Synopsis: in which you’re being flirted with by some guy at the bar, and after showing your disinterest- he asks the question, “but can he fight?”
Featuring: Shinichiro, Izana, Sanzu, Taiju, Ran, Rindo, Koko, and Inupi.
Notes from the Batcave: for ✨this✨ request.
(Mikey, Draken, Baji, Kazutora, Mitsuya, Pah, Chifuyu, and Takemichi here)
“I’m not interested. Sorry.”
You give the guy at the bar a tight-lipped smile, hoping to get rid of him. He’s been talking for ten minutes straight and his cologne is starting to make your eyes water from how close he’s hovering.
He just laughs, leaning in closer, "C’mon, don’t be like that. Where is this imaginary boyfriend, anyway?"
"He’s not imaginary. He’s right over there." You subtly nod towards the back of the bar where your boyfriend is sitting with his friends.
The guy glances over, a smirk on his face, "Okay, so you got a boyfriend. But can he fight?"
Just as he finishes the sentence, a hand lands on his shoulder. You didn't even need to look to know who it was. The guy tenses and turns around, his cocky smile faltering as he sees your boyfriend standing there, with his friends not far behind.
Shinichiro Sano
He gives a sheepish smile like the question caught him off guard. “Can I fight? …I can hold my own.”
But then he glances at you, notices you’re uncomfortable, and his easygoing demeanor shifts, his gaze sharpens, and he subtly steps between you and the guy.
Shinichiro won’t brag, but he will make it clear the conversation’s over with a quiet, “Let’s not go there, alright?”
Izana Kurokawa
He doesn’t even blink.
He just tilts his head, looking the guy up and down with a faint smirk, “You’re asking the wrong question. What you should be asking is- can you?”
He’ll let that hang in the air like a loaded threat. If the guy dares to push back, Izana’s eyes go sharp and lethal, all calm façade gone.
Haruchiyo Akashi
Sanzu hears the question and just starts laughing, a low, unsettling laugh that goes on too long.
Then, still smiling like he’s in on a private joke, he steps forward, “Why don’t you find out? Could be fun.”
It’s not just about fighting for Sanzu, it’s about messing with the guy’s head until he regrets speaking to you at all.
Taiju Shiba
Before the guy can even finish the question, Taiju’s shadow is already falling over him, “You wanna say that again?”
He doesn’t have to yell, the sheer weight of his voice and the way he towers over people does all the work.
The guy backs up? Good. Keeps talking? Taiju will gladly make it physical.
Ran Haitani
Ran grins like this is the funniest thing he’s heard all week, “Oh, that’s cute, I don’t fight. I win.”
His tone is lazy, but the way he casually leans closer is calculated, it’s intimidation dressed up in charm.
And if the guy doesn’t take the hint, Ran will happily escalate and prove his point.
Rindou Haitani
He doesn’t even bother answering right away, just stares at the guy, tilting his head slowly, letting the silence stretch until it’s uncomfortable, “…You really wanna find out?”
There’s no bravado, no raised voice, just that cold, matter-of-fact delivery that makes it clear he’s not bluffing.
Hajime Kokonoi
He scoffs and looks away like the question isn’t even worth answering, “Can I fight? …I don’t need to. But if I did, you wouldn’t be standing long enough to tell anyone about it.”
Koko’s more about control and intimidation than brawling, but if forced, he’ll fight dirty and finish it fast.
Seishu Inui
Inupi’s reaction is almost unnervingly calm, he meets the guy’s eyes and simply says, “Yeah. I can.”
No smirk, no raised voice, just a level tone that somehow makes it more intimidating because you know he means it.
And if the guy presses, Inupi won’t waste words, he’ll act.
Scene: Bonten men eating you out. 😼
Characters: Sanzu, Mikey, Ran, Rindou, Kakucho, Kokonoi, Takeomi. (Sorry, Mochi :<)
Tags: Fem!reader! Smut! Oral (F. receiving)! Fingering! Dirty talk!
