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[mochiheartsit]

kyo soma x reader

‧₊˚ ⋅ 🍓 ᓚᘏᗢ 🫐‧₊ .ᐟ

{ Angst/Fluff }

summary: reader has some bad memories pop up and becomes submerged in a bad ptsd episode and panic attack. kyo comes home from the store and finds them disheveled and lost. He comforts them and grounds them. post curse being lifted from the sohma’s.

warnings/TW: mention of abuse

it was a calm spring day, the trees were blossoming and the air was crisp. you were cleaning in the kitchen and humming along to a song playing on the radio. your mind was going elsewhere and thinking of your life. it had been almost 3 years since you moved in with kyo. it really didn't feel like that long. everyday that passed was cherished and your heart was full. you were grateful and loved him more than anyone in your life. you never expected to be with kyo. to be cared for and cherished without doubt. to feel held even when you were apart from one another. he never judged you or put you down. he did so much for you without even knowing it. he would wake up before you and just watch you sleep. he would walk up behind you while you were cooking dinner and wrap his arms around your waist. whisper sweet nothings, things he would never say aloud. he gave this look when you told him about your day, a look that made you feel safe and at home. it was such a foreign feeling, to be loved. you thought of your life before meeting the soma family and you shivered. your life before him. goosebumps appeared on your skin.

" you're a liar and a bitch! i could never love you. you aren't my daughter, i dont know you. disgusting child. no one will ever love you. "

the memory flashed in your head. that voice crystal clear and replaying over and over. your stomach felt sick and your body froze. so many years went by and you were stuck hearing things like that. no one saved you or seemed to care so you must've deserved it. you felt small and scared, the memories all rushing to you at once. so much progress had been made, but you kept going back to square one. your hands felt like jelly and the plate you were holding fell to the floor with a crash. surprised, you snapped out of your daydream. you crouched and hid your face in your knees, sobbing and screaming. so many emotions came over you in such a short amount of time. hurt and wounded from the pain your parents put you though. it haunted you and never truly went away. you wanted your boyfriend. you needed kyo right now. where was he? you couldn't remember and you felt frightened and alone.

" kyo... " you whimpered his name out. the air around you felt like it was thick and heavy. suffocating. your breathing was quick and your head felt light. you heard something thud and footsteps come toward you.

" y/n! " kyo's voice. your boyfriend was home. he rushed to your side and pushed your legs down and away from your chest. he lifted your face to meet his and your tears welled up again. you started to sob and mumble incoherently. you looked like a child to soma and he pulled you into his chest. petting your soft hair and speaking in a gentle voice.

" its okay, i'm here now. i've got you baby, "

you clung to him and started to calm down. his heartbeat was loud in his chest and it grounded you. the smell of his shirt mixed with his own scent. he took deep breaths, hoping you would match his rythym. kyo rested his cheek on your head, softly he hummed along to the radio. you were so exhausted you weren't even thinking about anything anymore. just being in your boyfriend's presence relaxed you. he took over all your thoughts. you felt better when he was around, protected and safe.

" thank you kyo, " you mumbled. he rubbed a hand on your back, it was soothing. he waited a little longer before parting to help you up. he held you again while you stood. your arms wrapped around his torso and you buried your face in his chest. soma kissed your head.

" do you...wanna talk about it? " he hesitated, but knew he would at least offer. you looked up to him and shook your head.

" just wanna cuddle. please? " you asked, swallowing dryly. kyo nodded and moved your bodies so you were behind him. you looked down to the porcelain scattered across the kitchen floor. fuck, you remembered.

" i'll clean this up, go on to the bedroom okay? i'll be right there with you. " he reassured you. before you could even argue he shooed you off. you sulked to your room and changed into some soft sweats and a tshirt. you turned on your mood lighting and curled up under the covers. your eyes fluttered shut as you waited for your love. he got into bed beside you and held you close. petting your hair, rubbing his hand along your back and arm. you felt yourself drifting to sleep, not wanting to sleep but you needed it.

" m'love you...sleepy. " you mumbled into your boyfriend's chest. he smiled and kissed your head.

