uh...

"Mikey answer please, I need you right now" you murmur to yourself while trying a second time, then another one. When you heard him sigh on the other side you felt a weight falling off your shoulders. 

"Mikey come please" you begged him while you looked around to make sure no one was near the door.  

"Never, I'm not coming at your stupid wedding with this asshole. There's no fcking way I see you ruining your life like thi-" "come and pick me up !" You cut him with panic. "I hate him too, really. I can't do that, please" Silences meet your words for seconds before he starts moving on. "I'm coming." 

As he was about to hang up, you quickly tell him to get a car because of your dress, making him sigh deeply before hanging up. 

Now, you have to get out of here without being too weird : hard thing to do since you're the queen of the day. As you get out of the room, you catch eyes with one of your fiancé's friends. Faking a smile and listening to what he has to say, about how happy he is for you to be the future bride to his best friend and that he always likes you - you almost feel bad about running away. He keeps you here for too long and you start to feel really uncomfortable. 

You tried to excuse yourself to "go get some fresh air" but he followed you ! 

You were done inside and just wanted him to leave you for a moment so you can go without anyone seeing you. But when you get near the door, your phone rings, making him look at you with a questioning gaze but the next thing he sees was you running through the big door without looking behind you, your heels left next to him. In front of the great building there was Mikey, a frown on his face. 

"I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY" he screams through the door he just opened. 

Jumping on the passenger side and shutting the door, you take a look at the guy that was running after you with panic writing on his face, laughing at the sight as you drive away. Your white dress was all over your seat and touching Mikey's arm as he drives. 

Looking at you sideways, "your dress is really ugly" he spitted out with a straight face. 

You both burst into laughter. 

"You're right, it's the worst !" you answer as you try to catch your breath. You've never been this happy in your life.

Draken

You were waiting in front of the alley, walking around like a lion in a cage. This alley you never wanted to walk on, decorated like shit, surrounded by people you never appreciate. Nobody can see you right now and you were glad cause the bride isn't supposed to look THIS anxious. Fact is : you never wanted to be a bride. Your fiancé became more and more awful with you but all your friends and family keep telling you that he's the best you can have, he can assure you a good life and shit like this. Beside losing all your self-esteem, you end up there, in a horrible white dress and none of your (true) friends even here. They make you feel like you couldn't achieve anything without a man and it makes you feel sick as the hard working girl you were.

Only one of your friends was here, and you were waiting for him for now, and not to start the ceremony. Your witness, Ken, was supposed to show soon cause he, initially, has to wait at the end of this God damn alley. Thing is, you wanted to talk to him before and he was taking forever. 

When he finally shows, you almost jump on him but your heels remind you felt fast that your feet already hurt. 

"Ken, I swear to God you were taking forever!" You whine before taking his arm and pulling him away. "I got stuck with some old woman close to your mom, she's friends with some weird people-" "we have to leave," you cut him as your gaze fell on the floor.

"I'm glad you finally realized," he answers nonchalantly. You looked at him dead in the eyes, throwing daggers to him : like you ever wanted this ! Before you could attack him, he adds. "I came only for this, 'cause you talk about running away once when you were wasted and I take it seriously." You choked on his words, blinking many times before regaining your composure : ready to deny everything. "I never was that dead I-'' He rolls his eyes, "not with me, please." Shutting up at his words, with a nasty look, you were waiting for his answer. Even if you seemed relaxed with the way you talked, your hands were sweating and the anxiety was getting to your throat. You were dying for him to say 'yes'.

Instead, he takes your hand in his and starts to take you away from here. Your eyes are shining as you look at his back. Your heels slamming on the ground at a fast pace, following him like a lost puppy, letting people question themselves if nothing wrong happens. Yes, something was wrong : this whole wedding was killing you inside and you were glad someone helped you run away. Ken was for sure the best for this.

Lifting you so you don't have to run into the stairs outside, he lays you down on his motorcycle without giving a simple mind to the people talking around. There wasn't a lot outside since the ceremony was about to start soon. "From the day you chose your dress, I was freaking glad that you chose a short one I swear," he says, jumping on too, ready to go before anyone can really say anything. As you fastened your helmet, you laughed at his comment, feeling the same honesty. "I choose this one cause my legs are sexy !" You add in your laughter. "Whatever you want, still useful in the end."

