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Hi tee! Can i request one where they realize they are deep in love, so much they couldn't handle It? With hanma, rindou, and sanzu?

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐙𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘’𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: hanma shuji, akashi haruchiyo, sano shinichiro, kurokawa izana, haitani rindou

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: soft vulnerable babies >:( my fav type of babies

✿ 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 waits for you to tell him to leave, to tell him to get lost as you eye the blood all over his clothes. and even if his lips are a bit wobbly, and his voice shakes just the slightest bit, he laughs bitterly in your face. “this is me. ya can’t change me, sweetheart,” he grins condescendingly, but you simply walk up to him, tugging him by the bottom of his shirt and pulling him closer. “i’m not trying to change you, stupid. i’m trying to take care of you,” you mumble into his chest, rubbing his back in slow circles as he stands stiffly in your embrace. and slowly, he lets out a shaky exhale, unsure why he feels like this, and why it takes over him so fiercely, but he knows from the way that you plant a kiss to his chest that you feel the same. he’s never had a home, but he thinks he can build one with you right here. “i love you,” he blurts, voice quiet. “me too,” you nod, reaching forward and cupping his face, “love you. let’s you cleaned up, yeah?”

✿ 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐙𝐔 stands outside your door, repeating to himself the words he swears he’ll tell you, taking a deep breath before knocking. and when you open it, lips pressed in a thin line as you stare at him, the apology he owes you—the one he’s been practicing for hours, slips his mind completely. “uh…hey. listen so, i’m uh…” he trails off, rubbing his neck awkwardly. sighing deeply, you grab his hand and tug him in, closing the door behind you. “it’s okay, haru,” you say softly, “i know you didn’t mean it. i’m sorry too.” and when you hug him, gently snaking your arms around his waist and squeezing, he lets out a breath, instantly burying his face into your neck. this has to be love, he thinks, he’s too connected with you for it not to be, and you know him too well that he hopes it’s love for you too. “didn’t mean it,” he whispers, voice a breaking a little at the end, and the threading of your fingers in his hair soothes him as he clings tightly to you. “i know baby, i know.”

✿ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 isn’t always insecure, but he thinks right now he might be. but the way you rub softly over his knuckles as you hold his hand gives him just a slight bit of hope that maybe he’s enough. “shin, we’re just friends, him and i. he’s not you,” you murmur, tilting his chin up. he meets your eyes, and the glassiness of his makes your heart crumple, hand cupping his cheek delicately. “you sure?” he mumbles dejectedly, voice cracking slightly as he looks down. and before the tear can slip, your thumb catches it, a sweet kiss pressed to his cheek making him sniffle. “of course, baby. want me to stop talking to him? i can if it bothers you,” you whisper, pressing your forehead to his, gentle smile easing his soul. and this is love, this feeling is all he’s craved, to be first choice, to be accepted. “‘m in love with you,” he offers quietly, hoping you’ll repeat the words back. and you do, smiling as you happily claim “i’m in love with you too. so much.”

✿ 𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐍𝐀 hesitantly lays his head on your chest, gripping your shirt tightly as he thinks back to the nightmare he’d woken from not too long ago. and almost instantly, your hand raises to card your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer. “what’s got you up at this hour?” you murmur, sleep lacing your voice. shrugging, he fists your shirt tighter. “‘s nothing,” he mumbles. humming, you stroke his hair, the rise and fall of your chest as you breathe slowly bringing him back to reality. “has to be something, pretty boy. wanna talk about it?” you ask gently. and somehow, even when he doesn’t want you to, you know. you always know, and he thinks that maybe finally, he can trust you. he’s whole and he’s complete, and he loves it—and he thinks he might just love you. “not right now,” he whispers, “can’t right now.” planting a sweet kiss to his head, you tug him impossibly closer. “that’s okay, baby. everything’s okay.”

✿ 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐔 lays in bed quietly, unsure if you’ll join him or not, and the thought of you sleeping somewhere without him crushes his soul more than he cares to admit. but quietly, he hears the blanket rustle and the feels the bed dip, the warmth of your body radiating under the covers. “stay on your side,” you huff, “still mad at you.” and even though he grumbles back “fine by me,” he still feels the sting of his eyes as he realizes you still choose him, even after everything, you spend the night with him. and it can’t be easy, he knows it can’t, but you find the good in sticking by his side. “goodnight,” you whisper quietly. and slowly, he turns, hand shaky as it hovers over your waist for a moment before he caves and curls his arm around you. “goodnight,” he says quietly, pressing the softest of kisses to your head, and love fills his chest when you don’t pull away.