nonchalant!bf!megumi who... is not a fan of pda. he finds it corny and gross when he sees a couple slobbering all over each other in public or when you're hanging with friends and they get all lovey. despite it, he will always guide you through crowds with his hand or will gently hold your hand as you walk in public
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... is not the biggest fan of pet names! he will throw out an occasional "baby" or "my girl", but never gooey, cheesy nicknames like "princess" or "love bug"
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... keeps your relationship private, but not secret. he doesn't brag about you to others, but if you are brought up or mentioned he is happy to say that the two of you are together.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... doesn't have a huge social media. he has about 20 followers, no profile picture, and no posts. all he has is a highlight labeled with your initial and pictures of you. rarely ever the both of you, just photos he takes.
nochalant!bf!megumi who... is still protective, just not in an over the top way. he does not care if you have guy friends as long as you don't actively flirt when them or basically cheat on him with them. he is not the type of person to check your phone either, even if you tell him you don't care if he does. if someone flirts with you in public, he just walks up and stands next to you until they get the hint and back off.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... stays close to you during social gatherings. no matter how talkative you are, he will just stand close by, not saying a word. he's ready to leave when you're ready to leave.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who… always wears one of your hair ties around his wrist. not only does he wear it in case you ever need one, but he also loves having reminders of you on him always.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... gets embarrassed when you make big deals out of "such small gestures". if you mention a snack you want and he gets it for you a few days later, he gets all red and confused when you jump on him and shower him with kisses for being so "kind and remembering". it's just his way of showing that he loves you, even if he doesn't say it much.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... is a listener. you can talk to him for hours and hours, and he'd never get bored. if you stop talking mid story, he'll urge you to go on. not only does he listen, but he takes note.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... remembers everything about you. who you don't like in school, your drink orders, your favorite foods and snacks, your favorite color, favorite animals, your favorite books and even more. he just can't help but be fascinated by you.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... gets embarrassed when you make him talk about himself. but if you insist, he doesn't mind sharing some stories or things about himself as well. he prefers not talking much, but when you're willing to listen, it's good to have you.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... is a different person in public and private. the second the two of you are alone, he becomes more clingier. when you two are alone in one of your guys' dorms, he lets you lay on him or he lays on you. no further discussion.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... scratches your back when you watch tv or when you're going to sleep. you told him one time that when you lived at home, your mom would scratch your back every night before bed. he wanted to make you feel comfortable and familiar, so he began naturally doing it.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... secretly loves it when you return the favor. after a long day of fighting curses and he just wants to go to bed, he'll lay on your chest and you scratch his back and play with his hair. he'll grumble and pretend to hate it, but melts into you more without even realizing it.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... loves living domestically with you. he loves waking up next to you in bed. he loves when he summons his divine dogs and you play and cuddle up to them. he loves making you breakfast or when he wakes up to you in the kitchen.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... has kept everything you've ever gifted to him. every love letter, every trinket, every photo frame, everything. it resides in his room, corners filled with reminders of you and your love.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... has a playlist full of songs that remind him of you. it's full of love songs and songs that you mentioned loving to him. it's private, and you don't know it exists.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... has you as his lock screen.
nonchalant!bf!megumi who... isn't so nonchalant when he's alone with you.
⋆˚꩜｡ summary: after your class decides to do a kissing booth as a fundraiser for a field trip, your classmate panics at the thought of you kissing another boy.
⋆˚꩜｡ pairing: shoto todoroki x fem!popular!reader
⋆˚꩜｡ content/trigger warnings: use of y/n, reader is popular, reader is a "God's favorite" character (but super nice about it), everyone has a crush on y/n (who wouldn't?), jealous shoto, yearner shoto, kissing, all characters are 3rd years and 18.
⋆˚꩜｡ genre: fluff
when it comes to the face of class 1-a, everyone thinks of you.
y/n l/n. you're not an extraordinary hero. you have a cool, but not memorable quirk.
you're just nice. everyone in your class likes you along with the other rival classes. you genuinely never talked behind anyones back. you aren't a kiss-ass nice girl, but you are always polite and kind to everyone you meet, even if they aren' your friends.
you're friends with everyone in class 1-a. even katsuki! you treated everyone as an equal peer instead of seeing the class as a hierarchy of some sort. instead of enemies, you saw friendship.
not to mention you're beautiful.
not every guy has a crush on you. in the big friend group of class 1-a, there were romantic cliques. kirishima and mina were totally into each other, denki likes jirou but still can't help making a flirty pass on you every time he sees you, and izuku and ochaco have been dating since 2nd year. besides them, a lot of the class 1-a boys think you're an angel on earth.
tenya always freezes up when he sees you in the hallway, but still keeps his gentlemanly demeanor up.
mineta goes wild when he sees you anywhere. obviously. it's mineta.
you even swear that katsuki's cheeks flush red when he sees you. he even smiles at you. that's rare coming from him!
but shoto.
shoto todoroki doesn't make it a big deal when you walk past him in the hallway like the other boys. when you smile at him with a simple, "hi, shoto!", he smiles a polite, casual closed-mouth smile and nods his head at you.
you'd think that he just sees you as a friend, right?
wrong.
out of every class 1-a boy encaptivated by your beauty, shoto comes out on top as the most in love with you. he's just the best at hiding it.
instead of following you around with heart eyes like almost everyone, he just watched from afar.
watch you give it your all during training, not doing it for anyone but yourself.
watching you laugh with all the girls during homeroom, not looking around the room to see if anyone cared or was paying attention.
watching you fall asleep during math class, which you told him once that it was your least favorite subject.
watching you leave the school, seeing your face light up with your usual smile as you walked past people and watching their faces light up as they walk past you.
he couldn't help but have his heart overflow with that unfamiliar feeling of love everytime he looked at you.
shoto's morning routine was no different today. you sat in homeroom, giggling with mina as you scrolled through something on your phone. he took note and liked how you were wearing your hair in a slicked back ponytail.
aizawa walked in, footsteps heavy underneath the tile. “good morning class,” he said in his usual, monotone voice: he was never awake in the mornings. he was never awake period.
you put your phone away and listened to him, turning your attention to the front of the classroom.
“i have good news and bad news. i will give you the good news first,” aizawa started, everyone’s attention perking up.
“the good news is that we have permission from the school to go to sado island for a three day field trip.”
everyone beamed, imagining the clear waters and memories that would be made there.
you clapped your hands together. “yay!”
everyone cheered off your simple exclamation, erupting into laughter and chatter.
“i’m not finished. would everyone settle down, please?” aizawa sternly stated, and everyone quieted down to listen to what he has to say.
“i didn’t even get to the bad news yet. the bad news is that we don’t have the money for all of you guys. it’s either we think of a way to fundraise enough money for plane tickets for all of you, pick another destination or call off the field trip in total.”
everyone gasped, shaking their heads dramatically. “no!”s filled the room.
