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hyoqa · 3 months

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pairing: kuroda yukinari x gn!reader (no prns)

summary: he was always just watching from afar

warnings: none :)

He was always watching from afar. He would watch the way you would always say you were tired, but you'd be paying full attention every class. He noticed how you would genuinely be interested in class when you enjoyed the subject, but when you didn’t you’d subconsciously frown at the work given.

When he was practicing afterschool, sometimes he’d see you walk out of school a little too late and he’d realize you were studying in the library again. He would usually just watch, but today he just really wanted to talk to you. Maybe he was feeling particularly lonely that day after you had a seating change and you sat even further away from him than before. Whatever it was, he was feeling rather impulsive today.

“Sorry, I’m going to go ride outside for a bit,” he told his teammates and rolled his road racer outside. Little did he know, most members of the team knew about his little crush, especially the third years. It was a little too obvious to not notice, because every time you were in his line of vision, he was looking at you. They had hardly ever seen the two of you talk, but all they could hope for was all the best for their vice-captain— he was always looking at you with the sweetest gaze ever.

And for the first time ever, he was stepping forward

“Okay, take your time,” Izumida said.

“Hm? Oh, thanks,” Kuroda said, unaware of what Izumida had meant.

Oh, would he just end up just walking past you again? He wanted to talk to you, but what would he say? Immediately, he knew he would probably end up just watching you from afar, unable to say anything. He sighed at the thought of that.

But to his surprise, you turned to look at him. Okay, now what does he do? What does he say?

“Oh, Kuroda!” you said, taking your earbuds out. Gosh, he loved that about you. You were probably only going to talk for a bit, there was no reason for you to put them away. Yet, at the same time, he was somewhat surprised you knew his name— you were in the same class, of course you did. Maybe he was surprised to hear you say it, rather. “Are you off to practice now?”

“Oh, yes. I’m in the road racing club... which is probably obvious now,” he said, frantically. Gosh, he was making a fool of himself, you didn’t even ask! He was just so flustered, the words weren’t coming out right.

“Of course, I know!” you said. “How would I not know Mr. Vice-Captain of our school’s pride and joy road race team! Do you have a race soon?”

“I do. Quite soon actually... on Saturday,” he said, mind blank. He was just going to answer your questions now he wasn’t capable of much more, he realized.

“Saturday! I really shouldn’t hold you up then,” you said and he scolded himself for saying that. He would’ve rather talked to you for a little longer and practiced all through the night if he had to. “Where and when is it?”

“Just up the Hakone mountain,” he said, surprised. It’s one thing to ask where, but to ask when? He was going to start having some false hope. “In the morning, at around 9.”

“Would it be weird if I show up?” you asked, a little less energetic than before, almost as though you were afraid he’d tell you not to come.

“No, not at all,” he said, a little too quickly. “...Please do.”

Immediately, your face glowed up the way he loved to see it. He could not believe you were talking to him right now.

“Then, I will definitely be there,” you said. “I’ll let you go for real now, I want to see you win that race.”

“Oh, crap, I forgot my water I’ll need to go back to get it. I’ll see you,” he said. “Thank you.”

“See you!” you said and walked off, putting your earbuds back in.

He didn’t lie, he only had one bottle when he usually carried two, but usually he’d just go on and buy something at a vending machine. However, he knew his ears were red and the last thing he wanted was for you to see. He walked back in and no one questioned how quickly he was back, (because they were all watching) which he found weird, but that was the least of his worries.

“How did it go?” Izumida asked.

“Oh, I haven’t gone yet,” Kuroda said. “I realized I forgot a water bottle.”

“No, not that,” Izumida said, finally tired of playing dumb.

“What?” he asked, then looked around and saw that quite a few more people were looking at him, eagerly waiting for him to go on. “Were you all watching??” He felt even more embarrassed than before if that was possible.

“(L/n)’s coming... on Saturday,” he said quietly, covering his face with his hand, hoping they wouldn’t see how red it was.

“Oh, you really have to win now~” Manami said, and that made Kuroda smile.

“Yeah, I really do.”

#kuroda yukinari x reader #kuroda yukinari #yowamushi pedal x reader #yowamushi pedal #yowapeda imagines #yowapeda x reader #GOSH I HATE WRITING LN OR YN #IT FEELS SO SILLY TO ME #but also i try to use no prns if possible #he is so lovely to me its insane i think he is just so serious and hard on himself like all he does is practice i love him #YOU CAN HAVE SOME FUN ITS OKAY #i really like writing like blurbs but whenever i start to write a blurb it ends up as a drabble #BUT I HAVE SO MUCH FUN WRITING FOR HIM maybe i will continue this in another part #if literally anyone finds this let alone likes this i will be so surprised again but TY FOR READING REGARDLESS !!!!#oops forgot to mention NOT PROOFREAD I FINISHED WRITING AND I HIT POST #i mean u can probably tell from the errors but SORRY #sorry i am currently copy pasting everything from my other blog including the tags so please don't mind my old rambles

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ywpd-translations · 7 months

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Ride 746: Cheering and conclusion!!

Pag 1

1: I'll win!!

2: I will!! I'll become the sixth member!! This year for sure!!

3: I'll go!!

4: I will!! On the same stage as you, Issa!!

Pag 2

1: They're neck and neck!!

For sure!!

Pag 3

1: For sure!!

Pag 4

1: There are 50m left until the sensor line!!

2: Kuaaaa

3: Garuaaaa

Pag 5

3: Nii-chan, on!!

4: Damn, I get it

This resolution, is making me shake

5: Sugimoto!! I'm cheering for you!!

Pag 6

1: Danchiku!!

2: 30m left!!

Pag 7

2: I think I can hear, mixed together with Sadatoki's voice

3: Kawada's cheering

4: It's surprising, but I'm grateful

It's turning into strength for me, Kawada

6: Imaizumi....

Pag 8

1: is watching quietly

Can't be helped

2: They're the three core third years who put together the club

They can't afford to support one of us

4: But, maybe, if you supported me

5: I would have been

6: several times more strong than usual

Pag 9

1: I'm glad

For this training camp

2: It's been hard, but, Imaizumi, I could become your “buddy”, and run with you during these intense for days

3: Imaizumi......

