hi aika im here for requests i NEED to request an sae x reader fic where reader is jealous of sae bcs after some fan meeting SOMEONE touched sae so yah reader gets jealous and give sae a cold attitude HEH... THANKS LOVE YOU RYUSAE TWIN 💗💗
₊⊹⁀➴ in which... you give sae a cold shoulder after some fan touches him!
cw! tooth rotting fluff at the end heh
ITOSHI SAE notices it immediately.
Not when you first walk into his apartment—no, you still greet him like usual, slipping off your shoes, setting your bag down, giving him that small smile that always makes something in his chest loosen.
It’s after. After he leans in to kiss your forehead like he always does, and you subtly turn your head so his lips brush your hair instead. That’s when he knows. Something’s off.
“Did something happen?” Sae asks, voice calm, watching you from the couch. You shake your head a little too quickly. “No.” A lie. A bad one.
Sae doesn’t push right away. He’s patient like that—observant, quiet, letting things unfold. But the way you avoid his eyes, the way you sit just a bit farther from him than usual… yeah. He notices everything. Especially when it comes to you. He exhales softly. “You’re acting strange.” “I’m not.” “You are.” You huff under your breath, crossing your arms. “I said I’m not.”
…Okay. Definitely something.
Sae tilts his head slightly, studying you like he’s trying to solve a puzzle. “Did I do something?” You hesitate. And that’s all the confirmation he needs. “…What did I do?” he asks again, softer this time.
Your lips press into a thin line. For a moment, it looks like you won’t answer—but then you mumble, barely audible: “At the fan meeting today.” Sae blinks. “What about it?” You finally look at him, eyes a little sharper now. “That girl.” “…What girl?” “The one who touched you.”
Sae actually has to think for a second—replaying the event in his mind—before it clicks. A fan, overly excited, grabbing onto his arm while talking to him. Security stepped in almost immediately.
It barely registered to him. But to you… clearly not. “…You’re upset about that?” he asks. “I’m not upset,” you mutter, looking away again. Sae raises an eyebrow. “You’re giving me the cold shoulder over it.” “I’m not—” “You are.”
You glare at him. “Well maybe I just didn’t like it, okay?” There it is. Sae watches you for a second, something unreadable flickering in his eyes. Then—unexpectedly—he shifts closer.
You immediately scoot an inch away. He pauses. Then moves closer again.
You try to move again—but this time, his hand gently catches your wrist. “…Sae.” “Stop running away,” he says simply. “I’m not running—” “You are.”
You click your tongue, but you don’t pull your hand away. Not really. Sae’s grip is warm. Firm, but not forceful—just enough to keep you there.
“…You didn’t like that someone touched me,” he says, more gently now. You look down, avoiding his gaze. “…Yeah.” It comes out quieter this time. Honest. Sae hums softly, thumb brushing over your wrist absentmindedly. “You know I didn’t want that, right?”
“I know,” you mumble. “…But still.” Still. He gets it. Sae shifts even closer until your knees are almost touching. You stiffen slightly, but you don’t move away this time.
“…You’re jealous,” he says. You immediately protest. “I am NOT—” “You are.” “I’m NOT!” Sae lets out the smallest sigh, like he’s humoring you. “You are.”
You open your mouth to argue again—but the words die in your throat when his free hand comes up, gently cupping your cheek. Oh. “…Sae?” “You’re the only one I let this close,” he says quietly.
His thumb brushes lightly against your cheek, slow and soft, like he’s trying to soothe something unspoken. “I didn’t even remember it happened until you mentioned it,” he continues. “That’s how little it mattered.” “…Oh.” Your voice is small now.
Sae leans in slightly, resting his forehead against yours. His voice drops softer—warmer. “But you?” he murmurs. “I notice everything.” Your heart does something stupid. Fast and fluttery and completely out of control.
“I notice when you avoid my kisses,” he adds, eyes half-lidded. “When you sit farther away. When you lie about being okay.” “…I didn’t lie,” you weakly argue. “You did.” “…Okay, maybe a little.”
Sae huffs—barely a laugh. Then, before you can overthink it again, he tilts your chin up just slightly and presses a soft kiss to your lips.
It’s gentle. Slow. Like he’s not in a rush at all. Like he’s making a point. You melt almost immediately. Of course you do.
When he pulls back, he doesn’t go far—just enough to look at you. “Still jealous?” he asks quietly. “…A little,” you admit. Sae hums.
Then, without warning, he pulls you into his lap. “Sae—?!” “You said a little,” he replies calmly, arms wrapping around your waist, holding you in place. “So I’ll fix it.”
Your face burns. “Fix it how?!” He rests his chin lightly on your shoulder, voice low against your ear. “By reminding you,” he says, “who I belong to.”
YOU SHORT-CIRCUIT. “SAE—?!”
He presses another soft kiss—this time to your cheek, then your temple, then right below your ear.
“I don’t like people touching me,” he murmurs. “You’re the exception.”
Your brain is GONE. Melted. Evaporated. “…You’re so unfair,” you whisper, hiding your face in his shoulder. Sae’s arms tighten slightly around you.
“Mm,” he hums. “But you like it.” You absolutely do.
You’re not jealous anymore. Not when he’s holding you like this. Not when he's all yours.
₊⊹⁀➴ aika's lil' side note!! HOLYYY AISEEEE I LOVE YOU FOOOR THIIIISSSSS yes we are ALL cracking sae tonight... only if you come back... THX FOR THIS PEAKNESS REQUEST AISE LOVE YAAA also the gkta phtos ARE FRYING MEEEE BROO
