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IM CRYING SO HARD RIGHT NOW
MY FAVOURITE BUG
The last part of BOYS WILL BE BUGS. You don’t need to, but you can read the other parts here: PART ONE and PART TWO
Sano Shinichiro x gn!reader
FLUFF, slight angst? 1.4k words
"So? What happened next?" The girls eyes were shining in interest as she leaned forward, lips slightly parted.
"The week passed incredibly fast. I bought my dress/suit with my last money. I was saving up for more art supplies, so it was extremely painful to watch the cashier take all of my money." You let out a giggle and look at the kids sitting in front of you.
Emma was sitting to Draken's left, while Mikey was sitting to his right. Their new friend Takemichi was sitting next to Mikey and his girlfriend Hina was sitting next to him. Baji was sitting right next to the couch, on the ground for some reason. But he wasn't alone, since Chifuyu also joined him.
"Shinichiro was stressed. He didn't know which flowers to buy and he even thought of buying a ring for some reason? I heard the guys talking about it in the art classroom and they told him that the ring was unnecessary." You look at your right hand, the cheap, but beautiful ring was adorning your finger. "He did buy the ring.. Though he gifted it to me later on in life. On our one year anniversary. Said it was a promise ring and that in the future he'd change it into an engagement ring..." The teenagers look at the ring on your finger. All of them had soft expressions on their faces. Hina, Takemichi and Chifuyu never got the chance to meet the eldest Sano, but from all of the stories they knew that he was an amazing person.
Baji always felt guilty for what happened and he didn’t want to face you, stating that it’ll be better for you to not see one of the two boys that were at fault for your lovers death. But you awaited with open arms, saying that you could never be mad at him, you understood that he didn’t mean for it to happen. He was just a kid.
"How did prom go for the two of you?" Hina asked dreamily. She couldn't wait until Takemichi and her could go to prom together. Thinking of all the possible ways he will ask her out.
"Well.."
Standing in your room you looked at the mirror. Fixing up the last details of the look. Until you heard someone knocking on your door. As you run towards the door, you start to feel anxious. What if Shinichiro thought that it was a mistake to go with you? He did ask other girls.. What if one of them changed her mind? As you open the door, you see a scared Shinichiro standing in front of you. Shaking slightly.
"I'm so sorry!" He suddenly yells and your anxiety gets worse. "I bought these beautiful flowers, but I didn't think about the fact that they wouldn't live for long since I drove with my bike here.. Though a few of them survived the ride!" He shows you the bouquet of flowers and you stiffen a laugh. There were like three flowers that were left untouched. The main portion of the bouquet was just stems.
"It's the thought that counts?" You smile and take the flowers out of his hands. "Thank you, Shin." You give him a hug. And as you walk away from him to put the flowers into a vase, his jaw dropped. You looked so.. ethereal. You were always beautiful. But now.. He pinched himself to check if he wasn't dreaming, thinking you wouldn't see him. But you did. You started to blush and looked straight to his eyes, sending him a smile.
"He pinched himself?! What a loser." Mikey laughs, but you know it's not mean spirited. Emma and him missed their older brother. Even to this day, they would come to the house you once shared with Shinichiro, for sleepovers. You gave them a few of his sweaters so they would always have a piece of him with them.
“What kind of flowers were they?” Emma asks, putting her head on Draken’s shoulder.
“White camellias. I have them framed. Here.” You nod your head towards the three framed flowers. “I pressed them with a book. Didn’t think too much of the meaning at first, but a few days later I realised that white camellias symbolize adoration.”
“Here. Give me your hand.” Shinichiro takes your hand into his and helps you to hop off of his bike. You thought he’d let go of it as soon as possible, but he didn’t. He squeezed it a few times and you saw a red colour painting his face and ears. “You ready?”
“Yeah..” you squeeze his hand back and the both of you walk into school. Music was already playing and could be heard through out the corridors. As you get closer to the school hall, Shinichiro suddenly stops and let’s out a shaky breath.
“You..” he clears his throat. “You don’t regret coming with me, right?” He looks at you and in that moment you realised that he looked more like a lost puppy, than a gang leader. “If you.. It’s not too late y’know? You can go with someone else, I don’t mind! Actually-“
“Shinichiro.” You interrupt him and squeeze his hand once again. “I don’t like events like.. prom. Or places full of people and loud music. I would rather stay at home.” You put your other hand on his cheek, stroking it with your thumb. “But I wanna do this with you. And no one else. Okay? I feel like I’ll actually have fun today. And the main reason for that is the fact that you’re here with me. Thank you for giving me an opportunity to actually leave my house and that damned art classroom to actually have fun and socialise.” You let out a laugh.
“No..” Shinichiro leans more into your palm on his face. “Thank you, (Y/N). For everything.”
“I didn’t know he was such a romantic.” Baji comments and Mikey kicks him, making Baji fall to the floor from his sitting position.
“C’mon! He would always dream about love! What d’you mean you didn’t know he was into romance.”
So many different type of emotions were clouding your mind. But most of the anxious thoughts were erased from your mind when you look into his eyes. Your hands were around his neck and his were around your waist. A slow song was playing, as the both of you felt like you were the only ones who showed up to prom. Slowly you put your head on his shoulder, breaking the eye contact and closing your eyes, finding comfort in his arms. It all felt too good to be true.
Was this the butterfly effect you were reading about not too long ago? An accidental meeting with a few random boys and giving them a key to an empty classroom led to this night. You gained four amazing friends, but also developed a crush on the awkward dark haired boy. What if that day you decided to skip art club? Whatever. That didn’t happen and that’s all that matters.
The song was coming to an end and you bring your head up from his shoulder and look at him. Shinichiro was blushing and smiling. He leaned forward a bit, his lips almost touching your ear.
“Can I.. Can I kiss you?” He whispers. It felt like you lost your voice. Your throat went dry and the only thing you could do was nod your head.
The both of you had your first kiss that night.
