#kokonoi hcs

[buccini555]

𝐓𝐨𝐤𝐲𝐨 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬: "𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.𝟸"

₊˚ ໑ : How would they act after you fought with the girl who flirted with them?

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ H e a d c a n o n s!!

·̩͙ ₊ ᨦ ♡ ᨩ ໋₊ ·̩͙ 𝑭𝒕. Izana Kurokawa, Kakucho Hitto, Sanzu Haruchiyo, Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Kokonoi Hajime, Inui Seishu and Naoto Tachibana

𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟷 | 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟸 | 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝.𝟹

⋆ ࣪. 𝐈𝐳𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐊𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐰𝐚 ˖ ࣪⭑

When Izana laid eyes on you and saw you hitting on the girl, he took a while to go get you, since he really thought she needed to learn not to insist on other people's boyfriends.

"Come on! You've hit her enough, don't you think, honey?" When he was finally going to get you off the girl, Izana would say seriously while holding your arm without much strength, deep down, holding himself back so as not to burst out laughing at the whole situation.

"Where did you learn to fight so well? I'm sure it was me, you're my smart girl." He would speak laughing, holding your face and arranging your hair affectionately, despite this, Izana would be extremely angry if you had ended up hurt.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐊𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐇𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐨 ˖ ࣪⭑

Kakucho definitely didn't expect such an attitude from you until he saw you hitting the girl. At first, he was so disbelieved that he just remained without reaction, but he soon went to get you out of the mess.

"Baby? What the fuck are you doing..." He would say, pulling you away from the girl, Kakucho would be worried about you getting hurt or something, he would never fight with you, so he just calmed you down for a while.

"Look at me, my princess, don't do that again, okay? You could have gotten hurt, sweet." He would say hugging you and giving you a small kiss on your forehead, Kakucho would defend you and really wouldn't care about the fact that you attacked another girl.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐳𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐲𝐨 ˖ ࣪⭑

"What the hell?" The first thing Sanzu would do would be to pull you out of all that mess, he would be a little embarrassed because of that fight and he would also become worried, since he really didn't want you to end up hurting yourself for nothing.

"Damn? You're going to end up killing her, that's enough." He would say taking you off the girl and taking you to an empty place, Haruchiyo didn't like the idea of having so many people watching him, so he would take you to a quiet place.

"Listen, you could have gotten hurt, I don't want you to get involved with that kind of bitch again, it's better to obey me..." He would give you a subtle smile, kissing you warmly right after, Sanzu liked to see how far your jealousy could arrive.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 ˖ ࣪⭑

Undeniably, Rindou would be extremely surprised to see you hitting a girl, even more so out of jealousy of him.

"Go! Finish her, baby!" He would shout from afar, Rindou would honestly have a lot of fun watching you win a fight, even so, it really wouldn't take him long to get you out of all that chaos.

"You've done enough here, let's go." He would pull you by the arm, speaking very quietly in your ear as he took you away from the girl.

"I didn't know you were that strong, apparently, you learned exactly what I taught you, you even deserve a reward." Rindou would tell you before pulling you by the waist and rewarding you with a kiss.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐑𝐚𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐢 ˖ ࣪⭑

Ran wouldn't give a damn about just a girl's fight until he realized that you were the one fighting, immediately, he would go to where you were and watch the whole mess for a while.

"That's enough, love, I believe that bitch has already learned her lesson." Holding you, he would talk laughing about the girl, even if he seemed calm when mocking the whole situation, Ran would be really worried about whether you were hurt.

"Are you hurt? If you are, you can let me finish her off myself." He would question in a threatening tone, then take you to a private place.

"You're a good fighter, hmm? You are for sure, my girl! I'm proud of you." Ran would say, caressing your face slowly.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞 ˖ ࣪⭑

Kokonoi didn't waste his time watching other people's confusion, however, he became alarmed at the same moment he realized that the one who was fighting at that moment was simply his own girlfriend.

"I think you've hit her enough, let's get out of here now." He would take you off the girl by pulling you by the arm, being careful not to end up hurting you.

"...Don't ever do that again, understand? You could have gotten hurt, I won't always be here to defend you, my sweetheart." Kokonoi wouldn't fight with you, but would just make you promise not to get involved in confessions again since he was really worried about you getting hurt.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐢 𝐒𝐞𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐮 ˖ ࣪⭑

At first, Inui would be completely disbelieved to see you fighting, even so, he would rush to get you away from that girl.

"... Stop it." He would speak in a firm tone of voice, later removing you from the girl, before leaving the place, he would check if you were not hurt, if you were, he wouldn't mind cursing a little at the girl you had just attack onin front of everyone.

"I never want to see you get into fights again, especially because of me, right? I won't do it again..." Inupi would hug you and fill you with caresses until you calmed down, he certainly wouldn't waste time giving you a moral lesson, it would just make you swear never to do anything like that again.

⋆ ࣪. 𝐍𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐚 ˖ ࣪⭑

Naoto hates fights and seeing you in the middle of one would leave him truly beyond irritated, completely disappointed.

"Let's get out of here, now!" He would hold you tightly enough to take you off the girl, but still being completely careful, Naoto would take you away from that mess and take you to a private place.

"What did you think you were doing? That was ridiculous! I don't want to see you in that kind of situation again, are we clear?" He would spend some long and cruel hours filling your head with the most diverse moral lessons possible.

"...I love you and I don't want to see you hurt." After the sermons ended, he would speak sincerely, showing how worried he was.

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[sungie]

GIVING THE TOKREV CHARACTERS FLOWERS

includes: ran, rindou, kazutora, hanma, inui, kokonoi, chifuyu, mitsuya, sanzu, naoto

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HAITANI RAN 

“Stop looking at me like that,” you frown, “just close your eyes.”

And Ran knows he should be good and listen. But there’s something so amusing about doing the opposite of what you want, and before he knows it, he’s peering into your face with a lazy smirk.

“Aw, c’mon. I know you want me, (Y/N). There’s no need to be so ashamed.” 

A warning look flashes across your face.

Ran sighs. He backs up, lanky posture surely making his movements all the more comical, with his hands held in easy surrender. “Alright, alright.” He makes a show of closing his eyes, although there’s a thin sliver of light he lets breach past his lashes. “There. Happy?” 

Apparently not.

He laughs as you press his eyelids shut yourself.

So cute.

He leans into your touch, intuitively chasing your wrist to press light kisses to your skin. “Hurry up, baby. You, of all people, know I don’t like being kept waiting.” 

“So impatient,” you sigh, brushing a wisp of lavender hair from his forehead. “Hold out your hands.”

It can’t hurt to push a little more, can it? 

“It’s not my hand that needs attention,” Ran tries, only for you to scold him. 

“You’re so annoying, Haitani.” 

Despite your irritated facade, Ran hears the affection behind your voice. Hears the playful lilt behind “Haitani”, feels the gentle way you uncurl his fingers from his palm. Feels the kiss you press to his cheek (which, from his long-exposure to hook-up culture should mean nothing) warms his heart–embarrassingly, so.

“There. You can look now.” 

What’s so special about this gift that his eyes need to be closed? He starts to grin slyly, only to blink at the roses in his hand. 

“You got me flowers?”

“Nice observation, asshole.” 

Ran looks up to see you grinning, nearly bubbling over with excitement. “Like them?” 

Not only are you cute; you’re also a thief. Ran tries demanding his air back, tries summoning the words that come so easily, but he’s left standing in front of you with stunned eyes and a flush carefully creeping up his cheeks.

“You really love me, don’t you?” He tries, scraping at old pick-up lines to save his skin.  

“Silly. I’ve always loved you, Ran.”

His mouth parts. You’ve … never said it back before.

He slings an arm over his face, embarrassed at the vulnerability overshadowing his silvertongue.

“Don’t,” he mumbles, only to feel your hands tugging at his. “Told you already. I’m no good for you.”  

“Don’t hide.” The lilt in your voice nearly resembles his. “Want to see your pretty face, Ran.” 

That does it. He scowls. “You’re so dead.”

“Only if you catch me, first!”  

HAITANI RINDOU 

“For you!”

Rindou stares at the flowers in your hands. He feels the exact moment that giddy, i'm-on-top-of-the-world dopamine boost from teasing you drains away, leaving him speechless.

Leaves him floored into something else entirely, something he just can’t place his finger on.

He blinks slowly, eyes traveling from the wildflowers to the expression across your face. 

“For me?” And ugh. He doesn’t mean for his voice to sound so quiet.

Guilt wraps its hands around his throat and squeezes hard. He kicks himself internally.

Because he hates the way your outstretched hand starts trembling, and he knows it’s all from the silence stretching tendrils in spaces everywhere between the two of you. 

At your careful nod, Rindou feels his heart soften.

You got flowers for him? Someone like him?

It’s something so sweet–unexpectedly so. He doesn’t know how to react.

Ran never taught him anything like this, but he wracks his mind for knowledge anyso: how to respond when the person you love gets you flowers? 

Don’t mess up, don’t mess up, don’t mess up. 

He’s taking too long. And then, in that same quiet voice: “Did you pick them?” 

“Yeah,” you whisper, eyes downcast. “I wasn’t sure if you liked flowers. Really, Rin, it’s okay if you don’t–”

“I want them.” 

The certainty in his voice surprises him. It’s funny–the thought of you taking those flowers away irks him more than not knowing what to do. 

He steps closer, hand gently cradling your neck as he presses you into his chest, his chin resting atop your head. “They’re purple.” 

“I thought of you because they’re your–”

“–favorite color,” Rindou finishes. The realization makes him sigh. “You.” He rubs gentle circles into your skin. “You’re gonna be the end of me.”

As you clutch the lapels of his suit and lean closer to his chest, Rindou wraps his arms around your waist. He presses a kiss to your hairline. “Thank you,” he whispers. “I love them.”

“Really?” 

“Really. I think,” he murmurs, suddenly shy, “I think I’ll show them off at work. Show everyone how lucky I am. Think they’ll look nice next to my window?”

The happiness radiating from you at his words makes his face scrunch. You’re turning him soft, aren’t you? Strangely, he doesn’t seem to mind. 

HANEMIYA KAZUTORA

“People buy each other flowers?” Kazutora mumbles, shoving his hands in his pockets. “I don’t think so. Might just be something in the movies.” 

Out the corner of his eye, he watches you furrow your brow.

“Really? You’ve never seen couples give each other flowers?” You tilt your head. “You know, like tokens of affection?”

“Nope.” Kazutora hopes this conversation ends soon. An itchy sort-of-feeling begins consuming him–you’re about to drop something over his eyes, he just knows it. “None of my friends got any game.” 

“Your parents?” 

Ah. There it is.

Kazutora looks to the side, darkly. “My father doesn’t deserve flowers.” And then, under his breath, “especially not from my mother.”

He shrugs, turning to you casually. “What about you? People get you any flowers?” 

The sad expression on your face makes him wince. Half-of-him wants to reach out and take your hands: apologize, get on his knees for forgiveness, convince you there’s nothing to be upset about.

The other-half … he won’t speak it out loud. 

“Once or twice,” you say, quietly, “but let’s not talk about it anymore.”

And he doesn’t. You don’t. 

Not until now. 

Kazutora wonders why the voice calling him now sounds so familiar. Nostalgia, huh?

The way you tumble out the car to rush toward him feels strangely cliche. But he doesn’t mind. Not really. Not when he melts into your arms after years of no-contact. Not when he breathes in and you smell just like he remembers–but better, he thinks–“your shampoo,” he murmurs, into your hair, “it smells nice.” 

What are you … what are you doing here? He doesn’t want to let you go.

Your laughter in his ears sounds heavenly. “I remember you liked it. I went down memory lane trying to remember what brand it was.” 

Kazutora’s eyes widen. “You did that, for me?” 

“Of course, I did. You mean a lot to me.” With that, you gently press a handful of yellow tulips into his hands. “These are for you.”

Kaztuora looks at the flowers in stunned stupor. “What?” The words feel slow to form. He’s buffering, literally. Just glances at you in shock, hoping you can somehow tell what he’s feeling. Lucky for him, he thinks you do. 

“I don’t know if you remember,” you start, “but we talked about flowers when we were kids.” Your face softens. “So, I wanted to get you some.”

Is that look … is it because of him?