Waving at people with a big smile, you wanted to scream of happiness at the feeling of the wind in your hair neatly done : the perfect curl flying out of your sight was the best view. You felt alive thanks to him. "Thank you so much, Ken," you say as you grip him harder. "Anything for you."

Mitsuya

Talking with the guests before the ceremony began was the best idea your mom ever has. Faking a last smile to all of them was a bliss, and it seems like Mitsuya was enjoying it very much too. Smiling to you from time to time, like a happy friend would on a wedding day was just funny to you. Between all of this, Mitsuya comes to you, excusing himself because he needed some time with his dearest friend. Taking you away from the crowd with the sweetest smile, his gaze became serious when you were alone. 

"Is it still okay ?" He'll ask while taking your hand. "Why shouldn't it ? Mitsuya we planned everything, don't make me doubt like this, I-" He shuts you down with a hand sign. "You're too loud," he chuckles. "I wanted to be sure, that's all. Don't worry, everything is good," he assures you. Letting go the breath you were holding because of the panic he just caused through your body ; you were about to talk when your mom met you two with a suspicious gaze. She never had a good feeling about you two but didn't say anything either. "I need to fix some things before you go, come sweetheart." Listening to her, you smile at Mitsuya as you follow her. 

While fixing your hair and makeup, she asks you "You never slept with him, right ?" Your eyes widen as your head snaps to her, shock written on your face. "Never ! Mom please, he's my best friend-" "And you're very close to each other. I just wanted to be sure" She seems almost mad at you, like she doesn't trust you at all and that hurts your feelings. She wasn't that wrong, 'cause you planned to run away with him. But you never cheated on your fiancé, even if you hated him now. This fact makes you want to go even more. Even your own family doesn't trust you. 

"Wait for your dad now, okay? The ceremony will start soon." She said when she was finally done. You nod with a smile no matter what as she leaves, knowing that he won't show up anytime soon. 

Checking his phone, Mitsuya nods as he gets out of the corner, catching your mom with his best smile. Guiding her by the hand like a gentleman from the room, he winks at you when your head picks out to see if you could finally prepare yourself to go. He knew she never really liked him, but he still does his best to make her forget you a little bit. 

Leading her to the main room where all the guests were placed and now waiting for you to come in, he leaves her with a smile. Maybe he should play a bit. 

"You were right to be worried about me," he playfully says to her ear before leaving the place without looking at her twice but imagining her shocked gaze. He makes sure that your dad was locked in the toilets before running to meet you. 

He finds you in the hall, sneaker on and ready to go before people actually start to follow you : anxiety written all over your face when you finally see him. Giving you his jacket and catching your hand in his without hesitation, he runs with you to the outside door. 

When your mom showed herself outside, his car was passing by with you and Mitsuya inside, him showing his middle finger and a big smile at her. And in the car, he gave a long look at the dress that was exposing more than necessary. "Still salty that I didn't do your dress. Find a better man so I can do it please," he playfully says with a big smile now. "I'll think about it, yes," you answered calmly, holding his jacket a bit closer, finally feeling good. "What about you ?" You propose after some time with a playful tone. "Ew never, I know you too well," laughs Mitsuya as you hit his arm. He doesn't need to marry you to always be by your side.

Chifuyu

As your best friend, Chifuyu is your witness and knows everything about you. He remembers all the nights you end up sleeping at his place because you can't deal with your fiancé anymore. It's killing him to see you like this, in a beautiful dress that would make any Disney princess jealous but sadness hovering in your eyes. Your dad being way too proud to see the distress in his daughter's behavior. 

Here he stands, in a corner of the room, listening to your dad that was chatting with himself as you check yourself another time. His arms are crossed when he catches your eyes in the mirror and he swears to God that he could have killed your dad and his precious groom the second you faked a smile to him. Chuckling, he waits for your dad to leave the room before coming straight to you and takes your hands in his. You can't even look back to him and it hurts him way more that he wants to admit. 

"You can't do that," he simply says, stroking the back of your hands. "You seem so sad. I mean nothing is holding you back right now." 

"It's not that simple Chifuyu, you know it. My dad would-"

"Who cares about him ?! All I can see is you being sad and I can't take it." Tears appear in the corner of your eyes and fragile sighs leave your lips. Your head falls on his chest, thinking a moment before talking again. "Take me away from here, please." 

