naomi !

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you're beautiful, you're wonderful

A/N: hellaurrrr anon!!!!!!!! tysm for requesting!!! tbh im saur dissatisfied with this bcuz it definitely couldve been better... i dunno... i wrote this at like 1 am tbh and didn't really have any time to perfect it.. but i hope you'll like it nontheless!!! muah muahhhhh

wc: 1k ish

yuuta x fem!reader

you hummed a soft tune to yourself as you dab the setting powder on your face. there were 3 missed calls from ijichi; you were supposed to be ready 15 minutes ago. but you can't help it! a girl can never rush her routine, or else everything will mess up.

"alright..." finally, you sprayed some setting spray on your face, the mist gently settling on your skin. "done!"

you went to your huge life sized mirror, posing like you're in the victoria's secret runway. you made sure everything was perfect, from head to toe, slightly adjusting your uniform's miniskirt—other students always asked how you've gotten away with the dresscode. "cute. no wonder people adore me." a giggle left your lips.

you put on your mary janes(since heels are prohibited here, although you'd love to fight while wearing heels. if only the rules weren't so strict..), heading out.

the moment you were at the gate of jujutsu high, you saw a black car in front of you. next to it was ijichi, who seemed really anxious, and a calm yuuta.

"yuuta!" you giggled, running to him, hugging him tightly.

he hugged you back, though more of a loose hug unlike your tight one. "hi, angel. what took you so long? ijichi-san was waiting for you the whole time."

you laughed lightly. "sorry... i didn't wanna rush my routine, or else i won't look cute, you know?"

he let out a chuckle, patting your head carefully, making sure he doesn't messes up your hair. he knows how angry you get when your hair get all messy because of him. "you're already beautiful, you know? no need for makeup and all that." he smiled.

you blushed. before you could respond, ijichi interrupted your little bubble with a cough. "i appreciate your chemistry together, i really do. but we must move now. we're 30 minutes late." his tone carried a bit of panic.

right. the mission. you totally forgot. whoopsy daisy!

you and yuuta sat on the back passenger seat. you pulled out your mirror from your handbag, checking your hair, your makeup.

you groaned. "ugh, ew! i just did my hair like, an hour ago. how is it already messy?" a whine left your lips. "so annoying..."

yuuta stared at you. to him, you're already perfect and look put-together, so he was confused why you're complaining about it so much. "i think you look good, angel."

you pouted. "you just don't get it, do you? i need to look perfect!" you sighed. guys will never get it. and they never will, not even in a million years.

just as he was about to argue, ijichi stopped the car. "we've arrived. be careful, you two."

you stepped out of the black car, fixing your uniform one last time, before stepping to the designated location. the moment you did, a curtain instantly drew over in the air, creating a dome-like shape.

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the curses were more challenging than you thought it was. thankfully, with yuuta's help, you managed to defeat all the disgusting, filthy curses.

everything was fine, except...

"ugh! ew, ew, ew!" you moaned in an irritated way. "there's like, these weird green curse juices all over my uniform and hair! gross!" you grumbled. "yuuta, call ijichi, quick! this is an emergency! i can't let anyone see me like this!"

he stared at you. he was just as bad, if not worse. "im pretty sure ijichi-san is on his way here, don't worry." he made his way closer to you. he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket, gently wiping off the gross gunk on your cheek. "i still think you look pretty, angel. no need to panic!"

you scoffed at his ridiculous words. is he being serious? if he is, he must've had some sort of beauty filter on his eyes or something. "you've got to be kidding me, yuuta. i look so ugly right now. i look like i got dumped inside a green slime!" you whined once again.

"well, you're still beautiful no matter what, even if you got dumped inside a green slime." his smile softens, thumb going to your eye, fixing your eyeliner.

you rolled your eyes. "look, whatever. the moment i got back to my dorm, im going to take a nice everything shower, and rinse all of this gross curse goo off my body!"

as if on cue, ijichi arrived. you stormed your way to the passenger seat, quickly pulling out your small pink compact mirror. yuuta sat next to you as he usually does.

"ugh.. my foundation... it's so cakey and oxidized. i knew i should've worn a skin tint or a bb cream instead..." you mumbled under your breath, grabbing a lipgloss from your pocket, reapplying it. "my face is breaking out too... those influencers were lying about that stupid cleanser." a groan left your body.

skin tint? bb cream? he didn't understand what you were saying. like earlier, you're perfect already.

"i really mean it when i said you're beautiful, even after a long mission. i don't think you're gross at all." he commented, placing a hand on your thigh.

"yuuta, how many times do i-" before you could answer, his other hand went to your cheek. he placed a kiss on your soft, moisturised lips, letting it linger for just a few seconds.

his body backed away slowly, staring into your eyes. "yuuta, ew! don't kiss me when im all disgusting!" you scolded him. still, there was a slight blush on the apple of your cheeks.

he let out a bashful laugh. "im sorry. i was trying to prove a point. won't happen again, angel." you knew that was a lie.

"hmph," you turned away, crossing your arms. he couldn't see your face, but you were smiling and blushing like an idiot.

poor ijichi who was at the front, confused about what's happening behind him. you totally forgot ijichi's here too. whoopsy daisy! sorry ijichi!

she doesn’t see him in a long time ever since yuuta distanced himself from his family.

then, she meets him again when he helps them when she and yuuta’s sister are moving into their college dorm.

that’s the basic idea, but you can go in whichever direction you want!

love reading your yuuta fics! the world needs more yuuta fics!

you're here, that's the thing

A/N: oh my gyosh its u again!!! thank you sm for the request!!!! sorry if this came so late because i fndhdjksjs have been saur busy with college n all that stuff 😭 hope you'll like it! oh, and i have one more request 2 post today so!!! ;)

warning: cringe dont read /j

wc: 1.9k (woah)

yuuta x fem!reader

you've loved yuuta ever since you could remember.

you remembered the day she introduced yuuta to you—a magical day that was.

"meet my onii-chan, yuuta!" a shy boy stood beside your bestfriend. he had spikey hair, chubby cheeks, and the most striking feature was how tall he was compared to any other boys your age.

"hello! um..my name is yuuta! im 9 years old and im her older brother!" he introduced himself. there was a slight blush on his round cheeks. for some reason, it made your heart go ba-dum-ba-dum faster than it should've.

but it didn't stop there; it was how ineffable he was—or is. he always shares his favourite toy with you. he listens to your suggestion whenever you guys wanted to roleplay. he actually had manners, unlike those stupid boys in your kindergarten class who laugh like it's the end of the world and eats their own booger.

your friend noticed this, of course. what a menace she was, suggesting the three of you to play house together; yuuta's the husband. you're the wife, she's the daughter.

it was your first time playing house together with a boy. sure, you've roleplayed as husband and wife with her before, but for some reason it feels different with yuuta. maybe because he's a "stranger", or maybe because of your little internal conflict.

you wanted to yell at her for suggesting such ridiculous roleplay idea, but at the same time, you can't help thanking her for it.

it might've been the best day you've ever had.

that night, you stared at your ceiling, hands on your chest. is this what grown ups called "love"?

everything was fine and dandy for a while. you grew closer to yuuta, even giving him a cute nickname; "yuu-chan". that's right—he's your yuu-chan. nothing will ever change that. no one will ever change that.

until rika appeared.

she started showing up when yuuta was discharged from the hospital. then, slowly, she slithered her way through your little friend group.

you remembered hating her. you hate her guts. her confidence. how beautiful she is. how hypnotising she is, and how yuuta seems to be so hypnotised with her.

there rika and yuuta were, perched on the sandpit. she was weirdly close to him. "yuuta-kun, that's not how you build a sandcastle!" rika giggled. "you silly. here, let me show you..."

you were on the swing, clenching the handles tighter than you intended to. next to you was your friend, who seems just as solemn as you were.

