In this Choose Your Own Adventure, you died-- so why are you back, surrounded by curses that won’t leave you alone… and four very dangerous men watching?
Gojo, Geto, Sukuna, Choso x Reader
Choose Your Own Adventure
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🎮 interactive fanfic "Curse You & Me || JJK" by SolarPlanets22
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Hi Lucy! Hope you’re well!! I saw your requests were open and wanted to see if I could request a hurt/comfort with Sho and Taiga (separate)? Kinda like either insecure, or they argue, or whatever you feel like writing lol pretty much open to you!
I read your Tohma one and am a sucker for hurt/comfort. No worries if not, but thank you in advance!!
Two Short Hurt/Comfort stories
Ft. Taiga & Sho
A/N: Hehe, this has been a long time coming. It took me a little bit to come up with decent prompts for myself, but I hope you enjoy!! Taiga is a teensy bit 🤏 dysfunctional in his. His is a bit shorter, but if I’m being honest with myself, I don’t think he deals with relationship problems normally at all. Enjoy this though, I had fun writing it, even if it is a little short! Also I’m doing fine, the last month has been rough, but I’m doing much better now!
Tags: Hurt/comfort, oneshots, Taiga being dysfunctional in a relationship, mention of a neck injury, Leo being an ass, 1500+ words altogether
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“You’re really gonna get mad at me kitty?” Taiga’s head was leaning on his hand, while the other lifted up to poke you in the face. You pull away when you feel his touch on your cheek. You were infuriated at him for not taking anything you’re saying seriously. You didn’t want to talk to him, not yet at least. Your door did nothing to stop him from barging into your room with a casualty that pissed you off. Now it felt like he was mocking you for being furious at him in the first place.
“Could you just leave already? I told you that I didn’t want company today.” You spat. He didn’t move an inch from the spot he was sitting in, only responding by dropping his smile into an expression that he wears when he’s getting bored. You turned away from him and folded your legs into yourself, waiting for him to get tired and leave you alone. You stayed silent and sat patiently for the time to come, but the body you saw in the corner of your eye didn’t move an inch. He always did this, if you got mad then he wouldn’t leave you alone, even when you yelled at him. You could feel the irritation rise to every part of yourself,
“Taiga, I told you that I don’t want to see you right now!” You spoke louder.
“I heard you.”
“Then why won’t you go?!” you yell desperately,
“I don’t wanna.” He states as if it’s the most obvious thing to do.
You stared blankly — does he really not get it or is he asking for a breakup? You shoved your face into his, until your foreheads were touching.
“Taiga you almost KILLED me. I don’t want you here, and I don’t want to talk to you. You’re lucky that I was only grazed by the bullet!” Your voice boomed across the room, and you lifted yourself to move backwards on your bed to move away from him. Taiga crawls towards you and shoves his face to look at the side of your head. You quickly move your hand over your neck, to hide the patch over your injury. Your other hand moves over his forehead to push him away.
“Move your hand.” He demands. You shake your head and he forcefully moves closer. His ghoulish strength overpowers you. You give up, but your hand remains on your neck.
“Geez… you really are difficult, y’know th-“
You cut him off quickly, “Why did you even come here, you aren’t even apologizing. You’d think that my boyfriend would care about me…”
“You’re dense too.” His face morphs into annoyance and flops down onto you, with his face on your stomach.
“Get off of me.” You demanded, he adjusts his face to look up at you and drops his voice.
“Don’t act like you didn’t know what you were getting into with me. I told you kitty, till death do us part, and death hasn’t stopped at your doorstep yet.” His face goes back to its original position, and wraps one of his arms around you.
“You’re dumb as fuck if you think I’d let you die that easy, you’d be goin’ with me.”
You surrender yourself, too tired to keep fighting, and put your hand on his head and reach down to yank on his ear for making you suffer. You rest it in his hair after the fact, and heavily sigh,
“You have a real funny way of showing you care…”
He tightens his arm around your middle and pulls his wallet out of his pocket, putting it on your nightstand.
He starts grumbling, “Do whatever you want with it, I don’t give a fuck.” and promptly falls asleep with you trapped underneath.
