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#reo angst
dark-night-hero · 8 days
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Pictures were all over the floor and table, and currently, Reo Mikage felt his cheeks sting from the cut of the photos that were thrown at him seconds earlier.
"It meant nothing." He says, looking down on the pictures on the ground. He did not look at you.
On the floor was pictures of him and a woman looking all lovey-dovey, even in the picture you can see how intimate they look. Nothing he says. That is funny because this looks like nothing to you.
You could see the way he looks at her in the picture. You know that look. God fucking dammit. You know that look.
"Tell me you don't love her." You command.
It hurts, it hurts because you know. You know at the end of the day he came home to you. He kiss you and act like nothing happened. Because nothing happened. He did not kiss her, he did not fuck her. But the way he looks at her.
"Tell me you don't love her..." This time, you almost sound like you were begging. Maybe you were.
You were met with nothing but silence. He did not even look at you. His eyes remained fixed on the photos all over the place. And there you found your answer.
Sitting down on the sofa, you ran your hand through your face before cupping your mouth. You felt like crying, but you also felt like laughing. In the end you could only let out a deep sigh causing him to flinch, this time he looked at you. But you were no longer in the position to look at him in the eyes.
You know if you do, you will cry. But you do not want to cry in front of him. He hates it when you cry. But this is no longer about him, this is about you not showing a moment of weakness right in front of him. Come to think about it, he love- he loved that about you. Heh, what a lie.
"When did it started?" when did you start loving her? You asked, looking pass him, looking at the door behind him.
"(First-)"
"So this is it for us." You stood up.
As you stood up and walk pass him, you expected him to go after you. But he did not. And you can not look back, what was the use when it could only hurt you more?
As you close the door right behind you, tears start to fall, but you continue to move forward, you should. Just then, snow starts to fall from the sky causing you to realize how cold and lonely you are right now as you reach out to touch- catch a snowflakes falling form the sky. It was cold and lonely. Still, it was beautiful.
"Wait-! (First name)-!"
[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2024°
: I have no fucking idea wtf am I doing. I just saw this tiktok vid boom, inspirational. I was thinking of a genshin character but then I miss Blue Lock. Also I don't know wtf happened near the end. Sorry I was kinda out of it.
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yuquinzel · 11 months
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❛ ‧˚ IDLE TOWN — mikage reo.
notes ⨾ hurt / comfort, [ 1.6k wc ] i basically wrote this for practice but I'll post it bc i need feedback + my first attempt at actual angst so idk here have some reo angst i promise i'll make up for it with fluff later :P
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you are leaving, for good. and reo knows he cannot stop it. 
pause. rewind. he came back home three hours ago, everything was fine. or so he believed. he took note of your silence much quickly. you were talking, yes— but you were silent. he finds silence in your empty glances, less words and more hums for responses. you speak but your words are nothing more than incoherent blurbs of sound. you're silent when he asks you about your day, because you do not ask him the same.
he knows you well. too well to simply brush this of a result of exhaustion. the room he is in is cold, he winces because he does not find you in his arms and because that means you must be cold too. he knew to give you space, sometime to collect your thoughts as he does his.
but an hour or so has passed, reo wants to see you now. he can never always leave you to your thoughts for long lest you need a second voice to become the comforting reminder of not being alone. but if he's being honest, then this is more of a selfish act than a serving one. maybe more than you, he does not want to be left alone with his thoughts.
“hey,” a caffeinated sort of anxiety washes over him when he enters your shared bedroom. the air isn't awkward, but it is not comfortable either, “what're you up to?”
you are still silent, preferring a low and dismissive hum instead. he sits himself on the edge of the bed, hesitant as the way you'd approach a storm. he waits for eleven heartbeats— he knows because he can hear his heart— you don't say anything.
“talk to me, something's on your mind.” reo says. he feels your gaze scan him over, you are searching for something in him. that's the most of a response he's gotten out of you tonight. he hopes you find whatever answer you're looking for, an answer you've decided you won't find in his words. 
“i don't know reo, i just— i'm exhausted.” you're lying. he can tell, you don't sound exhausted. you sound defeated. he also knows you are not lying to him, but to yourself. but he does not know what to say, maybe— maybe you still need time. it's okay, he reminds himself. we're okay, it repeats in his mind.
“then let's just get to bed, ’kay?” he can taste the desperation in his voice, it lingers like a bitter aftertaste. why he feels so unsure, he does not know. all he knows is that he doesn't like this — whatever this is — it's hollowing him out from the inside. 
his hand instinctively comes to brush back the strands of hair behind your ear. he freezes when you recoil. “i— i'm gonna sleep in the guest bedroom tonight.” his heart stammers in his chest like your voice. you don't give him the luxury of a momentary pause, instead quickly standing up on your feet.
reo's just as quick. his hand envelopes your wrist, you wince a little from the harshness of his hold. “w-what? — no, you can't do that.” his voice is a little raised, long gone is the tenderness he always brings with himself. he's scared. he knows you are too. he looks at you, in hopes of a waver in your composure. you have been oddly calm this entire time, it settles uncomfortably in his stomach.
“i'm not asking you reo, i just need to be alone. just— just let me be.” there's a finality in your meek voice, reo winces at the biting tone.
but he's firm on his words, “this isn't fair, y/n. something's obviously bothering you and instead of talking to me like an adult, you're just giving me the fucking silent treatment? well, shit. i can't read your mind. talk to me— you always do.”
you have to look away, “i'm not doing this with you right now.” you wrestle your wrist out of his grip, walking out of the room with heavy steps that reo follows all too quickly— but you don't really walk into the guest bedroom as he'd feared. you stop. reo sucks in a deep, cold breath. 
“what do you want from me?” your voice unfurls in shades of hurt, exhaustion and defeat altogether. reo furrows his brows, his heart beginning to pick up its rhythm, “no, what do you want from me? what did i even do wrong?”
“where were you today, reo? what was your day like?”
your question takes him aback, confusion weaving through the lines on his forehead. “what — you already know that, i texted you i had plans. you read my message, you replied.”
he pauses when a bitter, short-lived laugh leaves your lips. “right, you still don't remember.” your voice feels as empty as your null expression.
“we had a date today, reo. the date you promised to make time for, the date which was an apology because you haven't been home lately. that date — you forgot in favor of hanging out with your friends.” you are breathless now. reo can so clearly see the tears collecting in your eyes, and he also knows you're trying to keep them from falling. he knows you too well, after all.
reo feels lost. his shoulders slack in defeat, his thoughts blur altogether trying to make sense of your words. a heavy, stinging lump claws at his throat. it scratches him from inside until his voice bleeds in the form of quick and staggered breaths, “why — why didn't you say anything?”
this is where the tears trail down your cheeks, reo feels the ache to wipe the damp trails they leave in their wake. but he wills himself against it, he can not. he's afraid you'll burn if he touches you and he's not really ready for that. “i waited — i thought you'd remember. i was waiting for you.”
you don't wipe your tears yourself. because reo has always done that for you. he regrets his prior hesitance, and reaches out his hand to caress the side of your face. you're kind with that. you don't step back, you let him pad his thumb across your skin. he's grateful. 
“i'm sorry,” he says. its heavy, but he doubts it carries much wait. “i'm sorry, i — i'm sorry. i'm such a fucking idiot. it just— ” he stammers, voice stuck in his throat. reo feels like he's choking on his words. he knows there's no way to undo the hurt, he knows you won't just forgive him with a few worded apologies. he knows he does not deserve it either. it took until your silence for him to finally hear you. it took until you decided to leave, for him to realize he would give up anything to make you stay.
“i don't want your sorry's reo, i'm tired, i — i want to leave.” a shaky exhale leaves you. next you're walking towards the main door instead of the guest bedroom. reo's feet are stuck to the ground. he swallows back the rising bile in his throat.
