#nahoya angst

[benkeibear]

☰ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬

⧫ Characters: Mikey, Draken, Nahoya

꒰ ͜͡➸ Forgiveness | ꒰ ͜͡➸ Taiju/Hanma/Kazutora | ꒰ ͜͡➸ Ran/Rindou/Sanzu

⧫ Reader: genderneutral

⧫ Wordcount: 2.1k

⧫ Summary: They have sworn to never hurt you - but during an arguement they lose their temper and their hand slips, slapping you across the face.

⧫ WARNINGS: reader getting hit, mentions of abuse, getting called slut and bitch

⧫ A/n: finally a new part to the series. The apology part will be up soon then!

☰ Mikey:

Being married to Mikey was never easy but that's what made it worth it - Nothing beautiful comes easy after all. The first time you met Mikey was way back in your childhood, harboring a crush for him since the moment your eyes met for the first time and a stupid childhood crush turned into more eventually, the feeling mutual. Of course you knew about his dark episodes, but it didn’t bother you much, accepting this side to him as it wasn’t his fault. You were also one of the very few people who can help him snap out of it - but dark impulses or not, Mikey would never lay a hand on you, that’s what he promised. He would much rather cut his own hands off if that's what’s necessary to keep you close to him.

He adored the way you always took care of him, packing him some lunch here and there or simply letting him a bath in when he got home all exhausted. He never needed to say anything it was as if you knew already what was needed and he tried to give you back as much as he could in his own way. Lately however it started to irritate him. The reason was unknown to him but the stress from leading Bonten became too much and no amount of your love could fix this - quite the opposite actually, your love suffocated him.

Of course you got more loving the more stressed he got, trying to make his life easier with taking care of more and more things, even going as far as coming to his office to bring him his favorite lunch or to relieve him of stress in other ways and he usually never minded, even enjoying it when you sat on his lap during meetings. But this time it was different as you opened the door, entering with a timid smile when the men turned their attention to the door opened much to Mikey’s dismay. „What are you doing here?“ he asked annoyed, not even looking at you.

Taken aback by his cold behavior you sighed „I brough lunch for everyone“ you mumbled, your own voice betraying you. Ran started chuckling „aren’t you a sweet one, bringing your husband food like he’s a little child“ he joked, the room erupting in laughs and giggles. As you looked around the room, everyone was laughing or at least smiling - everyone but Mikey who stood up and made his way to where you were standing, holding onto your wrist harshly before dragging you towards the door but you stopped him. „Let go of me“ you spat, trying to free your wrist and he only tightened his hold. „Leave“ he growled, looking you dead in the eyes with no love to spare which made you nod out of fear. „I- i just thought we could spend some time together“ you whispered, feeling your lip starting to quiver which he ignored. Instead Mikey made his way over to the bag you sat onto the table, throwing your homemade food into the trashcan „why do you think I’m rarely home lately, hm? I don’t have the nerve to spend time with you or eat the shit you call food“ he said monotone, everyone falling silent as the scene unfolds in front of them.

It was embarrassing, the way he spoke to you like this in front of everyone and you felt a hot tear sliding down your cheek. „Why did you marry me if it’s so horrible?“ you asked, raising your voice in desperation and he walked over to you again, eyes empty. „I don’t know what I was thinking either. Leave“ he spat, pushing you towards the door but you refused to move, instead you took your ring off, letting it drop to the ground. This action woke him up and he stared at the round object on the floor „fine. Now you’re just another slut I fucked“ he mumbled, your sob that followed clearly irritating him.

All you could see was how his hand raised, connecting with your face in a harsh slap which echoed through the silent room „SHUT UP“ he screamed, not wanting to hear you cry but before he could realize what happened you were already out of the room, Sanzu running after you in utter shock. Mikey went into a fit of rage, throwing everyone out of the room before he completely trashed it - finally breaking down himself as he repeatedly slammed his head onto the floor. He hit you. The realization finally sunk in and he despised himself for it. How could he have done this to the only person who ever truly loved him? The only person that stuck around despite his flaws… you only meant well and he ruined it.

☰ Nahoya:

Before you even got together with the always smiling Kawata you were well aware that he’s a big flirt, relentlessly flirting his way into your heart every time you came to eat at their Restaurant. When you couldn’t take the back and forth flirting between the two of you anymore, you finally agreed on one single date with him just so he would stop… one date turned into many more, falling for the man behind the playful banter. The day you got together he promised, he even swore that he will be loyal, you own his heart and he doesn’t want anyone else because he has the best partner right at his side.

And he was loyal, that much can you say but he was still flirting with every living being. Sure you trusted him not to go further than simple flirting but it was l painful to witness, especially when this woman was all over him, going as far as running her hands over his abs, dangerously close to his crotch. You couldn’t even blame her, he was handsome after all but he made no effort to stop her wandering fingers, enjoying the attention even. When he whispered something in her ear which made her giggle you had enough, stormin off to the kitchen where a clueless Souya became the victim of your little anger fit, trying to reassure you that his brother would never cheat on you, but still it’s not okay that he didn’t stop her. Please don’t make him choose a side, he loves you both so much.

The rest of the day you avoided your boyfriend like the plague, having enough of his „harmless flirting“ since he didn’t even care about how it affected you. Only inside the walls of your home you looked for a conversation, not wanting to go to bed angry. „Hoya… we need to talk“ you mumbled softly, almost scared and his eye twitched ever so slightly at your tone. „If it’s about your little Tantrum, leave it. I don’t want to hear it“ he said serious, turning his attention back to the game he was currently playing. With a sigh you sat down next to him, wanting to rest your head on his shoulder but he shrugged you off, clearly upset with you which made you angry. „You have no right to be angry with me! She was touching you all over and you even enjoyed it instead of stopping her“ you raised your voice, frustrated by his childish behavior. You could see from the corner of his eyes that his smile slowly faded „can you stop being such a jealous bitch? It’s not like I fucked her or anything“ he raised his voice as well now, scaring you further but you had to stand your ground. His game was lost by now since his attention was on you now, waiting for you to cave in and agree or to say something, anything. „I know you didn’t but it hurts to see you like that. You’re my boyfriend and I love you after all“ you mumbled, voice barely above a whisper.

A chuckle escaped him „I can go to bed with whoever I please“ he said cold, annoyed by how clingy you were being and his words stung like a knife. Your head snapped up to look at him, face becoming emotionless „Fine. With everyone except for me. It’s over“ you said calmly but he mistook your calm behavior as an invitation to fight, his hand coming down on your cheek with so much force your whole head was throbbing.

Now it was his turn to be concerned, eyes wide open as his hand reached out for you, never quite touching you as you backed away from him, face full of betrayal as you nodded. „It’s over Nahoya Kawata“ you whispered as the tears started to fall, leaving his place as fast as you could and he let you leave, too shocked by his own actions… this was never supposed to happen, he was supposed to love you, touch you gently and instead he broke your heart and raised his hand.

☰ Draken:

Draken always treated you like a princess, supporting you in everything and protecting you from the less nice things in life. His hands would always cup your cheeks with utmost care, as if you would crumble and fall apart if he isn’t that gentle. He might be tall and intimidating to some but to you he was a teddy bear, a gentle giant, he was your Ken. You came into his life when he thought that he could never love again after losing Emma, only to show him that he can love you and still value what he had with Emma.

Perhaps it was the way that you understood what he was going through, not forcing him to anything, instead being a good friend and encouraging him that it’s okay to go out again and date other person - but the supportive friendship ended with a confession from his side, that he doesn’t want just anyone, he wants you. You, who told him it’s okay to still love the woman he lost, she was ripped away from him in a cruel way, knowing that he would still be with her now if that wouldn’t have been the case. You, who understood the pain the grief brought along or the way he still misses her, the way he refuses to let go of her memory.

Filling this void inside of his heart would never work and both of you knew it so you never tried to replace her, instead you encouraged him to not forget her and for that he loved you, you never had to try to be her to gain his love, he loved you simply because you were you.

However all relationships have their rough patches and so did yours when he tried to make you compete with his passed lover, letting you know that she was better in some things and when her name slipped from his lips during some intimate times you drew the line. You became distant right after the incident, leaving him clueless as he didn’t even realize what has happened.

„Emma would have talked to me“ he said frustrated as you avoided to even look at him and something in you snapped. „I can’t take it anymore Ken. Emma Emma Emma. That’s all you said for weeks! I know you loved her and that it’s not easy but you need to stop comparing me to her“ you raised your voice in desperation, hot tears threatening to spill but he wasn’t phased, too caught up in his own head to realize what he’s doing. „Apparently you don’t understand. Emma would have never talked to me this way!“ he raised his voice now too to match yours and you sighed.

„Ken. I am not Emma. I am a different person. Emma is dead so stop comparing me to her, SHE IS DEAD“ You didn’t intend to scream the last part but your frustration took the best of You. What you didn’t expect was to feel the palm of his usually so loving hand connecting to your cheek with a harsh slap, immediately taking a step back he looked at you and his hand in horror.

„Shit i- I didn’t mean to… fuck“ he whispered, shocked by his own actions and the way you were sobbing broke his heart but he couldn’t reach out for you, too scared you would flinch away from him in fear - he never meant to hurt you. „It’s okay Ken. I‘m sorry I wasn’t enough“ you sniffled and slid past him, needing to leave, unable to handle the fact that the man you loved so dearly, the man who put all the stars in the sky for you just hit you.

Networks: @tokyometronetwork

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[highpri3stess]

Heyo! It’s Pudding! I was wondering if you would wanted to write a Nahoya (Smiley) request. It doesn’t matter what prompt, I was just wondering if you could write about smiley.

This is optional too, so you don’t have to take this request. <3

Hate me like you Love me - Nahoya 'Smiley' Kawata x f!Reader

Pairing: Nahoya 'Smiley' Kawata x Reader

Warning: Frenemies to lovers, nsfw, angst with happy ending, mean smiley, mention of violence, cheating (not reader or smiley), fingering (f. recieving), car sex.

Monica's notes: he may be ranked as one of the worst boyfriend, but that doesn't reduce his quality as boyfriend material. Reblogs and comments are appreciated. Follow for more ♡ edit: tumblr has decided to be weird again. Sigh.

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Minors and ageless/blank blogs, dni

YOU should have known better than to crash  with Nahoya after you broke up with your boyfriend.

There was no one else really, Yuzuha had gone out with Takemichi and Hinata to a movie and she wasn't going to be back until tomorrow morning. Hakkai was out of the question, knowing him and his lack of restraint, he'd go to your boyfriend's house and beat him within an inch of his life if he found out that the asshole had cheated on you. Emma wasn't picking your calls either, so you couldn't just show up at her apartment unannouced.

So when Souya had suggested Nahoya come pick you up instead; since he was out of town, you had no choice but to agree. You hoped that your lack of intimacy with the peach haired man would allow him some form of neutrality when he comes to pick you up from your ex. The two of you were always at each others throats, Nahoya being the instigator and you getting annoyed with his antics. He'd probably laugh at your bad luck with men on the ride home, nothing more.

You were so wrong because the second he stepped into your house and saw your exboyfriend uncaringly sitting on the couch as you stood by the door with your boxes, all hell broke loose.

If you hadn't yelled at him with his full name, he would have killed your exboyfriend.

You avoid speaking to him on the car ride home, you're too angry to even speak to him. With that dumb shiteating grin plastered on his lips, you could have been fooled that he wasn't mad either, if not for the way his busted knuckles tightened on the wheel.

"You know," he says after a long silence that had since persisted at the start of the journey. "you should be thanking me for doing you a favour."

