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boyfriend rules (bonten). what if challenge (bonten).

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synopsis: reader is playing the “what if” challenge with them, in which one person suggests a hypothetical scenario and the other responds with another what if.

characters: Mikey, Sanzu, Kakucho, Koko, Ran, and Rindou

notes: fluff, crack, mention of death, profanities, mention of exes, mention of killing, suggestive what-ifs, petnames (babe, love, doll, baby)

It was finally Mikey's day off, and you had been convincing him to do this challenge since last week. He had been hesitant, saying it was nonsense, but you didn't give up until he finally agreed.

MIKEY

"I don't see the benefit of this," he said, leaning on the couch. You teased him, saying, "I just want to fight right after this," to which he side-eyed you, and you both laughed. "Try me," he said, looking you straight in the eye. "Your wish is my command," you said as you chuckled, but he rolled his eyes.

"You know this is so lame, how about we just… make love?" he whispered, and you playfully hit his arm as he chuckled. "Mikey!" you warned him, and he put his hands up, saying he was kidding. You held his hand, which interlocked with yours, as you cleared your throat.

He asked, "Who goes first?" looking at you. "I'll go first," you said, and he nodded as you chuckled.

"What if I am just pretending that I love you because I'm scared of you?" you said, looking at him. You saw how his jaw clenched as he tilted his head, but you just laughed. You could tell he was thinking hard about his response.

"What if every time I tell you I'm working, I'm really having fun with another girl?" he shot back, and your eyes widened in surprise. You admitted that it was a good one, and he just chuckled.

"What if all this time I'm just waiting for you to let go?" you said as you looked at him, and he nodded his head. "What if I just settled with you because I don't have a choice?" he said, and you laughed, saying, "What are you talking about? You've got a lot of choices!" You playfully hit him.

"What if I am secretly meeting with your executives right after visiting you?" you shot back, laughing when his face grew gloomy.

"What if I shot him so that you couldn't do that?" he said, seeming nonchalant about it, which made you laugh as you gently pushed his face. "What if every time I say 'I love you,' it's not you whom I am thinking of?" you teased, looking at him, and he nodded.

"What if I punish you after this? How do you like that?" he asked, grinning, and you said, "What if I don't want to?" You both laughed."Who thought about this stupid challenge? It was you," he said, pinching your nose.

"Be honest, was it half meant?" he asked you, which made you laugh. "What makes you say that?" you asked. "What if you're really pretending that you love me? What if you're just really waiting for me to let you go?" he asked as he threw himself at you, and you quickly hugged him.

"I'm going to kill myself, for real," he said, which made you hit him. "I love you for real, dumbass," you said, and he looked up to you, and you kissed him.

 

SANZU

"You don't have a choice," you said with a grin as you pulled him out of bed. He groaned about wanting to rest, but you persisted. "Come on, let's do this. I promise I'll treat you after," you added coaxingly, and he finally relented and sat down.

"Don't take this seriously! This is just a what-if," you warned him, but you couldn't stop laughing. "Then let's just not do this," he said, but you glared at him, so he just sighed.

"You go first," you said, pointing at him. "This is really stupid," he said as he sighed, but you just laughed. "Go ahead," you said, and it took a while before he thought of something.

"What if whenever I tell you I can't come home, I'm really at another girl's house?" he said, which caught you off guard, and you reluctantly hit his arms, but he just laughed. "What the fuck, Sanzu?" you said as you chuckled.

"Come on, this is what you want, right? It's your turn," he said as he chuckled."What if I am just really forced to love you?" you asked while laughing. "Really? With this face and good body, you'll be forced?" he asked, leaning close to you. You gently pushed his face away while laughing and said, "Stop saying anything, babe. Go on," still laughing.

"What if I am actually making out with your friend?" he said as he laughed out loud. You glared at him, but he just laughed like he had won the challenge.

"What if I still love my ex?" you said with confidence, which made his smile fade away, and you laughed.

"What if I shot his skull right here right now?" he said seriously, and you broke out laughing as you hit him with a pillow.

"Calm down, this is just a 'what if'," you said, still laughing, but he wrapped his arms around your waist and carried you on top of him. "Stop with this bullshit already. It's not funny," he said, and you laughed as you kissed his neck.

 

KAKUCHO

As you both sat at the restaurant, enjoying your meal, you suddenly came up with an idea. "Baby, let's play the 'what if' challenge. Do you know that?" you asked him. He looked surprised, but he nodded. "As in right now?" he asked, still unsure. "Yes, right now," you confirmed with a smile.

"I don't want to," he said as he wiped the edge of your lips with his thumb. You pouted, but he continued, "Come on, you're just looking for a fight." You chuckled. "You think I'm making this an excuse for an argument later on?" you asked, and he nodded.

“You shouldn't get annoyed," you added. "No, you should tell that to yourself," he retorted, making you hit his arm playfully.

But you weren't going to give up that easily. "Come on, I'll go first," you said, and he had no choice but to agree.

"What if I went to the bar last night and hooked up with someone?" you asked, trying not to laugh as you watched his serious expression. "I know you wouldn't do that," he replied, making you elbow his arm.

"Your turn," you prompted. "I can't think of anything," he said with a shrug, and he continued to eat. "Don't be so corny," you teased, glaring at him. "What if I'm getting tired of you?" he said out of nowhere, and you nodded. "Then get some rest," you replied, and you both laughed.

"What if before we even dated, I just planned on making you fall for me and my true purpose was to cause you pain?" you said, trying to stir things up. He just nodded, unfazed. "It's fine then," he said, making you laugh and hit his arm. "What do you mean?" you asked, still laughing. "You're always fighting with me, even when I didn't do anything," he explained. "And I chose to love you, even with the risk of getting hurt," he added seriously. Why are you so serious, bro?" you said, and he glared at you, which made you chuckle.

"What if every time you're not coming home, I'm bringing someone into our house?" he said, trying to make you jealous. You gave him a death glare, and he quickly laughed. "What if I just agreed to date you out of fun? I don't really love you," you said, trying to see his reaction. He just smiled and sipped his drink. "That's good, we have fun together," he said, making you both laugh.

"What if I actually hooked up with the girl you're jealous of?" he said, trying to push your buttons further. You slowly looked at him with piercing eyes, and he quickly said, "Look at your face; I told you I don't want to do this," while laughing. "Fuck you!" you said, playfully pinching his arm.

"What if we just break up?" you said suddenly, trying to end the game. He quickly gave you a hug while still laughing hard. "No way, I can't live without you," he said, making you smile and hug him back.

 

KOKONOI

"Are you down?" you asked him as you gently took out all the food from the paper bag after your drive-thru. He nodded quickly. "I am down. Do you want me to go first?" he said confidently, and you both laughed. "Go ahead, I'm giving you the right," you said, and he started to think.

He began, "What if I regret that I met you?" and smiled as he looked at you. You hit him with the paper bag and jokingly said, "I know that fucker."

"Look at you, it's just starting, and you're already annoyed. You're the one who suggested it," he said as he took a sip of his soda.

"What if I'm secretly dating one of your friends?" you said, and he chuckled. "Who?" he asked, which made you both laugh. "Stop asking. It's just a what-if," you said as you smiled, enjoying his reaction.

He cleared his throat and thought for a moment. "What if I just loved you out of pity?" he said teasingly as he looked at you, and you smiled downward. "What's with that look?" he asked, putting his hand on your thigh as he laughed. "Really?" you sadly asked, which made you both laugh.