4: I haven't told you yet

5: Once this race is over.... will you listen to me?

5: It's silly

A daydream

6: The reason why I want to run in the Inter High

7: I've been thinking about it since around a year ago

Before the finish line, running as teammates, wearing the same jerseys....

Pag 10

1: Go, Imaizumi!!

Got it, Teru!!

I.....

2: I thought that I want to push your back and for you to take the finish line

3: With these hands!!

Pag 11

2: Sugimoto

3: At first, you boasted that you were an experienced cyclist, but it was just words

During the first training camp, you retired halfway through

4: But you worked so hard

Secretly

5: And without resting, for three years

Sugimoto.....

6: Show me the moment your three years of progress bear fruits

Pag 12

1: Pedal!! Sugimoto!!

2: Yeah!!

Pag 13

3: Now

4: 30m!!

I'll pedal at full power!!

Pag 14

1: Garuaaaa

2: Sugimoto-san

3: You're really an amazing guy

4: I respect you from the bottom of my heart

Pag 15

1: Your heart is probably bigger than mine

2: The courage to boldly challenge, the earnestness of working so hard

The heart of never giving up until the end

3: You, who hid all that, are strong

4: Stronger than me, much more!! I finally noticed during the last lap

5: So

6: It's the end, so please

My heart is so small it can fit in the palm of my hand

Pag 16

1: Allow me to practice with you one more time, senpai!!

Pag 20

1: Garuaaaa

2: It's Danchiku

Danchiku crossed the sensor line first!!

#yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal translations #yowapeda #yowapeda manga #yowamushi pedal manga #yowamushi pedal spoilers #ride 746 #rip to all the ppl who were cheering so hard for sugimoto i'm so so sorry for your loss ;A;#also im so sad too ;A;#but honestly im also sad for danchiku bc literally everyone but kabu was cheering for sugimoto no one was cheering for him lmao #maybe he'll get on the team but everyone would have preferred having sugimoto asdsafhjldf thats so sad #btw imaizumi screaming for sugimoto ;A;#sugimoto being so in love with him hes such a simp #he even imagines imaizumi calling him teru ;A;#i wonder whats gonna happen now.....#next chap is 24 pages so many things are waiting for us next week *eyes emoji*

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cicadaemon · 5 months

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I redesigned my old yowapeda oc Himeko!!! It hit me as I was drawing that while she isn't my oldest one, she is still a ten-year-old oc.

She specifically had rhabdomyolysis which led to her getting her leg cut off. Her weight on the info sheet is ignoring her prosthetic leg. She has definitely tried throwing her leg at some of the guys when they misbehave but stops when she remembers how expensive the damn thing is.

(She'd be a second-year during the first Interhigh. I couldn't write a ton of the info page, but while she does get along with Arakita it doesn't mean in a very traditional looking way. She also has a temper and they both just end up yelling at one another. She has tried whipping her timer at him a few times. They're so besties coded)

#yowamushi pedal #yowapeda #original character #himeko akiyama #I am definitely going to draw more of her she's actually a lot of fun #cicadart #I imagine she goes off to uni for interior design and binge plays the sims a lot

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doyoulikeketchup · 1 year

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meiso driving home after a long day 🚗

#shinkai hayato #fukutomi juichi #ishigaki koutarou #yowamushi pedal #yowapeda #meiso #i know he would never do it #but i want to imagine shinkai brake checking them #a glimpse into my twisted mind lol

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beyblaiddyd · 5 months

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teshima and aoyagi both for the headcanon thing!!

I'm gonna do them as a unit because T2 is always together. I haven't thought about them in a while so these r rough!!

Headcanon A: realistic: Teshima loves to do karaoke and often drags Aoyagi along with him. Aoyagi never sings but enjoys listening to Teshima (despite his overenthusiastic performance)

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious: Since they're both implied to work at a cafe as waiters I think it's a little funny to imagine them doing some ohshc shit in their free time.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends: When I was in the Yowapeda fandom I had a lot of headcanons about Teshima dealing with chronic pain starting in college and having to give up cycling because of it. I think Aoyagi would also stop doing cycling in that case and Teshima would feel very bad about it at first. It'd be a big adjustment for them both, especially since Teshima already struggles a Lot with his confidence and would try to push himself.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own: I don't really have headcanons that I think are that outside the reasonable reading of the text... uhmm... when I was a teenager i really thought manami x t2 was a very funny like competitive/"hatemance" ship and I do still think teshima and aoyagi having a very contentious rivalrous relationship with manami despite him and onoda being friends would be pretty good

#cocoa talks too much

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1863-project · 2 years

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I'm glad you enjoyed it! I'm a seiyuu fan, so I also play Pokemas in Japanese voice, because there are so many well-known voice actors and actresses participating! But yes, I really love Yuumataso's performance as Emmet, and I also think the voice perfectly suits like how I imagined it too!

So now, I would like to share some fun facts about Ingo's Pokemon Masters EX seiyuu! I don't have as much knowledge about him as Yuumataso, but I will do my best!

Ingo's Japanese voice actor is Yoshitsugu Matsuoka. People who are familiar with anime, in general, might have at least heard his name. His most well-known role is, as Kirito in Sword Art Online. His second most well-known role is Xiao from Genshin Impact. Another well-known role of his is, as Hanazawa Teruki from Mob Psycho 100. So, yes, Tsugutsugu (his nickname) is an extremely famous Japanese voice actor, and he is particularly known for voicing main characters in anime after his role as Kirito. If you look at his MyAnimeList profile, you'll see that his resume is extremely packed.

However, Tsugutsugu is not an active singer. He did character songs here and there, but he doesn't make singles or music videos like Yuumataso did. So, it's a little tricky to look for his songs on YouTube.

Pokemon Masters EX is not the only franchise where Matsuoka Yoshitsugu and Yuuma Uchida participated together. The aforementioned The Idolmaster SideM and Yowamushi Pedal are two other series where they're in the same show!