The smugness in his tone is infuriating. The same tone he's had since you both were kids whenever he would beat up anyone that said something bad about you, even though he was just as mean as the other kids, if not more mean. You keep your lips sealed tight, replying him would just show that he's managed to get under your skin yet again and you couldn't give him that sort of satisfaction.

"So you're ignoring me huh?" Nahoya laughed, clearly pissed that you weren't arguing with him like previous times. Aggravating you is the only dynamic he knows that would get your attention on him alone, as selfish as it sounded and even that didn't work this time around. "Is it because I beat up that fucker? Do you still like him or what? What did you even see in that guy anyways-"

" 'm not in the mood, you prick. Just shut up and drive."

From the corner of your eye, you can see his lips twitch in annoyance. "Don't tell me to shut up." He always hated those words coming from your mouth, it sounded like nails scratching a blackboard to his ears. He liked talking to you even though you fight every time and you not wanting to listen to him made him angry. "You're in MY car, I get to say whatever the fuck I want and you don't get to bitch about it."

"Smiley, stop-"

"In fact, maybe you had this coming-

"STOP, STOP, STO-"

"Always dating shitbags that don't value ya one bit when there are guys out here that'll die for ya!"

"YEAH? AND WHO ARE THE GUYS, HUH?" Your voice is almost glass shattering, accompanied by you slamming your hand on the car door to drive your point across. "WHO AND WHERE ARE THEY? WHERE WERE THESE GUYS THAT'LL DIE FOR ME WHEN I HAD TO ENDURE A WHOLE FUCKING MONTH WITH MY FUCKING EX IN THE SAME HOUSE, SEEING THAT BITCH HE CHEATED ON ME WITH EVERYDAY AND HEARING THEM FUC-"

The car swerves around half-hazardly into a darkened alley with a loud 'screech' and you jolt forward as Nahoya steps on the brake a bit too hard and causing the car to jerk harshly. Your mouth is already moving as you catch your breath, screaming at him again. "Nahoya, are you fucking insane-"

"RIGHT HERE! I AM RIGHT HERE FOR GOD'S SAKE! I'VE ALWAYS BEEN HERE!"

You stop talking the moment the words left his mouth, but now he's fed up as well and he starts yelling out his confessions. "You just hated me for some reason so I messed around with you so that you could …" he runs his hands through his peach coloured locks with a pained smile etched on his face.

You could practically feel your heart drop down your chest as he continues saying his truth. "... you could at least talk t'me somehow. You can't leave my fucking head; I've always had dreams about holding your hand, about you smiling at me and rubbin' my head like you do for Souya, about us kissing, about us…"

His breath hitches in his throat as the memories of his lewd fantasies about you flash before his very eyes.

"About us fucking, especially with that pissed off face of yours-"

Your body grows hot at that confession and instinctively, you unconsciously rub your thighs together at the thought. There's a feeling of guilt bubbling up in your chest as he confesses his feelings; you know deep down that despite him being so annoying majority of the time, he tried to be kind to you in his own way.

There where times you took his jokes way too seriously and push him away when you felt that he was getting too close. You knew you were trying to avoid your presistent feelings for him because you were scared of him using your heart and throwing it in your face. Nahoya is unmistakenably mean sometimes and you didn't want him laughing at your dumb confessions.

"That's why I just had to beat up that piece of shit for breaking ya heart." He managed to confess, letting go of everything on his chest. "You looked s'sad and heart broken, how was I supposed to not rearrange his stupid face with my fists?"

The car goes silent after that and you let his words properly sink in. A doubtful part of your heart always told you that you were much too reserved, quiet for the wild Nahoya Kawata, the crazy boy who could brutally beat up someone if they as much as looked at you wrong, even though he knows you would yell at him while cleaning his wounds. But now, seeing his distaught smile, the way he gripped the steering wheel with his busted knuckles and his jaw clenched, you knew there was no holding back anymore.

"Just forget I said any-"

"Kiss me."

Nahoya has to do a double take, opening his eyes wide to stare at you as if you had grown a second head. He can see a wild, hungry look in your eyes, almost primal, something he could never associate with you before this time, because no matter how loud you yelled, you weren't ever violent or harsh as he was.

Seeing you like this? Desperate? Angry? Horny? A mixture of all three? It's enough to drive him crazy.

"Can't you hear me? I said kiss m- mmph"

His lips crash onto yours with frevour, teeth clanking against each other as he kisses you, deeply, his tongue wrestling with yours in a battle of dominance that you've lost automatically. A gutteral groan vibrates into your throat as he grabs your the back of your head and pushes you closer to him. His kisses are overwhelming, even when he pulls away briefly to breathe hotly against your skin and then continues kissing you, you still feel out of breath.

He pulls away from your lips and moves to the space between your jaw and your neck, trailing messy kisses down your jawline to the slope of your neck, teeth grazing every inch of skin he could put his mouth on. One hand of yours finds refuge in his hair, digging into it and the other grabs his free hand, placing it in between your inner thighs, fingertips grazing the wet patch that had formed over your panties.

You knows it's public, anyone could practically catch you both if they happen to get curious about the bumper of his red corolla sticking out of the alleyway he parked in. Normally, you would never even agree to something so indecent but with confidence as your drug, you decide to step out your comfort zone.

"Please, touch me down there."

You can feel him smile against your neck, before using a lone finger to trail down your clothed slit, making you shiver. Everything happens so fast, you feel him slide into your panties and his thumb skillfully rubs tight circles over your clit, making you pant heavily, eyes shut from the pleasure building up. Slowly his forefinger nudges into your wet pussy, sliding in better with your arousal coating your entrance.

The burn from the stretch isn't too bad, and soon, you find yourself clenching around his finger as he toys with your clit, moans of pleasure escaping your plump lips.

"Hear that?" His mouth is next to the shell of your ear and his eyes are fixated onto the dazed look all over your face as he fingered you. The sound of squelching made by his thick fingers thrusting into you fast, hitting the right places at a rhythmn, is beyond obscene that if you could hide your face in your palms, you would. "That's how good you're taking this finger. You like that huh? Me putting my finger into this pussy of yours?"

You nod vigorously nod, words betraying you as he thrusted even faster into you. The coil in your stomach was too tight to keep it any longer, you can feel the rough pads of his fingers rubbing your clit to the point your vision gets hazy. You feel like your body's floating, Nahoya's dirty words and quick, deep thrusts has you tettering on the edge

"Oh 'hoya, oh hoya ah hah ah" Your body tenses up the moment he starts curling his fingers on your g-spot and your voice gets louder and louder. "Think 'm about to cum-"  you breathe out, laboured, dizzy with pkeasure.

"Go ahead, make a fuckin' mess on my fingers."

Your hand tightens around his curly hair and your pussy throbs against his fingers, riding out your high. Nahoya's lips meet yours in an open mouthed kiss, swallowing every of your moans in his mouth as he guides you through your orgasm, until your legs stop trembling and your body relaxes completely. You watch as he pulls his finger out of you with a smug grin plastered on his face, strings of cum connecting his fingers to your puffy lips. Nahoya is entranced - it's a dream come true that he could have you like this at the very least of it, even though it's just sex.

Without giving it much of a thought, he slides his soiled finger into his mouth, tasting your juices on his tongue and humming pleasure. You don't want to give him the satisfaction that your body felt so hot at the sight, so you turn your head and mutter "Nasty 'hoya" under your breath.

He pulls his finger out with a loud 'pop and grins at you again. Your heart races faster the moment he restarts the engine and starts recklessly driving out of the alleyway, despite the raging boner straining his jeans and a wet dot forming on the crotch of his pants.

"Wait I haven't gotten you off ye-"

"You calling me nasty?" He cuts you short in a challenging tone, driving so dangerously close to the speed limit. Your thighs clench against each other at the sight of his tense smile, still focused on the road ahead. The blood in both your veins is hot with lust and passion, ignorant of whatever discussion you two should have had before doing anything together. What's the need of the discussion anyways? You're going to be his and anyone who tries to question it would get their ass handed to them.

"Wait till we get to my place and I'll show you how nasty I can be. You won't be walking tomorrow when I'm done with you."

[taeyamayang]

plot roulette!

ship: ranhoya (ran haitani and smiley kawata)

7, 42, and 4

thank you in advance and i hope you enjoy writing

a/n: thank you for joining the event! this is my first time writing for ranhoya so i hope i gave them both justice through this drabble 😩

• ran haitani x smiley kawata; slow burn enemies to lovers, eventual mutual pining, abrupt time skip to established relationship (if dont do it, this will end up in a full-length one shot lol), aged up

• "Their friends dare them to kiss a stranger at midnight and they are just tipsy enough to actually do it."

• major character death

warning: drinking, A LOT of cursing, barely edited 🤡

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it's midnight.

druken-hazy vision, alcohol reeking breaths, and a cheering crowd. ran cannot tell time at his current state but the loud explosion of fireworks coloring the grey sky lets him know that another year has passed.

yet, he's drunk again.

fuck the auspicious aunties who advise people on welcoming a new year with a healthy state of mind as to attract luck and good health. his life can not get any better. he's stuck in an abyss, a loop he cannot get out of. he's meant to live a dull life.

"ran." the boy next to him elbows him. he sits with his body leaning forward, eyes searching for his. ran blinks to adjust his blurry vision and brows furrowing in the process. when he catches a familiar sight, a lazy smile tugs on his mouth.

"ah, rin." ran slaps his brother's back as a greeting as he lets out an airy breath.

their peers begin to settle back in their seats after watching the fireworks by the window at the old bar they arr staying at. customers come from different underprivileged communities and many of them are members of various gangs in Tokyo and nearby cities. hence, it's no surprise when they stumble upon enemies and associates.

"let's do another round." a female, whose name he cannot recall, from the group declares.

rin nudges his brother as a way to ask if he wants to be included in the next round. nonetheless, ran nonchalantly nods at his brother, waving a hand in the air as if saying, "whatever you want."

the stupid teenage game is the least of his problem. if he fails to do the dare, he doesn't mind taking a shot. he's taken countless shots tonight so what's another few before he knocks out?

the bottle spins at the center table where everyone sits around. ran tries to focus on the bottle but his own vision spins by the look of it. hence, he shakes his head off in an attempt to reset his eyes and before he could dart his focus back to the bottle everyone begins to cheer.

"ranny boooy it's your turn."

"can you do it? you look fucking wasted, bro."

"you'll die of liver failure before the year ends."

"truth or dare?"

he can't refute the comments thrown at him as the alcohol in his veins get the best of him. fuck this stupid game and fuck new year celebration, ran curses under his breath as he keeps his head low.

once lifts his heavy chin up, he spits. "dare."

a series of ooh's and remarks on how brave he is for choosing dare despite his unruly state clatters within the circle but ran did not pay attention any of it.

"kiss a stranger." someone from the circle says.

of course, it has to be this. it is a belief that the first person you kiss on new year's day is the person you will love for the rest of your life but ran does not believe in any of those as much as the others. he has given up on love ever since he was young. his parents were not a great example and his violent peers only worsen it. love is for everyone but him.

hence, without much thought ran jolts up. he balances on his two feet before approaching the first person he laid his eyes on. unfortunately for the boy sitting on a stool by the bar counter he is ran's apple of the eye for tonight.

ran taps the boy's shoulder and the latter whips his head at the gesture. to his surprise, the boy appears to have a young face but their age may not be too far from each other. he holds a smile that charms people in, an aura he could never have. it's enchanting in a way to see a person with no traces of a hard life is seen at this shabby place. he doesn't fit here so why is he here?

