Hiii!!! Request for Yuta, where reader knows Yuta has a crush on them, and gives them time to confess but ends up getting fed up with how shy he is, and just blurts out how much they like him, in the most random setting. luv ur writing btw (:
surprise confession | yuta x reader
word count | 1k+
note | IM GLAD YOU LIKE MY WRITING!! also sorry this took so long anon!! i got stuck on what random scenario to use, originally i was going to have the reader confess on a roller coaster but somehow it changed. if anyone wants me to write a roller coaster version lmk 👍 (also sorry if he’s a ooc im having a huge writers block moment 😣)
You thought yourself to be a patient person, truly, but Yuta’s hesitance was beginning to drive you insane.
At first his shy behavior was cute. The shared glances, the way his cheeks would turn a cute shade of red whenever you complimented him, the way he’d stumble over his words when trying to compliment you back; you couldn’t get enough of it. Any day now he would pull you aside and pour his heart out to you.
But quickly a day turned into a couple of days, which turned into weeks, which then turned into months.
And quickly your patience ran out.
You began to think your feelings were once sided. Maybe you had just imagined everything. Maybe you had projected your own feelings onto him which caused you to misinterpret every gesture, word, and action. Had you simply over analyzed every encounter, searching for any hidden meanings behind his every action?
Doubt began to cloud your mind. You began to withdraw yourself from him, hoping that your limited actions would help your feelings disappear.
It wasn’t until while roaming the halls late at night you heard Yuta having a secret conversation with Panda that you confirmed it.
“Just tell them already!” Panda’s hushed voice was immediately silenced by another.
“I can’t!” That had to be Yuta.
“What do you mean you can’t? You like them, just ask them out!”
The two bickering voices began to grow distant when they started walking away from you. You stood leaning against the wall, a giant smile making its way onto your face.
With your heart nearly jumping out of your chest you happily walked back to your room.
Despite the conversation you heard between the two, nothing changed.
In fact, it seemed as though Yuta’s shyness increased, making it harder for you to even talk to him at all. You’ve thought about making the first move and asking him out first, but every time you try and bring up casually hanging out together, alone, he stutters out an excuse to talk to you later and nearly runs out the room.
At this point, you’re not even sure what to think. Instead of trying to come up with possible ideas as to why Yuta wouldn’t say anything, you've come to accept the fact he likely isn’t looking to be in a relationship. Which, given the whole Rika situation, makes sense. So instead, in an attempt to try and move on again, you went back to avoiding him.
“(Y/n), Yuta!” Maki called out, catching both you and Yuta’s attention. She began walking towards the both of you and gestured to the field behind her. “Both of you, on the field now. It's your turn to spar.”
But it seemed the universe had different plans for the both of you.
Before you even had a chance to protest, Maki and Panda walked past the two of you. “When I get back we’ll switch, until then keep sparring.” Maki stated, seemingly knowing you didn’t agree with the pairing.
You watched as they walked away, feeling Yuta’s eyes on you. Without saying a word, you stand up and grab your weapon and begin walking over to the field. As much as you didn’t want to be paired up with him, there's no use in arguing about it. You wanted to avoid any unnecessary drama that would come from asking to spar with someone else.
Once the two of you stood across each other you initiated the first move, charging at him with a force you normally wouldn’t use.
Yuta definitely noticed, stumbling a couple of times trying to keep up with your pace. “Hey, did I do something wrong?” Yuta asked, grunting as he tried to hold back the force of your wooden spear with his own.
“No, what makes you say that?” You respond, backing away to prepare another attack.
“It’s just that you’ve been avoiding me—” Yuta stumbles back when you suddenly attack, struggling to keep up with your pace. “What did I do to make you so upset?!”
Hearing those words made something snap in you. “That’s just it! You’ve done nothing!!” You yelled.
Yuta stumbled back, landing on his back while looking at you with wide eyes at your sudden outburst.
“I’ve waited and waited for you to say anything. I heard you and Panda talking in the hallway the other night, I know you like me, but it sucks just waiting around for something to happen! I’m upset because I like you too! A lot actually!!”
Yuta’s jaw slightly drops, watching as your eyes begin to water.
You quickly turn away from him and wipe your eyes. You didn’t expect to let it all out at that moment, but just hearing what he said combined with that confused look on his face made you angry. You felt as if you were the only one suffering in this situation.
The realization of what you said began to kick in and you felt your ears burn with embarrassment. Did you seriously just blurt out how much you liked him in the middle of sparring? You were definitely going to remember this moment years into the future when you’re trying to go to sleep.
Standing up, Yuta hesitantly approached you, afraid any subtle movement from him would make you run away. He clears his throat, catching your attention. You hesitantly look back at him, feeling even more embarrassed when you see Yuta’s worried expression.
“I’m sorry for not saying anything sooner, honestly, I had no idea how to approach you about it and I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable with how I felt..”
You shake your head. “No, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to take my anger out on you and put you on the spot like that. Just, ignore what I said—”
“No!!”
His sudden yell startled you. Seeing the look on your face Yuta retracts his hand, you kinda wish he didn’t move his hand away. “I don’t want to ignore what you said. Um, how about after we finish practicing we.. go out to eat? Would that be okay?” He hesitantly asked.
You took a moment to respond, taking in how his eyes shifted from you to the ground, his cheeks slowly becoming more red by the minute. Struggling to hold back a smile you nod.
