Hi! Thank you for your work, I really like it. They perfectly lift the mood in the evening.
I would really like to see sketches (with Kiryu and those you like) about their girlfriend coming to school with a bent for them. They don't hide their relationship, but they don't know everything about it.
Благодарю вас за внимание к моей просьбе и желаю вам приятного время препровождения.😊
WIND BREAKER, KIRYU MITSUKI :: lunch date
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ where KIRYU’s girlfriend brings him a cute bento for lunch
fluff, established relationship, female reader
contains :: reader having a bit of self doubt, reader not really knowing kiryu’s friends
warnings :: may be OOC (I always welcome tips)
(a/n) :: i’m sorry this took so long for me to get done!! at some point though in writing this i got into some kind of flow state so my apologies if it’s not what you were hoping for!! feel free to send in another request if not
You’d come to Furin that day with a simple objective; have lunch with your boyfriend. However…
Your eyes trail over the graffiti-covered building. Typically, Kiryu was the one picking you up after school for a date or something similar. You’d decided today to return the favor, but now you weren’t so sure. Your hand that was wrapped around the strap of your bag tightened.
Wait a minute… you’re sure Kiryu would’ve picked you up at the entrance if you’d asked. But, you wanted to surprise him. Is it too late to ask?
You’d only met Kiryu’s Furin friends a handful of times. Usually in passing. It’s not as if you two were hiding it really, you just hadn’t been shown to that side of his life as much yet. However, today, you were driven to do this on your own. Determined. Fixated on the dream of bringing your boyfriend a homemade, cutely arranged bento box.
Taking a deep breath in, you step forward. The inside of the school wasn’t any less intimidating. Bright graffiti colored the otherwise grey walls. Most of the lighting was only from the wide windows. You tried to observe your surroundings to curve around the growing anxiety in your stomach. Which class was kiryu a part of again?
You stopped in front of a doorway. Class 1-1, you’re sure this is it. You slowly open the door. From what you’d seen outside the room, you were both surprised and completely unphased by the state of the classroom. The desks were all out of order, graffiti still littered the walls, but everyone inside had energy that was lacking in the currently empty hallways.
Some people looked up upon the sound of the door opening. You pushed down the unease at being the center of any attention. However, there were a few faces you could at least partially recognize.
In particular, you noticed the people you’d seen Kiryu with most often. One with golden yellow hair’s eyes widened upon seeing you as you stepped closer. “Yo-you’re Kiryu’s girlfriend!” He said. You were surprised he’d recognized you. You tried to go through your mental files, searching for his name.
A boy with black and white hair had turned instantly red, something you only saw from the corner of your eye. “U-uhm, yeah. I’m looking for him. Is he here today?” You focused back on the one who had spoken.
He nodded with a smile, that then faded into a more thoughtful look. “Yeah! He actually just stepped out though. Do you wanna text him?”
You shake your head vehemently. “I was hoping to surprise him. I’ll just wait outside the room.” In all honesty, you were a bit disappointed. Even if Kiryu came now, you didn’t want to force him away from his friends just so he could eat lunch with you.
Just as you were about to leave, he appeared. “You didn’t tell me you’d be here today,” you turn and see Kiryu. A slight bit of pleasant surprise tinted his voice, but he was still relaxed. It was clear that he wasn’t upset in the slightest by your unexpected appearance.
“I was hoping to surprise you,” you say it a bit more quietly, centering the conversation between the two of you. “I, well…” you raise the bag in your hand, the shape of the small lunchbox showing through the thin fabric. “I brought food for you.”
His smile seemed to grow at that. “Ah, did you want to eat together then?” You nod, before your eyes trail down to see a plastic bag in his hand. Damn, you should’ve guessed he already would’ve bought food. A bit of heat flows to your cheeks.
Even when trying to play it off nonchalantly, a bit of a rambling tone was evident in your voice. “It’s fine. You were already planning on having lunch with your friends, and-“
His hand simply wrapped around yours as he looks to his friend group. “Me and her are gonna go eat lunch. I’ll see you all during class time~” the way he so easily changed his plans and brushed it off surprised you, even as the two of you walked out of his classroom.
“I’m sorry I came so suddenly. I should’ve thought about how it’d change your lunch plans,” you said it with your small feeling of guilt seeping into your voice still. Kiryu seemed a bit surprised at your apology.
“Eh? No need to apologize.” He smiled at you again so casually. “I prefer this anyway. We don’t often get to have lunch together. Now come on, you don’t have too much of your lunch period left right?”
“I forgot about that!”
When you’d found somewhere to settle for the rest of your lunch time, you finally revealed it. You’d taken inspiration from online to make the bento box as cute as you could. The food itself was rather regular, but the presentation made it shine. The main dish was cut into the shape of a cat, and the veggies you’d laid on top of the rice mimicked the geometric patterns on many of Kiryu’s shirts.
“Wow, it looks professionally done!” He looked genuinely impressed by the food. Kiryu was always good at that, making the smallest things feel incredible. It’s one of the things you love most about him.
You nod along with his comment. “I prepared it this morning! I was actually really looking forward to this.”
As the bit of time you had together you went on, you chatted about random things while eating. The food he’d bought for his original lunch earlier that day ended up being shared between the two of you once the bento was empty. Eventually, you’d have to go back to your respective classrooms again, but you were just glad that this small goal of yours had worked out that day.
i ended up just doing kiryu as this turned out longer than expected, but i loved writing it! hope you enjoyed <3
Hi! Thank you for your work, I really like it. They perfectly lift the mood in the evening.
I would really like to see sketches (with Kiryu and those you like) about their girlfriend coming to school with a bent for them. They don't hide their relationship, but they don't know everything about it.
Благодарю вас за внимание к моей просьбе и желаю вам приятного время препровождения.😊
WIND BREAKER, KIRYU MITSUKI :: lunch date
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ where KIRYU’s girlfriend brings him a cute bento for lunch
fluff, established relationship, female reader
contains :: reader having a bit of self doubt, reader not really knowing kiryu’s friends
warnings :: may be OOC (I always welcome tips)
(a/n) :: i’m sorry this took so long for me to get done!! at some point though in writing this i got into some kind of flow state so my apologies if it’s not what you were hoping for!! feel free to send in another request if not
You’d come to Furin that day with a simple objective; have lunch with your boyfriend. However…
Your eyes trail over the graffiti-covered building. Typically, Kiryu was the one picking you up after school for a date or something similar. You’d decided today to return the favor, but now you weren’t so sure. Your hand that was wrapped around the strap of your bag tightened.
Wait a minute… you’re sure Kiryu would’ve picked you up at the entrance if you’d asked. But, you wanted to surprise him. Is it too late to ask?
You’d only met Kiryu’s Furin friends a handful of times. Usually in passing. It’s not as if you two were hiding it really, you just hadn’t been shown to that side of his life as much yet. However, today, you were driven to do this on your own. Determined. Fixated on the dream of bringing your boyfriend a homemade, cutely arranged bento box.
Taking a deep breath in, you step forward. The inside of the school wasn’t any less intimidating. Bright graffiti colored the otherwise grey walls. Most of the lighting was only from the wide windows. You tried to observe your surroundings to curve around the growing anxiety in your stomach. Which class was kiryu a part of again?
