The Cowardly Lion's Crush
Tamaki x Reader (Friends to Significant Others)
Platonic and Romantic
Lers! Mirio, Tamaki, Reader
Lees! Tamaki, Reader, Mirio
(A/N: Tamaki's just the lovable cowardly lion and I love him with my whole being ❤ Also, wrote this bc I'm making an X-Reader fic masterlist and wanted a total of at least 10 fics on there. Still on hiatus, but will be back on Monday! Got some big announcements to make! Hope you enjoy! ^.^ 💕)
Tamaki watched as you and Mirio talked and laughed together. ‘How is it so easy for him?’ he wondered, blushing nervously. ‘Y/N is so...amazing, and he talks to them like it’s nothing!’ He’d had the biggest crush on you since your first year, and Mirio had lovingly teased him to no end about it. But no matter how much the blonde encouraged him, Tamaki just couldn’t find the guts to speak up and show his feelings.
He blushed even more when he saw Mirio grin mischievously and start poking you repeatedly, making you blush and giggle.
“Mihihihirio! Stahahahap ihihihit!” you giggled, then caught Tamaki’s gaze as you squirmed away from the tickles. “Ehehehe! Hey Tamaki!”
Mirio brightened. “Suneater!” he called. “Come over here!”
The shy boy anxiously walked up, shoulders hunched and face dusted with pink.
“Hi g-guys…” he muttered.
“Hey Tamaki!” you greeted him, unfazed by his anxiety. “You down for a movie night at my place tonight?” you asked. “Mom’s out of town for the weekend, and I’ve got a pass for an overnight stay! Perks of being a third year, am I right?”
Tamaki nodded. “Uh...sure,” he agreed.
Mirio pumped a fist in the air. “Aw yeah!” he said.
You beamed and then checked your watch. “Alright, sounds like a plan! I’ll text you guys later!”
Mirio waved. “See you later!”
“Bye…” Tamaki mumbled.
The blonde turned to his best friend, concerned. “Alright man,” he said. “What’s going on?”
Tamaki blushed. “I c-can’t just say it!” he protested. “At least...not here.”
“Ah. Let’s go for a walk then.”
The air was light with a cool breeze, sending cherry blossom petals dancing through the air. Being out in nature and away from people always helped Tamaki calm down.
“It’s not fair…” he admitted as they sat down on a bench that was built around the base of a tree. “I’ve liked Y/N for...forever, and you...it’s so easy for you,” he said.
“Everything! B-being with them, making them laugh...everything.”
Mirio put a hand on his back comfortingly. “I’m sorry you’re having a hard time with this,” he said. “Honestly, I really think Y/N will love you back if you tell them. They’ll be extremely flattered at least.”
“But if they don’t reciprocate my feelings...I’ll make it weird and ruin everything.”
“You know them! It’s really hard to weird them out or make them feel awkward.”
“I know...I’m so jealous.”
Mirio chuckled. “Hey, why don’t you try again?” he suggested.
His friend hung his head, his dark hair covering his eyes. “What’s the point?” he asked.
“What do you have to lose?” Mirio countered.
“Ahahahaha! You lose your dignity at the drop of a hat!”
Tamaki blushed terribly and hid his face in his hands for a moment before shooting a withering glare at his best friend. “You’re so mean,” he grumbled. “So mean. Terrible.”
Mirio calmed his laughter and wrapped his friend up in a hug. “I’m sorry,” he said, the amusement still very evident in his voice, as if he’d start laughing again any second. “But it is true.”
“Hey now, you know I didn’t mean anything by it.”
Tamaki refused to look at him. Mirio smirked and scribbled a hand up his side, making him flinch violently, a wobbly closed mouth smile on his face.
“Yes?” the blonde asked, starting to tickle him but making sure to be gentle.
His best friend snorted and began to giggle, his face lighting up and the scowl nowhere to be seen.
“You gonna stop being a grouch?”
“You gonna ask Y/N out? Make a move? Confess your feelings?”
“Nohohohohoho! I cahahahan’t do all of thahahahat!”
“Okay, just one thing then! You gonna confess your feelings to Y/N?”
