I love your &team fics 😭 we need more people to realise how fucking amazing they are.
Could you perhaps write a boyfriend!Yuma fic where he gets jealous that you are spending too much time with another member?
✧ jealousy, jealousy - nym.
# genre: jealous bf!yuma x reader
#warnings: jealousy, basically everything in the rq
#word count: 1.3k
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If looks could kill, Nicholas would be a dead man right about now.
It wouldn’t necessarily be the murder of an innocent. He knew exactly what he was doing when he put his arm around you while you were laughing, hiding a smirk under his virtuous smile. He knew you were Yuma’s girlfriend, and he did it anyway. Because who could resist your charming laughter and kind eyes?
You had been spending entirely too much time with Nicholas, according to Yuma. He had been whisking you away to ice skate under the guise that Jo canceled on him, playing video games with you and play-fighting when he lost, even bringing treats to your classes, saying he accidentally bought too many and needed something to do with the leftovers.
Yuma was just about ready to kill him.
Typically, your boyfriend wasn’t an overtly jealous man. He was protective when need be; for reference, when some guy was hitting on you too aggressively at a bar, or when his friends got a little too touchy. This incident fell into the latter category.
Today was yet another one of those days. Nicholas and you were sitting on the couch, watching Gilmore Girls with rapt attention. Nicholas was staring at the screen, eyes wide as he chewed on popcorn, engrossed in the show. It was times like this that Yuma wondered if he was doing this to get under his skin, or if he genuinely just enjoyed your company. He couldn’t decide which option he disliked more.
“Mind if I join?” Yuma asked smoothly, walking over and asserting himself in the remaining seat. You and Nicholas had taken the loveseat, forcing him into the single chair. The ludicracy of the situation made his blood boil.
“Yuma!” you said excitedly, blowing him a kiss from the couch. “Hi babe, I didn’t realize you were home yet.” Yuma had been home for almost half an hour. He couldn’t even express how betrayed he felt. He strode over to you, pressing a kiss to your lips before moving back to his humiliating seat.
“Mhm, I got off work early.” he said, making sure to glare fiercely in Nicholas’ direction. The boy didn’t even notice, his eyes still on the television.
“That reminds me,” Nicholas finally spoke up, turning to make conversation with you and —purposefully or not, we’ll never know— excluding Yuma. “EJ told me that Jake’s throwing a party tonight downtown. You wanna come? You never know, it might be fun.” Yuma cleared his throat quite obviously, and Nicholas turned to him with a vacant expression. “Oh, you too Yuma. The more the merrier.”
“I’d love to go.” you said with a smile, and Yuma inwardly rolled his eyes at your naivete. Couldn’t you see? It was so obvious that Nicholas was into you, that he was trying to take you away, take away something that was Yuma’s.
“I’ll come along.” Yuma said stoically, crossing his arms over his chest. Nicholas seemed a little miffed, but Yuma couldn’t care less.
There was no way you were going to that party without him.
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If Yuma wasn’t sure that Nicholas was gunning for you before, he was sure now. You were both on the dance floor, grooving to the beat of some late 90’s song that Yuma had never heard before. The two of you seemed to be digging it though, swaying to the beat as you danced with your arms above your head, Nicholas’ hands coming dangerously near your waist.
Yuma could kill a man. Specifically, his best friend.
The second Nicholas’ hand touched your shoulder, Yuma had had enough. He stood up from the makeshift bar, striding quickly to the dance floor and grabbing your wrist, his grip tight and nearly painful against your soft skin. You complained as he pulled you away, jaw set and eyes narrowed as he strode upstairs and directly into a guest room. It didn’t escape your notice that he locked the door behind you.
“Babe, what’s going on?” you said, crossing your arms and tilting your head. “I was having fun dancing.”
“Seemed like you were having a lot of fun, yeah. You like dancing with Nicholas?” Yuma said, raising his brows. You instantly knew what this was all about, sighing.
“It’s not like that, Yuma.”
“Isn’t it?” he said, and you didn’t reply, just staring at him as you sat on the bed, making yourself comfortable. This was going to be a long chat. He towered over you as he remained standing, positioning himself in front of you with his arms crossed. “Do you like him more than me?” he said after a beat, and you scoffed.
“Yuma, of course not. You’re my boyfriend. Not Nicholas.”
“Not yet.” he said pettily, and you stood, caressing his cheek softly. “Next thing I know, he’ll be showing up to our doorstep with flowers. Then he’ll whisk you away for picnic dates and you’ll be bar hopping across Shinjuku for the rest of your days.” You almost laughed at the ludicracy of the statement.
“Don’t be ridiculous.” you cooed, and he rolled his eyes at your sickeningly sweet, almost pitying, tone. “Gosh, you get so mean when you’re jealous.”
“I’m not jealous.” he replied, uncrossing his arms and shoving his hands into his pockets. “But you’ve been spending way too much time with him lately.”
“Nicholas is my friend, baby. Nothing more.”
“You should see the way he looks at you. Like he wants to eat you up.” You giggle at that, trying to imagine it.
“That’s so stupid.”
“It’s true. I should know, I look at you the same way.” you resisted the urge to roll your eyes, taking his hands into yours. He couldn’t resist you when you gave him those puppy dog eyes, all eager and innocent. “Stop looking at me like that.”
“C’mon babe. Let’s go back out there.”
“Not a chance. If I see you with Nicholas for one more second, I might kill him.” you chuckled softly, and Yuma’s hardened expression yielded for a moment.
“Alright, then let’s get out of here and get some katsu on the way home, hm? We can go to that one place you really like. Just the two of us.” His face brightened immediately, and you smiled at his endearing expression.
“You mean it?” he asked, and you nodded. “Thank god. I’ve been getting tired of drinking alone all night.”
“Very funny.” you quipped as he took your hand with a snaggle toothed smile, pulling you out of the bedroom and quickly downstairs. The two of you giggled as you dashed to the front door.
“Hey, are you guys leaving?” Nicholas called after the two of you, emerging from the throngs of dancing people, his platinum hair mussed and matted to his forehead.
“Getting katsu!” you yelled back, waving with a smile. “Alone.” Yuma added as you pulled him through the door, flashing a smug smile in his friend’s direction as the two of you disappeared into the night.
Later, the two of you huddled together for warmth as you munched on katsudon, the night fog creeping along the streets as you laughed together.
“I’m happy we left, actually.” you said, your cheek puffing out from your efforts at chewing. Yuma watched you with silent adoration. “I was getting kinda sweaty from dancing, and Jo didn’t even show up.”
“I’m glad we left too. I’d much rather be eating katsudon with you than partying.” he agreed, and you grinned widely.
“Aw. That’s cute.” Yuma leaned forward to press a soft kiss to your lips, but was interrupted by the incessant buzzing of his phone.
Nico: I wasn’t hitting on your girlfriend, dude. Stop being weird. Nico: She’s just really nice >:/
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a/n: omg this was so cute i rlly enjoyed writing this one :( loved this prompt plus I love yuma sm </3 I'm still working on finishing all the requests, so plz be patient!!! ty lovelies for reading!
