shaina gil

He's not a morning guy

rules for requesting

daichi sawamura

soft cuddles with him [hcs]

with an s/o who is extra affectionate while they’re PMSing [hcs]

how he’d react if his s/o showed up at his doorstep at 2am [hcs]

sugawara koushi

break your heart part 1 | part 2 [suga x f!reader angst fic]

if suga had braces [sugawara x reader one shot]

soft cuddles with him [hcs]

comforting s/o who is overly stressed with school [hcs]

comforting fem s/o who’s insecure about her stretch marks and cellulite [hcs]

comforting s/o who has flashbacks from their past abuse [hcs]

with a depressed s/o [hcs]

how he’d react if his s/o showed up at his doorstep at 2am [hcs]

asahi azumane

soft cuddles with him [hcs]

nishinoya yuu

found you [nishinoya yuu x f!reader fluff one shot]

tanaka ryuunosuke

getting caught making out with his s/o [hcs] 

ennoshita chikara

nothing yet…request something here

kageyama tobio

volleyholic [kageyama tobio x reader fluff one shot]

what he looks for in a partner [hcs]

hinata shouyou

how he’d react if his crush was cheering for him at a game [hcs]

how he’d react to his s/o calling him “love bug” [hcs]

with an s/o who is extra affectionate while they’re PMSing [hcs]

tsukishima kei

it can’t be that sad [tsukishima kei x reader fluff one shot]

with an s/o who is extra affectionate while they’re PMSing [hcs]

comforting s/o who has flashbacks from their past abuse [hcs]

with a depressed s/o [hcs]

how he’d react if his s/o showed up at his doorstep at 2am [hcs]

getting caught making out with his s/o [hcs]

someone else [tsukkiyama angst fic]

yamaguchi tadashi

someone else [tsukkiyama angst fic]

kiyoko shimizu

theme of the rotating ritsu

Furuba is the story of broken homes producing broken children.

-The Brilliant writing of weaving one of its best analogies in ONE scene: ( The Rice-Ball analogy)

The scene of the banquet shown from yuki’s memories lasts for few moments in the show, but its symbolic meaning is powerful. It is basically the Rice-Ball analogy reversed. Seeing the beauty & hiding the ugliness. The writer is brilliant for showing yuki’s backstory later after showing the majority of the others, or introducing parts of their stories. Here we see them young sitting in a banquet with the cat-outside:

Yuki: (looks) respected, loved, privileged, alive parents. Reality: sold, tormented, trapped & broken.

Akito: (looks) in control, foreseeing, high & mighty Reality : lonely & tormented. (guessing)

Kyo: (looks) lovely father, friends, living outside. Reality : traumatized by mom’s death, guilt, destructive coping mechanism, cursed with another extra demonic true form.

Ayame: (looks) happy, enjoying life. Reality : future guilt towards brother & focusing on his eccentric character to escape mom’s grasp.

Ritsu: (looks) pretty, shy. Reality :low self-esteem.

Shigure: (looks) Not a care in the world. Reality : I duno!! XD. 

Hatori: (looks) Calm. Reality : sad love doctor! & self-conscious sinner due to memory wipe involvement.

Rin: (looks) pretty & loved. Reality : physically abused by parents!.

Haru: (looks) lost. Reality is lost but kind! XD. was cruelly mocked.

Kagura: (looks) happy, in love. Reality : deep self-cleansing issues.

Momiji: (looks) so happy. Reality : Rejected lonely child.

Hiro & kisa, babies but yeah they’ll meet the ugliness within soon.

Kureno: (looks) I duno. Reality : I duno.

So, looking at them here after knowing their story, concludes furuba into a set of questions: Who is the most traumatized? can we rank them based on their trauma & pain? what measures can be used to do that? who had parents & who didn’t ? who was physically hurt? who was mentally tormented? Who lived outside & who was inside? Who was sold or who was shunned or who was rejected? which one is the saddest? can we measure that?based on tears? screams? who healed & who didn’t? who fell into the vicious circle & who was a mere victim? who sinned or who didn’t? Are human able to not sin/make mistakes? who is the devil & who is the angel? Can you rank children?or rank teens dealing with traumatized issues from the past? Do we always choose right? What abt the adults? is it easy to break from the system? Can the broken adults escape? Who to blame here?

