REQUEST: Hi could I request domestic moment with chishiya, like hdcs or anything idc, im a slut for this man and I need domestic moment with him ☹️👍 (the brainrot is very real)
WORD COUNT: 771
SUMMARY| Mornings with Chishiya had always been your favorite, especially after a rough game.
Adm Note: I’m back after a year, I might be a little rusty. I did not specify what the reader looked like or any pronouns! Everyone is included. <3
Sunlight broke through the blue skies with beams of light, peaking through the window to give false loving caresses to the skin of your lovers face, like it was trying to make you envious of the ethereal glow that encapsulates him. Chishiya slept peacefully beside you, his arm slung loosely over your waist, his face didn't hold its usual coldness; a mask he carefully crafted together from hardened clay to protect himself.
Without much thought to your actions you pulled your hand from where it laid motionless under the blanket, taking the physically clean hand and running it through his messy locks of hair. You often wondered if every touch you gave him darkened his soul, the soul that shimmered such a vibrant gold it could blind you.
Where as your soul laid withered up, being cloaked by the shadows lingering in your mind, tormenting you with memories of the things you have done to survive in the borderlands. Crimson stains washed away down the shower drain like it was nothing but dirt spread across your skin.
His hair was soft, like how you imagined clouds to feel as a child. It was familiar and warm to your touch, like an old soul greeting you upon your death, lighting you up with a sense of complete wholeness.
Slowly your hand moved from its place where you were daring to dance your fingers through each piece and wondering if you would turn to gold from touching the hair upon his head.
Trailing down his cheek you relish in the warmth rolling off his skin in waves, a frown pulling at the corner of your lips as you notice a cut along the crown of his forehead, not deep enough to need stitches but it would need to be cleaned.
Running your thumb softly along the cut, a sigh crawled it’s way out of your throat with ragged claws tearing into your windpipe, mindlessly beating against your voice box. “Chishiya…” You whispered, getting no response you tried again to awaken your slumbering boyfriend.
“Chishiya.” Your voice was louder, causing him to stir, his eyes fluttering open at the feeling of being looked at so tenderly. A small sleep filled smile was shot your way, making your heart thud wildly against your rib cage.
Pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips you wordlessly got up, ignoring a whining protest from Chishiya that tugged at your heart strings; he always had been clingy when he was tired.
Entering the bathroom you grabbed a wash cloth, letting the cold water seep through the fabric and pool onto your fingertips before the droplets slid down your hands back into the sink.
Opening the cabinets you grabbed a bandage, rubbing alcohol, and the ointment. Hearing a soft shuffle, that alerted you to the fact your boyfriend was on the move, you moved to the doorway.
“Nuh-uh, lay back down. You’re injured and have five days on your visa.” You made your way over to his side of the bed, sitting down hesitantly beside him. You took care of the bigger injuries last night, including the huge gash along his side from a flying piece of metal.
As gently as you could, you pushed Chishiyas shoulders back, having him leaning against the headboard of the bed. Shifting carefully as to not bother his stitches.
Chishiya rolled his eyes at you being so careful, a yelp of surprise escaping you as two hands pulled you into his lap in a straddling position. “Chishiya! I could have hurt you.” You weren’t normally one to complain about sitting on your boyfriends lap, especially if it’s in the privacy of your own room, but you didn’t want to irritate or reopen his wound.
Chishiya let out what sounded like an annoyed clicking with his tongue “You didn’t hurt me, if anything being this close with you makes me feel better.” Your insides melted at his words, despite him not being the best with emotions they always managed to make you a puddle in his hand.
A soft smile crossed your lips, unable to hold back the warmth that spread throughout your chest, how could you when he looked at you like you crafted every star in his name? Like you shaped every galaxy and creature just to cure his loneliness?
