The Worst Best Man
Best Man, Rin Itoshi, needs a date to bring to the wedding. Who and shall will it be?
Contents : yearning!rin, fuckboy!sae, drunk!reader, situationship, fluff ish, happy ending
A/N : I use japanese in this a little because I sometimes don’t understand what word I put for the sentence I am okinawan + laos :D ok joyy !!
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A permanent third wheel. That's what Rin hated, being the human buffer zone for his older brother's endless romantic conquests.
Besides Sae's futbol mastery, where he ruthlessly excels: he liked to enjoy himself by taking Rin with him on a date.
Yet, sitting in a dimly lit cafe on a Saturday afternoon, he found himself utterly powerless against a different kind of horror.
The polished diamond resting on some girl whose name Rin couldn't remember.
"Rin-Chan looks so serious," the girl cooed. Leaning across the small wooden table. "Does he always look like he wants to murder the menu?"
Sae huffed, glancing up from his phone. "Ignore him, he's just a fussy baby when he doesn't get enough sleep."
He was an elite athlete, a prodigy, an egoist. This was the fourth time Sae proposed to this girl, and now she says yes? Bird Brain Bitch.
Rin could only attribute to some warped, psychological torture, Sae refused to go on these outings unless Rin was there to occupy the adjacent seat.
"I need you to bring a date. It's about time you bring a hostage for your lack of social filter." He commanded.
Wedding day wasn't Rin's favorite game, but he kind of liked being there to help. To feel needed.
Plus, he enjoyed the cupcakes or fancy cookies and fizzy lemonade always served at the reception.
"Tch, I'll do it."
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Rin, who only wanted what was best for you. If it was another man, a shoulder to cry on, or him.
He would have told you countless of times "I wish you the best, but you'd just come to me." In a nonchalant way tho.
You could say you were his only love interest in his twelve episode anime.
It has always been you.
He doesn't have the time to chase other girls when the extraordinary sight in front of him makes him question, 'Do I care?'
"So what's this thing you wanted to ask me from earlier?" No flaw was on his face except a crooked, unconscious smile from Rin.
You were plucking skincare patches from his porcelain face.
"That." Though his cheeks were turning into a tint of pink, he answered in a clear tone. "Sae told me to tell you. To come to the wedding with me."
"Did Sae really say that?" You asked, full of amusement.
"With good intentions." He registers. You carefully peel the last patch off, and placed the tweezers down. "So would I be one of the bridesmaids?"
"I suppose so.”
"Then let's do it."
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The bachelorette party had reached that hazy, glittery stage where everyone drank themselves to brain death.
Aluna, the bachelorette, was perched on a couch armrest with one leg kicked up playfully. Her veil was half-askew from all the dancing you both did.
“y/n….. you never talk about rin!” she slurred slightly, “Like ever.”
“Oooo shiii, who’s rin?” One of the bridesmaid asked.
Your booze had loosened your tongue and you replied, “He’s my boyfriend…?”
Wrong, big red X, error. What in any drunk’s mind possesed you to call Rin Itoshi your boyfriend.
“Invasive much..” you muttered before taking one long, savorful sip.
A/N : Aquel Nap ZzZz
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By the time you had left the party,
the night had spun out of control. Your usual shyness at parties melted with the girls as they got info on you and Rin.
After two wobbily knocks, he opened the door. His tired eyes widened when he saw you standing there with flushed cheeks.
“Are you drunk.” He asked, deadpan.
“Yes.” You beamed. A huge, loopy smile formed on your face. And without warning, you threw yourself into his arms.
He staggered back, but instinctively caught you. His hands hovered awkwardly: one on your back, and the other gripping the door frame for balance.
A high pitched, tipsy giggle escapes, and you lean in to place a kiss right on the corner of his lip. Mwah! Again, you aim for the other side.
“y/n no.” he firmly held your shoulders to steady you.
“Whyyy? I wanna kissuu…” your words slurred together.
Rin was exhausted and flustered. Yes, this exact situation has happen many times, but didn’t expect it on the ‘loneliest’ night of his life.
p.s : once sae marries, he’ll be gone forever..
He swiftly ducked down, scooping you up bridal style before you would assault him with light punches. He kicked the door shut behind him, and carried you straight into his apartment.
plop, there yer’ go. Sinking into his bed after he threw you onto the dinky mattress. “You’re… so mad.”
Just overwhelmed. Sprawled on his furniture while he was trying to get rest before tomorrow night at that wedding.
“I’m not mad.” he subtly corrected, “you’re just really out of it.”
“Trust mee..!” you sat up, and pinched the bridge of his nose. “A makeout sesh.. transcending the game.”
“I- uh.” he so badly wanted too, especially with your lipgloss he could ruin. “I don’t want to take advantage of you because you’re in a vulnerable state.”
“Mmm, but I really want too bubs.” you pull him closer by his collar. “please?”
“Ok fine.”
he clumsily smashed his lips against yours, while you made out with him like a wine tasting.
Your glossy lipgloss smeared onto his lips that curved into a smile.
‘im burning like crimson’ ‘i should stop’ talking like an english boy right itoshi? That’s what all he could think about while kissing you.
