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SANO SHINICHIRO X FEMALE!READER

Summary — Shinichiro’s friends and family are a bit sceptical when one day he brings home a gorgeous women (you), and claims she’s his girlfriend.

wc — 2.6k

an — you can probably see when I start to loose interest in this, half way through 😨

Everybody lives au, shin is the bd leader and owns a bike shop. NOT PROOF READ !!

The first time Shinichiro tried to excitedly tell his best friends he was in a relationship and no longer single— they had laughed in his face and called him a fool, waving him off and continuing their previous conversation with each other, leaving him to sulk in a corner and whine about how cruel they were, and how they shouldn't treat their leader like this.

He didn't understand, at all. Was he that unattractive that people thought he would be single forever and never get a girlfriend? Was his hair really as ugly as Emma made it out to be? Were Keisuke and Manjirou actually exaggerating when they gagged and ran out of the room when Shinichiro stepped in, or not.

He thought about these things a lot, in front of the bathroom mirror after hopping out of the shower, when he was on break at work with no current customers to assist, when staring at your front door— waiting for you to open it so he could take you on that fair date he asked you out too. Anytime, anywhere.

He wasn't self conscious, per say. But there were moments at random times where he would question just what made you fall in love with him. He knew he shouldn't takes his younger siblings words to heart, they were just little kids and only knew how to endlessly taunt their poor older brother with childish insults that they learned at school.

He knew you loved him, and how you have for some time now— he just, always wanted to know why. What made you want to sit on a greasy, squeaky stool in the back of his dimly lit, smoke filled work shop and watch for hours on end as he lets out a sting of curses at the damn gear shift on a clients motorcycle that he had taken on. Why you'd let him in with open arms after he stumbles into your home, way later then your agreed time— when he's all bloody, bruised and fatigued after getting his ass kicked on the way over with absolutely no back up to, y'know, back him up.

Don't get him wrong, he appreciates you and everything you do for him, with every fibre of his being, cherishing and loving you endlessly. But it's just... why him? Out of everyone you could have had, you chose the weak, skinny and scrawny gang leader who couldn't even protect you or himself if needed.

That is also one of the reasons he has yet to introduce you to his friends and family— purely because he didn't think you'd stick around for too long, he thought that one day, you'd eventually come to your senses and dump his ass the moment you got bored of him. Yet you're still here, six months and many, many tender, loving moments later.

So, with his patience finally running thin, a small reassuring and heartfelt pep talk and some kittenish kisses peppered all over his face— Shinichiro finally had enough, and dragged you towards the Sano family dojo— where the his gang members and younger siblings where all hanging out—, a face contorted into a stern scowl and his void less eyes, filled with determination.

With one of his hands tangled in yours, loose enough so you wouldn't loose blood circulation in your wrist but tight enough so you couldn't think of running away— Shinichiro uses his free hand to rip open the sliding door, making it slam into the wall on its side by the force of his push and successfully alerting everyone inside the room of his presence, though he didn't anticipate that all of the confused eyes turning to his now cowering figure would make him forgot the whole speech that he had planned in his head.

"Big bro Shin? What was that for?" Emma's concerned voice cut through the air, the hair brush she was using paused mid air as her whole attention was now on her trembling, older brother.

"Yeah, shit head. What'd you do that for?!" After suddenly waking up from his nap on the floor in a panic due to a loud bang resonating behind him, Manjirou turns to glare at his black haired brother in anger— only to pause at the sight of a really, really pretty girl standing behind him, with your hands clutching onto his brothers shirt while you scan your eyes around the room in interest— excited to finally meet the people who your boyfriend cared so much about.

"Oh don't tell me... you begged an unfortunate girl until she had no choice but to say yes, to spend the day with you again, didn't you." Someone snickers from Shinichiro's side, making your boyfriend whip his head to their direction and glare at them in a mix of embarrassment and anger. Of course they would say that in front of you, as if only trying to humiliate him more.

"That was one time, Izana! And it was a dare, so drop it." He groans, going to ruffle his hair with his twitching hands— only to forget he was holding yours and bringing it up with his, making you stumble into his side at the sudden movement. Shinichiro yelps when your head collides into his ribs, and out of instinct— he wraps his arms around your waist to keep you steady so you don't tip over.