"excuse me?" he pulls him back to reality. ran pathetically blinks his eyes before him. the brief walk to the counter should have worn off at least a bit of alcohol in his system but it doesn't.

"can i kiss you?" ran says without a pause.

"what?" confused, the boy presses his brows together. he feels the warmth of his body travel to his cheeks, mortified if he had heard him right.

"i want to kiss you and i'm asking if i can." ran rolls his eyes as if annoyed that he has to repeat himself. he changes his mind, "you know what, i'll just do it."

as he was leaning in to steal a kiss from the boy, he latter's reflexes catches him off guard. a hand coils around the material covering his chest. his grip is tight and strong. ran could tell that he is not an oridinary folk. his fist might have landed a number of knockouts and this thought alone excites ran.

"i'll rip your limbs apart if you touch me." he threatens with a low voice, a tone different from when he first greeted him. albeit, the intensity between them sends sparks in ran's druken mind.

"smiley, is there something wrong?" someone asks from a distance. smiley's, as ran assumed to be the name of boy who has him on hold, face covers the intruder. all he can look at is the space between his cheek and his ear.

"nothing, mikey. i can handle it." his tone lightens but once the stranger is gone. smiley pulls ran towards him with a firm grip.

absurd as one calls it but ran finds it amusing to be threatened by a pretty-faced stranger. tempted to do what he was told not to just to witness his wrath. his tongue rolls and his teeth grits as he smiles.

no one dared to intimidate him. his reputation exceeds. he's infamous for beating people to a pulp but no one had the guts to cross his lines.

except for him.

ran chuckles to himself, tilting his head towards nahoya so that the tips of nose brushes against his skin. his breath warm from the alcohol sends shudders to the stranger.

"you're exactly my type." ran whispers in his ear before planting a chaste kiss on the side of his face.

nahoya pulls back once he felt a pair of wet lips on his skin. his arm pushes the druken man, eyes rounding and heaet pounding at the sight of a blush streak face. anger bubbles inside him as it mixes with a feeling he isn't accustomed to.

it's midnight.

hazy vision, alcohol reeking breaths, and a cheering crowd. ran cannot tell time at his current state but the loud explosion of fireworks coloring the grey sky lets him know that another year has passed.

yet, he's here again.

he should have believed the auspicious aunties who advise people on welcoming a new year with a healthy state of mind as to attract luck and good health. his life was getting better. he was pulled out from the loop he could not get out of. he was in love, human, and feeling. maybe if he welcomed the year prior in a proper way then maybe... maybe he might still be here.

if only he had listen to nahoya that one night in december then he would not have risked himself for him. everyone knew the dangers of that night, yet ran was stubborn enough to push through.

his carelessness caused him great loss.

as the crowd cheers and jumps as to welcome a new year, the trembles and wails in ran's chest reverberates in the loud room.

a year ago he was there, sitting at the bar stool by counter, a chaste kiss on his cheek and his heart on his shoulder.

he took him time for granted.

i know i could have done better but if i try to highlight the parts where they fall in love this won't be a drabble. as i mentioned earlier, this is a slow burn enemies to lovers au so a drabble won't suffice. it needs to be a full length one shot OR a chaptered fic. so, i'm sorry for cutting it short bUT HECKKKKK do i want to write more

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[cannellee]

HI-HI! I've been really enjoying your alpha! tokyo revengers fics and I was wondering if you were taking requests?

If so, could you do yandere! alpha! Kawata twins fighting over omega! reader before deciding to just share the reader? Like, the reader now has to deal with two yandere alphas who are working together.

You don't have to do it if you're too busy!! I just thought it would be a fun idea to explore and read.

TOKYO REVENGERS OMEGAVERSE ☆

yandere! alpha! kawata twins x omega! reader

tw : assault, rape attempt, curse words, possessive behaviour, isolation, sequestration, soft yanderes (sorry I made it extremely angsty for some reasons??)

my masterlist : ☆

(I feel like I didn't exactly answered your request, I still hope you'll enjoy reading it!

btw I'm trying a new format, different from my usual headcanons, I tried to make it as less boring as possible and not write anything unnecessary but I'm not sure... I would love to hear your thoughts !)

as far as you remember, it's always been the three of you. since you were little, your joyous friend group did everything together.

school hours were spent with you trying to appease their arguments, playing with them and going back home hands in hands.

as a kid, you were less aware of your surroundings and what was happening around you. you had a dynamic you were very much pleased with, smiley taking the role of your alpha, angry following meekly his brother, and you, you were their omega. they looked after you, with clumsy attempts at impressing you, growling to other kids when they were being mean.

to them it was clear since age 5, you are their omega. you never gave it too much though, at the time you simply went along with it, you growing instincts beckoning you to follow what your two alpha friends told you.

you noticed growing up that they became very dependent on you. the both of them seem to always know where you were, trying to be the first to help you carry your bags after you went grocery shopping, helping you with homework and asking questions about who hung out with today.

you liked this routine, and accepted gladly their presence. you were so close, it was only natural for them to stay close to you.

however, the older you became, the more they acted out of line. you could forgive them once or twice, but it soon became too much to bare.

their once innocent bickering, turned into a full war to see who was better suited for you. you surely hadn't expected this turn of event, angry having always went along with his brother's every words, seeing his in such a confrontation surprised you.

high school was tough. being in separated classes gave you a few hours break, but considered the interrogation which followed right after, you didn't know which was worse.

lunch period was spent in a secluded area where you gave to each their lunchbox. this was something they requested and eagerly waited every day. being able to taste their omega's cooking was a privilege they didn't take lightly!

careful though to prepare them identical, otherwise, - if one was to notice how you accidentally gave the other a bigger portion, or how you placed the sauce in a heart shape while the other couldn't witness that same attention in his- you would be met with a fight.

at first, they would verbally fight each other, cursing the other. however they recently started throwing hands, probably coming to the conclusion that it was the most effective method to assert dominance over the other.

sadly, none of these ever came to a decent end. they either would both tire the other out without any real "winner", or you would successfully stop them.

the situations really stressed you out, you didn't like them baring their teeth at each other. they're your precious friends and it makes you feel so sad to see them so hostile. whenever they went too far, unable to talk them out of their nonsense, your sent turned sour, incredibly painful to the nose, their behaviour even forcing a few whines out of you.

this would pull them of any trans they found themselves in seconds ago, stopping in their tracks to cradle you in their arms. your teary eyes and trembling lips did their job right, they hated that sight of you. how could they be the ones provoking such awful reactions out of you ? them who swore to protect and care for you.

"it's okay omega, we're so sorry"

"we didn't mean to scare you, it's over now please don't cry"

it seemed to be the only moment when they stopped to argue and instead focused on your wellbeing, their scent mixing with the other and completely showering you with their comforting pheromones.

· · ୨୧ · ·

to assume their aggressiveness doesn't go beyond their fraternal relationship would be wrong. you can't even count the number of time they teamed up to get rid of one of your poor classmates. they got too close to you, they said. you didn't like that one bit, nonetheless, you had little to no control over your entourage.

if angry or smiley considered someone to be too shady, threatening or unworthy of your time, they were quick to scare them off, no matter the irony behind their actions.

the same goes to anybody, really. they don't have to be associated with weird business to not being allowed to approach you. a male ? a friend with too much influence? someone who dares speak up about the twins' strange possessive behaviour with you ? or worst, an alpha ? all of them are nowhere near you the moment they surprise you talking to them.

a few broken ribs, a beaten up face and threats will keep them at bay from their precious omega.

by the end of the first month, everyone's heard of the rumour concerning you. and even though it's hard to confirm them, nobody's crazy enough to attempt finding out. and with the way you always smell of the two alphas' pheromones, it seems plausible.

you don't miss the worried glance thrown your way, or the hurried and panicked apologies whenever someone accidentally bumps into you.

having no one else to turn to, you spend all of your days either alone or with angry and smiley. they love it, love how you now rely on them. of course they'll give you all of their time !

they coax you into coming at their place more often, not caring if you miss a few classes. their bickering lessened, you note. but you can feel the tension in the air, whenever smiley's hand caresses you too close to your breast, angry is quick to yank it away. but they say nothing, your cries from last time being a lesson they'll never forget.

you spend a few nights there, watching movies while cuddling. you're able to find comfort in their arms, surrounded by their familiar scents.

despite how they tend to go overboard when it comes to you, you've never once felt threatened or in danger by their side.

actually, that's when you feel the safest. late night walks are no longer a foolish desire, they'll walk with you, each one on one side of you, watchful and alert. whether it's their reputation or the strong aura they emit, you've never been bothered when you're with them. you can't say the same when you go out alone, even during daytime. that's why you like the protection they provide.

· · ୨୧ · ·

they take you wherever you want. they always try to loose the other, angry making you walk faster when smiley has his back turned.

it never seems to work though, and at the end it's always the three of you.

they're always observant, especially in crowded areas. you really wanted to go to an amusement park, and upon seeing your hopeful eyes, they reluctantly agreed, already dreading how you'll be exposed to the eyes of countless of strangers.

"don't wander away y/n, we don't want to loose you, okay?"

you happily nod, too focused on what you could do next.

angry is tightly holding your hand while his brother is buying you a treat. the queue is long and you suggest that you go and try your luck at another stall.

you watch angry doing his best to earn that big plushy you had your eyes on earlier. you stay on the sidelines, softly cheering on him. while letting him focus on shooting the balloons, your eyes wander over the next stall. the prizes are even better and you tell him you're going to check the prices. you don't wait to check if he heard you and get going immediately, eyes glued to the huge teddy bear.

you slalom between the people, until you're able to see more clearly. this one is the same price, might as well try it too you thought.

you went to join back angry when a strong smell prevented you from doing so. a massive hand grips your arm before you can even do anything and you're dragged in the forest near the stalls.

the music is slowly fading away as you trash around. you're scared, unable to free yourself from this man.

he pins you against a tree, the darkness around you making it harder for you to make out his face. all you know is that his voice is low and frightening.

"what's a pretty omega like you doing here all alone, hm?"

he pulls your chin up, grabbing your ass. you froze instantly, eyes shutting on their own.

"come on, you can't tell me you went there without expecting something like that to happen"

time seems stuck, you can't help yourself from shaking and each of his movements send you into an even more distressed state.

his scent reeks, it's all over you. pleas leave your mouth one after another and you so desperately want angry or smiley to find you. surely they're looking for you now ? angry has noticed you weren't there anymore and alerted his brother, you hope.

"fuck, omegas like you always make me so fucking hard", he laughs, his hands undressing you despite your attempts at taking them off of you.

you successfully kick his nose, taking advantage of the moment of surprise to make a run for it. you almost instantly regret your act as soon as you feel him tackle you to the ground, having no problem getting to you, this alpha being obviously faster than an omega.

"you fucking bitch! quit trashing around and take it"

a slap is all it takes to stop all movements from you. the silence is excruciating, a ringing sound in your ears and his excited breaths as he unbuckles his belt are the only thing you seem to hear. your tears cascade over your cheeks. you don't dare move.

"there you go, now that's more like it. discipline always works with your dumb brains, fucking omegas.."

you shut your eyes, not wanting to see anything more, when you're suddenly freed from the painful weight over you. still, you don't move a muscle.

you hear your name being shouted and gentle arms making you sit.

"y/n ? y/n please are you okay ?"

you recognize smiley's voice and pheromones. you lean into him, accepting wholeheartedly the comfort he's providing.

you open your eyes to an extremely pissed off smiley. he's caressing your face, pushing a few strands of hair behind your ears.

