#ken ryuguji angst

[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ Their hand slips - apology

❖ Character: Mikey, Nahoya, Draken

꒰ ͜͡➸The fight | ꒰ ͜͡➸Taiju/Hanma/Kazutora | ꒰ ͜͡➸Ran/Rindou/Sanzu

❖ Reader: genderneutral

❖ Wordcount: 2.4k

❖ Summary: What happens after their hand slipped? Can they fix your relationship?

❖ WARNINGS: Mentions of violence and reader getting hit once

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☰ Mikey:

When Sanzu finally reached you, your cheeks were stained by tears, your beautiful face was all puffy from crying over a man who didn't deserve you or your kindness. His hand reached for your wrist so you would stop walking away. „Please… Let me drive you home“ he mumbled softly, knowing all too well how you feel, given that he was in your shoes once when he was a child. You agreed to his offer and let the pink haired man drive you to your- now only Mikey's place. „I- i can't stay here Haru“ you mumbled when you stepped inside the place you once called home, now merely resembling four walls with a roof.

He understood exactly what you meant and helped you pack without another word shared between the two of you. Getting all your stuff out will also clear Mikey’s head, it will make him realize that his actions do in fact have consequences, leader of bonten or not. He has lost you and he needs to feel it to properly understand what this means.

Mikey was miserable, not only did he hit his head against the concrete floor numerous times, he even needed medical help because of it and his memory was lacking due to the repetitive impact of his skull against the floor. „You can’t see them Mikey… In fact, i don’t think you will ever see them again“ Kakucho said serious, wishing he could strangle Mikey for what he’s done to you when all you ever did was to care for him, when he was too busy to do so himself.

That night Mikey returned to a dark house, the smell of your lovely dinner didn't fill his senses when he entered and the bed was cold and empty. He hated every second of this, not believing that he actually hit you. It took him hours to fall asleep but his dreams weren’t soothing him either, waking up completely drenched in his own sweat and reaching for you, needing your loving embrace… Right, he hit you, you’re gone. The realization sat in and it felt like someone ripped his heart right out of his chest. When he touched his cheek he found it to be wet, tears slipping across them, it’s like yours did earlier at exactly the same spot. This was when Mikey knew he had to change, that he needs to get better in order to get you back into his life somehow.

Weeks went by and you got used to living with Sanzu, the thought of living completely alone felt like dying to you. Yet you never once heard of Mikey and neither did anyone else. Just when everyone assumed the worst, a bouquet of flowers with a small note attached arrived - addressed to you, by Mikey.

„My dearest love, please forgive me for what I’ve done. There are no words in any language to apologize and beg for your forgiveness, let alone to justify my behavior. If you find it in you to face me one last time, I would be eternally grateful. This sunday at the place we met, i will be there until it's dark - Forever yours, Manjiro“

You sighed heavily as you read the small card, unsure if you even want to see him again but it was Sanzu that convinced you into showing up with him together. Once the dreaded day rolled around you got ready and couldn't stop shaking the whole way there. When you arrived at the small bridge close to a shrine you were almost hiding behind the pink haired man who eventually pulled you in front of him so you could face Mikey. He would be there to protect you if Mikey acted out but the man standing in front of both of you was almost like a stranger to you. He was well put together, looking like he slept better and ate more… He almost looked happy but the heartbroken expression upon setting his eyes on your frame told you otherwise.

As if he suddenly forgot how to speak, his mouth was opening and closing like a fish on dry land, he just stood in front of you, his hands slowly reaching towards yours only to fall limp to his side. You gave him a chance to explain himself and apologize, listening to the man you still loved with all your heart. Mikey was a miserable pile at the end of it, eyes red and puffy as he sank down to the floor, mentally preparing himself to watch you leave a second time - What he didn't expect was your soft hand stroking his cheek and holding your hand out to help him up. „I can't just move on but i will forgive you. You’ve changed, i see that and i'm willing to give you a second chance to let you prove that you've changed“ You mumbled softly and Mikey nodded, understanding that you need time but he would give you all the time you need, wanting to prove that he's a better man now and that he truly loves you.

☰ Nahoya:

The moment you closed the door you immediately called Souya so he could come and pick you up, which he of course did - You were like a sister to him after all. Hearing you cry into his brother's shoulder just outside of his place broke his heart further, making him feel like he gets choked with barbed wire, only for this burning rage to boil up deep inside of him. During this rage he felt helpless, not able to understand how he could have done that, what made his brain think that this is a smart choice and this feeling of helplessness and utter sadness drove him to the brink of insanity, trashing his place.

When you arrived at Souyas place, which wasn't far away from your now ex-boyfriends, he made you some comfort food before sitting with you on the couch and just letting you cry and scream. He hated to see you this upset, unsure how he could even help you, so all he did was to be there for you and listen to everything you had to say or be the shoulder to cry on - he even let you choose all the plushies you want to cuddle with from his room in a desperate attempt to make you comfortable. While he despised Nahoya for what he's done, Souya would never say a bad thing about him to you, agreeing that what he did was disgusting but his brother isn't a monster and this was -hopefully- just a one time incident.

The peach haired man spent days inside his apartment before he even dared to show up at his restaurant again, looking like a shell of his former self and his signature smile had completely vanished, looking like a much sadder version of Souya. His skin wasn't as thick as it used to be, every little thing annoying him and getting him to explode but he tried not to let anyone see this part, punching bags of flour or rice in the back just to get this rage out of him. His past actions are always running through his mind, how he couldn't see what he had in front of him and always flirting around as if he would find anyone better, but you were there all along. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't understand how you even put up with him a single day of your life, how you saw the good in him when there wasn't anything to be seen.

From that day on other people became the least interesting thing to him, not even looking at the women anymore even if they so obviously flirted with him or tried to get his attention. On some days he just ignored them but when his nerves were starting to wear out he would snap at them to leave him alone, that he had a partner already. That's usually when the realization hit - he didn't, not anymore. Every night he returned to a cold bed and he swore that it got colder every night without you at his side.

Souya eventually had enough of the way he was beating himself up and the way you so religiously avoided the restaurant so you won't end up seeing him, but he had a plan, inviting you over as Nahoya was looking through the storage room. Of course the door accidentally locked itself when you went to get a bag of rice for the blue haired man, almost jumping out of your skin when Nahoya was in there as well. Great. The last person you wanted to see was locked in with you, making a mental note to drown Souya in his own Ramen once you get out of there.

The moment Nahoya took a step towards you, looking like a beaten puppy you took a can from your left and threw it right in his face. He didn't even try to stop the impact from happening, nor did he say anything to the cruel words spilling from your lips, knowing you were right. He did treat you terribly and he couldn't do anything but take everything you're giving him right now, deserving everything coming from you. “I never want to feel your disgusting hands on me again” you spat and as much as he acted like it didn't hurt, it felt like a knife to his heart but he understood and respected it, not moving at all as you threw everything at him - words, objects, it didn't matter to him.

Only when you ran out of ammunition, you felt helpless and trapped, tears staining your beautiful face as you started to cry which gave him the last blow. He sank down to his knees, approaching you like a broken man “I don't want anyone but you” he whispered as he wiped away the tears despite the fight you were putting up with and swatting his hands away. The sound of your sobs filled the room but you weren't alone, the once so happy man hasn't been the same since the incident, crying with you now as promises spill from his lips, promising to be better and that he can be the man you need if you just give him one more chance and as much as you wanted to hate him - you just couldn't. Next to that, Souya probably won't let you two out until everything is okay again.

So all you can do is sniffle and nod, a frown appearing on your face again upon seeing the black eye slowly forming due to your attack on him moments ago. “I guess we're even now” you whisper as you press the softest kiss on his closed eyelid.

☰ Draken:

Draken didn't want you to leave, that was the last thing he ever wanted and he could feel his heart clench in time with the door falling shut as he sank to his knees. The wave of emotions that came over him was too much to handle, fear, heartache, anger, sadness… His hands brought pain to others from time to time but never to you. The way he lost control over his own actions was what made him so angry with himself but once these initial emotions ebbed off, it was as if a veil of fog was lifted and he clearly saw just how poorly he has been treating you these past few weeks. Emma's death day creeping closer left him feeling on edge but it was no reason to behave like a monster. The way he kept comparing you to her or the way he thought of Emma bouncing on his lap when it was in fact you left him feeling embarrassed, humiliated of his own mind. It was enough to disgust himself, a fist connecting with the sturdy wall at each mistake he made over the past week.

He spent the night tossing and turning in bed until he gave up on sleeping to tend to his beloved punching bag to punish himself for hurting you. How could he have compared the person he loved with his whole heart to his ex - no matter the circumstances she left and he knew that he had to fix this, to let go of the woman haunting his mind.

In the morning Draken peeled himself from the floor where he eventually fell asleep and made his way to Emma's grave, wanting to let go for real this time but he didn't expect to see you sitting in front of the tombstone with tear stained eyes, having a conversation with his former girlfriend. You were begging Emma to let him move on, to let go of him and that you would never try to replace her but that he deserves to be happy, even if that's without her - but as long as her claws are so deeply anchored in his heart, he won't ever be able to move on with you or anyone else.

It was breaking his heart further to see you there like this, begging at a grave for his happiness. “He is my happiness, Emma. You and your memory will always be honored but I can't watch him suffer like this much longer.” you sniffled as you got up and wiped your tears with the sleeves of your sweater.

Draken was a tall man and you felt his presence and without turning around you spoke up “I know you're here. Was hurting me not enough? You follow me now too?” you asked offended and in this moment he knew more than before that he needed to step up his game, deciding to come out of his hiding spot. “I know I'm the last person you want to see right now but I didn't expect to see you… here” he explained himself which made you laugh bitter. Eventually your eyes landed on his bruised and bloodied hands, knowing exactly what he's done the whole night and you hated to see the way guilt was written all over his face, knowing that this was just a stupid accident. “I don't expect you to forgive me but you deserve an apology” he said loud and clear, keeping the polite distance between the two of you.

“You're right, but I'm not sure if I can forgive you… but i'll try to” You said with a sad smile, willing to give him a second chance but Draken knew that if he mistreated you ever again you would be gone without a further word.

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[evourein]

LOVED YOU BETTER.

pairings ken 'draken' ryuguji x fem!reader

summary ever since your break up with your now ex-boyfriend, draken, you've been finding yourself more driven and competitive in figure skating than ever before to ease your mind. consequently being dubbed as "ms. triple axel" and deemed as one of the best in the new generation. but what if you reunite with draken during the japanese figure skating nationals, competing for the olympic spot?

genre modern au, fluff, crack, angst, figure skating au

warnings i'm still not funny, nsfw jokes, kms & kys jokes, strong language, injury mentions.

status ongoing!

taglist open! send an ask if you wanna be added <3

CHAPTERS!

your friends , draken's friends

001 - this is awkward.

002 - sick and twisted.

003 - tba!

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[heavenlyakin]

Ken Ryuguji x Reader

Minors DNI

barely edited so be nice to me. here’s some short vignettes of some draken content (angst) that’s been in my head but I can’t manage to put together a whole fic. It’s inspired by “Fast Car” by Tracy Chapman.

cw: unrequited love, implied emotional cheating, implied family issues.

——

His first touch felt like warm water rushing over your skin, spreading and soaking you to your core. It was everything you ever needed to feel with someone else. His arm heavy around your shoulders, his grin mesmerizing. The wind blowing your hair everywhere seemed to disappear as you looked into his eyes and felt safe for the first time in years.

“Where do you want to go?” He asked, his voice as beautiful as the song on the radio.

“Anywhere,” you answered truly meaning it. You’d follow him to the ends of the earth.

—

The apartment was nothing to brag about but it was yours and his. Finally a home to calm your own and with the one you loved. It’d been talked about for a little over a year, something you both wanted. You’re saved every penny you could to afford the deposit and first months rent, now you just prayed you’d be able to keep it.

“What’s wrong, love?” Ken asks, picking up immediately on the stress you’re putting on yourself.

“Oh nothing, just wondering how we’ll afford this place.” You laugh, rolling your shoulders back to loosen the tightness that has built up over the last hour or so of worrying.

“We’ll manage it,” he kisses the top of your head, his fingers tangling in yours and pulling you closer. “We always do.”

—

“Just fix it, please! We need you!” Your sisters voice, cracking as she talks, continues to beg you.

“I just don’t understand what I can do from here, I’m so sorry.” You hang up before the guilt eats you alive.

“——-,” your name from Ken’s lips drags your attention away from your cell phone. Fuck, it’s 3 a.m.

You wipe your eyes and sniffle before turning to look at him. “I’m sorry I woke you up, it’s just… my sister. She called again. I’m scared for her,” you tell him.

He sits up, pulling you to his chest. “Shhh, it’s okay. You can’t save everyone, baby.”

—

Your eyes itch as you start to unlock the door to your apartment. You hear laughing as it opens and notice a group of guys and one blonde girl sitting on your couch. Your eyes narrow to see who everyone is but you give up. After picking up a double at work, you really can’t be bothered to scold him for having people over before asking you if it would be okay.

“Hey!” Mikey’s familiar voice greets you as you make int through the kitchen and into the living room.

“Hi,” softly you answer. “Ken, can I chat with you for a second?”

—

Not much has changed. Your sister is still calling you even though you’re halfway around the world and Ken can’t keep a job. You’ve been promoted at least and can take care of everything but it’s wearing on you.

As you’re thinking about him, he stumbles in the apartment, laughing as he picks his keys off the floor. You don’t react, just turning your tv show’s volume up a few notches. He ignores you, going straight to your bedroom and you turn the volume back down.

Your eyes well up, the smell of alcohol and perfume wafting in the apartment now. You don’t have the energy to ask where he’s been, honestly some small part of you is beginning to not care. You just can’t find it in you to ask him to leave yet.

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[tojisbbg]

❈ 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 ❈

❝one day i will stop falling in love with you, some day, someone will like me like i like you.❞

♡ manjiro sano ♡

pt.1, pt. 2

a/n: highly requested for pt. 2!! you ask and i shall deliver 😌

content: mikey x reader (y/n), very heavy angst, right person wrong time, you’re mikey’s childhood friend, he’s getting married (lolz), not grammatically checked/edited

...

it was currently seven in the evening, the newlyweds bid the last couple of guests goodbye. throughout the whole event, mikey tried his very best to plaster on the most convincing smile he possibly could to mask the chaos going on inside him. 

there was never a second where you’ve left his mind, ghosting through every lane in his brain as he couldn’t focus on anything but you. he felt guilty, knowing that perhaps his marriage wasn���t going to last as long as he had hoped for. 

“better invite us to the housewarming party, sano. your wife’s cookies are no joke.” pah nudged mikey, a small laugh leaving his chapped lips as he faintly nodded his head. mikey watched pah walking towards the door before suddenly stopping, watching as his friend bent down to fix the bottom of his wife’s dress. the hopeless boy couldn’t help but watch, observing the affection and love reciprocating between pah and his wife, before they both left together. 

in the back of his mind, the memory of you zipping up his jacket properly during the cold winter season, lending him your scarf and making sure that he was all warm and snuggled up was fresh in his mind. you always made sure that he never got sick and when he did, you would ditch everything in your agenda to make it your business to nurse him back to health. 

no one has ever cared for him like you have and mikey knew what he had to do. 

“honey?” the voice of his wife awakened him from his train of thoughts, turning his head to the side as he was met with a warm smile. god, he felt so guilty for what he has done and was about to do. 

“yeah?” he responded, waiting for her to ask.

“i was thinking that the two of us could have a small movie night when we get home.” she suggested, eyes twinkling with hope as mikey gulped harshly. 

home.

they bought a house together and planned to live there forever until time was up. but, he always wished that it was you instead. mikey couldn’t bare to look her in the eye, clearing his throat as he tried to think of an excuse. 

“it’s been a long day, you must be tired. i’ll drop you home and go over to ken-chin’s place since he suddenly left and isn’t answering my calls. get some rest, okay?” he lied straight through his lips, and his poor wife was too naive and quickly sympathized with it. 

“of course, i hope him and y/n are okay. let me know what happens, hm?” suddenly, she wrapped her arms around him, making him freeze. 

it felt so wrong, like he was being suffocated. mikey didn’t like this one bit at all, it felt too new and unpleasant. he’s been with ___ for a couple years by now and these things were never an issue. yet, after your sudden confession, the regret of not coming clean to his feelings years back ate him alive. 

“hm, let’s go.” mikey gave her a smile, placing a hand on her back as he led her out of the church. 

the drive to his house was not very long, giving him enough time to quickly slip out of the annoying suit as he slipped on a pair of jeans and a flannel. he saw his wife sitting on the couch, a small bag of chips in her hands as she munched on the salty snack while watching a rom-com movie. she noticed him and gave him a wave, making mikey want to rip his hair out as he just wanted to tell her the truth. 

but, he wasn’t ready yet. 

he walked over to her and place a faint kiss on her forehead before looking down at her. 

“i’ll be back soon.” mikey assured, making her nod as she watched his figure walk out of the front door. 

the ride to the brothel was about thirty minutes, making mikey curse on why he bought a place that had to be so far. the urgency to see you grew stronger and stronger with every light and block he passed. mikey quickly parked his car after arriving in front of the brothel before rushing out to go up to the floor where you and draken lived on. 

the elevator dinged and he stepped off, now standing in front of your door. his breathing became irregular, anxiety swallowing him up whole. all the possibilities of you hating him and banishing him away from your life scared him to death. a shaky fist came up to the wooden door, knocking twice. 

the door opened, revealing his tall best friend, staring down at him with a death stare that made chills run down his spine. 

“ke-”

“what do you want?” draken brashly cut him off, making mikey’s lips agape as this sudden behavior from his right-hand man was completely unexpected. surely he knows that you might’ve ranted to draken about whatever happened between you two, but usually draken doesn’t like to get involved in neither your or mikey’s personal life. 

“i just came to see y/n and talk with her, five minutes is all i’m asking for.” mikey chewed on his lower lip, eyes sternly on his shoes as he couldn’t bare to see his friend look at him with such hate-filled eyes. draken bitterly laughed, making mikey wince in pain as he knew that this was going to be bad.

“oh, so now you wanna see her, huh? you disappeared for nine fucking years, sano. nine damn years! you didn’t care about my little sister at all, whether she was alive or dead. did she tell you that she fell sick from not eating because she was looking for you? how she couldn’t sleep a single night in peace ‘cause she thought you were dead? of course not, you were too busy being blind and fucking some other bitch.” draken yelled through gritted teeth, making mikey look up at him with anger. 

“mind your fucking words, don’t call ___ a bitch.” the shorter spat out, tension growing between the both. 

“how rude of me, i forgot that you were a gentleman. well then, goodnight.” draken scoffed, attempting to close the door before a foot lodged into the remaining space. 

“please, all i’m asking for is five minutes.” mikey begged, tears welling in his eyes. 

“you had nine years to talk to her, but you didn’t. there is no five minutes, mikey.” the taller spoke, voice know cracking as mikey’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion. 

“w-what do you mean? where’s y/n? don’t just stay quiet, answer me!” he grabbed onto draken’s arms, only to have it harshly ripped away from his grasp. 

“she’s dead! y/n is dead, my sister is gone.” the tears that draken has been holding on since mikey has arrived came flooding down, as he glared at his best friend with bitterness. 

the words kept on repeating inside of mikey’s mind, taunting him as it felt like time has stopped. for some reason, it felt as if his body turned into stone, he couldn’t move. suddenly, a wave of rage began to build up, making him grit his teeth before balling his fists. anger clouded his sight as all he saw was red, eyes darkening.

“you piece of shit!” mikey bellowed, lunging towards draken before landing a hard punch on his jaw. remi screamed in horror, panicking as she saw both men breaking out into a violent fight. 

“you knew about her tumor! you fucking knew and you didn’t tell me?! what kind of a fucking friend are you, traitorous jackass!” mikey continued to throw endless amounts of punches on draken’s face, receiving some back as well, but no matter how hard draken hit, he felt numb. 