You lay in your bed, phone in hand while scrolling away. Sho invited you out to the city with him and Leo, but you weren’t feeling it, so you stayed in for the night and did your own thing. You’re not sure how Leo managed to stay out late, since Darkwick doesn’t allow it, but you’ve seen him talk his way into anything. He tried, with all of his best insults, to push you into going. His exact words were, “aren’t you bored doing nothing in this shit hole?” But, this issue lies in the fact that Leo argues with everyone when he goes out, and it’s not like you wanna sit through his mess he calls “fun”. Sometimes, you’d rather sit in your shithole instead of listening to him complaining the whole time.
As if some strange entity read your thoughts, you got a notification from instagram that Leo sent you a photo. He sends you a “missing out, honour roll”, and you click on the photo and see Leo taking a selfie with Sho in the background . Your eyes immediately darted to Sho, and envied not taking the opportunity to see him out of his uniform. He’s looking away from the camera and talking to people in his group, holding a drink in his hand. That’s when you look at the background and realize they’re in a club. Huh… Sho never told you that they were going to a nightclub.
“Lol, where are you guys?” You type, he doesn’t say anything besides send another photo. You open this one, and the camera focuses on Sho talking to some girls in his group. You look closer until your heart drops when you recognize these girls. You know them from your classes, but they have a tendency to go out of their way and flirt with your boyfriend. He knows about this too.
You immediately sit up and text in fury “Are you trying to start a fight?” and not shockingly, he replies with an emoji sticking its tongue out. You huff and completely shut your phone off to ignore his text messages, you know that all he wants to do is piss you off. So you turn over and shut off the light beside your bedside. But even in the dark, it can’t hide the growing anxiousness you feel, curious about why he’s talking to them.
Sho notices that Leo is smiling at his phone a little too hard. He’s being too quiet for someone that dragged him to a club.
“You serious right now?” He points at the phone and Leo gives him the biggest shit-eating grin. Sho raises his eyebrow and Leo shoves his phone in his face. He reads the interaction between you two and he feels the blood drain from his face.
“You’re such a fucking asshole, what did you send them?” Before waiting for Leo to answer, he starts gathering his coat.
“Good luck~” Sho hears Leo teasing as he leaves, looking back to see him daintily wave him off, with Sho already planning how to fuck up his schedule for the next month. In a haste, he heads in the direction of the train station and tries to call your phone, but after waiting a moment it goes straight to voicemail.
“Shit.” He curses to himself.
You wake up to a loud noise in the distance, you stir for a moment and realize someone’s knocking at the door. You groan and turn over to look at the time, 11:30 a.m. You pull yourself from your bed, not yet knowing who’s at your door.
“Who is it?” You yell.
“It’s me.” Your eyes widen and open the door at Sho’s voice.
“What are you doing here? I thought you were out at a nightclub.” You cross your arms as you block entrance into your room. He realizes how bad he fucked up and begins to explain,
“I didn't know they would be there, okay? Leo knows them and it came out of nowhere.” He steps closer to you and leans against the doorframe.
“No, I know it’s not your fault…” you facepalm, “it just pisses me off! They trail you around, and they haven’t stopped since we got together. But, you haven’t told them off either!”
“Listen, just calm down for a second,” you glare at him, “I know you’re pissed, but that asshole is just trying to get under your skin. They won’t bother us anymore alright?”
“How do you know that?”
“Babe just trust me, I’ll handle it.” Sho loosely grabs your hand as if to test the waters, and you grab it back.
“Can’t you just tell Leo to back off… he does this all the time.”
“I can’t control him, you know that. He just does it for the fun of the game.”
“Why don’t you just cut him o-“ Sho reaches to cover your mouth before you can finish your sentence.
“Don’t pry too much, ‘kay? I have my reasons.” He smiles at you and takes his hand off of you. You decide not to go any further, but your irritation and concern remains. He can tell you’re still upset and rubs your arm in an attempt to comfort you.