“then we shall start brainstorming ideas for a way to raise money.”
ochaco raised her hand. “why don’t we have a bake sale?”
you all thought. shoto watched as you and mina whispered something to each other before turning to aizawa.
“why don’t we have a bracelet stand? mina and i make bracelets all the time! we could sell them for like 10 dollars each and add custom designs for even more!” you giggled softly, shrugging. “i know it’s quite overpriced, but i think it’s a great idea.”
the class nodded in agreement. of course they would! after all, it was your brilliant plan!
“maybe,” mineta purked up, his lisp loud in the quiet room. “maybe we could do a kissing booth!”
everyone looked at each other; shrugging. his opinion was obviously different than yours.
“that’s not a bad idea, actually,” denki chimed in.
“who would be the person giving all the kisses?” momo asked, bead tilting with curiosity.
a silent beat, then everyone looked over at you.
you blushed. “me?! why me?” you squealed, pointing to yourself.
“do you know how much money people would pay to kiss you?” denki chimed in, turning around to look at you.
your face was bright pink and hot. “i mean… like what?”
shoto could feel his own face getting hot, not only with embarrassment but also with anger. the thought of you kissing another guy? it made his heart sink in his chest.
“hm…” denki thought. “what about 20 bucks for a kiss on the cheek and 40 for a kiss on the lips!”
everyone — even including the teacher — watched for your reaction. you shrugged, looking around at your classmate’s wide eyes.
“i-i mean…”
“stop pressuring her.”
everyone looked to where shoto was sitting. despite him always being on the more quieter side, he still had things to say.
“you guys didn’t even ask y/n if she was alright with it.” shoto added, looking at you. “what do you want to do?"
you gazed around the classroom, all eyes on you. you were well aware of how popular you were with boys, and you knew denki was right. it would make so much money.
"hmm... i mean, i-i wouldn't be opposed to it," you decided, shrugging.
"mr. todoroki is right, ms. l/n. we don't want you to do anything that would make you feel pressured or uncomfortable," aizawa said, arms folded.
you took a moment to think about it before ultimately nodding your head. "alright, i'm in."
the dreaded day finally came. it was a hot, spring day where you sat comfortably behind a booth. the sun beated down onto you, making your glimmering lips gleam in the sunlight. you wore and brought a dark pink shade of lipstick to imprint on the boy's cheeks you were about to kiss.
were you excited? more-so about sado island. you weren't ecstatic about kissing everyone, but if you had to do it, you had to do it. you didn't really think thank anyone was going to pay 40 dollars to give you a kiss on the lips.
on the other hand, shoto prayed that no one even showed up. even worse if someone paid 40 dollars. what if monoma from class 1-b paid? even worse, katsuki of all people!
shoto usually doesn’t concern himself with romantic affairs. he doesn’t care about who’s dating who or who likes him. he only cares about you.
the sign was big and baring in the school quad. girls passed by and whispered and your friends greeted you. embarrassingly enough, shoto watched out the window at whoever was going to bother with you.
you were officially in business, reapplying your lipstick.
shoto’s lips parted as he watched people line up for you.
iida, standing there stiffly and shyly.
katsuki, face red and hands shoved in his pockets like he hated every moment of this (spoiler alert: he didn’t)
denki. despite crushing on jirou, she couldn’t compare to you.
almost every single one of the boys from class 1-b.
and the worst?
monoma from class 1-b.
and the last person in line?
mineta.
he watched as more and more people lined up behind, and he felt his chest getting heavier and heavier. he sat in the empty, quiet classroom, heart beating so hard that he could hear it all around him.
he watched as people handed you the money and lean down, waiting for your lips to press against their skin.
so far, every kiss was on the cheek.
iida, who quickly and thankfully bowed before walking away.
katsuki, he mumbled a “yeah whatever” before quickly walking back to wherever he came from.
denki, who short circuited.
each kiss, each piece that shoto’s heart broken into. it was mocking — the sight of your lip stains marking the cheeks of people who weren’t him. they didn’t dare wipe it off.
it was like a trophy, a declaration of you marking your territory.
as the line got closer to the pervert in the back, shoto snapped. he couldn't take it anymore. he bolted from the empty classroom, running outside to where you were sitting. he was panting by the time he stood next to you.
"can we talk?" shoto urgently asked, running his hands through his dichromatic hair.
"umm.. sure!" you said. he didn't even care about the groans everyone let out when he grabbed you by the arm and hauling you away.
you and him made your way to the empty classroom he was just sitting in. you walked in and sat on one of the empty desks. you didn't have a look of malice on your face which soothed his nerves. in fact, you had a small smile on your face, as if you were happy to be here with him.
you looked up at shoto, who was standing in front of you. "what's up?" you asked, voice earnest.
he sighed, knees buckling right in front of you. he was met face to face with your shoes, a brown leather pair of mary janes that you wore everyday to school. he looked up at you, eyes glassy and downcast.
"please don't do this," he whimpered, shaking his head. "i can't take it. i don't want you to do this anymore."
you were worried, lips parting in concern for him. you looked down at him, brows knitted. "w-what? the kissing booth?"
"mhm.." he affirmed. "i don't want you to do it anymore."
he kneeled up a little more as you stood up. truthfully, you were gonna bend down to talk to him instead of down at him, but in the middle of his hysterics, he saw it as you leaving him.
shoto wrapped his arms around your hips, head on your waist. "please don't go..." he quietly begged, eyes meeting yours again.
“i’m so sorry i’m being like this… please forgive me. i just can’t help myself. i-i just— it’s embarrassing but i’ve always saw you romantically. i don’t like seeing you kiss all these other guys, y/n,” shoto gasped out. “i know you’re probably gonna hate me after this, but i don’t care. i need you to know.”
“shoto,” you gasped out, hands instinctively placing on his head and stroking his hair. “n-no, i don’t hate you. not at all, shoto, oh my goodness. i just didn’t know you felt this way.”
“i do.. i do, y/n and i have for so long. i just didn’t want to say anything and lose you,” he pleaded.
you lifted his chin, wiping the tears that fell from his beautiful, heterochromatic eyes. “i feel the same, shoto. i didn’t say anything either because i thought you liked someone else,” you honestly told him, giggling softly.
he stood up, hugging you tightly. his head rested on the top of yours. your hands splayed on his back, rubbing in circles before you both pulled away.
“i don’t have any money but… God, i want to kiss you so bad,” he whimpered softly, thumb stroking your cheek.
you giggled, standing up on your tip toes and grabbing his face gently. you pressed a soft, gentle kiss onto his lips, both of your faces flushing red.
you hesitantly pulled away, and shoto chased after you. his lips were on yours again in an instant.
this time, the kiss you shared was not lustful, but intimate and passionate. it lasted for a few moments before you pulled away.