“Ahahahahahahaha! Fihihihine fine! I’ll try agahahahain!”
“Good!” Mirio said, stopping and pulling him into another hug.
Tamaki, who was still giggling and had a cute tickle-induced smile on his face, buried his head in his friend’s shoulder. “Ehehehehe! You’re the b-best…” he said quietly.
Mirio smiled. “So are you. I love ya buddy.”
“Love you too.”
Tamaki spent the rest of the school day trying hard to focus on his classes, but he found it extremely hard to do so. He was so occupied with trying to figure out how to confess his feelings to you, how to say it, when he would say it, where he would say it, etc. He was trying to plan every detail and examine all of the possibilities and guess your reaction, trying to avoid rejection as best as he could. Though deep down he knew you wouldn’t really reject him, he knew he was being unreasonably anxious about it, but he couldn’t help it. And before he was ready, he and Mirio were knocking on the door to your mom’s apartment.
“Hey guys!” you greeted them, letting them in. “Come on in!”
“Ooh, cozy!” Mirio remarked, seeing the cutely decorated living room. “Haven’t been here in a while!”
“Haha, yeah. You guys should come over when mom’s home sometime soon. She said she misses the both of you, and also says hi,” you said. “Oh, and Tamaki! Guess what?”
“What?” he asked.
“Before she left, my mom made a batch of your favorite cookies! Here, have some!”
Tamaki helped himself to a cookie from the tupperware you offered him. He took a bite and smiled a little. “Your mom is the best, Y/N.”
“Ditto!” Mirio echoed, mouth full.
You giggled. “Yeah, she’s pretty great. I’ve got some popcorn going and we’ve got all the streaming services. You guys pick a movie while I get the popcorn!” you called as you went into the kitchen.
You came out into the living room a moment later with the classic american movie, The Little Princess, playing on the TV.
“Oh, score!” you cheered. “I love this movie!”
Tamaki smiled a little at that. He’d picked it for that specific reason.
The three of you laughed, cried, and enjoyed the movie immensely.
“Aw man, we’re outta popcorn,” Mirio said. “Imma go make some more! Be right back!” He hopped off the couch and grabbed the now-empty bowl, then whispered, “Go get ‘em, tiger!” in Tamaki’s ear as he left.
Tamaki blushed, thankful you’d been distracted.
“So, what do you wanna watch next?” you asked, turning to him. You frowned. “Tamaki? You okay?” you asked worriedly. “You look nervous. Like, more nervous than usual. Are you feeling alright? Too many cookies?” you asked.
He smiled a little at your concern. “You’re such a mother hen,” he teased, as he was known to do on rare occasions with his closest friends. “Almost as bad as Mirio.”
You laughed, your face lighting up and your smile a mile wide. Tamaki was extremely grateful that he was sitting down because he would have gone weak at the knees otherwise.
“Anyways, I’m fine,” he continued, grasping onto the tiny thread of courage he got when he saw Mirio giving him an excited double thumbs up from the kitchen. “I just wanted to tell you something!” he said, suddenly pushing you back onto the couch and tickling your torso in earnest. ‘Well, if they’re laughing, they can’t reject me, right? At least it’ll lighten the situation and make it less painful if they do! Besides, it always works for Mirio!’
You immediately burst into surprised giggles. ‘The shy guy I’ve been crushing on since our first year is tickling me? Who are you and what have you done with Tamaki?’ you wondered.
Tamaki blushed a little, but instead of feeling shy, he felt empowered. He felt strong and happy, extremely excited to be the one to cause you such joy. ‘Finally! I’m the one to make you laugh! Not Mirio!’ he thought, getting bolder with his tickles.
“Ahahahahahahaha!” you giggled and squirmed on the couch as his nimble fingers tickled your sides and your stomach, and even the bottom of your ribs at one point. “Whahahahat dihihihid you want to tehehehehell mehehehe?” you asked, mildly curious.
Tamaki just smiled and started kneading where your sides met ribs, and in response you arched your back and cackled. He knew it was your worst spot as he’d seen Mirio and Nejire target there quite a few times when you were in a foul mood.
Time seemed to slow.