“no, wait, it — it's midnight, y/n, love, we still need to talk —”
“what's there to talk about now? what can you say besides you're sorry?”
you are leaving, for good. reo knows he cannot stop it. 
but still he finds his feet following your steps. he finds his hand grasping your in attempts to get you to just wait, just— just listen. he finds his knees strike the earth, and although he's scared, he looks up at you once more. he finds himself at a loss for words yet with enough urgency to say something — anything — that it scorches his lips. 
“please don't— please, i know i fucked up, i know.” he begins, and you're not so cruel as to walk away this time. “i know i can't say anything besides that i'm sorry, i'm so sorry i made you feel like you weren't important. i'm sorry i promised to do something about it and broke it. i'm so sorry i love you so much that i'm still too selfish to let you go—” you shiver with the slightest tremor in his voice, the crack in rushed breaths that's so very uncharacteristic of him. “— but stay. please stay, y/n. let me show you that you deserve better. please. i don't want to lose you, not like this.”
“reo, get up.” you breathe, voice still as shaky. reo's scared. he's scared to have said something wrong, scared that he pushed you even further way. scared that he has already lost you. but he gets on his feet back up. 
it takes a few uncounted heartbeats before you speak again, “you promised reo, after you'd barely been home the entire month. and i waited like an idiot— i love you, so much that i don't know what to do with this anymore.”
reo consumes you in his embrace. it is nothing firm or strong, but just something to keep you close. it's grounding. reo feels all your breaths as they come and go, “we can figure it out. we'll talk, about everything. like we always do. you said we make a good team right? we can — we can talk about it in the morning.”
reo is afraid you'll disappear if he lets you go now, and you're finally holding on to him as well.
“i'm exhausted reo,” you whisper this time. but you are holding on to him, with something akin to the sincerity and the hope of being held the same way. so he does. 
“i know, i love you. it's okay,” reo hums, he feels breathless. “we'll figure it out in the morning, yeah?”
it takes a weak nod from you to make his shoulders relax, all the worry lines of his forehead unwinding and as he rakes his fingers through your hair — he hopes it does the same for you. it has always calmed you down. he hopes that hasn't changed.
this is where he hooks an arm under your thighs, the other so gently wrapped over your shoulder as he lifts you up in one swift motion. you cling to him. reo is grateful. 
he knows you have much to talk about. but when you let your head fall to rest on his chest, when you tell him you like the sound of his heart, when you still say you love him as he lays you down on the bed, the warmth pooling the sheets as much as your eyes — he knows the two of you will be alright. 
you stay — and that's all reo cares about.
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kuromochimi · 3 months
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omg okay i saw ur requests are open so… how would bl boys react if their spouse got pregnant? can u make it angsty if you can plz😝 i like hurting myself
• MINORS DNI • MINORS DNI • MINORS DNI •
oh this plot fits our career driven boys soooo much (reo’s is his gf since I didn’t notice the spouse part from the request while I was writing his part)
Content warnings: angst, talks of pregnancy and abortion, a bit ooc bc these boys are toxic here, characters are aged up! Not proof read
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Mikage Reo
Standing in front of reo had never felt as anxiety inducing as it did right now. He was your safe space, someone you’d run to whenever you felt uneasy and for the most part, he never failed to give you the comfort you needed. He was gentle, patient, and reassuring. That was… until you handed him a positive pregnancy test. As shaken as you were, reo’s world was also spiraling as he stared at the two pink lines shown on the test. Positive. He got you pregnant and right as he was at his prime as a new football player.
“No” was all he mamaged to say. “No? Reo you- you can’t just say no” you were sobbing, thinking of how you’d have to stop your studies and how you were going to have tell your parents. “I just… yn I can’t handle a baby right now. And my parents. Fuck, my parents are-“ his hands in his hair, tugging lightly in frustration. You wanted to get mad at him and scream and push him but all you could manage to do was look at him in shock. How is he the same person who cuddled you every night and bought your flowers just because. The same person who had you in his future plans and promised to marry you as soon as you both had stable careers. Amidst reo’s sweet reputation in your heart and mind, you often forgot that he was also as career driven as he was in love. Reo had already disappointed his parents once when he chose to play sports instead of working at their family’s company. Now he’s made it to a place where they can at least commend him for his choice. He can’t risk another disappointment. His parents didn’t even know he had a girlfriend.
Finding out you were pregnant, your initial response was fear which later changed to calmness because you were so sure of reo. You were so sure that he wouldn’t leave you hanging. Maybe you shouldn’t have been so hopeful after all.
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Itoshi Rin
Your relationship with rin isn’t what people think it is. Sure you were married. Sure lots of his fans adored you as well. But behind the scenes, the marriage was arranged by his parents. That said, rin was never hostile. The relationship was civil, it was peaceful even. He did his thing and you did yours.
Later on in the marriage, you both decided that since you guys were married anyway, it wouldn’t hurt to add a couple more benefits along with having each other’s (quiet and to some extent, comfortable) company. Sleeping together became a regular occurrence and without meaning to, that led to you getting pregnant, something which rin had never planned on and something he definitely won’t be happy about. You weren’t happy about it either. Not when you didn’t exactly have a healthy family to give the baby to be. Acting fast, you scrambled to your laptop to schedule yourself for an appointment to get a check up and most probably to get rid of the pregnancy. Unfortunately, in panic, you left your pregnancy test on the bathroom counter. Something that rin was welcomed with once he got home. It didn’t help that you left your laptop in the bedroom for him to see your scheduled appointments as well.
Thinking you could get by without letting rin know, you decided to act normal upon seeing him enter the kitchen. You were preparing dinner when he walked in. After smiling at him and greeting him to acknowledge his presence, you went back to dinner prep. This confused rin. Were you not going to tell him? Was the test maybe not yours? Were you fucking with him? “Really yn? Don’t you have anything to say?” “hm? what do you mean, rin? Did you want something else for dinner?” He annoyingly nodded “you’re pregnant?” This made you freeze, dropping the knife on the floor, barely missing your foot. For a second, a flash of concern hit rin’s eyes but that might as well have been your imagination. “It’s a yes then” you gave a barely there nod. “Rin I was going to tell you. I also just found out I’m sorry” he nodded again “You were going to tell me? Sure. Not like you already had an appointment with the clinic, no?” Your face lost all its color. You weren’t even sure why he was acting so annoyed. Every time your parents or his parents nudged you two to give them grandchildren, rin would always act annoyed and irritable the moment you get home. He also repeatedly expressed his refusal to have children, especially not when his career was booming. Having a wife was one thing but a child? Entirely different. He didn’t have to invest so much when it came to you. He just has to be respectful, be someone to satisfy your needs sometimes, maybe even go on a few dates here and there. Easy. But he wasn’t a monster so having a child would take up so much of his time, something he couldn’t afford to give. Was what he always said. So why was he so mad at your for just taking one step ahead? “I thought you didn’t want to have a baby, why are you mad?” You semi-shouted. “Maybe I didn’t but you can’t just decide to get rid of it on your own. That’s messed up” “okay but stop raising your voice rin, you’re scaring me. You always tell me you don’t want a baby with me so I just assumed” “Know what? Considering you seem to want to get rid of it so quick, then yeah sure, I don’t want that baby. You have my card, use it for the hospital bill or call me if you need me to be there. You probably won’t though, right?”
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a/n: I suck at writing angst but here’s an attempt o(TヘTo)
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etoiile · 4 months
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RAINY REDEMPTION
synopsis: your ex-boyfriend shows up at your doorstep, soaked from the rain and hoping for a second chance.
starring mikage reo!
genre(s): angst/comfort, fluff at the end, exes to lovers wc- 1.4k
notes: first time trying angst like this. hope you enjoy!!