“What happened after that?” Hina asks. “When did he ask you out on a date?”
“That night he asked for me to become his significant other first. And after I agreed, he asked me out on an actual date.” You smile at the memory. “Remember the drawings I told you about?” They nodded their heads. “He actually got the bee I drew tattooed on his arm. On our three year anniversary.”
All of you kept talking for the rest of the evening. Even though he wasn’t there with you anymore, he lived on in all of your memories. And even though you couldn’t see him, Shinichiro was sitting right beside you, listening to all of the stories with a huge and proud smile.
BONUS:
Mikey runs around the unknown school. Damn Takemichi and him not answering his or Draken’s texts. A meeting was going to be held soon and they needed to get ahold of Takemichi as soon as possible. Mikey grabs the door handle and opens it with force.
Though he was met not with Takemichi, but with a girl who looked around his age. She slowly puts down the paintbrush she was holding and takes off her earphones.
“Uhh.. Can I help you?” She clears her throat. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in the art club before. Or are you new?”
PREMONITION OF LOVE
pairing. sano shinichiro x f!reader
summary. after attempting to stop a break-in at his bike shop, shinichiro wakes up to find himself in an unfamiliar home with a wife and son that he does not have
note. spoilers, canon divergence. i’ll never wakui for not giving us more of shinichiro. i would absolutely love a prequel spinoff about him and the other first generation black dragons. likes and reblogs are always appreciated
The first thing Shinichiro noticed when he had woken up was the considerable pain radiating from the back of his head. The second thing was that he was no longer at his bike shop, apparently having gotten home somehow, as he now found himself lying on his living room couch. Though, it would be more appropriate to say that he was lying on someone’s living room couch, as the furniture around him failed to match that of his own apartment.
Holding his head in pain, Shinichiro continued to lie there in silence, not really wanting to deal with the pain of his head or the cloudiness of his memories. He could somewhat recall a break-in taking place at his shop earlier that night, but memories of this event were so distant and unclear. As he quietly waited for sleep to welcome him back, it was then that Shinichiro noticed the hauntingly similar-looking eyes that were staring at him, and he couldn’t help but be reminded of his own eyes.
“Papa, okay?” the young toddler before Shinichiro asked while staring up at him in concern.
“W-what? Kid, I’m not your dad,” Shinichiro managed to say through the midst of his pain and confusion. “I don’t even know who you are.”
However, this sharp and frigid answer only brought tears to the toddler’s eyes, as he was unable to understand his father’s sudden and inexplicable coldness and lack of affection. “P-papa forget Sen?”
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even if you don't notice, how do i get closer to you? // s.s.
pairing: best friend!Shinichiro Sano x reader
wc: 1.1k
synopsis: both your stupidity and his combined should, in theory, cancel each other out. in practice, it gets squared and multiplied by a thousand.
tags/cw: fluff, very very suggestive, kinda friends to implied lovers, kinda childhood friends to implied lovers, idiots to implied lovers??, very subtle pinning, mention of alcohol consumption and smoking (both reader and shin), reader is tipsy and its implied that shin is as well,
a/n: this can be read as a continuation to this or on its own, though tbh it makes me kinda happy that im unknowingly building a universe around best friend!shin, and both his and reader's idiocy TT i didn't mean to connect these two scenarios it just kinda happened pff anyway! thank you @mosviqu for beating and validating me enough to post this !!
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There hasn't been a moment in your life where holding Shinichiro's hand felt foreign to you.
You'd hold his hand while Crossing the street when you were kids, pulling at him to walk faster just in case the lights would turn green on you.
You were always paired up during school trips—much to Takeomi's dismay, who you had pushed out of the way multiple times before he was able to get to Shin; he wasn't going to take your partner away from you, ever—holding hands as your teacher guided you through different sights, you'd swing your intertwined fingers back and forth and giggle.
No one ever seemed to question it. Neither did you, or him for that matter. The both of you had internalized the habit to the point it became like second nature to you.
Hanging out with friends, still swinging your hands as you walked down the street to the convenience store, while sharing popcorn as you watched movies. Over the table, under the table, it wasn't like you guys hid it from anyone.
In fact, a little voice inside your brain encouraged those mini public displays of affection, something about people knowing he was yours and you were his but not really because this is what friends do and you are totally friends.
Of course with time, and as all things do, holding hands evolved into other things. Constant touching, grazing shoulders or thighs, holding your hip if he was feeling bold enough. Wearing each other's clothes like no big deal. Indirect kisses through shared cigarettes and bright red plastic cups. Making out, though that only happened once and that's ok because the both of you swore it was platonic.
It brought you here, sitting on the L-shaped couch surrounded by your friends, the bright floor lamp dimming the blue LEDs lighting up the rest of the room. The music bounced from one wall to another wall, deafening yet not loud enough to prevent you from indulging in conversation.
You sat next to Shinichiro, head leaning against his shoulder, both of you intently listening to whatever anecdote Takeomi and Benkei were retelling. Your intertwined hands rested on your lap as you played around with the silver band you had gifted him a while back—you don't think he's ever taken it off since then. Sometimes you'll stop and caress the back of his palm with your thumb and you swore you could feel his body slightly jolt every time you did; it gave you some sort of weird satisfaction.
He was warm against your cheek, the contact made you want to purr like a cat, bask in everything that made him, him. And, fine, maybe you lied about intently listening to whatever it was your friends were talking about, their voices turning into white noise the more you got distracted by his existence.
No one could blame you really, your best friend was entrancing; charming in a way no one was to you, only him.
He moved his shoulder, lightly, so as not to hurt you, pulling you out of your Shinichiro-induced daydream, like he had noticed the way you slipped further and further away. You could probably blame it on the slight buzz from the drinks you had, but truth be told, it was just you wanting to look at him; just like he wanted to look at you.
The sudden movement made you look up at him, pretty black irises staring back at you. You hummed in acknowledgement, understanding what he meant without him needing to speak; you good? he meant to ask.
