au !! head cannons of chobei and toma if they were living in our era i guess
chobei who would always fight kids in children’s home/orphanage whenever someone tried to pick on toma for being the cutie he is, an absolute headache to the poor caretakers…
toma who seems like an angel to most, but is literally the reason half the kids who fought with his brother didn’t get adopted. potential adopting parents accidentally hearing of fights and how evil the innocent looking kids are? totally not tomas doing.
chobei who would always look like he’s fresh from a fight (he is) and never get adopted for that reason, and toma who refuses to be separated from his brother
chobei who gets noticed by an underground smoker fights owner, and without a single doubt agreed to sell his soul, just to get toma out of the system, to get him better tuition alongside that
chobei only being four years older, but already not going to school anymore and purely focused on his combat skills, yet urging 12 years old toma to switch to a better school, now his rough bloody fists can afford much more than the governments supporting funds previously
toma who focuses on school, performing well knowing every paper he takes is earned by his brother fisting an older guy in a poorly ventilated stadium, and from tips betters would empathetically spare, seeing how young chobei is… soon he earns his own scholarships, not wanting to burden chobei further more
chobei who hates being pitied even when he is winning, but truth be told it is not the strong who wins, but those who adapt, and he would break the rules for toma anyday
chobei who successfully keeps toma from the his side of the world, forcing toma to change his last name as he started to grow more popular by his accomplishments in combat, not wanting people to realise their connections
chobei who turns eighteen eventually, fighting his way (literally) out of the underground arena to get actual recognition as an mma fighter
toma who graduates high school with top scores and enters law school, knowing how playing by the rules get you places in life
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a/n: reallll short and just a concept dump! would probably write extensions to this idea — staying true to my smut writer instincts soon… ah dw that won’t involve incest
| header by: @mangaterial (dm me if you'd like me to remove it!)
| pairing: chobei aza x fem!body!reader
| warnings: 18+ MDNI. ig out of character chobei? meh? pregnancy. mentions of kidnapping, breaking and entering, executions, stealing, other criminal behavior. brief mentions/descriptions of unprotected sex.
| a/n: i was only on chapter 48 of the manga at the time of writing this, so i'm only using the context i had from chapter/episode 1 to chapter 48. i might write a follow-up to this if something happens throughout or at the end of the manga.
Chobei was never really the romantic type, at least not back when you met him. Thrown into the dirt more times than he could count, Chobei had been alone with his brother through the worst conditions the world had to offer, ever since they were kids and their parents died, leaving them with nothing except Chobei's drive to protect his brother and make something out of himself. When you first met, Chobei was the type of guy that ran around putting his dick in anything that moved. He thrived off of the power he got from commanding his men and from putting women under him. You'd heard the stories about what he liked-- How he could be so scary and ruthless that women stumbled out of his shitty little shack, stumbling, crying, bruised up and bleeding. Part of you couldn't believe those rumors. The Chobei you knew was kind... Well, he wasn't the best kind of guy around, you knew that, but he was nice to you, and he always took time out of his day to come see you at the market-- and while he stole from all the other stalls, he would always grab produce from you and pay for it. Always. You never caught him pocketing something or distracting you so that he could throw apples to his brother to run away with. No, Chobei was kind, and it seemed like he respected you. Maybe that was why you ignored the horror stories and decided to go home with him one night. How could a man who treated you so well be such a monster? Surely they were lying.
The first night you two spent together, Chobei was as kind as he'd always been at the market. He teased you and took pleasure in making you scream his name, but he never once laid a hand on you in any way that you didn't want. The way he hid his face in the crook of your neck as he thrust inside of you at a wild pace, murmuring your name a thousand times like it was a prayer, that felt like the exact moment you fell in love with him. You tried to deny it. You had to remind yourself that, despite how he was with you, Chobei was still a criminal with only his and his brother's interest in mind. So you tried to avoid him. You'd hide when you'd see him at the market, you'd never linger in the streets out of fear that one of his men would grab you, and you never talked to anyone about what you and Chobei did. Not only were you concerned about the criminal himself, but if people found out what you had done, you'd be shunned from society. You'd have been worse off than he ever was.
But Chobei had his ways. He had his men find out where you lived, and one night, when he was sure you were home, he crawled through a window to confront you about why you'd been avoiding him since the two of you slept together; and when you admitted to him that you were scared of him and how he could hurt you, you saw the face of a scarred criminal be replaced by a concerned boy who didn't know how to reply. Such a confident and terrifying man he'd always been, yet there he stood in front of you, speechless and seemingly on the verge of tears. All he could do was grab you. He pulled you close and kissed you. He told you that he was the one who was scared because he thought he had hurt you, and he was unsure of what to do with himself because he thought he'd lost you forever...
Chobei wasn't the romantic type. He never was... But then he met you. Behind closed doors in the home the two of you shared for years, he was the kindest man there ever was. He cherished you, the love you had for each other, and the family you were creating together. The day he found out you were pregnant was the best day of his life, according to him. He even started crying. Chobei, of all people, was crying! You couldn't believe the sight, yet you were so incredibly relieved.
But like the idiot he was, Chobei let his confidence get the best of him; and one day, as you were at the very same market you used to work at, buying produce from the same stalls that your husband used to rob, Toma found you and took you home. He had to sit you down as he told you the truth. Some of the men had been out for the past couple of weeks, that was never news to you, but Chobei, for some idiot reason, decided to go with him, and being the asshole he was, he just had to go and get himself arrested. You were livid with him. You thought about how he'd likely spend the next few years in prison, missing so much time with you and your firstborn. He was so stupid! Fuck!
"He'll be executed in a month," Toma admitted quietly.
Your heart dropped in your chest. At first, you thought you heard him wrong, maybe Chobei was only going to be imprisoned for a month, which meant that he'd be back just in time for the delivery, so everything was going to be alright! But, no. When you didn't reply, Toma asked if you were alright or if he should go get the doctor Chobei had so kindly "hired" for you. (He and some of his men found a doctor to take care of you and help you give birth, and they kidnapped him, of course).
Toma promised that he would get his brother back safe and sound, if not for himself, then for you and your child.
That was one month and three days ago. Chobei's execution was supposed to be three days ago, but you never heard anything about it-- Not even your men had an explanation because they went to witness the execution and see where Toma was, too, yet no such execution took place, and your husband and his brother were no where to be found.
You began to wonder if he was dead. Surely he was. If he wasn't dead, why hadn't he come back to you? Part of you second-guessed your husband, figuring that maybe he really was the type to use a prison break as an excuse to run away from the burden of having a family; yet the rational part of you was so sure that Toma would have dragged Chobei home to at least tell you the brutal truth first of, "I don't love you. I never have. I don't want a baby, especially not with you. So I'm leaving. Forever. Goodbye." No one came home, though. No one gave you answers or excuses. All you could do was wait for a month and three days as you watched out your window, wondering if he'd come home on time to meet your baby.