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the last person you had expected to see upon opening your door was your ex-boyfriend of 2 months, mikage reo. he stood before you, soaked from the rain from head to toe, wearing a sheepish smile that contradicted the unease in his eyes. "can i come in?" he asked, his voice laced with uncharacteristic hesitancy. "it's really pouring outside."
stunned and speechless, you merely gestured for him to enter, an invitation he swiftly accepted. as you darted wordlessly to fetch a towel, a tumult of thoughts stormed your mind, each raindrop that fell echoing a question.
what was he doing here? why was he out in the rain? he never ventured into this part of town. what's going on?
shaking off these thoughts, you handed him the towel. grateful, he quickly began drying his hair – the beautiful, fluffy hair you used to run your hands through, to which he'd almost purr as he melted into your touch. the hair that had been long enough for you to braid and accessorize, filling an entire album on your phone dedicated to the different looks you'd given him. it had been months since you last saw it, and now, with no explanation, it was in your apartment.
breaking the silence, you questioned, "what are you doing here, reo?" your voice, calm and level, carried a coldness unfamiliar to him. he disliked it greatly.
"i was taking a walk, and it started raining." he answered simply.
you knew immediately and without a doubt that he was lying. you knew him best, after all.
eyeing him, you demanded, "what are you really doing here?"
a chuckle escaped his lips. that low, boyish chuckle that still sent shivers down your spine. he scratched the nape of his neck before nervously joking, "you got me. you always did know when i was lying."
"what are you doing here, reo?" you snarled, a sharp edge to your voice.
panic and fear washed over his features before he blurted,
"i still love you, y/n."
you took a moment to process his words before your entire world began to spin before your eyes.
your heart pounded, and your vision got fuzzy. your knees went weak, feeling like they might give out. nausea hit you hard, and you wanted to faint, cry, and run away—all at once. it was like a rainstorm of emotions hitting you like a torrent, messing with your whole system.
"..no."
"no?"
"no!" you screamed, tears flowing. instinctively, reo reached out to wipe them away, but you slapped his hand away, making him wince.
"you cannot," you sobbed, "break my heart, tell me it's over, and not talk to me for months,"
reo's eyes began to water too.
"and then come marching back to me, and tell me you fucking love me, reo. no. you cannot do that to me."
"y/n," reo started, but you cut him off.
"i," you breathed through tears, "was just starting to get over you, to come to terms with the fact that you didn't want me around anymore."
by now, reo was freely crying too.
"and then you just waltz through my doorway to tell me you love me? are you kidding me?"
"y/n," reo tried to start again, coming as close to you as he thought you'd let him. "i'm so sorry."
"you're sorry? that's it?" you spat angrily.
"hurting you," he uttered, "was the greatest mistake of my entire life."
gently, he took your hands in his, relief washing over him when you didn't push him away.
"i did so much to tell myself that i'd be fine, that you were just another girl, and i'd find someone else." you almost rolled your eyes.
"but it wasn't true," he breathed. "not one bit. not even close. no one," he squeezed your hands, "could ever come close to you."
"i miss your voice. i miss your laugh. i miss waking up in the morning and seeing you smile. i miss spending time with you doing anything: cuddling and a movie, buying groceries, baking things, going to restaurants. y/n, i miss you so much my entire body hurts when someone mentions your name. i miss you, y/n, and i'm so, so sorry that i hurt you."
you're sobbing uncontrollably now, and his heart aches, knowing he's the one who made you this way. he'd always hated seeing you cry, but he hated it a thousand times more when he was the cause. he vowed to never make you cry like this ever again if you decided to let him back in.
hesitantly, he reached up to your face, fingers trembling with the fear that you'd push him away once more. luckily, you don't. you don't slap him, nor do you yell at him. instead, you let him tenderly wipe the tears from your skin, a silent ode to his love. it felt like a soothing melody in the midst of chaos, a gentle reassurance. you allowed him to cup your tear-stained face, a silent acknowledgment that, in this fragile moment, a sliver of hope had found its way into both of your hearts.
"y/n, i need you. the months we've spent apart have torn me apart completely. so much so that i couldn't even get out of bed to get to practice. nagi had to come get me out of bed, and that should really tell you something."
he winced as he observed your unamused expression, then took a deep breath.
"i know i can't change the past. no matter how much i wish i could, i will never be able to take back the harsh words i said. i will never be able to undo my horrible actions. i know i was a terrible boyfriend to you, y/n, but please. i love you. i know i need to respect your wishes and boundaries, but if you still love me too, i'm not going anywhere." he looked at you desperately, his purple orbs silently pleading with you. "do you?"
silence lingered, the air thick with trepidation. then, you broke down again, burying your head in his shoulder. "of course i do," you mumbled softly, sobbing. relief deluged his body, and his hold on you tightened ever so slightly.
"reo, i love you with every fiber of my being. i love you so much that i never stopped thinking about you for a single minute since we split. i love you so much it took all of my willpower not to jump into your arms the moment i opened the door. reo, i love you so much that it scares me." you confessed, your voice no higher than a whisper. if he hadn't been desperately clinging onto your every word and move, he wouldn't have heard it.
"then please. one more chance. we can make this work, i promise. i swear to you with my life that i'll be better. i'll make you happy. i'll do everything in my power to be the best lover you've ever had." he looks at you anxiously, trying to read your expression. "we can take it slow. ease back into it. but please don't give up on me, on us, just yet. im begging you."
in the quiet aftermath that followed his plea, a heavy silence settled. the air thickened as his words lingered, creating an atmosphere filled with uncertainty and anticipation. your contemplative gaze met his desperate one, and for a moment, time stood still.
"please, y/n. i need you."
you stayed silent for a bit, and he held his breath the entire time. his heart was beating so fast he thought it'd leap out of his body.
"ok." you finally sighed. "let's give it another shot."
elation, bright as the sun after rain, soared through his body as he engulfed you in his embrace. the warmth flooded all your senses as he squeezed you tight, never wanting to let you go.
"thank you," he whispered, tears soaking your shirt. "thank you so, so much."
a nod subtly affirmed, an unspoken acknowledgment of the gravity in the air. "yeah," you breathed gently, taking in what had just occurred. "it'll be ok. we'll be ok."
"i love you," he sobbed, the words pouring out in earnest. "i love you so, so much."
excitement and joy rushed through his body like a heavy downpour upon hearing the four magical words you next uttered:
"i love you too."
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Reo needs words of affirmation and a hug...
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startaee · 11 months
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not an equal.
reo x reader; reader wants to be independent, but reo doesn't see the point of it.
pt.2, a second chance
tws, overworking, slightly toxic relationship, power imbalance.
reblog if you like it!
plsplspls don't let this flop /open to constructive criticism,, just don't be rude!/ if this goes well, ill definitely post the comfort part !!
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“reo you can’t be serious…” you sighed heavily, rubbing the temple of your head. “what, pookie? i missed ya’. and my schedule’s free for the day so-” his cocky smirk was wiped off when you slammed your laptop shut.
“well. news for you, but mine isn't.” you got up from your desk, walking towards him, each step you took, felt heavier.
you were tired. you’d been working for 7 hours straight. not by force, but by choice. there was a promotion coming up and your senior, (and mentor) had hinted that your name might be on the list. you wanted to give your best. which resulted in you overworking yourself for the past week. only ever taking a few breaks to nap and eat. this was only temporary, just till june ended, and you were finally given the higher salary, bigger office and more authority. just like you deserved. 
“woah, what’s up with the attitude?” reo furrowed his eyebrows, slightly raising his hands as a form of defencelessness (?). 
“this is the third time you’ve shown up to my office, reo. and it’s the last time, i tell you to never. ever. do it again.” you said, your eyes bloodshot due to the lack of sleep and the anger you felt at this moment. sure, he missed you. you missed him too, but this promotion was something you’d dreamed of for years now. you were so close and wanted to make sure everything was perfect. however, your boyfriend showing up to work three times in the same week wasn’t going to impress your higher-ups.