Here are some character songs that Tsugutsugu sang:

Sword & Soul (Kirito's character song): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6t1BvzX8MEI

Therese's Sigh (E-ki from Shuuen no Shiori's character song): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_LxBro65ZL8

LOVE iLLUSiON (This is such a fun character song, Tsugutsugu really flexed his voice range here): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eAx9xlsnzwE

As a bonus, here's Matsuoka Yoshitsugu and Yuuma Uchida together on their collaboration YouTube channel, talking about their seiyuu profile photo (and how they kinda look like twins): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o7wBBV1SpFg

Tsugutsugu, despite being one of the most famous seiyuu, is also known to be pretty anxious when speaking on stage to many people, you can see it here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mHp0FF18dW0

All right, sorry that this ended up being long (again)! Hopefully, this is the last time! Thank you for your time, and hope you have a great day ahead!

It's perfectly fine to do long posts - people do love reading this stuff, myself included, so no need to apologize! Thank you for this!

I had to go and check because I love Yowapeda (I got back into cycling for myself because of it, and my bike is named Jinpachi after Toudou), and I was delighted to see that Tsugutsugu voiced Aoyagi, who is adorable! And Yuumataso was Shinkai's younger brother Yuuto, who is also wonderful! I love finding out people whose work I enjoy were in other things I love.

Thank you again, and feel free to infodump anytime! I'm always so glad when people share what they love!

#replies #books-are-my-life-stuff #Pokemon #Submas

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axoxtxhxh · 3 years

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Can’t It be You? Chapter 3

Summary: Kinjou and his best friend (Reader) have sex... I suck at summarizing.

Kinjou x Fem!Reader nsfw

Warnings: Sex, oral (f receiving), marking/lovebites, virginity loss, unestablished relationship

Word Count: ~5,000

A/N: I have gone over this chapter so much trying to make it perfect that I think I just need to post it. I really can’t edit it anymore without my eyes glossing over.

Friday came a lot faster than Y/N thought it would. She tried to keep herself busy with studying so she wouldn’t think about what was going to happen that night. Unfortunately, Friday was one of her easier days and she didn’t have much work. She cleaned her apartment and showered, trying to decide if she should shave her legs and actually go all out or not worry about it. She ultimately decided to shave. She had so much time, she exfoliated, shaved, and moisturized, even painted her toenails with the extra time she had.

By the time she finished everything, it was nearly dinner. She checked her phone and saw a text from Kinjou.

[What time should I come over? Do you want me to bring food?]

She smiled at his message. There was no romance whatsoever in this planned appointment, but he was definitely bringing in an innocence that was actually quite endearing. She texted him back.

[You can come over whenever you want. Don’t worry about food. I will order pizza.]

She put her phone away and sat at the table to grade some papers. There was a knock at the door and the knob starting turning. Was Kinjou already here? She just messaged him like five minutes ago. She swallowed the lump in her throat, not realizing how nervous she was until just then.

“I got everything we could ever want right here.” Shinkai walked in carrying a grocery bag and calling out each item inside.

“What are you doing here?” She asked him as he set up in the kitchen.

“What do you mean?” He looked at her confused. “It’s Friday.”

“…We were going to watch our show.” She sank in her seat, covering her face. “I totally forgot.”

“Well it doesn’t matter, I brought everything anyway.” He opened one of the bags and started snacking.

“No, I mean, I can’t.” She thought of how to explain. “I’m busy tonight.”

“How are you busy? This is a standing engagement. We always meet Fridays.”

“This came up sort of last minute.”

“Aww, what?” He put the chip back in the bag looking disappointed. “What is it? Maybe I can help you finish it and we can still have time to watch.”

“You probably don’t want to help with this.” She laughed to herself. “Please, I really need to get started.”

“You’re acting weird. Tell me what it is.” He ran and sat on the couch.

“Shinkai!” She followed him. “I don’t have time. Really.”

“What is it you have to do?” He asked eating his chips again.

“If I tell you, you’ll leave?”

“I promise.” He crossed his heart using the chip in his hand. Y/N sighed.

“Kinjou is coming over.” She said. Shinkai looked unphased.

“So? We can all—” He gasped. “You said yes!”

“Yes.”

“And he’s coming over now?”

“Yes.”

“To have sex?”

“Yes. Will you stop!” She took the bag of chips from him and started moving to the kitchen where he followed. “So now you have to leave.”

“I can’t believe you said yes.”

“You told me to!” She packed up everything he brought and handed it to him. He took it, putting on his shoes.

“Do you think I can watch?” He laughed.

“Please don’t do this to me now.” She rolled her eyes.

“I want to know everything.” She opened the door and he went outside. “Everything.”

“Take the stairs.” She closed the door, then quickly opened it. “I’ll call you later.”

She rested her head against the closed door and took a deep breath before going back to the kitchen table and grading papers. It was only about ten minutes before there was a knock at the door again. She waited for the door knob to turn. When it didn’t, she got up and opened the door.

Kinjou was standing there with wet hair and a backpack. He smiled at her as she opened the door. She could smell his soap before he even moved past her to walk inside. He was one of those people that always smelled good, even after riding his bike all day. He didn’t always smell clean, but he always smelled good. Right now, he smelled like his soap which had a scent of soap. No frills or anything fancy. It suited him well.

“Your hair’s wet.” She said. “I showered just before coming here.” He walked inside and they both went to the living room.

“What’s in the bag?” She pointed at his backpack.

“Just some of my stuff.” He opened it. “I wasn’t sure if I was staying the night or what I would need so I brought my toothbrush and pajamas.” She felt a little flutter in her stomach at his wholesomeness. “I also didn’t know which condoms you liked so I just got a bunch of them.”

Ever since she met him, he always had the look of a serious, responsible adult, which he was most of the time. Occasionally he would let these innocent, thoughtful little pieces of him slide out and it always had her wanting to squeeze him. He could honestly be adorable without even trying.

“You really didn’t have to buy the big packs of these.” She laughed holding up the three eighteen-pack boxes of condoms. “You can keep your bag in my bedroom if you want. Should we get started?”

“Now?”

“I mean,” she started, “we have like over 50 condoms to use, we don’t have a lot of time.”

“Very funny.” He laughed.

“Is there something you want to do first?” She asked.

“Should I get drunk first?”

“So you won’t even remember it?” She questioned.

“Well not as drunk as last weekend, but you were right, isn’t this a little awkward?” He readjusted his shirt. “I mean… I’m kind of nervous.”

“It will be fine. Let’s stay sober for now. We can always add alcohol later.”

