(This will be kind of angsty, but I promise it turns into a fluff.)
There you were, laughing, cracking up with Itadori. The second year distanced himself from the scene, watching behind a tree. He knew it was creepy, but he couldn't help it.
You and Inumaki have been friends since Itadori's "death", it was rocky at first, since you were a bit of a narcissist, and very rude to the boy, but you actually learned to take a liking to him. He however loved you at first sight.
Watching the two first years laugh together, he clenched his fists just a tiny bit. Yeah, he was jealous. He didn't know why exactly, but he was. He didn't like the feeling at all, and it frustrated him to no end. You two weren't even dating, why should he feel the need to get so angry about it?
He knew why, and he didn't like it.
Walking inside his dorm room, Inumaki sat on his bed, leaning back. He closed his eyes, pulling down his collar around his mouth.
He hated the feeling, why was he so helpless? So boring? He couldn't even speak into a conversation. He couldn't talk normally with you. He couldn't make you laugh like he did. He was nothing compared to the others.
This just made his eyes watery, and he tried his best to stop the tears from running down his cheeks, covering his eyes with his arms. Why was he so worthless outside of fighting?
Sadness grew to anger, it boiled inside of him. He got up, and started throwing things off of his desk, ripping posters down off of his walls, throwing books all over. He screamed. He didn't scream words, just a gargled, loud scream.
He continued wrecking his room, sobbing, screaming, pulling his hair. He hated this.
The noise didn't go unnoticed by Maki and Panda, both knocking on his door, but he wouldn't answer, he couldn't. The only solutions left that they had were to either kick his door down, or call you. They obviously picked the better option.
Smacking Itadori's head from a stupid joke he made, your phone went off, getting a text. You opened your phone, reading the message, "Inumaki is making lots of,, noise in his room, will you please check it out? He won't answer for us." Sent by Maki. You got up, and told Itadori that you needed to go, waving him a goodbye.
Jogging towards the dorm rooms, Maki and Panda stood in the hallway, waiting for you. "Is he still in there-" before you could finish asking your question, a scream, and bang came from his dorm. They both gave worried looks, and then turned back to you.
"Here, you guys can go back to whatever you were doing, let me handle this," you told them, they both were hesitant at first, but then nodded and complied.
Going up to his door, you knocked gently. "Toge, are you alright in there?" The answer was obvious, he wasn't alright, but you wanted to check the state he was in.
You got no answer. You frowned, grabbing a pin from your pocket, unlocking his door easily. You know privacy is important, but this matters more.
Turning the doorknob, you slowly opened the door, peeking your head inside. You looked around the room, it was a complete mess. Everything was all over the place, some things were broken. You then put your eyes on Inumaki. Tears were streaming down his face, and he was panting heavily.
You quickly made your way inside, shutting the door behind you. His legs started to shake, and he moved down to his floor, hugging his knees, hiding his face into his legs.
Crouching down near him, you gave him a worried glance. "Toge, what's wrong? What happened?" You asked softly, not trying to trigger him, or make him feel worse.
He shook his head over and over again, bringing his face up from his knees. Tears falling down his eyes, he used his shaky finger to point to his throat, a strangled sob came from him.
You grabbed his hand, pulling him into your chest, squeezing him into a hug. He began to cry into your chest. One hand stroking his hair, while the other was rubbing circles into his back.
"Shh,, it's alright Toge, when you calm down a bit more, you can text me, sign to me, anything you're comfortable with, to explain why you're upset, okay? And if you don't want to, that's okay too, but I'll stay here for as long as you need, I'm not leaving you," you brushed through his hair with your fingers, making him melt.
He nodded, trying to calm down his breathing. You stayed in that position for a while. Gently pulling away, Toge pulled out his phone, and began to text, shakily. You watched as his finger tapped his screen, sighing in relief that he calmed down a bit. Sending the message, you pulled out your phone to read.
The text explained how he wishes he could talk to you, how he wished he could make jokes with you, how he wishes that he didn't need to use these god damn options. He wants to use his voice, but he couldn't. It would harm you, it would harm others.
Reading the text with a frown on your face, you turned back to look at him. His eyes were red, but he stopped crying. You could only imagine how sore his throat was from all of the yelling he did.
You sighed, grabbing his hand, holding it tightly. "Toge, I don't need you to speak other words, or make jokes with me, I already know that you're kind, you've accepted me even when I was an asshole before," you looked to the side, continuing. "And believe it or not, you always make me laugh with your texts, and you always make me go soft when you take your time with me, writing me notes, letters, you don't need to talk to make me happy," you told him, watching his mouth gape open a bit.
"I appreciate you, notice and love the things you do for me. You make me so happy, you wouldn't even know," you chuckled, using your hand to comb through his hair, letting him lean into your touch. "You're what comes to my mind first when I think of happiness. Don't you dare ever think so low of yourself," you gently moved your hand down from his hair, down onto his cheek, using your thumb to rub part of it.
He stared up at you, with bright pink cheeks, not being able to tear his eyes away from your beauty. He truly did love you. You made his heart pound, when alone in his room, all he would think about was you.
Noticing the blush on his face, you smiled smugly. "Why don't I show you how much I appreciate you, Toge?" You whispered, catching him off gaurd when you leaned in and kissed his cheek.
It didn't stop there, you began leaving soft kisses all around his face. Your lips hitting his cheeks, his forehead, nose, chin, anywhere but his lips. Pulling away teasingly, you left him red face for a second before he made a quiet whining sound for more. Your heart throbbed from this, giving in, giving him what you both want.
Kissing his lips, you pushed him closer to you, as he slipped his hands around your waist, groaning into the kiss. Pulling away once again, a line of saliva connected between the two of you.
"I love you, I love you so much, Toge," you whispered into his ear. His breath hitched, lips started to quiver.
You pushed down his collar more, exposing his neck. Landing your lips on his neck, you started to slowly kiss around it, occasionally giving him a small nibble.
He was whining, playing with your hair, he was on cloud nine. You didn't need to hear words from him, you knew he loved you, you knew he loved the feeling. Deciding to tease him more, you opened your mouth, a playful smirk grazing your face.
"Do you like this, Toge, do you want more?" You asked, beginning to kiss his collarbone.
Nodding, with a whimper, he panted a bit from his mouth, "T-tuna," he said softly.
Kissing his lips once again, you went to slip your tongue into his mouth, but was interrupted by the loud knocking. You both quickly pulled away, fixing yourselves.
"Are you two alright in there? It's been an hour!" Maki yelled from the other side of the door. Panda tried to pipe her down a bit, explaining that they're both worried. You sighed, getting up. Before you could move away to answer, Toge grabbed your hand, still not wanting you to leave.
Blushing, you yell back to them, "We're both alright, but he needs a little more time!"
An understanding noise came from the both of them, hearing them walk away.
Shoving him down on his bed gently, you climbed on top of him.
{I tried my best writing for Inumaki, and tried not to stretch this out for too long. One of my headcanons for Inumaki is that he sometimes has breakdowns from not being able to actually talk, so I made it into a oneshot. Hoped you guys enjoyed.}
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