You stopped in front of a doorway. Class 1-1, you’re sure this is it. You slowly open the door. From what you’d seen outside the room, you were both surprised and completely unphased by the state of the classroom. The desks were all out of order, graffiti still littered the walls, but everyone inside had energy that was lacking in the currently empty hallways.
Some people looked up upon the sound of the door opening. You pushed down the unease at being the center of any attention. However, there were a few faces you could at least partially recognize.
In particular, you noticed the people you’d seen Kiryu with most often. One with golden yellow hair’s eyes widened upon seeing you as you stepped closer. “Yo-you’re Kiryu’s girlfriend!” He said. You were surprised he’d recognized you. You tried to go through your mental files, searching for his name.
A boy with black and white hair had turned instantly red, something you only saw from the corner of your eye. “U-uhm, yeah. I’m looking for him. Is he here today?” You focused back on the one who had spoken.
He nodded with a smile, that then faded into a more thoughtful look. “Yeah! He actually just stepped out though. Do you wanna text him?”
You shake your head vehemently. “I was hoping to surprise him. I’ll just wait outside the room.” In all honesty, you were a bit disappointed. Even if Kiryu came now, you didn’t want to force him away from his friends just so he could eat lunch with you.
Just as you were about to leave, he appeared. “You didn’t tell me you’d be here today,” you turn and see Kiryu. A slight bit of pleasant surprise tinted his voice, but he was still relaxed. It was clear that he wasn’t upset in the slightest by your unexpected appearance.
“I was hoping to surprise you,” you say it a bit more quietly, centering the conversation between the two of you. “I, well…” you raise the bag in your hand, the shape of the small lunchbox showing through the thin fabric. “I brought food for you.”
His smile seemed to grow at that. “Ah, did you want to eat together then?” You nod, before your eyes trail down to see a plastic bag in his hand. Damn, you should’ve guessed he already would’ve bought food. A bit of heat flows to your cheeks.
Even when trying to play it off nonchalantly, a bit of a rambling tone was evident in your voice. “It’s fine. You were already planning on having lunch with your friends, and-“
His hand simply wrapped around yours as he looks to his friend group. “Me and her are gonna go eat lunch. I’ll see you all during class time~” the way he so easily changed his plans and brushed it off surprised you, even as the two of you walked out of his classroom.
“I’m sorry I came so suddenly. I should’ve thought about how it’d change your lunch plans,” you said it with your small feeling of guilt seeping into your voice still. Kiryu seemed a bit surprised at your apology.
“Eh? No need to apologize.” He smiled at you again so casually. “I prefer this anyway. We don’t often get to have lunch together. Now come on, you don’t have too much of your lunch period left right?”
“I forgot about that!”
When you’d found somewhere to settle for the rest of your lunch time, you finally revealed it. You’d taken inspiration from online to make the bento box as cute as you could. The food itself was rather regular, but the presentation made it shine. The main dish was cut into the shape of a cat, and the veggies you’d laid on top of the rice mimicked the geometric patterns on many of Kiryu’s shirts.
“Wow, it looks professionally done!” He looked genuinely impressed by the food. Kiryu was always good at that, making the smallest things feel incredible. It’s one of the things you love most about him.
You nod along with his comment. “I prepared it this morning! I was actually really looking forward to this.”
As the bit of time you had together you went on, you chatted about random things while eating. The food he’d bought for his original lunch earlier that day ended up being shared between the two of you once the bento was empty. Eventually, you’d have to go back to your respective classrooms again, but you were just glad that this small goal of yours had worked out that day.
i ended up just doing kiryu as this turned out longer than expected, but i loved writing it! hope you enjoyed <3
or, alternatively, what do sakura, suo, umemiya, and kaji do when they find out you're being bullied by your classmates!
warnings: bullying, physical harassment, mentions of injuries
note: a long overdue request! thank you for requesting! hope you enjoy <3
MASTERLIST
Sakura Haruka
“Tell me who did this.”
You flinched upon hearing the cold, hard edge in your partner’s voice. The school nurse gave you a worried look before applying the final layer of ointment to your wound. She firmly wrapped your bleeding elbow and knee with rolls of bandages and dusted off the dirt from your uniform.
“You’ll have to go home immediately, I’m afraid. The cuts on your arms aren’t very deep, but the one on your knee is. You won’t require stitches, but you should avoid moving around for the next couple of days. Can you—?” She turned to look at your partner, who was looking at you with a forlorn expression on his face. “You must be their partner. Can you take them home, Sakura-kun?”
“Not until they tell me who did this.”
You cowered even further under his intimidating stare. Standing in the dim lighting of the school infirmary, Sakura’s dark eyes glimmered menacingly as he walked over to you.
“I’m not leaving until I slam my foot down the asshole’s throat responsible for hurting my partner.”
“Haru, it’s alrigh—”
“Complete that sentence, I dare you. Complete that sentence, and I am calling Suo and Nieri right this instant and asking them to interrogate every single classmate of yours. Hell, I’ll call everyone in Furin for this.” His expression softened when he saw the guilty look on your face. Sighing, he knelt on one knee and ran his fingers over your bruised knuckles. Your shoulders relaxed instantly. His familiar touch calmed your frazzled nerves.
Sakura, however, was not reassured. Seeing the innumerable purple-and-black bruises blemishing your delicate arms seemed to snap something inside him. You were startled to see frustrated tears swimming in his eyes.
“Please tell me, (Y/N). Please tell me who did this. This is not how a relationship works, (Name). You have to tell me these things.” His voice slightly cracked. “Or I will fail to protect you again. Please.”
“Haru…”
“He’s right, child,” the school nurse added kindly. “I know you had your partner’s best interest at heart, but you do not keep such things from him. Being in a relationship means being honest with each other, despite the truth being bitter or painful. Lying never helps.”
You nodded, tears prickling the corners of your vision. “Yeah, you’re right. I’m sorry, Haru. I just—”
“Hey, it’s alright. I am sorry I wasn’t observant enough to notice this. Though I am glad you fought back. I know you must have kicked their asses.” He smiled when you laughed at his words. “Don’t worry any more. I've got your back now.”
“Nobody is ever hurting you again. I will make sure of it.”
Kaji Ren
“Don’t touch them. Don’t you fucking dare touch my partner.”
A strangled sob of relief escaped your lips, and you slid down the length of your locker, your trembling legs too weak to support the weight of your body. Behind the loose semi-circle of jerks who’d surrounded you during recess stood your partner, Kaji Ren, clad in his Furin uniform, his headphones dangling from his neck, a menacing aura surrounding his figure.
“What did you just call them, you asshole?” He growled, grabbing one of them by his collar. “How dare you even cast your filthy eyes on my partner?”
The boy whimpered in fear. The others looked at each other nervously. They hadn’t expected your partner to pop in unexpectedly during their “friendly teasing” session, as they called it, which, in reality, hovered dangerously near physical harassment. How he managed to enter your school was a mystery to you, but you were too tired to care. You hugged your knees tightly, watching through moist eyes as Kaji let go of the boy and ordered them to scram before he snapped their spines in half. The boys ran away with their tails between their legs. You had a feeling Ren wasn’t done with them, and you honestly couldn’t bring yourself to care.
