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[murrpire]

Rent A Lover (Thoma from Genshin SMAU)

SUMMARY: thoma's friends and family has been wanting him to experience what it feels like to be in a relationship. he couldn't stand them anymore. what will happen to him once he came across the application that will help him solve his problem?

genre: fluff, angst, and crack.

setting: modern genshin au

updates: every weekend at 11 pm PHST.

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I. prologue

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[rockinpebbles]

Reader who grew up in a very toxic family and now when their s/o yells at them they just accept it and shut up even though they've done nothing wrong or it was a misunderstanding. They just take it since they learned that they shouldn't "talk back" or are always wrong.

Fluffy ending where s/o realizes and tries to talk with reader, apologize, and comfort them

Angsty ending where they just breakup :)))

[pctterscars]

always yours, e. cullen (part 1)

pairing: edward cullen x gender-neutral vampire!reader

summary: you were edward’s best friend since you could remember and you had to witness your soul shatter as he slowly fell in love with bella swan. but, as you return from volterra, a strict move on bella’s part opens edward’s eyes to his true fate which has been right under his nose.

warnings: reader is insecure and hates themself (again), mentions of their turning, non-canon jasper (UNION SOLDIER), angst, stubborn reader, edward being a stupid white man (is this really a surprise?)

a/n: my contribution to the seemingly empty edward x reader tag, this is quite a long post i’m so sorry

you were never the one to turn heads with your sparkling eyes, your pearly white smile, your silky and soft hair. you’d never have the kind of beauty that human beings immediately fell in love with. they didn’t fall in love with you at first sight, think about you, twenty-four hours for seven days a week. based on your experiences, no one ever fell in love with you, no one even cared about you.

this was a constant throughout your deliberate existence, even after your turning. even with the perfections that vampirism seemed to embed onto your appearance and personality, both of which, in your mind, needed extreme healing forced upon them.

you still were not worthy, always overshadowed by rosalie and alice, your “sisters”, the denalis, your “cousins”, your “parents”, esme and carlisle, who seemed like angels that deserved everything good in this world for putting up with you.

and, your “brothers”. but, they weren’t truly your brothers, they didn’t even feel like that. friends seemed to be a better terminology for them.

emmett and jasper would always joke around with you and their smiles would be shining like the bright sun. they were beautiful, further adding onto your well-concealed jealousy to be anyone but yourself.

and, edward, you can’t forget about edward. he was your absolute best friend and at some points in the past century, you felt like he was the only person on your side. he had such a kind and whole-hearted soul even if he felt as if it was damned for the rest of eternity.

carlisle turned you about a year after him and he helped you through your transition and you couldn’t help but be grateful.

you couldn’t trust anyone, except maybe edward.

you didn’t think you loved him, you didn’t even believe that love could survive in this cruel hole of a world. but, when he’d always ask how you were doing, talk endlessly with you throughout the nights you had to stay awake for, always laugh at every joke you wanted to say, you’d realize you were wrong.

you did love him but it was hopeless. you’d be set on fire before you’d ever tell him of your true feelings.

edward’s telepathic abilities never worked on you, for a reason that no one, not even carlisle knew.

it was easy to keep your feelings hidden, since you never really opened up to anyone. you were satisfied with keeping things bottled up, it’s better that way.

it became extremely hard in forks, though. about three years in, bella swan came into view. and, you could tell edward had an interest in her right away. it used to be about the fact that she was the only human whose mind he could not read. but, it quickly turned into love, and you could tell, and it shattered your non-existent soul.

“you love the swan girl, don’t you?” you asked edward the night before he was to take bella out for the day tomorrow.

“what?” edward’s eyebrows furrowed, but his eyes told a different, much more obvious, story.

“i know you heard me perfectly well, ed.”

the boy smiled widely, either at the use of your nickname for him or at the idea of bella, you were going to go with the latter.

“yeah, well, she’s my mate. she makes me so happy, y/n, but i don’t deserve her.”

you closed your eyes, trying to control your rage and you smacked him on the head.

“ow! y/n!”

“you’re an idiot.”

“what are you talking about?”

“any person would be lucky to be loved by you, edward. you just can’t see it because you’re a dumbass.”

“wow, you turned a compliment into an insult. how nice of you.”

