#izumi x reader

[bunny-eats-fox]

chaos

- miyamura izumi

warnings: mostly fluff ; physical violence mentioned (hori against miyamura in the past, like a slap to the face and hitting him) ; comfort wc: 1074 an: now... i get it, slapping ppl as a comedic relief is v anime-esque and shouldn't be taken too srsly and all, BUT... her hitting him, biting him and slapping him constantly is just... blergh. i dont find it funny nor cute n bc of that, here are my two cents how it could "affect" him bc i am a writer and i interpret way too much into everything especially regarding my favs... have fun!

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Your day had been a catastrophe.

Your toxic boss yelled at you in front of everyone for a mistake that he did but blamed you for. Your heel broke off on the way home which made you stumble and drop the phone you always held in your hand, onto the concrete. This incident in turn, made you late for your commute home and the bus drove off the moment you rushed around the corner. And, if all of that didn’t already had you clenching your teeth and clutching your purse tight to your chest to not burst into tears, a crow then decided to relieve itself onto your shoulder, staining your brand-new blazer.

Safe to say, when you came home, Miyamura’s “Welcome back.” immediately got stuck in his throat when he saw you: Exhausted and on the verge of tears.

“How about you take a nice, long and hot shower and then we eat on the sofa tonight, hm?” That was all he said and you, sniffling, just nodded and limped away to your bathroom to clean the poop off of your blazer and wash away that horrible day.

You were thankful and content when you managed to just snuggle up against your boyfriend and enjoy the meal that he cooked. It was a quiet dinner while you watched TV and when you were done, you left the dishes on the living room table and just cuddled and enjoyed his company.

But then…

It was a minor accident.

So small, in fact, that it was wasted energy to even think twice about it.

Yet, that small thing finally set you off.

Izumi reached out to grab his glass, but, as he looked at the TV, he somehow managed to knock it over. All of it spilled over the table and your legs.

Was it hot and burned you? No.

Was it something sticky and gross? Also no.

Yet, that one, additional tiny inconvenience broke the camel’s back and you started bawling the moment the mere water dripped down your legs.

Once you started crying, you also started yelling at him for not being careful, for being so clumsy and how horrible your day was. Meanwhile, Izumi, who had already apologized and patted your legs dry with some paper towels, just let you vent.

Now. You were someone who had always talked with your hands. You gestured with your hands greatly no matter what you talked about and with what kind of emotion. Izumi knew that. Though, you had only dated for a few mere months at that point and he hadn’t heard you yelling and crying like that before. It did remind him of someone and he thought he knew what to expect.

Hence, when you finally turned to face him and you raised your hands for another big gesture, you were taken aback for a second and even stopped mid-sentence. Miyamura, who had flinched and visibly moved his head sideways with his eyes closed, looked like he awaited a punch or something. His reaction felt like someone had punched you though. Did he really think you would… hurt him like that?

Immediately, you started to consciously control your breathing to calm down again. This was no time to get so angry over something so small. Especially because to you, his reaction was concerning.

“I-I’m sorry. I totally overreacted.”, your voice shook still, “I had such… a horrible day today and… then this happened and… and I’m so sorry for blowing up like that because of… some stupid water. I’m sorry, Izumi.”, your voice broke at the end and you only whispered the last words as another unwanted sob escaped your lips, yet you still took deep breaths to calm down.

“No, it’s okay, please, don’t apologize. It was my fault I spilled water all over you. You can still hit me if you want.”, he immediately said and hugged you tightly afterwards.

“What?! No!”, you cried and pushed him away just enough to look at him, “Why would I do that? I would never. I do gesture a lot with my hands, so I’m sorry if it looked like it, but I could never. I love you, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Oh…Right.” Izumi looked truly baffled by that for a few moments. As if you had just told him you found the 8th wonder of the world.

“I’m sorry, (Y/n) I think… I’ve just gotten used to it.”, he laughed uncomfortably as he didn’t really know how to properly react now.

You just wondered what the hell his past girlfriend did to make him get used to getting hit in the face…

“Geez… don’t get used to that. That’s not okay.”, you whined and then jumped into his arms again, burying your face into the crook of his neck while you hugged him tight.

Miyamura didn’t know how to properly answer that, so all he did was hum in approval and squeeze you tightly. He, himself, didn’t even think that the hitting thing his past girlfriend used to do would even affect him. However, when he saw your big hand gestures, a sense of familiarity shot through his body and he physically got ready for another slap to the face… Hence, when you apologized and told him you would never do that, he was so surprised and speechless, since he was used to being blamed and apologizing for everything.

When you let go of each other, your tears had finally dried and you could smile a little again.

“Thank you and I’m sorry. You cooked for me and everything and I yelled at you like that over something so stupid. Can you forgive me?”

“Of course. I know you had an atrocious day, so that was just the last thing that pushed you over the edge. Don’t even think about it anymore.”, he reassured you and gently, but also teasingly, pinched your cheeks.

“Mn. Thank you. I love you.”, you leaned in to peck his lips.

Izumi quickly reacted and didn’t just let you escape like that, instead, he followed your movement to kiss you properly after he returned those sweet words, thus making you both fall back onto the sofa. Certainly, at that point and after all the things that had happened today, all you both needed were a tight embrace and some kisses and cuddles. And you, as well as your boyfriend, very happily provide those for each other.

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all characters canonically under 18 are always aged up ; english is not my native language so i apologize for any mistakes ;

#miyamura izumi #horimiya x reader #izumi x reader #miyamura x reader #female reader

[kohakun]

title » texting them that you want to break up (prank)

pairing » knights x gn!reader

requested? yes

genre » fluff, crack, a tiny bit of angst in tsukasa's part

a/n » posting this a little late but i've reread these over and over i think i'd go insane if i proofread this one more time, so i hope you enjoy them, anon !!

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[yup-thats-me]

setting him up • m. Izumi

pairing : college au! Izumi Miyamura x best friend!reader

summary : maybe it was a dumb idea to set her best friend with the popular girl in their college

a/n : might be a bit rusty. No hate on Hori tho.

reblog and feedback are appreciated!

As Y/n began to pack her bag, ready to leave the hall, a pair of hands landed on her table stopping her. It was her.

“Y/n, you remember, right?” The girl asked to which Y/n nodded with a faint smile.  How could she not? It was as if a burning knife was cutting right through her chest. “Well then! See you at 4!” the girl waved back.

×××

“Y/n! At least tell me where we’re going!” Came the giggling voice of Y/n’s best friend, Miyamura Izumi. In response, Y/n just smiled leading the two in front of a café.

Surprised, Izumi gave a confused look at Y/n. It was the same café the two usually hung out at, so why make this an ordeal was what Izumi thought but kept from saying anything. Y/n always has a reason, he trusts her. She could lead him to a different country altogether and still, Izumi wouldn’t say anything. He trusts her that well.

Entering the café, Izumi wasshocked to see Y/n leading them to an already occupied table where sat the topper of their department, the girl all the guys fawned over, the princess of the college, Hori Kyouko.

She got up from her chair, greeting the two friends. “Hello, Izumi”, she smiled, “Oh, and Y/n too.”

Y/n greeted back but Izumi kept quiet. It wasn’t that he hated Hori or anything, but for some reason, she seemed too sweet. Maybe it was all his imagination. So with a nod, they all took their seats.

A waiter had taken their order for the evening and the three still sat, with almost no conversation. The awkward silence was broken by Y/n who cleared her throat and started. “Miyamura, let's get to the point, I don’t want to beat around the bush. Hori has something to tell you.”

Izumi quirked an eyebrow at Hori in anticipation. Hori seemed to blush at the revelation, sitting more potently in the wooden chair more poisely. “Uh…Miyamura-kun, I think I like you. I was so scared to tell you this more privately that’s why I asked Y/n to help, as you two are close. Maybe we can be…?” Hori didn’t continue further hoping Izumi would catch on.

What was to her horror when Izumi with an irritated look on his face got up from his seat. “Sorry. I don’t think we can be a thing. I already have someone.” As soon as the words left his mouth, he stormed out the café door.

Y/n too left her seat and bowed apologetically to Hori. “I’m so sorry, Hori! I didn’t know he had a lover.” In a hurry, she ran after Izumi who was about to cross the road.

“Izumi! What are you doing?” She screamed at her best friend making him stop in his tracks and turn around.

“What am I doing, Y/n? That was such a pathetic plan of setting me up!” Izumi was angry too. Y/n walked up to him, slapping him right across his face.

“Pathetic, huh, Izumi? I was trying to set you up for life, man! If you hadn’t acted like such an idiot, you would have had the college princess all to yourself. She’s so in love with you Izumi. You could’ve called her your person—” Izumi cut her off, pulling her by the waist and kissing her silent.

Y/n was too shocked to respond and instead, melted right in his hold. Pulling away, Izumi held her face, his eyes glossed over. “Y/n are you too dumb to tell who is in love with whom? Can you not tell I’m dying for your love? Why should I call her my person, when I have you right here?” the tears now falling freely without restrain.

The girl in his hold mirrored his action, her tears falling into his palm. “Why, Izumi, why? I'm not deserving of your love! I had hoped that if I buried my feelings, maybe it would be easier for the two of us, and you just had to go on saying something stupid like ‘I love you’?”

Izumi kissed the top of her head, pulling her into his chest, “No, Y/n it's not stupid. It is true. I’m in love with you. So much so that I can’t even look at anyone else to think of as my beloved. You’re the only one in this world for me. Both as my best friend and my soulmate…”

Izumi held her face and kissed her gently this time, savoring the moment. “Let us try, okay, Y/n?” he spoke gently caressing her face. “Maybe we can be together. We won't know if we don’t try. And the worst that can happen is we won't work out, which I highly doubt, we could still be friends yeah?” He leaned down whispering in her ear, “You can slap me as many times as you want if we do work out.”

Y/n smiled, punching his chest playfully. This was not how she had hoped the day would end but she was still grateful that this was indeed the way the day ended. They could talk with Hori later. The world was now in her hand and she didn’t intend to lose her hold on it.

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[akaademy]

izumi sena x fem!reader. happy bday. 💙

synopsis: despite it being years since his graduation, izumi couldn’t stop thinking about you. even as he was getting ready for his marriage.

18+, angst, canon divergence, no use of y/n, arranged marriage, cheating (technically), reader is 25, izumi 27.

9,572 words.

Izumi has long abandoned the idea of love.

It’s not like he doesn’t believe in it, he simply understands it’s not something he will ever get to experience.

As instilled from his parents, he knew relationships were never about love, but about who can provide a stable and reliable partnership. What could be more important than that?

Those childish crushes he got during his teenage years never bloomed into anything more, because as soon as his parents picked up a girl for him to date, he had already forgotten about them. There was someone, though, he couldn’t exactly get out of his mind even years after his graduation. You.

Izumi got to know you in his third year at Yumenosaki. When he first saw you, you were meekly clinging to Anzu like a leech. And it was always like that for every time he encountered the girl— you always hid behind her shadow, never daring to look into his eyes, or anyone’s— to be honest.

The first time he decided to bring you up, he did it right in front of you with such directness that made you feel like you were doing something wrong by being so closed off. He pointed a finger at you, raising his eyebrow as his voice laced with accusation.

”And who is that?”

The brunette producer just brushed him off with a nervous laugh, telling him to not worry about it. So for a while, Izumi ignored you, thinking you were just her friend and no one important. But it was hard to not stare at you as you hid behind her back like a shy child with their mother.

So of her own accord Anzu decided to tell him about you, simply because ‘he seemed curious’, which made him retort that no— he really wasn’t. But she still rambled, and that’s when she revealed to him you were from the produce course like her.

Izumi was a bit skeptical. You looked so shy, anxious and clumsy. He wondered how someone like you could even manage an idol group properly, assisting them, looking after their activities and taking care of their needs. He thought someone like you would just be a normal student in the regular course. You clearly weren’t made for working with people.

But his idea of you changed when one day he found you alone in the school’s quiet library, the only noise being your pencil scratching faintly on crisp paper— your head resting on your hand as you wrote.

He hesitated before approaching you— his steps echoing in the library. He got your attention by remarking sarcastically how this wasn’t the producer course’s library, and that you weren’t supposed to be there. Your eyes widened as you quickly took your gatherings while a little apology left your lips, but he cut you off you with a wave of his hand and an annoyed sigh, telling you that you won’t get in trouble but that you should just be a little more careful.