He feels his eyes watering, feels his lips trembling. He hugs you tighter, burying his head in your shoulder.

“I missed you,” he blurts out, like it’s the only thing he can say. “I really … missed you. You know that, right?” 

The fond smile tugging at your mouth makes his heart warm. Everything feels softer, in your arms. God. He missed this. 

HANMA SHUJI

“What’s this?” Hanma teases, towering over you. “Some fucker got you flowers?”

He doesn’t wait for a response, only snatches them out your grasp to examine them closer. And he won’t admit it, would never, but the very thought of someone sweeping you off your feet fills him with absolute disgust. 

“You like this sort of stuff?” He turns to you, curious. “I’d treat you right, sweetheart. Get you flowers like this every day. Give me a chance, how ‘bout it?” 

Why are you sighing, now?

You step on his foot, hard. “Shuji.” 

“I like that. ‘Shuji’. Sounds nice coming from you. Say it again.” 

“You’re such an ass. I wanted to give those to you myself.” 

Hanma stares at you, stunned. He isn’t fast enough to catch himself, not nearly, but he quickly eases a charming smile out his lips. “Can’t ever assume things with you, huh?” He grins, nudging your chin up. “I like it. You’re mine, now.” 

“Nope.”

Hanma’s pleased to see the same wicked expression reflected right at him.

“I would be,” you continue, “but you stole those flowers from me.” 

“So? You wanna teach me manners, now?”

“So, you’re mine.” 

Oh … he gets it now. You’re tricky.

Hanma chuckles, then throws his head back in laughter. He regards you with an appraising look.

“Alright,” he says, softly, dangerously, running his thumb against your bottom lip. “I could get used to it.” His grip against your chin wanders down to your neck. “You really won’t be mine?” 

“No,” you repeat, and Hanma thinks you’re much too pleased with yourself, “this is more fun.” 

“Okay, I’ll play along.” His hand tightens; a mischievous warning. “I’m yours … for now.”

INUI SEISHU

Inui wakes to flowers tickling his cheek. A subtle hint of blue in his vision. He blinks to a bouquet resting atop your nightstand, still fresh and wrapped in plastic. 

He frowns. It wasn’t there the night before; he’s sure of it. 

“(Y/N)?” He walks into your kitchen, gingerly holding the flowers.

Lilacs, he thinks. Pretty like you. One second; he’s fine. In fact, you should vase them. They might start to wilt.

But … when did you have the time to get these? He isn’t sure. He knows, for a fact, you fell asleep first last night. And normally, you don’t wake much earlier than eight.  

His eyes fall to the tag. Times New Roman font. I love you.

It’s 8:15.

Uneasiness creeps into him and stabs everywhere it touches. Someone else bought these for you. Who got you these?

Kitchen-sounds and something warm sizzling on the stove.

A cold feeling sinks its way through his bones. As soon as he meets your gaze, Inui feels the heaviness, all at once. It starts like pendulum swinging. Emotion off; smile forced; breath held.

“Hey, who’s this from?” 

Your gaze alternates between the flowers and him with perplexion. “Me?” 

Inui follows your gaze, glancing down at the bouquet. He can’t stop the hurt wincing across his features. Not heartless enough, he thinks. “You got yourself a bouquet that says, ‘I love you’?” 

If possible, the look upon your face turns even more confused. “What?” Your eyes sweep across his face. 

You don’t look like you’re lying. 

All at once, your lips pursue in realization. You’re setting things aside, quickly rushing toward him to cup his face in your palms. 

Despite it all, Inui melts into your hold. Your skin feels so soft against his. 

“Oh no, Shu. I got them for you.” 

Oh. The tension hollows from his shoulders like reverberation from a plucked violin string.

He looks down at the bouquet again, then at your genuine expression. Guilt fills all spaces until it’s the only thing he can think of. Only thing he can feel.

“I’m so sorry,” he mumbles. “I thought.” He can’t bring himself to finish. 

How could he think something so awful? You’re not Koko. He needs to get it through his head.

“No,” you interrupt, gently brushing a lock of hair behind his ear, “don’t apologize.” The sincere look in your eyes makes him weak in the knees. “I should’ve added your name.”

Your arms wrap around his waist. “Seishu, look at me.” 

He obliges, lip wobbling despite his attempts to smile.  

“There’s only you. I promise.” 

“I don’t want you to think I don’t trust you,” he whispers. “I do. I just. I just–” 

“It’s easy to feel like you’re the wrong person?”

How do you know that?

You're already resting your hand against his neck, a gentle nudge to guide his head to the crook of your shoulder. You press a kiss to his temple. “Love you, Seishu. Love you so much.”  

KOKONOI HAJIME

“You weren’t supposed to buy me flowers,” Kokonoi scolds, fussing with the scarf around your neck. “I already told you not to empty your wallet on me. Don’t you listen?” 

The laugh from your lips sounds heavenly. You wrap your arms around his waist with a beam. “Don’t worry, Koko. I stole them.” 

If possible, Kokonoi thinks his eyes might pop out their sockets. “You what?” He sighs, affectionately smushing your cheeks together with his palms. “Tell me why you decided to go and do something so stupid.” 

You laugh gleefully. “I just borrowed them from my neighbor. They steal tangerines from me all the time, so I thought I’d return the favor. That’s all.” 

Kokonoi can’t deny the smirk spreading across his lips. He shakes his head, lightly swatting the flowers against your face. “And what am I supposed to do with stolen goods? You got collateral for me?” He presses a kiss to the spot in between your eyes. “What if those neighbors hunt me down and demand them back? What then?” 

“So many questions, Koko.” You hug him tighter, stepping even closer. “You can admire them? Smell them? Think about them late at night when I’m not with you and ja–”

Kokonoi groans. “You’re done.” 

“Wait, wait! And I’ll get you more flowers. I’ll get you so many flowers you get tired of them. And next time I won’t steal them, I’ll just use your money–”

“That’s … also stealing,” Kokonoi interjects dryly. “From me.” 

You flick his earring. “Anyway, what about me? What do I get for being such a nice person?”

He sighs, rolling his eyes. “Always an ulterior motive with you, hm?” He presses his lips to your forehead, clutching the flowers closer to his chest. “Now get off me.” 

“Don’t want to.” 

Kokonoi grumbles underneath his breath. He wraps his arm around your waist, then readjusts the two of you so he can easily access the kitchen counter. “Your loss. Guess you really won’t be getting anything.” 

He slips the flowers into a vase, carefully adjusting the blossoms as they fall into the glass. He knows you’re watching, knows sentimentality softens the edges of his eyes, but he can’t bring himself to wipe away that sweet smile gently tugging at his lips. In fact, he doesn’t want to. 

MATSUNO CHIFUYU

Chifuyu blinks as you lightly bop him on the head with a bouquet. That isn’t for him, is it?

He stares at you blankly, but based on the knowing grin on your face, he knows he’s shit at concealing the excitement bubbling behind his casual front. 

“For you, ‘fuyu!” 

He won’t lie, he imagined a moment like this before. A younger him gazing at the portrait of his late-father, belatedly wondering if his mother got him flowers before he passed. She must’ve … right? He hopes so. Wondering if he’d get flowers, one day, too.

Now staring back at you, he pretends to wave them off, partaking in some dance around lightly refusing the gift until it’s finally socially acceptable for him to take them off your hands.

“You didn’t have to,” Chifuyu starts, but he knows he’s smiling far too much to look any-sort of humble. “Are you sure you don’t want them?” 

“Chifuyu,” you laugh, “I think you’ll explode if I keep them from you any longer.” You push the flowers back into his hands, placing yours on top of his. “It’s a gift. For you.” 

He feels like floating. Or something. It feels like he is. Is he? Chifuyu knows he shrugged off the possibility of romance for so long, and now that it’s finally happening, it doesn’t quite feel real. 

You’re talking now. Lips moving, sweet voice saying something he struggles to conceptualize. “–got them from the farmer’s market, and I thought of you because–”

Chifuyu can’t help it. He hugs you tightly with one arm, making sure to keep the flowers out of squishable-reach.

“You’re the best. Like, actually the best.” He already knows the perfect place for them. He’ll split the bouquet in half, put one-half in a vase near his bedside table, the other on his dining table.

“It’s a bouquet of baby’s breath,” you continue, cheeks smushed into his chest. “I thought they’d look pretty in your apartment. Plus, they’re my favorite, and I wanted to give you something I love.” 

Chifuyu doesn’t think you can make him any happier. Can you feel his heart? It’s so warm. Just for you. All for you.

“Let me return the favor, yeah?” He plucks a flower from the bouquet and nervously tucks it behind your ear. “I want to give something to the person I love.”  

MITSUYA TAKASHI 

“You sure know how to sweep a guy off his feet,” Mitsuya teases, holding the flowers close to his chest. “Really pulling out all the stops, too.”

It’s cute, watching you try to quell the embarrassment surely arising from his words. “No,” you try, putting on a brave face, “just wanted to do something nice. No big deal.” 

“Ah,” Mitsuya grins, “that’s a shame. Was gonna ask you to dinner tomorrow night.”

You nearly whine, pressing your hands to your face. “Oh my god, you’re so–agh.” 

“You see,” he continues, almost smugly, “there’s this person who just got me flowers. My favorite, actually. I really like them, but they just see me as a friend.”

He gently tilts your chin up, to face him. “Said they were just doing something nice, by giving me these flowers. But they’re so cute. Despite what they say, I’ve got a feeling they might like me back. Think I’ve still got a chance?” 

Your mouth parts. You stare at him incredulously, then nod shakily. “I think you’ve always had a chance.” 

Mitsuya can’t stop the smile that crosses his face. It’s bright, maybe a little too bright, but he can’t help it.

“Alright,” he says, and he’s amazed he’s still got his cool, because his heart feels like it’s about to fly out his chest, “tomorrow at five. I’ll pick you up.”

And before you leave, he’s running back to you, reaching for your hand. “Wait.”

The hopeful look you send him makes him flush, and he grins cheerfully. “I’ll be getting you flowers next time. Just you wait.”  

SANZU HARUCHIYO 

“Gotta throw these fucking weeds out, Haitani.” Sanzu picks up a bouquet on the center-table with two fingers. “Gross. Did Valentine's Day come early, or some shit?” 

He doesn’t miss the deadpanned stare you send his way. “Haruchiyo, those are roses.”

“So? It’s July.”  

Haitani Ran appears out of nowhere to snatch the bouquet from his grasp. “Get your fucking hands off,” he warns, “those are mine. Don’t touch what isn’t yours.”

“Sore spot?” Sanzu raises an unimpressed eyebrow. “Didn’t know you were such a sentimentalist.” 

“Yeah, yeah,” Ran glowers, clutching the roses possessively to his chest. “Get outta my sight.” 

“You’ll regret that.” He steps toward Ran, only pausing when your hand tugs against his suit. 

“C’mon,” you murmur. “He’s ugly. Isn't worth it.” 

Sanzu’s hand immediately wraps around your waist, tugging you flush to him. “Let’s dip,” he mutters lowly into your ear, “Can’t stand him.”

Out in fresh air, he runs a hand through his hair. “What’s the big deal?” He turns to you. “Never thought he’d get so worked up over nothing.” 

You sigh, reaching for his hand. “Should’ve done this sooner, huh?” 

“Done what?” The look on his face nearly resembles a pout. “You know something I don’t? If you’re keeping secrets with Haitani, I won’t be happy.” 

“So jealous,” you sigh, covering his eyes. “Don’t peek and wait here. I’ve got a surprise for you.” 

“Whatever,” Sanzu mutters, “just come back soon.” He watches you disappear into a shop, then waits outside, scuffing the sidewalk with the soles of his shoes. 

You reappear in front of him with a giddy smile. “Look, aren’t these pretty?” 

Sanzu blinks, bewildered at the bouquet of pink flowers in your hands. “What the hell is this?” 

The laugh creases against your eyes. You swat him, lightly. “They’re peonies. Wanna know what they mean?” 

“No.”

You tell him anyway. “Love, beauty, happiness.” 

Sanzu scoffs, rolling his eyes. “You don’t need flowers to confirm that. I could’ve told you that myself.” He straightens up, tugging you closer to him. “You’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen.” He flicks your cheek. “There. Next time you’re feeling sad, just ask.” 

