the way jinwoo would drift toward you without even realizing it. the subtle shifts of his body, brushing your hand, tugging you closer, resting a hand on your lower back even when there was plenty of space around you.
right now, you were just trying to grab something from the kitchen when you felt strong arms circle your waist from behind, pulling you gently back into a warm chest.
you sighed, amused. “jinwoo. i was gone for two minutes.”
“too long,” he murmured, voice low against your ear.
you leaned back into him instinctively, feeling that calm stillness that only he could bring. “you were literally just watching TV.”
“and thinking about you the entire time,” he said, completely deadpan.
you laughed. “you’re so dramatic.”
“i mean it.”
you turned in his arms, your hands coming to rest on his chest. he looked down at you with that unreadable gaze of his. a little intense, a little soft, like he was trying to memorize you all over again.
“seriously though,” you teased, “you really can’t go a full minute without touching me?”
he didn’t even blink. “no.”
your lips twitched. “what if I leave the room for an hour?”
“i’ll follow you.”
you raised a brow. “to the bathroom?”
his mouth twitched like he was trying not to smirk. “i’ll wait outside.”
you rolled your eyes, but your heart was warm.
his hand lifted to brush your cheek, thumb grazing your skin like it was something precious.
“i just… i like knowing you’re here,” he said quietly.
you softened instantly. “i’m not going anywhere.”
“good.” he kissed your forehead, then added against your skin, “because i don’t think i could let you.”
rin knows boyfriend duties include doing whatever his girlfriend asks ₊˚ෆ⊹.ᐟ
“My head hurts,” you whine, resting your chin on Rin’s shoulder.
“When’s the last time you drank water today?” he asks dryly, not a hint of surprise in his voice.
You sniff haughtily but don’t say a word.
“That’s what I figured,” says Rin, standing up to grab your water bottle on the dining table before returning to you. “Here.”
“Thanks, babe,” you say as you smile sheepishly at him.
You take a sip of water before frowning, shaking it around to show the water is mostly gone.
“Wait, before you sit down,” you begin as soon as Rin takes a seat beside you, “could you fill this up for me? The water’s almost out and what’s left isn’t icy cold anymore…”
He sighs but stands back up. “Of course, only ice water for you. How could I forget?”
“You know it!”
Grabbing the water bottle, he heads back to the kitchen to fill it up with ice and fresh water. As soon as Rin returns once more, you ask him for another favor.
“Can you also grab me a snack? Maybe an orange?”
He blinks, eye twitching slightly. “You couldn’t have asked me that while I was still in the kitchen?”
“I only remembered now,” you pout.
Heaving another sigh, he hands you your now filled water bottle and goes to the kitchen once more.
“Clementine or orange?” he calls from the other room.
“Orange. Sliced please.”
“Yes, I know,” says Rin sardonically.
Soon he comes back to you again, a small plate of sweet oranges in his hand. He gives it to you, expression unamused.
“Anything else, princess?”
You tap your cheek thoughtfully. “Well, since you’re asking, could you grab my laptop? It’s all the way upstairs…”
Rin groans at your other request, grumbling as he dutifully trots up the stairs. You giggle to yourself. You don’t even need your laptop, you just thought it would be funny to push his buttons.
This time, when he hands you what you asked for, you smile at him and say, “What a good doggy. You fetch so well.”
An annoyed grumble comes from his throat as his the scowl on his face deepens. Wordlessly, he takes the laptop back from you, then plucks the orange slice you were eating straight out of your mouth.
“Hey!” you cry in surprise, reaching for it back.
“I’m not a dog,” Rin mutters.
“Of course not, puppy,” you tease.”
This time, Rin takes the whole plate from your hand, then snatches your water bottle away too.
You can’t control the laughter that escapes your mouth at his silent protest. “Okay, okay, I’m sorry! I’m only kidding, I promise.”
He rolls his eyes at your giggles, but you spot the corner of his mouth quirking upwards. “You’re so annoying.”
“I know. But you love me anyway,” you sing, opening your mouth and waiting for him to feed you an orange slice. Which Rin does. Because of course he does. He would do anything for you, no matter how much he fusses about it.
“Unfornately, I do,” he murmurs, pinching your nose teasingly.
“And I love you, too,” you say. “Now give me a kiss.”
synopsis. in which your so-called friends do things that make you wonder if they're really just your friends after all.
ft. itoshi sae, itoshi rin, michael kaiser, seishiro nagi. 1.8k wc.
content warning. gn!reader- however, reader wears lip gloss in nagi's fic.
𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐀𝐄
you had practically dragged sae into helping you bake rin’s birthday cake, countering his reluctance with incessant nagging until he finally gave in (only after you pointed out that rin was his beloved younger brother).
currently, you were working your arm muscles as you mixed the cake batter by hand like your life depended on it. across from you, sae leaned lazily against the counter, whipping the cream with an electric mixer, which you thought was unfair, considering he was a professional athlete.
his sleeves were pushed up to his elbows, exposing his toned forearms, and his auburn hair was slightly messy.
“how’s it going?” you asked between pants, nodding toward the bowl of fluffy whipped cream he was cradling easily in one arm.
sae set the bowl down on the counter before turning to the sink and washing his hands.
“it’s done, you just need to check the taste.” he said plainly, wiping his hands with the ridiculously floral apron tied around his waist.
you hummed, abandoning your whisk to step beside him, scanning the counter for a spoon, or a spatula, or anything you could taste-test with.
before you could reach for one, sae nonchalantly dipped a clean finger into the whipped cream and held it out toward your lips with a blank expression on his face.
“here. taste it.”
your eyebrows shot up in surprise, hesitating for a split second. but he seemed so normal, bored, about it that you felt ashamed for assuming he meant anything more with his action.
you scolded yourself internally for reading too much into it, and leaned forward, taking his finger into your mouth and licking the sweet cream off with a drag of your tongue.
it was delicious– airy and light. “this is perfect, sae.” you pulled back with a satisfied hum, smiling. your tongue darted out to lick the lingering frosting off your lips.
you could clearly see his adam’s apple bob slightly as he tried to keep his collected demeanor in check. you were just about to tease him, but he did not give you the chance.
without breaking eye contact, he brought that same finger to his own lips and licked it clean, his tongue flicking lightly against the tip of his finger, where your mouth had been moments before.
you swore your soul left your body. once you saw his poorly concealed smirk, you realized that that was one-hundred percent intentional, he absolutely did that on purpose to fluster you.
“mmm, sweet.” he mused casually, rinsing his hands again. “rin’ll like this. thanks.”
you could only stand there, cheeks burning hot as you gripped onto the edge of the countertop.
“if you like me, just say it, you idiot…” you muttered under your breath, so low you were sure that he couldn’t have heard it.
but of course, he did.
he shot you a sly glance over his shoulder, a rare smile on his mouth.
“my birthday’s in a month.”
𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐍
you were mid-rant, waving your hands animatedly as you walked alongside rin through the park, venting about the gossip and rumours circulating around you both in school.
he responded in his usual way, with occasional hums, slight nods, and an unreadable expression that made you question if he was even listening. he did not seem to be as bothered as you had expected.
the wind was very strong today. it whipped your hair across your face every few seconds, and with your hands full, you were left awkwardly huffing and puffing it out of the way while talking.
“like, can you– huffff– believe it?” you complained, blowing sharply at a particularly stubborn strand. “hufff– people actually think we’re hufff– secretly dating or something.”
you were too caught up in your rambling to notice the faint smile tugging at the corner of rin’s lips. he found it cute, the way your cheeks puffed and your lips puckered every time you tried (and failed) to blow your hair away.
you went on, oblivious, “seriously, just because– hufff– we’re together a lot, does not mean that we’re—”
your body went rigid before you could even finish your sentence. rin had reached over, without hesitation, and swept the strands aside with gentle fingers, tucking them carefully behind your ear.
his knuckles lingered against your cheek for a second longer than it should have, as if savoring the contact, before pulling away and resumed his impassive demeanor.
“there, perfect.” he murmured, and you could only hope he couldn’t hear your heart’s pounding. “you can continue where you left off.”
you gawked at him, hastily glancing around to make sure nobody was there to witness the… platonic gesture. you half-expected to see your whole class hiding behind a tree. you two would never beat the allegations then.
“rin, what the hell–!” you blurted. “be careful next time! what if somebody saw that??”
rin merely stared at you, as if he was admiring art, then tore his gaze away and looked off into the distance like the clouds were suddenly the most interesting thing in the world.
you barely had time to process his look before his voice cut through yet again.
“are you implying you want a ‘next time’?” he asked smoothly, throwing you a side-glance. your mouth opened, then closed, then opened again. you could only curse under your breath, feeling your face burn hotter by the second. this man was dangerously quick with his words.
“that’s not what I meant– you know what i meant…the rumours…” you mumbled, focusing intently on your feet. as you walked, your fingers lightly brushed against his. you told yourself it was accidental, you told yourself not to look at him or you’d regret it. but you looked up anyway.