That encounter helped him to get to know you a little better, though. You told him you dreamt of being a writer, and that you and Anzu were inseparable best friends that used to go to the same school— she was your only friend back then. That was why you followed her to Yumenosaki with no idea of how to manage idols, going against your parents’ wishes of attending a more prestigious academy that would prepare you properly for med school.

You were inexperienced but attentive despite being an airhead. You clearly tried to prove yourself by working hard and not causing any problems to anyone, being docile and never talking unless someone else initiated the conversation. He also caught you tutoring a few of your underclasses, meaning you were intelligent and very reliable.

Izumi, despite his initial judgment, found himself silently captivated by your inner strength— he’d never admit that to you though. But forcing yourself out of your comfort zone just so you could stay by the side of the person you loved the most was pretty heartwarming. Still, in his typical straightforward style, he warned you to do a good job, because Yumenosaki didn’t allow layabouts.

Since then, you two got closer, and you were overjoyed when he finally considered you his friend, after your numerous pouty faces and incessant begging. Sure, he could be a little strict, but it didn’t take much for you to get used to his personality and to the way his expression would always betray his words. He thought someone as sensitive as you wouldn’t work well with someone as stoic and blunt as him— yet you did.

You’d attend his concerts, surprise him at fan meetings, or even cheer on him when you were allowed backstage, and when you were comfortable enough, you’d show him your writing. He would praise you with some half-assed compliments, but you always saw how his eyes sparkled in admiration when they glanced over your stories in contradiction to his words. When you worked late he’d accompany you to your bus stop, ignoring your protests, holding the small of your back to make you feel more at ease in the crowded streets.

Izumi didn’t know if he loved you yet at that time, all he knew was that you were his safe place— if he really had to put his feelings towards you into words. He felt pulled by you, because you were quiet, talented, understanding, kind and always putting up with his tsundere, unbearable attitude. Your presence was a breath of fresh air after all the crap he had to put up with everyday.

But sometimes he wished he wasn’t so harsh with you, because you never deserved it.

No matter how much he loved it, he felt scared by your affectionate and nurturing personality. He didn’t want to get too attached to you, because he knew he was going to lose you soon, so he couldn’t help but push you away.

And with that, he also never knew how to thank you properly— how to show you how much he appreciated you for tolerating him. He didn’t know where to find his courage. It didn’t matter how often his actions spoke louder than words, he just wanted… to get over his stubbornness and tell you with his own words, be finally honest for once, so that he could see your face light up with a beaming smile, something he rarely got to see because you were ashamed of it.

Not even on the day of his graduation could he be honest with you, because he knew that if he did he would be spilling all of his feelings for you. And he couldn’t risk it. Not even as you hugged him with tears pricking your eyes, devastated from his parting, could he tell you everything.

You were unattainable, just a childish crush, he thought. His destiny was set since he was born, there was already someone arranged for him and he couldn’t allow himself to fall in love with you, so in a way, he was grateful for his graduation. As long as he didn’t see you… he’d be fine. Or so he thought.

He graduated, leaving Yumenosaki to pursue what his parents wanted him to do most. You two barely kept contact as you were still in school, and one year later after your graduation, you left the big city to attend college without saying anything. Izumi couldn’t blame you for your lack of notice— he’d always dismiss you and act pretty much like an asshole unprovokedly just to selfishly protect his heart.

He’d always push you away or scold you every time you called him, saying how he doesn’t have time for you because he was just so busy. He always picked up how disappointed and sad you sounded when he estranged you, and his heart would always swell in agony.

He was certain you’d see through this tougher exterior too, like you always did. Even if he was pushing you away, there was a part of him that wished for you to not give up on him. So when he got the news you left, he was rendered staggered. He felt regret washing over him so strongly that he freezed in his place. Since then, he never heard from you ever again.

Anzu told him you were going to study to become a nurse, and Izumi grimaced— he immediately knew you didn’t leave of your own accord. It was your parents, forcing you on a path you weren’t supposed to walk on. Your dream was to become a writer, you told him that.

He couldn’t help but ponder about how your situation was so similar to his.

Even years later, at the age of twenty seven, as he was getting ready for his loveless marriage, he couldn’t get you out of his head. Everything went so fast, the arrangement, the change of scenery, the co-living with who was basically a stranger to him despite being engaged for five years— his fianceé. All of it made him feel out of touch with reality, as if he was just on autopilot, letting his body do everything so that he wouldn’t end up emotionally numb from it.

He was back to Tokyo that day, back to his parents’, celebrating his upcoming wedding by taking his other fellow Knights suit shopping— how fun, he thought sarcastically.

That’s when he spotted you as he spaced out, a behavior his companions pointed out worriedly. But his eyes and mind were fixed on you, setting something up in the backyard of your house, and his heart sank. He stopped in his tracks to look at you: your hair was a bit longer, but your face remained the same as the last time he saw you. Nine years. And he could still recognise every detail on your visage— the natural pout of your lips, your unique nose shape… you were still you, and he found it strangely comforting yet cruel, like a warm hug he didn’t deserve.

Cruel, seeing you in front of him like this, while he was getting ready for a marriage he didn’t agree on. Cruel, because you seemed to have moved on so perfectly compared to him. Did you resent him for how he acted in the past? Was he never important to you? Why aren’t you miserable like him?

And so, Izumi couldn’t find the courage to walk up to you. How could he even explain it to his members, anyway? He brought them here to get ready for his wedding, not to let them assist to some sappy high school reunion and eventually get teased about it.

That evening though, as he rested in his childhood bed, he couldn’t get you out of his head. Your now mature form was engraved into his mind, and he kept wondering what was your life like— if you still wrote, if you came back to Tokyo because you dropped out of college to finally follow your dreams, if you had a lover… If he already couldn’t stop thinking about you in these past years, imagine now that you were literally under his eyes, just a few blocks away.

And so, after exhaling a deep sigh and running his hand on his face exasperatedly, he grasped his keys and left quietly, climbing onto his motorbike to drive to what he assumed was your place, a variety of anxious thoughts but also anticipation swirling inside of him.

When he parked out of your house, a deep, shaky sigh left his lips before he walked up to your front door, pushing his finger on the doorbell. When you opened it, his heart swelled up. You were beautiful up close like this, your eyes wide and lips parted in surprise.

“…Sena-senpai?” a breathy whisper— you were utterly incredulous. He almost wanted to laugh at your astonishment.

“…Hi.” he pursed his lips, murmuring your name softly, as if to remember how it sounded. “It’s been a while, huh?”

You nodded slowly, maintaining eye contact. Seeing your old high school friend who treated you like a stranger out of nowhere now standing on your porch must have felt like a joke to you.

He could see from your reaction that you didn’t expect him to remember you—and you, despite seeing his face on the big screen pretty often, couldn’t believe how beautiful he was in real life, more beautiful than you could remember. You couldn’t take your eyes off him, and he noticed it since you weren’t really subtle. He smirked, but didn’t want to ruin the moment by teasing you about it.

“I…” he started. “I just happened to be in the city today, and I saw you in your backyard earlier, over the fence. I didn’t have any time to say hello, so here I am.” he said nonchalantly, trying to cover up the real reason why he’s ringing at your doorbell at ten in the evening.

You nodded again, feeling so overwhelmed by his sudden appearance that you didn’t know how to act. “I… I see. Would you like to come in, senpai?”

Izumi’s eyes lit up, and he agreed. “…Sure, why not.” You invited him inside, meaning you didn’t hate him, and he smiled to himself as he felt relieved.

As you let him in, he immediately looked around the house, not expecting you to live in such a big place, supposedly, alone.

“Heh, your home is pretty well kept, it suits you.” he commented, trying to ease the tension. You shook your head. “This is my parents’. They are on vacation for a week, so I’m house sitting.”

He hums in acknowledgment, murmuring a little ‘That’s nice of you.’ He sat on the couch next to you and as he did, he noticed a leathered journal and pens sprawled on the coffee table in front of him— his eyes widened.

“…You still write?” He felt so happy and proud at that moment. You nodded with a shy little smile. “Yeah.”

Izumi mirrored your smile, crossing his arms. “Good. That’s great.” A bit of time passed before you spoke again.

“Um… senpai.” you fiddled with your pen, your heart thumping. “I know It’s a bit out of nowhere but… I heard you’re getting married.”

His heart dropped. Shit. Perfect. Of course, how could you not know when he’s constantly surrounded by paparazzi and weird fans stalking his every move and posting about the littlest things of his life online? The marriage was supposed to become public anyway eventually, but what baffled him the most was how you decided to break the ice by immediately bringing that up, as if you were just itching ever since the rumors started to know all the details.

He swallowed nervously, refusing to look at you, opting to stare at the coffee table instead to count the creases of your notebook’s cover. Why was he nervous in the first place? Because he lied to you? Because you didn’t know it was an arranged marriage? Or because of the slight disappointment in your voice when you asked that? You didn’t seem happy, at all.

“Yes. I’m getting married in two weeks.” He cleared his throat. “That’s why I’m back in Tokyo. I have to take the other Knights suit shopping. For the wedding.”

You nodded. “And your girlfriend, fiancée… She didn’t come with you?”

Izumi shook his head. “Nah, that woman loves her alone time.” He spoke, finally looking at you. “She was kind of looking forward to me being gone for a whole weekend, actually.” He laughed, an unconcealable sadness present in it.

“Is she pretty?” you scooted a little closer to him, a firm tone now in your voice. Izumi tensed up, not expecting you to take it so seriously or ask such a random question.

“Yeah, I guess she is? There are other reasons to choose a partner besides how attractive you find them, you know?” He chuckled bemusedly— if only you knew.

Then, he continued monotonously. “She’s… a very independent person. She hardly needs me around at all, actually. Mostly just when we have some kind of event to go to. She’s great with people, my parents really like her.”

You lean back a little, looking at him as if you were offended. “Do you… love her?” you uttered under your breath, but Izumi caught it.

He raised an eyebrow, but didn’t falter, keeping up the act. Why did you sound as if you already knew something was wrong? “Of course I love her, she’s my fiancée!” He sighed.

You pouted, but quickly got back to your scrutinising expression. “You don’t sound like you love her.”

“Haah? Didn’t I literally just tell you a bunch of great stuff about her?” he sighed, exasperated. He almost regretted visiting you right now, it was becoming physically painful to talk about all of this, and your weird behavior and questions just made everything more difficult. He couldn’t help but think that you hid something as you inquired him about his fianceé. “What’s up with you?” he raised an eyebrow.

“…Senpai, you seem so different.” you murmured, looking down at your lap. Izumi paused to take a look at you— your tone of voice, your droopy eyes, your weird fiddling… he confirmed something was actually wrong with you, but he was getting more frustrated with the fact that you dared to say he changed based only on your impression of him to care about your weird behaviour now.

“Different? I am not different. I mean, nine years passed, I suppose I am not the same person I was in high school, yeah? Geez…” his voice got more annoyed, and he rested his head on the back of the couch, running a hand through his hair.

But now, he was also getting frustrated with himself, and at how he was currently speaking to you so condescendingly after already treating you like shit the last time he talked to you. He couldn’t really hide his resentment towards his stupid situation, so he ended up taking it out on you. So many emotions swirled inside of him and he couldn’t keep them at bay anymore, and while he looked at you— the person who always listened to him without any prejudice — his heart just kept begging to break free from the ice he built around it.

He wished he could just… cry, because he knew you’d be there to comfort him immediately. Scream he is so sorry for taking you for granted and that he wants to make it up to you and never leave you alone to hurt ever again.

He didn’t ask for this, to live as some kind of pawn for his parents. He just wanted to do what he loved, and be loved. Be free. That’s all.

He finally raised his head, checking up on you. Your head was still hanging down like a scolded child, your hair hiding your expression. Your hands balled up into shaky fists on your lap— he went too far. He pursed his lips, trying to come up quickly with something to distract you.

“But you… you didn’t change at all.” He said more softly, inching closer to your vulnerable form. Your head was also raised now as you felt him move, your breath hitching when you saw him so close to you.

“Quiet, shy, overly emotional, stubborn… but also intelligent, compassionate, helpful, hardworking and strong. That’s the princess I know.” he chuckled, reaching up to caress your cheek softly, your hair getting brushed behind your ear. He pulled away immediately, not giving you any chance to react, his voice getting more serious.

