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i love how most of the requests and suggestions are hayato centered. like yall know exactly who i wanna write for fr 💯💯 well, that or yall liked my hayato portrayal
ok so yall know how i went to the van gogh exhibition. my friend got some REALLY GOOD pics of me and i feel like lizzo the way im putting them everywhere
hello to the 5 people who already know what i look like 🤗 and a happy know the face behind the work to everyone else 🥸
Heyyy :P could we get a fic about Hayato with a romantic goth gf? I lowkey think he’d eat it up
hello nonnie, i am very sorry, but i'm rather uneducated on the goth substyles and people who follow them, and for that reason i unfortunately have to deny this request as i feel whatever i write wouldn't be proper portrayal, and i don't want to offend anyone. there are a couple of other awesome gokusen writers on here though, you might be more lucky requesting this with them! thank you for your understanding.
𐙚 Hayato x Fem!Reader 𖹭 wc: 2.5K - fluff ⸝⸝ meet-cute/first time meeting!
— In a world full of bubbly, feminine girls, Hayato has quite the opposite taste. After dreaming of a specific type for so long, he finally encountered the one at karaoke with his friends.
WARNINGS: language/cursing ⸝⸝ boys being boys ⸝⸝ pov changes once reader is introduced ⸝⸝ no use of y/n! ⸝⸝ sorry if this seems rushed!
ANON’S REQUEST: OMG YOU WRITE FOR HAYATO FROM SEASON 2??!!! give us anything 😭 please I beg 😭🙏 he is so mf fine and criminally underrated, we’re good w just a breadcrumb of content for him atp (it’s the lowkey same for Yamato too 💔) I don’t see Hayato being super into a really hyperfeminine super girly kawaii type of girl though tbf, I can totally see him being into the more mature feminine type if that makes sense??
💭 Rose's Note: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING HAYATO!!! He’s such a cutie omg. Also, I’m sorry if I didn’t write how you wanted it to be because I didn’t know if you meant fashion or mentally? If that makes sense. Also, if you guys are wondering what happened to one of the friends from the group…don’t attack me but…I FORGOT HIS NAME, SO PLEASE LET ME KNOW WHAT HIS NAME WAS, AND I AM SO SORRY!!!
𝒜LL THE BOYS in the school have the same preference for girls. A girl who is shorter than them, dressed in all pink, wears revealing clothes, goes shopping, and is, of course, cute. But it’s quite the opposite for Hayato, surprisingly. What everyone doesn’t know about him is that he likes someone more mature – not just in her looks. Her personality.
Someone who isn’t ‘half-screwed’, he calls it. He likes a girl who, whenever she talks, is aware. A girl who doesn’t need to dress in pink to state that she’s girly. A girl who doesn’t have to pound her face full of make-up to impress boys. A girl who doesn’t gossip about others to make herself feel better. And of course, a girl with a caring heart – and that’s quite rare nowadays since every girl wants attention and to hook up – and that’s the opposite of what Hayto wants.
Of course, Hayto finds girls attractive whenever they pass by him and can’t keep his eyes off them, but he hasn’t found the one. So, he decided he won’t date until he finds the one.
AT SCHOOL: 8:46 A.M
It was a normal day at Kurogin High, with the boys doing their own things around the classroom. Meanwhile, Hayato was hanging out with his friends, discussing the topic of cute girls while he doodled in his journal, overhearing their conversation.
“I really want to see that one girl from the arcade. She looked so cute!” Takeda's eyes softened, as if he were daydreaming about her.
“Her friend is kind of hot.” Tscucchi leaned back in his chair while eating sour gummies. “These are kind of bitter.” He pulled back the gummy to examine it.
“Maybe it’s because you got the extra sour one,” Ryu remarked, making Tscucchi turn the bag to read the label.
“Oh, shut it!” Tscucchi moved his hand to threaten him but pulled himself back.
“Hayato, we rarely see you go crazy about a girl.” Takeda interrupted, tilting his head in curiosity. Hayato lifted his eyes from his notebook filled with fresh doodles.
“What do you mean?” Hayato says confusedly.
“We see you join in with us when we see girls, but we never actually heard about your preferences.” Hayato let out an awkward chuckle.
“I don’t have to share my business with you idiots.” Hayato went back to his notebook before sketching something.
“So, you’re hiding the fact that you have a preference.” Tsucchi pointed his fan at the boy. “What is it? Is it not a girl or something?” Hayato choked on his own air from Tsucchi’s words.
