let me take your hand and bring you to paradise..

Kinich stood in the cramped kitchen, wearing a pristine white apron that clashed sharply with his rugged appearance. The room was filled with a mix of savory and sweet scents, evidence of the baking disaster in the making.

He watched as you whisked ingredients together in a large bowl, the chaos growing by the minute. Splatters of various substances marked the countertops, and your hair was now dusted with a layer of flour.

"Can you even handle stirring that thing without making a mess?"

He asked, exasperated, unable to hide his scepticism.

You put down the whisk as you sighed, your face slightly covered in the raw batter as you had finally managed to mix the vanilla extract perfectly equally into the batter inside the bowl. You gave a playful glare to kinich as you huffed and put both your hands on your hips

"Fine! Since you're so smart, mister expert chef, how about you take over!"

Kinich only rolled his eyes at you and came over, gently moving you away by your waist as he came over to pour the mixture into the cupcake liners. After he set them into the baking tray, he turned on the oven and, while waiting for the batter to cook, he scooped a bite of the batter on your cheek and put it inside his mouth and looked away.

You were caught off guard, and your body flinched slightly from the unexpected action as you stared at his back, your cheeks dusting red as your hand was put over your chest.

The next few days passed in a blur. Kinich stayed relatively quiet during classes, though you couldn't shake the feeling that he was watching you more than you'd expected. His reserved nature only made him more appealing to the other students. You could practically hear the whispers echoing through the halls every time he walked by. The girls fawned over him, and even some of the guys seemed intrigued by his aloofness.

But Kinich paid them no mind. In fact, it almost seemed like he was deliberately distancing himself from everyone else—except you. He never failed to sit beside you in class, even going so far as to wait for you when the lecture ended so the two of you could walk out together. It was subtle, the way he stayed close, as though it was just a coincidence. But you were no fool. You noticed his lingering glances, the way his posture would relax ever so slightly when you were near.

It was confusing. You didn’t understand why he gravitated toward you, especially when he could have anyone's attention. Maybe it was just because you were the first person he spoke to, and it stuck. Maybe he found you less annoying than everyone else who threw themselves at him. You weren't sure. Whatever the reason, you were grateful for his quiet company, even if it was a little strange at times.

One afternoon, as class ended and students began filing out, Kinich lingered by your desk, waiting for you like always. You slung your bag over your shoulder, catching his eye as he motioned toward the door.

"Wanna eat?"

He asked, his voice low but steady. You could hear a hint of nervousness in it but decided to brush it off. It took you a second to process his words, though. Kinich had never asked you to hang out outside of class before. It was always just quiet companionship, nothing more. But today was different, very, very different..

"Sure, I'm free today after all!"

You chirped happily, and for a moment, you thought you saw a smile on his face before it disappeared, going back to his usual expressionless face. He then nodded and walked alongside you outside the campus. You, being the curious little birdie you were, decided to ask him a question

"Where are we going, if I may ask?"

You noticed his eyes glancing towards you for a moment when you asked that. He then looked back at the road in front, staying silent for a moment

"The new cafe that opened near here recently. I heard they sell a lot of pastries."

The moment you heard the word pastries spout out of your mouth, your eyes sparkled, clearly excited at the thought of sweets or desserts.

"What are we waiting for? Let's go, let's go!!"

You said excitedly, knowing where the cafe was anyway since you've been wanting to try it out for some time now. You grabbed his hand and practically pulled him along with you, causing his face to suddenly flush red. However, you didn't notice it, being too busy dragging him to the location as he silently followed you

After arriving there, before you could reach the door handle, his hand reached it first as he opened the door for you, causing a small bell to chime before he gestured for you to enter first. You were surprised clearly, giving a small smile before entering. A staff member immediately welcomed both of you, gesturing you over to an empty seat and handed both of you a menu.

After ordering, the staff nodded her head and took the menu back. Her eyes observed both of you for a moment before giggling.

"Cute couple, by the way. Hope you last long"

She winked before leaving, leaving me no time to protest that we weren't one. Your face was flushed red now. There was an uncomfortable silence between you and Kinich now. Physically, he looked normal, as if he wasn't at all affected by the staff's words, but mentally, he was dying inside, almost feeling like he could melt on his seat right now

As you ate, you couldn’t help but notice the way Kinich seemed more at ease than usual. Maybe it was because the cafeteria wasn’t filled with people trying to grab his attention, or maybe it was something else. Whatever it was, you found yourself enjoying his quiet company more and more.

At the entrance to the dorms, Kinich stopped and turned toward you. His expression was still calm, but there was something different in his eyes..something deeper, more thoughtful.

After finishing your meal, the two of you wandered out of the cafeteria and back toward the dorms. The sun hung low in the sky, casting warm rays through the trees, making the campus seem almost serene. You walked side by side, neither of you feeling the need to fill the silence with mindless chatter.

"Thank you," he said suddenly, catching you off guard. "For treating me like a normal person."

You blinked, taken aback by his words. "What do you mean?"

Kinich’s gaze softened, his lips curving into a faint smile, one that was almost imperceptible if you weren’t looking closely. "Most people only see me as an idol," he explained, his voice quieter than before. "But with you… I feel like I can just be myself."

Your heart skipped a beat at his confession, and you felt a warmth spread through your chest. There was a vulnerability in his words, something you hadn’t seen before. It was strange to think that someone as seemingly confident as Kinich could feel so out of place.

"You don’t have to thank me," you said, offering him a genuine smile. "I didn’t do anything special."

Kinich shook his head slightly, his gaze never leaving yours. "You did more than you realize. Both physically.. and mentally.."

He whispered the last word, barely audible before quickly walking off, leaving you confused until you soon realised what he meant by that.

The light from the window shone onto your body as you lay in bed, not wanting to get up from bed as your alarm kept on ringing. With a groan, your hand turned the ringing sound off, reluctantly sitting up as you rubbed your eyes. Your hair was all messy, some locks falling over your face. The dorm provided by the school was cold, and the air conditioner was turned on 24/7.. it felt like you were in a freezer. You slowly got up and prepared yourself for the long day. Heck, you even regretted joining this prestigious academy. As you got dressed and left the dorm room, you overheard some students talking about an idol that was joining the school..?

"Have you heard.. we're gonna have an idol transferring here today!!"