“No,” you laugh. You brush a lock of hair behind his ear. “Got these for you, baby.” The sweet look on your face makes him flush. “You’re beautiful and make me happy.”

Sanzu scowls. He snatches the flowers before you can finish, simultaneously wrapping his arm around your waist just so his face can’t be seen clearly by you.

“Let’s go,” he grumbles, “you’re the fucking worst.” 

He doesn’t allow you to mention the bright blush lighting up his cheeks, or the stupid smile tugging at his lips as the two of you head home.

TACHIBANA NAOTO 

Naoto sighs, eyes half-lid and exhausted. He leans back in his chair, loosely unbuttoning his collar with one hand as he thinks of the amount of overtime he plans to put in this week.

There’s still so much to cover, and with Takemichi wandering around somewhere in the past, Naoto needs to learn everything, just in case.  

A knock sounds on his door. 

Naoto barely reacts. “What is it?” 

You peer through the door, eyes widening as you take in his appearance. “Sorry, am I bothering you?” 

Naoto straightens back up, attentive. “Not at all.”

He glances at your state in concern. “It’s late. Go home. I told you to rest and take care of yourself.”

His words must ignite something in you, because you huff in irritation and walk straight to his desk. “You’re one to talk, Tachibana. You look like you’ll pass out on us anyday, now.”

Your check his forehead temperature, mutually concerned. “You’re burning up. Come on, go home.” 

He blinks, stunned. “That’s not important.” But he can’t deny it; he’s softening into your touch. Your skin feels so cool against his. Relief he didn’t know he needed. Didn't know he wanted.

“Alright,” your face sets in determination. “I’ll go home when you go home.” 

Naoto’s eyes widen. “No–”

“–yes. You’re sick, I’m telling you.” You shift, bashfully. “Anyway, I didn’t come here to nag you.”

With a breath for bravery and the sweetest smile tugging at your lips, you quickly push a bundle of flowers into his face. “For you!” you say, already on your way out. “Don’t work too hard, Tachibana.”

You got him flowers?

They’re gorgeous. Are they really … for him?

“Wait,” he starts, pushing past his desk to grab the sleeve of your wrist, “wait, please.” He holds the flowers gingerly, almost fearful he’ll do something wrong, hold them wrong, maybe? Is that a thing? He isn’t sure. “I appreciate it, but what for?”

“You’re always working so hard,” you murmur, clearly embarrassed, “so I wanted to get you something small. Don’t forget to take care of yourself, too.” 

Naoto’s smiling. It starts in his eyes, but even he can’t help the expression from softening his normally heavy-set features. Do you realize you’ve mirrored his words? It’s sweet. Cute, even. 

“Alright,” he says, eyes twinkling, “one hour. Get whatever you need done, and then we’re both going home.”

#haitani ran x reader #haitani rindou x reader #kazutora x reader #hanma x reader #inui x reader #kokonoi x reader #chifuyu x reader #mitsuya x reader #sanzu x reader #naoto x reader #hanemiya kazutora x reader #matsuno chifuyu x reader #haitani ran hcs #haitani rindou hcs #kazutora hcs #inui hcs #kokonoi hcs #chifuyu hcs #mitsuya hcs #sanzu hcs #naoto hcs #tokrev hcs #tokyo revengers x reader

[holy-megs]

𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 + 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴, 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱.

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘛𝘰𝘬𝘺𝘰 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘫𝘦𝘳𝘬 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥.

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: 𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘬𝘪 + 𝘕𝘢𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘛𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢 + 𝘒𝘰𝘬𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘪 𝘏𝘢𝘫𝘪𝘮𝘦 + 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘚𝘢𝘯𝘰 + 𝘒𝘢𝘻𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘺𝘢 + 𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘮𝘢 𝘚𝘩𝘶𝘫𝘪.

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𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐊𝐈

Takemichi can jerk off anywhere as long as he has his hands on his dick and is able to make himself cum. He sometimes watches porn to make himself reach his climax faster. He always hisses when his thumb touches the head of his cock, and he moans unstoppable. His moans are high-pitched ones too. Takemichi is a virgin and very sensitive. He is so eager to feel your warmth and tightness in there. He wants someone who is experienced just so they can teach him and take control during the act. He finds you so hot, especially when you're teasing him. It gets him hard instantly.

𝐍𝐀𝐎𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐀

Naoto is always busy with work, and he rarely has time for himself or even others. He really doesn’t have the time to masturbate, but if he does, he must be extremely sexually dissatisfied with his relationship, if he ever has one, or simply stressed out from work. Normally, he has this private time to himself while taking a shower or perhaps later in the bathroom. There’s no reason for him to masturbate without having any imagination, so it’s most likely for him to think of you during this time. He is a man and has his needs, but he likes blowjobs more because he cums faster and it’s more likely that work will wait for him, so he needs you to please him however you want, but nice and fast.

𝐊𝐎𝐊𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐈 𝐇𝐀𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐄

Kokonoi masturbates a lot as well, since he worries too much and is really anxious. He needs to forget about his stress, so the only way to do that is either jerk off while sitting on the couch, legs spread like a manwhore, or hit you up to relieve some stress. He, of course, doesn’t have a proper relationship but instead a friends with benefits because this guy spoils you so much if you fuck him well. I bet that in the end, he catches feelings, but he tries not to admit it because he knows that he’ll lose you. This was supposed to be something with no strings attached.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐎

Shinichiro is definitely a perv and an open one. Yes, he got rejected 20 times, but that doesn’t stop him from having dirty fantasies about all of his past crushes, despite being in a relationship with you. Shinichiro always likes to lie in bed and have better access to his dick and balls. He sometimes throws one or two "fucks" here and there, but quietly just so no one can hear him. He always imagines what it would be like to fuck you, but he always leaves that thought last just to cum faster. He chats about your sex life to his friends, and when he does, he gets mad hard. Once you two fuck, it’s over. Shinichiro is the kinkiest guy out there and has a very high sex drive. He’s a teaser too, so he always succeeds in leaving you flustered.

𝐊𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀

Kazutora is innocent. That’s what everyone thought along with you, until he learned from others how sex really works. He also heard from other guys, and especially the gang, how amazing it is to jerk off. That’s why he tried it, and he didn’t regret it. Although he mainly jerks off in the shower, he can also masturbate in other places in his house too. He never told anyone this before, but he once dried humped his pillow thinking it was you. Kazutora is more than ready to claim you as his and has you begging for him to stop overstimulating you. This guy gets pleasure from eating pussy and needs to rub his crotch on the mattress to get more friction. By the time he is done with you, he has already cum two times, if not more.

𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐌𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐉𝐈

Hanma is a very needy man, and the relationship that lasted the longest in his life was just a week. Hanma just wants to fuck and then change women just like it was nothing. There’s no reason for him to masturbate since he always has at least two chicks beside him. He is the type of guy to have as many girls as possible in his life, but in his heart and mind, you will always be with him. He is one of those dudes who want to get their dick wet but at the same time want to be loyal to that one girl, but his commitment issues just won’t let him.

© 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐲-𝐦𝐞𝐠𝐬, 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤. 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.

#tr takemichi #takemichi smut #takemichi x reader #takemichi headcanons #tachibana naoto x reader #naoto smut #naoto headcanons #naoto tokyo revengers #naoto tachibana #kokonoi hajime #kokonoi x y/n #kokonoi x reader #kokonoi hcs #kokonoi smut #shinichiro smut #tokyo revengers shinichiro #shinichiro x reader #kazutora hanemiya #kazutora x you #kazutora x y/n #hanma shuji #tokrev hanma #hanma smut #hanma x reader #hanma x you #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo manji revengers #☾ — dimi writes.

[melina-ya]

Love- story tropes;

Characters; Rindou Haitani, Ran Haitani, Seishu ‘Inupi’ Inui, Hajime Kokonoi.

Warnings; intoxication, a little Angst, not proofread;

a/n; my fav tropes~

Rindou Haitani — best friends brother;

You two met about 2 months after you met Ran, his elder brother.

Since they do almost everything together, the brothers have two separate friend groups to have at least a bit of privacy.

You were introduced to Rans friends through a friend of yours and clicked with him instantly.

One time while your entire group was hanging out you spilled a drink on your shirt and asked Ran if you could wash up at his house since he conveniently lives near by.

When you stepped into his home, you were surprised to see his brother, which you didn’t know he had, there.

Because you met Ran as a friend of a friend and the topic of conversation never came up in front of you, you had no idea what your so called bestie did in his alone time and neither did you know of Rindou.

But you were positively surprised seeing the handsome younger Haitani. He just wore a hoodie and some sweatpants, yet you were overwhelmed by his looks.

When he noticed your presence he was very confused what some stranger was doing in his house. After you explained everything he showed you the way to the bathroom and left to go to his room. Soon after you left as well, but insisted the next time you saw ran That you hang out at his place.

You two started being at their place more often so you’d run into Rindou More often.

Ran didnt question anything, but you were developing a little crush. Over time Rindou started reciprocating those feelings and your rather small encounters developed into you and him talking more and completely ignoring ran. Which made him Kinde mad lol.

Soon ran also noticed the way your relationship was developing and made teasing remarks That First got Shot down by both of you until Rindou was forced encouraged to finally confessing his feelings.

Ran Haitani — Enemies to lovers;

You first met because your Little Brother was Part of a Gang That the Haitani Brothers recently joined.

With everything im Your Power you tried to talk Your Brother out of being in a gang, which didn’t work. So you showed up at the gang hangout quiet often to try dragging him home. That got people to make fun of your Brother, including Ran.

When Ran would make jokes about your efforts and that would make you Start bickering with him.

You hated him. Everything about him, everything he stands for.

He encouraged and lived the same dangerous life of your Brother, who you just wanted to protect. Why couldn’t he understand? Why did he make fun of how hard you were trying?

His Life was probably so easy That he would take Your fears as lighthearted, you thought.

One day Your Brother was nowhere to be found at the usual hangout spot. You were worried sick. When Ran noticed you and the lack of screaming toward Your Brother he went up to you to investigate.

As a bigo Brother himself he understood the situation you were in and decided to not make any unnecessary remarks and put his pride aside to help you Look for him. It was surprisingly his offer.

The two of you went around the City to spots where your Brother could potentially be at.

While you were walking it was at first silence, until one sparked up a conversation and it was weirdly - nice? He was actually likable. He made some funny jokes and listened to what you had to say.

He was so different than you Imagined. You always got the impression that he’s a brutal stupid bully without a heart, but he’s not like that at all. I mean he’s no saint but he’s Not As Bad As you thought.

Could you potentially like him?

After Your Brother was found a couple days passed and imagine who was ringing your doorbell with a smirk on his face, asking you out. ;)

Seishu ‘Inupi’ Inui — She fell first, he fell harder;

You were in the Same grade since elementary School, but never really talked.

If the math lessons were boring you again you’d spend Your Time sneaking glances at the pretty blonde. You may not know each other on a personal level, but you’ve always had a little crush on him.

Before he went to juvie no one really Knew about his Gang Life since he tried to hide it in School.

You liked his calm demeanor and small gentle smile he’d show every now and then. And even though you Never knew about his After School activities you’ve always thought there’s a tough side to him.

In the class he was Never popular nor an outsider. He didnt exactly have Friends, rather he got along with some and spend the breaks with them.

After he came back from Juvie and his secrets out everyone avoided him like the plague. They feared him.

The Same Boy you still saw as cold on the outside but warm and friendly on the inside, the Same Boy that you’ve known since he was a innocent child and struggled with English class. That was the Boy they feared.

Aside from everyone else’s reaction of ignoring him now, you were different. In Your eyes hes still the Same. You believe that whatever is going on in his live must have a reason that he doesn’t need to share with the Rest of the class.

You’re the only one Not turning away immediately when he’s just looking in your direction. And he notices.

One day you find the courage to talk to him, thinking he Must be lonely at School. And he may Not Show it but it genuinely made him very happy.

He used to Not notice you like this, but he’s always thought of you As the prettiest girl in class and may has noticed how you Look at him from time to time.

And now your kindness made him open his eyes to the absolut catch you are. The more you two Talk the More he enjoys the sound of your laugh, and loves listening to your rambles about the Most Random of Topics You’re so passionate about.