“No! I like girls, obviously! It’s certainly not the type of girl you guys like,” Hayato continued his sketching.
“Then what is your type?” Tsucchi leaned in towards the boy along with Takeda. Once Hayato looked up, his brows knitted.
“What are you guys doing? Move away.” Hayato closed his book before gesturing for them to leave. But instead of leaving, Tsucchi took Hayato’s notebook. “Give it back.” Hayato tried reaching for it, but the boy moved it back.
“We’re not leaving until you tell us,” Tsucchi teased.
“That’s stupid,” Hayato leaned across his table.
“Guess you won’t get it.” For a few moments, Hayato was silent before letting off a scoff.
“I’m not into super feminine girls like you guys. There, now give it back.” Tsucchi gave his book back in return. Once Hayato continued what he was doing, the boys looked at each other.
“What messed with Hayato?” Takeda says.
“You guys did.” Ryu interrupted. “But then again, is he hiding something?” The boys shrugged.
Tsucchi sighed. “I’m sure that Hayato already found a girlfriend without telling us.”
“If he were already dating someone, then he would be more distracted,” Takeda remarked, eyes drifting to Hayato, who was grabbing a marker.
“But also, what does he mean by he’s not into ‘super feminine’ girls?” Tsucchi scratched his head in curiosity. “Like, girly?”
“He means that he’s not into the girls that you see pass by us.” Ryu corrected, making the boy's eyes follow Ryu. “What he means is that he’s into,” Ryu leaned back into his chair. “Mature girls.”
Tuscchi and Takeda's heads lifted to the ceiling, thinking about Ryu’s response.
“That’s not a bad preference. It’s hot though.” The corner of Tsucchi’s lips quirked into a smile as he pictured Hayato’s preference.
“Why don’t we ask him specifically why he’s not into ‘super feminine’ girls?” Takeda crossed his arms on his desk.
“Would he actually tell us, though? He was pretty weird about it when we asked him.” The tip of Tsucchi’s fan tapped his chin.
“What would you guys even do once you get a response?” Ryu crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for a response.
“Like a good friend that we are, we could help search for his ideal type. Somewhere.” Tsucchi’s brows knitted while looking down at the ground. The corner of Ryu’s lip curved, chuckling to himself.
THIRTY MINUTES LATER
Once Yankumi left the classroom, Tsucchi and Takeda leaned in close to Hayato, who slowly turned his head.
“What do you want?” Hayato scanned them in suspicion. The boys gave each other a look before one of them spoke up.
“Okay, so…remember how we talked about preferences?” Hayato rolled his eyes at the boys before sighing.
“I already gave you an answer. What else do you want?” Hayato leaned back in his chair, arms crossed against his chest.
“It’s just this question, and we won’t ask again.” Hayato waited for Takeda to continue. Before Taekda could speak up, Tsucchi interrupted him.
“What exactly do you mean by not being interested in ‘super feminine’ girls?” Tsucchi leaned in, fingers interlocking with each other while waiting for a response.
“I’m not into childish girls. They always gossip with each other and want attention. I like a mature girl.” Hayato’s eyes drifted to the other side of the room, his chest leaning over his own arms. “I want a girl who doesn’t need to do much for boys to fall for her.”
Ryu’s eyes drifted to the boys, eavesdropping on their conversation. He was surprised himself that Hayato told them how he felt.
The boys fell silent, as the only sounds were from the ruthless kids, while thinking about the boy’s answer.
“That sounds impossible-” Before Tsucchi could finish his sentence, Takeda’s hand immediately reached for the boy’s mouth.
“We will help you find her!” Takeda interrupts, catching the boys’ attention.
Hayato scoffed before turning his head. “That kind of girl doesn’t exist where we live.”
“I’m sure she does! We just…” Tsucchi's head turned to the side, looking around before facing them. “Haven’t approached her before.”
Hayato sighed before throwing his head back. “This is stupid.” He mumbled.
“What about we go out to karaoke to see if there are any girls there, and from there, we can search?”
“I don’t want you guys to do anything for me. I can handle it myself.” The boy stood up and left the classroom, leaving the boys looking at each other in confusion.
“We've got to convince him somehow,” Takeda says. As Takeda was lost in thought, Tsucchi’s eyes lit up with an idea.
“I got an idea!” Tsucchi tapped the end of his fan on his table, catching Takeda’s attention. “Come here.” Tsucchi grabbed the boy’s jacket, pulling him closer to whisper something into his ear.
Ryu’s eyes landed back on his own table. “This will not end well.”
