#mine: aaya

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Sorry for keeping this from yall for so long <3

17/09/2023

#mine #pics #jawaan #aaj phir tumpe pyaar aaya hai #behad aur beshumaar aaya hai #i thank the stars that aligned to lead me to this show #ily universe

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It's Mine

Sunghoon x fem!reader

MDNI! Put your age in your bio or I'll block you.

Word Count: 5,600

Warnings: angst (if you squint), creampie, dubcon, buntisan, jealous hoon, multiple orgasm, HARDCORE BANTUTAN? not proofread¡!

Isinara mo ang cellphone at umirap pagkatapos mabasa ang mensaheng pinadala ni Sunghoon. You were late dahil hindi ka makatayo at pagod na pagod ka. But Sunghoon, there he is, standing tall and attentively listening sa inoorder ng babaeng nakatingala sakanya. Magsinungaling ka man o hindi he’s so dreamy.

Sunghoon is your condomate, fubu and workmate sa isang small café malapit sa university na pareho niyong ina-attend-an. Hindi niyo naman talaga kailangan mag part time dahil pareho naman kayong may pera pero nagulat ka nalang na inaya ka niyang magtrabaho dahil ayaw daw niyang maburyo kayo sa condo. Pumayag ka dahil malapit lang naman, it pays well too. Dahil mukang dinadayo ito ng mga kababaihang nahuhumaling sa impakto mong condo mate. Napairap ka nanaman. Dahil magaling si Sunghoon magpakilig at mang uto. Kase isa ka sa mga nadadala ng mabulaklak niyang bibig, at makakalokong mga ngiti. Pasalamat nalang na maayos kang nakakalakad at kumilos dahil kung hindi ay baka nabato mo sakanya ang iced coffee dahil sa inis sa ginawa niya sayo kagabi. Halos hindi ka niya tigilan at inabuso ang puke mo!

Habang abala ka sa pagaayos ng mga cups sa lalagyan ay bigla kang nakareceive ng text from one of his friends, Heeseung. Hindi naman kayo close pero madalas ay nag-aaya siya ng date at panay update kahit hindi mo naman hinihingi. Ayaw mong mag assume na pinopormahan ka nito. Kaya kapag nagkakasalubong ang landas niyo ay casual ka lang na nakikipag usap sayo kahit madalas ay malagkit ang tingin sayo nito. Nagulat ka nalang nang biglang may humablot ng cellphone mo bago mo pa makita kung nagreply ba si heeseung o hindi.

“Wow ikaw inimbitahan pero ako hindi? Alam kaya ni Heeseung na tinitira kita-“ Ang lakas ng bunganga niya kaya hinablot mo mula sa kamay niya ang cellphone mo.

“Labas kana don!” Letse! Kahit kailan talaga nakakahiya ang bunganga ng lalaking ‘to! Walang pinipiling oras at lugar, talagang sa trabaho pa talaga. Parang sasabog ata ang ulo mo sa kahihiyan at pikon kaya hinubad mo ang apron at pumunta ng stock room para pakalmahin ang sarili.

Tinignan mo ang messages at napabuntong hininga. Buti nalang at hindi na siya sumagot pa.

Alam ng mga kaibigan ni Sunghoon na nagsh-share kayo ng iisang condo ngunit hindi nila ang alam niyong fuck buddies set up. Kahit ang mga matalik mong kaibigan na babae.

Fucking Sunghoon is a secret that you wanna keep. And it will stay that way.

Sinong tatanggi sakanya? Maliban sa gwapo at mayaman, talaga namang may ibubuga ang lalaking iyon! Talented, matalino, captain ng volleyball team, at masipag. Ano pa ba? Ayon, magaling sa kama.

Ang tanging flaw lang naman ni Sunghoon ay ang bastos niyang bunganga at ang pagiging babaero nito.

“So pupunta ka o hindi?” tanong ni Sunghoon na nakasandal sa hamba ng pintuan ng stock room. Nakahalukipkip at titig na titig sayo, malagkit at nantatansya. Umiwas ka ng tingin kahit na kumakabog ang dibdib mo sa kaba. Ang gwapo niya habang naka cross arms!

“Oo, inaya ako ng crush ko." pang iinis mo.

Umigting ang panga ni Sunghoon at unti-unting lumapit sayo. Napaatras ka. “Ano ba? Sino ang tao doon? Bawal tayo dito!” nagaalala ka dahil hindi dahil sa walang bantay sa cashier at counter kundi staying close with Sunghoon in this small space is dangerous. He’s a tease and you’re doomed dahil alipin ka rin naman ng libog para kay Sunghoon.

Tumama ang likod mo sa aparador ng mga stocks, dahil mas maliit ka kay Sunghoon at sakop na sakop niya ang katawan mo. Binaba niya ang kamay niya at kinapa ang puke mong kagabi niyang pinagsawaan.

“Masakit pa ba baby, hmm?” bulong nito habang minamasahe ang puke mong unti unti nang namamasa.

Napasingkap ka ng nilapit ni Sunghoon ang muka niya sa leeg mo at hinalikan kung saan ka nanghihina.

Sunghoon knew your weakness, and he’s well aware na its him. Kaya itext ka man ng kung sinong ponsyo pilato ay siya pa rin ang mangingibabaw sa paningin mo. He’s sure and he’s confident.

“Please Hoonie…baka mahuli tayo” ngumisi si Sunghoon

“Edi mabuti, para alam nila kung kanino ka, kung para kanino lang 'to." Sabay pasok niya ng kamay niya sa pantalon mong kanina pa pala nakabukas. Hindi mo man lang napansin dahil sa kaba at anticipation.

Napasinghap ka nalang ng maramdaman ang daliri niya sa tinggil mo at minahe habang kinakalat ang katas ng basang basa mong puke. Kahit inumaga na si Sunghoon kakakakantot sayo ay hindi siya magsasawa. Hindi ka nakakasawa. Gigising siyang sabik sayo at uuwi siyang sabik sayo. Kahit saan kahit kailan. Kahit sa harap pa ng maraming tao, he's that sick and twisted.

Nababaliw na ata si Sunghoon.

Though the score between you two is unclear, obvious naman na loyal si Sunghoon sa isa. Hindi siya tipo ng taong kantot kalimot at kung sino sino nalang ang kinakama. Kilala man siya bilang babaero at playboy ay wala siyang pakialam dahil hindi naman iyon totoo. Sadyang friendly lang siya at nasa ibang tao na yung kung mali ang pagkakaintindi nila.

Aminin man niya o hindi, ay hulog na hulog na si Sunghoon sayo. Mahal ka niya. Kung may manhid man sainyong dalawa ay ikaw yon dahil kung tratuhin ka ni Sunghoon sa tinitirahan ninyong condo ay parang asawa na. At kung magsiping kayong dalawa sa kama niya ay parang sampung taon na kayong kasal.

Hindi nga niya alam bakit gusto mong ilihim sa iba na may nangyayari na sainyo samantalang siya ay gusto niyang pagsigawan sa lahat na gusto ka niya. Na mahal ka niya. Na pag mamay ari ka niya. Kung pwede lang, at kung papayag ka. Ngunit ayaw mo at nirerespeto niya iyon. Tanga nga lang siya kung bakit ka niya inaya magpart time sa café na to, ang dami tuloy lalakeng dumadayo at panay ang porma sayo, na sinasadya niyang gaguhin ang order para hindi na bumalik!

Sa kabilang banda ay takot kang masaktan. Dala na rin sa previous mong relationship, dala ng trauma at takot ay hindi mo kayang sumugal sa pag-ibig. Pero nabali iyon ng nakilala mo ang nakakalokong lalake ito. Pero siyempre ayaw mo mag-assume.

“Ano? Sasama ka pa rin?” tanong ni Sunghoon habang masuyong hinahalikan ang pisnge mo hanggang leeg, ang kamay ay nakadapo sa bewang mo, dahang dahan pinipisil at minamasahe.

Napalunok ka at nagmatigas. Pupunta ka, at wala siyang magagawa. Single ka at nararapat lang na kumilala ka ng iba’t- ibang tao. Being fubu with him shouldnt be a hindrance.

“Pupunta ako, at wala kang magagawa Sunghoon.”

“Sasama ako y/n.”

“Bahala ka, pero mag isa akong pupunta, sumunod ka o hindi bahala ka!”

Binitawan ka ng binata at tumango. Masakit man sakanya ang mga narinig ay hinayaan ka nalang niya. Huminga siya ng malalim at inayos ang sarili pati ang gusot mong damit na malukot niya. Ang buhok mo and he also check your face.

Sunghoon is full of mixed signals! Sa mga gantong kilos ni Sunghoon ka nadadala, babuyin ka man nito sa kama ay hayop naman ito mag alaga pagkatapos. Katulad lamang nito. Napabuntong hininga ka nalang. Pero gaano pa ka-sweet ang ipakita niya hanggat walang salita para ikumpirma ang mga kilos niya ay wala rin. Hindi sapat ang aksyon lang.

Agad mo siyang itinulak at umalis sa stock room. Hindi mo kinakaya at hindi ka makahinga. Agad kang nagpaalam sa manager ninyo at pinayagan ka naman nito dahil alam nito na tuwing Biyernes ay mas klase ka pa.

Tapos na ang huli mong klase at balak mo sanang magpahinga pauwi. Dehado nga lang kase alam mong andun si Sunghoon. You remembered na dapat ka na palang maghadali because you have a party to attend to with Heeseung!

Pagkabukas mo ng pinto sa condo ay agad na bumungad sayo si Sunghoon na nagluluto ng ulam na sa tingin mo ay tinola. Wala suot na panitaas ang lalake at tanginang naka apron lang!

Natatakam ka man sa ulam na niluluto niya mas nakakatakam ata ang sadya nitong pagflex ng biceps at likod. Lumilikot tuloy ang utak mo sa kahalayan. Kung paano ka niya kinantot sa counter at kung paano ka niya pinatuwad habang nagluluto ka nood ng nirequest niyang pancit canton. Edi ang ending kumain siya na malabsang pancit canton.

"Pinaggagagawa mo?" singhal mo.

"Nagluluto? malapit na 'to kain na tayo" nakangisi pero malambing na saad ni Sunghoon. Nakakabaliw talaga. Hindi ba niya alam na nakakaasar na siya?

"Hindi ako kakain, aalis ako agad tinext na ni Heeseung kung saan yung party at sasabay na ko sakanya, mamaya andito na yun." hindi mo na hinintay ay magiging sagot ni Sunghoon dahil agad kang pumasok sa kwarto mo para maligo at magbihis. Maybe you really need to mingle with other people, hindi yung puro si Sunghoon lang.

Actually, medyo nagpaparamdam si Heeseung na gusto ka niya, wala rin naman kase itong alam sa set up niyo na fuck buddies kayo ni Sunghoon. Whatever happens tonight, happens nalang. Besides type mo rin naman si Heeseung.

Nang makapagbihis at ayos kana, you look at yourself one last time. You look hot, and pretty. Bigla kang naexcite sa magiging reaction ni Heeseung. You deserve this party and to get wasted dahil nag-aaral ka nang mabuti!

Lumabas ka ng kwarto at bumaba. Tapos na maluto ang tinola ni Sunghoon. Malinis at walang tao sa kitchen area kaya nagtataka ka. Mukang hindi rin siya kumain.

Naabutan mo si Sunghoon sa couch at nanonood ng TV, napabaling ang tingin niya sa pigura mo at napalunok. Tahimik at nagmamatyag. Tinigyan ka niya mula ulo hanggang paa. Umiigting ang panga at may matang mapanghusga. Bigla kang kinabahan at nahiya kaya naman pinili mo nalang magpaalam. Sakto naman na nagtext na si Heeseung na anjan na siya sa baba at naghihintay. Naghahadali kang umalis dahil hindi mo na kinakaya ang mga tingin na binibigay sayo ni Sunghoon. Pakiramdam mo malalagutan ka ng hininga!

Meanwhile Sunghoon was left speechless. He was hurt and angry. But most of all he's jealous. Pero titiisin niya. Iniisip nalang niya na baka umuwi ka bigla because you found Heeseung boring. Baka umuwi ka at bumalik cause you feel guilty. Baka bigla kang bumalik because you realize that its him that you like. Baka bigla kang bumalik at umuwi kase baka maisip mo na wala siyang kasabay kumain ng niluto niyang tinola. Baka sakali.

But minutes turned into an hour, walang y/n na bumalik. Sunghoon sigh.

