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Yandere Baki Series:

Sunset Seeker

Yandere Jack Hanma x Fem Reader

TW: Yandere behavior, uncomfortable encounter, etc.

Kindness. Compassion. Love. Those three were foreign emotions to Jack Hanma. A difficult conundrum to the blonde warrior… especially because he finally experienced those emotions through his nurse, (your name).

She was soft and sweet. The kind of girl any guy would want to be with, maybe that was what drew Jack in… like a moth to her flame.

Jack was drawn to (your name) to an unnatural degree. He knew there was no way she’d pick him out from the two… he was too boorish. He could not compete with the luxuries Hanayama had or the warmth Katsumi could give her. He was not warm like the morning sun or relaxing like the midnight moon, no. Jack was the sunset.

A time where the day had ended and night began. A fleeting existence that few appreciated as they retired for the day or prepared to go out after dusk.

Jack ran a hand through his buzzcut and sighed. He couldn’t be distracted by these feelings, he had a goal to fulfill…

And yet Jack found himself on the doorstep of (your name)’s home. His large body looked completely out of place near the quaint home. The same way he felt whenever he was near (your name).

Jack stuck his face in his hands and sighed. What was he doing? This was all so-

Jack was surprised to see (your name) stand in front of him with her keys in her hand. Her eyebrow was quirked and her face held a perplexed expression.

“Jack? What brings you to my humble abode?” (Your name) softly asked the grumpy giant.

“…” Jack sat there for a minute before he sighed. “I just wanted to see you.”

(Your name) furrowed her brow in confusion. Jack wanted to see her? She thought he disliked her… “Did someone finally knock the last bit of sense out of you? Do you have a concussion?”

Jack shook his head and loudly sighed. Of course she wouldn’t if understand. Jack, himself, didn’t understand his desire to see her either. “No… I-I.”

Jack clenched his fists as he tried to search for the words. He was a man of very few and this was far more stressful than he had imagined it would be.

“I saw you and Katsumi.” Jack’s voice was so quiet, she almost didn’t hear him. “I’m jealous.”

Someone might as well have told (your name) that pigs could fly from the expression she had on her face. Jack was jealous… of her? Or Katsumi? Jack had a complete disinterest in women so she had a feeling he may have been gay.

“I apologize if you feel that way, but I can assure you that Katsumi is-“ (your name) gulped when a Jack stood up at his full height. His body now towered over her.

“Katsumi is weird… and so is Hanayama.” Jack gently placed his palms on her shoulders, the mass of his hands nearly swallowed her whole. “Why do you surround yourself with men who have strange intentions?”

(Your name) pursed her lip, confusion began to seep into her skin. Why would Jack be so concerned about her friend (and new boyfriend)? It’s not like he- oh my… Jack liked her? Is that why he was so unnecessarily mean?

The constant nagging, the awkward gestures, and his constant verbal attack on (your name)’s friends’ character were all because he was flirting? Holy hell, this was an entire revelation.

“Jack, I had no idea-“

“I’m not romantic. Hell, I’m not even nice.” Jack sucked in a breath. “I don’t deserve your kindness, I never did but… I enjoyed your care.”

(Your name) blinked when Jack bent down to her height, his face now a foot from hers. Even at her height now, Jack’s presence felt could swallow her whole.

“You never treated me like a monster.” Jack’s voice was barely above a whisper yet his words pierced her very soul and his eyes… his cinnamon eyes were filled with so much emotion, she could drown in them. “I don’t know how to say how I feel, but I could show you.”

And that’s when Jack leaned forward and pressed the most awkward kiss on her cheeks. His lips were slightly chapped and she could feel a bit of saliva on her skin. Jack’s entire body trembled before he began to pepper her cheeks with another. And then one more… and soon it was a barrage of kisses, each one more intense than the last.

“Hey. Hey!” (Your name) had to put her hands on Jack’s lips to stop him. “Stop that. If I wanted to be kissed by a dog, I’d go to my friend’s house-“

(Your name) squealed when Jack licked her palms. “Ew! Jack-“

“I can’t get enough of how you taste…” Jack whispered, his tongue darted out to lick his lips. “No wonder Hanayama always said you tasted sweet.”

What the hell did he mean by that?! She’s never kissed Hanayama… Hanayama a weirdo too, wasn’t he? At least Katsumi seemed normal.

“That… leave the premise immediately!” (Your name) shook her hands to try to get the feeling of his saliva off.

Jack chuckled at her reaction… this one was so much better than the others he has gotten from her. The way her nose crinkled in disgust while her cheeks were a beet red, it was exhilarating. Jack wanted to see more… but he knew he’s already pushed too far. He didn’t want to get involved with the police again.

“Alright, alright. I apologize.” Jack stuck up his arms in surrender. “But think about what I said. I’m the only one who hasn’t really hidden my intentions from you.”