“…The wedding, my new house, my fianceé… you are right. None of that is really me.” he confessed, and your eyes widened at the sudden revelation. “I hate everything about that… well, I don’t particularly hate my fianceé but…” he laughed bitterly, trailing off.

Then, he took a deep breath, resuming his rant. “There’s no affection. No warmth. I can’t talk to her, or laugh with her, or anything like that. But that’s not what marriages are about, right? They’re more like… business partnerships.”

You bit your lip at this revelation, empathizing immediately with him.“That’s not true, senpai. Marriages are about being with the person who loves you for you for the rest of your life… it’s about, um… being with someone who will always support you, protect you, love you no matter what… and much more.”

He exhaled softly, wanting to laugh at your naivety. “That stuff is not real, you know? That’s just what they put in movies.”

You frowned. “Movies, okay. But you must have thought about it at least once… right? Even if it’s just fictional to you… you must have thought what it would be like if it were real.”

Izumi paused for a bit. Yeah, I must have imagined it sometimes, he thought to himself. He thought lots of times what it would feel like to be with someone who truly loves him, instead of having girls picked out for him that never tried to look behind his looks. And it felt unreal to him how you, his friend, treated him the way his girlfriends should have done.

“I mean… sure, I’ve thought about what something like that might be like, but the only person I’ve ever felt that comfortable around is…”

He trailed off again, and you urged him to continue with an eager nod. He narrowed his eyes and shook his head dismissively.

“…Nevermind. I should go, anyway. I have to take Leo-kun suit shopping tomorrow too because he couldn’t make up his goddamn mind in choosing one. Then my mom wants me to go with her to see her dress, and—“ suddenly, you took his hand in yours, making him pause.

Your gaze looked so serious and out of character on your innocent features— you glowed with a maturity that left him breathless. Your adolescent image he was supposedly in love with was still engraved in his mind, and even if the adult you was right in front of him and looked much more beautiful, he couldn’t replace it easily, which symbolised his long lasting longing.

“Senpai…” you squeezed his hand, your expression immediately changing to the warm, caring one he grew to love. Your eyes spoke so much to him, and he couldn’t help but get lost in them.

He pursed his lips which now felt so dry. “…You were the one I wanted to spend… like, literally all of my time with, you know that?” he murmured after a long while, squeezing your hand back. He felt so vulnerable right now, it wasn’t the first time he had been like this in front of you and yet, now, it felt so different. He couldn’t hold his words back anymore as this intimate atmosphere called for it.

“Then… why did you distance yourself from me?” you murmured back, the soft tone of your voices turning the whole situation in something more special. Izumi sighed.

“… because I had to,” he said bluntly. “My parents wanted to get me more involved in the idol scene, and also make me focus on other much more important things.”

You pressed him, not feeling satisfied from his response. “I understand. But I want you to tell me what you want, senpai.”

“What I want doesn’t matter,” he scoffs. “Don’t worry.”

“I worry. I want to know what you felt while your parents made you do all this stuff you had no say in.” she caressed your hand with her thumb, trying to soothe you.

Izumi frowned. “…Fine, I’ll tell you what I want, but I don’t see how this is productive.” he sighs. “I wanted to focus more on modeling. Pose for the camera every day, be praised, loved and acclaimed. As for my private life… I wanted one of those little houses on the outskirts. A couple of bedrooms, a nice backyard like yours. I wanted my kids to grow up there, not here in the big city. I wanted them to live peacefully… away from the media’s attention.”

His lip trembled, but he successfully held back his tears as he kept talking. “I wanted a spouse who loves me. A spouse who wants me around, who I can have fun with. I want… I want someone like…”

He trailed off once more, his voice falling into a soft whisper filled with hopelessness and longing for what he couldn’t have. That’s when he realised he was in love with you when only you could fit those in those blank spaces present in his ideal life. When getting married only sounded right if it were with you.

“…it doesn’t matter what I want. Not now. It’s too late.” he grumbled.

You looked at him with compassion, the same compassion you’d shown to him years ago when he revealed to you how lonely he felt all the time. While everyone seemed so angry at him, you treated him so kindly and not any different from the others. Your kindness, something he came to love yet didn’t understand at the same time. “…Late? Why?” you asked, tilting your head.

Izumi let go of your hand, feeling his resolve crumbling. For some reason, something in him snapped, and he couldn’t hold it in anymore. His voice got progressively louder as he protested. He never meant to sound so choleric— but he did.

“Because I am getting married in two weeks? Because I am only in Tokyo for the weekend? Because I committed myself to someone, because her parents paid a ton of money for this wedding and we have guests flying in from all over the place?!” he barked.

“It’s too fucking late. This is my life now!”

You flinched, body stiffening, not expecting him to get so upset and loud. You avoided eye contact, trying to hide your already watering eyes. You felt mortified, and now that you thought it over, you were really being an asshole, interrogating him like this and indirectly rubbing to his face how he’ll never have the life he wants.

Izumi immediately took notice of how you reacted to his shouting. He bit his lip, mentally slapping himself for hurting you. He was used to you always putting up with his bullshit, and in that moment he didn’t think about how you’d feel if he started raising his voice at you, as if all of this was your fault. Treating you just like the last time you two spoke to each other.

Your overly emotionality could be endearing, yet so annoying— but… he couldn’t stay mad at you for so long, especially not when you were crying.

He sighs. “… you know,” he glanced at the coffee table. “That late afternoon back in high school where I found you still writing in the library, ‘cause I knew you would be there, there was a moment where you asked me to give you my opinion on a bit of your story— I praised you for your phrasing, something you weren’t confident in since you struggled a lot with kanji, and when I looked back at you, you were smiling so widely— you were so happy. You showed me your happiest smile for the first time, and that’s when I saw it.”

He looked up back at you, his hand reaching to wipe a tear that managed to escape your eyes. “I saw that life with you, in that little house with our kids running around in the backyard, that same smile on your face as you stared at our kids being happy without a care in the world. And I… I wanted it so bad. I wanted you so bad that it scared me, so I pushed you away. Do you understand that?”

Your eyes widened and your heart ran frantically. You couldn’t seem to process his words properly as you looked at him with so much stupor. You were so sure he had no interest in you, so hearing him pour his feelings for you out of nowhere made you unable to react properly without looking like an idiot.

Izumi chuckled softly at your reaction. “I wasn’t supposed to want it, wasn’t supposed to want… you. But I did. Want you, that is.”

“And… I still do.” He whispered, his thumb brushing on your bottom lip, making your lips part, unable to hold back anymore.

You felt like an idiot when all you could mutter was another rhetorical question. But you were just so… incredulous. “Y-You do?”

He nodded while a smug smile painted his lips, his face getting closer to yours. “Yeah. Sitting here with you, on this couch, with your papers and journals sprawled on the table… It's like that evening all over again. You’re even more beautiful than I remember.”

And finally, you two met in the soft, intimate kiss that you both have been craving for years. You couldn’t help but gasp, closing your eyes as you tried to kiss back at the best of your abilities while your head spun like crazy.

Meanwhile, Izumi groaned immediately at the contact with your lips, cradling your face in his hands to tilt it and kiss you deeper. You were clearly inexperienced, it was obvious from the way your lips clumsily moved against his. It didn’t feel real how hard he was kissing you right now, trying to convey all his love into it.

Is this what kissing someone you loved felt like? Was it supposed to feel so overwhelming it made your chest hurt? Was it supposed to feel so right and liberating?

Izumi parted from your lips, pushing you flatly on the couch, refusing to not take advantage of this perfect moment. You yelped in surprise as he did, but he immediately latched his lips on yours again to stifle any sound leaving your mouth, swallowing every whimper or moan.

Your arms wrapped around his neck as he climbed on top of you, pulling him closer to you. As he felt you not pushing him away or resisting, he took it as a sign to go further. The kiss went from soft to desperate quickly, a sudden confidence washing over you both as you took in everything: his lips, his breath, his confession, his body over yours… it was real, he wanted this as much as you did, and if you weren’t so busy kissing him, you’d sob in happiness.

Izumi pulled away, leaving you both breathless. He panted, brushing your cheek with his thumb lovingly as he smiled at you fondly. He didn’t dare speak, and so didn’t you. The moment was just so perfect and precious it didn’t need any words.

His hand trailed down your neck, to your shoulder, caressing your smooth skin gently, wanting to delve deeper and have you properly, show you how much he loved you. Ironic, since he still couldn’t manage to utter those three words even in the most intimate moment he could have with you.

You took his hand as he spaced out, impatient, guiding it towards your bosom before placing it on your right breast. Izumi gasped at your bold movement. You were always so shy, meek, you never dared to make the first move, and yet here you were— eyes glazed over with desire as you guided his hand to one of your most sensitive places. Maybe you actually changed a bit, Izumi thought. Or maybe your levels of desperation were so high you stopped holding back.

He swallowed, squeezing your breast gently to experiment. In response you tilted your head to the side, eyes squeezed shut as you breathed out a soft whimper.

He kept squeezing it, gently, still testing the waters. He could feel from the lack of firmness that you weren’t wearing a bra, and his jaw hung at the realisation. Sure, you were home alone and it was bedtime— you could dress however you wanted. But this to him meant that your tits were literally just a layer away from his bare hands. He could even feel the slight poking of your hardening nipple as he groped you.

He shook his head, deciding to not waste any more time and get what he wanted. He was impatient and tired of holding back, and you were too, it was obvious from your deliberate touches and loud whines. He pulled up your shirt until it was tucked under your chin, exposing your tits to him. You yelped, suddenly feeling shy and vulnerable in contrast to your earlier desperation.

He stayed still to admire them for a bit— your pretty nipples were already hard and perked up, both from the cold air and arousal. He swallowed and blinked a few times before squeezing both of your breasts. You moaned a little louder than before, hiding your face in the pillow.

He called out your name, making you move your head towards him so you could properly pay attention to him. “It’s okay,” he murmured, grazing your right nipple with his thumb, earning him a little whimper. “You’re so beautiful.”

Your eyes were all glazed over with lust, love and anticipation. Izumi leaned down, kissing the valley of your breasts before trailing soft kisses towards your right breast again, until he reached your nipple, engulfing it with his warm mouth. You mewled, your hips buckling up as an automatic reaction.

“Ah— senpai…” you moaned, the feeling of his warm mouth sucking your nipple making you lose all thoughts. He groaned as he kept suckling on your breast while pinching the other, his only free hand now reaching down your stomach, his gentle touch tickling you, then to the hem of your trousers, tugging the band playfully.

He pulled away from your nipple, tugging your trousers again while looking into your eyes as if asking for permission. You nodded shyly and he didn’t waste any time in removing them.

He immediately moved his attention to your slightly damp panties. As he pinched your now moist bud, he started massaging your cunt through them, feeling how wetter the thin cloth got as he did. He chuckled to himself.

“God, you are so wet. So perfect. My perfect princess.” he uttered, leaning down to press a soft kiss to your clothed cunt.

You squealed, your hips buckling up again. You clenched around nothing as he kept praising you and making you feel good even through your underwear, suddenly getting reminded of how wrong all this actually is as you two went further. Izumi was getting married soon, you two couldn’t be doing this, and yet he seemed to move so confidently, without any care. You knew Izumi was one to always act with much self conviction, but you still had your doubts.

But he truly didn’t care. Didn’t care about his fianceé, his parents, his new life…he didn’t care if he was technically cheating, all he cared about was you now, his highschool love, and now you felt stupid; there was no use worrying about the morality of all this when even him, always so righteous, didn’t.

You needed a release, you needed him so much. Even if you were to regret this after you’ve finished, you didn’t care. You wanted to live in the moment with him right now.

“Senpai, p-please.” as he licked the mound of your pussy through your panties, you pathetically voiced your pleases, gripping onto the pillow behind you as if holding onto the last ounce of self-respect you had in you. “Please…”

Izumi wanted to tease you, to make you beg even harder for it, because he couldn’t get enough of your high pitched whimpers and pleading voice all for him. He wanted to relish on the power he had over you for a little more but… he discarded that idea as he looked at your drenched panties, teary eyes and pouty lips. Maybe next time, he told himself. But he knew there wouldn’t be a next time, this should never happen ever again, or be happening in the first place, anyway.