Agad siyang tumayo at nagbihis. He can not take this anymore. Watch you leave and hang out with another men. At sa kaibigan pa niya? Fuck no. If you can party and hang out, he will do it too.

The ride papuntang club with Heeseung is...okay. Its not awkward pero nahihiya ka talaga sakanya. He asked you about your day and joke around which makes you laugh. He's sweet and an interesting guy. Pero may kulang. Bakit parang may hinahanap ka?

You shake that thought in your head and focus on Hesseung nalang. Nakarating rin kayo sa club and ramdam mong binakakuran ka ni Heeseung, his hand were at your waist as he greet people na kilala niya. As he greet them pinapakilala ka rin niya.

You reached the table and Heeseung guided you to sit beside him as his friends ordered a bunch of drinks na napalunok ka nalang dahil balak talaga nilang to get wasted.

You recognized this people, some of them are friends with Sunghoon, kaya nagtataka ka bakit hindi siya imbitado? Sabagay this is Heeseung's group of friends. Not Sunghoon's. At meron rin kayong group of friends ni Sunghoon na magkakasama kayo. Ang dami nilang kaibigan kaya minsan natatakot ka kung totoo ba 'tong mga taong ito sa isa't-isa.

You sigh and looked around, nawala kase saglit si Heeseung at naiwan ka mag isa with this unfamilliar people. Kakahanap at kakalinga mo sa paligid hindi nakaiwas sayo ang pamilya na pigura ng isang lalaki. With his broad shoulders and great physique hindi ka nga nagkakamali. Sunghoon is here. But he's not alone, may kasama siyang babae at nakaakbay siya dito.

You are not sure if he's who you think he is, hinintay mong luminga man lang ang lalake at noong hinarap niya ang babaeng kaakbay, ay tuluyan na ngang lumubog ang puso mo. Andito si Sunghoon at may kasama siyang babae!

Punyeta!

Nagliyab at galit sa iyong puso nang sa hindi malaman na dahilan. Inggit? hell no. Selos? hindi mo alam!

Naputol lang ang titig mo sa dalawang iyon ng biglang dumating si Heeseung at naagaw ang atensyon mo.

"Okay ka lang ba?" kinilabutan ka sa lambing ng boses niya sa pagkakabulong nito sayo. Naramdaman mong inakbayan ka nito at inabutan ka ng girls drink which you accepted and smiled at him. Nag usap usap kayo at maya't maya mo tinatapunan ng tingin ang gawi ng lalaking nagpapakulo ng dugo mo. You dont wanna be rude at ilabas ang phone mo to text him but who are you to do that right? You two are nothing but condomates slash fuck buddies. Just for tonight you want to forget about Sunghoon. You will try.

Tila may sarili kayong mundo ni Heeseung, you two are too close with each other and you cannot help but to admire how his eyes closes when he smiles and laughs. Nakaakbay pa rin ito sayo at napasandal ka na rin sa binata. His lips grazing at your ear as he whispers random stuff sa which sends shivers to your spine, and makes you giggle. Maybe this isnt so bad after all. His hands slowly touch your thighs and his lips slowly touching your cheek. Sobrang nakakakiliti ang ginagawa ng binata. You admit it or not its turning you on. He's so suave and sexy. Definitely the Hee rizz (which your girl friends jokes about) at your univeristy is real.

Komportable ka kay Heeseung and ramdam rin ito ng binata kaya malaya niyang hinihimas ang malambot at makinis mong hita. Maybe its the alcohol or maybe youre just horny. Pero nararamdaman mong namamasa kana. Tumitibok ang puke mo sa libog and Heeseung kissing your cheek every now and then doesnt help. Unti unting tumataas ang kamay ni Heeseung sa binti mo, nang malapit na ito sa kung saan ka namamasa ay biglang may baritong boses na nagsalita sa gilid ninyo.

Sunghoon asked a common friend kung saan pupunta club si Heeseung and he showed up unannounced. He saw kung saan kayo nakaupo at sinadya niyang pumuwesto kung saan madali mo siyang mapapansin.

He's having a few drinks, may nagugulat na andito siya and some girls came up to him to talk. Hindi niya mapigilan na silip silipin kung ano ang ginagawa mo kasama ng gago niyang tropa. Nang makita niyang nakaakbay na ang lalake sayo ay dumoble ang pikon niya. Bumibigat ang paghinga niya but kept his composure.

Nang nahuli ka niyang tumitingin tingin ka sa gawi niya ay napangisi siya. So you saw him huh?

Likas na kay Sunghoon ang maging mapang asar. At alam niyang pikon ka. Kung iniinis mo siya, ay lalabanan ka niya. He's that petty and he's in for some game. Alam naman niya na siya ang mananalo sa gantong laro. He will for sure enjoy this.

But as you and Heeseung enjoy each other's company and have your own little world ay unti unting nauupos ang pasensya na iniipon niya mula kanina pa. Putang inang kamay yan at gusto niyang putulin.

Sana hindi na niya lininga ang gawi niyo dahil mukang nagliyab ang selos sa kanyang puso. Hindi na niya kaya. Oo na, panalo kana. Oo na talo na siya. Selos na selos na siya. Hindi na niya kaya. As he excused himself and made his way to your table he will own you. Infront of Heeseung, infront of everyone in that goddamn table.

"Umuwi na tayo y/n" Sunghoon's voice took everyone's attention. Nakatingin lamang siya sayo, at unti unting nalipat sa kamay ni Hesseung na nasa hita mo pa rin. Nang hindi ka sumagot dahil hindi ka makasagot. Nagtataka sa inaasta ng binata. Sunghoon was not possesive in public, sa kama lang. Ito nanaman ba siya? Pinaglalaruan ka nanaman niya? Kasama ba to sa mixed signals niya? But no. Kahit papano ay kilala mo siya. He will never do such an act sa public lalong lalo na sa mga kakilala.

Agad na napatayo si Heeseung and greeted his friend but looks like Sunghoon's gazed was fixed on you. Seryoso ang muka nito at nantatansya.

He's slowly losing his confidence. Na sana umuwi kana, umuwi sa inyo. Umuwi sakanya. Na kasama siya. But he still stood still and waiting for you na sumunod sakanya.

Other people at the table might not feel it but Heeseung felt the tension between you and Sunghoon.

And there, Heeseung understood where he stand. Pero hinihintay ka niya kung sasama ka kay Sunghoon o sakanya.

"Ayoko Sunghoon! and leave us alone." you gather all the confidence left in you para masabi yon. Kinakabahan ka man, hindi siya mananalo tonight.

"You heard the girl bro, leave her alone."

"Isa y/n, sinasabi ko sayo. Umuwi na tayo." Matigas at may halong pagbabanta. Hindi pinapansin ang kaibigang nagsalita. Malapit na mapugot ang katiting na pasensya niya sa katawan. He cannot be stopped, not even his friend Heeseung. He's been driven by jealousy and strong feelings for you. Hindi pala niya kayang makita ka na nasa tabi ng ibang lalake. It should be him and always him. And he will prove it to you tonight.

"Pre, I think you should go-"

"Shut the fuck up bro, ano ka ba niya? Eh sa akin naman talaga yan umuuwi. Akin yang babaeng hinahawakan mo." There he said it. Napangisi si Sunghoon ng makita ang pagkalito sa muka ni Heeseung. Cause before it was clear that theres nothing going between you and Sunghoon. Ngayon lang nila narinig umangkin ng tao si Sunghoon. Kahit ikaw.

Kaya halos maputol ang hininga mo ng sinabi niya yon. It caught other people's attention. At wala kang nagawa kundi tumayo nalang at hilahin si Sunghoon paalis dahil nakakahiya na. Nakakahiya sa ibang tao lalo na kay Heeseung!

Nang hinablot mo ang braso ni Sunghoon ay dali dali mo siyang hinila paalis ng table at palabas ng bar. Ni hindi mo na inisip si Heeseung at hindi kana nagpalaam dahil sa kahihiyan na ginawa ng lalaking to.

Nang narating niyo ang parking lot kung saan nakaparada ang sasakyan niyang Mercedes G350d tsaka mo siya binitawan at hinarap. Nagkataon na walang katao tao sa parte ng hinintuan niyo kaya malaya mo siyang masisita.

"Ano bang problema mo? Bakit ka nandito? Can't you see na nagkakamabutihan kami ni Hee? Gusto ko siya, kaya lubayan mo na ako!" hiningal ka pa dahil sa naipon mong galit at inis. This is your chance to get out from his grasp. To start new with someone na may clear intention sayo. And he ruined it.

Pero habang nagbubanganga ka ay sa loob loob ng binata ay gusto ka na niyang mahalikan and he did. Stopping you from shouting at him. Maybe a hot kiss would stop you and he succeded.

Marahas at masuyo ang halik na ginawad sayo ng binata, all the frustrations, anger, and jealousy he felt a while ago vanished.

Pinasok ni Sunghoon ang dila niya at pinaglaruan ang pang ibaba mong labi making you moan. Kung saan saan na gumapang ang kamay ng lalaki at itinataas na ang hem ng iyong masikip at maliit mong dress exposing your perky ass. Not giving a fuck na nasa parking lot kayo. Sunghoon pulled you closer making you feel his hard on. Matigas and tumutusok sa puson mo.

Nilamas at pinalo palo niya ang pwet mo making you extra wet plus you two are in a public place doesnt help. Mababaliw kana sa libog.

Pero nagulat ka when Sunghoon stop kissing you and slowly fixed your dress. Binaba niya ang hem at pinatunog ang sasakyan.

"Umuwi na tayo. Lagot ka sakin."

The ride home was quiet but comfortable. Para kanina lang kamay ni Heeseung ang nasa hita mo, pero ngayon Sunghoon's veiny hand is slowly caressing your inner thigh. You're still turned on kaya nung lumitaw ang condo ay pareho kayong nagmamadali alisin ang seatbelt at umakyat sa unit ninyo.

Sa elevator palang ay sinunggaban kana niya nang marahas na halik. Masakit ngunit masarap. Kinagat kagat niya ang pang ibaba mong labi may halong gigil.

Habang naghahalikan napayakap ka sakanya, you wanted to be close to him. The closer the better. You both are thirsty for each other. This kiss washes away the jealousy in him, but it not enough.

The elevator dinged signalling na nasa floor na kayo ng tinitirhan niyong unit. He stopped kissing you at sabay buhaylt sayo making you yelped.

Kumapit ka sa leeg at binata, while he was unlocking the door. Once the door was open, tinulak ka niya sa pader sabay tulak ng paa sa pinto. You heard the door locked.

Agad ka niyang sinungaban ng halik, and stopped. "Alam mo bang selos na selos ako? Why did you let him touch whats mine? Akin ka lang y/n. Tandaan mo yan."

Wala ka na sa sariling pag iisip at tumango ka nalang. Basang basa na ang puke mo at hindi mo na kaya. You immediately strip infront of him revealing your body na nakasuot lang ng thong na itim.

Tayong tayo ang utong mo at naninigas, hinawi mo ang buhok mo so Sunghoon could see a clear view of your chest.

"What can I do to fix this jealousy of yours? Im here Hoonie, you can have me."

"Lets start here darling."

Sumandal si Sunghoon sa counter at kinalas ang sinturon niya. Revealing his tight boxers dahil sa tumitibok at naninigas niyang tite.

Nang mababa na ang pantalon ay agad kang lumuhod sa harap niya. Dahan dahan mong binaba ang boxers niya habang titig na titig sa mga ng lalake. You cannot wait to get a taste of him. His scent and cum excites your pussy. Kumikislot ang puke mo sa libog.

Nang maibaba mo na ang boxers niya at sumampal sa puson niya naninigas at malaki niyang burat. Jinakol ng lalake ang burat at hinila ang buhok mo papalapit.

"Gusto mo to?" Habang kinikiskis ang ulo ng titi sa bibig mo. Nalasahan mo na agad ang paunang tamod ni Sunghoon. Its sweet and it taste like him. Napapikit ka.

"Opo, subo ko na po please." Masuyo at malambing mong saad. Sabik ka na masubo ang tite niya. Nakakabaliw at masarap.

"Dila." Agad mong nilabas ang dila mo at dinuraan yon ng binata which you gladly swallowed tsaka ipinasok ang kahabaan sa bibig mo. You moaned which sent a delicious vibrations on his cock.

"Sarap ng bibig mo, ang init, shit sikip." You keep eye contact with him.

Tumutulo na ang laway mo ay puno na ng luha ang mga mata mo. Ang laki at ang bigat ng burat ni Hoon sa bibig mo.