Jack gave (your name) a small pat on the back before he sauntered off into the sunset. The young woman now left to her own devices…

(Your name) still couldn’t understand what he meant by what Hanayama had said about her tasting sweet. She barely talked with that man, let alone kissed him.

(Your name) shook her head and sighed before she went into her home. A giant bouquet of roses sat at the center of her table, a large card attached to them.

‘From your Midnight Man.’

🌶️ Yandere Baki Short Stories: Longing (Part 1) 🌶️

Yandere Katsumi Orochi x Physical Therapist Afab Reader

As requested by Monster Anon

3.3 k words

Pink Camellias symbolize longing

Minors DNI

Trigger Warning: Yandere behavior, male masturbation, one sided pinning, and breeding kink (mention)

Katsumi laid in his hospital bed, his body shifted under the covers in nervousness. His hand held the bandaged nub that was left of his right arm.

“Mister Orochi?” Katsumi perked up when he heard his surname, his dark eyes widened when he saw a cute young woman in the door way. A bright smile on her lips when their eyes met. “My name is (your full name). I’m going to be your physical therapist.”

Katsumi couldn’t breathe, he was so enchanted by her… did he just develop an instant crush? No… that was unprofessional. He didn’t have time for a relationship when he had to focus on karate…

“It’s nice to meet you, I’m Katsumi Orochi.” Katsumi smiled at her, his palm a bit sweaty in his nervousness. Why did she have to be so attractive?

“Let’s get to work, shall we?” And with that simple sentence, she unknowingly solidified her place in Katsumi’s life.

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“So Katou and I decided to get you a little something.” Katsumi’s friend, Atsushi Suedou, held out a gift bag to him. His best friend, Kiyosumi Katou, snickered and bumped his elbow into Suedou. Katsumi immediately knew this was a gag gift.

“I feel like this is something gross and I’m not sure if I should open it…” Katsumi sighed but Suedou reassured him.

“I mean it is but at the same time… you lost your right arm, dude.”

Katsumi peaked in the bag and immediately turned a bright, cherry red. He couldn’t believe what they had gotten him…

“You guys got me a flesh light?!” Katsumi hissed quietly which only made Katou cackle. Katsumi felt his whole body flush in embarrassment. “What is wrong with you-“

“And lube-“ Suedou put his hand over Katou’s mouth but Katou pushed it away.

“Katsumi, I’ve seen that cute little therapist you eye.” Suedou sighed while Katou tried to cover his mouth to silence his snickers. “You probably have a hell of a time-“

“You have blue balls all the time so we decided to get you a little something since you’re too much of a pussy to ask her out.” Katou cut off Suedou. “Seriously, dude. Just ask her out already.”

Katsumi grabbed one of his pillows off his hospital bed and threw it at Katou. “Get out! Both of you!”

Katou only continued to laugh as him and Suedou exited. But Katou made sure to get one last word in.

“God you’re such a virgin-“ Katou’s face was only met with yet another pillow.

A flustered Katsumi breathed heavily, the karateka held his cheeks in his palm to try to calm himself. They didn’t have to call him out like that…

Wasn’t a man allowed to wait to sleep with someone unless he was in love with them?

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Now Katsumi was much more capable than what he lead onto (your name), but he couldn’t bear to not have her near him anymore if he was discharged from therapy. The last two months, he’s grown extremely attached to her… he wasn’t used to such care and he didn’t ever want her to leave. Even if he was just a patient in her eyes, he didn’t see it that way.

Katsumi really liked her… he couldn’t stop thinking about her. Katsumi was tempted more and more to ask her out but he was afraid… he was afraid she’d turn him down.

“I have no idea why you insist on wearing these flannels… there’s so many buttons, Katsumi.” Katsumi shivered when his name fell from her pretty lips. He was finally able to get her to drop the formalities and just call him by his first name. It only served as more fuel for his rampant fantasies of her.

Katsumi blushed when (your name)’s body leaned forward slightly to button all the buttons for him. Her soft fingers brushed against his clothes chest and… he could see her chest from this angle… he just hoped she didn’t look down at the strained erection in his pants. Hell would break loose then. (Your name) did things to him he never thought anyone would have the power to do.

She made his body ache for her. He so badly wanted to press her against the wall and-

“There.” (Your name) smiled warmly at Katsumi once she finished up the final button. The action snapped Katsumi from his salacious fantasies. A victorious smile on her soft lips. “All done. You should be good to go now-“

(Your name) nearly fell over when she tried to rise up too fast but Katsumi was able to pull her to him with his left arm. A bright blush on both of their faces from the proximity of their bodies. All Katsumi had to do was lean forward and claim those soft looking lips…

(Your name) quickly sat up and cleared her throat. “Sorry, Katsumi. I forget how clumsy I am sometimes.”

“I just saved you from some bruises. I wish you’d be more careful.” Katsumi grinned to try to hide the disappointment. He wondered what it would take for her to finally fall for him…

“You worry too much.” (Your name) giggled, the sound made Katsumi’s heart race. Couldn’t she see his love for her? He thought he was quite obvious in his pursuit for her hand… “You’ll get wrinkles if you keep furrowing your brow like that.”