“rumours, huh.” rin let out a soft scoff. he shifted closer, deliberately matching your pace so that your hands would keep touching ‘accidentally’. his teal eyes locked onto yours as he spoke softly.
“i’m trying to make it so they’re not rumours anymore.”
𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐄𝐋 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑
the couch was too wide for his excuse to make any sense.
you stood there awkwardly, clutching your popcorn bowl, eyeing the spacious couch that was not completely taken over by your so-called friend. kaiser lounged across it like the self-proclaimed emperor he was, his legs outstretched arrogantly and his arms folded behind his head on the armrest.
and naturally, he had the audacity to pat his thigh with that infuriatingly cocky grin of his.
“there’s nowhere to sit,” he said with faux innocence.
you sighed, setting the bowl down on the coffee table and giving him an unimpressed stare. “maybe because you’re taking up the whole couch?”
still, you found yourself settling down onto his lap with an exaggerated huff. though your heart was already racing. truth was, this situation– which shouldn’t really occur between friends– had already happened before, and you’d invited him over tonight hoping it would happen again. and judging by his grin, you had a feeling he was well aware.
a startled gasp was drawn from your lips as kaiser’s arms snaked around your waist like it was normal. you met his not-very-innocent smile with wide eyes.
“michael—!” you scolded, cheeks burning, but you made no effort to remove his arms.
“what?” he smirked, pinching your cheek gently. “feeling comfortable? i know this seat’s the best in the house.”
you grumbled softly before shifting to lie fully across him, and you felt his arms tighten around you with satisfaction. leaning up, you brought your lips close to his ears, and let your voice drop to a whisper.
“... you’re being ridiculous,” you murmured, your voice tickling his ear and sending a shiver down his spine. “don’t get used to this.”
with a little smirk of your own, you tucked yourself back onto him, pressing your heated against his chest as you turned your attention to the tv.
kaiser chuckled lowly, running a hand through his bi-coloured hair. his gaze flicked towards you, then back to the tv, where a steamy kiss scene was now playing out.
“were you trying to seduce me just now?” he asked casually.
you said nothing, stubbornly pretending to be absorbed in the movie, but your silence gave you away. kaiser’s grin only grew.
he didn’t need an answer.
after all, with your heartbeat drumming so wildly against his chest, you might as well have been shouting it.
𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈
you sipped leisurely on the caramel latte you’d just bought, settling into an empty table while waiting for nagi to pick up his order. just as you leaned down for another sip, you were startled by a sudden presence at your back.
without asking, nagi leaned down over your shoulder and stole a sip from your straw, his half-lidded eyes locking onto yours as he did.
“s-seishiro!” you yelped, snatching your cup away from his mouth. warmth bloomed across the apples of your cheeks as you stared embarrassedly at the straw where nagi’s lips had lingered a few seconds ago.
does he not realize you two had just indirectly kissed?!
“mm,” he hummed lowily, licking his lips. “tastes like strawberry.”
you blinked at him in confusion. as he slumped iinto the seat across from yours, you furrowed your brows and held your drink protectively. “i… don’t know what you’re talking about. it’s caramel-flavoured.”
“huh…?” nagi tilted his head, propping his chin on his palm, gazing at you as if you weren’t the one making sense. “i wasn’t talking about the drink. i meant you taste like strawberry.”
oh.
your brain short-circuited. it hit you belatedly– you had applied strawberry-scented lip gloss before coming here. and now you could see the faint sheen left on his lips from the gloss residue on the straw.
before you could recover, you noticed nagi wasn’t looking at you directly, but at your lips. your heart was betraying you, thumping in a pace that wouldn’t be normal for someone supposedly just sharing a drink with a friend.
why was he looking at your lips?? no, worse, why were you looking at his??
you thought you caught the ghost of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth, but you didn’t stick around to confirm it. you stood abruptly from your seat.
“i’m going to quickly grab a new straw, i’ll be right ba–” before you could escape, nagi’s hand firmly caught your wrist, preventing you from leaving.
“don’t,” he said simply, shrugging like it was no big deal. “line’s too long.”
that was a half-assed excuse and he knows it– you could easily ask for a straw at the counter.
“besides,” he added with a lazy blink, “it’s not that big of a deal.”
you hesitated before sinking back into your seat. “...okay… i guess.” your gaze drifted to the top of the straw, glossy with a shine you hadn’t cared about a minute ago, but now couldn’t stop noticing.
indirect kiss, indirect kiss, indirect kiss.
nagi leaned back in his chair, a little smile on his lips as he watched you bring the straw back into your mouth.
and despite your brain screaming otherwise, you took another sip.
