never hurt."

Everyone in the room went silent.

"Y/N, like your childhood friend..?"

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕂𝕟𝕠𝕨𝕤

ʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ʙʟᴏɢ!

𝐀𝐒𝐊 𝐁𝐎𝐗 𝐈𝐒 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍

𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐚 100% 𝐄𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬.

𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐘 𝐊𝐈𝐃𝐒 = 𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐌𝐈𝐍 ; 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 ; 𝐇𝐀𝐍.

𝐈 𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤.

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.

𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲.

@𝐣𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠

ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ

Words I Couldn't Say Before - Toge Inumaki

❒ Fluff

Jjk when you're having a bad day

❒ Fluff, Smau

Birthday with Yuji

❒ Fluff, Drabble

Jjk and their ways of Kissing You

❒ Suggestive(ish)

ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʙᴜᴛʟᴇʀ

Imagine With Ciel

❒ Fluff

Imagine With Sabestian

❒ Fluff

Married Life with Ciel

❒ Fluff

Loved or Loving

❒ Fluff, Headcanons

ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ

Chifuyu Matsuno Headcannons

❒ Fluff, Smut

Manjiro Sano Headcannons

❒ Fluff, Smut

Random Texts With Boyfriend Mikey

❒ Fluff

His Kinks - Chifuyu

❒ Smut

Coffee - Chifuyu

❒ Fluff

Accidently Texting Them

❒ Fluff, Smau

мαѕтєяℓιѕт ℓιηкѕ!

ᴊᴜᴊᴜᴛꜱᴜ ᴋᴀɪꜱᴇɴ

ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ

ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ ʙᴜᴛʟᴇʀ

ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀ

ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀꜱ

Fιƈƚισɳ Fαƈƚσɾყ

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[03:26] megumi's soulmate

warnings cursing(?)

other timestamps

"i've just met my soulmate." you sit down at the lunch table with the same three friends you always sit with; kugisaki nobara, yuuji itadori, and megumi fushiguro. your excited smile is wiped off as soon as you realised that none of them had paid attention. "um, excuse me, where is the reaction." as sassy as your remark was, nobara sighed.

"y/n, you tell us this every week, and it's always just some guy you made eye contact with for like fifteen seconds." she wasn't wrong, but you fall easy.

maybe it was your subconscious insecurity, but you enjoyed the fact that every once in a while a stranger you'd meet whilst you did things as mundane as grocery shopping would make eye contact with you longer than intended; thus resulting into a spiral of fantasies where you'd imagine yourself in a relationship with said stranger, only to forget about them a week later like a fleeting memory.

silence falls between the four of you, until you spoke up for a moment, trying to stand your ground, "actually we made eye contact for twenty seconds." it came out as more of a mumble than a speech, causing your friends to burst into a small fit of laughter.

"like that was gonna prove your point l/n-san." yuuji, a trusty friend of yours laughs as he attempts to take a sip from your milk carton. you swat him away, before sticking out your tongue saying how the carton was yours and you spent 150 yen on it.

"you broke bitch." nobara utters snarkily.

"i'm frugal." you enunciate.

the three of them couldn't understand your knack for finding every occasional stranger on the street attractive and then giving them the honour of the title "soulmate" despite meeting them for a second. the only person who could relate with you on this was sadly miwa, but she was barely around for you to be able to converse with in person. thankfully social media exists.

you: miwa chan

you: i made eye contact with someone for like twenty seconds i think its fate

miwa: WERE THEY CUTE

you: i can confirm, they were definitely to our tastes

miwa: YOU SHOULDVE MADE A MOVE

you: NO

after that, you put your phone back in your pocket, ignoring the incessant notificafions of your blue haired friend going wild in your messages.

lunch time finishes, so you, yuuji, nobara and megumi clear up your things for your classes. being the nice friend you were, you offered to take everyone's things for them and throw their rubbish in the bin, only to have megumi help you out as well, saying it's unnecessary for you to be the only person cleaning up.

you throw a gentle smile, "thank you megumi~" you coo lovingly, as he rolls his eyes for the nth time today and you laugh, following after him.