“stop!” remi yelled, before throwing her shoe at mikey’s head, making him wince at the stinging pain the heel left. draken was on the ground, breathing heavily as he shoved the smaller figure on top of him to the side. 

“do you think that beating each other to death will bring y/n back? do you think she’ll be happy? huh?!” the girl sobbed, landing a hard slap on each of their cheeks as both draken and mikey looked down at the floor in shame. 

“her death was inevitable, that tumor was a ticking bomb. she’s finally free from those painful chemo sessions, headaches, vomiting and seizure episodes. she won’t suffer anymore.” remi sadly smiled, body trembling as draken pulled her into his chest. 

“i deserved to know, she was my other half.” mikey lowly spoke, tears pooling in his eyes, blurring his vision. 

“you didn’t deserve shit, sano. all y/n has ever done is love you with all her heart. you were her world, everything revolved around you. yet, you failed to notice that. what did you do instead? you fucking disappeared without a word. oh and even better, you found some chick too. you never cared about my baby sister, you didn’t! so stop acting like the victim here.” draken sneered, meeting mikey’s teary eyes as he grew quiet.

“i was trying to protect her, i was afraid that my presence in her life would do more harm than good. i was scared that one day something bad would’ve happened to her because it involved something to do with me. i couldn’t risk it, that why i even disbanded toman.” mikey explained, breaking out into a painful cry as his heart bled. 

“did you even love her?” draken questioned, watching the man in front of him choke on tears. 

“god, i loved her to the moon and back! she was all that i could think of every second that i breathed. if i knew sooner, then i would’ve never left. i would’ve never been a coward, i’d stay by her side to protect her. i could’ve had more time!” mikey yelled in agony, making draken grab a hold of him. 

“it would’ve never been enough! y/n didn’t tell you because she knew that it would’ve destroyed you.” draken hugged him, patting his back as remi joined them both as well. 

after a few minutes, draken decided to take remi outside for a small walk, feeling like they needed some fresh air. this gave mikey some time to go see you. he hesitated for a bit, not being able to face you even though you were long gone. but, he eventually mustered up the courage and opened your door. 

there, you laid on the bed like a pretty flower, your skin pale as snow due to the life in you being drained out. 

“i know you told me that you didn’t wanna see me again, but i missed you. i don’t wanna let you go, y/n. i can’t live without my other half, i love you so much.” he cried, stroking your cold face as his tears fell on your cheek. 

if only he knew, he would’ve cherished you longer. 

---

mikey walked inside his house, eyes swollen from crying in the car, nearly getting into an accident twice from his blurred vision. 

he saw his wife with a teary face, her friend my her side rubbing her back. the both of them noticed his appearence, and instead of a look of relief, the both of them looked angry. 

mikey stood in his place, watching his wife rise from her spot and walking towards him before landing a harsh slap on his face. 

“you fucking cheater! you don’t love me, i was your escape route. you love y/n, don’t you?” she asked, voice becoming shaky as she looked at mikey through glossy eyes. 

mikey remained quiet, and there she got her answer. 

“i knew it, i knew it! yet i still had some trust and hope within you that my guts were wrong. that maybe those little gestures you both gave each other was nothing but platonic. i was wrong, you and that two-faced bitch lied to me!” she screamed in agony. 

“watch you mouth! you don’t get to call her that, you heard me? everything that she has ever done for anyone was nothing but a selfless act. you don’t know her.” mikey said through gritted teeth, making his wife scoff. 

“yeah? well, you can now go back to her and continue to kiss her mighty ass ‘cause i want a divorce.” she sternly said, crossing her arms over her chest before walking to the door with her friend. 

“i’ll get you the papers by next week.” mikey bluntly said, not even trying to fight or defend himself. he was tired and he didn’t want to live in an unhappy marriage for the rest of his life knowing that his heart belonged to you and only you. 

“why? i wish to cut my ties with you as soon as possible.” she said with disgust laced in her tone. 

“because i have to attend y/n’s funeral.” mikey deadpanned, making his wife’s mouth gape open. 

“huh, guess karma is real. that’s what you get, sano.” his wife’s best friend taunted, making his now ex-wife giggle. 

“i’ll come tomorrow to get my stuff. i can’t stand to stay here for another minute. also, i hope that two-faced bitch burns in hell.” she cockily said before heading out the door, slamming it shut. 

---

it’s been about a month since you’ve died and mikey hasn’t visited your grave yet. he was there for your funeral, seeing how draken never requested the morgue people to not take off the promise ring you both have on your pinky finger. but, he didn’t stay for the burial. 

mikey sat on the bench by the river, sighing as he fished out the pack of cigarettes he bought earlier. he opened the lid, plucking one of them out before placing it on his lips. as he brought his lighter closer to the end of the cigarette, your voice echoed in his mind. 

“see, much better than cigarettes. but i was being serious, mikey, i don’t wanna see those near your lips or reach ever again. swear on my life?”

he took it out, placing it back in the package. mikey stood up, walking towards the garbage can before throwing out the pack of cigarettes. 

mikey decided that it was time to see you.

he reached your grave as you were buried in the nearest cemetary, easy for your sibling to visit you on the weekends. mikey sat in front of your tombstone, placing the cup of chocolate pudding on the ground. 

“felt like you wanted some.” he smiled, opening up his own as he took a scoop of the sweet treat in his mouth. 

“how did i do it, y/n? how did i live all those years without you? now that you’re gone, i feel suffocated. it feels like i’m falling in this bottomless pit with no one to save me.” mikey’s voice broke, tears stinging his vision as he bit his lips to conceal a choked out cry that itched to leave his throat. 

“you just have to find happiness again, mikey.” a soft voice spoke from behind him, the familiarity of the tone set chills all over his body. he turned around, eyes widening in shock as he couldn’t believe it. 

“y/n?” he called out, but it was barely a whisper. mikey knew that you were dead, and that perhaps he was going insane, but he didn’t care. 

you smiled at him, taking a seat in front of him as you grabbed the chocolate pudding he brought for you. 

“are you real?” mikey finally mustered up the courage to ask, making you chuckle as you grabbed his hand. your flesh was cold, making him intertwine his fingers with yours in an attempt to give you some of his warmth. 

“it’s time to let me go, mikey. you have to live, travel, start a family and just be happy; without me.” your eyes held so much sadness and depth, it no longer twinkled with hope like before, making his heart ache. 

“i can’t. i need you by my side, y/n. please, come back.” he begged, shaky hands coming up to cup your face. tears began to stream down his face as he softly cried, making you sigh as you pulled him in a hug. 

“do you remember our first meeting?” you asked, gently stroking his hair as he nodded. 

“i told you, there’s too much love in this world to be consumed by regret or grief. i’m not saying that you shouldn’t grieve, but you have to pick yourself up and continue with the rest of your life eventually. that’s what i want, mikey.” you spoke, making him look at you with glossy eyes. 

“if only i knew sooner, i would’ve done things so much more differently.” mikey sniffled, making you shake your head in disagreement. 

“that’s why i didn’t tell you. my condition would’ve consumed you and i didn’t want that. i didn’t die in vain, i died knowing that i had a loving family and person who loved me for who i am. i’m happy, mikey and it’s time that you find that happiness too.” you assured, kissing his forehead as small drops of rain began to fall. 

“i envisioned a happy life with you, with one or maybe two little kids running around our house. ken-chin and remi visiting us on christmas, road trips and so much more. i’ll wanted to marry you, y/n! you’re the only girl that i have ever loved, the one my heart belongs to.” mikey broke down, trembling as the rain drenched him. you couldn’t help but let a few of your own tears fall, watching the man that you love crumble to pieces. 

“then marry me, sano.” you looked at him with adoring eyes, making him shoot you a confused look. you took off the promise ring on your pinkie before handing it to him. he took off his as he placed it in your palms, eyes never leaving yours. 

he slid on the ring on your ring finger as you did the same to him. mikey gave you a soft smile before caressing your cheek.

“god, i love you so much.” mikey mumbled under his breath, leaning in for a kiss. you accepted it, and for some reason, your lips felt warm and soft. 

“i love you too, which is why i need you to live for me. i’ll always be here with you mikey, somewhere safe and sound.” you placed a hand over his heart, making him cry harder as he nodded. 

“okay. i’ll try, for you.” he offered you a broken smile, kissing your hands as you hummed. 

“goodbye, mikey.” you said, and it made his heart drop. 

“wait! don’t leave just yet! ple-”

but it was too late because now it was just him who sat alone by your grave. mikey saw that the pudding he got for you was gone, making him believe that the vision or ghost of you was in fact real. 

you came back to him, even if it was for a moment. 

mikey knew that he had to give his life a chance, a chance that you never got. which is why he promised to live to the fullest for you. 

---

big flashing lights nearly blinded the famous race car driver as he cleared his throat, waiting for the interviewer to bombard him with questions. 

“mr. sano! what a pleasure to have you here, thank you for joining us today.” the woman politely said, making mikey give her a small smile. 

“the pleasure’s all mine, thank you for having me.” mikey smoothly replied, making the crowd swoon. for a man that was pushing his mid-thirties, mikey looked amazing, without a doubt. his voice was crisp and honey-like, making it hard for people to resist him. 

not to mention the generous heart he has. 

the interview was pretty long, consisting of questions that made mikey talk about his childhood, goals and inspirations. until the burning question hit him like a truck. 

“mr. sano, you’ve got quite a fanbase.” the interviewer started off, being cut off by the loud squeals of mikey’s fangirls, making him chuckle. 

“we all want to know, are you single?” the question pondered in his head, but mikey knew the answer and didn’t hesitate. 

“i’m not, actually.” he revealed, making people gasp and scream from shock. 

“who’s the lucky girl if i may ask?” the interviewer continued to ask for further information. mikey smiled, thinking about the only woman that will ever own his heart. 

“my best friend, y/n. she’s my wife who unfortunately passed away a few years ago due to an inoperable brain tumor. she’s the love of my life and i miss her every day. i funded the research foundation for inoperable brain tumors in memory of her. she’s the biggest inspiration in my life and i hope she’s happy when she watches over me.” mikey spoke into the mic, making the crowd briefly go silent before a loud wave of claps echoed through the room. 

“you’re a great man, mr. sano, i’m sure your wife is very proud of you. she sounds like an amazing woman.” the interviewer offered a consoling smile. 

“she was. y/n was brilliant, she was smart and talented in almost every aspect. she’s my other half, which is why it made it hard for me to learn how to live without her after she passed away. but, she always told me how there was too much love in this world and i shouldn’t be consumed by grief. so, i picked myself back up and started something to give other people hope for a better tomorrow.” mikey explained, seeing how the audience was in tears from his heart-touching words. 

for a breif moment, mikey saw you amongst the crowd. his eyes widened, seeing you in a beautiful cherry sundress, similar to the one you wear every summer in high school. you were clapping and you blew him a kiss, to which he caught as his eyes teared. 

mikey knew that he would never stop falling in love with you and that he would let you break his heart over and over again. 

because his heart belong to you and only you. 

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[missyandthemisfits]

Tokyo Rev X Apathetic!GNReader

 

Part I of Who The Fuck Really Knows

Manjiro ‘Mikey’ Sano 

He’s a weird one so he is absolutely overjoyed to find you’re generally lacking in enthusiasm, even in the face of what appears to be great danger. 

See, it was raining and Mikey was speeding on his bike and cut a corner insanely fast without slowing down at all, eyes widening as his headlights spotted you suddenly in the darkness. He maneuvers past you in the nick of time but manages to flip his bike – luckily there wasn’t any serious damage, just some scratches here and there, to him and the bike. 

“You alright?” suddenly you were kneeling over his blinking form but he’s still deciphering in his mind what happened. He sits up with ease and glances over your form to make sure you were okay. To his surprise, you blinked back at him, face devoid of any trace of panic or worry. He leaned in a bit.

“I’m alright…you weren’t scared?” You glance at the ground for a bit, humming to yourself. 

“…Yea, kind of.”

“Kind of?” He parrots before bursting out in laughter, doubling over. You wait patiently for him to finish and he smiles at you. 

“What’s funny?” 

“You! I like you, what’s your name?” 

He’s hooked on you like a drug from then on, incredibly entertained by your presence. No one quite understands the connection, not even Draken, but they accept it nonetheless. 

He develops significant feelings pretty early on but he doesn’t really realize those feelings until his entire mood sours at the sight of some rando from Division 2 flirting with you. His brow furrows, his eyes narrow, and his jaw tightens. 

He saunters over, hands in his pockets with a dangerous smile playing on his lips, calling out the squad member’s entire name to get their attention. They glance over before standing in attention for Mikey, who grants the boy a close-eyed smile this time. 

“Beat it.”

You had never seen anyone take off so fast and you and Mikey watch until he’s out of sight. He turns to you with one of his genuine smiles, excited again but you raise a brow. 

“Is something wrong, Mikey? You feeling okay?”

“I am now.” He grabs you hand and tugs gently, grin widening at your blushing face, “C’mon, let’s go get ice cream!” 

“Isn’t it still Winter?”

“I don’t see your point, (Name).” 

Ken ‘Draken’ Ryuguji 

Does he think it’s weird? Maybe a little.

Does it stop him from being a gentleman? Absolutely not. 

He met you in Primary School. You were drawing food in the sand with a stick and what he assumed was a bored expression. He had nothing better to do honestly, so he approached you, hand on his hip. 

“Hey.” You looked up, blinking with a nod.

“Hey.” You kept eye contact for moment longer then returned your gaze to the ground. His sweat-dropped.

“Uh…what are you doing?” he tried again.

“Drawing eggs to go with the bacon.”

“Uh-huh…” Another moment went by. “Are you lonely or something?” You shook your head immediately.

“No. I don’t really get lonely a lot. I actually prefer it like this...” You paused, “You’re okay though.” 

“Um-,” he found himself blushing a bit, “Thanks, I guess?” 

And you were friends from then on. 

You had many girls try and fail to bully you throughout the years he noticed, but you never really responded how they expected, ultimately scaring them off. It was kind of impressive honestly, he’d never seen someone get scared off by well…complete disregard. Well, that some stupid rumor that you were some kind of witch. 

He’d gotten to know you pretty well though, noticing the subtle changes in your nearly absent mood gradually over the years. He inserted the quarter into the machine, grabbing a Strawberry milk for himself and your signature coffee. Making his way over to the bench, he handed you the beverage before flopping back into his seat beside you, arms slung over the back of it as he peered at you fidgeting fingers.

“Tell me what’s bugging you, (Name). Doesn’t do you any good to hide it, you know that.” 

You gripped your drink tighter, eyes burning and threatening to spill fresh tears. 

How did he always know?

Takashi Mitsuya 

Knows you have a hard time not only expressing your emotions but feeling them in what society feels is a “normal capacity” – and couldn’t give a shit about what everyone else had to say about it. You were his dear friend, more than that honestly, but he hadn’t exactly gotten around to confessing-

He’d be lying if he said his nerves didn’t play a part, but he wasn’t scared really. More like…he didn’t want to ruin the dynamic if you didn’t feel the same way. He’d be there for you regardless but the last thing he wanted to do was scare you off or make things awkward. 

It didn’t exactly help that you were in the same class as him, just a few seats away.

You had gotten acquainted through cleaning duty of all things, him being placed on it for being tardy, you being placed on duty because you’d forgotten you homework assignment at home. It was a weeklong punishment but honestly, he wished it had been longer. 

“Kinda sucks we got this gig, huh?” he started with a smile, you blinked over with a shrug.

“Not really. I kind of like cleaning.” He glances back a forth from the desk to your face. You almost sounded sarcastic but he had a feeling you meant what you said, that the tone he registered was just your normal speaking voice.

“Oh yeah? There a reason for that?” He attempted to gauge your reaction to him making conversation and as far as he could tell, you didn’t seem to mind. You nodded.

“My family… isn’t home very often. Doesn’t take that long to do homework, so…I cook and clean a lot. Reading is fun too. Like an escape...” He stopped his movements completely and gave you a sincere look.

“I’m sorry.” You shook your head this time.

“No, it’s alright. I know you didn’t mean to offend. It’s just life, ya know?” You granted him a rare, soft smile - the first one he’d seen from you all semester. Honestly it made his heart skip a beat just to see it, determined from then on to try and make you smile more often. And he’d done a pretty decent job of that he thought.

Sighing, gathering his courage and his keys, he made his way out the front door. He gripped his phone in his pocket before slipping it out and dialing.

“Hey (Name), you busy? I know it’s getting late but would you mind meeting me outside your apartment building? There’s…something I feel you should know.”

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[drak3n]

THE BEST FRIEND

ꨄ. SYNOPSIS: perhaps you shouldn’t have waited so long.

ꨄ. CONTENT WARNINGS: unrequited love, mostly angst, hurt & some sort of comfort? best friends trope, one mention of murder at the beginning, a little bit of baji x reader

bold italic quotes = letter excerpts

PROLOGUE. | SERIES MASTERLIST.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.

“it’s impossible for anyone not to love you. has anyone ever told you that?”

there were times in which even a district like shibuya — always vibrant and full of life — was eerily quiet and void of people.

people you’d want to be around with, at least. people who made you feel safe roaming the streets at this hour. right now, you didn’t feel all too comfortable walking past streets with alleyways looking awfully sketchy.

every tiny sound made you walk faster than before, it be a cat scratching at a trashcan, a breeze howling against buildings, or leaves crunching under your shoes. you just wanted to get this over with and head back home into your trusted four walls.

you grunted as your ran face-first into someone you hadn’t seen, which you wanted to blame your terrible night vision for.

the figure didn’t move and you tried to stay calm. you uttered an apology and tried to rush past them, careful not to draw too much attention.

maybe they were just minding their own business. they didn’t have to be a murderer or anything.

“you shouldn’t be out here by yourself at this time,” the person suddenly called out. you halted. “someone got murdered right over there two days ago.”

the shiver that ran down your spine at the husky words was inevitable, your eyes darting over to where he pointed to show you the place was just a couple feet away from where you were standing. it didn’t help that the boy said it with so little emotion.

“thanks for telling me… i just really need to drop by at the nearest local duty pharmacy,” you responded. under the halfway functioning street light, you recognized a very tall boy, perhaps around your age, so 15 or 16 years of age.

the dragon tattoo on the side of his head drew your attention. it didn’t necessarily elicit bad thoughts, it just looked very unique.

“i’ll accompany you.” his offer took you by surprise; it wasn’t like you had been used to others being nice to you before. when he continued walking towards your destination, you quickly joined him, barely able to catch up with his long strides.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.

“how could a person be a best friend, mentor, older brother and father all at the same time? you made the impossible possible.”

hanging out with the boys was exhausting, to say the least. there wasn’t anyone you particularly disliked, but they could be a lot. you didn’t really mind that they were all part of a gang, all that mattered to you was that none of them had ever made a move to hurt you or others.

“i’m saying, that’s not how you solve that question!”

rolling your eyes at the first division commander discussing with you, you threw your arms in the air. you were currently all lounging off in the warehouse, with you having joined them after they had finished a meeting.

draken always insisted on you never, ever joining a meeting of the tokyo manji gang. he would never want you to get involved with their business.

“baji, are you seriously telling me i’m in the wrong?” you shoved your purple flip phone out of the pocket of your school uniform skirt, unlocking it to click onto the calculator function. “you must be stupid if you think that three times 24 is 72–”

the whole warehouse went quiet after that. blood rushed to your face, your entire head and ears feeling steaming hot as the brunette started laughing at you. the others were too immersed in their own thoughts to listen.

“who’s the stupid one now?” bending down to your height, baji flashed you his cocky smirk, revealing sharp canines. your eyes stung with tears of humiliation.

before he could tease you a little more, because you were so easy to tease, a hand shoved the boy with long hair back to create a distance between you and him. it was him.

“baji, that’s enough.” draken’s firm voice made said boy shrug and back off. “it’s just a dumb mathematical equation.”

when you sniffled and crossed your arms in front of your chest, turning away deliberately to hide your embarrassed self from the others, a palm settled on the top of your head.

looking up, you saw draken grinning down at you ever so gently.

“don’t worry about it, everyone makes mistakes.”