"What if my ex is asking me for a comeback, and I'm really having thoughts about it?" you said, which made him stunned and unable to even take a bite of his burger, which made you chuckle. "I knew it," he said, and you broke out laughing. "What do you mean you knew it?" you asked as you hit his arm, unable to prevent yourself from laughing.

"What if I just decided to court you because of a bet with my friends?" he said, and you glared at him. "I don't want this anymore," you said, which made him laugh as he scooped his ice cream. "What if I'm just staying with you because of your money?" you said, to which he replied with a shrug. You pinched his arm, making him groan.

"What if I got another girl pregnant?" he said, and your eyes widened in shock at what he just said, and he silently enjoyed your reaction. "Try me, Hajime," you said, and he laughed, but later on, he pulled your wrist and gave you a kiss. "Not gonna happen," he said, and you rolled your eyes.

"What if I wanted to marry you right now?" he said, and you looked at him, trying to prevent yourself from blushing. "What if I don't want you to be my husband?!" you shouted, which made him laugh even more. "I love you, dumbass," he said, kissing your hand.

 

RAN

You and Ran were both sitting on the couch, scrolling through your phones in silence, when he suddenly spoke up. "Let's play the 'what if' challenge," he suggested. You pretended not to hear him, so he playfully slapped your legs. "Come on, it'll be fun," he urged. However, you were still upset with him from a previous argument and didn't feel like playing. "I don't want to," you replied, giving him a stern look. "You still have some issues to work out with me!" you added, feeling frustrated that he hadn't made up with you after the argument. He laughed and teased you, saying, "You're still mad at me, huh?” 

"Come on, you go first," but you shook your head and insisted, "No, you thought of it, so you go first," rolling your eyes. He smirked and commented, "You look so hot when you do that." You glared at him, but he just chuckled.

He started the game by asking, "What if... what if I'm in this position because I'm flirting with someone?" he asked, his eyes still on his phone. You looked at him seriously and gently kicked his abdomen, which made him laugh. "Really, Ran? Flirting with someone right in front of my face?" you asked, trying to reach for his phone, but he hid it. You were still annoyed with him for not making up after the argument, and here he is still annoying you further. "I'm just kidding, doll," he said, stealing a kiss from your lips. You wiped it off quickly, feeling irritated, and he giggled.

"What if I'm just toying with you? What if you're just a past time?" he continued. You smiled, annoyed all over your face, which made him laugh even more. "What if the reason I went out last night was because I'm meeting someone and it's more than just a meeting?" you shot back. He nodded his head, amused by what you said, and you both laughed. "What now, huh?" you teased him, and he chuckled.

"What if I'm just using you to get over my ex?" he said, teasingly looking at you. You were clearly angry and threw every pillow within reach at him, but he just laughed, enjoying your reaction. "You fucker!" you exclaimed, clearly annoyed. "My blood is really boiling for you. What if I choke you to death?" you threatened, jumping on him. He was out of breath from laughing too hard. "Stop it, doll," he said, stopping your hands from gently choking him as he caught his breath.

"What if all this time you're just a third party, and my ex is the one I am with?" he asked. You pulled his hair out of anger, but he just laughed as if it was nothing. "What if I bury you alive?"

"What if you woke up tomorrow and you were already inside a coffin?" you shouted, and he burst out laughing on the floor, clearly happy with your reactions.

 

RINDOU

"Babe, let's do the 'what if' challenge," you said to Rindou, who was almost finished washing the dishes. He quickly shook his head. "Come onnnn, it looks fun," you said as you giggled. "I don't want to," he said as he dried his hands.

"Why not? Come on," you said, trying to convince him. "I don't want to fight after, love. I know you," he said, looking at you seriously, and you laughed. "Promise, I won't," you said as you raised your right hand open, making a promise, but he walked out.

"Come on, Rindou! Or else!" you threatened, which made him turn to look at you. "See?" he sarcastically said, which made you laugh. "Come on, let's do it," you said as you dragged him into the room. "We are not allowed to get hurt," you said, and he ran his palm across his face. "Let's just not do it, it's not a good idea," he said, but in the end, you still won.

"Game," you said, and he sighed. "Ladies first," he said as he held your hand and started playing with it. "What if I don't really love you and I just see you as my best friend?" you said while smiling, and he slowly nodded, pretending it didn't hurt him.

"What if I'm actually in a relationship with your best friend?" you gasped, and he laughed as he held your hands tightly. "You're not allowed to get hurt," he reminded you, and you rolled your eyes. "I am not," you defended as you thought of another one.

"What if I still haven't moved on from my ex and you are just a rebound?" you rebutted with confidence, which made him put his fist on his mouth while smiling, clearly annoyed.

"What if every time I asked for permission to go DJing, that's not really what I am doing, and I'm just flirting with other girls?" he said, and you tilted your head as you hit his arms, and he laughed.

"See, I'm sure you're going to get mad at me after this," he said as he ran his hand through your thigh. "What if I actually cheated, but I'm scared to tell you the truth?" you asked, and with that, he hit you with a pillow, which made you break out in laughter.

"What? Does it hurt?" you teased, but he just looked at you while chuckling, still unable to believe what you just said. "It hurts," he confessed, which made you laugh.

"What if this is the last time you'll laugh like that?" he said, which made you laugh harder. "What if I don't really love you and the one that I love is your brother?" you said as you laughed silently, and his face became gloomy.

"That's it, I'm done," he said as he stood up. You followed him while dying of laughter. "Babe, I'm sorry," you said as you chuckled. "Talk to yourself, I don't want to talk to you," he said, sulking, which made you laugh.

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[shinskichan]

bonten as fur parents (exes edition). big baby mikey.

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[shinskichan]

synopsis: It was just a normal day with the person you love when suddenly your sister calls asking for a favor to take care of her son, and there he is, Mikey, getting jealous over a kid.

pairing: Mikey x Fem!Reader

notes: pure fluff and kind of crack?

word count: 4k+

You slowly opened your eyes when the sun started to hit your face, savoring the feeling of warmth spreading over you. It was another peaceful day to start off, and you couldn't help but feel grateful for it. Beside you lies the sleepy-head Mikey, who is still in his deep slumber, his hands wrapped tightly around your waist. You carefully removed his hands, not wanting to disturb his rest.

As you got up, you slowly stretched your arms, feeling your own muscles wake up from their sleep. You went to the bathroom to wash your face, splashing cool water on your cheeks to wake you up fully. Feeling refreshed, you headed straight to the kitchen, wondering what you could prepare for the both of you for breakfast.

The fridge was stocked with eggs, cheese, and bacon, so you just decided to whip up some omelets. You start with a fluffy omelet that is cooked to perfection, ensuring that the eggs are light and airy. Next, you fry up some crispy bacon until it's golden and delicious. For the protein, you prepare sunny-side-up eggs, which are not only visually appealing but also pack a punch of nutrients. You also add some hotdogs to the mix for an added burst of flavor. Finally, no breakfast is complete without some fried rice.

While you were in the kitchen preparing these delicious dishes, you made sure to get out your nicest glass plates and silverware to make the meal feel special. You wanted everything to be perfect before Manjiro woke up. After all, breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and you wanted to make sure that he had a delicious and satisfying start to his morning.

As you were putting the final touches on the meal, you suddenly felt a pair of warm hands wrap around you. It was none other than Manjiro who had woken up and come to see what you were making. He leaned in and kissed your neck. "Good morning, love," he said, as he rested his chin on your shoulders. "Rise and shine, sleepy head." You greeted him back with a smile and a yawn, still feeling a bit groggy from your sleep. He took your hand and led you to the dining area, where an array of delicious foods were prepared.