"we're heading off first, we'll see you guys in class!" yuuji waves energetically, as if you'd never notice him bidding his adieu.

cleaning up your hands, you politely give megumi some of your hand sanitizer that's been scented with aloe vera, a fragrance he favours rather greatly and continues to ask for more.

"i'll run out at this point, dipshit." you say, squirting one last portion of the gel as he inhales the scent of his poised hands before breaking out into a fit of coughing. "karma's a bitch megumi kun."

he glares as brings his hands towards your face, trying to get you to eat the aroma of your own sanitizer, "oh yeah?"

your bodies move closer and closer, with you only screeching as his laugh bellows in the empty hallways, arms intertwined comfortably, yet playfully.

"megumi kun! y/n chan! stop canoodling whilst you have your next classes with me, your favourite teacher~" gojo is pouting like a child, yet teases as he watches the two of you act like teenagers in love- never mind.

suddenly, megumi's face is teeming with a shade of crimson and clears his throat as you look down at your feet, a habit you tended to whenever you were flustered.

"sorry sensei, come on megumi." you hold eye contact for a few moments.

just a little longer, he thinks.

and you walk away from him to your class as he watches your back proceed away from him for about thirty seconds.

if you could just turn around.

a/n: i need to stop posting so sporadically

.distance - yuuji itadori

.pairings itadori yuuji x gn!reader, fushiguro megumi x gn!reader

.genre timeskip, no curses!au, established relationship,

.ongoing | completed

.tw cursing, toxic relationship, implications of infidelity

.wc; 1.41k

SUMMARY

You held each other's hands but not each other's heart, maybe it was the fact that the two of you loved another was what brought you apart. But alas, denial would always get the best of you.

You notice. The stark difference in how he treated you compared to the rest, how detached he presented himself around you; how his hand was always looser than yours when intertwined, the petty spats you would get yourselves into, or how he never bothered to correct himself every time you went to get coffee together. You were incompatible. He noticed too. How you stared at him like you were imagining someone else, how much you overcompensated your feelings for him just to prove that you were in love with him. How you came home with drinks he despised, or when you slept beside him and kept the fan on, despite his vulnerability to the cold. Agitated with the fact that you two never knew the little things, would be your downfall.

Sundays were bothersome, for the both of you. It was a day off, so you were stuck together within the next twenty four hours or so. Although your shared apartment was of a bijou and congenial atmosphere, the distance between you two was far from close, hearts apart and eyes elsewhere. Exchanges of greetings were awkward, no matter the atmosphere. His outgoing personality and your bubbly demeanour seemed to evanesce in the presence of each other, muted your mouths grew to be.

Fingers tapping against keys, or scrolling against the glass of a screen occupied your state, as he would sit beside you at a safe distance, legs spread, and arms widened out behind him, one holding the remote control as the other itched the back of his head every now and then. Time progressed slowly, and every breath the each of you took, the louder the other sighed, tired of one another's existence.

No one bothered to say anything though. Otherwise, how would you be able to see him?

Oh, how you craved for the touch of another, and begged for a day a million miles away from Yuuji, the man you considered your captor. Nobody asked you to stay, you weren't placed at gunpoint, for all of this was out of your volition; it was routine, you'd been with him for so long. An abrupt change would feel so foreign, and you'd hate to have to adjust. Hence, your relationship with him.

Neither of you compromised, simply because you weren't worth the change. Every nag you'd repeat, he'd refused to acknowledge, every whine he concurred, you'd never concede. Even over the littlest things, even if you wanted a black coffee because you would feel sick afterwards if you drank a latte, even if he wanted the regular aloe vera drink when you purchased the strawberry.