Note: My first time posting smut 😢 hope its good. Also, English isn't my first language. My bad for any mistakes but hope you guys enjoy 🍽
divider crdts: @/diviniyae (red diamonds divider), @/cafekitsune (mdni divider), @/omi-resources (red line divider)
🌹 - Mikey
Mikey eats pussy like he’s trying to forget who he is. Silent, focused, and starving—like you’re the only thing grounding him in the moment. Silent, slow, and deliberate. He doesn’t say much—doesn’t need to. His eyes are heavy-lidded and unreadable as he works his tongue against you, calm and methodical like he’s trying to memorize the way you fall apart. He doesn’t rush. He doesn’t stop. He’ll pin your hips with an iron grip, unmoving, because he hates when you squirm away. There’s something intimate and almost reverent in the way he does it—like he doesn’t think he deserves you, but he’s going to worship you anyway. You’ll come more than once. He won’t say a word. He’ll just rest his head on your thigh afterward, quiet and exhausted like he just pulled himself back from the edge.
🌹 - Sanzu
There’s nothing soft about the way Sanzu eats pussy—he doesn’t aim to please. He aims to ruin. It’s raw, relentless, and loud. He spits, licks, sucks with tongue and teeth, and doesn't care how wrecked you are. If you cry, he’ll smirk. If you moan too loud, he’ll cover your mouth with his hand and keep going, not missing a beat. He moans into you like he’s high off the taste (he probably is), and it only spurs him to go harder. He’s got one hand between your thighs, two fingers buried knuckle-deep, curling just right as his mouth drags over your clit with messy, desperate greed. He talks during it, voice wrecked and slurred “That’s it. Come on, give it to me. Fuck, you taste so good...” And when you're shaking, too sensitive to breathe, he'll look up with a bloodshot grin and ask if you're done—because he isn’t.
🌹 - Rindou
Rindou doesn’t look like much of a giver—until you’re spread out and he’s buried between your thighs, whining softly into your cunt like he’s hooked on the taste. He’s a little rough, a little impatient, but so fucking eager. He loves being used. Will bury his face in you and rut his hips into the mattress just from how good you sound. He’s so sloppy—spit, tongue, fingers curled inside you, like he needs all of it at once. He uses his fingers a lot—fast, deep, curling hard while his mouth sucks your clit like it owes him something. His voice is always a little shaky, like he’s overwhelmed but addicted. He’s the type to mutter “one more” five times in a row until you’re completely overstimulated, legs trembling, begging him to stop—and that’s when he finally pulls back and kisses your thigh, satisfied and wrecked.
🌹 - Ran
Ran treats oral like foreplay and domination all at once. He knows what he’s doing—knows how slow to go, how soft to make it before dragging you straight off the edge. He’ll press a kiss to your inner thigh, hold eye contact, and say something low like, “You gonna behave for me?” And then he devours you. He makes it obscene—spreads you open with two long fingers, kisses your clit, licks slow and lazy while making eye contact, like he’s savoring a glass of wine. And just when you think he’s done tormenting you, he dives in, tongue fucking you deep while his fingers rub circles until your legs are shaking. You’ll be ruined and wrecked—and he’ll wipe his mouth with the back of his hand and say, “You taste better than I remembered.”
🌹 - Kokonoi
Kokonoi eats you out like he's trying to forget everything else. Not like it’s a performance, not like he's showing off—like it’s the one place he can breathe. He moves slow at first, tongue soft, deliberate, hands gripping your thighs like he needs to keep you close or he’ll spiral. He doesn't talk much during it, but his eyes say everything—half-lidded, dark, focused like you're the only thing in the room that feels real. When you moan, he groans against you like he can feel it. When your hips buck, he tightens his grip, exhales a curse, and buries himself deeper like he's starving. His rhythm is steady, thoughtful—but there's this edge, like he’s trying to lose himself in you. Like he needs to. He doesn’t stop when you come. Just slows, softens, mouth dragging against you with quiet reverence until your body goes limp under his touch. Then he rests his head against your thigh, breathing you in. “You’re everything,” he’ll whisper, barely audible—like it slipped out by accident. And maybe it did. But he doesn’t take it back.
🌹 - Kakucho
Kakucho is controlled. Precise. He worships you with his mouth like he’s praying—slow licks, perfect pressure, like he memorized what makes you unravel. He looks up at you the whole time, watching every reaction, and if your breath hitches even a little, he doubles down. He doesn’t do anything halfway, and that includes getting on his knees for you. He’s focused—tongue slow and consistent, fingers curled just right, eyes locked on you to read every twitch of your body. He won’t stop until you come undone completely, until you’re gasping and crying his name, and then he’ll kiss your thighs with reverence like you’re something holy. He eats like he loves. With quiet devotion and no mercy.