You softly brushed his hair away from the cut, dabbing the wet cloth to clean the dried up blood that escaped and now painted dried ponds on his skin. You know soon enough you will both have to get up, but for now you will soak up the small moments.
warnings: ooc chishiya, mentions of blood/injuries, 'i need you right now' is a little angsty 'are you sure about this?' gets kinda suggestive but no smut (they make out)
a/n: i want more aib requests pls i miss writing for them but i have no ideas
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based on this post !! i didn't do all of them bc i don't write smut or angst lol
ARISU VERSION / KUINA VERSION
gn reader (no pronouns used)
requests open !! read my rules first
my fav chishiya gif returns
first kiss
(word count 270)
there’s an odd sense of tension in the air as you look at chishiya. his dark eyes are alluring - almost daring you to finally take the dive and fall deep into them. you can barely feel the warmth of his breath from how close you are. you scan the birthmarks and freckles on his face. you picture them creating a constellation across his skin that matches your own, as if the fates are pulling you together.
“chishiya,” you whisper. your voice is low. your heartbeat pounds in your ears. the world around you slowly begins to fade. the only thing that matters is the man standing in front of you, looking into your eyes as if he’ll be able to read your mind if he searches deep enough.
“y/n,” he breathes. you hesitantly reach a hand up to push his bangs behind his ear, exposing more of his face. your hand hovers before his face before you rest it against the skin. chishiya doesn’t move away. instead, he leans into your touch. he tilts his head a little closer to you. “can i kiss you?”
your breath hitches in your throat. you haven’t been sure of anything since you entered the borderland until now. now, you’re sure. you want to kiss him.
you lean in to press your lips against chishiya’s in a sweet kiss. his lips quirk upwards as he reaches out to hold your hips, coaxing your body even closer. the world could have ended - the beach fallen, vegetation taken over the land, lasers killed everyone - but none of it would matter. because you were kissing chishiya.
"i'm here now"
(word count 342)
it’s late. too late. the sun has set by now. the stars have begun to twinkle in the sky above chishiya. he sighs, leaning back against the wall. you should be back by now. where are you?
an unfamiliar feeling of anxiety settles into chishiya’s stomach. he’s not used to caring about people. not like this. his mind is running like it always is, though it’s never felt so much like a burden before. chishiya had always prided himself on his ability to analyze situations. he could tell how someone was feeling, pick holes into any theories or ideas presented, find the most rational solution and use it to his advantage.
but right now, chishiya doesn’t want to be rational. all of the signs point to you being dead. why else would you be so late coming back? you’ve been missing for hours. it’s far past the evening now. even if you do come back now you’ll have to find the beach in the darkness.
he’s broken out of his thoughts by something moving. he only notices it in the corner of his eye, but it’s something - someone. he steps closer, squinting into the darkness. it’s you.
you’re limping along the asphalt of the road towards the beach’s hotel. chishiya simply stares at you for a few seconds. before he realizes what he’s doing, his body begins moving on its own. he’s running towards you, wrapping his arms around your waist, supporting your body weight against his own as you lean against him. dried blood stains your clothes and is splattered on your face.
“chishiya,” you sigh, clutching onto him. his mind is racing. instead of asking all of the questions that linger on the tip of his tongue, he pulls you closer. chishiya presses his lips against yours in a desperate kiss - as if you’ll disappear if he stops touching you.
his hands linger on your cheeks when he pulls away, wiping away the tears and blood from your face. “it’s okay,” he whispers. “you’re gonna be okay. i’m here now.”
"come back to bed"
(word count 291)
you groan as chishiya gently coaxes your body to the side, maneuvering your body so you’re laying on the bed instead of his chest. you reach out to grab him, pushing him back down onto the bed. chishiya sighs in defeat as you nuzzle your face against him, effectively holding him down with your own body weight. “did i wake you?” he whispers.
“you’re so warm,” your voice is muffled against his skin. “i always notice when you leave.”
chishiya hums, raising a hand to rub against your back. he gently scratches his nails against your bare skin. it feels so intimate to lay like this. your chest pressed against his own, blankets only pulled halfway over your bodies, sunlight streaming through the windows.
“we have things to do today.”
“we always have things to do,” you whine, shifting to sleepily blink up at him. chishiya lets a small smile spread across his face. “we won a game last night. let’s just stay like this for a while.”
you know you’ve won the debate when chishiya’s smile grows. he throws his head back to lean against the pillows. you smile yourself, moving upwards to press a kiss against his jawline before laying back down on his body again, this time with your head against his shoulder. “i hate it when you do this.”