You couldn't change for Yuuji, not when he wasn't enough for you, and he couldn't change for you, not when he could barely give you the time of the day. Yet the outdoors brought another person within the two of you. A couple, content with themselves and each other, two souls bound by their hearts, a pair of minds connected because of their overwhelming emotions. You could put on an act, an alternate universe where yuuji had become your world that you'd expected him to be when you were alone, in hopes that he would notice.

He too, knew of your true intentions, how your eyes lingered upon his friend a little too long, how you slipped out of his grasp when they came to visit. Or how you muffle your voice when you take a phone call in your bathroom, leaving him to his own devices. but he couldn't let go of you either, not when your company was so attuned to his schedule, you fit in anywhere. If he didn't have time for you, neither did you. If he couldn't give you a quick phone call to remind that he was coming home late, you wouldn't bother to call back. He enjoyed the attendance of another human in his home, he enjoyed the idea of a relationship, but he didn't enjoy you, ergo the distance he kept between you two.

One would assume it was out of urbanity, or consideration, but it was the fact that he felt uncomfortable with your fingertips against the curve of his skin; discombobulation seemed to enhance in his nerve system every time you took a step too close. He disliked the way you would even open a pack of shrimp chips, the method you used to crinkle the bag together before pulling it apart by the top, disturbing his comfortable silence. He kept his distance for his own good, not yours.

You respected the fact that he kept his distance, rather, you were relieved. It was tiring enough having to hold his hand tighter than he did in public, so to create the illusion that you were still in love. But it was in your sleep when you would give in. You couldn't resist the urge to wrap your arms around his bare waist as he slept, and how you nuzzled your head in your chest as he pulled you closer, entangling your limbs in a proximity where you could be mistaken for lovers. It seemed the night intoxicated you both, and placed you under the illusion that everything was okay, and the space was never there in the first place. Although, the possibility of you and Yuuji thinking of another person in your arms at night was not unlikely and it was more than not.

But you woke up apart. Opposite sides of the bed, where the middle was kept for the ghost of your love. Yet he was there to say good morning and still get you the latte that you detested, with the shit eating grin stretched upon that face you woke up to every day. The greetings were short, and he would leave within the next hour. it was monday, so there was work.

"Megumi and Nobara invited us over today. Do you want to come?" A gentle sigh emits from him, as he struggles to puts his tie on, loosening it in the mirror to re-do it.

"I got it," you walk over to him to fix the mess he's made of himself before saying, "what time are we seeing them?"

"After work, I'll pick you up." He thanks you, and you pat down the rest of his attire, making sure he doesn't look like a total jumble of clothes thrown onto a human blob.

You nod, an indication that he was to pick you up later in the evening, and leave your shared room to prepare yourself for the long day ahead. A heavy exhale emanates and you trudge down the hallway towards the coffee maker, mindlessly getting a mug out of the cupboard before dropping it from the shelf onto the marbled floor.

"Fuck," you sigh once again, ignoring the man who came rushing into the kitchen.

"Is everything okay?" He stops your wrists from picking up any more glass to prevent further injury.

"Yeah it's fine, just go to work I'll see you later-"

"At least get this treated." He says softly, almost pissing you off.

Who was he to act all sweet today? What was up with the act and why was your chest feeling heavier and heavier within each word he spoke? His sudden kindness was a burden and you were the only one who had to carry it all.

"Just leave me alone, go to work damn it." You wince as he tries taking a step closer, realising his boundaries when you tear up at the sight of him coming too close. Wasn't he the one who would pull away when you used to kiss him?

The way he'd retract suddenly when you tried as little as holding his hands, or how his body would flinch slightly when you'd walk up behind him for a hug. It was a humiliating experience the first few times it had occurred, but as time went on you no longer bothered to shower him with the affection you felt for him tenderly.

The clenching sensation in your chest doesn't shoo itself away, but it increases as you hear him leave the walls of your home and it's not until then you begin to burst into a fit of tears. The glass that had pierced through your skin was incomparable to the agony you currently felt with the way Yuuji was acting. because there was nothing more ruminating than his sudden switch in behaviour, but you knew that this façade would disappear into thin air, taking the caring boyfriend you had craved for long ago with it.

