warning: unedited so grammar errors can be for sure seen :p
amihan's note: saw a tiktok and suddenly had the urge to braid pretty boys' hair :') up to you if you view this as platonic or romatic, for me it's more of a platonic relationship ^-^ happy reading!
**kazutora is definitely longer than the others haha also sorry had to pull out takuya bcs of writer's block T-T
-sanzu haruchiyo
toman!sanzu is generally a calm and composed person. it is rare to catch him off-guard but as soon as your fingertips comes in contact with his scalp, he can't help but feel his eyes get droopy immediately relaxes under your touch. "done!" you announce in pure triumph, proud of the beautiful double dutch braid you've done to his beautiful bleach blond locks.
"huh?" his voice hoarse and raspy after falling asleep the entire time you've been weaving his hair. "you look pretty, love" you compliment him while showcasing the two braids in front of his shoulder, "hmm, i wanna sleep more," haruchiyo mumbles, chasing your touch that left his hair. "you're that tired?" you chuckle while cradling his face closer to your chest, his arms loosely wrapped around your waist. all you get is a drowsy hum from him as he snuggles closer to you.
-haitani ran
tenjiku!ran is not particularly new to other people braiding his hair. well, the only ones who have the permission to touch them is limited to you and his brother only. ran have his back turned to you while he's going over with what seems to be a gang-related matter with rindou, though one thing is off, he's oddly wearing his hair down today. without thinking of the consequence, you approach him without any precaution which resulted to you pointed with his baton in a swift motion.
"oh it's you, babu" ran's stance loosens and retracts his baton. ran later added, "don't sneak up on me like that," he grumbles and turns back to his brother, "can i braid your hair?" you ask him before he can resume with whatever they're talking about. the older looks back at you, you smile back at him with your hands clasped together. after contemplating with his choices, he nods at you, "fine but braid it like usual, no other ones like that one time" he says with a sigh of defeat. rindou snickers at his brother and mumbles under his breath, "pushover."
-ryuguji ken
similar to ran's situation, toman!ken is not new to braids. it's basically his signature along with the dragon tattoo he have on the side of his shaved head. although, compared to all of the scenario, ken himself asks you to braid his hair for him. "please?" he looks at you with a small elastic hair tie in one hand, the other holding a small comb. "sure, sit here," you make a space for him in between your legs. deciding against on having the usual banter with him after seeing the faint dark circles under his eyes.
obliging your instructions, ken settled in between your legs, arms instinctively resting on top of your knees. chills runs down his spine when the pad of your finger grazes his scalp while untangling his hair, "you stayed up late?" you try to hold a conversation while prepping his hair. instead of an answer, you feel his head leaning back on you with his eyes closed. you chuckle at him and stop your ministration, "i can't braid your hair if you're gonna lean back ken," he merely hums, not processing any of your words, hand reaching out to return where your hand was before.
-hanemiya kazutora
valhalla!kazutora is someone you would like to keep a distance from. though unlike others, you are weirdly gravitated towards him just like how keisuke stood by his side the entire time. kazutora feels your intense gaze causing him to shift from one foot to the other, "something wrong?" his voice strangely quiet and small today.
"don't you get annoyed with your bangs basically hindering one of your eyesight?" you genuinely ask the boy. he is taken aback by your question and how you hold significance to it as if it's a crucial situation. he breaks eye contact and chuckles, brings a hand up to toy with his bangs, "well, it does get annoying once in a while."
kazutora looks back at you with a genuine fond smile, a rare sight that is preserved for his loved ones only. "you have any solution in mind?" your eyes lit up at his question and instantly give him an answer, "can i braid your hair?" at the very least, he did not expect that answer from you nevertheless he shrugs it off, curious on how he would look like with his hair up. after the agreement and you struggling on his unexpected unruly hair, "there we go," you cheered and mentally give yourself a pat on the back.
kazutora enthusiastically takes the hand mirror from you inspecting the great waterfall braid you did to him which is complimented with his blond locks. he looks back at you with wide eyes, "i love it!" after exclaiming his excitement, he looks back at the mirror craning his neck side to side, occasionally rocking his head to see the braid rocks with his movements.
better ready yourself because kazutora would go to you after liking the first time you braided his hair. the valhalla gang will never get used to seeing one of their strongest in different pretty hairstyles every other day.
mornings with haitani ran would include waking up in bed just to see him already wide awake, eyes staring up at the ceiling while he mindlessly draw circles on your back or any skin that's near his fingertips. you can tell that he's deep in thought as he didn't make a fuss while you shift to snuggle closer to him. if he's snapped out of his thoughts, he would move on impulse and leave a kiss on your forehead or head.
mornings with ran would also include seeing him sipping a cup of coffee in your kitchen. he will either be sitting on one of the chairs or leaning on the counter while scrolling through his phone. although, he would be seen with a book in hand most of the time.
mornings with akashi takeomi would be witnessing him leaning back on his chair while his eyes remains focused on the newspaper he have in hand. brows furrowed in concentration, his reading glasses hanging low on the bridge his nose, it's a sight to behold in all honesty.
