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hi i love your works, they are amazing! if you don't mind could you write a one shot with Baji x reader, where they are 12-13(maybe before boys formed toman or just formed), she can be his friend, classmate, tutor, neighbour, Emma's friend, whatever your prefer, and Baji is so in love with her that everybody can see it and reader also knows it and his friends tease him A LOT. and maybe you can write how he confessed his love and his friends helped him(while they are still 12-13)

HI! thanks for the request, hope you have a good day ❤️‍🩹 and thx for the support!

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— I know it too, Baji

You really disliked Keisuke at first. When Mikey had told you that another child would be joining your group, you had been happy; only later did you realize that the child who had to join was the same one who had ripped your uniform on the first day of school. You came home crying about it, and then he disappeared. You knew he was at the same school and year as you, but in fact you hadn't found him anywhere. You had been friends with Mikey since birth, your mothers were great friends, so seeing that arrogant child join your group had bothered you enormously

Only a few months after you started laughing at his jokes. Instead, it had taken you a whole year before you accepted him playing on the same team when you played soccer at the Sano house. In short, you had gone extremely easy on him because you found him extremely annoying

But as we know, girls always have an edge over boys. From the beginning, it became clear that Keisuke was seeking your attention, amused by your aloof demeanor. He probably didn't even remember ripping your uniform when you were 6 years old. In the end, however, it must be said that you became inseparable: you put aside your pride for something that was actually stupid and after a year or so you decided that being his friend wouldn't be so bad

It had been years since you had first spoken to each other. You were now 13 years old, Keisuke had failed his first year of middle school and you had passed. However, he worried relatively little about it given that Toman, a gang built with his best friends, had been born a few months ago. You weren't part of that gang, but you spent pretty much all your time with them

"Overtake Mitsuya, show him how fast you can go!" you say sitting behind him, while you are on his motorbike. It was a beautiful sunny day and together with Mitsuya and Mikey you had decided to go to the beach. The others should have come too, but due to various commitments only the 4 of you had gone. Baji nods laughing, and speeds past Mitsuya's bike, arriving at Mikey's side "Stop being so boastful!" shouts Mitsuya "Say it hurt, loser" you say laughing "It's just dangerous to go that fast with a girl nearby... Baji puts too much trust in your balance" says Mitsuya, making Mikey, who is further ahead, laugh too

"Shut up! You know I'm always careful when I have a passenger" Baji says as he gives more gas, arriving next to Mikey "Or you just want to make yourself look cool in front of Y/n" Manjiro adds, and Mitsuya nods

“I'll kill you, you pieces of shit" Baji shouts, making you laugh. The thing is, you knew Mikey was right too, as more than a few times Keisuke had tried to make himself cooler than the others in front of you. You suspected he liked you and by asking Mikey, he had confirmed it, however you weren't 100% sure. Many times they, like Draken or Kazutora, teased him by saying that he had a more particular behavior with you, however you dismissed the situation by saying that you were simply very good friends

"Be careful Mikey! He might get mean if you say something too much in front of his girlfriend" says Mitsuya, receiving yet another insult towards Baji. This goes on for a while until you get to the beach, where you find a quiet place to sit

The four of you settled down, Mikey along with Baji ran into the water without putting on sunscreen, and you stayed with Mitsuya "They'll both get burned" you say sighing, putting on your sunglasses "Probably" Mitsuya says settling under the umbrella

Spend a quarter of an hour in silence. Mitsuya focused on a fashion magazine and you looking at your two friends in the water: Keisuke often waves at you from afar, receiving splashes from Mikey. You giggle, but find Mitsuya also observing the two boys "He has a thing for you, you know that right?" Mitsuya says "I know... but I don't understand half of his behavior" you say "What do you mean?" Mitsuya asks putting down the magazine, sitting down next to you

"You know... I've never understood his behavior. Since I was little he has visibly treated me differently than his other friends, he almost seems more protective, or maybe he would like to make himself look cooler in my eyes... but I don't think he feels anything. If he tried something would have already been declared, you know well that it would be difficult to keep something so important inside" you say, sighing. The situation had been going on for years now, and you had lost hope a little. Mitsuya remains silent, then suddenly starts laughing "Huh? What are you laughing at?" you ask slightly embarrassed "Oh nothing, sorry, nothing..." he says wiping away the tears born from laughing. He turns back to his magazine and you, sighing, let go of his behavior

From afar, however, you no longer see the two boys. You look better and find them sitting on a rock: Baji is telling something with great enthusiasm, and Mikey bursts out laughing after a while. You see in the two of them the same thing that happened to you and Mitsuya just now, but due to the distance you don't understand what they are talking about

When Mikey sees you looking at them, he yells something while waving at you, getting some insults from Baji. You don't hear what they say this time either, yet it seems as if Baji doesn't want Manjiro to say hello to you

Half an hour later the two boys return and you decide to have lunch. Lunch goes by peacefully with a few laughs and Mikey teasing Baji for deciding to sit next to you, but you don't even notice. You're more focused on thinking why Mitsuya laughed earlier

“Y/n!” Mitsuya shouts, bringing you back to reality "Huh? Sorry, I was thinking about something else..." you say sighing, taking a bite of your sandwich "Don't apologize to me, but Baji has been calling you for half an hour and you still hasn't heard" Mitsuya says laughing, while Mikey makes a very strange face "Huh? Why do you say that?" you say confused, and only now you notice that Baji is no longer sitting next to you, but is back on the nearby rock "Forget it, go over there" Mikey says taking the sandwich from your hand, to eat the rest. You glare at Manjiro, but get up and head towards the rock

It takes you a little while to get near Baji. The boy is sitting with his back turned, and as soon as you sit next to him he doesn't dare look at you "What's happening? Mitsuya told me you were looking for me" you say crossing your legs on the rough stone. Keisuke looks so flustered and you wonder if he's getting food poisoning from the sandwich he just ate "What was in your sandwich?" you ask, finally making him turn around; he seems so confused by your words

"Huh? It was a normal sandwich... why?" he asks confused, and you notice a light blush on his cheeks "You look sick, are you sure you're okay?" you ask “LET THIS GO!” he shouts, making you jump. An awkward silence falls between you

"Look... do you like someone?" he asks in an insecure way, and you look at him surprised for a moment "Um... more or less. It's difficult to explain" you say thus hiding the fact that your relationship right now was complicated "To you?" you ask “I like someone I've known for a while” he says looking down. When he says that it feels like a small boulder falling on you, but you hide it; deep down, you thought it was Emma the girl he was talking about "If you've known this person for a long time you should come out"

"You're right. I like you" he says with a speed that makes it hard to realize what he said "HUH?" you state, turning around quickly, finding him with his face hidden in his hands "You understood what I said, don't act stupid!" he shouts, keeping his face hidden. Feel your heart beating so hard it can leap out of your chest. You look at Keisuke and automatically think that Mitsuya's and Mikey's reactions were like that because they knew what he wanted to do. Your cheeks turn red, and you feel warmer than you might already feel at the seaside

"...I think I do too. And then... I know it too, Baji. I simply thought you had grown fond of me in a brotherly way" you say looking ahead of you, with the beauty of the infinite sea. You see Baji surprised by your words, but a smile comes to his face "Is that a yes?" he asks "It's a yes, Keisuke" you say, feeling embarrassed like you've never felt before, but in a good way

You see the boy quickly stand up, running behind him where, you hadn't noticed, Mitsuya and Mikey were "SHE SAID YES!" he yells coming over to his friends, making you laugh as you remain seated. Only now do you realize how much Keisuke was just afraid to declare himself

hi i love your works, they are amazing! if you don't mind could you write a one shot with Baji x reader, where they are 12-13(maybe before boys formed toman or just formed), she can be his friend, classmate, tutor, neighbour, Emma's friend, whatever your prefer, and Baji is so in love with her that everybody can see it and reader also knows it and his friends tease him A LOT. and maybe you can write how he confessed his love and his friends helped him(while they are still 12-13)

HI! thanks for the request, hope you have a good day ❤️‍🩹 and thx for the support!

