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“TOUCH ME SOFT, LOVE ME SWEET” — MITSUYA TAKASHI

pairing. timeskip!mitsuya/f!reader

contains. friends to lovers au, mutual pining, pinch of angst, fluff, alcohol consumption, this is set in the timeskip timeline so everyone's an adult here now, timeskip!mitsuya so he's a fashion designer in this fic

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Bitterness dripped inside your mouth and you’re sure that it isn’t because of the alcohol you’re drinking right now. Somehow, there’s a nagging feeling of guilt crawling inside you but the overwhelming feeling of the unpleasant emotion clouding inside your body is overpowering it.

And it’s becoming worse and worse as you continue watching the famous actress clinging beside Mitsuya as if she’s his girlfriend or something. You can’t even help but scoff as you watch the people around them fawn and coo because they look good together.

Yeah right, you thought, as you rolled your eyes. You removed your gaze away from them just as when you grab the glass of liquor in front of you to finish it off.

“Oooh, that’s brutal, Y/N. Wasn’t that your sixth shot? You tryna’ get drunk or something?”

A familiar low grumble of voice greeted your ears and you didn’t have to turn around to confirm who suddenly talked.

The tall man occupied the seat beside you, sliding a new glass of alcohol in your side as he tried to catch your gaze.

“Screw off,” you mumbled under your breath, grabbing what he gave you to drink it all. You can hear Hakkai muttering an amused oh as he stares at you playfully, clearly amused because of your state right now.

“What the hell do you want, Hakkai?” you glare at him, motioning to the bartender to give you another drink.

“Was just wondering why you’re here considering this is your party too since you’re Taka-chan’s assistant, right?”

Mirth pooled in Hakkai’s orbs, successfully bringing back the ugly feeling of bitterness you’ve felt earlier and because he mentioned Mitsuya’s name, you can’t help but look back to where he is and you just want to hit your head.

Because the moment when you decided to look at him is the exact moment where his face literally inches closer to the actress’ face then they both laughed afterwards.

A pang of ache hits your chest that pushes you to look away and shut your eyes tightly.

“They seem pretty close, huh?”

You heard Hakkai muttering beside you.

“As if I fucking care,” you scoff, gaze trailing down to Hakkai’s untouched alcohol. Without saying anything, your hand reaches over it to drink it.

“Jesus, Y/N…”

With a new voice entering your space, you whip your head around only to be greeted by Chifuyu’s newly dyed black hair, the earrings in his ear glistening because of the lights in the club.

“You look pretty, Chifuyu,” you gave him a thumbs up and the man only shook his head at you, taking a seat on your right side.

“Were you that happy that Mitsuya-kun’s works are going to be featured in the Tokyo Fashion Show that’s why you’re drinking as if there’s no tomorrow?” Chifuyu curls a brow at you, hand sneakily tugging away the newly alcohol placed in front of you.

“I doubt that,” Hakkai bellows a loud laugh, head throwing back a bit.

“Then what’s the— oh…”

Chifuyu followed your gaze and there he saw you watching Mitsuya and the actress that has been clinging to his side ever since his congratulatory party started. Recognition shot in his face as he realized why you’re trying to drown yourself in alcohol.

Sighing, Chifuyu runs his fingers through his hair.

“Maybe if you followed Hakkai’s and my advice then you wouldn’t be here sulking while watching someone flirting with him,” Chifuyu took a sip from his own bottle of alcohol.

You snap your eyes towards your friend. “And where will that get me? Do you really think he sees me that way?”

“You never know if you don’t try,” Hakkai shrugs.

“Hell fucking no,” you huff, snatching away Chifuyu’s bottle to drink some and you can hear him reprimanding you with a loud hey.

“I’m gonna save myself from some nasty heartbreak. Did you guys know that I already weigh the pros and cons of confessing to him? And in the end, it’s always the same. It's much more painful for me if he rejected me than loving him from afar,” you wipe the corner of your lips, taking a peek again and the familiar ache in your chest comes back after seeing Mitsuya happily talking with the actress beside him.

“It’s been years, Y/N…” Chifuyu trailed off. “You’ve been in love with him for years now. You were there with him when he started his career as a fashion designer. You were there for his ups and downs, the highs and the lows. You really think in those times you’ve been with him, he never saw you as someone more than his close friend?”

You gave Chifuyu a halfhearted glare. “Stop putting my hopes up.”

“Uh… he’s really not?” Hakkai butt in the conversation. “Look, Chifuyu has a point, you know? I mean, you’ve spent so much time supporting and encouraging him and there’s a possibility that he might see you more than his friend.”

Exhaling a shaky breath, your eyes wandered back to where Mitsuya is again and the moment you did is the exact moment where he snapped his eyes upwards and your gazes met.

Mitsuya gave you a soft smile, winking at you. The action brought so much pain in your chest that you have to part your lips slightly to release a breath and ease the hurt you’re feeling.

