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hii! I'm new to this platform and I haven't fully understood how it works yet... also, english is not my first language. but here are some headcanons <3
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— Ran Haitani in a relationship HCS ᡣ𐭩
He seems like the type who, at least at school, has always been successful with girls. He loves to please himself but has never been interested in a relationship. Then he met you and changed his point of view slightly
Many headcanons see him as someone who cheats, but to me (at least before Bonten) he's someone who wouldn't even remotely imagine cheating. If he really doesn't feel anything anymore, he prefers to leave. So no, no cheating with him
His way of showing you that he cares is by teasing you. Any time is a good time to whisper something in your ear or put yourself in "strange" positions. He loves seeing you panicked and red-cheeked
He loves walking around Roppongi hand in hand with you. The surprised look of his subordinates when they see him with such a beautiful girl is priceless for him. He will often put his arm around your shoulder or give you a kiss just to see how jealous they are
He will hardly find a partner shorter than himself. So get ready for height jokes because when you want to kiss him, even if you stand on tiptoe, you won't get to his face. He uses this excuse to pick you up, he love to pick you up by your thighs and lift you up while you hold yourself up by placing your hands on his shoulders or around his neck
His brother is important to him and always will be, so he will force you to like each other. It often happens that you go out and Rindou joins you
At school you are a bit feared by students who are part of other gangs. Ever since they saw you at the exit of school running towards Ran and kissing him, they understood that if they don't want to find themselves massacred they have to stay away from you
It's not something you do often, but you like to trace the lines of his tattoo on his chest with your fingers: it happens when you're at the beach or Ran is simply has hot and wants to be shirtless. If you like it, imagine how crazy this thing drives your boyfriend
Speaking of tattoos, he'd love to have something matchate with you. Since he has one (and in the future two) matched with his brother, sooner or later he would ask you to have one with you. Maybe something related to your back or neck
He's let you do makeup on his face a few times, and he's found that eyeliner doesn't look bad on him. He would learn to do it but he makes a mistake on purpose when you're together so you can do it again. It's a chance to hold you closer to him and squeeze your hips while you tell him to stop
hii! I'm new to this platform and I haven't fully understood how it works yet... also, english is not my first language. but here are some headcanons <3
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— Ran Haitani in a relationship HCS ᡣ𐭩
He seems like the type who, at least at school, has always been successful with girls. He loves to please himself but has never been interested in a relationship. Then he met you and changed his point of view slightly
Many headcanons see him as someone who cheats, but to me (at least before Bonten) he's someone who wouldn't even remotely imagine cheating. If he really doesn't feel anything anymore, he prefers to leave. So no, no cheating with him
His way of showing you that he cares is by teasing you. Any time is a good time to whisper something in your ear or put yourself in "strange" positions. He loves seeing you panicked and red-cheeked
He loves walking around Roppongi hand in hand with you. The surprised look of his subordinates when they see him with such a beautiful girl is priceless for him. He will often put his arm around your shoulder or give you a kiss just to see how jealous they are
He will hardly find a partner shorter than himself. So get ready for height jokes because when you want to kiss him, even if you stand on tiptoe, you won't get to his face. He uses this excuse to pick you up, he love to pick you up by your thighs and lift you up while you hold yourself up by placing your hands on his shoulders or around his neck
His brother is important to him and always will be, so he will force you to like each other. It often happens that you go out and Rindou joins you
At school you are a bit feared by students who are part of other gangs. Ever since they saw you at the exit of school running towards Ran and kissing him, they understood that if they don't want to find themselves massacred they have to stay away from you
It's not something you do often, but you like to trace the lines of his tattoo on his chest with your fingers: it happens when you're at the beach or Ran is simply has hot and wants to be shirtless. If you like it, imagine how crazy this thing drives your boyfriend
Speaking of tattoos, he'd love to have something matchate with you. Since he has one (and in the future two) matched with his brother, sooner or later he would ask you to have one with you. Maybe something related to your back or neck
He's let you do makeup on his face a few times, and he's found that eyeliner doesn't look bad on him. He would learn to do it but he makes a mistake on purpose when you're together so you can do it again. It's a chance to hold you closer to him and squeeze your hips while you tell him to stop
Hi! I'd like to request headcanons or small fic (whatever you prefer I'm fine with anything) for Ran Haitani (teen) with a crush that's getting bullied for liking him because others think the reader/crush doesn't match "Ran's" level?
I hope I explained this well but in case it's confusing... I'm really sorry🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— At your level
The hall is crowded, a river of students moving in scattered groups, some laughing and joking, some pushing the other with light elbows, some dragging themselves at a slow pace, still half asleep. The voices mix, creating a continuous buzz that bounces between the walls covered with noticeboards and school posters. As I walk through the school hall, I feel the eyes of some classmates resting on me, like pinpricks piercing the air thick with chatter and muffled laughter
Someone turns around, I notice it out of the corner of my eye, and immediately lowers his gaze as soon as he meets mine. Others whisper among themselves, and even if I don't hear the words, I know very well that I am occupying their conversations. The incessant shouting seems to become more intense as I get closer to the small groups scattered here and there. The unspoken words weigh like boulders, they slip into my ears, and I realize that every look I feel on me is full of assumptions, half-truths, gossip whispered in the corridors and bathrooms
"I wonder if she ever sees herself in a mirror! Really, she thinks she's some kind of deity to point right at him?" — "I feel sorry for her. I would never want to receive such a strong no from him. You know, it's him!"
There is no need for anyone to say anything openly; the mischievous smiles, the fleeting eyes, the way they narrow together when I pass are already eloquent enough. I am a cumbersome presence, a figure that attracts attention even when I would like to be invisible. I continue walking, keeping my face impassive, as if I don't notice anything, even if each step seems to mark the rhythm of their silent judgments
Every step I take weighs on me more and more, and not only because I feel the gazes on me, it's as if every day the weight of my mistake becomes more unbearable. Six months ago I would never have imagined that I would end up like this, at the center of these poisonous gossip. If only I hadn't made everything so obvious that day... If only I had kept my mouth shut or handled the situation better, I wouldn't be here now feeling judged at every turn, a victim of their hissy comments and fake smiles. I regret it more and more. It's a feeling that grows inside me like a weed, that envelops everything and leaves me no respite. I can't stop thinking about how I could have avoided all of this. All it took was a little more discretion, a little more silence. Maybe if I had been smarter, I could now just walk down this hall without feeling like a circus animal in front of everyone's eyes
I can't help but move forward, trying to keep my head up, even if inside I just feel more tired and wanting to disappear
“Y/n Chan, Y/n Chan!” a voice shouts behind me, and before I turn I find Moyaku, a girl two years younger than me who is nevertheless the only one who doesn't bother me "Y/n Chan! I finally managed to get the melonpan, here " says the girl, handing me the sweet that I said I wanted so much in a text message last night. I take the treat and smile at her, silently thanking her. She smiles back at me and decides to walk beside me, since this morning we have lessons in two nearby classes "Usual comments...?" the girl asks in a low voice, noticing the whispers of the other people "The usual ones" I say listlessly, biting a piece of the melonpan. We walk a little further in silence
"For me you could ask your half brother" says Moyaku, but I shake my head "Mamoru already said that I have to manage on my own" I say, but the girl next to me sighs "He only says that because he's afraid of getting into trouble with the Haitans since he's in that Toman thing. Damn though, he's your relative! He should protect you" says the girl but I laugh a little at her comment "He doesn't even consider me his sister... forget it, really" I say throwing away the waste paper dessert in a basket, biting the last piece
"I would defend you if I had the chance... but they never listen to the little ones" says Moyaku, but I grab her hand caressing it "You don't have to do anything, really. I appreciate your presence" I say with a smile, and she seems to want to end the conversation. We say goodbye and everyone goes into their own classroom
While the other kids enter the classroom, I sit at my desk and watch the rain of backpacks landing noisily on the tables, while voices quickly fill the air. My thoughts, however, are far away, anchored to that precise moment six months ago, when everything change
I'm in my third year and, looking back, I realize how absurd it seems to me that something that happened so recently could have transformed my school life so much. For almost two whole years I had been carrying a secret crush on Ran Haitani, the boy that all girls notice, the one who doesn't go unnoticed even when he does nothing to attract attention. Ran is popular, almost unattainable, a year older than me. I met him when I was only in my first year, still insecure and disoriented in the school corridors
He was different from all the others, and not only because he was already well established and known, but for his efficiency, for how he moved with confidence, especially during training sessions at the sports club. He practices running, and is good, or rather, very good. It's impossible not to notice him, with those fast and precise steps, the sweat sliding down his forehead as he passes the others as if nothing had happened. He was so charming, unreachable. Maybe it was precisely this that made me fall in love with him: that security, that aura that surrounded him
