✎Regret, Love And Death

5:24 pm | michael kaiser

author’s note. i just need some comfort. gender neutral.

“i’m home” kaiser announces, while entering in your shared house. he doesn’t hear your voice saying “hi”, so he supposes you must be in your room, studying.

you’re always studying these days. exams will take place very soon, and kaiser knows how much you care about them. like him, you’re striving for perfection, and you refuse to be on the second spot of the podium.

“babe?” when he gets near your bedroom door, he can clearly hear you sniffling. oh, that’s bad. aiming for a 100% in every paper also means tiring yourself until you fall asleep on your textbooks. michael hates that.

“can i come in?” he asks, moving the handle. after hearing that “click” noise form the door, you slightly turn your head towards your boyfriend. you’re silently crying.

“hey, what’s happening?” kaiser gets near you as fast as possible. “everything” you blurt “i literally can’t remember anything about this topic, and my exam is next week”.

“listen” he says, caressing your face “you’ve been studying a lot lately and i know for sure that you’re tired as hell”

“but i can’t—“

“shh, you have always done extremely well in your past tests” he stands up and hugs you “you need to rest and believe me, i can understand how difficult it is to be always the best in multiple things”

“i can help you study tomorrow morning or afternoon if you want” he purposes. you nod.

kaiser picks you up from your chair and lays you on the bed. then, he throws a blanket over your body and lays beside you. “you’re extremely talented and good at studying, but please don’t do my same mistakes and obsess over your marks”.

“okay, love you”

“i love you too”

@rindouheart ‘s scenarios — 02202023

##TOO FAR, AND NOW THE TRUST IS GONE.

↪ft. Kaiser

Arguements are normal in relationships. But when he gets way too heated to the point of hurting you—to the point where one could say they went too far, how does he act?

It's been how many minutes since the arguement had started, maybe you had spent a hundred minutes shouting at the top of your lungs, a few couple tears shed in the proccess. But no matter how long, it was clear that neither sides had plans to step down. The original topic by now, was long forgotten as harmful insults directed to one's insecurities were thrown haphzardly; carelessly reloading and shooting the bullet all over the place, desperate to hurt the other person even if only a little. Neither backs off, eager to clear their name, even if it meant harming the other's ego. And amidst the chaos that you and your dereast lover found yourselves in; Kaiser raises his arm, and he swings it—far enough to reach your cheeks and hurt it just enough.

Slap!

The sound resounds throughout the living room, and it grows deathly silent— the kind of silence where only the ragged breathing from the hours of shouting could be heard. A second, and then a minute passes, you cradle your now reddish cheek with tremblig hands as you shakily look up at Kaiser. And there, on his face, laid a fury that boiled his head and turned him to be someone unrecognizable. It hurts, you think ,thrice as much knowing that the look of fury, was directed at you.

The first of teardrops spills from your eyes and wets the ground underneath. The liquid clouds your vision, and you think you're partly greatful for it. Because then, you wouldn't have to see the way he looks at you with anger like no other. You look down, trying to calm down your shallow breaths, and as a result, you don't notice the way Kaiser looks the moment he clears his head atleast a little bit.

The feeling of his hand hitting something—or in this case, someone, is still apparent on his hand. He takes a few deep breaths, taking the chance to calm down and clear his head now that the quiet had arrived. From then on, he finally registers the way his hand is numb, and the small, yet not completely silent sobbing he hears from infront of him.

A horrified look takes form on his face when he finally puts the two and two together.

Oh, oh my god.

"I—mein schatz—I-I'm sorry" he stutters, stepping forward to come closer, but he freezes in place when he sees you flinch and cower away.

His heart shatters when he sees how you react, the trust you've placed in him just hours ago now all but gone as he went and did what he promised he won't.

Shit, he inwardly curses. He's really done it now hasn't he?

He kneels, down on his knees as he hugs your legs. "Mein schatz I'm sorry I-I don't know what came over me. M' sorry love please please forgive me" he pleads, begging for forgiveness, and it's funny. How easily he's doing the one thing he thought was an impossible task just hours ago. He would have done this earlier had he known this'd be the outcome of his stubborness.

