synopsis: Ritsuka is not very good at talking about his emotions and feelings, but his singing expresses more than anything else.

# tags: scenario; current relationship; sing a song; slice of life; soft romance; fluff; sfw

includes: gender neutral reader ft. ritsuka uenoyama {given}

my inspiration, song: “dobrze, że cię mam” by kortez

The studio where Ritsuka and the band had practiced for a long time was empty at the moment; you couldn’t hear Akihiko’s strange jokes, you didn’t feel the calm presence of Mafuyu, you didn’t see Nakayama who always well dressed. Instead it was just you and your boyfriend rehearsing new songs, getting into conversation with you from time to time. So you sat across from him, carefully watching him play the electric guitar. Sometimes you asked the boy a quick question about music, and sometimes you asked him out of curiosity if he was tired or hungry – in case of the latter need, you wanted to take out the bento prepared for the two of you and a paper bag with sweet buns with cottage cheese that you bought on your way to meet a high school student.

However, Ritsuka didn’t seem to be tired or hungry right now. His face was calm, his eyes was focused, his heart beating at a steady rate and his breathing was calm. He looked really good, you could also say, really manly. You liked the sight and you were really delighted that Uenoyama became interested in you more than half a year ago and was the first to ask about being in a relationship.

“... What are you thinking about, Y/N?” A man’s voice pulled you out of a small trance, and you only blinked your eyes a few times, smiling at the young man.

“About you, about us.” You answered truthfully, which made the boy only chuckle.

“I see.”

Ritsuka was a really cute boy; he had so many qualities you loved; he kept making your face blush warmly and your belly tingle pleasantly. Your boyfriend was always honest and helpful, he was always there when you needed support or conversation. He never got angry and instead carefully explained your mistakes and ill-considered decisions. He was intelligent, talented, conscientious, and always tried to make your relationship flourish. He didn’t have much savings, but he loved to buy you a flower or your favorite cookies from time to time.

“... I don’t like changes and I don’t know anything about colors...” A calm song echoed through the small room, and you lifted your head to look at the seventeen-year-old. His soft, but also uncertain voice was really penetrating. “It’s good that I have you. Do everything as you want... You know me well enough – I wish it stayed as it is.” He added a little more confidently, and you immediately straightened your back.

Your loving gaze was now focused only on his parted lips, small nose, shining eyes, ruddy cheeks and sometimes fingers holding a guitar.

“Breath, hair, touch at night. And how do you know so much? Do you stray or do you have a goal?” He smiled hesitantly, and you returned the smile, making the teenager gain confidence. “Where you go, take me along. The only thing I want is to have a view on your day...” He finished singing and the guitar stopped. “I don’t have the whole song written down yet, but I was thinking of you when I wrote it...” He admitted, and you, touched by his words, only moved closer to the black-haired male, inhaling his sweet scent.

Your hearts were beating in unison now.

previous day ; anne faulkner from bae ♡ next day ; ren jinguji from st☆rish

Sorry that this was late!! This was super fun to write so thank you for requesting! I love these characters so much I would love to write for them more T-T I hope you enjoy this!  😘 😘 😘 😘

Mafuyu sighs for the thousandth time as he locks his gaze on Uenoyama’s back. Uenoyama was silently doing his homework, unlike Mafuyu he hadn’t plan his timing that well and while they were supposed to go on a date they were both stuck at home waiting for him to finish. 

Mafuyu rolls his eyes as he sighs slightly louder then the last time. He leans back and his body starts to slide off of the bed. He sighs again. 

“I get it Mafuyu, you’re bored.” Uenoyama groans, not lifting his head up from his work. “I’m sorry okay. I forgot.” 

“Why do I have to suffer as well.” 

“Well, that’s on you for falling for me so just be quiet.” 

Mafuyu didn’t have a reply to that so he did,in fact, stay quiet. He stood up and walks towards Uenoyama, his face was deep in to concentration mode. Mafuyu smiles at this, Uenoyama was so cute when he concentrated. He reaches his hand out to poke him in the side, as soon as his finger makes contact Uenoyama jumps and falls off of his chair. Mafuyu is speechless, his finger still in air. He looks at his lover who was sprawled on the floor, a tint of red on his cheeks. Mafuyu grins as he tilts his head to the side. 

“Uenoyama-kun, are you ticklish?” 

“N-No.” he stutters.  

Mafuyu’s grin widens. That no clearly meant a yes. A little break wouldn’t do any harm. Mafuyu swiftly shoves the chair to the side and locks his eyes onto Uenoyama. He could clearly see that his eyes were screaming no. Mafuyu, with a devilish smile, lifts up both his hands and wiggles his fingers as a warm up. 

“I swear to god Mafu-” 

Before Uenoyama can finish his sentence Mafuyu pounces him, similar as a lion would pounce a deer . The air in Uenoyama’s lungs are knocked out as Mafuyu lands on him. Before he can catch his breath, both of Mafuyu’s hands settles onto Uenoyama’s waist and starts to poke him. Uenoyama’s hand clamps down on his mouth in an effort to not laugh and give his crazy boyfriend what he wants. 

“Don’t resist Uenoyama-kun.” 

As if it was a trigger, Uenoyama bursts out laughing, tears trickling down his face, trying hard to breathe. His legs were moving on their own as they hit Mafuyu in the back, continuing to laugh Uenoyama tries to push Mafuyu’s hands away. But due to Mafuyu’s merciless tickling he was no power to do so. 

So in an attempt to fight fire with fire, Uenoyama hands finds Mafuyu’s waist and tickles him as well, praying to every god he could think of that Mafuyu was ticklish as well. Luckily for him the red heads ministrations stops on his waist and lets out a giggle. 

With a horrified expression Mafuyu locks his eyes with Uenoyama. They both stare at each other for a while. 

“We should stop. We’re too old for tickle fights.” Mafuyu says suddenly. 

“Oh is that so?” he asks,amused. He raises an eyebrow at Mafuyu’s sudden retreat.  

When it seems like Mafuyu is going to get up and literally run away, Uenoyama spins them over. His eyes were burning with the passion of revenge. Mafuyu looks at him and lifts his hands as a gesture to stop. 

“Uenoyama-kun,” he begins with puppy dog eyes. “P-Please spare me.” 

Uenoyama clenches his teeth. His heart started to pound loudly in his chest, he hates it when Mafuyu looks at him like that. He just melts when he gives him the “stare”. But he wouldn’t succumb to those eyes this time. He lifts up his hands and wiggles his fingers, similar to the way Mafuyu did earlier. 

Mafuyu breaks out laughing as Uenoyama tickles him. He tries to wiggle away but Uenoyama is just too heavy for him to escape. He closes his eyes and laughs his heart out. Tears stings his eyes and his chest starts to burn due to him not being able to breath. Without thinking much he also starts to tickle Uenoyama. 

The room echoes with laughter of them both until the can’t take it anymore. Uenoyama lands next to Mafuyu as he struggles to breathe. He can hear Mafuyu panting next to him. Uenoyama giggles and with his hand he finds Mafuyu’s and their fingers intertwine. Taking in one last breath he finally speaks. 

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