if you guys don’t like what i write it’s completely fine 😭 i’m literally a teenager so not sure what you expect… + i write other shit than smaus, it’s just those that blow up more for some reason 💔
title has nothing to do with the fic LOL i just like tv girl.
suguru geto x reader, around 1k words, slight gojo slander
you were bored. you were currently hanging upside down on geto's bed, trying to make out the words on the posters scattered on his wall. geto on the other hand, was laying on his back with one hand in his hoodie, one holding his phone.
he finally decided to speak up on your 4th huff. "baby, i've asked you maybe . . . six times what you want to do."
you used your core to pull yourself up to look at him. "and i told you i don't know! you invited me."
"wrong," he interjects. "if i'm correct, you begged me to let you come over."
"shh!" you threw the build-a-bear the two of you got together. to no surprise, he blocked it before it hit him. moments later you gasp as if you just had the greatest idea ever. you grab the bear next to him and place it in your lap.
"we should play two truths and a lie!" he hums in agreement to your request.
"okay i'll start! let me think..." you glance around the room and play with the arms of the bear as you think of something that might stump him.
"okay i got it!" you clear your throat for dramatic effect. "one, i've gotten lost inside the market for 3 hours," he snickers at this and you warn him to let you finish.
"stop! two, i skipped school for an entire week. three, i've never broken a bone." you lean forward towards him with a grin, "guess."
he brings his hand up to his face to think. sure it was a lot harder than he expected, but he knew you, and he certainly knew when you were lying.
"you've never skipped school for an entire week."
your jaw drops before turning into a grin again. "you cheated. i thought i was a good liar!"
"hate to break it to you, but you're not." you pretend to be offended by his words. "at least you're pretty." you're kicking your feet internally. geto will never fail to fluster you with his words.
"okay!! you go."
"alright. one, i hate pineapples. two, i play guitar. three, i can't swim."
you narrow your eyes at him, looking for any signs of a lie. "hmm."
"i'm gonna say you can't play guitar." he laughs at you and takes this as an opportunity to tease you. "babe? you must not know me at all.."
you raise an eyebrow and decided to recall a certain conversation with gojo, prior to you and geto's relationship.
"suguru can actually play guitar?" you asked as you fiddled with the strums.
gojo takes this as an opportunity to sabotage geto. "nah, that's just for show!" he glances over at his best friend who was sitting on a beanbag. "he uses that to impress the girls he'll never get," he leans over to nudge your shoulder.
he sent a cocky glare to geto to which he payed no mind.
"and you believed that idiot?"
you huff and move to sit next to him rather than across. "it seemed believable! and it was the first thing i thought of after hearing your answers."
"never trust a word that blue eyed idiot says."
"lesson learned," you say. "so which one was the lie?" he informs you that the lie was that he can't swim.
you burst out laughing. "really? but you look like you can't swim!"
"hey!" he raises his arms defensively. "just because i don't swim often doesn't mean i can't."
"yeah, yeah." your eyes dart over to the guitar he has sitting by the bookcase. he follows your gaze and lands on the target.
"what? you want me to serenade you or somethin'?" he grins. that actually didn't sound like a bad idea. "maybe." you look at one of the posters near the guitar and asks if he likes the band. he nodded and got up to reach for the guitar.
"ooooh, you gonna play for me loverboy?"
geto smirks as he picks up the guitar, "maybe i will, if you act right." you pretend to zip your lips and throw away the key.
you watch as his fingers glide and strum against the guitar, creating a tune that fills the room. his expression is one of concentration, which you admired with an adoring gaze.
you smile at him as he finishes and puts the guitar down and joins you back on the bed.
"sugu, i can't believe you didn't tell me!"
"thought you would've put two and two together after seeing the guitar in my room."
"i told you, gojo lied to me!" you scoff.
"yikes! horrible liar and horrible at detecting lies."
you huff and decide to lay down in a way to where you aren't facing him.
YOU
bitch ur a liar
GOJO
whaaatt? ^^
YOU
about sugurus guitar being "for show"
im like so pissed off at you im heavily embarrassed. i look like a shit s/o!!!
GOJO
LOL! my bad :P
you were about to respond when the sound of getos voice went to your ears. he seemed much closer than before. "you're not a shit partner"
"oh my god what the fuck!" you laugh. "when did you get behind me?"
"like, 10 seconds ago."
"nosy." you glare playfully.
he wrapped his arms around your waist and continued to watch whatever you did on your phone. at one point, you'd gotten sidetracked and picked up his hand to play with his fingers and the rings that were on them.
maybe you should've thanked gojo instead of cussing him out. you could give him credit for noticing how nice your boyfriends hands were, you suppose.
hai... twirls hair... can i get some kenma w an s/o who's the opposite of him pls and ty 🤲
UNTITLED (sorry)
pairing : kenma x reader!
synopsis : kenma w a reader opposite him :p
cw : nothing besides the fact i never proofread
this is a little short but it gave me something to do thank you :3 ALSO I HOPE THIS IS OKAY..
nearly cried bc i’ve lost my 2021 ability to do hc format
kenma wasn’t huge on attention. he was much more fond of sitting in his own comfort. so when you slid into the empty classroom he’d been in, he was confused to say the least. during this hour you’d normally be found in your friend group.