Nevertheless, he gave you a sense of routine, like nothing was going to change and you enjoyed that. You enjoyed the fact that you knew what was going to happen today, tomorrow and for the rest of your days; because the both of you knew very well that neither one or the other would ever bring up the distance that grew between the two of you.

And it was nice. Maybe.

a/n: yeah so they're just stuck together :/ on a different note, im sorry for the inactivity and i hope u guys are doing well, ur all beautiful and ily mwah xo

[03:08] walking home with ryuguji ken

warnings none

other timestamps

it's cold, like, fucking cold. and your ass is about to fall off, who the hell let you wear such thin clothing in winter time because it sure as hell wasn't you (yes it was).

it's nearing four in the afternoon but the sky is already dimming followed up by the most blistering weather you feel you've ever experienced in the entire universe.

"holy shit it's so cold how could you just wait outside for me?" your words are let out as a shiver when you approach your good friend, draken, standing outside of your school, with his hands buried in his pockets.

"i don't mind waiting, the weather isn't horrible." you knew he was lying, you could see the goosebumps arise on his forearms and chose to ignore it, maybe to save the spat that would follow up if you'd chosen to bring it up.

"well then, thank you draken my dear, shall we get going?" despite your lips beginning to chap from the merciless temperatures of january, you're plastering a bright smile onto your face and maybe it'll warm up the muscles.

but before you continue to walk, a weight on your shoulders is placed, and you turn around to notice that draken's placed his coat on top of your uniform.

"so you won't be cold." you're bewildered and he only gives you a sheepish smile before walking on. what are you supposed to do when your crush gives you his coat, what does it mean?

it's a peaceful walk and there's nothing more to it, only comfortable silence flowing through the atmosphere, and you're basking in it. walking home with draken is your favourite time of day, it was the only time you could have him to yourself, even if it was for twenty minutes.

but today, home felt like an hour away, and it's probably because draken's stopped walking behind you, and is underneath the climbing net at the park, staring at his feet.

"draken, you've been so weird the entire day, what's wrong?" you're walking back to him and look up at his pondering expression.

"fuck it." he mutters. "i like you."

it's an awkwardly, painfully, loud silence. not even the wind from the mean weather is helping and draken sighs dejectedly.

"sorry, i shouldn't have-" and you jump into his arms, suffocating him in an expression of your reciprocation.

"god, i'm so glad you said that, i thought it was one sided." draken sighs in relief, and melts into your hold, smiling.

"i'm just happy you liked me back." he mumbles into the crook of your neck. "why are you holding me so tight, i'll die before we even have our first date."

"you're really warm." you snuggle up to him closer and chuckle as his body is warming up yours. wait. does this mean you have a boyfriend now? "draken. are you my boyfriend?"

he bursts into laughter and looks at your face, with genuine curiosity staring up hopefully into his eyes.

"no, i just wanted to tell you," and it's like he's staring at a puppy whose treats were taken away, "i was kidding, of course i am."

you let go from the hug, and transfer your hands to intertwine, and it just felt so natural. like he was always meant to be in your arms, and it was happiness for a lifetime as you know it.

"i'm going to annoy you more than i already do, you know." you kick a rock towards his direction and he squeezes your hand in reassurance.

"i hope you do." unhappy with his plain reaction, you frown and kick another rock in his way.

"and we have to see each other more and more every day."

"that's good."

"and i can hang out with your friends too."

"no, they'll take away our time together." he stops walking, finally, a worthy reaction. laughing, you back off, and the rest of the journey home was bliss.

"l/n y/n! you're forty minutes late home, where have you been you imbeci- oh, ryuguji kun. thank you for taking y/n home." your mother pinches you as she pulls you back to her side, and you whine annoyingly.

"mom! that really hurt."

draken bows down to a full 90° degree angle, and your eyes widen. you've never seen draken bow down so respectfully before, and little did you know, he did it to impress your parents.