Your words are his command. He told you to meet up outside in 10 minutes, squeezing your hand as a last reassurance before leaving you here. You can't do that, you know it but it still feels wrong. You're sure that the moment you'll be away from here with your best friend everything will feel better. 

Walking outside of the room with a big smile, you make your way to the front of the building where there were a lot of guests, chatting before the ceremony. You salute a lot of them, talking a bit while waiting for Chifuyu. You were stressed to run away in front of so much people but it was for the best right ? Laughing with an old woman relates to your fiancé, she talked about him like he was a Saint, making you sick. 

But you didn't get to think too much about it cause a loud motor was heard from nowhere, coming closer. Stopping in front of the crowd, there was Chifuyu, opening the door for you with a big smile. 

"GET IN LOSER, WE'RE LEAVING THIS SHITTY WEDDING" he screams, making you laugh as you start running to him. Your heels were louder than the crowd that was looking at you in shock. You were in in a second, almost being caught by some random guy without success. 

There you were, laughing as hell because of the adrenaline running through your veins. 

"Fcking hell Chifuyu you're the best !" 

"I know, I know. It really wasn't that good, you can see they didn't listen to you when we see the decoration" he criticizes without thinking twice, making you chuckle. 

"Where are we going ?"

"I don't fcking know," laughs the guy next to you. You let your head hit the seat with a content sigh, "that's perfect."

Baji

Your voice could be heard through the door as your future husband talked back louder before storming out with a frown. Curses leave your mouth as you just wanted to throw the crown through the room. Water started to blur your vision and before you could think about your makeup, ugly tears were rolling down your cheeks. 

You felt like a baby, but you never wanted this and you were dying for someone to take you out of this. But no one would save you this time, you were alone in this and you just had to deal with it by yourself. 

Putting yourself together, you fixed the black tears off your face and put a bright smile on your lips. A bride can't be sad on her wedding day, right ? You can do it. So without showing any other emotions than a calm one, you were waiting for your dad to come take you to your shitty husband. 

You flashed your better smile to all the people here for you and the most beautiful day of your life which was ironically the most horrible one. Your husband takes your hand like you didn't just have an argument, like everything has ever been perfect between you two and it was like the tears were coming back as he smiled at you. 

As you were about to say yes, someone - your friend - brutally opened the doors and walked up to you, decided and half laughed. "I'm sorry but I'm borrowing the bride," says Baji, taking your hand and guiding you backwards to the door. Teasing your husband with a wave, he leans to your ear to whisper. "Listen, you can't stay here so leave your damn heels here and run princess," and, without letting you process what he said, Baji starts running, forcing you to follow him. A squeak escapes your mouth but you tag along with him anyway with a shocked gaze. Your heels fell off your feet, catching his pace without paying attention to the people around. 

"I'm against this union by the way !" Screams Baji just before passing the doors with you. Surprisingly, there weren't a lot of people running after you, and even if they wanted you back, they were late now due to their slow reaction. Baji flashes you a smile. "You can smile now," he says. Taking you outside to his car, he sits brutally with a sigh. 

"Want a McDonald's ?" He asks with a straight face. You burst into laughter, tears forming into your eyes as he drives away. "Sure, it's perfect after all of this."

At this point Chifuyu has a crush on you-

I take SO FREAKING long to do that I'm so so sorry, I was really busy and tired af. I didn't get to really write during the break cause I was with my family and friends, again, I'm sorry

"What on earth is going on here?" You hissed through gritted teeth.

"Hi there!" Pink mullet greets you with a huge grin– pretty.

"Hello?" You almost laugh at how big he's smiling at you before the man next to him introduces himself.

"Hi, I'm Ran. This idiot is Haruchiyo," he elbows pink mullet before gesturing towards the one behind Mikey, "and that's my younger brother."

"I have a name," younger brother scowls at Ran, "I'm Rindou."

"Nice to meet you, I'm Y/N. Now, care to tell me what's going on?" You ask again, Draken and Chifuyu placing their trays beside yours on the table. Without another word, the three uninvited guests jump out of your seats.