"everything's fine now, angry is taking care of that bastard"

at the mention of his brother, when you turn your head to the side, you're hit by a bloody vision, one you never saw, before smiley tear you from it.

"don't look y/n. listen, we'll just go home okay? don't worry about anything, you're safe now. we're so sorry we couldn't get there sooner"

you can only nod, still very sensitive and vulnerable from what you just experienced. the sounds of angry beating up the alpha to death doesn't appease you one bit. with frantic pupils and distressed whimpers coming from you, angry does everything to keep his composure. the sight of his panic omega is atrocious and he can't believe it happened while you were with them.

he carries you in his arms, still making sure you can't see angry, "angry stop, you're scaring her"

it takes a moment, but you eventually stop hearing punches and bones being broken. then you're given a tender squeeze, your clothes dampened by blood.

you look up and see angry, his usual warm smile gone and instead looking at you with ferocious eyes. you cuddle closer to smiley's neck, nose buried in his scent gland. he's purring, hoping that'll ease you up.

the way back home is silent. you're covered with their jackets, to keep you from the cold and hide your naked shoulders after your clothes were torn apart.

you see them exchange a few glances, silently communicating, but you don't say anything, too occupied by the plushies angry gave you.

the walk is long, and the breathing of smiley lulls you to sleep soon enough, way too comfortable to do anything else.

"hey, we're home baby"

you feel yourself being put on a soft bed, you don't answer, too tired to do anything else. still, you wait for angry to say something too, which never happened. his silence is unusual and you can't help but worry.

"I'm really sorry for what happened, I shouldn't have left your side..."

"no of course not, it's not your fault, nobody's mad at you, just go to sleep okay, we'll talk tomorrow"

you only listen to him, an alpha knows better, you should've stayed close and listen for once, you feel really bad and disgusted at your behaviour.

you let them dress you up with their own clothes, a sweater from smiley and angry's sweatpants. you know that's also their way of reassuring you, and themselves.

· · ୨୧ · ·

"can't you see? the world is a scary and dangerous place. if you stay here, you'll be safe"

"angry and me will take care of you, together like you said we should, we won't argue anymore okay? so just let us love you baby"

head still fuzzy from waking up a few minutes ago, you're sitting at their table, eating the breakfast angry cooked.

you don't say anything at their words, events from last night preventing you from even finding a decent protest.

you can't help but feel like locking you up is wrong, but what can you say to them ? they're always there for you, and always will. you know they want the best for you.

"that's why we're doing this baby, I hope you understand, it's for you, only you"

"but, always staying inside still is a bit..."

"a bit what? what do you think would've happened yesterday night if we weren't there huh? are we wrong for our way of dealing with this? we're going to protect you, provide for you, isn't that enough?"

his voice scared you, he sounded mad, you didn't like that one bit. he unknowingly let out a more domineering presence, your omega not even able to protest. it forced your eyes on the floor, not daring to look up, in fear of upsetting the pink haired alpha more.

this was in those moments you got reminded of the painfully obvious difference between the three of you. angry and smiley were alphas, no matter how hard you would try to act as friends on a same level, the power imbalance between your two genders would always make it impossible for you to win an argument.

"it's just... I'm worried about your safety. we will protect you from everything, just rely on us for once"

you choose to stay quiet. you head was pounding and no matter what you replied, they would always find a way to prove you wrong.

you finished eating, letting them guide you back to their shared room. they dropped you on the floor, a small and tidy corner. you questioned them, wondering why smiley didn't carry you back to the bed you were on earlier.

when angry came in too, he held a few hoodies, blankets and pillows. he gave it to you, immediately understanding what he meant.

building a nest was a permanent thing, only done in places you consider home. it's very intimate and only the alpha's omega was allowed to come near it. to make you build such a precious space, inside their room ; you knew you weren't getting out of here any time soon. they were deeply serious about you.

smiley scented the first blanket, handing it to angry so he could do as well. they then gave it to you, softly urging you to start your nest.

you were hesitant, but eventually gave in. carefully placing each items, the two alphas practically purring from satisfaction with the way their omega was obediently going along with their request, trusting them enough to let them help her with her process.

"good omega, so docile for her alphas"

he takes you in his arms once it's all over, pushing your head against his neck, while laying down inside the soft nest you made.

you were quite proud of the outcome, having put much efforts to accomplish a well made nest.

"right, you're so pretty, we were so lucky to find someone like you. a sweet little omega, letting her alphas cuddle her like that, you're such a good girl"

you were ashamed to say their praises worked like a charm, and soon appeased your worries and constant questions. you wanted to trust them wholeheartedly. it felt too right, they sounded so right. praising flowing towards you, you felt loved and appreciated.

they both gave you soft, gentle kisses, a boy on each side, heat of their chest engulfing you entirely. you wish you could stay like this forever, in the warm embrace of your alphas.

their love for you would only grow from now, knowing that they now had full responsibility over you, their adoration having no limits. they'll work twice as hard to become he alphas you're deserving of.

and you'll stay in the safety of your home, patiently waiting for them every day to come back. you won't leave. you're now bound for life, especially after the claim they put on your neck.

a sign of the ownership and affection they so preciously hold over you.

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[localityghost]

shinichiro with hypersexual fem s/o? the plot is up to you.

❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀ 𝐀𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀

Hypersexual!Reader X Virgin!Shinichiro

You and Shinichiro have been together for some time now and you thought it'd be a good idea to talk to him about your little "condition" so you decided on your yearly anniversary to tell him...right in front of Wakasa "Shinichiro I'm uh...actually hypersexual so having sex wouldn't bother me" you said in a sweet and innocent tone causing Shinichiro to spit out his drink and Wakasa to choke on his cigarette "Your hypersexual? You? Now come on- you look way too innocent for that Y/N" Wakasa remarked lighting another cigarette out of his personal cigarette box "No no I believe her" Shinichiro said backing you up on your statement and you smiled as he stood up to escort you out of Wakasa's place and into his. You started the walk home but paused mid-way "Let's go to your house Shin" and he looked at you "Oh- alright! Whats with the sudden change of mind?" he asked holding your hand fingers intertwined with his "This is the last day you'll be a virgin Shin! I want it to be special" you said confidently which is something Shinichiro loved about you. You reached his apartment heading inside as he fetched you some snacks and drinks he wanted to slowly get you in the mood before anything else so he arranged a plan classic Shinichiro. You both sat on the couch Shin put his arm around you and you smiled enjoying his company he then started lacing your face in kisses and those kisses turned into a make-out session nonetheless and you loved it.

Shinichiro's hand was rubbing circles on your waist while his other hand was resting against your chest as you two made out you loved when he did this it was a great feeling on your part Shinichiro went out of his way to rub the side of your panty strap slipping his tongue into your mouth as he played with the waistband of your panties. He broke the kiss pinning you down as he grinds against your clothed cunt and it made you wet and needy as you moan a bit from the friction of the touch Shinichiro was already hard but the way you were enjoying yourself was more than a happy sight for him to see you enjoying yourself as much as he was too. "Shin...need you inside me~..." you whispered into his ear making the butterflies go insane in his stomach as he pulled out his already hard cock rubbing against your clothed cunt softly groaning at how wet you were for him...and only him he pressed the tip against it making you moan and constantly shift which made the teasing so much worse you just wanted him to fuck you already was that too much to ask? Shinichiro eventually moved your panties aside pushing himself inside as he groaned softly throwing his head back because of your soft walls closing around him and fitting him so perfectly in that soft wet pussy he was already read over heels for you but this, this just made it more clear “Fuck...s’tight but it's for m-my cock only...fuck...” Shinichiro groaned whispering sweet nothings to you like always. You were enjoying yourself a little too much when you started rolling your hips along with shins which made him reach his high a little too much as you took top mountain and started riding him his hands on your hips as he was a moaning mess “T-There don’t stop Y/N...f-fuck gonna...” he released his load into you with a loud moan as his breathing got heavier but you still continued to roll your hips “Come on Shin~ how about round 3? Maybe 4~?”

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[staystraykay]

TR Boys When Their Kids Are Sent Home From School

FT: Smiley, Rindou, & Ran

CW: Female!Readers, Blonde!Reader and/or Redhead!Readers, PG-13 for cussing, mentions of violence, agressive and aggitated emotions.

Enjoy <3

SMILEY

"Excuse me?" You chuckled, anger beginning to bubble in your chest.

Noha's school had called a little over an hour or so saying he had been involved in a physical altercation, and now here you sat in an empty classroom with the principal staying glued to his position near the door.

"Mrs. Kawata, I beg you to please calm down." The man began to sweat, dabbing his handkerchief across his shiny bald head. "Noha was seen-"

"Defending his cousin!" You snapped back, stepping closer to the shaking man. "You even said it yourself! Sota was being pushed into a corner by three upper classmen! Noha did nothing wrong here!"

"He sent three students to the hospital with broken ribs and possible skull fractures!" Principal Makio pleaded back, pushing his back against the class door. His fingers gripped the metal slot tightly, ready to slide the door open quickly and make his escape if he needed to.

"And Sota is at home with some bruising and a cut under his right eye. Noha didn't do that. So, what will you do to those three students who attempted to jump my nephew?" You were fuming, the sadistic smile of a crazed women etching across your face tightly. Nahoya was on his way already. So was Souya. If this man was afraid of you, then you couldn't wait to see how he reacted to the Infamous Kawata twins.

"Kawata Sota was went home with minor injuries. Hardly more than scrapes. What Noha did to those boys would be considered assault and could get him in legal trouble!" Makio shouted back.

Then a door slammed open, sliding so hard the wall rattled.

"First you allow my nephew to be assaulted on school grounds, then threaten to expel my son for defending his cousin. And now you raid your voice to my wife?" Nahoya had arrived. His eyes shut tight, and his mouth turned down in a snarl. Souya behind him with tears building up in his eyes.

Oh, this Principal was screwed.

"Mr. Kawata, I was just trying to explain to your wife the repercussions of Noha's actions. He sent three students to the hospital with severe injuries." Makio clutched the metal door slip harder.

Nahoya chuckled, cracking his knuckles. "And my son will be dealt with accordingly...at home." He snapped back.

"I want to know why you allowed my son to be attacked on school grounds, but the only one you're punishing is his savior." Souya stepped forward, his natural angered expression deepening and daunting.

"Mr. Kawata, I must inform you that Sota was not entirely the victim-"

"Bullshit!" You, Souya, and Nahoya all snapped.

"Tell ya what, Makio. How about you go ahead and drop this expulsion threat, tell those kids' parents their part in this, and if they want to pursue charges than you can tell them they can contact us." Nahoya's terrifying smile spread demonically across his face. "If you don't want to do that, then I can show you what the helplessness of being backed into a corner can feel like." He cracked his knuckles with a giggle.

Makio shook his head quickly, sliding the door open quickly.

"Noha, I will see you Monday morning. Sota as well." He spoke quickly and then took off down the hall.

Sighing, Nahoya turned to his son and finally opened his eyes. "You ok?" Noha nodded quickly.

"Sota wasn't helpless. He had it under control, but those kids pissed me off." Your son chuckles and smirked, making you three adults laugh out. Noha was definitely his father's son.

"Well, come on. Sota's waiting outside. We're going to get some ramen." Souya patted his nephew's back.

As Noha and Angry walked a head of you and Nahoya, you felt your hand being gripped. Both you and your husband knew Noha was rather skilled in fighting and took after both of you with your quick temperaments and blood thrist. But getting a call from a school saying your child was involved in a fight and students went to the hospital, well that's scary.

...especially when your child is involved in a delinquent gang like the one his father and mother both participated in.