The story brilliantly does NOT seek any answer & doesn’t even ask the above questions. It simply displays a group of characters, each in a journey, each traveled through the darkness, some was saved, some still struggling & some might not get out. The story asks you to watch & learn.. to cherish yourself & your loved ones. To learn to be kind on yourself.

-The nonexistent “ What if” in reality & fiction:

watching kyo rejecting yuki’s scene, one might think, “ugh! if only kyo accepted yuki, then they’re both would’ve healed or been better or sth”. The story never introduces such possibility. Yuki was locked with Akito & before akito went full psycho, yuki was able to maintain some of his innocence. Being locked, he never experienced life outside the sohma’s cage. so curious abt new ppl, new faces, innocently wanting more than the dim lit cage he was in. Kyo, on the other hand, was long robbed from his innocence by the life’s most cruelest truth: DEATH. This is the ultimate reality that cannot be escaped or brightened. Death is final. His mom killed herself in front of him & his dad blamed him. Everybody did in the funeral. long gone the innocence. kyo is a sinner. Sinners deserve punishment. The fact that he has shisho is a mistake. He knows monsters deserve cages. So, kyo, uses the nonexistent “ What if”. what if yuki is the one to blame, not me. Afterall, the rat started it. bingo~ he no longer a sinning monster. Yuki is. Kyo is free to live with shisho (except he is not, it eats him out).

Yuki now is the sinning monster who stole the cat’s future. monsters deserve punishment. Yuki must not be happy. No friends, No family, No life. Yuki now learns abt life’s cruelest truth: DEATH. Kyo’s mom killed herself. (not yuki’s problem, right?). It is. why? cuz kyo’s mom used the nonexistent “ What if”. what If kyo was born as yuki, I would’ve been happy. Now, yuki reaches the same conclusion using the nonexistent “ What if”. What if I disappear? It would’ve been better.  Nothing positive comes from asking the the nonexistent “ What if” when it comes to death. There is NO “what if”.

-Yuki seeing the light then failing:

The desire to live inside yuki is the one that led him to meet tohru. Tohru didn’t come & knock his door. The story has strong theme of “ depend on yourself as well as others”. saving tohru resulted in yuki returning in the estate & hence be saved from his asthma. He learned that he isn’t worthless & it stayed with him for a while. However, there were a period where darkness came & engulfed him again. He became blind on himself & others. He didn’t see his own virtues, didn’t see haru’s attempts to be there for him, completely blocked that, until he saw tohru again, he re-lived the hope & his eyes opened slowly to his own potential, to the realization of haru’s unstoppable support throughout the dark years, to see kakeru & to realize he can live! he needs to keep trying!

-The hat: AGAIN!

The hat is kyo’s!!!!!!! Why is this detail added? shouldn’t the hat be only used to link yuki to tohru as he forgot she was the girl from back then… Is the hat being kyo’s important plot-wise?? symbolism?? Do I need to think abt the hat?? is the hat’s role bigger that Mr.hermit crab? The hat is important to yuki, it saved him!, the hat is impoetnat to tohru, it saved her… kyo is the hat owner!!! so which is it, kyo will be saved by the hat, or kyo saved them by HIS hat? Did someone own the hat before kyo? Akito???? The hat is the real protagonist!

Side Notes:

I”ll always argue that kyo’s mom is the most tragic character in furuba as of yet. She killed herself, unintentionally teaching her son to hate himself & utter the most tragic line in furuba “ I’ll kill yuki then kill myself, you’d be happy, dad!”, unintentionally teaching yuki to think suicidal too!. Not saying it it’s all her fault. But this tragic chain of events was accelerated & amplified by her suicide. I wana know more abt her… but too afraid honestly..

seeing how happy he was with his boys in school! Yuki should’ve attempted to befriend only boys during junior high school & stay away from girls!! No girls allowed sign & everything. 

Haru is kind. Haru is important in yuki’s story. acknowledge haru.

I’m the most intrigued by akito!!! She showed remorse growing up! what happened?

pairing: singlefather!sugawara koushi x female!schoolteacher!reader

request: my big dumbass brain

warnings: swears, this is so cute i’m crying. 

au: suga is a single father to 👀 you guessed it. aged down karasuno babies because i think that would be so fucken cute. asahi and daichi will remain as suga’s friends tho because nine babies is a freakish amount. therefore: baby tsukki, yams, hinata, kags, yachi 👀, noya and tanaka. that’s write bABY YACHI LADIES AND GERMS. 

a/n: idk, it’s late, this is precious as hell 

also i will use their last names just because it’s easier but like their names are: e.g. Shouyo Hinata Sugawara, you get me? i’m just lazy 💀

songs i listened to while writing this: comatose by low hum sleepless by almainey midnight blue by ghxst. your soul by forrest. hushed by quickly quickly.

i wanna like touch his back and stuff. 