🌹 - Takeomi
Takeomi eats you out like he’s got nothing to prove and everything to enjoy. He’s slow. Deep. Methodical. A veteran at this. It’s slow, almost maddening. He’s going to taste every inch of you, feel every twitch and moan. One hand on your thigh, the other lazily teasing between your folds until he’s sure you’re soaked. Then his mouth takes over—tongue firm and deliberate, sucking and rolling against your clit with practiced ease. He doesn’t say much, but when he does, it’s low and rough and just shy of mocking “Look at you, so fucking needy. You were talkin’ big a minute ago.” And when you come for him, he hums like it’s the best thing he’s tasted in years. Then he wipes his mouth, lights a cigarette, and tells you you’re not going anywhere—he’s not done yet.
Hey girl got a request,so like let’s say bonten is having a meeting with a new criminal organization gang that came in to come up with a deal,and while we are just sitting in the back looking at our new sparkly items Koko bought us,and the new criminal organization gang calls us out saying it’s disrespectful and rude calling us names..And bonten doesn’t like that one bit..So yeah I want them to react to that
hope it makes sense 😔😍🤺🤺
SAVE ME FROM MY WRITER'S BLOCK, ANON - HERE WE GO, NO MARIO. Hope you enjoy and thank you for requesting~!
pairing: bonten x fem!reader
warnings: mature language, misogynistic undertones (from another gang), implied violence, guns mentioned, reader is criminally oblivious (love that for her), guard-dog!bonten supremacy, sanzu gets his own warning lol and i think that's it.
notes: yall. can you believe i actually wrote this in one sitting? without stopping?? wild concept for me, haven't been able to do that in a good minute *knock on wood*, but i hope you enjoy! more stuff coming soon ♡
Upon the arrival of the recently developed organization, officially known as Kaiju, things already weren’t off to a great start. They were late, clocked at about twenty minutes past schedule. Excuses poured from them like a broken faucet, blaming their tardiness on traffic, which the members were willing to give the benefit of the doubt, some more than others. Then, they were unprepared. Scrambling about with their half-assed introduction mixed with a sloppily thrown together presentation, it was insulting at worst.
Here they were, biggest in the game, offering an opportunity to help underground operatives make a name for themselves..and this is how they want to showcase their potential? Mikey waved it off when his number three voiced this flaw, merely chalking it up with inexperience–Everyone has to start somewhere, right?
But. Finally came strike three. The one thing, the most damning thing they could’ve ever done to have mercy jump right out the window and straight to hell, was when one of their foolish members spoke ill of you.
It was supposed to be taken as a joke, something controversial in a room amongst men, locker room talk if you would. Unfortunately for him and the rest of his team, Bonten didn’t see it that way. What was said wasn’t important, but the intent behind it was enough to make them hostile. And Kaiju would soon realize it too late despite no one laughing on that side of the room. If anything, the room grew colder. No matter who you looked at, venom consumed their gazes, a deathly aura building from their leader all the way to the advisors. The only reason no one reached for their gun, mowing them down in an array of bullets, was because you didn’t hear the disrespectful comment.
All gazes shifted over to you briefly, sitting pretty in your little area they set up just for you. They liked having you close by, even during something so mundane as a meeting, watching you happily paint your nails or open up all the shiny new trinkets they bought you. Kaiju should count themselves lucky that you had headphones on, blissfully listening to music, not a care in the world.
And it was going to stay that way.
By now, the dumbasses before them caught on to their grave error. Especially when Sanzu made a show of santuring over to you upon Mikey’s silent request, swiftly gathering you in his arms and carrying you to the head of the table. You squealed slightly in surprise, headphones slipping off your ears in the process as you held on to the pink-haired gangster, confused smile on your face. “Haru! You scared me!~”
“Sorry, doll. Boss wants ya to sit right here.” Sanzu gently sets you down on your awaited throne, Mikey having made room by scooting his chair back, welcoming you with open arms.
Still confused though not complaining, you merely shrugged before making yourself comfortable, snuggling more into the leader before putting your headphones back on. Mikey held you possessively, arms locked around you like a shield, placing a small kiss to your forehead. Message was sent; message soon received.
Kaiju’s leader began blubbering out more excuses, reprimanding his subordinate in the same breath for saying such a thing about Bonten’s trophy wife–
Guns are drawn instantly and zeroed in on every last one of them. Stunned to horrified silence, as were his underlings, they all stood frozen in fear as they stared down multiple barrels in every angle. Koko scoffed, “You must got a death wish, huh?”