Then there was that period in which he lived near me, a lucky coincidence, which allowed me to see him every morning. We took the same route to school, me, him and his brother Rindou. Even though we didn't talk much, those moments were precious to me. They were little fragments of normality that made me daydream, made me hope that, maybe, one day, he would notice something more in me
Finally, after a long time keeping those feelings in secret, six months ago I took all my courage and declared myself. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I was going to faint. I was so sure that he would reject me, that he would say no gently and leave me to pick up the pieces of my pride. But it didn't happen that way. He didn't say no, but he didn't say yes either. He simply said he had to think about it, and I, with a lump in my throat, accepted that answer, hoping, dreaming that time would work in my favor
But something went wrong. In a short time, the news of my declaration went around the school, becoming a topic of gossip. I had declared myself to Ran Haitani, someone like him, out of my league. And now, I'm here, every day, paying the price for that choice, a victim of comments and giggles, regretting not having kept to myself those feelings that now only seem like a weapon against me
I often find myself wondering what my life would have been like if he had said yes. Maybe everything would be different now. Maybe I would walk the halls with a more confident smile, knowing that my heart was not broken, but welcomed. I imagine myself talking to him between lessons, laughing together, hearing those jokes that always made me smile when, every now and then, we happened to talk during those short journeys to school. But it didn't happen that way. The reality is that he doesn't talk to me anymore, and that "I have to think about it" that had left me hanging turned out, over time, to be just a polite way of saying no without openly hurting me. It's painful to admit it, but I can no longer hide behind illusions or empty hopes
After all, if he really wanted to say yes to me, he would have done it. Instead, it left me hanging on by a thin thread, which eventually broke. The silence that followed was even more eloquent than any words. With each passing day, I realized that his "I have to think about it" was nothing more than a sweet lie to make me believe that there was still a possibility, because in addition to being handsome he is also an asshole if he wants to be. Now, as I watch the other guys enter the classroom, with their seemingly simple and uncomplicated lives, I realize that I cannot change what has happened. That's how it happened, and I have to accept it. I have to stop tormenting myself with the "ifs" and "buts", because the truth is that he chose to walk away
The lesson begins and I try to concentrate. I take notes, the sound of the pen sliding on the paper is almost relaxing, a rhythm that keeps me anchored to reality while the teacher's voice fills the classroom. I try not to think about anything else, I immerse myself in the written words, in the explanation I'm trying to follow, even if every now and then my mind wanders, inevitably returning to those thoughts that I would prefer to avoid. But time passes and, after a few hours, we finally have the chance to go out
I leave the classroom and stop for a moment, letting the other students pass me. When I look up, I see something that makes my eyes widen. Moyaku is outside his class and is talking to Rindou Haitani, Ran's brother. I can't believe what I see. The two of them have never had contact before, at least not that I know of. Moyaku never told me about him, and I certainly wouldn't have guessed that they knew each other, let alone had anything to discuss. Also, Rindou is a fourth year and my friend is a first year. Yet, there they were, completely engrossed in the conversation. They seem so focused, so serious. I stop for a moment, unsure whether to get closer or stay away. Something inside me stirs, a curiosity mixed with a slight sense of apprehension. Why are they talking? What is it about?
As I continue to stare at Moyaku and Rindou, I notice that she sees me. His eyes meet mine, and for a moment he seems to freeze. Then, with a speed that surprises me, he moves away from Rindou and towards me. His pace is slightly hurried, and when he gets close to me, I notice a hint of agitation in his gaze. Still, he smiles at me, that smile I know well, one that tries to reassure me. I decide not to ask questions. If it were something important, she would have told me something right away, or at least that's what I tell myself to calm the curiosity gnawing inside me. Instead, we start chatting about this and that as we walk together towards the canteen. We talk about the usual things: homework, teachers, some jokes about our classmates. I try to let myself go into the conversation, but part of me keeps thinking about that moment outside of class, that dialogue between her and Rindou that I can't get out of my head
The hours pass quickly, between lessons and notes, and before I know it, it's almost time to go home. I gather my things and head towards the exit, when suddenly Moyaku joins me. She doesn't say anything, but hands me a note with a certain urgency, as if she's afraid to think about it again at the last moment. Her eyes are shifty, and before I can say anything, she turns and runs away, heading for the school gate. I stand there, ticket in hand, confused and slightly worried. What does all this mean? I look around, trying to see if anyone has noticed the scene, but everyone seems too busy thinking about their day to pay attention to us
With my heart beating a little faster, I slowly open the note "At 5.30pm in the hall in front of the Chemistry classroom on the third floor. I may be slightly late, so please wait a few minutes"
I open the note with slightly trembling hands, and begin to read. The message is short, almost hasty, but its content leaves me confused. It could very well be a joke, I think to myself, another attempt by the students to prank me and make me feel even more out of place than I already do. No explanation, no clue as to who might have written it or why I should show up there. My first reaction is to ignore it. It could just be another way to humiliate me, to make me wait in vain in front of an empty classroom, perhaps with someone hiding around the corner ready to laugh at me. But then, as I reflect, I realize that I don't have much to lose: my reputation is already in tatters, the rumors about me and Ran continue to circulate, and at this point, one more humiliation wouldn't change much. Maybe it's just curiosity, or maybe it's the desire to know if there's something more behind the note
So, with a mixture of anxiety and resignation, I head towards the classroom. It's almost time until the appointed time, and as I get closer, I feel my heart beating faster. It's the last class of the day for fourth and second years, and I know the students will be leaving soon. I lean against the wall opposite the door, trying not to attract too much attention, even though I know it's inevitable that someone will notice me. Minutes pass, and eventually, as expected, students begin to leave the room. I watch them pass in front of me, but no one seems to notice my presence. It's 5.40pm, and I'm starting to think I've been the victim of a bad joke. I feel silly, and the thought of leaving becomes stronger and stronger
Just as I'm about to walk away, I suddenly feel an arm come around my shoulders. The contact is surprising, almost comforting, but it makes me jump. My heart speeds up even more as I slowly turn to see who the person is who decided to approach me in that unexpected way
My heart stops for a moment when I turn and see that it's him, Ran. I never imagined he would be here, in front of me, at a time like this. His arm is placed on my shoulders with a disarming ease, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, as he pulls me closer to him. His face is calm, that usual relaxed look that characterizes him, as if there is nothing strange or out of the ordinary in what he is doing. I, on the other hand, am anything but calm: a tornado of emotions stirs inside me: surprise, confusion, a slight hint of panic. I can't understand why he's doing this. It's as if everything around us has stopped. I can feel the eyes of the other students fixed on us, I see them turn, almost paralyzed with surprise. The corridor, which until a moment ago was filled with constant chatter, is now immersed in an unnatural silence, broken only by the distant sound of someone's footsteps walking away
The closeness between us is almost unreal, and I feel the warmth of his arm holding me tighter, as if he wants to protect us both from the curious and judging gazes that surround us. But I can't help but wonder if this is all just another illusion, another twist of fate that will end up breaking my heart "Don't worry doll, let me talk"he says with an even stranger ease
I just look at him, trying to read something in his eyes, something that will give me a clue. What is he saying? What the fuck is going on?
"I don't care who you are, whether you're first or last year. I'm engaged so leave me alone" he says, raising his voice slightly, and if before the hall was silent, now people aren't even breathing anymore
I am left completely frozen in place as his words hit me like lightning. I can't immediately process the meaning of what he said. The world seems to spin more slowly as his words echo in my head, trying to make sense. What do you mean? Is he telling everyone to stop bothering him, or... is he really talking about me?. His tone is firm, almost irritated, as if he is tired of all this, yet his grip on my shoulders remains firm, almost protective. But it is precisely this contradiction that confuses me the most. Why is he saying these things? And above all, why is he doing it this way, in front of everyone? I feel the gazes of others around us becoming even more intense, I sense the murmur starting to grow around us, but it's as if I'm in a bubble, isolated from everything that's happening. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can't find the words, not even to ask for explanations
I am suspended in a limbo of conflicting emotions: disbelief, hope, confusion. I wonder if he's trying to protect me, to stop the gossip, or if this is just a way to get rid of me once and for all. And as I stand there, motionless, with my mind spinning, the only thing I can do is look at him
"A little sudden right? Sorry doll. So, what were you saying that Wednesday?" he says, returning his gaze to me, as if the impossible hadn't just happened "Eh? That Wednesday?" I ask perplexed "The day you declared yourself" he says, smiling innocently at me, even if innocent is the last adjective to describe him. I desperately try to understand what is really behind his words that have just turned my whole world upside down. Do he really remember the exact day I declared myself? And above all, why does he want to continue the discussion?