Nagulat ka ng hinugot ng binata ang titi nito, tinayo ka nito at pinatuwad. "Tuwad, at ibuka mo puta."

Halos manginig ang mga binti mo, sabay ng paglawa ng katas mo at umaagos sa binti mo. Umiling si Sunghoon sabay pinagmasdan ang matambok mo puwet na nakatapat sakanya at ang matambok at maliit mong puke. He's obsses with your pink pussy.

Kaya pinasadahan ng kamay niya ang katas mo, inipon at ginamit pampadulas sa burat niya. Jinakol niya ang titi niya sa likuran mo. Nakatutok ang titi sa uhaw mong butas.

Habang ikaw nakatuwad, nakabukaka. Your pussy and ass all displayed just for him. You let him use you. Dahil nakakadagdag din ito ng libog para sayo. You just hope that kantutin ka na niya. To ease the pleasure you played with your nipples making you moaned.

But you yelped and stop what your doing when Sunghoon spank your ass. Bawat bigkas ng salita ay may katumbas na palo.

"Did." slap

"I". slap

"Tell." slap

"You." slap

"To." slap

"Touch." slap

"Yourself." slap

"N-no." Putangina. Imbis na masaktan ka, ay lalo kang na turn on. This is new.

Tinutok ni Sunghoon ang titi niya sa puke mo at tsaka siya nilabasan. Ramdam mo ang mainit, at napakarami niyang tamod. Nakatuwad ka pa rin habang naliligo ang puke mo ng tamod niya.

After Sunghoon came on your already dripping pussy with his cum ay matigas at tayung- tayo pa rin ang titi niya. He miss being inside you.

He immediately took his phone and took a photo of your pussy.

Hindi na bago sayo whenever Sunghoon took a video of you two fucking or him taking a photo of you doing the dirty. As long as it stays between you two, its fine.

After he capture a few, Sunghoon laugh and kiss your back. Sinakop niya ang katawan mo sabay pasok ng titi niya sa puke mo. Napatayo ka and arched your back. Napakapit ka sa counter at nilingon si Sunghoon na nakapikit at awang ang bibig. Sa libog, sa sarap at sensasyon na binibigay ng masikip at mainit mong puke.

Bawat ulos at kadyot ay umuuga ang buo mong katawan at tinutumbasan mo ng ng malanding halinghing. Umaalog ang malulusog mong suso at hindi nakaiwas sa malaking kamay ni Sunghoon. Pakiramdam mo ay mababaliw kana sa sarap.

"Lumaki ata ang mga alaga ko." May halong gigil ang paglamas ni Sunghoon.

"Siyempre masarap ka l-lumamas baby. Oh!" Sagad at dama mo ang ulo ng titi niya sa puson mo. Bumabakat at bumubukol.

As Sunghoon fucks his semen inside your red pussy from his assault. He moaned. The way you struggle to take him kahit ilang beses na kayong nagkantutan ay nadadagdagan ang kanyang pagkalalake. Talaga atang nahulma na niya ang titi niya sa pokpok mong puke.

"Sikip at init ng puke mong puta ka, paluwagin kaya natin to, hmm?" Nagagalit nanaman siya. Mas lalo niyang nilakasan at binilisan ang pagkadyot. Naaalala nanamn niya ang eksena kanina sa club. Magkatabi kayo ni Heeseung at hawak hawak nito ang binti mo.

"Lapit na ko Hoonie, ugh please.." Sabay rub ng clit mo to add pleasure. Sunghoon slowed down his thrust.

"Luwag na ng pepe mo, sa tingin mo kasya dalawang titi dito? Gusto mo ba yon dalawa kumakantot sayo y/n? Dalawang burat nakasalpak dito ugh-" The mention of threesome made you cum on his cock. Milking him. Kasunod mong labasan si Sunghoon. Na pinutok ang napakarami niyang tamod sa loob ng puke mo. Punung puno at mainit. Sumisirit ang katas niyo palabas which Sunghoon gathered and smeared your uices on your lips. You swallowed it and suck his fingers.

“Pokpok.” You hummed and released his fingers with a pop.

Your legs shook and he carried you papunta sa sofa. Doon niya hinugot ang titing niyang lumambot. He took the tissue box and wiped your pussy. Cleaning you up.

Nang komportable kana at malinis, nanaig ang katahimikan sa sala at pareho na kayong kalma from your highs at nagsalita ka.

“Totoo ba yun Sunghoon? Please, if kasama to sa mga biro mo hindi na nakakatuwa. You’re playing with me.” Hinarap mo siya at nagulat ka. Because Sunghoon was looking at your lovingly, theres a ghost of smile on his lips and his eyes are telling you that whatever he said at the club, to Heeseung is real.

He touch your boobs and starting to play with your nipples starting something inside you.

He stopped and breathed. He’s gathering all mental strength he left in him.

“Gusto kita- mahal kita Y/N. At nagseselos ako. Hindi ko pala kaya na makita kang kasama ng ibang lalake kahit kaibigan ko pa. Mahal kita matagal na. Kaya pasuso ako” Sabay dukwang sa suso mong nakalantad sakanya. Sinupsop niya at kinagat kagat ng dahan dahan ang utong mo. Parang sanggol na uhaw ang lalake.

Hindi ka makapagsalita! Gusto mong itulak ang ulo ni Sunghoon ngunit patuloy lang ito sa pagsuso distracting you from saying what your heart wanted to say. Napaungol ka nalang.

“Hoon! A-ano ba wait p-po” Hinihimas na niya ang puke mo sabay pasok ng isang daliri. Finally legging go of your nipple and he faced you na parang wala siyang finifinger!

“Tell me what you wanna say baby, and call me Daddy” Theres a playful smile on his lips. He often bite his lips, his fangs showing. He raised his brows urging you to speak up.

Pinakalma mo ang sarili mo at bahagyang binukaka ang mga binti so he could move his hand freely.

“I-I love you too Sunghoon.” He added a finger.

“hmm?” seryoso ka ba Sunghoon? Mukang hindi siya satisfied sa sinabi mong mahal mo siya. Kaya kumandong ka sakanya paharap. Ang basa mong puke ay dumidikit sa titi niyang unti unting naninigas.

Hinawakan mo ang titi niya at jinakol nang dahan dahan, he threw his head back from the pleasure and he moaned as you rub your clit using his pink tip. Lumalabas ang paunang tamod na kiniskis mo sa puke mo. Seperating your pussy lips. Turning him even more as he watch what you’re doing.

“Puta ka talaga, kantutin mo sarili mo. Use me as you like. Alipin mo naman ako. Dahil mahal kita” Itinass mo nang bahagya ang sarili at tsaka mo inupuan at ipinasok ang kanyang malaking titi sa puke mo muli. You heart swelled and ache as he said it. Mahal ka ni Sunghoon.

Kumapit ka sa dalawang biceps niya at nasimula kang gumiling. Youre so full. Umaalog ang dalawa mong suso sa muka niya and he seems to enjoy it.

Dinukwang niya ang muka niya sa dibdib mo at sumuso muli.

“Ang sarap ng suso mo, may gatas ba to? Lagyan natin? Buntisin nalang kita?” Napaka bastos ng bunganga pero sobrang nakakalibog. Kahit mangawit ay bigay todo kang umulos sa titi niya. Sabik muli maramdaman ang mainit niyang tamod sa loob mo.

Tumango ka which made him smile. Hinawakan na niya ang bewang mo at sinabayan ang iyong pagbayo pataas. Making you shake with pleasure. Lasing na lasing kana sa tite at kantot.

“Gusto mo? Dahil bubuntisin talaga kita, at wala ka ng kawala. Say good bye to your men.” Bigla ka niyang tinapon sa sofa at tinira ka doggy style. Tinitira niya ang iyong g-spot making you scream and roll your eyes. Sa ganitong posisyon mukang mabubuntis ka talaga nang wala sa oras, pero wala ka ng pakialaman.

“Hoon- Daddy! La-lapit na po ako Daddy.” Malandi mong ungol to urge him to come.

“Ayan na baby, take it all. Tangina buntis ka sakin.” Gigil na gigil sabay putok ng mainit na tamod sa loob mo. Hingal na hingal at pawis na pawis kayong dalawa. Tumabi sayo ang binate, nasa loob mo pa rin ang burat niya. Keeping his cum inside you. Cockwarming him.

“Dito muna siya, we don’t want to waste any cum, yeah baby?” Sa pagod at tumango ka lamang. You sign and kissed him. Caressing his sharp jaw and running your fingers through his soft hair.

“Simula ngayon, its me, and no one else. Naiintindihan mo ba ‘ko Y/n? Ako lang. Ako lang dapat. At ako lang naman talaga.” May diin,at  sinseridad ang bawat salita ng lalake. So its clear as day. Sunghoon is in love with you.

“I’m sorry for making you jealous.Hindi na mauulit. And I promise, that I’ll go home to you, I’ll eat your tinola and sinigang.” You two laugedh. The atmosphere is cool again. Sunghoon is back on his playful self. Naramdaman mong lumambot na ang titi niya sa loob mo but no one decided to disconnect you two. Nagcuddle kayo habang nakahubad sa sala. This is your love nest.

“Can’t wait na mabuntis ka ‘tol! Kaya ko naman bumuhay ng sampung bata, hanggang college wag kang mag-alala!”

“Putang ina mo hayaan mo munang makagraduate tayo! At tsaka diba magpipiloto ka pa? At ako gusto ko pang magbusiness ng small cafe!” Sabay kurot sa biceps niya.

“Yung pagpipiloto madali nalang yon. Yung business okay na kaya.” Tila abala sa paglalaro si Sunghoon sa mga daliri mo.

“Manahimik ka, kulang pa ipon ko sa pang business ng dream café ko.”

“Bon Café.” Huh?

“Hindi naman ako magtatagal doon Hoon, baka after I graduate umalis na rin ako.” You sigh, talagang nakakatakot ang future.

“Slowpoke. Bon Café is mine.’ Napaangat ka sa sofa at tinignan siya like he grew two heads.

“Are you serious? Kaya pala-“

“Malaki ang sahod mo kesa sa regular na tauhan? Yes. That café is mine and what is mine is yours.”

Napatakip ka ng bibig sa gulat. At hinampas siya s abraso making him hiss.

“So the business is fine, my pilot game is on the way. Ano pa hinihintay natin maliban sa graduation?”

Mukang mamatay kana sa kilig at saya. Napaselos mo lang si Sunghoon biglang nagkaplano ang buhay mo. You couldn’t be happier.

So you kissed him. Before he could say anything, you kissed him with all your might, pouring all the emotion into the kiss. You’re so happy.

Sunghoon pulled away from the kiss before it turned into a hot make out session.

“You trust me? Your ex fuck buddy now boyfriend and future husband. You trust me?” Please say yes unta ni Sunghoon sa kanyang sarili. He may be confident pero nawawala ang angas niya sayo. Kahinaan ka niya.

Nangilid ang luha mo because finally after all the mixed signals, the red flags and action without words. He finally set the score.

“Yes, I trust you.”

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Thank you guys for your patience! Thank you for waiting for Sunghoon. This is a request. I hope that you give this alot of love and a few words of encouragement and praise! Also Thank you for more than 700 followers!

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[intellectual6666]

thanks dear for showering this much love on my blog🌻✨️

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Aapka blog bohot hi accha hai, mujhe bohot pasand aaya 🌼🍁 no need to say thank you, pleasure is mine 🫂

Thank you paani puri ke liye 😋

Yeh aap ke liye 💜😊

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[oyeevarnika]

Do you miss anyone? Is itwhy you are sad?

Hey anon

Yes I do miss someone jo kabhi tha hi nahi jeewan mein , matlab jo kabhi aaya hi nahi usko yaad karne jesa par shayad mai dukhi nahi hu I mean how do I say it idk but yeah it's me living not sad , not happy just living because that's what we are told to do 🌻🏡

P.s : Say hi to these cuties , I hope they were mine but they are not.

#anonymous #i know there are so many unanswered asks but the truth is i don't know the answers too moreover with time we will find the answer together

[tasavvur-e-jaana]

Chapter 2: Gulon Mein Rang Bhare

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Here is the next chapter of the series.

P.s. The characters are not mine, they are entirely credited to Mr. Rajamouli and I am just borrowing them, one fanfic writer to another really. And yeah, the usual disclaimer... bla bla bla... you all know by now how it goes.

The fic is unbeta'd and I own my mistakes like Ram.

Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1.

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“Ram!” Akhtar whined. “Chalo na!” (Come.) He was already out the door, sitting on his motorcycle ready to start it. He had started calling the older man Ram now on Ram’s insistence. There was something brewing between them, something more than friendship which they both were aware of but neither had the guts to say it out loud. It still felt a little too fragile. There definitely was a change in their demeanour, of that they were sure, because the touches lingered more so than before, the fleeting glances were longer and meaningful. And yet, no move had been made by either of them. For someone who had jumped literally into fire and water on their first meeting, they were not so bold when it came to expressing their emotions. 

“Are ruko toh! Aa raha hoon.” (Wait! It'll be just a moment.) Ram hurried to lock up the place. He gave a fond smile at Akhtar’s antics, who was still pouting, brows furrowed, one leg bouncing with urgency while the other was on the kick. 

“Jaldi karo! Agar der ho gai toh baarish fir se shuru ho jaayegi.” (Hurry! If we'll be late, it might start raining again.) Akhtar made a point. The weather was finally clear after continuous rain that had almost submerged the streets of old Delhi. Akhtar had been bored out of his mind as the garage was closed and there was nothing much to do around. He’d been visiting Ram even during the heavy rains despite the elder’s warnings that he really ought not to go out in the rains, lest he wanted to be sick.

“Akhtar! Tumse kitni dafaa kahaa hai itni tez baarish mein mat aaya karo.” (Akhtar! How many times have I told you not to visit when it's pouring?)

“Magar aapse milna ho toh?” (But what if I want to see you?)

“Tum bhi na! Mile bina nahi reh sakte kya? Telephone par bhi to baat ho sakti hai na?” (You're too much! You can live without meeting for a few days. And you can talk on the telephone if it's urgent.)

“Aapko dekh nahi pata na main telephone par.” (But I can't see your face on the phone!) And Ram would certainly blush at that comment.

“Bimaar ho gaye to kaun khayal rakhega tumhara?” (What if you get sick?)

“Aap ho na!” (You're there for me, aren't you?) Akhtar would retort with a sugary sweet smile and dopey eyes to make Ram redder. 

The sky was awash with light blue, the sun shining brighter than it was since the rain started, like it had come to work after a refreshing vacation in the dark clouds. The weather was not too humid and hot, but quite serene, a breeze flowing gently as the two men skirted through the receding waters on the streets of the city. Everything in the surroundings, the buildings, the trees, the flowers, the roads seemed to have a shine that only the rains bring. People had slowly started emerging out of their houses, finally able to enjoy the calm weather. The stores were opening again, vendors setting up their food stalls, hawkers treading along the pavement, the usual hustle and bustle of the city as it awakened from its slumber. 

Ram was watching all this, the motorcycle gliding through the streets, spraying water on the sideways when the tyres hit a puddle. His hands firmly but carefully draped around Akhtar’s waist so as not to appear too intimate for the public. Not that anyone would notice such a small gesture from the speed at which they were going but still Ram was cautious. Being an officer himself, he was a bit too familiar with the British policy on same sex relationships, especially two men. Displaying emotions or affection out freely, however normal the gesture, was frowned upon in the colonies. The British were too orthodox in their ways, which was always what Akhtar complained about. What’s wrong in holding your hand in the bazaar Ram? Why do I have to keep space between us when we sit on the park bench? What’s wrong with my arm around your waist?

How could he explain to Akhtar that he’d seen what happened to men who were even rumoured to be homosexuals? What would even happen if someone was only trying to defend them. How could he tell him that he was one of those who had beaten men up on orders of his superiors that were only under suspicion? How he himself still doubted that something was wrong with him for liking Akhtar the way he did? Even if he knew rationally that there was nothing wrong with that, a part of him, a part that had been under the British influence for too long now, had believed it to be unnatural? How could he elucidate the dilemma that he was under to someone as pure, innocent and non corrupted by the British ideals as Akhtar?

The bike stopped and Ram was brought back to reality. Ram sighed as he realised that he was so engrossed in thoughts that he missed the scenery by the hillside. Anyway, he would now pay attention and enjoy it as they trekked up the higher one on the way to the final destination of their journey. Akhtar had found out from a customer that they literally had t a, ancient temple on the highest hill on the eastern outskirts of Delhi. Especially during monsoon, the trek was entirely heavenly with lush greenery all around, worth the two thousand steps to reach it. Since finding that out, Akhtar had relentlessly pestered Ram to go with him even though Ram had not put up any fight before agreeing. But when it started to rain relentlessly on the previous night when they’d finalised the plan, there was no past or future for that matter, only the present, taking precedence over every other turmoil in his mind. 

They trekked up to the top, admiring the heavenly view of the clear skies, the verdant greenery, and the tranquil atmosphere. There was no other human to be seen, like nature was providing a comfortable cocoon just for them to relish. Ram felt he could breathe freely, away from all the cacophony of the city, the pressures of work, the expectations of the whole village that he saw whenever he met with Babai. With Akhtar, there was no past or future for that matter, only the present, taking precedence over every other turmoil in his mind. 

Akhtar was startled as a soft voice humming a tune fell on his ears. He turned to the voice to find Ram was humming a tune, leaving him surprised. It was such a joy to see the other carefree for a change. Ram had such a beautiful baritone, Akhtar frequently wondered how it would sound if he sang. Now that he was witnessing it, he was left entranced. He stepped behind Ram, wrapping his hands around his waist, jutting his chin on Ram’s shoulders. Ram smiled involuntarily at this gesture, placing his hands around the younger man’s arms, effectively holding him there. 

“Bahot surili aawaz hai aapki.” (You have such a beautiful voice.) Ram felt his cheeks burn at the compliment but he should really get used to it now. Akhtar was never the kind of person who would hold it in, showering everyone in his wake with love and care. If he liked something, he would express it in the sweetest way possible and it never sounded fake. Akhtar nudged him with his nose, “Chup kyon ho gae? Gao na!” (Why did you stop? Continue, please.) Akhtar urged softly. 

Ram flushed harder but continued, now properly singing the ghazal. “Gulon mein rang bhare…baad-e-nau bahar chale. Chale bhi aao ke gulshan ka karobar chale…” 

Ram sang the entire piece, looking so serene Akhtar never wanted to leave the place. He stood there, hugging the other man, adoring the ghazal and more so the voice reciting it in tune. The lyrics were hauntingly beautiful leaving Akhtar elated and a little bereft at the same time. Because he knew, this amazing moment, the perfect day, will always be a memory. How he wished he could take Ram with him to his tribe. To live with him, be with him not just as nostalgic remembrance when he got back, but as his other half. He gently kissed Ram’s shoulder, a feather like touch which made Ram hitch, slipping out of tune for a second. 

Ram freed himself from the embrace, turning toward Akhtar leading him to a tree nearby. He sat down leaning on the trunk, pulling Akhtar by his hand to settle down in his lap. Akhtar settled down between Ram’s legs. The space fitted him like it was made only for him and no one else. His eyelids were drooping with the breeze, the soothing melody and the shade that enveloped him in a safe haven. A small corner carved out in the universe just for the two of them, space and time stretching around them like they were a binary star system orbiting each other. His senses were overwhelmed with the scent of Ram, a whiff of sandalwood and rose plus a musk that was inherently Ram. It felt like home. 

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Please please let me know how you liked it or didn't like it...

And I'm sorry that the translation of the ghazal is not mentioned in the fic but the video link is attached. You can find and learn more, or you can let me know in the comments and I'll be happy to help.

Trivia time: This ghazal is also penned by the legendary Faiz Ahmad Faiz (1911-1984) also written later than 1920s but I'm hiding behind creative liberty once more.

I found this really good translation of it online, so here you go: https://www.shivpreetsingh.com/2021/01/gulon-mein-rang-bhare-lyrics-and.html

Thank you for reading. Signing off!

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[reira-layla]

The one where they all get shitfaced

Plot: Akito, Shigure, Ayame, and Mine go out for drinks. The night ends horribly for Akito.

"Shigure, I'm warning you. Don't let her get carried away tonight. She's not used to drinking and I know how much you love to pressure people into making terrible decisions." Hatori was stern, as per usual. When Shigure had mentioned that he and Ayame had planned to meet up for drinks, Hatori hadn't thought much of it. It wasn't until Shigure mentioned that Akito would be coming along for the ride did he start to worry. He knew both of his oldest friends long enough to know that they were trouble when they got together and Akito was still getting used to her new life. 

Laughter filled the room, instantly annoying Hatori. Of course Shigure was taking this as a joke. It was almost impossible to get him to take anything seriously. "I mean it. She's never even been hungover. If that happens, you're not the one who'll have to deal with it." Hatori knew that the responsibility of caring for a sick Akito would fall on him as it always did.

"It'll be fine. She's never had fun like this before. You do realize that I'm simply trying to expose her to the joys of life, things she's missed out on all this time." Hatori knew Shigure was just trying to justify his recklessness. "All I'm saying is don't do anything stupid. You and Ayame have a tendency to lose all self control when you're around each other and Akito doesn't need to be wrapped up in that. If you love her, take care of her tonight."

Not wanting to be lectured even further, Shigure began walking away, assuring Hatori that it would be fine. Aaya was bringing his girlfriend as well and Shigure figured that would make Akito feel a bit more at ease. 

Shigure came home to find Akito asleep. It was getting dark out and he wondered if she'd slept the day away. The moment he sat down beside the futon, she woke up and pulled him towards her. "What time is it? Why is it so dark?" He took that to mean that she truly had slept all day. "It's late, almost time to get ready to go out tonight with Aaya." Akito whined, turning away from him. "I don't want to go. Let's do something else," she said, pulling down the blanket so he could see her bare chest. Instinctively, Shigure pressed his face against her breasts, taking one nipple into his mouth and giving it a gentle suck. It took everything in him to break away from her. 

"I already told him we were coming. Let's compromise, shall we? Tonight we'll do this and tomorrow, we'll spend all day and night in bed together. I'll fill you up so much that your birth control will stop working," he said with a laugh as she rolled her eyes. "That's not how it works…" As much as she didn't want to go anywhere that night, the thought of spending the next day in bed with him was enough to get her out of bed.

Although Shigure had tried to talk her into wearing something 'sexy', Akito had opted for something she was comfortable wearing. It was going to be a long night. Despite knowing him all her life, Akito had never spent much time with Ayame. She knew from speaking with Hatori that Shigure and Ayame had a tendency to act like idiots when they were around each other. Unbeknownst to Shigure, Hatori had called Akito shortly after he and Shigure had met up earlier that day. He had wanted to inform her of what to expect. 

When they were both ready, the young couple made their way to the car. Akito had opted for black jeans, a button down shirt and cardigan. Her hair was slowly growing out. Shigure wore a button down shirt and jeans as well. They were almost matching which had been unintentional. Often Shigure could tell that people were staring at them whenever they went out in public. People likely assumed that they were both male but he truly didn't mind when people stared. Akito was perfect in his eyes and the opinions of others didn't matter.

The drive to the izakaya was short. Shigure had suggested this one, saying that he'd come here a lot before they'd gotten together. Apparently it was also a favorite spot for Ayame as well. Akito had never been to an izakaya so she didn't know what to expect. When they walked in, Ayame and his girlfriend, Mine, were already inside waiting for them. 

"Gure!" Akito sighed and held onto Shigure's arm. After knowing Ayame for as long as she had, she still had no idea why he always had to speak so loudly. It was annoying. 

"Aaya, my darling!" Both men fangirled over each other as if Akito and Mine weren't there. Mine looked amused while Akito just rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest. "And darling Akito, you look… almost like Gure. Are you wearing the exact same thing? It suits you both, but you must come by my shop sometime. I'll make you something lovely." Akito attempted an awkward smile and nodded, still holding onto Shigure. 

"Ah, where are my manners? Mine, this is Akito. Akito, this is my lovely lady, Mine." The two women shook hands upon being introduced to one another by Ayame. Mine was the complete opposite of Akito. She was so feminine, almost as feminine as Ayame. No wonder he liked her so much. "It's so nice to meet you!" The other woman's tone was almost too nice. Shigure had made her promise that she'd at least try to enjoy the night and since the two men were still obsessing over each other, Mine could possibly prove to be good company. 

"I've never been much of a drinker. What would you suggest I start with?" Akito asked Mine awkwardly. The two women sat next to each other as the men continued to talk. "Have you ever tried a sake bomb? It's one of my favorites." The bartender took their drink orders and Akito had decided to go with the drink Mine had suggested. 