takeomi, being bonten's advisor, would mean he's usually up at night and asleep in the morning. it's hard handling seven grown men and the business they have. thus, in contrast with ran, you would be greeted with closed lids instead of his mesmerizing purple irises. expect lazy mornings with him because his hand that's draped around you wouldn't budge.
mornings with sano shinichiro would be full of smile and giggles partnered with hushed exchange of words. one moment he's blabbering about parts of a motorcycle, the next moment his hands will be on their way to your sides as a consequence on calling him a nerd.
now, being an owner of a shop would of course keep him busy in the mornings too. you'll wake up on seeing shinichiro leaning back on the headboard of your shared bed, notebook laying on top of his thighs with a pen in hand while his other one is busy on tapping the excess ashes of his cigarette on the ashtray beside him, eyes squinting at the paper once in a while, a result of his stubbornness on not wearing his reading glasses.
mornings with haitani rindou would be relaxing. your mind and body will be in peace. you would wake up to his soft hums while he snuggle closer to your chest. yes, you have to get used to waking up with him basically laying on top of you. on top of that, his fingertips will be wandering over your features, tracing and memorizing every crevices of your face.
it's no surprise that rindou picked up a hobby as his actions are heavily influenced by his older brother. mornings with him would also be rindou preparing breakfast for you, it's not the best but it's edible and not burnt. though, he wouldn't bring it in bed because he doesn't like and despises breakfast in bed, it's too messy in his opinion.
**please tell me if someone has done this first, i’ll give them credit <33
-sukuna
the pink-haired grunts while keeping you in place, soaking the small towel once again. "stop moving, y/n" his tone serious. you look up at him with doe-like eyes, "you know," you bring up a hand to cup his face.
"you look hot" your words less slurry than before. he hums while wringing the towel, he faces you and lightly pats it on your forehead, adding the right amount of pressure, "yeah? i think so too" he replies with a smug smile.
you giggle and put your index finger in front of your lips, "don't tell my boyfriend though." he raises a brow, his ministration halting, "you shouldn't compliment other men if you have one then."
you shrug at him with your eyes closed, "nothing wrong with complimenting other men. what if it makes a big difference and brightens their day huh?" you say with a cute pout.
"well i can't argue with that but isn't it weird you're out here calling someone else hot?" he leans back, smirking while watching you go through all emotion in clear amusement.
"but!" you let out a exasperated sigh, "if i say your hot then that would make my boyfriend the hottest! compliments doesn't mean i'm attracted to you," you mumble your last sentence, slowly falling asleep due to your eyes being closed.
"what if i were take it as a green signal to hit on you?" he continues to distract you, wanting to at least sober you up. "well you're dumb," you say unfiltered as sukuna chuckles at your statement.
"i would kindly ask you to back off as i've already informed you i have a boyfriend, thank you very much" you politely say while gently bopping your head.
"don't move your head too much, brat" he mutters, holding you still by your jaw. "hey! he's the only one allowed to call me that!" you complain, huffing at his statement.
-nanami kento
kento sighs, “your a menace, you aware of that?” he mutters while replacing your outfit with a more comfortable one. you giggle and nod at his words, “you’re not the first to tell me.”
the statement makes him raise a brow, “oh? who might the other one be?” you look back at him before exaggeratedly making a shushing noise, “promise me you won’t tell anyone,” you whisper, leaning closer to him as if someone would hear.
you hold out your pinky finger at him, “promise first before i tell you,” you say with your eyes scrutinizing his every move. kento’s lips turns up to a fond smile, following your actions. locking his pinky finger with you, “there.”
you take a moment, scanning his face before proceeding, all of a sudden serious with the situation. you straighten up and clear your throat, “his name is nanami kento.”
kento hums, leaning to his palm, intrigued by what'll slip past your pretty lips next. “him? anything you can say about the guy?” you immediately nod your head to his question.
”he‘s this grumpy dude. if i didn’t know him better i would’ve mistaken him as an old man!” kento is about to put a stop in your hurtful description when he's cut off by your next words, “despite all that, i love him with all my heart.”
you sigh dreamingly and hug yourself while looking in a distance, “others may view him cold and distant but,” you look back at him, “he’s far different from those!”
kento hums letting you spill your feelings out. it’s one way to sober you totally not because it boosts his ego while offering water in between stories.
-gojo satoru
satoru is aware of how others are sure that being drunk is basically like injecting a truth serum. he takes advantage of it, asking you question after question, eager to know the questions he's been holding back.
he's cheeky and subtle with it, concealing it behind simple icebreaker questions. "how was the night out with your friends, baby?" you frown and look at him while holding a hand up, signing him a 'hold up'. "baby?" you repeat after him.