"i really don't like rika-chan." she sighed.

you nod. "it's not fair. yuu-chan spends all his time with her now." you huffed. "i feel really weird whenever i see them together. it's like...my heart feels like it's about to cry." the word you were searching for was heartbroken, but obviously at your little age, you didn't really know what that was. you thought heartbroken is like when your heart is literally broken.

to make it all worse, rika "proposed" to yuuta just a few weeks later. they made a promise that they'd get married when they're older.

you recalled how much you were ugly crying that night in your room alone. you didn't get out to eat dinner. you didn't watch the tv. you didn't even do your homework that your scary kindergarten teacher told you to do. you were just on your bed, weeping alone.

it's not fair. not fair, not fair, not fair. it was supposed to be you and yuuta, not rika and yuuta. how dare she steal your yuu-chan from you? is this really love? if so, why does love feel so, so painful?

well, worry not. because just about 6 months later, rika died from a car accident. everyone mourned her death—your friend, you, and especially yuuta, who saw her dying right before his eyes.

though, inside the deep, dark and evil part of your heart, you felt a little thankful. maybe you and yuuta can be close again.

how wrong you were, because after that incident, you never saw him again.

you asked your friend of course—constantly. "what happened to yuu-chan?" "is he okay?" "what's yuu-chan doing at home?" and every time you brought him up, she always seems sad and always avoid the topic.

so, slowly, you stopped bringing him up. not because you forgot about him, but because you didn't want her to be sad. if she didn't want to talk about him, then you have no choice but to respect her wishes. although whenever you visit her, you can't help but linger in front of his bedroom door. sometimes you'll just sit there, back against the cold door.

slowly, you and her matured together. you've been through each other's thick and thin, dark and bright, high and lowest. eventually, with one single blink, you two are in college.

"i can't believe we're roommates! i hope the room is big, because i bought like, a lot of stuff. it barely fits in my car, you know! we all had to squeeze in as best as we could." she giggled.

you chuckled at her never ending enthusiasm. you grabbed the key in your pocket, inserting in the tiny hole. "okay, are you ready?" she nod eagerly. with a deep breath, you opened the door. the room wasn't that big, but it's not too small either. just decent.

"eh...it's fine i guess. could be bigger, but it'll do." she shrugged.

for about half an hour, both of you started to unpack your things. she took her sweet time with her things, unlike you who worked swiftly.

you were pretty much almost done—just need some proper arrangements, and you're good to go. meanwhile, she's still struggling whether to arrange her clothes or her books first.

you made your way to your friend. "need any help?" you were already reaching out for her luggage to help her before she even had a chance to answer.

suddenly, there was a knock on the door. the door opened, revealing a man holding countless of boxes. "sorry i'm late! this campus is so big, i got lost." he apologized, setting down the countless heavy boxes on her side of the room.

your eyes widened. was it who you really think it is? it can't be. you haven't seen him in a decade. that can't be him, no. but his face look so similar to...

"ah, there you are, niichan!" you snapped out of your thoughts once you heard you bestfriend's voice. so it is him. she then turned to look at your stunned face. "this is yuu-chan. do you remember him? i hope you do, hehe. or else it'll be weird. i know it's like, really awkward between you guys because you haven't seen each other in like a decade.." she said sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck.

there was an awkward silence. she broke it. "anyways! i'm gonna go out to get some food. you guys should catch up or something. bye!" she waved her hand, before running off, leaving the two of you alone. she always do this. that little....

"um- ahem." you cough. "i'll, uh...help you."

he nod. "that'd be great, thank you." he answered.

you two worked silently; but you made sure to look at him secretly when he's not looking or is too focused. he's so much taller now. his hair looked so different than you remembered, but it really suits him. and his figure...you could see his muscles flexing when he picks up a really heavy box.

you started to pray in your mind to the higher beings. you sure hope they'll forgive you for drooling over him and imagining what he'd look like without his shirt on...

you were so deep in your thoughts that your back accidentally bumped against his. you panicked, turned around and immediately apologized. "im so sorry! i didn't see where i was going." you frantically apologized.

he just chuckled. "it's fine! no big deal!". oh, how can a man be so handsome by just chuckling?

you didn't want the conversation to just end there, so you mustered up the courage to make a small talk. "um..so..." you placed your strands of hair behind your ear. "...how are you?"

he smiled politely—a smile that could make you melt into a puddle. "i'm doing good, thank you for asking. what about you?"

you gulped. "i'm...i'm doing okay too! like, really okay. super okay." you laughed. you mentally cursed yourself. what a great answer. totally not a stupid one. you hesitated, before continuing, "um..you've changed a lot. i mean i barely even recognise you!" you laughed awkwardly.

he let out a light laugh, sort of mimicking you in a way. "a lot can happen in ten years. you've changed too. you're not so short now, i see."

you gasped loudly, taking full offense. "hey!" you instinctively hit his chest like you always do whenever somebody offended you. "that's so mean. i wasn't that short."

he let out a tiny grunt at your hit. "i wasn't trying to be mean." he pouted. "you were really cute and tiny back then. i remember thinking you were adorable."

you blushed at his words. cute? adorable? he thought you were cute AND adorable? did you hear him right or was it your ears deceiving you and trying to feed your delusions?

"r-really? cute? me?" you stuttered, face red.

he nod, confirming. looks like you were really not dreaming. "of course you were. why would i lie to you?"

gosh, how easy you were, it was embarrassing. you chuckled timidly, rubbing the back of your neck. "i mean, i didn't think you were lying! it's just- um-" you stammered, trying to find the right words. "uh...anyways, let's not waste any more time! these boxes won't move by itself, haha!"

as you took a step back, of course your clumsy self just had to trip on your own foot. a gasped left you. why must this happen when yuuta's around?!?