“Hey,” a voice snapped you out of your thoughts. “Can I hug you?”
You glanced up and saw Ren looking at you with the tenderest expression on his face. Unsurprisingly, you burst out crying and pulled him in a tight hug. He wrapped his arms around you without a word. You both stayed like that for a while: him holding your shaking form and you crying into his chest. When he felt your hiccups die down a little, he cupped your face with his hands and pressed his forehead against yours.
“I am so sorry I wasn’t there when you needed me. Asking you to forget this whole incident would be simply preposterous, but I promise you I won’t let you go through this alone. I will be here, right next to you. Don’t worry. Let’s head home for now. I’ll text Kusumi and Enomoto to deal with those scumbags.”
You nodded as you stood up, Ren’s hand wrapped reassuringly around your waist. The tightness in your chest slowly dissipated, and you breathed more freely. He flashed you a small smile and handed you a strawberry lollipop.
“Let’s go. I’ll buy you boba tea.”
Umemiya Hajime
“Is there a problem?”
The laughing ceased. A few people shifted nervously, eyes darting around as they realised who was standing in front of them. You, on the other hand, didn’t dare raise your head, afraid it might all prove to be a dream. But then, instead of the rough hands that had been shoving you around, gentle hands enveloped your trembling frame as a ragged sob escaped your lips and you leaned into the warmth of him.
“Holy fuck, that’s Bofurin’s Umemiya. Shit, they weren’t lying,” someone from the crowd murmured. “What is he doing here at our school?”
“A few days ago, my sweet partner suddenly came home with bruises littering their body,” Umemiya answered, his voice low and dark, his eyes completely devoid of life. “When I asked, they said they fell and refused to talk about it. At first, I didn’t want to press too hard, but something kept nagging at me, and so I came today to pick them up so we could talk. But—” and a shiver went down everyone’s spine as they heard the rage in his voice “—imagine my surprise when I see them surrounded by a group of lowlife thugs who’re harassing them. Makes me wonder, I suppose, how you people could have been so stupid.”
He pressed you closer to himself. If not for his arms supporting your weight, you were sure you would’ve crumpled to the ground in relief.
“I’m gonna give you fools exactly ten seconds to run. If I see you in front of me after ten seconds, I’m going to pummel you to the ground. I will start now. One, t—”
And they were gone.
For all the harassment and bullying you had endured the last couple of days, you could not help but let out a small laugh at the way they had dashed off, tails tucked between their legs.
“I am going to call a meeting,” Hajime suddenly said. You craned your neck and your heart broke a little when you saw the crushed look on his face. “I am going to call a meeting of the Four Kings, and we’re going to patrol this year until we catch all those bastards and teach them a lesson. And I am going to walk you to and from school every day. And next time someone threatens you, I want you to tell me. Because when I saw you today, (Name), injured and surrounded by those assholes, I—” He took in a deep breath to mask his rising anger. “Please, you have to tell me, okay? Please, let me protect you. There’s no point in being the saviour of the town if I can’t even protect my partner.”
“I am sorry, Haji,” you said softly. “I was scared.”
He smiled and ruffled your hair affectionately. “Then I will make sure you have no more reasons to be scared.”
Suo Hayato
You were confused.
Entering your classroom, you were confused to see a clean desk and chair waiting for you. No scribbled insults. No broken chair legs. No drink spilled over your books. Yes, you were very confused.
Your eyes hesitantly drifted to the group of girls who sat behind you and were usually responsible for making your life miserable. To your surprise, today they sat meekly in their seats, avoiding eye contact. No jeers or taunts greeted you as you slowly sat down in your seat.
Okay, you were beyond confused now.
A sudden tap on your shoulder broke you out of your thoughts. You sighed internally. Of course, the peace was too good to be true. Any moment now, you would be pelted with erasers and pencils.
Another tap on your shoulder, this time more hesitant and soft. You furrowed your brows. This was not like them at all. Usually, they would’ve dumped water all over you by now.
“Um-m, (Last Name)-san!”
Last Name-san?
You whipped your head around in surprise.
They never called you that.
What the hell was going on?
“Wha—” Before you could even verbalise your thoughts, a gasp escaped your mouth as the entire group of bullies, your classmates, the people who made your life a living hell, knelt on the floor, their heads bowed, their frames quivering in fear.
“We are very sorry to have bullied you, (Name)-san! We are utter trash of human beings, and we were absolutely wrong to treat you like that. We’re very ashamed of our behaviour. Please, accept our sincere apologies,” they said in unison, as if they had been made to learn and recite this.
Your jaw hung open as you continued to stare in silence.
A quick glance around the room made you realise all your classmates were tactfully avoiding eye contact with you.
Usually, they were quick to join in on your bullying. But today, they seemed nervous and on edge.
Just what happened to them?
Your questions were answered when your classroom door slid open and you heard a familiar voice call out to you:
“Morning, my dear (Name).”
“Hayato?” you asked, surprised. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have class right now?” Furin was on the other end of town!
He hummed noncommittally and strolled in, looking every bit the master of the place, as if this was a garden he visited daily.
Strangely, with every step he took, you saw your classmates' postures go stiff, fists clenched tightly as if expecting a blow to their faces.
Come to think of it...
A few of your male classmates were wearing bandages.
“I just came to check on my darling partner,” he replied smoothly, coming to a halt in front of your desk and gently tucking a flyaway strand of your hair behind your ear. “Is it a crime for a man to miss their sweet partner?”
You blushed slightly, the warmth of his touch still lingering.
However, for all his flirting and easy smiles, his eyes were cold and hard.
He turned to face your classmates, and you heard a few frightened gasps as he trained his steely eyes on them.
“And, of course, I came to say hello to your dear old classmates. You see, because you were absent yesterday due to the fever you caught from the bucket of cold water balanced precariously on the classroom door, I thought I would pay them a nice little social visit. They were most gracious to receive me, and we had quite a fun chat yesterday. We even played a few games after school in the abandoned park nearby.”
He smiled at the boys adorned in bandages and plasters.
“Things got a little rough, but we all had fun, didn’t we?”
The boys immediately nodded so hard you were half-convinced they were about to give themselves whiplash.
Hi!! Could i request a platonic reader x bofurin trio (nirei, suo & sakura) with a reader who's stressed/overworked
WIND BREAKER, SUO HAYATO, SAKURA HARUKA, NIREI AKIHIKO ::
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ Sakura, Suo, and Nirei with a stressed and overworked friend
comfort, fluff, written to be viewed as platonic (can possibly be read as romantic if you’d like)
contains :: mentions of sakura and nirei’s past, overworked reader of different flavors, Suo being suo
warnings :: n/a
(a/n) :: hello!! I went with headcanons for this one, hope that works. I love platonic fics, so getting a platonic request is always a little treat !!
In some ways Sakura would be horrible, but in some ways I think Sakura would be good in this situation!!
Sakura, for the majority of his life, hasnt depended on someone or been depended on. He’s kind of being ‘thrown in the deepend’ here
If you’re the type who needs a more straightforward, aggressive approach to being told to relax? Sakura is your man. If not? Its a bit more a struggle.
However he was the one made to help you out, he’ll (try) to do it by himself.
