— DAY 22 ; SWITCH!AU sk8 the infinity x gn!reader
ft. reki kyan, langa hasegawa, joe, cherry blossom, miya chinen
cw. dirty minded joe
pov. you get dared to switch clothes together
a/n. i could’ve done it with ships but as if
KINK/FLUFFTOBER
❤︎ it was miya who dared you and REKI to switch clothes. he knew reki likes you and wanted to make fun of him for getting flustered over this. reki would refuse to do it and miya would call him a pussy, so he’d finally end up accepting and switch clothes with you.
❤︎ it was reki who dared you and LANGA to switch clothes. he was simply out of dare ideas so just chose that. langa would refuse thinking that this would make you uncomfortable by the idea of doing this but once he sees you nodding in approval, he accepts the dare and switch clothes with you.
❤︎ it was cherry who dared you and JOE to switch clothes. he wanted to see if joe had the balls to wear clothes that are obviously too small for him (look at this guy and try to tell me he easily finds clothes to buy) but he gladly accepted. the biggest reason he did that was that he knew your chest was gonna be shown.
❤︎ it was joe dared you and CHERRY to switch clothes. man thought cherry would be disgusted by the idea of doing this but he ended up accepting it. cherry found you very attractive in his clothes btw ;)
❤︎ it was once again reki who dared you and MIYA to switch clothes. man wanted to see miya’s flustered face. plus, he knew miya would refuse to let anyone touch his cat ear hoodie. it took a lot to convince him to let you wear it.
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Hi Ducky!! May I make a large order of ice coffee with extraaa ice! Any toppings of your choice, I'm not picky! The names on that order are Miya and Cherry Blossom! Thank you!
Congratulations on 1000 followers by the way!! Hope your event goes well!!!
What a perfect time to write this request 🥰
Lmao this was supposed to come out like a week ago, but i get sleeby at night
Happiest of belated birthdays to my sweet boy.
Miya is my son and this entire website will be aware of it. I will be known as his mother.
Wow damn fuck I really do be kinning Miya hardcore rn
CW BELOW THE CUT: mentions of parental verbal abuse
♫ -ᥕᥲі𝗍ᥱr, ᥕᥲі𝗍ᥱr, ⍴ᥱrᥴ᥆ᥣᥲ𝗍᥆r- ☕️
It wasn’t like it was such a big request… Don’t get him wrong, he’s thankful for his life, but Miya was certain that his birthday was supposed to be a happy day.
So why wasn’t this day ever a good one?
His fourteenth birthday… Miya couldn’t believe that he had gotten this far, honestly. Even through all of the shit that his mom and dad made him go through… they still loved him… right?
Well, he didn’t have time to find out now. Blocking out the yelled, belittling messages, Miya grabbed his skateboard, and out the door he went. 
The boy hastily blinked away the threatening tears in his eyes. If his mom never saw him cry, she would never ever win.
Was this normal?
Surely this couldn’t be normal. What little boy was yelled at every single year, without fail, on his most special day?
Raindrops began to patter down onto the sidewalk below his feet- well, wheels. The pitch-black darkness of the sky didn’t help his vision either, but the boy picked up speed and went to find the two that he trusted the most.
He took out his phone, somehow managing to push the buttons in the worsening rain, and shooting a text to his groupchat with Joe and Cherry in it.
As he covers more and more ground, he’s filled with dismay when he doesn’t receive a text back. Oh well, at this point he’s just going to show up. The pattering raindrops against his skin are torture. He’s freezing, barely able to see a thing.
The boy reaches Sia La Luce and shakes the rain out of his hair. He opens the door with shaking hands, ignoring the shivers wracking through his body.
Two pairs of eyes are immediately glued onto him. He felt like he was on a talent TV show, only being able to murmur a strained “Help please… I’m really cold.”
Kaoru was at his side almost instantly, kneeling at Miya’s level, and draping Kojiro’s hastily removed jacket around the boy’s shoulders. The pink-haired man’s face was laced with pure concern as he brushed away the locks of wet hair stuck to Miya’s forehead.
Joe retreated to the kitchen, likely to grab something. Meanwhile, Cherry was carefully asking Miya open-ended questions, hoping to keep the boy from distress.
“Are you alright, child?”
The brunette nodded, pulling the jacket closer to him. He knew what was coming next, he just wasn’t sure how to answer.
“Do you think you can tell me what happened?” The man’s voice was uncharacteristically tender and soft. A gentle hand was laid on the boy’s back.
“Nothing major, really.” Miya murmured, looking up to notice Joe emerging from the kitchen. “I’m just glad I’m here…”
“Hey Miya, come here.” The green-haired man had a smile on his face.
The boy’s head barely reached over the top of the counter, so he turned to Joe with outstretched arms. Kojiro picked him up effortlessly, revealing the surprise on the counter.
There was a cake on the counter, a collaboration. Baking done by Kojiro, the loopy writing and frosting cats courtesy of Kaoru.
“Do you like i- Miya?”
Both men turned their attention to the brunette who had tears rolling down his cheeks. Their gazes turned sympathetic once more.
“How did you know today was my birthday?”
“How could we forget?” Kaoru asked with a smile, striding over to his companion’s side and placing a hand on Miya’s back.
The lamenting boy turned to Cherry, leaving Joe’s arms and latching onto him in one fell swoop. The pink-haired man hugged him in return, holding the child close to him and running his hand along his head.
“Thank you…” Miya whimpered, “for being my real parents.”
Kojiro joined in the hug, leaving the restaurant silent, save for the lamentations of the boy who had finally found what love feels like.
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