He finds himself absolutely in love.

Hajime Kokonoi — Sunshine & Grumpy;

Your Love Story happens After he Lost Inupi and eventually got over Akane.

After he parted ways with his childhood best friend he Never thought he’d find someone who’d give him the feeling of enjoying someone’s presence again, but here you Are.

You met while he was walking home after a Meeting in the middle of the night, where he even though he’d never admit it was feeling pretty lonely.

You were walking the same way After having a couple Drinks with Your Friends and noticed how tired the guy next to you looked. Being the bubbly and a bit tipsy Person you Are you asked if everything is alright. Usually you wouldn’t talk to a complete stranger alone outside while it’s dark but somehow the alcohol in your system pushed your sense of safety aside.

He didn’t answer and gave you a little side eye yet you just kept on talking, when he noticed how you were obviously intoxicated he decided to escort you Home As you kept talking to him.

He brought you up to your apartment door and tried to leave, which you didn’t let Happen until he gave you his number. He eventually gave in and tipped his number into your phone.

The next morning you cringed remembering your encounter and decided to apologize over Text.

When he saw the Text and thought about last night he didn’t perceive your talkative nature as annoying and also Kinde enjoyed it .

He texted back and so began Your friendship which formed into a relationship faster than thought.

To him you were never a replacement for anyone you were far to Special for That, you healed his wounds without even realizing and made him the happiest he’s ever been

And he knows he doesn’t Match Your Energie and he used to be very scared That you thought it was a sign he didnt like you or something but to you his more calmer grumpier demeanor gave you comfort, a place to just feel safe and peaceful. You loved him for giving you peace in your life and your heart.

And the Same for him. You gave him excitement and made him feel alive.

a/n; found this draft and finished it After like 9 months or so lol I’ll try to write more often again :) thank you for reading and have a good day

#tokyo rev fluff #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers #ran x reader #ran haitani x reader #ran haitani #rindou haitani #rindou x you #tokyo revengers seishu inui #inui x reader #kokonoi hcs #tokyo revengers kokonoi #kokonoi x y/n #tropes

[sapphicshav]

── 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐃𝐎 | tokyo revengers.

genre . . . sfw, a little nsfw

pairing . . . ran, rindou, kokonoi & sanzu x gn!reader

synopsis . . . the attractive things that these fine men do to swoon you 👀

warnings . . . suggestive themes

RAN doesn't wear anything but a towel when he leaves the shower. nothing but a towel just barely gripping on to his waist exposing his v-line, water droplets and leftover soap suds sliding down his sculpted chest.

SANZU is a man spreader. no matter where he's sat, just know his legs are going to be wide open for you sit in between them. you can't help but stare when in between his legs when he does this. "if you wanted me that bad, you could just said something instead of staring at my dick".

RINDOU purposely stretches in front of you making sure his washboard abs and slim waist are in your line of sight. "take a picture doll, it lasts longer...". pretty tattoos and slightly healed scars scattered on his body. there's no way you could take your eyes off him.

KOKONOI finds it hard to takes his eyes off your lips when he's talking to you. drowning in your pupils as you babble on about your day, his eyes slowing travel down from you eyes. to your nose and somehow end up staring at your soft lips, which startles you almost everytime he does so.

thank you for reading, rbs are appreciated ♡︎

#🖌️ — ꒰ sapphicshav ™ ꒱ #sanzu haruchiyo #sanzu x reader #sanzu x y/n #sanzu hcs #tr sanzu #tr ran #ran haitani #ran haitani hcs #ran haitani fluff #ran haitani x reader #rindou x reader #tr rindou #rindou fluff #bonten rindou #kokonoi hajime #kokonoi hcs #kokonoi x reader #tokyo revengers kokonoi #kokonoi headcanons

[mikeysbabygirl]

Hii, can I please request a quiet uninterested reader that works as a hacker for bonten and sometimes helps koko with his work? And he can't stop thinking about her so he acts on it, but realizes that she's a little dom 👀 pretty please 💕

24K spider web

Warning : 18+, Minors DNI. Explicit smut ( just as every writing of mine lol ), dirty talk.

SYNOPSIS : Classy hacker! Reader x Bonten! Hajime Kokonoi.

WC : I DON'T KNOOOW.

The hacker.

Cargo pants, chunky boots, sleeveless hoodie, giant backpack...

Does it ring a bell ? If it does, don't open the door.

This ain't you.

See, pink is the new black.

Glittery keypads, manicured nails typing on the light keys, 24K GOLD MacBook with diamond encrusted Apple logo, designer dresses and your Guerlain Rouge red lipstick in your iconic red Lamborghini.

Bonten has never been a basic mafia organization, it was only fair enough that their hacker was not an everyday hacker.

But shall we start by introducing the frame first ?

Once upon a time, a few years and mistakes ago, through a brighter day, the ghost of a father brought his daughter a computer.

A clear, straightforward path.

She would be hearing the children of her age playing outside while learning to master algorithms, heart shaped eyes, looking at her hero. He wasn't often home, but when he would be, he was eyes glued to that magic box that had much more fun than her. She figured out the only way she would ever see that sparkle in his hues was when she would follow his golden footsteps.

Small fingerprints marked the keyboard keys' at the rhythm he likes, drawing the stars she always wanted to see in his eyes, she was a prodigy.

Too much.

She was too curious for her damn own good, and she liked to break things. She was good at gaining computer's trust, and her hobby was to see just how far she could push the things.

Government doesn't like people who excel at finding creatives ways to break things.

Diamond bracelet that the years of working as a freelance hacker provided you got replaced by tight handcuffs, you indeed went too far.

Luck finally smiled at you with an unsmiling Sano Manjiro visiting you at the incarceration center. Heaven lost an angel the day you signed up in Bonten, as their private prodigy hacker, in exchange, dirty money, corrupted lawyers and government opened your prison cell's doors.

That is how the legend was born.

Kokonoi would always remember the first day you stepped inside the Bonten premises, Valentino stilettos clicking against the floor, lustrous and smooth hair swaying with your every move, styling a white structured coat-dress, as if hours ago you weren't Kept under heavy guard in one of the most secure prisons in the state.

-" The great thing about people using technology to protect them is that I can hack it. Now if it was some giant monster with teeth protecting them, we would have a problem. But this ? This is not a problem. "

Those were the first words you uttered on your first day, entering your new office with most of the team waiting for you in it.

They were about to find out how undeniably talented you were.

Mafia's were transforming toward the digital world, you were the key for them to undergo that change to this new era.

-" I'll have you hooked up to the camera feed in no time. You'll be able to see everything they can."

This definitely expedited the process of many of their missions.

The whole mafia world was amazed by the speed with which the Bonten made this transition into cybercrime, you were climbing the ladder at an incredible speed, earning the respect of all your colleagues and even that of the big boss.

-" they are not the only one to know how to jam a signal ".

Sitting on your throne, in front of your brand new purple computer setup with almost all of the executives surrounding you, you had promised to win the cyber war. Hajime was in the front row to witness your victory against the hacker of the biggest Chinese mafia. He felt himself drifting away from years of numbness while looking at those stars in your eyes.

Unfortunately, that wasn't an everyday sight. Mikey hadn't probably been the sweetest person in the world in order to convince you to work for them, Sanzu was very likely not the best office neighbor you could have had, and Ran's flirtatious ways were not the most pleasant thing to begin the day with, yet he always thought you would eventually warm up to your co-workers.

It is quite relevant to say that you have never been close to it.

You barely talked about anything else than the work, nobody was used to catch a sight of you outside of your work hours, sometimes they would even feel lucky if your eyes met one of theirs on your way to your office.

This had earned you quite a reputation within the gang, it is indeed well-known that mystery piques all interests, your ice cold fueled passion's fire.

At the prime of his career, having everything he wanted the minute he thought about it, Kokonoi lacked a good exciting chase, no need to say you more than fitted the task.

Something about not knowing, not being able to read you like an open book made it harder to not think about you.

Just as now, sitting quietly on the chair next to yours in your office after asking your help for some work, he could not take his eyes away from you.

The long hours of work took their toll on your hair. It was now loose, cascading around your face, dimly lit by the purple light of your screen. It was late, nearly everyone must be home now, still he did not felt guilty at all for keeping you longer.

Graceful, the word circled in his head as he contemplated the glow of your skin under the aesthetic light. Anyone would have felt his eyes on them if he stared at them just as he was doing with you, but you didn't even turned an eye on him, too focused on finishing the work in the shortest possible time and in the most immaculate way, as always.

-" that's it, give it to mommy. Stop resisting... " He thought he heard you uttering, Kokonoi's eyes widened slightly before he straightened on his chair, snorting.

-" Do I need to leave y'all alone maybe or... ?"

God, he felt as if he was a virgin young boy again, waiting for the slightest smile of the girl who caught his eye. Except it was way easier to get Akane to smile back then, and that you barely looked at him now.

-" my work is a computer confidence trick. " You explained, still typing whatever on your keypad. " Hacking is mostly finding ways around security, not through it. "

The man next to you placed his elbows on your desk, earning a side glance from you while he leaned over a little bit.

-" that supposed to explain why you're flirting with a screen ?"

-" that supposed to be funny ? " You tilted your head to the side, not giving him a single look, hearing another snort. " You have your love, I have my computer. Now back off. "

He was rather surprised, though you were often cold, you rarely spoke in such a sour tone.

-" My love ?" It was his turn to tilt his head, questioningly, you shrugged.

-" your love, your money, whatever".

-" I see the iceberg knows a little about me, should I feel flattered ? "

You peered at him through the corner of your eye, finding his eyes already glued on you. Nothing you were not used to, honestly, though he was more inconspicuous than the other executives and co-workers when he contemplated you, you still worked there enough to notice his lingering stare on you.

-" if it makes you feel better " you shrugged again, his smile faltered getting replaced by a bored expression. He couldn't get it, why did you like so much to play pretend ? Obviously, he was eye catching and impressive, you would not be the first one to ever enjoy getting his attention so he just couldn't wrap his head around the fact that you treated him as if he was like everyone else.

-" that was not an answer ".

You sighed, finally turning your head to look at him, he froze, lost on the way your eyeliner outlined the shape of your eyes perfectly.

-" I've been working for with for a while now, I don't need a Trojan horse to know you're a sucker for money. "

As much as your words could sound contemptuous, your tone was flat and empty, it showed that you had no hostility in your voice, you were too uninterested for that.

He leaned more over the desk, locking eyes with yours with his face only inches away, your perfume invaded his nostrils and he wished it could have been possible to close his eyes slightly and enjoy the enticing scent.

-" No matter how far you go, you work for me. Never forget that, sweetheart ".

Something flickered through your irises the minute you heard him and he had caught it. Though shining under a purple soft light, your gaze was made of daggers and shards, your organized chaos beginning to shatter inside you.

He was no one to address you in such a contemptuous way. Yes, he is more senior than you, and as wealthy as you were he was probably more so, but that wasn't a good enough reason to play macho, certainly not with you.

Turning your swivel chair toward him, you raised an eyebrow and crossed your arms. His gaze swung quickly to your chest that this gesture put even more in value, through your shirtless white tuxedo blazer, then came back to the way your pupils shrunk and your eye color deepened when you leaned over the desk too, an untamed beauty, he thought.

-" You might be the one writing the checks, I keep up the guard's 'round your bank account. One two clicks and you're broke. "

The carnivorous grin that curled his lips the next second should have made you at least flinch, it was his challenge smile, the one he did before winning a new contract he knew he got in pocket.

Now, because of him, you were more wolf than woman. Eye roasting him while he slowly got up from his seat, taking his time to dust off his suit pants then walking around to stand up behind you, leaning over your head while resting his arms on the back of your chair.

You threw your head back and let your eyes bore into his, not the least impressed or intimidated by his proximity. With that cool blanket of indifference and cat's eye air, sharp magnificent sword-like looks dragged across his soul, igniting inner snake instincts to bite.

-" This is a threat ? 'cause love, the last person who talked to me like that ended up at the bottom of the river."

And to think you were just mentally noting how cute he was, overlooking you from his height with his feline-like eyes and a hair strand falling close to your face.

You raised an eyebrow and parted your lips open, his eyes lingered there before coming back to your hues, guts stirring because of the rare sight of a smirk on your face.