You return his smile with a half-assed one then you turn your head around to look away. Glancing at your two best friends, a weak smile appeared on your lips.

“It’s okay… I really don’t have the courage to take a leap, you know? Maybe the two of us are never meant to be more than what we are now. At least, I’m with him in every milestone in his life and that’s what matters.”

Chifuyu and Hakkai look at you with sadness in their eyes. And both of them disagree with your logic and as much as Chifuyu wants to make you understand that what you believe in might be wrong, he doesn’t have the heart to have that talk with you right now considering how down you look as of the moment.

So much for celebrating while you’re out here looking like you’re about to burst into tears.

“Y/N! My girl!”

Nahoya’s cheery voice interrupted the dull atmosphere that covered the three of you. It got replaced with something lighthearted when Nahoya and Peh appeared.

“Come on, pretty girl! This is your party too, you know? Don’t let Mitsuya take all the credit! Let’s go and have some fun!” Peh winks at you, a hand in your arm as he tugs you off from the chair you’re sitting on.

Nahoya’s chuckling as he watches the interaction before him. “He’s right, you know? You’re looking kinda down for my liking!”

“Let’s go and change that!”

Then the two men drag you away from your comfort space to let you join where they’re having fun. As you join their table, Hinata wraps an arm around your waist as she gives you a bottle of alcohol.

“Congratulations, Y/N!” she smiled.

“To Y/N!” Peh shouted, his glass raised in the air and you saw how everyone at the table raised their own as they all shouted, “To Y/N!”

Chifuyu could only sigh while a wide grin appeared on Hakkai’s face after seeing that you’re receiving too many shots from Draken and Nahoya. And Chifuyu is sure that it won’t take long for you to be completely drunk and wasted.

His hunch was correct because as the night goes deeper, and the night breeze gets chillier, you’re losing more and more of your sense of logic.

Chifuyu and you are currently outside of the club and he didn’t even know how it suddenly came to this but the current situation is him rubbing a hand on your back as he tries to calm you down because you’re bawling your eyes out as you sit on the pavement.

“Y/N, come on,” Chifuyu sighs, wiping the sweat in your forehead.

“Chi, they’re gonna be a couple tomorrow I’m sure of that. How am I supposed to face him now? What if that actress lounges around the office? What am I gonna do if they act all lovey-dovey in front of me?” you wail, fat tears rolling down your cheeks.

Chifuyu lets out an amused chuckle. He knows that he shouldn’t probably find amusement because of your state right now but he can’t help it.

“How’d you even come to that realization?”

Your teary eyes stare up at your friend. “I saw them leaving the club together,” your lower lip wobbles.

“Uh-huh… and you think Mitsuya-kun is interested?” he curls a brow at you then he turns his head around to look at Hakkai signaling something. Hakkai nodded his head and went back inside the club.

“He won’t be leaving with her if he’s not interested, Chi,” you sniff, wiping the tears in your face.

“I’m so heartbroken. I can’t do this… I — I don’t think I can be friends with him anymore…”

You’ve lost it. Chifuyu knows that you did because you’re slurring your words now.

As you mumble how much in pain you are because your Takashi is whipped away by a famous actress and how much you want him to be yours and make him love you, relief flooded in Chifuyu’s body as he watched Hakkai bringing along the main subject of your rambles.

It didn’t take long for Hakkai and Mitsuya to reach where you’re currently slumped down. Mitsuya crouches down beside Chifuyu.

“What happened? Why is she crying? Is she hurt?” Mitsuya’s voice is laced with worry and pure concern is written on his face.

Upon hearing Mitsuya’s voice, your eyes snapped up and your mouth went agape because of surprise. Your eyes trailed to where Hakkai is.

“You asshole! Why’d you call him?!” you snarled at the tall man.

Hakkai can only laugh and he can’t take you seriously because you look like a kitten being angry right now.

“I asked him to call Mitsuya-kun over,” Chifuyu said.

Disbelief crosses your eyes. “You’re a traitor… I thought we’re friends, Chifuyu?”

Mitsuya licks his lips, advancing closer to where you are as he removes the leather jacket he’s wearing to drape the material around your body.

“You don’t want me here?” he asked, voice mellow as he tried to woo you.

You glare at the purple-haired man. “You’re hurting me a lot, ‘Kashi,” your voice trembles in the end.

“Uh-huh,” Mitsuya holds your arm to hoist you up gently.

When you’re finally standing up, he circled his arm around your waist to help you, then he looked at Chifuyu and Hakkai.

“Tell the others that I’ll just take her home.”

Chifuyu nodded his head while Hakkai saluted at him with a huge smile on his face.

“Got it, Taka-chan,” Hakkai said.

The two of them turn their heels around to go back inside the club. When they’re finally out of Mitsuya’s sight, he stares down at you and there he just noticed that you’re still glaring at him.