"thank you for letting me take them home. i will head back now. goodbye y/n." your mother coos, as if draken was her child and not you.

"bye draken!" you wave him off until you couldn't see his silhouette walking down the street of your neighbourhood.

"ryuguji is a very nice boy, you should date him."

a/n: very quick brainrot !!

[23:11] meeting fushiguro toji

warnings infidelity

other timestamps

nothing could ever piss you off more than the sight before your eyes.

"y/n, wait i can expla-"

"eat shit, you asshole."

all of your friends had warned you this guy was bad news, yet you stayed with him anyways. for three years. he had treated you so nicely the first year and a half, but then it just began to die down, and texts were half assed, conversations were short-lived, and even the littlest things like kisses felt so lifeless.

you decided to investigate why he was so distant for the past few months, since your fourth year anniversary was coming up, until you'd caught him with an old family friend who he'd sworn to you he would never interact with, since she was so obsessed with him. on several occasions she'd tried breaking the both of you up, causing so many bits and pieces to be put back together to result in your dull state of a relationship.

leaving the premises, you wandered around aimlessly until you'd found yourself at a café you'd planned to go to with him. just the thought of his existence gutted you, and everything you'd walked through constantly reminded you of him, and there was no other way to rid of his lingering presence in your mind.

before you knew it, you'd sat there until closing time, despite telling yourself you'd only stay for a few minutes. it was then the barista had told you to leave, and with a quick apology you left and walked pointlessly again, to who knows where.

there was something appealing about that bench you'd notice in that old park, and decided to sit there too, since you remembered he would still be at your place and wouldn't have packed his things yet, being the lazy shit he was.

"penny for your thoughts?" a bulky, raven haired man had smiled at you innocently, contrary to his large build. he'd worn a tight black shirt, too thin for this kind of weather, alongside a pair of drawstring white sweatpants, that also seemed unsuitable for the ruthless weather.

scoffing, you ignored the man who looked rather old to be honest, and mumbled, "my thoughts are worth tenfold of your paycheck."

he laughs, and it's quite relieving to hear, his voice isn't booming, nor is it loud and threatening. "i guess i don't need the penny for your thoughts then, i don't have a job."

you're flustered now, and red at the cheeks. you lift the back of your palm against the apple of your cheek to feel the heat arise on your face before sighing and ignoring him again. "shut up, old man."

"hey, old is a stretch, i just turned forty." he defends himself as he leans against the tree that loomed over the bench you sat upon, and you noticed how his features seemed more attractive under the moonlight.

stop. don't get distracted by some hot old guy

"that's what every old person says." chuckling, he leans closer to take a look at your face, and you can't help but burn an embarrassing shade of crimson.

"you look like a child. i bet you're the same age as my son." he teases.

what an asswipe.

"well that depends now, how old is your son?"

"fifteen...i think." he's pondering to himself, and looks down at his feet and shakes off the thought before looking back at you like he hadn't just revised his entire life story.

"you think your son is fifteen...?" what a strange man, firstly he has no job and second, has no idea on the age of his own offspring.

"yeah, he had to stay with some," he pauses, "relatives." maybe you should stop prying there, it seemed like a personal topic.

"well, to answer your question, i for a fact, am not fifteen. i'm twenty eight." you swung your feet from the bench in a child like manner.

"huh, would've never believed that. you've got quite a youthful glow. i remember my twenties-" he starts to ramble, and you realise this man is quite nostalgic in a sad sense, so you continue to let him speak.

"for someone who's only forty, you speak like you've got three lifetimes worth of experiences to give advice to someone who's pushing thirty." you intervened, and he bellows out another laugh, more heartfelt, and emotional.

"i've told you many things about myself, but not my name." he gestures to the empty seat beside you, charading if he could sit near you.

with a slight nod, you budge up a few centimetres, "so then, what's your name old man?" you huff, and take a breath of fresh air.

