all characters aged up (20+)! tags: fluff and aftercare! incredibly vague mentions of sex, slight insecurity, but Suo is quick to squash it! love him sm eeee!!!

thinking about suo hayato taking care of you after you first time ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

almost immediately after he's calmed down, he's up and moving about the room. He pulls on a loose pair of black sweatpants, then he's hustling and bustling, organizing a few things, picking up your clothes, and then he's gone.

you sit up and pull covers up over your chest, just staring at the door. worry is starting to flood your system, because now all you can think about is everything you might've done wrong. were you too loud? too forward? was it bad for him?

normally, suo's relatively composed, so to see him with so much pep in his step, especially after you're still trying to get your barrings is jarring to say the least.

but then he comes back with a small wooden tray. a tea pot, two teacups, and a small platter of biscuits rests on it. he sets it down on the side table next to you, and goes into his closet. he grabs a grey hoodie and a pair of his boxers, before walking back over to you and handing them to you.

he smiles and kisses your forehead when you take them. you put them on and he nuzzles his nose against yours once you're all comfy and dressed.

"are you okay?" he asks, cupping your face. "it wasn't bad for you or anything? it doesn't hurt too much, right?"

"i . . . i don't know," you say looking down a little. "i just feel a little . . . weird, I guess. can we," you turn away from him and a tiny frown graces his face. he leans closer and all you can manage is, "can we cuddle?"

he's silent for a moment, before chuckling deeply. He kisses your cheek and nods, before shifting the two of you into a better position. His chest presses up against your back and he inhales your smell, basking in your presence.

"you were giving me such a sad look when I came back into the room," he whispers. "are you sure you're okay?"

after a beat, you croak, "i was just surprised at how much you were moving around already. It felt like you were trying to get away from me for a minute."

You feel him stiffen a little bit, before he tightens his grip on you and brings you closer to his body. you're completely flushed up against him now, and can feel his breath against your neck as he whispers reverently, "i will never try to get away from you. next time, i'll take things slower. promise."

you smile and turn in his arms. you tuck yourself under his chin, and he kisses the top of your head.

"will there be a next time then?" you ask shyly.

"i want us to be forever, so yeah," he laughs quietly, "i want there to be a next time," he kisses your forehead, "then a next time," he kisses your cheek, "and a next time," he kisses your nose and you laugh, "and then a time after that," he pecks your lips.

"okay, okay, i get it," you kiss his lips again, it lasting longer this time. "i love you . . ."

"i love you too," he sighs.

he closes his eyes and the two of you accidentally fall asleep, the tea forgotten on the night stand, and your bodies warm against one another.

a/n: he's so bf coded I actually can't. The way he protects Nirei is adorable oml <3

im very happily surprised that a few other people agreed with my sentiments regarding umemiya's biceps so i might as well write something about it 🥰

i think it starts as a joke (like most do before they start to get serious). you and your boyfriend, umemiya hajime, were play fighting rather convincingly and humorously in the comfort of your apartment.

he tries to trap you into his arms but you duck and slide behind him. you jump on his back, your legs wrapping around his waist as you headlock him from behind. this catches umemiya off guard because he ends up losing his balance and toppling backwards to the couch. luckily, he managed to avoid falling on top of you, landing on his side.

"are you okay?" he tries to ask even with you restricting his airways. "idk are you going to tap out?" you challenge. he could hear the grin on your words without even needing to look. "okok!" he says, hands up beside his head like he was caught by a police officer.

you release him all at once—loosening your arms and legs around his body. with bated breaths you melt on the couch as umemiya sits up, a few coughs escaping his throat. a few quiet seconds pass as your panting calms down, your eyes closed—spent from having exherted more energy than usual.

"SIKE! I DIDN'T TAP YOU!!" he lunges at you, laughing maniacally. he manages to switch your positions, laying your back against his chest and legs between his' as he gives you a taste of your own medicine. "how would you like it," he says as he traps you in his headlock this time. though it was more like he was hugging your neck since he would never tighten it enough to actually hurt you.

honestly. . . you did like it. it felt oddly comfortable. his arms were soft because he wasn't flexing them. and you'd be lying if you weren't slightly turned on by his display of strength.

suddenly, you stopped struggling as an idea popped in your head. a wide, evil smile appears on your face before you slowly land a kiss on umemiya's arm. you feel his arm twitch. "are you actually enjoying this?" he asks, a very amused tone in his voice. your open mouth comes in contact with his bicep once again, and you bite down. hard enough to leave a mark but not enough to make him bleed (not like someone who just couldnt help himself yes im looking at you choji 🫵). he yelps loudly and immediately releases you from his hold.