“i thought you like momo. you’re always trainin’ with her,” you mumbled, face red from just swapping spit with him.
“mm-nn” he shook his head, kissing you on the forehead. “my heart belongs to you.”
you smiled, wrapping your arms around your neck and giving him one more peck on the lips. “better go tell everyone that my kissing booth is out of business.”
pros? you had an excuse to just lay in bed all day instead of training. you got to binge watch shows as gojo begrudgingly brought you food and snacks. the best part is that your boyfriend, megumi, always rushes to your dorm to take care of you. he takes your temperature, rubs your back, makes you soup, and babies you until you're all better and ready to return to your normal, daily routine.
cons?
vomit.
ever since you were a little girl, the mere thought of vomit was enough to make you nauseous. you often threw up when you were sick as a kid, which resulted in you crying your eyes out so hard that you just ended up throwing up even more.
after you had the flu when you were eight, you swore to yourself that you would never hurl ever again. you kept true to your own word and never threw up after that day.
whenever you were sick, you pushed it down and prayed that nothing would come up. you would take deep, slow breaths with teary eyes and it successfully kept you from vomiting.
for some reason today, it was different.
yesterday, you woke up with a pounding headache, sore throat and such a clogged nose you could only breathe through your mouth. you coughed once and immediately knew you had come down with something bad.
you called gojo to see what the matter was with you, and after seeing that your temperature was 102 degrees, he put you on bed rest for the rest of the week.
luckily, you weren't alone since you had your loving boyfriend megumi who basically sprinted for your dorm.
he spent the night last night, which leads you to wear you lay now, taking a nap as he scrolls on his phone. your breathing was soft until it was interrupted by a guttural cough releasing from your throat. you sat up, eyes fluttering open.
"g'mornin.." you grumbled, rubbing your eyes. you let out more coughs, feeling the rough vibrations stir in your chest.
"are you feeling any better?" megumi asked, sitting up from your chair and taking a seat on your bed. he didn't care about himself getting sick, therefore he refused to leave your side.
"not really," you said honestly, leaning on his chest. "i feel dizzy.. my stomach hurts."
megumi wrapped his arms around you, stroking your head and flattening your messy hair down. "i'm sorry. i hate that you're not feeling well."
"it's — cough! — f-fine.." you mumbled.
you continued to lay into your boyfriend's chest, coughing and sniffling. as much uncomfort as you felt, you loved the feeling of megumi's embrace. he made you feel better no matter what, no matter sad or ill. in his own shy, plain way, you always seem to cheer up.
a wave of queasiness washed over you, and you sat up. "i'm gonna go to the bathroom," you mumbled, coughing again before getting up. a few more brutal coughs later, you began to gag. you ran to the bathroom, shutting the door behind you and falling onto the floor. the cold tiles stung your legs, and you kneeled up to hover your mouth over the toilet.
you didn't want to. you didn't want to vomit. you hate vomit.
you coughed again, gagging with nothing coming up. tears started to stream down your face as you gagged again.
"megumi..." you called out, too quiet for anyone to hear. "megumi!"
you heard his rapid footsteps at the door within seconds. he opened the door, heart sinking at the sight of you over the porcelain bowl.
he is well aware of your irrational fear of throwing up.
you voiced it to megumi when you, him, yuji and nobara were hanging out. you guys went out to eat and the other two decided to try a new food they've never had. on the way home, nobara and yuji started to feel sick. they started vomiting, and despite not even being together, you leaped into his arms and hid your face from the disastrous sight of vomit.
he recognized your fear from the second he walked into the bathroom. “i-i think i’m gonna throw up..” you cried, gagging again. your stomach turned.
“it’s ok,” he murmured, rubbing your back gently. "i'm right here."
"i'm gonna throw up," you repeated, letting out more sobs.
you normally would've blushed at the pet name, but you were in too much discomfort to do so. "i don't wanna."
megumi gently wiped your tears. "you'll feel better. i promise you."
you shook your head, crying and gagging again. you leaned over the toilet, heaving and panting.
he kneeled up so that he was behind you. he brushed you hair into a ponytail so that it was out of the way. he saw they way you hunched over, covering your mouth to suppress any puke coming out. he knew you were going to puke.
he held your hair back with one hand, rubbing your back with the other. "it's alright. you've got it. you're gonna feel so much better once you let it out. i promise you."
you nodded, and eventually you started retching. you threw up all into the toilet, sobbing hysterically at the same time. you had your eyes closed.
"there you go," megumi said gently, keeping your hair tight behind you.
this went on for a few minutes until you finally simmered down. you laid on megumi's chest, crying again. he flushed the toilet and looked down at you. "are you feeling better?"
you nodded, shaking your head. "mhm, thank you, gumi."
"of course. you know I hate seeing my girl not feeling good," he said in return. he got up, bringing you with him in his arms. he sat you down on the bathroom counter and grabbed your toothbrush. he helped you brush your teeth to make yourself feel better.
"now," he said in his usual quiet tone. he wiped your tears away. "do you want to watch something?"
you perked up, sad and disgusted mood already gone. you still had a pounding headache from the flu, but his unusual cheeriness distracted you from all the pain in your body.
megumi let out one of his usual moody sighs, but cracked the slightest hint of a smile. "i'll watch whatever you want. i'll even watch one of those dumb girly movies just for you. would that make you feel better?"
you giggled, sniffling and nodding. "mmnnyeah," you mumbled. megumi helped you off the counter and walked with you into your bedroom. you looked up at him into his emotionless eyes. despite never showing much feeling, you always know that deep in his heart, he cares for you so much. you laid down in your bed and he followed suite, laying down next to you in your bed.
"i love you," you said softly as he scrolled through your streaming services.
you saw his face flush and a smile break through his gloomy disposition.
"mhm. i love you too."