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— I know it too, Baji

You really disliked Keisuke at first. When Mikey had told you that another child would be joining your group, you had been happy; only later did you realize that the child who had to join was the same one who had ripped your uniform on the first day of school. You came home crying about it, and then he disappeared. You knew he was at the same school and year as you, but in fact you hadn't found him anywhere. You had been friends with Mikey since birth, your mothers were great friends, so seeing that arrogant child join your group had bothered you enormously

Only a few months after you started laughing at his jokes. Instead, it had taken you a whole year before you accepted him playing on the same team when you played soccer at the Sano house. In short, you had gone extremely easy on him because you found him extremely annoying

But as we know, girls always have an edge over boys. From the beginning, it became clear that Keisuke was seeking your attention, amused by your aloof demeanor. He probably didn't even remember ripping your uniform when you were 6 years old. In the end, however, it must be said that you became inseparable: you put aside your pride for something that was actually stupid and after a year or so you decided that being his friend wouldn't be so bad

It had been years since you had first spoken to each other. You were now 13 years old, Keisuke had failed his first year of middle school and you had passed. However, he worried relatively little about it given that Toman, a gang built with his best friends, had been born a few months ago. You weren't part of that gang, but you spent pretty much all your time with them

"Overtake Mitsuya, show him how fast you can go!" you say sitting behind him, while you are on his motorbike. It was a beautiful sunny day and together with Mitsuya and Mikey you had decided to go to the beach. The others should have come too, but due to various commitments only the 4 of you had gone. Baji nods laughing, and speeds past Mitsuya's bike, arriving at Mikey's side "Stop being so boastful!" shouts Mitsuya "Say it hurt, loser" you say laughing "It's just dangerous to go that fast with a girl nearby... Baji puts too much trust in your balance" says Mitsuya, making Mikey, who is further ahead, laugh too

"Shut up! You know I'm always careful when I have a passenger" Baji says as he gives more gas, arriving next to Mikey "Or you just want to make yourself look cool in front of Y/n" Manjiro adds, and Mitsuya nods

“I'll kill you, you pieces of shit" Baji shouts, making you laugh. The thing is, you knew Mikey was right too, as more than a few times Keisuke had tried to make himself cooler than the others in front of you. You suspected he liked you and by asking Mikey, he had confirmed it, however you weren't 100% sure. Many times they, like Draken or Kazutora, teased him by saying that he had a more particular behavior with you, however you dismissed the situation by saying that you were simply very good friends

"Be careful Mikey! He might get mean if you say something too much in front of his girlfriend" says Mitsuya, receiving yet another insult towards Baji. This goes on for a while until you get to the beach, where you find a quiet place to sit

The four of you settled down, Mikey along with Baji ran into the water without putting on sunscreen, and you stayed with Mitsuya "They'll both get burned" you say sighing, putting on your sunglasses "Probably" Mitsuya says settling under the umbrella

Spend a quarter of an hour in silence. Mitsuya focused on a fashion magazine and you looking at your two friends in the water: Keisuke often waves at you from afar, receiving splashes from Mikey. You giggle, but find Mitsuya also observing the two boys "He has a thing for you, you know that right?" Mitsuya says "I know... but I don't understand half of his behavior" you say "What do you mean?" Mitsuya asks putting down the magazine, sitting down next to you

"You know... I've never understood his behavior. Since I was little he has visibly treated me differently than his other friends, he almost seems more protective, or maybe he would like to make himself look cooler in my eyes... but I don't think he feels anything. If he tried something would have already been declared, you know well that it would be difficult to keep something so important inside" you say, sighing. The situation had been going on for years now, and you had lost hope a little. Mitsuya remains silent, then suddenly starts laughing "Huh? What are you laughing at?" you ask slightly embarrassed "Oh nothing, sorry, nothing..." he says wiping away the tears born from laughing. He turns back to his magazine and you, sighing, let go of his behavior

From afar, however, you no longer see the two boys. You look better and find them sitting on a rock: Baji is telling something with great enthusiasm, and Mikey bursts out laughing after a while. You see in the two of them the same thing that happened to you and Mitsuya just now, but due to the distance you don't understand what they are talking about

When Mikey sees you looking at them, he yells something while waving at you, getting some insults from Baji. You don't hear what they say this time either, yet it seems as if Baji doesn't want Manjiro to say hello to you

Half an hour later the two boys return and you decide to have lunch. Lunch goes by peacefully with a few laughs and Mikey teasing Baji for deciding to sit next to you, but you don't even notice. You're more focused on thinking why Mitsuya laughed earlier

“Y/n!” Mitsuya shouts, bringing you back to reality "Huh? Sorry, I was thinking about something else..." you say sighing, taking a bite of your sandwich "Don't apologize to me, but Baji has been calling you for half an hour and you still hasn't heard" Mitsuya says laughing, while Mikey makes a very strange face "Huh? Why do you say that?" you say confused, and only now you notice that Baji is no longer sitting next to you, but is back on the nearby rock "Forget it, go over there" Mikey says taking the sandwich from your hand, to eat the rest. You glare at Manjiro, but get up and head towards the rock

It takes you a little while to get near Baji. The boy is sitting with his back turned, and as soon as you sit next to him he doesn't dare look at you "What's happening? Mitsuya told me you were looking for me" you say crossing your legs on the rough stone. Keisuke looks so flustered and you wonder if he's getting food poisoning from the sandwich he just ate "What was in your sandwich?" you ask, finally making him turn around; he seems so confused by your words

"Huh? It was a normal sandwich... why?" he asks confused, and you notice a light blush on his cheeks "You look sick, are you sure you're okay?" you ask “LET THIS GO!” he shouts, making you jump. An awkward silence falls between you

"Look... do you like someone?" he asks in an insecure way, and you look at him surprised for a moment "Um... more or less. It's difficult to explain" you say thus hiding the fact that your relationship right now was complicated "To you?" you ask “I like someone I've known for a while” he says looking down. When he says that it feels like a small boulder falling on you, but you hide it; deep down, you thought it was Emma the girl he was talking about "If you've known this person for a long time you should come out"

"You're right. I like you" he says with a speed that makes it hard to realize what he said "HUH?" you state, turning around quickly, finding him with his face hidden in his hands "You understood what I said, don't act stupid!" he shouts, keeping his face hidden. Feel your heart beating so hard it can leap out of your chest. You look at Keisuke and automatically think that Mitsuya's and Mikey's reactions were like that because they knew what he wanted to do. Your cheeks turn red, and you feel warmer than you might already feel at the seaside

"...I think I do too. And then... I know it too, Baji. I simply thought you had grown fond of me in a brotherly way" you say looking ahead of you, with the beauty of the infinite sea. You see Baji surprised by your words, but a smile comes to his face "Is that a yes?" he asks "It's a yes, Keisuke" you say, feeling embarrassed like you've never felt before, but in a good way

You see the boy quickly stand up, running behind him where, you hadn't noticed, Mitsuya and Mikey were "SHE SAID YES!" he yells coming over to his friends, making you laugh as you remain seated. Only now do you realize how much Keisuke was just afraid to declare himself

hi, hi!! if you don't mind, could you please write some headcanons about how Baji will behave in love (when he is somewhere around 12-13 years old), and also about how his friends will tease him/help him. In one of Wakuya's posts it was indicated that he is not interested in a relationship, but nothing can protect him from falling in love. (female reader please and you can make her anyone you want, someone's sister, friend, classmate, etc.)

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Baji Keisuke in love with you HCS ᡣ𐭩

It took a while for him to realize that maybe you weren't just a friend. For a long time the members of Toman made fun of him for this, but only when he talked about it with Chifuyu did he understand that perhaps it wasn't just a simple crush. Will he ever admit it openly? Absolutely not, but since he's done it, it's a big step

He decided some time later that he wasn't going to tell you anything. He already had other things to think about, like the recent failing at school and the duty to expand Toman which had recently been created

Unfortunately for you, he will just treat you like you are his girlfriend without actually being one. Let's say a slightly particular situation in which he would do anything for you but doesn't want to take on the responsibilities of a serious relationship

His only problem is one: he knows how to lie well to others but not to you. More than a few times you put him on the spot by asking him if he wanted something more than just friendship, and his only response was a handful of insults while he blushed like never before. He once came really close to coming out, but realized that if he did, it would probably ruin your relationship

I see him as someone who would fall for the badass type of girl. He'd like someone who can stand up to him in arguments, someone who isn't afraid to set fire to a car with him and maybe even with Kazutora. Probably, making a list of the types of girls he would be with, the list would be like this... 1) badass girl, 2) feminine girl, 3) slightly weird girl

Going back to the previous point, his idea of ​​a perfect date is setting fire to a car together, holding hands and eating fast food junk. In reality you did something very similar to this, but when at the end of the evening you asked him if it had been a date or not, he justified himself by saying "cars don't burn themselves... and you seemed free"

Toman would like you together as an official couple, and the most adamant with this idea seem to be Mikey and Pah. At the end of the meeting Mikey can force Baji to stay even hours just to make fun of him by calling him a coward for not having the balls to declare himself. Pah is unexpectedly so interested in the situation only because he believes that Baji can take "sexual advantage" from it, I'll leave you to imagine what he means...