"serves you right!"

been really busy with school and commissions 😭🥹

genre: fluff, sfw

character: sakura haruka x reader

a/n: just gonna say it out there... i love him, so much, dearly, wholeheartedly. and i will baby him when he needs it. and i will catch him if he falls, i will pull him up before he drowns, i will give him a land so he can stand freely, and i will give him an earful if he ever doubts himself.

First things first, he'll tell you to go away.

And of course you don't listen.

You'll still stay in his house while taking your sweet time opening up a brand new box of cool fever to smack it on his heated forehead.

When you brush up his bangs and place the cold patch onto his forehead, he still feels the warmth of your hand lingering after you let go.

And that warmth suddenly went down to his cheeks and a bit in his heart.

You notice his ears went red but he doesn't yell at you like usual. And you don't want to start a playful banter when his head is dizzy so you let him be and busy yourself in the kitchen.

After you made porridge with the pots and pans you bought when you went out shopping for the cool fever, medicines and energy drink, you glance at Sakura through the crack of the sliding door.

Your heart feels at ease seeing him lying down on his side, tucked in his bed. Because earlier, you've been telling him to rest and lie down while you do all the work but he refuses.

You carefully trudge into his room and sit down by his head after closing the curtains. Another item you bought the other day.

You lay your back against the wall, allowing yourself to rest.

It wasn't that you were tired of taking care of Sakura, no. You were just tired of his contradicting complaints that you have to put up with.

His face is scrunched, probably trying to fight off the fever and headache.

Your hand made its way to his messy hair before you can stop yourself and combed through it, gently.

You rest your hand on his head and draw circles with your thumb on a random spot.

His eyebrows aren't furrowed anymore indicating that he's already sound asleep. This is what you've been saying about his contradicting complaints. You know if he was awake right now, he would've told you to stop it without making any effort to move your hand.

But look at how he longs for human affection without even realizing it.

He looks so soft here.

You didn't even realize you fell asleep but the next morning, you woke up bundled up with his blanket but no sight of him. The porridge you left from yesterday is empty and the pot and a bowl and spoon are on the drying rack.

The new strip of pills you bought yesterday has two crushed, empty spots.

You check your phone to see a message he left saying he's off to school.

and that’s how it works; that’s how you get the girl

ft; haruka sakura, hayate suo, umemiya hajime

synopsis ; how did they get the girl?

cw ; violence (idek if this is needed since it's wbk but ykw screw it), fem!reader, swearing, use of (y/n), first time writing for wbk so tell me if this is shit

now playing ; how you get the girl - taylor swift

haruka sakura

haruka sakura got the girl by standing outside of your apartment in the rain for an entire hour because you got mad at him.

actually, he had gotten mad at you first. you doted on him and took care of him excessively while he was injured after a fight, and you refused to go home despite the fact that it was getting late and dark out. sakura knew that your apartment was only a few hours away, but he didn't see why you would be wasting your time on taking care of him when he could do it perfectly fine himself.

“you're pissing me off. i already said, i can just sleep this thing off. you're bothering me right now; go away. you're being annoying.” sakura cringed as the words replayed over and over again in his mind. when he first said it, he didn't think too much of it. but now? geez, if you had said those same things back to him, he would probably be having a way worse reaction than you.

you’ve been giving him the silent treatment for thirty-seven hours, twenty-six minutes, and thirteen seconds. not that he was counting. nope, he definitely wasn't counting. definitely not. he's probably checked his phone a thousand times today already, just waiting for a single text message from you; but none was found.

maybe he thought that this was a genuinely bright idea, because suo and nirei certainly didn't. maybe he really was just that desperate to see you again and for you to forgive him. maybe he's just plain stupid. yeah, probably the last one, but right after school ended, he stormed to your apartment complex as quickly as he could, ringing the doorbell and knocking on the door a multitude of times.

no response.

he knew you were in there; you always went straight back to your apartment right after school. “hey, i know you're in there. let me in.” he barely managed a slightly convincing calm voice, but he was panicking inside. he really didn't want you to ignore him forever. he really didn't want you to leave him. not when you meant so much to him.

it began to rain rather quickly. first, it was just a few droplets landing on his hair and gliding down his nose. but soon enough, his entire body was drenched in rain. he sneezed a few times, but his feet never once left it's location of standing in front of your apartment.

this was unlike him. he shouldn't be doing this. he would never do this for anyone else, so why you? his fists clenched as he heard the first clap of thunder; he should go back. but his legs refused to move, his heart refused to leave you. he glared down at his feet as if they were the reason for your anger at him.