⋆˚꩜｡ a/n: first actually fic post be kind to me world
casual!bsf!yuji who... has been your friend for years.
casual!bsf!yuji who... has had feelings for you ever since you two were in junior high.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you knew he had feelings for you, yet you never acted upon it cause you didn't feel the same way.
casual!bsf!yuji who... asks you to go to the school dance with him first year of high school.
casual!bsf!yuji who... brags to everyone that he's taking you.
casual!bsf!yuji who... rejected multiple people who asked him just so he could go with you.
casual!bsf!yuji who... many girls having crushes on, and you can't help but get jealous when other girls talk about how cute he is.
casual!bsf!yuji! who... calls you beautiful when he sees you in your dress for the school dance.
casual!bsf!yuji who... wears a matching tie corresponding to the color of your dress. he buys you a corsage to go around your wrist.
casual!bsf!yuji who... takes you out to eat dinner after the dance. the two of you get your food free because you two reminded an old couple what it was like to "be young and be in love".
casual!bsf!yuji who... laughs it off and says your just a friend. right
casual!bsf!yuji who... you start to fall for after that night.
casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks that you two are together.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sits with you when you go on a class field trip retreat.
casual!bsf!yuji who... rubs his foot against yours while you two sit together.
casual!bsf!yuji who... stares at you the entire retreat. when you look at him, he gives you a soft smirk and a wink.
casual!bsf!yuji who... mid-field trip whispers "i love you" into your ear out of nowhere.
casual!bsf!yuji who...se pupils dilate whenever he looks at you
casual!bsf!yuji who... calls himself your boyfriend in front of everyone.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you fell for even harder after that field trip.
casual!bsf!yuji who... dresses up as the grinch to the halloween party you were both invited to. the party is the day before actual halloween!
casual!bsf!yuji who... makes fun of the fake glasses you were wearing as you were dressed up as superman.
casual!bsf!yuji who... starts playing with your hair as you make tiktoks with your friends.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you take a picture of shotgunning a sprite, and it's your new favorite photo.
casual!bsf!yuji who... wasn't originally invited to the other halloween party the next day.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you yell "YES!" when two third year girls suggest picking him up.
casual!bsf!yuji who... shows up to the party wearing shorts and a hoodie.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you follow around all night trying to hang out with him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... play tackles you onto the ground when you two are alone in the movie room.
casual!bsf!yuji who... puts you in an awkward position, so when someone opens the door they see your butt up against his crotch.
casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks you were screwing!!
casual!bsf!yuji who... gets a girlfriend.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you start sobbing to your mom to.
casual!bsf!yuji who... comes to a movie night you and your friends were having.
casual!bsf!yuji who... can't flirt with you anymore now that he's in a relationship.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you can't help but still think he's so attractive.
casual!bsf!yuji who... breaks up with the girl after two weeks! he says she's batshit crazy.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you lose feelings for.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you go to see a movie with and he thinks about making a move on you but never does.
casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks you're dating again.
casual!bsf!yuji who... comes over your house regularly!
casual!bsf!yuji who... starts flirting with you again.
casual!bsf!yuji who... snuggles up on your lap one day at school when you two are alone.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sighs when he sees a lovey couple, saying "i wish i had a girlfriend."
casual!bsf!yuji who... makes it seem like to everyone that you two are dating one day staying after school.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sits right next to you wherever you go.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sees you joking shoving your face into your turtle neck and reprimands you for doing it. when you ask why, he simply says "because i thought I was fat when i was younger and i don't want you thinking that about yourself."
casual!bsf!yuji who... doesn't realize you were doing it to be cute.
casual!bsf!yuji who... keeps jokingly sitting on your lap!
casual!bsf!yuji who... wraps his arm around your waist.
casual!bsf!yuji who... chuckles when you tell him everyone's looking. "good, let them." he murmmers into your ear.
casual!bsf!yuji who... keeps trying to hold your hand.
casual!bsf!yuji who... jokingly puts on the headband you were wearing and wears it around like an idiot.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you finally work the courage to confess to.
casual!bsf!yuji who... one day does out to eat with you, where you were going to tell him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... before you even say anything, starts talking about how he would never date you and he only sees you as a friend.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you still confess to, and he rejects you!
casual!bsf!yuji who... promises that he doesn't see you any differently.
casual!bsf!yuji who... doesn't treat you any different like he promised.
casual!bsf!yuji who... finds out your talking to someone new. another boy in your grade.
casual!bsf!yuji who... gets upset when he founds out the two of you are dating.
casual!bsf!yuji who... comes up to you and tells you that on the day you asked him out, he truly did like you on that day, but he got so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do and rejected you!
casual!bsf!yuji who... you shrug off.
casual!bsf!yuji who... makes it his mission to get you to like him again.
casual!bsf!yuji who... flirts with you all day at school and even smacked your butt as a joke, which led to one of your third year guy friends grabbing him by the collar and yelling at him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... still pretends to kiss you in every photo.
casual!bsf!yuji who... doesn't give up.
casual!bsf!yuji who... begs you to break up with the guy you're going out with.
casual!bsf!yuji who... asks you to be his girlfriend 5 times in one day!
casual!bsf!yuji who... finally admits to you that he's been in love with you for years
casual!bsf!yuji who... you tell he missed his chance.
casual!bsf!yuji who... makes it a fun game to enjoy.
casual!bsf yuji who... you ask to carry you after training since your feet hurt so bad. he smugly picks you up and says, "i bet your boyfriend can't do this."
casual!bsf!yuji who... you go out to eat dinner with with a group of friends one night. when you switch seats with a friend, he wraps his arm around you nonchalantly. you rolled your eyes.
casual!bsf!yuji who... catches your receipt after you drop it and says "how boyfriendly of me, right?"
casual!bsf!yuji who... you told first after the boy broke up with you!
casual!bsf!yuji who... offers to hang out with you after.
casual!bsf!yuji who... comes over your house and watches movies with you.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you sit opposite of, feet on his chest as you watch a horror movie.
casual!bsf!yuji who... your dad asks if you're dating after he leaves.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you get in a fight with.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sees your ex talkings stage while you two are walking one day in town.
casual!bsf!yuji who... yells out his name and starts pointing to you dramatically, yelling that you still love him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... gets confused when you run away from him sobbing. gets even more confused when you don't answer any of his texts.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you don't talk to anymore
casual!bsf!yuji who... you can't stay away from.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you see at a party a week later, and he joins you and your friends playing hackysack.
casual!bsf!yuji who... finally asks "are you mad at me?"
casual!bsf!yuji who... you tell how you feel and he gives you a big hug, apologizing for what an asshole he's been.
casual!bsf!yuji who... ends up laying on the ground while you rub his back in the same night.
casual!bsf!yuji who... is your best friend again.
casual!bsf!yuji who... flirts with you endlessly throughout the night.
casual!bsf!yuji who... kisses your hand when you leave.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you eat lunch with. he has a crumb on his mouth and when you tell him, he smirks and asks "can you get it for me?"
casual!bsf!yuji who... rubs your leg when you sit next to him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... everyone thinks you're dating again.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you don't even know what you are anymore. you're not friends but you're not dating. it's just you and yuji.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you'll always be secretly in love with too.