"I saw Smiley come out for a second today." You chuckle quietly, rubbing soothing circles on the back of Nahoya's hand. "It's been a minute since I've seen him."

"Well, no one fucks with my kid or raises their voice to my wife." He grunted out before pulling your hand up to his lips and kissing the back of it.

You smile and with an arched brow you look your husband up and down. "I hope he sticks around until tonight. I'd like to see him later on in the bedroom."

With a blush and a surprised arch of his brows he chuckled allowed. "Oh, for you, Smiley'll stay as long as you'd like."

And he did. After dinner with your family and your brother-in-law's family, Nahoya took you home but Smiley took you to bed.

Ran

"Kouta," You sigh as your son sits in the living room eyes glued to his phone. "Son, you cannot keep getting kicked out of school." You dropped down on the couch next to him, inspecting the bruise and cut decorating his left cheek.

"Dad said not fighting is a pussy move." He shrugged.

Groaning you thought of all the ways you were going to gut Ran when he got home. Of course, he drilled ideas like that into your fifteen-year-old son's head. Hell, your ten-year-old daughter Suka was sent home for beating a kid with a ruler the other day and said it was 'good baton practice'.

Rindou's kids were such easy-going kids. You just had to pick the psychotic Haitani brother to make kids with. Of course, your sister-in-law did say though it looked like Raiya and Rhys were well-mannered they most certainly were true blue Haitanis. So, maybe having the blunt kids wasn't so bad.

"Kouta, you understand you weren't expelled because the principal is afraid of your father. Right? It's not because you got lucky or its normal for you to send a kid into critical care and not get thrown out." You tried to explain while putting disinfecting cream on the cut under your son's cheekbone.

He shrugged again. "Dad says the best luck I've had was being born a Haitani."

"Your dad is about to be a very unlucky Haitani if he keeps filling you and your sister's heads with this shit." You growled, slapping a band aid on his face in annoyance and getting up.

"Ow, Mom, that hurt." Kouta snapped, holding his face. His phone finally forgotten in his lap.

"Good." You spat back and walked to the kitchen to start on dinner. "Kouta, bring me your phone. Also, you can go ahead and tell Rhys you won't be out for a couple days. So, any 'gang' business he's going to have to deal with on his own without you." You said as you cut some vegetables up harshly. Better to take your frustration out on the vegetables than your clueless kid and stubborn headed husband.

"Mom, come on!" Kouta whined as he stomped to the kitchen, hand gripped tightly onto his phone. "Please! I swear I'll behave at school. I promise I won't fight anymore."

You shook your head. You've heard that before. "No, Kouta. You said all that last time and I let it go. But obviously you were bluffing. So, send the text and given me the damned phone."

Groaning and muttered in teen angst, your son tapped the phone hard and angered before slamming the device into your awaiting hand. You put it in a drawer and locked it before putting the key back around your neck.

"And lose the damned attitude or so help me God, Kouta, I will show you who you get that fucking temper from." You snapped back. He gulped and nodded his head quickly. "Good, now go help your sister's study and get ready for dinner. It'll be ready by the time your dad gets home."

Oh, you couldn't wait for Ran to get home. As soon as you heard the car pull into the drive you were placing the last plate on the table. The door swung open, and you refrained yourself from picking up and rice bowl and chunking it at his head.

"Hey, Sweetness." You felt a hand lightly trace up your thigh as you were bent down checking the rice cooker.

You growled and forced a smile on your face. "Ran, honey," You turned to face him.

"What is it, Beautiful." He smirked, eyebrows waving suggestively.

You giggled and cocked your head to the side. "Did you encourage our fifteen-year-old son to fight at school?" The murderous vibe oozing out of you.

A panicked chuckle fell from his lips and looked around for his son. The little rat. "Ha ha, um, well you see, Gorgeous, I um, I may have-"

"Told him that backing down from a fight is for pussies?" You snapped back, grabbing a ladling spoon from the counter.

Ran backed into a corner of the kitchen, smiling nervously. "Well, yes. I did say that, but I didn't tell him to go out looking for fights!" He snapped back.

You lifted your arm up, ladle in hand, ready to crack it down onto his big stupid purple head. He grabbed a hold of your wrist, gentle pulling it down and kissing up your arm. Grabbing your waist to spin you and corner you against the wall.

"Ran Haitani, I swear you are teaching our kids to be fucking criminals!" You spat, shoving your hands into his chest. "Our daughter is beating people with rules, our son is sending people to the ER, and you are encouraging it!" You cried out, pushing at his chest over and over knowing damn well you couldn't budge him.

"Hey now, I didn't tell the kid to go out looking for fights. In fact, I told him not to go looking for them at school. I said he shouldn't back down from them if he was challenged because that was for pussies, but that while at school he should not be going out starting or looking for them." Ran explained, prying the ladle from your hand. The round bottom had wacked him in the chin one to many times for his liking as you slammed your dainty hands into his chest.

You stopped trying to hit your husband's chest, looking up at him with wide eyes. "You said that?"

He scrunched his brows together and nodded. "Well, yeah, I know how important it is to you that he graduates at least high school. I wouldn't crush that dream for you or ruin the opportunity that gives him. You think I want him to be a mobster like me?"

Yes. Yes you did.

"So, you didn't tell him that not fighting is a pussy move?" You questioned.

Shaking his head Ran said, "No. I said backing down from fighting is a pussy move."

Both of you stared at each other for a moment before frowning and yelling, "KOUTA!"

Rindou

Rhys Haitani, your oldest, walked through the door as if he hadn't been sent home in the middle of the day. Rindo had finally gotten a day off and you were planning on spending the day just he two of you until that afternoon when the kids normally got home. But of course, in a Haitani house nothing every went your way.

When the school had called you nearly didn't answer. You were having fun with your husband without any interruptions or pending responsibilities for once. However, your son had other plans for the day. Like getting caught hustling kids for lunch money he didn't need and shaking another kid down for his Gameboy Rhys wouldn't even play.

Your kid was a bully. A sneaky in general. Like his father.

While you and Rin discussed possible punishments, Rhys had snuck into the house and strutted to his room thinking he had gone unnoticed. He hadn't. You had known the second you heard steps out on the sidewalk and you were sure Rin had known before then.

"Rhys Haitani!" You called out, and you heard the muffled 'damn' from behind his door.

"Yes?" He called back, probably holding onto the doorknob, hesitating.

Rindo groaned and kicked the door open. Rhys had backed up, hands up, nervously sweating. You walked in behind Rindo, who was glaring down at his son.

"Dad! You're home? Wow...didn't expect that." Rhys muttered, running a hand through his blonde hair.

An agitated chuckle fell past Rin's lips. "I didn't expect my son to be sent home for hustling kids for shit he doesn't need." He snapped back.

The gulp pushed down Rhy's throat was audible.

"I mean, no I didn't need that stuff, but they owed Kouta for-"

"Kouta? You got sent home for Kouta?" You snapped along with Rindo's growl. "Dammit, Rhys! Did Kouta get sent home?" \

With a nervous chuckle, he nodded. "He picked a fight with some of the kids we were shaking down."

Rin was quiet. Definitely not a good sign. It was a bit nerve wracking honestly. When you were younger seeing Rindo like this was a major turn on. Especially right after a big battle, knowing he was coming down from the bloodthirst. But now, while it was pointed at your son, it was unsettling.

"You wanna be a thug? Fine." Rin shrugged.

"What?" You snapped.

"H-huh?" Rhys backed up, nearly crawling back onto his bed.

Rin rolled his shoulder and shrugged again. "You wanna be a gangbanger fine, be one. You'll come to work with me." You were going to be sick.

Rindo worked for Bonten. One of the biggest and baddest yakuzas, even with Mikey being more stable these days. They would chew Rhys up and spit him out even with his dad being Rindo and his uncle being Ran. That shit didn't matter.

"Rindo, maybe we should talk about this." You pleaded, looking to your son who was fearful.

"No, Y/N, he wants to be some big time delinquent, then I say let him. I'll take him to work with me. Send him out with Haruchiyo so he can see how we deal with punks that act like him. Send him with Koko to see how drug deals really go down. Hell, I'll take him out with me and Ran, make him nearly beat the life out of someone. Let's see how big and bad he is after that." Rin grabbed a hold of his son's arm, hauling him up to his feet. "Come on, Rhys, let's go. The quicker the better. Since you're so bloodthirsty these days."

"No! No, I don't want to go! I promise I won't do it again! I swear! Mom, please! Help!" He cried out, pulling against his father's grip. He'd seen the blood-soaked shirts his dad had come home in before, with absolutely not a scratch on him. He knew his dad had taken the lives of others. The thought of doing that himself made him sick.

"Rindo, hey, come on. Stop it!" You snapped, pulling your husband's hand off your son's arm. "I think he gets it." You pushed your husband back.

"I'm sorry, I won't do it again. I swear." Rhys said again, crawling back against his headboard.

Rindo scoffed. "Remember that next time you think you're some big and bad thug." His eyes softened, seeing the utter fear in his son's eyes. "Rhys, you may be tough, and you can fight. You're a Haitani, it's in your blood. But your heart is like your mother's. You aren't a killer. And that, to me, is far stronger than I have ever been. So, stop trying to play the bad guy. There are real bad guys out there who will call your bluff, and you aren't like me. You aren't capable of ending someone before they end you."

"Yes sir." Rhys looked down at his feet, tear welling up.

You sighed and looked back to your son. "Rhys, do this again and next time I won't stop your father. Do I make myself clear?"

Rhys nodded quickly before you and Rin both bent down and kissed his head. You left him in his room, while the two of you decided you were now exhausted.

"How's about a nap?" Rin sighed, picking you up. Wrapping your legs around his waist, you nod and yawn.

As you laid down you noticed the tension in your husband's shoulders. Sighing, you snuggled further into his neck and kissed the spot between his shoulder and the base of his throat.

"You're a great dad, Rinnie. He's just hardheaded. He's a lot like you. He'll be fine, he's got you in his corner after all." You praise and rub soothing circles across his chest. "You're an amazing father and a damn near perfect husband. You keep us safe, you provide for us, and best of all you love us. Don't worry so much. Rhys has enough of me in him to keep him from going too far."

You felt a small tear drop onto your cheek before hearing a, "Thank you."

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Character(s): Nahoya (Smiley)

Type of reader/ M!Reader

Category: SFW (angst?)

Warning(s): Mention of abuse

Edited: ❌

Idea from: @reallyromealone

Note: Totally not listening to upbeat music while writing this and once again I wrote this while at school

At some point in time, Nahoya had gotten a call from an unknown number. “Hello?” Nahoya answered till he heard a females voice on the other end.

“You have a kid and I want to to pick him up. The address is xxxxx.” The women said before hanging up leaving Nahoya completely stunned.

He had a son?

This couldn’t be right, but he might as well go see for himself. So the male drove to the address and saw you in the porch holding a big brown and dirty teddy bear that was missing an eye tightly.

Next to you were bags of who knows what. Nahoya squinted his eyes at the door name and saw it was the exact one the lady on the phone told him.

He exited his car and walked up to you, but as he got closer you were much smaller and frail looking, the bruises scattered around your body made him frown deeply.

“Hey you alright kid?” Nahoya asked and crouched down to make eye level with you.

“Where’s your mom?” Your bottom lip quivered as your eyes filled with tears. “Mama said papa was going to take care of me…” You crooked, your voice barley above a whisper.

So you were his son, you looked no older than 4, but due to how small you were you could be considered even younger. “Well…from now on I’m gonna take good care of you, alright?” Nahoya reassured you with a smile and you nodded your head.