The type of guy who, despite not being in a relationship, would consider himself off limits. If he is in love with you, only you exist, even if you are not a couple. If a girl declared herself (and let's face it when he doesn't wear glasses he has a nice line of girls chasing him) and he was still in love with you he wouldn't have any problems rejecting her, even in a slightly harsher way if the situation requires it

hi, hi!! if you don't mind, could you please write some headcanons about how Baji will behave in love (when he is somewhere around 12-13 years old), and also about how his friends will tease him/help him. In one of Wakuya's posts it was indicated that he is not interested in a relationship, but nothing can protect him from falling in love. (female reader please and you can make her anyone you want, someone's sister, friend, classmate, etc.)

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Baji Keisuke in love with you HCS ᡣ𐭩

It took a while for him to realize that maybe you weren't just a friend. For a long time the members of Toman made fun of him for this, but only when he talked about it with Chifuyu did he understand that perhaps it wasn't just a simple crush. Will he ever admit it openly? Absolutely not, but since he's done it, it's a big step

He decided some time later that he wasn't going to tell you anything. He already had other things to think about, like the recent failing at school and the duty to expand Toman which had recently been created

Unfortunately for you, he will just treat you like you are his girlfriend without actually being one. Let's say a slightly particular situation in which he would do anything for you but doesn't want to take on the responsibilities of a serious relationship

His only problem is one: he knows how to lie well to others but not to you. More than a few times you put him on the spot by asking him if he wanted something more than just friendship, and his only response was a handful of insults while he blushed like never before. He once came really close to coming out, but realized that if he did, it would probably ruin your relationship

I see him as someone who would fall for the badass type of girl. He'd like someone who can stand up to him in arguments, someone who isn't afraid to set fire to a car with him and maybe even with Kazutora. Probably, making a list of the types of girls he would be with, the list would be like this... 1) badass girl, 2) feminine girl, 3) slightly weird girl

Going back to the previous point, his idea of ​​a perfect date is setting fire to a car together, holding hands and eating fast food junk. In reality you did something very similar to this, but when at the end of the evening you asked him if it had been a date or not, he justified himself by saying "cars don't burn themselves... and you seemed free"

Toman would like you together as an official couple, and the most adamant with this idea seem to be Mikey and Pah. At the end of the meeting Mikey can force Baji to stay even hours just to make fun of him by calling him a coward for not having the balls to declare himself. Pah is unexpectedly so interested in the situation only because he believes that Baji can take "sexual advantage" from it, I'll leave you to imagine what he means...

The type of guy who, despite not being in a relationship, would consider himself off limits. If he is in love with you, only you exist, even if you are not a couple. If a girl declared herself (and let's face it when he doesn't wear glasses he has a nice line of girls chasing him) and he was still in love with you he wouldn't have any problems rejecting her, even in a slightly harsher way if the situation requires it

Baji with Fem!Rengoku reader pls?

I didn't exactly understand this request... I think you mean a girl with rengoku's personality??

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Baji in a relationship with a really positive girl HCS ᡣ𐭩

I have this stereotype that an extremely optimistic girl is also a very girly person, I don't know if I've conveyed the concept... it makes me laugh to think of Baji, who seems to have a fairly grunge style, next to a girl entirely dressed in cute colors and he's like "oh yeah, she's really my girlfriend"

Looking at the other side of the coin, the person next to him should probably more or less respect his clothing standards, SO GET READY FOR GRUNGE/METAL/PUNK CLOTHES or anything to do with these genres. In the end, being positive and having style in dressing are two different things, so don't take my words too seriously

Rengoku loves to eat and so technically this type of girl too, so dates would probably be mostly dates in some restaurant or bar. Probably someone at McDonald's too, in the end it's enough to eat together and chat

Kind of guy who isn't exactly the most positive person in the world, for him there is black and white, there are no other possibilities. So there would probably often be arguments (joking, arguing about more serious things) about him saying completely negative things and the girl encouraging him in some way

I imagine a possible chat group with him, Chifuyu (or Kazutora, depending on whether he's in prison or not) and the girl. The chats would go something like this: "Chifuyu, we need to burn the car of the guy who bothered Y/n the other day" "Got it!" "NOOOO YOU DON'T, look at the bright side of this! you have a new friend" "Y/n, I think Baji-San is right..." "Chifuyu I was hoping for a little cooperation from you"

Rengoku is extremely protective of his friends to the point of practically getting killed (hahaha rengoku it wasn't funny, you were my favorite character) so I have this scene in mind of the girl who sacrifices herself in Baji's place on the day of the Bloody Halloween

This type of girl would definitely be the same one who, like Chifuyu or Mikey, would want Baji back in Toman when he left the gang (whether the girl is also in Toman or not is your choice)

I imagine Baji as a guy who is extremely interested in his partner's life, so there are often chats where his girlfriend simply talks about everything and he listens without forgetting absolutely anything. Rengoku is someone who talks a lot, so the reader would probably be like that too

Baji with Fem!Rengoku reader pls?

I didn't exactly understand this request... I think you mean a girl with rengoku's personality??

𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

— Baji in a relationship with a really positive girl HCS ᡣ𐭩

I have this stereotype that an extremely optimistic girl is also a very girly person, I don't know if I've conveyed the concept... it makes me laugh to think of Baji, who seems to have a fairly grunge style, next to a girl entirely dressed in cute colors and he's like "oh yeah, she's really my girlfriend"

Looking at the other side of the coin, the person next to him should probably more or less respect his clothing standards, SO GET READY FOR GRUNGE/METAL/PUNK CLOTHES or anything to do with these genres. In the end, being positive and having style in dressing are two different things, so don't take my words too seriously

Rengoku loves to eat and so technically this type of girl too, so dates would probably be mostly dates in some restaurant or bar. Probably someone at McDonald's too, in the end it's enough to eat together and chat

Kind of guy who isn't exactly the most positive person in the world, for him there is black and white, there are no other possibilities. So there would probably often be arguments (joking, arguing about more serious things) about him saying completely negative things and the girl encouraging him in some way

I imagine a possible chat group with him, Chifuyu (or Kazutora, depending on whether he's in prison or not) and the girl. The chats would go something like this: "Chifuyu, we need to burn the car of the guy who bothered Y/n the other day" "Got it!" "NOOOO YOU DON'T, look at the bright side of this! you have a new friend" "Y/n, I think Baji-San is right..." "Chifuyu I was hoping for a little cooperation from you"

Rengoku is extremely protective of his friends to the point of practically getting killed (hahaha rengoku it wasn't funny, you were my favorite character) so I have this scene in mind of the girl who sacrifices herself in Baji's place on the day of the Bloody Halloween

This type of girl would definitely be the same one who, like Chifuyu or Mikey, would want Baji back in Toman when he left the gang (whether the girl is also in Toman or not is your choice)

I imagine Baji as a guy who is extremely interested in his partner's life, so there are often chats where his girlfriend simply talks about everything and he listens without forgetting absolutely anything. Rengoku is someone who talks a lot, so the reader would probably be like that too

— FOUR TEA MUGS —

shinichiro sano x reader

fluff at the start. expect a wild turn. shinichiro is not the only guy in love with you, keep that in mind

wc: 3k

a/n: hello stranger that came across and kept reading :) this is my first fic ever *panic* but i'm glad i can share it with you. this story could have been separated in two different parts because of the turn it has, but i decided not to do it because this is the way i visualized it at first, and i wanted to stick to that, plus, i had so much fun writing it. hope you all like it too! in advance, thank you so much for being here and giving this a chance, means the world to me. also, i want to specially thank my dear friend @saturnmitsuya that helped me to make this possible, te amo bonita

reblogs, comments and likes are very much appreciated. please forgive any spelling mistakes and the constant editing

the day was serene and it was cold outside. 4:02 p.m. s.s. motors still open

shinichiro was holding is his arms what he enjoys, a little way too much, to call the woman of his life. both bodies over an old chair that stood behind a tore small desk where he wrote down things about motorcycles that he needed, making calls and all those sort of things you have to arrange when you run a store. you mockingly named it ‘’his office’’ just to piss him off

the situation right now, started because he decided to behave like the most pathetic and cute big baby ever, stating that ‘’he was freezing’’ all pouty and shivering, which was all bullshit, just to have you sitting on top of him. yeah. the sano’s family ability to find ways to convince people, runs just as hard as oxygen through his veins. but you didn’t really put up much resistance either, saying no to him it’s a pretty much impossible thing to do

hands playing with the black locks on the back of his head, arms snaking through your hips and waist, exploring under your sweater to slightly rose your free breasts, kissing his neck, moving to his cheek and finally his lips with wide grins in between. the position was provocative, yes. making out at the corner of his store while straddling his legs. but that was really it, just making out. simple, right?

