Warning: slight manga spoilers? Suggested violence/abuse
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Notes: Thank you so much anon for being my first request! I haven’t written anything for another person in nearly two years, so please be gentle/patient with me! I hope it’s what you were asking for - I realized while writing this that I’ve never read/seen an Ise x Reader fic, so I really didn’t have anything to bounce my ideas on. Hopefully though, you’ll enjoy this even just a little bit. ♡
Rarely does he ever do this.
From the time you knew him from your first-year entrance ceremony to now, you’ve never seen Ise like this – hurt and vulnerable both physically and mentally.
Your heart sank as he looked up at you, his cheek red and angry with the slight bruise that began to form, his hand nervously raising to starch the back of his head as he always did when he felt awkward or uneasy. You couldn’t tell if the tears that burned at your eyes were caused from sadness or anger as you knelt down before him, your hand slowly reaching out to cup his injured cheek.
“Natsuki,” you whispered as he winced slightly at your touch. “Are you fighting again?”
He let out a light laugh, “I promised you that I wouldn’t fight anymore, I kind of intend to keep that promise.”
You felt your heart race slightly at his words as he mentioned the promise he made to you nearly a year ago. Your eyebrows furrowed slightly as you watched him cast his gaze downwards. “Then who did this to you?”
He forced a smile at you. “It’s nothing, [f/n]. I’ll be fine,” he paused, his smile falling away from his lips. “Thank you for meeting me out here, I didn’t think you’d come.”
“Why wouldn’t I?”
The text you got from him a little less than an hour ago worried you, to say the least. For Ise to text you at nearly eleven at night, asking you to meet him at the small playground near your house was something you’d never expect. There wasn’t any way that you wouldn’t have shown up – you knew that Ise would do the same thing for you.
“Not sure...”
You watched him as he got up onto his feet, his forced smile forming on his lips again. “I’m sorry for making you come out this late though, let me walk you home.”
“Not until you tell me who did this to you.” You watched him as he silently mulled over his words in his head, keeping in his feelings as he always did. You quickly began going through the people that you knew were apart of Ise’s life, almost instantly thinking of the only person that would be capable of doing this to him. “Don’t tell me it was him, again?”
You watched as Ise flinched slightly at the thought of him – his brother.
You couldn’t help the sudden flare of anger that began to influence you. “It was him, wasn’t it?” You didn’t wait for Ise to respond before grabbing onto his hand that hung at his side, pulling him in the direction that would lead back to the apartment that he shared with his older brother. “Come on, I want to talk to your brother.”
“What? Why?”
You could feel him tugging his hand from yours, making you turn back to face him. “Because you don’t deserve this, Natsuki!” You angrily wiped away the tear that ran down your cheek continuing, “I’m not going to let you go through this anymore – I just want you to be okay, and happy. You deserve at least that, and so much more.”
“I’m okay and happy right now,” He replied with a sad smile. He closed the short distance that separated you until he was right in front of you. “I’ll be fine if we can stay here just a little bit longer. If that’s okay?”
Your shoulders slumped slightly as you leaned your head into his chest. “Of course we can, Natsuki.”
You relaxed a bit more are you felt his arms raise up before encircling you in a light embrace. “Thank you for always looking our for me, [f/n].” He rested his chin on the crown of your head lightly.
Notes: I hope you guys enjoy, especially the person that requested this! I wasn’t sure if you wanted NSFW type stuff, since the end of your request kind of hinted towards that? But to be safe, I decided to make it SFW friendly - please leave another specific request if you’d like otherwise!
Thank you for reading. ღ
“Sorry, I’m not interested right now.”
How many times would you let it replay in your head?
Shocked, and deathly embarrassed you stood there before him – Oharano, your mouth slightly agape at his quick and seemingly thoughtless answer. The small envelope you held out in your hands as an offering to him now seemed to weigh a ton as you finally brought your eyes to look up at him.
You could feel the tears burning at the rim of your eyes but continued to stand there at a loss for words.
Was it really that easy for him?
The last two years you pinned for him, ever since you met in your second year of junior high. Since seeing him at the opening ceremony at JinKou, you figured it was the universe telling you to take your chance.
You wanted to believe in fate, but the stoic look that graced Oharano’s face ruined all chances of that.
The same face you always glanced looks at whenever you could. The same face you fell in love with.
You quickly snapped your arms back towards your chest, slightly crumpling the envelope that was meant for him in your fists. You bit your lip slightly before forcing a smile to grace your face, pulling your shoulders back slightly to seem a little more unphased.
“Of course,” You began, a little taken aback at the volume of your voice. “You’re busy with rugby, and school just started so…”
You watched as he stuffed his hands in his pockets, turning his head slightly to the side in what you thought was a show of his annoyance.
“I’m sorry to bother you, Oharano. Forget I ever said anything, okay?”
You just barely saw as he glanced back over at you, his eyes slightly widened before you turned on your heel and rushed away from him, quickly turning the corner of the hallway before starting in a full sprint.
You didn’t see, though, the light blush that dusted his cheeks, or the mental slap he gave himself for being so careless with his words.