"Look, declarations of love make me anxious even though I'm big and vaccinated, and yes, it took me six months to understand everything properly. Is it possible that that little friend of yours didn't tell you anything? Hell, I should have sent Rindou directly to you. .." he says playing with his braid, and strangely I see him a little anxious
And it is from his words that I connect Rindou and Moyaku's meeting this morning. Rindou asked her something about me...? "What did Rindou ask Moyaku?" I ask in surprise "No big deal, if you just still liked me" he says motioning for me to start walking, without removing his arm from around my shoulders. I look at him in surprise, and reconnect things for a moment: Ran asked Rindou to talk to Moyaku, my only friend, if he knew if I still liked him. Is he making fun of me and is he actually serious?
"I don't understand why you have to ridicule me in front of the whole school, I know how to accept a no! I did it for six months without telling you anything..." I say lowering my gaze, but I hear him chuckling "Trust me, if I wanted to make you ridiculous, I would have done it in more sadistic ways" he says and on the one hand I believe him
We remain silent for the entire journey as we arrive at the school gate. "So?" he asks “So what?” I ask, clutching my school bag "Are we a couple or not?" he asks nonchalantly
The temptation to run away and forget everything is great, but my heart beating faster than expected makes me remain immobile "I know, six months is a bit... but we just need to get there sooner or later, right? Then the your friend confirmed to Rindou that you still like me" he says with a certain seriousness "Six months of teasing is a lot, Ran" I say anxiously playing with my hands, which however he grabs, bringing one to his lips, which he kisses delicately" I don't think they'll bother you anymore considering who is your boyfriend now. We can make up six months in a week" he says letting go my hand, where I feel the part he kissed burning
"We can try... I think" I say while trying to hide the enthusiasm and even a little embarrassment I feel at the moment. I can't believe this is happening right now "Try it? We're already a couple. I never take back what I say publicly" he says grabbing my hand, pulling me towards his motorbike "Come, we have to prove that I'm on your level and that I too can be with a fantastic person"
Hi! I'd like to request headcanons or small fic (whatever you prefer I'm fine with anything) for Ran Haitani (teen) with a crush that's getting bullied for liking him because others think the reader/crush doesn't match "Ran's" level?
I hope I explained this well but in case it's confusing... I'm really sorry🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— At your level
The hall is crowded, a river of students moving in scattered groups, some laughing and joking, some pushing the other with light elbows, some dragging themselves at a slow pace, still half asleep. The voices mix, creating a continuous buzz that bounces between the walls covered with noticeboards and school posters. As I walk through the school hall, I feel the eyes of some classmates resting on me, like pinpricks piercing the air thick with chatter and muffled laughter
Someone turns around, I notice it out of the corner of my eye, and immediately lowers his gaze as soon as he meets mine. Others whisper among themselves, and even if I don't hear the words, I know very well that I am occupying their conversations. The incessant shouting seems to become more intense as I get closer to the small groups scattered here and there. The unspoken words weigh like boulders, they slip into my ears, and I realize that every look I feel on me is full of assumptions, half-truths, gossip whispered in the corridors and bathrooms
"I wonder if she ever sees herself in a mirror! Really, she thinks she's some kind of deity to point right at him?" — "I feel sorry for her. I would never want to receive such a strong no from him. You know, it's him!"
There is no need for anyone to say anything openly; the mischievous smiles, the fleeting eyes, the way they narrow together when I pass are already eloquent enough. I am a cumbersome presence, a figure that attracts attention even when I would like to be invisible. I continue walking, keeping my face impassive, as if I don't notice anything, even if each step seems to mark the rhythm of their silent judgments
Every step I take weighs on me more and more, and not only because I feel the gazes on me, it's as if every day the weight of my mistake becomes more unbearable. Six months ago I would never have imagined that I would end up like this, at the center of these poisonous gossip. If only I hadn't made everything so obvious that day... If only I had kept my mouth shut or handled the situation better, I wouldn't be here now feeling judged at every turn, a victim of their hissy comments and fake smiles. I regret it more and more. It's a feeling that grows inside me like a weed, that envelops everything and leaves me no respite. I can't stop thinking about how I could have avoided all of this. All it took was a little more discretion, a little more silence. Maybe if I had been smarter, I could now just walk down this hall without feeling like a circus animal in front of everyone's eyes
I can't help but move forward, trying to keep my head up, even if inside I just feel more tired and wanting to disappear
“Y/n Chan, Y/n Chan!” a voice shouts behind me, and before I turn I find Moyaku, a girl two years younger than me who is nevertheless the only one who doesn't bother me "Y/n Chan! I finally managed to get the melonpan, here " says the girl, handing me the sweet that I said I wanted so much in a text message last night. I take the treat and smile at her, silently thanking her. She smiles back at me and decides to walk beside me, since this morning we have lessons in two nearby classes "Usual comments...?" the girl asks in a low voice, noticing the whispers of the other people "The usual ones" I say listlessly, biting a piece of the melonpan. We walk a little further in silence
"For me you could ask your half brother" says Moyaku, but I shake my head "Mamoru already said that I have to manage on my own" I say, but the girl next to me sighs "He only says that because he's afraid of getting into trouble with the Haitans since he's in that Toman thing. Damn though, he's your relative! He should protect you" says the girl but I laugh a little at her comment "He doesn't even consider me his sister... forget it, really" I say throwing away the waste paper dessert in a basket, biting the last piece
"I would defend you if I had the chance... but they never listen to the little ones" says Moyaku, but I grab her hand caressing it "You don't have to do anything, really. I appreciate your presence" I say with a smile, and she seems to want to end the conversation. We say goodbye and everyone goes into their own classroom
While the other kids enter the classroom, I sit at my desk and watch the rain of backpacks landing noisily on the tables, while voices quickly fill the air. My thoughts, however, are far away, anchored to that precise moment six months ago, when everything change
I'm in my third year and, looking back, I realize how absurd it seems to me that something that happened so recently could have transformed my school life so much. For almost two whole years I had been carrying a secret crush on Ran Haitani, the boy that all girls notice, the one who doesn't go unnoticed even when he does nothing to attract attention. Ran is popular, almost unattainable, a year older than me. I met him when I was only in my first year, still insecure and disoriented in the school corridors
He was different from all the others, and not only because he was already well established and known, but for his efficiency, for how he moved with confidence, especially during training sessions at the sports club. He practices running, and is good, or rather, very good. It's impossible not to notice him, with those fast and precise steps, the sweat sliding down his forehead as he passes the others as if nothing had happened. He was so charming, unreachable. Maybe it was precisely this that made me fall in love with him: that security, that aura that surrounded him
Then there was that period in which he lived near me, a lucky coincidence, which allowed me to see him every morning. We took the same route to school, me, him and his brother Rindou. Even though we didn't talk much, those moments were precious to me. They were little fragments of normality that made me daydream, made me hope that, maybe, one day, he would notice something more in me
Finally, after a long time keeping those feelings in secret, six months ago I took all my courage and declared myself. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I was going to faint. I was so sure that he would reject me, that he would say no gently and leave me to pick up the pieces of my pride. But it didn't happen that way. He didn't say no, but he didn't say yes either. He simply said he had to think about it, and I, with a lump in my throat, accepted that answer, hoping, dreaming that time would work in my favor
But something went wrong. In a short time, the news of my declaration went around the school, becoming a topic of gossip. I had declared myself to Ran Haitani, someone like him, out of my league. And now, I'm here, every day, paying the price for that choice, a victim of comments and giggles, regretting not having kept to myself those feelings that now only seem like a weapon against me
I often find myself wondering what my life would have been like if he had said yes. Maybe everything would be different now. Maybe I would walk the halls with a more confident smile, knowing that my heart was not broken, but welcomed. I imagine myself talking to him between lessons, laughing together, hearing those jokes that always made me smile when, every now and then, we happened to talk during those short journeys to school. But it didn't happen that way. The reality is that he doesn't talk to me anymore, and that "I have to think about it" that had left me hanging turned out, over time, to be just a polite way of saying no without openly hurting me. It's painful to admit it, but I can no longer hide behind illusions or empty hopes
After all, if he really wanted to say yes to me, he would have done it. Instead, it left me hanging on by a thin thread, which eventually broke. The silence that followed was even more eloquent than any words. With each passing day, I realized that his "I have to think about it" was nothing more than a sweet lie to make me believe that there was still a possibility, because in addition to being handsome he is also an asshole if he wants to be. Now, as I watch the other guys enter the classroom, with their seemingly simple and uncomplicated lives, I realize that I cannot change what has happened. That's how it happened, and I have to accept it. I have to stop tormenting myself with the "ifs" and "buts", because the truth is that he chose to walk away
The lesson begins and I try to concentrate. I take notes, the sound of the pen sliding on the paper is almost relaxing, a rhythm that keeps me anchored to reality while the teacher's voice fills the classroom. I try not to think about anything else, I immerse myself in the written words, in the explanation I'm trying to follow, even if every now and then my mind wanders, inevitably returning to those thoughts that I would prefer to avoid. But time passes and, after a few hours, we finally have the chance to go out
I leave the classroom and stop for a moment, letting the other students pass me. When I look up, I see something that makes my eyes widen. Moyaku is outside his class and is talking to Rindou Haitani, Ran's brother. I can't believe what I see. The two of them have never had contact before, at least not that I know of. Moyaku never told me about him, and I certainly wouldn't have guessed that they knew each other, let alone had anything to discuss. Also, Rindou is a fourth year and my friend is a first year. Yet, there they were, completely engrossed in the conversation. They seem so focused, so serious. I stop for a moment, unsure whether to get closer or stay away. Something inside me stirs, a curiosity mixed with a slight sense of apprehension. Why are they talking? What is it about?