“do what? cuddle with you? kiss you? force you to get a good night’s sleep?”
chishiya huffs, wrapping his arms around your waist. “you’re too cute to argue with.”
you can’t help being flustered, shoving your face back into the crook of his neck. “you love it.”
“i love you.”
you press a kiss against his neck, smiling when goosebumps raise along his skin. “i love you too.”
"are you sure about this?"
(word count 274)
“chishiya?” said man doesn’t even spare a glance at you as he continues working on yet another invention. his shoulders are hunched from how close he’s leaning in to see exactly what he’s doing. you can almost feel how stressed he is, even from across the room.
you lock the door behind you before stepping closer. you slowly reach out to press a hand against his shoulder, leaning down to see exactly what he’s doing. he’s holding an empty soda can, fiddling with a mess of wires in his hands. a bottle sits on the desk - something he stole from the mechanics. kerosene.
“you’re making another bomb?” this time he finally acknowledges you, albeit only with a small hum. unfazed by his dismissive behavior you reach over, slowly forcing him to set the wires down. chishiya looks up at you now, silently questioning what you’re doing. instead of answering you push his chair back.
chishiya’s hands ghost against your hips as you throw your leg over his to straddle his hips. big brown eyes blink up at you as you lean in, finally pressing your lips to his. it starts off innocent enough. sitting in chishiya’s lap isn’t an uncommon experience in your relationship. though things quickly become more heated when he leans up to press his lips against yours into a deeper kiss this time.
you’re nearly gasping for air when you finally pull away. his face has a light flush, disheveled blonde hair messily pulled into a ponytail. “are you sure about this?” you whisper.
chishiya leans up, pulling you into yet another kiss. “i’ve never been more sure about anything else.”
"i could stay like this forever"
(word count 338)
chishiya sighs as he enters your shared room. what was supposed a free day was quickly turned into an incredibly long bore when hatter called him and the other executives into meetings for everything he could think of. though pointless, not showing up would risk damaging his position of authority, small as it may be, so he reluctantly dragged himself to the room and sat around at a table for hours.
you’re sitting on the bed, already waiting for him. he raises an eyebrow at you, kicking his sandals off and stripping from his jacket. the beach’s air conditioning does little to cool him down after spending so long sitting around in a room. “i thought you were supposed to hang out with kuina tonight.”
“i was,” you sigh. “but that was when i thought i would be spending the day with you. besides, she’s hanging out with arisu and usagi tonight. something about wanting to get to know them better.”
chishiya hums, sitting down on the bed. you pat the spot next to you, gesturing for him to lay down. despite his questions he obeys, moving so he’s face down on the bed. you shift so you’re hovering over him, pressing your hands against his back. he groans, letting you massage the tension out of his muscles and shoulders.
after a while, chishiya sighs. you take the cue to move off of him, rolling to lay next to him. he shifts onto his side to look at you, reaching over to pull you into a kiss. it’s gentle. sweet. your lips quirk upwards into a smile when he pulls away. you take the opportunity to hold him down, pressing little kisses all over his face. chishiya laughs at the ticklish feeling. it’s a beautiful sound - one you don’t hear far often enough. when you pull away both of you look at each other with small, loving smiles. an unspoken agreement passes between the both of you. despite it all, you wouldn’t give this up for the world.
Can you do aib characters reacting to their s/o being really good at games and is quiet and reserved
aib characters reacts: s/o being an ace but is quiet and reserved
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・❥・requested
Arisu:
Would be amazed at how calm and collected you are during the games. Even if the games consisted of people killing people, you remained still and focused on analyzing what needs to be done rather than point fingers towards other players. Arisu would compliment you everytime you completed his train of thoughts.
Chishiya:
You earned yourself a one way ticket to impressing him. The people at the Beach annoyed him so much, and he was glad that someone like you was sent to the borderlands. Bonding times with him are never a dull; though the quietness is still, it was comforting for the both of you.
Niragi:
He'd think you're just like Chishiya and that's where he starts to taunt and throw insults at you. But no matter how harsh his words are to you and the fact that you once saved him in a game, he'd stop. Would point his rifle at anyone that starts to blame you when someone dies in the game.
Last Boss:
Basking in each other's presence is enough for the two of you already. No words were needed, but you two knew how much you appreciated each other. The dynamics of your relationship is very compatible, you solve how to end the game and he would slice anyone or anything that comes your way.