see, the real core of shinichiro sano’s charm is that everything is just so simple when he is with you, and somehow, it always manages to feel perfect. as if you were pieces made for each other, and nothing else in this world could ever change the ideal way you both fit. or like two planets aligned together that dance around the same orbit, in one melody created by the universe just for yourselves to hear

-what do you want to have for dinner, bunny? i’ll close earlier so we can go eat, it’s on me today- he commented, lips a bit reddish from kissing, looking at you with the goofiest flushed expression ever, weak to women after all

-well, your grandpa’s miso soup could be real awesome right now cause it’s pretty chilly outside- you furrowed your brows in late realization -speaking of the weather, did you bring your jacket? i don’t want you to go out with that plain shirt, weren’t you freezing a few minutes ago? you will catch a cold you awful liar!-

he honestly wasn’t even listening to your attacks, well of course he was, but his eyes were mostly fixated on the movement of your lips, how you were scolding him

you really were the woman of his life, for sure. always so caring, always so loving, always you

-i love you y/n-

words just slipped in the middle of the bliss within his embrace. then, he started caressing your back, going all the way to your rear with a cheeky grin, planning to kiss you again. you stopped talking, cheeks and ears burning red. you couldn’t believe him, this bastard

-s-shin! don’t change the subject like that, i’m being serio-

-are we interrupting something?-

indeed, an interruption happened, one of shinichiro’s younger siblings, manjiro, stood by the door of the shop hands in pockets, deadpan. while keisuke, the friend of his that was following behind, was as pale as a corpse

both reactions shared a reason, later revealed

-oh! m-mikey! and keisuke!- shinichiro said looking up and removing his hands off your body immediately, taking a glance behind your back, nervous as hell. his little brother just busted him groping his girl’s ass right on top of his lap after a kissing session that lasted like, solid 20 minutes, fuck, did they saw that too? he might be 23 years old but he felt as a hormonal middle schooler all over again

-hello!- you greeted turning around as nice as ever, still on your compromising position. not giving a single damn. now it was time for your boyfriend to be embarrassed

-um w-we can come back later if- baji started, not knowing what to do with his stare, he was just as uncomfortable as shinichiro. sweaty palms and everything

while mikey was really quiet, just staring. strange you thought

-no! no! there´s no need, you didn’t interrupt anything. i will go make something to drink so you guys can talk okay? tea is fine baby?- you said twirling shin’s hair on your fingers, looking straight to his eyes, oh how you wished you could take a picture right now, then turning to the boys for approval

-sure love, it’s perfect thanks- the kids nodded and shin’s blood finally started to dissipate from his facial features. thank god

-alright- you said, giving him a last peck on the cheek while you placed your palms on his chest, getting off from him. -hey baji- you called him turning halfway -would you mind coming with me? i might need some extra hands-

-s-sure!- shit he thought

at this point, the explanation of the boys reactions earlier it’s revealed

there’s this thing that has been pestering baji since the moment that mikey, told him they were heading to see his brother to ask him for some advices, and that most probably, they would encounter his girlfriend too. actually, this comes from many years back, but he is just oblivious about it, until now

keisuke baji was a nice kid, since you’ve known the sano family for quite a while, you’ve come across to meet the friends they have made along the way. so since a very young age, baji has been around

you used to go to the same school and shared some classes with shinichiro as a teenager, and he always tried to get closer to you by intentionally pairing up in teams for projects, inviting you to eat at his household and such. you were his high school sweetheart, the girl he liked the most and for the longest time. and last but not meat, you also were the last 11 rejections of his lucky 20 until he won you over, but he decides to not bring that out very often

so when baji saw you for the first time, it was one of the times shinichiro took you to his house. you were peeking all over the dojo watching everyone practice, entertained. when suddenly, you landed your eyes on his tiny figure

and simply smiled

-so, how’s the shop thing going on?- you asked, pouring some water to boil, opening some tea bags and preparing the containers. there was a kitchenette at the very back of the establishment, with just a stove and a small freezer with water and some snacks

-s-shop thing? what do you mean?- shit! stop being an asshole, he pleaded his brain, or was it his heart? for some mercy. he didn’t really knew which one of them was messing things up and that was definitely a problem

-you already forgot? your dream of owning a pet shop that you told me about a while ago, you were much younger. i hope that you didn’t drop it- you mentioned, smiling, just like that one day

why?

why did you remembered that about him? why did you have to bring it out? the stupid dream, that he still desires, he told you once. making him feel weak for the 3rd time in a couple of minutes

why was he feeling this way?

he believed he was strong, he proudly called himself a member of a gang, but he started to sweat with a simple question like this? there has to be something real wrong with him, it can’t be that-

oh

you were leaning on the counter next to the stove, waiting for the water to be ready, hair a bit messy, black leggings, some slippers and your boyfriend’s silver chain freshly stoled from him this morning decorating your chest. you weren’t wearing a bra, and the loose fabric of an oversized sweater that was trying to keep you warm couldn’t stop your hard nippled breasts from showing. his throat closed and he felt he could die suffocated at any second, look somewhere else you piece of shit, he mentally slapped himself

-yeah i guess, i still like animals a lot- he scratched his head, avoiding your gaze by looking down. you noticed it but just decided to let it slip, and turned back to turn off the flame and pour the water over four identical red mugs to prepare the drinks

-that makes me so happy, keisuke. your shop will be the best in town, i'm sure of it. cats alredy love you. oh! and i’ll be your first client. don’t even forget that, okay bug?- you teased, poking his nose. dear god, he forgot you used to call him like that

you weren’t like the senior girls at his school that every boy his aged pathetically stalked, nor the older ones that lived near his apartment complex that elderly men disgustingly desired. hell, you weren’t even like the women of the porn magazines that pah kept hidden under his bed, which made them all drool over like a bunch of idiots

your beauty was anything but perfect. your beauty was the vivid personification of the word home, you felt like home, an immensely loving one. perfect wasn’t a word he could use to describe you because he would be lying, you were making tea in clothes you used for sleeping, and still, you looked like an angel to his eyes

he finally saw it

-y-yeah okay, i won’t- he stuttered, blushing. you grinned pleased and grabbed two of the cups on your hands, asking him for his help with the remaining ones, finally heading back to the front

you took a sit next to your boyfriend who was now casually smoking, and his brother, in some spair chairs he found, carefully offering them the steaming hot cups

he was sure he liked you, since the day he first saw you at the dojo. but he never truly paid any attention to his blooming emotions, ‘’who cares about that sappy crap anyway?’’ he did

still, he would never spill a word. it was no use

if he kept his feelings ignored and buried all this time, he could just keep doing it, right?

shinichiro draped an arm around your shoulders while all of you were chatting and making jokes, getting closer to blow breathy kisses in your ear every once in a while just to tickle you. mikey scolded him with pouts because of his clinginess and you laughed until your stomach ached, things were always like this with them, and you wouldn't have it any other way

baji stared at your interactions for a while. he likes it a lot when you smile, he discovered that years ago, but he also discovered that shinichiro sano is the person who makes you do it the most. so he must be fine with that. he is just a kid with a dumb crush and you are a woman in a relationship that most likely, will last forever

the first taste of bittersweet teenage love in his life

so for now, his dream had a new meaning. the fact that you remembered it and wanted to be there when he fulfills it, made him feel like blushing again. and it was enough to keep him content

mikey finished talking with his brother, mugs went empty and it was time to leave. both boys decided to go back on their way

when they went out of the store and started walking along the cold breeze that provided them company, keisuke looked back to one of the windows, and he could see how shinchiro bent down to carry you, positioning himself between your legs in the air, both smiling widely at each other, enamored, and probably still joking about random things. he turned away, not wanting to pry anymore into the comfort of your intimacy

-ah man, if i get married someday i hope it’s with a girl like y/n- baji was talking behind mikey, walking slowly through the streets, sighing, arms over his head acting all cool, in an attempt to shake off the rests of wild emotions he felt moments ago, not even noticing in the slightest bit, the low temperature of the environment and the notorious dark aura his friend emanated, still silent and hands in pockets

oh how he wished he never said anything at first, he should have just kept his mouth shu-

-you like her too, right?-

so that’s

why he was so quiet

-hah?-

in the couple of minutes he stood there processing what he just heard mikey say, keisuke baji inaugurated, in a matter of seconds, a whole category in the depths of his mind called ‘’emotionally wrecker-fucker 3000’’ yeah.... to describe the second wave of feelings that literally crushed him in that moment

actually, that whole afternoon can be found saved in that mental file, not just the moments of realization, but all of it. boobs, cold weather, rushing blood, cigarettes, kisses, a mess of emotions, fighting with mikey in the middle of a random street and four tea mugs

there’s no way in hell he will ever forget this day

october 31st, year 2005. 11:03 p.m.