As if you were going to be scared of him.

-" barking dogs never bite. "

A dry laughter escaped his mouth, making your smile widen. His right hand moved to grab your shoulder, while the left one moved your loose hair to the other side, he swallowed thick air staring at the naked soft-looking skin of your neck, and let his lips brush your ear with every following word of him.

-" d'ya think prison is the worst place you could go ?" Right hand traveled down your blazer, wrapped around your neck, index finger got pressed on the plump of your lips. " pull some shit like that again and I’ll have you thrown in places that’ll make prison seem like a wet fucking dream.”

Your smile never faltered, however something about how those eyelids drooped seemed as the first smoke hints of a wildfire.

Plutus, young god of abundance in this city, he might be. Yet he was standing on top of the goddess of not only webs but also spiders, warfare, Athena. He could feel them snakes serpentine around his body each more seconds you were staring, burning holes on him.

Fascinating, least he could say. Kissed by magenta, glowing and consuming his interest, and there to remind that being the light means being made of fire.

His finger that was resting on your lips, you bit, as a snake injecting sweet venom that coursed through his veins, fueling a hard-on. Red lips, white teeth around his finger, any pain was long forgotten for a sharp desire of ripping open the soft neck skin under his digits, crawling inside and never leave.

-" See, babydoll" he pulled his finger out of your mouth, still smiling as if you weren't ready to draw blood out of it. " Barking dogs can actually bite ".

And there you were again, solar plexus fire, and for some reasons his chest seemed to open up like wild flower around you. He could not stay any longer, what he thought was an iceberg turned out to cut sharper, hit hard like a dart tearing apart slashes of his heart and leaving a nasty scar.

He took his eyes off you and as he removed his hand from your skin, the temperature suddenly dropped. Kokonoi turned around, without a glance behind him.

-" now be a nice bitch, want that work on my desk by tomorrow. "

Not to be mistaken, he was a nice person, a good boss even if a bit demanding, nevertheless he always respected his employees. However, he saw no reason to respect the person who insidiously reduced him to ashes without even trying, the one who managed to disrespect him and yet keep him so intrigued, attracted.

You haven't actually been offended by the insult, honestly was it far away the sweetest thing you have heard about you that day. What started on the other hand, playing on your nerves was the way he went thinking he could order you around, and God knows it was hard to get a reaction out of you. Indeed, he was your supervisor, yet no one not even Sano Manjiro ever adressed you in such a condescending tone.

You let him make his way toward the door of your office, letting him think he actually had the last word.

Letting him bath in his ego for three more seconds.

Two.

One.

-" you mean like the nice bitches working their asses out to provide you money ?" You turned in your swivel chair to face his stiffened back, hand frozen on the door handle. " Hajime motherfucker Kokonoi wouldn't worth a single penny, if not the brothel's pussies."

The way he slowly turned toward you screamed indignation, his darkened expression fed your devastating hunger of power.

If it has been someone else from the gang, namely Sanzu or Mikey, a bullet would already been lodged between your two razor-shape shining eyes. But it was Hajime, fortunately or not for you, he preferred to win his battles out of wit.

And maybe, there was something louder than your words, the roaring of your siren eyes and the deafening chaos in your smile.

Making his way back to you, with every step the room seemed smaller, as if he was getting caught in a spider's web while approaching.

He put his elbows on each armrest of your chair, almost closing the distance between your two faces dimly lit by the dark light.

-" say it to my face, and I might not make you scream".

You playfully tilted your head to the side, his eyes fell on your smirking lips, he licked his, bringing your gaze on them.

-" heard you had some eyesight troubles, now you're telling me you have trouble hearing ? Damn, spend some money on a doctor".

He scoffed and ignored your jab.

-" Too afraid to repeat ? Pussy".

-" indeed. I don't see any dick in this room. "

-" Ask nicely and you shall receive" his smirk made him look attractive, you couldn't lie. Something about his teases screamed to be tamed by you, you couldn't just deny how electric the atmosphere around you was.

-" trade all your money and I might just grant you a glance".

Everything about his face told you he liked what he was seeing, he pulled your swivel chair closer to him, knee slipping between your white pants' clothed legs, your expensive perfume as a snake dance hypnotizing his senses.

As if your mysterious personality didn't got him low-key obsessed by you for months, the crumbs you were currently providing were heroin-like addictive, he could barely take his eyes off of you, your face, your cleavage, your hair.

And though his mind ached to shut you down, to cut that snake's head, to wipe the spider's web.

His heart screamed, go, be the light, be the flame, burn him until he is screaming your name.

-"pussy like yours ? Baby, I eat them for breakfast."

-" Is it ?" You teased and approached your face to his, nose and lips almost brushing against his. His minty hot breath hit your cheek in the most exquisite fire.

-" mhm" he nodded, keeping his hues glued to yours, swimming in the darkest ocean he had ever seen.

-" Then pray tell me why... "

You stood up, making him straighten his back at the same time and unfolded your shirtless blazer and plunging neckline.

-" Months of eye fucking me, and I still never felt your tongue tasting me even once ?"

Kokonoi swallowed as discreetly as he could, glad for his hair falling around his face to hide his probably heating ears. If your fierce looks weren't enough to make his pants tighter, your words and his imagination definitely were.

And you weren't done, making a step toward him, you bit your lower lip and frowned, giving him such a cute picture of your usually impassive face.

-" I think you can only afford " pussy like mine ", replicas. Original's too expensive, hm ?"

-" You're playing with fire. "

He had warned, at the edge, burning from anger or lust, those two were just too similar. Wild, fierce, destructive, ruthless, sexy, enticing, sensual, mesmerizing.

All were words that fitted both his hatred and his desire for you, fitted you.

Your smile grew wider, things were finally getting interesting. Since you came here, it was the first time you saw something challenging, worth your attention.

-" Then light me up. "

You commanded, his breath got caught in his throat.

The snake tightened its grip around his body.

-" Light me up. "

You insisted, closing the distance between the two of you. Though you were shorter, you pressed your chest to his, lifting your head to meet his ice-cold gaze with your burning one.

And with your body pressed against his, he was a goner.

Caught in the spider's web.

-" light me up ! go 'head and light me up !"

The tarantula drove its fangs into the young god's body.

He would have thought you tasted carbon disulfide-like, or at least that capsaicin would have burn his taste buds, yet if felt like candy, your tongue rolling around his while you fought for dominance, though he never has been a sweet tooth, he knew he could grow addicted to your sweet taste.

His hands found your waist in a firm grip, pressing you tighter against his body to make you feel just how your fire got him.

That is not what you meant by lighting you up, but honestly you wouldn't complain. He was indeed a good kisser, his lips were fleshy yet soft, a firm cloud fighting hard with yours, did he knew he couldn't cage a tornado with his hands around its waist ?

You pulled out from the kiss seconds later, panting heavily, he couldn't find it in him to open his eyes, afraid that the feeling of flying high would disappear as soon as you would push him away.

He couldn't believe you actually kissed him back, and that he even found the courage to kiss you. You, the graceful and dark side of the moon, the submerged iceberg part. If you had to push him away, he would like to keep the ecstasy a little longer.

But when he opened his eyes, and his heart missed a beat when he locked them with the prettiest face he had ever seen, seeing no hesitation in it, no refusal, his lips rushed to find yours again, and they welcomed him even better than the first time, swallowing his heart out of his chest.

You had kissed him so he found his departed soul again, kissed him into finding his way home again, the light he lost long in this world, breathing a sorrowful joy into his soul.

As if you whispered a story in your kiss, for him to realize that every story comes to an end, and every end means a new beginning.

Though he could not get enough of your lips, he needed more, the beautiful foreigner with familiar eyes tasted the sweetest drugs to pass his lips, the highest of highs, he ached for you to stay and give him just one more sweet fix.

You pulled away again, his heart raced faster when your hands flew to his Louis V dress shirt, unbuttoning his wrapped desire. Golden rings felt cold against your heating skin as the back of his hand rested slightly against your cheek, giving you one of the most worshipping looks you have seen in your life.

-" pretty girl, watch baby give this body some good love, yeah ?"

As much as his words, and brown eyes under the aesthetic light set fire to your core, you had other plans.

Once you were done with his dress shirt, grabbing him by his collar you switched your two positions, and faster than he could ever react, in a swift movement the outsole of your stilettos pushed his chest away-not aggressively though- just to get him sitting on the swivel chair that moved toward the desk under his weight.

Kokonoi's eyes widened, he didn't see your move coming and was even more taken aback when the few buttons of your blazer were undone before his eyes, the latter falling to the floor.

You lay your armor down and your crown shows off, and you display a collection of all the things that makes you wonderful and unique, as if you were an exhibition under his expert eyes that couldn't find anything to criticize, a work of art. His cold lustful eyes preying on your physique, stinky soul searching for you, such a treasure, just for him. Almost not wanting to blink so he wouldn't mess an inch of your body during that blink of the second.

-" Not letting a man tell me what I should do with my cunt. I'mma take the lead. "

As you became a loaded gun, his suffering is tempting, is addictive, is attractive, your fire takes ahold of him controls him, he is passive.

You had woke up the beast inside him, craving you so badly that a wild storm came surging from his core.

-" Fenty Savage " he notes as you got closer to him, eyes glued on your floral lace unlined bra, and pants that soon found the ground, revealing the thong in the same pattern riding your lips. The soft lavender color sang the praises of your skin too louder for him not to notice it, and he thought, that body was not made for a chair and a desk, nor for an orange prison suit, but for walking on a damn red carpet.

-" I see you know your stuff mister money maker " your hoarse but soft voice whispers while you straddled his lap. Above him, the money god was nothing but a devoted servant praying to his goddess with worshipper's hands venturing out and roaming the miles of your burning flesh to your back.

Koko leaned in, his mouth writing wet poems at your neck, your muscles numb by the divine sensation of his silent words and the soft texture of his lips.

He kissed your neck, smelled it, you smelled of water colours, of empty canvases wanting to be stained, every inch of your flesh whispering its desire to be tagged to his ears. Craving you was a strange poison coursing through his veins and filling his senses with a wanting that felt like it had control over him, pulled him down and licked his neck, runned its fingers all over him. Then, he found you, teasing him while your hands were playing with his belt you were undoing. He did the same for your bra, that fell to the ground and was rewarded by the sight of your bare chest. Lips traced your jaw, collarbone, then his tongue ice skated on the burning skin of your chest, talking to your heart, revealing to it the secrets of months spent daydreaming about this moment.

You felt the tissue between your legs get seriously wet and the fact that his lips suddenly captured your nipple activated the throbbing in your cunt.

-" goddamn softie" he praised your breast, your hands shaking from pleasure lowered his pants and underwear just enough to free his hard member, a pretty long six inches with an angry red tip, and you heard a grunt at the same time your palm wrapped around his length.

That enticing look in your eyes had Koko craving for more, your hand wrapped around his most secret part felt like a prison, yet he wanted the walls of that cell to close on him. Your grip tightened around him as you started stroking his cock and he had to separate from your breasts to catch some breath. Exposing his throat to you, you started putting some wet kisses on his jaw, smelling and licking his neck while he started thrusting his hips against your hand.

-" Fuck, too much... "

-" Shhh, fancy boy. 'm gonna take good care of you, yeah ?"

He nodded, in the hot air around, he wondered if he felt himself burning in your fire or melting like sugar on your tongue. You teased animals out of him, but what's wild shoud run free and that night, he would howl for you. Letting his fingers mold on your waist's skin, you tailor-made fit for him, yet he still got you under his skin.

He would gladly have closed his eyelids in order to sink deeper in the fueling pleasure, yet his eyes were captivated, your every curve, every edge his hues were swallowing, they say when people are naked they are on their most vulnerable state, but you, god, you never looked that powerful. Not in Louis V, not in Gucci, but in your birthday suit, a Greek goddess was perched on top of his body from your face so kissable to your imperfectly perfect body, you looked straight out from a playboy magazine and he would never close an eye on this.

His attention was brought to his pleasure again when it disappeared, your hand was no longer on his length, you snorted at his almost panicked expression and reached for your Chanel handbag on the desk behind the chair, he watched with curious eyes while you took the aluminium package out of it and sat back on his lap, biting your lower lip slightly and smiling while opening that one with manicured nails.