"I'm sorry I wasn't able to wake up early to help you prepare breakfast like I promised last night," he said with a disappointed look on his face. You playfully ruffled his hair and gave him a reassuring smile. “Don't worry about it. We can always make breakfast together another time," You replied as you both sat down in the chair and enjoyed the delicious food in front of you.

The aroma of the perfectly cooked fried rice, mixed with the smoky flavor of the sizzling bacon and the bright yellow yolk of the sunny side up eggs, is so enticing that it immediately triggers your taste buds, making your mouths water in anticipation of the delicious meal that is about to be served.

Before you could even take another spoonful of food, your phone began to ring, and you quickly got it to answer. "Hello?" you said on another line. "Hey y/n, are you busy today?" your older sister asked. You saw Mikey's head look up at you, wondering who you were talking to. "Not really, why? Something came up?" You asked. "Could you take care of Leo for today? I'm having an important thing to do, and it would be such a pain to bring him with me," she asked in a worried tone. "Sure, no problem; it's been a while since the last time I visited him," You said as you smiled widely and put your gaze on Mikey, who was now frowning while he was eating.

Leo has always held a special place in your heart. Unfortunately, due to the demands of your busy life, you haven't been able to see him as often as you would like. So you can't imagine your surprise when your sister called you up out of the blue, asking for a favor. "I'm really hesitant to ask because I know you've been busy lately,” she said, her voice tinged with anxiety. "It's alright; don't worry about it," you said in a reassuring tone. “I know he would love to spend some time with you," she said. "Should I come and pick him up?" you asked. "No, no, I'll just drop him off at your place. He's still sleeping," your sister replied, a hint of amusement in her voice. "Alright then, I'll just wait for you both here," you said, and she agreed and hung up the phone.

You put your phone down on the table and started to eat your precious breakfast. "Why are you frowning like that?" you asked with a chuckle. "Who's this guy you haven't visited in a while? And what do you mean you're going to wait for them to arrive?” he asked, perplexed. You giggled at his inquisitiveness and replied, "It's my nephew, dumbass, you said as you playfully pinched his nose, causing him to turn his head to avoid further pinches.

"What about it?" he inquired while taking a spoonful of food. "My sister asked me to take care of Leo for today because she has a lot on her plate. It's hard for her to take him to work, you know," you explained, and he nodded in understanding. "Is it the nephew you were talking about that you're super close with?"He asked, and you nodded in agreement.

You felt excited at the thought of introducing him to Leo, your nephew, whom you had mentioned so many times before. "You'll finally meet him; after all these times, I haven't introduced you to my nephew," you said as you chuckled. "Yeah, I met everyone in your family but not your nephew," he said as he giggled. "Just so you know, Leo can be a bit clingy sometimes, because he views me as his second mother,” you warned him, as you didn't want him to be caught off guard by Leo's actions later on. "What exactly do you mean?" he asked, looking a bit confused. You couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable he looked. "Never mind,” You said as you took another bite of your food. He continued to look perplexed, clearly still wondering what you meant. Given Mikey's childlike behavior, you have a feeling that Leo might get on his nerves. The thought alone made you laugh out loud.

MOMENTS LATER

You were just hanging out in the living room, watching his favourite cartoons. His head was on your lap while you were stroking his soft blond hair. It was a beautiful day outside, with the sun shining brightly and casting its warm rays through the window. You couldn't help but feel grateful for this moment and for this quiet time spent with him. You thought about how lucky you were to have him and how much joy he brought into your life.

As you both watched the cartoons together, you couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment wash over you. It's days like this, without the stress of work or other obligations, that you truly cherish. Even without special occasions or events, just a normal day spent with the love of your life will always be your comfort.

"I'm sleepy," he murmured as he turned himself towards you and wrapped his arm around your waist. "You're always sleepy," you said, chuckling. "Mind giving me a cuddle?" he asked softly, and you smiled. You cuddled together, enjoying the warmth and comfort of each other's embrace.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, interrupting your sweet moment. You saw him slightly frown because of the sudden interruption. You stood up to open the door. "Auntie!" Leo exclaimed with a big smile on his face. "Leoooo!" you called out to your nephew in an affectionate tone. Your arms were extended wide for a hug. Leo, with his cute little arms, wrapped them around your neck and did the same with his feet, making him cling to you tightly. You gave him a warm and loving hug as you looked over at your sister.

"It's been too long, y/n," your sister said, and you nodded in agreement. You welcomed her into the house and put Leo down for a brief moment. "Oh, Mikey's here!" your sister exclaimed as she spotted Mikey walking towards your position. You smiled at his arrival, feeling grateful for his presence and the additional company. "Hey, it's been a while. Take a seat," Mikey said warmly as he greeted your sister.

She shook her head and declined, saying, "I'm afraid I can't stay any longer; I have some important things to attend to. Please take care of Leo for me," she said, and you quickly nodded as you held Leo's hand. "Of course," you replied with a smile. "Thank you, my little sister; you're the best," she said, hugging you tightly. "I'm sorry I couldn't catch up with the both of you. Maybe later when I'm done with these important things," she added, casting a glance at both you and Mikey. "Absolutely, no worries," Mikey said, smiling briefly. You couldn't help but smile too, feeling a flutter in your chest whenever you saw him smile like that.

"Well, I think it's time for me to go," she said, glancing down at Leo, who was staring up at her. "Please do your best to behave for your uncle and auntie while I'm away. I'll come back soon, I promise." She affectionately patted Leo's head, who nodded back at her. "Don't worry, Mommy. I'll be a well-behaved boy. Take care!" Leo exclaimed, wrapping his little arms around his mother in a tender embrace. "I'm glad to hear that, my love. I'll see you soon," your sister said, giving you a warm smile before saying her final goodbyes and departing.

When his mom disappeared from your sight, he quickly hid himself behind you, holding onto the edge of your shirt tightly. He seemed a little scared and anxious, so you tried to comfort him by reassuring him that everything was going to be alright.

"Who's that guy, auntie?" he asked, his voice trembling a little. "He looked like a bad guy." You held him closer and told him that the man's name was Mikey and that he wasn't a bad person. Leo seemed a little skeptical. "Hey kid, I'm not as bad as you think I am," Mikey said bluntly, trying to ease Leo's fears. You could see the surprise on Leo's face, and you couldn't help but chuckle at the situation.

"I don't like him!" Leo whined, clearly upset. Mikey, however, wasn't about to back down. "I don't like you either; stop holding my y/n," he said, bickering with Leo. "No! She's my auntie; go away, blond guy! You're bad," Leo said, revealing his true feelings about Mikey. Mikey couldn't resist teasing Leo a little. "Look who's talking; you told your mom you'd be a good boy?" he teased. Unfortunately, this was the last straw for Leo, and he burst into tears. You quickly stepped in, trying to diffuse the situation.

"Mikey, stop scaring the kid," you said firmly as you gently hit him and kneeled down to wipe Leo's tears. It was clear that you needed to find a way to get them along, and you knew it wouldn't be easy. But you were determined to make it work. "I don't like him, auntie. Who is he?" Leo asked as he sobbed, his young face contorting in confusion and distress. Mikey responded with an insensitive remark: "Hey kid, stop with those little acts." You shot him a warning look, but he just childishly stomped his feet and walked towards the couch.

You knelt down and gently wiped away his tears. "I'm sorry for the way your uncle acts," You said, trying to provide some comfort. "But I think it's important that you get to know him. Come here, and I'll introduce you to him," you said.