you left your window open, as usual. he would always climb through the structures of your home late at night to visit you

it was your little secret rutine

he stumbled upon your things, stepping over them. always making a mess

but you couldn't care less, he would always be there, every single night. smiling at you with that particular grin that resembles trouble. the one that made you fall for him

sometimes covered in blood, sometimes in cat fur, sometimes both

he is everything you need, he is everything you ever wanted

where is him?

he mentioned the night before that he would have to fight today, but he promised to be back to you like he always did, he insisted you didn’t have to worry, still

where is him?

your sheets were covered of his scent from all the times he stayed to sleep by your side. bodies mingled in a web of legs and arms, sharing the most intimate kisses and also trying so hard to lower the volume of your constant laughter. whispering to each other how your days went. he always beat you up with the most thrilling stories

both keeping each other in a warm embrace in the privacy of your room. no one has ever seen this side of him. he is completely yours and you are entirely his

the wandering wild eyes that stared deeply at yours, were the definition of an intoxicating promise

pure love

11: 57 p.m. halloween day coming to an end

you received a call. it was chifuyu

what could he possibly need to say this late at night? it was most probably about your boyfriend

you immediately picked up

[ 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 ] — 𝐁𝐀𝐉𝐈 𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄

college au! baji for his birthday even though i’m kind of late lol

baji swears the world is out to get him. he felt like he fought for his life passing literature in middle and high school, and now he has to battle for it all over again in LIT 1301 class—in a damned overpopulated university campus with too many idiots that don’t know how to park properly.

just yesterday, he watched someone scratch another vehicle right before his eyes, simply driving off as if nothing happened. he wonders how he’s meant to survive three more years here, and he’s not even halfway to finishing this first one. surely his mother will understand if he drops out, he thinks, surely she can’t cry if he never failed—he’ll just simply drop out before he can.

and then he meets you, the quiet and studious classmate he shares lit with, sitting in the corner of the library typing away on your laptop. he’s almost positive you’re working on that essay that’s due in two weeks, and if he wasn’t so salty at your work ethic, he’d be slightly impressed.

“hey,” he snaps at you, making you glance up. a few people turn to look at him, harsh glares being thrown your ways at his lack of whispering skills. “you’re in lit with that old raisin from eleven to twelve thirty pm right?”

you blink up at him.

“you mean professor d—”

“yeah, yeah, the old man that’s about to expire. him,” he grunts. another glare gets thrown in your direction.

“i—okay whatever, yeah. i am. and please whisper. this is a library in case you didn’t realize,” you glare. for a second, baji is taken aback. he was sure you were the quiet innocent type, but it seems you’re a bit bolder than he’d initially given you credit for.

he shoves aside your books and pens across the table and moves your backpack from the chair beside you to the floor, sitting himself on it and turning your laptop to his view.

“so, what’s your essay topic—”

“what are you doing?” you hiss, smacking his hand and grabbing your laptop back. he catches a glimpse of the page count, and this time, he really is much too impressed to be salty at your progress. he stares down at the hand you smacked, then back up at you, then back down to his hand again.

you truly are a bold one.

“did you just smack my hand?” he growls.

“you just grabbed my laptop,” you snarl back. “you’re lucky i didn’t smack your face, but i’d rather not get kicked out. this is my favorite spot on campus.”

go figure, he thinks to himself, fighting the urge to roll his eyes. you really seem to live up to his assumptions. still, something about you peaks baji’s interests. you have no problems dishing out the same attitude back, and on any other occasion, he’d be pissed—but somehow, you excite him just a little.

rolling his eyes, he mumbles, “shocker. who would’ve seen that one coming?”

your eye twitches at the sarcasm.

“who even are you? and why are you bugging me?” he almost wants to offer a snarky response, but he holds his tongue—you probably wouldn’t be willing to help after that. swallowing his pride, baji glances at your paper for a moment before reluctantly meeting your eyes. he bites back a scowl at your expression.

“baji keisuke. from lit class with the raisin. help me on my paper,” he says simply. you blink for a moment, processing his words before scowling at them.

“why would i do that? you didn’t even say please,” you snarl. clenching his fists, he counts to three in his head.

“please?” he smiles sarcastically, and you know his words are everything but sincere.

but for some odd reason, as much as he annoys you, you can’t stop yourself from blurting, “how far along are you?” he shrugs.

“dunno. haven’t started,” he responds cooly, planting his feet on the table. the librarian shoots him a warning glance, and you watch in utter fascination as he rolls his eyes at her before putting them back down.

you wonder how someone can be so shameless.

“how am i supposed to help you if you haven’t even star—”

“i don’t know where to start,” he grumbles. “literature isn’t really my strongest class.”

“i’m starting to think no class is,” you raise a brow. this time he chuckles, turning to face you—and you almost want to hear the sound of his laugh again.

“you’d be right,” he nods, shooting you a grin. a small part of you grows soft at the sight, and for some reason unbeknownst to you, your heart rate increases slightly. “i’ll meet you here tomorrow at the same time and we’ll get started. i’m just aiming to pass,” he assures. “so no shakespeare level essays neede—hey, is that a vet textbook?”

looking to where he points, you look down at the anatomy textbook in your pile of things he’s shoved before nodding.

“yeah, i want to be a vet,” you mumble, “why?” and baji’s never been interested in someone like this before—not like he suddenly is with you. and he only comes to class because attendance is twenty percent of his grade—and knowing him, he needs every percent he can get—but he’s starting to think maybe he’ll actually have something to look forward to next class.

it’ll also be an added plus that he gets to see the look of irritation on your face when he plops his things down directly beside you too.

he turns back to face you again, flashing you a toothy grin.

“never mind. change of location, we’ll meet at a cafe. going to the library for the first date is kind of lame,” he shrugs. grabbing your pen and your hand, he ignores the light gasp you let out as he starts scribbling on your palm, writing down his number in messy handwriting. “text me so i can send you details. don’t be late okay?”

and before you can protest, he stands up and leaves, hands in his pockets as he strolls out of the library. you watch his retreating figure in bewilderment. but as you glance down at the number on your palm, noticing the small baji he wrote in parentheses next to the digits, you can’t deny the small bit of excitement that pools in your heart.

I LOVE HIM SOMUCH HELP THIS WAS PERFECT

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒 — KEISUKE BAJI ♡

↳ PAIRING: Keisuke Baji x GN! Reader

↳ TYPE: one-shot

↳ WORD COUNT: 4.1k

↳ WARNINGS: heavy swearing, extreme fluff/comfort, a lot of grammar errors

↳ SYNOPSIS: Baji has a secret crush on you, and despite how many times he had tried to hint it at you, it seemed like you were a bit oblivious to his flirtatious acts. However, one night, he decides to go out for a bike ride with you to somewhere special... hopefully to confess how he feels.

↳ AUTHOR’S NOTES: i am a sucker for tokyo revengers boys acting so soft and sweet to you, hehe. i really hope you enjoyed this, along with the song as well. this is one of my favorites, and it makes me feel at peace. i hope you enjoy the fic and the song as well. <3

When he needed you, nothing else mattered in the world.

Rather, you became a part of his life quickly, expanding your walls to him where he was able to inhale the familiar scents of your body—sweet scent of cherry blossoms were enough to indulge Baji in a dazed, lovesick high.

He never argued to the feelings, only found himself to be more needy as the moon settled each night, and he encountered your typical frustrations of him being all bloodied in black and blues. However, Baji became amused by it, nonetheless; wanting a more open desire for his heart to fill in the little bit of void that not even cars being set on fire could ease.

“You’re in love,” Chifuyu called him out on it a week ago. Baji spat at him, nearly dodging the bullet when your presence was right around the corner of the school building. Mikey noted that Baji was head over the moon; touch-starved. Always wanting his arms to protectively wrap around your waist in a greedy standpoint. A gambler winning at every game.

Only, the case was that Baji became infatuated—and the three words he yearned to say would sting his throat. ‘The right time,’ he’d always think.

We’ll do it all

Everything

On our own

The clock ticks past nine at night—luckily, on a Friday, where the streets were more wild than usual. Convenience store lights flickered from afar, Baji watched the cars roar down below. He kept the window open, allowing the breeze to trickle through his skin.