As I continue to stare at Moyaku and Rindou, I notice that she sees me. His eyes meet mine, and for a moment he seems to freeze. Then, with a speed that surprises me, he moves away from Rindou and towards me. His pace is slightly hurried, and when he gets close to me, I notice a hint of agitation in his gaze. Still, he smiles at me, that smile I know well, one that tries to reassure me. I decide not to ask questions. If it were something important, she would have told me something right away, or at least that's what I tell myself to calm the curiosity gnawing inside me. Instead, we start chatting about this and that as we walk together towards the canteen. We talk about the usual things: homework, teachers, some jokes about our classmates. I try to let myself go into the conversation, but part of me keeps thinking about that moment outside of class, that dialogue between her and Rindou that I can't get out of my head
The hours pass quickly, between lessons and notes, and before I know it, it's almost time to go home. I gather my things and head towards the exit, when suddenly Moyaku joins me. She doesn't say anything, but hands me a note with a certain urgency, as if she's afraid to think about it again at the last moment. Her eyes are shifty, and before I can say anything, she turns and runs away, heading for the school gate. I stand there, ticket in hand, confused and slightly worried. What does all this mean? I look around, trying to see if anyone has noticed the scene, but everyone seems too busy thinking about their day to pay attention to us
With my heart beating a little faster, I slowly open the note "At 5.30pm in the hall in front of the Chemistry classroom on the third floor. I may be slightly late, so please wait a few minutes"
I open the note with slightly trembling hands, and begin to read. The message is short, almost hasty, but its content leaves me confused. It could very well be a joke, I think to myself, another attempt by the students to prank me and make me feel even more out of place than I already do. No explanation, no clue as to who might have written it or why I should show up there. My first reaction is to ignore it. It could just be another way to humiliate me, to make me wait in vain in front of an empty classroom, perhaps with someone hiding around the corner ready to laugh at me. But then, as I reflect, I realize that I don't have much to lose: my reputation is already in tatters, the rumors about me and Ran continue to circulate, and at this point, one more humiliation wouldn't change much. Maybe it's just curiosity, or maybe it's the desire to know if there's something more behind the note
So, with a mixture of anxiety and resignation, I head towards the classroom. It's almost time until the appointed time, and as I get closer, I feel my heart beating faster. It's the last class of the day for fourth and second years, and I know the students will be leaving soon. I lean against the wall opposite the door, trying not to attract too much attention, even though I know it's inevitable that someone will notice me. Minutes pass, and eventually, as expected, students begin to leave the room. I watch them pass in front of me, but no one seems to notice my presence. It's 5.40pm, and I'm starting to think I've been the victim of a bad joke. I feel silly, and the thought of leaving becomes stronger and stronger
Just as I'm about to walk away, I suddenly feel an arm come around my shoulders. The contact is surprising, almost comforting, but it makes me jump. My heart speeds up even more as I slowly turn to see who the person is who decided to approach me in that unexpected way
My heart stops for a moment when I turn and see that it's him, Ran. I never imagined he would be here, in front of me, at a time like this. His arm is placed on my shoulders with a disarming ease, as if it were the most normal thing in the world, as he pulls me closer to him. His face is calm, that usual relaxed look that characterizes him, as if there is nothing strange or out of the ordinary in what he is doing. I, on the other hand, am anything but calm: a tornado of emotions stirs inside me: surprise, confusion, a slight hint of panic. I can't understand why he's doing this. It's as if everything around us has stopped. I can feel the eyes of the other students fixed on us, I see them turn, almost paralyzed with surprise. The corridor, which until a moment ago was filled with constant chatter, is now immersed in an unnatural silence, broken only by the distant sound of someone's footsteps walking away
The closeness between us is almost unreal, and I feel the warmth of his arm holding me tighter, as if he wants to protect us both from the curious and judging gazes that surround us. But I can't help but wonder if this is all just another illusion, another twist of fate that will end up breaking my heart "Don't worry doll, let me talk"he says with an even stranger ease
I just look at him, trying to read something in his eyes, something that will give me a clue. What is he saying? What the fuck is going on?
"I don't care who you are, whether you're first or last year. I'm engaged so leave me alone" he says, raising his voice slightly, and if before the hall was silent, now people aren't even breathing anymore
I am left completely frozen in place as his words hit me like lightning. I can't immediately process the meaning of what he said. The world seems to spin more slowly as his words echo in my head, trying to make sense. What do you mean? Is he telling everyone to stop bothering him, or... is he really talking about me?. His tone is firm, almost irritated, as if he is tired of all this, yet his grip on my shoulders remains firm, almost protective. But it is precisely this contradiction that confuses me the most. Why is he saying these things? And above all, why is he doing it this way, in front of everyone? I feel the gazes of others around us becoming even more intense, I sense the murmur starting to grow around us, but it's as if I'm in a bubble, isolated from everything that's happening. My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can't find the words, not even to ask for explanations
I am suspended in a limbo of conflicting emotions: disbelief, hope, confusion. I wonder if he's trying to protect me, to stop the gossip, or if this is just a way to get rid of me once and for all. And as I stand there, motionless, with my mind spinning, the only thing I can do is look at him
"A little sudden right? Sorry doll. So, what were you saying that Wednesday?" he says, returning his gaze to me, as if the impossible hadn't just happened "Eh? That Wednesday?" I ask perplexed "The day you declared yourself" he says, smiling innocently at me, even if innocent is the last adjective to describe him. I desperately try to understand what is really behind his words that have just turned my whole world upside down. Do he really remember the exact day I declared myself? And above all, why does he want to continue the discussion?
"Look, declarations of love make me anxious even though I'm big and vaccinated, and yes, it took me six months to understand everything properly. Is it possible that that little friend of yours didn't tell you anything? Hell, I should have sent Rindou directly to you. .." he says playing with his braid, and strangely I see him a little anxious
And it is from his words that I connect Rindou and Moyaku's meeting this morning. Rindou asked her something about me...? "What did Rindou ask Moyaku?" I ask in surprise "No big deal, if you just still liked me" he says motioning for me to start walking, without removing his arm from around my shoulders. I look at him in surprise, and reconnect things for a moment: Ran asked Rindou to talk to Moyaku, my only friend, if he knew if I still liked him. Is he making fun of me and is he actually serious?
"I don't understand why you have to ridicule me in front of the whole school, I know how to accept a no! I did it for six months without telling you anything..." I say lowering my gaze, but I hear him chuckling "Trust me, if I wanted to make you ridiculous, I would have done it in more sadistic ways" he says and on the one hand I believe him
We remain silent for the entire journey as we arrive at the school gate. "So?" he asks “So what?” I ask, clutching my school bag "Are we a couple or not?" he asks nonchalantly
The temptation to run away and forget everything is great, but my heart beating faster than expected makes me remain immobile "I know, six months is a bit... but we just need to get there sooner or later, right? Then the your friend confirmed to Rindou that you still like me" he says with a certain seriousness "Six months of teasing is a lot, Ran" I say anxiously playing with my hands, which however he grabs, bringing one to his lips, which he kisses delicately" I don't think they'll bother you anymore considering who is your boyfriend now. We can make up six months in a week" he says letting go my hand, where I feel the part he kissed burning
"We can try... I think" I say while trying to hide the enthusiasm and even a little embarrassment I feel at the moment. I can't believe this is happening right now "Try it? We're already a couple. I never take back what I say publicly" he says grabbing my hand, pulling me towards his motorbike "Come, we have to prove that I'm on your level and that I too can be with a fantastic person"
Hello! I'm sorry for bothering you but if it's alright with you, can you do uncle Ran hcs? Like what kind of uncle he would be and how he'd treat his niece/nephew. Thank you so much in advance! Take care of yourself and have a nice day!
