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texts with good term! ex sae | one , two , last

exes to lovers (rekindling), mature language, smau + written in call log, angst (from last ex & ex friend) with eventual comfort + fluff (from sae), sae folding after you decided to run to him, alot of “i miss yous”, implications of rumor started from last ex and an asshole of a friend, image of you crying/having a panic attack in call with him.

newly!boyfriend sae that is unsure on what to do now that the two of you are together, infact he doesn’t even know how the two of you got together.

newly!boyfriend sae that takes you to ridiculous high expense places in the country, unsure if you’re into it or not because of your knowing and understanding expression.

newly!boyfriend sae that is as careful with words that he kept it to himself to the point of awkward silences in between dates.

newly!boyfriend sae that is worried about if he’s treating you right and ask you after every date if it was good or at the very least okay.

newly!boyfriend sae that experiences nostalgia when the date that you took him to was a ice cream parlor and to the beachside’s barrier to sit there.

newly!boyfriend sae that you dragged into the rain and danced with, where he’d pause to take out the outer of his outfit thus giving it to you and followed along the dance.

newly!boyfriend sae that slowly adapts into the life that he had left despite forgetting how it was before he went to europe.

newly!boyfriend sae that introduces you to his family, subtly showing you off towards his teammate, and the public to point out how he’s dating you.

newly!boyfriend sae that gives you a kiss on the back of your hand— inside the car, living room, kitchen, wherever it’d be just to remind himself how he’s here with you.

and, newly!boyfriend sae that places a kiss on your lips when the two of you part, knowing the two of you most likely to meet again the next morning.

nagi that gets frustrated over tomodachi life.

why won’t his mii get married with you? he has been laying in his bed for hours trying to get the two fictional characters to marrying eachother but stuck at “sweethearts” he’s actually not in the mood playing this, but addicted cause the interactions between the two of you keeps him company when you’re not here.

he tried his best, forcing the two to meet eachother every single second they turned away and hoping that they’d eventually wanna marry eachother so that he can do this. but nope, it took him hours, even days to finally get the chance, and when he did, his face turns into a frown when he failed the minigame to get them to get married. “this game is such a hassle.”

he changed positions, even playing while eating to just get this game done with. so imagine his face when he successfully married you; the greatest sigh of his life. the cutscenes played as he got a small smile at how his mii looks at yours. at this time, you were sleeping beside him so he showed the nintendo screen to you, and you chuckled at how cute it was. “aww that’s so cute.”

“i’m gonna give them a baby.” he looked at you as he said that and you nodded, “that’d be sweet, sei.” he nodded, and so he’s gonna spend atleast another day at this game despite almost deleting it when they didn’t wanna get married to one another. “oh yeah, i’m surprised you kept that game for long.” you pointed out and he shrugged. “it’s a hassle, but it’s a good game. i guess.” he mumbled and you smiled as he laid his head on your lap as you ran your fingers through it.

fem!reader but no prns mentioned, timeskip!implied.

“rin?” your voice filled the room as you entered the kitchen, seeing the said named, your boyfriend currently in the middle of drinking water as he turned his gaze towards you. “mn?” he raised his eyebrow as he looked at you. “what is it?” his eyes went to the outfit that clinged to you tho, how it was fit for perhaps a party of some kind.

as his curiosity piled up, you buried it when you walked towards him and turned around; revealing an untied part of the dress, “can you please tie this up for me? i could’ve swore i took the zipper version and not this.” you muttered your disappointment as he finally asked, “where are you going?” where you let a small smile. “friend’s birthday party.”

“i didn’t tell you?” your head titled towards his direction as he worked his way in trying to tie your dress. “..” he was silent, trying to recall anything you had told him this past few days till he remembered the time that you did. “oh.” the exclaim made you chuckle. “i thought i said you could come with?” a small stop came towards his actions until he finally continued. “no, it’s okay.” he’s not really into parties when he knows you’re coming back home anyways, his main concern is how to tie this dumb thing behind your dress.

“mm, whatever you say then.” it took a minute and then two, when you realized he’s not finishing. “rinnie? uh, you good?” he wasn’t trying to show how he’s struggling but nope he was not good, tying up a shoelace is easy; how is this not?! but he quickly dismissed your concern, “mm, just trying to make this better.” you blinked as you gently nod, as you could feel him untie and tying it over and over again. and as you waited, you can’t help but letting out an involuntary little laugh.

it’s cute when your boyfriend would try his best to do the things you ask for despite he could confess that he’s unable to do it, he’d just do until it works. “what’s so funny?” he mumbled as you could hear the small offense in his voice. “nothing! but you— pfft, you know you can tell me if you’re unable to do that right?” he froze once more when you called him out. “i can do it, just give me a min.” the insistence he gives is almost admirable, so you waited.

and eventually he did do it, not perfect but it was enough to be presentable. “done.” as he said that you went to the nearest mirror to check it out, “bravo.” you did a little clap as you walked to him. as you could see him subtly admiring you. “how do i look?” you did a small twirl in which “you look good.” is what he managed to mumble out, he’s not really good with these type of stuff after all. “right, uh, i’ll drive you there.”