Scent of freshly lit cigarettes weren’t uncommon for him. He pouted, nearly dipping his head down on the pillow before boredom could take over his shoulders. Though Baji knew that he had missed sleep for some time. The night was peaceful; still. Yet it was a prison for some, to be trapped within the dark. A fucking hell, sometimes, even for him, when Baji had been tossing and turning the night before.

Draken lectured him about Baji’s confession to you. A strong friendship you two had, even though he threw subtle flirting here and there, and even accompanied you more often than he’d do with his friends. His mind wandered elsewhere, always pondering about the ‘what if’s and what possibly could happen if such words were said from his mouth.

Baji typically did not worry so much. More so, he’d rather chuck out a “fuck it” from his lips and toothy grin, but with you, he felt different. These feelings were new—emotional, and a whirlwind for him. A hurricane hitting the edge of night such as the moment he was experiencing, with tobacco arousing the air and the honking of cars that were starting to aggravate him.

He watched his phone flicker from the desk and he jolted to it immediately, watching your name pop up in the notifications. ‘You’re up, right? :)’ it read, and God. A fucking lovely dovey bastard, he was. Baji’s grin grew in an instant, where he took the phone in his hands. The dancing wind trails into his bedroom quickly; tongue nearly tasting the tip of tobacco and half-lit cigarettes from the bars down the street. He was lost in fulfillment; the edge of excitement and the start of a lovestruck high.

‘Night drive on my bike?’ He texted, fingers moving rapidly on the screen.

His smile doesn’t fade.

We don’t need

Anything

Or anyone

Baji always recalled that the world spun slowly, but it happened to freeze in a moment in time with your presence around. As if you were the magic touch to his life. He could’ve sworn he was crazy—insane, almost. A young boy who was so immersed with the touch of another that could possibly not share the same feelings back—maybe that was silly. Though Baji never gave two damns, or in this case, a big fuck, for that matter. At least you were alive; breathing. Cherishing smiles with one another.

He waited outside of your house, snickering while you snuck your way out of the bedroom window. Typical of you to commit such crimes under the rules of your parents. A ‘baddie’, he’d call you, only to be earned with a smack on his shoulder as a reward. A playful act from you. Even Baji found amusement in it.

“It’s late, isn’t it?” You said, wrapping a thin blanket around your figure.

Baji smirked, leaning on his bike. ‘Act cool... or just be calm,’ he thought, slowly fading his lips into a bright grin. He shook his head, patting on the empty seat behind him. The wind was steady; sweet moon singing its gentle lullabies across the navy blue.

“I missed you,” he said, cocking his head.

You blinked. “We just saw each other at school today. And you miss me already?”

“How could I not?” He chuckled. “It’s you, of course.”

‘Are you getting the hint?’ he pursed his lips at his mental thought.

“Guess that means our friendship is really something special, huh?” You laughed, throwing your head back.

Sighing, Baji nodded. Typical of you to react that way. Part of him wondered if that was your hint right back at him to portray your loss of interest in him romantically. Perhaps that was the case, and Baji was being a dumb fuck—at least, he’d call himself that sometimes, when he didn’t act so stubborn on his own part. The night was young, again, a prison to his mind; thoughts behind bars, but Baji remained his cool.

Or he tried to.

He forced a smile, patting the empty seat once again. “Hop on. I wanna go for a drive.”

“Where are you going to take me?” You asked, tilting your head.

“It’s a surprise,” he responded.

“Oh, so you’re not gonna tell me?” Laughing in response, you nodded. “You might end up killing me in the forest for all I know.”

Baji furrowed his eyebrows. “As if I’d ever do something stupid like that.”

“You already do pretty dumb things like get yourself in endless fights and—”

“Okay, okay,” Baji interrupted, waving a hand. He snickered aimlessly. “Are you going to stand there and roast me all night?”

You smiled. “It’s no different from how I am at school, right?”

His lips tightened. ‘When you look like that… shit,’ he swore in his head mentally before clearing his throat.

Baji felt your body jump on the bike, causing his breath to hitch. He continuously told himself to calm down, like. Seriously. ‘Calm the fuck down.’ As much as he didn’t want to admit it, your words remained true to his ears—it was no different from how you acted in school. Witty responses and cheeky smiles—the one where your tongue stuck out between your teeth kind of thing—and Baji loved it all about you.

At least, he knew how to keep his feelings hidden; a secret tucked within his chest; hidden scripts beneath the moonlight—the night wind rings once more.

If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Around the fresh hit of ten-thirty at night, Baji recognized that the world around him began to suffocate him in an unpleasurable way imaginable. It was an odd type of feeling; a large heaviness encircled him, where he gripped the handles of the bike tighter than before. What really kept him at bay was your laughter soaring through the air—humming street lights shimmering from up above, to be the remaining illumination across the splatters of constellations that began to flicker across the dead of night.

He recalled a short moment not too long ago—from the past week—that Mitsuya talked to him about opening up about his feelings properly, rather than throwing hints everywhere from the tight hugs and the quick reassurance of him popping at your front door. “So fucking clingy, man,” Mitsuya laughed at him for it. Baji held back a punch at his friend’s pretty face; he recently dyed his lavender hair, so Baji wanted to be nice for a bit.

Not that Baji would have ever laid a hand viciously on his closest friends, let alone his truest members in Toman. Let alone you. With your dangerous smile that always caused his heart to rise above shore; barely sinking beneath the sea of his smitten emotions—that was enough for him to act more irritated than usual. He didn’t blame you for being dense; partially, but Baji could’ve sworn it would’ve been better as friends, anyway.

He drove on, recalling that his own world was approaching too close in his own head. Though your arms around his waist tightened, causing time to slow down for a short moment. Baji smiled, kissing the night breeze that was striking his ponytail in waves; strands tickling the back of his neck. You. Just—you. Everything about your presence was enough to recall that nothing else mattered in the world. Just you.

He fought back an exhale, thinking about the nearest exit to take to get to the destination he hoped to reach right in time when the night remained young to both of your childish hearts. There was nothing else in this world to him now, not even the passing by cars that swept past his ears.

Hoping that one getaway could only keep him and you together—even if not meant to be as soulmates bound together with each other’s heartstrings; a growth of friendship was enough for him to find acceptance in at some point.

“Hey, are you sure you know where you’re going?” You called out, gripping on him tighter.

He grinned, nodding once. “Of course I do. I’m trying to kill you tonight.”

“No weapons?” Baji practically pictured you pout in his head. Cute. You let out a playful groan. “And you even said you wouldn’t do such a thing to me, what happened?”

“Shit, well, I change my mind a lot,” he said out loud, huffing out a laugh. “Thought you knew that.”

“Nooo,” your voice trailed out. “Not at all.”

“You’re funny,” he quipped playfully, looking back at you with one glance. “And cute when you hold onto me like this.”

You shake your head, sighing. “Well, if I’m just gonna get murdered by you tonight, then I probably should let go—”

“Don’t even think about it, crazy.”

“Says the mass murderer himself. Planning to kill all of Toman too?”

“Hilarious.”

“I aim to please.”

‘You really do,’ Baji thought.

I don’t quite know

How to say

How I feel

Near the edge of the city lies a large open field with mass hills, perfectly shaped for the view of watching the stars dance with one another. Baji took you there, with a greedy smile and prideful stance in his heart, but he also held back at the same time. Your exhausted face planted against his back during the bike ride got his mind to wander elsewhere. Damn. The emotions you took him on—an exciting adrenaline rush that he had always yearned the spark for yet at some point, Keisuke Baji wasn’t all the man he bestowed to be.

A gang member; violent to his bones. Also, a stubborn asshole who had a bit of a temper problem. Heart soft for kittens despite the bits of his enemy’s blood tattered across his knuckles. At some point, Baji wondered if he had been the right person for you—at least, much to his perspective, despite the look of a confident man, he felt so endearing to you—so soft. An opposite from his usual nature. He liked it but questioned it a bit too much.

He turned into the parking lot, mentally wondering why there weren’t that many people on a Friday night. Then again, he kept himself quiet—and thanked God for giving him a precious moment in time where he can find peace with you. His chance. Baji had given himself an opportunity; his walls were structured, but the gate was wide open—only for you to hear his true words.

“Everything looks so peaceful,” you yawned. He parked the bike, gazing down at the swaying grass in front of him. ‘Fuck, can I do this?’ he thought before whipping his head to face you.

“Sure, s’cause you’re here,” Baji grinned; toothy fangs making him look cheeky. “I wouldn’t want to be here with anyone else.”

“You’re just saying that.”

“Am not.”

“Sure.”

“Hold my hand,” Baji said, laying his hand on yours. Your widened eyes caused him to startle on his breath for a split second, forgetting what reality was for that frozen moment in time. He smiled gently, eyes twinkling underneath the faint moonlight. “Let’s go stargazing.”