Both because he wants to be the one to help, and he doesnt want to be teased for actually showing that he cares.
He seems to me that, despite how hypocritical it kinda is, he’ll be straightforward in asking why you’re still working and things of that nature.
The rest depends on how you react to that.
If you react defensively or aggressively about your situation, he’ll be likely to respond the same way; on the defense for himself. While he understands it more in other circumstances, he doesnt understand your insistence to complete work (and he has trouble applying his own experience to a different situation.)
If you break down from the mix of his reaction and stress, he’ll start to panic internally. Get ready for the most awkward, red faced comforting you’ve ever seen. Stumbling through assurances he didnt really mean it like that, but also reaffirming the fact he doesnt get it.
In either situation, once you calm down a bit, he’ll start actually helping more.
His main source for figuring out how to help? Kotoha. Especially if he hears you havent eaten yet that day, he’ll (figure out how to) call and have her bring over some food.
She does want him to help himself, especially in the case you asked him specifically, so she’ll more give him pointers while she helps with what she can around your house to lessen the load a bit.
With Kotoha’s guiding, Sakura tries to help you relax. While he can’t really help with your work (In my head he’s not particularly good at school work) he’ll try and help you take care of yourself by referencing how the others have helped him and even how you’ve helped him.
Whether its running a shower for you, going out to get you some snacks or things to drink, or helping clean your room? He’ll try his best.
He also pushes you into napping. Again, with many of his ways of helping, his more pushy and straightforward, hardheaded side is used to get it to happen. He’s not taking no for an answer in these cases.
Sakura is new to caring and worrying for others. Seeing you practically like a zombie hit him to his core, so he’s doing what he needs to get rid of that feeling.
If you’re overworked because of something to do with your coworkers or boss? Get speech to text or a voice message ready, Sakura is not gonna (let you) take this standing down.
All in all, despite his clumsiness in this case, Sakura’s care shines through.
Was this the original purpose of Nirei’s notebook? No, not at all. Will he use it to its full advantage still? Yes.
Im convinced in my brain that fighter or not, however you may be, if he cares about you? You have a page.
Once Nirei arrives at your house and sees the tired, stressed state of you, he’ll gently push you to put away the laptop for a while and rest not only your eyes but your brain, which has been running on overtime.
After step one, getting you to lay down, is accomplished, he’ll start on the other tasks to make you better.
He’ll ask how you’re doing. If you’ve eaten, showered, slept, anything of that sort. After thats established? Nirei gets to work.
Considering the things we hear Nirei ask and what he has written down in the show, I have no doubt that if he’s your friend, he keeps those things in pen. Even if you’re not a fighter, Nirei would admire you (I mean, you’re so epic) so he collected as usual.
You said you havent eaten? Nirei knows what stores around Makochi have what snacks, considering his gopher days in middle school. That plus his observations on your usual diet, by the time he returns to your place he has a few bags of things for you.
Need to shower? He’ll put it at the perfect temperature you enjoy and even put out your towels and things beforehand. Wanna take a nap? Nirei doesnt mind sticking around a while to see what you’ll need when awake. Want some conversation or even just busy noise? He may be a bit awkward at times, but he has spirit and if it’ll help he’ll do it.
If you try and get back to work, Nirei will frown and convince you to rest some more. He wont give up, bugging you about it (accidentally) until you give in as you can’t do anything when he keeps commenting on it randomly.
Nirei doesnt mind doing whatever needs to be done for you. He admires those he cares about, including you. He shows that care and admiration while you have him over, being your assistant for the day.
After you feel better, whether thats later that day or a few days later, let the boy know how much you appreciate it. Just do it
You didnt tell Suo you were having a rough day. Dont ask me how he knows, I have no clue either.
You :: “ Why are you here ? “
Suo :: “ Ah, no real reason. May I come in? I brought you some things. “ <- question (successfully) dodged.
He shows up with a bag containing tea for him (and you if you like it), your favorite drink, some foods (both healthy produce and treats), and some self care items.
No matter how stubborn, determined, or snippy you are at the moment, Suo will find a way to convince you to sit down and just have a drink and snacks with him. His reasoning, explanations, and logic are sturdy and basically unquestionable.
Despite not eating any himself, he’ll plate up your snacks, brew his tea, and make your kitchen almost feel like Pothos for a moment. If your mind wasnt punching itself so hard, you may fall asleep from the atmosphere alone.
After the small break, if you try and get back to work, Suo will again combat your excuses and reasons with even more steady ones calmly. He knows when to back down on subjects like this, but in this case? You’re gonna end up resting and resting good.
If you try to say you’re not tired, he’ll point out your more sluggish movements, heavier eye bags, and slightly slower responses. Try to say you have a deadline, and he’ll offer to help if its something he can and if not he’ll remind you your work will be better after resting. The mental exhaustion of trying to convince this man to let you work makes you feel bad for whoever gets stuck in a more heavy argument with him.
When you’re eventually worn down and wander off to your bed, he’ll make sure your room is as prepared as possible to put you to sleep and keep it that way for at least an hour.
Your laptop? Plugged in on the opposite side of wherever you live. Study books? He relocated them into the living room, conveniently away from whereever he stashed your favorite writing utensils. He’ll remember where they are when you need them, but question him now and he’ll brush you off.
If at any point during your nap you get a message from a pushy groupmate for a project, irritating coworker, or demanding boss? Suo will send a well written, polite sounding message that has an undercurrent of ‘dont text this number until 11 am tomorrow morning’.
Once you’re awake again, you’ll find your room is tidied, dishes from earlier lunch and breakfast cleaned, and Suo peacefully sitting at your table with your beverage of choice and a freshly poured cup of tea for himself.
I have no clue how Sakura always ends up so much longer for me 💔💔 sorry i didnt post any writing for a few days!! I have writers block, so im letting my inbox simmer as I think up ideas for those requests. Feel free to send more though, im always welcome to it!! No guarentee on it being done super soon though
hey so how do you think Sakura and Suo would deal with a s/o who has a bandaged hand and arm to the elbow. And s/o’s just like “Oh yea. I got attacked recently. I’m still deciding what I’m gonna do about it. Not sure yet”? And the boys get protective, and s/o’s like “Uh? What? Are you sure about handling it?” They’re surprised and worried, but not declining the help? (Just thinking about someone willingly allowing the boys to help her. Full trust).
WIND BREAKER, SUO HAYATO AND SAKURA HARUKA :: some tlc needed
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ SAKURA and SUO with an injured and confused partner
hurt/comfort, fluff, established relationship, gender-neutral reader
contains :: reader not being against suo and sakura beating someone up on their behalf-
warnings :: may be OOC (I always welcome tips), mentions of violence, mentions of injury
(a/n) :: im finally getting back into writing!! so sorry I was gone so long ^^ I tried to go a bit fluffier towards the end bc I’ve been realizing I make lots of my stuff more angsty at least at points
(a/n) 2 :: I like looking for inspo while I’m writing, and I have been having to dodge manga spoilers so hard- I’m scared it’s gonna shatter my heart though when I get around to it.
You waved from outside your apartment, hand far above your head. The sight alone was enough to make Sakura blush, as usual. It was no secret to anyone who knew him that making the boy’s face turn red was basically as easy as breathing.
