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[reiners-milkbiddies]

“𝔟𝔯𝔬𝔴𝔫 𝔢𝔶𝔢𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔠𝔨 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔰.”

Lola. Tora’s Babygirl. Togame’s Foot Licker. Lia’s Wifey.

HMU✨ I don’t bite. Unless?

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[reiners-milkbiddies]

holy fuck Togame is so fine 🫦

kazutora if you’re seeing this… I’m sorry lmao

[reiners-milkbiddies]

sick ass foos 🤪🤘🏼

[technicallyburningfury]

The "I broke up with you not because I stopped loving you but because I realized you're too good for me and I'm terrified I'll ruin you, so I let you go thinking I was being noble, and now I'm absolutely drowning in regret and willing to grovel" pipeline. I'm absolutely feral for this. Let's go!!

I picked the ones who'd feel unworthy most viscerally and show how they'd crawl back.

◈ TOKYO MANJI GANG

Mikey

Why he broke up: You were his light. The only person who made the darkness quiet. And that terrified him. He started seeing his own "dark impulse" creep into moments with you—a flash of possessiveness, a nightmare that made him snap awake and check that you were still breathing. He convinced himself it was only a matter of time before he destroyed you like he destroys everything else. So he ended it. Coldly. No explanation that made sense. Just "I can't do this anymore." He walked away before you could see him cry.

The regret: Every day without you is gray. His snacks taste like nothing. Draken notices Mikey staring at nothing, and when asked, Mikey just says, "She's safer now." But he doesn't believe it anymore. He realizes that you made him safer—you were the anchor, not the target. Every girl he sees, he compares to you, and none come close. Your laugh echoes in his head. He finds an old photo of you two and just... stares at it for hours.

Crawling back: He shows up at your door at 3 AM on his bike. No grand speech prepared—he's never been good with words when it matters. His eyes are red-rimmed. He just says, "I thought I was protecting you. But I think I just broke the only thing that was keeping me alive. I know I don't deserve another chance. But I'll spend the rest of my life trying to earn one. Please." He'll wait in the cold all night if you ask him to. He's not leaving without your answer.

Draken (debated a bit to add this cause this guy has Emma)

Why he broke up: Draken's whole identity is built on being the protector, the reliable one, the pillar. But with you, he started feeling... vulnerable. You saw through the tough exterior to the orphaned boy who just wants to be loved. That scared him more than any gang fight. Then he messed up—maybe he was too busy with Toman, missed an important date, or snapped at you from exhaustion. Instead of forgiving himself, he decided you deserved someone without his baggage, someone who could give you a normal life. He ended it with brutal honesty: "You deserve better than a gangster who can't even give you a future. I'm letting you go before I drag you down."

The regret: He functions. He leads. He fights. But Mikey is the first to notice Draken's smiles don't reach his eyes. He still checks your social media from a burner account he'd never admit to having. He fixes bikes and imagines you sitting on the back, arms around his waist. He goes on exactly zero dates. No one is you. No one else has your patience, your laugh, the way you'd trace his tattoo absentmindedly. He realizes that pushing you away wasn't protecting you—it was cowardice dressed up as honor.

Crawling back: He's not the type for big gestures, but he'll show up clean, sober, and with his heart in his throat. He'll knock, and when you open the door, he'll bow his head slightly—Draken, bowing—and say, "I told myself I was being selfless. That was a lie. I was scared. You were the best thing that ever happened to me, and I ran from it. I don't expect you to take me back. But I need you to know... I'll wait. However long it takes. I'm not running again." He hands you a small gift—not expensive, but something deeply personal he remembered you mentioned once, months ago. He remembered everything.

Takemichi. (HINA'S MAN)

Why he broke up: Takemichi's self-esteem is in the gutter. He looked at you—kind, amazing, way out of his league—and a voice in his head (that sounds suspiciously like his own self-doubt) whispered, "She'll realize eventually. You're a crybaby. A nobody. She's just with you out of pity." The thought consumed him. He started overthinking every interaction. Maybe he fumbled something—forgot an anniversary, got flustered when your friends asked what he "does." Instead of communicating, he spiraled and preemptively ended things, giving some shaky, tearful speech about how "you deserve someone who can give you the world" while internally begging you to argue.

The regret: Instant. The moment the words leave his mouth, he wants to take them back. He cries — a lot. Chifuyu and the others have to physically stop him from calling you 47 times. He writes apology letters he never sends. He starts working out, getting a job, trying to become "worthy" of you, but nothing fills the void. He sees couples on the street and physically aches. Hina literally slaps him on the back of the head and tells him to stop being an idiot and go get you back.

Crawling back: It's messy. He shows up out of breath, tears already streaming, with a crumpled bouquet and a speech he rehearsed 100 times but immediately forgets. "I-I know I'm a crybaby and I'm weak and I'm definitely not the coolest guy, but I realized that pushing you away was the dumbest thing I've ever done — and I've done a lot of dumb things! You're the standard. There's no one else. There never will be. I'll spend every day becoming someone worthy of you if you just... give me another chance." He's on his knees before he realizes it. Genuine, pathetic, heartfelt. He means every word.

Baji

Why he broke up: Baji's love language is fighting the world for you. But when things got serious, he looked in the mirror and saw his mother, his circumstances, his feral nature—and decided you deserved a soft, gentle love he wasn't sure he could provide. He's rough. He punches first, asks questions later. What if that roughness spills onto you? He'd rather die than hurt you. So he did the most Baji thing possible: he picked a stupid fight, said things he didn't mean, and stormed off before you could see him break. He told himself it was for your own good.

The regret: He's insufferable. Picking fights with everyone, even more volatile than usual. Chifuyu is exhausted. Kazutora notices Baji staring at his phone, thumb hovering over your contact, before shoving it in his pocket with a growl. He still wears the bracelet you gave him. He sleeps on your old hoodie. His mom asks about you, and he just grunts and leaves the room. He's miserable, and everyone knows it. He realizes he never even gave you a chance to decide if you could handle his life—he decided for you. That's not protecting you. That's just fear.

Crawling back: He shows up with a split lip from a fight he got into on the way, because he's nervous. He just stands at your door, fists clenched, not meeting your eyes. "...I'm an idiot." Pause. "I thought I was doing the right thing. But all I did was make us both miserable. You're the only person who ever made me feel like I wasn't just a wild animal. I'm not asking you to fix me. I'm asking... if you'd let me be yours again. I'll do better. I swear." He finally looks up, and his eyes are wet. Baji. With tears. That's how you know.