Kaiser trembles—the first in years as he fears the growing possibility of you leaving him. His apologies are rushed and messy, but sincere nonetheless. Kaiser kneels, begging for forgiveness like a sinner who's done the most heinous crime—and maybe it isn't inacurrate. Because to have the nerve to actually hurt you, the one sent by the gods solely for him, was a crime punishable by death.

Kaiser pleads for forgiveness, but he doesn't expect you to accept them. Only that you'd stop your cries that he himself had caused. Because he thinks—firmly believes that you shouldn't waste your tears for sinners like him; for someone like him.

It's unreal, how easily he's forgotten his ego when it comes to you. But he thinks it's perfectly valid. Because while he is the king, you are the angel he seeks comfort and power of, the one whom he takes his strength from. And now, because of his painfully human parts, he's gone and hurt the one person he's held dear.

Kaiser begs for you to stop crying, to do nothing but rest as he picks up the broken shards of trust, to stay with him—as greedy as that might be—as he clumsily tries to put it all back together. You needn't waste your tears, nor should you trouble yourself with trying to put it all back, because he'll do it himself, for it was him that broke it—and thus, it should be him that fixes it too.

↪ooc?? Yea i think, huhahahahahah

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If His Eyes Weren't Fooling Around.

Character: Rei Sakuma

Words: 998

Type: Fluff

Gender: Female

Synopsis: During his walk around the park with his beloved to explore with, he found himself to gaze at the view, relishing every thing he saw before he came to propose and got down on one knee.

If his eyes weren't fooling around, the resplendent moonlight shone its glow, it beamed ever so brightly as it turned into the full moon. Walking on each grass felt like the world breathed, colours of green nourished the path. And as if the person before him was Peresphone, flowers seemed to blossom but none of them outshone them.

If his eyes weren't fooling around, he heard the light humming as if it's a lullaby. Her eyes glinted like the diamonds, blessed with bliss. Her fingertips gracefully touched the flowers randomly, it was all magical. Everything about this was magical.

Fleeting touches of theirs against the petals, the diamond e/c eyes gazing at the view with fondness in her eyes.

If his eyes weren't fooling, with this, he became Hades. Not with the desire to kidnap her and make her stay, but the desire to make her his queen, shower her with everything he had.

And if his eyes were fooling around, the e/c eyes glanced up, gazing at the young man's blooming red eyes. Admiration was all he saw within her, his fingers itched to grab a hold of her cheeks, soothing it gently一

"Hey, why are you staring? Do you like the view?"

If his eyes weren't fooling around, she was like the dove一gentle, graceful, and somewhere beaming under the sun. "Ah, no. I'm just amazed with the view the world's offered. If the lady wishes, shall we take a deeper stroll in the garden?"

"But it's late at night. Don't you think we should head back and rest?"

With his vampire like antics, he felt restless. Especially if he were to stand next to the h/c haired lady. "If you desire rest, then let's head back. But the night is still young."

She walked closer to him, fingertips grazed gently on his cheeks' skin. If his eyes weren't fooling, a glint of mischief stirred with tenderness. He swore his cheeks were hurting from the smile, however with this single touch of hers一he couldn't help but smile a bit wider.

"I see, the lady wishes to fool around."

She only let out a giggle一soft like angels chanting its lullaby, the world stopped its howling wind to let him cherish the voice. And at there and then, he wanted to grab a hold of her face and bring her close to him, to e gulf her in his warmth.

His finger tips moved on its own, out of his will, grazing against her cheeks as how she did with him一all sweet nothings poured out from his lips the moment he took a turn to take a breath. "You look beautiful tonight."

"Huh, so that means I've never been beautiful?"

He let out a mused chuckle, oh how much he wanted to savour her words, to sugar his ears. "Perhaps I should reprhase my words. You're beautiful, and especially tonight you seem like a Moon Goddess came and play on Earth for a while. And during the day, you resemble spring."

"Goodness, cheesy you are, I see."

She rolled her eyes, smiling uncontrollably as she playfully hit his chest. Her smile couldn't get any wider, if picture could catch the view he'd keep it.

"We've been dating for a while..."

"Yea?" Her laughter died down, regaining her composure by looking up to his ruby eyes once again.

The moonlight shone its glim on the diamond ring, shining brightly between his thumbs. Though, he may not have flowers on his hand, chocolate to share under the starry night.