I NEEDED A REQUEST LIKE THIS, THANKS
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— Ran Haitani as an uncle HCS ᡣ𐭩
More or less repeating something I already said in the post where Rindou was a parent, Ran would be the type of uncle who buys the affection of his nephews with the most expensive and fantastic gifts of the moment. Since he was little he always wanted to excel in everything against his beloved brother, why stop now that the family is bigger?
Kind of uncle where his nephews are practically his children. I don't know why but seeing the two Haitani brothers, only Rindou seems like someone who could start a stable family if he wanted, so Ran will steal his brother's children in the worst moments. Christmas dinner? Him, his nephews and maybe someone he met at the last minute. His brother and wife are not invited
He would spend hours and hours talking about Roppongi in 2005, or all the battles he participated in, like Tenjiku vs Toman. He also likes to remember all the moments he experienced when he was a teenager, plus it's always a good time to ridicule Rindou by talking about those strange poses he did during fights. The shocked faces of his nephews are priceless to him
Taking inspiration from the hc written above, I also see him showing the embarrassing photos of Rindou when he was a child (please Ran, I want to see them too). Like: He proceeds to show the ugliest photo of Rindou, where he's crying while being doused in baby food, and Ran would be "oh, what an adorable baby my little Rin!"
I imagined this scenario: the kids bothering Ran excessively, a little fight starts and he's about to tell the kids "Your mom" but then remembers that she's literally his brother's wife. Will he say it anyway? Obviously
I don't know why but I see Ran on Tinder. Like, “Do you like this, baby?” "no, uncle" "me neither, it looks like a giraffe" and removes the match. He would do this for ALL the girls he is matched with by the app
I was imagining this stupid scenario: imagine that one of the nieces has just had her disappointment in love; There's that stereotype of the father and uncle hunting down the person who hurt them, right? Well, I see this thing a lot with the two Haitani brothers. I'm sorry for the unfortunate person
Taking away all these rather ironic or at least joking hcs, I see Ran as someone who would even give his life for his nephews. He always said he would do it for Rindou who is the most important person he has, and since his nephews are literally Rindou's extension, why would he change his mind?
Hello! I'm sorry for bothering you but if it's alright with you, can you do uncle Ran hcs? Like what kind of uncle he would be and how he'd treat his niece/nephew. Thank you so much in advance! Take care of yourself and have a nice day!
I NEEDED A REQUEST LIKE THIS, THANKS
𝐌𝐘 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓
— Ran Haitani as an uncle HCS ᡣ𐭩
More or less repeating something I already said in the post where Rindou was a parent, Ran would be the type of uncle who buys the affection of his nephews with the most expensive and fantastic gifts of the moment. Since he was little he always wanted to excel in everything against his beloved brother, why stop now that the family is bigger?
Kind of uncle where his nephews are practically his children. I don't know why but seeing the two Haitani brothers, only Rindou seems like someone who could start a stable family if he wanted, so Ran will steal his brother's children in the worst moments. Christmas dinner? Him, his nephews and maybe someone he met at the last minute. His brother and wife are not invited
He would spend hours and hours talking about Roppongi in 2005, or all the battles he participated in, like Tenjiku vs Toman. He also likes to remember all the moments he experienced when he was a teenager, plus it's always a good time to ridicule Rindou by talking about those strange poses he did during fights. The shocked faces of his nephews are priceless to him
Taking inspiration from the hc written above, I also see him showing the embarrassing photos of Rindou when he was a child (please Ran, I want to see them too). Like: He proceeds to show the ugliest photo of Rindou, where he's crying while being doused in baby food, and Ran would be "oh, what an adorable baby my little Rin!"
I imagined this scenario: the kids bothering Ran excessively, a little fight starts and he's about to tell the kids "Your mom" but then remembers that she's literally his brother's wife. Will he say it anyway? Obviously
I don't know why but I see Ran on Tinder. Like, “Do you like this, baby?” "no, uncle" "me neither, it looks like a giraffe" and removes the match. He would do this for ALL the girls he is matched with by the app
I was imagining this stupid scenario: imagine that one of the nieces has just had her disappointment in love; There's that stereotype of the father and uncle hunting down the person who hurt them, right? Well, I see this thing a lot with the two Haitani brothers. I'm sorry for the unfortunate person
Taking away all these rather ironic or at least joking hcs, I see Ran as someone who would even give his life for his nephews. He always said he would do it for Rindou who is the most important person he has, and since his nephews are literally Rindou's extension, why would he change his mind?
𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 | 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐑𝐚𝐧
"𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙧 𝙣𝙖𝙝?"
suffering from a terminal illness- l/n y/n takes it upon herself to complete her little list before her time runs out. what she thought was a journey for one, turned into an adventure with roppongi's haitani ran
15. save me a waltz MASTERLIST GENERAL MASTERLIST
if there's one thing that hasn't changed from him, it's his sheer hatred to specific scents- and if given the chance then he'd gladly burn down everything that gave him that sense of nostalgia that he can't seem to escape.
one of which is the strong scent of the incense that wafted through the open space, sighing to himself as he dragged the bag that he was holding up to the all-to familiar monument at the end of the depressing place.
meet haitani ran, one of bonten's top executive and is currently known for being one of the notorious men out there to have a strong hatred to the government- more specifically, the police enforcements.
he wouldn't be like this if it weren't for what happend eleven years ago, wouldn't be where he is now if those shitheads did their job right.
yet here he is, standing in front of the marbled monument that he had built for the one and only l/n y/n.
the man changed over the course of the past decade, changed his views in life and changed how he viewed those people who labeled themselves as society's saviors.
what a joke, really.
but when all is said and done, there is one thing that managed to stick to him for eleven years- and that was his sheer adoration towards the girl in front of him.
ran was grateful that he got himself a good paying job that allow him to build a resting place that fits the woman's personality.
and who would've thought that he'd made her monument right under a sakura tree- one that he used to hate and still does to some extent.
in his belief, it felt just right to transfer her under the blossom tree since sakura's were known to fully bloom in the season of spring- the same season that the gods have given her to him and took her away in a flash.
gone just like that.
oh how ironic and idiotic he is to also visit her during the month of april.
it wasn't his fault that he had just finished his preparations for her big surprise, hauling behind him a large bag that contained everything that he had done that for sure would bring a smile on her face.
if she was here atleast.
purple eyes looked down on the photo that's sitting on the bottom of the monument, a picture of the (h/c) haired girl with a smile on her face- dressed in her usual school uniform.
it's good to know that he isn't going to have a 'talk' with some florists any time soon, noticing the fresh bouquets of (f/c) flowers that were perched on a beautiful porcelain vase that he had gotten her.
"hey... sorry for visiting just now n/n."
even after eleven years passed, the pain that gnaws on his heart was still fresh- like it had just happend yesterday.
"the boss was tiring us out- but hey, it's your anniversary right now so don't go sad on me."
as much as he wanted to tear up, he unfortunately had wasted all of them after mourning for her for more than two years.
the man still does, don't get him wrong- but due to his current line of work, it made it almost impossible for him to show normal emotions like pain unlike the past him who's more open to vulnerability.
if this tree didn't hold any specific importance to him then he would've burned it to it's roots a long time ago- grimacing as the blossoms litter around her monument.
though, he's only here for one thing.
haitani ran began emptying out the bag that he has, putting down stuffed animals from different places and lined them down in front of her framed picture- each plushies holding a significant meaning to the two of them.
a dolphin plush from singapore's aquarium, a minnie mouse one that he got at disneyland in paris.
let's not forget a certain frog plush that he once won for her at that fair that they went to as eighteen year olds.
then he began setting up some sort of string that wrapped around the marble stone with little polaroids already clipped on the decorative string.
it was photos of different places that he had been to over the course of a decade.
yes, ever since the accident of '06- haitani ran made it his mission to complete that damned list of hers, the reason why they became close in the first place.
for nineteen year old ran, it was hard to achieve some of these seeing as he needed to travel the globe to do some of the things that she had wanted- like visit the eiffel tower that he had gone to paris for the moment that he had received his first pay.
oh it pained him of course, pained him to the core as to why he was doing this all for a girl that passed away.
no- it was the love of his life that passed away.
maybe this was his way of coping, doing all the things that he knew she would've loved if she was given the chance.