                  ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ɴᴇxᴛ,ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴛʜᴇ ‘ɴᴏᴡ’.                                  ʟᴏᴏᴋ ʜᴏᴡ ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ.                               ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴇʟꜱᴇ ᴍᴀʏ ꜱᴀʏ,                             ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴀɢᴏɴɪꜱᴛꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ.                                ʜᴀɪᴋʏᴜᴜ, ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴀꜱ ᴠᴏʟʟᴇʏʙᴀʟʟ...

I don’t know if anyone’s already made the connection, or pointed this out before, but I’ve recently gotten into the Akagami no Shirayuki-hime (Snow White with the Red Hair) fandom, and it struck me that Obi and Zen are total opposites in almost every single way. Their contrasting qualities go beyond mere esthetics, too, which I figured out after carefully watching both seasons of the anime and doing some basic research into the manga. I’m only just now getting into reading the manga, so please bear with me if I jump to the wrong conclusions. To prove my point, I’ll break down their characteristics, including physical appearance, skills, mannerisms, habits, personalities, etc (hopefully you all find this as interesting as I did): *spoilers, obviously*

Zen and Obi’s colours are direct inversions of each other. Zen has white hair and blue eyes, whereas Obi has black hair and yellow eyes.

Zen wears mostly white/silver regalia with blue accents, whereas Obi wears dark tones, often black, brown, and other earth colours. His attire is usually more casual and that of a lower station.

Zen has a serious nature and can be quick to temper. He is described as being a very straight forward, easy to understand person. His emotions are very readable. Obi has a relaxed nature that borders on easy-going. He jokes around and avoids answering questions seriously. He often veils his true emotions to the point of being considered mysterious by almost all of his acquaintances. He rarely shows his true feelings to anyone.  

Zen is literally a prince, the highest form of nobility, whereas Obi is an ex thief with no title: a mercenary with no social status. They exist on opposite ends of the medieval caste system.

Zen is a master swordsman who fights in the open, preferring to announce himself to his opponent, giving them a fair chance before engaging in battle. Obi hides in the shadows and attacks with hand blades, throwing knives, and other projectile weapons. He moves silently, never giving his position or his intention away to his enemy.

Zen has no visible scars or birthmarks. His appearance is totally symmetrical. Obi has several very noticeable scars: one over his left eye, one massive scar across his chest, and many others etching the rest of his body.

Zen has bodyguards looking after him day and night. Obi is a bodyguard.

Zen has a lengthy name and title: Zen Wistaria, Second Prince of Clarines. Obi is just Obi. He has no known last name.

Zen rides a horse or in a carriage almost exclusively while traveling. Obi not only avoids riding in carriages, but is rarely shown riding a horse. He moves around mostly by running on foot or traversing through the trees.

Zen, despite having Shirayuki’s love and attention, gets jealous when others spend time with her. This is especially true when the person she’s spending time with is Obi or even Raji. Curiously, Obi fully supports Zen and Shirayuki’s relationship, not getting jealous of Zen and Shirayuki’s relationship despite having complicated feelings for Shirayuki. Even in love they are completely opposite.

Zen comfortably refers to Shirayuki by her first name. Obi uses pet names in place of Shirayuki’s first name, preferring to call her ‘Miss’, ‘Little Miss’, and ‘Mistress’ instead, and has been shown to feel embarrassed or shy while saying her actual name, often catching himself before finishing the word out loud.

Zen shows his face openly, rarely disguising his features. Obi initially covered some, or all of his face before Zen instructed him to not mask his face while in his employ.

Zen’s posture is fixed, upright and proper. Obi’s is fluid, often shifting from a position of extreme alertness to that of complete relaxation, much like a cat. He often walks around with his hands resting on his hips or behind his head.

Zen is popular and well-loved by his people, including his aides, Mitsuhide and Kiki. He has very little trouble winning friendships throughout his kingdom with his charm and good looks. Obi, on the other hand, is trusted by few people, forming no lasting friendships or relationships, preferring to keep to himself. Only Shirayuki and Zen initially trust Obi.