-" I don't know about you, Koko. But I think the world would do way better without a human mix of you and me rocking them Gucci shoes".

He laughed in a breath, watching as you slid the condom down his length, you lifted your body slightly for him to slide your underwear down, and threw your head back in a melodious moan while his finger smoothly found your clit with sweet torturing orchestrations.

-" Go 'head, love " he whispered against your neck's skin, feeling you starting to wet his lap. " Kill me".

He commanded, you obeyed for once. Clinging to his shoulders, you lined up your entrance with his tip and started sinking on him, you let out a gasp at the stretch. He was not even completely inside but you would swear you never felt that full.

-" Gotcha, love. Would ya take me in ?" He inquired in a hoarse voice, you raised an eyebrow though with parted open mouth from pleasure, was it a challenge? His eyes were teasing, it was.

Your cunt was throbbing around him and by the way he began cursing under his breath, sweat dripping slightly from his forehead, you understood he noticed too.

- " Shit, so tight. ya feel so good !"

As if he wasn't filling every part of you, you ignored every hard obstacle and started bouncing on him, setting your own rhythm to show who had the upper hand. It almost drove him crazy, how you would always crack the finish line and go overdrive.

His head dropped on your shoulder, slightly biting on the flesh hearing your moans echoing through the office. You were the wildfire that destroyed his guts like old trees, caressing their branches as your flames danced all over him.

-" fancy pussy" he grunt against your skin while you were busy chasing your high and bringing his. " Takes my cock better than any bitch-"

-" The original" you half laughed half moaned, feeling your walls independently tightening around him, you were closed, and by the way his eyes rolled, he was too.

- " Hajime!" Without even thinking, you found yourself moaning his first name that you never used, you did not even know how it came suddently to your mouth.

About Koko ? A firework would be an understatement to describe what he felt when he heard you screaming his first name in pleasure.

Your moans were music to him that let his body on fire, but calmed his soul in peace. A music that no word can ever sing. And his breaths were the rythme which embraced your body but caressed your soul, a tune that no symphony can ever play.

- " Say it again " he ordered, while you looked at him through half-lidded eyes.

-" Hajime " you repeated, and he did not even tried to fight the urge of crashing his lips against yours.

He felt himself in the deepest parts of your soul, his body was so much on fire that his mind could not comprehend. All he could assimilate was the deep-throated groans that escaped his lips and the goosebumps he got into his torso while your bare chest was brushing against him.

In the center of that poem, discarded clothes, nudity, bodies roaming each other, his thumb reached for your clit and only minutes later, you came undone, clenching around him and making him come in the condom as well.

-" my baby's the prettiest when she comes" he teasingly breathed, then nuzzled his head in the crook of your neck when his high started feeling too ecstatic, so reluctant to the idea of leaving your perfect warmth that even minutes after you two finally caught your breathes, he still didn't pulled out.

Your fingers found his chin to lift his head toward you.

-" You did so well for me, Hajime. I'm proud of you, pretty boy ".

Something in his chest squeezed too hard, no matter if it was due to your honest gaze that he saw for the first time, or your words. No one ever took the time to tell him how good he did, that they were proud of him, he has been achieving an endless goal with no obvious end, and through the continuous wanting and craving for more, you reassured him, you touched him ever so softly, more than he had ever been in his life. You gave rest to his homeless soul.

And for once, he had been grateful that life broke him, for he finally found someone who he eventually thought might fill the empty spaces.

But you were way too far gone, a moment, keeping you was as trying to hold water in hands, and before he even tried, you were already slipping between his fingers, putting back all your clothes.

-" where to ?" He anxiously asked, putting his pants back. You emptily gazed at him, your distant gaze now back and he had to swallow the lump forming in his throat.

Why was he suddenly feeling so bitter ? Didn't he thought that once the challenge taken and the mysterious person opened up, the constant thoughts would go ?

But no, now they seemed even stronger, and louder. He was left unsatisfied, left wanting more, the soft touches and the tough ones, the rough words and the few sweet ones, the burning gazes, everything seemed so close yet so far already.

He stood up, taking back his shirt that you threw toward him and giving you a questioning look.

-" Home, obviously? Oh and, I just gave you the best pussy of your life. I'm definitely taking a day off tomorrow".

Through his worry, he couldn't help but let his lips curl into a slight smile, buttoning his shirt back, he bit his lower lip.

-" you tellin' me your over productive ass would accept some rest ?"

You winced while approaching your desk and taking your bag, he was right though you never talked about it, he probably noticed how you plunged in work and over worked yourself. You froze however when you heard him add.

-" Take me home, and I'll give my pretty girl a reason to stay in bed".

You turned to face him with a smile on your face that made his heart raced faster.

-" already obsessed or what ?"

Yes, absolutely yes.

-" well..." He made a step toward you, his hands flew to your hair, putting it back in place before dropping to his sides and locking eyes with you. " I may be starting to want you for myself ".

You scoffed, grabbing your Lambo keys and turning around, making his chest tightened.

Stopping right in front of the door, you didn't turned around when you uttered.

-" Fine. But I'm driving. "

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inupi: money

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[mochiswifey]

Arrange Marriage 

Kokonoi's Part CW: Death, Angst, No Comfort.

Choose me

You stare at the blue contacts on the top of your vanity. If you wore this maybe, just maybe he’ll be happy even if it’s just a pinch. You weren’t hesitant to show him that you love him. You showed him that you fell in love with him the first day you two met. He wasn’t unfaithful. He was too faithful to a woman that no longer exists. He tries to see her in you but his eyes spark hatred whenever he fails to see the woman he loves too much in you.

Akane.

The girl you loathe without even meeting her. It’s foolish. But you can’t help but feel resentment. All you want is a bit of his love but he’ll never be able to give it to you. He’s stuck in the past. He never tasted any food you cooked and never greeted you with a smile. Never helped you with anything. He didn’t say it aloud but you know he’ll never fall in love with you. You only saw him happy when you dyed your hair blond and wore your school uniform. You looked just like her but his smile faded when his eyes met yours.

“Today is my birthday. I’m sure we made some progress. I’m sure he’ll remember mine.” You tell your reflection as you put the contacts back in the drawer. You cooked and baked your own cake and patiently waited for him. You sat at the table at 7 pm. You were excited. But he never came home. The cake has melted and the food got cold. You stayed on the kitchen table and got excited over all the little noise. You didn’t lose any hope and never got mad at him. You jumped from your chair and immediately went to the door when it opened the following day.

“Koko! Yesterday was my birthday-“

“Can you shut up?” He dismissed you coldly as he walk passes you.

“I’m sorry, but I cooked do you mind if we could-“

“Listen. I lost someone important to me today so I would appreciate it if you don’t talk to me. You’re making me sick.” He didn’t try to hide his irritation. You nodded and walked away. You went to the kitchen and started throwing the food you made into the garbage.

There wasn't any progress. It was only your delusion.

No happy birthday. No nothing. The house remained silent. He’s grieving his childhood love’s death. He chooses to grieve her death rather than celebrate your birthday with you. He chooses her always even after years of her being gone. He chooses her over you who chooses him over anyone. You sat on the bed you two are supposed to share letting silent tears run down your cheeks. You never thought love could be so hurtful. Thousand of invisible knives stab your heart and the only remedy you know is his love but that’s a luxury you could never afford no matter how rich you are. Kokonoi Hajime. He’s yours by paper but his heart will never belong to you. Not in a million years. You stood up making sure every footstep silent and went to his office. You peeked and there he was. Sitting on the floor staring at her picture he cherishes so much.

“Akane san…” He whispers admiring the photo.

“I miss you so much.” You could see tears running down his cheek. Those tears are the reminders that he loves her not you. Never you.

“I’m so sorry I couldn’t save you. I’m sorry you’re not here with me.”

If I was gone will he love me as he loves her? You question yourself but you already know the answer to that. You quietly left the house even though you have nowhere to go.

You’re tired.

You already know he’ll never love you. And you wanted to end the pain but how? You couldn’t stay forever in the shadow of her. You didn’t want to, even though the beauty of it is you having a pinch of his attention.

It’s hard to accept that the person you love will never love you. It is. Especially when there’s no escape. You’re tied to him until death sets the two of you apart. 

After being married to him for years you naively thought that maybe he’ll open his heart to you. Maybe he’ll realize how much love and adoration you have for him but the harsh truth is that he sees that. He just simply doesn’t care. 

You know within yourself that you needed to let go of him. 

You needed to let go of Kokonoi Hajime. The man who makes your heart skip a beat whenever he fakes a smile. The man… The man who made your heart clench in pain.

You needed to cut the ropes. You already realized. You already knew- and maybe even accepted that he’ll never love you. But why is it so hard to let go?

Maybe it’s the fact that you got used to it. And maybe it's scary to let go because he’s all you’ve ever known. 

Being daddy’s only girl was an advantage to you. Wiping your tears you dialed your father’s number and requested a date with Kokonoi. 

A few hours later you were all freshened up and sat down in a luxury restaurant in central Tokyo. Kokonoi was more than pissed. He wanted to grieve and not deal with you but Mikey’s order couldn’t be ignored. His expression is sour and he didn’t care enough to hide it. 

You usually bombards him with questions trying to know him everytime you two go out but this time you just sat quietly. You didn’t speak a word and kept your gaze on the expensive glass plate. 

Kokonoi was getting impatient and it was visible from the frantic tapping he started doing. 

“After 15 years you still love her.”

You never brought her up. So, it truly surprised him. 

“I-“

“What was she like?” You didn’t let him finish. Kokonoi examined your expression. He knew you know about Akane. It’s not like he hid it from you. But he expected you to be spiteful but rather than that. You looked peaceful and utterly curious. 

He sighed before looking up the chandelier.

“Why do you want to know?” 

“Curiosity? It’s just…”

“You never brought her up.” You chuckled before lifting your gaze and meeting his eyes. Your eyes. It’s different from hers.

“Talking about her even in private, I avoided it because I thought if I ever did maybe I’ll bring her back in life to you. But the thing is… She never died in you. You always kept her in your heart.” Kokonoi didn’t know what to feel. What you said was all true. 

“I admire that.” You smiled softly and for the first time in a long time Kokonoi smiled at you. It was soft and true. 

“I see, but why now?”

“C’mon. There’s nothing she can’t do something worse we hadn’t already done to each other.” 

He chuckled before taking a sip of his wine. The memories of her flashed through his mind as he was taking the sip and he couldn’t help but fall in love with her even more. 

“She’s brighter than the sun, gentler than anyone could’ve ever be. Her laugh is better than any music I’ve ever heard. She’s….”

He puts his wine glass down before meeting your eyes. A sign of pity flashed and you knew exactly what he was going to say next. 

“She’s everything I’ve ever wanted.” 

“She’s everything I’m not.” You simply added. 

There was a long silence after that. 

“I chased money after her death, but even after gaining power, status, and every penny I could’ve asked for. All those things couldn’t fill the hole she left in my heart.” 

…..

“Was there-“

“No. There was never a chance and there will never be a chance for us.” He answered your unspoken question. You nodded before lifting your wine glass and proposing a toss. 

He didn’t ask what for but he complied. 

You twirl your burgundy colored wine before chugging it all in one go. You wiped the corners of your mouth before meeting the eyes you’ve loved and will always love.

“To your freedom.” You finally let out. Your words puzzled your husband. But everything was cleared up when blood started running down your nose and purple veins started popping to your face.

“WHAT DID YOU DO!?”

A faint smile appeared on your face as you fell to the expensive carpet. 

He’s angry. Maybe to the fact that your death will start an all out war between bonten and your father but….

Your death was the most you’ve seen him concerned about you and with that you were content. 

“C-Choose me in another life…” Your last words. You already know that your final wish was impossible but maybe just maybe he’ll give you a chance. Because you know that you’ll always pick him even to your next life.