“She’s no trophy, have some goddamn respect,” Mochi added, earning a sardonic chuckle from Ran.
“Big ask from idiots who have none. Couldn’t even bother to show up on time, now they wanna make jabs at our [_____]. I say we’ve been more than courteous, wouldn’t you agree, otouto?”
“Tsk. Let’s just waste ‘em. We’d be doing the streets a favor.”
“Great idea,” Sanzu and Takeomi answered in unison, the former sounding twice as eager.
The only ones placid were Kakucho and Mikey, one quietly observing whilst the other made sure you remained ignorant to the situation, angling you in his lap to where you were practically straddling him, phone still in hand as you watched a music video your favorite k-pop group dropped recently. The only sounds in the room were the panicked breathing of Kaiju and your melodic humming to the song. Mikey patted your head, satisfied that you were still your happy self. If any of those bastards made your smile drop even a centimeter, he would have their bodies fed to the dogs. With a small sigh, he and Kakucho eventually made eye contact. Then, he gave a small nod. “You were right. Should’ve killed them after that shitty presentation. Handle it.”
Kakucho gave a curt nod, then signaled for Kaiju to be apprehended. With guns still aimed at them, leaving them no choice but to grovel for mercy, the Haitanis along with Mochi and Takeomi forced them to march out of the room, and to their inevitable deaths, not wanting to startle you with the sight of bloodshed so early in the morning.
Sanzu was already dialing up reinforcements to help with cleanup and disposal, face beaming as he practically skipped out of the room. Kakucho gave one last look to you, then Mikey, then politely bowed before closing the door behind him on his way out. You jumped slightly, the song ending right when the door slammed shut, making you lift one of your headphones and look around in shock.
“Oh, is the meeting over already?”
Mikey reached up to thumb your lower lip, then reached up to playfully pinch your cheek. You grinned, gently swatting him away, so oblivious to the men you inadvertently sent to their demise all to protect that very smile. The former blonde shook his head, leaning on the armrest to rest his chin atop his knuckles. “No. Ended up being a waste of time. Don’t think you would’ve liked them.”
You chortled. “Doesn’t matter if I like them. It’s your business, silly.”
“Mm, you are our business, angel. And we like you more.”
When their partner asks for divorce how would they react?
Characters: Manjiro Sano/Mikey, Haruchiyo “Sanzu” Akashi, Kakucho Hitto, Ran Haitani, Rindou Haitani and Kokonoi Hajime (Separate - No Takeomi or Mocchi cause I don’t know them very well)
Part 2 of this
Warning: dead dove do not eat, character x reader, headcannon, domestic violence, mention of baby trap, mentions of violence, misogyny, sluts, no love in the marriage, Rindou is alcoholic, divorce, cheating, feminicide, spanking, bad stepmother, arguing, drugs, alcohol, possibly ooc characters but tried my best, , poorly written, bad English, angst? Probably
Manjiro Sano/Mikey - Bonten Leader
— He don’t care. Really, you could be cheating him or whatever you want, in fact he is kinda happy that you’re going away so he don’t have to worry about anyone anymore
— He will sign the divorce papers as soon as he receives and send to you again
— He also don’t care if you take his cards or his things, he don’t have anything he cares about so you can take everything
— Anyway, Sanzu cares, and he’s probably taking back everything you take from Mikey, even if Mikey himself don’t care
— In special dates a Bonten Man (probably Sanzu or Kakucho) is appearing at your door to give you a gift for Mikey son
Haruchiyo “Sanzu” Akashi - Bonten number 2
— You aren’t divorcing with him
— Really, you won’t, no matter if he don’t even look at your face anymore and just is l ying on the couch for 3 days with drug capsules all over the floor and foam coming out of his mouth
— He would rather be a widowed than a divorced, especially if you’re the one asking for divorce
— If you try to cheat him he wouldn’t think twice before putting a bullet in your head, or if not that you won’t see the light anyomore
— Say goodbye to your friends, family, work and probably your life too
Kakucho Hitto - Bonten number 3
— The sweetest one, probably
— He’s okay with that, mostly, he barely have time or feelings for the relationship and even if he still got some feelings deep inside him, he truly think it’s better this way
— He’s signing it in silence and if he’s in a very good mood he’s even helping to get your things out of his house!