⋆˚꩜｡ a/n: i'm so sorry this turned out longer than i expected! this is HEAVILY (like, genuinely heavily, i have lived through ALL of these events with one of my friends!!). this is flowkenuienly a reflecting post because this is my situation with my guy friend and IDK WHAT TO DO. i hope my life sounds good through a yuji itadori fanfiction
⋆˚꩜｡ summary: you and your boyfriend have been dating for over a year, and he's getting upset that you aren't willing to give him what he wants
⋆˚꩜｡ pairing: megumi fushiguro x fem!loser!reader
⋆˚꩜｡ content/trigger warnings: use of y/n, megumi goes to jujutsu high but curses are not really mentioned, megumi's a bad kisser (i think it's silly), a little ooc megumi, reader lowk neurodivergent, SUGGESTIVE (quick sexual act but no actual smut) nudity, miscommunication, asshole megumi, hurt with absolutely no comfort
⋆˚꩜｡ genre: angst
⋆˚꩜｡ request: here! (ty anon!)
if you were to ask any of megumi's friends what he was like, they'd all say the same thing. he's quiet. he keeps to himself. he's very reserved. he's not very social. yet he's caring. he's kind. he's funny when he wants to be. he likes being around his friends when he's in the mood.
if you were to ask any of your friends what you're like, they'd say nothing. because you don't have any friends.
after moving to tokyo due to being bullied in middle school, you thought you would change in high school. become the girl you've always dreamed of being.
you dreamed of always being surrounded by your friends. you dreamed of always having beautiful manicures. you dreamed of having flawless skin. you dreamed of having an adorable wardrobe with outfits for every occasion. you dreamed of going out with friends to parties and shopping days. you dreamed that you would be an a+ student. you dreamed that you were normal. you dreamed that you'd have a perfect boyfriend.
yet your fantasies never came true.
when you started school, no one wanted to be your friend. all the popular girls who knew each other from middle school all laughed at you and gave you dirty looks. your nails are short and brittle, bitten up and red around your cuticles. you have pimples scattered across your face and no skincare to help it. you wear black sweatpants and a black hoodie everyday. you lay in bed all day after school on your phone or watching tv. you're failing almost every class and can't be bothered when your mom yells at you for it. you just go to lay down in bed and sleep away the pain. you're awkward and clammy, always feeling like you get in the way of things.
despite all of this though, you do have a perfect boyfriend.
you met megumi at a bookstore a year ago. you decided to treat yourself for doing good on one of your english tests. as you were browsing the shelves, you were disrupted by two girls laughing hysterically and obnoxiously. they looked like the type of girls who would bully you in school.
you rolled your eyes, and the boy standing next to you chuckled. he didn't smile. "your expression said it all."
you looked up, confused. no one ever talks to you. you smiled awkwardly back at him, hands starting to feel clammy and sweaty. "yeah..."
he immediately began to browse the books again as if he had already forgotten about you. he was the first person to ever initiate an actual conversation with you. you couldn't just let him slip away.
"i'm y/n," you said shyly, avoiding eye contact with him. he didn't smile again, but his attention was on you.
"nice to meet you. i'm megumi," he said politely. you smiled awkwardly again, not knowing what to do. he let out a small smile and walked away. tears welled in your eyes. you didn't know what to do. your only shot at making a friend was gone, and he was so cute too!
you didn't see him again until he was checking out. he was buying a book with a dark red cover. you needed to say something to him. you waited by the exit until he was about to walk out of the store.
"megumi, w-wait.." you said quietly, yet he turned to look down at you. with your heart in your throat, you swallowed. "c-can i have your... number?"
megumi looked down at you, blue eyes gazing into yours softly. he could tell you were nervous. "of course."
you nodded aggressively, shakily taking out your phone and handing it to him so he could put in his number. he handed you back your phone, smiling softly. he left the store.
you went home with no books in your hand, just a super cute boy's number. you went home, hesitantly texting him.
y: hi.
y: sorry if i looked dumb in the store. i'm just really awkward.
he didn't reply for 11 minutes. you counted. finally, he texted you back.
m: that's ok. there's nothing to apologize about.
2 more minutes of neither of you responding. he texted again.
m: would you want to go out to grab a bite sometime soon with me?
the rest was history. you went out on a few dates, getting to know each other until megumi officially became not only your boyfriend, but your first official friend.
he's aware about all of the things you hate about yourself. your awkwardness. your social anxiety. your fantasy dream life you've made up in your head. your no friends. your no life.
and he's ok with it. you never thought that you would meet a boy that'd be ok with it. megumi's like you in a way. he has friends, but just a close few. he would rather spend the night in his room then out at a party. he's quiet like you. not social like you.
days with him are sometimes slow, but the two of you like to soak in the tranquility of your quietness. you guys like to watch tv and talk about life. you guys also kiss.
a lot.
more than you'd like to.
it started off simple. you two were watching tv one day when he gently lifted your chin up and gave you a gentle kiss on the lips. you were ecstatic for days. you wished you had a friend that you could tell about it.
kissing and hugging became regular for you guys. and then it got more heated.
a small peck would turn into megumi holding your face, keeping his lips on yours for longer. his lips would start to move against yours, making you uncomfortable and awkward.
you didn't like the way his lips basically suck yours. you think it's gross. you hate the way his saliva sticks all around your mouth when you two are done making out. you hate the way his puts his tongue in your mouth. it's repulsing.
innocent pecks became makeout sessions. unfortunately for you, these makeout sessions are beginning to turn into something more.
now, as you lay in bed with him, you notice a shift in your relationship. megumi's starting to expect more than you want to give him. right now, he's sucking sexy bruises onto your neck, whimpering against your skin. you hate the way it feels. it tickles. you don't like his spit on your neck. you can't breathe. his hands are starting to go up your shirt. his hands are cold. you don't want his hands there.
megumi sat up, taking your shirt off and leaving you in your bra. it wasn't sexy or cute for him, it was just a basic, regular sports bra.
your heart sank at sudden contact. he began kissing your chest, making you tense up. you never expected to go this far with him, and you hate it. his fingers hook your bra before you push his hands away.
"n-no... please don't..." you begged, tears welling up in your eyes. he immediately sat up, looking at you. tears streamed down your cheeks. you were covered in bright purple hickeys.
"y/n..." he whispered to himself, grabbing your shirt and slipping it over your head.
"i'm sorry..." you sobbed, wiping away his left over spit on your neck.
he gently wiped away your tears, kissing you on the forehead. "no, i'm sorry. i-i should've asked, first."
"it's ok," you promised. "you didn't know."
you thought after that, he'd calm down with being sexual with you.
but the same thing happened the next week.
you were laying in your bed as megumi was kissing your neck again. you were fighting back tears. both your shirts were completely off, baring yourselves to each other. you didn't want to.
his mouth dropped to your chest. he began to gently suck and bite at your nipple which was your breaking point. you pushed him off you, panting.
