Whenever you're talking, he'll always pay close attention to you. If he isn't doing something else while talking with you, he'll lean towards you slightly and keep eye contact to show that he's interested in what you're saying, and he'll hum, nod and make little comments throughout to prove he's listening.
If you're with a group, he'll listen to you over anyone else. Even if no one else is listening to you, he always will. If other people are talking too loudly while you're trying to speak, he'll tell them to shut up so that you can say what you wanted to.
It's important to him that you feel heard, and like he will always listen to you. He cares about you, after all, he wants to always hear what you have to say.
Itoshi Sae
Whenever you go anywhere together that he knows people will pay attention to him, particularly people like reporters or paparazzi, he will make sure to shield you from them to protect your privacy.
When he notices people looking at you guys when you're out on dates, he'll move so that he's blocking you from their view. When you go to his games, he'll give you one of his oversized hoodies so you can hide your face better until you're inside and away from as many prying eyes.
It's important to him that you're able to live a normal life, however you want to, and the attention he gets should not impact that. He just want you to be comfortable and happy.
Bachira Meguru
If anyone is ever rude to you, or flirts with you, this man is immediately ready to throw hands. He's willing to fight anyone that he feels is being threatening to you in anyway. He just wants to protect you.
If you are out together, he will be sticking as close to you as he can, not wanting to leave you alone for a second. He'll notice every single person that even glances at you, making sure to keep notes of the people that looked at you in a way he didn't like.
Your sweet and goofy boyfriend can switch up in a second when he returns from the bathroom or from getting you a drink and finds someone talking to you, their face way too close to yours. His glare sends chills down your spine, even though you know he would never direct a look like that at you. You can only imagine how it feels to be looked at that way, especially when he says that they can discuss it outside if there's a problem.
Kunigami Rensuke
He'll do a lot of very tiny things that he doesn't even notice he does, like pulling you away from the stove if there's hot oil spitting in your direction, and placing his hand on corners when he notices if looks like you may bump into it.
It's very important to him that you're safe and nothing happens to you, no matter how small it may be. He would hate to have you get even a little bit hurt while you're with him.
It is possibly the sweetest thing ever when you bump into his hand and realise that it was covering a corner so you wouldn't bruise yourself. It really shows how much he loves and cares for you.
♡ contains: 401 words. fluff, just rin being stupidly cute
♡ summary: rin finds it hard to say I love you, so he says nonsense instead.
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rin doesn't tell you the words ‘I love you’
it's not that he doesn't want to; it's just that he can't do it. and it's not because he doesn't love you–oh no, it's quite the opposite, actually.
rin loves you too much that he couldn't choke out the syllables, couldn't say those words directly, out loud. embarrassment floods his system before he could even say it to you. it doesn't matter how many times he practices those lines, it always turns out robotic, it's frustrating for him really.
he thinks it's because you look at him with those eyes—those angelic, mesmerizing eyes. it makes him feel small and frail, makes him feel like half the man he is. that's why every time he stares at your eyes his tongue goes numb, can't pronounce anything right, as if he forgets how to speak, as if his vocabulary had mysteriously disappeared.
rin also thinks it's because of your lips, so kissable. that whenever his gaze lands on them, it's like there's this strange feeling in his chest—sparks that crackle beneath his skin, tempting him to feel it against his own.
but mostly, rin blames it on your pretty face. whenever he looks at you, at your winsome appearance, it sends cartwheels in his stomach. makes him want to curl into your side and wrap his arms around you; it makes him momentarily forget that he's in public so he has to keep up his cold and serious image.
so instead of saying those three loving words, he murmurs obscure confessions instead—something that would make anyone raise their eyebrows on, but for you, you understand it so easily.
you knew it all too well, so when he winds his arms around your waist, pulling you even closer as you both dance in sync with the slow love song playing in the background, he would whisper it in your ears.
then you'll smile at him, at his serious yet adoring gaze, place a chaste kiss on his lips and say “I love you too rin.”
and despite him being teased as an ‘unromantic and cold boyfriend’ by your friends, his teammates and a bunch of people online, you know that by the time the moon peaks, the surroundings began to dim, when he feels like you're in deep slumber—he’ll say those words confidently, a lovesick grin plastered on his face.
♡ contains: 1k+ words. MDNI, smut, characters are aged up (18+), afab reader, teensy fluff, oral (f! receiving), use of pet names (angel, good girl), kissing
♡ summary: you have trouble sleeping and rin just knows what to do to help you fall asleep.
