🫧🧊 Rin ✝︎∘𓆪 🌊

PAIRINGS. tired! itoshi sae x crazy! reader (established relationship)

WARNINGS. we a bit unhinged, but sae loves us, jealousy, crack, dark humor

the car is silent— thick, suffocating, full of things unsaid. streetlights smear gold across the dashboard while itoshi sae drives with one hand on the wheel, jaw tight enough to crack teeth.

you’re glaring out the window. “she was basically in your lap,” you mutter.

“she asked for directions.”

“she asked for your number with her eyes.”

sae exhales through his nose, exhausted. “you’re unbelievable.”

“and yet you keep dating me.”

“that’s the problem.”

the words sting more than they should. you look at him sharply, expecting irritation, but his expression is just tired. not cruel. worse. fond and exhausted at the same time.

“you know,” he says, voice flat, “normal people don’t start glaring at strangers because they stood too close to their boyfriend.”

“she touched your arm.”

“she breathed oxygen near me. should i file a report?”

you scoff and fold your arms tighter, pouting in the other direction. he glances over for half a second, enough to soften.

“you’re insane,” he says quietly.

“but you love me.”

a pause.

“…unfortunately.”

you grin despite yourself. he notices and rolls his eyes, fighting his own smile.

traffic slows near your apartment. the car is barely moving now, crawling forward. petty irritation sparks in your chest again when you remember that girl leaning toward him, laughing too loud.

fine. if he wants “normal” then you’ll give him a problem.

before sae can react, you unlock the door and shove it open. “what are you—”

you jump.

it’s far from dramatic. the car’s moving slow enough that you mostly just hit the pavement ugly, skinning your palms and knees as you tumble sideways with a yelp.

“¡oh dios mío—”

brakes screech.

sae is out of the car instantly, face drained of color as he storms toward you.

“what the hell is wrong with you?” he snaps, grabbing your shoulders hard enough to check you’re real. “are you hurt? can you stand? did you hit your head?”

you’re sitting in the street trying not to laugh. his eyes are wide. so unlike him.

and that’s what makes you crack.

a wheeze escapes you first, then full laughter. sae stares at you like he might actually kill you. “you jumped out of a moving car.”

“you should see your face—”

“i’m serious.”

“so am i,” you gasp between laughs. “you love me soooo bad.”

sae swears under his breath, pressing his forehead briefly against yours in shaky relief.

“…i need a break.”