Shigure turned his attention to Akito as their drinks arrived. "Have fun tonight. You deserve it." His reassurance was all she needed. When the drinks arrived, Akito stared at her drink with a confused expression. Shigure looked at her again, chuckling to himself. "Let me show you. I know it can seem a little confusing." He slammed his fist on the table in front of his drink and Akito watched with wide eyes as the sake shot fell into the beer. Following his example, she felt oddly proud of herself. 

It was definitely an acquired taste. Then again, this was the first time in her life that she'd actually gone out drinking and she assumed the alcohol would start tasting better the more she drank. After she'd finished her drink, it occurred to her that everyone else had been waiting for her to finish. "I say we do some shots!" Ayame yelled. Akito was still confused by all of this but decided to go along with it. 

Four sake shots were poured for them. Ayame counted down from three and then they all took the first shot. The bartender poured another round for them. Akito was slowly starting to loosen up. It wasn't until after the third shot that she realized she was pretty drunk. Everyone else could tell as well. After all, she was the only lightweight there. 

"Shigure, I-" she began only to be interrupted by Ayame. "I say we go dancing." Akito couldn't help but laugh at his suggestion. Dancing was completely out of her comfort zone but because she'd had too much to drink already, she found herself wanting to try something new. "Yes!" Akito yelled in response. Everyone once again stared at her. Shigure couldn't hold back his laughter and soon they were all laughing.

Shigure paid for the drinks and then the couples left the izakaya and headed to a nearby nightclub. Apparently Ayame was a regular at this place. Akito held onto Shigure's arm tightly, already feeling as if the room was spinning. Once they entered the club, the feeling intensified. The lights and music were a little overwhelming and unlike anything she'd ever experienced before. 

They managed to secure a semi-secluded area of the club. Upon hearing that the Sohma family head was in attendance, the club owner hooked them up with bottle service. Akito once again didn't understand what bottle service meant but everyone else seemed excited about it. Two huge bottles were brought to their table and more shots were poured. 

"Do a shot with me, darling." Ayame held out his hand to Akito. She went to stand next to him and took yet another shot. Without saying another word, she took another and another. Ayame and Shigure were laughing. "Looks like our god turned into a little devil tonight," Ayame said to the other two, all of them laughing. A song Akito actually recognized started playing and she immediately went over to Shigure and sat on his lap. "I know this song!" She screamed in his ear. He pulled back a little and laughed some more. "How do you know this song?" He was amused, not sure when she'd been exposed to such a vulgar song. 

"It's Hatori's ringtone for Mayu," she said, laughing. That caused everyone to laugh along with her. Shigure made a mental note to harass Hatori about that later. Shigure hadn't kept track of how much Akito had had to drink. All he cared about was that she was having fun and it seemed like she was. 

The petite brunette began to grind her hips against his, straddling him. "I fucking love you. I really do," she whispered in his ear. That was all it took for him to realize how shitfaced she was. Ayame and Mine had left to go dance so it was just the two of them. "Let's get a stripper pole." The couple laughed together. He wished he'd seen this side of her much earlier. Everyday it seemed like he was finding new reasons to love her even more than he already did. Akito's grinding and the thought of seeing her on a stripper pole was sending him over the edge. Before he could suggest they go home, Ayame came back and pressured Akito into taking another shot. 

Moments after taking the last shot of the night, she stumbled back to Shigure and vomited on the chair next to him. Shigure held her hair back as she continued to vomit. When she was done, he flung her over his shoulder and they all left the club. The absence of the flashing lights and loud music had caused Akito to somewhat snap back into reality. "Shigure, let me down." She wiggled out of his arms and ran to a trash can on the sidewalk, vomiting more. 

Shigure was about to pick her up and carry her again but she pushed him away. "I’m walking." He held back laughter as she stumbled around, wrapping one arm around Mine and the other around Ayame. Sober Akito would never do something like this. On the way to the car, they passed a field and Akito immediately ran towards it. 

"What are you doing? We need to go home." Shigure had tried to sound serious but he couldn't deny that he loved seeing how crazy she'd become after a few shots. "Need to sleep… sleep here," she said, throwing herself onto the ground. That's going to hurt tomorrow. Much to everyone's enjoyment, Akito began rolling around on the grass. The former dog laughed harder than anyone, remembering the times when he used to do the same thing in dog form. 

"You can sleep at home. We need to go." Shigure picked her up and carried her over his shoulder. She attempted to wiggle out of his arms yet again but he held on tight. "I hate you," she said, punching his back. After a moment, he heard a loud sob. "I hate you so much, Shigure. You don't care about me at all." This was the side of drunk Akito that he hated. 

Ayame and Mine held back laughter as they made their way to their car. Mine had offered to drive them home so they wouldn't have to wait on their driver. It took everything to get  Akito into the car. She had stiffened her body so that it was nearly impossible to get her to sit. Finally, they managed to get her into the car. Shigure attempted to pull her close to him but he received a slap on the face for it. "Don't touch me. You don't care about me. You don't love me. You're only with me because you think you love me." She was making no sense. Ayame found it funny apparently and Shigure just wanted it to be over. 

When they arrived home, Akito was in tears again. She ran out of the car and into the house, leaving Shigure behind. He said goodbye to Ayame and Mine and then made his way into the house, searching for her. When he reached their bedroom, Akito was asleep on the futon. That was quick. He undressed her so that she'd be comfortable. He then got in bed beside her and covered them both up with the blankets. 

Shigure woke up to the sound of her vomiting in the bathroom. According to the time on his phone, it was 3:00am. Getting out of bed, he made his way to her. "My head hurts… get Hatori," she said upon seeing him. "We don't need Hatori. You're just hungover. I've dealt with this plenty of times to know how to fix it." He offered his hand to her, pulling her up onto her feet. "Let's get you some aspirin." 

After giving her the aspirin and getting her some water, he went back to bed with her. "Did you at least have fun?" Akito sighed, nodding a little. "Sure. This isn't fun though." He chuckled softly. "I know it's not but you'll feel better once you sleep it off. Hopefully there will be no need to call Hatori in the morning." The last thing either of them wanted was to be lectured by Hatori. "Shigure… I love you." He kissed the top of her head. "I love you. I knew you didn't mean it when you claimed you hated me in the car." He laughed and began giving her a back rub until she fell asleep. 

#ayame sohma #akito sohma #akigure #shigure sohma #fruits basket #fanfic

[oh-munda-kukkad-kamaal-da]

Alabama,Arkansas,i do love my ma and pa not the way that i do love you ❤️, keep with the good work vigi ☺️, love from my dream homeland,USA( it's overrated but it's mine)

Mujhe kuch samjh hi nahi aaya....

[ayushtic]

From all those "Abhi na jao chhod kar", and "Tum ho paas mere"

to "Teri Diwani" and "Likhe jo khat tujhe",

I knew there was one "Agar tum saath ho" phase

which wasn't easy for either of us.

I knew that in your "Ajj din chadheya" times,

I pulled you back with "Ranjish hi sahi" rhymes

and"Phir le aaya dil" these days

is all that I can call mine.

I try to find our "Beete lamhein"

in reminiscences of "Waqt ki baatein"

I still can't listen to your voices from the past,

For all I focused on, were your "Saansein".

But still if you think that it was all my "Kasoor"

And "Sang hoon tere" wasn't enough

For our love like a sufi "Kun Faya Kun".

You may take this knife and butcher my heart,

Make me dead like "Ek tukda dhoop".

(@ayushtic)

[kunalkarankapoor]

“Kunal is a very dear friend of mine; he is genuinely amazing or amazingly genuine. Either way put is correct. Because he is just so amazing as a person and as a friend. Be it in any other relationships, he is too good in every walk of life. He is just fits perfect. I think everybody knows, all his fans, friends and people who work with him, how good he is as an artist. Jo screen pe dikhta hai, he is multiple times better. To perform a scene with him is just a treat.

I think mere and Kunal ke most of the scene's jo hain, they were amazing because we share such a Rapo, even behind the screens. On screens, it is just so easy to work with him. Even if you're not able to understand the scene, something like that. He is just there; you just go with the flow and the scene magically works out itself. It's that easy to work with Kunal. I loved doing emotional scenes, comic scenes and even the fight scenes that we had with the little nok jhoks. I think all the scenes were just so amazing and bahut acha laga, because uske feelings itne genuine aate hain, that aap ko vo cheez feel ho jata hai and it comes across so beautifully on screen. Masti wale scenes mein toh humne itne maze kiye hai, because he so spontaneous as an artist ke vo kuch be karta hai. If you are a good artist; you have to match up to him and iski wajah se, the scene actually comes out so good. Script pe likha kuch aur aata hai aur Kuch bahut hi acha nikal kar aa jata hai karne par. So bahut maza aaya mujhe uske saath comic scene karne main. 

SiMi were just best of friends. Childhood friends. They have seen everything with each other and still there was no romantic sort of bond between them. But The bond was so pure. It describes that even non-romantic relationship or friendship can be so deep and meaningful. Not every relationship or bond, which shares deep sort of feelings and emotions has to be romantic. So, in a way SiMi was very special ,will remain always special to us also and to all our fans , and to whoever , who have watched it and connected with it. “  Kaveri Priyam

The popular notion that a boy and a girl can't be just friends SiMi broke tha stereotype. It is among one of the most beautiful platonic bonds I have ever come across on ITV. SiMi made us laugh and cry with them. Their cute banters took me back to my school days. It's amazing how the characters went through so much in life yet managed to keep the child in them alive. They only had love and kindness in their heart for the people around them. Their support for each other in their darkest times, the fear and worry for each other on the anticipation of any danger. The smile and joy on their face in each other's happiest moments and most importantly the way they became each other's strength in the most vulnerable moments of their lives all of it felt so so real. Kudos to Kunal sir and Kaveri ma'am for portraying it so amazingly. They lived their characters and made sure that each and every SiMi scene touches the innermost core of our hearts. Thanks a lot much for being our Sid and Monami. It's not easy to bring out the purity of a bond like SiMi's onscreen and made the audience connect to it when majority of the viewers are mostly accustomed to watch only romantic relationships between a man and a woman on Television. I don't think anybody else would have been able to bring out the beauty of this platonic bond so beautifully. 

Without Kunal Karan Kapoor and Kaveri Priyam, our precious 'Rasmalai'-'Rasgulla' duo, SiMi wouldn't have been possible. They say best friends are the family we choose. SiMi chose each other and made sure that they are always by each other's side in joy and distress. 

“The bond was one of the many best things about the show. To be honest, after a long time I got this much attached to a platonic bond and I don't think I will come across such a pure friendship bond anytime soon. SiMi is my home and I revisit that home again and again whenever I feel the need to find some solace. With time people moves on but there are a few characters, relationships and moments from a show which stays in our heart forever and I feel Sid and Monami and their pure friendship will rule our hearts forever. Personally, I will keep cherishing this bond and for me it will remain the epitome of true friendship on Indian Television.”

Diya

° QUICK Q/A ROUND WITH DILJOT KAUR CHHABRA ° 

 Love at 1st sight is a very common term in romcom specially but with SidSa it was "The unusual 1st sight" where the wrong video call just went right and something just clicked between two hearts leading to a story that the audience still cherish whole heartedly. What audience feels we know that but what about those two artists who literally lived that journey? 

Well to know that today on the occasion of "Siddharth" Kunal Karan Kapoor's birthday we have a quick Q/A session with our very own Diljot Sanjana Dubey.

 Let's see what she has to say about Kunal and SidSa! 

 It's HIS birthday today so obviously the 1st question is about HIM being her 1st on screen HERO. 

1. Everything that is 1st is special. Kunal Karan Kapoor is your 1st on screen HERO so how exactly that feels? Few words about your experience with him throughout this Ziddi Dil Journey 

Diljot Chhabra: “Kunal is an a super co star and even better human being. It was so much fun and hope we get to work again in the future:)”

Apart from their on screen performance there is one more thing about them that excites their fans to another level. That is their aesthetic travel updates. So the second question is about that 

2. Both Kunal & You love traveling. Is there any particular place in India or outside India that you feel Kunal should visit which he hasn't explored yet. 

Diljot Chhabra: “Kunal surely loves Goa. I think he should explore North too, I used to always tell him.”

Food has always been a love language between Siddharth and his Sanjana. Talking about food is also something that excites Kunal and Diljot too. 

3. You guys talk alot about foods in interviews so if you have to name a food/dish that suits Kunal's personality what it would be? 