You blinked. “You drove all this way to go look at the stars?”

“Well, m’just a little bit of a romantic kind of guy,” Baji smiled, quickly getting off his bike before he grabbed hold of your waist to have you stand close to him. He wanted to tell you about his feelings, during the creep of the evening—lost words hissing like a vagrant cat. “Come on, don’t wanna leave me waiting, do you?”

Smiling, your forehead rested against his shoulder. Baji’s eyes widened, clearly caught off guard by your actions. “Maybe I do,” you responded. “Even just standing here with you makes me feel safe and happy.”

He closed his eyes, lips still pursed into a smile. “I adore you, Y/N. I really do…”

“Buuut!” Your voice echoed throughout the night. Baji could’ve sworn he heard a melody play across the world—the one that had stopped spinning for him. “Let’s go to the fields. You didn’t just drive all this way for nothing, right?”

You grabbed his hand, dragging him into the fields. Baji wailed out that you should’ve slowed down, but fuck it, seriously. At the given moment he had to witness your beaming grin from the sparkles of the night. All for where you two shouted out loud to each other. Voices echoed. Two exuberant souls jogging across the night.

Experiencing a memory with each other like no other—just this.

You.

Baji ached for his feelings to speak for themselves in such a way.

Those three words

Are said too much

They’re not enough

A mere simple three words shouldn’t have been so frightening yet Baji choked up on it several times. He recalled a memory where Mikey and Mitsuya watched him speak in front of his bedroom mirror; an actor rehearsing. They laughed at him, calling him ‘whipped’ for you already—and they were earned with shoes thrown to their heads but they didn’t seem to mind. (Of course not.)

The perfect words never really crossed Baji’s mind. All that swirled in his head was your presence, where he pictured scenarios of your hand tucked with his. Sharing laughter across the blinks of the morning to the farewell of the sun at its peak of the night.

From the boisterous boy he was, every ounce of him was screaming out the three words—enough to break the close friendship that he had with you—but the sound was trapped inside him. Nightly. Prisoner behind bars—once again.

Baji laid there on the grass with you, not minding the slight tickles on his back, and he turned his head to watch you talk about a childhood story—or something. He mentally cursed at himself for not paying attention, but he wandered on about debating if he should hold your hand one more time. Maybe ask you to sit up and listen to his words; an open speech of a perfectly laid-out confession that he rehearsed on repeat in his head.

‘Why is this so fucking hard?’ he thought, fighting back a scoff.

“Hey, Keisuke,” you called out his name, causing Baji to blink back to the present moment. Shit.

He cleared his throat. “What’s up?”

“Can I ask you something?”

He nodded. “Well, ‘course. What’s in that pretty little head of yours?”

“Sometimes, I like the idea of us hanging out like this.”

Baji smirked, raising a brow. “We hang out all the time, love. S’no different from any other time.”

“Well, yeah, but—” you blinked, whipping your head in his direction. “Did you just call me ‘love’?”

He gulped. Fucking hell. “No.”

“You did, didn’t you?”

“I obviously didn’t.”

You chuckled out loud. “I definitely heard you say that.”

“Shut it, Y/N, or else I will hit you.”

“Go ahead. Hit me.”

Baji groaned, placing a palm over his face. Only in hopes of hiding the faint pink tingling his cheeks. “M’kay, yeah. I did. Sorry. Don’t wanna make this shit more awkward than it needs to be.”

“You’re cute, Kei,” you laughed, pinching the bridge of your nose. “For someone like you, you seem to really have a huge soft spot sometimes.”

Baji pursed his lips. “Did you really have to call me out like that?”

Nodding, you grinned.

“Of course.”

If I lay here

If I just lay here

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

“Say it.”

He watched you smile close to him, head dipped back into the grass. Baji thought about keeping you close to him—but he fought against the idea of pulling you into his chest. Even then, with you two underneath the belt of Orion and the moon singing to his heart, he felt himself shift in position. You always portrayed a soft month of welcomes, a reminder of orange and red leaves at the start of autumn from the season’s changing hues.

Calm. A fresh breeze of sweet serendipity. Baji adored it, wanted it, needed it—all of you. For it was a breath of air from all of the vexation and conflict he arose being in a gang. At least, like he always said to himself, when the world would stop for a moment in time with you, he’d forget all about it, because you’ve always been beautiful.

He’s on a hook for a long time. Being reeled into your touch. Waiting impatiently for the moment where he could find the right time to speak out the truest words to his heart.

You hummed, keeping your eyes closed. “I wanted to ask you something.”

Baji blinked, sighing. “Right, I got that. So say it, or are you gonna hide more secrets from me?”

“I’m not hiding anything from you.”

“M’kay, so spill.”

You exhaled deeply, shaking your head against the grass. “Do you ever think about a moment in time that feels so unreal that your mind just freezes for a few seconds?”

‘Fucking mind reader, maybe?’ Baji chuckled to his mental thought before clearing his throat. He looks up at the dark sky; stardust twinkling across his irises. Heart heavy in unspoken feelings. “Yeah, ‘course,” he responded. “All the time… especially with you.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Oh.” You said, smiling. Looking down, you reached for his hand, and his fingers twitched for a moment. Eventually, Baji allowed the moment to occur; letting it fall into a subspace of nothing but both of your souls gazing into the constellation of each other’s eyes. His heart bursted—overwhelmed with the build-up confidence for the intangible moment. “One more question.”

He grinned, gripping onto your hand harder. “Do tell.”

“If I just lay here, would you lie with me and just forget the world?”

Forget what we’re told

Before we get too old

Show me a garden that’s bursting into life

Without an answer in response, Baji sat up, pulling you close to him. Your nose lingered the scent of his cheap cologne; a type of perfume he used to ‘look cool’, or so you thought. Moon brightened up to its core of sweet Orions that danced above the two quiet souls beneath the navy’s horizon. Baji sighed deeply, taking in the moment before keeping you closer to his chest. Heaven. His mother consistently talked about the happy moments of an afterlife. Though he knew how paradise was once you inched your fingers across his waist, slowly wrapping into a tighter hug.

“You and me, ‘kay?” Baji whispered, close to your ears. “Let’s waste time chasing cars around our heads,” he chuckled, fiddling back to the memories of the late drives he took you on—only to have the excuse of keeping your body close to his. Unforgotten Polaroids dashed across his mind; cherishable momentos of the perfect existence in life that he always redeemed to call home. You.

I need your grace

To remind me

To find my own

“I have something to tell you.”

You gulped at his bold statement. “Sure. Talk to me.”

“I—” Baji shot his heart for a moment, quickly stopping before turning away. He sighed, dipping his head down to your shoulders, causing you to gasp in confusion.

“Hey, uh—”

“Don’t talk,” his head shook in frustration.

If I lay here

“You’re scaring me.”

“M’sorry,” Baji exhaled, hugging you tighter. “Just don’t wanna fuck this up.”

You pat his head, gently caressing the tousled strands of his hair. His posture softens at your touch before your nose paints the skin of his slightly exposed neck. Baji nearly choked on his breath, only to tighten his grasp on you. Almost as if one trip and you’d fall—not on his watch. Not ever. Like hell.

“I’m here, okay?” You said.

“I can’t fuck this up, seriously.”

“I’m going to stay.”

“Will you—please?”

If I just lay here

You nodded, pulling away from the hug. “I will always stay for you, Baji.”

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

Baji blinked in disbelief before chuckling underneath his breath inaudibly. Furrowing your eyebrows at him, he covered his mouth, attempting to hide the tint of pink twirling around his skin. His cheeks flushed into a dusty rose. Embarrassment flickered across his irises.

He knew the right words—what to say. The others always taunted him. A mere simple three words that he rehearsed in his head were now a vinyl on repeat; his heart struck with Cupid’s arrow. Baji admitted to himself mentally, with your presence in front of him, to be the gateway to what heaven was really like—at least, you were everything. Only for him. And a chance to have you—forever.

Forget what we’re told

Before we get too old

Show me a garden that’s bursting into life

Without hesitation, without another thought, without another sigh.

Baji leaned in, throwing his palms around your cheeks—ignoring the heat rising to his fingers once his lips were pressed on yours. His legs shook, where you nearly fell back onto the grass but your hands kept yourself steady on the ground. Arms shaking; body falling into a blink of a release, he smiled along with the kiss, not thinking once that you weren’t kissing him back for a second—only before your hands toyed with his hair cautiously; he grinned at that, feeling complete.

All that I am

All that I ever was

Is here in your perfect eyes, they’re all I can see

“I’m in love with you.”