(Your name) was going to kill Katsumi if she kept this up. He was going to explode if he didn’t get her to be his girlfriend soon.

(Your name) glanced at her watch and frowned. “Looks like I have to go to my next patient. Thanks for today, Katsumi. We’ll work on buttons more, okay?”

Katsumi frowned, he didn’t want her to leave… he hated whenever she left his side. “Will I see you tomorrow?”

“Of course!” (Your name) laughs. “See you around, Katsumi!”

Katsumi waved good bye, his hand then clutched his chest to try to calm his frantic heart. She just didn’t know the power she had over him…

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Katsumi laid on his bed, his left hand covered his eyes. He couldn’t get her out of his head. She was always on his mind when he was awake and she was always in his dreams when he was asleep. She was inescapable.

Katsumi sat up and snatched his phone up. (Your name)’s smiling face was set as his home screen, a photo he had snagged in secret during their appointments. His thumb lovingly traced over her pretty face.

Katsumi then brought the phone up to his lips to kiss her digital face. This wasn’t enough anymore… he needed more.

Perhaps he should try to get her to become his personal care taker? That way he’d have someone to help cook, clean, bathe, and dress him?

Katsumi blushed at the thought of her seeing him naked. Would she be impressed? He’s been told he has a nice body a few times by his peers… he wondered if she’d think the same…

Katsumi smiled. Yes… he’d pay her triple her pay to take care of him.

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“You want me to take care of you?” (Your name) repeated softly, which made Katsumi blush.

“I have a hard time doing day to day tasks without my dominant arm and I trust you…” Katsumi whispered, his eyes shyly glanced at his feet. “I’ll pay you handsomely to be a live in caretaker-“

Katsumi’s face erupted in crimson when (your name) suddenly grabbed his left hand. His breath hitched at the soft expression on her face. Her hand was so soft and so much smaller than his… oh god. Oh god they were touching. Was he going to die? He’s always dreamed of being touched by her-

“Katsumi… I had no idea you were having a hard time! Of course I’ll help you.” (Your name) gave Katsumi’s hand a reassuring squeeze, which snapped him to his senses. There he went again into his fantasies. He needed to get a grip. “I want you to be close to normal again. I care about you, you know.”

Katsumi smiled softly, his heart fluttered. She cared about him? God… maybe they’d finally start to date with time?

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Katsumi adored having (your name) live with him. She helped him cook and clean, it was like she was his wife- he did it again! He got ahead of himself.

“Here, Katsumi. I made you some breakfast since you’re not the best at cooking.” (Your name) teased Katsumi as she set a plate of eggs and potatoes in front of him. “You should have told me you had no cooking skills prior.”

Katsumi blushed at her teasing. The young man nervously bounced his leg at the table. He adored her cooking.

(Your name) simply gave him a cute smile and gave him a playful pat on the shoulder. “It’s not a bad thing. I can teach you the basics.”

Katsumi nodded his head and took a bite. He nearly melted at the delicious flavors that hit his tongue. It was so simple but so delicious. He wondered what else tasted good on her- he was being a pervert again. God, he felt gross whenever his mind wandered to thoughts like that.

“Thank you so much for the meal. I appreciate it.” Katsumi smiled at (your name) who beamed at him, his heart nearly exploded at the sight. Why did she have to be so pretty?

“You have to go teach karate at Shinshinkai in a bit, right?” (Your name) asked Katsumi who flushed a bit. She’s only been here a few days and she already knew his schedule? He was so flattered.

“Yes I do. I teach some kindergarteners this morning since it’s Saturday.” Katsumi was shocked to see (your name)’s eyes light up.

“Really? They must be so cute…” (Your name) smiled softly, Katsumi’s eyes wide at the soft expression on her face. Did she like kids?

“Very. I have an especially ornery student but they’re all eager to learn.” Katsumi felt himself puff his chest out in pride. “I teach all ages. The toddlers are even spunkier.”

“Toddlers? My goodness… you get to be around tiny feet and hands all day.” (Your name) giggled, Katsumi felt himself soften into putty. She must really like kids… it made him like her even more, if that was possible.

“Do you want kids, (your name)?” Katsumi softly asked, his eyes darkened at her bright blush.

“One day. I still haven’t met mister right.” (Your name) chuckled nervously, Katsumi felt his breathing stop for a moment. She was single…she was single and so was he… this was perfect. “I’m quite busy with work so I haven’t had time to date.”

“I’m quite busy with karate and filling into my father’s footsteps. So I can understand.” Katsumi felt himself swell with pride at her shy expression. He wondered if she was still pure like he was- he needed to get his head out of the gutter.

“You have a lot going on for you, Katsumi.” (Your name) smiled at him. “You’re a pretty nice guy. Anyone would be lucky to be with you.”