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you want to sleep, really you do but it's like there's something keeping you awake.
whether it's because you're excited or nervous for tomorrow, you honestly don't care—all you want is to lay comfortably by your boyfriend's side, close your eyes and sleep soundly until the sound of your alarm wakes you up the next morning, seems like you won't have that kind of luxury tonight.
“go to sleep” rin must've felt your incessant movement: tossing and turning in hopes that you could find a comfortable spot that could make you fall asleep easily.
he scoots closer to you, eyes still closed as he wraps an arm around your waist to prevent you from moving further.
“I can't” you whined. drowsiness is weighing down on you, your eyes already drooping but your brain refuses to let you have a peaceful night, still active, torturing you into being awake for hours.
“you can, just close your eyes and stop moving” he groans, burying his face into the pillow. “wow, that's so helpful, thank you very much rin” you replied, sarcasm coating your words.
“stop being nervous then you could sleep”
“how can I not be nervous if I'm going to meet my boyfriend's family tomorrow?”
rin sighed, already frustrated, his hand that was on your waist tightens, “you're just meeting them, what's to be nervous about?”
you turned to face him, his eyes were now open, staring at yours. he was about to speak when you flicked his forehead, “duh, because it's your family, I have to leave a good impression or else they won't like me”
rin rubbed the spot where you flicked him, “that’s stupid” he pinched your cheeks, gaze still glued on to yours, “they’ll like you trust me and if they don't then so be it.”
“that’s reassuring but I still can't sleep” rin sits up, his back facing you. “you really want to sleep huh?” you nod, wanting nothing more than to rest your already exhausted body and to save energy for tomorrow.
“fine” he turns to you, there's something sinister that flickers through the corner of his eyes, something that sends your stomach ablaze, exploding into a million pieces. rin lowers himself, his breath tickling your ear, fingers twirling a strand of your hair.
“I know something that can make you fall asleep” before you could even ask him what it was, his free hand had moved from your side, lingering to your clothed stomach and into your thighs that are pressed together. you spread your legs to make room for him, earning a ‘good girl’ and a kiss on your cheek.
rin slides a finger over your panties, feeling it grow wetter each passing second, you drew in a sharp breath from the sensation of his fingers over your clothed cunt.
“h-how can this help?” he let out a breathy laugh, he sounded so hot, so hot that it made you squirm even more.
“you easily fall asleep after we do naughty things.” without leaving you room for rebuttals, rin captures your lips in a searing kiss, lips moving together in perfect harmony, dancing with pure lust.
rin gently traps your bottom lip in between his teeth, giving it a gentle bite, you whine, giving him an entrance to push his tongue inside.
rin doesn't waste time in claiming every part of your mouth, the sound of your lips clashing and him sucking your tongue occasionally fills the room. he pulls away first, a thin string of saliva connecting the both of you.
“what do you think?”
“w-what about you?”
“huh?”
“i-i mean you won't get to you know, isn't that unfair?”
god if you know just how cute you look in that moment.
rin laughs, moving from his position to your side, to in between your spread legs. “that’s so sweet of you, even worrying about me” he hooked his fingers into the waistband of your panties, the pads of his fingertips brushed against your warm, soft skin.
“you’re so kind, angel”
rin sunk his teeth into his lip, a primal groan rumbled in his chest, as he removed the last article of clothing from you, a string of arousal clinging into the fabric.
tossing your panties to the side, he lowered his face, placed a kiss on your thigh, barely close to the spot where you need him the most, “but you know, you don't have to be worried about me.”
he places a kiss on your clit–soft, gentle, but the sadistic look on his face says otherwise, “I’ve been satisfying myself away from you this whole time, if I didn't then I would be deep inside you right now.” that was the last thing he said before he delved into your pussy.
rin’s tongue traced the length of your dripping slit, so eager, so willing to please. your hands gripped the bed sheets tightly, back arching as he worked his tongue inside you, the sweet taste of your pussy dancing on the tip of his tongue, lingering in the back of his throat.