Usagi:
When you've figured out how to clear the game, she'll be on her feet, ready to set the motion. Always ready to come to your aid, never leaving your side and always ready to catch you if you decide to jump off apartment balconies.
Kuina:
Just like Niragi, she'd think you're just like Chishiya. But it's just not your nature to socialize in a large crowd, much less, the residents of the Beach. Would listen to you intently on how to clear the games and be surprised at how she wasn't able to think of it that way. Would chop anyone at the back of their necks if they talk bad about you.
Hi! I'm a new follower and I just binged all of your stories today! And sooooo in love!
I just want to request a story, where chishiya is madly possesive of his S/O, where he gets jealous of anyone who would touch her.
S/O is a female.
Thank youuu so much!
Of course! Thanks so much for following and reading my fics! ❤❤
Possessive | Shuntaro Chishiya
{Alice In Borderland Masterlist}
Summary: You begin to notice Chishiya’s possessive behaviour around you when you start becoming more serious about your relationship
Type: short scenario
Word Count: 1.7k
*reader is female
Author’s Note: this is more like just a few scenarios of Chishiya being possessive. It isn’t that well written since I had to rush it a bit. I felt like I had to post something today cause I haven’t in a while, so I was a bit busy 😣
You never viewed Chishiya as the possessive type, especially when it came to relationships. The sly, manipulative character seemed to convey the vibe that he wouldn’t care less about who his significant other talked to or hung out with. But of course, during the first few weeks of dating him, you began to notice that your assumption was completely inaccurate.
It started with small gestures, like pulling you closer to him subtly when you were hanging around the pool area, or keeping a strong grip on your hand when walking down the hallways of the hotel together. You always thought it was him just being a good boyfriend, but over time you began to think otherwise.
Chishiya became more clingy towards you, both in public and private. Sometimes he would not allow you to leave his side at all, which always ended in a complaint from you. Even when you rolled your eyes and tried to walk away from him anyway, he would just grab you by your waist and pull you back to him, giving you a quick glare to warn you.
In private, like when you were in your shared room together, he always hid your shirts from you so you would be forced to wear one of his white t-shirts. He would become all happy and giddy when you saw you in his clothes, wrapping his arms around you like a little koala and not letting go for hours. There would be some nights when you would have to pry his arms off from your torso, as he simply refused to let you go.
************
One night, you both were sitting in a booth together outside around the pool area. Most of The Beach’s residents had made their way to bed, so it was just you and Chishiya having a few drinks together with the occasional small group of people walking nearby.
Chishiya had his lips against yours, moving slowly and intimately as he held the side of your face with one hand and rubbed the bare skin of your waist with the other. You were having a heated make out session, just enjoying being in each other’s presence without being disturbed by anyone.
“Chishiya,” you breathed out as you broke the kiss, making Chishiya pout unhappily. “Let’s head inside, it’s getting cold out here.”
Chishiya smiled and shook his head at your suggestion. “Can we just spend a few more minutes here? There’s too many people inside and just want some alone time with you,” he asked, tucking his head into the crook of your neck and lightly nipping at the sensitive skin. You winced as he kissed and bit along your neck and collarbones.
“I want to see Arisu. He said he wasn’t feeling too well today and I want to check up on him,” you said, pulling Chishiya away from your neck by his shoulders. Chishiya held a frown on his face.
“Why do you want to see Arisu? I’m right here, you don’t need him,” he groaned in an annoyed tone while tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. You pulled a sarcastic face and rolled your eyes.
“Yes I know, but I’m just worried about him, that’s all,” you insisted, pushing your hand underneath Chishiya’s chin and pressing your thumb against his lips lightly.
Chishiya gazed lovingly into your eyes as you traced your thumb across his cheek, closing his eyes in content as the feeling of your hand on his skin. “You’re so pretty,” you praised, giving him a short peck on his nose, making him chuckle slightly.
*************
A more prominent incident that conveyed his possessive personality was when you were in an executive meeting together.
You were a higher ranking member of the militants, so you were able to be present at meetings with Hatter.