Chifuyu

Why he broke up: Chifuyu overthinks everything. He's loyal to a fault, but he also internalizes every failure. When work at the pet shop got stressful, when Toman drama escalated, when he missed a call or forgot a date—he didn't see it as a busy life. He saw it as him failing you. He started pulling away, convinced he wasn't good enough, that you'd eventually leave anyway. So he ended it "first," with some painfully mature, self-sacrificing speech about "not being able to give you the attention you deserve right now" while his heart was screaming.

The regret: He cries into Peke J's fur. He replays every moment of your relationship, cataloging every mistake. He still visits your favorite café, still orders your drink, still looks at the door hoping you'll walk in. He talks about you to Takemichi with this hollow, faraway look. "She was the one, man. And I blew it because I got in my own head." He considers every possible way to fix it but fears it's too late.

Crawling back: He shows up with your favorite coffee order, a handwritten letter, and Peke J in a little bandana that says "Sorry." He doesn't try to be cool. He's just honest. "I convinced myself I wasn't enough for you. That's not your problem to fix—it was mine. But I've realized that losing you didn't make my life easier. It made it empty. You set the standard for what love should feel like, and nothing else comes close. If you can forgive me, I promise to stop making decisions for both of us. Just... let me prove I can be the man you deserve." He's sincere, steady, and already pulling out a small calendar to show you the dates he's kept free for you—just in case.

Kazutora

Why he broke up: This one hurts. Kazutora's trauma runs deep—abandonment, guilt, a fractured sense of self. When he started to fall for you, genuinely fall, a voice in his head (that sounds like his own worst fears) whispered, "You're a murderer. You're broken. She'll see the real you and leave." The paranoia became unbearable. Every kind word from you felt like a lie he didn't deserve. Every happy moment felt borrowed. He couldn't handle the anxiety of waiting for the other shoe to drop. So he dropped it himself. He broke up with you in the most self-destructive way possible—pushing you away with cruel words, making you think he didn't care, because it was easier than admitting he loved you too much to let you stay with someone like him.

The regret: He spirals. Hard. Chifuyu and Baji (in timelines where Baji is alive) find him in a dark place. He doesn't eat. He doesn't sleep. He just stares at walls, muttering that he ruined the only good thing he ever had. The rehabilitation he worked so hard for feels meaningless without you. He keeps your photo. He almost throws it away a dozen times but never can. He realizes, slowly, that breaking up with you wasn't protecting you from his darkness—it was punishing himself, and you became collateral damage.

Crawling back: This takes time. He has to get to a better mental place first—maybe with therapy, maybe with friends forcing him to face his worth. When he finally shows up, he's trembling. His voice cracks. "I... I thought I was saving you from me. But I was just... doing what I always do. Running. Destroying. I know I'm not fixed. I may never be fully fixed. But you made me want to try. You made me believe I could be more than my worst mistake. I'm sorry I hurt you to hurt myself. If you could ever... if there's even a chance..." He can't finish. He hands you a letter—pages and pages of everything he couldn't say. It's signed with a tiger doodle. A small, hopeful smile.

Mitsuya

Why he broke up: Mitsuya carries the weight of the world on his shoulders—his sisters, his dream, his division. He's so used to caring for everyone else that when you started caring for him, he didn't know how to handle it. He felt guilty. He'd come home exhausted from sewing all night and find you'd made dinner, and instead of feeling grateful, he felt like a burden. The breaking point? You sacrificed somethinh—maybe an opportunity, maybe sleep, maybe your own dream—for him, and he couldn't stomach it. He ended things gently, kindly, with some speech about "needing to focus on his family" that even he didn't believe.

The regret: His sewing suffers. His designs are dull, uninspired. Mana and Luna ask about you constantly. "Where's Y/N-nee?" and he has no answer that doesn't make him feel like a failure. He sees a fabric you'd love and buys it on instinct, then stares at it for an hour. He realizes that you never made him feel like a burden—he did that to himself. You chose him every day, and he threw it away because he didn't know how to be chosen.

Crawling back: He knits you something. Of course he does. A sweater, or a scarf, in your favorite color, with a detail only you would understand—an inside joke woven into the pattern. He shows up with it folded neatly in his hands. "I'm not good at letting people take care of me. I convinced myself that accepting your love meant I was failing you somehow. But losing you taught me what failure actually feels like. You're the standard, not just for a partner, but for the kind of person I want to be. If you'll have me back, I promise to learn how to be loved. Starting now." He's calm but his hands shake slightly. The sweater fits you perfectly

Hakkai

Why he broke up: Hakkai's trauma with his brother left him with a warped sense of his own worth. He sees himself as weak, a coward, someone who needs protecting—not someone who can protect. When your relationship deepened, he panicked. What could he possibly offer you? His brother's abuse, his shyness, his inability to even order food without stuttering? He started pulling back, canceling dates, giving one-word replies. Then he ended it entirely, with a barely-audible "You can do better than me" and ran before you could argue.

The regret: Yuzuha finds him crying in his room. He won't talk to anyone. He watches your social media from afar, seeing you move on (or trying to), and it kills him. He starts training harder, trying to become "worthy," but the motivation is hollow. Mitsuya gently tells him that strength isn't just physical, and Hakkai breaks down. "She was the first person who made me feel brave. And I pushed her away because I'm a coward."

Crawling back: He's shaking like a leaf. Yuzuha probably had to shove him toward your door. He can barely look at you. "I-I know I said... that you deserved better. And I still think that. But... but I realized... I want to be better. For you. If you'll let me." He holds out a small, nervous bouquet—he remembered your favorite flowers. "I'm sorry I was too scared to believe someone like you could love someone like me. I'll spend every day proving I'm worth the chance you gave me." He flinches, expecting rejection. If you say yes, he'll cry—but happy tears this time.

Sanzu

Why he broke up: Sanzu's "unworthiness" is tangled with obsession and self-destruction. He genuinely believes he's a monster—the drugs, the violence, the things he's done for Mikey. But then there was you. You looked at him like he was human. It terrified him. He became paranoid that he'd taint you, that his darkness would swallow you whole. In a rare moment of fractured, twisted clarity, he broke up with you—not gently, but with manic intensity, screaming that you needed to "stay away from me before I destroy you too." He disappeared. No contact. Like he never existed.

The regret: He's worse. Much worse. The drugs don't numb the absence of you. He stalks your social media obsessively. He has photos of you he shouldn't have. He follows you from a distance, just to make sure you're safe, muttering that this is the only way he can "love" you now. But it's eating him alive. He realizes that pushing you away didn't save you—it just left him in hell alone. The scars on his mouth ache when he remembers your kisses.