Your laughter echoed through the room and made his heart soar, his heartbeat echoing in his ears. Your blushing face, your adorable smile, your sparkling eyes almost completely shut but not quite, your dimples, your hair, your eyes, your nose, your everything. Everything about you was attractive, but in that one moment he fell in love with you all over again...and then he did something even he was surprised by.
He leaned down and kissed you, slowing down to lightly tickling you as your lips met. You laughed into the kiss, surprised, then kissed back. It only lasted for a moment, then he pulled away and stopped tickling you.
“Earlier you asked me what I wanted to tell you,” he said, his stutter gone and his voice suddenly confident. “And I wanted to tell you that...I like you, Y/N. I like you, like you.”
You stared up at him, surprised. You giggled breathlessly from the phantom tickles and breathlessly asked, “Really?”
You sat up and cupped his face gently. “I like you, like you too,” you said, smiling at the silly phrasing. “I have since our first year.”
“Really?” he asked quietly, his eyes glazing over. “Me too.”
You smiled and pulled him in for a tender kiss.
Unbeknownst to the both of you, Mirio had been facetiming Nejire as Tamaki had been tickling you. But then once you kissed him back, they couldn’t keep their excitement any longer. Nejire’s excited squeal interrupted your kiss, and Tamaki buried his face in your shoulder in embarrassment. You blushed and hugged him tightly, both annoyed at your stupid friends and amused because their excited reaction was pretty endearing.
You were about to tell them off, when an idea suddenly popped into your head. You smirked and whispered something in Tamaki’s ear. He sat up and smirked back at you, nodding in agreement. Now that he was secure in the fact that you returned his feelings, he felt on top of the world. He didn’t have any problem at all helping you tickle the heck out of Mirio.
“GAHAHAHAHAHAHA! GUYS! AHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE! I’M SAHAHAHAHAHAREHEHEHEHEHE!” Mirio cackled as you both tickled his tummy relentlessly. “NEJIREHEHEHEHE! HEHEHEHEHELP MEHEHEHEHEHE!”
Nejire, who was still on facetime, laughed. “Sorry! I’d rather live, thanks!”
“Just you wait, Nejire!” you managed to say over your ticklish friend’s loud laughter. “I’ll get you the text time we see you!”
“Yeah!” Tamaki agreed. “And I will too! We’ll both get you!”
“Tamaki the tickle monster?!?!” Nejire shrieked, both amused and a little nervous. “Y/N, what have you done to him?!?!” she asked. “Okay, I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Just don’t tickle mehehehe!” she giggled. “Sorry Mirio, but you’re on your own!” she said, then hung up.
“NOHOHOHO FAHAHAHAIR!” Mirio cackled as you kneaded his side. “YOU GOTTA GEHEHEHEHET HER TOO! EEEAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Oh don’t worry,” you assured him, scratching his belly like he was a golden retriever and drawing the sweetest giggles out of him. “We will,” you said.
Tamaki laughed, then leaned over and kissed you briefly.
You smiled back at him, then you both turned back to your friend and started easing up on the tickles, eventually ending in a group hug a few minutes later.
The night ended with Tamaki’s arm around your shoulder as you two sleepily watched the last movie. Mirio had dozed off and was now laying across both of your laps, his head on Tamaki’s lap. You smiled as you watched him tenderly run his fingers through his friend’s hair. He was so sweet. You couldn’t help giving him a kiss on the cheek. He gave you the most adorable shy smile in return and you settled back down, leaning against him. You couldn’t be more content if you’d tried, and quite frankly, neither could he.
73 notes · View notes
BY THE NIGHTLIGHT ☁︎ mirio togata
GENRE ➺ fluff
AUTHOR'S NOTE ➺ my brain can't think rn so it might be too cheesy :>
Mirio had been selfless since day one. At least, from your perspective.
Being acquaintances for as long as you have, you picked up on the very few times he was selfish. Such as when matters concerned food or the last cold soda in the cooler. And on rare, heart-fluttering occasions, you. There weren’t many moments he’d steal away from the light, so you were more than thankful he was comfortable enough to dive into the abyss with you. The abyss being self-deprecating jokes, light shoves in the corridor, and skipping class on days your mind didn’t let you rest.