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.

“i failed to tell you. i thought my actions would be enough to prove what i felt. perhaps you knew all along, but decided not to talk about it. you were always thoughtful and considerate. but i wasn’t special.”

it was a gloomy day for you today. you were excited to see draken, putting in a lot of effort while getting ready and wearing one of your best outfits, just to see that he hadn’t joined the otherd at the usual group hangout today.

“wasn’t it emma’s birthday today?” mitsuya recalled. mikey wasn’t there either. unbeknownst to you, baji’s eyes wandered to look at how you’d react.

as someone who wore her heart on her sleeve, you were terrible at masking how you felt. he didn’t miss the way your face fell.

draken and emma were always close to each other. of course they were, as her brother and draken have been inseparable since middle school. you couldn’t compare to her. you’d just met him not even two years ago.

you were slowly realizing that despite him doing a lot for you and always being there for you, you perhaps didn’t mean as much to him as emma did.

after all, draken was nice to everyone.

“someone’s grumpy,” baji commented slyly, and this time, you didn’t have it in you to bicker with him. this time, there was no draken to tell him to stop either.

the two missing blondes joined you hours later, with mikey nudging his taller vice’s side teasingly while talking about how sly kenny was for having found that plushie emma had wanted for the longest time.

it made your mood even more sour than it already was, and you pondered about an excuse to leave, wanting nothing more than to curl up in bed and forget about it.

forget about your stupid feelings for someone whose heart was already taken, and who saw you as nothing more than a friend.

“hey (f/n), that’s a pretty outfit,” mikey commented, “you going somewhere?” draken glanced down at you curiously while you forced a tight-lipped smile on your face. you inwardly thanked the leader of toman for saving you like this.

“yeah. i’ll see you guys.”

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.

“would things have been different if i’d just confessed to you while i still had the time? it would have been selfish. she was the first to know and love you, after all.”

ken and mikey had dropped out of high school at 17. they had big plans of opening a workshop for cars and motorcycles. by the time you graduated high school, they already had their small, cozy shop. toman was no more, and everything was well.

objectively speaking, it was. but subjectively? you weren’t too sure about that.

by the time you entered the italian restaurant, the table that caught your eyes was already pretty crowded. it wasn’t a surprise anymore, you were always late, after all.

too late. those two words echoed in your head as you looked at emma and draken sitting next to each other, her blushing feverishly when he removed something from her hair.

that could have been you.

“let’s go.” hearing baji’s voice behind you surprised you, and even more did it to feel his hand on your back, guiding you towards the table. as much as he was a jerk, you didn’t believe he did it out of ill intent to humiliate you.

the hours went by, and you had all eaten to your hearts’ content, now exchanging light jokes and future aspirations to one another. emma mentioned wanting to be a housewife, and the ken getting married to her made you want to throw up everything you’d eaten today.

“how about you?” mitsuya asked you, who had talked the least tonight. “any plans for college?” you smiled awkwardly when you felt draken’s eyes on you.

he had always wanted you to go all the way with your education, having supported you whenever he could. you were more than thankful for that.

“i actually got an admission for law in osaka.” the blonde sitting right across from you smiled so brightly, and you were sure it would have made you melt if emma didn’t have her head on his shoulder.

it was almost childish how you had tried to interpret every single of draken’s actions as a possible chance for something to develop between you two. your chances were long gone.

you had never stood one to begin with.

“i knew you could do it! you were always a smart girl.”

his compliment made you feel worse than it should have.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.

“you told me to go and pursue my dreams. i knew that if you had told me to stay, i would have. how idiotic of me, right? i ended up leaving and letting you slip from my grasp without you ever having been in it.”

after moving away for college, you hardly visited tokyo anymore. and to be quite honest, you preferred that. it was good to stay away from the source of what had drained you for so long.

draken hadn’t taken advantage of your feelings for him, no. he was the last person on earth who’d be willing to do that. but that didn’t mean it hurt any less to be trapped in a web of unrequited love.

you were in your fourth year of law school when an invitation laid in your mailbox. you just knew from the second you looked at the envelope without even opening it. it was exactly what you’d anticipated it to be.

a marriage invitation, for you to join ken ryuguji and emma sano for the most important day of their lives. you stood in front of the mailbox, staring at the piece of pretty paper for at least twenty minutes, as if it was ever going to change.

he was going to get married. not to you.

all of your dreams of walking down the aisle in a pretty, white dress, approaching him with his sweet smile, crushed to bits and pieces.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.

“i have never wished you anything else but happiness, and i still do. she makes you happy, and that’s all i could have ever asked for. i saw it in your eyes that day. you never looked at me like that.”

the wedding reception was nothing short of beautiful. catered to everyone’s tastes, it left nothing to the imagination.

the wedding of your dreams had always looked like this.

it was bittersweet how another woman was going to live that dream to the fullest, with the man of your dreams, at that.

thankfully, you weren’t left alone with your thoughts while you waited for the couple to come to the rented hall after they would get lawfully wedded. mitsuya and his sisters kept you company, making sure to recommend you everything they had tried at the enormous buffet.

“pretty sure they’re coming now,” mitsuya informed you as he stared at his wristwatch. you gulped and looked into your glass of soda.

oh what you wouldn’t have given to be in her shoes, taking on his last name… waking up next to him every single day, having his children.

you felt absolutely and utterly horrible. like all those years you’d spent away from this had caught up to you, leaving you to drown in your unrequited feelings.

before you could excuse yourself to the bathroom and ruin your perfectly done makeup by indulging in a five-minute breakdown, you were stopped by a hand finding your shoulder. it felt as if life was sucker-punching you in the gut once again.

“hey, baji.” your voice was low, and you didn’t notice mitsuya leading his sisters away from the table. his formerly wild, brown hair was much shorter now, tied up in a ponytail, and he wore a dark gray tuxedo.

when he opened his mouth, you shook your head. “i can’t take any teasing today. i mean it.”

your words weren’t even harsh, you just sounded exhausted. his grin disappeared, soon replaced by a frown. “i’m aware,” baji stated, “i couldn’t have attended if i was you.”

with a raised brow, you stared at him to explain what he meant. “i’ve known since back then.” you looked down, pursing your lips to stop them from trembling and giving it all away. you were asking to change the topic until the two would enter through the door and make your mood plummet entirely.

baji knew you better than you could have guessed. so this time, instead of poking fun at you, he actually tried to make you feel better

“by the way, i’m moving to osaka for med school for the next semester. i finally got in.”

it still stung when you saw draken and emma entering the hall hand-in-hand. you couldn’t compare that sting to any other kind of physical pain you’d endured in your life, it felt worse than broken limbs or a cut that needed to be stitched.

but he was happy, the way you never saw him be. he had never smiled as purely as he did when he danced with his wife, kissing the back of her hand that now adorned a ring to bind them to each other forever.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.

“i’m sending this letter even after it all. even though i know i’m too late. don’t get me wrong, i have deliberately not added your new address. you will never get this letter. this is just for myself, to liberate what i’d held onto for multiple years.”

you picked up the call after one shrill ring, holding your phone against your ear while your eyes were plastered on the tv. it was your episode today, dealing with your letter.

the show was muted so you could hear exactly what you’d hear on the phone. with a deep breath, you spoke first. “hello?”

“good evening, miss! we are very excited to be hosting you on today’s show for TO ALL THE MEN YOU’VE LOVED BEFORE!” on the screen, you saw the main host move her mouth with a smile plastered on her perfect face.

you sat down on your couch, taking another deep breath. “thank you for having me,” you responded, “i can already guess what you are going to ask me.”

you heard sweet laughter from the two hosts while you were busy picking at a dried scab on your thumb. this was making you more nervous than you’d wished it to.

“if that’s the case, then we would love to hear your thoughts,” spoke the co-host, “our audience is very excited to learn about your motives and what exactly has made you not put an address for the letter to be shipped to!”

the camera angle was switched to show multiple rows of people of all ages sitting and awaiting your response. it made your throat go dry.

“i have made this decision because,” you looked away from the screen, “they have found someone else. and they are very happy.”

the hosts showed faces of surprise. for a second, you wondered why you’d even done this to begin with. but it felt too relieving to speak about this for a bunch of strangers to listen. it felt too relieving to hang up now when you were so close to just letting things go.

“which was why i just wanted to send this letter to… get rid of it. to be able to live on and stop holding onto those feelings that are never going to be reciprocated.” you had no idea if the words you were saying made any sense to them, but to you, they did. they made perfect sense to you, and they described exactly how you felt.

“that is very mature, and we admire you for having collected the courage to take this step.” the host clapped her hands, obviously looking moved. “love isn’t all about having happy endings together, right? sometimes, it means to let go. for their, and for our own happiness.”

hanging up not long after, you sank back in your couch and chuckled to yourself. this wasn’t so bad. in fact, you haven’t felt as good as you did right now in a while.

when the door to your apartment unlocked, you watched a mop of brown hair appear in your peripheral. the smile on your face only went brighter.

“i’m home. did i miss it?”

“just did. let’s rewatch it together, kei.”

“i wouldn’t have it any other way, because it was thanks to you that i found my own happiness, too.”

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ♡•°`.

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[merakicard]

you never thought that there’d come a time where your heart was really broken. especially not by someone you’ve known for 12 years.

“ah, so you and emma…date?” you stood still, looking down at the ground. draken nodded, and you stopped yourself from crying. “yeah, why?” he raised an eyebrow. “it’s n-nothing, I’ll see you tomorrow at the meeting okay?” you turned around to walk away, but he grabbed your hand and turned you around. “what’s wrong. you can tell me anything.” you looked away from him, forcing him to let go of your hand. “please, d-don’t do this…” tears streamed down your face.

he’d never seen you cry before, and his eyes widened slowly. “are you crying..?” he asked softly. you walked away from him, speeding up from jogging to running. you couldn’t face him anymore. the next day, when you went to the meeting, he was sitting with emma and hugging on her. “mikey, can I head on home, I-I’m not feeling well..”

draken could tell you lied, he was your best friend after all. “hey, can we talk?” he followed you out the door, but you kept walking and trying to avoid him at all costs. “I said let’s talk.” he grabbed your shoulder, and pinned you to the wall. “is it because me and emma are dating?” he asked softly. you couldn’t even cry anymore. you just nodded, looking at him with a soft expression. “y’know ken, I was ready to give my everything to you, like I have been for 12 years but…you’d rather choose emma so there’s nothing I can say to you.”

he was speechless, eyes shaking while thinking of what to say. “I…i don’t, I didn’t…”

“what didn’t you? I gave my fucking heart to you, and you do this to me?”

part 2 soon whores 😻.

edit: pt 2 is out!

https://www.tumblr.com/merakicard/733739854775582720/after-he-rejected-you-you-couldnt-bear-to-see?source=share

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[eggtartz]

Hello Alin! I hope you're fine! Can I request TR boys (Mikey, Draken, Izana, Haitani brothers and Shuji) as s/o ends up hurt and pass out and boys think s/o's dead and go into despair and s/o only wake up in the hospital but the boys are not there because they are taking their anger/sadness out on something (or someone pfff) and they left someone with s/o to call them if something happened and... Happened? Angst to fluff pls

a/n : okay let's *cracks fingers* do this

masterlist

izana kukorawa

he couldn't blame you couldn't he? as he held your hand in the ambulance, he thought could've he avoided this? as you were admitted into the emergency unit, he stood there alone with his thoughts again and he grew frustrated. he also needed medical help as he fought with mikey prior the accident but he was a fool for not noticing kisaki's plans. the bullet was meant for him, not you and now you were the one paying the price. izana couldn't be more sorrow. he left the hospital to calm down his emotions that were growing. plus he doesn't want to face anyone when they're gonna announce you.. dead. however, the next morning you finally woke up with a sore shoulder but you survived. your eyes were wild, searching for izana and instantly asked the nurse assistance to reach the public phone. back at tenjiku's hideout, izana kept thrashing the place and tearing everything down. he throws everything he could reach and it has been hours since he started it. kakucho and the others couldn't stop him, fearing the tenjiku's strongest would grow angrier. the phone rang and izana picked it up with a huff. "what?!" "izana? are you okay? where are you?" the moment he recognized your voice, strained but that voice he missed so much he dropped everything and ran to the hospital. arriving at the hospital he hugged you when he saw you at the vending machine. he nuzzled his face on the crook of your neck and held your face. he aggressively kissed you all while crying again. "you made it! you made it love!" "im sorry i made you worried" "it's alright love, most important you're here with me. i don't care about anything else. gosh i love you so much" he said while hugging you tightly again, not letting go.

manjiro sano

he struggled to keep his tears at bay, the night at the festival was hectic as they were ambushed by valhalla. kenchin got stabbed with other division members got injured as well. his loved ones were at the verge of death and he couldn't do anything about it, which made him feel helpless. when nurse and doctors announced kenchin was going to make it but yours hasn't, he grew restless. you had lost significant blood due to being beaten up by valhalla members. just because the invincible mikey's your boyfriend. mikey leaned towards a wall, sliding down as the tears he kept at bay now were streaming down nonstop. he grew sad but soon sad became anger. he stood up and punched the wall, his knuckles now bloody. he wasn't satisfied so he went outside and punched the road light pole while crying again. he kicked everything which was on his sight, frustrated that you might not survive this accident. meanwhile back at the hospital, your doctor that was examining you finally came out and told the members there that you need tons of rest however you demanded to see manjiro. the others were frantically looking for mikey, confused as where he went. as takemichi went outside, he saw mikey punching the wall at the parking lot and screamed his name "mikey kun! y/n chan wants to see you!" mikey thinks that was the fastest he ran in a long time and when he barged into your room, you were extending your arms to hug him. he hugs you while silently hiccuping. "were.. you crying.. manjiro?" you asked slowly as your energy was drained. mikey nodded and looked at you with puffy eyes, him feeling guilty as ever. "would you make it y/n?" you smiled a bit "of course i would manjiro, anything for you" mikey hugged you again, this time his tears were heard by his members outside the room.

ken ryuguji

draken was on rampage. one of his victims of the rampage was probably takeomi and takemichi the two accepted the blows he gave. "draken stop! this was my fault" senju tried stopping his punches. draken shrugged her, keeping the punches now even harder. he was angry, no, he was furious. it was honestly his fault, he saw the shooter who tried to shoot takemichi and senju however that very moment you accidently took the bullet without you knowing. you collapsed, in front of draken, takemichi and senju. draken felt worthless, he should've at least pulled you to dodge the bullet but no. he was too slow and was too late. he has left the hospital long ago, leaving some brahman members to guard the doors so when the nurse gestured one of them that you survived the lethal bullet they were frantic to find draken. they found him though, him putting takeomi in a chokehold while his feet was on takemichi's face. "y/n's awake!" draken pushed everyone, including the nurse to see your condition and hugged you so tight, you wincing as he accidentally pressed on the wound. "gosh ken, what's with the frown hm?" he looked at you lovingly, when you smiled weakly at him. he couldn't uttered a word, maybe he would say sorry to the two but for now all that matters is you made it, safe and sound.

rindou haitani

rindou should've seen this coming. he was already worried when he sees you not at home but when you didn't answered any of his calls or his messages his anxiety went through the roof. he was panicking looking for any sight of your very presence until he saw you. in front of him. bloody. unconscious. alone in a cold, dark alley. he lifted your limp body after checking your pulse, he didn't sense any. he lifted you either way and walked to the hospital. his eyes were red from crying and sobbing, his mouth kept muttering words of comfort as if you could hear him. "we're almost there baby, stay with me okay?" "please stay with me.. please" a nurse rushed to take your body to the emergency ward and rindou fell to the ground, having no strength in his legs left. he already called his brother to retrieve some footage at the area so he could beat up the person real good that harmed you. he has left the hospital when ran said he found them so he spent a decent time teaching them a lesson, all the memories of you all bloody left to die in the alley made his punches more harder. his ears went deaf as his punches never stopped. until one of his members touched his shoulder that he snapped out from it. the gang was on the floor, drowning in their own blood. "ran said y/n's awake, you go. we'll dump these guys somewhere" rindou washed his hands that had blood on them and went to hospital. there he walked pass ran and went to hug you after the nurse allowed him to. he kept his composure, not wanting to scare you anymore. "don't worry, you're safe here with me. i'll make sure no one touches you again" and he did.

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[usagikookiejams]

AFTERMATH OF THE BREAKUP

Haitani Ran, Ryuguji Ken (Draken), Hanemiya Kazutora, Haruchiyo Sanzu

Warning: angst no comfort, cheating, NOT PROOFREAD, cursing, mentioned about abusive relationship, drug usage, harsh words

Haitani Ran

It has been 3 months since your relationship with Ran ended in a bad term. Deciding to move from Roppongi to Okinawa to avoid meeting up with him again.

Unbeknownst to you, a guy was following behind while you're doing grocery shopping. After failed attempts to reach the product in the higher rack, suddenly a guy was helping you out.

"Thank you so much-," you were left silent after seeing that the guy was actually your ex; Ran. He looks handsome as always. But, you could see the obvious eyebag.

"How you doing?," he smiled, trying to start a conversation with you but, you just ignored him and pushed your cart forward.

He didn't stop pestering you, until you has had enough and slapped his face. "Don't you feel ashamed? Showing your face after you cheated on me with that 'work-wife' of yours?!," you glared at him.

He explained that he was drunk at that time. However, he paused his words after seeing the disgusted look in your face.

"I couldn't bear looking at you. It reminds me how stupid I am to trust you. Hah, my friends were right about you; you indeed couldn't keep your dick in your pants," you smirked and walked away.

Ran felt like his world started to collapse. Witnessing your hostile behaviour towards him has proven how you don't wanna get back with him no matter what.

Ryuguji Ken (Draken)

You and Draken started dating after 3 years of Emma's death. Motivating him daily has led to him starting to open his heart to you.

But things weren't always nice and easy. It indeed was very hard for someone to move on from his past lover.

That's why, after only about 2 years of dating, you decided to broke things off with Draken after you has had enough of him comparing you with Emma.

Emma this, Emma that; you were tired of hearing his complaints.

Though he looked like he didn't care back then, but why is he always reaching out to you now?

He looks so desperate trying to win you back. Showing his effort by buying you flowers every week, which ended up disposed in the dustbin at your office.

Today remains the same routine of his. But you decided to give him your piece of mind once you saw him walking towards the receptionist counter.

You dragged him outside the building where your co-workers couldn't see you. "Can you stop all this nonsense?," you sighed.

"But baby-," he couldn't finish his words when you suddenly took the flowers and placed it on his motorbike.

"I am not your baby, and I don't need your flowers. Why not giving them to Emma, considering she may need them more to decorate her grave?," you couldn't help but saying deep and harsh words.

There, Draken was left heartbroken. He realized how all of his action of comparing you and Emma has led to you hating both of them.

Oh lord, how he wish you would care for him one more time.

Hanemiya Kazutora

Being in a relationship with Kazutora was challenging, he always scold you for things that are even miniscule; blaming you for it. Thus, you decided it was best to separate with him, as he tend to get physical with you.

Visiting the hospital for how many times now, that you don't even remember; getting psychology treatment to treat your mental health from past abusive relationship.

You were busy listening to music that you didn't notice that you has bumped into someone. The person sighed in annoyance, that is, when you heard your name being called in shocked tone, "Y/N?."

You frozed in place, looking up at the person. Oh, it's Kazutora. You got up and said sorry as quickly as possible before getting away.

You felt your hand being pulled, and you couldn't help but flinch. "Hey, hey sweetheart, it's okay. I won't hurt you." You still your position, didn't dare to look at the man who had inflicted pain upon you before.

Kazutora felt a pang of hurt in his heart, looking at how you're terrified of him. He felt tears running down his cheeks, profusely saying sorry while saying he missed you so much and how his mental health is declining.

You looked at him dead in the eyes. Though feeling scared but you tried to stood your ground. "Yeah? And what about me? What about all the things that you said, and pain that you inflicted on me before huh? Answer me Hanemiya," you said in heavy tone.