Rin is all-talk. He’ll say snarky things about you and any of your relationships but when you and him do something ‘casual’ his brain becomes short circuited.
with an audible ‘pop!’ he pulled away from the kiss. “sorry, I got carried away.”
you blinked slowly, dazed fo’sure, and licked your lips absentmindedly before giggling. “You taste like toothpaste.”
In a gentle rejection, he shut the lights off and laid back in bed besides you. “I need rest. Goodnight y/n..”
he did a once over glance to check if you were situated for bedtime before he finally relaxed. military style helps him sleep, but in this case?
Paradoxical intention.
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When you slowly blinked awake, time was not on your mind. Your head pounded like someone played drums on your skull.
And then those fractured flashes of horrible memories flooded back in your mind. “Rin?” You called out.
The bridesmaids asking about Rin..getting tipsy…coming here…. kissing him?
you reached over to the nightstand, and grabbed the glass of water near your phone. Chug jug. ‘What did Rin send me today’
“Had to leave early for Sae’s wedding. You were asleep so I didn’t wake you. There’s water by your phone for your hangover.”
“Also, don’t forget the after party.”
his nonchalance needs to be studied, but you sank back into bed. There’s only seven hours left til the party anyways, you can’t possibly miss it.
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“So your girl missed my wedding?” Sae questioned, he had just shared his false vows, and skipped a kiss from his wife.
“I let her sleep in.” Rin answered, taking a sip of his drink.
“Good. Don’t ditch her.”
“I’m not like you..” he quietly remarked, “nothing like you.”
“Oh come on, you use to want to be just like me.”
“Only in soccer, but you’re going to become old and married.”
“Happily married-“
“Yeah right.” Rin slammed his glass onto a table nearby, and began walking to the doors.
“Smell you later.” Sae called out, waving one hand.
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September rain and washing each others hair in the shower; but he’s bald. So you wash his back-
Oh, Rin. He was waiting patiently by the bedside and continuously nudged until you woke up.
“What kind of dream did you have?” His expression softened. “Mm, you have no hair, not even eyelashes.” You replied. A smile was plastered on his face, and he nods.
“Well, it’s time for the after-party. Get ready,” he stated before walking out the room to give you privacy.
When you came outside, in this luxurious dress. It’s the kind of sexiness that gets you glazed like a milky donut.
You quietly slipped outside of the bedroom. Rin was sitting on the sofa, oblivious to your presence.
“Ahhh, my throat is soo bored.” Carefully, you wrapped your arms in a chokehold against him.
“Okay. Are you done?” He looked over his shoulder, but you met his face with a kiss instead of normal eye contact, or a smile.
“Rinnn…” you whispered into his ear, “I want you to dress me up.”
“Are you not in your dress already?”
You kissed your teeth, and smacked his head. “Always fucking oblivious.” “Go put on my heels for me.”
He softly rolled his boba eyes, and stared forwards. Slowly he rises, then walks over to the genkan.
“Irritated doesn’t even describe how I’m feeling right now.”
“Chill,” he looked over and grabbed the pair of heels that matched your dress. “Is this okay?”
“It is. Thank you,” he grasps your ankle and slowly adjusts your foot into the haihīru.
“Ready?” He asked, extending his arm towards you. His face remains ugly, but his ears were tinted pink.
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“Okay, I really don’t know what theme this bitch went for. She got birthday cake, fairy lights, and tacky ass decoration-“
“y/n, please.” he squeezed your hand.
A server, Rin’s younger cousin, passed by offering sake. “I need a drink.” you said as you took one.
“Baby, you don’t even drink.” he replied.
“Oh, we’re doing nicknames now I see?”
He slowly looked down as blush spreads across his cheeks. “I’m sorry babyeee..!” You squealed and wrapped your arms around him.
“Rin,” Behold, the graceful presence of the Itoshi Parents.
“OKĀSAN GA KOKO NI IMASU??” you pulled your arms back, and immediately bowed. ‘I’m going to pass away’
His father, tall with crinkling eyes and a wide smile bowed too. “Haha, this is Rin friend?” He asked in broken inglish.
Your cheeks turned pink under their attention, but you nodded quietly. “Hai Hai.” Fuck Fuck.
“Why not tell us you bring special?” His mom questioned in a teasing tone. He avoided contact due to how flustered he became.
Sae suddenly appeared behind his father, having spotted you from across the family. “Met the family huh.”
“You not answer me boy. I tell you, are you both close?” Mister. Itoshi asked. He pulled back Rin, so he could glance up.
“I, she’s my-“ he mumbled.
“Girlfriendd..” sae dragged, he stood behind you both and pushed you together. your shoulder gently bumps into Rin’s.
“MATTE!” you exclaimed, but sae pressure pointed you on the side of the stomach.
“In that case, come sit with us. I’m Haruka, and my otto is Atsumu.”
“Yum yum dina o dinner?”
“He’s not that very good at inglish.”
Seated at this long, elegantly decorated table, and surprisingly, the seating chart was created with evil intent by Sae.