"be careful!" yuuta yelled, rushing to you, his arm on your back, preventing you from falling to the cold floor. "are you okay? you should really watch where you're going." he scolded gently.

his face was right in front of you. he seems so scared and worried for you. "i..uh..." you tried to talk, you really did, but you just can't because of how close his lips is. it's almost like those cringy, cheesy kdramas you always watch where the male lead catches the female lead from falling and their face were too close, they kissed. you used to cringe at them, but now it's happening to you.

you swear he was leaning closer. you could practically feel his breath. well, if this is how your first kiss with him go, then you don't mind!

your parted your lips just a little. then-

"im baaack! gosh, the line was like, so long. but i bought fried chicken for everyone!" you urgently pushed yuuta away, albeit aggressively.

your bestfriend tilted her head, confused. "is everything okay? you both seem weird."

you nod your head instantly. "yes! yes! we're fine, don't worry!" you smiled at her. inside, you were cursing at her. how dare she? cockblocker. fucking cockblocker. if she just came a minute later, maybe you and yuuta could've actually kissed like in those cringy kdramas.

nothing you can do about it now. all you can do is pray that you and yuuta will kiss the next time you two are alone..

A/N: i was rewatching my dress up darling for the millionth time and this popped up in my head..heheh.

summary: you bought a bunny costume yada yada you tease yuuta and you both make out on the couch

wc: 800ish

warning: cringe, dont read /j, mdni!!!

reader is not specified to any gender but is wearing heels and bunny suit <3

"eek, it arrived!!!" you squealed happily, bouncing up and down as you held your parcel tight. you've been waiting for this for weeks—those 14 agonizing days just waiting for your package to land right at your door.

yuuta rushed over to you, confused and curious. "what arrived, angel?" his head tilted to the side, a perplexed expression contorting his handsome face.

your twinkling eyes met his, your mouth switching to a mischievous grin. "you'll see!" you giggled. he was even more confused when you said that. "come, come!" you grabbed his hand, eliciting a surprised yelp from his lips.

you placed him on the living room couch, taking a step back. "wait here! i have a surprise for you!" with that, you ran to your shared bedroom, closing the door that sounded more like a slam due to how excited you were.

so, he waited. 5 minutes.

10 minutes.

15 minutes.

finally, you came out of your bedroom. his head immediately lift up, and what he saw almost made him want to stab his eyes(in a good way!).

"im so sorry i took too long! it was so hard putting this on, and the zipper is a nightmare!" you gave him a pout, adjusting the black bow on your collar, moving it left and right, until it satisfies you. "anyways, how do i look?" you gave a quick pose, smiling cutely.

his dark blue eyes didn't know where to go, where to wander. it first went to your lower parts; at your high 6 inch heels, how your black opaque tights were squeezing your thighs like a vice to the point he could see the outline of your thighs. then it went to your upper parts; the way the latex were so snug and close-fitting to your waist. eventually, it went to your grinning face.

his cheeks and ears was as red as the ripest tomato. "wh- wha- why did you-" stammered words left his mouth like hes seeing something from his deepest darkest wildest dreams.

"welllllll? do you like it?" you took three steps closer. then, you placed yourself on his lap, straddling him. "i bought it just for you, yuuta, so i'd be reeeeallyyyy sad if you hate it..."

his hands went to your waist like muscle memory. "you look- ah..." he gulped, hands going up and down your waist.

a giggle left your lips. "it feels nice, right? the latex?"

he nod his head. "mhm, yeah..." he muttered nervously, before fake coughing. "you look good."

another pout instantly came on your face. "just good? are you serious, yuuta? i went out of my way to surprise you with this, and all you said is that i look good." you crossed your arms together. you weren't really serious about what you said, but it'd be funny to see his cute panicked expression he always gave you.

as expected, a frightened look came onto his face as he shakes his head. "no, no, you got it wrong! i mean, you look really really nice and beautiful! and i really appreciate that you did all of this for me!" he explained, words leaving his mouth faster than he could register.

your pout turned into a grinning smile. "thought so." you gave his button nose a quick boop. "well," you continued. "im at your service tonight! what do you want this bunny to do to you?! just say it, and i'll obey your every words!"

he swallowed his saliva once again. his mind racked with ideas, piling on top of one another. "um.." he gave a thoughtful thinking, before finally saying, "maybe...kiss me?"

your mouth curved into a naughty, impish smile. "anything you want!" you gave a quick peck on his red lips that lasts for about 5 seconds. that 5 seconds was enough to make him go insane. "how's that-"

a gasp left your body as he gripped your hair, pulling you back against his eager mouth. how did a shy, stuttering man switched to an authorative one so easily? you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck. his head tilt to the side, offering more space for you. his tongue licked your lips, begging for access, which you happily gave him.

"mmh..." you moaned, his tongue dominating yours. your hips starts to move desperately, grinding onto him like there's no tomorrow. the friction was like magic.

a whimper left you the moment you felt his hardness pressing onto you. the feeling of his hard cock just twitching and rubbing against you was so deliciously good—it made you crave more, demand more from him.

after what felt like eternity, both of you pulled away to catch your breath, a saliva string connecting you two together. "yuuta.." you panted, staring at his flushed face.

he panted just as much as you were. "you said.." he trailed off, breath heaving. "...that you'll obey my every words, right?"

you nod.

"give me a blowjob then."

hurt !

A/N: ahhhh thank you so much for your kind words tarotoge!! i appreciate it sooo much!!!!!! also i need to make out with yuuta so bad </3

wc: 600ish

reader is not specified to any gender!

yuuta who immediately rushed to your home the moment he heard you were injured. he didn't care that he probably look like a crazy man to strangers, he didn't care that people were yelling at him because he accidentally pushed them, the only thing he cared about is you.

yuuta who arrived at your humble abode in less than 10 minutes, and wastes no time entering your home, searching for you.

he found you on your bed, lying there all alone. hes glad you're okay, but there were bandages wrapped around your arms, a cast on your ankle, and—god, you looked horrible. "angel? it's me."

"yuuta?" you asked, eyes widening. how'd he get here so quickly? did he teleport or something? well, whatever it is, at least hes here now!

he immediately pulled you into his arms, a little panicky but gentle nonetheless. "im so glad you're okay. maki-san told me what happened, and i just- i was so scared." from the tone of his voice, you could tell just how freaked out he is over this whole thing.

"yuuta, im fine, truly! it's just a few minor injuries, nothing i cant-"

he shook his head, cutting you off. "its not just 'minor' injuries. you could've died, you know?" he pout. he's always like this whenever you got hurt, even slightly. it's just too cute. maybe you should hurt yourself on purpose next time just so you could see him being panicky like this again... heh.

yuuta who feels so, so sad seeing you on your bed, looking frail. he knew it, he should've followed you on that stupid mission. should've protected you, should've kept you in his sight.

yuuta who feels that familiar weight of guilt in his chest, even if it wasnt his fault. he kept overthinking that maybe things wouldve gone differently if he had been there with you :(

yuuta who will do anything you tell him to do with zero hesitation.

"yuuta?" you called out, voice a little weak, eyes glancing over to his towering form.

"yes?" he replied instantly, straightening himself.