"toji fushiguro." confidence is exuding from his aura and you smile again.

"i prefer calling you old man."

a/n: this is more of a friendship than it is romantic relationship

- possibly might probably maybe make a part two

[23:11] meeting fushiguro toji

warnings infidelity

nothing could ever piss you off more than the sight before your eyes.

"y/n, wait i can expla-"

"eat shit, you asshole."

all of your friends had warned you this guy was bad news, yet you stayed with him anyways. for three years. he had treated you so nicely the first year and a half, but then it just began to die down, and texts were half assed, conversations were short-lived, and even the littlest things like kisses felt so lifeless.

you decided to investigate why he was so distant for the past few months, since your fourth year anniversary was coming up, until you'd caught him with an old family friend who he'd sworn to you he would never interact with, since she was so obsessed with him. on several occasions she'd tried breaking the both of you up, causing so many bits and pieces to be put back together to result in your dull state of a relationship.

leaving the premises, you wandered around aimlessly until you'd found yourself at a café you'd planned to go to with him. just the thought of his existence gutted you, and everything you'd walked through constantly reminded you of him, and there was no other way to rid of his lingering presence in your mind.

before you knew it, you'd sat there until closing time, despite telling yourself you'd only stay for a few minutes. it was then the barista had told you to leave, and with a quick apology you left and walked pointlessly again, to who knows where.

there was something appealing about that bench you'd notice in that old park, and decided to sit there too, since you remembered he would still be at your place and wouldn't have packed his things yet, being the lazy shit he was.

"penny for your thoughts?" a bulky, raven haired man had smiled at you innocently, contrary to his large build. he'd worn a tight black shirt, too thin for this kind of weather, alongside a pair of drawstring white sweatpants, that also seemed unsuitable for the ruthless weather.

scoffing, you ignored the man who looked rather old to be honest, and mumbled, "my thoughts are worth tenfold of your paycheck."

he laughs, and it's quite relieving to hear, his voice isn't booming, nor is it loud and threatening. "i guess i don't need the penny for your thoughts then, i don't have a job."

you're flustered now, and red at the cheeks. you lift the back of your palm against the apple of your cheek to feel the heat arise on your face before sighing and ignoring him again. "shut up, old man."

"hey, old is a stretch, i just turned forty." he defends himself as he leans against the tree that loomed over the bench you sat upon, and you noticed how his features seemed more attractive under the moonlight.

stop. don't get distracted by some hot old guy

"that's what every old person says." chuckling, he leans closer to take a look at your face, and you can't help but burn an embarrassing shade of crimson.

"you look like a child. i bet you're the same age as my son." he teases.

what an asswipe.

"well that depends now, how old is your son?"

"fifteen...i think." he's pondering to himself, and looks down at his feet and shakes off the thought before looking back at you like he hadn't just revised his entire life story.

"you think your son is fifteen...?" what a strange man, firstly he has no job and second, has no idea on the age of his own offspring.

"yeah, he had to stay with some," he pauses, "relatives." maybe you should stop prying there, it seemed like a personal topic.

"well, to answer your question, i for a fact, am not fifteen. i'm twenty eight." you swung your feet from the bench in a child like manner.

"huh, would've never believed that. you've got quite a youthful glow. i remember my twenties-" he starts to ramble, and you realise this man is quite nostalgic in a sad sense, so you continue to let him speak.

"for someone who's only forty, you speak like you've got three lifetimes worth of experiences to give advice to someone who's pushing thirty." you intervened, and he bellows out another laugh, more heartfelt, and emotional.

"i've told you many things about myself, but not my name." he gestures to the empty seat beside you, charading if he could sit near you.

with a slight nod, you budge up a few centimetres, "so then, what's your name old man?" you huff, and take a breath of fresh air.

"toji fushiguro." confidence is exuding from his aura and you smile again.

"i prefer calling you old man."

a/n: this is more of a friendship than it is romantic relationship

- possibly might probably maybe make a part two