— He could manage to let you stay for some days until you find a new place for you, but you’re sleeping in another room
— 6/10, he don’t care and barely show any emotion
— He’s taking care of any child you have, not every week, maybe not even every month, but when he can he send you a massage and takes the kid for a walk or whatever
Ran Haitani - Bonten Executive
— He dont want to be divorced, being married is a status thing for him and he needs to have someone in important things
— You aren’t divorcing, and even if you even tried to he would gaslight, manipulate and threat you
— Even if he’s fucking another girl at a party, its work, you don’t know how hard it is
— If he ever find out you are cheating him you would get a very hard time with him
— Anyway now hes locking all the doors, taking you with him at some more meetings and suddenly your menstruation is late and a new member is coming to the family <3
Rindou Haitani - Bonten Executive
— Hes not mad, just probably drunk and trying to figure out what you said
— And when he finally understood the he’s mad, really mad, yelling and cursing you, if you’re asking divorce of course you have another person!
— He’s killing the first person he thinks you’re cheating on him
— The next few days until the paperwork is done he’ll shower you with gifts and pretty words, even taking you to work, when you see obvious looks of judgment from the woman that work there, just confirming the obvious
— One week after the divorce he is with a new woman
— Poor boy don’t know how to live without someone at his side
— Your kids are going with him one day or another, like one time per month
— His girlfriends don’t treat the kids very good and won’t respect your wishes about the kids (like when the mother say the kid can’t eat gelatin and the stepmother just give it anyway)
— He’s not arguing with his girlfriend so you’re arguing with everyone of them
Kokonoi Hajime - Bonten Executive
— Oh sure, ah… he’s ok?
— He’s signing it fast, and without any problems
— Sure, besides that you’re giving back every gift he gave you and he’s putting you to streets the next day
— but no problem besides that
— It’s not that he don’t like you, but he’s always at work, if not in Bonten, he’s at some of the luxurious stores he owns so he just don’t have time for whatever love thing
— You can have your kids too, one week with him and one week with you, but the week with him is always with a nanny he pay to take care of them
OKAY okay anonning here bc this will show my main,,,,,, nyways! as u asked for, just hear me out here.. if you write for him, lmk ur opinion on koko (pref bad toman timeline, or final timeline koko) x ftm!sugar baby reader!
just imagine it, having to call him certain things, or give him blowjobs just to get that cute outfit you’ve been wanting, or needing to let him fuck you jut to get that new, fancy car you’ve only imagined in your dreams.
i NEED him so badly its so unfair 😭😭💗💗 — @puprdou
𝐁𝐄 𝐌𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐘 .ᐟ
🫗ᯓ 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ havin’ a sugar daddy is the easiest job in the world! all you gotta do is do what he asks and he’ll make it alllll worth it . . .♡
ྀི . ° . cw — ftm! reader , oral , daddy kink , public sex , dumbification , reader is alr a himbo lowkey , doggy style , cervix fucking , hair pulling , dub con breeding , spanking.
𓂃۶ৎ author’s note: hey pup ;) ty for this request, koko honestly deserves more fics from me considering the theme ; ; i had fun writing this for u !! love u !! ♡
ᥫ᭡. ~ mister kokonoi wasn’t the best option for a sugar daddy. he’s pockets deep in organized crime, possible with some blood on his hands and some whores on the side. though, it didn’t matter to you. not with you having a painfully thick skull that you couldn’t look past his sweet talk and bone colored hair, you were wrapped around that man’s finger in an invisible chokehold.
though, the money didn’t come immediately nor easily. that’d be too boring!
what’s a good baby without exploits of his own? he thought when it came to choosing you. luckily, he picked up the human embodiment of a small pup. little and stupid, yet blindly obedient. perfect. ♡
his first command? “refer to me as sir, and sir only. you hear?” he’d tell you the first night, watching you nod eagerly at this request. soon enough, he’d ask for more perverted terms. daddy, master, mister..it never failed to stroke his ego and get his dick hard in his dress pants.
or his dick in you. if you wanted something? depends on the material, you’ll be filled with his cum by the end of it regardless. holding an adorable bubblegum pink mini dress, one that’d show off your figure, you’d pout and put on your best teary eyes to an amused koko.
“daddyy?” you’d whine. “what’s on your mind, baby..” he’d sip on the champagne bubbling in his glass. “you want that dress? it’d look gorgeous on you.” a grin stretched on his lips when he sees you nod. “i don’t gotta ask. y’know what to do for it—“ he drags out his words in a sultry tone as small clinks! accompanied his words.