But, as he continued walking towards you, his blush faded as he glanced down, meeting white wraps from the top of your palm to your elbow.
In an instant, the flustered version of Sakura you’d see during the day was gone, taken over by the kind that protected makochi, his friends, you, as much as humanely possible. You were slightly surprised by the intensity.
“What happened?” He took your uninjured hand in a firm grip
You blinked a few times, realizing what he was talking about and looking down at your hand. “Oh, that.” You look up at him with a tiny smile. “Some boys attacked me the other day. I’ve been thinking over what to do about it.”
Sakura’s lips pressed together and eyebrows furrowed, gaze now fixed on yours. “Why didnt you tell me? What did they look like? Did they tell you why?” His questions came at a rapid speed.
Your smile dropped, confused at his reaction. “Why are you so worried? Its not bad, I promise. It looks worse than it is, I just sprained it when they pushed me-“
“Why’re you acting like its not bad?? Your bandages look like this and you’re acting like its a papercut!” Through his frustration at your downplaying, concern bled through his voice. Meanwhile, you were legitimately confused at his reaction. “Tell me who did it. I’ll handle ‘em.”
His hand squeezes around yours, as if urging you to answer. Because Sakura loved you likes you a lot and the idea of someone hurting you, enough to have your whole forearm covered in bandages, while he wasnt there? It made his blood boil.
Because who on earth would choose you as a target? Is it because you’re with him? Or is it just because whatever idiots did this just saw you on your own. Whatever reason it was wouldnt go by without some kind of payback.
“Are you sure?” Whatever Sakura expected you to reply, that wasnt it. His mouth hung slightly open for a moment before he grit his teeth. His face turned a tomato red as well.
“O-of course I am!” He raised his voice, as typical when flustered. But, this time, his flustered state seemed to be a result of his confusion. He seemed to catch the fact he was yelling, and reel himself back.
His voice got a bit quieter, but the irritation at the situation still showed clear as day on his face. “Whoever did this… they need to pay for it. No matter what. There’s no reason they should be going after someone like you.”
A little bit of awe sat on your face. He seemed so determined, a look you’d seen on Sakura many times, but you’d never expected this kind of thing to be the cause of it. Over something that, in your mind, seemed so small.
“If you’re really sure then…” you feel a bit of heat in your cheeks, you can’t help but smile at him. “I guess I’d really appreciate it! Like you said, it’s no fair they went after me, right?”
He seemed a bit reassured now, knowing that he’d be able to help you. His face then went red again after realizing his hand was still tightly wrapped around yours. He huffs, dragging you back into your apartment. “Let me see how bad it is first. A-And you better have bandaged it properly!”
“As if I’m not the one patching you up after your fights!!”
Ever since you and Suo had met up earlier that day for a date, he’d been subtly waiting for you to mention something. The day had gone by quickly, mostly full of just walking together and talking. He’d decided this time to try and let you bring it up first, see if you would. Help wasn’t something you easily accepted from others typically. It wasn’t something you usually expected to be offered either.
The sun had already began to set as you took another bite from the melon bun you’d bought just earlier in your small day trip. “(Name).” You look up again, seeing Suo’s typical calm smile. “Are you going to mention your bandages?”
You blink, having already forgotten your encounter from a few days prior. “Oh, these?” You raise your arm, eyeing it yourself. The white bandages covered your palm and forearm, tied tight. “I forgot to tell you. I got attacked a few days ago.”
“You should’ve told me right away.” His voice is rather calm still, but his hand gently wrapped around your wrist to allow him to see the wrapped area himself. He studied it gently, moving your arm only slightly and saw how you winced. “Tell me who did it.”
“Why?” The word came out before you even thought. You look away again. “I-I mean. You don’t have to do anything about this. I’m still thinking on if I want to deal with it at all.”
“I do have to. And even if I didn’t,” he leans a bit closer, his voice was a bit more cold. The kind of tone he’d never direct at you. “I don’t want to see you hurt. Isnt that clear?”
You couldn’t help but feel a bit flustered inside. “It wasn’t that bad. They’d pushed me, and I fell against something. My arm had cushioned me, so…” you move your arm a bit. “Are you really sure? That you want to handle it?”
His eyes widened for just a moment, before a smile returned to his face. “You’re the same as always, (Name).” He stands up, helping you to your feet as well. “Let’s head back to your house, alright? It’s getting dark.”
You follow after him. It’s silent for a while, before he speaks again. “I still expect you to tell me though. You need to get better on depending on me, you know?” When you look at him, he’s smiling directly at you.
“I know. You’re acting like I refused.” A bit of heat dusted your cheeks. “I can handle things myself, is all. I don’t want to force you to help me.”
“You don’t.” You can’t help but pout very slightly at his words.
You breathe in once. “I won’t stop you though, since you’re really really sure. It’s not like I’m not mad over this too.”
“I know,” He says. You can’t help but feel a small smile pull at your lips. Even without looking at him, you could feel it. His dedication, care, and most obvious right now… his protectiveness. Even without a word detailing it, you could tell just by his short responses.
“You’re also very lovey, and protective, when you want to be.” You couldn’t help but tease.
“What ever could you mean?”
I’m so sorry if this is ooc!!! I can never tell if it is or not- please lmk!! Again, sorry this took SOO long-
happy late new year everybody!! apologies I haven’t been posting in a long while. every time I try and write, i feel so insecure about it and it feels ooc. I’m gonna try my best though!! just have to find my own groove / writing style ^^ ill try and finish up any requests I do have tho!! have a great day everyone
Do you guys have any ideas for future wind breaker x (character inspired) reader things I should do next? Similar to my Bocchi-like reader one (which I’m working on another part for with a different character) !! My first thought is A Silent Voice. Feel free to suggest anything, and I can at least research it and write that character !!
I’m working on my windbreaker asks I have still, but I’m starting to rewatch (just to be as in character as possible). Feel free to send in any Wind Breaker (or a silent voice, Bocchi, or OC related) requests!!
Hi!! Could i request a platonic reader x bofurin trio (nirei, suo & sakura) with a reader who's stressed/overworked
WIND BREAKER, SUO HAYATO, SAKURA HARUKA, NIREI AKIHIKO ::
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ Sakura, Suo, and Nirei with a stressed and overworked friend
comfort, fluff, written to be viewed as platonic (can possibly be read as romantic if you’d like)
contains :: mentions of sakura and nirei’s past, overworked reader of different flavors, Suo being suo
warnings :: n/a
(a/n) :: hello!! I went with headcanons for this one, hope that works. I love platonic fics, so getting a platonic request is always a little treat !!
In some ways Sakura would be horrible, but in other ways, I think Sakura would be good in this situation!!
Sakura, for the majority of his life, hasnt depended on someone or been depended on. He’s kind of being ‘thrown in the deepend’ here
If you’re the type who needs a more straightforward, aggressive approach to being told to relax? Sakura is your man. If not? Its a bit more a struggle.
However he was the one made to help you out, he’ll (try) to do it by himself.
Both because he wants to be the one to help, and he doesnt want to be teased for actually showing that he cares.
He seems to me that, despite how hypocritical it kinda is, he’ll be straightforward in asking why you’re still working and things of that nature.