“Okay.” He reached for his bag. “I read that setting the mood is important so I brought some candles.” He pulled out a couple candles from his bag. Y/N stared at him trying so hard to hold back her smile. She couldn’t handle him. Everything was so sweet.

“Stop being so cute! I literally can’t even take how adorable you are.” She grabbed his shoulders and shook him.

“The woman at the store said these have a relaxing effect.” He tried to read the label.

Y/N looked at the label then pulled away and looked out the window, it was getting dark now and as ridiculous of a thought as it was, they were bound to be hungry soon. They might as well get started now. She glanced up at him. There was no way he was going to do anything without guidance so starting this was going to be up to her.

She grabbed his hand and pulled him to her bedroom. She had a lighter in her nightstand and handed it to him. He fumbled with it until he was able to light the candles and she set one on each night stand then sat on the bed next to him.

She leaned forward and kissed him, sitting herself closer to him and moving her lips. He was barely moving at all. She put her hand on his thigh and he gasped quietly. She used that chance to try sliding her tongue along his lips, but he froze.

“Kinjou,” she said, pulling away. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“I’m sorry. Yes. I do.” He sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m just nervous. This is really new for me.”

“What are you talking about?” She smirked. “You kissed me like two days ago.”

“That was different.” He smiled as he remembered.

“How was it different?”

“I don’t know, it just was.”

“Why don’t you take a couple deep breaths.” She instructed.

“How many?” She rolled her eyes at him.

“Three.” She got up and closed the curtains and the door, eliminating all the light in the room except for the candles and sat back down in front of him, watching him as he continued taking deep breaths. He was right though, this was a little awkward and she was pretty nervous herself. This was one of her best friends. Once they got started, it wouldn’t be as bad, but right now she was uncomfortable.

“I’m not going to kiss you,” she said and he opened his eyes to the dark room. “We can sit here until you kiss me.”

She sat there staring at him. He could only make out certain parts of her face, the candlelight obscuring his view. He could feel the heat rising in his face just sitting there, but she didn’t move. He watched the light dance in her eyes and the warm glow it gave her cheeks. His heart started beating quickly.

His jaw was clenching as he lifted his hand up and touched her cheek, holding his breath as he guided her face to his. This time he was ready for the kiss. As soon as his lips met hers, he could feel an excitement in his stomach, the same excitement from the other night. He moved his lips and they melted into hers. Her lips were soft and cushiony and felt so good against his lips. He scooted his body closer to her and she opened her mouth allowing his tongue to brush against hers. His tongue delicately moved in, barely even entering her mouth.

“You don’t have to be so gentle.” She whispered, pushing him back to lay on the bed and hovering over him. She didn’t want to force him to move faster, but the point of this was for him to lose his virginity.

She moved her mouth down his jaw and to his neck. He really did smell so good. She opened her mouth, sucking on his jaw. He inhaled sharply as her tongue made contact with his skin and he brought his hands to her waist.

She sat up, glancing down at him before taking off her shirt and tossing it to the side. He stared without blinking, licking his lips as his eyes travelled up her body until they reached her face. He whispered her name and she barely heard it, but she did hear it and it sent heat pooling in her stomach. She sat her hips on his, feeling a growing hardness under her butt, heat rolling through her body at the thought of him being turned on by her.

She needed to keep reminding herself to breathe. She knew she was the more dominant one and she didn’t want to push Kinjou too hard. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin this experience for him. She was going to really struggle not enjoying it herself though.

He sat up and pulled her face to his, kissing her deeply now. He reached for his own shirt, pulling it up. Y/N helped him, pulling it over his head. As they both were tugging, his glasses got caught in the middle.

“Ow—damn,” he muttered and Y/N laughed. She carefully pulled them off and set them on the nightstand. She took a second to look at him. He has been letting his hair grow out recently and having it all tussled up was a nice combination with his swollen lips. She ran her fingers through his hair and leaned back in to kiss him.

His hands were more active now, moving along her back and ribs, the warmth of his touch making her feel dizzy. She groaned quietly as he moved his lips to her neck, his lips brushing lightly across her skin. She could feel her skin tingling and closed her eyes, melting in his arms. His lips made their way down to her stomach as his hands moved to her back, reaching for her bra clasp. She waited, bringing her hands to his hair, massaging his scalp as he figured out how to remove it.

She was starting to lose herself in her arousal and wanted to touch him. She wanted to move her hands over every part of his body and listen to him moan as he writhed in front of her, orgasm surging through him. Her body was losing control just thinking about it. She bit her lip and whined feeling his erection growing. She finally moved her hands to her back and unclasped her bra for him, taking it off and dropping it to the side. His hands went to her breasts, each hand cupping one and moving it around. His thumb brushed over her nipple and she gasped. Her body was flooded with excitement and they had barely even gotten started.

She leaned back on her arms, giving him more access and slowly let her head fall back. He jumped on her, straddling her legs, his hips resting on hers while his erection, even bigger than before, pushed against her stomach through his jeans. His mouth was at her neck sucking and lightly nipping at the soft skin. One hand was massaging her breast while the other slowly lowered her to the bed under him. She whined as she tried to hold herself back and let him take control.

He moved his lips down her body, wrapping them around her nipple. The combination of his hot breath and wet tongue gave her chills, making her nipple even harder as his tongue rolled over the stiff bud. Y/N’s hand flew to the back of his head, holding him as close as she could to her body as she moaned. He had no idea how much he was turning her on and she had no idea he would be able to heat her up this quickly.

He continued his way down, unbuckling her pants and sliding them over her hips. He stopped halfway, admiring the way her body curved, the plush skin around her hips and thighs begging to be squeezed. As he pulled her pants further down, he noticed how see-through her underwear was and his cock twitched in his pants. He licked his lips, his mouth beginning to water just at the sight, and continued removing her pants. Crawling back over her, he paused above her core, wanting so badly to taste her but being unsure if that was part of their deal. He moved back up to her face and connected their lips. There was a lot more passion in their kisses now, a lot more tongue and a lot rougher caressing the more worked up they got.