“it’s what i do.” you sighed. “whatever happens tomorrow, i’m on your side, i always am.”

“i know. thanks, y/n.” edward got up from your spot on the patio and ruffled your hair before going back inside the house.

you smiled faintly until you were sure he couldn't see you. that smile then turned into one of remorse.

mate. edward’s word for bella swan. carlisle had told you that bella was edward’s blood singer but that doesn't mean that she’s his mate. they’re not quite interchangeable.

a few years after you were changed, carlisle had told you about the mate bond. specifically, the one between you and edward. he was your mate, and your love towards him wasn’t an accident. you didn’t know if you were his mate, despite carlisle’s counteracting revelation.

bella swan might have been his mate, and you didn’t want to ruin that. you didn’t want to ruin his chance with someone who could have given him a lot more than you ever could have. a lot more happiness, love, safety.

you knew you weren’t worthy of his love, but perhaps bella was. she was sweet and kind, and you were neither of those things, at least not in your mind.

as the year went on, you had to watch edward devote himself to bella, and not you anymore. she was now his favorite person in the entire world, and not you. never you.

you smiled through your pain and hung out with bella to be nice and considerate. she was a good friend to have around.

but, then her 18th birthday party happened, and it all came crashing down. edward’s worst fears had come true, she almost could have died, and he needed to leave for her own safety. there was nothing anyone could do, not even you.

you supported him, like always, and helped him believe that this was the right thing to do.

he went all around the world, with you on speed dial if he ever needed you. and, he did. you talked everyday, and it was a miracle that you made him smile and laugh during those painful times of his.

you wished that there was something that you could do but you knew as long as he did what he needed to do, then it’d be alright.

but, you’d always worry. that worry skyrocketed to its highest levels when alice saw edward finding out about bella’s pseudo-death, you knew what that meant.

your best friend was going to set himself up for death.

you needed to save him, even if you weren’t the one doing the actual saving. you and alice helped aid bella into saving edward at volterra and you flew back with them to forks after the chaos with the volturi.

it hurt the way they were still so close together, as if no time had passed.

but, bella was apprehensive at being so close to him, as if he was going to leave her again. and, you could tell by her mood.

so, it was both a shock and something you expected when bella told you she didn’t know if she still wanted to be in a relationship with edward anymore.

“bella, he’s my best friend, so i know that he meant well. but, he left you, so you owe him nothing. do what you need to do. if you break up with him, i will support you, because you’re my friend, too.”

bella smiled. “thanks, y/n.”

you remembered that conversation when you heard edward coming into the house, knowing what had already happened, and not just because alice saw the vision, moments before it happened.

he had come out onto the patio and saw you, your presence immediately lifting him up.

you turned back and smiled faintly at him, with a hint of sadness in your golden eyes.

“you know.”

“yeah.”

edward sat down next to you. “i expected it.”

“i know you did. i’m sorry, it’ll get better.”

he laid his head on your shoulder. “really?”

“well, i mean i can’t tell the future, that’s alice’s job, but yeah i think it’ll get better.”

he laughed and at your smile, he thought that maybe things would get better, as long as he had you.

a/n pt. 2: i might write a part 2 when edward actually finds out about the reader’s feelings, but idk

[traumaontumblerdotcom]

If i had one wish, i would use it to send my parents to therapy before I was born

[hiraya-rawr]

You're a zombie like Qiqi! How would they react?

characters: diluc, kaeya, thoma

contains: fluff, bit of angst, dissociation-type of state, gn!reader

notes: platonic relationship but can be considered romantic. you were acquainted with the character before turning into a zombie.

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Diluc

Diluc carries your death personally. Like most tragedies in his life, he considers your zombie-like state as his fault and responsibility. If only he didn't let you leave alone that day, if only he took up his darknight hero persona earlier — then you would've been safe.

He initially tries to distance himself from you, believing that it would be better to watch you from afar. It's not like you remember much anyway, he knows he's just a blurry figure in your memories now. However, his cold treatment proves to be difficult with the way your muscle memory brings you to his tavern every afternoon. The first time it happened, he internally panicked.

"What in the.. (Y/n), where's your guardian? How did you-"

"Apple.. apple cider please," You mutter blankly at him, taking a seat at your usual spot: the same spot that's practically reserved for you to cheerfully order an apple cider after a long day. His heart clenches at the memory, but he nods and proceeds to make your order.