"Oh my gosh, yeah! I heard he's reaaaaally hot, too...!!"

You rolled your eyes at their overexcited gossips, sighing as you got to class and sat down, fishing out your phone as you scrolled through Instagram reels. Most of them contained couples, holding hands, kissing, and even some posting about themselves going on expensive dates with their boyfriends or girlfriends. It got to the point where your entire for you page was filled with them, as if even the online world is mocking you for your lonely butt. You closed your phone as soon as the lecturer walked in. But as soon as the lecturer walked in, you noticed a figure that looked.. dazzling if you were to admit, walking after the lecturer. The lecturer instructed him to sit beside you since it was the only empty seat. He gave a small nod before sitting beside you. The lesson soon began, and you could hear small chatter, most likely about the new guy. Most girls were drooling over him, if not all, except for you, that is. You wanted a normal school life, a normal romantic life as well. Not one that would consist of your significant other being famous or something, just a normal, typical man that would love you from the bottom of his heart.

The lecturer couldn't care less if people weren't paying attention. He was just there to teach. It wasn't any of his business if the students didn't want to listen. After all, they'd get kicked out of the school if they fail twice a row anyway. Your eyes slowly drifted to the person beside you. He was quiet, his skin pale, and his eyes were those of a beautiful emerald hue paired with a bit of yellow, fully showcasing how captivating his eyes itself were. After a minute or two of staring, you looked away, already noticing the girls in class staring daggers ar you. After class, you were immediately pushed out of your seat, multiple girls swarming your new desk mate as they tried to make conversations with him. He didn't appreciate it much at all. He gave all of them a cold look before speaking, his tone icy cold as he narrowed his eyes slightly at them

"Scram."

That single word was enough to leave pouts and whines on the girls. They all left, sulking as they went to have their lunch. You then noticed him turning to you, offering you a hand as he witnessed how they had pushed you off just to get a seat next to him

"...are you okay?'

Blinking a few times, your own hand slowly accepted his, getting up from the floor as you offered him a small smile and sat down again next to him

"Yeah, thank you"

He gave a small hum, turning his head away, cutting off your line of sight from seeing his face. You couldn't notice it, but his cheeks were slightly red. He hadn't gotten that flustered over a girl before..

"Kinich."

A - Adoring Glances: Tamaki often sneaks little glances at you when he thinks you’re not looking, admiring how calm and confident you are compared to his nervousness.

B - Bashful Compliments: When you compliment him, he gets incredibly flustered, stumbling over his words as he tries to return the compliment, always finding something kind to say about you.

C - Calming Presence: He finds your presence deeply calming. When he’s feeling anxious, just being near you or hearing your voice is enough to help him relax.

D - Daydreaming About You: Tamaki often daydreams about quiet moments with you, imagining simple, peaceful times together like sitting in the park or reading side by side.

E - Encourages Your Talents: Even though he’s shy, he loves seeing you excel at the things you’re passionate about, whether it’s playing music, drawing, or anything else. He quietly cheers you on from the sidelines.

F - Fidgeting Around You: When you’re close to him, Tamaki can’t help but fidget nervously, adjusting his clothes or playing with his hands, especially if you’re paying attention to him.

G - Gives You Space When Needed: Tamaki understands when you need some alone time and is respectful of that, never pushing you for attention but always being there when you want company.

H - Helps You in Subtle Ways: He quietly supports you, whether it’s helping you with a task without being asked or making sure you have everything you need before a big day.

I - Intuitive About Your Feelings: Tamaki is highly attuned to your emotions. He can sense when you’re feeling off, and though he may be shy, he’ll always ask if you’re okay or offer a gentle word of comfort.

J - Jealous but Quiet: If someone else flirts with you, he gets a bit jealous but doesn’t say anything unless you notice and reassure him. His worry is more about not feeling good enough for you.

K - Keeps Mementos of You: Whether it’s a note you wrote him or a small trinket from one of your outings, Tamaki quietly treasures little things that remind him of you.

L - Loves Listening to You Talk: Even if he’s shy about speaking, he could listen to you for hours. Whether you’re talking about your day, your passions, or even something random, he’s always engaged.

M - Mutually Protective: He’s quietly protective of you, always watching out to make sure you’re safe, and he deeply appreciates how you look out for him as well.

N - Never Pushes You: Tamaki respects your boundaries and never pressures you into anything, always letting you take the lead in situations that might make him nervous.

O - Offers Gentle Affection: While he’s not very forward, Tamaki loves when you initiate small gestures of affection, like holding his hand or giving him a hug, and he’ll always reciprocate softly.

P - Praises Your Strength: He constantly admires your confidence and strength, often telling you how amazing you are in his own quiet way, whether it's after you’ve done something impressive or just on a regular day.

Q - Quietly Supports Your Goals: Whatever your ambitions are, Tamaki is right there with you. He may not always know what to say, but he’s always cheering for you and ready to help however he can.

R - Relaxes When You’re Around: Your presence has a soothing effect on him. When he’s overwhelmed, he feels more at ease when you’re nearby, whether you’re comforting him or just sitting together in silence.

S - Shares His Insecurities: Tamaki may be shy, but he trusts you enough to open up about his worries and insecurities. He finds comfort in your understanding and the way you reassure him.

T - Tells You How Much You Mean to Him: It takes him a while to work up the courage, but every now and then, Tamaki shyly tells you just how important you are to him, his words always sincere and full of affection.

U - Understands Your Passions: He may not always share your hobbies, but Tamaki makes a genuine effort to understand the things that make you happy, listening closely when you talk about your interests.

V - Values Every Moment With You: Whether you’re out on an adventure or just relaxing at home, Tamaki cherishes every moment spent with you, often replaying them in his mind later on.

W - Worries About You Sometimes: He can’t help but worry about your safety, especially if you’re going through something stressful. He might not always say it, but he’s always thinking of you and hoping you’re okay.

X - Xtra Considerate: Tamaki is always thinking of ways to make your life easier or better. He’ll remember little things, like your favorite snack or the way you like your coffee, and surprise you with them.

Y - Yearns for Quiet Time Together: He loves quiet, intimate moments with you, whether it’s reading side by side, watching a show together, or simply being in each other’s company.