Both you and Chishiya stood at the end of the large room together, leaning against the wooden wall and listening to the debate that everyone was holding. Hatter was trying to decide which executives to send to the next game, as he was expecting the game to represent a card that they had not yet able to achieve, and he wished to make sure that they were guaranteed to bring it back.
“Niragi and Aguni could go,” Mira suggested, gesturing towards the two taller men that sat at the table next to one another. “They have a 100% winning streak, so I think they’d be the best choice for a diamonds game such as this one.”
Your eyes broke from the rest of the room when you felt Chishiya’s hand run along yours, reaching for your hand and lacing your fingers together. You looked at his face, not even earning a side glance from him. It was unusual for him to act romantic towards you in front of the executives, especially during a meeting.
“Why doesn’t Y/N join then?” you suddenly heard your name. You looked back over to the table and saw Niragi eyeing you, making you tense immediately. “She can come with us, since she too has cleared a lot of diamond games.”
As everyone turned towards you and Chishiya, you felt Chishiya’s grip on your hand tighten.
Before you could even speak, Chishiya spoke for you.
“No,” he bluntly stated.
“No?” Niragi questioned, standing up from his seat and making his way over towards you and Chishiya’s position. “Why do you say no Chishiya?” Niragi asked, pressing the barrel of his rifle towards him.
“I’m not letting her go with you, not if I’m not there.”
You didn’t know what to say, so you just continued to glance between the two bickering men.
“She’s her own person, she can speak for herself,” Niragi growled into Chishiya’s face, turning towards you. Your heart stopped as he stepped towards your smaller frame. “So, what do you think sweetheart? We could really use your help.”
The way he ran his tongue along his bottom lip creepily at the end of his sentence made you uneasy. Before you could even answer, Chishiya had pulled you by your arm roughly behind him, putting himself between you and Niragi and shoving on his chest to get him away.
“Fuck off you perv,” he cursed at him, “she’s staying here. I don’t care how much you need her. I wouldn’t even let her in the same room as you or Aguni without me there.”
Niragi scoffed and gave you both an angered look before turning away. “Fine. Keep that personality up around her Chishiya, she just might get sick of you treating her like a possession you have control over.”
***********
Another incident occurred when you were both at the neon coloured bar outside in the party area.
Chishiya had to leave for a few minutes to look for Kuina, so you decided to wait at the bar for him to return, despite his protesting.
You were nodding your head to the music and sipping your drink, enjoying your time by yourself and having a nice conversation with the young lady who was the bartender. You suddenly were pulled from your thoughts when a cold hand was placed on your lower back, making you jump and spin your head around with an annoyed expression.
“Hey gorgeous,” he slurred his words, obviously drunk. “You’re looking awfully lonely. You want to come dance with me,” he pressed, running a hand through your hair softly. You swatted his hand away from your face and shuffled over in your seat to distance yourself from him.
“No thanks,” you declined politely. “I’m actually with someone, so I’m waiting for them right now,” you tried to reassure him.
He frowned and looked around the bar for someone who you might have been with. “I don’t see anyone. I’m sure your partner won’t mind if you have a little dance with me~”
His flirtatious tone made you cringe. He seemed awfully insistent. You declined once again and stood up from your seat to walk away, but you didn’t get the chance to when he grabbed you by your waist and pulled your back against his chest. “Stop being so hard to get. I just want to get to know you a little better.”
You tried to pull yourself from his touch as he ran his hands along the skin of your stomach a bit too intimately for it to be comfortable.
To your surprise, you heard a loud impact noise and the man’s grip left your body. You turned around to see what had happened to notice none other than Chishiya standing above the man on the ground, taser in hand.
“Piss off you horny dog,” he spat towards him, tucking his weapon back into his hoodie pocket. You noticed the people surrounding you watching the scene, making you feel uneasy, but Chishiya grabbed you by your hand and dragged you away from the crowd, heading towards the hotel.
After walking for a while, Chishiya turned around and looked at you, concern painted across his face.
“Oh my god, are you okay baby?” he asked, frantically checking your body for any signs of injury. “Did he touch you anywhere? I’m so sorry I left. I shouldn’t have left you alone like that, especially around all those intoxicated people.”
He was rambling as he rubbed your skin, trying to comfort you. “Chishiya,” you said, interrupting him. “I’m fine, it’s not your fault.”