Zen is classically handsome with blue eyes and light hair. He is princely in both title and appearance. Obi is ruggedly handsome, with animal-like features, short, messy hair, and a scar over his eye.

Zen has no freedoms and is monitored constantly both at home in the castle and abroad. Obi goes wherever he pleases, initially choosing to serve Zen on a whim, his attachments unknown.

Zen, as Clarines’ second prince, is forced to abide by his brother’s rules. He asks permission and negotiates before acting. This includes times of emergency, an example being Shirayuki’s kidnapping in Tanbarun. Even though he was visibly upset by the news he received, he chose to act only after formally requesting permission from his brother, the first prince of Clarines. Obi acts first, often forgoing giving people notice, let alone asking permission. When Shirayuki was kidnapped, he immediately rushed after her, despite being injured by her kidnappers the night before.

AGSAHIJS one of my fav requests in a minute, I hope you enjoy!

Dancing in the Rain w/ Sugawara and Hinata

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Sugawara

“Stop looking at me like that!” 

“Oh, don’t mind me- it’s not like this is completely your fault or anything.” 

Suga whines at your deadpan tone, and you chuckle a little at the fact that the setter had wrapped you up in his arms from behind as a sign for asking for forgiveness. You look out into the pouring rain before sighing, palming your face.

 Maybe if you had left school on time, then this predicament wouldn’t be happening- the downpour was to be expected, but now you two remained under the roof of the volleyball club entrance after school hours, Suga being the last to shower and get out of the locker rooms from his team. You had waited, seeing pretty much everyone else leave before the rain could hit. 

“Should we wait it out?” You bite your lip, reaching a hand into the heavy shower before laughing at the sight of Tanaka and Noya darting through the rain shamelessly, bags over their heads from a distance. “I don’t think any umbrella would-” 

“Y/N.” Sugawara puts his chin atop your head, seemingly deep in thought as his arms drape around your waist before an idea pops in to the vice-president’s head. 

“Why don’t we make the most out of this?” 

At your confused stare, the gray-haired setter smiles a closed-eye smile at you before letting you go and shrugging off his black school jacket, letting it lie in a heap on the cement. You catch on immediately, sweat dropping as he motions for you to do the same. 

“Suga I’m not running through the rain like those two-” 

“Silly.” Suga clicks his tongue, walking up to you before helping you shrug your own jacket off, your confused look simply being responsed to with a small, nervous grin at the prospect of rejection. 

 “Let’s dance?” 

You blink once. And then twice before looking out into the downpour, noting it was a little lighter before shaking your head no. 

“What if-?” 

“No what ifs.” Suga puts a finger to your lips before gently taking your hand in his. “Let’s live a little, love.” 

“Something about this is telling me this isn’t Daichi-approved-” You protest as Suga shakes his head with a small smile at your antics, hand warm against yours as he gently guides you into the showering rain. 

“And something about what you just said is telling me that I don’t really care.” Suga responds, twirling you around as you slowly try to get used to the cold feeling, a laugh bubbling up in your throat as he twirls you back into him. You place a hand on his chest, voice falling to a smaller octave. 

“I...don’t really know how to dance.” 

“Even better. Follow my lead.” Suga’s smile is warm and making your heart race, the cold feeling of now lighter rain unnoticeable on your skin as you find your lips curling up into a smile. 

You giggle as he spins you around, hand secure on your waist that was oddly hot through your school-shirt as Suga guides you through a non-existent beat, humming dramatically before you clench the back of his shirt to get him to pause. 

“What song are you even dancing to?” 

“Are you insulting my musical expertise?” Suga hums as he dips you, grinning at the laughs that slip your lips as the rain pelts softly on your cheeks. 

“What expertise?” You protest when he lifts you up again, Suga gasping in mock-offense before shaking his head. 

“That’s it.” 

“What-?” 

“I’m gonna do it. I’m gonna lift you.” 

“Sugawara Koushi don’t you dare-” 

“Hm? What’s that? The rain’s too loud- I can’t hear you.” Suga tilts his head as you yelp, fake-angry protests filling Suga’s ears as he lifts you by the waist overhead, holding you out from a distance-

and then he pauses, amused smile dying on his lips. 

Hazel eyes stare at you as your laughs die down, the cold rain now more noticeable than ever as a shiver gets sent down your spine, Suga’s usual playful glint now looking at you in complete, serious adoration. 