Y/N flipped them over and moved her lips to his neck and collarbone. Kinjou was panting heavily now, his body already begging for her. She undid his pants and pulled them off and admired his body. She always had a thing for thighs and being a cyclist, she had seen her fair share of thighs, amazing and mediocre. Kinjou had supreme, top of the line, absolutely perfect thighs. Thick, powerfully built legs with an amazing amount of definition. She sat herself in between them, rubbing her hands over the muscle before lowering herself down, pulling a section of his inner thigh into her mouth and sucking, her tongue running over the skin when she decided to let go.

Kinjou was finally moaning and breathing heavily, his hands grabbing fistfuls of blanket as he squirmed above her. She couldn’t stop herself. Hearing his beautiful moans and watching him lose himself in pleasure was sending titillating waves of energy through her body, ending at her core. It only encouraged her to continue, taking another part closer to his groin, sucking even harder. He groaned, wincing slightly and she let go.

“Sorry, was it too hard?” She asked, massaging his leg.

“No, no,” he breathed, “it’s so—so good.” She closed her eyes and bit her lip at his words, feeling a hot pulse run through her body, right to her stomach, a tight coil needing release. She leaned back down, moving to the other thigh and bringing the soft skin into her mouth. When she was satisfied, she looked up, the front of his underwear was wet and she had to resist the urge to pull that into her mouth as well. Instead she backed up off the bed and he sat up on his elbows watching her, eyes lidded. She slid off her panties and kicked them to the side.

A small noise escaped from Kinjou as his mouth slowly dropped open, eyes fixed on her completely naked body in front of him. He couldn’t move as he watched her lean over him and pull his underwear down his legs. He sat up, watching her body move over his until she set his underwear to the side.

Y/N was watching his reactions, everything so new to him. As she slid his underwear down, his erection sprang free, slapping his stomach and bobbing lightly, precum leaking from the tip. He was thick. Thick enough to have her core aching for that tantalizing stretch once he was inside of her. It took everything she had not to reach down and start pleasuring herself while watching him. She was drunk with lust, losing herself more and more, her body needing him.

She crawled on top of him, pushing him down and kissing him then lying next to him. His hand quickly moved in between her legs, his first two fingers sliding in between her folds. The sensation made him exhale deeply as he moved his fingers around, the wetness making him even harder.

She opened her legs a bit, giving him more room to explore, moaning when he grazed over her clit. He slid a finger in her entrance and she whined, arching her back slightly. He slid another one in, feeling around inside of her, fingertips lightly moving along her walls. She moaned, pushing his hand in a bit deeper then pulling him down for a rough kiss.

He moved his fingers, building a rhythm as she writhed under him. He slowly pulled his fingers out, but not completely. Her warm wetness covering his fingers rested just inside her folds and she pathetically rubbed herself against his hand and whined, pulling away from the kiss.

“Y/N.” He panted. “Can I please use my mouth on you... In—instead of my fingers.”

Her jaw dropped and she let out a noise at his question. He was asking for this. This night was supposed to be about him, but he was asking to pleasure her and that thought had arousal overwhelming her. Maybe they never discussed it, but she was certainly in no position to be trying to think anything through right now. But God, she so badly wanted to feel his face in between her legs, to look down and see him dipping into her folds, his back muscles flexing as he spread her legs. The thought had her dripping. She looked at him and he licked his lips waiting for a response. “If—if you want to.”

“God, I really do.” He breathed and kissed her hard before he slithered down. Her heart was racing out of anticipation. She opened her legs a little wider, watching him crawl down between her legs. He held onto her knees as he lowered himself down and she gasped at the feeling of his hot tongue slipping in between her wet folds.

It was a strange feeling, like having sex in public, doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing. It made her entire body hot and flooded her with a need for more of him, the twisted coil in her stomach getting tighter. She looked back down at him. Her best friend was pleasuring her, running his tongue all over her most private parts, moaning into her. The sound rumbled out of him and straight into her.

She couldn’t control her back arching or the loud moan that came from her, both giving him more confidence to delve deeper. His mouth slid all over, tasting her on his lips and tongue. She was bitter and tart, but a little bit sweet and he couldn’t get enough.

“Is this okay?” He asked, reluctantly pulling away to speak.

“Mmm...” It was her turn to be grabbing fistfuls of the blanket.

He went back to her folds, his mouth lightly pulling on her inner lips. He moved upwards to her clit and she let out a breathy moan. He let his tongue linger in that spot and she could feel herself getting even wetter, soaking the bed beneath her. Her body was working hard as he pushed her closer to the edge. Kinjou moaned deeply at the warm taste, squeezing her hips and sliding his tongue through her entrance.

She was shaking, her body trembling in his arms. She put her hands in his hair and he tried to push himself deeper into her. He could barely handle the aching in his groin anymore, but he needed more of this, he needed more of her.

She spread her legs a little, giving herself enough space so she could look down at him. She had to bite back a groan as she watched his face dipping in and out of her. His nose was shiny with slick. He moved his hand to caress her thigh and she sighed, his eyes moving up to look at her.

She froze for a moment as they made eye contact, her cheeks flushing. It was incredibly intimate, perhaps too intimate for their relationship, but what was their relationship going to be after this anyway? She couldn’t bring herself to look away. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as he continued working at her core, sliding over her clit again as he stared directly at her.

In their three years of friendship, she had never felt this close to him. He sank his tongue back into her entrance and moaned as a fresh wave of her slick hit his tongue. He closed his eyes, breaking the eye contact briefly, enjoying the warmth. Maybe the awkwardness wasn’t what she should have been worrying about.

“God,” she groaned, “you look so good.”

She couldn’t hold back much more. She was fighting the urge to grind against his face, her hand already in the position to push him further. He moved his tongue forward until he reached her clit again.

“Right there.” She moaned. “Kinjou, don’t stop… don’t… stop.” Kinjou grabbed her thighs tightly and flattened his tongue over that spot, working it over and over as she shook in his arms.

She couldn’t control her body anymore. Her hands tightly gripping the blankets under them while her hips thrusted forward, legs shaking. Kinjou was squeezing her thighs and she knew she was there. Her orgasm hit her and her body tensed up, her mind disappearing and giving way to elation.

She was only able to concentrate on the pleasure stemming from in between her legs as her body shook in his arms, tensing and heating up before she cried out, falling back to the bed, panting heavily. Kinjou was still lapping at her core, moving to suck on her inner lips then making his way back to her clit and back around.