Diljot Chhabra: “ Proteins Pav bhaji haha...he will only understand. I never got that.”

Watching SidSa on screen was so much fun and thought provoking just imagine the amount of fun and experience they had while shooting for it. That's the next question... 

 4. Any particular SidSa scene where Kunal or you both improvised something and you would like to talk about it? 

Diljot Chhabra: “Kunal is king of improvisation. So every scene he use to throw a lot of improvisation and I would take it sportingly. We like the shooting star scene.”

5. The last but not the least, Pol kholo moments of Kunal on his birthday. Is there any fun incident or anything related Kunal that you would like to tell us Kunal fans? 

Diljot Chhabra: “ Kunal and I keep having fun on. Who had ‘unagi’ (friends reference) Which he doesn’t has clearly lol. So it’s fun.”

Well as we can see THE STAR GAZING scene, Khane PE Charcha, Traveling is very special to even Kunal & Diljot as much as it is for their FANS. This surprise Q/A session definitely gonna bring a smile for Kunal and all SidSa fans out there. 

Thank you so much Diljot for being kind enough to make this happen. Cheers to all those memories that we have made together throughout this journey and yes just like Diljot even we hope for Kunal-Diljot to get the opportunity to work together again! A sincere wish to SidSa Stars.

Questions and Written by Arpita

Prathmesh Sharma:

“Well We are very close as you guys see on screen. He’s just like my elder brother. We share a very humours relationship.”

#kunal karan kapoor #actor #artist #birthday

[mwoonlait]

(still) into you.

Hi and hello.

It’s been 3 years I think? Since... the day I asked him to reject me. I thought that I can move on once he rejected me but, ahaha. Here I am. Still wondering if one day I could be an entity in his heart.

He’s... really, a cruel person. So cruel yet he doesn’t realize. He often did things that misunderstand me. At that kind of moments, he doesn’t know how much I talk to myself, “calm down, it’s not a thing, it’s just him being him. get a hold on yourself!”

 For example, he sent me pictures. Lots of nice views. I thought that he sent those because he wants me to see it- beautiful scenery. However, that’s not really the case. He sent those pictures because he thought that it’s the fastest way to explain why he didn’t reply to my messages -because he was traveling. So, yea, those pictures is just a shortcut to explain that he was away because of it. Without necessary to type it. Ha.

I want to cry.

In my life, of course man is not only him. I know some good man too. I mean I can try to going out with another man. You know, like, one way to move on from one’s heart is to move to another heart, right?

However, no matter how good they are, no one can make me smile ear to ear just because their messages pop on my notification bar. No one can make me feel like a teenage girl in love. No one (still), can make me feel butterflies on my stomach. So I feel bad, if I try to going out just because they are a good person. If I ever moved on, I hope I move to a person who can make me falling in love.

I don’t know why God persist on keeping my heart like this. Really, what’s the point of falling in love with someone who doesn’t even interested in such relationship at all? When he doesn’t know that my feelings still exists. All I know is that you can’t rationalize love.

Part of me surrender of moving on and just let it flow. Perhaps, it takes me to hear that he’s finally in a relationship to make me really surrender my feelings.

dear N.

Perhaps it’s too much to say that I love you. And I never thought of wanting to call you mine, call you with sweet names, or to do lovey-dovey things as lovers.

All I know is that I adore you. And a person like you makes me forget my insecurities in relationship. “If it’s you then, I think I’ll be okay.” Might be heard too exaggerating right? But that’s it.

I hope one day I can come to you. Just for a moment is fine. You’re the longest person I’ve ever hold my feelings for. I like you. I’m happy when you here. I respect your choice in life that I won’t bother you with my confession no matter how much these feelings killing me. I’ll find ways, just like this. I’m so conflicted, I know.

There will be up and down to my feelings state but, I believe it can be stable too. Get a hold on yourself, aaya.

[mithaai]

#literally the best song to ever exist #yes i am back with my desi audios!! #mine #audio #desi #desi audio #desi music #barfi #rekha bhardwaj #phir le aaya dil #bollywood #bollywood audio #bollywood music

[queenfaves]

Lara Dutta in Mumbai Se Aaya Mera Dost (2003)

#dailybollywoodqueens #bolywood2 #indian cinema #mumbai se aaya mera dost #lara dutta #hindi #mine

[keimisan]

what would you do if you saw a godzilla sized srk stomping towards you singing "Sunne walo suno ai sabhi hota hai Dil deta hai jo Woh jaan bhi khota hai Pyaar aisa jo karta hai kyaa mar ke bhi marta hai Aao tum bhi aaj yeh sun lo Daastan hai yeh ke ik tha naujavaan jo Dil hi dil men ek haseena ka tha deewana Woh haseena bhi ki jiski khoobsurati Ka duniya bhar men tha mashhoor afsana Dono ki yeh kahani hai jisko sabhi Kehte hai om shanti om Naujavaan ki thi aarzoo uski thi yeh hi justjoo Os haseena men usko mile ​ Ishq ke sare rangroop Naujavaan ki thi aarzoo uski thi yeh hi justjoo Os haseena men usko mile Ishq ke sare rangroop Usne na jaana yeh nadani hai Woh ret ko samjhaa ke paani hai Kyo aisa tha kisliye tha yeh kahani hai Dastaan hai yeh ke us dilkash haseena ke Nigaahon dil men koi doosra hi tha Bekhabar is baat se us naujavaan ke khwabon ka Anjaam toh hona bura hi tha tooten Khwaabon ki is dastan ko sabhi Kehte hai om shanti om Sunne walo suno aisa bhi hota hai Koi kitna hase utna hi rota hai Deewani hoke haseena khai kya dhoke haseena Aao tum bhi aaj yeh sunlo Dastaan hai yeh ke us maasoom haseena ne Jise chaaha woh tha andar se harjaai Sang dil se dil laga ke bewafa ke haath Aake usne ik din maut hi paai Ik sitam ka fasana hai jisko sabhi Kehte hai om shanti om Kyo koi katil samajhta nahi Yeh jurm woh hai jo chhupta nahi Yeh daag woh hai jo mitta nahi Rehta hai khooni ke haath par Khoon us haseena ka jab tha hua Koi waha tha pauhauch toh gaya Lekin use woh bacha na saka Roya tha pyaar uski baat par ​ (Roya tha pyaar uski baat par) Daastan hai yeh ke jo pehchaanta hai khooni ko Woh naujavaan hai laut ke aaya Keh rahi hai zindagi katil samajh le uske sar par Chha chuka hai maut ka saaya Janmo ki karmo ki hai kahani jise Kehte hai om shanti om Kehte hai om shanti om Kehte hai om shanti om" ?????

first off, fainting sounds like a lifestyle in this case

secondly, YOU WENT HARD ANONIE, THIS HARD WORK WILL PAY OFF

thirdly, did u know it's been 14 years since that film released, damn i still hear "eK cHuTki siNduR kA kEeMaT tUm kYa jAaNo rAmeSh bAbU" vividly. deepika rocked man, second ever girl-crush of mine.

#💌mal.mails #INDIAN ANONIE YOU SAID FUCK IT AND PASTED THE ENTIRE SONG LMAO' #UNIQUEST ASK OF TODAY #srk: opens arms slowly #srk: oM sHanTi oM #indian anonie: ok what if he a godzilla

[takayatweets]

"Mine-nee san!

Mine-nee san!! ₍₍ (ง ˘ω˘ )ว ⁾⁾💕RT

#Furuba #Fruits Basket"

"I wish I could have written the story of Mine-nee san and Aaya meeting for the first time. But I refrained from doing it because once I started drawing, I just couldnt stop."

"My favourite scene of Mine-San is when she says the line 'my happiness is --' ( ˘ω˘ ). I wonder if you know which scene?"

"I am always happy when people say that they want to read the story of their meeting, but honestly I forgot that it would just be a trivial thing...... Mine-nee san would move to the Capital all by herself and, whilst wandering aimlessly, would happen upon Aaya's shop........ is how I think it would go"

#fruits basket #mine kuramae #ayame sohma #s2e3

[kumeko]

A/N: For the once in a lifetime zine! I just wanted to write all the siblings.

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1.      Past

 “Gure-san!” Ayame crooned into the phone, delight spreading to his toes at the sound of his friend’s voice. It had been ages since they’d last called, since they’d last played this game of lovers and midnight escapades. He pouted. “You took too long to call me.”

 “Aaya, you know I could never leave you for long,” Shigure breathed on the other end of the phone, his tone perfectly serious. It was the thing that freaked out their teachers’ the most: the absolute lack of a teasing lilt or mocking smirk. The inability to determine if he was serious or not. “There’s no one who could replace you.”

 Really, it had been too long. Ayame closed his eyes, his finger twirling on his antique phone’s cord. It was too bad there was no audience for this performance, no Hatori to give them a dry look, no Mayu tossing a table. He would have even taken his mother’s disgusted expression. Glancing around his empty shop, Ayame noted the light escaping under the sewing room’s door. Mine was still here then.

 Mine was here. His lips tugged up into an involuntary smile as he sat down on an empty couch. “So you weren’t cheating on me, Gure-san?”

 “Never.” Shigure chuckled. There was a short pause, the breath between actions, and while his tone was still light, Ayame could almost see his slow smirk. “Though that might change. Yuki’ll be staying with me.”

“Yuki?” Ayame blinked, confused. Yuki. Yuki. A familiar name. An old classmate? A younger cousin?

“You still don’t remember your brother’s name?” Shigure let out a short, bark-like laugh. After a long pause, he added incredulously, “Or did you forget that you have a brother entirely?”

 Both. Ayame didn’t respond, his grip tightening on the phone. Yuki. His brother. Faintly, just faintly, he remembered small fingers reaching for him, a tiny voice and teary eyes. A black room and Akito’s smirk. A hazy image with a hazy name. “He’s moving in with you?”

 Shigure didn’t press the matter, to Ayame’s relief. “Haru asked. Haru. Can you believe that? The cow helping the rat? I guess your brother actually has friends outside of Akito.”

 A cruel comment. Ayame couldn’t refute it; he had thought the same thing, on those rare instances he thought of his brother at all. “Akito let him leave?”

 “I know! Amazing. And he’s even going to our high school.” Nonchalantly, Shigure changed topics. “Well, they managed the three of us, I think they can handle one well-behaved kid. It’ll be like having a second Hatori. He’s a quiet kid.”

“He’s in our high school,” Ayame muttered, his brow furrowed. Yuki was in high school. His tiny fingers were bigger now, his voice deeper. There must have been a time—at the new year’s banquet, at any of the million times he’d visited the main house—that he’d seen this Yuki, an almost grown-up Yuki.

 But his memory was still that of a child and a heavy feeling settled in his belly.

 “Don’t tell me you forgot high school too!” Shigure teased playfully.

 “No…I just…” Ayame struggled to find the words to describe this feeling, this aching, gnawing feeling. “I didn’t know.” That his brother was in high school. That his brother was leaving the compound. That his brother had friends, had at least one friend. Even the facts he barely remembered, favourite foods and toys, were all circumspect. “Does he know that we went there?”

 “I don’t think so. He’s never brought it up.” Shigure paused and Ayame could tell before he even took a breath, before the first syllable was uttered, that this would hurt. “He hasn’t mentioned you either.”

 It was like the twist of a knife. A punch in the stomach. Ayame was left winded and he didn’t even know why.

 “It’s not like you two talk.” There was a pounding sound on the other side of the line and Shigure sighed. “Well, I suppose I have to let her in eventually. Or she might actually hang herself. See you in my dreams, Aaya.”

 “Not if I see you first,” he responded automatically. On the other end, the phone went dead, a dial tone echoing in his ears.

 “Ayame?” Mine poked her head out of the door. Spotting him, she cocked her head. “Is something wrong?”

 “Yes. No.” He stared down at his shirt, at the edges of his right sleeve. Tiny fingers had reached for it once, tiny fingers that he had never considered once. “I…I don’t know.”

2.      Present

 “Heya, squirt.” Arisa ruffled Megumi’s hair as she walked past him to the kitchen. Yanking open the fridge, she rifled through its contents for drinks. “Didn’t realize you were home.”

 “I just came back.” Calmly, he ran his fingers through his locks, brushing any stray hair back in place. There. Much better. While he liked the attention, there were times when Megumi wished Arisa would be less physical about it. Noting her cotton shorts and white tank top, he cocked his head. “A slumber party?”