“fuck” he curses, coats of your essence started to dribble from down on his chin from the erratic movements of his tongue, drool dripping from the corner of his lips as he ate you out like a man starved.
he parted your folds with his tongue, twirling it teasingly around your aching cunt before latching back onto your clit.your hands flew to his hair, pushing him even deeper, rin moans against your dripping hole from the sensation, his eyes blown with lust and desire.
the pleasure that gnaws at the pit of your stomach makes you want to shut your eyes, to fall deeply into the pit of ecstasy but you couldn't, you don't want to, not when your boyfriend is putting an erotic show all for you, to help you.
rin’s mouth worked like magic, had you trembling within minutes, hot coil winding tight in the pit of your stomach as you rocked your hips against his face.
“s’too much gonna cum” you warned, toes curling into the soles of your feet as you squirmed, your body becoming rapidly overwhelmed with the pleasure rin brings you.
“yeah? then cum, cum for me” your pussy throbbed as the coil in your stomach finally snapped, eyes snapping shut as your body trembled from the intensity of your orgasm.
after rin makes sure to slurp all of your juices, he pulls back from his position, wiping your arousal from his chin and mouth. he takes a look at you, at your already asleep figure, see he was right, you do fall asleep faster if he use this method.
♡ summary: it's foolish to think that everything could last because everything has an end, just like your relationship with rin.
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your relationship with rin hasn't always been this frustrating.
it wasn't always shrouded with anger, silence, indifference, exhaustion–it wasn't like an abandoned home. the relationship you had before reminds you of a glasshouse, filled with delicate flowers, lively trees, embellished with such fancy decorations.
but the longer you stare, at him, at the house you shared, the harder it is to find that very glasshouse.
at times, you feel like the center of everyone's attention, compliments were thrown from all directions, a paragon of a picture perfect couple that could withstand even the deadliest of calamity.
and naively, you believe them. you believe that in every argument, a little comfort could mend it. in every misunderstanding, an apology could fix it. and in every agonizing word, swallowing it would be the best possible solution.
there were moments you couldn't forget, times where rin would show you just how much he loves you. greets you when he gets home, places a loving kiss on your lips as he bids you goodbye, whispers sweet words of confession as he drifts off to sleep—but it all crumbles, lost within the pits of the past.
as the relationship gradually reaches its ending, you could feel the change in his aura.
his usual affectionate demeanor was nowhere to be seen, morphed into something aching to an uncaring stranger. the warmth in his embrace disappeared, it feels like the gush of wind during the winter season, cold, frigid.
the sparks in his eyes that used to be blooming with love and delight were gone, no matter how long you search for it, it's futile—he's already gone, the rin you used to love is gone.
the delicate glasshouse you used to cherish becomes old, rundown, filled with pests and withering plants—a sign that it's insoluble. still, you hold on to its entrance, you hold on to rin’s heart despite seeing the obvious look on his face.
your heart pounds; in anger, sorrow, desperation, eyes fixated on his figure. you watched with glassy eyes as his jaw clenched, one hand massaging his temples—it's a look that he's about to lose every single fiber of his patience, with this relationship, with you. at this point you should've been quiet.
“what happened? why did you change rin?”
but the words just easily slipped out of your lips, wanting to break free and be answered. the question lingers in the air, and with every passing second it makes you regret even asking him, it becomes much worse the moment you search for his reaction, his response.
“i fell out of love” it stings, like acid permeating your skin. “I just- I don't know, it's just one day I realized that I'm not in love with you like I used to.” it becomes more unbearable with every syllable he speaks.
it's difficult to remain standing at this point, like your knees would give up any second, but it's even harder to look at the face of the man you love with all of your heart. you turned your back, swallowing the excruciating lump in your throat before you spoke up one last time.
“let’s break up” rin freezes in his spot, lets you leave the apartment, lets you leave the glasshouse that was once your relationship, it was the last thing you saw, a lukewarm expression–something that didn't surprise you.
you would've told him a lot of things, cursed him to satiate your anger, asked him for explanations but you couldn't, you don't want to. it's not like asking him would change anything; it's not like his answers could fix your already broken relationship.
escaping from this heartbreaking situation is the only option you have.
the outdoor breeze didn't faze you, not when the only thing you could register is the shattering of your heart, the moments during the breakup replaying in your mind and the tears that cascaded in your cheeks as you trudge your feet further away from the house you both shared.
you were wrong to think that the love he has for you would remain for the longest of time, to think that your relationship is as resilient as they make it out to be.
because now, like how the glasshouse you used to treasure crumbles, your relationship with rin, has finally reached its ending.