Katsumi blushed at the compliments, his eyes glanced at her bubbly visage. Yes… he’d be sure to be hers. Katsumi won’t settle for anyone else.

“You think so?”

“I know so.” If she opened her eyes, she’d see the determined expression on the man’s face and the obsession that festered behind his eyes.

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(Your name) made her way into Shinshinkai. That goofball, Katsumi had forgotten his lunch! So she came down to bring it to him…

The young woman politely took off her shoes and entered the dojo. A tall, muscular man with brown hair quickly greeted her.

“Hey! Are you here for Katsumi?” Suedou asked (your name), the karateka did his best not to show her how jittery he was. Katsumi has a girl here for him… that lucky dog.

“Yes. He forgot his lunch.” If Suedou could float, he would. He was so proud of Katsumi… he’d have to congratulate his friend on such a catch.

“I’ll take you right to him.” Suedou lead (your name) down the hall and into the room where Katsumi was teaching. (Your name) blushed at the cute little kids who practiced inside. Their little hands flailed around as they tried to copy Katsumi’s move movements. Oh goodness this was too cute for her heart to handle.

Suedou smiled and quickly scurried off so he didn’t ruin the moment. He couldn’t wait to tell Katou.

“Hey, no interruptions-“ Katsumi glanced over at the door way in surprise when he realized it was (your name). A neatly wrapped lunch box in her hand. Katsumi told his students to take a break.

He then made his way towards (your name) with a bright smile.

“(Your name)? What are you doing here?”

“You forgot your lunch, silly.” (Your name) beamed and handed Katsumi his lunch box. The karateka blushed as he took the bundle from her hands. She was so sweet… he was so lucky.

“I guess I was in such a rush that I forgot… thank you. I’d be kind of hangry today if you didn’t come.” Katsumi blushed. A lightbulb then went off in his head. “Say… would you like to watch me teach a class?”

Say yes. Say yes. Katsumi’s mind repeated while his eyes studied her face. He anxiously waited for her reply and almost did a flip when she smiled at him.

“I’d love to.” Katsumi quickly lead her over to a bench and knocked his personal belongings onto the floor so she could sit down. (Your name) did her best to contain a laugh from how cute Katsumi was.

“Here you go, malady-“

(Your name) giggled at Katsumi, the man turned a bright red. “Was it something I said-“

“You’re so cute, Katsumi.” (Your name) smiled brightly at Katsumi. The man cleared his throat and turned away from her.

“I… I have a class to teach.” Katsumi then turned around to continue his lesson. (Your name) giggled at how red his ears were. She’d have to tease him more… he was seriously the cutest.

When the class came to a close, one of the kids quickly toddled over to their things only to tumble over with a loud thump. Loud wails soon followed, which made (your name) run over to the little boy.

“Hey… it’s okay.” (Your name) shushed the kid who crawled into her open arms to be comforted. “Let’s see the damage.”

She rolled up the boy’s pants to reveal a small bruise. (Your name) pressed her lips to her pointer and middle finger and then pressed it to the bruise.

“There. I kissed it better so it won’t hurt now.” (Your name) smiled at the kid who was now starry eyed. His little hands held hers, as he blushed. “Does it hurt now?”

The kid shook his head no while (your name) stood up to help him gather his things.

Katsumi stood at the head of the classroom. His hand shoved in the front pocket of his pants to hide the massive and most confused boner he’s ever had. It was so embarrassing…

(Your name) was so good with kids… she was so perfect with them. It made his mind race at the thought of how she’d be with kids of her own… of kids her and Katsumi could have together.

Katsumi could picture it. He could picture marriage and children with her. The perfect domestic life with a beautiful, sweet woman like her. It was what he wanted now.

Katsumi continued to watch (your name) interact with the kids while he helped them clean up from his side of the classroom.

(Your name) was going to be his.

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Katsumi locked his bedroom door to prevent (your name) from coming into his room. He was so pent up, he was going insane.

Katsumi couldn’t take this torture. He wanted to pull her into his arms and inhale her scent. He wanted to press his lips on every part of her skin. He wanted to bend her over his mattress in a mating press and breed her. It made him sick with himself. He felt physically ill from the salacious thoughts that ran through his mind everyday.

Katsumi opened his closet and snatched up the gift bag Suedou and Katou had gotten him weeks ago. His hand fumbled to open up the flesh light box but he finally got it open. The karateka threw the toy onto his bed and made quick work on the lube.

He needed to do this or he was afraid he’d fall off the deep end. He didn’t want to come off as a creep but his balls were so blue that he felt as if he’d explode at any second and the last thing he wanted to do was cream his pants in front of her.

Katsumi squirted the water based lube into the toy and placed the closed bottle in the drawer of his night stand. His hand struggled to untie his pants but he was able to finally free himself from the constraints of his pants.

His erection stood proud, a bit of precum leaked from the tip from how eager he was for release. It’s been a long time since he’s masturbated, but he still wasn’t used to using his left hand.