“Y/N-” 

“Put me down.” You say softly, smiling when he complies and lowers you slowly so his hands find your waist when your feet find the floor, raindrops falling from his gray hair as your thumb absent-mindedly traces over the mole near his eye, one hand on his chest through his soaked shirt. 

“Isn’t this romantic?” His words are hushed as his usual grin is softer, face nearing yours with every second as you roll your eyes. 

“Shut up and kiss me, dimwit.” 

“Your words are so seductive, my sweet.” 

You giggle into the kiss as he closes the distance, Suga’s large, precise hand coming to push gently on the small of your back so your bodies were pressed together. The heat radiating off the two of you was so warm, the juxtaposition with the rain making the kiss that more intense as Suga smiles into it. 

“If I get sick I’m suing you.” Is what you whisper when he pulls back a few inches, Suga merely shrugging before his lips find your ear. 

“Bold of you assume that wasn’t my plan all along so I could take care of you.” 

“Really?” You blink as Suga cups your face, his forehead touching yours. “Because I wouldn’t take care of you-” 

“Ouch.” 

“I’m kidding.” You laugh, the rain seeming to lift even more as you droop your arms lazily around his neck. “Let’s get out of the rain, yeah?” 

Suga sighs as if that were the biggest inconvenience ever, allowing you to tug him back to safety as you pull your hair into a messy, wet bun before glancing up at your staring boyfriend and frowning. 

“What?” 

“Nothing. You’re just too beautiful.” Suga hums as he drapes his bigger jacket around you, and you roll your eyes as Suga looks down at you seriously, hands not letting go of the sides of his coat as his hazel eyes seem to bore into you. 

“A-Again?” You squeak as Suga nears you, causing the setter to simply chuckle through his nose, shaking his head before pulling you into a tight embrace. 

“God, I love you so much.” 

“I-” 

“What the hell are you two numbskulls doing? Go home already!” 

You both simutaneously flinch at the sound of the captain’s voice, causing you to look up in astonishment as Daichi rubs the back of his neck in irriation. 

“And why are you two soaking wet?!” 

“Why are you even here-?”

“Love, we should run.” 

“What?” You manage out as Suga grabs all your things and darts off into the direction of the school exit as he laughs through Daichi’s scolding to get back, hand tightening around yours as you blink owlishly at the situation. 

“I told you it wasn’t Daichi-approved!” 

“I never said it was either!” 

And so Sugawara Koushi ran off with you from his scary best friend , both of you sopping wet with laughter built up in your throat-

the sky now clear of any kind of rain. 

Waiting it out would have been boring, anyways. 

Hinata

“I’m so sorry Y/N-chan! I promise I’ll make it up-” 

“Stop apologizing, Shou.” You nudge the orange-haired boy as you both stare out into the downpour, the pout on Hinata’s lips matching the evident depression in his eyes as he visibly sulks.

 How could this happen? All Hinata wanted was to take you out on a date, and after weeks of finally working up the courage to ask you-

he forgot to check the weather. 

“GAH! Why am I such an idiot?” 

“Shouyo-” 

“I brought you all the way to this fancy restaurant only for it to be closed-” 

“Shou!” 

“I get it if you hate me, I really do-” 

“Hinata!” You cut him off, using his surname before laughing at the confused look he casts you after beating himself up. Shaking your head, you pull at the collar of the expensive coat he was wearing, knowing he probably rented it for the night in an attempt to give you what he thought you wanted-

You look at him sternly, Hinata swallowing back the lump in his throat as he stops freaking out. Your features soften as you sigh, putting a careful hand on the wing spiker’s cheek gently, as if any sudden movement would send him running- 

“I don’t want you to think you have to try so hard for me.” The words you utter make a confused Hinata blink in bewilderment, but you continue anyways. “Look, I’m okay with chilling in hoodies and grabbing some meat buns down at the convenience store. So please don’t think you have to be someone you’re not to get me to like you, because I already do.” 

You hold back a chuckle as Hinata’s eyes well up with unshed tears, the orange-haired boy turning around to wipe at his eyes in frustration that the tears had even emerged before turning back to you. His apricot eyes cast towards the floor, bottom lip trembling as you resist the urge to hug him. 

“But you deserve the best, Y/N-chan-!”

“And you are the best, Shou. I’m really happy you invited me out tonight, okay?” 