AFTER SCHOOL: AT KARAOKE – 5:56 P.M
The boys’ chattering followed into the building; the staff rolled their eyes in annoyance. The boys eventually brought everyone, including Ryu, to the karaoke building they usually go to, which was enough for Hayato to tag along.
The man across the table removed the cigarette from his mouth, puffing the smoke. “Keep it down, will ya?”
Tsucchi clenched his teeth before stepping in front of the man from the other side of the table. “You got a problem with us or something?” The boy pulled out his fan to cool himself down. The man, on the other hand, leaned in closer until their heads bumped.
Hayato let out an exasperated sigh before inserting his hand between the aggressive men. “Can we get a room?”
“Hell no! Your boy is trying to start something he can’t finish.” The man’s brows knitted in anger.
“You guys can share a room with us!” A high-pitched voice spoke up, drawing their attention to it. The voice belonged to a girl around their age, as four other girls tagged along. The girl had long, brown hair in two high pigtails, wearing pink accessories to go with her uniform. Definitely the boys’ type, as if girls in general aren’t their type.
“No. They were literally arguing with Mr. Tanaka.” Another girl spoke up, catching Hayato’s attention. He could tell from the girl’s expression that she wasn’t all that interested in whatever her friend got her into.
“Come on! We have a large room, and it will fit all of us!” One of the other girls wrapped their arm around her, making the rest of the girls beg along. “Plus they are so cute!” The girl’s comment pinched a smirk on the boys’ cheeks.
“Don’t get cocky now!” The girl spat, which made the boys step back from her ‘scary’ attitude.
The girl’s eyes landed on the boys before she sighed in defeat, yanking her arm away from her friend. “Fine.” The girl crossed her arms as the girls cheered at her defeat.
“Okay now! Whatever! You guys got everything covered – now you’re paying me extra.” The man pointed his cigarette towards the girls.
“Mr. Tanaka, it will still be the same price since it can fit all of us. So, technically, you are scamming us.” The other girl raised a brow while crossing her arms.
“Fine, you got me, [𖦹₊ ⊹]. Get going now!” The man gestured with the same hand with the cigarette for them to leave.
Everyone followed the girls’ tracks to the large, open room, in which they settled in. As the boys sat by the girls with lovey-dovey eyes, Hayato, on the other hand, sat beside the girl who disagreed with tagging along with the boys.
An hour passed, and everyone swayed to the rhythm of the music while singing into the microphones. Hayato’s eyes flickered to the girl beside him, who was on her phone. He noticed that she looked uninterested rather than enjoying the moment, just like him.
“Why aren’t you going with them?” Hayato spoke up, causing the girl to lift her head from her phone.
“I didn’t really want to come, but they begged me to join. I mostly come here for their food, though.” Hayato chuckled at her response.
“Really? That’s all?”
“Yeah,” The girl nodded. “That’s about it. Why aren’t you joining?” The girl fired the same question at him.
“I wanted it to just be us, but apparently it’s better than being just the five of us.” The boy fidgeted with the ring on his finger, making her nod. “Your name is [𖦹₊ ⊹], right?”
“Yeah. What about you?” The girl leaned against the cushion while holding one of the pillows.
“Hayato.” He says simply, and she nods again before letting out a small hum.
“What school do you go to?” You quizzed him.
“Kurogin.”
“The all-boys school known for its bad students in one of their classes?” You tilted your head.
“Yeah,” Hayato answered before looking around. To break the awkwardness he was feeling, the boy cleared his throat. “What about you?”
“[School Name]. Actually, our schools aren’t that far from each other now, thinking about it.” The boy chuckled a little.
Hayato nodded. “Yeah.”
As Hayato curiously scanned your figure from head to toe, he was intrigued and wanted to learn more about you. He was genuinely curious about you. Out of all the girls in the room, he realized that your style was simpler than the others, but you acted more serious, as if you were their parent – which is kind of a mood killer to him. You didn’t need to wear short skirts to reveal skin because you were beautiful, and you knew it. He admired the way your eyes softened, eyes following everyone’s movements. He noticed the way you straightened your posture before brushing some of your hair behind your ear. Hayato licked his bottom lip as he stared at you. After a few seconds, he looked away with guilt since he had just met you.
“Hey, why don’t you two sing something?” One of your friends interrupted your guys’ train of thought before throwing her microphone to you, making you catch it instantly.
“No,” you shook your head. “I don’t want to-” Before you could protest, one of your other friends wrapped their arm around yours, pulling you up from your seat. “No!”
