I haven't been active in a while in any of my SNS account, specially on updating my stories in Wattpad. But as I was scrolling through my notif, I saw this comment thread on one of my stories. Idkw but this really made my day ใ ใ
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It is probably the hottest day this year's summer ever had. You were laying down on the cold floor of your apartment with a fan trying to beat the heat wave seeping through your window, you even wore that loose sleeveless band shirt that you stole in your brother's closet and your floral summer shorts but it didn't do any help.
Your mom that's sitting beside you while slicing off some apples doesn't seem so affected with the heat.
"Can you give this to Rintaro?" Your mom bumped the side of your head with a container where the bunny shaped apples that she sliced are stored. It is not a question but a command. "I heard the poor kid is sick."
Suna Rintaro is the guy living next to your apartment, who also happened to be your schoolmate. You never talked to him, not even once at school or whenever you cross paths at the hallway of the building but your mom thought that you two are best friends just because you attend the same school.
You groaned in protest as you sat up from the floor and pouted at your mom who found the interest in slicing more apples. She just ignored all your protests and dodged it with a I-will-cut-your-allowance-if-you-don't look. Well aware that you can't say no to that since you've been saving up for your favorite singer's upcoming concert.
With a heavy feet dragging you out on your own place, you didn't bother to put on some shoes or slippers since Suna just live next door. You pressed the doorbell with the container in your other hand but nobody responded. You pressed it again but to no avail, so you decided to knock on the door.
"Is anybody home? Helloooooo?"
You continued knocking on the door and pressing the doorbell alternately but nobody's opening the door for you. You decided to twist on the knob which to your surprise is unlocked. You decided on it since it is trespassing and you don't want to taint your good records, but your mom's commands cannot be bent. That is the number rule, your mom.
Taking a peek on the door, the cold breeze of the air conditioner welcomed your face and this is just what you needed to beat the hell of a day.
"Sorry for the intrusion."
You muttered lowly as you stepped inside the apartment, closing the door behind. You were surprised on how clean the place is, to think that a guy is living alone in it. It is like the bachelor's pad that you see on TV with black and white furniture. You were so engrossed by the interior of the apartment and enjoying the cool waves of the AC when something warm grabbed your leg that you shrieked in fright, dropping the container of apples on the carpeted floor.
Before you can run for your life, it grabbed on the hem of your shirt and pulled you down on the couch, with your back hitting on something hard and a restraint around your waist.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
A low voice questioned from behind. Turning your head, you saw Suna lying on the couch peaking on one eye as he looked at you before opening the other. He looked at you behind those fringes, which are normally on styled on the sides, and you suddenly became conscious on what you are wearing seeing him scanning your almost exposed skin in front of him.
"I-- I--- mom... we..."
You cursed under your breath for the words are not coming the way you wanted. Not sure if it is the heat of the sun coming from the window or his high temperature that made you feel all warm as his fingers drum on your waist, waiting for an answer. You tried to break free from his arm but you found yourself being pushed down on the couch with his knees trapping your legs in between and his hands beside your head to support his weight.
"I hate repeating myself. What the fvck are you doing here?"
His warm breath fans on your face as you noticed that it is just a few inches away from yours, and his eyes staring right at your pair. Your were frozen beneath him at how his gaze are speaking to you, like boring into your soul and his breath against your lips are not helping at all. This is the first time that you've been this close to him, or to any other guys that it made you feel all warm inside.
For the second time, his eyes raked your body beneath him and stopped right at your chest with how low the shirt is supporting your well being. You tried to cover yourself but Suna encased your wrist with one hand over your head. You can't even move your legs since they were trapped between his knees. He's too strong for a sick man, you thought.
Your breathing became frantic when Suna lowered down his head to your throat where your voice is caught up. You can feel his nose grazing lightly on your skin that sent chills down your spine, specially when you felt his other hand trailing his fingers on your exposed stomach, riding your shirt up to your ribs with every touch.