"im feeling a little hungry, can you make me some-"

"im on it angel!" he stood up, quickly his way to the kitchen. he's not the worlds best chef, but he knows how to make a delicious meal for you.

while he's there in the kitchen, he made sure to have rika watch over you in the meantime so that nothing bad will happen to you <3

yuuta who stayed by your side the whole time. when you're sleeping, he's awake, making sure nothing bad happens to you. if you want to relieve yourself in the restroom, he'll be in there too! but if you prefer privacy, he'll stay outside, but his ears will be wide open to listen to any unusual noise.

yuuta who, when he feels really sleepy, will snuggle up to you to make sure you'll stay right in his arms, safe and sound <3 he'll wake up for a short while 2 or 3 times every hour to make sure you're okay.

yuuta who is even more gentle when you're hurt. he was gentle with you naturally, and you'd think he couldn't be anymore soft and tender, but oh you're so wrong. he treated you as if you were made of the finest glass in the world. if you tell him that you're fine, he's not buying it!!

yuuta who doodles on your cast. its mostly a doodle of you, occasionally your friends, and one drawing of you and him with a heart between you both :3

yuuta who will never let you go on a mission alone ever again. nope. even when hes busy, he'll put any of his business on hold just to go on a mission with you. if you reeeealllyyyyy insist that you'll be fine, he'll have you update him once every 5 minutes. he just wants to make sure you're really safe!

don't cry ♡

A/N: IM ALIVE!!! sorry anon i have been so busy studying for my exams this week huhuhuh!!!! i hope you'll like this!!!!!!! i did the best i could! muah muah >< also you didnt specify the death so i decided to make it an accident, but it's not specified what kind of accident!

warning: almond mom behaviour, shitty parents, maybe ooc yuuta? :(

wc: 1.2k

reader is not specified to any gender!

everything seems perfect today—the sakura tree is in full bloom, you can feel the wind brushing gently against your hair, and your hair is actually behaving for once.

"are you nervous?" yuuta's eyes glanced over at you, then at your fidgeting fingers.

"a little bit..." you bit your bottom lip hard until it hurts. "my parents, they're not really.. the warm type." you sighed in distress. whatever happens, you hope that they'll actually like him, even if they hate you with every ounce of atoms in their body.

yuuta sensed your evergrowing anxiety, and without hesitation, immediately intertwining your fingers together. "hey," his voice was soothing like a balm. "it'll be fine, i promise." he gave you that sweet, signature smile of his that never fails to make your heart being filled with butterflies.

you nod your head, gripping his hand tightly. "you're right. thank you, yuu."

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you entered the bustling restaurant, your wandering eyes searching for two old individuals.

"you're 5 minutes late."

your mothers piercing words made you internally flinch as you and yuuta slid into the restaueant seats.

"im sorry okaa-san, otou-san." your voice was low, full of anxiety.

your father let out a loud 'tsk' sound. "you should be. how did i raise such a child full of tardiness?"

yuuta immediately stepped in, his voice gentle. "i apologise. it was my fault, i ran into some problems on the way here." he gave your parents a polite smile. your mother just scowls.

you let out a fake cough, hoping to calm the fire. "um.. okaa-san, otou-san, this is okkotsu yuuta. the guy i was talking about!" you gave them a beaming smile.

yuuta stood up just for a moment to give a polite handshake to your dad, then to your mother. "nice to meet you all. i've heard such good things about you both." he politely bowed, before sitting back down.

your mothers eyes went up and down at him, her lips curling into a genuine smile for once. "you're a goodlooking man, okkotsu-san."

"ah, thank y-"

"its such a shame you decided to be with my child. i've always believe that goodlooking people should be with goodlooking people, not with someone that looks like... that." she chuckled, waving her hand around.

"now now, honey, that's not a very good thing to say about our child." your father gently scold your mother, but it was clear there was no real bite to his words.

you look down at your lap, gripping your pants as you try your hardest not to cry. your mom was right—he was way out of your league, but her words still never fail to make your sensitive self cry.

"i think your child looks beautiful, miss." he gave a gentle kiss to your cheek. then, his hand went over to your thigh under the table, squeezing it gently to soothe you.

just as your mother was about to argue back, the waiter came, paper and pen in hand. "hello there! ready to order?"

everyone gave the waiter their own choice of meal and drink, until it was your turn. your eyes scanned the menu, before finally making the final decision. "i'd like a hamburger with fries, and-"

"seriously?"

"..huh?" you looked at your mother, confused. "is there something wrong, okaa-san?"

your mother scoffed, looking at you—or specifically, your upper body. "i mean.. look at you. you've gained weight, haven't you? not that im surprised. you've always had a big appetite." she snickered with the backhanded compliment. she then turned to the waiter, who was standing there awkwardly. "im sorry, would you please change the hamburger to a salad?"

"oh, um..." the waiter stammered, hesitating.

without hesitation, yuuta intervened, his voice cutting through your mother's words. "you shouldn't say things like that to your own child, it's not nice." he looked over at the waiter. "keep the hamburger, please." the waiter noted, before quickly walking away to leave the scene.

"are you okay?" his voice was low, whispering to you. you gave him a quick nod, smiling through the pain. "im fine, don't worry. let's not make a scene." you whispered back. yuuta wanted to say more, but decided not to, not wanting to humiliate you any further.

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"so," your father started, taking a bite of his own food. "what makes you interested in our child?"

yuuta smiled, eyes shining. "i thought you'd never ask!" he spent 5 minutes just listing every good quality about you. your heart throb like a highschool student in love every second just hearing his voice. you didn't know he thought so highly of you like that—not that you mind.

"are you done yet?" your father cuts him off after 5 minutes of him nonstop chatting about you.

he seems to finally snapped out of his thoughts, giving your father a nervous chuckle. "oh, yes! im sorry. i didnt mean to ramble." he gave them a sheepish smile.

your father wiped his mouth with a napkin, his expression hardening. "its a lovely sentiment, okkotsu-san, but you clearly dont know our son. if you want to talk about good qualities, you should have seen him. he was the one with the real future." his voice was laced with mockery specifically for you.

the table went ice-cold. you felt your stomach drop, the mention of him feeling like a physical blow.

"he was a sweet boy," your mother added, her voice dropping into that haunting, mournful tone she only used for him. she looked at you, her eyes narrowing. "its funny, isn't it? the one who actually had a life worth living is the one who's gone." she sighed wistfully.

"it was an accident, okaa-san," you whispered, your voice trembling, lips quivering. "i told you, i was—"

​"an accident caused by you," she snapped, no longer keeping the 'nice' facade of hers. "if you weren't so reckless, he'd be here right now, with us."

you felt that familiar, suffocating guilt rising in your throat. you wanted to disappear into the floor and never come back up.

suddenly, out of nowhere, yuuta stood up, the chair legs scraping against the floor. the polite, smiling boy from five minutes ago was gone.

​"im sorry." yuuta began, his voice low and firm. "but i cant just sit here and watch you both insult my lover."

​your father frowned, looking up. "excuse me? this is family business, boy. you dont know-"

​"i know that your child is the kindest person i've ever met," yuuta interrupted, his gaze never wavering.

"and i know that no matter what happened in the past, she doesn't deserve to be treated like a villain in her own home. we're done here."