“Wait—wait.” Her tired body tried to push his head away. “Stop—Kinjou stop.” He looked up at her. “I… I’m too sensitive right now.” She huffed.

She sat up and he came to sit next to her, concern in his eyes. She could see his body was flushed red and hot. He was also breathing heavily and his eyes were lidded. He was lost in his own arousal. She stared at him, hoping to burn the image in her mind. She never wanted to forget how he looked in this moment. She brought her hand to his cheek.

“Do you need to stop?” he asked, licking his lips, the area all around his mouth shiny and slick.

“No, we are definitely going to keep going.” She smiled. “I just needed a small break.”

She reached to the nightstand and grabbed the boxes before pushing him down on his back and crawling over his body.

“Which one is the winner?” She held the condom boxes up for him.

He smiled, pointing to one of them and she opened it up, getting the condom and rolling it on him quickly.

“You ready?” He nodded.

She slowly lowered herself onto his hips and lined herself up before she sank down onto him. The stretch was everything she knew it would be and she whined as Kinjou let out a loud exhale, breathing picking up.

She started off slowly, just grinding lightly, to watch his reaction. His eyes were closed and he rubbed his fingers along her hips and waist. She was loving watching his peaceful enjoyment, each time she would grind backwards, his bottom lip would pull in between his teeth. It wasn’t long before he started gripping her hips a little tighter and guiding her movements over him.

He couldn’t believe what he was feeling, the way her body was sliding over his, her walls squeezing him so tightly, her soft skin under his hands. He wanted more of it. He steered her hips a little and she followed, moving herself where he wanted her to go. He clenched his jaw at the feeling. He needed more.

They both couldn’t wait very long and soon enough, she was bouncing as hard and as fast as she could on him. His body twitching under her as he grunted. She could feel her second release nearly there and was ready for it, knowing his was close too. He held her hips and helped thrust up into her as she slammed down onto him. They were surprisingly in sync for where their minds were.

His hips began to falter, his thrusting becoming erratic as his grunts got deeper and louder. He shifted positions so he could balance slightly on one arm while the other held Y/N. One final grunt and he dropped his head back. She watched his face contort as he orgasmed. His eyes squeezed shut and mouth open. His body tensed up as he dug his nails into her hips. The veins in his neck were bulging as his orgasm took his breath and he unloaded into her. A strangled groan escaping him before he finally gasped for air. Just as his breathing returned, she heard him quietly groan her name and she lost control of her body as her orgasm rolled over her quickly. She closed her eyes and lost herself, a final moan being caught in her throat until she could breathe again. She slowed her grinding and lowered her head, her body shaking and tingling with pleasure.

They both continued breathing heavily for a couple minutes, trying to catch their breath. She sat back and then pulled herself off of him, sitting next to him.

“Holy shit,” he said, looking up at the ceiling, still lost in his head. She reached over to the nightstand and grabbed a hair tie, tying her hair up. He looked at her. “God, you look amazing… I—I mean, I feel amazing…” He blushed and quickly looked away.

“Yeah?” She looked over and smiled at him. “Me too.”

“I’m hungry. Do you feel hungry?” He patted his stomach, sitting up.

“I’ll order the pizza.” She laughed grabbing the phone.

Less than an hour later, they were both sitting in her living room eating. Kinjou had put on his underwear and Y/N put on her robe.

“Maybe I should have ordered two pizzas,” she said as they both picked up the last slice.

“I didn’t think I would be this hungry.” He finished the slice in three bites and wiped his mouth.

“It is already eight I figured eating after would be a better plan.” She smiled and took a bite.

“How was it for you?” He asked hesitantly.

“The pizza?” She took a bite. “It’s a bit small, but it tastes good.”

“No.” He chuckled at her response. “I meant me, how was I? Was it really awful or was it okay?”

“Oh.” She swallowed her bite. “Um, yeah—yes. It was good—You were good.” Her eyes travelled down to his legs. He had several dark red marks all over his thighs. The idea of him seeing her marks on him over the next couple days had her heating up again.

“You okay?” He noticed her skin reddening.

“Yeah, fine. Just hot.” She reached forward and took a gulp of her water and started fanning the collar of her robe. “This robe is just hot.”

Kinjou watched her fan herself. The robe wasn’t one of those thick bathrobes, it was one of those flimsy, thin fabric ones. As she fanned the collar of the robe, he could catch glimpses of her breasts, soft and supple skin, so warm when he touched them. Her nipples were hard against the thin fabric and he felt a heat wash over him, his mind getting fogged over. When he looked up at her face, her eyes were fixated on his legs and he looked down. Dark red spots littered his inner thighs.

He licked his lips remembering her lips on him, already feeling himself getting hard again. He looked back up and her eyes were still stuck on his thighs as she desperately fanned herself. He moved his plate and crawled closer to her.

“Do you want to give me more of these?” He put one of her hands on his thighs.

She looked at him, her mouth hanging open and pulse racing. The way he just flat out asked her had her body already begging for him. Wetness trickled out from between her legs, soaking her robe as she struggled with how she should answer. On one hand, she wanted to remind herself and him that they were friends, she was doing a him a favor and that favor was already complete.

On the other hand, she wanted so badly to say yes. She wanted his thighs in her hands and in her mouth. She wanted to run her tongue over every inch of him and see him shaking with pleasure again. Her mind was even closer to being made as he waited so close to her, strong legs straddling her body, his breath hitting her face as he cupped her cheeks. She looked down at his lips as he moved closer to her.

“Yes,” she whispered and his lips were all over hers.

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imaginesforsportsanime · 5 years

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For the relationship and courting asks, can you do 2, 8, 10 and 20 for Kinjou Shingo please?

Kinjou Shingo:

2. When they have a crush on someone, how do they let them know?

Kinjou is actually rather straight-forward about it, though he takes some time to gather his thoughts and be confident in his decision to approach you. Otherwise, his intentions and feelings are made clear, very bluntly, to the point it’s easy to see why you’d get flustered when confronted with it.

8. Are they loyal to their partners?

Of course! His gaze never strays, and he only has eyes for you; he feels so lucky for managing to win your heart that he’d never consider giving it up.