You felt his soft and a bit chapped lips run to the crook of your neck stopping just below your jaw. A soft gasp escaped from your lips when you felt his nails clawed on your ribs. It doesn't hurt at all but for the first time, you felt really warm and a churn is forming in your stomach with each touch that made you feel weak underneath him, and even though the AC is turned on, it felt like you went back to your place with the heat wave eating up your system.
Your head is too clouded with his warm breath and lips just by standing on the crook of your neck before they brushed up beneath your ear where he blew that set off your mind completely. He just stopped there inhaling your scent, like he wasn't satisfied at all, Suna even pressed his lips just under your ear that made you let out a whimper.
Pressing on your stomach, his free hand snakes down on your thigh as he free your legs and lift up one leg beside him, which it opened up for him. You can feel him press against your now warming insides, not sure if it is the buckle of his belt, if he is wearing one, or his knees hitting up in between. You'll never know but it was satisfying that you let your leg draped around him and made him press even more.
He lift up his head looking amused on what you did with that smirk forming on his lips. Your hands are now free as his hand made its way on the side of your neck, tracing your bottom lip with his thumb then pressed your chin using it to part your lips as he caught your bottom lip with his teeth and started nibbling on it.
You let out another gasp that made an invitation for his tongue to explore your cavern. No chance to protest since he got you under his control even though you tried to fight for dominance over his lips. He knows how to distract you by slowly bucking his hips that made you utter sounds that you never made before but it have to end too soon when he parts on your lips with that sly smirk present.
"I'll see you tomorrow."
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You jolted up from your sleep with a pounding head when you heard the doorbell ring. Your body felt heavy and cold in summer that you got up from your bed covered in your blanket.
"Mom? The door."
Your throat felt dry as you cough and noticed that nobody's home. Your mom probably at the grocery store and your brother is out with his friends again.
You attended to the door when the doorbell continue to ring to reveal a tall and skinny guy standing in front of you, a container in his hand with that smirk on his lips.
It was no brainer for everyone around you that you two are inlove with each other.
At just a glance, everyone can see that the only one in your eyes are each other. The way you always share a laugh at the little things, the way you smile at him and him at you are different. It was clear for everyone to see that you belong to each other.
But what they can't see is how your heart is breaking a little everyday. How every smile with him are tears whenever you're alone at the end of the day. What they can't see is the pain and regret that you know will hunt you for the rest of your life.
It was the right love at the wrong time.
You weren't able to tell him right away that you were with someone else until he called you one night and he told you that he have been in love with you for as long as he can remember.
You felt a pang in your chest when you heard him laugh it off. You cried that night because you felt the same way for him. It's just that you didn't know that he felt the same way or if the way he looks at you are real, and you got tired of waiting.
You remained as best friends.
As you two grow, the messages and meet ups became rare. You two were too busy with each other's careers, but those simple catching up will always make you smile and your day. This time, you two were free.
You were planning to tell him how you love how he makes you laugh so easily. How he makes your heart flutter and how his touch sends shivers in your spine.
You love him.
You thought he still loves you. This time, he was the one who got tired of waiting, holding someone else's hand that should've been you a long time ago.
You almost had him. He almost had you. But maybe they are right, almost will never be enough.
A/N : I just really need to get this out of my chest...
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People would always think that people in a relationship have it easy because they already found the person they can always lean on.
They thought that being in a relationship is always full of hearts, rainbows, and butterflies. Like those in the movies where people in love breaks in a song or slow dance, singing how they might have found their one true love at first sight.
What they see are smiling faces and hands holding each other.
What they don't see is the insecurity one may have within.
You've been alone for 5 years and people wonder why an attractive person like you still doesn't have someone even though there are people who asked you out.
Of course, you went out on dates. But that was it. Nothing more, just casual dates.
As much as possible, you try to avoid involving your heart in the process because you know that will just lead to heartbreak.
"What?! 5 years? But you're hot!"
"I don't believe you. 5 years, really?!"
You've seen the familiar suprised faces from your colleagues and friends, and even heard those questions from your suitors multiple times but you just laugh them off.