​he didn't wait for a reply. he reached down, interlacing his fingers with yours, and pulled you out of the restaurant.

the moment you both were a block away, yuuta stopped and turned to look at you, his face full of worry. "are you alright?" he asked, voice cracking just a little from genuine concern.

you looked up at him, vision blurry from your tears. "they're right, yuu," you choked out. "i'm a murderer. if only i wasn't so reckless, he wouldn't have died." your voice were full of tremor.

his thumb went over to your face, gently wiping your tears. "hey, hey, look at me." he asked—no, commanded. "you are not a murderer. it wasn't your fault, okay? please don't blame yourself. you know i hate it when you do that."

he pulled you into a tight embrace, letting your tears soak his shirt. "forget this place. how about we go to your favourite cafe? the one with the delicious cheesecake?" he said, hoping to ease your cries.

you took a shaky breath and managed a small, genuine smile. ​"i'd love that, yuu."

i can be needy !

A/N: hi my sweet beautiful anon!!!! tysm for requesting!!! heres the thingamabobber u asked for!! hope you'll like it!! i was kinda half asleep when i made this so hdjdjdjskwi im sorry :(

(also i kid u not i had to like watch a makeout scene for 30 minutes str8 to make sure i wrote this as perfectly as i could cuz im a coward who never made out b4...so im sorry if this turned out bad cuz ur girl is an extra extra extra virgin olive oil </3)

warning: naoya, implied sex (no smut), misogyny

mdni

wc: 1.3k

yuuta x fem!reader

"hey, you're pretty strong for a woman."

"i dont know what that's supposed to mean."

naoya smirked, provoking you. "of course you dont. you're a woman, after all. women dont know anything." he moved around you with speed using his techniques.

"watch out!" choso's voice cracked through the freezing air.

you didnt have time to turn, as naoya were already moving like a flash. one second he was ten feet away, and the next, the wind of his movement was whipping your hair across your face.

"women are so naive, it almost makes me feel sorry for them." naoya said, his voice flat and mocking.

the rest of the fight was a blur; the only one thing you could remember was that choso somehow managed to deal with him enough to leave him trembling on all fours on the shallow pool of blood, his hand clenching his chest.

you walked over to naoya, choso followed suit, your footsteps making soft splashes against the maroon water.

your eyes meet naoya's. it's quite pathetic, really—how much he was taunting you earlier, and yet, he's the one who ended up quivering like a shaken puppy.

"i just dont understand how you could never love your brothers." choso's steps were calm and composed, compared to how he was earlier. at that moment, he raised his arm to his chest level, ready to end naoya.

but something felt off.

there was soft, plip plap footsteps intruding you three. you instantly turned your head, only to see yuuta—and an unconscious yuuji, who's being dragged by him.

whack!

your eyes widened once choso was knocked unconscious by yuuta. "choso-!" you quickly rushed to his side, checking him. thankfully, he was okay.

"that looks painful," yuuta started, looking down on naoya. "naoya-san." he kept watch on how naoya's trembling, coughing out blood and poison. how pitiful, yuuta thinks. naoya's mind is probably racing with thoughts and questions.

"shall i heal you?" yuuta asked. he raised his arm, his hand curling into a fist, a fire of positive cursed energy swirling his fist.

"my reverse cursed technique can heal people, too. in return, could you please report itadori-kun's death to the top brass?" yuuta paused, then, "oh. and..."

he looked over to you, as you both made eye contact. his cold eyes softened just for a moment. "...please apologize to her."

"huh?" naoya's voice was shaky and unsteady, likely from choso's blood technique.

"apologize for what you said earlier." yuuta reaffirmed, looking back down at naoya.

a weak laugh left naoya's body as he looked at yuuta. "you want me to apologize to a woman?" he questioned. he never apologized before, especially not to a woman. never to a woman.

yuuta didn't say a word any further. only then did naoya realised how serious he is about this.

with a groan, naoya mustered up all the courage, before finally muttering, "...i'm sorry."

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"will he be okay...?" you asked, worried, as you sat in front of yuuji, gently stroking his pink hair. it makes you feel bad, seeing him in a state like this.

yuuta nods, sitting down in front of the fireplace. "he'll wake up soon enough."

with a sigh, you got up, sitting right next to yuuta. "i cant believe you put on that whole act," you shook your head. "i thought you were actually serious about killing itadori-kun. you're a really good actor, yuuta!" a giggled slipped out of you.

yuuta rubbed his neck sheepishly. "it was necessary," he laughed. "i had to find a way to 'kill' him without actually killing him."

you nod. for a second, both of you stayed quiet, only ever interrupted by the sound of the fire.

you hesitated just for a short moment, before finally breaking the silence. "how was it? kenya?"

yuuta took a few seconds to think. "it was fine. i really liked the food, they're really good. oh! and..." he rant on about his one year of training in africa. you took the time to observe him properly—how much he had changed in just a span of one year.

you almost couldn't recognise who this man is. his hair weren't so messy and unkempt anymore. his chubby cheeks—one of your most favourite features of him—is gone. his face got slender, a lot more chiseled. one of the more prominent features were how much more confident, poised he is, compared to how he was before.

it made you realise just how much you missed him. you miss him so, so much.

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one thing have lead to another, and you somehow ended up on his lap, straddling him, legs wrapped around him securely.

"may i...?" his eyes bore into yours, his breathing uneven.

you swallowed your own saliva, nodding your head eagerly. "please," you pleaded, desperately need to feel his lips against yours. "i want it, yuuta, please-"

he wastes no time and immediately crashed his lips into yours, head tilted slightly to the side, eliciting a sweet moan out of your mouth—a music to his ears.

his hand stayed on your back, gripping your uniform while the other were buried into your hair. your hands went from his chest to his shoulders, then to the back of his neck, pulling him impossibly closer.

"...you-" the moment your lips opened, he instantly slid his tongue inside you, prompting another moan out of your lips. you could feel him moving inside you, his tongue swirling against yours so sweetly.

"dont know...how much i've-" your voiced was muffled as both your tongues were seeking touch from one another. then, both of you let go to take a breath.

"...missed you." you panted heavily, eyes up, looking into his face. his flushing cheeks—equally as red as yours and his unreadable eyes.

"yeah?"

you nod, confirming. "yeah." with no delay, you immediately devoured him, arousing a groan from him that vibrates through you.

one of his hands, previously on your back, now moved to your skirt, then under, gripping your ass, stirring a soft, helpless mewl from you. "mmmh," a small, breathless sound slipped and escaped your lips. your right hand trailed from his chest to his shoulder, then to the back of his soft hair, tangling your fingers in it.

he pulled away unexpectedly, provoking a needy whine out of you. "why?" you asked, pouting, all while panting.

he grinned, a mischievous look palpable as he looked down on you. "needy, aren't we?"

"shut up."

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you slipped your uniform back on, buttoning it. you felt sticky, sweaty, and hot. your hands instinctively went to your hair, trying to untangle all the mess he did.

you looked over to him, watching as he zipped his pants and adjusting his not-so-sleek, white uniform. then, his eyes are suddenly on you.

