Reaction to their s/o catching the bouquet at a wedding
summary: the title says it all basically!
pairings: timeskip!chifuyu x reader; ran x reader; rindou x reader; kokonoi x reader
warnings: implied fem!reader but no pronouns used; ran calls reader "princess"; a bit suggestive here and there but otherwise just fluff
a/n: my first tokyo revengers post, yayy!! i thought about writing for five characters at first bc i dropped the bullet points for this one but this post is already a lot longer than the others, so I left it at four (sorry mitsuya)
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CHIFUYU
You were sitting next to your boyfriend at a finely decked table, chatting away with your old friends from school, joking about how tearful the groom had gotten in front of the altar. Despite the wedding reception going on for about three hours already, everyone was still in high spirits. The food was good, cocktail hour had already settled in everyone´s bloodstream and the hired DJ was doing a phenomenal job.
During the reception, the wedding pair, Hina and Takemichi, had been playing various games like answering questions by holding up the shoe of the respective person. Nahoya and Souta had been the ones interviewing the pair and you really admired the way they worked the crowd. But now that the guests had been sitting and chatting for a while it was finally time for the part most of Hina´s friends had been looking forward to: the bouquet toss.
All of you gathered on the dance floor, most giggling like excited schoolgirls, while the more reluctant ones were dragged along by their friends. You had to give it to Mitsuya: he had really outdone himself with Hina´s dress. When she moved to stand in front of the expectant crowd and turned to face the other way, the sparkly embroidery seemed as though it was a million tiny stars on a white sky.
“Okay, everyone, are you ready? We won´t have any cheating, none of you conspired so a special someone catches the bouquet, right?” Draken had snatched the mic and was building the tension among the guests. At the indignant “No!” from the crowd, he raised his hands in defence.
“Alright, alright, just making sure. Well, gentlemen, if your lady is standing on the dance floor right now, I really hope you can afford the wedding because I can see the determination in everyone´s eyes.” A nervous chuckle went through the room, while some of the guys that came alone elbowed their buddies teasingly. “Well then, Hina, if you´d do use to honour.” At the countdown, the bride threw the flowers high up in the air and into the outstretched arms of the waiting girls.
Although he had been part of many fights back when he was a teen, from his seat at the table, Chifuyu wasn´t able to see who came out victorious. That was until Hakkai tapped him on the shoulder with a cheeky grin and pointed him towards the centre of the slowly dissolving sea of people. Beaming at him was you and in your outstretched hands, you held the flower bouquet, proudly showing it off. He could feel his face growing hot and he fought the overwhelming urge to take his suit jacket off.
“Ahhh, baby, I caught it!! Can you believe it”, you squeal, basically throwing yourself into his arms. Despite his thrown off state, he still caught you easily and spun you, around making you giggle even more. Your friends were flocking over, congratulating you on managing to catch the flowers, while the former Toman members patted your (still) boyfriend on the back, asking when the wedding would be held.
After the wedding had ended, you were both sitting on the couch in sweatpants, watching a random rom-com. On the coffee table in front of was your catch of the day, beautifully arranged in a cute vase.
“You know, Matsuno, please don´t feel pressured just because of some bouquet yeah?”, you hum. While you would´ve married him on the spot if given the opportunity, you really wanted to be on the same page for this big step in your lives.
“Don´t worry too much about it, (y/n). Actually, I was happy to see how excited you got afterwards. It was very cute. And reassuring. You remember when I bought you that necklace for your last birthday?” Of course, you remember, you basically never took it off. You tilt your head for him to continue. “Well, it´s not the only thing I got that day.”
The gears in your head started turning when he slid off the couch and got on one knee in front of you. “Matsuno-“
Chifuyu gently took your hand in his and when you looked into his eyes you saw nothing but love and sincerity. “To be honest, this is not how I imagined this to happen. I thought maybe a romantic dinner or a scenic walk in the park but how could I pass up an opportunity like this? (y/n), I´ve never been more certain about anything in my life than asking you this question.”
While you were clasping your hands over your mouth, trying to hold back tears, Chifuyu pulled out a small black box he had been hiding.
“(y/n), will you marry me?”
As an answer you basically tackled him to the ground, peppering kisses all over his face cupped between your hands, mumbling “yes” over and over again, causing your fiancé to chuckle and a cheeky grin to spread on his face “Eager, are we? But I thought you were supposed to wait with this until the wedding night.”
This earned him a light whack to the chest although there was absolutely no ill intent behind it. Once you had calmed down a bit, he took your left hand again and slipped the slim silver band on your fourth finger before placing a soft kiss on it.
“See, darling, you have nothing to worry about.”
RAN
Normally, Ran tried to keep you away from anything related to his work. But he supposed bringing you to the wedding of his fellow executive was worth it, if it meant he got to see your eyes sparkle like that just a bit longer.
If he wasn´t busy being a gang member, your boyfriend could be quite the romantic. So, it didn´t surprise you one bit, when he pulled you to the dance floor every chance he got. And you couldn´t possibly be bothered by it when this handsome man guided you through every dance so elegantly. It´s not like you´ve never seen him in a suit before, after all, he wore them almost on the daily, but there was something about him tonight that made it impossible for you to look away from him.