"Ignore them. They're always this rowdy, you'll get used to it." Draken murmurs, his monotonous but obviously done-with-his-friends tone making you chuckle.

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The day ended with you making a new set of crackhead friends. They were fun to be around with but they're all over the place like a bunch of kids. Nonetheless, you had fun.

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“feeling warm yet?”

mikey’s heart swells at the sight of your beaming smile, a lump in his throat forming. he can’t help being in awe of how effortlessly you love him like breathing is to him and you. how easily you can sense when he’s too deep in the dark recesses of his mind and pull him out of it with something as simple as a smile or the gentle call of his name, your voice so sweet, so pleasant.

how, without hesitation, you accompanied him in the middle of the night to witness the first snow of the season by the ocean in below-freezing temperatures.

“i love you,” he breathes, lips trembling. “i love you so, so much.”

without a beat, you reply, “i love you more.”

and he knows, right at that moment, he vows to marry you.

❅ takashi mitsuya.

❝ — FIRST I LOVE YOU. ❞

how could he?

how could he nearly forget about his own sisters?

after his mother specifically asked him if he could come early since she had an extra shift tonight.

out of all the days, why did his phone have to die?

“takashi?”

mitsuya flinches at the sound of your voice, visibly taken aback that you’re at his house in the first place. when did you get here?

“are you okay? you look shaken,” you note, brows furrowing. you get up from your spot on the couch, brushing back his hair from his sweat-slick forehead. “did something happen?”

he shakes his head, taking your hand in his. “i’m fine, promise. are luna and mana asleep?”

you take a moment to reply, scrutinizing his facial expression. he musters a smile in reassurance, squeezing your hand.

“yeah, don’t worry. i got here as soon as your mother was about to leave. i texted you, but i don’t think you got it.”

mitsuya blinks owlishly. how did you know what he was thinking?

“your mother called me.”

he almost wants to chuckle at how easily you can read his mind. then again, you’ve always been able to see right through him.

for some reason, it makes his heart flutter.

“anyway, i saved some dinner and sides for you. do you want to eat—?”

you cut yourself off when mitsuya rests his forehead on your shoulder, wrapping his over your form.

“takashi?”

“...you.”

“...hm?”

“i love you.”

your cheeks warm at his sudden declaration. although the two of you have always shown each other your love, neither of you said it aloud.

hearing it made your heart swell.

“i love you, too, takashi.”

❅ kazutora hanemiya.

❝ — FIRST KISS. ❞

“alright, alright, calm down!” you laugh at the way the puppies yip at you, surrounding your legs. you crouch, carefully filling up their bowls one by one.

“you alright?” kazutora asks, crouching down to your height.

“of course i am,” you reassure, smiling at him. “who wouldn’t be, surrounded by these cuties?”

kazutora hums in agreement, watching as a puppy climbs onto your lap and begins to lick your cheeks in excitement. he smiles at the sound of your giggles, holding up the puppy near your face as she continues to pepper your face in slobbering kisses.

“hey, hey,” kazutora chides gently, covering your mouth with his hand before the puppy could lick them. “those lips are mine, okay?”

you raise a brow, taking his hand off your mouth. “is that so?”

“mhm. anywhere else on your face is fine, though,” his smile never wavers as he looks right at you, golden eyes shimmering with mischief.

“if that’s the case, why haven’t you kissed them yet? hm?” you quip, leaning closer to his face. you’re merely teasing him, though. you don’t mind waiting for him to do these little things that couples would’ve done by now at this point of your relationship; especially considering what he’s been through.

you like the way things are—

you nearly let out a squeak in surprise with how quick he moves, lips capturing yours smoothly. it doesn’t take a moment for you to deepen the kiss, eyes fluttering shut as he places a hand on your cheek.

kazutora pulls away, licking his lips. “satisfied?”

he tilts his head, watching your face for a reaction. although he seemed so nonchalant about what he had just done, his heart was certainly going to burst from his chest from how fast it was beating.

tentatively, you touch your tingling lips and stare into his eyes.

“perhaps.”

❅ ken "draken" ryuguji.

❝ — FIRST KISS. ❞

“guess who, kenny!”

a grunt escapes past his lips as you suddenly engulf his body from behind, arms wrapped loosely around his neck.

“i thought you weren’t going to come for another half hour?” your boyfriend remarks, carefully adjusting the chains on the bike he was working on.