“Leo’s getting a nasty text later…” you mumble,
“He needs it.” He smiles at you and pulls a bag from behind his back. You recognize the logo to be from one of your favourite food places.
“I didn't have any time to cook stuff, but this is for you. It’s a bit cold but I know you have a microwave in here.” You roll your eyes playfully, he knows that you can’t resist your favourite food. You step aside the door with a smile and invite Sho inside,
Haru’s name surprisingly appears quite often in the daily conversations of Darkwick students. He isn’t the type of person who tries to be popular. But he has no shortage of admirers. Is it really that surprising though? He loves animals (has a cute creature wrapped around his chest at all times), he's charming, and his accent…oh, that accent. Let’s just say, you understood the appeal.
Still, every time you heard his name, you found yourself listening a little too closely. And each time, something tightened in your chest.
Haru is nice to everyone. That’s what makes it so confusing.
The Jabberwock Safari Park buzzes with chatter as you rake the fallen leaves. Haru, a few feet away, is surrounded by many students. Everyone seems to be having fun. You smile. Business has been going well for him.
“Aww~ he's so cute, can I pet-”
“Hiss!” Peekaboo snaps at the guest’s outstretched hand.
“Eeek!”
Haru laughs awkwardly.
“Sorry, you can’t touch Peekaboo. He’s not exactly the friendly type.” Haru whips out his ultimate service tactic. “But here, you can pat my bum instead.”
The crowd bursts into giggles.
“Oh Haru, that’s so improper!”
“Gahaha! Offer’s still open till the end of the tour!”
You can’t help laughing too. That’s just Haru. Somehow, he always knows how to make people smile.
*****
A few minutes later…
“MC!”
You turn and freeze at the scene.
Haru is carrying one of the guests on his back.
Despite his frantic expression, all you could focus on were her arms wrapped tightly around his shoulders.
You feel a knot in your stomach.
“MC!" His voice snaps you out of it...kind of. "She hurt herself trying to get on the Capybus. Can you unlock the dorm door?”
“O-Of course!”
You hurry ahead and pull the door open. Haru rushes inside with the guest still on his back.
You linger outside for a bit, trying to hush your thoughts.
Snap out of it. Someone got hurt. This isn’t the time.
But the scene you walk into doesn’t help either.
The guest, sitting on the couch. Haru kneeling in front of her, holding her ankle gingerly.
“How’s this?” He carefully rotates it. “How about now?”
The girl winces.
After checking a few more things, Haru stands.
“Phew. I think it’s just a sprain. But we should have Professor Nicholas check on it.” He pats her on the head a few times. “Try not to move it too much, okay?” His voice is so gentle. So soft.
The girl’s cheeks flush.
“Thank you Haru. You’re really kind.”
“Gahaha! This is the bare minimum, especially for our precious guest.”
Precious. That word. You hate how much it bothers you.
He reaches for the first-aid kit, unraveling a piece of cloth.
“Alrighty, let’s wrap this baby up–”
“I’ll wrap it!”
Haru and the girl look up, surprised at your sudden enthusiasm.
You force an awkward laugh.
“I, uh, learned from Jiro recently. The best of the best.”
“Ok then," Haru smiles. "I’ll leave it to you.”
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The rest of the guests help the injured girl back to her dorm.
Haru keeps waving enthusiastically until they’re completely out of sight. Only then does he turn to you.
“Man~ that scared me. I thought I was gonna get sued.”
You chuckle.
“I don’t think they would do that. They…like you too much.”
“I guess my customer service today was top notch, huh?”
Yeah. Maybe a bit too much.
Another weird thought. You shake your head, trying to silence the ugly voices in your mind.
“Thanks MC. You being there was super helpful.”
Your heart skips a beat.
“You were so eager to help her.”
With each word, guilt grows in your chest.
It wasn’t for such selfless reasons.
“You really are so kind–”
“I’m not.”
Your eyes glue to the ground.
“H-Huh? What’s wrong MC?”
“I didn’t do it because I’m kind.”
Your fingers curl into clenched fists.
“I did it because I didn’t want to see you helping her anymore. I did it because I was…jealous.”