“But the night’s over now-” 

“Who said that?” Your teasing smile manages to lift Hinata’s spirits immediately, but his face contorts into a confused one as you begin to take your shoes off. 

“What are you doing...?” 

“Take off that coat, Shou- no need to get it drenched and have to drop a few hundred dollars-” 

“W-WHAT?!” Hinata stutters as you help him shrug off his coat. “I-Isn’t this too soon-” 

He yelps as you thump his forehead, arching a brow while sweat dropping. “What did you think I was talking about? We’re going to dance in the rain, idiot.” 

“Dance in the...?” Hinata’s confused stare makes you roll your eyes before tugging on his sleeve, smile gracing your lips as the race in Hinata’s chest finally eases, allowing you to tug him into the drizzling water. 

“Right...dancing...” Hinata mumbles to himself as he awkwardly stands in front of you, and you laugh before taking both of his hands in yours, the warmth of his palms contrasting with the icy feeling of the rain. 

“Here. I’m no pro, but I’ll start.” You secure his hands on your waist as a blush overtakes the apricot-haired boy’s features. Draping your arms around his neck, you tug him closer, Hinata feeling his breath hitch at the close proximity before looking everywhere but you. 

“Relax.” You hug him to your body, ignoring the wet drops of rain slipping down your back as you rest your chin on his shoulder as you sway to the non-existent music. “You wanted to make it up to me, right?” 

“Y/N.” 

“Hm?” 

“I’m really gonna dance with you now, you got that?” 

Your eyes widen when Hinata begins to really dance, guiding you through the rain with a tension in his muscles that visibly relaxed when you seemed to be enjoying it. On the first spin, you hold his outsretched hand out before he twirls you back into him, your back against his chest as you giggle. 

“Since when can you do anything other than volleyball?” You tease as Hinata laughs, his voice now the one of the boy you loved instead of who he was trying to be before, securing his hands on your waist again. 

“Natsu makes me dance ‘er around sometimes’.” Hinata replies, stepping carefully through a light cascade of rain as the moisture drenches his orange locks, hands gripping your waist tightly as he smiles fondly at you. “Never knew all that practicing would pay off.” 

“Good with kids too?” You mock-gasp as Hinata dips you. “Where have you been all my life?” 

“Shush.” Hinata mumbles as his ears turn a bright red, only prompting you further as you continue to follow his lead with a quirk in your lips. 

“No really, you took so long to ask me out because why?” 

“Y/N stop teasin’ me...” 

“You’re just so cute-” 

“Y/N.” Hinata stops his movements, a serious edge to the usually rambunctious boy’s eyes as you still, teases dying in your throat as Hinata moves closer to you, hands tightening on your waist. 

You clench your eyes shut, heartbeat in your ears as you feel his breath against your lips- 

only to be turned around by the shoulders, the feeling of Hinata’s shaky heads pooling your hair into his hands. 

“Y-Your hair! Ahaha we don’t want this to get wet, do we-?” 

You chuckle nervously, passing a hairtie back to Hinata as you try to hide your dissappointment. Hinata pulls your hair into a ponytail, biting his lip as he internally curses at the lost chance. 

“Let’s rest?” You offer after thanking him, walking back in front of the closed restaurant as Hinata stays in the rain for a minute, making a split-second decision before running past you to grab his jacket off the floor. 

You blink as he fastens the clasp under your chin, the expensive material giving you warmth as you frown, not seeing the slight tremble and fear in Hinata’s eyes as he does so. 

“Shouyo, I shouldn’t get this wet-” 

His lips press tightly against yours before your protest can slip your lips fully. 

As soon as he kissed you, he was pulling back, looking down the street while laughing a bit too loudly, not seeing that a wide smile had overtaken your features before he stutters out. 

“M-Meat buns!” 

At your tilted head, he slaps the back of his neck. 

“You haven’t eaten yet, right?! I’ll be back in five- no three minutes top-” 

“Shou-” 

“I’ll run! I’m running, so uh- stay warm, don’t get sick okay!” You stifle a giggle when he trips as he begins to dash off. “You better not get sick!” 

You laugh to yourself, putting your chin in your palm as you watch Hinata speed down the street and turning into a nearby convenience store, a pink hue dusting across your cheeks as you soak in the warmth of the rented coat. 

The night wasn’t over, after all. 

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How Tohru sees Kyo

How Kyo sees Tohru