“Okay but, do you guys need us to leave?” Takeomi intervened, a smirk on his lips as he indulged in the satisfaction he got from bursting your bubble. His question had the both of you turn your attention to him, eyebrows pursed in confusion. “You’re looking at each other like you wanna fuck.”
Your protests got mixed with your friends' laughter, and almost instinctively, you pulled away from his body as if it burned to the touch.
“What?” Shinichiro asked, sitting on the edge of the sofa. He is really, really hoping the blush on his face is barely noticeable, or at least, that you blame it on the alcohol. “We’re not!”
“Yeah!” You intervened, crossing your legs again to dissimulate the way you squeezed your thighs together. “That’s so fucking gross.”
Your best friend was about to speak up, further support your argument against their baseless, absurd, ludicrous, and nonsensical claim, yet, after properly processing what it was you said—and it did take him a while to do so, he looked like a 2000s computer loading; Shinichiro.exe has stopped working—he couldn't help but turn to you, appalled at your response, a subtle pout grazing his lips.
“Wait— You wouldn't fuck me?”
“Huh?”
“You said he was gross,” Wakasa chimed in, reminding you. A smile ghosted his lips at his two dumbass friends who, somehow, still haven’t figured out they were in love with each other. It was disgusting, in your own words undeniably ‘gross’, but also slightly endearing in a way that made everyone want to groan in disdain but also melt because it was sweet.
"I— what? Of course I'd fuck you!" you fumbled, confession prompted by Wakasa's revelation because even if you wanted to keep your not-crush hidden for as long as possible, you could never let Shinichiro believe he was unfuckable; you wouldn't become his 21st rejection even if indirectly.
“You mean it?”
You nodded, the tension from your own revelation dissipating at the dumb smile forcing his eyes to close into half-crescent moons; it made you giggle.
“I’d fuck you every single day if I could.”
“Yeah, we’re well aware, every time you look at each other’s like a porno’s playing behind your eyes.” You could hear Takeomi laughing, slapping Benkei’s chest and running out of air before choking on absolutely nothing; deserved. Wakasa could only sigh, satisfied at Benkei’s seemingly out-of-character statement. You and Shin tried to protest again, defend your honour and all that, but it didn’t take long for your attention to switch focus to the song now playing on the massive speakers; you didn’t hesitate to get a hold of Shinichiro’s hand, fingers molding perfectly against yours, and drag him to the dance floor before he could protest, though it's not like he would’ve even had he gotten the chance, he was too whipped for that.
“They’ve been pinning after each other ever since they met,” Wakasa whispered to his side, stretching his arms and accommodating them against the back of the couch and around the guy he had been chatting up all night. Maybe he’d get as lucky as the both of you, hopefully, will.
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Sano Shinichiro
Title: I Love You A/N: Just some pure fluff for our best boy... <3
Whenever you are around, Shinichiro always made sure that he had his arms wrapped around you. Everyone would tease him, calling him a (Y/N) simp, since he clung to you whenever he could. You didn’t mind though, enjoying the attention that the male gave you. You knew all of his deepest worries, and insecurities because he opened up to you. For instance, he never really saw himself as attractive since he was rejected 20 times. Whenever he would say something like that, you would reassure him that he was attractive, and he would find someone that would see it one day. You would then explain, that it wasn’t just his looks that were attractive but his personality as well.
That was why he never let you go. Every compliment you gave him, so effortlessly, made him fall for you more. Shinichiro would literally do anything for you, just to see you smile. He loved being the reason why you laughed and smiled. Don’t get him started on the way his heart rate increased to an inhuman speed when you hugged him or cuddled into his side. He was sure he would die if his heart sped up any faster.
Which led you to now, you both were watching a movie in his room. He had invited you over, and he didn’t take into account of how affectionate you were. So your head was on his chest and his arms were wrapped around you. He could barely watch the movie, to focus on trying to calm his heart rate. His eyes constantly trailed to you, as you kept your eyes on the movie. His arms tightened a bit around you before he tried to sneak a kiss on top of your head. You felt the pressure and looked up at him.
“What’s wrong?” You asked and he felt his ears turn pink.
“It’s nothing…”
“Are you sure?”
“I love you…” He blurted out. It took him a few moments to realize what he said, and he wished the bed would swallow him whole.
“… I love you too Shin~”
“Huh?” He met your eyes and you gave him a shy smile.
“You do realize I mean… like love-love, more than a friend. Like~”
“Like dating-wise? I know, and I love you too,” it took Shinichiro a few moments to process what you said.
“(Y/N), this isn’t funny. Don’t joke around with me,” he mumbled. You instantly knew his insecurities were kicking in, so you paused the movie. You straddled his lap and cupped his cheeks.
“I am not trying to be funny or joke around. I mean it, I will prove it,” you said. You leaned in and captured his lips in a sweet and innocent kiss. Shinichiro felt like the wind has been knocked out of him and he instantly put his hand on the back of your neck so you couldn’t pull away. He began to kiss back, with his free hand holding your waist. He deepened the kiss, licking your bottom lip which you parted willingly. He slipped his tongue past your lips and explored his newfound territory.
You were amazed by how good he was at kissing, and you felt like you were floating on cloud nine. The guy you had wanted for years, was finally yours. He gently pushed you on your back and hovered over you not once breaking the kiss. You moved your arms from his cheeks to wrap around his neck and held him closer. It was only when you both heard two voices coming into the room that you quickly parted away.
“Ew gross, Shinichiro get off of (Y/N). She doesn’t want you kissing her! She is supposed to marry me!”
“Shut up Mikey, she can’t marry you. You are way too young to marry (Y/N),” Emma said. Shinichiro quickly moved off of you, and you sat up with a bright blush.
“What are you guys doing in my room? Get out,” Shinichiro said.
“We want to hang out with (Y/N). You are hogging her all to yourself.”