Katsumi sat on the edge of his mattress. Okay… he could do this.

Katsumi sucked in a deep breath and picked up the sex toy. He lined himself up to the toy’s entrance. He closed his eyes as he lowered the toy down on his thick shaft.

Katsumi felt his eyes roll back at the tight sensation, his breath hitched a bit. Fuck… he wondered if (your name) was tight… he bet she was warm and welcoming… if she’d feel so full with him inside her.

Katsumi started to let his fantasies run rampant as he bucked his hips into the toy. He began to imagine (your name) on top of him as he slapped his heavy balls against her pert bottom. Of her head thrown back as she moaned his name. Of her hands holding his shoulders as he pounded into her like an animal.

Katsumi began to go faster, the bed creaked a bit underneath him. He started to imagine her stomach round and full with his baby. Of her tits swollen with milk and a beautiful ring on her finger as she rode her husband’s cock. His cock.

Katsumi thrusted like a mad man, he bit his lip to silence his moans and whimpers. He didn’t want to be caught doing such an explicit thing… such a perverted act while (your name) slept in the room next door.

Katsumi could clearly picture her as the mother of his children and of her being his beautiful, blushing bride. Of her being his and all his to pump every single load of his baby batter into day and night.

“(Y-your name)!” Katsumi came with a strangled cry and a soft whimper. His toes curled into the carpet as he emptied his balls into the toy. He never came so hard in his life… he fell back on the bed with a soft thump. Sweat pooled down his forehead as he tried to catch his breath. A bit of his cum leaked down from the toy and onto his stomach.

Katsumi shivered as he rose up from the bed to clean up the mess he made. He hated how disgusting he felt once his post nut clarity hit but he was glad he got it out of the way… he felt a lot better.

Katsumi fixed himself up and softly smiled to himself. What he wouldn’t do for all of it to be real…

For him to finally obtain the object of his desires. To be with his precious (Your name).

Rent-a-Girlfriend

Part 5: Baki Hanma Pt2

Yandere various Baki x Afab reader

I have finally had the inspo to finish this part. Sorry for the wait. I haven’t really played around much with Baki’s character so I decided to make him goofy and a little awkward. Just like a little brother 💕

Part 4

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“My name is (your name).” (Your name) took Baki’s hand in hers to give it a shake. His calloused hand was incredibly warm and a little sweaty.

Baki marveled at how soft her skin was compared to his. His brown eyes sparkled in awe. “You have some really soft hands… wait! I didn’t mean to sound weird!”

(Your name) laughed when Baki quickly pulled away his hand in embarrassment. The fighter’s cheeks slightly pink as he turned his head off to the side. Baki felt shy under her gaze.

(Your name) grabbed Baki’s hand and gave his knuckles a reassuring rub.

“It’s okay. I know you’re not a weirdo, sweetie.” (Your name) gave Baki a gentle smile, his eyes shined in awe at the pet name. This guy was just like a little kid…

“T-thank you.” Baki whispered before clearing his throat. His brown eyes stared at her hand that was around his. It’s been awhile since he’s held hands with someone like this… he liked it. “Let’s head off to our date, okay?”

Baki lead her over to the pond and over to the dock that held an assortment of swan peddle boats. She’s never peddled a swan boat before… so this would be a first for her.

Baki paid for the boat and held out his hand to her with a big smile.

“Watch your step!” Baki helped her into he seat before climbing in next to her. “If you get tired, I can do all the peddling.”

“But wouldn’t you get tired?” She asked him with a quirked brow but Baki only gave her a smile. The young man patting his muscular legs.

“I have a lot of endurance with these meaty thighs.“ (Your name) had to cover her mouth before she snorted. She didn’t think he’d be goofy.

Baki’s ears turned pink in embarrassment. He hadn’t meant to be so embarrassing to be around. (Your name) quickly noticed his change in mood.

“You’re fine, sweetie. I thought your joke was cute.” (Your name) reassured the younger man with a smile. How did a guy like him have such low self esteem? He was adorable! “You’re too hard on yourself.”

Baki gulped and shook his head before indecent thoughts slipped into his brain. The red head nodded and began to peddle to boat out into the pond. “I only ever had one long term girlfriend but that blew up in flames…”

(Your name) frowned. It seemed Baki might have a lot of baggage he needed to deal with before he got back into the dating scene again. “You can share with me if you’d like. I won’t judge you, sweetie.”

Baki felt his palms sweat when she placed a hand on his arm. (Your name) was so motherly towards him. It was so strange to finally be around such a nurturing energy when he’s never really had a familiar member care for him before. But Baki didn’t oppose it, he welcomed it.

Baki sucked in a deep breath before he shook his head.

“It’s a long story and we barely know each other.” Baki blushed. He turned his attention to the various water fowl in the pond and other people on swan boats. “There’s so many ducks…”

“I think they’re cute.” (Your name) smiled. “They just waddle around and quack. Life would be pretty simple as a duck.”