“nah, decided to come early,” you shrug, carefully tracing the tattoo along his neck. “i brought curry. when do you think you’ll finish?”

“fifteen minutes, more or less. you can eat without me, it’s fine.”

“no way! i brought it in an insulated lunch box for a reason. i’ll wait for you.”

the corners of his lips turn upward into a small smile, turning his head to face you—

his eyes widen at the sudden contact of your lips with his, and you pull away quickly, just as shocked as him.

“oh—i’m sorry, ken! i meant to kiss your cheek and you turned your head…!” you apologize quickly, cheeks hot with embarrassment.

“what’re you sorry about?” he frowns, turning to face you fully. “it was an accident. it’s fine.”

“yeah, but…”

“but what?”

“i wanted our first kiss as a couple to be more romantic,” you mutter, averting your gaze. it certainly felt silly to say it aloud like this, but you couldn’t help but feel a twinge upset about what had just happened. “sorry, that’s weird, right?”

he leans forward, pressing his lips against yours. your eyes close as you cup his cheek, melting into the short yet sweet kiss.

“no, that’s not weird,” he breathes, pulling away. he averts his eyes at the sight of your beaming smile, the light laugh erupting from your throat making his heart rate quicken.

“that was so smooth of you, ken!”

“...shut up, let’s eat.”

❅ keisuke baji.

❝ — FIRST TIME CALLING THEM A TERM OF ENDEARMENT. ❞

“ow, ow, ow!”

“well, well, well. if it isn’t the consequences of your own actions,” you tease, snickering quietly as you finish putting on the last bandaid on your boyfriend’s wounds. “this is what happens when you take on ten people at once.”

“i took them all at once and won,” he reminds you, flopping back onto his bed. “quit laughing every time i flinch.”

“it isn’t that bad, you big baby,” you retort, flopping onto the bed next to him. “but, whatever, it’s okay, because you’re my baby.”

he stares at you, mouth agape.

did you just—?

“yes, keisuke, i just called you my baby,” you grin, turning to your side to watch the way the tips of his ears redden. “you like that nickname, kei? baby. what about babe? love? oh, what about honey? we’d sound like a married couple!”

“fuck’s sake, quit teasing me,” he mutters, turning away from you to hide his reddened ears. “you’re a sadist.”

you laugh, heart fluttering at the way he shies away from your gaze. it’s incredibly rare for you to get keisuke so flustered like this—which is why you’re so excited seeing him act like this.

“okay, love!”

“come on!”

❅ souya "angry" kawata.

❝ — FIRST TIME CALLING THEM A TERM OF ENDEARMENT. ❞

“thank you for driving me home, love,” you beam, leaning over to press a quick kiss to his cheek. “i had fun!”

the tips of souya’s ears redden, blinking owlishly at you. not at the kiss—okay, maybe a little bit, because he still wasn’t used to it—but at the name you just called him. love. you had called him love.

was it a slip of tongue? did you really mean to call him that?

“wh…what did you call me?”

“hm?” you tilt your head, and your eyes widen in realization just a moment later at his implications. “oh! love. i called you ‘love.’ are you fine with that?”

“mhm,” he nods his head, taking your hand in his. “can—can i call you something, too?”

“of course.”

souya ponders for a moment. it doesn’t take long for him to come up with something that suits you, and a rare, small smile plays on his lips.

“um, what about ‘angel’?”

your cheeks warm.

“you—you don’t like it?”

“no, no, i love it,” you reassure him, reaching up to poke his cheek. “it’s so cheesy!”

it is cheesy.

but, for you, it’s perfect.

❅ nahoya "smiley" kawata.

❝ — FIRST TIME WAKING UP TO EACH OTHER. ❞

he’s in utter awe.

how can someone look so beautiful, even when they’re asleep?

calloused, scarred hands carefully trace your features, touch as light as can be. as much as nahoya loves teasing you, he’d much rather continue to watch your ever-so-peaceful face as you sleep.

he thumbs over your bottom lip, leaning close to your face to connect his lips with yours—however, he’s interrupted by the fits of giggles that erupt from your throat.

a smile graces his lips, tilting his head. “how long have you been awake?”