10. Do they include their partners in most aspects of their life?

Kinjou retains a level of independence, and believes it’s healthy to have separate hobbies, but he does enjoy if you take an interest in his hobbies (and he takes in interest in yours, too). He always invites them along with him when he’s going somewhere because he wants them to know he’ll always include them, but there’s no obligation to do everything with him if you don’t want to.

20. How did their relationship start?

With Kinjou taking you on a very stereotypical, yet super enjoyable, date. After expressing his feelings for you and you happily returning them, he wasted no time in getting some one-on-one time with you, asking you if you’d like to try a favorite restaurant of his. He brings you flowers and the night is spent heavy with conversation, the flow feeling so natural it’s like the two of you had been dating for years.

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regrettablewritings · 3 years

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Tadashi + 6, 7, 10 and 13?

Aaaww yiiii Best Boyfriend Boy Comin' Thru!!!

6. How they decorated their bedroom:

Tadashi's had to share a room with Hiro pretty much all of his life, so the extent of what he can really do is limited. But given how creative he can be, he's definitely made do with the space he has. With just a shoji screen separating their halves, Tadashi managed to make his side of the room just as lively as his brother's, albeit much tidier.

His side is lined with items referencing his culture, from little masks purchased at local festivals to knick knacks such as Daruma dolls or little omamori charms placed on shelves. There's references to his more athletic history placed about so that they won't get damaged, or he won't damage himself by tripping over them (snow and surf boards positioned tastefully out of the way, his disassembled speed bike oriented on the floor where he always knows it'll be, etc).

He's nowhere near as straight-laced about his things as Wasabi, but Tadashi still believes that everything has a place -- even if he's gotta invent a new place for them, or reorganize his half of the room to make space.

He keeps this tidiness even when he moves out to start a life with you, though there's more space available for him to work with. He might actually get a bit too excited at first and start going out and buying more trinkets and home decor simply because he can! However, it never gets too out of hand: Everything, from the large, decorative fans to the funky table lamps to the paintings and ink scrolls and perfectly-framed family photos has a place in your home together.

7. Which one is the worse driver?:

Tadashi is. But allow me to clarify: It's got nothing to do with skill. Tadashi is, in fact, a very good driver when it comes to safety. Perhaps, however . . . too good . . .

Tadashi is a very by-the-book kind of driver, in that yeah, you'll definitely be safe with him behind the wheel, but you'll also feel like you're under lockdown for the entire duration of the drive. This means no blasting music that might distract him, no leaning your head against the window if you fall asleep (what if there's an accident!?), no leaning your head or hands out the windows when they're rolled down, no feet on the dashboard (which is common sense anyway but), etc.

If you guys pick up snacks while you're out, you're free to eat them in theory. But he won't be eating, since that can pose as a distraction. And that just makes you feel guilty about jumping into your bag of fries. As a result, you wind up waiting until you've gotten back home to decimate your bag of Burger Fool.

It doesn't matter for how many years Tadashi's had the wheel, or that he's been a gold-star driver for all of them: You can never be too safe when it comes to driving with him.

10. What TV shows they watch together, and which ones they hide from the other:

You're both secretly otaku trash. Admit it. Tadashi won't, instead preferring to insist that he's just an appreciator of animation. Will you be the bigger person and own up to your dirty weeb ways? No? Fine; then you'll sit in silence as the both of you watch Yowapeda.

It's just an inside joke that one of you will be heard muttering, "Hiiime hime! Hime! Suki suki da-i-suki!", causing the other to finish, "Kira kira rin!"; you don't really know the song, that would be weird.

You don't nearly cry when Sohoku makes a victory, or when they get into Midousuji's backstory. That would be weird.

And if you actually came to the confirmation that literally no character is completely hateable in this weirdass show about biking? That would be . . . so freaking weird . . . Nah, you both just watch it because the character designs are goofy. And because it's a riot to talk about watching an anime about friendship and competitive biking. And because oh god Onoda, you precious beautiful otaku child, you are the heart and soul of this show --

13. Which makes a bigger deal of birthdays:

Tadashi does. It's a symptom of having been raised in such a closely-knitted household/cafe. He's just so used to waking up early on the eve of or even the day of his aunt or brother's birthday so he can have the kitchen to himself, baking up a storm to create their favorite sweet, or one that came to him in the night like an angel approaching a prophet.

You don't mind it, though: No matter how many times it happens, you will forever love the feeling of being invited to the Lucky Cat for a simple piece of cake, only to be surprised with the faces of your friends and loved ones, all gathered to wish you a happy birthday.

It just makes whatever Tadashi baked for you taste all the more sweeter.

Thanks for being so patient, love!

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galuxeis · 3 years

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yuuto's got a case of the uwus

#shinkai yuuto #yowamushi pedal #yowapeda #yowapedal #yuuto shinkai #u can imagine who they have a crush on hehehe #im partial to ashikiba and manami heheheheh #not me distracting myself from my mental illnesses with ywpd again xx #art

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hyoqa · 3 months

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pairing: kuroda yukinari x gn!reader (no prns)

summary: you are a manager of the Sohoku team and he's a member of the Hakogaku team— the two of you are not meant to be

warnings: spoilers of the second inter-high

The two of you were not meant to be. The gods had not meant for you to get together, and the world did not lend a helping hand either. You were a year younger than him, a manager of the Souhoku road race team, and he was a member of the Hakone Academy road race team. It wasn't meant to work out.

However, there was no way for you to not fall in love. Not when he was the one you weren't allowed to fall for.

You could never forget, it was your second year at the inter-high as a manager, but it was particularly busy. Maybe it had to do with the fact that it was the first day with all the nerves, or maybe it was the fact that it was really, really hot that day and you failed to realize. However, you fainted while carrying drinks back to your team's tent after most members had crossed the goal for that day. It was a horrible time and place to faint as well— you were avoiding the main walkways and trying to walk under the trees behind the tents to get as much shade as possible, and it was a little after the main bulk of people had left. You were unaware of everything that happened after, but you later hear that Kuroda had been the one to carry you back to your team's tent. Apparently, he had gotten patched up and wanted to try walking to see how his condition was. He was covered in bandages and with an injured arm and leg, he still carried you all the way back, after finishing the first part of a race.