He shakily said, breaths fanning across your lips. Baji gritted his teeth; toothy fangs prominent from his nervousness. Watching his movement shuffle in an awkward manner was rather new, but instead of being unpleasant, you giggle closer to his lips. Soft, sweet, tender, proud—all at once, Baji felt calm emotions after the emotions had bursted from his erratic heart. A blessing, almost. Similar to love poems that he’d attempt to write or the lovestruck songs on repeat in his mind.

“Finally,” you exhaled. “About time you said it.”

I don’t know where

Confused about how as well

Just know that these things will never change for us at all

“I love you,” Baji said out loud, keeping his palms on your cheeks. Eyes widening at your grin, he laughs pridefully. “I love you, I’m in love with you—shit, I love you!” He yells it out loud, hoping that the moon would hear his confession; wide and clear, voice dancing throughout the bits of grass tickling his ankles.

If I lay here

“Please,” Baji sighed, dipping his forehead against yours. He brushed his lips against the tip of your nose, causing you to stop breathing for a second. “Hear me out again.”

You smiled. “Always, Keisuke.”

If I just lay here

“So you’ve always known?”

“It was pretty obvious.”

He snapped at himself for acting so foolish all this time, but Baji only threw it off to the side as a mere joke. Baji didn’t think much about anything else tumbling through his mind. Three words. Even much more than that—was it enough? Especially for your sake. With the stars dancing in your eyes at that moment, perhaps it was enough to fulfill Baji’s heart even with the soaring burst of silver constellations.

“Okay,” Baji grinned, rubbing his nose against yours, causing you to laugh. “One more question.”

“I’m all ears.”

Would you lie with me and just forget the world?

“Be mine?”

tags: @spoofybun @sonder-paradise @duckiichan @nullified-kiss @ravenina14 @3-am-depression @manjirose

october 31st, year 2005. 11:03 p.m.

you left your window open, as usual. he would always climb through the structures of your home late at night to visit you

it was your little secret rutine

he stumbled upon your things, stepping over them. always making a mess

but you couldn't care less, he would always be there, every single night. smiling at you with that particular grin that resembles trouble. the one that made you fall for him

sometimes covered in blood, sometimes in cat fur, sometimes both

he is everything you need, he is everything you ever wanted

where is him?

he mentioned the night before that he would have to fight today, but he promised to be back to you like he always did, he insisted you didn’t have to worry, still

where is him?

your sheets were covered of his scent from all the times he stayed to sleep by your side. bodies mingled in a web of legs and arms, sharing the most intimate kisses and also trying so hard to lower the volume of your constant laughter. whispering to each other how your days went. he always beat you up with the most thrilling stories

both keeping each other in a warm embrace in the privacy of your room. no one has ever seen this side of him. he is completely yours and you are entirely his

the wandering wild eyes that stared deeply at yours, were the definition of an intoxicating promise

pure love

11: 57 p.m. halloween day coming to an end

you received a call. it was chifuyu

what could he possibly need to say this late at night? it was most probably about your boyfriend

you immediately picked up

reblogging this again because I loved it so much

SUMMARY. Y/N in still wrapped around her ex from twelve years ago, Ken Ryuguji, aka “Draken”. Keisuke Baji has been with her through thick and thin. She’ll have a choice to make. Her best friend, or her first love?

PAIRINGS. Keisuke Baji x Fem!Reader, Draken x Fem!Reader, Draken x Emma Sano

THEMES. Best friends to lovers, Love triangle, Oblivious pining, Crack, Angst, Slowburn

WARNINGS. Aged Up Characters, Language, mentions of violence, unrequited feelings, angst

STATUS. Completed

MASTERLIST.

It’s Not That Deep

Actually, It’s Your

Okay Sis Calm Down

Macarena Through The Anxiety

Idiot In Tin Foil

I Have a Plan

I Am A Clown

Code Red

Nani?

Shut Up Simp

*Whip Noises*

Everlong

Hanma’s Adventure

Drama King

I Ain’t Telling

Shut Up, Bitch

Forget It

The Sad Girls™

Money For Feet Pics

Drunk Lazer Tag

GNO

I Volunteer As Tribute

Les Acermen

Nope. Don’t Like That

Go Best Friend

Just Kiss Already

No More Excuses

(Mentally Screaming Inside)

I Win

All These Red Lights

Good News

The Audacity [Final]

EXTRAS.

Dank Meme Gallery

Baji as Howl Pendragon

Y/N'S SQUAD

DRAKEN'S SQUAD

𝐃𝐚𝐲 𝟐. 𝐁𝐚𝐣𝐢- 𝐅𝐚𝐜𝐞-𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠

Summary: Having you laid out all pretty for him isn't enough anymore. (Kinktober Masterlist)

TW\CW- Baji is 26, pussy-eating, cunnilings, AFAB reader, multiple orgasms.

Keisuke Baji loves everything about you, but if you were too ask him what his favorite thing about you were too be, he'd say his favorite thing about you is how you taste. You'd believe him, he always has his face buried between your thighs anyway, so it makes sense, but... there's something about tonight, he seems feral tonight. The tell-tale being how deep his nails are digging into your thighs, like he can't get enough- and he truly can't. He doesn't feel like his tongue is deep enough or his face is close enough- none of it is enough for him. That's why you're sat on his face, your thighs squeezing tight around his head as he holds you down on his mouth by your waist. His tongue rolling your clit as you hump against his face and pull at his hair, long and pretty, tangled around your fingers as your back arches and he attempts too push his face up closer to your cunt.

Growls rumbling deep from his chest as his eyes slip open and they meet your own, they're crazed as his tongue delves deep into your warm walls and he keeps trying too pull you closer. It's almost like he can't comprehend the fact that you can't get any closer- like he doesn't understand that his tongue can't reach any deeper, or maybe he just doesn't want too understand that it's physically impossible. But he keeps trying anyway, as he spreads your lips apart, sucking on you as you arch your hips closer to his face, hips desperately trying too get him deeper. His big hands squeezing at your waist as he guides you up and down on his tongue. Using his tongue too fuck you as if it was his cock that you're riding, continuing too move you against him, his nose nudging against your clit. Your grasp on his hair is tight, you know he's gonna have a headache later by how hard you're tugging on it, the thought of ripping it from the root pops up in your head but it quickly passes as his tongue continues too attack your clit; relentlessly.

"There you go baby, ride my fucking tongue- shiiiit there you go princess- good? Is it good?" He's breathless, his pupils are dilated and he's crazed as he continues too drag your abused cunt across his face. He's panting against your cunt as he continues too bounce you on his tongue, his face is drenched in your slick, so soaked it's dripping down his chin and bleeding through his shirt. His nails are so deep that when he slides them down to your ass and you look down, there's scratch marks, drops of blood sliding down your ass and staining the bed sheets more so then your own slick as he lays a heavy slap across the fat of your right ass cheek. It's too much as he pushes you closer to your third orgasm that night, building so quickly that your abdomen is starting too hurt and you're unsure if you're trying too pull him closer too get his tongue too slow down or if you're just yearning too get that point, too feel that euphoric feeling again. Your hands quickly pull away from his hair as they readjust to the back of his head, still trying too pull him closer, before going to your chest, only to, seconds later, brace against the wall. It's hard too sit still. Hard too calm your racing heart from the overstimulating to your cunt. Spreading and kneading your ass apart as he keeps eye-contact with your face as soft little growls fall from his lips and he's nuzzling the tip of his nose into your clit.

He's leaving open-mouthed kisses from your clit to the opening of your pussy, harshly sucking at your clit as you cry out, tears welling up in your eyes as your stomach sucks in on itself. Your head tosses back your tongue hangs out and spit slides down to your tits. One of his hands stays on your ass as the other groups at your tit, smearing your spit over your nipple before he roughly tugs on it and your hips buck into his mouth. He's preening when he feels your cunt convulse around his tongue, his eyes are going wider as his tongue moves faster, you know you're close but you know it's not for you- it's for him. As soon as he tastes the first pool of your cum on his tongue, he's moving and it's quick. You're on your back before you can even think as he's throwing your legs over his shoulders and he's spreading your pussy open wider with his thumb as his tongues shoves itself back in. He's gulping it down, he's not breathing as he continues too dig his face deeper into your pussy, warm tongue sucking up your slick, leaving hickies on your clit, the bud becoming quickly overstimulated as he continues too tongue-fuck you through your orgasm. But he's not stopping, not even as you push at his face, your body thrashing as you shake your head at him, but he won't stop, too pussy-drunk too realise it or maybe too un-caring, especially as he continues too lap at you before speaking in a raspy panicked voice.

"Let me go again baby- fuckin' please baby- I need it, I really really do baby please!"