“C’mon, Hayato!” Takeda tugged Hayato’s jacket.
“No, why can’t I do it with one of you guys-”
“You have a problem with me or something?” Your arms crossed, waiting for a response.
“No, it’s not that-”
“I’ll pick a song for you too!” Your friend says, making you open your mouth to say what was on your mind, but was interrupted by the machine going off, signalling that a song was chosen. You groaned before flicking your attention to the boy in front of you.
“You ready?” Hayato twirled the microphone between his fingers.
You let out a sigh. “Yeah, I’m ready.”
As the song began, Hayato turned to read the lyrics while singing before his eyes traveled to you, waiting for your turn. Once it was your turn, you took the lead and nodded your head to the rhythm of the music. Throughout the past 3 minutes, it was filled with fun! Your voices were horrendous on the high note, but that’s what made it interesting. You didn’t think it would be fun with those boys tagging along, even though you weren't even walking out of the room, because everything that happened in that room was amazing.
AFTER KAROKE – 8:43 P.M
The girls surrounded the boys in awe, wrapping their arms around them while giggling. The boys were in heaven with the girls around them.
“Can we get your guys’ numbers?” The brown-haired girl says, snuggling her head into Tsucchi’s neck. The boy’s cheeks warmed from the girl's actions.
“Yeah!” Takeda raised his hand excitedly. The girls gasped, taking out their cell phones before exchanging their numbers. Meanwhile, you and Hayato stayed behind, synchronizing your sighs. You two paused, turning your heads to look at each other, confusedly.
“You're done with them as well?” Hayato says, brow raising a bit as he places his hands in his pockets.
“Yeah. I’m tired.” Your mouth opened, letting out a yawn before your hand found its way to cover your mouth.
The boy chuckled. “But you barely did anything.”
“I did so! I stayed with them throughout the whole thing without stepping out.” You scoffed.
“Did you at least have fun?” Hayato turned to face you, stopping your tracks. The corner of your lips tugged into a smile.
“Maybe.” You walked ahead of him, making him shake his head playfully before following along. Ryu, on the other hand, watched the whole thing but kept it to himself. Just maybe Hayato found the one.
hiyaaa :3… may i perchance ask for a natsume (es) x reader where like. reader is very cat like. like eats like one, sniffs and clings onto natsumr constantly, as well as sleeps and stretches like a cat. and💭💭💭💭 random meowijg
ok thank you *runs away*
hiya nonnie sorry for the super late response, i unfortunately dont write for enstars anymore :(
i havent played the game in ages nor do i interact with the fandom so i probably couldnt write for the characters as well as i used to, i just left it on my masterlist so people could access my old works
if you wish to request for any other fandom please dont hesitate to do so, i still have 3 open slots! :)
If one of the request spots is still free, think you could do a x reader/oc fic for Uchiyama haruhiko? Had the cute idea for around the volleyball ep, with kurosaki, after yankumi dose her thing, the trio ‘kuro uchi and shin’ start hanging out more, but Kuro has a friend 👀 shes more edgy cool style, dyed style hair (like uchi is known for, and gets him called a delinquent before he even opens his mouth 🥲) and OBVIOUSLY 😨 if shes friends with Kuro shes gotta gave some bite/ guts (confidence, teasing, (could make her more chill if you think it fits better or have her quick to punch people too like they are 😋)) and something something, idk if I worded this as cool as it plays out in my head, but your welcome to tweak and change whatever so it fits you better if you do every do it <333
here it is! i did some tweaking but i hope i did your imagination justice!! ♡
warnings : fem!reader, cussing, fighting, lowercase, fluff, friendly insults, english is not my first language. requested
w/c : 1.9k
uranus and the sun – combine individuality with purpose, inspiring originality and personal freedom
if there’s one thing uchiyama haruhiko loves, it’s spending time with his friends, both new and old.
which is part of why he was so grateful to yankumi for everything – especially attempting to set kurosaki on the right path. uchiyama missed the friend he used to drag shin around with.
now that they could hang out (without attempting to kill each other) again, he found himself looking forward to every opportunity to see his friends. so on a sunny wednesday he reaches for his phone and sneaks a text to kurosaki in the middle of class.
ucchi
yo, wanna hang today?
his phone buzzes in his pocket a short while later.
kuro
i wish. promised to keep another idiot company today.
though u and shin are free to tag along, if u want.
ucchi
i have nothing better to do anyway so i might, dk about shin tho. i’ll lyk
kuro
ok. pay attention in class nerd
he was about to type a snarky reply when yankumi called on him and he realized he was fucked.