At first, he was hesitant, but with some gentle persuasion, you were able to convince him. "He's Uncle Mikey, Auntie's boyfriend," you said, introducing him to Mikey. Mikey had a frown on his face and seemed uninterested in the conversation, so you playfully hit his arm. "Stop it already; you're acting like a kid," you chuckled. Despite your comment, Mikey remained silent and kept his eyes fixed on the TV screen.

"Eh? But he doesn't look like it," Leo said as he tilted his head in confusion. "He acts like a child," Leo teased with a smile, making Mikey turn his gaze on him. Despite giving Leo a few death glares, Leo couldn't help but laugh.

Leo then decided to join both of you on the couch, sitting on your lap, and you all spent your time watching TV together. "Hey kiddo, mind sitting over there; that's my place." Mikey pointed at the single sofa while frowning at Leo. You let out a sigh. You knew that Mikey doesn't really know how to get along with children.

"No, why don't you sit there instead? I'm going to stay here because I miss my auntie," Leo said as he smiled at you, and you did the same. His little arms gave you a soft hug. Mikey looked at Leo with a stern expression and said, "Do you think I'll let you slide? This is my place, and it always has been." Mikey picked him up and sat him on his side, so Leo started crying.

"Listen to your uncle, and don't be stubborn," Mikey continued. As he laid his head on your lap. "Manjiro," you coldly called his name, and he just pouted as he sat down properly and carefully carried Leo back into your lap. "You're so lucky that you're still a kid," he murmured, his eyes narrowing slightly. You shot him with a look of annoyance, shaking your head. "Stop being so childish, Mikey," you chided, reaching over to pinch his nose playfully. He frowned, clearly not satisfied with your response.

"But what am I supposed to do now?" he asked, his voice tinged with desperation. "I should be the one there." He whined like a child. "Why don't you take a nap or something?" you suggested, reaching for the remote control. Mikey's eyes widened in shock. "What? No way!" he protested, scooting closer to you on the couch. "I'm not going anywhere," he said, putting his head on your shoulder.

"Do you know that you stole my precious moment with her?" he told Leo. “But I missed my auntie!" he said, almost pleadingly. Mikey let out a long sigh, clearly exasperated. "Fine, just for today!" he compromised, and you couldn't help but chuckle at the two of them. Despite their bickering, they end up compromising.

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— daily basis are works that talks about pretty much your daily life with sanzu.

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can't stop kissing you. quarrel.

— couple of series that i've made solely for sanzu.

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manjiro. sanzu. kakucho. kokonoi. ran. rindou. takeomi. mochizuki.

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— daily basis are works that talks about pretty much your daily life with manjiro.

SFW

jealous over a kid.

— couple of series that i've made solely for manjiro.

nothing here yet

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[shinskichan]

helloooo! i'm shin. nineteen. she/her. infj. virgo. asian.

facts:

— I basically find solace in writing ever since I was a kid.

— I love everything about art.

— I am a capricorn moon and a libra rising

— Mikey enthusiast!

— I can't think of anything to put here lol.

likes:

listening to music, reading a lot of books; esp. fiction books, sleeping (badly need this rn), overthinking lol., writing ofc!

dislikes:

very spicy foods (don't attack me pls. lol)

hobbies:

dancing, drawing and arts, playing mobile games, watching anime/movies/kdrama/cdrama/thaidrama/any drama basically.

if you want to get to know me more, interact with me using asks! love lots!♡

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synopsis: you've been waiting for sanzu to come home and wondered why he was giving you the cold treatment the last few days.

pairing: Bonten!Sanzu x Fem!Reader

notes: busy!sanzu, unintentional shout, hurt/comfort

word count: 3.8k+

I miss him

You sighed as you sat on the cold couch, feeling a sense of loneliness and sadness as you waited for your boyfriend, Sanzu, to come home. He had mentioned that he had some work to do, and despite living under the same roof, the two of you had been struggling to find time for each other lately. You had attempted to reach out to him through phone calls and texts, but he had not responded. As you watched a movie alone, you began to wonder if he was purposely giving you the cold shoulder. However, you tried to push those negative thoughts away and told yourself that he was just busy.

As the hours ticked by and the sun began to set, you found yourself growing increasingly concerned. Sanzu usually returns home before evening, but tonight was different. Despite feeling anxious, you decided to put your energy into something positive and headed to the kitchen to prepare something special for dinner. You missed him dearly and wanted to show your affection through your cooking, which you made extra special just for him.

You smiled at the thought, hoping that he would love what you had prepared for him. You carefully selected the ingredients and put all of your efforts into cooking a dish bursting with flavor. You even went the extra mile to set the table with a beautiful arrangement and light some candles to add to the romantic atmosphere.

As you awaited his arrival, you attempted to call him to let him know that dinner was ready, but to no avail. You sighed as you took a glance at the delicious meal you had prepared.You didn't want to think negative thoughts, so instead you tried to stay positive and believe that he would come back soon because he's never late. You decided to wait for him to share the meal together, so you just went to the couch and spent the night watching several movies. As the hours passed and it got later and later, you started to feel worried that something might have happened to him. Your thoughts were interrupted when your phone vibrated, and you quickly grabbed it to check the message. It was from him, saying, "I'm going home late, you should get some rest." Reading this, you quickly frowned and replied, "No, I'll wait for you." After sending the text, you waited for a few minutes, but there was no response. Feeling frustrated, you plopped back down on the couch and muttered to yourself, "Whatever, I'll just wait for him to come home. Who knows, maybe he won't even come back." You didn't even realize that you had fallen asleep on the couch.

Moments later, you jerked out of bed and realized that you had dozed off. You took a quick glance at the clock and noticed that it was already past 2 in the morning. “I see, he's not home yet,” you bitterly said, and suddenly, your stomach made a loud growling noise, reminding you that you had skipped dinner and were now feeling hungry. Feeling consumed with sadness, you slowly stood up from the couch, feeling the weight of your emotions as you made your way to the dining room. The setting that you set up earlier feels empty, but it was filled with the delicious aroma of the meal you had prepared earlier. As you looked at the food, you couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment and defeat. "The food is cold now," you commented to yourself in a tone that was tinged with sadness and regret. As you sat down at the table and stared at the empty chair across from you, you couldn't help but wonder if he would ever come home. Despite your best efforts to remain optimistic, it seemed like he just wasn't coming back. As you grabbed a plate and began to eat, you made a conscious effort to distract yourself from the sadness that still lingered within you."Stupid tears, why am I crying right now?" you asked yourself when you felt your tears rolling down your cheeks. You immediately wiped them off and continued eating, but your tears couldn't help but fall.

You ask yourself out loud, with confusion, "Why did he suddenly start acting cold?" His sudden actions are hurting you, and you can't help but overthink things. You ask yourself, "Did I do something wrong?" repeatedly, as if he could hear you. Your mind races trying to figure out what you could have done to make him act that way, but you can't seem to find any reasons at all. You try to convince yourself over and over again that maybe, just maybe, he is just busy with important things, but the other side of your mind can't help but think, "What if?" What if he is not doing anything related to work and is with someone else? It is right in front of you that he is giving you the cold treatment, but you don't want to accept the fact because you are hoping he's just busy. You try to distract your thoughts and convince yourself otherwise, but it is evident. Your thoughts continue to spiral, and after you finish eating, you immediately wash the dishes and return to the couch once again, lost in your thoughts.

