Angel

Nagi Seishiro

Nagi leaned into your touch like a lazy cat, his eyes half-lidded as you combed your fingers through his silvery locks. “Mm, feels nice,” he muttered, voice drowsy, as though he was seconds from falling asleep. He didn’t move, except for the occasional tilt of his head to guide your hand to where he wanted. “Keep going,” he murmured, utterly relaxed. “It’s too much of a hassle to stop now.”

Rin Itoshi

Rin stiffened the moment your fingers brushed his hair. “What are you doing?” he asked, his voice sharp despite the faint redness dusting his ears. But when you didn’t stop, his gaze softened ever so slightly, though his expression stayed guarded. He sighed, barely audible. “Just… don’t mess it up,” he mumbled, his eyes flicking to the side as if to hide his face from you.

Sae Itoshi

Sae arched an eyebrow as you ran your fingers through his hair. “You’re awfully bold, huh?” he teased, though there was no malice in his tone. His lips curled into a faint smirk as he leaned back slightly, allowing you better access. “I guess I’ll let you, just this once,” he said, his voice smooth, though the way his eyes lingered on you suggested he was enjoying this far more than he let on.

Yoichi Isagi

Isagi froze, his face flushing immediately as you started playing with his hair. “W-what are you doing?” he stammered, trying but failing to hide how flustered he was. When he realized you weren’t stopping, he gave up, his shoulders relaxing slightly. “I guess it’s fine,” he mumbled, his cheeks still pink. But he couldn’t stop the small, shy smile that tugged at his lips.

Bachira Meguru

Bachira practically purred, tilting his head into your hand like he was starved for attention. “Hehehe, this is fun!” he giggled, his golden eyes shining with delight. “Go on, more! I bet you can make me fall asleep like this.” His grin widened as he reached up to tug at your wrist playfully. “You better not get bored, okay? I wanna keep this up forever!”

Reo Mikage

The grand, glittering cityscape of Munich stretched out before you, but tonight, its beauty paled in comparison to the man standing before you. Michael Kaiser, in all his regal glory, wore a smug grin as he eyed you from across the private rooftop.

“You’re staring, Liebling,” he teased, brushing a hand through his golden hair. The way the city lights reflected in his eyes made him look almost otherworldly.

“You’re hard to look away from,” you admitted, cheeks warming.

The setup was simple but elegant—exactly what he deserved. A candlelit dinner for two, with a breathtaking view of the city he ruled on the field. The table was adorned with his favorite dishes, and the faint sound of classical music played in the background.

“I thought I’d keep it low-key this year,” you explained, gesturing to the setup. “But I wanted to make it special for you.”

Kaiser stepped closer, his signature confidence softened by a rare hint of vulnerability. He reached out, cupping your cheek with a gentleness that contrasted with his usual bravado.

“You always make things special,” he murmured, leaning down to press a featherlight kiss to your forehead.

You smiled, pulling out a small box from your coat pocket. His eyes lit up with curiosity as you handed it to him.

“Happy birthday, Michael.”

He opened the box to reveal a sleek silver bracelet, engraved with a simple phrase in German: “Mein König.”

“For the king,” you said with a grin.

Kaiser chuckled, slipping the bracelet onto his wrist and admiring it. “You’re spoiling me now,” he said, though his voice was thick with gratitude.

“Only because you deserve it,” you replied.

He pulled you into his arms, resting his chin on your head. “You’re the best gift I could ever ask for.”

The crisp winter air brushed against your cheeks as you adjusted your scarf and stood outside Chigiri’s door, a small box in your hand. You’d spent weeks planning this. From the present to the cake, everything was tailored to make today special for him.

When Chigiri opened the door, his signature crimson hair was tied back neatly, his expression soft but curious. “Oh, it’s you,” he said, a faint smile curling his lips. “What are you doing here?”

You rolled your eyes playfully. “Wow, no ‘happy to see you’? Some birthday boy you are.”

He laughed quietly, stepping aside to let you in. His apartment was cozy and minimally decorated, but you noticed the faint scent of vanilla in the air—probably from the candle burning on the counter.

“Happy birthday, Chigiri,” you said warmly, holding out the box.