Kazutora didn't like how you're saying his first name. It was always Kazu or baby; anything but Hanemiya. Nevertheless, he tried to reason with you how he never intended to do those things, saying that he wasn't in the right state of mind.

You scoffed and warned him how if he still loves you, he should just leave you alone. Kazutora was about to say something but you dismissed him, and just walk forward leaving your past behind.

After that encounter, Kazutora still trying to reach out to you by visiting you at home or workplace. That is until one day, he was forced to stop his action once knowing that you has moved to another country with no one knowing your whereabouts.

Haruchiyo Sanzu

Dating Sanzu was never a boring experience. He's wild and loves to party, which at last causing you to not being able to keep up with his behavior.

Lucky for you, the break up was easy as Sanzu too thinks that you're too boring, and always acting like a 'nagging bitch'. Thus, deciding to also let you go.

Despite the break up only took place less than a month ago, you're suprisingly doing great as you are now start to prioritize yourself. Spending time to learn new hobby; that is photography.

Currently you're in the park, capturing panoramas and birds that flew over the horizon. Click! You went to check the picture but noticed a familiar pink hair in the photo.

The pink-haired-person looked over his shoulder as he heard the clicking sound. He couldn't believe his eyes when seeing you, thus started to run towards you, "Y/N!."

"Oh shoot..," you whispered to yourself and started walking faster. Albeit he was fast enough to grab your shoulder. "Baby, how you been? I wasn't able to contact you for a month. Did you change your contact number?," the person said.

"So what if I did, Sanzu?," you put on confident look. "It's not like we're going to contact each other anymore, is it?," you continued.

"But-," Sanzu was about to speak but you just shook your head. "I wish to never meet you again. Now that I look back, I realized how dumb I am to love some maniac like you. You didn't even consider my feelings, always gaslighting me and even calling me names. So don't be suprised when I decided to move on from you," you scoffed and walked away without looking back.

At that moment, Sanzu knew he fucked up real bad by messing up the relationship you guys had before.

Later on, he started to indulge himself in more drugs, as it's the only way he could be free from the hurting feelings.

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[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ After a fight

❖ Characters: Mikey, Draken, Hanma

❖ Reader: female

❖ Summary: How they behave after a fight with you

❖ WARNINGS: Mentions of cheating (no one cheats tho), harassment

❖ A/n: don’t want to miss a post? Sign up for my Taglist in my Navi! | Requested.

☰ Mikey:

ꕤ Mikey doesn't even remember what the fight was about this time, it happens a lot with you two

ꕤ It starts with something small like him forgetting to take out the trash and you having to do it yourself but it always ends in tears and both of you screaming at each other and saying things none of you mean

ꕤ He hates it every time, unsure why he always gets so carried away and seems to forget how much he loves you when he says all these things

ꕤ Your tears are the thing that wakes him up, silence filling the room next to your quiet sobs and hics.

ꕤ Both of you can't even look at the other and Mikey decides to leave as always, recklessly driving on his bike to clear his head from everything that's plaguing him

ꕤ You used to scold him for that whenever he came back which only lead to more and more fights but you were worried sick that one day he has to get scraped off the pavement because he was too reckless

ꕤ deciding you ist stay up until he's back, letting the small light next to the couch on as you put on your favorite show as a distraction

ꕤ the hours passed and the sun slowly started to rise when he finally came back home to find you sleeping on the couch, the little lamp still on, your show still running as you clutched onto the plushie he gifted to you on your first date

ꕤ It broke his heart to see your eyes were puffy, knowing you cried yourself to sleep and he felt even worse when he realized that he was the reason for the tears shed

ꕤ with utmost care he crawled under the blanket to you and hid his face in your chest, his body trembling when he allowed himself to spill a few tears, unsure if you'd be able to forgive him once again

ꕤ he knows he fucked up and that he shouldn't have ran off like always but he doesn't know how to apologize to you when things were said he didn't mean, unsure if you'd believe any of these words

ꕤ He falls asleep in your arms, hands clutching onto you out of fear you'd leave him but you wouldn't. Not over some petty little fights like these

☰ Draken:

ꕤ Draken didn't mean to call you a cheap whore when you were the one getting harassed but his temper took the better of him

ꕤ Of course he didn't mean it and he beat the guy up that dared to touch you like this but the stinging pain of bruised knuckles took away his ability to think properly

ꕤ He blamed you for the negative attention even though he knew it's wrong and he was just angry at the guy but he still took it out on you

ꕤ You looked at him shocked, eyes wide before tears collected in your beautiful eyes and you returned home, ending your date early and locking yourself into the bedroom

ꕤ Draken cursed himself when he let you go, knowing better than to run after you and beg you for forgiveness even though he wanted to apologize and pull you into a tight embrace

ꕤ He stayed out for a while longer, driving aimlessly around town before getting you the biggest bouquet he could find

ꕤ Once at home his heart ached at your quiet sobs that managed to break through the bedroom door and he gently knocked, leaning his forehead against the door only to hear you throw a pillow at the door on the other side “go away” you mumbled heartbroken but loud enough for him to hear

ꕤ He didn't protest and just sat down at the door, his back resting against it with the flowers on his lap as he rambled about how sorry he is and that he was in the wrong and how much he loves you

ꕤ He was pretty much begging for your forgiveness because you're the best thing in his life and he didn't want to lose you under any circumstances

ꕤ You needed a long while to calm yourself down, eventually wanting to talk to him face to face but when you opened up the door a sleeping draken fell into the bedroom, his hands still tightly clutching onto the flowers in his sleep

ꕤ the sight made you frown and you gently sat down to place his head on your lap, kissing his forehead “I'm sorry, too” you mumbled and let him sleep a moment longer

☰ Hanma:

ꕤ fighting with Hanma is actually a rare occurrence, you two have little petty fights all the time but you end up laughing about it while calling each other all the names you know

ꕤ Real fights are rare and heartbreaking when they do happen from time to time but if they do, there's a real reason behind it and not just him forgetting to empty the ashtrays

ꕤ They also escalate quite fast, screaming at each other and often times shoving the other around. You would never hit the other but the frustration was far too big to behave properly

ꕤ It was just pointing fingers at this point because he came home with hickeys covering his neck. He claims nothing happened but how can you believe this?

ꕤ You ended up leaving the apartment, fed up with his behavior and he threw whatever he was holding at the door the moment you closed it behind you out of sheer anger

ꕤ Hanma would thrash half the apartment - but only his belongings while you were gone, not understanding how you can trust him so little

ꕤ Yes he was out with Kisaki and yes there were women with them but how is it his fault they can't behave and are all over him? He even told the woman who latched onto his neck off

ꕤ He was weirded out by the sudden affection in the first place, hating women who throw themselves at him when he was trying to maintain a healthy relationship for once

ꕤ So he didn't see a reason to apologize to you, texting you exactly what happened and swearing on his life that nothing happened

ꕤ You really wanted to trust him but his reputation made it hard so you ended up asking Kisaki who wouldn't lie to you, knowing you'll castrate him if you ever find out so he told you exactly what happened

ꕤ You came home hours after you left and Shuji sat amongst the wrecked things, the entire ashtray full, a bottle of alcohol half empty next to him and blood shot eyes but he wouldn't apologize, unable to get over his own ego

ꕤ When you did apologize he pulled you onto his lap and held you close “I told you, you can trust me. I would need to be dumb to betray the only good thing in my life” he mumbled, clearly not entirely sober but it didn't matter since he was speaking the truth

ꕤ You ended up falling asleep in his lap, cuddled up to his tall frame and his hands didn't let go of you, too worried that you'll be gone when he wakes up

Networks: @enchantedforest-network @themovingcastlez @planetonet

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[evourein]

LOVED YOU BETTER - THIS IS AWKWARD.

ken 'draken' ryuguji x fem!reader

previous ; masterlist ; next

summary ever since your break up with your now ex-boyfriend, draken, you've been finding yourself more driven and competitive in figure skating than ever before to ease your mind. consequently being dubbed as "ms. triple axel" and deemed as one of the best in the new

taglist @leyariya

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[mikeysbabygirl]

𝐆𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐦, 𝐖𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐢, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐚

Summary : Grimm's fairytales all have a deep, dark meaning, right ? For Halloween, Lina said let's mix it with the Tokyo rev world.

𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 : 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 ( 𝐟𝐭.𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 (𝐟𝐭.𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨)

𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐥 (𝐟𝐭.𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢)

𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 ( 𝐟𝐭. 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢)

𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 ( 𝐟𝐭.𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢)

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧 ( 𝐟𝐭.𝐊𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐣𝐢 )

SPECIAL WARNING : This is Halloween content, some are kinda dark. Please don't read if you're uncomfortable with dark content.

Kidnapping, knife play ( Mikey's) , kinda somnophilia ( Kakucho's) , pervy Kaku, wild Hanma ( but we're used to it ), wild Draken, obsessed Mitsuya, manhandling.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭 ( 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨):

A beast, the mistake of a father, and the sacrifice of a daughter...

In a lonesome, magnificent palace of bones, the mad king was recluded. The mad king judged that the price of the greed of a father, was his dear, pure daughter.

And from your random days, you shifted into a golden cage, lullabies of the bird dying in between the growling corridors of Kanto Manji's penthouse.

Sapphire tears rivered from the alluring girl's eyes, but no gold could soothe the king's wreath.

So she starved her body, meals that the king's second, Haruchiyo brought her left untouched.

Drew the lines of her sad story on her wrists, and wrote down with the crimson of her body, the ache of in her mind.

-" You wanted it. " Manjiro's voice echoed through the empty room, the dinner on the huge table, once again, left untouched. He stared at the princess fading in front of him, just as the red rose of his curse.

Fine, if she wanted it rough. He stood up from his chair, making you startle.

And as if in slow motion, you watched his feline walk toward you, until he was standing behind you, hands around your delicate neck.

-" You begged me to spare your father, to take you. "

Manjiro was towering above you from behind, with horror,you looked at his veiny hands grabbing the knife from the table. You could only close your eyes tight, feeling the cold blade on your throat, Manjiro's manly fragrance on your neck.

-" I know so, so many ways to take you"

His hand around your neck tilted your head back, until your glassy eyes were deep in his dark ones, making the beast's heart miss a beat. He had no idea what that obsession was about, maybe something about your innocence, that his darkness burned to consume.

-" Do so. " You uttered, lips brushing against his, above you. And a knot in his guts was born. " I don't care anymore. Just,Do me as you pleased. "

Challenge, he read in your half-lidded eyes. You dared him to make you feel something, because you weren't feeling anything.

Suddenly, he got your back pressed to the table,and you were laying on top of that one with his hands around your throat. You gulped down, Manjiro leaned over you, darkish grin contorting his handsome features, and suddenly everything was muffled.

-" Speaking in terms,there's something I've been dying to do " he whispered, and you slightly wondered if fear was really supposed to make one feel as... High, as you did the minute his lips danced against yours.

Time was no more than a blur, your flesh smoked under his enflamed touches, carelessly, the beast tore down the woman's clothes, and her virtue was the feast on his table.

-" What are you... " You hesitantly asked, between two feverish kisses where he stole your lips.

-" Shh, I know what my pretty girl needs. " He shut you down, spreading your legs further open. On its knees, the beast started devouring the girl, making her scream, arch her back, hands in his hair.

-" Sir, can't take no more !"

A growl left his mouth hearing your moaned " sir " , his eyes bored up at you from where he was kneeling between your legs, giving a last open mouthed kiss to your clit.

-" Worry not, gonna make this tight pussy cum. But... "

His toned arm suddenly reached for that blade again, pressing it to your throat and hearing your gasp, Mikey placed his head on your lower tummy. Gaze of a lover on your exposed body, knife kissing your skin, his fair stands of her cascaded over his face in a charming, enchanting curse.

-" Don't you dare trying anything again, yeah ? Let's not have me hurting such a pretty face. "

-" Right, baby ? Let's not make daddy kill yet another angel."

But often in fairytales like this, the spell can't be broken. Invisible chains.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 ( 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨)

A princess in deep slumber, and the lust of a lover...

Warning : non consensual kissing, slide to Hanma's part if you're uncomfortable.

Wasn't Izana's little sister, a succulent, magnificent creature ?

Kakucho lived for his king, but he also lived for moments like this, for watching you from afar, your lively gestures, your glow dripping smile, and the way you always seemed about to just steal the whole world with a bat of lashes.

And Kakucho knew Izana would never suspect his hidden feelings for his sister. His trust in his servant was unwavering, almost a burden too heavy to carry, if you asked Kakucho.

Izana never thought he'll find family again, until learning about the existence of his adorable step sister, his princess that he swore to protect with his life. And on evenings like this, where he had some business to run alone, the only one he trusted around her was Kakucho, for his great displeasure.

It was just beneath him, watching your chest rising and falling peacefully, lips parted, a dreamy sight while you dived deeper in Dreamland.

He was just supposed to watch over the house, and you, while you were sleeping on the couch in front of him. But the small sounds you were making in your slumber kept stealing his eyes, and the way you were squeezing those pretty thighs under that short skirt, kept his gaze captive.

You seemed in pain, you looked needy, rosey colored his cheeks imagining what you were dreaming of, staring at you, again and again rubbing your legs together.

He couldn't tell the exact moment where he found himself kneeling on the floor next to you, calloused fingers gently brushing away soft hair strands away from your delicate face. But he could tell the exact moment, when you parted your glossy lips open, and he leaned over.

His heart missed a beat, you tasted exactly like he thought you would, sweet, soft, plump. Kakucho released your lips, yet to realize what he had just done, but you whined, in your sleep, at the loss of contact, and he was a goner.

A kiss couldn't hurt, he told himself when he kissed you the second time. But holy damn it did, how your breasts were pressed against his chest while he was towering above you, his tongue insidiously caressing yours. It hurt his lower parts that he started to buckle against the couch, it hurt in his hand that began walking in the vaste lands of your skin.

-" Fuck..." It escaped his lips as a grunt, noticing the tiny damp deepening in your now exposed panties from moving so much on the couch.

The flames ravaged his guts, and yours too, he could tell, as his hand rested on your pubis, and a strangled moan escaped your lips.

He's been burned, by his devilish thoughts. Eyes flew open, and almost as fastly, Kakucho flew steps away from you, panting heavily, hand running in his hair.

-" What the... "

He couldn't even realize it, attach what he had just done to his self, he felt dirty, felt so bad that nausea weighed on his throat. How could you make a part of him, that he didn't even knew existed, emerge so easily ?

Horrifying.

He needed to leave.

The door called for him to run, and he answered, rushing toward that one. And as he turned around for a last look at your sleeping shape.

The sleeping beauty has been awaken by a lustful kiss.

𝐑𝐚𝐩𝐮𝐧𝐳𝐞𝐥 ( 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐦𝐚 𝐒𝐡𝐮𝐣𝐢) :

A delinquent, an overprotective mother, and a princess who craved the outside world...

Your house, and Hanma Shuji's house was where the spirit meets the bones.

An avenue between the incandescent abundance you grew up into, and his dusty poverty.

As cliché as it seems ( often it is, in fairytales), Hanma's whereabouts were where your eyes liked to land. From your golden cage, his risky, high adrenaline world made your curiosity burn more than any of the brightest corners of your house.

Crescent was shining less than the princess's eyes that night, as again, from her exile tower, she watched the delinquent hiding from a police car, somewhere behind the corners of her house.

Rapunzel thought about her mother, how anxious she was to leave her on her own for the night, although she already was in her early twenties.

Your mother would hate the idea, it was enough for you.

-" Hey !"

Shuji's been startled, for a second thinking they found him and only registering the cute voice after few seconds. His eyes searched for the origin of the sound until you spoke again.

-" Here !"

Ah, the neighbor's daughter. That tight-ass, super hot, rich girl stepping out from Limo to Limo.

He tilted his head to the side curiously, wondering why you even were landing your eyes on him, until you gestured toward the bushes under your window. With anticipation, you stared while he approached the zone, brows furrowed when he noticed the ladder you were hiding there for your wild nights.

-" I can hide you " you shrugged from your window, making him even more confused.

But did he had the time to ask questions ? Absolutely not, hearing the sirens getting closer, he adjusted the ladder and began climbing, soon finding himself at your window.

The size of the mistake was gigantic, letting the monster in should have never occurred.

Hanma found himself in a lush portrait, shallowly eyeing the shiny things in your room, before his eyes landed on the true, real thing in there.

-" Why'd you helped me ?" He asked nonchalantly, brushing the dust away from his gang uniform. And there you stood, for a second inches away from him, confused.

Why did you helped him ?

-" Cause we're... Like, neighbors " you answered like it was an evidence, making him roll his eyes.

-" And so ?" He scoffed, you frowned. " It's not like aristocrats even care about us, the others ". Something in the way he said it had your frustrations rising, you made a step closer toward him, wrong.

-" That's untrue. We do care about you... I do care about you "

You uttered the last part lower, eyes dropping down, intimidated by the smirk that began curling the boy's lips.

Weren't you cute ? He thought. In your little silky pajamas, exposing the skin of your breasts to his hungry eyes.

Yes, the beast started craving the pretty princess, a carnivorous smile painting his features and the heat rushed to your guts.

What a cursed, horrifying, magnificent sight. His one blonde strand falling above his face after all the miles he ran, moonlight shimmering in his golden eyes.

Shuji nonchalantly began turning around you, testing your trust, watching as you tried to stay steady while he glided behind your back, pressing his body to yours. You shivered to the spine, feeling his warm breath hitting your neck, then your heart missed a beat when one of his hands flew to your hips, turning you and him toward the mirror on the wall.

A hand of him, punishment tattoo , wrapped around your throat, smirk widening feeling you gulping down.

-" Oh yeah ? So your telling me, this heart" his hand with the sin tattoo rested on your left breast. " Isn't beating like crazy now ? You telling me you not scared of the big bad Shuji ?"

You should, you undoubtedly should. Yet the sight of him behind you, the height difference between you two, sin on your heart and punishment wrapped rope-like around your throat, you were mesmerized.

-" Uh uh " his smile widened even more, thinking just how much he wanted to ruin that cute face of yours. " you do not scare me, Shuji. "

His name rolling on your tongue, then he lost it. Smell of you drawing his mouth closer to your neck, brushing his lips against the sensitive skin. You sighed, closing your eyes, fear and excitement dripping from the same root inside you.

You are not scared.

-" How brave, lamb. " He murmured, placing kisses on your throat, then with no warning, his sin hand closed rather harshly around your left breast, drawing a sound halfway between a gasp and a moan from you.

-" What a pretty, dumb little lamb..."

Your eyes flew open, feeling him pressing you even more against him, feeling a solid thing pressed to your back, Shuji chuckled noticing your wide-eyed gaze on him.

-" What is it, pretty ? Don't you know what these tits, in these fucking tight clothes, do to me ?"

He could almost feel guilty, seeing the heat rushing to your cheeks. Almost. If you didn't taunted him that bad, maybe.

But you in his arms that way, he knew and wouldn't deny it, was the most precious thing he had ever held.

-" So innocent, such an angel... " He teased, thumb rolling over your hardening nipple, you had to bite your lip to restrain unwanted sounds, but he felt you unconsciously pressing yourself against him.

-" 'm dying right now. Dying to fucking ruin you " he smiled against your cheek, enjoying just how soft your skin were,and though your mouth stood closed, in your hands reaching for his, in your eyes, he could read a thousand do it.

-" You gonna let me ?" His hair strands tickled your neck,you watched as his head rested on your shoulder, golden eyes eating your face raw.

-" is my lamb gonna lemme get that tight pussy ? "

You're yet to realize that what you let inside was far from being Flynn Rider.

𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 ( 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢) :

A sick grandma, a grand daughter in red, and a wolf...

The girl in red has seen many things in her life, and went through many muddy paths before. You actually thought you knew the darkest corners to that jungle of town like the back of your hand.

But yes, a jungle, that was what Roppongi was. And the strongest devours the weak, you were yet to realize.

Walking on your grandma crying, nevertheless, was not something you remembered you ever been through. That one was a sunshine, even after she got sick, you've never saw her complaining about the hospital's bills or the pain.