Even so, you were determined to wait for him and talk to him. You couldn't let yourself sleep because you had a feeling that something was wrong. With a heavy heart, you turned off the TV and patiently waited for him to come home. As each second and minute passed, your tears fell like a river, bearing the pain of the cold treatment he gave you. You couldn't understand why he had to treat you like that. It was like you were walking on eggshells around him all the time, never sure what might set him off. You loved him, but sometimes it felt like you couldn't feel his love anymore.

After a few moments, you heard a car engine outside, and you sighed in relief. You glanced at the clock and realized it was already 4 in the morning—a time when even the night owls were fast asleep. "Really? Is he too busy to go home at 4?" you bitterly asked as you waited for him to come inside the house. Your mind raced with thoughts. When the door finally opened, it revealed your boyfriend, Sanzu. He saw you sitting on the couch but didn't bother to greet you. That indifference felt like a sharp stab to your heart, causing a deep ache that you tried to ignore. "You're back," you sarcastically said as you saw Sanzu walk through the door. He looked tired, and his eyes were bloodshot

"Where did you go?" you asked. "Don't say I didn't inform you,” he replied curtly, and he was about to walk to your bedroom when you stood up and grabbed his wrist.” I want to rest,” Sanzu said, seeming distant and uninterested. "Really? That's it? I've waited for you the whole night, Sanzu!" you exclaimed, feeling an outburst of emotions. He looked up to the ceiling before he responded, "It's your fault. I told you to rest, but you didn't listen," he said, his eyes piercing yours. "I'm going to bed," he said abruptly, heading towards the bedroom. You followed him, feeling hurt and confused. "Why are you acting like this?" you asked, hoping for a deeper explanation. "Acting like what?" he asked in a cold tone of voice.

"What's wrong? Why are you treating me this way?" you asked, your eyes welling up with tears. "Don't get me started, y/n. I'm just not in the mood," he replied, causing you to scoff. "But don't you care about me?" you pressed, hoping for some kind of explanation. But he remained silent. "I just wish you would tell me what's going on so I don't have to keep guessing. I can't understand why you're acting like this," you continued, the tears now streaming down your face. "It's been days since you started pushing me away. I've tried to reach out to you so many times, but you always have an excuse. I've tried to be patient and understanding, but it feels like you're slipping away from me," you explained, your voice shaking with emotion. "I feel like you don't even want to be around me anymore," you added, your heart breaking at the thought. Despite the overwhelming emotions you're showing, Sanzu remained distant and unresponsive. You tried to meet his gaze, but he looked away, leaving you feeling helpless and alone. "Can we please talk about this?" you whispered softly, desperate for some kind of connection with him. But still, he said nothing.

"I'm so tired, let's talk some other time," He said as he went to change his clothes. You felt so broken by his reaction. You had just finished explaining your side, and it felt like it wasn't enough. "Sanzu, please," you begged, but he wasn't responding. You felt helpless and alone. "Let's make it ou-" You were cut off when he suddenly raised his voice, startling you. "Enough!" he shouted. "I told you already, I'm not in the mood for this. I'm tired, can't you understand simple words?" His words stung like a knife, and you felt a deep ache in your chest. "Ever since our relationship started, I tried my best to understand you all over again," you said, your voice trembling with emotion. "I just want you to understand how I feel."

"Don't you understand that you're hurting me?" you mumbled, tears streaming down your face. You wished he could see how much his words and actions were affecting you. With that, he felt a pang of guilt in his chest, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything. He watched as you walked out of the room and slammed the door shut. You made your way to the other room that was once his, but he had decided to share the room with you.

You closed the door and locked it as you collapsed on the floor, feeling a deep sense of hurt and pain. It can be so difficult when all you want is to be understood, but no matter how hard you try to explain yourself, it seems like he was just not willing to listen or make an effort to understand you. So you cried, tears streaming down your face as you tried to process everything that had just happened. You cried so hard that eventually, you found yourself drifting off to sleep, exhausted from the emotions.

On the other side, Sanzu felt so stupid for letting those words slip into his mouth. He had been replaying the conversation over and over in his mind, and realized that he should have been more thoughtful and considerate of your feelings. He understood that his actions had consequences, and he wished he could take back what he said, but the damage has already been done. He couldn't help but feel guilty about how he treated you and the impact it had on you. As he lay down on the bed, he kept thinking about you. He knew that you wouldn't talk to him, that's why he didn't bother knocking on the door, and he also knew that you hadn't rested well. He sighed as he waited for the sun to rise.

 

NEXT MORNING

 

Sanzu had a restless night, unable to sleep soundly due to his constant thoughts of you. Despite only getting two hours of sleep, he couldn't resist the urge to check up on you. Quietly, he got out of bed and grabbed the spare keys to your room. Slowly opening the door, he saw you curled up in bed without a comforter and the air conditioning turned off. He couldn't bear to see you in such discomfort and quickly walked over to turn on the air conditioning. As he looked at you, a deep sense of guilt washed over him for what had happened earlier. Seeing tears still on your face, he gently wiped them away and adjusted your position. Knowing that you wouldn't wake up easily, he covered you with a warm comforter. Before leaving the room, he made sure to lock the door behind him, wanting to ensure your privacy.

He took a deep sigh as he walked towards the kitchen, feeling a sense of heaviness weighing down on him. But then he saw something on the dining table. It was the food that you had cooked with so much effort and love. Seeing it made him realize the times you had tried so hard to reach out to him, only for him to push you away. It struck him how much he had hurt you, and the guilt began to gnaw at him. With tears forming in his eyes, he quickly grabbed a spoon and started to eat every bit of the food. It was a large serving, but he ate all of it, hoping that somehow it would ease the pain he had caused you.

As he stood up to wash the dishes, he decided to cook breakfast, putting in extra effort to show you how much he cared. He understands that his actions have caused irreparable damage, but he is willing to do everything in his power to make it up to you. He doesn't really expect you to forgive him, but he will wholeheartedly accept the treatment he gets from you.

He took his time cooking and making the dish extra special. Although he wasn't very good at plating, he tried so hard that he even watched some tutorials just to be able to make it look presentable. After he finished cooking, he slightly smiled and hoped that you would at least give it a taste. He was hesitant to knock on the door, but he did anyway. He knocked several times, calling out gently, "Baby, come out. I made you breakfast." To his disappointment, there was no response. He waited for a few minutes, hoping that you would hear him and come out. But still, there was no response.

He let out a heavy sigh, his mind filled with worry and concern. As he stood outside the door, he heard a sudden thud, followed by a low grumble of pain. Without a second thought, he grabbed the spare key and quickly unlocked the door, fearing the worst. To his relief, he found you sitting on the floor, looking disheveled and disoriented. Rushing to your side, he asked what had happened, his face etched with concern. But you couldn't bear to look him in the eye, the memory of the earlier incident still fresh in your mind. He seemed to sense your discomfort and quickly averted his gaze, turning his back to you. As he made his way towards the door, he paused and spoke with a hint of regret in his voice. "I'm sorry about earlier, I know what I did was unforgivable, but please don't lock yourself here. I made you breakfast, it's up to you if you want to eat or not." With that, he left the room, his hand still trembling with nervousness as he caught his breath while his hands were on his chest as if he were so nervous.

You didn't know how to react, but the sincerity of the gesture had an impact on you. As you grappled with conflicting thoughts and emotions, you hesitantly opened the door, cautiously scanning the area for any signs of him. When he was nowhere in sight, you felt a twinge of disappointment, fearing that he had already given up on you and left without even attempting to reach out. However, when you stepped out of the door, his voice broke the silence. "So you decided to come out," he said with a sense of relief. You didn't reply, still processing everything that had happened. As your stomach grumbled with hunger, you made your way to the kitchen but decided to quench your hunger with a glass of water instead.