“Brat, she came over to spend time with me…”
“So~ she doesn’t even like you. She is probably going to reject you for the 21st time,” Mikey huffed.
“Actually, she already said she loves me too. So beat that, brat.” Shinichiro said and Mikey rolled his eyes.
“(Y/N), tell him you are going to reject him and marry me.”
“Uh~”
“She can’t reject me if she loves me too.”
“Maybe you need to clean your ears out.”
“No~ watch~ (Y/N), will you be my girlfriend? Please?” He asked, and you couldn’t help but laugh.
“Sorry Mikey, your brother and sister are right. I can’t marry you, plus I really do love Shin~. And Shin, of course, I will be your girlfriend…”
Shinichiro smiled widely, as he showered your face in nothing but kisses. He glanced at Mikey who was pouting and he stuck his tongue out childishly.
“Shin~leave Mikey alone.”
“Okay… now out you two.”
“Oo, will you marry him (Y/N)? If so that means we are sisters.” Emma bounced up and down and you couldn’t help but laugh.
“Shinichiro help~,” You said.
“Of course she is.”
“Shinichiro! Not what I meant, we just started dating…” You exclaimed, face burning.
“It’s true, I am not letting you go. You are stuck with me.”
“I am gonna steal her away…” Mikey declared.
“If anything happens I will steal her away.”
You face palmed and Shinichiro ended up chasing Mikey out of the room. Emma sat beside you.
“Boys are weird.”
“You got that right…”
The Sano siblings have my heart especially Shinichiro 😌
❀ 20 TIMES IN 10 YEARS | TOKYO REVENGERS
— shinichiro’s love for her doesn’t change, even throughout the years
🥛 — sano shinichiro ( + sano siblings, black dragons)
🧾 — female reader, second pov (you/your), cursing, fluff, pining, hurt no comfort, angst, canonical character death, au - canon divergence, imagine
✉ — eventual angst at the end because of course. maybe i’ll write a full fanfiction to expound this, maybe i won’t. also, i’ll try to remember to write sister, sister in izana’s pov soon
🔖 — inspired by this
The first time he confessed to you, he was barely fourteen years old and running a rising gang named Black Dragons. Everyone who had heard of his name had all thought that he was some tall, broad, male with a lean body who can defeat anyone that dares to defy him.
Your first thought of Sano Shinichiro was that he’s a dork.
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The Sano siblings have my heart especially Shinichiro 😌
❀ 20 TIMES IN 10 YEARS | TOKYO REVENGERS
— shinichiro’s love for her doesn’t change, even throughout the years
🥛 — sano shinichiro ( + sano siblings, black dragons)
🧾 — female reader, second pov (you/your), cursing, fluff, pining, hurt no comfort, angst, canonical character death, au - canon divergence, imagine
✉ — eventual angst at the end because of course. maybe i’ll write a full fanfiction to expound this, maybe i won’t. also, i’ll try to remember to write sister, sister in izana’s pov soon
🔖 — inspired by this
The first time he confessed to you, he was barely fourteen years old and running a rising gang named Black Dragons. Everyone who had heard of his name had all thought that he was some tall, broad, male with a lean body who can defeat anyone that dares to defy him.
Your first thought of Sano Shinichiro was that he’s a dork.
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ideas?? giving shinichiro kisses randomly because after seeing that panel of him last night my heart has been warm againn🥺 it can be nsfw or sfw anythingg
Kisses
Heyy! Thanks for requesting <33
Sano Shinichiro x gn!reader
Fluff
Shinichiro was stressed. And it was understandable. Uniting the two gangs and befriending their leaders took a lot of time and energy, and of course it wore him out. Taking care of his two younger siblings wasn’t doing him any justice either. And to add to that, his grandfather was fast on his tail, talking about his grades and how he still doesn’t know how to fight. All Shinichiro wanted now was to rest, but even that seemed impossible.
You found him after walking out of the shop, not finding what you needed in there. Your boyfriend was leaning on a brick wall, smoking a cigarette. His bike stood nearby. You softly smiled to yourself and walked up to him. He was so deep in thought, he didn’t notice your figure nearing to him. He was brought out of his thoughts when he felt your arms snake around him. He chuckled slightly and threw the cigarette to the floor.
“Hey, babe.” You look up to him and give him a smile.
“Hey, cutie.” He hummed.
Looking around you noticed that there wasn’t a person in sight. And then suddenly you let go of him and put your palms on his cheeks. You slowly brushed them with your thumbs. He leaned into your palms and let out a satisfied sigh. You took that as a sign that he wasn’t as tense as before and quickly brought your lips to his face. Pecking his chin, forehead, nose, cheeks and then lastly you kissed his lips.
Shinichiro’s hands were still on your waist and he used that to his advantage, bringing you closer to him and deepening the kiss. After a while you heard people coming close to you two and leaned backwards a bit, breaking the kiss. Your noses were still touching. You noticed he was pouting and you rolled your eyes.
“Let’s go back home, you big baby. You’ll get plenty of kisses there.”
Shinichiro never thought he’d be glad for getting rejected so many times. But looking at you now he was silently thanking every single girl for rejecting him, because otherwise he would’ve never met you.
Boys Will Be Bugs
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The first generation of Black Dragon meet an artist!reader at school and slowly become friends.
Platonic!Wakasa, Benkei, Akashi x gn!reader and slightly romantic Shinichiro x reader
I don’t really like this (I don’t like this at all) but I already wrote it so I decided to just post it lol
Pt 2 BEE BOY
Pt 3 (last part) MY FAVOURITE BUG
Shinichiro sighs and looks around, searching for an empty classroom. Letting his friends meet him at his school was already a mistake, since the principal isn’t very friendly towards people from other schools. If anyone snitches to the principal, he’s dead. His grandfather won’t let him live this down and on top of that he’ll get detention. Wakasa, Benkei and Akashi surely make other’s heads turn towards them, because of their scary aura. The fact that they’re well known delinquents doesn’t make it any better. Shinichiro glances through a little window on a door and the classroom seems empty. They walk into it and he let’s out a sigh, feeling relieved.