But he did have his heart ready.

If his eyes weren't fooling around, his fingers that once graced itself upon her cheeks trailed down to where her hands dangled. Lacing them together, his heart somehow skipped another beat. "What do you think about spending one last night together?"

"...Huh? W-what do you mean?"

If his eyes weren't fooling, he gazed at the hollowness slowly took over her eyes, the confusion stirring her face一he certainly didn't like to leave someone hanging, to leave someone confused.

The wind howled another round, a bit more windy than before, blowing past both hairs to the point leaves were broight to be flown away. It blew from the south from his dear lover's side, resulting her to turn her attention to the wind.

"Wait, I think we sgould talk inside. You know to clear our heads and一"

Here's his chance.

He kneeled, taking out the ring with a smile soft as ths a feather, the glint of hope and bliss stirred with anxiety as thoughts started to ravel itself in his head, 'What if it turned out to be the worst? What if she rejected me?'

But the sight of the diamond ring, the moon beamed with its luminosity to reflect the gem, he could never be more proud. "(Name)," he called, sounding like a soft whisper.

If his eyes weren't fooling, the hollow gaze she accidently casted disappeared, replaced with something he couldn't decipher fot his running thoughts blocked his access. Uttering a name was difficult, let alone to say his purpose一a heavy lump weighed his throat, he couldn't speak.

If he were to stop now, backfire now, the fairy in front of him would disappear from his grasp. But he didn't want to have anyone of his palm一he wanted her to be free, for her to decide what she wishes to do.

So if he were to be rejected, it should be fine, shouldn't it? So with breathless voice, with his heart that weren't fooling around, with his eyes to stay true to what's ahead as he gazed deep into the iridescent e/c irises, he gently spoke,

"If the world ends, let me bring you in my arms. When a new life starts, let me be the one to greet you every morning."

If Rei Sakuma didn't fool himself, he spoke with utmost truth:

"Will you marry me?"

My Saviour [Itoshi Rin]

→ Itoshi Rin x fem!reader

Summary: Rin doesn't think he can spend a minute longer in Sae's penthouse with him or his lukewarm fiancé. He needs to escape, and that's where you, his saviour, come in!

Word Count: 2,497

Genre: A bit of angst and fluff!

a/n: I've practically read all the Rin fanfictions I can find, so I had to make do with what I could to cure my boredom :( I genuinely don't even know what this is... so umm enjoy! Also, thank you for the love for my previous work ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗

Rin would instead do so many other things right now than to be here for dinner in Sae's penthouse with their parents. He'd rather have Bachira bleed his ears out than be in the same room as Sae with his stupid current fiancé.

He doesn't even know why he was invited tonight. The pair haven't spoken a word in so long, especially after Rin argued with Sae's so-called lover after she rudely told him off for being disrespectful to Sae one evening. And in Rin's defence, he wasn't being disrespectful. But he assumes it's because of their parents, who probably nagged Sae to at least invite his younger brother for this special occasion.

And Rin couldn't care less in reality. He didn't want to be here with them. They didn't even want him here, so why is he here?! He hates Sae's stupid fiancé and wishes nothing but the worst for their engagement and future marriage.

Was it petty? Sure, but Rin had a right to be that way. He had every right to hate the woman who would be taking on the Itoshi last name. She had the nerve to interfere with a brother's quarrel that she knew nothing about. Rin wondered if she'd even speak a word if she knew Sae was the reason for the hatred the two share now. And anyway, who was she to tell Rin off? It isn't his fault that his brother somehow manages to hit a nerve each time, and for all Rin knows, Sae deserved the words coming out of his mouth.

He hates everything about this.

But most of all, he hates how his brother found love. He hates how Sae can be so tender, as if he didn't tear his heart into pieces. He hates it all so much. Because Rin knows any chances the two could have reconciled is over. Sae has someone else he can prioritise now and look after. The days of Rin being the younger one eagerly following Sae along is long gone.

So Rin can't help but be grumpy as he stabs his steak. He wonders if the stupid woman may have poisoned his meal when Sae wasn't looking. And honestly, he hopes that's the case.

His mother can't help but look at her youngest son in pity. She wonders if asking Sae to invite him was the right call. Because as she stares at Rin, she can't help but to think he would be in a better mood if he was elsewhere.