He cooed you. “I know. I know, princess. But first, I want you to call me by my name. I’ll make you feel good if you do.”

You nodded slowly, too embarrassed to say it, but you complied as your desperation overpowered your shame. “I… Izumi. Izumi, please… make me cum.”

He felt his erection pushing against his pants at your lewd words and suggestive voice calling his name. He had to look away for a bit to compose himself before leaning down to kiss your forehead gently, whispering a soft “Good girl.”

He finally pulled your panties to the side, exposing your bare glistening pussy, feeling its heat. He shivered slightly at the sensation, his own desire mirrored in your body language. He took in the sight of your cunt before leaning down to give it an experimental lick.

You squealed in response, unintentionally closing your shaky legs, but Izumi quickly pinned them down, spreading them again. He kept licking you slowly, gently and carefully to make you feel good. You gasped, trying to not squirm too much as you wanted to focus on how good his licks felt against your lips.

Izumi smiled to himself at the sound of your louder whimpers and moans, spreading your lips, licking them and moving up to suck your swollen clit after your instructions, which made you sob in pleasure, feeling your desperate need to release reaching limits you didn’t know existed.

Izumi pulled away, one finger already probing at your entrance as he coated it with your slick. He looked up at you, asking for permission. “Can I?”

You nodded relentlessly. You knew you weren’t ready for it yet, but you wished he’d just plunge into you and extirpate the orgasm you are seeking so desperately out of you.

He pushed the finger in, slowly, and you sucked in your breath before exhaling. You felt him, knuckle deep into you. It didn’t hurt, it just felt weird as he kept his finger still inside you, not moving. Then, he curled it up experimentally.

Your hips stuttered and you moaned loud, eyes widening, feeling him hitting a spot you didn’t know could be stimulated— it felt so good. It tickled you inside, making your lower tummy feel warm. You covered your mouth in embarrassment from your noises.

“How is it? Does it hurt?” he asked you softly, and you shook your head. He nodded, pumping his finger in and out of you a bit faster. You closed your eyes, focusing on the pleasure. He noticed your hips rocking against his finger, and smiled.

He murmured. “Do you want one more finger?” you nodded immediately. “Yes… p, please.” you mewled and looked away shyly, not being able to handle his intense and loving gaze.

Izumi hummed, probing a second finger to your entrance. He used his other hand to spread your hole wider, making it easier for him to insert a second digit inside along with the help of your wetness. You squeezed your eyes shut, feeling the size of two fingers starting to hurt you a bit.

Izumi noticed this and immediately stopped, panicking a bit. “Are you okay?”

“Yes… um, keep going...” you murmured.

He nodded, pushing again a little gentler, feeling the resistance of your tight cunt melt under his touch as he stretched you wider. He scissored his fingers inside of you, pumping them faster as he felt you slowly accommodating to them.

You moaned, covering your mouth as you locked eyes with him. They teared up from the pleasure, your chest and stomach heaving and spasming with every jolt as his fingers hit your sweet spots. As he fingered you, he leaned back down to suck on your clit, and you almost screamed. You gripped his hair, pushing him further on your clit, sobbing.

“Izumi, feels so good, I— ah, it feels so good, I wanna cum…!” you hiccuped, tears streaming down your face from the intense sensations. Izumi groaned in your cunt in response, speeding up his movements, his fingers relentlessly squelching inside you as you finally reached your high with a high pitched, shaky cry.

The usual exploding sensation in your tummy seemed so much stronger now than when you masturbated. You arched your back as you hid your face in the pillow, the world around you slowly becoming a little clearer as you came down from your high, more tears spilling from the cacophony of different feelings that overwhelmed you post-orgasm.

Izumi panted, his body moving to hover over you. “…Princess, hey.” he patted your cheek gently, wiping your tears. “Are you okay?” he frowned as he asked you. He would never forgive himself for hurting you.

But you nodded with a soft, tired smile, leaning up to kiss his lips tenderly as to reassure him.

“…I… I love you, Izumi. Thank you.” you murmured, and his eyes widened.

…It should have been obvious at this point that you had feelings for him, yet, hearing them coming out of your lips with so much tenderness and gentleness made his heart swell, tears pooling in his eyes as he bit his lip to hold himself back.

But your hand reached out, caressing his smooth cheek with care. You smiled at him again, your eyes never leaving his. “It’s okay…” you murmured, reassuring him with also a gentle look of your eyes that yes, it’s okay if he cried. It’s okay cause you were there to remind him that you’d never judge him or laugh at him for being vulnerable, for showing basic human emotions. For letting go.

It was always like this, you were so emotionally intelligent and wise. Every time you made him read your stories or poetry, something you didn’t allow even to Anzu, he’d be in awe of how beautifully you were able to put your emotions into words.

Izumi finally sobbed, letting go, his tears splattering on your cheeks, but it didn’t bother you. You just kept wiping and caressing his cheeks, an understanding smile gracing your lips. Izumi laid his forehead on yours, choking out pathetically his words of love.

“I love you. I love you so much. You… You are the best thing that ever happened to me. Nothing makes me happy like you do. Nothing. How could I even let you go like that? I’m so sorry,” he hiccuped, kissing you deeply again, sucking the breath out of you.

Your heart palpitated at his desperate and regretful tone of voice— it made you shake with emotions too as your eyes spilled more tears again.

He pulled away, wiping your tears and then his, leaning back to take a look at your disheveled form. Your face was sweaty, the only pieces of clothing present on your body being the shirt he pulled up to expose your whole torso and your panties pulled to the side, dripping with your juices. You were so cute and hot, and now you looked even better because of him.

You yelped when he suddenly grabbed your thighs, yanking you and pulling you against him until your wet cunt pressed against his clothed erection, feeling it pulsating. He leaned down, sucking on your neck until it left marks, making you squeal.

“You are all mine, okay? Mine, damn it.” he hiccuped, sniffling as he clumsily unbuckled his jeans with shaky hands, grumbling something under his breath. He immediately pulled them down his mid thighs together with his underwear, revealing his cock to you. His eyes were puffy from crying so hard, yet there was also something else that made them so much different compared to moments ago.

He didn’t leave you any time to even look at his cock properly before he probed it at your entrance, coating his already moist tip with your slick and juices. You yelped, looking up at him and then at his cock that soon would be buried inside of your cunt. Your legs shuddered as you could feel his desperation when he didn’t waste any time pushing his tip inside of you.

“Tell me you are ready for me, fuck, please, princess,” he whined, a breathy moan leaving his lips as he pressed himself further inside your hole, now tighter as a consequence of the muscles contracting from your last orgasm. You moaned in surprise, his cockhead stretching you much wider than his fingers.

You should be using a condom— but you doubted you could stop Izumi now as his tip was already pushed fully inside you, you didn’t have any anyway and you doubted Izumi did too. It just surprised you as you witnessed this different side of him— where he stopped being so composed and dismissive about risks, caring only about you. He was getting so unbearably desperate it scared you, and you wondered how much it hurt him to hold back this whole time.

“Fuck,” he gritted his teeth, hissing under his breath as his whole cock sheathed inside your pussy, stretching you your warm insides fully which made him sigh in pleasure. You moaned, feeling a few other tears slipping down your cheeks. When you felt his cockhead rest against your cervix, you sobbed, the new sensation overwhelming you. You didn’t know if it was normal to feel like this.

“I know, I know you are sensitive, you just came, damn it, I…” he gasped, leaning down to hug you, beginning to thrust into you with slow, hard strokes. “My princess. So tight. I bet she was waiting for me to just take her little virginity, didn’t—“ a grunt, “didn’t she?”

You nodded relentlessly, burying your head in the crook of his neck, hugging him back. You wrapped your legs around him, pushing him deeper into your cunt. “Y-Yes! You, just for you, senpai… I love you!” you hiccuped between loud moans.

Izumi groaned, feeling himself grow bigger at your words. “You don’t know how much I wanted to fuck you exactly like this years ago— pull you inside the staff room with me before my lives every time you hugged me and pressed those annoying little tits of yours against me as a ‘good luck charm’,” he quoted your words from back then mockingly and sped up, kissing your now swollen lips harshly and massaging your tongue with his, trailing his lips down your chin and then on your neck again, sucking on it and leaving more marks. “You can be such a tease when you want to, huh?”

You squealed, returning the favor by kissing him again. You decided to not comment on what he said— you were too busy being vocal about how good he felt and focusing on his cock ramming into you to say anything. It’s not like he was completely wrong anyway— you wanted his attention back then, but you didn’t expect your clingy hugs to stir something like that in him.

He pulled away, the rhythmic sound of skin slapping on skin stuttering before going back to the initial pace.

“You are doing such a good job— don’t worry, I…” another low, rough grunt. “I love you.” he sobbed out, your warm cunt sucking him in so perfectly he couldn’t speak— as if you were made just for him. “I want you to rely on me, always.” You had him in the palm of your hand at this point, he was yours no matter what.

Your cunt tightened around his cock as he confessed his love to you again, making him moan and laugh playfully. Your face was a mess of tears and sweat— flushing with a feverish red. Yet Izumi couldn’t help but think how beautiful you looked, all because of him. He felt himself getting closer to his release as he admired the lewd sight under him together with the warm, wet tightness of your cunt sucking his cock so well, which made him unable to hold it back anymore.

He sped up his movements again, chasing his orgasm. He moaned softly with every thrust, his hands leaving your hips to squeeze your tits. They didn’t last long on the supple flesh as they soon reached to intertwine his fingers with yours. He leaned down, kissing your ear softly before whispering with a soft moan, “I’m gonna cum, princess.”

You gasped, nodding. You hugged him close to you again, same with your legs wrapping around him to keep him inside you. “Cum inside me,” you begged. “Please. I wanna— I wanna give you the family you always dreamt of!”

Izumi bit his lip, eyes widening as he felt your legs locking around him to keep him inside you. Suddenly, he snapped back to reality, realizing the implications of your words. He wanted to still inside himself inside of you so, so bad, especially when you begged him so nicely. But he couldn’t allow it. It sounded like a dream, yet he knew it’d become an actual nightmare if he got you pregnant.

“No. You know we can’t.” he choked out, slipping out of you. This earned him a whine and a frustrated sob from you.

He started stroking himself with shaky movements. “I can’t cum inside you, princess,” he panted between strokes. “I’m gonna cum… here. It’s okay. Take it all for me, that’s it. I love you so much.” He shortly reached his orgasm, coming on your stomach with a loud moan of your name.

You whimpered when you felt the thick, warm spurts of his seed coating your stomach. You felt your insides getting wetter and wetter from the dirtiness of it all, which made you ache for more. But you came so hard earlier you doubted you could manage to reach your peak again soon.

He finally started catching his breath, running a hand through his hair. He looked down at you. “Are you okay? Did I…hurt you?” You shook your head and he smiled, placing another soft kiss on your forehead.

“Good, uh…” he trailed off as he saw you scooping up his cum from your stomach, licking it while keeping eye contact. He blinked in surprise, blushing.

“You didn’t have to do that…” he grumbled, rolling his eyes as you giggled at his bashfulness. He soon laid on the couch next to you, exhausted, your bodies tangling and overlapping as you both struggled to get comfortable on the limited space of the couch. You looked at each other with love, then you spoke, shyly nestling into his chest.

“Izumi… stay.”

He frowned— there you go, with your wishful thinking he was dreading to hear. He could feel his heart become heavier with guilt as he felt your warm, comforting presence against him contrasting the cold, hard reality of what was about to come. This is all he wanted, to have you in his arms. But he couldn’t enjoy it, not when it was happening in such an unconventional situation.

He caressed your hair slowly, trying to soothe you; because he knew that what he was about to say would hurt you deeply. It was all his fault— indulging in you when he knew another woman was waiting for him at home. He bit the inside of his cheek before speaking.

“…I can’t.” he murmured against your hair. “I can’t. I have a fianceé at home, a wedding coming, an apartment and— and if I don’t go back to my parents’ house tonight, they’re going to wonder where I am, and…”

Your loud sob cuts him off, and his eyes immediately widened in concern. He raised your head in a panic, and his heart immediately broke as he saw the distraught expression on your face. Fat tears streamed down your cheeks as you sobbed uncontrollably in your hands, your shoulders stuttering as you did.