" i love you so much . " he spoke softly, his voice low. you two stayed like that for a few hours, napping into the evening. when you woke up you were back to your usual temperament, annoyed at kyo for letting you nap instead of starting on dinner. he laughed at your puffy face from sleeping, you couldn't help but smile. you leaned in and kissed his lips. he held your lower back, humming against the kiss. you felt at peace with your lover and couldn't ask for more.

a/n: this is like 2 years old!!! but i’m reentering my fruba phase and wanted to post this :P if you read this thank yew!🩷i hope it fulfills the kyo obsession teehee

[mochiheartsit]

☆steven grant drabble☆

[ hurt/comfort/fluff ]

summary: reader gets jealous over steven's female coworker and needs reminders of how much she means to him<3

warnings: afab reader, established relationship, mention of marc

a/n: very self indulgent hehe

steven picked up his phone on his lunch break to answer your call and you couldn't help but feel your stomach turn at a woman's voice in the background. laughing, giggling, being loud. repeatedly interrupting your conversation with your boyfriend. you knew he would never cheat on you but that didn't mean someone else wouldn't catch feelings. and you knew you were insecure , small doubts flooding your thoughts. you chewed on your lip as steven switched back and forth between two conversations. his laughter not in response to you made your blood boil, and you hated feeling jealous. he was your partner, your best friend, your everything. you were afraid to lose him, you couldn't. bitterness and anger overcame you as you imagined how smitten his friend was.

" babe go on and finish your lunch with her, i'll see you later.."

you said coldly and hung up. not saying bye or i love you must have shocked steven since you never forgot to say it. you set your phone on the coffee table and laid down on the couch, not caring when it rang. you closed your eyes trying to soothe yourself from this toxic feeling. you drifted off into a deep sleep, one of the few ways you could actually calm yourself when you were upset.

the sound of keys jingling and the door opening startled you awake. thoughts immediately racing and you internally groaned. you stayed put, not ready to face your emotions from earlier. guilt and shame washed over you as you heard steven come in.

" hey love ..."

he called out to you, setting his things down and walking to the couch. he sat on the farthest side and didn’t speak up. his gaze down to this hands clasped together. steven always let you express yourself first in these situations. you finally opened your eyes and sat up. his expression immediately soft as he looked at you. his eyes said 'im sorry', big and brown staring into your own. you couldn't help but swallow back tears and put your face in your hands. he moved closer to you on the couch and pulled you into his side, shushing you softly. you felt even more sensitive after waking from your nap, sobs escaped your mouth.

" i'm sorry baby, i'm sorry i got so jealous and upset earlier, i didn't mean it i'm sorry, "

you admitted like a small child. he pressed his face against your temple and kissed it softly. his hand rubbed circles against your back. his neck smelled of his sweat and cologne. you clung to him so desperately, hands gripping his shirt.

“s'alright baby, please don't apologize. i promise i love you so much. so so so so much. i'm all yours and i don't want anyone else but my girl." he spoke light and gentle. his breath warm against your skin. your tears had stopped and your breathing calmed down. your eyes met and steven couldn't help but subtly smile. it was contagious and you reciprocated. he always knew how to reassure you and made you feel safe.

" i love you." you mumbled and kissed your boyfriend's chin, " you better tell that to her next time you see her and have marc put her in her place when she tries to flirt with you. "

both of you laughed and held each other for a little longer. he played with the ends of your hair and hummed a beatles song. he carried you to the bed, tossing you on top. he leaned down and placed kisses all over your face and neck. flopping on top of you and engulfing you in a giant hug. you laid face to face and stared at eachother. delicate touches and small whispers were exchanged. he turned the lamp off and cuddled you till you both fell asleep.

[mochiheartsit]

a drink or two ( byakuya x drunk reader one shot )

heyy! my first writing post on here! hope it turns out okay :) - mochi

warnings: mention of alcohol, intoxicated reader, kissing/making out, cussing, brief idea of m*rder

!gender neutral reader! { y/n : your name f/n : friends name }

non despair arc/non story related

word count : 1,118

summary: y/n drinks a lil too much at the club and needs to get home. too tipsy to find their way back they decide to go to their friends house close by. surprised to find a stranger asleep on the couch!! things escalate with the heat of the moment

The flashing lights in the club reflected off of the thin layer of sweat that had formed on your skin. You danced to your hearts content, unbothered by the people you kept bumping into. Those shots you drank were finally getting to you. Brain fuzzy and unable to think clear, you craved closeness. Alcohol tends to make most people's "animal instincts" come out. You grinded on multiple clubbers throughout the night, none of them making a lasting impression. Each one sloppier than the next, all wanting the same thing from you. After being on your feet for hours they began to ache and burn, you knew it was time to call it a night.

" Fuck , I need to get home , "

You muttered barely audible over the loud music. The bass thumped the floor and sent vibrations up your spine. Walking out the door, sleazy pick up lines were thrown at you from left and right. Scoffing at them you took your phone out of your bag and checked the time.