In the quiet suburbs of Musutafu, a young boy named Tamaki Amajiki stood nervously at the gates of his new elementary school. His parents had recently moved to the area, and today was his first day. With his head bowed and his heart racing, Tamaki clutched his backpack straps tightly, feeling like he wanted to disappear into the ground.

Across the playground, you were playing with a group of classmates. Your laughter filled the air, drawing Tamaki's attention. For a moment, his anxiety was overshadowed by curiosity. You noticed him standing alone and broke away from your friends, walking over with a bright smile.

“Hi! I’m Y/N. Are you new here?”

Tamaki looked up, surprised by your friendliness. “Y-yes, I’m Tamaki,” he stammered.

“It’s nice to meet you, Tamaki! Do you want to join us?” you asked, pointing to the group you had just left.

Tamaki hesitated but nodded, feeling a small spark of hope. You took his hand and led him to your friends, introducing him with enthusiasm. From that moment, a bond began to form between you, one that would grow stronger with each passing year.

Elementary school turned into a time of growth and discovery for both of you. Tamaki's shy nature often made it difficult for him to make friends, but you were always there, pulling him into your world of endless curiosity and fun. You encouraged him to try new things, from participating in school plays to joining you in science projects.

One day, during a field trip to the local zoo, you and Tamaki found yourselves separated from the rest of the group. Instead of panicking, you turned the situation into an adventure. "Let's explore! Maybe we'll find a secret animal exhibit!" you said, your eyes sparkling with excitement.

Tamaki, though nervous, couldn't help but smile at your enthusiasm. "O-okay," he agreed, following your lead.

You wandered through the zoo, making up stories about the animals and pretending to be heroes on a mission. By the time you found your way back to the group, both of you were laughing and closer than ever.

Middle school brought new challenges. Puberty and the pressures of growing up made life more complicated, but you and Tamaki navigated it together. You were always there to encourage him when his anxiety flared up, and he supported you through your own struggles.

One afternoon, during a particularly tough math class, you noticed Tamaki struggling with a problem. He stared at his notebook, his face a mask of frustration.

"Hey, Tamaki," you whispered, leaning over. "Need some help?"

He looked at you, relief in his eyes. "Yes, please. I just don't get this."

You spent the next few minutes explaining the problem in a way that made sense to him. When he finally understood, his face lit up with a smile. "Thanks, Y/N. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Anytime, Tamaki. We're a team, remember?" you replied, giving him a reassuring pat on the back.

As high school approached, you and Tamaki began to focus on your dreams of becoming heroes. U.A. High School was your goal, and you both knew it wouldn't be easy to get in. The entrance exam was known for being incredibly tough.

"We'll have to train hard," you said one day, after school. "But I know we can do it if we stick together."

Tamaki nodded, determination in his eyes. "You're right. Let's give it our all."

The two of you spent countless hours training, pushing each other to new heights. You worked on your quirks, improving your skills and learning to fight as a team. The bond you shared became your greatest strength, giving you the confidence to face the challenges ahead.

The day of the U.A. entrance exam finally arrived. The atmosphere was tense, with hundreds of students gathered, all hoping to secure a place at the prestigious school. You and Tamaki stood together, feeling a mixture of excitement and nerves.

"We've got this," you said, giving Tamaki a reassuring smile. "Just remember everything we've practiced."

Tamaki took a deep breath and nodded. "Yeah. Thanks, Y/N. Let's do our best."

The exam was intense, with physical and mental challenges designed to test your abilities. You and Tamaki worked seamlessly as a team, covering each other's weaknesses and playing to your strengths. When the results were announced, both of your names were on the list.

"We did it!" you exclaimed, tears of joy streaming down your face.

Tamaki smiled, his eyes shining with pride. "We did it together, Y/N."

Life at U.A. High School was demanding but rewarding. The training was rigorous, and the competition was fierce. Despite the pressures, you and Tamaki remained each other's rock. You supported him through his moments of self-doubt, and he was always there to encourage you when things got tough.

During a particularly difficult training exercise, you noticed Tamaki struggling. His anxiety was getting the better of him, and he seemed on the verge of giving up. You approached him, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

“Hey, it’s okay. We’ll get through this together,” you said softly.

Tamaki looked at you, his eyes filled with uncertainty. “What if I’m not good enough?”

“You are good enough, Tamaki. You’re amazing, and you have so much potential. Don’t let fear hold you back,” you reassured him.

The evening sun cast a golden glow over your living room as you waited for your husband, Tamaki, to come home. You had spent the day preparing his favorite meal, hoping to surprise him with a special dinner. But as the minutes ticked by, your excitement turned into worry.

Finally, you heard the front door creak open. You rushed to greet him, but as soon as you saw him, your heart sank. Multiple hickeys marred his usually pristine neck, and the unfamiliar scent of a strong, floral perfume lingered in the air.

“Tamaki, what is this?” you asked, your voice trembling with a mix of shock and hurt.

His eyes widened in panic as he realized what you were seeing. “(Y/N), I can explain—”

“You smell like someone else’s perfume,” you interrupted, tears welling up in your eyes. “And those marks… Tamaki, how could you?”

“I-it’s not what it looks like,” he stammered, reaching out to you.

You stepped back, shaking your head. “Not what it looks like? It looks like you’ve been with someone else!”

He tried to grab your wrist, but you pulled away, anger and betrayal burning in your chest. “I thought you loved me. How could you do this to us?”

“I do love you!” Tamaki’s voice cracked as he finally managed to hold your wrist gently. “Please, (Y/N), let me explain. It was a mistake, a moment of weakness. I swear it didn’t mean anything.”

You tried to pull away again, but his grip tightened slightly, desperation in his eyes. “Please, don’t leave me. I’m so sorry. I was weak, and I made a horrible mistake, but I love you more than anything.”

Tears streamed down your face as you looked at him. “How can I believe you? How can I trust you after this?”

He let go of your wrist, his hands trembling as he wiped his own tears away. “I know I don’t deserve your forgiveness. I know I’ve broken your trust. But please, give me a chance to make things right. I’ll do anything to prove to you that I’m still the man you fell in love with.”

You hesitated, the pain and betrayal still raw in your heart. But as you looked into his eyes, you saw genuine remorse and desperation. Tamaki had always been shy, sensitive, and deeply in love with you. This wasn’t like him at all.