Rin was the first to finish his meal, prompting him to get up and take his plate to the sink. And he doesn't know if he's doing this because of his good manners, despite wanting to commit murder, or because he needs to get away from the table, even for a minute.

He doesn't leave room for anyone to question his behaviour as he instantly walks out of the dining room to the kitchen without a word.

Upon arriving at the kitchen, Rin can't help but grunt whilst unintentionally slamming his plate on the sink, causing him to flinch ever so slightly.

"Shit." He hoped no one heard that because he'd rather not get scolded for trying to break Sae's tableware, which he wasn't even attempting to do.

And to his dismay, he can hear his mother yelling from the dining room. "Rin dear, your phone is ringing! From someone named Y/N?"

Rin blinks and instantly turns his head to his mother's voice. Now he wasn't expecting that; if anything, he was expecting a scolding. He wasn't expecting a call from you, but maybe that's precisely what he needs.

You prefer texting Rin and only seem to call if you want to urgently reach him to go somewhere together. And he hopes that's the case because it could be a good enough excuse to leave.

Rin rushes back to the room before the call can end and answers it, hoping you want his presence by your side. He can't stay here for another minute, he might actually explode.

"RIN, MY LOVE!!! The dessert place we saw last week finally opened up! Let's go, let's go, let's go!" You squeak in excitement, catching the young athlete off guard. Actually, you caught the entire Itoshi family off guard with your chirping voice that could be heard through the phone.

Now, the word of endearment is something familiar to Rin. You occasionally call him "my love" and "dear" at times, a force of habit you say as you call your high school friends that. But his family surely doesn't know that- they don't even know you!

"..."

"Rin? Hey, can you hear meeeee?"

"Did I hear that correctly? My love?" Rin's mother questions, her voice mixed with confusion and shock. She couldn't believe her ears; surely she had heard wrong!

Rin doesn't answer you or his mother. He completely shut down, frozen in place. This is the last thing he expected to happen. How is he even going to explain this?

His father can only stare at Rin, waiting for him to explain whether his wife's statement was correct.

Sae blinks, and despite there not being a single emotion written on his face, he is surprised, to say the least. Because Rin isn't one to confine himself to a relationship. After all, in high school, he was the one who rejected all his Valentine's gifts and returned them all back.

And Sae's girlfriend? Stunned. The widening of her eyes and mouth agape whilst gawking at Rin doesn't go unnoticed by him. And he hates that because what's so shocking? If she can deal with Sae's lukewarm stuck-up ass, surely someone can love him too.

You finally caught on, hearing Mrs Itoshi's voice causing panic to rise within you, "...Oh- Rin, I'm so sorry!!! I forgot you were-"

And Rin can't say you're friends now. No, that would mean more questions. And he doesn't have time for that.

But Rin would be lying if he said he didn't secretly enjoy that no one can utter a word after their endless chattering. And honestly, one-upping Sae seems rather tempting after the torture he has just been put through.

"I'll be there." He cuts you off whilst grabbing his jacket from the chair. He doesn't even spare a glance at his family before saying, "I'm heading out."

"ITOSHI RIN!!! Don't you dare leave without saying anything about this matter." His mother glares at him sternly, determined to get a word out of him.

Oh, that scared you. And you can't help but feel bad. You should have known better. Before you can apologise once again, Rin beats you to speaking.

"My girlfriend is clingy. Happy?" He rolls his eyes and ends the call before you can scream into his ear again.

"Ah... it seems he has been keeping someone from us." His father chuckles whilst eyeing his youngest son with amusement.

His mother blinks, taking a minute to process what her youngest son said. And as the words finally clicked, she couldn't help but excitedly squeal. "Rin, that's great news!!! You must-"

"Yeah, yeah, I'll introduce you to her soon." He cuts her off with a wave of his hand. "But I got to go, she's on her own."

"Yes, yes, hurry, hurry. You shouldn't leave a lady waiting, especially not at night." His father nods in agreement.

And with that, Rin heads off, feeling rather relieved he's out of that lukewarm penthouse.

"RIN!!!" You dash towards him, clutching onto his jacket before shaking him non-stop. "YOUR GIRLFRIEND IS CLINGLY? YOU'RE THE CLINGY ONE!"