He just laid there in shock, watching as you hysterically cried in front of him. It’s as if you already knew what he was about to say, you expected this— that’s why the dams broke so easily. And yet you still begged him to stay, clinging onto that last hope which made you think that maybe things would had magically been different after this heartfelt, romantic encounter. You always relied on him as your upperclassman, so you probably thought he had something prepared up his sleeve just for you. But this time he had to disappoint you by slapping the harsh truth in your face.

Izumi had never seen you this way before— wounded, broken, and utterly devastated. He had wanted so badly to comfort you, to hold you and tell you that everything would be alright, but he couldn't. Even if he tried to lie— he didn’t have any energy left to do it properly because the reality was much crueler than any falsehood.

“Not again, please, don’t leave me alone again…” you choked out, your fists gripping his shirt in protest.

Izumi’s throat tightened, tears pooling in his eyes again at the gut wrenching scene unfolding in front of him. The hopelessness in your voice felt like a punch in the stomach, a parasite eating him from the inside, and all he could do was stare at you as you bawled. The energy between you and him was now disturbed, strained.

“…I’m sorry, I…” Izumi stammered. He didn’t know what to say anymore. His apologies fell on deaf ears as you hugged him tight, your crying never stilling. There was nothing he could do to make you stop crying or reassure you— this was how things were. How could he do this to you again? How could he be so selfish?

He couldn’t help but lose himself in his fantasies just for a moment— If only he had been braver, if only he didn’t blindly follow his parents wishes and just fought for your love, for you both, if he had never started mistreating you and pushing you away... things could have been so different.

The smell of sex in the room now felt nauseating and violating. It constantly served him as a reminder that he took away your innocence without any shame— all to satisfy his selfish desires. He knew he ruined you beyond repair by doing this and for a moment, it felt exhilarating knowing you won’t have to deal with his egocentric self ever again from now on.

Because you didn’t deserve this, to be used and then left alone as if nothing happened. Leave you to cry yourself to sleep in here while he left to celebrate. His heart felt lighter at the thought that by leaving you, you’d be able to find someone better, move on, find someone that could help you forget about him, someone, anyone. As long as it wasn’t him. Even if it hurt and you’d cry for months, eventually you’d be able to start new— something he would have hated to see before coming in here. But now he realised that’s what is best for you.

He got off the couch as you cried, buckling his jeans. He then took a tissue he had with him and started cleaning you up, helping you get dressed as you still sobbed and hiccuped more softly, avoiding his gaze. He didn’t say anything as he helped you get into your jeans, deciding to only kiss your thigh a bit as a loving gesture, now lacking of any lust. He then shushed you, moving to kiss your wet cheek tenderly, his thumb brushing against the other one.

“…I love you.” he kissed your lips softly, your last kiss together— his last selfish wish. You didn’t reciprocate. He didn’t comment about it.

He straightened himself, wiping his tears quickly. Then, with heavy, dragged steps he walked to your front door. Despite promising himself he wouldn’t, he paused, looking back at you one last time, stupidly expecting you to run up to him and beg him to stay once again— beg him to run away together, date secretly, or whatever other forbidden love cliché trope he could remember at that moment. Even if he knew he could never change the situation to make you happy, even if he knew he didn’t deserve you, he wished you’d give him a reason to make him think otherwise in this last minute.

As he expected. He exhaled in defeat when he saw your back turned towards him— you were still crying, though a little more quietly, not daring to turn to look at him for one last time. You just accepted his departure, as if you had lost all faith you had in him again, just like nine years ago. That sight completely broke him, the anger and frustration he had towards himself resurfacing once again. You hated him, he quickly came to that conclusion. He was too self absorbed to think that maybe you were pushing all the blame and hate on yourself instead, that’s why you couldn’t look at him in the eyes anymore.

He gripped the doorknob and groaned, opening the door that revealed him the way back to his reality with a harsh pull, slamming it as he walked outside quickly.

The rumbling of his bike’s engine was the last thing you heard before you lulled yourself to sleep with old comforting memories, clutching the pillow that now clung to the faint smell of him.

#izumi sena x reader #enstars x reader #ensemble stars x reader #izumi x reader

[kaveuh]

*breaks into your house* so ive been thinking about this for a while.... a headcanon of knights reacting to their s/o trying their knights idol uniform... 👁

"YOU LOOK BETTER IN IT." knights

author’s note — as your local knightsP, i had a whole blast with this and may have gotten carried away.. oops 🤭 also ritsu’s isn’t really him walking in on the reader trying it on, but he still walks in on them wearing it saur…. AND I HAD A LOT TO SAY ABOUT THIS HAHDHSHFHF

genre — fluff

warning(s) — slight ooc izumi, only a lil… mentions of bathing together (sfw only!!)

TSUKASA SUOU

you were bored. incredibly bored. it's even worst that your boyfriend wasn't there to keep you company.

it wasn't rare for tsukasa to be away during the weekends. being an idol meant having a busy schedule, let alone a whole leader of a unit that belongs in the big three.

"kasa… i miss tsukasa…" you complained for the nth time today. all you did was nothing but lay down on the couch yearning for your darling boyfriend. though, it would be sad to say that you're supposed to be used to this, you should be… you just wanted this day to be over with and cuddle up against your lover in bed.

which is why you found yourself digging into his closet and carefully slipped into his spare knights uniform. it was a bit loose, but you were content with it. besides, despite how it looks, it was comfortable enough to pass as your tsukasa's warmth. unfortunately, it was nothing compared to your lover himself.

which is why it was a surprise when your red-haired, busy boyfriend walked in on you running around the kitchen wearing his uniform. (he almost passed out on the spot)

"[n-name]?" he choked, trying not to lose it. you, on the other hand froze and slowly turned your head towards him. "i'm… home?" tsukasa smiled, sweating and was on the verge on freaking out— you could tell from how red his face was.

"kasa? you're home early…" you laugh nervously, putting down the glass of orange juice that you were drinking. "um, i can explain." tsukasa shakes his head frantically, quickly approaching you, (he teleported) putting his hands on your shoulder with a still, visible blush on his face.

"no, no! please keep it on… i-it looks good on you."

LEO TSUKINAGA

now, leo was the one who suggested that you try on his uniform. although you'd always refuse, explaining that it's embarrassing, you did end up trying it on to imitate your boyfriend whenever he isn't around. (or you wear it simply because you miss him. not that you’d admit it to him, though.)

leo never found out, or so, he was just too oblivious to the fact that his clothes were hanged differently than last time. (he was also too busy composing songs and showing them off to you.)

unlike tsukasa, leo leaves work a bit earlier, and would be home at 10 the latest. though, your boyfriend decided it would be a good idea to surprise you by pretending to leave for work, but would come back to hopefully, catch you off guard.

you, on the other hand, felt like making fun of your boyfriend today (again & affectionately.) like how it had become a daily routine, you slipped into his uniform’s jacket and faced the mirror. "huh… now that i look closely, i do look good in this." you hummed in approval.

"yeah, you do." jumping in surprise, leo stood by the door, grinning from ear to ear as he happily hopped his way towards you. "my dear darling, [name]! how could you try this on without letting me know?! GAH! you look so gorgeous, pretty, cute, adorable, elegant, mesmerizing, irre—" you shushed your enthusiastic boyfriend, embarrassment building up from the compliments.

"s-stop that! you're too loud… i thought you had work?" you sigh, avoiding his gaze as you attempted to hide your reddened face from him.

he laughed, cupping your face with both his hands, gently making you look at him. "what? getting all shy now? don’t be, [name]~ keep it on, i want to see you wearing my clothes for the day!"

ARASHI NARUKAMI

wearing arashi’s clothes was something you'd usually do whenever you're staying home or sleeping. it's become a daily thing, and honestly, arashi loves it! she'll never get tired of cooing about how adorable you look and showing you off to her unitmates whenever you send a picture of you wearing her clothes. which are usually too big for you.

even so, it’s not that hard to get shy around your girlfriend. consider how she showers you with compliments and is very affectionate. not that you’re complaining.

arashi had informed you that she was going to be home a bit late for tonight. of course, you were understanding, willing to wait before you sleep. you had already done your skincare routine, ate dinner (you made sure to leave some in the microwave for arashi) and was ready for bed.

this time, instead of regular clothes, you decided to wear arashi's knights jacket. it wasn't too uncomfortable, and was comfortable enough to be able to cuddle up to as long as it was paired up with a soft blanket.

yawning as you waited for your water to boil, you heard the door open. assuming that your girlfriend was home, you peeked your head into the living room, arashi noticing your figure instantly. her face instantly brightened and hurriedly jogged towards you.

"good evening, darling! i'm sorry for coming home so late tonight, i bet you're already sleepy. ah, are you making ramen? do—" she paused suddenly, causing you to look up at her, confused. "arashi, are you okay?" your question made arashi come back to her senses, her face slowly flushing red.

"ah, my bad. is that my uniform you're wearing?" she giggles, pulling away to get a better sight of how adorable you looked. "can you do a little twirl for me? wait, i wanna take a picture, you look so cute~! you think you can wear this on our next concert? ahh, i'm about to burst!"

IZUMI SENA

izumi acts like he doesn't care whenever you wear something that belongs to him. i mean, you're a couple, right? it's only normal for his partner to wear his clothes. though, everyone and their grandma knows that he secretly giggles to himself behind closed doors.

"have fun at work today, zumi." you bid your boyfriend, giving him a peck on the lips. you swore you saw small smile on his face before it fades back to his usual frown. "don't overwork yourself. i love you~" izumi hummed, staying still for a moment before pulling you into a hug.

"mhm.. i love you too. i'll see you when i get home. text me when you're going somewhere." he reminded, before pulling away and left the house. izumi wasn’t normally an affectionate person, so it most definitely surprised you.

you didn't think much of it, and proceeded to do whatever you needed to do. it was your day off, after all. going into the bathroom was the first thing you did. a relaxing, nice bath would be nice. though, noticing the blue knights jacket, an idea eventually popped inside your head.

"[name]? i forgot my coat. is it in—…" the loud voice of your lover eventually turned quiet. he blinks, keeping his eyes on you as you turned around, returning the action. "there…"

he gulped, a blush creeping up to face, but soon covered it up with a cocky smirk. "the hell? did ya' miss me that much already?"

you felt your eye twitch, frantically shaking your head. "h-hell no! i just needed something to cover myself with…" you huffed, playfully glaring at your boyfriend as you saw his smirk turn into a grin. "stop looking at me like that. it's creepy."

izumi snickers, engulfing you into a hug from behind. "haha, i knew you couldn't go on a day without me. and i can't help it, you're irritatingly cute face is making me wanna keep annoying you." perhaps, ditching shooting today wouldn't be a bad idea. it's just one day, right?

RITSU SAKUMA

compared to the others, ritsu is the one who goes home the earliest. usually, he'd find you waiting for him on the couch or eating at the dinner table whenever you were too hungry to even wait for him.

tonight was a fairly stressful day for him. with izumi'a constant yelling and bossing him around, he wasn't able to take a nap once the whole entire day. if there was anything he wanted to do, that was dragging you to bed with him and sleep until the next day.

"i'm home." ritsu yawns, rubbing his eye while he was greeted with silence. strange, he thought. assuming that you were probably in the kitchen, having your own little concert (that he had walked in on multiple times), he was once again greeted with nothing by still somewhat, heated leftovers on the table.

he did end up eating the leftovers— there was no way he was going to let your cooking and efforts go to waste. ritsu finally entered your shared room, which was dark and your soft snores was the only sound that occupied the room.

"ah… they fell asleep without me." ritsu pouts playfully, and was about to head into the bathroom to get ready for bed until he noticed the familiar jacket that you were wearing. is that my uniform? he didn’t even realize the smile that crept up his face until he leaned in closer to admire you. "[name]~ wake up…" he poked your cheek continuously until you finally stirred in your sleep, slowly gaining consciousness.

you groaned, ruffling your boyfriend's hair. "hm? you're home, ritsu… i fell asleep without you, i was too tired…" you explained, which he hummed in acknowledgment. "what's up? did you wanna bath together again?" ritsu shakes his head, motioning for you to sit up, and so you did.

"you're so cute…" he coos, pinching your cheeks as he took out his phone to take a quick picture, catching you by surprise. "hehe, you should really wear my uniform more often. it looks better on you than it does on me."