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[milky-mink]

Hi! I'd like to make a request for some of the Tokyo Rev guys and that tik tok prank where the parents pretend that someone wants to fight them and they ask the kid if they're going to help them, but instead it's fem reader asking if the boyfriend will help her if a girl says she wants to fight her and that said girl is bringing her boyfriend to fight him. Sorry if it's confusing, let me know and I'll find the tik tok to show you! ❤️

Okay, this is funny. I’ve seen the TikTok and honestly, those are hilarious. I'll just write the reaction of some Toman and Tenjiku boys on that one since it's really interesting. A mix of soft and hard yanderes on this one. 

Characters: Mikey, Inui, Kokonoi, and Mitsuya 

TW: Yandere Behavior

As per Mikey’s case, he would not take this seriously. Don’t get me wrong, he really cares about you and loves you dearly, but he is the leader of Toman for a reason. He could easily detect people who are lying or pranking him since it is essential for a gang leader to not be easily deceived (tell that to Kisaki) But since you want to prank him first, he would also do it to you, after all, it's fair right? 

At first, he would just go on with your prank but without shedding off his usual childish and carefree attitude, which would annoy you, until you realized that he knows you are trying to prank him and is basically bamboozling you at the start, making your prank backfire to yourself. But if your acting is flawless and can deceive Mikey, well get ready for a sudden mood change that would make you wonder if you really know what kind of person your boyfriend really is. At first, he would blankly stare at you, but then, his demeanor would change, and the mood in the room starts to get darker, although his face is still the same- his eyes are not, if you look at him straight in the eyes, you could see that it's blank, as if darkness the only thing left of him is a swirling void of darkness. 

“Okay, (Y/N)-chin, I’ll put on my shoes just a moment” 

At this point, you have to say that it's a prank, or else someone would be beaten into a pulp, or worst-case scenario- someone would end up being crippled and hospitalized. If there is one thing that Mikey takes seriously, it's the safety and protection of the people that are close to him- especially his loved ones. He can’t let anyone hurt you, especially his or your enemies. When he finds out that it's a prank, his attitude would turn back again into the Mikey that you know and love. Which is scary for you since you really haven’t seen him that serious before. 

And after that ordeal, you would keep in mind to never do that type of prank to him again, although you got the reaction that you wanted, it seems that it's not the one that you expected. Sure you wanted Mikey to be freaked out and be serious for a while but his reaction unnerved you. It also made you question if you knew Mikey as a person since it is out of character for him to behave that way. 

In Inui’s case, you can actually fool him- even if you are borderline giggling while conducting your prank. Although he is a loyal and dedicated boyfriend- which you really appreciate and treasure, his sense of humor and social awareness is almost slim to none. Which made him the perfect victim for your prank.

When you initiated your prank, bursting into his room with your best serious expression, telling him to wear his shoes because the two of you are going to fight someone. At first, Inui is concerned, asking you about what happened, to which you then replied that you are going to fight some girl and her boyfriend would be in there too. When he heard those words, he quickly gets up and put on, not his casual clothes but his Black Dragons uniform and the high heels that he used for fighting- no questions asked. When he got dressed and ready to go into the supposed fight, you finally burst out laughing, telling him that it was a prank. When he realized that you had pranked him, he would surprisingly pout and hug you behind, telling you to not do that again since you know that he is not good at joking around and would take your words seriously. To which you just pat his head as he tightly hugs you from behind. Like Mikey, he would take your outburst seriously but unlike him, he would just protect you from both the girl and her boyfriend since he is concerned for you if you got hurt. Overall, he is an overprotective and loyal boyfriend-he is like a guard dog if you think about it. But that is what makes him cute and sweet in your eyes, and you won’t change anything about that. 

Kokonoi can see your prank miles away, he is not one of the most sought-out members of the black dragons just for nothing. After all, if you want to have an impeccable and unparalleled financial capability that is sought out by many, you need to sense not only your assets but also the people around you. Being observant is one of his strengths, not only sensing what other people are thinking but also on how they feel, this includes you as you tried to rile him up and make him react to your prank; which is very obvious for him, even if you rehearsed your prank to make it believable. Unlike Mikey, he would not play around and pretend to be affected by your prank. As much as he loves you, he is not really that type of guy to joke around, spending countless amounts on money just for you? Sure, but not joking around is not his specialty in the relationship. Like Inui, he is awkward about those things but unlike him; he is rather harsh on his reaction and would immediately brush it off, mildly annoyed by it. 

But if you somehow convinced him about your imaginary fight with someone, he would immediately get serious and ask you what is the girl’s name is and what school she belonged to. Even though Kokonoi is a great fighter, on par with Inui. He would much rather not let his hands get dirty and just find and blackmail someone to submission. Although he isn’t as violent as Mikey, he is still as dangerous as he is. He had the money and influence to ruin someone’s life and a mere high school student is as easy as crushing bugs on his shoe. 

As he interrogates you about who is the girl that you are fighting, you can’t help but be frightened at Kokonoi’s behavior, although you got the reaction that you want to see, it doesn’t mean that it doesn’t frighten you. Even though you know your boyfriend is into some gang activities; you sometimes forgot about that since he treats you like you are his world and doesn’t even allude to his gang activities to you one bit. But after you tell him that it was a prank, Kokonoi would lightly scold you, telling you to not do that again since it made him worried about your situation. After the ordeal, he would hire more goons and install a tracking device on your phone. Basically, making his overprotective nature much worst, unlike Inui, he isn’t confident about his ability to protect you, he still blames himself on what happened to Akane and he does not want anything bad happening to you. The possibility of someone- even if it's a woman of your age hurting you alarmed him, to the point that he is not satisfied with just being protective of you. So congratulations, you just triggered the spiral of him being a much more controlling boyfriend. 

In Mitsuya’s case, he would be rather alarmed by your sudden outburst, you suddenly telling him to put his shoes on because the two of you are going to fight someone. Even if Mitsuya is a great fighter, being the founding member of Tokyo Manji gang and having been its second division captain. He is still a rather level-headed person and would try to prod on how and why you wanted to fight some girl with his boyfriend. If you tell him a rather convincing answer, his face would turn serious, as if he going to fight some enemy gang. He then would tell for you to wait and grab his shoes before the two of you would hop on his bike and go to the place where you would fight the girl and her- boyfriend. Even if he would much rather want the fight to end in a calm manner, it doesn’t mean that he would not throw his hands at anyone that disrespects and insult his love once, no matter who they are or what they identify as. ( All-inclusive King Mitsuya 😤) 

But as he is putting on his shoes, you then start to laugh- finally spilling the beans that you are pranking him. When Mitsuya finally realized the situation, be felt bamboozled by you but then would laugh it off. Inside, he felt relieved since you don't have any enemies. At first, he would act ticked off but then turned sappy when you hug him so that he wouldn't be that annoyed. Mitsuya would brush this off, basically treating it as like what couples do to each other from time to time, but he is not going to lie, if this is real, he would not hold back- not even if the person is much weaker than he is. He treasured the people that are close to him- especially those he considered his family. With you being in danger, he would do anything to defend you, even throwing away his moral code altogether. Mitsuya is a great boyfriend, but be careful, he would do anything- I mean anything for you.

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tokrev #yandere mikey #yandere Inui #Yandere Inupi #yandere kokonoi #yandere mitsuya #yandere headcanons #tokyo revengers headcanons #yandere hcs #yandere scenarios #tw yandere #yandere #tokyo revengers hcs #tokyo revengers scenarios #tokyo revengers imagines #mikey hcs #inui headcanons #kokonoi hcs #mitsuya hcs #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x you

[xxelfmamaxx]

Kokonoi x y/n 💖

(Owner of this picture is naniyue0218 from Twitter)

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers scenarios #kokonoi x y/n #bonten kokonoi #kokonoi headcanons #kokonoi hajime #kokonoi x reader #kokonoi hcs #tokyo revengers kokonoi

[zero-kun]

if this exists, it is @lucynnamonroll's fault

#zerokun:sketch♤ #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers art #art #illustration #digital fanart #digital art #anime #anime art #artists on tumblr #tokyo revengers x y/n #kokonoi smut #kokonoi imagines #kokonoi headcanons #tokyorev kokonoi #kokonoi x you #kokonoi hajime #kokonoi x reader #kokonoi hcs #tokrev inui #inui seishu #inui x y/n #inupi headcanons #inui headcanons #inui smut #inupi seishu #tokrev inupi #tokyo revengers smut #mikey tokyo revengers #mitsuya tokyo revengers

[buccini555]

𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐢 𝐇𝐚𝐣𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

「𝑲𝒐𝒌𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒊 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒚𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅」

➛ Koko is terrified of losing you, that's why he always takes you with him everywhere.

➛ You go to museums and orchestras together.

➛ He definitely can't cook, so he takes you to the best restaurants in town.

➛ The most beautiful gift you received from him was a ring made of rare diamonds.

➛ You go out together and you like to see the city at night from the top of a skyscraper, Kokonoi always looks at you and says that your eyes are so beautiful that they reflect the shine of the luxurious buildings.

➛ He really wants to marry you.

➛ When you dress up in your best clothes, he says you look impeccable.

➛ He weirdly likes it when you call him ''daddy''.

➛ When you're hurting, he takes you shopping at the mall.

➛ He takes good care of you, despite not showing much affection, he always tries to please you with gifts or outings.

#bonten kokonoi #tokyorev kokonoi #kokonoi x reader #hajime kokonoi #kokonoi hajime #kokonui #kokonoi smut #koko x inupi #inukoko #kokonoi angst #kokonoi headcanons #kokonoi x inui #kokonoi imagines #kokonoi hcs #kokonoi drabble #tokyo rev x you #tokyo rev smut #tokyorev incorrect quotes #tokyo trip #tokyo rev x y/n #tokyo revengers #aesthetic #aestheitcs #anime aesthetic #anime edits #my edit #anime icons #aesthetic icons #manga art #manga screencap

[tokyorevroles]

@Bonten Koko, drop the haircare routine.

"Good afternoon/evening dear anonymous friend, as you might see from the rays of my hair, I give it a luxury treatment in the best hair salons of Japan. My coworker, Kakucho said you can try with an avocado hair mask."

©️ goes to owner, I don't know it ;-;

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[lacedinlucilfer]

Their Type

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Description: type of girls I think the Tokyo Revenger boys have a attraction to. It’s just my opinion and a fun little idea so if you don’t get who you want, don’t be sad. Coming from Sanzu, Hanma and Rindous Type

The High Maintenance Type who needs more love and attention than he can provide

Ran, Hanma, Draken and Rindou.

The Lazy And Neglectful Of Themselves Type

Draken, Mitsuya and Kakucho.

The Unhealthy Crybaby Type

Rindou and Sanzu.

The Nurturing Type

Mikey, Kazutora and Hakkai.

The ‘Shy’ In The Closet Crazy Type

Hanma, Baji and Ran.

The Hard Working Type

Ran, Mikey and Chifuyu.

The Creative And Artistic Type

Mitsuya, Kazutora and Rindou.

The Reserved Type

Kokonoi and Wakasa.

The One Who Talks Too Much

Baji, Chifuyu, Rindou and Inui.

The Bossy And Stubborn Type

Hanma, Ran, Mikey and Draken.

Overly Sensitive Type

Hanma and Sanzu.

The Sleepy Type

Draken, Kakucho, Baji and Inui.

The Bottled Up Emotional Type

Kazutora and Mikey.

The One Who Reads Fanfiction

Rindou, Hanma and Draken.

The Daddy Issues

Ran and Wakasa.

The Scared And Fearful Type

Hanma and Rindou.

The Fills Her Schedule So She Has No Time To Be Sad

Draken and Baji.

The Hands Are Always Cold Type

Rindou, Draken and Baji.

Their Nose Is Always Cold Type

Ran and Hanma.