His eyes widened slightly as he accepted it. “You didn’t have to—”

“Don’t even start,” you interrupted. “Just open it.”

Inside was a bracelet—simple, sleek, and with a small engraved charm of a running figure. “I saw this and thought of you,” you explained. “Something subtle to remind you of how far you’ve come.”

Chigiri turned the bracelet over in his hands, his eyes softening as he looked at you. “You’re really thoughtful, you know that?” he murmured. “Thank you.”

Your heart skipped a beat at the sincerity in his voice, but you quickly waved it off. “Alright, enough mushy stuff. I brought cake too. You’re not getting out of this celebration.”

Chigiri chuckled, leading you to the kitchen where the two of you spent the evening chatting, laughing, and sharing slices of cake. His usual reserved demeanor seemed to melt away as the night went on, replaced by a quiet contentment.

As the candles burned lower and the conversation slowed, Chigiri glanced at you, his expression unreadable. “You know,” he began, his voice softer than usual, “this is probably one of the best birthdays I’ve had in a while.”

You smiled, resting your chin on your hand. “Good. You deserve it, Hyoma.”

Nagi Seishiro

Nagi realised the moment you made life feel less boring.

Nagi isn’t someone who gets excited easily, but one day, while watching you try (and fail) to teach him how to cook, he found himself laughing—a genuine, warm laugh. He realized how much he enjoyed your company, even in mundane moments.

He stared at you for a long moment lost in thought, “Life’s less of a hassle when you’re around.”

Reo Mikage

Reo realised when you didn’t treat him differently because of his wealth.

He was used to people seeing him as the rich guy, but you treated him like a normal person. When you scolded him for overworking himself during training and made him take a break, he realized how much he valued your care and sincerity.

His heart swelled, and he thought, “they sees me for who I really am. I can’t lose them.”

Bachira Meguru

Bachira realised when you matched his energy and made him feel seen.

Bachira loves playful, chaotic energy, and the day you joined him in a spontaneous adventure (like splashing through puddles in the rain or painting together), he realized no one else made him feel so free and understood.

His grin widened as he felt, “She’s just like me. She’s perfect.”

Rin Itoshi

Rin realised when you weren’t afraid to challenge him.

Rin respects strength and determination, so when you stood your ground during an argument and didn’t back down, it left him stunned. Later, he caught himself replaying the scene in his head and thought about how much he admired your confidence.

He muttered to himself, “They’re different. They get me.”

Sae Itoshi

Sae realised when you didn’t put him on a pedestal.

Sae is used to people treating him like a superstar, but you treated him like a normal guy. When you teased him for a small mistake during practice and laughed with him instead of at him, he felt something stir in his chest.

He smirks at you, but deep inside, he thought, “I want them to always see me this way.”

Alexis Ness

Alexis realised when you supported his quirks instead of judging them.

Ness is used to being the quirky one, but when you encouraged his eccentricities—like joining him in a dramatic pose or complimenting his unique style—he realized how much he appreciated your acceptance.

His eyes sparkled as he thought, “They’re the only one who truly gets me.”

Michael Kaiser

Kaiser realised when you weren’t intimidated by him.

Kaiser is used to being the center of attention and intimidating others, but when you called him out on his arrogance and matched his wit with your own, he was taken aback. Later, he found himself smiling at the memory.

Nagi Seishiro

Nagi notices you adjusting your glasses self-consciously and sighs lightly, as if the problem doesn’t make sense to him.

“Eh, they’re just glasses. They look fine,” he says casually, tilting his head. But then, sensing your doubt, he continues, “Actually, they’re kinda nice. You look cute with them. I don’t get why you’re worried.”

He leans closer to inspect them lazily. “If you don’t like ‘em, maybe we could find another style or something? But honestly, I think you’re perfect as you are. Don’t overthink it; it’s such a hassle.”

Reo Mikage

Reo notices your hesitance immediately and doesn’t waste any time. “What’s wrong? You look great in glasses!” he says with a warm smile.

He gently adjusts them on your face, giving you an approving look. “Do you know how many people wear fake glasses just to look as good as you do? Seriously, you’re gorgeous. Trust me, if anyone says otherwise, they’re either jealous or blind.”

He’d probably take you shopping for frames that you’d feel more confident in, sparing no expense, of course.