"are you okay?" his hand went to your hair, gently tucking the strands behind your ear. its a huge contrast, with how bold and assertive he was earlier. "i wasnt too harsh right?"

you shook your head. "im fine, its okay." you gave him a reassuring smile. "just, um.. a bit sore. nothing i cant handle." you laughed.

his face turned red once again. he looked like he was about to say more, but just settled with a nod and an 'okay'.

the awkward air dissipate once yuuji starts to stir from his deep unconscious state. he's about to wake up, it seems.

you both sat next to each other, still trying to process what had just happened. did you guys really do that? how did it escalate to this? why did it escalate to this?! why did it feel so good? why do you want more of it? questions after questions are popping up in your head.

oh well. nothing you can do about it now. looks like you just have to settle with this unresolved conflicts.

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yuuta x cosplayer!reader ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

yuuta x nerd!reader ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

down bad yuuta ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

yuuta w reader whos obsessed with 18+ games ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ (mdni)

making out with yuuta ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ (mdni)

yuuta meeting readers parents but it all went wrong ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

yuuta with a reader who got hurt during a mission ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

bunny costume ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ (mdni)

childhood friends yuuta n reader who hasn't seen each other in a long time ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

♡ - i prefer writing about yuuta because i have a big fatty fat huge crush on him!!!!

♡ - i am VERY inexperienced when it comes to writing smut so please dont ask 4 a smut fic because it'll most likely be bad! buuut i can do small stuff like making out, grinding, etc etc etc (this may change later on when im more confident with my smut skills hehe)

♡ - specify if you want a headcanon or a oneshot !

♡ - specify if you want the reader 2 be female or gender neutral! im iffy about writing for male reader since i've never written anything with male reader before.

♡ - ABSOLUTELY NO yuuta slander. we all love yuta around here!

i’d like to request a fic where the reader likes to play 18+ games just like marin, and yuta slowly realises she’s talking about those sort of games when he asks about her interests. He musters up the courage to buy her the latest game for her birthday even though he’s hyper paranoid someone he knows will see him.

that’s pretty much it. keep up with writing! you’re really good at it!

hentai?!?

A/N: haiiii! thank you sm for requesting!!!!!!!!!!!! i had sooo much fun writing this!! also ermm id like to say that i really love all your yuuta works! especially the arirang series hihi <3 you guys should totally check her out, she makes amazing stories for real!!!!

warning: heavy sexual theme(no smut), mdni sorry :(

wc: 1.2k

reader is not specified to any gender!

yuuta who was at your house because you invited him over for movie night.

"what are your interests?"

it was an innocent question, with an expectation of an innocent outcome. nothing could prepare himself for your answer.

"hmm... my interest? lets see..." you put your index and thumb on your chin, pondering for a few seconds. "i like to play games!"

his eyes opened slightly at your answer. "really? me too! but i dont really play them these days," he rubbed his neck sheepishly. "what kind of games do you like to play?"

your face shifted from a neutral one to a mischievous glint, almost like the devil is about to do something to its subject. "something with a lot of actions."

"oh, actions? i didnt expect that from you. so... like genshin impact or something?" he questioned, head tilting to the side.

you giggled. "no, not that silly! actually, i think its just better if i show you..." you lift your body up, making your way to your drawers full of hentai games. your hand went to search for a suitable game, before pulling one up.

"ta-da!!!" you held the game eagerly to him. it seems innocent enough! he didnt know why the women in the cover were wearing super revealing clothes with an exaggerated boobs, but maybe its just the design choices.

"lets play it together! it'd be totally fun!" you cheerfully spoke, giving him an impish smile. sure! what could go wrong? you went to your television, sliding the disc inside the disc slot.

"alright, lets do it." yuuta nods.

yuuta who was mortified not even 15 minutes into the game.

"oh wow, we unlocked a secret ending! ive never gotten a secret ending before. maybe you're my good luck charm!" a chuckle left your lips. just then, you let out a surprised gasped. "look! the male lead's about to fuck her in the ass, how kinky!"

yuuta's head turned to you, a palpable look of trauma on his face—along with a hint of embarrassment. "this...this is what you meant by actions?" his cheeks and ears were red like a ripe tomato.

you glanced at him, head cocked to the side. "hm? whats wrong? do you not like it?" you pouted playfully.

"no.. its just..." his head went down, hands covering his tomato-like face. "...can we do something else please? anything but that..." he sounds so dejected, its cute.

you laugh at him, shaking your head. "okay, okay, fine. im sorry! i just wanted to tease you to see your reaction!" you replied, a cheeky grin creeping your face. "buuut i feel kind of bad now... im sorry, yuuta!" you apologised, half sorry and half not sorry, sitting down next to him once again.

finally, he looked at you, meeting your eyes. "why do you like this kind of games?" he asked curiously. his face was still red, almost as if it the redness would never go away.

"its fun!"

"whats fun about seeing people having sex?"

"it just is!" you giggled. "plus, the games not all about sex and fucking! it has an actual plot, you know? thats why its one of my favourite games of all time!" you squealed excitedly, like a kid who got rewarded a candy. "ah, that reminds me! they just released a sequel about a month ago!"

his eyebrows raised. "a sequel?"

"yeap! but..." your excited face soon turned into a sulky one. "...i never had the chance to buy it. its so expensive, and it always sold out." you hugged your knees to your chest, lips pushed into a sad and annoyed pout.

"i see..." yuuta nods. he just got an idea on what to give you for your birthday.

yuuta whos been standing in front of the game store for about 30 minutes. everytime he tried to step foot inside, he always cowers and take a step back!

well, can you really blame him? what if inumaki suddenly teleports behind him and sees him about to buy a perverted game?! what if maki coincidentally saw him at the checkout with a hentai game in hand?! he'll earn a teasing of a lifetime!!

but eventually, he got the balls to enter inside and quickly went over to the 18+ section.

its okay. just search. grab. pay. get out, he tries to calm himself.

his eyes and legs went everywhere, both trying to find the game and to make sure no one he knows happens to be inside the same store as him.

then, he found it; the game you wanted! there was only one left. talk about being lucky, huh?

you weren't wrong about the price; it was hefty. but he can only imagine the face you'll make when you see him giving you the game. will you be excited? happy? both?

he snapped out of his thoughts quickly. theres no time to think about that; he had to get out of this place now, this instant.

so, he immediately went over to checkout. he prayed to god that the cashier wont question why hes buying such an erotic game.

"for yourself or a friend?"

"huh?"

"are you buying this for yourself or for a friend?" the cashier repeated. looks like god is not on his side this time..

"oh, uh- for a friend. its a birthday gift." he chuckled nervously. thankfully, the cashier didnt ask any further and just nods.

yuuta who was even more nervous about giving you this gift.

there you were, on your couch, a birthday hat perched nicely on top of your head. in front of you, stood a pretty cake. next to you sat yuuta.

"happy birthday," he gave you a gentle smile. "i got this for you. i hope you'll like it."

"aww, yuuta, that's so sweet of you! you didnt have to get me anything," you giggled, accepting the gift anyways. "but thank you! what did you got me?!?"