“Something the matter, princess? Falling for me again perhaps?” he teased you as he dipped you slightly lower than before, which your heart only survived because you trusted him fully.
“What? Is it forbidden now that I look at my boyfriend? Especially when he put so much effort in his outfit?” You ran your fingers lightly over the muscles that were clearly tangible even through the thick layers of clothing. “But fine, if it bothers you so much, should I maybe look at someone else? Oh isn´t that Kakucho over there? My, he surely knows how to make a suit work for him, wouldn´t you agree? And looking at Rindou, I can see that being pretty must run in the family.”
At this, his hand on your waist tightened and he pulled you closer to him. The low and warning “Princess” that came from him sent a tingle down your spine but you pushed the feeling down. For now. As the dance came to an end, you cupped Ran´s face and give him a chaste kiss on the lips.
“Sorry, baby. You know I´m just teasing, right? I only have eyes for you after all.”
“Well, it wouldn´t be fun if you didn´t drive me a bit crazy every now and then. Especially because you´re always so cute when you make it up to me, yeah?” Whispering the last sentence in your ear, he straightened back up and led you back to your seats. Sometimes you wondered why you even felt bad when he always managed to spin the situation around so that you were the flustered one having to fight down the rosiness spreading to your cheeks.
Your banter went on for the rest of the wedding reception, well, that was until the bride announced that she would now toss her bouquet. At first, you weren´t sure if you should even get up because you didn´t know her that well. However, most of the girls assured you that it would be fine since a lot of them were the partners of other gang members and there had been two separate wedding celebrations anyway. It made sense, you thought, considering who the groom was, that the couple decided not to have the two groups mix.
So, with new spirits, you linked arms with the women you knew best and were swept into the excited crowd. Ran was watching from the sidelines, clearly amused at how easily the enthusiasm of the others rubbed off on you.
What he didn´t expect though, was for you to almost make flying receive while diving for the bouquet. If a scout for an NFL team had been there you would´ve probably been hired. You helped up some of the people that had taken a fall because apparently catching the bouquet was more of a fight when the crowd was made up of gang members and their s/os and then held up the flowers triumphantly.
You spotted Ran still at the table where you left him and sauntered over with a grin and a facial expression that basically read “You know what this means”. The men around your boyfriend lost it with how you were behaving, teasing him about who was actually wearing the pants in your relationship.
Sure, you were doing this partly to get back at him but you also wanted to gauge his reaction to the idea of possibly marrying you. Just like before, he showed a bothersome lack of reaction until you stepped close enough so he could suddenly pull you into him. Now that you were practically sitting sideways on his lap, he wrapped his hand around your waist again.
“Well, if you wanted to marry me this badly, you should´ve just said so, princess. I can´t wait to brag to everyone about my cute little spouse.”
RINDOU
You were having the time of your life, hitting the dance floor with some of your old friends. After not seeing them for what felt like forever you were excited at the chance to catch up with them. Not to mention that one of them actually got married today.
Sadly, your boyfriend Rindou couldn´t attend the wedding, he still had some business to deal with. But then again, you´re not sure how happy the newlyweds would´ve been if you had brought one of the Haitani brothers to their big day.
So here you were, chatting the night away with your besties, which brought back lots of memories from when you guys used to go out together much more often. You´d been exchanging stories about what and who everyone was up to, laughing at stupid ideas or plotting revenge against a cheating ex.
At one point, the bride had to excuse herself because “there was one more thing to do” and your curious stares followed her all the way to the front, where she picked up her bouquet of white and red roses from the wedding ceremony. Instantly recognising what she was on about, your table started giggling and throwing playful threats at each other.
“All of you, don´t even think about catching that bouquet or I´m never going shopping with you ever again”, (f/n) jokingly whined.
“A win-win situation then?” you quipped back, making the whole table erupt in gleeful laughter again. It earned you a flick to the forehead and some glares from the guests around you but none of you really cared.
“Does that mean, if (y/n) somehow manages to catch those roses we´ll finally meet that mystery boyfriend of yours?”, the brunette propped her head on her head and looked at you expectantly.
“I´d have to invite you to the wedding first”, you dead-panned. It´s not like you wanted to keep your relationship a secret from them but how do you explain to your very normal group of friends that your boyfriend was a member of Japan´s most dangerous gang?
“Boo (y/n), you kill-joy. That scared we´d steal him?”
“Ooohhh, maybe he´s a celebrity and that´s why you have to keep your relationship under wraps.”
“Or maybe-“
Before they could make up even more outlandish conspiracy theories about just who your elusive boyfriend was, the guests were asked to gather around for the bouquet toss. You guys were shoving each other like little children, all determined to get your hands on the beautifully wrapped flowers.
What your friends didn´t know, however, as the s/o of Rindou Haitani you had learned some useful tricks on how to win the upper hand in a scuffle and you were damned if you didn´t apply this knowledge here. So, just as you expected, the one holding a bouquet of roses and wearing a smug grin was you.
