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thewildsophia · 1 year

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.Blondie. The Way of the Househusband//Masa x Reader

Masa x Reader

A/N: Since no one else wanted to do, I guess I will.

Word Count: 2159

You didn’t like being called a “fighter.” The meaning of that word could mean two entirely different things. It could range from being someone who was “admirable” and “resilient,” someone who wouldn’t be deterred. It could also mean someone who was “combatant” and “difficult,” someone who only caused trouble for others.

A good part of your life consisted of you being defined by the latter. You were a good student, smart and respectful. The only thing is that you fought a lot during your years in middle and high school. It wasn’t your fault, really; others would antagonize you, hoping to get a rise out of you. And -- to their credit -- they often did get a rise out of you, along with a broken nose. You didn’t like fighting, but you also didn’t like being ridiculed by your peers, especially considering how poorly they did in school.

In the end, you ended up being the one walking out of your school with a degree while they were expelled and forced to finish school elsewhere, assuming they were even taken in.

You were by no means a professional-level boxer or wrestler, but you put up a damn good fight when needed. That’s partly why you were about to leave the small street fight you walked by alone. Just outside of the grocery store where you had just gotten your food for the week, you saw a fight starting to brew.

There was a scrawny blonde guy -- who was actually not that bad looking -- wearing a patterned shirt and blue jeans being yelled at and pushed around by a group of four or so men. Trying to get past them, you walked behind the blonde guy at just the wrong time as one of the men pushed him backwards again, knocking into you and spilling your groceries on the ground.

The blonde guy turned to look at you, but you kept your eyes fixed on the ground and watched the milk from the carton spill onto the street. With balled fists and a clenched jaw you asked,

“Who just shoved him?”

“What’s it matter to you?” One of the guys asked. You turned your head to look at the others and that’s when the blonde pointed at the guy with jet black hair and black suit.

You shoved past the blonde and walked up to the brunette asshole. He put his hands up to grab you, but you pushed his hands down and away before punching him square in the nose. He backed away with a groan with his hands over his, now broken, nose. Your fingers slipped through blackness as you grabbed him by his hair and dragged him over to your spoiled groceries. Pointing, you shouted:

“THAT’S WHAT IT FUCKING MATTERS TO ME!” You threw him to the ground and into the milk. “Making me waste my money and shit. You ought to pay me back for that.”

You felt the blonde panically pat your back and cry when you noticed the other three now encroaching on you two. You clicked your tongue in annoyance.

“One of you gonna pay me for my groceries? I have the receipt right here,” You said, dangling the receipt in your hand. The shaved head guy glared at you two and crossed his arms over his chest.

“Get ‘em.”

The blonde yelped as you pushed him out of your way. It’s during that movement that you used his body as cover to position a punch at one of the guys stomach. As predicted, one of them tried to hit you in the face. You ducked down and punched him in the stomach before hooking a foot behind his knee and pulling him forward, causing him to fall backwards. You didn’t mind the other guy as he seemed more focused with the blonde.

The last guy charged at you and pushed you on your back to the ground with him on top. You blocked a few hits to your face with your arms before wrapping your legs around him and flipping him underneath you. From there, you grabbed him by his collar and headbut him in the face til it was nothing but a bloody mess.

“Help-” The blonde shouted, “Help me-PLEASE!”

You rolled your eyes before getting up and pulling the two apart and kicking the other guy to the ground. You stared at the guy on the ground before looking back up at the blonde.

“Well?” You asked, “Get him.”

The blonde frantically looked at you then back down at the guy who was getting up. Quickly, the blonde began kicking him over and over again. You looked away in favor of collecting your groceries that were still good, hoping that none of that asshole’s blood had gotten on any of it.

Once collected, you stood up and saw that he was still kicking the other guy. You placed a hand on the blonde’s shoulder and he looked over panicked.

“I think that’s enough,” You said, slinging your bags higher on your arms, “You don’t want to kill now do you?”

The blonde shook his head ‘no’ with his mouth slightly ajar.

“Thank you,” He said, taking your hand and shaking it. You groaned while pulling your hand away due to a dull ache in your knuckles.

“I didn’t do it for you,” You said while rubbing the cuts on your right knuckles, “Asshole spilled my groceries. Speaking of which…” You trailed off while bending down and digging around the first guy's pockets. You stopped once you found his wallet. You pulled all his cash out of it before dropping the wallet on him.

“Eh, it’ll cover what he ruined,” You mumbled with a shrug while carding through the bills.

You started walking back into the store when the blonde began to trail you, making you stop.

“I’m-I’m Masa,” He said nervously, once again holding your hand in his own hand, “If there's anything I can do to repay you, anything at all, just let m…”

You ignored most of his rambling, instead focusing on his face. He was rather beautiful with a sharp jaw, dark-almost black eyes, and bleach blonde hair. And yet he had his very own uniqueness when it came to his finer features, such as the shape of his eyebrows and the point of his nose.

Masa fell silent when you slipped your hand from his and grabbed his face, turning his head to the left and then right.