Crawling back: This is dangerous and unhinged, but genuine. He shows up somewhere he knows you'll be—not in a threatening way, but in a desperate, shaky one. His eyes are wild. His voice is raw. "I tried. I tried to let you go. But I can't. You're the only thing that makes the noise stop. I know I'm broken. I know I'm not what you deserve. But I'll do anything. I'll stop... I'll try to stop... just please. Please don't leave me in the dark." He's on the edge. Your answer could pull him back or push him over. He knows it. You know it. It's terrifying and heartbreaking. (Proceed with caution, but the love is real.)

◈ BLACK DRAGON

Inupi (Seishu Inui)

Why he broke up: Inupi's loyalty is his defining trait, but it's also his curse. He's spent his life serving others—Koko, Black Dragon, a ghost of the past. When he fell for you, he couldn't reconcile it. He felt like he was betraying his "purpose." More than that, he looked at his scarred face and his messy history and thought, "She deserves someone unmarked by all this." So he ended it quietly. No drama. Just "I'm not good for you. I'm sorry." And he walked away with the same stoic expression he wears into battle.

The regret: The scar on his face has never bothered him as much as it does now. He catches his reflection and thinks of you. He still visits the places you went together, sitting alone, saying nothing. Koko is the only one who notices something's off. "You look like you're mourning." Inupi doesn't deny it. He realizes that he's spent his whole life being loyal to causes—and you were the first person who ever felt like a cause worth putting himself first for. And he threw it away.

Crawling back: He doesn't call first. He just appears, leaning against your building, looking like he's been standing there for hours. "I've been an idiot." He speaks plainly, no excuses. "I thought I was being loyal to my path by pushing you away. But my path doesn't mean anything without you on it. You're not a distraction from my purpose. You are my purpose. If you can forgive me, I'll never make that mistake again." He reaches out, hesitant, his scarred face vulnerable in a way he never lets anyone see. His hand trembles. He'll wait forever for your answer.

Koko (Hajime Kokonoi)

Why he broke up: Koko's trauma revolves around money, loss, and the inability to save the people he loves. Akane's death shattered him. When you came along and started to heal those cracks, it triggered a panic response. He started obsessing over "providing" for you, drowning in work, treating the relationship like an investment he was failing. Then one day, he snapped. He told you he couldn't "afford" to love you—not financially, but emotionally. He couldn't risk losing someone again. So he preemptively ended it, cold and clinical, like terminating a contract. He was trying to protect himself, not realizing he was breaking you instead.

The regret: Money loses its appeal. He makes more than ever, and it means nothing. He sits in his expensive apartment, surrounded by wealth, and feels utterly bankrupt. He still keeps your photo in his wallet. He still calculates dates like anniversaries in his head. Inupi tells him, bluntly, "You didn't lose her. You pushed her away. There's a difference." That hits Koko harder than any fist. He realizes he's been so terrified of losing you to tragedy that he caused the tragedy himself.

Crawling back: He shows up in a designer suit, looking immaculate but hollow. He can't meet your eyes at first. "I'm aware this is a bad investment pitch. But I have to try." Then he drops the business metaphor and his voice cracks. "I was so afraid of losing you that I made sure it happened on my terms. I convinced myself I wasn't worthy of being loved after... after Akane. But you loved me anyway, and I punished you for it. You're the standard. There's no one else. I've checked. I'll always check, and it'll always be you. Please. Let me reinvest in us. I promise the returns will be better this time." He's trying to make you smile with the financial joke, but his eyes are terrified. He slides a small box across the table—not a ring (too soon), but a key. To his place. "This is yours. It always was. I was just too scared to admit it."

◈ TENJIKU

Izana Kurokawa

Why he broke up: Izana's abandonment issues are so severe that genuine love feels like a trap. When things with you got real—when he started to actually need you—his trauma screamed "Run before they leave you first." He became volatile, testing you with cruelty, waiting for you to break. When you didn't, when you stayed soft and loving, it confused him so deeply that he panicked. He ended it in the worst way possible: coldly, with a twisted smile, saying something like "I'm bored of you"— a lie so transparent it was practically a cry for help. He wanted you to hate him, because hatred was familiar. Love was terrifying.

The regret: He's a king without a kingdom. Everything tastes like ash. Kakucho watches him spiral—reckless fights, sleepless nights, staring at the horizon like you'll appear. He still wears a bracelet you gave him. He still whispers your name when he's half-asleep. He finally breaks down to Kakucho: "I did it again. I destroyed the only good thing I had because I don't know how to keep anything." He realizes that you weren't trying to trap him—you were trying to free him. And he locked the door from the inside.

Crawling back: He doesn't know how to apologize. He's never learned. So he just shows up, looking regal and shattered all at once. He doesn't speak for a long moment. Then, quietly, without his usual arrogance: "I told you I was bored. That was a lie. I was terrified. Everyone I've ever loved has either left or died. I thought if I pushed you away first, it wouldn't hurt as much. I was wrong. It hurts more. Because this time, it was my fault." He sinks to his knees—King Izana, on his knees. "I don't know how to be loved. But I want to learn. Only from you. If you'll teach me. Please." He looks up, and there's no mask left. Just a broken boy who found something worth changing for.

Kakucho

Why he broke up: Kakucho has spent his life as the loyal soldier, the protector, the one who stands behind someone else's dream. When he fell for you, he started to imagine his own future for the first time—and it scared him. He felt selfish. He felt undeserving. The scar on his face, his half-blindness, his bloody history—what could he offer you? Then you had a moment of danger, maybe a close call he couldn't prevent, and he internalized it as his failure. He broke up with you the next day, saying, "I can't protect you and I can't give you the life you deserve. Find someone whole." He didn't cry in front of you. He waited until you left.

The regret: Izana notices. Kakucho is even more silent than usual, more reckless in fights, like he's looking for a punch he won't get up from. He visits your favorite places, always at a distance, just to catch a glimpse. He still has a photo of you two together—one of the only times he's genuinely smiling. He realizes that "whole" was never what you wanted. You wanted him. And he threw it away out of pride disguised as selflessness.

Crawling back: He shows up with a single flower and a speech he practiced a thousand times. "I told you to find someone whole. But I've realized... I was never whole until you. You saw past the scars and the violence and you loved the man underneath. I pushed you away because I thought it was noble. It wasn't. It was cowardice. I'm not asking for you to fix me. I'm asking for the chance to stand beside you again. I'll never walk away from you a second time. I swear it on my life." He offers the flower with a steady hand but vulnerable eyes. If you take it, the relief on his face could light up a city.