In front of you were Rin’s parents. The left: Rin himself, and the right: Ryusei Shidou.
For the sake of Rin’s parents, he was paid to be silent on the matter. Of course, he was forced to stuff birthday cake, so he wouldn’t blurt out shit.
Hakura leaned slightly towards Rin, and nudged him gently. “Kanojo wa yasashisou desu.”
‘She seems sweet’ you smiled at the compliment, and glanced down at your plate.
“Kanojo wa tetemo reigī to kirei.” Pretty and polite? Already invited to the family suppers.
“How long you know each other?” She asked, leaning back into her seat. Rin swallowed hard before speaking, “About… two years.”
Atsumu nodded, but in Haruka’s eyes: she hinted ‘why haven’t you done anything about it yet’ “Oh so friends for a long time?”
“Not really friends..” you stated.
“But you’re sitting kind of far from each other.”
Rin softly rolled his eyes, and pulled your chair closer to him. “There.” He muttered, “Can’t we eat?”
Tsundere okāsan replied, “Hmph, fine.”
You watched from your seat as people began dancing. It’s the language of your soul and culture.
“I want to dance.” you whispered to him, tugging his sleeve.
this slow ass mother fucker was still eating his first meal. “Hold on,”
“Please before the song ends?” your eyes go soft.
“You’d have to teach me then.” He wipes his mouth with a napkin before standing up. He takes your wrist and pulls you to the side of the venue.
Where other couples swayed together, under golden lights, this would be the night, to express his passion of the emotions you feel on the inside.
Hesitant at first, Rin lightly placed his hand on your waist. Then, your hand slid towards his neck. “No, on my shoulder.” His other hand grasp yours and he rested it on his shoulder blade.
“I’m nervous.” you quietly stated, but it was instinct when both of your bodies swayed in time.
Around them, other couples dancing were amused by the sight of these young adults dancing so carefully. Afraid to mess up.
His hand on your waist tightens just a fraction to pull you closer, “Sorry, I’m nervous too.”
“I can tell.” you said with a soft laugh. your thumb brushed lightly against his suit to reassure him.
And when you tilted your face up to slightly adjust your position, both of your noses almost touched. A breath passed between, and somehow the nerves were louder than the music.
Your lips slightly part as you become lost in his gaze. Rin took this as a chance to breathe you in.
“I love..” he whispered, “it’s only because I’m in love.” Then he began to trail off…
“My love, first love.” He squeezes both of your hands. “I remember being so drained, cold, struggling everyday. I missed Sae, but you came into my life after he moved to Spain.”
“Oh Rin..” you whispered.
“You were the new hire. I didn’t expect to meet someone that clearly sees me.”
“When we first became friends, I was scared to put my trust into you. I’m so sorry y/n, I never should have asked to be casual.”
“Everyday with you is fucking precious. I don’t know how to explain it, but when our souls are together. It felt more ours.”
“You have me crazy because I’m here, talking about my feelings. I hate doing that. Especially at my brother’s wedding?”
“I really am the worst best man.”
“Don’t say that Rin.” You replied, “Yap it all out.”
“I might be in love with you too.”
“How is that..”
“I always envisioned our future together. It’s not a white house with kids running around. It’s you stationed in a foreign country, while I’m stuck here trying to find out how to start one of our common love letters.”
“Remember, when I drew that cartoon book for you. You called it ‘Scooby doo’ but it was snoopy.”
“Yeah I do. I really do.” He replied before wiping a tear away.
“On this day, a X1.9 solar flare erupted from the sun.”
“Okay nerd, why is that important right now?”
“Can I be your boyfriend?”
“FINALLY!” his mother squealed, rushing over to give you a crushing hug.
“Woww… at my wedding?” Sae snaked an arm over Rin’s shoulders. Haruka pulled away to embrace both Sae and Rin.
You were smiling so wide it hurts while Rin stood there all flustered and annoyed from the extra attention.
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Since the party decided to run a little past midnight, Rin went back into his quiet apartment once again.
He sent a few text, ‘asking how long would you be gone’ or ‘are you staying over’ but in a nonchalant way because he’s a tsundere.
Rin was already in bed. Shirt off, grey sweatpants, tousled hair. My throat is so bored lmaoo. He had been catching up on a preview of a match until he heard a car pull up outside.
Quickly he turned off his tablet, and pulled the covers over his head. Pretending to be asleep and maybe you’ll come home faster.
A minute later, you slowly opened the door to his bedroom. You dropped your purse, and a bouquet on top of his dresser.
“You didn’t wait for me?” You whispered, crawling onto the bed. You slowly peeled the edge of his blanket away, and his soft gaze peeks from under.
He smiled shyly at you. His cheeks slightly flushed from the fake sleepiness and maybe seeing you again after everything that happened tonight.
His hand slides from underneath the covers towards your arm. You kicked off your heels before slipping into bed with him.
“I couldn’t ask for more.” He quietly stated.
And as Rin pulled you closer on the first real night you both had together, there was no better ending than that. A happy one.
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A/N : I’m moving to america for international school :D I’m excited!! btw there is so much mischaration but is okay let us be delusional bye.