Right now you and no other choice but to depend on the man who claims to be your father, but after examining his face a couple times you could see the slight resemblance between you and him.

“C’mon, let’s get you into a bath and some new clothes and then I’ll make you somethin’ yummy.” Nahoya said as he took your hand in his and brought you in the back seat of his car before going to get your bags which he put in the trunk.

Once the two of you arrived to his house, Nahoya immediately went to the bathroom and started running some warm water for you and even added bubbles.

“Alright eye get those dirty clothes off and get you in the shower. I’ll look away to make you comfortable.” Nahoya said as he turned his head away from you.

After some time he heard the splash sound of you sitting and turned back around before washing you and your hair. You even got a much more comfortable set of clothes.

“Now onto dinner! Whatcha wanna eat?” Nahoya asked as he stood in front of the stove while putting an apron on (just might draw that). “I…don’t know..” You said and tilted your head.

“Hmm..how about Ramen? It always hits the spot when you haven’t eaten!” Nahoya said and you nodded. Soon enough you had a reasonable size of Ramen placed in front of you. “How do I eat it?” You asked Nahoya.

“Like this.” He said as he used the chop sticks to pick up the noodles and feed it to you making your eyes shimmer with joy.

Nahoya smiled bigger seeing how happy you were, and because he now has a purpose to protect something of his.

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[oddshroom]

MANGA SPOILERS ⚠️

I love Mikey however right now I’m not loving him 😃

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Kazutora: I told you, it’s all Mikeys fault

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[ganyusecretlover]

TR chapter 278 spoilers!!

ik it's been a while since this chapter was posted but I'm just reading it now, and HOLY MOTHER OF GOD. I am literally about to cry dude. Seeing them happy is like another level serotonin dose to me, ong.

reblogs are highly appreciated !

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[tokyo-revengers-writings]

How they would comfort you after a bad day (TR Headcanon)

A/n: I promise you guys that I will have some good one-shots soon, doing headcanons is easier on my brain, so I'm trying to relax my brain before I start on my new projects.

Manjiro (Mikey) Sano 

He wouldn’t immediately know you had a bad day

It would take him a hot minute to notice how quiet and tense you were

He’d ask, but he wouldn’t push it

He would invite you to drive around with him to get your mind off it

If you didn’t want to, he’d offer something else

Movie night, game night, you choose

He’d give you space, but he may check up on you to make sure you’re alright

He may sing shitty karaoke to make you feel better

Will sit around and eat ice cream with you, 8/10

Izana Kurokawa

He’s observant, so he’d see that you weren’t acting normal

He’d ask if you’re alright, but other than that, he wouldn’t press it

He definitely needs space when he’s had a bad day, so he’d do the same for you

Would offer advice if you talk to him and ask for it

He’d put a movie on and you two would just lay together and talk

Will 100% hug you throughout your entire rant

He may look intimidating, but he’s sweet once you crack his shell, 10/10

Mitsuya Takashi

Don’t even get me started about this man-

He’d notice right away and hug you

Will give you space whenever you ask for it

Won’t force you to talk, but he’d encourage you

He’d take you out for ice cream

Listen, I want ice cream rn, let me have fun!

Will only offer advice if you ask for it

Will listen without judgement

This man is a keeper, 100000/10

Nahoya (Smiley) Kawata

marry me

He might be an ass, but he knows when to stop

He wouldn’t notice you had a bad day whatsoever

He’d tease you and go way to far

Dude would be apologizing the whole time

He’d whisper in your ear about how much he loves you

He’d encourage you to talk, but won’t push it

Will offer advice (The quality is questionable)

He’d sit you on his lap and look at memes with you

A menace, but a sweet-ish one, 9/10

Souya (Angry) Kawata

The complete opposite of his brother

He’d know by the sound of your footsteps that you had a bad day

He’d hold you in his arms (if you’re comfortable with it) and ask you what’s wrong

Will not push the topic

Will lay in silence with you and just stroke your hair

If you ask for advice, he will give great advice

Will make it up to you in the morning by cooking breakfast and taking you wherever you want for the day

Sweetest boy, 100000000000000/10

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Masterlist

#tokyo revengers #souya kawata #manjiro sano #mikey sano #nahoya kawata #izana kurokawa #tokyo revngers #kawata twins #mitsuya takashi #tokyorev headcanons #tokyo revengers x male reader #tokrev izana #tokrev headcanons #tokrev #angst

[benkeibear]

⋆꙳✧༄ Their hand slips - apology

❖ Character: Mikey, Nahoya, Draken

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

❖ Reader: genderneutral

❖ Wordcount: 2.4k

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

❖ WARNINGS: Mentions of violence and reader getting hit once

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

☰ Mikey:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

☰ Nahoya:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

☰ Draken:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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[reallyromealone]

You don’t have to do this request but Smiley’s reaction to his bf sacrificing himself to save Angry from a brutal stab in a fight with another gang? basically the bf pulled a Baji (death or no death is up to you)

Everyone say thank you for the angst lol

X

It all happened so fast, he barely felt the knife hit him as he pushed Souya away until he saw the bloody knife in the person's hand.

Souya didn't know what to do as he stared at the blood pouring out of his brothers boyfriend "shit! 'HOYA!" Souya cried out as he made (name) lay down and Nahoya... Nahoya went ape shit.

(Name) was dizzy as he watched his boyfriend wreak havoc "keep awake!" A voice rang out but he couldn't quite figure out who as flashing lights were fuzzy in his peripheral and before he knew it.

It was black.

No one had ever seen Nahoya "Smiley" Kawata so stressed as he paced back and forth the waiting room, Souya sitting with his head is hands as stress ate the twins away.

What if he died?

Oh god Nahoya doesn't think he could handle that.

He couldn't loose his boyfriend.

The doctors were in surgery and it was nerve wracking as the rest of Toman came to check on them.

"Come on, he would want you guys to get som sleep"

No witty comebacks, no snarky and slightly hostile attitude.

Nothing.

The Eldest Kawata allowed himself to be led away by Mitsuya and Souya and everyone noticed one thing.

He wasn't smiling.

His face looked... Lost.

They couldn't imagine what would happen if it was Souya...

All they could do was hope (name) recovered.

Six times.

That's how many times (name) apparently almost died in surgery.

(Name) looked so helpless as he lay on the bed, like a doll.

"Come on baby... Wake up"

The doctor said he was in a medically induced coma, there was no prediction on when he exactly would wake up.

Hours.

Days.

Months.

It was fucking terrifying to think about.

But nahoya would spend every second he could to make sure (name) woke to see his face.

He saved Souyas life after all, the least be could do is be there when his boyfriend woke.

"Please wake up... I need you" Nahoya said, a soft tenderness no one but his brother had ever seen.

Eventually he began telling (name) about the ramen shop, the twins bought an old place that needed a fair bit of TLC and God was their some fucking nonsense.

He barely realized (name) was staring at him with love sick eyes until his weak hand pressed back gently against Nahoyas.

"Babe...?" Nahoya said, not quite believing himself as (name) tried taking off the air mask "here let me!"

Once the mask was off (name) smiled weakly at the elder Kawata "hi baby..." (Name)s voice was hoarse as Nahoya immediately grabbed a cup of water for him and a straw.

"You sound like shit baby.." Nahoya joked slightly "I feel like shit" voice sounding slightly better "is he ok?"

Even when stabbed, (name)s focus was still on other people.

Wild.

"Yeah baby, he's ok...were ok"

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[kazububs-archived]

𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐲

includes: souya & nahoya kawata

cw: gn!reader, right person(s) wrong time cliche

wc: 2.7k

a/n: a late birthday present for the Kawata twins! This is immortal reader x time travelling Kawatas Listening to: Mausoleum - Rafferty

1753 - Spain

A green dress caught their eye without fault, the corset hugging your body so perfectly. It was as if you had the entirety of the dance hall entranced as your partner spun you around the floor. The roar of applause filled the room as the quartet settled. They fell still, as if their bodies had been turned to stone. Souya is the first to break the trance they had fallen under, a breathless laugh escaping him as you grab a glass of champagne.

Nahoya, with a white tux adorning his frame, stood as a stark contrast to Souya, who wore a black one of his own. A stolen glance from you was all it took, as the two made their way toward you, allowing your friend ample time to slip away as they approached. “Can I help you gentlemen?” You eye them, taking notice of the stark contrast between the two. The differentiation in their attire, hair color, down to their hairstyle. Souya’s hair tied up in a bun, with Nahoya allowing his hair free. “Why yes you can sweetheart,” Nahoya’s permanent smile only serves to widen, sharing a glance with Souya, whose eyes are darting around.

They both raise their hand towards you, a “may we have this dance?” spoken in unison to go along with the gesture. A small giggle slips past your lips as you glance towards the quartet, “I’ve never danced with two men at once, I must admit.” taking both of their hands in yours as they led you out to the ballroom floor. “Don’t worry darling, we’ll make it work. '' Souya says, as Nahoya stands off to the side, his hand sliding down to your waist as your own settles on his shoulder.

The music starts up as other couples join the floor, smiling, as you gaze into Souya eyes. ‘They are a very pretty shade of blue…’ you can’t help but notice as Souya leads as you two begin to dance. Eyes wandering to Nahoya, although you aren’t able to react fast enough when Souya is spinning you, causing you to step back, falling into Nahoya’s chest. “Careful sweetheart, don’t want you falling for me just yet.”

A blush dusting your face as you resume keeping in time with the music, “What makes you so sure I would fall for you or your friend?” His peachy hair flowing with his movements as Nahoya chides “Thought you were more observant than that love,” in a flash peach is swapped with a sky blue “We are brothers from a nearing kingdom.” As the music reaches its crescendo, Souya dips you down, faces so close together you could feel his breath on your lips.

Blushing, he avoids your gaze as you’re lifted back up and led back to where Nahoya was standing. “Well thank you for the dance gentlemen, it was truly an experience. I do hope to see you two again?” The twins share a glance before each grabbing a hand, leaning down to press a kiss to it. Peering up through their lashes they mumble out in unison “We can hope, my dear.”

Years upon years passed since your fateful encounter with the Kawatas. You knew in the back of your mind they wouldn’t keep their promise, trying to remind yourself ‘it's for the better, less they find out what I really am’. An immortal, who takes the form of someone in their early 20s, but has lived for thousands of years; that would scare any person away the second they found out your dirty little secret.

1822 - England

Working down in the factory takes most of your hours in the day, though the hours are long and you don’t have anyone to come home to; it makes life livable. Being immortal has its ups and downs but right now if you could only be back in Spain wearing that beautiful ball gown rather than an ash covered pair of overalls and t-shirt. ‘I’d take Spain please.’

After another long day at the factory, it wasn’t uncommon to go to the pub with some of your mates. “Aye y/n! Finally made it, thought ya weren’t gonna show” Laughing it off as you sat at the bar, ‘’Wow didn’t know ya thought so lowly of me, like some slag, eh?” A round of beer turned into two, three? It was getting hard to keep count, “Eh, ‘m going out for fresh air!” You holler over the noise of the men talking, releasing the stress and tension of work before getting back to their wives and family.

Leaning up against the cobblestone building, you glance at the stars. ‘The only thing that stays the same for me. The only thing I got left is you guys', you mumble out with a chuckle. Your attention is grabbed by two pairs of voices, one sounded rather drunk already, “I ain’t worried! I don’t know why you’re so worried ‘Hoya!” As the men come into view, your breath catches in your throat. ‘Peach and sky blue hair…I know them.’ Your mind started to think, staring at the two men leaning on each other for support. ‘No that ain’t possible, it has to be their descendants or something like that. I ain’t crazy.’ Wobbling to your feet, you reach a hand out to the wall to stablize yourself.