You saw something on the table, and your stomach growled. You tried to hide it, but he heard it. "You should eat," he said, but you glared at him. "I'm not hungry," you replied, but your stomach betrayed you with another growl. He sighed and said, "If you don't like the food I cooked, just tell me what you would like to eat. I'll order it for you." You remained silent. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be working?" you asked, changing the subject as you walked over to the couch. "I decided to stay," he replied, but you were not willing to give in just yet. "Baby, I'm sorry," he apologized, and you could hear the sincerity in his voice.

"I know, I know I shouldn't have treated you that way or talked to you that way. I know it's my fault," he began, his voice heavy with remorse. He took a deep breath before continuing, "I've been struggling a lot lately. My mind has been blank, and I haven't been able to feel much of anything. It's like I've been trapped inside my own thoughts, unable to escape." He looked at you, his eyes filled with pain. "There were so many things that were bothering me, and I know that's no excuse for how I treated you. But I just wanted to let you know what was happening with me." He moved closer, sitting down beside you. "It doesn't matter if you forgive me or not, I'm just always here. I'm sorry. I'm truly sorry for what I did," he said, his voice soft and sincere. You both sat in silence for a few moments, before you finally spoke up. "If you had just told me what was going on earlier, we could have avoided this whole argument," you said as you stood up.

He stood up as well, reached for your hand, and turned you around. You looked at him, giving him a "what?" look. "Can, can I hug you?" he asked sincerely, and longing was evident in him. You gently opened your arms, and he slowly went to you for an embrace. He wrapped you in his arms, resting his head on yours. "I've been longing for this, I'm so stupid for acting that way and making you feel pain," he said as you felt his grip tighten. You know you can't resist him, no matter what happens. "You don't have to say anything, hurry up and eat," he said as the hug loosened. You just went to the food he prepared and went to eat it. You felt happy that he made an effort to make the food, and you appreciated the thing he did for you.

He stood up from his seat as well and reached for your hand, gently turning you around to face him. You gave him a questioning look as he asked, "Can I hug you?" You sensed the sincerity and longing in his voice, so you opened your arms and allowed him to embrace you. As he rested his head on yours, you felt the warmth of his embrace and heard him say, "I've been longing for this. I'm so sorry for my past behavior that caused you pain." His grip tightened, and you felt the weight of his words. Despite everything that had happened, you found yourself unable to resist him. After a moment, he released you and said, "You don't have to say anything. Hurry up and eat." You noticed the food he had prepared and felt a sense of appreciation for the effort he had put in.

You wonder where the food you prepared went, even though you covered it. He seemed to notice it and approached you, saying, "If you're looking for the food, I ate it." Shocked, your eyes widened as you exclaimed, "What? That was a lot of food!" Despite your reaction, your partner chuckled and replied, "I know you made an effort for it, so I ate it all." You couldn't help but smile. "How was the food?" he asked, looking at you expectantly. "Good," you replied teasingly, causing him to ask, "Just good?" As you began to walk away, he suddenly pressed his lips to yours, giving you a soft and gentle kiss. "I beg to disagree, it tastes... delicious," he said with a smirk as your lips parted. The sensation of their kisses never failed to give you butterflies; it always felt like the first time. "It feels so good after a while," your partner commented, making your cheeks heat up even more. As you turned your back to him.

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synopsis: It was just a typical night, waiting for Hajime to come home after drinking with his friends. He asked for kisses, but you teased him and said no because he smelled like alcohol.

pairing: Hajime x Gn!Reader

notes: fluff, mention of alcohol, kissing, petname (baby)

word count: 1.1k+

It was already late at night; it had passed 11 p.m., and you found yourself lying in bed, scrolling through your phone while waiting for Hajime. He had said he was just going to hang out with his friends for a while, but after a few more moments, you decided to give him a call.

After a few rings, he answered the phone, sounding a bit tipsy. "Yes, baby?" he asked. "What time is it, Haji?" you asked quietly, noticing the clock had just struck midnight. "Just five more minutes, baby. I'll come home. Promise," he said, and you couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"No, just stay there. You're drunk," you said seriously. "Nooo, what are you talking about? I'm not drunk," he slurred on the other line. "No, just stay there," you firmly said, worried he might get into an accident if he pushed himself.

"I'll just take a cab then," he stubbornly replied. "Baby, it's dangerous. Just stay there," you said, frowning at his stubbornness.

"Oi, Kaku," you heard him call his friend, and you just sighed. "I ain't gonna take your drunk ass," you heard Kaku say, and you couldn't help but chuckle.

"Baby, can you just pick me up?" Hajime asked. You immediately said no. "You took yourself there, right?" you added, imagining the look on his face, which made you smile. "No, Kaku’s gonna take me home. He doesn't have a choice," Hajime said, making you chuckle again. "I'll call you later, baby," he said, but you didn't respond.

"Hey," he said with a hint of annoyance. "What?" you asked, trying to keep yourself from laughing. You really enjoyed teasing him.

"Where's my 'I love you'?" he asked. "I don't know. Why are you asking me?" you said, laughing. "Oh, really? You're talking back to me now, huh?" he sarcastically said.

"I'll end the call. Take care on your way home, if you're coming home," you said, still laughing.

"No, I love you, babyyy," he said, trying to be sweet. "I love you. Happy?" you asked. "I'll take it even if you sound so forced," he said, making you laugh.

After hanging up the phone, you patiently waited for Hajime to come home and just laid down in bed, watching random videos you came across.

While you were immersed in watching one random video after another, the door slowly creaked open, revealing Hajime, who had just returned home.

He quietly closed the door and joined you in bed, spooning you warmly and kissing your shoulder. "I'm home," he said, his breath carrying the strong scent of alcohol. "Baby, can you give me a little attention?" he asked, attempting to turn you around. You put down your phone and turned to face him, fixing his disheveled hair.

"Let me get you some water," you offered, attempting to get out of bed, but he held your waist and pressed you back down onto the bed. "No, you're not going anywhere," he declared, his eyes closing as he pulled you closer to him.

"Baby, I want a kiss," he demanded, but you shook your head, saying no. "Why not?" he asked, his head resting on your neck as he held you tightly. "I can smell the strong scent of alcohol on your breath; you're clearly drunk," you explained as he slowly bit your neck, causing you to gently hit his arms. "I'm not drunk, baby." He tried to convince you, but you remained silent.

"I want a kiss," he said, leaning in for a kiss. However, you playfully put your index finger on his forehead, stopping him. "Sorry, baby, but the alcohol stinks," you teased him. He pouted in response. "But why? I always kiss you even if you smell or taste like alcohol," he said cutely, which made you chuckle.

"Don't worry, it's not about you. I just don't want to taste the alcohol," you explained, stroking his back to comfort him. He looked at you with a sad expression.

"Then why don't I get the same treatment? Don't you love me anymore?" he said, burying his face in the crook of your neck and hugging you tightly. You didn't respond; instead, you continued to stroke his back, trying to calm him down.

He looked at you with a pout. "Baby," he called, and you hummed in response. "Kiss," he said, reaching for your lips, but you leaned away while laughing. "Why?" you asked, and he looked at you with a confused expression as he frowned at your answer.

"What do you mean why? I missed you so much," he said, planting a kiss on your neck. "I don't wanna," you said, still laughing. He leaned away from your embrace, feeling hurt. "Why are you so mean to me? Fine," he said, turning his back on you, which made you laugh again at his cuteness.

"Alright, alright... come here, I'll give you a kiss," you said, trying to turn him around, but he continued to sulk. "No, don't talk to me," he said, grabbing a pillow and covering his face. You chuckled at his childishness.