“shin, please,” he begged, dragging each syllable on as long as possible to truly convey how desperate he was. he did want to hang out with kurosaki, but he’d rather have someone he can also talk to, especially since he doesn’t know who the mystery “idiot” was.
the nonchalant boy merely shrugged at his theatrics and continued walking. what haruhiko failed to realize is that, no matter how nonchalant shin was acting, he was following right behind him to the location kurosaki told him to meet. basically, shin was enjoying his desperation and begging purely for the love of the game.
“please i don’t know who else will be there and i don’t wanna be a–”
“we’re here.”
“what–?”
“hey,” a third voice cuts in, one he recognizes as kuro’s, “what’s up? didn’t think you’d also show up, shin.”
they caught up on everything that’s happened since they last saw each other (a terribly long 3 days) while they waited for kurosaki’s mystery friend, who he explained would be a bit late.
then suddenly something rammed into the blonde full speed, knocking his sunglasses sideways and making all his chains jangle like an underground metal band. before any of them could properly react, the unstoppable force spoke up, “yuji! you son of a bitch, i’ve been waving at you this whole time and you didn’t even spare a glance at me!”
one hit to his ribs, a kick to his shin, and a whack over his head and instead of fighting or blocking, kurosaki yuji took the beating without a word. he only raised his hand to fix his glasses. he mumbled something under his breath, and the expression of the unstoppable force in the form of a girl around their age changed to incredulous.
“sorry? sorry?! do you know how embarrassing that was?! you’re such an ass– oh. hi.”
the unstoppable force finally noticed the two boys standing by and observing and momentarily paused the beating of her, seemingly rather close, friend. uchiyama haruhiko has never been more confused in his life.
finally not feeling violent hands on himself, kurosaki returned to his previous relaxed stance and looked at his friends. “about time you noticed them, idiot. [name], this is ucchi and shin, my good friends. ucchi, shin, [name], my … something, i gu– stop hitting me you fuck!”
“don’t refer to me as a “something” you piece of shit!” you whisper yelled at the failed ken doll before turning back to his friends with a slight smile, “i’m his first ever friend, from when he was still cute and played in the sandbox. nice to meet you.”
there was a silent protest from kurosaki about your choice of words but he found himself silenced at the sideways glance you sent his way. now sawada shin was also confused. not that it would show on his face, though.
“anyway, it’s almost 3, we gotta go, c’mon,” you said, dragging kurosaki along by his chains like a dog on a leash.
“what the hell?”
“i know about as much as you do.”
despite their confusion, sawada and uchiyama followed closely behind you and kurosaki, listening in to your conversation, occasionally throwing in a comment of their own, too. soon enough your small group arrived at a nail salon, and you beamed.
“come on in, come on in, they have a couch for company. i won’t be long! though, you can also just hang around the area, if you so prefer. up to you!” sawada and uchiyama glanced at kurosaki, who instead of leaving followed you inside, and so the 3 boys headed for the rather comfortable couch in the corner while you sat in the artist's chair, already excitedly chatting about one thing or another. after they settled into their seats, uchiyama spared one more glance at you, waving one hand around while the artist worked on the other one, clearly passionate about whatever it is you were saying. he took his time to observe more details about you now that you couldn’t see him – your hairstyle and the difference between your natural color and the dye you had, your rather extravagantly fashionable outfit, and your chunky shoes. not only were you extremely stylish and pretty, uchiyama also realized you were exactly his type.
“so, kuro, wanna tell us who your friend is?”
the blond dragged a hand down his face after removing his sunglasses, already dreading this conversation.
“that’s [name]. same age as us. i ate sand at the playground when we were 5 and she thought i was gonna choke so she started hitting my back and crying and she’s been annoying me ever since. i cannot get rid of her for the life of me. well, i did get rid of her recently,” he sighs, eyes locked on you giggling about something the nail artist said, and had uchiyama not known any better he’d assume kuro looked remorseful, “but i realized she’s my best friend. she’s always been there when others left, and i owe her for that. we haven’t spoken in a while. i have your teacher to thank for the fact that we’re here today. and that i have to pay for her nails now.”
shin let a small smile show at that, patting his friend on the back in sympathy.
“so, you guys are just friends, then?”
2 pairs of eyes shot to uchiyama. shins eyebrows gradually rose in amusement, while kuro just blinked slowly.