“Hey, ‘cuse me!” You holler out, grabbing their attention. They both look over and seem to freeze as they meet your eyes. ‘Why do I feel like I’m going to faint?’ Nahoya is the first to speak, letting out a confused “Eh?” It’s almost like you can see the gears turning in his head and before you can realize that maybe they aren’t those guys' descendants. “Wait, wait what the fuck.” Souya mumbles out, raising his hand to point to you, “Hoya what the fuck is this?!” Though Nahoya ignores his brother's calls, stepping forward to your frozen stature. “Spain, 1753, a green ball gown, right?” He breathes out almost in a whisper.

No no no no… this couldn’t be happening. This isn’t possible, it simply isn’t, right? It has been 69 years since you had been in Spain. These two should have been far more aged then they appear to be now. You grab your head, feeling as if it were spinning a million miles a second. “Hey! Hey what the fuck is this?!” Souya walks up to you, looking you up and down despite his drunken state; you can smell the liquor on his breath. Nahoya bursts out laughing as if this was the funniest thing in the world to him. “Barely recognized you with the short hair and total wardrobe change!” His laughter dies down as he grabs your hand, “We meet again, my love.”

This wasn’t happening, there is no logical explanation, you were the only immortal as far as you knew. Pulling your hand back you look at both of them, doubt and uncertainty swimming in your eyes which Nahoya doesn’t miss. “You, both of you, this shouldn’t be happening. Can you die?” Both brothers look at you as if you’ve just spoken another language, taken aback by your sudden question. Souya chuckles as if in disbelief “ ‘Course we can, what kinda question is that? Eh? Take us for some freaks?”

That was your push over. ‘Freak?’ Tears threatened to spill over your lash line as you turned your back running off into the night. Praying the day would come where they will leave your mind for good, and never return into your sight. “Begone and never return, please.” 

Sydney - 1994

How many deaths have you faked at this point? Has to be in the 100s by now. As much as you want to feel guilt, knowing that it's fruitless to make connections with those around you, knowing they're going to die and you’ll outlive them by the centuries; humans are social creatures even if they are immortal. New century new you, right? That’s what you keep in your head as you walk down the open hallways letting a warm breeze brush through your body. Opening the door, you take a deep breath stepping into the lecture hall.

All eyes on you, you can feel the piercing stares of hundreds, maybe thousands of students in the auditorium. “So happy to see so many people attending today, I am your professor, and will be teaching HIST 2114 this term. I do hope you’re all ready to dive into the past and uncover what historians in our education system may have shadowed.”

Everything was going well, the first class ended without a hitch. As students flood out of the hall, you take notice of a pointed gaze on you; well rather two gazes. Looking up to meet them, you’re met with…

Peach and sky blue hair.

It feels as if you’ve been punched in the stomach. Those same eyes staring back at you as they make their way to the front of the hall. Nahoya is the first to call out to you, “Hey prof! Could we talk to ya for a second?” Souya trailing behind him as if he’s unsure he is believing that you were real. Any words fall flat on your tongue as you only manage to give a small nod to the twins. “Meet us at the waterfront 9pm tonight, teach” Nahoya whispers as he passed by you, “Smiley! Angry! You guys coming or what?!” A voice yelled from the distance as Nahoya gave a sly smile following Souya out of the room.

It felt like time was moving too fast and too slow all at the same time. Pacing around as you wait for the clock to strike 9; granted you’ve already been here for half an hour.

Maybe it's not too late, I mean they can’t possibly know right? That’s insane. You’re the only one of your kind, aren’t you? It feels like the world is spinning around you, everything a blurry mess as you grip your chest. “I can’t do this, this isn’t real this, i can’t.” Mumbling incoherently as you try to get motion in your feet that seem to be connected to the ground beneath. It's not too late it's not too late it's not- it's too late. Souya and Nahoya come into view as you feel your heart pick up.

“Do you know how hard you are to track down?” Souya is the first to speak, staring down at you. Furrowing your eyebrows at them, “Track down? What are you guys trying to kill me or something? What the hell is going on.” Both brothers share a look before Souya sighs. “Well don’t you think you need to do some explaining too?” Glaring at the two, you could feel your defenses up ‘what if they really are here to kill me?’

Nahoya lets out a nervous chuckle as he steps between the two of you. “Look Souya, I think we should tell them what’s going on first.” Sighing he runs a hand through his hair, “Well if it wasn’t obvious enough, we’re time travelers. I’ll be honest I don’t think we expected to meet someone who is also a time traveler. You caught us off guard is all, darling.”

Opening and closing your mouth like a fish out of water as words seemed to die in your throat. ‘I’m a time traveler?’ Rubbing your neck you look at the brothers before you, “I uhh, don’t know where you got that idea. I ain’t a time traveler. I’m actually, aha, I'm immortal.” It was the brothers turn to look at you in disbelief.

A quiet beeping caught your attention as Nahoya patted his pockets, assumedly looking for whatever was making the beeping noise. “Fuck not now.” Souya mumbles out as he looks at Nahoya. “Shit not now!” Nahoya looks at you with panicked eyes as you look frantically between them. “What? What’s going on?” A small box held in Nahoya’s hand as he turns it to you, a small digital clock counting down.

0:27

“Wait what's going on? I don’t understand!” The brothers start taking steps back pitiful eyes staring back at you. “Please don’t come any closer, we don't want you to get hurt.” Nahoya mumbles out as he glances down at the device.

0:19

“We’re sorry, let's meet again?” Souya calls out as the brothers link their hands together. Your heart feels like it's going into overtime as your brain matches the speed, ‘meet again?’

0:08

Tears prick your eyes threatening to spill, “Hiroshima! I’ll be there in the new century! Please let's meet again!” You yell at, fighting against your feet to run towards them, to get answers, to stay with them. A smile flashing from both of them before a flashbang of light makes you turn away.

0:00

Dropping to your knees, air finally filling your lunges. You can feel the cold grass brushing up against your legs as you look at where the twins did stand. Hiroshima huh? Breathing out a chuckle, you stagger back onto your feet. “Guess I gotta figure out how to get to Japan.”

2008 - Hiroshima

“I guess it is starting to get colder” Wrapping your arms across your chest trying to save any body heat left that’s escaping through your sweatshirt as the cool breeze blows through you. Dry leaves skim across the pavement as the sun enlarges your shadow in front of you.

Walking down the pathway, the trees dance under the wind as you look up to admire the pretty colors. You notice a stairway. “Has that always been there?” Mumbling to yourself as you turn to face them. Old cobblestone stairs wrapped in weeds and dainty flowers. Shrugging you start your descent up them, curious to see what’s at the top.

As you get closer you can hear voices, maybe this is a shrine? Though getting closer, it's starting to sound like a lot of voices. Biting your lip, you near the top of the stairs you peek at the crowd that’s gathered. “Oh fuck, a gang and it looks like a fight is about to break out.” You were about to turn your back to get out of that scene before you regretted it; until. “So who wants to die first!” That voice. That’s his voice. 'Fuck. Run to him, run to them. You can't, it isn't safe.' a mental battle in your head leads you walking down the steps.

If it's fate, then maybe it's time to let fate take control.

Minutes tick by as you hear the voices coming closer and closer to the bottom of the staircase. Standing off to the side, you kept your head down peeking through your lashes to see if you could spot them; peach and sky blue. After what seemed like everyone was leaving, you heaved out a sigh. 'Maybe we aren't meant to meet just yet.'. Pushing yourself off the ledge from the staircase you start heading back home.

"Souya c'mon! Let's grab some snacks before we head back!" The voice calls out, followed by a sigh "I guess we could get somethin' " a calmer voice following the energetic one, making you turn around so fast you could have sworn you almost got whiplash.

Peach and sky blue hair.

Your hand slaps over your mouth sniffling, as tears blur your vision.

"Smiley! Angry!" You shout out, unable to move from your spot as you watch them turn around to follow your voice. Their eyes widen as they see you. Nahoya is the first to make a move, sprinting towards you with his smile seemingly bigger; if that's even possible. Souya followed close behind with tears lining his eyes. “Y/n!”

Two pairs of arms wrap around you as they press themselves against you. Sniffling is all that could be heard between the three of you. “I felt like I was never gonna see you guys again, I’ve been waiting for so long.” You mumble through labored breaths trying to calm down.

“We can stay.” Souya speaks out, glossy eyes matching yours, Nahoya chuckling at his eagerness to tell you. “We found a way to stay here with no time limit.” Pulling back to meet both of their eyes, dumbfounded by what was just said. “You’re kidding? Please tell me you aren’t.”

Tears sliding down your face as they each grab your hands. Leaning down to kiss on the top of your hand, just like the first time you met on the ballroom floor.

“May we have this dance, my dear?”

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RoleSwap AU pt. 1

Nahoya, Mary, and Rindou (feat. Souya)

First, my OC ~

Her name is Yamamoto Mashiho (the younger sister of Takuya, since he’s basically Shinichiro in this au) and she’s nicknamed Mary. This nickname comes from her younger brother who is half foreign, and his name is Jonah. Since their family runs a shrine (as well as a gym/dojo) he felt especially ostracized for this and there would be kids who bullied him for having a foreign name and being half foreign, so Mashiho stepped in and told the kids who were making him to leave him alone as well as scaring them away, then she told him that from then on he could pick a foreign name for her and that’s what she’d go by, so that they matched. He chose Maria and eventually this got shortened to Mary, and the name just stuck from then on.

She plays a very similar role to Mikey in this au, including having dark impulses and continuously ending up living a bad life in the future, no matter what changes are made. Not only that, but she’s also quite charismatic (like Mikey) and it’s this charisma that draws her gang members, Yuzuha, and others to her like a moth to a flame. This tragic life trajectory is also what caused Yuzuha’s motive to shift towards the end of the story.

Now onto Rindou ~

Rindou is the Baji of this au, sort of. Her connection to Mary and the delinquent world started with and comes from her attending the Yamamoto family dojo/gym in her childhood to have some away time from Ran. She became friends with Mary due to them being on the closest strength levels to each other in their age range and often play fighting with each other, as well as the fact they were both the only girls in that class. This leads to Rindou coming over to the dojo even when she doesn’t have classes.

Ran never attends with Rindou as he doesn’t have any real interest in those sorts of things, instead spending his time either sleeping or taking care of his appearance and hair/fashion. As the years went on though, Ran did eventually join them, not liking that his sister spent so much time away from him, and also just wanted to be involved in the group, as well as Rindou give of just, dragging him along. I’m not entirely sure how to explain it but you get what I mean.

Also, because Rindou is genderbent in this au, it adds a level of tension the relationship he has with Ran.

Brief segment for Souya !!

Souya is the Senju of this au and the one who adopts the last name Kawata as a pseudonym/work name. He believes that he caused the huge fight between Mary and Nahoya, and he ends up carrying up the weight of thinking he’s the reason his brother became so messed up. Despite his train of thought, this isn’t true and what Souya did, aka breaking a doll that Takuya had given Mary, was only the tipping point for a pre-existing issue.

And finally onto Nahoya ~

Nahoya is the Sanzu of this au. He knew the Yamamoto siblings through his older brother, Kazushi (this isn’t canon it’s just for the sake of the story. this also makes Nahoya’s real last name to be Yamagishi). Takuya and Kazushi had been best friends since childhood and they never stopped being friends, with Kazushi even being the vice captain of Takuya’s gang at one point.