"getting that sea shell from the philippines was a tricky one- but the beach is pretty cool i guess." the dual hair colored man said, crouching down in front of her photo and lightly brushed the dirt off of the glass surface.
he couldn't help but let a fond smile etch itself on his lips, sighing as he sat down fully, not caring if his expensive suit would get soiled by the dirt beneath him- he'll just buy another one.
after a minute of silence, just arranging everything that he had gotten for her- the man took out the worn out notebook that he had kept with him for a decade and still counting.
how did he even manage to get that in the first place?
well, l/n m/n was the one who handed it to him a week after her daughter's burial.
'she'd love for you to have it.'
and since then, he had done everything that he can- from binge watching a reality show to watch a dolphin show at an aquatic park surrounded by children.
"i did it y/n... your little list is now complete."
a chuckle left his lips as he skimmed through the pages of crossed out words, feeling a sense of accomplishment that surged through him.
silence was the only response that he got, the sound of the blossoms dancing along with the wind acted as his white noise as purple eyes landed on a certain number that was yet to get crossed out.
marry the love of your life haitani ran
it's painful goddammit.
but what can he do?
ever since he had seen that number on her list, he stayed truthful to her- wearing a ring on his finger to shoo any women that would approach him whenever he has business with his co-workers at some local bar.
the man would also stray away from drugs, which is pretty ironic since his job was to import and transport drugs to different clients- yet he still makes sure that he doesn't have anything to do with them even if a certain co-worker did it on a daily basis.
he just can't bear with the thought of doing something that he had lost y/n to- a drug bust gone wrong.
a sigh escaped from his lips, the corners of his mouth tugging up on a small grin as he toyed with the silver band on his finger that had her name engraved on the inside.
it's a daily reminder that even if he's doing business either by killing or just trading- she'll always be with him.
"i couldn't complete the last one just yet... so you'll just have to wait a little more, alright?"
as much as he wanted to take his life right then and there- seeing as there was no purpose to him living anymore since he only lived to see that the list is complete, his mission wasn't over just yet.
haitani ran stood up, leaving behind another ring that was intertwined with the string of polaroids that he had strung up all around her monument.
"until the day that i grow old- i'll leave it uncrossed, alright?"
"just wait for me a little bit more my love. i'll marry you the moment i step in heaven even if that means that i'll have to crawl my way up from hell."
haitani ran never really cared for his well-being nor did he care if he were to live to see another day.
living his life at the edge of the cliff that you call death, he doesn't stray away from the place even if he's aware on what waits for him on the abyss below.
that was until he had met her.
it was her who taught him to live your life to the fullest, live like you're going to die the next day and won't wake up to see another sunrise.
and now that he's nearing thirty, he realized that maybe lowering down his dangerous lifestyle isn't that bad at all- now that he's living a life for two.
haitani ran now wakes up to see another day for both him and y/n, living a life that he knew that she would most definitely like.
you may think that it's sad and depressing for the man to keep doing this to himself- and indeed it does hurt, but at the same time he's content with what he has and the time that remains.
because he knows that she'll wait for him in the afterlife.
after all, l/n y/n will always be with him.
casual — ran haitani x reader
definitely NOT inspired by casual by chappell roan
“jeez ran, i told you multiple times already.” you sighed in exasperation as you continued to bandage up his wounded sides. the taller boy only laughed at her reactions. bandaging him up and tending his wounds became a norm to you- not like you were complaining though. being able to see him after a long day of only god knows what he was doing around roppongi was enough for you already.
“no kisses?” ran pouted when you got up from his bed to take a glass of water. upon returning, you snorted at his words as you handed him the glass. “kisses makes the boo boo better, is it not?” he smirked at you, placing the glass down on the nightstand.
“your damned kisses will lead to another thing.” you rolled your eyes, leaning your head on his bandaged shoulder gently. the boy beside you chuckled. his fingers slowly ran through your hair as he placed a kiss on the top of your head. “oh but you weren’t complaining about it last week though. instead, you were begging it for more.” he snickered at your reaction before raising both of his hands in surrender.
later that night, you slept on the couch (he insisted you sleep on the bed with him but you declined, knowing he’ll obviously torment you with his antics), wondering how you ended up here.
it all started from a simple, mindless coincidence. you were going around town, running errands when the tyre of your bicycle suddenly hit a nail or something sharp on the ground, making your bicycle went out of control and knocking over some potted plants. adding to your humiliation, the infamous haitani brothers were there. before you could even get up to your feet, ran was already holding out a hand for you. and that evening, he was really nice to you which was weird but you let it slide as the brothers helped you with your tyre and eventually walking you back home safely.
“since i helped you a lot today, i’d like something in return,” he smiled, making you raised an eyebrow. “no need to go all annihilation mode on me, i just want to be friends with you that’s all.” that’s it? you wondered silently, this guy must be nuts.
and well look where you are now. you’ve been friends with him for somewhat a year or two, don’t know, you didn’t count. heck, you’ve even- you quickly shook your head, not wanting to go there. to make matters worst is that you don’t think that this was a casual friendship, at all. no dynamic duo would touch each other like that. and you were also quick to realised that you have been constantly worrying about him and always rushing over to his place to bandage him up or even staying at his place because he didn’t want you to go back home alone in the dark- just like right now.
you groaned softly into a pillow, holding it tightly to your chest. was it casual when he asked you to come over to his place for dinner because he knew how much your parents weren’t around at home? was it casual for him to give you kisses on the head and acting very soft and gentle towards you? was it casual for him when he whispered “i love you” to you when you were both tangled in each others arms after a quick session on the seat of his bike? all these didn’t make sense to you because ran, he was completely nonchalant about it.
days passed as you knocked on his house’s door to see if the brothers were free to hang out together. rindou answered, opening the door slightly and immediately saying “ran’s not home.” you looked at him, giving him the sceptical look as you pushed yourself pass him, only to be greeted by a sight that you wished you believed rindou’s false accusation earlier.
ran quickly detached himself from the other girl on the couch as he scratched the back of his neck. “and you said ran wasn’t home.” you looked over at rindou, clearly unamused. the younger haitani clicked his tongue in annoyance as he ushered the girl to get out from his house, as well as him leaving the both of you in the living room. to sort things out perhaps.
you stared at him, arms at your sides as you had no idea if you should scream or cry or just walk out.
“so uh, who was she?” you smiled nervously, in hopes to calm down the tense atmosphere in the room. “some girl from school.” he shrugged. you nodded, fiddling with your fingers as you tried to get the words you’ve longed to ask him.
“ran, what are-“
“no attachment.”
you immediately hold back your tongue from continuing. it was as if the world fell silent and you could’ve sworn you heard your heart falling to the ground, shattering into a billion pieces.
not responding to him, you only nodded, taking in a deep breath. “r- right.. no strings attached. got it.” you said quietly as you turned to the door. ran was still sitting on the couch, watching you head out of the door, knowing that this will be his last time seeing you before you completely exit his life.
Easier - Ran Haitani
Context: You runaway with Ran and finally discover how easy is to breathe again when you’re surrounded with his love.
Mess Note’s: Hello! Here I am with some content for Ran, is something that has been on my head for the longest time. So basically this is the first LoveyDovey.FM, in the future I’ll explain about what it means. In the case you’d like to keep supporting my work, I’d truly appreciate if you read and agree with The Love Contract.
Warnings: NO PROOFREAD, Fluff, LoveyDovey.FM, my awful orthography and grammar, Boyfriend!Ran, Stablished relationship, Running away with Ran, Implified toxic Family themes and relationships, Ran has a motorcycle, small date, some slight kisses, cursing, hugs, Ran being SO ROMANTIC and so INLOVE with the reader, petnames (Angel, My love, baby), God/religious mentioning, Ran being the LOML and the main reason why I want to pursue the family tradition of running away with your lover. If I forgot something please let me know.
It’s easier like this. The almost empty and silent streets, your arms holding him perfectly like God made them to match his torso, the only sounds that are perceived are the rawness of his motorcycle and your fast-beating heart. It’s way better like this, life was unfortunate and a bitch but running away with Him was what you needed not only to survive but, as well, to understand how to breathe and live in an easier way.