The guys sit down on a few chairs that were in the classroom and start talking about gang business. Though the eldest Sano’s joy was short lived. The classroom door opens and you walk in, holding your tote bag full of art supplies. With earphones on and deep in thought you don’t notice the three scary looking delinquents and their stressed leader staring at you. You put down the bag and turn around to walk towards your unfinished painting that was left in the classroom. That’s when you notice the four guys that look so out of place, it was funny. Your lips part a bit and you raise your eyebrows out of surprise.
“Uhh.. Can I help you?” You clear your throat. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you guys in the art club before. Or are you new?”
Shinichiro quickly stands up, blush covering his whole face. He was embarrassed, but also feeling shy, because he just saw the most beautiful person ever. How are you even real?
“Oh.. Sorry. I thought this club was over already and we really needed an empty classroom.” He explains, hoping you won’t turn around and walk to the principals office to snitch on him. You let out a hum.
“The art club should start in like ten or fifteen minutes.” You notice his face drop. “But the sewing club just ended twenty minutes ago and no one should be in the classroom by now.”
“Is the classroom unlocked?” Akashi asks, looking at you. The look he gave you made shivers run down your spine, but you shook it off quickly.
“Oh right.. I can give you the key. And once you guys are done with whatever, you can just bring it back to me. I can trust you, yeah?” Shinichiro quickly nods. “Okay so, when you come here to give me back the key, if I’m not the one to open the door, just tell them that you need to talk to (L/N) (Y/N).” You grab the classroom key from your bag and give it to Sano.
“How come you have your own key?” He asks.
“I go to the sewing club and most of the time I’m the last one to leave. Sometimes even hours later..” you blush a bit. “So they just gave me a key, so I can stay for however long I want.”
They say a quick thanks and leave the art club. But that wasn’t the last time they saw you. For a month straight, every Tuesday, they would walk into the classroom before art club started and you would give them the key. You even considered to make them one of their own, but quickly crossed out that thought. It wasn’t your place to do that. The teacher and principal trusted you, and you didn’t want to loose the trust.
But one day, the sewing club lasted way longer than expected. You were all alone in the art club classroom and they walked in, a bit slumped.
“Here’s your key.” Wakasa dropped it on your table. “The club isn’t over and they should be there for a few more hours.”
The guys almost walked out of the class, but before they could, you lowered the music you were listening to and let out a sigh.
“You could stay here y’know that right?” The paintbrush you were holding, was dipped into water. “I’m listening to music with earphones on. I won’t hear whatever you all are talking about. Plus I put all of my attention to painting, so no need to worry. It’ll be like I’m not even here.”
And they did stay that day. And the next week. And the next.. Slowly, but surely you all became friends. They would bring you snacks and would tell you to take a break from painting, since you would stay in one place for hours. You got to know them and they got to know you. Though when painting you would still put on your earphones and listen to whatever was playing from your playlist, as loud as possible.(sometimes they would talk so loud, you would still hear them, no matter how loud the song was. But your full attention was on painting, so you wouldn’t know exactly what they were talking about, just a few snippets here and there).
One day they walked into the classroom and it seemed like nothing was out of the ordinary. Except for Shinichiro’s hair. He ditched the hair gel. You thought it looked better that way. You were having an art block and couldn’t paint anything and on top of that, you forgot your headphones. They didn’t mind if you heard what they were talking about. Shinichiro even stood up and did a few fighting moves (they looked more like dance moves, but you didn’t want to ruin his mood by saying that) while talking about the latest fight they were in. An idea crossed your mind and you went straight to work.
A week later they barged into the classroom, and found you drinking coffee, while looking at a huge painting you were working on. That day you didn’t forget your headphones and were once again listening to music. They gave you whatever snacks they packed for you and sat down to talk. Your presence was calming for them. They had no need to come back to that classroom (Wakasa, Akashi and Benkei especially. They didn’t even go to this school. By the looks of it, they showed up to your school more than theirs), but they did. It felt cozy. They even changed up their schedule and came to that classroom after art club was over, knowing that you’ll stay there for a few more hours.
But that day you left earlier than usually. You left them the classroom key and a big envelope. They opened it as soon as you left and found portraits of them. Every single portrait had a different bug drawn on it. There was a butterfly flying around Wakasa, a bee on Sano’s nose, a dragonfly sitting on Akashi’s shoulder and a grasshopper on Benkei’s head. They furrow their brows and look at each other’s drawings. As they turn them around to see if there’s anything there, they notice handwritten notes.
“Sano Shinichiro, bees are not designed to be able to fly. I read it somewhere on a newspaper and it NEVER left my mind. But they really wanted to fly and adapted so they could. Can you imagine that?? How cool. Bees also symbolise hard work and dedication. You remind me of a bee. You work so hard for others. (I also didn’t think you’re “designed” to be a gang leader, but it seems like all is going well. I’m happy for you.) But like a bee, you need to sometimes stop and look at the pretty flowers (they suck the nectar, but I don’t think I want to see you trying to suck nectar from flowers). By that I mean, stop and look around. Life is great. Spend some time with yourself, or just go do something fun! You overwork yourself.”
“Wakasa Imaushi. Butterflies are not only beautiful, but also have mystery and symbolism. They are a metaphor representing transformation, change, hope and life. I know it was hard for you to change your ways and drop your own gang. But maybe it was time for a change? I notice how happy the guys make you. You just try not to show it, huh? Your “I’m too cool to give a fuck” face doesn’t work on me. Butterflies also remind us that life is short. So live your life to the fullest. You’re a cool dude.”