Ran Haitani

Why he broke up: Ran is charm and deflection. He's never let anyone past the surface. But you got there. You saw the emptiness behind the smirk, and instead of running, you stayed. That terrified him. He started making cutting jokes, deflecting affection, testing your limits. When he realized he was actually in love—genuinely, vulnerably in love—he sabotaged it. He picked a fight, said something flippant and cruel, and walked away like it meant nothing. He told Rindo later, "It's better this way. She deserves someone who isn't a performance." He almost believed it.

The regret: The smirk is gone. Rindo notices his brother is sharper, colder, but also... sadder. Ran still goes to the same bars, still orders the same drinks, still looks at the empty seat beside him. He has a photo of you saved, and sometimes he just stares at it, no quips, no jokes. Rindo finally says, "You're miserable. Go fix it." Ran laughs hollowly. "What if I can't?" But he knows he has to try.

Crawling back: He shows up with that lazy, disarming smile, but it falters quickly. "I'm supposed to be good with words. I'm drawing a blank." He runs a hand through his hair, genuinely nervous. "I've spent my whole life treating everything like a game. You were never a game. That's why I ran. You were real, and I didn't know what to do with real. I convinced myself you deserved better than a shallow Roppongi playboy. But I've realized... I wasn't shallow with you. I was the realest I've ever been. And I threw it away. If you let me back in, I promise no more performances. Just me. The me that loves you." He reaches out, palm up, no baton, no weapon, no defense. Just an open hand.

Rindo Haitani

Why he broke up: Rindo has always been in Ran's shadow, and his identity is tangled in being the "younger brother." When he fell for you, a new identity emerged—yours. And it felt amazing. Until the insecurity crept in. She'll realize Ran is more charming. She'll get bored of me. I'm just the second choice. He started acting out, getting jealous over nothing, picking fights. Then, in a moment of self-sabotaging stupidity, he broke up with you, accusing you of "wanting his brother"—a lie his own brain manufactured. He regretted it the instant he saw your face.

The regret: He's a mess. Ran finds him listening to sad music, staring at the ceiling. "I ruined it. She was the one, and I ruined it because I'm an insecure idiot." Ran tries to comfort him, but Rindo won't hear it. He stalks your social media, sees you hanging out with friends, and spirals. He starts working on himself—not for revenge, but because he wants to be someone you could be proud of. But he's terrified it's too late.

Crawling back: He's awkward, shuffling his feet, unable to meet your eyes. "I said some really stupid things. Things that weren't true. You never wanted Ran. You wanted me. And I couldn't believe that, because I've never been anyone's first choice. But you... you made me feel like I was. And I threw it away because I was scared. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. If you give me another chance, I'll spend every day making sure you know you're my first choice. Always." He holds out a small gift—your favorite candy, the cheap kind you mentioned once. He remembered. He remembers everything.

◈ BRAHMAN

Senju Kawaragi

Why she broke up: Senju carries the weight of leadership, morality, and her brother's legacy. She's used to being the strong one, the decision-maker, the untouchable. But with you, she was soft. She let her guard down. And then someone in Brahman made a comment—"The leader's distracted. Maybe it's because of that partner of hers." Senju panicked. She convinced herself her love for you was a liability, not just to her, but to you. If enemies knew, you'd be a target. So she ended it, with a cold formality that was completely unlike her. "I need to focus on Brahman. This is over." She didn't even cry until she was alone.

The regret: Brahman thrives, but Senju withers. She throws herself into missions with reckless abandon. Benkei and Wakasa exchange looks. Takeomi finally corners her. "You're punishing yourself." She breaks down. "I thought I was protecting her. But I just hurt the person I love most. What kind of leader does that?" She keeps your photo in her room, hidden under her pillow. She still texts you paragraphs she never sends. She realizes that being "untouchable" was never strength—it was loneliness disguised as duty.

Crawling back: She comes alone, no Brahman escorts, no leader aura. Just Senju. "I gave you a speech about duty. It was a lie. I was scared. Scared that loving you made me weak, when really... it made me stronger than any fight ever could. I'm so used to protecting everyone that I forgot you were never a threat. You were my safe place. And I destroyed it. If you can ever forgive me, I'll spend the rest of my life being your safe place too. No more walls. Just us." She holds out her hand—the same hand that throws punches powerful enough to crack concrete—trembling, waiting, hoping.

[adreamingsinner]

It started slowly, so insignificant that no one even noticed how or rather why he'd skip a few Toman meetings from time to time. His friends were quick to adapt to his absence, knowing how impulsively chaotic he is, they figured he'd probably be up to some kind of mischief– he is Keisuke Baji after all.

However, it became more obvious. Chifuyu found it quite unusual for Baji to go to school early and he was nowhere to be found during lunch break. Not only that but his grades were suddenly getting better.

The founders of Toman noticed his strange shift in behavior as well. Whenever they went out together Mitsuya would catch Baji staring at the flowers displayed outside a particular flower shop a little too long. Draken noticed too how the jewelry shop seemed all too interesting to him.

And one day Kazutora ran into Baji buying chocolates, candies and all the sugary stuff he sweared were too sweet for him. "They're not mine," he said but refused to tell whom he bought them for.

Though he denied it, the others already knew that he was in love. Chifuyu even caught him walking you home while carrying your bag. The sweet snacks he bought in your hand and the flower he'd been eyeing for weeks in your other hand.

Yeah, Baji was in love.

[thisisntasa]

sum manjiro moments from a yume-comic i'm making on insta and a lil izana doodle i really liked ≧◡≦

[iamk1llua]

“Mistakes” with Ran Haitani : Chapter 10

synopsis: you only agreed to go on a date with ran so he’d finally leave you alone, but you’re caught completely off guard after he asks you to help him remember a past that you’re still angry at and as if the night couldn’t get any worse—the two of you run into a familiar face, and the last person you ever expected to see.

word count: 4k

author’s notes: i was planning on posting this tmr but i just couldn’t wait anymore >< !! i enjoyed myself waayy too much while writing this chapter, honestly the most fun i’ve had. i hope you enjoy reading!! so much love for everyone who is still keeping up with this fic T^T

fanart: nanxran on x

prev chap.

MDI

“will you help me remember?”

you freeze, staring up at ran with wide eyes. your legs starting to feel like jelly under his touch, and your mind is spinning so fast you can’t even form a coherent thought.

he’s an insufferable man who has been haunting you since the day you met him and he never fails to make your blood boil like no one else can.

and yet… when he’s this close, you hate how easily your heart betrays you.

when you finally snap out of your daze, you yank your hand free and shove him back.