You glare at him, but the flushness of your cheeks doesn't go unnoticed by the striker.

"Am not." He simply replies, firmly grabbing your wrists to prevent you from further shaking him.

"ARE TOO!" You huff, yanking your hands away from him. "And I'm not your girlfriend. Why would you tell your family that?!"

"Yeah, but what was I supposed to say after you called me my love?"

"I always say that! What's so weird about someone calling their friend that anyway?" You cross your arms defensively.

Truth be told, you're not actually mad. Having Rin declare you as his girlfriend to his parents sends butterflies down your stomach and makes you smile like a dork. But you're confused and need clarification about why he would do something unordinary. It's unlike him. And you don't appreciate being used as a scapegoat about something like this- not when you're in love with him.

Rin sighs and ruffles his hair before answering your question in annoyance, "Seriously, Y/N? Why would I let anyone call me that, specifically someone from the opposite gender?"

You blink. "Huh?"

"I wouldn't let anyone call me a lukewarm word like that."

"Oh... so it's lukewarm now?" You question in a small voice, and Rin instantly notices how your eyes seem to turn glossy.

"No, no- that's not what I mean!" He huffs, annoyed with how he sucks at explaining himself. "I mean, I wouldn't let anyone say that to me, get it? They wouldn't believe you're a friend after saying that to me and not getting some insult back."

And that's when it clicks, and your face instantly turns bright red because he's right! Why does he even let you call him that?! The Itoshi Rin that everyone knows would scowl at you and probably cuss you out for even saying the word love to him, let alone as a nickname.

"O-oh... you're right... b-but..."

"But?" Rin raises his eyebrow, waiting impatiently for you to finish your sentence.

"Why do you let me call you that?" You say as you look up at Rin with confusion mixed with curiosity.

And Rin swears he can feel his heart hammer against his chest because the way you look at him isn't as innocent as you think. He thinks this situation may not be better than what he endured half an hour ago.

Not because he doesn't want to be here with you, but he'd rather not admit the certain way his heart beats anytime you're around him. He's devoted to his career and doesn't need anything else. Or so he thought, till now.

Maybe it's because he just returned from Sae's, who happens to be recently engaged, but Rin can't seem to deny the way his heart is pounding in his chest any longer. It's the same type of adrenaline he gets near the end of the game when he's minutes away from scoring the winning goal.

"Rin?" You call out, hoping to capture his attention again.

"I don't know." He breathes out, trying to steady his breathing.

"You don't know...?" The fall of your expression causes Rin's chest to tighten, and he hates how shitty he feels for being the cause of that expression.

"Shit, no, I do know."

You awkwardly laugh, giving him a sleepish smile. "Don't worry. You don't need to say it if it makes you uncomfortable. I'll just die from curiosity." You tease, hoping to ease his unsettledness.

"No. I do." He stares at you, teal eyes burning into yours. You gulp, suddenly feeling so small under his gaze.

"I..." The words get caught in Rin's throat, frustrating him. A scowl forms on his features. He can't believe he's acting like this right now. The Itoshi Rin can't even tell the girl he's helplessly in love with that he loves her.

But you don't show a hint of annoyance. You continue to stare at him with your bright eyes, urging him silently to continue. And Rin loses his composure that minute.

"Screw it." He abruptly yanks you by the hand towards his chest, catching you off guard. And you don't even have time to process it before he smashes his lips onto yours.

Itoshi Rin was never a man of words, so why start now?

It takes a minute for you to realise what just happened. The sudden collision to his chest, only to be met with his lips straight after. It felt like whiplash. But you can't help but to melt into his lips, kissing him back just as passionately.

For a moment, Rin forgets he's in public, completely lost in your love and the taste of your lips. That is till he hears a little girl giggling, watching the scene with her sparkly eyes.

"Look, look, they're in love, mummy!" She screeches excitedly, jumping up and down. "It's like the fairy tales!"

Rin immediately pulls away from you, catching his breath before turning to the little girl, embarrassed. His ears are tainted red and his usual deadpan expression is nowhere to be seen.

And you? Oh, you're just as embarrassed. Your cheeks are flushed, and you can't help but subtly hide behind Rin's tall figure.

"Sorry... you shouldn't have seen that." Rin clears his throat, scratching the back of his neck in an attempt to calm himself down from the adrenaline.