"oh, aha, my bad, slipped my mind," he nervously chuckles, cold sweat glistening against his forehead. he haven't started and he's already busted? "back off, i already have an annoying boyfriend."
satoru was about to complain when you continue your little speech, "my hands are already full with that man-child. i would appreciate it if you do back off," you say while standing on your own feet, wobbling in the process.
blue eyes scans your figure, watching both in amusement and in awe. you cross your arms over your chest and glare at him, "off with your hands," you slur out while pointing at satoru's hand around your waist.
satoru can't help but give in, a silly smile playing on his lips, "baby, i got you. you don't remember calling me to pick you up?" he informs you while reaching out for your hands.
you continue to glare at him, doubting every words he utters while he continues to ensure you that he is your boyfriend.
satoru may not have gotten to test this truth serum theory but he will definitely do the next time you decide to drink yourself silly again.
-zenin naoya
naoya is far from fond on taking care of someone. but seeing you helpless without him has some of his heartstring pulled.
"come on now, can't even handle a little alcohol?" naoya teases keeping a firm grip around your waist, fully supporting your weight. you snort and throw your head back, "pfft, t'was nothing. i'm perfectly fine!" you drag out your words while exaggeratedly doing hand gestures.
"yeah? sure 'bout that?" he asks, having fun on riling you up. "of course!" you reply with confidence. naoya smirks and lets you go, standing by the side with his arms on his hips, watching as your wobble around.
all of a sudden feeling your weight, you feel your legs become jelly as you desperately reach out to him for support. "aww look at you not being able to do anything without me," he coos.
"mean naoya, mean" you mutter under your breath while his hands comes back from where they were before, "you saying something, sweetheart?" you smile up to him and shake your head.
"nothing. just.. i love you," your voice that is full of sincerity catches him off-guard. he clears his throat and looks ahead, holding your close to his side.
naoya's arrogant nature faltering as he meekly replies to you, "i know."
hajime is peacefully lounging in the living room when the sound from your phone bounces off the confined four walls. at first he didn't make a big deal out of it but after hearing the sound; his eyes immediately moved to where you're standing, a prominent frown on his face.
"do you mean that?" his lips forming into a cute little pout. you face him after finishing the video, "what?" he huffs and turns his back to you, "nothing." you can't help the teasing smile that creeps up your face, you stride closer to him and drape yourself on his broad back.
"you know that was just for content, you are the prettiest boy i've ever laid eyes on," you leave a kiss on his cheek, going as far as making a loud smacking sound. hajime being hajime, he didn't show how he quickly melts after you did the most adorable thing. putting up a tough act, he just hums and continues to scroll through his phone. i guess you have something to do for the rest of the day now.
-miya atsumu
atsumu would get all pouty. if anything, he would ignore you for a whole day but let's be real here, he's too weak for his significant other. "that was not nice," he mumbles and turns his head to the side after seeing you look at him with your best puppy eyes. "nope, not gonna work" he says to you, well more like to himself.
"but it was funny seeing it from the video i watched! i didn't know it would genuinely hurt you," you reason out while clinging onto him. atsumu pretty much struggles in grasp which in return just tightens around his frame, you didn't dare to let go, wanting his full attention on you and to make up with your slight mishap. "what can i do for my ever so loving boyfriend to forgive me?" your eyes analyzing every facial movement he makes meanwhile the blond's cheeks are now dusted in pink feeling your eyes on him.
it's always the other way around, his inside is now raging with the flutter of countless butterflies as he imagines how you're looking at him, afraid that he'll fall apart as soon as he gets a glimpse of you. putting up a tough facade, atsumu keeps his head turned to the side, "no." this continues for a good minute with atsumu clearly enjoying the attention and you knowing him well, letting him bask in your undivided attention.
-tetsurou kuroo
this guy would get back at you. kuroo immediately pulls out his phone and makes his own version, he even made it his own sound. the video ended up going viral. "kuroo!" your voice echoes your shared apartment as you stomp your way towards him, the man in question blinks up to you, feigning innocence.
"what's up, love?" he asks with a smile, you playfully glare at him and mock his voice, "don't what's up love me, you know what i'm gonna say," you cross your arms and squint your eyes at him. to which, kuroo merely shrugs to, "dunno, maybe tell me that you love me and you have the most handsome partner in the world?" the raven-haired holds back a snicker seeing you falter with the act you're also putting up.
"damn it, how come yours has gotten more views," you finally crack and whine to him while flopping on top of him. kuroo catches you in his arms with ease and replies, "guess you don't have the charisma, better luck next time," he taunts you while scrolling back to his phone. you lightly hit him in the chest with a huff, kuroo's hand gives you a light squeeze as an apology.
the sudden quiet thumps coming from your living room speakers causes your lips to turn up into a smile. frank sinatra's melodious voice mixes well with his soothing voice as it becomes clearer for you to hear.
you look up and see him wink at you, the lyrics coming out of his lips holding strong feelings behind them. approaching you to your desk, he offers a hand out for you to come up and dance with him.
you've been doing works for the whole day and he would like to lessen your evident stress, even if it's the slightest.
"in other words, baby," he cheekily smile and leans closer to you, "kiss me," he sings while puckering his lips for you, which you gladly do as told. continuing his little intermission, he soon comes to an end, "in other words."
caressing your cheeks, he looks deeply in your eyes and utter out the last few lyrics, "i love you."