Bachira Meguru

Bachira beams at you, his excitement shining brighter than the sun. “Glasses are so cool! They make you look super smart and mysterious—like a secret agent or something!”

He grabs your hand and spins you around. “But even without them, you’d still be the prettiest. Don’t let silly thoughts bother you, okay? I’ll be your hype man forever!”

He’d even try on a pair of glasses himself just to make you laugh and see how fun they can be.

Isagi Yoichi

Isagi notices your hesitation as you fidget with your glasses and frowns slightly. “Hey, is something wrong? You can tell me.”

When you admit your insecurities, he smiles softly. “I think you’re beautiful with or without them. Honestly, your glasses are part of what makes you you. And I wouldn’t want you to change for anything.”

He’d make an extra effort to compliment you every time he sees you wearing them, just to show you how much he admires you.

Alexis Ness

Alexis is quick to catch on to your insecurity, his observant nature never missing a beat. “You’re feeling unsure about your glasses, aren’t you?” he asks gently, his voice calm and reassuring.

He takes a moment to adjust his own, giving you a small, knowing smile. “Glasses are a mark of elegance. They add to your charm, not take away from it. Don’t let something so trivial shake your confidence.”

With his composed demeanor, he’d help you embrace them as a part of your unique beauty.

Sae Itoshi

Sae’s expression remains stoic when he notices your insecurity, but he’s not one to let it slide. “Why do you care what other people think?” he asks bluntly.

When you explain, he sighs and looks at you intently. “You’re overthinking. The glasses suit you. They make you… you.”

Though his words are straightforward, the sincerity in his tone is unmistakable. He doesn’t need to say much more to convince you of his admiration.

Rin Itoshi

Rin is initially a bit awkward about addressing your insecurity, but he can’t ignore it. “You look fine. I don’t see what the big deal is,” he mumbles, averting his gaze.

When he notices you still doubting yourself, he lets out a small sigh and finally meets your eyes. “Seriously, you’re beautiful. The glasses don’t change that.”

Nagi Seishiro

Nagi would approach the situation with his usual laid-back demeanor. He’d likely stay quiet at first, letting you do the introductions. If your younger sibling shows interest in gaming or something Nagi enjoys, he’d open up more.

If your sibling is shy, Nagi wouldn’t push conversation but might share something like, “Wanna play? I’ll let you win… maybe.” He’s not the most social, but his casual nature could make your sibling feel comfortable.

“This is fine as long as it’s not too much effort. They’re not bad, though.”

Reo Mikage

Reo would be warm and welcoming from the start, trying to make the best impression. He’d see your sibling as an extension of you, so he’d go out of his way to ensure they felt comfortable and liked him.

Reo would ask your sibling about their interests and might even have a small gift prepared in advance. Whether it’s a soccer ball, a book, or a treat, he’d nail the gesture. If they like soccer, he’d offer to teach them a few moves.

“I want them to like me—gotta make sure they think I’m the coolest.”

Sae Itoshi

Sae would remain polite but reserved, more focused on you than your sibling. He wouldn’t be unkind, but he might take a bit of time to warm up to them.

If your sibling idolizes him as a soccer player, Sae would indulge them with brief but thoughtful answers to their questions. He’d be slightly amused if they tried to impress him and might even give them a small compliment.

“They’re fine, I guess. As long as they’re not too noisy.”

Rin Itoshi

Rin would be visibly tense and unsure how to interact. He’s not great with social situations, especially involving kids or younger people. However, he’d make an effort for your sake.

Rin would probably stick to short sentences like, “Hi,” or “Nice to meet you.” If your sibling challenges him to a game or asks him about soccer, he’d reluctantly participate but might get overly competitive without realizing it.

“What do I even say? Don’t want to mess this up.”

Bachira Meguru

Bachira would be thrilled to meet your sibling and immediately treat them like a friend. His playful energy would make the situation fun and relaxed.

He’d start chatting with them as if they’ve known each other for years, asking about their favorite things and suggesting fun activities. If your sibling is shy, he’d find a way to draw them out of their shell, like making funny faces or telling a silly story.

“This is so much fun! I’m gonna make them my partner-in-crime.”