Honestly a confession from you was the last thing Oharano would expect – and everything he had hoped for.
And yet, here he was. Ruining what fate had planned for the two of you.
A couple days had passed, and Oharano knew that you had been avoiding him like the plague.
He’d never admit how much it annoyed him. He’d never admit how much he missed catching you glancing at him from the corner of his eye, how much he actually looked forward to every time you’d find an opportunity to greet him – even though he never proved to be the friendliest guy.
As much as he hates to admit it, he just missed you.
So finally seeing you a few days later as he walked off the rugby field, he couldn’t help but stop the slight smirk that pulled at his lips – which quickly fell away as he watched a classmate trail behind you, catching your attention and leading you off to one of the walkways that lead around the sports clubs area.
He didn’t give a second thought as he followed the two of you, his face set in a scowl of annoyance as he turned the corner, his eyes setting on you and the guy that had approached you.
He gave it a second, listening in to what he could pick up on the conversation you were having.
“I know we haven’t spoken to each other much, [f/n],” The boy started, leaning in towards you and causing you to take a half-step back, “But I’d really love a chance to take you out on a date.” The boy paused, “Just me and you.”
“A date?” You repeated, your hand idly fiddling with the hem of your uniform skirt. “I’m sorry, but I’m really not inter- “
“Give me a chance?” The boy interrupted. “It’s not like you’re interested in anyone, right? What would it hurt to try?”
You took another step back as the boy reached out to you, your hands raising up to try and keep an amount of distance between you two.
“I said- “
“She’s mine.”
You startled slightly at the familiar voice that boomed down the walkway, your head shooting over to look at Oharano, who was now storming your way.
He took a light but firm hold on your elbow, his shoulders squared, and his chest slightly puffed out. You couldn’t help but notice the film of sweat that coated his face, the single bead that ran down his cheek and along the strong veins in his neck as he continued to glare at the guy.
You’ve never seen this side of Oharano before.
But you’d be lying if you said that you didn’t like it.
“She’s mine, and she’s not going on a date with you.” His voice was definitive as he continued to stare the guy down. “Didn’t you hear her turn you down? Do you need to hear it again before you understand it?”
The boy seemingly shrunk before Oharano who, despite not being the tallest guy at JinKou, made up for it with the aura he was putting off now. “Don’t even think about approaching her again, got it?”
And without waiting for a response, Oharano led you out of the walkway, back towards the main building of JinKou.
Dazed, you let him lead you through the hallways of your school, finally coming to a stop in one of the lesser used ones. He didn’t let go of your elbow but lessened his grip on it as he stood there, his head bowed slightly, his shoulders raising and lowering with every deep breath he took.
“Ohara- “
“What were you thinking? Letting another guy confess to you like that?”
Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his words as you watched him turn to look back at you, his face and lips lightly flushed from what you that was adrenaline.
“What? What was I thinking?” You began, taking your elbow out of his grasp, “What does it have to do with you? You’re the one that turned me down a couple days ago. You should be happy that another guy is trying to take me off your hands.”
“Happy? About a guy taking away what’s mine?”
“What’s yours?” You scoffed, your arms coming to cross underneath your chest. “Last time I checked, you couldn’t have cared less about me. You made that pretty clear when you didn’t even give my confession a second thought.”
“[f/n], I- “
“And now you have the audacity to decide who I can and can’t date?”
You didn’t notice the small steps that Oharano was taking towards you, or the fact that he was slowly backing you up against the hallway wall. You were too focused on the group of emotions that railed through you – anger, confusion. Happiness?
You were a little happy that Oharano seemed to be interested in you, just a little bit. But didn’t he take it too far? Is all of this, your feelings towards him, just a joke to him?
“I like you Oharano, but that doesn’t mean that you can just pop up whenever you want and- “
The sound of his palm hitting the wall that he backed you up against silenced you. He took another step closer, almost completely closing off the distance between you, his gaze glaring into your eyes as his lips pulled back into an almost possessive smirk.
“I’m a jealous guy, [f/n]. You ought to know that by now.” His free hand rose to cup your cheek. It was warm and inviting, you couldn’t help but slightly lean into the touch of it. “I may have screwed up once,” He paused, leaning in closer to you, your lips almost touching his. “But you know that you’re mine, you always have been.”
He didn’t give you enough time to respond before crushing his lips into yours.
The kiss was hard and yearning, almost as if he wanted more of you but barely held himself back. He took his hand off the wall and brought it behind your head to pull you closer to him, deepening the kiss.
Your eyes were screwed shut, your legs felt like jelly as you were thrust into a complete state of shock and daze.
Oharano. Oharano was kissing you. Claiming you. All because he was… jealous?
It almost didn’t seem real, but when he finally pulled away from you, his face still lingering just a few inches away from yours, you knew that this was everything but fake.
He smirked at your lost expression, your eyes searching his for who knows what. He leaned his head against yours, placing another light kiss onto your lips.
“Consider this as my confession, [f/n].” The pad of his thumb ghosted over your bottom lip. “And don’t even think about declining.”
The thought of declining could have been further from your mind.