“Akashi Takeomi. To a warrior, a dragonfly tattoo represents agility, power, speed, victory, and courage. You remind me of a warrior. You’re this big scary guy (you’re not actually THAT scary..) and most people fear you. You have this strong aura around you. (You remind me of the God of war Ares. But better, because you’re a very nice guy. Thank you for always buying me drinks! I never thought I’d like that brand, because they seemed too sweet for my liking, but now I’m hooked.) Dragonflies encourage people to get rid of their doubts and live life to the fullest. You remind me of a dragonfly for some reason.”
“Arashi Keizo. Grasshoppers are interesting bugs. Their carefree life is a reminder to enjoy the pleasures of life. (I hope you’re enjoying your life, I think you’re a really great and friendly guy. Thank you for the snacks, you somehow always bring my favourite snacks?? Wizard.) Having the grasshopper as your spirit animal means that you have a lovely personality and people tend to enjoy your company. (I enjoy your company. And the other’s as well. Thank you, Sano, Akashi and Wakasa for always keeping me company. I now realise how lonely it was without you here.)”
Shinichiro starts to blush and realises you just screwed him over. The small crush he had on you, just turned into a way bigger one. They all smile and share the little notes they got with the portraits. And as they were trying to put the drawings back into the envelope, so they could safely bring them back home, they notice something written on it too.
BOYS WILL BE BUGS
BEE BOY
Part two of BOYS WILL BE BUGS
LAST PART MY FAVOURITE BUG
Sano Shinichiro x gn!reader and platonic!Wakasa, Akasahi, Benkei x reader
Prom is coming up and Shinichiro still hasn’t got a date. Thought you don’t have a date either. A coincidence? Maybe, though I think it’s fate.
Fluff flufffff, Shinichiro being awkward
Around 1k words
You let out a sigh and walk into the art club classroom. You had to fetch yourself a coffee, because you almost fell asleep while painting and were so close to ruining the painting you’ve been working on for weeks. Four voices catch your attention and a huge smile adorns your face, as you realise your favourite people finally came. One look to the left and you see that they’re already as comfortable as ever, the table filled with snacks. They smile and wave at you, telling you to sit down with them for awhile, before going back to the painting that now stood forgotten on the other side of the classroom. You sit down next to Shinichiro, Benkei sitting to your right, and take a sip of your coffee.
“What’s up, Sano?” You tilt your head slightly. “You look kinda.. off? What’s on your mind?”
“The guy still hasn’t got a date for prom.” Wakasa laughs.
“Oh? Is prom happening soon?” You furrow your brows and try to think hard if you’ve heard anything about prom. Not that you could remember, though you don’t really listen to stuff like that, not having much time to stress over what you should wear and who you should go with.
“You..You don’t know that prom is happening next week?!” Shinichiro’s eyes widen and his mouth hangs open.
“Close your mouth, Sano. Or else bugs will fly into it.” You smirk. “No. I don’t remember hearing anything about prom. Probably because I always sit in this damned classroom.” A sigh leaves your lips. “Not that I’m complaining. It’s kinda cozy here.” The guys nod, agreeing with it. They couldn’t disagree with you, they’ve been coming here for five months now.
“And nobody asked you out? Y’know, as their prom date?” Akashi raises his brow, confused.
“Uh, no? I’m not really.. good looking? And anyone’s type? I also just always sit in silence and don’t really talk to anyone else, besides you guys and the other members of the art and sewing clubs. Which consists of only girls who are way younger than me. I would be surprised if the others even knew that I exist.” You chuckle.
“Don’t you wanna go to prom?” Wakasa takes a bag of chips from the table and opens it. “Most people dream of it since they were children. And also stop lying to yourself. We all know you’re good looking.” He rolls his eyes.
“Why didn’t you go to the prom that your school held, huh, Wakasa?” You grab a candy bar that Benkei brought you. “You’re not the only one who doesn’t care about prom. And as I just said no one has asked me to go with them. So I’ll just stay at home, laying in my comfortable bed.” You let out a dreamy sigh. “Gahh, I wish I was in my bed right now..” The guys just roll their eyes at you and look at a pouty Shinichiro, who looks on the verge of tears.
“I’ve asked five girls! Five! And they all rejected me.” He hits the table, which causes Akashi to scold him.
“Do you really wanna go that bad?” You look at him shocked. You knew Shinichiro has been dreaming of having a love life for the longest time now. Thought he never really looked like that much of a romantic. And prom? For some reason you thought he would rather spend his time driving around with his bike and causing ruckus with the other guys.
“Yes!” He whines and slumps on the chair he was sitting on. He grabs the bag of chips from Wakasa’s hands and pours the remaining chips into his mouth. Wakasa hits him in the back of the head, causing Shinichiro to slightly choke. He pretends to actually seriously choke and starts shaking in his chair, which makes you giggle at his dumb antics. He sees you laughing and smiles, stars shining in his eyes. He couldn’t believe how beautiful you looked. He kept telling the guys how you look like a god/goddess of beauty. And how he wished he had your talent, so he could paint you. Thought that also wouldn’t fully show how gorgeous you are. In his eyes, no words, paintings or anything could actually show the beauty you hold. He wishes he was a poet so he could write a whole book of poems just about you. The other three guys just stared at him and shook their heads. Shinichiro was so dumb. He asked other people to go to prom with him, but not you.
“Well if you want to go that bad.. and you if you don’t get a date by then.. I could go with you?” You raise an eyebrow and throw a smile his way. “I’d keep you company.”
“Y..You would?” He gasps. “No!”
“No?” You repeat, confused. “You don’t wanna go with me?” You were slightly disappointed.
“That’s not what I mean!” He groans and hides his face in his hands. “I was supposed to y’know.. do a promposal or whatever they’re called! I do wanna go with you, but I didn’t even ask you properly.”
“You didn’t even ask me, dumbass.” You facepalm. “I just did.” You stood up from the chair and stretched a bit. “So are we going together, or no?”
“Yeah!!” He excitedly answers and them clears his throat, and makes his voice deeper. “I mean yeah, sure.” You let out a laugh and put on your earphones, walking towards the unfinished painting.