While examining his face earlier, you noticed a few deeper cuts on his eyebrow and cheek.

“What a shame,” You mumbled while inspecting his face further, “You have such a pretty face, it’s a shame you went and got it busted up.”

Masa grew flustered at that and tried to pull his face away, but your grip was firm.

“I-ha, um…thank you?” He muttered, his hands reaching up to caress yours and pull your fingers away. You let him.

“Why don’t you come to the store with me? I have to get some band-aids anyway; that first fucker had some sharp teeth.” You asked while inspecting the cuts on your knuckles.

“Uh,” Masa stutters, fingers massaging your palm still in his hands, “Sure. I’m not doing anything.”

You flip your hand in his and grab his hand.

“Alright, let’s go.” You said while walking back into the store.

While in there, you question Masa on why he was in a fight with those idiots. He explained that one of them had bumped into him and he mouthed off to one of them. Things escalated, a fight started and for a moment one of his friends -- whose name is “Tatsu” -- walked by, but while trying to convince him to fight off the group of guys, he just slapped Masa and walked away.

“Shitty friend,” You said, placing a pack of band-aids in your basket.

“He’s not a shitty friend!” Masa shouted, “He just wanted me to fight my own fight.”

“Can you fight?” You asked.

“Of course I can fight,” Masa answered, puffing out his chest and flexing his arms at you. You raised an eyebrow at him.

“Why didn’t you then?” You asked. He deflated at that.

“Well-You see…um,” Masa stuttered, looking away from you.

“Do you even know how to throw a punch?”

“Yes! Why wouldn’t I??”

“Well, based on your hands alone,” You started while grabbing one of his hands, “You don’t fight much, if at all.” You ran your thumb over his knuckles, noting their scarless complexion. He pulled his hand away, almost offended.

“What do you mean by that?” Masa asked pointedly.

“Relax,” You said, waving your hand dismissively, “There’s nothing wrong with that. You just have too nice of hands to be someone who gets into fights a lot. You should be happy about that; You have very nice hands.”

Masa looked down at his hands while flipping them over to inspect them.

“They’re nicer than mine,” You murmur, subconsciously rubbing over your own hands. Masa looks up and holds out a hand for you to put yours into and you do.

He holds your hand gently, inspecting every little inch of skin and you can’t help but feel a little flustered at all the attention. Warm fingers run over the lines and creases of your palm and the soft pads of fingers ghost over the numerous scars and bruises that line your knuckles and fingers.

“What happened?” Masa asked and looked up at you for an answer, but you didn’t want to meet his eyes.

“I get into fights a lot,” You said, shifting your stance, “I don’t mean to, I just get angry sometimes and people like to push me -- get a rise out of me.” You pull your hands away.

“I’m not too proud of them to be honest,” You admitted while walking over to the checkout area, “My parents never liked it when I fought with the other kids, but I also never liked getting insulted.”

“I think they’re badass,” Masa said with a smile, “Shows that you can take care of yourself; beat up anyone who gets in your way.”

You chuckled low in your throat at his theatrics.

“I guess,” You smiled.

“590 Yen please,” The cashier said. You pulled out your wallet.

“Most guys and gals don’t care for them,” You said, handing the money over to the woman, “Gives off the impressions of being combative.”

“Well, I like them,” Masa remarked and walked with you out of the store.

“Makes one of us,” You comment while looking around outside, “Looks like they left.”

You move to sit on the curb next to the building with Masa following soon after. You pulled out the band-aids and gauze out of the bag and opened one up. Masa lets you grab his face again and place two band-aids on his cheek.

“Close your eyes,” You demanded, “You need one on your eyebrow.”

Masa did as told and you quickly placed a band-aid over his oddly-shaped eyebrow.

“There. All better,” You said while smoothing down the band-aids on his cheek with your thumb.

“Thank you,” Masa mumbled gratefully.

You hummed, placed the band-aids aside and began unrolling the gauze. You wrapped your right hand up with the gauze and secured it, flexing your fingers to test the stability of it.

“And, um, thank you again for helping me with those other guys,” Masa added, fiddling with his fingers, not looking at you.

“Like I said,” You clenched your jaw, “I didn’t do it for you.”

You glanced over and sighed.

“Although,” You began with a small smile, grabbing his attention, “I’ve always liked blondes.”

Masa’s face flushed, a beautiful light pink dusting his cheeks, nose, and ears, as he stuttered.

“Well-I-uh…haha-” You smiled wider.

“Are you shy?” You asked.

“I’m-No, not at all!” He quickly rebuttals, but he sounds unsure himself.

“Are you sure?” You prodded further and listened to him try to convince you otherwise. Not really expecting a cohesive response.

“Well, whatever,” You said while standing, “I guess I didn’t mind beating up those shitstains if it meant I got to meet such a sweetheart like you.”

You cupped the top of his head in your hand, blonde locks slipping in between your fingers, and pressed a kiss to his forehead. You ruffled his hair as you pulled away and began to walk home.