“Tamaki, I don’t know if I can ever forgive you,” you whispered, your voice breaking. “But I don’t want to make any rash decisions right now. I need time to think.”

He nodded, tears still streaming down his face. “Take all the time you need. I’ll be here, waiting, hoping that you’ll give me a chance to make this right.”

You turned away, needing space to process everything. As you walked away, you could hear his quiet sobs, and it broke your heart even more. You knew the road ahead would be difficult, but you also knew that love wasn’t something you could easily throw away, no matter how badly it hurt.

Over the next few days, you spent a lot of time alone, thinking about everything. Tamaki gave you the space you needed, but he never stopped showing how sorry he was. He left you little notes, made your favorite meals, and even slept on the couch to give you more room.

One evening, as you sat alone in the bedroom, you finally made up your mind. You walked out to the living room, where Tamaki was sitting, looking utterly dejected. His head snapped up when he heard your footsteps, hope flickering in his eyes.

“Tamaki,” you said softly, sitting down beside him. “I’ve thought about it a lot. And… I’m willing to give us another chance. But it’s going to take time for me to trust you again.”

His eyes filled with tears of relief. “Thank you, (Y/N). I promise I’ll do whatever it takes to earn your trust back.”

You nodded, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. “I believe you. And I want to try.”

Tamaki’s lips trembled as he reached out to you. You took his hand, squeezing it gently. “Can we… can we just stay like this for a while?” he asked, his voice shaky.

You smiled faintly. “Yeah, we can.”

The sun was shining brightly over U.A. High School's garden, and you found yourself wandering among the colorful blooms, needing some quiet time to think. In your hand, you held a delicate daisy, its white petals soft under your fingertips.

Despite being in a relationship with Tamaki Amajiki, his shy and reserved nature sometimes left you wondering about his feelings. Today, you were hoping for some reassurance. You plucked the first petal from the daisy, whispering to yourself, "He loves me."

You continued pulling petals, alternating between "He loves me" and "He loves me not," your heart pounding with each tug. As the petals dwindled, your anxiety grew. Finally, with only one petal left, you whispered, "He loves me not."

Your heart sank, irrational worries flooding your mind. Without a second thought, you dropped the daisy and hurried out of the flower field, seeking Tamaki. You found him near the training grounds, practicing his quirk.

“Tamaki!” you called, your voice wavering.

He turned, surprised to see you so flustered. “(Y/N)? What’s wrong?”

You rushed to his side, struggling to find the right words. “I was… I was playing that silly game with a flower, you know, ‘he loves me, he loves me not,’ and… and it ended on ‘he loves me not.’”

Tamaki’s eyes widened in understanding, and he immediately took your hands in his. “(Y/N), that’s just a game. You know how I feel about you.”

“But it felt so real,” you whispered, tears welling up.

Tamaki gently cupped your face, his touch soothing. “I love you, (Y/N). More than anything. No flower can change that.”

You looked into his eyes, seeing the sincerity and love reflected there. “I’m sorry, I know it’s silly.”

He shook his head, smiling softly. “It’s not silly. I get insecure too sometimes. But let’s trust in what we have, okay?”

You nodded, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders. “Okay. I love you, Tamaki.”

“I love you too,” he replied, pulling you into a comforting embrace.

Valentine’s Day at U.A. High School was always a big event. The hallways were decorated with pink and red hearts, and students exchanged chocolates and love letters with excitement. You had been secretly looking forward to this day, hoping that your feelings for Tamaki Amajiki, your shy yet incredibly kind classmate, might finally be reciprocated.

As you made your way to your locker, you spotted Tamaki at his, nervously looking through the pile of letters and chocolates that had been stuffed inside. You felt a pang of jealousy but quickly pushed it aside. After all, he was one of the Big Three; it was only natural for him to get a lot of attention.

Just as you were about to walk over and wish him a happy Valentine’s Day, the most popular girl in school, Mei, sauntered up to him, holding a beautifully decorated love letter. She batted her eyelashes and giggled as she handed it to him.

“Tamaki-kun, I’ve admired you for so long. Please accept my feelings,” she said sweetly, her voice carrying across the hallway.

You froze, your heart sinking. Tamaki looked at the letter, his face turning a deep shade of red. He glanced around, clearly uncomfortable with the attention. His eyes met yours briefly, and something seemed to snap inside him.

“Um, Mei, I-I appreciate your feelings, but…” he started, his voice trembling.

Mei’s expression faltered, and she looked taken aback. “But…?”

“I-I can’t accept this,” Tamaki said, more firmly this time. He took a deep breath, his eyes finding yours again. “Because… because I’m in love with someone else.”

The hallway went silent, and you felt your heart skip a beat. Tamaki walked past Mei, heading straight towards you, determination replacing his usual shyness. He stopped right in front of you, his eyes full of a newfound confidence.

“(Y/N),” he said softly, but loud enough for everyone to hear, “I’ve been wanting to tell you for so long… I love you.”

Your eyes widened in shock. “Tamaki…”

Before you could say anything else, Tamaki reached into his bag and pulled out a small, beautifully wrapped box of chocolates. “These are for you. I made them myself.”

Tears welled up in your eyes as you accepted the chocolates. “Tamaki, I… I love you too.”

A collective gasp echoed through the hallway, but you didn’t care. All that mattered was the boy standing in front of you, his eyes shining with love and relief. You stepped closer and wrapped your arms around him, pulling him into a tight hug.

Tamaki hugged you back, his usually reserved demeanor melting away in the warmth of your embrace. “I’ve wanted to tell you for so long,” he whispered. “I’m just so glad you feel the same way.”

You pulled back slightly, just enough to look into his eyes. “Me too. I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember.”

Tamaki smiled, a genuine, happy smile that made your heart flutter. “Happy Valentine’s Day, (Y/N).”

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Tamaki,” you replied, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his cheek.

With the school's eyes still on you, Tamaki’s hand found yours, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Do you want to get out of here?” he asked softly.

You nodded, smiling. “Yeah, let’s go.”

The night was serene, the gentle hum of the city outside blending into the quiet stillness of your bedroom. You stirred awake, the familiar warmth of your husband Tamaki absent beside you. The clock on the nightstand read 2:14 AM, and you frowned, realizing he hadn’t come to bed yet.