“Until someone wants to eat you.” Baki mumbled, which caused (your name) to giggle.

“Baki, you’re a simple guy.” (Your name) smiled at the young man. “Never change.”

Baki and (your name) began to share small talk. The younger man was a bit awkward, but he was slowly warming up to her.

For the first time since his break up, Baki felt comfortable around a woman.

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The date with Baki went without a hitch. He’d get so flustered whenever her fingers brushed against his or their shoulders touched, but he wasn’t a bad guy at all. Just a little awkward.

Baki was enchanted by her. She patiently listened to everything he had to say and always smiled at him. He was so happy to finally have someone pay attention his emotional needs.

“Thanks for coming.” Baki smiled at her, the young man fiddled with his hands in nervousness. “I had a lot of fun today…”

“I did too.” (Your name) warmly smiled at him. He was such a sweet guy. “Time sure does fly.”

Baki and (your name) walked off the dock, a souvenir shop around the corner caught Baki’s eye. A lightbulb went off in his head.

“One minute!” Baki then dashed into the shop before she could say a word. Yes… definitely like a little brother.

It took less than five minutes for Baki to come back, a small swan plush in his hands. The plush looked so small in his buff arms but it gave Baki a sort of childlike wonder to him. He was adorable… like a little brother.

“I thought you would like this.” Baki smiles warmly, he reached his hands forward to offer her the swan plush. “Do you like it? I just thought it’d be nice to keep to remember today.”

(Your name) smiled warmly. “I love it… thank you, Baki.”

Baki froze when she gave him a small peck on the cheek. His cheeks turned a bright red when their finger tips brushed against each other.

“A-anytime…” Baki scratched the back of his head, his foot rocked back and forth in nervousness. Why was he so nervous around this pretty girl? He was the one paying her for company and yet it felt like he was the one being taken out on a date.

“It was really nice spending time with you.” She gave him a soft look, her eyes glanced over at the bashful young man. Baki was practically putty in her hands already. “Would you care to walk me back to the train station?”

Baki nodded his head and offered her his arm. “Of course! Let’s go.”

Baki really enjoyed his time with (your name), he really wished this was a real date and not a rental. He’d love to get to know her more… perhaps he’ll book her another time and go from there?

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𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝟓𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝟑𝟎% 𝐭𝐢𝐩. 𝐖𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐨!

(Your name) smiled at the pastel pink screen of her phone. The young woman finally had the chance to go through her phone.

Lately, Katsumi has been blowing up her phone but it was mostly funny memes and the occasional message. She wondered if he had ADHD…

A knock at her door drew her out of her musings. Who could be at her door? She hasn’t ordered anything online recently…

(Your name) looked out of her peephole but no one was there. She slowly opened the door, a large bouquet of red roses on her step.

Who on earth could have given her roses… she hasn’t told anyone her address…

(Your name) scooped up the roses in her arms, the heady floral scent overpowered her sense. These must have cost a fortune and they were even dethorned for her…

A card was on the bouquet and she flipped the black note over to read the elegant gold writing on the back of it.

“Delicate flowers for my delicate lady…” she read aloud. Delicate? There was nothing delicate about her since she only let her dates know the surface of her.

There was only one man who knew the real her and he was locked up in the Arizona State Prison… she missed that suave man sometimes. Usually in the late hours of the night when she was half asleep.

(Your name) shook her head from her thoughts. Now was not the time to think about her old flame, she had an admirer now.

(Your name) glanced around but didn’t see anyone so she accepted the roses and shut her front door.

Meanwhile, Kaoru sat across the street in the back of his limousine. A lit Cuban cigar in his hand, a smile graced his face. He was happy she loved his gift. It was one of many to come.

Kaoru wanted her… and he would have her. What the boss wanted, the boss got.

the bruabba thoughts...

KATSUMIIIII😭😭😭💖💖💖

Sunflower Boy 🌻

MILES 42 Spoils you

Warnings: None.

(Dont know who the artist it but props to them. Amazing stuff)

Miles loves to spoil me. He's got plenty of money, thanks to the buyer's market for fancy gadgets and Miles' insanely smart brain, and a few choice investments. Money was no longer a problem for him. He had paid off his mothers mortgage and the only reason why Rio still worked was because she respected her own independence. 

The gift giving started off slow. The appreciation I showed fuelled his desire to gift me anything and everything. 

I started catching onto his antics and shut it down.

“You like that one Mami?” I felt Mies place his hands on my hips from behind as he peeked over my head at the small stuffed animal on display in a window.

“No,” I flatly refused, going to step away only for him to hold on tighter pulling me back. Miles was stronger than me by a long shot. So my attempt to escape was easily foiled. I could see his smirk in the reflection as he moved to encase my body in his arms resting his chin on the top of my head.

“The green or the blue?” he asked.

“Neither,” I muttered.

“Come on Mami, Which one?” he asked, dropping his head to my shoulder.

“I was just looking at the cute cashier,” I stated without thinking.