"You don't want to?" you asked, looking at his back. He immediately removed the pillow and looked at you. "I want to," he said, turning around. "Come here," you said, and he went to snuggle you.

"Where's my kiss?" he asked in his sleepy voice. You leaned in and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "It's too quick, baby," he complained. "What do you want then?" you asked, playfully pinching his nose.

"I want your lips on mine until I wake up," he replied, grinning. You both giggled at his silliness. "Are you crazy? Do you want us dead?" you teased, but he just pulled you closer. "I want a long, passionate kiss," he whispered, his eyes sparkling. You knew what he meant and started kissing him deeply, holding the kiss for as long as you could.

"Was that enough?" you asked, catching your breath. He shook his head. "No, not yet," he said, pulling you back for another round of kisses. This time, you explored each other's mouths, savoring the taste and feel of each other.

"Mmm, much better," he said, smiling contentedly. "Thank you, baby." You smiled back at him, feeling your heart swell with love. "I'm sleepy," he said, his voice low and husky. "It feels like my head is spinning."

"Go to sleep, silly," you said, affectionately scolding him. "I already told you not to drink too much." "I didn't, though," he protested, closing his eyes and resting his head on your chest.

You stroked his hair, feeling his breathing even out. "Take a rest," you said, holding him tightly. "Good night, I love you," he murmured before he fell asleep. "I love you too, my sweet dummy," you whispered, kissing his forehead before drifting off to sleep yourself.

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synopsis: reader asks their rules about the mentioned words below and sees what his reaction is.

characters: Mikey, Sanzu, Kaku, Koko, Ran, Rindou, Takeomi, and Mochi

notes: fluff, crack,

MIKEY

When it comes to curfew, Mikey doesn't like you to come home later than 11:59 p.m.

If you do, he might be waiting for you patiently, sitting on the couch, and asking you why you are late.

Then, it's up to him to decide whether to punish you or not.

It depends on your reasons; if it was reasonable, he might let it slide, but if not, prepare yourself.

As for the clothes, he lets you wear anything you want that makes you feel confident.

He can shoot anyone who looks at you with lust, so he's fine with anything you wear.

He isn't against sleepovers, as long as it's all girls.

But if there are guys, he would just advise you to stay at home.

He's fine with piercings as long as they're not overdone.

He's also fine with tattoos and thinks that they look hot if you have them.

He's okay with parties as long as he's going with you everywhere.

He's also good with drinking as long as he's by your side, not that he doesn't trust you, but he doesn't trust anyone else beside you.

SANZU

He doesn't give you a curfew, but since he's protective, he hires someone to look out for you since he's a very busy person too.

He only hires someone if he knows that you're coming home late.

He doesn't want to let you know about it because he doesn't want you to worry.

He just wants you to be safe.

He's really protective, so he just lets you wear outfits that aren't too revealing.

He's fine with all girls sleepovers.

He's more than willing to go with you if there are boys.

Piercings, he's okay with it, and he thinks it adds more attractiveness.

The same goes with tattoos, but he doesn't want them to go on appropriate parts.

He would let you party with friends while secretly looking after you from a distance because he's worried.

Same with drinking, he would be looking after you from a distance and would stand up to get you if he knew that you were already drunk.

KAKUCHO

He would ask you first if you were coming home late.

If you said yes, then he'll ask you to text or call him if you're going home so he can pick you up.

He lets you wear anything you want.

But if it's too revealing, he will be standing by your side to ensure you're safe until you both go home.

He lets you have sleepovers.

He would still let you sleepover with guys because he trusts you very much.

You just have to keep him updated about what's going on so he won't overthink things.

He's good with piercings, but he doesn't want them to go in inappropriate places.

"How about tattoos?" you asked while intently looking at him, and he didn't hesitate to answer, "Fine with me, your body your rules."

He would let you go to parties.

It's okay with him if you're going alone, but he prefers it if you invite him to come.

He would also ask you when you were coming back, and if you weren't, he would surely go to the place and pick you up.

KOKO

He doesn't really want to give you a curfew, but he doesn't want you to come home late either.

He would call you from time to time or text you if he was going to pick you up already.

He might be a little possessive, so he won't let you show too much skin.

He's good with sleepovers as long as they're all girls.

If there were boys, he might offer one of his houses and include himself in it so that he doesn't have to worry.

He's okay with piercings, but only for appropriate parts.

He's okay with tattoos either way, as long as they're not overdone.

He's good with you partying.

He will always remind you to keep him in touch.

He would also ask you until when are you going with the party because he will pick you up, no buts.

There's a chance that he might go and follow you because he can't help it.

Drinking is fine as long as you don't go home wasted.

If you go home wasted, he might not let you drink without him again.

RAN

He's not going to give you a curfew as long as you're honest with him about where you are at the moment and when you're coming back.

But if he found out that you're lying even once, he might decide on giving you a curfew until 11 p.m.

Later than that, he might close the doors because he doesn't like waking up in the middle of his slumber, and he doesn't like to let the doors open if he's asleep.

So make sure you always carry a spare key.

He's overprotective, so he won't let you wear anything revealing.

He would agree with all girls sleepovers.

"How about if there were boys?" you asked, squinting your eyes. "It's fine with me," he said, which surprised you. "Really?" you asked in shock, and he nodded. "Yes, but you'll be sleeping outside after."

Piercings is fine with him.

And so are the tattoos, he would even want to get a couple tattoos.

He would allow you to party and drink with your friends, but you should go home before 11 p.m.

He would ask you if he should pick you up.

You can call him to pick him up, but if you want to go home by yourself, let him know you're on the way home.

RINDOU

He really overthinks a lot, but he doesn't want you to have curfews.

If you're going somewhere and he knows that you'll come home late,

He would be your personal driver, taking you to your destination and picking you up after.

Just give him a text or call, and he'll be there, no matter what the calamity is.

He's really overprotective, but he doesn't want your confidence to drop, so he lets you wear not-too-revealing clothes.

He would let you show skin at some parts and is ready to throw punches at every guy who will look at you with malice.

He's good with sleepovers.

If there were guys, then he might invite them over to his house and just do the whole sleepover at his place.

He doesn't like you to go alone with boys, and he doesn't want you to be sad, so he just settled with that.

Piercings are fine with him, but not overdone.

He's fine with tattoos as long as they're not too big, and he likes or prefers cool and minimalist tattoos for you.

Parties is okay with him.

It's okay if he's not with you at that moment, but he will make sure to always ask you how you're doing.

Drinking is fine with him, but you have to tell him so he can pick you up when you're drunk.

TAKEOMI

He doesn't want you to have a curfew, so he lets you be.

He's kind of protective, so he wouldn't let you show too much skin, especially the bottom part.

He's okay with sleepovers and would always remind you to take care of yourself.

Piercings is fine with him as well; he might be going with you to check it out.

Tattoos are fine with him as well.

"I wanted to get some tattoos, are you fine with it?" you asked as you asked his permission, and he nodded. "You know what's right and what's wrong," he said, and you nodded.

Parties are good with him; he would let you enjoy your time with yourself from time to time.

But if it's too much, he might tell you that you're not going anywhere.

Drinking is okay with him, but he prefers that you drink with him instead as you talk about your lives and future plans.

MOCHI

It depends on your situation. He would ask you if it was going to make you come home late.

If it's not late, then he'll let you.

If it's late, he will pick you up.

He's good with any clothes you wear.

He's also good with sleepovers.

But if there are guys, never mind, you're staying.