With a sigh, you pushed back the covers and swung your legs over the side of the bed. Padding softly down the hallway, you made your way to the kitchen for a glass of water. As you approached the living room, you noticed a faint light seeping through the slightly ajar door of Tamaki’s home office.

Curiosity piqued, you pushed the door open wider and peeked inside. There he was, your husband, sitting at his desk, his face illuminated by the soft glow of his laptop screen. His hair was tousled, and he looked utterly focused, completely engrossed in whatever he was working on.

“Tamaki,” you called softly, not wanting to startle him.

He jumped slightly, his eyes widening as he looked up and saw you standing in the doorway. “Oh, (Y/N), I didn’t realize it was so late.”

You walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “What are you doing up? It’s the middle of the night.”

“I’m sorry,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. “I just have a lot of work to catch up on. I didn’t mean to worry you.”

You glanced at the papers scattered across his desk—reports, plans, and other hero-related documents. “You need to take care of yourself too, you know. This can wait until morning.”

Tamaki sighed, leaning back in his chair. “I know, but I just want to make sure everything is perfect. I don’t want to let anyone down.”

You smiled gently, bending down to kiss his forehead. “You won’t let anyone down by getting some rest. You’re an amazing hero, and you need to take care of yourself to keep being amazing.”

He looked up at you, his cheeks flushing a light pink. “Y-you always know how to make me feel better.”

“Come on,” you urged, tugging lightly on his arm. “Let’s go to bed. You can finish this tomorrow.”

Reluctantly, Tamaki stood up, allowing you to lead him away from his desk. As you both walked back to the bedroom, you intertwined your fingers with his, squeezing gently. “I’m proud of you, Tamaki. And I love you.”

He smiled shyly, a deeper blush spreading across his cheeks. “I-I love you too, (Y/N). Thank you for always looking out for me.”

Tamaki Amajiki had always been quiet and reserved. As one of the Big Three at U.A. High School, he was known for his incredible quirk and crippling shyness. What started as a simple admiration for you, a cheerful and kind-hearted classmate, soon grew into something much more intense.

You had always been friendly to Tamaki, your infectious smile and warm personality drawing him in. He watched you from a distance, fascinated by your every move. Over time, his feelings for you became overwhelming. He found himself following you, memorizing your schedule, and lingering near places you frequented.

One evening, after a particularly grueling training session, you noticed Tamaki lingering near the entrance of the dorms. His eyes, usually downcast, were fixed on you with an intensity that made you shiver.

"Tamaki, is everything okay?" you asked, walking up to him with a concerned expression.

"I... I need to talk to you," he mumbled, his voice trembling.

"Sure, what's up?" you replied, trying to ease his obvious discomfort.

"I can't stand it anymore," he blurted out, his voice strained. "Seeing you with others, laughing and smiling... it drives me crazy. You belong with me."

Your heart pounded as you realized the depth of his obsession. "Tamaki, I think you need to calm down. Let's talk about this."

But before you could react, Tamaki grabbed your wrist, his grip surprisingly strong. "No, you don't understand. I need you now."

Fear surged through you as you tried to pull away, but he was relentless. Using his quirk, he transformed his hand into a tentacle, binding your wrists together. Despite your struggles, Tamaki managed to lead you away from the dorms, into a secluded area he had prepared in advance.

Days turned into weeks, and you found yourself trapped in Tamaki's twisted version of reality. He took care of you, providing food and comfort, but never allowing you to leave. His obsession had consumed him completely, and you were his prisoner.

At first, you resisted with every fiber of your being, determined to escape. But as time passed, you began to see glimpses of the Tamaki you had known before. His gentleness, his genuine care for your well-being, and the remorse in his eyes whenever he looked at you.

One evening, as you sat together in the dimly lit room, Tamaki brought you dinner. He placed the tray in front of you, his eyes downcast. "I'm sorry, (Y/N). I know this isn't right, but I can't let you go. I need you."

You looked at him, the torment in his eyes reflecting your own. "Tamaki, this isn't how things should be. You know that."

He nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. "I know, but I'm afraid. Afraid of losing you."

Seeing his vulnerability, your heart softened. You reached out, placing a hand on his. "I'm here, Tamaki. We can figure this out together."

As the days continued, you found yourself drawn to him in ways you hadn't expected. His dedication to you, his unwavering care, and the moments of genuine connection began to blur the lines of right and wrong. You started to understand the depth of his feelings and, despite the circumstances, your own feelings began to shift.

One night, as you lay beside him, you whispered, "Tamaki, I think... I think I might be falling for you."

He turned to you, his eyes wide with surprise. "R-really?"

You nodded, your heart pounding. "Yes. I see how much you care for me, how much you need me. And I... I care for you too."

Tamaki Amajiki always thought his life at U.A. High School was eventful enough, but today promised something different. An American storm chaser, renowned for chasing the Greensburg, Kansas tornado, was coming to give a lecture. While most of his classmates were excited about the science, Tamaki was more intrigued by the daring personality behind the chase.

You had been invited to speak about your experiences, and as you set up your presentation, you couldn't help but notice the shy boy standing awkwardly at the back of the room, looking like he wanted to be anywhere else but also oddly captivated.

"Hi everyone! I’m (Y/N), and I’ve been chasing storms for about five years now. Today, I’m going to share some of my craziest adventures, including the Greensburg tornado," you began, flashing a bright smile that seemed to light up the entire room.

As you showed footage of monstrous tornadoes tearing through the countryside, the students gasped and whispered to each other. Tamaki, however, was completely silent, his eyes wide with a mix of fear and awe.

"During the Greensburg tornado, we had to drive like maniacs to stay ahead of the storm. My colleague almost spilled coffee on my lap while trying to read the radar—definitely not our finest moment!" you joked, earning a round of laughter from the class. Even Tamaki cracked a small smile.

After the lecture, as students swarmed around you with questions, Tamaki lingered at the back, nervously shifting from foot to foot. Finally, when the crowd thinned out, he mustered the courage to approach you.

"E-excuse me," he stammered, his voice barely audible. "I wanted to ask you something."

You turned to him with a warm smile. "Sure! What's on your mind?"

"I’m really interested in how you manage to get so close to such dangerous storms. Aren’t you afraid?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine curiosity.