Haru blinks, processing the word like it's a foreign language.
“Jealous, huh?”
…
“JEALOUS?!”
His arms flail in panic.
“Can you not say it so loudly?” you groan.
“It’s just…I just…” He studies your face for any sign of joking. There’s none. “...I’m sorry?”
“N-No. It’s not your fault. You’re just so kind to everyone. I guess it got to me a little.”
For a moment, all Haru can do is stare at you. At the red on your cheeks. And the way you refuse to meet his eyes.
Then he lets out a small huff. A mischievous grin slowly taking over his lips.
“You’ve got some cute parts to you, huh?” He reaches over and ruffles your hair. “What? You want a piggy-back ride too?”
You push his hand away.
“D-Don’t treat me like a kid!”
“Gahaha! Sorry, sorry. Couldn’t help myself.”
Then the smile fades into something gentler.
“MC.” His voice is unusually serious. “Can you look at me?”
It takes a few seconds. Looking into his eyes right now sounds…scary.
But when you do, it's filled with a type of warmth you've never seen before.
“You’ll always be special to me…Don’t ever doubt that.”
“Haru...”
“Boo~ Boo~”
Peekaboo jumps into your arms. You barely catch him.
“Gahaha! See, even Peakaboo knows you’re special too.”
I think Jo would like someone flexible. He’s a pretty spontaneous person and likes it when his partner can do the same.
Having said that, he also needs someone to be a stabilising force in his life. He’s been through a lot, between Dionysia going defunct and then coming back, and trying to manage the chaotic ghouls and students of the house.
I feel like being a good listener is something Jo wouldn’t seek out in a partner but if you are one, he would be eternally grateful. He doesn’t always realise it but he needs someone he can turn to when he needs to vent.
Jo would absolutely love it if you liked dressing up! It doesn’t have to be anything crazy like doing full drag or even crossdressing if that’s not something you’re comfortable with. He just likes the excuse to get out his fanciest clothes and make use of them.
Mio would like someone creative. That doesn’t mean you have to paint or sculpt, or even do anything physically creative (although he would absolutely support you if you did). He just likes being able to discuss his work and having someone creatively minded be able to shoot back out-of-the-box ideas.
The exact opposite of Jo, Mio would love it if you’re a yapper. I feel like he struggles with silence a bit since he’s so used to being in the workshop where there’s always noise. If you’re chatting away about everything and nothing, it helps him focus when he’s away from all that.
He would also really appreciate it if you’re the responsible type. He’s vice-captain of Dionysia after all and a lot of people on campus count on him. Having a reliable partner to help him out would mean a lot.
Mio spends a lot of time in the workshop and running around campus doing odd jobs so he’d find comfort in knowing you have your own life and hobbies to fill the time he can’t be with you. That way he doesn’t worry about you being sad and lonely while he’s busy.
I think Elias would like someone chill. Someone who’s laid back and matches his easy going nature. I think he gets socially burnt out pretty fast after spending so much time as the quiet janitor so he needs to ease back into normal life.
Speaking of which, he would appreciate someone who can take the lead and suggest interesting date ideas. He’s all for going places, he’s just also not really sure what places you’d like to go. If you take the initiative instead, he’ll happily follow along.
Someone private would peak Elias’ interest. Initially, he wants to discover who you are but once you’re in a relationship, he values the privacy since you don’t go around telling everyone everything about the two of you.
That being said, he hears a lot of things while out doing his janitor work and I think he would like someone he can sit down with at the end of a long day and gossip with about all the goings on of campus. It's a nice downtime activity for him.
What Shion wants is someone fun. Someone he can be chaotic with who will be chaotic in return. The Harley Quinn to his Joker (although without quite as much manipulation). If he finds you boring, he wouldn’t seek out a relationship with you.
However, what Shion needs is very different. Above all else, he needs someone willing to learn. Being in a relationship with him brings a lot of new challenges to the table and you’re going to need to be adaptable if you’re going to manage.
For the sake of others, as well as himself, he needs someone who can manage him and keep him in line. Some of his ideas are worse than others and having someone around who can put the brakes on will do him good in the long run.