The rest depends on how you react to that.
If you react defensively or aggressively about your situation, he’ll be likely to respond the same way; on the defense for himself. While he understands it more in other circumstances, he doesnt understand your insistence to complete work (and he has trouble applying his own experience to a different situation.)
If you break down from the mix of his reaction and stress, he’ll start to panic internally. Get ready for the most awkward, red faced comforting you’ve ever seen. Stumbling through assurances he didnt really mean it like that, but also reaffirming the fact he doesnt get it.
In either situation, once you calm down a bit, he’ll start actually helping more.
His main source for figuring out how to help? Kotoha. Especially if he hears you havent eaten yet that day, he’ll (figure out how to) call and have her bring over some food.
She does want him to help himself, especially in the case you asked him specifically, so she’ll more give him pointers while she helps with what she can around your house to lessen the load a bit.
With Kotoha’s guiding, Sakura tries to help you relax. While he can’t really help with your work (In my head he’s not particularly good at school work) he’ll try and help you take care of yourself by referencing how the others have helped him and even how you’ve helped him.
Whether its running a shower for you, going out to get you some snacks or things to drink, or helping clean your room? He’ll try his best.
He also pushes you into napping. Again, with many of his ways of helping, his more pushy and straightforward, hardheaded side is used to get it to happen. He’s not taking no for an answer in these cases.
Sakura is new to caring and worrying for others. Seeing you practically like a zombie hit him to his core, so he’s doing what he needs to get rid of that feeling.
If you’re overworked because of something to do with your coworkers or boss? Get speech to text or a voice message ready, Sakura is not gonna (let you) take this standing down.
All in all, despite his clumsiness in this case, Sakura’s care shines through.
Was this the original purpose of Nirei’s notebook? No, not at all. Will he use it to its full advantage still? Yes.
Im convinced in my brain that fighter or not, however you may be, if he cares about you? You have a page.
Once Nirei arrives at your house and sees the tired, stressed state of you, he’ll gently push you to put away the laptop for a while and rest not only your eyes but your brain, which has been running on overtime.
After step one, getting you to lay down, is accomplished, he’ll start on the other tasks to make you better.
He’ll ask how you’re doing. If you’ve eaten, showered, slept, anything of that sort. After thats established? Nirei gets to work.
Considering the things we hear Nirei ask and what he has written down in the show, I have no doubt that if he’s your friend, he keeps those things in pen. Even if you’re not a fighter, Nirei would admire you (I mean, you’re so epic) so he collected as usual.
You said you havent eaten? Nirei knows what stores around Makochi have what snacks, considering his gopher days in middle school. That plus his observations on your usual diet, by the time he returns to your place he has a few bags of things for you.
Need to shower? He’ll put it at the perfect temperature you enjoy and even put out your towels and things beforehand. Wanna take a nap? Nirei doesnt mind sticking around a while to see what you’ll need when awake. Want some conversation or even just busy noise? He may be a bit awkward at times, but he has spirit and if it’ll help he’ll do it.
If you try and get back to work, Nirei will frown and convince you to rest some more. He wont give up, bugging you about it (accidentally) until you give in as you can’t do anything when he keeps commenting on it randomly.
Nirei doesnt mind doing whatever needs to be done for you. He admires those he cares about, including you. He shows that care and admiration while you have him over, being your assistant for the day.
After you feel better, whether thats later that day or a few days later, let the boy know how much you appreciate it. Just do it
You didnt tell Suo you were having a rough day. Dont ask me how he knows, I have no clue either.
You :: “ Why are you here ? “
Suo :: “ Ah, no real reason. May I come in? I brought you some things. “ <- question (successfully) dodged.
He shows up with a bag containing tea for him (and you if you like it), your favorite drink, some foods (both healthy produce and treats), and some self care items.
No matter how stubborn, determined, or snippy you are at the moment, Suo will find a way to convince you to sit down and just have a drink and snacks with him. His reasoning, explanations, and logic are sturdy and basically unquestionable.
Despite not eating any himself, he’ll plate up your snacks, brew his tea, and make your kitchen almost feel like Pothos for a moment. If your mind wasnt punching itself so hard, you may fall asleep from the atmosphere alone.
After the small break, if you try and get back to work, Suo will again combat your excuses and reasons with even more steady ones calmly. He knows when to back down on subjects like this, but in this case? You’re gonna end up resting and resting good.
If you try to say you’re not tired, he’ll point out your more sluggish movements, heavier eye bags, and slightly slower responses. Try to say you have a deadline, and he’ll offer to help if its something he can and if not he’ll remind you your work will be better after resting. The mental exhaustion of trying to convince this man to let you work makes you feel bad for whoever gets stuck in a more heavy argument with him.
When you’re eventually worn down and wander off to your bed, he’ll make sure your room is as prepared as possible to put you to sleep and keep it that way for at least an hour.
Your laptop? Plugged in on the opposite side of wherever you live. Study books? He relocated them into the living room, conveniently away from whereever he stashed your favorite writing utensils. He’ll remember where they are when you need them, but question him now and he’ll brush you off.
If at any point during your nap you get a message from a pushy groupmate for a project, irritating coworker, or demanding boss? Suo will send a well written, polite sounding message that has an undercurrent of ‘dont text this number until 11 am tomorrow morning’.
Once you’re awake again, you’ll find your room is tidied, dishes from earlier lunch and breakfast cleaned, and Suo peacefully sitting at your table with your beverage of choice and a freshly poured cup of tea for himself.
I have no clue how Sakura always ends up so much longer for me 💔💔 sorry i didnt post any writing for a few days!! I have writers block, so im letting my inbox simmer as I think up ideas for those requests. Feel free to send more though, im always welcome to it!! No guarentee on it being done super soon though
summary: Y/n comes home with a visible injury. He doesn’t need details — just one look, and he’s already tense. His silence holds worry, his touch holds care, and his voice carries a quiet promise: if someone hurt her, he’ll find out.
ft.: haruka sakura, umemiya hajime, suo hayato, ren kaji
wc: 1,8k
＃ Hakura Sakura
»I'm back!« you called out, setting the grocery bags down with a small sigh.
It didn't take long before Haruka appeared in the kitchen, silent as always. He walked up to you without saying a word and pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. Then, without needing to be asked, he started helping you unpack.
You reached into one of the bags, but froze when you felt his gaze — sharp, intense, burning into your skin.
Turning your head, you found Haruka standing completely still, his eyes locked onto your hand. His entire posture had shifted. He was tense, his jaw clenched, shoulders rigid.
»What the hell happened to your hand?«
His voice was low, strained — the kind of calm that only masked deeper fury. He stepped forward and pointed to the two large bandages covering your fingers.
»Who did this?«
Before you could respond, he grabbed your hand gently but firmly and held it up to his face, inspecting every inch of it like he was ready to kill someone.
You let out a small laugh and pulled your hand back.
» Relax, it's nothing serious. « you said, hoping to calm him down.
» Nothing serious?« he repeated, disbelief flaring in his voice. » Half your hand is wrapped up like you fought a damn bear. Did someone tell you to say that to keep me calm?«
You couldn't help the small giggle that escaped you.