You chuckled softly, your eyes lighting up with enthusiasm. "Of course, there's fear. But the science and the thrill of understanding these powerful natural events drive me. The Greensburg tornado was one of the most intense experiences of my life. It was terrifying but also awe-inspiring."

Tamaki nodded, clearly fascinated. "I can’t imagine being that brave. I-I have a hard time even speaking up sometimes."

You stepped closer, placing a reassuring hand on his arm. "Bravery comes in many forms, Tamaki. Facing your fears, no matter what they are, is an act of courage. And trust me, I’m sure you’re braver than you think."

Your touch sent a warm shiver through him, and he found himself relaxing slightly. “Th-thank you. I just… I wanted to say I really admire what you do. It’s incredible.”

Blushing slightly, you looked at him with genuine appreciation. “That means a lot coming from someone as kind as you. Maybe we can talk more about it sometime? I’d love to hear more about your experiences too.”

Tamaki’s heart raced at the thought. “I’d like that,” he said softly, a shy smile forming on his lips.

A week later, you and Tamaki found yourselves sitting in a cozy café, sipping on coffee and sharing stories. You talked animatedly about your storm-chasing adventures, while Tamaki listened intently, occasionally sharing his own tales of hero training.

"And then, my friend accidentally got her shoe stuck in the mud while we were trying to escape a hailstorm. It was like a scene out of a slapstick comedy!" you laughed, making Tamaki chuckle.

"You’re really amazing, (Y/N). I-I don’t think I could ever do what you do," Tamaki said, his voice filled with admiration.

"Hey, don't sell yourself short! You face villains and save lives every day. That’s pretty amazing too," you replied, giving him a playful nudge.

As the evening progressed, the conversation flowed effortlessly, and you found yourselves growing more comfortable around each other. Eventually, you both decided to take a walk through a nearby park, the evening air cool and refreshing.

"You know," you began, looking up at the stars. "There’s something incredibly romantic about the calm after a storm. It’s like nature’s way of saying everything’s going to be alright."

Tamaki glanced at you, his cheeks flushing. "I-I guess you’re right. It’s... beautiful."

Feeling a sudden surge of confidence, you stopped and turned to face him. "Tamaki, I’m really glad we got to know each other. You’ve shown me a different kind of bravery, and I... I really like you."

Tamaki’s eyes widened in surprise, his heart pounding in his chest. "I-I like you too, (Y/N). More than I can put into words."

Before either of you could second-guess yourselves, you leaned in, your lips meeting in a soft, tentative kiss. The world seemed to fade away, leaving just the two of you in that perfect, serene moment.

When you finally pulled back, you both smiled, your foreheads resting together. "Maybe we can chase some storms together someday," you whispered, your eyes sparkling.

"I-I’d like that," Tamaki replied, his voice filled with happiness and hope.

U.A. High School was always a whirlwind of activity, with students buzzing around, training, and preparing for their future as pro heroes. Amidst the organized chaos, Tamaki Amajiki found solace in his close-knit group of friends, the Big Three: himself, Mirio Togata, and Nejire Hado. Tamaki was used to Nejire's cheerful and energetic presence, which often served as a comforting contrast to his own shy and reserved nature.

However, recently, Tamaki noticed a new addition to their little circle: you. You were a first-year student with an infectious smile and boundless energy that rivaled even Nejire’s. From the moment you met Nejire, you two had become inseparable, constantly chatting, laughing, and clinging to each other in the hallways.

Tamaki, usually content to observe from the sidelines, found himself feeling something unfamiliar—jealousy. He wasn't used to feeling this way, especially not about someone as kind and vibrant as you. But every time he saw you with Nejire, a pang of longing and envy twisted in his chest.

One afternoon, after a particularly grueling training session, Tamaki walked into the common area to find you and Nejire sitting on the couch, your head resting on Nejire's shoulder as you both giggled over something on Nejire's phone. Mirio was nearby, grinning at the scene.

"Hey, Tamaki!" Mirio called out, waving him over. "Come join us!"

Tamaki hesitated, his eyes darting to you and Nejire. He gave a small nod and walked over, sitting down awkwardly on the edge of the couch.

"Hi, Tamaki!" you greeted him with your usual enthusiasm, your eyes bright. "Nejire was just showing me some hilarious memes."

"Y-yeah, I see," Tamaki replied, forcing a small smile. "Sounds fun."

Nejire, always perceptive, noticed the tension in Tamaki's posture. "Tamaki, are you okay? You seem a little off."

He shook his head quickly. "I'm fine, really."

But Nejire wasn't convinced. "You know, (Y/N) and I were just about to go get some snacks from the cafeteria. Want to join us?"

You jumped up, grabbing Tamaki's hand. "Yeah, come with us! It'll be fun!"

Tamaki's heart skipped a beat at your touch, but he nodded, allowing you to pull him to his feet. As the three of you made your way to the cafeteria, Nejire walked ahead, chatting animatedly. You stayed close to Tamaki, your hand brushing against his every now and then.

When you arrived at the cafeteria, Nejire excused herself to grab some drinks, leaving you and Tamaki alone. You turned to him, a concerned look on your face. "Tamaki, is something bothering you? You seem... distant."

He looked down, struggling to find the right words. "It's just... I feel like I'm losing Nejire. You two are so close, and I... I don't know."

You blinked in surprise, then your expression softened. "Oh, Tamaki, I'm sorry if it seemed like that. Nejire is amazing, but that doesn't mean there's no room for you. You're important to me too."

Tamaki glanced up, hope flickering in his eyes. "Really?"

You nodded, smiling gently. "Of course. I admire you a lot, Tamaki. You're kind, strong, and always there for your friends. I want to be closer to you too, if you'll let me."

Tamaki's heart swelled at your words, and he found himself smiling genuinely for the first time that day. "I'd like that."

Just then, Nejire returned, balancing a tray of drinks. "Here we go! I got your favorites. Everything okay?"

You and Tamaki exchanged a glance, then you both nodded. "Yeah, everything's great," you said, squeezing Tamaki's hand reassuringly.

You and Tamaki were sitting in the living room of the secluded cabin, the warmth of the fireplace casting a soft glow around the room. The evening had been calm, filled with quiet conversation, and shared laughter. As the night wore on, you suggested watching a movie together

You picked a romantic comedy, something lighthearted to ease the tension that still occasionally lingered between you. Halfway through the movie, a particularly romantic scene played out on the screen. You could feel Tamaki’s gaze flicker towards you, his nervousness palpable.