By the time you were up, he was already long gone, but the idea of him doing that for you was enough for you to run out to try to find him. You had no luck that time, as they had already moved to their hotel, but Onoda kindly asked Manami where they were staying for you, as you seemed so hung up on it.

You had roughly a minute, maybe a little more to talk to him, but that was about it. You didn't wish to either, he had a race tomorrow and he had wounds to heal. The fact that he came down to meet you was more than enough for you.

"Thank you so much for earlier today, I heard from everyone else," you said, bowing deep.

"Oh, stop that. It's all good, I'm glad you're up," he said. "Feeling better?"

"Yes, I feel great now, thank you," you said. His bandages looked horrible. "I can't believe you did this for me when your injuries are..."

Then he laughs. You didn't think he was one to laugh. "I was skeptical too... but you were super light and I was glad to know that my arm's still fine," he said, but you knew he was being nice and acting strong. There was no way it wasn't tough.

"Oh, I won't keep you for too long, I'll get in trouble if I bother an athlete before a race any more than I already have," you said with a smile. "Again, thank you so much for today. It really meant the world to me."

Slowly you walked away to leave so he felt comfortable to walk back in. At the time, you thought he was being kind as he watched you walk back, but in reality, he was subconsciously mesmerized by your smile.

You did not get another chance to talk to him that inter-high, but you were always watching him. When he finished the race, when he was on the podium. Everytime he was in your field of vision, you noticed your eyes would follow him. Later, you would greatly regret not talking to him more, but at the moment all you could do was stare.

Months went by and you felt silly after realizing just how much you still thought about him. You couldn't forget him and somehow your feelings only continued to grow, but there was nothing much you could do about it. You didn't know anyone in Hakone Academy directly, and you really didn't feel like asking one of your teammates to ask their friend for Kuroda's contact. Not to mention, he was a third year so you couldn't count on next year's inter-high either.

However, that was alright, because you hadn't expected anything from this to begin with. It was just your one-sided feelings that no one would ever find out about, and that was okay with you. It's not that you were going to give up, but rather that you didn't expect much to begin with. You were more than happy to continue to harbor these feelings, especially while they weren't in the way of anyone else. One day they were bound to disappear.

But like fate, a week later Kinjou had come to visit a practice and he had brought Arakita with him for fun. The entire team was thrilled to see Kinjou again as he helped them train some more, and Arakita watched around as he complained, explaining that he didn't want to be here at all. Apparently he wasn't going to go around helping a former rival team practice either, which was actually a very fair reason.

You knew it was rude and you were very intimidated by Arakita, but all you could think of since he arrived was Kuroda's contact. He must know— and you wanted to know so badly. Was that the right decision though? Shouldn't you just give up and let it go instead? No, you had regretted not talking to him more before and this was your first chance after months. You would be so dumb to let it go just like that.

So just before he was about to leave, you called to him, insanely nervous.

"Arakita-san," you said and he looked back.

"Hah? Oh, the manager?" he asked and you nodded. "Have we talked before?"

"N-no," you said. "So I realize this is terribly strange for me to ask, but could I um..."

"Oh, just spit it out."

"Would you be able to tell me Kuroda-san's contact?" you said very quickly and quietly. Your eyes were glued to the floor and you were too embarrassed to look up.

Immediately after you heard laughter and you were unsure how to react. You didn't think he would laugh at you.

"Is this what I think it is?" He said, far more amused now than he was the entire time he was here. You didn't say anything but it must've shown on your face because he continued to go on. "When did Kuroda find himself a cute little crush?"

"No, it's not him, it's me," you said. "Actually, he probably doesn't remember me..."

"Oh, he's rude and annoying but give him a little more credit than that. If he did something that would make you fall for him, I'm sure that he must remember. He's not one to do nice things, let alone charm people," he said. "And I think you should ask him yourself, rather."

"No, he was very nice! For him to carry someone he didn't know back while... hold on what?"

He had turned his phone on and called a contact named Kuroda.

"Oh, gosh, please don't give it to me. I don't know what to say," you said.

"What do you mean! You were the one who wanted his—" he started to say but he was cut off by a voice from the phone.

"Arakita-san? How rare for you to call," you could hear the voice say faintly. "Did something happen? I'm going to get back to practice soon so if you could be quick..."

It was him. It was Kuroda. The voice you wanted to hear for the past few months was so close and no longer just in your head.

"No, if he's busy then it's okay," you whispered frantically. At this rate his only impression of you is going to be bothersome.

"Why are you suddenly a wimp now considering you were able to come ask me before?" Arakita asked.

"Hmm? What are you talking about?" Kuroda asked from the phone. "A wimp?"

"Oh, my bad, my bad," Arakita replied to him. "Not you. I'm actually at Sohoku right now."

"What? Sohoku? Why?" Kuroda asked, confused. "Oh, then can you see if their managers are okay? One of them fainted during the inter-high a couple of months ago."

Your eyes widened, absolutely shocked. He remembered. He cared. Arakita looked over at you and your face said all he needed to know. Kuroda was talking about you.

"Kuroda-chan are you in love..." he teased and you genuinely thought it was over.

"Oh, shut up," Kuroda replied quietly, and unfortunately you couldn't hear. "What if someone hears you!"

Arakita immediately started to laugh and you heard a faint 'shut up, stop laughing!' from the phone. "Here," Arakita said, passing you the phone. "Your turn."

Shocked you quickly took the phone.

"What? Who's turn? Was someone listening??" Kuroda asked, terribly confused and panicking slightly.

"Um, hello. I'm the one who collapsed at the inter-high who you helped," you said carefully.

"Oh gosh, were you listening?" he asked.

"Sorry, I could hear... Not the last part though!" you said and he sighed, relieved.

"Thank goodness," he said. You were confused and curious, but you had something else to ask.

"I asked Arakita-san for your um... contact... and he kindly called you so I could ask you myself. So would it be alright for me to ask you..." you started to say.

"Of course!" Kuroda replied a little too quickly and enthusiastically, which he beated himself up for seconds later. "I mean, I would love to have your contact as well, if that's okay."

And that was the start. The two of you had many more obstacles to simply get to know each other, but he was the one for you, and you were the one for him.

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