Having said that, he also needs someone accepting. You’d certainly have an influence over him but at the end of the day there are some things you’ll never be able to change. If you accept him, troubles and all, that will mean more to him than he’ll ever be able to express.
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Jo puts up a confident and flirty facade. He’s pretty certain nothing your ex brings to the table will measure up to him. I mean, he can literally be whatever gender you prefer on any particular day. You get the best of both worlds with him.
But beneath that, he can’t help but feel a twinge of self-doubt. What if you prefer someone more…concrete? He knows his personality and appearance are always shifting and he’s worried you’re going to get tired of that.
He’ll talk to you though. And as soon as he finds out you absolutely do not what to get back together with your ex, he’s becoming your knight in shining armour.
Whether it’s standing up for you in front of them or just supporting you from the sidelines while you tell them yourself, Jo will do whatever you need to send your ex packing.
Mio’s not pleased at all but he’s not going to say anything straight away. I think he’s got a bit of a jealous streak that he tries to ignore because he knows logically he’s being ridiculous.
But emotionally, he’s all over the place. He knows he’s not the most attentive boyfriend, especially with how much time he spends working on his machines. And he’s terrified you’re going to leave him for someone who’ll be around more.
You’re probably going to have to talk to him about it first, otherwise he’ll bottle up his feelings until he explodes. He’s going to need a lot of reassurance after this to bring himself back from the mentality he’s worked himself into.
Once he’s back on track and thinking clearly again, he’ll have words with your ex. He’s gotta let out all that jealousy and anger after all.
Elias is another quiet one but he’s scheming from the get go of how to get your ex away from you. He cares about your feelings on the matter of course but there’s no way he’s letting your ex get away with you.
He’s probably not going to talk to you about it honestly. If you bring it up first, he’ll talk it out of course but he’s not going to start that discussion off his own back.
As far as he’s concerned, you’re in a relationship with him because you want to be with him, not your ex. And your ex isn’t understanding that so he’s going to bring it up with your ex before he brings it up with you.
I’m not saying he’s using his janitor privilege to keep a close eye on your ex for a while…but your ex might notice a figure lurking just outside of their peripheral vision for the next few weeks.
Oh yeah. This is going badly immediately. There’s no situation where Shion finds out someone’s trying to steal his partner away where he doesn’t immediately turn to violence.
Not towards you of course. Never towards you! But your ex is absolutely on the chopping board and Shion’s out for blood. If your ex ever treated you badly, it’s made even worse.
It’s going to take a herculean effort on your part (and probably the other Dionysia ghouls as well) to talk him down. And even then, you’re going to need to keep a close eye on him for a while. Probably safest to tell Darkwick so they know to keep your ex away from Shion for the foreseeable future.
Shion just loves you so much, he can’t stand the thought of someone stealing you from him. What would he do without his partner after all?
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genre: smau (^_^)!!, comedy, fluff, slight angst, college!au, slow burn (?), friends to lovers, unrequited love, constant pinning reader x in hard denial kozume
summary: the worst part of having a secret crush on yn kuroo, in kozume kenma's case, is that she's one of his close friend's ex and his childhood friend's sister. although y/n makes it clear she harbors deep feelings for the blonde, the two reasons that restrict kozume from making any moves, don't necessarily limit her, “no tetsu, I do not have a crush on your best friend aka my ex-high school situationship aka my recent ex’s best friend… but if I said I did what would the consequences be?” summaries aren't my best suit but wtvr
update sched: hopefully every wednesday n friday (im lying) (updates are often at random)
warning/notes: grammar errors, characters may be (definitely) ooc, profanity, kys/kms jokes, atsumu n yaku's years are off (atsumu is a senior n yaku is a junior), following usa school system btw, lowercase intended, uhhh none of the pictures used are mine!! (middle picture used made by hakiso_o on twt)
profiles
malnourished art students + supportive parentals
kozu's paycheck
table of contents
01 ugly and bitchless
02 surrounded by homosexuals
03 stuck w me
04 fnaf
05 you. win.