“Yea, I’d like that.”
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🏥🚑tease tidbit Tuesday 🚑🏥
Tagged by @bidisasterbuckdiaz @wikiangela thank you besties
Im back to doing tag games just cause I wanna tease this fic hopefully coming to an ao3 near you tomorrow 🖤
“Hey baby,” Buck said, climbing into the ambulance. Eddie turned around, his hands full of gauze, a big smile on his face, “God, you’re a sight for sore eyes.”
“Come here,” Eddie said softly and let the boxes in his hands fall into the stretcher, his hand reaching out to grab Buck’s scrubs and pull him into him.
Their lips joined in a slow unrushed kiss, taking their time to taste each other like they hadn’t had a chance to do in two weeks. Buck sighed into the kiss, opening up his mouth so Eddie could deepen the kiss.
There wasn’t much room in the back of the ambulance for them to really go anywhere, but Eddie wrapped his arms around Buck’s waist and without breaking their kiss, he pushed Buck towards the bench and ,ade him seat down, immediately straddling his lap as he settled himself on top of Buck.
“God, I’ve missed you,” Eddie said and dived down for another kiss.
The 118 had an ongoing joke about how codependent Buck and Eddie were, how when they weren’t on shift they would do everything together - chores, shopping, - Buck and Eddie always shrugged and said they just preferred being together and there was nothing wrong with that. It wasn’t very often that they had opposite shifts for such a long time, and Buck would be the first to admit that he was starting to go into withdrawals from not seeing his husband.
“Let’s quit our jobs, I hate working opposite shifts,” Buck said as he wrapped his arms tight around Eddie’s waist, keeping him pressed to him. Eddie laughed and kissed him again.
“We have a kid, and a mortgage, you know.”
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poly relationship with kylar and corrupt sydney. just imagine
THANK YOU FOR GRACING ME WITH THIS GORGEOUS THOUGHT!@!!!!! (m! kylar and m! sydney below!!) (gen! reader)
oh my gawsh. guys im actually really embarrassed to admit this but i've never done the christmas play event!>!?!?! (like, i still know the gist of it through screenshots and i know that they're FIGHTING constantly... and KISSING???!?!? i LOVE.)
- being smushed in the midst of a sydney-kylar sandwich is... messy. to say the least. on one slice of bread; you have a gorgeous, loving boyfriend that you've corrupted and turned into an absolute SEX FIEND - and on the other slice; you have ANOTHER gorgeous, loving boyfriend with a jealous streak who would do anything for you. including getting into a poly relationship with his ex-bestfriend...
- i think the polycule will be fairly awkward for the first few weeks... sydney will be teasing kylar and flirting with him while kylar is DISGUSTED because the only reason he did this was for you and not this whore—
- but then sydney would start being sweet to kylar like how he's sweet with you... and kylar will still be grovelling and getting all huffy... but (and he would NEVER utter this to anyone maybe you) sydney isn't that bad...
- then it slowly develops into kylar having a shared obession for the both of you and corrupt sydney downright ENCOURAGING IT (you can imagine how feral the sex is)
- being between your two boyfriends in the cafeteria is definitely chaotic. you're getting your face wiped at by sydney while kylar pets your hair - you're so overwhelmed from all the touching but it feels so good.
guys ill elaborate further on the cute stuff but. BUT IMAGINE YANDERE CORRUPT SYDNEY AND HYSTERICAL KYLAR COMING TOGETHER TO STEAL YOU AWAY???? (yandere behaviour, alluded kidnapping, gen! reader)
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It's too much - juggling two possessive boyfriends who never leave you alone - you don't have any breathing room, and not even the private sanctity of your bedroom is left untainted.
So you ran.
You don't go to school anymore.
You don't even look at Danube street because the risk factor is simply way too high.
But you knew - even if you willed it away with clasped hands crouching at the foot of your bed - that your cowardice would inevitably catch up to you.
"You've been ignoring us,"
Your bedroom door is quickly slammed behind you by a much taller, forboding figure. His closed fist rests heavy against the door frame, long dark hair spilling over his shoulders. You're tugged forward into the figure's chest, and you can feel them shakily inhale your scent - like they've been having withdrawals from your absence. Sydney.
"Why— Why are you in my room—"
Sydney laughs breathily, his hand falling from the door to cup the plush flesh of your cheek. His thumb rubs just underneath your eye, cooing as you flinch at each calculated movement.
"I got some help..."
Sydney trails off, and you gasp as another set of much smaller hands place themselves on your waist. You feel the familiar texture of scratchy, split end hairs against the crux of your neck and shoulder. The hands eagerly squeeze at your clothed flesh, unintelligible murmurings following each excited touch. You know these hands. Kylar.
Kylar whines, pressing kisses that contain more tongue than lip against the sensitive skin of your neck.
"Y-You ignored us— Left us alone for weeks!"
Their shared grasp on you tightens uncomfortably as you struggle.
"G-Get out— I— I didn't invite either of you here—"
"Oh, we weren't asking for an invitation, dearest."
Sydney smiles down at you, all malice and sadistic cruelty.
"You should know what happens to bad spouses..."
One of Kylar's hands fall from your waist, fumbling around inside of his pocket until he sighs against you.
"Y-You won't ignore either of u-us again."
The tell-tale prick of a tranquilliser dart numbs any fear that you could have felt from the hushed words that slip from Kylar's lips.
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