Alexis Ness

Alexis would be polite, charming, and composed when meeting your sibling. He’d see it as an opportunity to impress you by showing how well he handles family dynamics.

Alexis would ask thoughtful questions to get to know your sibling and would adapt to their personality. If they’re shy, he’d be gentle and encouraging. If they’re outgoing, he’d match their energy while still maintaining his elegant demeanor.

“It’s important I get along with them—they’re part of y/n’s world.”

Michael Kaiser

Kaiser would approach the meeting with charisma and confidence, treating it like a performance where he has to win your sibling’s favor.

He’d try to dazzle your sibling with his charm, cracking jokes and showing off (especially if they’re into soccer). If your sibling is unimpressed, he might pretend to be hurt, saying something dramatic like, “What? You don’t think I’m the coolest guy your sibling knows?”

“This should be easy—I’m great with people.”

Hiori wasn’t used to grand gestures or big celebrations. In fact, he often let his birthday pass quietly, blending into the rhythm of his everyday life. But you weren’t about to let that happen this year.

You’d spent weeks planning something special, something just for him. Nothing too over the top—you knew Hiori well enough to understand he’d prefer something simple and meaningful.

The evening of his birthday, you invited him over to your place under the guise of “just hanging out.” He showed up, casual as ever, his bright blue hair slightly messy, a small smile tugging at his lips when he saw you.

“You’re awfully chipper today,” he teased, stepping inside.

You tried to keep a straight face. “I’m always chipper, thank you very much.”

He laughed softly, kicking off his shoes and following you into the living room. That’s when he stopped short, his eyes widening slightly.

The space was decorated just for him. String lights cast a warm glow, and a small banner reading “Happy Birthday, Hiori!” hung above the table. On the table sat a homemade cake—your first attempt, and not perfect by any means, but it was made with love. Beside it was a neatly wrapped gift.

“You… did all this?” he asked, his voice soft with disbelief.

You nodded, suddenly feeling shy under his gaze. “Of course I did. It’s your birthday, Hiori. You deserve to be celebrated.”

For a moment, he didn’t say anything, his eyes scanning the room before settling back on you. Then, a smile broke across his face, so genuine and bright it made your heart skip a beat.

“Thank you, angel.” he said, his voice filled with emotion.

“Don’t thank me yet. You haven’t even tried the cake,” you joked, pulling him toward the table.

He chuckled, taking a seat as you cut a slice for him. “Did you make this yourself?”

“Yep! So if it’s bad, you’re not allowed to complain,” you warned playfully.

He took a bite, and you watched nervously as his expression shifted. Then, he smiled again. “Y/n, It’s perfect, just like everything else tonight.”

You felt your cheeks heat up at the compliment. “I’m glad you like it.”

After the cake, it was time for the gift. Hiori opened it carefully, revealing a framed photo of the two of you from one of your earlier outings, along with a new pair of headphones—the exact model he’d mentioned wanting in passing weeks ago.

His eyes lit up as he held the frame, his fingers brushing over the edges. “I can’t believe you remembered this,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

“Of course I did,” you said. “I remember everything about you.”

He looked up at you then, his expression a mix of gratitude and something deeper, something that made your heart race.

“This is the best birthday I’ve ever had,” he admitted, standing to pull you into a gentle hug. “Thank you for making me feel so special.”

You wrapped your arms around him, resting your head against his chest. “You are special, Hiori. I’ll always remind you of that.”

Nagi Seishiro

You find Nagi sprawled on the couch, his head resting in your lap while he plays a mobile game. Every time you shift slightly, he lets out a dramatic sigh.

“Stop moving,” he mutters, glancing up at you with half-lidded eyes.

“You’re the one making my legs fall asleep,” you retort.

He pauses his game, lightly pinching your cheek. “You’re comfy. Deal with it.” His soft smirk lets you know he’s not moving anytime soon.

Reo Mikage

Reo surprises you with an impromptu shopping spree. He insists on buying matching accessories—a bracelet for you and a watch for him.

“See? Now we’ll always match,” he says, grinning as he adjusts the bracelet on your wrist.

“Reo, this is way too expensive!” you protest, but he waves it off.

“Anything for you. Besides, it looks perfect.” He flashes a wink before pulling you into a nearby café for treats, claiming it’s “part of the experience.”

