#azami x reader

azami receives his mark when you're all teenagers, knows it's you, but decides to wait rather than try to force you into a life or role you don't want or aren't ready for, not like his family. for a long while, he's content with your friendship, with the chance to be by your side where he can be.

(it's something he keeps to himself, even as you date around a bit. you don't flaunt it, annoyed or embarrassed by the teasing you'll endure from them all, but he'll catch snippets here and there, like the couple months that you and shiba try dating half a year before the talks. shiba only learns afterward, equal parts apologetic and frustrated because he never would've done that if he knew.)

he's there for you, constantly, and you feel bad for always needing him. only once or twice does he talk soulmates with you, but never does he mention anything to you (now that he's older, he wants to see the moment you start looking at him the way he looks at you).

one night when the three of you are getting drinks together, shiba asks why in all your dates, you never asked azami.

"that's easy. it's obvious that he already has his soulmark."

his smile is involuntary, the knowledge that it's obvious to you, even if you're otherwise blind to it. "yeah, but it's not like they're ready for me." it only hurts a little when there isn't even a sliver of a reaction from you, no hint of guilt or apology, anything to suggest that you know. the second the thought comes, the second the words slip past his loosened lips, his heart picks up in his chest. "maybe i just want a kiss like shiba got one."

shiba takes his cue, excusing himself to go smoke with a laugh, all while you watch azami with a surprised, if not pleased, smile. you raise a brow as you shift subconsciously, bringing yourself just a little closer.

"yeah? you'd want what shiba got? the kisses and the fucking and all the petty arguments that nearly destroyed our friendship?"

he just needs a taste, just a little something to sustain him for the long haul.

"you know me. we don't argue all that much."

(it tickles him, the way your smile presses into your cheeks when he turns his head in your direction and tells you to focus.)

time passes and you quickly become one of his most trusted subordinates. the hishaku start attacking the sword wielders, their forces more numerous than predicted. without needing to receive his order, you turn to him and say with that smile on your face,

"On it, Boss. Don't worry about it."

and he doesn't worry about it because it's you and he helped train you.

you don't make it back, but the people you were protecting make it to their new locations just fine.

This is a request from my friend. She gave this weird setting but I didn't mind making it so.....

You and Azami met at a school pageant, he was one of the makeup artists and you were one of the contestants, but you stand out from the other girls.

"Who did your hair and makeup?" he asked

"Oh... It was me, I couldn't afford a professional stylist so I did everything myself"

Azami was a amazed by your skill and asked what brand you used. And in the end you both exchanged emails

You were just as strict as Azami when it comes to skin care, but you are more strict when it comes to hair care.

You and Azami talked about makeup brands, skin care, recommended products, your daily routine. And as the days go by the two of you started talking about other stuff, like school, life in the dorm, or something totally unrelated from the reason you exchanged emails. You both often ran into each other in the beauty product section, and would talk about high quality products.

At first first Azami took interest in you because of your makeup and hair styling skill but now..... now it's more than that.

His flatmates started to see changes in Azami's behaviour

When you call or texts, it only took him 5 seconds to answer.

Azami would hide his feelings, but the more he hid it, the more it shows, the more he denied it, the more it grows.

Azami didn't understand his feelings until you confessed to him. As a result, he's a total blushing mess. He's as red as his long sleeved botton up shirt, and you're as red as traffic lights.

When you and Azami started dating, it's not like a typical teen love story you see in TV or in a book, but it's your love story and you cherish every second you spent with him.

Azami isn't much of the affectionate type, but he cares about you A LOT.

He is as innocent as kid who doesn't know you can hold hands before marriage. (you told him it's okay, of course.)

You and Azami haven't kissed. He's a person who believes that kissing is for after marriage, but you didn't mind at all, as long as he shows you he loves you, you wouldn't mind going slow.