“fuck. keep goin’ baby, wanna mess ya up real good..” words that only made your cunt burn with need as koko stretched your throat out, making you gag on his length. “good boy—y’know what good boys get? hm..?” he asked, yanking you off his dick by the back of your head. you couldn’t answer his question, he knew that. dazed and cock drunk with drool and precum soaking your chin, only his leaking tip touching your lips.
“good boys get their wishes.”
a phrase burned into your cock riddled noggin’. was he wrong? of course not. it was as simple as give and take, regardless of the item, he’ll have you one way or another. it never mattered how or even where. though, he would grow quite fond of the idea of fucking in public.
his favorite? having you pressed against the walls of the changing room, nothing but the luxurious heels he bought you last week being the only thing on as he pumped your pussy full for the whole damn store to hear. it’s not like you were quite either, whining and moaning your pretty lungs out, not thinking about the poor customer next door.
koko didn’t stop you though, why would he? hell, why would you? not with those pretty dior perfumes and designer dresses on the line!
“ack! daddyy!—aah!” yelps tore out of you as koko juts his hips against the plush of your ass, abusing your poor cervix. you didn’t even know his dick could reach that far. “i-it’s too much..! i can’ttt!” you only quit your whining when he grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking your head back until he’s able to stare into your puffy eyes. nothing but carnal desire staring back at you.
“you want your fuckin’ things or not?” koko leaned into the shell of your ear, his threat digging itself into your cranium as if to give you a hint. “y-yes..i swear daddy! i swear!” tears streamed down your flushed cheeks as you babbled on until he shoved your head back against the wall. “then shut up and take that shit f’me.” he grunted before slamming his hips even harder until you were practically bruised, cum dribbling down your legs as he spurted his seed deep into your ruined cunt.
“hgnn—noo..not inside me..!” you whined, before a sharp smack! punched a sob out of you. “mmm don’t care—‘s my pretty pussy to fuck.” koko practically bit a chuckle back as he watched you twitch and spasm uncontrollably, white spilling out until he felt satisfied enough with the mess he made. you’re mascara ruined, face hot with tears still streaming down your cheeks and your legs shaking like a fawn learning to walk. a sight that reminds him why he chose you to be his pretty baby, his personal sissy boy to spoil into taking his cock whenever he damn well wants.
"Y/N!" You let out a scream as you heard Mikey pounding on your bathroom door. You were completely naked, getting ready to hop in the shower when your oh so loving boyfriend decided to pound on the door.
"Let me in!" Mikey yelled as the pounding sound continued.
"I'm getting in the shower!" you yelled back grabbing a towel and wrapping it around your torso. The sound paused for a moment before Mikey continued, only louder. "Oh my god!" you yelped, unlocking the door and letting the boy inside.
"Woah-" Mikey said, his eyes going wide as he barged into the bathroom. He held a large bowl of ice water.
"What the hell are you doing with that?" you asked, looking down at the bowl of ice water.
"...get in the shower," he said, trying to hide the bowl behind his back.
"...why do you have the bowl Manjiro?" you asked, narrowing your eyes at the blonde haired boy. He approached you slowly, causing you to step back towards the shower. "Manjiro..."
"Hold still baby," he said, raising the water bowl high above his head.
"Manjiro!" you screeched as he poured the water over your head, drenching you in ice cold water and ice cubes on the tiles of the floor. You stared at him with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. "You're dead," you hissed.
𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚘
"Hey baby?" Shinichiro said, opening the door to your bedroom, not giving you much time to cover up your bare chest.
"Wait-!" You tried- but it was too late. Shinichiro looked at you with wide eyes as you covered your chest with your arms. He held a fast food menu in his hands.
"Um-" His eyes scanned your topless figure, pink dusting his cheeks. "You- damn I'll never get old of this picture...." he mumbled.
"Don't barge in like that-" you whined, throwing a nearby shirt at the taller black haired man.
"It's not like I haven't seen it before," he chuckled, flinching slightly as the shirt hit his shoulder. "Just wondering what you wanted to eat tonight?"
"Just the usual," you grumbled, going to push him out of the bedroom. "Knock next time please."
"You look beautiful baby," he chuckled, letting you push him out of the room.
𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚢𝚞 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚘
Chifuyu pushed open your door, his face buried in his manga as he did. You and Chifuyu had recently moved into a shared dorm room and both of you were still getting used to the idea of living intimately with another person.