06 denial is a river in egypt
07 whore house
08 moments before disaster
09 therapy
10 hi cheese
11 moral support
12 how cute
13 blondie #1.5
14 deja vu
hnnnghh marked as mature so idk if u all can see it but js lmk if u can’t 💔💔
a/n: hi hi! this is based on this request. thanks for your patience, sweets! 🥰 also pls excuse the formatting in Ed's and Sho's, for whatever reason the app cut off the first few messages and I had to rewrite them 💀 | reblogs & comments are always appreciated! xx
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anyway 僕に大切にされてね came on shuffle the other day and I immediately got brain worms so here’s what I think the ghouls would do if you’re over at their dorm late but have something on early the next morning.
How would they ask you to stay?
It’s 2am and you’re half-lying on his bed, wearing a spare set of his pajamas. His covers are pulled up to mid-thigh. The warmth of his body seeps through the bare inches of space between you.
You’ve been talking about your pasts and your futures, quiet conversation slipping around everything but the present until you reluctantly pull back slightly, and say, “I have to get up early tomorrow.”
He looks at you then, blinking like he hasn’t realised this moment would come to an end eventually.
His fingers brush yours under the covers.
Jin’s fingers curl loosely around your own. Don’t go, he says. There is no resonance of power behind his words, no ring of authority, just something soft, raw, open. He shifts himself closer, silk slipping on silk, so that he’s fully lying down next to you, and you feel the lightest of tickles as his bangs brush your forehead. His breath ghosts across your cheek. Stay.
Tohma stills. Of course, he murmurs. You’re busy. But you feel him shift his body anyway, rotating himself so he’s resting on his elbows, looking down and over at you. It takes most of your self-control to stop imagining what he would look like looming over you instead. But stay, won’t you? It’s a lot closer if you leave from Frostheim instead.
Kaito blinks again, then jerks his hand back. Ah, of course you’re busy! You’re the inspector, after all! You don’t miss the quick flash of disappointment before he beams at you again, all sunshine and bright in the cold of his room. He makes no move to get off the bed, though, and neither do you – you bite back a smile when he flashes a glance at you again, almost guilty. You sure you can’t stay?
Luca pulls away slightly. He was already a gentlemanly distance away from you on the bed, of course, but the silent shift backwards almost feels like a permission to leave. Before you can swing your feet off the bed, however, his fingers curl around your wrist. I do wish you could stay.
Alan sits up. His grey sleep shirt is wrinkled from where he was slouched against his pillows, half-turned towards you as you talked. He shifts his hand from where it is burning in gentle touch against yours, and runs it through his hair instead. I’ll walk you back, he says, gruffly, but neither of you move from under the warmth of his covers. Neither of you want to.
Leo snorts. Cancel, he suggests, blithely. What can be so important that you’d have to leave this early? What can be so important that you’d have to leave his side? He hooks his pinky into yours. You’re already wearing my pajamas. You can use my bathtub if you need to shower later. You can borrow a uniform from me tomorrow if you need to. What for go back to your crappy old dorm?
Sho frowns. He takes your hand in his own, thumb brushing over the top of your knuckles. What do you have on? When you tell him, he tugs you closer to him, making you roll onto your side so your faces are barely inches away from each other’s. That sounds stupid, he murmurs. His eyes flicker away from your lips. Tell you what, if you stay, I’ll make you breakfast tomorrow. Deal?
Haru groans and throws his head back. Don’t remind me, he mumbles to the ceiling. You see his mental to-do list slowly getting longer as he comes back down to reality, cataloguing all the tasks around Jabberwock yet to be finished, but he suddenly looks over at you. His hand brushes yours again, almost shy in the way it lingers. I can wake you up at sunrise. Stay the night?
Towa pouts immediately, and rolls over so quickly he almost flattens you underneath him. His arms snake around you as he tucks his face into the crook of your neck. He smells like earth, like rain, like the way flowers kiss the ground as they wilt. Don’t leave, Dandelion. His arms tighten around you. Don’t go.
