Eh… Rin Itoshi(?)
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Eh… Rin Itoshi(?)
digital is so weird, I’m still not convinced
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Flight to your city excited to see your face!
Notes: reader's country is described as a tropical one, maybe ooc.. Also is fluffy and spoiler free from the manga!!
- 1k words
After some time convincing Rin, he accepted going to the beach with you. Of course, being in your home country means you're familiarized with everything around you; the clothes, the weather, the people, music, waves... It's like a calling of nature, you just wanna throw yourself in the water and let it take you somewhere else... But it was all new for your boyfriend, Rin.
He ends up getting used to it pretty quickly! (*ﾟ∀ﾟ)
You two are on a vacation, you thought it would be a good idea to show Rin your roots and where you came from, it would help both of you know more about each other! Rin agreed to come, wanting to know more about your culture and what shaped you to be the person you are today. But something got on your mind; you were afraid he would feel exhausted with how your country works, especially coming from across the sea. What if he finds the people too loud and invasive? Would he be okay with the difference in cultural characteristics?
Even with these thoughts, you guys arrived at your home on a holiday, wanting to enjoy the sunny days and do a tour through the beautiful city that never seemed to sleep. On the hottest days, you couldn't resist the beach and its clear water any longer, and you two wake up early to get ready for the day!
You made sure Rin was transparent white with sunscreen and black glasses to not get sunburned, which was funny to look at how protected he was from the sun, looking like a ghost or maybe a spy.
You hoped he would have fun and make good memories like you have there, and oh if you don't find it cute how curious he got when he started paying attention to the people around when you two walked down the streets hand in hand.
He was paying attention to how they talked and expressed themselves, how they played and carried around an easygoing and inviting vibe that made him warm up to the local kids playing football at the sand without thinking much of it. You thought that maybe he would be more introverted to the situation, maybe just stay under the umbrella, but you didn't expect to see your boyfriend playing around and making kids gasp with how talented he is, even bragging about his abilities here and there. For a moment, you could swear you saw a hint of a smile on his face when a little ginger boy with long bangs came over and said that Rin's tricks were surreal.
Rin helped the kids, showing how they can keep the ball for more time on their head. The kiddos made a circle around him, vibrating and hyping him with cute smiles and determination to copy him, even if they almost always ended up falling back on the sand.
You took photos and videos of him having fun in your home, the sight that made your heart bubbly with warmth and relief that he wasn't uncomfortable being in a place you love so much.
Rin came closer to you to kiss your forehead and point to the kids, who are making lines on the sand with their hands and putting flip flops to make a goal.
"What are they saying?"
"That they want to play against you. All of them." You explain that the flip flops mark the goal line for him, and that he would play against 7 agitated mini humans. He didn't run away, instead, the game started when he put the ball in the middle and wiped his forehead with his hand.
The game ended when all of the children jumped on Rin and made him fall to the ground, taking the ball from him and running to the goal. After scoring, they kept kicking the ball several times from the same place to make more goals than Rin, laughing and celebrating their victory.
Rin was a little upset, mouth spitting sand trying to get it out of his tongue. But the feeling lasted short, these were just children at the end of the day. They were just happy to play with a professional player like Rin.
He scored the double of goals right after he got up, not letting them steal the ball again. What made the kids a little disappointed by the loss, but still thanking him for the match.
"Arigato!" Some little one says, what made the other ones also shout the same thing, understanding it means "thank you," waving and running back to their parents, who also thanked Rin for the patience to play with their babies.
At the end of the day, he was dirty and exhausted, but clearly satisfied with the day, looking forward to coming more times, already asking if you two could come tomorrow too, but maybe right now don't start a world cup with the local children.
How could you say no seeing him so excited? You guys ended up spending more time at the beaches than you planned; making dinners in restaurants with an open view to the ocean, sitting at night on the sand looking at the moon and playing on the water together... And playing different sports on the sand and on the sea. The worries about Rin fitting went ou the window when you see him comfortable and relaxed, seeing how much there's more to live than competition.
When the trip ended, he came back to his country with tanned skin, smelling like ocean, bracelets made of little shells, humming some of the famous music that played on the beach, and an amazing first impression of your homeland. Rin slept the whole way back, probably feeling the swing on his body when you sleep after staying in the ocean all day, recovering from the trip on the plane, drooling on your shoulder. Guess you did a great job making your boyfriend fall in love with your roots!
Final notes: this is my first xreader fic, hope you guys liked it! I'll make more in the future, buy you can ask for specific ones you would like to see, even if it's about other characters of bllk. \ (•◡•) /
GUYS LOOK
You're all I ever wanted
You're all I ever needed, yeah
So tell me what to do now
When I want you back
- NSYNC
Rin Itoshi x f!reader
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The last thing Rin Itoshi expected when he walked into the café was to see you.
For a moment, everything stopped.
The sound of conversations around him faded. The rain tapping against the windows disappeared. Even the noise of his own thoughts went quiet.
Because you were there.
Sitting by the window.
The same way you used to.
And suddenly, Rin remembered everything.
The way you would wait for him after training, even when he was late.
The way you would smile at him after his worst matches and tell him he was still incredible.
The way you looked at him like he was more than just a weapon on the field.
Like he was Rin.
Not Itoshi Rin, the striker everyone expected perfection from.
Just him.
It had been eight months since the breakup.