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[kzmeru]

two lovers intertwined

✦ izm. sena x reader

author's note — self indulgent bcs i’ve been . eating quite unhealthy these past few days .. i need izumi to nag me LMAO

tags — izumipy nagging !! / mentions of unhealthy diets + unhealthy meals / bad sleeping habits + exhaustion

"you're eating that again?"

slurping the instant ramen that you had made for the nth time this week, you looked up at your boyfriend who had just gotten home from work. compared to him, you were a mess— despite izumi spending hours out, while you mostly stayed inside.

izumi lets out an exhausted sigh, glancing at the clock on the wall. 2:30 am, it says.

"welcome home, zumi." finally, you had said something after taking a few minutes to enjoy your unhealthy meal at 2:30 in the morning.

the model wanted nothing but to jump in bed with you as soon as possible. however, this was not helping. the unhealthy diets and sleeping habits were bothering izumi. more than it should be. though, it really can’t be helped.

"alright, give me that." without giving you a chance to refuse, he instantly grabbed the bowl from you and walked back into the kitchen, only to come back with a different bowl filled with fruits and a glass of water.

"if you want a midnight snacks, at least eat something healthier with less salt." izumi lets out an annoyed grunt, placing the bowl and drink in front of you. turning your gaze towards your tired lover, he returned with a blank stare, as if he was waiting for you to eat the fruits he had prepared.

you smiled, grabbing a freshly washed strawberry and took a bite of the sweet yet sour fruit.

"thank you, izumi…" you whispered, shying away from your boyfriend's fond gaze while he leaned his head on his hand. he responded with a hum, and silently waited until you had your fill.

izumi took the bowl and glass away, and placed it in the sink to wash another time.

"we're going to sleep. no excuses! if you can't sleep, i'll make you." he huffs, finally entering the shared bedroom and hurriedly changed into a more comfortable pair of clothes, not even bothering to take a shower due to how tired he was.

a simple black shirt and sweats. izumi practically threw himself onto the bed and gave you a look of impatience, with his arms wide open.

"well? what are you waiting for?" snapping out of your thoughts, you finally joined him, pulling the blanket to cover your bodies and eventually, he pulled you towards him for warmth.

izumi already had his eyes closed. "just close your eyes and listen to my heartbeat… you'll fall asleep in no time." you couldn't help but feel the heat rush and burn your face. after all, izumi never fails to keep you flustered and giggly. as if it was a little high school crush.

maybe you should start getting him to nag you more often.

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[hiyokuma]

Tsun... izumi..? | Izumi Sena

reblogs are appreciated ☆

Izumi sena x gn!reader - domestic fluff, light-hearted teasing.. just things I believe Sena would do around his partner ie put his hand on the corner of a table whenever you try to pick something up etc

dating Izumi Sena is an absolute dream, he has it all, from the pretty face to the golden heart, sure he loves to scold you! but that quality sits at the very top on your list, after all, how could anyone resist smiling when he scolds you for small things such as not cutting your nails properly? Especially when goes ahead and does it for you?

however Izumi Sena and his tsundereness is not an easy thing to understand at all, why does he call you stupid through the whole day but then kisses your forehead and make sure you’re all tucked in under the covers when he believes you’re asleep? why is it that he gets irritated at you for being clumsy and yet everytime u lean back, his hand flies behind you, just in case you fall? why does his hand fly to the corner of the table everytime you lean down to pick up something you dropped? and mostly, why does he only do these things only when he believes you won’t found out? what’s so bad about showing your love, to the person you love?

“AH Fuck!” something tells you trying to figure out Sena’s love language whist cooking was not the best idea, the something being a bleeding finger

“are you alright? oh god” Sena gasped out

“did you just .. jump off the last 3 stairs for this?” you spoke softly as he ran your hand under cold water

and all you could do whilst he fixed you up was just stare at him with a gentle smile, his bottom lip was held tightly between his teeth, and his eyes were squinting, making sure he’s disinfecting everything properly, and him leaning down slightly? gave him the cutest fluffed up bangs, so who could blame you when you decided to pat his head?

“y/n.” he spoke up, in a serious tone too, but why does he look so timid right now? is he perhaps shy? is this what all of this has been about so far?

“senasenaaa” u giggled at the nickname as he stood up straight

“you know this is all your fault right?” you continued on

“oh? how so? was my pretty face keeping your thoughts too occupied?” he leaned back against the wall smiling, almost smirking as he boasted about his pretty pretty face

“no actually, i was wondering why my boyfriend kisses my forehead every-night when he thinks i’m asleep but chooses to flick my forehead all the time during the day?” you deliberately chose on not mentioning him looking out for you since you knew he’d only flip it back on you by mentioning how clumsy you are

“.. you’ve gone so stupid that you’re hallucinating is all that i’m getting from this conversation” he spoke back, the tip of his ears going red

“oh is that so dear boyfriend?—” you interrogated whilst walking closer to him

“—or is it just that THE Izumi Sena might actually be shy when it comes to showing his love? or might be too shy to admit that the love of his life has him whipped?” you spoke teasingly, your hands on the sides of his face as you made him look at you, your noses almost touching now

“it’s not that.. see you’re already teasing me now!” he groaned and leaned back on the wall again

“aw is my baby shy? does he need a hug?” you laughed as you pulled him into a hug, his head on your shoulder as he continued groaning (whining)

“it’s not that i’m shy about being rejected by you, or that i don’t like admitting how in love i am with you, it’s just that scolding you and teasing you makes me feel closer to you, and it’s less scary to tease than be vulnerable, and not to ignore the fact that you look adorable when whining” he ranted on, mumbling the last part, his hands now placed on your waist, holding you tightly as his face warmed up at his own confessions

“ ‘zumi, you know you have my full attention at all times right? and besides, we already said we’re taking things slow, you don’t have to open up straight away andddd you don’t have to tease me to get my attention, although your teasing can be cute sometimes” you laughed softly whilst playing with his hair, his head still on your shoulder, face hidden away

“yeah yeah well! i hope you got your answer as to why your boyfriend is so hot and cold, can we eat now? and don’t go thinking you won’t be getting scolded for what you did to your finger today” he spoke up pushing himself off you, still refusing to make eye contact

“only if you to promise to cuddle me after dinner, with no teasing” you spoke looking back at the boy who was setting the table up

“hmm~ i’ll try my best klutz” he spoke back with a small and fairly timid smile on his face, erupting a giggle from both sides, maybe.. just maybe knowing that your boyfriend does all this to feel closer to you, just maybeee does something to your heart, he’s truly a dreamy boy huh..

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[poppyseedfics]

And the last part, another gift. Hope you enjoy!!

Waiting for you to wake up pt. 3

Izumi Sena

Izumi is the impatient type, how long are you gonna sleep for?! Though, waking you up? He could never… seeing you sleep so peacefully makes him feel at ease, the thought of waking you up breaks his heart. Instead, he'll wait as long as he needs to, getting himself ready for the day ahead. Once you wake up though? He'll scold you for sleeping for so long and making him wait, but after that he'll plant a kiss on the corner of your lips and tell you good morning.

Leo Tsukinaga

Leo will try his best to not wake you up, but it's hard for him. He wants to spend as much time with you as he can, even though it's still early he wishes you would wake up already and see your smile. Seeing you sleep so peacefully while the sunlight is slowly greeting your room, it makes him want to compose a song. When you open your eyes, it takes a while for Leo to notice, but when he does, he greets you excitedly.

Nagisa Ran

Nagisa will sit there and admire you, he'll trace all your features, carefully of course. He'll memorize everything carefully, commit it to memory, he never wants to forget anything about you. Just as he will love you for eternity, so will he remember you. The moment you stir and your eyes flutter open, he apologizes for waking you up with a tender gaze.

Makoto Yuuki

Waking up early in the morning, Makoto looks over to you, finding you are still sleeping. He'll stroke your cheek softly, smiling at you, happy that you're still there with him. You make his mornings filled with joy. Since he woke up early, he decided to make himself useful by getting ready and making breakfast. As he ended up getting so focused on what he was doing, he didn’t notice you walking up to him. When he realized you were, he greets you with a hug, happy to spend another day with you.

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[dreamychuu]

Accidentall text!

- What will they do if you accidentally send a text about them!?

Req -> ☆ | hc + scenario | word count : 932

Warning : none, (maybe teasing on rei's)

info = : gn!reader , "!" Era Set on izumi, sanbaka mentioned,fluff, ✿ : your friend ☆ : you.

-

Izumi sena

↳ - i think he would be shocked but at the same time was "duh i am" When the rambling is about his beauty

his heart actually flutter a bit (will not admit it)

He either will answers the text or just approach you just right then.

Or maybe both?

Before he approach you, he will screenshot the text first so he can always treasure the text if someday you delete the text.

if he's feeling like it he will say thank you.

Maybe ask you to maybe hang out with him sometimes (its a date invitation).

Will act like it doesnt affect him but it does!

If you apologize to him first and promise to delete the text he will say its okay

-

As you were walking towards your friends class, you saw some 3 graders there.

It was the sanbaka : Kaoru, chiaki , and last but not least izumi sena.

He was just standing there watching two of his friends kaoru and chiaki chatting with each other.

Your hurt flutter seeing him. he look so beautifull as always, you then pull out your phone and Saw that your friend texted you.

✿ [friend] : "[name] where are you?"

☆ [you] : "I just saw izumi!!! He look so beautifull!! I cant believe someone like him exist, it feels like he's getting more gorgeous than ever day by day !! He so perfect Do you think if i buy him a shiny ring would he wear it??"

The text was followed by more rambles about izumi, after you finished you look towards the sanbaka again but you didnt expect izumi to look towards his phone.

and was typing something? While blushing..? What is he doing?

You then take a look at your phone again and Saw a notification from izumi. As you tried to process what just happend, you then realized that you send it to izumi instead of your friend.

You start to panic while directly staring at your phone, and didn't realize that someone was approaching you, You then feel someone suddenly poked your shoulder as you turn your Head and Saw that person was Izumi Sena himself.

well, you wish you were strong enough to talk to him.

-

Kaoru hakaze

↳ - i hc him as a loser for love , he would be speechless

Will be flustered

Did not expect that text really

he gotta be giggling and kicking his feet when he saw that especially if he like you so much 

if we're talking about "!" kaoru I think he would approach you but "!!"  Kaoru no he would NOT approach you until he's ready

i think he would sutter a bit due to nervousness? 

if you delete the text right after he approach and act like nothing happened he would be more emmbarassed

Trying to act cool but failed (gl next time hakaze loser kaoru)  

-

an ordinary day goes by just like usual.

having casual talk with Kaoru just like everyday, but unfortunately you have a habit that i might said a bad one. 

namely it because you always texting your friends about things related to Kaoru and yourself in detail!

usually between how he looks today , of course prettier as always and could also be about what you two are talking about.

and on that you immediately text your friend about it without you realizing you sent it to kaoru instead of your friend , but you had already turned off your phone to even realized. 

and when he read it he turn embarrassed.

Beacuse of that whenever you guys passed each other , as you greeted him he will answered shyly.

making you confused and immediately open your phone to chatted your friend about it.

but after you opened your phone you realized that it turned out the ramble that you wanted to send to your friend was instead sended to him.

If you feel embarrassed too then you guys might not talk for a few days but if you don't really care about that and keep talking to him he might pass out (in good way dont worry)

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Rei sakuma

↳ - i dislike him sm (denial) 

Okay i don't think he will be Flustered

but he do will smile and stare at his phone for a long time that the person who pass by him was like "what is wrong with this guy"

Will approach you and talk about it if he or you have time

Will not rush it tho he doesnt like rushing

Oh? You tought he doesnt know how to screenshot well to bad for you he learned how to do it probably from kaoru or koga

Will tease you with that text of course. 

like maybe one day you Were mad at him and said

"you're un-attractive or something but he disagree wuth your statement saying "i dont think so" while showing the text you send about how gorgeous he is.

-

maybe it was when he was in the library when he was looking for a book he got a notification from his phone that made him smile like an idiot.

And before he answered the text he obviously screenshot it.

It might can be used in something...

he typed a reply with a "oh? really (*´˘`*)-?"

As he smiles and thought it was kinda cute when he suddenly got a text about how Gorgeous he is.

you apologized and typed that you sent it to the wrong person but whatever you say he already saw it.. He already know

he already saw it.. He already know

He teased you about it making you flustered and dont open your phone of a while after that

he stopped chuckling after being reprimanded by tsumugi who told him that people are calling him scary for silently standing in the corner of the selves while smiling like an idiot.