"what?" megumi snapped, seeming to get irritated instead of worried.
you sniffled, grabbing your hoodie and throwing it over your head. "i don't want to have sex with you," you said.
megumi sighed, shifting to the edge of your bed and sitting up. his shirt was still off. "why?"
you gulped, face hot with tears. "i-i'm just not comfortable with that kind of stuff, gumi."
he sighed again, looking at you. his eyes that were once so full of love for you were now dull and unbothered. "y/n..." he muttered. "i'm a boy. i have needs. you're my girlfriend, why wouldn't you do that for me?"
your jaw dropped a little. "megumi.. w-what is this issue. i'm not comfortable with it, why don't you understand that."
he stood up, his tall from looming over the room. "i don't think you understand." he walked over to you, kissing you on the forehead. "don't call me anymore. i won't be stopping by, either. i think it's for the best if we're not together anymore. we'll both get what we want."
you didn't even get a word in before megumi put on his shirt and left your room, leaving you alone and disgusted with yourself.
for a moment in your life, you felt loved and appreciated. the world didn't matter to you when you were with megumi. he treated you with the love and respect that you always never recieved.
you might not have had any friend. you might not have had pretty nails. you might not have had clear, perfect skin. you might not have had a huge closet full of clothes. you might not have had a lot of things to do. you might not have had good grades. you might have been an awkward loser. but you had megumi.
and he was all that mattered.
and now after not wanting to do one simple thing, he's gone.
now you truly have nothing.
⋆˚꩜｡ a/n: hi guys i don't usually write sad stuff but this is really fun! the request didn't say anything about a happy ending so i took matters into my own hands :)
⋆˚꩜｡ summary: with you being the most popular person in school, it's hard for your boyfriend to actually get to be with you in the day. he can't stand seeing you swarmed by losers that aren't him!
⋆˚꩜｡ pairing: katsuki bakugou x fem!popular!reader
⋆˚꩜｡ content/trigger warnings: use of y/n, reader is super popular and is a "God's favorite" character (but super nice about it, cursing, softer katsuki, he's just a baby guys, all characters are first years (season 1, katsuki and you live in houses and not dorms)
⋆˚꩜｡ genre: fluff and a little bit of angst
⋆˚꩜｡ request: here! (thank you anon! hope you enjoy)
when it came to dating for you, you could have any guy you want.
boys basically crawl at your feet as you walk in the hallways. the popular boys. the perverts. the nerds. the cute boys. every boy in U.A would bow to your feet at your order.
yet, you chose katsuki.
everyone was shocked to see such a perfect, soft, girly, polite nice girl like you dating a big, rude explosive dude like katsuki.
it was almost humorous how you two walked in the hallways. he stood tall over you, his usual grimace covering his face. you were juxtaposed, a small smile on your glossy lips as you waved at people passing by. your shoulders were light since the weight of your bag was on katsuki who was carrying it over his own shoulder.
your friends joke that he's always so angry. he always is yelling and screaming at people, has an angry scowl on his face when he's sitting with his friends, blowing up everything in his way. there's no way he's nice to you.
but they don't get to see that side of him.
because when you're alone, katsuki's still smug, but softer and gentler.
he bends down to greet your pet dog, rubbing her behind the ears and giving her a kiss on the furry head.
his usual grimace turns into a soft, neutral expression.
he's the only boy allowed in your pretty pink bedroom, and he often makes himself comfortable in your bed whether your in it or not.
he lets you lay on his chest and take a small nap after a long, stressful day of school. he rubs your back and kisses you on the forehead.
he watches any movie you want, actually paying attention to your favorite parts just for you.
he cooks in your kitchen, talking and laughing with you about either silly things or serious things.
he lets you cry in his chest if you're stressed or had a bad day. he rubs your hair and promises that it'll all be ok.
he lets you sit in his lap and do his skincare, putting on serums and face masks of all sorts.
he notices which products of makeup or skincare you're running out of and buys them for you. you never truly run out of something cause it's replaced before you can even finish the entire bottle.
he met and loves your parents. he has a great relationship with both your mom and your dad. the same with his parents. you love shit talking with mitsuki and you sometimes watch sports with his dad when you're over.
he lets you stand on his back and crack it when he has a back ache.
he does his homework at your vanity as you read books.
he notices when your flowers are dying and immediately buys you a new bouquet the next day.
he is utterly in love with you, and you're the only one who gets to see it.
but when you two are in school, it looks like katsuki hates being around you. his lip is always curved up, eyeing everyone around him.
truthfully, he's eyeing everyone's who's eyes lay upon you. when guys give you an up down. when some nice girls wave and some mean girls stare in pure jealous, he sees it all. he tries to scare people off.
but people just think that katsuki doesn't want to be around you. that's why people never leave you alone.
in class 1a's homeroom, bright and early in the morning, you can barely get through the door before everyone parades you with good mornings. the boys dap you up. the girls give you hugs and immediately drag you to your desk so they can tell you new gossip that they heard.
you always have to glance at katsuki, who is sitting alone on his phone. kirishima and denki are talking his ear off, but he can't bothered to respond to them (even thought katsuki admitted to you that he does really like them). you always have to excuse yourself to run up to katsuki, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before running back to your friends.
at lunch, you sit with your usual friends. mina, ochaco, tsu, momo, and jirou. other girls pass by, some waving to you in a friendly manner and only a few, passing by and giving you a dirty look. katsuki sees them all.
guys pass by, some giving you a high five and others giving you a body check. a few even do a double take. it pisses katsuki off to the max that you're always surrounded by people. he can't even hang out with his own girlfriend in school because you're too busy talking to everyone.
he can't take it anymore. even when you do a really cool move with your quirk, he can't go congratulate you because you're already being swarmed by everyone else.
today was especially bad. you came to school late because you had a doctors appointment. everyone flooded you in the hallways when you walked in during lunch, urging where you were. during training, you accidentally twisted your ankle. katsuki saw it first, yet was the last to the huge huddle around you. it wasn't like you were dying!
classes went slow. all katsuki wanted to do was talk to you. he took out his phone, going to text you when aizawa said sternly, "katsuki. phone up here, now." he rolled his eyes and walked to his desk, dropping his phone onto the wooden table and walking back to his desk with his hands in his pocket. you couldn't help but giggle when he made eye contact with you, and his look of malice shifted into a soft smirk.
later that day, you sat in your room making some string bracelets. you promised all your friends that you'd make matching friendship bracelets for them. what a you thing to do.
you were home alone, so your heart skipped a beat when you heard a knock on your front door. your bed creaked as you jumped off it. you walked down the stairs, relieved to see katsuki standing on your doorstep.
"hi, 'suki!" you said, putting your arms out for a hug.
he slowly stepped inside of your house, hugging you tightly. his head rested against your shoulder as he shakily let out a sigh. you rubbed his back and shut the door behind him, looking up at him.
was he... crying?
wetness fell from his red eyes onto his cheeks. he sniffled and aggressively wiped away his tears.