Her flowers shop was her happiness, therefore, you were quite shocked when she told you she was about to close it, then, she explained..

You've witnessed them talking to your grandma before, and you always wondered what that type of guys were doing in a flowers shop. You should have known.

The girl in red, today, walked a new scary woodland, one she would eventually get lost in.

You knocked at the door, and soon, the guy, probably in his twenties opened it.

You knew him for being the older brother, brown and blonde braids, insidious lavender eyes, how could you not remember ? When everytime he was at the shop, you could feel his lavender haze lingering around you?

-" What do we have here, hm ?"

Ran's lazy smile crept up back on his face, his eyes glided down your leg's skin under that red fall dress of yours.

-" I'm here to talk about my grandma's shop." You announced quietly, yet he could not miss how your hands were shaking behind your back, smirking, he answered.

-" I'm all ears, sweetheart. "

Wrinkling your nose slightly, you let that one slide and raised your head, seeking for some inexistent confidence.

-" You can't keep threatening her to give you money. She has hospital bills she has to for, do you delinquents have no other way of making money ? "

Your words got stolen from your mouth, as soon as he left the doorframe making a step toward you. Ran Haitani towered above you, that smirk leaving his face making place for a weary expression.

-" First of all, we did not threaten her. The money is for... Protecting the shop, you know, against Roppongi's delinquents. " He cooed, you rolled your eyes. " And most importantly, go for it again, would you ?"

You frowned, he raised an eyebrow.

-" Try again telling me what I can and can't do, go ahead. 'm waiting. "

He saw rebellion, fire in your eyes that wanted none but to burn him alive. But he saw submission in the way your mouth opened and closed a few times, searching for your words before you realized there was no other way, your eyes fell to the ground.

And somehow, he liked that. He liked that despair on your pretty face.

You almost got startled when his finger raised your chin, so you were staring right at the wolf's opal eyes, his face inches away from yours and his whisper, under his heavy gaze made the heat rush to your lower tummy.

-" But i think... " Ran's thumb glided on the silk of your lips, enjoying your wide pretty gaze on him.

-" I can do without the money, for my pretty girl".

In the original tale of the little red riding hood, the wolf devoured the girl. And there was no one to save her.

In this version, she wanted no one to save her.

-" So fuckin' tight..."

Ran grunt against your neck, you winced, feeling him sinking inside you until he got you rolling your eyes. He, in bliss, drank in the mesmerizing faces you were making, in the way your smaller body molded against his bigger one, he began rolling his hips throwing his head back and sighing loudly.

-" Precious baby feels so good, d'you know just how much I was craving ya?"

You were too spent to even nod, sinking your nails in his back's skin. Everything about him, from his braids tickling your neck to his lips collecting yours, to his hips slamming inside you was like diving in pleasure's black hole.

-" feel how you're clenching 'round me, love. You like em bad guys , don't ya ? Such a... Pretty whore "

His hands were big, the better to hold your thighs. His smirk too, the better to devour you, and when with a deep thrust of him, Ran sent you to overdrive, you understood.

-" That's it, m'baby. Cum on me, make a mess, I'm here for it... All of this to help your grandma, hm ? Such a good fucking girl "

You understood you should go for the wolf. He can see you better, hear you better.

And eat you better.

𝐂𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 ( 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢) :

A masquerade,a prince looking for his princess, ans some lingerie...

Takashi Mitsuya thought he'd seen it all, years of working by the most pretty faces, dressing many women bodies, nothing could phase him anymore.

Or he thought.

Everything changed during one fashion show. Valentine's masked fashion show.

Everyone praised the Idea he had, for valentine's day, throwing a spectacular fashion show, many pretty girls of different body sizes walking in splendid lingerie. Some weren't even models, just random girls chosen to emphasize the female's body beauty. And no one would deny, having the girls wearing masks added mystery to the beauty, it was almost... Enchanting.

He eventually came to regret the idea, when his heart beat like a broken drum, and his eyes were naturally drawn to the girl who wore his most magnificent piece.

And since then, everytime he closed his eyes to sleep, you were there, walking in your mindblowing black lace bra and panties, shiny pair of eyes glimmering behind that mask. And the tiny smile you launched toward him right before walking back.

He'd tried telling himself it was none but the effect of not knowing who's hidden behind the mask, or could it be the fact that you were wearing his best creation, but he tried, and no matter how more of his models wore it after you, it wasn't just right. It was just about how in less than one minute, Takashi could learn every edge, every mole, every detail of your body.

Hakkai had enough of seeing his best friend's head in the clouds, tonight was for letting go, for forgetting and that what made him drag Mitsuya in his favorite striptease club.

-" Hold on, i know the perfect girl. That chick can literally make you forget about anything" Hakkai enthusiastically exclaimed, disappearing right after. Takashi sat in one of the booths, tiredly rubbing his eyes. He should be sleeping, why in hell did he let Hakkai bring him in that noisy place ?

As the idea of running away kept creeping up in his mind, his eyes caught sight of his best friend, from the bar, raising both his thumbs at him.

-" Huh... ?"

He soon froze, a shadow towering above his sitting form, and his lavender eyes met the stripteaser Hakkai was talking about.

Just you and your black set of lingerie, you and the moles, the details, the edges to your body, you who bend over to cup his face, your cleavage popping out right under his gaze.

-" Such a pretty boy... " You whispered in a low, cute voice that he thought was killing him slow. Mitsuya gulped down when your legs parted to stand on top of him, beginning to sway your hips for him, he couldn't keep his eyes away from your face.

No he was wrong to think it was the magic in the mystery, that as soon as he would see your face, that craving would vanish like the sun behind the clouds. Nothing could make the sun vanish, it burns, and burns insidiously, making everything gravitate toward it.

And you knew, he could tell, observing the smirk on your face.

But Cinderella's prince wasn't really one, she was yet to realize, when he pulled her by the wrist to sit on his lap, feeling the bulge of him between her legs. Mitsuya leaned over, face close to yours with his thumbs resting on your cheeks, his raw voice murmured.

-" Been looking for ya everywhere, you know that, hm ?"

It was fascinating, how with a simple smile, you manage to steal his heartbeats as much. You nodded.

-" was actually fun to see the prince making all the ladies try the shoe " you joked, catching the wolfish smirk curling his beautiful lips.

-" You're so fucking cute, thinking you're real smart right now..."

That is basically when Cinderella ended, with the prince carriage leaving with both of them in.

But the truth is...

That was only where the "fairy" part of the fairytale ended.

Because after midnight, Cinderella and her prince were still in his car.

-" Princess's so pretty... already going dumb on my cock " Takashi had his arms behind his head, biceps popping up, half-lidded lavender eyes and the corner of his mouth slightly pulled up, watching you struggling to ride him.

-" Taka', help me... Please, wanna cum-"

You were shushed by his hand abruptly squeezing your cheeks together, stern glare on you.

-" Sir. For you, it's sir."

-" Sir, wanna cum, please, can't take no more !"

And it was true, your thighs were burning from bouncing on him, your cunt aching from his impressive length. You watched the smirk in his pretty face widening, thumb rolling over your lip.

-" Hm, my pretty girl wants me to fuck her pussy better, doesn't she ?" You nod eagerly, relief painting your face before you realized.

The "fairy" part of the fairytale ended.

-" It's okay baby, i got you. " His hands circled your hips, bruising grip on your bare flesh he adored so much. Your eyes widened when with a forceful thrust, he hit a spongy spot inside you, making you cry out.

-" but don't you dare complain. My dick's been aching to ruin you, jus' be my good girl and take all of me, yeah ?"

𝐀𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧 ( 𝐊𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐲𝐮𝐠𝐮𝐣𝐢 ) :

A low class lover boy, a rich princess, and her hand promised to another...

-" I don't honestly know why it keeps breaking down, the other mechanics don't know either. Guess you're the only one who knows how to speak to my bike " the shorter guy joked, earning a smirk from Draken who was squatting down next to the bike.

If he only knew...

-" Meh, don't worry dude, I got you " Draken answered.

That the only reason why it kept breaking down...

-" Ain't he the best ? Always ready to save the day. " The rich old man gestured toward Draken, his son in law nodded.

Was because Draken did it in purpose just to see you ?

His eyes naturally drifted toward you, on the other side of the giant yard, sunbathing on a deck chair by the pool. His eyes glided down the single drop of sweat rolling between the valley of your breasts.

-" Ken... " he remembered how your small voice moaned his name, while his big hands hugged your waist on top of him, rolling his tongue over your nipple.

-" What is it that you need, love ?" He whispered, and he couldn't believe, as perfect as you are, how would you even look at him.

He had to look away, when you got ready to jump in the pool, popping up your butt in that bikini. They didn't notice.

He remembered, hands on those pretty ass cheeks, while he had you bent over your promised fiancee's bike.

-" Look how wet you are... Such a slut, dripping on ya man's bike. "

-" Ken, Ken it's too... Too much " oh with that voice of yours, choking on your words, he wished he could just kiss you until stealing the remaining breath in your lungs.

-" But he can't do this, can he ?" Draken's lips brushed against your ear, hand pulling your hair back. " He can't stuff this lil pussy like i can, can he ? No one can, yeah baby ? Can't have such a good girl moaning like a whore ".

So he came back, again and again. Watching another man, richer, classier, holding the hand of the girl he loved.

-" we got some business to talk about now " your father adjusted his suit, patting his son in law's shoulder. That one nodded. " We're gonna leave you to it, Draken. Thanks for coming again, son. "

-" No need, sir. You can count on me "

His eyes naturally found you again, drops of water dripping out of that body he loved so much.

-" Would you lemme take a pic ? " He murmured against your neck. " Have my pretty girl's pussy saved on my phone ?"

And he waved goodbye to your fiancee, a smirk on his face.

Oh he could count on him.

Not knowing that by the end of the fairytale, Aladdin would be running away with his wife.

With Draken's kid fucked inside you.

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❈ 𝗹𝗲𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸 𝗺𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻 ❈

❝one day i will stop falling in love with you, some day, someone will like me like i like you.❞

♡ manjiro sano ♡

a/n: current mood - wanting to breaking people’s hearts 😈 (sorry mikey stans)

content: mikey x reader (y/n), very heavy angst, right person wrong time, you’re mikey’s childhood friend, he’s getting married (lolz), not grammatically checked/edited

...

you finished adding the final touches to your makeup, a heavy sigh leaving your lips as you checked in the mirror if your concealer hid your puffy eyes well. some would say that whatever you were going through was tragic, a scenario that you would read about in romance novels where the main character is destined to a miserable fate.

and perhaps that was right.

you’ve been feeling miserable, sad and pathetic for the last month and a half since you’ve received the invitation. a piece of paper that felt like a sharp knife slicing your heart in half.

what was worse was that you couldn’t even find it in your heart to throw away the card. it was beautifully decorated with happy pastel colors and confetti, printed on expensive card stock, pop-up designs and a photo of him with the girl that was supposed to be you.

it was your childhood friend’s wedding, except for the catch that you’ve been holding in a burdening crush on him for the last twenty years. he was your person and you were his, being there for each other through thick and thin.

you both created a world where it was just the two of you while everyone else became a blur, a bunch of white noise. he was the invincible mikey and you were his key.

you couldn’t help but wonder, when did things change so fast? how did the perfect world you both created become nothing but dust?

---

(17 years ago)

“how is she, doc?” the young boy with a dragon tatted on his skull asked curiously as he stared at his friend, well practically family, in concern. 

“it was just an upset stomach, little man. we gave your sister some antibiotics to fight off those nasty little germs that’s been bothering her. she’ll be good in a few days. you sure you don’t have a parent or older family member we can contact?” the doctor asked, cocking an eyebrow as he held the pen in his hand eagerly, hoping the blonde boy would say something to him. 

“we’re orphans and she’s not my real sister. we have someone that’s been taking care of us for all these years and he’ll come by shortly.” he murmured, shame painting his face as his gaze went down to the floor. 

the doctor looked at him with sorrow, patting his head. 

“hang tight, buddy. keep her company, but don’t make her laugh too much or else it might make her cry.” he tried to create humor and it successfully made the frowning by crack a crooked smile. 

“yes, sir!” the little boy playfully saluted as he watched the man in the white coat walk away with a chuckle. 

“ken?” his ears rang up when hearing your faint call of his name, a small whimper following after. 

“y/n! are you hurting anywhere? should i call the doctor back? uncle’s gonna be here soon with remi. i told them to bring your favorite chocolate pudding.” draken gave you a cheeky grin, his hand now holding yours tightly. 

“you know me so well, sometimes i forget that i’m an orphan.” you laughed quietly, trying to not put strain on your stomach. 

“you’re not an orphan, y/n. you got me, uncle, remi and the other girls too. we’re one big happy family.” he persisted, eyebrows furrowing as he tried his best to convince you to believe his point. 

“you told the doctor that i’m not your sister, ken.” you whispered, your throat becoming dry as the words left your mouth. draken fell silent for a few seconds before sighing, laying his head besides your hand. 

“i told him that you’re not my real sister, y/n. there’s a difference. i don’t care what the law says because my heart says otherwise. you’ll always be the sister that i’ve always dreamed of having.” his eyes twinkled, a hand coming up to ruffle your hair. 

“so i heard one of my little girls was sick? maybe some chocolate pudding will make those little bad guys in your stomach go away.” your uncle’s voice boomed in your ward, a small smile plastered on his face as he shook the white plastic bag.

your eyes glimmered in content before you were pulled into a bear hug by remi. the girl sobbed on your shoulder, wetting it with tears and snot as she roared by your ears. 

“y/nnnn!!!! i thought you were gonna die when kenny told uncle! i love you, y/n, don’t leave ever me. ever.” she hiccuped between every word as your uncle and draken tried to console her and calm her down. 

“it was a stomach bug, remi. i’ll be better in a few days.” you tried to cheer her up. she raised her head, looking at you in doubt. 

“promise?” remi sniffled. 

“promise, you know i’d never lie to you.” you wiped away her tears before hugging her once more. 

your uncle handed the three of you the small containers of chocolate pudding. 

“why don’t you three take a walk outside, i’ll have this really nice nurse walk you guys. it’s good to get some fresh air.” the doctor said, patting your back and you all agreed, soon leaving the room. 

you happily skipped through the hallway, one pudding container in your pocket, while the other one was tightly secured in your hand as you ate it. 

“let’s play hide and seek, you’re the seeker ken!” you quickly blurted out, not giving either of them a choice before running off to the other direction. you faintly heard draken groan in annoyance, being tired of always being the seeker but he’d always do it for you. 

you saw a pretty quiet hallway and decided to turn to that corner, only to find a small quiet room. you figured that it wouldn’t be too much of a trouble to hide in here for a few minutes

you opened the door, nearly having a heart attack from the sudden appearance of another person. it was a boy with short blonde hair, he was huddled up into a ball, quietly whimpering and crying. 

“hey, kid.” you called out to him, only to not receive a response. a heavy sigh left your lips as you walked over to him, sitting on the floor besides him. the boy looked up at you, eyes all puffy and his nose red. 

he’s pretty cute.

“look, i’m really bad at comforting people. but, when i’m super sad, i eat chocolate pudding to make me happy again.” you said with a grin, digging in your pocket to get your other container out. 

you grabbed his hand and opened his palm before placing the treat in it. he stared at it in momentary silence. 

“who are you?” he finally spoke, looking at you with slight confusion. 

“just a stranger who’s hiding from her siblings in an intense game of hide and seek. what about you?” you chuckled, scooping another bite into your mouth. 

“i’m.. i don’t know.” he said with a shaky breath, shaking his head. 

“that’s fine, we don’t always know the answer to everything. ken is really mean sometimes, he’s a year older than me and asked me what 345 times 82 is. i could bet you my whole stash of chocolate pudding that he doesn’t know himself. tch, smart my ass.” you scoffed, earning a small giggle from your side. you side eyed him, seeing him detach the small spoon from the plastic lid before opening it. 

“what’s your name?” he asked you, eyes anticipating for an answer. 

“y/n. you?” you continued to inhale your treat as you waited for him to respond. 

“mikey.” the blonde boy scooped in a hefty amount into his mouth as he consumed the sweet dessert. 

“why were you crying, mikey?” you asked, not realizing how insensitive you were being. 

“it’s personal.” mikey shortly dismissed, but you were a little slow to understand and continued to persist until he caved in. 

“it’s just me and you in here. think of it as a bubble with just us, nothing comes in or goes out of this bubble.” you assured him, patting his back. 

for some strange reason, mikey felt like he could tell you anything from how comfortable you made him feel. considering the fact that he didn’t want to show any kind of reaction or emotion towards his family, he decided to seek that comfort and release in you. 

“my mother just died, about an hour ago.” he bluntly dropped the bomb, placing a very awkward and tense atmosphere between you both. 

“you’ll get over it, mikey.” you calmly answered, making his brows furrow with annoyance and slight anger. 

“how could you say that to me? my mother just died.” mikey said in disbelief, his tone heightening a little. 

“i’m telling you the truth. i’m sorry that this happened to you, especially at such a young age, but it’ll all pass and soon, today will just be one of your many bad memories. you’ll find peace and love one day and heal, mikey. that’s life.” you defended your previous statement, looking into his eyes with a gentle look. 

“and how do you know that? you’re just some ten-year-old weirdo that walked in on me.” he mumbled under his breath, making you giggle. 

“i’m an orphan, mikey. i don’t even know what my parents look like or if i even have any to begin with. not even any knowledge on if i have sibling or not. ken and remi aren’t my real siblings, just people i grew up with.” you shrugged, making the blonde boy thin his lips. 

“i’m sorry.” he apologized, his gaze lowering to meet his shoes. 

“it’s not your fault. there’s too much love in this world to be consumed by regret or grief. i’m not saying that you shouldn’t grieve, but you have to pick yourself up and continue with the rest of your life eventually. it’s what your mom would’ve wanted, mikey.” you ruffled his hair as his eyes shimmered with hope. 

“thanks, i’ll try. also, promise me that you won’t tell anyone about me crying.” mikey gave you a embarrassed look, holding up his pinky. 

“i promise.” you intertwined yours with his.

suddenly, the door flew open, which startled the both of you. 

“found you!”

---

“i’m really sorry, sir.” the doctor heavily sighed, trying to pat your uncle’s back as the man sobbed in his palms. 

“how bad is it? please, tell me she has time! she’s only ten, i want to be able to walk her down the aisle one day.” your uncle begged, choking between every word and cry. 

“the tumor in right in the middle of her brain, wrapping around each and every blood vessel. it’s to aggressive for us to remove it, i’m sorry once again, but it’s inoperable. she’ll bleed out before we can even remove a centimeter of it. with proper treatment and medications, we’re looking at maybe ten more years.” the doctor replied, making your uncle rub his temples in worry. 

“uncle!! meet my new friend, mikey! they live on the next block from our house.” you vibrant voice broke the depressing atmosphere. your uncle quickly wiped away his tears, giving you all a smile. 

“hey, i remember you! you were in s.s motors with shinichiro.” your uncle patted mikey’s head. 

“he’s my big brother.” mikey answered. 

“i see, why don’t you come and have lunch with us. we’re going out for burgers, i’ll text your brother that you’re with us.” your uncle suggested, making the small blonde boy nod his head.

and just like that, the both of you became inseparable. 

---

high school came around and you were the only thing that was piecing manjiro sano, or rather the invincible mikey, together. he formed a gang and that included your brother in it as well. you all were a pretty tight group to say the least, yet no one could truly understand him better than you could.

not even his right-hand men such as draken or sanzu. 

“i think i’m gonna disband toman and move away for some time, you now escape life for a little.” he sighed, opening the lid of the chocolate pudding before handing it to you.

“where’s yours?” you asked, confused as to why he only got one. 

“didn’t want one.” he shrugged, digging in his pocket before pulling out a box of cigarettes. he plucked one of the cancer sticks out, planting it in between his lips before lighting it. 

you watched him in disappointment, as he inhaled the smoke before coughing it out, eyes becoming watery as you scoffed. 

“dumbass, give me that.” you grabbed the stick before throwing it on the ground, stepping on it. 