"open it and you'll see!"

with his encouraging words, you quickly got to work, tearing the wrapping. there, on your hands with all its glory, was the game that you've been crying, begging, and pleading for.

"oh... my.. god.. yuuta!!!" you squealed happily, bouncing up and down happily. "you got this for me?!? im so happy!! thank you sososo much!" with that, you immediately jumped into his arms, hugging him tightly he can barely even breathe.

"you're... welcome," he chuckled, struggling to take a breath in. once you noticed that, you immediately let him go.

"sorry, sorry. i got too excited," you chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of your neck. "its just... im so happy! how did you even get this? i've been searching for it everywhere!"

"i think i just got lucky. when i went to the store, there was only one left."

suddenly, an idea popped into your head. "do you want to play this together right now?!" you asked, eyes shining with excitement and mischief.

"wh..what? i uh..." he was about to say no. god, he really did. he can't handle playing another second of that game. but when he saw your pretty face, all lighted up with expectation...

"okay, fine. lets do it."

part time sorcerer, full time yearner!

A/N: haiaiaiaiai anon! ofc you can request that! i tried doing this the best i could!!! i wholeheartedly believe that this one hell of a man would be hopelessly devoted to his partner <3

wc: 800ish

yuuta x fem!reader

yuuta who is a suuuuper infatuated partner! how could he not? you're amazing, beautiful, incredible, breathtaking, perfect.. okay, i think we get it.

yuuta who confesses to you when hes a first grade in jujutsu high. he was so nervous.. what if you said no? what if you think hes weird and a creep? what if you secretly hates him and acts nice out of pity?!?

fortunately for him, you accepted his confession; that was the happiest day of his life.

yuuta who misses you so much whenever hes on a mission. he counts days, hours, minutes and seconds of when he'll be able to go back home, see you, hold you tight in his arms and kisses your face!

yuuta who would totally bring a picture of you when hes gone on a mission. it is there, tucked nicely in his pocket—just a little thing to remind himself of what hes fighting for.

yuuta who will do everything you ask him to without hesitation, and i mean everything! he'd get down on his knees if you tell him to. or if you tell him to jump off a cliff and die? dont worry, hes already on it!

yuuta who gets excited over the little things you do for him. like that one time where you sent him a picture of a stray cat you found on the street with a caption of, 'this cat looks like you', or whenever you'd greet him at the door after his challenging mission, or when you took care of him when hes sick and too tired to function. its small and easy to miss, but its what makes him fall even more!

yuuta who never let you lift a finger around the house, no matter how tired he is!

"yuuta, do you need help with the dishes?" you questioned, a hint of concern in your tone. though you already knew what hes gonna say.

"its alright, angel. go sit down and pick a movie for us to watch." he gave you a gentle smile. yuuta's always like this, doing everything for you. how'd you get such a perfect boyfriend?

yuuta whos love language is gifting. he just loves seeing your pretty eyes lights up whenever he buys something in your wishlist! or it could be something totally random he bought on a whim just because it reminds him of you. you'd scold him and ramble on about how he shouldn't waste his money on you, but its not wasting when it comes to his amazing lover!

yuuta who gets heartbroken when you compare yourself to other people. how can you even say such things? you're perfect just the way you are! sometimes he wish he could gauge his eyes out and lend it to you just so you could see how awesome you are.

yuuta who loves every imperfections and flaws you have, no matter what it is. acne, cellulite, wrinkles, stretch marks... they're all beautiful to him!

"whats wrong, angel?" concern etched in his tone when he heard your frustrated groan.

"these acne just wont go away! my face look worse than it did before. must've been that stupid chocolate i ate yesterday.. i look like i have pepperoni all over my face!" your voice were full of sad and frustration mixed into one.

"i think you look fine just the way you are, angel. you dont need a clear face to be beautiful, because you already are." oh yuuta... he's going be the death of you if he keeps being this sweet.

yuuta who gives slow kisses to your every insecurities <3 why cant you just see how beautiful you are?!

yuuta who keeps track of your menstrual cycle, and is there whenever your period cramps get really bad. he'll buy you chocolate, bathe you in a warm shower, make you a nice herbal tea, hold you in his arms until you fall asleep.. but if you need space and wants to be alone for a moment, he'll listen.

yuuta who texts you as many times he could when hes on a mission. gives you little updates to make sure you're not worried about him.

yuuta who is the most patient man in this whole wide world! shit, you accidentally broke his katana.. its okay, nothing he cant fix! you're taking more than an hour just to get ready for your date? its okay, take your time! he can wait!

yuuta who keeps a small box of your trinkets that he found and stole. its mostly unimportant things you wouldnt look twice at. for example, your empty perfume bottle, your restaurant receipt, your panties, your 1000 yen bill you left at his place...a lot more. its a little creepy and over the top, isnt it? but he cant help it! please dont be mad at him!

yuuta who often reminisce about getting married with you and have kids. maybe two or three kids would be nice! you'd live somewhere quiet, where its just you, him, and your little gremlins <3 and maybe a cute little dog! or a cat. whichever one you want, hes not picky!

yuuta who just wants to grow old with you, until both of you are on your deathbed ♡

yuuta okkotsu x nerdy!reader

A/N: there was an anon that requested for yuuta x nerdy/book reader but my clumsy self did an oopsie and i accidentally lost the ask... im sorry!!! T-T but for the anon, this is for you!

wc: 800 ish

reader is not specified to any gender!

yuuta who is impressed by your sheer amount of intelligence. seriously, it intimidates him(in a good way)!

"does anyone want to solve this question?" your chemistry teachers eyes moved around, searching for any raised hand. of course, there's only one.

"...anybody else?" crickets. eventually, the teacher gave in with a tired sigh. "right. come up here then."

he watched as your body got up, walking to the chalk board as you solve the question with little to no effort. how did you do it? whats your secret?!

yuuta who finally properly had a conversation with you in the packed school library.

he looked everywhere he could; all seats are taken. except... the one next to you. he made his way to you, politely asking, "hi there! if you don't mind, can i sit here? its the only available seat!" his voice was laced heavily with frustration, praying to god that you'll say yes.

you only nod your head and didnt elaborate further. thank god!

he pulled out his math book and instantly get to work. your teacher gave lots of homework today, as he always does.

you took a peek at his book. you didnt mean to, really! your eyes just... suddenly, accidentally went over there. yeah.

then, out of nowhere...

"...thats wrong." your voice came out faster than you could process. "um, i mean— your calculations. its wrong. uh, its supposed to go like this.." you explained the whole thing to him, correcting his every mistakes. you hoped your sudden interruption wasnt too much of an intrusion.

"oh... you're right! how did i not notice that?" he laughed. "thanks a lot. no wonder i was struggling." he gave you a small, polite smile.

you hesitated, before finally saying "you're welcome" in a low tone.

yuuta who loves listening to you rambling on and on about biology! he could listen to your sweet melodic voice for hours and hours without ever getting tired!

"did you know that the heart beats over 100,000 times daily?"

"wow, really? i didnt know about that! tell me more!"