You turned to him, a playful smile on your lips. “Hey, Tamaki, what would you do if you were in a scene like that?”

He blushed deeply, looking down. “I-I don’t know. I guess… I’d try to be brave.”

“Brave, huh?” you teased gently, moving a little closer to him. “Like this?” You leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his cheek.

Tamaki’s breath hitched, his eyes widening in surprise. Emboldened by his reaction, you closed the remaining distance between you and kissed him on the lips. What started as a tentative kiss quickly deepened as Tamaki, overcoming his initial shock, responded with a fervor you hadn’t expected.

His hands cupped your face, pulling you closer as the kiss grew more passionate. Your hands found their way to his shoulders, then around his neck, tangling in his hair as you pressed yourself against him.

Tamaki pulled you even closer, feeling your body pressed closely to his as he continued to kiss you. He slowly moved his arms so that one was resting on your waist while he moved the other one to the back of your head, where it began to gently tangle itself into your hair. He could feel his heart pounding against his ribcage as he continued to kiss you, his mind felt hazy, and all he could focus on was you.

He slowly pulled away from the kiss, his face almost right against yours as he took a moment to catch his breath. His eyes were half-lidded as he stared at you, and they had a new look within them. They looked filled with desire and want. His breathing was a bit fast, and he could still feel his heart pounding against his ribcage as he held you to his body. While Tamaki was trying to catch his breath.

When he saw you give a cheeky smile and stuck your tongue out at him, he could feel himself losing what little restraint he had left at your gesture while your arms encircled around his neck. The kiss, no matter how small and brief it was, was sending his mind into a spiral filled with desire. But the feeling of your arms wrapping around his neck was what completely made him lose his restraint. He slowly brought one of his hands up so it gently cupped your face, and he gently rubbed your cheek with his thumb as he looked at you with a gaze that screamed out the words 'I want you'. And once again.

Eventually, after more kissing and you teasing him, he snapped as his hands grabbed your waist. He lifted you up while he stood up and carried you to the bedroom. The movie was playing in the background as he ignored it, slamming the door shut while he gently put you on the bed.

His hands moved to your shorts as he looked up into your eyes, asking if he could remove it first.

"May I?" He whispered, his forehead pressed against yours while his eyes held a hint of desperation.

After you nodded, he slid your shorts off of you easily as he threw it to the side. His fingers fiddled with your lingerie slightly before sliding it off as well. His eyes admired how wet you were already as he chuckled, his fingers teasingly rubbing against your clit first as he observed your reaction.

You gasped at the pleasureable feeling as you whined slightly. He knew what you wanted, but he wasn't going to allow you to get it so easily.

"Tama... please.." You begged softly, giving him the puppy eyes while he held back a laugh at how easy you were to submit. Oh boy were you in for a long night..

– 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 𝅓 𝅒 –

Tamaki Amajiki rarely invited friends over, so when he finally brought Mirio Togata to his house, it was a big deal. You, Tamaki's little sister, were curious about this loud and energetic friend you had heard so much about.

"Hey, Mirio, this is my sister," Tamaki mumbled, barely audible as he introduced you. You peeked from behind the doorframe, shy and quiet, much like your brother.

Mirio, with his usual exuberance, waved enthusiastically. "Hi there! Nice to meet you!"

You nodded shyly, barely meeting his eyes. "Hi."

From the moment Mirio entered the house, it felt like a whirlwind had blown through. He was everywhere, laughing, chatting, and making himself at home. You watched from a distance, intrigued by his energy but unsure how to approach him.

One day, while Tamaki and Mirio were hanging out in the living room, you decided to muster up some courage. You quietly entered the room, clutching a book to your chest.

"Hey, wanna join us?" Mirio asked with a bright smile, patting the space next to him on the couch.

You nodded and sat down, your eyes wide as you tried to figure out what to say. Mirio, sensing your shyness, decided to break the ice in his own unique way.

"So, do you have any funny stories about Tamaki?" he asked, winking at you.

You looked at Tamaki, who was now blushing furiously, and then back at Mirio. "Um... there was this one time he tried to talk to a girl, but he got so nervous he tripped over his own feet and fell into a trash can."

Mirio burst out laughing, clutching his stomach. Tamaki groaned, covering his face with his hands. "Sis, why?"

You giggled, feeling a bit more confident. "It was really funny."

From that day on, you found yourself hanging out with Mirio and Tamaki more often. Mirio had a knack for making you feel comfortable, and you started opening up bit by bit.

One afternoon, Mirio decided it was time for a surprise. "Hey, you guys ever tried baking cookies?"

You and Tamaki exchanged glances. "No, not really," Tamaki replied.

"Great! Let's make a mess—I mean, let's bake some cookies!" Mirio declared, dragging you both into the kitchen.

The next hour was pure chaos. Flour ended up everywhere—on the floor, in your hair, even on the ceiling. Mirio somehow managed to crack an egg on his head, and Tamaki, in his attempt to help, spilled a bag of chocolate chips all over the counter.

You couldn't stop laughing. "Mirio, you're supposed to put the eggs in the bowl, not on your head!"

Mirio grinned, egg yolk dripping down his face. "Hey, I'm just adding some extra protein!"

By the time you finished, the kitchen looked like a disaster zone, but the cookies turned out surprisingly delicious. You all sat on the floor, eating your messy, slightly misshapen creations and laughing at the chaos.

"You know," Mirio said, munching on a cookie, "I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship."

You smiled, feeling warm and happy. "Yeah, I think so too."

In a quaint neighbourhood, a small pre-school stood surrounded by colourful gardens and cheerful laughter. Among the children who played there, two stood out: Keigo Takami and you. From the moment you both met, it was as if the universe had designed you to be inseparable. While other children squabbled over toys or got lost in their own games, you and Keigo were always together, two peas in a pod.

Keigo, with his messy hair and boundless energy, was always the leader of your little adventures. Whether it was exploring the playground as if it were a grand jungle or playing house in the tiny, colorful cottages, he led the charge, and you were his loyal companion. You both laughed, cried, and dreamed together. On quieter days, you would sit side by side, drawing pictures of a world where you both were superheroes, saving the day with your combined powers.