#tokyo revengers #ran haitani #sanzu #sanzu hcs #Mikey #Manjiro sano #Mitsuya #hakkai #kokonoi #Inupi #sanzu x you #ran x reader #rindou x reader #baji x female reader #draken x reader #draken #Baji #Kazutora #tr #tokyo rev x you #mikey x reader #sanzu haruchiyo x reader #ranhaitani #tr rindou #hanma #hanma shuji #fanfiction #sanzu haruchiyo

[squishpies]

Bonten Headcannons

(no NSFW, just character hcs)

-Ran Haitani-

•definitely wears makeup

•probably watched James charles

•learned how to braid his hair from practicing on Rindou

•doesn’t like dating

•definitely a-sexual

•likes to hum to music

•doesn’t have a lot of friends (he considers his brother a friend)

•Halloween is his favorite holiday

•I feel like he’s straight (but maybe likes men idk)

•definitely a flirt

•blocked sanzu because he kept spamming him porn links while ran was in a meeting

-Rindou Haitani-

•doesn’t like to wear his glasses

•somewhat smart in mathematics

•plays Minecraft

•probably a model at some point

•calls ran “Wednesday Adams”

•favorite holiday is Christmas

•listens to Christmas music in July

•scams little kids on roblox

•definitely has tinder

•bi

-Sanzu-

•mf is a MENACE

•has a weird obsession with minions

•scared Rindou once by crawling on all fours and chasing him down a hallway. (He got his ass beat)

•likes sweets, (like cake, cupcakes, candy, etc..)

•plays fortnite religiously and rages. (Then gets yelled at by Mikey)

•has Mikey under the name ‘bae’ on his phone.

•stalks his co-workers (especially the haitani brothers to scare them)

•owns a collection of katanas

•definitely a model

•blocked senju on Twitter because she tried to contact him once

•his favorite holiday is probably Easter 😭

•DEFINITELY still believes in Santa, and Mikey has to put an elf on the shelf around the base.

•likes to listen to lady Gaga and Rihanna

-Mikey-

•angsty mf

•listens to Mindless Self Indulgence

•sick of Bonten’s shit (especially sanzu’s)

•has blocked sanzu on multiple occasions, just for sanzu to steal his phone and unblock himself..

•paints his nails black

•probably had a slight crush on takemichi

•rants about things on Twitter on an alt account

•when he’s bored he eats

•is literally the grinch

•fucking HATES Christmas

•but he secretly likes it just because he gets presents

•listens to Mariah Carey

•collects jordans (shoes)

•gets bitches (literally whenever he’s in public he gets hit on)

-Koko-

•literal wallet

•definitely a sugar daddy

•has been called an ‘old hag’ because of his white hair

•been compared to a snake

•probably a vegan (vegan power)

•wears designer clothing since he’s rich

•is lactose intolerant

•has been diagnosed with OCD and he replies “mental illness isn’t real” 😭

•listens to country

•doesn’t have a favorite holiday

•likes to paint

-Kakucho-

•used to get buzzcuts religiously until he got made fun of for it by Ran and Sanzu and he just decided to let it grow

•still isn’t over Izana

•drowns himself in cologne

•HATES country music

•has gotten into a fist fight with koko once because he played Taylor swift

•listens to katy Perry

•wears highlighter

•needs glasses

•likes to sew clothes

•favorite food is probably something bland like rice

•loves it when it snows

•likes cold weather

#tokyo revengers #hcs #headcanon #tokrev #bonten #tokyo manji gang #mikey tokyo revengers #haitani brothers #ran haitani #rindou haitani #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokrev sanzu #sanzu haruchiyo #kokonoi hajime #tokyo revengers kokonoi #kakucho #kakucho hitto

[sungie]

WHERE THEY KISS YOU [TOKYO REVENGERS]

includes: ran, rindou, kazutora, hanma, inui, koko, chifuyu, mitsuya, shinichiro, sanzu

cw: fluff, slighly suggestive

a/n: and my first tokrev piece! i hope u enjoy <333

masterlist

HAITANI RAN – your hairline.

He’s terrible, really. Cradling your face in his hands, only to barely brush his lips to your hairline with the awful excuse that he’s just too tall to properly kiss you. At sight of your scowl and failed attempts to tug him to your face, he simply smirks and presses patronizing kisses to the top of your head. “If you really wanted me, you’d just grow taller, baby.” 

“I’ll fold your kneecaps if you don’t bend over.” 

Ran chuckles. He considers it (he really does), then shrugs. Just how far can he push before you snap?

“I’d like to see you try.” 

The grin on your face turns downright wicked.

Do it, he thinks. You wouldn't dare.

You do. He watches in amusement as you pull out your phone, scrolling through a long list of contacts. “Pity. I’ll just have to ask Rin, then. Do you think he's into sloppy seconds? What about Haru? Mikey? Oh, maybe Kaku?”

Ran chuckles darkly. "Absolutely not." Rin? Haru? Kaku? He hates the way their names sound on your tongue. He surges forward to press his lips to yours. His mouth swallows your words, admonishing that wicked smirk with a breathlessness that leaves you wobbling on your feet.

He swipes the phone out your hands, only to slyly return it to your back pocket with a hand that lingers much longer than it should. He pulls away, teeth grazing at your bottom lip with a glint in his eyes. “That wasn’t very nice of you, now, was it?"

HAITANI RINDOU – your neck. 

Rindou wraps his arms around your waist and droops his head over your shoulder. He scowls at the chatroom displayed on your screen, matched with that stupid daddy’s money he’s grown to hate over the past week.

Isabelle the 4th and you … the loves of my life.

Rindou scoffs. "Pay attention to me," he grumbles. "I'm way better than that pixelated asshole on your phone." He does his best to hide it, but the subtle hints of a whine drag at his words. "Reminds me of Koko. Why couldn't you have gone for that hacker with the tattoos, or something?"

"Later, Rin, I'm about to unlock his bad ending. The red ribbons are so hot, here, look."

His bad ending? Red ribbons? Rindou's moving before he can think twice, his head nudging closer to kiss against your jugular. He feels the gasp shivering across your body before he hears it.

"I'd never give you a bad ending. Just so you know." His lips drag down your neck, taking time to worship the skin above your collarbone.

"It's not a bad ending, just a more exciting one–"

Rindou wraps his arms around your shoulders to tug you flush against him and nips against your skin. 

At your shriek, his lips suck at the mark, sharpness fading into a dull ache. “Exciting, huh? You still gonna play that game while I’m off?” 

Your laugh makes his heart swell. You turn to press a kiss to the bridge of his nose, tossing your phone on the couch. “No, no, you’re my favorite, Rin.”

“Thought so.” 

HANEMIYA KAZUTORA – your earlobe.

“Looks pretty on you,” Kazutora muses, gazing at his earring dangling from your ear. “You know, if you wanted to match you should’ve just said so.”

He laughs at your expression, thankful you can’t pinpoint the blush heating on his skin. Leaning in even closer, he blows at the earring, amused at the way it sings with sudden attention. Would you make pretty sounds for him, too? Before he knows it, he’s pressing a kiss to the top of your ear, peppering his lips against the ridge until he reaches your cheek.

At your whine, he pulls away teasingly. “Hm. Should I kiss you?” An amused smile tugs at his lips. “I don’t know … you did steal from me, after all.” 

HANMA SHUJI – your hands.

Hanma kisses the back of your palms. Worships them, revers them. Praise overshadows the underlying sadism of what it means to trace the outlines of sin and punishment against your uninked skin with his tongue. "So soft," he murmurs against you, but you're not stupid, and you must know he means, "so innocent." And not for long.

By the way his hands grow bolder and attention trails elsewhere, his intentions grow clearer with each sear of his mouth. As he makes a pass at your lips, he finally gets a taste of that brattiness he's been after for so long. He grins as you evade him to coyly whisper into his ear. "I know what you are, Shuji. Can't fool me."

"Oh? ♡ And what's that?"

"Cute. I know a perv when I see one."

He'll give it to you, that's for sure. Because you're half right. After all, it takes one to know one.

INUI SEISHU – your wrist.

"That feels nice." Inui presses his lips to the jut of your wrist, folding to lean into the palm of your hand. "Don't go," he whispers into your skin, "stay." He struggles to stay focused, but Inui knows that even with eyes half-lid and sleepy, he can still manage to gaze at you with a quiet intensity that leaves you stuttering.

At your lack of response, he flushes. His hand automatically presses against yours, wary that you'll mumble some excuse to draw it away and dart out the room. "What," he murmurs, "am I not allowed to show you affection?"

Your eyes look like they'll fall out their sockets. "No," you finally say, "no, it's nice, you just, you're never this shameless about it–"

Cute.

"Oh," Inui chuckles. His eyes crease and that stoic facade of his finally crumbles as his lips tug into a faint smile. He presses another chaste kiss to your wrist, reveling in the way you gasp. "You haven't seen me shameless yet."

KOKONOI HAJIME – your jawline.

"I don't think I heard you right," Kokonoi teases. His arms hang above you, effectively pressing you into the wall as he grins, running his tongue between his teeth. "Wanna try again?" He nudges closer to nudge fervid kisses along your jawline. "Don't disappoint me, baby."

Your laughter softens his gaze. He presses his forehead against yours, amusement reflected in his eyes.

"Koko."

"Ah, ah." His fingers tilt your chin up, thumb gently running against your bottom lip. "Wrong answer."

"Hajime," you give in. "Hajime, it's your turn to wash the dishes."

Kokonoi can't resist anymore. He kisses you, one hand supporting the back of your neck, and the other cradling your cheek. "Of course. That wasn't so hard, was it?"

"Kokonoi," you taunt again, for good measure.

"Nope," he says, gently smushing your cheeks together. "Don't start."

MATSUNO CHIFUYU – your fingers.

Chifuyu plays with your fingers, barely touching them, but interlacing your hands all the same. He runs his thumb along your knuckles, tracing infinities across your joints.

Your mouth is moving, but Chifuyu isn't listening, at least, not really. He's too focused on how soft your skin feels against his, how light his chest feels when he's with you.

"Are you even listening to me?"

He smiles at you, eyes twinkling. "No."

"Chifuyu!"

He presses his lips against each fingertip, peppering kisses across the back of your palm. "Sorry," he murmurs, "I got distracted." He looks at you for a couple seconds, then shrugs guiltily. "You just make me really happy."

He almost whines when you pull your hand away from his, only to press them against your face. Your fingers peep open a crack to expose your eyes. "Flirt," you mumble.

Chifuyu blinks for a few seconds. And then he laughs, gently prying your hands from your face. "So cute," he murmurs, tugging you closer and pressing his lips to your temple. "If it makes a difference, I'll listen this time."

You start talking again, and Chifuyu tries to listen, he really does, but he's staring at your lips now, and he's wondering why he didn't kiss you earlier. He wonders how mad you'd be if he interrupted you a second time.

MITSUYA TAKASHI – your forehead.

Mitsuya presses the last jewel to your skin, then dusts a faint layer of glitter beneath your eyes. Your skin feels soft against his fingertips, so soft. He lets himself look too long, and he feels a pang of guilt when he watches you attempt to press your hands to your face in insecurity.

He nudges your hands away, pressing his lips to the spot between your eyes. "Don't hide," he murmurs, "you're gonna turn a lot of heads tonight."

The familiar spark remerges behind your irises. "You know I only have eyes for you, Takashi."

Mitsuya is too late to hide his smirk. Maybe he doesn't need to. He feels sorry, he really does, for the people too late to realize you already have a boyfriend. "Have fun, baby. Wanna make a bet on how many free drinks you can score?"

"Stop," you whine, "you're so full of it."

"No, I'm telling the truth–"

"Uh huh. My boyfriend's such a smooth-talker."

"Okay, wait."

"Waiting."

"You're beautiful."

Mitsuya laughs when you playfully swat him. "I'd kiss you goodbye, but I'm not messing up your look. Don't worry too much, I'll do it later."

SANO SHINICHIRO – your temple.

Shinichiro sighs as you tug him back toward you. He raises your enjoined hands and lightly twirls you around, a lazy grin resting atop his features. "What?"

The look upon your face makes him falter. “Be careful, Shin. Promise me.” 

Shinichiro stares at you for a long second, face softening. He won't deny it feels nice to have someone look out for him. But he doesn't want to see you look so worried.

At his nod, you lightly grip his collar, pulling him down to gaze into your eyes. "Shinichiro. Promise."

“I will. I promise.” He tugs you closer, lips pressing against your temple. "Always, for you."

He stumbles as you wrap your arms around him tightly. "Love you," you murmur into his shirt.

He smiles, head resting atop yours.

SANZU HARUCHIYO – ...

“Kiss,” you tap your lips.

Sanzu grins, greedy fingers tugging your chin forward. His breath fans against your skin, eliciting goosebumps. He leans closer, lips barely brushing against yours, until he pauses, eyes devious. "No."

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