“I’ll be waiting for the prom then, bee boy.”
MY FAVOURITE BUG
The last part of BOYS WILL BE BUGS. You don’t need to, but you can read the other parts here: PART ONE and PART TWO
Sano Shinichiro x gn!reader
FLUFF, slight angst? 1.4k words
"So? What happened next?" The girls eyes were shining in interest as she leaned forward, lips slightly parted.
"The week passed incredibly fast. I bought my dress/suit with my last money. I was saving up for more art supplies, so it was extremely painful to watch the cashier take all of my money." You let out a giggle and look at the kids sitting in front of you.
Emma was sitting to Draken's left, while Mikey was sitting to his right. Their new friend Takemichi was sitting next to Mikey and his girlfriend Hina was sitting next to him. Baji was sitting right next to the couch, on the ground for some reason. But he wasn't alone, since Chifuyu also joined him.
"Shinichiro was stressed. He didn't know which flowers to buy and he even thought of buying a ring for some reason? I heard the guys talking about it in the art classroom and they told him that the ring was unnecessary." You look at your right hand, the cheap, but beautiful ring was adorning your finger. "He did buy the ring.. Though he gifted it to me later on in life. On our one year anniversary. Said it was a promise ring and that in the future he'd change it into an engagement ring..." The teenagers look at the ring on your finger. All of them had soft expressions on their faces. Hina, Takemichi and Chifuyu never got the chance to meet the eldest Sano, but from all of the stories they knew that he was an amazing person.
Baji always felt guilty for what happened and he didn’t want to face you, stating that it’ll be better for you to not see one of the two boys that were at fault for your lovers death. But you awaited with open arms, saying that you could never be mad at him, you understood that he didn’t mean for it to happen. He was just a kid.
"How did prom go for the two of you?" Hina asked dreamily. She couldn't wait until Takemichi and her could go to prom together. Thinking of all the possible ways he will ask her out.
"Well.."
Standing in your room you looked at the mirror. Fixing up the last details of the look. Until you heard someone knocking on your door. As you run towards the door, you start to feel anxious. What if Shinichiro thought that it was a mistake to go with you? He did ask other girls.. What if one of them changed her mind? As you open the door, you see a scared Shinichiro standing in front of you. Shaking slightly.
"I'm so sorry!" He suddenly yells and your anxiety gets worse. "I bought these beautiful flowers, but I didn't think about the fact that they wouldn't live for long since I drove with my bike here.. Though a few of them survived the ride!" He shows you the bouquet of flowers and you stiffen a laugh. There were like three flowers that were left untouched. The main portion of the bouquet was just stems.
"It's the thought that counts?" You smile and take the flowers out of his hands. "Thank you, Shin." You give him a hug. And as you walk away from him to put the flowers into a vase, his jaw dropped. You looked so.. ethereal. You were always beautiful. But now.. He pinched himself to check if he wasn't dreaming, thinking you wouldn't see him. But you did. You started to blush and looked straight to his eyes, sending him a smile.
"He pinched himself?! What a loser." Mikey laughs, but you know it's not mean spirited. Emma and him missed their older brother. Even to this day, they would come to the house you once shared with Shinichiro, for sleepovers. You gave them a few of his sweaters so they would always have a piece of him with them.
“What kind of flowers were they?” Emma asks, putting her head on Draken’s shoulder.
“White camellias. I have them framed. Here.” You nod your head towards the three framed flowers. “I pressed them with a book. Didn’t think too much of the meaning at first, but a few days later I realised that white camellias symbolize adoration.”
“Here. Give me your hand.” Shinichiro takes your hand into his and helps you to hop off of his bike. You thought he’d let go of it as soon as possible, but he didn’t. He squeezed it a few times and you saw a red colour painting his face and ears. “You ready?”
“Yeah..” you squeeze his hand back and the both of you walk into school. Music was already playing and could be heard through out the corridors. As you get closer to the school hall, Shinichiro suddenly stops and let’s out a shaky breath.
“You..” he clears his throat. “You don’t regret coming with me, right?” He looks at you and in that moment you realised that he looked more like a lost puppy, than a gang leader. “If you.. It’s not too late y’know? You can go with someone else, I don’t mind! Actually-“
“Shinichiro.” You interrupt him and squeeze his hand once again. “I don’t like events like.. prom. Or places full of people and loud music. I would rather stay at home.” You put your other hand on his cheek, stroking it with your thumb. “But I wanna do this with you. And no one else. Okay? I feel like I’ll actually have fun today. And the main reason for that is the fact that you’re here with me. Thank you for giving me an opportunity to actually leave my house and that damned art classroom to actually have fun and socialise.” You let out a laugh.
“No..” Shinichiro leans more into your palm on his face. “Thank you, (Y/N). For everything.”
“I didn’t know he was such a romantic.” Baji comments and Mikey kicks him, making Baji fall to the floor from his sitting position.
“C’mon! He would always dream about love! What d’you mean you didn’t know he was into romance.”
So many different type of emotions were clouding your mind. But most of the anxious thoughts were erased from your mind when you look into his eyes. Your hands were around his neck and his were around your waist. A slow song was playing, as the both of you felt like you were the only ones who showed up to prom. Slowly you put your head on his shoulder, breaking the eye contact and closing your eyes, finding comfort in his arms. It all felt too good to be true.
Was this the butterfly effect you were reading about not too long ago? An accidental meeting with a few random boys and giving them a key to an empty classroom led to this night. You gained four amazing friends, but also developed a crush on the awkward dark haired boy. What if that day you decided to skip art club? Whatever. That didn’t happen and that’s all that matters.
The song was coming to an end and you bring your head up from his shoulder and look at him. Shinichiro was blushing and smiling. He leaned forward a bit, his lips almost touching your ear.
“Can I.. Can I kiss you?” He whispers. It felt like you lost your voice. Your throat went dry and the only thing you could do was nod your head.