Piercings are okay, but not too much.

Tattoos are fine with him too.

He also okay with you going out to party, but you should be responsible.

He will let you borrow his car so that you won't have any excuse for not coming home and won't come home drunk.

When it comes to drinking, he would say, "Drink responsibly."

[shinskichan]

synopsis: After spending three days away from Sanzu, you returned home exhausted from a long day at work. Overcome with emotion, you found yourself unable to stop kissing him.

pairing: Bonten!Sanzu x Gn!reader

notes: pure fluff and a lot of kissing

word count: 1.6k+

Work

Work has become a significant obstacle in your relationship with Sanzu. The demands of your respective jobs have created busy schedules that make it difficult to spend quality time together. Sanzu's been working so tirelessly that he doesn't have much time or energy for the both of you or even for himself because he's so busy. Your own job is also quite a challenge. Recently, you started a new job that requires you to be on site for three full days at a time.

Despite both of your hectic schedules, Sanzu has made an effort to keep in touch with you, calling you from time to time to check on how you're doing, telling you how much he misses you, and wishing you were by his side all the time, but he also understands that you both have responsibilities to attend to and that he has a lot of work to do while you're away.

It was already 1 a.m. in the morning, and you're still on your way home, and Sanzu has no idea that you're coming back today. As you passed a nearby fast food restaurant, you decided to make a brief stop and grab a bite to eat and to grab something for Sanzu as well when you arrived home.

As soon as you received your order, you immediately thought about whether or not he was still awake. You had previously told him that you would be returning home in two days, so he was unaware of your early arrival. That was actually the truth, but due to your boss's decision, you and your coworkers were given a few days off to rest after working non-stop for three days.

As you drove home, munching on your nuggets and vibing to the song playing on the radio, you couldn't help but feel a sense of longing deep within you. It had only been three days since you had last seen him, but it felt like an eternity. You missed him terribly, and you couldn't wait to be by his side again.

The thought of not being able to see him physically after a long and tiring day at work was unbearable. You yearned for his presence, for his touch, for his love. It was as if a part of you was missing without him.

You feel utterly exhausted after a long day at work. The lack of proper sleep has left you feeling drained and unable to focus on anything else. You realize that you haven't had a chance to respond to the text messages that Sanzu sent earlier, and because of your hectic schedule, it has been difficult for you to answer his calls or even reply to his text message.

Fortunately, the traffic was not as heavy as you initially anticipated, which allowed you to make it home before 3 a.m. Driving for almost four hours can be quite exhausting, but you finally made it home. You parked the car inside the garage and gathered all the items that you needed to bring inside.

As you entered the house, silence and darkness enveloped you. You couldn't help but notice that the dim lights weren't turned on again. You walked towards the couch and placed all your things there, as well as the food you had bought on the table.

You slowly opened the door, trying not to make any noise, and peered inside. You saw him lying on his back, fast asleep, not even wearing a shirt to keep him warm. It was so cold, and he hadn't even bothered to take the covers from the comforter.

You changed out of your clothes and slipped into something more comfortable before walking over to sit beside his peaceful sleeping figure.

As you gazed at his serene expression, you couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt for not being able to reply to his messages earlier. With a gentle touch, you brushed the hair away from his eyes and spoke softly, "I'm sorry, my love."

"I missed you so much," you whispered in a soft tone as you leaned in to place a gentle kiss on his lips. The time you spent apart felt like an eternity, and you couldn't help but long for more intimate moments with him.

You thought of giving him more kisses because of how much you missed him, but you also thought that he might be so tired, and you didn't want to wake him up from his peaceful slumber.

You slightly pouted your lips, feeling a mix of emotions as you gazed at him. You were hesitant to give him more kisses, knowing that he might wake up. You looked at him, still pouting, and after a few more moments, you leaned in to give him a few more kisses, cherishing each one as if they were the last.

You paused and asked yourself, "Was that enough?" You couldn't help feeling unsatisfied, so you decided to give him a little more. He moaned slightly, and you couldn't help but feel a little guilty for disturbing him. Trying to act innocent, you ran your fingers through his hair. After a moment, he called out to you in a husky voice, his eyes still closed. "Love?"

"Yes?" you softly responded and leaned in to kiss his forehead, feeling a mix of emotions—love, guilt, and a little bit of mischief.

"Hmm, I missed you," he said as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you close. You could feel his warmth, and you immediately felt comforted. You put your hand on his back, feeling his muscles tense and relax under your touch.

"I miss you more, I'm sorry for waking you up," you said softly as you tapped his back.

"Why didn't you wear your clothes? It's too cold. You might end up getting sick." You scolded him gently, concerned for his well-being. You reached for the blanket and draped it over his shoulders, hoping to keep him warm.

"I'll get you a shirt," you said as you slowly stood up to get one from the closet. When you returned to the bed, you sat down beside him and handed him the shirt. "Come on, wear it. It's cold out, and you wouldn't want to catch a cold." He took the shirt and slowly put it on, his movements careful and deliberate. You watched him as he wore it up, feeling a warmth in your chest that you couldn't quite explain.

"I thought I was dreaming for a second," he said in his sleepy voice, his eyes still closed. You smiled, happy to see him so relaxed. You wrapped your arms around his back to support him as he leaned into your neck, resting his head on your shoulder.

You could feel his warm and gentle breath on your skin. You stroked his back lightly, enjoying the feeling of his body against yours. "Go back to sleep," you whispered softly, giving him a forehead kiss. He responded with a neck kiss, his lips brushing against your skin.

"How can I sleep when you keep on kissing me?" he asked jokingly, and you both chuckled.

"I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it. Three days was too long for me," you said and giggled. You felt his chest rumble with laughter as he squeezed you tighter.

"I thought you were coming home in two days?" he asked, and you could feel his warm breath on your neck. You paused for a moment, enjoying the sensation of his lips on your skin.

"Well, I was supposed to, but my boss decided to give us a day off since we've been working non-stop," you explained, and he just nodded. You went on to describe the hectic pace at work and how the team had been putting in extra hours to meet the tight deadlines.

"You must be tired," he said with concern, "you should go to sleep and rest." You chuckled at his sweet gesture and leaned in to give him a peck on the nose.

As you played with his hair, you softly asked, "How about you? How have your days been going?" His response came shortly after, "It was hell," which caused you to chuckle. You knew that he had been working hard and for long hours.

He closed his eyes and said, "I really missed you a lot, work was so hard, especially coming home without you." You felt a pang in your chest as you listened to him, knowing that his days must have been tough. You replied, "I missed you more than you could ever know," and leaned in to kiss him again on the lips.

"Love, you can kiss me when you wake up," he said with a chuckle. You pouted, "Why can't I kiss you now? I missed you." He leaned in, his soft and warm breath cascading over your neck.

"Because you need to rest," he whispered as he planted a gentle kiss on your forehead. "What do you want me to do then?" he asked, his eyes filled with concern.

"Come here," you said as you pulled him on top of you, feeling the weight of his body on yours. Slowly, you both lay down on the bed, enjoying the sensation of being close to one another.

"Hmm, I guess this is much better," he commented, his voice filled with contentment, and you couldn't help but laugh at his words.

You hugged him tight, feeling the warmth of his body against yours. He rested his head on your chest, and you caressed his hair softly. "I love you," you whispered, feeling the depth of your feelings for him. He looked up at you and gave you a soft but long kiss before settling back down.

"I love you more," he said with a smile. You both closed your eyes, feeling the peacefulness of the moment envelop you, and with that, you both dozed off to dream land.

© shinskichan