You pulled him into a passionate kiss, running your hands through his hair, trying to calm him. Chishiya wrapped his arms around your shoulders to pull you closer, making you feel his warmth against you.
You snaked your hands underneath his hoodie and wrapped them around his back, scratching lightly through the material of his shirt. Chishiya sighed and pulled away from your lips, looking into your eyes.
“You’re all mine,” he whispered, rubbing his nose against yours playfully. You smiled at his statement. “You’re mine, don’t forget that.”
You nodded as he leant downwards to bite underneath your jaw. “Maybe I’m not making that clear enough,” he slyly said, making you chuckle nervously at his words. You gasped as he latched onto the skin of your neck, sucking on a single spot harshly. H.
“Chishiya, don’t!” you whispered-yelled. “You’ll leave a mark!”
Chishiya pulled away from your skin and admired the purple bruise that had formed on your neck, making him smirk. “That’s the point baby,” he said in a teasing tone. He leant back down and licked over the spot lightly to sooth the bruise.
You smiled and playfully hit his shoulder. “Idiot,” you groaned and rolled your eyes.
SUMMARY| After hearing about the meteors, you can’t help but rush to the hospital in search of your husband to make sure he’s okay.
Adm Note: I’m getting to all of your requests, I promise!
Your heart thunder wildly against the ribs that kept it caged, like if it beat hard enough it could burst through the bones and flesh that protected it. Your mind was scrambled but you had one goal, to find your husband; when the meteors started you worried, your gut was churning with unease like a witches cauldron being stirred up by a wooden spoon, but you brushed it off as paranoia.
Then you got the call you dreaded most; Chishiya was in the hospital.
You had never gotten into your car so fast, practically almost throwing yourself into the cars window with how fast your feet carried you. Your hands were shaking with nerves bubbling up from the stirring cauldron and forming in your throat.
When you reached the hospital you set on your mission to find Chishiya, the receptionist telling you to wait until visitation hours but you couldn’t, not when you didn’t know if he was okay. The receptionist only had her back turned for a second, but it was all you needed to slip back into the hallway without being seen.
Walking down the hall you read each name on the little signs until coming across his. Taking a deep breath you entered the room, immediately noticing a head turn your way and you physically relaxed under his gaze.
“Shiya..” You had made your way over, talking softly as to not awaken his sleeping roommate. “They called me, and I have never been more scared then when they told me you were in a hospital bed.” Your hand came to brush his hair away from his eyes, worry decorated your eyes like stars decorating the skies.
Oceans of worry can be seen in your eyes and he would happily drown in them if it calmed down the seas. “It’s not visiting hours, how did you get back?” His voice soothed you, grounding in the fact that he is really there with you, that you could still feel his heart thumping under the warmth of his skin. He was okay.
“Fuck Visitation hours. If I had to go one more second without knowing if you we’re okay? I would have drove myself crazy.” Your voice held a sight laugh behind them as you responded to what you found to be a humorous question on his part.
But you meant what you said. If something had happened to him, you would have lost it. No one was taking him from you if you could help it, the deities above would have to pry him from your cold dead arms, and fight you until they couldn’t anymore, before they could touch a hair on his head in a threatening manner.
Pressing a kiss to his forehead you let your eyes flutter closed as relief finally rushed through your body and washed away the anxiety you felt. ‘I’ll never let anything happen to you, not while I’m still breathing.’ You thought, moving forward to rest your forehead against his.
SUMMARY| He softened you, but secretly it was what you always wanted.
Adm Note: I’m keeping you all fed today.
You never had the chance to be soft in the borderlands, always having bloodied knuckles and injuring as a taunting reminder that in order for you to survive others would die at your hands. Reminders that would haunt you in dreams and leave you shooting awake gasping for breath as if they sucked the life directly out of your body.
Deep down you always wished to be soft, for someone to see past the sharp edges that lined your heart, defending you from being hurt by others, but you wanted someone to want you. You wanted someone to trust, and love to the point where they softened your sharp edges, for them to mold into your heart and be protected by the edges they once fought.
Maybe that's how you got here, sitting on a bed in total silence; not uncomfortable silence but the kind of silence that people craved, a silence that calmed the raging sea of thoughts in your mind and let you exist in peace.