“hey, don’t snap at me, alright? this is the most of you i’ve seen all week!” he raised his voice, pointing at you accusingly. that’s when it hit you. you were arguing with a man-child. no, it wasn’t funny anymore. he’d been served everything on a golden platter since the time he was born. sure, he works hard now, but he’d have never made it so far if it wasn’t for the fact that he was born into the right family. you took a deep breath, turning to face a wall, because you couldn’t stand to see him right now.
then you remembered, and you felt your anger rise back. “yeah, well, what about the times you went to the US for up to two weeks?” your head snapped back to him, watching his face turn into an amused one as he scoffed. “y/n. sweetie, that’s different.” he smiled, a hand reaching out to cup your face. despite how gentle this must have seemed to the audience peeking into your office from outside, to you, it felt cruel. cruel, humiliating, and offending. feeling tears well up in your eyes once you realized how he saw you, you shut them. your friends, your family, everyone was right.
reo mikage was not on your level. he would never be. and most importantly, he’d never see you, the same way you see him.
“how…” you mumbled. “how…is it different…?” you knew the answer. but you wanted to hear it. just to be sure. 
“darling, c’mon. don’t be like that. you know, my work is, y’know? actually important…” he smiled at you as you blinked your eyes open, biting your lip and nodding. tears slipped down your face, and as his thumb immediately reached out to wipe them, you took a step back. 
“and mine isn’t.” you stated, wanting to laugh at yourself for even telling your friends that your boyfriend, respected you and saw you as an equal. 
“oh, don’t cry, y/n. want me to talk to your boss? i could make things much easier if ya let me.” he raised his eyebrows, sending you his signature smile as he walked closer to you.
your face felt cold. you felt tired and betrayed and sleepy and pathetic. “reo?” you said, turning your back to him as you made your way back to your desk. wiping your own tears, you made a decision. a decision that you wouldn’t regret, but would certainly make him think about his actions for months. 
“we should break up.”
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rewh0re · 10 months
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━PROMISES ARE BUT FUTILE WORDS ; MIKAGE REO
- angst, 1.1k, yelling and cursing, crying, fed up reader, crying reo (sorry!), Give it a read maybe and I'll give you a cookie! Reblogs + feedbacks are highly appreciated!!
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It was a highly extravagant restaurant with bright blinding lights and fancy customers murmuring amongst themselves. The sound of cutlery hitting the plates as people enjoyed their meal became more and more evident as time passed by.
You could see her. Your waitress. She was trying her hardest to subtly look at you after every 2 seconds, maybe waiting to approach you again. You took a sip of your water as you sighed and rubbed your neck, fidgeting with the beautiful pearl necklace that you wore. The one saved only for special occasions. You looked down at your phone for what seemed like the millionth time in an hour. Maybe they weren't really even looking at you necessarily but all you felt were pairs of eyes burning holes into your frame as you kept checking for at least one text. It never came.
"Miss?" Your waitress finally came up to you, a sheepish look on her face. You gave her a small understanding smile.
"Miss I am really sorry but you might have to give up this table. You have not ordered anything in an hour and the other customers are patiently waiting outside. So if you could please order something?" She gave you a smile that screamed the amount of pity she held for you.
"Uh no I'm fine, I'll be leaving. So sorry for keeping up the line," you blinked twice as you tried to keep the little tears at bay. You got up from your chair, smiled at her one last time and quickly walked out of the very expensive, very beautiful restaurant. You saved up for this.
You checked your phone one last time. No text or call from Reo.
"Fuck that jerk. Fucking shithead," you muttered more to yourself. You wiped the few stray tears that slipped and headed straight towards home.
All you wanted at this very moment was to change out of the clothes you were wearing and maybe just try to sleep. You couldn't sleep without Reo, but you have to today.
You opened the front door, ready to freshen up as soon as possible but you froze on the doorway.
There he was, sitting on the sofa, your cat on his lap as he was watching some football match you honestly didn't care about at the moment. You were angry, seething, all you felt was rage because what the fuck was Mikage Reo doing at home just chilling when you humiliated yourself at a restaurant where he was supposed to be on a date with you?
"Oh hey honey! You're back!" He gave you his million dollar smile and normally that would make your insides flutter but you clenched your jaw as you constricted yourself from screaming at him. Not so soon.
"What do you mean by that? What are you doing at home?" You asked in a flat voice.
"Oh well, practice ended early so I went over to Nagi's and we played some games. Then I came home and thought that we'd cuddle but you weren't here," he smiled at you from the sofa, softly petting your cat. "But you were not here. I assumed you went out with your friends so I didn't bother you by calling and all. Hey? Are you feeling okay"
You saw his face morph into one of concern and he probably saw yours covered in pure vexation.
"Am I okay? Am I okay?! REO! do you really not remember what today was supposed to be," you paced towards him, your footsteps quick and voice rising, slowly but surely.
Reo's eyes widened in horror as the realization finally dawned upon him. It was your 1 year anniversary. You both had decided on a date night at the restaurant for which he knew you saved up. You had mentioned this being extremely special for you.
"Shit," reo hissed as he shut his eyes, opening them to see tears almost streaming out of your own.
"Shit indeed," you turned to go towards your bedroom but he was quick to hold your wrist.
"Listen. Y/n. I am so sorry it completely slipped my mind. I-"
You laughed at his pointless explanation, "of course it slipped your mind Reo. It always fucking does! Last time, I asked you to hang out at my place and you forgot. Before that I asked you if you could check out the cafe near my office and guess what? You couldn't make it. Everytime I try to do something special for us, you ruin it by blowing up on me. So don't give me that bullshit that it slipped your mind because if you wanted to come with me in the first place, that wouldn't have happened."
You snatched your wrist away from him. You were panting from all the yelling you did and it was so evident that you were trying your hardest not to break down then and there. Reo had understood that his relationship was hanging on by a thread at this point and he was unable to do anything to save it.
"Baby listen. I'm sorry I've done this to you. I love you. I do, really and I can try to come up with an explanation as to why I stood you up but there won't be any. So I won't try. All I can say right now is that I'm sorry and I promise y/n. I promise that next time, I will not repeat this mistake. Won't you give me another chance?" By now even Reo was trying his hardest to keep his tears at bay. His lips quivered and voice broke with every sentence that he spoke but he stood his ground. He realized he might lose you very soon. Very very soon. But he would beat himself up over it if he at least didn't try to keep you with him.
You scoffed at his words, meaningless as they were to you, "Promise? Ha! Your promises have proved to be useless time and time again Reo. Your promises are nothing but a string of futile words attached by some lanky thread that grows more precarious every passing second. I cannot trust your words anymore."
You looked away to hide your tears. He tried to gently hold your face, look into your eyes but the way you smacked his hand away revealed how this relationship had already broken.
"This was my last straw Reo. I want you out of my house by morning," his eyes widened in pain and tears kept flowing but he knew you wouldn't change your mind. He knew you. Once you made a decision, you stuck to it, not being easily swayed.
"If that is what you want, what you truly, really want, then I will respect your decision y/n. But I need you to know that you look gorgeous today and everyday and I will love you. Always. You gave me the world and if you ever want to try again or if you ever find it in yourself to forgive me, I will be just one call away." He kissed your forehead, a kiss that lingered longer than expected because this was the last.
Reo was gone the next morning when you woke up.
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sugugetos · 1 year
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Arguments — mikage reo
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"Fine," he said with a little bit of annoyance. "sleep in the guest bedroom tonight" he continued, his voice colder and more serious,. , but also a little bit hurt. "But" he added sternly as you walked away, his eyes still on you. "I'm not giving up. You'll come around eventually".
You scoffed at his statement, not even bothering to look back. With every step you took, you made sure your footsteps were heavy so it was evident that you were mad at him.
Upon reaching the guest room, you opened it and closed it with a thud. His face grew a little bit cold, like ice, as you shut the door. His whole body also changed. He was back to being the cold, calculating and stern man that you're normally married to.
"Oh, and by the way" he added with an indifferent tone, looking at the door. "If you need anything, if you get cold or scared or lonely or whatever else,"
"Don't come to me." he added sternly before turning around and starting to walk away.
On the other side of the door, you were listening to every word he said. Hearing it made your heart clench. You were hurt seeing reo, the man you married— no, the reo you married would be apologizing by now. You tried your best to not let it get to you and decided to just lay down.