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texts /w good term ex sae | one , two , last

angst, he still yearns, unnamed mentioned boyfriend, break up & cheating (not by sae) mentioned, comfort if you squint.

texts /w good term ex sae. | one, two , last

angst (highk), they still have feelings 4 eachother, not a continuation/related to the good night trend.

in a world where pxg is their main team—

“you’re not coming along?” loki’s voice echoed in the locker room, as they had just finished a game and was gonna celebrate with eachother; afterall, it’s not often that they do this with another.

“no.” rin’s rejection made shidou almost turned his smirk to a grin, “why? are you too good for us, spider-lash?” the former let out a sigh and he didn’t answer.

“oh come on rin-san! i.. i’m sure it’ll be fun!” despite the efforts of tokimitsu, rin still doesn’t show any sign of interest, “maybe he thinks he is too good for us.” karasu let a smirked scoff as he spoke.

“i have something more important to do.” his voice finally came out when charles let out a snicker at the response of karasu, “oh?” shidou and karasu synchronized.

“what is more important than a rendezvous between us?” zantetsu responded, and they blinked. “zantetsu-san, do you know what rendezvous means?” nanase calmly asked as charles let a concerning laugh.

“maybe he’s busy crying about his brother.” shidou grinned, and before the two could start bickering; loki intervened, “it’s fine, if rin can’t, we shouldn’t force him.” the two quiets down.

as an awkward silence came between them, “so.. are we gonna get an answer on what’s so important?” karasu asked and after a minute of that very uncomfortable silence, rin finally gave up— sighing.

“i have someone to meet.” they all paused, not silence— but paused, everything that they did all stopped until a voice ruined it, “you have a date?!” charles couldn’t believe it, and neither could shidou. “you? a date? HAH! throw me something in the head if you did!”

and as he said that, karasu hits him with an empty water bottle. “och—!” shidou hitched when the plastic collided with his head, and tokimitsu’s jaw was open, it’s not like he didn’t believe him, it was just.. hard to believe!

i mean rin, their rin! having a date?! that seems impossible!

“oh, well then, good luck on your date.” loki wished as he finally continued doing on tying his shoes, nanase also let a smile out, “mm! exactly, good luck, rin-san.” rin let a nod of gratitude as zantetsu squinted his eyes trying to make sense.

“how are we sure that he’s not just saying this because he doesn’t wanna go with us?” shidou’s doubt was reasonable, “because rin would tell us that if he doesn’t want to.” yet loki’s response was correct— he would.

a knock came outside the locker room as rin finished tidying up his things, and before of anyone else opening the door— he was the one who stood up; with the bag in hand and went outside to check who was it.

“ah rin!” an unfamiliar voice outside the slightly opened door greeted him as the locker room was once again in a silence, as the voice grew farther, they had a feeling he won’t come back to tell them goodbye.

“holy shit, he’s got a date.” “surprising.” “give me my 50.”

reo adores you, unfortunately you don’t; not that you even notice him, you were too busy with nagi— talking with you through the phone, although uninterested in the conversation, he loved hearing you.

you are just talking about nagi and it was all the same story just told in a different way; how you feel lucky that he introduced you to him, how cute nagi is, but how he can’t notice that you were hinting on him.

and for once, he almost thought the two of you would be a perfect match for that same reason— you can’t notice him.

the thing is, this isn’t the first time this had happened; he introduced you to a close friend, you fell in love with a guy who just wants a chance, reo loses his, you both drifted apart and then you broke up with the guy, and even after everything.

he still chooses to defend and be with you.

the difference is, this time; he noticed and knows nagi likes you too. he was unsure at first, but when he starts to mumble your name when he naps, or when he saw you pinned on the chatting app— it all hinted to one realization.

“and i don’t know.. ugh, reo, you’re his practically closest friend, what does he like?” the voice from his speaker sounded annoyed, “mostly video games.” a gentle chuckle came out of you, “well yeah.. but is there anything else?”

“i don’t think so, nagi is always on his phone.” the echo of his voice replied “really? ifh, it’s so hard to like a guy that’s hobby is playing games.” he shifted in his sleep, and laid on the side; facing his phone.