"well, this is because the heart..." and there you go, words endlessly coming out of your lips. you didn't even realise how much you were yapping.

yuuta? hes just lost in his trance watching you go on and on about the heart. you seem so happy talking about science. it just makes his own heart goes ba-dum-dum-dum!

"yuuta? yuuta!!!" he quickly snapped out of his thoughts as he heard your raised voice. "were you even listening?"

"huh? o-oh, of course i was!" he laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck, hoping you didn't catch onto his lie. unfortunately for him, you had good lying senses!

"really? repeat what i just said then." uh oh.

"um..ah..." he panicked as he tried to find the right words. what were you talking about? he was just so focused on you and your pretty face!

"i knew it!" you flicked his forehead harshly.

"ouch! im sorry!"

yuuta who enjoys the tutoring session you guys have every saturday. it just means he gets to see your pretty face a lot more! but dont be easily fooled! you're a harsh tutor who demands perfection everytime!

"yuuta, we went over this countless times! how do you still got it wrong?!? did you even use the formula i gave earlier?" he cowered in fear seeing your scary angry face. who knew such cutie could be a monster?!

yuuta who, after the arduous tutor session, finally had the time to cuddle with you on his bed. he loves holding you in his arms and stroke your soft hair ♡

"yuuta, it's been 30 minutes already. come on, get up. we have to continue." you poked his cheek to get his attention.

he just whined and buries his face deep in your hair. "5 more minutes..." his voice was muffled. hes getting sleepy; you could tell.

so, you just sighed. looks like you guys have to skip tutoring... again.

yuuta who loves resting his head on your lap while you do your usual revision. for some reason, he always rest better when hes with you!

yuuta who gets angry when people call you a nerd in an insulting way. so what if you're a nerd? at least you're smart, unlike those small brained people! like that one time where he was about to beat a guy to a pulp because that asshole dared to disrespect you. you had stopped him before he actually did it, scolding him for almost getting himself in trouble. you said something along the lines of "im tougher than i look, so dont do anything rash for my sake". but how can he just sat there while those stupid guys are making fun of you?! he just cant!!

yuuta who will always appreciate the efforts you make to teach him, even when he can be a little slow sometimes.

yuuta who just loves sitting next to you while you guys read a book together!

yuuta who buys every single book you had recommended to him. yes, every single one. he'll spend the whole night reading the book, just so that he can hear you chatter on and on about it the next day!

A/N: first post here LOLOL here goes nothingggg! reader is not specified to any gender but is mentioned to wear heels and makeup.

wc: 900 ish

warning: harassment, groping

yuuta who is really good at makeup without realising it. you've been trying to get the eye makeup properly for an hour! you followed every step in that video, why can't you get it right? fret not, your boyfriend is here to the rescue!

he finished off your makeup with a flick of eyeliner, before stepping away a little. "alright, im done. i tried following the tutorial the best i can, but im not sure if i did it right.." he said sheepishly.

you turned around to the mirror, gasping like you saw an alien coming down from a spaceship. "this is exactly what i was going for! oh yuuta, you're a genius!" you gushed, admiring yourself. you can't even recognise who you are. "how'd you do it?!"

"ah.. i just followed what that person is doing in the video," he chuckled. hes so humble of himself and his skills, it infuriates you!

yuuta who already got everything prepared for the grueling 12 hours convention so you dont have to lift a finger about anything. oh no, your costume ripped a little? dont worry, he brought a small sewing kit! your feet feels like its about to be ripped off from your 6 inch heels? he brought a comfy pair of shoes just in case. but if you prefer being carried by him like a bride, that's fine too ♡

yuuta who buys all of your unnecessary needs, even if it costs an arm and a leg.

"yuuta, are you sure about this? it costs 80000 yen! you already spent so much, i dont mind paying it with my own money!" your voice was laced with worry and guilt as you watch him pull out his card for the nth time.

"dont worry about it, angel. i dont mind spending my money on your happiness." he assures you, his card pressed lightly against the card reader. hes too good for you, honestly...

yuuta who carries allllllll and i mean ALL of your stuff. your purse, your hundreds of shopping bags...it makes you feel a little bad. but then again, he did want this..

"yuuta, at least let me carry my handbag!" your eyebrows furrowed in frustration, watching him holding your countless amounts of items.

"its fine! i dont need any help, really!" though his hands are probably already sore.

"if you say so... wait, i think i see a misa amane! hurry, yuuta!" your once frustrated tone turned into an excited one, rushing off to the said cosplayer.

"coming, angel!"

yuuta who enjoys when people come up to you to take pictures with you. it just makes his heart filled with joy seeing people enjoy your cosplay that you spent blood, sweat, tears and money on! but it especially makes him happy when kids come up to you and compliments you and calling you all sorts of sweet things!

yuuta who is there to step in if a creep tries to go too far.

a rough hand pressed against your shoulder causing you to immediately turn around. "excuse me, can i take a picture with you?" the man gave you a slight creepy grin, handing you his greasy phone.

"oh, sure thing! wait a second, okay? yuutaaaa!" you called out for your sweet boyfriend. he immediately knew what to do the moment you hand him the phone. you could've sworn you heard the stranger clicking his tongue, but maybe thats just your imagination. its probably your brain doing something weird due to your tight wig thats practically compressing your head and is seconds away from giving you a migraine.

while you're preparing to pose like your character, you felt a hand squeezing your bottom. your brain immediately stopped. seconds later, you turn to look at the man, before politely saying, "im sorry. im not comfortable with you touching me there." you tried to remain as civil as possible but its impossible with how scary this strange man is.

"huh? dont be ridiculous. im not even doing anything weird." he snapped, making you flinched lightly.

"its just, with the way you were groping me-"

"ugh. whatever. look, i dont want a picture anymore. you sluts always have something to complain about." he scoffed. you looked down at the ground feeling a slight shame inside the pit of your stomach.

just as you were about to explain yourself once more, you felt a dark presence looming behind the two of you. "excuse me," yuuta's hand went to the assholes shoulder, gripping it tight. "i'd appreciate it if you dont talk like that to my lover. okay?" while his words sounds respectful, the look on his dark eyes says otherwise. he looks like hes about to summon rika and maul this man flesh to flesh. you can tell hes holding back, not wanting to cause a scene.

the once annoyed man became a pathetic, scared one. "r-right. im sorry!" with that, he sprint away.

"are you okay?!?" yuuta turned to look at you, his hands on your arm. "he didnt hurt you, did he? im so sorry angel, i should've stepped in sooner." one of his hand went to your cheek to comfort you.

you gave him a smile, raising your arm to ruffle his hair. your boyfriend is so cute when hes worried!

"dont worry, yuuta! i was just getting ready to punch that creep!"

yuuta who, after that tiring convention, made sure that you're properly taken care of. you must be tired from wearing that wig. its okay, you can take a rest! he'll make dinner tonight. oh, you don't have any energy to even take a shower? poor baby. no problem, he'll bathe you properly himself!

hes just a very devoted boyfriend through and through <3