“Here, you can keep the band-aids,” You said while throwing the box to him. To his credit, he caught it while trying to say something.

“What’s-What’s your name?” Masa finally asked. You paused, looking behind at him.

“Y/N,” You answered before continuing on your way, “You should call me.”

“Huh?” He asked looking up from the box, but you had turned the corner and were gone.

Looking back down at the band-aid box in his hands, he finally spotted the neatly written name and phone number written on the front in black sharpie.

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thequietkid-moonie · 1 year

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I checked your rules and didn’t see anything about this, but if it’s uncomfortable for you I understand. Would you be willing to write fic or drabble where Masa (The Way of the House Husband) is comforting a depressed s/o, like they’re trying to recover from a s/h addiction and they just need the extra help? I look forward to reading it should you chose to write, and if not I understand completely.

Blessed ❤️

Helping depressed S/O who have self-harm problems

[ HEADCANONS ] [ Masa ]

[ The way of a House Husband / Gokushufudo ]

⚠️ TW: depression and self-harm

Don't worry dear, I don't have no problem with writing this stuff, i really like to write this comforting headcanons, it help me and im happy it help other too

Masa can be pretty dumb and irresponsable at times, but he loves you so he cares for you, he worries whenever he sees you worried or sad and he always offer you his help (he may not be the best like Tatsu, but he wants to help you)

If you don't tell him directly that you have depression he won't know, but he will notice the trails of it, like how you some days you seem more down or that don't have much energy, how you make efforts to hide your body (even more where you self-harm or have scars), and it broke his heart seeing you so bad, he believes from the bottom of his heart that you deserve all the happiness in the world

Masa is always asking you about it, asking how do you feel, if everything is alright, if there is something bothering you, if there is something he can do to help you, he may not know what you are going through but he wants to help you

You will have to open up to him about your depression at some point so he could help you (and finally relax a little with the topic because he worries a lot for you), he heard all you have to say and even ask a lot of things too, he want to know everything he can but he has a hard time trying to understand it. Masa may doesn't fully understand what are you struguling with nor why you feel what you feel, but he isn't going to leave you alone with this

He will try to learn more about depression on his own, he will search and read a lot about the topic so he can comprehend what you are going through, and is for sure that at some point he will ask Tatsu for advice of what he can do to help you and make you life easier

One the mainly ways he try to help you is distracting you, he is always inviting you over to do different things like going out, to see a movie or maybe pay a visit to Tatsu and Miku, whatever he is planning to do you are always inviting to go, especially the days that he sees you down

He is really irresponsable and tend to forget to do daily task, but just to be able to help you he will try more to remember to do housechores and to do them properly, he wants to be able to take care of you when you feel like you can't

He doesn't like to leave you alone either, he had read that is not too good for depressed people to be alone for too long since their mind tent to play them tricks, so he prefer to stay by your the most amount of time he can, unless you really need time alone then he will leave you alone hesitantly

Also, Masa is not shy at all so he will always telling you how much he loves and apreciate you, how special you are to him (he sometimes say it dramaticly or like is nothing, but everytime he say it he mean it)

If you decide to tell him about your self-harm addiction he will heard you carefuly, since he is really worried he ask a lot of things and may even can seem rude or like he is judging you but he's not, is just that he can't fully understand it, that doesn't supouse to hurt? then why do you do it? At the end he admit that he doesn't understand why you do it but he wants to help you

Still, the first time he catch you doing it or just see that you have a recent injury he panics, he runs to you and hold you as gently as he can manage to inspect the injury, even if you already told him about it the thought of that injury being caused by yourself never crossed his mind, he asked you what happen thinking that it may be an accident (if he see just the scar he fear that it was someone else who hurt you)

He will help you take care of the injury at the best of his habilities, its okay if you don't want to say anything but if you tell him that you were the one who cause you the injury he will be shocked, he will stare at you for a moment before going back to help you

Masa doesn't want to say much about it unless you ask him, since he doesn't fully understand it he doesn't want to accidently say something that could make you upset or make you feel ashame (specially if you already feel embarrassed of it), so he just help you clean it and take care of it, maybe try to make a joke to light up the mode (but he's not making fun of you)

He will offer you to try and find other things that could help you, something where you can keep busy your hands and mind (it could be something simple like drawing or playing video games, or maybe even learning something, like how to weave or to play an instrument), whatever you want to try he will keep you company with it and will join you if you ask him to

He may doesn't have an addiction himself but for being in the yakuza world he knows how dangerous, serious and difficult things could get, thats why whenever you say to him that you have some time clean without self-harming yourself he congratulate you cheerfuly, it doesn't matter if is just one day or a whole week he is proud of you, and when you fullfil a while clean he will offer you to celebrate!

Also, he congratulate you for every improvement you have, like, for example, if you were having some bad days and you didn't want to do anything but that day you decide to get out of the bed or maybe you take a bath and change your clothes he congratulate you, he's not trying to babying you he just want you to know that he know how difficult this "small and normal" things could be for you and he apreciate every efford you do, even the smallest

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