"kenma!" you said as you made your way to sit on top of his desk. you swung your legs and admired his eyes and the way his hair slowly fades from one color to the other.
he looked up from his phone to look at you, "what are you doing here?" he asked.
"hey!" you exclaimed. "you could at least pretend to be excited to see me."
his eyes widened at your words, it didn’t come off bad, did it? "that’s not.. no.. i meant—" he stops trying to explain himself when he hears the little snickers coming from you.
"i’m just joking! i wanted to see you, it’s loud in the hall." you motion towards the door with your finger.
a grin makes its way across his face, "funny, you’re normally the one making all the noise."
"since when were you a comedian?" you roll your eyes at him. silence falls over the two of you and the audio of the hallway dies down.
you pause before asking him if he wants to ditch.
his eyebrows shot up in surprise, "i don’t know.. where would we even go?"
"c’mon, anywhere but here! baby please? just this once i swear!" you grab his hand and pull him to his feet. he sighs before grabbing his belongings and placing his phone in his pocket.
you both held hands on the way to the cafe that you decided on last minute. the walk there was peaceful with the two of you conversing and the soft blow of the wind.
"yn?" you glance up at him while chewing the donut that you’d just taken a bite out of. he reaches for your face and wipes a crumb off before saying, "thanks for bringing me here."
you ended up flashing him a smile. you were really glad he liked it. you had decided on the place because it was never too crowded.
"you’re welcome! i felt like we both needed a break." he nods at your words in agreement.
"also, did you know kuroo came to me yesterday whining that i took you away from him!"
"sounds like him." he laughs. "i’d rather be here with you than at school right now. let alone, practice."
"oooo don’t let him hear that babe."
his phone dings in his pocket and he reaches to grab it. "speak of the devil"
— in which your boyfriend sneaks into your room and decides it’s a good idea to watch a horror movie.
SATORU GOJO X F!READER, readers love language is lowk physical touch, not proofread (are we shocked anymore)
thud.
you averted your gaze to the direction the sound game from, and behold, it was gojo. you began to question him. what could he possibly want at eleven at night?
"satoru? what are you doing here?!" you ask.
"you don't want me here?" he cries dramatically. you swore you’d never closed the space between the two of you that fast. your palm rose to cover his mouth.
you quickly reminded him, "quiet down! you know you're not supposed to be here." he gives a nod in affirmation to your words and you let go. you took a step back and started up the conversation again.
"so.." you began, "why are you here?"
he scoffs and makes his way to your bed. "well, you weren’t answering my texts." he says while falling back onto your bed.
you smile at him before making your way to situate yourself next to him. "you could’ve callled me."
he hums at your words, "yeah. guess i just wanted to see you." he props himself up on his elbows to look at you sitting next to him.
the sound of heavy rain followed by lightning and thunder catches your attention.
"damnit." you say as you get up to close the window.
he makes his way to you in an attempt to persuade you to stay, but his plan backfires. for the second time tonight, satoru gojo has fallen in your room.
this earned a laugh from you, which was probably louder than a 6'3" guy hitting your hardwood.
"baby, love of my life, what part of 'you aren't supposed to be here' didn’t click?"
"that one was an accident! i tripped over my slide! come help me up, please?"
you sighed and extended your hand towards him.
"you can stay, i'm not going to send you back into the storm."
"yes!" he says while pulling his elbow down with his hand in a fist. you laugh and roll your eyeballs at him.
the two of you were finally settled on your bed. the scene consisted of his back resting on the headboard with one of your plushies on his lap, while you scrolled through movies with him refusing any you suggested.
"babe! what do you want to watch then!? you’ve rejected like, the last 5 movies and said maybe to one of them."
he moves the plush in his lap to face you and puts on a high pitched voice, "turn on a horror film!"
"no way."
"pleaseee! it'll be good, i promise."
"and what do i get in return?" you ask.
"super hot boyfriend protecting you from the big bad monsters? i dunno."
you hand the remote to him and let him do his own thing. "you’re so cocky."
after scrolling through the horror selection, he finally lands on the conjuring 2. yeah you definitely weren’t going to sleep after this.
"move it buddy." he’s confused on what you're doing, but quickly catches on after he sees you removing the animal from his left hand and replacing it with your own.
the movie went by and around the 30 minute mark, you’d become startled by the man on the screen. you jumped but your face remained the same. you wouldn’t have said anything about it, but your boyfriend started lightly snickering.
"did you seriously jump?" he looks over to you.
"oh, shut up!" you raise your hand that was intertwined with his and gently slap the back of his hand.
toward the end of the movie, you started to drift asleep but managed to stay awake. gojo saw this as the perfect opportunity to mess with you. he put his hands on both sides of your stomach grabbed you as he said "boo!" in a hushed tone.
your eyes widened as you jumped, then quickly returned to normal to give him an unamused look.
"i hate you." you say.
"if you hated me, you would've sent me back home." he says.
"i hate that you're right." you say while draping yourself over him. " 'm gonna sleep now, you should too."
"i will once the movie finishes."
you hum in acknowledgement and began going to sleep. it didn’t take long for you to fall asleep, given that you were already tired.
"i love you." he says before shutting off the tv.
he knew he wasn't supposed to be there and the risk of your parents seeing him there, but he didn’t care. if it meant he got to spend time with you, then he’d take that risk.
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