You have been lying on the bed for some time, just blankly staring at the ceiling. Oh how you wished he was there to cuddle you. You couldn't sleep without him.
What started as a small, barely noticeable feeling of loneliness quickly turned into a deep sense of hurt and pain inside you. It was not like you wanted to admit it, especially to him if he was right in the other room, but you were hurting. You wanted him, but you were also hurt by his cold demeanor, and you were still upset about the whole situation.
You didn't know what to do or how to feel, and that feeling of pain and hurt was overwhelming you. As if his words were a broken record in your head, it kept on replaying. ‘don't come to me.’
You stood from the bed and went outside to go to the living room. You were certain that reo would be at the masters room fast asleep by now as the fight didn't seem like it affected him at all.
You sighed, trying to contain the tears. You sat on the couch doing nothing but spacing off.
Reo was in the master's bedroom. Not asleep though, just lying in bed, gathering his thoughts. The events of today continued to replay in his mind over and over and over.
He had already gotten over his initial anger and frustration at the whole thing and had calmed down. Now he was feeling sad, both for the whole situation and for what he had done.
His face had turned back to his usual kind and soft self, and he was slowly building up the courage to open the door to the bedroom and try to mend things with you in some way yet a part of him was still hesitating.
After a lot of thinking, sleep was finally coming to you. You felt your eyes getting heavy and the second you knew, you were fast asleep on the couch. It was cold since there were no blankets or someone to cuddle close with, just... pillows. The night passed by and morning soon came. The whole night you were tossing and turning, dreaming about the whole situation.
When you finally woke, the sun was up, the sky was blue and the birds were chirping. You looked a little uncomfortable in your position as you hadn't slept completely well.
The silence in the house was deafening. Everything was silent, save for the small morning noises that every house makes. You could hear birds chirping, and the wind blowing from the window. You rubbed your eyes off to be completely awake. You didn't realize you slept on the couch.. You only sighed upon recalling the events last night.
While you were busy rethinking, you heard a familiar voice. Looking up to the one who was speaking, you were only met with disappointment when it was just Mr. Lynn, the butler, telling you that reo was asking you to go to the dining room for breakfast.
You reluctantly went, you did kind of want to see him anyway. You sat on your usual seat silently. The butler looked at you with a concerned look in his eyes. He knew how close you and reo were, so he knew this was not a good sign at all.
"Everything alright, Ma’am?" he asked in a friendly tone to which you only nodded.
"I'll go and tell him you're here" he added and started walking towards the door. "Will there be anything else?"
"No thank you, I'm good." you smiled at Mr. Lynn before going back to just staring down at your plate, not having any appetite to eat. "Okay, let me know if you change your mind," he said, giving you a kind smile in return.
He walked through the door and left, leaving you alone in the dining room, alone with your thoughts.
Minutes later, that awkward silence was broken by the sound of footsteps approaching. As you looked at it, you saw your husband walking in with the same cold look, but mixed with the usual kind and loving expression he usually had.
"Good morning, my love," he said in a soft, tender tone.
You only hummed in acknowledgement, not wanting to talk to him. That hum made him sad. He understood it was to show that you were still upset with him because of what happened last night, but it was still heartbreaking for him.
"Look" he started in a soft tone as he walked to his seat. "I know you're mad and that's perfectly understandable. But we need to talk about this" he said, his tone changing to a more serious one.
His eyes met yours as he sat on the other side of the table. “Can we talk about this? I really don’t like arguing with you.”
You only stared at your plate not moving an inch, waiting for him to speak up once again. He sighed. "Please. You know we can't just keep things like this. We need to talk about it" he said, in a soft but also urgent voice. It was a side of him you had only rarely seen up to that point, his usual kindness and gentleness being replaced by a stern, more serious attitude.
"You can keep silent if you wish," he continued. "But I want you to listen. Is that okay?" he asked, as he stared at you. You remained silent. Oh, how badly you want to just come to him and bury yourself in his scent. You sighed.
Reo took your silence as yes, "Thank you"
"Listen," he started, his voice gaining back its familiar kindness and love. "I know I hurt you last night with some things I said," he continued in a soft voice.
"And I know" he continued with a more serious tone now. "That me apologizing right now means nothing after how I treated you. But please, know that I'm truly sorry for what I said. It was just me getting angry and not controlling my words." "Please," he added, his voice turning warmer again. This time, You looked up at him in the eyes. "That's all I wanted to hear, reo." His kind and caring features coming back. "darling," he said in a soft, tender tone, reaching to touch your cheek.
As a more serious look took over his face to match yours. "I want to know," he added, leaning forward so he could look at you closely. "Why were you silent for so long?" he asked, "You know we need to talk about it, right?"
“your words last night.. it hurt.” you admitted, looking away.
“So you just decided to give me the silent treatment till I apologized?”. A little bit of hurt was in his voice. "Do you know how that made me feel? Knowing you were unhappy with me and just ignoring me?" he added, his voice raising a little bit now.
He paused, taking a deep breath to calm down. "what happened to communicate is key, baby?" he added with a sigh, his expression becoming softer again. You frowned slightly upon hearing him sound mad. "How was I supposed to talk to you when you were all worked up? It could’ve only made things worse.”
"I could have said the exact same thing" he pointed out, his face not changing at all. "But, as hard as it was, I came to you, apologized and here we are talking things through,
the whole silent thing is a little childish, you know?" he complained, sounding like the husband he usually was now.
"And.." he added after a second. "You're supposed to be the person I can always rely on to be by my side no matter what. I don't like the idea of you giving me the silent treatment when you're upset."
"but that's the only thing I could do to make you realize that you were wrong. I know how big your pride and ego could get, Mikage." You argued back, his face turned cold as soon as you used his last name. The same name he shares with you. His eyes were ice, completely devoid of any kind of love, kindness or affection. He was angry, and you could clearly see that.
"So your way to make me realize that I was wrong and to do things the way you want is to just give me the silent treatment?" he asked, raising his voice a little more and standing. “You would rather just ignore me than talk things through maturely?" He added,
“I didn't do it to get what I want. I only did it to make you realize your mistakes, and like I said, how was I supposed to talk things out with you when you were mad at me?" You tried your best to remain calm and composed.
"Oh but you can be mad at me?" he asked, his eyes showing a clear look of hurt, sadness and disappointment. "You can be mad at me and give me the silent treatment, but I can't?" he asked with an irritated tone.
"How is that fair?" he added, his face now showing an angry expression again. "I came here to talk to you and apologize like an adult and here you stand, treating me like a child" he continued, his voice growing louder and harsher.
"I never said that, reo..." You trailed off looking down to avoid his cold and hurtful gaze.
He sighed, the anger and disappointment slowly leaving his eyes, and the kind, caring demeanor coming back.
"...you know how stubborn I can be," he said, his tone now back in its usual soft, kind and caring way. "And you know that I can be a little bit prideful and a jerk, right?" he added with a small chuckle. "I know how prideful I can be. And I know it can be hard for me to admit when I'm wrong" he continued,
"But I'm trying,
For you, I always try to be better. You really mean a lot to me and I cannot risk losing you. I love you too much." he admits. "But you gotta help me too, okay?"
"So please, promise me.. promise me that next time we have a fight or a disagreement, we'll talk about it, okay?"
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ilofbred · 10 months
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"i wouldn't marry me either"
warning: first drabble (?), not proofread, very ooc !
sypnosis: bf! reo who's getting engaged to someone from another influential company
you. you who approached him in class back then, unaware that one project in science would lead towards all of this. you who saw through him, looking past his soccer skills and money-- was a first in reo's life full of betrayal and luxury.
you were well aware of the materialistic boundaries between you and reo. yes.
but you didn't expect that it would suddenly slap you in the face so suddenly.
you collapse onto the floor as you tried to process the words that fell off of your beloved reo's lips.
"i can't do anything about it love, i'm sorry."
reo confessed, his voice breaking as he looked away. hell, had he been in his right mind he would have seen the pure look of heartbreak etched onto your face, realizing he didn't and wasn't going to fight for you.