“tch.” you click your tongue in annoyance, brushing yourself off as if it’ll erase the lingering warmth of his touch. “would it kill you to stop randomly touching people?”

he just stands there, completely dumbfounded and blinking at you in quiet surprise.

“pfft—” he bursts out laughing before wiping at an imaginary tear. “wow. you really have changed.”

damn… and here he was, genuinely trying to be serious with you just a moment ago.

“by the way,” you shoot back, pointing an accusatory finger at him, “you’ll get a lot more help from someone if you stop harassing them.”

his gaze flicks from your finger, then back to your face before a wicked smirk spreads across his lips.

“…oh? and, how exactly am i supposed to get their attention if they keep avoiding me?”

you scoff, folding your arms. “then you leave them alone!”

he leans in a little, eyes glinting with mischief. “what if i don’t want to?”

your jaw drops slightly, face contorting in disgust. “ugh, this is exactly why everyone says rin has better qualities than you.”

ran pauses, just for a second. his brow arches, curiosity hitting him like a damn truck.

“yeah?” he says, his voice low and teasing. “like what, exactly?”

you turn away from him, crossing your arms tightly over your chest. “rin has always had a good heart. he knows just what to say when someone’s down, and he actually cares about other people’s feelings. unlike you, who only ever thinks about himself.”

ran bursts out laughing, clutching his stomach like you’ve just told the joke of the year. “rin? caring about other people’s feelings?”

your eye twitches. his laughter irritating the fuck out of you and it takes all of your self-control to not pounce at him and strangle that stupid grin right off his face.

when ran’s laughter finally fades, his voice softens—still teasing, but laced with something you can’t quite place. “you must be mistaken, y/n. it’s not other people’s feelings rin cares about…it’s you.”

his words hit harder than they should, heat suddenly floods your cheeks and your stomach does that familiar little flip every girl knows all too well about.

now, you’re really really regretting coming here with him.

you should’ve known better. this jerk just wants to mess with you. he’s not even trying to hide it anymore, he’s straight up laughing in your face.

has he actually gone insane? or was this his plan all along? did he drag you out here just to play around with you?

"…ran?"

you turn your head toward the familiar voice and your stomach instantly drops.

standing a few feet away is kakucho’s sister...ran’s ex-girlfriend or whatever their relationship was. you’re still not even sure what happened between them.

ran seems to recognize her voice too. you can see it in the way his posture suddenly stiffens. but, instead of turning around to face her, he suddenly wraps his arms around you again.

you freeze, your brain short-circuiting.

w-what the fuck is this idiot doing?

a rush of panic washes over you, so intense that you genuinely feel like you might throw up. you attempt to wriggle out of ran’s hold but his grip only tightened.

what’s wrong with this guy? why won’t he let go?

his ex-girlfriend is literally right there—watching, but he doesn’t even have the decency to acknowledge her.

“a-are you fucking crazy? let you go!” you exclaim, finally managing to break free from his embrace as you turn to her.

her eyes narrow at you as she studies you. when she finally recognizes you, her eyes slightly widen as her lips part in surprise.

she’s seen you before…oh right, you’re the girl who once drove her to rindou’s party and also her brother’s ‘friend’.

but now she’s wondering what the hell were you doing wrapped up in ran’s arms and more importantly…who you are to him?

ran exhales, finally turning to face her with a bright smile. “long time no see. didn’t expect to run into you here.”

as you watch the two of them talk, that unsettling twist in your stomach starts to stir up again.

it’s probably just guilt. yeah, that has to be it.

after all, you are the girl ran cheated on her with. though you briefly remember rin coming over to your place awhile ago, explaining the fucked up situation between her and ran.

he said something about her cheating on him first…but still, everything just feels so wrong. not to mention she’s kakucho’s sister, damn it! damn it all.

you shouldn’t have gotten involved, you should’ve stayed out of it. why did you answer his call that night? why didn’t you just leave him the fuck alone?

“…so, what’re you doing here?” mai asks, her voice calm but you can’t ignore the obvious glare she throws at you here and there as she speaks with ran.

honestly, you can’t blame her.

“me?” ran says, stepping behind you as he rests his hands lightly onto your shoulders. “i’m actually on a date with this cutie.”

you nearly choke at his words.

why is his tone so arrogant towards her? has rin not told him about the way he fucked her over?

you shoot him a glare, but he just smiles down at you like this is all some big joke. he’s being way too nonchalant and annoyingly casual that it makes you want to scream.

before you can say anything, he starts nudging you forward. “anyway, great seeing you! but we really should get going.”

“h-hey! wait, i didn’t even get to talk to her—would you stop pushing me?!” you shout, elbowing him hard.

he stops, raising an eyebrow. “what’s so important that you’d interrupt our date to talk to her?”

“huh? why do i have to tell you?”

he doesn’t answer.

you let out a frustrated sigh. “look, i don’t know what happened between you two and i don’t care that you broke up, but you can’t just ignore her…a–and i know i was partially at fault for—”

he suddenly grabs your cheeks, squishing them together so your words turn into muffled nonsense.

“just so you know,” he says with that all knowing smug smirk, “you’re cute when you ramble on and on… but it’s annoying when you keep talking about someone else on our date.”

…huh?

your brain short-circuits again, cheeks puffed in his grip as his grin widens. he’s genuinely enjoying how flustered you look.

before you can protest, he grabs your wrist and starts pulling you along. “now come on, before all the lines get full.”

“wait—!”

you glance over your shoulder, trying to catch a glimpse of mai but she’s already fading from view as ran drags you further away.

it’s not like you want to be here. the only reason you even agreed to this stupid ‘date’ was to get him off your back.

you usually wouldn’t waste a second on someone like ran but mai’s your friend’s sister.

you’re fully aware that what happened between her and ran isn’t any of your business, but guilt still gnaws at you because you still feel like you’re somewhat to blame for their break-up.

ran finally stops in front of a food stand, finally letting go of your wrist.

you scoff at the way he leans forward with his hands shoved into his pockets as he studies the menu so intensely, it’s almost comedic.

the steam rising from the food makes everything smell way too good. you honestly don’t want to be here but your stomach might betray you at any moment.

you’re still thinking about what before, but if you’re going to talk to mai then you’ll do it another time… when this idiot isn’t glued to your side.

even if it’s too late, you’ll find her again and you’ll apologize properly to her. you know that won’t make anything better, you’re not even expecting her to forgive you but it’s just something you need to do or else you’ll drown in guilt.

ran turns around to you, holding two sticks of takoyaki. “here.” he says, already chewing on one. “eat it. it’s soo good.”

you stubbornly cross your arms, you lift your chin in defiance. “no thanks—” but before you can even blink, he just shoves the food right into your mouth.

you freeze, your eyes wide in pure disbelief.