Eight months since you stood in front of him with tears in your eyes and said the words he never thought he would hear.
“I can’t keep loving someone who won’t let me in.”
Rin remembered the silence afterward.
He remembered wanting to grab your hand.
Wanting to tell you not to leave.
Wanting to admit that you were the only person he was afraid of losing.
But his pride got in the way.
It always did.
Instead, he looked away and said the one thing he regretted most.
“If you’re tired, then leave.”
And you did.
Now, seeing you again, Rin realized something painful.
He had spent months pretending he was fine.
He trained.
He scored.
He won.
Everyone thought the breakup did nothing to him.
But no one saw the moments when he was alone.
The empty apartment.
The untouched messages he never sent.
The way he still instinctively reached for his phone after every important match because you were always the first person he wanted to tell.
You were gone.
And he hated that he was the reason.
You noticed him standing there.
Your eyes met.
For a second, neither of you moved.
Then you gave him a small nod.
“Rin.”
Hearing his name from you felt different.
Too familiar.
Too painful.
“(Name)”
His voice was quieter than you remembered.
You looked down at your drink.
“How have you been?”
A normal question.
A simple question.
But Rin didn’t know how to give you a normal answer.
“Fine.”
You almost laughed.
“Still terrible at lying.”
His eyes shifted toward you.
And for the first time in months, Rin almost smiled.
Almost.
“You still do that.”
“Do what?”
“Understand me.”
The words slipped out before he could stop them.
You went quiet.
Because that was the Rin you remembered.
The one who never said much.
But when he did, he meant every word.
“I’m sorry.”
The apology surprised you.
Rin wasn’t someone who apologized easily.
Actually, he almost never did.
You looked at him.
“For what?”
“For everything.”
The answer was immediate.
“I was selfish.”
You stayed silent.
“I thought you would always be there.”
His voice became quieter.
“And I treated that like something I could take for granted.”
Rin looked away.
“I kept telling myself that I didn’t need anyone.”
A bitter laugh escaped him.
“But I was wrong.”
Your expression softened slightly.
“Rin…”
“You were the person I looked for after every game.”
He swallowed.
“When something good happened, I wanted to tell you.”
A pause.
“When something bad happened… I wanted you.”
Your heart hurt.
Because those were the words you had waited months to hear.
“You hurt me.”
Rin closed his eyes.
“I know.”
“I thought you didn’t care.”
“I cared too much.”
You froze.
Rin looked at you.
His expression was serious, almost desperate.
“That was the problem.”
The confidence he showed on the field was gone.
There was no ego.
No arrogance.
Just Rin.
“I didn’t know how to have something important without being afraid of losing it.”
Your breath caught.
“So I pushed you away first.”
The rain outside grew louder.
Neither of you spoke for a while.
Then Rin quietly asked:
“Do you hate me?”
You stared at him.
“No.”
His shoulders relaxed slightly.
“But I was hurt.”
“I know.”
“And I can’t just pretend nothing happened.”
“I know.”
“You can’t just come back and expect everything to be the same.”
Rin nodded.
“I’m not asking for that.”
That surprised you.
He looked at you with the same intensity he brought to every match.
Except this time, he wasn’t fighting to win.
He was fighting to be honest.
“I just want another chance to do it right.”
Rin was never good with promises.
You knew that.
He had once told you everything would be fine.
He had promised he would make time.
He had promised he wouldn’t let football consume everything.
And those promises had broken.
But now he wasn’t making promises.
He was admitting his mistakes.
Trying.
And somehow, that meant more.
“You really changed,” you whispered.
Rin looked down.
“I had to.”
A pause.
“Losing you was the first thing I couldn’t fix by training harder. Youre all i ever wanted.”
Your eyes softened.
Because that was Rin.
A person who would spend hours perfecting a shot.
A person who would destroy himself trying to become better.
And finally, someone who realized that some things couldn’t be won alone.
When you left the café that night, Rin didn’t ask you to come back immediately.
He didn’t demand another chance.
He didn’t act like he deserved forgiveness.
He simply walked beside you.
Like he used to.
And when your hands brushed together, Rin hesitated.
For once, he wasn’t afraid to show what he wanted.
His fingers gently reached for yours.
You looked at him.
“Rin…”
“I know.”
His voice was soft.
“I know I have to earn it.”
A small smile appeared on your face.
“Earn what?”
His eyes met yours.
“You.”
Because after everything—
After the silence.
After the mistakes.
After losing you—
Rin Itoshi finally understood.
You were never a distraction from his dream.
You were the reason he wanted someone waiting for him at the end of it.
Guys WIP but im writinggg- TRUST╰(*°▽°*)╯
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𝑻𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝑹𝑰𝑵𝒆 🍊
♡~Word Count: 2.4k Not Proofread!!!
♡~Genre: Crack fic
Summary: Isagi and Bachira stack tangerines on Rin's head (Istg that's literally it).
Isagi, Bachira, and Rin had been living under the same roof for quite some time now, yet with every day that passed, they noticed that dealing with each other's clashing egos only got harder and harder.
The three of them had such different personalities, leading to disagreements, fights, and, more often than not, leaving at least one of them sleeping outside.
This is why, when Isagi sat both boys down on the living room couch in hopes of finally setting down some ground rules for the house, for the very first time since they all moved in together, they actually all agreed on something.
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