"One apple cider drink. Less ice with mint and apple garnish, just the way you like it." After finishing your drink, your guardian arrives with evident relief. They should've have known, really. Of course you'd be at the tavern, it's practically a second home to you!

Since then, it's not uncommon to find you wander in the tavern to your usual seat, ordering an apple cider. Sometimes you surprise Diluc by ordering another one of your usual drinks, other times you don't say anything at all. Diluc doesn't care how you often forget to pay either, he would give you whatever you want without charge.

When you started carrying around a notebook, you'd list down your tab to try and pay him back (he tries to distract you from remembering that though).

Kaeya

Kaeya, like Diluc, would try to give you space as well. Unlike Diluc though, it's not because he feels guilty but rather because he's not sure how to treat you in your new state. To him, the (Y/n) he knew is dead.

Although it couldn't be helped when he catches you outside the walls of Mondstadt, wandering farther from the city. It's his duty as cavalry captain to ensure everyone's safety so he makes haste to bring you back.

"You know you're not supposed to waddle off, little zombie," He says, opting to not call the form you're now in by name. He sighs when you make no intention to reply and tries to grab your arm to guide you back. It was then did he notice the little bundle of Calla Lilies in your arms — his ascension material which you collected for him a few times.

This was a breaking point for the cryo user. He's quick to engulf you in a hug, his cool temperature complimenting your own cold body.

"I'm sorry, Y/n. I'm sorry. I'm here now," He holds back a sob on your shoulder.

Eventually, Kaeya does open up to you. The people of Mondstadt would often see the cavalry captain teasing you in daylight, writing random orders on your notebook and laughing at your confusion. He'll always miss the energetic person you were before, but he learns to make do with who you are now.

"Kaeya... mean," You'd huff, protecting your notebook which he's been messing with.

"I swear we really do call Diluc as Mr.Grumpy. It has nothing to do with name calling, Y/n."

Thoma

Like Kaeya, he isn't sure how to treat you anymore. At first he tries to be casual and offer you lots of hugs but he soon finds out that his body temperature as a pyro user isn't good for your dead state. He still tries to cook for you and watches over you whenever you're in the Kamisato estate.

Thoma misses how you were but he tries his best to recreate memories for you in hopes that you'd remember/train your memory. He'd bring you to feed the stray dogs by the outskirts of the city and ramble about how you used to do this together in the past as well.

"Y/n... Won't remember your stories," You tell him sadly as you feed the stray sniffing your hand. Thoma looks at you, eyebrows furrowed with clear heartbreak written on his face. He's quick to change his expression when you face him though.

"That's alright! I just have to tell you again," He cheers, pulling you in a side hug but quickly letting go as he remembers his warmth could harm you. "We can make new memories too! Don't worry about forgetting, I'll remember for you."

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[imagineimpact]

omg it would be super cool to see the second ending of that diluc angst! i love the way you articulate your writing sm, reallyyyy hits me in the heart

So... I sat on it for like a week and then realised that I didn't like what I had (for reference, it was a different version of that bar part where Diluc apologises, except in the alternative angst end, reader and diluc don't make up and they leave to stay with Kaeya for a while).

It wasn't bad but I wanted something for the end of the other one.

So, here you go: Diluc Angst alternative ending

(If you haven't read the first fic you can here)

Harsh Words: The Morning After

(Diluc X Reader: Part 2)

You weren’t quite sure how you had ended up back here.

After all, the moments you could remember were clouded in a haze - the kind of smoke that makes you think if you just try hard enough to remember, you will.

Of course, you can’t remember much, being so far hungover and having been so drunk that the memories would never arise again. The still moments, however, are there; Near silent flashes of Kaeya and Rosaria joking about something, reaching over to you, pushing a tankard of alcohol your way, over and over and over again.

And Diluc.

Diluc, who had watched you from his place behind the bar all night, occasionally passing by you and making quiet remarks, more directed at your party than yourself. In doing so, he had created a looming fog over your time that night, never allowing you to escape your problems. Not even his watchful eyes.

Perhaps they were the same thing.