The little girl's mother simply shakes her head, smiling at Rin. "Please, don't mind her. She's been recently obsessed with cute couples after all the fairy tales she's been reading."

And Rin doesn't know what to say. In return, he can only offer a polite smile, hoping it is enough to be considered an apology for making out in front of a child.

The little girl smiles, and if you weren't so embarrassed, you would have wanted to squish her chubby cheeks.

Her mother simply chuckles at Rin's awkwardness and bids you both farewell before dragging her daughter along, who waves excitedly at the two of you.

You glance up at Rin shortly, letting out a small giggle. You can't help it. The situation was humiliating enough, and you can't bear to say a word to Rin, but his expression is too cute to ignore.

"What?" He glances down at you, attempting to hide his flustered expression. To his dismay, it's obvious to you.

You laugh, going on your tippytoes to kiss him on the cheek. "You're cute, too cute!"

"Am not." He huffs, a scowl forming on his features. But the way his lips curve slightly into a smile doesn't go unnoticed by you.

"Are too~"

He grunts, flicking your forehead.

"H-hey!" That hurt!" You whine, hands instantly reaching to hold your forehead.

"Yeah, whatever. Let's just go."

"Go where...?" You blink, starting at him confused.

And Rin can't help but chuckle at your cluelessness. He wonders if you know how cute you can be at times. But he won't tell you that, not now, at least. "To the desert place, remember?"

"OH! Right! Let's go!" You grin, grabbing his hand excitedly.

Rin hums, intertwining his fingers with yours before tugging you along.

And Rin is glad the day ended with him by your side rather than spending another minute in Sae's penthouse.

Yeah, he doesn't need his brother's affection when he has someone who can give him the love he craves.

ari if u don’t write sae i’ll actually go crazy/lh

ordinary business | i. sae

✮ tags ; alcohol, gn!reader, reader has an accent that progressively worsens as the night goes on, setting is in japan, reader is sae's manager, sae is an acts of service kind of guy, they eat ramen tgt

✮ wc ; 1.2k

✮ a /n ; stop. i dont want this man.

"Ramen," You moan, face flush and nearly stumbling over yourself clumsily "Oh my god, I want ramen. And I wan' a popsicle. Fuck it's so cold."

Sae puts an arm out to keep you from stumbling, but you regain your strength before you notice. He sighs, as you confidently march down the sidewalks and turn into the nearest 7/11.

He hasn't seen you like this in the three years he's been under your management. You're a professional, and you always hold your drinks well. Tonight was one of his mandatory public events he needed to keep sponsorship, and you went as his plus one. He's back in Japan only for this, and he'll leave the day after tomorrow.

You were well-behaved for the entire night, but the minute you got in the limousine - your words were slurring asking the driver to take you to the closest bar so you could party.

Sae doesn't usually worry and fuss over people like this, except for Rin on the occasion. It's just that it's you, and he's never really seen you in this state. He's never going to claim being a good guy, but even he has enough of a conscious to do this. To stop you? No. But to make sure you don't get into anything you'd regret.

So, he's following you. He's still in his suit but he has his security nearby just in case and to make sure there's no paparazzi.

It's also a little funny seeing you drunk. There's an apathetic college student at the counter who doesn't even look up when you walk in. You don't seem to care though, rifling through the snack isles with a hazy look on your face and no awareness of your surroundings. Every few minutes you hiccup, remembering he's here.

"Do you want anythin'?" You say, only vaguely aware of what's going on. He stares at you.

"Can't."

"Fooey," You say, and Sae has to keep himself from laughing "Jus' a lil. I won't tell anyone. Scouts honor."

"Why do you want me to have some in the first place?"

"It's fun to share," You say, giving him a heart with both of your hands, ramen tucked under your arm "Don't wanna eat alone. Please."

"I've never seen you this drunk before."

"Don't usually drink a lot," You say, going to back to stare at snacks with a thoughtful look on your face "But. Ugh. Y'know?"

"Ugh?"

You nod emphatically.

"So super ugh. Anyway. Have ramen with me? It can be healthy if we get you an egg, I think."

"I'm not eating the pre-made eggs. But fine,"

"Yaayy. Thank you."