Bachira Meguru

Bachira drags you outside one rainy afternoon, holding a bright yellow umbrella and grinning ear to ear.

“Let’s splash in the puddles!” he declares, already hopping into one.

“Bachira, we’ll get soaked!” you laugh, but his enthusiasm is contagious.

Soon, you’re both running through the rain, your laughter blending with the sound of raindrops. He spins you around under the umbrella, declaring, “Rainy days are the best with you!”

Isagi Yoichi

Isagi drags you to a local arcade, determined to win you a plushie from the claw machine.

“Almost… got it!” he exclaims, only for the claw to drop the toy at the last second. He groans but keeps trying, his determination unwavering.

After multiple attempts, he finally wins a small plush and hands it to you with a proud grin. “Here, for you!”

You giggle and hug the plush. “Thanks, Isagi. But next time, let me try.”

“No way,” he says, already scoping out his next prize. “I’m on a roll!”

Rin Itoshi

Rin begrudgingly agrees to bake cookies with you, his competitive streak kicking in when he sees how perfectly yours turn out.

“Yours look better,” he mutters, glaring at his slightly misshapen cookies.

You laugh and offer him one of yours. “Here, try mine.”

He takes a bite, his expression softening. “…Not bad.”

You kiss his cheek. “Yours are great too, Rin.”

He huffs but turns his head to hide his blush.

Sae Itoshi

Sae surprises you with a quiet picnic at sunset, far away from the bustling city. As you sit together, he hands you a small box.

“What’s this?” you ask, opening it to find a bracelet with a simple charm.

“It reminded me of you,” he says, avoiding your gaze.

You smile and slip it on, squeezing his hand. “Thank you, Sae.”

Kunigami Rensuke

Kunigami would be a bit surprised at first, his posture stiffening as he processes the unexpected gesture. But once he realizes it’s you, he’d relax with a soft chuckle.“You like my hair that much, huh?” He’d lean into your touch slightly, finding it soothing, though he might be too shy to admit it. If you tease him about it, expect him to blush and mumble something about it “not being a big deal.”

Chigiri Hyoma

Chigiri would freeze for a second, instinctively protecting his hair at first. “Careful with it—!” But when he notices your gentle touch, his expression softens. He’d let out a quiet sigh and let you continue, closing his eyes and enjoying the sensation. “You’re lucky you’re good at this,” he’d tease, though there’s a hint of contentment in his voice. If you compliment his hair, he’ll smirk and respond with, “Of course. I take care of it, you know.”

Hiori Yo

Hiori would blink in surprise, his cheeks turning a light pink. He wouldn’t stop you but would quietly ask, “What brought this on?” Despite his shyness, he’d find the gesture comforting, a soft smile forming on his lips as he lets you continue. He might get self-conscious and jokingly ask, “It’s not too messy, is it?” secretly hoping you’ll reassure him.

Nanase Nijiro

Nanase would be caught completely off guard, his eyes widening in surprise. “Oh, uh, are you sure?” he’d ask nervously, though he wouldn’t pull away. Once he realizes it feels nice, he’d relax, his head tilting slightly to give you easier access. He’d laugh softly, “This is… new, but I don’t mind.” You might catch him stealing shy glances at you, clearly enjoying the moment more than he expected.

Otoya Eita

Otoya would smirk immediately, leaning into your touch without hesitation. “Playing with my hair already? Bold move,” he’d tease, his voice low and playful. He’d clearly enjoy the attention, even encouraging you to keep going. If you fluster at his remarks, he’d grin wider, enjoying your reaction as much as the gesture itself. He might casually say something like, “Careful, I might get used to this.”

Kenyu Yukimiya

Yukimiya would be startled at first, his eyes widening slightly as your fingers ran through his hair. “Ah… what are you doing?” he’d ask softly, though his voice would carry more curiosity than annoyance. He’d relax quickly once he realized you weren’t messing it up, leaning into your touch with a small, serene smile. “You’re surprisingly gentle,” he’d say, his tone almost teasing but sincere. Yukimiya is someone who values beauty, so he’d probably appreciate your attention to detail and compliment your care. “You’ve got a good touch; maybe I’ll let you style it sometime.”

Shidou Ryusei