Mitsuya can’t help but form a fond smile on his face. Sober you is fun but drunk you is very adorable.

“Come on, let’s get you home,” he started walking to where he parked his car.

“I don’t wanna come with you…” you mumbled, losing your balance a little bit but Mitsuya’s hold around you is firm as he tries to help you walk properly.

“You’ve been shooing me away for the past few minutes now, kitten. You’re starting to wound me, you know?” he playfully said.

“Kitten…” you trailed off.

“Hm,” Mitsuya hums. “You’re my kitten.”

“My kitten…” you repeated.

It didn’t take long for Mitsuya to find where he parked his car because after a few minutes he’s helping you sit in the passenger seat.

As he fixes the seat belt around your body, you suddenly ask him, “Why’d you have a nickname for me?”

Mitsuya stops what he’s doing to look at you. You’ve mellowed out now. Earlier, you’re like an angry cat but now you’re calm. You still look wasted as hell but seriousness covers your face now.

“You don’t like it?” he asked.

You clench your jaw. There have been instances before that you get this sudden urge to throw everything away and just tell Mitsuya that you love him and now, as he’s staring at you, his face inches apart with yours, the surge of that emotion surfaced that you have to fist your knuckles to calm the strong urge stirring inside you.

“I thought you’ve always liked me calling you kitten,” Mitsuya said in a tender voice, hand reaching up to stroke your head.

Mitsuya has always looked at you just like the way he’s looking at you right now. It’s too… gentle… too warm… too soft. And you’re not blind, you can see the adoration and the fondness pooling inside his blue eyes. That look has fueled you to hold on for long, to grasp the rope tightly, and to not let go.

However, it’s worsening the ache residing in your chest now that you suddenly told him, “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” he asked, his hand now in the side of your face, thumb swiping at the apple of your cheeks.

“Like… like…” you exhaled through your nose, narrowing your eyes at him. “Like you’re in love with me or something…”

Mitsuya chuckled, his thumb is now outlining the curve of your lips.

“Can’t believe it took you years to notice that. Are you that oblivious?” he jokes.

“You’re joking…” you said in disbelief as you shook your head at him slightly.

Denial rush in your system, your mind can’t accept the meaning behind Mitsuya’s answers to the point you’re convincing yourself that you’re just drunk and you can’t understand everything right now.

“You don’t love me…” you started. “You literally have the actress as your date earlier…”

A laugh escapes his lips and you don’t know why but tears start to fall down one by one down to your cheeks.

“Oh, baby…” Mitsuya mumbled, hand cradling the back of your head to push it gently in his chest. “We arrived at the club together, remember? When we arrived Sakura’s already there. She’s not my date.”

A hiccup fell on your lips, hands fisting on the shirt he’s wearing as tears continue to cascade down your cheeks.

“But you left the club with her! I saw you!” you sob.

“Shh,” he coos, caressing your head softly, “I went out with her to walk her to where her car is. Okay, I admit. She did ask me out but I turned her down. You know why?”

Mitsuya backs away a bit to stare at you. “Because I’m in love with my crybaby assistant.”

You stared at him with wide eyes. “You are?”

Mitsuya hums as he smiles at you. He wipes the tears in your face.

“Uh-huh. I’ve always thought about us, you know? I was planning to ask you out tonight but I decided against it because it looks like you’re having too much fun.”

“You’re so stupid!” you punch his chest and Mitsuya laughs.

“I’ve been in love with you for so long, ‘Kashi…” you bawled, a fresh batch of tears are now falling down from your eyes.

“Shh, shh, baby, it’s okay…” Mitsuya places your head in his chest again.

“I want you,” you hiccup.

“You have me, kitten,” he whispers as he kisses the top of your head.

“I love you…” you whispered.

Mitsuya tightened his hold around you. “I love you,” he said.

“Look,” he stares down at you. “It’s been a long night and you need to rest. But I promise we’ll talk more tomorrow, okay? I need to take you home.”

“Okay…”

Even though you’re reluctant to step away from him, you still did. When the hug breaks, you lean your body further to the cushion of the car seat, eyes shutting down as you feel your body becoming heavy because of exhaustion.

Mitsuya wipes a tear under your eye then he went over to the side of the driver’s seat and went inside. Before he drives away, he casts a glance towards your sleepy figure.

He can’t help but chuckle and shake his head because it took so long for the both of you to finally come to this.

And now that Mitsuya admitted his feelings and he heard that you love him back as well, he thinks that it might be impossible for him to stay away from you as of right now.

He grabs his phone to type a message to Mikey saying that he won’t come back to the club because he’s going to take care of you.

Mitsuya didn’t include in the message that the main reason he’s not going back is that he wants to be beside you first thing in the morning tomorrow and just relish the feeling that you reciprocate his feelings for you. Sure, there’s a lot to talk about tomorrow but he wants to be selfish first and have your body close to him as he steals a few kisses here and there.

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