“[name], i..” he started and your voice paused, waiting for him to talk. “[name] i like you,”—“ please don’t be with him.”—“choose me.” the words echoed in his head and he swallowed, “i’m sure nagi will like you.”

it’s pathetic, he’s pathetic. he can’t do it cause now he knows you will reject him for nagi, but he doesn’t want to see you be with nagi; but not even money can buy you.

he wants to be selfish but it hurts, cause he doesn’t want you to leave him for this feelings; and so although it does hurts— he doesn’t mind being your backburner.

— author’s note : heard the song and js sorta kinda thought of this, pretty short and it’s written in reo’s pov.

“are you sure this is fine?” your shoes laid on the rack as rin nodded. “my parents are out of town.” he mumbled and closed the door, “so, what’s the plan?” your face formed a smile and he shrugged.

“oh wait! horror movies, i know you love those.” you suggested, and after a quiet while; he nodded. “alright! horror movie night it is! uh.. where do we go?” he blinked and saw your confused eyes, “ah..” he took your hand into his.

the two of you arrived at his bedroom, and you immediately checked onto his bed; throwing your back on it. “woah, rinnie.. this thing is amazing!” he glanced at you, “it’s just a bed.”

he turned on the television, the logo of the streaming service came up as he scrolled down to the horror movies section. “alright, hum.. this one is overrated,” your chin was on his shoulder when he sat down, “oh wait! rin, that one!”

“this one?” you nodded as you saw the title, it was decent; the sfx makeup was fire on the poster, and the sypnosis was interesting enough to make you want more, so he pressed the play button.

the film was mid, while it was filled with the common horror movie troupe and countless of predictable jumpscares; the laugh you shared was amazing.

“honestly this film sucks.” you chuckled as you leaned into his body, the movie played in the background as his focus shifted at you, he placed a small kiss on the back of your head.

your heart raced and you couldn’t help to have a smile on your face— when the locked front door’s lock was heard opened. worse that they can hear footsteps coming to the room.

looking at eachother, rin signalled you to quiet down, pausing the film and he pulled you closer to him, protecting you— the doorknob twisted and their concern turned into disbelief.

sae’s gaze was sharp as ever when he saw the two of you.

your cheeks slowly heated up as rin’s mouth was slightly parted when sae saw the two of your position, his hand was shielding your waist as yours was on his shoulder.

“..” sae closed the door and your head moves to look at rin, “your brother is.. home?” he didn’t even answer, just standing up and went outside the bedroom.

he forgot sae came back to visit.

— idea! (thank you anon! : this was also modified a bit, i didnt know how to make sae actually thirdwheel cause well.. relationships)

the night sky lighted the moon as a door closed and a yawn went over the footsteps he took, he took out his jacket and takes it to the coat rack— itoshi sae was tired.

all he wants more than anything is to open the door, see his partner that’s sleeping and hold them close in their sleep and that is what he saw indeed, upon opening it; he saw you sleeping.

your back faced him, and a gentle smile caught his lips. he should go get change— but you stirred in your sleep and before he could look away, he saw what you were holding close and a visible annoyed frown came over him.

a plushie. not just any kind of plushie, it’s those cheap merchandise that the stadium sells; but that is not why he was annoyed, it’s the fact that you are holding it so closely.

you look practically in love with it! he walked towards you and bended down to analyze your expression— and then he smelt it, the cologne sprayed on the plushie was his.

oh so first he stole you, and now his cologne?!

it’s stupid, infact his mind is a back and forth argument between how he acts— one part thinks it’s justified because he’s your boyfriend, another thinks he’s acting like a child.

he let a huff out and stood up, a small tch got out. “sae?” your voice was raspy, and he looked back with still the same hidden annoyance. “you’re home.”

“mm,” as you finally gained consciousness, your tired eyes turned to one of confusion and concern. “you okay? bad day at work?” you yawned once more. “what’s that?”

“what’s what?” you looked at the object of his gaze’s direction, and you let an immediate snort— before a laugh; a high one, almost a wheeze. “you’re kidding!” as you saw him not laughing, “okay okay. hold on, are you’re.. jealous of this?”

your accusation made his eyes go wide, “.. BWHHAHA” your laugh echoed the room once more, you can’t hold it anymore. it was too funny. “it’s just a plushie.” you pointed the obvious, “why was it wearing my cologne?”

“i wanted to smell like you?” your laugh died down and he raised his eyebrow. “hey, you can’t help me! you’re basically going somewhere new almost every single month.” you stood up from the bed— putting the plushie down.

“so you had to hold it as if it was me?” and so the confession got out and he froze, “you’re actually jealous of a plushie.” you couldn’t even laugh at it, you were too shock to; you almost did tho.

after a pause, he finally talked once more; “i am, so throw it out.” hearing that you looked at the said plushie and took it to your hands, “i won’t throw it away, it’s so cute—“ you taunted; a smirk on you and he took it from your hands.