Ren frowns, and suddenly the warmth of his hand milimetres away from yours disappears. He crosses his arms tightly, looking out the window. Is it that Vagastrom mission? he says. There is something in his voice you can’t place, but his face is turned too far from you for you to figure it out. Just leave early tomorrow, what’s the big deal?
Taiga blinks, and there is a dip on his side of the bed before you feel his head resting on your shoulder. My, my, kitty-cat, he drawls. He intertwines his fingers with yours, turning your hand this way and that. Trying to escape me early? He knows you’d never, but he turns to press his nose to your shoulder. Bet they’ll text you tomorrow morning to cancel, anyway.
Romeo huffs. What for? then, That’s stupid, when you tell him. You can’t read his facial expression from under the pale white clay mask he has on, but the warning look that flashes in his eyes is full of affectionate disdain. Go late, he tells you, then waves off your protest. We still have sheet masks to do after this, or your skin is going to crack and you’re going to waste all my effort–
Ritsu nods, and you see him blink away the dredges of drowsiness from the corner of his eyes before he turns to you. It’s late, he agrees, voice soft, raw. His hand does not move from where it is frozen against yours, touch melting against your fingers in hope that you will not notice. Perhaps… perhaps next time we can schedule this for when we have nothing on the next day.
Subaru starts. Of course, he says, and bows his head. I’m sorry to have kept you so late– The warmth of dim lamp light frames the smooth of his cheek, the curve of his fringe, but does nothing to hide the way his eyes soften when you assure him that no, you did want to stay for as long as you did, you want to stay longer, in fact– Stay, then, he murmurs, sudden and fierce. Please.
Haku laughs, warm and low. What for? When you tell him he just hums. I’ll walk you there tomorrow. His fingers brush against yours again, then curl around your own, steady, sure. When you look over at him his eyes glow gold in the gentle leftover of moonlight that has diffused through the rain and spilled in through his screen door. It wraps you in starlight, in muted resin, in the irresistible want to have this moment with him last forever. It’s late, princess, he says, softly. His lips brush your ear as he leans in. Stay with me.
Zenji makes a noise of surprise, eyes flickering out the window of the cathedral to look at the moon. Oh, of course, my dear, he exclaims, and hovers slightly above your bed. I completely lost track of time, it was so entrancing just talking to you… He worries noisily after you and your schedule for a moment before he pauses, wringing the doll between his hands. If you don’t mind… can I… can I stay?
Ed yawns and stretches. You humans and your schedules. You’re always so busy with things so insignificant… He leans over, gazing at you through half-lidded eyes. His pale face is lit only by the cold white of his iPad screen, now left forgotten in the space between you. He searches your face for a moment, before saying, Wouldn’t you rather stay with me?
Rui jerks back, then forces a chuckle. Sorry I lost track of time, you know I don’t really sleep… You bite your lip. The warmth of his hand, even if it was through the blanket and his glove, felt so real, so– Rui extracts himself from under the blanket. The laugh he gives you as he shifts away is pained, almost, but hopeful. It’s a long walk back from Obscuary to your dorm, though. We’ve got so many guests rooms… Stay, won’t you?
Lyca scrunches his nose. Fine– he starts to say, but stops. He glances at you, almost shy, before his eyes dart back to the soft of his covers. You watch him twist the blanket between his fingers for a moment before he grumbles, still not looking at you, What do you have so early, anyway? Just ask that blonde gigolo to do it for you.
Yuri sniffs. He sneaks a glance at you, almost as if he is calculating how much you mean it, how probable it is that you’d leave his side. Walking back to the health hazard you call a cathedral will take far too long and take too much of your precious sleep time, he decides, then shifts so the flush climbing up his ears is nearly completely submerged under his own covers. Stay, he huffs, and shuts his eyes tight. Goodnight.
Jiro glances over at you. And? He watches impassively as you try to explain that you have to leave now so you’d get enough sleep, before a small smile creeps up his lips. His pinky brushes yours again, a little less accidental, a little more warm. You can just stay in Mortkranken, he says. We’ll just wake up earlier tomorrow to make up for it.
first time trying this hc format 0: kinda like the prose this time ngl lmk what u think!