BTW I LOVEEE the oneshots pop music inspired, the bed chem and obvious one are my two favs 😛 (idk what it is for my thing for white haired boys)
can i request to do a juno oneshot by sabrina carpenter with rin?? or js any sabrina song, the bed chem one was actually so fricking good but i’d really appreciate it if u would make a juno oneshot! thank u
juno ──★ ˙🍓 ̟
note: thank you so much for the request!! ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ ) it means a lot to me and i hope you like this!! <3 first time writing rin and it's nerve-wracking
rin itoshi didn’t know how to ask the question. it was so intimate, too intimate— and you, surely, weren’t going to ask him first. it didn’t seem that way anyway.
he tried to give you a hint in any way he could.
rin started hanging out with your younger cousins more often, and, genuinely, took care of them whenever he could. he started sending you those cute baby tiktoks you like— the ones that start with ‘what my baby eats in a day’. he, even, went as far as lingering, longer than necessary, at the baby clothes when both of you went shopping.
but even after everything rin, so obviously, did— you never noticed.
the last thing he could do was ask you, straight up. and, even though, you’ve been married for years, rin still became flustered at, even, the idea of doing so. out of timidity, he let the question sit at the back of his mind, always humming but never singing.
until, that one morning.
you were awake, rin could tell from your fluttering lashes and frown that reacted to the sunlight blaring into the bedroom. your hand, naturally, trailed to his, finding it on top of the covers. during the summer, rin tended to move away from you in bed— for your sake. you, once, told him that you hated the feeling of sweaty skin, and from that day on he stirred away from you whenever it got hot. so when you finally did awake, he was the first thing you looked for.
“let’s have a baby.”
the words spilled from his mouth quicker than his thoughts. he couldn’t help it. you looked so calm and tranquil and he’s wanted it for so long and you made his mind all foggy and jumbled up.
rin started panicking at your silence— his palms became sweaty, which he knows you, immediately, noticed, and he couldn’t move his gaze away from you. your eyes were still closed, but at rin’s words there was the smallest hint of a smile. rin hoped— no, prayed it was the good kind of smile.
“you want a baby, with me?” did you think he was joking? your tone of voice sounded like you did.
“i’m being serious.” his frown deepened, trying to figure out what you were thinking, “i want a baby with you,” your eyes peeled open at that seal of affirmation, looking up at rin, who was already gazing at you, pleadingly.
too shocked to say anything, you simply nodded. rin, on the other hand, had the slightest trace of a smile on his face.
you only find out years later, but that’s the happiest rin’s ever felt.
Your body moved subconsciously to the romance shelf, interest level shooting higher. Rin, your best friend was dragged along with you to the library. Rin’s back was against the wall, his calculating gaze never leaving you.
“The library is going to close in five minutes.” Rin said lowly.
You bit your lip in concentration, scanning the shelf up top for the book you were looking for. “I know, I’m not stupid.” You’d reply.
Rin rolled his eyes at the retort, but decided not to respond. “Aha!” you used the ladder leaning on the shelf and began to climb.
Rin looked up and folded his arms. “If you fucking trip and fall, don’t blame it on me cause I know you always do that.” Rin said, but his voice carried an edge of uneasiness.
“I’ll be fine.” You replied, but it sounded more like you were reassuring yourself. You extended your small arm out to the book you wanted to get, and even went on the tip of your toes.
Rin watched from below, his jaw flexing in stress. “Y/n,” he’d warn.
You’d let both arms go of the ladder and reached for the book with both arms, and eventually got it, but you felt yourself lose your balance. “Rin!” you’d exclaim, turning your head and feeling yourself fall backwards.
Rin swiftly moved toward you, and effortlessly caught you in his strong arms. He sighed while his teal eyes stared into your eyes, still holding you carefully. “You’re predictable,” Rin stated.
You’d smile at the compliment while he set you back down on your feet. “You’re predictable too, because I know you’d catch me,” you teased.
Rin let out a breathy laugh, surprising you. “Don’t get cocky.”
You raised an eyebrow. “Cocky? I fell off a ladder and you caught me like some knight in shining armor. Sounds like you’re in love with me, Rin.”
He froze, lips parting like he couldn’t figure out how to respond.
You laughed, walking past him but you didn’t miss the way his ears turned red as he muttered, “Dumbass.” under his breath.
sorry this is my first time making a post so it’s lowk buns 😭✌️