Becuase of the status of their relationship Nahoya spent a lot of time at the Yamamoto household (as did Souya and Kazushi) where he too became friends with Rindou and Mary. However, because of the close nature of Takuya and Kazushi’s relationship, Mary and the twins were more like siblings than friends, with Mary even calling Kazushi her older brother as well. Despite Souya and Nahoya being twins though, Souya was often “excluded” from hanging out and playing with the other three because he was deemed as weaker. Despite this all four of them were very close and got along quite well.

Although, after one very bad argument while the Yamagishis and Rindou were over (the very same argument that Souya thinks he caused) things got out of hand, and Mary ends up splashing boiling water on Nahoya’s face and slashing at his mouth, after fighting off Rindou to do so. The fight ended up causing something to snap in Mary and Nahoya’s mind, and from that day on Nahoya, Rindou, and Mary were never the same.

Mary was consumed by lurking Dark Impulses, Rindou threw himself into studying martial arts and making sure he was never unable to protect his friends again to the point it started to affect him negatively at school and he was prone to violent outbursts, and Nahoya became manically and unhealthily dependent on/attached to Mary, even when the two were separated he viewed her as a merciful leader who justly punished people for their wrong doings and he devoted himself to aiding her, viewing himself as nothing more than a pawn in her court.

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[softshuji]

Yeah the all out fight has broken out! The first punch has been thrown, I want in too!

*punches Rindou in the face*

-Smiley

HEY WHAT THE FU-

*jumps in front of Rindou* WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING NAHOYA?? what did Rindou have to do with this?!!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL???

DID WE ALL COME BACK TOGETHER JUST TO FIGHT AND SHIT?

#hals character anons #WHY WOULD U HIT RIN WHAT DID HE DO #ALL WE DID WAS SIY ANF HAVE ANGST #maybe Mitsuya was right.... maybe nahoya was just waiting for the opportunity #AND NOW EVERYONE'S GONNA FIGHT???

[liaarxse]

tr boys when y/n has issues accepting that they actually do love her

Yesterday, today and tomorrow

Characters: Nahoya Kawata, Manjiro Sano, Kazutora Hanemiya

Warnings: Fluff, a bit of angst in Kazutoras part

A/n: Literally pulled out the biggest smile when I saw this request. Also, yes, Nahoya again. I just love writing for him. idk why (cuz he a crackhead)

P.s: Remember, it was said multiple times that Toman doesn't hurt women, sunshines. Don't think they'd break your precious hearts. They'd be just a bit hard to deal with <3

—NAHOYA KAWATA

Okay, we've all seen that one best/worst boyfriend chart our friend Ken Wakui made.

Personally, I threw a fit when I saw who were the worst.

Then I thought about Nahoya. He seemed a bit like a fuck boy, you get what I mean? Yeah, no.

Then I thought about it again

I examined the post a bit more after I found it in English and read what Takemichi said. If Mikey and Kazutora would be the top worst because they're reckless, Nahoya would obviously be even tamer

So personally, I believe Nahoya is in the top three just because he has a carefree type of living way. Like, he isn't scared of fighting, killing, and all. I mean, he probably IS scared to kill but doesn't show it.

How's he a red flag again? I don't believe them.

But for one, he'd never cheat on you. He'll be loyal as hell. Maybe if he wasn't in a relationship in one of the time skips where it showed the top members he'd fuck around with chicks (straight hair grown up Nahoya gives me fuckboy energy), but since the change and he's now working with his brother In their ramen shop? Get that thing out of your head.

Because for him to get in a relationship, he must dearly love and respect you.

Keep in mind that he also has to trust you since, in one way, if you're not to be trusted and/or are somewhat dangerous, he's putting his brother in danger as well.

But that's besides the point.

He loves you.

It's painfully obvious

He protects you, he trusts you, he spoils you in his own ways

He loves you

Maybe it's past relationship trauma that causes you to think it's all a facade

Which brings us to today's scenario

You're in Nahoya's room since his brother is out all day and you didn't bother to fix yours

You were looking around his room while he was testing the new straightener you got him since his broke

Examining the objects around you, your eyes land on a frame right above his toman uniform. It was of you two

You wondered why he would frame such a picture on the wall over his gang uniform. You mostly didn't like it because you hated the way you came out in the picture

Getting off his bed, you walked over to the opposite wall and stared at the picture for a good minute

Nahoya noticed that from the reflection on the mirror in front of him, but his smile just grew a tad bit more and returned to straightening his hair

You pursed your lips together in thought and reached to grab it

"Oi!" He exclaimed with a giggle. "Hands off."

You flinched when he suddenly spoke and turned to him with a raised brow

"What? Why?"

"Because," He turned around to face you. "I know you'll throw the pic away."

You weren't going to lie. If you stared at it for a bit more, you would've made the paper rip itself. You hated how you came out!

"But I look horrible!"

"I know." He laughed, but it quickly died down to a chuckle when he saw you glaring at him. "I'm kidding, babe. You look hella cute!"

You quickly turned around to hide the blush that appeared on your face. Crossing your arms, you were still staring at the picture

Being too caught in the act, you didn't realize when Nahoya finally finished straightening his hair and came up to you. He loosely wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder, mockingly copying your slightly frustrated face

You noticed that and rolled your eyes with a soft groan, which earned you some snickering from him. He pressed a kiss to your cheek before nuzzling his own to yours

"Why did you frame this?"

"Because it's special."

"How is it special?" Your voice grew confused. It's just a picture, nothing much

"Reminds me of the main reason I never give up."

Your blood went cold. What?

"What do you mean by that?"

"You're my main priority, babe. You, your safety, your smile." He chuckled at how cheesy he sounded. "That's why I framed us right over my gang uniform. Every time I have to change for a brawl or even just a meeting, I'm reminded of the smile that will greet me in the end and will always be there."

That didn't sound like Nahoya. For a moment, you even thought if that wasn't just some doppelganger

Until he smacked your ass

Yeah that's him

He loves you, and without realizing it, he just made all your problems fade away

Looking at the picture now, maybe, just maybe, it isn't as bad as you thought it was.

+ Your little twin girls found the picture in some box while playing and made fun of how you both looked. It was never to be seen again. It was under your mattress

— KAZUTORA HANEMIYA

So. Second worst boyfriend on the list.

Let's be honest, if your love language is quality time this won't work

Not that he won't want to spend time with you, but Juvenile? Sorry baby, they stole him from you

Kazutora loves you so much. He'd kill for you, and he'll die for you. No questions asked. He once even tried to break out from Juvenile because he couldn't take being far away from you anymore.

You visit him every day for as long as you can, bringing him gifts, telling stories, saying how much you miss him

But sometimes you wondered, does he love you?

"Baby!" A happy Kazutora exclaimed when you finally entered the meeting room and waited for you with a happy smile to sit down, on the opposite side of him, thick glass keeping you both separate.

"Hey, baby." You chuckled, adjusting in your seat.

It wasn't a lie how excited he was every day to see you. Sometimes, like today, he'd make you small diy gifts and show them off to you, explaining every minor detail from the inspiration, materials, hidden message, time taken, everything

And you kept them all on a special separate shelf in your room

"So that's my gift for you today! Do you like it?"

"I love it, 'Tora."

It was a small origami rose, which was actually very well made, considering he had to use his imagination

You both talk for a few moments before the chattering died down. You knew what that meant and quickly wiped the already falling tears

You hated this

You hated how close yet how far he was from you

You just wanted to break the damn glass and embrace him, never letting go

And he damn well knows he wants it too

But he can't, and neither can you

He was recently taken in, 3 years ago

Which means he'll be out in 7 years

Which felt like a lifetime for both of you

His biggest fear was you'd find someone new and leave him

Which he wouldn't even be mad about, considering he just ruined both your lives

But you stay consistent, you visit every single day, and even if you don't manage to, you always send him gifts and make up for it when you see each other.

But people's patience runs out at some point, and that point is today

You never meant to say this

You never meant to question his love for you because you both knew it was there and growing every passing day

So why did you ask? Was it the loneliness you felt every time you stepped out of the room and he wasn't there by your side? Was it the thrust to just be able to hold his hand? Was it the pain you felt every night where, instead of saying goodnight to him, you turned to a frame with a photo of him and said it to it?

You didn't know. He didn't know

The only thing you remember after that was the sound of glass shattering, alarms going off, and Kazutora hugging onto you as if it was your last minute on Earth.

You just cling to him, never wanting to let go again

You felt the tears fall when he kissed you, feeling all his love attack you in that one moment before the guards arrived and took him away

Your little moment lasted around 10 seconds, probably even less, but it felt like eternity to both of you

Visits were banned for a week until they changed the glass into an even more thick and unbreakable one

You dashed to the building the second they opened visiting hours again

And to be fair, even if that cost him 4 more months in juvenile, it was worth it when you finally managed to continue with your lives after his sentence

+ Your younger son thought it was funny while your older daughter cried her eyes out. I think you have 3 kids instead of two.

— MANJIRO SANO

Ah, yes. Our favorite dark impulse.

Listen, Mikey has to have FULL trust in you to even think about dating you. We're talking about Draken type of trust, if possible even more.

If Mikey falls for you, he will hit like fucking bedrock

If you don't reciprocate his feelings, he'd be hurt, but if you do, you're stuck for life

Mikey loves hard, and it's been proven so many times

It's the same as Kazutora. He'd kill for you.

Don't make him prove it. Just don't. You know, he knows, and everybody knows Mikey will do anything for you

So why ever question it?

You loved Manjiro, and he loved you. It was way too obvious to the point Emma already planned your whole future together

You knew that, but you always had this 'what it' thought in the back of your head, messing with you and you hated it

It was a normal afternoon. You were out with Mikey, just roaming around the city, eating at restaurants where they don't have flags so you brought your home-made ones, and spending way too much money on things you don't need

It was fun and all, just spending time together until he got a message from Draken which quickly brought him to his senses

He didn't want to leave you, but he had, so with a quick kiss on the lips he was off

You waved him goodbye with a smile and called up Emma and the girl just magically teleported to you in 10 minutes

She just loves you too much

Probably fought with Mikey for your hand at some point

You were having a blast with her until you both finally settled down at a café and talked about, just, anything and everything

You decided to share your thought with Emma and she quickly jumped, reassuring you that Mikey loved you with all his hesrt

She started showing you messages he's sent her about how he felt, what to get you and all sorts of things

But our beautiful Emma had her own 'what if' thought and when Mikey got home she instantly jumped on him

It was like, 1am when you heard his bike's engine roaring from outside your window. You got up and were met with a smiling Mikey and no more sleep for tonight

"Wake up, sleepy head. We need to talk."

The moment you got down to him, you were already zooming through the streets of Tokyo, but not in a racer-fast manner, just enought so you aren't like slugs on the roads

"Emma told me that—"

"I'm sorry, Mikey... I didn't mean to—"

"Please let me finish."

He talked for like, a whole ass hour. About everything that includes you both.

He brought you to tears ngl

His words just hit so deep that the thought immediately disappeared

Maybe it was he words of affirmation he used, the quality time he spend riding all night with you to ease your worries, the gift he gave you when you watched the sunrise and the fact you woke up in your bed later on with a small letter from him and a chibi drawing of both of you at the corner that kept a smile on your face till the end of you days

And you damn well know you lived one long ass life with Manjiro

And I'm kinda surprised to be honest

Not because you could've died while he was in Toman or anything, but because your kid is 3 times worse than Mikey.

+ Your son found his old gang uniform and wore it to school. The next teacher-parent conference was one hell of a trip.

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