“Good morning, my dear.” Diluc brushes the hair out of your face, leaning down to plant a soft kiss on your cheek.”I have to leave early this morning, so I’ll have Adelinde take care of you for the day.”

“I… right. Okay.” You place a smile on your face and close your eyes, feigning a still-sleepy state of mind. “Well, I hope that goes well for you.”

You flutter your eyelids lightly, Diluc’s own gaze boring into you as if assessing you thoroughly, searching for something. “You have a headache, don’t you?” He lifted his hand to your face, tracing his nail over your bottom lip. “You’re hungover.”

Of course, he’s right, but the sternness in his voice in comparison to his soft touch is nearly shocking. You stay silent, giving a slow nod.

“Hm.” His finger pauses on your lip. “Yes, you should stay in the manor today. Usually, I would not be so insistent, but with the sheer amount you drank last night, it seems to be the best option.”

You hesitate. Your thoughts focus on the oddly looming feeling of it all, as if you are a child in trouble. Like you’re back to square one, being infantilised once more.

The very reason you had been drinking at all.

“Hey, Diluc?” You ask, trying to sit up. “Did we talk last night?”

He stays silent, eyes steady. His hand grips your forearm. It prevents your movement.

“We did. I apologised to you for…” He cleared his throat, dropping the sentence. “You don’t remember?”

“No, I-”

“You were rather drunk.”

It’s your turn to stay silent. You swallow, hard.

“Kaeya really shouldn’t have let you drink that much. Irresponsible as-”

“You were the ones serving the drinks. If you thought I was in danger that much, you could have stopped-”

“You really do say anything to excuse Kaeya’s actions, don’t you?”

“Not this again.” The realisation hits you, rather sharply. “Oh, archons. We’ve come full circle.” It’s a sudden hit, the memory of how you had even gotten here. “You really don’t trust me around Kaeya? What, you think I need to be protected from my own friends?”

“It’s not that I don’t trust you, my dear, it’s just that Kaeya-”

“I can protect myself. I don’t need you putting warning signs on all of my friends.”

Those eyes, baring into yours, cloud over, darkness overcoming his whole demeanour as he crowds closer to you, looming over. “Really, can you?” His hand on your forearm tightens. You whimper quietly, feebly trying to move away.

“Diluc, you’re hurting my-”

You sharply inhale at the feel of a sharp pain before you even know what it is - the digging on his fingernails into your skin. You close your eyes, trying not to show the forming tears.

“If he ever tried to hurt you, Y/N, you would be completely powerless. Without me there, he could do anything to you and your wouldn’t be able to protect yourself. That’s why I do this.”

Your eyelids open on their own, the tears you were trying to conceal flowing freely from you. “You’re hurting me.”

Diluc seems to freeze, his face washing to a blankness, a void devepity.

Then, as if realising what he had done, he releases your arm and jumps back from you to the bottom of the bed.

“My dear, I didn’t-” “Don’t call me that.” Your voice is quiet.

There is silence.

Your eyes avoid his, and through the blur of your tears, you notice something perhaps benign: You’re not in his room. You’re in that guest room that he had forced you to sleep in, the room where he would only ever have you sleep if you had fought.

The tears fall harder, and you slip out of bed. “I’m going into the city.”

Diluc stands and blocks your path. “My… Y/N, you really shouldn’t levae the winery-”

“Don’t stop me this time.” The tears trailed, and you knew they were staining your cheeks. “DIlcu, get out of my way, let me get…”

The words trail off. You’re not dressed in the same clothes you were in when you had gone out, meaning that he must have helped you change, or changed your clothes when you were unconscious.

He takes your hand, a sudden action. You flinch, pulling away.

“Please, Y/N, stop and-”

“Just leave me alone.” You sigh, choking back the onslaught of tears. “I need my things.”

He’s silent as he steps back, moving out of your way. He watches as you search, finding your clothing and quickly fixing yourself up. The brief moments you do look over to him, you notice the tears in his eyes too.

“Will you let me walk you to the city? You can’t go alone.”

“Diluc.” You shake your head, turning away from him. “I’ll be alright. I need… I need to be away from you right now.”

“I’m sorry.” the words are seemingly forced out of him by a push of guilt. It pangs your heart, but it doesn’t touch your mind.