 “Yep.” Grabbing four cans of pop, Arisa closed the fridge with her shoulder. She held out one can to him with a grin. “Come on, you can join us. We’re playing some card games and I’m tired of Saki winning all the time.”

 “She’ll beat me too,” he pointed out, still accepting the cold can.

 “Then at least we can change who’s losing.” Arisa shifted the cans from one hand to the other, rubbing the cold appendage against her leg to warm it up. “I feel like Tohru should be doing worse than she is, and Saki’s screwing me over.”

 The chances of that happening were almost a hundred percent. Megumi didn’t even need to ask his sister to know. Trailing after Arisa as they headed upstairs, he asked, “So all three of you today?”

 “Mmmm, yeah. It’s been so long since it’s been just the three of us.” Arisa practically bounced up the steps. Looking over her shoulder, she winked. “I kidnapped her from the prince and the pauper. Just because they live with her, the Sohmas think they can hog all of her attention.”

 “The prince and the pauper?” Megumi raised a brow. That was a new nickname. “I thought he was an orange-haired bastard?”

 “He can be both.” Arisa shrugged, reaching the top landing. She spun around, a mischievous smirk on her face. “He’s a pauper because he almost always loses at Rich Man, Poor Man.”

 “That would make you one too.” Saki suddenly appeared behind Arisa, grabbing a pop can. Ignoring Arisa’s surprised jump, she stared at the can. “It’s cold.”

 “Warn me a little, would ya?” Arisa leaned against the wall, calming down. She shot Saki a disgruntled glare. “At the very least, I beat Kyo. And sometimes Tohru.”

 “A grievance I shall never forgive,” Saki remarked, rolling the can in her hands. “This feels good.”

 “It is hot today.” Megumi pressed his can against his cheek. The cool aluminum sent a shiver down his spine. Ah, that was much better.

 “…I can never tell if either of you are serious or not.” Arisa rubbed her forehead, torn between exasperation and annoyance. She glanced at Megumi, and then at Saki. “At least you’re wearing short sleeves today.”

 “I am not completely immune to the heat,” Saki replied, fanning herself lightly. “Ah. It truly is hot.”

 “Now you’re making fun of me.” Straightening up, Arisa barged into Saki’s bedroom. “Alright, time to kick everyone’s asses.”

 “K-kick?” Out of sight, a surprised Tohru squeaked. “It’s a card game!”

 Still standing in the hallway, Saki leaned against a wall, closing her eyes with a pleased smile. Quietly, Megumi stood next to her, his shoulder bumping into her arm, listening as Arisa crowed excitedly, as Tohru stuttered and panicked. His sister chuckled softly and he could feel the vibrations through her skin.

 A laugh. A smile. Megumi watched her, transfixed.

 “Yes?” Saki cracked open an eye. Even the aura around her felt light and teasing.

 “You’re happy,” he said, more a statement than question.

 “Hmm.” Saki considered it before nodding. “I am.” She opened both her eyes and smiled fondly at him. “Your prayer came true.”

 3.      Future

 “She’s here!” Momo peeked out the living room curtain, into the main garden. She quickly let go of the cloth, letting it fall back into place as she stumbled back. “And so is everyone else.”

 “Ahhhh…” Momiji’s smile dropped a notch as he tried to figure out just how did his cousins know about this concert. There was Tohru, of course, but while she was a terrible liar, she wouldn’t actually tell anyone. Standing behind his sister, he drew back the window curtains just enough to get a glimpse of everyone. Haru. Yuki. Kyo. Shigure—

 Shigure. Momiji rubbed his forehead. Yep. That was the root cause. It would have been hard for Tohru to hide it from him, her face gave everything away. From there, it was a single call to invite all of the ex-zodiac members. Add in their friends and a performance for three became a performance for a crowd. Frowning, he shot a glare at his older cousin. “It’s always him.”

 “That’s a lot of people,” Momo muttered, clutching her violin tightly. She glanced at him in askance. “Are we really going to perform?”

 “Yep!” Smiling at her encouragingly, Momiji pointed at the few cousins that she’d met. “There’s Kisa and Haru and Hiro—actually, never mind Hiro.”

 Despite the things that had changed since the curse was broken, Hiro’s tongue was not one of them. Even Kisa couldn’t sweeten his barbed words by much. Still, he was at least moderately kinder to others and Momo hadn’t come back in tears whenever she played with the pair.

 “Kisa.” Momo brightened. “And…there’s Yuki. And Mine and…” She stumbled, trying to remember the names of all their friends. “And…and Uotani and Hanajima…”

 “Yep.” Momiji grinned, counting them off himself. There were far more outsiders in the Sohma compound these days, the doors open to all now. High school friends, coworkers, that guy from the bakery—wait. Momiji cocked his head. It was good and all that anyone could come and go, but why were all of these random strangers here for a single violin recital?

 Momiji’s eyes landed on silver hair. Of course. He should have known. Ayame. Who else could it have been? As though sensing his thoughts, Ayame spotted him and shot him a thumbs up. He winked, mouthing, Good luck.

 It was hard to decide between Shigure and Ayame which one deserved more punishment. Maybe he could sick Hatori on both of them later. Turning back to his sister, he wrapped an arm around her and hugged her to his side. “We have so many friends! I think they’ll be happy to hear us play.”

 “Right.” Momo swallowed, peeking back through the curtain once more. She took a deep breath, stood up straight, and then moved back into the center of the room. Staring at her violin for a long moment, she squared her shoulders and raised it. “We have to tune up.”

 Part of Momiji missed the baby chick, the little girl who was always peering around her mother’s skirts. As a teenager, the only part of that left was the tremble of her hands as she raised her violin, the slight shake of her bow as she tried to settle herself. Yet this girl was able to talk to him, was able to be with him, and he would take that over the baby chick any day. “Right.”

 Momiji raised his violin. Finally, after all those years, they were playing together. Like real siblings. Like a real family.

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[bluecoloreddreams]

(Disclaimer: this contains spoilers for the Fruits Basket and Fruits Basket: Another manga, as well as taking into consideration tidbits from Takaya’s twitter.) 

So, okay, first of all we have to address the YMMV aspect: Some people don’t like this ship. As long as they’re respectful, I have no beef with that. I’m well aware that some people cannot/choose not to make the distinction between “real life” and “fiction”— I have the luxury of this choice, so some of the “problematic” ships/character aspects within Furuba don’t bother me (for the most part). It’s fiction, and I’m aware of this.  

Again, some people cannot/do not make this distinction, and that’s none of my business because that’s their personal life. I’m aware that people dislike aspects of Akigure, and that’s fine. 

Personally? I’ve been reading Furuba since like, basically the dawn of time. I was reading scans on, like,  MSN groups. I remember a friend at church (of all places) telling me about the Akito reveal because I was behind on updates. It’s literally engrained upon my shipping heart at this point. 

(Headcanons ahoy! Like literally, this is all headcanon/my perspective on the series as a whole. YMMV/YKINMK/Dead Dove, the whole works, if you know you know

YES I wrote it like it’s an actual research paper because I have No Chill At All, please forgive me. It’s long and pretty rambling.) 

Addressing the first elephant in the room: Given my limited interactions with the fandom, my impression of Akigure from a generalized fan POV is that it’s pretty divisive. Every episode she comes up there are “I hate this kid” comments and I cry

Akito is a favorite of mine, and it’s impossible for anime-only’s to make a deep, informed call on her character. On the other hand, a lot of manga-readers dislike her too. 

So, why am I talking about whether or not people like Akito as a character? 

I’m of the opinion that it impacts people’s ability to view her character arc as one that deserves a happy ending. That she doesn’t deserve to have love, happiness, or forgiveness, all of which are given to her when she and Shigure finally end up together on equal footing. (Do I think the way it’s rushed in the original Furuba ending? Yeah, but hey. Sensei had like a huge ensemble cast to wrap ends on. Now there’s Furubana to look to and it’s just chef’s kiss.)

There’s a mental aspect in this, involving the dichotomy between “reality” and “fiction”. 

There is absolutely zero argument that are a lot of things that Akito does that uh, listen, if it was IRL she’d be in jail! Jail for terror baby! Jail for life! 

Fortunately, Fruits Basket is a work of fiction. These characters aren’t real, they’re idealized brushstrokes of human nature created to move a plot and a message along. 

That’s why Akito and Shigure work as a couple and as characters: 

They’re both incredibly deep characters that get passed off as one-dimensional by a lot of people (and the original anime, woof). Some of it is again, because anime-only fans just don’t have the whole story, since Akito’s arc is one that builds gradually until it hits a point where all hell breaks loose, which we are a ways away from. 

So what’s the message that their relationship and characters are supposed to pass on? 

Well, it breaks down into two categories: world building and thematic arcs. The latter is more important and what I’ll be focusing on, while the former is just a little spice that I, personally enjoy, and won’t really talk about in depth. (It’s that the magical realism in Furuba sets up the idea of soulmates, it’s just…. Something I enjoy and it’s really heacanony, so I can’t really justify spending more words on it!) 

When discussing Fruits Baskets in any capacity, I feel like we must first keep in mind the thematic “lessons” of the series: 

There is an inherent loneliness in living as a human being, since loss, grief, and hurt are indelible parts of the human experience, and learning to cope with these feelings in a compassionate manner is a life-long lesson 

People react differently to the loneliness of existence, and their reactions are based upon their personalities, their upbringings, and their own choices 

Everyone is capable of change and learning, if they choose to do so, however: 

Personal agency is taught, but in the vacuum of positive reinforcement, the ability of a person to choose to be compassionate is stifled or outright inaccessible

Therefore, if you are not taught to deal with your grief and existence outside of others, your ability to connect may become warped, manipulative, or abusive, and this is not the fault of the child but instead the parental figure 

Eventually, you will be aware of your actions, and then it is your burden to choose—some people do not take this choice (the head maid, Ren, Kyo’s bio dad, Rin’s parents, Sawa’s mother in Furubana)  

Abuse has long lasting effects on the psyche and can be physical, emotional, and/or mental in nature and must be dealt with in order to grow as a person

“Dealt with” does not mean that it goes away, but that it is acknowledged and given a positive outlet (Yuki’s garden, Aaya’s shop, Rin’s art, Momiji’s violin playing)

Forgiveness is not linear

Forgiving yourself is a long and arduous process, and happens independent of other people’s forgiveness

This is really brought to the forefront in Fruits Basket: Another, when Shiki talks about how his mother interacts with the rest of the Sohma family. It’s shown she’s done what she can to make amends, but recognizes that while she can individually hold relationships with certain family members, as a whole, it's best if she allows them to be away from her. 

This is a whole tangent on its own, but there’s a certain blanket of casual forgiveness given to Akito by the entirety of the shown Zodiac in Furubana, in that they trust that she’s raised a kind and thoughtful son and allow him the grace of his own family. 

Again, in Takaya’s tweets post-series that acknowledges that Akito’s friends with Uo-chan, despite her relationship with Kureno (and it shows a depth of awareness on Kureno’s part that he stays away

People flourish in environments where love and positive reinforcement is given freely, even when people are in the wrong

This doesn’t mean that no one is ever scolded: see Komaki and Kakeru, Kisa and Hiro, Hatori chews out Shigure all the time, but never ceases being his confidant 

So okay, that’s A Lot. But every single character in Furuba follows these themes in their own manner, because the series is about healing and learning how to heal from abuse, neglect, and isolation. Someone’s gonna have to be doing it. Point blank, the end, to tell a story there must be conflict, and boy howdy, there’s a lot of conflict in Furuba. Every personal thematic arc in the series ends up tying into a romantic one, because Furuba is a romcom drama. 

There’s a loop that goes “personal betterment”->”crush”/”friendship”->”conflict”->”personal growth”/”relationship growth” in the series for every character. That’s the bread and butter of Furuba. 

But anyway. To the question: 

I love them because they work, they’re both their own people with their own narrative focuses, motivations, conflicts, and flaws. Both Shigure and Akito are believable in their own right in the context of Furuba, and I think Takaya did wonderfully in crafting a story where their personalities mesh well and give each other reasons to better themselves.

To talk about them together, you have to talk about them separately. 

I’m gonna start with Shigure because, truthfully? 

I just want to lament about how often he’s simply passed off as either comic relief or absolute trash. He’s so underestimated! 

“He’s a joke of a grown man… He is reliable and I trust him.” (Another, v. 3)

He’s incredibly intelligent when it comes to interpersonal relationships, which is why he’s able to do what he does. He’s also incredibly kind—no one made him take in Yuki or Kyo or Tohru. He could have just went “ah, I’d prefer not to” and moved on. But he didn’t, made up some bullshit so Haru would feel like taking in Yuki was a transaction, and let me just tell you, I am the same age as Shigure and if you gave ME three teenagers to be the guardian of?! It would be a full on disaster.