“Angel, did you fall asleep?” Ran asks softly, his hand holding yours and giving it an experimental squeeze, making sure you’re awake. “Sorry Ran, I was inside my thoughts again” you can feel him let go of your hand, focusing on the horizon, he lets out an small breath before replying you.
“Is completely normal, my love” you hug him tighter, wanting to feel more of his warm and characteristic scent that makes your brain enter in that peace mode you always talk about when you talk about Ran. “Angel, finally we’ll be happy and live the life you deserve…” he changes the route towards Roppongi West Park, your favorite place and the usual date spot. You feel your eyes water as you hear his words, your heart begging to experiment the easy feeling of being at peace. After all those nights of constant yelling and emotional stress it’s the right time to breathe properly right beside him.
“No more bullshit, no more shouting, no more pain… Just us and Rin” Ran spokes again softly as he carefully lands his eyes on your hands and forearms, trying to not loose the main focus on the road, thinking on how blessed he is because he’s the one you’ve picked to pursue the better life he knows you deserve, the easier life both of you are meant to have. “Yes, no more idiots. Just us and Rin like a family…” his smile grows wider, finally your dreams were in your hands. Living with the people you love, running away from the pain and the disfuncional life you had with Ran was the main reason why you still had high hopes in life.
As the usual, He parks his motorcycle when you both arrive in the park and takes your hand to help you to get off the motorcycle, just few seconds after your both feet are on the park, right beside him he places a delicate kiss on the back of your hand. “Don’t I have the prettiest Angel? God really did something way different when he did you, my love” the words leaves his mouth, his flirty smug and words makes the rouge blush creeps to your cheeks and your sensible heart beat faster with his small but meaningful actions, making you feel like it’s the first day. So easy for him.
“Let’s go to the swings, I wanna look to the sunset with you” You say, letting him take your hand before both of you start walking towards the swings. His hand intertwined with yours, the feeling of his warm but slight rougher skin making your heart feel the wanted ease both of you always waited for. It’s easier like this, spontaneous dates on the playground while just sitting on the swings, talking about life or laughing about that time Rindou tried to eat those extra spicy noodles and couldn’t stop crying while both of you watch the spring sunset and the cherry blossoms decorates the scenery.
As both of you finally settle down on the swings, Ran decides to give more kisses to your knuckles, savoring the moment before he lets you bring the conversation to him “Do you think It’ll be easier like this?… You know, living together and we’ll never worrying about nothing?” You ask, your eyes entranced by the beautiful scenery of the sunset right in front of you, Ran just hums a song he heard days before with you, searching for the best answer he can give you “Sorry if I was too overwhelming with my question”.
He stops his actions and cups your cheek with his left hand, his thumb gracefully and lovingly touching the corner of your mouth. His eyes concentrated and fixed on yours while his heart speaks before his brain, like is the easiest way “You’ll never be too much or overwhelming if you ask me about our future. I even get nervous and anxious about what will happen now that we’ll live together sometimes” after letting out an small smile that reassures you his love, he shortly responds “For now, I only want to focus on the easiest thing I can do and that’s loving you. Loving you was what made me want to give you a better life, sometimes it’ll not be the greatest but…” He gets up from the swing and kneels in front of you, taking your other hand with his right hand, while giving you his determined attention and unconditional love
“if we love each other just how we’ve been doing it until now, we’ll be more than fine” you cut him off while instantly jump and take him into your embrace, hugging him, this surprise actions makes him take most of his strength to not lose balance right there with you on his arms “If we still love each other in such an easy way, we’ll be more than blessed” he says before he leans in for a kiss from your lips, his soft lips seeking to lock in with yours, moving on a synchrony that only both of you know and can understand. The time freezes on the spot, every petal, every breath, the breeze and soft sounds of the leaves on the ground feels like is in slow motion. This assures you that Ran can easily make your daily life become a fairytale or those cheesy romantic comedy movies both of you see on the theater. It’s too easy for him to love you like no one could.
The way both of you fit into each other’s hearts and life’s like a puzzle’s missing piece or more like how easy it was for Cinderella to slide her feet on the glass shoes. The softness of his lips, his scent overwhelms your heart with joy and peace, it’s just so easy to drown yourself on his immense love. The way his hands grab your waist, sitting you properly on his thigh while your hands are on the lose hairs of the nape of his neck making him smile against your lips before he presses a chaste kiss on your lips before backing away just enough to press your foreheads together.
“I love you” he says and you softly giggle, Ran’s heart jumps joyfully at the ethereal sound coming out of your mouth “And i love you too… Loving you is easier than breathing” you answer to him, and both of you couldn’t be more agreed with your statement.
ran is a drama addict
what can he say, the high of gossip is unmatched
at the end of the day while youre doing skincare, hes laid in bed asking you what ever happened to your poor coworker who found out her best friend was sleeping with her brother? and of course you dish
and when you do hes gasping, throwing out his hefty two cents on the matter, and asking all the details. he loves the gossip and keeps up to date on all your little stories. every single time.
truly believe ran is a kisser
one or two is not enough, a peck is never enough, his mouth is chasing, always chasing
sometimes you wonder if he even needs to breathe at all because the way he suctions himself to you feels ridiculous. sometimes you gently nudge him off, tutting that hes going to be late again
he mumbles right onto your mouth that he doesn’t care, maneuvering his tongue right back slotted into your lips. the room sounds are a filthy symphony; mouths smacking, his rough breathing, your squeaks and whimpers
he loves you like this, pliant under his hands, nirvana finds him here, pressing himself as close to you as he can, and if it were up to him hed crawl into your being entirely.
Ran's Sacrifice
Content Warnings: major character death, angst no comfort, mentions of guns, it sucks but i wanted to post something
Spotify Playlist: watching ran die
You knew you should have denied this mission from Mikey, you had a bad feeling but shoved it down. Plus, you and Rans wedding was in just a few more days, so what could go wrong? It was just a quick mission. It was simple in hind sight really, just go to the enemy base and burn it down, effectively subduing them. You were too busy planning your wedding, too much firey hot excitement running through your veins to realize that this mission was a set up by the enemy gang. Now here you and Ran are, in the cross fire, surrounded by the bodies of lower level bonten soldiers and the enemies you both took down, hiding behind the car he drove to bring you both at the what was supposed to be the empty enemies base. There was only one more man left on the opposing side, just one more, but he was supplied with an automatic machine gun and kept hurdling bullets upon bullets onto you and ran. You were already shot in the leg and couldnt walk. And to make it worst, you were quickly losing blood. Unbeknownst to you Ran had already realized what he needed to do to save you. Ran tearfully turned to you and kissed you hurriedly but passionately, you were surprised but reciprocated the kiss. You pulled away for air and looked into his glossy eyes. "Y/N, i love you, i love you more than anything. It was an honor knowing you, laughing with you, and most of all loving you". He grabbed the nearly empty gun and turned to the enemy. "Ran, HEY, what do you mean?!, please sit back Ran!" you yelled and begged at him while trying to shove him back down, realizing what his plan is. "Ran please, please dont do this" you shook your head back and fourth panickingly. You used all your strength to pull him back down, but it was useless, you could barely move because of your wounded leg. He turned and smiled at you one last time. "We'll meet again Y/N".
"RAN DONT-" it was too late, he was gone as soon as he pressed the trigger, aiming effectively and killing the man that tried to kill the both of you, saving you by choosing to die himself. He died happy knowing he saved you, the love of his life. He'd thought that maybe in another life he'd have finally been your husband and maybe you both left behind your criminal lives to have a family. you sat and cradled his body for hours sobbing, until the other bonten exuctives came to rescue you, not knowing their childhood friend had died. They stepped out of their vehicles weapons raised in the air, finger on the trigger ready to shoot at any threat but they quickly realized it was too late when they saw you, voice gone from weeping, holding your fiances body. They stared at you holding rans cold body in shock until rindou fell to his knees wailing.
a/n: I HATE THE WAY THIS TURNED OUT ALSO LISTEN TO THE SPOTIFY PLAYLIST I PROMISE ITS BANGER
Uhh hello! So if it’s not a problem I will request again. Feel free to ignore it and not do it!
Soo you know the one series with college Au! Izana, haitani brothers and kakucho can you make a part 3. I love it so much it got me intrigued?
Can you make separate one-shots where there are rumours going on about Y/n dating the boys and how she isn’t for them the boys are out of her league stuff like that… Y/n feels bad and the boys finally find out so they comfort her about it?? Ya know just some pure fluff don’t mind the boys beating ass.