“and that.” you grabbed the pack out of his hands before tossing it into the trash. 

“y/n.” mikey called out. 

“no, i’m really mad at you. i can’t believe you, mikey. pull that type of shit again and i’ll bury you, i swear. no girl would ever want to kiss you with a mouth like that.” you scoffed, flicking his forehead as he winced in pain. 

“not even you?” he teased. 

“i’d rather kiss a roach.” you playfully punched his bicep, earning a small laugh from him. 

“they only had one pudding left, so i didn’t get one for myself.” he explained himself. 

“we could always share, idiot. say ah.” you ordered, scooping a hefty amount of pudding before placing the spoon near his lips. he opened his mouth, eating it with content. 

“see, much better than cigarettes. but i was being serious, mikey, i don’t wanna see those near your lips or reach ever again. swear on my life?” you glared at him, making him choke. 

“hey! why are you giving me such a harsh swear??” he cleared his throat. 

“so you’re saying you’ll lie and do it behind my back?!” you yelled, making him quickly shake his head. 

“no, no, no! that’s not what i meant. i’m just saying that isn’t it such a big swear for something so stupid?” mikey tried to reason. 

“your health is not stupid, mikey. don’t push my buttons and swear already.” you rolled your eyes, making him sigh. 

“fine, i swear.” he said in defeat, stealing the reamining of your pudding to eat. 

“hm, good. oh, going back to what you were saying earlier, why so suddenly?” you questioned, backtracking to the previous conversation before you both got out of topic. 

“i don’t know, i feel like i’m bringing in my toxic energy in and engulfing everyone. maybe i should just let it all go and step back, you know? even you need a break from me to be honest.” he bitterly laughed. you kissed your teeth before grabbing a hold of his face, turning it to face you as you stared sternly at him. 

“mikey, i’m not going anywhere. what i promised you seven years will never break, even after we die. our souls are one, and i can’t leave my other half. so, let me run away with you. wherever you want, i’ll follow right behind you.” you gave him a soft smile, caressing his cheeks lovingly. his expression grew softer, tears welling in his eyes as he buried his face in your chest. you wrapped your arms around him, kissing the top of his head. 

it’s been rough on him, especially after losing shinichiro too in an accident. mikey’s been in a really dark place for a few months, shit, even scary if you were honest. he was snappy, rude, all dark and twisty. yet, you never gave up on him. 

because you knew that at the end of the day, he was still the same small boy you found in that closet crying to himself. 

“y/n, promise me something.” mikey sniffled, pulling away as he looked up at you, eyes holding so much vulnerability. 

“i promised my entire life to you, what more should i promise?”you joked, wiping away his tears with the pads of your thumb. 

“if we don’t find someone by the age of thirty, let’s get married. i’d rather spend the rest of my life with you than all alone.” he offered, a boyish smile dancing on his lips as your heart fluttered. 

you could’ve sworn that it skipped a few beats, making it suddenly harder to breathe as your cheeks grew warm. 

“stop fucking around with me, sano. it’s not funny.” you warned him, but his expression remained the same. 

“you’re being deadass?” your eyes grew wide and he hummed in response. 

“so, are you in or not?” the blonde boy cocked an eyebrow as he held out his pinkie, making you chuckle. 

“jeez, it seems like you’re making a life or death contract with me. yes, i’m in.” you answered, intertwining your pinkie with his. 

and to think that what you’ve been dreaming of for years were to come true would become only a nightmare. 

it’s not until emma’s death where mikey completely disappeared, not answering anyones calls or even yours. you spent days trying to look for him all over the city and even begging koko to somehow track his number or something. 

but every effort went in vain. 

you cried for months, refusing to eat and giving up on the sweet treat that only reminded you of him. you had nightmares every night, and the only thought that circled your mind was that he was dead. 

he was really gone. 

until after nearly nine years, he came back. not alone, but accompanied with another person. 

a girl, his girl, to be precise. 

mikey went to the philippines for those years, returning with a completely new get up that would make it hard for anyone to guess that it was him. his beautiful blonde locks were now cut short with an undercut, dyed black. 

you remembered the first day where he showed up at your doorsteps, your knees turned into jelly as you almost collapsed to the group if he didn’t catch you in time. you cried in his arms for so long, cursing and punching him from pain and anger as he whispered thousands of apologies to you. 

you were happy, so fucking happy to see that he was alive. it put your mind and heart to peace, until you saw her walk out of the car.  

“this is my girlfriend, y/n. we met a few years back and she’s just amazing, you know. i wanted you to meet the most important person of my life first since you’re my best friend.” he mischievously giggled, snaking an arm around her waist. 

your throat became dry, heart shattering into a billion pieces as each word leaving his lips was like knives jabbing at your heart. it bled, threatening to leak out of your eyes. yet, you held back, trying your hardest to fake a realistic smile to keep your cool. 

“nice to meet you.” you shook her hand. 

“the pleasure’s all mine, mikey’s told me a lot about you.” she said, making you awkwardly laugh.

“oh, i see.” you dryly replied, clearing your throat. 

“these are for you by the way, it’s a recipe that’s really sacred to my family. i hope you enjoy.” she smiled, handing you a box of what seemed like cookies. 

fuck, i can’t even bring myself to hate her. 

“thank you, that’s really sweet of you. uh, you both should stay over for lunch.” you offered, secretly praying that they refuse. 

“sorry, y/n, i gotta get my bike inspected by ken-chin. next time, yeah?” he ruffled your hair, as you managed to let out a small hum. you waved them goodbye before entering your house, locking the door behind you. 

you fell on your knees, letting out all the tears that you’ve been holding in. your cry was ugly, gut-wrenching and painful as it stole all the oxygen from your lungs and made you gag and choke. 

it felt like someone died, well, it was sort of like that. 

mikey was no longer yours, he was somebody’s else’s. you were all alone now. 

you’re the other woman. 

you probably shed a gallon of tears by now, trying your best to turn off the water tap glued on your eyes. but, the image of him snaking his arm around her waist never left your mind. 

you glanced at the box of cookies on the floor, opening the lid to grab one and take a bite. 

“fuck, they taste delicious too.” you cried, throwing it back in the box as you decided that it’ll be best to call out of work sick for tomorrow. 

---

the day has finally come, where you have to let him go. he was no longer yours, those days will never come back, now only a happy memory that you can confide to for comfort. 

“y/n, you don’t have to do this.” draken sighed, placing a hand on your shoulder but you shook your head, determined to attend that damn wedding. 

“i have to, ken. he’s my best friend, i can do at least this much for him.” you answered, fixing up the green dress that you wore before putting on your earrings. 

“be selfish for once, y/n! i know that you love him, alright? i’ve been living with you since diapers, i know you like the back of my hand. you can lie to anyone but me, i know that you’re not okay. which is why i’m telling you that you don’t have to do this. i’ll tell him that you’re sick or something.” draken’s eyes softened, his expresison growing sad as he looked at your pained expression. you were smiling at him, yet he knew the thousands of thoughts and words that littered your mind. 

“ken, i know. the only way i could give myself closure is by seeing it happen, in front of my eyes. i want my last memory of him to be happy and clear, so that when i think of him, i don’t feel pain or misery. if he’s happy then i’m happy because we are each others halves and no one can take that spot. besides, his fiance is so nice, i can’t even bring myself to hate her. he’ll be fine, i know he will.” you explained, grabbing drakens hands as you gave it a tight squeeze, looking up at the tall man that stood before you. 

he bit his lips to contain himself from arguing back, caressing your cheeks before letting out a sigh. he nodded his head, deciding to butt-out of your business. 

“okay, whatever makes you happy.” he said and you hummed in response before getting up to slip on your heels. 

“let’s go, we have a wedding to go to.” you smiled at him, slipped your arm in his as you guys walked out of your house. 

the drive to the church was short as it was the same one where hina and takemichi got married. you entered the ladies room where all the bridesmaids were getting dressed up as they all waited for you since you were the maid of honor. 

“y/n, you’re here! god, you look gorgeous, maybe i should ditch mikey and marry you instead.” she joked, pulling you into a hug as you chuckled, patting her back. 

“you look even prettier. damn, mikey caught a good one i gotta say.” you answered looking at her with eyes full of nothing but adoration. 

she was sweet and understanding, a perfect wife for mikey. he deserved this, after being through hell and back, he deserved happiness and peace. 

and you were willing to do anything to give him that, even if it meant to go to the ends of the earth and come back. 

“it’s almost time! come on ladies, get in position.” one of the bridesmaids announced.

“i’ll see you at the aisle.” you rubbed her shoulder as she hummed, then taking your leave as you entered the wedding hall. you walked up where the priest stood, mikey standing right across you. 

his eyes widened when he saw you, walking up to you without hesitation. he pulled you into a tight hug before pulling away with a smile. 

“you look absolutely beautiful, y/n, as always. i’m so happy that you’re here, i was honestly so nervous, but after seeing you, i got my courage back.” he honestly said, making it hard for you to form words to respond to him. 

“better not chicken out sano, i raised you better than that.” you playfully scolded him. 

“yes ma’am!” he jokingly saluted, making you both laugh. 

“mr. sano, please stand in position, the bride will enter in a few minutes.” the priest interrupted. 

“sorry. i’ll talk to you after the ceremony, okay?” he held your hands, giving it a tight squeeze and you swore that if he was just a hair more closer, you would’ve broken down into tears. 

“yeah, yeah, of course. go get married, sano.” you teased, making him blush as he walked back to his original position. you stood with one ring while draken stood with the other, the taller glancing at you frequently to check if you’re okay and you’d discreetly try to nod and give him the signal that you’re fine.

the music began to play and the doors opened, revealing mikey’s soon to be wife, now walking in with her father. a huge smile or her face as you looked over at mikey, only to catch him staring at you before averting his gaze to his wife. 

she walked up the steps, now standing besides you as she turned to look at her soon to be husband. the priest began to read the wedding vows and it was soon time to exchange rings. the beautiful diamond ring glimmered under your eyes and you couldn’t help but wished it was for you. 

it fit perfectly, like it was made for you and you knew that because you accompanied mikey when he went ring shopping. it was unfortunate to know that his fiance’s ring size was the same as you, so you helped him pick and size it. you remember not being able to take your eyes off of it as soon as he slipped it onto your finger. you felt chills as his skin touched yours, but now, it was reality; only not yours but hers. 

“do you, _____, take manjiro sano as your wedded husband, to cherish in love and in friendship, in sickness and in health, in success and in disappointment, to love him faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?” the priest asked, and without hesitation⸻

“i do.” she said with the brightest smile, giving him the most lovesick eyes known to mankind. 

“do you, manjiro sano, take _____ as your wedded wife, to cherish in love and in friendship, in sickness and in health, in success and in disappointment, to love him faithfully, today, tomorrow, and for as long as the two of you shall live?” he now asked the groom, and to your surpise, mikey’s eyes were only focused on you. 

please, say no, mikey. say no! you’re mine and i’m yours, it always been like that. please, say no.

your mind screamed and your heart bled, hoping for some miracle to change the events to bring it in your favors. but to your disappointment, none of that happened. he gave you a small smile before glancing at his bride. 

“i do.” mikey said and the priest suddenly glanced at everyone in the room. 

“any objections?” he loudly asked, as a moment of silence fell in the whole room. 

me! i object. this wedding shouldn’t be happening, not even in a million years. that should be me in that dress and ring, not her. i don’t want to be the other woman.

“that’s a no then. i now pronounce you husband and wife. you may kiss the bride.” and with that being said, you averted your gaze to the bouquet of flowers as the crowd roared with cheers while they both kissed. 

a few tears slipped from your eyes but you managed to quickly wipe them away, praying that nobody saw them. to which nobody did, except for draken as the man look at you with nothing but an aching heart to see you this heartbroken. 

the after party was great, from the table of stories and lunch too. the cake was amazing as well, coming from the bakery that you and mikey often went to for study dates during your teen years. 

“y/n! there you are, i’ve been looking for you everywhere. i just wanted to come here and thank you again for helping out with everything. you’re amazing and i’m so happy to know someone like you.” mikey’s wife came to you and pulled you into a hug, as you pat her back. 

“of course, i wish you both the best of luck and a lot of happiness. treat him good, okay? he’s been through so much and he really deserves this. he’s a little childish and stubborn at times but he’s so sweet. he’s great and it breaks my heart to give him away but he’ll be okay. i know he will, he’s mikey after all.” you laughed, making her break into one as well. 

“mhm, you got it!” she smiled at you once more before being whisked away by another relative for pictures. 

“looks like you’re busy.” you heard a familiar voice behind you, turning around to see mikey grinning at you. 

“yup, busy practicing how to spend the rest of my life alone without my other half.” you teased, making him chuckle. 

“i suppose if you’re not too busy then you can spare some time to have a dance with me?” mikey wiggled his eyebrows, making your lips curl as you took his hand, being pulled away to the dance floor. 

you wrap your arms around his neck as his arms snake around your waist. you both sway to the song and it felt like once again everyone else was just a blur and you both were now back in your own world, just the two of you. 

“thank you, y/n. for everything, from beginning to end. i’ll never be able to repay you for everything that you’ve done for me. without you, i don’t think i’d even be standing here. you’re my one and only, forever and always; my other half.” he genuinely spoke, eyes glimmering with love and adoration, turning your brain into a bunch of mush and heart becoming all fuzzy. 

“you just got married, mikey, don’t make your wife turn against me by saying those kind of things.” you chuckled, making him crack a smile. 

“i mean it, you’re very special to me, y/n.” mikey said, tucking in a piece of hair behind your ear. you felt suffocated, feeling your airways and chest tightening. you couldn’t tell if it was from all that food you stress-ate or the feelings that threatened to pour out right this moment.

“can we go somewhere private, i gotta tell you something.” you urgently ushered him, as he quickly nodded his head before being dragged away to the groom’s room. 

you quickly closed the door behind you, locking it before turning to face him. mikey grew concerned at your behavior and silence as he constantly asked if you were okay.

“if someone were to ask me what would be the best and worst day of my life, i would tell them that it was the day that i met you.” you breathed out, making mikey tilt his head to the side in confusion. 

“huh?” he managed to say. 

“it was the day where i found someone that understood me as a person deep from within, knew my every thought and feeling before i even had to say it or act on it. i found my other half, the person that made me, well, me. the person whom i’ve grown to not be able to live without as well. which also brings it to why it’s my worst day as well.” you grew silent, words feeling too heavy to spew out as tears gathered in your eyes. 

“the person that i can’t live without, mikey.” you choked out, tears now streaming down your face as mikey’s eyes widened. 

“y/n, i don’t under-”

“i love you, okay! not as a friend, but as someone more. i wanted to be the person that you spend the rest of your life with.” you cried, making him gulp harshly. 

“i wanted to be your bride.” you sadly laughed, looking up at him with a tear-stained face as your mascara and eyeliner was now smudged. 

“oh my god, y/n.” he whispered, trying to pull you into a hug but you quickly stopped him. 

“don’t! if you hug me right now, i’ll break and won’t be able to stop myself. please, just hear me out. when we went ring shopping, i never wanted to take it off of my finger and it felt so nice when you put it on me. that night, i went home and couldn’t stop envisioning a future where it was us instead. i’ve loved you ever since we were kids, mikey.” you confessed, making him break into tears as he pulled you into a hug, unable to contain himself. 

“then why the hell didn’t you say anything before? you even had the chance to object when the priest said the vows. why didn’t you say anything!” he sobbed, his embrace tightening as if he never wanted to let you go. 

“because she’s good, mikey. you need a wife who’s sweet, tender, gentle and understanding. she’s perfect for you, mikey. you’ll be okay, i know you will.” you gave him a sad smile, holding his face as you looked deep into his eyes. 

“but you’re also-”

“no, mikey. you need someone who can cherish you and spend many more happy years to come. i can’t give you that.” you sniffled, making him furrow his eyebrows. 

“i don’t understand, what’s going on?” mikey panicked.

“i’m dying, mikey. that day that i met you, i was diagnosed with an inoperable brain tumor and it seems that i barely have a full month left to live. i was supposed to be long gone by last month but i guess i was lucky enough to see you get married.” you cried with a smile. 

“no, no, you’re lying to me. this can’t be! y/n, this isn’t time for jokes, please, i can’t lose you too. i’ll marry you, i’ll manage something, i promise. please, just don’t leave me.” he begged, holding onto you like you would disappear from his reach if he were to let go. 

“mikey, don’t make all of this go into vain. i worked so hard to come to terms with my feelings and get closure. which is why i waited until after the wedding to tell you because even if i do leave you, you’ll have her to be there with you. you need to live for me, and enjoy your life in happiness. okay?” you sobbed, trying to convince him but he kept shaking his head in denial. 

“no! please, y/n! i-i-”

“here, make sure to share with her, alright? don’t get too greedy.” you tried to joke to lighten the mood, as you opened his palm to give him the container of chocolate pudding. 

“y/n, please.” he cried, but you were stern with your decision. you felt yourself becoming light-headed and the familiar feeling of nausea. it almost felt like you were dying, ironically. 

“bye, mikey.” you gave him a soft kiss on his cheek before running out of the room. mikey yelled your name behind like a madman as he ran after you, but you were too ahead. the fresh air hit your skin, sending goosebumps everywhere and it felt like you could breathe again. 

you walked over to draken’s car and opened the door, sitting down as you were about to close the door. 

“i love you too, y/n! i always have and always will.” was the last thing you heard before slamming the door shut, breaking into tears. 

“start the car, ken.” you said in between your sobs, driving away from the church. 

“so, you gonna hide from him forever or what? you know, y/n, i never told you how much i love you. well, not like that. but, i’m grateful for having someone like you in my life. i’d do anything to make you smile, you’re the most selfless and kind person i’ve ever met. an angel is what you are.” draken rambled, making you softly chuckle.

“thanks ken, i love you too.” you tiredly slurred your words, draken glancing at you as he stopped at a light, a smile etching on his face.

“seems like you’re tired, let’s get takeout tonight and go to the movies with remi. you know, just like the old days. what do you say?” draken asked, only to be met with silence. he chuckled to himself as he decided to not bother you and let you sleep till you both got home. 

draken finished parking the car, calling your name a few times to try and wake you up, but you wouldn’t budge. 

“jeez, gonna make me carry your ass up those damn stairs.” he groaned while getting out of the car and opening the door to yours. 

“y/n-” he grew quiet, seeing your pale face made his blood run could. draken quickly bent down and put his ear on your heart, two fingers on your wrist. 

no beat, no pulse. 

“no, no⸻y/n, wake up! please, i need you to wake up!” draken cried, wrapping his arms around your cold and lifeless body to give you some of his warmth. 

but it was no use, you were already gone. 

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[saeskiss]

𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐇.

ken “draken” ryuguji x fem!reader. 7.4k wc. 7/10/23.

you and draken have been broken up for four months, thirteen days and counting. yet, he still finds himself yearning for your comfort and one day he shows up on your door step with bruises and you know it’s selfish but you can’t stop yourself from giving in.

⟡ exes to lovers / second chance romance. mentions of blood, gang, fighting, etc. angst / comfort && fluff. !! proofread to the best of my abilities lol. SUGGESTIVE. (mentions of dick, draken is naked, y/n has a wet dream of draken (very vivid but short), etc.) AGED UP!!!!

draken knows he shouldn’t be here. or it’s more like he knows he doesn’t deserve to be here. he doesn’t deserve to show up on your doorstep that used to be his too. and he especially doesn’t deserve to be at your front porch practically begging for you to let him in after he broke your heart and shattered it to pieces.

he knows it’s selfish. and he knows you’ll scold him when you see him. but he doesn’t care. because he’s hunched over, bleeding for fucks sake, and he doesn’t have time to be caring whether or not you’ll be happy or not to see him.

he pounds on the door one more time, holding himself with one hand, the other hand on the door, trying to hold himself up.