“sakura?”

his eyes darted up, golden and gray-blue eyes meeting yours. “oh, hey,” he said dumbly, hands brushing the imaginary crumbs on his wet shirt. you both stood there awkwardly for a few moments, only the sound of rain hitting the concrete breaking the silence.

“how long have you been standing there?” you asked, a crease forming between your brows. sakura shrugged, as if he didn't spend the last hour contemplating his life and relationship with you.

“an hour.” i would've been willing to wait longer though, he thought. your eyes widened, mouth agape. you took his arm, attempting to take him inside, but sakura refused to budge.

“sorry, i was taking a nap! jeez, just come in already!” you exclaimed, trying to pull him inside with all of your body strength.

but sakura couldn't just come in. he knew himself well enough to he wouldn't feel the weight on his shoulders lift until he truly said what he needed to.

“i--i'm sorry.” his voice was slightly shaky. he probably didn't know how to properly apologize. “i didn't mean to make you upset or anything. i was just not used to it.” there. he should feel better now, right? but for some reason, the tension only weight down on him even harder. what more was there to say? he already apologized, he didn't need to--

“i love you.”

his tongue slipped before he could even control himself, and his entire face burned beet red as he practically jumped up. he didn't intend to say that, so why did his mind react faster than his body did? but you only laughed, hugging his rain-soaked torso with a blush yourself.

“i love you too.”

suo hayato

suo hayato got the girl by never judging you or being mean to you whenever you were being a clumsy idiot.

you were never particularly gifted when it came to reflexes; your hip always bumped into desk corners which left bruises, you almost stubbed your toes which had you crying out in pain, and you almost always trip or have some pretty damn close calls to tripping whenever there was some sort of object in front of you.

because of this, ever since childhood, your classmates quickly learned to avoid you. who knew if you would trip over them and break a bone and then claim that it was their fault? they didn't want to risk it.

and you did everything just to get better. you took classes, you learned online. you really were willing to do anything and everything just to stop being so damn clumsy. but it would never help; you continued to fall flat on your face multiple times.

people made fun of you. they mocked you. they made rumors about you. all because you were uncoordinated.

you've admired suo for a while. when he first came to furin and was out on patrol, you noticed how calm he was. how graceful he was even when it came to something as trivial as walking or talking. he never seemed to get too emotional, he never even got mad. not even when you slipped and fell on him.

he didn't fall down with you, but you practically slammed head first into his chest. you didn't think you could be any more embarrassed in your entire life; your face was on fire and crimson red. suo managed to grasp both of your shoulders so he wouldn't collapse with you, but you face was still in his chest. god, this was so fucking embarrassing.

“i'msosorryididn'tmeantoi'msososososososososorry--”

“it's fine. are you okay?”

did time just stop turning?

wait. he wasn't judging you, he wasn't brushing off his clothes in disgust, he wasn't looking at you with an awkward and embarrassed smile, he wasn't shoving you off, he wasn't doing anything nasty at all.

with two small sentences and one small action, your simple admiration of suo turned began to fall. you both literally and metaphorically fell for him; for this guy who you knew next to nothing about other than his personality, name, and age.

even after the incident, whenever he was out on patrol, suo always greeted you with a smile and wave. sometimes, he would even come over and talk to you for a bit. god, he was literally perfect. he moved on from the incident this quickly?

one day, one fateful day, one beautiful day, you asked suo for his number, and the best part? he gave it to you. he doesn't use his phone in front of other people, so he typed his number and name into your phone, and even gave himself a cute and funny contact photo.

he. touched. your. phone. what did you ever do to get so lucky? you must've been a saint in your past life to have so much happiness in your life.