“stop being so difficult.” he says with a teasing grin. “you just got off work. i know you’re starving right now.”

you blink in a few times before snatching the stick from his hand. “i hope you know i’m not paying for this.”

he groans.

“there you go again.” he says, reaching out to grab your face in one hand once again. his palm warm against your skin as he squishes your cheeks together, forcing your lips into a pout. “always running your mouth about the dumbest shit.”

you stare at him, completely mortified and for some reason this jerk still has the audacity to smile.

you slap his hand away, glaring daggers at him. “stop that.”

he chuckles lowly. he leans back a little, still holding that insufferable grin that says he’s way too pleased with himself.

ran then looks around the amusement park, a faint smile tugs at his lips as old memories from his high school days flood back to him. it honestly feels like it wasn’t too long ago since he came here with you and rin.

three reckless teenagers who stumbled upon this place by accident after getting lost in the same city where all of you grew up in.

he can’t remember every detail but he remembers how life felt so much easier back then.

ran’s gaze land back on you, and he just stares at the way you tilt your head back slightly to watch the ferris wheel spin as you take another bite of the takoyaki.

the noise, the crowd, the music and everything else around him start to fade.

for ran, only this moment exists—the evening glow illuminating your soft features, the neon lights dancing against your hair, the scent of the night air and you, standing beneath it all.

he feels like he could ruin this moment just by breathing a bit too loud. it makes him wonder… has it always felt this good just being around you?

how did things get so complicated? how did you and him stop talking? why did you and rin start drifting apart?

he just doesn’t know and it’s partially why it’s driving him mad. that, and him being told that he’s suffering from amnesia.

“oops.” ran says suddenly, he reaches a hand toward your face. “looks like you’ve got a little something stuck on your—”

you slap his hand away before he can even touch you as you wipe your mouth with a small huff.

“i can get it myself.” you snap. “don’t touch me.”

you glance at your hand but you find nothing on it. not a single trace of sauce. you wipe your mouth again, still nothing.

when you finally look up at him, you’re met with that infuriatingly smug smirk that exists only to get under your skin.

oh, how funny. there was never anything on your mouth. he’s just trying to tease you since you told him not to touch you. this jerk just wanted to see your reaction to his childish antics.

“you’re such a dick, you know that?” you say, scowling.

ran chuckles in amusement, his shoulders rising in a lazy shrug. “didn’t think you’d fall for it.”

you grit your teeth.

“i didn’t fall for anything. i just didn’t want you touching me again.”

he leans in just a little, his voice dipping lower. “hmm. i’m starting to like your little jabs at me.”

“you’re sick.” you spat, turning away before walking off.

you roll your eyes when you hear him laughing behind you as he jogs after you.

this man seriously doesn’t know when to quit. maybe you should’ve thrown yourself out the car door on your way here when you had the chance.

you just want to go home… every minute around him feels like slow torture and it’s making your head dizzy.

if there’s anyone you’d rather be here with, it’d be with rin but apparently the universe hates you and sent this lunatic instead to bring you back to this wonder of a place.

what a pain in the fucking ass.

the silence between you and ran lingers for what feels like forever as the two of you walk through the amusement park.

“special drinks for couples!” a man shouts cheerfully, approaching you and ran. he holds up two transparent plastic cups filled with what looks like something fizzy and fruit coloured. “sweet, cold, and perfect for the evening!”

ran immediately waves him off. “we’re good here.”

your curiosity gets the better of you as you lean forward to inspect the drinks in the vendor’s hands. “wait—what are they?”

“just a little something to make your night brighter.” he replies with a wink.

now anybody who had half a brain would know what the vendor was trying to hint at, but you? you’re completely oblivious, and a little too curious.

you grab the cup from his hand. you take a sip before ran has a chance to talk you out of it.

the taste is sugary, and tangy. it taste almost like fruit juice but it also has a faint burn you can’t quite place but it’s damn good.

“this is way better than i thought!” you exclaim, turning to the vendor with wide-eyed excitement. “how many can i get?”

“take as many as you’d like! i’ve got plenty.” he replies with cheerful enthusiasm.

a mischievous smirk tugs at your lips as you glance over your shoulder.

ran stares back at you with a raised brow, though you can’t miss the hint of amusement in his eyes.

“perfect. i’ll take a few.” you say as you point your finger at him. “oh, and this guy will be paying for it all.”

the vendor laughs, he nods his head eagerly. “of course, miss!”

ran walks up beside you, reaching for the cup in your hand. his voice calm and soft. “you might want to watch what you’re drinking—”

you pull your hand back quickly, eyes narrowing in mock suspicion. “sorry, not sharing. if you want one so bad, buy your own. i mean, since we’re on a date, the guy usually pays for everything, right?”

he lets out a low chuckle, handing a few notes to the vendor. “yes, ma’am.”

he watches you happily scoop up three cups for yourself then handing him the fourth cup for him to hold since your hands are full.

you shoot him a sharp look to make your point across that he’s not allowed to have any.

if you’re going to survive this so called ‘date’ ran forced you into, then you might as well make it worth your time.

drain his wallet and call it a night. it’s your simple yet very childish plan to get back at him.

except… when you finished the last drink after snatching it from ran’s hand—the world suddenly seems all fuzzy to the point where you feeel nauseous.

now, you’re hunched over a bush and any dignity you had left is being thrown up onto the ground while ran lazily pats your back.

“ugh… i didn’t know fruit juice could go bad. that vendor scammed me.” you groan.

ran chuckles. it’s fucking adorable that you’re complaining about being scammed when he was the one that paid for it.

“that’s because it wasn’t fruit juice. it was alcohol.”

you blink up at him, annoyed about the fact that he’s still wearing that idiotic smile while he’s tracing gentle circles on your back.

“all done, princess? or do you need a minute before i carry you back home?”