“I know you are.” Your words are nearly a whisper. “But I can’t do this.”

He doesn’t stop you. He doesn’t say anything as he watches you walk out of the room, watches you walk out the large front doors, not even stopping to look over the table at the breakfast he had had prepared for you to have in his early absence.

He can’t focus on much right now. His business is outside the city and he has to get going, but his mind wanders ceaselessly to how you are, whether you’re okay.

Whether you’re going to go cry to Kaeya.

He would check on you later, he swore it. He would make sure you were okay, whether you liked it or not.

You had other plans. You know he would look for you, but you were about to test just how far he would look.

[rockinpebbles]

Someone puhLEASE write a fic where mc is sobbing in their room feeling insecure about their relationship with yuzu when seeing him surrounded by other smart and gorgeous people and then yuzu catching them and trying to console them (emphasis on trying) but then mc sobbing even harder cause they don't want yuzu to see them like that and they feel even more insecure since they're afraid of showing emotions and not looking and acting perfect all the time then him being all 'mf we r dating already I accept you and I love you and it's okay to be vulnerable around me' 😜 pls

(or kazoumi or both ahahaha)

[dayquil-nyquil]

Hey there!! I’m so happy to see a new face so I hope you don’t mind if I request this:

May i get a Kusuo Saiki x AFAB!reader x Aren Kuboyaso where the reader is both a psychic and a badass?

Maybe the reader has to deal with arrogant Saiko one day and decides to teach him a lesson on why she doesn’t need a man to protect her?

Hopefully this was enough and I wish you both the best!! ^^

Your wish is my command @victory-is-here ! -Mod Dayquil

A New Disaster

Kusuo Saiki x AFAB!reader x Aren Kuboyaso Italicized: Saiki's own thoughts Bold: Saiki reading other people's thoughts Normal text: Saiki 'talking' with his classmates

Word Count: 2,194

The school was buzzing, much to Saiki's annoyance. Two new students in one day, nothing could be worse than that. He could hear all the thoughts from the other students incessantly and it made his head pound. What a bother.

His teacher, someone who never had a consistent design, (whether the mod just decided not to look it up is up for your interpretation) told everyone to take their seats. Saiki's body went stiff as a board as his two classmates entered. One had purple hair, a former thug, but at the moment Saiki couldn't care less about him. It was the girl by his side he was more entranced with. He couldn't read a thought going on in her head. His first instinct was to assume she was exactly like Nendō but he couldn't be too cautious with things like this. "My name is (L/n) (Y/n) please take care of me." She bowed and Kuboyaso followed suit. Saiki followed their movements and just by reading Kuboyaso's mind he knew he was a thug. However, he didn't expect to hear another voice speaking to Kuboyaso telepathically. It was soft, almost melodic:

"You did great Aren! Keep it up, okay!" The man flushed from his desk and Saiki's eyes widened. Did the man know about psychics? Was the new girl influencing him in some way? He turned to face you next, the mysterious girl whose thoughts he couldn't read. For the first time in his entire life, Kusuo Saiki was surprised.

He was surprised to see you sit down beside him. Since when was there an empty desk there? He knew he made sure none of the new classmates would sit by him... Just who was this girl? "Hello! It's nice to meet you, Saiki." You hummed with a wink that would turn a few heads if the world didn't revolve around Teruhashi. At least Saiki thinks so. Wait he didn't tell you his name... Could you read his mind but not the other way around? “Sorry, I saw you in the hallway earlier when your blue-haired friend called your name! I think his name was Kaidō! You're kind of hard to miss with the hair and the glasses." Impossible. He was a perfectly average person with perfectly average hair. He changed the world to make it that way after all. He would know! "You're the one with the weird hair." He stated, blank look never leaving his features, "It's...bland." Good, maybe an insult would get her to stop talking to him. But instead, you laughed, which caused more attention to be drawn to the both of you. Great. "Who does this guy think he is! Talking to my childhood friend like that. I should kick his ass for even talking with her! The bastard!"

Good grief. The reforming delinquent is another pervert just like Makoto Teruhashi.