“i literally love you,” you blabbered the moment he handed your phone back. you clasped a hand over your mouth right after, shocked at what you just say. “uh, platonically! platonically!” you exclaimed, waving your hand back and forth and front and back like a mantra.

but suo only laughed. “it's okay. the feeling's mutual. just not platonically.”

you were falling for him all over again.

hajime umemiya

hajime umemiya got the girl by being an absolute, yearning, pining, whipped, down bad, stupidly in love simp.

the funniest part to everyone was the fact that he didn't even try to hide it. everyone could tell that he was absolutely in love with you. you were an employee at cafe pothos with kotoha, and you were always helping kotoha out, especially when she was new there a few years ago.

teaching her all of the recipes--including your secret ones--, cleaning up messes that she was supposed to clean, cleaning her up and helping her with injuries whenever she got hurt…umemiya saw it all. he saw it so much that he didn't even have to interact with you or talk to you a single time to fall in love with you before even officially meeting you.

when he did officially meet you for the first time, he was so starry eyed and smiley that it seemed to the bypassers that umemiya was about to propose to you or ask you out on a date or something.

“hi! i'm umemiya, furin first year and kotoha's older brother!” he exclaimed, taking your hand and shaking it feverishly, grinning like a child on his first day of school. “it's so great to finally meet you!”

“yeah, you too.” you replied, smiling at him. “i've heard a lot about you from kotoha, umemiya. it's nice to meet you.”

it really spiraled from there. your apartment always had some sort of snack on your doorstep, along with a handwritten note to you from umemiya. whenever his vegetables bloomed, you were always the first person to receive them.

carrying things for you, calling you all night, talking to you whenever he sees you--no matter how inconvenient the time--, carrying you bridal style all the time; everyone was convinced that you were both secretly dating but were just refusing to tell them.

of course, you were aware of umemiya's feelings for you, and you returned his feelings. you really did adore him. you just didn't want to start dating in high school, so you held your feelings back and relished in his affection while trying to drop hints that you liked him back.

if you could make this last forever, you would. just you and him. no one else. no one asking when you were going to get married or how many kids you were going to have or what your plan for the future was going to be. you couldn't stop time or slow it down, of course. you would if you could though.

“umemiya! guess what, guess what?!” you exclaimed, practically bouncing to the rooftop of furin. you didn't even go to school there, but it was practically your second home because of how often you came here. your phone held high in your hand, you sat down in front of umemiya, who was planting tomatoes.

“what happened? is it good? are you happy?” umemiya asked, his gleaming like a puppy's. you held your phone in front of him, a beam paving into your face.

“i got into the university of tokyo! can you belive it? it's the most prestigious university in japan! i studied for so long for this, oh my gosh, i can't believe it, i really got in!” you were practically glowing with happiness, and your energy radiated to umemiya, who seemed just as elated as you were.

“i'm so proud of you! all of those late night study sessions really paid off!” umemiya obviously didn't do much other than emotional support during the late night calls. he was in furin for more reasons other than the fact that he was a great fighter and charismatic leader.

he suddenly froze, coming to a quick realization. “so then…you'll be leaving makochi then? you're going to go to tokyo soon, right?” he still smiled, although the glimmer in his eye was a bit dimmer now. umemiya wasn't going to college, but you were. so he won't see you for four years?

“yeah. but i'll always visit for holidays and breaks and all! and i'll make sure to text you and call you as much as i can.” you remarked, quickly sensing the slight change in atmosphere. “and i'll leave a bunch of my stuff here for you and kotoha to keep. plus, i'm leaving in a few months, so we still have time.”

umemiya nodded, though you could still sense his drop in mood. sighing and shaking your head with a smile, you cupped his face. “here,” you leaned in, and umemiya's eyes widened as his entire face flushed bright tomato red.

you just kissed him.

you pulled away just as quickly though, grinning. “that should be enough for you to hold onto, right?”

that was enough for umemiya to cling onto for an entire lifetime.

And then how they started fucking around twice as much to make him laugh even more???????

^ screencaps from da first opening

the way umemiya watches his tomatoes grow and then the scene transitions to sakura and the others fighting. it look as though he is watching over them the same way he does with his vegetables

also da way he holds the pot up to the sunlight for exposure and so it can grow, this is very similar to the way he teaches and gives advice to his kouhai (namingly sakura)