After you had sat down and your friends stopped complaining about how it wasn´t fair (though you could tell they were happy for you), you took out your phone. You sent Rindou a selfie holding up the roses and a text reading “LOOK WHAT I CAUGHT” and put it face down on the table. It didn´t take long for you to get a response that almost made you snort.
Idiot <;3: Throw it back
Rolling your eyes at his typical stoic behaviour you quickly shot a text back.
You: Nope, sorry, no can do. No returns allowed
You: Don´t you want to marry me, love?
Rindou groaned at your text. He knew that you didn´t mean it and that you were just poking fun at him but he felt a bit guilty nonetheless. Truth to be told, he had been thinking about this for a long, long time. First of all, he needed to be sure the feelings were mutual and while he was sure you loved him, he didn´t know if you were ready to take things to the next step yet. If he still needed more confirmation that you wanted this, it came in the form of your friends.
Brat <;3: voice message (0:22)
When he played the message, he heard the voice he expected only faintly in the background, shouting to give the phone back.
“Hi there, (y/n)´s mystery boy. We´ve never met but your s/o fought pretty hard to get that bouquet just now so we´re guessing you can´t be that bad.” “Also, we want to be invited to the wedding, okay bye!”
Brat <;3: Sorry about them🙄
Brat <;3:They´re drunk, don´t take them seriously
Rindou chuckled but decided he´d have to thank your friends when he met them for giving him the push he needed.
Back at the wedding reception, you were pinching the bridge of your nose exasperatedly when the notification sound of your phone pulled you out of your thoughts. What you read made you want to punch the girls by your side, then kiss them.
Idiot <;3: Do you mean the part about you fighting for that bouquet? I thought it was cute
Idiot <;3: But to come back to your question from earlier
Idiot <;3:There´s something I´ve been meaning to ask you but I´m not doing it over text
Idiot <;3: So better come home quickly, darling <3
KOKONOI
If you had to describe your environment at the moment, the only word that came to mind was fancy. You were currently attending the wedding reception of the daughter of one of Koko´s closest business partners. Given those circumstances, it was natural that everything was a bit more…grand than you´d normally see.
Even though you didn´t expect it at first, you were really enjoying yourself. Standing at the glass front of the penthouse, you switched between admiring the city skyline and your outfit. You were dressed to the nines, happy that Koko chose your attire or you would´ve definitely been underdressed.
With one arm linked with your boyfriend´s and a glass of champagne in hand, you were engrossed in a conversation with one of the brides, while Koko seemed to be talking business with some people you didn´t recognise. What you didn´t pick up on were the lovestruck glances he threw your way here and there. Sure, he picked your outfit but he couldn´t quite get used to how stunning you actually looked in it.
Your attention was pulled away from the woman opposite you when it was announced that the bouquet tosses would be happening. Yeah, plural. Two brides, two bouquets to be tossed. As you were excitedly pulled along, you barely managed to shove your champagne in Koko´s hands, who only shot you an amused wink and watched as you were swept into the forming crowd.
The bride you were talking to before was the first to toss her flowers and they just so happened to fly into the general direction of her friends in the front. There was a burst of laughter from a couple guys who you supposed were buddies of the man who had almost no time to catch his girlfriend but somehow managed to anyway.
Next up was the daughter of Koko´s business partner. Through the commotion the first girl caused, you had somehow ended up further in the front than before. You must´ve imagined it but you could´ve sworn she gave someone in the back a conspiratorial wink as she turned around. The guests counted her down as she gave the bouquet a few practice flicks upwards.
What you didn´t expect was for her to turn back around, stride over and hand the carefully wrapped flowers to you. When you just gave her a confused look, she grabbed your shoulders and spun you around. The guests had parted to make room for Koko who was standing in front of you, looking into your eyes expectantly.
“Hajime, what´s going on?”
“Well, pretty, what does it look like?” With that he got down on one knee, pulling a ring box from the pockets of his black slacks. “There´s been a question on my mind for a while now and I´d like to hear your answer to it.”
“And what would that be?”, you asked and you could do nothing to stop tears from forming and gathering at your lash line.
“Will you marry me, (y/n)?” You thought, in that moment, you could see every star reflect in Koko´s eyes and in your mind there has only ever been one possible answer.
“Yes, Hajime, yes. Yes, I will.”
And while the crowd around you broke out in cheers and shouted congratulations, you barely registered anything except for the man in front of you, who gently slipped the mesmerising ring on your finger. In true Koko fashion, he went all out and bought a ring that probably cost more than some people´s cars or houses. But that´s not what made it valuable to you. He could´ve proposed to you with a fun-sized pretzel and you would´ve treasured it ´til the end of your life.
You pulled your fiancé up and into a kiss that you´d hoped would convey everything you felt right now because you couldn´t possibly put it into words. He seemed to understand though and made a mental note to give you a more detailed confession when you got home tonight. But for now, he was content with simply holding you a bit longer.
“I love you, Hajime.”
“I love you more, pretty.”