How can you tell them that you are single for 5 years now because your ex cheated on you? Or how insecure he made you feel all throughout your relationship that the trauma still lingers?
You were seen as the perfect couple. But nothing is perfect in a relationship where you feel insecure being around them or their friends, how he ignored you when there's another pretty girl around him,or invalidated your feelings when you told him how you really felt about the obvious crush his bestfriend had on him. And at the end, after a year of being together, he just proved your suspicions right when you caught them in his room together with their clothes discarded on the floor.
Yes, 5 years is a really long time already. They even say that that's too long of a time for you to move on, that you should settle down by now and just forget about the stupid guy who cheated on you.
But you didn't care. You still walked at your own pace.
Sure, 5 years was a really long time. And maybe another year is too long.
But maybe, that was the perfect time because faith is preparing you for someone better.
Someone who always makes you feel beautiful with their gaze even though you are on your pajamas and without any make up on.
Someone who updates you by texting you every now and then even without you checking up on them.
Who gets worried when they sense that you are not in the mood so they will do their best to make you smile, sometimes even unintentionally when they do dumb things.
Who will hold your hand in front of their friends and family. Who will squeeze your hand to tell you that everything will be alright.
Someone who will give you their undivided attention and never fails to give you assurance with his touch.
And of course, someone who will kiss you in front of everyone to let them, and you, know how lucky he is to have you.
He may not be good with his words, but he makes sure to let you know how he loves you in ways that he can.
And you are happy that you didn't rush. Because faith has given you the most colorful rainbow after the rain.
A/N : This is a chapter from my Wattpad fanfic, How to Tame a Cat. I'll really appreciate it if you'll be able to check it out!
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'You have slain an enemy'
Y/N stopped from her tracks while sipping on a juice box when she heard the familiar sound from the video game she's been playing.
It was lunch time and she just came from the restroom when she decided to buy a drink by the vending machine. She passed by a bench where she heard the game's familiar sound effects.
Out of curiosity, and because she never heard anyone playing it in her class, she turned her head at the direction of where the tapping of keys and the sound effects are coming from to see a black haired student, hunched over with all his attention on his gaming console.
With a sigh, to which she can only guess is from relief when he won the game, he looked up to meet with (e/c) eyes staring at him.
Y/N jumped in surprise when she was caught staring by the pair of cat-like golden eyes.
"I... I..."
The black haired first year just stared at him and she can't help but feel her cheeks get warmer by the second. Her brain is telling her to run away, but her legs says otherwise.
"T-T-That's O-online He-heroes...?"
It came out more like a question and she's almost squeezing the juicebox in her hand since he just kept at staring her.
It's hard to say what's on his mind, especially when he looked at his gaming console then back at her that startle her once again.
But for him, this is the first time that someone recognised the game as well since it just came out a week ago.
"You play?"
He asked with his soft voice that almost out as a whisper. He's the type of person who would rather stay away from everyone's attention and play his games in peace anyway. Just like Y/N.
Y/N slowly nodded her head, and there was a moment of awkward silence that followed.
Little did they know that someone has been watching their awkward interaction from afar.
"Do you... want to play?"
Her face light up at the invitation. Unfortunately, she left her console at home and that brought her into a small pout.
The male first year noticed the change in her expression so he hesitantly handed her his console where the friend invite page is up.
Y/N stared at it for a moment before realization dawned to her. She tucked the now empty juice box in her blazer's jacket first, wiped her hands in her skirt, then carefully took the console from his hand to type in her user ID. She hand the device back to him with a bow.
"M-my name is L/N F/N. I'll... I'll look forward to playing with you! Bye!"
She jogged away as fast as she could with flushed cheek and her heart pounding on finally talking to someone other than her cousin and her teachers.
The first year just stared at the device in his hand where her user ID is showing in the screen.
"L/N..."
His eyes widened a bit, turning to the direction where she ran off to.
"Looks like you made a new friend, Kenma."
He sighed at hearing the familiar voice approaching him, looking up at his childhood friend who has a smirk on his face.
"You're such a creep, Kuroo."
The bed head second year just chuckled and looked ahead of him.