"'suki?" you asked quietly, rubbing your hand up and down his arm.
he stayed quiet for a second. "'m sorry.." he grumbled.
"hey.. no, it's ok. do you want to go lay upstairs?" you suggested, grabbing his hand. he nodded and you gently led him up the stairs. you sat him down onto your pretty pink array of pillows and sat down next to him.
"hate cryin'. i'm sorry i'm being a fuckin' loser," katsuki muttered, sniffling again.
"it's ok! you're not a loser, hon. it's fine to cry," you assured him, gesturing for him to come lay his head on your chest. he obliged, a relaxed sigh leaving his lips as he began to hear your heartbeat. the sound so tranquil and familiar.
"i hate that you're so popular," he began. he started to tense up, but quickly relaxed again when you began to scratch his back. your long nails always feel so good. "don't think i'm being an asshole. i love that you have to many friends, but it's a really pain in the ass when i just want to talk to my damn girlfriend and all these losers get in my way."
you chuckled softly. "i'm sorry."
"don't be sorry. it's not your fault that everyone loves you. trust me, i get it. i'm obsessed with you too," katsuki said to which you giggled hysterically. "i'm the one who should be sorry. jus' get so damn jealous of all the extras in my way."
"i can tell them to leave me alone. and maybe tomorrow at school i'll sit with you and your friends at lunch. would that help?" you suggested.
"nah. don't sit with me. kaminari would fuckin' jizz his pants," he growled.
"oh. um. ok! well, i'll try my best to get people to leave me be so i can hang with you."
katsuki twisted his head so he was looking back up at you. his tears subsided, and he looked at you with a gentle smile. "thanks."
you smiled, wiping away a tear that was about to fall from his ruby eyes. "of course."
he sat up, flinging you over him so that you were laying on his chest now. you squealed and giggled, the sounds filling your room. "now, let's watch somethin'. what movie do you wanna watch?"
you paused for a moment, smiling. "teen beach movie."
he chuckled, kissing you gently on the lips. "anythin' for little miss popular."
casual!bsf!yuji who... has a girlfriend? you aren't 100% sure, but you heard the words "my girlfriend" leave his mouth, so you can only assume.
casual!bsf!yuji who... nobara knows who you have feelings for.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you plot on with nobara. you skip school to go to the beach where you set up a brilliant plan. when yuji and his "girlfriend" break up, nobara was going to throw a movie night where you'd make your move on yuji!
casual!bsf!yuji who... you don't know if you like or not for sure.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you can't stop thinking about one night as you lie in bed.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you like AGAIN.
casual!bsf!yuji who... sees you whispering to your friends about the situation and then gets upset when you don't tell him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you want to tell, but you think he has a girlfriend.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you remember how he treated you when you were talking to another guy and you decide to tell him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you were on a mission with one day, and he brings up what you were whispering about.
casual!bsf!yuji who... jokes and says you have a crush on him.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you tell that you're not joking.
casual!bsf!yuji who... likes you too.
casual!bsf!yuji who... asks you to be his girlfriend later that night.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you can't tell if he's joking?
casual!bsf!yuji who... you don't know if you too are official or not.
casual!bsf!yuji who... you ask to come over the next day.
casual!bsf!yuji who... comes over your dorm.
casual!bsf!yuji who... wraps his arm around you as you watch TV
casual!bsf!yuji who... you start cuddling, since you two are dating (...?)
casual!bsf!yuji who... kisses you gently on the lips.
casual!bsf!yuji who... is definitely not your best friend anymore.
bf!yuji who... starts coming to your dorm every day.
bf!yuji who... you're shocked that people are surprised that you're dating. you thought it was pretty obvious that is was gonna happen.
bf!yuji who... brags to everyone that you're his girlfriend.
bf!yuji who... multiple people come up to you about, saying that you're way too pretty for him.
bf!yuji who... you two spend of lot of the time cuddling
bf!yuji who... always makes you feel cherished and loved
bf!yuji who... you can still always joke around with
bf!yuji who... reposts sweet stuff about you.
bf!yuji who... is the best boyfriend you could ever ask for.
⋆˚꩜｡ a/n: HII GUYS! so i kind of hate this but i'm still gonna post it because i promised i was going to and this is basically a life update for you guys. #boyfriend #awesome #woohoo. anywaysss more coming soon!
surf and turf | reki kyan
⋆˚꩜｡ summary: with skateboarding being his life, reki feels conflicted when he starts to fall for a surfer girl!
⋆˚꩜｡ pairing: reki kyan x fem!surfer!reader
⋆˚꩜｡ content/trigger warnings: use of y/n, reader has curly hair and is cool because vibes, langa briefly in story, cutie rekiiii, reader works in a surf shop, not proofread + written at 2 am
⋆˚꩜｡ genre: fluff
reki couldn't imagine a life without skateboarding.
it become a lifestyle since the first time his feet hit the deck as a young child. the feeling of the smooth glide of concrete under him became so familiar, that sometimes walking felt unnatural.
that beings said, it was his craft. he didn't understand snowboarding, no matter how much langa tried to explain it to him. what do you mean your feet are buckled in? what do you mean you land on the cold, frigid snow instead of scraping your skin on the pavement?
even more-so, he didn't get surfing. the whole idea of it really just confused him. you have to wax your board? wear a wet suit? when you fall off the board, you fall into the huge, rough ocean where you would most likely get eaten by a shark. no thanks.
so reki chooses to stick to skateboarding. riding it everywhere. school. home. to the beach with langa, where he was headed right now.
the sun beat down onto his naturally tanned skin. he soaked up the sun on his bare chest and bare shoulder, the other being covered with a beach towel.
he was slightly in front of langa, who was still a bit of a newbie at the art of boarding. "come on, bro! hurry up," reki urged as he turned the street to ride up straight to where the beach started. langa pushed his feet harder to catch up with the red haired male.
"i'm not used to the summer heat," langa reminded him, wiping sweat that was dripping from his forehead.
"alright, mr. canada," reki mocked, holding his skateboard tightly under his arm as he walked up the wooded ramp and onto the sand. for such a beautiful day, the beach wasn't as crowded as the two boys thought it would be.
they walked down onto the sand, finding a place close by the water. their boards laid upright, making sure no sand got into the wheels. langa bumped the volleyball he brought smugly, then caught it and looked to reki. "volleyball?"
laughing, the boys spread to a more open area and began (very badly) bumping the ball back and forth to one another. the sound of adolescent laughter, waves crashing and seagulls cawing filled the atmosphere of the beach.
reki looked out into the ocean, noticing a person shredding the waves almost perfectly. he had never been interested in surfing, but he couldn't seem to take his wide, amber eyes off the sight.
the surfer's technique and passion stuck out to him, he could see it from here. langa noticed his attention drifting away from their game of volleyball and he began watching the surfer as well.