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[eichikissed]

SUMMERTIME MADNESS ! (s.tsukasa)

elementary classmates to enemies to mc partners to lovers. chapter 08

author’s note — OKAY. [name] and tsukasa acting like fucking three year olds. y/nkasa my little sillies… i hope they EXPLODE!!

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[kazemiya]

 ू ₒ ुLove makes us do silly things ₓ｡

content: gn! reader, just them having a cute little crush on you

taglist: @solaaresque@domoyum (fill in form to be added) ; wc: 528

a/n: HI im back with something also this lowkey feels like im just word dumping and its def vv different from my usual writing style but enjoy !!

Trying something new because you like it + Izumi Sena

Izumi prefers to stay in his comfort zone, an area of familiarity that provides him with endless amounts of solace. He’s quick to decline any of his friend’s requests with excuses that he’s extremely busy, his schedule never having enough time. But oddly enough, the moment you invite him to an outing, he couldn’t ever bring himself to decline. 

It could be a simple walk down to the nearby shop down the corner, he’s up on his feet and making his way next to you, even if he does so begrudgingly, he’s the one ushering you to quicken your steps. No matter how many times you ask, he always follows. Sometimes, out of habit, he accompanies you, you don’t even have to ask anymore. 

The activity could be as tiring as picking strawberries with the sun beating down his skin. He could practically feel the sweat dripping down his back. But his grumbling immediately halts when you place a strawberry at his mouth, prompting him to taste its sweetness. He could only think at that moment, your smile could probably be the sweetest. 

The different experiences continued on and on, and to tell the truth, it wasn’t the activities that he enjoyed. What he enjoyed most was the company you provided, your happiness was his happiness. 

You certainly led Izumi to do many firsts that he never realised he would have done. His many experiences all with fragments of you within them, that he would surely treasure for a long time.

Wanting to get to know you better + Nazuna Nito

Nazuna was content with just watching from afar, watching the way your eyes lit up when you talked about something, or the way your laughter could brighten up a whole room. But there was surely something about your magnetic energy that caused him to be more curious about you, eventually leading him to attempt to know more about you. 

He leans in whenever you both share a conversation, he’s clinging on to every word, to ensure that he doesn’t miss out on anything that you say. His ear is close to your mouth, as he listens intently. No matter how insignificant it may sound to you, he makes sure to show sincere interest in what you’re saying. Be it a little chuckle or a nod of his head. He wants you to continue, he’s listening. 

Nazuna asks you a lot of questions, he hopes he isn’t being nosy with the way he tries to strike up a conversation whenever he has a chance. It always starts with “how’s your day”, if it went well, great ! Tell him about it, he would love to hear more. If it didn’t go too well, he still would like to hear it, he ensures to say the right thing to make sure your spirit is lifted, even if slightly. 

He remembers your contagious laugh, or the crinkle of your eyes when you smile a little to much. Nazuna could never say so, but he feels slightly accomplished, as if his ego is boosted, whenever he is able to see your features show obvious signs of happiness. He wants to be the reason you laugh and smile, the reason why you’re happy.

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[bunny-eats-fox]

about first times

miyamura izumi warnings: jealous reader ; sex/18+/SMUT; ends in fluff wc: 3,2k an: this was a request! and while I am rather "meh" regarding them, like i do them when i like them sort of thing, i couldn't say not to his prompt! thank u 🫶 request: "Hey, okay? I don't know if you accept requests.... if so, could you write something for Miyamura, where the reader is jealous of him with Hori? (If you can write some hot stuff too... )Thanks!!"

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"I'm here"

When this notification popped up, you couldn't stop your lips from curving into a smile.

"I'll quickly finish up, I'll be down in 10! O((>ω< ))o" That's what you hastily typed before you turned back to your laptop screen.

After another 5 minutes, you had finally finished draft number three of the new contract your firm was about to conclude. It was a big responsibility for you, your biggest yet, but you were thankful for the chance, hence overtime was sometimes inevitable. Since it was 100% compensated and, thankfully, not too often you had to stay late, you didn't mind that much. Especially because your boyfriend of three years was ever so kind to pick you up then. That way you were home just a little bit earlier.

When you finally packed your bag, you hurried out of your office into the elevator. Excited for that Thursday to have ended, and thus the weekend being only one more day away, you rushed out of the elevator once it hit ground floor. 

However, the swift clicking of your heels against the tile flooring suddenly fell silent once you stopped abruptly in your track. Through the big glass windows of the lobby you saw Izumi… and his ex. 

It wasn't like you hated Hori or anything; especially since she hadn't been in contact with Miyamura for over 4 years (according to him). There was no reason for you to hide, rather the opposite. You would go out there and confidently greet her.

However, as you wanted to start walking again, you stopped when you saw your boyfriend and Hori laughing. A sting in your heart made you gulp and clutch your bag a tad bit tighter. It wasn't even the polite little laugh one did to not make such a meeting awkward, no - it was a tummy clutching hearty laughter that had Miyamura and Hori bend forwards. 

The twinge of jealousy you suddenly felt stopped you completely for a moment. You knew there wasn't a reason for you to get jealous. It was admirable to be on good terms with your ex-lover. Plus, you trusted Izumi. 

Yet, when she finally waved and left, you released a breath you didn't realize you were holding. Hopefully, you can quickly get over that weird tenseness that had now filled your body after you had witnessed that. 

As you finally wanted to get out of your office, you stopped once more. 

"(Y/n)-san, good work today."

"Tachibana-san!", you bowed lightly and then smiled at him, "Good work today, Tachibana-san."

Your boss, a handsome 27-year old, held you back from leaving for just a little longer. Though, as you happily told him about the progress you had made regarding the new contract, you were oblivious to the fact that the young man had put his hand on your back. Too engrossed in the conversation, you didn't realize and only when he excused himself after wishing you a good evening, you thought you had felt something slide down your back to your hips. Though, as it was gone, you didn't think about it further. 

Instead, you finally left the building after your boss and rushed to your lover.

"I'm so sorry you had to wait, Izumi!" You openly hugged him and your boyfriend immediately put his arms around you as well. 

"No, don't worry about it. You've worked hard.", he smiled and then kissed your forehead.

Everything was okay. You hoped you quickly forgot what you had seen today as you got into the car and drove back to your shared apartment.

#

After dinner and your usual night routine, you sat on your bed together with him as you moisturized your legs. Even though you were a little… miffed he didn't tell you about Hori, you hoped you didn't show it. There was no reason to get emotional about that. They just had a good laugh together, nothing more.

Though, everything went wrong when he suddenly started, "So… who was the man you were talking to?" 

"Hm?" You were honestly surprised as you looked at him in confusion.

"You know, the dark haired, good looking one before you came out.", he specified. 

"Ohh…", somehow you didn't like his tone, "That was my boss."

"Pretty young for someone leading such a big firm." Izumi didn't look at you as he rummaged through his nightstand.

"Yeah… his father died last year so he unexpectedly had to take over. He is really nice though and hard working."

The mood was, for whatever reason, a little tense.

"Hah yeah I can see he is really working hard to flirt with his subordinates."

"Excuse me?", you raised an eyebrow. 

"(Y/n), I saw you and him." Izumi finally turned to you. "His hand was on your back and he was super close, too."

You scoffed speechlessly and just looked at him as if he was the crazy one. 

"He was being friendly?" Why did you defend your boss? It was true that you had felt something, so it was Tachibana's hand? 

"Friendly?? Right, because when I am friendly I touch someone like that.", Izumi clicked his tongue and then turned around to lay down, "Whatever."

When he turned his back to you, you couldn't hold back any longer, "No, I know. When you are being friendly, you just laugh hysterically with your ex, right? Must have been a reeeally fun conversation you had with her."

Finally, Miyamura turned around again and looked at you utterly surprised.

"That's right. I saw you too. And you didn't even tell me you met Hori today." After you had desperately tried to keep your cool, it was finally over as tears sprung to your eyes. Goodness, when will you learn not to cry in conversations like these?

"So don't get all huffy now telling me my boss is flirting with me when you have the greatest fucking time with your ex just outside my damn office.", you choked on the last words a little and then threw a pillow into his face.

"Ah, (Y/n)-"

"Shut up! I'm going to sleep!", you yelled before you turned around and slipped under your warm blanket, your back facing your boyfriend.

And all Izumi could do was listen to the light sniffles and watch your trembling form underneath the blanket as he lay back himself, wondering why he was such an idiot. 

#

The next day, you and him didn't talk. Still miffed, you put on your heels before you grabbed your bag. Honestly, you would have just left without saying anything, but Izumi had something different in mind when he came to the front door. At first, you ignored him, though he didn't really care about that as he grabbed your shoulder and spun you around. For just a few seconds, you felt his soft lips on yours, leaving you speechless for a moment.

"See you later. Come home safely.", he said like all the days prior as he pushed your lunch bag into your hands.. 

"Mh…thanks, you too… Love you.", you then mumbled loud enough and quickly walked out the door, though you still heard his "Love you too" before it closed fully.

With a loudly thumping heart, you walked to the bus station, undoubtedly happy about what he did. It certainly made you realize that you would have made a grand mistake walking out the house like that. Life truly was unpredictable and leaving the house without a single goodbye or loving word was not right. Despite your little fight, Izumi still knew that.

You were so embarrassed right now for acting that childish that you were glad the bus came quickly just so could hide in a corner and truly reflect on your little quarrel.

#

When you finally were able to eat your lunch, you just wanted a quiet moment to yourself, however…

"(Y/n)-san!)", a cheerful voice called out to you and you watched your boss approaching you.

"(Y/n)-san, you didn't eat your lunch yet?", though he didn't give you a chance to answer, "So, I thought I'd ask if you'd like to join today?" Tachibana reached out his hand and squeezed your shoulder.

That's when it finally clicked: Izumi was right. Your boss was shamelessly flirting with you - and that in front of everyone too!

"I'm so sorry, Tachibana-san thank you for the invitation, but I've been looking forward to eating my boyfriend's bento since he gave it to me this morning.", you politely said with a smile, but deliberately mentioned Miyamura, hoping he would get the hint as you also politely, but firmly, pushed his hand away from your shoulder.

Tachibana's face slightly derailed, but he swiftly had his composure back as he forced a smile and nodded. 

"Of course… Then, if you'll excuse me.", he still smiled before he walked off.

Sighing, you turned back to your desk. Thankfully, your coworkers didn't say anything (to your face at least) as you opened your lunch bag. Every day, even though he had to work himself, he got up and made you a bento.

You felt the tears already, but you didn't want to cry while you stuffed your face with Miyamura's cooking.  

You felt even more horrible about what had happened. Especially because he was totally right, your boss did flirt with you and you just showed him your nasty side by being jealous. Even though you did trust Izumi, you really did. It was just… whenever you saw Hori, you got reminded of the fact that she got all of Izumi's first times. Because for you, Izumi was your first everything. You met when you were 20 and while he had experienced all those "first times" already, you hadn't even romantically held hands with someone before that. So sometimes you wondered if he didn't regret splitting with his "first love", especially because you had heard from a young age that “the first love was like no other love, it can never be forgotten” and stuff like that. Hence why it made you insecure sometimes that he would want to go back to his first love where he got to experienced all those other firsts as well…

"I have to apologize… no matter what…that was childish of me.", you mumbled to yourself once you finished your delicious lunch.

With new motivation and determination, you went back to work.

#

With a deep sigh, you got ready to finally leave the office. Even though you got off on time, the thought of using public transportation made you grumble. Usually, you might have ended up calling Izumi to pick you up, since he usually closed the shop for the day at that point, however, that wasn't an option now. Not after you left like that this morning.

Though, when you stepped out of the elevator and walked to the big front entrance, you saw a familiar silhouette through the glasses of the door and windows. Even though Tachibana came around the corner just in that moment and called for you, you didn't even realize. Too fixated, you rushed past him, your heels frantically clicking on the tile flooring as you pushed the doors open and…

Indeed, Izumi leaned against the car and waited for you. Once he looked up, a smile adorned his face and that's when you ran the last few meters just to throw yourself at him.

"I'm sorry. I was a jealous idiot and you were right about Tachib-" However, Izumi interrupted you when his hands gently tilted back your head so he could silence you with a kiss.