"And I'm paying for it." He says, not turning around to let you protest. You whine a little behind him, a quiet and thoughtful nooo that he has another good laugh at. He'd be amiss to let you pay, especially since he makes much more than you.

That and the fact he's trying to confess his feelings. It doesn't seem very romantic to do otherwise.

It doesn't take any effort to grab up the stuff you've secured in your arms. The cashier rings it out quietly, not paying much attention at all. He only makes an impressed face when Sae pulls out his black card.

When the ramen is finally paid for, he takes his out of the bag and hands it to you. And you scurry over to the hot-water station and microwave, where he follows suit. He looks away for one minute, and hears you yell. You've burned yourself slightly on the electric kettle.

He sighs, stepping in. He flicks your forehead with his thumb and forefinger.

"Oi. Go sit before you do something stupid."

You fumble, protesting for a minute about the fact you can do it but again - it doesn't take much effort to redirect you to your set. You rest your feet on the place for them on your stool, swishing back and forth. Sae reads the instructions, making each ramen and returning. He grabs your ice cream from the bag and places it in the nearby cooler so it doesn't melt.

He watches you stare at your ramen while it cooks, a pair of wooden chopsticks sitting ontop. He just barely stops himself from teasing you about being impatient. You place your elbows on the table in front, drowsy and huffing - glancing over at him until he tells you it's been enough time.

"Should be done. Don't burn your tongue."

"Woo!" You cheer, tearing off the top part off, chopsticks in hand. You look pleased as you eat, not hesitating to shovel as much as you can into your mouth.

Sae eats too, though probably a little less enthused. The ramen is good. It's not easy to find good instant stuff like this abroad and he hasn't had it in a long time.

"Oh, I feel better. Eating... it fixes everything,"

"What exactly were you feeling bad about?" He asks between bites. You open the soda you bought and drink it down, before wiping your mouth.

"Ma wants me to get married soon," You say, with all the annoyance. He stops chewing "Which is sooo stupid. Says she ain't getting any younger so I should start looking. Keeps setting me up on blind dates."

"...You don't want to get married?"

You sigh.

"Mm, no. 's not like that. Just that," You put your chopsticks down, elbows on the table - chin resting on your palms "Want it to happen a more naturally. You're gonna make funna me if I keep talkin"

"I won't this time."

You snort with laughter, before glancing over at him.

"If ya say so," You turn yourself slightly, looking around before giggling "I want it to be love. Stupid right? Least for me."

"Why would that be stupid? Isn't that pretty common?"

"Hn. Yeah, maybe. But I dunno. Who's out there to fall for me naturally, y'know. I don't wanna force it is all. Just want it happen without me havin' ta chase it," You say, thoughtfully, leaning back but not falling "I work hard for everythin'. Just one time, I thought - I wish it'd fall into my lap."

For a minute he sees your usual self. For a minute, Sae is shocked by the feelings he's experiencing. He's always known it. Felt it, lingering in the back of his mind. He knew it intrinsically like some kind of base instinct.

But hearing you talk, the usual smile and level eyes about something so important makes him really feel every extent. For a minute Sae thinks, he probably doesn't just like you.

It'd be nice, yknow. To see the look on your face when it does really just fall into your lap.

"Yeah, you're right. That's pretty stupid."

"Hey, c'mon. You just said—"

"Not wanting to work for it when you're married to your job is fair."

"Are you tryin' to console me? That's not—"

"So," He says, pausing to glance at you "Tell your mom you're seeing someone."

"I don't wanna lie to my Ma."

"It's not a lie." He says, straight-faced and finishing the last of his ramen before turning to you "Go out with me."

title » bf texts (pt. 2) — first part can be found here !

pairing » ritsu sakuma x gn!reader

requested? » no

genre » fluff, crack

warnings » swearing, kys jokes, once again i am unfunny

a/n » idk i felt the urge to do more of these randomly, so.. here they are <3

Undead Hug headcanons.

I think about hugs way too often and have a lot of headcanons about them for some reason so here's Undead bc I love them <3

info ; gn!reader | sfw | fluff.

𝗥 𝗘 𝗜 .

His hugs are soft.

He'll hold you like you're delicate and fragile, almost as if he's in disbelief. How'd he get so lucky?

