I’m lowkey backlogged with some illustrations, but omg I have an idea for sae and rin…
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I’m lowkey backlogged with some illustrations, but omg I have an idea for sae and rin…
contents / warnings : just pre-relationship!rin being awkward ig
word count : 222
you and rin sat at one of the school benches. it had started with a casual offer from you, but slowly turned into a quiet routine — sitting together during breaks, talking or just… existing beside each other.
today was the quiet kind. no mindless rants from you, no half-nods from him. the silence felt heavier than usual. awkward.
usually you were the one talking. about anything, really — dumb stories, random thoughts, whatever crossed your mind. he’d listen anyway.
but today he was quieter than usual.
you started wondering if maybe he was just… tired of it.
you fidgeted with your sleeves, glancing at your shoes. “so... how was your day so far?”
“okay,” he replied, barely turning his head. short. dry. typical rin.
you hummed softly, already bracing for the silence to stretch again — but when you glanced up, his eyes were on you. steady, unreadable. like he was memorizing you in real time. his gaze landed on you like you were the eighth wonder of the world. and for a second, it felt like he wasn’t just looking at you. he was holding something sacred in his gaze. as if he were admiring your mere existence.
then — he blinked. slow, like it took effort to pull his eyes away from you.
like maybe this quiet wasn’t so empty after all.
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Broooooo i wanna draw but it's 11pm rn🥲😔 also this is a lil plan of what I'll draw heheh VERY rough sketch lmao (it's Charles, Shidou, and Rin in that order)
Cuz Shidou is putting his arms around Charles and Rin. and Charles i going to be putting up a peace sign
rin itoshi is creative in all sorts of ways… except when it comes to romance.
with all the paparazzi and the cameras preying on the streets, the two of you had decided to just stay in and watch movies together in bed for your fourth year anniversary. a basket of snacks, two letterboxd accounts, and andy samberg on the big screen. this might just be the life.
rin mindlessly fishes out the box for something to chew on when he gets poked by something sharp. he hisses, retracting his hand so fast, even you almost got whiplashed.
“what’s wrong?” you ask, popping a chip into your mouth.
he feels around the basket for it before taking out a push pop ring, pouting and glaring at it as if it were a person.
“awe, poor baby,” you mock, gently taking his hand in your own before giving his finger, “is this where it got you?”
rin huffs before looking away and withdrawing his hand with haste, but you don’t miss the red hues in his cheeks, highlighted by the brightness of the screen.
he looks down, the push pop still in his hands. his eyes flit toward the screen, “amy santiago, will you marry me?”
his body moves before he can even think, and suddenly he’s presenting the plastic ring to you, teal eyes big and adorning.
you stare at him, and for a second, he thinks he might have messed up.
but then you raise your left hand, “yes.”
rin gulps as he pushes the ring in, gently so that your skin doesn’t react. then, you extend your arm and examine it.
“cute, huh?” you say mindlessly.
rin takes your hand and gently kisses your knuckles, and you don’t miss the way he blinks rather rapidly—something he only did when he was nervous.
he reaches over to the nighstand before opening his drawer and taking out a small, black box. wait…
he opens it and you’re practically blinded at the sight of what’s inside—a 24k carat ring, adorned with pure clarity.
“oh my God, rin?!” you gasp, taking the box off his hands and ogling over the content in every angle possible, “what the hell?! how long have you had this?” you ask ecstatically.
“few months…” he admits, scratching the back of head.
“that was the most unromantic engagement in the history of mankind. you stole jake peralta’s proposal!” you exclaim, “and you didn’t even say the words… so lame,” you huff.
“well… you already said yes, so no take backs, okay?”
loving you comes easily for rin itoshi, but… showing it is another conversation.
“do you want to go on a date tomorrow?”
you perk up from his chest, almost flinching. “um… did you say something?” you ask, brows furrowed.
rin looks away, angling his face—not fully to the point where you’d point it out, but just enough for you to not see the hint of red decorating his cheeks… or so he thought, anyway.
“are you blushing?” you ask, giggling as you turn to face him fully, sitting up slightly.
“you always said i should work on my intimacy issues so…” he mutters, suddenly feeling bashful as he gulps.
“yeah, because i feel like i’m just a glorified friend of yours, not a girlfriend. i mean, you never do anything romantic!”
“that’s not true…” he says, voice low yet defensive as he finally meets your gaze.
“oh yeah?”
rin takes your hand with no hesitation and presses it against his chest, directly on top of where his heart lies. “any time we cuddle, i match my breathing patterns to yours.”
“you’re adorable, but that’s not exactly romantic,” you giggle, completely forgetting one thing— rin is nothing if not argumentative.
“i’ve memorized your sleeping schedule, your cycles, your breathing patterns. i know you take shorter breaths when it’s hot, or when you’re anxious. do you even know that about yourself?”
“okay, sassy man apocalypse patient zero, but it’s not exactly like that’s a significant thing to know,” you retort.
rin furrows his brows, almost pouting as he scowls at you. “i carry tissues all the time because i know you hate eating with your lip products on. i turn the a/c on higher than necessary because i know you like staying under the covers, even if it’s hot. i always put your shoes on top of the shoe rack while you’re getting ready because i know you hate looking for it,” he says, “significant enough for you?”
Bro why does everyone want the Itoshis bro i mean I get it but like what???? Like look at this😭 LUNA LUNA BRO THATS CRAZY
“Headshot, baby bang, bang you’re dead” —Miss Construction
Synopsis: texts between you and your ex after the breakup, except he wants you back and you reject him.
Characters included: m. kaiser, s. itoshi, r. itoshi
Tw: they’re lowkey pathetic but try to act like they aren’t, reader is mean (?)
Kevin fic will be soon guys I promise I just don’t feel like actually writing as of recently
Ryurin vibes bro