“.. yes. why?”
the bleach-blond shrugged, faking nonchalance, “just wondering. you seemed pretty close for her to be beating your ass like that.”
“oh, that wasn’t her beating my ass. that was her being nice.”
after kurosaki (begrudgingly) paid for your nails, off you went to wander around town. this time, shin walked with kuro while you walked with uchiyama. you found him very cute, he was exactly your type – tall, respectful, strong, stylish, funny, and he was quite pretty. he was very entertaining to talk to, which kept you so distracted you didn’t even realize you somehow ended up at the arcade. kuro and shin went off somewhere, and uchiyama stayed with you. you agreed on playing some 2p games for now, then you’d hit the claw machines later.
an hour passed in good fun and you were out of breath from laughing to tears when you spotted kuro and shin approaching you. uchiyama lost on the claw machine again.
“you need to stop before you go totally broke. move, allow the master to teach you.”
you pushed the bleached blond aside, cracking your knuckles before you inserted a coin and started up the machine again. you aimed for your plush, moved the claw a bit, and after a pause for dramatic effect, sent the claw down. it grasped the plush just well enough for it to not fall in those 2 seconds it takes to deliver, and you cheered. with a grin, you handed the plush to uchiyama, “here, that’s how it’s done.”
the faint pink tint to his cheeks may have just been a trick of the light, but with the snickers sounding from behind you, it probably wasn’t.
your quartet set out on your way home, laughing and joking along the way, until some punks blocked your way on a particularly empty street. listening to them talk to kuro and shin like that set your gaze into a glare, and without much thought, you removed your purse from your shoulder, instead holding it in your hand to be able to rid yourself of it quicker, if necessary.
when one of the punks turned to stare at you, uchiyama stepped in front to cover you behind him. it was a very sweet and thoughtful gesture, but he really didn’t have to – you could fight just as well as they could. not that he knew that.
“alright, let’s make a deal, then. give us the girl and we can call it quits.”
“excuse m–?”
before you could even finish your offended question, uchiyama was at their throats along with kuro, until a whole fight broke out. you wanted to jump in, too, but sawada held you back, acting as your bodyguard instead of rushing in head first with his friends. he got punched in the nose and stumbled away, and in that tiny opening you made the split-second decision to protect him instead until the probable brainshake passes. you went to return the punch to the guy who hit sawada when yuji’s yelling stopped you, “[name] if you dare to fuck up the nails i just paid for i’m going to kill you, not just hand you over!”
you reeled your hand back and instead swerved to kick the guy in the jaw with your chunky platform boots, all while holding your purse, protecting your nails and sawada.
“[name] one, ugly high school boy zero!”
“is this really the time to be making fun of his looks?!” shin said from next to you, dodging a kick to his ribs and returning it with an uppercut.
“i could’ve made fun of everything else about him, it was generous of me to only go for one point!” you shrugged, overjoyed at your own benevolence. you kicked another boy with a rather unfortunate haircut away, wincing, “damn, was your barber blind? revoke their license.”
uchiyama took a moment to admire your fighting skills as well as you having enough time and chill to be dissing your opponent, before yanking the guy he was fighting by his shirt and tripping him.
the fight didn’t take that long, but they did receive quite a few hits, so you insisted on helping them patch up. shin had it the worst since he took a couple hits protecting you at first, so you started with him, then kuro, and lastly uchiyama.
having you so close to him was not doing his adrenaline fueled heartbeat any favors and he was convinced he might need to visit a hospital tonight.
kurosaki leaned over your shoulder while you were wiping the blood off of his friend's lip, holding a cold pack to his cheek with one hand while he had the other on your shoulder, using you to prop himself up, “how does ucchi look?”
you hummed in thought, “a lot better than you, actually.”
he made a strangled noise somewhere in the back of his throat, like you just ripped his confidence to shreds with your bare hands, while shin huffed a laugh somewhere in the background. as for uchiyama, he kind of short-circuited.
“uchiyama haruhiko that is an original juicy couture purse. if you drop it on the ground, i will hang you by yuji’s chains.”
“yes ma’am.”
oh, he’s cooked.
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can someone explain to me why the FUCK netflix LOVES to make some shows completely unavailable randomly. they removed gokusen and every jdrama i had on my list yesterday and i have no clue why. its pissing me da fawk awff cause i was in the middle of a rewatch.
i got distracted by my wip paiting projects this week so as a formal apology for not ficposting have some various & natsumes i drew in classes over the course of last semester
as you can see i have a terrible case of 3/4 face left and i do not want to be cured