But as you both grew, things began to change. Keigo's quirk, the wings that sprouted from his back, grew stronger and more impressive. It was clear he was destined for greatness. He was soon scouted by the Hero Public Safety Commission, and at a young age, he began his training to become a hero. You, on the other hand, continued your life in the neighborhood, watching from a distance as your best friend became the rising star known as Hawks.

Years passed, and the distance between you grew. Keigo, now Hawks, was always in the spotlight, his face on every news channel and magazine cover. He was saving lives, battling villains, and attending high-profile events. You couldn't help but feel proud of him, but also a pang of loneliness. The days of playing together in the garden seemed like a distant memory.

One day, while walking home from work, you decided to take a detour through the old neighborhood. As you passed by the pre-school, nostalgia washed over you. You stood by the gate, lost in memories of simpler times, when suddenly you heard a familiar voice.

"Hey, is that really you?"

Turning around, you saw him. Keigo, or Hawks as the world knew him, stood there, his wings folded neatly behind him, a warm smile on his face. He looked different, more mature, but those eyes—those same eyes you remembered from all those years ago—still held the same spark.

"Keigo," you breathed, barely believing it.

He walked up to you, his smile widening. "It's been too long. I've missed you."

You felt a lump in your throat as tears threatened to spill. "I've missed you too. You've become so... amazing."

He shrugged, a modest gesture that contrasted with his larger-than-life persona. "I had a great start, thanks to you. Remember those superhero drawings? We always knew I'd make it, right?"

You laughed, wiping your eyes. "Yeah, we did. But I always thought we'd be saving the world together."

He nodded, a hint of sadness in his eyes. "I'm sorry we drifted apart. Life got... complicated. But I'm here now. And I want to make up for lost time."

The two of you spent the evening walking through the old neighborhood, reminiscing and catching up on lost years. The bond that had seemed weakened by time and distance felt strong again. You talked about your lives, your dreams, and the future.

As the sun set, casting a golden hue over the world, Hawks turned to you, his expression serious. "You were my first hero, you know. You believed in me when no one else did. I want you to be part of my life again. Maybe not as superheroes, but as friends. As family."

You smiled, your heart full. "I'd like that, Keigo. I'd like that a lot."

The U.A. High School festival was in full swing, and the campus buzzed with excitement. Booths lined the walkways, and students and visitors alike filled the grounds, eager to partake in the various activities and performances. The air was filled with the scent of festival foods and the sound of laughter.

You, a fellow student, were dressed in a charming maid outfit as part of your class's maid café booth. The café had been a hit, drawing in many customers, but you had managed to get a break to explore the festival. Tamaki Amajiki, your shy and endearing friend, was waiting for you outside the café, looking slightly nervous but excited.

When you stepped out, Tamaki's face turned a deep shade of red. "Y-Y/N, you look... really nice," he stammered, his eyes darting away.

You smiled brightly, adjusting the frilly apron of your outfit. "Thanks, Tamaki! Ready to check out the festival?"

He nodded, his blush deepening. "Yeah, let's go."

The two of you wandered through the bustling festival grounds, visiting various booths and enjoying the activities. Tamaki, though usually reserved, seemed to relax a bit in your company, his nervousness easing as you laughed and chatted.

You dragged him to a game booth where you tried your hand at winning a stuffed animal, then to a food stall where you sampled some delicious takoyaki. Tamaki's anxiety flared up again as he noticed the increasing number of male students casting appreciative glances your way and making comments about your maid outfit.

At one point, a group of boys walked by, openly admiring you. "Wow, she's so cute in that outfit," one of them said, not bothering to lower his voice.

Tamaki's grip on his takoyaki stick tightened, his jealousy bubbling up, but he tried to brush it off, not wanting to ruin your fun. You, seemingly oblivious to the attention, continued to enjoy the festival, your cheerful demeanour never wavering.

As the day went on, you suggested taking a photo together in a themed photo booth. Tamaki hesitated but agreed, following you into the booth. As you waited in line, more students approached, complimenting your outfit and asking for photos with you.

Tamaki's discomfort was evident, but he forced a smile, trying to keep his jealousy in check. Inside the booth, you posed happily, but Tamaki's unease was clear in the photos, his smiles strained.

After the photos were printed, you noticed his expression. "Tamaki, are you okay? You look a little... tense," you said, concerned.

He shook his head quickly. "I'm fine, really," he insisted, though his voice lacked conviction.

Later, as you watched a performance together, a particularly bold student approached you. "Hey, you're from the maid café, right? You look amazing in that outfit. Want to join me for a dance?"

Before you could respond, Tamaki stepped forward, his usual shyness momentarily replaced by a surge of protectiveness. "She's with me," he said firmly, his voice stronger than you'd ever heard it.

The student raised his hands in mock surrender. "Alright, man, no need to get defensive."

You pulled Tamaki aside, your brow furrowed in confusion. "Tamaki, what's going on? You've been acting strange all day.

In a quieter area of the festival, away from the crowds, Tamaki took a deep breath, trying to steady himself. "I... I'm sorry, Y/N. It's just... seeing all those guys looking at you, complimenting you... I got jealous. I didn't like it."

You blinked, taken aback by his confession. "Jealous? Why would you be jealous?"

Tamaki looked down, his face flushing. "Because... I like you, Y/N. A lot. And I guess I was afraid you might like someone else instead."

Your heart swelled with affection and relief. "Tamaki, I like you too. I didn't realize you felt this way, but you don't have to worry about anyone else. I like you for who you are."

His eyes widened in surprise and hope. "Really?"

You nodded, reaching out to take his hand. "Really. So let's not waste any more time being worried, okay?"

He smiled, a genuine, relieved smile, and squeezed your hand. "Okay."

With their feelings out in the open, you and Tamaki returned to the festival, enjoying the rest of the day together. You introduced him to your classmates at the maid café, who welcomed him warmly. Tamaki, still shy but more at ease, stayed close by your side, his confidence bolstered by your reassurance.

As the festival drew to a close, you found a spot to watch the fireworks display. Hand in hand, you and Tamaki watched the sky light up with brilliant colors, the day's worries melting away. In that moment, surrounded by the glow of the fireworks and the warmth of your newfound understanding, you knew that this was just the beginning of something wonderful.