“you’re enjoying this aren’t you?” you mumble, glaring up at him. “seeing me all weak and pathetic like this.”

ran’s brows knit together in confusion before crossing his arms. “you think too lowly of me, y/n.”

you scoff, wobbling slightly on your feet as you let out a soft hiccup. “yeah, right… and whose fault is that?”

he doesn’t answer you.

you’re just about to make another smart-arse remark but ran suddenly slides his arms beneath your knees and back. in one swift motion, ran scoops you up with ease before walking down the dimly lit path.

your face immediately burns up, high enough to give you a fever. you can’t tell if it’s from the alcohol still buzzing through your veins or from the way he picked you up as if you weigh absolutely nothing.

ran glances down at your flushed face, which he finds absolutely so cute. his grin softens before adjusting his hold, lifting you just enough so your eyes meet his.

“why’re you so quiet now?” he teases as he leans in a little further. “where’d all those little jabs of yours go? don’t tell me you’ve run out of comebacks already?”

you instantly lean back in his arms, fists curling against his chest. “t-that’s because you—you just picked me up out of nowhere!”

you glare at the way his laugh rolls out easily, it’s deep and almost…warm?

you’d do anything to regain enough energy to actually fight out of his hold but between the dizziness and the embarrassing warmth in your chest, you can barely keep your head up.

you haven’t even had the chance to take any revenge on him by ‘draining his pockets’ like you said you would and now, here you are… being carried back to the car by the same man who you’re supposed to outsmart.

you know you’d rather be at home, but he’s been teasing you the whole night until your cheeks burned. it’s just not fair.

… when do you get to win for once?

it’s unbelievably quiet, too quiet.

the only sound that can be heard are the distant laughter of other people, the sound of ran’s steady footsteps and the soft thud of his heartbeat beneath your palm.

what’s pissing you off even more is that his heartbeat is steady beneath your ear. it’s way too calm for someone who practically just kidnapped you.

something about this moment makes your chest ache. it’s probably because for the first time, in such a long time, it feels like the old ran.

the teenage ran, the ran you so badly wish to forget and the ran you fell deeply and hopelessly in love with.

you’re praying that it’s just the alcohol that’s making your heart feel as though you’re seventeen again.

as ran gets to the amusement park gates, the ferris wheel catches your eye—it’s lights shimmering against the dark sky, spinning slowly above the crowd.

you tug at his shirt, just enough to make him look down at you. “i’m not ready to go home yet.” you murmur, pointing to it. “let’s go on that.”

he follows your finger, then looks back at you with one brow raised. “you can barely stand, but you want to ride that?”

you turn your face away, only because you don’t want to have to keep staring into those stupid fucking eyes and you’d rather jump off a cliff then let him see how red your face is.

“only for a little bit. if i get in the car now… i might—“ you pause, lowering your voice. “…vomit on your seats.”

ran laughs, causing you to clutch his shirt tighter when you feel the way his chest rises and falls.

“normally, i wouldn’t give in to such lame excuses.” he says, his voice still teasing you. “but you make it really hard to say no.”

he then heads toward the glowing wheel. you cover your face in embarrassment while he ignores the stares and whispers from everyone.

fuck, any more of this and you feel like you might actually pass out.

awhile later…

you’re now sitting inside one of the small ferris wheel cars. your elbows rest on your knees with your chin in your hands while you stare at the city lights stretched below.

across from you, ran silently observes you, watching you through half-lidded eyes. he’s not sure if he should talk or just let you enjoy this ride on your own.

you probably won’t even believe him when he tells you that he’s never been on one of these before. the last time he was here with you and his brother—he let you and rin ride it together while he had to go ‘do something’.

he knows how much of a dick he has been to you. he’s heard it all from rin, and he’s supposed to be trying to get his memories back… just exactly how much did he miss?

“why did you ignore her?” you ask, breaking the silence first.

“…you’re still thinking about that, huh?”

you bite your lip. your gaze still fixed on the city lights below. you know it’s none of your business…but you just can’t seem to let it go.

“she obviously still has feelings for you.” your brows knitting together as the image of mai’s expression flashes in your mind. that look on her face when she saw you with him… you know that look and you know exactly how she feels. hell, you’ve felt it for years. “why are you such an asshole towards girls that like you?”

fuck, you can’t stop talking.

“…why do you have to be such a clueless jerk?”

ran leans forward, his elbows on his knees and his eyes locked on you. “is that what you really think of me?”

jeez. how hard did this guy hit his head?

even if he’s lost his memories, surely he should be able to remember how much of an asshole he’s always been.

you honestly don’t know how mai was able to put up with him for so long… but then again you don’t really know what was happening behind closed doors.

you snap your head toward him with a scowl on your face. “of course that’s what i think of you! must be nice, huh? always the one doing the rejecting instead of the one being rejected.”

ran goes completely silent, and it annoys the fuck out of you.

you let out a hard sigh before confidently standing up as your clench your fists tightly while glaring down at him—his eyes flick up to you.

fuck trying to drain his pockets, screw all of that. this is the only way to win against someone like him.

you plant your hands on his chest, using all of your weight to push him further back in his seat. his eyes immediately widened, his muscles instantly stiffened under your touch and his lips parting in surprise as his hands stays awkwardly in the air.

you slowly close your eyes, leaning in even further until your lips hover over his—just barely a breath apart.

ran just sits in complete shock, eyes blown wide, the tip of his ears shifting to a slight shade of red and his heart practically leaping out of his chest… huh, so this is the only thing that’ll break his cocky composure?

finally, you thought. this is payback for all the teasing. well, that’s what you think—until he suddenly grabs hold of your face with both hands.

“…time out.” he says with a low but strained tone. it takes literally every ounce of his willpower not to lose his mind completely. “…i think that’s enough excitement for tonight.”

“huuuh? but i was just getting start—“ you stop mid sentence as your hand slaps over your mouth.

ran’s flustered face turns into a horrid one in record time but before he can say or do anything… you let out a small groan as you double over his lap.

he just stares, completely and utterly defeated.

…you’re kidding.

chapter eleven coming soon!!

more author’s notes: i actually have so much planned for upcoming chaps!! there are two major characters i want to introduce y’all to and believe me when i say it’s going to get so much more chaotic when they arrive and you’ll see why ~ i’m getting hard just thinking ab it (i’m a girl) lol. also, it’s so crazy to think about the fact that i’ve been writing this fic for such a long time now. so so so grateful to my loyal readers who have been supporting this fic since early 2024!!! annnd so so so much love to everyone who’s still keeping up T^T you guys are absolutely amazing!! stay tuned for more ~ !

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Thinking about reader and Baji absolutely wrecking Kazutora's motorcycle just to surprise him with a new one, but not before letting him crash out and cry over his motorcycle being ruined and gaslighting him into thinking it was his fault it was broken.

"You should've been doing regular maintenance on it man." "Yeah Tora, it was busted up pretty bad already."