“Who the old lady?” he asked with a smirk. Looking at the cashier, I grimace slightly.

“Come on Mi Amor,” he coaxed his lips, finding himself a sweet little spot on my neck.

“Nope,” I popped the p.

“Mi vida, Hermosa, Mi Alma, Mi Amada, Cariño, Mi Reina, Bebe,” with each pet name his gentle pecks got more intimate. Trailing down my neck and sending my cheeks a flame. Finding my sweet spot rather easily my eyes widened as he started to suck on it, fully intent on forming a hickey. Pushing the pleasant shiver it sent though my body I cleared my throat. 

“Fine!” I suddenly declared. He smirked giving the spot one last peck before straightening up.

“The blue,” I muttered trying to fix my hair pretending that the kisses had not affected me in the slightest. 

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Staring at the blue teddy on our bed I huffed in defeat. 

Yet as I started to shut down his habit he found ways of literally forcing me to accept it. Whether it be teasing me to the point of acceptance or just flat out ignoring me as he bought the item. The honeymoon period of him actually listening to me diminished in less than a month. Hell I had even tried returning items, Miles caught on and started refusing the receipts when he purchased stuff. 

So I made it my mission to not go shopping with him anymore. I succeeded mostly yet sometimes he would still pop up. 

It was working to an extent. 

Until one day when we went to watch a live performance in the park with Jessica, my best friend and Shiro. I guess you could call him Miles' best friend. The performance was canceled last minute so Jessica decided that we should go shopping. I tried to refuse but Jessica was like Miles in a way. Wouldn't take no for an answer. So there we were walking through a clothing shop. Miles hung closer to me watching and waiting for any reaction I would have. Any slight hint that I liked something and his card was out. Luckily for me I had been practicing the art of deception. The whole time I kept a millstone smile on my face. Miles hated it.

“You're not fooling me with that smile,” he whispered into my ear. 

“Oh really? Well I wonder why your cards are nice and snug in that wallet that hasn't left your pocket,” I stated smugly, giving him a wink before turning back to Jessica that held a shirt to her chest asking for my opinion. 

“What's up with him?” Jessica asked, nodding to Miles who now wore a slight frown, more than usual.

“I won't let him buy me anything,” I muttered.

“I'm sorry. You're not letting him buy you stuff? Are you sick?” she asked, reaching for my forehead pretending to check my temperature.

“He gets me too much stuff,” I muttered with a small smile pushing her hand away as we walked to the other rack leaving a moody Miles behind. 

“And that's a problem, how?” she asked. “You have a sugar daddy and you're not using him,” she tisked going back to looking at things. I hated the feeling that settled in my gut at her words. I know she was just joking but it still hit me deep.

“Hey Mami, we're gonna go check out some things I'll be back,” Miles muttered, gently tapping the side of my hip as he stepped up behind me.

“Ok, meet you at the food court?” I suggested.

“In an hour?” he asked. I nodded and waved him off.

“Now that they're gone we can actually do some shopping,” Jessica said wagging her eyebrows. She dragged me straight towards Victoria's secret. I wasn't gonna lie, I had a good time. Trying things on. Looked at everything that caught my eye without the worry that Miles was gonna buy it. I even bought a nice jacket for Miles. Seeing him sitting down I walked up behind him reaching around to cover his eyes with one hand.

“Hands out,” I demanded with a smile. Miles put his phone down holding his hand out. Placing the bag in his hand I pulled my hand back wrapping my arms around his neck as he opened it. 

“What's this for?” he asked holding the jacket up. 

“What can't I spoil my man?” I asked, giving his cheek a quick peck before sitting down next to him. He chuckled lowly at my words absolutely loving how I called him ‘my man’

The next day I got back from work walking into our apartment.

“Miles, I’m home,” I called out rounding the kitchen and stopping upon seeing a pile of bags on the dinner table. 

“Hey mami,” he called from the couch, keeping his eyes on the television.

“Miles,” I sighed, already knowing what was in those bags. 

“I really don't see what the big deal is,” he shrugged, already knowing what my sigh was for.

“Miles,” my tone was more serious now, it snapped slightly and my anger appeared. Miles' head tilted to the side slightly at it. I rarely held this tone. But I had had enough. It was getting out of hand. Miles and I rearly fought. And our fights were mostly me ranting and Miles using a calm tone as he listened. 

“What's that tone for?” he asked. 

“You know what it's for,” I snapped, chucking my bag on the table looking over it all. Hearing the TV shut off I refused to turn around as he approached me.

“Mami,” he whispered.

“Don't Miles, I'm mad at you right now,” I shook my head walking away from him.

“Babe, come on,” he sighed.

“No Miles, you just don't listen, do you know how frustrating that is?” I ranted ripping my scarf off.

“It's not like you listen to me all the time,” he shrugged, leaning against the door frame of our room. My head snapped to him in a glare that had him sighing again.