" One twenty seven ? Damn it- they're probably asleep by now ,"

The safe haven that was your best friends apartment was just two blocks away from the club. Too drunk to call a taxi and find your way home you decided to walk to their place. Thank god you knew where the spare key was. You fumbled down empty streets, the cold air was crisp and turned your nose pink. Finally, a tall building looked familiar and you checked the address to make sure. The lobby greeted you with warm air, almost tripping over yourself to get to the elevator.

" Floor number three right ? Lets see , "

You leaned against the railing, eyes half lidded and tired. The red light above the door showed a 3 on it and chimed. The doors opened and you stumbled out. Dim lighting in the halls only added to how intoxicated you felt. Searching for apartment 215, you finally came across the numbers on a white door. The keys were hidden in a nearby lampshade of one of the lights in the hall.

* click *

The smell of mint tea bombarded your senses as you opened the door and walked inside. Not even questioning it, you peeled your shoes off and threw your bag down. You walked into the kitchen hoping to see your friend still awake, but there was nobody. A lukewarm teapot sat on the counter. Faint chatter was coming from the TV in the living room, so you hoped to see them sitting on the couch. Instead you saw a complete stranger in your best friends apartment.

" HEY !! Hellloooooo ! "

You slurred out and walked closer to the mysterious stranger. He had golden blonde hair that laid meticulously, eyes closed under his white glasses. His button up shirt ironed so there were hardly any wrinkles showing. The guy had fallen asleep. You laughed to yourself and crept over, inspecting him at his current state. He seemed important and wealthy? So what was he doing here? Where was your best friend? He smelled of strong, fancy cologne. You couldn't help but lean down close and smell the collar of his shirt. As you stood up the stranger locked eyes with you, confusion plastered on his face. The same expression on yours as well.

" Who are you? How did you get in here ? This is my friend's place ,"

You asked impatient for the stranger to answer. He adjusted his glasses and looked you up and down. It was his turn to inspect you, and he did. Though he looked unpleased with your appearance, he smirked.

" Well did your friend not mention that they would be going out of town for a few days ? "

He questioned snarkily, your cheeks felt hot from embarrassment. Honestly you couldn't remember if they had told you or not.

" I don't remember . . . But that still doesn't answer my questions, who are you ? "

You walked over to sit next to him on the couch, making yourself comfortable. He inched away from you, making sure you wouldn't touch him. You laughed and sat crisscross facing him.

" I've never heard them talk about you before . How do you know f/n ? "

You admitted, surprised with yourself for being so comfortable around this new person. But the situation was pretty obvious. Aaaaand you were pretty tipsy.

" Aren't you being quite trusting of someone you've never met before ? "

That smug half smile was pretty attractive and made yourself grin softly. You nodded bashfully in agreement.

" Yea , probably . So if you're a murderer or something get it over with already I'm bored , "

The blonde male just scoffed and turned his face away from you. He adjusted his glasses again before sinking back into the couch. Finally relaxing.

" Name's Byakuya Togami . . . f/n and I were friends when we were younger and they reached out to me about house sitting , "

He seemed almost a little bashful to introduce himself. Your grin turned slightly seductive after Byakuya gave in.

" Pleasure to meet you , I'm y/n . I've known f/n for god knows how long now , "

You paused and contemplated asking about his clothing and wealthy smelling cologne.

" I can't help myself , what's up with your whole ' rich boy ' thing you got going on ? "

Togami hummed, which was his attempt at laughing. He was amused though.

" Well I am my families heir , I thought you would've recognized my last name by now . "

He shook his head and continued.

" You've obviously had a drink or two . "

Byakuya stood up without another word and walked towards the kitchen.

" Wait , where are you going ? "

You asked standing up to follow him but you almost fell flat on your face. His hand grasped yours firmly helping you regain your balance. You looked into his aquamarine eyes, then down to his lips, then his eyes again. Neither of you had let go of each other's hand. The audience on the TV made the 'oooooh' sound they do when a couple finally has their moment. You swallowed, contemplating who would make a move.

" If you want to kiss me , get it over with already . . I'm bored , "

Byakuya smirked as his other arm snaked its way around your waist. You didn't hesitate to lean up and press your lips against his. He was hesitant, you were pushy. A happy medium was found once he let you take control. You pushed him up against the nearest wall running your hands all over his chest. Parting from the kiss, your lips pecked at his jaw tenderly, then down his neck. He stopped you abruptly and you stared up in surprise.

" You still taste like vodka . "

He went back in for another kiss before dragging you to the couch.