"that girl's in our class," langa said, pointing his finger out to the surfer who had began walking back to shore. you. "y/n l/n."
you had your board under your arm as you shook your head to get water out of your ears. your wetsuit clung to your body tightly like a vice, hugging every curve in your body. your hair was wet and salty, soft beach waves forming.
reki couldn't help the blush that covered his face. he always saw you in class, hair straightened and laughing with your friends. he could tell that you were a surfer just by the seashell necklace you wear and all of the jewelry that dawns your wrists. beads, strings, homemade stringed bracelets, you were a walking surf shop.
he also has talked to you once when he stopped into the surf shop you work at. he needed a new pair of sunglasses and he saw you at the cash register, giving yourself a turtle henna tattoo on your thigh. you looked pretty, cheeks red from being sun kissed and skin tanned from all the sun you get.
he knows you two are polar opposites, being of surf and turf, but you're so sweet.
he went up to the cash register, and you made friendly conversation with him as he paid for his 800 yen sunglasses. "hey, i know you!" you said casually, a big smile covering your glossy lips. he smelled your strong, beachy perfume. "you're reki. you're in my class!"
he smiled, leaning on the counter. "yeah. you're y/n," he said, matter factly.
"i am," you giggled, taking the money he handed to you and putting it in the cash register with no change due. "did you do the math homework that's due tomorrow?"
reki scoffed. "hell no."
you giggled again. "right. neither did i." you handed him his sunglasses.
"see ya around," he said, giving you a small wave as he walked out of the store.
"bye bye!" you sweetly called out, picking up your henna again and continued to draw on yourself.
sure you are pretty. it's a given. but seeing you like this make reki's heart skip a beat. his skateboarding was your surfing. your craft.
your life.
he could just tell that you love what you do. you walked over to your bag, placing your board down and sitting on it. you took out a hair brush and began to brush and scrunch your hair.
you threw an oversized t-shirt over your wetsuit, and you began to strip your wetsuit from under your shirt. it was so clever. both reki and langa looked away, not wanting to be pervy.
you had a bikini bottom on underneath, and you slipped a pair of linen pants on over them. your gaze landed on the boys, and you immediately recognized them.
"hi!" you yelled out, waving to them, you ran up to them, and reki thought he died and went to heaven as you approached them.
you were like a walking angel. your hair was already drying, pretty curls forming instead of your usual long, straightened hair that he sees in school. your face was completely bare, no mascara and all your blush natural from the sun. soft freckles adorned your face.
reki swore he fell in love right there.
"hey, guys!" you said, eyeing the volleyball. "oo! can i play?"
"yeah! of course," reki said, while langa smiled and nodded.
the three of you bumped the ball to each other, running into one another as laughter filled the air once again.
about an hour passed when langa heard the familiar tune of his phone ringing. he ran over to his cell phone, picking up the call. a few murmured words were heard before he hung up and turned to you and reki.
"my mom wants me home for dinner," he said, grabbing his towel and skateboard.
"aww, alright! bye, langa!" you waved, smiling.
"bye, guys," the blue haired male smiled, turning and walking away.
"do you need your volleyball?" reki called out. langa didn't even turn around.
"nah!" langa yelled over his shoulder. "just bring it next time we hang out."
langa disappeared over the ramp, leaving you and reki alone on the beach.
"is skateboarding fun?" you asked almost immediately, not wanting to make him feel awkward. you know how uncomfortable it can get when you're hanging out with friends and suddenly, your left alone with a person you barely know.
he smiled, bumping the ball to you. "yeah! i've been skating since i was a little boy."
"really? that's so cool!" you marveled. "you must be really good."
reki humbly shrugged. the two of you played with that ball for hours, talking about your pasts regarding your passions. he learned when your love of surfing began. you two talked about everything, life, siblings, parents, friends, school.
the sun began to set over the horizon as you two sat down to watch the sun setting. "you have to teach me how to skate one day," you said, taking your gaze away from the beautiful sight in front of you to look into his amber eyes that were already looking at you.
rei's face flushed red at how close your face was to his. "definitely," he muttered, smiling softly.
the two of you watched the sun set a little more before you got up. "you gonna teach me how to skate the way home or what?" you giggled, sticking out your hand to help him up out of the sand.
he chuckled, taking your hand and standing up. "alright, let's do it!"
the two of you laughed as you ran to your separate bags. reki slipped on a hoodie and grabbed his towel and skateboard. you walked over to him with your huge board under your arm and beach bag slung over your shoulder. "put your volleyball in my bag," you offered, and he obliged almost immediately.
"if i'm gonna teach you to skate, you can't have all this crap in your hands," he said, switching your surfboard for his skateboard. you smiled up at him, walking up the wooded ramp and onto the sidewalk again.
reki began to patiently explain the basics of skateboarding to you, where to plant your feet and how to push. he was shocked as you so naturally swung your foot on the pavement. "like this?" you asked, going slow so you weren't ahead of him.
he smiled widely, nodding. "yeah. you're doing it perfectly." you giggled again, squealing as you tripped backwards. he grabbed your hand tightly, keeping you upright.
"woah, thanks!" you said.
he simply smiled, holding onto your hand gently to guide you as you rode on his skateboard. "so you make these?" you asked, guiding him to the direction of your house. right by the beach. how fitting for you.
"mhm!" reki murmured humbly, not wanting to show off. hushed conversation filled the streets as the horizon was turning dark. you stopped in front of your house.
"thanks for hangin' with me today," you said, smoothly stepping off the skateboard as if you were a pro.
"of course," reki said, running a hand through his soft, red hair. he thought it was funny that you were thanking him, as if he just did you a massive favor. if anything, you did him a favor by blessing him with your presence.
"wait!" you yelped, taking out your phone. "i totally don't have your number."
you handed him your phone, and he gently took it and put in his number. he made his contact name 'reki the best skater ever' . it was corny, but it made you laugh which is all that matters. "as long as you put my name as 'y/n the best surfer ever' i won't change your name." you pressed the call button for a second so your number saved on his phone. you took your surfboard back and smiled.
"call me," you say, doing your signature thumb and pinky up hand shake before walking through your front door and shutting the door behind you.
reki stood outside your door, face bright red. he knew he was in love. despite you not knowing anything about skateboarding, he wanted to show and tell you everything and even bring you to an 's' race one day.
he couldn't help it. copying your hand motion to himself, he turned around and skated back to his house, knowing that he had just fallen for his polar opposite.
⋆˚꩜｡ a/n: guys i kind of hate this i wrote this at 2 am in one sitting but i hope u guys enjoy!! requests coming soon