"Crap! M' sorry, sweetheart. Forgot you were there for a second." He gulps down the lump in his throat and sends you an apologetic smile, circling his thumbs over your hips in a soft, loving motion— his gaze softening when his eyes meet your understanding ones.

"S'okay, baby, I know you're nervous." You smile at him— that same smile that always makes him melt like putty in your arms, resulting in a love sick, dorky smile taking over his facial expression as well as a light shade of pink dusting over the tips of his ears and cheeks. Bringing your connected hands up to your lips, you place a reassuring, chaste kiss to his bruised wrists before rubbing his knuckles with your thumbs.

You just have that affect on him— whenever you're around, it's like the whole world fades away behind him and leaves just the two of you, because when Shinichiro's about to pull you into a feverish kiss and express his love to you, he’s snapped back into reality by an awkward cough behind him.

His eyes widen, remember just where he was and what he was doing— about to romantically lock lips with his girlfriend in front of all of his friends, his younger siblings and his eighty year old grandpa who could have a heart attack any second.

Slowly and cautiously, he looks over his shoulder and takes notes of all the other wide eyed people staring back at him— their jaws slacked to the ground in shock while they watch the scene in front of them.

The first one to make a move is Wakasa— who's sweet, still wrapped lollypop falls from his grasp and onto the floor, right in front of Manjirou's lap (who wastes no time in snatching it) before he's slowly making his way over towards his friend, stopping right in front of you and crouching down to maintain eye contact.

Wakasa's lazy, purple eyes stare at you in interest, a hand coming up to rub his chin in thought— looking you up and down which, of course, makes you a little uncomfortable, resulting in you stepping behind Shinichiro's frame for some sort of barrier between you.

"I didn't know they made Ai robots as realistic as you." He comments, making your boyfriends body start to tremble in anger, his hand trembling at his side while his left eye twitches in annoyance at this so called 'best friend' of his. "How high can you count?"

"Dude! Can you just accept that I'm not as much as a looser as you make me out to be?!" Shin yells, crossing his arms over his chest to try and seem intimidating. Waka only laughs in his face, shaking his head in amusement before looking over his shoulder to his other two friends and beckoning them over. "Benkei, Takeomi, come look at this."

They both comply, their tall and buff bodies stalking over and stopping beside the white haired male, staring down at you in a mix of both confusion and unbelieving.

"Is she real?" Takeomi takes out his cigarette to speak, his non scared eye scanning over your figure a few times— not hiding his intentions of checking you out seeing as his gaze stopped on your chest for a few seconds longer then it should have.

"Think so." Benkei answers, nodding along before looking towards his leader, who has a snarl permanently etched on his lips.

"It's because she is! This is [name], my girlfriend of six months— the same girlfriend you didn't believe I had when I told you." He states matter of factly, rolling his eyes and pulling you into his side, his arm around your shoulder and sending a silent glare to Takeomi, who slightly flinches at the feeling of being stared at and finally diverts his eyes from your figure and towards his friend.

"You weren't joking?" Wakasa mutters in disbelief, searching around Shinichiro's face for any sort lies— only to find his expression is filled with nothing buthonesty, and a quick, curt nod from you confirms it. "We'll I'll be damned, didn't know you had it in you... to be able to pull such a ho— nice looking lady." He quickly stops himself before calling his best friends girlfriend hot, sending you an awkward side eye and half lipped smirk.

"Still, wow, finally growing up, huh?" Before Shinichiro knows it, his head in lodged under Wakasa's elbow as his hair is being ruffled with, out of his control. He just sighs in defeat, using all his strength to pull away and take place back beside you.

"Finally believe me, huh?" He shakes his head with a sigh before smiling. Glad that he's finally got his point across. "See, I told you one day I could do it, and I got lucky. See, look at her, isn't she gorgeous?" He boasts about your looks, walking around to stand behind you and wrap you in his arms— resting his chin on the top of your head.

He's about to continue on complementing you, until there's a small tug at the fabric of his pants. When he looks down, Emma's curious and nervous eyes stare back at him. She shyly twirls a strand of hair in between her finger tips before looking down at her feet. "Is... is she really your girlfriend, shin? She's so pretty!"