"but-! aren't you at least going to fight for me? for us?" you stutter, head empty not able to think of any idea to escape this moment to the point you were gaslighting yourself this was nothing yet a painful dream.
reo tried consoling you, holding you. but you were drowning in the state of shock from the situation as words pass through from ear to ear--again, wishing this was only a dream.
yet, reality only clicked as reo left. you crumbled as you received the invitation to their wedding.
you stood there, frozen. seeing reo slip away from your fingers. as he stood on the altar with her.
he smiled your way, but you can clearly tell it was one of his fake smiles. one he had shown you on your first meeting long ago.
you feel your heart sink as they were proclaimed husband and wife, wondering if perhaps in another life it was you and him on that altar.
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antennaed-shidou · 11 months
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Letter 1
You'll never what I did today! I'll tell you when we get to meet again!
-love you {Y/n}
Letter 1 (Reply)
Why can't you tell me now? You know I don't like to wait.
-miss you Reo
Letter 2
Fine, yesterday my mom got me ice cream. But that's not all. She also took me to the park and we went on the swings together!
-love you {Y/n}
Letter 2 (Reply)
I wish I could have been with you! Sounds like you had a fun day.
-miss you Reo
Letter 3
I heard you had a soccer match today! Did you play well? And did you and Nagi win?
-love you {Y/n}
Letter 3 (Reply)
Yeah, the match didn't feel like 90 minutes. It felt way shorter. Wish you were there to see us win!
-miss you Reo
Letter 4
I really miss you, Reo. I wish I could hold your hand again and go out on dates like old times.
-love and miss you {Y/n}
Letter 5
I know you're getting busy these past few days. That's why you couldn't reply. If I'm being honest I have no clue if you got the last letter.
-love and miss you {Y/n}
Letter 5 (Reply)
I did receive both letters! And you're right I have gotten a lot busy these last few days. I'll try my hardest to respond though!
-love and miss you too Reo
Letter 6
If you are that busy then there is no need to respond right away. Just know I'll send these letters every day I can.
-love and miss you {Y/n}
Letter 7
My mom is writing this letter. My hands gave out and it's hand to pick up a pen or pencil. Though with that being said I hope you have a great day, Reo.
-love and miss you {Y/n}
Letter 8
Sorry if this is bothering you. But I really do miss you, Reo. I want to feel and hug you again. I want to talk with you in person again. I know you're busy and that's why you haven't been responding, but at least say something to this letter so I know you feel the same.
-love and miss you {Y/n}
Letter 8 (Reply)
{Y/n} I feel the same way I pink promise! I want to hold your face and kiss you again. Hold your hand while we watch movies. I miss the days when you would show up to our soccer practice and cheer me on.
-love and miss you too Reo
Letter 9
Aww, Reo, you make my heart flutter with joy. This is why I fell in love with you and only you!
-love you with all that I have {Y/n}
Letter 9 (Reply)
{Y/n} don't say that. I love you too.
-love and miss you too Reo
Letter 10
It's getting worse. My mom is writing this letter again cause' I can barely lift my arm up. It even hurt when trying to tell my mom what to put down.
-love and miss you {Y/n}
Letter 11
The doctors don't think some of my meds are working. I'm going into surgery tomorrow. I hope I come out alive and better than before.
-love and miss you {Y/n}
Letter 11 (Reply)
{Y/n} please don't say that. I know you'll come out better and stronger than you were before. I believe in you!
-I love and believe in you! Reo
Letter 12
Hey, are you doing ok? Or are you still in surgery?
-I love and believe in you! Reo
Letter 13
Please tell me if you are doing alright, {Y/n}. And sorry if this paper is wet.
-I love and believe in you! Reo
Letter 14
Please, {Y/n}. Don't leave me.
-I love and believe in you! Reo
Letter 15
We just won another match! Wish you were here to see it!
-I love and miss you Reo
Letter 16
Did the surgery go well?
-I love and miss you Reo
Letter 17
Guessing your doctors are still working hard.
-I love and miss you Reo
Letter 18
Are you even seeing these letters, {Y/n}? I hope you are smiling at them!
-I love and miss you Reo
Letter 19
Please {Y/n} I miss you so much. I wish I got to hold you in my arms one last time. No, I wish I got to see your smile that lights up the world. I wish I got to kiss your face one last time and look at all your defining features. I wish I could have heard your godsend voice one last time and have kept those words dear to my heart. I wish I could have started into those [e/c] eyes of yours and see to you bright would. I wish I could have got to take you on one last date so it could be the last memory of you instead of knowing you didn't want to tell me you were sick. That burden you were carrying on your shoulders, I wish we could have shared it together.
-I love you and I miss you Reo
Letter 20
I miss you so much, my love.
-I love you and I miss you so much {Y/n} Reo
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Wow, did I just write Angst of Reo? I've always wanted to do something like this and I finally had the right idea. Request are open! also not proofread
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tim-shii · 1 year
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tell her how you must've lost your mind.
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pairing: mikage reo x reader
tags: implied exes to lovers, fluff, angst if you squint really hard
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rain was tapping on the window glass. the storm outside does not seem to stop any time now. despite the weather outside, the night was peaceful. you sat in front of the fireplace, reading a book as you enjoyed the calm ambience in the living room.
three knocks at the door disturbed your found tranquility. your face scrunched up in confusion, because no sane person would walk amidst the storm just to pay you a visit. walking towards it, you reached for the handle, cautiously opening it. upon opening the door, your wariness long forgotten and instead replaced by a gush of bewilderment?
at the entrance, was a standing mikage reo. sheepishly smiling as if he was not soaked from head to toe. your jaw was slacked, baffled by his sudden appearance.
you both agreed to go on a break six months ago. seeing as he hasn't tried to reach out during those six months, you just assumed that he no longer wanted to be affiliated with you. so why the hell is he standing at your doorway, clothes soaked up as if he just ran in the storm like a mad man?
snapping out of your internal conflict, you ushered reo inside. hands grabbing at his cuffs, pulling him inside and shutting the door. turning to the boy, you gave him a perplexed look.
"are you insane?!" reo winced at the loud voice.
"come on, don't shout. we're at your house, just use your indoor voice." pouted the man as he settled his hands on your shoulders.
"don't give me that look! reo, you are crazy! it's storming outside. what made you run in the storm?! for an honor student, this was very dumb of you. why would you even–" a warm embrace cut you off, reo's face hidden in the crevice of your neck.
"i missed you, that's why. i'm sorry. it was stupid of me to suggest that break. i told myself that i'm gonna give you the space you need but i can't take it anymore. please, tell me you still love, cause i still. i never stopped.” every word he let out, the tighter his arms wrap themselves around your figure.
with little hesitancy, you wrap your arms around his neck, keeping him close. after a while, you pulled away from him, the man letting out a small whine. resting your hands on his face, reaching out to peck him on the forehead.
"let's get you washed up first okay? then we'll talk about this after." you whispered quietly, palms caressing his cheeks. 
reo, all washed up and dried, walked into the bedroom. the walls still filled with their pictures, one photograph more noticeable than the others. it was them, with you holding the camera and reo kissing your cheek from over your shoulders. seeing as you were already under the covers, he turned the lights off. waddling to the bed then getting under the covers. he let out a breath of relief, turning his body so that his attention was on you and you only.
wrapping his arms around you for the second time that night, he pressed a soft kiss on the tip of your nose. keeping your foreheads together, silence enveloping the room.
"i missed you too, you know? i never heard a thing from you so i thought you don't wanna associate yourself with me anymore, turns out you were waiting on me too." you laughed, snuggling closer to the warm being beside you.
"i made a stupid decision, i'm sorry about that again. but just know that i want you. for worse or for better. i'm willing to wait for you forever and ever. i broke your heart back then but i'll put it back together, i promise. i realized late on how lucky i am with you. but hopefully, i'm not too late?" he said, sincerity dripping from every word. hope and content flashing in his dark orbs. 
lips pressing on him brought shock to his system. out of reflex, his hands circled around your waist. unknowingly, both of you smiled into the kiss. 