Unlike Kokomi however, your pleasantness and kindness seemed to be genuine enough. "So Saiki, I have to ask." He watched the girl tilt her head to the side, a wicked smile spread across her features, "What's it like being a psychic? I find it fascinating." ~~~ From that day forward Saiki couldn't get rid of her or her dog Kuboyaso. The delinquent seemed keen on following the both of you everywhere. Saiki decided that until you chose to tell him the extent of your powers, he'd have to keep an eye on you and, in extent, the harem of people you've acquired. Good grief.

"Hm? Saiki." You looked over at him, eyes warm and inviting. How he wished he could read your mind. For all he knew you could be planning war crimes, "Do you think you could walk me home today? Aren is busy with an after-school club." "No. Go bother somebody else. Plus you're a psychic too, you don't need protection." "I'm a girl, Saiki! Psychic or not I'd rather not get harassed." You mumbled, pouting in a way he found painfully cute against his will. "Go ask Toritsuka." He watched your nose scrunch up and you shivered, "No thank you. That pervert can stay as far away from me as he can thank you. I'm trying to avoid creeps like him." "Nendō?" "You really don't to walk me home huh? Okay, what if I promise you that I'll answer all of your questions about my psychic abilities? No questions asked." "No way." "And a coffee jelly~" Saiki couldn't believe he was stuck walking you home. His precious time was being wasted like this, spending it with this bothersome girl. She was humming quietly to herself as they sat as his favorite coffee jelly place and against his better judgment Saiki spoke up, "When did you get your powers?" "When I was about twelve if I remember correctly." You tapped your finger against your chin. "It was my telekinesis I think, my mom wouldn't let me have any cookies before dinner. So I floated it over to me, my mom almost passed out!" You laughed, eyes crinkling at the edges. You were going to get smile lines. "How about you?" "None of your business."

"Yeesh tough crowd," The smile never fell from your lips.

"Why can't I read your mind? In turn, can you read mine?"

"I blocked you out as soon as I sensed the presence of another physic in the school. As for you, I can only read people's minds if they give me explicit permission. I don't like knowing others' personal business, it feels like an invasion of privacy." You frowned, drumming your nails on the table. "You can turn yours off? How?" "You mean you can't?"

He shook his head, in slight awe that you could do something he couldn't.

After all, he was the main character.

"I'm sorry...that must be terrible. If I knew how I did it I'd tell you in a heartbeat. Here take it," You held out your hand towards him, he recoiled at the idea of physical touch. Not that you touching him would be unpleasant, he just wasn't one for physical contact. "I'll turn off my blocking so you can read my mind." Saiki still didn't look thrilled and tensed when you took it upon yourself to grab his hand. "Hello Saiki, welcome to my thoughts!"

"You can turn it off..." "Aw, Saiki your curious expression is just too cute."

"You're too bold."

Saiki felt his cheeks begin to warm and his brows furrowed, no way she was making him blush. He made quick work of regulating his body temperature so it wouldn't show on his face but it seemed you'd already caught on. "Don't be embarrassed! Your pink cheeks would look just as adorable." You mentally teased as he glared at you, "I change my mind. Turn the blocking back on."

That caused you to toss your head back and let out a loud laugh, much to his displeasure. People started looking in both your directions. How was it you drew more attention than Kokomi? His annoyance was quickly forgotten however when the waitress brought over your coffee jellies. A blissful smile appeared on his face as the scent of his coffee jelly entered his nose and was placed in front of him. The rest of the meeting was spent in comfortable silence, well as silent as it could be for Saiki. He found himself growing more comfortable in your presence, however, he noticed you hadn't touched your jelly. If you didn't like it he'd eradicate you from existence.

"You're not eating." "Hm? Oh, I was just going to ask if you want mine? We eat early and my mom is an amazing cook-"

"Yes."

Another giggle. "Then it's all yours."

"Marry me."

"What?" Two voices intermixed with one another. Damn it, he had said that out loud. Your guard dog was standing at the entrance of the café and you were still staring at Saiki puzzled.

Good grief.

"What is wrong with you! You can't propose to her! She's way too young!" Kuboyaso practically growled, the veins on his face displaying his jealousy and anger. "You wanna fight, punk?"

"You can't have what's mine! She's my childhood sweetheart! You just met her! Back off, strawberry head!" Saiki sighed and looked at you for help, "Aren! You can't just yell at people and fight! What about your progress?" You stressed while standing up from the table. For some reason, he felt annoyed that Kuboyaso interrupted the two of you.