“but i won’t replace you with it, that’s absurd.” his gaze turned from annoyance to almost soft as you said that, “just missed you, and don’t worry, i like sleeping next to you better.” you hugged him.

as he felt your embrace, the strong hold on the plushie softened and he lets out a sigh as he held you close. “i see, i understand.” he still threw the plushie to the bed voluntarily tho, “so.. is that a ‘you can keep it?’”

“.. fine.”

— idea (thank you anon!)

“rin,” “not now.” that was the first words that came out of the two of you when he got back home— going immediately to the couch, he sat there; arms supporting the weight of his head.

he had a very bad game lost, only by one goal.

you approached him slowly and sat down beside him, upon putting your hand on his back; he tensed, your hand moved up to his shoulder and massaged it softly.

“[name], stop it— you’re being annoying.” he gently pushed the hand that rested on his shoulder and you let a small hum of acceptance, you pulled back and stood up, “i’ll be here.” you mumbled out.

he took a glance as you walked out, before breathing in and out once more— his hands buried in his hair; you looked back once more and opened your phone.

‘losing against bastard münchen : rin itoshi sold?’

the news headline made your eyebrow twitch, what the hell happened on the game? you swiped left on the screen and sighed, you went to your bed and laid your head on the pillow.

yet after only a couple of minutes, the thought of him being alone in the living room haunted your mind, like that’s your boyfriend for sakes— you groaned into the pillow and moved your body.

seeing his head pulled back to the couch and he breathed in, your footstep echoed slightly on the floor; you took a few seconds until he spoke, “[name].”

you paused, “hm?” he opened his eyes, and a silent guilt was in his eyes, “what i said before, i didn’t mean it.” his voice was barely audible but you could hear what he said; and a smile caught your lips.

“rin,” sitting down beside him once more— he adjusted his head to look at you, and his hand was held by you. “are you okay?” you didn’t infiltrate further into the situation, after all you don’t want him to feel more uncomfortable about the loss.

he didn’t answer it which answered your question, “it’s fine, rin.” you reassured, “it’s just one mi—“ “being mad at you for my mistake is a mistake itself.” mad at you, hold on. that.. that’s what he’s worried about?

“i’m.. i’m sorry, for calling you annoying and pushing you out.” he managed to let out, he wasn’t used to this vulnerability but he also can’t stop the voices in his head who yelled at him for being mad at you. “rin..”

“you were having a bad moment, it’s alright.” you held his hand tighter and moved your body to his— head resting to his chest, the body warmth shared between the two of you made the cold situation warm.

his hand landed on your hair, and your smile came; “i love you, rin, don’t forget that.” you could hear his heartbeat grow stronger as it beats. “..” he couldn’t say it back, but the way his hands caressed your head gently— could explain it perfectly.

— idea ( thank you anon ) !

it was a time where the blue lock project was officially getting another holiday— just like before; 2 weeks off, and today was a special moment where the families of those who still stands to get-together.

“so.. you’re telling me, he’s your brother?” karasu blinked, pointing at hiori yo, who was just glaring at the obvious look from otoya, “yep! yo-chan is my adorbs little brother!”

“.. are you sure?” the complex appearance between the two of you was so distant that they are not convinced— which was understandable, your skin is a little tanner than yo-chan who’s completely almost pale; hair completely different, it’s just your eyes are just the same.

infact even your personality is a split personality! you are so cheerful and beautiful, and he’s just so quiet and analytical— you practically ran up to them when you saw yo with them with a bright smile.

“mm!” you pulled yo to your side and if you squinted your eyes, they could see the resemblance in your features; but if it was just an eye to eye comparison, the two of you definitely do not look alike.

“nmhm,” karasu was staring at you— seemingly analyzing, “i could see it.” he finally concluded after two minutes, “honestly, i can’t.” otoya started once more; blinking almost unimpressed.

“look at their face, they share the same eyes and nose.” karasu said and looked further, and a hint of red could be seen before he looks away, “keep your eyes out of it, karasu.” yo’s polite voice was hinted with a threat. “i wasn’t even—!”

“yeah, but she’s so bright, and beautiful and he’s so.. calm.” he pulled the word ‘emo’ in his throat, you giggled at that, “thank you for your compliment!” you added a wink and otoya took a smirk out.

but before talking to them further— yo decided to speak up, “if you could stop disturbing my older sister.” yo’s glare is getting more and more sharper despite his calm demeanor.

yo’s left eye twitched, “say, could i get your numb— ouch!” your eyes darted to his feet who got stepped, “my fault, it was an accident.” karasu lets a small tch out but has a mischievous smile.

“nee-san, let’s get out of here.” “eh? but we aren’t finished talking to—“ “i’ll introduce you to my other friends!” “WHAT ABOUT YOUR NUMB—“ muffled voices was in your hearing as he covered your ears.

— idea! (thank you anon!)