"I'm gonna kill both of you with my bare hands."

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this is why you got stabbed baji 💀

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dare I suggest sadistic rindou and his wrestling & Joint-Lock but him using it against reader in sex but only as a tease

Sadist!Rindou x Reader

♡ NSFW, fem reader, mention of soft sex, rough teasing, wrestling in bed but he does it mainly to piss you off ♡

note: lowkey him and Ran are both sadists, they always look like they genuinely enjoy beating the dogshit out of people lmao, Nahoya too, bunch of demons frfr (gotta write for the twins some more, they're so cute it makes me mad)

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💙 Sadist!Rindou who always starts sex off as normally and vanilla as possible, but who quickly shifts the tone into something more playful (and a little malicious)

💙 Sadist!Rindou who isn't above putting you in a chokehold if he's fucking you from the back, if anything, you're signing up for a wrestling match if you agree to doggy with him

"C'mon pretty girl, are you gonna tap out or cum first?"

💙 Sadist!Rindou who will joint lock your legs so he can hit deeper angles despite you arguing with him that your legs don't extend that far

"What do you mean they don't go that far? Well they do now."

💙 Sadist!Rindou who promises not to get rough until he does and you end up on the floor beside the bed, tangled up in the blankets

"You okay down there princess? Is the floor comfy?"

💙 Sadist!Rindou who feels a teeny bit bad, but not bad enough to not pull some bullshit the next time you're together

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Throwing this here.... Rindou with a mommy kink

Rindou w/ a Mommy Kink

♡ NSFW, fem reader, lowkey sub!Rindou, mommy kink obvi, oral -> male receiving, soft sex + riding so top!reader, overstimulation + slight orgasm denial, implied unprotected sex, crying and begging ♡

note: life has been lifing, I feel like I should make like an official post about why I've been gone, but I don't think it's really necessary and also no one is going to read it lol, thanks for requesting kitty Kat, I hope you and your baby are doing well and it's wild you made this request because I was literally just thinking about Rindou 🤭 and I still have a request in my drafts but I can't bring myself to do it yet 😭 sorry to the anon who requested it

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💙 Rindou who doesn't necessarily like being vulnerable with anyone, especially you

💙 Rindou who has to restrain himself from cumming inside you the first time you ride him, gripping your waist as he desperately tries to ground himself and act like you aren't affecting him as badly as you are

💙 Rindou who audibly whimpers when you lean down and plant a sloppy kiss on his mouth

💙 Rindou who feels his entire face burning with embarrassment when the "mommy" slips out of his mouth

"Please forget I said that y/n!"

💙 Rindou who gets a tad bit frustrated when you tease him about it, but whose frustration disappears when he feels your pussy clench around him

💙 Rindou who moans like a slut when he finally cums inside you + Rindou who feels tears brimming in the corners of his eyes as you keep riding him through his orgasm

"Please mommy...please let me cum again."

💙 Rindou who groans in frustration when you stop moving on top of him because he was so close to another orgasm and you just ruined it + Rindou who nuts quick when you move off of his lap just to suck him off

💙 Rindou who's very embarrassed but equally satisfied, so he just buries his face in your chest and goes to sleep without mentioning what just happened

💙 Rindou who nearly cums in his pants the next time you're out in public because you won't let the fact he has a mommy kink go

"Who's mommy's pretty boy?"

"I...I am. But stop saying that in public before someone hears you please!"

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hi, so glad you're active again! tbh, i missed you and your writing :) Can you do Tenjiku in a royal au? Like Izana is the Emperor and the others are his loyal knights (excludes hanma, kisaki and sanzu btw) and then how would they react if he married a woman from a faraway kingdom (ngl this may be too much for you)

King!Izana x Royalty!Reader

♡ SFW, fem reader, ooc Izana because reader has him whipped real bad, Tenjiku being confused but loyal knights, kidnapping, soft yandere!Izana, Izana lowkey being a bad person in general but he's good to you ♡

note: I missed you too anon. This seems like a handful but you underestimate how much I overestimate myself, so here you go. Also I excluded Koko so just main Tenjiku members as his knights + I think Koko gives off more royal advisor vibes than anything else

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🎴 The first time Izana saw you was at a large gathering of royal families, though it might as well have been a small gathering because he only saw you there with your family the entire night. He had heard your name briefly in passing and thought nothing of it, but to see your face so clearly, your hand just out of his reach, he couldn't help but admit he was smitten.

🎴 Tenjiku couldn't believe that their king was actually interested in someone for once, of course it was jarring to see him get all mushy and sentimental when mentioning you, especially since he had barely interacted with you, but they kept their opinions to themselves and did their duties as instructed. And what did Izana want them to do? Kidnap you and bring you to his kingdom of course. He could've just as easily gone to you, or wrote you a letter detailing his interest in knowing you more intimately, but he was buzzing with so much excitement he just had to have you in his presence again immediately.

"Bring Miss y/n to me. I want her seated in the throne beside me by dawn."

"My King... you want us to kidnap a woman? We've fought wars for you, taken lives for you, but I think kidnapping might be where the line should be drawn. You could start another war between kingdoms. It just isn't a good idea." - Kakucho

"Did I ask you to talk back? Go on, bring her back here or don't come back at all."

🎴 Izana was practically jumping for joy when he saw Tenjiku bringing you through the palace doors, leaping off his throne to greet you. He gave you a long-winded tour of the castle, showing you to a room he had especially designed for you, incorporating many of your kingdom's colors and traditional designs. He wanted it to feel like home for you, since he wasn't planning on letting you leave anytime soon. It was strange at first, and it took you weeks to adjust to being around him, mainly because you've heard many rumors about him and his cruelty towards people outside of his kingdom. But every time you looked into his eyes, they were filled with such overwhelming warmth and affection that you couldn't even begin to see how such rumors could be true.

🎴 After a while, you got used to him doting on you decided to stay with him permanently. He was overjoyed and threw a big celebration, begrudgingly inviting your family to it despite him knowing they wanted you to come back home with them. They had written him many letters, and when he didn't answer they wrote to you, but he intercepted all of them. After all, the only person you needed was him.

🎴 Izana spent the entire night dancing with you, and eventually he dragged you out on one of the many balconies to ask for your hand in marriage. Of course you said yes, as he expected, and he led you back inside to make a formal announcement. He could see the disappointment written on your family's face, but that didn't matter now, you were his, you wanted to be his, and you were going to rule side by side as husband and wife, King and Queen. And he'd ensure no one would take away the joy you brought him, by any means necessary.

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