Mirio Togata was the person you never knew you needed but now can’t imagine living without. He was all that. And you couldn’t even understand what you were. Friends? Dating? The arbitrary line in-between?
Whatever it was, you were contented with now. You had plenty of life to live and you hoped he did too. Praying it would be spent together.
Your head bobbed, jutting forward when your eyes shut and your consciousness slipped. Sitting straight up as soon as the shock of almost falling asleep woke you, your hands gripped the seat of your chair. Eyes instinctively traversing the room to recall where you had been.
All but one corner of the room was basked in shadows. That lit corner illuminated homely yellow wallpaper, a plethora of scattered toys, and the silhouette of Mirio holding Eri in his arms. The younger girl’s head lulled on his shoulder, eyes closed with light snored leaving her lips. Mirio, on the other hand, swayed side to side. Still humming an incoherent tune, unaware that Eri had fallen asleep already.
For a moment, the idea of a family with Mirio crossed your mind. As soon as the thought came, it was gone. And you shook your head. You expressed your distaste for having kids so the idea must’ve been a fleeting one — a random one. Not an aspiration. Yes.
“Hey there, beautiful.” Your attention turned to Mirio. Cartoonesque eyes looking at you with unexpected warmth, only warmer with the reflection of Eri’s nightlight in his eyes.
“Hi, handsome.” You replied smilingly. Getting up from your seat and stretching to hear the satisfying pop in your joints. “Eri’s asleep.” You informed, holding your arms out. Offering to take her and tuck her into bed.
An offer he silently rejected by turning his body away from yours. A childish “no” making your grin grow wider. “Come over here though.” With his free hand, he waved at you in a come hither motion. Eri expertly balanced in his grip.
“What for?” You approached anyway. Arm outstretching to slip into his. Palm to palm, he pulled you closer till he could rest his head on yours. Arm curling around your waist.
“Just wanted a hug.”
You were still for a beat, then your arms wrapped around him. Careful of Eri, still. Your fingers wound themselves into his hair. Massaging the crown of his head and placing a voluntary kiss on his cheek. “You’re such a big baby.”
“I want one.”
Your brows furrowed, letting out a hum in question.
Your arms fell to his shoulders when he raised his head, now eye to eye with an uncharacteristically serious look on his face. “Can I tell you something?”
You nodded. “Always.”
“I want to be selfish.” He revealed. His admittance making him feel guilty. A promise to save millions — and some part of him wanted to be selfish. “Sometimes, I just want to run away.”
“It’s like that sometimes,” you tried to assure. Placing your hand on his cheek. His first instinct was to lean into it. “But you’re strong. I know you are. And you’re going to help so many people . . . save so many people . . .”
“I want to run away with you,” he added, turning you mute. “I didn’t know life like this — at home without a worry — would be so much more . . . inviting. We don’t have to worry about losing the other. Maybe we’ll have enough time to make a grocery list together. Maybe even get a dog? It’s so much nicer like this . . .”
“But you still want to save people . . .” you interjected. He nodded. “Then I love you too much to take that away from you.” Hearing yourself felt like being doused in cold water, by the time you realized you’d dropped the L, it was too late. So you watched his eyes turn a shade brighter despite the darkness of the room — and you let your mouth run to avoid the inevitable discussion on where your relationship stood. “Your dream was to save millions as Lemillion, all I did was come in at a later date. I’ll wait. We’ll both wait until the world is kind enough for us to settle down properly. Promise. Until then, go be the hero you’d always wanted to be.”
A sniff had pulled you back to reality, your eyes turning into saucers the moment you realized his was pricked with tears. “Mirio? I’m so sorry if I said something out of line! I was caught in the moment and-”
“Stop rambling for a moment,” He chucked, using the back of his sleeve to wipe at his eyes. A dusting of rose being left beneath the creases of his eyes. “I love you too.”
⚘ SEPTEMBER PROMPT LIST DAY 15: NIGHTLIGHT ˎˊ˗
⌠ @dahliaroseanne 2021 ⌡
41 notes · View notes