The cute little girl in front of you makes your heart melt, so you wriggle out of Shinichiro's holds and kneel down, taking her smaller hand in your palm and sending her a reassuring smile. "Hello there, you must be Emma, Shin talks about you kids a lot. Look at your hair! So pretty." Your words make her blush, lifting her and and staring back at you with a sparkle in her eyes.

"Oh... really? You think im pretty?" Her voice is faint, a pretty girl complimenting her made her head spin in fluster. If you really were her big brothers girlfriend, maybe that meant you would hang around more and become friends.

"Of course I do!" You coo, pinching her chubby cheek with your fingers— making her giggle in excitement. "Woah! Really? Shin! She's... she's perfect!" She turns to him, grabbing your hand in hers and pulling you behind her before looking up at her brother— who smiled down at her contently— so happy that his two favourite girls are getting along.

"Please, shin... please marry her soon, okay?!" She shouts, a determined pout on her lips which makes Shin stagger back slightly, his eyes widening with a bead of sweat rolling down his forehead.

"Marriage?! I-it's too soon for that, Emma!" He chuckles nervously, a deep blush on his face as he looks off to the side— making eye contact with his three friends who teasingly, wiggle their eyebrows at his and make kissy lips with their mouths, along with a chores of 'mwah, mwah, mwah's!' aimed at him.

It's not long before their relentless teasing begins, pulling him off to the side by his sleeve to poke fun at him for being 'so in love that it sickens me.' Benkei leaning away in disgust when Takeomi pretends to lean in and kiss him.

You're watching their interaction in amusement when you take note a couple pairs of feet padding over to you, and when you break your eyes away from Shinichiro's flustered face— you're met with five curious faces, standing behind Emma— who's currently twiddling around with a bracket on your wrist.

The first to speak up is a blond haired boy, one who's eyes look almost identical to Shinichiro's it's interesting. "Who're you?" He questions with a monotone voice, his eyes scanning you up and down with light interest.

“Mikey! This is [name], big bro’s Future wife! Isn’t she pretty.” Emma answers for you, pushing you back to the ground so she can crawl into your lap and access your necklace more easily.

“Nice to meet you, [name]! The names Baji Keisuke!” A black haired boy with fangs introduces himself beside Mikey, a thumb jabbed to his chest with pride as he beams down at you. “You can call me Edward, though.”

“I’m Izana.” A deeper voice says next, he looks older then the other kids— maybe by a year or two. He stares down at you with a small, almost unnoticeable smile. “You must be the [name] that shin would always talk about. Nice to finally meet you.”

“And I’m Senju! Emma’s right, you know. You look like a super model!” It’s not long before they’re all crowding around you, asking you different, interesting questions one after another. The most common one being, ‘why?’ Which made you chuckle whenever Manjirou clowned his brother.

“Yeah, [name]. Why are you dating Shinichiro?” Haruchiyo’s voice is timid— still not use to meeting new people, and it’s not everyday he gets to meet an older girl, especially a pretty one like you.

“Hmm? Why I’m dating him?” You ponder the question in fake thought, you already knew the answer. Shinichiro treats you like a princess, anything you could want would be in the palm of your hands the second it leaves your lips. His love is not overbearing, hes not down your throat 24/7, instead, is affection is tender. Every compliment that falls from his mouth in genuine, something he means 110%.

Shinichiro was— to put it simply— perfect, everything you could ever ask for and more in a man was something that he possessed. You don’t argue, everything you say is automatically correct in his eyes. He’s just so in love with you— like you with him.

“Because I love him.” You chirp, chuckling when the kids groan in annoyance. “We know that! But like, what made you fall for him? He’s not much to look at.” Manjirou snickers, Keisuke and Haru joining in while the girls roll their eyes at him.

“Oh? I personally think he’s the most handsome man I’ve ever seen.” Your answer makes to boys gag in disgust and the girls ‘aww’ in adoration. “I want someone to love me like that!” Senju whines.

Unbeknownst to you, Shinichiro’s torment ended a while ago as he is now standing behind you, his face a deep shade of vermilion while he stares down at you— his eyes showing nothing but pure love for you, so glad you’re getting along with his loved ones. He sighs in his head.

‘Maybe… it’s not to early to think about marriage.’

#jfkdkjxkskdk this is so cute #sano shinichiro #rei.reblog

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