“long enough, you lovesick loser,” you tease, gently pinching his cheek. “i would’ve kept up the act, but your hair tickled me.”

“lovesick loser? really?” he laughs, pinching your cheek. “last time i checked, you were the one clinging to me all night.”

you let out a faux gasp. “i did not!”

“oh, yes you did,” his smile widens into a grin. “when i tried to get some water, you started whining and followed me!”

you huff, crossing your arms over your chest. “you’re so mean.”

“yeah? you didn’t seem to complain about that last n—”

“alright, alright, i get it!” you huff, cheers flaring at his implications.

he snickers.

oh, how he loves getting a rise out of you—even so early in the morning.

❅ ran haitani.

❝ — FIRST TIME WAKING UP TO EACH OTHER. ❞

it’s been an hour.

an hour in bed, just watching your boyfriend sleep.

is it strange? yeah, probably. you couldn’t help it, though—the man was so goddamn good looking, even in his sleep.

you shake your head at your thoughts, a quiet sigh escaping from your lips. you needed to get up—it was nearly noon, anyway.

you carefully brush away loose strands of hair away from ran’s face, planting a light kiss on his forehead before turning away. before you could slip away, however, he snakes an arm over your waist, bringing you closer to his chest.

“where do you think you’re going, sweetheart?” he mutters, voice deep and laced with sleep. “hm?”

“babe, it’s eleven-thirty. as much as i’d like to stay in bed all day, we need to get up.”

“says who?”

“me.”

“nope. my house, my rules. we’re staying in bed all day.”

you snort, rolling your eyes at his logic. deciding to indulge him a little longer, you turn to face him, snuggling closer to his bare chest.

“better?”

ran hums in satisfaction, gently stroking the apple of your cheek with the pad of his thumb. his violet eyes take in every one of your features, burning it into his memory.

“like what you see?”

“i suppose, even with the bed head. and your cute little snores. did you know your hands start to twitch a lot when i’m not beside you?”

your cheeks heat up at his words, and you huff. “whatever. i’m not sleeping here again.”

he laughs, pressing his lips against yours for a moment. “says who, sweetheart?”

❅ chifuyu matsuno.

❝ — FIRST TIME REALIZING THEY LOVE YOU. ❞

chifuyu thinks he’s in paradise.

here he is, with you by his side, silently reading manga and listening to music, one earphone in his ear and the other in yours.

and, of course, not to forget peke j, sleeping soundly on your lap (he’s totally not jealous his cat. no way).

his eyes flicker from the page over to you, the corners of his lips turning upward as he admires your side profile. you catch his gaze, tilting your head.

then, you blink.

chifuyu raises a brow. “what was that?”

“a wink, duh,” you grin, blinking again.

he chuckles, shaking his head. “you blinked! wait, you can’t wink?”

“hey, quit making fun of me! i bet you can’t either!”

“sure i can,” he says smugly, turning over to you fully to demonstrate.

he blinks, and you laugh loudly.

“you can’t wink either!”

chifuyu smiles at the sound of your laughter, the butterflies in his stomach fluttering. it was something seemingly so insignificant, yet it easily brightens his mood.

your laughter is one of many things he loves about you.

his heart skips a beat.

yeah, he loves you.

and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

❅ rindou haitani.

❝ — FIRST TIME REALIZING THEY LOVE YOU. ❞

“i knew i shouldn’t have told you,” you groan, blinking slowly to get rid of the bleariness from your eyes. “you’d make a big deal out of this.”

rindou ignores your remark, continuing to gently pat down your face with a cool cloth.

“you’re really skipping work? i’m an adult, i can take care of myself when i’m sick—”

“shut up and let me do this for you,” your boyfriend interrupts, brushing aside loose strands of your hair away from your face. “you haven’t moved all day, have you? take care of myself, my ass.”

“harsh,” you mumble, reaching your hand to cup his face. “i didn’t think you’d come this fast.”

rindou sighs, leaning into the touch of your cool hand. he places his hand over yours, squeezing it. “why wouldn’t i?”

you give a half-hearted shrug. “your work’s really important.”

“for me, you’re more important.”

top priority, really.

he wouldn’t say that aloud, though. you’d definitely tease him for that.

you smile, caressing his cheek. “thank you, rin. that means a lot.”

his heart flutters at the sight of your smile. you’re sick, tired, feeling absolutely awful but here you are—smiling for him.