The both of you had your first kiss that night.
“What happened after that?” Hina asks. “When did he ask you out on a date?”
“That night he asked for me to become his significant other first. And after I agreed, he asked me out on an actual date.” You smile at the memory. “Remember the drawings I told you about?” They nodded their heads. “He actually got the bee I drew tattooed on his arm. On our three year anniversary.”
All of you kept talking for the rest of the evening. Even though he wasn’t there with you anymore, he lived on in all of your memories. And even though you couldn’t see him, Shinichiro was sitting right beside you, listening to all of the stories with a huge and proud smile.
BONUS:
Mikey runs around the unknown school. Damn Takemichi and him not answering his or Draken’s texts. A meeting was going to be held soon and they needed to get ahold of Takemichi as soon as possible. Mikey grabs the door handle and opens it with force.
Though he was met not with Takemichi, but with a girl who looked around his age. She slowly puts down the paintbrush she was holding and takes off her earphones.
“Uhh.. Can I help you?” She clears her throat. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in the art club before. Or are you new?”
CIGARETTES
Shinichiro x gn!reader
Fluff to angst. Character death.
You always hated cigarettes. The smell, the concept - everything about them disgusted you.
Poor little Liddy used to always quit
But she never really quit
She'd just say she did
At the age of sixteen Shinichiro tried his first cigarette. He took it from Takeomi who already had the cancer stick between his lips. It was disgusting, he started coughing and tried to spit out the taste as much as possible. And when it didn’t work he tried chewing gum which Benkei forced into his palm. He bought a can of soda from a near by corner shop and stole a lolly pop from Wakasa. His friends laughed at him and Shinichiro swore to himself that he’d never smoke again.
“That’s good.” You smile at him as he sat in your bedroom after sneaking in through the window. “I hate cigarettes. They smell bad and I wouldn’t kiss you if you smoked.”
At the age of seventeen Shinichiro took his second cigarette, thinking things would be different. He stole it from Takeomi. He always had a pack of red Marlboro’s in his gang jacket. And since he accidentally left it in Shin’s room, he decided to try again. This time alone in the comfort of his own room. It was still disgusting. Shinichiro started coughing again and took a glass of apple juice that he already had prepared for himself. Though at that moment he decided to try and smoke the whole stick. Even if it meant he’d feel like vomiting.
“It looks cool.” He murmurs to himself. “I wanna be as cool as them.”
At the age of eighteen Shinichiro had a hidden pack of cigarettes in his room. He didn’t want you to know about him smoking. He thought you didn’t need to know. After all it was nothing serious. He only smoked once every couple of weeks, to look cool around the guys. He knew you hated everything about cigarettes. From the smell that lingered around people that smoked them to the fact that they killed people. “Anything can kill us.” Shinichiro once told you and you just shook your head telling him that he wouldn’t understand. And he remembered your threat about you not kissing him. So he decided to just keep this information to himself. After all what you don’t know won’t hurt you.
“Yeah I usually smoke in the mornings, outside my room.” He smirks at Benkei.
At the age of nineteen Shinichiro couldn’t hide the fact that he smoked anymore. The smell was always with him whenever he came over to visit you. It was stuck on his dirty white shirt, it was stuck in his hair, it was stuck on his hand and it was especially stuck on his lips and tongue when he kissed you. You pushed him off of you and made a disgusted face. “It’s gross. I don’t want to kiss you after you just smoked.” You sat further away from him and looked at the posters decorating your room. Shinichiro felt his heart break after you moved away from him after breaking your kiss off.
“I’m sorry. I promise I’ll quit.” He says before laying down.
At the age of twenty Shinichiro only smoked when he worked on bikes. Which was around once a week. You grew accustomed to the smell. Well slightly. You still weren’t a big fan and Shinichiro respected that. And you respected him by not being controlling and letting him do what he wants. The only rule was to not smoke before meeting you and while he was with you.
Mikey sat beside his brother watching him work with a big smile. “One day I’ll be just like you, Shin.”
At the age of twenty one Shinichiro smoked cigarettes way more often. He was stressed. He disbanded the Black Dragon and opened up his new bike shop. Of course it all went well, but he didn’t know when to stop. He overworked himself and spent almost all of his days there. You came to visit him some days when you had free time, but you had been busy working as well. After all the two of you wanted to start renting out a place together and you needed the money. You stoped bugging Shin about the smell of cigarettes and kissed him even after he smoked. The two of you were always working and you tried to cherish every minute you could be together.
At the age of twenty two you had already been living together. Everything was going great and the two of you couldn’t be happier. Shinichiro was living the life of his dreams with you by his side and he knew it was time for more. It was time to take the next step. He decided to buy you a ring and propose. With the help of his closest friends Wakasa, Takeomi and Benkei he found the perfect ring and they planned a perfect proposal. He swore he could feel his heart explode with excitement. You will finally become a Sano.
At the age of twenty three Shinichiro lost his life. It was tragedy which no one expected. And the fact that it was caused by his younger brother’s friends made the situation way more heartbreaking. A jacket which always hung in his shop, was given to you by his grandfather. And in the pocked you found something that you probably shouldn’t have.
You attended his funeral dressed in all black and with an engagement ring on your finger. “You’re Shinichiro’s girlfriend/boyfriend/partner right?” A guy asked. He was a member of the Black Dragon before it disbanded and you only met him once before. “No. I’m his fiancé.”
At the age of twenty four you became addicted to cigarettes, because only they brought you comfort. The smell reminded you of your dead lover and that was enough for now. You smoked when you were out with Shinichiro’s and now your friends, you smoked in restaurants, you smoked in parks, you smoked inside your own home. Whenever you needed to feel Shinichiro’s presence, you took out a lighter and a pack of cigarettes out of the jacket that was given to you after his death.
We'll find moonlit nights strangely empty
Because when you call my name through them
There will be no answer
Rather melodramatic, aren't you?