His hand holding yours in his sleep like you would disappear into the air if he let go. his head laid in your lap, your other hand softly brushing through his hair, a fond smile curling at the corner of your mouth. You often asked yourself how he got past your sharp edges, edges that most wouldn't have even attempted to get past before running to the hills.
But maybe you didn't need to know because with him you got to be soft, you weren't just seen as another pawn in this sick game of life and death, you were seen as another person. A soul that had been through enough, so he had offered himself as your peace, slowly he wrapped golden strings around your heart and you knew.
Love softens you, but you were okay with it if it meant you had him in your arms.
SUMMARY| You remembered and he didn’t, but you wouldn’t want things to turn out any other way.
Adm Note: i woke up and chose pain apparently.
There is a million ways to say ‘I love you.’
But if you listen, there is also a million different ways to hear someone’s heart breaking, because they are not the one that is loved back. The faintest sound of their heart cracking in their chest and echoing off their ribs, a thud being silenced by the screaming of pain from the breaking heart that now laid in the bottom of their stomach.
Your eyes shimmered with screaming demons, each pained by the sight before them. Why were you cursed to remember when he didn’t? You had promised to find each other and yet his heart led him to Usagi. But you didn’t blame him. she was intelligent, funny, kind, and had everything he said he found in you.
It made your mind wonder; if he remembered would things be different? Would he look for you or still search out for her?
A small smile curled at your lips, maybe it was for the better that he didn’t remember you. You had your time with him, despite the lingering thoughts that wanted more time with him or the aching in your heart that made waves of your love for him flood through your body. You wanted him to be happy, even if it’s not with you.
Turning around you started walking down the hallways, the faint smell of bleach lingering in your nose as the white halls reminded you of when you first met Arisu, the gods were cruel playing with your heart like that.
“Oh, I’m sorry!” We’re the honeyed words that rolled off your tongue, they slipped off with such ease that you barely recalled saying them; you didn’t mean to bump into the man that now held a grasp on your waist to keep you from falling to the ground.
Wait, you remembered him.
“Hi, I’m Y/N.” You greeted, your heart relishing in the feeling of his hands on your hips, maybe fate wasn’t cruel. Your heart jumped back to life when a small chuckle came from the back of his throat.
“I’m Chishiya.” Maybe you weren’t meant to end up with Arisu, ‘I know.’ Your heart screamed, remembering every interaction you had with him. The tension had always been there but your loyalty to Arisu had ruled off the lingering emotions.
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You had a smile on your face as you remembered your first meeting with Chishiya in the real world, but the smile had dropped just as fast when you remembered why you were in such a daydream. Standing in front of you was Arisu.
After a year everyone was slowly regaining their memories of the borderlands; Chishiya and Kuina had found each other again, Niragi had apologized for his actions in the borderlands, and Usagi had reformed her friendship with you.
But now the part of that past had come back to haunt you. Arisus eyes were hopeful as he said his words of love that would have made your heart sing a year ago if it wasn’t fixed by someone else. Someone who remembered everything now but chose you when he didn’t.
“Arisu, I will always have love for you.” You started, watching his face light up before you crushed his heart with the next words like he did with yours a year ago “but I’m not in love with you anymore.” and there it was, the hurt flashing in his eyes. You could almost see the parallel of you and him, but you didn’t feel happy he was hurting like you used to, it hurt.
“Is there someone else?” The question was weak in his mouth as he asked it but he wanted to know, even if it only hurt him more.
“Yes. And I wouldn’t want anyone else.” Arisu felt his heart shattering at those words, but what hurt more was the image of someone calling your name and how your eyes lit up with fields full of love coated flowers.
It was then he saw it, sitting upon your left ring finger was a silver band; it was a simple ring but it suited you perfectly. He had lost his chance with you, but he was happy you found someone, someone who loved you when he didn’t. Someone who helped you stitch back together your broken heart.
Watching you wave ‘goodbye’ to him and walk to your fiancé, of course it was Chishiya. In the borderlands he had noticed how the two of you acted with each other, it made him jealous, but he could fake being happy for you.
Even if it broke him to see you happy with someone else.