“What's got you so wound up. Huh?” he asked softly. That stupid soft understanding tone. That one that held no anger. That's why I hated arguing with him. He never got angry. Never. Frustrated maybe.

“Jessica called you my sugar daddy,” I whispered under my breath, kicking off my shoes.

“Sugar Daddy. Well I like the sound of that,” he mused with a small smirk.

“Miles,” I huffed.

“Aight aight. Lo siento,” he held his hands up in defense.

“So am I gonna have to pry what's bothering you out of ya or?” he trailed off.

“I don't want you to think I'm with you just because of your money. I don't like it, it's so fucken stupid and it makes me feel sick,” I continued to rant moving about the room.

“Mami, hey hey, come er,” he walked forward gently grabbing me, pulling me out of my pacing. His hands rubbed up and down my upper arms as he whispered to me in spanish trying to calm me down.

“Why would you ever think that?” he asked with a frown.

“It's not just me. Other people say it,” I muttered.

“Did those other people know that you were with me when I had a whole total of two dollars to my name. Where my idea of an expensive date was a trip down to the seven eleven and a push bike ride to the lookout?” he asked reminiscing on when we had first gotten together. 

“Well no,” I muttered.

“And do they know that you work an honest job and against my wishes pay for your own things. That you pay for what you think is half the rent when really I already bought the apartment and put that money into a savings account that I would have told you about when we had our first kid so you wouldn't stress about buying stuff for em?” my eyes widened slightly at Miles casually mention of not only lying to me about the rent but the talk of a kid. I should be really angry at him for lying to me. But all that was running through my head was a kid. 

“You want kids?” I asked softly. We had never talked about kids before.

“Who wouldn't want a little you runnin round?” he asked with a small smirk. My chest flushed with warmth at the sincerity in his eyes. 

“Why don't you?” he asked.

“Of course I wan- No wait. I'm getting distracted. You've been lying to me! MIlES!” I snapped.

“Mi amor you're angry, How about  we calm down,” He suggested his arms moving to encompass me.

“No, I will not calm down,” I huffed trying to get out of his hold.

“Ok,” he shrugged before tipping us back, myself hitting the bed and him flopping down atop me.

“Miles!” I yelled trying to wiggled out from under him.

“Hum?” he hummed, not moving an inch. 

“God you can be so frustrating,” I huffed, giving up on my struggle. 

“I'll get up when you calm down,” he muttered simply. I gave one last shake before huffing again. 

“You know I read somewhere that adults who can't accept people buying nice stuff for them is because when they were a kid their parents would say stuff was too expensive. Messed with the kids mind and made them think they aren't worthy of being gifted stuff,” Miles mumbled. Hearing that my mind instantly snapped back to when I was young. Money was tight growing up. My parents tried their best to shield it from me but I was smart enough. Seeing my parents so worried about paying rent, I guess it could have left a mark.

“Stop trying to be smart,” I huffed. Miles was smart. Crazy smart. As in genius einstein smart. 

“You deserve the world Mami. And I'm the one that's gonna give it to ya,” he whispered softly.

“I don't need the word Miles. I only need you,” I whispered my arms moving around to hug him, my hand gripping the back of his shirt. Rolling us onto our sides he shifted me up so we were looking at each other. 

“Who else am I gonna spend my money on huh? I send a bunch to charities. I look after my mum as much as she will let me. At least you let me buy you stuff,” he muttered.

“Let you?” I propped an eyebrow.

“Yes Mi Vida. You let me, even though you try not to,” he grinned. I sighed, shaking my head reaching up to grab his face.

“I love you Miles. I love YOU, Not your money. Not this apartment. I would love you if you had not one penny to your name. You know that right?” I asked. I wanted him to know it. I needed him to know. For a long time he simply stared at me. In his mind he wondered what he had done to deserve the love of such an amazing woman. He knew I didn't care whether or not he had money. But the main reason why he did what he did, why he sold his tech was to make a life free of such worries.

“I know,” he whispered, his own hand reaching up to cup my face. “ So let me spoil you. The whole reason I did it all was to make a life free of the worry of money. To make a good life for us,” he whispered honestly. I pressed my lips together. He had a point.

“Fine. but only once a month,” I huffed.

“Once a month?” he asked, pretending to be appalled.

“Fine once a week,” I muttered. He grinned, pulling me into a sweet kiss. I smiled, trailing my finger down his chin as he pulled back.

“Say, you busy this evening?” he asked.

“Why?” I asked.

So there I sat. On the handlebars of Miles' old push bike. In one hand I held a slushy. I wore the biggest smile on my face as we rode through the town, my hair gently billowing in the wind. Looking back I caught a glimpse of one of Miles' genius true smiles. A smile so wide and toothy that it showed his dimples. 

“You wanna know something?” I asked, turning back to the front. He hummed, signaling for me to continue.

“This has got to be the best date yet,” I said. 

“I guess it's alright,” he mused.

Baki is soooo fucking CUTEE!!!

I want to bite his cuddly cheek soo bad

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