He’s actually incredibly trustworthy (if he wants to be), insightful, and a genuinely good guardian despite his jokes and wisecracking. 

He forced Kyo to go back to school, knowing full well it would be good for him. He lets a whole host of children run rampant through his home. Kids who actually enjoy his presence. He’s shown as having a good familial relationship with Rin (who tries to warp that for her own means), Kisa, Haru, and Momiji. His advice to Tohru is genuine, insightful, and ridiculously helpful. 

Shigure is good with people. He gets up at the crack of dawn to drive Shiki to see Sawa in Furubana. He’s who Mutsuki and Hajime immediately go “holy shit you need to do something about this” to when they find out Shiki’s getting nasty notes about Akito. He’s who Shiki goes to when Sawa fell down the stairs as a child. As much as Shiki and the others make fun of Shigure, he’s obviously someone who’s trustworthy. And that’s not some new development, he’s always been trustworthy in regards to those he loves. No one asked him to show up to Tohru’s teacher conference, he volunteered. Like this dude loves people, he’s the dog spirit after all, and rightly so. 

Does he have his own motivations? Of course! But so does everyone else in Furuba. He’s a complex character, man! 

He laughs and jokes a lot because he’s projecting this image of a laid back, doofus. When you think about who he’s friends with, the whole middling goofball act makes a lot of sense. Just like some of Ayame’s over the top behavior is a defense mechanism, I believe that Shigure casts himself as a generally unappealing man to keep himself safe from advances when he was in school, but also to temper the wildly unequal personalities of his other two friends. He’s the sort of person who would just go “eh, whatever makes it easy”, and that’s just how he is. 

He doesn’t mean the creepy school girl thing, it’s a bit and I think the only people who don’t realize he’s running a bit are Yuki, Kyo, and Tohru who are absolutely too stupid to realize he’s playing them for reactions. He thinks it’s funny. 

Anyway:

When the older Zodiac had the dream of Shigure, Shigure is the only one who made the active choice to seek out that feeling. His soul was touched, and he decided that he wanted that and only that. This doesn’t necessarily mean he went full Jacob from Breaking Dawn, but it does mean he acknowledged there was a bond, and he wanted it. 

When you get into the technicalities of the curse, it’s mentioned that their Zodiac spirits influence how they interact with Akito, and that going against her can cause physical and emotional pain. Yuki cries when meeting her, and it’s mentioned that that’s just the normal reaction for the Zodiacs. 

It’s hard to say how much of their early interactions are influenced by the curse, but it’s obvious that Shigure has genuine fondness for her. She wasn’t always absolutely broken, as shown in Yuki’s backstory, and was a precocious child, one who sought affection openly. 

Shigure has an indulgent personality, and is shown to love being adored. Guess who loves him! Akito! Guess who wants lots and lots of affection! Akito! 

Their personalities are very well matched as they get older: They’re both intelligent and coy. They both have fairly sharp tongues when needed, and have no qualms about doing whatever it takes to get what they want. 

Shigure wants Akito to be independent from the curse. He’s made it clear to her he doesn’t want to be her father, he doesn’t want to be her friend, he wants to be her lover. Those are boundaries that Akito’s never been given before, and his frankness with her and his jealousy with Kureno is something she agonizes over, simply because she’s never been given any sort of serious interpersonal boundaries, or repercussions for her actions. He’s always kept himself separate from her, because of those boundaries, even when they were children. 

That’s important. It opens the door to the idea that her actions have consequences, and is a persistent nagging in the back of her mind. 

“Even though you hadn’t realized it, I was waiting for that day.” (ch 101)

For the bulk of the series, the only person who sees Akito as a person separate from the curse, and sees a future where she can grow is Akito. He has an extraordinary amount of patience for her, and forgives her for a lot. 

There are only two incidents that Shigure cannot forgive: Her sleeping with Kureno, and at the very end of the series, I’m of the full opinion that if Akito had pushed Tohru off the cliff, Shigure would have been done with her. Look at that expression, that is the look of someone who is toeing the line of throwing away all his hopes and dreams. If she really had pushed Tohru, I just...... The series would have taken a much darker tone. 

OKAY that’s enough about our favorite terrible author! (Okay, an aside, Shigure, please share your work ethic, you goof off so much but you’ve published so many things…how…)  

ONTO AKITO! 

“I’ve  finally realized… she hated her own shallowness all this time, from the very start.” // “It’s frightening because you have no choices.” (ch 121) 

A lot of people dislike Akito because she, for the bulk of the manga, is violent, manipulative and just downright unpleasant. And that’s fine, but it’s not the point of her arc or the themes of the manga.  (It is, however, the point of Rin’s: you don’t have to forgive everyone.) 

She’s not the only violent person in the series. If we as readers can forgive Uo-chan and Kyoko, or even Hana-chan for her moment of violence, why can we not extend the same grace to Akito? 

Violence is often shown as a knee-jerk reaction to fear and sadness: Kyoko, Uo, Hana, Kyo, Rin, and Akito all react violently to negative situations and feelings. Even Kisa reacts violently when she’s at her worst, biting both Haru and Tohru when she’s in her tiger form, which is shown to actually cause pain like a real tiger would. (It’s played for laughs, but has anyone been bitten for realsies by a house cat? That hurts! How much more would a house-cat sized tiger hurt!!!) 

Out of all of them, Hanajima and Kisa are the only characters to show immediate remorse, because they have what the others don’t: A positive support system. Once positive role models and support systems are in place, all of the others begin to learn how to react differently and ease out of the knee-jerk reactions that were ingrained in them. 

It’s made explicit in the manga that you have to be taught how to react positively, you have to learn and choose to be good, to be friendly, to love yourself outside of others’ perceptions of yourself. Look at Yuki’s arc. Look at Uo-chan’s. Kyoko’s. 

Yuki sums it up nicely in the last chapter of the manga, where he tells Tohru that she taught the Zodiac how to become human. She allows them to grow into people who can make the choice to be loving, compassionate individuals. 

Just because Akito doesn’t interact positively with Tohru for the bulk of the manga, it doesn’t make it any less true: 

Akito is kept in a juvenile state of being: No one teaches her to suck it up, that the world exists outside of herself, that other people are people and not things. In fact, she’s actively encouraged to act the way she does. She’s incredibly broken, between the maids of the Sohma estate just… allowing her to do whatever the fuck she wants and her absolutely jacked up relationship with Ren and Akira. She has no moral compass at all. No one bothers to teach her that her actions have serious consequences. 

She knows, in a roundabout way that hey, these people don’t like me. There’s a serious mental dissonance between what she latently knows—these are all people with no connection to her other than the bond of the curse. This is why Tohru is able to break through to her at the climax of the manga: 

She knows she’s wrong, but no one has ever told her she’s wrong but understood why she’s doing it. Akito just didn’t have the words to explain herself. What do children do when they cannot communicate? They lash out. Kids will bite, scratch, yell, kick, fall to the floor and have screaming tantrums out of frustration. Eventually, most kids learn that there are other ways to express frustration, and move along. (Not all, though, but most.)

Akito was taught that this is acceptable, allowable, and is her right as god. She is actively broken and kept that way through the neglect of the Sohma family maids, Ren’s abuse, and how Akira framed her role in the Zodiac. 

I can go on and on and on and on why the way Akito was treated for her role in the Zodiac by her parents and the rest of the Sohma estate was just awful. I hate it, it’s terrible, she never had a chance to learn and grow and be the genuinely thoughtful woman we know she grows into. 

She doesn’t force her path of forgiveness onto others and is fully cognizant of what she did, the repercussions of her actions, and lives her entire life after the curse breaks trying to right what she did wrong. 

“Even if she gets hurt, she says she deserves it. She tells me not to let it bother me, but… I’ve always, always loved her so much.” (Another, ch. 13) 

Tohru opens the door for Akito. She extends her hand, offers her friendship despite having seen the absolute worst of Akito. She tells Akito that everyone is lonely, everyone wants bonds, and acknowledges Akito’s worst fears, that Akito herself is selfish and dirty for wanting something assured and unending because she, Tohru, herself is dirty and selfish. Tohru knows what Akito has done, knows she’s injured some of her beloved friends, had plans to lock up Kyo, hurt Hatori. 

Tohru still forgives her. One of Tohru’s striking traits in the manga is that she is suffering, every day, she struggles with the grief of losing her mother and the fear of being alone in the world. Through nothing but her own empathy and realization that loneliness is universal, she’s able to forgive people. She forgives Akito and cares for her, and through Tohru, Akito is introduced to the realization that she’s been wrong and that maybe, she shouldn’t be forgiven. 

Shigure also forgives her, and this is the crux of their ship. 

To me, that itself is wildly important. 

They’ve always circled around each other, and Shigure has always been waiting for Akito to be able to come to him again, in full control of her life and choices. He wants Akito the woman, not Akito the god. 

He’s been waiting for the day Akito can meet him as an equal. Akito wants it too, and has wanted him to turn and see her for a very very long time. But she’s been terrified, the entire time, that when he does see her as herself, Shigure won’t like what he sees, and will leave. She’s aware of what she’s done post-curse, she’s aware of the impacts it will have on the former Zodiac members, and she’s aware that once the “bonds” of god and the animals is gone, there may not be anyone left for her.

Neither of them are under any illusions at the end of the series: Akito knows she has to atone for what she did, Shigure knows she has to learn to grow into a person who can function alone. They both know that there are people who are against them changing the oppressive structure of the Sohma family. 

Neither of them care. There are things that they want, together, and it’s enough. There’s a whole new world for them to explore and learn about. And in Furubana, this is shown to be a lifelong effort on their parts: 

“She said after meeting me, she learned so many things for the first time. She smiled happily as she said it.” (Another, #13) 

To close, I’d like to take a moment to talk about the curse and Shigure, and how he set things in motion. 

Without Shigure, the curse would have devolved on its own, yes, but the circumstances would not have allowed for the freedom the Zodiac had at the end of the manga. It would not have ended with Akito being able to learn and live freely. Allowing Tohru into the Sohma family cracked open a door to compassion and kindness none of them had ever experienced before, because the Sohma family seems to exist in a vacuum of stability and love. 

It wasn’t that Shigure knew instantly that Tohru was kind and loving and thoughtful, if anything, his read on her was “completely normal, albeit strange, teenage girl who obviously has a rough life”. But she was normal, she was from outside the Sohmas, and he knew that was enough. No one in the family was stepping up to change the status quo and how stifling and abusive it was, so he did it himself. 

He did it because he loved Akito. 

Not because he felt bad for himself, or Hatori, or any of the others, but merely because he loved her to the point of manipulation. It backfired in his face, because he got a big ol’ dose of “loving and respecting” juice from Tohru, but he still got the end he wanted. 

What I mean to say is best summarized in  chapter 123: 

“It would be nice to live in a kind world, without any troubles, without any fear, without hurting anybody, without ever being hurt, only doing the right thing. I wish I could reach this kind world by the shortest path possible. … “That’s wrong”, or “that’s stupid”: If it’s someone else’s life it’s so easy to make such irresponsible comments. ...It would be great, but it doesn’t exist. … Little by little, walking one step at a time, is all you can do.” 

We get to experience the roughest part of the path with Akito and Shigure, we got to watch them be terrible people who were lonely and in want of love struggle and learn how to get up and move on. 

They tease each other, Shigure is thoughtful of the distinction between “the person Akito was raised to be” and “the person who Akito is”. He’s seen her at her messiest, and she’s seen him at his most jealous. They still chose each other, despite the hurt they caused each other, and others. They make up for it, reflect, and live a life that demonstrates that they have learned. They have friends who are thoughtful and loving and would not hesitate to drop everything and help them, lend an ear when they’re frustrated, help them not to make the same mistakes. 

And then we get to see them be wonderful, kind, thoughtful, loving parents in Furubana. 

We got to see their adorable, kind, compassionate child be friends with the children of the people Akito hurt, because everyone in the former Zodiac’s family collectively decided “never again, no”. 

Their child adores them. Shiki in Furubana #13 radiates love for Akito and Shigure the same way Mutsuki and Hajime do. 

They are genuinely good parents, even when they tease Shiki, and I think that is testament for how good they are for each other and how much they’ve changed as adults. 

I think that’s enough of a reason to ship them, don’t you?

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