Kenma can only recognise the smile on his annoying friend's face. Recalling the name of the fellow first year he just encountered.
A/N : This is a chapter from my Wattpad fanfic, Kei's Shortcake. It may contain some spoilers for my other Tsukki fanfic so I highly suggest if you can check that first before reading this (that's only if you would want to check it out, of course :D).
This can still be read as a stand alone anyway so enjoooy! โก
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"Kei-kun! Let's sit over there!"
Y/N pointed to a bench under a shade in the park where they can rest.
Morning walks can be exhausting for her already since she's already on the second half of the second trimester of her pregnancy.
She's already past the morning sickness, but the constant nausea, cravings, and fatigue are still there.
Mood swings are probably the scariest for the first time parent, especially with Kei.
He's never seen his wife's outburst ever since, and surprise was an understatement when Y/N suddenly groaned in irritation, and walk off slamming the door to their room because of a mismatched lid of a food container.
She wants everything to be as organised as possible. Maybe being pregnant triggered her OCD but he knows better than to point that out.
"Waaa~ it's so cool here~"
Y/N sighed in content at the cool shade the tree is giving in a hot summer.
Kei sat down on the free space beside her, handing her bottle of water from the bag that he always bring whenever he's accompanying his wife for her walks and exercises.
After drinking almost half of the water, she tilted her head to look at the clear sky above them. Kei did the same thing and a comfortable silence enveloped the two of them, along with a warm breeze.
"Sora..."
"Hm?"
She turned to her husband in curiosity, taking that opportunity to search in the bag for a box of chocolate coated sticks that he brought for her.
"That'll be her name."
" Her? But we're not sure yet if little Tsukki is a girl or a boy. The doctor said that we can check it again by next month."
Y/N nibbled on one of the chocolate sticks with a hand gently caressing her small bump.
She's right. They don't even know the gender of their little Tsukishima but he already thought of a name, and assumed that their baby is a girl.
Sora. Sky.
If they'll have a daughter, he knows that she'll be as pure and kind-hearted as her mother.
He may betray his wife once the time has come for he's sure that he'll love their Sora more than anyone else in the world.
A mini Kei will be one of the best things too.
But having a little Y/N will not be a bad idea at all.
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"Papaaaaaaa~"
Kei was pulled out of his trance and attention from the bench at the park to his daughter running towards him.
He crouched down to meet her level when she slowed down in front of him.
When Y/N finally came back home, they decided to visit the park to have some quality time with their daughter before work and school starts tomorrow.
She held out her tiny hand to reveal her candy covered in sand, pouting at her dirty candy.
"Mama open the candy but it dropped there..."
She pointed at the sandbox where she just played on with her mama.
"What a bad mama, huh?"
Y/N walked up to them with a similar pout as her daughter on what Kei said.
"I'm not bad, Kei-kun! The wrapper is at fault because it was too hard to open. Anyway, should we get ice cream over there?"
She took the sand covered candy from her daughter's hand then pointed on an ice cream stand just a few feet away.
Sora cheered excitedly as she walk over to the stall with Y/N.
He watched the two of them getting excited over ice cream, with Y/N now carrying Sora so she can watch how the ice cream is being scooped as well.
She seem to notice his eyes on them that she smiled at his direction, followed by Sora with a cone of ice cream in her hand.
"Have ice cream too, papa!"
Kei smiled at the two of them, taking a deep breath before making his way over to his two girls.
"Okay."
Having Y/N and a mini Y/N is surely not a bad thing at all.
You like him, he likes you too. Itโs very obvious to those around you and even to you guys too, but the athletic career you two choose made pursuing a relationship very hard so none of you made a move. Itโs like a silent agreement : โI like you and I know you like me, but I donโt think this relationship would work.โ so instead, you two continued to support eachother.
It should have stay just that, it should have. You donโt want to hurt the other by not being there because of lots of traveling, and long distance relationship didnโt really sound good to you two. But when you found yourself being in the same place as him once again, maybe, just maybe, you think, this relationship might work out.