"so is that a yes?" grinned reo after pulling away from you but still keeping a close distance.
you didn't say anything back, simply showed a lazy smile mirroring his. hands quickly grabbing his collar and pulling him for another kiss.
that's how it works. that's how you got the girl.
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likes and reblogs are appreciated! masterlist
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ode2rin · 3 months
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It's painfully evident to anyone with two working eyes that Reo likes you.
Reo excels in almost anything, except hiding his devastatingly pathetic pining towards you. It's etched across his face, woven into his body language, and discernible even in his speech. It's embarrassing to the point that even someone as detached and inattentive as Nagi can discern it from a mile away.
Well, it’s not that hard to tell when Reo looks at you as though you've adorned the night sky with every sparkling star.
Nagi sometimes wonders if Reo even knows it himself. You weren’t any better too, always so oblivious of the lovesick fool fawning at everything you do — yet stealing glances when you’re certain the purple-haired isn’t looking.
Nagi had become an inadvertent witness to countless moments, each one screaming of the unspoken connection between you and Reo. From stolen glances across the classroom, where your eyes would meet, sparking a silent understanding, to the subtle brush of hands as you passed each other notes.
Watching you both tiptoe around your feelings is painful, especially considering that the two of you are the closest things Nagi has to friends. 
Maybe some minor intervention wouldn’t be a hassle, Nagi reasoned. 
“I like you, Y/N,” and so, he falsely confesses, purposely doing so while Reo stands just a few steps behind you.
Nagi observes your frozen reaction to his declaration, your bag hanging mid-air, frozen before settling on your shoulders. He notices the widened eyes and slightly agape mouth. Above all, he sees the color drain from Reo's face and the slight twitch of his eye in shock. At least he knows his plan is working.
A moment lingers, and you recover from the shock of his confession, still blissfully oblivious to Reo's presence in the room. “Sei... I-I'm sorry. I like someone else.”
I know, he says in his mind. He doesn’t say anything, prompting you to say more. 
“I’m sorry, Sei. I like Reo.”
And there it goes. 
Realization, relief, and everything in between coloring Reo’s face behind you. Reo has always worn his feelings in his sleeves— too transparent and too obvious.
“I know. I don’t like you,” Nagi admits to you, “I said it because he’s behind you.”
For the second time, you freeze at his words. The urge to turn and confirm or deny his statement tugs at you, but the fear of confronting Nagi's unerring honesty prevails.
Nagi Seishiro never lies unless he admits he does. Lying is too much of an effort, honesty is easier, he reasons.
You weigh your choices. Honestly, you'd rather be the butt of Nagi’s jokes than to face Reo if he’s really behind you. And so, you make your decision. Instead of turning to confront the embodiment of your unrequited feelings, you bolt for the door, leaving the two men to exchange silent glances.
“It's a lie?” Reo's voice breaks the silence.
“Yeah,” Nagi confirms. “Why aren't you going after them—”
Reo interrupts him with a confession, “I wouldn't know what to do if you liked them, too.”
I know, Nagi thinks again, staring at Reo before shrugging and collecting his belongings from the table.
“It will be a pain, I guess.” he shrugs again before finally turning his back to Reo to leave the classroom.
Suppose it's a good thing— it's a good thing Nagi doesn't wear his feelings on his face like you do, Reo.
Because it will really be a pain, indeed.
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note. idk what this is but i present to you: pining reo written in nagi's pov or... i guess it could be more than that 🤷🏻‍♀️ (wrote this back in september pls throw the tomatoes gently)
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yuquinzel · 1 year
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BLUE LOCK BOYS AS ROMANCE TROPES !
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— feat ⨾ itoshi sae, itoshi rin, nagi seishiro, mikage reo.
— contents ⨾ fluff, angst.
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ITOSHI SAE + second chance at love !
it's raw with desperation and fear and hope— the way sae's fingers are clutching the fabric of your shirt. it's wasn't supposed to be this way. he kisses the tears trailing down your cheeks, “you said it was over. you said it wasn't worth it. you said you didn't want—” you choke on your own words, hand closing in fists on your sides when sae mutters breathlessly, “i didn't mean it, never ever.” he says. something like guilt burns in his eyes, a taste of regret on his lips, uncertainty and impatience in his hastened breaths.
it's crazy, you think. the way he still has that effect he had on you years ago when you were both seventeen in the airport terminal, teary eyes and staggered breaths. when the fear that the distance would tear you apart first took over, and sae stopped believing. when you looked away from him for the first time and he didn't reach out to wipe your tears. it wasn't supposed to be this way. he was back after four years and you weren't supposed to be in his arms. you promised yourself you'd talk like old friends do, and he trusted himself that he wouldn't say anything to try and make you stay.
“i think it can work, you and me, us. just the two of us and it'll be enough.” you know these words have burned on his tongue for long, because they're warm on your lips. you're kissing him back like it's only natural to do so.“i'm already yours, always have been.” he murmurs.
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ITOSHI RIN + childhood friends to lovers !
it's the warm and golden hues of the setting sun melting into the evening blues, splattered colours of contrast coming together— the mark of a newborn eve, the smell of wet earth after the first shower of spring and the cool caress of the breeze. rin is standing by the entrance gates to your school, leaning against the wall, head rested to the side as he waits for you.
you think you're caught in a trance. his back covers the remnants of the sunlight like the moon eclipsing the sun, casting shadows of orange glows. when he breathes, the shadows dance with him. he frowns in wait, and you catch up to him. when you smile, it's almost melancholy, “what's got you smiling like that?” rin eyes the solemn curve of your lips.
“hmm? i think it's ’cause i like you.” the words bleed from your voice in saccharine hues, in bittersweet whispers of unrequited love and fear that maybe you've ruined the carefully painted mosaic of years of knowing rin and the sea green gleam of his eyes, the quiet hums and smiles only you know, the knowledge that he doesn't know how to make paper planes, summer nights of horror movie marathons and trading ice creams.
rin parts his lips, eyes as wide as saucers. he sucks a breath in— searching for the second you say you're joking, “do you mean that?”
you nod and rin's arms swallow you whole, chests pressed so close your heartbeats sync and improvise as one.
“i like you too, really like you.” he breathes into your neck— lingers of relief and gratitude like he's breathing for the first time.
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NAGI SEISHIRO + forced proximity !
past 2 am into the late hours of midnight blues and the heavy patters rain against the glass window, reduced to background noise because you're subconsciously trying to trace the steady pattern of nagi's breathing, eyes skimming the fall and rise of his chest every two seconds.
you've been awake since thunder rumbled the walls of your temporarily-shared bedroom for the first time tonight. some fun, memorable just-close-friends trip this is. perhaps it wasn't enough you had to share the bed with someone, maybe it's truly because that someone happened to be nagi seishiro that you can't sleep at all. you're conscious of every breath he takes, how his body expands and relaxes. the heat of your bodies melding as one like a blanket of second warmth over you. “you still awake?” you ask, low and soft. nagi hums, “mhm, if you still are.”
his voice is nothing but a breath of the comfort of not being alone, exhaustion from the day clawing at his throat. “you can sleep if you want.” you say, it's whispered into the night— a silent thank you because he's letting you know he's here as long as you want him, “i wanna stay like this.” he urges, bringing a hand to brush your hair behind your ear and you let him. you let him hook his arm around your waist, foreheads brushing lightly, breaths tangling in knots and lips seconds away from meeting. you watch the curve of his lips, how they move to form words, “i like this more.”