"I’m sorry too. I should have brought it up differently. And I'm sorry I didn't tell you about-" It was your time to silence him with a kiss, before you shook your head.

"It's fine. Really."

Then you hugged each other tightly. Izumi, nor you cared about the fact that you stood right in front of your office building and in the middle of the streets. Rather…when Miyamura just glanced into the building's direction, he saw your boss; he stood at the front windows, watching you two. It took everything in Izumi to not do anything inappropriate, so he just resumed to hugging you tighter and kissing your cute little side profile. If your boss ever touched you again, he might not have been so tame though.

#

With tangled mouths, Izumi somehow managed to open your shared apartment door so he could pull you inside in a haste. Clumsily, you both stumbled through the entrance, mouths never apart as he swiftly kicked the door close. A muffled moan escaped your lips when your boyfriend pushed you against the now closed door. Though, you didn't resist, rather, you pulled him in even closer, your tongues entwined as his hands roamed your body. 

Izumi didn't even bother to open your blazer or blouse, instead, he opened the zipper of your pencil skirt and in one motion, he pulled it down so it pooled around your ankles.  You didn't even have time to take off your pumps had he already grabbed your leg and pulled it up.

"Is it okay?", he asked breathlessly, which only elicited a small giggle from you.

"Mmn." You nodded and hummed approvingly, your hands already working on the zipper of his jeans.

That was all Izumi needed. Once his own pants and boxers pooled somewhere around his knees, he needily pushed your underwear to the side (because he really couldn't be bothered to pull it down). 

With your help, he guided his aching cock into your dripping core, eliciting moans and grunts from you both. Miyamura filled you just the right way that it made you tremble. 

"Fuck… you're so wet. It's so good.", your boyfriend grunted between gritted teeth. And you could just whimper in agreement as he started thrusting relentlessly without letting you catch your breath for a moment. 

All you could do was grab onto him as Izumi moved his hips desperately and hard, grinding against that deepest spot inside you. Your back hit the apartment door and you were pretty sure neighbors could hear your moaning, despite your efforts to muffle it by burying your face in the crook of his neck.

"Izumi!! Izum- nghhgg, d-don't…I…", you tried to get through to your boyfriend and he did stop relentlessly attacking your g-spot for a second.

"Does it hurt?", he asked in between heavy gasps holding you firmly pushed against the door. Yet, he gently kissed the side of head, his voice full of concern when he whispered, "Want me to stop?"

Though you just shook your head and hugged him even tighter (if that was even possible), "N-no it just…feels too good…my voice…will- MNGHG!", you harshly bit your lip when Izumi angled his hips a certain way to thrust deeply into you.

"You're so cute.", he whispered, though a small smirk played around his lips which made you pout. And then, he was back to burying himself over and over into your dripping pussy. The noises from your needy and desperate love-making were loud and so erotic.

Even though you were embarrassed that you stood at the front door, going at it like rabbits, there was also something inside you that didn't care if anyone would hear. Right now, all you were capable of doing was to hang onto him and let that bliss sweep you both away.

#

"Haaahhh~", you let out a blissful sigh while you relaxed against him. Even though it was pretty crammed in the small bathtub, neither of you cared.

Compared to yesterday, it was a comfortable silence as you cuddled together. As Izumi littered kisses all over your shoulder and neck, your thoughts once again drifted back to how you felt yesterday and how unnecessary that stupid fight was.

"Izumi?"

"Mmn?"

"About yesterday…I really am sorry. You know, it's not that I don't trust you. It's just.. ", you fiddled with your fingers trying to find the right words. Thankfully, he waited for you and just squeezed your thigh gently.

"It's just, uhhmm, you know, sometimes I…I get kinda jealous thinking about how Hori was your first everything and…  that she got to have that all. I just wish I could have gotten to know you sooner and experience that with you …Ahhh just saying it out loud, it sounds so stupid. I'm really sorry." You shyly moaned at the end and buried your face in your hands.

For a moment, Miyamura didn't say anything, before a gentle laugh was heard. Squeezing you just a tad bit tighter, he nuzzled his head against your own before he said, "You're seriously adorable, (Y/n)."

"Mmmnnn don't say that… I'm really stupid.", you mumbled, though Izumi shook his head with a little chuckle.

"There is really nothing to worry about, (Y/n). She might have had a few of my first times, but definitely not all of them. The first time I'm living together with someone besides my parents, is with you. I’ve also never made a bento for someone before, but I couldn’t help myself when I saw how hard you were working and I love that you always compliment my cooking, it’s my little treasure.", he giggled and kissed the back of your hands until you finally lowered them so his beautiful blue eyes could stare directly into your soul, "And there are still many firsts to come…even now…”

"Eh? Wha-?" 

Though before you could even say anything else, his hand touched your cheek and pulled you in really close before he whispered in your ear, "Aishiteru."

When Izumi rose again, the look on your face was priceless. Your beautiful eyes opened wide, mouth opened in disbelief and the sudden heat from your cheek transmitted onto the palm of his hand made his heart jump in response.

You were truly speechless for a moment, but also so incredibly happy. Hence why you just couldn’t stop the tears from blurring your vision. Without hesitation, you hugged him tightly and so suddenly that the water in the tub overflowed, though you both didn’t care when you held each other close.

And then, you returned those words.

Just like that, Izumi’s cheeks also turned a cute shade of red as he quickly buried his face in the crook of your neck. Even though he just said it himself, hearing it back from the one he loved the most was truly… exhilarating and even Izumi had to fight back those tears of happiness.

That surely was a “first time” you didn’t even think about receiving any time soon, but it only made your heart melt more, knowing that you were the first in his life to hear those special words. And it wasn’t any different for Miyamura himself, because he had felt the urge to tell you for quite a while now, but never knew when and he didn’t just want to randomly say it one day. Though, it couldn’t have been a better timing than this. Because even if there were some bad days, at the end of it, you could be sure that the love you had for each other was like no other and there were still many first he wanted to experience together with you.

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all characters canonically under 18 are always aged up in nsfw scenarios ; english is not my native language so i apologize for any mistakes ;

#izumi miyamura #miyamura x reader #izumi x reader #smut #horimiya

[mxnaluv]

can i get nsfw alphabet izumi sena with A, B, K, U, W, and X?

Thank you so much for the request!!

Izumi Sena NSFW Alphabet

MDNI!!! 18+

Warnings: Sexual Themes

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) :

Izumi is loving during aftercare. With how he treats Makoto, he treats you the same way with extra love. He would bring you water and cuddle you afterward, and even offer to take a shower with you.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) :

His favorite body part on you is your waist. He loves to hold your waist during sex and loves how perfectly his hands fit on your waist (he also LOVES love handles)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) :

He has a worshipping kink. He loves to worship you and he loves when you worship him. He would often say things like "Your body is so perfect"

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) :

He would tease but in a loving way. He would never try to tease you in a way where he's being mean. He's very caring towards the people that he loves and you're no exception.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) :

Izumi loves when you wear revealing clothes but only for him. He loves the thought of only him getting to see your body in that way and would sometimes buy you lingerie.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Izumi is a grower he's 2 inches soft and 7 inches hard.

AN: I Love Izumi so much! I had so much fun writing for him and I might write more Izumi fics in the future :)

#izumi sena #izumi sena x reader #sena izumi #sena izumi x reader #izumi x reader #enstars izumi #enstars imagines #ensemble stars #ensemble stars smut

[ticklish-n-stuff]

Ler!Izumi x gn!reader

Hehehehehehe~ @practickles

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Izumi x reader (interpret as you wish)

Lee: reader

Ler: Izumi

Warnings: Tickles!

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The members of Knights had just finished their practice for today, or well... if you could even call it that with their usual shenanigans. They all went on their merry way except for Izumi, who noticed you were a bit out of it today.

You looked a bit spaced out so he walked beside you, trying to catch your attention.

"Oi, Y/n"

When you didn't respond, his face grew more annoyed.

"Hey, I'm talking to you" he poked your side which got you out of your trance, but also made you squeak. How embarrassing...

"I-Izumi! What's up?" you tried to seem casual, trying to ignore the slight heat radiating from your cheeks.

"What's up with YOU?" he crossed his arms. "You keep staring off into space and aren't acting like yourself". Then his voice grew softer "Is something bothering you?".

I guess there's no point in hiding it, you thought to yourself. You then proceeded to explain the thoughts and events that had been tormenting you that day, while he listened intently.

Once you finished speaking, Izumi pressed you against his chest. Wrapping you in a comforting hug. The sudden movement made you yelp in surprise. It wasn't often when you saw him being this soft, he had an image to uphold after all. But you couldn't help feel grateful at him for lowering his guard around you in your time of need.

"T-thanks..." you softly sighed as you nuzzled your face into his chest. He couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle at your actions as he held you.

"Now, are you done moping around? Or do I need to resort to more... drastic measures?~".

Uh oh, you knew that face very well. That smug smirk on his face and twinkle of mischief in his eyes always lead to trouble.

Before you could protest, his fingers made their way to your sides, drawing random patterns with his short nails.

"EEK—?!" you squealed in surprise, your whole body jumping from the sensation.

"Aww, still awfully ticklish?~" he cooed down at you as his fingers grazed up your rib cage. His fingertips softly digging between the bones.

"Gyah! S-shuhuhut!" you tried to protest while squirming around in his hug, although did nothing to stop him.

"Haha! You say that, but we both know you like it~" he whispered into your ear as he playfully scribbled his nails all over your back.

"NAHAHAHA! I-I CAHAHAN'T!" you shrieked in hysterics. Your cheeks all red and a smile that could split your face in half.

"Oh fine, stop being such a baby already" he chuckled as his fingers slowed to a stop. He then gave you a more gentle gaze "Are you feeling better now?".

You gave a shy nod, burrying your face once more against his chest.

"You can stay here for as long as you need..." he reassured sweetly as you basked in his warm embrace.

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I didnt proofread hahshajdhsj

#enstars #ensemble stars #tickle fic #enstars tickle #enstars tickle fic #ensemble stars tickle #ensemble stars tickle fic #enstars x reader #izumi sena #x reader #izumi x reader #ler!izumi #lee!reader

[uselessbard1031]

My Next Long Fic!

After many requests to further explore Firelord Izumi and what a relationship with her might be like, I have finally gotten far enough into my plotting to release the first chapter of my new Izumi fanfic: What Air is to Fire!

I hope you all enjoy! Thank you for following me through Burnout. I appreciate every one of you <3

#fanfiction #ao3 #fanfic #lok #burnout #writer #atla #writing #x reader #firelord izumi #izumi #izumi x reader #firelord izumi x reader #enemies to lovers #bodyguard romance

[kaveuh]

FROM A FELLOW IZUMI LIKER TO ANOTHER,,,, may I please request izumi x reader with a soft-spoken reader who is shy about PDA but constantly down horrendous for izumi so they usually do stuff like tugging on his sleeve or tapping his shoulder whenever they want his private attention,,,

IZUMI SENA WITH A SHY!READER

a/n: so we’re all just down horrendous for izumi huh..

honestly? he’s not that fond of pda, unless it’s around the rest of the knights members. if anything, the furthest he’d go is hold your hand or have his arm wrapped around your waist.

izumi finds it adorable how you can get flustered with the slighest touch ever HAHA. he could be brushing his hand slightly against yours and he’ll snap a picture of your bright, red face. (probably makes it his wallpaper too)

oh, and he knows you’re down bad… because you’re DOWN HORRENDOUSLY BAD behind close doors! izumi’s quite amused and would tease you non-stop 😭…

he gets kinda pouty knowing he can’t tease you about it in public or you’ll go nuts on him lol

it doesn’t matter where you are— whether that’d be accompanying izumi to practice, a shooting, anywhere, he’s willing to drop it the moment you tug on his sleeve. you’re just too adorable to resist, you know? izumi’s eventually dragging you away, either back home or somewhere a little bit more private.

it happens quite often, and he doesn’t mind! he likes giving you affection, and is more than willing to dote on you as long as you want him to hehe.

live love laugh izumi sena

#👤joun9o #izumi sena enstars #izumi x reader #izumi sena x reader #enstars x reader #ensemble stars x reader #ensemble stars #izumi #izumi sena #arashi narukami #leo tsukinaga #tsukasa souo #ritsu x reader #ritsu sakuma