Thank you 😻🤩
Tenjiku: feeling not good enough for them (college AU)
A/N: Hi love! 🥰 I’m glad you like the Tenjiku headcanons! This was a good reminder for me to write more tr content! Enjoy! <3
Izana:
The words that you heard people whisper hurt. Izana was the smartest, popular and undeniably attractive man on campus, it was weird to see him beside you. Did he deserve better?
But because he was the smartest man on campus, he easily found out about the rumours and immediately searched for you, cornering you in an empty room.
“And why would you believe them?” He says, tilting his head at you.
You shrug. You don’t know what to say really, the doubts were starting to enter your head.
He sighs, pushing his body against yours, “you know they’re just saying that because they hate the fact I’m happiest with you right?” He says, grabbing your face in your hand. “They hate the fact that you’re perfect, and perfect for me” he adds, making it hard for you to fight off your smile.
“Really?” You ask.
“Really. Now give me a kiss” he demands, making you laugh before stand of your tiptoes to give the white haired boy a kiss.
“Should I break their jaws?”He asks ever so politely after he pulls away, wrapping his arms around your shoulders.
You shoved your head into his chest with a giggle “you cracking jokes already?” You laugh.
“Who said I’m joking?”
Kakucho:
“Who said that?” Kakucho says in surprise, when you blurted out the things you heard after he pestered you all day for avoiding him.
Kakucho, the sweetie who was originally pulling his chair closer to you, so you could hold hands was taken aback by the words you spoke.
“I don’t know kaku.. I guess it’s true though. You deserve better than me and I-“
But your sentence was never completed as your boyfriend suddenly yanked your chair closer and pulled you into a kiss.
Even when you tried to pull away, the man was relentless, still kissing you like his life depended on it. He finally pulls away breathlessly when you pat his chest.
“Don’t say silly things like that again” he muttered breathlessly against your lips. “I’m the one whose lucky to have you, I’ve literally had a crush on you since we started college and now I finally have you” he adds, making you smile at how sweet he was.
Forces you to cuddle rest of the day, not just for your reassurance but for his own comfort too. Baby boy cannot afford to lose you <3
Rindou:
He’s sitting down with you standing in front of him, his legs locked around your figure to stop you from escaping. A blank stare directed at you
“You’ve been avoiding me. Why?”
“I’m sorry I made you feel like that Rin-“
“Answer the question” he cuts you off. You sigh as you explain the rumours you heard, facing the floor so he doesn’t see the disappointment on your face.
You hear him sigh. And his hand reaches out, grabbing the back of your thigh, manhandling you into his lap.
You stare at him in surprise when you found yourself sitting in his lap. His hand then travels to your waist, pulling you even closer until your faces were an inch apart.
“You must be seriously stupid if you believe them.” He says. “Any smart person would know I’m the lucky one to have you. You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen, and I didn’t scare off all those ugly ass boys to have you as mine, just for you to believe that you’re not good enough” he says, pulling your face closer for emphasis.
You finally break a smile, looking up at your handsome boyfriend, fixing his glasses before kissing his cheek. “Thank you Rin” you say.
“Shut up and kiss me on the lips”
Ran:
As you walked towards campus gloomily, you spotted some guys getting beat up and the other side of the road. You’re about to turn away until you squint and notice a tall, familiar figure make its way over to you.
Your eyes widen when you realise it was none other than your boyfriend, Ran Haitani. The puzzle was started to piece itself together, the people beat up were the ones who spread the rumours.
He walks up to you with a grin that was too charming for someone who just beat tf out of a group of people, swinging his baton around carelessly.
“You’re such a silly girl aren’t you?” You says as he approaches you, confusing you more than before.
And once his tall figure finally stands in front of you, towering over you, he playfully flicks your forehead. “Ow!”
He bends down to your height teasingly, giving you a kiss on the forehead from where he just flicked you.
“You really thought I wouldn’t find out why you were avoiding me?”
You quickly turn your head away in shame, “Sorry” you mumble, only to hear him chuckle, before pulling you into his arms, essentially trapping you in them.
“You’re my pretty baby, no one will ever get away with lying about you, you understand?” He says, grabbing your chin. You nod at the taller male, before scrunching your eyebrows in confusion.
“Wait, what lie?”
“Lying about you not being good enough duh” he said, pinching your cheeks.
Bubblegum b*tch
Is it really a relationship if both sides are unfaithful?
Toxic!Haitani Ran x toxic!gn!reader (though makeup and high heels are mentioned. But in my opinion anyone can wear whatever they want no matter the gender so..)
Cheating, toxic relationship, both Ran and reader are assholes and players lmao. Kind of suggestive?
Around 1k words
Actual dating and serious relationships never crossed your mind. It felt like a complete waste of time and all you ever cared about was yourself. Manipulative men, time consuming relationship acts such as going on dates, spending days and nights together, having to miss out on fun times with your girl friends, jealousy and many more boring and stressful things, were just not what you were looking for. Instead you spent all of your time on yourself. Getting your nails done, spa days, makeup, fashionable clothes, fun night outs with friends. That’s what you were into. After all, we all die alone, right? So why waste your time on things that don’t matter?
That all changed after you found out both of your best friends got cheated on. The teary eyes and nights they spent alone in their rooms, crying their hearts out, not wanting to spend time with anyone, angered you. And there was only one thing on your mind. Make them regret it. And that you did do. Acting all lovely, cute and dumb just to get their attention and make them fall for you. Without them knowing, you lured them both into your trap and dated them at the exact same time. They fell for you. Hard. Following you like lost puppies and doing whatever you wanted them to do. You had them on a leash and it made you feel powerful. It was when you asked them out on a romantic date, at the exact same place and hour and ghosted them, that your ego was fed even more. They met each other, talked it out and realised what was going on. Now what was the fun part, is that they weren’t mad at you. No. They fought each other and tried to get you back. But you already moved on and tried to find a new target for your fun little game. You never played with nice and genuine guys, you were looking only for the fuckboys that were breaking poor people’s hearts, to make them get a taste of their own medicine. That’s how you met Haitani Ran. He was agreeably eye candy. One look at him and you knew why most people fell for him. He was tall, lean, had a hot lazy smirk and his beautiful purple eyes could easily hypnotise anyone. But sadly, not you. You knew how many guys and girls he hurt and you knew what you had to do.
Walking out of the grocery store, you “accidentally” bumped into him. Your black high heels, black pants and black turtleneck looked so good with the red coloured lipstick you were wearing. He caught you so you wouldn’t fall and eyed you up and down, eyes lingering on your lips. His infamous smirk adorned his face soon after he let go of you. A couple of minutes later, your eye batting, sweet smile and dumb flirty pickup lines worked magic on him. But you didn’t expect anything else, that asshole asked out any living being that held eye contact with him for longer than a second.
Ran most of the time lasted a week or two in relationships, before leaving them heartbroken in the middle of an empty street. Not even sparing a second glance at the crying individuals. But with you he already stayed in the relationship for two months. Of course, he wasn’t faithful. He thought you didn’t notice the hidden hickeys or his text messages with other people, but you did. You weren’t dumb, but he surely was. He didn’t know you were seeing other people, he didn’t know you were leading him on and he surely didn’t know how smart you actually are.
He would boast to his brother how he still had you stuck to his side, after sleeping with countless other people and Rindou would laugh, not even pitying you. “What an idiot.” were his exact words after seeing you go on another date with his older brother. It was going on so well in both of their eyes. Ran even made jokes with Izana and other members of the gang he was in, how successful his unfaithful relationship was. He showed them pictures of your beautiful face and they all agreed that you were extremely good looking. But brainless. Because, how did you not notice the lipstick on Ran’s clothes? The hickeys? The dates he ditched just to see someone else? He was a filthy cheater, but deep inside he knew that you had him hooked. He never met anyone like you.
Now what none of them expected was to see you, holding onto someone else’s hand. Walking besides them, with your pretty red lipstick on and oh.. those black iconic high heels. Ran watched you kiss the guy goodbye as he walked off to what Ran guessed was his work place. What else he didn’t expect, was for you to notice him standing not too far away from you. He also didn’t expect for you to, instead of crying and apologising, just give him a huge smirk, blow him an air kiss and to wink at him, and his friends. He marched up to you, demanding for an explanation on what was going on. But you just grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and looked at the hickeys he hid “oh so well”.
“Aww..” you batted your eyes at him, fake tears going down your face. “I can’t believe you, Ran.. I really, really liked you.” You then wiped off your tears and smirked at him, the same way he would smirk at you. “Well. Now that you figured me out. We’re over, Haitani. You were kinda boring anyways.”
Ran watched your figure get smaller, after you walked off. But instead of hurt, his eyes were shining with interest. You were better than he imagined and he had to have you again.