"Chifuyu!" you exclaimed, quickly covering your naked body with a nearby shirt.
"Huh? Oh- oh shit!" Chifuyu exclaimed, his face turning a deep red as he looked up at your hardly covered body. "Oh... shit." His eyes scanned your body, making the tips of your ears flush.
"Chifuyu!" you repeated, giving him a shy look.
"Right- right- sorry," he said, shaking his head and turning around to walk out of the room. You couldn't help but smile softly as you caught the wide grin on his face before he left.
𝙱𝚊𝚓𝚒 𝙺𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚔𝚎
"BABE! I- honey, stop screaming," Baji said, throwing open the shower curtain, despite you trying to cover yourself. "Just look." He showed you his phone, only to reveal a video of Chifuyu getting kicked in the balls by a kindergartener.
"Ba- wait, how did that even happen?" you asked, looking at the screen a bit closer.
"He tried to play a game with Mitsuya's little sisters," Baji chuckled, looking at the phone himself before looking at you. "Damn."
"Get out of here," you chuckled, pushing Baji away from the shower weakly.
"Nuh uh- I'm getting in there!" Baji said, giving you a cheeky grin and pulling off his clothes with an unexplainable speed.
"Baji!" you yelped with a laugh as he hopped into the shower.
𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚒 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚔𝚒
You watched with wide eyes as Takemichi barged into your bedroom. His eye and lip was swollen and his hair was messy. He was rambling about something from the future and a recent fight and Mikey and Draken, oblivious to your shirtless figure watching him.
"Um- Takamichi?" you said, looking at him with a raised brow.
"Huh?" the blonde boy looked over at you, his eyes sudden going wide and his whole face turning a dark red hue. "AAAAAAAAH! I'm so sorry!" he yelled, quickly turning around and placing his face against the door. "I-I just have so much I want to tell you. Oh my god I'm so sorry. Let me know when you're finished."
You never even got the chance to say anything as he shuffled out the door.
𝙺𝚎𝚗 "𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗" 𝚁𝚢𝚞𝚐𝚞𝚓𝚒
"Hey beautiful," Ken said as he walked into your shared bedroom.
"Hey handsome," you responded, looking at your half naked figure in the mirror. "Do I look like I'm gaining some weight?"
"Not particularly," he shrugged, creeping up behind you and wrapping his arms around your waist. "Look as beautiful as ever baby." He leaned down and placed a few kisses along the skin of your neck.
𝙸𝚣𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝙺𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚠𝚊
You and your boyfriend had recently moved into an apartment together. You had to start getting used to living together with someone, them seeing you naked, smelling your morning breath, seeing you after a night out.
Some took more adjusting than others.
"I could get used to this," Izana's voice chuckled from the doorway. You whipped around to see Izana staring at your topless figure with a loving smile.
"You can't just walk in on me like that," you scoffed, blushing slightly and going to grab a shirt.
"Why not? It's my room too," he chuckled, going to grab the shirt from your hands. "And I'm loving the view, pretty." He cupped your cheek and kissed you softly.
You froze in place as his lips touched yours. You allowed yourself to fall into it, your hand going to grab his arm as your eyes fluttered closed.
"I'll let you get dressed," Izana mumbled, pulling away from your lips.
"I can wait," you said, grabbing the collar of his shirt and pulling him closer to you.
𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒 𝙼𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚞𝚢𝚊
Takashi smiled softly as he wandered into your room. He watched with a shy blush as you danced to whatever was playing in your headphones, dressed in only a bra and sweatpants. He leaned on the door for a second longer, counting his blessings for being the one to capture the heart of such a beautiful person such as yourself. After a few seconds longer he left the room and you were none the wiser to his presence.
Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/the-atlas-sister/735496078254850048/t%E1%95%BCey-%E1%97%AF%E1%97%A9%E1%92%AAk-i%E1%91%8E-o%E1%91%8E-yo%E1%91%8C-%E1%91%95%E1%95%BC%E1%97%A9%E1%91%8Egi%E1%91%8Eg%E1%91%8E%E1%97%A9ke%E1%97%AA-tokyo-%E1%96%87e%E1%90%AF
𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐… 𝚁𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘, 𝚁𝚊𝚗, 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚞, 𝚂𝚎𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚞, 𝙽𝚊𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘
(IM SORRY IF SOME ARE OOC CAUSE- CAUSE I DON'T KNOW ALL THE CHARACTERS ALL TOO WELL