“go back to sleep. i’ll wake you up when i’m done making soup.”

“mm, okay.”

with a final squeeze of your hand, he leaves your side.

he makes his way to your kitchen when a buzz comes from his pocket.

“haitani rindou.”

“why the rush earlier, brother?”

“i wasn’t in a rush, ran,” rindou corrects, brows furrowing at his brother’s words. “and (name)’s sick.”

“oh, is that so? you must love (name) very much, hm? to drop everything and leave.”

rindou stays silent for a moment. he, admittedly, did leave everything he was doing as soon as he heard your hoarse voice over the phone, informing him that you had woken up ill.

and he doesn’t care, because he’d gladly do it over and over again.

why wouldn’t he?

he does love you, after all.

“rin?”

“bye, ran.”

(he really doesnʼt need to hear his brother’s teasing as he realizes his love for you during those few moments of silence).

RINDOU pushes another drawn yawn as his eyes droop downwards. sanzu gave him shit today at work, going on and on about some nonsensical matter that rindou had no intention of paying any mind to. he brushes a hand through his cotton candy locks as he peers into the crack of your's and his room. what he found was endearing: sleeping soundly was you and his son, your arm wrapped protectively around the boy's back as you held him close to your chest.

he pushes the door open further and leans against its frame. though happy to be back home, rindou wishes he could've gone to bed with the both of you. every night nowadays, he came home to the sight of you and the baby fast asleep already—leaving him to carry through the rest of the night's activities alone, as a way to allow you two to rest. a small ache rises in his chest but he swats the feeling away with another yawn.

"missed you both," he whispers as he climbs into bed after a well-needed shower. carefully pulling the blanket over and around himself, he pecks a kiss to you and your son's foreheads. "g'night my loves."

HANMA bids goodbye to the last guest of his party, stretching his limbs and dropping his smile as he closes and locks the door. he rubs his face with a stroke of his hand, eyes blearing with tiredness. a sweet sound interrupts his thoughts: the giggles of his son and wife, playing together on the soft living room carpet.

"honey," he calls out, head peaking over the wall. you were too occupied to hear, placing a lego block on top of the tall tower you and the baby had been building for the past hour. huge piles of pieces and blocks were scattered all over the floor, proving difficult for hanma to sneak around without causing striking pain in his feet.

"honey—"

"—hold on love, i'm almost done here."

hanma stutters, hmph, so that's how it is. you're too busy with the baby to pay attention to him. well, there's only one solution: play with you and the baby. he sits down, handing over a lego block to his son who's been making grabby hands at it with his chubby fingers. he squeals at his father with a big smile. hanma chuckles, "you're welcome little one."

you on the other hand, cherish this quiet moment between your (typically loud) husband and son.

SANZU groans in annoyance as he gets off the phone with his associate, "i told him to get the shit done by noon," he grumbles to himself—only to realize he's grumbling to himself and not you. and where's his daughter?

he searches the living room, basement, and bedroom to no avail. next door however, he hears your voice rhythmically sound out "a.. b.. c.. d, like dog! next is e," right after he hears his little girl repeat "a... mm b!... c...."

sanzu's heart soars at her voice, but he grumbles at the mommy-daughter time without him. he pushes through the door, cheering with enthusiam as his daughter smiles up at him and claps her hands along. he leans down to her small height. "my little girl learnin' the alphabet? she's the smartest hmm? you're gonna kick all the other kid's ass in school ain't cha'?" sanzu says, before he receives a pointed glare from you.

"ass!" your daughter calls out. sanzu's eyes widen as he chuckles in shock and delight.

"haru!"

DRAKEN shimmies off his jacket and pulls off his boots, entering his and your home at 9PM. he huffs in exhaustion, today was a long day at work. honestly, every day of this week felt like a long day at work. draken was a busted engine; muscles sore and back aching from leaning over bikes all day to satisfy his customers.

he hears the low hum of the TV play music, recognizing the voice of pablo from the backyardigans, his son's favourite show. he clutches his pablo plushie tighter to his chest as he sees his father walk towards him, screaming "daddy!"—effectively stirring you awake from your mini "nap-sesh".

"hey fighter, what you up to?"