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MIKAGE REO + fake relationship !
you think reo had always looked like midsummer nights adorned with princely smiles and bubbles of champagne in the glass, glitters of neon city lights against damp car windows, juvenile secrets traded as i love you's with the hope it lasts forever. ( it doesn't. )
it lingers in the way he kisses you these days— a small talk to fill in loud silences, pretense and improvised. you kiss him back— a lullaby of aching heartbreak, unrequited and young. it almost makes you forget about the blinding flashes of camera lights, hurrying to capture the moment mikage reo is seen with his partner.
it's just like he had asked you to, “date me” he'd said, missing the way your eyes lit up, “it doesn't have to be real, just enough so my parents stop setting me up for blind dates.”
“i don't think i can do this anymore.” your voice breaks, eyes refusing to meet his.
“what? why?—” he rushes close and you step back, “it's getting too real for me, i can't.”
he pauses— ponders your words, lets them replay in his mind over and over again, “...and you don't want that?” you do. so much that you said yes before thinking when he first proposed this, “what about you, reo? this... this means nothing to you right? none of th—”
“it does”, his voice is almost begging, “it means everything to me. you do. it's you and it's always been you.” he looks at you, wondering if he should continue. he does anyway, “it's real. i loved you every time i said it, every time i didn't say it. I'll say it again if you want me to—” and you hear it, like it's always been there, like it's all he's ever known, “— i love you, y/n.”
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starreo · 4 months
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multi-character drabble.
includes trust issues! s/o x nice to everyone! s/o, and adult themes so, mdni.
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it's hard to fall in love with him. and it's even harder to not. he's too sweet. too kind. too selfless. to everyone.
he goes above and beyond to make everybody feel special, noticed, and happy. he makes jokes at his expense when someone's feeling down, and he spends unnecessary amounts of money when somebody needs retail therapy.
he'll be a goof if you want, he'll be a therapist if you want. he'll be a chef if you want, he'll be a singer if you want. he'll do anything if it means he gets you to smile. he'll hold you in his arms if you want, he'll kiss you deeply if you want. he'll make love to you if you want, he'll fuck you till you cry if you want. as long as you're happy. so why does he have someone else around his arms now...ah, it's just a hug because she was sad?
it's hard to fall in love with him, really. and it's harder to not, really.
gojo satoru, why am i thinking of beomgyu and taehyung, yuuta, chifuyu, reo, eren, + ur favs ;3
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startaee · 11 months
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a second chance .
reo x reader; reader's got her space and might get back with reo. Pt.1, not an equal.
tws, reo cries.
reblog if you like it!
the first part was pretty decent, but the number of reblogs just really demotivated me idk, here's the second & final part :)
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it wasn’t that you didn’t mean anything to him earlier, but after your breakup, reo slowly realized that you were irreplaceable. everything about you was perfect and no woman his mother set him up with could ever reach your level.
a week after your breakup, you started to receive bouquets of your favorite flowers with cute little handwritten notes. he sent them to your home but surprisingly, never to your office. 
you never texted him about it, you just replaced the old flowers with the new ones.
“y’know, he really misses you, y/n.” your only mutual friend, isagi yoichi, the one who introduced the two of you, sighed deeply, sitting at your table and frowning.
“doesn’t matter, yoichi. he needs to respect my boundaries.” you whispered under your breath, cleaning the vase as you put the pink tulips inside. the pink tulips were your favorite. they were the first flowers reo had purchased for you. “but, y/n he does! it’s been a month already! you’ve got your promotion and he’s done nothing but wait and give you your space.” isagi argued, he didn’t see the point of this break-up. all he saw was two of his friends feeling lonely and sad.
“yeah, but-”
“no buts, y/n! call him! or text him! he’s learned his mistake and he’s gonna apologize if you just for god’s sake give him a chance!” isagi got up from the chair, shaking his head as he walked out of your apartment.
“jeez, what’s up his ass.” you said to yourself, placing the vase on the counter and staring at it. “maybe i should call him…” you didn’t really believe that he’d changed in a month, but you were curious. unlocking your phone, you entered his name and pressed the call button.
ring. ring. ri-
“y/n?!?!?” a smile unconsciously formed on your face. 
“uh…did you dial the wrong number??? y/n i’m sorry by the way-” reo started off rambling, worried that you might have misdialed and that he only had a few seconds to tell you everything. “and i promise i’ll never do it again, but please-”
inhaling deeply, you said, “thank you for the flowers. and the notes…i appreciate it.” and his words came to a halt. the other side was completely silent, so you looked at your phone to see if the call was disconnected or something. as you put it back on your ear, you could hear soft sniffles. huh? was he crying?
“reo…?” you called out worriedly. “‘m sorry, it’s…jus’ been so long..” he referred to hearing your voice, making you smile again. you knew what he meant and considered forgiving him. he sounded really sorry. and he hadn’t interfered with your work at all, so maybe giving him a second chance wouldn’t be such a bad idea."
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rewh0re · 9 months
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700+ words, I was watching sex education and idk I just was itching to write this, I've not written like 20 days pls go easy on me, tbh idk what this is I wrote this in like half an hour fml. Idek if I'll put it in my masterlist we'll see
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Loving Reo came easy. He was lovely in all aspects. He was caring, calm, considerate and over all he treated you like you deserved the world. You felt yourself around him. He made you feel carefree.
Reo was what people would term as the perfect boyfriend. He would be willing to give you a ride to school, invite you over to his house, and make you meet his parents. He would take you out on the best dates known to mankind, starting from a cute french cafe to the bit on the expensive side Italian restaurant downtown. Reo let you choose the movies on date nights where you stayed over, and he watched it all without a complaint. Even if the movie was one he was not quite a huge fan of.
Your parents loved Reo. They called him 'the famous Mikage Reo' because recently all you ever actually talked to them about was him. Introducing your boyfriend to your parents went way better than you expected. Did they embarrass you? Absolutely. Did Reo playfully tease you about it? Also absolutely. Did that make you unhappy though? No. Maybe a bit of faux anger yes but not unhappy. It felt so right. You had never introduced your previous partners to your parents before but introducing Reo to them felt like the correct thing to do. He was charming. An absolute charmer. Your dad could easily converse about the stock market with him and your mom somehow coaxed the fact out that he baked at times. It was a lovely night that, when it ended and your boyfriend had to depart for his own home, made you a tad bit melancholic.
You bid him farewell and he promised to call once he got home. Dear old you and your dear old habit of being concerned.
"Well did you get home safe?" You enquired through the phone, lying down on your bed.
"Yeah. Yeah I did. You know, my driver wouldn't try and kidnap me," Reo chuckled, clearly joking.
"I know that! It's just...... I am just making sure you're okay. What? Can I not worry about my boyfriend anymore," Reo couldn't see you but he felt your embarrassment through the line. He smiled softly.
"Of Course you can," he sighed. It felt good to be cared for by someone, he thought. It felt good to be cared for by you.
"I gotta go now. Need to complete my homework," you chuckled out as you put an arm over your eyes, grinning wide, cheeks a bit hued because Reo always had that effect on you.
"Bye. Sleep on time I'll see you tomorrow," he said quietly and you thought that this was the right time. You had to say it.
"Oh! Oh! Before you cut the call I wanted to say something," you felt the sudden nerves taking over your body, a mix of excitement and a bit of anxiety as you felt the purple haired boy ask you what it was you needed to say.
"Uhm, I love you Reo," you sucked in a breath, grinning wide, excited for him to say it back.
All you could hear was silence. The line went absolutely quiet and your face morphed into confusion before you checked your phone to see if he was still on call. He was.
"Reo?" Your voice turned into one of concern.
"Oh!" Your voice seemed to bring him back to life. "Well that's uhm.....that's uh.....nice to hear y/n. That's really good to hear."
His nervous chuckle dissipated all the previous excitement you felt. You breathed in as if to gather yourself together but slowly, tears started building up in your waterline. He didn't say it back. He didn't fucking say it back.
You quickly cut the call without saying anything in return. You blinked a few times to make the tears go away. So what if he didn't say it back? You thought. It doesn't have to shatter you. But it did. Somehow, somewhere a small part of you broke.
Reo was truly the perfect boyfriend, you believed that with your whole heart. However, maybe he didn't really love you back the same way you loved him.
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