“shit.” he mutters under his breath, coughs soon following after.

he sees a small tiny figure in the reflection of the peek hole, but he’s not so sure. everything is slowly becoming a blur for him, and he’s scared that he’s going to pass out in front of your doorstep and this will be your surprise when you wake up in the morning to go to work.

which wouldn’t be pleasant he thinks and holds in there, waiting for you to magically come out, but he counts to sixty, and you’re nowhere to be seen.

he’s about to turn around when he hears the sound of the heavy wooden door creaking. it’s old, and you were stubborn about replacing it when draken lived in this house with you. it almost seemed like that was centuries ago, but no, it was merely four months ago.

“draken? what are you doing here?” you rub your eyes to make sure you’re not seeing things.

“hi.” is all that manages to come out of his mouth before another “fuck,” follows, trying his best not to collapse onto the ground from the pain he’s enduring right now.

he sees you hesitate in your position, silently deciding between helping him up or leaving him on your doorstep. the wind blows your hair and draken thinks that you never look more beautiful than you do right now, and he’s upset. upset at himself for letting the doubts get to him. but then again, he’s on your doorstep and you’re right before him so what does he have to regret?

“here.” you launch yourself forward to him, silently cursing yourself to being so reluctant towards him after how shattered you were by him.

you frown at the sight of him so heavily wounded. you put his arm around your head and hold onto his arm, trying to drag him inside the house that once safely housed the both of you.

“here.” you hand him a glass of water, and honestly that’s all you’ve managed to say in the span of seeing draken after no contact for almost four months and two weeks. and it hurts, so “here” is all you can say before you start to break.

draken sees the way that you open your mouth to say something before closing it. he takes a sip of water trying to distract himself from the silence enveloping the room.

you swallow before accidentally saying something that you’ll regret.

one minute he was on your doorstep grunting in pain, the next he is on your couch still wounded drinking water. you should really tend those wounds. “are you sure we don’t have to take you to the hospital?” you get up from your seat on the couch and head to get the first aid kit that you got when you were dating draken and still haven’t brought yourself to throw it out. he shakes his head, his eyes wandering around your house taking its own tour.

draken is still a remainder of your life. and he notices this. he notices how you haven’t taken down the pictures of you guys together, and he notices that you still have the bracelet he gave you on the coffee table, he notices the potted plant you guys bought together to try and decorate the house that you guys had called “too empty” despite having each others company to reach out for. he notices that you haven’t really thrown anything out. he notices that you’ve been in a slump.

from the over-filling garbage in your trash can to the dirty dishes in the sink to the clothes placed randomly on the floor and random seats, to the random misplaced items in misplaced areas. you notice draken looking around, in panic as you turn away trying not to look at him, walking over to him with the first aid kit. “i haven’t had time to throw it out. i’ve been busy with work and stuff. i’m working on it.” you laugh nervously, feeling annoyed that you have to explain yourself and that draken has barely said a word except for the cuss that he muttered at your door step.

“where’s the wound?” you ask him, clear that he isn’t willing to make conversation.

and to your surprise he actually responds. and not with a fake response, but with a real one. one that comes from his mouth. one where he actually uses his voice to show it.

“here.” and to your shock, he lifts up his shirt and uses his mouth to hold onto the shirt to show you the deep diagonal cut on the side of his hip that leads almost into his stomach.

you couldn’t believe you were doing work at home. the one place you were away from everything hospital related. it was 2 AM for fucks sake and you had just got off of work an hour and a half ago. you want to tell him that you haven’t thrown out the pictures of you and draken because you’ve been occupied with other stuff, but you don’t. you don’t bother to give him explanations because it’s very simple: he doesn’t deserve any. not after what he put you through. it just wouldn’t sit well with you.

he left you there and it made you feel useless and helpless. like you couldn’t do anything. it was like this for two weeks before you pulled yourself together. and you wish that he saw it happen because it was one of the hardest things to bring yourself to do.

draken doesn’t know this. he doesn’t want to know. because if he understands the circumstances he’s put you in he’ll feel bad. he’ll feel bad for intruding the one home you have left after he had abandoned you.

he wants to say sorry to you, beg for your forgiveness but the amount of pain he’s in right now is taking over his brain and he can’t seem to form the words out of his mouth.

you dab onto the wound with cotton balls, but the blood just keeps coming out like a water fountain. you start to grow anxious, and out of habit you bite your lip, “the bleeding isn’t stopping.” you take your hands off of him and he turns to look at you and you’re met with his gorgeous dark brown orbs, and you can see the spark that was no longer in him coming back just from eyeshades eye contact between you guys.

he doesn’t say anything, and you guys stay like that for a little longer. is what you guessed you both decide silently in your guys’ heads.

you suddenly blurt out of awkwardness and the weird tension filling up the room, nearly suffocating you. “i think you should wash up.” you get up as you throw away the dirtied cotton balls.

“okay.” he attempts to get up, but he suddenly feels a sharp pain in the side of his hip and falls back onto the couch in defeat.

you watch as he holds the side of his hip, feeling a little sorry for him even though he ended things off horribly. “here. i’ll help you.” you give him a shoulder to lean on and he gives you the gentle genuine smile that you miss so much and would do anything just to see it again.

you walk him to the bathroom, his limping slows the both of you down and you take a longer trip to the bathroom than you normally have to.

you use the toilet cover as a chair so he can rest his injury. you stand there putting away the first aid kit that you had previously left on the counter rushing to draken’s savior not even bothering to clean it up despite the current state of your house. you watch as he struggles to take off his shirt with the bruises that are left on his arm. “…do you need help?” your voice cracks asking because it sounded like a weird question.

you guys are acting so domestically and it makes you think that there could be a possibility of you guys getting back together again. but that would not happen, you wouldn’t let it. or at least that’s what you think right now.

he nods. you come closer to him and you slip the white shirt that was now painted in the color of roses. you hear him whimper at how aggressively you had managed to get it off.

“sorry.” you find yourself apologizing and it’s absolutely pathetic.

“it’s ‘kay.” he mumbles, and he has become a man of few words, exactly like the time when you guys had first met and you can feel your heart aching.

he sits on the toilet cover, looking at you practically asking you with his eyes what he’s supposed to do next now that he’s shirtless covered in bruises and cuts in front of you.

draken debates asking the question he’s about to ask and he decides on asking it because what’s the worse that could possibly happen? you abandon him on your front porch? (it was a highly likely event but it’s 2:27 a.m. and he’s hoping you’re a little softer than usual).

“..do you think you could help me, like wash up?” his head is down, staring at the ground looking for any ants that could distract him from the hot sensation he was feeling on his face.

you think for a second, and you really think of the domesticity of this scenario. draken, your ex boyfriend in your bath naked and you tending his wounds. this was ridiculous and an awful situation to be put in. but he’s in pain, and you know he can’t do it himself. and the faster that you guys are done, the faster he can leave and the faster you can go back to your deep slumber.

“okay. but once we’re done you’re leaving. i’m tired, okay?” you notice the way that his shoulders rise and the way his face lights up from hearing that four letter word coming out of your mouth. you’re pretty sure he didn’t even hear the rest of what you said.

“okay.” he says, slowing getting up from the toilet and trying to situate himself into the bathtub that you once shared. and you cringe from the memory being brought up again.

“you need to take off your pants.” you tell him, and your face suddenly feels hot when you realize how perverted you sounded right now. “..i meant like so they don’t get wet.” you say calmly not letting him see your facade break down. even if it’s a small panic at something embarrassing you just said.

“right.” he hastily pulls off his pants and you notice this. you notice how he’s rushing. “do i have to..?” he gestures as his boxers. and you want to say yes for selfish reasons but this was serious and you had to treat this as if draken was your patient because he’s not your boyfriend anymore (his loss), he’s just a stranger that you use to know.

“keep them on.” you say, but it comes out more as a demand, “unless you don’t want to. either way i have an extra pair.” and you notice the way that draken blinks a couple of times, confused by what you were trying to imply. you don’t try to clear it up because you decide that you enjoy watching draken sit there and wander at the million possibilities you could be aiming at when you say that you have an “extra pair of boxers.”

“i’m just going to keep them on. i don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” you re-count in your head, draken’s 14 worded sentence. that’s the longest he’s spoke in the twenty minutes he’s been in your home. and it was about him taking off his boxers.

“it’s okay.” you find that’s the only thing you can respond with. you want to say, “it’s not like i haven’t seen it before,” but you don’t.

it doesn’t matter either way because when it gets wet you’ll see it anyway, so you don’t understand why he’s being so persistent. they’ll stick to his thighs and he’ll have a hard time taking them off when he’s done.

“you can’t change your mind.” you tell him because you don’t want to deal with getting up during your clean up and messing it up. but that explanation is just a cover up for your embarrassment, silently hoping he doesn’t actually take off his boxers.

“okay, i’ll take them off then. are you sure i can?” he asks scared he’s going to make you uncomfortable considering the title of your guys’ relationship. (there was no title.)

“yes, i’ve seen it before. what’s there to hide? are you shy or something?” you scoff and you can the tint of pink creeping onto the tips of his ears.

“hurry up. you’re losing a lot of blood.” you respond fast, trying to distract yourself from how cute he looked right now. you try to put your nurse mode on because you couldn’t let him win.

you stand there, waiting for him to take off his boxers. you can see the shade of crimson darkening on his face.

he tosses his boxers onto the ground next to you, trying to aim his body away from you because of his dick, trying to make you comfortable because you guys haven’t mentioned the break up yet and he doesn’t really want you to mention it now. and now, he has a feeling that you will because of the annoying and weird situation he put you in.

“okay.” you mentally face palm yourself for being so curious to want to see his dick again. it’s only been four months of no sexual activity and you’re already drooling over a guy taking off his boxers so you can bathe him and then tend his wound.

you turn the faucet on the bathtub so you can wash off the blood on the wound because an infection on that deep of a wound cause even more problems for you in the future.

draken was troublesome, is what you’ve decided. ever getting involved with him was one of your biggest regrets. yet you have to admit, he’s one of the sweetest—no, he is the sweetest man you’ve ever met. despite ending the breakup abruptly and making you leading up to the conclusion that he cheated on you, he’s the only man that has ever made you feel important through and through.

(ugh, why are we talking good about him now? he broke your heart. cmon y/n, you’re better than this!)

you walk towards the sink to wash your hands with soap before walking back to draken to rub the blood off of his body and into the drain.

you repeat this process for what feels like hours, both you and draken not saying a word to each other the whole time.

you walk up to the cabinets to grab a new towel for draken to use to wipe his body off.

“here. wipe your body. i’m going to get the extra clothes for you.” you hurry back to your bedroom that was once shared with draken. and the memories come flooding back once again, and you hate yourself for remembering them so well.

you find yourself reminiscing and you force yourself to snap out of the trance that only draken can put you in. you sigh as you grab yourself the extra pair of boxers and a t-shirt and gray sweatpants. all of which had belonged to draken and you still haven’t brought yourself to throw away.

“hey.” you feel a soft voice whisper down your ear, shivers sent down your spine from how fucking sexy he was being right now. you couldn’t even enjoy it.

“didn’t i tell you to stay put?” your tone slightly changed and he notices the way your voice moderately rises.

“you didn’t. and it was getting cold so i came to find you.” you turn around to meet his figure, he looked so comfy wrapped up in that towel.

“next time, just stay put. i don’t want you getting even more hurt.” you notice draken smiling at you. he’s smiling for two things. the fact that you said “next time” and the concern that was in your voice when you were talking about him getting hurt.

“here.” you shove the clothes in his face, not being able to bear the awkward silence. you see him just standing there with his clothes now on the ground.

“it hurts to bend down. can you help me?” for a second, you swear you can hear the desperation in his voice. but maybe you were wrong, because just like that his expression was back to normal. stoic and stubborn.

you gulp nervously before bending down to the ground to pick up “his” clothes. you watch as he slowly takes off his towel and you try not to look at his dick to avoid the image of you seeming perverted towards draken.

you hurry up and slip them on to get rid of the uncomfortable sight. you point at the bed, “lay down.” you demand so it’s easier to slip on his pants. “thank you.”

“sit up.” you tell him again, “sit here. do not go anywhere this time.” you run off to fetch the first aid kit so you could put antibiotics onto the now dry cut.

draken nods his head like an obedient puppy. he’s lucky he’s still here, is what he tells himself. it’s not a lot, but he’s getting something and he’s happy about it. getting taken care of is what draken calls his favorite form of someone showing him love.

his eyes scan the room to look for something he’s seen before to hold that sense of familiarity he once had when he lived in this house with you. he sees the picture frame that use to have a picture of you and draken facing down onto the table. he takes a whiff of the scent of the room, and it smells like you. it smells like the home he once knew.

he realizes that the boxers he’s wearing are his. his from when he use to live here. you kept one. and the sweatpants too. they’re all his. his that you selfishly kept. and he hadn’t even realized that these were missing when you had left the box of his things outside on the front porch because you didn’t want to face him.

he’s snapped out of his thoughts when he sees you coming back with the first aid kit. “hey.” you say taking a seat next to him on your bed.

“stay still, okay?” he nods again, and you put a little bit of the medication on a cotton pad and lightly dab at the wound. you can hear him wince in pain, “hold still. it’ll only take a while. just hold in there.” you tell him, repeating the procedure a couple of more times until you get the whole cut covered.

“i’m going to bandage it now, okay?” you take the roll of bandage out to wrap around his waist trying to cover up the cut.

“thank you.” draken finally says because in a couple of minutes he’s going to have to leave. and he’s feeling defeated. because he can’t leave. he doesn’t want to leave. he wants to stay here forever but he can’t. and it’s hurting him almost as much as the wound that he just got.

“yeah.” you say as you take one more look at his body, instantly regretting it. god his abs still look so good even when there’s cuts and bruises all over his body. “go to the doctor tomorrow. tell them to tend the wound.” you tell him, but he says nothing. “put this shirt on. it’s cold outside.” you hand the black t-shirt to him and to which he obliges, slipping it over his head.

“okay.” he decides that his final word will be okay, and he curses himself for it because it’s long out of his mouth and into the air and he can’t take it back anymore.

“okay.” you say back, dumbfounded of what’s going to happen next. “…do you want me to walk you out?” you say confused at what he wants.

“i’d like that.” he says, and you can hear the way his tone changes.

you both walk towards the door in silence and you both know this will be the last time you guys see each other in a long time. he wants to do something rational but he knows that he’ll regret it. he knows he’ll regret it even if he doesn’t do anything.

but he decides on the latter. you open the door, and draken is outside of the place he called home for the hour he was in there. he stands outside and you stand inside your house. you guys stand like that for a while before you decide to say, “bye.” you say softly, trying your best to give him a smile. and you try so hard not to break.

“bye.” he puts his hands in the pockets of the sweatpants as you watch his figure slowly walk away from you and the door shuts.

what the fuck just happened?

“y/n?” you hear a husky voice call your name from your bed.

“draken? is that you? why are you here? what happened to your wound?” you panic to which he lifts up his shirt and he quickly slips it off.

“it’s all better thanks to you.” he comes from behind and hugs your waist snuggling into your shoulder.

“cmon let’s go to bed.” he says as he slides his hands from your waist to your hand to drag you towards your bed.

you see him standing in front of you, his shirt is now off and everything feels like a dream. “kiss it.” he holds your hand, kissing each one of your fingers before kissing your palm.

he lets go of your hand and puts it on his abdomen. “feel it.” you hear him say as you let your hand roam and really feel his abs.

“kiss it.” you’re hesitant and draken noticed this. “please.” the desperation in his voice makes you groan and draken smirks upon hearing how turned on you are from him.

so you give in, and lightly tap your lips against his firm and sculpted abs. you move it towards the healed spot and brush your lips carefully on the area. you hear him moan and you can feel your face getting hot. he just looks at you with a smug expression on his face. “y/n.” he says as he moves your head so that you guys are making eye contact with each other.

“i need you. i want to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk tomorrow.” his tone is aggressive and you can hear the desperation in his voice and you suddenly have the urge to moan again.

he lifts you up from your position and sits you up so that your head is against the headboard and your eyes meet.

he grinds his hard cock against your pussy, “you like that?” he says as he grunts into your ear. “take off your pants.” he demands and you obey.

“don’t keep me waiting baby.” he says as he takes his bulging cock out of his pants. “look at how wet you make me.” he smirks as you as he brings your hand to feel—

“what the fuck.” you jolt awake and check the time: 6:12 am. you overslept by twelve minutes because you were so indulged in a wet dream you just had of a man you had spent the night with. your ex boyfriend ken draken ryuguji.

you could feel the way your cheeks were getting hotter and the embarrassment you were feeling was incomparable to any other time you’ve felt embarrassed.

“oh, fuck, fuck, fuck.” you hurry up and grab your pants from the floor and slip them on, along with the rest of your clothes in a hurry to get to work to distract yourself in the mess you just yourself through.

for the rest of the day, your head is filled with thoughts of the man you had spent your night with. your ex boyfriend ken draken ryuguji.

he was like a bird that had placed a nest on your balcony because they thought it was a tree but it in fact is your porch so it stays there and nests it’s eggs.

it was a weird analogy, but it worked.

you couldn’t seem to concentrate. and the only time you were concentrating is when you were thinking of none other than ken draken ryuguji.

even your co-workers were starting to get nervous when you finished your lunch in ten minutes and went back to work when you would usually laze around until the lunch break was over.

you groaned as you collapsed onto your couch, taking a glimpse of the time: 8:45 p.m. you had to enjoy the rest of the evening by going to sleep, right now. or else you were going to regret it.

you ended up cleaning the whole house and washing draken’s clothes so that you could return them sometime, and this place was finally spotless and you were so relieved. you let out a heavy sigh as you feel yourself drifting off into your daydream.

all of a sudden you hear someone knocking on the door and you force yourself awake. you trudge yourself towards the door.

you look through the hole and you almost have a panic attack upon seeing who’s standing nervously, hands in his pocket on your doorstep.

why was he here? again? what did he need? he wasn’t injured, so why was he here? what gain does he have by being here?

he opens his mouth to speak first, and you’re somewhat grateful because you’ve run out of words to use.

“i need to get my clothes. and i need you to replace my bandage.” draken mumbles the last part because he knows you told him to go to a doctor to replace the bandage. but he only knows you—that’s a lie, the truth is, he only wants to know you. you’re the only thing that matters to him.

you really didn’t understand. you waver but give in nonetheless. you inspect him to see if any new cuts or bruises have formed on his body. and to your surprise, he looks perfectly healthy. (despite the huge bandaged cut on his hip.)

you sigh, hands on your hips trying to decide your fate after this morning’s catastrophe. “this is the last time you’re coming here. my home is not a second home for you.” draken frowns when he hears the words come out of your mouth, but he knows they can’t be helped. and you notice the way his shoulders slump down, but you don’t say anything. because nothing needs to be said.

“your clothes aren’t finished so you’re going to have to stay here for a little bit after i re-bandage you.” you invite him in to sit down on the couch, but instead he’s dumbfounded at entrance and barely makes it past the entryway. you bump into him, realizing that he hasn’t moved from his spot.

he looks at your house again, blinking hard a couple of times to make sure he’s not seeing things. you tidied up. everything in this house was spotless and he’s surprised on how quickly the stump lasted. (he doesn’t know how long your house was like that and how long you decided it was okay. but he decides on the day he was here and today because he doesn’t want to know how bad of an effect everything had on you.)

“um?” you wait for draken to sit down so you can get started and you don’t have to interact with him any longer. “please go sit.” you tell him one more time, this time your tone is more demanding and he listens. you snort, the total opposite of my dream, you think.

you realize that he took off the bandage by himself and he came here without it, you eye it and look back at him, “sorry. i just took a shower so i didn’t think i should just re-bandage myself. and i can’t get my torso right when i do it by myself.” he says, waiting for you to respond.

you nod your head, as you take out the bandages and memories of last nights events coming rushing in your head. (both him showing up at your doorstep and asking to be cared for and two the wet dream you had about him.)

"you've got to be more careful." you finally say, breaking out of character. you don't know how many more visits of draken's you could take before you break and beg for him to take you back.