It was honestly sweet — how fiercely he cared, even if he didn't always know how to show it. Haruka wasn't a man of many words, but his love for you came out in other ways. In how quickly he was ready to go to war for you. In how hard it was for him to breathe when you were hurt.
»Y/n, if someone laid a hand on you—«
»Calm down «, you cut in, still laughing. »I burned myself making breakfast this morning.«
He stared at you, unconvinced.
»Seriously «, you assured him. » I spilled hot water while I was making tea. Nothing dramatic.«
You watched his expression shift, the tension in his face slowly melting away. He let out a quiet breath, eyes still on your hand.
»Does it hurt? « he asked, voice softer now — almost hesitant.
»Not really«, you said with a small shake of your head. »It looks worse than it is.«
He nodded once but said nothing.
Then, after a short pause, he added, quietly but firmly,
»If anyone ever hurts you... you'll tell me. No hesitation.«
There was no room for argument in his voice. It wasn't a request. It was a promise. And maybe a threat, too — just not for you.
»Yeah«, you smiled brightly and pressed a gentle kiss to his cheek. You felt the way his body froze ever so slightly, and when you pulled back, you caught the faint blush rising on his cheeks.
So much emotion in a man who rarely spoke it.
So much love — always.
＃Suo Hayato
Suo noticed every little change about you the moment you stepped through his door. New earrings, a different top—or, in this case, a black eye that your makeup couldn't quite hide.
He pulled you into a brief hug, brushing a gentle kiss against your lips.
But when his eyes met yours, his smile faded instantly.
Beneath your hands, you could feel his arms tense, and the way he looked at you shifted—concern darkening his expression, laced with the hint of restrained anger.
»Y/n... what happened?« he asked softly, his thumb brushing carefully across your bruised skin.
»Did someone hurt you? You know you can talk to me, right?«
You slipped off your shoes and tried to offer a reassuring smile.
»No, Suo, everything's fine«, you replied calmly, though it clearly wasn't enough for him.
He took your hand in his and ran his fingers slowly over it, voice a little firmer now.
» Y/n, who did this to you?« he asked, more seriously this time. » If someone laid a hand on you, I need to know. I can take care of it.«
Suo never had trouble speaking his mind—especially when it came to you.
He loved you out loud, with every word and every touch. He didn't hesitate to show you just how much he cared. If you ever needed reassurance, he'd give it to you a thousand times over.
You waved a hand dismissively, as if to brush the whole thing off.
»It's really not a big deal. Two guys got into a fight during class yesterday«, you explained, your voice a bit nervous as you looked up at him. »I tried to step in and stop them, and I caught an elbow to the face.«
His brows furrowed instantly, eyes scanning your bruise again.
» That must've been one hell of an elbow.« he murmured, concerned, before gently guiding you toward the kitchen.
»It looks worse than it is. « you assured him, watching as he opened the fridge and took out an ice pack. Wrapping it in a towel, he handed it to you with a soft, steady gaze.
»Here«, he said. »This'll help with the swelling.«
You gave him a grateful smile.
»Thanks, Suo.«
» I've told you before, haven't I?« he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. » You shouldn't get involved in stuff like that. You could've gotten seriously hurt. «
» I know «, you admitted quietly. » I just didn't want them to keep fighting.«
Suo looked at you for a moment—his expression softening, because this was exactly who you were. Always trying to help.
»Next time... please let them fight it out, okay?« he said gently. »I really don't want to see you hurt again.«
You nodded and rose onto your toes, pressing a kiss to his lips.
»Okay« ,you whispered. »I promise.«
＃Unemiya Hajime
»I'm back!« Hajime calls out as he steps outside, his voice light and full of excitement. »Man, I'm so ready to get these new tomatoes in the ground!«
He grins wide, carrying the pots in both hands, and sets them down beside you with a proud little nod.
You're standing by the garden bed, a bit of soil still clinging to your fingers. The afternoon sun warms your back.
»Everything go okay?« he asks, leaning down to press a soft kiss to the top of your head.
»Yeah, all good« you say with a small smile.
But his expression shifts. Just slightly.
His eyes flicker to your arm, and his grin falters.
Without a word, he steps closer, his brows pulling together. His gaze locks onto the dark bruise that stretches across your upper arm.
»Did someone hurt you?« he asks quietly, his voice calm but tight. There's something serious in it now—focused. Protective.
He gently takes your arm, turning it a little to get a better look.
»Was it because of me?« he adds, softer this time. His fingertips hover over the bruise like he doesn't want to make it worse.
You shake your head quickly.
»No, no! It's nothing «you say, pulling your arm back.
»It just looks bad.«
»Y/n...« he says, eyes narrowing slightly. »If anyone touched you, I'd want to know. You know I'd handle it.«
» It's really fine «, you insist, trying to sound more relaxed. »Two guys in class got into a fight. One of them got shoved and fell into me. I tripped and hit the cabinet.«
His shoulders relax a little at your explanation, and then he exhales—more like a sigh of relief. A smile tugs at his lips.
»A little clumsy, huh?« he chuckles, his tone lighter now.
»Guess I don't need to hunt anyone down today.«
You laugh quietly. »Just a dumb accident.«
He nods, though his eyes linger on you for a second longer.
»If it ever stops being an accident, you'll tell me, right? « he asks, his voice sincere.
»Of course « you say softly.
His smile returns in full then—warm, bright, and familiar.
»Alright then. Let's get these babies planted.«
＃ Ren Kaji
Ren was sitting in your room—massive headphones over his ears, a lollipop stuck between his lips, phone in hand, completely zoned out.
You had just gotten out of the shower. Dressed in nothing but a pair of shorts and a loose tank top, your towel was still wrapped around your damp hair as you stood in front of the mirror.
»What the fuck?!«
Ren's voice cut sharply through the room, full of sudden anger as he yanked off his headphones and shot you a glare.
You turned around, confused by his outburst.
»What is it?« you asked, hands on your hips.
»That « he snapped, pointing directly at your thigh. »What the hell is that?«
You glanced down at the purplish bruise blooming across your skin.
»Who the hell do I have to kill for that?«
His eyes blazed, and he looked like he meant it. He wasn't asking for dramatic effect—he was waiting. For a name. A reason to get up and do something about it.
»No one « you said quickly, turning back to the mirror like it wasn't a big deal.
»Oh yeah? So bruises like that just magically show up now?«
His voice was biting, low, and full of disbelief.
Ren had always had a short fuse—especially when it came to you. If someone hurt you, he wouldn't hesitate to step in. You knew that. You'd only have to whisper a name.
»No, I just... I fell.« you muttered, pulling the towel free from your hair and shaking the strands out.
Ren scoffed. »You don't get bruises like that from just falling.«
You cringed slightly. »I was out with Haruka and Akihiko yesterday... you know how they get when they're all hyped up.«
Through the mirror, you could see Ren's expression shift—still annoyed, but less on edge than before.
»There was a loose floorboard at that arcade place, and I tripped. I fell on my side..« You rubbed the back of your neck awkwardly.
Ren let out a breath, quiet but long, the tension leaving his shoulders just a bit.
»Do you need something? For the pain or whatever?« he asked, eyes scanning the bruise one more time before he popped his headphones back on.