Hugs from behind while you work are his favorite, of course aside from coffin cuddles. He'll leave butterfly kisses all over your neck and shoulder, taking advantage of his lips behind so close to your ears and whispering to you all sorts of sweet nothings. He takes delight in the shivers that run down your spine at the feeling of his breath against your skin and his adoring words.

He may not be the strongest, but he'll attempt to pick you up from behind. Once you hear his spine crack, please wiggle out of his grasp otherwise he may end up hospitalized...

Around others, he'll often have an arm around your waist, or your arms linked. He's a gentleman.

He doesn't often have a smell, but when he does he smells like vanilla for some reason. It's a bit strong on the nose and Koga complains about it, but you find it pleasant.

𝗞 𝗔 𝗢 𝗥 𝗨 .

His hugs are playful.

He'll sneak up on you when distracted and pick you up, twirling you around just to hear your excited squeaks. Unlike Rei, he can handle your weight a lot better. And it's always worth it to hear you laugh whenever he does it.

He likes it when you sit between his legs with your back to his chest. He wraps around you completely like a koala. If you're doing homework, or playing video games, or watching a movie, or even just sitting there doing nothing on your phone - he will want you cuddled against him like that.

Will absolutely get bored of watching you do whatever it is you're doing eventually and start smothering you in kisses instead.

When hugging, expect your butt to be squeezed suddenly. He will take the smack like a champ.

Around others, will have an arm slung around your shoulders holding you close. You're his, and everyone must know!

He smells like coffee often. Lattes, cappuccinos, plain coffee, you name it. Depends on what coffee shop he sat in earlier.

𝗞 𝗢 𝗚 𝗔 .

His hugs are protective.

Don't expect any hugs at first though! He's gotta keep up the tough and cool lone wolf act! You're lucky he even accepted the relationship offer hmph!

Eventually his touch starved ass will want to indulge in the parts of a relationship that make the relationship.

Starting with hugs and cuddles, of course!

When he hugs you, it's almost like an attack. He's aggressive with the tightness and doesn't relent even when you whine about it. But it also feels as if he doesn't want you to get out of his arms, so you don't slip away.

But whenever you initiate the hugging, it's a different story. He'll be taken back for a few seconds, sitting there stiff. But if you dare and pet his hair... He's going to absolutely melt in your embrace. He's going to put his face in your chest and silently beg you to keep going. He can't recall the last time anyone was so soft to him, he claims to be a wolf but he's just a little puppy! Indulge him a bit more <3

He'd like to cuddle if you were sitting on his lap. He likes feeling big and protective!

Around others, he won't flaunt any PDA. But he miiight hold your hand if he's feeling nice <3

Honestly he just often smells like Leon...

𝗔 𝗗 𝗢 𝗡 𝗜 𝗦 .

His hugs are safe.

His arms are strong and his body is big and his physique is sturdy.

Whenever he hugs you, he's almost afraid he'll break you. He knows you're no porcelain doll, but he doesn't trust his strength, especially with the urge he always has to protect you.

It takes a bunch of attempts before he accepts your reassurance and starts tightening his hugs a bit more.

That doesn't make them feel any less safe though. His embrace is warm and you can feel his love for your radiating from it. His heart is always so full of adoration for you, absolutely melting whenever he sees you press yourself further into his hug with a smile on your face.

He likes spooning. He likes wrapping his big frame around yours and enjoying the warmth of the embrace. But if you want to be the big spoon then he won't complain, he thinks it's cute. Even if he'd prefer to see your face, it's still comfortable.

Around others, he has no shame. He'll sling you over his shoulder if he feels like it, he doesn't care. You're his partner, why should he feel ashamed to show it off? Why be secretive about it as if you two are in some affair? He'll kiss you and hold you close and hold your hand and hug you. In this world, it's just you and him.

He smells like meat. Makes him all the more nom-able.

Cw: yandere, suggestive (for Kaiser)

I found out these wonderful yan bllck drawings and felt compelled to translate them (to the best of my abilities) and share them. The original artist is zunko_2225 on Twitter, they have a lovely artstyle and I recommend checking them out!

P.S: Kaiser's "get ready for fucking" likely meant "fucking prepare yourself" but my thirst for this man was happier with the first version, even if the second one is enough to make me weak on my knees