"watching shows with mommy! she's trying her the best, even if she's sleepy." your son replies, and shakes his head when you protest with weak effort, sleep evident in your actions.

draken smiles at you two, "well, you've been spending a lot of time with mommy nowadays, why don't we let her sleep while you and i stay up hm?" he suggests. your son nods excitedly, telling him he wants to watch a movie with his daddy.

"sounds like a plan," draken gives his son a fistbump with a happy grin.

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with a sigh, shoto set down his book and pulled you on top of him

making the two of you sink further into the couch, “i’m sorry, please don’t be upset, i’ll let you die if it makes you happy.”

— hayakawa denji

“hell yeah i’ll kiss that mother fucker!” he stood with his fist in the air, like a child who won a prize

he responded with such power that you couldn’t help but laugh, although you wanted to scold him

“but you wouldn’t kiss them for any other reason right babe?” he gave you a weird look and got back down to your level

“i’d never, i’m your man ain’t i?” you nodded and pulled him in for a kiss, and that simple kiss turned into you being spread out on the dinner table

“ah, you wouldn’t kiss aki to save me right?” denki briefly came up for air

“no, i promise!” you stuttered, screaming out to the gods when he went back down

— [last name unknown] power

“nah.”

it was the answer you needed, but not the delivery you wanted

“oh, uhm… okay?” power sensed your uneasiness and looked at you for a moment before realizing her mistake

“fuck, sorry y/n, i care about ya’ promise. i was just focused on my show, don’t take that the wrong way yeah?”

nodded and laid your head on her lap, to which she proceeded to get sesame seeds and chip crumbs in your hair

— fushiguro megumi

ask stupid questions get stupid answers, that’s his motto

“i’m not answering that.” you huffed and kicked your feet out, sinking down on the couch

“but, megu!”

“whichever answer i chose will be the wrong one. dear, cant you find something better to do with your time… how about buying that dress you wanted so badly, hm?”

“okay!”

— kugisaki nobara

“yes, of course?”

“kugisaki.” you droned, eyes slanted at her

she visibly recoiled, holding her hands in a playful fighting stance

“eek, don’t look at me like that y/n, gosh you’re so scary.”

“would you really kiss them?” she put an end to her fun and pulled you in by the waist

you felt the best creep up your neck and the feeling of her chest pressed up against yours

“aw sweetheart, i’m sorry. you gonna cry?”

needless to say, later that night, she had you crying for a different reason

— ryuguji ken

“you don’t got’ta bestfriend.” he muttered, too focused on the car to properly answer

“hurtful!” you laughed, “in that case, i’d full on make out with mikey to save yours!”

you heard his creeper roll out from underneath the vehicle and gulped as soon as you made eye contact

“don’t say no shit like that again alright?” you nodded with pursed lips, “sorry.”

mikey fell for you the moment you patched him up. technically you were forbidden to him, as you were mitsuya’s younger sister (by one year). but something in him couldn’t keep his heart from swelling when you pressed a kiss to the bandages you had wrapped around his freshly busted knuckles. it made him feel dirty that he felt this way. he felt as if he was a devil tainting an angel’s pure white wings with his blood. but when you kissed him after the battle with valhalla, he knew. he knew that you fell from heaven only to land in his arms.

draken is childhood friends to lovers

you met draken in 5th grade, the day after be got his tattoo. the meeting was something simple, you walked up to him and said you liked his tattoo. but it started a half-decade long friendship, which now has finally flourished. you had been pining over him for years, and he for you. but it only came out after he was ambushed by moebius after the festival. while you were fighting you saw him go down from kiyomasa’s blow, and you couldn’t contain the confession of “i’ll always love you kenny” that was ripped from your throat as takemichi carried him away. when he awoke, the first thing he said to you was: “i also love you, always and forever.”

baji is beauty and the beast

baji was far from a gentleman. so when you, an hier(ess/ix) to a famous trading company comes to a toman meeting on his arm, it was fair to say everyone was shocked. baji was the epitome of dating someone to piss your parents off. originally it started as a way to get out of an arranged marriage, he was in your math class - you tutored him as payment. but when he showed up to the restaurant without his nerdy get-up, you fell head over heels. what can I say, good boys/girls/enbies always fall for bad boys.

smiley is cannot take things seriously x takes things too seriously