»No, I'm good « you said, giving him a small, grateful smile.
There was a pause before his voice came through again—quieter, but firm.
»If anyone ever does hurt you... you'd tell me, right?«
You nodded, smiling gently at him.
»I'd tell you.«
He didn't answer. Just nodded once, sucked on his lollipop, and sank back into whatever song was blasting through his headphones—like nothing had happened.
sigh, just realized on browser mode at least my cute format of my images is messed up ｡°(°¯᷄◠¯᷅°)°｡ also, im still working on requests and stuff!! im super worried abt them being super ooc so im just wallowing in that before i jump into working more :3
hey so how do you think Sakura and Suo would deal with having a s/o who’s a good comfort and listener?
They’ve had a rough day and s/o is like “Want me to get out the extra kotatsu so you can stay the night?”. / A little bit of an insecurity slipped out of him and s/o gives him snacks and them both a nice drink, “wanna talk? I am good listener. Nothing shall leave this room or I’ll eat my own shoes”?
WIND BREAKER, SUO HAYATO AND SAKURA HARUKA :: soft words
⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚ SUO and SAKURA with a partner whose comforting and good at listening
hurt/comfort, fluff, established relationship, gender-neutral reader
contains :: reader being a bit pushy (the right move in this case)
warning :: may be ooc (especially for suo- i tried my best though!), sakura’s backstory
Suo’s always been kind of an mystery. to his classmates, to his friends, even to you, his significant other.
it was hard to tell what was a facade and what wasnt. but, that doesn’t mean you haven’t improved. today had been rather normal. Suo picked you up after school (he’d always walk you home if he didn’t have patrol), and was acting as usual. almost.
in the short time you’d spent with him that day, you could still notice something was… off.
that’s why he was here now, sitting on your bed. you’d invited him over, hoping to talk, but how would you start this?
“i’m glad you’re alright. i almost worried something happened when you texted me so late,” suo said with his usual smile. in any other scenario, that wouldve flustered you a bit. but this time, your mind was a bit busy.
you inhaled, deciding to just go ahead with it. “suo. are you doing okay?”
you saw his eyes widen ever so slightly when you asked, before he went back to his usual expression. “of course i am. why do you ask?” you looked at your hands in your lap, light fabric being tugged. you went for the best way you could explain, honestly.
“when we were walking, your smile was a bit flatter. you told less silly lies on the walk home, and you just seemed lower energy.” you barely paused for a moment, carefully getting every thought out through your words. “and… i cant help if you dont tell me. i want you to tell me.”
when you look over again, waiting for his reaction, his eyes were a bit wider again. his mouth was slightly open, showing shock in a way thatd only make sense for suo. but this time, instead of just returning to a normal closed eye smile, his eyes softened and he smiled. the smile this time was soft, caring.
it wasn’t unusual, but it wasn’t the same either.
without a word, he slowly leaned closer. his lips touched yours softly, not quite a kiss, but not in the way when he’d tease. it didn’t feel like romance, but gratefulness. that fact only made you more flustered than usual.
“thank you,” he finally said something, only having moved away slightly. “i don’t have anything to tell. but, if you’ll have me, i’d like to stay here with you tonight.”
you weren’t surprised suo didn’t actually tell you. you doubted his words of not having anything to tell. but suo is a mystery and you love him. you smile at him as he leans away. “i’d love that. i’ll get out the extra futon and brew some tea, okay?”
an hour later, you were fast asleep with a half empty tea cup as suo looked down at you. he didn’t have a smile at the moment, but his eyes were filled with care.
this was all the comfort he needed at the moment.
Sometimes, being with sakura was a challenge.
tonight, you’d gotten an odd feeling. a pang in your stomach was just telling you to check on sakura. you sent a simple message, not wanting to bother him so late. you knew he had your notifications on a high volume, he’d hear it if he was sleeping soundly. still, twenty minutes passed with no response.
it took you another five minutes of debating as you slipped on your outside shoes and a simple jacket, packed your phone and keys in your purse, and took off towards his house.
his door wasn’t locked when you turned the knob. you peeked your head in, seeing the spooky home. you’d been here once before, but a pang of sympathy and even a little guilt hit each time.
you walked into his room. just as you suspected. on the flat futon lied sakura, covered in sweat. his eyes were closed and twitching a bit, eyebrows furrowed; a nightmare.
it made your heart turn. you sat on the floor next to sakura. gently, you placed a hand on his shoulder. he jolted awake in a moment, sitting up and putting his arms up prepared for a fight, putting them down when he recognized you.
“what… what’re you doing here?” he muttered, turning to face his blanket again. his cheeks were slightly red from embarrassment.
“i had a feeling something was wrong. guess i was right…” you hum, leaning closer to put a hand on his face, check if he was okay. but he pushed it away.
“i’m fine. just a stupid nightmare.” he turns away again, mouth pulled into a frown. “even if it was more than that, i can handle it myself.” he propped his knees up, leaning forward a bit.
you sigh, pulling away slightly but with no intention of leaving. “i know you can. but you don’t have to.” his eyes flickered over to yours. you looked tired, but also like you weren’t going to leave.
he opens his mouth slightly, then grits his teeth. “why would you wanna help me? if i cant handle a stupid nightmare then i’m just weak. then…” he stopped, but you could hear what wasnt said.
‘If i’m just weak, i’m nothing.’
“sakura.” he glanced over, his brows furrowed again. one might mistake it for anger, but it was the same as before. fear. “i dont date you just because you’re strong.” his eyes widened slightly as your fingers brushed against his bangs, making his eyes clearer to be seen.
“i date you for lots of reasons. you’re brave, determined, and protective.” your voice became clearer, but lower in volume. “you’re striking, cute, and i’m grateful whenever i get to see your face.”
his lips shake slightly as you continued, fingers trailing down. they followed the curve of his forehead down his cheek. “you’re also hardheaded, defensive, and the most stubborn person i’ve met.”
he looked like he was going to cry almost, but no tears were building in his eyes. his lips pressed together. “i couldnt protect you or defend you. and then you left.” the contents of his dream. your mouth hovered open, eyes slightly widened.
it was no secret sakura was insecure. but, after the fight with KEEL, after realizing he wanted to protect those he cared about, he worried he wouldn’t be strong enough for you. to keep you safe.
and, if he wasn’t, what was there to stay for?
“all of us here. we love you for every bit of you. strength included.” you don’t hesitate another moment to say that. “you… you’re so much more than you think you are.”
a smile graces your lips. you gently wrap your arms around him, secure. he didn’t fight you off, or yell. his cheeks turned red, but he leaned in. “i love you for everything there is to you. not in spite of it.” you muttered it gently.
you could feel him relax slightly more.
he protects this town. his friends. you. and you’d protect him from memories. fears. insecurities.
he slept better than he had in a while. and when he woke up, you were still there; wiping down his kitchen after he’d found a bag of snacks by him.
you knew this wouldn’t resolve everything he’s dealt with. but it would be a start, and if needed you’d take it over and over.
sorry that sakura is quite a bit longer (˶╥︿╥) we just know more abt his backstory and mentality, so i had more to build on. i had so many ideas for this request it was tough- sorry if it didn’t turn out how you like!!