"i know," he looks at you and you give him a look that says i-don't-believe-you (he remembers it vividly from when you guys were together and whenever he had told you he wasn't going to buy you anything expensive anymore because of your constant nagging, "seriously." he deadpans this time, "i will." he tells you and that pretty much wraps up your guys' conversation.

okay, keeping it sweet and simple. you could deal with that.

"all done." you whisper softly as you press onto the bandage to keep it secure. "i hope you don't mind waiting for a little bit. the washing machine is kind of slow." you laugh softly and draken knows this.

he lived with you for fucks sake, he knows the washing machine is slow. and now he knows that you still haven't replaced it. "i know" he wants to say, but he doesn't.

"what?"

fuck, did he say that out loud? he swallows nervously before repeating the sentence again, "i said i know."

"oh." that earns silence. because what more is there to say to the man that left you all alone wondering what you did wrong? the man you let back in so easily. its ridiculous and pathetic. you know it’s ridiculous and pathetic, seriously where’s your self respect?

"do you want tea? anything?" you get up, attempting to break the silence. you glance over at the time left on the drying machine. 12 minutes. you just had to endure this for 12 more minutes. i know it seems short, but being in forced proximity with the person you're supposed to hate the most wasn't necessarily ideal. and everything felt way longer than it actually is.

"sure. tea is fine." you watch as he closes his eyes and rests his head onto the cushion.

you prepare him some tea, silently cursing yourself for letting him into your home again. you're letting him win and you hate it so much.

"here you go." you say as you hand over the cup of tea to draken, the steam rising into the air. and he takes a sip. and you mentally face palm yourself for his stupidity.

"fuck." he says as his tongue burns from how hot it is.

"here," you take it back from him blowing off the steam on top and taking a sip to test it out and hand him the cup back. it slowly comes into realization that you guys just took a sip from the same cup. and you showed a gesture that you used to give him when you guys were still dating. you wanted to ask the question so badly, what the fuck was happening? you don't question it any further because you see one minute remaining on the dryer. you hear a loud ding that brings you back to reality.

"looks like its done. i can walk you out." you say wanting draken to get out of your house so you can sleep. you take a sneak peek at the time and it's now 9:02. and you groan, aloud. and draken hears you.

"what's the matter?" draken says walking in your direction, his tall figure towering over you.

you shake your head, not wanting to give him any explanations. because again, he doesn't deserve any explanations. but you give in. again. because draken is irresistible. and he's everything you ever had. he's everything you ever wanted. and he's everything you still want. it's hard to deny something like that when the opportunity is right in front of you. "it's just, it's really late and i wanted to get some sleep tonight."

"sit." he asks you, but it comes off as more of a demand.

draken notices the puzzled confusion that arises on your face. you obey anyway because both of you guys are aware of the position you are in and as much as you want to say no, you can't bring yourself to. you're tired, and you don't know if you can keep your facade up any longer.

"lay your head onto the back of the couch." you look back at him, and he gestures for you to listen to him. and you do.

"draken, i can't deal with your bullshit right now. can you just get on with it and leave? please?" he winces, and he hates the way "draken" comes out of your mouth. it comes out bitter, and foreign. and he hates that. he hates that you don't even call him "ken" anymore. but again, it wouldn't make any sense since you guys aren't even together anymore.

"just relax. just for five minutes. then i'll go." he silently makes a promise to himself that he'll leave once the five minutes are over. he knows he's over intruded his stay. you've done so much for him and he knows that its time to go.

draken starts by gently rubbing your temples, "close your eyes. relax." he says and you relax your shoulders which earns a grin from draken. he moves from your head to your shoulders and he messages your shoulders, easing all of the tension you were holding up. "good, you're so relaxed now." he praises you, proud that you're finally loosening up. you grunt in response to him because now you're angry again. you let him win and see the nice side of you. and you almost have the urge to moan at the way he's praising you so nicely. you feel weak under his touch and it's making you grow more and more angry.

you can hear the way the clock ticks every second of the night and when the sound starts to irritate you, "..i think its time to leave." you say, breaking out of the trance he has you under. he nods, removing his hands off of you and picks up the once forgotten white t-shirt that you had nicely washed for him.

"y/n." he gets serious and you hear the way his tone changes indicating solemnity. "i'll leave for real after this, can i just do one more thing?" he asks you, and now you guys are both standing outside of your house on the front porch. "back up if you don't want this, okay?" you have a hunch of what he's doing, but you don't question it because you want this. you want a sense of liberation. and to get lost in his eyes for a moment. even if it means you'll never see him ever again.

you can see his body leaning closer to yours, his eyes roaming around your face before they find your lips and are concentrated on them for what feels like hours but its only been a mere second before he uses his hand to gently hold onto your chin and lift your head up. "it's not too late to back out." he whispers, it's hot, every second of this moment you're not supposed to have him feels scandalous. you don't say anything for the next couple of seconds so draken leans in, and your lips meet and the sweet sensation runs through your mouth all the way down to your stomach and you can feel his other hand moving down to hold your waist, and the addicting taste of his lips that you can't seem to get enough of. it's been so long since you've let yourself let loose, you think. you lean into the kiss and let out a moan which surprises draken, but he goes with it and he grips onto your hips as you continue to press harder and harder into the kiss, practically begging for more. but you snap back to reality because this isn't who you are, and you're letting your guard down too soon.

"fuck." you both let go and the sound of your guys' heavy breathing is the only thing that is heard in the quiet night. "sorry. you can still hit me if you want." he offers his cheek to you, but you shake your head. "it's okay," you pause before deciding whether or not you should be honest with him on your guys' last meet up.

"...i enjoyed it." you turn away shyly, "now go home, and forget this happened okay?" you say as he gives you a forced soft smile and you shut the door on him.

you collapse on the ground with tears streaming down your face, using your shirt to wipe the wet mess on your face.

"fuck."

weeks go by, almost months it feels like. but in reality, it's only been two weeks since draken has even tried showing up at your door after showing up two days in a row. as you're washing the dirty dishes in the sink, you think about him showing up at your door wounded.

and it makes you think that maybe he only showed up because he didn't want to go to another doctor because he didn't feel comfortable being around them. after all, you were toman’s doctor until you guys broke up because it got awkward to see the rest of the gang when he was there. it seemed somewhat reasonable to why he hasn't visited.

you don't even know why you care. he said he wasn't going to show up anymore, and you should believe him, right? he's probably right. it's better if you guys don't talk. he broke your heart. and you didn't ask any questions. and you didn't get any answers. and you still haven't. so why do you want his touch so badly?

the night of the kiss slowly replay in your head, and you can’t stop yourself from feeling this hot sensation, that makes you want more.

you shake your head to snap yourself out of it. having fantasies of your ex at night wasn’t a good look for you.

you trudge yourself over to go lay on the couch and play something on the tv to entertain yourself.

your eyes start closing on you and by the time you knew it, you were already drifting off in a relaxing slumber.

and you swear, this time you hear a hard knock on your door, and you force yourself to get up and wipe the drool that’s formed on your face.

you frown, taking a second before looking at the peek hole. for the past two weeks, you keep getting eager whenever you hear someone knock or ring on your doorbell because it gives you hope that it might be draken.

but almost five out of five times it’s not him. and you hate the way your shoulders droop down, and the forced gentle smile you try to give the carrier.

you take a deep breath in and decide it’s better that you don’t look at the peek hole, for suspense and because this time your hopes can’t be crushed before you even open the door. (that’s your logic at least. and honestly you can’t believe the way that you didn’t even take safety precautions.)

you open the door and you see a six foot one figure on your front porch.

“draken?” you finally say, and you realize you’ve been holding your breath this whole time.

“yeah. hi.” he says as he unhides his hand and reveals a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

“wow.” is all that you are able to manage to get out. “why are you here?” your instantly snapped back to reality.

“look y/n, i know i might be too late,“ draken stops trying to find the right words, and you find them for him.

“you are. i didn’t even know why you broke up with me and it hurt,” you can feel the tears forming in your eyes. “i thought i wasn’t good enough for you. or i thought you found someone better for you.” you can feel his hand on your face, gently wiping the tears off your face.

“there is no one better for me. i’m sorry y/n. i had to protect you.” he engulfs you into a hug and now you can’t stop the tears from coming down like waterfall on his shoulder. and you hate yourself for hugging him back.

“i know it’s not excuse but there was a gang that was against toman and decided that the best way to have us join them was to blackmail us. they started tracking down our loved ones and i didn’t want the gang to get in touch with you. they were blackmailing toman and i didn’t want you getting involved. in any of my schemes, so i decided to end it. i thought that if i ended it harshly then maybe you wouldn’t want me back so bad. i just wanted to protect you. i didn’t want you getting hurt because of my poor decisions. ”

“i’m really sorry y/n. i can’t forget about you. i, i try everyday. but i really can’t. you haunt every part of me, and everyday you’re not here i feel like i can’t breathe, i feel cold and empty.” this confession surprises you, and you finally look up at draken.

and your lips crash, and the hot sensation that you once felt comes rushing back. “an explanation was all that i wanted.” you start, “i just wanted to understand why you broke up with me.” and you stop trying to find the words. “i want to say no, because i don’t want to get hurt again. but i can’t. after our kiss the other night my thoughts are filled with you and i can’t even do my job properly.” you laugh as the tears continue to stream down your face, and he wipes them for you with his finger.

“it’s your choice.” he takes a deep breath, “if you don’t want to take me back its okay. but just know if you ever need me or decide you want me again, i’ll be here waiting for you.” he tells you, and your tears stop and you guys both look at each for what feels like decades.

“okay.” you tell him, wiping off your final tears. “let’s try again.” you finally say, and you notice the way draken’s lips lift and how he can’t stop smiling at hearing that and he can feel the way his cheeks are starting to numb up. “but please tell me about the stuff that happens. and if you break my heart again there will be no third chance.” you laugh.

“i know, i will. and i know that too. i promise to never hide anything, because you’re the only girl i’ll ever love. i love you y/n.” you grab him by his collar and you pull him in for an intense, slow and passionate kiss. your stomach is turned into butterflies and your head turned off, the feeling of euphoria and bliss fills up your brain.

“i love you too.” you say, and you smile at him and he smiles at you, and this feeling is so euphoric.

“i’m sorry.” he says again, hiding his face in the crook of your neck. “i shouldn’t have been such an asshole. ’m sorry.”

“you don’t have to keep apologizing.”

“yes i do. what if you weren’t so forgiving? i don’t deserve you.”

“but i am. and there’s nothing you can do about it, accept my love already god damn it.” you notice the way he lifts his head from the crook of your neck and looks at you. you bring a hand to his face to caress his cheek.

“i love you so much. there’s nothing in this world that can be used to describe how much you mean to me.” he tells you and this confession makes you feel hot.

“i love you too silly, now can we go back inside? it’s getting cold.” draken nods, and it feels like two worlds that were apart are together again, and you feel like you can do anything.

“i love you.” he says again because he can’t stop himself from saying it. he’s so fortunate and he knows this.

“ken.” you guys sit on the couch together and you bring his face to look at yours. he feels his heart warming up hearing the familiar nickname come out of your mouth again. “i love you too, okay?” you give him a peck on the lips and the rest of that night is a blur because it’s filled with laughter and joy.

you start to realize you’ll never ever love someone the way you love ken draken ryuguji.

©saeskiss 2023

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[stxrmylxve]

Kazutora, Draken, Baji, and Mikey with an S/O who has a fear of riding motorcycles, but wants to go riding with them (this would be me if I were with someone who had a motorcycle, honestly, they scare me so much)

That's all I have for now! 😊

Kazutora:

he is so understanding 🥹

he doesn’t push you at all, he just wants you to know he does want you to try new things

never forced you at all and understands completely, he was scared before he rode them too

eased you into riding them until you were comfortable

let you take breaks, waited as you took your time, etc

a total sweetheart 💗

Draken:

a little confused since you’re always at the shop with him as he works on his bike

doesn’t force you, doesn’t really care

a neutral man 👍

doesn’t force you, but he does get you sat on one at least

doesn’t take you to toman meetings though since everyone there has bikes

Baji:

quizzes you on why you don’t like them 💀

he understands, but he still remains confused

it’s a big part of him life, but he takes time out of it to do other things with you too

he was going to get you your own bike :( and when he says this it kinda breaks your heart

but he understands and works around it to get you something else you wanted

Mikey:

why do i think he would get so sad-

like he doesn’t understand and he loves bikes because of his older brother, but you don’t share the same passion so he kinda leaves it behind because of it

he doesn’t force anything, but he leaves the custom bike he got done for you in the garage in case you ever got over your fear

misses the thought of having couple rides, but he focuses on smaller things to spend time with you instead

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[moumouton4]

hello dear 🤗 I love your writing, so I just had a idea about Mikey having a S/O who is very sweet and kid hearted but one day he followed her and found out that she is very insane and was taking her anger out on some guys and beating them. He accidentally made a noise and S/O saw him. She then suddenly says she wants to break up cause she is popular because of her kind personality and threatens to kill him if he told anyone about this. I am sorry if this is too much I just love against 😭

What You Can't See Deep Down || Mikey x fem!reader

Part 2 : A Fresh Start

A/n : Hewo I hope you'll like it. I love writting angst but it's just so hard not to kill everyone and call it a day 😂 Because it's way more difficult to find real good endings... but not impossible

Warning : Angst angst angst kinda fluff, murder, murder attempt, blood, mention of violence not against reader,

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Words count : 1520

Little song I listened while writing it ( and also a lot of symphonies lmao but this one just feels right ✅ )

To everyone who knew you from near or far, you seemed like the kindest, sweetest and soft hearted person ever

Always showing off, helping the elderly with their shopping, children with their homework, or your classmates if they were having problems with other students

Even your boyfriend Mikey was convinced of this and had instructed members of the Tokyo Manjikai to always be there if you had a problem of any kind

However, looking wasn't the same as being. And you were far from being what you pretended to be

One day after a meeting of the Tokyo Manjikai, Mikey decided to drop by your place to say hello and suggest a walk in the park, despite the late hour, as he had a lot to do and little time to spare

When he arrived at your house, he saw the light and your room turned off, so he assumed you'd dozed off. Not wanting to disturb your sleep, he decided to turn back and spend a double time with you tomorrow

However, as he turned down an alley, he heard a voice roaring insults. His eyebrows furrowed at the resemblance of the voice to yours

Just as he was about to ignore it, he heard a frightened, weeping voice imploring not to be hurt. The breaks in the sentences clearly indicated that the person was being beaten

So he decided to take a look around to see who on his territory was beating the crap out of someone else

Once in the tight, poorly-lit alleyway, he kept his guard up, guided by the two voices he heard

When he realized the scene before him, the jacket on his shoulders almost fell to the ground

There you were, Y/n, with a metal bar in your hand, beating this other girl sitting on the ground. He soon noticed that you weren't hitting the vital points and were concentrating only on her arms and legs, to make his torture last even longer

"That's it, you stupid bitch, scream louder and you might end up amusing me"

You lifted the bar and placed it on the girl's neck, pushing her against the wall, suffocating her slightly, the panic in her eyes reflecting the intensity of the confusion in the blond's gaze

A rustling sound made you realize that someone was standing there. You pushed the bar away from her neck and turned before meeting your boyfriend's gaze "Heyyyy Mikey, what are you doing here ? Didn't you have a meeting scheduled ?" your voice had suddenly returned to its sweet, naïve tone

He swallowed his saliva before replying in a nonchalant tone "It's actually over. What are you up to here ?"

"Oh me ? Just having a little chat with a friend here" you said, forcibly lifting her off the wall and wrapping your arm around her bloody shoulders

"With a metal bar ?" he asked, raising an eyebrow

"All you have to do is ask her. Here" you said, pushing her towards him. She stretched out her arms towards him, her face expressing intense fear - unable to run because of her injured legs - she tried to walk quickly at least

But before she could get any closer, you knocked her to the ground with a swing of your bar. Her body crumpled to the ground, blood pouring from her head

As his eyes widened, you chuckled "Okay, maybe we weren't the best of friends"

"Y/n why did you-"

"Oh no, I'm not going to have to argue with you too" you said your attention focused on the metal bar, gently spreading the blood on it with one finger

Mikey was silent for a second, had you just threatened him ? Were you even aware that you weren't up to fighting him ?

"You know you can't kill people on Tokyo Manjikai territory like that. Being my girl can't shield you from everything-"

For the 2nd time you cut him off "I don't want to be protected, and besides, I don't need you anymore, Sano"

Mikey found himself at a loss for words, Sano ? since when did you call him by his last name ? and why were you approaching him like that ? you weren't going to try and hit him ?

But he soon found himself cornered, evading your blow as you swung your metal bar with all your might

"Hey, what's the matter with you ? Why do you say don't you need me anymore ? What are you talking about ?"

You went for another swing, but he caught the bar in mid-air, and you tried to retrieve it, but he was hanging on to it

"You're going to tell everyone aren't you ? And then you'll destroy everything I've built. My empire surrounded by morons who think I'm stupid"

"Never" he replied his voice unwavering "Everyone has a darker side too, and I'll never betray-"

"I DON'T WANT TO KNOW ANYTHING ! LEAVE ME ALONE !"

Your cry disturbed him and he almost loosened his grip on the metal bar. Truth be told, he didn't give a damn about what you'd just done. He was kind of impressed by your strength but still shocked to discover it that way. But he loved you sincerely, and that was the only reason he didn't resent you at the time

"You don't need to get so carried away. We can make it up to you-"

"I'll make up for it with a metal bar through the head"

Mikey tightened his grip on the bar and snatched it out of your hand before hurling it across the street

He thought you'd snapped for some reason and hugged you, hoping to ground you and help you think clearly. But all you did was struggle, pushing him away with all your might, screaming and trying to hit him as hard as you could

Despite his embrace, you nevertheless managed to reach for a knife that was safely in your pocket. Your hand gripping it tightly, hoping to stab him in the back or his head if you had enough impulse

As you swiftly raised your hand, bringing it up to your head before striking, another hand gripped your finger with force. You swore it could have broken your wrist if its grip was any tighter

Before you could understand what was happening and whose hand was bigger than yours was, a roaring voice shattered your eardrums

"What shit are you trying to pull on us Y/n ?!?"

And before you could reply to your interlocutor, he snatched the knife from your hand and sent you flying into an alley wall

Mikey looked at his long-time friend with wide eyes "Kenchin what the hell are you doing ?"

"She tried to stab you, you fucking asshole !" he said, pointing to the knife you'd just try stab him with a few seconds earlier

His eyes widened before coming to rest on your form on the ground

"Open your eyes, she wanted to kill you" Draken resumed

His eyes still on you, he finally thought that perhaps your feelings for him weren't as strong as his own. He looked at Draken decisively "Give me that knife Kenchin"

Draken did so without question "We'll take her home. In the meantime, go find Mitsuya and Baji and we'll talk to her folks. After that, they'd better take good care of her. I don't know, maybe get her treatment or something. Ask the others to come and flood this alley with bleach and remove all this evidence"

Draken's face was stunned, of course Mikey wasn't going to report you to the police for murdering that girl. Of course he still loved you, you couldn't erase a 2-year relationship in one evening. But after what you tried to do, he'd rather cover those up than have the police catch you

In Draken's eyes, Mikey certainly had hope that you'd get better, but the same couldn't be said for him. You were rotten inside and nothing could change that for him.

After handing back the knife, Mikey gently approached your knocked out body and gently pushed the hair out of your face before taking you on his back with the utmost care

He was determined to resolve the situation and get back to the Y/n he knew. He was ready to turn a blind eye to the violence you were displaying, and he'd even have been ready to get you into the Tokyo Manjikai if you wanted to let off some steam and beat more people. But for the time being, he just wanted to make sure that your mental health didn't destroy you physically, because who knows what you'd be capable of now that he'd discovered your true nature

He was hoping so hard that one might think he was hoping for you too. But would you be able to fully embrace this hidden nature or would you continue to play the coy good girl to attract the sympathy of your peers ? Only you could decide. So what are you going to do now ?

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A/n : I hope you guys liked it ! 🧶🎨 Again my requests are open 🎁🎀

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