No. Could it be? Was he actually enjoying spending his precious time with you?

The realization hit him like a pound of bricks. He liked you.

He stilled the voices going quiet around him, as he drowned out you and Kuboyaso's argument. For the first time in his life, he actually found someone he wanted to be around, he wasn't about to let some purple-haired delinquent ruin that for him.

"She asked me to walk her home after you couldn't. She said she didn't feel safe walking home alone. I wanted to grab a bite to eat, I didn't know that would be a problem."

"It's a problem if you're stealing my crush, jerk!"

Saiki clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes. Before he could speak up, your grip on Kuboyaso's arm tightened. "Aren please, stop fighting. He's right I asked him. Sorry I didn't know it'd bother you."

The man flinched and adjusted his glasses on his face, "No I...if you didn't feel safe I shouldn't have questioned you. My apologies."

What a mood change. "It's alright. Would you like to join us?"

"No." "Yes." Saiki and Kuboyaso both stated before glaring at one another, well Saiki's look was more of a deadpan stare. You sighed softly and ordered a takeout container for your jelly. "How about this both of you can just walk me home them? Aren lives around me anyway. Plus, I'd like your company, Saiki."

When you smile like that how can either of the men say no? Easily, in fact, Saiki was just about to say it when he heard the chime of the bell. Without even having to look over at who it was, he knew it was Teruhashi by the way the men all turned. Guess he was stuck walking with you and the delinquent after all. The last thing he wanted was to get stuck listening to a confused and mad Teruhashi.

He also didn't want Kokomi to target you because you were close to him.

No one deserved that torture.

So the three of you walked. This time the silence was uncomfortable. Saiki wasn't talking out of spite and Kuboyaso wasn't talking because he was too focused on glaring at the Saiki. You were walking a little ways ahead, mind completely blocked so Saiki couldn't reach out to you, and that made him irrationally frustrated. To make it even worse Saiko just had to show up and make things worse for the trio. He had heard Teruhashi was spotted near the café you all were at and had to ask for her hand in marriage once more. That was until he caught a glimpse of you standing in front of the two people he deemed commoners.

How is this my life?

"Oh, who's this pretty little thing?" "None of your fucking business prick." "Aren!"

"He's not wrong." "Saiki!"

"Kusou."

"Huh?"

"Call me Kusou."

"Oh." You blinked in surprise, "You can't just be rude to people Kusou!" "Even if you can read their mind!"

"Ah, so the blocking is off again."

"Shut up!"

"Well, it doesn't matter. Whoever you are- how would you like to be my second wife hm?" Saiko hummed, "After my treasure Teruhashi, obviously, no one can compete with her." Saiki's eyes narrowed and looked about ready to pop the guy's head off but Aren held his hand out in front of him. "Heh, ya know doll and I aren't friends for no reason."

Ah, she's going to beat the shit out of him. This should be fun.

"Excuse me?"

"What? Did I say something wrong?"

"Uh obviously. I'm not second best to anybody thank you. Who even are you, bone head?"

"Bone head?! Watch who you're talking about you street urchin! I'm the richest man around here! I could ruin you in an instant!"

"Steet urchin!" You shrieked, "I guess money can't buy class nowadays then huh!"

"You tell him Doll."

Even Saiki had a small smile on his face, "Kick his ass."

"Already on it."

Your eyes flashed, and one second Saiko was towering over you, and the next you had flipped him over your shoulder and he landed on his back with a loud shout of pain.

"You altered his weight."

"Only a little Ku."

A wink was sent his way and you tossed your head back, "RUN!" You shouted grabbing both boys' hands and dashing away from the scene. There was a thrilling wild look in your eyes that both boys couldn't get enough of. It was like your eyes were a void and they were getting pulled into it whether they wanted to or not. You were just one more disaster to be added to the life of Saiki K.

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paying the price! i’m seeing red (five)

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𖦹 being a scholarship student at the most prestigious private high school in your area should have privileges. however, with your luck and urge to study at all times have caused you to collide paths — literally — with choi yeonjun, breaking his ankle. the price to pay? being his assistant until his ankle fully heals. although, you didn’t know assisting two other boys was apart of the deal too.

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